All language subtitles for Drop Dead Diva (2009) - S05E10 - The Kiss (1080p AMZN WEB-DL x265 Celdra)_track3_[eng]

See that
aspiring model there?

That's 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, Paul.

I used to think everything
happened for a reason.

Whoo!

Well, I sure hope I was right.

♪ La, la-la, la-la-la-la

♪ La, la-la, la

Previously on
Drop Dead Diva...

A toast to my boss,
Jane Bingum,
our newest partner.

Hear, hear!

My best friend
is being inseminated
by my ex-fiance,

who is also my boss.

And while I am totally
supportive,

I guess it does affect me
in ways that I couldn't
foresee.

Owen, I'm pregnant. That's fantastic, Stacy.

Owen.

Stacy, hey.

What a nice surprise.

We need to talk.Is everything okay?

Not here. Your office.

Okay.

What happened last night
can never happen again.

Agreed. The Kings lost.
I hate that.

No! The kiss
between you and me.

That can never happen again.

Why not? Because we feel

shame and guilt,

and that kiss was a total
betrayal of my best friend
and your ex-fiancee.

Yeah, I'm not sure
I see it that way.

No, no.

We... We were caught up
in the excitement of the baby.

We just weren't thinking.

Maybe not.
But I haven't stopped
thinking about it since.

Owen.Stacy, look.

I don't want to hurt Jane.

Well, good.
We are on the same page.

She's the one who got
me out of my head.

She's the one
who taught me that...

That it's okay to just...
Just feel sometimes.

And the way that I felt
when we kissed...

Honestly, I thought
you felt the same way.

Nope. Not at all.

Really?

Yes.

Wow. Wow.

I... I must
have misread that.Uh-huh.

I mean,
if you feel nothing...

Okay. Mmm.

Hello. You're late.

Yeah. I stopped at the salon.
I thought, as a new partner,
I deserved a morning blow-out.

Well, that's
very irresponsible.

We have a lot
of work to do.

What? Well, as a new partner,

you get to pick out
new fabric and new furniture
for your office.

Shoot. I have to prep
for a new-client meeting.
Oh, my God.

This burnt sienna
would look gorgeous
on a new chaise lounge.

And it's eco-friendly.
It's composed of recycled
doggie-poop bags.

Who recycles
doggie-poop bags?

Okay, five minutes
of redecorating,

and then I have
to prep, for real.

Can I help you? Yeah.

I'm looking for Owen French.
I'm Frank Neubauer,
a new client.

Let me guess.
A constitutional matter?

Corporate, actually.

Okay. Follow me.

Stacy? Maybe. Got to go. hi.

Frank, why are you dressed
like Thomas Jefferson?

I'm not.
I'm Alexander Hamilton.

And my shareholders
request the costume.

Shareholders? Grayson,
meet Frank Incorporated.

I read about him
in the L.A. Times.

And his shareholders vote
on every aspect of his life,
right?

Wait. You're literally
your own company?

When I was
in business school,
one of my buddies joked

that corporations
are just like people,
and, bam, it hit me.

I filed with the Securities
and Exchange Commission,
held an IPO

50,000 shares of me
at 10 bucks a pop.

You cleared half a million
dollars by selling yourself?

Paid off my student loans
and bought a condo.

In exchange, my shareholders,
by majority vote,

are entitled to decide
everything I do,

from where I work
to what I wear.

Hence the outfit.

Yeah, well, thankfully,
this beat out Henry VIII.

I did not want to wear
a codpiece again.

They dictate
everything you do? Yeah.

Any shareholder can submit
a request to the group,

just nothing illegal
or life-threatening,

since that would hurt
the value of the company.

Which trades online now,
right?

Yeah. In fact, the share price
has doubled since the IPO.

Wait. Sorry. excuse me.

It's flu season.
My shareholders
don't want me to get sick.

Frank, why do you
need a lawyer?

I'm in love.
Her name is Hanna Walton.

And I want to propose,
but my shareholders
voted against it.

Maybe they think
she's wrong for you.

No. Hanna's successful,
supportive, loving.
She's my soul mate.

Look, up till now,
Frank Inc. has been
terrific. All right?

