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What are you doing?

I'm moving out.

You're moving out?

Just like that?

I can't stay with a woman who doesn't trust me.

What's that supposed to mean?

Last night, I asked you if you thought I burned my shop down.

You never gave me a straight answer.

And then you acted like I was a criminal.

Jake, I was so confused.

The police asked me my name,

I asked them to repeat the question.

I thought you were dead in there.

There was so much going on.

Doesn't matter what was going on.

You wouldn't have thought for a second that I had done that if...

If what?

If you had the same faith in me

that I have in you.

I do.

Jake.

You're wrong, I do trust you.

Don't move out.

I wish you didn't have to sleep on it

to come to that decision.

Come here.

I know you told Michael about my date with Sam.

There's no other way he could've known.

Oh, right. Like Sam snuck in here.

No one else could've told Michael?

Tell me something, Syd.

Have you seen Michael since you've had lunch with him?

Have you?

No.

Damn it, Syd. You're my sister.

You're supposed to be on my side.

Why do you keep lying to me?

Okay. I saw him.

But, I couldn't help it.

Michael keeps calling me, he won't leave me alone.

I wanted to tell you, but you said that if I went

anywhere near him, I'd be on the next plane out of here.

Try and think how I feel.

I am losing a brother-in-law who I loved and looked up to.

Oh please, you never even gave Michael

a second thought.

That is not true.

It just came out about Sam, Jane, I'm sorry.

I didn't know I wasn't supposed to say anything.

I don't know what I'm allowed to say or not say anymore.

Depositions start today.

I need to know that you keep my private life private.

You can, Jane, I swear.

Pack your bags, 'cause tomorrow morning,

we are going to Laguna Niguel.

The Bryant Mirage, all expenses paid,

because I am interviewing John Bryant.

Oh, that's great!

Yep, and you have to come with me, that's all there is to it.

Oh, Billy, I can't.

Come on, Alison, think about it.

Balmy breezes,

making love as the moonlight

streams through the open window.

Oh, that sounds incredible.

But, I'm already on thin ice

with the Famous Family restaurants account.

I can't just disappear.

Come on. It's only one day.

A day and a half.

You gotta come up with a concept anyway.

Okay.

Really?

What am I gonna tell Amanda?

Make up a disease,

and then tell her that it's contagious.

What's that for? It's an apology.

I'm sorry about this morning.

This whole divorce thing was getting to me.

But my lawyer has put all my fears to rest,

and I'm a changed man now.

Oh, really? Mm-hmm.

And today after they take my deposition,

I'm making us dinner to celebrate.

What am I gonna do with you?

Anything you want.

Whoa, Michael. Yeah, Matt?

Listen, I've gotta talk to you.

Katya invited me over to her house for dinner.

Oh, bring a bottle of red

and a bottle of white, that way, you can't go wrong.

No, no, Michael, I know... I know what to bring.

It's just that, um, I think she likes me.

So?

Yeah, I think she wants to get to know me better.

Oh.

You mean, biblically.

Yes, yeah. Oh.

You know, that's what I think.

I don't know how to, um, tell her that I'm gay.

Oh, Matt, I wouldn't worry about it.

I'm sure she knows.

How?

I'm just trying to establish

a chronology of events, Mr. Hanson.

A soft tail custom had been in an accident.

I had the fender in a vise, and I was working on it.

With a blowtorch.

Yes.

Then, your landlord Amanda Woodward came by

and invited you out for a cocktail.

Yes.

Do you normally go out for drinks with your landlord?

She was offering me a job.

So, you closed up shop,

and left in Ms. Woodward's car.

Yes,

after I turned off the torch.

Amanda and I left together.

I locked up the shop.

Is it possible that you didn't turn it off

all the way?

Mr. Hanson, there is a world of difference

between premeditated arson

and accidental fire.

I'm just trying to find out what happened.

Is it possible

that you may not have turned it off all the way?

Yes.

It's possible.

This entire situation is really about.

Jane's affair with Sam Towler.

Michael, what are you saying?

Are you alleging that your wife was having an affair

while you were still married, Dr. Mancini?

Oh, it's not an allegation.

It's a fact.

Sam Towler... well, he was a friend of mine.

He confessed the whole affair about six months ago.

He and Jane had been attracted to each other

for, well, since the moment they met.

I guess they just couldn't fight it anymore.

He's lying. Then it's perjury.

Let him bury himself.

No, I think deep down

I'd known how they'd felt for years.

It's just so ironic that the night it all started,

I was stuck at the hospital.

I was on call for 48 straight hours.

I was powerless to stop it.

Ugh.

