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Amanda?

What are you doing?

Driver says the hotel's still an hour away.

And as beaches go, this one's...

it's not very romantic.

You look beautiful.

Get real; I'm a mess.

No makeup, sunburnt.

♪♪

Hello? I'm, uh, beginning to feel

a little left out.

I'm-I'm sorry. I was worried

that this place might bring back memories.

But it didn't.

Good. Now, can we get back in the taxi

and get to the hotel while the sun is still shining?

Sure. Nothing left for me here.

Coming!

Oh, I was hoping you were Billy.

Amanda left town... she flew down

to the Dominican Republic to get a divorce.

Billy found out that Sam's been having an affair.

And she thinks that I'm the father of Taylor's baby.

And now he's down on the whole human race,

which unfortunately includes me.

But thanks to your brother, I know that I am not the father,

but that has not kept Taylor

from telling everybody else that I am.

And now he's giving me the silent treatment.

Have you heard a word that I just said?

What?

Ugh!

Oh. Sorry.

Look, Taylor...

Taylor is this close to confessing everything she knows

about Christine's death, I can feel it.

And Amanda is about to drop McBride

from the end of her name if you don't get your butt

down to the Dominican Republic.

There is a 48-hour waiting period.

And since the truth is, the only thing

that's gonna stop Amanda from getting a divorce,

you and I are gonna spend this time baiting Taylor.

Look, I know that you haven't been listening to me,

but I'm having my own problems right now, Kyle.

It'll be easy, okay?

All you got to do is let it slip that I told you that I want

to marry her, but I am concerned that she is hiding something.

As long as I have these concerns about Christine's death,

she's not walking down the aisle anytime soon.

Maybe you should forget about your plan

and save your marriage.

I can't do that,

not until I prove to Amanda

that Christine's suicide wasn't her fault.

You are playing a dangerous game, Kyle.

Please?

- Please? - Okay, I will help!

Thank you.

♪ Going to take a journey ♪

♪ As far as I can see ♪

♪ Pack my things into ♪

♪ A bag And leave round three ♪

♪ Bid farewell ♪

♪ To my friends ♪

♪ Say I'll be home soon ♪

♪ They won't ♪

♪ See the lies ♪

♪ Nor will they see the truth ♪

♪ That I'm going to escape ♪

♪ Gonna ride from place ♪

♪ To place ♪

♪ Where the sunshine light ♪

♪ It burns my eyes ♪

♪ Nothing left of me ♪

♪ No trace ♪

♪ Find a place to stay... ♪

Oh, my God, what happened to you?

Aw, it's just a contused ligament.

I... fell down a mountain.

Fortunately, Michael was there

- to save me. - Michael?

'Course, he's the one who caused the accident in the first place.

It's not atypical when you're dealing with Mancini.

It's my fault. Peter, he tricked me

into telling him where you were.

Let's just forget it, though.

It all worked out for the best.

Can I come in?

Yeah. It's your place, too.

You know, it sure feels good

- to be home. - Here.

Oh, thanks.

I felt bad about the way I left.

I-I was out of line about the whole Coop thing.

I've been under a lot of pressure, you know, and...

I know.

But I had a bit of a catharsis while I was away,

not that I couldn't use another month away in Bishop,

but I'm feeling better.

Well, I'm glad, and...

I accept your apology.

Peter, I missed you.

I missed you so much.

Oh...

Mm-hmm. All right, I got to go.

Uh, Thursday at 9:00 a.m. All right.

Don't you dare stand me up.

What was that all about, that look?

Do you think I'm talking to Jeff?

Were you?

No. I swear, I haven't talked to him since the hospital.

And I won't talk to him again.

- Right. - I was talking to Amanda's painter.

She's having her apartment painted

while she's out of town, and she asked me to take care of it.

Why are we talking about this

when we should be talking about everything else?

I have so much that I need to say.

I couldn't give a damn about what you need right now, okay?

'Cause I don't trust you.

I don't even like you very much

right now, so save it for someone who cares.

Uh, uh, hey, you two, I'm back.

The "M" in there seems a little crooked.

Yeah, how appropriate. Tell me something,

does-does Peter know anything about this?

