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conniving, cowardly. You go, girl. I
mean, it's not a bad joke.

How long did I date Roger?

Oh, six months.

Seven and a half.

Then he dumped me for some trashy
secretary he met, what, like three weeks

Gummy, cheating, deceitful, conniving.

He said that already.

But it sounded good. Say it again.

Gummy, cheating, deceitful, conniving.

Come on, Gwen. How stupid am I?

Come on, come on. No, no, no. Don't
start with that again. No, seriously.

Why am I always the one getting dumped?

Roger, before that, Taylor, before that,
Peter, Taylor the first time. Hey, men

are pigs.

Don't blame yourself for their
pigliness.

They're pigish men.

And I'm always totally surprised.

Every time. What is wrong with me?

Charlie. You need two things. Yeah,
what's that?

Well, first you need a total serious
attitude adjustment, a whole new

Change your head, and you change your
life.

Change my head? Then what?

Well, then you need a quart of Haagen
-Dazs chocolate ice cream.

All in my head.

That's right.

All in your head. Just think positive,
and I can do anything.

Yep. Visualize, verbalize, vitalize.

Goodbye to the old me.

Hello. Oh, this is stupid.

Oh, come on now.

All right, all right. New me, new
attitude.

That's right.

Watch out, honey.

Don't dream it, be it. Let me have it. I
fixed me on the inside. Come on, bring

it home. And good things will just fall
into my lap.

Big bump.

What? I'm sorry?

I say big bump. On the head. Big bump.

Oh! Oh, big bump.

On the head.

Very big.

Yeah. Uh, is he gonna be all right?

Multiple contusion, hairline fracture of
the scalp.

Physically, your friend will be fine.

Oh, he's not my... I mean, we just met.

Physically?

Oh, here he come. Perhaps you try.

Are you a nurse?

Oh, no, no.

I actually, I'm the, I found you. Or
rather, you found me.

Really? That's nice. Was I lost?

Oh, I'm Charlotte St. John.

Hello, Charlotte St. John, finder of
lost men.

I'm...

I don't know my name.

I don't get it, Doctor. He can still
speak.

Ah, but not all memories start in the
same region of the brain.

If he were injured elsewhere, he might
have remembered his life experiences,

completely lost his ability to talk.

The brain is still quite a mystery,
truth be told.

In fact, there was one time, this case,
at the University of Punjabi, where

there was this code... Excuse me,
Doctor, but... How much memory is he

lost? Well, based on the cerebral
angiography, the TBI seems to have

stateful retrograde dissociative
amnesia.

Sorry.

With the exception of some early
childhood memories.

All of it.

But most amnesiacs regain some, if not
all, of their memory.

Eventually. Wow.

I know it sucks.

Is... Is his family coming to get him?

Now, that is the real bummer. He's got
no ID, no business cards, no driver's

license, so we have no one to call.

Police even ran his fingerprints.

Nada. He's a real nowhere man.

So, what happens to him?

We release him. What else?

The police can check missing persons,
maybe.

Social services will give him a list of
hostels, but he's got no money. We're a

hospital, not a hotel.

Hi, Charlotte St. John.

He'll join the homeless population with
the deranged and the addicts.

Unless you've got a better idea.

I don't know about this.

What's to know?

You need a place to stay. I've got a
spare room.

Yeah, but you've done so much already.

Please, I haven't done anything.

Besides, just for a few days until we
sort you out, okay?

Okay.

Oh.

I'm sorry.

Here,

why don't you put your hand on my
shoulder?

Okay. Okay.

Oh, wait.

Right. Oh, okay.

That's it.

Yeah.

Sorry about that.

Bathroom's there.

Kitchen's right through there.

I'm going to go to the market, pick up a
few things.

Toothbrush, shaving cream, toothpaste.

Any particular brand you like?

Not that I can think of.

Nice house.

Room for a whole family.

Yeah, I grew up here.

Inherited it from my parents.

Should probably get rid of it. The
mortgage is killing me, but just can't

to let go, I guess.

Anyway...

Television remote.

Telephone's right there.

I'll be back before six. In the
meantime, you just rest. Oh,

I need to take two of these pills with
water before three. Do you think you can

remember that, stranger?

Yeah, I think so.

Hey, you can't keep calling me stranger,
you know.

Well, I guess we're going to have to
find a name for you.

Why are you doing this?

I'm hoping that you'll turn out to be a
billionaire prince and reward me with my

very own castle in Spain.

Done. If I'm a billionaire prince, it's
yours.

Thank you, Charlotte St. John.

You're welcome, Your Highness.

All right, so just let me get this
straight. You invited him right into

house? They fingerprinted him and he's
clean.

Besides, they were going to kick him out
into the street.

Charlotte, what were you thinking about?
A total stranger, a complete unknown.

You're the one that told me to change my
life. What happened to good things

falling into my lap? Yes, but not for a
serial killer in your own house. Not a

serial killer.

You don't know that. Shh.

Charlotte, you don't know that. You
listen to me. You've got to get rid of

man tonight.

Shh. Charlotte.

Hi. The place, it looks amazing.

I just felt it was the least I could do.
I mean, you've been so great.

Gwen, this is the man I was telling you
about.

Strange man, this is my friend Gwen. Hi.

Pleased to meet me.

You.

Pleased to meet you, too.

Are you staying for dinner? No, I got a
date.

Oh, too bad.

Oh, Charlotte, I borrowed a T -shirt. I
hope that's okay. I think mine got

ripped. Oh, sure.

No problem.

Oh, here. Let me take those.

Oh, no, no. You're still recovering.

Oh, no. You've got to work it to get
stronger, right?

If you let that man out of this house,
I'll kill you.

How about this one?

Your uncle?

Don't I wish.

That Bill Gates.

Computer gazillionaire.

What about him?

George W.

Totally clueless.

Okay.

Okay, you gotta get this one.

Did she win something?

That's Oprah Winfrey, the greatest
living voice of modern women.

I will brainwash you until she becomes
the most important person in your life.

Impossible, because you're the most
important person in my life.

It doesn't count.

I'm the only person in your life.

You are my creation. I will mold you
into the perfect...

Oh, my God.

What?

Oh. You're bleeding.

Ow. Oh, sorry.

Does that hurt?

No, no, not really.

