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No, we see the judge tomorrow

to drop the lawsuits.

Things are finally falling into place for me and Michael.

Oh, I wish I could say the same about my marriage.

I thought you guys were madly in love.

Oh, we were... I mean, we are.

It's just that Kyle's been kind of tense lately.

You know, we're trying to have a baby.

- Oh, Amanda, that is great. - Yeah.

I just think he's frustrated 'cause I'm not pregnant yet.

Oh, you know, I know a fertility specialist

at the Wilshire Memorial.

I saw him after I had my miscarriage.

He gets really good results, if you want to go that route.

Like pills and test tubes?

Just a thought.

Well, maybe you're right.

I mean, it wouldn't hurt for me to make an appointment.

At least I'd feel like I was doing something.

Besides having sex, I mean.

You know, your name is mentioned nine times

in the article about our foundation.

It's a really nice picture of you and Eve, too.

You know how many times my name shows up?

How nice of you to drop by.

Can I offer you anything?

Yeah, actually. How about some respect.

You know, the fund was my idea to begin with,

but I'm conspicuously absent from this.

Lexi, I'm shocked.

I must have mentioned your name a half a dozen times.

Besides, it isn't supposed to be about ego; it's a charity.

Not mine, not anymore.

I'm taking my money and I'm starting my own damn foundation.

Well, I guess you have to do what you think is right.

If I did that, you'd be all over the sidewalk, lady.

Actually, we do all the advertising for this paper.

I told the reporter not to mention her.

Amanda, that's not very charitable.

Yeah, well, made me feel better.

♪ Baby, baby, how you move me ♪

♪ You give good loving ♪

♪ Give me some more ♪

Yeah, so what, profits are down.

It's like the stock market; tomorrow they're back up.

All I'm saying is, you're dropping

some serious green on these name acts.

I mean, the clubs in New York, the hottest clubs,

they use unknowns; they work for peanuts.

What are you doing, hmm?

You telling me what kind of music to bring in here?

Ryan, you telling me how to run my club?

No, I'm doing your books for free, Kyle.

Doesn't that entitle me to an opinion?

It entitles you to pay for your drink and hit the road.

♪ I'll be your woman ♪

♪ Come be my man ♪

Fine.

♪ Be my magic man. ♪

Hey, mixing that with those pills I gave you...

That's not a good idea.

Hi, guys.

How was it?

Great, as always.

It was okay for what it was.

I just wish you could pull a bigger crowd.

What's that about?

What's going on with you two?

Like what, an affair?

I was thinking more like a conspiracy.

Peter, I hate it when you get sarcastic like that.

Just say what you mean.

I understand Kyle beat some guy up

and it had something to do with you.

It's the guy at the Christmas tree lot.

He sort of hit on me.

It was really gross, actually.

And Kyle happened to be there,

and... well, he kind of flipped out and pounded the guy.

Well, Kyle may not be the guy to go to with your problems.

He's not himself.

Why? What's going on?

Some people don't handle the holidays well.

I'll see you at home.

Okay.

Well, maybe I should come back another time.

You're obviously pissed off about something.

You got something you want to say, say it.

Okay, I, uh, I told Peter the story we agreed on,

about you beating up Travis.

You mean the lie that we agreed on?

I am so sick of lies.

Kyle, I wish you wouldn't drink so much.

It really scares me.

Yeah?

Last drunk scared you so badly,

you pushed him off the bleachers.

Sorry.

Kyle?

Pick up if you're there.

I got home late, but I'll wait up...

Kyle, aren't you gonna get it? It's Amanda.

Oh, and if I do fall asleep before you get here,

- Kyle! - I want you to wake me up.

Wake me that special way you know that I love.

Get out.

What?

Get out. You don't want to be around me right now.

Leave.

I'm ready to make a baby tonight,

but I can't do it without you.

