All language subtitles for Drop Dead Diva (2009) - S02E02 - Back from the Dead (1080p AMZN WEB-DL x265 Celdra)_track3_[eng]

See that aspiring model?
That was me, Deb,

until the day I died.

I thought
I'd go straight to heaven,

but there was
a bit of a mix-up

and I woke up
in someone else's body.

So now I'm Jane,

a super-busy lawyer
with my very own assistant.

I got a new life,
a new wardrobe.

The only people who know
what's going on with me

are my girlfriend, Stacy,
and my guardian angel, Fred.

I used to think everything
happened for a reason.

And, well,
I sure hope I was right.

Hey, Tony, it's me.

Just, you know, checking in.

Okay. Let's talk soon?

So?When did you leave the message?

Three days ago.Since then?

I haven't heard since
he said we should slow down.

Do the last part again.

Let's talk soon?Ah. That's your problem.

"Let's talk soon"
is open to interpretation.

No, not the way I said it,
I went up at the end.

"Soon?" That implies
it's his turn to call me.

That's why I close with,
"Give me a call."

Or, "You've got my number."
Or, "Hit me back."

Actually, that last one
has its own set of problems.

Um, I don't know, sweetie.
I think you need

Don't say it.to leave a second message.

No. I hate
the second message.

The second message
robs you of power.

Angelina wouldn't leave
a second message.

And besides, it wouldn't be
a second message,

it'd be a third.

It's gonna be okay.

Are you sure?Eighty percent.

You want my advice?In this department? No.

Become a permanent fixture
in Tony's life.

Somebody he can't avoid.
Somebody who--

Sleeps on his couch
every night?

It seems to be working
for your love life.

It is. Did you know
that Stacy has taken

an active interest
in my career?

She's helping me
with my résumé.

Let me guess. She told you
the font needs to be festive.

Yeah, 14-point aquamarine.

Today we're doing mock
interviews. Smell my breath.

Absolutely not.
I'm late for court.

I'm looking at
a presumption-of-death motion?

Yes, Your Honor.
It's been nine years

since Daniel Porter's
plane went down.

Nine years since--

Daniel's body was
never recovered.

They have never found my son.Counsel.

We'll get our chance.

Not one law-enforcement agency
believes he's still alive.

Five thousand man-hours

were spent searching,
$3 million.

Still. Why pursue
the declaration of death now?

Okay.

Um, sir, I searched
for my husband for months,

and I've grieved for years.

I've accepted
that he's gone.

Counselor?

Miss Bingum.
Everything okay?

Oh...

I'm sorry, Your Honor.
Just an emotional case.

Continue.

I was granted a divorce
in absentia

and I remarried
three years ago.

I have a 9-year-old son

and we would like
very much for my husband

to formally adopt him.

Before a formal adoption
can take place,

Daniel Porter,
the boy's biological father,

must first be declared dead.

Seems reasonable to me.
Miss Bingum?

My client believes
this will close the door

to her son's investigation

and prevent law enforcement
from ever looking for him again.

All due respect, Your Honor,

no one's been looking
for Daniel for years.

That's not true.
I've been looking.

I have distributed fliers
to the police departments.

I have posted on the Internet.

I have purchased
newspaper ads,

two dozen new ones
just this week.

All we need is one solid tip

and then the search can pick up
where it left off.

Your Honor, do what's right

for Daniel Porter's wife
and child.

Let them move on.

My client lives with the hope
that her son is still out there.

Please, don't take that
away from her.

I'll have a decision
this afternoon.

Jane Bingum's office.

Hey, Teri. It's me.

The answer is no.
Tony hasn't called.

I didn't even ask.You were going to.

I could tell
by the way you were breathing.

I am so tired of this.

I haven't waited for a guy
to call me back

since the eighth grade
when I got boobs.

I'm still waiting.

Get Tony's office on the phone.

It'll be the third message.Who's counting, Teri?

You got it, boss.

Oh! Excuse me.I'm sorry. Sorry.

Um, I'm trying to find
a courtroom.

Well, you came
to the right place.

Do you know where I can find
a Judge Barlow's court?

