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-Previously on Ally McBeal.
-Oh-Oh, don't-don't you--

Don't you even think
of shooting me.

[ Gasping ]

-Is there somethin' wrong?
-Something must be,

but I just don't know what it is.

Oh, it's probably just
the birthday blues.

-It's time for a change.
-What, you subpoenaed me?

Yes, I have. You've been subpoenaed
to sunny California.

-I beg your pardon?
-Oh, just a two-day R & R.

Los Angeles?

Well, we're looking to broaden
ourselves culturally.

Oh, my.

The headhunter said,
"Young, well-respected litigator

looking for an associate."

-Coretta.
-I don't think I can be a lawyer here.

That's too bad, 'cause in my mind
I'd already hired you and--

-You did?
-You're an actress.

-You could tell that?
-Yeah, I get a feel for people.

-I think I got a pretty good take on you.
-You do?

Are you willing to get in the same
room as your dreams, Jane?

-Okay.
-Why aren't you at your party?

Oh. Well, uh--Well, it seems to be
the year for skipping my party.

Well, he said he'd be back
after his deposition, didn't he?

He's gonna leave.

I get you. We're both
emotional surfer boys.

I'm making a point
with my tip, Larry.

Perhaps sharp enough to puncture
the surface you so love to glide on.

-Richard, I--
-Surf on your own time, slick boy.

This is Ally's day.
That's all I'm gonna say.

Yeah.

-Uh, I have an explanation.
-She's alone. No excuse.

[ Vonda ]
♪ My love must be a kind ♪

♪ Of blind love ♪

♪ I can't see anyone ♪

♪ But you ♪

♪ Whoa ♪♪

-[ Monitors Beeping ]
-Numbers?

Pressure's dropping--
70 over 40.

The patient's losing blood.
All right. Let's put her on bypass.

Heparin in?
All right. We're going on.

-Five units.
-Clamps... are... off.

Come on. Come.
There we go.

-Full flow?
-Full flow.

-Scissors. Pickups.
-CO2 up 71.

-Rate is dropping.
-Here you go.

Wait a minute.
Hold on a sec.

-This heart's been broken.
-[ Monitor Beeping Fast ]

[ Sustained Beep ]

-This heart's been destroyed.
-Awful.

-Terrible.
-I can't fix that. Waste can.

[ Mumbling ]

[ Gasps ]

[ Sighs, Clears Throat ]

♪ I've been down
down, down ♪

♪ I've been down this road ♪

♪ Walkin' the line
that's painted by pride ♪

♪ And I have made mistakes
in my life ♪

♪ That I just can't hide ♪

♪ Oh, I believe I am ready ♪

♪ For what love has to bring
Yeah ♪

♪ I got myself together, yeah ♪

♪ Now I'm ready to sing ♪

♪ I've been searching
my soul tonight ♪

♪ I know there's
so much more to life ♪

♪ Now I know
I can shine a light ♪

♪ To find my way back home ♪

-♪ Oh ♪
-♪ Hoo, hoo ♪

♪ Baby, yeah ♪

-♪ Hoo, hoo ♪
-♪ Oh, yeah ♪♪

It was a dream, Ally.

Dreams mean something, Renee.
Plus at dinner? I--

Yeah, something happened.

What do you mean
"something happened"?

Well, it was at one point
so... romantic.

And then the waiter brings this fruit
cobbler, which he ordered, by the way,

and as I'm eating it,
with every bite, his face fell a little.

And now either he doesn't like
the way I chew, or--

or something just... happened.

What do you mean,
it didn't happen?

The waiter brought the dessert
to the wrong table.

-What?
-Yes.

To a table where the man was endeavoring
to break up with his girlfriend.

As wrong tables go,
this was a--

a good one.

-So, now what?
-I don't know.

-Maybe it was an omen.
-What omen? It was a stupid waiter.

You don't find omens
in minimum-wage employees.

Just propose again tonight
and do it the old-fashioned way.

I think the dessert thing
was a little corny myself.

It was your idea.

'Cause you're
a corny couple. Really.

