07x18 - Come Rain or Come Schein

[bunniefuu]

Well, well.

If that isn't an altocumulus undulatus that I see.

Aaron?

I'm referring to the clouds currently visible

from your office window.

Aaron, we have got to discuss

whether or not you want to proceed to trial.

Of course, I want to proceed to trial.

I was defrauded by these people.

There's a settlement offer on the table.

Ann, I want to be a television weatherman.

I've devoted myself to the study of meteorology.

I'm possessed of the expertise,

I had the job, I want the job back.

Understand, though, that even if we prove that the station

dealt with you in bad faith, all we can get is money.

We can't compel them to re
-hire you.

If we win and I have every faith that we will,

it may be too expensive for them not to rehire me.

[door opens]

Oh, I'm sorry.

I put Manny Helmut's file in my briefcase by mistake.

I thought you might want to look at it.

You were expecting precipitation?

Yeah, they said so on the : news.

Stuart, thanks for the file.

Did you happen to check the barometric pressure?

No, actually, I didn't.


-The dew point?
-No.

Either of those indicates would have told you all you needed to know.

There was no lower atmosphere depression.

The air mass currently over Los Angeles

is completely stable.

Where exactly was the precipitation going to come from?

I don't know, I just listen to the weather report.

Aaron, we've really got to get going.

He just listens to the weather report.

See, that's what most people do.

They just listen to the weather report.

They don't analyze the data.

They don't corroborate the data by an

empirical examination of atmospheric conditions.

They don't stick their heads out the window
-
-

Aaron, we've got to go to court.


-Okay.
-Nice to have met you.

Yes, nice to have met you.

It never fails, you carry an umbrella, and it doesn't rain.

You were expecting precipitation?

Aaron, got to go.

Okay.

♪♪

♪♪

Voss vs. KTLW?

Ann Kelsey.

We represent Aaron Voss.

He's suing the management of KTLW for dismissing him

as their on
-air weatherman.

What was the cause of action?

Fraud.

He claims that when they hired him,

they said they wanted a real weather man.

Then they fired him and brought in a stand
-up comedian.

No chance of settling this one, is there?

I brought him the settlement offer, he turned it down.

All right.

Aguilar vs. Larraby.

I've got a settlement conference rescheduled.

If that doesn't do it, we go to trial.

Wait a minute, why would we go to trial over a $ debt?

That's how much our client is owed.

Wait a minute.

Why are we even talking about going to trial over $?

Because we can't impose a settlement on a client, Douglas.

What are you supposed to do?

Not take the case to begin with, how about?

Or take that case, but let him know from the onset

that you're not going to court

over an insignificant amount of money.

Did it ever occur to you that it might not be insignificant

to our client?

It's insignificant in terms of

how much revenue it will generate.

Considerate it pro
-bono, Douglas.

We've got the case, let it go at that.

If it's all right, I'd like to follow this one.


-You're welcome to.
-Great, anyone else?

I mean, I think we should try to take as much of a loss

on this case as possible.

Yeah, I'm certainly available if you need me, Daniel.

Well, I have an idea:

why don't I just write a personal check for the full amount

and be done with it?

My client wouldn't take it, that's why.

I see. Okay.

Move along, Douglas.

I need to say something else.

Every morning on my way to work,

I drive past a lumber yard.

I see all these Latino men standing around

chomping at the bit to go to work.

A while back, I wanted to have my yard cleared out,

I hired this one guy who I saw on that corner

every morning to do it.

I got to like him, I got to trust him.

When he told me what happened to him,

I offered to represent him.

$ might seem like nothing to us,

but to this man it means the difference between

being able to feed his family and seeing them starve.

I intend to see to it that he gets what he's owed.

Schein vs. Schein.

That's mine.

Mitchell Schein is an agent whose wife is divorcing him.

The only issue is money.

Well, that makes it simple, Arnie, doesn't it?

Why would that make it simple?

Community property, split it down the middle.

When they hire me, Melina, it's never simple.

And even if it were, he'd never let them know that.

See, that's what I call smart lawyering.

Okay, we've prepared a cashier's check for $.

You owe me $.

I don't owe you anything.

I'm willing to pay you something.

He's actually willing to pay you quite a bit.

Just to put this thing to rest.

No.

Does he understand what's going on here?

He understands perfectly.

I'm not sure that he does.

Let me spell this out for you, Mr. Aguilar.

I am an attorney.

Mr. Greenhutt here works in my law firm.

I pay him a salary whether he handles this case or not.

In other words, it doesn't cost me a thing

to litigate this.

You, on the other hand lose money every day

you spend sitting in a court room.

Not to mention the $ you could have right now.

I give you fair price my work.

That's all I want.

Not much of a businessman, is he?

Maybe not. On the other hand, maybe he just doesn't like

your condescending tone of voice.

