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All right, watch your end.

All right, respiration...

I want to go with him in the ambulance.

I'm afraid that's not possible.

We have some questions.

We already explained, we thought there was an intruder.

The door was open and I heard a noise.

Daly, escort these gentlemen back up to the apartment

and get a full statement.

Let's go.

Ms. Woodward, I am assuming

that the handgun you used belongs to you.

Is that correct?

Yeah, I, um, I keep it in my apartment for protection.

- It's registered. - And you stated

that the victim... Dr. Burns... Is an acquaintance of yours,

friend, business associate.

Ex-husband, actually.

I see.

No, I have no idea

what my wife's ex-husband was doing in the apartment.

Any friction between them?

No, there wasn't any.

No, as a matter of fact,

Peter had recently rescued her

from a kidnapping situation.

She was grateful.

I mean, yeah, there's a little bit of tension,

but no one would want anyone hurt.

The big question is: what was

he doing in your apartment?

Hey!

Where are you taking her?

Down to the station to give a detailed statement.

It's okay, I'll be all right.

No more questions for now.

You might want to get down to the station

and wait for your wife to finish up.

I need to get the keys out of my bedroom.

- You mind? - Follow me

and don't touch anything.

All right, people, on my count.

One, two, three.

All right, clear out.

Talk to me, Doctor.

He's got a bullet wound, .38-caliber, no exit wound.

Entrance wound is just medial to the axilla.

Must have lacerated an artery; he's lost a lot of blood.

All right, let's type and cross him for six units.

Okay, give me a portable X ray in here

and, uh, prep an O.R. room, stat.

Peter, can you hear me?

I was on my way to my car when I heard.

I c-can't...

I can't die without telling someone.

I-I, I don't understand.

Kidnap Amanda...

The kidnapping... I set...

I set it up, I...

I wanted to be the one to save her, so I did it.

I did it.

Is he conscious? Did he speak to you?

Uh, tried.

It was all mixed up, just a lot of gibberish.

BP is falling, we're losing him.

Oh, we'll have to intubate.

Wait for an X ray?

No, there's no time.

We'll have to go in now.

Let's go, let's go, people.

Hold on, Peter, hold on.

Everything's going to be all right.

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪ I'll be there ♪

♪ And get down on my knees ♪

♪ Baby, please forgive me ♪

♪ For all the things I did ♪

♪ Run away without you ♪

♪ In the middle of the night ♪

♪ You prayed not to be lonely ♪

♪ On the road I said good-bye ♪

♪ I'm goin' back to my city ♪

♪ The sun is shinin' ♪

♪ And I'm sayin' my prayer ♪

♪ I'm goin' back to you, babe ♪

- ♪ Ooh ♪ -♪ 'Cause now I want you to know ♪

♪ Tonight I'll knock on your door ♪

♪ Well, I ain't nothing to lose ♪

♪ Sometimes it's hard to tell... ♪

Oh, if you're an angel...

I've died and gone to Heaven.

I am so sorry.

I, I was scared and it was dark.

I thought you were a burglar.

You did this?

Shoot first, ask questions later.

That's your finest trait.

Come on, stop the jokes.

I feel awful.

Trust me, I feel worse.

Look, we need to know what you were doing in our apartment.

The police, Kyle, me...

Well, I was, I was going up there to...

apologize for being a nuisance.

Your door was unlocked and the lights were out

and I heard something,

so, you know, your mind thinks all kinds of things.

I didn't know if the kidnappers were back.

Anyway, I went in and...

well, I never even heard the shot.

So you were protecting me

and I shot you.

Well, I understand.

Okay?

What can I do?

It's just nice, you being here.

I'll check on you later.

Dr. Franklin...

- Hey, babe. - Hey.

How's he doing?

Um, he's okay.

He's already cracking jokes.

Apparently someone broke

into our apartment, and he went up to see what was going on.

Mm-hmm.

He say anything about the journal?

It was laying right next to him on the floor where he fell.

Where I left it, I'm sure.

I'm sorry, who are you?

- Oh, hey. - That's...

You guys haven't met.

- Amanda, this is my brother Ryan. - Hey, nice to meet you.

