All language subtitles for Ally.McBeal.S01E15.1997.Disney+.WEB-DL.1080p.H264.AAC-HDCTV_track6_[eng]

[ Vonda ]
♪ When you just give love ♪

♪ And never get love ♪

♪ You'd better let love ♪

♪ Depart ♪

♪ I know it's so ♪

♪ And yet I know ♪

♪ I can't get you
out of my heart ♪♪

- I sense the ick.
- Already?

You haven't even had a real date yet.

I know.
But I'm feeling the ick.

And since he's my boss,
I don't want to go out with him

just to get hit with the ick.

Then tell him.

- Tell him?
- Tell him.

- How?
- How?

- Renee.
- [ Grunts ]

Why don't you just
go through with the date?

Because then he'll blame himself.

I know John Cage. He'll think he did
something wrong.

And if I cancel the date, then he'll think
he is something wrong.

What's better, to blow it
or not stand a chance?

I don't know.

But what we both do know-- the Biscuit has
a nose for the truth.

So you'd better be straight. Just tell him
he doesn't do it for you.

Maybe it would be easier on him
just to go on one date.

I could be really, really boring
and he would lose interest.

Ally, if you like John Cage
as much as you say you do,

then you know what has to be done.

I have to dump him.

You must.

♪ 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 ♪♪

It's not a criticism
from me,

but I know that when Richard
hired you,

he was expecting you
to bill 200 hours a month.

Under that yardstick,
which, of course, isn't mine,

you've been a disappointment.

Thank you, Elaine.

- Ally.
- Hey, John.

Better get inside.

Come, come, come.
Come on. Come on.

John, John, John, John.

First up, Delta Hughes wants to retain us
to sue Burger King.

Claims this crispier, tastier
French fry was all her idea.

I haven't officially said yes to her.

What do you mean, her idea?

She wrote them a letter saying their fries
should be more crispy, taste better.

Thinks they stole her idea.
What can I say?

That's just stupid, Richard.
Speed it up. Next.

Next up: Seymore Little.
Artist. New client.

Seymore Little?
The Seymore Little?

The very one.
He wants to retain--

W-W-W-- No, no, no.
He's our client?

I majored in art history.
The Seymore Little? I get to meet him?

You're gonna represent him. He wants to
get married.

His son won't let him.
He's retained us.

What do yo mean his son won't let him?

He was deemed mentally
incompetent two years ago.

Evidently
he's a bit of an cracker.

But, of course, since we
represent the cracker,

we won't
be taking that position.

He wants to marry. His son thinks the
woman is really after his money--

Oh, balls.
Move on.

I won't pretend to care
what's bothering you,

but I do care
how it affects me.

That kind of blatant disrespect in there
is unacceptable.

- You got that?
- I'm sorry.

You should be!

[ Exhales ]
Okay. Bygones.

I feel a waffle.

- A what?
- A waffle.

- She's retreating.
- Who?

Ally. Something has occasioned her
emotional recalcitrance.

- Have you kissed her yet?
- Not really.

John, if you don't kiss a girl
on the first date, you're a gentleman.

If you don't on the second,
you're gay.

I don't want to come off
a predator.

Listen, all that stuff about feminism,
autonomy, gender equality--

Women don't really want that.
They want to be taken!

They do?

I'm not saying caveman her or
do anything against her consent.

But you have to initiate some
aggressiveness. You're the man.

That logic
disconcerts me.

Grab her hand sometimes.

Squeeze her neck in the back. It's half
massage, half "you belong to me."

Sometimes you hold her
by both shoulders.

Women need to feel dominated

even when they say they don't.
And, for God's sake, kiss her.

The body talks.

You're mine.
You feel my dominion.

And you want to
surrender to it.

Off you go.

Georgia.

John.

He's in there?
With his bride-to-be.

I'd call her a tramp, if I were one to
judge.

Yes, were you one.

Um--

Um, uh, Mr. Little, hi.
Hi, I'm Ally McBeal.

This is such an honor for me.
I am such a huge fan of your work.

Tell someone who cares.
And send in the lawyer, will ya.

I... am the lawyer.

- Dressed like that?
- Seymore.

Well, look at her skirt.
Go tell your boss I want pants.

