01x03 - Blood on the Leaves

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- I mean, you can fix this
though right?

- You'd better damn
well pray I can.

- You gonna be able to get
me out on bail or something?

- We'll figure it out.

- Well figure that
sh*t out quick.

- How is she?

- You know.

- Thanks for staying with her.

- Yeah, of course.

I'll be in the hallway
if she needs anything.

Look, if either of you
will need anything.

- I got it.

Baby?

You up for this?

Okay.

- It's not my brother.

Where's Zoe?

- I dropped her off
at the Henderson's.

- I swear I didn't forget,
a client k*lled his wife.

- Let's just talk
about this later.

Here comes Dan.

I'm glad you're all right, man.

- Thanks, man.

- Gave us a scare little, bro.

- What happened?

They said you ODed.

- Come on, I may be a f*ck
up but I wouldn't off myself.

Besides, it probably
wouldn't be a good look

for one of the McCullough's to
end up in eternal damnation.

Probably cook me twice.

- How could they
make such a mistake?

What do you think?

Just a mix-up or
someone playing games?

- Yeah, 30/70, either way
is blatant malfeasance.

- The book of
John Chapter 18, Verse 10.

"Then Simon Peter,
who had a sword,

drew it and struck the
high priest's servant,

cutting off his right ear."

I, like Peter,

will go to great lengths
to protect those I love.

Yes, the blood
forgives all sins,

but Peter couldn't
just stand idly by.

He had to act and
defend his loved ones.

And if blood was spilled in
the process, then so be it.

- Morning.

- Morning

- Look, I knew the
house would be nice,

but I didn't know it was
gonna be like this, man.

Lacey balling out of control.

- Yeah, we worked hard
for everything we got.

Both of us.

- You know I didn't
do all that stuff

that they said I did, right?

It's bullshit.

- Well, you know your
sister loves you.

She'll take care of you.

She'll get to the bottom of it.

There she is.

- I enjoyed myself last night.

- I know you did,
with your nasty self.

Thought you was
gonna wake Zoe up.

- And I thought you were gonna
break your back, old man.

Listen, I'm sorry for missing
Zoe's recital last night.

I really am.

- Well, I'm not the one
you need to apologize to.

All right, see you later.

- See you later.

I'll call you after I
drop Zoe off to school.

I need to hear
everything that went down

in the Marzili's bedroom.

- I already told you everything.

- Then you'll tell me again.

I can't defend you unless
I'm 110% clear on everything.

- Good morning.

- Hey, Benjamin.

- Mr. Charles said you
wouldn't be in today.

- Yeah, well, these cases
won't litigate themselves.

- I heard about what
went down last night.

If there's anything
you need, tea, coffee,

or like that little
chicken and lettuce wrap

from the D&R Bistro
on Hope Street.

I can go get it for you.

- No, that's kind of
you, but I'm okay.

- It's only a block away,
I'm almost on my break.

- No, I have cases I have to
prep for, if you don't mind.

- Of course not, good
luck with your cases.

- Thanks.

- Whatever.

- Pretty top, love that pattern.

- Got it at Stare Boutique
in Ladera Heights.

- It's nice.

In fact, I'd love to
hear what else they have.

Any way, we could grab a coffee?

Figure if I'm gonna work here,

I might as well
upgrade my wardrobe.

- You mean biker
chic's not enough?

- See, I knew you'd get it.

- Excuse me, Ms. McCullough
wants to see you both.

- Cool.

- The CO said that Daniel's
inmate number got mixed up.

You buy that?

- Not with a suspicious bail.

- So a bail payment delay
on a bill that's excessive

and a judge with an ax to grind.

- Feels like
provocation overkill.

- Could be worth it
to the Marzili's.

- Your move, your
call Mrs. McCullough.

- We're all ears.

- Mr. Chen, we're not
far apart on price,

but the deal will require
concessions on both sides.

- Othello we've gone over
the numbers a dozen times.

Mr. Wadley's offer,
still way too low.

- I did not fly 17
hours to be insulted.

- And I will not be bent over

no matter how far you traveled.

- Wadley.

- Perhaps $200
million is too steep

for Mr. Wadley's consideration.

I no longer wish to
inconvenience him.

Good day, gentlemen.

- I think he pissed down my leg

and tried to tell
me it's raining.

- Let me handle this.

Michael, come on.

I'm sure. Mr. Chen
doesn't want to head back

to Beijing empty-handed.

- Hmm, I'm not promising
anything, but I'll talk to him.

Pray for the best,
expect the worst.

- Do your best, Michael.

- He doesn't want a deal,

just fishing for
a deeper discount.

I'm not a distressed buyer,

you should have made that clear.

The great, McCullough
and associates.

Othello Charles, I got
to tell you, buddy,

not super impressed so far.

