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Are you okay? Anything broken?

I'm dizzy.

Oh, where are we?

Amanda.

What are you doing here?

This is my bedroom,

and no one is supposed to be up on the roof.

They broke into my place. That's how they got up there.

Our special place, huh, Megan? The place I showed you.

Oh, and the powder room at the wedding reception,

what was that, your and Lexi's special place?

Listen, Jane, nothing ever happened.

Oh, they were rutting like dogs.

I mean between you and me, I mean.

Oh, right, Michael, lookit, you're both half naked.

On my wedding dress, on our wedding night!

Well, you wanted a divorce.

And where's Alex?

I figured you two lovebirds would be married by now.

Hey, everybody...

- Everybody, relax! - You know what,

I don't know who to call first, ambulance or police.

Yeah, well, try a lawyer, 'cause that roof is unsafe.

- Yeah. - Somebody could've been killed.

- Come on, Megan. - You know what, Michael?

I was considering taking you back, but you can forget it.

Oh, yeah, well who says I even want to come back?

Go back to this pig?

Well, like they say, once a hooker...

You are such...

Let go of me, let go of me.

Hey.

- Okay, cool off, cool off. - Let me go. Let the hell go.

Stop it, you guys. Stop it, both of you.

I never should've come back to this town.

You might have a very good point there.

Easy, easy.

Oh, my gosh, thank God, I have a hide-a-key, Michael.

Are you... are you sure you're all right, huh?

Nothing hurts anywhere.

Fine, just a few bruises

and I feel I just can't stop trembling.

Oh, yeah, well,

I got a cure for that.

Michael, I don't believe it.

After everything that's happened you want to make out?

Yeah, turn back the clock a few ticks,

what's wrong with that?

- Come on. - When we were upstairs, I was drunk,

and now I'm sober.

Listen, I want you out of here, okay?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

This has got to be the most embarrassing night of my life.

You know what you are, Mancini?

You're that crap that washes up on the beach after a storm.

Syringes and specimen bottles.

Waste, Mancini, medical waste.

From now on, you see me coming, you go the other way.

That's fine, caveman.

You can beat me up all you want.

You can pummel me like a ragdoll.

But you blew it with Megan.

That's what's really pissing you off, right?

Jane.

Hey, Jane, maybe we should talk about this, huh?

Stay the hell away.

Jane, that's your wedding dress.

What are you doing?

Get back into your apartment, Michael,

or I swear to God, I'll set you on fire.

This place is out of control.

Amen.

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♪ Don't you worry about tomorrow ♪

♪ Until it stands to bear ♪

♪ And when you find you're on your knees ♪

♪ Best not to get too bad ♪

♪ Say, when you see your reflection ♪

♪ Say what a fine looking man ♪

♪ You don't need to know what road you're on ♪

♪ If you know exactly where you stand ♪

♪ Let your woman go across you ♪

♪ Like a sweet September breeze ♪

♪ Then go speeding down the highway ♪

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♪ Keep on keepin' on ♪

♪ You gotta keep on keepin' on ♪

♪ Sing hallelujah ♪

♪ You gotta keep on keepin' on... ♪

Peter!

Peter, help!

Oh, Peter!

What, what's wrong?

I was trying to make breakfast - Oh.

And I guess I just wasn't thinking.

- No, it's all right. No. - I'm so sorry.

We just need to get some air in here,

that's all.

Hey, do I need to call the fire department?

No, no, no, we got it under control. We just had a...

Oh, at least somebody does.

How you guys slept through last night, I'll never know.

Why? What happened?

Well, Peter should ask his partner, Dr. Mancini.

By the way, if there's any damage in here,

you guys are responsible.

Have a good day.

I am so sorry.

Breakfast was supposed to be a big surprise.

Oh, it's very surprising.

Very.

You know, it's not really an accident

that I'm a lousy cook.

I've kind of been that way my whole life.

Well, good, then I get to take you out more often.

After we clean up, okay?

Okay.

Hello?

Yes, this is Dr. Burns. Who's this?

I see.

