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- We are done here.

- I'm getting us what we wanted.

What we fucking talked about.

I'm doing it.

You are supposed to help.

You and I can still get out of this.

- I'm trying to get out of this.

- J-just go away, okay?

- I'm not gonna go away!

- Oh, calm down!

Oh, Nicky, you are so scared.

I really had no business being

in this situation in the first place.

I don't know, I guess being a psychiatrist doesn't mean

you know what you're doing.

Well, it wasn't really the first time, it fucked up.

It's just all very confusing.

It's a long story.

So let me just start in the middle.

- You fucking idiot.

You're cool.

You're cool.

You're so cool, you buy anything.

I met some real shitheads.

I met some real, real shitheads.

But you bought it.

You bought it, hook, line, and sinker.

You bought the whole fish.

Believed who I was.

You really believed it.

You're fucking stupid.

You're stupid.

Mm, not stupid, just weak.

That little complication gave my career a shot.

Yeah, right in the heart.

You know, no one likes a scandal.

Nobody.

And I gotta tell you what few friends I had,

disappeared in a heartbeat.

Everyone, that is, except Kate.

She's my lawyer.

And to be honest, she wanted to be more.

So, I went looking for answers in the desert

while she tried to clean up my mess I was in.

And what the hell, you know?

Hey, for the work for Moses.

- Hello, I'm Dr. Wayland.

We spoke on the phone.

- Edward Altman.

- What brings you to Palm Springs?

- Oh, I just need to slow down.

I know exactly what you mean.

Dr. Altman, that's your office right there.

So tell me, how long have you been practicing?

It seems like forever.

Yeah, that's a long time.

What school did you graduate from?

- A small school.

Rambling.

- Rambling, wonderful football team.

- Well, actually, I was on the handball team.

- Handball, oh, incidentally, this is the room

where you'll be receiving your confessions.

Oh, let me check this.

I bought this building for this view.

Is that a killer?

Uh, so tell me, uh, are you married, Doctor?

- Excuse me? - Are you married?

- Oh, no, no, no.

- Oh, how come? - Yeah.

- Good-looking man like you.

- I am so sorry I am late.

There was this, you couldn't believe it.

There was this truckload of fish that was on the highway,

and it completely spilled over,

and it smelled absolutely awful.

I'm, I apologize, really, it was disgusting, though.

You can't imagine this.

- How's my case going?

- Well, they're not gonna drop the charges

because they think you slept with a girl.

- How am I gonna prove that I didn't?

- I don't know, we'll work on that.

I think I can get them to drop the case

as long as the lawyers are reasonable.

- Oh, look, lawyers are never reasonable.

Just do what you have to do, and bill me.

- Yeah, right, like I'm gonna bill you for living here.

No.

- Interesting place you have here.

- Yeah, it's my parents.

- I hate to break up the party,

but something really stinks here.

- Oh, God.

That's probably because the maids haven't been here

for so long.

Oh, that's disgusting.

They can ignore that now.

- Mm.

- Look, the girl's family, they won't make any concessions.

They wanna see your license to practice taken away.

And they wanna see you in jail.

- I got a real problem, don't I?

Mm-hmm.

- Oh, God, you know, Nick, I deal with all kinds of people.

Old people, young people, fat people,

skinny people, even ugly people.

I don't know, ugly people gotta get laid, too, right?

I gotta admit, you are one ugly pile of puke.

You know what I like about women?

Perfection.

Long legs. Real hard ass.

You know, like a, like a hard piece of fucking oak.

Gotta have a hard ass.

Ally, Ally have a hard ass.

Ally has a hard.

That's what I love about women is their, their ass.

Asses.

Thin waist, long legs, and lips.

Lips, like what is that, uh...

uh, what is that fruit?

Uh, what, what is it?

Funny name?

Uh, kiwi.

Ally got kiwi lips.

I love kiwi lips, mm.

Beautiful, sucky, sucky, fucky, sucky, kiwi lips.

Kiwi lips, kiwi lips.

I don't care what anybody says.

Women are an addiction.

And I've dealt with a lot

of addictive personalities in my business.

Alcohol, drugs, violence, they're all learned.

Let me tell you something, the worst is women.

And hey, man, you're born with that one.

Thank You, God.

- You waiting for someone?

- May I please borrow a pen?

- Sure.

- If you decide not to camp out here tonight,

I'll be getting off at about 12.

- I think she was talking to you.

