The first 200 lines.
Watch it.
So, do we think we'll get jail time when we're caught
or are they just going to demote you
from snack shack to urinal duty?
We're fine.
One of the gas dock guys said employees do this all the time.
Plus, my father's an equity member.
You can do whatever you want as long as you're with me. See?
I'm just a good employee just making sure
that the VIP members are happy.
Smart boy. That's how
you move up in the world. Exactly.
Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh. Oh, yeah.
Boom!
Oh, yeah. How's this for an after-party?
Let's go.
Hmm? I'm good.
You sure? It's expensive.
It's from my father's supply.
What's the matter?
You forgot how to smile?
Last one in sucks eggs.
Hey. What's up?
Listen, man, Sherry and I were talking out in the hall
and, well...
she thinks you should clear out for a bit.
No one likes a third wheel.
Come on in.
Third wheel?
Oh. Oh.
I didn't realize that Sherry liked you like that.
Yeah, no. Sorry, man.
It's my bad.
Why don't you take a drive?
I thought you wanted to move up in the world.
Oh.
Hi. Where's...
Oh. Uh, he left.
Left?
Left for where? Why?
Not sure. Uh, he said something
about feeling like a third wheel.
Can't say I blame him. Oh.
Uh... Sorry, no.
No, I think you misread.
Come on. Relax.
Hey. Back off.
Like I'd ever want you anyway.
Townie trash.
Oh, my God.
My nose.
You bitch!
I knew you were a creep.
Following around a bunch of teenagers all summer.
You know what we call you? The lurker.
Hey, guys, I'm back. I'm sorry.
I, uh, hope everyone's got...
Hey, hey...
Whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, hey, hey.
Hey!
What did you do?!
I think you mean...
...what did we do, Andy.
Thank you again for taking the time
to meet in person, Milton.
I understand that this vetting process can feel
a bit like a colonoscopy.
But the more thorough we are, the better.
Well, I would expect nothing less, Victor.
Oh. Or should I say
Mr. Landis?
Before I start my process,
I always like to ask.
Is there anything that
I need to know?
I assure you, I'm really very boring.
You need to be bulletproof.
People will come out of the woodwork
with nasty rumors,
petty grudges, hearsay.
It's all fair game now.
The process has gotten to be so unseemly.
Once the White House officially nominates you, we go to war.
And I don't like going to war without all the information.
So if there's anyone from your past
that you think we might be hearing from,
I need you to tell me now.
Hello, Andy. It's been a long time.
No.
You're not going to hear from anyone.
I'm quite sure of it.
You better be damn sure about this. Because if
I'm gonna help you accuse a sitting judge of murder--
which is basically career suicide--
I'm gonna need a damn good reason
you think he did it.
With all due respect, Captain,
we do have a damn good reason we think he did it.
Elsbeth. Give the woman the damn good reason.
Donna Summer. Oh, my God.
Detective Rivers,
when you examined the crime scene,
did you happen to notice
what record was on the turntable?
Do I look like a DJ?
Well, it was Donna Summer.
This is the transcript for Delia Kirby's trial.
Delia's defense was that she didn't hear Andy's attacker
because someone turned the stereo up too loud.
But nobody-- not Detective Rivers,
not the prosecution, not the defense--
ever mentioned what that music was.
And this matters because...
Because Crawford slipped.
After the verdict, he taunted me
by calling Andy a "disco-loving pervert."
But it would be impossible for him
to know that Andy liked disco unless...
Unless he was there for the murder.
And Bingo was his name-o.
Mm-hmm. Tascioni,
this is a reach, okay? Even for you.
Crawford railroaded Delia
at every turn of that trial.
He was desperate to put her away for Andy's murder.
And the second that Elsbeth started asking questions,
Crawford was a thorn in our side,
making threats, interfering in our investigations.
He's scared. Detective Blanke, I want you to
personally reexamine the Mertens case.
This time, with Crawford in mind as a person of interest.
No, no. But that was my case.
Sir. Good point.
Well, you can assist Detective Blanke.
Oh, no, I think that's a... Oh. No, I don't really like...
You are lucky you're getting a second chance at all,
let alone a chance to work with a detective
that you could actually learn something from.
If I were you, I'd shut up.
Just make sure we get this guy.
Otherwise, it's all our asses.
I just think our first question has to be motive.
Why would a judge murder a financial analyst
and frame his girlfriend?
Yeah. Explain that.
I don't know. Yet.
But...
we might have a lead.
Excellent. Who's we?
Hello.
- Elsbeth! - Delia and I
have been doing a little digging of our own.
Andy didn't really like to talk about his life
before he moved to New York.
- And he gave you all of this? - Well,
sometimes Andy and I would do a sexy burglar role play.
I'd sneak in and he'd catch me.
I think I was a little too good at it.
I stole a lot of his stuff. And actuall..
Okay. You see this, um, logo?
This is from the Stockport Yacht Club. Okay.
- So? - Andy lived
a town over and only worked there one summer. And I'll give you
one guess whose family has a summer home
in the same town as the club.
Who?
Oh. Crawford.
Uh, wait, he does?
Could be a coincidence, no? I don't think so.
I think something happened at that yacht club
that cost Andy Mertens his life.
Well... sounds like
a little road trip is in order.
Aye aye, Captain.
Can you not stand right behind me?
It's like we're in one of those videos
where people pretend they got into Harvard
because they're bored.
Well, maybe if your LSAT score is high enough,
you won't have to pretend. Mom.
Sorry, sorry. I am cool.
I'm cool.
Come here. Gonzo.
Good girl. Oh. Okay, they posted it.
Oh. Wow.
Let me see.
Oh. Wow.
That is
much higher than I was expecting.
Seriously.
Your LSAT score is higher than Elle Woods'.
Wait. No, it isn't.
In the musical, not the movie.
I guess "five" was easier to rhyme than "nine."
What it must be like in your brain.
Teddy, this is so amazing. How do you feel?
Well, to be honest, I was still
sort of on the fence about applying,
but after these scores, I...
I guess I'm going to law school.
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