Partner Track (2022) s01e06 Episode Script

1
[upbeat music playing]
[Ingrid] Entropy.
The measure of the disorder
of a system.
Mine's off the charts.
One kiss with Murphy,
and I feel like my whole life is chaos.
- [Rachel] Mmm!
- [Tyler] Mm-hmm!
Wow. Yes.
Okay. So, anyway, Jerry's hauling ass,
Olympic-level kayaking,
and Justin's boat runs out of juice,
so we're just
Ooh. Ah, silver spoon strikes again.
Ugh, it's like he's my punishment.
Well, you're here,
so clearly this story has a happy ending.
Yeah. I mean, so eventually
we just, like, drift to shore,
and then by the time we get there,
everything was over and you were gone.
I didn't hear about Dan's bullshit
until the next day.
Bullshit's the word for it. Just watch.
Everyone's gonna shrug it off.
No big thing.
Marty called a last-minute
all-hands meeting. That never happens.
- I mean, it has to be about the retreat.
- So what if it is?
Dan is Marty's golden boy.
He won't do anything to him.
When I went to Marty about it,
he didn't even argue. Marty.
He's taking this seriously. Trust me.
Thank you.
Don't let that asshole live in your head.
Dealing with the Dans
is the price
of being successful and fabulous.
And you are both.
- Yo, man. Thanks for coming in.
- [chuckles] Oh!
Wouldn't miss it.
You got the best brunch in the hood.
- Selfie? Yeah!
- Yeah. Sure.
[Rachel chuckling]
- [camera shutter clicks]
- [chuckles]
You guys enjoy your food.
- Thanks.
- Thank you.
Ah, people eat it up
when we brunch in the neighborhood.
I'd call y'all shameless
for flaunting your picture-perfect life,
but then I remember you're a politician.
You better get in
on memorializing your youth.
One day left and all.
- Below the belt, Robinson.
- [Tyler chuckles]
Rachel Friedman, 30-something?
Who even is she?
Over it. And I don't want
any surprise party or birthday presents.
I just wanna hang at my favorite bar
with my besties. Okay?
- Motion granted.
- Thank you. Moving on.
So how goes the post-kiss crisis?
[Ingrid sighs]
I still don't know what to do.
Nick is fantastic.
He gets all my references.
And when we're together, it's so fun.
I mean, we have, like, actual fun.
Not to mention he could walk a runway
and has a bank account
that could make nation-states jealous.
Uh-huh.
But she can't get Murphy out of her head.
Oh, I don't think it's her head
that's the problem.
- [Rachel] Oh my.
- [Tyler, Ingrid sigh]
I mean, that kiss was
It just brought it all back.
That night at the wedding, the intensity.
I mean, I don't know what to do.
Be a mature adult and tell Nick.
Or you could not do that.
- Telling him would be for you. Not him.
- Thank you.
[Ingrid sighs]
I mean, I know,
but Nick is so serious about us.
We're supposed to make dinner tonight,
and I don't wanna lie to him.
Objection. It's not lying,
it's discretion.
Don't listen to these two.
Just be real with him.
["Give It All Up"
by Rén with the Mane playing]
Why would you give it all up, all up? ♪
Why would you give it all up? ♪
Why would you give it all up, all up? ♪
Why would you give it all up? ♪
Nick Laren, man of the people.
- Making his own pasta.
- Mm-hmm.
- Did you learn this to impress the girls?
- [chuckles]
Yeah. More like the sous-chef
took pity on the bored tween.
But hey. You know, I got some life skills
out of it, so bonus.
Oh, the sous-chef.
The real chef was too good
for the Laren scion?
Uh, the head chef was much too busy
with Mom's dinner parties.
Well, now I want your head chef
to handle Rachel's party.
Oh yeah?
I thought she, uh, nixed that idea.
It's her 30th.
Tyler and I can't do nothing.
We decided to bring her favorite dishes
from around the city to the bar.
Yeah, that's the kind of organizational
nightmare Mom would have outsourced.
[chuckles] Well,
I'm all out of head chefs,
so my trusty spreadsheet it is.
Life skills, you know?
[chuckles]
[Nick sighs]
[piano music plays faintly]
- There's something I need
- Damn. This is, um Ugh, this is sticking.
Can can you grab another bag of flour?
Just over there. Thanks.
[cabinet shuts]
Hey, is everything okay?
Were you gonna say something?
