All language subtitles for Drop Dead Diva (2009) - S05E11 - One Shot (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

Hey. It's late.
Why are you still here?

Finishing my client's
love contract.

Love contract?

Hmm. Not really.

My client wants
a guarantee that his fiancee

will cook him
beef stroganoff
once a month

and allow him to wear
a jogging suit to the theater,
among other things.

Oh.

Um, I'm sorry.
I've gotta go.

Hey. Ms. Bingum,
I got your voicemail.

What's going on? Turn around.

I can't believe you're here.

Oh! I was so worried.

Why don't
we give them
a little privacy?

I'll show you to my office.

You have 10 minutes.

Take as much time as you need.

I'll be outside,
and everything...

Somebody help!

Jane? Jane!

Oh, my God.

Morning.
Someone slept like a baby.

What? What are you
talking about?

You cried most
of the night like a baby.

Want to talk about it?

My former best friend
is dating my former fiance.

I don't think
there's a lot to talk about.

Okay.

Well, hey,
I made you your favorite...

Stacy is so selfish.

You know?
And inconsiderate.

She's also pregnant
with Owen's child,
so maybe we...

No, no.
Do not take her side.

No, no.
I was not doing that.

What is this?

Carrot, orange,
and beet smoothie.
Your favorite.

Actually,
that is Stacy's favorite.

I'm allergic to beets.

Good morning.

Thanks again for letting me
crash on your couch
last night.

Oh, no, that's
the least I can do.

Although you didn't say much
between all the tears.

Do you want to talk about it?

Well, my best friend
doesn't want me to be happy.
What's there to talk about?

There's more to it than that.

No, no.
Do not take her side.

No! No.
I'm not doing that.

I'm just...
I'm saying that
obviously I understand...

Why Jane is hurt.

So, when I asked you
to be my sperm donor,

I had no idea
it could lead
to something more.

I hate that I'm hurting Jane.

Maybe I'm just
a terrible person.

No! No, look.

Jane and I
were over the moment
she kissed Grayson.

And with or without you,
we were never
getting back together again.

Ever. Oh, thank you.

I ordered us drinks.

Thank you.You're welcome.

Uh, what is this?

Cilantro and kale
smoothie your favorite.

No, actually
it's Jane's favorite.

Cilantro makes me gag.

Teri, hold all my calls.

I need at least an hour
of online shopping therapy.

Sorry, boss.
There's someone
in your office.

Is it Stacy?

No. An old client
Becca Holt.

You helped her
with a real estate matter
a few years ago.

She was here
when I arrived.

Becca!

Hey!

Uh, did we have
an appointment?

I'm sorry, I just
I didn't know
where else to go.

Oh. That's okay.
What's going on?

Someone's trying to kill me.

What?

Oh, my God. Um...

Okay, take a deep breath.

Tell me what's going on.

I work at the flower mart.

Early this morning,
I was cleaning out
an old storage bin.

I pulled on a drawer,
and it fell apart,
and that's when I...

I found this.

Oh. Whoa.
Is that cocaine?

Yeah. I freaked,
and I called my boss,
Edgar Tamlin.

He told me
he was coming right over.

When I heard his car pull up,
I looked through a window,
and I saw him with a gun.

I took off through the back.

And you came here?

I was too afraid to go home.
Tamlin knows where I live!

Jane, what do I do now?

We're gonna go
to the U.S. Attorney's office.

And you're gonna tell him
exactly what you told me.

Don't bug me!

Catchphrase.
From your TV show
"Already home."

My, uh, my 10-year-old niece,
she says it all the time.

Well, her parents
must love that.

She wants her entire family
to live in a retirement home,
like...like your character.

It's her favorite show.
Take that, Hannah Montana.

Well, my daughter's thrilled
that she's an inspiration
to young girls.

And that is
sort of why we're here.

We're being
blackmailed
for $100,000.

I blackened out
the private parts.

It's only side boob
and side butt.

I mean, Rihanna
shows more skin in church.

