All language subtitles for Drop Dead Diva (2009) - S06E03 - First Date (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...

Who are you?

I think you already know.

Grayson, it's me.

I'm Deb.

No, I can't face Grayson.

He's furious with me
for confiding in you

that I'm Deb
and not telling him.

Grayson! Grayson!

Can I help you?

Belinda Scotto.

Owen hired me
to help while Kim's
on maternity leave.

I want to get to know you,
the real you, without secrets.

You already know
the real me.

I'm Deb.

Stop!

I buried Deb.

Now, would you like
to go out with me?

Because I'd really like
to go out with you.

Yeah. Yes, very much so.

♪ I got my head
in the clouds

♪ Can't keep my feet
on the ground

♪ All of my troubles
are melting away

♪ It's just a perfect day

♪ A perfect day

♪ It's a perfect day

Oh! What's with
the balloons?

They're for your date
with Grayson.

I want it to be festive.

Again, he just suggested
that we get to know
each other better.

We haven't picked a time
or a place.

Well, then, I think
you should make
the next move.

After all, you are the one
who lied to him.

I didn't lie to him.

I didn't lie to him.

I just omitted the fact
that I am Deb.

Sweetie,
you need to show Grayson

that you are committed
to this relationship.

So you are going to ask him
to dinner tonight,

and I am going to take care
of all the details.

Okay. Yeah.
That's a fantastic idea.

I'll ask him at work.

Though if you keep going
with the balloons,

he's gonna think
it's a quinceanera
instead of a date.

I will cancel the pinata.

I promise sophistication
and taste,

so you and Grayson
can get to know each other,

maybe even intimately.

Oh, that may be
rushing things.

Is it? I'm serving oysters.

Okay.

Oh, Belinda.

Hey, I think
you're going the wrong way.

Your office is... Yeah.

No, I'm... I'm off
to the courthouse.

Liam Matthews
is in trouble again.

Liam Matthews?

The lead singer
of the Black Pedals?

Mmm-hmm.
I've repped him for years.

And he's trashed
another hotel room.

But don't worry.
I'll plead him out.

I'll be back by noon. Take Jane with you.

Take me where?
A sample sale?

A game-show taping?

I feel like
it's gonna be a great day.

Courthouse. Oh.

Yeah, I think I'm good.
I got this one solo. I'm sure she's right.

I'd really like a partner
to back you up.

The client is
Liam Matthews.

What?Yes.

What? Oh, my God.

I had his poster
above my bed
when I was a kid.

I used to kiss him
every morning,

until I got a paper cut
on my tongue.

I'll totally go with you.
I'll even drive.

Great. Okay.

Uh, okay.

If... If that's
what Owen wants...

Yeah, I think
that's what he wants.

You know, because
our clients deserve
thorough representation.

Oh, Owen. Yeah?

I just wanted to
say thanks again
for last night.

I had a really great time.

Uh, sure.

Uh, yeah.
It... It was...
Okay. Yep.

Just so we're clear...
Liam Matthews is my client.

So keep your mouth shut
and your paws off.

Oh.

Mr. Dale, by demolishing
the Adalon Apartments,

you'll be displacing dozens
of low-income residents.

By tearing down that dump,

I'm providing hundreds
of upper-middleclass people

the opportunity
to purchase luxury condos.

I've lived in the Adalon
since I was eight.

The city set aside
this building years ago

to remain
subsidized housing.

That's true. But the Mayor
recently changed his mind

and approved my client's
condominium conversion.

That's because your client is
the single-largest contributor

to the Mayor's
re-election campaign.

We'll be filing an appeal.

We're in full compliance
with California's Ellis Act,

and since the building
is being taken off
the rental market,

my client is permitted
to evict the tenants.

Mr. Dale,
most of my neighbors

have lived in the building
for decades.

We're like family.

I don't mean to sound callous,
but that's not my problem.

Trevor.

Oh, Belinda,
thank God you're here.

Listen, I've, uh, reimbursed
the hotel 20 grand
for the damages.

But the D.A.'s
filed criminal charges.

Hurricane Liam
strikes again.

Some things never change.

Hello.
Hi. I'm Jane Bingum.

Hi. Belinda works
for my firm.

I'm stepping in
while a partner
is out on leave.

Mmm. Well,
I manage the band.Oh, my God.