Ally and Larry? That's kind of
the way couples like you do it.

That or something
like skydiving.

Well, yeah, but my chute's
in the cleaners, otherwise--

Just ask her straight out.

Look her in her eyes and say, "Let's do
this for the rest of our lives." Hmm?

It doesn't get
any more romantic than that.

And she doesn't have to waste an hour

getting blueberry goo off the diamond.

[ Sighs ]
You okay?

Well, I'm a big believer in omens,
and my track record with marriage--

There's no such thing
as an omen.

-Hey, Larry.
-Helena.

Coretta? Helena Fisher.

-Uh-huh.
-Hi.

Hi.
Helena's my ex-wife.

-Is she?
-Mm-hmm.

-You free for lunch?
-Uh--

-[ Mouths Word ]
-Sure.

-[ Doorbell Buzzing ]
-You didn't have to fly out here.

All I wanted was advice.

Well, my wisdom in person
is tough to take, Jane.

Over the phone, you don't want it.
Uh, plus, you seemed pretty upset.

Well, if these pictures
get published--

-Tell me again how--
-Well, they were supposed to be, uh--

Sometimes when you do
love scenes in movies,

they need to see how well
your body photographs.

And so I was told
it would be a good idea to--

Well, my roommate, you know,
is an actress, and she did it too.

So--I don't know.

And now, uh, Maximum
wants to publish them?

If my father sees pictures
of me naked, Richard?

Okay. It does say here the photographer
maintains the rights of the pictures...

and is free, without restriction,
to publish them.

-Well, I never read that.
-Yeah.

He said it was just
a standard release form.

[ Sighs ] My grandparents
are all alive too.

One's very weak.
This would kill him.

Okay. Uh, may I see
the pictures in question?

Oh. Absolutely not.

Uh, Jane, if I'm gonna go
into court to try to stop this,

I need to know
what I'm talking about.

You know, I've seen
naked women before.

You've never seen me.

I'm your attorney on this.

You know, I'll view them
as your attorney.

Hmm? Okay?

Oh. Well, uh--

Uh, well--
[ Clears Throat ] First--

Oh! Uh, may I say, well, you have nothing,
uh, to be ashamed of here.

-Richard!
-Uh, no, they are artful.

-They don't show, uh, George W.
-George W.?

The--Uh, never mind. They are--
They're tasteful, Jane.

-They show my breasts. If my father--
-I'm just--

sees these.

-They're scheduled to be published?
-Next month.

Uh-huh. All right.

I'll schedule an immediate,
uh, conjunction, uh, hearing.

I'll move to suppress on the grounds
of them being unconstitutional.

Maybe we can, uh, scare them off
with a threat of "punitory" damages.

I--Well, I just wantto call my--
[ Clears Throat ] partner, uh, John Cage,

get his thoughts, see if there's
anything I haven't, uh, thought of.

It's called an injunction,
not a conjunction.

You can't move to suppress.
That's a criminal motion.

The Constitution has nothing
to do with a contract case.

And if you march into court threatening
"punitory" instead of punitive,

you've lost before you've begun.

You shouldn't be practicing law
without adult supervision, Richard.

Why'd you even go out there?

I told you, she sounded
like she was in a panic.

She was in distress. That's what it was.
Can I claim that?

-Uh, emotional distress?
-Oh, yes, yes.

Bring a "punitory" injunction
for emotional distress.

It's a contract case, Richard.

-Did she sign it?
-Uh, yes. Is that good?

-No!
-Okay. Don't yell at me, John.

Just give me some good law stuff.

Oh. Oh, my.
Uh, got--gotta go.

Oh. Hi. Uh, Richard Fish.
You are?

-Nicole.
-My roommate.

Oh, the--the roommate.

You also did, uh,
naked photographs?

Yeah.

Did they ever show up
in a magazine?

-No.
-Really?

I mean, that's, uh, excellent.

Uh, all right.
Uh, Jane?

I'm gonna schedule a meeting
with Maximum's attorney.

Nicole, I'd like you to
be there too, if possible.

