All language subtitles for Drop Dead Diva (2009) - S06E10 - No Return (1080p AMZN WEB-DL x265 Celdra)_track3_[eng]

See that
aspiring model there?

That's 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, Paul.

I used to think everything
happened for a reason.

Whoo!

Well, I sure
hope I was right.

♪ La, la-la, la-la-la-la

♪ La, la-la, la

Previously on
Drop Dead Diva...

Oh, look,
Owen and Grayson
are here.

Grayson! Grayson!

Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.

Where am I?

Grayson,
you're in the hospital.

Do you remember
what happened?

My boyfriend
is gonna propose,

and I'm not supposed
to know about it...

Congratulations. Thank you.

What's happening?

The bullet fragment
embolized and blocked
the pulmonary artery.

He's in V-fib.

All right.
Put the pads on now.

Roll him towards me.

Charging to 360.
All clear?

Clear.

Shock.

Asystole.

Check for pulse.

Negative. No pulse.

I'm calling it.

Time of death 5:17 p.m.

Sweetie, have you
packed yet?

I'm not going to London
with you, Stacy.

I just...can't do it.

You haven't left the house
for seven days

since Grayson's funeral.

I'm going back to bed.

No, Jane. Listen.

Right now,
I know what's best for you.

Stacy, you should
be with Owen,

planning your wedding.

Taking you out of town
was Owen's idea.

He's worried about you, too.

You're not gonna give up,
are you?

It's something I learned
from my best friend.

Okay. Fine.

Okay.

Hey.

Hey.

I need to talk to you

about Grayson.

What is there to say?

Owen, he was a dear friend
to me,

but we can't let his death

take down the firm.

Kim.

He was next in line
for partner, and now...

He's gone.

And for all
practical purposes,

Jane is, too.

We need to make a new hire.

Oh, my God.

Do you hear
what you're saying? I do.

And now I need you to hear me.

We're partners.

And if we can't fill the void,

the firm is in trouble,

and you know that.

We have to clean out
his office

and find a replacement.

You know I'm right.

Kim, there's a man
with a puppet in your office.

Yeah, I know.
It's my 10:00.

I got to go.

So nice to meet you.Hey, what about me?

Don't talk to him.
He's just my hired hand.

Micky, please.
I am so sorry.

Micky didn't get
enough sleep last night.

Okay. Uh, on the phone,

you mentioned that
you were having

some sort of problem
with KB airlines?

Micky and I perform
all over the country.

I no longer bag-check Micky

because, well, 10 years ago,
they lost him.

Oh, I wasn't lost.
I was in hell!

Or maybe it was Detroit.

Uh, I always get those two
mixed up.

I never want
to hear the words

"Let me check
your bag" again

unless it's followed by
"Turn your head and cough."

It took two days
to get Micky back.

And ever since then,

it is in my venue contract

that Micky gets his own ticket

and his own seat.

It's the least
those cheap bastards can do.

Well, 10 years ago,
when all this happened,

I enrolled Micky

under KB Airlines'

frequent flyer program

under the name

Micky Woodhead.

And they always gave
him his points

as long as I kept
buying him a seat.

Okay. Show her the letter.

Yeah, yeah.

So, only yesterday,

we get this letter
from the airlines

telling us that
we're in violation

of KB Airlines'
frequent flyer program.

They've cancelled
both of your accounts.

That's over
two million miles.

Look, the thing is,

Micky and I finally started
using those miles

to travel the world.

Help us, Obiwan Kenobi.
You're our only hope.

It sounds like
the airline is gonna argue

that your creation
of an account for Micky

constitutes fraud.

So why don't I set up
a meeting with KB Airlines

and we'll see about getting
both of your accounts back?

Then maybe you and me
can have dinner

somewhere romantic?

Yeah.

You're cute,

but I don't date clients

or...props.

Jane. Uh, what...

What are you doing here?

You're supposed to be
on your way to the airport
with Stacy.

I left my passport
in my desk.

How are you holding up?

I... I'm...fine.

Do you need to talk?

I'm not ready. Sure.

What?

What the hell
are you doing?

Uh, Owen asked me
to clean out
Grayson's office.

I didn't know
you were gonna be here.

This is not okay.

I will go through
Grayson's things.

No one else.

