All language subtitles for Drop Dead Diva (2009) - S06E04 - Life & Death (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

♪ I opened up my eyes

♪ And I saw the sunlight
in a new way ♪

Sweetie.

Sweetie!
You've been sitting
there for like an hour,

and you've only
done one lip.

Oh.

I have my first case
with Grayson this morning.

I'm pretty sure that is
not entirely correct.

Since he
found out I'm Deb.

Ah. Right.

Stace, I have
a major perfume crisis.

When I was
living with Grayson,

I wore Lovely
by Sarah Jessica Parker.

Sweet apple
with a hint of musk.

But now
I wear Beautiful
by Este Lauder.

Lilac brightened
with citrus.

I don't know
what scent to spritz.

Close your eyes.

Trust me.Mmm.

Wait, did you just spray me
with both perfumes?

Yes. Jane, you are
lovely and beautiful.

Why hold back?

Mommy's on her
way to work, Noah,

and she's gonna
miss you so much.

Yes, she is.

Uh, skinny soy latte
with an extra shot.

Actually, make that
two extra shots.

Uh, hold the camera
closer to his face, Rose,

so I can see
his cute little nose.

Yes!

Thank you.

Smile for Mommy.
Can you smile for Mom?

Now, you be
a good boy for Rose

while Mommy's
at work today, okay?

I love you.
I do.

I do. Yes, I do.

Excuse me!

I am so sorry.
I didn't mean to
scare you, ma'am.

I just wanted
to know if...

Will you adopt me?

Jane.
This is Seth Coyle.

We've been friends since...

The 8th grade.
You met on the
basketball team.

How did you know that?

I...

Told her about
the time you gave
me a black eye

when you elbowed me
on that lay-up.

Yeah, yeah.
He told me about that.

Uh, but he didn't
tell me about this case.

My wife, Rachel,

she passed away
three days ago.

Oh, my God.
I'm so sorry.

She had
a congenital heart defect,
diagnosed last year.

I came to Grayson
because I knew that
he would understand

what I'm going through.

Losing Deb was the
worst day of my life.

The thing is,
Rachel's dying wish

was to be buried
in our backyard.

We spent the last year
planting a garden together.

But that...
The sentiment is beautiful.

But the request is unusual.

Rachel's parents
own a family plot,

and they want
her buried there.

They got a court order
preventing me

from taking Rachel's
body from the mortuary.

Well,
under California law,

the spouse has a right
to make burial decisions.

That's right.

But I hope we don't
have to get adversarial
with your in-laws.

Uh, with your permission,
I'd like to set up a meeting.

Of course.
The sooner, the better.

Ryan's been living
with five other boys
in a group foster home,

and he would like
to find a permanent
family to adopt him.

And he followed you
into the coffee shop

to ask you if you
would be his mother?

Ms. Kaswell seems
so sweet and kind
with her baby.

Kim?

I kind of blurted out
the adoption thing.

I know I shouldn't have
put you in that position,

but well...

I've been in the system
for, like, my whole life,

and I want real parents,
someone like you.

Sweetie, trust me.

I'm in no position
to have a second child.

But that doesn't mean
we're not gonna help you.

Ryan, do you know
what happened to
you biological parents?

Mom died in prison
when I was two,

and my dad
was killed in Iraq
before I was born.

I don't understand
why I was never put
with a permanent family.

And now I'm 12.

Yeah, it's, uh...
It's harder for older
kids to find parents.

I haven't had an
adoptive-parent meeting
in three years.

Other kids my age have
found homes in that time,

but not me.

Yeah, Ryan...
Look, it's unfair.

It's completely unfair.

I'm just not sure
how we can help you.

Nevertheless,
we're gonna try.

The doctors say that
I don't have much time.

I'm at peace with that,

but I want to
make sure that my body
is buried in our garden.

It's why I'm
making this video.

Seth, was that okay?

As you can see,
Rachel was pretty specific
with her intentions.

My daughter was
hyped up on painkillers.

That video
doesn't mean anything.

Doug,
it was Rachel's idea
to make the video.

Do you have
her request in writing?

Come on.

We asked you here
today with the hopes

that you would support
your daughter's wishes.

And not to mention,
under the law,

spouses control
burial decisions.