While you're at it,
tell him to throw in a penis.

Seymore!

Men make the best lawyers.
[ Door Opens ]

- If that makes me a chauvinist--
- How's it going?

- He wants a penis.
- Get me a real lawyer, Fish.

No real lawyer wears
a short skirt like that. I want pants!

You may be wealthy, you may be famous,
but you will not insult my attorneys.

[ Whispers ]
Go change your clothes.

This woman is an excellent lawyer.
[ Whispers ] Go, go, go.

No. You want me,
you take me the way I'm dressed.

What's the matter? Pants. Penis.
Co-counsel. Done.

Uh, uh, Richard.
Richard!

Richard, hold on.
Maybe we should just let--

- Ally. [ Gasps ]
- John.

- Hi. What's up?
- Well, uh--

Dinner. Tomorrow night. 8:00.
We'll go right from here.

Um... sure.

Excellent.
[ Groans ]

Oh!

And since he has
a legal guardian,

the court says he has no capacity
to consent to marriage.

My son won't give consent. But we're told
we can get it by a court order.

Okay, well, I'm gonna
play devil's advocate here.

You're 60 years apart.

New math, hmm?

We know it seems silly to the outside
world, but he's not incompetent.

So why does your son
say that you are?

Because he's trying
to control me.

All I want is to get married and open a
little gallery, and he won't let me!

[ Billy ]
She wants his money.

Well, they didn't exactly
look like a perfect match.

I mean, the two of them
having sex--

Speaking of strange bedfellows,
you and John Cage?

Well, he, um--

he kinda surprised me.

I can't exactly say
I see you two--

What, because he's odd?

I actually like odd.

[ Toilet Flushes ]

Oh.

There's nobody in there.

It definitely
came from that stall.

- [ Clears Throat ]
- Oh. Hey. John.

- Ally. Billy.
- How's it goin'?

We heard somebody
flush the toilet, so--

- Oh, I-- I flushed the toilet.
- Excuse me?

- [ Beep ]
- [ Toilet Flushes ]

You have a remote
toilet flusher?

Sometimes people leave in haste,
forgetting to flush.

Other times there are residual remnants.
I like a fresh bowl.

Um, why don't you just flush the toilet
before by hand?

My regularity
is easily thrown.

Unclean bowls,
uh, trouble me.

If you'll excuse me.

The guardianship
was not based on insanity.

It's an incompetence
to make daily decisions...

which necessarily affect his life--
there is a difference.

I know that. And we don't have to begin
on a hostile note.

You're accusing me
of mistreating my father.

It's difficult not to take that
personally, Mr. Thomas.

He thinks you're trying to
control his money. Is that true?

Well, yes.
But that's sort of the point.

He's not capable
of running his own affairs.

He still talks to my mother.

She's been dead for seven years.
He has conversations with her.

Well, that doesn't necessarily
make him incompetent.

Lots of people speak to the dead.

Yes, well,
she speaks back.

Last July
she asked for a boat.

He bought her
a $300,000 yacht.

Okay. But why not let him marry,
if that's what makes him happy?

Ms. McBeal, I would love for my father to
meet somebody and move on with his life.

But I'm telling you, he is not moving past
my mother's death.

Then why does he want
to marry this girl?

I don't know.

I do know that
he's not in love with her.

How can you be so sure?

I know my father.

Could you
be more specific?

There are some people...

who meet that somebody...

that they never stop loving,
no matter how hard they try.

My father met that somebody.

Now, I wouldn't expect you to understand
that or even believe it, but trust me,

there are some loves
that just don't go away.

[ Grunting, Trumpeting ]

Mr. Little, the judge might view
communication with a dead person...

as a form
of mental unfitness.

We were together
for 56 years.

If I want to talk to her after she's dead,
I'll do it.

And if she wants to talk back to me,
that's her privilege.

You've never known
a once-in-a-lifetime love, hmm?

I pray not.

All right, other than
general competency,

we're also faced with undue influence--
that means you.

What about me?

Like it or not, it's gonna
look like you're after his money.

Mr. Little, we will go into court
if that's what you want,

but we have to be honest about something--
this could be terribly painful.

Lean forward, skirtless.

Lean forward.

My wife died.

My son went to court and had me declared
incompetent.

