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You're here?

You're here here?

Yeah, yeah, I hope it's okay.

I-I know it's a surprise.

No, what are you talking about?

I think it's great.

I can, I can hardly wait to see you.

It's just that I have

to straighten things up around here.

You know, a bachelor's life.

Okay, I'll see you in a bit.

911.

Yes, um, this is Dr. Michael Mancini.

I have a sick pregnant woman here.

Uh, can you send an ambulance right away?

1125 Beachfront Walk.

Thank you.

Oh, Michael, you were right.

That shower is just what I needed.

I feel great.

Maybe so, Taylor, but, Taylor, you look terrible.

What?

Yeah, I mean, for a sec you were all flush from the shower,

but suddenly the blood has drained from your face,

and now, now, look, you're getting flush again.

You're like a blinking light.

Michael, stop kidding around.

No, I'm not joking, I'm not joking, Taylor.

Now... hold on.

Yeah, your, your pulse... It's, it's weak, thready.

Michael, stop it, now you're starting to scare me.

Okay, I'm not saying that we're looking

at impending cardiovascular collapse here,

but in your condition it's, it's better to be safe than sorry.

Hey, meaning what?

I'm gonna put you in an ambulance,

get you admitted to the hospital right away.

But I feel fine.

Michael, are you up to something again?

You know, I'm not just taking care of you, Taylor.

That's my baby you're carrying in there, too.

I got to try

keeping both you and he healthy.

If you think that that is up to something,

then you're right, I am.

Okay, well, I'm sorry.

That's the ambulance, it's coming.

Okay, we got to go.

But w-w-wait, I'm not dressed.

That outfit is perfect for the hospital, come on.

But, hey, how'd they get here so fast?

Well, I have an emergency button on my pager,

which I pushed when I saw your symptoms.

Now, come on, get a move on.

- Okay... oh, great. - Oh.

- Let's get you on the gurney, ma'am. - Well, is this

- really necessary? - Get on there.

- Oh, my. - Okay, yeah, you can get right on there.

Oh, Michael, you're gonna ride

in the ambulance with me to the hospital, right?

- You're welcome to, Doctor. - Uh, yeah, yeah.

Well, I'm gonna follow in the car behind.

- You're going to be all right. - I'm scared.

Let's go.

Okay, this is gonna work out.

Everything is gonna be fine.

Where'd she get all this baby stuff?

I'm a bachelor living alone, living alone, living alone.

Okay.

- Michael. - Hi.

Hi.

Oh, I couldn't stop thinking about you,

and I know this is weird, just showing up like this,

- and I don't have to stay. - No, no, don't be ridiculous.

You belong here.

Welcome home.

Oh, I just felt like I was treading water in Chicago.

I feel so much stronger now and... oh, I missed California.

I feel like I can make a go out of it again.

You can, and you're gonna do great. Now, listen to me.

I want you to go out to that deck and I want you

to look at that beautiful ocean you've been dreaming about

and I'm gonna get us some wine. I'll meet you out there

- in a second or two. - Sounds great.

You know, one of the things I missed most about California

was you, but we can take our time.

I mean, I-I don't have to live here

and in fact it'd probably be better if I didn't to start.

It's going to be fine.

We're going to work it out, okay?

Go look at the ocean.

- I'll get the wine, okay? - Okay.

♪♪

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♪♪

♪♪

♪ Fa-la-la ♪

♪ Sunny weather ♪

♪ Fa-la-la ♪

♪ Let's get together ♪

♪ Fa-la-la ♪

♪ Sunny weather ♪

♪ Fa-la-la ♪

♪ Come on ♪

♪ Get together ♪

♪ Fa-la-la ♪

♪ I'm movin' around to the sound ♪

♪ And bein' in love can make you feel ♪

♪ Baby ♪

♪ Fa-la-la ♪

♪ Sunny weather ♪

♪ Fa-la-la ♪

♪ Let's get together ♪

♪ Fa-la-la ♪

♪ Sunny weather ♪

♪ Fa-la-la ♪

♪ Come on, get together ♪

♪ Fa-la-la ♪

♪ I'm movin' around to the sound... ♪

Hello, young lovers.

