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So, what happened here?

Well, could be faulty ignition lines.

Well, let's have to check all the recalls that are out there. It's more

couple bucks worth of blasting powder and pipe.

The wires connected to a detonator.

It'd be my guess anyway.

Yeah, we'll have the bomb squad's report by noon.

They already searched the house. That's a negative on any other close -up

device. That was the mother, Elizabeth Hilford. She was 48.

Is that Mr.

Hilford in the driver's seat?

No, that's the son, Charles. Just turned 23.

The one they just brought out, that was Wendy, the daughter. All of 21.

He was home visiting from college.

No survivors, obviously.

Actually, there is one.

Another daughter, Morgan.

She was on her way to the car when it blew.

She's in the house right now with the grandmother, Florence Hayes.

Why don't we keep her in there? She doesn't need to see any of this.

The worst thing in the world is losing a child.

I imagine it's even worse than a kid and two grandkids.

Is that Mr. Huffington notifying? They're separated.

Recently. Yeah, but we're tracking him down now.

Grandmother's already had one stroke.

One good look at this, and I finished her off.

Well, let's hope not.

Morgan, I know this isn't the best time, but we need to ask you a few questions.

And I have a question as well.

How long before all you people leave and I have my house back?

Forget about inappropriate.

Forget about cold. Come on, Nate.

You said it yourself.

The woman is old. She just had her own child and two grandchildren blown to

pieces. She was more concerned about the condition of her azaleas. Did you ever

consider the fact that she might have been in shock?

Do people connect? Where is this strange thing?

You got that right.

Okay, listen up.

Bomb squad has confirmed we have a pipe bomb.

Where's Jenny?

She's at the doctor's. She's fine. It's just a routine thing the baby finds.

Well, when she gets back, she's not leaving that desk.

Like I said, we have a pipe bomb and a lot of players who Stacy has somehow

managed to make sense of with a family tree.

Family tree? They got a family crest, too?

As a matter of fact.

Elizabeth Hilford is actually Elizabeth Hayes Morrison Wills Hilford.

She's been married a couple of times.

Hayes, that's in the Hayes Charitable Foundation?

Very same.

Elizabeth Hilford's estate is worth at least $5 million.

So, now that he's been murdered, who gets it?

Well, Wendy and Charles, the two children who died with her, were her

heirs. Now that they're dead, who's the big winner?

Ted Hilford, Elizabeth's estranged third husband.

He's a former airplane mechanic.

So he could have built the bomb.

And because Elizabeth died before the divorce papers were signed, instead of a

puny settlement, Ted will walk away with one half marital share, which is worth

about $2 .5 million.

This is turning into a no -brainer. Who gets the other half?

Various charities and a son from Elizabeth's first marriage, Jack

lives somewhere up north, but no one seems to know where he is, though. Find

him. What about this other daughter, Morgan?

Does she get mentioned in the will? She's not a daughter. She's a

She's Ted's child.

Oh.

So what, she gets nothing?

She's not a heist.

Mr.

Helfer?

I'm Inspector Basso, San Francisco Police Department. This is my partner,

Inspector Washington.

You got the wrong guy.

I don't think so.

I keep my life simple. I eat.

I drink. I drink some more than I sleep.

What could you possibly want with me?

When was the last time you saw your wife?

The day she kicked me out of the house.

That was six weeks, four hours, and

22 minutes ago.

What's she accusing me of now?

She was murdered this morning, along with Charles and Wendy.

My God, Morgan.

Look, is she all right? She's all right. No, I got to be with her. She's fine.

She's fine.

How did it happen?

Car bomb.

Mr. Hilfer, can anybody verify your whereabouts over the last 24 hours?

Bay Ridge Motel. Call them. They'll tell you. You were there the entire time?

Yes. Much as I can remember.

I call them my...

Scotch and soda hands.

You really think these are capable of putting together a car bomb?

Sir, no one's accusing you of anything.

I certainly had the desire.

And the motive.

You're a very rich man, Mr. Hilford.

A millionaire.

But as soon as the divorce papers are signed next week, you would have had to

settle for, what, $30 ,000?

Whatever it is, it isn't enough.

What, you really think I killed her?

She had a restraining order against you? I never laid a hand on her.

Morgan could have been in that car. There's no way I would have risked that.

Not for revenge, not for all the money in the world. You think you're the first

person to try that line on her? No, but I'm telling the truth.

Well, good, because all those other people, they were lying.

