All language subtitles for Drop Dead Diva (2009) - S01E09 - The Dress (1080p AMZN WEB-DL x265 Celdra)_track3_[eng]

See that aspiring model there?

That was me, Deb,
until the day I died.

I thought I'd go
straight to heaven,

but there was a bit
of a mix-up and I woke up

in someone else's body.

So now I'm Jane,

a super-busy lawyer
with my very own assistant.

I got a new life,
a new wardrobe,

and the only people who really
know what's going on with me

are my girlfriend Stacy
and my guardian angel, Fred.

I used to think everything
happened for a reason--

Whoo! Ha-ha.

-and, well,
I sure hope I was right.

♪ La, la, la, la-la-la-la

♪ La, la-la, la

♪ La-la, la-la, la-la, la

♪ Oh

♪ You are so very chic

♪ La, la-la, la-la, la-la

♪ Oh...

Ooh. Oh.

Wow.

You are adorable.

Thank you.

So are you.

Feel this.
Sueded patina.

Gorgeous.

Oh, I insist you try this on.

Oh, you're sweet,
but I'm waiting for a friend.

Can I get you
something to drink?

Iced chai, cappuccino?

I can send Marcus out
for a smoothie.

I'm fine, really.

Sweetie,
you got here early.

You're never early.

Hello.

We're shopping
on Rodeo Drive.

If I died,
this is how I imagine heaven.

You'd be totally wrong.

Right.

So I've been browsing.

This stuff is pretty pricey,
but it comes with free drinks.

Want a cappuccino?
Sure.

I'm sorry.
The machine just broke.

That's okay.

I haven't been this excited

since we found those Louboutin
heels at 51 percent off.

It was supposed
to be 15 percent,

but yay, dyslexia.

Okay, starting today,

I'm giving myself
a fashion makeover.

Step one:
the perfect dress.

There she is.

Zero, zero, two, two,
four, six, eight, ten.

That's it?

Oh, I'm sure they keep
more in the back.

Hello, Marcus? Hi.

So we need a size--
Twelve.

Hm.
Sixteen.

Mm-hm.

Um, nothing larger
than a 10.

In the whole store?

That's right.
But why?

No, no, when I was skinny,
I couldn't afford this place,

and now that I can,
I'd really like this dress.

And I'd like a villa
in Mustique.

Excuse me?!

Inside voices. You are
upsetting the customers.

Hold on, you Clay Faiken,

we are customers,
and we are upset!

Ma'am, don't take
this the wrong way,

but she is just
not our brand.

Is there a problem here?

Yes. My friend saw
an ad for this dress.

It's beautiful.
It's totally her.

It's intended
for a different silhouette.

She took the morning

off of work,
which is a big deal.

And we both drove
across town in rush hour
to buy this dress.

There's an outlet store about
a mile down on your left.

I'm sure they'll find
a respectable, A-line,
darted--

Something flowy
and appropriate.

They have a large selection.

Are you asking us to leave?

And have a nice day.

Mm.

Coffee?

Two sugars, right?

Um, sure,

but last time
I asked you for coffee,

you said it was below
your pay grade.

And that was when
I was a first year.

Now that we're more
like colleagues,

consider it
a friendly gesture.

What do you want, friend?

If I'm gonna make partner,

I need more substantial,
challenging cases.

I'd like you to send those
types of clients my way.

Parker, I have to talk to you.
Middle of something here.

Stacy and I were
just shopping at PDQ.

I wanted to buy this dress--
An awesome dress.

The store didn't carry
my size,

and they practically
threw us out.

They were very, very rude.

Please get to the point.

The store is part
of a retail chain:

Deep pockets.

It means they have
a lot of money.

She explained it in the car.

She also told me that
"res ipsa loquitur"

is a legal term, mm-hm,

but doesn't it sound
like a large dinosaur?

Okay, so you want to sue PDQ,
which I would never say no to.

What's your cause of action?

Oh, oh, oh.
Her right to shop.

Gonna have to do
better than that.

And since a lawyer
who represents herself

has a fool for a client,
you'll need representation.

Kim.

No.