Oh, it was his idea.

You see, I saved his life

while we were vacationing up in the mountains.

You and Peter went on a vacation together?

Well... kind of.

Of course, you can imagine how grateful he was,

and partner-less, since your boyfriend here deserted him.

Oh, and I'm sorry to hear you crapped out in Philly, Coop.

- Hey! - No!

You're right. You know what?

I'm not gonna let him get to me.

I'm just gonna get him.

Uh, Michael, can I talk to you for a moment

- in my office? - Oh,

actually, that's, uh...

that's my office now.

What did you say?

You heard me. And, uh, I'd appreciate you

getting all your junk out of there.

She's not moving anything until I talk to Peter first.

Be my guest. Talk till you're blue.

So, um, what am I supposed to do for an office?

Well,

um, since your position as office manager's

being terminated due to budgetary reasons,

you won't need one.

Um, but I guess you could still stick around,

go back to being a receptionist?

- Never. - Never's a very long time.

I could put in a good word with my best friend Peter.

You know what, Michael? You can clean out

- your own damn office; I quit. - Megan...

I don't know what kind of game you're playing here, Mancini,

but we're not partners and we're never gonna be partners,

I don't care what that door says.

That's a beautiful ring.

May I?

Oh! Of course.

Wow. Five karats?

Yes, it's, um, severance pay from my third husband.

"Marry rich, marry often." That's my motto.

I guess you weren't bored while I was gone.

Oh, I love it! Mm!

You're jealous.

That's a good foundation for a marriage.

Who said I was jealous?

Uh, Mr. Blake, there's a call for you.

You could take it on the house phone.

Oh, good. Thanks.

Uh, I've been expecting this call.

It's business. Can you do without me for a few minutes?

Longer than that. I'll be at the pool.

Eddie, hey!

Tell me the good news.

Now, wait a second, wait a second, no.

First you tell me there's no downside,

now you tell me I got to come up with another 50 grand

or lose everything?!

Well, I tell you there's a hitch!

No, I need time, and now there is no time!

No. No way.

Oh, well, the hell with you, too!

Hey. Borrowed this from Mario last night.

Thought I should get it back to him.

Thanks.

Yeah. Hey, you know,

I couldn't help but notice how happy Kyle has been these days.

Thanks again.

Yeah. I guess congratulations are in order.

Well, he told me about the blessed event.

Heck, I thought you were just doing a lot of comfort eating.

He told you about our baby?

Yeah. What's the big deal?

Like you could hide it!

Oh, yeah.

Then again, if I were

carrying a man's baby

and he wasn't about to make an honest woman

- out of me, I would probably... - Kyle didn't say that.

Well, not in so many words.

Actually, he said he was ready to propose, but...

- But what? - Well...

he's got this, uh...

I don't know...

a lingering suspicion

that you're still holding something back about Christine,

how she died.

I'm not!

That would be a first.

But... it is none of my business.

Well, what else did Kyle say?

Uh, nothing. He just thinks that

you're hiding something, and that's a problem for him.

Look, Taylor, if I were you, I would spill my guts,

and if there's nothing to spill, I'd make something up.

But that's just me.

You know me... All I want out of life

is to be married to a great guy.

And not Kyle, honest.

Well, don't worry, I never considered you a threat.

Huh. Okay, I better get back to work.

I really enjoyed our little girl talk.

Me, too.

I'm gonna take a shower.

Yeah, I'm gonna open up another bottle of champagne,

try to get even drunker.

You know, I don't need you dragging me down,

so you better snap out of your mood,

or I'll find some other playboy to marry.

Don't let me stop you, honey.

Hey, it's me.

Yeah, remember that little hitch?

I've found a way around it.

Yeah.

Yeah, you'll have the money by the end of the week.

We'll be in touch.

I'm sorry, baby.

Pre-wedding jitters.

Let me show you how I really feel.

Sorry I'm late.

Traffic was a bear.

I didn't hit any on my way home.

Oh, that's just ludicrous.

I can't even get stuck in traffic

without you being suspicious of me now?

You got some mail.

Thanks.

Go ahead, open it; I'm anxious to see

what your lover has to say for himself.

