08x08 - Coral Gables

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(HARVEY READING)

LOUIS: Gordon doesn't want to take over.

He just wants to orchestrate a deal where his guys come back, they vote to merge with Zane and we cease to exist.

I just found out that my two partners, Eric Kaldor and Ellen Rand, were willing to s*ab me in the back.

SHEILA: We don't need the sex phone anymore because you hit the bull's-eye.

Oh, my God!

My boys can swim?

I've got a legal situation, and it's personal.

Which means you need me to send one of ours your way.

I was thinking Alex Williams.

I'm guessing firm harmony is why you want Alex and not Samantha.

That, and a little of the nature of the case.

I got my period.

I'm not pregnant.

- But the test said that you...

- It was a false positive.

I'm so sorry.

Samantha Wheeler.

Normally I'm happy to see a former colleague, just not one that walked out the door with half our business.

Then you're really gonna hate it when I att*ck what little business you have left.

You're suing Grayscale.

I'm not.

The federal government is.

Bullshit.

You don't represent the federal government.

According to the False Claims Act, if a company defrauds the United States, any attorney can sue to reclaim those damages.

You can spout any act you want, there's no way you give a sh*t about the US government.

SAMANTHA: You're right, I don't.

But what I do care about is Grayscale Defense coming over to us like they wanted to in the first place.

They never wanted to go anywhere with you.

Then why are you holding them to their five-year agreement?

And before you answer, we both know, it's because if you let them go, they'd leave.

Well, they might have, but now that you're suing them, you just tipped the Grayscales my way.

I forgot you and your puns.

Well, I don't have to pretend they're charming anymore.

So, this is how it's gonna go.

I'm gonna get you in a bear hug, and your only way out is gonna be to let them come to us.

So you can do it now or you can do it later, but trust me, it's gonna happen.

Thank you for stopping by, Samantha.

I'd forgotten how much nicer it is here since you've been gone.

SHEILA: Louis, what are you still doing here?

I took the day off.

And I called your office...

You're taking the day off too.

- But... - No "buts." Sheila, I am taking you to the happiest place on Earth.

Louis, as much as I love Colonial Williamsburg, I can't today.

But our costumes are already in the car.

I appreciate that, Louis, and it's sweet you want to distract me from what happened.

But I was already planning on taking today off anyway.

- You were?

- Yeah.

Louis..

We had a false positive, and if we want a real positive, we have to stop leaving things to chance.

So I made an appointment with the top fertility specialist in the country.

You really think we need a specialist?

I think these things can take time, so the sooner we get some help, the sooner we can hold that baby in our arms.

Well, then what are we waiting for?

Let's go.

- Louis, you don't have to come.

- Sheila, listen to me.

This is as important to me as it is to you, and there is nothing on this Earth that's gonna stop me from being by your side.

Samantha, can I talk to you for a second?

To tell you the truth, I'm a little busy right now.

What you mean is, you're a little busy leveraging Eric Kaldor into giving us one of his clients.

Yeah, that's what I said.

You think this is funny?

What I think is Robert has been going through something, and I want to get him a little present for when he gets back.

In other words, you heard Robert and Alex bonded over whatever he's been going through, you feel your chair at the table is moving down, and you're trying to move it back up.

- So what if I am?

- Then the present you get him better be that client, because I shouldn't have to tell you, Eric Kaldor is no lightweight.

And last I checked, the cases I take aren't your concern.

They are if there's a possibility they could affect this firm's record, so if you take this guy on, - you better win.

- And that won't be a problem, because I know how Kaldor thinks.

I'm sure you do, but in this instance, you picked a fight with the one person who wants to b*at you more than you want to b*at him.

And I already picked this fight, and I'm not backing down now, so unless you want to give me a direct order that I wouldn't follow anyway, I suggest you get out of my way, 'cause I got a case to win.

(SINGING)

See the money, wanna stay for your meal Get another piece of pie for your wife Everybody wanna know how it feel Everybody wanna see what it's like I'll even eat a bean pie I don't mind Me and missy is so early Busy, busy making money All right!

All step back I'm 'bout to dance The greenback boogie There you are.

Gretchen, where the hell is Louis?

You wanna try that again with some civility?

Some what, now?

How about, "Good morning, Gretchen, you look lovely today.

"I bought you this fine latte." You're right.

I'm coming up against a deadline, but that's no excuse to be rude.

Good morning, Gretchen.

Don't you look lovely today?

Now, didn't that feel better?

Actually, it did, and it'll feel even more better when you tell me where Louis is.

I'm not so sure it will.

Louis is gone for the day.

- sh*t.

- What's the problem?