What? Oh, uh
Yeah. Just
Just the all-hands meeting.
Marty's email was vague,
and Marty doesn't really do vague.
[Nick] Oh! [chuckles]
You, um, you got some feelings
about Marty there, I think, Sugarplum.
Why don't you go and get cleaned up?
And I will take care of all this.
- Sure. Sorry.
- All right.
[sighs]
[piano music continues]
Oh my God.
[camera shutter clicks]
[chuckles] This is the best gift ever.
Drama that's not mine.
- That is definitely a family ring.
- Okay, can you please be serious?
I never joke about carat count.
Okay, wait.
Real talk, do you wanna marry Nick?
You guys have been wrapped up
in hot-nerd bliss for months.
I don't know. Nick and I are great.
When we're together, it's easy.
It's just it's so fast.
After his mom,
he just wants everything, like, right now.
This is about the fuckboy.
Thought so.
I can't ignore that kiss.
- I need to talk to Murphy.
- Hedging your bets, Counselor?
You're just trying to lock down Murphy
before you torpedo your relationship.
We're lawyers.
Managing risk is what we do.
Where is he?
[sighs] Probably avoiding all the tension.
Jesus, these people need to unclench.
- [man 1] What's up?
- [man 2] What's up?
[Marty] Come on.
Let's settle down, everyone.
All right. Enough.
Some of you may know there was
an incident at this weekend's retreat.
I shouldn't have to say this,
but let me be crystal clear.
Parsons Valentine & Hunt
has a zero-tolerance policy
towards racism.
HR will be investigating
to ensure that everyone is abiding
by the code of conduct and the law.
Now, some of you may have forgotten
that this firm has a culture of respect.
We respect our clients,
and we respect our colleagues.
Anyone who undermines that respect
will be shown the door.
[elevator chimes]
Marty Adler.
[whimsical music plays]
All this pomp and circumstance for me?
You shouldn't have.
Only a Queen's welcome would do
for our favorite client.
Victoria St. Clair.
As in St. Clair properties.
I give you Parsons Valentine, New York.
We are here for whatever you need.
[whimsical music continues]
Shall we?
[dramatic music playing]
[man 3] Did you need Murph?
No. No, I don't need him.
Thanks.
- Oh my God! Oh God!
- Fucking a client?
- [Ingrid sighs]
- Even I haven't gone there.
Although, to be fair,
our clients' fuckability index?
- [sucks teeth] Not high.
- He's lucky he hasn't been disbarred.
For the record,
I called this fuckboy from day one.
He's been screwing with your head
ever since he got here.
Murphy said he had things to make up for
with Parsons that he couldn't mess up.
Is continuing to fuck a client
considered "messing up"?
Inquiring minds.
I think Victoria called him.
When we were working on the land lease,
he got a call and the name was just "her."
Maybe he's not just sleeping
with a client, maybe they're together.
How are you feeling about that ring now?
Glad you didn't tell Nick about that kiss?
I mean, he kissed me back. Who does that
when they're with someone else?
- Well, you're with Nick.
- What he said.
Jeff Murphy is not worth the headspace.
Now, Rach, since you're here
What? I said no birthday presents.
Who bought you a birthday present?
Friends can buy things for friends.
Oh! Organic gourmet gummies.
Half caffeine, half THC. He knows me.
They take you up and bring you back down.
Don't mix them up.
All right. Well, I'll allow it.
Thank you.
[mobile chimes]
Marty wants to see me.
You're right, Tyler.
Murphy is not worth the brain space.
The management committee votes
on partnership in a matter of weeks.
I need to be on my A-game.
Would you look at that?
It's my 30th birthday,
and I'm not the hot mess.
Well, now you're just tempting fate.
[both chuckle]
Happy birthday.
Hey, George Carlin.
Shouldn't you be cleaning out your office?
- Hey! They said it was your birth
- No.
Oh, that better not be a cupcake, Jerry.
Rachel, there you are.
I've put together the interview schedule
to discuss the retreat. You are at noon.
- See you then?
- Let's not waste our time.
I didn't see Dan's performance,
but from what I hear, he's racist as fuck
and you should can his ass.
- Was there anything else?
- No, that covers it.
Great.
Ooh, and happy birthday!
[sighs]
[chuckles]
[scoffs] If one more person says happy
Oh, hi, Mr. Rosenstein.
Are you, um
Are you lost?