And our boy Liam's
gonna be charged
with Felony Criminal Mischief.

That's at least a year
in prison.

Not with me as his lawyer.

Okay.

Excuse me. Excuse me.

Lead counsel
coming through.

Liam.

Whoa. You look hot.
Get me out of here, okay?

Just give me five
with the A.D.A.

Well, hi. I'm Jane.
It's really nice
to meet you.

Are you a friend
of Belinda's?Oh, no, no, no, no.

I'm a partner
at the law firm where
she's currently working.

Oh. You're her boss? Yes, I am.

Does she know that?

So, tell me what happened.

Was it just
a crazy after-party?
Roadies, groupies, Mileys?

I don't know. You can tell me...
Attorney/Client privilege.

I don't really remember.
I was wasted.

I must've blacked out. Okay.

Good news. I got the A.D.A.
to drop all charges.

Yep.

In return for just 80 hours
of community service

cleaning up
Santa Monica City Park.

80 hours?

We got a tour starting
the end of the week.

It's the best deal
we're gonna get.

It's no jail, no record.

Let me see
what I can do.

David,
do you have a sec? Yeah.

I was just wondering.

Are you still on
the board of the Spay
and Neuter Project?

Of course.
It's our responsibility

to reduce
the homeless pet population.

I agree. As does Liam.

In fact,
Liam would be thrilled

to shoot
a public-service announcement

in exchange
for dropping all charges.

Two hours, tops.

Awesome. Yeah.
I love dogs and cats.

I had a gerbil once,
but he OD'd in Berlin.

It was really tragic.

We have a deal. Ah!

You rock!

Whoo.

Ah. Whoo!

I just spoke to
the City Planning Commission.

They refuse
to hear your appeal
for a condo conversion.

I'm sorry.

They won't even
let us argue?

They claim we lack grounds.

Whoa.

I've never seen
so much graffiti
on a building.

It's an eyesore,
but the previous landlord
refused to clean it up.

It's not an eyesore.
It's beautiful.

Look at the colors.
Holy crap!

That, right there,
the giant dollar bill

with the face of a pig
instead of Washington...
It's a Lasky!

A what?

He's an amazing
graffiti artist.

This diatribe
against commercialism
is obviously his work.

Must be worth a fortune.Seriously?

Lasky just painted a black cat
holding a shopping bag

on a metal grate
outside Barneys.

An appraiser from Sotheby's
valued it at $700,000.

Whoa!

Not that Lasky ever sees
a penny of it.

I don't follow.

When your canvas
is the side of a building,
you don't own your art.

Lasky's never made a dime.

This "Lasky" might be
what we need to
get into court.

The Art Preservation Act

prohibits
the destruction of art
of recognized quality.

We need to
get it authenticated.

Well, Lasky
only authenticates his work

by putting photos up
on his website.

So that one bit of art
could really save
the building?

It's a long shot,
but it could at least
get us before a judge.

It's not here.

But Lasky only started
the website recently,

so this could be one
of his earlier works.

Set up a meeting with Lasky
so we can get him to testify.

No can do.
No one's ever met the man.

It's part of his mystery.

But I bet he's superhot
and wears those
really faded jeans

that hang real low
on his butt

that's still muscly
from painting.

Teri. Okay.

The best we can do is post
a message on his website

and hope
he gets it in time.

Oh, wow.
You have a lot of fans.

The fans, I love.
The paparazzi,
not so much.

Let's go. How do you feel
about being back in jail?

No comment.

Is it true the police found
a goat in your hotel room? No comment.

Is it true the hotel
banned you for life? No comment.

How do you feel about
being kicked out
of the Black Pedals?

No comment. Wait.

What did you say to me,
you ignorant D-bag?

I am the Black Pedals.
No one's gonna kick me out.

What the hell is this?You've been served.

It's a notice
of termination.

You've been kicked out
of the band.

Now do you care
to comment? Yeah, you want a comment?

No!

Back! Back!

Neil, look, man.

We both know
the Black Pedals
are nothing without me.

I'm sorry,
Liam, but...

But unfortunately,
you've become a liability
for our band.

Our band?
This has nothing
to do with you, Reesa.

Excuse me.
Are you Neil's lawyer?

She's my girlfriend.