White Mountain Water's putting together a national distribution deal, and to close, we have to agree not to rep any competing distributors for a year.

And you need Louis' approval for a commitment like that.

He already agreed to it.

I just need his signature, but I need it by the end of the day, or the whole deal could fall apart.

Now it's my turn to say, "sh*t." - Gretchen, I need that signature.

- And you will get it.

I'm saying "sh*t" 'cause I know where I have to go.

- Gretchen...

- Alex, just give me the document.

Tell me where you need me to send it.

I give you my word, it'll get there.

Hey.

Cucumber or eucalyptus?

- They have both?

- They have everything.

Did you see the waiting room?

Leather seats, soothing lighting...

I haven't met the guy but I love him already.

- Ms.

Sazs, Mr.

Litt.

- SHEILA: Dr.

McManus.

Thank you so much for seeing us on such short notice.

Please, no "doctor" necessary.

I'm Charles, but everybody calls me...

Chaz.

- Chaz McManus.

- That's right.

Usually people guess "Chuck." Now, I have your files, but I prefer to establish baseline health myself.

- Is that okay?

- Of course.

- What do you need me to do?

- So we'll start with some blood samples.

Just head down that hall, the nurse will show you the way, and when you're back, we can discuss everything - the two of you'd like to accomplish.

- Okay.

I'll see you in a bit.

I'm sorry, do you not...

Remember me?

- I...

- Louis Litt.

Scarsdale High, class of '88.

I'm sorry, I don't remember you, Louis.

You know, I never really felt like I fit in much during high school.

I don't really think about those days.

But I also know I wasn't the nicest kid back then, so if there's any bad blood between us, I hope there's no hard feelings.

So there she was, feet in the stirrups.

Louis is looking, both of them in hospital gowns...

Wait, why was Louis in a gown?

He didn't want her to feel self-conscious.

Oh, that's actually kind of sweet.

You only get to say that because you weren't there, and I shouldn't have to remind you, those gowns don't close in the behind.

So between Louis and Sheila, I had to walk that document in like this.

Come on.

Was she really in the stirrups?

I caught them before they went in the building, but that was the movie that was playing in my head, so as far as I'm concerned, it's just as bad.

Well, the important thing is Alex got his signature and the score remains Gretchen: 1,000,973, world: zero.

Damn right.

Good luck with your stack, Red.

You too, Gretchen.

Oh, and whatever you do, try not to buy another ticket to that movie.

She just had to say that.

JUDGE: Mr.

Kaldor.

This trial is not scheduled for another two weeks, so you'd better have a good reason for calling us here.

I do, Your Honor.

I would like you to remove Ms.

Wheeler from this case.

On what grounds?

On the grounds that you were an attorney of record for my client.

- Is that true, Ms.

Wheeler?

- Absolutely not.

I never worked on their case.

Well, according to this billing sheet, you absolutely did.

This was seven years ago for two hours.

Your Honor, I was an associate.

Someone must have told me to run some copies and bill it to them.

A minute ago you had never worked for them at all, and now it's just running copies?

- Your Honor...

- This is your billing sheet, isn't it?

I mean, this is your signature, isn't it?

Yes, but even if I technically worked for Grayscale, I never had access to privileged information.

And unless you're lying about your billables, a disbarrable offense, by the way, then technically or not, you're bound by privilege.

And, Your Honor, she's prohibited from bringing a suit against an old client.

I'm afraid he's right, Ms.

Wheeler, so unless there's someone else from your firm not bound by privilege, this case is dismissed.

(SCHOOLBELL RINGING)

Louis, you little piece of sh*t.

You ratted me out for cheating in bio?

You're right, I did.

Because it isn't fair what you did, and Mr.

O'Connor grades on a curve.

- That sounded like talk-back.

- (GRUNTS)

Now, because of you, O'Connor gave me an "F," and my old man is gonna k*ll me.

You know what that means?

You're gonna do my homework for the rest of the year, and you're not gonna say a word about it to anyone.

No, I'm not, and you can't make me.

I'm sorry, maybe you weren't listening?

I don't know bio, which means I don't know where the kidneys are.

Now, are they here?

Here, or here?

You still have philosophical reservations against helping me?

Okay, I'll do it!

Just please let me go!

That's my boy.

Every day before first bell, that day's homework is in my hands.

You're ever late, we're gonna take a trip down to the equipment locker in front of the whole school, and I'm gonna lock you in.

Spent the rest of the year racing to school, just terrified I'd be late.

First time I was...

Chaz was true to his word.

Dragged me to the gym, shoved me into an equipment locker and said that if I ever told anyone, next time would be worse.