Hey, good morning, Sam.

Oh, please don't stop your public display of affection

on my account.

I couldn't be happier for you.

- Thanks. - Really.

Oh, by the way, bonne chance in Italy.

Or is it "buon giorno" or "hasta spaghetti" or something?

But you know those Italians.

They're going to love you.

You would be so proud of Billy, Amanda.

He really knows how to handle Giorgio,

and he loves all of Billy's ideas.

Well, you have a very talented fiancé... or friend.

Anyway, I'm sorry to see you go, Billy.

Yeah, it's gonna be tough to leave.

I have some good ideas about who should handle

- my clients after I go. - I'll tell you what...

I'll make that determination, all right?

Okay, sure, sure.

So I'm gonna just take the afternoon,

get Jennifer a quick passport, and then,

uh, you know, we got to work out some travel plans.

Hmm, have a good time.

All right, be back this afternoon.

Tomorrow I'll work on the transition.

If you want, but take my advice.

When you're bailing, go ahead and jump.

Just don't yap about it.

You know what, Amanda?

Uh, always nice to talk to you, Amanda.

Thinks when the people in Italy are rude,

I won't understand them.

You will eventually.

You'll still be a gentleman about it.

So when are you going to be in Atlanta?

Tomorrow

for a couple of days, but I still don't know

what you want me to do.

The favor that you promised me.

I know, but...

Oh, please, Jeff,

all you have to do is send Billy a fax from Alison Parker.

Okay?

Alison lives in Atlanta...

Yeah, I got that, but why?

Look, I don't want to get back together

with Billy or anything.

I'm ready to be happy with you.

I just want to make Jennifer and Billy

as miserable as possible first,

even things out a little, that's all.

I got to tell you, Sam, I mean, I, I just think this is wrong.

One favor.

You promised.

Okay.

Okay.

All right, now, take this down.

"Dear Billy..."

I don't understand where Michael could have gone.

He said he was going to follow right behind me,

and that was last night for God's sakes.

Well, the nurse said he phoned in his page.

Well, then, where the hell is he?

I mean, he said I was in some cockamamy collapse,

and, well, you'd think he'd want to find out

whether I was dead or alive.

Well, don't worry.

As far as I can tell,

the only thing going on here is a little high blood pressure,

which is understandable because you're a little bit agitated.

Now, you need to keep calm.

You're right.

Listen, Coop, I know you think I'm annoying sometimes,

but I could really use somebody to talk to.

Listen, if I said some things,

that was, that was a long time ago.

It's ancient history, all right?

It's just that everything seems so wrong.

I've been having really bad nightmares,

and I can't get over the fact

that I'm having this baby for all the wrong reasons.

I mean, look,

I used it to try to get Kyle back.

That didn't work.

I used it to try to get Michael.

I almost killed myself.

This baby is not a life to me; it's a device to get men.

Whoa, whoa, Taylor, hey, you're being way too hard on yourself.

No, I am so selfish and I am scared to death

that I'm gonna ruin this baby's life and become a worse mother

than even my own.

Listen to me, I don't know what's going on

between you and Michael, but it sounds to me

like your self-esteem is being flushed down the toilet.

Now, you are going to be a fine mother,

but if someone is belittling you or using you,

then you need to stand up for yourself, damn it,

I mean, because the more you let someone control you

o-or use you, well, then, the less of a human being you are.

And then, I mean, what's the point, huh?

I mean, y-you might as well just give up completely

and just, like, throw yourself in front of a bus!

Well, I guess I got a few issues of my own in this area.

Yeah, but I-I see your point.

Dr. Burns, do you have a minute?

Mr. Beck, of course, please come in.

W-What are you doing at the hospital?

Well, I'm here for my yearly treadmill

before I leave the country on business.

Please sit down.

How are you feeling?

Oh, I'm feeling as good as can be, thanks to your work,

but I only have a minute.

I just thought I'd stop by to tell you that I have

two professionals working on that little business arrangement

we had discussed.

Oh, oh, of course.

Well, good, good, thank you.

