All language subtitles for Drop Dead Diva (2009) - S03E11 - Ah, Men (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 only people who 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.

And, well,
I sure hope I was right.

♪ Wide awake ♪

♪ Got a feeling it's your day ♪

♪ Got a smile on your face ♪

Hey. Morning, Stace.

Nice night?

Oh, I had a date
with Judge Owen.

There was surf and sand

and this little shack
with amazing shrimp.

And then he taught me
how to yank his tiller.

He did what?
It's a sailing term.

He's a sailor.

I'm trying not to get excited
until I hear from him.

Well, the big question now
is will he text, e-mail or call?

After the first date,
the next 24 to 48 hours
are so critical.

Like a snake bite or a perm.
So true.

So how was your night?

Fine. Good.
Fine and good.

What aren't you telling me?
Jane, I'm a cheater.

What?
Brian drove me home
from the party

and he kissed me.

That's not too bad
unless you--

I kissed him back.
Stacy.

I know.
Next obvious question,
did you tell Fred?

Uh-uh.

He was asleep when I got home

and when I woke up,
he was gone.

Do you have feelings
for Brian?

I didn't think so,
but after we kissed...

I just need a little time
to sort this out.

Well, sort fast.
You owe it to Fred.

Good morning.
You wanted to see me?

We need to talk.

About expensing
those tickets?

Because there's
a legitimate reason.

I need a buffer.
A buffer?

An old friend is coming in.
By old friend,

I'm guessing you mean
old flame.

Seeing how you're hiding
the sharp objects,

I guess
it didn't end well.

Elisa and I dated.
We didn't share the same values.

I took her to a restaurant,
tried to let her down gently.

She hurled the centerpiece
at me.

Single stem vase?
Sterling silver bowl.

Never heard from her again
until this morning.

And you need me
to be Barbara Walters.

Yes. Wait, what?
On The View.

Babs is the buffer
between Joy and Elisabeth.

And in this scenario,
you'd be Elisabeth.

I'm gonna listen,
then the phone will ring.

That's when I tell her
I can't take her case

and you escort her out.

Hmm. I don't think so.
Please.

I'll owe you one.
Babs?

Fine. Might wanna hide
that paperweight.

Looks kind of heavy.

Kim.
Reverend Phillips.

You've been standing here
half an hour.

It's safe to come in.

I was surprised
to get your phone call.

Is this where you preach now?
I've given up the pulpit.

I'm an elder here,
this church is in my purview.

Well, it's quaint.

It's a poor church
in a poor neighborhood.

Oh, is that why
you asked me here?

For fundraising?
No, no, no.

Not gonna try to squeeze
blood from a stone.

Our pastor
is in a bit of trouble.

And I need your help.

Ben Logan, meet Kim Kaswell.

Oh.

Pastor.
Counselor.

So why am I here?

We received a letter.

It's from OneStop,
the discount chain.

Oh. Yeah,
I shopped there once.

They had a sale on cotton balls
and cantaloupes.

I think they're suing us.

Not yet.
It's a civil demand.

Pay up or they'll sue.

It seems they're holding
Pastor Logan respon--

Please, call me Ben.

Uh-- Ben.

Responsible
for a series of thefts.

Why would they blame you?

Because I told
our parishioners

that under
the right circumstances,

it's permissible to shoplift
from their store.
Okay.

Well,
I'm no biblical scholar,

but what about
"thou shalt not steal"?

Leviticus 23:22.

When you reap
the harvest of the land,

you shall not reap
the very corners.

Set them aside
for the poor.

So you're saying

OneStop is the modern
equivalent of a biblical farm,

and you're making sure they meet
their charitable obligations

to the community?
That's right.

But I only encourage
to take the basics.

OneStop is the only place within
10 miles to buy groceries.

They took tax incentives,
wiped out local stores,

give nothing in return.

If OneStop isn't willing
to help the poor,

they will help themselves.
Dad.

I'm late
for my piano lesson.

Oh, sorry.
I didn't mean to interrupt.

My daughter, Ann.
Hi.

If you'll excuse me.

Nice to meet you.

You too.

So...

will you help us?

I'm not sure
that this is the right--

He's a single dad.

He lost his wife
in a tragic accident

some years back.

And now he's in real trouble.

Wow, I thought guilt
was a Catholic thing.

We can do all right
in that department.

