All language subtitles for Drop Dead Diva (2009) - S01E01 - Pilot (1080p AMZN WEB-DL x265 Celdra)_Subtítulos01.ENG

*Ooh, whoa oa oa oa

* It's my day, it's my time

* You'll get yours
I'll get mine *

* Oh

* Whoa, whoa-oa

* Let's go

* Yeah, yeah

* Good for you, good for me
Ooh, yea-a-a-h *

* Good for everybody

* Oh

Do my knees look fat?

What?

I don't know.

Maybe I should
just wear pants.

Deb, you don't get nervous.
What's going on?

Y-You didn't
answer the question.

You and your knees
look perfect.

Breakfast?

Only a--
Grapefruit, two Splendas.

Deb, you got to relax.
You kill at auditions.

A prize model
on the Price is Right

is not just an audition.

It's a career.

And with knees like yours,
it's a lock.

* Big girls don't cry

* Big girls don't cry

* Big girls

* Don't cry-y-y-y

* My, oh, my

* My girl

Jane.
Hey, Teri.

You didn't go home...

again.

Good morning.

Oh.

Jane, we have Marcus Newsom
this afternoon.

Yes, Kim, I know.

I've been working
on our brief.

It's your suit. The client
was here yesterday.

And at $300 an hour, we should
at least be wrinkle-free.

And how many hours
did that purse cost?

Herms.
Ostrich leather.

There's a two-year wait,
but I pulled some strings.

And, Jane,
for what it's worth,

no one under 50
wears a brooch.

Herms bitch.

Tv ANNOUNCER:
You and your guests
can have fun

with this new karaoke machine!

Vocopro's duet
easy-to-use digital...

Did you find it?

One bottle of ironic taffy
behind the Pepto.

Oh, thank you, thank you,
thank you.

You really think it's lucky,
huh?

Eh, I had it on
when I met you.

I'd call that lucky.

Why are you wearing
your interview tie?

Babe, for the third time--

You have a final interview
with the new firm

with the better
partnership track.

The tighter the knot,
the broader the shoulders.

What would I do
without you?

Oh, Lanisha thinks
she is all that

with her hip
dip/shoulder swoop.

Grayson, check this out.

I call it
the toe tap/booty bounce.

That's better than Lanisha,
right?

She'll want
to claw your eyes out.

You always know
what to say.

Drew carey:
Thanks for playing, too.
Congratulations.

Kim hosted a cocktail party
last night

for the partners.

She was supposed to be
helping me.

Yeah, well, you are smarter,
you work harder,

and our clients
actually like you.

But she does know
how to work it--

Teri, I can't have
this conversation.

Not right now.

I'm worried about you.

Well, worry about
the Middle East.

I'm fine. Really.

I got to get back--

To work. I know.

Damn it.

Teri.

Teri?

Jane.

Lady, get your ass down.

Apparently, this gentleman
has an issue with Parker.

Your boss slept with my wife.

I didn't know
she was married.

Look, sir...

* Hey, na na, hey, na na

* Hey, na na, hey, na na

* Hey, na na, hey, na na

* Hey, na na, hey, hey

* Hey, na na, hey, na na

* Hey, na na, hey, na na

You got Deb.

Scott dumped me.

Oh, Stacy.
Oh, I'm so sorry.

He said I was...
I am...

shallow.

Hello? Has he seen the indie
movies in your Netflix queue?

Watch it!

Sorry.

Deb, I can't afford this place
on my own.

Maybe you should get,
like, a job.

I'm a model.

And a damn good one.

But you haven't worked
since the JC Penney spread.

That layout was printed
on recycled paper.

The grain added 10 pounds.

Being green can be so cruel.

Listen, sweetie,
after I rock my audition,

I'm gonna swing by and --

Deb?

Can you hear me now?

* Hey, na na, hey, na na

Okay, call me back.

* Hey, na na, hey, hey

* Hey, na na, hey, na na

* Hey, na na, hey, na na

* Hey, na na, hey, na na

Ms., uh...Dobkins, I'm Fred.
I'm your gatekeeper.

Apologies
for your sudden demise.

