Previously on The Republic of Sarah...
A sizable deposit of coltan
has been discovered right here in Greylock.
This morning, Governor Taggert signed eminent domain paperwork
which gives Greylock's public space
to the state of New Hampshire.
You're gonna wipe Greylock off the map.
I know how we can stop the drilling.
This town was never legally claimed
by either of its national neighbors.
Who's in charge if the mayor quits?
Ms. Cooper. She saved us.
She should be the leader.
- I'm your family. - No.
You're the dude that knocked my mom up 16 years ago,
then remembered he was gay and ran off.
Why are you sitting at the receptionist desk?
I know that this job
isn't gonna solve all of our problems,
but it's the way that I can make sure
we still get to spend time together.
How long have you been sleeping with Alexis Whitmore?
It-it took us a few tries to get the ink right.
All the faces on our first round of bills looked like murder ghosts.
Starting your own currency's a pretty brilliant solve for an economy
- on the verge of collapse. - Thank you.
Yet another reason you'll make a great cover story.
Oh, um, Weston Woods, Maya Jiménez.
Maya's the whiz kid behind all of our anti-counterfeiting measures.
Weston's doing a story on Greylock for The Yorkshire.
He's gonna be in town for a few days, so...
be nice.
- I'm always nice. - I didn't realize Greylock had hippos.
No, we don't.
I let, uh, everyone submit designs
for the ten-dollar bill,
and the second graders' version
was definitely the most original.
Third graders wanted Michelangelo.
- The artist? - The Ninja Turtle.
That's what you get for letting the people have a say.
A hippo with a heart.
Yeah.
Oh.
- I'm sorry. Got to take this. - Yeah. Don't worry.
Marco.
- Sorry. Nice to meet you. - Uh, you, too.
He's a total babe.
Oh, my God. I'm not discussing my love life with a former student.
- I'm sorry, what love life? - Very funny.
I agreed to Weston's article,
because appearing in a big magazine like his
will be really good for Greylock.
- Mm. - It's gonna keep us in the public eye,
boost tourism, make us seem legit.
Hopefully it helps with the endgame
of getting recognition from the U.S.,
which means we get...
Diplomatic relations,
trade deals, a seat at the international table.
- I took civics in L.A. - Okay.
Then you know how important it is for us
to seem like we know what we're doing.
That's what I'm focused on with Weston.
You sure? 'Cause when he walked off just now,
it kind of looked like you were focused on his ass.
- You okay down there? - Yep. I'm just...
savoring the high-impact exfoliation.
Oh, my God.
Wow.
Any of that, uh, aggression have to do with Alexis?
I still can't believe you figured us out.
Dude, I had no idea that you were sleeping with her
until that night at town hall,
whenever she walked in and you gave her that... look.
- Mm. - And I-I know that look, so...
But, seriously, don't worry. Your secret's safe with me.
If anyone knows the horrors
of the Greylock rumor mill, it's a former teen mom.
So...
how is it going with the lovely Mrs. Whitmore?
We're keeping things casual.
- Keeping it casual. - Oh, there's no such thing as casual
- when it comes to sex. - Maybe not to you,
Little Miss Child Bride, but most of us still use it
- for recreation, not procreation. - Okay.
Okay, if the answer really is just sex,
then can't you be getting it from somewhere
a little more casual than a married woman?
I thought you weren't gonna be judgy about it.
I judge because I care.
I just don't want you to get hurt.
Listen, I have a cynic's heart. I'm not gonna get hurt.
You, on the other hand...
That makes sense. That makes sense.
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Hey, man. You want to watch the Bruins?
Oh. Sorry, man. I already made plans to hang with my boy, Adam.
Well, as long as he's not a Canadiens fan,
- it shouldn't be a problem. - We're not watching the game.
We're playing Magic: The Gathering.
It's a strategy card game
where you cast spells and summon creatures.
You're telling me there's something nerdier
than Dungeons & Dragons?
We like to think of it as, uh, chess for millennials.