I don't condone
what he's saying.

But I'll set up a meeting
with OneStop,

see if I can help
work this out.

Kim Kaswell,
on the side of the angels.

There's a first time
for everything.

Thank you
for seeing me, Jay.

No problem.

So, Elisa,
how can we help you?

My father recently passed away.

Oh, I'm sorry.

He was a factory worker
at FTH.

And about a year ago,
he got very, very sick.

Congestive heart failure.

And I quit my job
to take care of him full time.

I'm an RN.

Nursing? That's new.

I was in nursing school
when we met.
Right.

So, Elisa,
how can we help you?

His life-insurance company
refuses to pay on his policy.

Did he keep up
with his premiums?

On time, every month.

Did he conceal any information?

No, my dad was super honest.

I hate to have to fight
for this money, but...

I need it.

Excuse me. I'm so sorry.

Yeah.

Oh, no.
The Wilson class action.

Hold him for me, thanks.

I wish there was something
we could do to help,

This firm just doesn't handle
that sort of thing.

I have to take this call.

Yeah, put him through.

Uh-huh.

There is no Wilson
class action, is there?

Oh, what makes you say that?

Well, I noticed how Parker
ex-proofed his office.

What kind of lawyer doesn't have
a heavy paperweight?

Yeah.

Anyway, I assume
he told you about our breakup.

Well, he might have mentioned
about different values.

I valued fidelity and he valued
sleeping with my roommate.

That pig in a suit.

I've moved on though,
and I was hoping he had too.

I didn't know
where else to turn.

Um-- Elisa.

We're taking your case.
But Parker said--

Parker owes me one.

And you know what?
He owes you one too.

You told her
we'd take the case?

It's right to do.
Tell her you made a mistake.

Or what? You'll fire me
and sleep with my roommate?

See?
You're overreacting now

because you feel guilty
about how you treated her.

Thank you.
I will do the heavy lifting.

All you have to do is show up
and be a jerk.

It's what you do best.

Why didn't you just open
with that?

Are you busy?
I can come back.

Yeah, you're busy.
No. What's up?

Um, I, uh...

I saw Stacy
kissing her co-star.

On-screen?
On our porch.

She doesn't know that I know.

I'd go to Jane
with something like this--

But she's Stacy's
best friend.

What do I do?

Do I do anything
or does it just auto-correct,

like when you type "fondue"
into your phone

and it changes it
to "fondling"?

You have to talk to her.

How do I start a conversation
that might end...

us?

Better than standing in a tux
in front of everyone you know,

waiting for the girl you love
who never shows up.

You make an excellent point.

Yeah.

Hey.
Hey, what's up?

I wanted to tell you about
a new client, Elisa Shayne.

Mm-hm.

She's an ex.

Oh. Okay. Um...

And I need to know this
because...?

Because you and I
are together again.

Last time I represented an ex
and didn't tell you--

We're not together.

What was Thursday night?

Friday night
and Friday night again?

Um, I don't know.
It was fun.

I appreciate the heads-up.

You're free to do whatever
or whomever you want.

What I want is you.

I made us a reservation
at La Grande Jatte.

Oh, uh, I can't.
Rain check?

Um, okay. I thought
you'd said you were free--

I know. I just--
Uh, something came up.

Could you please pull California
Code of Regs, Title 10?

Teri.
Sure thing.

Oh, by the way,
Judge Owen called.

What did he say?
He invited you

to an important lunch
in his chambers.

That is so cute.
It's hot.

The only thing hotter than
conjugal-visit sex

is chambers sex.

Why do you think Scalia's
still on the Supreme Court?

I don't know
if I agree with your analysis,

but I've got a lunch
with a judge in his chambers.

Since Pastor Logan
began these sermons,

shoplifting at OneStop
has spiked.

You can't prove
a correlation

between the sermons
and the thefts.
We disagree.

To quote the pastor:

"OneStop defiles
the community

like the moneylenders
in the temple.

If you must steal, don't steal
from your neighbors--"

Take what you need from OneStop.

We'd prefer not to sue
a man of the cloth.

We'll withdraw
the letter of demand,

if he stops telling people
to steal from my client.

Hold on. I have a counteroffer.

I'll continue
to speak my mind,

OneStop will help us re-open
the soup kitchen that closed

when they bankrupted the local
stores that contributed.

