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- Thank you. - Mm. Mm-hmm.

Oh, isn't this great?

Waking up together like this, huh?

I mean, really great, like in perfect. Mmm.

Michael, do you have something you want to tell me?

Yes, Jane.

I missed you when I was gone,

and I thought about you all the time.

And when I wasn't missing you and thinking about you,

I was doing some soul-searching.

Did you sleep with Megan?

Jane.

Oh, I'm sorry, honey.

I'm sorry.

I love you, and I trust you. I do.

You know, Megan and I are just friends.

And she had to deal with some family stuff,

I was there to help her, and that's all there was to it.

Yeah. Michael, I don't want any more secrets.

No, me, neither.

I promise, I won't keep any from you.

How about you? Promise, too?

I promise, but there's just... there's-there's one thing.

What? Oh, no. You met another guy.

No, no. I got a job working for Amanda.

- Really?! - Mm-hmm.

Oh, that's great. Congratulations.

Thanks.

Yeah. I brought in this big new client.

The account's worth millions.

- Wow. - Mm-hmm.

So, who is the big client?

Oh, I'm on pins and needles,

- but I got to get the door. - Okay. -Love you.

Hello, Michael.

- Michael? - Jane...

What did you do, Michael?

Oh, my God. Alex, are you okay?

Yeah, fine. Nice to see Michael hasn't changed much.

What is he doing here?

He's my big client.

Oh, stopping by was a mistake.

I'll call you later.

At the office.

Michael...

You always were a class act.

All he said was hello.

It was the way he said it.

Oh!

Okay, maybe I overreacted.

Maybe? I haven't seen the guy in eight years.

It's not like we kept the old flame burning.

Not that there ever was a flame.

What am I gonna tell Amanda?

Yeah, that you no longer have a big client.

She offered me 25%.

I'm talking gross, if I landed him.

Oh, landed him.

Like you were on the top, and he was on the bottom.

No, Michael. This is about money.

- If we're gonna have a family... - Oh, come on.

I'm a surgeon. I got plenty of dough.

The problem is, Jane, you're still attracted to him.

I am not!

I saw the way you looked at him when he was on the floor.

He was in pain. You practically broke his jaw.

I have to get to work.

That is, if I still have a job.

Sometimes you can be such a jerk.

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪ Well, come on in ♪

♪ Well, come on ♪

♪ Make me happy ♪

♪ Come on and tell me why ♪

♪ You're acting like I never tried ♪

♪ So go ahead and tell your lies ♪

♪ 'Cause we both know it ain't no big surprise ♪

♪ Ain't no big surprise ♪

♪ Well, I see ya ♪

♪ Well, I see how you are ♪

♪ Well, I've seen a lot these days... ♪

- Hey. - Say, what's up, bro?

Come on, little brother.

Come on.

All right.

Bro, you've been spending too much time behind a desk.

- I'm getting warmed up. - Come on.

- Just getting warmed up. - Come on.

Come on. Come on, little brother. Come on.

If you don't want me around, why don't you just say something?

What are you talking about? Let's go.

Come on!

I can tell by the way you're playing, Kyle.

I just want to win.

- Come on. - I'm not buying it, Kyle.

You know, Amanda sprung this whole job thing on you.

Maybe this isn't the best time

for me to come barging back into your life.

Look, what's going on in my life

has got nothing to do with you, and I'm sorry.

I shouldn't take it out on you.

I just...

Man, I think Amanda is protecting Peter.

But protecting him from what?

His past. Something he told Matt.

I think Matt wrote it in his journal,

and whatever it is, Amanda read it,

and then she tore it out.

Well, did you ask her about it?

Yeah. Yeah, I did.

And she blew me off.

She said that Matt tore it out.

I don't know.

I guess there's a part of Amanda that's always gonna love Peter.

Just... Just live with that?

I got no choice.

Honey, Caesar built Rome

with a lot less than I gave you.

Now get your butt on the road and land a client.

Do I get to talk here, Ms. Sterling?

Ha. Talk any more, and you'll be looking for employment

in the wonderful world of food service, hmm?

Oh, Megan this is not good timing. What do you want?

A job, if the offer is still open.