I had no idea you were such a dork.
You're Danny Cooper, right? Sarah's brother?
Yeah. Yeah, you friends with my sister?
Everyone's friends with your sister.
How could you not be?
Well, practice makes perfect, I guess.
I think I get why you might not be into our little game.
It's probably a little too intellectual for your tastes.
You Lydon guys are definitely more brawn than brain.
Well, without us Lydon guys,
you wouldn't have any lights.
Oh, easy, tiger. I'm just messing around.
No harm, no foul.
Hey, maybe we just hang another night. Cool?
Yeah. Sure.
Just, uh, call when you're ready to leave your mom's basement.
? I told her what I'm gonna... ?
Ooh!
Let me in, let me in.
? Da-da, da-da-da! ?
Oh...
Ah! Oh.
? La-la-la-la! ?
? La-la ?
? La-la-la-la ?
Oh...
? La-la-la-la ?
? La-la-la-la! ?
- Oh, my God. - Are you okay?
My family's hot dog stand is destroyed.
- Okay. - My father could have been killed!
He was there when that drunk lunatic
plowed through 100 years of Fernsby family history.
I'm so sorry about what happened.
Those Lydon guys are totally out of control.
I know. 14 misdemeanors in three weeks is a lot.
Yeah. Noise complaints, shoplifting,
bar fights, breaking into parked cars.
Those Lydon workers are stealing the soul of this town.
- Yeah. - I may not be the official leader
of Greylock, but I am the town clerk.
And those other civil admins listen to me.
If you don't stop those Lydon guys,
we're all gonna call in sick.
And then Greylock will grind to a halt.
Liz, we are on the same side here.
Just because I voted for independence
doesn't mean I voted for you.
So what did you end up charging him with?
Officially, public intoxication,
battery and reckless buffoonery.
That's the best we could do?
Drunk driving wasn't quite covered in the Greylock town charter.
I mean, it's hard to foresee the need to define "vehicular assault"
when horseback is as far as you've gotten.
I'm sorry, do we not have the same laws that we had
before you declared independence?
No, when Greylock became a country,
all American legal authority over us was voided.
No more New Hampshire state laws, no more U.S. Code.
The only document that still holds water
in our borders is the town charter.
So why not reinstate the U.S. Code?
The joy of starting a new nation is fixing the things
that America got wrong instead of just copy-pasting them.
And the town charter gives us more than enough
to maintain public safety.
Well, maybe before. But now Lydon has unleashed
hundreds of rabid employees onto our streets.
People are pissed. Our phones are ringing...
Good morning. Greylock PD.
Of course you can make a complaint.
You got to put a stop to this before the whole thing boils over.
Stupid Lydon. It's more like a frat house
than a Fortune 500.
Sorry about the accident last night.
I'm here to post bail for my client.
Uh, yeah. Hold on a sec.
- Yeah, go ahead. - Lydon will pay
for Fernsby's medical bills,
as well as the cost of replacing the hot dog stand.
You can't just buy your way out of every problem you create, Danny.
Maybe tensions wouldn't be so high
if you'd bend a little on some of the things we discussed...
adding midnight shows at the movie theater,
- keeping bars open later. - Oh, yeah. Okay,
maybe we go old-school, bring back opium dens?
Would that help them behave better?
Make all the jokes you want.
Our other sites don't have this problem,
because those towns understand
that a little compromise goes a long way.
I'm not gonna let Lydon Industries change Greylock.
Sorry, sis, but we already have,
whether you like it or not.
Whoa.
That celery call you a name or something?
Oh, I'm trying to finish my prep
so I can go get ready for the party.
- Mm... - At Sophia's.
The girl in my algebra class.
- Come on, you promised. - Yeah, I did. You're right. I forgot.
I'm still getting used to having a teenage daughter.
Yeah, well, with Bella at boarding school
and Tyler at a cross-country meet,
- I got to expand my network. - Just remember the two C's...