I guess we're done here.

Hi.

Oh, Jane.

Hey. Welcome.
Hi.

Caipirinha?
Thank you. Sure.

You know, I wasn't expecting
so many people.

It's my famous
buffet-and-board-game lunch.

Started this years ago
in private practice.

Fun, right?
Oh, yeah.

No, yeah, it's very cool.
Great.

Um, it's also very crowded.
Yeah, very much so.

That's Judge Abrams.
Excuse me?

Sure.
Thanks.

Wow.

So I've never seen you
here before.

Are you a FOO?
I'm sorry, a what?

A FOO.
A friend of Owen's.

Yes. Yes.
Hey, Sally.

I'm a total FOO.

You're a little early
for service.

That's not why I'm here.

I take it they're suing.

OneStop has convinced the DA

to file criminal charges
for solicitation of theft.

I see.

Can't you preach
about something else?

Just for a few weeks
until this settles down.

Every day, I meet people
who feel invisible,

people who need help
but can't get it.

The fact that I have to
recommend shoplifting

is a grim indictment
of how we care

for the least fortunate
among us.

Now, I appreciate your help.

But I need to finish
my sermon.

Okay.

Miss Shayne, what is that
on your father's leg?

An ankle brace.
And where did he get it?

At an ER near Big Sur.

We were on vacation there
a few years ago.

He slipped by the lake.

Why is this relevant?

Mr. Shayne's application
required

he list
all his hospital visits

in the preceding five years.
He didn't.

Since you're suing my client,
I thought I'd point it out.

It wasn't serious.
Must have slipped his mind.

As we know, in California,
insurers have a two-year period

in which they can cancel
a policy

if the application
is incomplete.

Mr. Shayne's policy
was only 18 months old.

The law's intent
is to prevent fraud.

This is a sprain,
unrelated to cause of death.

Doctors reviewed.

A fall could have led
to an embolism,

which may have intensified
his heart condition.

Hence, the policy is rescinded.

Time to be a jerk.

His ankle might have led
to his death,

just like the Cubs might win
the World Series.

Or Paris Hilton
might win an Oscar.

The law is on our side.

Jane, I gotta go.
It's urgent.

I'm sorry.
Oh, okay.

Excuse me.

We're done here.

Mr. Hensley,
we're not done.

We're just getting started
and we'll see you in court.

Hey, that sounded pretty tough.
Oh, thank you.

I learned my intimidation stare
from Top Model.

You feel like going
for a ride?

Oh, uh, sure.

Appended to the complaint
was an affidavit.

Needs a signature.
I'm on it.

I'm sorry the meeting
didn't go as we hoped,

but we are not giving up.

Mom, you said
you'd tuck me in.

Go brush your teeth.
I'll be right there.

Okay.

Was he the urgent matter?

Yeah, babysitter emergency.

Ah. I understand.

Where's his father?
Is he around?

He's not involved
in Eric's life.

I see. How old is he?

Seven.

Anything else
you need from me?

No, I think we are good.
Okay.

There is just one
little thing.

I know that this is
none of my business,

but you and Parker dated
eight years ago.

Eric is Parker's son.

You're not gonna tell Parker
he has a child?

I gave her my word.

I'm bound by attorney-client
confidentiality.

Then why did you tell me?
I had to tell somebody.

And attorney-client is trumped
by roommate-roommate.

Speaking of roommates,
did you talk to Fred?

No.
And I feel sick about it.

I was ready to tell him
and beg for another chance,

but then I saw Brian.

Now I'm more confused
than when the Fed raised

short-term interest rates
a quarter point.

I practice my diction
by reading the news.

Wait, where is Fred?

Kim kept him working
all night.

It's the first time
I've ever liked her.
Stacy.

Talk to Fred.

You'll feel better,
eventually.

Stacy, we need to talk.

We should talk.

Um...

If you wouldn't mind talking.

Stacy, why?

You do know you're talking
to yourself, right?

I saw Stacy
kissing another guy.

Ho.

Sorry. Sad face.
Tell me more.

I know I should
confront her,

but I'm afraid
as soon as I see her,

I'm gonna lose my nerve.

Be careful
because she's an actress,

which means
she's a professional liar.

But she's not
a very good actress.

Not true.
She's an amazing actress.

How are you gonna confront her
when you're defending her?

You're right.
It's hopeless.