Oh, I'm thanking you, remember?

So don't worry.

Your friend will be handled within the next couple of days.

You take care, Dr. Burns.

You, too.

Lynn, can I have Taylor McBride's chart, please?

Her ob-gyn still has it.

I think she's putting it in the release notes.

Re-Relea... what do you mean, she's been released?

Yeah, she wanted to go home, and Dr. Halsey just signed her out.

How long ago?

About a half hour.

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Oh, Jane, thank God.

Michael, who's stuff is this?

What are you doing here?

I live here; what are you doing here?

Jane, you remember Taylor.

She used to be married to Kyle.

And Taylor, you remember Jane, she used to be married to,

um, of course, me.

Okay,

so, um...

As you both know, normally in a situation like this,

I'd tell a really big lie.

There's nothing normal about this, Michael.

Right. Okay.

So then, um, Taylor,

uh, Jane and I sort of got back together again in Chicago,

and we're thinking about making a new start of it here.

But, Jane, uh,

Taylor is, um,

pregnant with my baby,

and she's staying here

until she, of course, has it.

We've also gotten pretty close lately, Michael.

- We have not. - Yes, we have.

Michael, after all that time we shared in Chicago,

you never mentioned that you were

living with the woman who's having your baby?

It never came up.

Well, it sure as hell should have.

Jane, please.

Please, will you at least let me explain?

I must have been delusional.

I really thought you'd changed this time.

I have, I swear.

Yeah, it doesn't look that way to me.

I'm going to a hotel.

Oh...

Jane,

I mean, come on, I love you.

Well, look at where the truth gets you.

I'm glad that's over with.

She never really was your type, was she?

Maybe you didn't hear me before.

I used to be married to her; I love her.

I will always love her.

You, I will never love.

No offense, Taylor.

Well, look at this, would you.

We're together.

Married.

Happy as clams.

The whole world isn't out to tear us to pieces.

It's definitely strange.

But it gets me thinking.

Uh-oh.

Now, what do you think about us getting a house?

Taking the next step, getting away from apartment living,

and stepping out on our own.

That is funny, 'cause I was just thinking the same thing.

But then I did the math.

Uh-oh.

No, no, no, it's not that bad.

I mean, if we pooled our money,

we'd probably have to sell the apartment complex

in the bargain, but we could get an okay house.

But if we tucked our money away for one year,

we could put a down

on maybe a house of our dreams,

and, I don't know,

have some kids.

Kids.

I see.

So, you're talking

the sensible approach to starting a family.

Yes, I am.

Delay gratification.

Mm-hmm.

You have any ideas how to tide us over?

You bet I do.

Did you sleep all right on that lumpy, old couch?

For God's sake, Lexi, put some clothes on.

Oh, sorry to offend you.

You know I just like to be comfortable.

Yeah, well, doesn't make me comfortable.

- Oh. - Go get a robe.

Sure.

Just as soon as I get a cup of coffee.

Excuse me.

Um, I just need to get a little cream.

You don't mind, do you?

Come on.

Look, I'm gonna finish my breakfast at work.

Wait, Coop, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, I just...

Well, you know,

the truth is that, um,

I really like having you around here,

even if it is just for a year.

Well, good,

because at the end of that year,

we're getting divorce again.

And I'm going back to Megan,

and I don't care what Jordan says about it.

Understand?

Completely.

Good.

So, um, I promise to behave.

I don't want to make this any harder on you

than it already is.

So, have a good day at work, doctor.

♪♪

Keep your pants on.

I'm coming.

Kyle.

Jane, what a surprise.

Yeah, yeah, actually, I'm looking for Amanda.

You're in the right place; we're married.

Oh, oh, I guess that explains why Taylor is at Michael's.

She is? I don't keep track of her these days,

but you know, things get complicated around here.

- They always have. - Jane?

Oh, my God, what are you doing here?

Um, why don't you come on in

- and have some coffee or something. - Just put some on.

All right, well, thanks, but, uh, I-I don't want to barge in.

