“I just think that If we're doing this, we need to make some things absolutely clear," Arthur says, and he lays out a yellow legal pad on the table before Eames--aka Chuck Dickens, Frankie Bacon, and Jim Dean (although really Arthur thinks he's flattering himself with that last one). On that yellow legal pad there is a Venn Diagram, a fucking Venn Diagram, with two circles that do not overlap at all. One says ‘Things I should tell my lawyer,’ and the other says ‘Things I should absolutely not, under no circumstances, ever tell my lawyer.’ ‘No’ is underlined. ‘Ever’ is underlined thrice.

Erik Lehnsherr has been charged with the brutal murder of Sebastian Shaw. His case isn't looking very good until he meets the right lawyer.

He still couldn't believe it, that he'd done it. He could start paying off his loans. He could get his mom decent health insurance, finally. Starting Monday, he was an associate at Cobb and Ellis and he was going to get paychecks for being a geek about contracts and procedure – and not like the pay he'd gotten for the shitty jobs he'd had ever since he was ten years old but real money. Serious money.

Jim Kirk got to grow up hearing about how his dad was the very ideal of a crusader for justice, a man who'd made the ultimate sacrifice for the lives and sovereignty of other beings.

So of course, Jim said fuck the hippies and went to law school.

Arthur's a corporate lawyer, Eames owns the coffee shop across the street, and all good love stories start with a quadruple shot latte.

Merlin Emrys had strong convictions on the subjects of love and marriage—namely, that they should be avoided at all costs.

"If I win my next case - whichever case that may be, I suppose - then I'll be an associate at Drake and Associates, LLC as soon as the judge brings his gavel down in my favor."