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪ Fairy tales will tell a lie ♪

♪ In real life, the good guys die ♪

♪ Let's go somewhere safe, outer space ♪

♪ Let's climb to the moon ♪

♪ I have no desire for truth ♪

♪ No longer watch the gloomy news ♪

♪ Feed me fantasy so I'll believe ♪

♪ We're gonna fly to the moon ♪

♪ We'll build a ladder, oh, we'll build a ladder ♪

♪ And we'll climb to the moon ♪

♪ We'll grow some wings, yes, we'll grow some wings ♪

♪ And we'll fly to the moon. ♪

Megan?

Megan, have you seen my toothbrush?

Uh, this is my apartment, if you recall.

Oh, right.

I forgot we weren't living together.

It must have been all that sex last night.

- It must have gone to your head. - Mm.

Either that or you drank too much at your brother's club.

I'm not the McBride with the drinking problem.

Meaning what?

I don't know, I'm just worried about Kyle is all.

He's hitting the scotch pretty hard,

he's pulling back, and I've seen him do this before.

He gets ugly.

- Well, you gonna say anything to him? - No.

Every time I try to help Kyle fix his life, it just backfires.

Things get worse.

So do you want me to say something?

No.

He'll either work it out or he won't.

I just wish he'd learn to admit when he needs help.

Yeah.

Thanks.

Oh, honey, I am so happy.

Oh, no divorce, no lawsuit, no-no community service.

That's what I call a smart judge.

I think that we should start living together, too.

Absolutely. I'll move my stuff into your place.

Be a little cramped, but just until we buy something.

Oh, honey, it'll be so romantic.

It'll be like the old days.

- Yeah. - You know?

Tiny apartments, but we had each other.

Hate to break this up, but I need you two lovebirds

to sign these forms for the court.

And I'll go ahead and give you this.

- Okay. - Thank you.

And Mort asked me to say, since you were such a fun client,

he knows you'll be a good sport when I give you the bill.

Hey, thanks.

- Thanks. - Bye.

Oh, my God.

This is astronomical.

Oh, my God, so is this.

Wait, let me see that.

Jane, how many people did you depose?

My receptionist, three nurses and your parents?

Not to mention the plane tickets

for your lawyers to fly to Chicago.

Well, yeah, but how about you?

I mean, you've got a bill for

having Alex's phone calls recorded?

- That's not even legal. - My lawyers thought

there were a little room for interpretation on that one.

Kind of like the Linda Tripp thing.

Interesting role model.

Well, the thing is, we should've gotten divorced.

Then at least one of us would've made out okay.

Oh, Michael, we made out okay.

Hey, at least our relationship is working again.

Mm, that's true.

Let's not fight about money.

I know, but I see a bill like this,

I got to fight about something.

Mm-hmm.

♪ Trying to stand tall ♪

♪ But I'm banished to belting the blues ♪

♪ Perpetual light, how long must it last? ♪

♪ Future looks bright ♪

♪ But I can't shake my past... ♪

What'd you come here for, another beating?

No, honey.

You are the undisputed street fighting champ.

No, I just came here to give you this.

What is it?

That's the card of a private investigator

I hired to look into your past.

Unless of course you want to save me the trouble.

Go ahead, hire your snoop.

Do your worst.

Okay.

You know...

all he's gonna find out is that I'm from the down side of town.

So what?

The sad thing for you is it's not gonna get you Peter back.

Maybe not, but at least he'll learn who you really are.

You know, I've known girls like you all my life.

You think you can buy everything.

Well, Peter's not for sale.

Honey, I don't want to buy him,

I just want him to open up his eyes.

Everything all right here, ladies?

Yeah, one more thing.

Before you go...

That's cute. You think the more you kiss,

the less you have to tell?

Oh, for crying out loud, Lexi, if you got some dirt on her,

then tell me; I'm all ears here.

Oh, Peter, when I find out, you will be the first to know.

But it doesn't matter.

Don't you get it?

I love her.

I'll be back in a minute.

Yeah.

Lexi, wait.

No, just let me go.

- Wait one second. - Okay, what?

Please, just one second. Look here.

What I have with Eve, I wish for you with somebody else.

You're a good person, and we had some good times...

Great times.

Won't you let me remember you that way?

Remember me?

What, are you practicing a speech for my funeral?

You gonna threaten me?

No.

This is an apology.

I know that I hurt you.