My dad always wanted me to go to medical
school, but I really hate the sight of

blood.

So you went to law school on the day?

Well, my father was a lawyer.

I always thought it would be kind of
neat to work with him.

Well, you have a promising career in
nursing, I can tell you that.

You think so?

Absolutely.

Thanks again.

Hey, that castle in Spain better come
with a pool.

There.

What about your pictures?

Me? Yeah. Oh, you mean pictures from my
life? Sure.

That's my grandfather and Nan -Nan.

And those little guys are my cousins.

They're triplets. Wow, you're so lucky.
Everybody's so beautiful. Look at those

smiles. And those are real smiles.
There's not a fake smile there.

Who's that?

That's my mom.

She died when I was six.

Oh, I'm sorry.

It's all right.

I don't really remember her.

Yeah, but six, that's so sad.

Maybe we're lucky to forget things
sometimes.

What do you remember about her?

Really not all that much.

Speaking of pictures, we've got to go
find your life. Am I right?

All right. No fake smiles.

Excuse me.

Is this the police station?

No, this is City Hall. The police
station's on the second floor. Well, it

to come here if you know this man.

Yeah? Who's that?

Him. Oh, yeah.

Excuse me, do you know this man?

No, not at all, but he saved my life.

Scared? I was scared out of my mind.

I think I'm still scared now.

Ladies and gentlemen, we have a true
hero in our midst.

Gallant and unselfish.

This young man represents the values
that this community needs.

And that this administration stands for.

Proud of you, son.

Is there anything you'd like to say to
your rescuer, Ms. Truman?

Just, I guess, thank you.

Thank you for risking your life to save
mine and my baby's.

You're more than a hero. You're like
your picture.

You're an angel.

The archangel Gabriel dropped from the
sky to save me.

Before we wrap this up, I have a little
something for... Gabriel.

For Gabriel here.

This is a Medal of Valor presented by
the city with the date of your heroic

rescue.

And this is a check for $1 ,000.

Mayor, I am beyond flattered by this
gesture.

I am truly grateful that Ms.

Truman hears life is safe, but I'm
afraid I might decline that.

I have no recollection of that night or
any of these events and feel like it

would be wrong to take credit for
something I don't feel I did.

I'm sure the mayor here can find a
worthy charity, maybe...

Help Miss Truman get some baby clothes
or get her car

Well,

if you turn down CNN and Dateline, what
makes you think he'll do your show?

Okay. Right.

Bye -bye.

Gabriel, you gotta hear this one.

This guy says that he'll fly you out
first class to Los Angeles.

Put you up at the Four Seasons, give you
$10 ,000 in expenses just for...

What's wrong?

Are you in pain?

No. Nothing.

What is it?

I can't... You can't what?

I can't remember anything.

I mean, it's like a freak show and I'm
the spectacle.

Honey.

The other night when I said, maybe it's
better to forget.

Wrong.

Wrong! Cut that out.

Where's the guy who loves family and
triplet cousins and real smiles?

Think of what you've done.

You have saved a woman's life.

I don't think of you as empty or lost or
broken.

I think of you as pure, as whole.

You are the perfect stranger.

Oh, yes, we did.

Get out of here.

Sister, I am already gone.

God, when you make a change, you really
make a change.

He is, like, perfect.

It's like all those obnoxious man
qualities that men pick up over the

just wiped out along with his memory.
He's like a man the way men should be,

God were a woman.

Oh, you mean she isn't?

I gotta go.

Gabriel has an appointment, and I'm
thinking about meeting him for lunch.

Hello. May I help you?

Are you Charlotte John?

The one who found the man with the head
injury?

I'm Charlotte St. John.

Who are you?

I'm Jillian Mathers.

And that's no -call Gabriel?

He's mine.

I'm here to collect my husband.

Hello, Gabriel.

You really did think you had it. You
keep working on it. I'll see you later,

okay? See you guys.

Hi.

That's her with the cell phone.

What's she like?

Geez, I'm asking you what my wife is
like.

She's beautiful.

We really didn't talk much.

Do you have any idea how weird this is?

Look, it's all good, right?

Maybe it'll still trigger her memory.

Come on, you married her once. I'm sure
she's great.

Yeah, but what about us?

Come on, Gabriel.

Let's go meet your wife.

Gotta go.

Oh. Jay.

Oh.

Oh, my God.

I was so surprised when I saw your
picture in the paper. I mean, what mess

you gotten yourself into this time? You
know, he goes away for two weeks on

assignment, and next thing I know, look.

What happened? I mean, can you really
not remember anything?

Officer, I'm out this way, okay?

My doll looked like taking a poop, and I
looked down, and there.

Well, of course, we have lots more
albums at home. I just happened to have

one in the car.

Oh, there's our wedding.

You know, I think your mother showed a
great deal of courage wearing that

Good for her.

Oh, and that was your cousin. What's his
name?

Quite the character, yes. Be grateful
you've forgotten that toast.

Is this at all helpful?

Is anything coming back?

No, it's like looking at someone else's
life.

Don't worry, he'll come.

Will you be a dear and run off and get
us some coffee?

No, I got some right here.

Oh, goody.

So, Jillian, what was Gabe, I mean, Jay,
what was he like, you know, before?

Well, he wrote for an internet magazine,
a travel publication, so he was on the

road a lot.

I mean, it doesn't pay very well, but...

Mercifully, the bulk of Daddy's estate
was left to me and not wifey number

three. No, I mean, what was he like as a
person?

Like, how did you meet?

In Acapulco.

At a bar.

And we're very, very happy.

A little cream?

Now, these are lovely

offices you have here, Charlotte.

I take it this is the site of your
renowned meeting?

What? What kind of law do you practice?

Oh, real estate, land use, a little bit
of family law.

These were my dad's offices, and we were
going to... Well, my father died when I

was in law school, so we never got
whatever.

Anyway, point is, he believed in serving
the community as a general

practitioner. You know, sort of like a
family doctor for law.

You know, a little bit of everything.

You know, full service.

So that's what I do.

That's great, Charlotte.

Well, I don't know.

It is a struggle, you know, running your
own business.

Well, anything worthwhile is, right?

But no, you're keeping the family
tradition alive. That's great. I bet

would be very proud.

Yeah. What would he like, your dad?

Oh, he was a real tiger.