No, no, no, of course.

Right. Thank you.

Well, it's not a total loss.

I was able to rescue half a glass of fresh...

What's wrong?

Um...

it was someone from Texas.

My father died.

Oh, Peter, I'm so sorry.

Oh, no, it's not...

not like we were close or anything.

I really never even mentioned him to anyone.

It's just that, um,

well, they want me to fly down there and sign some things

and take care of his affairs.

I was the only one left in the family.

I'll go with you, if you want.

We can catch a morning flight.

Well, it's not like we're in a rush.

I mean, he's already dead.

Here to seal off the roof before it rains.

Access is through there, gentlemen.

Go ahead and use the ladder right outside the window.

- All right. - You've done it, little bro.

You've done it, you've done it good.

What are you talking about, Kyle?

I wasn't even on the roof.

Did you see what Mancini did to my door?

Look at the jamb, it's busted all to hell. Go look at it.

I just want to know, that stuff that Megan said

about you and Lexi, any of that stuff true?

Is this you or Amanda wanting to know?

She is using you to get to Amanda.

She's gonna screw up your whole life.

I can take care of myself, Kyle.

I've been doing it my whole life.

You are in way over your head here.

Why don't you stay out of my life?

If it affects my wife, if it hurts her,

I am gonna be so in your life

that you're not gonna be able to piss without company,

you understand me?

Knock, knock.

Tendering your resignation?

What is this about?

Has it gotten so bad

that you don't even realize when you hurt people?

Okay, wait a minute.

Look, you pushed Ryan away.

That's an open invitation for me to move in.

Invitation?

Look, you know,

I'm not even going to have this discussion with you.

I didn't even go near him until you rejected him.

Okay, look, if it's any consolation,

it was never serious.

Oh, sex in bathroom isn't serious?

Look, we were just releasing a little tension.

Tension.

Well, you know what, you can keep him.

I'm through with both of you.

Megan...

My God, Visconti, what is this,

the psychiatric version of ambulance chasing?

My wedding blew up in my face. Big deal.

And falling through your landlord's ceiling

in the arms of your ex-wife the same night,

that's not a big deal?

In the spirit of Socrates, I'm going to answer that question

with a question: What do you think?

I think this is a very complicated situation.

Look, Jane and I don't trust each other.

Marriage without trust don't last.

But, Michael, if you could get together in the same room,

just sit down and really talk to each other...

- You don't understand... - Dr. Michael Mancini?

Yes.

Oh, no, look at this.

This is Amanda suing me for the, uh, roof, right?

Your wife, actually, for divorce.

You're officially served.

Yeah.

Yeah, all the usual, plus punitive damages.

Cost of the wedding,

the dress.

Oh, plus emotional pain and suffering.

Yeah, give me a break.

We'll be in the same room, all right...

A courtroom.

Lexi.

I am holding you personally responsible

for what happened at my apartment building last night.

Excuse me.

Honey, I wasn't anywhere near that place.

Oh, it was your sexual hijinks with Ryan that started it.

Megan wouldn't have been on that roof with Michael

if you hadn't hurt her.

Listen, Ryan and I are lovers.

How other people respond to that, that's their problem.

Oh, there you are, darling.

Listen, could I have a word with you?

How about two: "get" and "lost."

Anything I had to say to you, I said last night, Lexi.

Our sick little relationship is over.

Worse than that, we don't validate.

You'll have to pay your own parking.

Hmm. Kiss my ass.

Both of you.

Ooh, there's an ugly thought.

My office, now.

Shut the door.

If you weren't Kyle's brother, I'd fire you.

If nepotism is the only way I keep my job, I don't want it.

Give me one good reason why I shouldn't fire you.

I'll give you six.

The new accounts I brought into the agency

in the last two month.

You only brought in Alex Bastian in.

Well, we know how that turned out.

You're going to keep me because I'm good.

In fact, you're going to count your blessings,

apologize and thank me for...

I don't think so.

Then I'm just going to head on back to work

and we'll forget this little... conversation ever took place.

