All language subtitles for Drop Dead Diva (2009) - S04E12 - Picks & Pakes (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, Luke.

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 ♪

♪ Don't mind

♪ Makin' a mess

♪ This might be
the best day of your life

♪ La, La, La ♪

What are you doing?

I'm working
on my TV smile.Ah.

I need to blend
humility and confidence.

Two parts Meryl Streep,
one part Katie Couric.

My future wife
on national TV

arguing against
Lawrence freakin' Brand.

You could not be
hotter right now.

But you're gonna need
more than a smile
to keep up with him.

We're debating
a celebrity's right
to privacy.

I've had a subscription to
Us Weeklysince I was five.

That's an
excellent point.

Hey, my buddy Roger,
the real-estate agent.Uh-huh.

He pulled some
house listings for us.

We can check
them out tomorrow.Oh, that's great.

Oh, you know what?
I'm so sorry.

I'm just really
busy tomorrow.

Why aren't you
more excited about
house hunting?

Is it the money?
Because...

No. It's Stacy.

You know?
I haven't told her yet.

She is aware that
when people get married,

they generally
live together.

Yes, of course.

But, you know,
we haven't
talked about it.

I mean, we just bought
a new goldfish together.

Jane.

All right.
I will talk to her today.

I promise.

Jane wants
her bridesmaids
in French haute,

but I want salsa hot,
like this one.

Salsa gives me indigestion,
and so does that.

Well, it doesn't matter
because my date

is my zumba instructor,

and after one margarita,
the dress will be
on the floor.

Mmm! So, how
about you, blondie?

Who's your "plus one"?

I've been working
too hard to date,
but there is a contender.

Don't be obvious,
but look to your right.

Oh! She's cute!

Good for you.
Expanding your horizons.

No, no, no.
The other right.

Oh. Yeah.
I guess he'll do.

I don't even
know his name.

He comes in here
every day, smiles,

and asks me
all about the pakes,

like, are the fillings
canned or fresh?

How do I make my crusts?
Which ones have nuts?

And then he leaves.

Oh, good lord.
Guys don't care about crust.

He wants to ask you out,
but he just doesn't
have the nuts.

Can I even date
a customer?

I mean,
isn't there some sort
of bakers' code?

Okay. He's coming over.
Just be cool.

Um, excuse me.

Hi.Hi.

I noticed a new pake
on the display,

the one with
the green frosting.

Oh. It's my
pistachio surprise.

Surprise!
My friend Stacy
wants to go out with you.

Teri, no, mmm.

Um...

How about lunch?

She's free right now.Well, okay!

Teri, I can take it
from here.

That sounds lovely.

Let me just change
out of my apron.

Does a right to privacy

truly exist in today's
celebrity culture?

Let's unleash the lawyers.

To my right, the man
who took on Big Tobacco,

Big Oil, Big Insurance,
the Lawrence Brand.

Always nice
to be here, Nancy.

And also with us, a guest
that's new to the program,

Joan Bingum.

Uh, it's... It's Jane.

Jane, Joan.
Whatever.

More than ever,
celebrities are whining

their "privacy"
Is being "violated."

Today's big question.

Do celebs really have
the right to gripe?

Well, I believe that
everyone in society
is entitled to...

Once in the public eye,
you can't ask the public
to go blind.

Right,
but the right to...

Celebrities can't have
their star-studded cake

and eat it, too.

Don't have to
raise your hand.

Well, clearly, I do.

I think we can all
agree that photographing
Naomi Campbell

when she's
leaving rehab
is a violation of...

Stop right there.

Excuse me?

Your premise,
"We can agree"
it's presumptuous.

Let me tell you
something, Larry...

I believe
these celebrities
erase the lines

between public and private
with every Tweet,

Facebook post,
and sex tape they release.

Joan, response?

Um...

Not much
of a response.

Oh! No.
Yes, I do have a response!

In Bernard v. Iowa Board
of Education,

you successfully
argued that the school

had no right to search
students' lockers

because, and I quote,
"A democratic society requires

"that privacy
be a concrete right,
not a flexible one."

Oh, my goodness!

She's right.

What? Did I just
hear Lawrence Brand
concede a point?

But, frankly,
I don't recall that case.

I think that both of you
are making it up.

It was squeezed
between Mr. Brand's
asbestos class-action

and his product liability
against a baby-food company.

Oh!

Ms. Bingum...Yeah.

