All language subtitles for Drop Dead Diva (2009) - S01E02 - The F Word (1080p AMZN WEB-DL x265 Celdra)_track3_[eng]

See that aspiring model there?

That was me, Deb,
until the day I died.

I thought I'd go straight
to heaven,

but there was
a bit of a mix-up

and I woke up
in someone else's body.

So now I'm Jane,

a super-busy lawyer
with my very own assistant.

I got a new life,
a new wardrobe,

and the only people who really
know what's going on with me

are my girlfriend Stacy
and my guardian angel, Fred.

I used to think everything
happened for a reason...

Whoo!

and, well,
I sure hope I was right.

* La, la, la, la-la-la-la

* La, la-la, la

* I got a brand-new pair
Of blue jeans *

* Me and my posse
Lookin' fresh and so clean *

I used to wear entire outfits
with less fabric.

It's a minimizer, sweetie.

And the extra-wide wings
will help with the uplift.

I'm never gonna
get used to her.

You don't have to.

Four words:

diet, exercise,
pluck, and polish.

Now, don't move.

Ow! Ha-ha.

Good morning.

Where are you?!

Getting ready for work.

Ow!

Are you okay?

I'm fine, Teri.

No, you're not.
You are two hours late.

Your "assistant" can't talk
to you like that.

You can't talk to me
like that.

Jane?
Yes.

Get your ass
to the office, now.

She yelled at me.

What are you
gonna do about it?

Drive really fast
and apologize?

Don't apologize,
and be careful driving,

that's what got you into this,
sweetie.

Now, repeat after me:
I am the boss.

I am the boss.

You're right.

I am the boss.

Hey. It's been a week
since you were shot.

Maybe you should start
showing up on time.

I am the boss, Fred.
You are the help,

and the help doesn't tell
the boss what to do.

You think I'm the help?

Your words.
You're my cosmic babysitter,

sent down to earth
to make sure I behave.

That makes you the help.

Lucy Tyner has been waiting
in your office.

Is this latte nonfat?
What?

Never mind.

No,
I don't want the doughnut.

I mean,
I really want the doughnut,

but I don't want
the doughnut.

Four grams of trans fat,
26 net carbs.

Is it really worth it,
Teri?

It's got sprinkles.

Right.
That's another 80 calories.

Too much talking,
not enough walking.

Please tell me
you remember Lucy's case.

It goes to trial
tomorrow?

She was fired from her job
as a cocktail waitress

at the Sun Bar.

Anything?

Still got the amnesia.
But I love the Sun Bar.

There's the cutest bartender,
and he gives me
free spritzers.

Heh.
Focus. Lucy was fired for--

Sexual harassment.

This is not a game show.

Lucy was fired
for being overweight.

Everyone who works there
is like a model,

so that totally makes sense.

We represent Lucy,
not the bar.

Ugh.

Stop scoping the new guy.

His girlfriend
died a week ago.

Pull it together, Jane.

I'm so sorry I'm late.

Well, you're always on time,
Jane,

so I'm sure
it was something important.

Um, well,
nothing is more important

than you feeling confident
in court tomorrow.

I'm scared, Jane.

I had to borrow money
from my mother to pay my rent.

Do you really think
we're gonna win?

Well, I'm gonna do
the best that I can.

Why did you do that?

What?

You just gave me
the body check.

That thing
that skinny girls do?

I know
what they're thinking.

"Step away from the cookies
and get a grip."

I just never expected
to get that look

from someone like you.

Um, I don't know
what you're talking about.

Sure, you do. Come on, Jane.
Look at us.

You know why they assigned me
to you.

Excuse me.
I'll be right back.

Parker.

Did you assign me
the Lucy Tyner case
because I'm f--

Because I'm f--

She's been under a lot
of stress, poor thing.

You know, I hear some people
are never the same

after a traumatic
incident.

But we're here for you,
Jane.

Why did you gave me
this case?

The service workers union
is shopping around

for new representation.