Who says this is from Jeff?

It looks like junk mail to me.

You don't want to open it?

I'll open it, okay?

"Dear Sam..."

Oh, he doesn't have a pet name for you,

but you have one for him.

"You won't take my calls,

"you won't see me.

"I had no choice.

"I don't want to make more waves,

but I care about you too much."

What, you cheated on me

with someone who only cares about you?

In my book, that makes you a tramp.

Ugh, this is sick.

Now you just stay right here,

and I'm gonna read this right now.

"What I feel for you, I've never felt before.

"It's like you're a part of me.

"The best part.

"I love you so much.

"You said you loved me, too.

"And that you'd never felt this way

"with Billy.

You worship and love..."

How could you do this to me?

I loved you.

How could you do this?

Huh?

How could you...

This is sick!

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

You'd have to be insane to come clean.

But Jennifer said that I...

She's my sister, and I love her,

but she doesn't know what she's talking about.

Truth doesn't bring happiness.

- Well, how would you know? - Because I'm a guy.

And even though Kyle's making all the right noises

about taking responsibility for this baby, trust me,

- he's only fishing for an out. - Michael, no offense,

but you're not exactly a credit to your gender.

You know what?

You're right; I'm wrong.

I'm gone.

Oh, and, uh,

when you're crying in your linguini,

remember what I said.

Your truth just set him free.

Dr. Williams, 5564.

Yeah?

Hi.

- Hey. - Hey.

Your assistant said you're between patients,

so I, um...

I just wanted to thank you for the use of the cabin,

and let you know that's exactly what I needed... a few days away.

- I'm glad. - Yeah.

No, no, I tell you, I-I... I feel great.

I mean, I...

You know, I got a new girlfriend, a great girl.

I got a great job.

Got a great new condo.

I dunno, things are... things are great.

Peter,

when a patient overuses the word "great"

to describe their life, alarms go off.

Well, I'm not a patient.

And I don't think you're here

just to say thanks.

Okay, maybe...

Maybe things aren't that great,

but they're not so bad.

When a patient says...

All right, all right.

Why does everybody get what they want? Huh?

Answer me that.

Lexy gets an apology from me,

Michael gets his job back,

the same with Coop, and what do I get?

The big, fat zippo; that's for me.

And I just happen to hear

that my ex-wife is down in the Caribbean

frolicking around with her new boy toy.

Now, what is wrong with this picture?

Well, I've got a free hour.

Why don't you tell me?

Start the clock.

Can we see this ring here?

Sure.

Come on, humor me and slip it on.

I am not ready for a ring yet.

We had an understanding.

I mean, come on, let's get real here.

Yeah, let's.

Amanda.

Listen, if you've changed your mind, just tell me, you know?

'Cause I-I'm getting hooked; I'm falling under your spell.

Every night that I spend with you makes me want you more.

I want to know that I'm not the only one having these feelings,

that it's somewhat reciprocal.

Insecurity isn't a quality I value in a man.

I'll get the car.

Can I get you anything?

Yeah, you can get me another drink.

Okay.

I'll admit it.

Occasionally, I need a little reassurance.

I didn't mean to be rude.

No, rude's okay.

Just don't pull the plug on our feelings.

What I said the other night

about holding onto each other and never letting go?

Billy, I...

I love you.

It's a hollow word.

Your wife cheats on you, and I get the fallout.

Billy, I'm not Sam.

What, because you tell the truth?

We don't have any secrets?

Okay, you want me to lay it all out on the table?

I will.

But I want you to know that

the only reason I kept quiet was to spare you.

No, I knew it for months.

That Sam was doing the dirty deed with Jeff.

Months?

You want details, ask your wife.

No, I'm asking you.

The night of the Gala Committee Awards.

I was your date because Sam was in San Diego

hitting home runs with that guy.

- She said she had a business date. - Yeah, well,

she said a lot of things that weren't true, Billy.

Where are you going?

Sam had a dinner meeting tonight.

I'm gonna make sure it went okay.

I don't want my fortune told.

If I wanted a line laid on me about the future,

I'd call an 800 number back in the states.