Now, what kind of pain do you have
in store for me...

that I don't
already know about?

♪♪ [ Piano ]

[ Vonda ]
♪ Love ♪

♪ It brings such misery
and pain ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ I guess I'll never
be the same ♪♪

What are you doing?
Are you depressed?

What?

You do that to fight despair.
You think I don't know that?

I-- I-- I also
do it for focus.

In this case,
hypothalamus isometrics.

The brain
actually fires...

courtship neurons.

I like to stretch them before a date.
Ah. You ready?

♪♪ [ Triumphant ]

♪♪ [ Warbles ]

♪♪ [ Runs Down ]

[ Exhales ]

What's the matter?

I'm a poor kisser.

I secrete
excess saliva.

You do?

Could perhaps save my life,
should I be lost in the desert.

On a date,
it's debilitating.

Sometimes it--
[ Sighs ]

Excess saliva.
It's--

I'm inclined
to just give her a peck.

But Cheanie did that, she was offended.

Talk to Billy.

Billy?

Certain women like to be
kissed certain ways.

Some like to turn their heads to the left,
others to the right.

Maybe the tilt,
the three-quarter.

Some like the flat-tongued
French kiss, others the tip flitter.

Some like to lead
with the lower lip-- What?

These are more issues than I was prepared
to address.

What I'm saying is,
Billy grew up kissing Ally.

He would know
what she's like in the mouth.

Yeah.

Why'd you buy a boat?

Joe DiMaggio bought Marilyn Monroe
flowers...

every single day for 30 years
after her death.

We called that romantic.

Yes, flowers.
But he bought a boat.

Your Honor, as the previous court
correctly held,

Mr. Little is no longer capable
of managing his own affairs.

There's a slew of anecdotal evidence--
look at the papers before you.

- This man is not well.
- Step up here, Mr. Little.

[ Thinking ]
Oh, God.

Let me see your teeth.

[ Thinking ]
This was bound to happen.

I want a full hearing.

So, what does that mean? Seymore takes the
stand and undergoes questioning.

Paula, what's the deal?

I'm sorry?

I know that you're an art student
and you probably admire him,

but, look,
I'm gonna be honest with you--

I'm smelling a rat in the wedding cake,
and I think that it's you.

- I'm after his money.
- That would be my guess.

Except I'm willing to sign a prenup
that says I get nothing.

That doesn't stop him from giving you
everything while he's still alive.

- Ally-- May I call you Ally?
- Yes.

I think your job here is to give the
client what he wants.

My job is to protect
my client's interests.

Fine. Figure out his interests
and protect them.

Oh.

John.
Come on in.

- I am loathe to intrude.
- What's up?

As you know, I'm on the precipice
of a date with Ally.

And?

I'm fraught with anxiety.

Should I endeavor
to kiss her?

Well, according to
Cosmopolitan magazine,

women draw
significant conclusions...

about a man's potential
technique as a lover...

simply by the way
he kisses.

I'm not saying I agree
with the nexus, but...

being prone to high saliva secretions,
I'm-- I'm fraught.

You came here for advice
to how to kiss Ally?

I apologize.

Truth is, as senior partner it doesn't
make a lot of sense for you

to be dating associates.

I had only planned to date one,
but I appreciate your candor.

- John.
- Georgia.

You seemed a little...
miffed there.

Do you think it's right?
He's a founding partner.

Right.

And she's... an associate.

I didn't bring a lawyer because, well, I'd
like to keep this under the table.

My father's liquid estate is worth
a little over 800,000.

I will sign it over to you
if you walk away.

I cannot put him through this hearing
tomorrow.

Whoa, whoa. We don't represent her. We
represent your dad. So even if--

I have a counter.

You keep his money, except to provide
living expenses.

You keep his entire
estate.

In exchange, you agree to revoke
guardianship and let us be married.

You get all of the money,
and I only get him.

- I will not let you hurt him.
- And I won't let you.

Am I the only one
who doesn't have a clue?

She can't be a gold digger if she's
willing to give up his whole estate.

And it's not like he's gonna make
any more money.

[ Sighs ]
What are we missing?

Maybe they do
love each other.

I mean, this "one love forever" thing,
that's silly.

Somebody else
can always come along.