Louis, you've told me what a hard time you had in your youth, but this...

That's not even the part that I've been thinking about.

You see, by the end...

I just stopped fighting.

So if I was late, Chaz would walk me down the hall, get to the gym, he'd open up the equipment locker door...

I'd hand him his homework and I would walk myself right in.

I can only imagine what you must have felt when you saw him again after all this time.

All he had to say about it was, "No hard feelings." Well, there are hard feelings.

Feelings you have been carrying with you ever since.

That's why I wanna show you this.

It's something that I haven't looked at in 30 years.

Louis, what did Sheila say when you showed her this?

- Show her?

No, I couldn't do that.

- Why not?

'Cause I've been doing research since the minute we left the clinic, hoping that it wasn't true, but there's nobody better than this guy.

If we want our best chances to have this baby, I just have to deal with these feelings.

Then at least let Sheila in on what you're going through, because if you don't let off some steam, there is likely to be an expl*si*n.

Harvey?

I'm sorry to bother you, but do you have a minute?

I don't believe this.

sh*t went sideways with your case already - and you want my help.

- I didn't say that.

You didn't need to, 'cause you're here with your "pass the butter" voice, and I warned you this would happen.

- Maybe you did, but...

- Not "maybe." I said, "You're picking a fight with the wrong guy," and you said you knew what you were doing.

Okay, Harvey.

You were right.

Now you wanna say "I told you so," or do you wanna help me b*at this guy?

You don't wanna know what I want to do, but since I can't do that, I guess I have to help you.

If what you're wanting to do is take a swing at me, we can take this into the ring once we're done.

I meant I want to tape your mouth shut, but I heard you talk a big game with your boxing, and trust me, you don't want a piece of this.

I don't just box, Harvey, I kickbox, and my leg is 50 times stronger than your arm.

And picking fights outside of your weight class is how you got into this mess in the first place, so, you wanna figure out how to get out of it?

Or you wanna make up fairy tales about how you'd kick my ass?

I want to figure out how to get out of this.

Then we're gonna go upstairs and order an extra-large pepperoni and cheese, because I might not have picked this fight, but there is no way I am letting Eric "I need a haircut" Kaldor get the better of one of my people.

Hey.

Oh!

What is this for?

For being by my side today.

Of course.

I told you that I would be.

Well, it really set me at ease, and I have to say, Chaz is so knowledgeable, and his bedside manner is a dream.

Right.

He's the best.

We're gonna be swimming in babies by the time he's through with us.

Louis, what's wrong?

Chaz was my bully in high school.

He tortured me my entire junior year.

That's awful.

Why didn't you say something to me?

Because it was 30 years ago, Sheila.

I'm not gonna let something from high school keep us from seeing the best fertility specialist in the country.

- Louis, we can find whoever's second best.

- No, we can't.

If it didn't work out, I'd never forgive myself.

- I can handle it.

- Are you sure?

Trust me...

I'll be okay.

Carla, I got your message.

I came as soon as I could.

Then you need to use that huge retainer we pay you to buy a faster car, 'cause I found out we no longer have a distribution deal.

What the hell are you talking about?

Our distributor that you said we had a done deal with, called to say that they got a better offer.

And if they have a competing offer that fast, they've been negotiating in bad faith this whole time.

I don't give a sh*t what they've been doing.

I want to know what you're gonna do about it.

I'm gonna remind them the only way they can break our deal is if that signature didn't get over there, and if they try to back out for any other reason...

Don't you get it?

There is no other reason.

They're saying that signature never got there.

Carla, I'm telling you, that signature got there, and they're not backing out of anything.

You'd better be right, because our future is based on this expansion, and like I said, you told me it was a done deal.

ALEX: Gretchen, tell me you sent Louis' signature over there today.

I did.

Why?

They're saying they never got it.

Well, that's some Grade-A bullshit.

The courier came and took it this afternoon.

Then either the courier failed to deliver it...

Or these guys are straight-up lying.

Either way, I need you to get me a receipt from that courier.

Then you'll have it by tomorrow.

Don't worry, we'll fix this.

Thanks, Gretchen.

I appreciate you being all over this.

HARVEY: Hold on.

If we can prove you never had any contact with Grayscale, we can argue no privileged relationship existed.

It's an idea, but even if we subpoena everybody from back then, it's not in their interests to clear me so I can sue them.

Plus, Kaldor could still say it doesn't matter because you saw confidential information.

g*dd*mn that man.

All I wanted was to get Robert another client.

I know.

You're a saint, and all you were doing was God's work.

All right, you don't have to rub it in.

I do if we're gonna have any fun tonight.