He showed up at the club last night out of the blue,

and we were coming home to see you.

Oh, God, what you must be thinking.

First time you see me, I'm holding a gun.

Oh, well, think nothing less

from a wife of my brother, so...

Uh, if it's okay,

I'm gonna stay here a little while,

make sure Peter's all right.

Yeah, give you a chance to maybe show me around town.

Sure.

Thanks.

See you, babe.

- Come on, little buddy. - Bye.

Dr. Kim to ICU, Dr. Kim to ICU.

Hey, I was worried when you didn't come home last night.

Then I heard about Peter.

Is he okay?

Yeah, thanks to some fancy doctoring, he'll live.

Oh, well, I'm glad you stayed away

because of something serious

and not more of this Alex Bastian stuff.

What, "stuff"?

Wait a second.

You slept with the man the night before our wedding.

I mean, I can't forget that.

I'm not going to dismiss it.

In fact...

Honey, I know this is hard for you,

but can you please just try to let it go?

It has nothing to do with the present day.

Then why does it feel as fresh as that bullet hole in Peter?

Look, I just need some time to think, we both do,

and now we'll have our chance 'cause I'm going out of town.

Oh, perfect.

- Where are you going? - Friend's in trouble.

It'll just be a couple of days.

Who?

Megan.

I got a note that sounded suicidal.

I got the impression that she was going back to her roots,

which, in her case, would be a trailer park,

to do herself in, so I'm gonna prevent that if I can.

Daddy.

Daddy.

Stroke a few years back.

Megan, it really is you.

I can hardly believe it.

Oh, God, oh, God.

Oh, look at you,

all grown up.

Oh, I prayed for this day for so long.

Prayed that wherever you were, you were all right.

Oh...

Like I said, the ransom took everything

that Amanda and I had,

plus some.

Here are the ledgers.

- Cool. - All red ink.

Well, you know, there's always a way around a cash flow problem.

Yeah.

Leverage this, sell off that,

though it might take me a little time.

You got a job to get back to, though.

Last time I checked, you were God's gift to Wall Street.

Then it's been more than six months since you checked

'cause that's how long I've been out of work.

Six months, one week, two days.

Fired or quit?

Actually, my partner was setting up bogus accounts,

swindling the client, so I blew the whistle on him.

Now he's in jail, the clients are gone,

no one in the financial district will touch me.

Sounds like it's time to relocate.

That's exactly what I was thinking.

Actually, I was considering L.A.

No, seriously?

Well, you know, if it's all right with you.

Family's pretty much whittled down to you and me.

You know, uh, my old apartment is available.

It's right across from ours

and it's furnished.

You don't mind having me that close?

No.

You have one message.

AMANDA: Hi, it's me.

It's 5:20, I'm still at the hospital.

I'm keeping an eye on Peter,

- so I might be a little bit late. - Oh, man.

Keep my martini on ice, okay?

Love you.

You don't like this guy Peter much, do you?

No, not much at all.

You know, when I left home I thought it would free me,

but it didn't.

I just ran into new problems.

You know, I just... I was wondering.

You haven't asked me where I've been all this time.

I thought it would be your first question.

I already know.

You were a prostitute.

Perhaps you still are.

How did you find out?

We hired an investigator.

He reported back to us.

It was shocking to say the least...

but you've obviously given up that world,

so no need to dredge it up.

It's over, right?

Yeah.

Daddy must have been devastated, huh?

You could say that.

He had his stroke an hour after the investigator broke the news.

Oh, my God.

You mustn't blame yourself.

You're home and you're safe,

that's all that matters.

Guilt... it can eat a person alive.

Oh, flowers for me? You shouldn't have.

God, I'm surprised they haven't locked you up, Amanda.

I mean, they threw me away for late taxes.

Or is this just time off to sit vigil?

Better watch my mouth around Ma Woodward, right?

You're not still packing, are you?

Hey, listen, Amanda, um, is it guilt or is it love

that's got you so concerned about Peter?

You're the one who's in love with him.

I just can't figure out why you don't want to admit it.

Is this some more matchmaking or did you want me to answer that?