I wasn't condescending, counselor.

First you cheat him then you talk down to him?

You don't have a lot of good will to trade on

in this room, Mr. Laraby.

I find you offensive, Mr. Morales.

Offensive and insulting.

And I don't believe you're acting in your client's best interest.

See you in court, my friend.

[sighs] What we do now?

Trial's set for :.

Wanna go get some lunch?

No, gracias, I bring something from home.


-I see you :.
-Bueno.

Okay.

What?

Nothing.

Nothing.

I just think that there was a deal to be made here.

If what, I'd been a little more respectful?

Was it really necessary to go on the att*ck?

Guy is a r*cist, Gwen.

Is it really that he's r*cist?

Isn't it just that he's a jerk?

He's a r*cist.

I'd like for you to describe for us, if you will,

what took place during your first meeting

with Mr. Rechtschaefer.

He asked me to do the weather

and I said I would consider the job if and only if

the station were willing to commit itself

to approaching weather forecasting with some seriousness of purpose.

Did he appear willing to make that commitment?

Yes, he did.

Would you tell the court what you did as a result?

I left a teaching position at Cal State.

I design an entire array of graphics to better explain

meteorological phenomenon to a lay public,

and I told my family and friends that I had finally found

the job that I dreamed about having since I was a little boy.

How did it go?

First week, it went very well.

There were a number of interesting climatic events.

There was a low
-pressure center in the Rockies.

There was a cluster of thunderstorms over the Midwest.

And I reported on them and I reported on the local area.

I was % accurate in my forecasts.

What happened on the second week?

Everything changed.

I was given these ridiculous new clothes to wear.

I was given different colored eyeglasses.

I was given jokes to tell during the weather segment of the news.

And how did you respond?

I... I went along. I tried to do my best.

I tried to maintain as much dignity as the new clothes

and the new glasses and the new jokes would allow.

How was week number three?

There was no week number three.

I came in for work on Monday,

Mr. Rechtschaefer told me that I had been replaced

by somebody named Kyle Thunder.

What reason was given, Mr. Voss?

I was informed by Mr. Rechtschaefer that I didn't pop.

Thank you, Mr. Voss.

I have no further questions, Your Honor.

Did your contract with the station

call for you to be put on the air more than two weeks?

My conversations with Mr. Rechtschaefer called for more than that.

Oh, are you saying Mr. Rechtschaefer

agreed to jeopardize the commercial viability

of a major market television station

in order to fulfill a childhood fantasy of yours?


-Objection.
-Fantasy?

Sustained.

It was a fantasy, Mr. Voss.

You don't look like a weatherman!

You don't sound like a weatherman.


-Objection!
-I am what a weatherman looks like.


-Mr. Voss...
-Not Kyle Thunder.

Or Drizzle McManus or Cloud Stevens, me.

Aaron Voss.


-Oh, please.
-Do you know what the weather

is going to be like on Thursday?

I do!

There's a low pressure center forming

off the coast of Baja

that's going to create a major thunderstorm


-by Friday morning...
-Your Honor...

I would ask that the witnesses response in its entirety


-be stricken.
-So ordered.

The witness response is stricken,

the jury will disregard it.

Why?

Because your ability to forecast the weather

has nothing whatever to do with this trial.

Forgive me, Your Honor, but why?

Miss Kelsey, please advise your client

as to both the issues of this trial

and the proper protocol of this courtroom.

Yes, Your Honor.

Does Mr. McCafferty have any further questions

for this witness?

No, Your Honor.

In that case, we'll take our noon recess.

Court will reconvene at : P.M.

I see you brought your umbrella.

Did Kyle Thunder tell you it was going to rain?

Aaron...

[sighs]

Mr. Aguilar, would you tell us, please,

where you first met Andrew Laraby?

The corner of Pico and Sawtelle.

I looking for work.

He drive up and hire me.

What did he hire you to do?

He asked me if I could lay bricks,

I say yes, I could do this.

He ask me how much cost build a patio?

I say I can do for $.

Did he accept that offer?

Yes.

Tell us what happens next.

I bought bricks.

I showed them to Miss Laraby.

She said they okay. I built the patio.

Were you paid?

No.

When she saw it finished,

Miss Laraby say bricks I use too orange.

She say tear down what I do,

and start over.

What did you say?

I say, you have to pay for that.

What price did you give them

for the additional work?

Price of bricks, need to pay helper.

Time to tear down patio, put in new one.

Plus the $ they owe me.

I give them price, $.

And how did Mrs. Laraby respond?

She said they going to have a party.

She wants it done by end of the month.

Did you finish it by the end of the month?

Yes.

What happened at that point?

Mr. Laraby give me $

and six pack beer.

I have nothing further.

Had Mrs. Laraby seen all the bricks

at the time you claim she approved them?