That's true,

unless the decedent
signed away her
power of attorney.

What are you
talking about?

Apparently, Rachel
granted her father

limited power of attorney.

And he's
exercising that power

to mandate Rachel is
buried in the family plot.

No. I won't
let that happen.

Seth, please.
We just want our
family to be together.

I made a promise
to your daughter.

We're not
changing our minds.

Then, unfortunately,
we'll be going to court.

Whatcha looking at,
hot buns?

Hey.

Last week, on the bus,
a guy with a Chihuahua
sat next to me.

I got licked, twice.

By the guy.

Which is why
I'm on Craigslist
buying a bicycle.

It's time I get
my own wheels.

What's your budget? 100 bucks.

Had to give up
eating on Wednesdays,
but it's totally worth it.

Oh, here's one for $85.

Oh. "93 beach cruiser with
partially operational bell"?

I don't think so.

Maybe I should
get a car instead.

Oh, here's a 2011
Rolls-Royce Phantom
Coupe for 100 bucks.

Rolls are good cars, right?

Paul, I think it's a scam.

Nobody's gonna sell you
a $450,000 car for 100 bucks.

If it's online,
it must be true.

I want to meet the seller,

snag this thing up
before she sells it
to someone else.

Yeah, what's gonna
happen is you're gonna
go to this woman's house,

she's gonna offer you a drink,
and then next thing you know,

you're gonna
wake up with one kidney
missing in Mexico.

Well, I've always wanted
to visit Mexico, so win-win.

Also, I have two kidneys.

Oh, hey! She wants
to meet my right now.

Adios, senorita.

Hey.

So, I was thinking
about our case.

I think that we
should talk to Seth

and convince him
to drop the suit.

Why would we do that?

Well, given what
happened to me,

we both know
that a body is
just a body.

Rachel's soul is gone,

so it shouldn't matter
where she's buried.

He promised her.

Grayson...

Jane, when Deb died...

When you died,

I visited your gravesite
every day for a month.

You did?

I had long, one-sided
conversations with you.

Well, you finally
got a word in.

It brought me comfort.

The gravesite is where
I felt closest to you.

Brought you flowers
every Sunday.

Thank you, but...

I realize
it wasn't about you.

It was about me.
It was about healing.

I understand. No, you don't.

But I do. You can't.

You didn't lose me.

I lost you.

Jane, when someone
you love dies,

everything about that
person holds meaning.

For over a year,
I didn't give away your
clothes or even your makeup.

I just wanted
to feel close to you.

At night,
when I'd feel lonely,

I would actually go
and smell your perfume.

Now, if burying
his wife in the backyard
gives Seth comfort,

we need to support him.

Just let me talk
to Seth about Rachel.

Maybe I can persuade him.

Stop. I mean, I can help him
understand that there's...

Listen to me.

I forbid you from
talking to Seth about this.

Sorry, you "forbid" me?

Yes. I forbid you.

Now, are we done?

I got here as
quick as I could.

Grayson was so out of line. I know.

How dare he forbid you
from talking to someone?

What if he forbids you
from talking to me?

Well, I doubt
he'd do that.

But, yeah, I agree.
It's outrageous.

You know,
when he knew me
as... As Deb,

he would never
talk to me that way.

And when he
knew me as Jane,

he would never
talk to me that way.

And now that
he knows the truth
about all this,

he's acting like
a totally different person.

Well, sweetie,
the thing is

not everyone's
as accepting as I am

when it comes to
metaphysical reveals.

Grayson's still
trying to adjust.

You need to let him know
that you're supportive
of his journey.

Since when did you
become Sylvia Brown?

I've been
reading parenting books.

They all have
a basic premise.

A child needs to know
that you believe in them

even when
they're acting out.

Same goes with Grayson.

You have to
believe in him,

even though
he's not acting
like the perfect child.

You know what I mean.

Yeah. Yeah, I...

I guess I do.

While I appreciate
your interest in Ryan,

Child Services is
doing everything we can
to get him placed.

It's been 10 years.

You haven't
found him a family.

Can you please
check Ryan's status
in the adoption registry?

Bear with me a second.

Ah, here he is.

Oh, that's not right.

Ryan's no longer in
our active adoption file.