Why don't you let me do it?
I can do things with wax

that'll make her cry worse
than a virgin on prom night.

I don't know
what that means,

but I need to do this myself.
Okay.

Remember, the recipe
for a good confrontation

is eye contact,
breath control

and a shovel in your trunk,
just in case.

You can't predict the future.

But with Practical Insurance,
you have a safety net.

Leave the worry to us.

That advertisement

implies that a policy
holder can depend on you.

Correct?
Absolutely.

Where does the commercial
mention Practical employs

an army of doctors
whose sole job

is to scrutinize policies
of the deceased

to find reason not to pay?

Objection. No foundation.
I'll rephrase.

Given what we all know
about your company,

isn't this a more
accurate commercial?

With Practical Insurance,
you have a safety net.

Leave the worry to us.

Unless you die within two years
of buying your policy.

Practical Insurance, employing
75 people to look for mistakes

to screw you your money.

Shut that off.

The jury will ignore
the stunt

and I won't tolerate
grandstanding.

One inappropriate remark
from you,

you will be held in contempt.

Do you understand?
Yes, Your Honor.

I'm sorry to interrupt
your justified smackdown,

but I have questions
for the witness.

Go ahead.

Mr. Stout,
was this photo obtained

from a website
called Ex-posure?

Yes, I believe it was.

Ex-posure went out of business
a year ago,

which was a total shame

because its easy-to-use format

was really popular
with aspiring models.

My point is,
your company's investigators

had this photo
for over a year, correct?

Does that matter?
If you knew about the photo,

yet continued
to receive premiums,

it's de facto acceptance
the injury was not material.

Under the doctrine of laches,

Practical Insurance
lost the right to rescind.

We move
for a directed verdict.

I'm inclined to agree,

unless Mr. Hensley
has some other evidence.

Give us
till the end of the week?

You have till tomorrow.
Adjourned.

Jane, that was amazing.

Well, we try.
Yes, we do.

Jane.
Owen.

Very nice job, counselor.

What are you doing here?
Uh, um--

I'll meet you two outside.

Okay.
Okay.

You left my chambers.
I didn't say goodbye.

Basic party etiquette:
navigate, network,

and never overstay
your welcome.
Nice.

You hungry? I'd love to take you
to my favorite restaurant.

We can celebrate laches.

I would love to.

I've never celebrated
laches before.

New bangs, totally,
but never laches.

Hey. I hope you don't mind
a working dinner.

I'm starving and the boss pays
for meals after 8, so...

Looks good.
Bone-in rib eye,

baby carrots
and morel mushrooms.

Fancy.
We gotta eat, right?

Since your trial's tomorrow,

I wanna make sure
you're fully prepped.

Okay.
Okay.

I hope you understand
you could lose your pulpit

and you're facing
jail time.

I do.
Also, for the jury,

I wanna make sure
you don't come off too preachy.

I'm a preacher.
That's what I'm talking about.

It's a little holier-than-thou.

Believe it or not,
people like me.

I know what you're thinking.

For the price of the bottle,

you could feed six kids
for a year.

Actually, I was thinking
a Cab Franc blend

would have been a better pairing
with the meal.

Wow.

I don't spend all my time
in soup kitchens.

I worked a summer
at a church in Naples,

right next to a vineyard.

And before divinity school,
I went to Yale, so...

I'm impressed.

Kim, I'm a pastor
because it's my calling.

Given your life of privilege,
you might not understand that.

Excuse me,
what life of privilege?

I worked two jobs to put myself
through law school.

No one gave me anything.

Well, sometimes it's nice
to be wrong.

So tell me again,

what made you think
of that argument?

I mean, it was brilliant.

Honestly, I don't know.

I saw that logo...
Yeah.

and my brain started
clicking away.

My mind
has a mind of its own.

Oh, look, that's Julie.

She worked at my old office.

Her husband left her
and she's eating alone.

You mind if I invited her over
to join us?

Uh-- I just-- I don't want her
to feel like a third wheel.

Wow, that's really considerate.
You know what?

I saw a lawyer
that I know at the bar.

I'll invite him over too.
Be right back.

That's thoughtful.

That is not
your favorite movie.
I swear.

Come on,
what is more romantic

than Stallone
all bloody and bruised,

not caring
if he's won or lost,

just calling out
for the woman he loves?

"Adrian!

