All language subtitles for Drop Dead Diva (2009) - S03E07 - Mothers Day (1080p AMZN WEB-DL x265 Celdra)_track3_[eng]

See that aspiring model?

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.

The people who know
what's going on with me

are my girlfriend, Stacy,

and my guardian angel, Fred.

Everything happened
for a reason.

And, well,
I sure hope I was right.

I can't believe it.

I got a print solo.

Well, Deb did.

Like I said.

Oh, of course.
It's amazing.

You make me wanna gamble
and eat shrimp.

Really?
Yeah.

That is so sweet.

When did you shoot it?From that session with Javier.

He must have sold the photo
to Sierra Casino.

Know who's gonna love this?

Who?
Grayson.

I can't wait to show him.

What are you writing?A little note for Fred.

I put them in his lunch
every day.

Oh. My mom used to do
the same thing.

What did you say?

Stacy, why did you
let me oversleep?

I get up with the sun, Fred.

You need to set an alarm.

I'm gonna miss the bus.

Ugh.
Not if you hurry.

Peanut butter
and jelly again?

And where's the note?

I am not your mother.

If we don't talk about
what happened

I'll give you a ride
to the office.

Grayson.

Hey, Jane.
Hi.

So you've seen
the LA Weekly.

Yeah, Deb's ad.

It's demeaning and offensive.

What?
No, no.

They didn't have permission
to use the photograph.

No, I'm sure they did.I reviewed Deb's contracts.

I'd know if she agreed
to promote

"home of the bottomless
shrimp cocktail."

I'm gonna fight this.

Good morning.

Mm.
Hi.

What are you doing
to my contract with Javier?

There's no way you can sign.It's for my shoot tomorrow.

Deb, this contract
grants him perpetual rights.

Do you know what that means?Yes.

No.

It means he owns every picture
he takes of you

from now till the end
of time.

All you get are copies
for yourself.

It's fantastic.
Free photos.

Everyone else
signs these contracts.

I just want you
to protect yourself.

But when they see this--

Think how much more
they're gonna respect you.

Come on, Deb.
I know what I'm doing.

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

Hey, Stace.

Did Grayson see the ad?

He saw it,

through his lawyerly,
overprotective eyes.

He says
he thinks it's demeaning.

Oh, as if.
You look smoking hot.

Grayson's problem
is that he's always been too--

Oh, my God.
Stacy, my mom's in the office.

Which one,
Deb's mom or Jane's mom?

No, Deb's mom, my mom,
is in the office. Bobbi.

I'm gonna go say hello to her.
Ow!

Jane, are you okay?

You need to see this.Hold on. What are you doing?

A passenger triggered
the emergency slide.

They're showing the replay now.

Teri, I'm on the phone.Wait for it.

...Los Angeles International

where Passenger
Elaine Bingum...

Oh, my God.

My mom's on the news.

I thought she was
in the office.

She is.
Deb's mom is in the office.

Jane's mom is on TV.
I gotta go.

So this isn't live,
is it?

No, it happened
30 minutes ago.

Which means, I'm gonna get
a call from the jail.

Ms. Bingum's office.
Yes, she is, officer.

Tell them I'm on my way.She's on her way.

Thank you.

Janie.Are you off your meds again?

Nice to see you too, dear.
No, I haven't missed a day.

Okay,
then what happened?

We were trapped in that tin can
for almost six hours.

Crying babies, crying parents,

and don't even get me started
about the smell.

Where's Dad?On a fishing boat in Mexico.

We took separate vacations.
Don't worry. It's not like that.

It's just he wanted Baja,
I wanted Branson.

Did you know Andy Williams
has his own theater?

Focus. Mom,
these are federal charges.

You are in real trouble.Oh, come on.

How bad could it be?

"Interfering
with a flight crew,

criminal tampering,
reckless endangerment."

Do we have a plea?Not guilty.

I ask that my client be released
on her own recognizance.

The government
requests $200,000 bail.

Two hundred thousand dollars?

For opening a door?Shh!

The defendant
shut down an airport,

triggering
a Homeland Security response.

Homeland Security
should've spent that money

rescuing my client, who was
held hostage by EastWest.

And $9 for a sandwich
in the terminal.

Now, that's the real crime.Okay.

The charges are serious,

but the government appears
to be overreaching on bail.

