Last week...
Johnny is not my boyfriend. He's a client.
- Jenna! - I'm sorry. What?
Big Pastry stole my double muffin top recipe.
Big Pastry stole Little Wanda Cakes. Little Wanda is a real person!
Fancydoodle Chocopuffs. He's a real guy too.
- I'd like to see Chuck Pastry. - Hello, Moonbeam.
I have a past. I was a hippie.
Dance!
Jenna, look what I just got from Chuck.
I confess to having stolen the double muffin...
- We've won the case! - I did this under the orders
of Maldrake whose spaceship will soon be arriving
to take me to his planet for a cleansing retreat and a probe.
There's no way we can use that.
Growing up, my favorite superhero was...
- Spectagirl! - She was a bespectacled teenager
who used her glasses to see truth,
and her social awkwardness to get extremely cute boyfriends.
Yeah, I wanted to be her. She feared nothing,
and I believed in her.
I loved Spectagirl. Her motto was...
OK, people, it's showtime.
Now, let's review what we're up against.
- My client... - And boyfriend...
Johnny is being sued
for 250-million dollars by Big Pastry.
I have to go to court.
I've never been to court. I have a terror of public speaking.
I can help you with that.
You care too much what people think of you, it paralyzes you.
Someone once said, "Shyness is highness with a shh."
Ha! Well, that person is an "erk" with a "je".
An "erkje".
Moving right along. Our one, one potential witness,
Chuck Pastry, CEO of Big Pastry,
is, Mom, say it with me...
- Gone mad with love for me. - Gone mad with love for you
- and has disappeared off the grid. - And the judge,
in this case, Judge Guernsey is tough
and mean and very chummy
with my opposing counsel, Charisse.
Judge Guernsey...
Isn't he the one whose wife Jimmy had sex with?
And is still having sex with.
What? Jimmy, no!
Mrs. Guernsey? How about you break up with the judge's wife?!
- Or... - No "or"!
Oh no! Charisse.
- Hello! - Jenna!
Good news! We've got a trial date set for two weeks from today.
It was supposed to be six months from now, remember?
Remember that? But I got it moved up.
Thanks, Charisse.
Hey, do you mind if I put you on hold for a second?
OK.
- Trial's in two weeks. - Yay!
No!
No! Not at all.
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And so I say to you...
ladies and gentlemen
of the jury, this case is a travesty!
My client has been wronged!
That's right, jury number 2, I'm talking to you.
Hello, Judge Guernsey.
My name is Jenna Engel,
and I'm representing Johnny Murray in the Big Pastry case
I believe you've been assigned to. And I'm here to request a continuance.
- No continuance. - That was great!
Now, I know why you're a judge.
- Very judgmental. - Anything else?
- I'm very busy. - Oh, yes! There is something else...
Sir, Honor.
Just a slight conflict of interest.
It seems that you are friends
with my opposing counsel,
Charisse Dunne. Is that
or is that not the case?
I have a bigger question:
is your brother sleeping with my wife?
I asked you first.
Sandy, did you text me, "Momma's hobgoblin trains unicorn."
Yes, Mother, I couldn't wait to tell you in person.
And it ends with, "Love, Chuck."
What's a "love chuck"?
Wait, no! It's "Love, Chuck."
It's from Chuck Pastry.
It's written in our old commune code
where every word represents something.
- Jenna! - Mm-hmm?
Come here. This could win the case. I think
Chuck is sending me messages in code!
Oh, that's the best news
I've heard all day! Sadly.
What's this?
Jimmy is breaking up with Judge Guernsey's wife.
- Interesting. The projectiles... - Projections.
- Goodbye, Jimmy. - Goodbye, Mrs. Guernsey.
She's leaving her husband for me.
What!? Jimmy,
Judge Guernsey, he knows, and he hates me. End it!
I can't! She won't let me go.
She says, with a little bit of work, I can be mediocre.
She's taking me to the opera.
Well, that's all the punishment you need.
Jenna, if I can get some information from
Mrs. Guernsey, I can crack this case wide open.
That won't be necessary, Jimmy, because I'm going
to decode the ramblings of a lovesick madman
and crack this case open myself!
Well, we'll just see who cracks this case open first.
We'll just see.
- Yes, we will. - Mm-hm!
Fancydoodle!
Of the Fancydoodles!
I wrote him!
He came!
OK, I'm just gonna look past the fact that this isn't
1850's London and ask you your name!
Edward Fancydoodle.
- OK. Is that your Christian name? - Finally,
revenge.
So, Mr. Fancydoodle,
can you tell me where the Fancydoodle recipe came from?