What I really want is for you to leave me alone.

Peter's your trophy, isn't he, Amanda?

I mean, that's why you keep him in your life, right?

He feeds your ego.

Forget that you're married to a great guy,

you just need every man to be in love with you, right?

I don't listen to opinions I don't ask for.

Peter's in 4217, end of the hall.

I want you to promise me

that you're gonna keep your mouth shut.

Of c-course I will, but...

No, no "buts" here.

Now, if Amanda ever found out what I confessed to you...

well, believe me, it would be a very bad thing.

Hi.

I hope I'm not interrupting anything.

Is this one of your doctors?

Louis Visconti.

Oh, right.

The psychiatrist.

Oh, you were such a help to Peter during his confused days.

I best be going.

I'll talk to you soon.

Tell me, Peter, was that the doctor

that convinced you to dump me?

Lexi, please.

I'm in a lot of pain here.

Now, you paid your respects, so just...

You know, they say you almost died last night.

God, what was that like?

Hmm? I mean, did you see your whole life

flash before your eyes?

Was there a light beckoning you from above?

It was most like being flushed down a toilet.

Well, you know what they say.

Flush twice... It's a long way to hell.

Oh, yeah, I don't know

what I was thinking bringing you flowers.

I mean, you've got Amanda

sitting by your bedside 24 hours a day.

That's all the comfort you need, right?

These will look lovely in my dining room.

Can I help you?

Uh, yes, ma'am.

Um, you know what, I think I made a wrong turn.

I was looking for a trailer park.

Um, specifically a trailer, uh, owned by the Lewis family.

Well, you've got the right family.

But none of us have ever lived in a trailer.

Michael?

What are you doing here?

How did you find me?

Well, I got your note,

and it-it sounded kind of desperate.

But I guess I'm way off base here.

Trespassing, actually.

Unless someone would like to tell me who you are.

Mom, this is, um, Michael Mancini,

my ex-husband from Los Angeles.

He's a doctor.

Well...

it's nice to meet you, Doctor.

Nice to meet you.

Lunch is at 1:00.

Do join us.

Close your mouth, Michael.

The flies are huge around here.

Amanda.

- Hi. - Oh.

Sorry I startled you.

- Your office said you'd be here. - Mm-hmm.

Yeah, I was wanting to rent Kyle's old place in the building

and he told me you're the landlord, so...

Well, it's all right with me, if it's all right with Kyle.

Ah, great.

You know, I feel like I really wandered

into a wasp's nest around here.

This Peter guy... He sounds like real trouble.

An ex-husband living in the building...

I mean, isn't that asking an awful lot of Kyle?

Here's a little advice.

You'll last a lot longer around here

if you keep your nose out of what's not your business.

I'm sorry. It's just, I saw how worried Kyle is

over all the time you're spending with the guy.

Kyle knows why I'm here.

We've discussed it, and he's fine with it.

Look, Amanda, I'm not trying to start anything.

I really care about my brother,

and I saw everything that went down between him and Taylor.

I am not Taylor.

This is a brand-new marriage.

You mess with it, and our relationship...

Yours, mine and Kyle's...

Will be anything but one big happy family.

Ms. Sterling.

I-I don't have an appointment, Doctor.

Is that all right?

I just have been thinking and thinking about this,

and there's nobody else I can turn to about my problem.

Your problem?

Oh, Doctor, it's this crippling love that I have for Peter.

Even though he dumped me, I just can't get over this obsession.

Well, I mean, you've been such a help to Peter.

I thought maybe you could help me, too.

He-he tells you everything, right?

Yes, we-we have a close relationship.

Well, you've helped Peter through

some really crucial questions in his life.

Well, Doc, I have questions, too.

Questions that I challenge you to answer.

Like, why did Peter dump me?

And is Amanda really the only woman for Peter?

I mean, my God, what does she have that I don't have?

Well, these are complex issues.

But you'll help me though?

Uh, if you'd like to make an appointment.

I knew you'd say that, I just... well, I can't.

I mean, not here in... It's Peter's hospital.

You know, isn't there someplace else

outside the hospital we can talk?

Someplace a little bit more comfortable?