I mean,
as much as I support

Jane's desire
to improve her wardrobe,

I don't think so.

That's okay.
I can find someone else.

Kim, since when do you turn
down a challenging case?

Excuse me, Mr. Parker.

There's a guy
in the lobby waiting.

He's got broad shoulders
and no wedding ring,

so if he asks about me,

I'm single with
a cheery disposition.

She doesn't even like me--
Seriously, I'm very busy--

This firm was built on
cutting-edge legal theories.

We took cases
no one else wanted.

You may have to think
outside the box,

but there's a case here,
and I can smell it.

And this is how associates
prove themselves.

Thanks, friend.

Hey, Kevin Hanson.
Good to see you, man.

Been a while.
Yeah, too long.

It feels like we were
just playing beer pong

in the dorm basement.

Yeah, well, uh,
that was a lifetime ago.

On the phone you sounded
upset. Everything okay?

Can we speak privately?

Sure.

In front
of the other customers,

this woman ushers me
out of the store.

I've never been so humiliated.

What about the time you
lost that breath mint

in your cleavage, right
in front of the partners?

This is serious, Kim.

Very serious.

Quid pro quo.

Do you even know
what that means?

Not exactly,

but I do know
that being a lawyer

is like having
a super-power,

and you better use your power
to help my friend.

Thank you, Stacy.

Would you excuse us?

Wonder Woman here needs some
alone time with your friend.

I will be right outside.

Kim's representing
Jane in a lawsuit?

Oh, I can't talk about it.

I'm hoping to be
a character witness.

That's perfect,
because you are a character.

Thank you.

Your blouse is so cute.

Really?
You like it?

Um, I didn't say that.

"Party Girls go Wild."

My daughter's in it.

What? Jenny?

Wasn't I just at her
4-year-old birthday party
at the Pony Park?

Yeah, 14 years ago.

On her 18th birthday, she was
visiting her mother in Boca.

To celebrate, she
and some of her girlfriends

went out to a club.

She signed a consent form

and lifted her shirt
for the camera.

Kevin, I'm so sorry.

Uh, you know I would do
anything for you or Jenny.

How can I help?

I was hoping you could
get an injunction.

Stop them from selling
any more of this trash.

She's of age,
and she signed a consent form.

All right, look, Jay,

you and I didn't just drift
apart over the last few years.

What?

Whenever we'd get together,

you'd go on and on and on
about your job.

Frankly, it was hard
to listen to.

Kevin, what are you talk--

That's why I stopped
coming to poker night.

You'd sit there brag
about how you twisted

the law and manipulated
the jury

so you could win
some long shot of a case.

Don't get me wrong--
Very happy for your success.

-but it always bothered me

that you didn't seem to care
about right and wrong.

You took pride in victory
at any cost.

Well, I'm a lawyer.
That's what I do.

Good.

I want you to do that for me.

I'm sure this isn't

the first time a store
didn't carry your size.

It's not?
Why now?

Well, I'm sure you're right,
but, you know,

at some point,
enough is enough is enough.

Thank you,
Donna Summer,

but you can't sue
for hurt feelings.

Jane, you're a smart lawyer,

but you're too
emotionally involved.

This won't pass
summary judgment.

If you don't think
you can handle it,

I'll ask for another lawyer.
I can't let you do that.

But regardless
of my personal feelings--

You know, what are your
personal feelings, Kim?

It doesn't matter.

It does to me.

Come on, how do you feel
about this case?

How do you feel
about your client?

When I look at you,

I see poor Jane
banging her drum

because she couldn't buy
a dress she wanted.

Poor Jane.

Do you know why
I want my day in court,

why this is so important
to me?

Why?

Because of people like you.

Let me get this straight,
Miss Kaswell.

You're arguing that PDQ has
violated your client's rights

because they don't
carry her size?

I realize I'm asking to
extend federal protections--

Stop, counselor.

Retail outlets can choose
to sell what they want.

The case will not go forward.

We're also suing for negligent

infliction of emotional
distress.

What are you doing?
You have 10 seconds.

The store advertises
in women's magazines

targeted to average women.