Demise?

It's a lot to process.

Um...follow me.

So, this is
the pearly gates?

You sound disappointed.

Well, it's just I expected
puffy clouds, a few angels,

maybe even a harp.

Not important.

I really need
to get back to Earth now.

Come on...sweetie.

Have a seat.

What are you doing?

Uh, reviewing your life.
You know, heaven or hell.

Whoa. Whoa!
Hold on a second.

I've never seen this
before.

Ms. Dobkins,
according to my records,

you have not done
a single good deed or bad act

in your entire life.

You are
my first adult 0/0.

You know, I am a good person,
all right? Lots of deeds.

Ms. Dobkins, I've seen
a lot of bad people,

and you're not
one of them.

But you're not
one of the good ones, either.

Based on our brief
period of time together,

I would conclude
that you're simply shallow.

Shallow?

Well,
who do you think you are,

in your dress-for-less shirt
and your poly-yesterday pants?

You're rude, and I am not
gonna sit here and take it.

Yeah, well, what are you
gonna do about it, right?

Let's find out.

Gel.

Clear!

Wait a minute!

She is one lucky lady.

Bullet just grazed her.
Didn't require a stitch.

But the EKG.
She flatlined.

There must have been some kind
of short in the monitor.

It's happened before.

You a friend?
Uh...sure.

Temporary amnesia
is not uncommon

with a slight concussion,

so we'll be keeping her
under observation.

Wake up!

I just had
the strangest dream.

It wasn't a dream, sweetie.

Fred?

Why do I feel bloated?

Oh!

Oh...my...God.

You sent me to hell?

Relax. Your soul entered
a recently vacated vessel.

Your old bod--
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

I'm going back to sleep,
and when I wake up--

Her name--
Now your name. --is Jane.

Okay.

This doesn't work for me.

I've never been
more than a size 2,

and that's only 'cause
of the freshman 15,

which is why
I quit community college.

So, who do I
have to talk to?

Look on the bright side:
you're alive.

Oh, and not only
do you get Jane's body,

but you get her brains, too.

Her I.Q. Is off the charts.

Fred, tell me
how to get "me" back.

You are Jane...

now and forever.

Everything you need to know
about her--

Uh, about you.

-is in here.

A Mossimo bag from Target?

Jane's purse: wallet,
license, business cards.

She wears a brooch.

Nobody under 50
wears a brooch.

So buy a new bag,
buy new jewelry. I don't care.

One rule: you don't
tell anybody about this.

You got it?
Why?

Because people will think
you're insane.

And then I'm gonna
have to send you back,

and not to the...good place.

Okay, if I'm Jane,

then why do I still remember
everything about me?

Shouldn't I know
all about her?

Memories remain
with the soul.

Whatever.

I'm out of here.

Nice outfit.

What are you
doing here?

Firm's looking for a new
messenger. I'm applying.

Shouldn't you be back up--

Jane...
Don't-- Stop it!

I hate her name.
I hate her body.

I hate her purse.
I hate everything!

Hey, shut up!

I'm here because of you,
all right?

I got demoted from gatekeeper
to guardian angel
because of you.

You're my guardian angel?
Yeah, I'm afraid so.

Okay, make me
skinny and hot now.

I'm an angel, not a wizard.
And between you and me,

it's just a fancy term
for "babysitter."

How did you
find me here?

You're in Jane's body.
So?

So everybody's body
has its own needs,

its cravings,
its comfort zones.

This firm is where Jane's body
feels at ease.

It's where
her intellect shines.

Jane?

Teri, your assistant.

Oh, I've always wanted
my own assistant.

Thank God you're okay.

Let's get you
to your office.

Hi!

Why are they clapping?

You took a bullet
for Parker.

No, I don't wear
"Lame Bryant."

The doctor said
you might have amnesia,

but you love Ms. Bryant.

They're stretchy
and comfortable.

I read loser lit?

Jane, you live by those books.
Get dressed.

I look ridiculous.

You look fine.

Jane.

You gave us all
quite the scare.

The gunman was apprehended,
everybody's fine,

and I promise to enquire
about the marital status

of all future dates.