And it can wait
until I get back
from my trip.

I'm sorry. I thought
this would be easier.

Excuse me.
I'm Penny Hobbs.

I'm looking for
Grayson Kent.

He's representing me
in my defamation case.

Is everything okay?

Grayson was...killed
last week.

Oh, God.

We'll contact the court
and get a continuance.

Of course. I'm so sorry.

You know what, Penny?

We don't need
a continuance.

I'll represent you.

I'm... I'm sorry.
Who are you?

I'm Jane Bingum.
I'm a partner here.

And I...was
Grayson's girlfriend.

Penny, would you mind
waiting in reception

and give us
just one minute?

Of course.

Paul!

I thought I told you
to call the court clerks

and notify them
about Grayson

so they could notify
his clients.

I called the first clerk.

But I couldn't get
the words out.
I was too emotional.

Excuse me.
Paul, can you put the box
in my office?

And I'm gonna go
speak to my client.

No, no.
No, no, no, no, no.

You are in no condition
to work.

Grayson told me
all about this case.

It was important to him,

so it's important to me.

I'm up to speed.

You're up to speed?Yes.

A few months ago,
Penny's younger brother
was killed

when his car
was broadsided
by Tom Jessup,

a drunk driver.

Now, thanks to Tom's
high-priced attorney,

he was acquitted
and never spent
a single day in prison.

Now he is suing Penny

for $3 million
for defamation.

The drunk driver is suing
the victim's sister? Yes.

Penny was upset
that Tom literally
got away with murder,

and she decided
she had to do something.

Penny's a computer
programmer,

so she hacked into Tom's
employer's website

and posted the word
"murderer"

next to Tom's name

in the employee directory.

Now he's suing her.

Listen, Owen...

I need to represent her
for Grayson.

There's nothing you can say
that can stop me.

Hey.

I've been waiting in the cab
for 20 minutes for Jane.

Where is she?

Meeting with a client.

No, no, no.
We're going to London.

I'm sorry.
She's helping one of
Grayson's clients.

It's the first time
she's looked interested
in anything since he died.

Oh. Well,
then it's a good thing,

although I was
looking forward

to seeing the real
Downton Abbey.

Excuse me.

Owen. Hey. Oh! Hey.

Are you seriously
eating a doughnut?

I'm stressed out.

Is that doughnut helping?

I think it might be, yeah.

Owen, we had a deal.
You give up empty calories,

I give up buying
matching outfits
for the twins.

I'm a weak man, Stacy.

I want you to be healthy
for the babies.

I'll go to the gym tonight.
Hmm?

Ever since you
read that story
on shower fungus,

you've been terrified
of the gym.

You could lose a foot.

Thank you.Thanks for caring.

Now that your paperwork
is processed,

you'll be evaluated
to determine the next step.

I'm sorry,
but what's going on?

You died.

No, I didn't.

I mean, I was shot,
but the bullet
didn't kill me.

The bullet shifted
and entered
your bloodstream.

It wasn't
the doctor's fault

in case you're hoping
your relatives can sue.

This can't be happening.

Your supervisor
will explain everything.

Anyone here?

I'm sorry.

I bent down to tie my shoe

and realized
I was wearing loafers!

Oh, my God, you're Grayson.

Do I know you?

No... No. No. Why...
Why would you...know me?

Um, nice to meet you.
I'm Fred.

Grayson, I am so sorry
you're here.

You seem familiar.
Have we met?

No... No.

I mean, even if I
had been somebody's
guardian angel on earth

and we had just happened
to have met during that time,

your memory would
have been completely
wiped clean of me.

Just saying.

Look. I think there's been
some sort of mistake here.

I mean, I'm healthy.

We don't make mistakes.

Wow.
I'm reviewing your life,

and I am
delighted to see

that you were planning
on proposing to Jane.

She's an amazing human.

You know Jane? No. No.

It's just...
I'm reading the file,

which also says you were
friends with a, uh, Sta...
Stacy?

How is...
How is how is she?

Good.
She's getting married.What?

I'm guessing you don't know
Stacy, either?

No.

How could I possibly
know her?

I'm just
an intake supervisor.

Hmm.

Uh, anyway.

Uh, if you're ready,
I am happy to show you
to your afterlife.