Speaking of fun, it's late, we just shared a pizza, I have to ask, what is it with you and Robert?

I'm not talking about me and Robert with you.

Oh, so you can tell Donna about yourself - but you can't tell me?

- You know we went out?

Of course I do.

I know everything.

Even the time that you tried to...

No.

You don't know anything.

You're just trying to get me to spill the beans - because Donna wouldn't.

- So what if I am?

Hmm.

That's exactly what I said to you when you called me out on doing this because of Alex.

"So what if I am?" Maybe we're more alike than you thought after all.

And that's what you tried telling me when you first got here.

That night in my office, when you flipped me the bird.

As I recall, you flipped it right back.

Yeah, well, - maybe we really are...

- Wait a second.

"More alike than we thought." What if it's not just you and me?

- What do you got?

- Kaldor.

He said the only way I could get around the billing sheet was to say I'd lied about it.

But what if he's the one who lied, and that sheet never existed?

Looks like someone needs to pay a visit to Eric Kaldor.

- You think you can handle it?

- Why would I handle it?

Because...

You helped me when you didn't have to, and you just said you wanted to have some fun.

And what better way to have some fun than sticking it to Eric Kaldor?

I get it.

You don't just want to get Robert a present.

You want to get me personally invested in your success.

So what if I do?

Okay, Samantha.

I'll take care of Eric.

But before we call it a night, this idea came from you suggesting you're like him, and then you started talking about fabricating evidence...

The answer is no, Harvey.

I've never fabricated evidence in my life.

Hi, I need a receipt for a package I sent with your service.

Of course.

What's your order number?

1-2-6-5-7.

Our records show that package was never sent.

Well, your records are wrong, because you're speaking to the woman who sent it.

I'm sorry, ma'am.

I don't know what to say to that.

Don't say anything.

Just put me through to the courier.

Ma'am, if there's no record in our system, talking to him isn't going to help.

And our couriers are extremely busy, - and I don't have time to...

- Listen here, young lady.

You don't think I'm busy?

I am.

But not too busy to find out where you live, your mother's maiden name, and anything else it takes to make your life a living hell if you don't put me through to that g*dd*mn courier.

I'll see if I can connect him.

- Hello?

- GRETCHEN: Leroy.

- Thank God it's you.

- Yep, it's me, all right.

I understand there is a problem with your pick-up.

There sure is.

I left a package for you this afternoon on my desk.

I know you picked it up because it's gone.

Sorry, Gretchen, it wasn't there.

I waited around, like, for 10 minutes.

I asked the receptionist, and she didn't have it, so I left.

Oh.

Thank you, then, Leroy.

Thanks for your time.

Sorry to put you out.

No problem.

sh*t.

Hello.

You must be Missy.

That's right.

And you are...

A friend of Sandy McClusky's, the woman who used to cover this desk.

I remember Sandy.

She trained me.

Well, tried to, anyway.

Sandy and I came up together in the pool at Johnson Powell along with Rebecca Hart and Pat Nichols.

We went through a lot together.

And how does that have anything to do with me?

Sandy owed me a favor before she retired, and I need to call it in.

So call her.

Well, she's in Coral Gables.

You're the one on this desk now, so the favor falls to you.

I need you to log that you received this yesterday.

The problem with that is I didn't receive it yesterday.

- It was an honest mistake.

- Honest or not, it's yours.

- Why should I cover for you?

- Because Sandy owed me.

That's how we take care of each other.

It's been going on since before you were born.

And your chance to cash in that favor walked out when she did.

- Listen to me, young lady...

- No, you listen to me.

You're asking me to lie to my boss, and I'm not gonna do it, so instead of coming in here, trying to get me to put my ass on the line to honor some 80-year-old tradition, why don't you not screw up in the first place?

You think you're hot sh*t, and you don't need anyone, but one day you're gonna be in the position that I'm in, and you're gonna wish like hell you had a network of people to call on for help.

Maybe I will.

But something tells me by then, you'll be long gone.

Harvey Specter.

Don't tell me.

You're picking up the case I had Samantha booted off of, and now I'm supposed to be shaking with fear.

You think I'd let you off that easy, Eric?

- Not a chance.

- What are you talking about?

There's an old saying, "Accuse the other side of that which you are guilty." There's another old saying, "Get to the point." You said Samantha lied about that billing sheet, which got us thinking, you lied about that billing sheet, and Samantha never worked for Grayscale.

And you say that again, and I will have you sued for slander.

Then I won't say it.

I'll just prove it.

You gonna reach into my brain to get me to admit to something I never did?

No, Eric.