- Wadley, let me handle this.

Sasha?

- Yes, Mr. Charles?

- Put me through to
the twins please.

- Yep.

- Thanks.

- Yes?

- Wonder Twins, I need
your due diligence.

I need you to find me any dirt
that I can use on Li Chen,

Benji has the client file.

- Gotcha.

- Oh, and you have an hour.

You're f*cking kidding me.

- Chen's financials are clean.

Nothing improper with his
business or any financials.

- We could run an audit.

- Hold off for now.

- Thanks for coming.

- No problem.

- Sometimes I come
here to think,

I was actually
here a few days ago

when I remembered
where I knew you from.

I've seen you around.

The A list parties, the
high end receptions.

Not that I thought
we'd be besties,

but we're cut from
the same cloth.

- I thought you wanted
to talk about dresses.

- I'm just curious
what it's like,

working at the infamous
McCullough and Associates.

What's Lacey like as a boss?

And that hacking I did,
was that my initiation?

What'd they make you do?

- Let me make this
simple for you,

mind your business
and stay in your lane.

Thanks for the latte.

And by the way, we are not
cut from the same cloth.

- Look,
there's nothing else,

I don't know why
you keep asking me.

- Tell me about Roland Cain.

- He's the one who
connects me to the house.

He knows most of the
people that Elena are into.

He knows when they wanna
party, he's a supplier.

He can testify to
what the guys told me.

- Why would he
incriminate himself?

- I don't know,

can we use him as a character
witness or something?

- Wrong, he's a drug dealer

with absolutely
zero credibility.

So, Elena Marzili's role playing

with boy toys is
a regular thing.

- So they say, but I figure
you know that already.

- Who are these guys?

- Some of them
work at the house,

pool boys, gardeners,
chauffeurs.

- They'll be scared, even
if they know something.

There's still not
much to work with.

- How's Tony doing?

- Not bad considering,

that's the case I
should be working on.

- Instead of cleaning
up my mess, got it.

- It's a hell of a dirty job,

but no one's hanging
you out to dry,

especially if you're innocent.

I'll figure something out.

Just hang in there,
I'll be home later.

- Now, you know that sh*t
doesn't work on me, right?

You should have just called.

- Yeah, but it wouldn't have
been as much fun that way.

- You'd better stick
to millennials,

you want your usual?

- Yes.

- So, why this urgent visit?

- Li Chen, Chen
World Properties,

what do you know?

- Commercial holdings, all
over here and Orange county,

strip malls, office buildings.

On wife number two, your
basic straight arrow.

But that son of his is
a piece of g*dd*mn work.

- Son? I only know
of three daughters.

- Yeah, well, I guess
anonymity must be a perk

of being a b*stard.

- A b*stard?

- Douglas Wang.

He's a bit on the wild
side, your typical rich kid.

Minus the family name,
and listen, honey,

he doesn't just swing both ways,

that little b*tch
swing all ways.

And I'm pretty sure

that does not sit well
with his papa Chen.

- D, you think you can
get him in here tonight?

- I think I can
work out something.

Look, how's my Benji doing?

- Oh, that boy's something else,

pretty soon he'll be
running the place.

- I know that's right.

- D, send me that.

- Oh, cool.

- Got it, I'll be right back.

- Tonight we have
a special guest,

Mr. Jonez and Zania.

- He's here.

- I see him.

Vodka neat, save the garnish.

- You don't know
what you're missing,

removing the garnish
is half the fun.

The prelude before
the main event.

Especially for an
event worth tasting.

- I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

I've heard a lot of bullshit
pickup lines in my life,

but that, does that ever work?

- I...

- Okay, okay, come
on, try again.

- f*ck this.

- Oh no, no, no, no, don't
be such a little b*tch.

Let me teach you something
about picking up women.

Skip the pretense, and
get straight to the point,

for instance...

- Are you asking
me or telling me?

- What do you think?

Step into our office.

- Oh, oh, call me a
little b*tch again.

- Oh, you're worse
than a little b*tch.

- You're a f*cking parasite.

- I am, I am,

- Cute little skirt for
a little panty f*ck.

- Oh, yeah.

- Have your ba*ls
dropped yet sweetheart?

- No, not yet.

- Oh, yeah, Dougie likes that.

- It's time you gave
up the escort business,

don't you think?

- Why would I do that?

- Just think you're better
than that, that's all.

Not that I don't
enjoy its perks,

but sooner or later, this life
is gonna catch up with you.

You should get
out while you can.

- I may call you daddy,
but you're not my father.

- Sorry for keeping you, Lacey.

Good to see you.

- No problem, you too, Richard.

- Don't sh**t the messenger,

that is an affidavit
from DaVita Torres,

one of Marzili's housekeepers,
she saw the whole thing.