Ew. Okay, we're not having this conversation.
Consent... and consent.
Whatever you're into,
whoever you like,
they need your consent, Maya.
Now, just in case,
when it comes to putting on a condom,
you...
Have fun at your party.
In order to maintain public safety,
I'm issuing an executive order.
Effective immediately,
all new arrivals to Greylock
will be subject to a six-month probation period.
If, during those six months,
a person endangers the life of a Greylock citizen,
causes damage in excess of $5,000
or operates a motor vehicle in a reckless manner,
they will be prosecuted aggressively
and face deportation.
Lydon's only been in Greylock four months.
Sarah's new rule puts a leash on them
without affecting our people. It's... very smart.
That's why she's in charge.
So, how long is William in the city?
Till Friday. His bank's put him back to three days a week.
Mm. And what about Bella?
She's not due back until the holidays, sad to say. I miss her.
But we have the house all to ourselves.
- We can finally focus on us. - I like the sound of that.
Ah, you know, once you start spoiling me,
- I'm not gonna let you stop. - Really?
You saying I'm not gonna be able to get rid of you?
No, no, no. I'm sorry. That's not what I meant.
I'm not gonna be here all the time.
You know? Unless you want me to.
I think things are great the way they are.
- Mm. - We play house when we can,
and when we can't...
We keep it light.
That's what we agreed to from the start.
Exactly. Why change it?
Tomato sandwich for the boss.
Grits with sugar for the tourist. Ugh.
Oh, food comes with critique now?
Can't trust a man who puts his sweet
where he should be putting his savory.
Who is that guy anyway?
He's a writer for The Yorkshire.
He's doing an article on us.
I'm trying to get Greylock some good publicity.
Or some bad. I've read that magazine.
Some of their profiles are pretty unforgiving.
Yeah, okay, which is why I'm trying to play nice.
Nice to meet you. Weston Woods.
- You must be Grover. - Yeah.
Uh, yeah, have a seat.
Uh, no, maybe next time.
- Duty calls. - Okay.
- Oh. - So, where were we?
Your executive order.
I'm a little unclear on how you did that.
Um, we've been operating under the Greylock town charter
since we gained independence.
It grants me the authority
to issue mandates in times of crisis.
Uh, you plan on updating that document any time soon?
Yes. It's in the top five
of my Build-A-Nation to-do list.
I have bigger fish to fry at the moment.
Everyone is up in arms about Lydon running amok,
so, I had to act fast, or there was gonna be a mutiny.
Hey, sis, care to explain
how your new commandment isn't just a veiled attempt
to target our employees?
All they have to do to stay in town is behave themselves.
Is that... is that really too much to ask?
No matter how we behave, the law's discriminatory.
You're issuing different punishments to different groups
for committing the same crimes.
Hi. My people are gonna flip when they hear this.
They can flip all they want.
My people are happy with the law,
and they're the only people I care about.
You're playing with fire, Sarah.
Well, I've been burned so much lately, I...
I doubt I'll feel a thing.
- Nice guy. - Not really.
Hey. Cooper.
I'm sorry about the other night.
I was a bit of a dickhead when you came in.
It's my bad.
Yeah, look, I wasn't exactly sunshine and rainbows myself.
Plus when people see me, they see Lydon,
and I know that Lydon rubs some people the wrong way,
- so... - It's all good, man.
I know you came back to Greylock for work,
not to personally blow up my household.
Yeah, thanks. Some people think the only reason I'm here
is to ruin everything in town.
Nah, she doesn't think that.
That's not the way she acts.
It's just her nervous energy, you know?
Well, listen, um, I know you got your Lydon stuff going on,
and we got a lot going on here, too, so, bygones, right?
Right.
Yeah.
Hi. I got your text. What's up?
Somebody already broke your new executive order.
What? I can't believe someone was dumb enough
to get in trouble again so fast.
These Lydon dopes have zero self-control.
It's not a Lydon employee.
What the hell happened?