Oh, Judge Barlow. I just came
from there. Can I help you?

Well, I hope so.
I'm Daniel. Daniel Porter.

She yells. A lot.

No, it's not every day,
it's every hour.

Like one of those clocks,
only with yelling.

I gotta go.I'm sorry.

Was the ringing
of my office phone interfering

with your personal life?

It was my mom. She's worried.

Worried
you're gonna be fired,

broke and moving
into her basement?

Ugh. Go cry in the bathroom.

What?

That your third temp
this month?

Ugh. It's not me. There's
a reason they call them temps.

I saw your new-client memo.

You're representing
Jonathan Noble,

columnist
from American Male.

You read American Male?He's the reason I subscribe.

Last two suits I bought came out
of his "Duds for Dudes" article.

The guy's first-date advice
has helped me seal the deal.

I get it.
He's your invisible wingman.

I have an intake meeting
this afternoon.

Mm.

Would you like
to come along?

Do pleated pants
kill romance? Yes.

The doctors call it
a psychogenic fugue state.

Daniel Porter survived

a single-engine plane crash
nine years ago,

but his memory did not.

Daniel, where have you been
for nine years?

I made it to a small town
outside of Pittsburgh

where I wound up
in a mental-health ward

of a hospital.

All this time
you didn't remember a thing?

No, nothing. Nothing at all.

My life was a complete blank.

Until two days ago,

when a neighbor recognizes
his photo in a newspaper ad,

taken out by Daniel's mother.

Go, Marian.It just makes you wanna cry.

What are you doing here?

I'm helping Fred find a job.

He needs to make copies
of his résumé--

Yay, 14-point aquamarine.
-so I drove him over.

Wow, psychogenic fugue or not,
he's kind of hot.

Ooh. He's even hotter
in person.

Mrs. Porter.

My son, Daniel, needs a lawyer.
I suggested you.

Are you gonna answer that?Excuse me?

The phone is ringing.
Please answer it.

Kim Kaswell's office.

I'm not sure.
Let me check her calendar.

Is this the downtown
courthouse or Van Nuys?

Uh, yes.
She has a deposition at 2,

but I think we can move that.

Okay.

Come on. Chop-chop. We gotta
get you an interview suit.

Okay, thank you so much.
Bye-bye.

Hello? How are you gonna
get a job sitting on your butt?

Ah, I think I just did.

The phone is ringing. Hello?

Kim Kaswell's office.
No, no, no.

The Fleming motion
gets blue-backed

and filed with Judge Brewer's
clerk. Uh-huh.

What can I do?

Well, I don't know
how else to say this,

but I want my life back.

Nine years ago, the guy in
that plane was happily married.

He had a career, he had a home
and a baby on the way.

And now everything is, uh...Nine years is a long time.

Lindsey is remarried.

To a friend of mine
from college,

if you can believe that.

She's grown her business,

and now she's raising Noah,
my son.

And it's not as if my old life
is gone, I mean, it's there.

It's like it's in a museum,
behind glass,

and I can see it,
but I just can't get to it.

I understand more than
you could possibly know.

I know there's no road map
for this kind of thing,

but we were in love and
we had built a life together.

Okay. I will start
with her lawyer,

and you will be in a room with
Lindsey by the end of the day.

I promise.

He won't come
into the office?

His e-mail said
he preferred to meet at a bar.

Cool."Cool"?

He's Jonathan Noble.
He knows the business of men

isn't done
in conference rooms

and high-rises,
it's done right here

over a pint
of something imported.

It's all very Hemingway.
I like it.

Yeah, well, did Hemingway
wear a watch,

because Jonathan Noble's
late.

Kim Kaswell?

Can I help you?

I'm Jonathan Noble.

Ha. Excuse me?

I'm Susan Semler.
Jonathan Noble is my pen name.

No. This isn't right.

Jonathan Noble's an hombre.
Everyone knows that.

This is my boss, Jay Parker.
He's a big fan.

Not buying any of this.

"Highlights are not metrosexual,
they're just girlie.

Manscaping adds an inch.

Never break up with someone
holding a drink."

