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Hey...

I thought you wanted to wait

until we got married.

I've missed you so much.

I like being missed.

The nightmares have stopped.

I'm tired of dwelling in the past.

I want to concentrate on you...

and getting married...

and, uh...

and...

And what?

And I don't think I can wait another minute.

Oh, man.

Ah, a beautiful day, isn't it?

It makes you feel like you could take over the world.

You've already done that.

I've been thinking you're right.

I'm always right.

Uh-huh.

No, I'm thinking about

getting out of the hooker business for good, like you said.

I've got this hotel party I'm throwing tonight,

but then that's it.

I'll just be a doctor's wife

and take care of you full-time.

You know what?

No one has ever done that for me before.

It sounds really good.

Hmm.

I'll be home late tonight,

but it's the last time, I promise.

And when I get home,

we can start our new life

with me taking care of you...

any way you want.

No.

It couldn't be.

Are you all right?

Huh? Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah.

I'm fine.

I'm telling you,

it's like a Stephen King novel.

I'm starting to see Kimberly everywhere.

I'm cracking up. What's going on?

It's got to be guilt.

My conscience must be bothering me.

Michael, you don't have one of those.

Then what is it? Why now?

I don't know, but I think you're overreacting.

You don't think she's still alive, do you?

Of course not. You are tired.

And you're just under a little stress.

After all, you and Sydney had a fairly exhausting courtship.

Yeah, I guess we did.

The honeymoon was no picnic, either.

If you want something to feel guilty about, you can start there.

I got your point, Matt... O.K., I just need to get some sleep.

I'll be fine.

Thanks, Matt. Thanks a lot.

Great. Thanks. Bring the reflector.

We're going to want some gold.

Sarah, you're doing great, just great.

You're tensing up here,

so just keep breathing, and have fun, O.K.?

And forget about how you look.

You look great.

Really? I do? I feel kind of gawky.

Gawky? No... you do not look gawky.

If you don't look great, it's my fault,

because with your body and smile,

you'll sell 1,000 of these little sundresses.

O.K. I'm in your hands.

That a girl.

Michelle, I'm gonna want you to be on the left, O.K.?

O.K... this kid's too cute to live.

Tell me about it.

O.K.

O.K., you guys here.

Um, and you two can look at the ocean.

Sarah, come towards me.

O.K.

Mel Gibson's telling you to come over there.

Beautiful.

Smile.

All right!

O.K.

Beautiful.

Jo, I need to speak to you.

Amanda, what are you doing out here?

My job. Let's talk.

O.K., in a second.

I'm getting some great shots here.

Now.

Uh, everyone take five.

All right. What's going on?

Why did you hire a girl from Models Inc.?

D and D never uses that agency. Never.

I'm sorry. I didn't know.

It's your job to know what agency I use.

Get rid of her.

What?

Fire the Models Inc. Girl now,

and promote one of the other ones.

I can't do that, Amanda.

What's her name?

Sarah. Sarah Owens. Amanda, just calm down.

Sarah Owens, can you come here, please?

This is the last time I let you cast your own shoot.

Hi. What's up?

I'm Amanda Woodward, vice president at D and D.

Do us a favor.

Change out of the dress and leave.

You'll get paid for today.

What? What does she mean?

Sarah, it's not you.

I mean you're fired.

What did I do?

You joined the wrong agency, kid.

Now get changed and get out of here.

Please.

You know, Amanda, if I didn't need the job,

I'd just walk right now.

But you do, don't you?

So you better get to it.

Looks like a storm's coming in.

Mm-hmm, but you don't have to do that.

It's a lot of money.

It's pouring out there!

Billy just got home.

Yeah, I'll be sure to tell him.

Right.

Hey, linguine and clam sauce!

Who's on the phone?

My parents.

I'll have to put dinner on the table

before Billy eats it out of the pan.

I love you, too.

This is too generous, but thank you.

All right. Bye-bye.

What's too generous?

My parents want to help with the wedding,

but they won't be here for the planning.

That's the way we wanted it, right?