Mm, well, it's not.

I just hired Miss Idiot over there.

Oh.

On second thought.

Um, you're fired, and don't ask me for a recommendation,

because you don't know squat about advertising, hmm?

Well, it's your lucky day.

You're getting in on the ground floor.

For-For the record, I don't know squat about advertising, either.

Yeah, well, like my good-for-nothing father

used to say, "Honey, why sweat the small stuff?

What you don't know you can learn."

And so can I.

Someday soon,

I'm gonna have my own big bad advertising agency

with my name on the door, just like you-know-who, hmm?

Just need to talk to her.

She doesn't want to be disturbed.

Amanda, I have some bad news.

And I have an assistant. Her name's Julie.

She announces the visitors.

I'm sorry, Miss Woodward.

Forget it.

I may have lost the Bastian account.

If I did, you have every right to fire me, no hard feelings.

I just talked to Alex.

He's nursing a sore jaw, not a grudge.

He's staying with the agency?

Yes.

Oh, thank God.

You know, I just don't get Michael.

I mean, after all the promises we made to each other,

he's still acting like a petty, jealous fool.

Well, then, open your eyes, Jane.

That's Michael in a nutshell.

He is a fool.

Well, I guess you'll have to call me one,

too, because I love him, despite all his faults.

Well, like they say, love is blind.

Oh, and for the record,

if Alex did bail,

there'd be plenty of hard feelings.

Morning, Peter.

Uh, that's your private line there.

Amanda didn't shoot you in the ear, did she?

Hello. Burns here.

Hello?

Now, I know someone is there. Hello? Answer me!

You know, you're really starting to tick me off with this.

Wrong number?

What do you want, Michael?

Remember that guy from Matt's journal?

That creep that slept with Jane

the-the night before our wedding?

Well, he showed up at the beach house this morning.

I punched his lights out.

That's nice. Now get out of my office, will you?

You know, the thing is, I love Jane,

and I want to be with her, maybe even forever,

but this Alex guy is back now,

and, uh, well, I'm kind of sweating the competition.

What would you do?

Well, off the top of my head,

I probably wouldn't have punched him.

Yeah, I do sort of feel bad about that.

The thing is, Peter, it's just tearing me apart

that she might still be attracted to this guy.

Or worse yet.

She might jump back in the sack with him.

Michael, for some inexplicable reason,

the woman loves you.

Now, my advice is,

just accept that, and forget everything else.

Peter, how can I forget that she's been unfaithful, huh?

What if she succumbs again? Oh.

And what if she doesn't?

Are you gonna risk all of your happiness on a "what if?"

That's it. What if.

Will she... or won't she?

I need to know, so I'll test her.

I'll starve her for sex and see if she turns to Alex.

- No, Michael. - Yeah, yeah.

Then if she sleeps with him, then I'll dump her.

And if not, we'll plight our troths.

We'll live happily ever after.

- Plight our troths? - Oh, Peter.

Thank you so much.

I could never have come up with this plan without you, buddy.

♪ Tonight you're all I want to find... ♪

Excuse me. Um, I'm looking for Kyle.

Oh, he, uh... he took the night off.

Um, left me in charge.

We live in the same building.

I'm, uh... I'm Ryan McBride,

Kyle's younger, you know, better-looking brother.

Megan Lewis.

Um, I'll call him at home.

Oh, um... I'd love to help you,

you know, any way I can, if, uh...

Fine. You can tell him that I got another job,

and I'm sorry I'm not gonna be able

to give him two-weeks’ notice, but I start tomorrow.

Oh, yeah, if it were my club,

I don't know if I'd let you go, Megan.

If this was your club, I never would have worked here.

Tell Kyle thanks.

Uh, c-can I... can I also tell him we had dinner?

Um... sorry.

I don't have dinner with younger brothers of ex-employers.

In fact, I've been eating alone a lot lately,

and I prefer it that way.

But it's, uh, a big city.

I'm sure you'll find somebody to eat with.

Oh. I'm sorry I'm late.

I... I got held up at the office.

A new client.

Yeah, well, at least it's not Peter for once.

I gotta get to the club.

Wait, I thought we had a date.