Where did you have in mind?

Chez Marina, tomorrow night at 7:30.

I'll make the reservations.

You're so wonderful, Doctor.

I tried to do the right thing... Tell the truth, be direct...

And it totally blew up in my face.

Now Michael's avoiding me.

He's off chasing after Megan.

Usually cause for celebration.

You think I'm insane, going back to him?

Not insane. Crazy, maybe.

You know, Jane, I don't have to tell you

that your old lover, Alex Bastian,

is one of the hottest designers in the world.

One time doesn't make him my lover.

Anyway, he's huge now, global.

And I have been trying to nail his account for two years.

You want me to go after the account?

No way.

Michael would die.

I thought you just said he was chasing after Megan.

If you get me this account, I'll give you 25% of the gross.

25 percent?

Mm-hmm.

That's a lot of money.

It's a bloody fortune.

We'll all get rich.

Oh, I love this spread, Mrs. Lewis.

I mean, this whole way of life, it's very quiet, civilized.

You see,

I grew up in a family full of crazy Italians,

and there was arguing and yelling and, you know,

wearing your emotions on your sleeve.

Class difference... is that what broke up you and Megan?

Uh, no, actually, it was more a case of dishonesty...

My dishonesty.

I know Megan's a good soul,

and I guess I took advantage of that.

She still listens to you, though.

I can tell.

Well, good bonds, like what we had,

you know, they just don't go away.

I think it was a similar bond that brought her back here.

Hmm.

So you probably want her to stay then.

Wanting is putting it mildly.

This is everyone's second chance.

You'll help me to that end, won't you, Doctor?

Uh, Mrs. Lewis, whatever's best for Megan.

That's what I want.

It's not hard to see why Megan fell in love with you.

Oh? Is it the fact that I'm a successful, dynamic doctor

or my irresistible good looks?

The fact that you're from the other side of the tracks.

That was always her type.

Oh, there's nothing better than

having someone waiting when you get home.

- Mm. - Mm.

What's wrong?

Oh, I just called the club; they said you left an hour ago.

Oh, I took takeout to Peter.

But, if it helps, I'm not going back there.

This was the last visit.

No, it wasn't that.

Just something Ryan said.

Struck a nerve.

Something Ryan said?

Yeah, he said that it seems like

our marriage is in constant turmoil.

So, who cares?

It keeps life interesting.

Look, sweetheart, I'm not trying to start a fight with you.

I just don't like opinions that aren't asked for,

and your brother seems to be full of them.

I mean, he came by the hospital, and he had lots to say

about my relationship with Peter.

Look, I'm sorry.

He's your brother, and you just reconciled.

Forget I said anything.

I just need a hot shower.

Hey, big brother.

What, you got a housewarming gift for me?

No, I got a question for you, Ryan.

You know, what gives you the right to comment

on my life with Amanda?

And who said this incident with Peter is any of your business?

I care what happens to you, Kyle.

I see something I don't like, I'm gonna comment on it.

No, don't you mean you'll blow the whistle?

See, you love it when there's trouble in my life,

and when there isn't any present, you stir some up.

I thought we were over this.

Yeah, so did I, till I talked to Amanda.

Come on, Ryan.

You say that you care,

but I still think you got some kind of grudge against me,

and I don't think it's got anything to do with Taylor.

Fine. You're right.

It's this attitude that you're giving me right now,

this big brother crap.

Like somehow my opinions aren't valid.

No, it's like somehow I don't measure up.

Come on, you're butting into my life!

Oh, right, and Marines don't do that kind of thing,

do they? No, you guys are tough.

You eat nails!

No, come on.

God, not that Marine stuff again...

You really think I care about that?

Dad sure did, didn't he?

And we all know how I disappointed him.

It's not easy coming from a family of war heroes, Kyle.

Dad in Korea, you in Desert Storm,

and me, the pansy who thought, you know,

maybe I'll just go to college instead of joining up.

You know what, I don't have time for this family crap right now.

Ryan, you still got issues to work out?

That's your problem.

When you make it my problem, it...

Look, forget it.

This isn't gonna happen.

Fine, I'll be out of here first thing tomorrow.

