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Previously on Ally McBeal.

You could have kissed him. It would have
broken the rules, of course.

But here's a flash, Ally,
some guys are shy.

What? He can't be a man
and just paw me a little?

I am a sexual object, for God's sake! He
couldn't give me a little grope?

Ronnie, just give me a couple more days.
Can you at least do that?

No.

I-I really just can't go into it.
It's just-- It's just--

Oh, what-what's the word?

Alone! Mateless!

All I ever wanted was to be rich and to be
successful and to have three kids...

and a husband who was waiting home for me
at night to tickle my feet.

And-- And look at me. Look at how I've--

I don't even like my hair.

Ally, love-- it's an equation.

- A "me," a "you," derives a "we."
- I'll try to remember that.

- I think I need to believe that it works.
- What works?

The idea that when people come
together, they stay together.

I have to take that with me when I go to
bed at night,

even if I'm going to bed alone.

That's a McBealism.

-Isn't it beautiful?
- Yeah. It's kind of old looking.

Well, I think it's perfect, and I can't
wait to start taking lessons again.

Can you play anything now?

Well, "Heart and Soul"
and-- and "Chopsticks."

- Hmm.
- Oh! Wait, wait, wait. Let's see, um--

Good night, my someone Good night

I know that. That's from The Music Man.

My mother sang that to us all the time.

Sleep tight, my someone Sleep tight

My love, love love, love

Oh! I could never get that note right.

Tell me about it.

True love can be whispered

From heart to heart

When lovers are parted they say

But I must depend

On a wish and a star

As long as my heart

Doesn't know who you are

This is a sad song.

It's about a lady who's got nobody.

So she's got to sing to an imaginary
someone every night.

- It's about a lady who's--
- Just like us.

- I hate pianos.
- Maybe I can sell it.

I've been down this road

Walkin' the line that's painted by pride

And I have made mistakes in my life

That I just can't hide

Oh, I believe I am ready

For what love has to bring Yeah, yeah

I got myself together

Now I'm ready to sing

I've been searching my soul tonight

I know there's so much more to life

Now I know I can shine a light

To find my way back home

Oh

Baby, yeah

Oh, yeah

I'm supposed to get an injunction so
they can't sell ice cream?

You'll do your best.

How can I possibly attach the real estate?

The claim itself--

They don't expect you
to win the motion, Ally.

The client's just insisting
that we be aggressive.

And aggressive we shall be.

Harry Pippen is opposing
counsel, so be early and ready to pop...

- when he comes through the door.
- Who's Harry Pippen?

Fat man, no wind,
moves like continental drift.

As soon as he enters the room, they move
his case to the top and off you go.

As soon as he enters the room?

The judges give him a little grace 'cause
of his condition.

They don't punish him for being late.

And Richard's right. He comes through the
door arguing his case.

As soon as he enters, you gotta jump in
and get in there.

- Thank you, Elaine.
- Pleasure.

Moving on. New client--
Sandra Winchell, F.O.W.

I promised we'd help,
though I don't know how.

- What's F.O.W.?
- Friend of Whipper.

Sandra Winchell, arrested for
prostitution, third time.

A conviction means jail.

John, since you've recently
visited the subject matter--

I wouldn't ask, but the Whip has cracked.
Conjugals could be at stake.

- Okay, I'll meet with the woman.
- Excellent.

Ally, I'd like you to
second chair, if possible.

That puritanical prudism you seem to waft
could work to our benefit. Teamwork.

- Richard!
- Here's the glitch.

She fired her old lawyer last night.
Trial starts today, 11:00.

- What?
- It won't. New counsel.

You'll get a continuance.
Try to buy at least a month.

Why can't John file for the continuance?

- I don't do criminal motion practice.
- Why not?

You'll be down there anyway on the ice
cream case. Why-- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hi.

- What have you got for me today?
- Oh, hi.

Oh, please.

She was about to ask me a question once, I
said-- I said, "Don't spoil it."

I don't want to attach
anything audio to her.

- What year is this?
- Uh, uh, no, no, no, no.

- This is not a time for words.
- This is not a time for words?

Oh, so you can give them law degrees, you
can dress them up, but in the end--

Neanderthals.

Oh, come on, Ally. You can't blame us
for looking at... that!

Can't blame you for look--
For acting like-- Are--

Are you guys-- Are-Are they playing
a prank on me?

Well, let-let me tell you something, Ally.
That is nature at its best out there.

They should get Richard Kiley
to narrate her.