Maya had one too many,
accepted a dare to climb into a Lydon bulldozer
and knocked over an entire row of porta potties.
Was anyone hurt?
No, but Maya's lived in Greylock less than six months,
and her little stunt
just so happens to check every box on your deportation bingo board.
I mean, reckless driving,
endangering lives, and damage in excess of $5,000.
Yeah, but she's only 16. She's a minor.
- That doesn't count. - I mean, in ye olden days,
you'd be married with three kids
and a farm by the time you were 16.
And the Greylock town charter says 15 is the legal age.
And you said to prosecute violators aggressively.
Yeah, well, then I'll unsay it.
I'll tell the D.A. to drop the charges on Maya.
There's no way I'm letting her get deported.
Okay. I gave you an hour to cool off.
Now it's time to talk.
What you did tonight was the most careless, irresponsible...
Immature thing ever.
Yeah, I know.
You could've gotten seriously hurt.
Okay, it was nothing.
It's not nothing if you end up in a jail cell!
I may not be the most experienced dad on the block,
but even I know that.
What were you doing with those girls anyway?
I told you, I was just trying to make some new friends.
If those girls are encouraging you to drink and cause trouble,
then they're the wrong kind of friends.
Yeah, well, the right kind of friends have all ignored me
since I showed up in town,
so I don't know what you want me to do.
I want you to think next time.
You are an incredibly bright young woman.
I know you can do better than this.
Uh... ?
Nothing like a little downward dog
to start your day off right.
Mm, I didn't get to hit anything,
and nobody won. What's the point?
Yeah, but at least this doesn't leave bruises.
Mm.
Oh, Sallie, come here a sec.
Um, Sallie, I want you to meet AJ.
- AJ, Sallie. - Hey.
I just thought you two should meet.
Oh, fun fact: you're both golf junkies.
So...
Yeah? Oh, good. Where do you play?
Hitecamp Ridge, mostly. What about you?
Same. I love that course.
Well, we'll have to go grab a round when the weather gets nice again.
Yeah.
- I got to run, but see you later. - Bye.
Bye.
So, cute, right?
Corinne, I'm seeing someone already.
Yeah, but the someone you're seeing is also seeing someone,
so you can see someone else, silly.
Ah, I've been reading way too much Dr. Seuss with Josh.
Why do you insist on breaking up the relationship I'm already in?
Because it's not a relationship.
It's an affair.
Look, I just think it would be good for you
to go on a normal date with a normal, single woman.
Someone who doesn't have a bunch of...
husband and stepdaughter baggage hanging over their head.
What about your parents?
What's their story?
They were both involved
in New Hampshire politics back in the day.
That's how they met. Um, my mom...
I mean, there's not much I can say about her
that hasn't already been written.
She's a long way from perfect,
but at least she's trying to get better.
And your dad? Paul Cooper?
Uh, yeah, he stopped trying years ago.
Uh, I heard you're dropping the charges against Maya Jiménez.
The people of Greylock know the difference
between a teenager who's made one stupid mistake
and a corporation that consistently supports bad behavior.
I mean, maybe, yeah, I think there will be a few people who disagree.
But just got to hope they don't get too riled up about it, you know?
Uh-huh.
Greylock must stop!
- Greylock... - That looks like more than a few.
And they definitely seem riled up.
My friend in the D.A.'s office said you're gonna let that girl
in your history class go free.
We're here to stop this from happening.
It's the right thing to do, Liz.
- According to whom? - The leader of Greylock.
The leader of Greylock needs the trust of the people.
If you keep flip-flopping on major issues
- and doing favors for your cronies... - Cronies?
No one in this town is gonna trust you on anything.
And this crowd behind me is gonna get a lot bigger.
Letting Maya off the hook says that Greylock is a reasonable
and compassionate nation.
Why do you have such a problem with Maya?
This isn't personal, Sarah.
It's about principles.
And if you let Maya go without a trial,
it'll prove you don't have any.
Hey. Hey, babe. Babe, stop, stop, stop.