Good.

I'm getting a real bad glare off that, okay?

What number's that?

Uh, four.

Alex?

Hi, it's Jane.

Yeah, I know who you are.

How'd you get in here?

Your office said you'd be here.

I, uh, just followed some of the crew people up.

I love your house.

Well, as you can see, we're very busy.

I know, I, um,

I just need a second.

See, I work for Amanda Woodward Advertising

and, well, actually, I just started and...

we have a lot of really good ideas for you.

I already have people for that.

A whole division.

I'm sorry you wasted your time.

Let's get things moving here.

I want them in the second...

Jane, wait.

Please.

I'm sorry I was rude.

This kind of thing happens to me a lot.

People I know from the past, showing up,

trying to sell me something.

It's okay.

You look great, Jane.

When you said my name and I turned,

damn near took my breath away.

You, uh, broke my heart, you know,

when you chose Michael instead of me.

Well, it was never supposed to be about that.

I mean, we were just close friends.

We never should have crossed the line, then.

Even if it was just once.

Yeah,

that was a mistake, crossing the line, yeah.

I wish I was in the market for an advertising agency,

but I'm not.

It's... that's okay, I understand.

But if you ever are...

Amanda Woodward Agency, I'll make a note.

Take care of yourself, huh, Jane?

Yeah, you, too.

He'll be fine; just keep up with his medication

and make sure he has plenty of rest.

Oh, thanks, Tom.

Oh, I'd like you to meet our houseguest,

Michael Mancini, also a doctor.

Nice to meet you, doctor.

Uh, house calls, forbidden on my beat.

Uh, let me walk you to your car.

This way.

Uh, is the coffee nearly ready?

Oh, right.

I understand it was stress that caused the old man to stroke,

some sort of psychological trauma?

Is that what they told you?

Well, uh, well, yes.

I make it a point to stay out of family's affairs.

You should, too, doctor.

Uh...

Nice meeting you, Dr. Mancini.

Amanda?

Kyle's books, the keys to his place.

I bought you another six months.

Just stick to my business model, everything should work out fine.

Oh, thank you.

And, um, the keys?

Catching a plane home to New York.

Is, um, is Kyle here?

I wanted to say good-bye.

Uh, he's at the club, I think.

Okay, well, then you can say it for me.

It was nice meeting you, Amanda.

Wait, um, hold on.

I feel terrible about this.

I created this problem,

and let's just, let's talk about it.

No.

You were right; I should have kept my mouth shut.

Wait, Ryan, hold on a second.

Look, Kyle and I got sibling problems

that go way back.

It's got nothing to do with you, Amanda,

or even this Taylor business.

It's a brother thing.

I'll come to your kid's christening,

we'll get together on holidays.

Believe me, it'll be better this way.

Wait, that's too easy.

I mean, it was very important for Kyle to see you again.

Ask him again.

I guarantee you he'd say it was a big mistake.

Family's important.

I mean, mine is all screwed up, so I missed out.

But Kyle needs family in his life.

Maybe there's a solution

to your differences.

You know, I have got a good bottle of wine upstairs.

Give me a shot at talking you into staying.

Doctor, let me thank you

for the most liberating evening of my life.

Let me ask you something, hmm?

How'd you get to be so smart?

And don't tell me books and degrees.

I guess, um,

I guess over the years, I've lived a lot of it.

Mm.

You're divorced, aren't you?

Yeah.

Yeah, a bitter, heart-breaking divorce.

Took me years to get over it.

Wasted years.

No, no, they're not wasted.

Not if you can help somebody like you've helped me.

Listen, um,

my apartment's only a few blocks away.

Want to come up for a nightcap?

I...

I...

I'm sorry, I couldn't.

Uh, look, we're way over the line here already.

Um, why don't you take the card

to this other doctor?

She can, she can help you from here on in.

No, look, otherwise,

we're gonna find both ourselves in great turmoil.

Mm.

Good-bye, Lexi.

Good luck.

I mean that.

- Wow. - No, the international market,

it just, uh, opened up for us.

Hey, Kyle.

- Hey. - What's going on?

Welcome home.