But, seeing
as I'm a teen role model,

if this photo gets out,
my network is going to dump me

faster than Selena Gomez
dumped Justin Bieber.

Do you know the blackmailer?

He's an "artist."
Theo Lamont.

His art involves
taking candid photos
through hotel windows.

You know,
hotel guests
tying their shoes,

brushing their teeth,
reading stuff like that.

Fascinating. Apparently,
he's a big deal.

You know,
he's had gallery shows
in New York and Miami,

and Hollywood's next.

So this photo was taken
at a hotel in Hollywood?

Yeah, I had had
an early morning press junket,
so I just stayed overnight.

Lamont took the photo
through Ashley's window.

When he realized
he had caught a celebrity
in a compromising position,

he emailed me the copy,

said that he would sell
the negatives or...

He'd put it in the exhibit
what a creep.

Yeah, I mean, Ashley's
whole career is at stake.

And he knows it.

Don't worry.

The public is never
going to see this photo.

Finally, we have sufficient
evidence to arrest
Edgar Tamlin.

So you knew about him.

Tamlin connects
suppliers in South America

with distributors
throughout the U.S.

And we've had him
under surveillance
for almost a year.

But we couldn't nail him
without indisputable proof.

And with
your client's testimony,
he'll be going away for life.

I'm so glad we could help.

About Becca's safety
Tamlin knows
she found the cocaine.

Can you keep her safe
until he's arrested?

Tamlin's arrest
won't change anything.

By now,
he'll have tipped off
his distributors.

And they'll
all come after you.

Oh, God.

We'd like
to enter you into our
witness protection program.

No. No. Jane.

There's got to be another way.

That's the only way
to ensure
your client's safety.

Ms. Bingum,
as Becca's attorney,
you'll be kept in the loop,

but no one else
can know about her situation.

Parents, friends,
loved ones no one.

No, this can't be happening.

I'll have the marshals
take you to a safe house.

Wait, I have to go right now?

Ma'am, I'm sorry, but...

Life as you know it...

It's over.

Excuse me.

Oh. Sorry.

That's okay.
Ms. Bingum?

Yes.

Hi, I'm Neal Sherwin,
Becca Holt's boyfriend.

Oh!

Oh. Yeah, oh.

Yeah.
How can I help you?

Well, she texted me
early this morning

and said she was going
to see a lawyer.

I remembered your name.Okay.

She's not answering her phone.
She's not at work.

The police said
I can't file a missing
persons report for 48 hours.

I was hoping
you might know something.

I'm so sorry.
I... I don't.

Okay.

Sorry I disturbed you.

No problem.

That's Becca's sweater.

No. No. It's mine. Yeah.

That style
is so on trend
right now.

Ms. Bingum,
what's going on?

Neal...

Neal, all I can tell you
is that Becca is fine.

You saw her?
Where is she?

Listen, I can't say.

What do you mean
you can't say?

As her lawyer,
I am not at liberty to say.

Please.

Put yourself in my shoes.

I'm sorry.

Can you at least
give her a message for me?
If I write it on a note?

Okay.

I cannot promise anything,
but I'll try.

Thank you.

Oh. Grayson.
We're at work.

And we're no longer a secret.

You know what?
You are right.

And I totally forgot
why I was coming to see you.

Oh! Yeah.

The new Matt Damon
"Not a Bourne movie
but kinda like one"

opens tomorrow.
You in?

That sounds fun.

Uh, hey,
you've got a guy
in your office, so...

Go, go, go.

That must be my new client...

Who is half an hour early.

I'll see you later.Okay.

Marty Frumm?

Yes, sir.
That would be me.

You're early. I'm always early.

Listen.
I hope I didn't interrupt
your little make out session.

She's quite something.

On the phone you mentioned
you were getting married.

That's right.
Wife number three.

But this time
I want to protect myself.

You want a prenup.

No, she can have
all the money she wants.

Yeah, I got plenty.

I'm in the diamond business.

Listen, Mr. Kent,
what I want
is a love contract.