We win,
we get all future litigation

and a million-dollar
retainer.

But if you're not up to it,
I'm happy to step in.

I'm fine.
Look, Jane, we've all noticed

you've been acting a little
strange,

so if you need help,
get it.

If you don't remember,
I wanted this case,

but you begged him
for it.

I guess it does make sense.

What, did you just
body-check me?

Did I what?

Excuse me.
I have a client waiting.

Sorry about before.

I didn't mean to get upset
with you.

You have every right
to be upset.

And you know what?
I'm upset too.

that you were fired.

But you're wrong
about one thing.

I did not get assigned
this case. I asked for it.

I am your lawyer,

and we are going to kick
their ass.

Are you sure Ms. Tyner
is ready for court?

We've reviewed
her deposition.

She's prepped
but not overly rehearsed.

She'll do fine.

Over a dozen law firms
wanted this case.

It's our one shot
to impress the union...

Are you listening to me?

Um,
what's going on in there?

Divorce case,
nothing to do with you.

Jane.

This case is how
you make partner

and I get rich...

er.

No mistakes.

I would like the artwork
in the living room.

Depending on the appraisal--
It's fine.

The piano.

That could be worth--
Take it.

And the wedding china.

Do you love him, Mindy?

Let's try and stay on point,
Chad.

We've been married
for 10 years,

and then you cheated
on me.

Take it.
I never liked the pattern.

Is there anything
you do want?

Yeah.
Just one thing.

Three years ago, I gave Mindy
one of my kidneys.

Now I want it back.

Can I help you?

You're Teri, right?

Have we met?

Your boss described you.

What, that I'm Asian?

Oh, no. Heh.

I am so not
a racial profiler.

It's your heavy concealer
and crooked cutlets.

I need to see Jane.

She doesn't want to be
disturbed.

Oh, I don't want to disturb
her. I want to talk to her.

Surpri-i-ise!

What are you doing here?

No.

I brought you lunch.

Chicken breast.

Celery.

And a snack for later.

That's it?

Smaller snacks mean
slimmer slacks.

It's called
a thin-centive.

Now, between all
your important meetings,

you need to exercise.

Come on.
Let's start with squats.

I'm really busy, Stace.

And the sooner we start,
the sooner we finish.

Okay. Come on.

Now, knees forward,
arms out,

butt in the air.

First we go down.

And now we go up.

I said "up," sweetie.

Ugh. I heard you.

Jane, you're due
in court in 15 minutes.
What are you doing?

It's called a squat.

Yeah,
I can see it's a squat.

I also know
this is not a gym.

Can someone help me up,
please?

I've worked at the Sun Bar
for six years.

Never been late.
Not once.

Any customer complaints?
No.

Did you receive
written evaluations

from your supervisor?

Yeah, once a year.
Always positive.

Ms. Tyner,
do you know the difference

between scotch
and whiskey?

Your Honor, objection.
Relevance?

My uncle Moe
was a drinker.

And he always said
that a good cocktail waitress

knows the difference.

Well, then,

okay.

Witness may answer.

Well, scotch is whisky,
without an E before the Y,

distilled in Scotland.

Whiskey with an E

is traditionally distilled
in Ireland.

Thank you. Heh.

Oh, Ms. Tyner, if the Sun Bar
doesn't want you,

why not find
another place to work?

I don't have a degree.

Uh, the union
gets me benefits,

and being a single mother,
I need flexible hours.

I-I can't lose this job.

Thank you.

Ms. Tyner,

who is this?

It's me.

How many years ago?

I wore that dress
to a Sun Bar Christmas party

a year and half ago?

How many pounds ago?

Objection!

On what grounds? His tone,
Your Honor. He's rude.

It's okay.

I've gained about 50 pounds
since then.

Do you think you look
any different?

Of course.

Are you aware that your
collective bargaining
agreement

states that any change
in physical appearance

can constitute grounds
for termination?

Yes, but there--

Did you understand
that gaining 50 pounds

would constitute a change
of appearance?