I hurt you badly.

And with all our fighting and lashing out,

I never had a chance to say that I'm sorry.

Can I ask you something?

Okay.

Will you move on with your life and leave us in peace?

I want you to prove everybody wrong.

Show them you're the kind of girl that we can all trust.

Now, I know that you can do that.

That's what I fell in love with a long time ago.

Okay.

Madam,

- your chariot awaits you. - Hey.

- Where are we gonna eat? - Oh, actually,

this just got here about ten minutes ago.

I thought that maybe we could...

Pizza?

Jane, come on, I was kind of

looking forward to a nice, juicy steak.

- Maybe some wine. - Michael, we're on a tight budget now.

Come on, life's too short for budget foods.

- Let's go. - Hey, Michael.

Thanks for showing up so promptly.

- Promptly? - Honey, I invited Ryan

to join us for dinner so that he could help us

- with some money management. - Advice?

Financial planning's the key, Michael.

Saving and investing, of course, but lifestyle limitations

are very important as well.

Common sense things like eating simply,

- no impulse buying... - Are you kidding me?

That's the only kind of buying I...

do, Ryan.

These are my financial records.

How'd you get your hands on these?

Jane asked Peter to get the records from your office.

- That is an invasion of my privacy. - Honey, I explained

to Peter it was for your own good, and he totally agreed.

Oh, fine, well, let me explain this, okay?

I don't do cheap.

I don't do "lifestyle limitations." okay?

It would drive me nuts if you even used coupons.

Michael, I'm just trying to get us out of debt.

And me, too, okay.

I'll take extra E.R. shifts, you can work overtime,

but we are not poor people,

and we will not act like poor people.

- Michael, it's not a question... - You put a sock in it.

And you, you and I are going to the Palm.

- We're gonna order some lobster and chardonnay, -Michael.

And if we don't like it, we're gonna send it back,

order something else and pay double.

- I'm sorry. - Come on.

Yeah.

You hear me in there?

I said turn it down.

I can hear it in the building next door, for God's sake.

I am so sorry, he must have stepped out.

I'll turn it off right now.

Oh.

Hey, what are you doing?

Hey, yourself.

What are you trying to do, start a block party?

No, the music helps me concentrate.

Well, concentrate

on this.

We have an appointment tomorrow morning

with a fertility specialist.

There was a cancellation, and I got lucky.

You think maybe I can get lucky?

I mean, maybe we should give the old-fashioned approach

a shot first.

Oh, God.

Yeah, okay, um...

I just want to make sure we do everything possible

to have this baby...

right away.

Right away it is, sir.

You're drunk.

And I want to be rested for tomorrow, so I'm going to bed.

What are you doing, huh?

You said you wanted to make a baby.

- What are you doing? - This is how it works.

This is ugly.

You rang?

Yes.

I want to share with you my New Year's resolution.

I hereby swear

I will never spend another holiday alone.

Oh, I told you you could have

had Christmas dinner with us.

Honey, I'm talking about a man.

And not Peter.

No, that ship sailed long ago.

You know, I didn't realize it

until the guy was actually nice to me.

Anyway,

I'm ready for a real relationship

with real respect and genuine love.

The kind that no matter what happened in my past,

it won't shake him.

Well, good hunting.

I hope you get as lucky as I did with Ryan.

Luck has nothing to do with it.

No, I'm gonna pursue this goal

like any other business decision.

I made a few notes.

Good for you.

He's got to be handsome.

He's got to be smart.

He's got to be good in bed.

Now, wait.

He's got be good at sex,

not in bed is better.

He's got to have a big income, and no doctors need apply.

So, um, how do you plan

on finding this guy?

I'm not, you are.

What do you mean?

Well, you've been such

a great headhunter for the firm,

and you have had tons of experience

evaluating men romantically.

No offense.

So, I want you to take my list,

and I want you to conduct a search.

This is absolutely ridiculous.

You want me to fill the position

of mate for you?

Consider it a challenge.

And you have to be extremely discreet.

I-I wouldn't even know where to start with something like this.

Well, I suggest you start with a financial screening,

and then you should create

a questionnaire to rule out all the losers.