A love contract?

I want Christy to be
contractually bound to
certain marital stipulations.

For instance,
I want it in writing

that she has
to make love to me
at least once a week.

That she can't put on
any more than
two pounds a year.

And when we go on vacation,
her mother can't come with us.

Christy's mother?

Shereen, who's actually
younger than me,
but I'll tell you something.

If she grows up
to look like her mother,

I'm gonna
have a pretty terrific life
ahead of me.

Marty, I'm not sure a contract
like you're proposing
is enforceable.

I have a friend who has one.

Yeah, he gets to make nookie
in the back of his Cadillac
every time he bowls over 230.

Hmm.

Tell you what,
I'll look into it,
get back to you.

Fantastic.

And you
won't have to look hard.

It's there.

Mr. Lamont,
Ashley is a well-known
public figure.

According to California
civil code section 33-44,

you cannot exploit her image
for commercial gain.

I'm an artist.

I'm not putting
her picture on mugs
or t-shirts.

The photo
is going in my exhibit.

Her celebrity is incidental
and therefore non-actionable.

Didn't even know
Ashley was famous
until my girlfriend told me.

At which point
you realized
the value of the image

and demanded
$100,000 to keep it private.

Mr. Lamont was merely offering
the Bradford's the opportunity
to purchase Ashley's portrait

before it goes
into his exhibition.

Think of my offer as a...
Presale.

It's extortion,
plain and simple.

Mr. Bradford,
as your lawyer will tell you,

it's not
technically extortion.

Not as the law defines it.

He's right.

They have chosen
their words...
Very carefully.

As your lawyer will tell you,
we have other ways
to stop you.

I'm seeking
an emergency injunction.

We're done here.

Edgar Tamlin
was arrested an hour ago.

Now, until this trial,
you'll be staying
at this safe house,

and then
you'll be transferred
into witness protection.

We need your signature
to move forward.

Once you join
witness protection,

you'll get a new name
and a new
social security number.

The government will find you
housing and a job, but...

But, Becca,
you can't you
can't bring videos or photos.

And you can never
return to L.A.

I'm giving up my entire life.

We're trying
to save your life.

Since 1971, we've relocated
over 18,000 witnesses
and family members.

No one who followed
the rules has been killed.

Could you give us a minute?

Please? Thanks.

Jane, how?

How can I give up
everything I've ever known?

I know.
It sounds overwhelming.

And it won't be easy.

Unfortunately...

I don't think
you have much of a choice.

Jane, I'm in love.

And my boyfriend
will never know
what happened to me.

I mean, do you
have any idea
what that must feel like?

More than
you can possibly know.

You know,
Neal came to my office
looking for you.

He was so worried.
And I told him
that you were okay.

But I couldn't tell him
anything else.

And I probably
shouldn't do this,
but he wrote you this note.

I'll give you just a minute.

Your honor,
this photograph is a violation
of civil code 1708.8,

the anti-paparazzi statute.

Paparazzi?
My client's
a world renowned artist.

The statute prohibits
trespass onto private property

with the intent
to capture an image

of someone engaged
in personal activity.

We're requesting an injunction
preventing Mr. Lamont
from displaying the photo,

also a gag order
preventing him from
publicly acknowledging

that the photo even exists. On what grounds?

The mere rumor of this photo
could destroy Ashley's career.

There's something
more important here
than a tween star's career,

and that is
the first amendment,

freedom
of artistic expression.

The first amendment
doesn't give you a right

to photograph a young woman
in the privacy
of her hotel room.

There was
no expectation of privacy.

Ashley Bradford
was standing at her window.

She knew that
there were people below
who could look up and see her.

I'm afraid I have to agree.

Your honor,
my client is at risk
of suffering irreparable harm.

You have 24 hours, Mr. French.

Unless you can find
a compelling legal argument,

Mr. Lamont will be allowed
to do as he likes
with his photo.

Hey. Can we talk?

As long as it's about
business and not Stacy,
yeah, of course.