What? How is that possible?

Ryan's been transferred
to our independent
living program,

which will give
him job training

in anticipation of
aging out of the system

upon turning 18 next year.

He's 12.

The independent
living program doesn't
start until age 14.

According to Ryan's
records, he's 17.

Well, that would explain
why he hasn't had any
prospective parent meetings.

If you thought he was 17,
you would have stopped

the matching process
three years ago.

We migrated our system
three years ago from
paper to online.

There must have been
a data-entry error.

I don't have parents
because of a mistake?

We'd like this
fixed immediately.

I'll need to get a copy
of his birth certificate
from Sacramento.

It'll take a few months.

Unless you want us to drag
your department to court,

we want him back
on that adoption list
by end of business today.

Ryan is a ward
of the State,

which means he
cannot engage a lawyer
without my consent.

And I do not consent.

I just had a baby.

I have hormones
coursing through my body,

and if you think
you can deter me
from helping Ryan,

well, let's just say
I can be a real mother...

Okay. Okay.

Your honor,
we ask that you
lift the injunction

preventing my client
from taking his wife's
body from the mortuary.

As her spouse,
he controls where
she's buried.

Rachel gave her father
power of attorney.

Well, true,
but in this case,
that power of attorney

is limited to
a life-support directive.

Rachel didn't want
extreme measures to be
used to extend her life,

and knowing how much
her husband loved her,

didn't want to put him
in a compromised position.

Rachel knew
there was a family plot,

and if she didn't want
to be buried in it,

she should have
told her parents
when she was lucid.

I agree.

Your honor,
the burial in a family plot
constitutes an offer,

and that offer
wasn't accepted by Rachel.

So, under the law,

why should she be obligated
to reject something

she wasn't obligated to
accept in the first place?

Now, that's ridiculous.

A lawyers last resort,
an insult.

Mr. Kent,
I am vacating the order.

Your client is granted
access to Rachel's body.

And to all those parties
that have suffered a loss,

I am sorry.

Given that
a clerical mistake
cost Ryan Hatcher

the chance of adoption
for the past three years,

we ask that you
consent to my firm's
pro bono representation.

But doesn't the State
represent Ryan?

Yes, we do,
Your Honor.

Like all children
in the system,
we are his advocate.

Child services
is understaffed,
underfunded,

and makes mistakes.

Why not allow a third party
to ease their burden?

There have been mistakes,
but we've also put
a roof over his head.

For which
we thank the State,
but Ryan wants a family.

We should have him
back on the registry

by the end of the month,
Your Honor.

And then what?

He's listed with
thousands of other kids,

a needle in
a bureaucratic haystack,

whereas we will actively
seek to find him parents.

Allowing foster children
to get their own lawyers

would set
a dangerous precedent.

And turning a blind eye
to free legal help

is a perfect example
of how this State fails
in loco parentis.

I agree, Ms. Kaswell.Thank you.

If you want to
represent Ryan,
I'm not going to stop you.

You are looking
at the proud owner
of a Rolls-Royce.

Not right now, Paul.

Kim has me
calling everyone I know

who's ever even
considered adoption.

It's parked in the garage
in Jane's spot.

Rolls trumps Porsche.
She'll understand.

You bought a Rolls
for $100?

I met Wendy, the owner.
Lovely woman.

I gave her the money,
she gave me the keys,
and signed the title.

I offered to
come back later for
a Rob Roy in the jacuzz,

but she has plans.

This is a real title.

And the owner signed it. It's legit.

You bought a Rolls
for 100 bucks.

Pretty people
get all the breaks.

With an open heart
and a positive attitude,
anything is possible.

Jane. Hold on.

Just need to finish buying
this awesome new purse.

Unless, of course,
you're going to forbid
me from doing that.

I just got off
the phone with Seth.

He went to the mortuary
to pick up his wife's body.

She's gone.

What do you mean,
"She's gone"?

His dead wife
has been kidnapped.

How the hell
do you lose a body?

This is totally unacceptable.

No, I will sue you,
and I will sue your company.

If you don't
find Rachel Coyle
by the end of the day,

I will make sure that
you are out of business
by the end of the week.

That was a little harsh.