The shareholders got me
to lose pounds,
learn Spanish.

They even voted for me
to write that op-ed piece
that you read.

But for some reason,
they won't approve Hanna.

Okay. We need to call
a shareholders' meeting.

We will try to amend
the articles of incorporation

to allow you to woo and wed
as you see fit.

Well, that must have been
quite a fall, Mrs. Globerman.

My wife is in
debilitating pain.

Bob, you know
I can be a klutz.

A lawsuit
is taking this too far.

Oh.

That's good, Bev.
Express your feelings.

I'm sorry. And you are...

Dr. Reza.

Our therapist.

And you're here...

Well, I'm here
to give context
to Beverly's injury.

My wife sprained
her neck at Rachel
and Richard McMann's

fancy-ass home
in the hills.

And you were
there for...

Wife swap.

Excuse me?

The clinical term is couples
displacement therapy.

When a couple
is in extreme distress,

I find it helpful to place
them in an alternative
environment.

Literal swapping
of the spouses.

The new couples
aren't sexually intimate.

But in every other way
they interact
like a married couple.

And then,
when the spouses
are reunited,

they are better
able to communicate

and, also, to compromise.

I see. Okay.

Bev, why don't
you tell me about
your accident?

Oh, I slipped
in the McManns' shower.

No. Scalding water
from powerful jets

knocked her
off of balance.

My wife is in constant pain.

I'm getting better.
I really don't want to sue.

Well, you must have
hit your head
when you fell, sweetie,

'cause you're acting
like an idiot.

Whoa. Bob,
that was demeaning.

Beverly, would you
like to respond to Bob?

Yes.

Bob, when you speak
to me like that,

I feel like
you're belittling
my intelligence.

That's because I am.

Do you see what
I'm working with here? I can't do it.

You know what?

Before I file a suit,
why don't we meet
with the McManns

and see if we can
reach a settlement?

Bev, would that be okay?Oh, yes. Thank you.

Okay. Great.

I will see you guys
at our next session.

And if you don't mind,
I'm just gonna have a word
with Ms. Bingum alone, okay?

My word, Jane,
you are quite
the professional.

Thank you.

I mean, you didn't let on
for a minute that you used
to be my patient.

What has it been...
About five years now?

Um...

I like what you're doing
with your hair
and your makeup.

Oh, well, thank you.

It tells me
you're no longer
afraid to be noticed.

I think I can take
a little credit for that.

Okay.

I remember our last session.

We were talking about
how you were afraid
to take risks

in your personal life.

Oh, right. Well, I have
worked through that,

and now risk
is my middle name.

So, all better.Oh, good.

Good to hear it.
Good to hear it. Yeah.

So the big question,
then, is, uh,
how is your love life?

My love life is fine.

It was so nice
to meet you...
See you again.

Jane, you don't have
to cover with me, okay?

I know all about
your five-year plan.

My five-year plan?

Your five-year plan.
To get married in five years.

Oh, right. Oh, that plan.

I thought you were talking
about a different plan.

No, no. And I'm confused
'cause I don't see
a ring on your finger.

Oh! Yes, well, I, uh...
I've actually been,
uh, very busy.

Ah.

That sounds like
you're covering up
your feelings again.

Don't do that.
That's denial.

Yeah. It... It's not that.
So, thank you so much.

Oh!
So you are married? No.

You're engaged? No.

Are you going on dates? No.

No dates? No.

I see.

Well, I'm here
if you want to talk.

Okay. All right.

Okay. Okay.

Mr. And Mrs. McMann,
we've asked you here today

in hopes of reaching
a fair settlement.

Bev, I'm... I'm so sorry
you're in pain.

Thank you, Richard.

What my husband meant
to say is we're not
paying you one cent.

It's bad enough
I had to live with Bob
for two weeks,

but we're not responsible
for your injury.

Then we'll be
going to court.

Great. We'll be ready
with a counterclaim.

Oh, whoa.
A counterclaim?

When Bev fell, she
cracked our custom-made
glass shower door

and the Italian
jet-spray system.

Uh...okay. Okay.

Uh, you know what?
Let's just
take a short break.