Sam told me the next morning, I couldn't blame him.

He was overwhelmed with guilt.

No.

Jane accusing me of having an affair

is merely an attempt to cover her own.

Uh, and it's still going on, for the record.

Well, you know, um, as of last week, anyway.

That's not true. How can he do this?

How could I continue to live with a woman,

sleep in the same bed,

knowing that another man is touching her,

making love to her,

making a mockery of the sanctity of our marriage?

Dr. Mancini, isn't it true that you were, and are,

having a sexual relationship with Dr. Kimberly Shaw?

That's ridiculous.

Dr. Shaw and I are colleagues.

Bull! He's lying!

Can't you see that? Jane, please.

No, he is lying about everything!

I think we need a little air.

Excuse us.

God!

I'm sorry.

I'm okay.

Quite a storyteller, your husband.

So, does this Sam Towler even exist?

Yeah, he's a good friend of both of ours.

We had dinner when he was in town six months ago.

He kissed me and, out of guilt, told Michael.

That's it?

I hadn't seen him since, until the other night.

He was in town again, and we had dinner.

Why didn't you mention this before?

Because we're just friends, you're missing the point.

Everything Michael said in there is a lie.

Well, then I'll have to make sure that his lies

don't sound better than your truth.

From now on, you're gonna have to tell me everything.

I know trust is a tall order right now,

but I can't have any surprises

if we're gonna win this thing.

Okay, partner?

Okay.

Hi.

How'd it go?

I... I think I, uh,

I didn't turn the torch off all the way before I left.

I think the flame might've still been on.

I think I caused the fire.

I can't believe it.

Oh, Jake.

No, calm down!

No, I not gonna calm down!

Look, it's not the end of the world.

It may not be the end of your world,

but it was a big part of mine.

Look, you don't see me getting all upset, all right?

No, I don't, do I? It was my shop.

It was my money.

Right.

How could I be so stupid?

It was your money.

It's not my shop.

Oh, I knew it would come to this.

Oh, I didn't mean that, Jake.

Look, all I meant was...

Jake.

Jake! Stop it!

Stop it!

Get out.

Jake, just the person I wanted to see.

Amanda... I want you to know

that my offer still stands,

with or without your shop. The modeling job.

Yeah, I appreciate the offer, but the answer's still no.

I'd like my old apartment back, is it still available?

Yes, but why do you wanna move?

Things aren't working out with me and Jo.

Did you two have a fight?

Let's just say that things

aren't working out with me and Jo.

Jake, it's hard for me to believe that you're serious

about moving out after just one fight.

I spent the night on a friend's floor

last night, all right?

I'd like my old apartment back, Amanda.

Jo. Hi, Amanda, what's up?

Um, I just saw Jake in the courtyard,

and he asked for his old apartment back.

He intimated that the two of you had a fight.

Oh, my God. Did Jake do this?

Yeah.

Jo, I have to admit that I came here

to convince you to try and work things out with Jake,

but after seeing this...

Are you okay? I mean, he didn't...

No, no, no, I'm fine.

Well, even so, if you don't want me to give him

his apartment back, I won't.

No, give him his apartment back.

I don't wanna punish him.

I just don't want to live with him anymore.

Look at this place, Billy, it's beautiful.

Oh, uh, I forgot to tell you.

I, um, I have to check in alone.

What? Well, I...

I wasn't supposed to bring anybody.

I thought it would add to the excitement.

What are you saying, that you have to keep me hidden?

Don't worry about it.

I'll check in, and you meet me in the presidential suite in ten minutes.

Who is it?

Who do you think?

Welcome to paradise.

Oh, God. Billy!

It is paradise.

Oh!

How 'bout a little dinner on the balcony?

Mm.

Mm.

A bubble bath in candlelight?

And the finest champagne?

You didn't hear anything, did you?

No.

You're here to work, remember?

Yeah.

You're right, you're right, right, right, right.

Hello? Mr. Campbell?

John Bryant.

Mr. Bryant, hi.

You know, I understand you hadn't been invited for dinner.

This is very embarrassing.

My deepest apologies.

I insist you join me and my daughter.

Would 8:00 work?

Uh, sure.

That's great, my manager William Devon

is waiting for you in the lobby.

He'll give you the whole tour

and deposit you at dinner.

Casual dress.

See you then.

Bye.

That was Mr. Bryant,

and he insisted that I have dinner with him.

I didn't exactly hear you arguing.

What was I supposed to say?

"Can my girlfriend who's not supposed to be here

come with us?"

Call room service and order anything you want, okay?

Or get a massage or a manicure.

Anything, it's on me.