I'm sure she's quite stupid
and, in time, gravity will get her.

Come on. Boys' club. Hey!

Free that hooker.

You're the D.A. on it?

I get a lot of the vice cases.

I've convicted your client before, by the
way. Have you met her?

No, no. But she's supposedly
a friend of Whipper's.

So are you going to agree
to the, uh, continuance?

Yes. Yeah.

Oh, I have to wait here till my ice cream
case, so I don't know--

I will cover you.

No likelihood of success on the merits.

Court has affidavits, bank accounts,
financial statements.

My client can easily satisfy any judgment.

Oh, my God! That must be Harry Pippen,
my ice cream case.

Uh, Ally McBeal for the plaintiff.

In 15 years of practice,
I have never been so shocked.

I'm denying the plaintiff's
motion, Mr. Pippen.

Thank you, Your Honor. Move for costs,
attorneys' fees and sanctions,

abuse of process, frivolous prosecution,
Rule 11.

- It's shocking.
- You lose on that score.

- Sorry to hear that, Your Honor.
- But I, uh--

The defendant is far from judgment-proof,
counsel.

I can't attach property
no matter what the merits.

Mr. Pippen! Mr. Pippen!

I'm Ally McBeal,
counsel for the plaintiff.

Nice to meet you. Hi.

Uh, well, I was really hoping that we
could sort of settle this out.

I mean, it's kind of silly,
two ice cream chains fighting.

All we're looking for is your guy to
change the name of his store

and not call it Mike's.

- That's his name. Mike.
- Well, I understand.

But since he sold the franchise
as "Mikey's,"

and now he's
calling his new chain "Mike's,"

you know, you could see how people
could confuse it.

And what my client really feels that he

has paid for is the trademark name of
Mike's.

And-And you see that that
asset is devalued if-if--

Oh. Oh, are you all right?
Mr.-- Mr. Pippen?

Oh, my God. Uh, Mr. Pippen.

What?

Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

- Somebody call 911.
- I've got a cell phone.

- Oh, God!
- Is it his heart?

Did he hit his head?

Oh, God! Okay, here we go.

Oh, come on. Come on, Mr. Pippen. Come on.

Breathe. Just breathe.

Okay. Okay.

I think you're supposed to raise his arms.

- He's breathing!
- Check his pulse.

- Excuse us. Please.
- Oh, my God!

- You saved his life.
- Not before he ate a Spanish omelet.

Oh, God! The onions.

- Is my skin breaking out?
- Not yet.

- Are you okay?
- Yeah.

Well, we better go. Our little
prostitution case is up in two minutes.

- Oh.
- Are you really okay?

- Fine.
- Okay.

23222--
Commonwealth versus Sandra Winchell.

Your Honor, inasmuch as
I've just been retained,

I-I would be requesting additional time
to prepare my defense.

- Ha!
- Excuse me?

You think I don't know
a stall when I see one?

Your Honor, the Commonwealth
doesn't oppose a continuance.

I didn't ask.

The fact that the district
attorney's office is for it...

is another reason for me to be against it.

- I just got this case and I--
- If she wants to fire her lawyer, fine.

She should do it before voir dire.
We've already got a jury.

She's had three prior continuances.

This case is marked
no further continuances.

- Your Honor--
- Shush.

Shush?

You either say "Ready for trial,"

or I schedule it for a year from now
and revoke bail.

- You can't-- You can't do that.
- Ready for trial or no bail?

- Your Honor, in the interest of justice--
- I didn't ask.

Ready or not?

Ready.

Today?

Evidently, she's had it continued
up the wazoo,

and the judge just finally had enough.

This troubles me.

He said otherwise he'd revoke bail and
have it continued for a year,

and we were kinda stuck.

You have any ideas?

Have I bored you?

- Let's proceed.
- With the trial?

- Yes.
- Today?

- Yes.
- Cause you're insane?

Yes.

I'll go... gather myself.

- Ms. McBeal?
- Yeah.

I'm Angela Tharpe, Harry Pippen's fiancée.

Oh! Oh, hey! Hey, is-is he okay?

Oh, he's fine. It-It wasn't a heart attack
after all. It was just angina.

- Oh.
- And we're getting married on Friday,

and, well, the doctor
thinks it was nerves.

Oh. Well, that's fantastic. He-He's okay?

Yes. Thanks to you.

Uh, he did lose oxygen,
so if you hadn't been there--

I just came to tell you how grateful I am.

