Episode Report Card Jacob Clifton: A+ | 3 USERS: A YOU GRADE IT My Brain On Thief
By Jacob Clifton | Season 4 | Episode 14 | Aired on 02.17.2013
David Lee: "Okay, the opportunity is this. You have the opportunity not to freak out when I say just kidding, you're not actually a partner."
Alicia: "I decline that opportunity, but I thank you for offering it."
David Lee: "The partners have voted to delay your official partnership indefinitely."
Alicia: "And yet, as a partner one would think I would have voted in that vote."
David Lee: "Right under the limbo stick we slid. Just in time."
Alicia: "Officially, I would have voted no. No to you, yes to me."
David Lee: "Figured. Later!"
Cary: "...What's that smell of brimstone in the air? What just happened?"
Alicia: "We just got mugged, baby boy. That's what goddamned happened."
MOCK TRIAL
Cary: "So in science terms, what happened?"
Scientist: "She choked on her own vomit, thanks to too much energy."
Jury: "That is grim. That is some bleak shit."
Diane: "We found some more pictures of her on something called a Facebook. Does she look healthy to you? Personally I think she could use a sandwich."
Scientist: "Yeah, that girl is way too skinny."
Diane: "When she died, she weighed 85 pounds. I'm thinking anorexia."
Scientist: "I am a scientist of that, too. You are correct."
Diane: "Does that give you seizures sometimes?"
Scientist: "It gives you a wealth of problems. Sorry, Mock Plaintiffs."
FLORRICK/AGOS
Cary interviews actors to portray the grandmother of the deceased, and shows them videos of the grandmother freaking out about her dead granddaughter, and it is awful.
Lady: "I could totally freak out like that. It will be a showstopper."
Cary: "Okay, but not too crazy. This was not based on a novel by Sapphire. If you go too far, they will remember that it's only pretend, and we will all look ghoulish."
Lady: "I am an artist of the craft. You can count on me to be subtle as hell."
The lady leaves, dropping her handkerchief at the door and tracing her hand along the wall, murmuring, "I remember the walls, that day. Just like this. The sunlight warm on the windowpane. A cold and a broken hallelujah."
Alicia: "That'll go well, probably. Hey Cary, did you talk to David Lee?"
Cary: "Yeah. But I'm so used to have promotions snatched from my grasp that it barely made a dent in the place where my hope used to live."