Anyone can memorize
the guy's lines.

Euro-cut suit, festive tie,
casual hair.

Let me guess, you're about
to go on a first date

with a hot yoga instructor

and you wanna show off the Zen
under that gabardine blend.

I need something imported.

When I started writing
as Jonathan Noble,

I got more assignments,
more money, more respect.

And did American Maleknow?

They liked my writing
and assumed I was a man.

They hired me sight unseen,
and the column just took off.

So who is this?

He's the reason
I'm talking to you.

That's Jeff Harris.

When they wanted a byline photo,
I hired him.

He was an unemployed
bartender.

I assumed they'd want one or
two pictures and that'd be it.

As I got more popular,
they wanted to show his face

on buses and billboards.

I even sent him
into the magazine

for one or two
publicity events.

This doesn't end well.

He went rogue.

Last week, I got
an e-mail from my editor

congratulating me
on my talk show.

You got a talk show?

I didn't. He did.

Turns out he's been negotiating
with some major network.

All without me.

I want an injunction
to keep him from using my name

and persona that I created.

We're gonna crush this guy.

I can't believe you made this
happen so quickly.

Thank you.

It's the letterhead
that does the work.

Now you're just being modest.
My mother was right about you.

You care.

Oh.

Thank you.

Miss Bingum.

Hey, Danny.

I can't believe it's you.

She's not coming, is she?

Where's Lindsey?

It's too hard for her.
I'm sorry.

You sorry
for marrying my wife

or that
she won't talk to me?

You gotta understand, Danny,
she buried you.

It broke her heart.
She just needs some time.

Yeah, because nine years
wasn't enough?

Well, I take it you're Carl.

Hi.JANE: Hello.

Sorry, but Lindsey
does need to be here.

There are a number
of issues.

This will take care of them.

It's generous.

That's Daniel's
half of their savings

and the house,
with interest.

It should be more than enough
to get a good start.

Daniel.

What about Noah?

You never even met him.

Yeah, but he's still my son.

Does he even know
that I exist?

I'm sorry, Mr. Porter,
Lindsey wants full custody.

That check is contingent upon
you agreeing not to contest.

Think about it.

Come on, Carl.

I am sorry. She was
supposed to be here.

You don't have
to accept that.

You have a son
and if you wanna go to court

and fight for shared custody,
I can help.

Send it back.

Hello.MAN 1: Hi, Jane.

Ah!

I'm sorry.

Jane? You all right?

Um...

I'm sorry. I thought I saw...

What?

Nothing.

Uh, it was-- It was nothing.

Hey, what are you doing here?

Cherry Danish. I hid one
behind the grape juice. Shh.

Are you all right?
You look a little unhinged.

I keep seeing Deb everywhere.
What's the deal with that?

I don't know. Why do you think
you keep seeing Deb everywhere?

You're gonna answer
my question with a question?

You are a guardian angel,
not a guardian shrink.

Forget it.
I'll figure it out on my own.

Wait, what are you doing here?

Uh, I'm temping.

For whom?

For, um...

One of the lawyers.

Which one?

The, um... Uh...

What's her name? Kim.

Kim? Kim?

The lawyer who tried to have me
disbarred and destroy my career?

It's a job.
And in this economy--

It's a terrible job. Forget
that she's my sworn enemy.

She's gonna chew you
into pieces.

I don't know.
I'm a pretty good temp.

Don't forget, I used to be
a desk jockey upstairs,

rolling calls
for the big guy.

Mm.How hard can this be?

You're not gonna last a week.

Hey, you ready for this?

Yeah, I think so.

There she is.

Daniel.

You look good, Daniel.

You look exactly the same.

Come on.

When your memory came back, what
was your very first thought?

My wife and my son.

Daniel, do you believe that you
are capable of caring for Noah?

Absolutely.

What will you do about money?
How will you contribute?

I was a general contractor
before the accident,

and I know I can't expect
to just pick up

exactly where I left off,

but with the publicity
around my return

I already have
a couple of job offers.

I'll be fine.

Nothing further.

Mr. Porter, can you name
your son's pediatrician?

