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Previously on Necessary Roughness:

T, it's rehab right now

or you will be cut
from the New York Hawks.

Hi, Terrence. Welcome to Two Oaks.

I am not an addict.

I am an athlete!

The Hawks managed to acquire
Joe "Toes" Kittridge just 24 hours ago.

What this means for Terrence King,
nobody knows.

My bro left me a couple of plants,
but my yard's too small.

You mean weed.

- Hi, officer. What's the problem?
- Mind stepping out of the car, son?

Noelle Sarris, SportsCom3.

I'm told you're my handler.
You ready to handle me, Donnally?

Your office was bugged,

so you've suspended
your therapy practice?

Right.

You are not to help Juliette Pittman.
She's Marshall's daughter, not yours.

I've strict instructions from your father
not to step in again.

Marshall Pittman is dead.

They found his body.

Nico, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

- Yeah.
- Time-out.

Sports are about split-second decisions.

You going left or right?

Gonna get in someone's face or lay back
and see what happens?

And these choices are made
with the crowd screaming

and the game going by
at the speed of light.

There's the snap. Evans drops back
in the pocket, looking to pass.

Was he in bounds?

Touchdown, Hawks!

Joe "Toes" Kittridge, the newest addition
to this franchise,

is making a huge impact
on the Hawks' offense.

But the worst thing you can do is stop.

Because once you're frozen,
the game will pass you by

and you may never catch up again.

Juliette, I'm sorry about your father.

Well, that was fantastic.

I went looking for a yogurt pop
and found a fishsicle.

Yeah. That's Mr. Fishy.

I know, but are we keeping him around
until science can bring him back to life?

No. I just haven't had time
to give him a proper burial.

Ma, don't you just flush fish?

We are not flushing little dude.

Ho, ho, ho, bitches.

It's jolly old Saint Dick,
wishing everybody a merry rehab.

- Look at you.
- Yeah, look at me,

but not for too long,
lest the brilliance blinds you!

I got you something.

Money clip for Mr. Money Ball.

- You didn't have to do that.
- Trust me, I did.

- Making amends.
- Glad you're back.

The King has returned.

- Terrence King, as I live and breathe.
- Oh, coach.

I have something very special for you.

Made from real bear, myedvyed.

I kill with my own bare hand.

Welcome back, Terrence.

Thanks, coach.

I'm here to work.

Good. Suit up.

All right. What are you all looking at?

- Let's get started!
- All right.

There it is.

- Five minutes!
- Let's go.

Dr. Santino?

What's up?

Haven't seen much of you
these past few weeks.

I know. I have been so unbelievably busy.

- Have you?
- Yeah.

- Okay. Do we need to talk?
- No.

Not until I know
what it is that I want to say.

I don't know what I want to say,

- then we do not need to talk.
- What aren't we talking about?

- Pittman.
- TK.

What the hell was that?

Juliette.

- Is she breathing?
- Yeah.

Just drunk. Juliette, come on. Wake up.

It's just a guess,

but if we put the door back together,

I bet we'd find the F.

Ladies and gentlemen,
meet the new owner of the Hawks.

Coffee.

Electrolytes.

- I can't eat that.
- It sops up the alcohol.

It takes the edge off the caffeine.
And you... look a little thin.

Thin is in.

Drinking, for you, is not.

I wasn't drinking.

I had some drinks.

So the reading of the will
didn't go as you expected?

Daddy left me the team,

not the cosmetics company,

not the airline.

Not even the record label.

- The team.
- It's worth a billion dollars.

Do you know how many birthdays I spent
being ignored in a luxury box

while my dad doted over
his oversized action figures?

I hate football.

Hate.

Hate!

Juliette,

what can I do to help?

- She wants to sell the team?
- Yes.

- When?
- Immediately.

No.

Not gonna happen.

League will be thrilled with the end
of the Pittman era.

Thrilled doesn't even begin
to describe the euphoria.

- Right.
- But the Hawks are 3-1,

fans are engaged.

There's nothing more important
to a professional league

than a thriving New York franchise.

What this team needs is stability.

So you tell Ms. Pittman to go get
a couple of hundred facials,

- then after the season--
- Ms. Pittman won't accept

after the season.

She wants it to happen now.

Hank, listen, this girl,

she's a mess.

Ten times worse than Marshall,
who, at least, knew football.

How are free agents
supposed to take us seriously

if our franchise is being run
by our own Paris Hilton?

