All language subtitles for Drop Dead Diva (2009) - S02E12 - Bad Girls (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 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.

I want a big yard
with two oak trees

to tie a hammock
on lazy afternoons.

And I want a swing set
for the kids

and a big bay window
in the kitchen

so I can keep an eye
on them, and you.

Grayson, I want something too.

♪ I want you to want me ♪

♪ I need you to need me ♪

♪ I'd love you to love me ♪

♪ I'm beggin' you to beg me ♪

♪ I want you to want me ♪

♪ I need you to need me ♪

♪ I'd love you to love me ♪

♪ I'll shine up
The old brown shoes ♪

♪ Put on a brand-new shirt ♪

♪ I'll get home early from work
If you say that you love me ♪

♪ Didn't I, didn't I
Didn't I see you cryin'? ♪

♪ Oh, didn't I, didn't I
Didn't I see you cryin'? ♪

♪ Feelin' all alone ♪

♪ Without a friend
You know you feel like dyin' ♪

♪ Oh, didn't I, didn't I
Didn't I see you cryin'? ♪

♪ I want you to want me ♪

♪ I need you to need me ♪

♪ I'd love you to love me ♪

♪ I'm beggin' you to beg me ♪

♪ I want you to want me ♪

♪ I want you to want me ♪

♪ I want you to want me ♪

♪ I want you to want me ♪

Not only does Vanessa
have Grayson,

she also has decent pitch
and some pretty good moves.

It was just a dream.

No, it's never just a dream.

My subconscious
is the only place

I can get in Grayson's face,

and tell him,
"I am your girl, not her."

Did you have spicy food?

Sometimes spicy food
makes me have weird dreams.

No, the dream
was not from spicy food,

it was from spicy
text messages.

I've sort of been reading
Vanessa's texts

to Grayson.Sort of?

Grayson sat next to me
at a staff meeting.

His phone was on the table and
the messages kept popping up.

Vanessa is beautiful and smart.

And she TiVo'd the Dodger game
for him.

I read that in a text.

The point is any chance
I had with Grayson is gone.

You know, as somebody
in a relationship,

I could
offer you some advice.

You kissed Stacy once,
that's not a relationship.

Well, what's your advice?

Don't read Grayson's texts.

Good morning.Good morning to you.

Are you ready
for our morning run?

Our morning run?

No, no, Fred.
I run alone.

It's my time to meditate,

become one with nature
and plan my day's outfits. Bye.

But--Bye.

I don't get it.

At this stage
in our relationship,

we should be running together.

Should I buy her some flowers?

Too much?
What should I do?

You could start
by putting on some pants,

so that we could
get to the office.

Fine.

Hey, can we drive by her
and honk?

This is your classmate's blog?

Yeah, Madison Thomas.

She started "MAD-itude"
last year

and everyone in school
reads it.

Somehow, she got Abby's picture
in a bra,

posted it and invited
her classmates to make comments.

This is just cruel.

It's not that big a deal.

And I don't need a lawyer,
no offense.

Miss Bingum, can you help us
get this photo down?

Did you contact
Madison's parents?

Her mother. I mean, I assumed
she'd be mortified,

instead she attacked me:
"It's Madison's right."

She thinks her daughter has
the right to embarrass mine?

What about the school?

The principal said
his hands are tied.

The photo wasn't taken or
distributed on school grounds.

He did ask Madison
to take it down,

which she did, for one night,
then it was back.

Abby, you're looking
at the camera,

with your head slightly back--
Oh, I totally know that pose.

You took this picture,
didn't you?What?

I used to take pictures
of myself all the time.

It's the best way to get
an objective view of the outfit,

and the head tilt happens
naturally as you work the lens.

Fine. I took it, okay?

Mom, can we please
just drop this?

Wait, you took that picture
and gave it to Madison?

No, I e-mailed it to Charlie.

What?Everybody does it.

When we broke up,
I guess he gave it to Madison.

It sucks, I know, but there
are bikinis that show more.

I can't believe--

What do you want me to do?Ladies, ladies.

I'm going to send a strongly
worded letter to Madison.

The threat of litigation should
make her take it down, okay?

Oh, my.PARKER: Okay.

Moving on, let's talk
receivables. Kaswell?

My personal injury case

just settled this morning,
six figures.

Not bad. Love those figures.