Your brother was just regaling me

with war stories from Wall Street.

- Great. - Mmm.

And he did a terrific job with the books.

He bought us all kinds of time.

So, you guys are all patched up? That's good.

Yeah, so good that I offered him a job at my agency.

I mean, if he's gonna pay rent, he's got to have a good job,

and he's a genius with numbers.

That he is.

You gonna take the job?

Well, I was gonna leave that up to you, big brother.

It sounds like a good plan

to me all the way around.

Then it's all settled, from now on,

we're one big, happy family.

- Cheers. - Cheers.

Focus.

Now go back, over and over again,

until you get it right.

Oh, that's wonderful, darling.

Just wonderful.

Hello, Michael.

We've been looking for you.

Oh, well, I, uh, just paid a visit to the local hospital.

Very nice facility for such a small town.

Megan, why don't you get Michael some tea?

Uh, Megan, why don't you forget the tea?

You see, um,

I think your mother owes you an explanation

because I was just down at that hospital,

and I looked up your dad's medical records,

and it seems that his stroke

was the result of an aneurism.

You see,

your mother's been lying to you.

Michael, you know what?

I really don't think this is the time.

Well, when would be the time?

After you join the Ladies Auxiliary and Horticulture Club?

After you wig out and you need a wheelchair of your own?

You rude, insolent man.

Listen to yourself, lady.

Even when you insult, it's civilized.

You want to call me a bastard, just say it.

Mother, is any of this true?

Even if it was,

what difference would it make?

You're home and you're staying.

You've made your choice.

Oh, yeah, out of guilt.

Out of trumped-up guilt, I might add.

Michael!

Mother, was Father's stroke caused

because I was a prostitute or not?

You have to tell me the truth.

Your father knew for months about what happened to you.

He was hurt,

but hopeful.

Michael was right.

The stroke had nothing to do with it.

So, why did you lie?

You said you made the wrong choice by leaving.

You didn't have a choice.

I never gave you one.

Don't you see, Megan?

You couldn't be the way I wanted you to be, so I...

I cut you loose.

I was the one at the crossroads.

I was the one with the choice.

You talk about guilt, doctor,

as though you've had some experience with it.

But just imagine the guilt

of allowing your only child to run away,

allowing her to hate herself so much that she'd...

fall so low.

Oh, Megan,

I prayed that you'd come home someday.

So that...

so that I could have another chance.

Oh, Megan, Megan.

Oh, come on.

You promised no more tears.

I promise I'll write,

and you can come visit.

And I'll come visit.

I'll be fine.

Well, you better get going.

It's a... it's a long drive back to Los Angeles.

I'll be right there.

Take your time.

Daddy, I'm leaving now.

I'm, uh, gonna go back and make a fresh start

and hopefully have a brighter future.

I'll be thinking about you every day.

You'll always be my hero, Daddy.

I'm gonna make you proud of me, you wait and see.

I'm sorry.

I tried, but it didn't work out.

You know how it goes.

Do you like surprises, Jane?

Because there is a big one in the conference room.

It ain't over till it's over.

Good luck.

I was, uh, gonna call,

but thought an apology this important

really needs to be handled in person.

I was an ass at my house the other day...

No, you know what, you had every right.

- I was way, way out of line. - What?

Wanting something and going after it?

From you, Jane, I'd expect nothing less.

You know, it sounds, uh, suspiciously like,

uh, maybe you're giving me a second chance?

- I'll listen to your ideas. - Great.

That's all Amanda and I ask for.

Just you, though.

Tonight, at my house.

You can take your best shot.

7:00 work for you?

Uh, I'll make it work.

Now, that's the Jane I remember.

I'll see you then.

Let me get this straight,

you had a choice between Michael and that piece of perfection,

and you chose Michael?

Someday, after you land the account,

you're gonna have to explain that to me.

How do you know I haven't already landed it?

7:00 tonight, his place.

I had this sophisticated intercom system installed.

The walls have ears, and they're mine.

Hey, Pete.

Amanda asked me to come by and pick you up.

She had to work late.

That looks really painful.

Yeah, you know, when the painkillers wear off,

it's-it's pretty bad.

