Family Law - Second Season

Previously, on Family Law...

I just wanted to drop this off.

It's a basic separation agreement.

What are you doing?

All of Maggie's terms are in there.

It's not worth the paper it's printed on.

Maggie?

Okay.

You will have no part of my daughter's life.

Now please leave.

You know what I like most about her?

You're way less uptight around her.

The Disciplinary Board also requires random Breathalyzer tests.

I know.

- This is your kid? - Our kid, actually.

Abby, can I talk to you for a second?

Bringing your boy-toy into our professional community...

This isn't my community.

My probation's gonna be over next month.

You're seriously willing to risk your reputation

as a family lawyer just to spite me?

The courts made the right call last time.

I'm confident they'll make the right call again.

So then I guess we're going to court.

So?

Who is she?

- Who's who? - Dude.

I know your pattern.

You break up with someone,

we hang out a lot.

You find someone new, you disappear.

And I've barely seen you lately.

So?

It's not what you think. We're just friends.

Bullshit.

Straight men, straight women... never just friends.

Just because you're still living in a '90s sitcom...

Look me in the eye

and tell me you don't want to bang her.

- It's not like that. - Ah! Ha-hah!

Said with not a whiff of eye contact.

- How have you not been sued? - Who says I haven't?

So when do I get to meet her?

No offense, but...

you would reflect very poorly on me.

What do you mean? Ah!

Ms. Bianchi...

we determined that you fulfilled the terms of your probation.

The board is satisfied

that you are capable of practicing law unsupervised.

Thank you, Mr. Svensson,

for mentoring Ms. Bianchi for the past year.

We wish you all the best.

And we hope to never see you again.

The feeling is mutual.

Now that that's over with,

have you given any more thought to your future?

Nope.

Just trying to get through my divorce.

I still can't believe you two let it go this far.

Your dirty laundry will be a matter of public record.

Oh, well, the worst of my dirty laundry's already on YouTube.

Frank didn't leave me much choice.

- I used to like that man. - Yeah. Me too.

You're a fine lawyer, Abigail.

As I've mentioned before,

you have a home at my firm if you want it.

Thank you.

I've drawn up an offer.

You're joking, right?

Let me tell you a story about a man named Tiger Woods.

He's a golfer...

I know who Tiger Woods is, Harry.

When he got mired in scandal, all of his sponsors abandoned him.

All but one, that is.

Nike.

Nike stood by him.

They believed in him. Helped build him back up.

Nike offered him a multi-million-dollar contract.

You're offering me less than a caddy makes.

It's a fair offer for someone in your position.

- The Law Society just said... - You must recognize

that last year's scandal will hang over you for some time.

I am sure you could find another job,

but I don't think you'd enjoy

doing in-house legal for an insurance company.

Let me be your Nike, Abigail.

I have a meeting.

Good. Good for you to keep up with A.A.

I've been watching you closely this past year.

Your comeback has been... remarkable.

Like Peyton Manning after he had spinal-fusion surgery.

You men just love a sports analogy.

That work you did on the class-action suit

- was a thing of beauty. - Thank you, George.

The other partners and I have voted on it.

Now that your probation's over,

we're willing to take you back.

This can all be yours again.

What's your offer?

It's got remote key-less entry,

and it's got a CD player that can hold up to six CDs.

How retro.

I love the color.

- Banana? - "Citron."

Ooh! Check it out, Mr. S.

Now that I'm officially a paralegal,

I treated myself to a new set of wheels.

- Only 250,000 clicks. - Well done, Cecil.

In three minutes, you two will officially be late for work.

Brevity...

the soul of wit.

- Danny, hi. Do you have a... - I kissed Martina!

It was impulsive.

Stupid. She has a boyfriend.

And she couldn't get away from me fast enough.

I'm trying to write her a text, but I don't know what to say.

- Why not be a grown-up and call her? - Right.

Right. Right. Good idea, Luce.

This is why you're a psychologist.

So what's up with you?

Well? How'd it go?

You're looking at a practicing lawyer again.

- Congratulations. - Mm-hmm.

Feel free to use work time

to set up meetings at other firms.

Thanks.

I'll get any remaining case files off your plate.

Great.

Oh, and happy to give you a reference.

Just know that it might take some time

for you to land somewhere,

- but I'm sure someone will want to... - I've already had two offers.

Really?

Who from?

- George Handler, for one. - Seriously?

You don't have to sound so surprised.

- Was it good? - Better than good.

He offered me partnership.

Really? After everything...

Well, that's... that's great news.

You are a born ambulance-chaser.

Family law was never your thing.

That's not what my second offer thinks.

Partners' meeting starts now.

Gotta run.

Mm.

Good luck with everything.

Hey.

Maybe we can grab lunch once in a while.

Dingus.

I have some concerns.

The last quarter was excellent, but that was largely due

to the class-action suit Abby brought in.

Projected net is harder to Gauge.

Why is that?

This came in yesterday.

Our lease is up for renewal and the rates are almost doubling.

Highway robbery.

We could look for new office space.

- Something in Railtown. - Railtown?

We'll need less office space now that Abby's leaving.

Not so fast, Danny-boy.

- We don't know yet that she's leaving. - We don't?

Oh, for...

- You were her second offer? - Did you not tell Daniel?

I didn't think I'd have to run such an obvious idea by you.

Of course, you should have run it by me, I'm a partner.

And what did you mean... "second offer"?

Oh, you don't know.

George Handler's offered her partnership.

Abby's leaving, Dad.

You're here.

Tell me everything.

How's Maggie? How's the baby?

Maggie's still in hospital.

She's doing fine.

- Harmony's thriving. - "Harmony"?

What a beautiful name.

Maggie doesn't want me to have anything to do with the baby.

I guess it's what I deserve, right?

No. It's not what you deserve.

And Maggie can't make a unilateral decision like that.

We'll talk this through later. Okay? I have to be in court.

Is this...?

Bianchi versus Bianchi?

Yep.

Good luck.

Mr. and Ms. Bianchi.

Let me just say that I know more about both of you

than I ever cared to,

and neither one of you come out smelling like roses.

I'm dumbfounded that two family lawyers

have let this get all the way to court.

Actually, I'm not technically a family lawyer.

Did I give you permission to speak?

Let's proceed.

First on our agenda, Your Honor, is spousal support.

Ms. Bianchi has made substantially less than Mr. Bianchi this year,

but my client would like to offer the higher end of support,