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!
Now, I sure hope I was right.
Drop Dead Diva 5x04 - Cheaters Original air date July 14, 2013
Sync and corrections by atrn97g for www.addic7ed.com
Stacy in the house.
Are you okay?
I just mean that you're in the house.
Since you sold the pakery, I thought you'd be home more.
Oh. I've been busy.
Busy with what?
Things...
...that people do.
Okay.
Where are you when you do these things?
Places...
Where people go.
Stace, what's going on?
Ladies, can you keep it down, please?
Sorry, Paul.
No, no. Do not whisper for him.
- Paul, you are a guest! - Yeah, I know.
That's why I stopped using your toothbrush.
And...
I started wearing underwear.
- Ohh. - What else do you want from me?
Oh, God.
It's 8:30. I should've been out of here at 8:24.
Now that Owen's your boss, you can't be late?
No, no.
I have figured out a way to work with my ex-fiancé.
Avoidance?
- You bet. - Mm.
See, he gets to the firm at 9:15, so I arrive at 9:10.
And then I hide out in my office till 9:20,
when he goes into his office.
And I can pretty much roam freely till 11:00,
when he comes out for a snack.
I wonder if Courteney Cox has to do this
when she works with David Arquette.
Now it's 8:31.
Stacy, have a good day, whatever it is you're doing.
Oh, hang on. Jane, I'm coming with.
- No, you're not. - Yes, I am.
Don't worry. I got clothes in the car.
Okay. All right.
Now, listen. You can't just hang out at my office.
This is a place of business.
You let your other guardian angels up here.
But they were working here.
You don't see Owen, do you?
- No. - Okay.
Look, Jane, just give me a job. I'll do anything.
I have tremendous upper-body strength.
No. Stop.
It's Owen.
Um, um, move. Move!
Kim!
My dry cleaning. I need a 24-hour turnaround.
Tell Nicole. She's your new assistant.
Welcome.
I like the place on the corner. There's a coupon in my desk.
And, uh, my car needs a wash.
Sorry, but I don't do personal errands.
Excuse me?
Well, Owen brought me from the courthouse
to deal with client-related business...
motions, pleadings, research.
You're serious.
Then you're fired.
Go steal some office supplies. I won't tell.
Owen never gets coffee this early.
He must've had a late night.
Jane, about that job...
I got skills. I can juggle.
I can speak Latin... well, pig Latin.
I can do impressions. I mean, I can learn.
You want a job?
Follow Stacy and find out what she's been doing all day.
You want me to spy on your best friend?
Oh, my God, you're right. That's a terrible idea.
It's an awesome idea. I can be a spy.
Okay. I got to make a run for it.
- Jane. - Oh! Geez. Owen!
What... what a surprise.
You've been avoiding me.
What? No. No. Come on.
Stop. Please.
Kim is concerned that we can't work together.
Well, did you tell her that we are professionals?
I did, which is why
I'm your new co-counsel on your Jenson pro bono.
Great.
That's great.
My S.A.T. scores got red-flagged
by the testing service.
They said his scores went up too much after his first try.
If scores increase more than 350 points,
it triggers an automatic investigation for cheating.
I studied every waking minute,
except when I was in school or running track.
He runs track for the Santa Monica track club.
It's a world-class team. She's a very proud mom.
Four years ago, the principal at Elmcrest Prep
handpicked my son for their outreach program.
And now he's the first one in our family to go to college,
and with a full scholarship.
If you get my scores reinstated.
It says here you got a 1650 the first time and then a 2050?
Yeah. I need an 1800 for the scholarship.
Nick, a formal investigation takes three months.
And I know it's a pain, but why not just take the test again?
The next test date isn't for another month.
I need to send my scores in to tufts by next week.
These cases can be very difficult to expedite.
There are strict protocols. You should know that...
we will get right on it.
We'll start by invoking the arbitration clause,
and I'll see if your principal will testify on your behalf.
Thank you.
No problem.
Never cut me off again.
Sorry. It's just...
you were being a bit negative,
and I like to give my clients more hope.
I was trying to give the kid a way out.
A way out of what?
He's under a lot of pressure.
Just because he says he didn't cheat doesn't mean he didn't cheat.