What makes you think that?

- There's me. There's you.

And I'm obviously unavailable.

- Last call.

Sure, vodka-tonic.

Sure.

- So, what line of work is your husband?

- He makes money.

So what do you do?

- Work with people inside their heads.

- So what's your first impression of me?

Professionally speaking, of course.

Well, I'm sure you could wrap

any three guys around your little finger,

and they wouldn't even know it.

Tonight, I wouldn't mind being one of them.

- You are trouble.

Oh, you really are trouble.

- What's your name?

- Have a great night.

- You must be sweating your balls off in that outfit.

Why don't you roll the window down?

No, roll all the way down.

- Now you're getting smart, huh?

Sweet Jesus.

Ah!

My nose. - Roll up the window, please.

Roll up the window, now tell me where she is.

My nose!

My nose, my nose, my nose, my nose.

My nose is gone.

Nose, is, is the favorite part of my body.

- My nose. - You know,

I'm sitting here now,

and I'm realizing something.

You're actually, in your head,

really think that you fooled me.

You really think that you pulled one over on me.

But let me tell you something about how,

let me give you her psychological profile.

- Did you come here looking for me?

- Yes, I did.

- Do you wanna dance?

- Mm, I'd love to.

♪ Say that you love me ♪

I'd love to watch you dance.

♪ Say it, say it now ♪

♪ Last night, you had a chance to hear ♪

♪ I'm telling you again that there's nothing here ♪

♪ I got flesh and bone, a nice hotel ♪

♪ All to serve is not my kind ♪

♪ I can't explain the way I feel for you ♪

♪ The way you give me that look that you always do ♪

♪ It's not just passion inside of me ♪

♪ can't you see ♪

♪ I love to hear the words, but you have to say it ♪

♪ Say it to me all night long ♪

♪ Baby, I love you ♪

♪ I can't live without you ♪

♪ And I couldn't take the reason why ♪

- Mm.

- I'm sorry, I can't do this.

- We were hiking, and we got separated

from the rest of the group.

And then, as we were walking along, I noticed that, um,

his unit was large

and extremely erect.

- Um, who was this boy?

- He's my best friend's son.

- Well...

- To see his unit large and erect.

How'd that make you feel?

- I found it upsetting.

- I'm sure it was.

Maybe we should just, uh,

discuss this at a further time.

- Don't we still have a few more minutes?

- Wouldn't you like a little more time to discuss this?

- All right.

- I'll see you next week.

- Hello.

- Wasn't expecting you.

- I wasn't expecting to be here.

It's not much of a view.

I expected something a little different.

- Well, I don't look out the window very much.

- Doctor, I have a problem I'd like to talk to you about.

I dunno if I'm just interested in this guy,

or if I'm in a depression and he's looking good to me.

- Well, how long have you been married?

- Too long.

- Why don't you just walk away?

- It's hard to walk away

from something when you've got nothing.

- Yeah.

- If I were to show you the way I lived,

would it help you solve my problem?

Mm, I believe it would.

♪ I am dreaming of you ♪

♪ Every night, and I'm alone ♪

♪ No one else can do what I do ♪

♪ Ain't got no love ♪

♪ Since the day you went away ♪

♪ I do not know just what to do ♪

♪ I am addicted to your love ♪

♪ No one else can do what I do ♪

♪ No one else can do what I do ♪

- Hello?

Uh, Noah.

Look, I went to the bar.

I had a drink. I came home.

Oh, I'm wearing that pink dress you like so much.

Yeah, the one you really like.

I'm gonna wear it when you come home.

I wish you were here, too.

I was just about to get into a hot bath.

Hmm, that sounds good.

I'd do that for you.

I'd do anything for you.

- Ed.

- Phew, woo.

- So what happened with you and that actress?

- Nothing.

- That's not what it said in the paper.

- Well, I don't really care what it says in the papers.

I'm a professional, I don't sleep with my patients.

- That's not what her family thinks, though, right?

- Well, that's why I'm here.

I'm scared, Ed.

I know.

- He's coming back tomorrow.

I don't care.

Excuse me, can I help you?

- Oh, the janitor, let me in.

Said it'd be okay if I wait here for you.

Are you Dr. Ed Altman?

I'm Nolan Phillips.

- I don't believe, uh, I recognize your name.

Do we have an appointment?

- No, I didn't, and, and you don't know my name.

But I've heard yours around town.