And if we don't get satisfaction there,
then let's go to court.

You don't have to do
all this, Richard.

I just wanted a little guidance.

Well, I'm here,
and when in L.A., practice law.

Isn't that right, Nicole?

-He's funny.
-I told you.

-But he's old.
-Shut up.

What?

[ Barry White, Sped Up ]
We got it together, didn't we?

We've definitely got our thing together,
don't we, baby?

Isn't it nice?

We've got it together, baby.

-What was that?
-Uh, uh--You saw that?

Yeah.

Well, when I lost Barry, it was
perhaps because of attrition.

I didn't access him regularly, in part
because of the time consumption,

what with my full days.

So I started trying to conjure him up
at fast speed, since it takes less time.

It's really not important.
Did you want something?

No, no. I just, uh--

[ Sighs ]
I just came by to say hi.

-What's wrong?
-Oh, nothing.

No, it's just probably
one of those blue moods...

that I--I get.

-Specifically?
-Oh, work's been a little tedious.

-More specifically?
-Uh, I'm overtired.

-And precisely?
-Larry's gonna dump me.

-What?
-Yeah.

He's been acting a little,
uh, differently. Odd.

Like last night, he took me out
for this incredible romantic date.

Oh, well.
Sound the alarm.

Well, men sometimes do that to manufacture
feelings that maybe they've lost.

Oh, and at the end of the night,
he was somber,

like whatever the plan was,
it didn't work.

-Ally--
-No, I can feel that something is up.

Oh, and he just canceled lunch.

No, I feel it.
I feel that something is up.

Look. Come on.
I'm free for lunch.

First of all, you can't condemn

the institution of marriage
just because of us.

Why not?

-What are you afraid of?
-You want a list?

Sure, I'll take a list.

That it's arbitrary.
That it is temporary.

That it's ultimately
never fiduciary.

And with kids, add to this
burden that it be exemplary.

Okay. Something
without "ary."

That once you marry a woman,

you can't even list your feelings
without being corrected.

Okay, that's about me.

And that when a ring ends up
in the wrong fruit cobbler,

somebody somewhere is trying to tell you
something, and it's not the lousy waiter.

Would you bring me a canister
of whipped cream, please?

Sure.

And what about you suddenly showing up
at my door? That's not an omen?

Not when you call me the night
before and ask me to come by.

Uh--

Remember what
you'd do to me...

when I'd get depressed
and I couldn't see the good?

-Vaguely.
-[ Squirting ]

You'd say, "Hey.

The whipped cream is right
at the end of your nose."

Excellent.
I feel better.

I don't really feel
like ice cream.

Sugar high.

Now, Larry brought me here
on one of our first dates.

They have the most
amazing sundaes.

-Now trust me. You will make room.
-Okay.

We can split one.

How 'bout pizza?

[ Cash Register Beeping ]

Hey, Larry.

Ally, hi.

-This is Helena. Helena, Ally.
-Hello.

Hi. I thought we were watching
our cholesterol this month.

Helena's my ex-wife.

-Hey, John.
-Hey.

Your ex-wife? Oh.

Well, what are you talking
about over ice cream?

Oh, uh, well, um--

-Nothin'.
-Nothing.

Nothing over ice cream.

Great. Maybe you can,
um, talk under it.

[ Gasping ]

Hmm. Hmm.
Are-Are you done?

-Mm-hmm.
-Good.

[ Man ]
Oh, man!

Oh, this will
just warm you up.

[ Woman ]
Oh, man!

Oh. Oh.
Uh, it'll be one minute.

Take your time.

There we go. Okay.
Come on, John.

-[ Man ] Put him in the window.
-Bye now.

She seems nice.

She's a sweetheart.

[ Al Green ]
♪ I can think of younger days ♪

♪ When living for my life ♪

♪ Was everything
a man could want to do ♪

♪ I could never see ♪

♪ Tomorrow ♪

♪ I was never told ♪

♪ About the sorrow ♪

I have a problem
with good-byes.

I think it would be better if I could
just skip ahead to the--

♪ And how can you mend ♪

-♪ A broken heart ♪
-Okay.