Or I'd talk to you.

Come on, it'll be fun, you'll see.

Buenos noches, señora.

My friend would like her fortune told.

Sientese, por favor.

Pick ten.

I see you have been hurt by love.

More than once.

Haven't we all?

Yes.

But love has never worked for you.

The cards tell me it will never work.

Love is not enough for a woman like you.

What you need is a lifelong friend and companion.

He accepts you.

Wants only what is best for you.

When you feel yourself resisting the attentions of another,

you will know this man is near.

And...

a word of caution:

Don't back out of previous agreements.

Well, thank you.

It's been amusing.

Pay the woman, Rory.

By the way, how much did he offer you to shill for him?

No hablo Ingles.

Me, neither.

Oh.

I am not mad.

In fact, I kind of liked it.

You went the extra mile to get what you want.

See, now that's why I love you, Amanda.

You're always one step ahead.

What am I doing here?

Okay, man, I'll get the next one.

Oh, yeah, this is me.

Hey.

Jeff.

Oh, that's a big one.

How the hell did you know I'd be here?

I wrangled it out of some temp at your agency

that you were having dinner around the block.

That doesn't matter.

What matters is is that I love you.

I'm not gonna stop loving you ever.

Taylor.

Hey, I was just closing up.

I'm glad.

I mean, that you're still here.

What a night, hm?

Yeah.

Mm.

You know, it could be the best night of our lives

if you make love to me.

Mm...

Let me see...

What's wrong?

Look, it's not you.

I'm sorry. I don't...

I don't mean to send mixed signals,

but I'm not ready to take the next step.

When we were in Boston,

we were the perfect married couple.

We had the perfect marriage.

I mean, I loved you so much because we shared everything.

And that's what I want again.

I want you to be honest with me, Taylor.

Come on, tell me what you're thinking.

What are you feeling?

Well, you know what I'm thinking and what I'm feeling.

You're hiding something from me, and I don't know what it is,

or why you feel like you can't trust me,

but your secrets are pushing me away.

But I do trust you.

Tell me, before it's too late.

But there's nothing to tell, and that's the honest truth.

Damn it, Taylor, I got a right to know.

You know what?

Now I'm sorry, because my whole life I've lied,

and I've gotten really good at it.

But now, when I'm telling you the truth, you don't believe me.

You know what? I-I don't blame you.

Because I-I don't deserve you, Kyle.

But my babe...

Our baby does.

And that's all the truth that matters.

I'm gonna go. Good night, Kyle.

Look, all I'm saying is, is you don't have to jump at

the first opportunity that comes along.

Take some time, figure out what you really want to do.

And if you want to stay at home and raise our family,

I'm fine with that, too.

Jennifer got me a job at the jazz club.

What do you think?

- Mm. - Hmm.

I, uh...

I think we should have discussed it first.

Look, I-I'm not sure I want you, you know,

hustling tips and-and fighting off drunks.

Oh, come on! It's just upstairs.

We're not talking about some biker bar or something.

Besides, I'm comfortable there.

You don't look happy.

But you know what? I won't be happy, either,

if I'm financially dependent on you.

Why?

I just won't, even though I'm crazy in love with you.

Please... go with me on this, all right?

All right?

- Oh. - Mmm.

- You know how to twist my arm. - Mm-hmm.

But that's only 'cause I'm crazy in love with you, too.

- Crazy? - I'm crazy.

- Mmm. - Mmm.

Mmm.

Hey, Kyle.

How is Operation Taylor going?

Came up empty.

Oh, no. What are you gonna do now?

I am gonna dump her.

If I know Taylor, she'll do anything

to hang on to this relationship,

even if it means telling the truth.

Wish I could be a fly on the wall.

Hi.

No, don't-don't... don't say anything.

Just listen to me.

Ah.

I can't do this anymore.

God knows I've tried, but I can't get past the lies

and the deception.

So even though my feelings

are strong for you, baby, I'm moving on.

Kyle, I don't understand.

Where is this all coming from?

You know, do you ever wonder if it's worth it?

I mean, all the misery that you caused by lying?

If you knew what I've gone through

and how much I love you...

What have you gone through?