Yes.

No more questions.

court's adjourned for the day.

* You got Stacy

Hi. It's me.

Hi! Guess what. I bought us
a low-carb cookbook.

Tonight we can make
a bundt cake out of
applesauce and air.

That sounds fun, but--

And I want you to sign up
at my gym.

We can pi-latte together
in the mornings

before you have to go
to work.

Stacy, can you meet me
at the Sun Bar tonight,

say 9:00?

Of course. Yea!

Okay. Great.
I'll see you there.

Mindy went into
kidney failure.

She almost died.

Against the odds,
I was a match.

But you gave it to her,
Chad.

It was a gift.
No strings attached.

After the transplant,
everything changed.

She opened an art gallery.

Last spring,
she went on safari.

She got a second chance.

She's living life
to the fullest.

She got my kidney,
and I got dumped.

We could petition
to try to get the kidney back,

but I think we'll be laughed
out of court.

Then figure out
another way.

* I'm telling you something

* Tell me, baby

* If maybe we could...

Here you go.
Thanks.

Oh, excuse me.

Yes?

Your hair extensions
are gorgeous.

You could hardly see
the weave.

I just had them done
last week.

You want the name
of my stylist?

Actually,
what's your name?

Sierra. Um, but I don't go
that way.

Oh, no.
I tried the one time--

No. That's not what I meant.
Oh.

Can I just borrow a pen?
Sure.

Hooray!

I am so excited.

We finally get
some quality time together.

Sweetie,

why are you still wearing
your lawyer uniform?

I'm actually here
for work.

But it's a bar.

I know. Heh-heh-heh.

Oh, thank you.

On the house.

Oh.

Okay.
Um, excuse me.

Yeah.

You totally have
Brad Pitt's nose.

Is it real?
Deb.

I mean, Jane.
It's okay.

I had a nose job
about six months ago.

I get a lot
of compliments.

Get you anything else?

Um, I'd like a mojito.

Vodka instead of rum. Splenda
instead of simple syrup.

Okay.

I just saved you 225 calories,

25 minutes
on the elliptical.

You're welcome.

Oh, my God,
there's Marc and Beth.

Okay,
don't say anything,

but I caught Beth totally
making out with Lance Redondo

when Marc was
at his grandmother's wake.

Let's go say hi.

Sweetie,
uh, they know Deb,

not Jane.

I'll be right back.
Okay?

It's on the house.

You are the best.

Thank you.

Oh, Stacy.
Hmm?

No one's talked to that girl
all night.

Poor thing.

You know what?

I'm gonna give her
my free spritzer.

You are a saint.

And free fashion advice.

I mean, who wears a trapeze
top with wide-leg pants?

I'm gonna be right back.

Okay.
Aah!

Oh, my God!
I am so sorry.

I'm Grayson.

Ma'am.

Your diet mojito?

Be eight bucks.

Thanks.

Thank you.

I've always wanted to work
for a nonprofit.

But with my student loans,

I need to sell my soul
for a few years.

Then I can save
the whales.

I find the law so fascinating.

Huh. No, you don't.

No, I don't.

But I wish I did.

The thing about the law
is that it never stands still.

Mm.

Is that a good thing?

Yeah.
It's a reflection of society.

Oh.
Like a mirror.

Like a smart mirror.

Have dinner with me.

Um, it's midnight.

One of my professors
used to say,

"the law is the wisdom
of the ages

wrapped in the opinion
of the moment."

You know what I mean?

I think I do.

Okay, it's like
everyone used to say

toxins were bad for you.
Mm-hmm.

But then a wise doctor
discovered Botox,

and opinion
totally changed.

Have dinner with me.
Tomorrow night.

And the next night.

And maybe a lunch.
And breakfast.

Oh.

Jane.

Jane.

I would like you to meet
my friends Marc and Beth.

Hey.

Uh, how do you two
know each other?

Actually,
we have a friend in common.

Lance Redondo?
He's really cute.

Shame about the herpes.