Oh, well, I'm just glad that I could help.

Oh, you've helped. He's, uh--

He's the best thing that
ever happened to me and,

well, I think I'm here because
you kind of saved my life too.

That's sweet.

Can I give you a hug?

Sure.

Uh-- Oh.

My God! I've broken you.

- No. No, I'm fine.
- I feel terrible.

No, no, no, I-I-I pop
out of alignment so easily.

- It's me. It-It's me.
- Actually, I can fix that.

I'm not a licensed chiropractor,
but I work for one.

- I-- I think I'm really okay.
- Oh, no, no, no.

- No, no, no, I--
- It's just right down here by the L5.

I'm really o--

kay.

- Better?
- Yeah. Yeah. Much.

Thanks.

I'm just gonna, um,

sit here for a second.

- On the floor?
- Oh, yeah.

Yeah. I-- I love the floor.

- Will you come to the wedding?
- Sure.

Great. It's Friday, 6:00.

- Great.
- See you then.

- See you then.
- Bye.

Somebody's bound to
come in here and help me up.

Shouldn't you be down at the courthouse?

It's only 1:30. I'll be there.

But it would help if I had some clue as to
how we were gonna defend this case.

- Well, you defend it vigorously.
- Oh, thank you. I'm clear now.

Richard, I can't even find John Cage!

It's really a question of burden of...

proof.

- Thanks.
- Do you have anything?

Just this.

She can, uh, really increase the blood
flow, can't she, Richard?

- No, no, no.
- Don't you--

What?

The date itself cost a thousand dollars.

Anything on top of the escort
would be more.

- What do you mean "on top of the escort"?
- Uh, sex.

- Sex was more.
- And did you pay more, Dr. Carpenter?

Uh, yes. We-- We agreed upon $700
for missionary intercourse.

- And did the two of you--
- We began to.

Then, um, Special Agent Mackleroy entered
the premises and, um, intervened.

- You were arrested.
- I was.

Dr. Carpenter, your relations
with the defendant,

it was sex for a fee?

- That's correct.
- You're clear on that?

Well, actually, I have the receipt.
I deduct it for stress therapy.

I see. Thank you, sir.

Mr. Cage?

Dr. Carpenter, my name is John Cage.
How do you do, sir?

Hi.

I have no questions, Your Honor.

I fell into your open arms

And I didn't stand a chance

Now listen, honey
I just want to be beside you

No cross at all?

Nothing. He-- He introduces
himself to the client...

- and just sits down.
- Is he a kook?

I don't know. He pours water,
he unbuttons--

Never mind.

What "never mind"?

It's about the case, and you are the
enemy.

You're talking about Cage,
I bet. He's a kook.

Ally.

Harry. What-- What are you doing
out of the hospital?

They released me. Uh, I went to your
office. They said I could find you here.

Well, what's the matter?

Uh, could we talk in private?

Maybe upstairs?

Something is the matter, isn't it?

One of my strengths as a trial lawyer is,
uh, I can size people up fast.

I got a feeling about you.

Well-- Well, what are you saying?

I'm saying that,
in addition to being beautiful,

I can tell you are a compassionate person.

And, uh, however remote the odds,

you know, you can't win a raffle if you
don't at least buy a ticket.

Well-- Well, what are you saying?

Do you think a person such as yourself...

could ever become interested
in a person such as myself?

Um, well,

absolutely a person like me
could like somebody like you.

Absolutely.

Do you think you could ever
become interested in me?

Uh, well, uh, well-well, H-Harry, um,

Angela's a friend of mine.

And what I mean is I-I've met her.

Well, what I mean is you're marrying
her... Friday.

Yeah. I've come to reconsider that.

Because of me?

I never had a kiss like that before, Ally.

Oh, Harry, I--

Don't get me wrong. I love Angela.

It's-- It's just, um--

It's-It's not a romantic love.

We're good friends with limited options.

- She's not in love with you?
- Actually she is.

It's one of the reasons I, uh--

It's nice to be with someone who loves
you. It's a comfort, but, uh--

No. But-But what? Comfort is good.

I'm not asking you to
declare yourself or anything.

But if you think you might have
the slightest inclination...

just to, you know, go out on a date...

just to see if there's
a scintilla of a chance.

I don't see the possibility, Harry.

Okay. Okay.

Like I said, you can't win the raffle if
you don't at least buy a ticket.

Well, I'll be leaving now.

And I'll be out of the room momentarily.

Okay.