I'll subpoena every bill ever sent, and every billing sheet ever submitted by Samantha, and when they don't add up, we won't need this case to move forward because you'll be disbarred for fabricated evidence.

There's no way I have to hand over proprietary records to a competing firm.

You really want to take that chance over one client?

Let this go, Eric.

It's over.

So it's not enough you had to take my partner and half my business?

You have to come after the rest?

I didn't come after anything.

But as long as we're talking, I didn't take your partner.

You went behind his back to try to steal both our firms, so if you think this little sob story is gonna move me, you might as well pick up a tissue, dab your eyes, and tell it somewhere else.

And when you're finished, you can call Grayscale and let them know they're now represented by me.

Gretchen.

What brings you into my office?

- I need help.

- Let me guess, you're coming to me because you heard I fix things.

I'm coming because when Louis lost his mind on you, you didn't run to Robert.

You went to Harvey, 'cause you knew he needed a friend.

And right now you need a friend.

I screwed up, big-time.

Didn't send a document that needed to be sent, and now Alex Williams is gonna be in deep sh*t.

Gretchen, I may be good, but I can't travel back in time for you.

I know that.

I asked that g*dd*mn secretary to cover for me, but she wouldn't honor the code.

So you want me to make it look like it's her fault and not yours.

That's right.

I'm sorry, I can't do it.

Is this because I told you it could hurt Alex?

This has nothing to do with Alex.

I'm telling you this because what it would take to fix this thing could make it 1,000 times worse, and being your friend means telling you it is not worth it.

- But, Samantha...

- No "buts." You need to go to Alex and tell him the truth, because this is his client, and he deserves to know.

Louis, what are you doing?

You're missing dinner.

It's sloppy joe night, so I'm not missing anything.

But if you must know, I'm writing a contract.

What?

Is that your civics homework or something?

No, Esther.

It's a legally binding document stipulating that I'm required to get even with Chaz McManus by the end of the school year.

You mean because he's putting you in the locker.

Yes, Esther, that's what I mean.

Trust me, Louis.

Whatever you're thinking of doing, Chaz is just gonna make your life a hundred times worse.

Like you'd know anything about dealing with a bully.

Believe me, I do.

Remember when I dropped out of band last year?

You mean when you told Mom you couldn't stand being associated with me?

What I couldn't stand was Carolyn Price picking on me every day.

- I didn't know that.

- Well, now you do.

So do you want my advice or not?

I want it.

Lay low, do what he wants, and hope he forgets you ever existed.

Well, he's not ever going to forget, Esther, - and neither am I.

- Louis, don't you get it?

Guys like Chaz always get their way in high school.

But high school ends, and before you know it, you'll be successful, and he'll be pumping your gas.

Oh, my God.

You're right.

I'm not powerful enough to face him now, but someday I'll show him.

- No, Louis, that's not what I meant.

- Now, excuse me.

I need to reword my contract.

ALEX: Carla, let me call you right back.

I think what we needed just walked into my office.

- She still pissed?

- She won't be once you hand over that receipt.

That's just it, Alex.

There isn't one.

- Come again?

- I never sent the documents over.

Are you sh1tting me?

And you're just coming to me with this now?

I just realized last night what happened.

Then why didn't you come to me last night?

Because I thought I could still fix it.

No, no.

Let's just review.

After you gave me all that bullshit about, "Good morning, Gretchen.

Don't you look lovely," - you f*cking lied to my face.

- It wasn't a lie.

When I found out, I tried to fix it.

Well, you didn't, and when Carla finds out this was on me...

It's my fault.

I'll take the b*llet.

Take the b*llet?

They're not gonna give a sh*t whose fault this is.

It's my client.

It's on my head.

- Is there anything I can do?

- Yeah.

From now on, do what you say you're gonna do, and if for some reason you don't, at least have the courage to tell me before it's too late.

I know we demanded the client, but I never imagined you'd hand-deliver them.

The only thing I'm delivering, Samantha, is an ultimatum.

The thing about giving ultimatums, Eric, is that you need to have the upper hand, and you don't.

Yeah, I thought that too.

But then I thought about what Harvey said, "Accuse the other side "of that which you are guilty," and I think that's what you did to me.

Sorry to disappoint you, but I have never fabricated any evidence.

No, but you buried some.

Corman Ventures.

That was just a personal case I took care of as a favor to Robert.

And I think you broke the law to do it.

You don't know what you're talking about.

Maybe not, but Betty Palmer does.

See, it always bothered me, the circumstances around her leaving, so I decided to give her a call.

Bullshit.

There's no way she'd talk to you.

Why don't you take a stroll on down to Coral Gables to find out?