Actually,
she's a groupie that
crawled into bed with Neil

and somehow got herself
on the payroll.

You're loaded 24/7,
you miss rehearsals,

and your guitar playing
sounds like a cat in heat.

That's crap.
That's utter crap!

Okay, okay,
okay, okay, you two!

Now, you've had
your troubles
in the past, yes,

but the tour
is about to start,
gentlemen.

So let's just...
Come on...

Let's kiss and make up
like we always do.

Please, Neil,
cut him some slack.

Belinda, you don't
have to beg, okay?

Plain and simple,
he has no right to
kick me out of the band.

I'm afraid he can.

Black Pedals Unlimited
is the corporation that
technically owns the band.

And pursuant
to the corporate bylaws,

detrimental behavior
is grounds for removal.

Okay. That's just standard
boilerplate language.

Perhaps.
I'm sure, as a lawyer,

you're familiar
with Petersson and Nielsen
and Zander v. Carlos,

better known as Cheap Trick,
versus their now-fired
drummer.

We're pursuing
the same course of action
to remove Liam.

Okay. Well, we are prepared
to sue for wrongful
termination.

After all we've
been through,

this is how
you want it to end?

Neil, don't say anything.

We'll see you in court.

Well, we're officially
evicted.

Every tenant found one
of these on their doors
this morning.

A three-day order
to quit the premises.

That is bad.

We've got some
good news. Teri?

Your graffiti
is officially authenticated.

Thank you, Lasky.Yeah.

Yeah, we've already secured
an expert to testify.

Jessica, tell your neighbors
not to move out. Excuse me.

Are you waiting for me?

What? Oh, no. no.

Just filing.

Okay. Yeah.

My mistake.
I've just, uh...
never seen you file before.

Oh, really?

Oh, yeah, it really kind of,
like, relaxes me.

Okay. Okay.

Actually, yeah, Grayson,
I was wondering...

You said how we should get
to know each other better.

Uh, how about tonight?

Dinner at...at my place,
if you're not busy
for dinner tonight.

That would be nice.

Great. I'll...
I'll see you at 7:00.

I'll bring some of
that fruity Pinot Grigio
you like.

Oh, no. I mean,
that's actually
really thoughtful

'cause that's what
I used to drink.

But my new taste buds
prefer something
a little drier.

Chardonnay it is.

Okay.

Stace, he said yes!

Mr. Andres, as the curator of
the Los Angeles Museum of Art,
is this art?

Cultural expression
can exist outside
of conventional canons.

Aerosol art migrated into
the galleries in the 1980s.

Works by Keith Haring
and Jean-Michel Basquiat

now hang in museums
and sell for millions.

Is it art? Absolutely.

Nothing further.

Isn't it true that Haring
and Basquiat painted
on canvases

and not walls
of buildings? Yes, but...

Could you give us
your professional critique
of this piece?

There's a confidence
in the lines,

a sincerity
in the stroke,

and an undulating rhythm
to the paint.

All hallmarks
of a great artist.

Or any great FEMA worker.

These are markings left
by relief workers
in New Orleans

following
Hurricane Katrina.

Objection.
Mr. Andres was shown
these photos out of context.

Overruled.

Guess we learned something
from your expert.

Just because
it's sprayed in paint
doesn't make it art.

And with that,
we'll break for lunch.

Liam, you were recently
kicked out of the band

because they claimed
your bad behavior

put a drain
on band finances.
How do you respond?

I already reimbursed the band
for all the crap
that went down

due to my regrettable
behavior,

including the recent incident
at the Landmark Hotel.

And has this bad behavior

tarnished the image
of the Black Pedals?

Not at all.

Actually,
before I hit the paparazzo,

ticket sales for our new tour
were in the crapper.

But after I punched
that jerk out,

ticket sales went
through the roof.

No further questions.

The triumph of your recent
fisticuffs aside,

isn't it true that
in the last three months,

you've trashed
four hotel rooms,
urinated from a balcony,

appeared in a sex tape,
and vomited on
an audience member?

Mmm. Yes.

Under any set of facts,
that behavior would be

cause enough for removal
from a corporate board.

Does the plaintiff have
anything else to proffer?

Yes, we do,
Your Honor.

The Black Pedals just signed
a year-long contract

with Grandalay Productions
to sponsor
their upcoming tour.