Honey, can we dance?

Oh. Well,
have a lovely night.

Oh, my God. You didn't just
lose your body.

No, no,
you lost your mind.

That was fun.
Whew!

Ah!
Ah!

You scared the hell
out of me.

You scared the hell out of me.
What are you doing here?

It's my house.

I thought you moved in
with Stacy.

I came to get
a few things.

What things?

None of your business?

You are my business, Jane.

I want her bras, okay?

I bought a new one,
and it's-- It's pinchy.

Why are you here, Fred?

I, uh,
needed a place to sleep,

and your law firm

doesn't exactly pay
its messengers top dollar.

Well, how did you get in?
Did you use your powers?

For the third time,
I don't have any powers.

As long as I'm on Earth,
I'm as human as you are.

But I'm clever.

There's a key
under the mat.

Mm-hmm.

So

is it cool if I stay?

Why should I care?

I mean, these photos,
they're--

They're not really
of me,

Fred.

I would never collect plates
and snow globes.

And floral prints
make me dizzy.

This isn't my life.

I'm getting what I need,
and I'm not coming back.

Sir, as the owner
of the Sun Bar,

do you know
a Sierra Wilcox?

Of course. Sierra's been
a waitress at the Sun Bar

for over three years.

And are you aware
that she recently
added hair extensions?

Yes,
and they look lovely.

And what about
your bartender, Kyle Nevins?

Well, he did not
get hair extensions.

No, he got a nose job,
didn't he?

Yeah. So?

Would you say those employees
fundamentally changed

their appearance
while working for you?

Yes, but--
And did you terminate

either of them?
No.

But you terminated
my client because
her appearance changed.

It's not the same.

Yes or no?

Yes.

What's the difference
between cosmetic surgery

and gaining weight?

Cosmetic surgery is meant
to improve the appearance.

Putting on the pounds
detracts from it.

Can you explain why
you terminated an employee

who gained 50 pounds?

I'm not ashamed to say
that my objective

is to turn a profit.

And sex sells.

And Lucy hurts
your bottom line?

Absolutely.

Can you quantify that?

My clientele buy more drinks
from thin, beautiful women.

Sierra brings in 20 percent
more per night than Lucy.

Thank you.

My client is keeping
the kidney.

No judge would order
Mindy to return
a transplanted organ.

Which is why we're now asking
for $100,000

in exchange
for keeping the kidney.

Excuse me?

Mr. Billmyer gave his wife
something of value.

During a divorce proceeding,

a judge assesses a value
to each party's property.

We assess the value of our
client's kidney at $100,000.

This is crazy!

Well, you're about to get half
of everything I own.

So you can give
some of it back.

The Uniform
Anatomical Gift Act

prohibits the exchange
of a human organ for profit.

The statute prohibits
the sale of organs,

not their monetization
for a fair value

within the context
of a divorce proceeding.

This is not gonna fly.

We'll see about that.

Don't those belong in a cup?

Dark circles.

I heard you got buried
in court.

That's a little bit strong,
but--

Jane, you accused me
of assigning you this case

because you're overweight.

Truth is, I was reluctant
to put you on it.

Why?
I was hoping

it wouldn't come to this,
but here we are.

I want you to argue
that being overweight

can be a disability.

What are you
talking about?

If you can convince the jury
it's a medical condition

that impairs
Lucy's performance,

then the Sun Bar
can't terminate her under--

The Americans
With Disabilities Act.

Oh. Huh!

Yeah, I know the law.

But the A.D.A. wasn't meant
to apply to people like Lucy.

It does now.

I'm flying in a federal
labor expert from D.C.

You'll put him
on the stand tomorrow.

I-I'm not sure how I feel
about telling a jury

that being f--

Larger than average
is a disability.

Lucky for your client,
it doesn't matter
how you feel.

Just win the case.

Yea!

You're home early.
Let's go for a run.

I'm not in the mood.

How about makeup?

I bought a palette
of neutrals

that'll look great
with Jane's coloring.

