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What about facial hair, eyebrows?

He had a goatee.

Good.

It's him.

That's Henry.

He's real.

Or he represents someone who is.

It's our job to find out which.

Hey...

I'll see you later.

Get some rest.

(door opens, then closes)

(Brooke) Good morning.

Just because you blackmailed me for a corner office,

doesn't mean you can sign off

on a four-color layout without prior approval.

Amanda, I was working late. You weren't here.

I'm sure that Billy or Alison would have done the same thing.

I doubt it.

(telephone rings)

Brooke Campbell.

Brooke, it's Jack Parezi from Miami.

Who?

Don't tell me you don't remember.

Your car broke down, you used my phone.

We're practically family.

Right.

Right. Of course I remember.

Well, I'm around the corner,

and I thought I'd come up and say hello.

Um, no.

I'm on the way out to a meeting.

Uh, but I guess I could squeeze in a cup of coffee.

Maybe we should meet

at the cafe at the Wilshire Hotel

in, say, ten minutes?

Great.

Okay. Bye.

Bye.

Well...

I'll have to catch the rest of this tirade later,

because right now, I have to go meet a new client.

Hot night in the fire

Tell me if you feel my desire

Girl, I'm only asking if you want to dance

Maybe if we feel it we can take a chance

Tonight ain't just another night

No

There's something 'bout you that feels right

Tell me now, honey do you come here a lot?

'Cause I been lookin' 'round and I like what you got

Baby, if you don't think I'm you're permanent one

Do you think I could be...?

Hi.

Jack.

You're as beautiful as I remember.

So...

how did you ever find me?

You dropped one of your business cards in my house.

I'm usually not that lucky in cards,

so it's got me all curious.

Kept me up nights.

I mean, why would a beautiful woman

who says she's in commercial real estate

have a business card from an ad agency?

Well... I work for D and D,

but I'm always looking

for good investments for my family.

You know, your three hours in Miami

wasn't even a taste.

Come back, and I'll give you the nickel tour.

And maybe if I play my cards right,

you'll do the same for me while I'm in L.A.

for the next couple of days.

Look, Jack, I can certainly recommend

places for you to go in L.A.,

but as far as going with you...

I'm married.

Well, we're both grownups.

If you don't tell your husband...

I won't, either.

Oh!

It's great.

Thank you.

Hey, congratulations.

Mmm.

To the both of us.

Hey... your name is first,

the line of credit is secure.

Am I missing something?

Yes.

The fact that we have different agendas.

Richard, I don't understand.

I thought you liked my ideas on the new line.

Oh, I do, Jane.

Well, then Richard, what are you talking about?

I'm talking about us.

My agenda's to have more of a commitment from you.

Your agenda is to have more time.

I'd say that we're at an impasse.

Richard, Richard, we do want the same thing.

It's just that I already feel the vultures circling.

A designer's only as good as her last line.

Look, I don't underestimate the pressure that you're under.

No, but maybe you underestimate my fear.

I feel like if I try to do two new things at one time,

I'm gonna fail at both.

I just want to feel secure for once in my life.

Some people define security

as being in the arms of the one that loves them.

Well, then let me keep your engagement ring

until I'm one of those people.

Don't wait too long.

I might find someone else to give it to.

(siren wailing)

Doctors Hobbs, Mancini, Burns.

Hobbs here. Mancini.

All three of you hit the jackpot.

These subpoenas are for you.

Hobbs.

Mancini. Yeah, Mancini.

Must be Burns.

Thanks.

Matt Fielding is suing me for sexual discrimination?

Look at this. I never said any of this.

Oh, don't be modest, Hobbs. I was there.

You said all that and more.

Let me tell you something, Mancini.

You testify you heard it, you'll lose so much O.R. time

you'll need a refresher course to open a can of tuna!

I have to tell the truth.

Anything else would be perjury...

and perjury's your department.

You want to be politically correct, Mancini,

do it on your own dime,

but don't jeopardize my livelihood for your friend.

Wait a second.

What about your obsession with your friend Kimberly?

For all the time you spend with that wacko,

we could be doing four, five more surgeries a week.

