The Lincoln Lawyer (2022) s04e10 Episode Script

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- [tense music playing]
- Dana Berg for the People, Your Honor.
When you think you've seen it all.
I should up my self-promotion game,
so I am running
my own bus bench ads and billboards.
LA is the city of billboard lawyers.
[Izzy] So Sam went through the trouble
to retrofit a semitruck,
got a commercial driver's license
under a fake name
so he could get a job
at some biofuel company?
"Bleeding the beast."
It's what con artists call a scam
that targets the government.
I'm sure Jack is anxious to have
you back. How long has it been?
[Maggie] Six months, almost.
You are betraying
everything you used to stand for, Maggie.
I am not the one
throwing around baseless charges
to save a little face
and prop up a sinking case.
[Lorna] Legal had a heart attack.
He's gone, Mickey.
[Gazarian] We gotta go.
It doesn't matter what I did.
I wasn't thinking about the consequences.
[Maggie] From bad to worse,
there goes our star witness.
- [car alarm blaring]
- [Cisco] Jeanine, Gazarian's dead.
We need to leave.
We believe Sam Scales was running a scam
with Alex Gazarian
to defraud the government.
The only people who can confirm this
are Agent Ruth and Agent Vasquez.
Shouldn't be hard to track them.
Agent Ruth was in court
for some of today's testimony.
[Stones] One of these agents was here?
The bench warrant
will be issued within the hour.
Where are you taking me? Hey!
- [music swells, then fades]
- Hey!
[tense music playing]
This is because I got you guys in trouble
for listening in on my phone calls.
Hey, you can't do this! Hey!
Where the hell are we going?
[Bennett] Just relax, will you?
[line beeps]
[suspenseful music playing]
Get out.
Go on.
[opening theme music playing]
Who's there?
[music fades]
[distant train horn blaring]
Mr. Haller. Thanks for meeting me.
As if I had a choice.
[Ruth] I apologize for the drama.
I had to get to you before you called
someone and said something stupid.
Like what?
Like my driver was kidnapping me?
You'll be taken home safely
once we're done. I give you my word.
All because of a bench warrant?
I'm sorry, Agent. That was
the only way to get you in court.
I don't think you get it, Mr. Haller.
I'm not coming to court,
and neither is Agent Vasquez.
Yeah, well, the judge will beg to differ.
Someone high up from the Bureau will talk
to someone in the state AG's office,
and somebody will make a call.
It's beyond my pay grade.
Do you understand?
The Bureau isn't going to sink
an investigation this big
to save one defense lawyer.
So what, you're just gonna let me
go to prison for the rest of my life
for a murder you know I didn't commit?
We wouldn't be here
if you hadn't insisted on a speedy trial.
We would've wrapped up our case.
Yours would've been thrown out.
Well, I apologize
for exercising my constitutional right
not to rot in jail
until it's convenient for you.
- I didn't know anything about your case.
- My hands are tied, Haller.
I'm sorry. Genuinely.
But don't worry.
Once we're done,
we're gonna set this right.
Once you're done?
You mean after I get convicted of murder?
After my reputation is destroyed?
After I go to prison for a year or two?
[Ruth] Look at the bright side.
At least California has a moratorium
on the death penalty, right?
You're actually serious. You
You feds think you can do
whatever you want.
I [scoffs]
[laughs bitterly]
If I'm gonna be collateral damage,
you need to tell me
what it's for right now.
- I can't do that.
- Bullshit.
Why did you slip me that incident report
if you weren't gonna help me?
- Don't know what you're talking about.
- Don't lie. It was you.
You threatened me
with a misconduct investigation.
- Did you forget that part?
- You could have made that go away.
You did it because you knew what was
happening to me was wrong. Simple as that.
Please, Agent, just just tell me.
What's going on?
Bleeding the beast.
It's not just a one-off scam.
It's happening all over the country.
About a dozen refineries
that we know of so far.
Including Biogreen?
The thing is,
the scam may play out in different ways,
but in the end, it's always the same.
- It's just like your EPA expert testified.
