Goliath

Yeah, if I could find it.

- Fuck. - What?

It's too cold, man.

Because you're a pussy.

- That's pretty. - What?

Shit.

What the fuck?

Gabriel! Gabriel!

Shit.

Gabriel.Gabriel. Look at me.

- Hmm? - Come on.

- ¡Mio! - My God, look out!

Hey, girl. Come here.

What's up, buddy? How you doing?

Sorry. Slim pickings. The fat guy moved.

I'll try to do better tomorrow, okay?

Motherfucker.

God damn it.

Hey, asshole,

that's not your fucking newspaper!

Thank you.

Thanks a lot, steamer.

Ready?

Yeah. Thanks, hon.

Just leave the bottle.

All right.

Thanks.

What the hell are you doing? You aren't supposed to be in here.

Why not?

Well, they could lose their license.

That kind of thing. You know, the little stuff.

They can only lose their license

if they serve me alcohol.

If they serve me food of coffee

or Coke or whatever, it's completely fine.

Hey, smart aleck, you got any money?

You do.

Plus, you told me it's not illegal

for a minor to sit at a bar

in the state of California.

You know what?

I'm gonna quit telling you anything.

I try to educate you,

and it bites me in the ass every time.

Swear to God.

What's up, honey?

Sign.

You want to read it first?

Well, you handed it to me.

I'm assuming it's not something bad.

Why didn't your mom sign it?

Didn't see her this morning.

It's a trip to go back east

to look at colleges.

The school's organizing it.

What grade are you in anyway?

11th, Dad.

- Yeah, well... - 11th grade.

- I remember... - Jesus, are you serious?

Yes. I know, I know.

It's 11th. I'm sorry. It's early.

Ah, besides that, we know where you're going to college.

You don't need to go look at these fucking places.

I'm not going to Indiana.

- Oh, yes, you are. - Nope.

You know... You're not going to Miami.

I can tell you that much.

If you go to a land-locked college,

you'll study, okay?

I'm not saying go to Pitt, but I'm saying, you know...

- I'm late. - You're going to Indiana, honey.

- No. - You know who went there

besides the obvious...

Ernie Pyle and Hoagy Carmichael,

- Lee Majors... - You're right. Those are the obvious.

- You like that? Bobby Knight. - Good talk.

David Anspaugh. I could go on and on.

Dick Enberg, Joe Buck...

I know you could. And you will.

Jane Pauley.

Jane Pauley went to Indiana. She did okay.

Where'd you go to school?

I went to Northwestern.

Northwestern?

What the fuck are you doing here?

Didn't work out.

I guess.

But he said it wasn't his drugs.

Ma'am, they all say that.

I mean, look around here.

All these guys in here,

they all say it's not their drugs.

But he wouldn't lie to me.

He said they weren't his.

Ma'am, I know your son's a decent boy.

I really do know that.

Look, he's a young guy in his 20s.

He's got a future. We've got to preserve that future.

Am I right?

What's his name?

I'm sorry.

What's my son's name, Mr. McBride?

Listen, if he goes to trial,

he could get 15 years, and if the judge...

I asked you my son's name.

I know you're upset. I mean, why wouldn't you be?

- It's natural. - You don't even know.

You haven't even met with him

since he's been arraigned.

You want to send him away for five years,

but you can't even be bothered

to remember his name?

I'm finished with you.

I'm going to find someone who gives a shit.

Hey.

Hey. Hi.

Patty Solis-Papagian.

Can I give you this?

No, that's all right.

Mr. McBride. Right?

Are you by chance Billy McBride?

Huh? The Billy McBride?

Oh, my God. This is like a fucking thrill.

Patty Solis-Papagian.

My office is down the street.

It's above the La Fugado, the Mexican place.

I mostly do criminal, but... Is this a good time?

Uh, we can get a cup of coffee.

My office is down the street, or...

Look, I got shit to do, okay?

Hey, I got a civil case.

A friend of mine, her brother worked for Borns Technology,

and he died on one of their boats.

Exactly. You know where I'm headed.

Your old firm's Big Kahuna client.

I'm trying to sue them, but I don't do civil.

But my friend, she needs some help.

So I sent a demand letter.

I can't even get a return call. Fuck them.

Right? I'm sure you share my sentiment there. Fuck them.

Anyway, they told her that her brother killed himself

on one of their boats,

but she's convinced he didn't.

Now, the boat's insured, so I figured

it's gonna settle if I can get their attention,

which so far I cannot.

And I figure it's gonna settle

for 30, 40 grand, and I'll give you 5

if you can... you just get me in the door,

make a call. Do you think you can do that?

- Huh? - No, I don't think I could do that.

But I already have the paperwork.

All you have to do is fill it out.

God damn it.

Listen, lady, I'm nervous enough already,

and you're a fucking yapper.

I don't do good with yappers, so...

You don't want to try to fuck over your old firm?

Really?

Wow.

I would.

As big and powerful as we've become

at Cooperman and McBride,

one thing has not changed.

We are still committed

to serving our clients and our community.