Billy, according to the hotel registrar,

I don't even exist.

How am I even supposed to make appointments?

If you pay for it in cash, I'll pay you back.

Look, I have to go, there's...

I'm sorry.

I'll make it up to you, I swear, I promise.

You liar!

Hey, you're playing dirty.

I'm playing dirty back.

I'm definitely not getting into this here.

Oh, you're in it up to your neck.

And what the hell are you doing here anyway?

You know I shop here.

I came here to buy groceries, I like their fish.

You know, you are unbelievable.

I mean, do you think if you repeat the same lies

often enough, they suddenly become the truth?

Oh, look who's talking?

You gonna try and make me believe

that you didn't love it when Sam kissed you?

Sam has nothing to do with this, and you know it.

No. What I do know,

is that you're the one who sicced the lawyers on me.

You gave me no choice.

And neither did you.

What did you expect me to say

while I was being nailed to the wall?

How 'bout the truth?

Hey, look, Jane, you wanna cut a little deal?

You believe my lies, and I'll believe yours.

You started this, baby, but I'm gonna finish it.

Now, excuse me, I gotta go.

You gloat all you want, Michael, because sooner or later,

they're gonna get you for perjury.

Right.

Oh, and you're making your famous chicken cacciatore.

Don't forget the marinara sauce.

Oh...

I think going to Rio any time

other than Carnival is ridiculous.

Oh, now that just goes to show the differences in families.

My wife and I prefer Rio off-season,

but then again, we are quite enamored

with all of Brazil, anytime.

What's your favorite part?

Um...

I've never been to Brazil.

Mr. Bryant... Call me John.

John, I just wanted to check the notes from our tour,

and make sure I haven't made any mistakes.

Uh, just a moment, please.

I have my own suite.

So, solar heating, carpeting, and furniture

doesn't give off toxic gases.

And the air conditioning doesn't use Freon.

We'll get you our brochure and, we can discuss this

at length at, uh, tomorrow after our meeting.

Right.

Well, the wine's great.

Mm, I'm glad you like it.

Let's see if it's a shared opinion.

Thank you.

So sad to see a woman dining alone.

Yes, pathetic.

So, tell us, how did you get started

in writing, Mr. Campbell?

Uh, Billy, please.

Would you just excuse me for a second?

Alison.

I'm sorry.

Would you stop?

I can't believe I didn't think this through.

I can't believe I took off work

and risked getting in hot water with Amanda for this.

You know I can't help it.

I know that now.

But, if I'd known that then, I never would have come here.

You're being ridiculous.

No.

Ridiculous is your getting groped at the table

by Bryant's vixen of the week.

It was his daughter.

Well, that's even worse.

She was practically in your lap.

She's... she's a pretentious, overdressed,

overly made-up brat, okay?

Look, I have to get back.

I'm sorry.

I told you I'd make it up to you, and I'm gonna.

So...

What are you looking for in a relationship?

I... I don't know, uh...

Honesty.

How someone treats other people,

a sense of humor,

intelligence, chemistry.

I had all that once, um,

but I made my job the priority,

and so I didn't give the relationship the time

and the respect, and attention that it deserves.

So, uh, I guess it

just wasn't in the cards, you know?

What happened to her?

It was a him, Katya.

I feel so stupid. No.

Why didn't you tell me you were gay?

Why didn't you tell me you were straight?

I'm sorry, I guess... It's my fault.

I... I should have said something earlier.

No, no. It's okay.

It's just, sometimes I feel like I'm back

in high school again, and if I were to have said something,

that, I don't know,

maybe your response would've been,

"Why are you telling me that for?

What, did you think that I was interested in you?"

And I...

Well,

the truth is I was interested.

But, we can still be friends.

Can't we?

Of course. Of course.

Let me share something.

My daughter, Nikki.

She's five.

She is beautiful.

Yeah? Yeah.

Um...

Where is she?

At a sleepover party.

Well, um, here's to you,

and to Nikki,

and to no more secrets between friends.

Ah, so great.

Hello.

Hey.

So, uh, thanks for coming to meet me here.

You're welcome.

Hey, you wanna have a drink?

No, thanks.

Okay.

Uh...

I... I want to apologize.

Apology accepted.

Well, you're queen of the two-word sentences.

What do you wanna hear, a mouthful?

You want me to shoot from the hip?

Your temper scared the hell out of me, Jake,

and I can't just toss off

what happened in the apartment.

Yeah, well, I wish I could take it back, but I can't.

So what, just deal with it?

Huh, these things just happen?

Look, Jake, I already lived with one violent man,

and I told myself never again.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, what are you saying?