You said you were taking tonight off.

I did, and spent most of it alone.

Oh, come on.

I'm out hustling business all day

to put cash back in our bank account

and you're angry with me?

No, that's just an excuse, Amanda.

An excuse for what?

For not wanting to talk about whatever's going on.

You know, I feel like I just walked in

in the middle of this conversation.

Well, the conversation's over.

See ya.

Take a bowl, medium-size,

and we'll start with salt and pepper.

This is the aioli sauce,

a mayonnaise-type for our cold lobsters.

Crushed ground pepper...

Peter.

I-I-I know I should have called,

but I've got an emergency.

C-can you wait just a minute

and let me check on something?

Wait, I keep getting these phone calls, okay?

They keep calling and calling

and they, they're hanging up on me,

but I-I think they know.

Hmm? Know what?

That-that I was involved in Amanda's kidnapping.

Peter, maybe you're feeling guilty

about putting Amanda in jeopardy

and taking the ransom.

You're projecting it on these phone calls.

This is not about guilt.

This is pure, unadulterated fear here!

You know, not only do I lose Amanda here,

I could lose my career.

I'm looking at jail time!

Okay, okay, let's say you're right.

Who's making the calls?

Well, I-I don't know!

It's gotta be the kidnappers or the guy that hired them.

Who else could it be?

You're the only other person that I told.

No, you told someone else.

What are you talking about?

You confessed to Lexi.

Lexi?

And Peter, to be honest,

I can't believe you put that kind of power in her hands.

Hold-hold-hold it. Hold it.

W-when did she tell you this?

In our last therapy session.

She's a patient?

Ex-patient.

There was a little too much chemistry.

I was going to prevent the full exploration

of the doctor-patient relationship.

When exactly did she tell you this?

Oh, come on!

I-I-I-I-I can't, I can't...

Exactly!

Okay.

She, um, she said you confessed,

and it made her sick,

but she wasn't going to the police,

so I-I-I ask her why.

And she said something like, uh,

'Well, do you really think they'd do anything about it?'

And, uh, I said, well, to arrange a phony kidnapping,

to put Amanda in jeopardy, that you would probably get...

Oh, God.

She didn't tell me anything.

I told her.

Peter...

We been had, Doc,

by the biggest bitch of 'em all.

Miss Woodward?

Your ticket to San Francisco.

You need to leave now

or you're gonna miss your flight.

Thanks.

Listen, where can I reach you?

You can't.

Uh, if anyone calls, have Jane handle it.

And Julie? No one can know about this.

No one.

I understand.

Hello, Burns here.

Hello, who's there?

Peter, it's me, Lexi.

Lexi.

Well, you're that last person I expected to hear from.

Well, I've been thinking about you.

A lot.

How you feeling?

Is that, uh, bullet wound all mended?

Oh, good as new.

How are you?

Gee, I thought with all that

running around the woods with Amanda,

that kidnapping thing, I thought you'd be out.

You know about that?

Hmm, you hear things.

God, I can only imagine what Amanda's been put through.

Poor thing.

I have a tight schedule, so thanks for calling.

Hey, look wait.

Peter, um...

I really need to talk to you.

About what?

Not over the phone.

Could we meet for a drink?

Tonight?

Well, I'm checking my schedule right now and...

how 'bout next week?

Uh, Peter, I wouldn't ask

if this wasn't a matter of great urgency.

Please say yes.

For old times' sake.

All right, for old times' sake.

Tonight. You name the place.

Uh, let's say Kyle's club, 10:00,

and don't be late.

Peter! Just thought I'd let you know.

Operation Jane is going full steam ahead.

I apologized to Jane

and her ex, uh, you-know-what,

and I'm going to have dinner with them tonight.

This is what they make libraries for, Michael.

Oh, yeah. Sorry about that.

It's just, well, I gotta memorize this stuff

before I meet them.

Body Language?

Oh, yeah. It's all part of the plan.

You see, I don't want to be the last one to know

if Jane is getting it on with this rag merchant,

so I'll observe their body language.

Then I'll know their true feelings.

You're not serious?

Oh, dead.