And we're on to new business.
Bingum.

You with us?Yes.

Yeah, I'm right here.

You have my total
and complete attention.

You had an intake meeting?Oh, right. Um--

New client,
mom and daughter.

The girl's being victimized,
um... Um...

I'll just write you a memo.Great. Love memos.

Sorry to interrupt.

Claire.

Wow, this place
hasn't changed at all,

except for the new faces.

Good morning.
Love those earrings.

Uh-- Thank you.

This is Claire Harrison

of the esteemed law firm,
Harrison and me.

J., can I speak to you
in private for a moment?

Yeah, let's go in my office.

Back to work, everyone.

Okay, here's the story.

Eight years ago,
Claire Harrison left the firm

when she fell in love
and married Simon Bell.

He's the founder
of Planet Green.

That company that makes
overpriced organic products.

I know him. I mean,
I know what he looks like.

He is the suntanned face
on my nontoxic, ozone-friendly,

non-animal-tested
screen wash.

Yup, that's him.
Poor Mr. Parker.

Poor Parker?TERI: Yeah.

He and Claire
were hot and heavy

before she met Simon Bell.

But you know those office
romances never work out, right?

You all can keep gossiping,
I'm going back to work.

Claire would like that.
She still owns half the firm.

Doesn't draw a salary,

but she's a 50-percent
equity partner.

Why don't we get back to work?
Thank you, Gossip Girl.

What are you doing?

Grayson's phone.

He left it in my office.
There is a text message,

and I'm going to return it
without looking.

Grayson's not in his office.

Then I will put it
on his desk

and leave it there
without looking.

You looked.

It was from Vanessa.

It said, "Thanks
for taking out the trash."

That's not so bad.

And, "I love you."

Has it really been that long?

Yeah, it seems like
just yesterday

we were celebrating our
successful motion to suppress.

You know, I think we
celebrated on this sofa.

I hope I'm not interrupting.

Claire, Kim Kaswell,
six-year associate.

If you're here on a legal
matter, I'm available.

It's a sensitive issue.

For Claire.

My husband cheated on me.

I want a divorce.I'm sorry.

Don't be. Simon's company
just went public.

He's worth millions.

Well, as you know, California's
a community property state.

You're entitled to half.

Except, as I was
about to tell J.,

we have a "nupkin."A what?

A prenup written on Crazy Dave's
Surfside Grill napkin.

Claire--When we got engaged,

he was just this cute surfer
with big dreams,

not a dime to his name.

We went out to this restaurant,

and he was being flirtatious
with the waitress.

I joked that he only wanted me
for my money.

He took a napkin and wrote:

"If we break up,
what's yours is yours,

"what's mine is mine.

Business and marriage
are separate."

We both signed it.

An unconventional letterhead,
but it's legit

and supersedes community
property rules.

That's what I thought.Wait, hold on.

What about Steven Spielberg
and Amy Irving?

They had a "nupkin"
that was tossed out by a judge.

Community property rules
reverted,

and Amy walked away
with a hundred mil.

Works for me.Yeah.

I'll review the decision
and prepare for court.

Whoo-hoo. Heh.

Great suits.
Oh.

Gucci, single-breast,
two-button.

Yeah, Deb picked it out for me.I know.

I mean, I assume.

You know, men think it's silly
to spend money on a fancy suit

when they could use it
on an awesome flat screen.

Exactly. Well, I'm glad
Deb talked me into this.

I'm meeting Vanessa's parents
tomorrow for dinner.

Wow, things are really getting
serious between you two.

I guess, yeah.Are you nervous?

Little bit. Her father's
a ninth circuit judge,

and apparently,
he's tough on anyone

dating his little girl.

Well, you've got
the right suit.

They're gonna love you.

Oh. Thanks.Yeah.

I'll see you.

Ms. Bingham, were you trying
to scare a teenage girl

with this cease and desist?

Well, I was trying to
make a point

and it did get you here.

Ms. Thomas, why not just
have her do the right thing?

Miss Condescending,
why not just butt out?

Are you aware that your client
narced on Madison

for cheating
on a chemistry test?

No, but--

I was following
school honor code

and I wish
I had never said anything.

I'm sorry I got you in trouble.Hmm. So sure.

If the tables were turned,
I'd insist Abby take it down.

Can you please just try
and see this

through my eyes?We're done here.