Well, it's a mortuary,
not a dry-cleaners.

They're supposed
to handle bodies with
dignity and respect.

I know what happened.

My father-in-law
intimidated a staff member
at the mortuary

into turning over
Rachel's body to
an undertaker.

An undertaker
your in-laws hired?

Yes.

When the owner
realized the mistake,
he went into panic mode,

which is why he said
he couldn't find her.

Rachel's body has been
moved to another mortuary.

So we'll go get her back.

Take a look at this.

Rachel's father
convinced the city
attorney to intervene

in order to
prevent the backyard
burial of their daughter.

Seth is prohibited from
retrieving his wife's body.

We have to get this
before a judge.

Hey.

How's the search
for parents going?

Well,
I've spoken to

every private adoption
agency in the State,

and no one is
interested in Ryan.

He's 12.

I know,
and adoptive parents
want cute little babies.

But anyone who
rejects Ryan because
of his age is a moron.

Oh, my God.
Noah just rolled over.

Would you look
at this face?

Have you ever seen anything
cuter in your entire life?

Yes, Kim,
he's the cutest baby ever.

Knock, knock.
I'm here for the
maternity-clothes pickup.

Here you go.
Have fun growing into them.

I certainly won't
miss that waistline.

Thank you.

Owen, by the
scowl on your face,

you're either
having a bad day
or you're colicky.

I've been reading a book
on infant body language.

I'm not colicky,
but I have had
better days.

Kim is having a hard time
finding parents to adopt
our 12-year-old client.

Oh, I know
all about adoption.

I had a puppy
a few years ago,
Bark Jacobs,

that I totally loved.

But Jane moved in,

and we all know about
her pet allergies.

Actually,
we don't all know,
and we don't all care.

My point is,
nobody wanted Bark Jacobs

because he was
a big-time drama queen

and he liked to eat
designer underwear.

Stacy.

So I decided to make
a video of Bark Jacobs,

showcasing his
amazing cuteness.

I posted it
on a pet-adoption website.

24 hours later,
he had multiple suitors.

I chose Renard.

Now Bark Jacobs
is the best-groomed
schnoodle on the planet,

and Renard gives
me a 10% discount
on my highlights.

Stacy, you're a genius.

Have you lost your mind?

You want to help Ryan?
We're gonna make a video.

I love this idea.

Your honor,
per the municipal code,

it is illegal to bury
a person on private property
within city limits.

And under that same code,

the city attorney
can grant permission

on a case-by-case basis.

We sent a petition
to his office,

and it was
unfairly denied.

And why was it denied?

We're concerned about
the spread of disease.

And yet
you routinely allow
home burial for pets

as long as they're
buried at least
three feet underground.

Dogs and cats
are a lot smaller
than human beings.

Really?
When Rachel passed,
she was 90 pounds.

An average Great Dane
weighs about 150 pounds.

So are we really
saying that a Great Dane
has more rights

than a human being
when it comes to
burial options?

And not to mention
my client would bury his
wife in a sealed coffin

to prevent any possible
ground contamination.

Good point, Ms. Bingum.

Come on, Your Honor.
They don't have a case here.

You may be
right, counselor,

but at least there's enough
evidence to hold a hearing.

We'll begin immediately.

And I love
barbecue chicken,
anything Harry Potter,

and the Dodgers.

But if my future
family roots for
another team, I'm cool.

Especially if
there are other kids.

I've always wanted
brothers and sisters.

And cut!
Hair and makeup?

Great take, Ryan,
but you went
a little off-script

with the brother
and sister part.

Sorry.
It just slipped out.

Well, as a former actress,
I totally understand.

So, let's do it again.

And this time,
turn on the waterworks.

Whenever I need help
crying on cue,

I just think of
dead baby seals

and Paris Hilton's
acting career.

Okay, let's forget
about the script.

In order for this to work,
it has to be real.

Ryan,
just tell your story,

and the right
people will respond.

Try it again.

Okay, here we go.
Take four.

For 10 years,
I've wanted real parents.

I'll do
my homework and chores.

I won't get
into any trouble.

I'll work hard in school
and get good grades

so you can
be proud of me.

And I... I know
I'm getting kind of old.

But if you still want
to tuck me in at night,

that would be...

