"Let me get this straight." "You died, went to heaven, pressed a button, and they turned you into a size 16?" "Pretty much." "That is so unfair." "Previously on Drop Dead Diva..." " Hey." " Hey." "I'm Jane now." "He loved Deb." "Do you believe that love conquers all?" "I want to." "Let him fall in love with you." "You know, you're pretty amazing, Jane." "Any chance I had with Grayson is gone." "But you know those office romances never work out, right?" "No, no, no, no." "Yes, yes, yes." "Really?" "Tell me everything." "I've got a lunch with a judge in his chambers." "Mm!" "Deb is gone, and you must move on." "I hear you are the one who sent Deb back into my body." "Will you marry me?" "Parker, I'm pregnant." "I know." "You're the father." "Would I swap this life for my old life?" "You're the only one who can make me feel the way Deb did." "Owen!" "And if you think you know what's coming next..." "No!" "No!" "You don't know diva." "The divalicious season premiere of Drop Dead Diva starts now." "Drop Dead Diva 5x01" " Back from the Dead Original air date June 23, 2013" "Excuse me!" "Excuse me!" "I'm trying to find my fiancé, Owen French." "French, as in the language or the toast." "The paramedics said they brought him here." "I'm sorry, but..." "He's dead?" "!" "No, ma'am." "But I can't tell you where he is." "You know what?" "You listen here, little miss..." "Nurse Garcia," "I realize that I'm just his fiancée and not technically his wife and, therefore, not his legal healthcare proxy." "But I am a very smart lawyer." " Some would say brilliant." " Mm-hmm." "And if you do not tell me where he is, I swear to God," "I will find a way to sue you and this hospital." "Are you done?" "Yeah." "I can't tell you where he is because Mr. French... as in the fries... checked himself out." " What?" " Mm-hmm." "Against doctor's orders, he took off." "Now, if you ever come in here threatening me again or this hospital..." "Okay." "I apologize." "I'm sorry." "See, my corset's really, really tight, and I can barely breathe." "We've got to find him." " He's not here." " Damn it." "Owen always goes to his chambers when he's stressed." "Maybe he went to his apartment." "No, he gave it up." "He was putting his stuff in storage until we got back from the honeymoon." "Try calling him again." "Sweetie, he doesn't want to talk to me." "He's not taking my calls." "Jane, what the hell is going on?" "Okay." "Um, you know how Owen... passed out?" "Yeah." "Well, that was after he walked in on me and Grayson... kissing." "Oh, my..." "Grayson." "See, Grayson came in to see what was taking me so long." "And, you know, we just started talking, and... and he told me that he loved me." "And then... and then we... we kissed." "And I didn't mean for it to happen, you know?" "But it's Grayson." "I opened my eyes, and... and..." "and Owen is there, and... and I swear I felt his heart break." "I've got to find him, and I have got to beg him to take me back." "Uh, what about Grayson?" "I made a commitment to Owen." "I love Owen." "Right." "I know." "And Matthew loved Lavinia, but he still ended up with Lady Mary." "What?" ""Downtown Abbey."" "Lavinia died of the Spanish flu, and Matthew died at the end of season 3." "Owen is very much alive, and I need to make things right with him." "Ladies." "Teri, how did you find us?" "We've been texting." "What's going on?" "Well, let's see." "I dismissed all your wedding guests." "I put your mother in a cab." "I paid the band." "I got the drummer's phone number." "I boxed up all the catered food and had it sent to a homeless shelter, except for the wedding cake." "That's now at my apartment." "Raspberry-glazed amaretto..." "I couldn't just let it go, so don't judge." "Thank you." "But now I need you to come back to the office with me." "Teri, it is my wedding day, so why in the world would I go to the office?" "Because my mother's best friend's cousin really needs your help." "Okay, well, I'm really sorry to hear about your mother's best friend's cousin, but I'm kind of going through something right now." "Jane, sometimes, it's not all about you." "This is a matter of life and death." "Just take the meeting, and if you don't want to help him, I will leave you alone." "But first, go home and change." "Kim." "Hey." " Hi!" " Wow." "Did I take you from something?" "Oh, nothing important." "Listen, I got your voicemail and e-mail and text." "You want to tell me what's