Let's play.

I've been playing lawyer
all day.

I don't really want
to play Barbie.

You know something,
Jane,

it's like you don't even
want my help.

Stacy,

I don't like celery.

I like sandwiches.

And I don't want to run
when I come home from work

because I am tired
and my brain hurts.

And I never want to do
a squat again.

I give up.

You want to stay like that,
fine by me.

Do you have any idea
what that feels like to me?

You said
you wanted Deb back.

I get it, she was gorgeous
and fun and--

Stop it.
I want Deb. I miss her.

I am still Deb.

All I see is Jane.

Where are you going?

I'm moving out.

As your guardian angel,
I'm supposed to lend an ear,

if you need it.

I'm fine.
Good.

Because fly fishing, heh,
is oddly exhilarating.

He's false casting.

Probably paying out the line,
drying a soaked fly,

or repositioning his cast.

Oh, crap.

Jane knows about fishing?

Popcorn?

You know, Fred,
this whole deal,

where I keep Deb's memories
but get Jane's smarts,

it's messed up.

I mean,
I'm practically a genius,

and I don't even know...

the name of my dog.

Bones.

What?

Dog's name is Bones.

It's written on the back
of the picture: "Bones, 1979."

So I'm guessing Bones
is no longer with us.

Not unless he died,

pawed the return button
on the computer,

and you put his soul
inside of a cat.

Fred?

I don't want to be her.

I want my old life back.

If you were still Deb,
what would you say to Jane?

Step away from the cookies
and get a grip.

And what would Jane say
to Deb?

I'm sorry, Deb.

Sorry for what?

I'm sorry you needed
people like me

to feel better about you.

You're on time today.

Scared of you
if I wasn't.

No doughnut?

I thought you were
over doughnuts.

Right. It's okay.

I am like a boy scout.

Do you have a minute?
Mm.

Of course.

I need to speak with you
about something.

Anything.

You're familiar
with this kidney case, right?

Yeah. You're trying
to monetize a vital organ.

I think Kim's a terrific
lawyer, but she's
blowing smoke.

You don't think her
argument will survive
judicial scrutiny.

You know, in law school,
they say

law is the wisdom
of the ages

wrapped in the opinion
of the moment.

That's why I love the law.

But how is that
relevant here?

I have this girlfriend,
Brandi,

really cute sorority type.

Anyway, she worked her ass off
as a manicurist

to put her hubby
through med school,
then he dumped her.

So she sued for half
his future income and won.

I still don't see
the connection.

When a spouse sacrifices
to help their partner,

the court places a value
on that sacrifice.

Giving up a kidney
is quite a sacrifice.

Adapt the wisdom of the law

to fit the opinion
of the moment.

But, Grayson,

maybe it's not
about the money.

See, Brandi still loved
her husband.

But she didn't sue because
she wanted half of his income.

She just wasn't ready
to say goodbye.

You're saying this case
isn't about Chad's kidney.

It's about his heart.

I have to go to court.

Wait. Before you go...

You got something...

W-what?

What is it?

Popcorn?

Yeah.

Um,

I was just saving that
for later.

Mm.

I am not ready to go.

Dr. Sandler,
you're a leading expert

in the Americans
With Disabilities Act.

Yes, I helped formulate the
federal law enacted in 1990.

I have subsequently
consulted

with both Congress and the
EEOC on its application.

My client, a waitress,
was fired because
she gained 50 pounds.

Does the law apply to her?

Absolutely.

Under the subsection
"perceived disabilities."

Although your client was still
able to wait on customers,

her employer perceived her
to be disabled,

due to her weight.
Stop!

Please,
I want this to stop.

Lucy.

I need to speak with you.

Your Honor,
I need a moment.

You certainly do.

Lucy.

Lucy!

The other waitresses,
the owner of the Sun Bar,

even my friends,

they all judge me
for letting myself go.

But last year,
my husband left me.

With two kids, I don't have
time to go to the gym,

and I eat when I'm stressed.