- [pensive music playing]
A truck leaves the refinery
loaded with biofuel for delivery.
[scanner beeps]
See you on the rebound.
[Ruth] The same truck comes back later
carrying raw feedstock,
and they make this run
multiple times a day.
But the contents
of the barrels never change.
They just keep running
the same cooking grease in and out
and changing the labels.
And every time, they bill
the government all over again for it.
The players behind the scam
are all the same too.
Some of the biggest organized crime
groups in America, taking in millions.
That's where Sam came in.
We needed somebody on the inside,
preferably someone
with a record that we could turn.
- You needed your fingerprints off of it.
- [music fades]
That's why you took Sam's wallet
from the morgue. Isn't it?
You didn't want anybody
connecting him to Biogreen
and exposing your investigation.
Sam was supposed to get you
to Alex Gazarian.
Gazarian was gonna move you
up the food chain,
only now they're both dead.
All the more reason
that we can't compromise
this investigation any further.
- [tense music playing]
- Tell that to Sam.
What happened to Sam Scales
is unfortunate.
Unfortunate? That's
one way of putting it.
He's dead. And it's your fault.
- How?
- [Mickey] Stop playing dumb.
Gazarian found out
Sam was informing on him.
That's why he took him out.
That's a plausible theory,
but that's not what happened.
What the hell did happen?
Why else did Gazarian kill Sam?
Because
Sam was stealing from Alex.
That's why Alex had him whacked.
- Alex didn't know anything about the FBI.
- [music fades]
Jeez, he would've
killed Sam sooner if he had.
And [sighs] I'm probably next.
Well, I got a crew who can keep you safe
for the time being, but who knows?
Maybe the Armenians
won't even bother to come after you.
Seriously? These people
just killed a member of their own family.
Think they're gonna think twice
about taking me out?
[Maggie] I can probably get you
some kind of protection,
but first, I need the truth.
I need to know everything you know.
All of it.
But I need you to be honest.
You understand?
Did you actually witness Sam's murder?
[Jeanine] No, nothing like that.
Alex kept me away
from the ugly stuff, but
I know about Biogreen.
He put my name on it so there wouldn't be
a paper trail back to him.
And how did Sam even become involved
with Biogreen in the first place?
As pissed off as Alex could get
when someone tried
to pull one over on him,
he also knew good work when he saw it.
Sam tricked him
with some art gallery scam a while back.
Yeah, yeah, we are
aware of that incident.
[pensive, rhythmic music]
[Jeanine] Well,
Alex was impressed in spite of himself,
and they connected after that.
Sam had a lot of skills.
Skills Alex figured he could use
to run the Biogreen operation.
[Maggie] And by the Biogreen operation,
you mean the fraud
they were pulling, right?
Yeah, Sam did most of the groundwork.
He even got a truck license
to help pull it off, and it worked.
Money was flowing,
Alex's family was happy,
which meant Alex was happy.
Let me guess, until he started noticing
some money missing?
[Jeanine] Alex couldn't understand
why the math wasn't adding up.
[music intensifies]
Then he figured out
that Sam set up his own shell company
and was taking a cut of the subsidies
that were supposed to be going
to Alex's family.
[Maggie] Sam was scamming the scammers.
Classic Sam. Couldn't help himself.
Yeah, well, neither could Alex.
And you're positive of this?
When he made us go on the run,
I forced him to tell me the truth.
I said to him,
I wasn't gonna go anywhere with him
if he didn't tell me
exactly what the hell was going on.
[Maggie] And what did he tell you?
[Jeanine] When he found out that Sam
was ripping him off, he lost his shit.
[Sam] Hey.
- What, is there a problem?
- You could say that.
Oh, come on, Alex. Look, look, look.
Whatever it is, we can work it out.
I got the Oh God!
Relax, very nice.
[music fades]
But how did he end up
in the trunk of Mickey Haller's car?
Alex hated Haller
because he pushed him
into pleading the Fifth
at that chef's trial.
I mean, he lost the Olympic contract.
He had to sell his construction company.
Otherwise, he never
would've been running Biogreen at all.