We're not going to
take the photo down.

It's called free speech.
Look it up.

Fine.
Then we'll sue your client

for intentional infliction
of emotional distress.

Look that up.

Abby, I'm gonna
need you to testify.

No.

If I say anything against her,
just shoot me now.

Honey, you have got to stand up
for yourself.

Abby, I totally get it.

In high school,
I knew girls like Madison.

And here's the thing:
if she is mean to you,

she's mean to a lot of girls,
right?

Yeah. She's a total bitch-athon.
So, what?

So I have to show a pattern
of mean behavior.

So if I can get other girls
to testify, would you?

If I'm not the only one?

Okay.

A contract doesn't need to be
a formal document.

It can be written on toilet
paper, it is still valid,

provided there's
mutuality of consideration.

However, in almost identical
circumstances,

the napkin prenup of
Steven Spielberg and Amy Irving

was deemed invalid.

That napkin was tossed because
Miss Irving was an actress

without legal representation.

Claire Harrison, a lawyer,

knew exactly
what she was signing.

I agree. Miss Harrison should be
held to a higher standard

than the star
of Crossing Delancey.

Your Honor, this agreement

was written at a bar
over cocktails.

If Miss Harrison signed
while drunk

in a diminished capacity, that
would invalidate the napkin.

Come on.Miss Harrison,

were you sauced
when you signed?

Guilty, Your Honor.

Miss Harrison,
who drove home that night?

I don't remember.

You did.
You drove your Mercedes.

Your Honor, we contend--

I know what you're contending.

If she was sober enough to
drive, she was sober enough

to understand
what she was signing.

The prenup napkin is valid.

Did you see him in there?
Totally smug.

With his $200 haircut
and his Cartier watch.

Without me,
he'd still be on the beach

looking for gnarly waves.

What do you mean,
if it weren't for you?

He talked about
starting a business,

but it was just talk.

He was clueless about
corporate law,

marketing, inventory,
that was all me.

Great, Claire.
Forget the napkin.

I'll petition
to continue the hearing,

we'll argue sweat equity.PARKER: She's right.

If we can't get half his assets
as your wife then--

I can lay claim as his
de facto business partner.

That's brilliant.Did you keep records?

Contracts? Phone logs?She keeps everything.

I remember your old condo,
you were like a pack rat.

I'll have everything
sent over to the office.

Thank you.

Both of you.

Uh--
Anything you wanna tell me?

I take it you heard that we--In passing.

You have nothing
to worry about.

Who says I'm worried?

So, sweetie,
I need your help with my case.

What do you want me to do?
Should I take notes?

Do I need a costume?

I can speak in a French accent.

No. Here's the deal.

Abby is a high school junior,

she's being bullied by Madison,
the queen bee.

Madison's mean
to a lot of girls.

I need them
to share their stories,

but teenagers
won't talk to a lawyer.

But they'll tell everything
to a model.

Exactly.

Ha. Let's get to work.

I was on the French Riviera
on a yacht

for a bikini shoot
when Giselle--

Yeah, her. She had
a wardrobe malfunction.

Her sandal broke,
she slipped, grabbed onto me.

We both fell into the water,

and that ended up
being the shot.

Oh. That is so cool.

I can't believe
you're a real model.

Talk about Madison Thomas.

Um-- Listen, uh, what's the dish
on Madison Thomas?

She's one of your classmates,
right?

Yeah. Why?

Abby. Abby. Abby.

Ahem. You guys know what
happened to Abby Tildon, right?

Yeah, it sucks.Yeah, it does.

But she's gonna fight Madison
in court.

Mm-hm. I'm BFF with her lawyer,
it would really help her out,

if you guys told the judge
what Madison did to each of you.

You're kidding, right?She'd make our lives hell.

Doesn't she already do that?

Okay, so it's the three of you,

plus Abby,
makes it four against one.

It is time to take Madison down.

Jane's here.

Good news.

We got Olivia, Lily and Emma
to all testify.

Oh. Thank you, Jane.

Madison's here.

Hey, Teri.Yo, boss.

Your witness, Lily,
just called in sick.

Uh-- Lily's not coming.

Hold on. Other line.

Jane Bingum's office.

Thank you.
I'll give her the message.

Olivia is sick too.Olivia's out too?

At least we still have Emma.

Absolutely.

Emma, come here.

