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There he goes,
five-time X Games gold medalist,

Tyler Paxton!

We all wanna believe in fairy tales,

that we'll achieve our wildest dreams
and live happily ever after.

But what happens when our dreams
turn out to be nightmares?

Tyler! Wake up!

- Wake up. You were sleepwalking again.
- Zoey?

Or Prince Charming turns out
to be a schmuck who sues you for...

- Spousal support?
- Spousal maintenance.

My client's business has suffered
a major economic adjustment,

Ms. Santino's practice is booming.

Maybe your client should adjust
his golf-club memberships.

We're requesting a forensic auditor's
report for Mr. Santino's finances.

We're also requesting a forensic auditor's
report of Ms. Santino's finances.

- What?
- We have a right to know

how she is supporting
her lavish lifestyle.

My lavish lifestyle?

Everyone, stop talking.

I'd like a moment with my wife.
With Dani.

It's okay. Thank you.

We'll be right out front.

- Thank you, Chip.
- Thanks, Chip.

I'm doing everything I can to be civil.
I get the lawyers to come to my house.

I run out. I get your favorite cannoli
from Rizzuto's.

And you come back here
with spousal support?

I know you don't get this.
I hate this more than you.

It's not a competition, Ray.
Even if it was, I would totally win.

Spousal support was not my idea.
It was my attorney's idea.

I'll drop it.

It's a crappy tactic.

And in the end, I'm responsible for
everything my attorney does. I'll drop it.

I will believe that when I see it.

About the reunion,
I was planning on going.

But I don't want it to be awkward.

Ray, it's so not gonna be awkward

because I am so not going.

You are so totally going.

Stop drinking and dreaming.

Oh, come on. It'll be a blast.

No. The only thing that I wanna blast
is Ray's smugly face.

At least he dropped
the spousal-support claim.

Yeah, the way Ray does everything.
He just drops a nuclear bomb,

and then is like,
"What up? Sorry, my bad."

A bit of unsolicited advice.

Do you give any other kind?

Now is your chance
to get your story out.

- Control the narrative.
- What narrative?

That Ray's a cheating bastard
and that I'd like to take his fat head

and smush it between my fingertips
and just smash it and mash it?

Okay, I am not going
to our high school reunion

without my BFF, Dani Santino,
by my side.

Ray may have gotten book club,

and he may have tried
to co-opt your mother,

but I have to draw the line somewhere.

He doesn't get high school reunion.

He just doesn't.

Now I remember
why you were student body president.

- Deal.
- I win.

I know.

What? Wait, wait, wait.

Who the hell leaves their car alarm
blaring all night long?

Isn't that your car, T.K.?

Yeah.

They broke my window.

It's a nightmare.

I'm falling.
Feels like it's never gonna end.

And then, bam, I wake up.

Sometimes I'm in bed,
sometimes the kitchen or the balcony.

Tyler! Wake up!

Wake up.

Guess if it wasn't for my wife, Zoey,
I'd be about 6 feet deep right now.

Sleep disturbances are often caused
by physical or emotional factors.

So anything going on now that you think
might have triggered these nightmares?

Well, at 26, I'm in charge
of a multimillion-dollar operation.

I mean, I'd say
that's a nightmare in itself.

- And you turned pro at...?
- Sixteen.

Mom always used to say
I was either gonna be wildly successful,

or in prison by the time I was 30.

And let me tell you,
that was a close one.

But it turns out I had a knack
for something

other than causing trouble,
which was skating.

Now, I mean,
I've got my own clothing line,

video games,
Tyler Paxton Skate Kings, DVDs.

Is there anything going on at work
specifically, I mean, right now?

I've got my new video game launch
in Vegas next week.

So these money guys are all coming
into town to eyeball me, you know?

Ten years, and I still got to dance
like a trained monkey for my bananas.

Do you mind if I get up?
I'm not used to sitting still.

Of course.

- So what happens in Vegas?
- You know, a lot of press crap.

That, and me going off
this 80-foot vert ramp

at Caesars Palace on pay-per-view.

I'm not gonna sit here and pretend
like it's not some heavy pressure.

It is, but I'm used to this kind of stuff.

Have you had any falls recently,
like the ones in your dreams?