Really? Yeah. Or maybe it's a struggle
because you're not a very good lawyer.

Whoa. Hey, now, just a minute. You know,
all right, enough of this.

I have a phoner lined up with Anderson
Cooper's producer, and we have wasted

enough time with this small -town lawyer
on a Florence Nightingale trip. Excuse

me, this woman went out of her way to
help a complete stranger and has not

for one thing in return, and I refuse to
have you or anyone else speak to her

that way. Please, you have to... You
know, Jay, the sooner you scrape this

off the bottom of your shoes, we can get
back to our life. A life we were very

happy with, thank you very much. The
sooner things can get back to normal.

maybe I'm not ready to have things
get...

back to normal please gabriel jay jay
his name is jay you twit how dare you

her a twit your name is you have any
idea what this woman has done i know

gone out of her way to help me hello you
have any sympathy for what she's been

through all she's done is try to take
care of me okay yes yes of course i'll

right there all you do is treat her
william crawford foxborough pretty fancy

name for a common thug Petty theft,
shoplifting, possession, pickpocketing,

breaking and entering, and apparently
most recently, mugging and assault with

deadly weapon.

Oh, is this really necessary?

Gabriel was there, so it's better with
the dead guy.

Ladies and gents, Mr.

Foxborough.

My first dead body.

Oh, you never forget your first.

So, uh, did the face ring any bells, as
they say?

No, nothing.

Well, why don't you just try not
thinking about it?

You know, just try absorbing it with
your feelings, see if anything comes up.

Any images at all?

That's him.

That's the man who tried to kill me.

Mr. Gabriel, I just want you to know
that the police will not be pressing

charges. It's an act of self -defense.

Well then, looks like you've got your
positive ID, so I guess my job's done

here.

I almost had a heart attack.

Your turn.

This.

Must have been a beautiful ceremony.
Look how happy I am.

And Jillian.

So traditional. The vows, cake, tuxes.

All the joy of a new beginning.

I don't care.

I mean, not at all.

It's not just that those emotions seem
to belong to someone else. It's that

I have feelings of my own.

Real feelings that belong to me.

These last few days, Charlotte, I've
felt things between us

that I don't want to lose. Don't,
Gabriel. Stop.

I'd be lying if I said I didn't feel
things, too. Believe me.

But that woman in there, that smart,
beautiful, uptight, scared, snooty,

insecure, caring woman, I've got a past
with her and a

future.

I won't come between a husband and his
wife.

Let's just say our goodbyes now then.

Gabriel.

I'm Charlotte St. Charles. Yeah, hi.

Is that your wife?

Uh, yes.

Why?

Hey!

Why? Because you're already married to
me. That's why.

You bastard.

Hey, John. Hey, John.

Charlotte, a few words.

Any comments? No comments.

Hello?

Hi, Charlotte.

I need to see you.

Gabriel? Yeah, I want to talk to you.

Charlotte?

Charlotte? I have nothing to say to you.

the phone lines are jammed, two TV crews
in the lobby, some women's group

protesting in my private facilities.

Just tell me that there's a way out of
this.

I pledge to uphold constitution, pursue
the truth, and serve the interests of

justice. That's my district attorney's
oath of office. Anybody else's?

Listen, Eva, I've had my damn picture
taken with that kid.

I gave him an award.

I stood there smiling like a kid in a
candy store.

Eva, I want you to tell me that this
thing is going to go away.

No, Mayor. You need to blow it up.

Listen, this case isn't just about
bigamy. We can nail this guy on tax

real estate fraud, maybe even
conspiracy. He's going down.

Furthermore, people hate bigamists.

Hate them.

Women hate them because they represent
the lowest facet of the male

But men hate them, too.

You know why?

Because you're jealous of them.

This guy had his cake and ate it, too.

Now, it's true, the media's all over
this one. But that's good news.

Because you, Mayor, you are going to be
the hero who brings down this guilty,

vulgar bigamist in the eyes of this
county's 90 ,000 voters.

Okay, Eva.

What's the plan?

No good, stinking, conniving, low -life,
degenerate, fraudulent... There is

no such thing as the human race. There's
the male race and the female race.

Because you and I have more in common
with some Aztec tribeswoman from the

jungles of Mexico than we do with our
own brothers.

They're just a totally different
species.

Yeah, you got that right.

Too much ice cream.

No, that's not the ice cream.

I know.

I really thought that this time... I
know.

What the hell is that?

Oh, it's some producer from today's
show. He's relentless.

God.

It's him.

Matt Lauer?

Hey, Charlotte.

How you doing?

Me? I've had better weeks.

Yeah, I know.

Hey, listen, Charlotte, will you open
the door?

There's something I want to tell you.

I'm not really interested in whatever
you have to say to me.

Charlotte! Come on!

Charlotte?

Charlotte, I just want to talk to you
for a second.

Come down and put your hands on your
head.

Come on, Charlotte, please. Just open
the door for a minute.

Turn around.

You down and put your hands on your
head.

Charlotte!

Anything you say can will be used
against you for the law. You have the

an attorney. I'm sorry.

One will be appointed to you.

Sorry for bringing all this into your
life.

I know you don't deserve it.

Charlotte, I know you don't deserve it.

That's all I wanted to say, Charlotte.

That's all I wanted to say. Over here.
Hey, Jay, over here. Can I get you a

picture? Over here.

Your lawyer's here.

I don't have one.

Last guy who said he was my lawyer
turned out to be some Hollywood agent.

I'm not your lawyer, by the way.

It was the only way to get in.

Yeah, so why are you here?

I don't know.

Curiosity?

Closure? It doesn't matter.

I don't need a lawyer anyway.

Yeah, why not?

Because I'm guilty.

What's the point?

Guilty. Yeah, yeah, guilty.

I mean, you saw those women. You saw the
evidence.

I'm a bigamist.

Yeah, you are.

Yeah, and I deserve everything that's
coming. I mean, I am scum. I mean, what

kind of jerk treats people like that?

I don't know.

What kind of jerk?

Well, apparently me.

I mean, this Jay Miller, this guy, he is
a horse's ass. I mean, he is a coward

and a criminal.

But he's inside me somewhere.

There's no denying it.

Are you hurt?

It's nothing Jay Miller didn't have
coming.

Who is Jay Miller?

He's a guy that ruined my life.