Oh, no. I'm not going
to the afterlife.

I'm not done with this life.

Yes.

We, uh,
we get this a lot,

especially from
young lawyers.

No offense,

but attorneys tend to think
awfully high of themselves.

Uh, there is a lounge
down the hall.

They serve coffee
and blueberry muffins.

Take all the time
you need.

And when you are
ready to move on,

you just come on back
and see me.

My client, Penny Hobbs,

hacked into Tom Jessup's
corporate directory

and inserted the word
"murderer" next to his name.

We don't dispute that.

But truth is
a complete defense
for defamation.

And the fact
that the jury found

that Tom was not guilty
of vehicular homicide

is not the same thing

as the jury saying
that Tom was innocent.

His lawyer
played the system.

Don't let him play you.

Objection.

Watch yourself,
Miss Bingum.

Of course.

That man
convinced a judge

to throw out
a breathalyzer report

based on a claimed
calibration error.

But, see,
that report showed

that Tom's
blood alcohol content
was .18,

well over
the legal limit.

And Tom got away
with murder.

My client
didn't defame Tom.

She exposed the truth

even when
our justice system
failed to recognize it.

I'm asking you
to do the right thing here.

Find in favor
of my client,

a woman who...is grieving
for her brother.

Since your airline
has been accepting
my client's money

for over a decade
without objection,

you're legally estopped
from claiming

that Mr. Gerlin committed
any sort of fraud

by enrolling Micky
in the program.

That's right, lady.
You be estopped.

Not sure what that means,
but I like it.

It sounds dirty.

We're not revoking
Mr. Gerlin's miles
due to fraud

or even because Micky's
not a human being,

but rather for violating
our conduct policy.

I'm confused. MICKY: Yeah,
and I'm bored.

Why don't you
two ladies settle this
the old-fashioned way,

Jell-O wrestling?

Shh! Okay, fine.

We can make it pudding.

Mr. Gerlin and Micky
are offensive

and they've
harassed passengers.

It's all documented
by our flight attendants

in this incident report.

There's over
20 complaints here.

Micky and I have fun
with other passengers,

but we never meant
to offend anyone.

This report was prepared
by airline employees

and not actual passengers,
correct?

Yes, that's right.

Good.

We'll see you in court.

I was just
thinking about you.

Really? Because I was just
thinking about you.

I brought you a gift. Oh.

It's a Fit Clip.

A Fit Clip?

Mmm-hmm.
It measures your fitness
every step, every calorie

and then it sends it
to my phone.

How the heck
does it do that?

Computer magic
or tiny fitness robots.
I don't know.

So, whenever
you're feeling lazy,

just remember
mama is watching.

This is ridiculous.

How about this?

Every time
you hit the 4mile mark,

we'll do that thing
you like. What thing?

Long live the Fit Clip.

How was court?

Well, the jury
was sympathetic.

But without
the breathalyzer,

I need some
physical evidence

that at least suggests
Tom was drunk.

So...

Oh, God.

What is it?

It's, uh,
a wedding announcement

from the Newport
Cove Hotel.

Grayson knew that
I wanted to get
married there.

So he must have
cut this out of the paper,
I...guess,

and it got mixed up
with the files.

I'm sorry.

You know that
Princess Julia of Andora
got married there?

And Grayson and I
were watching the footage
of the reception,

which was leaked to TMZ,

and I said,
"What a perfect spot
for a wedding."

Excuse me.

This is Jane.

Oh, my God.

Okay. I...
I'll be right there.

Don't talk to anyone.

What happened?

My client was arrested
for criminal hacking.

She's in jail.

Your Honor,
KB Airlines has no basis
to void my client's miles.

Our passengers
were offended,

as documented
in the incident report.

That incident report
was filled out
by flight attendants.

We can provide
live testimony from
actual passengers.

Great. Let's get to it.

Miss Nagahara,
did my client
say anything to you?

Yes. I told Greg
that I'm from Hawaii,

and Micky asked
if he could "lei" me.

Were you offended?

No! It was hilarious.

I approached Greg
and told him

I'd seen his show
five times.

And Micky asked
if they could project
the inflight movie

off my head?

And were you insulted?

Oh, no. Not at all.

I got a chance
to talk to Micky.