And we'll all come back
to the table
with an open mind.

Ms. Bingum,
we're not interested
in a settlement.

Then I suggest
you find counsel,

and we will
see you in court.

Will you excuse me
just one moment?

Hey.
What do you need?
I'm working.

I've got big news.

Okay.

I met a man.

Really?
Yeah, I can see that.

Oh. For you.
Totally your type.

Handsome,
smart, and single.

Oh, my God.
Seriously?

Did you just interrupt
a settlement conference

to try and...
What, set me up?

Yes.

Not interested. Why not?

Owen's not coming back,
and Grayson's with someone
else, and you're all alone.

Oh, thank you, Paul.

What I mean is,
you're unattached
and you should be dating.

The answer is no.

All right. I get it...
Afraid to take a risk.

What?

Afraid to take a risk?
Me?

Oh, Paul.
Risk is my middle name.

Good.
Then you'll go out with Ken.
It's just drinks.

Fine. Awesome!

Let's be clear...
A Marc Jacobs sample
sale is awesome.

Drinks with a stranger
is fine, and barely that.

Yes!

All right, we're live
in three, two, one...

Welcome to the Frank Inc.
shareholders' meeting,

live-streamed
to our investors
around the world.

We're here
to amend the charter

to allow Frank
to woo and wed
whomever he chooses.

In this case,
he'd like to marry
Hanna Walton.

The voting is now open.

You may text
your comments
directly to us. Frank?

My loyal shareholders,

I want nothing more
than to honor
my corporate obligations.

But I believe
I've earned the privilege
to marry who I want.

And I want to marry Hanna.

Okay, our first comment
is coming in, from belzy321.

"No one has more control
over an individual
than a wife. Vote no."

From bigbird29,

"Hanna's hot.
I'd tap that. Vote yes."

Let's keep it clean.

From wehoguy.

"What about
Hanna's first marriage?
That went down in flames.

"I say vote no."

How does he know
about my first marriage?

Okay, guys, listen up.
This vote isn't about
Hanna's past.

It's about my future.
Please vote yes.

From ivan32,

"If Hanna left
her first husband,

"who's to say
she won't leave Frank?

"We have to protect Frank.
I'm voting no."

No, I'm committed to Frank,
and that commitment
is forever.

Voting ends
in three, two, one...

21,236 yes.

24,982 votes no.

I'm sorry, Frank.

How could this happen?

They hate me.

No, hey.
Listen, I love you.

That's all that matters.

What do we do now?

If you defy the majority,
you violate
your fiduciary duty.

I don't care.

There is another option,
but it's extreme.

Pursuant to the by-laws,
you could
dissolve the company.

No. There's got
to be another way.

Sweetheart, listen, if it's
between you and Frank Inc.,
I choose you.

I want to marry you.

Please, start the paperwork.

Okay.

The McManns have a deluxe
thermostatic shower system.

I pushed a button,
and hot water
just came at me.

I lost my balance,
and I fell against
the glass door.

I reached out
to grab a nozzle,

but it bent, and I fell,
and I twisted my neck.

Were there any
safety precautions
in the shower?

Guard rails, non-slip mats,
those little daisy decals
from the 70's?

No. None of those things.

So, the debilitating injuries
that you suffered

are entirely the result
of the McManns' negligence?

I guess.

Nothing further.

Your Honor,
I have no questions
for the witness,

but I call my client,
Rachel McMann,
to the stand.

Mrs. McMann,
your bathroom shower

was just
remodeled last year?

That's right.

Your Honor, I'd like
to show you a photo
of the shower

before Mrs. Globerman
destroyed it.

Objecting to the word
"destroyed."

Let's just see the photo.

Can you describe
what we're looking at?

Sure. Imported tiles,
Italian jet-spray system,

custom-designed
glass door.

Now, I'd like to show you
the shower door
after the incident.

It's cracked.
It needs to be replaced.

What about the jet?

The flange is bent.

To fix it,
we need to get
into the pipes,

which means
demolishing the tile.

My contractor
estimates $20,000.

Wait. Hold on.

There's a bottle
of chocolate sauce
on the shampoo shelf,

right next to my conditioner.