Taylor, what are you hiding from me?

What are you so afraid to tell me?

I'm ashamed.

You have to promise that you won't hate me if I tell you.

Okay. So there is something?

Kind of.

Okay, I couldn't stand to see you with Amanda.

I couldn't!

And when she started nosing around about Christine,

well, I started nosing around, too, and...

I tricked you into telling me where Nick was,

and I went to see him.

And... Oh, God!

I jumped into the sack with him.

But it wasn't sexual.

I was just pumping him for information, and if I had known

that Christine had died in the war, then that's all...

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Wait. Wait a minute.

Christine died a couple of months ago.

No.

She died seven years ago.

The woman that you thought was Christine

was actually Nick's girlfriend, who was an ex-showgirl,

who'd actually been in a bad car accident,

and she had authentic scars.

I have to admit,

she was almost a dead ringer for the real thing.

Then I had to promise Nick half my interest in the jazz club

for him to bring the bogus Christine to L.A.

No. I don't believe this.

Why are you lying to me?

Kyle, I couldn't come up with a lie this complicated.

It was a great plan.

It was, but then,

the fake Christine fell in love with you, and-and...

well, Nick got pissed, and then they got into this fight,

and she fell and hit her head and died.

That's when he came up with the idea

of taking her to the train tracks, and...

well, you know the rest.

Keep going. Keep going.

Well...

then I sent a letter over to your honeymoon suite

to Amanda pretending that I was Christine.

Threatening to commit suicide?

And then you two showed up at the train tracks

just in time to see the body pancaked by the train.

Then Nick tried to kill me, which

really isn't that important.

Oh, God! Oh!

I feel so much better.

How do you feel?

Kyle?

Sweetie?

Sweetie?

You are evil, and you make me sick.

No, my confession meant to bring us closer together!

Why? 'Cause you're having my baby?

Even that's a lie!

- No! - I've known the whole time, Taylor.

That's not my baby.

It's the best news I ever got.

Kyle, please, I'll do anything to make it up to you. Please!

Not in this lifetime.

Kyle, no!

Kyle, please don't go! I'm nothing without you!

You're nothing, period.

And some day, even that kid of yours is gonna know it.

Yeah, hold on.

Hi! I would have called first, but I was afraid

you would hide behind your answering machine.

I thought you were my neighbor.

She promised to take in my mail while I'm gone.

Wait. Where are you going?

I got a pal in Arizona

who owns a chain of sports stores.

He offered me a job.

And you took it?

What about Sam?

Lost cause.

Besides, I'm tired of all the B.S.

Yeah, well, me, too, but you don't see me folding my tent

and moving back to New Jersey.

Look, Sam's staying with Billy, okay?

I mean, she didn't come right out and say it,

but the way she kissed me last night,

definitely over, so, to hell with it.

Uh, Jeff, I haven't been totally honest with you.

Well, that's okay. I hardly know you.

Billy and I have been sleeping together.

Did you hear what I said? Billy's been unfaithful!

That's all the ammunition you need.

Sam is yours!

Not interested.

All you have to do is tell her.

- She will never forgive Billy. - You tell her.

I can't tell her. If I tell her, I lose Billy,

but if you do it, then we'll both be...

Look...

Good-bye, Jennifer.

Look, I know you love Sam, so fight for her, damn it!

That's what love is all about...

Getting in the ring with Mike Tyson

and coming out with all your limbs intact.

Uh, miss, I'd like another...

Ah, you must be new here.

I'd like another drink now, hmm?

I'll... I'll be right with you.

Yeah, but I want it now, and-and if I don't get it, well, then...

well, you're a lousy waitress, and you can forget your tip.

Hey, everybody, don't tip this lady, okay?

What?

'Cause lousy wives make lousy waitresses.

Uh-oh.

Michael, sit down and lower your voice.

No! No. And make that a double, hmm?

Oh, wait. You know what?

I think you've had enough.

I'm gonna call you a cab.

Hey, hey, hey, waitresses are supposed

to take orders, not give 'em, okay?

You know what? I-I don't know why I bother to care.

Oh, maybe because I'm back on top again, huh?

Just like Dr. Larner was?