That would
be cool with me.

And that's a wrap.
Thank you, everyone.

Hey, Ms. Kaswell.

Ryan, good morning.

No one responded to
my video, did they?

Look in that
office over there.

Your video
went viral, Ryan.

All those couples want you.

I'm currently reviewing
all their applications.

I can't believe this.

You got some
work to do, kid.

You got to go meet
them all and pick
the one you want.

Course, I'm gonna
have some input.

Hey. No tears.

This in an awesome day.

Now, come on.
Let's go find you
some parents.

Teri,
driving a Rolls-Royce
changes your life.

Let me guess,
you went to
all the top clubs

and impressed the babes?

No. I can't afford
the gas or insurance.

But I slept in it.

I think the leather
is made from clouds.

Excuse me.
I'm looking for the guy
who bought my Rolls-Royce.

I recently
purchased a Rolls.
Perhaps I can help you.

Give me my car back now.

Excuse me,
but he bought it
fair and square.

I saw the title. He bought it from my wife.

She sold my baby
because she's angry

that I won't let
her annoying sister
move in with us.

Now it all makes sense.

I'm giving you back
your 100 bucks.

You're gonna sign
back over the title.

Not gonna happen.

Give me my car
back or I will make
your life a living hell.

Whoa. No, no, no.

We do not
threaten my friend.

Your wife was
listed on the title,

so she had the
legal right to sell it.

Listen to me, young lady...

Thank you
for calling me young.

But have you noticed
you're in a law firm?

So if you don't scram,
I will see you in court,

where you will face
charges of trespass,

stalking, and intimidation.

This isn't over.

You were amazing.

How can I pay you back?

Let me have
sex in the back
seat of your car.

Sorry. I'm not
insured for that.

Your Honor,
the Garveys have complied

with all of California's
requirements to adopt Ryan.

We just need your approval

in order for him
to start his new life.

Unfortunately,
the State is not ready
to sign off, Your Honor.

Here we go. The home study is incomplete.

Child Services
can't approve an adoption

until a licensed caseworker

does an inspection
of the Garvey home.

I vetted the Garveys
myself, Your Honor.

Richard Garvey
is a pediatrician

and was named
"doctor of the year"
at Encino Medical Center.

His wife is a teacher,
and their two
beautiful children

cannot wait to have
a new older brother.

How long till a caseworker
can issue a new report?

Well,
with the budget crisis,
I don't know.

My guess, three months.

I can't overrule
their procedures.

I'm sorry, but... No.

No, Your Honor.
I can't accept this.

Ms. Kaswell,
are you crying?

Ryan has just
found his family,

and the State keeps
creating roadblocks.

I understand, but...

As a new mother
how can they not feel
passionately for this child,

and how can
the AAG look into
this little boy's eyes

and not see
a child desperate
for love and attention?

You know what?
I agree.

I'm tired of the red tape.

I'm ordering
the AG's office

to send Ryan
a new birth certificate

by the end of
business tomorrow.

But, Your Honor, I...Just do it.

As for the home study,
I can't waive
the requirements,

but I can permit Ryan
to live with the Garveys
in the meantime.

When the report is complete,
send a copy to my clerk.

Um, Your Honor,
when do you expect
the order to be filed?

By tomorrow afternoon.

At that point,
Ryan can move in
with his new family.

Are you okay?

I mean, do you
need some water?

Of course I'm fine.

I may be lactating,
but I still know how
to play a judge.

Wow.

When the cardiologist
diagnosed my wife,

she quit her job to
reduce her level of stress.

And we decided
to plant a garden.

Since your wife passed,
where have you slept?

Every night,
in a hammock
in the backyard.

The garden is where
I feel closest to her.

The lilac reminds me
of her perfume.

The statute
prohibiting home burials

isn't meant to
just protect against
ground contamination.

It's also meant to
protect property values.

So what would
happen to your
neighbors' home value

if their second story
overlooked a gravesite?

Uh... Objection.

Speculation.
Mr. Coyle is not
a real-estate agent.

Overruled. The witness
will answer the question.

Their home value
could go down, I guess.

I'm not sure.

What would happen
to the value of your
neighbors' home

if you erected
a 20-foot statue
of Santa Claus?