One of us might be.
It's been 40 years, you see.
I have been going
for 40 years to the retreats.
Can you imagine that?
Well, I mean
- no.
- I've seen everything.
One time,
a Tax guy brought his pet parrot onstage
to show off
all the legal terms he'd taught it.
The guy died, next year.
I pity the sucker
who ended up with that thing.
Parrots live forever.
It's always Tax.
It is always Tax.
My point is that in 40 years,
I have seen nothing
worth a warm bucket of spit.
Except "Jargon Man."
That made me chuckle.
Thank you.
I sit on the board
of The Syndicate Theater,
and it has a crackerjack
new-writers program.
I talked
to the program director about you.
You think I should be a writer?
Every wise guy out there
who can string two sentences together
thinks he's a writer.
I know, I used to be one.
The truth is that it takes a spark.
You've got the spark.
You should use it.
Thank you.
Oh, and, Rachel,
happy birthday.
[chuckles]
- Mmm. Mmm.
- Oh.
[Marty] Not only no, but fuck no.
Yes. I mean you.
And you too.
Look. Get back to me
when you're not fucking useless.
Victoria St. Clair is kicking
her numbnuts husband to the curb
and needs to spin off part of her
hotel empire in the divorce settlement.
Since you're waiting for Min, I want you
to handle the divestiture personally.
You want me
to help Victoria St. Clair get divorced?
Regular people divorce. Victoria divests.
Got it. I'm honored.
You should be.
This is a very important client, Yun.
Do not fuck it up.
You can count on me, Marty.
Ms. St. Clair?
Victoria, please.
St. Clair is my husband's name,
which my publicist insists I keep.
- Never change your name, darling.
- My name is
Ingrid Yun, yes.
Marty told me all about you.
He insists you're up to the task.
My expectations are high.
I will exceed them.
Excellent.
As I'm sure you're aware,
my divorce lawyers have advised
that a divestiture
would be the most advantageous move.
But I maintain that Alistair deserves
precisely fuck and all.
He spent our marriage
gambling away the money I made.
Giving him more would be an insult.
And yet you're here.
They badgered me into it, the bastards.
Mainly by appealing to expediency.
Pay him off to go away.
- I don't see a ring gracing your finger.
- [Ingrid exhales]
Best to keep it that way.
Avoid all the mess.
You don't believe in marriage?
Men should be like tissues.
Soft, strong, and disposable.
- Mrs. White?
- With the rope. In the billiard room.
[both chuckle]
What about love?
Is there no room for that?
Men are toys. Play with them.
Don't let them play with you.
Otherwise, they take your life's work
on their way out of the door.
I had a thought on that.
The Wellspire chain of mid-price hotels
has been hit with dozens of lawsuits
for violating the ADA.
Bollocks. They're nuisance suits.
The hotels are fully compliant.
Yes, but it's a continuing issue.
If we spun Wellspire off in the divorce
Then Alistair
would take on all the liabilities.
Leaving you in the clear.
Aren't you clever?
[knocks on door]
Hey.
What are you doing?
I made you this.
I don't do birthday presents.
What? It's your birthday? What?
Happy birthday. What?
If you didn't know it was my birthday,
then what is that?
I was just, uh
I was making candles last night, so
Who makes candles?
It helps me get into a zen zone.
Look, anyway, I just
I was moved by how you let yourself
be so vulnerable at the retreat,
so I wanted to commemorate it.
You made me a sex candle?
No, no. It's not for that. It's just
No, no, no. Stop stop talking.
Take your phallic little art project
and scram.
Okay. Hold on.
No. And and don't mention the retreat.
[whispers] It didn't happen.
Okay. Well, about that, Karen from HR
scheduled an interview with me.
So what do you want me to say?
Just say what I said.
You didn't see Dan's bullshit.
Okay. If she asks where I was?
[whimsical music plays]
- Just trust me.
- Okay.
- Hey.
- [Rachel clears throat]
We banged in a canoe at the retreat.
It'll never happen again.
What do we need to sign?
You did the responsible thing
by alerting me.
I'll send each of you the paperwork.
Please be sure to indicate
that it was, in fact, consensual
and let me know
if the relationship status changes.
It won't.
Well, then.
You'll have the forms by end of day.
Great.
[door opens]
[Todd sighs]
My doc banned me
from caffeine gum and energy drinks.
Said my heart might actually explode.