That I would hit you?

I love you, Jo.

I would never lay a hand on you.

I don't know if I can believe that.

You just don't know me at all, do you?

I'm afraid I really do.

Room service.

Oh.

Why are you being so nice?

Because I read the file on John Bryant.

I didn't realize how much he hated publicity

and what a coup this assignment was.

So, I just tried to put myself in your shoes.

Uh-huh.

And I thought up an ad campaign

for Famous Family restaurants,

in the elevator, of all places.

A-ha, so this change of mood

has nothing to do with your joy

in coming up with a concept?

Mm-mm. It's all selfless desire

just to make things easier for me?

Exactly.

Ow! Oh!

Are... are these the shoes that...

That you put yourself in?

Actually, I was thinking more of your brown wingtips.

Oh, I hate those. Aw.

My mother made me wear those.

Aww.

Don't ever mention them again.

Stop it! Say uncle.

Say uncle, say uncle. Uncle!

Say uncle!

Now, show me why you really brought me here.

Oh man, I was up every hour

on the hour last night.

I haven't seen 4 A.M. since college.

You should've called me, I was up making muffins

and reliving the depositions.

You know, they should have a cable station for insomniacs.

The Stress Channel,

bringing you the world at 3 A.M.

God, you know, Jake... Jake hasn't given me

any reason to think that he'd hurt me.

I can't believe I let him think

that I was really afraid of him.

If that's how you feel, you should tell him.

Nope. I mean, I was looking for distance,

but he was looking for a way out, and he found it.

You don't know that any more than he knows how you feel.

I've been thinking a lot about honesty lately.

Do you think we're being too hasty?

You know, if I live to be 200 years old,

I will never forget Michael's face

at the depositions.

Jo, he looked me straight in the eye

and lied through his teeth.

Kimberly's coming tomorrow.

I wonder what she's going to say.

Lie, Kimberly. It's that easy.

Look, it's just no big deal, trust me.

I don't know, Michael.

Think of it as math, okay?

One story multiplied by two doctors,

the whole is even better than the sum of its parts.

You're asking me to lie, Michael,

in a legal proceeding, in a matter of law.

Yeah, well, the law isn't exactly on my side here.

You do this, and we are home free,

to be together... Mm.

And to keep what's rightfully ours.

Please?

Okay? Come on.

You can do it.

I gave you two hours, and you took four.

My hat's off to you, Billy,

and my gratitude for a fair

and intelligently prepared interview.

Thank you.

My daughter tells me you brought

your girlfriend with you.

I thought that my instructions on traveling alone

were fairly explicit.

They were.

Then, why did you deliberately

go against my wishes?

First, let me say that I'm very sorry.

You have a beautiful place here, Mr. Bryant, and...

right now, financially, it's... it's just completely

out of my league, and Alison's my best friend,

and the woman I love,

and I guess I just wanted to share it with her.

I'm sorry. That's the truth.

Your best friend and the woman you love.

That's how I describe my wife.

I want you and Alison to stay the night.

Be my guest. Dinner on me.

Or...

perhaps you might wanna try, um, room service.

Our guests seem to like it.

Thanks, I really appreciate it.

Come on, it's the least I can do for you

and your best friend.

Hey, Jane told me where to find you, so...

Hi.

Perfect timing, I'm...

I'm so glad you're here, I really want to talk to you.

Can you just wait a minute, and then I'll just get this stuff.

Yeah, I wanna talk to you, too, could you just hold off

on that stuff for a minute, please?

I went to Translife Insurance this afternoon.

This is what's left after the deductible.

$35,000.

I'll get you the other 15 as soon as I can.

If you want that in writing, I'll be happy

to give it to you.

I don't think that's gonna be necessary.

Jake, this is... this is for the new shop.

There's not gonna be another shop, Jo.

Well, I mean, it's for you,

I mean, for us, whatever we decide to do.

Let me tell you something.

When a man trusts a woman,

he either totally trusts her, or he doesn't.

Women trust men in categories.

I totally trusted you.

I don't think there's a single category you trusted me in.

Oh, Jake.

Come on, don't...

I mean, I know I said some things

in the last few days that I didn't say them right...

Don't even try, don't even try, the damage is done.

I've never told anyone I loved them before.

And when I told you that, I meant it from my soul.

Yeah, well, I'm never gonna go out on a limb

like that again.

I didn't want your money, Jo.

I wanted your heart.

But I don't... I think by the time I came around,

it was so beaten and broken by other people and things

that I didn't have anything to do with,

it was never really yours to give to me.

I want you... I want you to keep your money.