Again, the value
would go down.

Yet giant Santa Claus
are perfectly legal.

Who will take care
of the gravesite

if you sell your home
or when you pass away?

I don't plan on
selling the house.

And when I die,

I want to be buried
next to my wife
in the garden.

Sounds like you
want to turn your
backyard into a cemetery.

Are you aware that
cemeteries require permits

to ensure the proper
care of dead bodies?

My wife wants to be
buried in the backyard,

and that is all
that matters to me.

I will do whatever it takes
to make sure that happens.

Mr. Coyle,
with all due respect,

your wife has now
been dead for five days.

Do you really think
her dead body cares
where she's buried?

Objection.You're talking
about my wife.

Judge, she said "objection."The objection is sustained.

Your Honor,
Mr. Coyle contends

that his wife wants to be
buried in the backyard.

He speaks of her
in the present tense.

We contend that
a dead body has no
standing in this courtroom.

I'd like to answer
the question.

She wanted to be
buried in the backyard.

She wanted to be with me.

I'm just...
I'm just trying to
honor her wishes.

Why can't you
understand that?

Are you really taking me
to the Garveys?

Yep. I spoke
to your new mom.

She's making you
barbecue chicken for dinner.

We just need the
judge's order, and then
we can head out.

Excuse me, Ms. Kaswell.

I want you
to know that this
is nothing personal.

Truth is, I'd like
to see you adopted
by the Garveys.

What are you
talking about?

The Sioux Nation
saw Ryan's video.

Okay.

Why do I care
about the Sioux?

Because Ryan's biological
mother is 10% Sioux,

meaning the
Indian Child Welfare act
controls his adoption.

I'm Sioux?

5%.

Which gives
the tribe rights to
his future placement.

The adoption is closed.

The judge got
a call from the
US Attorney's office.

They represent the Sioux.

Well, he's not gonna
sign off on the order

because the ICWA controls.

What does this mean?

It means that
you're gonna be placed
in a group home

on Sioux property
in South Dakota.

No.

No way.

I'm going to my
new home today!

Hold on. Ryan's
biological mother terminated
her parental rights.

Shouldn't that terminate
the Sioux claim?

Under the Baby Veronica
supreme court decision 2013,

a mother can
terminate her own rights

but not the
rights of the tribe.

Well, then I'm gonna fight
the US. Attorney's office.

I wish you luck.

Ryan, I'm sorry.

For what it's worth,
I've got his new
birth certificate.

A representative of
the tribe will come by

and pick him up tomorrow.

What is wrong
with the universe?

Ryan finally finds
a loving family,
then all of a sudden,

a bunch of strangers want
to take him to South Dakota?

Well, for years,
Native American orphans
were taken from the tribe

and given
to non-native families.

The law is there
to help them preserve
their identity as a tribe.

Yes, I understand,
but Ryan's mother
was only 10% Sioux,

and his father had
no Native-American blood.

What else can you
tell me about his father?

Why do you ask?

A first-degree
relation to the father

would trump
the tribe's rights.

If you want Ryan
to go with the Garveys,

you need to find
a first-degree relative

that will consent
to that adoption.

Since his father
died in the war,

the Veteran Affairs Office
might have that information.

You need to get
their consent before
the Sioux representative

shows up at the
group home tomorrow.

Morning, sparky.
You're late.

I know.
Sorry.

Yesterday, after work,

I noticed a door
ding on my car.

The mechanic wants
1,000 bucks to buff it out,
which I can't afford.

And since I can't risk
another ding,

I parked on the outer lot,
put orange cones
on either side,

and it took me
a half-hour to
walk to work.

Paul, you have
to get rid of that car.

I'd sooner part
with my right bicep.

Besides,
I'm gonna need the car

to drive me
to the other jobs
I'm gonna have to take

in order to pay for
the gas and insurance.

I just got a call from
the US Attorney's office.

Tribal representative
went by Ryan's group home,
and he wasn't there.

Really?
Did they look
under his bed?

Kim, if you have him,
that's kidnapping.

How dare you
level such an
outrageous accusation?

You can go to jail.

I was trying to
buy us some time.

I just got off the phone
with Tessa Hillman,

Ryan's paternal aunt.