He's the man I hate for what he did to
you.

To us.

Now, I'll be happy to see him go to
prison.

Who is Gabriel?

His latest victim.

Just face it, Charlotte.

I was a bad man.

People don't change, do they?

Well, Gabriel didn't take credit for
saving a woman's life.

I mean, how could I?

It wasn't me. Not inside.

So why should Gabriel take credit for
Jay Miller's crimes?

Before this arraignment gets underway,
let me be perfectly clear.

I will stand for no shenanigans in this
courtroom, no grandstanding, no

showboating, and no media interference.

If I suspect that anyone is playing to
the cameras, then I will throw you and

every other so -called journalist out of
this court. Is that clear?

Is that clear?

Good.

In the matter of the state of Illinois
versus Jay Miller, charged with one

of bigamy.

six counts of tax evasion, four counts
of real estate fraud, and one count of

conspiracy to defraud the government?

How do you plead?

Your Honor, we intend to prove that this
man is not Jay Miller.

It may sound repetitious, me thanking
you all the time, but I just want to

you again for bailing me out.

You're welcome.

Don't skip town on me, okay?

Seriously, Charlotte.

I can't pay you.

Not now, at least. And I'll be taking
time away from clients that actually

pay. Gabriel, listen.

I'm doing this for you, but I'm also
doing it for me.

Okay?

You graduated from Dartmouth with
honors.

Impressive. Second lead in the school
play one term, Theta Delta fraternity,

rowing and boxing.

Mucho macho.

What was my major?

Um, art history.

So much for the macho theory.

Oh yeah, what was your major?

Women's studies.

Biochemistry. That's right. Dad wanted
medical school.

I guess my recent memory sucks, too.

So, we married wife number one, the ever
-charming Alicia, right out of college.

She was a local girl.

Oh, isn't that romantic? The frat boy
and his townie girlfriend.

Well, maybe it was true love.

Yeah. So you take a job with a travel
magazine in Detroit, work your way up

coffee boy to reporter.

And four years ago, you joined
Planestranger .com, some online travel

located in Chicago.

Where was wife number one?

Still nesting in Michigan.

Then you meet Jillian in Acapulco six
months later, and bam, you're married

again. Somehow you managed to keep them
both on the hook.

I just can't believe what a jerk I was.

Hey, none of that.

The not guilty applies to you, too.

Okay, Counselor. Now, the bigamy charge
is the key, the predicative crime,

meaning all other charges hinge on it.

So we've got to understand the life of
Jay Miller thoroughly.

Can't let them surprise us.

Next, we'll need an expert witness or
two of our own, though experts in what I

haven't a clue of yet.

We'll look for anything even resembling
a legal precedent, and then we'll beat

the bushes for character witnesses, and
then... Then?

Then we hope for a miracle.

You're amazing.

I mean, you are really incredible. It's
like you're on fire.

No, I'm sure that you could use any...

Wait, wait, Gabriel, wait.

Wait, wait, listen. What, did I hurt
you? No, no, no, it's not that. What is

Listen. Are you okay? Yeah, I'm fine.
Listen, this trial is about personal

integrity, and I take that very
seriously.

And I'm your lawyer, and... Oh, okay, I
get it. No sleeping with the client,

right? Well, yeah, that's it. No, that's
not it. Hey, hey, it's okay. It's okay.

I understand.

Besides... You're a married man.

Yeah, well, call it a hunch, but I need
divorce in my near future.

Yeah, well, your wife's your idiot.

I think you're a real keeper.

Really? I think you're a real keeper,
too, Charlotte St. John.

No. Oh, boy.

This is going to be a lot harder than I
thought.

Yeah, well, let's just hope it's a short
trial.

You know, as long as we're staying
together, they are going to gossip.

Yeah, but we'll know.

Excuse me, I'm looking for...

He had no idea what was going on.

No clue. Okay, that's a load. That's a
big load, Dave. Okay, look, we knew he

was married, and everybody knew Jay had
something going on inside.

Not that he was married to two chickens.
You know,

I figured he was double -dipping with
some married Betty.

You never thought to question him?

Question him?

Dude, one day a couple months ago, they
both show up in our lobby at the same

time. I totally covered for him with one
so he could bail on the other.

I mean, that's what friends are for.

You know what I'm saying?

And clearly, what a good friend you are.

More power to you, Dave.

I was going to say, John, wait.

Something else about Jay.

Let me guess. He was also stripping the
Betty in accounting with big boobs. No,

no, you don't understand.

I mean, Jay really tried, you know. He
called them both constantly. He never

forgot a birthday, an anniversary.

And he bought them gifts.

Really thoughtful gifts.

We didn't know he was a bigot.

God's honest truth.

I think that he truly loved them both.

Hi, this is Charlotte St. John. If this
is the correct number for Mina Truman,

can you please call me back? It is very
important.

Okay, thank you. Bye.

Hey, what's wrong? Are you okay?

No, I'm fine. I'm fine.

What are you watching?

Oh, it's this movie about that woman.
She's the aunt of that kid, and his

dies. Give me a break. Talk about corny
drivel.

Did you ever cheat on your husband?

What? I object to that line of
questioning now, and I'll object to it

Well, good for you, but this is a
deposition. She's obligated to answer my

question. He's the one going to trial.

No.

So, knowing you're under oath, if I
found someone who said that you did,

be lying.

Yes, bitch.

I'll ignore that.

Did you love your husband?

Yeah. Did you satisfy your husband
sexually?

Hell yeah.

But from what I hear, you're the one
toasting his muffin nails, gank. Sit

Alicia. No, you know what? You're a
disgrace. He broke my heart, and he

the law. I mean, death isn't good enough
for that dirtbag. That's it. Sit down.

Charming.

It's just shocking to imagine that
somehow Jay was unhappily married to

Yep.

All I need is another 30 days.

I can pay half now.

Okay, I promise.

Okay, bye -bye.

Gabriel must be an angel because he
couldn't possibly love you for your

How's abstinence?

Killing me.

It's kind of great because for once I
don't feel like I'm a card leaning

the wall for support.

Okay, whatever.

When can I see him with his shirt off?
Hey, get this.

I think I finally figured out how he did
it.

Jay Miller's office was located in the
same city as wife number two. Then he

would go traveling for his job. Only he
would always connect his business trips

to a weekend.