On top of you?

Oh.

That was you?

You told that pompous degenerate that I was an ex-hooker?

For the record, I-I was gunning for Coop.

Oh, and that's supposed to make a difference?

You know, Larner's a sex addict.

He would jump anything in a skirt.

He almost raped me, Michael.

And at the moment,

I don't see any difference between that

and what you did to Coop and me. I hate you.

Oh, come on. Hate me, love me.

Make up your mind, honey, please...

- You know what? - Hey! Hey!

You have humiliated me for the last time.

I am getting off your roller coaster,

and if it wasn't going to give me so much pleasure

to hold this over you, I would tell Coop right now.

- Now, later, big deal! - You better believe it is.

You know how Coop feels about you, what he's capable of.

He finds out you blew his dream, he'll kill you.

But before he kills you, he'll convince Peter

to boot you out of the practice

and the hospital, and you'll end up looking

for a clinic again on the wrong side of town.

Are we clear?

Oh, Peter!

You're so unbelievable!

Oh, God.

Nobody makes me feel the way you do.

Mm! I love you so much.

Mm...

Ah.

Mm...

Mm...

Hello?

Amanda, it's me. Don't hang up.

What do I have to do to make you leave me alone?

Look, I'm on my way down there.

I just want you to sit tight

until you and I can straighten this thing out face to face.

Don't waste your money on a plane ticket.

I love you.

We're gonna be together, you'll see.

And don't call me again. Ever.

I can use more champagne.

Sure.

Who was that on the phone?

No one important.

How about a toast?

To quickie divorces and "quickier" marriages.

- Look, Amanda... - Shh.

Let's not spoil the evening with more talk.

- Okay? - No.

No, it's not okay; I have to say this.

Well, I'll marry you.

What more do you want?

Look, Amanda, I don't believe in happy endings

any more than you do.

Good.

Amanda.

- Hmm? - Look.

Look, I've been dating since I was 13.

I never spent more than a couple of days

without a girlfriend or a warm body.

Now I'm the envy of all my buddies,

but it just... it really took a lot out of me.

You know, I'm just tired of the chase.

Down on romance.

Look, I know you don't love me.

It would just complicate things, anyway.

You and I can give each other what we need.

And what do you think I need?

Keep the big, bad wolf away from your door.

Kyle's not the type to give up easy.

Hell, he's even calling you down here.

What you need is a friend you can trust...

great sex.

Hmm, and what do you need?

Just the great sex.

Take off your clothes.

We got a deal.

Yes, I'm attracted to Lexi, and, yes,

she's a very beautiful, sexy, and desirable woman,

but she's not the one.

Maybe I can't love a woman who loves me

or maybe I need to be tormented to be happy.

I don't understand.

I mean, why can't I just love her

the same way that she loves me?

This is the point where you're supposed

to say something incredibly insightful.

Sorry.

You think I'm warped, don't you?

Peter, is there another woman?

Are you seeing someone on the side?

No, no.

No, my cheating days are over.

I see.

All right, well, then, tell me this:

when you fantasize about sex, is Lexi part of the fantasy?

Of course, you have a partner?

You mean other than myself?

Oh.

If you must know, um...

sometimes I fantasize about my ex-wife.

Amanda?

I think about her all the time.

She's the only woman that I ever put on a pedestal.

I...

But I blew it with her.

It's over, but...

but I still love her.

My God, that's it.

That's my problem.

I'm still in love with Amanda.

No, no, I'm not really looking for another hotel.

I'm looking

for a... like a private beach,

you know, something off the beaten track.

I'm honeymooning with my new bride.

Oh, now I understand the need for privacy.

We have a number of small islands off the coast.

The, uh, facilities

are crude, but the beaches and settings are very romantic.

How does, uh, how does one get to these islands?

I could arrange for a boat

along with a supply of food from the hotel,

scuba diving gear, whatever you like.

That sounds great.

Well, listen, um...

I don't want anybody to know about this, okay?

No problem.

It's official... I'm a free woman.

Congratulations.

Come on, I feel like celebrating in the bar.

You'll take care of what we talked about, right?

Yes, sir.

What was that all about?