Sorry. He just doesn't look like a cheater to me.
In my experience, the people who appear least likely to cheat
are the ones you got to watch out for.
Are we done?
Yeah, we're done.
Our boy Billy has been accused
of forcing himself on the neighbors' girl.
Oh, my God. Billy's been accused of rape?
And they're claiming that he got her pregnant.
Is he in custody?
No, Belinda took him out to pee.
So the neighbors' girl is...
Stella, a Maltese.
- Ah. - Charles and Pesha Van Horn
claim that Billy trespassed in their lawn and defiled her.
Even if your neighbors' allegations are true,
they can't be asking for that much.
$250,000.
That's insane.
No one in the neighborhood can stand them.
They can't even stand each other.
Charles is a lawyer that loves to sue.
He sued the neighbors across the street,
claiming that their two-story birdhouse was an eyesore.
It is, but who sues over that?
And now he's turning on us.
Today's arbitration is to determine
whether the testing service
may withhold Nick Jenson's test scores,
subject to a cheating investigation.
We understand their protocols,
but Nick's scores improved because he studied.
And principal Daly will attest to that.
90% of my students who retake the test
show significant increases.
400 points without cheating? Almost impossible.
"Almost impossible" by definition means still possible.
Since principal Daly took over at Elmcrest,
they have become one of the largest feeders in the state
to Ivy league schools,
and they offer their students a comprehensive S.A.T. prep class.
And, principal Daly, do you believe that prep class
could explain a 400-point jump?
Absolutely.
Nick's first score was a 1650.
That's correct.
Did you not prepare him the first time around?
At that time,
Nick was intensely training with his track team.
He lacked focus.
This is the answer sheet from Nick's first attempt.
In our experience, if he had "lacked focus,"
he would've answered randomly.
But our analysis shows his answers weren't arbitrary.
So maybe the 1650 is a genuine reflection of his abilities?
Our outreach students
have less experience with standardized tests.
After Nick's first attempt,
he dedicated himself to the S.A.T. prep work,
which explains his dramatic improvement.
Okay, then.
Unless either party
has additional evidence to introduce...
Oh. We just ask that you render your decision quickly.
You'll have it by the end of the day.
Great. Thank you.
There's no way Billy could've gotten into the Van Horns' yard.
There's a six-foot-high fence and a locked gate
that separates our properties.
Billy's a large dog. Could he have jumped?
No. Billy has hip dysplasia. He's physically disabled.
No further questions.
Mr. Van Horn.
I'd like to enter into evidence this home-surveillance video.
Can you identify the dog defiling Stella?
Uh, Your Honor, this is a bit of an unfair surprise.
May I have a moment to consult with my client?
You may not.
The witness will answer the question.
Yes, that's our Billy.
I'm afraid to tell Jane.
I'm not sure how she'll react.
You can't be afraid of your friend.
I know, but she might not understand.
Her opinion shouldn't affect your life choices.
You know what? You're right. You're the best.
Leslie!
I feel like I've known you my entire life.
I'm here for you no matter what.
Mm.
To the future.
- Kim. - Shh!
Why are you spying on your assistant?
Well, I fired her.
But Owen rehired her.
See, you can't use her for personal errands.
The firm's H.R. manual prohibits it.
You've read the firm's H.R. manual?
Of course. Haven't you?
Yes.
Now, please tell me
you found a way to get our dog out of the doghouse.
Not after that X-rated video.
I think we need to focus on damages.
No. The Morts have been loyal to this firm.
We'll never keep their business if we lose.
Hello? Grayson?
Yeah.
Okay. I'm gonna need you to focus.
Attractive nuisance.
You're calling Jane an attractive nuisance?
Yes.
No.
The tort of attractive nuisance...
when you're drawn to something that's dangerous,
like a kid to a swimming pool.
We can argue that Billy isn't responsible for his actions
because Stella, a dog in heat, constitutes...
An attractive nuisance.
Why not?
Get right on that.
Jane! I know what she's doing behind your back.
Check these out.
Her name's Leslie.
She's prompt, a good listener,
and she drinks chai lattes with agave.
Oh, my God.
I know. What's wrong with a little white sugar?
No, Paul.
Stacy and I drink chai lattes with agave at that café.