- Oh, excuse me. - Sure.

- You wanted to see me? - Yes.

Alex Bastian was your one client,

and I just received notice that he's terminating.

Therefore, I'm doing the same to you.

Oh, uh, by the way, Jane stays, too,

or I take my accounts elsewhere.

Just wanted to let you know that before you did anything stupid.

Fine. But you're both month-to-month.

Just like your leases at the apartment building.

Thank you.

Though I'm not sure I deserved it.

When you've lost everything in your life,

you don't want to lose your job, too, so...

This is where your father lived?

Yeah.

Golf... sport of kings.

Hey.

Is this your mother?

Yeah.

She took off right after I was born.

She died a couple years later in a car accident.

She ran off with a touring pro.

My old man never quite made the cut.

Look.

Here.

It's the only tournament he ever won.

The Greatest Texas Amateur, 1963.

You might think he was a little bitter, but no.

He moved past that right into mean.

Mean to the bone.

He had to have been proud the way you turned out.

It's kind of tough to impress my old man.

Very tough.

Jane! Jane, will you just wait one second?

You're suing me for punitive damages?!

What the hell is that, huh?

What the hell is that?!

You have five seconds to leave before I call the police.

Jane, you holed up with Bastian for a week in Chicago.

- One, two, three, four, five. - Just the two of you.

- What'd you... - What I told you!

That's what I expect you to believe.

But wait a second.

You stood me up our first wedding,

and then you bamboozled me into a quickie for the second,

and we still didn't talk.

Then I turn around at our reception and there's Bastian,

and he had plenty to say, Jane!

Anything he said was a lie, Michael.

But for you to believe him over me...

You have never denied

sleeping with him, not once.

You should know I didn't sleep with him.

- You should trust me. - Oh, but you just can't say it, can you?

You don't say it, and it didn't happen.

Look, it's like saying "I swear to gah"

instead of "I swear to God." You're not swearing to God.

You're swearing to gah, whoever the hell that is.

So when it comes to the big day of reckoning,

you're off the hook with the Almighty.

What are you talking about?

I'm saying just say it.

Just look me in the eye and say you didn't sleep with him.

You know, we never should have gotten married.

Oh!

I want you out of this building.

Oh, yeah, well, I'm not moving, I'm happy here!

Hey, Jane! Jane, this is it, this is war, you hear?

Do you understand me? War!

Head down, do you hear me?

Left arm straight, eye on the ball.

How many times do I have to tell you?

Hit it again.

We're gonna keep doing this until you get it right.

And you ain't gonna get it right unless you try.

You just don't listen.

- I am trying, Daddy. - Shut up and hit it!

No! Look, you're not coming through it.

Belt buckle to the target.

Look at your feet. Look at 'em.

You finish like crap.

Oh, my...

Now you're gonna cry.

That's why your mama left,

you know that?

She couldn't take all the bawling.

I said to quit your sniffling and hit the ball.

I can't.

Nobody in this family says "can't"!

I said to quit the crying, damn...

You ain't even worth hitting anymore.

I'm sorry.

You're pathetic, kid.

I mean, what the hell did I do to get stuck with you?

Aw, to hell with you.

Are you all right?

You've got to talk about this.

No, you're wrong.

I don't have to talk about this!

You can't change the past.

Peter...

We're flying back first thing in the morning.

I better get to the hospital.

Shouldn't you just take a couple of days off?

You know, Eve, when someone dies at the hospital,

we call it "closing the chart," and this chart is closed.

Hey, come on, this is supposed to be

a happy time for us, all right?

Well, that's all I want; I want you to be happy.

I'm fine. Really.

I'm fine.

I'll see you tonight.

Amanda.

Hi.

Don't tell me you guys are already fighting?

His father just died.

We just got back from taking care of things.

- Did you know him? - Uh, no. He mentioned him.

Do you know that Peter's from Texas?

That he comes from nothing?

Nothing? Really? I always assumed that he grew up

with a silver spoon in his mouth.

Well, it's not exactly a life that he's proud of.