Given that 66.3
percent of all women

are considered overweight
by the AMA,
the store knowingly

taunts women who can't
wear their garments.

That's ridiculous.

You're right.
It is ridiculous.

I mean, why would PDQ want
to disappoint so many women?

Your Honor,
do you read Vogue?

I do.

And what dress size
do you wear?

Larger than a size 10,
that's for damn sure.

Your Honor, she's wasting
the court's time.

I'll be the judge of that.

Jury selection
begins this afternoon.

Jenny Hanson read
and signed this release form.

It's ironclad.

We have no intention
of removing the DVD.

We believe Jenny signed
this document under duress,

thereby rendering it invalid.

That's bogus.

How do you
sleep at night?

I run a successful business
and I sleep like a baby.

Well, you're not gonna get
away with it. Not this time.

She knew what she was do--
Like hell she did.

Dad, hold on. It's true.
Nobody forced me to sign--

Jenny, I'm advising
you to stay quiet.

They took advantage
of the situation.

You were caught up
in the moment--

Stop. Mr. Parker,
nobody took advantage of me.

Jenny, let us handle this.

Dad, I know
that this is hard for you,

but I'm an adult and I can
make my own decisions.

Honey.

She's feisty.

Do you have any kids,
Mr. Mack?

Nope, and if I did,

I wouldn't let them
be in something like this.

Let's go.

Uh, hold on.
Just one more thing.

Kevin.

I think I'll put Jenny on
the cover of our next release.

Get out of here.
See you in court.

We'll be suing
your client for assault.

Where are you going?

Jury selection
on your case.

I'm going with you.
I don't think so.

It's my legal right
to be there, and I want
to exercise it.

I'm all for exercising,
I can even recommend a gym,

but I know
how to select a jury.

I'm not saying you don't,

a different perspective
could be helpful.

Look, you hijacked me
at summary judgment,

got a sympathetic judge,

but I can handle this.

I know, Kim, but--

Want me to treat you
like a real client?

Act like one.
You can't manage me.

Well, if I thought
you believed in the case,

I'd back off, but you don't.

As your lawyer, I will do
whatever it takes to win,

but you're right.
If I were on that jury,

I would tell you to grow up
or go on a diet.

Which is exactly why I'll
be at that jury selection.

Ms. Carrera,

how long have you
been married,

and what is your
husband's job?

He's a podiatrist.

Tenth Anniversary.

Ms. Carrera is acceptable.
To us as well.

Wait.
One more question.

Ms. Carrera,
you have a nice figure.

Do you have to watch
your weight?

High metabolism.
So, happily, no.

Plaintiffs exercise
a peremptory challenge.

Ms. Carrera, you're excused.

Yes, I'm married,
with five terrific kids.

Take him.
Why?

His wife has given
birth five times.

Odds are she's not
wearing outfits from PDQ.

Acceptable.

No, I don't know the names
of any clothing designers.

She doesn't care
about clothing.
That's the heart of our case.

It's 75 degrees,
she's wearing a scarf.

It's probably hiding
a double chin.

She would relate
to another woman

who's treated differently
because of her size.

Right.
Acceptable.

My name's Alessandro van--

Pass.
Excused.

No, I've never filed
a lawsuit, and I've never
been sued.

He's wearing a toupee.
He'd understand body issues.

This isn't about
my body issues.

This is about a store
who has issues with my body.

Society tells women

to be thin and men to have
a good head of hair.

Acceptable.

Our jury is impaneled.

See you all back here
first thing tomorrow.

Sorry to interrupt.
We just got your text.

Kim, Jane,
this is Mr. Warren Gunther.

He's one of the firm's
biggest clients.

Nice to meet you.

We have a bit
of a situation.

See, I didn't realize
that Mr. Gunther

owns 25 percent of PDQ

through his diversified
holding company.

I'm the single largest
shareholder.

Well, in that case,

I'd like to give your 25
percent a piece of my mind.

Jane,
that's not why he's here.

You're dropping the case.

What?
No, you said I could sue.

You told me to find
a cause of action and I did.

And I appreciate the effort,

but given the circumstances,

I'm telling you
to withdraw the complaint.