I mean... I mean, we used to.
God. Do you get what this means?
Uh, they're thirsty?
It means that I have not been there for her,
and she found a new best friend.
That's crazy.
You think?
No, it makes sense. They've been inseparable.
After the café, they went to the park,
and then Leslie came back to your place,
and they talked for hours.
No. You know what?
I have been so obsessed with my wedding and my breakup
that I have not been there for her.
And she stood by me
through everything that I have been through,
including my home waxing disaster.
God, I'm a terrible friend. I have to fix this.
Oh, wait. Should I keep spying on Stacy?
I'll take that as a yes!
Teri, send Stacy flowers... tulips, her favorite...
and write on the card "to a wonderful friend."
You never send me flowers,
and I am a wonderful friend and an assistant.
You know what? You're right. Send yourself flowers.
How thoughtful. Where are you going?
My office.
The Jensons are in the conference room.
Owen is on the phone with the arbitrator,
and the verdict is in.
- Ooh, that was fast. - Um, you know what?
I don't really want flowers. I... I want chocolate.
Great. Okay. Yeah. Send yourself some chocolate.
Oh, wait. Um, but what should I write on the card?
I'm very sorry.
I spoke with the arbitrator, who sided with the testing service.
They'll have three months for their investigation.
- No. - We can appeal.
We will not give up.
There's something else.
I called principal Daly to tell her about the decision.
She says you took a drug test through the track team?
Yeah, at the meet last week. I peed in a cup.
- You failed the test. - Nick?
It's impossible. I don't do drugs.
They found amphetamines.
And since Elmcrest has a zero-tolerance policy,
you've been expelled.
Boss, police.
I'm going to jail?
- Marlena Jenson? - Yes?
You are under arrest for criminal sale of a controlled substance.
- What?! - What?!
Mom?!
Okay, okay. Do not say a word.
We will meet you at the station.
The D.A. believes that you gave your son drugs,
which, under the law, constitutes a sale.
That's ridiculous.
His urine test revealed
a banned schedule II substance... Adderall.
Adderall? I take Adderall.
My doctor prescribed it for my A.D.H.D.
We know. The D.A. spoke to your insurance carrier.
Adderall is a known academic steroid,
since it helps with focus.
Now, the D.A.'s theory is that you gave the pills to Nick
to help him focus on the S.A.T.
I would never do that.
Marlena, where do you keep your Adderall?
In my medicine cabinet.
Is it possible that Nick could have taken them himself?
Attractive nuisance? That's an insult to Stella.
Your Honor, California code 30954 states
that it is unlawful to permit any female dog
to run at large when the dog is in heat.
De facto attractive nuisance, Your Honor.
That's preposterous. The code violation doesn't sound in tort law.
I agree.
Clever argument, but the plaintiff is right.
Unless you have something else to argue,
we're moving on to damages tomorrow.
Yes, I took Adderall.
I'm sorry I didn't tell you.
Because you knew it was cheating.
No.
A buddy in my S.A.T. prep group told me about the "smarties."
It wasn't like I took them to get high or anything.
Okay, Nick. Did you take the pills from your mom?
No. I swear.
- Then where did you get them? - I don't know.
What do you mean, you don't know?
I can show you how I got them.
You go to this T-shirt website.
Then you go to the order page.
Under "quantity," you type in your locker number.
I'll type in my friend's, since I'm expelled.
Then you put in your PayPal account,
and your credit card gets charged 10 bucks to AwesomeT's.
The next day, you open your locker,
and you find an envelope with two beans.
I am... amazed.
So you'll show this to the cops,
and they'll release my mom, right?
Well, we can't go to the police
till we can verify what you told us.
And I know how to do just that.
You want me to pretend to be his mother?
Stepmother.
Dad is 80, you're his hot trophy wife,
and Paul is your stepson who wants to go to Elmcrest Prep.
We are setting up a sting to find out who's selling drugs.
Like "21 Jump Street."
I'm Channing Tatum,
though there is something special about Jonah Hill.
Great. You're going on a tour later this afternoon.
When you pass locker 781, hide this camera across from it.
I will stream it to my laptop.
Okay, Paul, if you don't mind, can I speak to Stacy?
Sure.