About you being the new guy in town and everything?

It's hard for people to keep a secret around here.

- Oh, let me see.

Maybe we can, uh...

hit you in, perhaps on a Thursday.

I won't be here Thursday.

How about now?

- All right.

- Uh, like to fuck.

I like to fucked.

Everybody likes to fucked.

It's a way of communicating.

You know, sometimes you're happy.

You're fucking happy.

You're happy. She's happy.

Fucked happy.

Sometimes you're angry.

So you fucked angry, like a savage, right?

You pull, you tear, you fucked each other so hard.

And sometimes you can't.

No matter what you do.

It's like dead.

Zippo.

You ever been there?

- It happens to all of us.

- Yeah, well, I asked, has it happened to you?

- It has.

- Has it ever happened to you with one person?

Now you can fucked a stranger.

You can fucked a hooker.

You can even fucked somebody else's wife.

But you can't fucked your own.

I don't know if it's her fault or my fault.

I'm starting to hate her for it, Doc.

- Why don't you trust your wife?

- I don't know.

I don't wanna hurt her.

I don't want to go to the joint either.

- Have you talked about this with your wife?

- My wife?

That's a good idea.

I have to go now.

Thanks for talking to me.

- I had a wonderful encounter here a couple years back.

I was on my way to a psychiatric convention.

It reminds me of today, it was hot and airless.

And you know, standing by the side

of the road was this beautiful girl.

She was hitchhiking. I pulled over.

She got in the car, and she was,

I was on my way to this convention.

And, well, anyway,

to make a long story short, I never got there.

We stopped off at this little hotel.

It was just before we entered Palm Springs.

And she was just so vulnerable in there.

And I remember, as I was entering her,

it was like she was like a warm,

uh, pff, warm honeydew.

Sticky and hot.

And as I kept getting larger and harder,

and as I kept going deeper and deeper, I finally exploded.

It was sort of a abnormal amount of sperm.

I just, uh, I was just so excited.

Dr. Altman.

I'm sorry, I didn't interrupt anything, did I?

I was just thinking about what you had said

about our last session.

And you were right.

It is our problem.

So I took the, uh,

liberty of bringing my wife here today.

Sit down, honey.

Ed, this is Ally.

Ally, this is Ed.

So, where do we start?

Oh, Doc, we haven't had sex in, uh, how long, honey?

Six, seven months?

- Well, if it's easier for you, Ms. Phillips,

you'd rather come back at a later time.

- Ed, Ed, what are you doing?

This was your suggestion.

You were supposed to help me follow this through.

What's the deal with that?

You don't know how much I appreciate this, honey.

You know what pickle is, Ed, right?

You got a lot of baseball games, don't you?

See, you have a runner who gets caught

between two bases,

and the infielders, as you're throwing it back and forth,

and back and forth.

You can't go left.

You can't go right.

I can't have sex with my wife, Ed.

'Cause I'm jealous, Ed.

I'm insanely jealous.

And the more jealous I become, the harder it is for me

to think about having sex with my wife.

And the harder that becomes,

the more I think about her having sex with someone else.

And that's the ultimate fucking pickle.

She's beautiful, mm?

Isn't she?

I'm a regular guy, Doc, you know, I mean, I'm busy.

I'm on the road a lot.

You start to wonder,

you know, is she sleeping with another man?

She keeps a journal, Ed.

You ever read someone's journal

when they're describing themselves fucking another guy?

Did you, Ed?

What wears on your head, you know, like a loop, like a loop.

A loop, loop, loop-

- I won't do this anymore.

- You stay for this, okay?

You understand?

Look at me.

You see what I mean, Ed?

It's a God-damn pickle.

But, uh, I brought something I wanted to show you today.

See, that's my bitch.

I own that bitch.

When I call, I expect that bitch to come, and only to me.

Hey there.

You look great. - Victory, Dr. Ed.

I got the whole family off your back.

- Well, how'd you do that?

- 'Cause I was good.

Because I was tough, and I was understanding.

And some will people do anything for a lot of money.

- Uh, what about my friends at the Licensing Board?

- I think that'll be taken care of.

I think they're gonna back off just like the family did.

Good.

- How would you feel

about suspending our professional relationship

for one evening?

What is it?

Hey, we don't ever have to do it.

All right, let's make a deal right now.

Let's make a deal not to fucked.

Sex is gross anyway, isn't it?

It's sweaty.