The league picks the buyer,
manages the terms.

She shows up and, without drama,
signs the papers.

Can she accept that?

I'll let you know.

My first question is
why haven't you aged in 10 years?

Oh, you're too kind, Dr. Gunner.

Hey, please, no. Just Al or Albert.

That said, if you're here to get me

to change your A-minus
in experimental psych, no.

I'm sticking by my earlier ruling.

- Okay.
- Sit, sit.

Actually, Al, I need to get a referral.

I am a bit stuck.

Define stuck.

There was this incident that forced me
to stop seeing clients.

And the incident is all cleared up,

but for some reason, I'm having trouble
restarting my practice.

It's been over a month
and I honestly don't know why.

"I don't know" means--

- Means I don't wanna tell you.
- There you go.

- You taught me that.
- I did indeed.

Maybe it's because my most challenging
client is coming out of rehab

and I'm not sure what kind of shape
he's gonna be in.

Or because I had a dalliance
with a co-worker.

Or maybe it has something to do
with the fish I have in my freezer.

What, like tuna, halibut?

Pet-store betta.

You're right, it's a good idea.

- What's a good idea?
- That you see me.

Oh, no, no.

That's not what I was asking you.

Oh, come on. Listen, listen.

If you wanted a referral,
you could have just left a voicemail.

No, no. You know
that I know that you know,

what you need is somebody
who won't let you off the hook.

But I thought you weren't seeing
private clients anymore.

Well, I'm not, really.

Unless they intrigue me.

Okay. I've got some time,
actually, later today.

Oh, yeah, no. That's no good for me.

What could possibly be more important
than your mental health?

My son's legal issues.

A hundred hours of picking up
roadside trash?

I'm a first-time offender,
still a minor, okay?

Average sentence is only 20 hours.

Yeah, well, it's a hell of a lot better
than an orange jumpsuit

and some cellmate named Spazz or Muscles.

- You do realize how lucky you got?
- Yes.

And that it could have gone
on your permanent record?

- Yes.
- And you comprehend

how monumentally stupid

- it was to hide pot plants in my backyard?
- Ma!

Yes! Lucky, yes. Comprehend, yes.

- Utterly and completely stupid.
- No! Monumentally stupid.

Monumentally stupid.

And, yes, I'm sorry.

I'm gonna make this right.

You're gonna do your 100 hours
without incident

and then you're gonna do another
20 hours of chores for me

just because!

How's that sound?

Totally fair.

All right, let's see it, Terrence.

Nice grab, Mr. King.

Yeah.

Little slow.

But I make it look pretty.

It'd look prettier if you'd have caught
that pass in stride.

You can't run and jump at the same time
unless you're in the circus.

You wouldn't have to jump
if you just ran a 20-yard break,

instead of cutting it short at 18.

I know you are not trying to tell me
how to play football.

No, I'm just telling you how we got to be
the number-one pass offense in the league.

Precision routes, timing,

accountability. That kind of thing.

Well, Kittridge, is it?

Yeah, listen. I know that in my absence,
you became the toast of the town.

Yeah. But I'm still the king
of this castle, comprendo?

I believe that's comprende.

All right. Special teams in.

Offense, take a break.

Touché, douché.

Offense taking a break, good idea.

Full of good ideas.

I know Toes could use some Haterade!

Seems to me that he's dehydra-hated!

How's TK looking?

Better than expected.

His attitude?

Too early to tell.

Well, what are you thinking?
You wanna play him Sunday?

I'm glad to have him back,
but the way offense is going,

no reason to rush for the Washington game.

- I agree. Let's keep him in civvies.
- Yeah.

Hey, Rock, Paper, Scissors
to see who has to tell him?

I gotta go.

Grant me the serenity to accept the things
I cannot change,

the courage to change what I can

and the wisdom not to take Toes out

and just beat him
like a rented government mule.

What you smiling about?

I'm proud of you.

You're working the program.

Yeah, I'm working the program.

No drinking, no drugs, no sex.

Not until I can keep Audrey II here alive
for like six months.

One case of root rot

and there goes TK's root chakra.

My sex life has been reduced
to foreplay with a ficus.

I don't get it.

I have done everything

that everybody's told me to do

and I don't feel any better. I feel naked.

- That's exactly where you should be.
- The way it should be?

And should I be eating like a pig too?
Is that normal?

