Zipper
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Federal prosecutor
to run for higher office.
- With a "not guilty" verdict.
- But a resolution
is expected shortly
on federal charges.
higher office...
For Ellis, everything is
riding on today's decision.
Today's decision will
either launch
- his political career...
- ...Presumably beginning
with a run for Attorney General.
Mr. Ellis?
Yeah.
A couple of us arranged
at blend.
We're kind of all assuming
that You'll be there.
Don't we have to win first?
There's no way You'll lose.
All rise.
Do you think
sheriff Haussler should be given
As I said at the trial,
Jim, this is a black-and-white
issue legally and morally.
There should be
no special treatment.
After today's victory,
do you intend to pursue
corruption charges
against other officials
- in the mayor's administration?
- No decisions
on any further action
have been made at this time.
for Attorney General, Sam?
Well, I have my hands full
at the U.S. attorney's office
right now.
While Haussler is expected
to appeal today's decision,
all eyes will be on
whether the U.S. attorney's
office plans to seek charges
So, straight on
to Attorney General?
I can neither confirm
nor deny, counselor.
F***ing liar.
You didn't hear mommy say that.
How's his temperature?
Mm.
Almost there.
We were watching you on TV.
Yeah? Did I look nervous?
I felt like I was shaking.
You looked hot.
Women on the jury really
loved your lady justice thing.
Uh-huh. It's you they liked.
Well, they did throw
their undergarments at me.
- Is that unusual?
- Whores.
My dad was watching
with George Hiller.
Nigel Coaker
to write you up in his
"faces to watch" piece.
Yeah, that'd be amazing.
I have Nigel's number.
I'll give him a call.
He owes my dad
a ton of favors, anyway.
What time are you coming home?
Uh, you know, they're having
for us.
I got to put in an appearance.
Lame. I'm kidding.
It's fine. Proud of you, honey.
Okay, I'm pulling up.
I love you.
Love you.
To Sam Ellis.
After 18 months of nonstop toil,
may he enjoy his moment
in the sun, 'cause tomorrow,
I'm going to bury him
under a pile of work.
To Sam.
To Sam.
Do you guys not get it out
of your systems freshman year?
- F*** off.
- F*** off.
Okay.
Jeannie must be excited, yeah?
Yeah. Yeah.
She's getting restless, though.
Don't tell me you're not,
either.
You've done all you can here,
especially with that f***ing
fossil running the show.
- Easy.
- All right.
It's, uh...
It's time, yeah?
Sam Ellis
for attorney f***ing general.
Everybody was just waiting
for you to win this f***er.
Put a pin in it for now.
No, no.
There's got to be more to life
than hedge funds,
or I'm gonna
f***ing kill myself.
Come on.
I do have to go, though.
Before the wife throws a fit.
Come on.
Listen, congrats again.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
- See ya.
- See ya.
I'll take another.
You did not!
No, I don't believe you.
I'm not saying that.
You did a great job.
And what exactly
are you saying, counselor?
I am saying that you
should just move around a bit
before the semester's over.
You don't want to go back
to law school thinking
that this whole office
is just one boring section.
What If I like your section?
I do. You got to figure out
what you believe in,
what makes your righteous.
Angry, even.
And you have this figured out?
Absolutely.
Guys that I take down
have no reason to break the law,
yet they're
these over-privileged,
morally bankrupt individuals who
think they can just stomp
on the weak and the powerless
and get away with it
because they usually do.
Mm.
If I didn't think
they deserved to go down,
couldn't try the case.
Don't quote me on that.
These cigarettes go to my head.
You're a lightweight.
Yeah, I don't...
I don't smoke.
Oh, I gave up
trying to impress girls like you
a long time ago.
Oh, boy.
Yeah, this, uh...
Can't do precisely that.
All right.
I'm sorry.
- Yeah.
- You're married.
Oh.
You know,
I can keep a secret, though.
I'm sure you can.
I just can't be one of them.
Goodnight, kiddo.
I love you, Ellis.
Love you, too.
If you want to move on this,
long enough to see it through,
'cause I'm not getting burned
on it.
Guy's committed actual crimes.
If human frailty's all we got,
it'll look like a moral crusade.
Then let it go.
It's not my job
to help you chase headlines.
Do you want the mayor
out of office or not?
Yeah.
Hey, how much longer is Dalia
with us?
Eight weeks.
Any chance
I'm not telling
I fired his daughter
'cause she's too damn pretty.
Right.
Sam.
This is Ellie green.
Miss green, this is Sam Ellis,
- chief of our criminal division.
- Sam Ellis.
- Hello.
- Hi.
And you've already met
U.S. attorney kirkland.
I wanted Sam
to review your file.
He's tried a lot
of these identity-theft cases.
Knows how to work a jury
on these kind of issues.
Hmm.
The right man for the job, then.
So, what's the concern?
Would you prefer to explain?
I have a record as an escort.
How'd you, uh...
How'd you get into that?
Was trying to model, and,
um, I was working as a waitress
at a hotel.
I met this guy who suggested
I could make a lot more money
just going on a few dates
for an agency.
He was right.
That how you met the defendant?
No.
Elite encounters only serviced
very high-end clients.
Politicians,
prominent businessmen.
I, uh, saved the lowlifes
for my personal life.
Would you say
that your experience makes you
an expert in lying?
No.
No, It's... It's not about that.
It's about fulfilling
people's fantasies
while minimizing their guilt.
I'd say being a lawyer
for lying.
But you do have
a criminal record.
Not for lying.
Would you tell your parents
about it?
It's not
like I was a street Walker.
You think the jury
would perceive that distinction?
The men will.
- Wow.
- Hmm.
Yeah.
I know I should
really push the parent issue.
The jury might get past it.
If they see her
as an abandoned kid up there.
Maybe.
Everyone's got a dark side
you don't normally get to see.
I think jurors understand that.
I know a lot of guys
who used her agency.
Swore by it.
Shouldn't we
be prosecuting that?
Trafficking, sure,
but we got bigger problems.
You said it yourself, Sam.
frailty.
Right. Boy scout.
Say "hi" to the intern for me.
Night, chief.
Have a great weekend.
Take it easy.
Oh...
No.
James asked
If he could have a sibling.
Really?
Yeah.
That Stiegel?
Uh, no, I'm just
helping Noah with a case.
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