You have a problem with that?

Not at all.
Consider it dropped.

No way.

I am sorry--

This is not up
for discussion.

You work
for Harrison & Parker.
I'm Parker.

My decision is final.

In summation,
I'd like to say:

♪ Bill Bailey
Won't you please come home ♪

♪ Come home, Bill Bailey

♪ Bill Bailey won't you
please ♪

♪ Come on ho-o-o-o-me

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

Thank you.

Jane, your voice
blows me away.

Effortless, passionate,
you even show vulnerability.

Bill Bailey's
definitely coming home.

Thank you.
Thank you. Thank you.

But, Jane, he's gonna head
straight for the hills

once he sees that
monochromatic microfiber.

What?
Yeah.

No. Paula. You tell everyone
they look great.

Jane, you bring it
with your voice,

but you lose
it with that choice.

I mean, even I did something

with this black
polyester tragedy.

Belted and bedazzled.

You're right.

Tell me, Jane.

Why didn't you dress
more like your co-counsel?

Wow.
Now, that dress moves me.

It's modern cut,

yet recalls the classic
Chanel little black dress.

And wait till
you hear me sing.

Why?
You don't need to.

With that dress alone,

you're gonna make
it to the final four.

Objection!

Good, Jane.
You should object.

But not to me.

To PDQ for the way
that they treated you.

Wait a minute.
You know about PDQ?

You know about my lawsuit?

Paula knows everything.

But what I do know most

is that you have an amazing
and unique voice.

Don't give up the fight.

I won't, Your Honor Abdul.

It's nice being
the only judge.

Good luck, Jane.

Jane? Jane. Jane!

Jane?
Hm?

Jane.

Good morning, sunshine.

Wow, you haven't
pulled an all-nighter

since before
you were shot.

I just had
the strangest dream.

Paula Abdul was a judge,
and I was singing
this old song

that we used to sing
at Camp Winnipesaukee.

Okay, no more
chili after midnight.

What's this?

Fruit, tea, and a bear claw
from your favorite bakery.

Yes. I got up at 5:00 a.m.
and drove to Simi Valley

because I am so damn
proud of you.

Proud of-- Why?

Jane, in high school,

I wore the same
two pairs of jeans,

in rotation, because I didn't
want to go to the mall.

Because you were poor.

No, because I didn't always
have

this perfect,
flawless body

and my self-esteem
was in the toilet.

I was, um...

I was a big girl,

and the salespeople
always made me feel

like anything other
than skinny was wrong.

And you are telling
those people

that we are not the problem.
They are.

You know Parker told me
to drop the case?

Yeah, but you were here
all night,

which means you're
not listening to him.

So let's brush your hair.

Is Parker here yet?
Phew. And teeth.

Yeah, he's nuking
his breakfast burrito
in the kitchen.

Mm-hm.

Okay.

Parker,
I need to talk to you.

I have a morning meeting,
but you can have 20 seconds.

All right, well, normally,

I wouldn't have
to write all this out,

but I'm tired,
so here it goes.

"If you try and prevent me
from suing PDQ,

"I can file a claim
against you

"for violating
the protections afforded me

"under the California
labor code,

"in particular,
the section

"on retaliatory
employment activities.

Hence, and theretofore, I will
sue PDQ, or I will sue you."

Did you want
to get your burrito?

Are you threatening
the man who hired you

and gave you
that corner office?

I don't really think
of it as a threat.

I think of it more as...

Okay, remember when
Jennifer Hudson

was on American Idol
and Simon was all, like,

"You are going nowhere,
Jennifer Hudson,

You are not
the American Idol,"

and then J-Hud went on to win
the Oscar for Dreamgirls,

and then Simon was like,
"I'm sorry, Jennifer Hudson.

What was I thinking?"

You don't want to be Simon,
do you?

Is this when you
start singing?

My point is--
I don't like ultimatums,
Bingum.

Well, then consider
it a strong request.

Parker, please.
I have to do this.

And as the man who hired me,

it would mean a lot
if I had your support.

I'll speak to Warren.

I'll tell him I don't
support your suit,

but I won't stop it either.

