Elsbeth

Hello?

Hey, what's up, dude?

No, I already left. I'm-I'm home already.

Well, is Sheila still there? 'Cause, like,

she honestly knows the model better than I do.

No, I-I honestly don't know.

All right, well, good luck.

Okay, bye.

Hey.

Delia,

you scared me.

Open the safe.

I don't know the combination.

Don't you lie to me.

I wouldn't lie to you.

I'm gonna get that combination out of you.

The question is,

are we gonna do this the easy way...

or the hard way?

Ooh.

I'm thinking maybe the hard way.

I bet you are.

I'm gonna shower.

Let's have some Donna.

("Dim All the Lights" by Donna Summer playing)

Hello, Andy.

It's been a long time.

God!

You?

Man, I told you, we have no issue, okay?

And you've kept your promise all these years?

Yes, I swear, I told you I was never gonna say anything.

That makes this much tidier.

What are you doing?

I'm not gonna say anything!

I swear! I promise!

Sorry.

Can't take that chance anymore.

Andy?

Why's it so loud?

Andy?

Hey, if you don't turn the music down,

that Lydia lady is gonna call the cops.

Andy!

Here's Teddy!

Uh, Ma, I don't think anyone wants to...

Teddy, the man everyone's

been waiting so long to meet. Welcome to the precinct.

And everyone heard how you crushed

that big work presentation last month.

Well done.

Oh. You've heard about that?

Let's head into my office.

Is this the famous Teddy?

Oh! Lieutenant Connor.

Nice to put a face to a name.

I thought you would be shorter.

I'm sorry?

Not your fault.

Hey, Chef Boy-Ar-Tee.

Huh?

Your mom told me you made the best pasta sauce

she ever had last night.

Oh, that was just some recipe I found on TikTok.

Mmm, you got to send it to me.

Okay, so...

you can set up here.

I'll run down to the courthouse

and deal with this summons mix-up.

And then I'll pick you up for lunch

and we can decide

what my Teddy fact of the day will be.

"Teddy fact of the day"?

I'm only giving her one new piece of information

about me a day. Because we have boundaries.

Speaking of which, um, maybe let's not

broadcast every Teddy fact to the entire NYPD.

And I'm sorry

about this jury duty fiasco.

I was just so excited to get the summons.

Feels like I'm a real New Yorker.

You'd be the first real New Yorker

to get excited by a jury summons.

But if I had known that you were gonna be here this week,

I would have postponed.

Oh, it's fine.

Really, I-I have a lot of work to catch up on.

Okay, you watch.

I'll be back by noon.

Okay.

Um, sorry.

So sorry.

I'm sorry, guys.

Oh, did I spill that?

Oh, sorry, uh...

Excuse me, do you have any idea

who I talk to about postponing my service?

I think if you wanted to postpone,

you had to call the number when you got the summons.

Right, I just didn't have

to postpone back then, now I do.

I'll just explain it to the judge. Okay.

So, do you think they'll, uh, call our names soon?

Oh, please, every time it's the same.

They tell you to be here at 9:00 on the dot,

then they don't start until 10:00

because they assume everyone will be late.

Some of us have real jobs we could be doing right now.

I woke up to 300 emails.

Wow, you must do something really important.

Marketing. But listen,

my assistant researched effective excuses.

All you have to do is tell the judge you can't be impartial

and then give some reason.

Like you were the victim of a crime.

Or you hate lawyers.

I can be impartial.

And I am a lawyer.

I heard that some judges get mad

if they think you're lying.

No, I really am a lawyer.

Who would lie about that?

Oh. Hey.

The client doesn't want it to say Peyronie's disease

anywhere in the ad.

So what's your excuse gonna be?

Oh, I'm not giving an excuse.

I'm dying to get on a jury.

But if you're a lawyer, they'll ding you for sure.

So what do you do?

I'm making a podcast.

Ooh! Yeah.

Would I have heard of it?

Is it Car Talk?

Ooh... you probably haven't heard of it.

I'm still building my audience.

Oh. Yeah.

That must be the defendant.

Oh, my God, The New York View is obsessed with her.

She supposedly snuck into her neighbor's apartment

and beat him to death.

Really? Mm-hmm.

She looks so scared.

You can't judge by looks.

Some women turn out to be total loons.

Like both my ex-girlfriends.

Both? Wow.

All rise for the Honorable Judge Milton Crawford.

Oh, shoot, I'm so sorry!

Oh, gosh, I'm so sorry.

I think I got tea leaves on your shoes.

Ma'am. Yes?

You need to rise.

Sorry.

I'm sorry, Your Honor.

Be seated.

After hearing the details of this case,

is there anything you heard that you feel

would make you unable to be fair and impartial?

Is it a problem if we've read a lot

of news coverage about the case?

It depends.

Have you?

No, but I overheard that woman

saying that she has.

Ma'am, do you feel that you could

set aside what you've read in order

to render a verdict solely based on evidence?

You mean pretend I don't know all the stuff that lady did?

I guess. Your Honor,

move to strike this juror for cause?

Au revoir, mon ami.

Overruled. The juror clearly stated

that she would set aside what she'd read.

Huh.

That seems wrong.

Ms. "Tasaroni," you are a...

consent decree lawyer with the Department of Justice.

My question is: what, uh,

what-what is that?

Well, I work with the police--

Move to strike for cause. Now wait just a moment.

Huh? Huh? Ma'am, do you know

any of the officers or detectives

involved in this matter?

No, Your Honor.

But I did want to mention, my son...

And is there any reason

why you feel

you can't be impartial in this case?

No, I suppose there isn't, but I...

I see

no cause to strike this juror.

Seriously?! She's basically a cop!

Can I use a-a-a...?