Highly unlikely, and impossible

if you testify against Hobbs.

Oh, wrong. Because once Hobbs is out,

I'm gonna snag the chief-of-staff job.

In your dreams.

Whatever you say...

but once I am chief of staff,

you can tell that demented friend of yours

that the only way she'll get her privileges back

is in her dreams.

(man on PA) Nurse Reeves to X-ray.

Nurse Reeves to X-ray.

I, uh...

I asked you in for a couple of reasons.

Um, first of all, I'd like

some poster-size transparencies for the lobby

using pictures from yesterday's shoot.

Oh, great. Um, okay.

I will coordinate that with Jeff.

Second is about your friend Jane.

I know the two of you will be spending

about ten hours together tomorrow on the shoot.

Um, actually, more like 12.

Yes. Well, I have a favor.

Jane was burned once, as you probably know,

by having a relationship with a business partner.

Well, relationships get tough.

I think Jane needs a friend right now,

someone to, uh, point out that she has a man in her life

who wants nothing more than to make her happy.

You, of course, being the man,

and me being the one to point it out.

Exactly.

Well, I will, uh, see what I can do.

Thanks.

Jane's very lucky.

No. I am.

Hey.

Hey.

Oh, man.

What a day.

Something happen?

Just rethinking my whole life.

Just when I thought my confidence was on the upswing,

I get called into Richard's office.

Of course, I immediately assume

that I did something he hates.

Is everything okay?

Of course. He loved it.

Why don't you go change and get in here?

Why not? I have the night off.

You want me to get you a beer?

Yeah.

(Shelly) Hey.

Hey.

I brought you these.

Thanks.

And... I filled your refrigerator

with groceries.

You didn't have to do that.

I wanted to. You mind if I join you?

Mmm. Come on in.

Jo's going to be down in a second.

You know, actually, I realize

I have so much stuff to get together for the shoot,

so I'm going to start on that tonight.

I thought you said you had the night off.

Well, I forgot about some things, all right?

Good night.

Jo...

hey.

Hey!

Wait a second.

Jo.

Hey, Jo.

Hey!

Hey, hey, hey, I'm talking to you.

What? Oh, you want to talk?

Let's talk about you inviting Shelly into the pool.

I don't believe this.

You don't believe what? "Come on in."

I mean, this pool just wouldn't be the same

without Shelly and her string bikini,

would it, Jake?

Is that what this is about?

You're jealous because she looks good in a bikini?

Oh, God, this is pathetic.

Shelly's been wrapping you around her finger

ever since she got here.

She's playing the needy waif, the grieving widow,

the helpful bookkeeper,

you know, whatever she thinks will get to you.

I wouldn't be surprised if she didn't even know Jess.

Ease up, Jo. You're out of line here.

Am I really?

Well, you just made your choice.

Fine.

Come on, concentrate.

This presentation has to be ready

first thing in the morning for Amanda.

I've been thinking.

Daddy hasn't called me in days.

For God's sake, Brooke, who cares?

You don't understand. He's too quiet.

It means he's up to something.

(telephone rings)

You better get that. That could be him now.

Hello?

Hey, beautiful. It's Jack.

How did you get this number?

What, you underestimated me?

No, no, I'd never do that.

It's this CD company. They say I owe them money.

Why don't you go back to the artwork,

and I'll be right there, okay?

Clock's ticking.

I'd hate to have to go see your husband about this.

I want to see you,

tomorrow morning, 8:00,

at the Art Museum.

Look, Jack...

Yeah, fine.

I'll put the check in the mail tomorrow.

They say that's one of the three great lies.

Really?

Well, we better get back to work,

don't you think?

Yeah.

Last night could have been perfect.

Jake was in the pool.

I was about to go get changed and get in with him,

and then Shelly walks out of his apartment

with this string bikini she spray-painted on...

carrying a towel and a beer.

Leaving you wondering what she wears

when it's just the two of them?

Exactly.

I saw the way Jake looked at her,

and I just don't feel like competing, emotionally or physically.

What should I do, offer her money to help her out?

Have her move in with me?

You can't do anything.