Thank you for--
Well...thank you.

How you feeling?

Not quite myself,
but --

Marcus Newsom's
on his way up.

Given the circumstances,

Kim's offered to take over
as first chair.

Of course she did.

Jane brought Newsom
to the firm.

Jane, if you need anything
at all, you let me know.

Kim ditched her last depo
for a botox touch-up!

Who's Marcus Newsom?

That's funny.

Yikes. Okay.

Marcus Newsom is suing
Upland Pharmaceuticals.

His wife
suffered a hallucination

after taking their
sleeping pill, Zolpidem.

She thought she was a bird,
tried to fly, fell 20 stories.

Does any of this ring a bell?
No.

But I imagine we're suing for
wrongful death.

Yeah,
and failure to --

failure to disclose,
negligence, fraud,

and possible product
liability, although that's
tenuous. Oh!

Oh, that was intense.

Ask me something. Something
a-a smart person would know.

Um...

Like, "What's the capital
of New Zealand?"

Wellington!

What's the square root
of 113?

It's a prime number.
Trick question!

Listen to me.

Are you okay?

I'm smart!

Yeah, you are.

Now march into
that conference room

and show Kim
that brains trump botox.

Oh, why is it so hot
in this office?

We've been through this.

It's not hot.
It's your metabolism.

Well, my metabolism
is making me sweat,

so I need some air.

Okay, they don't open.

We're in an office building.
They're sealed.

Great.
Then I'm going out.

Jane.
Hmm?

I know you've had
a really rough day.

But I'm here for you.

And everything you need to
know is in your brief.

Mr. Newsom.

Jane.

I-I just heard.
Are you really okay?

Flesh wound, one Band-Aid--
She's great.

She's fine.
We should get started.

It's all in the file.

Tomorrow, the defense
will try to rattle you.

They'll argue
that your wife was suicidal.

No, that's-- That's bull--

You contend
she was happy,

but if they undermine
your credibility,

it'll call Emily's mental
state into question.

How--? How can they say
anything about Emily?

They didn't know her.

Which is why
they'll go after you,

try to get you to admit that
she was unstable in some way.

You've got to remain calm.
Calm?

Emily's dead
because she took their drug.

And if you expect me
to remain calm,

you have no idea what it's
like to lose someone you love.

Marcus, I'm on your side,
but when you're on the stand--

What, I-I should put on
a happy face?

I think we should
take a little breather.

Here you go, Jane.

I'm fine.

Oh, I'm sorry. It's just,
you were staring at them.

You know what?

To be honest,
I am craving a doughnut

because, apparently,
I am a doughnut eater.

Are you all right?

You're asking a young widower
not to be himself,

not to feel his loss,
and that is not who he is.

And that-- That's not
the strategy that Jane--

I mean, that I outlined
in this brief.

What's going on?

Marcus,
under most circumstances,

I would agree with...Kim,

but the jury's
not going to sympathize

unless they see your pain.

Don't hide it--
Embrace it.

Jane...

you're first chair.

And we're done here.

Oh.

How'd it go?
I'm back to first chair again.

Awesome.

This doughnut is just
sweetened dough and congealed
chocolate,

but wow!
Teri, do you want one?

There's a whole plate
in the other room.

No, thank you.

You have a dinner--
New client, Vicky Wellner.

She's divorcing
her husband.

You're meeting her at Mozan
in 20 minutes.

Oh, my God.
Beyonc went there last week.

I saw it on TMZ.

yeah, you were there that
night. You raved about the
calamari.

Give me the details.

You ate it with cocktail sauce
and lemon juice.

Details on the case.

Right. I'll call you in your
car, which I had washed.

You're welcome.

A Porsche?

Yeah, you bought it
after reading

15 Steps to a Better You.

Whoo!

Okay.

Um...

Uh, no.

Hello? Teri?

Your top's down?
You don't put the top down.

Can you pick me up some CDs
for my Porsche?

Christina, Colbie, Fergie.

Sure.
Now about the case.

Vicky Wellner, your client,
she's being divorced.