[inhales] God, I hate the taste of coffee.
There's always tea.
- Mm-mm.
- [Tyler chuckles]
Right. I just had to cancel a client call
for this HR interview.
Have you guys done yours yet?
- No.
- No?
Hey. Silver lining. Maybe we'll be able
to knock Dan out of the running, eh?
Jesus. This is about something bigger
than making partner.
[intriguing music plays]
Parsons Valentine is committed
to a culture of respect.
It's our hope that a swift investigation
will uncover any inappropriate behavior,
and if so, we will take corrective action.
So, let's begin.
Can you tell me
in your own words what happened?
Well, Dan Fallon got up on stage
and let his racist flag fly.
So, there's that.
Dan Fallon did a comedy routine
at the firm's annual retreat,
featuring jokes that went
from dumb to outright racist.
Um
Yeah. Dan did stand-up,
which I didn't know he could do.
I mean, he's always telling jokes,
so I guess it makes sense.
Dan tried to use the retreat to prove
he was the biggest alpha in the room.
A senior associate's stand-up routine
included some racial material
that let everyone know
what he really thinks.
Well, a kid told some dumb jokes.
I mean, what are we doing here? [chuckles]
Dan did a comedy routine.
It was
[intriguing music continues]
I don't wanna get anyone in trouble.
I performed at the annual company retreat
as requested,
offering commentary
that was both educational and humorous.
Now, in all transparency, and because
I'd like to be as helpful as possible,
I provided you
with a transcript of my full performance.
I would love to know where exactly
my words violate Parsons' code of conduct,
or any law for that matter.
Do you know why this happened?
Well, Karen,
there's the part where Dan's racist.
Dan's mom is old money,
but his dad is actually
some big-shot Hollywood lawyer,
so Dan thinks he transcends
the east-coast elite echo chamber.
It's like he thinks he gets
how the real world works,
which somehow absolves him
of professionalism and respect.
Well, um,
Rachel was asking people to sign up,
so she probably asked Dan too.
Dan got pissed that Tyler called him out,
and he had to get some of his own back.
It's really not that deep.
[intriguing music continues]
He probably thought he was funny.
I don't know. I haven't got the foggiest.
Now in my day,
they used to throw chairs at us
and scream at us
while telling us we are useless punks.
It's just a joke.
I mean, come on. Who gives a damn?
Dan's an ass.
He thinks himself a provocateur.
You do that enough, you're gonna provoke.
That night [inhales]
he decided to go
after everyone who didn't look like him.
I found it actionable.
Comedy's always been a way
to call out old ideas.
When people are laughing,
they often don't realize
they're also learning.
[intriguing music continues]
I was doing the firm a solid,
educating its workforce
on the recent findings of white fragility.
Really, it was a public service.
And how did that make you feel?
Like it was a personal attack.
I was the one that talked to Dan
about white fragility,
and here he is, up on that stage,
using it as a weapon.
Dan othered
the lawyers of color in that room.
And it was like he wanted
to make us feel unwelcome.
I felt way smarter.
I didn't know any
of that white-fragility stuff.
Now I do.
[intriguing music continues]
Nothing I haven't heard before.
Vindicated.
It's a fine line to walk,
crafting something
that's both funny and a teachable moment.
Maybe even sharing some wisdom
along the way.
You know, it's an amazing feeling
when you can connect
with your audience like that
and have them fully participate.
Really?
Really.
Do you know
of any other specific instances
of inappropriate conduct by Dan Fallon?
[chuckles] It's the guy's whole vibe.
He gets off on going around
offending people like it's funny.
- A vibe isn't actionable.
- Karen, you were there.
You tell me that wasn't hostile.
Dan covered himself.
He didn't violate any
of our codes of conduct.
It's protected speech.
And from what I've been hearing
from everyone else,
I simply
do not have enough evidence to fire him.
Mm-mm. Whoa.
I never said I wanted Dan fired.
I just want accountability.
I wanna be respected
in my workplace. Wow.
What makes this right in your mind?
Termination? Probation?
Probation would make Dan ineligible
for partner this year.
[Karen] Would you consider
that meaningful?
Yes.
Would you see probation
as a meaningful consequence?
It's monetary.
It would send a signal,
holding the golden boy back a year.
Yeah.
That's exactly
what I think the firm should do.
I agree.
- You do?
- Like you said, Tyler, I was there.
Thank you. You've been a really big help.
