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Hello?

Good morning.

Oh, Billy.

Where are you?

Didn't you get my note?

Something about going out of town on assignment?

Yeah, well, with everything that's been going on,

I forgot to tell you

that the magazine sent me on a research trip.

So how you doing?

I had another one of those nightmares.

Oh, you're going to be fine.

Just... just...

go to work and try and relax.

Yeah, right. I can't even concentrate.

I feel like a basket case.

Alison, Keith is in Seattle.

He's not going to be bothering you again.

I promise.

Okay. Hurry back. I miss you.

I miss you, too.

Bye.

Bye.

It's gonna be mostly rainy tomorrow

followed by partly cloudy skies

with highs in the low-to-mid 60s.

It's now 67 degrees in downtown Seattle

under mostly sunny skies

and all of Seattle can see the mountain today.

Waves are well under the Evergreen point

and Mercer Island Bridges

and traffic is flowing

very smoothly through the U-district...

What a pig.

Oh, my God.

Everybody's kind of wondering if you're gonna move back to Chicago.

No. I have a job here and my friends are here.

But you only really moved out because of Michael.

Well, sure, at first. But now I have my own life.

And maybe there's a little part of you

that's hoping the two of you can still get back together?

I don't think so.

I know the two of you could work things out if you tried.

You guys are so perfect for each other.

No, I don't think we ever were.

Come on, Jane. You really think

you're gonna find another one like Michael?

A surgeon, great personality,

cute butt.

Whose side are you on, anyway?

Yours, of course.

Can I tell you something?

But you've got to promise not to get upset.

I'll do my best.

We had lunch the other day.

What?

Oh, and how did this happen?

He called... to talk to you. I picked up...

Sydney, how could you?

God! I'm changing the number tomorrow.

I'm sorry, Jane. He talked me into it.

But you can't believe how much he still cares about you.

He thinks you just kind of flipped out,

kicking him out

and filing for divorce and everything.

I flipped out? What a crock!

Syd, if you knew what he's put me through...

Still, don't you think you were a little rash?

No, I don't. Did your brother-in-law happen to mention

he was having an affair, Sydney?

I know he would come back to you

if you gave him a second chance.

He loves you, Jane.

Is that what he said?

More or less.

Look, I don't mean to psychoanalyze you,

but it seems to me that you expect

the people you love to conform to these

unrealistic expectations and codes of honor.

That is not true.

So I just wouldn't want you to throw away

a perfectly good marriage

because someone you love made a mistake.

I mean, the truth is,

Michael might be the closest thing to prince charming

you're ever gonna get.

Sydney, listen to me carefully.

You did not come here to play matchmaker.

Now, if I hear that you go anywhere near Michael again,

you're on the next plane out.

Do you understand?

I'm just trying to help.

Gee, what would I ever do without you?

I just spoke to my lawyer.

She said she's gonna try and push back

the depositions as far as she can.

Wouldn't you rather get the damn thing over with?

What's the rush?

I'd just like it behind us.

It's hard to relax.

We're surgeons, Kimberly.

We have more important things to do

than be at the beck and call of Jane's lawyers.

Besides, if she wants to play hardball,

then why make it easy on her?

The longer I drag this thing out,

the more it's gonna torture Jane, not us.

So what?

We're just supposed to go on with our lives

as if nothing's happening?

Why not? You know what they say.

Living well is the best revenge.

Michael...

Oh, Matt!

How you doing?

Hey, Michael.

Hi. Have you two met?

Yeah. I think it was at Christmas.

Christmas. Right.

That's right, I completely forgot.

When Jane was in Chicago visiting her mother.

Right. It was nice seeing you.

I have to run.

Oh, all right. Bye, sweetheart.

Bye.

Mmm.

She's got a great ass, doesn't she?

Yeah, sure. I think so.

So, how's the new job, big guy?

Oh, it's great,

and I can't thank you enough.

Thank you.

It's my pleasure. They're lucky to have you.

Hey, listen, I also... I don't want you

to feel awkward at all with me

because of the Jane situation.