Yes, but...

yes, we don't want them here right away,

but they want to help.

So, they've hired a Beverly Hills wedding planner

and they want to pay for the whole thing.

She's supposedly the best person in town.

Wait a second, I thought we were having a small ceremony.

No big production.

I know, but I can't say no... They just wanna help,

and besides, the bride's family is supposed to throw the wedding.

Come on, let's at least meet this person.

It'll make me happy.

And when I'm happy...

you're happy.

Is this a bribe?

The dinner's the bribe.

This is for me.

Sydney?

Sydney, you home?

Sydney?

Is that you?

It's nice to see you again, Michael.

Kim?

Um...

Was...

Is it really you?

Maybe.

Or maybe you're going crazy.

No.

'Course it's me, silly.

You want to touch me to make sure I'm real?

Rumors of my death, as they say,

were premature.

Oh, my God.

I lost so much time, Michael.

I was in a coma for months.

There's a huge gap in my life,

and I've come back to fill it.

But...

you were dead.

Your mother said you were dead.

She called the hospital.

I know. She always was a bit controlling,

but that's overstepping it a little,

don't you think?

I can't believe she'd do this.

She was trying to protect me.

She'd die if she knew I was here talking to you now.

But here I am.

Oh, I missed you.

Oh, God, how I missed you.

If I had known...

I'd have been there for you.

It's all right, really.

Are you O.K.?

I mean, um...

how are you feeling?

I'm fine.

Good as new.

Kimberly...

I made mistakes.

And...

and I'm sorry.

Don't worry about it.

I still have this.

And that means I still have you.

I have to tell you something.

Not now. I have to go.

No.

No, not yet.

I have a big day at the hospital tomorrow.

I'll see you there.

Sleep tight.

Huh?

Ha ha ha!

Whoa, there, big fella.

Seems like you're a little on edge.

Huh?

Yeah...

yeah.

I'm sorry I was so late getting home last night.

But I can make it up to you now.

Might help you settle those nerves.

Syd, I can't... I got an early meeting at the hospital.

I gotta go.

Amanda, do you have a second?

Just. What is it?

I'd like to take a couple of personal days.

Allison, you've just begun to concentrate on work again

after all of your relationship drama.

Whatever you have to do, you can do it on the weekend.

Actually, no, I can't.

It's kind of complicated.

My parents hired this wedding planner.

I'm setting up a lunch with her today

and she said we need a couple days just to do the shopping.

Apparently, it's a big deal.

One day. Amanda, be reasonable.

Conference room. Now.

It's one or nothing.

I got a little phone call

from the owner and CEO of Models Inc. Today.

It seems she's very unhappy with us.

You have any idea why?

Oh, they must represent the girl I had to replace yesterday.

It was unfortunate, but necessary.

Where the hell do you get off

firing a model from a DD shoot

because you don't like her agency, huh?

This isn't Woodward Advertising.

This is DD! My shop! I make the rules!

Bruce, let me explain.

I just haven't found any quality clients repped through Models Inc.

That's crap, and you know it.

We ran a records check after that phone call yesterday.

You've effectively boycotted that agency.

They demand an apology and you're gonna give it to them.

Is that really necessary?

I'll start using their models, if you want.

I've got a catalog coming up.

You don't talk. You listen.

We're having a meeting with them at the end of the day

to try to repair this relationship.

You'll be called in at the appropriate time,

and I expect you to... grovel.

Oh... and if I hear of another incident anywhere close to this,

you can find yourself another job.

Got it?

Got it.

Hi.

Good morning, doctor.

Morning.

I've been looking for you.

Well, you found me.

Isn't it romantic? I've even got my old locker back.

It's almost as if the last five months never happened.

We're right back where we started from.

Of course, people look at me like they've seen a ghost.

There's something you have to know.

Yes?

Well, I don't know how to say this,

but, um...

when I heard that you had died...

you know, grief and confusion...

Well, it's just, um...

I got married.

Really?

To whom?

Yeah.

To whom. Uh...

I married Sydney.