It's something Jake needs to do

to feel better about Jess.

After all, she was his wife.

Yeah.

So...

what do you need to do to feel better about Richard?

What?

You've got this great guy.

He's honest, he's not a commitment-phobe,

he likes women, he loves you,

and you act like you barely even know him.

I am interested.

It's just that this next line

is the most important thing in my life right now.

Relationships are important, too.

I know. I just can't afford to have my attention

pulled in any other direction.

Anyway, what makes you so interested?

Can't a friend want the best for you?

Yes.

All right, then promise you'll think about it with an open mind.

All right, I promise.

Great.

Jo.

Look, honestly, I sleep on the couch.

Uh, I don't want to hear it, Shelly.

Okay... but you can't say I didn't try.

Huh?

Oh, no. I would never say that.

Hello, beautiful.

Jack...

I'm very flattered that you're interested in me,

and you are very tempting,

but I'm in love with my husband,

and I just can't do this.

So please don't call me

and please just stay out of my life.

Sorry. I can't do that.

Look, I'm sorry if I led you on, but I--

You got to give yourself more credit.

You did more than that.

You planted a seed, and my wife is very much alive and well

and living here in the City of Angels.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Come on, sit. Relax. You'll remember better. Jack, really, I've--

No, come on.

Brooke, you show up out of nowhere.

You pick my house, you lie to me about some family business.

Jack, it was a coincidence. My trip to Miami--

Now, don't be impolite. I'm not finished, Brooke.

Let's just say that, uh,

being a housewife wasn't really Amanda's thing.

Guess where she always wanted to work.

Take a wild guess.

I don't know.

Advertising.

And guess what else.

She loved the beach.

Now tell me where she is, Brooke.

I don't know.

When you lie to me,

it insults my intelligence.

Jack, really, I don't know.

Sure you don't want to change your answer?

All right.

I-- I knew Amanda years ago.

We were friends, but she borrowed money from me

and then she left town,

and I haven't heard from her since.

How many years?

I don't remember. Um... four maybe.

Whatever signals you got from me in Miami

were from seeing her portrait in your house.

Really?

I thought it was an attraction to me.

I told you I don't know who it is.

He's not my father

or my uncle or my boyfriend or--

What about high school, medical school,

a teacher you might have had?

I don't know.

Why can't you leave me alone?

Because I want to see you get out of here.

You don't deserve to be here, Kimberly.

Careful, Doctor.

Your humanitarian side is showing.

Not really.

I just hate the long drive over here.

I know this is hard,

but it's the only thing tangible we have to go on.

All I know is that the face is familiar,

and it terrifies me.

(Brooke) Thanks.

(man) You're welcome.

Hi. Ow!

Ow! You're hurting me.

Let's talk, all right?

What the hell were you doing at the museum?

On top of everything else, now you're cheating on me?

Oh, Billy, it's nothing like that.

What the hell is it like?

I can explain everything,

but let's just get through the day,

and we'll talk about it later at home.

No. We'll talk now, or there won't be a later, all right,

'cause I've had it with you, Brooke. I mean it.

Amanda's husband's here in L.A.

That's who I was with at the museum.

What?

Jack is here doing business until tomorrow.

And he pretended like he wanted an affair with me,

but he really wants Amanda,

and he thinks that she's here at D and D.

He has this weird sixth sense.

The guy really scares me.

I don't know what to do.

The first thing you should do is tell Amanda.

You're right.

I will, I will. I promise.

Mr. Armstrong.

Hello, Alison.

Hayley, please.

All right if I come in?

I just need to talk to you for a minute.

Okay.

Thank you.

Oh, this is for you from Hong Kong.

It was, uh, inadvertently sent to my office.

Why didn't you just have it messengered?

I guess I want to talk to you.

We have something in common.

We both want Brooke and Billy broken up.

Well... you don't sugarcoat anything, do you?

It wastes my time.

You know, just because your daughter asked you to,

you tricked me into moving halfway around the world.

Even if I did want to see them split up,

what makes you think I'd trust you?

Point well taken.

This is the address of my yacht in the marina.