And that way he could see wife number
one every other weekend while wife

two thought that he was still traveling.

Say what you will, but this Jay Miller
was one organized SOB.

Speak of the fallen angel.

Hey, guys. Hey, yourself. Where have you
been?

Volunteering at the hospital, children's
ward.

That's the only place they don't seem to
mind my sordid past.

I thought you might be here, Gwen.

Soy, chai, tea, latte, one sugar, right?

Right. There you go.

Yep. I just wanted to see if you were
real.

I gotta go.

If Mina Tremont called, page me, okay?
Okay.

So, who's your favorite host on The
View?

You. You live just a few hours away from
Alicia, but the first time you saw her

was in my office.

We travel in different circles, dear.

Didn't you think it was strange that you
only saw your husband once a week every

month?

I admired his work ethic.

Now, just a few days ago, you said that
you loved your husband, and now you hate

him. How is that possible?

How can the man of your dreams become
the man of your nightmares in an

Here we go. That man, that pig, he is
not some plaything that you discovered.

You are defending a subhuman who
humiliated me on national television.

Can you please instruct your client? I
will have my revenge, in court or out,

and it will be complete.

Well, that about wraps it up for me. You
have no idea who you're dealing with,

you warped little tramp.

No idea.

Helen, it's not safe. I don't think you
should be alone.

Just a few dents, I'll be fine.

A few dents? Are you kidding me? If
she's done that, who knows what she's

capable of? I think she should be
arrested.

Well, I have a much better idea.

There's an old expression in this
country, something about a person, even

being innocent until proven guilty.

I hope that certain people remember that
before they decide to assault my

client's car again. What happened?

What do you mean, certain people? Who
did this? Who did this?

Well, I'm not saying, but there's
another old expression about hell having

fury like a woman's scorn.

Are you saying it's a white lie? No
one's going to feel sorry for a lawyer.

a white lie. Sue me.

Curious eyes from around the country
have turned to this small courthouse

two hours north of Chicago for the first
day of Jay Miller's trial.

But is the accused bigamist the changed
man, beast, angel, or demon? That's for

a jury of his peers to determine.

We even wrote our own vows.

There's just one moon up in the sky.

Me for you until I die.

There's just one sun up above.

You for me, my one true love.

Objection. Since my client has no memory
of this, how do we know she's not just

making it up?

Is this your diary, Alicia?

Yes.

I've kept it for years.

I rewrote our vows on every anniversary.

People's Exhibit 1A, Your Honor.

Your copy.

Mrs. Miller, how do you feel about your
husband now?

Well, when I first found out, I was
angry. I even started to rip up my

I mean, I'm sorry he hurt his head and
all, but... He saved a woman's life.

Don't you think his heroism deserves a
little consideration here?

Objection. She's not a legal expert.

I'm going to allow it.

Jay, a hero.

For three years, he lived a lie.

For three years, he shared his bed with
another woman. He held her and he kissed

her and he lied to her.

For three years, he took all that was
sacred to me and to all of us who

in love and treated it like dirt.

You're a woman.

You tell me.

How does one night, not even one night,
how does five minutes make up for three

years of betrayal?

No further questions, Your Honor.

You may step down, Miss.

So you had no idea that your husband was
cheating, let alone married.

Smart woman like you?

In retrospect, all the signs were there.

The travel, the credit card receipts,
the phone calls in the middle of the

night.

But I confess that I loved him.

And love is blind.

And what did you do when you found out
that your husband was already married?

I called the police, I called my
lawyers, and I changed my bank accounts.

In that order. Not a woman to be messed
with, are you? No, I don't suppose I am.

You've even spoken of revenge.

Miss St. John, I don't believe in
whining or pity or victimization.

I'm not going to sit idly by while the
rights of women are trampled.

And furthermore, bigamy is a crime,
plain and simple, and I believe that

criminals belong in jail.

No further questions.

Hi, it's Charlotte St. John again. Mina,
please return my phone call.

555 -3846.

I thought you were great today, by the
way.

Did we learn anything?

Yes, you're a terrible poet.

What do you say we skip to the dessert,
head to the couch, and see what's on

Lifetime? Are you kidding me? I've got
tons of work to do.

So I was reading this article today, and
it dawned on me that there were two

presidents named George Bush.

So I'm thinking, we should only elect
presidents named George Bush.

Easier for high school students to
remember.

Bonus for amnesiacs. Gabriel, this is
really not the time for jokes, okay? We

got our asses handed to us today.

And you are looking at real jail time.
Don't you get it?

Just thought it'd be helpful to lighten
the mood a little. Well, it's not

helpful. It's annoying.

Hey, where are you going?

Mina Truman?

It's Charlotte St. John. Can you please
let me in?

I can't talk right now.

I'll call you tomorrow, I promise.

That's not good enough, Mina.

Please, let me in.

No! Don't you see? I can't. Mina, the
man who saved your life is...

It's

the wives.

They threatened you, didn't they?

Mina, is it the wives?

I can't help you.

If you just... Charlotte?

Mina!

Oh my god.

Are you okay?

My water broke.

I gotta have a baby.

Just keep breathing.

Almost there.

Almost there.

I'm on it.

Okay, we're just going to set you down
right here.

There you go. You okay?

Yeah. Okay.

Nurse, this pregnant woman is about...
Oh, Mina.

Mina Truman.

Insurance?

None. No insurance.

This is a private medical facility, ma
'am.

There's a county hospital 12 miles down
Route 22.

Listen,

Nurse Ratched.

The Emergency Medical Treatment and
Active Labor Act clearly states that no

private hospital may refuse a patient in
urgent need without a full triage

evaluation.

So, either you get off your lazy ass and
admit this woman, or I will find a four

-letter word for lawsuit.

Got it? Or do you need another clue?

Yes. Okay. Right away, sir. Ma 'am.

Orderly.

Dear Charlotte, sorry.

When this is all over, you and I will
walk together on a beach like this and

forget any of it ever happened.

Till then, remember that I love you.

Gabriel.

What did you do as Director of
Psychological Profiling? I applied the

I had developed with the FBI to profile
male sexual offenders.

Don't sweat this guy.

Shrinks are notoriously bland and
confusing.

Some people believe that bigamists love
women, really and truly love them. That

their boundless affection cannot be held
by a single partner.