That dream you had
where I left with a note?

-That'd be exactly what I'd do.
-Larry.

I can't handle good-byes, okay?

So just--If you can
bear with me on this,

just know that I love you
and I'll be back.

Okay.

And I'll swing by on the way,

you know, and just real quick
and then I'll, uh--

Now, I won't say good-bye,
but I'll just--

-Leave a note.
-Yeah.

♪ And how can you--♪♪

-The ex-wife?
-Yes.

What were they doing,
kissing?

Well, they certainly
weren't at odds.

Sorry to have called you,
but she won't let me in.

-[ Knocking ]
-Ally!

-Just go away, please.
-Come on.

-Honey? Let me in.
-No.

Going to work.

Well--

You didn't even
talk to her?

I didn't have much of a chance, Coretta.
I was--I was--

-You have to talk to her.
-Yes, I plan to!

But I thought perhaps
I'd do it without hot fudge hair.

Nuts. I hate
when they put nuts on it.

-It's another omen.
-Oh! Enough with the stupid omens.

It's a good sign when a woman
dumps ice cream on your head.

It means she loves you.

I told you not to have lunch
with your ex-wife.

Be grateful you weren't having soup
when Ally saw you.

And whipped cream
on the nose?

What's up with that?

Sounds like you deserved it,
fudgehead.

-Coretta.
-Go talk to her.

[ Exhales ]

-A contract is a contract, Mr. Fish.
-Except when it's not.

Fishism. Look, Hank.
Can I call you Hank?

I suppose. But it isn't my name.
It's Henson.

That's my first name.

Why don't you call me
by my last name? It's Line.

One syllable
and about as easy to remember

as the requirements for a valid contract--

agreement, bargain
for consideration and signature.

All of which we have here.

Well, uh, she didn't know
what she was signing.

Well, whether that's true
or not, I don't know.

The very point of a signature is to
presume the party's intent of agreement.

Please don't talk to me like
I never went to law school.

Did you?

Off and on, many times.
Take off your shirt, Nicole.

-Uh--Well--What's going on?
-My client's roommate.

She posed for
the very same photographer.

She signed the very same release.

-Now, I ask you.
-You ask me what?

Well, if-if she was never put in Maximum--
uh, look at her--

what real expectation did my client
have of being published?

Meeting of the minds, Hank.
She didn't know what she was signing.

-I mean, just look at her.
-The--

This is your legal argument?

That since her friend
wasn't put into Maximum--

Please, Mr. Line.
My father will disown me.

Young lady, the reason
these photo--Uh--

[ Clears Throat ] Would you
please clothe yourself?

The reason photographers
take these pictures...

is in the hopes that we will speak
to them and pay for the publishing rights.

-But I didn't know that.
-Have a heart.

What law school did you attend?
We're now down to "have a heart"?

What law school did you attend
if it extinguished yours?

I have a conscience,
Mr. Fish, and it will be tested...

when I try to bill my client
for this ridiculous conference.

It was nice meeting you.
And of course, you too, Nicole.

[ Sighs ]

You are making the biggest mountain
out of the most infinitesimal molehill.

So he had dessert
with his ex-wife.

Coupled with my psychic feeling
that something is up...

and along with the fact that she was
dabbing his nose in sex cream.

-Whipped cream?
-It was sexual. You saw it.

And couple that with his
very strange behavior last night.

-Tripled.
-What?

You can't couple three things.

You got your ice cream,
your whipped cream and his behavior.

That's three.
It's tripled.

That's--

Quadrupled with him
canceling lunch.

-Wouldn't it be best to just talk to him?
-Why?

-So what? So then he can just lie and--
-He's not gonna lie.

-If he would cheat, he would lie.
-He didn't cheat.

John, he canceled lunch with me

so he could get
whipped creamed by her.

-Well, uh--Ally!
-No, I don't trust him, John.

That's what this is all about.

If I trusted him,
none of this would bother me.

I-I think you really need
to talk to him.

Well, I did.

