All language subtitles for Melrose Place s03e29 Kiss Kiss Bang Bang.eng

Hey.

What's this? Spring cleaning?

I'm moving you out,
and you're fired, too.

So don't bother going to work if
that's where you're headed.

Wait. If this has something
to do with me and Jo...

Just hand over your keys,

pay your phone bill,

and we'll call it even.

This is ridiculous.
Who do you think you are?

I could ask you the same thing.

You don't own her, Jake.
You don't own anybody.

Just leave your keys
on your way out.

It really bugs you that a
woman as hot as Jo chose me

over the great Jake Hanson,
doesn't it?

Well, I hate to rub it in,
little brother,

but I'm the best she's ever had.

She told me so just
this morning.

You're really scum
you know that?

What's the matter, Jake?
You can't handle the fact

that Jo's going to be digging
her nails into my back?

Shut up, Jess.

She's good stuff, Jake.

I can't believe
you'd give it up,

but I appreciate your
warming her up for me.

Son of a bitch.

What are you doing?

Jake! Jake!

Stop it!

You stop it!
You're going to kill him.

He just started hitting me.
He turned on me.

As of now, we're not
brothers, we're not friends,

we're nothing to each other.

I never want
to see your face again.

Have some coffee with me?

I'd love to, but I'm scheduled

for surgery this morning.

If I get there in three minutes,

I'll actually make it on time.

Right. Of course.

Matt, I'm sorry.

Believe me, the last thing I want to
do is spend the night and run, but...

I have to get to work myself.
It's fine.

I have to tell you something.
In case you didn't notice,

I had a wonderful time
last night.

Me, too.

Why don't I call you later?

Maybe we can do something.

Fine. You can reach me
at the hospital all day.

Whoa.

Yo, Paul.

Paul.

Please have a seat.

Dr. Mancini sent me
this photocopy

of what appears to
be a suicide note.

Your first name was
signed to it, Dr. Shaw.

I presume the original
was penned by yourself.

Yes, it was.

Obviously, this was

and is a very serious situation.

While I certainly don't
object to being made aware

of any liability the hospital
faces due to its staff,

it's clear to me

this wasn't Dr. Mancini's
true intention.

Excuse me,

but my only motivation

was to alert the hospital to a
dangerous personnel situation.

In my own defense,
may I please say...

Will you two please be quiet?

To begin with, your
acrimonious divorce

is hardly a secret.

What I find reprehensible

is that you would both knowingly

draw the hospital into it.

If you two want to torment

and humiliate each other

by exposing personal details

of your marital life
to strangers,

I suggest you do it
on your own time.

Here, I expect you
both to shake hands,

act like professionals,

and find some level of
working friendship.

No, no. You don't understand...

Yes, I do, and all I can say

is thank god you
didn't have children.

Now, if I'm informed

of any further incidents
of spitefulness,

both of you will
face suspension.

Am I making myself clear?

Yes, sir.

I believe this is
yours, Dr. Shaw.

Thank you, doctor.

Brooke, you may as well know...

I have no intention of coming
back to work at D and D.

Good for you, Alison.

I hope you don't mind,

but I've arranged for you
to interview with my father

for a V.P. of Marketing
position.

What?

It pays more,
has more potential.

You'd be perfect for it.

Oh, Brooke.

I appreciate the favor,

but I'm not even sure myself

what I want to do.

To be honest, I was considering
just kicking back for a while,

collecting unemployment,

but mostly concentrating

on what's really important
to me right now

like repairing my
relationship with Billy.

I understand,
but you and I both know

that in this business,

you have to strike
while the iron's hot.

You've just come off
a presidency.

If you wait, your
short-lived reputation's

going to get stale,

and wherever you go,

you'll probably going to have
to start at a lesser level.

That could be true, but...

Alison, I'm not saying
the job's in the bag.

I'm just saying there's no
harm in interviewing for it.

Where are the drugs, Sydney?

I want to know
what you did with them.

I flushed it all down the toilet.
Now, just back off.

That's not good enough.

Getting rid of the drugs
was step one.

Step two is nullifying that
whole panty-hose agreement.

Look, I left messages. I'm
waiting to hear back.

Listen, you little idiot.

You're going to get us
out of this mess,

and you're gonna do it today if
it kills you, do you understand?

Jane, we need...

I'll be right there.