Newport Beach Invitational,
like, a month and a half ago.

- I was attempting the 900.
- The 900?

A two-and-a-half revolution aerial spin
on a skateboard. Here.

Picture's worth a thousand words, right?

"Wow" if you get it right.
Unfortunately, for me, in Newport,

I wiped out.

And how did that make you feel?

Look, injuries, stuff like that,
I mean, that's all a part of boarding.

I'm not afraid of pulling major air
or a few broken bones.

And being awake,
that's not the problem, Dr. Santino.

I'm afraid of going to sleep
and never waking up again.

Nico, what's up?

All right, I'm on my way.

Morning, Nico.

I'll be right there.

Hey, Matt.

Do you have any idea why we're--?

- Good morning.
- Hey, you.

Well, it seems like
we've all been called in here.

Yeah. And whatever else you can get.

Videotape from the street, very good.
Thanks. I'll get back to you.

Good morning, all.
Thank you for coming in.

A new twist in the adventures
of Terrence King.

Better be good
since you dragged our asses out of bed.

It appears our good friend T.K.
has a stalker.

This is from a security camera
outside the club.

Did T.K. recognize her?

He says he never saw her before.
We're working on ID-ing her.

And you're sure this wasn't random?

We have a guard who claims
a woman of that description

came to the practice facility
and asked about Terrence.

- What was in the bag she took?
- Nothing, really, just gym stuff.

But an iPad and a laptop
were left in the car.

- Probably just grabbed the first thing.
- I don't know.

Stalkers are usually trying to make
that personal connection.

They can be very obsessive.

We should think about
getting extra protection for T.K.

Stalking isn't just a physical threat.
It is also an emotional trauma.

And T.K. is gonna have a very strong
emotional response to this.

- This is the bomb.
- Interesting choice of words

because I was gonna suggest
we put extra security in place.

- What? T.K. can take care of T.K.
- Okay.

Fan attention is great.

Being stalked means
you're a superstar.

I don't think you understand.
These people tend to be troubled.

Nico, suave, it's not gonna be
like some Fatal Attraction stuff.

She's not gonna come over
and boil my bunny.

She's probably a voluptuous porn star
who cannot wait to meet me.

But can you blame her?

Go away. Go away.

Go away!

I drove him here because he's
been so freaked out ever since.

Look, 90% of night terrors

are caused
by some underlying physical condition.

That's why I sent you to the clinic.
I wanted to see if you had sleep apnea

or hyperthyroidism, which you don't.

- Night terrors?
- Chemical misfires in the brain.

Person wakes up terrified.

The only thing they remember
is falling.

I can't believe
that's what you have to live through.

What we're both living through.

Sometimes
there's a genetic component.

Is there anyone else in your family
that's ever had night terrors?

Yeah. My dad.

But, I mean, you know, he used to drink
and have these rages.

- Want to tell me about it?
- Guy did everything to excess.

My mom kicked his ass out of the house
when I was 10, he died six years later.

Happily ever after.

Tyler's nothing like his father.

In our next session, I would like to try
and reactivate your dream content

- through hypnotherapy.
- You wanna hypnotize me?

The goal is to find out what's going on
in your dreams,

and then change the outcome
to a positive ending.

What do you say?

Oh, my God.

I'd forgotten how good we are together.

Oh, so I'm forgettable now?

No.
I never stopped thinking about you.

But you were busy, apparently.

- Meaning?
- Meaning, come on, Matt, I'm not stupid.

There's something between you
and the good doctor.

- Are you jealous?
- I don't know. Should I be?

Look, Dani and I are just friends.

Matt, I'm a grownup.

And you know what's worse
than knowing, is not knowing.

It was just one night.

One night.

I can live with that.

Honey, it's a high school reunion,
not a Mafia confirmation.

Remind me why we're going
to this dumb thing anyway.

To have fun
and maybe reconnect with Mr. Right.

Oh, yeah.

All right, what's up? What's happening?
What's your endgame?

Who, moi?

You totally want to reconnect
with someone in particular.

Who? Who is it? Eddie Martinico?

- Oh, Sal Gianetti?
- Gerald Daniels.

Gerald Daniels?

That little dweebo that used
to bring his goggles to class?