I called him
20 minutes ago.

Okay.
Well, how did it go?

Not well.

I broke up with him.

It wasn't your fault.
I signed the contracts.

You did the best
you could, Richard.

-Wasn't he good?
-I thought he was funny.

You know what? You and I need
to go out and hustle tonight.

-You should see him do the Hustle.
-I bet he's funny.

Seriously, Jane, I'm a better businessman
than I am an attorney.

I run a business of law.

I get others to do the legal
work, and I get the money.

That sounds kinda smart.

I have a motion scheduled
for--for 3:00.

Let's go in, take one last shot.

Will I have to take
my shirt off again?

No. We'll save that for appeal.

He's funny.

Why'd she dump you?

Because she doesn't trust me,
Coretta. She thinks I lie!

-That's just a man thing.
-A man thing?

All men lie and cheat.

How can you take it personal?
She's--

Thank you, Coretta.

Is this the kind of counsel
you give your clients?

Larry, women have
insecurities about infidelity.

Most of them
have been cheated on.

Statistically,
most husbands stray.

Men have insecurities
about losing control.

And when two people are about
to marry, all those fears just rise up.

That's what's going on here,
and that's all that's going on.

I believe all that,
Coretta.

The problem is she doesn't know
anything about marriage.

Okay. True.

-Well--
-I have an ex-girlfriend

who's the mother of my child.

I have an ex-wife
that I'm still close with.

These women, however much I failed them,
they're still in my life.

And the reality is that's not gonna
work for Ally. Not now.

Or probably ever.

You know what, Larry?

-You're sounding a little like a loser.
-Well, you would be wrong.

On relationships,
I'm a two-time loser.

Maybe I'm just afraid
of strike three.

-[ Larry ] Help you?
-[ Ally ] I'm looking for Tracy.

Oh, she doesn't work here anymore.
She moved to Foxborough.

Foxborough?

She didn't tell me
she was moving.

You wouldn't be Ally McBeal,
would you?

Yes, I would, actually.
How did you know that?

She took all her files
except one.

Ally McBeal. It's a catchy theme song,
by the way. I'm Larry Paul.

[ Gasps ]

What are you doin'?

Uh--Oh, um--
Thinking.

Now, I knew the first time
I ever met him, Renee,

that that man would either
make or break me.

No man is capable of doing either
with you, Ally, and you know that.

No, you're right.
You're right. You're right.

Whenever you'd get like this,
we'd always have ice cream.

But under the circumstances.

[ Chuckling ] Under the circumstances,
I'm gonna go to work.

-[ Ling ] They broke up?
-That's the rumor.

-How awful.
-I don't think he ever got over me.

-You don't think he got over you?
-We had a date, remember?

She's what men want, Mark,
if they can't have me.

Yes, I keep forgetting what
fantasies you both are.

[ Bell Dings ]

[ Conversations Stop ]

What?

Is she devastated? Is she crushed?
Is there anything I can do?

-Just knowing you're there, Ling.
-[ Cell Phone Rings ]

Hello? What do you mean
you're going into court?

Yeah, I got it all
at Radio Shack, John.

I've got a miniature earpiece,
and the mic, uh, fits on my lapel.

-It should be easy.
-Well, don't--

Don't be ridiculous, Richard.

I can't argue your case
for you over the phone.

No. You-You don't.
You feed me the arguments.

Uh, just like that, uh, show--
Uh, what was it?

Cyrano de Burger,
uh, King. Whatever.

Why don't you just
get another lawyer?

'Cause Jane wants me,
and I want you. It's just a motion.

You'll hear what the other lawyer says,
then just tell me how to respond.

Come on. If I win,
I might get, uh, sex.

Is that right, Jane,
or am I overstating?

You might.

Uh, do you hear that, John?

The mic, uh, pick that up?
We're a team.

-Richard--
-Oh, okay, bad connection.

I'll call you back from court.

Yeah.

Yeah, you know,
he loves the idea.

What?

You really are so sweet.

Oh, I don't know.

-I wish I could pay you.
-Oh, are you kidding?