No matter what I say, I cannot get him to deal with it.

Oh, well, good, right? You stay out of his past,

- he'll stay out of yours. - Amanda,

he needs to deal with it.

Maybe I need to deal with ours.

Wait, wait, stop right there.

We agreed that Peter can't know.

And I was able to steer Kyle

off the trail of your phony references,

but next time it won't be so easy.

And look how far we've come.

You're living with him.

Because I love him.

I want him to be happy.

You won't get it by pushing him.

If he doesn't want to deal with it, fine,

we'll all be better off.

Megan. Hi.

I've been wanting to call you, but, uh,

I feel like it'd be better to talk face to face.

Amanda actually let me go out for lunch today.

Oh, congratulations on having a job, because I don't.

Look, at least let me apologize for what I said the other night

after the roof fell in.

I mean... the truth is, I might as well have

walked you up there and put you in Michael's arms myself.

You hurt me.

I know.

I wish I could take it back, I wish I could

- take everything back. - Yeah, well, you know what?

- You can't, okay? - Listen...

Let go of me.

Look, besides my own punitive damages,

including, uh, now weekly visits to Dr. Visconti,

I also want you to add the damages to the roof.

'Cause Amanda hit me up for those.

And I would have never gone through the thing

in the first place if Jane had remained faithful.

- Are you getting all this? - Yeah, um, Michael,

do you realize your chances

of winning any kind of a countersuit are next to nothing?

Even settling seems unlikely? Now, if the two of you

were to go into a room together and talk things out...

If I hear that one more time, I swear...

It makes sense, Michael.

Weekly visits to Visconti? This is serious.

Oh, just type that up and get back to me, all right?

Listen, buddy, you know, at some point,

I'm gonna need a deposition from you.

Oh. I'm sorry.

Your father's funeral. How did things go with that?

Well, thanks for asking... it puts pettiness into perspective.

Hey, I'm not being petty here, I'm being strong.

Part of being a man is taking a stand.

It's also about admitting your weaknesses, Michael.

Oh, please, Peter, don't lose your edge.

It's your finest trait.

There's two ways to look at everything,

including lawsuits.

Think about it.

- Put down my underwear! - Huh?

- God, Michael! - Ow!

Filthy pervert.

All right, since neither one of us

intends on moving out of the building,

I think that we should set up some sort of schedule.

Mornings, you can have the laundry room; evenings are mine.

I'll swim in the mornings; you can take the nights.

Did you wear this for Alex?

I mean, did he make you model it?

- Or did he just rip it off your body? - No, Michael!

I was naked! Oh, except for the garter belt,

jackboots and whip... Alex likes it rough.

Jane, how could you make a joke about this stuff!

Who's joking? Oh, I even have pictures to prove. Here.

You promise you won't show your lawyer, though?

Brace yourself.

Take a good, long look.

Smiles, the happiness.

In exactly one hour

and 12 minutes, singlehandedly,

you dismantled the entire thing!

Why do you refuse to take any responsibility for this?

- Okay, Michael, I will. - Thank you.

I kissed him!

And I'm sorry, Michael. I feel guilty about it.

It was a mistake. But it was only a kiss.

I mean, you can't say the same thing about Megan.

Are you kidding me? Are you kidding me?

You started this!

That's right!

Oh...

- They are at it again. - You know what, let's just let it go.

I mean, we'll fix what we can fix, like the roof.

Sweetheart, I'm... telling you that...

Oh, please! You...

See, now, what if they kill each other?

- -Hello! - Let 'em.

We'll finally have some peace and quiet around here.

Oh.

- We're locked in. - No kidding.

Nobody can hear you... They're all behind closed doors.

In bed with their lovers.

Unbelievable.

Listen, Jane, uh, it might get a little cold.

Why don't you take this. Here.

What?

Take another step, I'll kill you.

Okay.

Peter?

Delayed reaction?

I don't want to end up like him.

You know, he died without a wife,

without a family.

And I'm on the identical track.

Just... set myself up.

Do you love me?

You know I do.

Then marry me.

What?