No, I don't.

Good. Because I am... I am totally neutral.

Thanks, Matt. That's great.

I'll see you later.

Hi. Doug.

Just came down to welcome our newest VP.

What a surprise.

Ignore the mess, I'm just getting settled in.

So, did Lucy leave a few loose ends for you to tie up?

Well, you know how much I've always loved and admired Lucy,

but follow-through was never her forte.

And it is yours, I imagine.

You bet. I'm teasing you, Amanda.

While I'm down here,

I'd like to pick up that famous family restaurant's proposal.

Oh, actually, my associate has been working on it,

and it was due to land on my desk this morning.

Um...

Why don't I look it over

and ship it off to you later this afternoon?

Well, I'd prefer to see it now if you don't mind.

Of course.

Alison Parker.

Hi, Amanda.

No, um...

not quite.

I should have something by the end of the day.

O... okay.

Well, the report's done.

She's just having a tough time

getting it out of the computer.

Well, when you manage to extract it,

please let me know, won't you?

Absolutely, and thank you for stopping by.

Oh, congratulations again.

Thank you.

We're all keeping a good eye on you.

See you.

Okay.

Alison Parker.

Get in here now.

I'll be right there.

Amanda...

I don't know what to say.

I am so sorry.

I have Doug Vincent in my office,

breathing down my neck,

and all you can say is you're sorry?

He asked for it personally? Yes.

Oh, God. Um...

I'm sorry.

I had a very traumatic weekend.

Define traumatic.

I'd rather not.

I got a bit behind.

I didn't realize there was a deadline.

I covered for you today, Alison.

Don't expect me to make a career out of it.

I get the picture.

Good.

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Excuse me for a minute, won't you, please?

What are you doing here, Billy?

I came to tell you one thing.

If you ever bother Alison again,

if you call her, if you write her,

if you ever go near her,

I'll kill you.

Billy, get a life.

Somebody call the police.

No!

No.

That won't be necessary.

It's all right.

You finished, pal?

No way.

Not by a long shot.

Neither am I.

I'll be seeing you soon, Billy.

You can bet on it.

Should we continue on with our tour, folks?

Over here...

you'll be seeing what may be

the most exciting waste management program

in the country.

No.

Definitely not.

Kimberly.

All my clothes are dirty.

I have nothing to wear.

Oh... Poor baby.

What were you expecting,

this mess to just spontaneously dry-clean itself?

This is not funny.

I'm sorry, what do you want me to do about it?

Well, why don't you just do my clothes

when you do your laundry?

Michael, you may have had Jane trained

to wash and iron,

but I didn't spend four years in medical school

and two in residency to become Carol Brady.

And even she had Alice to help around the house.

So what you're saying you'd never do my wash...

no matter how I might...

persuade you?

You're unbelievable.

I'm a desperate man

with no clean underwear.

And I am a doctor... not a maid.

Hello.

Alison, it's Keith.

You call here again,

and I'm going back to the police.

Well, if you don't tell Billy to stop harassing me,

I'm gonna do the same thing.

What are you talking about?

He paid me a visit. Didn't you know?

Of course I knew.

You don't understand.

He's twisted everything so you'll hate me.

I do hate you, Keith.

In fact, I wish you were dead.

Billy?

Amanda.

Hi. My Porsche won't start.

Could you drive me to work?

Oh... sure.

Let me get my things.

Billy.

How you doing, Amanda?

Pulling an all-nighter?

Billy, how was your trip?

Just fine.

Where have you been?

I had to fly to Sacramento,

do some research.

Without any luggage?

Seems rather odd to me.

See you outside.

How you doing?

Keith called. When?

Just now.

What the hell have you been up to?

We'll talk about it tonight.

You went to Seattle.

I don't believe you.

What did you say to him?

Come on, Alison, we're gonna be late.

I have just been through a very rough experience.

What I need right now is support, not lies.

I thought you would realize that.

So, what do you think?

I think they're terrific.

Honestly, much better than I expected.

You know, if it were up to me,

and it is,

I'd say you've got the job.