Let me assure you that nothing could be
further from the truth.

Bigamists are manipulative, conniving,
self -centered narcissists with little

no capacity for real love.

They're not great lovers, they're
sociopaths.

Thank you, Doctor.

You're a witness.

Doctor, who is Edith Balka?

She was a patient of mine.

And you were treating her for...
Objection. Doctor -patient relationships

confidential and legally protected.

I'll rephrase.

You testified in open court in her
defense.

Shall I show you the transcript, or
would you care to synopsize?

She came to me because she knew someone
who was committing sexual assaults. A

Mr. Fillmore Gillespie.

But Edith wasn't just some concerned
citizen or nosy neighbor.

She was implicated, wasn't she? She knew
the assailant, but she couldn't stop

him, so she came to me for help. But
Edith was completely innocent.

But why would the police implicate her?

Edith Bolker and Philmore Gillespie were
split personalities in the same body.

Ah. And yet Edith Bolker, who inhabited
the same body as Philmore Gillespie, was

completely innocent.

Hmm. No further questions.

Doctor, what was the verdict in that
case?

Guilty. He...

They all went to prison.

Thank you, Doctor.

Your Honor, the state rests.

Court is adjourned until tomorrow at 10
a .m. All set.

Don't stop smiling, but you should know
we're grasping at straws here.

Where are you going now?

Got a strategy.

Are you kidding? He's gorgeous.

Most newborns are ugly, but he, he is a
fox.

His dad's a hottie, too.

Where's his dad?

Who knows?

He was married, promised to leave his
wife.

You think my baby's going to grow up to
be just like Dad?

I think with the right love from a
strong mom, he has the best chance of

into a fine and noble man.

Have you picked out a name yet? I'm
thinking about naming him Gabriel.

Oh, that's sweet.

I need for you to testify for the real
Gabriel, Mina.

He saved your life.

Don't you think you at least own?

I have a baby to think about.

We can't run from bullies, Mina.

You want your little one to know that,
don't you?

We have to stand up and be strong.

Right?

Defense calls Dr. Abu Bajaria.

So the loss of memory was caused not
only by the trauma to the cerebral

but also by the subsequent hematoma.
Leaving his memory... Basically gone.

Speech, a few childhood memories,
they're intact.

But his life experiences, wiped out.

Now how would that affect a person's
personality?

Well, how much a person's character is
determined at birth or by his

is still a matter of some debate.

But effectively, this injury seems to
have wiped away his personality

completely.

Hmm. Wiped away his personality
completely.

Thank you, doctor.

No further questions.

Doctor, did the injury change Jay
Miller's DNA?

No. Did it make him taller or shorter or
change the color of his eyes or hair?

No, of course not.

So medically speaking, that man sitting
there is physiologically the same man

who married two women. Am I right?

Objection. He's not a legal...
Overruled.

Yes, physiologically, it's still the
same man.

Thank you, Doctor.

No further questions.

Professor, tell us the significance of
Studnicki v. Texas.

Objection. A Texas ruling is irrelevant
in this state, Your Honor.

Sustained. Keep your references to this
state, Counselor.

All right, Professor. Can you tell us
the significance of Brown v. Demos?

Objection. Brown v. Demas was reversed
in the state Supreme Court. I know.

That's my point. I'm trying to
procedure, Your Honor.

Save your academic references for the
appeals court.

But I've flown Professor Wilson out here
at great expense, mind you, because his

testimony has direct bearing on my
client's case.

Next witness.

You want an appeal. This ruling is
grounds for an appeal. Your language is

grounds for contempt of court.

Next witness.

Not available until tomorrow.

Court is in recess until then.

Hey, Counselor. Care to chat about a
plea bargain?

Not a chance to. Not a chance.

No, it's not.

Get up.

Gabriel, wake up. Get up. Wake up. It's
okay.

It's okay. It's okay.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

That guy, the guy with the tattoo was
following me.

It's okay. It's okay. It's just a dream.

No, no, no, no. It was more than a
dream.

It's a really good sign.

What do you remember?

You were on the bluffs, right?

Yeah. No, no, no. That's the funny part.
I was, I was, it was daytime.

And I had seen that guy somewhere before
the night on the bluffs. I'm sure of

it. Wait, are you sure?

Yeah.

Yeah, it was, it was, it was inside. And
it was an office, I think.

I confronted him.

And he just laughed at me.

Well, Gabe, this is huge.

I don't know what it means, but it means
something.

You think so?

Yeah. I'm so happy for you.

Wait,

wait, wait. What about our pack?

Just one night.

This is highly irregular.

This is a sham. She won't even say what
the continuance is for.

But I'm not asking for two months. I'm
only asking for two days.

Without any evidence to support this,
I'm inclined to deny your request.

Well, I certainly understand requests
like this would create a media event

TV reporters wanting to interview you,
exactly what you don't want. I

understand.

I said I'm inclined to deny your
request.

But since your case is going nowhere
anyway, Counselor, I'm willing to grant

What?

Two days.

Don't waste it. I won't, Your Honor. I
won't.

It's a myth, too, Dave.

So what's the theory again?

We start at the end, right?

Okay. I mean, if you know this guy with
the tattoo from before, then maybe your

meeting here wasn't just some random
mugging.

Yeah, well, maybe.

Well, let's go over what you do remember
again.

Well, I remember him in an office.

Close. Like, close to my face. So close
I could see the word Portsmouth

underneath the anchor tattoo that he
had. Big ugly tattoo.

I mean, I could smell his bad breath.

But, uh... That's it. I can't remember
anything else.

I'm sorry.

Don't be.

This is so frustrating.

Hey, every little step...

No. I can't remember this.

This isn't working either.

Keep it up. You never know.

Why do people keep diaries anyway?

Another pathetic attempt to cling on to
memories.

Journals, photos, yearbooks.

And then this idiot.

Besides to rip the pages out.

For what?

Like the memories are going to go away?

I wonder why she didn't just rip the
whole thing up.

I would have.

Gee, thanks.

Sorry.

Okay, help me out here.

You went to school in New Hampshire.

You met Alicia in New Hampshire.

Where's this guy's rap sheet?

Oh, come on, you big jerk. Give me
something.

This is stupid.

I'm getting out of here.

No, it isn't.

I think we're getting somewhere. No.