going on?" "What I'm gonna say..." "God, it's so embarrassing." "Wendy, you can tell me anything." "Hey, you've been my friend since high school." "You're the only one who knows that my prom date was my first cousin." "Right." "He was kind of hot." "Yeah, I know." "I tried to make out with him." "Honestly, whatever it is, I'm here for you." "Okay." "Mnh-mnh." "It's this site that displays naked photos of women, e-mailed to the website by angry ex-boyfriends." "So, posting the photos are their form of revenge for being dumped?" "That's the idea." " Ew." " I know." "So, last year, I started dating this guy, Alex Gray, and a few months in, he goes out of town, asks me to take a few photos of myself and text them to him because he missed me." "Why do we do these things?" "So, last month, we broke up, and this morning, I get a call from a co-worker, telling me to check out the website." "And that's when I saw my full-frontal photos." "Well, have you asked Alex to take them down?" "He's ignoring my calls." "Yeah?" "Well, he won't be able to ignore me." "Your son is adorable." "Is this a custody dispute?" "Uh, no, Ms. Bingum." "My wife passed away a few years ago." " Oh." " Michael is sick." "He was diagnosed with cutaneous t-cell lymphoma last December." "I'm sorry." "Usually, it's treated with chemotherapy drugs, and they work in about 50% of the patients, but they didn't help Michael." "Now, fortunately, Whiting Pharmaceuticals developed a process called photopheresis, which radiates the white blood cells with U.V. light." "And does that work?" "Oh, it's like a miracle." "Uh, Michael was part of their trial program, and as long as he received treatment once a week, he was symptom-free." "But last month, Whiting abruptly ended the trial... no explanation." "And now my son is in the hospital, and if he does not resume treatment, he will die." "Mr. Jacobs, you probably don't want to hear this, but..." "Yeah, the pharmaceutical company can terminate the trial at any time for any reason." "Yes." "I've been to other lawyers." "No one will take my case." "Please... please help my son." "Teri, call judge Sanders, ask her to meet me for martinis at 42 degrees in an hour." "Jane Bingum, a boy's life is in your hands, and you're going for cocktails?" "Teri, I need a judge to sign an ex parte application for a temporary restraining order to block" "Whiting Pharmaceuticals from terminating the trial program, and judge Sanders never turns down a happy hour." " I'm on it." " Thank you." " Jane." " Luke." "Well, I have some bad news for you." "Yeah, I destroyed my wedding, and my fiancé is missing." "I'm up to speed." "Jane pressed the return button." "What?" "What are you talking about?" "Old Jane has been watching you from up there, and she hasn't been happy." "So, wait." "Old Jane... the real Jane... is... is down here?" "That's not all." "What else could there possibly be?" "There's a chance... her soul went into Owen's body, and that's why he disappeared." "So old Jane's soul went into Owen's body." "Are you kidding me?" "Nothing's confirmed." "But Owen passed out..." "maybe flatlined... around the same time Jane pressed the return button, and now we can't seem to locate her soul or his body." "Luke, how could this have happened?" "She figured out what you did and did the same thing." "It's like lightning hitting the same place twice." "Oh, and just a heads-up... she is pretty pissed off at you for screwing up her life." "Wh... ha ha!" "Okay." "All right." "Slow down." "See, because when I was put into this body, she was still wearing granny panties and collecting cat art." "She bought drugstore makeup, and... and a wild night out was online scrabble." "Hey, I'm just the messenger, okay?" "Now, my guess is she'll probably go to places most comfortable to her." "Okay, okay." "All right." "Did you check her old condo?" "It's now a Jiffy Lube." "Wait a minute." "If old Jane's soul is in Owen's body, then that means that Owen... is dead?" "If her soul is in his body, then... he's gone." "Oh, my God." "I'm sorry." "How can this be happening?" "I'm still trying to get confirmation." "Yeah." "Okay, okay." "Okay." "Um..." "Okay, I have to, um, pull myself together and go have drinks with judge Sanders." "Oh, but if you hear anything from Owen..." "I'll let you know." "Thanks." "I'm sympathetic, Jane." "I really am." "But the supreme court has declared there's no fundamental right