That is your body
looking for a dopamine high,

which is a hell of a lot better
than a dope high.

Okay, fine. I am trying to do this right.
I really am trying to do this right.

Now they're telling me I can't play?

I gotta play. I need to play.

I have to play.

I gotta do something normal in my life

or I will jump out of my skin, doc.

Can we please start having these sessions
back at your office?

These fluorescent lights make me look fat.

I feel like such a fraud.

I have this frozen pet fish in my freezer.

My son is Juvie McJuverson.

How am I qualified to help other people?

It's like I suddenly feel incapable
of doing my job,

like I have hit a wall.

I don't know.
Maybe I'm done with being a therapist.

Bullshit.

- Sorry?
- Bullshit.

We both know you are not going
to quit your job,

so let's not follow Alice in Pityland
down the rabbit hole.

Let's get back to the dalliance
with the co-worker.

- Why?
- Why not?

Because it's not the key to my psyche.

It was an external event.
It happened. It's over.

Body language.

Yeah.

Okay. Okay.

- We kissed.
- And then?

And then nothing.

Why are you so consumed
with this one thing?

Because you tried to bury it,

between the frozen-fish section

and your son's brush with the law.

Is this how you talk
to all of your clients?

It's how I talk to my clients
who are practicing avoidance.

I am not avoiding.

Aren't you?

- Oh, come on, come on.
- No.

Wait a minute. Where are you going?

I've got some leftover coq au vin
in the fridge

and six episodes of Downton Abbey
on the DVR.

But when you're ready to get real,
yeah, give me a call

because I'd sure love to schedule
another session.

- She's late.
- Five minutes.

Seven minutes.

You gonna make a federal case
over 120 seconds?

We busted our humps to put together
potential buyers on her timeline.

The least Juliette can do
is show up for a meeting.

And I have arrived.

Oh, no, I don't need to see
any of your buyers

because I've already found my own.

Come in.

Yo, yo.

What up, homeys?

Is this where I drop my millions at?

Hank, Nico, meet Deez Ballz.

It's about to go down, bro.

Deez Ballz?

You expect the league to sell the Hawks

- to a man named--
- Dwayne Brewer.

Deez Ballz is just his rapper name.

The fact that he has a rapper name
sums up the whole problem.

What he has is a slew
of entertainment financiers,

all of whom love New York football.

Nico, this is not the process
we discussed.

This is not his process.

It's my process because this is my team.

Which you wanna sell.

After being controlled
for the last 23 years by Daddy,

the last thing I want is for them
to treat me the same way.

So until I sell,

I will hire whoever I like
and I will fire whoever I like.

And if I wanna sell to Deez Ballz
or Dem Ballz

or any other kind of Ballz,
then that's exactly what I'll do.

Juliette!

Juliette! Juliette.

No, no--

You gotta signal
before making a U-turn there.

Sorry.

- You okay?
- Yes.

Thank you for asking.

Hey, TK said that you are not going
to dress him for the game.

No. Football decision.

You gotta understand
that he's just coming out of rehab.

It's like he's living
with this completely new skin.

He's trying to figure out
all these new coping skills

which means he really needs--

- Extra TLC.
- Yeah.

Consider it done.

Gotta run.

Yes, I was avoiding.

The dalliance.

There was kissing.

There was good kissing.

And there was about
to be more good kissing.

And then I had the very good sense
to stop it.

The good sense? Really?

Yep.

That's what I just said.

Double-arm cross.

Who is this fellow?

What do you mean? You wanna know his name?

Yeah.

It's Nico.

Nico?

So it was a completely logical choice
you made

to curtail this Nico activity?

- Yes.
- And because of all this good sense

you now have a frozen pet fish

and an office in disarray?

Yes.

No, no, no!

You know it's no.

So if you know it's no,
why are you trying to yes me, Danielle?

- But I don't know.
- "I don't know."

Which means you don't wanna tell me.

Round and round the circle we go.

Where we'll stop, nobody knows.

I'm sorry, Dr. Gunner, Al.

You suggested that I come to you

and you know that I am dealing with a lot.

The least that you can do
is be a little bit nice to me.

Okay. She wants nice.

She wants nice.

Okay, well, Dr. Jenx will give you nice.

Good luck, Danielle.

Downton Abbey, here I come.

Is this the Santino residence?

It is.

I'm looking for a Dr. Danielle Santino.

Well, yeah, you have the right place,
but she's not home.