I have in pile.

She see ones on top.

So she hadn't seen them all?

Why didn't she say if she needed to see them all?

Wasn't it incumbent upon you

as the brick mason to inform her

that she did need to see them all?

Weren't you the only one in a position to know

that the color wasn't uniform?

Objection, assuming facts not in evidence.

Sustained.

They were bricks, sir.

They look like bricks.

Isn't it the case, Mr. Aguilar

that you had this woman over a barrel?

No.

She wasn't privy to the original agreement.

She wasn't happy with the work.

She was desperate that the job be finished,

you decided to take advantage of the situation, didn't you?

You figured you'd stick 'em for more money.

Objection, counsel is badgering this man.

I'm cross examining him, Your Honor,

that's all I'm doing.

That's not all you're doing, Mr. Greenhutt.

You are badgering him

and I'm instructing you to stop it.

Objection sustained.

Mr. Aguilar, you testified that Mr. Laraby

paid you $ when you finished the job.

Is this the check?

Yes.

Ask that this be received into evidence and marked

defense exhibit one.

So ordered.

Is that your signature on the back?

Yes.

What does the notation on the front of the check read?

Full final payment.

So, in other words, by accepting this check,

you agreed that $ was all that you were owed.

Sir, I take check because I need to make money.

I need to pay rent, I need to buy food.

Mr. Aguilar, did Andrew Laraby ever say

that he would pay you a dime more

than the price you initially agreed upon?

No.

I have no further questions.

Yes, but I understand you walked away with all the marbles

in the MacNally case.

We did very well in MacNally.

Oh, you've got a lawyer that takes no prisoners, you know that?

Why would you take prisoners?

You've got to feed prisoners.

You're no slouch yourself, Hortie.

You do remember the woman with the oxygen t*nk?

Let's not get into that right now.

She's cross
-examining this
-year
-old woman

with such bad emphysema she had an oxygen t*nk

next to the witness stand.

Well, by the time Hortie got done with her,

they took her out of the courtroom on a stretcher.

She was concealing assets.

That she was.

Hey, if physical infirmities gave us a license to steal,

the richest people in the world would all be cripples.

I am very uncomfortable with this discussion.

Can we get back to our matter, please?

Absolutely.

The house in Pacific Palisades.

Sell it and split the proceeds.

Beautiful.

The partnership interest in the agency.

What's the matter, Hortie?

There isn't enough to divide up here?

You have to go after the business, too?

Got to go after everything, Arnie.

If I didn't, you'd take it as a sign of weakness.

Ooh, I'm going to have a problem with this one, you know that?

Let's put the agency interest aside for the time being.

All right, let's put it on the side.

The house in Martha's Vineyard.

He owned it before they got married.

It was a shack before they were married.

When we moved in together, you had a cedar hope chest.

That's it.

Now all of a sudden you want a piece of everything?

What have you been doing, Allison, taking greed injections?

I was married to you for years, Mitchell.

Right, during which time I was the breadwinner.

I know you were the breadwinner.

I know you were the world
-beater.

But I was the one who was desperately unhappy,

and I think I should be compensated for that.

Mmm. This is the Jonah factor at work, isn't it?

Since you brought up the subject of Jonah,

there is one more thing I need from you.

Oh, yeah? What's that?

A get.

What's a get?

It's the document that makes the divorce official

in the Jewish religion.

[scoffs]

What are you, reclaiming your faith, Allison?

That's exactly what I'm doing.

Jonah is a spiritual man.

He's a devout Jew.

And I intend to share his devotion.

How nice.

And what's this get gonna cost me?

It's not going to cost you anything.

You just have to come with me to a rabbi

and participate in a ceremony.

What's this going to consume like an entire day?

No, it's not going to consume an entire day.

Can I suggest that we wrap this up for today?

Both of us go back and figure out what we need

in order to settle?

All right, but I'm not letting Allison sign anything

that doesn't represent a full split of all the marital property

and all means all.

I'm so glad you're here.

Are you okay?


-Call me tomorrow morning?
-Mm
-hmm.

Mitchell...

I'm Mitchell.

Allison's husband.

You must be the Baal Shem Tov.

How do you do?

I'm curious.

I wonder what the Talmud says about stealing another man's wife.

Mitchell, don't do this.

I met Allison long after the two of you had separated.

Mmm. We were still married at the time, were we not?

She was still my wife, was she not?

Yes, she was.

Jonah, you don't have to listen to this.

I wonder what the big man's gonna say, huh?

Mitchell, come on.

I don't know what the big man's going to say.

I know that we all have to answer for what we do.

That's right, my friend, and he's not going to

cut you any slack because you're wearing a yarmulke.

Mr. Schein, if I were in your position.

I would feel everything that you're feeling right now.