to healthcare." "Your client is out of luck." "No, no." "I'm not gonna argue fundamental rights." "No, I'm gonna argue something else." "Okay." "What?" "Well, judge, I mean, I don't want to..." "I don't want to ruin the surprise." "I heard you stood up Owen at the altar." "I'm..." "I'm sorry." "Have you talked to him?" "Have you seen him?" "No." "Is it true he came looking for you and passed out?" "I don't really want to talk about that." "Um, I do, however, want to save this boy's life, so can you please help me?" "I can't issue the order." "I don't think you'll prevail on the merits." "Judge, please..." "But I will grant an emergency hearing for a preliminary injunction." "Thank you." "My courtroom, tomorrow, 10:00 A.M." "Come prepared with a real argument." "Yes, I will." "Thank you so much." "Mmm!" "Are you sure I can't interest you in an anti-bloating kale smoothie?" "I drank them to fit into my bridesmaid's dress, and now my stomach is flatter than Gwyneth Paltrow's." " I'm fine." " Oh." "When do you think Jane will get home?" "I tried calling her, but she's not picking up." "Did Jane mention to you what happened... with us?" "What exactly are you referring to?" "You know." "Or maybe you don't." "Why don't you tell me what you think I know, and I'll tell you if I know what you think I do." "I shouldn't have said anything." "Grayson." "I'll be in my bedroom..." "with my smoothie." "Hey, I'm sorry for my timing, but everything I said at the wedding is true." "Yeah." "Um..." "We both need to pretend that what happened never happened." "I can't do that." "Grayson, if you really do care about me, you'll just never mention it again." "I kissed you." "You kissed me back." "I know." "But when I look at you now, all it does is make me feel horrible for hurting Owen, the man I was about to marry." "So you don't have feelings for me?" "Whether or not I do, it just..." "it just doesn't matter." "That's not an answer." "It's... it's all I can give you." "Jane, when I kissed you, honestly, I haven't felt that way since..." " Don't... don't say it." " Jane, listen..." "Please stop." "Do you know that Owen could be dead because of me?" "What?" "Stacy said he checked himself out of the hospital." "Oh, right." "Yes." "No, I didn't mean literally dead." "I meant..." "I meant he could be dead on the inside." "Look, I'm clearly just not even thinking straight." "Um... can you leave... please?" "Stacy?" "Stace, have you seen my black skirt with the blue stitching?" "Is this what you're looking for?" " Oh, God." " Good morning." "I didn't mean to startle you." "No, I'm so glad that you're here." "First, let me start with the most heartfelt apology, Owen." "I'm not Owen." "Oh, no." "That's right." "It's me..." "Jane... the real Jane." "And we have a lot to talk about, Deb." "Okay, look, I..." "I know that you're angry with me for what I did with your life, but I did not choose this." "I am doing the best I can." " Really?" " Really." "So, kissing Grayson at your wedding to Owen... that's the best you could do?" "Well, that was a huge mistake." "You know what?" "Let me just make you a cup of coffee or maybe some tea." "And, um, I have bagels and two kinds of cream cheese." "And you and I will just get to know each other." "You're wearing my aunt Faye's tennis bracelet." "Oh, yes." "No." "Um, yes." "I..." "I'm sorry." "She passed away last year, and... and she left it to me... you." "She left it to you, so I'm just gonna give that to you." "I don't want the bracelet." "I want to destroy your life the way that you destroyed mine." "Yeah, sure." "I admit I posted Wendy's photos to the website." "So what?" "Do you have the ability to delete them?" "I do." "But I won't." "Alex, I'm up for a promotion in a few months." "These pictures could seriously..." "Ms. Burke, you sent the photos to my client." "He can do whatever he wants with them." "Delete the photos, or we'll be filing a suit for intentional infliction of emotional distress." "You know what?" "I should sue her for emotional distress." "After all, she dumped me, and I was emotionally distressed for days." "I broke up with you because I wanted to be monogamous, and you said you didn't believe in monogamy unless it was with multiple people." "Tell you what..." "I'll delete them... for $5,000." "I'm not giving you a penny." "Ms. Kaswell, we know you won't prevail on intentional infliction, so we're calling your bluff." "Come