Got any ice cream?

Yeah.

Community service, huh?

Been there.

- Yeah?
- Oh, yes.

First time for
a five-finger discount incident,

then for a stealing-a-car incident

then for I-don't-remember incident.

Anyway, the last time,

I volunteered tutoring at-risk kids

for one of my mom's charities.

I thought it was gonna be really lame,

but it ended up being
kind of enlightening.

Yeah, well, I pick up trash on the side
of the road, so less enlightenment,

more candy wrappers and empty beer cans.

Doesn't matter.
Trying to do my time and be done.

Yeah, I was doing the same thing,
trying to get some distance

from my family
when I got knocked off my path.

I'm sorry about your dad.

You and me both.

So you're here to see my mom?

Yeah. I'm hoping she can
fill in some details for me.

- Details for...
- A lot of things.

So butterscotch, huh?

I don't think I know anyone
under the age of 70

- who does the butterscotch.
- Okay, don't yuck my yum.

- Don't what my who?
- Yuck my yum.

Santino family rule, okay?
It's okay not to like something,

but don't go yucking someone else's yum.

All right.

Give me a taste.

Come on. I'm not afraid of cooties, so...

Okay.

Definitely some yum in there.

Ray Jay?

Hey, Mom.

- You know Juliette Pittman, right?
- Hello.

Hello.

- Yo, what's up?
- Oh, great.

Deactivating me wasn't enough?
You gotta trash my house now too?

Come on.

- Just came by to see how you're doing.
- You know what?

Other than the fact that I just committed
an act of vegicide,

I'm peachy.

- How much you watering this thing?
- Every three hours.

Think it needs more?

No. No, no, no.

I think it needs less of your attention.

Why don't we go out, grab a bite to eat?

I already ate.

An apple pie and a box of doughnuts.

Skittles?

Come on. Let's get out of here.

I don't know what--

I can't go to a bar because of the drinks.

Can't go to a nightclub
because of all the vajayjay.

I wanna go somewhere.
I wanna get out the house, for sure.

But I just can't think of anyplace safe
that I can go.

I got the perfect spot.

You not playing me,
that some sort of punishment?

Not at all.

I think that's going in.

Good for you. Golf clap.

It's not a punishment, all right?

We're just trying to put you
in the best position to succeed.

The be-- I don't need to be positioned.

This is Washington.

Rolando Sheldon is the cover corner.

That's my bitch.

- I smoked his ass last year.
- I know.

- Hundred and three yards.
- And a touchdown.

This is not right, Matt.

Toes should be on the sidelines
trying to get in, not me.

And you got me over on the sidelines now,
just trying to figure out how to...

Live in your new skin, bro.

That's all.

You sound like the good doc.

- Something's up with her.
- What do you mean?

I mean, you know...

Wonder what she's doing
when she's not being shrinky dink?

She gotta have somebody in her life.

I don't know. Possibly.

You ever think she's hitting it

- with somebody in the organization?
- Where you going with this, T?

My money's on Nico.

- Nico?
- That's all I'm saying.

I don't think so.

That boy a pimp. I'm trying to tell you.

You're back-seating it.

New rule.

There's gotta be one leather seat
between us at all times.

You ready to talk?

About Juliette.

Pittman?

No.

Romeo and Juliet.

Juliette Pittman,
who showed up at my house

and then proceeded to grill me
about her mother and her father.

What about them?

Was it true

that her mother was in love
with another man?

- And you said--
- I said...

that I wasn't Marshall's therapist

because he was my boss

and I couldn't be her therapist
because now she's my boss

and that I'm incredibly overdrawn,

at the Hawks bank of interpersonal
relationships, thank you.

- You said that?
- No. In my head, I said it.

- Look, Dani--
- Nico.

You keep that girl away from my son.

The Pittmans can spray
their chaos all over me,

but Ray Jay is doing his best
to clean up his act

and I will not have him messed with.

Am I loud? Am I clear?

You are both.

Thank you.

I know what I want.

Let me know if you're in.

Dani, I've never let you down.

- Nico.
- You're not alone.

I have wasted a lot of time
with the wrong women.

Lindsay?

The lamp slipped.

Sorry.

Did you do all this?

I wanted to surprise you.

I thought that if you got up
in the morning

and your office was all nice

that maybe you could restart your practice

or maybe also bury Mr. Fishy.

Honey, we're gonna bury Mr. Fishy.