It seems you
know more about me
than my ex-wife.

Linda, a woman you met
as a law student at Harvard.

Oh, my goodness.

Oh!

Oh, God! I'm sorry.
Oh, God!

I'm so sorry!

I am so sorry!MAN: Get away!

So, I was trying
to bake a cake,

but two pages
of the cookbook

got stuck together
with vanilla extract,

and then I ended up baking
my cake in a pie crust.

I mean,
pie plus cake
equals pake. Voila!

We are all just
one happy accident away

from being a genius.

Did you just
call me a genius?

What if I did?

You'd be the first.

Well, the first to
say it without an
exaggerated eye roll.

I have a proposal
for you.

Oh!

I'm flattered,
but I think you're moving

a little fast there, Jonah.

The thing is, Stacy...

I own the patent
on the pake.

I'm sorry. What?

Yeah.
Here's the paperwork.

You've been profiting off
my intellectual property.

Something that
I'm willing to overlook

for half of your profits.

I think this is
the worst date ever.

Teri, quit gawking.

Ugh. It's like watching
a hoarders marathon.

I'm repulsed,
but I can't look away.

Ah. Thank you.

You know they've been
on three dates already?

She's like the terminator
of office romances.

First you,
then Parker, now Luke.

Who's next,
Cory from the mailroom?

Guess you missed
the Christmas party.

Seriously, it's...
It's not that big of a deal.

Which part
wasn't a big deal?

When I spilled
my drink on myself

or when I elbowed
Nancy Grace in the face?

I'm telling you,
no one even noticed.

Bingum!
You're a star.

You saw the show?Been watching
all afternoon.

You've gone viral.
Check it out.What?

Please pull up
"Jane Bingum
on Nancy Grace."

Oh!

Oh, God! I'm sorry.
Oh, God!

Oh, my God!Wow!

50,000 hits
in two hours.

What? I...

Oh, God, Parker,
I'm so sorry.

Sorry?
Are you kidding me?

This is great publicity.

And it's free.

"No one noticed"?Yeah.

Look,
I got to get to work.

I'll see you later?

So, what was it like to meet
your idol in the flesh?

My idol?Lawrence Brand.

Is not my idol.

What... What is that?

A Lawrence Brand
coffee mug.

You gave them
out for Christmas
a few years ago.

Before your amnesia,
you could not get
enough of this guy.

Get rid of it.
I never want to
see that arrogant,

self-congratulatory
blowhard again.

Somebody call for an arrogant,
self-congratulatory blowhard?

What are you doing here?

I want to hire you.

Okay.

Well, in case you haven't
noticed, I have a job.

I've got a pretrial hearing

against a huge
drug company
in a few hours.

Look, you're used to
getting your way,

but let me tell you
something, Larry.PARKER: She's in.

Mr. Brand has
agreed to give us
25% of his contingency.

I've cleared
your entire schedule.

Welcome aboard.

I grew up an only child,

and my whole life
all I've ever wanted to be

was a mom.

It took us a while, but...

We finally got pregnant.

It's okay.
Take your time.

During my...
My second trimester,

I just didn't feel right.

My OB said I had
antepartum depression,

and she put me on Aprox.

A miracle drug.

The miracle is that
it made it to the market,

considering it can
trigger miscarriages.

Sheila suffered
a late-term miscarriage.

The trauma caused scarring
of her fallopian tubes.

And now I can't ever
get pregnant again.

I'm so sorry.

And once we're done
with Vanden Pharmaceuticals,

they will be sorry, too.

Vanden is facing
a dozen lawsuits,

and in court today,
we'll be responding

to their attempt
to change counsel.

Now, that is just a ploy
to extend discovery.

We are going to
surprise them

with an overwhelming
and unassailable response.

Thank you.

No, thank you so much
for coming in.

Okay, I'll bite.

What's our overwhelming
and unassailable response?

You have two hours
to figure it out.

I don't understand.
You didn't fill out
the patent form?

Oh, no,
I filled it out.

Two weeks before
I opened the pakery.

Okay.
That's good news.

But on my way
to the post office,

I realized my
Groupon for lash
dipping was expiring,

and then I kind of forgot.

Stacy, this guy
is a patent troll.

He looks for
successful products that
haven't been patented,

then files the paperwork

and tries to extort
the true inventor.

I checked his records.
He's done it before.

So what are we gonna do?

Well, he's
a small-claims terrorist.