And then bring me a short list.

And what, I'm just supposed to do this in my spare time?

Oh, no, I'm giving your clients to somebody else.

So, what do I get out of this?

How about your name over the door?

Sterling, Conway, Lewis?

Megan, if you find me a partner,

I'll make you one.

Hmm.

You got a deal.

Ryan,

have you heard from Kyle?

Uh, no, why?

Well, he was gone before I woke up this morning,

and he never showed up to our medical appointment.

Maybe he got stuck in traffic.

Yeah, maybe.

Anyway, the doctor said he might be able to reschedule

for Thursday, so you're gonna have to do the New York trip

to Faceworks without me.

Yeah, that's not a problem.

Hey, has Kyle been acting kind of weird lately?

There's been a little tension.

I just haven't seen Kyle this dark

since he ran off and joined the marines.

Is there anything you can do when he's like this?

Yeah, duck and cover.

I just wish I knew where the hell he was.

We open at 6:00.

Yeah, right, um,

I'm, um, here scouting bands for my club.

I heard good things about this place.

We still open at 6:00.

Sharp Objects don't play until 9:00.

You want to talk to their manager, Ricky G.

Thanks.

Burns.

Hey, Pete, it's me.

Look, man, I'm in New York scouting some bands,

and I ran out of those pills that you gave me.

- Really? - Yeah.

Dude, this city is stressed out, you know what I mean?

So, I just... I was hoping that you could, um,

phone in a prescription to my hotel?

Well, maybe you should come home.

I mean, if you're so stressed out.

No, man, I didn't say that I was stressed.

I said that this city is stressed.

Kyle, I prescribed those

relaxants for occasional use only,

and you're already out of them.

Now, that tells me that you're abusing them.

You don't know what you're talking about, okay?

I lost half those pills down the sink.

Okay.

Listen, um,

why don't you just get back home and-and drop by the office,

and we'll try

to slowly get you off those things.

And then we'll deal with the root of the problem.

You are the root of the problem, Pete, you.

All right, you remind me to switch doctors when I get home.

Michael.

Will you come in here?

What?

We got a bill for $625 from the Palm

- on our corporate charge account. - Mm-hmm.

What about it?

Well, the credit card company called this morning

and said it's such an unusual bill,

they think somebody stole the card.

No, it wasn't stolen.

I just took Jane out for a nice dinner on the office tab.

Jane? The two of you?

You and Jane, 625 bucks?

- What are you crazy? - Well, we had some good wine.

I'm flat broke.

I needed a little pick me up.

That reminds me,

I could use a little loan.

You know, to help me out with these legal bills

- I have. - No.

No, no loan.

Not from me, not from the practice.

- Absolutely not. - Come on, what if I were sick,

Peter, huh? What if I needed an operation?

Well, that's not the case, Michael.

The case is that you're acting like a spoiled child here.

You need to tighten

- your belt, downsize. - Hey, hey.

Hey, I'm too big a person to downsize.

It's the rest of the world that needs to inflate.

- Eve? - Hi.

Do you know where Kyle is?

I've been looking for him everywhere.

Your place, Ryan's...

- Actually, I do know where he is. - Oh, you do?

Yeah, he flew to New York early this morning.

I assumed he told you.

New York? What's he doing there?

He's looking for rock acts; he asked me to watch

the club for a couple of days.

He missed an important appointment with me

so he could breeze across the country and listen to music?

Well, he has been kind of unpredictable lately.

No, he's been moody and out of control is what he's been.

And after last night,

- I don't even... - Whoa,

what happened last night?

Nothing.

Hey, look.

Maybe it's my fault.

What are you talking about?

Well, maybe asking Kyle to keep my past a secret was a bad idea.

I mean, he's such a standup guy,

maybe it's too much for him to deal with.

No, it is not that; something else is going on,

and I'm gonna find out what it is.

Hey, yo, you Ricky G.?

I'm Ricky G.

Kyle McBride. I think your band is awesome.

Awesome.

Hmm, awesome.

I own a club in LA; we're looking to recharge.