Um...
you think we could, like, Netflix and chill?
Like, actually Netflix and chill?
Hypothetically,
what happens if you call off the D.A.?
Maya stays in Greylock,
but Liz and her cabal of crazy desk clerks shut the country down.
And a whole bunch of people are super pissed.
I need to figure out a way to hold the line on my executive order
without putting Maya in any danger.
You could rig the trial Mafia-style to make sure Maya wins.
Sorry. I watched The Godfather last night.
Oh, no, that's it. You're a genius, Grover.
Oh, I-I was... I was kidding, Sarah. You can't rig the trial.
Sarah, where are you go... ? Oh, my, what did I just do?
Hi. I need you to defend Maya in court.
Come on in. Make yourself at home.
Why the hell would I do that?
Because striking down this law is exactly what Lydon wants.
Your bosses hate the executive order; you said so yourself.
- You want to undo this, pardon her. - That's not an option.
- Kiss the kid goodbye. - Come on.
As much as we've been butting heads over Lydon's misconduct,
you have to admit our interests align perfectly here.
You dismantle the law and set a precedent.
Maya stays, I don't have to reverse my executive order,
and Lydon's workers can breathe easy
until I figure out a real solution.
Please.
Fine.
I will take the case,
but no one can know about this conversation
except you, me and Maya's family.
If Lydon found out that I was helping you,
- they would throw a fit. - Just like my citizens
if they knew I was trying to undermine my own law.
My lips are sealed.
I don't understand why we have to go through
with this charade, Sarah.
I have to set a standard
that no one is above the law in Greylock,
no matter how much I may care about them personally.
Well, okay, but can't you set this standard using somebody else?
Maya is gonna be fine.
My brother has gotten Lydon guys out of jams all over the world.
Greylock's D.A. doesn't stand a chance. Trust me.
You know, I know I messed up, Ms. Cooper,
but please... don't make me do this trial.
I'm scared.
- Maya... - If you care about me
as much as you said you did when you walked in here,
you'd just drop the charges.
So you'd rather be Greylock's leader than my friend?
You know, this is just like when you bulldozed Grover's house down.
Except this time, you're bulldozing my whole life.
Maya...
I think you should leave.
Come on, Maya, I...
I need to paint a sympathetic picture of what happened to you
for the judge, and in order to do that,
I, um, you know... I need to know the details.
I'm telling you, you'll have a better chance
of staying in Greylock if you open up.
I can't believe Ms. Cooper would do this to me.
You kidding? My sister's the worst.
This is classic Sarah Cooper.
I remember this one time...
when we were little, we were waiting in the car
while our mom went to, uh, get ice cream.
Sarah wanted to change the radio
to some stupid punk station, and I wouldn't let her.
She found these old jumper cables in the back seat
and latched one of the clamps to my elbow.
My elbow, yeah. I... I screamed and bolted down the street,
and, just like she wanted, Sarah changed the station.
Wow.
Wait, how much older are you than her?
Four years.
But I helped raise her, since our dad left early
and our mom had issues.
- Has issues. - Yeah,
mommy issues hit different.
You ever get that ice cream?
No.
- You want some now? - Only if you have chocolate.
Is there any other kind?
All rise.
The Honorable Judge Paula Judge presiding.
You may be seated.
According to the town's charter, we will be having a bench trial,
which means no jury.
I alone will decide Ms. Jiménez' fate.
Gentlemen... you may proceed.
"Let's scorn the tools bought by a sop,
"and every cringing fool.
"The man who basely bends's a fop,
a vile insipid tool."
Those are song lyrics published in October 1734
in The New York Weekly Journal.
And though they may not sound very controversial today,
they landed the man who printed them in prison.
His name was John Peter Zenger,
and he was accused of libeling New York's royal governor.
In court, Zenger confessed to the crime,
but when it came time for the jury to render a verdict,
they did the seemingly unthinkable.
They found him not guilty.