Alone.
Ah.
Sweetie...
Um...
I just want to say thank you for doing this for me.
Of course. No problem.
And I know that lately I have been all about me, me, me,
and I haven't been there for you, you, you,
but I'm here now.
And you are my best friend.
Thank you.
Okay, look. I just...
I get a sense that there's something you're not telling me.
Are you upset?
We've never had secrets.
Jane, I'm not ready to have this conversation.
So there is a conversation. See? I knew it.
Look, we will talk about this later, okay?
Right now I need to get into character.
Elmcrest Prep's computer facilities are state-of-the-art.
- Yes? - How's your cheerleading squad?
Your son's interested in cheerleading?
Uh, I'm a tumbler with a booming voice.
I'd be crazy not to use my talents.
Our squad is top-notch,
and we'd be crazy not to sign you up.
Do you have students from same-sex parents?
We welcome students from all types of families.
Diversity's important at Elmcrest.
Oh, good. Paul comes from a diverse family.
I'm young, and my husband is very, very old.
Let me show you the science lab.
Okay.
How goes your sting operation?
About an hour ago, two kids were making out.
It got so steamy,
I swear to God, I had to turn away.
Are you keeping me company?
My case, too.
So, how do you like being a lawyer again?
I'm sure you don't miss those judges' robes.
You always said that they were itchy.
I'm really trying to get up to speed
on the firm's operating procedures,
- so, if you don't mind... - Sorry.
Okay.
I will be quiet.
Promise.
- Hey, Owen. - Jane!
No, something is actually happening.
Oh, sorry.
Sorry. It's just the janitor.
Sorry.
Oh, my God, Owen. It's the janitor.
Proof positive that Nick Jenson
didn't get the Adderall from his mother.
And this envelope was recovered from the locker.
We demand that the D.A. release Miss Jenson from custody.
Who's selling the drugs? Who's the blurred-out guy?
We're not revealing that information at this time.
Then I'll charge the two of you with obstruction of justice.
Owen.
Before you charge an ex-judge with obstruction,
you might want to run it by your boss first.
I expect to see Marlena Jenson freed,
the charges dismissed immediately.
Thank you.
While I admit your scare tactics were masterful,
why are you protecting the janitor?
Our first responsibility is to our client.
I'm well aware.
Well, it would be a shame if we gave up that footage
and didn't use it to our advantage.
What advantage?
The principal expelled Nick. We need to get him readmitted.
That footage is our ace in the hole.
Hey. Jane's not home.
I know. I came to see you.
Me?
If you need undercover work on a legal case,
I'm gonna have to start charging.
I need your advice.
Stacy, I'm...
I'm in love with Jane.
Hold up.
I can't talk with you about her. It's not right.
You have to tell me if I have a chance.
If it's all in my head, I need to know,
and I'll try to move on.
Go talk to her. Tell her how you feel.
I've tried. She pushes me away.
She barely even talks to me at work. I...
Here's all I can say to you.
Jane pictured a life with Owen.
And if you want to win her over,
maybe she needs to see a life with you.
That's what I needed to hear.
Wait. I didn't really say anything.
Thank you, Stacy. Thank you.
'Kay.
Well, you are absolutely right.
This is an outrage.
I will terminate the janitor immediately.
We're here because we want you to readmit Nick,
wipe his record clean.
Absolutely not.
I have a zero-tolerance drug policy.
Really? I mean, drugs seem pretty tolerated to me.
Nick did get the Adderall on your campus, from your janitor.
And we have evidence
that the janitor's operation is widespread.
Nick is a terrific kid, but none of that matters.
In my school, you get caught with drugs, you're out.
- Well, thank you for your time. - Yeah.
We're gonna just run this over to the evening news.
Oh.
I can see you like the press.
Mm. Good idea.
Prep school, rich kids, janitor dealing Adderall...
they'll eat that scandal right up.
My students really don't need that distraction. Please.
Readmit Nick.
No expulsion, no scandal.
You have a deal.
Stella's $250,000 valuation is not unreasonable.
She comes from a long line of A.K.C. champions.
She's a champion herself... best of breed, best of show.
She was a shoo-in for Westminster.
So much so, we were contacted by a dog-food company
for an endorsement.