Oh, yeah, for-for instance, um,

if someone covers their mouth with their hand...

Mm-hmm?

Or if someone leans back when they're talking to you...

Yeah?

Or if someone rubs the side of their nose?

Those are all signs of deception.

So if I... I...

What if my nose itches?

Mock if you want, but there's scientific merit to this.

I'm tellin' ya.

Um, the wider the gesture, the more you can trust somebody.

Or if, uh, they have fast breathing

high in the chest, then...

Michael?

Direct eye contact.

See what it says about that.

Direct...

- D... - It says get out of my office!

Okay.

Geez.

♪ That you're fearful I won't understand ♪

♪ All that we have left to overcome here ♪

♪ All the things you're afraid to ask ♪

♪ I'll be here to tell you that you're everything ♪

♪ I will never be the one to leave ♪

♪ I don't wanna stray the course you're keeping ♪

♪ It's just without you... ♪

You're late.

Uh, well, I'd apologize, only it was intentional.

I wanted to see if you'd wait,

and sure enough, you did.

Oh, I like the scotch here.

Ah.

Recently, I haven't had the urge to be in my apartment.

Hmm, living alone, it can be hard work.

So is living with the wrong person.

Right, and I was the wrong person.

I didn't say that.

And now you just threw your love for Amanda in my face.

Please, enough of that.

I know you're the one who's been calling me.

Aren't you the clever one.

Sorry about all those hang-ups.

I just didn't know what to say.

I mean, after finding out your dirty little secret,

how you arranged a phony kidnapping

all so you could be Amanda's rescuer.

Well, it's been quite a shock.

So obviously you want something.

What is it?

Bingo.

I want you.

I just can't decide

whether you'd look better behind bars

or in my bed.

So do I have a choice here?

Hmm, sorry.

Criminals don't have choices.

I'll be in touch.

You're starting to sweat, Peter.

There she is again.

Who, Megan?

Yeah, yeah.

Is she looking at me?

No.

Are you sure?

Yeah. She's looking at her menu.

She just looked away.

She wouldn't have done that if she didn't like me.

Why do I suddenly feel like I'm back in high school?

S-So, what-what's her story?

Uh... complicated.

Oh, perfect.

That means we got something in common,

other than mutual attraction, of course.

Hey, um, listen... I can't really ask her

'cause she's, like, already rejected me,

but you could ask her for me.

- No. - Yeah.

No. What are you...? We are back in high school here.

No, I'm not gonna do it.

Like, come on!

Okay, you owe me. Big.

I owe you.

So I hear congratulations are in order.

Well, thank you.

You have been so great.

You know, it's not many bosses that would let you quit

without any notice.

Well, I just hope this change

is your ticket to good times, and I'm gonna miss you.

Now, that?

That-that will get you a table anywhere in this place.

Well, I just ordered takeout.

Lexi piled all this work on me, so I'm a little...

Well, you're here. Stay. Eat.

See, my little brother is by himself,

and, uh, you'd join him.

Come on.

I will have the kitchen put a rush on your meal.

Enjoy.

Thank you.

I knew that you'd eventually come to your senses

and have dinner with me.

Thanks.

So, remind me,

how did you guys meet?

- Hmm, well, Jane and I... - Alex and I...

- Go ahead. - Okay.

Jane and I were both applying for the same part-time job...

At Marshall Field's, and I'll never forget

you were so competitive.

Well, I'll never forget

the dress you were wearing.

So, your first interest in Jane was sexual.

Michael.

No, no, no. That's okay.

What I meant was she designed it herself.

It was unique.

Like Jane.

Um, you have something wrong with your nose?

- No. - I'm just asking,

because I'm a doctor, and you seem

- to rub your nose a lot. - No, he doesn't.

Michael... why don't you stop dancing around

what's really bothering you here.

- I slept with Jane. - Okay, I don't think that's an issue

- for Michael, right, honey? - That's right,

- I can be just as mature as the next guy. - Really?

- Mm-hmm. - Then why did you hit me?

Honey, I would really like some coffee.

Because I'm a hothead, all right?

I always have been. If you ask me,

it's one of the qualities Jane loves about me.

I, uh, don't tend to overthink a situation.