You better hope somebody saw you at that motel.

Let's get the word out to the CIA and see what's out there.

Even if there's alibi checks on it, why not hire a pro to do the job for us?

Yeah, let's go.

Your basic run -of -the -mill, totally devastating explosive device.

Well, what's left of it.

Yeah, this is probably what it looks like, courtesy of the bomb squad.

They have step -by -step instructions on about 100 websites.

It could have been activated by an on -off switch mounted under the dash.

Or by remote control, by anyone, on or off the property.

Yeah, either way, if you know what you're doing, the whole thing takes

three minutes to install.

They even sell you the stuff to make it on the net.

Or you could just go to local hardware.

Which narrows the universe considerably to, what, about 20 ,000 possible

outlets?

We got Ted's picture.

Great. Get it out to them. Start small with California, branch out from there.

So, uh, what's a guy got to do around here to get some service?

What kind of service did you have in mind?

You think that badge earns you some special privilege?

Bums you to the head of the line?

Well, it's worked for me before.

All right.

What's the emergency?

Well, there's this guy. He can't keep his hands off this woman.

Hmm. Third case this week.

Tell him to take two aspirin and call me in the morning. See, here's the thing.

He's allergic to aspirin, and he's not supposed to call.

All right. Why don't we see what else I've got on you?

There's something you need to see.

The security camera at the Hayes mansion took a big hit in the explosion, but

our geniuses in the lab were able to salvage the tape. We were even able to

figure out what they were saying.

Where's Nick?

Talking to the CIs. I beat them.

Okay, there's the mom, Elizabeth, stepdaughter, Morgan, and daughter,

What you say?

Well, apparently Elizabeth was in the market for a new house, and they were

looking at several that day.

She was saying, who's driving?

We're going to be late. Hurry up.

Morgan volunteers.

But watch this.

Okay, Morgan goes over to the driver's seat.

Out comes Charles.

But Morgan gets out.

Hands Charles the keys.

And then she's back in the house.

What did she say to him? She forgot the measuring tape. She'll be back in a

minute.

And then... Get Nate in here.

I'm right here.

What's up?

Gotta say this.

Morgan never intended to stay in that car.

Yeah, I have a feeling Ted knew that. So much for his loving concern for his

daughter's safety.

A father with a grudge and a daughter only too willing to plead.

Nice little plan.

Yeah, I see.

What are you doing here?

Never too soon to start in the baby's room.

I got some paint samples I want to show you.

You know what? I am so tired. Yeah, well, you were tired last week, too.

Well, yeah.

I'm pregnant. I'm beyond tired.

Couldn't even drag myself to work this week.

Too tired to pick up a phone?

Something wrong?

Why does something have to be wrong? Virginia, I know you don't want to get

married, but you promised me I was going to be part of this baby's life.

You will be. All right, so let's start right now with the baby's room. I got

there's a Chagall scene. I'm thinking of a mural.

What's he doing here?

Do you want me to leave?

No. Oh, you're real good at that.

What is that supposed to mean? What's going on?

He comes, he goes, and what? You let him come back for more?

Hey, wait. Did I miss something?

Miss something?

Miss something? Where'd you grow up? On Mars? You know, that's enough.

Yeah, why don't you just get out of here? What are you doing?

He had it coming, and a lot worse.

What's wrong with you? You never heard of doing the honorable thing? Hey, you

know what?

I'm the one who didn't want to do the honorable thing.

You think I put that bomb in there?

No. I think you took the car to someone who did.

Who? Like my father? I know you talked to him. Morgan, look.

We know that you were the last one to drive the car the night before. And from

the security camera, we know that nobody else touched the car after that. I went

to the supermarket, the one on Delaney.

For three hours?

I, uh, I stopped for gas. I went to the supermarket.

I, uh, I read a magazine. I ate a salad.

You got receipts?

I swear to you, I didn't have anything to do with this.

I adored my mother.

She was my best friend.

These people were my family. What about your father?

Morgan, wasn't he family too? When he's sober.

Which is almost never.

Why do you think I stayed with my mother when he left?

You mean when she threw him out.

She didn't have a choice.

Did he convince you that you were the next one to go?

My mother loved me.

Her home was my home, with or without my dad. She told me that over and over.

Morgan, your mother, excuse me, your stepmother didn't leave you a dime in

will. Not even a piece of jewelry. Not even a handkerchief.

You don't understand.

There's a right way to do these things.

A tradition.

She explained it all to me.