Can you tell me where love came from? Or horses?
Is that your final answer?
- WHOSE interview is this? - Ha.
I formulated the Fancydoodle formula,
and I met a man named Chuck Pastry
who promised me the Moon, and then promptly mooned me.
He screwed me out of my formula,
and has made millions.
So it is time for me to exact my revenge.
Who's with me?
I love the enthusiasm, but how about we just start
- calmly with a deposition. - Tell me what to say!
You're the lawyer, what do you want me
to say? I'll lie. I'll slander. I'll say whatever I have to.
Jenna,
when you're finished with Mr. Toad,
there's a woman with twigs in her hair to see you.
Little Wanda?
So...
you live in a tree?
Of course not. I live in a house on top of a tree.
Ha! Ha! So, you invented
the Little Wanda Cake, and Big Pastry stole the recipe
and made millions,
and you got nothing. They stole
your concept and your idea
so all you have to do is go to court and say that.
Wonderful!
- Except no. - Say what?
I appreciate what you're trying to do,
and I am so grateful, but I have my life.
And I am happy. I'm a children's birthday party entertainer.
- But is being a clown... - I'M NOT A CLOWN!
- I'm a children's entertainer. - Little Wanda, this is serious.
Someone stole your life's work,
and then they made millions
off of you. They even used your picture
and your name, and you never got a cent!
I put that all behind me years ago,
and I don't need you stirring up
any baddy-bad feelings from my no-no place.
So that's a no-no?
"Momma's hobgoblin trains unicorn."
What is Chuck trying to say to me?
Maybe it's an acronym. Yes!
M. Mama! A. Mama's!
H. Hobgoblin.
T. Trains.
Mahtsu, Mommy's busy working.
M-A-H-T.
Maht. What does it mean?
What could it mean? Please give me a sign.
Please! Please!
Am I losing my mind? Am I crazy?
Mahtsu, is Mommy crazy?
Maht! I'll never get this!
Maht!
OK. Time for Project Face your Fears.
Bring the crazy to the courtroom.
I am bringing the crazy to the courtroom.
I'm literally bringing crazy people to court, so there's that.
Let's start with your most obvious fear.
Go tell your client boyfriend the truth.
Hi.
Johnny.
I know that you're feeling confident
about the case,
but... I'm scared.
I don't know
if I can pull this off.
OK. Remember how you used to tell me the story
about how you had tea parties with all your stuffed animals,
and you would pretend, like, you were their lawyer
- 'cause that's what your dad did? - Yeah.
OK. And you had that, um...
dog with buttons for eyes.
Pinky.
You fought for them because they were the underdog.
Ragtag group of stuffed animals, they needed a leader.
You were their leader. You were their Spectagirl.
That's what's in your heart.
That's what you're meant to do, and this is your chance.
You can do it.
And I'd like to be open to seeing other people.
And if I can't do it?
I heard that by the way and I'm ignoring it.
Well, if you can't, you'll still be pretty.
If I can get that weirdo in the tree to testify,
then we have a case.
Hey!
What the hell are you doing here?
Wow! You actually live in a tree.
This is so...
awesomely a... a tree!
Ha!
I came to convince you to...
- Are you OK? - After all those things
you said, I realized,
yeah, I could have had a lot better life.
I could have lived
in a big house or bigger tree,
and not have to work at children's birthday parties.
- It's all crappy! - No, that's not...
it's not what I meant. I mean, look around.
- Look where you get to live! - Hey, you look around.
I finally did. You know, most people don't have
to worry about chipmunks in their cupboards.
OK.
You owe it to yourself to go up against Big Pastry!
I already tried. I failed.
Nobody cares. The world is a bleak,
- dark... It's mean, mean. - Maybe we should
stuff some of that back in the no-no place.
I see how the world really is now, because of you.
No. That's not what I meant.
Ohh! Give it up.
I'm gonna drink till I'm blind.
Would you like some?
- What is that? - Sap Schnapps. I invented it.
Maybe they'll steal that too.
I don't think so.
OK. OK! Here it is!
M-A-H-
T. And we add an S and a U.
OK.
What is it?
It's like it spells out Mahtsu.
Not now, Mahtsu! I know you like your bed.
Oh, my God! The bed!
Mahtsu! You're a genius!
Look! There's my missing slippers! Wait a minute...
What's this?
Oh, Mahtsu! Oh, my God!
Mahtsu.
Mama needs a glass of Pinot.
Did anybody try the Pinot Grigio?
Oh, my palate almost had a seizure.
I mean, that acidity was just, well... James?
James? Darling?