"Adrian!"

I guess it's late.

I should let you go.

My favorite part of Rocky
is the turtles.

Here's this bruising,
blue-collar guy

who just loves
these little turtles.

I know.
Kind of makes you fall for him.

--fixed it.

I don't know how you remember
any of Burning Man.

No. Remember the guy
who looked like George Michael?

British guy?
He had the huge nose.

We called him Whammed.

I once bought a car
from a guy

who looked like Andrew Ridgeley
with a droopy eye.

Uh-- He was the other guy
in Wham!.

Remember,
there were two guys in Wham!?

Owen, did you get
your Bonnaroo reservations yet?

I made next year's
before I left this year's.

Another bottle?
Yeah.

I'm gonna get going.
I've got an early morning.

I'll walk you out.
No, it's fine.

There's Maxine.
We should invite her over.

I haven't seen her
in two years.

She can have your seat.
You're leaving?

Oh, yeah.
I certainly am.

Maxine.

Fred. Where have you been?
I've barely seen you.

Oh, um...

Kim had me working
all night.

All night? On what?

Maxwell v. House.

Did you just read that
off the coffee can?
Uh-uh.

Why would you lie to me
about working all night?

Oh, my God,
you know about Stacy.

I saw it all.

I didn't wanna say anything
because I'm your guardian angel.

I'm not supposed to be
burdening you with my problems.

That's sweet,

but I think we've proven
we don't have the usual

guardian angel-reincarnated
model relationship.

In that case, please help.

Okay.

Stacy is at her TV show
right now.

So I'll have Teri
cover Kim's desk.

Just go talk to her.
Tell her how you feel.

How I feel? That would be
nauseous and gassy.

Fred.
Gotta go.

Thank you.
Yep.

You need to turn around now.

Excuse me?
The pastor called.

His daughter was arrested.
Arrested?

Yeah. Get this,
for shoplifting.

She's in lockup.
He's waiting for you.

I just took a few things.

I was going to hand them out
at church to the needy.

I respect the impulse,

but this is not
your responsibility.

Ben, the value of the stolen
goods exceeds $1000.

Though she'll be
in juvenile court,

they're charging her
with grand larceny.

For toilet paper and rice?

They've trumped up charges
to get at me.

That's not true,
is it, Ann?

Okay, so I took a cell phone,
an MP3 player and some makeup.

No big deal.

I don't understand.

My friends have those things
and I don't.

Compared to them,
I'm needy.

No, Ann.

Companies that make those things
are as greedy as OneStop.

It's not the same.
Why not?

Why do you get to decide?
It's not fair.

What happens now?

Ann will be processed
and released within the hour.

You should take her home,

and then I'll see you later,
at your trial.

Judge Owen
is on the line again.

Is it a three-way
conference call?

Or maybe a party line?

Huh?
Just tell him I'm busy.

He invited you to dinner,
I said yes.

Wait. No, Teri.

Bingum. Insurance company's
lawyer asked for a meeting.

He is on his way.
That can only mean one thing.

Settlement.
Big settlement.

What's this? I see numbers
but no dollar signs.

It's Mr. Shayne's blood work
taken shortly before he died.

It shows the presence of a drug
called Clenbuterol,

which is illegal
in the United States.

Now, Miss Shayne
just so happens to have

a prescription for it in Canada,
where it is legal.

Make your point.

Phase-one trials suggest
Clenbuterol will help patients

with congestive
heart failure.

You would've done anything
to help.

Don't say anything.
You smuggled the drug,

and you medicated him
yourself.

How is any of this relevant?

Oh, it's probably not.

But Miss Shayne
is a registered nurse.

She acquired it
under false pretenses,

and I do think
the nursing board

would be very interested
to find out about all that.

But if Miss Shayne
drops the lawsuit,

the whole file just goes away.

You're blackmailing her?

I'm negotiating
on behalf of my client.

Officer Fellows,

some key evidence has
gone missing from the vault.

Like what?

I think you know.

Look, I found it.

Good work.
And keep your eyes peeled.

There's also a missing BMW.

Well, now
I need a ride home.

And cut there.
That was fantastic.

Let's take five, please.

There's this big
fundraiser tonight.

You wanna be my date?

Oh, I don't know...

It's at Brad and Angelina's.

What to wear.

Yes, I'm in.

Great.