You got to work
things out with her.

What did I just say?

You are a brilliant lawyer.
Negotiate a settlement.

Oh, ho, ho, no.
No, I couldn't bill enough.

You two are best friends. No. We were.

You need each other.
You do.

Stacy is not herself
without you.

Oh, so now
you're an expert on Stacy?

Did you figure
her all out last night
while she was sleeping over?

She needed a place to stay.

And not that
it's any of your business,
she slept on the couch.

You know what?
I do agree
with you on one thing.

Stacy isn't herself.

Because the Stacy
I know wouldn't throw away
a friendship on an impulse.

You want to chalk
this all up to an impulse,

you're underselling all of us.

I'm just calling it
like I see it.

Look,
maybe you're still wounded.

Maybe you're
in a rebound mode.
I don't know.

And I know
I have no right to
voice an opinion about you,

but regarding Stacy...

She should know better.

I tried.

Jane, I need you
to come with me.

Okay. What's up?

See those
serious looking dudes
by the elevator?

Yeah?

They're here for you.

Hello.
I'm Jane Bingum.

Ma'am, we need you
to come with us.

Why?

Jane, what's going on?

I... She's not at liberty to say.

Ms. Bingum,
I had you brought here

because you
need to convince your client
to sign the agreement.

I won't do it unless
I can say goodbye
to my boyfriend.

That's not how this works.

Mr. Blaine,
surely there's something
we can work out.

I mean...

You can imagine
what it would be like
to leave someone you love.

Yes, and...

And I'm sympathetic,
but I can't...

Ooh, actually, you can.

While these kinds of meetings
are unusual,
there is precedent,

as long as the meetings
happen prior
to the relocation.

What do you suggest? Um... My office.
Tonight.

Around 10:00?
Most people are gone by then.

We'll be there.

That's Jane's office, Marty.
I'm over here.

I know. I just love
the women's fashion magazines
in this office.

Hem lines are getting
shorter and shorter.

I can't wait till next summer.

Good to know.
Let's go to my office.

You bet.

Good news.

Love contracts
are actually legal.

I told you.
You got to love this country.

Everything is negotiable.

Made a copy for you to review. Terrific.

Oh, and I have a couple
more stipulations.

Okay. Shoot.

First, Christy can't erase
any of the golf shows
from my DVR.

And, at least once a week,
I get to go to
the Chinese buffet downtown.

Why?

They got this entree there
called ducks in bondage.

It's a terrific aphrodisiac.

You should take
your special friend there.

I highly recommend it.

Thanks for the tip.
I'll think about it.

What do you mean
you'll think about it?

What's the matter
with you kids today?

If she's special,
you take her for the duck.

You won't regret it.

Hey,
what a nice surprise.

I'm just gonna drop this off

'cause I don't want
to bump into Jane.

No, no,
she's gone all afternoon.

In that case

Owen...

Why do you have
a naked picture
of Ashley Bradford?

I'm trying to block
the photographer
from releasing the photo.

It could
get her fired from her job.

Why would she pose
for a photo like this
in the first place?

She didn't pose for it. Ha! Okay.

If I have learned anything
in my five years of modeling,

it is, never eat tuna salad
from a catering truck,

and always find your light.

That's why
Ashley's head
is tilted like that.

It's her signature look.

Like, like from "Zoolander."

"Blue steel"
his classic move.

More or less.

Less. Wait a minute.

If Ashley was posing,

that means she knew
someone was taking her photo.

Why would she do that?I have no idea.

But teen stars
live their lives online.

They tweet and blog
about everything they do.

I can tell you
what the entire cast
of "Pretty Little Liars"

had for breakfast.

Stacy,
you are a wealth
of information.

So let's eat.

Would you like
the seaweed salad
or the veggie burger?

Hey. Hey.

I'm having
second thoughts
about the movie.

Okay.
Uh, we could go
to dinner instead.

I read about
this new Peruvian place.

I was thinking
maybe we kick it up a notch.