It's a surprise.

Can't you see?

It says Burns, Mancini, Cooper.

- That's "M" before the "C." - Oh...

oh, and that gives you the right to spend my hard-earned cash?

Your cash?!

Correction: it's our cash, okay?

Peter's, mine, yours,

- everybody's. - Yeah, since when, since when?

Since you weaseled your way back into this practice,

- that's since when. - You know,

- I'm only gonna say this once, Coop. - What's that?

- Don't use the weasel word. - You weasel.

- Weasel, weasel. - Hey, come here, come here.

Hey, hey, hey, what's going on here?

All right, you want to go again, huh?

Michael, Coop, stop it!

I mean it, stop it!

What are you, insane?!

This is a medical office, not a boxing ring!

You're right. You know what? I should have

run him over in the parking lot!

Oh, and this is the guy

- that's supposed to replace me? - Michael,

shut up.

Coop, explain.

My partner... And I use the term reluctantly...

Ordered a $5,000 vector cardiograph machine

for the office, which we do not need.

I don't agree with that opinion.

That's because you're getting kickbacks

from the suppliers, right?

You are trying to sabotage

my position here! I'll tell you what,

I'm here in perpetuity!

- Michael! - What?!

Don't you think Coop has a point?

Maybe you should take a few weeks, if you must,

to settle into this new arrangement

before, uh, you start ordering new things for the office?

All right, all right.

I'm sorry.

Friends?

Oh, I'll think about it.

Oh, my God.

How did you do that?

Uh, Michael and I have a, an understanding.

It's, uh... wordless but effective.

You, uh, are you ready for lunch?

- Starved. - All right, good.

Billy's going to come through that gate any second.

You got to go, I don't want a scene.

Until you hear me out.

I can't.

It's about Billy.

Well, well, well, my wife and her lover are at it again.

I didn't invite him.

He just showed up and now he's leaving.

Look, I'll go.

Just so you know,

your self-righteous husband

and good friend Jennifer Mancini

are having their own affair behind your back.

Come on, no.

I'm not lying to you, Sam, I swear.

Is it true?

Oh, you are such a hypocrite.

The bedroom is down the hall.

Pack my things.

I'll be back in a minute.

Don't even think about going into my bedroom.

Oh, what, are you gonna stop me?

Yeah, yeah, I'm gonna stop you.

Sam.

You bitch.

You pushed me into an affair so you could steal my husband.

Oh, thank God it's all out in the open.

I am so relieved.

I'll give you relieved, slut.

- What the hell is that? - It's Sam.

You're hurting her.

- Get off. - Hurting her? I'd like to kill her.

No kidding.

You want somebody to blame?

Blame me, blame yourself, blame us.

We're the ones that blew the marriage, right?

She's the innocent one.

She has the wool pulled so over your eyes,

along with other parts of your anatomy.

I resent that totally.

Me, too. Come on,

- let's get out of here. - Gladly.

I'm sorry about all this.

Listen, I'll finish getting you packed.

Let's get you moved into my place, okay?

I'm not moving anywhere.

I just... I need to be alone.

Happiness comes from a commitment to value oneself.

That is the lesson to be learned from side one.

Repeat after me: I am invincible.

Michael. I am invincible.

Michael?

Have you been drinking?

What? Oh, no, no.

I was just... eh, never mind.

What's wrong now, Taylor?

I've lost Kyle forever.

Oh, I'm sorry.

No, you're not.

No, really. I mean, uh,

I want the best for you and your baby.

Uh, for very unselfish reasons.

So, next time you ask for my advice, take it.

There won't be a next time.

I've called to say good-bye, Michael.

Good-bye? Where are you going?

Far, far away.

Thanks for being my only friend, Michael.

Taylor?

Taylor, are you there?

Tay...

Do you, Amanda, take this man

to be your lawfully wedded husband,

to love, honor, and cherish him,

so long as you both shall live?

I do.

Do you, Rory,

take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife,

to love, honor, and cherish her,

so long as you both shall live?

I do.

Then by the power vested in me by God

and the republic,

I hereby pronounce you husband and wife.

You may kiss the bride.

Amanda!

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