Objection. That is so mean.Mr. Porter has admitted

his circumstances are unusual.
I'm exploring how unusual.

I'll allow it.

No, I can't.

Can you name
any of Noah's teachers?

No.

Know the name
of the school he attends?

What sports he plays?

Can you name
a single friend--?

Come on, Your Honor.

This is so far
below the belt,

counsel's looking up
his own rear.

Miss Bingum.

My client would like to know

the answers
to all these questions.

Shared custody would give him
that opportunity.

That's why we're here.

It's a cease-and-desist
order.

You're to terminate
all negotiations

for a Jonathan Noble
talk show.

That's ridiculous.

And curtail all appearances
using that persona.

I'm sorry. No can do.

Excuse me?The demand is out there.

Give people what they want.

People don't want you.

You're just the face.

You write it, I be it.

"I be it"?

Yeah, I'm giving Jonathan Noble
more of a folksy,

downhome charm.

I can't talk to him.

Your client had a contract
with Miss Semler.

Five hundred dollars for a set
of photographs

and unlimited use.

Show me paperwork
that spells that out.

It was an oral contract.
We'll sue for breach.

As soon as you show me
the invisible clause

that prohibits my client
from pursuing a talk show--

The reason the network
approached him

is because of my words.

You are
my intellectual property.

Not anymore.

We petitioned the court
earlier this month

to have Mr. Harris' name
legally changed

to Jonathan Noble.

The decree was issued
this morning.

Hi. I'm Jonathan.

Nice to meet you.

Psychogenic fugues
affect less

than 0.2 percent
of the population.

And Daniel is in
that 0.2 percent?

Yes. He's a textbook case.

Doctor, in your experience,

are there any lasting
side effects?

When it's over, it's over.

Someone coming out
of a fugue state

wouldn't have diminished
physical or mental capacity?

No, he wouldn't.

Would there be any impact
on ability

to bond with or take care
of his own child?

No. None.

Thank you.

Could a psychogenic fugue recur?Almost never.

Yes or no, doctor.
Could it happen?

It's possible.

So no warning, out of the blue,

someone who's been
in one psychogenic fugue

could slip into another?

Yes.

No further questions.

Where's the research
on copyright statutes?

The research you had me find
30 seconds ago? Left hand.

Dry cleaning?Back seat of your car.

Confirm my lunch?You had me cancel lunch.

You brought in salad
from your dinner with Skippy,

who's either the kid you used
to babysit or your accountant.

He's both.

And it needs to be
refrigerated.

Don't look her in the eye.

I just spent the morning IMing
with a colleague across town.

Ask me who.

Who?Tony's assistant.

Her boss has lunch
reservations at Letizia at 1.

And now, so do you.

Oh, you did not.Did.

I can't.Can.

So who is she?

An out-of-town relative?
Does Tony have a sister?

No way does your sister
dress like that.

The heels and that blouse? You
don't unbutton for your brother.

Actually, Tyra did a whole show
about it. Seriously freaky.

I can't believe this.

I am being dumped,
the old-fashioned way,

by not calling me back.

This never happened to me
before.

You mean,
it's never happened to Deb.

And now he's out with
someone else. Already.

That's not okay.

It wouldn't be okay with Deb,
and it is not okay with Jane.

I'm going in.

You're making that up.No, no, I'm not.

Jane?

Oh. Tony. Ha.

Wow, I almost walked
right past you.

What are you doing here?Eating lunch.

Oh. Ha, ha.

Yeah, me too.
That's so weird.

Oh, I'm with Stacy.

Hey.Hey.

Hi, I'm Jane.

Oh, I'm sorry. This is Elisa.
Elisa, this is Jane.

Elisa. Elisa...?

You look so familiar.
Have we met?

No, I...No?

Well, then I should let you go
and enjoy your lunch.

It was really great seeing you.
I know I owe you a call.

A couple.

But that's fine.

Ooh. By the way, Elisa,
cute blouse.

Oh. Heh, heh.

So, wait, have you guys known
each other for a while,

or...?We just met.

If you'll excuse me, I'm
gonna visit the ladies' room.