I want you to marry me.

I-I want to spend the rest of my life with you.

I want to grow old together, I want to...

I want you to marry me.

Yes. Yes.

I love you.

Yeah.

- Hey. - I don't mean to be rude,

but do you have any idea what time it is?

Seven a.m., almost. I'm sorry.

Look if this has anything to do with the plumbing or the roof...

Amanda, we're getting married.

We'd like you and Kyle to stand up for us.

Well, isn't this kind of sudden?

Well, we don't want to wait.

Peter and I love each other so much.

Please be happy for us.

Oh, no. I am.

No hugs, but congratulations.

Thanks.

I just... I hope I'm not losing a singer.

Only for a couple of days.

We're eloping.

Well, what happened to long engagements?

I want to throw you a shower or a-a big engagement party.

I don't want her to change her mind.

We're not going to Vegas or anything.

We want to keep it romantic,

but...

Well, Peter was such a doll, he let me choose the place.

Take a little drive up to this little chateau near Oakhurst.

We know it's short notice, but...

Oakhurst.

Well, I, I saw pictures of it in magazines.

It's near Yosemite.

Uh, you know, it is short notice...

Oh, no, no, no, count us in.

We wouldn't miss it for anything.

- Oh, my God. - What?

Michael and Jane.

Wait, uh, you didn't by any chance

hear screaming coming from the laundry room?

No.

You know, every time we talk about the past,

you rewrite it and I get blamed.

Yeah, well, it's funny how a person's memory

gets clearer over time.

I'm the victim here, Jane.

Kind of.

Oh, okay.

Let's take marriage number one,

if you can remember back that far.

- Okay, let's. - I had a miscarriage,

and the next thing I know, you're sleeping with Kimberly.

Yeah, right, and instead of trying to work things out,

you not only hire a divorce attorney,

but then you sleep with him.

Oh, and you used Sydney and one of her call girl connections

to set the guy up and videotape him having sex!

Yeah, well, I only did that to stop the divorce proceedings.

Oh, to save money.

You didn't want to pay me alimony.

Jane, there you go! Rewriting the past again!

Oh, okay, how about marrying my sister?

You can look that up in the hall of records...

That's right, I thought Kimberly was dead.

Besides, Sydney was blackmailing me, too.

Did you guys make up?

Huh! Not on your life.

Yeah, if anything,

I'm more committed to this divorce than ever.

All right, you two.

Michael, Jane told me she didn't sleep with Alex Bastian.

Really?

Then I guess that makes you a coconspirator in the big lie!

Oh, I give up. You know what?

I'm beginning to think you two whackos deserve each other.

Yeah, well, there's a weird logic to that.

Yeah, a recipe for divorce.

Like I said before, I'll say it again:

I'll see you in court.

I must have taken a wrong turn.

Better get some directions.

I was too busy looking at my lovely lady.

Oh, then it's my fault. I'm sorry.

Let's check inside.

You're playing with fire.

I know, but Peter and Kyle don't,

so let's just play it cool, all right?

What if someone in Oakhurst recognizes us?

Someone on the street?

I'm going to be on my honeymoon.

Peter and I are never going to leave the room,

and you and Kyle are going to be there

for less than 24 hours.

Amanda, Oakhurst is my home.

I have always dreamed of getting married there.

All those years...

You're going to visit her, aren't you?

I may never have another chance.

Well, then, I guess we play it cool,

and keep our fingers crossed.

Can you believe this place?

Wait till you see the wine cellar.

Oh, I hate to put a damper on all the fun,

but somebody needs to check on the flowers for the wedding.

- Oh, right, the flowers. - Wait, let's put a hold on that

till we have another bottle of champagne.

Yeah, that gets my vote.

No, I don't want you to have to worry about anything tomorrow.

I saw a flower shop on the way in, it's open late.

We can drive there and meet up with you guys later.

Well, if you don't want to have another drink,

what do you say that we adjourn to our room?

Let's worry about the flowers in the morning.

Yeah.

Okay, well, I guess we'll see you in the morning, around ten.