Thank you.
[Roberta] Marty Adler's office.
You've already called twice today.
We'll return.
Hi. Did Marty say why he needed me?
No. He's with someone right now.
Please wait.
[phone rings]
Marty Adler's office.
You're looking all glowy, Yun.
Nick must be treating you well.
- Don't be jealous.
- [Marty] Yun!
Nice work with Victoria St. Clair.
She was "chuffed" by your meeting.
She's inviting you to dinner
at her townhouse tonight.
Very exclusive. Lots of power players.
Bring the Laren kid. He'll fit right in.
Wow. [chuckles]
Thank you, Marty.
Yes, of course. It's an honor.
It is.
I saw Dan on the way in.
Is there any news on the investigation?
Is Dan being put on probation?
No.
He's getting a formal reprimand
and a round of executive coaching.
It's handled.
[sighs]
[inhales]
Let me explain the real here.
Dan Fallon is a rainmaker.
He's a sixth-year whose book
is better than some partners.
Raytheon tickles his balls
every time we're on the phone.
You have any idea how much money
the US government spends
on defense contracts every year?
Classified money, that's how much.
The bottom line is that Dan is good
for the bottom line.
And everything else is bullshit.
[scoffs]
- What about our culture of respect?
- [Marty scoffs]
We teach him
to keep his goddamn mouth shut.
These are the hard decisions
you have to make when you're a partner.
You wanna make partner, right, Yun?
Right.
So you get it?
- I understand.
- Good.
Because I'll need you
to tell your friend Robinson.
Tyler will not be happy.
I already thought of that.
Here's what you're gonna do.
[ambient music playing]
[Ingrid] Hey.
Okay.
So, for Rachel's birthday menu,
I got sweet potato falafel
from Claudette's,
I got bucatini from L'Artusi,
bonbons from Harlem's Chocolate Factory,
matcha-filled cream puffs
from Bibble and Sip,
but fucking Joe's Shanghai won't answer
the phone for the Xiao Long Bao order.
I mean, if we don't have dumplings,
what are we even doing, right?
You're on Milk Bar about the cake
because I cannot with them right now.
Yeah. I'm picking up later.
Bless you and your weird spreadsheets.
What's up?
Marty called me into his office.
The management committee
got the HR report.
You're welcome. Probation takes Dan
off partner track for the year, right?
Dan's getting a formal reprimand
and executive coaching.
What? [sighs] Wait. No.
I just talked to Karen about this.
I know. I'm sorry, Tyler.
Yeah. Well, I am a goddamn fool.
I actually believed there would
be some justice when I know better.
Hey. Don't say that.
If we were on that committee,
this would've never happened.
We just have to get there.
They won't let us.
Why don't you understand that, Ingrid?
Who does the firm value? Dan.
Why? Because he makes them money.
Why? Because he was born into money.
That's who always ends up on top.
The system was not built for us,
and the cycle just continues
and continues!
Which is why we need to make partner.
When we're at the top,
we push them inch by inch.
- Then eventually, everything will change.
- No.
I will not measure progress in inches,
Ingrid.
You've worked so hard
to make partner, Tyler.
We both have.
Well, maybe there are
more important things than making partner.
[sighs]
I don't think I can do this anymore.
If that's what you decide,
the firm is willing to offer you $500,000.
Severance.
You'd have to sign an NDA.
Are you here to offer me hush money?
Wow.
Who the fuck are you?
What the actual fuck, Ingrid?
I can't say no to Marty.
When he tells you to hang your friend
out to dry, you sure as shit can.
[sighs]
Someone else
would have made Tyler the same offer.
Isn't it better coming from a friend?
No. Parsons kicked Tyler in the taint.
He needs support, not your complicity.
How is this even a question?
Marty said these are the hard choices
partners have to make.
Wow. Are you seriously trying
to pretend that this isn't totally fucked?
Ingrid, I don't know where your head is,
but you need to fix this.
Tonight, at the bar.
Fall on your sword,
beg Tyler for forgiveness,
and don't mention partner.
Okay.
I'll meet you there
after Victoria's party.
[sighs]
[French pop music playing]
- [chuckling]
- [indistinct chatter]
You must have really impressed Victoria.
Her soirées are notoriously exclusive.
I have to be at the bar by 9:00.
We'll stay for an hour.
Get you there in plenty of time.
After you, milady.
[Ingrid] Oh my God.