Seeing you, those naked pictures--
That was enough.

Yeah, well,
if my father sees them--

You know, he said when I told him
I was going to L.A.--

He said I'd end up
compromising myself.

Now, look--

The truth is, I shouldn't
be out here, Richard.

I'm not a good actress,
at least not yet.

I should be doing theater in Ohio
or somewhere, getting more training.

Jane, I'm sure you're
an excellent actress.

Are all men in Boston
as sweet as you?

No.
That would be an ache.

[ Exhales ] Uh, we should go to court.

-Okay.
-Okay. Yeah.

-[ Phone Rings ]
-[ Mrs. McBeal ] Hello?

-Hi, Mom.
-Ally, something's wrong.

No. No, I am just
calling to say hi.

-Are you sure? Is it Larry?
-No, every--everything is fine.

Larry is--He's--He's fine.

-Everything is--No, how is Daddy?
-Ally, something's wrong.

No! No, no.
Well, okay. Okay.

Maybe I'm a little tired,
but I was--

I was really just
thinking of you, and I--

Ally?

I was! No. Why does there
have to be something wrong?

Maybe this is why kids
don't call their parents to say hi--

because every time they do
they get the third degree, okay?

So next time I'm gonna write,
okay? Love you.

Ally?

[ Exhales ]

-He here?
-Conference room.

-How's he doin'?
-They broke up.

Uh, Coretta, could you go out
for some coffee or somethin'?

Give me a minute?

Sure.

Maybe I can, uh, bring you back
some ice cream.

[ Both Mock Chuckling ]

Last night you're ready
to propose marriage.

Now you two are suddenly
not right for each other?

That's right.

You have to recognize how--

I-I really don't need you
chargin' in here

with your two cents now, so--

Well--[ Clears Throat ]

Perhaps then you shouldn't
have called for my two cents.

Lesson learned.
You know, thanks for--

You go from marriage
to busting up? That's "A" to "B"?

-Yes.
-Doesn't that strike you

as a little crazy?

Yes. It's crazy.
It's insane.

The idea of me proposing
was insane.

And it's in these acts
of insanity, Helena,

that you get your most
vivid hits of clarity.

The sanest people in the world,
they're on the precipice of nuthood,

and I was there last night with my little
ticket stub to the rubber room.

That was me! You got one, two, three,
four, five, six pockets in the table.

Pockets that mark the difference
between a gentleman and a bum,

with a capital "B" and that rhymes
with "P" and that rhymes with "me,"

and that rhymes with me and that rhymes
with me and--and--

It's not her, it's me.

[ Exhales ]

Okay. It's you.

Given that you're on
the precipice of clarity...

with your little... ticket stub,

how's life so far without her?

What are you doing?

I'm about to argue a motion,
so if you don't mind--

-In here?
-No, in California.

It's a long story.

We're about to go any second,
so if you'd please excuse--

How can you argue a motion
in California?

3217, Wilco versus
Maximum Publishing.

Uh, Richard Fish
for Jane Wilco, Your Honor.

We'd be seeking a temporary restraining
order to prohibit the defendant...

from unlawfully exploiting
pictures of my client.

There is nothing unlawful about it.
We have a signed contract.

If you'd permit me
to finish, Mr. Line?

Certainly any valid contract
presumes a meeting of the minds.

Here there was no such meeting.

My client had no idea
what she was signing.

The reason we require
signatures, Your Honor--

Is to create the presumption
of an agreement.

But like any presumption, it's rebuttable.

And I have my client's signed declaration
before you to refute the presumption.

So it's signed. Are we to
conclude she understood

what she was signing there,
but not here?

Who is this putz, Richard?
He sounds like--

Who is this putz, Richard?

-He sounds like--
-[ Squeals ] Richard!

Oh. Bygones.

The reason we have the statute of frauds,
the reason we call for signed contracts...

is to avoid this very debate--
what did the party really intend?

[ John ] All right now. That's a good
point. Let me think just a second here.

Uh--Richard, can you
make your nose whistle?

Just buy me some time.