Don't ever offer it to me again.

Jake.

You would not believe these last few days.

I made up this near-death flu to Amanda,

who I swore was gonna call me on it,

to go to Laguna Niguel for what I thought

was gonna be one day, turned out to be two,

stayed in this palatial suite,

all expenses paid.

Oh, God.

I'm sorry, look at me going on and on.

What's wrong?

I blew it with Jake.

It's over.

He moved back to his old apartment.

What? When did this happen?

Yesterday.

It seems like weeks.

Look, Jo,

a big part of Jake's world just crumbled.

Maybe he just needs to be alone for a little while.

He got the insurance check yesterday,

and he gave it back to me.

He doesn't want to open another shop.

At least not with me as a partner.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

You shoulda heard the things

that I said to him yesterday.

I mean, I may as well have just come out

and called him an arsonist and a wife beater.

Don't do this to yourself, Jo.

People say all kinds of things they don't mean

under circumstances like this.

I know, and you forget it the second you say it,

and then he's gonna remember it for the rest of his life.

You can't take all the blame for this yourself.

It takes two people to make or break a relationship.

Usually, maybe, yeah.

But, in this case, it was me.

I did it, single-handedly, me.

Yes, it was me, thank you very much.

Dr. Shaw, I have a couple of opening statements for the record.

Is there any reason why depositions

should not be taken today?

No.

Are you on any drugs, or suffering from any illness

which might interfere with your testimony?

No.

All answers must be audible.

And although this is an informal proceeding,

you are under oath.

Anything you say will be checked, and can be used

to impeach your testimony in a court of law.

Dr. Shaw, you are a physician

licensed to practice medicine in the state of California?

Yes.

In your duties as a physician, you work

on a daily basis with a Dr. Michael Mancini.

Yes.

Is she allowed to be here?

Afraid so.

Dr. Shaw, are you having an affair

with Dr. Michael Mancini?

No.

Have you ever had sexual relations

with Dr. Mancini?

No.

If that's true, why did you tell Mrs. Mancini

on the evening of the 14th of October

that the affair wasn't over,

that as long as both of you were being honest,

you thought she should know?

I'm afraid she's mistaken.

I don't remember having a conversation like that.

That's unusual. Doctors usually have

pretty good memories.

Let me refresh yours for you, Dr. Shaw.

You also said that Dr. Mancini

told you about his and his wife's

previous evening at a hotel.

But, and I quote,

"Don't think that means he plans to give me up."

I needn't remind you that you are under oath, Dr. Shaw,

and with that, looms the possibility of perjury.

Have you ever had sexual relations

with Dr. Michael Mancini?

Dr. Shaw, answer the question.

Have you ever had sexual relations

with Dr. Michael Mancini?

Dr. Shaw, answer the question.

Yes.

Are you continuing to do so?

Yes.

Thank you.

Linda, let's change the prescription

to "Q." three hours, PRN, pain.

Okay, Doctor. Thanks.

Ah, Kimberly, how'd it go?

What happened?

I don't really wanna talk about it now, Michael.

I missed the whole morning, and I got a million things

to do, okay? No.

Now, would you please tell me what happened?

I couldn't do it, Michael.

Couldn't do what?

I couldn't lie.

You told them the truth?

Yes.

How could you be so stupid?

Michael!

Don't you see what you've done here?

You have screwed up everything.

I mean, you screwed up my future, our future,

maybe the rest of our lives.

After everything I've put up with from you,

how dare you!

You know how, Kimberly?

Unlike you, I was looking out for the both of us.

We'll take this up tonight.

Right.

Well, Jo and me are a done deal.

It's not over till the fat lady sings.

Not only has this fat lady sung,

she's taken her bows, gone home,

and she's in bed sleeping right about now.

Let me tell you something.

The more money you have, the more women trust you.

You think so? Yup.

They credit you with a code of ethics

and characteristics you don't even have.

They just assume you have them because you have money.

Wanna know the worst part?

Jo honestly believed that I was gonna hit her.

She didn't trust me enough to know that

I wouldn't harm a hair on her head.

Well, maybe she just needed a little more time.

Yeah.

You say time, I say instinct.

Do you say Ca-RIB-bean

or do you say Carib-BEAN?

I say you gotta ease up on the beers.

So, what are you gonna do now?

I don't know, all I know is I need to make

some money fast.

Well, I'm gonna turn in.

If you need anything, give me a call.

Jake, what are you doing here?

I, uh...

changed my mind, I'll take that modeling job.

Great.

Um, why don't you come in?

Let's talk about it.

How 'bout tomorrow at your office?

It's a date.

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