Those goggles were hot.

No, they weren't.

I'm sorry.
I thought that he was married

to some rocket scientist
that he met at MIT.

No, last I heard, he was divorced,
living in San Fran.

I just love fog and riding in cable cars.

I think I may be finally ready
to settle down, again.

I thought that you were done
with marriage after the second divorce.

It's divorce I'm done with.

Marriage, I love.
It's a fabulous institution.

Yeah, an institution for crazy people.

What do you care if I run off
into the sunset with Gerald Daniels?

No, I only care that you're not
setting yourself up for some sort of--

- Failure?
- Fantasy.

Running off into the sunset
is a fantasy.

Well, you got your white picket fence
and your 2.5 kids,

so I guess that's easy for you to say,
isn't it?

It's happening.

It's happening.

Where are you, Tyler?
Tell me what you see.

It's happening.

I'm-- I'm falling.

But when you fall,
there's a soft landing beneath you,

something safe and secure.

A pile of leaves that cushion you
like a pillow.

And when I count backwards from 10,
you will awake refreshed

and your dreams
will no longer frighten you.

Ten, nine, eight...

Hey, T.K.

Open the damn door, T.K.

Let me out!

Nico.

Stalker in my bathroom.
She came to boil my bunny.

- No, no, no. She's dreaming.
- Stop looking at her.

I never danced dirty with her.
I would, but I didn't.

- I would remember.
- Don't give me that crap, T.K.

- You know me.
- I don't know you.

And you busted up my ride.
What the hell? What is your malfunction?

Remember the Minnesota game
weekend six years ago?

The jumping dolphin?

Oh, yeah. The jumping dolphin tattoo.

Minnesota, yeah. I remember that.
How you doing, girl?

How can you do this? T.K., wait.

How did she get in here?
I have security.

- She's motivated.
- By what?

Charisse says
you're the father of her child.

I'm the who of her what?

So you're sleeping well?

Slept solid three whole nights.
No night terrors.

No Dawn of the Dead sleepwalking.

Thank you. Your hypnotherapy,
it really worked like a charm.

- Well, that's fantastic, right?
- Yeah, no, it's fantastic.

Got to get past this crap
with my investors.

Can't make a move
without the money guys.

Money guys, they want me to do a whole
dog-and-pony before my Vegas launch.

The 900. They don't trust me to nail it
after my wipeout in Newport.

- What makes you think they don't?
- Suits, you know.

They just wanna make me look bad,
so they can take over TYPX.

That's what I've been afraid of.
That's what these nightmares have been.

What evidence have you seen that they're
trying to run you out of the business?

You want evidence?
You come to my world on Friday, okay?

You come and see these monkeys,

and I promise you
that's all the evidence you're gonna need.

Okay.

- Pass the chicken.
- Please pass the chicken?

Say "please" like you mean it.
Who wants moo shu?

Oh, I hope you guys are hungry because
Mama remembered double moo shu.

Dani, great minds.

Ray, what are you doing here?
We have a schedule.

I talked with Dad, he offered to stop by
to help me with my paper on ethics.

What did the expert have to say
on that matter?

Anyway,
the kids were getting hungry

and I knew tonight was Chinese night,
so I thought...

Yeah, Ma, it's not Dad's fault.
He was just trying to help.

It's okay. You know what?

Your mom's right.
I should've checked with her first.

Come on, Mom.

Okay. Okay.

- Eat.
- Let's eat.

It's moo shu o'clock.
Here, give one to your sister.

You threw it at me, Dad.
What do you want me to do?

- I see you took down the family portrait.
- Yeah.

Didn't go with the decor anymore.

The kids have pictures of you
in their room.

They're not gonna forget you.

Leftovers.

I'm sure you're not cooking much
for yourself.

I got the papers.

I wanted to thank you
for dropping the spousal support.

You're welcome.

Important thing
is not to inflame the situation.

Keep a tight lid on the story,
a total media blackout.

Good news is she's got her hands full
dealing with criminal charges.

What do we know
about Charisse Wilson?

Single mom, waitress, works two jobs,
10 grand in debt.

Other than shoplifting when she was 15,
no record to speak of.

Shoplifting, that's helpful.
Discredit her character.