I know that my presence here is hurtful to you.

I came because Allison asked me to.

And I'm not going to apologize for that.

I need all the emotional support I can get.


-HORTENSE: Can we go folks?
-It was nice to have met you.

Miss Laraby, did Mr. Aguilar show you the bricks

before he built the patio?

He showed me some of the bricks.

He didn't show me all of the bricks.

Did you ask to see all of the bricks?

Well, no, I didn't.

But only because I assumed that Mr. Aguilar

would be as sensitive to uniformity in colors as I was.

I assumed that he was more of an artisan than he was.

What did you say to Mr. Aguilar

when you saw the finished patio?

I said I was unhappy.

I said the color of the brick was garish.

That rather than evoking the stately,

somewhat worn quality such as you're apt to see

in Virginia or Massachusetts,

that this called to mind the worst, most parvenu sections

of New Jersey.

I couldn't live with it.

I didn't care what it entailed.

I wanted it replaced.

You said that to Mr. Aguilar?

Well, not exactly in those words, obviously.

But I told him that I wanted it done over.

Did he tell you how much that would cost?

Yes, he did.

And did you agree to pay that amount?

What I agreed to was I would take it up with my husband.

That's all I agreed to.

But you did tell him, did you not,

to start work?

I asked him to get started because I needed to get it done.

But by telling him to get started,

weren't you tacitly agreeing to the financial terms

Mr. Aguilar presented?

Why, not at all.

I told him that we'd be fair.

Were you fair?

I think we were.

How long was he working at your house?

Six weeks.

Which, by the way, I endured without complaint.


-You endured?
-Yes, I endured.

It's not easy having workmen at your house six day a week.

Do you know how much Mr. Aguilar's wages

ended up being for this job, ma'am?

All I know is that we made four payments of $ each.

Would it surprise you to learn that after

deducting the cost of materials, and a helper,

he would be making just under $ a day.

For a ten hour day that comes out to $. an hour.

Well, I never really thought about what his hourly wage was.

I'm sure you didn't.

God, I can't believe I'm being put through this.

You know, Andrew, it isn't worth it.

It just isn't worth it.

What's your occupation, Mr. Thunder?

I'm the guy who tells you whether or not you can afford

to let your smile be your umbrella.

[chuckling]

I'm the weatherman at KTLW.

And, by the way, is today a beautiful day or what?

Would you tell the court how you came to be

the weatherman on KTLW?

I was appearing at the Comedy Store right here in West Hollywood,

and one night Mel Rechtschaefer approached me

and asked me to screen test.

When he saw the results, he offered me the job.

And what was your response?

My response was, "Yes", as in definitely,

as in "where do I sign?"

Were you able to start immediately?

Actually, no.

No, I was booked on a cruise ship

and, uh, I couldn't get out of it,

so we agreed I'd start as soon as I got back.

To the best of your knowledge, who by Mr. Rechtschaefer hire

in the interim?

I guess he hired Mr. Voss.

What did Mr. Rechtschaefer indicate to you

were the requirements for a weatherman?

Timing, personality, the right look.

You know, that certain ba
-bing.

Did you know anything about meteorology?

I know that if you see a guy named Noah

with a tape measure and a skilsaw,

pretty good chance it's gonna rain.

This is the way he does his weather reports!

That's enough, Mr. Voss.

Uh, Mr. Thunder,

did you have any science background of any kind?

I have no science background.

Did Mr. Rechtschaefer ever express any concern about that?

No, he didn't.

I told him I was a quick study.

I told him that I would pick up the ins and outs

of forecasting as we went along,

and that seemed to satisfy him just fine.

Have you managed to do that?

Mr. Voss...

Been at it for a year, you must be have it down pat by now.

Mr. Voss, that's enough.

Wow, are we bitter.

Tell us, was Kyle Thunder your name

at the time that Mr. Rechtschaefer first approached you.

[chuckles] No.

What was your name?

Bobby Rappaport.

So, Kyle Thunder was, in effect, a creation

of Mr. Rechtschaefer's, wasn't he?

No, he wasn't.

Mr. Rechtschaefer and I sat down together in a room

and came up with who Kyle Thunder would be.

When was it that the two of you did that?

Um, right before I went on the cruise.

In other words...

before Aaron Voss was ever approached to do the weather,

you and Mel Rechtschaefer had already worked out

who the weatherman would be.

You know, I never wanted to get dragged into this, okay?

I have nothing against Mr. Voss.

I bring my own brand of high energy,

and happiness to a world that's woefully in need of both,

I make people laugh.

What is wrong with that?

What's wrong is you're not supposed to make people laugh.

Weather isn't funny, weather is serious.

Mr. Voss, I'm going to hold you in contempt

if you can't manage to control yourself.

Your Honor, I have no further questions.

You may step down.