She loved me.

Morgan, did you take the car to your father? No.

Didn't you love your father, Morgan?

You knew he was going to be broke in a few weeks. I didn't kill them, and

neither did he.

All right.

If you only deliver the car, we can talk to the district attorney. Stop it.

There's nothing to talk about.

I loved my mother.

She may have been screwed up with all her traditions, but she took care of me.

She loved me.

From the moment she married my father, my life was the best.

Like, like something out of a fairy tale.

I was her daughter now. That is what she told me.

I was a haze.

I was a haze.

Hi, I'm looking for Stacey Reynolds.

You want to find her? Yeah, that's me.

I'm Stacey Reynolds.

Jack Morrison.

Ooh, thought it was a little old.

I'm really sorry, Mr. Morrison. I can only imagine how you're feeling right

Then you're one up on me. I just can't seem to get past the shock.

Inspector Washington is going to be back in a couple of minutes if you want to

have a seat.

Do you know anything about how it happened? The inspector will talk to you

that.

It was really tricky finding you.

You don't write under your own name.

By Joe Smith.

That's me.

The average guy like everyone else.

That's what I was without all the money.

My mother didn't approve of my career choice.

This got me booted out.

It's really good. I read it. Thank you.

Hey, they did me a favor.

Every one of my prep school buddies who lives off family money lives in fear.

One minor infraction, like your hair's too long.

That's all it takes. And then mom or grandma cuts the money off.

I'm better off.

I'm making my own money now.

They, uh, forced me to grow up.

Do you know how my grandmother's holding up?

Uh, you know, she's...

It's still a little shaky, but from what I hear, she's made of pretty strong

stuff.

You know, if it's all right with the inspectors, I could maybe bring you over

there to see her when you're done here. Because I know it might be kind of tough

for you to get onto the property because, you know, it's still a crime

Thank you.

Yeah.

Morgan?

Is that you?

It's me.

Jack, I haven't seen you in years.

Um, yeah.

Yeah, it's been a long time.

Um, I've got to go.

Inspector Washington, this is Jack Morrison.

Mr. Morrison, we can talk in here.

All right.

Still packs a punch.

How's Hank's now?

Sore.

At least he should let me pay for a new shirt.

Well, he won't.

Nice guy.

Nice guy?

No. No, no, no. All right, just, you know what? Don't even start with me,

because I know exactly where this is going.

I'm not marrying him, Dad, so just make your peace with it.

No, I don't get it. You're pregnant, for God's sakes, with this kid.

Really, just a little louder, because I don't think everybody at the bar heard

you. He wants to marry you, Ginny. Only because he thinks it's the right thing

to do.

It is the right thing.

What century are you living in, Dad?

I know a lot of women who are raising kids on their own and doing just great.

Look, in my day, lots of marriages started out just like this.

And they grew into something.

Well, those days are over.

People don't stay married.

Not unless they have something really strong holding them together.

A baby can be that something.

Dad, I don't want a marriage based on someone doing me a favor.

Feeling obligated.

And you think that's the only reason he has me? I don't think it. I know it.

I think you got it all wrong.

Maybe I'm prejudiced, but I'm sitting here looking at a woman who...

He was strong.

Smart.

So smart.

And funny.

Dad. And you got yourself sober.

And now after all that, you're going to have a baby.

It's like a gift.

Yeah.

But for some reason, it's beyond me.

You still don't believe that somebody wants to spend his life with you.

Not for the baby.

For the sheer pleasure of being with you.

Dad, stop it, all right?

Because really, you don't know what you're talking about.

Wrong again, Jenny.

Mrs. Hayes, please understand.

Well, I don't understand. Why on earth do you need to search Morgan's room?

I mean, it happened in my driveway. You might as well suspect me. Oh, for

goodness sake, Martha. Thank you very much.

If you force us, we can have a search warrant within a half hour. Go ahead.

Search wherever you want, but you're not going to find a thing.

I know this child.

She spent more time under my roof than she did under my daughter's. Well, she

gave us the impression that she was extremely close with your daughter.

Yes, she was, but Elizabeth was difficult.

You're going to hear this from someone, if you haven't already, so it might as

well be me.

Elizabeth was cold and manipulative. She was a bitch.

But I gave up all my illusions about my daughter years ago.

And Charles, and Wendy.

To the extent they loved me.

For my money.

But Morgan was different.

She brought something unique to this family.

Love.

She's grateful for the littlest things.