Thank you, Your Honor.

Ten thousand dollars,
cash or bond.

You want me to sue the casino
over this ad?

They're exploiting Deb's
image.

They think they can get away
with it,

because no one will protect her.But they're wrong.

I don't have standing to sue
because we were never married.

As her mother, you do.

Okay,
if this is what you want,

let's sue the bastards.

My favorite four words:
"Let's sue the bastards."

Bobbi, this is Jay Parker.

Of Harrison and...

Of course.
I'm Bobbi Dobkins.

I trust Grayson's
taking good care of you.

Oh, yeah, he's the best.

That's why I hired him.

It's a pleasure
to meet you.

Anyway, feel free
to call me directly

if you need
anything at all.

I will do that.

Fred, what are you doing?

The Barnard Liquors contract
isn't gonna redline itself.

Stacy yelled at me.Oh, God.

She said she's not my mother.
What do you think she means?

Well, not a lot
to decipher there.

She doesn't
wanna take care of you.

This happens in relationships
where the woman is the alpha.

Trust me, I've been there.So, what can I do?

Before Stacy,
you were your own man, right?

You had
interests and hobbies.

Right, yeah,
interests, hobbies.

Now you're just a satellite
revolving around Planet Stacy.

Okay. How do I break
her gravitational pull?

Don't let her mother you.
Be your own man.

Sometimes just the threat
of pulling away

makes a woman want you more.

Oh, one more thing.Yeah?

Redline the contracts by lunch
or hire me a new assistant.

I don't know how to thank you,
Janie.

Just don't get
into any more trouble.

Well,
it's nice to see you,

no matter
what the circumstances.

Maybe it's fate.Nope.

A federal offense, not fate.

Hey, how about lunch?

The in-flight magazine

mentioned this shabu-shabu place
in Little Tokyo.

Oh, I can't today.

There's somebody at the office
I really need to see.

But, um,
I'll see you tonight.

Okay, here,
why don't you take a cab?

And I'll be home by 7, okay?

Make it 40.

If the cab doesn't smell,
I like to tip.

On behalf of Sierra Casino,

we reject your
cease-and-desist letter.

We also claim
unjust enrichment.

There's been no
breach of contract

and therefore,
no unjust enrichment.

Not true.Oh. I'm sorry.

I thought the room was free.

Hi, Jane.Hi, Bobbi. What a surprise.

Oh. Ho-ho.

Hi. Well, now,
what's going on here?

We are suing Sierra Casino

to stop using Deb
in their advertising.

Why--?
Why would you do that?

Without me? Heh-heh.

Grayson,
I am here to help.

Oh.GRAYSON: Um...

Okay.

Jane handled an intellectual
property case for us last month.

We are happy to have her
onboard.

Actually, we're done. There's
no merit to your request.

You used a photograph
of Deb Dobkins without consent.

My client bought that picture
directly from the photographer.

Uh--
Javier.

I recognize his work.

He had no right
to sell it.

Javier had a standard contract
with the model.

All rights in perpetuity,

which he in turn
signed over to us.

Okay, well,
I guess that's that.

I'm familiar with the contract.
It had significant limitations.

Let's take a look,
shall we?

I love him, Stacy,
but he's out of control.

Look, he lawyered
all over it.

You can't give that
to Javier.

He'll replace you.I know.

You're gonna get
a bad reputation,

and not the good kind.

You'll be the crazy model

with the crazier
lawyer boyfriend.

What should I do?Um...

Tell Grayson that you
appreciate his concern, but--

Oh, no. No.
I don't like confrontation.

It gives you premature
frown lines.

Oh, all right, well,

then I have
three words for you:

Liquid Paper.

Hmm.

I'm pretty certain Deb
didn't Wite-Out the changes

I made to this contract.

Actually,
I think she did.

Her initials are beside
every bit of Wite-Out.

The ad tested well.Really?

It's going to remain
the centerpiece

of the casino's new campaign.

And now we're done.

Hey.
Hey.

Can you be a love
and go to the store for me?

The girls are coming
for The Bachelor.

But we're out of champagne.

Tonight?
No, no, no. I can't.

I'm watching a History Channel
documentary on beer.

I don't think so.

There's only one TV,
and you don't even like beer.

You're a white wine
spritzer guy.

Well, not anymore.