Oh, Amanda, fantastic!

Provided, of course, that I can sell this concept

to the guys upstairs. What do you mean?

Well, this lone-wolf, rebel-without-a-cause thing

you got going with Jake...

Well, this is just Jake being Jake.

Exactly. And I'm gonna pitch him as our prototype.

Great, whatever you have to do.

Let me hold on to these

and in the meantime, it would really help me

if you'd go back to the track

and get some night shots.

Is there a race tonight?

I don't know, I'd have to check.

Well, even if there's not,

just anything moody of the track at night.

Just to illustrate a different feel.

Okay, when do you need these?

Is tomorrow morning too soon?

Yes, but I will do it.

Thank you. You're a pro.

All right. Great.

Oh, do you want Jake in these photos?

No, I think we have enough of Jake here

to give everyone a good idea.

Okay. See you tomorrow.

Good luck.

Get me Jake Hanson.

Sydney. What are you doing here?

I started thinking about everything

you must be going through,

living on your own and everything,

and I decided to make you lasagna.

That's very sweet of you.

You don't have to eat it right away.

It'll keep in the freezer indefinitely.

Yeah, great.

Well, aren't you going to ask me in?

I don't know. The place is kind of a wreck.

So? Relax, Michael. I'm not a spy.

God, what a bitchin' place!

I always wanted to live at the beach.

Yeah, me too.

You know, funny, I don't recall ever giving you my address.

I saw it on some legal documents at the apartment.

Nosy girl.

Bedroom in there?

Uh, yeah. You know, Sydney, I'd love to spend some time,

but I got to get back to the hospital.

Oh, God, Michael, you live like such a bachelor!

Well, unfortunately,

my schedule doesn't allow time for clean clothes.

Well, I have time.

In fact, I have nothing but time.

And I hate to see you live this way.

Uh... no, Sydney,

I can't let you do my laundry.

Why not? I don't know. Um...

I mean, Jane wouldn't like it very much.

You think I live my life

according to what Jane thinks? Please.

Besides, it's not like I have anything to do all day.

I'll have it back to you by tomorrow.

Uh, no starch in the shirts.

Wouldn't dream of it.

See you tomorrow. Enjoy the lasagna.

Right. Ta-ta.

Excellent.

There's nothing like a dry chardonnay

on a hot summer night.

Here's to you, Jake.

Cheers.

So, shoot. What's this all about?

I like that,

get business out of the way

so we can enjoy our meal.

These are the pictures

that Jo shot of the superbike race

we all went to together.

What do you think?

Yeah, I've seen them.

I think they're terrific.

So do I.

She's very talented,

and that's why I've hired her to shoot

the Sagebrush Beer campaign.

Really.

That's great.

To Jo.

To Jo.

But there's more good news.

Because, as I was looking at the pictures,

I realized a part of what made them

so special was you.

Me.

You're exactly the kind of guy

we're looking for to feature in the campaign.

Well, I don't think you'll have any trouble finding one.

Guys like me, we're a dime a dozen.

I don't think so.

Guys like you... Handsome, rugged, real...

Are pretty rare.

Besides...

why should I settle for an imitation Jake

when I can have the real thing?

What are you saying?

I want to make you the star of the campaign...

The Sagebrush Beer Man.

Amanda...

Come on. The money's amazing.

The work's a breeze.

It's an opportunity of a lifetime.

Uh... I don't know.

It's just not me.

How do you know if you don't give it a shot?

Besides... what have you got to lose?

What, exactly, were you trying to prove?

It was something I had to do.

Look, Billy, I appreciate the notion

of you flying up there to defend my honor,

but we're dealing with a very sick individual here,

and you could've gotten hurt.

I couldn't just let him get away with that stuff.

I had to get some justice.

Oh, and who are you, the caped crusader?

Honestly, Billy,

I think that your macho heroics

have just antagonized Keith more.

You should've heard him on the phone.

Then we'll change the number

and we'll keep it unlisted, okay?

Look, he's not going to bother you anymore,

I promise.