And when you're finished, if you don't want her telling the entire world what she told me, you're gonna hand over your oldest client.

I'm not gonna just hand over my oldest client to you.

Well, I think you will, because you put me in front of a judge, "Your Honor, I didn't fabricate anything.

"Someone must've made a clerical error." - She has got you dead to rights.

- No.

It's her word against mine.

Well, like Harvey said, you know, you really want to take that chance over one piece of business?

I'll expect my new client's information by tomorrow.

Alex.

You said what we needed had just walked in.

Are you walking in with the same line of bullshit, or a new one?

Carla, I am sorry.

There was a miscommunication.

The document was never sent, - but we can still fix it.

- I'd tell you I appreciate the honesty, but I'd be lying, because that distributor, my distributor, just called to say that they closed with our competitor.

Son of a bitch.

They didn't even give us a chance to counter?

We should never have had to counter.

You're right.

I take full responsibility, and I'll find you another deal.

Another deal?

I am this close to finding another law firm.

- Carla...

- You said there was a miscommunication, so tell me what happened, and don't you dare lie to me again.

One of our secretaries messed up.

She thought the document had been picked up, but it never was.

Then if you want to keep my business, what you're going to do is fire that incompetent secretary.

- Hello, Betty.

- BETTY: Samantha.

- I knew you'd be calling sooner or later.

- Then let's get to it.

I don't know what story you've been telling Eric, but you're not gonna tell it to anyone else.

- And why is that?

- Because you signed an NDA.

And that NDA was with the firm, not you.

And Eric's running it now, and he's not enforcing anything.

Betty, I got you $100,000 and a new job.

Working as state law in Florida.

You make it sound like I won the lottery, when the truth is, I tried to stop you from committing a crime, and instead of listening to me, you ran me out of town.

I had to start my life again from nothing.

And I may not have felt bad about it at the time, but it haunts me to this day.

So what is it you want?

More money?

- Because I can...

- I don't need money.

What I want is to ruin your career like you ruined mine, but what I will settle for is what I got, because you are dealing with the newest junior partner at Rand Kaldor.

Betty, if you help him do this to me...

Save your threats, because last time, it was just me and you.

This time, I have the full backing of Eric Kaldor, and he wants some payback just as much as I do.

(SIGHS)

I'm guessing that the client didn't take it well.

Gretchen told you.

Alex, it was a mistake.

And I had something to do with it, and I know you're upset with Gretchen...

It's not just me that's upset, Donna.

White Mountain said if we don't fire Gretchen, they'll walk.

- You're not seriously considering...

- No.

Donna, I'm trying to figure another way out, but right now I can't.

Okay, well, then maybe we should...

God damn it.

How the hell did she mess this up?

Look, I know it's not great to lose a client, but it happens to everybody.

Well, it's happening to me at the worst possible time, thanks to her.

And I took the envelope with Louis' signature off her desk by mistake.

She thought that the courier took it.

Well, she should have checked.

And she damn sure should have told me the second she knew.

So what are you gonna do?

I'm gonna call them up, offer to waive their bill for the last quarter, and hope that's enough to keep my g*dd*mn client.

How you doing, Louis?

A little nervous.

You?

Little nervous.

Sheila, Louis, thank you for coming in.

We're surprised you asked us to come back so soon.

Well, I didn't want to concern you, but...

Oh, God, is there something wrong with my test results?

It's nothing we can't handle.

You've some cervical fibroids that, unfortunately, your OB missed, and I'd like to remove them.

You mean like surgery?

It's just a simple outpatient laparoscopic procedure.

I've done it hundreds of times.

Then I think we should do it.

Great.

Then I'll set something up in the next two weeks...

Hold on a minute.

Sheila, maybe we should get a second opinion.

Louis, you're welcome to get a second opinion, but I really do think we should go ahead and schedule the surgery now.

That way we've it on the books.

And for the record, this is my area of expertise, and I really do think that...

YOUNG CHAZ: If you know what's good for you, you'll get in that locker.

Litt, I could punch you before you get in, or you could just get in.

Aren't you forgetting something?

Well, Louis, what do you think of that plan?

I don't give a sh*t what your area of expertise is.

We're not gonna schedule a g*dd*mn thing with you, now or ever, and if you lay one hand on the woman I love, I swear to God, I'll b*at the sh*t out of you.

Well, Louis, what do you think of that plan?

I see no reason why we need a second opinion.

We'll do whatever you say.

Great, then it's all settled.

Hey, Samantha.

Donna, whatever it is, I'm kind of busy.

I can see that.

Does it have anything to do with why you pushed three client meetings at the last minute?

I didn't realize you kept such close tabs on my calendar.

