Harry's Law - Second Season

Is there any reason to fear the suspect

- might be armed? - Well, your partner

already asked me that, what, four times?

I'm faster than my partner. The kid takes off

I'll be the one who catches him, so I'm asking.

Is there any chance this kid might have a weapon?

He won't be armed.

I think we got him.

That's his car. Let's go.

Hey, Scott.

Talk for a second?

Just talk.

Hey, get off me! Get off of me!

- Get off me! You can't do this! - They're not gonna

let go of you, Scott. Just calm down.

Let me go! Get off me!

- Son, it's time to come home. - No, no.

You can't do this... what gives you the right to do this?!

I'm your father. It's time to come home, son.

Harry's Law 2x15 - Search and Seize Original air date March 25, 2012

Excuse me.

Harry Korn?

- Yes? - Hi.

I'm Margaret Albertson,

you're next-door neighbor.

Oh, right, right.

Well, we really haven't officially met.

Uh, well, uh, welcome to the neighborhood.

I've been here five years.

Oh, well, um...

it's nice to finally meet you.

Harry, have you noticed anything weird lately?

I'm a lawyer, weird is about all I see.

I mean, in the neighborhood.

Oh, if this is about some kind of neighborhood watch

or whatever, I'll buy It's not that.

Whistles, or orange vests, or whatever.

I saw a UFO last night.

Why not?

I mean, I saw something... it was a flying thing

with lights on it,

and it was kind of hovering over my backyard.

I really got to get to work.

Would you just do me one favor?

When you get home tonight, will you just go out

in your backyard and just look up

and see if you see anything?

No problem.

It's kidnapping.

- No, it isn't. - Yes it is.

Of course it is. You can't just snatch a kid

off the street and...

Where is he now?

- Home. Where he should be. - What makes you

sure he won't just run away again?

- He won't. - Why?!

'Cause he's locked in a basement.

You just gonna keep asking me questions?

- He's locked in a basement?! - What's going on?

He had a teenage kid hauled off the street.

They bring him back to his house where he's now locked in a basement!

What's the problem?

"What's the problem?"

Cassie, will you tell them parents

can't just kidnap their kid and lock him up?

- How old? - Sixteen.

Not kidnapping. Cream?

What the... Did you not hear

the part about being locked in a basement?

This is soy. Do we have any regular cream?

Can't he just be emancipated if he has a full-time job?

Not in Ohio, he can't.

Oh, it's not enough I got to deal

with nut jobs all day long.

Turns out I live next to one.

Oliver kidnapped a 16-year-old boy.

Fantastic.

This better not be decaf.

I'm already having a day.

You need to get your ass downstairs.

Why?

Just get down there.

What do you mean, you're on strike?

We love working for Harry,

and we have no problem working for you.

Then what? More money?

It's not the money.

- Then what? - It's her, Chunhua.

She's abusive.

- Chinua is abusive? - You don't see it 'cause

you're all goo-goo eyed... try working for her for ten minutes

First of all, I'm not all goo-goo eyed for her.

- Right. - Right.

What does she do?

What doesn't she do?

We have a strict dress code.

We get docked if we're so much as a minute late for work.

We get docked if the register doesn't balance out to the penny.

We get docked if we don't smile.

It's dock, dock, dock... by the time she's

through docking us we owe her money

at the end of the day.

She's a fascist terrorist, Adam.

And you just don't see it.

I ask them

to dress executive-chic.

I insist on punctuality.

As for balancing the books,

that shouldn't be a crime.

Okay, but they think you're mean.

They said I'm mean?

They said "fascist" actually. "Mean" was my word.

I'm not asking the girls to do anything

but fulfill their job responsibilities.

Hello.

Hey, hey. I am looking for... Olivier.

Oliver.

- That's me. - Hi.

I'm Phoebe Blake, nice to meet you.

- Oliver Richard. - Wow.

This place is kind of cool.

Yeah. Can I help you with something?

Oh, yeah. You have a client of mine.

Scott Denchy. 16, dark, curly hair,

- a little pissed off. - Okay.

- First of all, I don't have him. - Yeah.

His parents do, his legal guardians.

- You kidnapped him on a street. You and a bunch of thugs... - Okay.

- ...wrestled him to the ground... - It was an intervention, it wasn't kidnapping.

- There's a difference. - ...dragged him to a van.

How do you even know what happened, if I may ask?

He fired off one call before you took his phone.

It was to me. He should've called the police.

Hi.

You represent the boy?

I do. And if he's not released

I'm afraid I'm gonna have to stir up some trouble.

Not for you, but for

G.I...

Hi.

Look, the boy's only 16.

Don't you think his parents know what's best for him?

I don't, actually, and neither does he,

which is why he left in the first place.

So, are we

returning him, or do I make the trouble?

We're not returning him.

River City. Ciao.

At least I'm on solid legal grounds, right?

As far as the intervention's concerned, yes.

But, I mean, how violent did it go down?

Tackled him, wrestled... it was kind of like dating.

So, no aversion therapy? You didn't waterboard him?

No. Just a shrink to talk him into going back to school.

Just a talk, that's all.

I had no idea that you were such a fan of talk, Ollie.

- What do you mean? - Are we ever

gonna discuss what's going on between you and I?

Well...

sure.

You start.

We slept together after the gala.

Are we a thing, or was that just a one-off?

Well, I...

just thought we would kind of...

take it slow...

see where it goes.

Oh.

Before I do anything tonight,

I'd just like to say a few things.

- Are you okay? - Just have a seat.

- Can we get some water or something? - This whole night

- has been like a bad dream. - Oh, God.

Did you see that thing in the sky?

It's permitted.

I'll ask you again, did you see that thing in the sky?

Ma'am, I think you just shot down our drone.

- You took it down? - One shot.

Just a few questions, if you don't mind.

Starting with what the hell

is the Cincinnati Police Department doing with a drone?

Ms. Korn?

Captain Pearson,

CPD.

Uh, listen, uh...

this is a little embarrassing.

You think?

He's fine, he's my lawyer on this.

- Tommy Jefferson. - Well, you don't

need a lawyer, ma'am; You're not in trouble.

You are.

What are you spying on me for?

Well, we weren't.

We were spying on your neighbor.

My neighbor?

The whacko next door?

She's a schoolteacher.

And, uh, we suspect, a sex offender.

Drone?

- Really? - Well, cops are evidently using them now.