I believe actions speak louder than words.

I'll see you at home.

Oh, and, uh, for the record,

I didn't hit you because of what happened before,

but as a warning that you shouldn't let it happen again.

You know, uh, you really should get that nose checked out.

Um... you're-you're looking at me

like you wish I'd drop dead.

Am I? I'm sorry.

The problem can't be me,

'cause women usually find me amusing.

Oh, am I'm sure they also find you arrogant.

You know, you're nothing like Kyle.

Oh. Well, at least you noticed something about me.

Why are you so down on men?

Because of guys like you.

Because I used to use men as crutches

instead of walking on my own.

Um... you know, I've changed my mind.

Could I just get my entree to go?

Oh, certainly.

Oh. What are you doing sitting in the dark?

Watching some football highlights.

Seems like I never get to see a game anymore.

Oh. Well, sorry I'm late; I should have called.

I have been running from meeting to meeting.

Yeah. I know. San Francisco.

Jane told me.

Dropped by to take you out to lunch.

Sorry I missed you.

How'd it go?

San Francisco?

Um... pretty much the way I'd hoped.

I'm not stupid, Amanda, and I am not making this up.

You're hiding something from me.

And if there's one thing I learned

from my marriage with Taylor,

it's that a relationship based on secrets never works.

Forgive me, but I don't think there's a point of comparison.

What were you doing in San Francisco?

I was taking care of business.

Any more questions? You haven't asked me

about the missing journal page all day.

I'm gonna go to bed.

- Am I invited? - That's your call.

- Yeah? - Hi.

- What's this? - A chance to prove yourself.

Well, maybe I could put some clothes on first.

I'm not used to having business meetings

- in my underwear. - Frankly, I hadn't noticed.

Okay.

Skyler Soap.

I know they're traded on the New York Stock Exchange.

Right. And I got a call from their CEO last night.

After 20-plus years, they are shopping around

for a new ad agency.

Well, I mean, shouldn't you send in the big guns?

Well, you're the only one at the agency

with an MBA, which could be an asset.

The guy is hung up on credentials.

So, speed-read the file and hit the road.

Whoa. Where am I going?

Arizona.

And don't let me down. It would make

holiday dinners very uncomfortable.

Oh...

Are you stalking me?

If I were a stalker,

you would be the last woman I'd stalk.

Then what the hell are you doing out here?

I'm headed to Jerome for a meeting.

Don't tell me...

Skyler Soap.

- This is really getting weird. - Yeah, well,

- yesterday it was fate. - I didn't know you as well.

So... you need

a hand with that flat tire, or what?

No, that's all right, go ahead, I can handle it.

I don't know, the desert's no place for a woman.

Oh, please.

Okay.

It's just, I was watching the Discovery Channel,

and they had this program about snakes, poisonous snakes

found only in Arizona.

Did you know they love the shade?

They slither right off the desert floor.

One could be under your car right now.

Coiled up, ready to strike.

- Last chance. - Okay.

Look, I don't see... yeah, yeah, I think I could use some help.

I used to be a gas jockey.

Piece of cake.

All right.

Do you ever... do you ever check your spare?

- No. - Well, you should,

because it's flat.

Great!

I'm out here in the middle of nowhere

in snake country, my cell phone's not working...

What the hell am I supposed to do?

Well, I could give you a ride to Jerome.

They probably have a service station...

- We could have your car towed. - I hate this.

What if I said it was a freebie?

I'd still hate it, but I'd accept the offer.

- Excuse me. - Mm-hmm.

You sure she's in there?

Why don't you go take a look for yourself?

Ooh.

Whoa. Boy, I don't do so well in the heat.

I hope they got a buzzer or something in case I pass out.

Michael, hi!

Jane, hi!

What are you doing here?

- Oh, do you mind if I join you? - No, of course not.

Um... I, um...

I joined the gym this morning,

'cause I wanted to get in shape for our wedding.

Oh, "our wedding."

Oh, I love the sound of that!

Michael, about last night, I just w...

Oh, yeah, I know, I know, I know.

- I was out of line again. - No, you weren't.

I was gonna apologize this morning at home,

but you left so... early...