Wow.
Yeah.
- Game recognizes game.
- [chuckles]
Ingrid.
Thank you so much for the invitation.
Of course.
And who's this handsome gentleman?
This is Nick Laren. Ingrid's boyfriend.
Huh. Pleasure to finally meet you.
Oh yes. Laren the younger.
Your father once threatened
to invest in my company, you know.
In the meeting, he only spoke
to my male general counsel.
I decided it wasn't a good fit.
Yeah. It sounds like dear old Dad.
I, uh, hope you rubbed his face in it.
Occasionally I send him
my current market cap.
- We laugh about it. Well, I laugh.
- [Nick chuckles]
Yeah, Dad needs someone to put him back
on his heels every once in a while.
[woman] Ms. St. Clair?
The chef has a question.
Excuse me.
- [Ingrid] Mmm.
- So, um, have you settled into New York?
Well, I'm living in a hotel,
but you can't complain, can you?
- [Nick] Oh yeah? Which one?
- The St. Clair Plaza.
[Nick] Nice. Very nice.
So how's Parsons Valentine treating you?
Ingrid barely has time to sleep.
Oh, Murphy's slammed.
I actually went looking
for him earlier today,
but he was busy with some London business.
[Marty] Yun.
Excuse me.
How'd it go with Robinson?
Do we have a problem?
I don't know. Tyler was caught off guard.
Hopefully he gets used to the idea
and he understands.
I see.
[French pop music continues]
- [knocks on door]
- [door opens]
So, Karen, what about accountability
and consequences?
- I'm sorry.
- So it was all bullshit, huh?
- You just rubber-stamped Dan through.
- No. No, no, no.
No. I recommended Dan be placed
on probation, like we discussed.
The management committee disagreed.
Of course they did.
The system always protects its own.
I don't know what else to say. I tried.
- I wish it were different.
- Yeah, but it's not.
So you two know each other from London?
Jeff handled my business
in the London office
until he needed some new scenery.
Marty was a dear and accommodated.
We like to keep our clients happy.
Oh, why did you need new scenery?
Shop talk is so tiresome.
You must try the champagne.
It's the Taittinger Comtes
Blanc de Blancs vintage '96.
Some say it's the best ever.
"Some"? Would you look
at that false modesty?
Come, everyone, take a champagne.
- Let's toast to my latest acquisition.
- Please.
If you wanna pick up the cake
and get to the bar in time, we should go.
[sighs]
Let's just say for another hour.
Marty's still here.
It seems rude to leave.
Uh, what about the cake?
I'll make sure
it still gets there in time.
[mobile whooshes]
Okay.
As many of you know,
with every life-cycle event,
I buy a new painting.
A mirror reflecting my emotional state.
For this magical moment,
on the eve of my divorce,
La Captive seemed right.
I am a bird about to be set free.
- [mobile vibrates]
- Cheers!
- [Nick] Cheers!
- [guests] Cheers!
Consider this my resignation.
Fuck Parsons Valentine & Hunt.
[sighs]
Dammit.
Parsons Valentine says
they respect all employees.
Well, where was that respect
when one of their white lawyers
did a racist stand-up routine?
I'll tell you where it was. Nowhere.
The white management committee
protected their own
just like all the other elite,
racist firms
that keep capitalism chugging along.
I guess that's why they call 'em
"white-shoe law firms," huh?
Parsons Valentine says
they value a culture of respect.
[Marty exhales]
Well, Parsons Valentine lies.
[Ingrid sighs]
[Marty sighs]
Well, now you know what
a half-million-dollar post looks like.
I really thought he would understand.
Not everybody takes the long view.
[Ingrid exhales]
You know, the firm's annual Diversity Gala
is coming up in a couple of weeks,
and I think, given the sensitivities,
that you would make
an excellent chair of the event.
I appreciate your confidence in me
The management committee
would be grateful for your help.
but I still have the Sun Corp deal.
I should be giving that 100%.
Oh. Well, I don't need to tell you
how much we value an associate's
non-legal contributions to the firm
when we're making partnership decisions.
Of course, Marty.
Happy to help.
["Make It Better"
by Francesca Blanchard playing]
I told myself no more love songs ♪
- But this one had to come ♪
- [Ingrid sighs]
"Busy with London business"?
Ingrid, you're not upset with me, are you?
Not now, Murphy.
- Oh, so you are cross.