on, Alex." "We're done here." "All rise for the honorable judge Sanders." "Jane." "Any Owen updates?" "I've looked everywhere." "I even called his sister." "No one's seen him." "Thank you." "Everyone be seated, except Ms. Bingum." "You're up." "Your Honor, Whiting Pharmaceuticals breached a contract with my client's son by discontinuing their photopheresis trial program." "The only just remedy is to force them to resume treatment." "Objection." "Counselor misstates the facts." "There was no contract." "The treatment was free." "Whiting Pharmaceuticals was obviously enriched by Michael Jacobs' participation in the trial program or they wouldn't have offered it for free." "And we terminated the trial when it was no longer in our best business interest to continue it." "I have courtesy copies of a motion to dismiss their action in its entirety." "Hey, excuse me." "There is no legal basis for this action." "I agree." "Unless you have something else." "Yes." "Yes, I..." "I do, Your Honor." "Um, I would like to call Mr. Jacobs to the stand." "She's wasting the court's time, Your Honor." "This man could lose his son." "The least we could do is hear him out." "Mr. Jacobs, come on up." "Please tell the court... where did your son, Michael, receive his weekly treatments?" "Uh, St. Katherine's Hospital, once a week, in their cancer unit." "And I realize the treatments were free, but did you ever spend money at the hospital?" "For example, I know when I go to the hospital to visit a friend or a client, I always go to the gift shop." "And I know, I know." "They charge a lot, but we're paying for convenience, and they have the cutest stuffed animals." "Objection." "Relevance." "Oh, it's relevant." "Overruled." "I'm curious where this is going." "Sure, I've spent money at the gift shop." "Uh, I also paid for parking." "I, uh, bought lunch in their cafeteria." "My client's expenditures for parking, gifts, and food would not have been made but for the pharmaceutical trials." "Regardless, none of these expenses enriched my client." "In this case, the hospital serves as a proxy for your client." "That's ridiculous." "I agree." "Your Honor, an 8-year-old boy will die if you don't step in." "Ms. Bingum, please approach the bench now!" "Are you okay?" "I'm totally fine." "No, I'm just worried about my client." "You should be, too." "There's a rumor going around that you've been searching for Owen." "Your assistant even called my clerk, asking if we've seen him." "Oh." "Um... have you?" "No." "I'm sorry, Jane." "I know you're going through something, but your... your half-baked legal arguments won't work." "[ Whining Your Honor, please." "Stop whining and take a deep breath." "I'm waiting." "Now exhale." "Now go back to your seat." "Go." "Ms. Bingum, you have 24 hours to respond to the defendant's motion." "Should you fail to do so, I will rule summarily on the pleadings." "Jane." "That was a disaster." "I'm so sorry." "No time for a pity party." "Do you recognize that man over there?" "Good hair, custom suit, nice package... and by package, I mean briefcase." "Should I?" "Walter Clark." "One of the richest men in America, entrepreneur of the year, "Forbes Magazine," 2008." "He lives in New York with his third wife, Bethany." " Ooh." " Exactly." "What's he doing at this trial?" "Do me a favor and find out." "Oh, sorry." "I see you're, uh, buried in your work there." "What is this?" "Oh, a swan, a frog, and a, uh, crane with a glandular condition?" "It's a turkey." "Oh." "Origami usually calms me down." "It's not working." "You want to talk about it?" " Not really." " Okay." "You want to listen to me talk?" "Do I have a choice?" "Uh..." "I'm pregnant." "Whoa." "Congratulations." "This is a good thing, right?" "At first, I wasn't sure, but, um... yeah, it's a good thing." "Well, who else knows?" "Well, I told Parker about it." "Let me guess... he's not happy one of his partners is going to be taking maternity leave." "Yeah." "But, um, I think he is excited he's going to be a father again." "Oh." "Well, I didn't know." "So, where is the father-to-be?" "I haven't seen him all day." "Oh, well, his son is the lead in his school play, so he took off this morning to spend a few days with him in Toronto." "Jay Parker stepping up." "Yes, he is." "So, what about you two?" "Back together." "It feels right this time." "You're almost out of origami paper, so you want to tell me what's going on with