So taking out Sam
and pinning it on Mickey
solved all of his problems
at the same time?
Yeah.
Something like that.
Except I'm betting his family
didn't appreciate the attention
that came with it.
So they decided to cauterize that wound.
- [Jeanine inhales]
- [tense music playing]
Dummy never
thought things through. [huffs]
[Jeanine sighs]
He never thought that
[sniffles]
his family would turn on him.
Fucking idiot.
[horn blaring]
[music fades]
[car starts]
[line ringing]
[phone vibrating]
Excuse me.
- Mickey, where have you been?
- It's a long story.
Agent Ruth wanted to meet.
Are you still at the house?
No. Um Cisco called.
I'm down here in Orange County
with him and Jeanine Ferrigno.
[Mickey] I hope she can help
because Agent Ruth made it very clear
the FBI is not gonna take the stand.
[Maggie] Yeah, she told me everything.
According to her,
Gazarian had no idea
that Sam was informing to the FBI.
That's what I heard too.
They killed him
because he was skimming off the top.
Legal was right.
There really is no honor among thieves.
Doesn't matter. The thing that matters
is getting Jeanine to testify.
She's the only one
who can put this on Gazarian.
Just give me a sec.
She's never gonna testify, Mickey.
We'll subpoena her if we have to.
[Maggie] She'll just lie
and say she doesn't know anything,
or she'll take the Fifth.
She's on the run
from the people who killed her boyfriend.
Think she's just
gonna get up there and name names?
Well, can you get her protection?
I told her I'd try, but [sighs]
as a defense attorney, how?
If I was the DA, sure, but
Dana Berg's not gonna play ball.
Neither are the feds.
They don't want anybody testifying.
All they care about
is protecting their case.
They're not gonna help me.
[intriguing music playing]
Unless we force their hand.
- How?
- Let me worry about that.
Sit tight. I'll call you back.
[phone vibrating]
Hello? Who is this?
[Lorna] Agent Dawn Ruth?
Yes. I'll ask again, who is this?
I have a message from Mickey Haller.
You should probably look out your window.
[Ruth scoffs]
[Ruth sighs]
- Hello, Ms. Crane.
- Mickey was right.
About what?
Juan really does sell the best paletas.
What do you want?
I think it's more about
what you want, actually,
which is to protect your Biogreen case
and find somebody who can
connect the dots to Alex Gazarian.
Whether in private
or, you know, in open court.
If you're talking about Jeanine Ferrigno,
then it's a good thing you're here today.
As I'm sure you're aware,
Miss Ferrigno is a person of interest
in an ongoing federal investigation.
So I think
it's in everyone's best interest
if you escort her
to the Bureau's lobby ASAP.
Oh, that is not in my best interest
or in Mickey's.
Okay, I know you think you're
helping Mr. Haller, but you're not.
[Lorna] I know
who's not helping Mr. Haller.
The FBI.
And since that's the case,
he really has no choice
but to put Ms. Ferrigno on the stand
and hear everything she has to say,
and I mean everything.
If I were you, I'd bring popcorn.
- Ms. Crane.
- [line beeps]
Ms. Crane.
[indistinct chattering]
[music fades]
[Lorna breathes deeply]
- [door opens]
- [bailiff] All rise.
[Stone] Be seated, please.
Does the defense
have any more witnesses to call?
Uh
- Yes, yes, Your Honor, we do.
- [tense music playing]
If, uh
If the court would
allow me just a moment.
Thank you.
[indistinct whispering]
[hushed muttering in courtroom]
[Stone] Mr. Haller?
Perhaps today?
[Mickey clears throat]
Thank you, Your Honor.
Uh, the defense calls
[breathes deeply]
- The
- [Maggie sighs]
The defense calls
calls
[music intensifies]
[inaudible speech]
[music intensifies]
One moment, Mr. Haller.
Of course.
[indistinct speech]
[sighs] Members of the jury,
my sincere apologies for this, uh,
unfortunate delay,
but the court must take a short recess.
I'll see counsel
in my chambers immediately.