I don't, but when those clients get brushed off by their lawyer, I'm the one they call.

And I told them those meetings will be back on the books as soon as I'm back from my trip.

What trip?

You haven't submitted a travel request.

And I won't be, because this is personal.

Okay, does this have anything to do with Eric Kaldor coming here today?

It has to do with me needing to get down to Florida and you not telling anyone.

- Samantha...

- Donna, just let me do what I do.

Let me get this straight.

You want me to keep something from Harvey and Robert, that I'm pretty sure might blow up in both their faces, without telling me what it is?

- Yes, I do.

- Well, I'm not sure I can do that.

You know what, Donna?

If you wanna tell someone, go ahead.

Doesn't matter, 'cause I'm getting on that plane anyway.

Okay.

Go ahead and catch your plane.

I just hope you know what you're doing.

HARVEY: Whatever you're up to, it's not gonna happen, 'cause you're not getting on that plane.

- Donna told you.

- You're damn right Donna told me.

I don't believe it.

She led me to think that...

Samantha, when I asked you if you fabricated evidence, you said you hadn't, and I believed you.

- But now I think you have.

- Harvey.

I think you fabricated evidence, Kaldor is using it to blackmail you and now you're about to head to wherever the hell you're going to stop it.

- Are you finished?

- Am I right?

I didn't lie to you, and I never fabricated evidence.

What the hell's going on here?

Five years ago, we had a case.

Criminal.

One of our CEO's adult children was charged with attempted m*rder.

- The pharmaceutical guy's daughter.

- That's the one.

And I did what it took to get her out of it.

And what exactly did it take?

I buried evidence.

- I don't f*cking believe this.

- But before you say anything...

You let a guilty woman off.

She wasn't guilty, and I know it.

And that's exactly what my old mentor sounded like when it ended up that he put away a man - for a m*rder he didn't commit.

- Well, I'm not him, and I'm not gonna apologize for doing what I had to.

I don't give a sh*t if you apologize or not.

We're gonna fix this thing.

You're damn right we are, and we're gonna fix it by putting Betty Palmer on ice.

Who the hell is Betty Palmer?

The woman I got rid of from Rand Kaldor who tried to stop me from doing what I did.

Eric found her.

You know what?

I don't care who she is.

We're gonna fix this, by you giving them your client.

There is no way I am giving one of my clients to the man who stabbed Robert in the back.

And there's no way I'm letting you do God-knows-what to a woman who tried to stop you from breaking the law.

- God damn it, you...

- That's enough!

Give me your client.

Do it now, or I swear to God, I'll hand you in for burying evidence myself.

I wanted to say something, to tell him I don't trust him, to tell him I hate him...

Anything.

But I didn't.

I just sat there, took it.

Louis, I'd like to try an exercise with you.

What kind of exercise?

Close your eyes.

Now, imagine you are walking down that hallway with Chaz to the locker.

I don't want to.

LIPSCHITZ: Trust me.

Just try it, and, Louis, I'd like you to envision yourself not as a young person, but as you are now.

So...

Tell me what you see.

(EXHALES)

LOUIS: It's horrible.

I want to stop walking, but I can't.

My legs just keep going.

I see people looking.

BOY: What a loser.

LOUIS: Some are laughing.

Some don't give a sh*t.

The worst are the ones who pity me.

We get to the gym.

It's empty.

We walk up to the equipment locker.

He opens the door.

I can't stop my hand.

I give him his homework.

I don't want to go in there, but I just don't have it in me to fight anymore.

LIPSCHITZ: Louis, I need you to go into that locker.

LOUIS: I don't want to.

LIPSCHITZ: I know.

Okay.

LIPSCHITZ: Louis, one more thing.

LOUIS: Okay, he's in here with me now.

LIPSCHITZ: Good.

Now, what would you like to say to him?

- I don't know.

- Louis...

I am telling you, I don't know.

I do.

You signed a contract with me, and you didn't live up to it.

I wanted to, but I couldn't.

- Why not?

- Because it's not just about my feelings anymore.

It's about Sheila, our future, having a baby.

What good is having a baby if you can't protect it?

That's not fair.

If I lashed out at Chaz, I'd ruin our chance at having a child to protect.

Bullshit.

That's just an excuse.

You didn't say anything to Chaz because you were afraid.

- That's not true.

- You gave me your word.

The word of a stupid teenager that didn't understand anything.

- I grew up!

- You didn't do anything except let him humiliate us again, like you swore you would never do.

You're right.

I did.

I was afraid.

I'm still afraid.

I'll always be afraid.

No, Louis, you won't.

You don't have to be afraid of Chaz anymore.