- Mm. - Look, I want to thank you

for letting Amanda visit me like that.

It meant a lot to me.

Yeah, well, you know Amanda.

She does what she wants.

You know, there's one thing that's really bugging me.

What were you doing in our bedroom?

I mean, I can understand going in to investigate,

but to make it all the way

into the bedroom?

You know, if the kidnappers were there,

how come you didn't see them leave?

And the other question is why were they there?

They got the money already.

You figure they'd be

in another country by now.

I don't know what to tell you, Kyle.

The journal was right there, you know?

It was right where you fell.

So, what are you saying,

that they were after the journal?

It doesn't make any sense.

That's my point exactly.

None of this makes any sense.

We better get going.

You know, they charge you

- by the minute here. - Mm-hmm.

Lexi, what are you doing here?

That's for me to know and you to find out.

Oh, isn't this quaint?

Amanda's got Kyle helping you lick your wounds, too, huh?

Aren't we Mr. Girly-Whipped?

Will you do us a favor and just shut up, please?

Watch your mouth, doctor.

Because very soon,

you might be crawling back to me, begging for forgiveness,

and like the Roman emperors,

it'll be my thumb with all the power.

Thumbs up or thumbs down.

Thumbs up

or thumbs down.

Thumbs up or thumbs down.

Thumbs up or thumbs down...

Before you ask, the answer is no.

I can't explain that, either.

Lexi, what is it?

Oh, doctor,

I'm a wicked, wicked woman, and I should be locked up.

What did you do?

It's what I'm about to do.

It's what I'm about to do to you, doctor.

Mmm...

Mmm.

My God, Lexi.

You know, I threw away that card, doctor.

I don't need some shrink, some stupid woman.

I need you, doctor.

Mmm.

I need someone who's sensitive and nurturing.

I need a loving man to caress me,

and I don't care about your doctor-patient nonsense

or even if I get hurt.

Mmm.

You want me, too, doctor.

I saw it in your eyes last night.

I just needed to be free,

free of Peter.

And now I am.

You see, he told me.

He told you?

He told you what?

What he did.

What he confessed to you.

God, it sickens me how sick he is.

It sickens me, too.

I just can't believe he put that much power in your hands.

Mm, yes, but it's freed me, doctor.

It's made me see what a louse he really is.

And you're not going to the police?

I thought about it, yeah.

But do you really think that they would do anything?

Oh, God.

He'd go to jail for years.

I mean, to arrange a phony kidnapping,

to put Amanda in jeopardy,

to collect an actual ransom?

He'd get life.

Hmm.

All so he could be the rescuer and save the day.

Oh, God.

Wh-What are you doing?

I'm saving you, doctor,

from the same thing that you're saving Peter from,

himself.

I won't let you go there.

Good night, doctor.

Hi, Jane?

Hi, honey, it's me.

Michael, hi.

You know, uh, I should have called you before.

I've been a total jerk.

But, uh, Megan is fine.

I'm on my way home, and, uh, I miss you a lot.

Yeah, okay, Michael, we, uh, we do need to talk...

No, no.

Let me talk, you listen.

I was a fool to jeopardize everything we had

over something that happened

a long time ago.

I mean,

people make choices, but to dwell on them?

Well, it's just a waste of time.

You know, life is not what happened before, right?

But what's gonna happen next.

I mean, does any of this make any sense?

It does.

Listen, I'll see you soon.

Okay, I can't wait.

I love you, Jane.

I love you, too.

Bye.

You, uh, probably should have said something.

What's to say?

We're talking business.

This is true.

And I'm sorry I've kept you on the fence so long,

but I've decided.

Let's give it a try.

Alex Bastian and Amanda Woodward Advertising.

Ms. Jane Mancini in charge.

To second chances

and how rarely we get the chance.

I, uh, I appreciate the lift home.

Uh-huh.

Anything else?

Yeah.

A lot more, I think,

but I just haven't figured out what yet.

I will, Burns.

Count on it.

Hello?

Hello?

I know you're there.

I can hear your breathing.

Damn it, who is this?

Hello?

Just let you sweat, Peter.

Sweat and then bleed.