Somebody did.

Paula.

Uh... yeah.

Do you believe
what his son said,

that some people meet somebody
who they never stop loving.

Uh, well,
it's been known to happen.

Yeah.

Yeah, it's been known
to happen.

Every time we get by this, something comes
along to tear the lid off.

Am I the only one
who gets--

It's not right to talk about a thing which
I can't also talk about with Georgia,

and I can't talk about this.

- It's just the case affecting us.
- Yeah.

Yeah, it's the case.

And you and I, we're still going
through a stage.

Yes, it's a-- it's a stage.

And we're making good progress,
I think.

Yeah, most of the time
I don't even think about you.

- Excellent.
- Yeah.

Well, um...

let's get over
our case--

go over our case--
tomorrow-- the case.

Right. Okay. You take him on the stand,
I'll take the son.

Sounds good.

So, let's go over
the evidence.

Yeah. Let's.

Okay, um,

anecdotal evidence
of incompetence.

Yep. Okay. Incompetence.

Conversations with dead wife.
[ Dialogue Fades ] ♪♪ [ Piano ]

[ Vonda ]
♪ See the pyramids ♪

♪ Along the Nile ♪

♪ Watch the sun rise ♪

♪ On a tropic isle ♪

♪ Just remember ♪

♪ Darling, all the while ♪

♪ You belong to me ♪

♪ See the marketplace ♪

♪ In old Algiers ♪

♪ Send me photographs ♪

♪ And souvenirs ♪

♪ Just remember ♪

♪ When your dream appears ♪

♪ You belong to me ♪♪

But nothing happened.
Of course nothing happened.

He's married.
I like his wife.

And I gave up adultery
for Lent.

But you're
obviously upset.

Well, because I-I feel
myself falling...

backwards.

Ally, if you so much as touch that man,
I will break your skinny little knees.

I am not gonna touch him.
What do you think I am?

Who knows what you are?

For all I know, that ooga-chucka

will come out again
and you'll be on the floor with--

I will not!
I am just admitting a relapse.

I-I-I just need--

A protective order?

There's no reason for any of this
to be public, Your Honor.

My client feels these proceedings could
cause embarrassment to his father.

We have no objection
to sealing the room.

Fine. Done.

Now, I must admit that this man
is somebody I've looked up to.

Besides "Pick-asso,"
he's one of my favorites.

[ Thinking ]
"Pick-asso"?

As officers of the court, do you believe
in the legitimacy of this marriage?

We certainly don't doubt
his sincerity,

and we have no real cause to doubt hers
since money has been excluded as a motive.

All right.
Let's go.

- [ Billy ] You ready?
- [ Ally ] I'm ready.

Use the velvet glove. Whatever you do,
don't provoke the guy.

I won't.

Just keep it gentle.
Nothing fancy.

Keep it... soft.

Like--

What are you doing?

There's something
I gotta do.

Just once.

[ Whispers ]
Billy--

[ Billy ] Ally.

Huh?

You okay?

Me?
[ Chuckles ]

[ Grunts ]

♪♪ [ Disco ]

♪♪ [ Continues ] [ Barry White Talking ]
I've heard people say that...

[ Mouthing Words ] too much of anything
is not good for you, baby.

♪♪ [ White Vocalizing ]

But... I don't know
about that.

There's many times
that we've loved...

and we've shared love and made love.
♪♪ [ White Vocalizing ]

It doesn't seem to me
like it's enough.

♪♪ [ Continues ]

It's just not enough for me.
It's just not enough.

♪ Ohh, baby ♪

Huh, baby?

[ Barry White Singing ]
♪ My darling, I ♪

♪ Can't get enough
of your love, babe ♪♪

[ Car Horn Honks ]

So, I forget things.
I'm old.

Okay, but aside from
the memory loss, your son--

I remember him.

- Do you love him?
- Like a son.

And there's really no question of his
motive here, is there?

I'm sure, in his mind,

he's protecting me.

I guess at some point
the...

child becomes the parent.

And like the parent,

the child can sometimes...

victimize with
good intentions and fear.

Why did it have to be
such a big boat?

This is a big, big boat.

Your Honor, you know sometimes,
when a person gets older...

and-- and there's
a certain point...

where they're not really there mentally--
not really.