Aaron, the sunny side of the street.

Life can be so sweet on the sunny side of the street.

It's never painless, Mitchell.

It's never painless.

I have to tell you that, legally,

she can claim a piece of his agency share

as a marital asset.

Which doesn't mean I've agreed to give it to her.

Just means we've got a problem.

A potential problem.

Now, we could all tell her what we think it's worth,

make her an offer, maybe she'll accept it.

But the likelihood is that she won't.

In which case she'll want to examine our books

and make her own appraisal

of what Mitchell shares are worth.

Evan's been through this.

Did your wife ever asks to see the books?

Oh, yes, she did.

Fortunately, I had leverage.

What kind of leverage?

I threatened to sue for custody of the children.

Given that she'd just come out of the Betty Ford center,

she had a little exposure on that flank.

Wow.

We'll do our damndest to keep the agency out of it,

I just can't guarantee that we'll be successful.

[clears throat]

Permit me to share an anecdote with you, Mitchell.

Some years ago there was a very significant agency,

and at that agency there was a very significant young agent.

He was bringing in lots of commissions.

He was attracting a lot of attention.

He was showing every indication

of being a major player in the industry.

Then he got divorced.

He allowed that to intrude on his work.

He allowed his wife access to areas of the business

that by their very nature require confidentiality.

Depositions were conducted,

bank records were examined.

Clients felt compromised.

They felt ill
-used.

They felt the agent cold have handled it

in a better way than he did.

As a result, a great many of the clients left them.

Momentum was lost.

Perception was lost.

That young agent never became major,

and he's no longer young.

He is now working in an office in Van Nuys.

And all the people that he represents

are below the line.

Think about it.

♪♪

You did hire Aaron Voss, did you not?

Yes, I did.

What were you thinking at the time?

I needed a weather man,

and I thought going in a somewhat offbeat direction

might actually work.

Mr. Rechtschaefer, would you tell us why it is

that you fired him?

Because it became obvious that I had made a mistake.

His physical appearance wasn't right.

His delivery was stiff.

He lacked communication skills.

The fact that he knows about weather

doesn't make him a weatherman.

TV needs TV personalities

and whatever else Aaron Voss might be,

he ain't that.

I made a mistake when I hired him,

and as soon as I recognized it as such,

I took steps to correct it.

I have nothing further.

You said that Aaron Voss lacked communication skills.

What exactly does that mean?

Its an intangible quality.

It's very hard to describe.

Did you ever encounter any difficulty

understanding him yourself?

The issue isn't whether or not he was coherent.

It's whether or not he was right for my newscast.

I thought that going with a weatherman

who actually understood what he was talking about

would make an interesting departure.

I was wrong.

Come on, Mr. Rechtschaefer, you knew who you wanted

for your weatherman before you even approached Aaron Voss.

You wanted Kyle Thunder.

That's not true.

You needed somebody to fill the spot

until Kyle Thunder became available.

You found someone desperate for the job,

someone who could be summarily dismissed

just as soon as it became convenient for you to do so.


-Objection.
-Sustained.

Plaintiff's counsel will refrain from making speeches.

Look, I run a television show.

I got all kinds of people wanting all kinds of things.

I got a
-year
-old guy with a bad rug

that wants to keep doing the news 'til he's .

I've got a secretary that wants to be a producer,

A producer who wants to be a director.

A director who wants to be Francis Ford Coppola,

and I, I want to go to Palm Springs

and sit on my ass for the next two years.

This guy wants to be a weatherman.

I gave him a sh*t.

That's more than anyone else would have done.

And now you can't understand why it is he's not grateful, right?

That's right.

I have nothing further for this witness.

All right, here's what we're offering.

Half the sale of the proceeds from the sale of the house

in Pacific Palisades,

half the savings, half the stock portfolio,

she keeps her jewelry,

we value her share of Martha's Vineyard

at $,.


-And?
-And she gets a Jewish divorce.

What about his share of the agency?

Off the table.

How is it off the table?

It just is. It's something you don't get.

All right let me get this straight.

The house in Pacific Palisades,

the savings account and the stock,

what you're offering us is what we're entitled to by law.

On the house in Martha's Vineyard,

what you're offering us is probably %

of what we're entitled to by law,

and on the agency share,

what you're offering us is nothing.

Now, why should we accept an offer like that?

Because we're agreeing to a Jewish divorce.

You're making that part of this negotiation?

Yes, I am.

Does that offend you?

It offends me.

The force remains no
-one can force a husband

to give his wife a get,

and according to Jewish law, she can't marry without one.

That shouldn't enter into this discussion, Arnie,

it's not a financial issue.

Leverage is leverage, my dear.

Allison, at this point I think we should pack up our things and leave.

No court in the state would allow him to deny you

a piece of his interest in the agency.

