Bull

I'm sorry if that felt strange.

I've lost a lot of weight.

It felt perfect, Emily.

You're perfect, Emily.

I thought I was never gonna see you.

I'm sorry.

It's just taken me a little while to realize that...

...I have very little control over things.

I've probably had my "lasts" of a lot of stuff.

Last Christmas.

Last camping trip.

And then I realized I wasn't done with you.

Don't talk that way.

I think we need to get back.

They'll be looking for you.

Can you get me my purse?

Come on. We really need to get you back.

We're not going back.

What are you talking about?

They want to operate on me tomorrow.

Take out part of my brain.

Where the cancer is.

Wait a second.

Th-they can take out the cancer?

They think, maybe.

Unfortunately, to do it, they're pretty sure

they're gonna have to take out my personality.

My memories.

My dreams.

But it could save your life, right?

What's the difference if I'm not me?

What is that?

It's nothing.

Emily, no. This is crazy.

- You don't want to do this. - If you need to leave,

go ahead, I understand.

Emily. S-Seriously,

I-I think I should call somebody.

Emily, no.

Don't.

Don't leave, okay? Oh, my God.

Okay, just stop. Just stop now.

Adam, I need you to do it.

I need you to help me.

No, Emily. I-I can't.

If you love me...

Don't make me do this.

Don't make me go on.

Thank you.

Oh, my God. Emily.

Help.

M-My girlfriend. I-I think I killed her.

I need an ambulance.

I'll never understand why court is open from 9:00 to 5:00.

You can buy a sex toy in this city at 3:30 in the morning,

but you can't file a brief after 5:00 in the afternoon.

I would have loved to have done this for you, Bull,

but the judge insisted.

You wrote the reports, so you have to submit them.

Not enough hours in the day.

Can't return all my calls and e-mails.

Clients are mad if I'm not in court with them every day

holding their hands.

Marissa's on me about cutting expenses and increasing profits.

Oh, man. I'm hoping to have you out of here in 15 minutes.

Hey, got a couple of housekeeping matters

to take up with the judge.

I hope you boys brought something to read.

She's got a full house; it's gonna be a long wait.

I am denying you bail and remanding you

to Rikers Island until your court date.

Next case.

The court calls Adam Harris in the matter

of the People v Adam Harris, charged with murder

- in the second degree. - Text Marissa; have her rearrange

- my day. - Okay.

Would you please stick to the document as written?

Adam.

Oh.

He's just a kid.

Yeah. I wonder what he did?

In the matter of Adam Harris

who's charged with the death of Emily Conner

by lethal injection.

How do you plead?

Uh, my client pleads "not guilty," Your Honor.

Your Honor, the young man already admitted

to the EMTs on the scene that he injected the drugs

- that killed Ms. Conner. - Your Honor,

he had no attorney present

when he said those things.

Which is why the district attorney

is recommending no bail at this time.

Shut the DA down and ask for bail.

He's 18 years old, Your Honor. His girlfriend just died.

Obviously. That's why we're here. He killed her.

Shut the DA down. Ask for bail.

He's a good student, a good kid.

A star athlete at his high school.

Already accepted at Fordham University for the fall.

Are you the boy's attorney or his publicist?

His attorney.

And I, and I'm doing my best.

You okay?

You look like you're about to have a stroke.

Well, I'm his, uh, father's cousin.

I'm a tax attorney.

Dear God.

Obviously, everything happened very quickly,

so, uh, there was,

wasn't time to pursue, uh,

other options, in terms of...

Uh, Your Honor, we'd like to ask for a time-out.

A what?

A time-out? Wait a second.

Uh, who are you? And who's he?

Uh, he is the defendant's new counsel.

At least for the time being, if you're smart.

And I'm the guy who put him up to it.

What are you doing?

Trying to get your boy out on bail,

which, trust me, is what you want.

He's not built for prison.

We don't have any money.

Well, one step at a time.

Your Honor, Ms. District Attorney,

I apologize for the disruption,

but Mr...

Harris.

Mr. Harris has had a sudden change of counsel.

May I approach? Discuss bail?

This won't take long.

Just want to make sure the bail bond company doesn't screw them.

And I'm gonna want to give them the name

of a couple good lawyers.

Any thoughts?

You're thinking about the ones that'll work for free, right?

All right, everything looks good.

I'm not gonna lose my house, am I?

Not unless your son

doesn't show up for court. No.

More importantly, your son is here, home.

Where he is safe and we can, uh, work on his defense.

Help him find a lawyer.

Any chance you two...?

You know, it's not really what we do.

We're not really a law firm.

I don't know. You guys were pretty good

- in court this morning. - Yeah.

Please, please, call me back.

I really think we need to talk.

Well, that was a bad idea.

- What's that? - I was trying to catch Dawn again.

If she would just get on the phone with me,

I think we could talk this through, mother to mother.

The victim's mother?

Yeah. Mrs. Harris, you can't call her again.

In fact, I don't want you calling anyone

without running it by me first.

So you mean you are gonna help us?

No. I mean until we help you... find... someone.

Is Adam here?

I'd love to talk to Adam.

Can I give you a couple tips?

About basketball?

No. Not about basketball.

About where you are and what you're doing.

First off, my name is Dr. Bull.

And a pretty good icebreaker between us

would be, "Hey, Dr. Bull.

Thanks for keeping me out of prison today."

So are you my new lawyer?

No. I'm nobody's lawyer.

I'm not a lawyer.

I'm just a guy who's trying to help you.

So what about that other guy? Is he my lawyer?

No. We can't. I can't.

Look. I'm not here to talk about me.

I'm here to talk about you.

You want to tell me what happened?

Okay.

Let's talk about Emily.

She must've really hated you.

What are you talking about?

Well, look at the predicament she put you in.

Is that what people think? That she did this to me?

What are people supposed to think?

It's either that or you killed her.

No.

She didn't know it was gonna happen this way.

She didn't plan on me pushing the plunger.

She didn't even know I was gonna be in the room.

She... actually tried to get me to leave.

So you didn't get her the fentanyl?

Was that the stuff she injected?

The whole suicide part, that was a surprise to me.

She asked me to help her

sneak out of the hospital and have some fun.

She was going crazy in there.

How did that make you feel?