And since we don't
negotiate with terrorists,

we're taking him to court.

Thank you.

Stacy!Hey!

Hi!Hi!

I'm so glad you're here.

Actually,
I have something

I've been meaning
to discuss with you.

Jane, a troll is trying
to steal my pakery!

Did you fall asleep during
Game of Thronesagain?

I never filed my patent.

Oh, God,
a patent troll!Mmm-hmm.

Those guys

are dirtier than dirt.

Teri said you were in
with some big-shot attorney,

so she sent me
to Grayson for help.

That evil troll
wants half the pakery.

And I feel like
such an idiot!

I have worked
so hard for this!

Sweetie, don't worry.

You're obviously in
great hands with Grayson,

and if you need me,
I'm here.

Thank you!

Of course.

Okay, so, what is it
that you wanted to tell me?

Oh, um,
nothing important.

Just, Owen and I were...
It's nothing.

You know,
we can talk later.Yeah?

Okay.Bye.

Your honor, their request
to substitute counsel
is a stall tactic.

Their drug
caused a miscarriage

and rendered
my client infertile.

No more delays.

My client understands
the stakes, Your Honor,

but rushing a trial serves
neither party's interest.

I don't like delays,
Mr. Hensley.

I understand, Your Honor,
but California rule
3.1332 states

that "substitution is
grounds for a continuance."

"Only when it is in
the interest of justice,"
which this isn't.

According to whom?

William Penn,
a founding father,

who declared,
"Justice delayed
is justice denied."

Swift justice is a tenet
in criminal trials, Mr. Brand.

Do you have a precedent
in civil context?

Ah. USA vs. Hayter Oil.

The court denied
the party's motion

on grounds it served
no judicial purpose
other than to delay.

Nice work, counselor.

We'll proceed to
trial immediately.

That was amazing.
We really had,
like, rhythm going.

Hand me
my briefcase, please.

Okay. Sure. So...

Well, you're welcome.

Are we all set
for tomorrow,

you and me,
house hunting?

Does it have to
be tomorrow?

You didn't talk to Stacy?

Yeah, she's just not
in the right headspace.

All right. All right.

Well, if I hadn't
seen Lawrence Brand
in action today,

I might be annoyed.

He was pretty good,
I guess.

You guess?

Did you see what he did

with "Justice delayed
is justice denied"?

He set up a trap
for opposing counsel
and, bam!

Okay, he did have help.

You know,
the William Penn quote,
that was all me.

And I handed him
that card at exactly
the right moment.

So, bam!

I am merely pointing out

the eloquence with which
he expressed himself.

He was expressing my words,
thank you very much.

Of course,
and Jimi Hendrix
had an amazing guitar.

So I'm just a guitar?

You know, if you love
Lawrence Brand so much,

maybe you should marry him.

It would double
my wardrobe.

Clearly,
I'm not gonna win here,
so I'm gonna go to bed.

And if you'd like to
join me, no more talk
about Lawrence Brand.

Lawrence who?

Bam.

Larry, it's Jane. Again.
Where are you?

Ms. Bingum?

I'm so sorry, Your Honor.

My co-counsel will be
here in one minute.

That's what you said
five minutes ago.

Your honor, Mr. Brand argued
vehemently to rush this case.

Now he can't
bother to show up?

Justice delayed
is justice denied, right?

Ms. Bingum,
call your first witness.

Mr. Brand is first chair.

Are you a member
of the Bar?

Yes.

Then if you don't
want a mistrial,
call your witness.

Uh, I call my client,
Sheila Reese, to the stand.

Mrs. Reese, you were
six months' pregnant

when you began suffering
from depression.

That's right.

And you were
prescribed Aprox?

Uh, yes,
I took it for a few weeks,

and I got better.

And then one morning,

I woke up
in incredible pain.

It's okay.
Take your time.

There was blood everywhere.

I had lost my baby.

Our baby.

Nothing further.

Mrs. Reese,
I'm very sorry
for your loss.

In your deposition,

you said that
you don't take
prescription drugs.

Aprox was the first one
I've taken in years.

Then, on May 8th
of this year,

you didn't order Percocet
from an online provider?

We can provide a receipt.

My back was in spasm.

Are you aware that Percocet,
a prescription drug,

requires a doctor's
consultation prior to use
if you're pregnant?

We'd like to enter
this package insert
as defense exhibit 1.

I didn't take that drug.