Oh, and I'm gonna need
some lip gloss--

Kisskiss, Granite Magic--

And a Luminizer
and the plumper.

And an eyelash curler.

Do I even have eyelashes?

Jane!

Your client's husband
has a net worth of $5 mil,

but the prenup only gives her
about 100 grand.

Well, if she was dumb enough
to sign one...

The prenup has
an infidelity clause.

He cheats, prenup goes
bye-bye. Tell me he cheated.

With the dog walker.
Your client caught them.

Ka-ching! She gets half.
Not so fast.

She refuses to go to court.

The only way to have a prenup
voided and marital assets
split

is by a court order
from a judge,

so the client
would have to testify.

Ow!

* I want to fly
So high into the sky *

* And I'll spread my wings

Calamari--
It's just rings of squid

lightly fried
in beer batter, but...wow.

Ms. Bingum,
I was clear with Parker.

I... I won't go to court.

But you need to testify.

Are you whining?

I am giving you
my expert legal opinion,

which is...

that you can't let your rich
son-of-a-bitch husband

cheat on you and pay you off
with a measly 100 grand.

Parker thought that you could
find a middle ground.

That's why he scheduled
this settlement conference.

I-I thought
you were up to speed.

Mrs. Wellner, how much
do you think you're worth?

Why?

Because if you don't think
you're worth much,

why should he?

I gave up my career.

I raised our children.

I...loved him
unconditionally.

I think that should be
worth something.

I think
that should be worth...

half.

Then that's
what we'll get.

* Oh, oh, oh

Can I help you?

Stacy? It's me-- Deb.

My best friend was a Deb.
She died this morning.

I know.
We were on the phone, and--

This isn't funny!
Leave me alone!

No, Stace, it's me.
I promise.

Please let me explain. I don't
have anywhere else to go.

Pork chop,
I'm calling the cops.

Senior year, Rob Wahl gave you
crabs. Who else knows that?

He gave them
to every cheerleader

and two guys
on the wrestling team.

In 10th grade,
you got a nose job

but told everyone
you were in France.

And you put Krazy Glue
in Kathy Lyford's underwear

for making out
with your boyfriend

during Erin Brockovich.

And you were too shy
to buy yourself a vibrator,

so I bought you the...
Boris Pecker.

Deb?

Yeah.

Let me
get this straight--

You died, went to heaven,
pressed a button,

and they turned you
into a size 16?

Pretty much.

That is so unfair.

I mean, fat things should not
happen to skinny people.

Hey, let's go out--
Les Deux or Hyde.

We don't need to go out
to have a good time.

That's what we said
to my cousin

when she stopped
waxing her mustache.

It's not me.
I just...

I don't think you'd make it
past the rope, sweetie.

Oh, Deb. You're not
telling Grayson?

No.

I'm Jane now.

He loved Deb...

But he'd run from this.

Come here.

So, um, hey...

So, I know
that you're Jane,

but, um, do you still drink
like Deb? Splenda mojitos?

Yeah, but I'd rather
have something to eat.

But we don't eat after 7:00.

I'm craving chocolate.

Mm...chocolate...

...martinis?

I can live with that.

You went
to Stacy's house.

Wow.
Are you stalking me now?

She's my best friend.

She's Deb's best friend.
Did you tell her?

Yes. And I'm moving in
with her.

Damn it, Jane.
Now I have to report you.

If you report me,
won't you get in trouble, too?

You have no idea.
Then keep your mouth shut.

Fred, it's classic
vicarious liability.

No need for you
to take the blame

when the fault lies clearly
with me, the perpetrator.

Wow.
I know. I'm smart.

And I trust Stacy.

Are we cool?
I'll think about it.

Now, let's talk about me--
I'm quitting this gig.

Playing lawyer--
It was fun, but I'm over it.

You can't just up and leave.
People are depending on you.

Fred, I am not
a morning person.

I don't like schedules
or meetings

or windows that don't open.
You know something?

You are a selfish,
self-absorbed--

I'm looking at Jane,
and all I see is Deb, the 0/0.

Wait a minute-- Are you
wearing black because
it's slimming?