DA has a copy too,
she'll testify.

- I can see that,

why wasn't this in
the police report?

- Mistakes happen,
you know that.

- Oh, please, you kept it out.

- Believe it or not, we'd
like to do this quietly.

We'll do the deposition
however you want.

This is a courtesy
heads up, no tricks.

- Don't do me any
favors, Richard.

- Hey, you said there
were no secrets.

You said there will
be no surprises.

You said that nothing
was gonna pop up

and bite me in the a*s.

- I don't know what
you're talking about.

- You also said there
were no witnesses.

So why did the Marzili's
high priced lawyer

damn near giggle when they
said there was someone ready

to give a statement against you?

- Lace, you gotta believe me,

there was nobody else there.

- There are people in and
out of there all the time,

were you high?

Aren't hallucinations par for
the course for Salvia addicts?

- Aye yo f*ck you, Lace.

For a lawyer, you always
got some dumb sh*t

falling out of your mouth.

- Jackson, give us a minute.

Interesting.

- .

No, how's that for a monkey?

- .

- Mr. Fang, a word
before you go, please.

- I heard you guys played
hard ball at McCullough

but extortion?

- We're not using any force,

making threats, or demanding
any money, negotiating.

I just figured Mr. Chen here

would wanna know what his
only male heir was up to.

b*stard or not.

- Don't give me that
semantic bullshit,

it's still blackmail.

- Prove it.

Good day, Michael, Mr. Chen.

- Did he know you
spoke Mandarin?

- He does now.

Yeah, I'm still not sure how
I feel about landing the deal

for Jackson Wadley.

I can hardly stand his
old hee-haw backwards a*s.

- We're going to
bill $20 million

by the time this
deal is done, okay?

He's gonna tell all
his developer friends,

just like the others.

- You're right.

- Who would've thought

that we would grow
the firm so quickly,

from a one room
office to all this.

- I did,

Why do you think I came
back from overseas?

- We make a good team.

I should get going.

- Mark and Zoe await.

- Mark knew what he was getting
into when he married me.

Lots of late nights for sure,
but always about the wait.

- Oh, okay.

It's good to see you
laughing for a change.

I kinda miss that.

- Got to find reasons to laugh.

They have a surprise
witness against Daniel.

- Ah, since we're good
on the Wadley deal,

I could take a look at
the witnesses statement,

see if we could poke
any holes in it.

Daniel's got a character
witness, right?

- Some dealer named Roland Cain.

No getting around an
eyewitness account,

even if this DaVita
Torres was paid.

A good witness on the
stand is too prejudicial.

A great witness is as
good as a conviction.

- Well, that's a debate

for when I'm not
running late for a date.

See what I did there.

- Hey, Sloan.

- Lace, Othello?

- Sloan.

- Lotta of eyeballs on
Daniel's evidence packet

when they booked it.

It included his phone.

There's a recording on it.

- Is there any
exculpatory evidence

that could help Daniel's case?

Can you get to it?

- Just be ready when I call.

- Thanks, anything else?

- DA Miles is
going after Daniel.

He's talking about
revoking his bail.

- I should have known.

Those were Marzili's friends.

He and Judge Sears,

they jumped at the chance
to charge my brother.

- This is not about
Daniel, this is about you.

What better way to
stick it to you?

Rumor is Miles wants
to run for Mayor,

and he wants to flip
this case on his head

to impress the rich donor crowd.

- I'll be ready, thanks.

- We could go to the court
first thing in the morning

to suppress the phone recording

until we have a chance
to hear it ourselves.

Think it'll clear Daniel?

- You mean is Daniel
telling the truth?

That would validate the
Marzili conspiracy theory.

- Exactly.

Hey, turn on the TV.

- Los Angeles, DA, Brent Miles

is putting a full
court press out

on McCullough and Associates,
the legal counsel,

for r*pe suspect,
Daniel McCullough.

Now the McCullough and
Associates clients,

they include Micro Net, Freeman
Properties, Sun Studios,

and any number of studio
execs and producers.

While we are hearing
that these companies

and their A list clients may,

are you ready for this,
bench Lacey McCullough

for representing her brother.

Come on, the Marzili's are
beloved in LA, we all know this.

Looks like their friends
are already choosing sides,

which means a mass
Exodus of clients

for the powerful attorney.

Drama, hey, y'all, I'll be
right back after this break.

So don't you go far, alright?

- How the hell did
Duke get all that?

- Does it matter?

He's tainted the jury
pool against Daniel.

There's no way we'll get
a fair trial in LA now.

I gotta call Mark.

- This
is a blood sport,

playing this game and
winning requires blood shed.

And chances are, it'll
take way more blood

than any carafe can hold.

If that's too much for you,

you may wanna
consider a new sport.