What? I wasn't?

No.

In fact, I thought you were very sweet.

- Wow. - And forceful,

and you were right...

Your hot temper turns me on.

Wow!

You know, um... things are going so well for me here,

I hate to ask you this, but, uh...

does anything about that Alex guy turn you on?

Oh, Michael,

no, nothing!

Okay. Okay, then you don't have to worry

about me tagging along on your business dinners anymore.

Okay.

Mm, uh, Jane?

- What? - I was thinking that...

maybe we shouldn't have sex till after the wedding.

Oh, Michael, what?

Yeah, well, even if I wanted to,

we can't, 'cause, you know, somebody could come in.

Where is everybody?

At lunch? I don't know.

The whole building?

You heard me... I'm committing $20 million

to advertising in the next fiscal year.

You want a crack at it,

you'd better get your people down here.

Hi.

Oh, I can't meet with anyone today.

Oh, but we... I have an appointment.

I'm Megan Lewis with Sterling-Conway Enterprises.

And-and Ryan McBride.

Amanda Woodward Advertising, sir.

We came all the way from L.A.

You fly or drive?

Drive, actually. Well,

at least I did.

Yeah, I like to drive, but...

I don't get behind the wheel much anymore.

I want to hear your ideas, but I'm late for lunch.

And if I miss my lunch, I don't get a chance

to take my afternoon walk.

I really like my walk.

How does tomorrow sound?

Uh, 7:00 a.m.?

- 7:00 would be fine. - Yeah, that's great.

That would be... great.

Thought the band was supposed to be playing, not fighting.

Oh, that's rock and roll for you.

- Can I buy you a drink? - No, actually,

I need to talk to you and Kyle in private.

It's important.

Oh. Well, um, as you can see, Kyle's busy,

but if it's that important, you and I can talk in the office.

Yeah.

Well, I was...

thinking of slowly sliding into a confession,

but instead...

there's your ransom money.

You're kidding.

No, no. Here.

Check for yourself.

Wh...

Where did you get it?

Well, I-I called in a favor from an ex-patient that, uh...

The guy you talked to Matt about?

Yeah, yeah, Mr. Beck. You met him in my office, actually,

and I had him check up on the kidnappers and the ransom.

Uh-huh. And he got it for you just like that?

Well, he's a very powerful man.

- Peter... - Hey,

you know I can't stand to see you unhappy.

I read Matt's journal from cover to cover,

and you talked about this Mr. Beck more than once.

Well, Matt and I spent a lot of long hours

- in the E.R. together. - Mm-hmm.

I've known men like Beck.

In fact, I've lived with one.

Well, I told you it was a favor.

Beck owed me for saving his life.

Good.

'Cause I don't want you or Kyle or anyone, for that matter,

to sacrifice himself for me.

Never again.

- Oh. - What's going on?

A lot. A lot.

Peter got, um, our money back, the ransom money, all of it.

What? That's amazing...

considering the cops hit a brick wall.

I'd be real interested in hearing how you pulled that off.

It's a long story.

I'll bet. I'll bet.

But, hey, you did it, and, um...

we are both very thankful.

♪♪

Megan?

Megan?

Megan?

What are you doing in my room?

Oh. Thought you might want some company.

- Oh, so you just let yourself in. - Mm-hmm, yeah,

the door was open.

Got some chips and some beer and stuff.

You were trying to steal my ideas.

Uh, last we talked, you didn't have any ideas.

Get out.

Come on, Megan, I was... I wasn't doing anything.

I just... I hate being alone,

and you're the only person I know in this town.

You know what? I thanked you

for the ride... I don't owe you anything else.

Wait a minute, I didn't mean that you owed me anything.

Good night.

Kyle,

I don't want you putting Peter through the third degree

forcing him to tell you how he did what he did.

Yeah, what is it with you? Why are you still protecting him?

I'm not. What makes you think he needs my protection?

The journal, the missing page.

How many times do we have to talk about this?

I don't know anything about a missing page,

except that it's missing and Matt probably tore it out.

Well, at least we agree on one thing.

We both wish we'd never read the damn journal.

I'm getting a beer.