No, I am wearing black because
I'm on my way to a funeral --

my own.

People say there are
five stages of grief.

Denial, anger, bargaining,
depression, and acceptance.

Well, I can't get past
my anger.

Standing here today,

I can't help but remember
Deb's first words to me--

"Are you seriously trying to
pull off acid-washed jeans?"

She changed my life.

She gave me
something to look forward to

at the end of each day.

Deb taught me
to listen to my heart.

Deb taught me patterned
leggings make my
legs look fat. You?

Never mix two seasons
in one outfit.

The world
is a sadder place.

What?

Where are you?

You are due in court
in five minutes.

I'm not going.
Shh!

What is with you? You can't do
this to Mr. Newsom.

She was sweet and kind
and unselfish.

But did he just say
"unselfish"?

She did give me a ride
when I got my boobs done.

'Cause she had the hots
for your doctor.

Oh.

Jane, are you there?

Is Jane--?
I mean, am I selfish?

You volunteer
for Meals on Wheels.

You do
more pro bono work

than anyone at this firm.

What is going on?

Teri, do you really think
I could help Marcus Newsom?

I'm sure of it.

I'm on my way.

And in the worst of times,
she could make me laugh.

And without her...

...life will never
be the same.

Dr. Curtis, please state your
profession.

Dr. CURTIS: I'm a professor
of pharmacology

and a leading scholar on
inhibitory neurotransmitters.

Where have you been?

Sorry.

Do you believe
Zolpidem in any way

contributed
to Emily Newsom's death?

Absolutely not.

The drug is a safe
and effective sleep aid.

Don't forget to ask him
about the Raymar study.

That's not in my notes.

It's the backbone
of our case, Jane.

And to be clear, Zolpidem
is approved by the FDA?

For over 20 years.

Thank you.

Counsel?

Dr. Curtis...

Uh...

That's a beautiful suit.

I-It looks like...

an Armani Collezioni.

May I feel the fabric?

Italian wool crepe.

It's nice.

How much did that cost?

I don't remember.

You ever watch
The Price is Right?

If you had to guess the price,
what would you say?

Objection. Relevance?
Sustained.

I'd guess $2,000.

Well, $2,001 if another
contestant bid $2,000.

It's not nice, but it's the
smart thing to do.

Counsel...

make your point.

Sir, do you receive money
from Upland, the defendant?

I'm on the advisory board.
It's a paid position.

I knew it!

Zolpidem is Upland's most
successful drug, isn't it?

That's correct.

And you have incentive to
protect the sales of that drug

so you can continue to afford
high-end items,

such as your suit?
Objection.

Fine. Withdrawn.

Dr. Curtis, it says right here
in my brief, that I wrote...

...that Zolpidem has been
linked to sleepwalking,

sleep-eating,
and even sex while asleep.

There's a difference
between odd behavior

and dangerous behavior.

Are you aware that a New York
woman taking Zolpidem

opened the door to a stranger
and was raped?

She didn't recall the attack
until morning.

Yes, but--

And according to
the Sydney Morning Herald,

a man jumped to his death two
hours after popping
a Zolpidem.

Are you aware of that?
Yes.

Dr. Curtis...

can you tell me
about the Raymar study?

Objection.

You can't object
to your co-counsel.

Approach the bench--
All of you.

Your Honor, you granted
our pre-trial motion

to exclude the study

because the defense
won't share the data.

Yes, but now that Ms. Bingum
has opened the door,
it's fair game.

Step back.

Please answer the question.

The study concluded
that there's no causal effect

between Zolpidem
and hallucinations or suicide.

Like I said,
it's a safe drug.

You want
to feel his suit again?

Dr. Curtis...

who paid
for the Raymar study?

Upland Pharmaceutical.

And has their data been
submitted for scientific
review?

Not at this time.

So there's no way
for a non-biased third party

to verify the findings?

Not yet.

Thank you.
Nothing further.

Court's adjourned.

Yesterday after court,
you left in a hurry.

Mm. Were you hoping
to grab a cocktail?

You set me up.

You took advantage
of my memory lapse.

And you've been up all night
thinking about it.