- Yes.
- Are you one of those people?

Mr. Little,
don't you be trickery with me.

[ Thinking ]
"Be trickery"?

Your Honor,
Paula makes me happy.

I'm old. I'm lonely.

Why do I have to come into court
to ask for her company?

[ Exhales ]

[ Barry White ]
♪ And, baby, that's no lie ♪

♪ Oh, no, baby ♪

♪ Tell me ♪

♪ What can I say ♪

♪ What am I gonna do ♪

♪ How should I feel
when everything is you ♪

♪ What kind of love is this ♪

♪ That you're giving me ♪♪
♪♪ [ Record Scratches ]

I won't stand
to be disparaged.

What are you doing?

I'm preparing myself
rhythmically.

Ah! What about the kissing issue?
Did Billy give you any help?

I've decided it might be best
n-not to kiss her.

No. No. Wrong, wrong, wrong.
You have to get in there--

I don't want to goo her.

John--
Elaine. Excellent.

You probably grew up
kissing everybody, right?

Actually, no.

I was known as a giver in high school,
so even on first dates...

boys would go directly
to second base.

But I am a good kisser.

Have you ever kissed a guy
with too much saliva?

The worst.

B-B-But it's not
too too bad, is it?

Oh. No.

No. Some girls
like the slobber.

Anyway,
it's easy to fix.

- It is?
- Yes.

When kissing
becomes really sensual,

sometimes you actually suck
the other person's tongue.

It's kind of like
a vacuum effect.

You can actually swallow
your own saliva,

maybe even some of hers,
without her noticing.

She'll just think it's
an incredibly erotic kiss.

Mmm.
Y-You suck on it?

Can I show you?

Mmm. You see?

You secreted, but I swallowed.
No slobber.

[ Door Opens, Closes ]

I need ice.

It's irregular, but I'll let him
ask a few questions.

Thank you.

Dad...

why are you saying
you love this woman?

Gee, I don't know.
Maybe because I love her.

But you're not
over Mom yet, Dad.

You refuse to visit her grave, you say,

because you refuse to admit that she's
gone.

I don't have to be told
that she's gone, son.

Doesn't this demean
your marriage to Mom?

No.

You said that you would never let her go,

you said you would always
cherish her and her memory.

This isn't cherishing her,
is it?

You shut your mouth.

I don't know
what's going on here.

I do know that this
doesn't seem like you...

and it doesn't
seem right.

Was it right
for her to die?

Was it right for the whole world
to just end,

for me to go on
living in it?

Sun still comes up.

People still go about their
lives like it was nothing.

It's no tragedy
when an elderly person dies.

"She didn't suffer.
It was a blessing.

There was no suffering."

No suffering.

You don't think people
knew you were suffering?

I want my gallery!

I want to marry
whoever I want!

I'll buy any kind of boat
that I want!

Huh? Oh.

I know.

I know, sweetheart, I know,
but I--

It's how I get, Gail.

I'm--

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

[ Whispers ]
I'm sorry.

I asked you before.
I'll ask you again.

What is going on?

And don't tell me
how much you love him.

Now, is this more
about that art gallery?

Yes.

All he wants is to open a place
to paint pictures of his wife,

Gail, maybe sell some.

But his son doesn't think
he's either competent

or capable, so he says no.

So how does
your marrying--

If we get married, in time I could be
named guardian.

I could let him open his shop.

So that's what this is all about?
Well, why didn't you tell us?

Tell you it's a pretext
and expect you to argue it?

So, this is just so he can start
a gallery

and you would profit
from the sales of his pictures?

Ally, I paint better
than he does right now.

He's not going to sell much,
and he knows that.

He just wants his gallery.
Does his son know this?

Yes.

I don't think he knows that's what this
marriage is all about.

So now what?

Well, you're right. I can't go back in
there asking the judge to allow a sham.

[ Sighs ]
But I can talk to his son.

So this is an end-around guardianship so
he can open up his art gallery.

So, if you just let him, the marriage will
be off and you can still be the guardian.

I can't let him. I can't let him
open his art gallery.

Why not?

This is what he paints.
Her.

Her.

All day long.

- These are pretty good.
- Ally.

My father is maybe the most important
American impressionist of the century.