Removing Liam from the band
is a material change,

which is prohibited
without Grandalay's consent.

So, simply put,
the Black Pedals
can't tour without Liam.

As of last night,
Liam has been replaced

with another singer-guitarist
whom Grandalay approved.

I have the documents.

You already
replaced me?

Order!

I'll review the paperwork,
but it appears Liam Matthews'
termination is valid.

Are you ready
with your closing?

I am. But if the judge
rules against us,

I'm also ready to file a stay,
which will halt demolition,
so I think...

Holy. Whoa.

Mr. Kent,
is desecrating my courtroom
your way of making a point?

No, Your Honor.

I promise I'm just
as stunned as you are. It's...

I believe
your case is going south

so you decided
to pull some sort of
publicity stunt.

Well, it won't work.

It's definitely a Lasky.

It's already
been authenticated
on the website.

It's actually a Lasky,
Your Honor, and we had no...

Hold on.
You know it's a Lasky?

Well, yes,
because we...

You staged
this whole thing.

No, I... I had nothing to
do with this artwork.

Artwork?
This is not art, Mr. Kent.
It's vandalism.

The chicken is warming,
the oysters are chilling,
and the wine is breathing.

And Grayson is late.

He's probably stuck
in traffic.

Or he's standing me up.

Or he got delayed
at the office.

Or he's realizing
he doesn't want
to date a woman

whose soul is
in someone else's body.

Well, when you say it
like that...

Whoo! He's here!

Okay, lipstick check.

You're good to go. Okay.

Liam? Uh...

Hi.

After court,
my limo never showed up,

so I took a cab
to the hotel.

Reservation was canceled.

Credit card
didn't work, either.

I'm Stacy. Big fan.

During your 2005 tour,
I threw my favorite bra
on stage

during the encore
of Eye Of The Hurricane.

Thank you.

Uh, do you think
that I could get it back?

Okay. Liam,
since you've been terminated,

you no longer have access
to the band's bank accounts
or credit cards.

This is Reesa.
Neil would never
do this to me.

I guess, from now on,
you're gonna have to
live off your savings.

Savings?
I don't have any savings.

I spent everything I made.

I'm broke.

Oh, excuse me.

It's Grayson!

Hello.

What?

Okay. Okay. Yeah, of course.
I'll... I'll be right there.

Um, Grayson's in jail.

This is awesome news.

He didn't stand you up.Oh.

I got to go.
You know what?

In case Grayson's hungry,
I'll just bring this.

Stacy, thank you so much
for organizing
this beautiful night.

Liam, uh...
Enjoy the oysters.

Sorry I ruined our date.

Well, we've waited this long.
What's one more day, right?

Yeah.

Okay, so, you're only
in here a day, right?

The judge ordered me
to sleep off my attitude.

Okay.
What actually happened?

She thinks I told
a graffiti artist
to tag her courtroom.

Yeah. She was
really pissed.

Well, you know, good art
is supposed to make you
feel something, right?

I guess.

Oh.

Wait. Jane,
that's perfect.What's perfect?

I'm gonna argue that
in court tomorrow.

Thank you.It was nothing.

Seriously, I don't even
know what I said.

Excuse me. It's 10:00,
and visiting hours are over.

Okay.

Thanks again for coming. Yeah.

And for the cake. Sure.

Good night, Jane.

Maybe Grayson kissed you
on the cheek

because he was
self-conscious
of the guard.

This is the man
who once French-kissed me

on the Jumbotron
at Dodger Stadium.

Oh. Morning.

Oh, my God. You slept
with Liam Matthews?

No!

Not that I couldn't have.

We spent the night
eating your dinner.

While he cried
on my shoulder
about missing Neil.

Yeah, listen,
I'm really sorry.
I know you two were close.

Thanks. Mmm-hmm.

I haven't felt this empty
since my parents split up.

Interesting that
you should mention divorce.

Maybe we're looking
at your case the wrong way.

What are you talking about?

Okay,
there's a legal principle
that's kind of like divorce.

It's called...

Palimony?

You can't be serious.

No, I'm quite serious.

Liam and Neil
are more than just pals.

Oh, God,
even though Perez Hilton

claimed they were doing it,
they weren't.

No, what I'm saying is

they've had
a full-on bromance
since high school, right?

Okay, palimony requires
that a couple live together.