You bastard!

Uh, Your Honor,
can we have a recess?

What's going on,
Mrs. McMann?

What's going on is that
my husband has a fetish.

Chocolate sauce
and shower sex.

Bev wasn't knocked over
by the water jets.

She was injured in our shower,
having wild, crazy,
chocolate sex with my husband!

Your Honor,
recess, please?

Mr. McMann, please respond
to your wife's allegation.

We fell for each other.
We didn't mean for it
to happen, but it's true.

Oh! BOB: You self-important ass!
How dare you?

But I love her.
Oh! BEV: Ahhh!

Oh, my God! Richard!

Crazy freaking
chocolate sex?

Oh!

Order!

Can I help you?

It's me... Bart the bull.

Apparently, it's the mascot
for a local high school.

A bunch of alumni
bought a chunk of stock.

Anyway, I got your message.
What's up?

Yeah, uh...

If we dissolve the company,
the shareholders
are gonna sue.

I just received
this complaint.

This is a shareholder
derivative suit

for misappropriation
of corporate assets?

They're accusing you
of stealing
corporate property.

They won't let you
walk away.

So if we dissolve Frank Inc.
And they sue and win,
I'd lose everything I own?

Anything you purchased
with funds
from the IPO, yes.

You'd even have
to pay back
the student loan.

I love Hanna.
I will not be held hostage
by my own shareholders.

Okay. Then, in the name
of love, we fight,
and we hope for the best.

Bev and Richard
are here to see you.

Oh. You mean Bev and Bob.

No, Bev Globerman
and Richard McMann.

Hi.Hi. Please.

How are you doing,
Richard?

Not so great.
I landed on my tailbone
and slipped a disk.

Yeah, that was
quite a punch.

I'm sure you're
not surprised,

but we're both being
sued for divorce.

Well, you admitted
infidelity
in open court, so...

I.. It wasn't about sex.

Bev and I fell deeply
for each other.

We were hoping
you'd represent us.

You want me to represent
both of you in each
of your divorce cases?

Is that possible?

California is a community
property state, and you
don't have kids, so...

So, yeah,
your divorce cases
should be pretty routine.

There may be
a small complication.

We both signed prenups
that contain
infidelity clauses.

So,
in both of our cases,

the party
that cheats
gets nothing.

Yeah, that's a pretty
big complication.

We just thought
that maybe there was
something you could do.

Bev and I
never intended
to break our vows.

In both our cases,
we were the ones
pushing for therapy.

Ms. Bingum,
during the swap,

we realized what
a healthy relationship
could be,

if you're with
the right person.

Okay. Okay.
I am not
promising anything...

But I'll see
what I can do.

Thank you so much.

Your Honor, we ask that
the shareholder lawsuit
be dismissed.

Frank Neubauer should be
free to dissolve Frank Inc.

The corporate by-law
states that the shareholders

are in complete control,
not Frank.

What started
as an amazing opportunity

to guide a man's life
has turned into mob rule.

The shareholders have pushed
Frank to be his best self,

maximizing his value
and theirs.

If he walks away,
he'll need to reimburse
the shareholders

for the current value
of their shares.

I agree with Mr. Beaty.

Frank has a duty
to maximize
shareholder value.

Motion to dismiss is denied.
We'll proceed to trial.

I'm screwed!

Agreed. With this judge,
we don't stand a chance.

Frank, I need you to think
like a corporate raider.

What?

He wants you
to mount a takeover.

You bet.
I don't see another way.

I don't have the money
to buy myself back.

You could always leverage
your house as collateral,
take out a line of credit.

Oh, I... I don't know.

Look, if we dissolve
the company,

you can marry Hanna
and be in debt
the rest of your life.

But if we mount
a hostile takeover,

you've got a real chance
to marry Hanna
and keep your company.

Hey.

What's up?

I just came
from the courthouse.
I ran into Judge Flint.

I convinced her to try the
Globerman divorce and the
McMann divorce together.

Why would you do that?

Well, you're gonna argue
in two different cases
at the same time.

We'll bill 'em both.
Win-win.

Jane, here's the address
of the restaurant
for your date tonight.

Do you not see Owen?