Micky asked
if he could sit on my lap
so I could feel his wood.

Were you offended
at his overt
sexual harassment?

Oh, hell no.

I wish my husband
treated me that way.

Nothing further.

Are you seriously
charging my client
with criminal hacking?

Miss Bingum,
Penny breached the firewall
of a Fortune 500 company

and she admitted her crime
in open court...

Or, I should say,
you did that for her.

What are you
talking about?

You told the jury
that Penny hacked into
Tom's corporate directory.

I'm asking for
the maximum sentence,
three years in prison.

Oh, come on.
Penny's grieving
for her dead brother.

She still
violated the law.

Are you at least open
to making a deal?

I'll make some calls.
I'll get back to you.

Mr. Gerlin,
do you make fun of people?

We have fun with people.
There is a difference.

And did any
of the passengers
on any of your flights

complain to you
about your comments?

No. Actually,
there was some complaints

about Greg's flatulence
when we were flying
over Ohio.

His voice
isn't the only thing
he can throw.

Speaking of which,
Your Honor,

when you fart
under that robe,

do you float up
to the ceiling
like a hot air balloon?

All right.
I've heard enough.

As a society,
we sometimes take
ourselves too seriously.

Greg's act is harmless,

which is why
I'm ordering the airline

to restore
both of his accounts

with the full balance
of his miles.

Miss Kaswell,
you might want to
share this with your client.

It's a copy of the airline's
new carry-on policy.

No puppets over 24 inches
permitted in the cabin?

You've got to be
kidding me.

There's no rational basis
for this rule.

The 1978
Airline Deregulation Act
gives us broad discretion

to promulgate
any rule we want

so long as air safety's
not compromised.

Could we bring it up
to the judge?

You could,
but the airline's immune
from state oversight.

If Greg wants Micky
to fly on our airline,

it gets checked
with the luggage.

You admitted
in open court

that your client
committed hacking?

I was so focused
on the civil case,

I didn't even consider
potential criminal
implications.

I'm sorry.

I was upset and I wanted
to do Grayson proud,

and now I've just messed
everything up.

Excuse me.
Um, the ADA's office called.

They're offering a deal
for Penny.

One year in prison
in exchange
for pleading guilty.

Thank you.

I think you should
encourage your client
to take the plea.

I... I will.

If you want me
to take over the civil case,
I can step in.

Yeah.

I think that's
a good idea.

I don't know
what I was trying to prove
by taking this case.

I just thought...
If I could somehow win,

it would make
Grayson...happy.

But he's gone.

Come here.

They're offering
one year in prison

in exchange
for pleading guilty
to criminal hacking.

It is just so wrong
that I am in jail
and Tom is free.

How can that happen?

I'm so sorry, Penny.

I never should have
admitted that you
hacked the site.

I never tried to hide
what I did.

Regardless...

I didn't help you
yesterday,

which is why
I am gonna step away
from representing you

in your defamation case.

No! Jane.

The managing partner
is gonna step in.

You'll be
in excellent hands.

Nobody understands
what I am going through
better than you.

Losing Grayson
has...impacted my ability

to be effective counsel.

I'm so sorry, Penny.

I really am.

Kim! It's all
over the news.

What's all over the news?

Your client, Greg Gerlin,
was arrested at LAX

for violating
the Americans
with disabilities act.

He boarded a plane
with Micky wearing
a service dummy vest.

What an idiot.

Yeah, he claims
that Micky is
his seeing eye dummy

and insisted that
they both be let on
to the plane.

Well, now I have
two dummies for clients.

I got to go.

Are you crazy?

Pretending to be
handicapped

just so you could bring
your puppet on the plane?

Interesting. For once,
you don't have a retort.

Is everything just
one big joke to you?

Look.

I... I'm sorry.

I can't talk without Micky.

Are you serious?

Here you go.

Oh, thank God
you finally got here.

That evidence room
was like Oz!

I mean,
a sawed-off shotgun
named Bubba

tried to make me his wife.

Okay. What's going on?

Look. I've...

I've had this stutter
since I was a kid.

I... I went
to a speech pathologist,

and...and he used
puppets in his therapy,
and it worked.

I found that
as long as I was
working with a puppet,

my impediment went away.