Your Honor,
I believe Madison Thomas

has engaged
in witness tampering.

Three of my witnesses
are now "sick."

That's a serious charge.

I'd like to submit
her cell phone as evidence.

Her text messages
will verify my accusation.

Miss Thomas, please hand
your cell phone to the bailiff.

There are no text messages
on this phone.

Obviously they've been deleted.

Did you see them
with your own eyes

and are you willing to testify
under oath to their content?

No, but trust me,
I know what she did.

If this is all you have,
case dismissed.

I'm so sorry.MADISON: Hey, Miss Bingum.

What?Say cheese.

Can't wait to see the comments
on this one.

See you tomorrow at school,
Abbs.

Oh, you're home.

Bradley, this is Jane,
my roomie.

He looks familiar.
Didn't you two used to date?

Three hair styles ago.

Bradley just stopped by
for a drink.

Nice to meet you

for the first time.Likewise.

How was your day in court?Oh.

Jane is a lawyer.Oh, wow.

The witnesses were no-shows,
and I failed miserably

at the hands of
a teenage mean girl.

Jane's super smart,
just like you.

Bradley is an astrologist.
He can read our charts.

Uh, no. I can't,
because I'm an astronomer.

People must make
that mistake a lot.

Yeah, I guess.
Can't tell how many times

I picked up Star Magazine
hoping to read about Orion,

only to find out Sandra Bullock
is moving on with her life.

Please, I've picked up
Bar Today

hoping for legal precedents,
only to find cocktail recipes.

Hey, Jane,
maybe sometime,

you'd like to have a drink
with me.

Um... Um...

You know, I'm pretty swamped,
but thank you.

Look at this,
we need more crackers.

Will you help me
with the crackers?

Hi!

What is wrong with you?

He's a doll.

And the chemistry?

He asked you out in two minutes.
Must be some record.

Hello, he is your ex.

That is a violation
of the girlfriend rule.

Besties before testes
does not apply

if you have my blessing.

And I bless you.

Heh. Okay, fine.
Thank you, Reverend Stacy.

I will go out with him.Okay.

Mr. Parker,
am I to understand

that you're arguing
sweat equity?

Yes, Your Honor,
may I submit exhibits A to L.

Contracts Claire vetted,
business plans, legal documents.

All uncompensated.BURTON: They were married.

It's just pillow talk.
There are no formal contracts.

Well, it does seem Miss Harrison

performed a great deal of work

for which she is entitled
to compensation.

When you were
a practicing lawyer,

you had an hourly rate, correct?

Yes, but--

Calculate your hours
commensurate

and Mr. Bell
will pay you a fee.

We're asking for
half the company.

And your request is denied.

"Lame Jane."

"What not to wear."

"A total loser."

Okay, I'm an adult
and I still feel awful.

Imagine how Abby feels.

You know what's wrong?
The civil courts

can't even touch
this mean girl.

Oh, my God.

What? You have that look.
Should I take dictation?

Teri, I totally messed up
by filing civil charges.

Under the new
cyberbullying laws,

California Penal Code
Section 653m,

Madison has committed
numerous acts of harassment.

A criminal act.

I'll print out
a copy of Abby's photo

and get you a meeting
with the DA.

Madison, you're going down.

You okay?Are you sure your parents

are gonna like this restaurant?My parents don't care.

They just wanna meet you.Shot of tequila.

And make it quick
before the others arrive.

Are you nervous?Me? No.

Yeah.All rise.

Daddy.

Hello, princess.Hi.

Hi, Mom. Um...

Grayson, these are my parents,
Byron and Patty.

It's a pleasure to meet you,
sir, judge.

Mrs. Hemmings.

So I showed the DA
Abby's picture on "MAD-itude",

and he agreed to pursue
criminal charges.

Well, thank you.
Thank you very much.

I'm sorry.No.

This is really bad
first-date conversation.

No. I think it's great that
you're so passionate about work.

I'm also passionate
about shoes.

Maybe save that
for our second date.

Not a problem. Ha, ha.

You know,
I'm really glad Stacy set us up.

What?I thought she told you.

Yes. No, yeah, of course.

Oh. Ooh.
Wow, it's so late.

I had a really great time
with you. Um...

I just have to follow up
on the case and...

I understand. I'll call you?Great. Thanks.