It's unnecessary.

- What do you mean?

- It can be a lot like eating dinner.

Excuse me.

- Ed Altman.

- Ed, it's Nolan Phillips.

I fucked up, Ed.

I fucked up big.

You gotta come to my house right away.

- Look, I don't take meetings outside the office.

- I don't wanna do something stupid, Ed.

You know something that ruin my life.

You understand that, don't you?

- Ed, what's wrong?

- Eh, just a small problem with one of my patients.

- Are you seeing somebody here?

- No.

- What do you mean?

- I mean, are you seeing somebody here?

- Yes.

- And are you fucking her?

Are you enjoying it?

Are you in love?

You know, I'm trying to play this fucking game.

I'm trying to play this game that you play,

and I can't play it.

I can't play it.

- Nolan.

Nolan, are you there?

- I am sorry I missed our last appointment at my house, Doc.

An emergency came up.

What the hell are you doing in my house?

- Ooh, something's happened.

And I think it's time we talk about it.

You know, like "mano a mano."

- Then, why weren't you at your house?

- I did it, Ed.

I did it.

I fucked her.

Oh, yeah, it was an angry one, Ed.

Kind of where you torture each other

until they're both weeping with pleasure?

- Why are you telling me this?

- Because you're my shrink, Ed.

- Hey, let's stop fucking around.

That's not why you're here.

- Well, then why am I here, Ed?

Because you're fucking my wife?

- Hey, Doc, your services are no longer needed.

Hi, I'm not in right now, leave a message.

Ed.

Ed, help.

He tried to rape me, ow!

Oh, God! - Come on.

Let me, let me just get one goodbye fuck, huh?

Like your shrink friend, huh?

Help!

- Ally?

- I shot him.

Jesus, what the fuck happened?

Did you call the police?

I can't.

- We are gonna have to.

Look, it was self-defense.

Your husband was my client.

He was a very sick man.

Ah, Jesus, he was a manic depressive.

He was extremely violent.

He had all kinds of problems.

- What do I say if they ask how we met?

- You just stick as close to the truth as possible.

Look.

I think we're gonna have to keep our distance for a while.

- Okay.

- You should go and call the police.

- Okay.

I'll call you.

Mm.

- Dr. Altman, I'm Detective Vollers, PSPD.

You got a minute?

- Sure. - Okay.

This is Detective Lambert.

We spoke to, uh, Mrs. Phillips last night.

- Yeah. Mercer. Mercer. - All right.

She uses her own name.

Mercer, all right.

She informed us that, uh,

when she got back from Los Angeles

that she unfortunately found her husband dead.

Well, actually, he's murdered.

And she also mentioned the fact

that her husband was seeing you professionally.

- Uh, he did visit me a couple of times.

- So, when's the last time you saw him?

- Last night.

He called me and asked me to come to his house.

You do house calls?

- Sometimes in severe cases.

Sometimes, Officer, it's, uh, much better

for the patient to remain at home.

You know, comfortable surroundings,

uh, until the medication kicks in.

- Uh-huh, I see.

And how was he when you saw him?

- Well, when I got there, he was out of control.

And actually, he, uh...

He settled down a little bit.

He was much better

than the first two visits.

I was at his house, uh,

'cause of a little miscommunication,

a little misunderstanding.

Mm.

- I'm curious now.

Now..

You had this little misunderstanding,

and then he was out of control.

Was he out of control towards you?

- Sometimes with manic depressives,

the aggressive tendency can increase

on the upend of the cycle.

- Whew, I hate to see what they do on the low end.

- Well, I'm really interested now on this miscommunication,

misunderstanding.

Now, okay, so was there anything personal

that went down between the two of you?

- No, nothing.

- So, everything when you left was kissy-faced.

Let me get something straight here.

Now, Mrs. Phillips... Mercer, Mercer, Mercer.

- Mrs. Mercer, right?

According to her, now,

her husband saw you professionally three times, right?

That includes the time that she came along

and had a session with him.

Is that right?

Correct.

- And you could tell that quick

that he was a manic depressor.

- Look, I could tell right away he had troubles

the first time he walked into my office.

Yes, to answer your question, yes.

- Okay, so right away you knew

to prescribe Lithium on their very first visit.

I mean, is that what any shrink would recommend?

- In severe cases, it's the correct procedure.

- Well, it's strange, you see, you already had one patient

who was on Lithium,

and she became a suicide, isn't that right?