I thought maybe I can feature these guys.

I don't know about box-top clubs anymore, man.

I mean, my boys are the dopest.

Gonna blow up any day now.

Cha-ching.

Maybe I could help make that happen.

Okay.

Let's talk.

Step into my office.

Yeah, we've been thinking about L.A.

But, uh, we got to hook up with a new lead singer, you know,

since Al had that thing where a bungee cord broke.

Yeah, I heard that.

- So, how long are you in town? - Um, a couple days.

Yeah, where you staying?

St. George.

Oh, man, I love that place.

Hey, uh, you want some?

No, I don't need that stuff.

Yeah, me, neither.

I just love it.

So, listen, man, how about

I bring the guys back to your suite

and we'll talk rock and roll business

the way it's meant to be talked, huh?

Loud, high and all sexed up.

You sure you don't want one?

No, man.

Hey, room 1711.

Be there around midnight.

Indeed.

Here I am in front of the Eiffel Tower.

I don't know what that big hoo-ha is about,

but there's a most fabulous restaurant

- down the street... - I don't get how you

can afford a fancy French vacation.

Because, Michael, I save my money.

Do you think doctors are the only ones that are entitled

- to a little zest in life? - Zest?

You call wiping runny noses in this dump zesty?

I don't want an intern!

I want a real doctor! I'm dying,

- for God's sakes. - Dr. Mancini.

- Yeah. Come on, Dina. - Get away from me!

You don't know what you're doing!

Oh, my chest.

All right, what's the problem?

I'm dying here.

Having a heart attack.

- Okay, take it easy. - Michael.

Pulse rate is 180, BP is 74/30.

Okay, it looks like SVT.

Did you try carotid sinus massage?

- Yes, Doctor. - BP's bottoming out.

All right, he's crashing. Set the panels at 50, okay?

- You bag him. Let's go. - Yes, Doctor. -You got it.

Clear!

- Good. - Make sure we got that.

Looks like normal sinus rhythm.

Pressure's coming up.

- What happened? - Stethoscope.

Well, your heart was beating a little fast.

That's all.

But we got it under control now.

You... you saved my life.

I do it two, three times a day.

It's good for my Karma.

You can joke it off, but... thank you.

That's a nice watch.

Always wanted one like that.

Why don't you buy one?

Fancy Beverly Hills doctor like yourself,

you ought to be rolling in dough.

Oh, yeah, I'm rolling.

But you could always use more, huh?

Yeah.

I'd trade my whole fortune for good health.

Yeah, well, if I could make that trade,

you'd have a deal.

♪ I see the light ♪

♪ Shining in your eyes ♪

♪ And you know I feel the same ♪

♪ You know I want you ♪

♪ Oh so bad ♪

♪ And I don't even know your name ♪

♪ Don't try to fight it ♪

♪ You're a miracle ♪

♪ A natural wonder of the world... ♪

Get out, man.

Hey, get up.

Hey!

Come on, let's go.

- All right, I'm going. - What's your problem?

♪ Ooh, you know I want to do ♪

♪ What comes natural, ooh... ♪

Hello.

Amanda?

Well, well, look who's calling.

Still in New York, are we?

Would you like to explain any of this?

I got this tip on a hot band,

and I had to come right away

'cause tonight was their last night.

And you couldn't let me know about it?

Know what?

No, I... I tried, but you were between places,

and then my cell phone went dead,

and, you know, this is the first chance

I had to call, so I'm calling.

When are you coming back?

I'm not sure.

What does that mean?

It means I don't like being kept on a leash.

Really?

Well, I thought it was called a relationship.

Yeah, whatever.

Kyle, who's that?

Nobody.

I'm going to bed.

Oh, look at you.

Baby, me first.

No, me first.

Oh.

Oh, why the long face, man?

Look, forget about it, man.

I'm just thinking.

Thinking?

Oh, that's just another way to avoid a...

feeling.

Why don't you tell Uncle Rikki what the problem is?

I said forget about it.

Well, I can't.

You know, it's just in my nature to help.

That's the way my mama raised me.

You know,

I think I was a great healer in my past lifetime.

Here, man.