Oh, hi, Owen.
How's it hanging?

It's hanging just fine.
Thank you for asking.

Good. Anything else, Paul?

Ken's expecting you
at 8:00.

Please leave my office. Okay.

Oh, wear something
with a low neckline to draw
his attention to your...

Oh, my God.

Bye, Owen.

That was really awkward. Oh, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no.

It was. A date. Good for you.

No. No.
See, it's nothing...

Just Paul met this guy,
and I got roped into it.

No, no, no, no.
You don't have to explain
yourself to me.

I certainly don't feel
like I need to tell you
about anyone I'm dating.

I... If I was dating
someone, that is.

What?

What?

Anyways, yeah, see,

the problem is,
my divorce cases
are unwinnable.

Both of my clients violated
their prenup infidelity
clauses with each other.

Well, like they say,
if your client screwed around,
they're gonna get screwed.

Who says that?

They also say,
if you can't prove
they didn't cheat,

you better prove
they weren't married.

Okay. Enough.
Wait a minute.

That's actually helpful.

Really? Mmm-hmm.

I was going for
more of a sarcastic...

Either way,
uh, good luck.

FYI, Ken's tall,
so you can wear heels
if you...

Paul! Yes, Jane?

Do you see?
We're here again.
Out of my way.

I'm gonna go see a shrink.

So, Jane,
where should
we pick up?

Your low self-esteem,
your issues with your mom,

or those sex dreams
you used to have
about with Charlie Rose

and the vanilla frosting?

Oh. Ew! No.

I... I'm not here for me,
Dr. Reza.

I'm representing Bev Globerman
and Richard McMann
in their divorces.

Yes, interesting
turn of events there.

Yeah.
I wanted to know about your
couples displacement therapy.

Are the couples
supposed to suspend
their relationships...

I mean, literally
put their marriage on hold
to engage in the swap?

Well, I encourage my patients
to be of the mind-set
that they are married

to the new person.

So, if a client
truly embraces your therapy,

I mean, it's plausible
that they could really believe
that they are married

to the new spouse.

That is my objective, yes.

Would you testify
to that in court?

As long as it doesn't
violate any doctor-patient
confidentiality, sure.

Understood.
Thank you so much.

Jane.Oh. Yes?

You know, intimacy issues
don't go away
without some real work.

Well, I'm sure
you're right about that.
Thank you again, so...

Huh.

Five years ago,
we set some
goals for you,

and when we don't
meet those goals,

it's important to explore
the psychological
ramifications of that.

Yeah. You know what?
I completely agree with you,
but I am fine.

Honestly, I don't even
remember my intimacy issues
from five years ago...

I am that cured.
I see.

Well, in fact, the reason
I have to leave is because
I have a date tonight.

Right. I mean, really?

Really.
His name is Ken. Mmm.

And he is tall.
And I am going to wear
a low neckline.

So, I have got
to go get ready.

Well... Thank you so much.

I'm here
if you ever need to talk.

Yes, you have
made that clear.
Thank you.

Okay, so, first,
we got pregnant,
then we kissed,

and now
we're on our first date.

Little backwards,
don't you think? Mmm-hmm.

Maybe we should have
ordered dessert first.

Well, they do have
molten chocolate cake,
and that's your favorite.

How did you know?

Jane.

Look, Owen, I really like you,
but I don't want to hurt Jane.

I can't imagine
you hurting anyone.

You're one of the sweetest
people I've ever known.

I mean, you ordered scallops
because of all the entrees
on the menu,

they feel the least pain.

Well, if I was really nice,
I would have ordered the tofu.

Stacy,
when I first met you...

I thought you were
a little superficial,

but I was
the superficial one... Me.

I mean,
when you want something,
you go and get it,

like the pakery or...

My genetic material.

You're the perfect combination
of depth and effervescence.

You make me sound
like a shampoo,
but in a good way.

But, Owen,
I need to be clear.

This isn't a date.

I mean it can't be
a date until I talk
to Jane about us.

Okay.

No. JANE: Yes.

You're right, Ken.
Cold gazpacho soup
is redundant.