Okay, if anyone gets a call
from the tabloids,

TMZ, even SportsCenter,
refer them to me.

In the meantime, I'm canceling all
T.K.'s appearances until further notice.

I'm interested to hear
what T.K. has to say on the matter.

I wanna talk to Charisse.

Not until you get a DNA test,
she needs a court order for that.

When the time comes,
I've got a lab that will do it discreetly.

Right now,
you should just focus on football.

These women are just after attention and
money. It's better if we give her neither.

But if T.K. is the father, wouldn't it be
better to know sooner rather than later?

Look, I wanna talk to Charisse.

It's my life. I'm gonna talk to her.

Welcome to TYPX training facility,
where dreams come true.

Specifically, my dreams.

That's it, man. Burn it.

This is like Disneyland
for skateboarders.

That was the point.
Come here, try out your tricks.

No surprises when I tell you
those dudes over there are the suits.

They're either plotting to take TYPX
away from me or club baby seals,

- haven't really figured that one out.
- Dr. Santino.

- So glad to see you.
- Hey, Zoey.

Looks like it's time for me
to go dance for my supper,

which is ridiculous
after building this place from scratch.

All right, guys, let's wrap it up.
We're gonna get started here.

He's just not himself.

He does seem really revved up.

Is he taking anything?

No. That's the last thing Tyler would do
is touch drugs.

It's something else,
ever since he lost all that money.

What money?

A few months ago,
he made some bad investments,

right around the time
of the Newport fiasco.

Really? You wanna stab me in the back?
You wanna screw me over?

Okay. You want a show? Yeah.

I'll give you a show.

My head.

Tyler? Hey, hey, Tyler. It's me.

Listen to the sound of my voice.
Just breathe. Just breathe.

I don't see anything. I can't see
anything! Somebody help me!

Glad you called.

So you wanted my attention.

You got it.

But why didn't you mention the kid?

If I said you were the father of my kid,
would you give me the time of day?

No.

I wanted you to take me seriously.

So you break into my house
and you destroyed my car,

you steal my toothbrush.
That makes me take you seriously?

Listen, if this is about money,
I got you, okay?

- I'll write you a check.
- No, no.

- Seriously.
- I want our son to have a dad.

His name is Devin.

You know, we're a lot alike, you know.

We're both from broken homes,
a string of foster families.

I wanted things to be different
for Devin.

And, you know, you could teach him
how to play football. You guys--

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- Just...

Yeah, that is a wonderful fantasy,
but it's never gonna happen.

Mom. I'm thirsty.

Here you go.

Say hi to T.K.

You play for the Hawks?

I sure do, little man.

Cool. You know Shane Givens?
He's my favorite player.

Is he?

Yes, I know Shane.
He's an acquired taste.

But I could probably get you
an autograph.

Really? Cool.

Want to play ball? I throw real good.

Yeah? Let's see.

You talk a big game. Let's do this.

Let her fly.

- Almost.
- Shane would've caught it.

The neurologist said
your temporary blindness

was caused by a severe migraine.

- Has that ever happened to you before?
- In high school.

Stress migraine.
I had them over the years.

Did you see how those suits
were setting me up for failure?

Luckily, they can't stop me from going
to Vegas, though, right? It's my game.

Zoey mentioned something
about you losing a lot of money.

Who cares about money?
I've got plenty of green.

Look, I made an impulsive move.
I was down.

What are you trying to get at here?

I'm just trying to figure out your
emotional state when all of this began.

The night terrors, migraines,
wipeout in Newport.

Because of the stuff that Zoey said?
She's putting ideas in your head.

Tyler, Zoey can't put ideas in my head.

We have a lot of breadcrumbs here.

We just need to follow the trail.

You know what? I don't need this crap.

You and Zoey, the two of you can talk.

And follow the breadcrumbs,
whatever you wanna do.

Then tell me what's wrong with me

because it seems like
you know so much about me.

And more steps and more steps
and more steps.

And right here
we have Coach Purnell's office.

You know what goes on in here?

A whole bunch of,
"T.K. is a pain in my prostate."

You know what a prostate is?

- You will.
- Hey.

- What's up?
- Who do we have here?

We have here my new friend, Devin.

Devin.