She also loves her father. She could have done this for him.

Yes, if he did it, he did it alone.

He's a parasite.

Morgan knows that. She knows all about him.

Believe me, Inspector.

She has nothing to do with this. She couldn't have proved me right.

I'll pay whatever it takes.

Morgan is completely in it, and I feel it in my bones.

She's all I have left.

Nan.

Yeah. It's me, Ned.

I see this brought out even you.

So, it turns out the Parasite's alibi checked out. Manager of the Bay Ridge

Motel said that our occasional trips to the ice machine, he didn't leave his

room for two days.

He had no visitors either.

Did you process the room?

Yes, his room, his car, and his clothes.

No powder, no wires, no traces of anything.

It appears he didn't build the bomb or install it. Well, at least not in the

motel room.

So who else had motive to kill her?

Jack. Well, his relationship with his mother, you know, was complicated, but

he only inherited $10 ,000.

I mean, he made 20 times that a year.

Don't rule Morgan out.

I mean, even though she's getting zipped from the well, she had incredible

loyalty to her father. Enough to kill her stepmother, and stepbrother, and

stepsister. From everything we've heard, Elizabeth was no picnic.

I mean, everyone in that house was walking on eggshells. One wrong move,

were out and pantyless.

Some fairy tale.

Doesn't prove anything.

Morgan could be completely innocent, and her getting out of the car was just a

simple twist of fate.

Ted could have had another partner.

He's willing to take a polygraph test.

Well, he certainly had a lot to gain for himself and Morgan.

Florence confided in me that, with everyone else dead, Morgan is now her

heir. She gets the whole 80 mil.

Well, maybe that was Ted's plan.

Don't look up.

Keep your eyes on the menu.

What are you doing here?

I needed a hit.

Like this.

I'm addicted to you.

Well, are you satisfied?

Barely.

Suzanne!

Magda! Hi!

How are you? Good! Hey, Nate.

Hey. Do you two know each other?

Mm -mm.

Oh, okay. Nate Battle. This is Suzanne Richland. Nice to meet you.

Yeah, she works over at County. Which is where I'm headed right now, and I'm

late. It's really great to see you. I've got to run. You too.

Nice to meet you.

Nate. Nate. Bye. Bye -bye, honey.

Don't even think about it.

What? I know that look. What look?

She's married.

To a cop.

Chet Richland, who works over at Southern.

Really? Yeah, yeah. I worked with him on a few cases a few years back. He's a

good cop. Nice guy, too.

Do you want to get a table?

Yeah, sure. Okay.

Hey,

officers.

What's up?

Hey, Vinny.

Hear the one about the pipe bomb?

I read something about it.

I heard young Charles owed you quite a chunk of change.

A bomb to settle a gambling debt?

Let's get real, inspectors. Come on, Ben. You're known not to take any

prisoners, and more than a few of them have been burned alive in cars.

So I don't think a bomb is that big a stretch.

You ever meet that kid, Charles?

Ivy League dropout on his way to a career in hangovers.

Always betting big on long shots and losing big. I love idiots like him.

I'll miss him. And the $250 ,000 he owes you, you miss that too?

What were you thinking, Vin, huh? Knock off the mom, let Charles inherit, then

you collect?

It's too bad Charles died, huh?

Cute.

But I've been paid by the old lady, Lawrence Haze.

She showed up with her lawyer, but she did the talking.

Fifty cents on the dollar was the highest she'd go.

Oh, and if I took another bet from the kid or touched him, I'd lose more than

money. And she scared you off.

Let's just say I took her at her word.

Hey, maybe Charles found somebody else to take his money and pissed them off.

So a 66 -year -old woman with a history of strokes scared you?

In my business, you gotta have an instinct for how hard to push.

This was not a lady you push at all.

I took her 125 grand.

Just go ask her.

What's this?

Did you know that underneath all that chrome, wooden leather, that expensive

was about 20 % plastic?

A whole lot of ABS.

Yeah, but what is it?

Oh, I don't know what that is. The bomb squad found it. They want it analyzed.

Well, Vin Parisa's story checks out. Florence paid him.

What about Ted's picture, any luck?

Nope. Even John Morgan's. Out to 5 ,000 hardware stores, not even in Neville.

We're going to go fax Florence's picture out there, too.

Seriously? Yep.

Hey, I think I got something here.

According to LexisNexis, Elizabeth filed papers in the Superior Court a month

ago alleging that Florence was incompetent and Charles and Wendy joined

action. Apparently all three of them are trying to gain control of everything

Florence owned. Poor woman.