Go away for the weekend
Santa Barbara.

I know a nice B&B
right on the water.

Uh
Going away together.

Well,
if I'm moving too fast...

No. I'm game if you are.

Great.
I'll make reservations.

Okay.

Yeah.

You stole Mr. Middlen's
wheelchair to enter
a soapbox derby?

Yeah, sis.
And I won first place!

But he missed
his dinner appointment.

I had the wheelchair
back by 5:00.

His appointment was at 4:00!

By 5:00, Mr. Middlen
has his dentures in a glass,

and he's falling asleep
to "Law and Order."

Ugh, whatever.
I'm gonna go write
in my journal,

and you know what that means.

Don't bug me!

All right,
cut there. Nice work.
Moving on.

Mr. French.
What are you doing here?

Can we talk?

Sure.

Why did you pose
for Theo Lamont?

I didn't pose.

He took that photo of me
through my hotel window.

Come on.
This... This is not candid.

I checked
your twitter account.

You've been following
Theo and his girlfriend.

Yeah, I was interested
in his art until I found out
he was a perv.

Cut the act.

You knew what you were doing.

The day before
you checked into the hotel,

Theo's girlfriend tweeted
they'd be shooting there.

You specifically
asked for a room

facing the corner
where he was set up.

Why?

Why did you do it?

I want off the show.

And I knew
that if a photo
like that got out,

the network would dump me.

Let me guess.
You want
to do edgier material?

No.
I want to go to college.

I've been accepted
to Princeton.

That's, that's impressive.

But I've looked
at your contract.

Why don't you just
have your dad exercise
the suspend and extend clause?

It lets you leave
the show for school
without being penalized.

I asked my dad,
and he said no.

He said I need to fulfill
my obligations.

But it's not like
I want to quit acting forever.

I just want
to be like Natalie Portman.

She got to go Harvard,
and it didn't hurt her career.

Oh.

Well, maybe your dad
just doesn't understand

how important
college is to you.

The minute I got famous,
my dad dropped his job
and became my manager.

And the only thing
he has managed to do thus far
is spend my money.

He just bought
a brand new house
in Beverly hills.

That must be a lot
of pressure on you.

Yeah. I want out.

But I can't just
go crazy and wild
like Amanda or Lindsay,

because I have a morals clause
and the network could sue me
for damages.

So you created a scandal
racy enough to get you

fired but didn't appear
to be an intentional violation

of the clause
that's really smart.

It's not smart enough.

I never thought
that Theo Lamont would
turn around and extort us.

It's not like
I can just pay him off

because my dad controls
all of my money
since I'm under 18.

Mr. French,
are you gonna tell my dad?

Owen.

I have an idea.

But you got to trust me.
Okay?

Okay.

Hey. It's late.
Why are you still here?

Finishing my client's
love contract.

Love contract?

Hmm, not really.

My client wants
a guarantee that his fiancee

will cook him
beef stroganoff
once a month

and allow him to wear
a jogging suit to the theater,
among other things.

Oh.

Um, I'm sorry.
I've gotta go.

Hey. Ms. Bingum,
I got your voicemail.

What's going on? Turn around.

I can't believe you're here.

Oh! I was so worried.

Why don't we give
them a little privacy?

I'll show you to my office.

You have 10 minutes.

Take as much time
as you need.

I'll be outside,
and everything...

Somebody help!

Jane? Jane!

Oh, my God.

How's Becca?

Well, the bullet nicked
a blood vessel,
but she's doing fine.

She'll be released
by the end of the day. Thank God.

Ms. Bingum,
we've arrested
Becca's boyfriend.

What? Why?

Well, he was
the only outsider
with knowledge

that Becca
was at your firm
when she got shot.

These are the initial findings
from my department.

Thank you.

Morning, boss.

You got a second? Did you hear
what happened last night?

Of course.
Gunshot, woman down.
Yada yada.

Hey, can we talk about
the Jane-Stacy breakup?

I guess.