No, we're not done talking yet.

Sydney Mancini.

It's Jim. How are you?

Oh, just great,

except for the fact

that those underwear
shipments you sent

were packed with heroin, which is
definitely not in our agreement.

Sydney, let's not discuss
this over the phone.

Why? Afraid of incriminating yourself?
Afraid we might be bugged?

Well, if we are,
I, Sydney Mancini,

declare no prior knowledge

of any criminal activity.

Will you just calm down. Give me
a chance to explain.

Why the hell should I?

The other night,
you and I really connected.

That was real to me,

which is why I think
I can trust you.

Meet me at 7:00 for dinner
tonight at Flynn's.

It will all make sense. Please.

All right.

So, what did he say?

I'm meeting him for dinner.

Sydney, I'm not kidding.

Take a chill pill.
I've got it under control.

Hi. Is Dr. Graham around?

I'm sorry, he's still in surgery.
Can I help you?

Yeah. Well, I just
have his beeper.

He left it at the gym,

and I thought I'd drop it by.

Can I let him know
who returned it?

Matt... Fielding.

I'm...

I work downstairs
in social services.

We're acquaintances.

I'll be sure to let him know.

Who-who-who's this woman
in the pictures?

That, um...

is that Paul's sister?

No, it's his wife, of course.

Ever met her?

No, I certainly haven't.

Very nice.

And why shouldn't she be?
They got everything...

Looks, love, and money.

Hi. We need to talk.

Really? About what?

Don't make this any uglier
than it already is.

I'm not the one
doing the making.

Don't walk away from me.

If anybody has a right to
be pissed, it's me.

Jake, listen to me.

Why? I can't trust a word that comes
out of either one of your mouths,

not since you started seeing
each other behind my back.

Jake, we're
just friends, remember?

It's not like
I'm having an affair.

I just happened to be seeing
someone you don't approve of.

Justify it any way you want.

I'm worried about you, Jo.

You're slipping.

You used to be
a better judge of people.

Really? Then how come
I didn't know

you'd be the kind of guy who can't
stop competing with his big brother?

This isn't about my
lack of judgment.

It's about you not getting what
you want, when you want it.

You mean something to me.

He knows it, and you know it.

Think this is about
competition? You're wrong.

It's about betrayal.

It's about disrespect
on both your parts.

As long as you guys
are together,

I don't want anything to
do with either one of you.

Done.

All right, I'm here. Explain.

Oh, god.

Sydney, sit down.

It's O.K. You're safe.

What is this? What is going
on, and who are you?

FBI undercover.

I infiltrated the drug ring
six months ago,

and we're two days away

from busting
the entire operation.

As far as I knew,

it was a legitimate business.

I'm an innocent victim here.

It doesn't matter.
Your company's going down.

What are you saying?

I'm going to be arrested?

No. I'm trying to tell you
how not to be.

If you want to save yourself,

resign your presidency
of Mancini Designs,

get your name off everything,

completely severe ties.

Are you kidding? I've got a ton
of money sunk into that place.

Listen to me, you need to
write a letter of resignation,

back-date it a week
before the shipment arrived.

Make it seem
like you were never there.

It has to appear
that you had no involvement.

Wait a minute.

Back-dating letters, resigning.

This is all so fast.
I need time.

There is no time.

I'm putting my job on the line
by revealing any of this to you.

That's how much I want to help.

You're just going to have
to trust me on this, O.K?

O.K. All right.

First off, you can tell
no one about this.

If you do, it will show
knowledge of the crime.

What about Jane?

I can only save one of you.

Kimberly, what on earth
are you doing here?

I've had a chance to examine

some of my past actions
recently,

and I'm here to apologize.

I blamed you
for my failed marriage.

My anger was obviously
misdirected.

It should have been aimed
at Michael.

Well, that's terribly
enlightened of you,

but at this point, it's moot.

I'm not seeing him anymore,

and, frankly, I think you
married a very sick man.

Thank god, I was so hoping you'd
seen the light about him, too.

Really? Why?

Because it makes
what I have to say next

easier for you to hear.

You didn't survive your
cancer because of Michael.

You survived in spite of him.

I don't follow.

Michael has a history
of bad medicine.

Something he doesn't let
too many people in on.

When that first
treatment didn't take,

it wasn't because
it was ineffective.