Have dinner with me tomorrow night at 8:00,

and I guarantee you, I'll redeem myself.

You seem pretty sure of yourself.

Not at all.

If I were, I would've said,

"I'll have my car pick you up at 7:30."

I'll think about it.

Fair enough.

By the way...

it gets a little chilly on the water.

You might want to bring a sweater.

Michael, get some backbone.

Jane is making all this money,

and we're entitled to get at least some of it.

I'll call you back.

The sweet smell of success?

Yugh.

It's more like a stench.

No, it's more like the inmates are running the asylum.

Speaking of which, how is Kimberly?

Is she drooling yet?

I'm sorry to ruin your day, but she's improving.

So what's new on the surveillance front?

Any Mancini updates?

Nope. Quiet as a patient after electroshock.

By the way, on top of the extra hundred a week you're paying me,

you owe me time and a half for making me work so late.

Well, starting tomorrow, turn the service on at 6:00.

I have to make a call.

You can go home now.

I still have some filing to do.

It can wait. Go home, Sydney.

(line ringing)

(Peter) Mrs. Shaw. Yes.

This is Dr. Peter Burns.

I'm calling from Los Angeles.

I'm a friend of your daughter's.

Is Kimberly all right?

Uh, yes, physically she is.

Oh, well, then if it's a problem with that husband again...

I have learned not to interfere.

I really have no idea what's going on in my daughter's life.

I haven't spoken with her in months.

I-- I can't help you.

Mrs. Shaw...

your daughter's had a breakdown,

and I'm trying to help her.

She's in a psychiatric hospital.

She tried to hurt some people,

and the courts declared her insane because she did.

Oh, my God.

Kimberly needs your help.

She's tormented by a voice,

a vision...

a man she calls Henry.

Mrs. Shaw, are you there?

Yes.

We need to know who this man is

or who he may represent to her.

Now, is there anyone from her past named Henry?

A relative, maybe?

I'm sorry. I can't help you.

But you do want to help your daughter, Mrs. Shaw?

I said I can't help you.

(phone clicks)

Hello, Mother.

Peter told me you were in L.A.

I trust you had a...

comfortable flight?

Yeah. Yes, it was quite pleasant.

Your mother has a court order, Kimberly.

She's taking you back to Ohio.

Without even asking me?

Mother, don't do this.

Peter's-- Peter's helping me.

I'm getting better. Please?

If you're in Cleveland, I can come and visit you every day.

I can help take care of you there.

But even if you come see me every day,

as soon as you leave, I'm another number.

Mother, please don't.

Car's waiting, Kimberly. We've got to go.

Before you do, why don't you tell your daughter about Henry?

Mother, what's he talking about?

Nothing. It has nothing to do with you. Come on.

The world thinks your daughter's insane.

Help your daughter, Mrs. Shaw.

Tell her who Henry is.

Mother?

Tell her.

There's nothing to tell.

For God's sake, your daughter's breaking apart.

Help her.

She was just a little girl...

such a beautiful little girl.

I was in the kitchen,

baking a cake.

Kimberly was going to be 8 years old the next day.

Henry came in.

He was our gardener.

He had some business to discuss,

and he wanted to know where my husband was,

and I told him William wasn't at home.

He was away on business.

Then he looked at me with that... big...

sickening smile, and...

I tried to run, but I wasn't fast enough,

and he grabbed me,

and he started to rape me.

(screaming)

Kimberly...

came down the stairs.

My little baby girl saw him,

heard me screaming, "Stop it! Stop it!"

But he wouldn't stop.

He wouldn't stop.

She didn't know what to do.

She saw her mommy being hurt.

And she screamed, "Don't you hurt her!"

But he wouldn't hear.

So she picked up a kitchen knife...

and stabbed him...

stabbed him and killed him.

Oh, my God.

We had some connections,

so they never pressed any charges.

We told you it never happened.

That it was just a...

bad... bad dream.

Oh, my God, Mother.

I wanted to tell you so many times,

but I was afraid.

I...

since you never mentioned it,

I thought that your forgetting it was probably a blessing.

All my life, I never believed that you loved me.

You don't know how much I do...

how much I always have.