No court in the state is going to grant her a Jewish divorce.

I'm not going to let him use that against her.

I'm going to let him.

Allison!

I'm not going to drag this out.

I love Jonah and I want to marry him.

And however much I feel entitled to the things we're asking for,

I'm not going to let them stand in the way.

Allison, this is a colossally bad deal.

You can't understand what I see in him, can you, Mitchell?

Well, I never quite pictured you with a guy

that drives a Torus,

but other than that he seems like a nice guy.

I accept your offer.

I expect to see you in the Rabbi's office

tomorrow morning at :.

I'll be there.

You should be ashamed of yourself.

It's like Robert Duvall said, Arnie.

I love the smell of napalm in the morning.

This case asks a very simple question:

at what point do we hold someone accountable

for lying?

There can be little doubt that Mel Rechtschaefer lied.

As a result, Aaron Voss changed his life,

only to find himself unemployed and humiliated

some scant two weeks later.

Now, if the defendant hadn't lied,

none of that would have happened.

If he had told the truth, he would've said

that he didn't want a real weatherman for the job.

He would've said that he wanted a stand
-up comedian.

He would've said not only that he wanted a stand
-up comedian,

but that he'd already taken steps towards getting one.

He would've told Mr. Voss

that the job would never be his,

that the best he could hope for would be to fill
-in, temporarily,

until someone handsome and funny,

someone who popped came along.

He would've told him that,

and then Aaron Voss would've acted accordingly.

But he didn't do that.

As a result, Aaron Voss was lied to.

He was used,

and in the end he was dismissed.

At what point do we hold someone accountable for lying?

At the point that someone else is hurt.

Accordingly, I ask you to award Aaron Voss

the sum of one million dollars.

One thing I'm sure of after sitting through this trial,

I wouldn't want Mel Rechtschaefer's job.

I wouldn't want to have to be in the position

to guarantee that every decision I made

was a right decision.

I wouldn't want to have to think that

once I hired someone I was foreclosed from f*ring them.

I wouldn't want to have to factor in to the way that I did my job

whether or not someone would be sufficiently disappointed

to sue me.

Mel Rechtschaefer's job is to be a news director

for a TV station.

L.A. is a very competitive market.

Everybody lives or dies by ratings.

Part of what he does is to experiment.

He tries things.

Sometimes they work, sometimes they don't.

The fact that he hired Aaron Voss signifies

that he was willing to take a chance.

Now in his best judgment, it proved to be a mistake.

Now, that's a subjective call.

There are those of us who would differ with it.

But no
-one can deny that it was his call to make.

No, Mel Rechtschaefer was well within his rights

to fire Aaron Voss.

There was no written agreement to forbid it

There was no guarantee in any way

that it wouldn't happen.

The fact that Aaron Voss was disappointed

doesn't allow him to punish my client

for doing his job.

Did you advise Mr. Aguilar as to your wife's involvement

with the job?

Yes, I did, and I was as clear as I could be

on the subject of his getting her approval.

The fact that he didn't do that was nobody's fault but his own.

Did he ever indicate to you that the monetary terms

of your agreement were unacceptable to him?

No, he did not.

Did you ever have a discussion with him

regarding payment for additional work?

There's nothing to discuss.

I did exactly what I said I would do.

I paid him what I owed him.

I have nothing further.

How is the patio you ended up with, Mr. Laraby?

Is it satisfactory?

It's just fine.

You're happy with it?

Your friends come over and sit on it?

You have dinner on it once in a while?

As I said, it's just fine.

And according to you,

the fact that it took six weeks to build

rather than two weeks

should have no bearing on the cost.

It wasn't my fault that it took six weeks.

Is it common practice in the building industry

for a client to examine each and every brick

prior to giving their approval?

I don't know whether it is or it isn't.

You did know that brick color

was an issue of enormous importance to your wife, though, didn't you?

Yes, I did, and I told that to Mr. Aguilar.

Did your wife ever communicate to you how much

Mr. Aguilar expected to be paid?

To be honest, I really don't remember.

Now, if she said something about somebody

wanting more money, it's entirely possible

that I didn't hear it.

She sometimes says that I'm selectively deaf.

[chuckles]

And does she ever say that you're selectively dishonest?

No, she does not.

In other words, you didn't stiff Mr. Aguilar

because he stands on a street corner.

You stiffed him because it's what you do.

Objection!

Larry, sit down.

I want to answer this question.

I go down to that street corner for two reasons.

One is I've had my fill of high
-priced contractors

and two, I want to put people to work.

Your people.

I will not sit here

and be abused by you because I do that.

And how exactly are my people?

I am a fifth
-generation Californian, Mr. Morales.

And my family has always gone out of its way

to help the poor and the underprivileged.

I go down to Pico and Sawtelle,

and I hire Mexican workers.

