Drop Dead Diva

*Ooh, whoa oa oa oa

* It's my day, it's my time

* You'll get yours I'll get mine *

* Oh

* Whoa, whoa-oa

* Let's go

* Yeah, yeah

* Good for you, good for me Ooh, yea-a-a-h *

* Good for everybody

* Oh

Do my knees look fat?

What?

I don't know.

Maybe I should just wear pants.

Deb, you don't get nervous. What's going on?

Y-You didn't answer the question.

You and your knees look perfect.

Breakfast?

Only a... Grapefruit, two Splendas.

Deb, you got to relax. You kill at auditions.

A prize model on the Price is Right

is not just an audition.

It's a career.

And with knees like yours, it's a lock.

* Big girls don't cry

* Big girls don't cry

* Big girls

* Don't cry-y-y-y

* My, oh, my

* My girl

Jane. Hey, Teri.

You didn't go home...

again.

Good morning.

Oh.

Jane, we have Marcus Newsom this afternoon.

Yes, Kim, I know.

I've been working on our brief.

It's your suit. The client was here yesterday.

And at $300 an hour, we should at least be wrinkle-free.

And how many hours did that purse cost?

Herms. Ostrich leather.

There's a two-year wait, but I pulled some strings.

And, Jane, for what it's worth,

no one under 50 wears a brooch.

Herms bitch.

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with this new karaoke machine!

Vocopro's duet easy-to-use digital...

Did you find it?

One bottle of ironic taffy behind the Pepto.

Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you.

You really think it's lucky, huh?

Eh, I had it on when I met you.

I'd call that lucky.

Why are you wearing your interview tie?

Babe, for the third time...

You have a final interview with the new firm

with the better partnership track.

The tighter the knot, the broader the shoulders.

What would I do without you?

Oh, Lanisha thinks she is all that

with her hip dip/shoulder swoop.

Grayson, check this out.

I call it the toe tap/booty bounce.

That's better than Lanisha, right?

She'll want to claw your eyes out.

You always know what to say.

Drew carey (On Tv): Thanks for playing, too. Congratulations.

Kim hosted a cocktail party last night

for the partners.

She was supposed to be helping me.

Yeah, well, you are smarter, you work harder,

and our clients actually like you.

But she does know how to work it...

Teri, I can't have this conversation.

Not right now.

I'm worried about you.

Well, worry about the Middle East.

I'm fine. Really.

I got to get back...

To work. I know.

Damn it.

Teri.

Teri?

Jane.

Lady, get your ass down.

Apparently, this gentleman has an issue with Parker.

Your boss slept with my wife.

I didn't know she was married.

Look, sir...

* Hey, na na, hey, na na

* Hey, na na, hey, na na

* Hey, na na, hey, na na

* Hey, na na, hey, hey

* Hey, na na, hey, na na

* Hey, na na, hey, na na

You got Deb.

Scott dumped me.

Oh, Stacy. Oh, I'm so sorry.

He said I was... I am...

shallow.

Hello? Has he seen the indie movies in your Netflix queue?

Watch it!

Sorry.

Deb, I can't afford this place on my own.

Maybe you should get, like, a job.

I'm a model.

And a damn good one.

But you haven't worked since the JC Penney spread.

That layout was printed on recycled paper.

The grain added 10 pounds.

Being green can be so cruel.

Listen, sweetie, after I rock my audition,

I'm gonna swing by and ...

Deb?

Can you hear me now?

* Hey, na na, hey, na na

Okay, call me back.

* Hey, na na, hey, hey

* Hey, na na, hey, na na

* Hey, na na, hey, na na

* Hey, na na, hey, na na

Ms., uh...Dobkins, I'm Fred. I'm your gatekeeper.

Apologies for your sudden demise.

Demise?

It's a lot to process.

Um...follow me.

So, this is the pearly gates?

You sound disappointed.

Well, it's just I expected puffy clouds, a few angels,

maybe even a harp.

Not important.

I really need to get back to Earth now.

Come on...sweetie.

Have a seat.

What are you doing?

Uh, reviewing your life. You know, heaven or hell.

Whoa. Whoa! Hold on a second.

I've never seen this before.

Ms. Dobkins, according to my records,

you have not done a single good deed or bad act

in your entire life.

You are my first adult 0/0.

You know, I am a good person, all right? Lots of deeds.

Ms. Dobkins, I've seen a lot of bad people,

and you're not one of them.

But you're not one of the good ones, either.

Based on our brief period of time together,

I would conclude that you're simply shallow.

Shallow?

Well, who do you think you are,

in your dress-for-less shirt and your poly-yesterday pants?

You're rude, and I am not gonna sit here and take it.

Yeah, well, what are you gonna do about it, right?

Let's find out.

Gel.

Clear!

Wait a minute!

She is one lucky lady.

Bullet just grazed her. Didn't require a stitch.

But the EKG. She flatlined.

There must have been some kind of short in the monitor.

It's happened before.

You a friend? Uh...sure.

Temporary amnesia is not uncommon

with a slight concussion,

so we'll be keeping her under observation.

Wake up!

I just had the strangest dream.

It wasn't a dream, sweetie.

Fred?

Why do I feel bloated?

Oh!

Oh...my...God.

You sent me to hell?

Relax. Your soul entered a recently vacated vessel.

Your old bod... No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

I'm going back to sleep, and when I wake up...

Her name... Now your name. ...is Jane.

Okay.

This doesn't work for me.

I've never been more than a size 2,

and that's only 'cause of the freshman 15,

which is why I quit community college.

So, who do I have to talk to?

Look on the bright side: you're alive.

Oh, and not only do you get Jane's body,

but you get her brains, too.

Her I.Q. Is off the charts.

Fred, tell me how to get "me" back.

You are Jane...

now and forever.

Everything you need to know about her...