Right, ten.

♪♪

Uh, a cosmopolitan, please.

Coming right up.

♪ Oh-ho, I've been loving you so long ♪

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♪ Ah ♪

♪ My hair's gone grey ♪

Whoa!

♪♪

♪ I been, oh, oh, ♪

♪ I...'ve been loving you so long ♪

♪♪

♪ Since you ♪

♪ Been gone ♪

♪ Well, now, ♪

♪ I won't tell, bitch and yell ♪

♪ Oh, no, I can't stand still ♪

♪ And I don't know what to do ♪

♪ 'Cause I'm alive, I'm cold and betrayed ♪

♪ Oh, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Yeah, alive, cold, betrayed ♪

♪ Oh, oh, yeah... ♪

Where the hell are they going?

Wow, you are not an easy woman to find.

Well, look around. There are plenty of tables,

and I'm sure that the powder room is vacant.

You know, I'm exhausted.

I've been running around all day.

I'm doing your job, I'm doing my job

You know, Megan, to tell you the truth,

I can't get along without you,

not as an employer, and, well, not as a friend.

The feeling is not mutual.

Okay, um, let me put this to you another way:

without you, I am morally bankrupt.

Megan, you know that

you're the only thing that's standing between me

and total alienation.

I have no friends, no family.

I've lost Peter.

And, well, despite this brave front,

it's really starting to bug me.

Bug you?

Yeah.

It hurts.

You know, it actually keeps me up at night.

Please, Megan, I'm begging you. Give me another chance.

You can help me to be a better person.

Oh, the Pope's not available?

No, he was busy,

but you were my first choice.

Come on, say you'll do it.

Maybe you can even help me get Peter back.

I will,

but not because I feel sorry for you,

but because Ryan is not important enough for me

to quit my job over.

I love the job, but there are conditions.

Okay.

One: I won't be lied to;

two: no manipulating;

and three: I'm no longer a Pollyanna.

Well, then, what are you?

A vice president.

You got it.

Hi, can you tell me where room 12 is, please?

Can you sign in, please.

That will be the third door.

Thank you.

♪♪

Who are you?

Uh, ma'am,

I'd like to ask you a couple of questions, if I could.

You're one of them.

Oh, God, you're back.

I haven't seen her, I haven't talked to her.

Wait, uh, excuse me?

My granddaughter paid for her mistake.

Served 15 long years.

Can't you people leave her alone?

Granddaughter?

Eve? Wait, she was in prison?

Get out.

- Get out. - What about the other woman

in this photo?

What does she have to do with all this?

What are you doing in here?

Look, uh, I apologize.

I just, I took a wrong turn.

Oh, are you all right?

Thank you.

Can I have some of that?

Where'd you go last night?

I woke up and you were gone.

Oh, sorry, I should have left a note.

Um, Eve came down with a case of pre-wedding jitters,

and she knocked on the door, but you were asleep.

And then, um, well, then the desk clerk

told us about this all-night pizza place.

Oh, don't move.

I will get it.

- Morning. - Hi.

- Can I steal you away? - Yeah,

she needs a little help with her dress,

and she doesn't want me to see the bride

- before the wedding. - I was hoping that Peter

- could just get dressed in here. - A lot of rules here.

- Good idea. - Hope I... Hope I have everything here.

- See you later, honey. - Yeah.

- Hey. - So, how you doing?

Well, you know, a little, uh...

- Nervous? - Yeah.

Yeah, a little bit.

Look, I want to thank you for being my best man.

- No, forget about it. - No, no, really.

No, I think, given our past,

what with Amanda and all that, we really haven't been...

Look, if this is your way to bury the hatchet,

forget about it; I thought that we already had.

Well, officially, then.

Friends.

Officially.

Good.

Yeah, this is Jane Mancini.

Dr. Moore told me to call; he said...

Sure, I'll hold.

Oh, Dr. Moore, hi.

I see.

Uh...

Y-Yeah, I can... I can move a few things around tomorrow.

Okay, 2:00.

I'll be there.