Our star is shining

Its brightest light

For good night, my love

Good night

What else could you say?
You had to be honest.

- Really?
- What are you gonna do?

Have him call off his wedding? Take him to
Burger King just to be nice?

Oh, you should have seen him sag.

Can I ask you something?

Why did you automatically dismiss the idea
of dating him?

Well, he's-- he's--

I just didn't think he was my type.

You ruled him out in an instant on looks.

Oh, that is not true.

How could it not be? You don't know him.

I knew enough. I-- I knew he was...

in questionable health.

I-I get nervous being around people
with heart conditions.

Why do you lie to me?

Let's just admit the truth.

You eliminated with an eyeblink
on looks alone, Ally.

That is not-- That is--
It just isn't that simple.

It-It-It--
The thought of the two of us on a date.

A person gets a vision
of how he thinks the date might go.

And then you say yes or no. And I-I just
couldn't picture the two of us--

The sad thing is, in a movie,

we'd both be rooting
for the gal to date the guy.

Actually, I used to be a lawyer.

I worked in a downtown firm for six years.

- Which firm would that be, ma'am?
- Cuppings and Gil.

And-- And you left the bar
to join the escort business.

Yes.

Could you tell the court the reason for
your career change?

Well, I couldn't meet any interesting men.

At least not single men.

The best ones, the most interesting ones,
they were all married.

- And they were asking me out.
- The married men?

Or I should say they were asking me in.

And this-- this impelled a change in
your-- in your vocation?

In an odd way, yes.

Well, could you elaborate on the oddity?

Well, married men-- good men--
were always hitting on me.

And every friendship I've had with a man,

whether the pretext be a common love for
Charles Dickens, the symphony,

shared political views,
similar upbringings,

whatever the basis for
the friendship beginning,

they have almost always resulted in the
men wanting to have sex with me.

All right. I see. And this, uh-- this
drove you to the escort service.

It drove me to the conclusion
that man, as a species,

is not suitable for long-term partnership.

Objection!

- Withdrawn.
- No. The objection is sustained.

- Your Honor--
- I'm trying to make sense of this.

You hate men and so you
became a call girl.

I became disillusioned with the
idea of long-term relationships.

Men seem to stay interested and passionate
for finite periods of time.

So I chose to engage
in finite relationships.

And since I need to make a living, I
allowed myself to get paid for it.

What kind of message
does this send to young women?

I'm not trying to send any message.

In fact, I've tried to keep it discreet.

You wouldn't know about it
if I hadn't been arrested.

Well, now, let's be fair
here, Ms. Winchell.

I mean, you hardly lead a-- a noble life.

No. And I've never disappointed
anyone pretending to be noble.

See the star witness over there?

Doctor. Community-minded. Sits on the
school committee. Coaches boys' soccer.

He's noble.

He also comes to me with his Visa card
twice a month

to earn frequent flyer miles.

Well, one might say you-- you entrapped
him with your feminine wiles.

One might. But I didn't slither
up to him wearing perfume.

He found me in the yellow pages.

Sorry.

The Commonwealth sees the humor.

I don't.

First time I've ever, ever seen a lawyer
object to her own witness.

Shut up.

The things that she was saying about men
and about relationships--

you-you think a jury could buy into that?

Ally, you objected because
we almost buy into it.

We do not!

Well, do we ever meet
interesting single men?

Well, that's because we're lawyers, and
all we meet are single male attorneys.

And that is a pathetic breed.
And I have yet to meet--

John. Here is the exception.

Why are you lunching
with the district attorney?

Renee and I live together.

It's come to that. No men.

We're in the middle of trial.

I find it inappropriate for you to be
lunching with the district attorney.

Ally. Harry Pippen is making his approach.

So what brings you here?

Uh, just thought I'd, uh,
pop in and say hi.

- Oh.
- Oh, uh, I talked to my client.

They are willing to change the name of
the new ice cream franchise...

if your client is willing to waive the
anti-compete clause in Cambridge.

Oh. Well, that-that sounds like we
could make it work. Yeah.

- Great.
- Great.

Door snappish.

So, um,

anything else, Harry?

I came to apologize for
the time that I came before.

- Oh, that's okay.
- And I know Angela was here.

Mmm.

I feel like I put you on and in a spot,

and it wasn't fair for me to do that.

Oh, it's okay. I-- I was flattered.

Yeah. Uh,

look, Ally,

don't take this the wrong way.

I'm not going to try to court you, but--

But what?

You know what I said before about getting
a feeling about people?

