Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It wasn't a crime when Sinatra did it.

[door opens and closes]

How drunk are you?

So long as your checks don't bounce.

On October 11th, 1944,

Ladies and gentlemen, it has been a very difficult job.

- Okay, Anna, listen... - No! You fucked up this entire trial.

I'm getting on a plane for Mexico in five hours. Come what may.

The jury loved her.

Do you believe your lies?

I want sand in my toes and margaritas in both hands.

It's not just my reputation, asshole,

- This is our show. - And did you see?

It was mine. The white dress Anna wore.

Stopping at nothing to get a loan from Fortress?

He's a nice guy.

[car door closes]

You got the funds?

So ten counts against Anna, right?

- I did. - Did the defendant pay for these services?

Guess it's my turn to make the H&M run.

you were never dangerously close to committing any of those crimes.

Can they find where I live? They know where I work.

An immigrant kid, who came to this country for the American dream...

I'm going to be wildly, deeply unhappy.

and, from what I can tell, they only remember mistakes,

I am a director.

Guilty or not guilty?

This may be your reputation...

Even your father is done with this shitty act of yours.

I think that some members of the media might wish to speak to you as well.

You can probably blame me for that.

Till then, always a pleasure, Miss Karen,

I mean, this chick's amazing.

They literally fainted.

And I want to mention something about the media.

The Sinatra defense. Bold.

I do understand.

I understand all that.

Have a good vacation. You earned it.

but given the stresses of a trial like this,

[clerk] Count seven, charging the defendant with theft of services,

I sent a hand-written forget-me-not note with,

Since Vivian's not typing, I'm making a green tea run. Anybody?

Well, it's either that or divorce.

I let you take the stand

[Vadim speaks Russian]

[indistinct conversation]

Whether it's on a resumé, or a sales pitch, or on social media.

- What did Natasha say? - She texted, she dropped the clothes off.

And that is that the defendant is guilty

Oh, I just... it's just, I... this could take a while.

so half a dozen of your law school classmates

[sighs] That's the goal.

I've been held up at gunpoint in this courtroom,

Everyone's going to hate me after I testify.

[cell phone ringing]

You speak Russian, right?

and fucking raids fucking hotel mini-bars

Apparently she wore white on the day of her closing arguments.

So we shift strategy.

So Vadim, the thing is, your daughter is a little distraught.

[Kacy] Neither.

I'll bet it's ringing.

I also beat two out of three of your biggest charges.

Here, have at it.

before Paul gives your desks away to the interns.

Team Anna is this side.

Not. One. Dollar.

If you have a reasonable doubt as to her intent,

Please don't wrap the flag around this psycho.

Uh, we're going to need art directors, photographers...

- What's it say? Give it. - Stop it. You're not in here much.

fortified by kindness, and tell your story...

- Brought you lunch... - You can't, I can update you.

Whatever it takes, right?

A road to nowhere paved with naiveté and good intentions.

because they wanted to be in business with her.

- Not that I recall. - [Todd] Spa treatments? Facials?

and now, now I look like a fucking hack because I can't control my client.

And don't let the jumbo size fool you.

and it's all due to a celebrity stylist.

We learned a lot about your bio from your testimony.

I'm taking the stand, you incompetent ape.

I don't have the words, and I should because words are my job,

This whole shebang hangs on two words,

[closing theme music playing]

[theme music playing]

Everyone lies a little bit.

I find it far more immediate than texting.