Drop Dead Diva (2009–2014): Season 6, Episode 3 - First Date - full transcript

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.

[ Screams ]

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!
[ Laughs ]

Now, I sure hope I was right.

♪ LA, LA, LA, LA-LA-LA-LA

Drop Dead Diva 6x03 - First Date
Original air date March 30, 2014

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.

[ Sighs ]
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
quinceañera instead of a date.

I will cancel the piñata.

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.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

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?

Mm-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.

[ Elevator bell dings ]

[ Clears throat ]

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-middle-class people

the opportunity
to purchase luxury condos.

I've lived in the Adalon since I was 8.

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. [ Laughs ]
Hi. I'm Jane Bingum.

Hi. Belinda works for my firm.

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

- Mm. 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.
[ Clicks tongue ]

Okay.

[ Indistinct shouting ]

Excuse me. Excuse me.

Lead counsel coming through.

Liam.
[ Laughs ]

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?

[ Laughs ]

So, tell me what happened.

Was it just a crazy afterparty?
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.

[ Laughs ]
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.

[ Laughs ]
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 O.D.'d in Berlin.

It was really tragic.

- We have a deal.
- Ah!

[ Laughs ]
You rock!

Whoo.
[ Laughs ]

Ah. Whoo!
[ Laughs ]

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 super-hot 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.

[ Keys clacking ]

[ Indistinct shouting ]

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!
[ Spectators gasp ]

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 versus 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.
[ Laughs ]

- 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.
[ Chuckles ]

[ Hums ]

Stace, he said yes!
[ Laughs ]

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?

[ Chuckles ]
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?

Mm. 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.
[ Spectators murmur ]

You already replaced me?!

Order!
[ Gavel bangs ]

I'll review the paperwork,

but it appears Liam Matthews'
termination is valid.

[ Spectators murmur ]

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 we should... holy!

Whoa.

Mr. Kent, is desecrating my courtroom

your way of making a point?

No, Your Honor.

I... 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...

[ Doorbell rings ]
Whoo! He's here!

Okay, lipstick check.

- You're good to go.
- [ Laughs ] 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.

[ Cellphone rings ]
Oh, excuse me.

[ Clears throat ]

[ Gasps ] It's Grayson!
[ Squeals ]

Hello.

What?

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

Um, Grayson's in jail.

[ Laughs ]
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.

[ Door closes ]

[ Giggles ]

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.

[ Chuckling ] 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.

[ Laughs ]
[ Laughs ]

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.

[ Laughs ]
[ Laughs ]

[ Door opens ]

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.

[ Door closes ]

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.

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

[ Sighs ]

- Thanks.
- Mm-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?

[ Laughs ]
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... bro-lationship.

[ Laughs ]
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 lock-up
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.
[ Laughs ]

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.

[ Gavel bangs ]

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?
- Mm.

Pooling money shows
a financial partnership,

not a relationship as defined
in Marvin v. Marvin.

I'm shutting you down, Ms. 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, Ms. 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.

[ Guitar strums ]

♪ 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.

Mm.

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.

Y... y... you don't have to ex-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.

[ Elevator bell dings ]

[ Telephone rings ]

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!

[ Whistles shrilly ]

Get back to work.

What is going on?

Jane ordered
a to... 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.

[ Sighs ]

[ Inhales ]

[ High-pitched voice ]
What are you doing home?

[ Laughs ]
Oh.

I just needed to get out of the office.

[ Normal voice ]
Eww.

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.

Oh. It's like in high school,

when we backed Abby Johnson
for homecoming queen

- over Mindy Lake.
- Mm-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. [ Laughs ]

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, F.Y.I.
- 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.
[ Laughs ]

Are you calling David Starky?
[ Laughs ]

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.

[ Inhales ]

[ High-pitched voice ]
I want Kim back.

[ Laughs ]
[ Laughs ]

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

[ Chuckles ]
Why?

Well, I just wanted to see

how you were enjoying
your maternity leave.

- Aww.
- Yeah, it must be nice

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

Mm-hmm. You know what? It is.

I never imagined I would enjoy
motherhood this much.

I may never come back
to Harrison & Parker.

Oh!
[ Chuckles ]

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.

[ Chuckles ]
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?
[ Chuckles ]

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.

I... it is like Owen said,

like this firm is...
is like a family now.

[ Chuckles ]
[ Cellphone rings ]

Oh! Just one second.

Hey, Teri, can this wait?

I'm telling Kim about Belinda the great.

Mm.

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... 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?

[ Chuckles ]
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.

[ Sighs ]

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... 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.

[ Chuckles ]
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.

[ Sighs ]
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.

[ Spectators murmuring ]

The Black Pedals
don't exist without him.

I couldn't agree more. Case dismissed.

[ Gavel bangs ]

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.

[ Light laughter ]

Thanks for everything.

Oh. You're welcome.
[ Chuckles ]

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.

[ Telephone rings ]

[ Horn honks ]

[ Paper tears ]

No way.
[ Chuckles ]

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.
[ Chuckling ] 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 & Parker band
back together.

[ Chuckles ]
Listen, I... 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 & Parker...

or for me.

Well, then... dingdong,
the witch is dead.

[ Chuckles ]
[ Chuckling ] Good night.

[ Chuckling ]
Good night.

Oh, my God.
[ Chuckles ]

Using ice cream instead of soy milk

and chocolate sauce instead of kale

makes my smoothies
taste so much better. [ Laughs ]

Yeah, that's called a milkshake.

[ Laughs ] 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.

Mm.

[ Telephone rings ]

[ Clears throat ]
You got Stacy.

[ Sniffs ]
Hold on.

It's Grayson.
[ Chuckles ]

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.

[ Chuckles ]
It's fine. It's cute.

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

...good night, Jane.

Good night, Grayson.

[ Beeps ]

[ Giggles ]