I have them in my house,

I have them in my yard.

But there's one thing I won't do:

I will not let them take advantage of me.

I have nothing further for this witness.

You may step down, Mr. Laraby.

That guy's in there writing the whole thing with a quill pen.

You know, I've been thinking.

We may be missing a big opportunity here.

What do you mean?

When we leaned on her vis a vis the agency share,

she folded like a deck chair so I would participate

in this ceremony.

Why are we not seeking to better our end of the deal yet again?

Mitchell, the deal's already in place.

The structure of the deal is in place.

The specifics of the deal remain, I think, somewhat fluid.

What are you doing, Mitchell?

I think we need to find out just what a Jewish divorce is worth to her.

She's already agreed to everything you've asked for.

Which is exactly when the real negotiating begins.

Look, driving a hard bargain is one thing.

Going back on your word is something else again.

I've never done it before, I'm not going to do it now.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, relax.

The meter's running.

All you got to do is just sit there.

Will the husband and wife who seek to part

please draw near.

Moshe Ben Abram, Aviva Bah Kana.

The Sofer has prepared the Get, the witness have signed.

Moshe Ben Abram, do you give this Get of your own free will?

Rabbi, rabbi, rabbi.

You know...

I really don't.

You son of a bitch.

[chattering]

What is it that burdens you, Moshe Ben Abram?

It's a lot of things.

Like what?

Like feeling abandoned, Aviva Bah Kena.

Like feeling betrayed.

Like feeling another man comes along, you turn your back on me.


-What is that?
-You drove me away, Mitchell.

How, by working too hard?


-Mitchell...
-Excuse me for providing you with a beautiful home.

Excuse me for buying you a Mercedes SL.

Did you not want me to do that?

Sorry, I must have been mistaken.

What do you want, Mitchell?


-The house.
-The house?

That's right.

I can't believe you want the house.

Hortie, I knew nothing about this, I promise you.

Withholding a get for a material gain

is a shanda, you know this.

It's a shanda, I can live with it being a shanda.

Permit me to tell you a story.

There were two brothers.

One day a stranger offered them food.

Before the younger one could eat,

the older one took his food away from him

and ate both portions.

Uh
-huh.

That story doesn't have a happy ending, Moshe.

Tafasta merube lo tafasta.

Rabbi...

If you grab too much, you wind up with nothing.

Rabbi, with all due respect,

spare me the mumbo jumbo.

You work your side of the street, I'll work mine.

You want the house, Mitchell?

Yes, sweetheart, I want the house.

You want the house? You can have the house.

Aviva Bah Kana,

you should not be coerced like this.

Mitchell doesn't care about the almighty, Rabbi.

I pity you, Mitchell.

If you want the house, you can have it.

Sounds to me like we got a deal.

Come on, Rabbi, let's do it.

Please, remove all jewelry from your hands.

And you'll repeat after me, please.

This be your get.

This be your get.

And with it be you divorced.

And with it be you divorced.

From this time forth.

From this time forth.

Mr. Aguilar's mistake in all of this, Your Honor,

wasn't one or workmanship or business acumen.

It was in assuming that when Ms. Laraby said

his compensation would be fair,

she meant paying him a wage commensurate with

the additional work she was asking him to do.

He didn't realize that in the Laraby's world,

fairness is an adjustable concept.

That is fluctuates based on a person's skin color.

His nationality, and his degree of powerlessness.

He didn't realize he was bargaining with people who believe

the haves should have

and the have
-nots are lucky to get anything.

He didn't understand that part of the deal was,

he be passive, and accommodating.

Grateful, even,

that his very presence was endured.

This is a case, Your Honor,

of quantum meruit.

When Miss Laraby asked Aguilar to relay the patio,

his original contract with Mr. Laraby became invalid.

Without a contract, his compensation should be based

on the value of his work: $ for four extra weeks labor.

That's why we're here, Your Honor.

To ask you to tell the Laraby's

to hold up their end of the bargain,

and be fair.

Pay this man what they owe him.

This is not a civil rights case, Your Honor.

It is a contract dispute, pure and simple.

Mr. Aguilar was hired to build a patio

to the Laraby's specifications,

and satisfaction.

Mr. Aguilar said that he could accomplish that

in two weeks and the two parties agreed to a price.

That it ultimately took Mr. Aguilar three times longer

to complete the patio to my client's satisfaction

is unfortunate for both parties.

It does not, however, represent a breach of contract

on the part of my client.

Mrs. Laraby did not change her mind about the patio.

She simply insisted that it be done as originally agreed.

We ask this court to uphold the basic tenets of contract law

and find for the defendants.

The issues in this case seem clear cut to me.

So I'm going to render my decision now.

While I admire your passion,

and sympathize with your concerns, Mr. Morales,

I believe that Mr. Greenhutt is right

in saying that legally, what we have here

is a simple contract dispute.