Hey, Devin. I'm Nico.

Nice to meet you.

Hi.

Hey, T.K., is that you in the picture?

Me? It should be.

Devin, why don't you go to that picture,
see if you could find T.K.

Like Where's Waldo?

- Exactly. Just like that.
- Cool.

So what,
now you gonna bribe the kid?

You gonna make him go away?

Nico, I don't think
he understands money yet,

so maybe try PS3s
and milkshakes first.

Don't start something
you can't finish, TK.

See what's going on out there?

He's parading the kid around
the facility like it's Father's Day.

T.K. does what he wants.

Was this Dani's idea?

I am sure that Dani had nothing
to do with this.

You always seem pretty sure about Dani,
what she would and wouldn't do.

Don't make this about Dani. Maybe
T.K. accepting some responsibility

isn't necessarily the worst thing.

It is when they're negotiating 10 million
in endorsements

and trying to launch a global brand.

T.K.'s gotta be squeaky clean.

His image can't take another scandal.

Smile. Yeah, that's great.

One more. Perfect.

- How do I look? How do I look?
- No. You look great, man.

It's just I thought we promised
not to do the Botox.

I wanted to look my best for Gerald.

I went to the Botox Bakery.
They had a special.

A special what?

Baker's dozen,
13 shots for the price of 12.

- I'm sorry.
- I know. I'd laugh too,

except parts of my face don't move.

Oh, my God. Dani Santino.

Suzy Magliocco.

Girl, you look fabulous.

- Had any work done?
- No.

- You?
- My eyes. Lids were a little droopy.

Jeanette, Botox Bakery.

Certainly you would know, Suzy.

- Anybody seen Gerald Daniels?
- Not yet.

Sorry to hear about you and Ray, Dani.

You got married so young.

- Oh, speak of the devil. Literally.
- Hey, my favorite girls.

I got martinis,
extra dry and a little dirty.

Hey, Suzy.
Eyelids are looking awfully peppy.

Thanks.

Oh, Ray, trying to get us drunk?

You haven't changed a bit
since high school.

And I don't mean that in a good way.

Somebody looks like
they've had an awful lot of rest

injected directly into their face.

Is that Gerald Daniels?

Go.

Be nice or die.

- Thank you for the drink.
- You are welcome.

- You look very--
- You--

- What?
- You wanna go to the--?

- You wanna find a table?
- Yes.

Okay.

- That was weird.
- Yeah.

I remember a time
when it wasn't hard for us to talk

- and there were no awkward pauses.
- Yeah.

- Like this one.
- Like this one.

I'm trying here, you know.

I know.

Jeanette? Hi.

Hi.

- How are you?
- Fantastic.

And you look amazing.

Oh, thanks. So do you.

Didn't think you'd recognize me.

I've had a few alterations.

Oh, seriously, who hasn't, right?

Yeah, well, some are more radical.

It's me, Gerald Daniels.

Geraldine.

Remember we used to make out
behind the bleachers

- during cheerleading practice?
- God.

I would skip out during the pyramid
and Ms. Hamilton would freak out.

- Wanna dance?
- No.

We'll put down the swords one night.
Come on.

- No. Look at you.
- Come on. Hey, come on.

For old time's sake.

Come on. Nice.

So two kids, 10 years later, voilà.

How did your wife take it?

Like a man.

- That was a joke.
- I know. I just--

Damn Botox Bakery, never again.

So, what about you?
Never had any kids?

Two husbands, two divorces,
two alimonies later, and...

voilà.

I had this silly fantasy
that I'd see you,

we'd fall madly in love,
and you'd sweep me off my feet.

Well, I have a confession.

You were my dream girl, Jeanette.

I was so in love with you.

Your confidence, beauty,
effortless femininity.

Oh, and your fabulous fashion sense.

I wanted to be you.

You know, Gerald... ine,

you just gave me the boost
no Botox injection ever could.

You were so charming in high school.

Why did you gotta grow up
and be such a jerk for?

I was always a jerk.

You just loved me too much to notice.

Is that what it was?

Hey, you remember
our first make-out session?

Yes. Girls' bathroom stall.

- And Principal Veral--
- Veraldi.

Totally busted us. That was awful.

My mother wouldn't let you
in the house for a month.