Can't we just get past this?

Look, it's not that easy to dismiss.

This has all left me so vulnerable

at a time when I just got a promotion

and I really have to prove myself at work.

I am days behind on this report,

and I can't concentrate.

Well... talk to Amanda. Tell her what happened.

I'm sure she'll understand.

No. Amanda hated him.

She'll just find a way to turn this around

and use it against me.

No, this is staying between us... private.

Do you understand?

Yes.

If you'll excuse me, I really have to get this work done.

Good morning.

Mmm.

What time is it?

Time for me to vamoose.

Time for you to rise and shine

and help me start straightening up around here.

It's not so bad. Yes, it is.

And they say that one of the firs signs of depression

is letting your apartment go to pot

and that is not gonna happen around here.

Okay, I get the message.

And you know what else?

I have been spending too many nights at home.

How about we hit the town when I get back from work tonight?

Sounds great. Now you get going.

I promise to have the apartment

spotless and cheerful by the time you get home.

Okay.

Thanks.

See you tonight.

Bye.

I still don't understand how you and Amanda

just happened to have dinner.

We didn't just happen to go out to dinner.

She invited me, and I accepted.

And I wanted you to come along, too,

but you were out at the race track

shooting pictures all night.

Courtesy of Amanda.

God, she's manipulative.

You just have to admire a woman like that, you know?

No wonder she's so successful.

Well, if you'd let me finish,

I'd tell you that it was strictly business.

Oh. And what, exactly, is the business

the two of you are conducting these days?

Well, she asked me if I wanted to be the guy

in the Sagebrush Beer campaign.

You're kidding.

And she was serious?

Don't act so surprised!

She said I was the perfect candidate.

The kind of guy, in her words,

that men admire and, well, women drool over.

Oh, Jake.

She actually used the old

"I want to make you a star" routine,

and you fell for it?

Told her I'd think about it.

I don't believe you.

And I did think about it.

And the answer is no.

Besides, there's only one woman

whose attention I'm after.

Whose might that be?

Good answer.

Syd?

Down here.

I forgot some sketches and I saw that you left the door open.

Sorry, I had an armful of wash and forgot my key.

Oh, that's all right.

Hey, would you mind throwing a few of my things in, too?

No problem. I live to do other people's laundry.

Okay. See you. We're gonna have fun tonight.

Don't tell me you've been doing this stuff all night.

Yeah. At some point, my panic about work

overtook my panic about Keith.

What time is it?

It's after 8:00.

Oh, I'm late.

I know.

I just wanted to apologize about confronting Keith.

You know, maybe it was the wrong thing to do,

but I just couldn't help myself.

Oh, I'm sorry, too.

And you have too much testosterone.

Yeah, probably.

And I also happen to be...

madly in love with you

and I just couldn't help... I just couldn't stand...

It's okay.

I forgive you.

And please promise to never mention the "K" word again

because I have to forget it.

If I don't get over it soon, I'll go nuts.

Mind if I join you?

I thought you'd never ask.

Can I help you?

Uh, no. I must have the wrong address.

Who are you looking for?

Michael.

Michael Mancini?

Uh... no, this is the right place.

Who are you?

I'm his sister-in-law Sydney. Who are you?

I'm a friend of Michael's. An associate.

We work together.

Oh.

Is he home?

No, uh, he's not...

Can I ask what you're doing with his laundry?

Oh, this.

They're just some clothes that Michael left at the apartment

that Jane asked me to return.

Well, thank you.

I'll make sure that he gets them.

Okay, sure. Thanks.

Goodbye now.

Bye.

Jobeth Reynolds for Amanda Woodward.

Hey, surprise, surprise.

Jo! What are you doing here?

Oh, Amanda didn't tell you?

She's hired me to shoot the Sagebrush Beer campaign.

I'm just here to drop off these tests I did last night.

Congratulations! I didn't even know.

Well, you've been preoccupied lately.

How are you and Billy?

Couldn't be better.

Really?

Well, maybe you can give me some advice.