I read the warning
and threw the pills away.

You miscarried
two weeks after you
ordered the Percocet.

Isn't that true?

I didn't take that drug.Objection!

Overruled.Yes or no.

Yes, but I...Thank you.

We'll take a recess here.

We need to talk.
Come on.

How could you
begin without me?

You were late.

I was stuck in traffic.

Trial Advocacy 101,

if the driver's not
behind the wheel,
don't start the bus!

I stalled as long as I could!
What was I supposed to do?

You stall some more!

File a frivolous motion,

amend your witness list,
feign illness.

And that's just
off the top of my head.

Do you know why
I've never lost a case?

Oh, I'm sure
you're gonna tell me.

Because I don't get
surprised on cross.

Our client ordered Percocet,
and a first-year law student

knows you have to get
that kind of information

in front of the jury
before the other side!

Had I known about
the Percocet beforehand,
I would have!

The info was in the file!

I hired you
because I thought

you'd be an adequate
second fiddle,

not an ill-prepared amateur!

I'm sorry, okay?

No, it's not okay.

I promised my client
we'd win her case,

and you put that
in jeopardy.

Lawrence said
I should've known
about the Percocet.

I cannot find this
information anywhere.

I don't see
why you're beating
yourself up about it.

Lawrence was the one
who was late.

Are you sure
this is everything?

Sure. We've been
through everything.

Heard you had
an interesting day in court.

What?
I'm not in the mood, Kim.
What do you want?

Oh, I was just at
the courthouse around
9:00 AM this morning

and witnessed an epic fight

between Lawrence Brand
and a bailiff

in an empty courtroom.

Doesn't even make any sense.

At 9:00 AM,
Lawrence was stuck in traffic.

No, it was definitely him.

He claimed he was
in the right court

and demanded to know why
everyone else was missing.

Your honor,
we have the signed
and dated patent application

for the pake.

There's nothing
to litigate here.

My client owns the pake.
End of story.

Nice try,
but per the Patent
Reform Act of 2011,

first to invent
trumps first to file.

I'm confused.
Um, what exactly is a pake?

I am so glad you asked.

It is a delicious dessert,
half pie, half cake.

I brought one for you.

And it's not a bribe,
unless you want it to be.

Thank you, honey.
I'm sure it's delicious.

But I really shouldn't.

And I have Ms. Barrett's
lease agreement dated
June 24th

for her business,
called "The Pakery,"

which predates
Mr. Pierce's patent
application by six weeks.

Mmm-hmm. Mr. Pierce.

I keep a journal.

I'd like to read
you my entry from
Wednesday, June 17th.

Of course. Go ahead.

"Feeling a bit down
this morning.

"I decided to bake a cake,

"but the pages
of the cookbook
stuck together,

"and I baked my cake
in a pie crust.

"It's genius.
I think I just invented..."

Liar! That's my story!

I told him all about it
when I thought we were
on a date.

You are a story-stealing,

pake-faking,
fake-flirting terrorist!

Enough, enough.
Uh, do either one of
you have a witness?

Um, sadly, no.

I create a la carte.

Nikki LePree saw me
invent the pake.

She even took pictures
on her Bedazzled cellphone.

We do have a witness,
Your Honor.

We'll need some time
to track her down.

We'll reconvene tomorrow.
10:00 AM instead of 9:00.

I think I may need
that extra hour in the gym.

Bailiff, get me that pake.
We're adjourned.

Nikki LePree
is a con artist

who disappeared
into thin air after
stealing my money.

How are we gonna find her?

I don't know.
But we've got 24 hours.

Guess who's
been manscaping.

In what universe
would I want to know that?

I plan on
picking up my option
on Kim tonight.

You've been on
multiple dates,

and you still haven't
exercised that option?

Teri, in my vast experience,
a woman is like an aircraft.

Some need a long runway,
others take off
like a Learjet.

Kim is somewhere between

the spruce goose
and a rocket ship.

Luke.

Hey, there.

Yeah, I'm sorry to have to
do this last minute,

but I have to
cancel tonight.

Okay. No problem.
How about this weekend?

I'm busy.

So much for liftoff.

I got your message.

What's the good news?

I called a buddy
from the justice department.

He's been scouring databases

looking for all
of Nikki's aliases,
but nothing.

Still waiting
for the good news.

Well, I had him run
one more search.

A list of everyone
who's been looking

for information
about Nikki LePree.