How do you like that?
Of the two of us,
I'm the normal one.

The condition is called
Selective Mutism.

So, you never
weaned yourself off
the puppet?

Uh, excuse me.
We prefer to be called
mannequin Americans.

Uh, no, I never did.

I...actually,
I made a career out of it.

And the great thing is,
me and Micky never have
to be apart.

Call the police.
I'm not a willing participant.

This is good.

I can get
the criminal charges dropped

because you actually
have a disability,

which means the airline
can't keep you

from bringing Micky
on board.

I'll file a petition
with the court

and we'll get
Micky recognized
as a fluency device.

That is not gonna happen. Why?

I don't want to be
known as the stuttering
ventriloquist.

Greg, I can get
this case dropped.

There has to be
another way.

I...

Could try to argue
selective prosecution.

Uh, explain that
so that a dummy

or a member of Congress
could understand it.

Look, you are
a ventriloquist.

Micky is your puppet.

Mannequin American!

He's the tool
of your trade.

I need to find out
if the airline

is allowing
other professionals

to bring the tools
of their trade onboard

even if those tools
violate airline policy.

I'll have the judge
order discovery
and we'll go from there.

Owen is rocking
his cardio.

According
to his Fit Clip account,

he just burned
412 calories
in the past hour.

Yeah, I'm pretty sure
the purpose of that app

is not for you
to spy on him.

Ah! His calorie-burn meter
just spiked again.

He is a maniac!

Why is he
working so hard? Oh, well, because...

I told him that I would...

Would you do that?

I would.

Aw. Grayson would be happy
you're laughing.

Yeah, I know.

What's all this stuff?

Uh, Grayson's things
from the office.

Look.

A Legal Beagles
basketball trophy?

Yeah.

Oh, the Newport Cove Hotel.

Isn't that where
Princess Julia
got married?

I think that Grayson
was considering this hotel
for our wedding.

The clipping
must have gotten
mixed up in case files.

Well,
the Newport Cove Hotel
is the perfect venue.

Yeah. But not at
this time of year.

Why? What do you mean?

This couple got married
in January.

I have been there,

and the breeze comes
right off the ocean.

Look at the poor bride.
She didn't wear a bra.

Oh.I know.

It is so tacky.

That's why God invented
nipple covers.

Wait a minute, Stacy.

The day of the wedding
was January 15th.

That's the same night
my client's brother
was killed.

That's a weird coincidence.

I don't think that it is.

Grayson,
ready to move on? No.

First, I have
some questions.

You seem to know
a lot about Stacy,
Deb, Jane, me.

I'm very intuitive.

I knew we put Chaz Bono
in the wrong body
before anybody else.

Cut the act, Fred.

Jane told me
she was up here

and she pressed
a "return" button.

You know more
than you're letting on.

Okay. Look.

Um, the truth is

when Deb
went back to earth
in Jane's body,

I was her guardian angel
for a little while.

It was a job
imposed on me
because I screwed up

and let her press
the return button.

I'd like to see
that button.

I'm sorry.

Just recently,
they removed all of
the "return" buttons

from the computer
keyboards.

Do you realize
how hard it is to type

without a "return" button?

Oh, God.
I need to get back to earth.

I need to get back to Jane.

I'm sorry, Grayson.

I wish I could help you,
but...you have to move on.

The date
on the announcement
is January 15th.

That's the same night
Tom killed Penny's brother.

Grayson put this clipping
in the file on purpose.

I've been doing
a little research.

Turns out the bride
is Tom's first cousin.

And get this.

She was getting married
to Gunner Callaghan,

the police commissioner's son.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
That's huge.

I know.
See, I thought Tom
got away with murder

because his attorney
messed with the evidence.

But it turns out
the police were
protecting Tom

and protecting indirectly
Police Commissioner Callaghan,

who was responsible
for throwing the wedding
where Tom got drunk.

How is it that
we're just hearing
about this wedding now?

Because Tom said
that he was with
his girlfriend

having dinner
before the crash.

He never mentioned
a wedding.

And the police
didn't do any digging

because they were
covering for him.

If you go public,

you are gonna be
going against some
very powerful people.

Do you think
that scares me?

No, of course not.

You need to find a witness
that will confirm that
Tom was at the wedding,

lied about his alibi.