you?" "You're changing the subject." "And you're going after the wrong defendant." "What are you talking about?" "I had a client once, a shy, conservative type, worked at an accounting firm." "One day, she gets an e-mail from her boss saying" "Friday is pajama day at the office... mandatory." "So on Friday, she wears her PJs, only it was a practical joke." "The entire office had a huge laugh at her expense." "Well, PJs are a little bit different than your birthday suit." "Well, maybe so, but her boss knew she'd be humiliated." " So, what?" "You sued the boss?" " No." "We sued the accounting firm and won." "The firm knowingly provided the forum which caused your client's humiliation." "Very nice." "Thank you, Grayson." "Anytime." "Oh, congrats again... mom." "Jane." "Any news on Owen?" "Sorry." "Still nothing." "But I did find out why Walter Clark is so interested in your case." "Talk to me." "Whiting is being purchased by Hambridge Drugs, the company that owns the chemotherapy protocol that didn't work on Michael, and Walter Clark is the single largest shareholder of Hambridge stock." "Go on." "That chemotherapy protocol is a big business with huge profit margins." "And if the photopheresis trials are successful, then that could become the standard of care, and the chemo protocol would be worthless." "You bet." "So Hambridge is only buying this company to halt the trials." "That's disgusting." "So what now?" "Get me everything you can find on Hambridge... annual reports, board-of-director minutes, articles, whatever you can find." "Jane." "Oh, God." "I hear you've been looking for me." "Owen... before you say anything, what's your favorite food?" "What?" "Why?" "Just answer, please." "Okay, okay." "Uh, pizza." "Ah!" "Wait." "That doesn't prove anything." "Everybody loves pizza." "Um... do you recognize this tennis bracelet?" "What?" "What's your mother's maiden name?" " Fife." " I thought it was Addison." "No, that's her middle name." "Oh, right." "Oh, right!" "Owen... um... please... please just let me start with the most heartfelt apology." "Um, I..." "You are the most amazing... wonderful man that I have ever met." "And I..." "I..." "You should get that." " I, uh... stay, please?" " Okay." "What could you possibly want from me right now?" "Okay, Owen never died." "Jane's soul was never inside of him." "Yeah, I just figured that out." "So, where is old Jane?" "That's the thing." "We don't really know." "You, uh, may want to carry pepper spray." "Oh, my God." "I got to go." " Jane." " What?" "!" "Uh... actually, I'm not here about you." "I'm here about me." "Yeah, of course." "I'm being called back." "Called back?" "I was supposed to keep you and Grayson apart." "Epic failure." "So, uh, you know..." "let's not get all sentimental about it." "I just..." "I wanted to say... goodbye." "And, uh..." "I'm..." "I'm sorry I wasn't a better angel." "A... are you crying?" "I got something in my eye." "For the record, you were a fine angel." "You know, I can..." "I can be a handful." "Mm-hmm." "Big time." "I might even miss you a little bit." "Jane, is everything okay?" "Yes." "I'm so sorry." "Just one more second?" " Okay." " Okay." "Owen..." "I don't know where to begin." "When someone commits themselves 100% to a particular arrangement, and then they're devastated by the behavior of the other party, there has to be consequences." "What consequences?" "I'm just saying that when a party gives up opportunities based on that agreement, the other party can't just walk away scot-free." "No, no, no." "I don't want to walk away." "I want to marry you, and... and I will earn your forgiveness." "No, I'm not talking about us." "Uh, okay, what?" "I looked at your case." "Oh." "When Kevin Jacobs agreed to put his son in the photopheresis trials, he gave up other treatment options." "Oh, my God, you're right." "You're right." "You think I should argue detrimental reliance." " Hmm." " Oh, you are brilliant." "That's why I made judge at 29." "Um..." "Now, in regards to us..." "Owen, I will do anything." "Jane, I loved you so damn much, Jane, so much, but now..." "No. "But now" what?" "I'm angry." "I'm..." "I've never been this angry in my entire life." "And... and... and... and you know what?" "No, I can't..." "I can't have this conversation right now." "No, no, no, no." "Owen, please talk to me." "I don't want to say anything that I'm gonna regret." "My name is Levi Marx." "Would