$250,000?
No Maltese has ever sold for that amount of money, correct?
Well, not yet.
But prior to her pregnancy,
I placed an ad in "The Pedigree Report"
putting Stella up for sale at that price.
You were going to sell Stella?
Before the incident, yes. She was at her prime.
Did you get any interest?
No. The ad was only up for a week.
No one's gonna want to buy her in this condition.
Oh, good. Teri, I need your help.
What can I do for you?
But first, how's it going with Owen?
He hates me.
He doesn't hate you.
Why would he come to work here?
To make my life hell.
Look, Teri, I just haven't told you something.
Oh. Is it that when you work really late,
you lock your office door and take off your bra?
No! Oh, my God!
I kissed Grayson right before I was supposed to marry Owen.
I know. I figured it out.
Grayson comes in to check on you,
and then Owen passes out... bam... wedding called off.
Let's be honest.
You've been mooning over Grayson ever since he came to work here.
I'm horrible.
Who isn't?
Now, what can I do for you?
AwesomeT's website... I'm confused.
How did the janitor set up this website?
You think he had help?
There are a bunch of genius kids at this school.
So I wonder,
was the janitor the brains or was he just the mule?
I'm on it.
Oh, thanks for letting me tell you about Grayson.
And thank you for the amazing box of imported chocolates
that cost twice as much as Stacy's flowers.
Mr. Dumont, as an A.K.C. registered judge,
in your opinion, is Stella worth $250,000?
I'd like to see her walk, please.
Come closer.
That dog was never worth $250,000.
And why is that?
The Maltese is known for its long and silky hair.
Stella has a slight frizz.
She has a bit of tear-staining, perhaps from distichiasis.
I also detect a very slight harelip.
So you're saying Stella wouldn't win Westminster?
That's correct.
Don't get me wrong.
The dog is high-caliber, but she's not a champion.
Thank you.
When was the last time you judged a national competition?
About three years ago.
Did you have an affair with Maria Frankel,
the owner of the bichon frise
who won that competition three years ago?
Objection. That has nothing to do
with the witness's ability to evaluate a dog's worth.
Your Honor, I'd like to rephrase the question.
Go ahead.
You believed Miss Frankel's bichon was a national champion?
That's right.
And since the dog won that competition three years ago,
has it even placed in another competition?
No.
No further questions.
Sleeping with a contestant's owner?
How could you not tell us that?
I didn't think it was relevant.
You lost all credibility on the stand.
I'm sorry.
Let's go.
She's fat.
- I'm pregnant! - So not cool, buddy.
Not you.
Stella.
She's too big for a Maltese that's three weeks' pregnant.
Well, the father was a large dog.
That doesn't explain her oddly proportioned weight gain.
I didn't notice it from the other angle,
but I'd take a look at her medical records.
Maybe she's being treated
for a thyroid condition or something glandular.
Which would decrease her value on the open market
prior to getting pregnant.
I'll subpoena her vet records and meet you back at the office.
Thank you.
Jane.
Oh, what now? Did Stacy un-friend me on Facebook?
No. I think I've reached
a very interesting conclusion about Stacy.
- Take a look at these pictures. - Yeah, I've seen them already.
Well, this time, look closely.
Stacy and Leslie are always touching.
Women are not uptight like men. We touch.
If you're implying that Stacy and Leslie
are romantically involved, you're way off.
Yesterday at school, Stacy asked the principal
if they accept students from same-sex families,
which is totally out of character
because she was married to my dad.
And not to play into stereotypes,
but Leslie drives a Subaru and she's a vegan.
And when was the last time Stacy was on a date with a dude?
Look, I would know if my best friend was a lesbian.
Oh, my God! My best friend is a lesbian!
This is wonderful news!
See? She doesn't hate me.
She just needed time to come out to me.
I'm gonna be the most supportive friend ever.
Jane, in your office, now.
Thank you, Paul.
Hey, Paul?
I've been watching you, and I have a proposition.
Well, I'm on a roll, so bring it on, sista.
I don't play like that.
Sorry. What can I do for you?
I just saw your memo.
You're arguing that taking Adderall is not cheating?
According to their guidelines,
Adderall is not a banned substance.
Nick took it illegally. That's cheating.