They have...
Tour buses, hotel rooms.

In the past 20 years,
they have been closer
to each other

than anyone else
in their lives.

So when Neil kicked Liam
out of that band,

he effectively broke up
with him.

It's not a terrible idea.

Well, thank you.

I'll put Neil
on the stand,

get him to talk about
their...brolationship.

Okay.

Hold on. See,
palimony's my idea, so...

Yeah, but have
you seen the judge
checking out my legs?

He'll be more receptive
if the idea comes from me,

especially since I'm wearing
my extra-short skirt.

Oh, dear.

Your Honor,
I do not believe

I need to present
a closing argument.

Why is that?

This case is about art,
which the fine art institute

defines as "the expression
of imagination
producing works

"to be appreciated
for their emotional power."

Now, your reaction yesterday
to this work was nothing
if not emotional.

That proves Lasky's work
is indeed art.

A night in lockup
and that's the best you got?

Excuse me.
What the hell
are you doing?

Sorry, ma'am.
The Mayor sent us.

Some rich art collector
just offered the city
half a mil for that panel.

I suppose you're jumping
up and down inside.

It does appear the Mayor
just made my case.

Oh, come on.

I hate to admit it,
but Mr. Kent's right.

Mr. Dale,
you are permanently enjoined

from destroying the artwork
adorning your building.

Thank you so much.

My pleasure.

Excuse me,
but my client wishes
to inform the court

that while he will protect
the wall with the artwork,

he still intends
to tear down

the rest of the apartment
building

and erect
his condo tower.So noted.

Your Honor,
he can't do that.

Of course he can.
He owns the building.

I request
an injunction barring
demolition until I can...

Until you can what?
Waste more of
the court's time?

You asked me
to protect the art,
and it's protected.

But the notices to vacate
are enforceable.

Liam and I met
in marching band in college.

We got bored
with fight songs

and just started playing
our own stuff.

What were your first gigs?

Hole-in-the-wall clubs, uh,
school dances, a bar mitzvah.

What did you do
with the money you earned?

Mostly, we bought beer
and hair gel.

Your Honor, this whole line
of questioning is irrelevant.

We're making a case
for palimony.

A little latitude? Mmm.

Pooling money shows
a financial partnership,

not a relationship as defined
in Marvin v. Marvin.

I'm shutting you down,
Miss Scotto.

Uh, well, hold on.
Now, that's true.

The Marvin standard
requires more than
a financial partnership.

It also requires
an agreement for support.

And we can prove
that one exists.

My client entered into
no such agreement.

That's where you're wrong.
May I illustrate my point?

If you're quick,
Miss Bingum.

Thank you.

Neil, what was
the band's first hit?

Eye Of The Hurricane.

And was that
a duet, right?

That's right. Yeah.

♪ Through the fire

♪ Beneath the rain

Your Honor,
please instruct the witness

to sing his part
of the song.Objection.

Counsel is making a mockery
of these proceedings.

I like the song. Yeah.

The witness will sing.

♪ Through the fire

♪ Beneath the rain

♪ Down to the wire

♪ And up from the pain

♪ I will be there with you

♪ Raising Cain

♪ Standing strong

♪ In the eye
of the hurricane ♪

Who wrote
Eye Of The Hurricane?

Liam and I
wrote it together.

Was it about one
of your girlfriends?

No. It's about
our friendship.

Mmm. No matter what crap
came our way,

we'd be there
for each other.

Your Honor,
the song itself

is their contract
to provide support.

We ask that you award palimony
to Liam Matthews commensurate

with his 25-year contribution
to the Black Pedals.

It's a clever argument.

But I'm not looking to expand
the boundaries of Marvin.

You don't have to extend
the law. The facts...

Ms. Bingum, you'll have
my final decision tomorrow.

Grayson, you have to see
what's on the internet.

A cat riding a vacuum cleaner
is not gonna cheer me up.

Richard Dale
is using the original Lasky

as a selling point
for the new condos.

"Buyers can enjoy
a courtyard adorned
by a Lasky installation,

"the earliest-known piece
by the world-famous artist
and cultural icon.

"Come live
in the birthplace

"of the West Coast
graffiti art movement."

First he wants
to tear it down.
Now he's showing it off.

Teri, call the judge.
Get a meeting.