So to answer your question,
Grayson,

yes, the robe is itchy.

I like him.

Grayson, come up to our house
in Santa Barbara some weekend.

Or the whole summer.
All you need is a bathing suit.

But separate bedrooms.

Oh, who am I kidding?
I'm desperate for grandchildren.

Daddy.

Sooner the better.
But no pressure.

Sweetie.
How was your date?

So you think
that I am such a loser

that you have to throw me
one of your leftovers?

No. Bradley is smart
and interesting.

And so are you now.Wow.

I thought you would
be good together.

You don't think
I could get a guy on my own?

You can, but you're not
putting yourself out there.

I dated Tony.Ages ago.

And now you're back to being
all obsessed with Grayson.

So you don't think that Grayson
could possibly love me?

That's not what I said.

Fred told me he's meeting
Vanessa's parents.

If I want a date, or not,
it's up to me.

Come on, guys.

You haven't spoken to each other
since last night.

It's time to make up.
Jane, you are drinking coffee.

That means
that you are exhausted

from staying up all night,

feeling bad
for hurting Stacy's feelings.

I was up all night
checking "MAD-itude"

to see if they removed
Abby's photo,

which they finally did.

Oh, look,
Stacy made two slices of toast.

I will bet that one of them
is for her best friend.

I'm hungry.Okay. Enough.

You two are acting like
those girls on "MAD-itude."

Look at that, huh?
Allies.

Both hating on me.

A three-page legal document
that Claire vetted.

Lots of scribbles
and cross-outs.

Must have taken her
two hours a page

at 400 an hour, that's--Twenty-four hundred dollars.

Oh, you're good at math.

Yup. You know,
I'm also good at crochet.

Not that that's relevant.

Okay, that's the last
of billable hours.

Now let's move on
to associated expenses.

Any receipt used
as a business expense,

Claire can get reimbursed.

Oh. Wow. Check it out.
A hundred thou

wired to the Canary Islands
from the household account.

Must have been some vacation.

Let me see that.

You don't wire a hundred grand
for a vacation.

So it was a business trip?Hmm.

On the back, it says,
"Planet Green."

It's a business expense

taken from their joint
personal account.

That's weird.Yeah, so weird,

we gotta tell Parker and Kim
right now.

I know what happened
to the money,

and I want you to drop it.

You need to tell us
what's going on.

This is a lot of money.

All right, but it doesn't
leave this room.

Two weeks before his IPO,
we got a tape in the mail.

Simon in bed
with a prostitute.

That's how you knew
he was cheating.

This charming young lady

demanded
a hundred thousand dollars,

or she was gonna send a copy
to the Board of Directors.

It would've ruined his image
and tanked the IPO.

So you used household money,
you couldn't use corporate funds

without tipping off the board?Yes.

We can use this as leverage.No. It's humiliating.

He was my husband
and I'm not gonna

resort to blackmail
to get what's rightfully mine.

What if we resort to the law?

What do you mean?

Yeah, we all know it's me.
So, what?

California is a no-fault
divorce state.

It's irrelevant.

What's relevant is that Simon
wired money to the blackmailer

from a marital account.

We had to.
My investors couldn't see this.

Would have been the end
of Planet Green.

So add the hundred thou
to the settlement.

We'll call it a day.Not so fast.

Simon commingled funds and
invalidated the very separation

promised in the prenup.Come on.

We didn't have any other option.

Once separate and community
property are combined,

it's presumed
to be community property.

You invalidated the napkin,
Simon.

You stole from the piper
to pay the hooker.

Now you owe Claire half.

The photo was removed
because I went to the DA.

He'll be investigating
harassment charges

against Madison,
and you won't have to testify.

That's great.
Thank you.

Thank you so much, Jane.

Jane, we have a problem.

Are you Abby Tildon?

Yes, she is.
And I am her lawyer.

You are under arrest

for violating California
Penal Code Section 311.2.

Stop, you've got it all wrong.

You provided a photo
from Madison Thomas' blog.

The DA filed charges
against Abby

for distribution of
child pornography.

What? Jane--Have you seen the photo?

She's wearing a bra.
Nothing's exposed.

According to the DA, the photo
qualifies as pornography.

You need to come with me.ABBY: Mom.

No, if you're gonna
arrest anyone,

arrest Madison Thomas.

She posted the photo.Already did.