Why not?

Because I just remembered another promise we made to ourselves, when we were all alone in here.

You mean, if no one was looking, we should just go ahead and start...

- Not that one.

- Don't judge me.

- We were in here a long time.

- I mean, we were in here in the dark, wondering if we'd ever get out.

We started to cry, and we made a promise to ourself that one day, if we ever have children, we'd teach our son to treat people with respect, and to never, ever be like Chaz.

- I'd forgotten that.

- So did I, until you just admitted you were afraid too.

If you don't mind, I'd like to break that contract so I can keep that promise.

I don't mind.

- So it's a deal?

- Deal.

Jesus.

So this is where it comes from.

Hey, look at that.

The door's open.

Come on, what do you say we get out of here?

I don't know what to say, Stan.

I never would've remembered that promise without you.

I just helped you see that a part of you has always still been in that locker, and what you needed was someone to be in there with you.

- You mean you?

- No, Louis.

I mean you.

Stop right there.

I want to take this in.

Samantha Wheeler, coming in to kiss my ring.

I'm not kissing sh*t.

I'm coming to give you this.

My ring or my ass.

I don't care.

I win either way.

No, Betty Palmer wins, because she's the one who's going to represent this client.

You want to try that again?

I said, Betty is the one getting this client, and the only reason I'm bringing their file here instead of to her office is because I don't think the one you gave her is big enough for someone who's about to make senior partner.

I don't think you quite get how losing works.

You see, you don't get to dictate the terms.

I didn't lose, Eric.

I chose not to fight anymore, but I could change my mind.

Bullshit.

You're trying to ease your guilt about screwing over a woman who was trying to do the right thing.

You're right.

I am.

And you have no idea how much losing this client is going to cost me, but Betty does, which means she'd be more than happy to dig through your files and find my original billing sheet, you know, the one that can get you kicked out of the bar.

Eric, you said if I brought the client over, this would be over.

It's not my fault you're a shitty negotiator.

So make Betty a senior partner and move on, or this firm is gonna lose another name off its wall, and this time, it'll be yours.

DONNA: Gretchen, can I talk to you for a second?

- Don't tell me.

- You were right.

They did demand that Alex fire you.

- He refused.

- No.

Mmm-mmm.

I can't let that happen.

What?

I'm going to tell Robert it was my fault.

I'll retire.

Maybe that'll save Alex's client.

Gretchen, what happened was as much my fault as yours.

Alex was right.

I should've followed up with Leroy.

It was a simple mistake.

And I should've been able to fix it!

I tried to call in every favor I could.

That woman laughed me out of the office.

And I always told myself, when I ran out of juice, I'd hang it up.

Well, turns out, I'm squeezed dry.

Gretchen, I can't tell you when it's time, but I can tell you that it took Mike going to prison for Harvey to learn that some mistakes can't be fixed, and I'll tell you something else.

The night that Mike went away, Harvey thought about hanging it up, too, but if he tapped out, he couldn't fight to get Mike out, and deep down, he knew that he still had a lot of fight left in him.

What if I don't?

You wouldn't be telling me this if you didn't, because offering to retire is just another way of fighting to fix it.

How am I supposed to look Alex in the eye tomorrow?

You just do it, and it'll be okay, because someone who would offer to pack it in for him doesn't come around very often.

In fact, when he finds out about it, I bet he is in my office bright and early, saying you should get a raise.

You're saying you're willing to give me a raise?

- No.

You just lost this firm a huge client.

- (LAUGHS)

Thanks, Red.

I hope that when you're thinking about packing it in, you have someone like you to talk you out of it too.

Gretchen, get yourself on over here.

HARVEY: Hey.

Is it done?

It's done.

For what it's worth, we threw some good punches.

Just doesn't feel that way.

Well, maybe that's a good thing.

How's that?

Because the next time Kaldor comes around, you're gonna remember how this felt.

What do you say we hit the gym and go a few rounds?

- Not tonight.

- Why not?

Because I'd feel bad that I'd lost a client, and I'd let you win, and I don't want to let you win.

You really think you can b*at me, don't you?

I know I can.

Isn't that what you thought about Eric Kaldor?

That's different, and you know it.

Let me tell you something, Samantha.

I never thought I could lose until Mike Ross went to prison.

I still don't ever think I'm gonna lose, but I know in the back of my mind that one time I did.

It's just a thought.

I'll keep that in mind.

Good night, Harvey.

Good night, Samantha.

Harvey?

Just so you know, if I had another chance to keep an innocent woman out of prison, I'd do it again.

That's between you and your maker, but if there is a next time, how about you make sure there aren't any Betty Palmers?