Notwithstanding

the ethnic prejudice of the defendant

and notwithstanding my revulsion at hearing that expressed,

I find there was a pre
-existing contract

between Mr. Aguilar and Mr. Laraby

and that Mrs. Laraby's demands did nothing to invalidate

or change that.

Consequently, regardless of my personal feelings

about Mr. Laraby's conduct,

legally I must find for the defendant.


-Case dismissed.
-Yes.

Congratulations.

He win?

I'm sorry.

He won't pay me for my work?

We gotta go.

[speaks Spanish]

Has the jury reached a verdict?

We have, Your Honor.

What say you?

We find for the plaintiff, Aaron Voss.

We award compensatory damages in the sum of

$,

and punitive damages in the sum of $,.

The jury is dismissed with the thanks of the court.

We stand adjourned.

Thanks.

One moment.


-Mr. Rechtscahefer?
-What do you want, Aaron?

I have a proposition to make to you and I want you to hear it.

Aaron, why don't you and I talk first and then we can schedule a conference?

I want to do this now, Ann.

What's the proposition?

Keep Kyle as your regular weatherman.

On rare occasions when climactic conditions in Los Angeles

are extreme, bring me in.

What's extreme?

The highest recorded temperature in September is degrees.

If it goes to , I come in.

If rainfall exceeds more than /ths of an inch in an hour,

I come in.

If the barometric pressure drops below inches,

I come in.

In other words, you want to play to a full house.

You come in when the weather leads the news, right?

I come in when the full forces of nature

have been unleashed and snappy patter...


-Snappy patter.
-...is simply inadequate to explain

to people exactly what's going on.

I hate that.

I will forego the judgment in its entirety

if you will put me back on the air.

Aaron, you're talking about a lot of money.

I don't care about the money, Ann.

Not if I get to be a weatherman again.

Let me be as clear and succinct about this as possible, Aaron:

let me also save us all the trouble

of scheduling another meeting:

there could be tornados in downtown Los Angeles.

There could be complete darkness in the middle of the afternoon,

and I still wouldn't put you on the evening news.

Brandon, Kyle, let's go.

Is Kyle Thunder going to be able to expound on the conditions

we can expect here in the next two days?

Four to six inches of rainfall.

Massive flooding, mudslides.

Homes washed away.

Is he gonna have any comprehension

of the magnitude of the storm that's coming?

What storm?

[thunder]

That storm.


-[knocks]
-Yeah?


-Daniel.
-Yeah?

Francisco's here.

Oh, uh, bring him in.

Francisco.

Buenos Tardes, Sr. Morales.


-Comes estas, buneoo?
-Bien, bien.

I have some tremendous news for you.

Mrs. Laraby called me,

she felt badly about what happened today in court.

Why would she feel bad? She win.

She must have discovered she has a conscience.

She sent over your whole $.


-No.
-Yeah.

But she says she's not going to tell her husband about it,

so don't say anything, okay?

Okay.

Okay, thank you.


-Thank you.
-Thank you, thank you.

[speaks Spanish]

Thank you.

So, Mrs. Laraby felt badly.

Yeah, she did.

You know, you didn't have to give him the money, Daniel.

Mrs. Laraby gave him the money.

[thunder]

How did you get to be such a good man, Morales?

What are you talking about?

What are you doing for dinner?

As a matter of fact, I'm free.

I'll pick you up at :.

Okay.

Um, and, uh...

Since you're out almost three grand,

I'm buying.

This is ridiculous!

What the hell is going on out there?

Wow.

Arnie, I have to tell you this is absolutely unconscionable.

Hey, hey, hey, nobody put a g*n to her head.

She could've gone without a Jewish divorce.

She could have taken her chances invoking the wrath of the almighty.

Enough, Mitchell, don't make this any worse than it is.

Well, what is it?

Am I not sufficiently humble?

Are we offended because I've been heard to mock

the tenets of someone's faith?

Am I in trouble with the man upstairs, what?

Arnie, turn on the news. Channel Three.

Now, with a live update on some of the havoc

the storm is causing here in the Southland.

Our weatherman, Kyle Thunder.

Hi, honey, I'm home. What's for dinner?

Hey, not much if you live here, folks.

Torrential rains have swept through Los Angeles

'causing mucho tie
-ups on area freeways

and a major headache for Mitchell and Allison Schein

whose home at El Yunca drive

in the ultra ritzy Pacific Palisades

was utterly destroyed by mudslides.

Fortunately, there's was the only home to have suffered major damage.

So far the crews on the site have recovered

a cedar hope chest, and that's about all.

[Allison laughing]

Kyle Thunder, KTLW news.

Thank you, Kyle.

And for goodness sake, get in out of the rain.

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