Oh, you know
what bugs meHmm?

is when cafes
call espresso "expresso,"
you know, with an "x."

It makes me crazy.

We may be the only people
in the world that care
about these things.

Yeah, probably.

Maybe Paul had
a sixth sense about us.

So, how did you
meet Paul, anyway?

I... In your building.

I was delivering
some office equipment.

He told me to bend
with my knees to protect
my back, so...

Well, it's good advice.

Aw. Look. I bet it's
someone's anniversary.

Oh. Aw.

It must be amazing
to be with the same
person for so long.

Yeah.

Very good.

Excuse me for a minute.

It does not!

It does. Do it again. OWEN: I can't.

Oh. Jane.

Um, hey, listen,
you know,

I... I was just telling
Owen that this is not
what it looks like.

You?

You?

No.

Excuse me, ma'am.
Are you all right?

Um, do you know
where my date went?

Uh, he just left.

What...
What do you mean he left?

Oh, my God.
My valet ticket...

It... It was right here
on the table.

Your date just took it
to the valet.

No.

No, he came in a cab.

Oh, my God.
Great. Great.

Call the police.
My date stole my car.

Oh, hey.
You're awake.

You said
you just wanted
Owen's sperm.

And that...
That was strange.

And insensitive to me,

but I said okay

because I wanted
what was best for you
and your baby.

And more to the point,
I trusted you.

I swear, I never thought
I had feelings for him.

You have feelings
for him now...

The man I was engaged to.

I don't know what I feel.
I'm confused.

I was planning
to talk with you.

Jane, I never meant
for this to happen.

What exactly
has happened?

We kissed.

Is that it?

Twice.

It caught both of us
by surprise.

And how exactly
would talking with me
make any of this okay?

I don't know.

Come on, Stacy.

You're gonna be a mother.

I shouldn't have to tell you
what's right and what's wrong.

I never meant to hurt you.

You were thinking
about yourself.

You couldn't be more
selfish if you tried.

Okay, that's enough!

I am far from perfect,
but I am not selfish.

Owen called me
one of the sweetest
people he's ever known.

Really? Really.

And if you want
to talk about selfish,

you kissed Grayson
at your wedding to Owen,

and now you're holding onto
him like you still own him.

But you don't!
He has moved on!

And men like Owen
don't just walk
into our lives every day!

Hey, besties.

So, how was
your date with Ken?

Well, Stacy
was there with Owen.

Oh.

That's all I'm gonna get?
Just "Oh?"

Owen asked me to recommend
a romantic restaurant,

but I didn't realize
he was with Stacy.

I did not see that coming.
Interesting.

Yeah.
Well, yeah.

I mean, that's not
the word I'd use.

But I'll tell you
what is interesting.

Ken stole my car!

Well, that's awful.
But how was
the date until then?

No, no, no.
You better get
my car back.

I will, Jane, ASAP. Okay?

Whoa, whoa.
What are you doing?

Going to sleep.
It's late.

No, no. My car.

Jane, you just
need to relax, okay?

You might not know this,
but stress is not healthy.

You've had a rough day,
and you just
need to get some sleep.

Now, could you
be a sweetheart
and shut off the light?

Hello. I'm Owen French.
I'm calling to ask
if you'd be interested

in selling our shares
in Frank Inc.

I've been authorized
to make you a very
generous offer.

Now, I'm calling you
personally because...

We believe Frank Inc.
needs to move
in a new direction.

What? You already
sold your shares?

Who the hell bought them?
Tell me, or I'll cut you.

You can't say that.

I thought you said
it was a hostile takeover.

I keep getting outbid. Same here.

Someone's figured out
what we're up to.

And someone who has
a lot of money
to throw around.

Check out the stock price
in the last hour. It's up 25%.

Excuse me.

Where are you going?

To figure out who's got
the deep pockets

and why Frank Inc.
is so valuable to them.

Hey, buddy,
I know where you live.

Dr. Reza, in couples
displacement therapy,

participants are asked
to believe that they are
married to one another.

Yes, that's right.

So it's foreseeable
that two people living
as a married couple

might engage
in marital relations?

Given the mind-set
of the participants,
it's a possibility.