Lucy,
I understand, but--

I am not disabled.

And I don't want you saying
that I am.

No, it's just
a legal strategy,
and it's worked before.

I don't care
about the other cases.

Why didn't you discuss
this expert with me?

I realize Dr. Sandler's
comments can be hurtful--

But you didn't tell me
because you knew I'd get mad.

No, I want to win
this case for you.

Mmh-mh. I don't know you
that well,

but I think you're better
than that.

Oh, if it isn't
Miss Busybody.

Not now, Kim.
Jane.

If you have any further
insight into my case

and feel the need to share
with Grayson, don't.

I was just trying to help.

Oh, so you were trying
to be sweet,

like a Pop-Tart
or a cupcake.

What do you want me
to say?

"I'm sorry for offering you
a better legal argument

for your case"?

Well, I'm not.

Jane.

You.
Walk with me.

You owe the firm $6,000.

That's how much it cost
to fly in an expert witness.

He wasn't my idea.

You should have anticipated
your client's reaction.

Why? Because you know
how she thinks.

Oh, because you think
we're both big?

That's right.

I'm gonna deliver the closing
for you.
No.

You don't say no
to a managing partner.

When a lawyer
is swapped out mid-trial,

it throws the jury.

And a new lawyer
could alienate our client,

who's already upset
with our strategy.

I'm willing to take
that risk.

I took a bullet for you.
Come on.

I haven't gotten upset or
angry or missed a day of work.

But you owe me,

and I will deliver
this closing.

Hello, designers.

Hi.

Welcome to the runway.

There are 16 of you here,
and after tonight,

there will be 15.

All right,
let's meet the judges.

I just came
to get a few things.

As you know, in fashion,
one day you're in,

and the next day you're out.

Heidi grew out her bangs.

I know.
She looks amazing.

Wait. We're in a fight.

I still know
what the cookies mean.

One cookie, you blew out
your credit card

on a pair of jeans without
checking out the rear view.

Two, the guy you hooked up
with hasn't called.

Three, you just found
cellulite in a thigh crease.

Four?

I have never seen four.

It means I feel awful.

I am so sorry.

No. You were just
trying to help.

I just have to take this all
in my own time.

Everyone out there
is judging me.

I'm judging me.

And I just need to know
that my best friend doesn't.

I'm not judging,

but I'm scared I'm losing you,
all right?

What are you
talking about?

You're smart now.

You have an office
and an assistant.

You have a business card,

your photo
is on your credit card,

and I bet you even have
a library card.

You're, like, important,

and important people
don't have time for me.

That's crazy, Stacy.

People take one look
at this body,

and they think
they're better than I am.

You get a free pass.

A free pass to what?

Everyone thinks
I'm a dumb blond.

And you know what?
They're right.

Come on.

You are so not blond.

Come here.

Mm.

Don't move out, please.

You sure you still want me,
all of me?

Of course I do.

Okay, let's celebrate.

We'll go out clubbing,

and I promise not to change
your drink order.

I don't think so.

Come on.
It'll be like old times.

Stacy,
it can't be like old times.

I-I don't feel comfortable
at clubs.

It's one thing not to fit in,
but I actually stand out.

I guess I understand,
but it doesn't seem fair.

Oh!

You're right.

It doesn't seem fair.

It's not even close
to fair.

Why are you acting
all wacky?

I think you just gave me
my closing argument.

I did?

Yeah. Thanks.

You're welcome.

Recently,
I went to the Sun Bar,

and I saw the place
through a fresh set of eyes.

No female employee was larger
than a size 4,

and you know what?

I felt uncomfortable.

No wonder the owner is worried
about profits.

He's promoting this
narrow-minded view of sexy.

If the Sun Bar really wants
to make money,

then maybe they should make
all of us feel welcome.

At this point, I would like to
ask my friends in the gallery

to please stand up.

What's going on?

Just making my closing,
counselor.

All of these women
are size 14,

the average for a woman
in America today.