I don't know
what it's like being
around Stacy,

but living with Jane
is a total buzz kill.

Well, get used to it.

Neither one is gonna be
the first to apologize.

That is why it is up to us
to broker a rapprochement,

as they say
in certain parts of Canada.

I don't see how. But I do.

Owen, what excites
these smart, lovely ladies?

New shoes?

Cleanses?
Gluten free muffins?
That's a big one.

And...
Romantic comedies.

They watch the same ones
over and over.

My plan is a little
"Sleepless in Seattle,"

a touch of "Sex and the City"
the first movie

with a little
"You've Got Mail"
thrown in for good measure.

I don't understand
the words you're saying,
but, please, continue.

I tell Jane
that Stacy wants
to meet her tonight

at Fabulous Nails
at 7:00 for a mani-pedi
and an apology.

I tell Stacy that Jane
wants to apologize
same time, same place.

And once they're soaking
their little piggies together,
all will be forgiven.

I don't think
they're gonna fall for
such a simple manipulation.

You got a better plan,
I'm all ears.

Okay. Yeah?

Yeah. Beautiful.

Jane?

Morning.

How's Neal?
Is he okay?

Um... Becca,
there's something
that you need to know.

Neal is in custody.

He's being charged
with attempted murder
of a federal witness.

You. What?

The feds believe
that he's been working
with Tamlin all along.

They think that
he arranged to have someone

waiting across the street
from my office with a rifle.

No, this doesn't
make any sense.

Neal and Tamlin
only met once
at a company party.

They hardly spoke.

The feds believe
that Neal had me deliver
that letter to you

in hopes of drawing you
out of hiding.

Neal loves me.

I'm so sorry.

And if...
If I put you in danger
in any way...

If there's
anything I can do...

I am telling you,
Neal didn't do this.

And there is something
you can do for me.

Prove he's innocent.

I appreciate you
coming back to my office.

Well, we assume you're
purchasing the photograph.

Actually, no,
but the A.D.A.
is interested in it.

Something about
child pornography?

I'm told that
the subject is under 18.

The photo may be suggestive,
but it's not pornographic.

Maybe you're right,
but the D.A.'s office
has decided to prosecute

if it's displayed in public.

Who knows
what a jury will consider
to be child porn these days?

Mmm. In Arizona,

parents lost custody
of their daughters

after asking a local Wal-Mart
to develop photos
of their girls in the bath.

Heck,
even if you beat the charges,

you'll still be known
for the rest of your life

as the alleged
child pornographer.

This is an abuse
of prosecutorial discretion.

Actually, it's not.
He's chosen
his words very carefully.

I'll get you the negatives
by the end of the day.

That'll work.

I had nothing
to do with Becca getting shot.

Then how did Edgar Tamlin
know she'd be at my office
last night?

I don't know.

You are looking
at life in prison, Neal.

Ms. Bingum,
I would never hurt her.

The AUSA executed
a search warrant.

Forensics went through
Tamlin's computer.

Turns out you
owe Tamlin over $10,000.

They believe you paid him back
by passing along information

about Becca's whereabouts.

What? God, no!

Look, I can explain the money.

Okay. I'm listening.

Two weeks ago,
Becca took me
to a company party.

Uh-huh. Tamlin strikes up
a conversation.

He asks me
when I'm gonna make
an honest woman out of Becca.

I tell him not until
I can afford to buy
the kind of ring she deserves.

Then he says
he's got this jeweler
that can get me a deal.

And he offers to loan me
the money for the ring.

Becca's not wearing a ring.

It's at home
in my nightstand.

I was gonna propose next week.

Please.

You have to believe me.

Hey.

That was quite a night
last night, right?

Yeah.

I'm just glad you're okay.

Thanks.

I know the feds were involved.

Can you tell me
what's going on?

Yeah. So...

My client's boyfriend,
Neal, is being charged with...

Trying to kill her.

And now she wants me
to represent him.

Did he do it?

Honestly,
I don't know.
I don't know.

I cannot figure out if...