Thank you.

Kim.

I don't eat burritos
for breakfast, Parker.

That's disgusting.

You're back on the PDQ case.

Uh--

What did you do?

Better get to work, Kim.

Good morning.

I know it's none
of my business,

and you guys
have your needs.

Jane.
Pornography is a huge industry

with $12 billion
in annual sales a year,

even in a soft economy.

Oh! How do I know that?
I don't--

You should at least
close the blinds, okay?

This isn't funny.
Oh. No.

Pornography is not
appropriate at work.

Especially at 9:00 a.m.

I'm on a case.

Oh, yeah.

Nice try.

This is Jenny Hanson.

Parker's friends
with her father.

Asked me to review
the material.

I'm looking for grounds
to get an injunction.

Oh.

Well, then, I'm embarrassed.

I didn't mean--

Don't worry about it.

Wow. At that age we all do
things we regret, don't we?

You'd think.

But she doesn't seem
to regret it.

Yeah, right.

What teenager wants to admit

they were pressured
into doing something?

I mean, trust me, I know.

Uh, this is humiliating,

but when I was 18, I entered
a wet T-shirt contest

and it ended up
on the Internet,
and my parents saw it.

I was mortified,
but I pretended like
I couldn't care less.

I don't believe it.
No, it's true. I swear.

I even came in second.

I believe you.

It's just the exact same thing
happened to Deb.

At Bar Five, on Melrose.

Right. It happened to me
at Bar Six, on Sunset.

There's a Bar Six?

Look, my point is

every girl has her regrets.

They just don't let on.

Oh, I should get going.

Uh, good luck
with your case.

I was shocked and angry.

They were rude,
and then they

kicked me out of their store
like a sort of criminal.

Explain to the jury why you
felt shocked and angry.

Well, because I really
wanted that dress.

You were angry over a dress?
I don't buy it.

What are you doing, Kim?

I know you professionally,
Miss Bingum,

I've never seen you angry
over something as trivial
as a dress.

Why are you really angry?

Because they made me feel
like I don't count.

Like I was less important
than someone like you.

One more question.
Did the magazine ad indicate

that the dress was only
available to skinny women?

Definitely not.

Thank you.

Nothing further.

Miss Bingum,
does a candy company

need to indicate that its
advertisements for chocolate

aren't suitable
for a diabetic?

Are you comparing me
to a diabetic

or a dress to chocolate?

I'm asking if you think all
ads are geared to all people.

Of course not, but--

Do you think my client
has a legal right

to advertise its products
in any magazine it chooses?

Well, yes, but--

Thank you.

You know, you kind of caught
me off guard on the stand.

You could have warned me.

I wanted your reaction
to feel authentic and it was.

The jury needs to empathize.

Yeah. Good point.

You know,
for the first time,

I feel like you
actually understand me.

I've had to listen to you
whine for the past 24 hours.

I had to make it work for us.

Of course.

Okay, so the defense just made
some very valid points.

What's our next move?
Don't worry.

I have a little
trick up my sleeve.

Mm-hm.
Oh, and there she is.

Stacy.
Hey.

Stacy's your trick?

That's right.

Ladies,
I'm ready for my close-up.

What can I get you?

A moment of your time.

Look, Mr. Parker,
I'm not gonna say

I signed that thing
under duress,

because it's not true.

We just want to talk.

I had just moved to L.A.,

I was setting up my TV

to watch the finale
of a show, Twin Peaks,

but I never got
to see the ending

because your father
called from the hospital.

I raced over
with my box of Cubans,

and when I got there,
your father was holding you.

Why are you here, Mr. Parker?

Jenny, uh...

This is a photo still
from your video.

See the clock
in the background?

It reads 1:11 in the morning.

So what?

It was April 23rd, your 18th
birthday, in Florida,

but it was three hours
earlier in California,

where you were born.

Technically you weren't 18.

You're technically
a minor.

We might be able
to stop the DVD.

If I file for an injunction,

we'd like you on board.

I don't think so.

Jenny,
your father is a good man.

He just wants
to protect you.

He's too protective.