This is not the work
of an icon.

So? If this is what
he wants to paint, then--

If these ever found their way into the
marketplace,

not only would they be
ridiculed,

but his legacy
would be ruined.

I will not let him
be laughed at.

You're more concerned with what
people will say when he's dead...

than letting him do
what he wants to do?

Every night my father would pray that he'd
leave behind him two things.

My mother-- He couldn't bear the thought
of her dying first--

and his artistic legacy.

Mom died first. I couldn't help him there.
But his reputation?

That I can help preserve.

And I will.

Even so, he's doing what he says
his father wants,

while his father says
he wants something else.

What if your dad said he wanted to
continue practicing law

after he lost it...

and other lawyers
started laughing at him?

- Wouldn't you want to step in?
- Well, I suppose, but--

We all think
about our legacy,

and we hope we know when to get out
before we get hurt.

Ally. It's 8:00.

Oh! Right. Yes.

John and I have a date.

- Great. Have fun.
- Thanks.

[ Chuckles ]
Well, see you tomorrow.

Tomorrow it is.

Let's go!
[ Giggles ]

[ Thinking ] Boring, narcissistic,
and we're off.

I really wanted to do my hair,
put a few spirals in,

but I didn't have enough time to
get any real spring.

Usually I can get ready
for a date quickly.

Just a little smudge plum on my cheeks.
I like a stiff brush.

It looks great,

especially when I can rim my
eyelashes with a nice, white pencil.

I'm really concerned more
with how I dress.

I like a high waist, and, of course,
I can't bear not being symmetrical.

Hold it!

What are you into, wardrobe or makeup?
Some men like makeup.

I have this sweeping beige
cream pink blush. I almost went with it.

Do you ever wake up
with puffy eyes?

[ Vonda ] ♪ Oh, some things
I can't get used to ♪

♪ No matter how I try ♪

♪ It's like the more you give
the more I want ♪

♪ And, baby, that's no lie ♪

♪ Tell me
what can I say ♪

♪ What am I gonna do ♪

♪ How should I feel
when everything is you ♪

[ Thinking ] God, I'm trapped in
'70s hell, and I can't get out.

♪ Is it in your kiss, or just
because you're sweet, yeah ♪

♪ Boy, all I know ♪

♪ Is every time
you're near ♪

♪ I feel a change ♪

♪ Something move
I scream your name ♪

[ Thinking ] And he's having
a great time.

♪ Darling, I ♪

♪ I can't get enough
of your love, babe, no ♪♪

But, of course, I don't prefer
speckled nail polish.

It's just that I can
find it in deeper shades.

I found this wonderful blueberry enamel.
It really brought out my eyes.

Once I tried it with this gold-loaded
cheek powder,

and I had foreplay with the
mirror.

Excuse me.
W-Why are you talking so fast?

What?

Subject matter aside,
the rapidity of speech puzzles me.

Oh.

Um, well, uh--

this case I'm working on--

This man still loves
his dead wife,

and it's-- it's, uh--
it's really hit me.

I'm a sucker...

for unrelenting love,
I guess.

I have
unrelenting impulses.

Mmm-- Sorry?

- Oh!
- [ Panting ]

- Oh.
- [ Laughing ] John!

You knocked me off my feet
with that one.

- Are you hurt?
- No.

No, I'm-- Ugh.
I-I'm fine.

[ Chuckles ] Ooh, that's one to call it
a night on, don't you think?

- Wow.
- I've been untoward.

No, it's okay. We'll--
W-W-We'll talk tomorrow.

I had a great time.

- Night, buddy.
- Night.

She called me "buddy."

- Look, first dates sometimes are rocky.
- I was untoward.

John, you probably just surprised her,
that's all.

[ Elaine ] Did you suck her tongue?
I may have drawn blood.

There's worse things
than startling your escort.

My first date with Whipper, she called the
police. Next day I got wattle. Bygones.

He was untoward.

- [ Knocking ]
- Come.

Hey.

Well. Skirtless.

You make house calls.

Yeah.

Um, listen,

we need to make a final argument
to the judge this morning,

and... we really
don't have one.

These are beautiful.

[ Sighs ]
For an amateur.

