The Good Fight

One, two, three, four.

No one goes to Afghanistan thinking it's gonna be pretty.

I understood.

Everybody in the unit understood that people were gonna die.

- But what he did... - By "he," you mean the defendant?

Yes, Sergeant Meyer. What he did wasn't about

fighting the enemy. For him, it was a game.

He picked off this one old woman with a sniper rifle.

She wasn't a threat, she was just...

She was just walking.

The body was still lying there an hour later

when we passed in a convoy.

And the sergeant had us stop

so he could yank out one of her teeth.

- Her teeth? - The sergeant must have

seen my look, because he said,

"It's like antlers from a deer.

You can't go thinking they're human."

Later, I found out he had a... a mason jar full of teeth.

Did you witness him murder a child?

A ten-year-old boy.

Ghulam Dawood.

I knew the kid a little.

He came up to me once with a picture of LeBron James.

Big smile on his face.

That boy was no jihadi.

Once you were convinced Sergeant Meyer

went on a rogue killing spree,

- did you take action to stop him? - I did.

I fixed his sniper rifle so he couldn't get off a shot.

And when that didn't work, we went to the platoon leader.

We trusted the chain of command.

- How's it been? - You know what it's like

to testify against your superiors.

Some hate you, most ignore you,

- a few get it. - In what proportions?

A lot more hate.

What's that about?

Hey, De', you know, you said you fixed Meyer's rifle.

- How'd you do that? - I hacked his scope. Why?

- Oh, shit. You don't think... - Don't say anything.

If it's about you, don't say anything.

- Oh, fuck. - No, Demarcus, listen to me.

Ask for Captain Trudo. He's the best of the military lawyers.

- Corporal Demarcus Laney, you're under arrest. - Mention me.

- What did I do? What? What? - Hey, LAN-Laney. Shut up.

And remember, ask for Captain Trudo.

- Do you need something? - Oh, no.

No, it's just hard to get used to this.

A limo driving me up to a private jet.

Do it enough times, you get used to it.

What are enough times?

Five.

- I got it. - Oh, no. My parents

always taught me to carry my own luggage.

So did mine, and I'm being paid.

Thank you.

- Hi. - You got babysitting?

- I did. - And you brought a swimsuit?

I... No.

- I'm going to work, right? - Uh,

yeah, but, uh, you know, it's by the beach.

I have extra.

- Come on. - Hey, what's wrong?

Oh, nothing. I just broke up with somebody.

- What, just now? - Don't worry.

He was an asshole.

And then

- he asked if I would look over his business plan. - Oh, God.

It's a version of Bird

but with Segways instead.

He only needs a few mil to get started.

I'm so sorry.

Three dates, and they always want something.

What about you?

Do I want something?

No. Do you get the same thing?

Do men want me for my money?

Oh, yeah, all the time.

It's a burden.

No, really. What's going on with you?

Nothing. I'm not that interesting.

Fuck you. I'm always the one talking.

- You never share. - There's nothing to share.

I have a toddler. I'm trying to make partner.

Have you heard of the lawyer's dilemma?

Work, family,

fitness, friends, sleep.

You get to choose three of those.

- Which are yours? - Work, family, sleep.

Trade sleep for friends, and we have a deal.

Oh, shit, I left my phone on.

Lucca.

It's my plane. You can have it on.

Marissa, hey.

- What's up? - Diane wants you

in the partner meeting in five minutes.

What? N-No, I'm... Marissa, I'm...

I'm joking.

Don't do that.

- So, what's it like? Is there a hot tub? - No.

You're kidding. Why have a private jet

if you don't have a hot tub?

Since when?

So, you'll check in

on Francesca for me?

This is the longest

- that she's looked after Joseph. - Got it.

She's not gonna replace me as a friend?

- Francesca? - No, your rich friend.

- Just remember, I'm funnier. - Oh, yeah.

I'll remember when I'm sitting in a hammock on the beach.

- See you in a few days. - Buy me something.

I'm on my way there right now.

I need a month off.

No.

- Then this is my notice. - Wait.

You're my eyes and ears down there.

I know. And I need a month off to defend someone.

- Who? - Someone I owe my life to.

Who?

An Army corporal.

He's been charged with insubordination,

- sabotage and negligent homicide. - All right.

- So he has a military lawyer. - Yeah, and they replaced him

with a bad one.

- He's going to court tomorrow. - Okay.

Wait.

- Come with me. - Where?

Don't be so suspicious.

Just come with me.

Uh, wait.

- Uh... - What? You're not

doing this alone.

- Mr. Firth. - Liz.

- Where's Adrian? - Uh, New York.

- At a legal conference. - Oh. You two

- know each other? - Uh...

- Not so much. - Ye...

- But to a certain degree. - But we did the...

- the one case. - Sure.

- Yeah. - Okay.

So, I need you to help Caleb with a case in military court

as a personal favor.

I'd like Caleb to stay involved with things down here.

- Okay? - Sure.

Thanks.

- I didn't ask... - I know.

- And you don't have to... - No, it's...

It's my job.

Listen, um...

I just want you to know

that I've never done anything like that before.

Me, neither. Wait, what are we talking about?

Going off together.

Um, I-I haven't been with anyone since my divorce.

It was just experimentation.

- Right? - Right.

And we move on.

Exactly. Moving on.

So, uh, what's the case?

Corporal Demarcus Laney.

He's a friend I served with in the Baghlan Province.

How long were you in the Army?- Five years.

You don't seem like the type.

- What's the type? - I don't know.

J- Just not you.

Where is Baghlan Province?

Afghanistan.

Laney testified against a superior

and admitted he'd sabotaged his sniper rifle.

Next day, his superior killed an Afghan translator,

and they're blaming Laney's sabotage.

Why'd he sabotage the gun?

Because his superior was committing war crimes.

Laney wanted to keep the rifle from firing.

Okay, well, we'll...

We'll get a quick continuance to buy us some time.

All rise.

Okay.

Where are we on this?

Plaintiff is ready to proceed, Your Honor.

Defense asks the court for a continuance of 60 days.

Your Honor, that would be their fourth continuance.

I'm arguing an appeal before the Seventh Circuit

on Thursday. Can't be helped.

Your Honor, the last two continuances were granted

because Mr. Jansen was going out of town for depositions.

Before that, he was on vacation.

Even litigators need a holiday.

This is a way to starve our case.

They are a deep pocket who can outwait us.

They'll get constant continuances,

and then afterwards, they'll appeal.

And then they'll appeal those appeals,

and not because they think that they can win

but because they know we don't have the money

to keep the case going.

So we'll quit.

60-day continuance granted.