Fatal Attraction

Good morning.

Good morning. Molina: Good morning.

Good morning. Good morning.

For the record, Daniel Michael Gallagher,

convicted of murder in the second degree,

given a sentence of 15 years to life.

This is your first appearance

before the board? Yes, ma'am.

Blake: You managed to keep a clean disciplinary record.

You were involved in the exoneration of David Rangel?

Blake: You seem to have made it a point

to provide that kind of assistance.

I agree with whoever it was that said that the greatest threat

to our system of justice is an innocent man.

And we understand you do have a statement you've prepared.

Yes, ma'am.

I only wanted to say that...

...that I...

That every day that I have been in here,

I have thought about Alexandra Forrest.

Because I need to make myself understand what I did,

how she died...

...that I killed her...

and why.

My position,

my accomplishments,

everything that I had...

...and everything that I wanted...

next to that, she meant nothing.

That she tried to jeopardize it,

in my mind...

meant that I was justified in whatever I chose to do.

And I chose rage.

I chose to lose control.

I chose to take her life.

And the man that I had always believed myself to be

could not have done that.

But I did.

So I have tried to take every single day

that I have been in here...

...to come...

to a better understanding

of who I really am...

and to atone.

Um, that's all I have to say.

If you were to be paroled, what plans do you have for yourself?

The first...

The first thing that I would like to do

is to be reconnected with my family.

Do you have any more questions?

No.

Thank you, Mr. Gallagher.

We'll take all of this under advisement

and notify you of our decision.

Thank you all very much.

Guard: Come on. Let's go.

Uh, that's not mine.

That's not my phone.

Name?

Ellen Gallagher.

Man: ...on vacation in Switzerland, and, one morning,

his wife came back from a hike and described climbing a hill

to find an old wooden house at the top,

with a beautiful handcarved door.

Did I not tell this story in junior honors seminar?

No? Okay.

Well, so, after lunch,

she wanted him to see the house with the door,

so they climbed the hill

and then all the surrounding hills,

but they never found it.

Carl Jung described his wife as calm and rational,

logical, impossible to fool.

But so here was something she swore had happened,

that he absolutely could not explain.

I mean, four other classes, yeah,

and then the reading, as well.

So it's... it's a lot, but, uh, I think I just find

that, with, like, listening and even taking notes,

everything is just sort of gone as soon as it's over.

So doing that transcription just really helps,

like, set it in stone for me, I guess.

So it's worth all the extra time.

Plus, you'll have a hard copy of every lecture to refer back to.

Yeah.

Still, though, why are other people

just, like, so good at it? At what?

Remembering what they hear?

Yeah.

Trust me, they're not.

So, do you...

My father might be, um...

up for parole.

He's up for parole.

That must have been so hard for you to be holding on to.

All this time, you've had to carry his being in prison,

when you had told me he was dead.

Well, he's never e-mailed me before.

Ever.

And then he asked me to come to his hearing,

and I didn't e-mail back,

but I went.

I'm sorry that I lied.

People tell me what they're ready to tell me.

[ Indistinct conversations echoing ]

Let me run something by you, okay?

Work-related?

Speaking of birthdays, it was Marlena's birthday.

And she's been sending me these screenshots

of some shit called a tennis bracelet.

Like I got that kind of scratch laying around.

So I had to get creative.

Oh, boy.

What? It's nothing.

I just don't want to have anything in my mouth

when you tell me what you did.

So I thought to myself,

"How much jewelry have I got Winnie over the years?"

And then I've never seen most of it, like, ever again.

So I looked, and I found this one thing

that pretty much solved my problem exactly.

So I repurposed it.

Oh. Marlena loves it. She went fucking crazy.

I'm sure she did. You both clearly have great taste.

Fuck you, dude. I need some advice here.

Why? You already did the thing I would have told you not to do.

Because I could have sworn that Winnie would not remember

this fuckin' thing that she's never worn once,

but now she says that she can't find it

and that she thinks someone stole it.

And she wants me to claim it on insurance.

Which I have not done yet. Because that's fraud.

So I explained to her, I was like, "Babe, look.

It doesn't make sense that a thief would just sneak in here

and steal this one thing. It probably just slipped

through the cracks in the drawer or whatever."

Which, yeah, I think I might just double down on that.

Yeah, that's a good idea.

Or you could blame it on one of the kids.

Frank, honestly, stop talking to me, your direct supervisor,

about your criminal fucking enterprise.

And if you come to my party with anybody other than your wife,

I will crap thunder on you.

Like Marlena would want to come to a geezer's party. She's 23.

Oh, there it is, the face.

You know, no wonder they're gonna make you judge.

- Well, happy birthday, Danny. - Thank you, Terry.

Also, tell me again on Thursday.

Morning.

Good morning.

You see the hearing's been pushed?

I did, yes, thank you. How are you today?

Okay.

I had a dream last night

this giant snake bit me on the face.

Well, that's disturbing.

Beatrice.

Oh. Here for Koestner?

Yep, it's been a while

since I've been up against one of Norman's juries.

You should be fine, so long as you haven't missed anything.

You haven't missed anything, have you?

Shut up.

Ooh! Heard your 40th birthday's coming up.

That's young for a judge.

Just not young for a person.

Damn! Beatrice, that hurts.

[ Elevator bell dings, doors open ]

Hey, hey, boss. Hey.

Hey. Can I get a sign-off?

Vehicular manslaughter. I was thinking probation.

Defendant blew a 1.8. That's pretty drunk, Phil.

Right, but it's a first offense.

Plus, the vic died of a heart attack.

No. No deal. Save your empathy for somebody

who doesn't get behind the wheel shit-faced.

Bad decisions lead to bad outcomes.

You play stupid games, you win stupid prizes.

Gabriel: How you doing, Your Honor?

Don't jinx me, Gabriel.

I'm home!

Those are pretty pictures.

Nana got it for me. Oh, really?

Beth: At the Taschen store.

It was sealed in plastic, so it might have been

the illustrated Scandinavian Kama Sutra, for all she knew.

But she liked the cover, so here we are.

But it's not, right? Right?

It's fairy tales.

Fairy tales. Okay. Fairy tales are good.

I'm sorry.