No, forget about it.

I don't do that stuff.

Come on, man.

You... you want to feel good, right?

You don't like feeling bad.

I know you ain't one of those boys.

Come on, man.

♪♪

Tell me, where would a woman

find a rich, good-looking, single guy?

In my shower.

Hypothetically speaking.

It's for, um, a campaign at work.

A market research study.

Hmm, I don't know.

Um, maybe at the, uh,

workout facility in my office building.

Um, a lot of executives work out there.

You know, stockbrokers, doctors.

No, no doctors.

Um, well, are-are you sure about this place?

- I mean, have you been there? - Yeah. Oh, yeah.

I work out there, um, every Thursday.

We do a pickup game of basketball.

Really?

- Mm-hmm. - Oh.

Wait a minute. Today is Thursday.

Right.

Can I come?

What, you want to play?

No, no, no, no, I just want to watch.

Oh, you like to watch.

Oh, I like to watch you sweat.

So, Mr. Hutchins, we got your blood work back,

and there was no heart attack,

so I think we can get you home this morning.

Oh, that's great.

- Hey, thanks, Doc. - Mm-hmm.

And you please call me Perry, huh?

Let me show you my gratitude.

What can I do for you?

Uh, you could pay your bill on time.

I hear you. I understand completely.

My doctor friends at the club tell me,

between managed care and malpractice suits, it's...

I mean, it's hard to make a buck anymore, huh?

Yeah, well, they got that right.

I tell you, it's shame when a dunce like me can make millions

and guys like you, who know how to save a life,

have to struggle to make ends meet.

Yeah, I couldn't agree more.

No, not that you're a dunce, of course.

Not a total dunce.

I mean, I'm smart enough to know who my friends are.

Eve, come on in.

I apologize for running so late.

We just had a few problems...

I don't really care about your problems.

I had to cancel a lunch date with my husband.

Have you told him about your past yet?

No.

And I appreciate that you didn't tell him, either.

It's not my place to tell him.

I just don't think it would help Peter's position

as chief of staff

if people knew his wife was a parolee.

So, how's the singing career going?

Fine.

I mean...

- pretty good. - Good.

And, uh, what's this club like?

What do you mean?

Does a bad element hang out there?

Drug dealers?

- Known felons? - Does anything worry you about the place?

Just that somebody's gonna discover who I really am.

You mean who you were.

Thanks.

You know, I hate to keep coming back to this,

but the only way for you to solve your problem

is to come clean

- with your husband. - You know what?

I'm not in prison anymore.

You can tell me when to show up, and you can take

your own damn sweet time making me wait,

but you will not tell me what to do in my life.

Sure, Eve.

Just trying to help.

Yeah?

- Dr. Mancini? - That's right.

I have a gift from a...

"Heartfelt Friend," and it's out on the street.

- Hmm. - What is it, honey?

I don't know. Probably somebody's idea of a bad joke,

but let's see.

Oh, my God.

Michael, what is this about?

A gift from Hutchins, this, uh, patient at the hospital

whose life I saved.

Oh, Michael, look at the sticker price on this thing.

- We can't accept this. - Yes, we can.

No, we...

Yes.

Oh, my God, Mi-Michael, we can, we can... we'll sell it,

- and then we could pay off our debt. - Jane,

absolutely not!

It would be an insult to sell a gift like this.

This has no monetary value.

This is a priceless gesture,

an offering of the heart.

Let's sit in it.

Oh... wow.

Oh, wow.

Mmm.

Hey. What's this?

"Call me. Speed-dial number one. Perry."

I'll give that a shot.

- Hutchins here. - I'm sitting in the car.

It's-it's like I'm in Heaven, man.

I love it!

- But, of course, I can't keep it. - Aw, sure you can.

He says I could keep it.

Hey, I'll tell you what, why don't you

come over to my cottage in Bel Air tomorrow around noon.

The address is in the glove compartment.

I have an idea for you.

You got it. I'll see you then.

He wants me to meet him at his place at 12:00 tomorrow.

Yeah, well, you're lucky I'm working through lunch,

or I'd convince him to let you sell the car.