Um, actually, I just wanted to let you know that I'm back

in town, and I was wondering if you had an apartment available

that I could use just for a few weeks

- till I get on my feet. - Why don't you take mine?

- It's empty rent's free. - Oh, no, no, no.

I'll pay my own way; Amanda wouldn't want it

any different, would you, Amanda?

See, Kyle, we're old friends.

We know each other pretty well.

I guess.

You remember this night?

The Gala Awards?

The hotel?

I sure do, baby.

That was the night things started going right for me.

Sorry to interrupt, but there's a fax for you, Billy.

- Came in urgent. - Thank you.

Is everything all right?

Yeah.

I'll be right back.

Oh, hell, come right on in.

What do you know about this?

Nothing.

I told you Alison's been having trouble lately.

But I wouldn't pay any attention to what she says here

about still loving you.

Amanda, clearly she's in some kind of trouble.

You know, she needs me; you were talking to her.

What's her phone number, huh?

Billy, she's in a rehab unit.

I already told you that they don't allow her to take calls.

When you talked to her, did she ask for me or about me?

No, not really.

This fax is a surprise.

But even if she is still hung up on you,

don't look back there.

I mean, I know what it's like

to let your past back into your life,

and it can destroy you.

So, take my advice.

Ignore this,

and appreciate what you have.

Oops.

Oh.

Mmm.

- Hello! - Sam, it's Jeff.

How you doing?

Oh, I couldn't be better, sweetie pie, thanks to you.

So the fax got to him okay, huh?

Mmm, boy, did it ever.

Oh, it was great.

Oh, Billy looked like he had seen a ghost when he read it.

Pretty damn sexy one at that, the dog.

You know, Sam,

I've been thinking about this all afternoon,

and I-I just feel rotten doing your dirty work for you.

Dirty work?

Oh, get off it, Jeff.

I'm just getting my fair share of revenge,

after the ground glass that Billy pulled me through

for the last four months.

Well maybe, but, you know, the Samantha I fell in love with

didn't just hurt people for the pleasure of it.

I can't believe you are being so sanctimonious.

I am the victim here.

Don't you get it?

Yeah, Sam, unfortunately I do.

Good-bye.

Jeff, what don't you...

Oh, don't you hang up on me.

- Hey. - You made it. Mmm.

Well, Jane wanted to see the hippest place in town,

but we couldn't get in, so we're slumming it.

Hilarious.

Kyle, this place is great.

Well, thank you; I got a table right over here by the bar.

Hi, Peter.

- Hi, Jane. - Hey, Jenn.

Jane, God, it has been forever.

I know; God, it's good to see you.

- Yeah. - Oh, she won't be around for long.

Oh, I'm moving

to Italy with Billy.

What?!

- Can I, uh, get you guys anything? - Uh, Megan,

Jane, do you two know each other?

Ex-Michael-wife number one, ex-Michael-wife number four.

That's funny. I didn't know you married him.

Well, it was over before either of us knew it.

I think we should open a bottle to celebrate Jane's return.

- Don't you? - Yeah. Megan, bottle of Cristal.

Absolutely.

Yeah, I better get back to work, too.

- We'll, you know... - Talk later.

- Yeah. - Okay. Bye.

Ay.

Well, you two really have a wonderful life, don't you?

Oh, well, it took a while, but we got there.

And we are not gonna let anything screw it up

ever again.

Mmm.

Gentlemen, mind if I join you?

♪♪

I'm a friend of your friend's.

We don't have friends.

Oh, yes, you do. Mr. Beck.

You know a Mr. Beck, Jack?

Nope.

Come on, guys. I'm the one who started this whole thing.

Just... just want you to be gentle with her.

Okay?

This is not the real thing we're doing here.

This is just a favor for me.

We're here on business.

We can't be bothered.

You're bothering us.

I know. That's what I'm trying to tell you.

You say

any more, friend, and Jack's gonna get really angry.

Now, we're gonna be around here for a couple days.

And if I were you, I'd stay away from us.

You might get really hurt.

- Hi. - Amanda. Hi.

Come on in.

How's the, um... the job search coming?

Oh, not so great right now.

Well, I figured as much.