You're making your friend
uncomfortable.

I'm making my friend
uncomfortable?

I was looking for clarity,
and now I've gotten it.

When you said you wanted
to slow things down,

you meant you wanted to be
seeing people like Elisa.

Jane--No, really, thank you.

It is now totally clear.
Transparent.

Okay, the car is waiting.
We have to go.

Great seeing you, Tony.
Come on, we're walking.

How big a disaster?
Tell me the truth.

Remember when you died
in that car accident?

Yeah.This is close.

Oh, I'm sorry I'm late. I--

Jane Bingum,

welcome to So You Made
a Big Deal That You Can Dance.

No, no. No, I didn't.

Say hello to the judges.

Yeah.

Hi.

Jane's recent partner,
Tony Nicastro,

appears to have moved on
to the next level.

What?Time to meet your new partner.

Someone you know better
than you know yourself.

Deb Dobkins.

Jane and Deb
will dance the tango.

Born in the brothels
of Buenos Aires,

a successful tango shows
two souls joined as one.

What are you
doing here?

Trying to win this thing.
Now be quiet and let me lead.

Why am I seeing you
everywhere?

In the courtroom, in my office
and now in my dream.

You wanna know why
you keep seeing me?

Think about it, Jane.
What's tomorrow?

Tuesday?Yes, and something else.

The Manolo Blahnik sample sale?And something else.

I don't know.

Hello? It's only
the biggest day of the year.

Oh, my God.

Stacy.
Tomorrow's my birthday.

Yeah. I know.I almost totally forgot.

Weren't you gonna say
anything?

We usually spend
all month planning.

I wasn't sure
if I should remind you.

You know, I just figured,

you already celebrated
your birthday.

As Jane.

So we're not gonna do
anything?

No.

Well, I am.

Without me?

Grayson is having a little
get-together in your honor,

at the bar, for a couple
of Deb's close friends.

What? I wanna go.I know, sweetie.

And if it were my party,
I would totally invite you.

But, um, Grayson planned it,

so it would be weird
if I brought you.

I'm sorry.

So sorry.

Unacceptable.

There was no Bonnie Simon
on the list.

We just found her.
Bonnie knew Daniel

when he was in his fugue state.

She can testify
to his character.

Lindsey knows her husband.

You'd get references
on a nanny.

Daniel has been away
for nine years.

You're asking the court
to allow a stranger

to share custody of this boy.

I'm going to allow it.

I knew Daniel
for the last three years,

but I knew him as Tim Smith.

What was the nature
of your relationship?

We dated, on and off.

Even lived together for
six months before it ended.

Would you describe Daniel,
Tim Smith, as stable?

I'm not sure.

Tim had difficulty
keeping a job.

He spent a lot of time
at a local bar.

It's where we met.Would you describe the man

as a reliable father figure?Your Honor?

Sustained.
Too far, Mr. Resnick.

Miss Simon, why would you date
someone for three years

if you believed him
to be unstable?

I didn't say he was unstable.
Just anxious, I guess.

Why did your relationship end?

Objection. Relevance.You started it, Mr. Resnick.

I think it ended
because of who he was.

Tim--

Daniel was non-committal.
He didn't wanna settle down.

He was never entirely
in the relationship.

It was almost like...

Almost like there was
someone else in his life?

Yeah. Like that.

So I pulled all the case law
I can find.

It's a long shot,
but if we hit them

with copyright infringement,
the Lanham Act, we may have a--

Did you hear a word
I just said?

Yeah. Copyright infringement,
Lanham Act.

Did you change your tie?I'm taking a client to dinner.

My client?Our client. My firm.

I brought this case in.
I've been--

I'm not taking over.
It's dinner.

And I don't plan on discussing
a lot of business.

What do you think
of the tie?

I think Jonathan Noble
would approve.

Let's hope she does.

It's the legal equivalent
of a land grab.

We'll go after him
for copyright infringement,

use the Lanham Act.

Will it work?

I have a lot of confidence
in your lawyers.

Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't even
ask if you wanted more.

What era am I living in, right?It's okay.

Let's talk about you.

When did you know
you wanted to be a writer?