Oh, my God.

Can you just excuse me
for just a second?
Yeah.

Fred, what are you doing here?
Stacy, we need to talk.

Well, I can explain.
You had two days to explain.

You had two days to tell me
why you kissed another guy.

Can we continue this
at home?

When you're back from your date
with Brian?

Stacy, I love you, but...

if you can't decide
who you want, then...

I don't wanna be with you.

Thank you
for helping me out.

You'd do the same for me.
Yes, I would.

You subpoenaed documents
on Elisa's case?
Right.

She doesn't wanna pursue.
Why are you pushing it?

Why aren't you?
This should be important to you.

To me? Why?

Because...

Um... Because it's a chance
to do the right thing, Parker.

The right thing is to respect
our client's wishes.

Elisa can't afford
to lose her job.

Maybe she doesn't have to.

If Practical Insurance
blackmails us,

we fight fire with fire.

That is why I requested
a list

of other claimants
within the rescission period.

If Practical sat on information
about Elisa's father,

they probably did the same
to others.

Precisely.
Not bad.

You wanna help us
comb through the files?

Yep. When Paris Hilton
wins that Oscar.

See you, Bingum.

Excuse me.

Hey.
How could you tell Fred
about Brian?

What? I-- I--
You, you, you what?

Fred knows everything.

You spilled the beans.
How could you do that?

Let's talk about
what's going on here.

Fred trusted you.

You threw him overboard

for the first C-lister
to come along.

Brian was rated A-minus
by EW.

BFD.

If you had been cast in a movie
with George Clooney,

and he put the moves on you,

are you saying
you wouldn't have?

I wouldn't have,
because I love Grayson.

Fine. You win.
But I have been your best friend

since New Kids on the Block
were new kids on the block.

And I expect you
not to betray me.

Stacy, I didn't tell Fred.

He saw you kiss Brian.

And as your best friend,

I practically begged you
to tell him the truth,

and you ignored me.

If you're so truthful,

why don't you go
into that room

and tell Grayson
who you really are?

I didn't think so.

What did Stacy want?

You know Stacy,
always making

a mountain
out of a broken nail.

You wanna talk about it?
Not really.

Okay.
Did you find anything?

I'm not sure.
I do have a question.

Okay.
Here's a list of claimants

that died within
a two-year period.

And here's Elisa's father.

Look what it says
in the last column.

"Paid"?
That's my question.

Oh, wait. Grayson,
this isn't even Elisa's policy.

Yeah, these numbers,
they're completely different.

Which means someone else
took out

a life-insurance policy
on Elisa's father.

Let me put this to you
delicately.

Where the hell is your client?

Your Honor,
I'm sure he's on his way.

Over an hour late. I request
a warrant for his arrest.

I have no choice. So ordered.

Your Honor, I think I know
where he might be.

Then you'd better go get him.

Thank you.

Over the past few weeks,

I've said some
controversial things.

I said them
not to be controversial.

Well, not just to be
controversial.

And I'm now humbled before you
as I confess I was wrong.

Over the past 24 hours,
I've come to understand

shoplifting will not solve
our problems

but only create new ones.

Every day, I'm awed

by what humanity
has accomplished.

When we come together,

we build towers that seem
to stand by faith alone.

But more importantly, together,
we build a community.

Our challenge as a community
and a congregation

is to ensure that none of us
become so desperate,

so invisible that our only
option for survival...

is to steal.

In the Lord's name.

Amen.

Amen.

I thought we had
an understanding.

You don't wanna go back
to court.

No, I think we can settle this
right here and now.

You've heard of the term
janitor's insurance,

when a corporation takes out
insurance policies

on their rank-and-file
employees?

It's a little controversial.
Yes, I know what it is.

FTH, the factory that employed
our client's father

engaged in this
controversial practice.

In fact, they took out
a policy on his life.

Not illegal.
Except...

under the doctrine
of collateral estoppel.

It is illegal
for Practical Insurance

to pay out one policy
and not the other

when the claims are identical,
which they are.

And thanks to our subpoena,

we know that our client
isn't alone.

You have something
on our client,

we have something on you.
You're blackmailing us.

We're negotiating
on behalf of our client.

We'll pay

as long as you don't go
to any other claimants.

We'd like a check
by the end of the day.

Wait a minute. Jane, I need
to speak to you outside.

Okay.