That's a first-degree
relative.

Mmm-hmm.
She'll be here
in 20 minutes.

Jane. Hi.

Thank you
for coming over.

Please, take a seat.

Is everything okay?

Oh, yeah, yeah.

I, uh... I just
wanted to talk to you

about what happened
on the stand.

The city attorney
was combative.

I agree.

Uh, but I just
have to ask

if part of the reason
you broke down

is because,
on some level

you know he's right?

Rachel is... Is gone,

and, perhaps,
where she's gonna be buried

has more to do
with you than her.

You don't have
to answer that.

I appreciate your concern,

but I will continue to
honor Rachel's dying wish.

If you're trying to
get me to change my mind,

you can forget it.

How dare you
call our client into
your office without me?

We talked about this.

And you forbid me.

Yes, I did.

Who are you mad at
right now, Jane or Deb?

What?

Are you mad at Jane,
who's a partner here,

for calling in
a client without an
associate's permission,

or are you mad at Deb,

someone who
looked to you to make
all the smart decisions?

In which case,
I can see why
you'd be upset

because Deb
never challenged you.

Deb also never
went to law school,

yet here she is
calling the shots.

I'm trying to
help a grieving man
move on with his life.

There's nothing
wrong with that.

We are not here
to be his shrink

or to advise him
on how to grieve.

Have you ever considered
that Seth might want
to date again one day?

And is his
future girlfriend
really gonna want

his wife's dead body
buried in the backyard?

It is not healthy.

Jane, you know
I keep a photo of Deb
in my office, right?

Yes.Even when I was
dating other women,

I never took it down.

I'm sure
it wasn't healthy,

but if anyone told me
to put it away,

I'd have told them
to go to hell.

I'm sorry
to let you down,

but my brother
is definitely not
this boy's father.

Nice try.
His name is listed on
Ryan's birth certificate.

Look, we're not
after child support

if that's what
you're worried about.

He wasn't in the country
when Ryan was conceived.

He was stationed
in Germany for two years.

Are you sure? Yes.

Look, I recognize
the boy's mother's name.

Cindy Hatcher lived in
our apartment complex.

She was close
with my brother,
but he's not the father.

If you don't believe me,
check with the
Veterans' Board.

Tessa, any chance
you may remember

who Cindy was dating
when she got pregnant?

Um, pretty sure it was
a guy named Eddie Davis.

My mom knows his mom.

I can probably get you
his contact info,
if that would help.

Yeah, it would, actually.
Thank you.

That is a gorgeous photo.

And no one should ever
tell you to take it down.

I don't plan to.

Uh, Grayson,
I shouldn't have

spoken to our client
without consulting you.

You are lead council,
and I'm sorry.

You know, you were right
about the way I see you.

When we're together,
sometimes I see Deb,

and I turn into
the guy I was then.

Other times, I see Jane,

the brilliant lawyer
I developed feelings for.

It's messing with my head.

Yeah, we have
a lot to figure out.

But, lucky for us,
we're not in a rush.

That's true. Mmm.

But the woman I loved
died suddenly in a car crash,

and if I learned
anything from that,

it's that we need to
make every minute count.

Agreed.

How do we do that,
make every minute count?

God only knows.

Wait. Say that again?

"God only knows"? Yeah.

Yeah, "God only knows."

I know that look.

We're back on
the case, aren't we?

I think I know
how Seth can win.

God? No, religion.

I'm gonna go
look into something.

Can we finish this
conversation later?

Sure.

Hey.
What are you doing?

Paul, I asked Howard
to come here

so that you could give him
the keys to the Rolls.

Why would I do that?
That car's changed my life.

You're not sleeping.
You're not working.

You're not eating.
You're not working.

You're obsessed, Paul.
Hand over the keys
or find another job.

I can't go back
to riding that bus.

Please, give me
more credit than that.

Howard?

Oh.

That bike is incredible.

It doesn't need gas,

you don't need insurance,
and you can park it anywhere.

Ah!

Sign over the title
and Howard will give
you the bike.

Thank you.

For the first
time in 48 hours,
I feel like I can exhale.

Let it all out.

And now go
get the car keys.

Let me get this
straight, Ms. Bingum.

Your client is starting
his own church at his home?