You're getting somewhere.

I'm going to jail.

Please, don't get all depressed on me.
It'll work out, I promise. Look, I sit

around all day playing housewife, and I
follow you around like a little puppy.

I'm completely useless.

Well, where are you going to go? The
hospital?

The hospital fired me.

I mean, how pathetic is that?

Fired as a volunteer.

Like I'm some sort of monster.

Gotcha.

Hey, Evan.

Hey. Thanks for meeting with me.

No prob. Anything to help out Jay?

Listen, your pal Dave mentioned an
encounter between the two wives a few

back. Yeah, I swear, the first time I
heard anything... Relax, I just want to

see it.

You... You do keep the security tapes,
right?

Uh, yeah, but I mean, I don't know when
it took place, and, uh, well, Dave's on

his honeymoon.

I have a pretty good idea it happened...
His honeymoon?

Yeah.

Huh.

Um, I suspect that we'll find our girls
the first week of April.

Okay, I'll go get the tapes.

Thanks.

More power to you, Dave.

Surprise.

Jeez.

Roger, what are you doing here?

What?

I missed you.

Oh, spare me.

Look, I'm kind of busy, so why don't you
just shuffle off?

No, seriously.

I've been watching you on TV and reading
about your case in the newspaper, and I

just got to wondering why we ever broke
up in the first place.

Oh, you have amnesia, too?

You dumped me for Bambi.

Look, first of all, her name was Candy,
and second, we're not even together

anymore.

No, she dumped you.

I'm starting to like her more and more.

Well, now, I want you to get a little
fame, and suddenly you're too good for

No, that's not it, Roger.

I just figured out that I was always too
good for you. So why don't you just get

your hand... Did you get a new car?

Oh, yeah.

Candy thought I looked good. Have you
been following me?

Following you?

Answer me. Don't flatter yourself,
Charlie. Why don't you just stay away

me, okay? Stay away from me or else.
Where in hell did you get off telling me

what to... I think it's time you left.

Excuse me?

I don't take orders from soon -to -be
-convicted... Who taught you to talk to

women like that?

Nice, Charlie.

Trading up to a bigamist.

Real classy.

You deserve better than that.

Well, everyone's got their baggage.

Well, not you. You kind of lost yours.

That's mine, sorry to say.

Are you okay?

I'm kind of worried. Yeah, I'm okay.
Hey, wait.

So, am I going to be baggage someday,
too?

Nah.

See, the thing about the bag is it's
really more about the traveler than

the bag.

I'm through with that.

You know, it's kind of like you can't
really be good for anyone else until you

kind of get your own act together.

You know what I mean?

No.

Me neither.

It sounded good, right?

Defense recalls Jillian Mathers.

Ms. Mathers, how's your memory?

It's perfectly good.

Ah, because you testified that the first
time you met Alicia Miller was in my

office before his injury and amnesia.

So? So, defense exhibit 3J, Your Honor.

This footage was shot on April 5th at
Mr. Miller's workplace.

There's you in the lovely dark ensemble,
and there.

Recognize her?

Yes.

It's Alicia.

Oh.

So you did meet her before the accident.
A passing meeting with a stranger. I

simply forgot.

Hmm.

You also testified that when you found
out that your husband was a bigamist,

immediately called the police, called
your lawyer, and changed the bank

accounts, quote, in that order.

Yes, that's right, I did.

Are you sure?

Because according to these bank records,
you actually moved 90 % of your money

from a joint account into a private
account on April 6th. Again, two months

before you supposedly uncovered your
husband's bigamy.

Objection. What is the point of this?
The point?

Miss Mathers, didn't you in fact find
out about your husband's other wife in

early April, not in June, as you
previously claimed?

No. No, I maybe had suspicions that he
was cheating on me, but no,

I definitely don't remember. Thank you.

Oh, one more thing. You said under oath
that you hate, and I'm quoting, hate

your husband.

Still feel that way?

Yes. I thought so.

Defensor calls Alicia Miller.

Mrs. Miller, do you remember meeting
Jillian Mathers on April 5th?

Um, kind of, but not really.

Oh, I see.

Well, let's start with an easier
question then, shall we?

Where are you from?

Hanover, New Hampshire.

And you met Jay while he was at
Dartmouth, correct?

Uh -huh. While you were at Hanover High
School?

That's right.

Big high school?

Um, no, pretty small, really.

Made a lot of friends?

Objection. Where is this going?

Sustained.

I'll rephrase.

This is your high school yearbook.

Do you remember making friends with this
man?

This is William Crawford Foxborough, the
same man who attacked Jay Miller.

You knew him, didn't you? I'm not
answering that.

Well, you were in the same small high
school. So what?

So didn't you learn that your husband
had another wife when you met Jillian

Mathers on April 5th? No. And didn't you
say that death wasn't good enough for

Jay Miller? No. Yes, yes. As a matter of
fact, you did.

This is your sworn testimony from just
three weeks ago, and I quote, death

good enough for that dirt bag.

Do you believe in vigilante murder for
everyone, or just Jay Miller?

Did you conspire with Jillian Mathers to
hire your old high school classmate to

murder Jay Miller?

Are you denying that you hired someone
to intimidate the witness, Mina Truman?

You bitch.

Admit it. You ripped her out of your
journal, not because you were angry, but

because they revealed your plot to
murder your husband.

and launched an immediate investigation
into the attempted murder of my client.

If you can't contain her, I will come
down there myself.

Everybody, stand still!

How can you live with yourself?

I'm going to get you! You were

magnificent.

In court.

I mean, also in court.

It was magnificent, wasn't I?

I mean, when you demanded that they
launch an investigation, that was

Well, I don't think they'll do it. I
mean, it's all circumstantial in any

but I think it threw the jury off.
Brilliant.

You know, when we're done with all this,
I want to take you somewhere.

Well, we're not out of the woods yet,
pal.

I'm going to find this little island
someplace in the middle of nowhere

got that beautiful clear water,
beautiful sunset, and those tall foo

drinks, and I'm going to pay you back.

Over and over.

And over.

Why wait?

Gabriel, I think there's a few critical
things you've forgotten.

Oh, really? Mm -hmm. Like what?

And since I'm molding you into the
perfect man... Yes, Doctor?

I think there are some things you ought
to know.

Oh, really?

You ready to learn?