Now, the way it happened,

that was complicated.

It's kind of hard to explain.

Uh...

It was blackmail, really.

Doesn't matter why you did it, Michael.

You're just gonna have to get rid of her.

Maybe I didn't make myself clear last night.

I've come back to claim what's mine,

and you're the first thing on my list.

So, kids, I have put together weddings fast before,

but this is gonna be a new record.

Luckily, Allison, your father's ponied up quite a handsome fee,

which will certainly help.

He was explicit about one thing...

Only the best for my little girl.

He must love you very much.

Yeah, we don't want to get too fancy...

Listen to me, both of you... This will be your day,

not your dad's, not mine.

We've got to do by end of day tomorrow what usually takes weeks.

We have to make decisions quickly,

but those decisions will be yours, O.K.?

That... sounds fine.

Sure. O.K.

Good... but you'll also have to trust me

'cause I do know what I'm talking about.

Oh, you're a beautiful couple,

and it'll be a beautiful wedding.

One thing that is important to us is the food.

Wasn't this lamb terrific? And the couscous? Delicious.

What I like about this place is they do flavors,

but aren't too fussy for a man's taste.

What do you think, William?

You're a meat and potatoes kind of guy, aren't ya?

It's Billy.

Yeah, it was good... Meaty!

Exactly. That's why I met you here.

These people do weddings like you wouldn't believe.

They'd be perfect, don't you think, Allison? Well...

Oh, I'd stand by your man on this one, dear.

Now, I'll get some menus for you to look at

and we can cross this decision off our list.

Be right back.

I hate her.

What are you talking about? She's great.

She's taking over, and she talks too fast.

She said the decisions are ours.

Oh, right, Mr. Meat and Potatoes.

Your dad's paying for her, so we might as well give her a chance.

"Stand by your man."... What a load.

The important thing is that we're getting married.

Nothing's gonna ruin that.

I guess you're right.

I hope... anyway.

Michael!

Home for lunch. What a nice surprise.

There's plenty of tuna salad.

You want me to make you a sandwich?

Maybe you'd like something more nourishing.

We have to talk.

What's wrong, sweetheart?

Let me put that another way.

I have something to tell you.

I want a divorce,

and I want you out of my house today.

Michael...

this is not a funny joke.

It's no joke.

It's time to pack it up.

I'll front you for a hotel tonight, if you need it.

Stop it, Michael, please.

We're doing so great.

I'm a doctor's wife.

I'm gonna take care of you, remember?

What can I say?

It's like I woke up from a bad dream,

and now I want to start all over.

Maybe you're forgetting, but I can do you a lot of harm!

I don't want to,

but if you keep acting like this, then I will.

Let's forget about this conversation.

I'll just make you a sandwich.

Put your clothes in a bag

and leave now!

Are you crazy?

I will ruin you, you smug piece of scum!

Come on, Sydney, let's not start calling names.

Everything you've got is gone... Ready for that, Michael?

Everything! You're going to prison,

and you'll be the wife! Get it?

I control what happens to you!

Oh, no. Not anymore.

We'll see about that, wise-ass.

We'll see.

Mmm, exquisite bead work here.

Thank you. Here's what it'll look like.

I'm bringing the beads around,

following the line.

Jane has her own design studio,

if your other clients want a Mancini original for their wedding dress.

Well, I'm impressed, Jane.

You're very talented.

I look forward to seeing it when it's finished.

We'd better get going.

We've got a lot more to talk about.

Pleasure meeting you. Pleasure's mine.

Thanks for ducking out of work early for this.

No problem. It's my shop.

I can do what I want.

We'll see you later.

Thanks. You're welcome.

Allison, you must be kidding.

What?

You said your dress was white.

That thing's practically eggshell.

It won't go with anything else I've got planned,

and worse, the design is very last year.

I don't think that's true at all.

And I like the design, I think it's beautiful.

And you said yourself she's very talented.

Well, I have manners!

All right, it's your decision.

There's certainly plenty more to do.

First thing tomorrow, William gets fitted for an Italian tux.