In fact, I'm learning
how to brew my own beer.

It's my new hobby.

Where do you think
you're going to brew beer?

In the laundry room.

There's no space
in the laundry room.

Okay, you know something, Stacy?

I am losing myself
in this relationship.

What?Yeah, yeah.

I'm not just a satellite
revolving around Planet Stacy.

What did you say?

Did I mumble?

I'm my own man, Stacy.

Well, if you're your own man,

maybe you should get
your own place.

Well, maybe I will.

Jane,
so sorry to interrupt.

Wait. You're never sorry
unless you've got bad news.

My mom was watching CNN.

And it turns out your mom

is about to be interviewed
by Nancy Grace.

No, no, no.

Yes, yes, yes.
Live in studio.

The mad-as-hell passenger
from Flight 82.

But she's at my house.I called your house.

She isn't picking up her cell
either.

Turn on the TV.

Some people
refer to Elaine Bingum

as, quote, "a folk hero."Oh, my God.

Elaine, folk hero.

Yes, no, maybe?

Well, actually,
I just did the right thing.

I knew the minute
I went down that slide

that the airplane doors
would open

and let the captives free.

You were arrested.

Yes, I know.

But so was Paul Revere.

Nancy, between the two of us,

it isn't the first time for me.Yikes.

Are you telling me
that you are a repeat offender?

Shoplifting, trespass, arson.

Oh, and I almost forgot,
indecent exposure.

Oh, my God.
Stop talking.

You've got a bigger problem.
Aren't you afraid?

I'm worried, but my daughter
is representing me.

Her name is Jane.
She's my rock.

And I just have to say

to all you eligible men
out there,

she's single.

She's pimping you out
on national TV.

Good to know.

We'll be right back
with "folk hero" Elaine Bingum.

Okay. I have to
get down there.

Any juror watching this
is gonna think she's--

Eccentric?Completely nuts.

She might as well skip the trial
and go to jail.

Have you seen Elaine?

She went speed-walking.

Apparently,
it's good for the hips.

By the way, I think
she's a little peeved at you.

Yeah, I yelled at her

for going on national TV
without my permission.

Oh, my God.

Sweetie,
are you eating a bagel?

Oh, it's my second one.

I'm so upset.

I got in a fight with Fred.

And I think he moved out.What?

He said something about not
wanting to watch The Bachelor,

brewing beer
and being his own man,

and then the door slammed.

Oh. That's interesting.

Oh, my God.
You think this is my fault?

No, it's just--

I mean,
yesterday you didn't like

that he was acting
like a little boy.

And today, you don't like
that he's acting like a man.

It's really just a theory,

but maybe you gave him
mixed messages.

Well, I just want him back.

If you want my advice,
go tell him you're sorry.

Well, that is a great idea.

I will pack him a lunch
with a note

and a very clear message.

Good.

Mom, I'm sorry I yelled at you.

It's fine, dear.

You missed a fantabulous walk.
Look at me.

I have the hips of a 26-year-old
and the buns of a bobcat.

Are we ready for court?

I am, but you need
to shower and change.

Stacy will give you
a lift to the office.

Mm-hmm.

I heard that.

Yeah.

What do you think
you're doing?

Um... You know how you said

I needed to stake out
my own turf?

No, no, no, not on my couch.

I can't afford my own place.Get a roommate.

Unless you gave me a raise,
I would need nine roommates.

You can't stay here.I'm following your advice.

But if it's gonna work,
I need your support.

Fine. I have a client.
He owns a shipping company.

Six months out of the year,
he's in Europe.

He needs a house sitter.I could do that.

Oh, whoa. Um...

Okay, I will put his number
on your desk.

Wait for me to leave the room
and then put on your pants.

Jane, good morning.Morning.

The AUSA just faxed over
a witness list.

It's got every passenger
from Flight 82,

as well as
seven crew members

and all airport employees
with access to the plane.

They're trying to bury us.

There's no way I can prep
for this many witnesses.

Wait, Teri,
do you have the flight manifest?

The manifest
has eight crew members

and the witness list has seven.

Can you find--?

Jane?
Um...

Sorry.

Can you find out why the AUSA

left a flight attendant
off the witness list?

And when my mom gets here,
just put her in my office.

Done and done.

Hey, you're back.

We're re-strategizing.