I was just afraid that if we got too close

that I would tell you.

(crying)

I was just afraid that I would hurt you again.

(crying) I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

It's okay, Mom.

It's okay.

It's okay.

This is a check for $25,000.

My own money, Matt,

for you to forget all that's happened.

(man on PA) Dr. Price to Pediatrics, waiting room south.

Dr. Price to Pediatrics, waiting room south.

Now... is that a settlement...

or a bribe?

I would think under your present circumstances,

either would work.

I'm even willing to make it 30,000.

You just don't get it, do you, Hobbs?

You think you can live in your ivory tower,

do what you want, say what you want,

and no one will question it.

That's not true.

There's a hierarchy at this hospital, yes--

Right, and you're the king...

and everyone else is a subject.

Well, you just can't go around firing people because they're gay...

no matter how many people you bribe.

You can get off your soapbox anytime now.

Oh, no, I'm not done yet.

See, you've given me a new way to look at this.

Now... it's personal.

Who the hell do you think you are, Fielding?

A social worker who is damn good at his job,

a small fact that got lost in the mix.

You should reconsider my offer, Fielding,

or I'll have you blackballed

from getting a job anywhere in L.A.!

Knock yourself out, Calvin,

because when I'm done with you,

every hospital in L.A. will blackball you.

(jazz music playing)

Alison.

Hi.

Thank you for being so prompt.

How about a drink?

Sparkling cider, alcohol-free.

Oh, no. Thank you.

I just came by to tell you

that I don't want to be a part of your plan

to break up Billy and Brooke.

That surprises me.

Well, I tried to use my blindness to win Billy back,

and I just wound up making a fool of myself.

Billy and Brooke deserve to be happy.

The only plan I'm interested in is getting on with my life.

All right, then let's toast the future.

The bar's in the salon.

Okay.

Oh.

I forgot how beautiful it is.

To getting on with your life.

You know, um, I really do have to get going.

I have an early day tomorrow.

Thanks for the drink.

Aah! (splash)

Alison!

Jonathan, grab a blanket.

Are you all right?

I'm fine!

Come here.

What are you laughing at?

(chuckling)

Why are you-- ha ha. (laughs)

Here you are, Miss Armstrong.

Come here.

Thanks, guys.

Bye. Bye.

There's a phone call for you, Jo.

Hello.

Jo, it's Jake.

Jake?

Listen, I want you to stop whatever you're doing

and come up to room 1720.

Oh, Jake, I've had a long day.

Come on, I know that you're done for the day.

Please?

All right, fine.

Listen, I'm all finished,

so if you could just wait with the stuff for the trucks, okay?

Sure. Thanks.

(knock on door)

Come on in.

(sighs)

Well...

it's beautiful, Jake.

And so are you.

I hope you like 'em.

You think if you get a beautiful suite,

give me some flowers,

some champagne, whatever,

that everything's okay just like that, huh?

Well, whoever told you that you get a clean slate

with a dozen roses was misinformed.

I'm sorry.

Okay, you were right.

I was a jerk.

Shelly means nothing to me.

I went a little overboard in the guilt department

because of Jess.

I paid more attention to her than I needed to.

I said some things to you

that I didn't mean.

But I love you...

and I need you.

I love you, too.

Dinner was wonderful.

Well, I'm glad you decided to stay.

Yeah, me too.

Of course, my clothes were wet,

and I didn't have much choice

except running up the pier naked.

(laughs) True.

Thank you... for everything.

I got to go.

Good night.

Good night.

I can't do this.

Amazing photos, if I do say so myself.

Let's see.

Jane...

it's beautiful.

What a beautiful engagement ring.

Aren't you full of surprises?

Well, Richard's a wonderful man,

and he gave me an incredible opportunity.

I finally realized how much he does care.

So chivalry is alive and well

and living in the fashion business.

Yeah, I guess I was myopic

toward the fashion-business side,

but I have you to thank.

I mean, you saw how terrific he was before I did.

Oh, you'd have come around.

Besides, what's not to like, right?

Yeah.

What?

I don't know, it's just...

the relationship is perfect on paper,

and...