Just back in town, no recent corporate experience.

But I think I have the solution for you.

Really? Why don't you tell me what you think you've got?

Well, yesterday,

I landed an account with a fairly large clothing retailer,

and they were looking for an agency

with an art department fluent in fashion.

And you told them you were, and you're not.

So you thought you'd beat me down and make it seem

like a favor so that you could get me for cheap, right?

Well, I guess you did a little growing

when you were in Chicago, didn't you?

Let's have lunch. We'll negotiate.

Jane, you are here. Thank God.

I thought you had flown back to Chicago. Look,

you, uh... you can't walk out on me

before we even get started.

I really can explain everything.

I'd love to stay for this rant,

but I have a photo shoot to get to.

So, lunch tomorrow, Ca'Brea at 1:00, and

I hope you outgrew this in Chicago, as well.

Let me explain so we can get back

to what we... what we had once again.

Michael, I don't want what we had.

The only way that we can maybe work this out

is if you're honest with me, and right now,

you're not off to a good start.

Okay. Okay, look, I... I should have told you

about Taylor in Chicago, but honestly,

I was only there on the chance that I would run into you.

So, the other thing didn't seem that important.

- Michael... - Oh, I mean...

Yeah, I mean, she is carrying my baby,

but I don't even know how that happened.

I mean, no.

I know how...

It's just that it shouldn't have happened,

because I don't love her.

I love you.

And the whole deal with Taylor is that

she has to move out as soon as the baby comes.

She knows that.

But the only reason she's at the beach house

in the first place is because, for once in my ridiculous life,

I was trying to do the right thing.

And I don't know what I'm gonna do

if that's the reason

that I lose this chance with you.

Well, Michael, there's...

something that I should tell you, too.

When we were married, Michael,

there was nothing I wanted more

than to have your baby.

And sometimes I wonder

if maybe that would have kept us together.

And when I saw Taylor pregnant with your child...

I don't know... maybe my maternal instincts kicked in.

That's sort of perfect in a way.

Why don't you come out to the beach house,

and then you and I can help Taylor through this together?

I mean, I mean, it-it could end up

being a sort of practice run for us.

Well, I'll think about it,

but it would depend on whether or not she needs me.

Well, don't worry about that. I'll talk her into it.

No.

No, you won't, Michael.

Taylor and I will talk,

and I'll let you know how things turn out.

Okay?

Sure.

Hey, you don't get out of here without kissing me good-bye.

Just going for a run. I'll be right back.

The law's the law, Mister.

Besides, I'm gonna miss you. Mmm.

What's wrong?

Nothing. I'm just gonna go for a run.

I'll be back.

Wait. Nurse, get a doctor. My boss was injured

on a shoot. This thing... it gashed her arm.

Julie, calm down. I just need a couple of stitches,

so if you could page Dr. Mancini or Dr. Burns?

Of course, but first we need to get you into a wheelchair.

No. I told you, I'm fine.

Sorry. Hospital policy.

All right.

Hi. This is the ER.

I need to page Dr. Burns.

Dr. Burns to ER one. Stat.

Dr. Burns to ER one. Stat.

Amanda!

What is it? What's the matter? Are you all right?

What's gotten into you? I'm fine.

Just a little work accident, that's all.

Oh. Oh, of course. I'm...

I'm sorry. I'm just a little... little tired, that's all.

Dena, uh, get a treatment room ready for Amanda

and a suture tray, please.

- I'll be right back. - Okay.

Hello. This is Dr. Peter Burns.

I need to speak with Mr. Beck, please.

Yeah, I know that he's out of town,

but I need to reach him.

This is an emergency.

No, no, I said, reach him!

Did you hear me?

All right, all right, I'm-I'm s... I'm sorry.

When you speak to him, would you please tell him

that our deal needs to be stopped, okay?

It must be stopped.

Thank you.

Oh, bourbon and soda, please.

You know, you have been down all night.

You should be dancing.

Come on. Tomorrow night's your last night here.

Then off to sunny Italy.

Yeah, I guess, but now all of a sudden,

Billy's acting weird.

He's pulling away from me at light speed.