What are you doing?

What do you mean?

You're using my own stuff
on me.

Your stuff?

The accidental hand caress.

That's from my article
in April 2007.

Oh, come on.
It's a tiny table.

Take charge, then apologize
for taking charge.

You did that with the wine.

That is from my "Road Map
To The Bedroom" column.

Shall I go on?

What can I say?
You know your stuff.

Is it working?

No.

It really isn't.

It's strange to be
on the receiving end

of my own advice.

Especially coming from you.Why's that?

I always assumed that I was
writing for much younger men.

The target demographic of the
magazine is guys in their 20s.

If it's any consolation,
I usually date younger women.

Thanks to you.

There's a great jazz club
right down the road.

You wanna continue
this conversation there?

I appreciate the offer,

but I have a lot of work
I gotta do.

Thanks for dinner.

Call Judge Mayson's clerk.
I wanna amend my witness list.

On it. You wanna know why
I was waiting by the elevator?

Okay, why were you waiting?

I have good news.
Guess who called three times.

Who?Tony.

I don't know what happened--

That is not good news.

Oh, then you're not
gonna like the follow-up.

Guess who's waiting
in your office.

What the hell, Jane?

It's nice to see you too.

Would you like something
to drink?

Jane.

Okay.

I'm sorry.
But I don't feel bad about it.

Maybe I went a little overboard,
but I was not the one on a date

when all we were doing
was slowing things down.

You keep saying that--Were those not your words?

You gotta let me finish.

By all means. Finish.

It wasn't a date.

It was a job interview.

Her name is Elisa Powell.

It was for a job
at the U.S. Attorney's office.

One I'm unlikely to get
at this point.

Oh.

Well, now I feel bad
about it.

Wish I could help you out
with that.

I am sorry. Genuinely.

But I am not entirely
wrong here.

Oh, for God's sake,
you can't just apologize?

Had you bothered
to return my calls,

I might've known
what was going on.

That doesn't excuse--

I don't exist well in limbo.

So I just wanted to know
where we stand.

Fine. Wanna know where we stand?Yeah.

It's over.

Wait. It's over?

Goodbye, Jane.

She killed him.What? Who killed whom?

Look, Susan just posted this
on her blog 15 minutes ago.

Uh, "While it's been said

behind every good man
is a good woman,

the truth,
some men don't exist at all.

Jonathan Noble is one of them.

I'm a 36-year-old woman

and I've been Jonathan Noble
since day one."

She killed and buried
Jonathan Noble.

She's really 36?

She wrote that she had
an epiphany last night.

It was you, wasn't it?

There's two lawyers on the phone
from Dewey & Pierce

representing American Male,
they wanna talk.

Which lawyers?Dewey and Pierce.

They wanna talk
about Susan Semler.

And they don't
sound happy.

Your Honor,
I know this is unusual,

but I would like to let
my client question this witness.

What?

You can't allow that.
What precedent would that be?

I can't imagine having many more
cases like this one,

so I'm not worried
about the precedent.

Proceed.

She's under oath, Daniel.
What do you wanna ask?

When did you stop
loving me?

Never.

Then why wouldn't you see me?

Why are we here?

Danny, when your plane crashed,
I thought my life had ended too.

And believing you were dead,

hoping you weren't,
and never knowing,

it's no way to live.

And it's why I want custody
of Noah.

I don't understand.

Noah has a full
and happy life now.

We both do.

I know it's not your fault, but
I can't let you into his life

knowing that there's a chance
you could disappear again.

And the doctor said
it was possible.

Noah is such a good kid.

You'd be proud of him.

But I can't risk you
breaking his heart

the way you broke mine.

And maybe you got off lucky.

Amnesia is one thing,
but having you...

and losing you...

and then knowing
what you lost,

it's just, it's too much
to ask of someone you love.

So I guess that's it.

The court will let us know
when the judge has a decision.

Hey, Dad.

You wanna get out of here?

Yeah.

Daniel?

It could be simple breach,
or they could go for fraud.

Whatever happens,
you have our full support.

Miss Semler? Boris Bell.

CEO of Cornet Publishing.