Oh, sure. Come here.

Last night, Amanda invites Jake to dinner

when I'm at the superbike track shooting these.

Supposedly, it was business...

Something about her wanting him to model,

which, of course, he's never gonna do.

Don't you think it's a little strange

she waits 'til I'm unavailable

to go to take him out?

Nothing Amanda does surprises me anymore.

My advice...

Take the job,

keep an eagle eye on Jake,

and whatever you do,

do not turn your back on Amanda.

I was afraid you were gonna say that.

Thanks.

Good luck. See you.

Hey, Kimberly!

Don't tell me they beeped you to come in.

This woman has been on call for almost 48 hours.

I wouldn't want her cutting me open.

No, it's nothing like that.

Doctors, would you mind if I had a word with Dr. Mancini?

Go ahead, you guys, I'll find you.

Thank you. Nice talking to you.

What's going on, hon'?

Oh, I just came by to give you something

that Sydney dropped off for you this afternoon.

Really?

Oh, great.

Michael, this is not funny!

Why on God's earth

is Jane's sister doing your laundry?

Would you calm down, Kimberly?

I told you she was in town, right?

And I told you we went out to lunch?

Yes, but you neglected to mention that she was

running a fluff-and-fold service.

Right. Well, she felt bad for me

and she wanted to help out, so I let her do my wash.

Oh, how big of you.

Well, yeah, but I never thought you'd be stupid enough

to answer the door.

I happened to be laying out on the deck.

The point is,

no one is supposed to know we're living together,

especially Jane.

Now you've gone and blown everything.

You know, Jane probably sent Sydney over to spy on me,

and now she's going to run on home

and tell her all about you.

Michael, I will not let you turn this one on me.

I do have the right to lay out on my own deck,

don't I?

I'm sorry. You're right, you're right.

I just thought I could credit you

with a tiny bit of discretion,

but forget about it.

No, forget it.

No, let Jane know everything.

Let her soak me for everything I've got.

Who gives a damn?

Michael...

Look, I'm sorry.

It's just that I thought you left Jane

so that we could stop sneaking around

and now it seems like we're sneaking around more than ever.

Now, does that feel like sneaking around to you?

I just want this whole thing to be over with.

So do I, but the damage is done,

so let's forget about it, okay?

Fine.

Now, um, you'd better get out of here quick

before I lose control and rip your panties off

in the supply closet.

Oh, for the good old days.

Come on, come on, get out of here.

Nurse Evans to O.R. 3. Nurse Evans to O.R. 3.

We have about five days

to get the artwork together for the final presentation.

And I need the copy edited and approved

at least two days before that to get it to print.

Amanda, that's impossible.

John, I don't ever want to hear that word again.

Let's call it a challenge.

Excuse me.

Alison, Billy Campbell is on the line.

Ted, I said no phone calls.

Would you please tell him I'll call him back?

I'm sorry, he said it was an emergency.

He sounded pretty upset.

Oh, um, excuse me. I'll get it at my desk.

We'll need at least two days to determine the layout

and get the material printed.

Billy, what's wrong?

It's not Billy.

That's it.

I'm calling the police.

Don't bother, I'll be dead.

What?

I'm destroyed by what I've done to you, Alison.

There's no way I can make peace with myself.

So help me,

if this is some kind of a stunt...

I love you, Alison.

Oh, God, I love you.

I'm consumed by you, but I can never be with you.

Oh, Keith...

I've got a gun.

It's loaded.

No.

I'm just calling to say goodbye.

I'm sorry.

I'm so very sorry.

Wait! Wait, wait.

This is crazy.

You're just depressed.

Now, put the gun down.

Why?

Give me one good reason.

Because...

because deep inside,

I know what a wonderful person you are.

How can you say that

after all I've put you through and done to you?

You can't throw your life away

over one bad relationship.

Please...

put the gun down

and get some help.

Now.

I'll always love you, Alison.

Please forgive me.

Keith.

No!

The Seattle police confirmed that he killed himself.

He was obviously a very messed-up individual.

I mean, he even admitted it.