- Oh, yeah, yeah, that the girl ran under the bus, whew.

That was, that was nasty business.

- That's, unfortunately, it's a occupational hazard.

No, shit.

A beautiful girl had a full life ahead of her.

Let me ask you something, Doc.

Is that a therapeutic fuck you were giving me?

What the hell would you know,

you uneducated little prick?

- Oh, that's a no-no 'cause now we have a misunderstanding.

Lunch?

Yeah, man, how about pizza?

- Nah. Nah.

- Thai. - Thai, okay, you're on.

The retrospect is a funny process.

It not only illuminates a situation,

it usually makes you feel pretty stupid in the process.

I don't know, I should have seen something coming.

Sure, Ally was good.

But I'm supposed to be trained to see through deception.

I guess, as the saying goes, "When the dick gets hard,

the brain gets soft."

Hello, this is Ally Mercer.

I'm out of town right now.

Leave a message, and I'll call you back if I feel like it.

- Ah, shit.

The hell are you doing here?

- Dr. Altman, we have got a problem.

Actually, you have the problem.

Now, why is Dr. Altman in so much trouble this morning?

- Because he lied.

- Hey, this isn't right.

Don't you need a search warrant or something?

Now this is a lot of crap.

You guys can't do this.

- Oh, we can't?

Well, then, why don't you call the cops?

- You see, after investigating Nolan Phillips's death,

we somehow see you in that picture, that gruesome scene.

And personally, I think you're guilty.

- I think I'm gonna need a lawyer.

No, shit.

Assume the position.

- Hey, numb-nut, sprinkle it over there.

- I'm having a sense of deja vu, I'm Kate Harris.

- Bob. Bob Vollers.

That's Officer Dean Lambert there.

As, uh, I mentioned earlier to your client,

we have a whole string of problems here.

- Well, Bob, fire away.

Well, okay.

Problem number one.

Your client claims to have received a telephone call

from the deceased sometime around 11 to midnight.

Is that right?

- Mm-hmm. - Wow.

That means you spoke with a dead guy.

- Now, I think this would be a very good juncture

to see the video from the Phillips's

very own security system.

Problem number two.

Your client was at the Phillips' estate

at about 6:30 PM on the day of the murder.

As it stands, per the preliminary autopsy,

the time of death is set at around six or 7:00 PM.

Hah, tada.

Voila.

- All right.

- This is number three, the murder weapon.

Now, there's two sets of prints on this weapon.

Mr. Phillips's, and you guessed it, your client's.

- Mr. Phillips called me at home

to meet him around 8:30.

- Well, I guess that's another problem,

because I don't show any record of that call.

But where's Mrs. Mercer?

What the fuck did she say about all this?

Settle down.

- Well, actually, I spoke with this Mrs. Phillips,

and, uh, she was in Los Angeles at a wedding.

A lot of witnesses.

She came home, she found her husband murdered, see?

So her scheduled flight, her arrival back,

and her call to Precinct, all confirmed.

- Yeah, well, what are you guys getting at?

- I'm getting at wrapping this one up, Kate.

- I wanna talk to Mrs. Mercer.

- Will you just knock off the crap with the misses?

It's Ally to you, we know you've been stalking her.

Jesus, did you make it interesting?

I want you to read this, Lamb Chop.

I love the way you read it.

- "Saturday the 3rd, had another fight with Anne.

So jealous, I can't stand it anymore.

If only I did what he accused me of, maybe I should.

Monday the night, finally decided to do it,

and slept with the shrink from the bar.

Can't believe I could make such a mistake.

Can't get rid of him now.

"Out of control."

"God, what a nightmare.

An obsessive shrink keeps turning up wherever I go."

- Are you sure there isn't something you want

to change in your statement you made earlier?

You thought you could be this guy?

You thought nobody would suspect you.

Nolan Phillips.

You got ties to the mom from the moon and back.

So you went over there the other night

when he was all alone,

and you blow his fucking head off.

Gang lifestyle, but you are stupid.

You think you're smart because you are a head shrinker?

Very educated man.

a dick.

- And that house, the cars, nothing's his.

Nothing's in his name, man.

It's all in the name of some company

that he owns absolutely no part of.

Just some well-paid friend laundering money.

What, hey, look, you know,

if I thought I had a shot at it,

I'd wanna be this Nolan Phillips guy, too.

- I need to, uh, take a moment with my client, please.