And given that the wedding

was for the police
commissioner's son,

I doubt any of the guests
are going to talk.

I don't intend to speak
with the guests.

In 2008,
the airline allowed

a cowboy to travel
with a miniature horse

even though the airline
had a "no horse" policy.

Does that count
as a tool of the trade?

Sure does. Nice work. How's it going?

We just found
a cowboy who travels
with a tiny horse.

Anything else?

Yeah, a scientist
who travels with
an ice chest of human brains

despite the airline's policy
against traveling with
human tissue.

That's good.

A couple of years ago,
I was in first class sitting
next to Master Tomahiro.

He's a world-class
sushi chef.

The airline let him travel
with his knives.

All right,
we got a tiny horse,

human brains,
and sharp knives.

Let's go see the judge.

Given that
other professionals
have been permitted

to bring their
tools of the trade
on to their airplanes,

we contend that
KB Airlines'

refusal to let Micky
board with Greg

constitutes
Selective Prosecution.

Hey, by the way,

what exactly
is a miniature horse,
and can I ride one?

Zip it, Micky.

Your Honor,
Miss Kaswell suggests

that Mr. Gerlin
was singled out
as part of some vendetta.

That's right.

A few minutes
before Greg and Micky
boarded the plane,

Greg tweeted a photo

with the caption
"Meet my seeing eye dummy."

A flight attendant
saw the tweet

and reported
the ADA violation
to the authorities.

Even so,
this is no more egregious

than what Miss Kaswell
presented

the horse, the brains,
the sushi knives.

Those exceptions
were all permitted

because those flyers
asked for permission
in advance.

However, Greg not only
failed to ask permission,

he flaunted his violation
on Twitter.

I told you
we should have
used Snapchat.

I've heard enough.

I agree with Miss Burke.

You should have
asked permission.

Charges against Mr. Gerlin
will remain in place.

What the...

Hey! What? Stacy.
Hey, what's going on?

Well, according
to the Fit Clip,

you're running right now,
uphill and fast.

Oh, that
that must be a glitch.

Where is it?

Where is what?

Do you really
want to upset me?

I am carrying
your babies! No.

Whew! Oh, God.

Whew!

Nothing like a 10k
to start the afternoon.

You gave the Fit Clip
to Paul?

I have been
monitoring Paul?

I... I felt bad
for the Fit Clip.

I... I thought
it needed some exercise.

You're never getting
the thing again.

No! STACY: Mmm-hmm.

No, no. No.

What's that thing?

Would I like the thing?

Maybe I could give you
that thing.

Sometimes I think
it'd be easier

if you could
give me that thing,
but sadly, you can't.

I hear it's your dream

to be married
at the Newport Cove Hotel.

As general manager,

I'm delighted to help
in any way that I can.

That's not why
we're meeting today.

Excuse me?

We're here
to discuss a lawsuit.

I represent Penny Hobbs,
whose brother was killed

by a guest of
the Callaghan Wedding
on January 15th.

I... I'm sorry.

You should be meeting
with our lawyers
and not me.

Why don't you
just hear me out?

Your hotel served
alcohol to Tom Jessup,

making you liable
for my client's
brother's death

under California host laws.

I need you
to produce an employee
who worked that night

to testify
that Tom was inebriated.

Otherwise, gosh,

I don't know,
we'll have to file a claim

for millions of dollars
and then, well, I don't know.

I guess we'll just see
what a jury has to say.

The Callaghan wedding
was attended by
an ocean of cops.

And I won't
force my employees

to speak up
against the police.

Well, in that case,
I'd like all your hotel
security footage

from the wedding,

and that includes
inside the banquet hall

and the parking area.

We have never shared
our security footage.

Oh, now, come on.
That's not even true.

When Princess Julia
got married,

someone from your hotel
leaked that reception
footage to TMZ

'cause I totally saw it
for, I'm guessing,
at least $5,000.

My deal is much better.

Leak the footage to me
or I'll sue.

It's up to you.

Great. You're back.

Yeah. I got a message
you wanted to see me.
I'm not moving on.

Not now,
not tomorrow, never.

Grayson... I'm not giving up
on Jane.

Glad to hear it.
Neither am I.

What are you
talking about?

I wasn't always the best
guardian angel to Jane.