We are? Okay.

There's a loophole
in Deb's contract.

It expressly forbids significant
alterations or manipulations.

Grayson, that's pretty standard.

Is there anything else
that we can--?

I found the original photo.

You can see the ad
has been Photoshopped.

They added earrings,
changed her dress,

they whitened her teeth.

Wow. It just doesn't seem
that significant,

and her teeth
really were that white.

I've seen other photos.

Well, significant
is subjective.

Let's go.

I know, one second.

Okay, well,
thank you, Grayson.

But I should go.
I have lunch plans.

Oh, have fun.

Come on.

Bobbi?

Can I ask you something?Sure.

Do you think Deb would have
had a problem with the ad?

I mean, you were her mom.

Grayson's the man she loved.

I see how much he wants
to protect Deb

and keep her
memory alive.

What mother
could say no to that?

Honey,
who's your friend?

Oh, um...

Bobbi, this is my mother,
Elaine.

Oh. You must be very proud
of your daughter.

She's represented me
a few times.

Really?BOBBI: Oh, yeah.

We're in the middle of something
right now.

It's just a minor matter,
but yesterday,

she jumped in
without my even asking her.

Wow, while working on my case,
which is no minor matter.

I could go to jail.

Speaking of which,
we should get to court.

Goodbye.
Bye.

Bobbi.
You ready for lunch?

Yeah, I'm starved.

I'll meet you in the lobby.BOBBI: Okay.

I'm sorry.

Is Parker on the case?

No, no.
We're just having lunch.

Lunch?

And last night, we had dinner.

Dinner.

They're having lunch.

Yes, dear.
We all date.

We all love to have sex.Ew.

Why, last week,
your father and I--

Please, stop talking.

I mean,
save your voice for court.

Stacy. Can I help you?

I'm just looking for Fred.

He's gone for the afternoon.
He's checking out his new pad.

Sorry?He's totally psyched.

It's got an infinity pool,
home theater,

spare room
for his barley and hops.

I see.

What happened?

Did he eat crackers
in your satin sheets?

Well, yes,
but that wasn't the problem.

Can I just say that
Freddy is growing up fast?

If that's for him,
he already ate.

But I'm famished.Oh, don't.

"I miss you more than I can say.
Come on home, for a great--"

Stop!
Don't tell him I was here.

After about four hours
on the tarmac,

people started
to get upset.

And it fell to me
to keep everybody calm.

It fell to you?I'm a natural leader.

And I have proof.

I took Dr. Phil's
online personality quiz.

So you leapt into action.

I led a sing-along.

I encouraged people
to share their food.

And when 32C had a panic attack,
I got him a Xanax from 4B.

And I taught a new mother
how to make a diaper

out of a pillowcase.

Sounds like you made the best
of an awful situation.

But why open the emergency door?

The plane was a boiling
tea kettle ready to explode.

And I knew
it was against the rules,

but it was a matter
of life and death.

Thank you. Thank you.

Life and death.

Was someone literally
about to die?

I don't know.

I don't have a crystal ball.
Heh-heh-heh.

Well, tell me, Miss Bingum,

do you look like you're facing
mortal danger here?

I'm happy to be free. Whee.

Do you know
that the emergency slide

deploys with the force
of 3000 pounds per square inch?

No.

Seconds before you pulled
the slide,

there were baggage handlers
outside the plane.

The slide
could have killed them.

I had no idea.

I've seen you on TV,
Miss Bingum.

You're enjoying
the talk show circuit?

Objection.LAWYER: Withdrawn.

Why didn't you prepare me
for those questions?

I warned you
that it was gonna get ugly.

And they'd try
and make you look like--

Like I murdered people
with a slide?

Yes.

Oh. Believe me,
I would have remembered that.

Maybe if you weren't
squeezing me

in between meetings
with Barbie...

Her name is Bobbi.
Is that what's upsetting you?

Because I am always here
when you need me.

Yes, when I'm in trouble.
But when is the last time

you've come by to visit
or called to say hello?

You know what?
I get busy. And--

And if there is no emergency,
it's like I don't exist.

Is Elaine asleep?I can't tell.

She's not talking to me
right now.

Oh. I'm sorry.Oh, whatever.

All right.
What's the latest with Fred?

I think I lost him, Jane.