What did you think of the Grande Vino di Italia?
Indubitably.
Adorable.
I'm not supposed to be talking about my husband's cases,
but this one he's on is so juicy!
You will not believe
what Charisse told my husband about Chuck Pastry.
- How did it go? - Well, I've pretty much lost this case,
I stopped the magic out of a joyful woman's life,
and I think my boyfriend might have dumped me.
It's always darkest before the dawn.
Which isn't actually true.
It's just as dark as it is at 9pm,
but it's a nice idea.
Here. I don't deserve this.
I know what you need.
You need this.
Oh.
Charisse, what do you want?
Are you drunk?
Are you crying?
I can't, I can't lose, Jenna.
I can't. I can't. Not against a baby lawyer
and her paralegal mother.
OK. You know what, Charisse? My mother doesn't have a license,
and although I don't have a lot of experience,
I don't drunk-dial people.
Since college.
Aaah! Hello?
Jenna, I got info.
Judge Guernsey says that Charisse has a tape of Chuck Pastry confessing everything.
That's why she called.
She's scared! She thinks I'm gonna win!
I did good? Jenna, tell me
sitting through the opera was worth it.
You know, when they say, "It's over when the fat lady sings,"
it's not! That's just the start of Act 2.
You did good.
We're back.
What's in the bag?
I wanna hide from the baddy-bad feelings too.
I am moving in.
We're gonna live in the tree-house away from reality,
- because that is the right thing to do. - Well, that sounds great!
OK, I'm not really moving in.
I'm just trying to show you
that it's too easy to just retreat from the world
and make balloon animals forever.
I'm a little confused. Are you moving in
'cause I got a couple of other possibilities, you know.
Ah! Ah!
Hello. Try inputting oak tree into your GPS
- and see where it takes you. - Ma, this is...
Yes. I know.
Little Wanda! Big fan of your work.
- Thank you. - Would it kill you
to make a low-fat snack cake? Alright, honey,
look what I found. You won't believe it!
Oh, Mom, do you know what this means?
- I'll bet! - This means...
- We have a case! - Wanda, are you in?
I'm in.
As Spectagirl used to say,
"OK, people, it's showtime!"
- Yeah! - Ha! Ha!
Hello, Judge Guernsey. Charisse.
Ho! Ho! Ho! Jenna. You are so over
- and you have no idea. - Am I?
Really? Is it me that's over or is it you?
No clue what you're talking about.
From Chuck Pastry himself,
a series of e-mails and company files,
proof that this company did in fact steal those recipes.
- Sandy! - You know, Jenna,
I found them so maybe I should read them.
Hm, but I have a better speaking voice.
- Maybe better in a guy's voice. - Why don't you just read them yourself?
Ha! Look,
I would suggest that we settle this case.
And when I say "settle", I mean settle big.
Boom! Chakawawa!
Charisse, between friends, you gotta settle this.
God, this isn't happening.
- Oh, it happened. - That's right.
Boom! Chakalaka-bow-wow!
OK, even I knew that was too much.
Congratulations, Ms. Engel.
- Ooh! - You won.
- Yes! - I won! I...
What is happening over there?
I'll never eat any other snack cake again.
- Yeah, you will. - Kids,
could I take a moment to say something?
You know, winning this case was a true family effort.
All of us contributed,
some of us more than others. And when I say "some",
I think we all know that I'm talking about me.
So, let's celebrate!
Boom! Chakawawaoh.
Excuse me.
Mom, I'm the one who found out those two were real!
Yeah, and I brought the crazy.
I think I might have had something to do with this.
OK, people, get a tree.
So I just want to thank you guys.
Because of you, we just won the biggest case of our lives!
- We are a hell of a team! - Yeah!
- Engels! - You did it, honey! You did it! Ha! Ha!
- Mazel Tov. - Hmm!
- Oh, we did it! - Hey.
Oh! The kisser high-five thing.
OK, we don't have to kiss.
Look, I'm sorry I didn't come to court.
- Our roaster broke. - OK. Well, we won!
Yeah, you won.
- You are so pretty. - And you wanna
see other people, so...
we're done. Not exactly the relationship I had in mind.
It's over, Johnny.
It's over.
See you around, Law books.
Boom-chaka-bye-bye.
Alright, show's over.
To tell you the truth, I really feel my adrenals
were tacked, so I'll need some time off.
- I really need a mani-pedi. - I'll join you.
Mrs. Guernsey said my feet look like a yeti in top-siders.
We did it, Spectagirl.
Yeah, we did you proud.
- To Spectagirl. - To the doll.
"Adorkable."
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