She's in a holding cell.Mom.

It's okay, honey.
I'm right behind you.

What have you done?

Docket ending 323,
docket ending 324.

People v. Madison Thomas,
People v. Abby Tildon.

Your Honor, these charges--

The reason my client is here
is because her client

created and distributed
that photo.

Which would have
been private--

The law was created
to stop the generation

of obscene materials.

And her client
distributed the photo.

The intention of the law
is to protect

exploited children.Jane.

What I was saying--Jane. Jane.

Miss Bingum--Not now.

Stacy, go out.

It's important.

I apologize
for the interruption--

No, no, no.

-but I brought cupcakes.

I'm sorry, Your Honor.

Short recess,
a personal emergency.

Five minutes. Bailiff,
bring me one with sprinkles.

What is your problem?
This is a criminal case.

And you're interrupting because
you feel badly about Bradley?

What? No.

I am here on a legal matter.Mm-hm.

I was looking
on "MAD-itude"

because you got me
involved in the case

and something caught my eye.What are you talking about?

You know how Madison
took Abby's picture down

and put it back up again?

Yes.Check out the time-stamp

on the second post.

Oh, my God.
Right?

And for the record,
I am sorry about Bradley.

Thanks, Stace.

But you're right,
Grayson's moved on

and I should too.

I should've told you
it was a setup.

You were just
trying to be sweet.

I was.

Well, sweetie,
go save our client.

Okay.

Your Honor, if you let me
call a single witness,

I guarantee
I can put an end to this trial.

Maybe I'm on a sugar high,
but if you're guaranteeing...

I'd like to call
Madison's mother,

Heather Thomas,
to the stand.

Madison was mad at Abby
for turning her in for cheating,

wasn't she?Yes.

It's destroyed
any chance she has

of getting into
a good college.

It was after that incident
that Madison

first posted the picture
of Abby, wasn't it?

I guess.JANE: I said first posted

because after pressure
from the principal,

your daughter took down
the photo, didn't she?

Yes.But then it was posted again.

Here's the time-stamp
from the second post.

Would you please read
the highlighted portion.

Eleven twenty-two a.m.,
March 13th.

A Tuesday. Now, where was
your daughter at that time?

School.

Where there's no
public internet.

She couldn't have
re-posted the picture.

Madison showed remorse,
but you couldn't let it rest.

I have no idea
what you're talking about.

You felt Abby
hurt your daughter

and so you had to
hurt her back.

Isn't that true?

Ms. Thomas,
you're under oath.

Nobody messes with my kid.JUDGE: Okay.

Everybody into my chambers, now.

Here's what's going to happen:

Young ladies, I'm dismissing
charges against both of you.

Madison, no more posting photos
like that on your blog.

And, Abby, no more sexting,
got it?

Now, I'm assuming the DA will be
filing charges against you

for cyberbullying.

Yes, Your Honor. Immediately.JUDGE: Good.

Miss Thomas,
I'm going to offer you a deal.

One hundred hours

of court-ordered parental
education,

and I want an apology
on your daughter's blog,

explaining why posting
that photo was wrong.

That's ridiculous.Or you can let a jury decide.

You let your daughter
take the rap for your actions.

So if you lose the trial,
I'll send you to jail.

Yeah.Thank you.

Thank you.

That is from my dad.

And that is from my mom.

And that...

...is from me. Heh.

Chardonnay, please.BARTENDER: You got it.

Thank you.

Listen. Make sure
that I only drink half.

Ugh. Homework.

Okay.

Hey, what's going on?
You okay?

Ah. Just not loving
this beer, that's all.

Yeah, right.
What's going on?

Oh, it's just
meeting your parents

made me realize we were
getting serious pretty fast.

Are you breaking up with me?

Oh, no.
Oh, not at all.

It's just they were talking
about summers in Santa Barbara

and kids.And that scared you?

When you were with Deb,

did those kind of things
scare you too?

I mean, at this point
in your relationship?

No.

Well, thank you
for being honest.

It's one of the million things
that I like about you.

Don't leave.

If I thought
that I could talk you

into feeling differently,
I would stay,

but one of the things
I like about me

is that I won't beg.

♪ All over again ♪

♪ I'm hanging on just hanging
By a golden thread ♪

What are you doing?

I know who blackmailed
Claire's ex-husband.

Yeah. Me too.
A smart hooker.