There's this distance that was never there before,

even in the middle of things with Sam.

And I know I should just confront him about it

and get some kind of answer.

I know I'm not crazy.

Well, you are if you do that.

You guys are brand new.

I mean, don't put it on the line just like that.

I mean, by demanding answers about the way he's acting.

Ride it out, you know?

I mean, what do you expect?

He's just a guy.

Hmm.

- Oh. - Here you go.

- Thank you. - Mm-hmm.

Here. Keep the change.

Oh, no. That's okay. I'll just...

I'll start you a tab.

Suit yourself.

Uh, listen, Megan,

if you're worried about Coop, don't.

He's really happy.

And the year'll just fly by.

Yeah, I-I hope so.

Oh, and if you have any concerns about

familiarity... those old patterns of husbands and wives,

that it's already starting to develop... rest assure,

I will keep my guard up.

But then again, I don't have to tell you how men are, huh?

Well, I know how my man is, and that's all that counts.

Yes, darling, but he is still a man.

A man who's always appreciated a woman of a certain class.

You want to know something?

Before this little sham wedding to you,

Coop and I sat by the ocean, and we married our hearts together

for real and forever.

So, as soon as this phony marriage is over, and

we get a little nest egg out of the bank,

I'll be as rich as you are,

and you won't be wearing that ring.

I will.

We'll have to see, won't we?

Oh, um, would you do me a favor and get me some more nuts?

I'm a little hungry.

Sure.

Coming through. Into ER two. ER two.

- ER two. We're going to two. - Yeah.

Just got the page. What the hell happened? Right over here.

We were at the beach house, we were talking,

and the contractions started.

Michael, we bonded. I love Jane. She's great.

She's much more understanding than you ever were.

Yeah. Uh, set up an IV. Get her pulse and pressure.

Get a fetal monitor, and, uh, prep her for an exam.

The contractions stopped on the way here,

about 15, 20 minutes ago.

Oh, good. That means she's probably stable.

It's just a false alarm.

But you're gonna have to take it real easy until you deliver.

Okay, but if this is the truth this time,

I want Jane to come stay with me at the beach house.

- Are you being honest, Michael? - Yes. What the hell

do I have to do, okay?

You don't believe me, ask her O.B.

It's all right, honey.

We were just talking about you a lot tonight.

Sure were on the phone a long time.

Someone not feeling well?

What did you say to Megan tonight at the club?

Aw, Coop, calm down, relax, go get yourself another drink.

I want an answer, Lexi. Now.

Hey, Coop, I don't remember.

Except that, you know, she did hurt my feelings.

She was going on and on and on about how she was

the only woman for you, so...

I might have gotten a little defensive.

Reminded her how there was a time

that you couldn't keep your hands off my body.

How we used to be welded together for hours at a time.

Lexi, I don't know what's going on with you.

You have taken this already sick situation,

you've turned it into something even more perverse.

Now, I'm telling you straight, either you stop it...

Or what, Coop?

You're gonna go tell Jordan that your wife

wants to have sex with you.

Hm? Or are you just gonna

call this whole perverse deal off

so you can get sued for fraud?

Listen, I don't care who sues me.

I'm not putting up with any more of your crap.

Oh, yes, you are, Coop,

because sweet little Megan is counting on that money now.

You think she put you in this situation

so you could blow it over your little beach...

- Hm? - Why don't you shut up and go to bed.

Why don't you be a man, Coop,

take control of the situation?

Don't... touch me.

Ooh, Coop doesn't like it

when the girls are running things, huh?

Nah, you like to be in the saddle, don't you, Coop,

so you can take what you want, huh?

But you can't, because you're afraid.

- I am telling you, shut your mouth. - Come on, Coop,

shut my mouth.

You want to take control of things, take control of things.

Be a man, Coop, or did you forget how, huh?

Oh-ho, yeah?

Is it right?

Is it morning already?

Barely.

Listen,

that twisted thing that happened last night...

Mmm.

It didn't happen.

- You understand me? - Aw, come on, Coop,

we both had a little too much to drink.

Besides, with our history, who can blame us, huh?