Your Honor,
given that the intimacy
between my clients

occurred while
they were essentially
married to each other,

we contend that it should
not be considered

infidelity for the purposes
of their prenups.

Mr. Cummings.

Dr. Reza, did you suggest
to Bev Globerman
or Richard McMann

that they should sleep
with each other during
this wife swap?

Absolutely not.

During the wife swap,
were they aware
that they remained married

to their real spouses?

Of course.

Your Honor, only a legal
divorce can change the status
of a legal marriage.

End of story.

Wait, wait, wait.

Your Honor, the law is not
black-and-white here,

and we contend that
not all extramarital sex
constitutes infidelity.

Nice try, Ms. Bingum,
but I'm not buying
the wife-swap defense.

Judgment is entered
in favor of Rachel McMann
and Bob Globerman.

I'm sorry.

Frank Inc.
shareholder relations.

Oh, that's great news.
Thank you.

The pizza's in the lobby.
I'll go get it.

Well, I think
it's time to face reality.

We're never
gonna control 51%.

Well, I looked
at the named plaintiff
in the class-action suit.

Nothing relevant.

But then I looked
at opposing counsel.

Get this. He used to work
as in-house counsel
for Whitmer International.

That's my
ex-husband's company.

Shawn's the CEO.

He's also the one
outbidding us for the shares.

I can't believe he's still
trying to control my life.

Okay, change of plan.
We're gonna sell
every share, all 31%.

But wait. I thought
you said we have to buy.

Ah, that was then.
This is now.

Flood the market.
Do it fast.

Excuse me.

Hey.

We need to talk.

Actually, we don't.

Look, I am incredibly
disappointed in you,

but the girl code
is a sacred bond
between best friends,

and it has been
broken by Stacy.

No, this isn't about
girls or codes, Jane.

Yeah, I really
don't want to discuss
this with you.

Fine.

You want to play the victim?
Let's get something clear.

You have zero hold on me.

I can date whomever I want.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

I realize that.

And of all the women
in the world,

you just happened
to pick my best friend?

I can't help but wonder
if this has something
to do with me.

You're unbelievable.

Do you really think
that I want to hurt you?

The thought
has crossed my mind.

Come on.
You were in love with me.

And Stacy and I...

We're...
We're completely different.

What do you see in her?

For one thing, kindness.

Thanks for seeing me
again, Dr. Reza.

I'm so sorry I couldn't
be more helpful
with your divorce cases.

You were just being honest.
I'm not giving up.

I just got to figure out
how to get back into court.

Dr. Reza, may I sit down?

I don't think I have
anything else to offer.

Oh, no.
I want to talk about me.

What? Sure. Please.

H... Have a seat. Okay.

Um...

I wasn't being totally
honest when I said
that things were great.

Really?

Yeah. Um...

I was gonna marry
this wonderful man, Owen,
whom I loved.

And on my wedding day,
I kissed Grayson,

whom I also love.

And so Owen dumped me,
which I completely understand.

But now he's dating
my best friend, Stacy,

and I'm upset.

So you have feelings
of guilt over the way
you treated Owen.

Oh, well, yes.

But that's not why
I'm upset right now.

My best friend is dating him.

I'm sure you can understand
that that is the ultimate
betrayal of friendship.

Well, Stacy didn't
do anything wrong.

She violated the girl code.

We studied that
for a semester back
in graduate school.

You did? No.

I mean, I'm a big believer
in adult friendships,

but there's no such thing
as the girl code.

Okay,
so you're taking
Stacy's side.

There are no sides.

But if a code of honor
was violated,

you violated it
the moment
you kissed Grayson.

Oh, my God.

I... Uh,
this is unbelievable.

Dr. Reza, you are brilliant.

You know,
some of this
is common sense.

No. I'm back on the divorces.

Bev and Richard...
Their marriages were over
the moment they cheated.

I just figured out
how to get back into court.

Ah!

You know, Jane...Mmm-hmm?

I find it interesting
that you can see

what's right
for your clients,
but not for yourself.

Yeah, well, I'm a hot mess.
Thanks so much.

Your Honor, I believe we have
a resolution in this case.

That's odd, since we have
no intention on settling.