- Okay, counselor.

- Kate, I swear to God, I've never seen this guy before.

- I don't buy it.

- Come on, Kate, you know me better than anyone.

I wouldn't do this kind of crap.

Hey, you were there.

- What?

- Look, I don't, I can't remember what was going on.

You were outside of my office with a bottle of champagne.

There was a couple

You saw Ally. That was her.

- Yeah, I saw Ally.

That was not the man that was with her, though.

- Kate, that's what I'm saying.

I've gotta find her.

- You are not going anywhere to find anybody.

These guys wanna put you away right now.

- You gotta get me out of here, Kate.

- That might be impossible.

Guys, I need to have a moment with you.

- Oh, well... Private.

- Oh, got it. - Okie-dokie.

- Ratowski, get in here.

- Grab a seat, Doc.

So, what are you in for?

- Self-preservation is a genetic imperative.

Everybody has it, and I'm no exception.

You just gotta grab the evidence.

Whatever the fuck you do, steal a car.

If the alternative is frying in a chair, spending the rest

of my life in prison, hey, man, fuck it,

that's an easy call.

The only chance I had was

to find the wacko who set me up.

The cops didn't believe he existed.

Without him, it's my word against the, uh, grieving widow.

And hey, man, grieving widows win every time.

I knew Kate would help me.

She's a good girl.

She, she just wasn't my attorney, I mean, she was special.

She loved me.

Love, love.

Now there's an addiction I know nothing about.

- What the hell are you doing here?

Look, I am your friend, but I am your lawyer.

You have got to go back there,

and tell them exactly what's going on.

- I just need your help.

- You've made it impossible for me to help you.

- Look, that patient I was seeing wasn't her husband.

- And you know what?

I don't wanna have anything to do with this.

- All I got is a God-damn photograph and a tape.

You're the only one that saw the two of 'em together.

Kate, look, it's me, it's Ed, okay?

I don't kill people.

- Yeah, well, you're scaring the shit out of me.

- Well, just gimme a little time, okay?

I don't know what's going on.

I just...

Now you can fuck a stranger.

You can fuck a hooker.

You can fuck somebody else's wife.

You can't fuck your own.

- Well, if he's not the guy that got killed,

who the hell is he?

I don't know.

- Where'd you get these photographs?

He brought 'em into my office.

- Good-looking dog.

He said...

Here's the answer. - Go to Jail.

- I don't have any idea what you're talking about.

Listen.

Listen to this again.

Listen carefully.

I don't wanna hurt her.

I don't wanna go to jail, either.

I don't wanna go to jail, either.

Go to jail, either.

- But you're reaching for something here.

- Why, this guy's playing the role?

I'll bet you anything, this guy's talking about himself.

- You don't even have a name.

I mean, even if you're right,

where are you gonna start with this?

Right here.

I bet you his God-damn fingerprints are all over this.

Can you pull a favor with one of your friends down at LAPD?

Check it out.

I swear I'll never ask you anything again.

And if I'm wrong...

Yeah, great, this is one crazy son of a bitch.

He is a pilot.

It is a well-known fact that exposure

to violence anesthetizes a person to it.

The other interesting fact about violence is that...

It's contagious.

You never know yourself as well as you think you do.

Don't get me wrong, my primary purpose, of course,

was to clear my name.

But I have to admit, I wanted him to pay.

He messed with my head, and now it was my turn.

Not exactly a fair fight.

After all, uh, I am a professional.

You are cool.

You're cool.

You're so cool, you buy anything.

I met some real shit heads.

And I met some real, real shit heads.

You bought it, you bought it hook, line, and sinker.

You bought the whole fish.

You believed who I was?

You really believed it.

You're fucking stupid.

You're stupid.

- Would you roll down the window, please?

Roll it all the way down.

Roll it all the way down.

- Now you're getting smart, huh?

Sweet Jesus.

- Think you're real smart,

little prick, don't you?

- Why don't you take a good look at yourself?

Now, isn't that a man who has everything?

- Fuck you.

- You knew, huh?

Right?

Well, how does a man live with that kind of thing?

I'm curious.

- Well, look at you, look at me.

No competition, no sweat.

- No competition, no sweat.

That's your reasoning.

- Well, you gotta do what you gotta do.

- You kept tell me you love this woman.

And the whole time, you know I'm fucking her.

- Huh?

- I set it up with her.

See, we outsmarted you.

You lose.