No, you just pushed him
to be his own man.

Now you have to love him for it.
It's just like that song.

What song?I don't know, any song.

Blah-blah-blah.
If you love him, set him free.

You're right.

Tomorrow, I'm going to show him
I support his manhood.

Good.
Yeah.

Aren't you going to bed?No, I've got work to do.

Elaine's case?Bobbi's case.

I didn't even tell you.
The casino wants to use me

as part of a multi-stage
ad campaign.

I know, but Grayson's
still trying to squelch it.

Oh, what are you gonna do?

I know exactly what Grayson's
going to argue in court.

I'd say
there's a good chance

the casino's lawyer is going
to get an anonymous e-mail,

explaining exactly how
to argue every counterpoint.

Whoa.

Forming a secret alliance,
like on Survivor.

Well, the way I see it is
that I am using back channels

to represent
my client's best interest.

And it just so happens
that my client is me.

Whoo.

Good morning.Morning to you.

Hold on. I spoke to a friend
at the AUSA's office.

Turns out
the missing flight attendant

was visiting her sick mother
in Florida.

That's why they took her off.Okay. Dead end.

Can I please
go to my office?

Unlike the prosecution,
I do not give up that easily.

I did some digging.
Get this.

The flight attendant's mom
isn't sick.

She's dead.
Died three years ago.

Why would she lie?You're about to find out.

You're meeting her
in 20 minutes. Address.

Oh, thank you. Thank you.

You won't tell them
I'm not in Florida, will you?

Ms. Lafterty, I don't wanna
cause you any trouble.

I just wanna know why you lied
about being out of town.

I don't wanna testify
against your mom.

I've worked delayed flights.
This was the worst.

Why not say that in court?

The airline dropped
plenty of hints.

If we support her,
our jobs aren't safe.

I understand.

Off the record, can you tell me
how the situation got so bad?

What about
the new flyers' bill of rights?

It mandates that airlines
provide food and water

and a chance to get off
the plane after two hours.

The clock doesn't start
until we leave the gate.

If they know
there's a long delay,

they hold us
at the gate for hours,

before moving us
to the tarmac.

That's horrible.
Mm-hmm.

You know...

...your mom led the passengers
in stretching exercises

when they started complaining
about leg cramps.

Oh, she was amazing.

She kept everyone calm.Really?

You're lucky
to have a mom like her.

So much energy
and compassion.

Thanks.

An injunction is required
to avoid irreparable harm.

What harm? Her daughter signed
a contract granting rights.

All means all.

Mr. Kent?

There was no contract.

McClintock v. Skelly Oil:
"Meeting of the minds is--"

"Essential to the formation
of a contract"?

That isn't the standard here.

I disagree.

Miss Dobkins was never informed

changes would be made
to her photograph.

Therefore,
she cannot be--

Presumed to have consented
to such changes?

Next Mr. Kent's going to tell us
since there was no consent,

there was no contract.As a matter--

The relevant case
is Time v. Conroy.

When parties possess
a level of expertise,

consent is implied.

I've heard enough.

I'll let you know
when I've made my decision.

Mr. Beiner,
you are vice president

for Passenger Safety and Welfare
for EastWest Airlines?

Correct.

Your job is to ensure EastWest
follows all federal laws?

That's right.

Isn't it true that your airline
knowingly overbooks flights?

Objection. Relevance.Sustained.

Isn't it true you miscode delays
as "weather-related"

to avoid paying customers
a full refund?

Objection. Relevance again.

Sustained again.

Tell us about
passenger migration.

When you keep passengers
on planes during delays

rather than return them
to the terminal,

so they won't leave
and fly with your competitors.

Your Honor!Enough.

Counselors, approach the bench.

The witness may step down.

Where are you getting
your allegations?

A confidential source.

The airline is not on trial.The airline's on trial.

The airline created
an explosive situation

and shouldn't hold
themselves unaccountable

when a passenger acts out
in a foreseeable way.

It's all irrelevant.
Your client broke the law.

The airline pushed her
into an untenable predicament.

Enough. Your allegations
are off limits.

Your Honor, it's res gestae.

I need to set the scene
for the jury.

I am sympathetic,

but you're going to have to
find another way to do so.

Okay.

Congratulations, Fred!

You're not Fred.

Nope. I'm Calvin.