This isn't a settlement.
It's more like
a total surrender.

What are you proposing,
counselor?

In order to allow
Frank to walk away,

we're giving Mr. Beaty's
clients everything they want.

That better include Frank's
car, condo, and bank accounts.

Car keys,

a deed to the condo,
bank statements
with pin codes,

a check to cover
recent withdrawals,

and, oh, his toothbrush.

Now that we've
handed everything over,

we ask that you discharge
my client from Frank Inc.

Wait. I object.
Frank can't just walk away.

Why not? You've gotten
everything you wanted.

You've won. Be happy.

I'm a free man.

You gave up
everything for me.

Well, I didn't exactly
give up everything.

Hanna, your ex-husband
bid up the share prices
during the hostile takeover.

Once we realized
he'd pay anything
for the shares,

we sold them...

At three times what we paid.

You sold Frank Inc.
to my ex?

Yeah, but without me,
the company's worthless.

I made enough money
to pay back
the legitimate shareholders,

with plenty left over
for us to start
a life together.

And now Shawn owns
a worthless company.

And Frank is free
to woo and wed.

Let the wooing begin.

Ms. Bingum, as I recall,
I've already ruled against
both your clients.

Yes, in both divorce cases,
my clients lost everything,

but we're here
on another matter.

And what might that be?

Richard is filing a lawsuit
against Bob for $100,000

for injuries sustained
when Bob assaulted him
in open court.

We are also re-filing
Bev's suit

for injuries she sustained
in the shower.

This is ridiculous.

Personal-injury damages
are community property,

and Your Honor already ruled
her clients were not entitled
to any community property

because they
violated their prenups.

This is about principle.

And we intend
to vigorously litigate
both cases,

no matter
how much time it takes.

Or you're welcome
to admit fault

and sign
a confession of judgment

for the full amount
of damages.

We'll sign whatever you want
if it makes you go away.
You still won't see a penny.

Well, then, as soon
as the confessions
of judgment are signed,

we'll be out of your hair.

Excellent. Now, please
get out of my courtroom,
all of you.

Oh, just one other thing,
Your Honor.

I need you
to order the defendants

to make good on their
monetary obligations

they've just confessed
judgment on.

We've already been
through this. The, uh,
cheaters get nothing.

Well, that would be true
if the settlements
were community property,

but they're not.

Excuse me?

Well, I mean, according
to the infidelity clauses,

these marriages were over
the moment Bev and Richard
had sex.

And both the slip and fall
in the shower

and the assault
in the courtroom
happened after the sex.

This is absurd.

Actually,
Ms. Bingum is right.

The prenups mandate that
the awards be considered
separate property.

We'll take certified checks.

Oh!

Hey, Jane.

Hi, Paul.
What you doing?

Oh, seeing the world
from another perspective.
Hey, I got your car back!

Really? In how many pieces?

Oh, it's perfect condition.
I even had it washed...

Because I spilled my soda.

How did you find it?

I realized, when I met Ken,
he was headed

to the sixth floor,
so I went to find him.

Do you know what's
on the sixth floor? Nope.

Ken's parole officer.
Turns out he just
got out of prison.

So, when you met him,
he was stealing
office equipment.

Yeah.
He stole our fax machine,
but I got that back, too.

Ken's been arrested.

You said he was
a great guy.

No, I said he was handsome,
smart, and single.
You're very picky.

I'm going home.

See ya.

I didn't realize
you were home.

Uh, there's something
I need to say to you.

Okay.

I'm listening.

I'm sorry.

Yeah, thanks.

Um, why don't we just

forget the whole thing,
you know?

You're pregnant.
You're hormonal.

I... I forgive you.

I'm sorry
that my dating
Owen hurts you.

But I need to see
where this is going.

I owe it to myself
and the baby.

Stacy...

I almost married the guy.
You're my best friend.

Don't you see
what this is doing to me?

I do.

And I never, ever

considered Owen
in a romantic way,

but now I can't help
the way I feel.

Please, this doesn't
have to change us.

Sweetie...

If you date my ex-fiance,
it changes everything.

I can't accept it.
I won't accept it.

I know.

I should go.