you agree that your website provides a forum through which your users invade women's privacy and cause severe humiliation?" "Objection." "Counselor is testifying." "Sustained." "Get off your soapbox, Ms. Kaswell." "Yes or no?" "Are women humiliated on your website?" "My site provides an outlet for anger that may prevent physical violence." "Now, instead of abusing or potentially beating up an ex-girlfriend, my members send in their photos, and they call it a day." " Are you kidding me?" " Your Honor?" "His defense is that he's doing a public service by posting photos of naked women?" "I don't need a defense." "I haven't done anything wrong." "Okay." "Why not just take down my client's photos and "call it a day"?" "It would set a bad precedent to delete user-generated content." "One last question... did my client consent to having her photos posted?" "All the photos on my site are of adult women who have consented in having their photos taken." "Now, beyond that, I wouldn't know." "Does your website produce pornography?" "Nope." "We simply provide a forum where users can upload their photos." "The first amendment protects my client's right to post these photos, as long as the women are of age." "Given that the plaintiff has not put forth any legal issues, we move to dismiss." "Your Honor..." "Yes, Ms. Kaswell?" "I'm listening." "May I... request more time?" "As much as I detest this website, more time won't change the facts here." "I'm dismissing your case." "I'm so sorry, Wendy." "I'll try and get a loan from my mom." "If I have to pay him $5,000, I will." "Ugh." "But that's just so wrong." "I mean..." "Oh." "Hi." "Maggie Quinn with "The Valley Post."" "I'm doing a story on the revenge photo case." "I'd like to ask you both a few questions." "You just took my picture." "That's right." "This is news." "Yes." "Yes, it is." "And... and it's your right to either publish or not publish our photo." "What's going on, Kim?" "Go ahead and call my office to set up an interview." "Thank you." "I will." "Wendy, don't call your mom for that $5,000 just yet." "I just got your brief, Ms. Bingum." "You'll be arguing detrimental reliance?" "That's correct." "Jane." "Michael just took a turn for the worse." "Kevin's with him in the I.C.U." " The brief has merit." " Yes, it does." "My client gave up other opportunities to get well." "In April, Michael could have received a bone-marrow transplant, but because of the photopheresis trial, he missed that chance." "Bone marrow transplants are risky, and their success is iffy, at best." "Regardless, my client had no way of foreseeing that Mr. Clark... uh, yeah, that man right there... would acquire a stake in Whiting and then discontinue the photopheresis trial in order to protect Hambridge's lucrative chemotherapy protocol." "Whoa!" "Now, even if that were true, it's irrelevant." "May we remind the court" "Mr. Jacobs asked us to include his son in the trials?" "He relied on your promise that you would try and make his son well." "I agree with Ms. Bingum." "There is detrimental reliance here." "Thank you." "But under the doctrine of detrimental reliance, plaintiff can only recover financial damages." "That's true." "Oh, come on." "Your Honor..." "He's right." "Even if I theoretically rule in the plaintiff's favor," "I still can't compel the defendant to treat your client." "No." "Please..." "The court grants the defendant's motion." "We're done here." "Jane." "Jane!" "I'm really, really sorry, Teri." "There's got to be something else we can do." "No, that little boy is gonna die because of one man's greed." "Uh, excuse me." " You're Jane Bingum?" " Yeah." "May I have a moment of your time?" "I... guess." "I'll see you back at the office." "Okay." "How can I help you?" "Uh, actually, I'm here to help you." "I'm Paul, your new guardian angel." "So Jane, you and me, we're gonna be a team." "Like Bert and Ernie or Lady And The Tramp or peanut butter and jelly." " Oh, that's sweet." "Paul?" " Uh-huh." "Yeah, um, listen, I don't need another guardian angel, 'cause I'm kind of over the whole thing." "Right." "I hear you." "And trust me... you know," "I only got this job 'cause no one else wanted it." "Apparently, you're a tricky bit of business to manage." "That's because I don't like to be managed." "Right." "You're headstrong, and you tend not to listen." "But the truth is..." "I don't really care." "I'm sorry." "Did you just say that you