Your son, um--

Well, it seems what he really
wants to protect in all this...

is your name
in the art world,

which you say
isn't important to you.

But the problem is,
according to him it is.

Or at least it was.

He thinks that
when you were more--

Competent.

I'm here trying to figure out
what you really, really want.

Mr. Little,
tell me what you want.

What I've always wanted.

To paint what I feel...

and to share it.

And all you paint is her.

Yeah.

Yeah.

[ Bell Dings ]

[ Yells, Groans ]

Ohh! Ohh!

John!
John, I'm sorry!

That's quite all right.
I suppose we're even.

I wasn't looking where I was going.
I am so sorry.

- Are you okay?
- Oh, yes, yes. Fine.

- [ Sighs ]
- Ally.

I replayed the date
several times,

and I realized
your cosmetic babbling...

was designed
to incur my disinterest.

You're a very sensitive person.

[ Groans ]

Um, John, I--

I-I think that--

Well, sometimes I just know
that it's not a match.

Even when I don't know
the "why" part.

Renee and I,
we call it the ick.

"Ick"?
I don't like this word "ick."

Well, it sounds
pejorative,

but it really
just means...

not meant to be.

[ Stammers ] It could be that
you and I work together.

It could be that you're kind and I need
somebody who will be miserable to me.

And it could be that--

You're in love
with somebody else.

What?

No.

No. No. [ Chuckling ] I mean, I-I-I don't
think that that's it.

I'm not even seeing
anybody else.

Are you really okay?

I jammed my flusher.
[ Beeping ]

I'm fine.

Well, um, I, uh,

am due in court,
so I'd better get going.

- We'll talk later. Okay?
- Sure.

Something tells me
he's still in love too.

We have provided the court with
substantial documentation...

showing the financial hardship
to the estate

if Mr. Little were allowed to open
a gallery. Display his recent work.

- It's servitude.
- It's protecting...

Guardianship doesn't
presuppose--

Guardianship
presupposes incompetence.

[ Sighs ]

I am sorry to have to say this in the
room, Your Honor,

but you have forced this
ugliness.

Mr. Little is incompetent.

Now, if he were allowed to open
a gallery,

display picture
after picture of his dead wife--

inferior works--

the estate gets hurt,
his reputation gets hurt.

For God's sake, his son is just trying
to protect him.

Art students
all over the world...

revere this man.

Let that be.
Please.

Let that be.

He still loves his wife.

He wants to continue experiencing it
and sharing it.

Maybe that
makes him crazy,

but we should all be so lucky
to end up with somebody

who has a little bit of that insanity,

somebody who never
lets you go,

somebody who...

cherishes you forever.

Talk about a legacy.

Loving somebody forever--

that's a legacy.

You want his world
to go on, Sam.

So does he.

I'll have to figure out
the logistics, but, uh,

I believe I could construe a guardianship
that allows him to open shop.

Your Honor, nobody here
wants to see him get hurt.

I see that.
That's why I think it'll work.

♪♪ [ Piano ]

[ Vonda ]
♪ Why does the sun ♪

♪ Go on shining ♪

♪ Why does the sea ♪

♪ Rush to shore ♪

♪ Don't they know ♪

♪ It's the end of the world ♪

♪ 'Cause you don't love me ♪

♪ Anymore ♪

Will you ever forgive
my letting go?

♪♪ [ Continues ]
I forgive it.

But I'm still not sure
I'll ever understand it.

♪ Why do the stars ♪

♪ Glow above ♪

♪ Don't they know ♪

♪ It's the end of the world ♪

♪ It ended when I lost ♪

♪ Your love ♪

♪ I wake up in the morning ♪

♪ And I wonder ♪

♪ Why everything is the same ♪

♪ As it was ♪

♪ I can't understand ♪

♪ No, I can't understand ♪

♪ How life goes on ♪

♪ The way it does ♪

♪ Why does my heart ♪

♪ Go on beating ♪

♪ Why do these eyes
of mine cry ♪

♪ Don't they know ♪

♪ It's the end of the world ♪

♪ It ended when you said ♪

♪ Good-bye ♪

♪ Don't they know ♪

♪ It's the end of the world ♪

♪ It ended ♪

♪ When you said ♪

♪ Good-bye ♪♪

[ Woman ]
You stinker!