The Client List

Previously on The Client List...

Someone just broke into my house, and they attacked Lacey.

Do you think it was Carlyle? It's possible.

Carlyle has been after the Rub clients for a while.

I'd like to raise the offer -- $200,000.

Lacey just lost her baby because of this son of a bitch.

She what? I-I didn't even know she --

Yeah, well, now you do.

This is who we're trying to find.

Why are you still trying to find him?

Riley: Sean Foster, the guy that attacked Lacey --

I'm looking at him right now.

Don't do anything stupid.

You're not going anywhere, asshole.

Aaah! Get out of the car!

When did you go from "I'm done being Riley's errand boy"

to putting both our jobs on the line for her?

You can't lie for me. It's already done.

Triangle relationship does not work.

You're dating someone new.

Kyle and I are trying to work on our marriage.

I should be going back to my motel?

I guess so. I want to come home.

I want my wedding to only be about love.

Georgia and I -- we don't have any secrets.

This place is your life.

It cost me my first husband.

So, you put out any fires lately?

A small one -- Spindle Hill. No biggie.

You can brag, you know.

You're a real, live hero.

One that just got knifed in the back by his wife.

She cheated.

Ohh. Ouch.

She swears it'll never happen again, but I can't get over it.

I know it's not fair that --

Yeah, because you come here.

Still hard to forgive.

Well...Don't wait for the anger to be gone.

Forgiveness -- that is a choice.

You know, you decide in your mind first,

and then your heart catches right on that.

You're right.

I should probably --

start with a clean slate.

Yeah. Yeah.

I always hate to lose one of my favorite clients,

but I will be real happy to see your marriage work out.

What do you say we make our last time one for the record books?

Okay, then.

Uh...change of plans.

Blue light just flashed.

No problem. I know the rules.

Stick to legal body parts.

It's not nearly as fun, but I'll be back in a few minutes.

Hey.

Evan. Hey. What a surprise.

Oh, you two know each other?

Yeah, he's my husband's brother. I'm her brother-in-law.

Excuse me.

Listen, sorry about that whole scene at the station the other night.

No, let's just not get into it.

As long as things aren't weird between us.

No, we're good.

Doesn't feel that way, but...okay.

You know, you're out of your patrol area --

I mean, like, way out -- so what are you --

what are you doing here in sugar land?

Yeah, it's not official police business.

I actually threw out my neck. Ohh.

I can barely move it, so I was wondering if you could fit me in.

I mean, not you, of course.

That would just be... Weird.

Is it strange giving a massage to a guy you slept with?

No.

Not at all.

I mean, it usually happens before the big event,

but...after works, too.

So, whatever happened between us, huh?

I mean, we went on, what, like three dates and...

Bad timing?

Yeah, it doesn't really matter.

I'm not really a one-man type of woman,

but you seem like a one-woman type of man.

Sounds like a country song.

A crappy one.

All right. Oh, you are tight.

Is something going on at work?

Which, by the way, I hear you're a full-fledged cop now.

Oh, yeah. That's right.

Don't let me catch you on the wrong side of the law.

How'd you hurt yourself -- tackling a suspect?

No.

There's this woman I'm seeing.

She's freezing me out.

I guess the tension went to my neck.

Oh, that's what I hear from all my clients.

Women are the source of all tension.

Yeah. I met her at the Academy.

No! Sorry.

You don't date the people you work with.

I mean, it's just a disaster waiting to happen.

Where else do you meet people?

I don't know. Just not on the clock.

What about you? You seeing someone?

Maybe.

Well, where'd you meet him?

You know, since when did this session become about me?

Just lay down. Hush up.

Relax.

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Dale: Oh, my God. Come on.

Right? Was I right?

Yeah, I mean, it's not bad for a 14-rated food truck.

14-rated?

Come on. Those lists are rigged.

I'm telling you. This place is the bomb.

Look at this.

You got pork and beef in the same sandwich.

Mm-hmm. Come on. That's good. Mmm.

Are you gonna drink that?

Y-- mmm.

I've been working out so hard. Have you?

You know, I forgot to tell you --

I had a late-night load of lumber to drop off.

That sounds so disgusting.

No, no, no -- lumber, not logs.

Guess who the delivery was for.

Who's that?

Vandermeyer Construction Company.

What? That isn't weird?

Come on. That's crazy. It's not that crazy.

It's a huge construction company.

By the way, what's going on with the case?

You still have to testify against that dude?

Yeah. Yeah. I'm just waiting for a date.

How's Riley handling the whole thing?

I asked her if I could move back in the house.

You want my advice? No.

You got to stop pushing her.

Did you hear me say "no"?

You need to be the wind in the willow, my friend.

The book -- from elementary school?

No, not the book. Forget about the book.

What are you talking about? See this?

You got to be the willow in the wind, okay?

Okay.

Wind goes left, you go left, right?

Wind goes right...

I go right. Hey, now you're getting it.

The trick is to bend -- all right? -- And not break.

This is serious. Okay.

You -- you have to just let Riley

ask the willow to come back.

So, the bottom line here -- don't be the oak.

Don't be the oak.

Be the willow.

Be the willow. Are you gonna eat that?

Got it.

Don't...like you. So, there we go.

Oh, hey.

I need to give a final head count to the caterer,

so you bringing a plus-one to Georgia's wedding?

Uh, no, it's just me.

I didn't get a plus-one, anyway.

Everyone got a plus-one,

and I know that because I made all the invitations.

Oh.

Well, the answer's still no.

Selena, you could ask that cute banker guy

that was hitting on you at the gym.

Didn't you have a drink with him?

He talked about his shih tzu all night.

Aww. Well, ask him anyway.

Going to a wedding alone is so depressing.

You know, I don't know why everyone feels so sorry

for the girl without a date.

It's not so bad.

I mean, you get to come and go as you please,

and those dance floors -- they're a happy hunting ground.

I wouldn't know. I'm taking my husband.

I keep forgetting that you're married.

Right?

Must be hard to have a husband

and do this job at the same time.

How does that work?

Oh, Harold's calling.

Yay. Hi. Wait, what?

Okay. Well, don't worry about a thing. I'm on my way.

Sorry.

Maid of honor to the rescue.

Don't touch that.

Hey. Ohh.

I got here as soon as I could. How bad is it? Oh, God.

She is reorganizing the liquor.

Yeah, for the second time.

That's why I called you.

Good luck. Okay.

And thanks. You got it.

Hey, there, lady. What is...going on?