Zenger's case is often credited
as the origin of jury nullification,
which is the power of a jury...
acting as the conscience of the community...
to acquit defendants despite evidence of guilt
in order to challenge a specific law
and prevent oppression.
Judge Judge, today you are the jury.
You are the conscience of this community.
And though there may be evidence
that my client broke Sarah Cooper's... woefully inept law,
I believe you'll see... like the jury
in John Peter Zenger's case did...
that acquitting Maya Jiménez
is the only decision that serves real justice.
I'd like to call the arresting officer to the stand.
In your professional opinion,
how common is it for a law to treat
minors and adults the same way?
- It doesn't happen much. - In fact, only in extreme cases
will a prosecutor specifically ask
for a child to be tried as an adult.
And this case wouldn't be considered extreme
were it not for this ridiculous law, isn't that true?
All I know is I regret it and it was an accident.
Ms. Jiménez was born into criminal behavior.
- Her mother was... - Objection.
Your Honor, whatever my client's mother may have done
is entirely irrelevant to this case.
If we all had to answer for the sins of our parents,
we'd probably all be in prison right now.
My sister and I would be doing life.
Sustained.
- Do you like it here, Maya? - I don't know.
I miss L.A., and I don't really fit in here.
But I guess there are some things I like.
Fall leaves, and helping with the government.
And I've made some good friends, so...
Do you want to stay?
Yes.
I don't want to leave Greylock.
Not anymore.
Please just let me stay.
I will review all the evidence
and be back with a verdict in the morning.
Court is adjourned.
You did the right thing going forward with the trial.
Now let's just hope we all get the verdict we're looking for.
I really hate to admit it,
but Danny's really good at lawyering.
Like, annoyingly good.
Yeah, he made the D.A. look like a lost puppy.
I know he only did it because Lydon told him to,
but Maya's lucky he stepped in to represent her.
The judge was pretty stone-faced.
I've never seen anyone thoroughly dominate a courtroom like that.
Maya's gonna walk. No doubt.
Boom! Confiscate.
Got you on the ropes now.
Look at you, embracing your inner nerd.
- Attaboy. - Hmm.
To be clear, you're still losing.
Hey, let him enjoy his glimmer of hope.
Don't be mad 'cause I'm already better at this game than you are.
Yeah, uh... about that.
"Force of negation."
Basically undoes everything you just tried to do.
Now you know how I felt trying to defend you
- during soccer practice freshman year. - That bad, huh?
Yeah, at least you're taking your ass-whuppin' like a man.
You said this was like chess for millennials,
but if this were real chess, I'd be destroying both of you.
I'd Benko Gambit all over your ass.
You're trash-talking about chess, and we're the geeks?
Hey, man, let him have it.
It'll make him feel better when he loses this game.
I'm not gonna lose this game.
I got plenty of tricks up my sleeve.
No, you don't.
I am gonna lose this game.
I had a lot to consider in making this decision.
The language of the town charter,
archaic though it may be, clearly places the burden
of moral authority on the town's chosen leader.
In this case, Sarah Cooper.
She is "the conscience of the community,"
as you so elegantly stated, Mr. Cooper.
And she has chosen to issue this executive order.
I am therefore obligated,
despite what other personal objections I may have,
to find Maya Jiménez guilty as charged.
I sentence you to be deported.
You're a fine young woman,
and I wish you all the best, wherever you may land.
Court is adjourned.
I finished packing your closet.
Grab a box. You can help with the dresser.
Wait, who told you to touch my stuff?
I just wanted to get a jump on it.
Yeah, you can't get me out of here fast enough, can you?
Guess Tia Selena's couch will have to do.
Maya, the only reason I'm packing your stuff
is because I'm done packing mine.
I'm leaving Greylock with you.
Why would you do that?
Because I've been trying to bring you into my life
for so long, Maya.
Now that you're here, I don't want to lose you.
I don't want to let you go.
Yeah, well, it's not your decision.
I'm done with Greylock and done with you.