Like it or not, I'm 18
and I make my own decisions.

We know you're not
ashamed of the DVD,

and your participation
was your choice.

That's right.
But think about your future.

You might not always feel
the same way as you do now.

So I won't run
for president, okay?

I admit, maybe it wasn't
the smartest decision,

but it's my life, and I'll
live with the consequences.

And if you tell us
to drop the suit, we will,

but you need to understand
you have another choice here.

We have the legal grounds
to fight this.

We think we can get
an injunction,

but it's your decision.

My name is Henri Malique.

I'm the chief fashion designer
for PDQ Incorporated.

So you design
everything they sell?

That is what the word
"chief" means, yes.

Would the blonde in the third
row please stand up?

That's my cue.

Hi.

Who designed this dress?

That is from my collection.

And may I say
you look fantastic?

Why doesn't PDQ sell anything
larger than size 10?

It would be impossible

to put one of my designs
on a larger woman.

"Impossible."

Yes.
I see.

Would Jane Bingum
please stand up?

Who designed
Miss Bingum's outfit?

It's my design,
with some alterations.

Panels of fabric
have been added to the sides.

That's right. I had my tailor
modify your design.

And Jane looks fantastic,
doesn't she?

Yeah, but she's not
the intended silhouette.

I understand,

but you said it would
be "impossible"

for a larger woman
to wear your design.

Do you know what the word
"impossible" means?

Objection, badgering.
Withdrawn.

Nothing further.

Mr. Malique, why don't you
design for larger women?

It's my preference.

And my right.
Your right?

Yes, I have a contract
with PDQ

that gives me
complete creative freedom,

so creatively,
I choose to design

for a specific kind of woman.

Well, then how do you respond
to women like Miss Bingum

who can't fit into your line?

I'm sorry if I hurt
your feelings,

but I don't tell you
how to do your job,

you shouldn't tell me
how to do mine.

Nothing further.

So that last bit
didn't go so well.

If there's nothing further,
we'll move on to closing.

Kim, stop her. This goes
to closing, we've lost.

We don't have
any more witnesses.

Then buy us some time.
Uh, Your Honor,

may I have five minutes
to talk with my client?

What's going on, counselor?

Five minutes.
That's all I need.

I'm watching the clock.

All right, what do you want me
to do, Jane?

I admit you were right.

We're not gonna win based
on the law or my feelings.

Good.
At least we agree on that.

Parker said we have
to think outside the box.

The designer claimed
he has a contract

with the company allowing
him to design whatever,

but what if we could show
that the contract was counter

to the company's
best interests?

I don't think I follow.

PDQ is owned by investors.

Management has
a responsibility to maximize
profits, right?

You want me to argue
their business practice
is suboptimal?

Yeah, why not?

We amend our complaint
and push on.

The plaintiff would like
to call a rebuttal witness--

Warren Gunther, the largest
shareholder in PDQ.

Objection. Mr. Gunther's
not relevant to this case.

He's on our witness list.
It's our right.

He's an investor
who has little knowledge
of the PDQ business.

I'll be calling him
as an expert witness.

An expert on what?

Um, um...

General business knowledge.
General business knowledge.

Which will be instructive
to the jury.

I heard her, Miss Kaswell.
Your Honor,

if defense didn't want
us to call this witness,

they should have objected
in the pretrial motion.

It's S.O.P. to have the names
of all the major shareholders

on the witness list.

We didn't think
she would call them.

Well, you thought wrong.

We'll hear from Mr. Gunther
this afternoon.

That was great.

Parker's gonna kill you.
Why?

Because if this
doesn't go well,

I'm telling him
it was all your idea.

Given that Jenny was only
17 years, 364 days,

and 22 hours old
when you shot your footage,

we believe this
contract voided.

We'd like you to withdraw
the DVD from the marketplace.

You dragged us to your
office on a technicality?

This is getting tedious.

She was 18. That's what
we'll say in court.

And I'm sure that
might work out for you,

but most judges will find
your client so reprehensible

they'll be looking for any
loophole to slap him down.

We found that loophole.

Jenny, you're 18 now.