Jane, look, I know I'm probably the last person

you want to talk to right now, but I just want to let you know

what happened between Michael and me...

It wasn't his fault,

a-and I wasn't with him because I'm still in love with him,

I was up on that damn roof

because of Ryan.

I thought he was different than other men.

But I was wrong.

Are you all right?

I mean, I didn't come here to upset you.

I came here to help...

No, no, it's...

It's nothing you said.

I don't know, you just seem kind of...

Terrified.

Yeah, kind of.

I, uh...

I found a lump on my breast.

And... I-I wasn't really worried

about it because I'm so young,

but I went to see a surgeon just to be safe.

And she said it's 50/50.

I might have cancer.

Peter, why are you so nervous about tying the knot?

It's not like you haven't done it before.

Does it ever get any easier?

Yeah, if it's the right woman.

She's the right woman.

You know, Amanda told me about Eve's case of the jitters.

She said they spent the night at a pizza joint, talking.

I didn't even hear her leave.

I can't believe I got swept off my feet like this, you know?

I mean, me of all people, Mr. Cynic.

It feels right, though.

I can't believe I care about somebody

as much as I care about myself.

Well, it definitely sounds like true love.

Don't want to stand in the way of something like that.

- Help me with this in the back? - Yeah.

I think I'm gonna go down

and check on the wedding preparations.

Want to come?

Um, no; you know what?

I am gonna go down and check on Amanda.

All right, I'll see you in a minute.

Okay.

Dr. Burns?

Call for you.

Oh, thank you.

Dr. Burns.

Peter, d-don't hang up.

Lexi?

Listen, I heard about your father.

I'm so sorry.

Well, thanks.

You know,

Peter, sometimes when someone close to you dies,

it-it opens up another door.

Look, this isn't a good time.

Please let me finish.

I just... I have to get this off my chest.

I love you.

You love me?

I swear, I love you more than anything.

And I know that you've gone away to process your grief.

That's what Dr. Visconti told me,

and he said to give you some space.

There's something that you need to know.

- I-I'm not here... - Look,

we'll talk about this when you come back.

I love you.

Bye.

Hold it.

Hey, Julie, honey,

how long does it take to drive to Yosemite?

Mmm, five hours, but in a plane, it's less than an hour.

Hm, really?

How convenient.

Well, it's time.

If you'd like to step over to the altar, Peter.

Okay, this phone call can wait, I guess.

- Good, good. - Sure, here we go.

I feel guilty taking the rest of the day off.

Don't.

Jane.

You know my lawyer's been calling your lawyer all morning?

Are you gonna pretend that you

didn't get the papers, that I'm not counter-suing,

that you don't have as much to lose here as I do?

Fine, Michael, you win.

I'm throwing in the towel.

Um, did your lawyer tell you to say that?

Or are you asking for a settlement here?

No, I'm not asking for anything.

Michael, I need to talk to you.

Well, look, I'm a little busy right now.

No, no, right now.

Fine.

But Jane, if you think this little ploy

to make me feel sorry for you is gonna work, forget it.

What is so damn important here?

Huh? You can see I'm embroiled in a lawsuit over here.

Michael, leave Jane alone.

Well, this is interesting.

Why are you suddenly taking Jane's side, huh?

Are you on a witness list,

'cause I'm gonna find out eventually.

I'm not on anyone's side, okay?

Jane has a personal problem that needs her full attention.

What do you mean, "personal problem"?

I can't say; I'm sworn to secrecy.

But trust me, Michael, just leave her alone, all right.

You're a beautiful bride.

Well, I have you and Peter to thank for that.

Thank you for everything, Amanda.

I love you.

Oh, I love you, too.

I'll see you downstairs.

Okay.

Oh, Kyle.

You just missed Amanda.

No more games, Eve.

I want to know what the hell is going on.

I don't understand.

I followed you and Amanda last night.

I know you went to visit your grandmother.

I know you went to high school together,

and I also know you spent time in prison.

Oh, my God.

15 years.

You kill somebody?

No.

We both did.