Why did a messenger
just deliver
Liam's toxicology report

from the night
of his arrest? Because I ordered it.

Excuse me?

Liam was shaking
when he was playing
the guitar in court.

I want to know what else
he is on besides booze.

Who the hell
do you think you are?

You know what?
Apparently,
you're not aware

that I'm a partner
in this firm!

Get back to work.

What is going on?

Jane ordered
a toxicology report,

which, if leaked,
could damage
my client's reputation.

I'm sure Jane
had a good reason.

Thank you.

Our palimony argument
may not be sufficiently
persuasive, okay?

However, if we can show
that Liam has a drug problem,

we can trigger
the corporate bylaws,

which prevent termination
of any member

suffering from addiction
if they agree to seek help.

Ergo, we get Liam into rehab
and Neil cannot fire him.

Okay. That sounds reasonable.
Let's look at the results.

There's no trace of drugs
or alcohol in Liam's system
the night of the arrest.

No, that doesn't even
make sense.

He told me
that he was wasted.

Any other ideas?

Owen, do you
have a moment?

I was hoping to review
a potential new client
with you.

In your office? Of course.

What are you doing home?

Oh.

I just needed to get out
of the office.

Ew. Did Teri
have a bean burrito
at lunch again?

What? No. What? Oh.

It's Belinda,
Kim's replacement.

She's nasty
and manipulative.

I can't believe
that woman actually
makes me miss Kim.

It's like in high school,

when we backed
Abby Johnson
for homecoming queen

over Mindy Lake. Mmm-hmm.

Then Abby won and it went
straight to her head.

Yeah. Remember when
Abby made us all
change our hairstyles

because she decreed
that she was the only one

who could
wear the "Rachel"? Ugh.

But then we had
David Starky, who had mono,
French-kiss Abby.

She totally missed the game,
and we wore the Rachel
to the dance.

You looked
awesome, FYI. Thank you.

You know, that's what I need,
is a David Starky.

Oh. Well, he moved
to Chicago

and opened
a Jiffy Lube franchise.

He offers a 10% discount
if you follow him
on Facebook.

Oh.

Are you calling
David Starky?

Hey, Teri,
please call Kim
and tell her

I would like to
have coffee with her
as soon as possible.

Yeah. No, I'm serious.

Are you feeling okay?
Coffee with Kim?

Kim is my David Starky.

If I can get her to cut
her maternity leave short,
bye-bye, Belinda.

But you loathe Kim. Yeah.

You couldn't wait for her
to have her baby.

Yeah, you know,
and we never liked Mindy,

until we were stuck
with Abby, right?

That's true.

I want Kim back.

Well, we haven't had coffee
together since...ever.

Why?

Well, I just wanted to see
how you were enjoying
your maternity leave.

Aw. Yeah, it must be nice

to sit at home and not have
to worry about the firm.

Mmm-hmm. You know what?
It is.

I never imagined
I would enjoy
motherhood this much.

I may never come back
to Harrison and Parker.

Oh!

Can you believe
I just said that?

Well, that's...
That's great.

You know, 'cause
I was gonna say, you know,

the firm is...is doing
really well without you.

Oh, my God.
What I'm trying to say is,

you should just take as...
as much time as you need.

Well, I'm...
I'm glad to hear it.

Oh, there's this new
temp lawyer... Belinda.

What a doll.
And she is smart as a whip.

Actually,
that's one of the reasons
I wanted to talk to you.

I think that
we should do everything
we can to keep her.

Yeah, of course.

Great. I was thinking
if you would sign over

your parking space
to Belinda?

She's got
a brand-new Tesla.

I got to protect that,
right?

I guess Owen says
it drives like a dream.

She's taken Owen
for a drive?

Yeah, I mean, I guess
they've gotten pretty close.

But you know what?
We're all close.

It is like Owen said,
like this firm is...
is like a family now.

Oh! Just one second.

Hey, Teri, can this wait?

I'm telling Kim
about Belinda the great.

Mmm.

What? I'm on my way.

Is everything okay?

Yeah. My client just got
into a car accident.

Never a dull moment,
right?

Um, it was...
It was great to see you.

I'm gonna go. Okay.

Your Honor,
we ask that you declare

the Adalon Apartment building
an historic landmark.

Now it's a landmark?