I recognize your name.

Today is the first time
I'm hearing yours.

Miss Semler is prepared
to write a letter of apology.

I've been a fan of
Jonathan Noble from the start.

Imagine my surprise when
I woke up and read his blog--

Her blog. It wasn't just
professionally humiliating,

it felt personal.It wasn't meant to--

You should never be published
again.

We don't think--Was my first thought.

Then the response to
the column started coming in.

Comments on the website,
e-mails.

Sorry,
I haven't been online.

Our readers have been
cheering for you.

They understand
why you did what you did.

I'm prepared to offer you
a three-year contract

to stay on as a columnist.

On one condition.

You use your own name. Hm?

Judge Mayson's clerk called,

but I can't find Daniel.

Call the hotel.I did.

He and his mother
checked out.

I talked to a bellman who
said he put them in a cab.

Call Judge Mayson's clerk,
get him to stall.

Where's my expense report?

In your briefcase.I never look in my briefcase.

And on your desk.My calendar?

Updated.Motions?

Proofed. I alphabetized
your call list,

cataloged your billables
and cut up your vegetables.

Did you remember to--?Stop.

Okay, I've worked
for some control freaks

before, Miss Kaswell,
but you take the gold medal.

You don't recognize you've
never had a better assistant.

And never will.

No temp has ever spoken to me
like that before.

Well,
clearly they should have.

How would you feel about being
permanent, $100 more a week?

Plus dental.Deal.

Bus 4736 will be arriving
in 15 minutes.

4736, San Luis Obispo,
will be arriving in 15 minutes.

Where you headed?

Um...

I'm going to Seattle.

I'm gonna stay with my mom
for a bit. Get myself situated.

You weren't gonna call?

I know I should have,
I'm sorry. I--

I just-- I was afraid to talk
to you before I left.

I'm dropping the case, Jane.

I thought you might
convince me not to.

You can't just give up, Daniel.Lindsey was right.

I saw that outside that
courtroom, in the hallway.

Noah has a family.

Carl's been there as long
as he can remember.

It's the only father
he's ever known.

And I show up, it's like
pulling the roof down on him.

He's your son.
You have rights.

No, I know. Maybe someday,
when he's older...

But, well,
there's something else too.

Something I just learned.

What?It wasn't the first time.

When Daniel went into
his fugue state nine years ago,

it wasn't the first time.

That happened the summer
he was 10. He fell off a bike,

and for three days,
he just lost himself completely.

He didn't know who he was,
where he was, or...

His memory was gone.

I didn't say anything before
because I--

You didn't wanna hurt
his chances in court.

Yes.

But you had to tell him.

Knowing what I know now,

how can I promise anyone
I won't disappear again?

I can't.

This is the right thing to do.
For everyone.

Well, everyone but you.

It's been nine years.

The world that I lived in
has moved on without me.

And if I wanna move on, then
I guess I just have to let go.

So, what do you think?What do I think?

Yes. Did Daniel do
the right thing?

Let his old life
go on without him.

Well, it sounds like he did
the right thing for Daniel.

But we're not talking
about Daniel, are we?

You're doing okay.

You're pretty strong.

You know, normally, I might
have the urge to hug you,

but my fuzzies went away
when you told me

that you're working for Kim.

Jane, why do you think
I took this job?

I don't know.

Come here.

I only have one real job,
and that's to look after you.

Mm-hm.

And with that desk
right there,

well, it gives me
a front-row seat.

To Deb, on your 25th birthday.

It's been a little while now,
and...

This should be
getting easier, right?

I miss you.
Your friends miss you.

And even though we're all here
celebrating your life,

our lives
are a little less...

Sparkly.

Yeah. It's all
a little less sparkly.

To Deb.ALL: To Deb.

Happy birthday, Deb.

♪ Past is past ♪

♪ You never really
Gave it a shot ♪

♪ Maybe you'll find that ♪

♪ When you come back ♪

♪ I'll be alright
On your own again ♪

♪ Back to where it all began ♪

♪ The phone don't ring
And the tears they fall ♪

♪ But you carry on
And on and on ♪