However, based on the
Sun Bar's definition of sexy,

none of these women
would be hired.

That is wrong.

You know that federal laws
protect us

based on race, religion,

sex, age, veteran status,

disability,
and national origin.

But what about size?

Well, San Francisco,
Washington, D.C.,
and Santa Cruz

have all passed laws
outlawing discrimination

based on weight.

And now you have
an opportunity

to extend that protection
to Lucy.

Thank you.

Wait. I-I'm not--
I'm not done yet.

Have you noticed that people
have euphemisms

for being overweight?

Large and plus-sized,

full-figured and Rubenesque.

And no one, not even me,

especially not me,

wants to say the word fat.

But fat is only pejorative

when we allow places
like the Sun Bar

to tell us that being fat

somehow makes us
less of a person.

Tell the Sun Bar
that being fat

is not cause for being fired.

Thank you.

We believe our client's
kidney donation can be equated

with the sacrifice that
one spouse makes for another.

Like a wife who supports
her husband

through medical school.

That being said--

Okay. That's it.
I've had enough.

Let me handle this.
You can have it back.

What? W--
What are you talking about?

When I needed a transplant,

my sister was too young
to consent,

but she is a match,
and she's agreed.

That's too risky.
I don't care.

Mindy.
I want to get on with my life.

Maybe Chad's not ready
to move on with his.

He doesn't want his kidney
back. He never did.

He gave it to you
because he loved you,

and asking for money,
that was our idea.

What he said,
is that true, Chad?

I was so happy.

I thought you were too.

I would have done anything
for you.

You are
a wonderful husband,

and a good man,

and my friends think I'm crazy
to leave you,

but you gave me a
second chance on life,

and I love you for it.

But it's not enough
of a reason for us
to stay together.

You remember me as I was.

I need to move on.

You can keep the kidney.

What?

Are you sure?

Yeah.

At least a part of me
will always be with you.

Jane.
Hi.

The verdict came back quick.
Is that good or bad?

It could go either way.

Whatever happens,
thanks for representing me.

Not just the case but me,

the fat girl.

Ms. Bingum?

We'd like to settle.

I don't think so.

Jane, they're offering Lucy
her job, with back pay.

It's a good start,
but no.

See, those large ladies
from my closing

just applied to be waitresses
at the Sun Bar.

You told them to apply,
didn't you?

Guilty. Oh, and if I win
this case

and the jury defines weight
as a protected class,

I will file another suit:
a class action.

And those women
will be my reps,

and the plaintiff pool
will extend to every fat girl

you've ever turned away
from a job, and I'm guessing

there's more than a few.
What do you want?

Twenty percent pay raise,
no loss in seniority,

and a commitment
against discrimination

based on body type.

Deal.

Ah!

Okay.

Hey.

Hey.
How'd you find me out here?

Did you use your powers?

I told you--
I'm kidding.

You weren't
in your office,

and I, uh, know you like
fresh air.

Relaxable side panels,

less pinchy.

You came out here
to give me a bra?

Well, that
and to say congrats.

I just heard
the service workers union

signed a long-term deal
with the firm.

Parker is beyond thrilled.

What about you?

Fred,

I told those women
that I could relate to them,

but I don't feel
like a fat girl.

I feel thin and pretty,

even though no one
sees me like that.

And I'm mad at myself

for letting it bother me.

I don't think you're mad
at yourself.

I think you're mad at Deb.

She would've given Jane
the body check

and walked right by.

You got to forgive her,
Jane.

Forgive and forget.

But I don't want
to forget her.

I mean,
I may not always like Deb,

but-- But she's--
She's right here.

And she's not all bad.

Well, I know
that Jane likes to eat

and Deb liked to drink.

So I think you're both
about to be really happy.

What are you
talking about?

The partners are inside
with champagne and cake.

Enjoy the moment.

After all,
you only live...

twice.

* Life is my creation

* It's my best friend

* Imagination is my defense

* When skies are gray

* Whatever happens
Was meant that way *