Why are you in Fred's house?

It's not Fred's house.
It's my house. I'm Calvin.

Okay, let's start over.
I thought he was house-sitting.

Oh, my lawyer's assistant.

Yeah, I interviewed him.
It didn't work out.

What? Why not?

I said I needed
a 30-day commitment.

And he said
30 days was too long

to be away from the person
who completes him.

The one
who makes him whole.

The girl whose breath
wakes him every morning.

Which I think
he meant as a compliment.

He said all that?Yeah.

He was pretty dramatic.

I take it you're that girl?I am.

Can I keep the plant?I don't think so.

Ooh. Please tell me there's
something chocolaty in there.

I've had a rough day.

Yeah, you and me both.

Mm-hm.

I got ambushed in court today.

The casino was amazingly
well-prepared.

I'm sorry about that.

I'm countering tomorrow
with Brighton v. Houghton.

Limits permissible alterations
to intellectual property.

Yeah, I forgot about that one.

If that fails,
I'll just keep filing motions

till they're sick of me.

Okay.I'm gonna get back to work.

Hey.
Hi.

How was the shoot?Awesome.

I was in the zone.

I bet.
Can't wait to see the pictures.

Listen,
about the contracts--

They have a problem?
Give me their number.

I don't mind kicking--You don't have to kick anything.

They were totally cool with it.

They were?Nobody said a word.

Great.Yeah.

All right.

She would have loved it.

Hi. What's that?

The ad.

You asked me
what Deb would have thought.

I think she would have loved it.
I know I do.

Me too.

She looks so pretty.Yeah.

Well, what are you doing here?
Are you meeting with Grayson?

No, another date with Jay.

Oh, Parker?

Jane, when I told you
I was going out with Jay,

you winced.

I winced?

Kind of like
what you're doing right now.

Oh.

Sorry.

All right, here's the thing.

Before this goes any further,
before I get any more invested,

is there something
that I need to know about him?

I mean, anything that, you know,
would cause you to wince?

Okay, um...

Parker is smart and funny.

And capable of occasional
moments of depth.

But he has left more than
a few hearts broken in his wake.

And you don't want him
to break mine.

No.

Oh.

What if I told you
I hear everything you're saying,

and I still wanna go out
with him?

Then I'd say,
you don't need my permission.

Yeah.

All right, what are you
gonna do about this?

Um...

I'm gonna talk to Grayson.

Okay.

Thank you
for looking out for me.

And for Deb.

Oh, come on.

Get up.

Uh, I can explain.

Really?
I'd like to hear it.

Can I talk to Fred in private?

You have two minutes to talk
and disinfect my sofa.

I heard about your new house.
I was gonna stop by.

Yeah, actually--

But then I decided
I didn't wanna see it.

I know that you're your own man
and you're independent.

But the thing is,

I've kind of started
to depend on you.

I want you back.

It's not home without you.

What do you say?

Well, if it means
that much to you--

It does.

You can even do your beer thing
in the laundry room.

Do I have to?
Absolutely not.

And if it's okay with you, I'd
still like to make you lunch.

I could live with that.Look inside.

"Welcome home."

Get out.

Hey, do you have a minute?

Can it wait till I finish
this motion?

Sure.
No, actually, it can't.

Um, I think I know

why Deb ignored your changes
on her contract.

Do you?
Yes.

Models are a lot tougher
than you think.

And they have to deal
with so much rejection.

Sometimes I try and help Stacy
and she gets really upset

because she doesn't necessarily
want my help. She just--

She just wants me to tell her
that she's doing fine.

And I think maybe
Deb felt the same way.

You didn't know her.

No, I didn't.

But I do know you.

And I know
how hard you fight

to protect the people
you care about.

And I am sure that Deb
would have been grateful.

You know, but when I--
When I look at this picture,

I can't help but think how much
she would have loved it.

I mean,
it's what models work for.

And I know, I know it's not
a high-fashion magazine,

but she looks gorgeous.

And maybe I'm overstepping
when I say this,

but I think in this case,

she would have wanted you
to hold your advice

and just tell her
that she was doing fine.

Janie.
Oh!

I'm sorry I startled you.What's going on?

I want to apologize, Janie.
You were right.

I crash in on your life
like a tornado

and expect you
to drop everything for me.

No, it's-- It's okay.