I get the sense that
you're kinda the romantic type.

- Well, I--
- I'm not going your way with this.

You don't have to be concerned. I just
came here for some advice. Your advice.

Okay.

You know what I said earlier
a-about Angela?

I do love her... very much.

She'll be a great mother, and I want kids.

But it's like love out of appreciation,
and maybe convenience.

She's never made my heart bounce.

And sexually, I mean, I don't
even think of her during--

I guess what I'm trying to ask you is,

do you think it's wrong for a person to
marry another person,

not because she's the one,
but because she's the only?

Harry, I can't tell you whether you should
marry Angela. You know that.

You know, I just got this piano.

And, um, sometimes I--

I sing this song called
"Good Night, My Someone."

And it's about--

Well-Well, basically it's a love song
to somebody that you've never met...

but you know is out there.

And I don't know,

I mean, we make so few promises
to ourselves as we grow up.

And one of them is...

that on our wedding day we walk down the
aisle with somebody we love.

Somebody who does...
make your heart bounce, I guess.

And there are some promises, Harry, that I
think we just have to keep.

Elaine.

I come to you because you're the
designated sensitive male.

I beg your pardon?

The girl who works in the mail room.

You know, the one who saunters about
demonstrably with her ample bosom?

What about her?

Well, the women in the office
don't appreciate the gawk fest,

and we feel that her continued presence,
together with the reactions,

are contributing to a hostile
working environment.

Now we certainly don't want to file,

but it's probably best that she doesn't
make deliveries here anymore.

Whoa! Whoa!

As the designated sensitive male,

maybe you should speak to Richard.

This isn't a case about the mating habits
of the male species.

It's about did she break the law or not.

The law says sex for money is a crime.

Sitting over there is a prostitute.

Proud and rich, I grant you.

But still, a person
who gives sex for a fee.

That's a crime.

You all know it.

Mr. Cage.

Hypocrisy troubles me greatly.

Today's biggest and brightest film
actresses

make upwards of $10 million per picture.

They only rise to that level, however,

if they're willing to simulate
sex acts on camera.

I say simulate.

That's merely for the intercourse.

The kissing, the nibbling on nipples,

the sticking of tongues
in ears and mouths,

the groping of breasts and thighs, hands
on penises, groins, that-that's real.

That-- That's actually going on.

These actresses may tell us they're doing
it for some redeeming social value.

Well-- that and a million bucks.

It happens at lesser levels.

Women employees have sometimes been
known to gratify their male superiors...

in hopes that a promotion may ensue.

It's not a noble thing.
But it happens, sometimes.

We don't jail them.

I've known many women who wouldn't
consider a man marriage material...

unless his income
was in a certain bracket.

I don't respect that, but it happens.

Women marry for money. We don't jail them.

The truth is...

sex has always been a currency for women.

Always.

Though often at a quid pro blurry quo.
My client was honest.

She told the truth to that man and to you.

I apologize. Hypocrisy always
gives me such pause.

Let's all take a moment.

John, it's not that you didn't
give a gifted closing.

I prefer to hold all thoughts
till after the verdict.

I find it lends greater perspective.

Perspective bogs me down.

Do you personally subscribe to everything
you said in your closing?

You mean about hypocrisy giving me pause?

No, no. About how acceptable it is for
women to use sex as currency.

Did I say "acceptable"?

Yes.

Yes. Yes.

You-You basically argued that a
little prostitution, what's the big deal?

And at some level, all women
sell sex to get ahead.

Ally, if you probe both
yourself and the situation,

- there's a reason I made that argument.
- Which is?

I was paid to.

Oh.

That was a Fishism.

Excuse me.

Angela. Hey.

He called off the wedding.

- He did?
- What you said,

it made an impression.

He decided he should hold out
for the woman of his dreams.

Oh.

Angela.

Angela, I am the last person who should be
giving advice of the heart to anybody.

I mean, look at me. I am a strong,
working career girl...

who-who feels empty without a man.

The National Organization for Women,
they have a contract out on my head.

But-- But, see, I-- I am
defending a prostitute...

with arguments like sex is-- is more
currency than love these days.

And I see some of my friends
getting married...

'cause-- 'cause, gee, they're
good companions

and they happen to have the same ideas...

about public versus private school issues,
and I just can't buy it.

Harry should marry somebody...

who he loves more than life.

And-And you deserve...

to be with somebody
who loves you like that.

People like me and Harry, we don't get the
partners of our dreams.