It's kind of a gray area.
Maybe it's not copying off a friend,
but it did give a Nick an unfair advantage.
He still used his own brainpower.
He's a kid, you know?
Maybe he just got caught up in the moment.
If someone has a moral center, Jane,
they don't just get caught up in the moment.
Oh, is this a bad time?
'Cause I have some info on the janitor.
He's left the country.
He just got fired, and he's already gone?
He doesn't seem like a bad guy.
He's a churchgoer, no record.
He volunteers for meals on wheels.
He's the last guy you'd expect to sell drugs.
Maybe he needed the money.
Well, the website only sells Adderall,
and the buyers are only students at Elmcrest.
Check this out.
This is AwesomeT's web traffic over the past 12 months.
Here, lots of Adderall sales.
And here, the site's not even active.
Turns out the site's only operational
the week before standardized tests...
the S.A.T.s, the A.C.T.s, and the A.P.S.
And who at this school would have the most to gain
from high test scores?
The same person who would want the janitor to disappear
so he couldn't point a finger.
Principal Daly is the drug dealer.
No thyroid problems, no Graves' disease.
Despite the dog expert, Stella's poundage is pure pregnancy.
And for the record, so is mine.
Can I see that?
Sure.
Hmm.
Yep. Nothing unusual about her medical history.
The vet bills are paid for by CVH Trust.
And here again, CVH Trust.
Why would a trust be paying for a doggy check-up?
Maybe the trust owns the dog?
CVH.
Charles Van Horn.
He owned the dog outside of his marriage.
Where are Stella's pedigree papers?
We got to get back to court.
Hi!
Hi. Is this an okay time?
Oh, yeah, of course.
I'm just prepping for a hearing to reinstate my client's scores.
But none of that even matters!
Just... okay, come here.
- Sit down. - Okay.
So...
I know what's going on,
and I support you, and I love you.
You do?
Yes. And I'm super-excited.
I'm just glad you figured it out now
and didn't wait until you were like 50.
Oh, I couldn't do it then.
I mean, unless I froze my eggs.
Why would you have to freeze your eggs
just 'cause you're a lesbian?
A lesbian?
Isn't that what we're talking about?
Oh, no. Jane, I'm not gay.
I mean, we once kissed in high school,
but that was just for practice. That was just for practice.
Okay, so, look.
I have some big news.
Huge, actually.
I want to be a mom.
I want to get pregnant and have a baby.
A baby?
Stacy!
A baby?
Yes. I have given it so much thought.
I can give you all the reasons it makes sense
and all the reasons it doesn't, but we can do that later.
Right now, I just want your support.
Yes. O... of course. Yes.
You always have my support.
But wait a minute.
If you're not a lesbian, then who's Leslie?
- Leslie? - Yeah.
Oh, um, she's my friend from yoga.
She is a lesbian.
She has two kids through artificial insemination,
and she's been my sounding board.
Got it. Wow.
I know.
Come here.
Mm.
You're gonna be an awesome mom.
I hope so.
Mrs. Van Horn, since Billy can't jump,
we asked ourselves, how the heck did he get into your backyard?
Any thoughts
I have no idea.
We wondered, who would benefit from Stella's pregnancy?
And then we learned that a trust places Stella
outside of community property,
which means that if Charles wanted to sell Stella,
you couldn't stop him.
- Isn't that right? - Objection.
Overruled.
No, I... I can't stop Charles from selling Stella.
You love her.
Yes.
Did you want Charles to sell Stella?
Please answer the question.
No. I didn't want him to sell Stella.
But Charles placed the ad anyway.
And so when Stella went into heat,
you opened the gate to the backyard and let Billy in.
- Isn't that right? - Objection! Conjecture.
It's true. I did. I opened the gate.
Because I knew if she got pregnant
that he couldn't sell my baby.
I'm so sorry. I never thought he would sue you.
And it looks like we're done here.
Not yet.
Please inform my wife that the dog is my property,
and she'll have to turn it over to me... now.
No. Please, Charles.
I'm afraid he's correct.
Your Honor, if I may?
Mrs. Van Horn, have you ever bought Stella anything
using money from a personal account?
Yes, of course. Um...
grooming and toys... uh, a poncho.