[tense music continues]
[music fades]
[Stone] Ms. Berg, Ms. McPherson,
you both obviously know
District Attorney Suarez.
- [door closes]
- I assume you do as well, Mr. Haller.
We've met.
Can I ask what this is all about, Adam?
- [knocking at door]
- [door opens]
I take it you're from the FBI.
Yes, Your Honor.
Thank you for seeing us on short notice.
I'm Stephen Tremblay, the special agent
in charge of the Los Angeles field office,
and this is my colleague,
Agent Dawn Ruth.
Well, I guess someone
touched a nerve somewhere.
Judge, it's come to our attention
that the defense in this trial
is about to call a witness,
Jeanine Ferrigno,
but the information
that Ms. Ferrigno might share
is extremely sensitive and highly relevant
to an ongoing federal investigation,
an investigation
that would be directly imperiled
by this information coming to light.
When Agent Ruth
brought this to my attention,
I immediately consulted
with District Attorney Suarez.
He agreed that Ms. Ferrigno cannot
be permitted to testify at this time.
In fact, we believe
that Ms. Ferrigno's life is in danger
because of the information she possesses,
and accordingly,
we have a team of US Marshals prepared
to take her into protective custody.
That's, uh, all very interesting, Agents,
but it seems the FBI has a slight problem.
Mr. Suarez doesn't decide
who gets to testify in my courtroom.
I do.
[Suarez clears throat]
- Of course, that's true, Your Honor.
- [pensive music playing]
But what I can do
is offer a resolution to this case,
one that will hopefully render
Ms. Ferrigno's testimony unnecessary.
What do you mean, a resolution?
Having taken the totality
of the circumstances into account,
my office is prepared to drop the charges
against Mr. Haller.
What?
Provided he's amenable
to an agreement, of course.
You've gotta be fucking kidding me!
Ms. Berg, you get one warning.
This was it.
What kind of agreement?
Well, first of all,
we'll need your silence and cooperation
until the federal case is adjudicated.
And when would that be?
Obviously, we can't say.
So we're clear, a jury has been
impaneled. Jeopardy has attached.
[Suarez] Correct.
Mr. Haller can never be retried.
We will move
to dismiss the case with prejudice.
And what would be
the basis for this dismissal?
[Suarez] My office will make a statement
that we've come
into possession of new evidence,
which casts grave doubt
on the validity of the case.
[Dana scoffs quietly]
Happens all the time.
Yeah, sure, happens all the time
in cases no one's paying attention to.
You're saying you'll drop the charges,
but I can never say why?
No one will ever present this evidence
showing I was wrongly accused
or apologize or
[Dana scoffs]
See?
Even now, your prosecutor
still thinks I did it.
- "If it quacks like a duck"
- Dana.
[pensive music continues]
You know what?
I think I'll pass.
You'd rather take your chances
with a verdict?
If taking a deal means I have a cloud
over my head for the rest of my life, yes.
I leave my fate in the hands of the jury.
And when I get a "not guilty,"
maybe then you can finally accept
you got it wrong.
Juries get it wrong all the time.
I can also tell the world how I was
set up right under the FBI's nose
and how the DA's office
went right along with it
and railroaded me.
So, yeah. I think I
like that deal better.
What do you want?
I want the same thing I wanted
from the beginning.
The only thing. I want
my reputation back.
I want my innocence.
And how do you propose we give you that?
I want a
I want a public statement
from the DA's office
that completely exonerates me
of any crime.
And I want her to deliver it.
Go to hell, Haller.
She is the one calling me a murderer
for the last four months.
She's the one
the world needs to hear it from.
Let's say, for the sake of argument,
we can accommodate that.
Anything else?
Yes. Officer Roy Collins from the LAPD.
He was waiting for me that night.
Everyone here knows it.
I was framed for this,
and I was stuck in jail
and nearly killed while my name
was dragged through the mud.
I don't run the LAPD, Haller.
No, but you have a public integrity unit.
I want this fully investigated.
Fine.
We'll open a case.
In good faith.
You have my word.
Very well.
The defense accepts the offer.