I promise you.

When?

Soon.

Dr. Gunner. Dr. Gunner!

Oh, hello, Danielle.

So how was your session with Dr. Jenx?
Was she nice?

I didn't go. I don't wanna go to Dr. Jenx.

I want you to help me bury my fish,
damn it!

- You're angry.
- You think?

And what is anger?

Anger is a response to being hurt,

which I know because I learned it
in your classes.

What I don't know is why you seem
to be going out of your way

to make me utterly nuts.

If you know something, then tell me.

And if you don't, then enough already.

Let me let you in on a little secret.

I don't know anything.

But you do.

You're getting very, very close, Danielle.

Yeah?

- Very close.
- Yeah, but to what? Close to what?

I got your message.
What can I do for you, Hank?

Mark Cuban's upped his offer.
The league's ready to move.

As I think you saw,
Juliette is not in the mindset to move.

And it's that mindset
that's the problem in a nutshell, Nico.

She disappeared after yesterday's meeting.

For all we know,
she could be on another binge.

Where is she, anyway?

- You got a problem, Donnally?
- We both do, Mr. Careles.

This is way over your head.

It's certainly over hers.

Probably a matter of time before
she goes off the deep end like her father.

Now, I've heard the rumors.

Nico the protector,
Nico the surrogate father.

I suggest you back the hell up.

Get her to agree to the Cuban offer

or the league will get
the lawyers involved.

It'll take time,

but we can get her charter invalidated.

We'll need her answer
by the end of the day.

I've been calling you.

I'm not home!

Listen, I need your help on...

- You okay?
- No, I am not.

I don't understand

anything right now.

Understanding is overrated.

Not for therapists.

Okay. Look.

It's been my view in life
to keep things real simple.

Anything that can't be explained
in four words,

not worth thinking about.

Why did you kiss me?

Because you needed to.

Why'd I kiss you?

Because I wanted to.

What happens next?

Remains to be seen.

Why should you get up and help me
with Juliette Pittman?

It's what you do.

- Nico, I am in no position--
- She needs someone to talk to.

She hasn't answered my calls.
She's frozen me out.

She sent me a text. It said "goodbye."

As we enter the second half,
you have to ask,

what has happened to the Hawks' offense?

They have been completely shut down
by a Washington defense

that before today,
hasn't been able to stop anyone.

Given how the offense has sputtered,

you have to wonder if the Hawks regret
not playing Terrence King.

What's up, ladies?

How you doing?

Hot dogs. Get your hot dogs.

- Polish hot dogs right here.
- Yo, hot dog dawg.

- You, the guy with the box of hot dogs.
- Yo.

I want two.

Want two hot dogs? Down there?

You're the only dude
carrying a box of hot dogs, right?

What are you doing?

- Ordering hot dogs.
- I can see that.

But the game's out there and we're losing.

Oh, are we? That sucks.

First down, Wolves.

Hands like these, maybe one day,
I'll be a receiver.

Will you girls excuse us for one second,
okay?

That is Polish.

T, if you're gonna pull stunts like this,

I don't want you on the field.

It's not a stunt, dawg. I'm hungry.

Yeah, for attention.

I wanna be on your side, Terrence.

I really do.

I get that you don't like Toes.
Fine. You're both competitors.

I've spent the entire season trying
to keep this team from sinking

and you keep throwing water in the boat
and leaving me to bail it out.

Matty D, I am 35 days sober

and you guys keep taking the one thing

that means anything to me,
which is football.

Yeah, you're 35 days sober.

And one thing remains the same.

That no matter what's going on,

it's always about you.

Hey, hey, hey.
Just give me a second alone with her.

Hey, Juliette.

Carol and Herbert Gable.

I've decided that he ran a Laundromat

and she raised birds.

Juliette, have you taken anything?

My father was mentally ill.

It's genetic, right?

Yes, mental illness can be hereditary,

but it can also be treated.

So if that's something you think you're
struggling with, we can get you help.

But I need to know
if you've taken anything.

And I need to know if I'm gonna drive
a plane into the ocean.

Why would he leave me
the one thing he knew I'd despise?

Because... it was also one of the things
that he loved.

And, Juliette, maybe in his limited way,

he was trying to tell you how he felt.

Everything's changing.

And I don't know what to do

or how to feel.

Your father's gone and I know that's hard.

But you're still here.

You have your whole life ahead of you.