I win.

- Hi, can I help you?

- Uh, yeah, could we get a table and, uh, some coffee?

- Sure, right over there.

- Just gimme another water, hey?

- Why don't you get some of this blood off you?

My nose hurts.

My nose hurts.

- I'm sure it hurts a little on the inside for you.

- Yeah, what the fuck you're talking about.

My insides are fine.

Your insides are gutted out, Ed.

We took you.

- Let's talk about truth here, my friend.

She took us both.

She had us both on the end of the hook.

- I don't believe that shit.

- Can I take your order?

- Um...

Could you give us a few minutes?

- Oh, yeah, sure.

- Look...

Listen, pal, let me tell you something.

I know a hell of a lot about women.

I understand women.

They operate in a totally different way than we do.

You trusted her.

And how did she get your trust?

She seduced you, she used you.

She made you feel loved.

This girl was working you.

She was playing you.

And you played right into her game.

She was looking for two things.

One guy with brains, and an errand boy,

- You just think if you piss me off enough,

somehow carry over onto her, right?

But there's one thing, Doctor,

that you're forgetting here,

and that I have something with Ally that you'll never have.

And that's a past.

You of all people should never underestimate the power it.

- There you go, partner, it's all fixed now.

Get down.

Get down! - Is that her?

- It's her, what's she, what's she doing here?

Alright, look, I'm gonna put you in the trunk.

I'm gonna get her in the car.

- I'm gonna give him the what?

- You're gonna listen to what she's gotta say.

- Oh, you're gonna listen, I'm gonna get in the trunk, huh?

- Hey, you're gonna listen.

Move your ass. - Right.

Pull a gun out, I'm fucking listening.

I have to listen to all this?

Hop in the trunk.

Get in the trunk.

Get in the trunk.

I'm gonna make you listen to what this bitch has to say.

You got the guts for that?

- You can make me listen, fuck you.

You can't make me listen.

Couldn't make me listen.

Here, I trust you.

- Trust me? - Be back in a sec.

- Hello.

Ed, what are you doing here?

- You missed me?

- Ed, I can't believe you're here.

- Open the trunk.

What do we have here?

Hmm, I think I'll take this one.

I got a brand-new car.

It's over there.

- Well, you know, there must have been some kind

of misunderstanding here, you know?

- Oh, yeah, it's a huge misunderstanding.

Well, you know, I got some tickets for it.

- Excuse me?

- Got two tickets on hold at LAX.

- Oh, you got a ticket for you,

and you got a ticket for me? - Yeah.

- Oh, did you purchase them

after I, um, took care of your husband?

- Oh, fuck it, what do you expect me to do?

Do you know how hard I worked for that money?

The indecencies I went through to get it.

- Like what, sleeping with me and, uh...

- Well, no.

I think that was the best bid, actually.

Certainly the easiest.

Yeah.

I picked you, Ed.

You were so perfect.

I read about you in the papers.

Saw you on the TV news.

You know, all the time, I was wondering if you slept

with her, that patient.

And like some miracle, you showed up here in Palm Springs.

It was perfect.

Yeah.

The, the person was like, uh, supposedly, uh...

- Oh, well, I needed three men, you see?

A rich man.

A sensitive man, and a stupid man, like Nick.

A what?

- Nick, he's an idiot, he's probably still waiting

for me, at like this abandoned airport somewhere.

Did he get jealous, Ed?

Did you?

Huh?

Hmm.

How long have you known Nick?

- I've run around with Nick for years.

Little cons, low-end deals.

Losers, really.

Then Nick got arrested.

He went down, and I didn't know what to do.

So, I made it to Vegas, working crap tables.

And then, one night, there's this real high roller.

He's buying drinks for the whole town.

- And he just had to have you.

- When God gives you a gift...

- So you married him.

- Opportunity was knocking so loud, my ears were ringing.

I knew Nick was gonna get out sometime,

but I didn't see it as a problem

'cause I had a plan.

Oh, you stink.

- Oh, you stink worse.

Aah.

- I missed you.

I missed you.

Ah, let me out.

- We're doing it, I don't know what you're doing,

but we're doing it. - Right.

Nick.

Ally.

- How strong are you?

- What are you talking about?

- I have an idea.

Something that could be really good for both of us.

But first, I need to know that you are strong.

- I'm strong, I'm strong, I'm strong.

- I know you are, baby.