I've already made a deal for the tuxes.

The groomsmen can wear those.

William has to be as special as you.

I prefer to be called Billy, actually.

Why does it have to be Italian?

Look at the time! I've got a bakery to talk to.

See you kids tomorrow 10 AM at Armani.

You'll love it. Trust me.

Just remember the important thing is we're getting married.

I'll remind you when you're in your tight Italian tux,

chewing on a lamb kebab.

Amanda, they're ready for you.

Thanks.

Bruce, there is no excuse.

This is not professional behavior and you know it.

An apology is fine,

but I want the person responsible.

Hillary, this is Amanda.

You wanted the person responsible.

Well, here she is.

I believe she has something to say to you.

Amanda?

Hello...

Mother.

I'm sorry you had to apologize to me in front of your superiors.

Bruce was the only superior there.

The other two were there to up the humiliation factor.

You didn't seem to be humiliated at all.

You handled yourself quite well.

That means so much, coming from you.

So, you knew where I was all these years?

Yeah, Daddy told me.

All I wanted to do was make sure I had nothing to do with you.

Happily, sometimes business has a way of bringing people together.

I was sorry to hear about your father's troubles,

but unfortunately he never believed in an honest day's work.

Always a guy after a quick buck.

We may have to do business together,

but you're never to talk about him, ever.

You lost that right when you walked out on us.

Understand?

Sure, Amanda, if that's what you want.

You know, I left 20 years ago.

I can't make up for it,

but I wish we could leave it in the past.

Some things you do are permanent, Mother.

They don't go away no matter how hard you try.

Look, Mandy... Don't do this.

I still remember that day.

You were at school,

and I walked into your room.

All those fashion dolls and the posters...

and all those 12-year-old little girl's things.

I felt I would die at the thought of leaving you.

But you managed to do it anyway, didn't you?

There are things that you don't know.

Your father's lawyers kept...

I don't care, all right?

I don't want a relationship with you.

Good night.

Dr. Mancini, I'm just trying to clear up some accusations

that were made by your wife.

Detective, the woman is deranged.

You're finished, Michael.

Let's try to stay on track.

On the night of the accident when Dr. Shaw lost her life,

had you been drinking?

A little, it was nothing.

It's something if you were drunk.

It's vehicular homicide.

I'm divorcing the woman.

She's making it all up!

You have access to records concerning blood-alcohol levels of admitted patients?

No, not really, no.

He signed a confession.

My sister will attest...

You paged me, doctor?

Yeah.

Excuse me, detective.

Doesn't a homicide usually mean there's a deceased person?

This is Dr. Kimberly Shaw,

the woman this little twit is saying I killed.

Hi there, Syd.

Finally, the reaction I've been looking for.

Hi. Can I help you?

Hi. Uh...

Is Amanda home?

Not right now, no.

I'm Hillary Michaels... Amanda's mother.

She and I had a business meeting the other night.

We're gonna be doing a little work together.

No kidding.

Maybe she's mentioned me to you.

A little. Only...

That I left her when she was little?

Yeah.

I'm sorry. I'm Jake Hanson.

I don't live here.

Uh, Amanda and I... spend time together.

She's not gonna be home for an hour or so.

You want to come in and wait? I got an open bottle of wine.

I'd like that.

I was just marinating a couple steaks for dinner.

A man who cooks.

Amanda's very lucky.

Not really.

I only do hamburgers and steaks

and the occasional corn on the cob.

Are you O.K.?

What's wrong?

I'm sorry.

I look around my daughter's home, and...

I'm just so proud of her.

She has a good life.

In a way, everything I wanted for myself.

A caring man...

Work...

I couldn't stand the man,

but I held onto the work.

Do you want to sit down?

No.

No, I should leave.

She wouldn't like finding me here.

I thought you were working together.

Look, we spoke,

and she's determined to hate me forever

because I did a terrible thing when she was little.

I thought if I could talk to her one more time

and tell her how sorry I am,

and tell her that every night

I wish I could hold that little girl in my arms

and make up for everything.