Harry asked me if he should
marry somebody...

not because she's the one, but because
she's the only, and--

Do you really think there's somebody out
there wanting to take care of Harry?

Sometimes when you
hold out for everything,

you walk away with nothing.

Remember that the next time a fat man
walks in asking you for advice.

Oh, yeah

Why can't I give advice to whoever?

I mean, I obviously
have love all figured out.

Good night, my someone Good night, my love

Sleep tight, my someone
Sleep tight, my love

Our star is shining its brightest light

For good night, my love Good night

When you feel that you

Can make it all alone

I don't know what you
could have done differently.

Do you think?

I don't know. May--

Maybe I have encouraged him to hold out
for the illusion of marriage,

and the reality is is that
now he could end up alone.

- Ally, if he doesn't love her--
- He loves her.

She just doesn't make his heart bounce.

And it should, shouldn't it?

I mean, not all the time. But at least on
your wedding day,

his-his heart should do a little hop at
the ceremony, shouldn't it?

Yeah.

Just ask the lonely

Lonely

Pretty quick verdict actually.

Hey, Johnny. Great closing yesterday.

- Passing out any questionnaires?
- That was uncalled for.

Mmm. See you in there.

Ally, I know you've had some trouble with
the defense we've put on.

Uh, you're doing what you have to.
Could you excuse me a second?

Harry, what's going on?

You wouldn't by any chance be quoting him
off-season rates, would you?

- I beg your pardon?
- Could you excuse us, please?

What were you discussing with her? You
call off your wedding and now you-you--

- I think you should marry Angela.
- Really?

Companionship and trust.
Those are real things, Harry.

What about my heart?

Yeah.

I was thinking, and...

sometimes the worst thing
for somebody's heart...

could be loneliness.

And listen, last night I was thinking
about all of my friends...

who I thought might be right for you.

And I'm ashamed to say this, but...

none of my friends would go out with you.

Because of my heft?

Yeah. Probably.

So you think I should settle for Angela.

I don't think you should
think of it as settling.

Not if you want a family
and-and partnership.

Sometimes, Harry, we got to look at our
choices

and we just have to make the best one.

And Angela, she's a good girl.

Yeah.

She is.

And promises that we make
ourselves when we're kids,

it's stupid anyway.

I apologize.

Has the jury reached its verdict?

- We have, Your Honor.
- What say you?

We find the defendant... not guilty.

Ohh!

Members of the jury, thank you for your
time and service. We're done.

- Adjourned.
- Thank you, so much.

And thank you for sitting here in apparent
support. I'm sure it helped.

Hmm. It-It-It was apparent, Sandra.

Um, my-my outlook's just
a little different from yours.

I know.

And I envy you.

I really do.

- You lost?
- We won.

What are you doing?

After each case, I-I like
to gather thoughts.

I have great news. Harry and Angela are
back on. Friday night service.

- Great.
- Angela called.

She said since you pulled a Cupid,
she would like you there after all,

- as long as you don't wear white.
- Thank you, Elaine.

I resent this side of the door.

Do you really want to
know my thoughts, John?

I think the world is in big, big trouble.

We laugh at people
for aspiring to romance.

We-- We celebrate hookers under
the guise of feminine autonomy.

Do you want me to put this in writing?

Da da da da da

Why do you do that
"da da da da da da" thing?

I stutter. I did as a child anyway.
I learned to control it with music.

I would sing the song "John Jacob
Jingleheimer Schmidt.

His name is my name too."
You know the song.

Yeah.

I sing to myself to control my stutter
if I feel myself nervous.

And sometimes the refrain
just kind of pops out.

Anyway,

I didn't come to collect your thoughts.

I came to give you mine.

Criminal law requires that
criminal lawyers play a certain game.

I know. You don't have to apologize for
the system or for your little performance.

I get it.

I did not come in here
to apologize. I came--

Da da da da da

The world is no longer a romantic place.

Some of its people still are however.

And therein lies the promise.

Don't let the world win, Ally McBeal.

That's what I came in to say.

He's a strange little biscuit, isn't he?

I don't know what it is
that makes me love you so

I only know I never wanna let you go

'Cause you started something Can't you see

That ever since we met
you've had a hold on me

It happens to be true

I only want to be with you

It doesn't matter where you go
or what you do

I wanna spend each moment
of the day with you

Look what has happened with just one kiss

I never knew that I could be
in love like this

It's crazy but it's true

I only want to be with you

You stinker!