Poor woman?

I mean, she can scare the pants off the likes of Vin Pariser.

Why not Florence?

Why not?

We're on it.

Oh, I knew what they were up to before those papers were even filed. How do you

think I felt?

Outraged. But you let them stay here?

Yes, I did.

And I served them dinner. And I never said a word.

That's how things are done in this family.

Don't look so surprised.

Disagreements about money come with the territory.

Well, this sounded like a lot more than a disagreement.

Oh, Elizabeth would have backed off the moment she got the first bill from her

lawyer. She was not only cold and manipulative, she was cheap.

Mrs. Hayes, this is your only child you're talking about who's dead.

Oh, come on, grow up.

Elizabeth was destroying her life with one ridiculous man after another.

Charles was gambling.

Wendy, who knows what.

I didn't have to lift a finger to stop them. The three of them were destroying

themselves. Yeah, but not necessarily before they got their hands on your

fortune.

Are you seriously accusing me of murder?

You people don't deserve to even talk to me after all I've done for you. The

parks, the museums, people like you have those things because I gave them to

you. You should be ashamed of yourself. Get out. Mrs. Hayes, I'm old.

My family's dead.

And now you're trying to destroy what's left of it with your conspiracy theories

about me, about Morgan, the only person I've ever loved.

And you love me.

This cold, heartless horror you're looking at.

Captain, can I talk to you for a second?

Sure. Okay.

So under Florence's will, Morgan inherits it all, and Jack gets nothing,

his family threw him out, and so Florence took him out of her will, too.

Well...

The thing that I find strange is that when I took Jack over to see her, she

seemed very happy to see him, and he hugged her, but, I don't know, it was

weird. And with Morgan under suspicion... Lawrence could turn on her,

out of the will, leaving the field wide open for someone like Jack, who's now

hanging around trying to get back in her good graces so he can have a shot at

that $80 million.

That's what I was thinking.

I mean, I know Jack's alibi checked out, but I don't know.

Speaking of the devil.

Hey.

I was wondering whether you needed me anymore or whether I could head back

No, as long as we have your contact information, you can go.

So you're leaving already?

A few hours with Nana is about my limit.

But...

I am leaving here a wiser man. I know now that without a doubt, my life is

worthless.

Yeah, I've been there.

She's a monster.

Truth is, I never really had a relationship with my grandmother.

I was terrified of her.

She hasn't changed.

I'm not six years old anymore.

I can walk away.

And I am.

Good.

Nice meeting you, Stacey Reynolds.

Yeah.

Next time I'm in town, can I call you?

Um... Yeah, yeah, you can call me.

All right.

Well? Jack may have some principles.

He's not hanging around.

Hey.

Come with me. I want to show you something.

Oh, no. Does that mean I have to get up?

Yeah, come on.

I got you.

All right.

Yes.

Come here.

You're quite dangerous when you do this.

Stay right here.

Now.

Ta -da.

You don't like it?

It's... Look, you got your two bunny rabbits over there.

This is beautiful.

This is incredible.

She likes it.

Like it. I love it. I want to move in here. This is absolutely amazing.

Mommy and baby live happily ever after.

Maybe once in a while she tells the kid about the guy who painted it.

You are and always will be a part of this baby's life. This is not about the

baby's life. This is about my life and your life.

Our life.

This arranger's not working for me, Jenny.

You know what, Hank? We've been over this before.

Okay, well, so let's go through it again.

I'm telling you, a baby is not a good enough reason for... I'm not talking

the baby. This is about you and me.

Listen to me.

No matter how these things start, no matter how great, how happy,

they always end the same way. Ah, I see.

So, that's what this is all about.

This is so typical of you.

The pessimist.

You gotta let that go.

Let it go.

Or you are going to marry me.

No. Yes, you are.

Maybe next week, maybe next month, but it's going to happen. You are going to

marry me, and you and I are going to be the two happiest people on Earth.

No, it's happening.

Well, Florence is absolutely convinced that Morgan is innocent. She says she's

just a good girl caught in a bad situation that only got worse after

threw Ted out.

It got so bad, in fact, that Morgan ran away. Morgan told Florence that she went

to her father looking for comfort, but as usual, he was drunk.

So she was back with Florence within a couple of days.

Did you talk to Ted?

Yeah, we did.

At first, he was confused. He had a few.

