Goliath

Hey, hi.

Mr. McBride.

Right?

Are you by chance Billy McBride?

- Huh? The Billy McBride. - Goddamn it.

I got a civil case.

A friend of mine, her brother worked for Borns Technology

and he died on one of their boats.

Your old firm's big kahuna client,

they told her that her brother killed himself,

but she's convinced he didn't.

Okay. Come on. Here.

I Googled you, you know.

Did Google happen to say what became of me?

You drink too much.

That's not accurate.

I drink just the right amount.

He was already drunk.

And this isn't me just ripping on my ex.

This was one of the best trial lawyers ever.

Juries used to love you.

At one point, they loved me so much,

I could do anything I wanted, just about.

But that can be dangerous.

The idea of you and my fucked up sister-in-law

tearing open wounds to chase some big pot of gold...

I'm chasing the truth, Ms. Larson. That's all I'm doing.

- Bullshit. - Aren't you interested in the truth?

A Gina Larson called.

Billy McBride visited her.

I went and saw the dead guy's wife.

She's hiding something.

I think there's a bigger picture here.

All I know is what I saw.

The Marquez boys told me that

this rained down on them after the explosion.

- Where is it from? I don't know.

We're gonna have to hire an explosives expert.

Yes. It's a war crime.

And if Borns Tech really did work on this,

then Borns Tech are fucking monsters

and they will kill you before they let you prove it.

Did that dude just take a picture of us?

This boyfriend of yours, what does he look like?

It's not him, Dad.

- (flies buzzing) Ever since I took this case,

weird shit is happening to me, okay?

People are following me. I'm getting pulled over

by the cops, having my ass beat.

- (laughs) At the end of the day,

they're big and we're little,

and they're gonna kill us and I am terrified.

We're still in the game.

That's the good news.

Think about what's going down in this case,

then ask yourself how much more of it you can take,

how many more people are going to get hurt.

Consider...

one dead client.

It's terrible.

We just have one more witness to call.

We'd like to call Donald Cooperman to the stand.

Miss Kittridge is going to say

that Mr. Stoltz had a conversation with you.

Oh. - Mr. Cooperman!

Good luck, Billy.

It's our witness list.

What did you expect me to do?

I expect you to be my fucking friend!

: You were never my friend

because I fuck guys for a living

and you thought that I'd be handy for you!

- What? - That was it!

The jury awards the Larson family damages

in the amount

of $162 million.

Burns you up to think I beat you.

Oh, your friend, Rachel Kennedy,

she wasn't the one we were trying to get.

You were supposed to get it.

She took yours.

DEA, search warrant! DEA, search warrant!

Down on the ground now!

Two left, two left!

Get your ass on the ground!

Two right!

Don't do it!

- (gunshots) - Suspect down!

Move! Move!

Right clear!

Keep moving.

Rest of the house is clear.

All clear. Last room.

That's a lot of fucking money.

Fuckin' "A."

A joint task force headed by the LAPD and the DEA

are zeroing in on the La Mano Cartel's

opioid distribution ring operating in Los Angeles,

Orange and San Diego counties.

Over $25 million in drugs and cash

have been seized so far.

City councilwoman and mayoral candidate Marisol Silva

has been spearheading the political pressure

to eradicate drugs in her district.

That's why we're working hand in hand with the DEA,

to stop these drug distribution networks.

And as your next mayor of Los Angeles,

it will be my priority to provide treatment

for those who are affected by opioid addiction.

In other news, officers responded to a report

of a fight in progress at a 7-Eleven

in the 600 block of Wilshire and Santa Monica.

When they arrived...

You gonna take him home?

Yeah. I got him.

Be right back.

Take your time. I'm gonna be here late.

You want me to send the guys home?

No, tell them to wait for me.

I don't want you here alone.

Bus stop will be lonely without them, anyways.

- Could you grab my hoodie for me, please? - Yeah.

- Hey, Billy. - Mm?

- Billy, come on. - (groans)

Let's go home.

Where-where's Trudy and those girls?

Uh, I don't know, buddy.

- Come on. Time to go home. - Is Trudy... Trudy leave?

- Uh-huh. I think so. - Oh.

- You all right, bud? - Mm.

Come on now.

There we go.

- Thank you. - Mm-hmm.

Hey, Billy, remind me tomorrow.

I'll show you that scissor lift video.

Yeah, okay, honey. Thanks.

It is real funny. Sweet dreams.

Fucking thing. Can you believe I bought this fucking car?

No, I can't.

- Unbelievable. - Don't look like you.

No, it don't look like me.

The sticker's still in the fucking thing.

Look at that.

It don't feel like me or look like me.

But the salesman, this cat gave me a pitch.

He said his wife was sick, and I'm saving the planet

and all this shit, you know, so...

Yeah.

Anyhow, I'm never gonna drive the fucking thing.

Do you want it?

No, man. I'm good with the bus.

- Let them worry about the traffic. - Yeah.

You sure? Oh, I'm not shitting you.

- I'll give it to you. - I don't want it.

Ah, all right.

There you go, brother.

- Appreciate it. - No, dude. No, come on.

You got to stop passing money out, okay?

Keep it. I'm good.

You got to stop throwing money around, you know.

You're gonna run out of it.

Yeah, maybe so. I don't give a shit.

I've run out before.

You could use it. Buy the kids something, man.

I'm good, Billy. Thank you.

I'm good. Come on. Let's go.

I'm good from here.

- No. - Yeah.

No way, man. I'm taking you up 'cause, you know, if I don't,

you're gonna end up on the beach all night.

You know what?

That's what we ought to do.

We ought to go down to the beach to have a drink.

Frankie can take care of all that shit, right?

I've seen your car. I don't trust your choices.

: Shut up.

Come on, let's go have a fucking drink, man.

- No. Come on. Come on, Billy. - Let's go.

- Come on, Billy. Let's go. - Oh, look at that.

I always wanted a fucking Indian chick.

- Yeah? - (laughs)

I really appreciate it, Oscar.

You don't have to... have to keep doing this shit.

Babysitting a fucking old man like me.

You go way above and beyond the call of duty, sir.

Well, can I get you something? You-you need some water?

- How do you feel? - Oh. No, you know how I feel about water.

No, I'm good, bud.

I'm good.

I don't want to do this, but I need to ask you something.

I'm... I don't want to take advantage.

W-Whatever it is, no sweat. What's up?

I just don't know who else to talk to,

I mean, that's a lawyer.

Um, I didn't even tell Frankie.

I'm embarrassed, I-I guess.

Um...

not embarrassed, but...

I-I don't know the words for it.

Uh...