[music intensifies]
Just when you think you've seen it all.
Mr. Haller,
I, uh
I'm genuinely sorry
you had to be put through this.
But pending final paperwork from the
district attorney's office, of course,
you are now free to go.
And I hope the next time
I see you in my courtroom,
it's on the lawyer's side of the table.
Thank you, Your Honor.
[poignant music playing]
[indistinct chatter]
[Mickey breathes shakily]
- [music subsides]
- [Mickey sighs]
I know I could've
Hey, hey, hey.
It's okay.
[poignant music playing]
[Maggie] It's okay.
It's over, Mickey.
We won.
- [Mickey sighs deeply]
- Yeah.
We won.
Hey.
It's okay.
[Mickey breathes deeply]
- [door opens]
- [poignant music continues]
[door closes]
[music builds]
[Ruth] Haller.
[music fades]
Where's Jeanine Ferrigno?
We need to put her in protective custody.
San Clemente, I think.
San Clemente.
But you were
just about to call her on the stand.
- Yeah, about that
- [quirky music playing]
[Lorna] I know
who's not helping Mr. Haller. The FBI.
Since that's the case,
he really has no choice
but to put Ms. Ferrigno on the stand
and hear everything she has to say,
and I mean everything.
If I were you, I'd bring popcorn.
Walk fast and don't look back.
- Do you think that worked?
- It better, or Mickey goes to prison.
You guys really color
outside the lines at your firm.
Any chance you're hiring?
Don't worry.
I have my investigator with her.
- She's safe and sound.
- [line ringing]
Hey, Mick. How'd it go?
[Mickey] Like clockwork. She ready?
As she'll ever be.
[Mickey] All right, sit tight.
The cavalry's on their way.
Okay.
They're sending the Marshals for you.
- Where are they gonna put me?
- I don't know. Albuquerque?
Albuquerque?
- [phone pings, vibrates]
- That's where you can find her.
[quirky music continues]
Fucking Haller.
[music transitions to upbeat rock music]
[music ends]
[Maggie] That was delicious.
- Thank you, Elena.
- [Mickey] Ah, yes.
[in Spanish] Mom, it was delicious.
It turned out great.
You're welcome.
I know how much you love my posole.
[in English] Didn't I see you
bring in DoorDash bags?
Hayley, I don't know
what you're talking about.
It's okay, Abuela.
You cooked so much in Mexico,
it's no surprise you need a break.
Well, it turns out
that actually, they have
very good Mexican food in Los Angeles.
Not as good as yours, Mamá.
Aw, that's the right thing to say, baby.
[in Spanish] I'll help with the dishes.
- [in English] Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.
[Maggie sighs]
Hayley and I should get going.
Traffic's gonna be dying down.
Yeah.
Thank you for everything, Maggie.
You don't need to thank me.
Ah, yes, I do. I
I know how much
you put on hold to help me.
Your job, your home in San Diego.
- Jack.
- [Maggie] And they'll all still be there.
I think, anyway.
Yeah. I don't know
how I can ever repay you.
For starters, you could avoid
being framed for murder again.
I'll do my best.
[Maggie chuckles]
But seriously, if the tables were turned,
you'd have done the same for me.
You know I would.
Even though we both know
I'd never need to.
Well, I do tend to conduct my business
in a slightly more conventional way
than you do.
- Just slightly.
- [Maggie] Mm.
You know, I think the biggest thing
I've learned from all this is, uh,
a lot of people think I'm an asshole.
You just learned that now?
Well, it became more painfully obvious.
[both laugh]
[tender music playing]
[Maggie breathes deeply]
Come here.
I wish you could stay longer, Maggie.
I know.
I am really glad this nightmare is over.
For all of us.
But it's time for me
to get back to my life.
But I'm always a phone call away,
and Hayley will be back up here
before you know it.
You stay out of trouble, Haller.
No promises.
[Maggie] Hayley, we gotta go.
Mom, are you happy in San Diego?
What?
Where's that coming from?
What? I'm going to college next year.
You can talk to me.
[Maggie chuckles]
[sighs]
Well, the truth is
I miss LA.