Hey, it's O.K.

I just need a chance to explain.

Look, don't worry.

Maybe I could talk to her.

Did you see that little tramp's face?

I thought she was gonna throw up when you walked in.

You didn't look too well yourself when I showed up on your doorstep.

Yeah, but I'm doing a lot better now.

Your drink taste all right?

Great... as a matter of fact, I'm ready for another.

I think we should eat first.

Excuse me, could we get some menus, please?

Certainly. Can I have another one of these?

No, you won't.

Menus, please.

Yes, ma'am. Thank you.

Babe,

what's going on?

I told you, I wanna eat.

You're mad at me about Sydney, aren't you?

Look, I don't blame you... let it out.

I deserve it.

I just hope you can forgive me.

I do forgive you.

O.K.

So, uh...

what were you thinking about me all that time?

You know, when you were hurt.

That you deserted me.

But you didn't, did you?

No, I didn't... I love you.

Damn it.

Damn it.

That's it, tell me how you feel.

Michael, shut... Shut up, O.K.?

It's got nothing to do with Sydney.

It's my head.

I've been getting headaches occasionally, all right?

Sure... sweetheart.

Sure.

She wants to explain?

There's nothing to explain!

I know her, I know what she did to me and my father.

This is not your business, Jake.

You weren't there when I was a little kid,

crying for my mom, when she was miles away,

going to parties, living a life way too important

for a little nothing like me.

In no way did you have the right

to invite that woman into my home.

You stepped way, way over the line.

Look, she showed up, tears in her eyes, miserable.

I couldn't just slam the door in her face.

Why not? You know how I feel about her.

Why do you care if I make up with her?

What, I'm not good enough the way I am?

You have to jump in, make me cozy with my mommy?

Make me a little softer?

What did you think?

That I'd go, "Thanks for making me all whole again"?

No... What is your problem?

She told me you were working with each other.

She lies! That's what she does!

Jake, I've opened up to you.

That's not something I do easily.

Hell, I don't do it at all,

because I can't stand being hurt.

I can't stand it.

I've told you things about myself...

Private things... And all I ask...

is that you promise to respect my feelings.

Of course I do.

Promise.

I promise. Amanda, come on.

Then don't ever mention her to me again.

You know...

my parents aren't prizes, either.

My mom is a drunk.

I don't know where my father is.

But someday, I still wanna see him,

talk to him,

try to understand him, not because what he did was right.

Because good or bad, he's a part of me.

I don't wanna hear this.

She's your mother, Amanda.

You can't run away from that.

Hi. I was wondering if we could talk.

No, Syd, we can't.

It's just... Just...

Oh, for God's sake, Sydney.

I can't help it.

You don't know what's been happening.

It's a nightmare... Kimberly's alive.

I saw her.

Are you out of your mind? No.

Her mom told everybody she'd kicked the bucket

just so Michael would stay away.

Oh, this is so bizarre. Yeah.

It's like "Night of the Living Dead".

And Michael kicked me out,

and he wants a divorce.

God, everything's fallen apart.

That's the problem, Syd.

Blackmail isn't a very good building block for a relationship.

You're right.

I mean, you were right all along.

God, I know I've been horrible.

Can I stay with you for a little while?

No, Syd. I don't think so.

I... I think I would rather set fire to myself first.

Please, Jane.

I really need somebody.

Michael kicked me out like he never even cared.

He probably didn't.

And honestly, neither do I anymore.

Damn it, Jane, would you help me?

I'm having a nervous breakdown!

Then I wish you would have it someplace else.

Jo! I'm back!

Isn't that great?

Yes, it is, Sarah.

Listen, I also want to say I'm sorry.

When it happened, I was mad at you, too.

Oh, listen, you were fired completely unfairly.

You're allowed to get angry.

Maybe so, but I want you to know I don't blame you.

You've been nothing but great to me.

Let's get your makeup on,

or I won't be so great.

O.K.

What happened to your neck?

Oh, that. It's... it's nothing.

I just fell on the stairs in my apartment.