That's right.

The Church
of Everlasting Love,

dedicated to the memory
of Rachel Coyle, his wife.

And, under city law,
as a church,

he has a right
to set aside land
as a cemetery.

His home is located
in a residential zone.
It cannot be a church.

When a religious institution
is first formed,

they are permitted
to congregate
in a private home.

There's precedent
for the cemetery,

and we filed the
paperwork this morning.

We are not contending
that the church

subscribes to any
particular religious sect.

Rather, the church will be
a place of contemplation.

And it will
include a small plot
for church members

and recently
deceased relatives
of church members.

Clever, Ms. Bingum,
but under the law,

a church requires a pastor
and congregants.

Other than your client,
I don't see any.

Actually,
my client is the pastor,

and as far as
congregants go, um...

Pastor Coyle,

I'd like to
become the first
to join your church.

Yeah, I'd like to
join your church, too.

They're making
a mockery of the law.

I tend to agree.

May I speak,
Your Honor?

Of course, pastor.

Doug, Briana.

I loved your daughter
more than words can express.

The church and the garden
will be a tribute to her,

a sanctuary in the city where
friends and family can visit

and mourn the loss of
the most beautiful woman
that I've ever known.

Her dying wish
is my living vow.

As pastor,

I will keep
her memory alive.

I know I'm asking a lot.

But would you
consider joining me

in honoring your daughter?

Yes, I will.
Of course I will.

And my husband
will join, as well.

The city attorney
is instructed to

recognize The Church
of Everlasting Love,

where Ms. Coyle
shall be interred.

So, you're saying
this is my son?

We believe so.

You were dating
Cindy Hatcher in
May of 2002?

Yes.

Well, the blood type
is consistent,

and, accordingly,
we'll order a DNA test.

That's not necessary.

What do you mean?

I broke up with Cindy.

Two weeks later,
she called and said
that she was pregnant.

I didn't believe her.

Never heard from her again.

Sir, we just
need you to sign
an affidavit of paternity

and then sign off
on the adoption

so Ryan can go
to his new family

instead of living
in a group home.

Sure, that...
That's not a problem.

Is that him?

Yes.

But I haven't told
Ryan about you yet.

If... If you can just
sign the document,

then we'll be
on our way.

I'd, um...

I'd like to
meet him first.

Ms. Kaswell.

Ryan, I'd like to
introduce you to someone.

Are you taking me away?

What?No.

No, Ryan, this man
isn't from the government.

Ryan, I'm...

I'm not really sure
how to say this, but, um...

I'm your father.

My father's dead.

Sweetie,
there was a mistake
on your birth certificate.

This is for real.

I asked him
to come here because,

if he signs
a release form,

then the Garveys
can officially adopt you,

and you won't have
to move to South Dakota.

Ms. Kaswell said
the Garveys are
terrific people.

They have a beach house.

You'll have a brother
and a sister.

Yeah,
they're really great.

Well, I guess I'll go
sign that paper now.

That's it?

You sign the paper,
and you just go away?

It's what
I asked him to do.

It's what you want, right?

Yeah.

Nice to meet you.

I live in
a small apartment.

I like apartments.

I don't know
much about kids.

I don't know much
about parents.

I work security at
the mall during the day.

I'm in school
during the day.

I'm in seventh grade.

Can you be home at night?
I shouldn't be alone.

Yeah, I think
I can do that.

Ms. Kaswell, I'm sorry,
but I don't think

I'm gonna be able
to sign that document.

I'm glad to hear it.

Beautiful night.

It sure is.

You were
magnificent in court.

Well, I was just
doing my job.

You know, Grayson,
what you said

about Deb before

not having a law degree...

You're right.
I did know more about
color palettes than politics.

You know, briefs were
just another word
for underwear.

But all of that's changed.

Whether you want
to believe it or not...

I respected you as Deb,
and I respect you as Jane,

just in different ways.

I know.

Before, in my office,
when I said

I wanted to figure out
a way to make
every moment count...

Mmm-hmm?

I figured out a way.

Okay.

Are you gonna
share it with me?

Yeah.

♪ 'Cause I hope we will
never have to take back

♪ What we said in the night

♪ I hope that I will always
have all eyes on you ♪