Since she ripped me off,

she must have
ripped off other people,

and maybe
one of them found her.

You're like
Dog the Bounty Hunter!

Stacy, I found someone
matching Nikki's description

using your name.

Oh, my God.

Where is she?

That's the best part.

You're in jail.
I can't believe
you're in jail!

And it's your fault!

I get pulled
over for speeding,
end up in here

because the real
Stacy Barrett has 30
unpaid parking tickets.

What's wrong with you?What is wrong with me?

I couldn't afford
to pay those tickets

because you stole
all my money!

Who gives $5,000
to a complete stranger?GRAYSON: Ladies.

Ladies!

Look, Nikki,
Stacy needs your help.

Her pakery is
being sued and...

Wait.
You actually went through

with the half-pie,
half-cake idea?

That was a joke.

Well, the joke is on you,

because I'm a big success
and you're wearing
orange polyester!

Well, I'm only in jail
because of your
unpaid parking tickets.

Nikki, here's the offer.
We post your bail.

You swear in court
that Stacy invented the pake.

Wait. You think I'm gonna
testify as Nikki LePree?

I'd be arrested
before the judge
even put his robe on.

Well, then, how about
we don't bail you out

and we tell everyone
that you ripped off
that you're here?

Do you want
to come closer
and say that again?

No, thank you.

Nikki, do you have
photos of Stacy making
her first pake?

Sure. They're in my phone
in the evidence locker.

Fine. Final offer,
we bail you out,

you give us the phone,
you disappear.

And you say you're sorry

and tell me how you get your
skin to glow, even in jail.

I'm waiting.

Ms. Keating,
you're head of research

for Vanden Pharmaceuticals.

That's right.

Now, your company asserts
there's no correlation

between Aprox
and miscarriages,

yet on the packaging it says,

"may not be suitable
for use during pregnancy."
Why is that?

We never tested the drug
on pregnant women.

It's industry standard
to include the warning.

And yet 10%
of Aprox's profits

come from pregnant women.

Tell the truth,
Ms. Keating.

Vanden aggressively
pushes this drug
on pregnant women

knowing full well
the extreme addiction

associated with
nicotine, correct?

You also regularly sell
cigarettes by the truckload

to high-school students.
Can you explain that?

Your honor...
Objection?

What do cigarettes
have to do with this case?

Mr. Brand?

My co-counsel
is pointing out

that Vanden,
like Big Tobacco,

doesn't care
how many lives it damages

in its pursuit of profit.

And we have nothing further
at this time, Your Honor.

Okay. We'll pick it up
here tomorrow.

You okay?

What was that all about?

Mr. Brand knows
exactly what he's doing.

Okay.Uh...

Excuse me.

Larry. Larry.

Jane, no offense,
you seemed a little
confused in there.

Yeah, see, I am confused,

because you were
talking about cigarettes
and nicotine.

No, I wasn't.
Maybe you have some
kind of inner-ear problem.

Just do your job, okay?I'm doing my job.

In fact,
I just saved
your ass in there.

Look, there's no time
for this kind of drama.

I have to go pick up
my expert witness
from the airport.

Whoa.
What expert witness?

Oh, God.
It's in the file!

No! No,
it's not in the file!
Stop saying that!

Jane.

Owen,
did you just hear him?

Yes, I did.

Something is very wrong
with Lawrence Brand.

Linda, thank you so much
for meeting me.

You said
it was about Lawrence.Yeah.

But before we start,
I want to make it clear.

Um, look,
we're not married anymore,

but if you're looking
for dirt, then I'll just
leave right now.

No, like I said,
I'm just working on
a case with him, and...

And, honestly,
I'm worried.

How so? Why?
He's a brilliant lawyer.

Oh, absolutely.

I don't want
to overstep. It's just...

There have been
some mental lapses

and erratic behavior.

Oh, God.

He says things
he doesn't remember saying.

He disappears
without explanation
and then denies all of it.

Yeah. Well, Ms. Bingum,
I know what's going on.

It's Pick's disease.

It's a form of
frontal-lobe degeneration.

And you're sure
he has it?

Symptoms include
memory lapses, mood swings,

and impulsive behavior.

That could be Teri
on a Saturday night.

According to his ex-wife,

both Brand's
father and grandfather
suffered from it.

So, he's either facing
his biggest fear or...

In total denial.Yeah.

But either way,
how do we handle this?