Well, Charles, as a lawyer,
you know that those purchases constitute commingling,
and a commingled asset is a marital asset,
which means that Stella is now owned by both of you.
- Hold on. - No.
No reason to hold on to anything.
Ms. Kaswell is correct.
Nice job.
Fine!
Keep the damn dog. She's damaged goods.
Thank you so much.
Would you be interested in representing me in my divorce?
Oh, I'd be delighted.
Miss Bingum, I'm unclear why I'm reading the results
of your client's drug test.
The testing service claimed increased studying
was not enough to boost Nick's scores,
and they were right.
Nick did have help... Adderall.
So he used drugs to get a higher score?
That's not helping your argument.
Adderall is not a listed banned substance,
so technically it's not cheating.
Well, we disagree.
Sorry I'm late.
I was at the D.A.'s office.
Principal Daly has just been arrested
for the illegal sale of Adderall.
I have here a list of 49 Elmcrest Prep students
who purchased the drug through a website that she ran.
Wait. She was selling the drugs?
To boost her students' test scores
to elevate her stature in the scholastic community.
I applaud you for exposing this,
but what is the testing service supposed to do?
We would like you to release Nick's scores immediately.
We won't condone academic juicing.
Fine. If you disqualify Nick's scores,
then you have to disqualify the 48 other students.
I agree.
W... wait. Excuse me.
But did all the students on that list
increase their S.A.T. scores?
Yes, by an average of 21%.
And with normal prep, no drugs,
how much does the average student's score increase?
We estimate 10%. Why?
10% of 1650, my first test score,
is 165.
Adding that amount to my first score,
I'd have an 1815.
Which gets you the scholarship.
We will drop the appeal
if you apply the 10% cap, which discounts...
which discounts the effects of the drug use.
I think that's a reasonable resolution given the situation.
Okay. Fine.
Nick clearly knows his math. We can't argue with that.
I think we're done here.
Is this my dry cleaning?
Yes, it is.
I appreciate you coming around.
Yeah, I told you I don't do personal errands.
Paul?
From now on, whenever you need a new shade of lipstick
or your shoes repaired, Paul is your man.
Your car is washed. Here's your keys.
And nice ride, may I add.
Yeah. Those aren't my keys.
I'll be right back.
Aww. Bingum and French.
Looks like you two can work together.
Oh, we got the job done.
Good. Let's keep it going, next time for a paying client, hmm?
We did do good work.
I guess that's something.
I guess it is.
Are you looking for something else?
I...
What is it, Jane?
I just wish that you would forgive me.
Of course you do.
Then you'd be free... no guilt.
You could go on with your life.
But I would still feel like crap.
What can I do?
What can I do to make this better?
Tell me this...
when you kissed Grayson, was it "in the moment,"
or did you have feelings for him the whole time we were together?
Forget it.
I don't want to know.
Paul. I appreciate your help.
You're welcome.
But you cannot keep hanging out here.
Au contraire.
I am the new H&P intern. Nicole arranged it.
The firm's budget's been cut to the bone,
and by law, interns must be paid.
Or get college credit.
I just signed up for an online degree.
I'm gonna be a professional spy.
I'm hoping to uncover more lesbians once I get my degree.
But first, I have to find Kim's keys.
Good luck with that.
Grayson.
Stacy let me in. I hope you don't mind.
Oh, my God.
This is amazing.
It's for you.
Jane...
No, wait. Stop.
I need you to stop.
I love the way you laugh.
No, Grayson, please don't.
I love how you always surprise me.
I love the way you roll your eyes at Kim.
I love how you know obscure laws
and Justin Timberlake's middle name.
But I love the way your mind works.
I see my life with you.
A family...
kids, Christmas.
You know how I'm so certain?
Because I can't see my life without you.
Less than a month ago, I was engaged to Owen.
I can't do this. I just can't do this.
You know what? You just... you deserve someone better than me.
No. When we kissed, I knew we were meant to be together.
Tell me you don't feel the same way.
That kiss...
I was just in the moment.
You know, we were both just in the moment.
And this is... this... God.
This is beautiful.
But I can't.
And you should... you should go.
Look me in the eye and tell me this isn't real.
I need you to go.
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