My friends, my old colleagues.
Dad?
Yeah, I miss your dad.
But I have to get back to my job.
What about Jack?
What about Jack?
Well, you didn't say
you had to get back to Jack.
[Maggie sighs]
Long-distance relationships are tough,
and things with Jack are tense.
Don't get me wrong.
I like Jack, but maybe
- Okay.
- I don't know.
I don't know. Forget it.
It's none of my business.
What?
It just doesn't seem like
you're that into him.
[hesitates] Okay.
I mean,
you looked kind of sad leaving Dad.
Am I wrong?
[Maggie] Hmm.
I am kind of sad.
But
Mom, I see how
the two of you are together.
It's complicated.
It's always been complicated
with your father and me.
But my life is in San Diego right now,
and I have to make that work.
You understand?
[upbeat music playing]
Ooh, ooh ♪
Ooh, ooh, ooh ♪
[Lorna] No, come on.
- [Izzy] Are we going?
- Oh my God.
Okay, wait. Hold on.
- [Cisco chuckles]
- Oh. Ha!
- I'm not even in it now.
- I'm going. Okay.
- This is not working.
- Well, the billboard's too big.
Cisco, maybe if you hold the phone.
Your arm's longer.
There. Okay?
- Okay. That's better.
- Yeah.
- Now I'm not
- No.
Okay, this is silly.
I don't need to be in this selfie.
Thank you, Grace. Everybody say, "queso"!
- [all] Queso!
- [camera clicks]
Okay, now, um, one just of me.
- Yeah.
- Okay, go, go, go.
Go, go, go. Okay, I'm ready.
- Yeah.
- All right.
Just like that.
Very cute. Yes.
Ooh.
Okay, I think we got it.
We're going to Angel's Tacos
if you wanna come.
No, because tonight,
for the first time in months,
I actually have solo time with
my husband, so I'm going to pass.
- Totally get it.
- Grace, see you at the spa tomorrow?
Yes, it is in my calendar.
- Great.
- [Izzy] Okay.
Bye.
Bye.
The spa?
Yeah, uh, didn't really have a choice.
I think she wants to grill me. I figured
I should just get it over with, you know?
Well, at least you get a mud bath
while you're ripping off the Band-Aid.
That is a good point.
You're gonna grill her?
- Over the sauna coals.
- Good girl.
So proud of you, babe.
You're also very photogenic.
You don't think it's too much?
I think it's late
to be asking that question.
I'm just so happy that we can finally
get back to a sense of normalcy now.
I hope so.
No, I'm serious.
Mickey's case was a bulldozer.
I felt like it was pulling us apart.
Kind of freaked me out a little.
Just a little.
Hey.
Promise me
we're not gonna let that happen again.
I was gonna say the same thing to you.
We just have to find ways
to spend time together,
no matter what is going on,
even when work sends you to Palm Springs.
Oh! Next time,
you should let me come to the stakeout.
How much fun would that be?
You do realize
it wasn't a desert vacation.
I was working and somebody died.
Oh, yes, that was very tragic.
Well, it won't always be easy,
but we need to remember
that we're a team,
and no distractions get in the way
of the most important thing,
which is spending quality time
with the man I love.
[romantic music playing]
- [tires screech]
- [loud crash]
- [Lorna gasps]
- [music fades]
I'll be right back.
[quirky music playing]
Are you okay? Good. I'm Lorna Crane.
You might know me from my billboard.
Um, call me. Thank you.
[music fades]
One, two, three, four, five, six! ♪
Roadrunner, roadrunner ♪
Going faster miles an hour ♪
Gonna drive past the Stop 'n' Shop ♪
With the radio on ♪
I'm in love with Massachusetts ♪
And the neon when it's cold outside ♪
And the highway
When it's late at night ♪
Got the radio on ♪
I'm like the roadrunner ♪
All right ♪
I'm in love with modern moonlight ♪
128 when it's dark outside ♪
I don't feel so bad now in the car ♪
Don't feel so alone,
got the radio on ♪
[phone rings]
What's up, Izzy?
