It does make sense.
Your hacker boy at home?
Tell him we need his help.
Are you sure this is going to work?
But we'll both feel really awesome if it does.
I understand your client is interested in reaching a plea deal?
Yes, my client pleads no contest
to a reduced charge of assault,
which will be wiped from her record
upon payment of restitution.
Mr. Manning has already agreed.
True, but because my client's employer
will be paying the restitution costs,
I wanted the hospital's lawyer to go on record
in your courtroom agreeing to that.
Is the lawyer here?
David Tucker from Middleton hospital, Your Honor.
We go on record as having agreed to financial terms
of a settlement in the amount of $500,000.
You're very lucky
someone else has picked up this tab, Ms. Samuels.
Actually, I'd like to alert the court
to the fact that, by agreeing to these terms,
Mr. Tucker has just gone on record
to paying himself half of that $500,000.
I'm not following.
Neither am I, Your Honor.
I recently discovered that Mr. Tucker and Mr. Manning here are lovers.
Here are E-mails between Mr. Manning and Mr. Tucker
where they've shared intimate photos of one another,
as well as affectionate language.
These are my private E-mails, Your Honor.
As the hospital's attorney,
Mr. Tucker had inside knowledge
as to which cases would force the hospital to pay out big,
including a salacious rape charge.
This is slander.
They chose my client knowing she was timid
and would make an easy mark.
In no way does this prove
that these two men set up Ms. Samuels for rape.
But they did set up a joint bank account in Mykonos.
Restitution of this size
should last them quite a while over there.
don't you a think a motion is in order here?
We would like to file a motion
to dismiss the charges against Ms. Samuels.
You're free to go.
You ever think about changing your name
from Winterbottom to "Ice cold"?
Because that... was balls-out amazing.
I mean, I knew you could pull it off,
but who knew you'd give them the old "Rope-a-dope."
Oh, come on. Boxing?
Rumble in the jungle?
Ali leans back on the ropes, Foreman tires himself out.
As soon as he's spent,
Ali comes back to life and just --
Was that 'cause you're desperate again, or...?
Why did you drag us all here again?
And please don't tell me
we're celebrating Nate going to jail for us.
Oliver wanted to meet you guys.
Your boyfriend knows who we are?
No, and he's not my boyfriend,
But I do like him
and would like to get laid by him,
so everyone be on their best behavior.
Oh, and I have a drug problem.
I had to tell Oliver that I was an addict
so he wouldn't know that we killed Sam.
So just play along unless you want to go to jail.
Feels like I just got off the plane in Hawaii.
Where are the leis?
meet Michaela, Laurel, and Wes.
Guys, please don't humiliate me.
Oh, we wouldn't dare.
说真的 奥利弗 他一直在说你的事
But seriously, Oliver, you're all he ever talks about.
"Blah, blah, Oliver, blah."
Stop it. No, he doesn't.
And seriously, about his little drug-problem thing --
We're all doing our part keeping him honest.
Michaela, it's time for bed.
Give me a sec.
And when it comes to Connor's deep and varied emotional issues...
It's like 300 pages of Tax Law.
They sprung it on us this morning,
so I'm -- I'm gonna be here all night.
I'll call you in the morning.
The library lie?
I use that one on Kan sometimes, too.
Is it the nightmares?
Rebecca lied to me.
Rudy -- the -- the guy who lived in my apartment?
I got his arrest report today.
She said he had a -- a nervous breakdown,
But actually it was a drug overdose,
which put him in a mental institution.
Maybe she didn't know that.
Maybe, but the night it all happened,
it was the -- the same night Lila was murdered.
You think Rudy had something to do with Lila's murder?
I don't know.
Sam killed Lila, Wes.
We proved it in court.
What if I was wrong?
But what if I was and she did it?
Then what we did -- what I did...
Sam dying was his own fault.
But Nate's in jail now.
And...what we're doing to him is...
What if I was wrong about her the whole time?
I'll be leaving in the morning.
Come on, baby.
Let me at your hair.
Your kitchen is tight.