Oh, come on,

Jane, why does everything have to be about money with you?

This... this is a token of appreciation.

Yeah, and the best toy a kid ever got.

Yeah, so why can't I have any fun?

All right, Michael, take your sweetie for a spin

before you explode.

Yeah!

All right, now...

for my next act...

the advance we agreed on

to have your band play at my club next week.

Yeah, the Sharp Objects

- go west! - Hey, you know,

the only thing is that this is, um...

the only checkbook that I have on me,

and it's from a different account... it's kind of a, um...

a... like, a, uh, house fund.

Oh.

It's a dream house fund.

Dreams?

Yeah.

Cool.

More like a nightmare if my wife ever found out.

No, no, no, no.

Mum's the word.

I won't tell her, gorgeous.

No. No, there's nothing to tell.

There's nothing to tell.

Hey. Care to join me? I'm having a great time.

No, but I'm glad you were easy to find.

Eve wanted me to let you know

that she would be home late tonight.

She has to close up the club for Kyle.

Oh. She cancelled lunch with me today.

I was thinking of going down to the club

and seeing what's going on.

Good idea?

Knock yourself out.

Hey, what's the matter?

Nothing. I'm fine.

No, no, no. Hold it.

What's wrong?

I have just had my fill, that's what.

Of trying to run my business all day

while Eve tries to watch the club,

and Mario juggles the kitchen.

And everyone's calling for my help

while Kyle parties it up in New York.

Well, maybe you should go out there and bring him home.

Oh, what, now?

Yeah. Now.

You do know something.

Why else would you tell me to go all that way?

I think it's what you need to do,

and I think it's what he's asking you to do.

Oh.

I got to make you watch sweaty guys play basketball more often.

It increases your ardor.

Just went so I could feel good about which guy was mine.

Mmm.

Um...

I'll meet you in the kitchen.

Okay.

Oh. Oh.

Snooping in my computer?

No. What is this?

Like, what are you trying to do, steal ideas for Amanda?

"Age, occupation, body type."

What, are you starting a dating service or something?

No. You know what? I'm just...

I'm doing a little research, and I can't tell you why yet.

- Oh. - Mmm.

It's a surprise for me, I bet.

You're trying to find the perfect present.

Nope.

- Hmm. - Uh-uh. Uh-uh.

Oh. Uh-uh.

You know what?

If you're gonna get it, you better get it now,

because in about 30 seconds,

you're not gonna be able to walk.

Ryan, open up.

I know you're home.

Oh, I better get it.

No more work, please. I've got the Faceworks meeting

in New York tomorrow.

I'm leaving first thing in the morning.

No, you're leaving tonight

on the red eye, and I'm coming with you.

I thought you were blowing off the meeting

'cause of doctors appointments.

This is more important.

Well, I can get there in plenty of time...

Your brother is in trouble, all right?

I'm leaving now.

You can come or not.

Amanda, wait.

Something is wrong, and I'm scared to death.

Oh, 17...

That's not it.

Oh, God.

I love this town.

Never closes.

Ah.

Maybe... Maybe this isn't Kyle's room, Amanda.

Uh...

Oh, no.

I was worried sick, and you're cheating on me?!

No. Babe, this is not what it looks like.

I thought you were having

some kind of crisis, you bastard!

Oh. Oh, look, Amanda, where are you going, huh?

- Huh? - Don't touch me!

Oh, no.

Okay. What the hell are you doing, man?

Who were those girls in your room, Kyle?

I don't even know, okay?

There were a lot of people in here last night partying,

and I was drinking, and I passed out.

Amanda!

Kyle, she's not gonna listen to you like this.

Enough is enough.

It's all right. We, um... Sorry.

We got it under control. Sorry.

It's okay. It's okay.

- I'm calling out... - Let's get you back inside.

We'll get you showered and coffeed up. Come on.

Oh, dude, I'm so screwed.

Maybe. Maybe. Look, I'll talk to Amanda.

Maybe we can plea bargain you down to marriage without parole.

- Come on. - Oh.

Let's get you inside.

Oh, man.

Oh, this is your cottage, huh?