don't really care?" "Yeah." "Well, my trip here on earth... you know, I mean, it's a vacation." "And look at me." "You know?" "I mean, humans are gonna be putty in my fingers." "Okay, the expression is putty in your hands." "Yeah, they will be." "Check this out." "You want to touch it?" "Mnh-mnh." "Yeah, humans... you know, they're so superficial." "Up there, we just see muscles as tissue composed of fibers capable of contracting, but down here?" "Pure sex appeal." "And look at these lumps." " Oh, my God." " Nice, huh?" "They're really nice." "Bring it down." "Bring it down." "What's wrong with you?" "Oh, come on." "When you were in Deb's body, all you cared about was your appearance." " Well..." " You know, you spent hours in front of the mirror just curling and uncurling" " your eyelashes." " Uncurling." "Now that you're in Jane's body, maybe your priorities have changed, but you're no better or worse." "Oh, wow." "You're really annoying me." "Hey, right now, my priority is..." "Damn it." "What's my priority again?" "I'm guessing your priority is to find old Jane." "Yes." "That's right." "Thank you." "Thank you." "We know her soul is in a body somewhere here in Los Angeles." "We just can't find her." "And I need your help." "Paul, dear..." "Hey, I like when you call me dear." "You know, it makes me, uh, feel like you care about my well-being." "Do you?" "Not at all." "Dear, I am going to visit my sick client in the hospital, and you're in my way." "Oh, well..." "Yeah, just remember that." "Your Honor, as you know, Ms. Kaswell failed to get Revengephoto to take down the photos." "And this Hail Mary against my client is an abuse of the legal system." "Intentional infliction of emotional distress, really, is a loser." "I agree, which is why I've amended our complaint to include copyright infringement." "We'd like to call Alex Gray to the stand." "And if Your Honor doesn't think we have a case once I've finished with the witness, we'll drop it." "All right, Mr. Gray, you're up." "Did my client give you permission to publish her photos?" "What do you mean, "publish"?" "To distribute to the public, which is what happened when they were displayed on the website." "I didn't need permission." "She gave me the photos." "I could do whatever I wanted with them because they were mine." "Not according to the law, they aren't." "See, if you took the photos, that would be true, like when a reporter takes my photo." "She owns it." "She can publish it." "But Wendy took the photos of herself, and then you published them without her permission, which constitutes copyright infringement." "Objection." "Your Honor, counselor is testifying." "Maybe so, but I hope you're paying attention." "She makes a valid point." "I'm sorry if I was too preachy." "I'll, uh, go sit down." "Mr. Cummings." "I'd like to request a short recess." "Five minutes." "And if your first sentence back isn't "we've taken down the offending photos,"" "I'll assume you don't understand copyright law, and I'll order you to attend" "40 hours of continuing legal education." "Got it?" "Got it." "Mr. Jacobs?" "How is he?" "Uh, doctors say he's got 48 hours if we don't get him the treatment." "We lost in court." "No." "I am so sorry." "I..." "I don't understand how this can happen." "A man named Walter Clark doesn't want photopheresis to become the standard of care because then he could lose money." "Uh... where is Walter now?" "I want to talk to him." "It won't make a difference." "The man is a killer." "My son is gonna die." "Hold on, hold on." "You just gave me an idea." "I did?" "Now, it's... it's a long shot, but..." "Um, um, I'm sorry." "Will you excuse me?" "Well, yeah." "Okay." "Teri, I need you to connect me to the D.A.'s office." "Tell them it's an emergency." "Oh, I also need the hotel where Walter Clark is staying." "Your Honor, my client has taken down the offending photos." "Good." "So I assume we're done here." "Not quite." "We're seeking damages." "What?" "My client was not enriched by the photos." "There are no damages." "With all due respect, that's bullcrap." "Your client demanded $5,000 to take down the photos." "Whether he meant to do it or not, he placed an implied value on the photos." "That $5,000 was at a settlement conference and, under the evidentiary code, cannot be admitted into court." "That conference was concerning the claim of intentional infliction of emotional distress, not copyright