- [sighs]
Why do you do that?
Do what?
Flirt with me and then ignore me.
And then I find you with
[whispers] Victoria.
Oh. Is that jealousy?
Coming from the woman who ran right back
into the arms of her Daddy Warbucks.
Okay, at least I'm not hiding him.
This is why you transferred from London?
Because you slept with a client?
Are you still sleeping with her?
It's complicated.
It's a yes or no. It's really not.
Some of us don't have the luxury
of oversimplification.
The world's more complex than that.
I don't get you.
I mean, what about
the retreat?
The retreat.
Hey, you kissed me.
[scoffs]
Wow.
Okay.
I have to get back to Nick.
Am I still a part of you
Like I used to be? ♪
[indistinct chatter]
- Hey, friend.
- [Tyler] Thanks, Javi.
[Rachel sighs]
- I said no birthday presents.
- What can I say?
I'm a rebel.
Yeah, you are.
Razing Parsons Valentine on the way out.
- I know.
- Holy shit, dude.
Just couldn't take it anymore.
But can we not talk about it?
I mean, why are you even here?
You have an ironclad excuse to bail.
- [chuckles]
- Unlike Ingrid, the coward.
- Has she called you?
- Sure didn't.
And I really don't wanna talk about it.
I'm here because I love you,
and to also get drunk.
Here for that.
Birthday shots are on the house.
Thanks, Javi.
To your day of birth,
and to my day of reckoning.
[Rachel] To us.
[Tyler sighs deeply]
Are you okay?
Not even a little bit.
- Hey.
- Hi.
I've been trying to reach you all night.
You should've called me. I'd have helped.
You mean would've tried
to talk me out of it.
No, Ty. I would've helped.
Sure.
I'm gonna get another round. [sighs]
Um
I think he needs to go home
more than he needs another round.
Yeah.
To burning it all down.
[Anthony exhales]
[Tyler] Mmm. [chuckles]
[Tyler inhales deeply]
Okay.
I am officially exercising my right
to stuff my face solo.
Shoo.
It's your birthday. Are you sure?
Yeah, I'm sure.
- Bye.
- [Anthony] Bye.
[sighs, clears throat]
Hello.
[Justin vocalizing "Happy Birthday"]
So Ingrid sent you to pick up the cake?
Awesome.
[inhales]
She really doesn't care about my birthday.
Yeah. Well,
I'm good in a crisis, remember?
- Make a wish.
- [scoffs]
Clear your mind. Take a breath.
- [chuckles]
- Find your zen zone.
Deep down you know what you want.
Wish for that.
["Jump" by Astrid S plays]
If I fell with no one around ♪
Would it even make a sound? ♪
'Cause I can't even make one now ♪
And I get these thoughts in my head ♪
But I wouldn't do it anyway ♪
Or at least that's what I say ♪
'Til I'm right on the edge ♪
I take a look at the bottom ♪
And I know it will hurt hitting ground ♪
But I don't think
That I'd mind the falling ♪
[Ingrid] Entropy strikes again.
I feel all over the place.
I missed Rachel's birthday,
Tyler quit Parsons in a blaze of glory,
and Murphy is [inhales]
even more of a mystery than before.
And the more I do for Marty,
the more he asks of me.
The second law of thermodynamics tells us
that when entropy is left unchecked,
systems dissolve into chaos.
How do I stop everything
from spinning out of control?
Now I think I get
why you're always rushing around.
[Ingrid sighs]
Working for Parsons Valentine
is just things coming
at you every second, huh?
Mmm, you have no idea.
Do you notice something a little off
about Murphy's transfer from London?
Everything about Murphy's off.
[sighs] Oh.
Sorry. Just had a really long day.
Well, why don't we shake all that off,
take in the night?
It'll get us closer
to knowing ideal beauty.
[chuckles] Don't tell me
you're getting all Platonic on me now.
- Hey. Nothing about us is platonic.
- [chuckles]
[both chuckle]
[romantic, instrumental music playing]
[Ingrid chuckles]
What did you do?
Nothing less than you deserve.
[exhales] Nick
Ingrid Yun, you're the best thing
that's happened to me in a long time.
You're brave and brilliant and passionate.
I love your mind.
I love you.
[exhales]
I wanna spend the rest of my life
trying to see the same red you see.
[exhales]
Will you marry me?
[music fades out]
[gentle piano music playing]
[music fades out]