Not even close.Or the hotel clerk.

Whatever, it's over.
We won, move on.

I can't.
It's a hundred thousand dollars.

It's bugging me.
You know how obsessive I get.

It's why my paper clips
are sorted by color.

These are all Kinko's charges

billed directly to Claire's
personal credit card.

They were charged a couple
of weeks prior to blackmail.

So what?I called Kinko's.

These are all charges
for faxing.

Subtract 4.95, cost per fax.Get to the point, Fred.

Divide by 3.16.Migraine.

That is the price per minute
to fax the Canary Islands.

The only country
that costs $3.16.

Five, nine, three, seven.

The minutes per fax
Claire made to...

The Canary Islands,

where the offshore bank account
is located.

Right. Now, to set up
an offshore account,

you need to fax.

To hide the paper trail--You fax from a Kinko's.

Claire had the money wired
to her own account.

Claire is the blackmailer.

She knew the "nupkin" had a good
chance of being upheld,

so she set up her husband
and created a plan B.

Knowing we'd find it.

Do you remember when we won
that huge Andrews case,

and the cork went
right through the window?

It hit Teri's car.
That was priceless.

Actually, it was
a hundred bucks.

Oh. I forgot how much I enjoy
being around this place.

Cheers.Cheers.

Mm.

It was great getting back
in the ring with you again.

Harrison & Parker
hasn't been the same without,

you know, Harrison.

Speaking of, how attached
is Kim to my old office?

You saying you want it back?

Maybe.

But first,
I have another question.

How attached are you to Kim?

What? How did you--?

Our first Christmas together,
you gave me these.

My opinion is they suit me
better than they suit her.

Oh.

Hmm.

You are not going to believe
what happened to me today,

and I'm going to tell you
over dinner.

Kim gave me a bonus.Oh. Heh. Well, thanks,

but I think I'm just gonna
call it an early night.

Uh, Stacy, um, we kissed,
and that meant something to me.

But if it means nothing to you,
then let me know,

as quickly and painlessly
as possible.

Fred, I like you.

I like you too.

But when things start out
all intense, they fizzle fast.

I don't want us to be like

Renée Zellweger
and Kenny Chesney.

I want us to be
like Al and Tipper.

I mean,
before they split up.

They were together
for, like, 40 years.

Okay. I got it.
How about this?

It's just dinner.

That sounds great.I'll even let you pay.

Well, let's not get too crazy.

Hey, how's the fresh air?

I need some.

Hey.

You okay?

Yeah,
just processing the day.

Vanessa and I broke up.

What?

I thought everything
was going so well.

You met the parents.And I wasn't ready.

I didn't realize it
until we were at dinner

and they started talking
about the future.

Grandkids and a beach house,
and my palms started to sweat.

Wow.

Told Vanessa I wasn't ready.

Well, you know,
at least you were honest.

Yeah, she said the same thing.

Hmm.Then she asked about Deb.

And I admitted that a future
with her never scared me.

Grayson, I don't know
if that's exactly true.

What?

Sorry, well, Stacy told me
what happened that time

around Christmas.

Oh...

Sorry I'm late.Hey, no worries. I'm starving.

I almost ate bread.

I was looking everywhere
for my green and red sweater.

I wear it every Christmas.I gave that to Goodwill.

What?It had holes in the elbows,

and it was a rayon blend.

I'm pretty sure Santa
put a brand-new cashmere sweater

under the tree, so let's order.

I love that sweater.

You'll love the new one.

You can't just
throw my stuff out.

Whoa, I'm sorry.
I didn't think--

That's your problem.

Sometimes, you don't think
about how I feel.

I said I'm sorry.

Excuse me.

I heard it became
a pretty big fight.

I felt awful.
I made her cry.

Stacy said it was the night

before you were supposed
to meet Deb's parents, right?

Yeah, I know
where you're going.

I suppose I was nervous
about our future together,

so I picked a fight
over a stupid sweater.

I was a jerk.

I'm sure she understood.

Look, I am not saying

that Vanessa's the right woman
for you, but--

But I have to let go
of the past.

You can't get it back, right?

At least
not in the exact same way.

I wish you could've met Deb.
She would've liked you.

Well, I'm sure
I would've liked her too.

Yeah.Ha, ha, ha.

It was my favorite sweater.All right. I know.