I mean, you know, if I asked you to be strong, you know,

for both of us, do you think you could do that, hmm?

How would you feel if I were

to sleep with another man, hmm?

- It's a joke, right?

- No, I'm serious.

It's not a joke.

It's a game.

- How far would it go?

- All the way.

But I mean, I'll be doing it for us.

I'm not gonna be doing it for sex.

I mean, I'm not gonna feel anything.

- No. - I need your blessing.

- No, no, no, I can't go for that, I'm sorry.

I'm not going for that.

What do I have to do?

Love me.

Love me.

- I do love you.

Now I gotta keep loving you

while you're fucking another guy?

Hm?

What are we really talking about?

- Money, lots of money.

Lots and lots and lots of money.

Yeah.

We did it, okay, okay.

- We did it. - Yep.

- We did it. - Hey.

Listen.

Nick, come, I wanna make the call now.

You ready? - Yeah, I'm ready.

You ready?

You know your line? - I'm ready.

Okay.

Seven.

- Okay, shush.

Get ready, okay, just get one goodbye fuck.

Shuut!

- Come on. Come on.

- Ed. - Come on.

Ed!

- Ed, he tried to rape me.

Come on.

Let me just get, come on, come on.

- Ed. - Come on, let me just get

one goodbye fuck.

Kinda like your shrink friend, huh?

Come on, you don't even have to...

You don't have to say you love me or nothing.

He's going crazy!

Well, we just might have

another problem right now.

Turn around.

Oh, great.

There's that little shortcut.

Okay, a little man's complex.

Let me take care of him.

Hey.

- Hi there.

- Hi.

- Boy, is it hot, huh?

The reason I stopped you is

because I recognize your beautiful car.

- You know what, I've gotta get back to my car.

- No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Just wait.

Just stay.

Stay right there.

I'm gonna have to see your license.

That's nice.

Very nice.

Just a minute.

- Ah!

- It is over, Ally.

It's over, you used me.

You used me.

You used me to help try to kill your husband.

How does it feel, how does it feel to have no heart, Ally?

How's it feel to have no heart?

Tell me.

So many men.

I wanna know what it's like sleeping with him.

- He was dangerous because he's hungry, just like me.

Tell me what it's like sleeping with me.

What it was about me.

Tell me about me, Ally, tell me about me.

What's it like?

Huh? - It was easy.

It just, I didn't have to think.

It, it was what it was.

- It was what it was, and that was that, huh?

- You wouldn't understand anymore now

than you did when we first met.

- Well, you're just gonna leave me at the fucking airport!

- You left me!

You were locked up.

I had no fucking money.

I had a fucking truck that was falling to pieces.

I would drive up to a, to an intersection, it wouldn't stop.

Shut up!

Just shut up!

- A light would turn green, and it would shift.

And the transmission was completely-

- Shut up!

- I did what I had to do, and I'm not going back to that.

♪ Take me back in the arms of a sweet dream ♪

Betrayed me.

- What did you want me to do?

- You betrayed me, I wanted you to not fucking betray...

- You said you could do this.

You said you could be strong.

- You betrayed me because you are a whore!

- You're a fucking whore!

- But this isn't about that.

You said you could be this.

- I could do that, but what are you doing here?

What are you doing here?

- I'm getting us what we wanted.

What we fucking talked about.

I'm doing it.

You are supposed to help.

You and I can still get out of this.

Fuck, just go away, okay?

- I'm not gonna go away!

- Oh, calm down!

♪ To the arms I was sleeping ♪

- Oh, you're so scary.

- Put your hands up.

We got a lot of artillery out here.

Come out slowly.

Oh.

Keep coming forward with your hands in front of you.

Move!

- Keep the gun.

Fuck off.

- Keep coming. Keep coming closer.

- Stay under the road, gimme the gun.

Trust me.

- He's right over there.

- Okay.

Put the gun down.

- Drop the gun, man.

- Drop that fucking gun.

- Drop it. Put it down.

- Don't shoot him, he is a sick man.

He needs help.

Grab the gun, man.

Drop that fucking gun.

Put that gun down.

Ugh! Fuck.

Uh.

You'd think after all of this, I'd feel relieved,

or ashamed, or even guilty.

I mean, you'd have to admit I'm not exactly

what you would call a lucky charm.

Not to those two people anyway.

But the fact is, I don't feel much of anything.

I'm just weak.

Women are my addiction.

I guess I could blame it on God.