-You planned t his whole thing from the beginning, didn’t you?-I don’t know what you’re talking about.-You got Hanson that job at Justice.-It’s a loss for us, but a gain for Justice. Don’t you think?-And making Louis Litt a Senior Partner behind my back. Is that all part of the new Daniel Hardman era of transparency?-It was within my rights. According to the bylaws you wrote.-Ah. Yes. And how much did buying his vote cost you?-Cost me? It was earned years ago. And your failure to promote him is a perfect example of how your judgment has harmed this firm.-My judgment and my discretion are the only reasons your ass didn’t end up in jail five years ago.-It wasn’t discretion. It was self-interest. You ousted me and got the firm.-I saved you and got the firm.-You did. But you didn’t steal the ball from me five years ago. I dropped it. My lieutenant was all you were ever meant to be.-I’m going to offer you a deal. Take Porter, Feldman, Gallagher. I’ll let you walk away. Set up shop wherever you like. I’ll waive the non-compete.-You don’t have the votes.-I put you out once. When I beat you this time, they’re going to have to peel you off the wall.-It’s nice to see you doing your own dirty work for a change. Unfortunately, this time, you can’t have Harvey threaten to tell my dying wife or my teenage daughter about my indiscretions. You didn’t even know about Sarah, did you?-He did what I told him to do.-No. You can’t even control your own attack dog. Well, get this. I wasn’t even planning on coming back after Alicia died. Then, you sent him, and I had no choice.-Bullshit. You do what you want to do. You always have, and you always will.-Well. Water under the bridge. We are where we are. And I like where I am. And we’ll see whopeels whom off the wall.
- Let me get this straight. You realized that Daniel was pulling a move and you confronted him? How many times have you told me not to poke the bear?-I didn’t just poke. I made him an offer.-Which he refused. And now, he knows we’re onto Louis.-If I lose this thing because of Louis Litt-We are not losing. You have a card to play that Hardman doesn’t have.-No. -Yes. -No. -Partner bonuses haven’t gone out yet.-I’m not using the bonuses to buy people off.-You might be ethically against playing politics with our firm’s money, but he isn’t.-This isn’t about ethics. If I give Louis an extra hundred thousand, how is that going to play with Gallo, Klyman, Reeger?-Then, do what Daniel did. Make another Senior Partner.-We get one each per year. I named you. Read the bylaws, will you?-You’ve got to be kidding me. Louis is going to be the deciding vote.-And he better vote for me.-No. No. -Yes. Harvey. This is your chance to prove you learned something from that mess you made with Paul Porter.-I have nothing to offer him.-Harvey, you’ve treated that man like shit at every turn. You are the thorn in his side.It is time that you pull that thorn out.-Here are your interrogatories.-Ah. Thank you.-Oh, and, um, remember, Michael. You have to finish your homework before you can watch TV.-Oh, right. Because my grandmother brought me lunch, that makes me -A little boy.-And this is really fun for you. -It really kind of is. Are you thinking about moving?-Uh, no. Actually, I was looking into getting a place in Manhattan for my lunch lady.-And you’d really do that for her?-I am doing it. And it doesn’t even come close to paying her back for everything she’s done for me.-That’s, um That’s really amazing, Mike.-You want to know what’s amazing? -What?-This place. Right here. Check it out. It’s pretty sweet, right?-Off Tenth Avenue. -Mmm-hmm.-Does it comes with a bulletproof vest?-Um Okay. Uh There. How about this one? -A sixth floor walk-up.-Great views. -Move over. Okay. Wait a minute.-Yeah. You set all this up so I’d help, didn’t you?-Oh, I may be a little boy, but I’m not a stupid little boy.-You’re a sneaky little boy. -Show me how it goes.-Partner. Senior Partner. It all sounds the same to me.-No. Mom, how many times do I have to tell you? Senior Partner is the inner circle.-It just makes you sound like an old man.-Stop it. -And what would you know about it, Dad?-Well, you are losing your hair. -It’s the cut. -It is not the cut.-It’s the cut. And by the way, Dad, if you’re not going to bother to figure out where the camera is, maybe you should put some freaking pants on.-I know where the camera is. I’m not ashamed of my body. If you felt the same way, maybe there would be a Mrs.Litt.-Louie, I don’t want to die before I see my grandchildren.-Mom, you have two grandchildren. -Esther’s children are not Litts.-Is that your Mom and Dad on there? -Get out, Harvey. I’m Skyping.-Is that Harvey Specter? Let me speak to him. It is about time I met your best friend.-Was that your mom and dad? What’s that? – No. What’s this? – The address of my tailor. Donna said you asked for it. – And what would really happen to me if I show up at that address? – You’d get a nice suit. One that you could weartonight, when