Are you saying he screwed up?

Yes, and he took
advantage of you

both emotionally and physically

in addition to leaving you with
a substantial medical bill.

That's true.

What exactly are you suggesting?

File suit against him.

With me as your inside
source at the hospital,

it would be a certain victory.

Not to mention
a financial windfall.

I'm not one
for lengthy litigations.

You'd be doing yourself and
countless others a favor.

He's a dangerous man, Amanda,

and needs to be stopped.

Here's my forwarding number.

You can call me anytime

day or night.

I'll think about it.

Hey. Thanks for
dropping my beeper off.

I left a couple of messages,

but I guess you didn't get them.

So, my assistant Susan, she
says you're really cute.

It took everything I had

not to go overboard
agreeing with her.

Wonder how your wife
would feel about that.

Matt, I was going to tell you.

When?

On our first anniversary?

You don't know
how this is for me.

You're right. I don't.

I know how it is for me.

You lied to me, Paul. It's not
only dishonest, it's unfair.

Look, I'm sorry.

You have to believe that.

I'm just confused and scared.

Yeah, well, aren't we all.

There's something else
that I haven't told you.

Terrific.

You're the only man
that I have ever been with.

I mean, I've thought thoughts,

I've fantasized,

but I never...

Matt, I don't know
what I'm doing.

I don't know how
to handle any of this.

You know what? Buy a
book and figure it out.

Because unless your
marital status changes,

we are strictly friends.

If you'll excuse me,
I have appointments.

I hope the next thing

that comes out of your
mouth is, "it's over."

We met and they agreed to
let us out of the deal.

It worked out well
for them, too.

They like to change
businesses a lot.

Harder to trace
that way, I guess.

They're not concerned
we'll turn them in?

They think they've
got enough dirt on us

to make squealing unlikely.

Well, at least we're
no longer involved.

But... about the business...

What now, Syd?

Do you want to become
emperor of Mancini Designs?

No, it's just...

you were right.

I can't handle this job.

I'm obviously too inexperienced,

and the pressure
is getting to me,

which is why I made that stupid
deal in the first place.

I must be dreaming.

This whole thing was a mistake.

I think we should just pretend

I was never president at all.

In fact, you can keep
all the money, too.

You deserve it.

This resignation's
dated a week ago.

Yeah, well, I've been
thinking about it a while.

What's wrong with this picture?

What aren't you telling me?

Nothing. It's too much
for me, you know?

I just want out, O.K.?

All right,
if that's what you want.

O.K.

Hey.

Why the hurry?

I'm parked illegally out front.

Got to go.

What I'm looking for

is someone with confidence,

knowledge, and range.

Based on
what Brooke has told me,

that description
fits you like a glove.

Is she right?

Well, at the risk
of sounding egotistical,

I'd say yes.

Excellent.

So in terms
of the position itself...

Details are as follows...

The job's in one
of my metals divisions,

the title is V.P. of marketing,

base salary...
$100,000 a year

with performance bonuses
of up to 40%

on top of that,

four weeks annual vacation,

travel expense account,
the works.

Sounds wonderful.

It is, but
extremely challenging.

Do you feel
you're up to the task?

Absolutely.

Good. And if offered
the job, you'd accept?

Uh...

yes, I would
seriously consider it.

Good.

I only ask because
I recently hired someone

for a similar position,

and at the last minute,
he dropped out.

It cost us
a lot of time and money.

I see. Well, you wouldn't
have that problem with me.

Good. I have several other
people to interview,

but I'll let you know as
soon as I can, Allison.

Thanks.

And thank you for seeing me.

It was a pleasure.

You're everything my
daughter said you were.

Thank you.

All right, now what?

Go underground for a week,
maybe two.

Leave for Palm Springs
in the morning.

There's a fast-food place
on the corner of 6th and Main.

Once you get there,

ask for a pastrami on rye.

Pastrami on rye.
Are you serious?

Yes. The clerk
will give you the name

of a hotel
where you should wait.

I'll meet you there
after the bust comes down.

How will I know which clerk?

Just ask for the sandwich,
Sydney.

Are you pulling my leg?

This is really starting
to sound ridiculous.

Let's get one thing straight...

I'm saving your ass here.

Now since that's the case, you
best stop questioning authority.

If you would've done that
in the first place,

you wouldn't be in
the jam you're in.

