Misconduct Page #2

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I love my wife.

Yeah, we've had a rough

year, but you know what?

I'm not gonna mess it up over some

stupid f***ing friend request.

Just keep talking to your ex.

Keep talking to Emily.

I think that's a good idea. You're

gonna spend your 4:00 A.M.'s drunk,

eating burritos over the sink.

I love burritos.

Yeah, I kind of love them, too.

Yeah.

God, really?

Paranoid much?

You're three minutes

and 32 seconds late, pal.

Oh, yeah? Well,

you're looking sharp.

Huh?

The estate claim cashed in?

Yep.

So I take it the info

I put in Mrs. Takiff's

file worked?

Mrs. Takiff would have lost everything

if we wouldn't have helped her.

I already starting fixing this

new Benson vs. Flynn file.

You know, I was thinking,

one of these days,

you may actually win a

case without cheating.

It's not cheating...

Not if the good guy wins.

So you're the good guy.

Emily! How are you doing? Hi.

I'm great. How are you?

Good to see you.

Good to see you.

Wow. Is it 10 years?

I think so, yeah.

It's been ten years?

Oh, my god! Yeah.

Can you believe it?

You are not a lawyer.

Is that so hard

to believe? Really?

Yes, yes, it is so

hard to believe.

The undisputed beer pong champ

really, goes on to do great things.

Yeah, well, nothing

screams success

like a student loan

that I can't pay off.

Oh, come on, Ben. You knew what

you wanted, and you went for it.

I think that's great. Yeah.

Ambition always was one of the

sexiest things about you.

Oh, really? Yeah.

So what about you? How you been?

I've been fine, yeah.

Yeah?

Seems like you've been

having a good old time,

judging by your half-naked

photos that I saw online.

Oh, you've been...

Really? You've been

cyberstalking me, Ben?

I wasn't cyberstalk...

I was just...

Intrigued.

Oh, intrigued, okay.

I was curious. That's all.

Okay.

So how is it being married?

It's complicated.

"I do. You do." Seems pretty

self-explanatory to me.

Well, that's the easy part.

And then there's...

It's just complicated.

Well, I'm dating a guy who's

completely not right for me,

and he wants to get

serious, and I don't.

And I came here

tonight to see you...

But you're wearing

a wedding ring.

Yeah.

And you're happy?

Right?

Why do you ask?

I should run.

No, no, no. Wait.

No, I really...

Please, this is a bad idea.

I don't want to overstep.

I don't want to say something

that I'm gonna regret.

I don't even know what I was

thinking would happen tonight.

I feel really stupid. I just...

Nothing is gonna happen.

We're just...

We're just gonna sit and talk.

That's all.

I don't think so, Ben.

Hey, what's going on?

It's a disaster.

I feel like such a clich.

I'm dating my boss.

Technically he's everyone's boss.

He's the CEO of Pierson.

You're dating Arthur Denning?

Yeah. Holy sh*t!

I was his head of sales. I'm

not a gold digger, you know.

Arthur can be really charming

when he wants to be.

Well, if your heart's not in it,

why don't you just leave him?

He won't let me.

What do you mean,

he won't let you?

I mean he won't let me.

It started with threats, you know,

implying I would lose my job.

Is he hurting you?

I was on his laptop,

and I found data

about the clinical trials

that went bad last summer.

From Viprexalin.

268 people died.

You know what Arthur

was concerned about?

What? How the deaths

would affect his financials.

Did he say that in the emails?

Try to remember if he

actually addressed the deaths

from Viprexalin in these emails.

I'm not sure. I mean, maybe.

Where is this data?

Do you still have it?

Arthur would know

that it came from me.

Well, we can make it look like

it came from someone else.

Oh, rea... how?

I can help you with this, okay?

Now, do you want my help or not?

Do you mind grabbing

that for me?

Thank you.

Hey. Thought I heard you.

I can't remember if I took your

Pinot noir or Grigio from you.

It's okay. I'm detoxing.

Hi. Hello, tall guy.

Oh, I'm just here... We're

just friends, okay?

I'm just here on

business, you know.

Okay.

Have fun, Hanna. Thanks.

Hanna? Yeah.

Most nights I spend in an apartment

that Arthur bought for me,

but here, I can escape all that.

Here, I can be a regular

girl named Hanna Harlow,

who reads trashy magazines

and watches reality TV

and exists in sweats.

Does your boyfriend know

that you own this place?

I'm only here when

he's out of town.

No, I can't stay.

It's just a drink.

Okay.

Let's see. Escrows,

bank transfers.

Look at that.

There are hundreds of millions hidden

in offshore bank accounts here.

These are documented payoffs...

That required a fingerprint I.D.

Denning validated

all of these personally.

Arthur made changes to the

internal lab results,

because he knew the fda

wouldn't approve them.

Oh, you've definitely

got the groundwork

for a gigantic civil lawsuit

here, but I can't...

I can't use this.

Why not?

You said we could make it look

like it came from someone else.

What comes next is our secret.

Denning finds out

that you leaked this,

you'll be exposed.

Expose what you want.

Unzip me.

I didn't say you could touch.

Oh, my god.

Come here.

Oh, my god. No.

What are you waiting for?

Don't you want to f*** me?

Holy sh*t. I can't...

I can't do it.

I can't do it.

Ben.

Take the fire escape.

Don't let my neighbor stop you.

She'll talk you to death.

Or you can finish

what you started.

I can't.

Have fun?

You smell like vodka.

Doug opened up one of

his office bottles.

We ended up working

late, ate Thai.

Yeah? Yeah.

What did you have?

Oh, noodles, spicy noodles.

They weren't great.

Anyway, I think I'm gonna go shower.

I'm tired.

Are you serious right now?

Did you forget about date night?

I wouldn't have

been any fun anyway.

I worked a double,

so I'm a zombie.

No, no, no, no. Let me make

this up to you this weekend.

You're off the hook.

No, goddamn it. We need a night.

You and me. We need to get

back to normal, all right?

I'll join you upstairs.

Thank you.

Give us a minute.

The information against Arthur

Denning you gave me, is it legit?

Because if you're wrong, you'll

be doing document review

for the rest of your career.

Abrams' office, five minutes.

Brief him on what you have.

Keep it short. Do not f*** up.

Senior partner just threatened you.

You're moving up.

Wait, so you have information

against Arthur Denning,

like, the Arthur Denning?

You don't f***

with a guy like him.

He and Mr. Abrams are at

war, so tread lightly.

I'll fill you in later.

Hope you have

your affairs in order.

Mr. Abrams.

Mr. Cahill. Come on in.

Wow.

Have a seat.

So, hill tells me

you have something.

Yeah, with

Pierson pharmaceuticals.

You're not serious, are you?

We go way back

with them, you know,

so that's like pissing in the wind, son.

You know, I...

You've gone after

Arthur Denning before,

and it was one of the only cases

that this firm ever lost.

Now, I have studied every word

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