If Neal is a hopeless romantic
or a coldblooded killer.

And normally, I get
a gut feeling about clients.

But... Not with this one.

Maybe that's a good thing.

You need
to ignore your emotions
and look at the facts.

That's what the AUSA
is doing right now.

You know what?
You're right.

Thank you, Grayson.

The AUSA
just delivered
a ton of discovery.

I put it in
the conference room. Thanks, Teri.

You're looking
for a connection
between Neal and the shooter.

Actually, between Neal
and a guy named Edgar Tamlin,
who was my client's boss.

The AUSA can prove
that they met once,

but they're gonna need
to prove a stronger connection
to prevail in court.

Need some help?

Yes. That would be great.

Gone through all the boxes.

There's nothing
connecting Neal to Tamlin. Keep looking.

Please?

I think your client's clean.

And sappy.

He even puts little hearts
next to Becca's name
in his calendar.

That is sweet.

Oh, look at this.

I've reviewed
all those receipts.

It's the receipt
for the engagement ring.

Neal borrowed the money
from Tamlin,

and then he bought the ring
from Tamlin's friend.

It's the government's
main evidence against him.

Tamlin's jeweler friend
is my client.

The guy who came in
for the love contract.

What?

Jane, I don't think
your client tipped off Tamlin.

Why is that? 'Cause mine did.

My client didn't come
to Harrison and Parker
for legal advice.

He came to gather
intel on Becca Holt.

When did your client come
in for his first meeting?

Yesterday, around noon.

That was two hours
after Becca and I
went to the authorities.

I just talked to IT.

They isolated spyware
giving an outside party access

to every call and email
in and out of the firm.

God! See?
I emailed Neal about
the meeting with Becca.

That is how Tamlin found out.

When was
the software installed?

11:55,
yesterday morning.

Do we know
how Marty and Tamlin
know each other?

Yeah, actually,
they both did a stint
15 years ago at Lompoc.

Ever since,
they've been thick as thieves.

You need to notify
the AUSA immediately.

Mmm-hmm.

And... Use your cellphone.

Yeah.

Jane?

I'm glad you're okay.

We got your call.
Tell us you got good news.

Ashley, I need to speak
with your father alone.

Okay.
Um, I'll wait outside.

Thank you.

I'm afraid
that I can't find a legal way

to stop Theo
from exhibiting the photo.

Fine. Then I'll pay
the bastard his 100 grand
and be done with it.

Too late.
That offer's off the table.

Come on!

There's got
to be something
you can do.

Actually,
there's something
that you can do.

Exercise Ashley's
suspend and extend clause.

Send her to college. No way.

I mean, she...
You know, she...
She wouldn't want that.

I see.

Look, if Ashley
is not technically employed

when that photo goes out,
the network can't fire her.

In fact,
with the suspend
and extend clause,

she'll go right back
to working after
she gets her degree.

I got to think about it. No time.

And once that photo goes out,
this option goes away.

Okay. Fine.

If that's the only option.

Nicole,
could you send Ashley
back in, please?

Thank you.

What's up?

Ashley, your father
needs to tell you something.

Ash, I think the best thing
for you right now
is to go to college.

You start Princeton
this fall.

What about the show?

Four years,
we'll relaunch your career.

Just like Natalie Portman.

Okay. Yeah, dad,
if that's what you want.

It's the only way.

Mr. French.

Thank you.

As I understand it,
the charges against

Neal Sherwin
have been dropped,

and Marty Frumm
has been charged
in connection

with the attempted murder
of Becca Holt.

That's correct,
your honor.

In which case,
I'd like to turn our attention

to Becca's witness
protection agreement.

Our plan is to keep
Miss Holt in a safe house
until the trial

and then arrange
a permanent relocation.

Is everyone prepared
to sign the agreement?

Excuse me,
your honor.

Becca's participation
as a witness

is predicated
on a meeting with Neal.

And the last one
was interrupted.

Your honor, I have reviewed
the witness protection
regulations,

and it turns out
that spouses
are protected as well.