All right. It just sounded
kind of dumb to me.

I know we're both on edge.

Just do what I say, O.K.?

Fine, whatever.

Now, listen...

don't go cold on me.

Because I do plan on making
all of this up to you.

I made 300 that night.

That's not bad
for five minute's work.

Liquor stores are hardly
worth the time it takes.

You're better off
hitting a bank...

Get a couple grand
for your trouble.

Like you've ever done it.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I thought this was a pool hall,

but I guess it's
a sewing circle.

Who the hell you think
you're talking to?

A loud-mouth with bad manners.

You better know
something right now...

I've killed men for less reason.

Well, you shouldn't work
so cheap, man.

Not nearly that cheap.

We should talk.

I got a job for you.

Hello.

Alison? Hayley Armstrong.

Hi. I didn't expect

to hear from you so soon.

What can I do for you?

How about coming to work for me?

What? Are you serious?

I've met all the potentials,

and I've decided you should
be my next VP of marketing.

Oh... wow.

Wow. This is incredible.

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

You'll start immediately at
our Hong Kong headquarters.

Excuse me?

Where our international-trade
offices are located.

Didn't I mention that?

No.

No... no, you didn't,
Mr. Armstrong.

I'm not sure I'm willing
to relocate.

The idea of moving
out of the country,

it's not something
I'd considered.

I understand completely,

but I hope you'll understand

that this position has
to be filled immediately.

I'll tell you what...

Sleep on it. If you decline,

I'll hire the runner-up.
No hard feelings.

O.K., thanks.

Thanks. I appreciate
the time to think it over.

I'll... I'll get in touch
with you tomorrow.

I'll talk to you then.

All right. Good night.

I trust that Hong Kong

is far enough away, dear.

It's perfect, daddy,
just perfect.

Ha ha ha ha!

Hong Kong?

It's the hot spot
for international trade.

I guess that's why she wants
to have dinner tonight.

Great.

That'll work out perfectly.

I mean, she needs
someone to take her out

and reassure her
about taking the job.

Yeah, but I don't
think she should go.

Considering everything
that's happened,

I'm sure she's confused
as hell right now,

and to up and move to
a foreign country

doesn't seem like a good idea.

You don't honestly think that.

Of course I do.

And I'm going to
tell her so tonight.

Billy, this job will put her on
the international landscape.

She'll be one of the leading
businesswoman in the pacific rim.

I still think
it would be a mistake.

I know Alison, and she
doesn't do well alone

and away from her friends.

You know what I think?

I think you're letting your own
sentimentality cloud the issue.

Sure, you may miss her,

but you have to realize,

you have the power
to keep Alison here,

in the shadow of all of her
shortcomings and failures

or...

you can send her off
to start over

and enjoy the opportunity
of a lifetime.

I just hope that whichever
way you influence her,

it's for her benefit
and not your own.

Hey. Can I take your order?

Yes. I'd like a pastrami on rye.

We don't have pastrami,
only tacos.

Excuse me?

Tacos, burritos, enchiladas.

Just what's on the menu.

Maybe you didn't
hear what I said.

I said, pastrami on rye.

You know...

pastrami on rye?

Look, I'm all alone here.

I got another customer. O.K.?

Doesn't anybody else work here?

Isn't there another shift?

Yeah. My brother's
due in at 6:00.

Thanks.

Matt, come on. Talk to me.

I really don't have much to say.

You can't spend
the night with me

and leave me to deal
with the consequences alone!

Paul, I can't be part of this.

But you are. And
I need your help.

There are groups.

Therapists.

Was it so easy
for you to come out

that you didn't need
a single friend?

Did it mean so little to you?

Do I mean so little to you?

You know that's not true.

Prove it.

Give me the benefit
of your counsel,

your experience.

This is not
a good situation for me.

Come to the house.

My wife is out of town.

I'll cook dinner, we can
talk privately there.

Because more than anything else,

I just need to talk to you.

I got something to say to you.

I take it were notified
of my malpractice suit?

You are one cold-blooded
bitch aren't you?

Well guess what, you're not
getting away with this!

And you're in violation of a
restraining order. Please leave.

You think some paper will protect you?
You're crazy, lady.

I'm calling the police.

You mind your own business!
Give me that, damn it.

Leave her alone!

Don't worry about her
Amanda. If I were you,

I'd watch my own back.