You missed your chance to love me when you gave me up.
You're right.
I did give you up.
Look, your mother and I, it was a one-time thing.
But then, three months later, she called me from L.A.
She told me she was pregnant.
I was living in Miami, and let's just say...
I wasn't ready to be a father.
So when she gave me an out, I took it.
And I regretted it immediately,
started searching for you.
But the problem is, is I was looking for a woman
who didn't want to be found,
living in a big city on the opposite coast.
Which is why the day that I got the call that you were coming
to Greylock was the happiest day of my life.
Okay, you can't change history to make me feel better.
I'm going back to L.A., whether you take me,
or I run away and get there myself.
I never wanted to show you this.
But if you're serious about leaving, then I have to show you.
So here it is.
Proof that I have been searching for you your whole life.
The reason I didn't show you before
is because there's something in that stack of papers
that I was trying to protect you from.
- Yeah. And what's that? - The fact that your mother...
... tried to give you up when you were five years old.
She left you in a park, Maya.
And the cops found you,
and your tía talked them out of taking you away.
And she convinced your mom to stick with it.
But papers were filed with the state.
It's one of the only leads I had to know where you were.
I kept it a secret
because I wanted you to feel like you've always been loved.
- You're lying. - I am not lying...
Just like Mom lied when she said she'd take care of me,
and just like Ms. Cooper lied
when she said she was my friend.
You're lying because that's what the adults in my life do.
And it's all they know how to do.
How was your date with Sallie?
I'm glad you called her.
Uh... eh.
- Eh? - Eh.
I'm sorry, that is not what she said.
No, um, she was fine. She was fine.
It just...
It's just not the same as when I'm with Alexis.
I thought you had a cynic's heart.
Turns out Alexis melted it. I lied.
You know, to myself and to you.
I think Alexis might be my person.
She might be your person, but you'll never be hers.
- Not as long as she's married to William. - Don't start with me.
You cannot spend your life pining after someone who's taken,
no matter how many butterflies you get when he looks at you.
You said "he," not "she."
- No. No, I didn't. - Yes, you did.
And I saw you drooling at the courtroom,
so I guess I know why now.
Okay, fine. Fine. I...
I still get butterflies when I look at Danny.
But... but it's never gonna happen.
Like any rational, sane adult,
I've moved on, and that's exactly what you should do, so...
I know you're upset with me, Luis.
That's an understatement.
I'll probably never forgive you for what you're doing to Maya.
Dashing the little bit of faith in humanity that girl had left.
On top of that, you made it so that newcomers
will always feel unwelcome in our community,
which means they'll never let their guard down,
which means they'll never truly be a part of Greylock.
If they're not treated equally by the law,
that opens the door for inequality
to become a cornerstone of this country's values.
You set a precedent that Greylock's gonna be stuck with forever.
Unless you make it right.
You admit you were wrong.
You take your lumps like the best leaders do when things go bad.
Owning your mistakes doesn't make you look weak, Sarah.
It makes you look strong. It makes you look human.
Look, there's always hell to pay
for doing the right thing, but...
when you do, it makes you better.
A better leader.
Better father.
Better person.
You want to fix this?
Be courageous and do the right thing.
That's a precedent worth setting.
Boy, you're not good at this game, either.
I don't like you.
Yeah, well, you're gonna like me even less after I do... this.
That's a checkmate.
Matter of fact, I hate you.
And I hate chess, and I hate...
- all games. - Hey, man,
it's not my fault you abandoned your queen.
Oh, hey, gorgeous. Hey.
Mwah.
I thought you were, uh, taking Josh to the doctor's this afternoon.
Oh, it got canceled last-minute, so...
Well, I think we're just gonna play
one or two more games. Is that okay?
I have to admit something.
My executive order was a mistake.
I issued it because I didn't... I didn't have a better way
to stop Lydon's workers from misbehaving.
But today, a friend reminded me that...
targeting newcomers would break our community,
not build it.