Yeah,
but Miss holt isn't married.

Not yet.

Neal.

Would you give up everything
in your life to be with Becca?

You know I would.

Found this
in your desk drawer,
where you said.

Becca...

Will you marry me?

Of course I will!

Your honor,
would you please officiate? Absolutely.

How did you know
he would propose?

When it's true love,
you just...

You just know.

Yeah.
I think you're right.

Grayson!

Hey! Hey!

Hey! Mwah!

So, we should hit the road
if we're gonna make it
to Santa Barbara by sundown.

Santa Barbara?

A romantic weekend getaway.

Wow

Well, that sounds great.
Yeah, enjoy.

Have a nice weekend, Jane.

You too.

Hey. Bad news.

I'm at Fabulous Nails,
and no sign of Jane
or Stacy.

Well, I know Stacy
got my text.

Yeah, and Jane got mine.

Well, thanks for trying, Paul.

Hey, just for the record,
the romantic comedy
is dead to me.

Weird kid.

Well, look
who's getting a mani-pedi.

My nails are a wreck.

Uh-huh.

Uh, you're going
with that color?

Yes. Because
I don't have a best friend

to tell me that neons
are for little girls.

Well, you'll look
like a six-year-old
at a princess party.

Don't. Don't laugh.
I'm mad.

Hmm.

By the way, can you believe
the guys tried to get us
to make up at Fabulous Nails?

I know!

That was, like,
two mani-pedi places ago.

Mmm-hmm.

Jane, I never meant
for anything to happen
with Owen.

Yeah. Listen, Stace...

You were right
about one thing.

I never would have kissed
Grayson at my wedding

if I didn't want
to be with him.

I love him.
And I will always love him.

Oh, sweetie.

I just saw him leave
for a romantic weekend
with Nicole.

And I swear

I wouldn't wish this feeling
on my worst enemy,
let alone my best friend.

So...

If you and Owen
have something real,

then... Then I need to try...
And be open to it.

That means everything.

Well, when we're done,
you want to go home
and watch Trashy TV?

Hmm, that would be great.

But...

Owen's taking me
to that new restaurant
on third.

Well, have fun.

We can watch
trash another time.

I'm just glad you two made up.

Though I am
still waiting for my...

"Thank you, Paul,
for your awesome plan."

You sent us
to the wrong place.

That was part of my plan.

Okay, it wasn't.
But it worked.

Yeah.

How come you,
uh, still seem so down?

I'd rather not talk about it. Okay.

I mean, Owen's dating Stacy,
and Grayson's dating Nicole.

I mean, even my client,
who is in federal custody,
got married.

You know?
And I'm... Alone.

Uh

Yes, technically,
you are here with me.

Actually, I gotta go.
I joined a hockey league.
Great workout.

Wait. You skate? It's air hockey.

I can cancel if you want.

Though it's my turn
to bring the quarters.

No. Go.

Believe me,
you've far exceeded

my guardian angel
expectations for the day.

Thank you. Mmm-hmm.

Stacy.

Hey! Hi.

I thought you...

Were on a date with Owen,
you know,
at that new restaurant.

Well, we can go there
anytime we want

as long as
we make a reservation
a month in advance.

And tonight
I'd rather watch TV
and eat popcorn,

if that's okay with you.

Yeah, that's
that's okay with me.

♪ Through it all

♪ I've been a blind man

♪ Fumbling through the dark

♪ And through it all,
I've been a runaway

♪ Been a soul
with a broken heart

♪ Through it all

♪ You were the one thing
that believed in who I am

♪ Through it all

♪ You never left me

♪ And I'll never understand
how you love me

♪ Through the highs,
the lows

♪ The fights, the blows

♪ How you loved me through
the highs, the lows

♪ The fights, the blows

♪ The hurt, the pain

♪ And every tear
that falls like rain

♪ My heart still beats

♪ In fire and heat

♪ The rise, the fall

♪ Somehow you love me
through it all ♪