How about you sign
a new release

relieving us from
civil liability?

My daughter
is not signing anything.

Nobody can tell her
what she can or can't do.

He's right.
Good for you, Jenny.

But let me be perfectly clear,
Tyler,

if this goes to court,

my father will have
my full support.

Hey, come on, Jenny.
Let's talk this through.

Let me buy you something, huh?
Like, as a thank-you.

How about a car?

Now you're just
pissing me off.

As I'm sure you're well aware,

filming a minor is a felony.

We plan to ask the D.A.
to pursue criminal charges.

You can bet on damages
and prison time.

What do you want?

An immediate injunction
on all DVD sales

and all profits to this point
to be donated to charity.

Be-- Be reasonable.

The costs associated
with the DVD,

not to mention
my marketing budget,

you'll bankrupt my company.

Really, I'll do that?

Well, tonight I'm gonna
sleep like a baby.

Agree to our terms,

or we call the D.A. as soon
as you leave these offices.

We have a deal.

Mr. Gunther, are you aware

that the average woman
in America is a size 14?

No, I wasn't.

According to a recent

Los Angeles Times article,

the average department store
in America carries 900

different labels in the
women's-wear department,

but only 20 of those labels

are available
in a size 14 or larger.

Did you know that?

No, I didn't.

Are you aware that
PDQ only sells a size 10
or smaller?

Not until recently.

What size dress
does your wife wear?

Objection. Relevance.

Mr. Gunther
is an expert businessman.

I'm helping him contextualize
the issue at hand.

I'll allow it.

I'm--

I'm not exactly sure.

Why don't you take
a look around the room,

find a woman with
your wife's figure?

You.

Your Honor,
you look like a size 14.

Sixteen, but that doesn't
go in the record.

Are you aware that your
own wife can't shop at PDQ?

I wasn't.

It doesn't seem right,
does it?

Objection.
Withdrawn.

Your Honor, the plaintiff
is grandstanding.

She has not introduced
a scintilla of evidence.

At this point,
the defense requests
for a directed verdict

in favor of PDQ.
Objection.
What?!

My argument may not
be on point, but--

No but, counselor.

Even though I sympathize
with your cause,

this is not a cause of action.

The directed verdict
is hereby issued.

Case closed.

Got a second?

Hey. Of course.

I was just reviewing
your settlement agreement.

Champagne.

To congratulate on opening
your own law firm.

You're about
10 years too late.

You brought me cigars
when Jenny was born.

She's my proudest
accomplishment.

I think this firm is yours.

And what you do here--

It's not all bad.

I appreciate
your talk with Jenny.

She'll always
be my little girl,

but for now,
I can't let her know that.

The guys still get together

every Thursday night
for poker at Dewey's.

I'll see you there.

Hey, you are suffocating
that pillow.

I lost in court.
I know.

We didn't even
get a verdict from the jury.

I heard.

I'm a failure.

Cry me a river.

No, Teri.

Stacy said something about
lawyers having super-powers,

and I know that that's crazy,
but sometimes it feels true.

We change people's lives,

and I couldn't even win
my own case.

You lost.

You lost before.
You'll lose again.

It's okay.

What are you doing?

Lipless Lil.
Remember?

Our client who wanted you
to sue the pet salon

for dying her poodle
the wrong shade of pink.

Did we win?

You wouldn't take the case.

Yeah, because I had more sense
before I was shot.

Maybe, but now
you got more pizzazz.

Thank you.

Jane, Warren Gunther
is in Parker's office.

They want to see us now.

Good luck.

Are you both
trying to get fired?

It was my fault.

I'm sorry, Mr. Gunther.

I was an overzealous
advocate for myself,

and I hope you don't
hold it against the firm.

Miss Bingum,
you may have lost the battle,
but you won the war.

Okay, I'm sorry.

I don't understand
military analogies.

Miss Kaswell put me
on the stand to make a point.

She didn't care
what I had to say.

She just wanted me
to listen.

That's true.

And here's what I heard.

"I'm an idiot."

I'm an idiot
for not paying attention

to an under-served market.

We never said "idiot."
So starting immediately

PDQ will start offering sizes
that all women can wear.