Absolutely. Oh.

Yeah.

Your Honor, the defense calls Mary Beth
Hughes.

He held my hand and talked with me. He
really talked with me.

He made me feel special.

Do you think he actually improved your
health?

I don't know.

I guess I just felt better when he was
around.

He was funny.

What was he like around the other
patients?

I hate to admit it, but he was calming.

Hospitals are places of worry mostly,
but somehow he made everyone, even the

sickest ones, feel like things were
going to be okay.

Truth is, I was sad to see him go.

Would you consider him a good man? I
don't know him very well, but he's the

wonderful man I've ever known.

Your Honor, the defense rests.

Welcome home.

Hey, you.

Wow.

I want to drink a toast to you.

For everything that you are.

For everything that you've done.

The most amazing woman I've ever known.

Well, guess how I start.

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, you
are here to pass judgment on facts.

That man, Jay Miller, married two women.

That is a fact, and that is a crime. As
is tax evasion, real estate fraud, and

on and on and on. Case closed.

Now, you've heard about other things,
about his head injury, about how he

a woman's life.

Irrelevant.

You've heard opinions from people who
like this man, from people who don't

this man.

Immaterial. You've even heard crazy
theories which aren't any concern to

even if they were true.

Focus on the facts, ladies and
gentlemen, and bring this man to... Jay

Miller

was a lying, deceptive, conniving worm.

Jay Miller married two women.

Jay Miller deserves punishment.

Those are the facts.

Now, if it were that easy, ladies and
gentlemen, we would use computers, not

juries.

You are here precisely because of your
wisdom, and wisdom demands a heart and a

soul, as well as a mind.

Now, here's the fact that the
prosecution wants you to forget.

Jay Miller is dead.

That's right.

His assassin and his cohorts, whoever
they were, succeeded in killing him. He

tumbled off of that cliff into oblivion,
getting the punishment he deserved.

Instead, we have Gabriel, a kind
-hearted, loving, and caring man who has

misfortune to be trapped in Jay Miller's
body.

Gabriel is innocent of Jay's crimes.

Can people change?

We all want to change.

We all want to be stronger and kinder,
more caring and compassionate.

And I believe, in fact, I know now that
it's possible.

If your judgment accommodates only the
fact, find him guilty.

Go ahead.

But if you have faith, not even faith,
hope, if you have hope

that change is possible, then you can't.

If you have the wisdom to see that we
can all change for the better, then you

must find this man, the very embodiment
of positive change,

not guilty.

Thank you.

Just remember, if it's guilty, you can
file an immediate appeal.

That's not very optimistic.

I'm just covering the basis.

Well, it won't be necessary.

Because the verdict is going to be not
guilty. I feel it.

Attaboy.

And then you and I...

are going to find us that island
someplace with a beautiful beach.

Beautiful sunset.

Clear blue water.

Foo -foo drinks.

And then you're going to teach me all
kinds of things.

All kinds of things.

Are they ready?

Foreman, have you reached a verdict?

We have, Your Honor.

And is it unanimous? It is.

Foreman, read your verdict.

We, the jury, in the matter before this
court regarding the state of Illinois

versus J. Miller on the counts of
bigamy, tax evasion, real estate fraud,

conspiracy... Do hereby find the
defendant, J.

Miller... Sorry,

Your Honor.

We, the jury, in the matter before this
court, regarding the state of Illinois

versus J. Miller... All right, all
right, get on with it.

Not guilty.

Yes! This gate is closed.

Jay Miller, you are free to go.

I never doubted you for a minute.

I mean that.

He saved my life. It's a wonderful name.

Thinking about naming him Gabriel.

His dad's a hottie too.

He was married.

Promised to leave his wife.

I was a bad man. I'm some sort of
monster.

People don't change, do they?

You have no idea who you're dealing
with.

Manipulative, conniving, self -centered
nutter.

No, it's not double jeopardy. That's
right. New charge, new trial.

Okay, call me when you're ready, okay?

All right, bye -bye.

Josh?

What's with the bag?

I don't quite know how to tell you this.

I guess I've been thinking about what
you said about getting my act together.

And, you know, I feel like I just
wouldn't be any good to us unless I get

better sense of me first.

You know?

Oh, yeah.

I understand. I just thought that we
would, um...

So where are you going?

Hawaii. Yeah.

The island paradise.

Sounds great.

Oh, yeah. Yeah, it's great.

Went there on my second honeymoon, north
shore of Kauai.

It's mostly jungle, real rainy, but
super green. And when the sun comes out,

makes the leaves look totally
translucent.

What? It's amazing.

You really should see it.

You've been there.

Huh? You remember it.

Oh, no.

Just from what I've read.

That's not what you said.

You remember it. No, no, no. I swear.

Just from the brochures that I've read.

Oh, what the hell?

You got me.

You know, I'm kind of surprised it took
you this long.

So you don't have amnesia?

No.

Never did.

Oh, just a little white lie, like you
once said.

Now, see, I found out that my wife found
out, and they were going to stick that

big tattooed brute on me.

I mean, I knew I was going to go to
jail, or worse.

So I had to think of a better plan.

So this whole thing, a fake?

Well, that chest room sure wasn't.

No, that big guy proved to be a lot more
trouble than I thought.

And hitting myself on the head with a
rock?

No, you can't fake that.

But no, stumbling into your office the
way I did? No, that was no accident.

I had you pegged for months.

Yeah.

I never could have done it without you.

I mean, Charlotte, you were fabulous.

Sure, you needed a little help linking
Alicia to that tattooed guy.

But that speech at the end, my God.

It nearly had me believing I was
innocent.

Listen, Charlotte.

Don't hate me.

I'm different now.

I really have changed.

And it's you that brought it out in me.

I mean, I better, right? Now that I'm a
family man.

Oh, I almost forgot. I got something for
you.

I can't talk now.

Two to three.

It's a check.

Sold my rights to a TV movie and I
figure half of it is yours.

Well, I better go.

Wife's waiting.

Third time's the charm, right?

Can people change?

Well, not everyone.

But I proved I can.

and that made it all worthwhile

Love the foolish game and for a while
lost my mind.

But baby, I'm a woman, which means that
I'll be fine.

Too bad it didn't work out, but you know
you crossed the line. And life goes

on.

And I am strong.

Wave at me.

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