Uh-huh?

It'll cover with makeup.

Don't worry.

I promise you will not see a thing.

O.K.

Look, isn't the reception where we go around thanking everybody,

and then we leave early?

We can do that in any banquet hall in the city.

It doesn't matter. It matters, Billy.

It's the send-off for our entire life together.

And I want us to make a choice before Sheila gets here and does it for us.

How about the Bel Air?

Great... we won't have any money for our entire life together.

I know Daddy's footing the bill,

but it's too fancy.

You know, everything's getting too fancy.

She's gonna be here any second.

How about Patrino's?

Good food, no lamb kebabs, and they know us.

Sold.

In the nick of time.

Remember... united front, Campbell.

Oh, hi. Come in.

We were expecting the dragon lady.

If you wanted to fire me, Allison,

you could've told me yourself.

You know how much work I've put into that dress.

Not to mention that we're friends, and I cared.

You think that would've counted for something.

Wait a minute, Jane, what are you talking about?

I'm still wearing your dress.

Well, that's not what your planner Sheila said.

She called me not five minutes ago from her Mercedes

and said you picked out something like Carolyn Kennedy's.

Ha ha ha ha!

Carolyn Kennedy?

La-di-da.

I'm wearing your dress, Jane.

I want to look like me.

Hello. Hi.

Oh, so, this is good.

Everybody together. No hard feelings.

By the way, Jane, I was thinking.

Do you do tablecloths at all?

I was thinking...

I'm wearing Jane's dress, Sheila.

I made that clear.

Now kids, it was open for discussion.

I found this dress...

You went behind my back.

I spoke to William at the tux shop.

And it's Billy, and you're fired.

I beg your pardon?

Allison, what will your father say?

I'm sorry, Sheila.

I'm gonna have to stand by my man on this one.

I'm billing your father for everything.

You won't have enough money left

to have your wedding at a bus station.

Allow me.

Shooters, anyone?

I think it's time for a celebration.

Sounds good to me.

I want to thank you two

for meeting us for dinner tonight.

I don't care what some stuffy people might say.

Love has no barriers, does it, dear?

Not in my book.

You and Jake know all about love, don't you?

We do all right.

Uh, he cooks, Chas.

Um, I dropped in on him yesterday,

and he was, um, marinating...

Steaks. Cool.

And, Amanda,

I want you to know...

how difficult it's going to be

for you and I to repair a relationship

that's already been damaged.

You mean non-existent, Mother.

Your, uh...

your brother David says hello.

Half-brother, and I hardly know him.

Uh, Amanda, we can have a future together

if you'll trust me.

I'll try to prove to you that I'm worth it.

Look, I can't jump into a big deal with you

just because you show up again.

No, I'm talking baby steps, dear.

Baby steps.

Look, I'm not sure this meeting was such a good idea.

Jake, can we go?

I've extended myself to you, Amanda... damn it!

I think you owe me a chance.

Look, everybody. It's simple.

We can all do our best to be a big happy family,

or you two can keep feuding,

and it'll just get nastier.

And Hillary knows a lot of people in the business.

Not a good enemy to have.

If this is some kind of lame threat, mister,

you're messing with the wrong couple of people.

Jake's right, Chas.

I can't force Amanda to be any closer to me than she wants.

It's up to you.

Keep a leash on your boyfriend.

He won't say another word.

Then let's eat.

Oh, it'll be beautiful here.

We'll hang some lights, we'll have each other.

We don't need anything fancy.

Sounds good to me.

We can have Shooters cater.

We can have buffalo wings

and those little fried onion rings they do.

That's perfect.

We're getting married in the place we fell in love

in front of all our friends.

This is the way it was meant to be. And no dragon lady.

I saw her kiss you, you know.

You didn't.

But I'm a hell of a lot better.

Sydney, what are you doing here?

I live here again, thanks to Amanda.

Like it's any of your business.

I'm getting a divorce, O.K.?

Like the two of you will someday.

Then again, we could elope.

You're an animal.

I'll be back, O.K.?

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