Uh, I fell in love
with Stacy.

I goofed around a lot,

especially with Teri
in the office.

Truth be told,

I sometimes
put my own needs
in front of Jane's

and that was wrong.

I'm sure she forgives you.

I'm also the one
who told Jane

that you'd think
she was crazy

if she claimed to be Deb

and that if she ever hoped
to get you back,

you'd have to fall in love
with her as Jane.

And I did.

I love her, Fred. I know.

That's why I'm not
letting you move on.

I... I thought you said
there weren't any more
"return" buttons.

I found this in storage.

It was the last one.

It's still got
the button.

I'll probably get demoted
for this.

Or worse.

But I owe Jane...a lot.

Now, keep in mind,
this button is
a onetime deal.

They're gonna confiscate
this keyboard

as soon as they found out
what I've done.

Thank you.

So, how does it work?

Just, uh,
press that button.

Oh, and, Grayson...

Uh, give her a hug
for me.

Well, congratulations,
Mr. Social media.

Thanks to your little tweet,

you'll probably be spending
six months in prison
without Micky.

Ooh. While Greg's
in the big house,

how about you and me
play house?

Just us and
the miniature horse.

In your dreams, puppet.

Sorry to interrupt.

Uh, bad news.

Greg, the airline's
going to kill you.

What?

I was putting away
the airline discovery,

and I found this document
called "The Hit List."

Oh, a hit list.

Now maybe Ryan Seacrest
will pay attention to us.

Hey. How do you
get him to talk?

5,000 names
and yours is number one.

Wait. Why would the airline
want to kill me?

That doesn't make
any sense.

This isn't a hit list
in the traditional sense.

And, Greg, I don't think
your life is in danger.

But I do think
your trouble
with the airline

is about to fly away.

Hey, sweetie.
How was your meeting?

Well, I threatened
the hotel

and now we'll see
if they're really scared
of me.

Ah, did you give them
the old Jane Bingum
stare-down?

No, I get them
the Deb Dobkins
hair flip.

Trust me, they're scared.

What's going on?

I thought you
went cold turkey
on the baby clothes.

No. That deal's over
because Owen couldn't
keep his promise.

He's not wearing
the Fit Clip?

Worse.
He gave it to Paul.

How can I trust someone
who commits Fit Clip fraud?

Stacy, who cares?

Owen's just not
a big fitness guy.

I understand.

And maybe
I pushed too hard.

But he lied to me.

So now I intend
to buy enough
matching baby clothes

to dress our kids
through puberty.

Stace, let it go.

I can't let it go.
He tricked me.

Yeah. And who knows
how much time

the two of you
have left together?

So if you want
to spend it arguing,
I say, yeah, argue.

And it's really healthy
for your babies, too.

What? Your fiance is alive.

You're gonna have
a dream wedding
and a perfect life.

Isn't there
anything better

that you can do
than argue over
a freakin' Fit Clip?

Miss Burke, the airline
doesn't make money

when people redeem
their rewards points
on flights, correct?

We don't profit
from award travelers,

but we treat them the same
as paying passengers.

Can you please tell us
what a dead duck is?

That's outside the scope
of permitted questions.

Miss Kaswell,
care to explain
the basis of this question?

With pleasure.

I'd like to introduce
into evidence

an internal
KB Airlines memo
entitled "Hit List."

It contains the names
of 5,000 members

of KB's frequent flyer
program.

Next to my client's name,
as well as several others,

are the words "dead duck."

Miss Burke,
if you refuse to answer,

I will hold you
in contempt.

Dead ducks
are frequent flyers

who have banked
over a million miles

yet no longer
purchase new tickets.

And tell us
about the hit list.

The hit list memo
emphasizes the need

to discourage
these dead ducks

from continuing to book
award flights on KB Airlines

as they are costing
the airlines millions.

Your Honor, we contend
that by targeting
the dead ducks,

the airline
is engaging in...

Selective prosecution.

Damn right.Agreed.

I am dismissing
all charges against
Mr. Gerlin.

And I'm also
handing over this list
to the AUSA's office.

I'm sure they're gonna have
a field day with this one.

Oh, and unless
you want sanctions,

allow Mr. Gerlin and Micky
back on board immediately.