You just need to decide
what you're gonna do with it.

I didn't take anything.

Time is running out for the Hawks,
with only 23 seconds left in the game.

The offense needs to get the ball
in Kittridge's hands,

but Sheldon has had his number all day.

Hawks drop back to pass,
looking for the win.

Kittridge jammed by Sheldon at the 15.

Evans, nowhere to pass and nowhere to go.

And down goes Evans.

A five-yard loss, bringing up
a key third down for the Hawks.

Time-out.

I'll take that now.

TK! Donnally, what the hell's he doing?

- I don't know. I don't know.
- Toes.

- Toes.
- TK!

Sheldon is favoring his right shoulder.

He comes up to the line nose up,

but he resets before the snap
on the right side, outside.

Swim off that shoulder,
you have real estate for days.

- Rip and dip.
- Okay.

So you're gonna tell me
how to play football?

- That's good.
- I'm telling you how to get the W.

All right.

You know you don't belong out here, TK.

That's what everybody keeps telling me.

And it all comes down to this, folks.

I can't hear myself think
over the roar of this crowd.

Ten seconds left in the fourth quarter.

Hawks down by four

and only enough time to run one more play.

Evans brings them to the line.

It is now or never, folks.

Move! Move up! Move up!

There it is. Rip and dip.

Come on, son!

The ball is snapped.
Evans drops back, looking to pass.

Kittridge breaks away
from Sheldon at the 20-yard line!

Touchdown!

Touchdown, Hawks!

- Hawks win! Hawks win!
- Yeah, baby!

Roll it like that!

Baby!

Precision routes,
timing and accountability.

That's what you--

- Joe. Joe. Joe.
- Yeah!

- Man, Sheldon had you locked up all day.
- Oh, no, no.

How did you break away in the end?

Noticed he was favoring his shoulder,
coming to the line nose up.

Resetting to the outside before the snap.

All it took was a little dip,

little rip, get that extra step
I needed, the rest is history.

- All right, man, good game. Thank you.
- Thank you, brother. All right!

All right.

Damn. This fool's head
is almost as big as yours.

Game on, dawg.

Game on.

Right on time.

Didn't wanna keep you waiting.

The league has thoroughly vetted
this offer,

but I'm sure your lawyers will wanna
go over everything with a fine-tooth comb.

Having said that,

we'd like a commitment from you
to enter into a good-faith negotiation

with the intention to sell to Mr. Cuban.

Looks amazing. Thank you.

Clean out your office and
exit the facility by the end of the day.

You're fired.

- If this is about Deez Ballz--
- I'm not selling to Dwayne Brewer.

I'm not selling to Mark Cuban.

I'm not selling to anyone.

I'm keeping the team.

Which is, I guess, what my dad wanted.

She can't do this.

The league's takeover of the Hawks
was Marshall's choice.

That agreement is no longer applicable.

Let me know when he's gone.

- Hey, I'm running--
- You got a minute?

Two seconds?

- Sure.
- Thank you.

Look, Dani,

I know we're keeping things professional,
which isn't easy all the time.

So I gotta ask you a question.

Is there something going on
with you and Nico?

Me and Nico?

It's not a trick question.

True.

But it's a question that I'm not sure
you have the right to ask me.

Same as I don't have the right to ask
who you were in bed with

the night that TK went AWOL from rehab.

- It's not the same.
- Isn't it?

No, because I'm not asking
about someone random.

I'm asking about Nico.

I am not involved with Nico, Matt.

The phone rang...

the night of the dalliance.

We kissed, me and Nico. We were kissing.

We were still kissing,
just frantically kissing up the stairs

and then the phone rang.

Saved by the bell.

Saved by the police station.

So my son got arrested
and I had to go bail him out.

But the truth is
if that phone had not rung,

then I would have just dragged him
up to my bed.

And that scares you?

What scares me
is that I'm caught between

the man that I love,

that I cannot have

and the man
that I am dangerously attracted to,

that I shouldn't have.

So I'm at this crossroads

and I can't take either path.

Can't you?

Restart your practice.

Bury your fish

and simply embrace the fact
that being a therapist

doesn't make you immune from being human.

You do that

and we can really dig in.

How does Thursday at four sound?

It sounds awesome.

I'm calling to tell you
that I am back from my hiatus.

Yes. And if you would like to come
to your appointment tomorrow...

Very good.

Okay, I will see you then.

Bye-bye.