And you know what?
You're right, because I do.

I get distracted by life

and I should call you
more often.

Sorry I made things harder
by acting like a goofball.

It's okay.

But you should know.

It's just because I'm scared.

Why are you scared?

What if we lose?

I just can't go to jail.

Or Canada.

Oh, God, no.

Then we better not lose.

You know, Mom,

I don't say it,
but I really admire your energy

and your compassion.

I'm really lucky
to be your daughter.

Oh, God, you were just great
in court yesterday.

And it's just not fair
that judge shut you down.

She wasn't on that plane.

You just can't know what it was
like unless you were there.

Mom, you're absolutely right.

I am?

What the hell's going on here?

She rearranged the jury box
and added space heaters.

And a stereo.

Are you gonna allow these
theatrics?

I am setting the scene
like you told me to.

I'll allow it.
Let's get started.

Ladies and gentlemen,

you are all passengers
on Flight 82.

It is three hours
into your ordeal.

And the air conditioner
has long crapped out.

So it's 84 degrees

and it is steadily
getting warmer.

The flight attendants
aren't providing food or water.

You've been instructed
not to use the lavatory.

Oh, and, by the way,
you are hearing this:

Yeah.

Those three crying babies
will soon be joined by two more.

And that rotting stench?

That's from a vomit bag
in Seat 41E.

Oh, quiet. Quiet, everyone.
That's the pilot.

Greetings from the deck,
ladies and gentlemen.

We apologize for the delay

and hope to have you in the air
in a matter of minutes.

Great.

And in case you didn't know,
he's lying.

The real passengers
of Flight 82

were deposed in preparation
for this trial.

And I would like to read you
a few of their statements.

"The stench was so strong,

I tried to breathe
only through my mouth."

"I promised my little girl

that we would never,
ever fly again."

"I felt helpless and scared,

and I didn't believe
anything they told us."

Actually, that last one

was from an American hostage
held in Iran.

But it kind of fits, doesn't it?

One final question.

In front of you is a lever
marked "emergency exit."

If you pull it,
you can escape.

How many of you
might pull that lever?

♪ So let's not make this
Complicated ♪

♪ I never made the honor roll ♪

You went to all
this trouble for me.

What trouble?
You're my mom.

Bingum. Bingum.

Hi.Hi.

I'll grab us some drinks.Sure.

Can I borrow your daughter
for a second?

Take your time.

I'm gonna put in
a karaoke request.

♪ Loving you is easy ♪

Grayson dropped the suit.

It's over.
That's great news.

And thank you, Jane.Sure.

Janie, we're up next.Okay.

You are so lucky.

My daughter refused
to sing with me.

Was she shy?

No,
she had a terrible voice.

Bobbi,
you're coming with us.

All right, gals,
come on.

Oh, I love this song.

You start.Okay.

♪ Sometimes, in our lives ♪

♪ We all have pain ♪

♪ We all have sorrow ♪

♪ But if we are wise ♪

♪ We know that there ♪

♪ Is always tomorrow ♪

♪ Lean on me ♪

♪ When you're not strong ♪

♪ I'll be your friend ♪

♪ I'll help you carry on ♪

♪ For it won't be long ♪

♪ Till I'm gonna need ♪

♪ Somebody to lean on ♪

♪ Just call on me, Mother
When you need a hand ♪

♪ We all need somebody ♪

♪ To lean on ♪

♪ If there is a load ♪

♪ You have to bear ♪

What's going on?I wanna show you something.

Okay.

♪ I'm right up the road ♪

♪ I'll share your load ♪

♪ If you just call me ♪

So, what's up?

Have to show you.Okay.

Oh, my God.Yeah, I know.

If I'd won my suit,
it wouldn't be there.

That's amazing.

She knew better than me,
Jane.

I tried to bully her into making
changes to that contract, but...

I wish
she were here to say:

"I told you so."

Oh, well, would it help you
if I said it?

Ha. Yeah.Grayson,

a girl doesn't just
give her heart to anyone.

You weren't bullying her.

You were showing her,
in your way,

that you love her
and you wanted to protect her.

She was too afraid to tell me
she didn't want my help.

She wasn't afraid.

She didn't wanna hurt
your feelings.

You know, it was her way
of protecting you.

You know,
you're pretty amazing, Jane.