Yes! KIM: Thank you.

Your Honor, this is
the security camera footage

produced by
Newport Cove Hotel

from the night
of the Callaghan wedding.

Now, Tom Jessup claimed
that he was out to dinner
with his girlfriend.

But here is Tom
at the hotel bar.

Will Your Honor look
at the time stamp?

10:16 p.m.

And here is Tom
getting into his car
at 10:34 p.m.

My client's brother's car
was struck by Tom
thirteen minutes later.

Clearly, Tom was impaired
when this horrible crash
occurred.

You were the prosecutor
in a criminal trial.

How did you not
subpoena that footage?

Uh, because ADA Lowry

was a guest
at the same wedding
Tom attended.

In fact, here is
a still photograph
taken at the wedding

of ADA Lowry
doing a shot

with his good buddy
Commissioner Callaghan.

The prosecution
of Tom Jessup

was a joke
from the very beginning.

ADA Lowry, along with
Callaghan's police cronies,

never had any intention
of convicting Tom.

Mr. Lowry,
this is disturbing.

Your Honor,
we're asking that you order

a new criminal trial
of Tom Jessup.

Under double jeopardy,
Your Honor,

the defendant
cannot be retried
for the same crime.

Trial was fixed!

Which means that jeopardy
never attached.

I agree.

The District Attorney's
office would still need
to prosecute

and Your Honor
cannot force us
to do that.

Unfortunately,
the ADA is correct.

Well, maybe so.

But it is within
your discretion to appoint
a special prosecutor,

especially since
the entire DA's office

may be under
corrupt influence.

Would you consider
appointing one?

Hi, Tom.

I'm so sorry
to interrupt your evening,

but Tom has a date
with me tonight.

Are you crazy?

Do you know
who you're messing with?

Um, well, let's see.

Your first question
am I crazy, no.

I don't think so.

No, and your
second question...

Oh, do I know
who you are?

Well, yeah.
You're a murderer.

Oh, God.

Now let me
ask a question.
Do you know who I am?

You give up?

I'm the newly appointed
special prosecutor.

Officers, please arrest
Tom Jessup on the charges

of vehicular homicide,
obstruction of justice,

and criminal conspiracy.

Hey!

Hey. Seven more minutes
on this thing.

Owen, I know
you hate this machine.

Hate...is a strong word.
But in this case...

I love you so much

for sweating on this machine
just to make me happy.

And I want you
to be healthy

so we can live
a long life together.

But I never want
to put you in a position

where you have to lie to me.

No, I shouldn't have
given the Fit Clip to Paul.

I'm sorry.
That was just wrong.

I happen to know
another way to get
your heart rate up.

Oh. Oh!

Does it, uh, involve
that thing that I like?

It does...

If you do that thing
that I like.

Ooh.

Just so we're clear,
that thing you like,

I like doing it to you.

So how about
I take the rest
of the afternoon off

and we go back
to your place?

Or we could just
lock the door.

I'm all sweaty.

Pretty soon,
I will be, too.

Oh, my God,
I love you. Mmm!

Mmm.

I got to get the door.

Mmm-hmm. Mmm-hmm.

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

You got me out of jail
and you got justice
for my brother.

Well, Tom is going away
for a very long time.

And the police commissioner
and the ADA

are on a mandatory leave
subject to a full inquiry.

So my guess is
they will be joining Tom
in the slammer real soon.

My brother would have
really liked you.

I'm really sorry
for your loss, Penny.

And none of this
makes grief any easier.

Are you talking about me...

Or you?

Uh, well, I...
I guess I'm talking
about both of us.

You know,
Grayson loved you very much.

Did he talk to you
about me?

He said you were
the smartest, kindest,

most beautiful woman
he'd ever met.

I'm... I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to upset you.

No.

No.

No.

I just...
I just miss him...so much.

Good night, Jane.

Good night.

Hello?

This is operator 13
from Los Angeles
correctional facility.

I have a call
from a D-block inmate.

May I put you through?

Um, I guess?

Hello?

Hello. Who is this?

It's... It's me.

Sorry. I don't know
anyone at the facility.

Jane, it's me.

It's Grayson.

This isn't funny
and I'm hanging up. No!

Listen. It's me.

I...

I hit "return"
and I'm back.