Hey, what are you doing?

I don't think Matt would mind, do you?

No.

♪♪

It's after 8:00.

He's blowing us off.

Yeah, after I stayed up all night

reading articles on branding.

Cows or products?

Very funny.

Hey, excuse me?

What... what's going on?

Change of ownership... Some big conglomerate

bought up Skyler Soap.

Wh-When? We just met with him yesterday.

He didn't say anything about it.

Well... from what I hear,

nobody has the heart to tell the old guy.

He gave his life to this company.

And this town.

Well, this was a wasted trip.

At least we got to know each other better.

You know, I have to go back to Phoenix and pick up my car.

Do you know if there's a bus that goes through there?

Oh, no, it's okay, it's okay.

Well, you could ride with me.

Can't beat the fare, and, uh,

I promise some good conversation.

Yeah, well, you had me till that bit about the conversation.

Well, I... I won't say anything.

So...

what is it about my new line you don't like?

I'm sorry, Alex, your designs are great.

I was just... I was thinking about Michael.

Ah. You know...

I don't mind if you call him.

Okay. Thank you.

It'll just be a minute.

- Hello? - Hi, honey.

I just wanted to hear your voice.

I tried you at home. Where are you?

Uh, I'm at the gym; I thought I'd hang out for a while.

You know, maybe lift some weights, take a swim.

Okay. Well, I-I won't be late.

Michael... you sound a little weird.

Are you sure you're okay about my dinner meeting?

Well, sure, honey, I'm fine.

You do what you have to do.

- I'll see you later. - Okay. Bye.

- Thank you. - Well, you're very welcome.

Amanda and I were thinking more along the lines

of a bright-eyed, optimistic campaign.

Amanda can wait.

- Okay. - These last few days,

spending this time with you,

has made me realize that...

well, how part of my life has been missing.

Come on, Jane, admit it...

You have feelings for me, too.

Well... of course I do.

But not the kind of feelings that you're talking about.

Well, then it shouldn't bother you

if I kiss you.

You can take my word for it.

Words lie; lips don't.

What's wrong?

I can't believe this.

What?

I'm out of gas.

This trip is cursed!

No conversation, remember?

Especially from someone who drives around with a flat spare.

Ah.

Where are you going?

To answer nature's call... not that it's any of your business.

Snake!

Just a little humor.

Right on time.

Come on in.

You know, this dress is new.

You always used to notice when I'd buy something for you.

What do you want from me?

I want you to make love to me.

The way you want to make love to Amanda but know you never will.

And if you don't, well,

then I'm just gonna have to tell Amanda what I know, and...

well, that would be a fate worse than prison,

wouldn't it, Petey?

Kiss me.

Why? When you know I don't love you.

I'll never love you.

Hm. I can love enough for both of us.

You're gonna have to do better than that.

I'm not gonna do this.

Lover, you got a lot riding on those lips.

Now, shut up and kiss me.

Go on and tell Amanda!

I'm not making love to you!

Honey, I've done my homework... She's at the club.

I can be there in 20 minutes.

Well, I'm calling your bluff, lady.

Well, you know, I really overestimated you.

You really are as dumb as you look.

Shut the door on the way out.

When Amanda hears that you kidnapped her, you're dead.

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The Upstairs.

Hey, Kyle, it's Peter.

I need to talk to Amanda; it's an emergency here.

Petey!

You know, I know she's here somewhere...

but I haven't seen her.

But I'll let her know you called.

No, no, no. I-I have to talk to her right now.

Well, when you put it that way...

I don't think I've ever seen so many stars in my whole life.

Makes me wonder why I live in the city.

Huh. I just remembered: no snakes.

- I'm sorry. - It's okay.

Megan, you are so beautiful.

- I'm more than that. - I know you are.

No, you don't know.

You look at a sky full of stars, you look at me,

and you think, what the heck, go for it, right?

I was just gonna kiss you.

Yeah, well, you know what, maybe I don't want to be kissed.

Maybe I don't want your hands all over me.

Maybe I don't want to get to know you better.

I'm sorry, you just don't understand.

I just...

I just can't get involved with anyone right now.

Wait'll the bitch hears this.

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