This suit will never
make it to court. Never!

Hello. Police.

You better leave.

Now.

Hang up.

My god. Are you all right?

Yeah. Just amazed.

I always thought
Kimberly was the kook.

I mean, it sounds fun,
exciting...

but I hardly think
I'm in the position

to make this kind of decision.

Plus, he wants me
to leave right away,

and it's for a year minimum.

So, what do you think?

I guess I know the pros.

What are some of the cons?

I'm not sure there are any.

Come on. Number one,
I don't speak Chinese.

I'm serious.

It's only a year.

It's a once-in-a-lifetime
opportunity.

So you're saying
I should move there.

It's not my place to say,

but I think you
should consider it.

Billy you know your opinion means
more to me than anyone else's.

I know.

God.

What's happened to us
that I'm even thinking

about moving 10,000 miles away?

A lot, if you think about it.

Anyway...

no matter how it turns out,

I'm... you know,
I'm proud of you,

and I'd miss you
if you... if you left.

I'd miss you, too.

Here you are, ma'am.

And here you are, sir.

Thanks.

Carol's a blue blood.

Comes from old money, you know?

We met as undergrads.

I was dirt poor and there
on scholarship, of course.

We were both loners,

which is probably what
attracted us to each other.

Are you close to her family?

They tolerate me.

Her father always resented Carol

for putting me
through med school.

He died recently.

She's had a tough time
recovering.

Sounds like you care about her.

Oh, I do.

But I want you to understand
something about our relationship.

It... it's always
been more like, uh...

brother and sister
than husband and wife.

You still sleep with her?

Hardly.

I...I haven't felt anything
remotely sexual in years.

Meeting you is like waking
up from a 15-year sleep.

Well... count yourself lucky.

Some people spend a lifetime
denying their feelings.

Well, I don't want to be
one of those people, Matt.

Not anymore.

Look, we're just
supposed to talk.

Oh. We can...

upstairs.

Come on.

Lady, we're closing.

Are you the third shift?

No. We're closing.

Wow.

I'd like a pastrami on rye.

You're going to have to leave.

No!

There's something wrong here.

There was supposed
to be a clerk here

who was gonna help me.
Help you with what?

With a pastrami on rye.

Look, we're closed, O.K.?
And there's no loitering.

I'm telling you there's someone
here knows what I mean.

Is anybody else on duty?

Good night.

Maybe a manager.

Did you check things out?

Uh-huh.

Then we got a deal.

We do...

when I see some green.

The other half on completion.

Hey.

What's your beef
with this guy, anyway?

He's had this coming
for a long time.

I can be there in half an hour, that should
give you plenty of time to check in.

That'd be great. In all the
rush, I didn't book a shuttle,

and Jo's only got
her motorcycle.

If I'm not going to see you
for a year, least I can do

I can drive you to the airport.

I hope you're not planning on
leaving the office.

Not with the Prescott
meeting is in an hour.

Could you hold on?

Sure.

Please be reasonable, all right?

She's leaving for Hong
Kong, for god's sake.

And we're leaving for that
meeting in 10 minutes.

If Alison needs a ride to L.A.X.
Brooke can take her.

I'd be glad to.

Alison, uh, it looks like I can't
take you to the airport after all,

I got a meeting
I can't get out of.

Sorry.

Oh. I see.

But Brooke can take you. O.K.?

All right.

Well, thanks for trying.

Yeah.

So, uh, you know,

I guess we'll talk later.

Give me a call when
you get settled.

I will.

Bye, Alison.

Bye.

He can't take me to the airport.

Really? That's too bad.

Feels weird leaving without
seeing him one last time.

There's still so much that...

feels unresolved between us.

You shouldn't leave
without saying

what you need to say to him.

Little late for that I think.

No, it's not. I mean,
write him a letter.

It's not in person,
but it's close.

Hi. Can I help you?

Are you Matt Fielding?

Yes.

How dare you, you
disgusting piece of trash.

L-l-look here.

I came home and found
my husband in tears

because you had
taken advantage of him.

Seduced him!

Look, I don't know
what Paul told you,

but I did not...

Of course you did.

That's how men like you operate.

No, that's where you're wrong. I would
never have gotten involved with Paul

had I known that he was married.

You targeted him because
he's young, attractive,

a doctor.