[Izzy] You get your car back
from the impound lot?
Uh-huh.
Not gonna lie. Kind of freaks me out
that you're driving that thing again.
I mean, Sam Scales was dead in the trunk.
I had it professionally cleaned, so
Did you also have an exorcism?
Because I mean
Izzy, Gazarian took enough from me.
I'm not giving up my car too.
Although I've been thinking,
I do need some kind of change.
I I might put my house on the market.
Well, that also seems sensible.
It's been made by the Armenian mob.
Not to mention
the DEA, FBI, various cartels.
We don't need a whole list.
- How many times has it been broken into?
- Okay.
[phone ringing]
Uh, hold on.
Haller and Associates, please hold.
- Are you coming into the office today?
- exonerates Michael Haller of
[Izzy] Your press conference
is getting a ton of coverage.
The phone's been ringing off the hook.
I don't know yet. I'm kind of thinking
I'm just gonna drive around
all afternoon like the old days.
Got it, boss.
Got plans for dinner?
No, I'm gonna have a quiet night at home.
I'm gonna try a new pasta recipe.
Recipe?
What is happening?
All that time in jail made me appreciate
a home-cooked meal, you know?
[scoffs] Next thing I know,
you'll be buying a treadmill.
If you sell your house,
do you have to disclose
that Sam was killed in your garage?
Well, the case is dropped,
so it's kind of a gray area.
Is it?
Yeah, okay. I gotta go, Izzy.
Right ♪
Bye bye! ♪
[music ends]
["You Get What You Give" playing over PA]
[phone pings]
Age fourteen
We got you down on your knees ♪
So polite
We're busy still saying please ♪
Frenemies, who when you're down
Ain't your friend ♪
Every night we smash a Mercedes-Benz ♪
First we run
And then we laugh till we cry ♪
[intriguing music playing]
[woman] Hey.
- Hi.
- [Mickey] Hey.
Uh, this is weird,
but you're Mickey Haller, right?
Yeah, that's me. I
didn't catch your name.
- [woman] Get down.
- What?
Shit, get down!
- [gunshot]
- [people screaming]
[repeated gunshots]
- [clamoring]
- [Mickey gasping]
[car alarms blaring]
[tires screech]
[gunshot]
- [woman 2] FBI, freeze!
- [man] Drop the weapon!
[repeated gunshots]
[dull thud]
[alarms blaring]
Are you two okay?
Are you following me?
[Ruth] Just being careful. We had reason
to believe you were still a target.
Target?
From who?
[Ruth] Who do you think?
You were a thorn the Armenians
didn't want in their side anymore.
- Do either of you need medical attention?
- No.
Uh, no, no, I'm fine.
- You you okay?
- Yeah, yeah.
Looks like your new friend
just saved your life, Haller.
[Mickey sighs heavily]
Thank you.
Yeah, no problem.
[siren wails]
Thank you for keeping an eye on me.
Believe it or not, that is our job.
Take care of yourself, Haller.
What just happened?
[Mickey exhales]
How'd you learn to do that?
I don't know.
[woman hesitates]
The guy was eyeballing you,
and then he reached into his jacket,
and I I guess my instincts kicked in.
Your instincts?
Who are you?
- Oh. Uh [laughs]
- [tense music playing]
Actually, um,
I'm your sister.
[rock music playing]
No fun, my babe ♪
No fun ♪
No fun, my babe ♪
No fun ♪
No fun to hang around ♪
Feelin' that same old way ♪
No fun to hang around ♪
Freaked out for another day ♪
No fun, my babe ♪
No fun ♪
No fun, my babe ♪
No fun ♪
No fun to be alone ♪
Walking by myself ♪
No fun to be alone ♪
In love with nobody else ♪
Well, maybe go out, maybe stay home ♪
Maybe call Mom on the telephone ♪
Well c'mon, well c'mon ♪
Well c'mon, well c'mon ♪
Well c'mon, well c'mon ♪
Well c'mon, well c'mon ♪
No fun to be alone ♪
No fun to be alone ♪
[music fades]