Well, I eventually convinced her,
didn't I?

Yeah. Yeah.

You look just like you did
on prom night.

Oh, you're such a liar.
You're just lying now.

That sexy peach dress,
low-cut with the slit up the side. God!

Oh, my God. My father--

My father tried to sew it up
before I left the house.

You know, to me,
you're always gonna be Dani Romano.

My favorite cheerleader,

top of the pyramid.

Whoa, cowboy, back the truck up.

- What's wrong?
- Oh, this is wrong.

- Dani, come on. We're married!
- Ray.

Give me a second chance.

- What?
- With you, with the kids.

Oh, my God.

Is that why you're not signing
the divorce papers?

I don't want spousal support.

I want you.

I'm the same person
you fell in love with.

I know.

But I'm not.

I would like a vodka martini,
super, super dirty.

All right. Coming up.

I made out with Ray.

Gerald Daniels is a woman.

Oh, yeah, you win.

- Better make that two, pronto.
- You got it.

Life.

We're up. We're down.

Then we're up again.

- We're up.
- He's always been so upbeat.

- We're down.
- I made an impulsive move. I was down.

Then we're up again.

Dani?

He's just been lying there.

Why don't you give us a minute, okay?

Hey, Tyler, I think that I know
what's going on with you.

- I feel like I'm going crazy.
- No.

You're not going crazy.

Your migraines, your night terrors,
your impulsive losing of money,

they're all related symptoms.

Of what?

Bipolar disorder.

Manic depression?

It's an imbalance of chemicals
in the brain.

And it means that your behaviors,

they vacillate
between euphoria and depression.

Great highs and lows.

Night terrors are sometimes precursors
to very high or very low episodes.

Which is where I think
that you are right now,

marked by all of your sadness
and anxiety and your paranoia.

I always have had these mood swings.
I just never understood them.

Well, it's genetic.

It often runs in families.

- My old man?
- Maybe.

It's obviously hard to tell
after the fact,

but the rages
and the alcohol addiction...

I used to swing
through these wild periods

where I was rebellious,

eccentric and hyperactive.

Yeah, but, see, that high energy
and that rebellious eccentricity

is what makes you a superstar
and a fantastic businessman.

We just need to find the right meds
for you, okay?

We need to balance your moods.

But, Tyler...

you're gonna be okay.

It's just my old man, you know?

Maybe if someone
could have helped him and...

I know.

I know.

- Hey.
- Hi.

Latte?

Oh, yeah. Thank you.

I missed you last night.

It's lonely up in that hotel room.

Listen, Laura, I don't wanna fight.

- Not about T.K., about Dani. I'm just--
- I was completely out of line.

I'm sorry. I don't want
to make the same mistake twice, Matt.

With you, I mean.

Is there any way
I can make it up to you?

Oh, I can probably think of something.

Well, don't think too long.

Oh, that's Nico.

There's news on T.K.

Paternity test came back.

What's the noise, Caucasoids?

DNA results came in this morning.

- Good news.
- Yeah?

You are not Devin's father.

Dodged a bullet, bro.

Yeah. She was nuts, I guess.

Some stories have happy endings.

Maybe now we can get back
to the business of football

and not this carnival sideshow.

What would you like to do
about Charisse?

Drop the charges.

There's no mileage in being vindictive.

All right, guys.

Thank you.

Terrence. Hey. Terrence.

You all right?

Life is beautiful, doc,
and so are the ladies.

As a matter of fact, I got two meeting me
at the crib right now,

so if you'll excuse me.

Oh, I think you forgot something.

Take care of that for me, please.

See you around, doc.

No doubt about it, we were
the hottest-looking women by far.

Oh, well, except for Geraldine,
because she's totally hot.

Look at her shoes.

God, that girl's got fabulous taste.

She had a really good role model.

- I told you we'd have fun.
- Yes, you did.

Yeah, no.

That was like
a really weird fever dream.

But luckily, the fever broke
in the nick of time.

Trash.

Jeanette...

I wanted to say I'm sorry
for being insensitive.

To your dreams
about the 2.5 kids

and the white picket fence.

No worries.

Turns out Geraldine's a lesbian,
so there's still hope.

Oh, there totally is.