This is all a big mistake,

and I want you to know

that I'm not going
to be seeing Paul anymore.

I hope for your sake
you're telling the truth.

If I find out you've gone
near my husband again,

I'll kill you.

Bags, ma'am?

Two bags, one in the trunk.

Thank you.

Are you O.K.?

It's hard to say.

Part of me still can't believe

I'm actually doing this.

Alison, you'd be a fool not to.

Well, I guess
this is it, isn't it?

Listen, um, could you
give this to Billy for me?

I don't want to take
a chance on mailing it.

Oh, sure.

There are some things
I wanted to say to him.

Some questions
I wanted to ask...

Like whether or not
I'm doing the right thing

as far as he's concerned.

What are you saying,

you still have feelings for him?

Yeah.

It's too bad it took
leaving the country

to realize exactly
what those feelings are.

I'm in love with him.

Always have been.

I know it's stupid
to think that way now...

Alison.

Doors are going to
open for you there

you can't even conceive of.

You need to walk through them

and satisfy your own dreams

before you can possibly
fulfill someone else's.

And you know what?

If you and Billy are
meant to be together,

he'll be here for you
when you get back.

I hope you're right.

But it's really
out of my hands now.

Thanks, Brooke.

Thanks for everything.

Ohh.

Hey.

Break a leg.

I don't think so.

Jane?

Well.

Look who's here.

Come to see me get handcuffed
and dragged to the slammer?

Um, I don't know what
you're talking about, Jane.

I'm surprised you didn't bring
popcorn for the occasion.

Um, so, is everything O.K.?

It's over, Syd.

Done.

If you don't mind, I have a
photo shoot in progress.

Wait.

Oh. Uh, I'd like to introduce
you to my models...

Vince and Jim.

They did last year's
formalwear layout.

Guess you didn't remember them.

Did you ever get
your pastrami on rye?

I'm sorry.

I can't believe this.
You set me up?

You've got to fight fire with fire.
Right, guys?

This whole thing was a fake.

Well, Syd, not everything.

For instance, your signature on
this letter of resignation...

that's 100% real.

I can't believe you'd do
this to me, your own sister.

Are you kidding?

With the number
of people you've burned,

I could've sold tickets to this.

You don't belong here,
Sydney. You never did.

I suggest you vacate
the premises

before you're thrown
off for trespassing.

You're all freaks. You hear me?

Freaks.

Freaks?

Yeah. Freak.

Freak. We're freaks.

Damn fuse box.

Who's there?

Is someone in here?

Oh, my god.

Kimberly? Kimberly, I've been
trying to reach you.

He was here. It was Michael,
I'm sure of it.

My electricity went out,

and someone was in my apartment.

I saw him leaving. He was
wearing a hat and trench coat.

That must've been
terrifying, Amanda.

Absolutely terrifying.

He's starting to scare me.

Hey.

You are late.

I know. I'm sorry.
My session went long.

That's no problem. It gave me
time to get everything together.

I am making us
a celebration dinner

because... I got work lined up.

What? Where? That's fantastic!

And I owe it all to you.

Why? What did I do
that's so great?

You gave me hope.

I mean, in the past,

I would've packed it in
after that mess with Jake,

but with you in my life,

nothing seems
impossible anymore.

Nothing is.

It's a very special night
for me tonight, Jo.

It's very special.

You want another one of those?

Right. Only if
it's on the house.

You got it.

So where's that lowlife
brother of yours?

I fired him.

I threw him out of my place.

Good. Never liked him anyway.

Lucky you, you never have
to see him again.

Wish I could get rid of
my sibling that easily.

I gotta get another case. I'll
be right back.

Jake, can I have some pretzels?

Help yourself.

Thanks.

Hey. Save some of those for
the paying customers.

All right!

Everybody on the floor. Now!

We don't want any trouble.

Shut up...

get on the floor.

This is my place.
Just take it easy.

Tell us what you want.

I want wallets,

I want jewelry,

and I don't want nobody to move.

Anybody that does gets
their head blown off.

Everybody just stay calm.
Give these guys what they want,

nobody's going to get hurt.

You. Owner. Open
the register. Now.

Hey.

Come out from behind there.

Move it!

What are you doing back there?

Nothing. I'm just...

Oh, my god. Jake. Jake.

Somebody call 911!

Oh, my god.

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