Uh, Your Honor, uh, Martin Luther King
once said, "I have a dream."

And he climbed that mountain
with Abraham Lincoln.

And Teddy Roosevelt had
a big, big, big, uh, stick.

Oh, balls.

What relevance does
any of that have?

Uh, none, Your Honor.
Absolutely none.

-About as much relevance as--
-The statute of frauds.

Or counsel's repeated references
to standard contract law.

And since we're not dealing with
a standard contract dispute,

-every matter should be decided on--
-On a case-by-case basis.

And here I'd ask Your Honor to consider
the particular merits of this case.

Here we have a large magazine
going up against Jane Wilco--

[ Woman's Voice ]
Hi.

-Who are you?
-Uh, who are you?

-Who am I?
-Uh--

I'm completely naked right now.
What are you wearing?

-Ma'am, could you get off the line?
-Don't you like naked girls?

I'm very fond of naked women,
I-I assure you.

But, uh, hello? Uh, John, hello?
[ Blowing ]

We've been cut off.

Oh, my God.
He's on his own.

-[ Blowing ]
-Mr. Fish, are you all right?

Uh--

[ Laughing ]
Well.

[ Clears Throat ]
I'm, uh--uh--

I'm a little lost,
uh, truth be told.

Like I said, uh,
I'm fond of naked women,

but it should be the woman's right
as to whether she gets naked,

especially to the world.

Jane Wilco did not agree to be published
in a national magazine.

But, Mr. Fish,
there is a contract here.

Your Honor, when you, uh,
park your car in a garage,

you get a ticket with a lot of, uh, legal
language and disclaimers on it.

You go to a ball game, there's waiver
of liability language

on the back of the stub.

There's legal language
contract stuff all around us.

That doesn't mean it's read,
much less understood.

The Constitution grants us
inalienable rights here.

Are you a real lawyer?

Why does everybody
keep asking me that?

You know, why should
that make any difference?

Why should it
make a difference?

A lawyer should know
what a contract is.

A lawyer should know that when a contract
is signed, it creates vested rights.

But to hear you speak,
Mr. Fish,

I would think that you were a layperson
who did not know better.

-Exactly, Your Honor.
-"Exactly"?

Jane Wilco is simply a layperson
who didn't know any better.

Maximum had legal counsel.
Jane didn't.

If you read this contract,

it's drafted so the layperson
couldn't possibly understand it.

The fundamental tenant contract law
is based on, Your Honor, is fairness.

Simple fairness.

Her life will be severely compromised
by the publication of these photos.

How fair is that?

[ Chuckles ] It, uh--It was just
ice cream with Helena.

Nothing more.

It should go without saying,
but clearly it doesn't, so I say it.

It might have gone more
without saying...

if you hadn't canceled lunch...

or if you had told me why
you were canceling and who for.

Well, the subject matter was you.

The subject was me?

Well, um, what does she know about me,
Larry? I've never even met her.

Well, the subject,
I suppose, was... ostensibly about you.

But I guess I needed
to talk about me.

And?

[ Chuckles ]

The thing is,
I don't really trust myself.

Look, I failed as a father.
I failed as a husband.

I would be lying if I said I
understood what makes me fail.

The biggest lie of all...

would be to say
I'd never fail again.

[ Vonda ]
♪ Sometimes I wonder ♪

-♪ If I'm ever gonna make it home again ♪
-[ Sighs ]

♪ It's so far and out of sight ♪

♪ I won't be happy
till I see you alone again ♪

♪ Till I'm home again
and feelin' right ♪♪

He's... probably just
going through something.

No, he-he seemed erratic,
Renee.

No, he--No, he didn't
even seem like himself.

Well, if he's emotionally--

-He's gone.
-He's not gone.

-He leaves notes. Did you know that?
-Sorry?

He can't deal with good-byes,
so he leaves notes.

I'm gonna get a note.