It just makes sense
from a business standpoint.

But what about Henri Malique?
What if he refuses?

Like she said in court,
I'm a good businessman.

His contract grants him
creative control
over his own line.

So I simply told him that PDQ
will bring in another designer

to oversee a second line

if he didn't feel
up to the challenge.

What did he say?

He stopped by my office

and asked me
to bring you that dress.

Oh!
It's your size.

Heh-heh. He's on board.

Well, I have to go home.

Henri also made
a dress for my wife.

She's gonna be thrilled.
Thank you.

I'll see you out.
Thank you.

Thank you, my dear.

Bingum,
why don't you stay put?

Okay.

I'm ready
for my lecture.

You came from a place
of anger and frustration.

Normally, that translates
into righteous indignation,

which plays well
in front of a judge,

but this time
you went too far.

But you said you thought
there was a case.

Remember? You could smell it.

Because I trusted
your judgment.

Really?

I don't like you wasting time
on frivolous lawsuits.

But I-I won the war.

So doesn't that count
for something?

It counts for everything.

And your zeal,
whether you win or lose,

is how you make partner.

Wait. I'm confused.

Are you patting me on the back
or slapping me on the wrist?

If I did either,
you'd probably sue me
for harassment.

You did good, Bingum.

A few deep breaths
before you charged ahead

would've been helpful,
but I'm impressed.

You have a strange way
of getting to the point,

by the way.

Now, you've wasted
three days of billable hours,

so get back to work.

Good night.

What a day, huh?

You can say that again.

Hey, what'd Parker want?

Just for me
to get back to work.

Hey, Kim?

I know we don't see
eye-to-eye on much,

but I do want to thank you.

You never liked this case,

and yet you--
You gave it everything.

And I didn't always
make it easy.

Well, you were just sticking
up for yourself, right?

If you don't, who will?

Right.

Hey, now that PDQ
carries my size,

maybe we can
go shopping together.

Maybe.

She's late.

Are you judging her,
because I will so not--

Easy there, blondie.
I'm stating a fact.

She was supposed to be here
10 minutes ago.

She's here.

♪ I hear the chords that...

Jane! Jane!

Hey!

Hey.
Oh, you look amazing.

Thank you.

I'm so sorry I'm late.

Oh, I didn't even notice.

Res ipsa loquitur.

Jane, will you tell her
that using legal words

does not make her
seem smarter.

I used "fiduciary"
today in yoga,

and now everyone thinks
I'm a genius.

Yeah, I'll stop leaving
my case notes
on the kitchen table.

Thanks. I ordered you
a pomegranate martini.

Ooh. Thank you.

I love pomtinis.

They're the perfect A.A.
drink. What?

A.a.
Alcoholic and antioxidant.

Oh.

Ew.

What is that stuff?

Is she for real?

It's calamari.
And that's not a legal term.
It means "squid."

And it's delicious.

You guys are the best.

I-I don't know
what I'd do without you.

Oh.

Oh, my wow.

Check out that hot cup
of habeas corpus.

Mm, figured
he'd be your type.

What's that supposed to mean?

Domestic beer,
designer jeans, and he's tan,

which means he probably
doesn't have a job.

Oh. Maybe he has a trust fund.

Teri, what's your type?
Hm. Mm! Mm!

Biceps and glasses.

Muscle geeks?
Oh, big time.

And he's drinking ros,
which means he's high culture

with just a touch
of trailer trash.

Mm, mm, good.

How about you, Jane?

Oh, I'm not looking.

Oh, come on.
Yeah, right.

I'm not looking
right now.

Tonight, I just want
to enjoy this cocktail

and feel amazing
in this dress

and hang out
with you guys.

Is that okay?

Totally okay.

So you gonna eat some
of this calamari or what?

Oh, I don't do fried.

Open up, twiggy.

I'd do what she says.

Oh, my God.

I know, right?
Mm!

Hey.

To you guys
and this hot dress,

and calamari.
Mm-hm.

♪ Ordinary day

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♪ O-O-O-Ordinary day

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♪ O-O-O-Ordinary day