I could have done something!

I could have said something to stop him.

It's not your fault.

The last time he called...

I told him that I hated him.

I told him I wished he were dead!

Well, after everything he put you through,

you had a right to feel that way.

I just can't believe it.

Look, it's okay.

You're going to get through it.

How?

Nothing...

is ever going to change the fact

that he killed himself

because of me.

Nothing.

Michael. What a surprise.

I waited for Jane to leave for work.

Come in.

I guess I don't have to invite you in.

I mean, technically,

it is still your place, right?

Yeah. Technically.

Can I get you something to drink?

No, I'm fine.

Listen, Sydney.

I just came by to talk to you for a minute

and then I gotta run.

What about?

About the woman at the house

when you dropped off my laundry.

Kimberly.

Right, Kimberly.

Look, I just want to make sure you understand

that she's just a friend.

I wouldn't want you to mention this to Jane,

you know, and let it get all blown out of proportion.

Michael, I know how tough things are right now for both of you.

I would never say anything that might antagonize Jane.

Sydney, thanks for everything.

You've been a great help.

How was the lasagna? Oh, wonderful.

Were the shirts the way you like 'em?

Perfect. But you know what?

I'm gonna send them out from now on,

so you don't have to worry about that.

Oh, that's okay.

I like doing things for you, Michael.

I'm gonna miss you.

I hate the idea of losing such a great brother-in-law.

Um... look, Sydney, I gotta get back to work.

It's our secret, promise?

Promise.

Oh, thank you. You're welcome.

So if you want an agency that can support you in all media,

that has had extensive...

experience running innovative campaigns...

specializing in the health and...

fitness arena, you've come to the right place.

Thank you.

Any more to add, Alison?

Alison?

Hello?

Are you with us?

Sorry, what was the question?

Thanks for lunch, Amanda.

We'll be in touch with you shortly.

I look forward to it. Bye.

Thank you. Thank you.

Not so fast.

Excuse me?

What is your problem?

No problem.

You knocked back three martinis

and sat there like a stone all through lunch.

Is this your idea of how to land an account?

I'm sorry.

I'm really sorry.

I'm going through a really terrible...

crisis is really the only way to describe it.

Believe it or not, Alison,

you are not the only one in the world with a personal life.

But since it clearly prohibits you

from functioning in any constructive manner,

I think you should just go home.

No, Amanda. I'm fine.

I said go home.

Excuse me, could you call her a cab?

That really won't be necessary.

Oh, yes, it is, because, by the way, you're drunk.

I feel like my entire life is caving in,

like suddenly I'm shouldering a ton of guilt.

And I just can't shake it off.

Why didn't you tell me all this earlier?

Oh, I couldn't.

I don't know...

maybe I was ashamed, like...

somehow I'd led Keith on

and that's why he tried to rape me.

You stop right there.

You know that is not true.

That's what men say to absolve themselves.

I don't care if he's dead.

You sure as hell are not gonna give him that.

You're right.

Alison, my mother committed suicide, remember?

I know how devastating it is.

I was destroyed. I was a ten-year-old girl,

and I thought my mother killed herself because of me,

because I was bad.

And it's taken me my whole life

to get over that feeling,

and I don't even know for sure if it's lost completely.

But I do know one thing...

You cannot...

numb the pain...

to get through it.

It's only going to give you a hangover

and make you feel worse about life in the morning.

I know. It's just so hard.

Then let it be hard...

for a while.

It'll get better, I promise.

You're very lucky.

You have someone downstairs who loves you very much.

Yeah.

He probably wants nothing more than to just hold you.

Are you going to let Keith destroy that, too?

No.

You're right.

I can't give him that kind of power.

Thanks, Jo.

You bet.

Thanks.

Hi. Hi.

I was wondering when you were gonna come home.

I was upstairs talking to Jo.

Yeah? How are you doing?

I had a rough day, but I don't want to go into details.

Something became very clear.

What's that?

That I love you and I don't want

to let anything get in the way of that.

I love you, too.

Mmm.

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