This is nothing
but another delay tactic.

L.A. City Ordinance 22171.7
grants landmark status

to structures associated
with important
historic events.

And, what, you're claiming
that apartment building

is the birthplace
of George Washington?

No. It's the birthplace

of the West Coast
graffiti art movement.

You said so yourself.
Check it out.

"Come live in the birthplace

"of the West Coast
graffiti art movement."

That's just advertising.

Mr. Dale, your own words
have left me no choice.

I am granting
Mr. Kent's petition.

The building shall be declared
an historic landmark.

The notices of eviction
are hereby revoked.

God, Liam.
Are you all right?

Oh, yeah,
just a little bruised.

You should see
the light post.

Guess I had
too much to drink.

Yeah, uh, come on.

Liam, what is really
going on here?

Living the life.

I know you were sober
when you trashed
that hotel suite.

Listen, I'm your lawyer.
You can tell me anything.

Okay. I lied
about blacking out.

I lied about
driving drunk. Why?

I haven't done drugs
in years.

But I think my old days
are caught up to me.

I got the shakes.
I can't remember anything.

My body's giving out.

I guess you'd rather have
your fans believe

you're an
out-of-control partyer
than an over-the-hill burnout.

Damn right.Yeah.

But it's getting worse.

I don't know what to do.

Hello, Doctor. Oh.

Uh, could you
give us a moment?

No, no. She can stay.

Okay, well,
I just reviewed your
electronic medical records.

If you take
your medication,

accidents like today
can be avoided.

What medication?

Oh, for your Parkinson's.

I don't have Parkinson's.

What are you
talking about?

Uh... Well, according
to your records,

a doctor examined you
on January 11th.

Yeah. The band
gets a physical

before we go on tour,
for insurance.

Well, the doctor found
conclusive evidence

of early-onset
Parkinson's Disease.

Liam.

Nobody told me I was sick.
I swear.

You're displaying
numerous symptoms.
I'm sure you've noticed.

Oh, my God.

Liam, I'm so sorry.

Okay, look,
the sooner we get you
on the proper medication,

the sooner we can
get your symptoms
under control.

Excuse me.

Liam, the doctor
who examined you
for the physical...

Has he ever
examined you before?

No, I... He was new.

Who hired him?

Reesa.

Why would she keep this
from me?

I don't know,
but I'm gonna find out.

The original hard copy
of Liam's physical exam...

It's got to be here
somewhere.

How does someone
get diagnosed
with a disease

and not know about it?

Reesa clearly wanted him
out of the band.

She must have concealed
the diagnosis from him.

Why? My theory?

Without knowing
he had Parkinson's,

Liam received no treatment,
right?

Well, eventually he displayed
enough unexplained symptoms

that Neil had no choice but
to kick him out of the band.

So, Neil assumed
that he was being
self-destructive,

but he was
really just sick.

Yeah.

Wait a minute.

You said
that Liam's physical exams

were for the insurance
carrier, right?

Yeah, the exams are required
before every tour.

So, even if Liam didn't know
about the Parkinson's,

the insurance company
would have.

Well, yeah,
the band manager would
have informed the carrier.

Unless he didn't.

I need to get back
to court.

As the Black Pedals' manager,
your job is to handle
tour logistics.

That's right.And you also provide

the insurance carrier

with the results
of required physicals,
correct?

Yeah. Why are you asking me
all these questions?

Last year, the doctor
examined all band members

and he submitted
a report to you

and you, in turn,
submitted a report

to the insurance carrier,
right?

Well, in this report,
the doctor diagnosed
Liam Matthews

with early-onset
Parkinson's Disease.

However, the report
that you submitted
to the insurance company

contains no mention
of that diagnosis.

Why is that? I have no idea.

Really? Well...
Well, 'cause I know.

See, you didn't want
the insurance company
to know

that Liam was sick
because that would
have affected

the premiums
that you'd have to pay,

not to mention
this diagnosis

would have put the tour
in jeopardy.

Well, that's crazy.

And I could sue you
for slander, miss.

You also made
Neil and Reesa both think
that Liam was out of control

so that they would allow you
to replace him

and the tour could
continue on as planned.
Isn't that right?

I'm not saying another word
without my attorney here.

How about that? I trusted you, man.

I trusted you with my life,
and you...you lied
to my face.