Yeah, you'll have to forgive me.

The-The help is all off

at some damn charity function my wife is organizing.

- Oh. - Drink?

- Sure. - Yeah.

So how do you like the Ferrari?

Oh, are you kidding? I love it, but, uh, Jane, my wife...

She wants to sell it for the money.

- Ah. You're not gonna do it, I hope. - Oh, no.

'Course not.

- Women just don't get cars, do they? - Well, no.

Jane means well. It's just that, uh...

well, we're a little short in the money department these days.

Oh?

Yeah.

Well, there are better ways to make money

than selling used cars.

Really?

You invest 100 grand with me, I'll make you a million.

I did that every day when I worked for the big firms,

but you know, I'm on my own now.

- I mean, why split your commission, right? - Right.

Except I'm a little short

of discretionary capital at the moment.

Oh, that's too bad.

Oh, because I got this deal going down.

In 24 hours, the stock's going public.

I mean, if you had the buy-in, it's a sure thing.

Sure thing?

What's wrong with this picture?

I don't know.

You'd be a millionaire driving that Ferrari.

I don't see anything wrong with that picture.

Amanda, hi.

Oh, so glad you could make the meeting.

I just had a long talk with Kyle. Look,

I just think you guys need

to work this out in a civilized setting.

Okay? I made lunch reservations for you, Kyle's there now.

- He'll explain everything. - Oh, no.

He would just explain that he didn't have sex,

and then I would have to figure out

what his definition of sex was, and after that, it'd all

go downhill.

But he didn't have sex, Amanda. I believe him. Look, just

go and hear what he has to say.

The only place I'm going is L.A.

You can come or not.

He made his own bed, and now, he can sleep in it without me.

I'll call Kyle and tell him he's on his own.

He already knows.

It's the rest of us who keep forgetting.

Hey, Peter. I thought I might find you down here.

What's up, Michael?

Just saw a patient of yours down in the ER.

Guy named Atkins.

Think you might want to check him out yourself.

Yeah, I would like to see him.

Anything to get away from these columns and numbers.

Chief of Staff reports?

Yeah. Quarterly audit.

Thank God I don't have to look at it for another three months.

Uh, shut down for me, will you, Michael?

- Oh, sure. - I'm done here.

Oh.

Capital reserve.

Pension fund.

Amanda's foundation.

Your-Your hundred grand.

No. Forget it, Mancini.

- Hi. - Hi.

I noticed your light was on.

What are you doing home so early?

I thought you'd still be in New York.

Yeah, I kind of tied up

everything I needed to back there. Come in.

Oh, I'm glad, because, um...

Listen, there's a few questions I want to ask.

You know, about my, uh... my marketing campaign.

Uh-huh. No, uh, kiss hello?

Oh.

- Mmm. - Mmm.

- Oh. - Mmm.

Okay, here's the form.

And it's just... it's just, uh, two pages long.

Wait, wait, wait.

Now? You want me to fill this out now?

Yes, and you get a kiss for every answer,

and if you fill out the entire questionnaire,

the sky's the limit.

First question... Gay or straight?

Oh, no, no, no. That's just...

That's just for screening purposes.

Just go straight to section B.

No, but I know the answer to that.

- Mmm. - Mmm.

- Did I get it right? - I'll say.

I'll fill that out later.

- Okay. - Mmm.

Oh.

Amanda?

Are you...? Amanda?!

I'm here.

- You gonna let me in? - No.

Oh, baby, we got to talk.

No. No more talk.

You're wrong about all this.

You know, at least if I were gonna cheat on you,

I wouldn't have been so obvious about it.

Good-bye.

You open this door, or I'm gonna break it down.

Oh, you go for it, Marine.

It's not gonna make me love you again.

No. This is my house, too! Open it up.

Then you shouldn't have run away.

I'm your husband, not your little boy.

I had something to do.

I didn't think I needed your permission.

Open this door!

You didn't need much of anything

from me, did you?

Nothing...

happened in New York.

No. Not in New York.

Whatever it was, it happened way before you left L.A.,

and it's a much bigger problem than I can help you with.