[ Vonda ] ♪ We can't play
this game anymore ♪

♪ But can we still be friends ♪

♪ Can we still be friends ♪

♪ Things just can't go on like before ♪

♪ But can we still be friends ♪

-♪ Can we still be friends ♪
-♪ We have something to learn ♪

-♪ Now it's time for the--♪♪
-[ Gasps ]

-Hey, lady!
-"Hey, lady" yourself.

-Mom!
-I was on my way to your office.

Why?

Well, when everything's
that fine, a mother worries.

Oh.

What's wrong, honey?

It's--

It's okay.

I agree with you, Mr. Line.

The reason for signed contracts
is to presume the party's intent.

But... she was not
represented by counsel,

and Mr. Fish makes
a good point here.

This contract is very legalese.

It was not meant to be
understood by a layperson.

And given the potential
for damage to her life,

-I'm not going to hold her to it.
-[ Grunts ]

The contract is voided.
The plaintiff's T.R.O. is granted.

-Richard!
-Excellent.

My winning streak
extended to one.

-How can I ever thank you?
-Uh, sex?

You know, Richard, you're
no better of an actor than me.

You didn't fly out here
and do all this for sex.

You did it because you're kind
and you're sweet.

-So sex is out?
-Tonight we're gonna hustle.

-Then go from there.
-Yeah, yeah, I'm on the 2:00 flight.

-But you just got here yesterday.
-You know, that's me.

-In and out--Just like sex.
-Well, you can't just leave.

You did that last time.

Uh, Jane, last time
it was wise for me to leave.

This time, it's necessary.

Ally, you just
broke up yesterday.

I think you can let a little time pass
before declaring it final.

It just feels so final.

Have you decided?

Oh, uh, we're not eating,
thank you.

Could I get you
something to drink?

We're not drinking either,
thank you.

We're here for the ambience.
Could you beat it, please?

You know, I just--
I feel so embarrassed.

Why?
For loving somebody?

You know, I don't know.
I saw myself

pushing a baby carriage
down the street today.

And I thought, well, okay,
sometimes I just crave what--

You remember when I used to stand
in front of the mirror...

-and recite Gloria Steinem?
-Yeah.

I used to do that to distract myself
from being so miserable...

because Billy, um,
didn't call me and, um--

"Sex and race, because they are
easy visible differences,

"have been the primary way of organizing
human beings into--

[ Together ]
superior and inferior groups."

Well, I have believed
in these words all of my life.

So now I just--I feel
really embarrassed...

that I'm--
I'm so incomplete.

You think wanting a family
makes you a lesser person?

You know, not that you've ever
made a habit of accepting

any wisdom from me, Ally,

but... family's everything.

It's where the strong live,
and it's... where they love.

Oh.

[ Sniffling ] I'm--I'm not sure
that I can live without him.

Ally.

You're the toughest person
I've ever met.

And I hope things work out with Larry
because I--I really do like him.

Even your father does.
But if they don't?

You'll go on.
That I know.

The manager says if you're not
going to eat, we need the table.

I'll give you the table.

Would you like something
to start with?

Perhaps a chair?

Why don't you at least
take the red-eye?

-I could teach you to surf.
-Really? No.

[ Grunts ]
Why are you such a tease?

You promised next time
you came you'd stay longer.

What's that look?

Are you mentally undressing me?
'Cause I'll give you the pictures.

Were you serious about
wanting to do theater?

Why?

Because Boston
has theater.

What are you saying?

I'm saying I could give you
a job in my law firm.

That way you could support yourself
while, uh, taking acting classes...

or when working
on the stage.

-I'm not about to move in with you.
-[ Laughing ]

No. I'm not--I'm not ask--
I'm not asking you to move in with me.

I'm--I'm saying Boston's
a good theater town.

And you know
somebody there.

[ Bell Dings ]

-Ally. Larry Paul--
-Uh, you know, um--Mmm.

Elaine, I don't want
to hear his name.

And if he calls,
um, I'm not here.

Not-Not now,
and... not ever.

Well, he just came by to see you.

Oh.

Well, what did he say
he wanted?

He dropped off a note.

Don't you want
to open it?

[ Exhales ]
No, I--I know what it says.

[ Woman ]
You stinker!