At least, I-I really hope he's still my friend.
As of an hour ago, I've pardoned Maya Jiménez
and I've replaced my bad executive order with a better one.
From now on,
every crime in Greylock
will require mandatory community service.
No more buying your way out of trouble.
If you do wrong in Greylock,
you'll make up for it by doing right in Greylock.
I've already informed Lydon about the new policy,
and they've instituted a company-wide code of conduct.
Knowing violators would miss work for community service
made them play nice pretty quick.
I hope that by admitting my mistake,
you will see how serious I am
about always doing what's right for Greylock,
even when it means confronting my own faults.
Especially when it means confronting my own faults.
Thank you.
You could've told me Adam was Corinne's husband.
And you could've not bulldozed my house.
Okay, fair point.
But Adam should've said something.
Well, he tried.
That's what that whole awkward-ass apology was about.
What? I thought he was talking about Sarah.
He brought her up when we first met. That's...
That's who I thought he meant when he said "she."
He was talking about his household
and you coming back into town to blow it up.
He was talking about Corinne, his wife.
Well, that definitely could've been more clear.
What was he supposed to say? "Hey, man, I'm Adam.
We boned the same girl. Nice to meet you."
Yeah, that definitely would've been worse.
But how could Corinne not have known we were hanging out?
How do you tell your wife that your new best bud
- is her high school sweetheart? - Right.
Right. So, it's tough all around.
- Adam's still a good dude, though. - Yes.
I know. It's annoying.
Hey, you want to play Magic?
I'm sick of getting my ass kicked.
Let's just watch the Bs.
Okay.
- You got beers? - Plenty.
_
I, uh... I noticed that you looked through the paperwork.
I'm sorry you had to see that.
I never wanted to throw your mother under the bus
or use it to make myself look better.
I mean, she has her problems, but your mom loves you.
So do I. I always have.
I hope you know that now.
I do.
What's this you're cooking up?
A new dessert for the menu.
I call it "The Luis."
You made a dessert for me?
It's sweet, and it fills you with warmth.
- I used bitter cocoa on top. - Mm.
It's not perfect, and that's the point,
but I think it should be a permanent menu item
because it's always there for you.
Well, I'm gonna get a new menu printed up
with your picture right beside "The Luis."
Come here.
Okay, okay, okay. Enough hugging.
This isn't a Lifetime movie.
Oh...
Cooper.
I saw your little video.
And? Are you headed home or to a "Stop Sarah" rally?
- Home. For now. - Mm.
That community service thing was a nice little rabbit
that you pulled out of your hat,
but I'm not sure how many you've got left.
Did Fernsby call off the dogs?
Yeah, they're back on the leash for now.
Oh, my God. He's done already. Weston finished the article.
Sent it to me to read before he publishes.
I hope he paints us in a good light.
Oh, my God.
You can't publish this.
_
- Chairman Cooper?! - My editor loves clickbait.
The headline was her idea.
Okay. Do you think I'm a dictator?
Afraid so. Care to comment?
You want a comment? Bite me.
- That's my comment. - Not sure that's gonna help your case.
I thought you liked what I was doing in Greylock.
I do.
You're smart and charismatic,
and I don't think there's many people
who could've saved this town the way you did.
But the fact remains: you've been running Greylock
for three months without checks or balances.
The town charter grants me the power
to do everything I've done.
And I was elected.
Plenty of dictators are elected. Al-Bashir in Sudan,
- Kagame in Rwanda. I could go on. - Do not compare me to them.
Sarah, you negotiated a power deal,
entered into diplomatic relations with New Hampshire
and started a new currency, all with no oversight.
Yesterday, you repealed a law to save your friend.
And if all that doesn't add up to totalitarianism,
I'm not sure what does.
The article is fair.
But if you can point out anything in it that's not true,
I will change it, okay?
You want to change the perception of Greylock,
I've got an open mind and plenty of column inches.
But for now, I've got to call them the way I see them,
and...
I see a dictator.
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