Well, concern
for Lawrence aside,

you have a responsibility
to your client

and an ethical
obligation to the Bar
to make him step down.

But what if he refuses?
I mean, it's Lawrence Brand.

Then you go to the judge.
You force him out.

And photo number three

is the third attempt
at the maple pecan pake.

It was so yummy,
we knew we had
finally nailed it.

Your honor,
we were promised
testimony from a witness,

not a bunch
of unsourced photos.

As an officer of the court,

I attest that these
photos came directly

from a Ms. Nikki LePree,
the witness.

No offense,
but that Nikki looks
computer-generated.

No one's skin is
that glowy in real life.

Her skin really is
that glowy.

I swear,
it's like a baby seal,
even in jail.

Oh, God.Wait. Wait. In jail?

I'm sorry,
but their mystery
witness is a criminal?

We move to have
the photos stricken
from the record.

I'll take that
under consideration

and issue
my ruling tomorrow.

But, Mr. Kent,
you should know better.

We're done.

I'm sorry.
I screwed up.

Stacy, why did it
take you three attempts
to make that pake?

Because the pie crust
cooks at a different rate
than the cake. Why?

Just curious.

Jane.

Hey, Luke.Hey.

I need some advice.

You know how
I'm dating Kim, right?

Yes. And ew.

I'm sorry.
That came out wrong.

What I meant
to say was "ew!"

Anyway, she seems
to have lost interest,

and I was hoping that you...

Luke,
in about five minutes,

I've got to tell
one of the world's
greatest trial lawyers

that he's got to step down.

Okay. So, we all
have our problems.

Back to Kim and me.

Okay, yeah. Sure.

There is one sure way
to get Kim in bed.

I'm listening.

Jane,
Lawrence is ready for you.

Great. I got to go.
Good luck.

You spoke to my ex-wife?

Well, like you said,

even a first-year
law student knows

you need to get in
front of the information
that might sink your case.

First-years
also know if they
get their facts wrong,

they don't make it
to year two.

It's Pick's disease, right?

Early onset.

If you think
I'm unfit to practice,

report me to the Bar!

If you walk out that door,
that's my next stop.

Larry.

You got lost
on the way to court.

You failed to include
a major piece of evidence
in the client's file,

and you argued
a 15-year-old
tobacco case mid-trial.

Just let me
drive the bus
from here on out.

What message
would that send
to the other side?

That Lawrence Brand has
such confidence in this case,

he's letting his
associate bring it home.

Fine.

Okay.

You can question
the expert witness.

Again, Larry,
what expert witness?

Dr. David Kane.

He's collected data
on the ill effects of
Aprox on pregnant women.

That's great news.

And he'll testify
that Vanden Pharmaceuticals

tested Aprox
on pregnant women in India
with catastrophic results.

Supposedly
two teens in Gujarat

bled out and died
post-miscarriage.

Wait, wait, wait. Stop.
We can't do "supposedly."

Unless I have proof
that these stories are true,

I cannot ask
Dr. Kane about them.

The judge will
declare a mistrial.

You're driving the bus.

Oh. Hi.

Um, I'm looking
for Jane or Owen?

Uh, sorry.
They're both at work.

I'm Owen's friend,
Roger O'Neil.

Oh, right.
You're one of the groomsmen.

Yeah.

Come on in.

Thank you.

So, I'm Stacy,
Jane's maid of honor.

It's nice to meet you, Stacy.

Can you do me a favor?

Um,
I'm a real estate agent,

and I brought over
a few listings for
them to look at.

Oh.

They're looking
for a house.

Yeah.
It's exciting, isn't it?

Of course.

So exciting.

I mean,
it makes total sense.

'Cause she's moving.

On with her life.

Out of this house
and in with Owen.

You and Jane
never had the talk, did you?

I've seen this before.

She doesn't want
to make you sad,

and you don't want
to step on her joy.

So, nobody says
anything till the
moving van shows up.

And we just bought
that new goldfish together.

You know what?

I hope you find them
a really nice house.

I will.

In fact,
a few of those listings,
they're on this block.

How about I
show them those first?

That would be
really great.

Please state your
name and occupation.

Dr. David Kane,

research director
of the Pharma
Oversight Foundation,

dedicated to drug safety.

And have you
researched Aprox,
the drug in question?

Yes. We determined
that a woman's chance
of miscarriage

increases by 14%.