You know very well who.

That's why you goaded me into it in the first place.

Damn it, your mouth is shut on this forever.

I'm sorry, Coop, I don't mean to make you feel used.

Thought we were just being a little adventurous.

Yeah.

Well...

the adventure's over.

Uh, one thing.

I thought maybe you could

just do me a little favor, hm?

I thought it might look better

if we put the rest of the settlement

into a joint account

for the both of us... Sort of a real

husband-and-wife thing, you know?

Or what?

You're gonna let something slip to Megan?

Of course not.

No, she would leave you if she ever found out.

I don't want that.

No, I want us all to be happy, believe me.

I don't believe anything you say anymore.

And I don't believe what I'm turning into, either.

I'll take that as a yes.

Mmm...

Hey, you okay?

Oh, yeah.

It's nothing. It's just that...

I was walking back from the bathroom,

and I saw you and Michael in bed together, and...

Well, it's not that I'm jealous.

I told you I thought you two were great together, and...

I don't really belong with him.

I just don't know if I belong with anybody.

What? Of course you do.

No, I'm going crazy. I mean...

everyone's gonna have a husband or a...

boyfriend or a...

wife or a girlfriend, and what am I gonna have?

I'm gonna have a screaming infant

who's gonna keep me up all night long.

And, Jane, I like my sleep.

I don't want to give up my life.

- I mean, what am I gonna do? - It'll be okay.

We'll take it one day at a time.

Yeah, but then that one day's gonna come

and I'm gonna have a baby, who shouldn't be with me

and vice versa.

You know, some people just...

they're not cut out for this thing.

Taylor, listen to me,

you are a good person.

You are gonna be great with any child.

No, you're kind.

You're a good person. You and Michael

want a family, don't you?

Well, yeah, yeah, someday.

You should be the parents of my baby.

- Would you do it? - Stop right now.

You are under a lot of stress,

and I don't think you know what you're saying.

- No, I think I do. - Taylor, you need rest.

I am gonna go make you breakfast,

and no more talk like that.

Whatever you say.

It's so hard to know

what to take on a trip like this.

I mean, it's not a vacation, but...

you don't want to travel with a dozen steamer trunks.

We need to have a talk.

What is it?

What's wrong?

I don't know, uh, you probably noticed

that I've been a little preoccupied lately.

Yeah, a little.

I got a fax from Allison Parker.

She's an old friend of mine.

She was more than a friend, Billy.

You were gonna marry her once.

Yeah. And it seems as though

she's, uh, she's in some trouble down in Atlanta

and she needs my help.

Allison, uh, is an alcoholic...

I don't understand.

What could you do for her?

I could be her friend

and give her some moral support.

Can I see the fax?

Please?

I mean, I am your fiancée, right?

"I will always love you.

I wish I could see you once more."

Friend, Billy?

She wants you back.

She's... emotional, you know?

I'm not going down there for that.

I just want to make sure she's okay.

I want you to call her and tell her you're getting married.

The rehab... center will not let her take calls.

What is going on here? You don't trust me?

You don't think that I'm being honest with you?

No, I...

I don't know.

I just wonder if you're being honest with yourself.

I can't have this discussion.

You know, I'm, like, trying to do the right thing here,

and I thought at least you would understand that.

♪♪

Okay, I only have one question: is she seducing you?

I have to hear it out of your mouth.

No. No, she's not.

Of course not. No.

All right, I'll be at home waiting for you.

But get Jennifer to close up for you.

Okay? And, um, maybe we'll stay up late,

watch an old movie or something.

You know, just like a regular old married couple.

I will do my damndest.

Hey, you're not going after my wife again, now, are you?

No!

Don't you understand? I don't care

about either one of you, so leave me alone!

Wait a minute, wait a minute, let's get this straight, okay?

I'm the one in charge here... Can you get that

- through your thick skulls? - Get out of the way.

If it's money you need, I'll give you more than Beck.

Told you not to make Jack mad.

Oh, for God's sake.

I am so sorry, lady.

- That was just all my fault. - Yeah, it sure as hell was.

I really...

Oh!