He said he didn't know what we were talking about, but then he suddenly

remembered and insisted Morgan was with him the whole time. A couple of bottles

of scotch a day.

Probably was confused.

He's lying, and so is Morgan. I'm looking at her cell phone records. I

know where she was.

Morgan's lying about a lot more than where she was.

Remember this, Captain?

It's polycarbonate plastic. It's not ABS like the rest of the car. It's an on

-off switch.

Well, it was an on -off switch before somebody flipped it and triggered the

bomb. Yeah, someone like Morgan.

So you found out Morgan stayed at my place a couple of days.

I didn't hide it from the neighbors.

I didn't hide it from anyone.

Morgan, is that you?

Wow, that was some performance yesterday.

I'm not an idiot.

I knew how it would look.

What was she doing up in Napa?

She had a fight with my mother.

I let her stay on the couch. That was it. You're lying again.

You know, Morgan, when I first came on to this case, I thought you were a

little, scared, vulnerable kid. You're right.

I'm scared out of my mind. Who only crossed the line out of love for her

Well, that theory's right out the window.

See, Morgan was gone for three hours.

Just enough time to get to your place and back.

You want a tight schedule.

She brought you that car?

You snapped that bomb right out of the hood? I was at Mahoney's bar.

You talked to the guy that I was with?

Yeah, twice. You went out for a smoke. You were only gone for a couple minutes.

See, they forgot to mention that at first.

They didn't understand that with little practice, that's all the time it would

take. And you had it down to a science.

We know. You started calling Jack a year ago, Morgan. We found your old cell

phone record.

He was the only one I could talk to.

Things between my father and mother were getting worse. We just talked. That's

all. I think you did a little more than talk.

Your loving mother was about to pack your suitcases. You weren't going to be

haze anymore, were you?

You had to make your move. No, you're wrong.

She was so happy the day I came back.

And you knew just who to go to for some help and exactly what to say to Jack to

get him to help you, right?

Must have been tough seeing Morgan in that condition.

Seeing what your mother had done to her must have stirred up a lot of nasty

feelings you thought were long gone.

That was her plan.

She played you, buddy.

And I thought I was the one with the great imagination.

No, you know, you're right.

Jacket is a really good story. My favorite part of the story is the part

the clerk over at the contractor's supply house in San Jose sells this

powder to some guy.

Same kind of blasting powder they used in the bomb.

And the reason...

That he remembers this guy because he's wearing some old faded t -shirt. It has

a picture of Demon Mask on the front of it, holding a knife.

Recognize that?

Got it out of your laundry bag.

Miss Morton?

Don't you have anything to say?

That was your mother.

You grew up with Charles and Wendy. That was your family.

Family?

You've got to be kidding.

They taught me everything I know.

Jack must have taken the car keys while I was asleep.

That's how it happened. He had a copy made.

That's right. She's right.

That's exactly what he did. She's innocent.

No, Mrs. Hayes, she's not. That's absolutely what happened.

She threw the twitch.

It was mounted under the dash.

You see, that's why she ran ahead to the car.

She was setting the bomb.

And then she let your daughter and your grandchildren get in and die.

No.

Recognize that, Morgan?

Of course you do.

You switched it on just before you left the car and went back in the house,

didn't you?

I want a lawyer.

Good work.

I still don't know what's going on here.

Well, hello to you, too.

You're married to a cop. Do you decide not to tell me this?

Take it easy, Nate. It's not like you two work together.

People know Ket. Those same people know me.

And I'm sure you handled it.

You should have told me.

You didn't want to know.

All right. You know what?

Stop playing games here.

I don't know anything about you.

You don't about me. That's the name of the game.

Get off it, Nate.

What? Do you want to get caught? Is that it? That is the last thing that I want

to happen.

What I want is to touch you and kiss you and a lot of

other things that I'd rather do than talk about.

Come on.

Take your clothes off.

Or am I going to have to do it for you?

You know you want me and you know you're not going anywhere.

Hmm?

Hey, Jen. I like this guy.

Okay, great. New best friend.

Good. Feels the same way as I do about the Angie stuff.

Okay, wonderful.

Great. Now go home.

One thing. The best.

Go ahead, Hank. We both love you, Jenny. Oh, my God. Please. Okay, you know

what? You must go home. You don't even know what you're saying. Oh, yeah, no, I

do. I know what I'm saying. I know exactly what I'm saying. I love you.

love you.

I really love you. I know just what I'm saying. Okay, go now. I love you.