I know I should love him...

but I don't, not really.

I mean, not the way I love Michael.

But then again, look how that turned out.

Well, Richard's good for me.

I'll just learn to love him.

Try.

I'd hate to think that you could only be happy

with men who make you miserable.

Got the house moving to a rock 'n' roll beat...

Hi.

Hi.

Ain't nobody leaving till we see the break of day...

Did you know that in one of my many career incarnations,

I was a massage therapist?

Um, Shelly, you know, uh...

you're beautiful,

you're sexy...

but I have been here before,

and I can't do this,

not to Jo and not to myself.

Jake, I was just massaging your shoulders.

We haven't done anything.

You are as pure as a choir boy, aren't ya?

Yeah, well, I don't know how much longer I can keep saying that

as long as you keep living in my apartment.

You're doing a great job here at Shooters...

but you got to get your own place.

Jake, I was hoping to get a little money together first.

I'm sorry. Look, Jo and I just got back together.

I love her. I guess I always have.

It's just not okay for you to be living in my apartment.

I didn't mean to get in the way of your relationship with Jo.

I'll, uh, look for a place tonight.

Thanks. I appreciate it.

And I appreciate everything you've done for me.

I just want you to know

that any affection that I have for you

is strictly friendship.

Looks like everybody feels all right, yeah

Amanda, I need to talk to you about something.

Could we go into your office?

Just say it here.

Okay.

Jack Parezi's here in L.A.

What?

He doesn't know where you are.

Why didn't you tell me about this earlier?

Don't you understand? He'll kill me.

Amanda, hold on. Stay out of this.

He's probably gone by now.

He said he was only gonna be in L.A. for three days.

And you believed him.

I don't know which one of you is more dangerous.

Sir, may I help you?

Amanda, he's here.

Oh, my God.

Jack, what are you doing here?

Hi, beautiful.

I came to talk to my wife.

Very hardworking, these L.A. detectives. Did you know that?

I found out all kinds of things.

I know Amanda works here. I know she changed her name.

I know you told her about my being in L.A.

I didn't, Jack. I haven't talked to her. She's been on vacation.

You're a bad liar, Brooke-y. Did you know that?

But then again, if you weren't,

you wouldn't have been such a big help to me.

And you have been a big help.

I'll even bet she saw me coming just now and took off.

But don't worry. She won't get very far.

Thanks for your help. I'll take it from here.

Oh, by the way,

I don't trust detectives.

I didn't know she was here until you just told me.

Maybe I should have gone back with my mother.

Maybe ignorance is bliss.

No. Knowledge is power.

You made a breakthrough, Kimberly.

Don't lose sight of that.

What good are all those breakthroughs

if I have a life sentence in this nuthouse?

(woman) Aah!

(trays clanging)

Look at this place.

Another month, and I'm gonna be just like them.

Maybe it's what I deserve.

You've already paid a big price.

Not for all the damage I've done...

the people I've hurt...

I've killed.

My remorse doesn't matter.

They're never going to let me out.

Yes, they will.

You internalized and shut out what happened.

Any expert understands the consequences of that.

They have to declare you sane.

And with that declaration,

I can petition for your release.

And I think I can win.

I wish I could believe that.

You count on it.

Amanda, wait.

Wait, I'm not gonna hurt you.

I just want to talk to you.

Let go of me, or I'll scream bloody murder.

I'll let go if you just hear me out.

There are hundreds of people around you.

Just listen to me.

You have 60 seconds.

What happened with us was a long time ago.

I've changed.

I want to put the past behind me as much as you do.

Look, you've been a missing person for five years.

You can't be declared legally dead for seven.

Imagine my life.

You must have me confused with someone who cares.

Look, I have a fianc?e.

I need a divorce.

I want us both to have a clean slate

and get on with our lives.

Look, let's just meet and finalize this.

A clean break, Amanda, once and for all.

(man on PA) We're now boarding passenger rows 32 through 50

for South Coast Airlines, flight 736.

Look, I can't pressure you now.

Just don't get on that plane.

Please?

(man on PA) This is the final boarding call

for South coast Airlines, flight 736.

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