Dark circles.
I can recommend a concealer.

You jeopardized the case.

I was two steps ahead of you,
Jane. We were fine.

I understand you, Kim.

I mean,
I get who you are.

You "get" me?

One little bump on the head,
and you think you get me?

Everything's a competition,

every man, a conquest,
every woman, a threat.

Between you and me, Jane,
you're no threat.

You know something?

You and this Herms knockoff
have a lot in common--

You look pretty,
but you're cheap.

Excuse me, but--
Don't even try it.

They haven't done ostrich
in burnt orange since '03.

I know Frauda
when I see it.

Jane, Vicky Wellner
and opposing counsel

are in the conference room.

Accept their offer.

We do not accept the offer.
Parker assured me--

He doesn't speak
for the client.

What are you
looking for?

Mr. WELLNER:
You know what?

I don't give a rat's ass
what my wife is looking for.

You want to challenge
the prenup,

that's fine by me.

Let's go.

We made
a terrible mistake.

No. Worst-case scenario,
we go to court.

Why aren't you
hearing me?

I won't testify.

Jane, what happened?

It's just a setback.

Do you know why I assigned
this case to you?

No.

I thought you'd understand
Vicky's fears
and insecurities.

Why would you
think that?

I see those self-help books
in your office.

You and Vicky
are cut from the same cloth.

So why are you
fighting her wishes?

Because I am not the person
you think I am.

What's wrong?

What's right?

I screwed up
Mrs. Wellner's case,

Parker thinks
I'm insecure,

I hate my wardrobe,

and it is like a thousand
degrees in this office.

I can't do this anymore!

Sit.

Open your mouth.

What?

No, just do it.
Open it.

Do it. Trust me.

Oh, my God.

That stuff...

Easy Cheese.

...is like Xanax.

Okay,
let's talk this through.

First, who cares if Parker
thinks you're pathetic?

Insecure.
What?

He said "insecure,"
not "pathetic."

What matters is
how well you do your job.

Now,
the Wellner case...

She won't
stand up for herself.

She's like one of those sad
women they get

for talk-show makeovers.

Hold it.

Hold everything.

My brain is working.

Teri...

send Vicky
to this address...

then schedule another
settlement conference
for this evening.

You got it.

Come in, Teri.

Hello.

It's me-- Grayson.

Are you okay?

You remember me?

How could I forget?

You interviewed me last week,
recommended me to Parker.

I got the job.

Thank you.

I saw you
at my girlfriend's funeral.

I...

It was kind of you
to represent the firm.

Are you sure you're ready
to start back to work?

I mean, so soon after--

I appreciate
your concern,

but everything at home
reminds me of Deb.

I haven't told anyone,

but I was going to propose
next week.

Even bought a ring.

I'm sorry.

I-I didn't mean
to lay this on you.

But it's why
I need to stay busy.

Hello, hello.
Grayson, Kim Kaswell.

Nice to meet you.

Oh, little
office-warming gift.

Uh, why don't we find
a place to put it?

Thanks.

I'll see you later.

Are you okay?

It's too hot
in this office.

I'm suffocating.

These should open,
damn it!

Jane, no!
Your mother gave you that!

When they fix it,
I want a latch.

* ...my face toward the sky

* Dreamin' about
just hip-hop *

* I could go if I know
When I'm about to get there *

Wow.

Mrs. Wellner.

I appreciate you
sending me to that spa,

but how is this
going to help our case?

Your husband knows you've been
reluctant to testify,

but suddenly
you're unpredictable.

Well, makeover or not,
he's right. I won't.

Then you'll bluff.

Sometimes you got to fake it
to make it.

So stand tall
and walk with confidence.

Like this.

I call it
the toe tap/booty bounce.

Come on.

Listen to your lawyer.

Shoulders back,
show the rack.

Toe...tap...

booty bounce.

That's it!

One more time.

I found this young lady
wandering the hall.

She says
she's a friend.

Cute shorts.

They're yours. You left them
in the pool house.

Everything okay here?

We could use
some privacy.

Thank you.

Stacy,
this is Mrs. Wellner.