By the way, by withholding
medical information,

you prevented Liam
from getting help

to slow down the progress
of his illness,

which is why
the D.A.'s office
is now in the process

of filing charges
against you

for felony
reckless endangerment.

Your Honor...
Liam's back in the band.

The Black Pedals
don't exist without him.

I couldn't agree more.
Case dismissed.

Liam.

I'm so sorry, man.
We had no idea.

Trevor's been
telling lies,

and I... I was
stupid enough
to believe them.

Can you forgive me?

It's okay. You thought
you were protecting Neil.
I get that.

Moving on, okay?
We got a lot
of work to do.

Our tour starts
in five days.

Oh, man,
I don't give a crap
about the tour.

Right now,
we take care of you.

We're gonna fight this, man.
I swear to God.

I tell you what...
Let's fight it
tomorrow, okay?

Right now,
I want to celebrate. Celebrate?

Band's back together.

Thanks for everything.

Oh. You're welcome.

The tenants wanted
to thank you for
saving our building,

so we took up
a collection.

It's not much, but... That's not necessary.

I took the case
pro bono. Please. I insist.

Thank you so much...
For everything.

No way.

Teri! Teri.

Where's the fire?

It's a Lasky!
And he signed his name.

He's never signed
his name before.

Lasky's not a he.
It's Jessica.

That's why the painting was
on the side of the building.

It's where she grew up. Lasky is a lady?

My arty friends
are gonna freak out!

You know
you can't tell anyone...
Attorney/client privilege.

Fine. I say we sell it.

I mean, with the signature,
it's got to be worth
a fortune.

I'll split it
with you... 60/40.

All right, 50/50, but only
because I'm in a good mood.

We're not gonna sell it.

Please tell me
you're not gonna cash it.

I'm gonna frame it.

But for tonight,
put it in the firm safe.

Ah. You bet.

Hey.
What?

What's this? I won my case.

Good!

You want to grab a drink
across the street,
celebrate?

I'm back.

Yes, you are.

I thought you weren't
coming back
for another month.

Yeah, well,
my nanny hates it
when I hover.

Hey, Grayson,
if you're not busy,

do you mind helping me load
some things back
into my office?

I, uh... I bought
a new coffee table.

I have a bunch of file boxes
in the back of my car...

...which is in
my parking spot.

I'll get started. Thank you.

So, it looks like
someone wasn't so happy
being home all day.

Well, judging by how glad
you are to see me,

it looks like someone
wasn't so pleased
with my replacement.

Welcome back, Kim.

Don't even think
about hugging me.

Never crossed my mind.

Great job
on Liam's case.

Oh, thanks.
Yeah, thanks for your help.

Sure. Did you see that
Kim is back?

Yeah, it's great, right?Uh-huh.

Got the Harrison and Parker
band back together.

Listen, I know
that you liked Belinda.

So I'm sure
you're not happy
that she's leaving.

After seeing the way
that she talked to you,

I realized she was
not a good fit
for Harrison and Parker...

Or for me.

Well, then... Ding-dong,
the witch is dead.

Good night.

Good night.

Oh, my God.

Using ice cream
instead of soy milk

and chocolate sauce
instead of kale

makes my smoothies
taste so much better.

Yeah,
that's called a milkshake.

Well, my baby
is making me crave
milkshakes.

Who am I to say no?

Okay, so, what's wrong?

You've hardly said two words
since you got home,

and you just turned the page
on Prince George

without commenting
on his adorable,
little hat.

I know.
I was just... I was just
thinking about Grayson.

I asked him out
for a drink tonight,
and instead,

he is helping Kim move back
into her office.

That's because
he's a really nice guy.

Or he's looking for excuses
not to be with me.

But you know what?

I have to accept that Grayson
might just want to be friends.

Mmm.

You got Stacy.

Hold on.

It's Grayson.

I'm gonna go
make another one of these.

Baby wants mint chip.

Hello?

Hey. I just finished up
with Kim.

Yeah,
that was really nice of you.

And I wanted to say
I've been thinking about you.

Really? 'Cause I can't stop
thinking about you.

Um, I mean, um...

Sorry. That just kind of
came out really fast.

It's fine. It's cute.

Anyways, I, uh, guess
I just wanted to say...

...good night, Jane.

Good night, Grayson.