I can't take that deal.

What? Why?
You heard that lawyer.

I won't let my father's
friends and co-workers

be taken by that company.

Elisa, you need the money,
and you need your job.

If we reject their offer

and they report me
to the board,

I still get the insurance money,
right?

Probably.
But you'll lose your license.

Well, I can find another job.

I won't change my mind.

Okay.

Kim.

Pastor.

I think we're past that.

How'd you get me released
so quickly?

You did most of the work
in your sermon.

AUSA has offered deals
for you and your daughter.

No jail time
but plenty of community service.

I don't know
how to thank you.

Sorry.
No.

Don't be. Um...

I need to come clean
about something.

There's someone else.

Kissing me made you realize

how much you'd rather
be kissing him?

No. Yes.

Maybe.

I appreciate the honesty.

"The world is too dangerous
for anything but truth.

Too small
for anything but love."

The esteemed
Reverend William Sloane Coffin.

Oh, well...

"Thank you for being a friend."

The theme song
to The Golden Girls.

Jane?

I got your message.
Please, come sit down.

I'm so sorry,

but, as we thought,
the nursing board

is suspending your license
pending a full investigation.

Yeah.

At least I get to keep
the insurance money

and pay off some bills.
Yeah.

You know what?
Let's go get a drink.

Celebrate good news,
forget about the bad.

I would, but I gotta--

Oh.
You have to get home to Eric.

Yeah.

Are you sure
you don't wanna tell Parker?

Tell me what?

Um...

The bad news.

I heard,
and that's why I'm here.

While we fight to help you
keep your nursing license,

I'd like to offer you
a job here.

Really?
One of our temps quit.
It's mostly clerical.

I'll take it.
Great.

Let's go fill out paperwork
so you can get started.

Okay.

Jane...

thank you so much
for everything.

You're welcome.

Om...

Om...

What are you doing,
Stace?

I am trying to meditate.

But every time I close my eyes,
I just see Fred's face.

If you're going to yell at me
some more, don't.

I'm not gonna
yell at you.

He's gone.

He took all of his things,
even our toothbrush.

You share a toothbrush?

Well, not anymore.

Do you hate me too?

I'm just sad for you guys.

You know,
I thought you were so happy.

Did I make a huge mistake?

I mean, should I go find him
and beg for him to come back?

Are you ready
to give up Brian?

No, I'm not.

Are you going out?

Yeah.
Owen asked me to dinner,

not that he'd notice
if I didn't show up.

What?
I think we're just friends.

Which is fine.

Ooh. I gotta go.

Bye.

Bye.

Please, sit anywhere you like.

Preferably with me.

Did you rent out
the entire restaurant?

I'm friends with the owner.

Yes, you do have
a lot of friends.

Jane, you ever owned
a guinea pig?

That's an odd question,
Owen.

No, I cannot say
that I have.

Oh, they're fun, sweet,
very friendly.
Oh.

You put one with another one,
bam, they're best friends.

I'm kind of like a guinea pig.

Well, it's nice
to be social.

It's also nice to be with you.

Just you.

Something else
about guinea pigs.

Their neuroendocrine
stress response

is lowered
in the presence of a female.

Really? Hmm.
Mm-hm.

Am I lowering your
neuroendocrine stress response?

You are.

You're also making
my heart race.

♪ I don't believe in anything
But myself ♪

♪ I don't believe in anything
But myself ♪

♪ But then
You opened up a door ♪

♪ You opened up a door ♪

♪ Now I start to believe
In something else ♪

♪ But how do I know ♪

♪ If I'll make it through ♪

♪ How do I know ♪

♪ Where's the proof in you? ♪

♪ And so it goes ♪

♪ This soldier knows ♪

♪ The battle with the heart ♪

♪ Isn't easily won ♪

♪ And so it goes ♪

♪ This soldier knows ♪

♪ The battle with the heart ♪

♪ Isn't easily won ♪

♪ And so it goes ♪

♪ This soldier knows ♪

♪ The battle with the heart ♪

♪ Isn't easily won ♪

♪ And so it goes ♪

♪ This soldier knows ♪

♪ The battle with the heart ♪

♪ Isn't easily won ♪

♪ And so it goes ♪

♪ This soldier knows ♪

♪ The battle with the heart ♪

♪ Isn't easily won ♪

♪ But it can be won ♪