Based on that data,

Pharma Oversight
lists Aprox as unsafe
for pregnant women.

Thank you.

Dr. Kane...

Is it also true
that in February of 2006,

your wife had
an adverse reaction
to a Vanden antibiotic?

Objection! Relevance.

Goes to bias
against my client.

I'll allow it.

What happened to my wife
doesn't change the data.

If you say so.

Redirect?

No. We are fine.

Actually, we do have
one question.No. No.

Dr. Kane,
what can you tell us
about an Aprox study

that was supposedly
conducted in India

and then buried because
of catastrophic results?

Objection, Your Honor!
That is outrageous!

Counselors, sidebar. Now!

Counsel knows
there is no buried study.

By implying to the jury
that we are hiding data,

he has unfairly
prejudiced that jury.

It's not a lie
if we have proof.

Fantastic.
Where is this proof?

In a sealed envelope
in a safe-deposit box.

I'll need
a brief continuance
to go get it.

You have until
morning to deliver
this study, Mr. Brand.

If you don't,

I'm going to
dismiss this case
with prejudice.

We're adjourned.

You were supposed to
sit there and be quiet.

Did you see the
looks on their faces

when I told them
what we had?

We don't have anything!

They're scared, Jane.

Because I have the study.

There's nothing here.

Big Tobacco is going down.

We're fighting
a pharmaceutical company.

You seem upset.I am upset!

You just lost the case.

This is entirely my fault.

I mean,
I allowed a sick man

to take the floor
in open court.

No, you can't
blame yourself.

I'm gonna beg
this judge for a mistrial.

I mean, the firm
will get a black eye,

but at least
Sheila might get
a chance at a retrial.

Unless...

Unless?

Unless Lawrence
isn't crazy.

No, I know,
Pick's disease,

but what if his
strategy is sound?

He handed me
a blank piece of paper

and told me,
"Big Tobacco is going down."

What if he's playing
the wrong sport

but he's making
the right play?

Honey, I don't follow.Okay.

Do you remember
when we first started dating

and I invited you over
to watch Footlooseon DVD?

Yes.
But we never watched it.

We just spent the night
making out on your couch.

Guess what.
I never got the DVD.
The store was out.

Uh...Do you recall how

Lawrence won the case
against Big Tobacco?

He dug up the now-famous
confidential Kelly memo

and threatened to
enter it into court,

forcing the
exec on the stand
to plead the fifth.

Oh, my God!

Those court records
were sealed,

and Lawrence never had
to disclose that memo.

What if the Kelly
memo was like the
DVD of Footloose?

You assumed I had it.

And you still got
what you wanted.

I certainly did.

That was a fun night.

It certainly was.

A pake-off?

Your honor,
this is a court of law,
not Top Chef.

It's simple.
Mr. Pierce says
he invented the pake.

Well, if that's the case,
he should be able to make one.

And if his pake
is as good as Stacy's,

she'll not only
concede the patent,

she'll hand over the
lease to her pakery.

Works for me.

♪ He be gettin' out,
gettin' out of the kitchen

♪ When he's
finally heard enough
of your lip, lip, the lip

♪ Time to drink all your booze
and granting your wishes

♪ So I'll leave you nothing
but a pile of d-d-dishes

♪ Girls be flippin',
and guys be trippin'

♪ One foot out the door

♪ It's like a dance, flip it

♪ There was a relationship

♪ But we ain't dancin' anymore

♪ Your kitchen's up in flames

♪ There ain't no one
to blame but yourself

♪ Your nitpickin'
will drive a man insane

♪ Don't you burn them bridges

♪ You can never go back
Hey, hey, hey ♪

Mmm.

Ms. Barrett, good job.

Mr. Pierce?

This isn't looking good.

It's burnt on the bottom
and raw in the middle.

That's because
a cake and a pie crust

cook at
different temperatures.

It took me
like three tries
to figure that out.

Ms. Barrett,
the patent is yours.

Oh!Your honor!

Mr. Pierce,
you've got bigger problems.

I intend to
review every single
one of your patents

in light of what you
pulled here today.

No one likes a troll.

Yes!

Ms. Bingum, Mr. Brand,
was I not promised a document?

Yes, Your Honor.

But in order to
establish foundation,

I need to ask Ms. Keating
a few questions.

Limit your questions
to authentication.

Ms. Keating,
you remain under oath.

Your company
performs clinical
drug trials in India.

Correct?Occasionally.