infringement, so it is admissible." "Mr. Cummings, did your client offer to take down the photos for $5,000?" "Yes, he did, Your Honor." "Well, then..." "I'm awarding the plaintiff $5,000." "And now we're done." " Thank you." " Congratulations." " Thank you so much." " Oh." "Oh, M..." "Mr. Clark, may I have a moment of your time?" "I'm sure you recognize me from court." "Of course, Ms. Bingum." "But I'm, uh..." "I'm late for the airport." "Oh, no, this won't take long." " This is an arrest warrant." " That's right." "It's dated three days from now." "I had a friend at the D.A.'s office prepare it." "Second-degree-murder charges against you for the murder of Michael Jacobs." "According to his doctors, he'll be dead by then." "This a joke?" "Penal Code 210.2... depraved-heart murder, callous disregard for human life." "When you acquired Hambridge stock, your first order of business was to convince that board to make a bid for Whiting so that you could terminate the photopheresis trials." "It was a smart business decision." "Look, you come after me, you're gonna have to get the D.A. to file charges against the entire board." "Oh, see, the D.A. doesn't see it that way, as it was your recommendation that callously disregarded the life of my client's son." "You see, Mr. Clark, the standard here is gross recklessness, and the D.A. believes that the jury will find your behavior to be really, really gross." "Anyway, have a good ride to the airport." "I'm sure we'll see you back here in L.A. real soon." "20 minutes after I left Walter Clark, the hospital received a call from Hambridge's attorney to restart Michael's treatment." "You saved the boy's life." "I guess I did." "I mean, you'd think I would feel on top of the world, but..." "But you feel like crap for breaking Owen's heart, and you're not sure how you're gonna move on?" "Yeah, because I love him, and he hates me." "You have to give him time." "Imagine if the roles were reversed, and you walked in on him kissing someone." "My God." "I'm a horrible person." "Jane, there's no excuse for what you did." "Thank you." "But you're not a horrible person." "If Owen understood the circumstances," "I'm sure he would be a lot more sympathetic, or at least understanding." "It's just gonna take time, and he will forgive you one day." "I hope you're right." "Now, tell me about Grayson." "Yeah, that was amazing." "And it was also a huge mistake." "You know, I had a life ahead of me with Owen, and it was a life I was excited about." "When Owen and I got engaged," "I really thought I put away my feelings for Grayson." "You can't just put feelings away." "It doesn't work like that." "Yeah, 'cause when he kissed me, everything came rushing back." " Are you expecting somebody?" " No." "I'm actually heading out." "Stacy, this is Paul, and he's from up... north." "Ooh!" "Up north." "I've always wanted to go there." "Trust me... one day, you will." "Got to go." " Bye." " Bye-bye." " Good to meet you." " You, too." "May I come in?" " Do I have a choice?" " Thanks." "Huh." "So, any luck finding old Jane?" "Uh, not yet." "Then why are you here?" "Well, I'm supposed to be keeping an eye on you, so..." "Okay." "You've eyed me." "I'm tired." "I've had a long day." "You can go." "Well, great." "Thanks." "Yeah, I got a fashion shoot I have to get ready for, so..." "Wait, wait, wait." "You have a fashion shoot?" "Yeah." "Crazy, right?" "See, I was at the mall, looking for old Jane, and, uh, I got approached by this photographer." "Oh, my God." "Oh, my God." "David McAllister wants to take your picture?" "Yeah, for "L.A. Magazine." You know, I'm totally psyched." "Okay, it was my dream to be photographed by David McAllister." "Oh, well, cool." "Well, he must be great, then." "Y... yeah." "Look, I got to go pump up before the shoot." "It's at the beach." "But afterward, we're having drinks with the fashion editor." "I have a question." "I really like apple martinis." "Do you think I should order something more manly?" "Don't you think that you should be looking for old Jane?" "Oh, she'll turn up." "You worry a lot, don't you?" "Well, wish me luck." "Uh, one more question." "Which look do you like better?" "One or two?" "This is one." "Two." "Oh, my God." "Will you please go?" "You're the boss." "What now, Paul?" "Oh, hi." "I thought you were someone else." "Can I help you?" "Yes, you can." "It's me... the real Jane." "And I want my life back."