Nice to meet you.

A sexy dress
and Ironic Taffy.

Ladies, I need
your right pinkies.

It's for good luck.

My client is prepared
to go to court.

So, what--
You put her in a new dress,

you slap
some face paint on her,

and I'm supposed to believe
she's had this
change of heart?

I don't want to testify,
but if I have to--

You'll what? Huh?

You'll humiliate yourself.

And haven't the children been
put through enough already?

Is this really
what you want?

I'm sorry, Jane.
I can't.

Well, Ms. Bingum,
you gave it your best shot.

But I think I know her
a little better than you do.

You are who you are.

Nothing wrong
with that.

Vicky...

you are
who you want to be.

You know,
some people around here,

they think I'm insecure.

But if I bought into that,
it would only hurt me.

Your husband married
a strong, dignified woman,

and if you don't
stand up and fight for her,

then she's lost forever.

Shoulders back...

show the rack.

The dog walker,
the woman he slept with--

She's my little sister.

And yes,
I was embarrassed.

I didn't want
anyone to know.

Vicky, listen--
No, you listen to me.

I teach our children

to take responsibility
for their actions.

It's time
you did the same.

When this goes to court,

I won't be the one
who's humiliated.

I'll need a new outfit
for when I take the stand.

I think
we should reconvene.

Joe, forget it.

We'll draw up
the papers.

$2.5 million.

Yeah.

Let's go.

That was amazing.

Wow.

That really--
It really felt...wow.

And your bluffing--
Even I fell for it.

You know what?

I wasn't bluffing.

Oh.

How's your closing going?

You gonna sock it
to the drug company?

Why do you care?

I heard
about Vicky Wellner.

Congrats, but I thought
you were gonna quit.

Well, I changed my mind--
For now.

Fred.

Court's in less than an hour,
and I've got zip.

And I can't focus

because I can't stop
thinking about Grayson.

Was that some kind of cosmic
joke, having us work together?

No, we don't have
that kind of control.

Well, it's so unfair.

Grayson can grieve for Deb,
but I can't grieve for him.

I think you just found
your closing, sweetie.

Every minute of every day,

Marcus Newsom remembers
his life with Emily.

* I want to hear you
Say my name *

* Say it really low

She was everything to him.

* And I could do the same

* I want to go-o-o

And he was everything to her.

* I want you

* I want you

People say there are
five stages of grief.

Denial, anger, bargaining,
depression, and acceptance.

Well, Marcus Newsom
can't get past his anger.

He's angry
at Upland Pharmaceuticals

because they ignored evidence

that Zolpidem
can cause hallucinations

with deadly consequences.

Why would they do that?

Because if they told the
truth, if they admitted
to the risk,

then consumers might think
twice before popping
their pills.

Help Marcus Newsom
get past his anger.

Assess blame where it belongs.

And only then can my client
continue to grieve.

Has the jury
reached a verdict?

We have, Your Honor.

We, the jury, find...

for the plaintiff,
Marcus Newsom,

and award general damages
in the amount of $100,000...

...punitive damages
in the amount of $8 million.

Case closed.

Thank you.

Thank you
for believing in me.

Congratulations,
Marcus.

Jane.

Your closing
was inspired.

I hope you didn't mind.

It was a nice tribute
to Deb.

This may sound funny,
but...

is that Ironic Taffy?

So, Parker wants to
celebrate-- Gimlets at Skybar?

Uh, not me.
It's been a long day.

Grayson, you still
have partners to meet.

ou should go.

All right.

I'll see you tomorrow.

* La da da da

What are you
still doing here?

Where else would I be?

At home, with Stacy.

I'll get there.

Like you said,
I'm comfortable here.

I miss her, Fred.

I know Deb may not have been
the best person in the world,

but I still miss her.

You're grieving.

For myself.

Does that make me
self-absorbed and selfish?

No.
It makes you human.

* I hope you know

* I hope you know

* We've got some
Straightening out to do *

* And I'm gonna miss you like
A child misses their blanket *

* But I've got to get a
move on With my life *

* It's time
To be a big girl now *

* And big girls don't cry