And every
foreign drug trial

requires an investigator's
brochure, yes?

Yes, that's the process.

This brochure is
a real-time living document

that keeps your
company abreast of
the recent developments?

That's right.

Every doctor who
participates in this study

has real-time access
to this brochure

for the duration
of the study?

Yes.

So, hypothetically,

if a drug company
wanted to cover up a study,

they would have to ensure

that none of the
participating physicians

retained a copy
of the brochure, right?

Objection. Relevance.

Sustained. No more
hypotheticals, Ms. Bingum.

Okay.
Forget the hypotheticals.

Let's talk about
the Aprox clinical trial

done on pregnant women
in Gujarat, India.

Several local doctors
helped recruit participants...

There was no such study.

You are aware of
the penalty for perjury?

Objection. Badgering.

My apologies.

But for the record,
I mean, just in case

Ms. Keating does have
questions about perjury,

I have an ADA
in the back row,
at my invitation.

Last question.

Isn't it true
that two pregnant
teenage girls miscarried

and bled to death
in Gujarat, India,

during the Aprox
clinical trials?

Do I have to answer that?

Your honor, at this time,

my client exercises
her fifth amendment right
to not incriminate herself.

All right,
that's enough! Calm down!

Kim.

Hey.

I like you.

I mean,
I really like you.

That's sweet.

And we had
a good time hanging out.

We talked for hours.
We laughed.

We got to third base.

We got to second.

Well,
we were rounding third.

I just need to know,
did I do something wrong?

No.

No.

Look, Luke,

we did have fun,
but we can't date.

Why not?

It's complicated.

I'm a good listener.

I'll take you
out to dinner.
No pressure.

We can just...I really appreciate that...

Come on.
You pick the restaurant.We can't date!

Okay?

We can't date
because I'm pregnant.

And that's why
I've been avoiding you.

I'm sorry.

Wow. Um...

I'm really not ready
to talk about it,

so if you don't mind...

Okay. Uh...

I'm here if you need me.

Thank you.

Excuse me.

Hi. I'm looking
for the patent holder
of the pake.

That would be me.

Aw.

Grayson told me
the good news.
Congratulations.

And congrats to you, too.

I heard you had
a big win in court.

I did. Thanks.

Um, I was wondering
if maybe we could
talk about something.

Me first.

Okay, so you know
how I didn't have
a date to the wedding?

Yeah.I've got one.

You do?I do!

And I just
want to make sure

it's not gonna mess up
the seating chart.

Oh, no.
It'll be great.
Who is it?

Roger.

Owen's friend.
The realtor.

You met our realtor.I did.

And he is going
to find an awesome
house for you two.

Thanks, Stace.

You know I'm really
happy for you, right?

You know how much
I'm gonna miss you,
too, right?

Yeah.

So, Vanden not only knew
Aprox was dangerous,

but they actually
covered up the deaths

of two teenage girls
in India?

Tell me you hit them
where it hurts.

$6.2 million,

which sets the bar for
every lawsuit to follow.

Another big case,
another big win.

How do you do it, Larry?

Well, I'd be remiss
if I didn't mention

my brilliant co-counsel,
Jane Bingum.

Her examination
of Vanden's CEO

was a master class
in trial advocacy.

It was almost like
watching myself.

Thanks, Larry.

So, what's next for you?

Some people
would love to see you
take on Wall Street.

I'm afraid Wall Street's
gonna have to be
someone else's battle.

I'd like to take
this opportunity

to announce
my retirement.

I'm confident there
are lawyers out there

who can fight
the good fight.

You heard it here first.

Lawrence Brand
rides off into the sunset.

It's out to...

Anointed by
Lawrence Brand himself.

Congratulations, counselor.

Thank you.

What's the matter?

I just feel
badly for Larry.
That's all.

Hey, uh,
if you happen to be free,

I was wondering
if you wanted to go

to an open house
down the block.

Really?

Roger called.

It's a ranch style,
three bedroom, two bath,

and a tree house
in the backyard.

A tree house?

Well, where else
are the kids gonna play?

Kids?What?

No, I like
the way that sounds.

All right.And with the way you plan,

I suppose
you already...Two boys and girl.

Of course.Spaced three years apart.

Cameron, Jacob, and Zoe.

And a dog named...Violet.

You know,
'cause I like the name,

but not enough for a kid.

I love you.

I love you, too.

Come on.All right.