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Come to say your final good-byes, Mrs. Parezi?

You shouldn't sneak up on people.

Is that what you said to Jack

just before you killed him?

You said you needed my signature on some release form.

Yeah.

The family has instructed me to have Jack's body

shipped back to Miami for burial.

Since you're still legally his wife, I...

pardon me-- his grieving widow--

I'm gonna need your permission.

Just tell me where to sign.

Right here.

And it would expedite matters if you'd sign Amanda Parezi.

Sorry, that's not my name.

Here--

I'm sure Jack won't mind.

You know, I could arrange to have this casket opened for you

if you'd like to have one last look

at your dearly departed.

I trust I won't be seeing you again.

You know, for your sake--

you'd better hope you're right.

Otherwise...

that could be you in that casket.

Peter, I want this damn monitor off.

Forget it-- you're not ready.

Well, I think I am.

Kimberly, I've already gotten you a work release--

how much more do you want me to do?

[phone beeps]

Yes, Sydney.

Excuse me, this'll just take a minute.

[sighs]

Hi.

You left early. When I woke up, you were gone.

I was feeling... claustrophobic.

Claustrophobic?

Want me to put a skylight in the bedroom?

Peter, I'm serious-- we need to talk.

Well, I can't right now. I have a patient in my office.

Kimberly?

Mm-hmm.

It usually is.

Call me when you can spare the time.

[dial tone droning]

Couldn't help overhearing...

your intimacy issues are always getting

you in trouble, aren't they?

Well, Kimberly,

we're not here to discuss my issues.

Besides, your hour's up.

You've got a hero complex,

and it can be very off-putting

for the person you're involved with.

Even make them feel...

claustrophobic.

I think it's time that we cut back on our sessions here.

Why?

Because I'm getting better,

or because you're having problems with Amanda?

Am I the cause?

I talked to the doctors

at the state psychiatric clinic.

They agree that it's time to cut the cord.

Well, maybe they're right.

Maybe the line between patient and doctor

has been crossed.

So I'll think about it.

As long as you promise to get

this damn bracelet off me.

Deal?

Call Amanda back, would you?

Oh, uh, just a sec--

there's something I need to talk to you about.

[line ringing]

DD.

Amanda Woodward, please--uh,

it's Dr. Burns calling.

One moment.

What?

Oh!

It's Michael's birthday, and I'm throwing him

a little surprise party at the beach house tomorrow.

I hope you and Amanda can come.

I'll have to check my calendar.

Miss Woodward is not available.

Uh, leave word we called. Thank you.

She's in a meeting.

Presents are mandatory.

But I already know what you can give him.

Really? Mm-hmm.

I've been going over your partnership agreement,

and I'm very concerned about Michael's profit participation.

Did Mancini put you up to this?

No! I told you-- it's a surprise party.

Now, I really think

he would appreciate an extra 4%.

Not on your life.

Oh...

did you forget?

I have you and Amanda on tape

admitting your total involvement

in Jack Parezi's untimely passing.

Sydney, you could have the missing

18 minutes from the Watergate tapes,

and my answer is still no.

Well! [door closes]

Poo poo to you, too.

Mmm... Mmm...

So, do you still think we'll bring each other

nothing but pleasure and happiness

when we've been married three days?

Well, I'm counting on

the honeymoon lasting at least a week.

Oh...

I love you.

I love this place.

Yeah?

Well, then, it's yours.

Consider it a wedding present.

[laughs] Yeah, right.

[laughs] No, really.

I own it.

I'll have my lawyers draw up the necessary

papers when we get back to L.A.

Actually, spending time with my new husband

and working at DD

are all I care about right now,

so thanks, but no thanks.

Excuse me for interrupting.

I need a few moments of your time.

Alison, I'd like you to meet

the manager of my hotel, Ricardo Lopez.

Oh...

Mrs. Armstrong,

may I say, your husband is a very lucky man.

Oh, thank you.

I was just telling Hayley how much I love this place.

Oh, well, I'm pleased.

If there's anything I can do for you,

please let me know.

Thanks.

I've scheduled a conference call for noon

with that interested party.

Excuse me.

Then you can unschedule it.

But, he needs your answer today!

Haley, don't blow this deal.

It's Mr. Armstrong to you.

And I'm on my honeymoon.

Do you understand me?

Yes, sir. I understand.

I think I've been out in the sun too long.

Thank you.

Is there anyone here who doesn't know that

we went to Hawaii together?

It was just a business trip.

Yeah, right.

Oh, my--

what the hell...

Well!

You both look rested and tanned.

Did you get a lot of work done, too?

What is my darkroom equipment doing in the lobby?

Oh, I took the liberty of packing for you.

You're finished here at Hart/Mancini.

In case you've forgotten,

we're partners. Equal partners.

You can't pink-slip anyone without my approval.

Go ahead and start unpacking, Jo.

I'll help you with the boxes in just a minute.

Look, Jane, I know this is an awkward situation--

Richard, you ran off to a tropical paradise

with one of my best friends.

And I know the three of us

can find a way to continue working together.

Just like Mac and I successfully collaborated

after our divorce.

Well, I'm not Mac.

And I am certainly not gullible.

She can stay,

but I'm not using her on any of my shoots again,

if that's okay with you, Mr. Hart.

We'll discuss it later.

Yeah.

Can I do anything for you?

Yeah.

You can take this key.

It's just a shack,

but it's in the Hills and it's mine for the next six months.

Shelly, I'm not ready to move in with you.

It's just a key, Jake. It's not a commitment.

What brought this on?

Oh, I don't know.

Maybe Jo coming back from Hawaii.

Maybe the fact that all of your friends

blame me for the bust-up with her.

They don't blame you. You just don't know them.

Look, Sydney's throwing Michael

a party tomorrow night.

Everyone's gonna be there--

be my date.

I would love to be your date.

But I don't need to get to know these people

any better than I already do.

They like to hang out here, expect free drinks,

and count on you for a helping hand.

But they're not your friends, Jake.

Matt, hey!

Hey.

Haven't seen you in a while.

Must be hitting the books?

Yeah, well, medical school is keeping me pretty busy.

Well, um, can I get you a drink?

No, actually, I didn't, um...

I didn't come by for a drink.

I was wondering if maybe you had some part-time work for me.

Well, don't take this the wrong way, but, um,

didn't you just win a big settlement with the hospital?

Yeah, and it just about covers my tuition for the next three years.

I still need to pay for my car, and my rent, and--

You know, I'll understand if you say no.

Shelly, you're the bookkeeper.

Can we afford to hire another waiter?

Well, look, I can only work part-time,

but, well, mostly nights, except weekends.

Sure.

Anything for a friend.

Right, Jake?

Thanks.

Thanks. You won't regret it.

I'll be the best waiter you ever had.

Excuse me.

Hi.

Have you seen my husband?

He was supposed to meet me in the bar.

Si, senora.

I saw Mr. Armstrong and Mr. Lopez

walk out by the pool a few minutes ago.

Oh, thank you.

Gracias.

The hotel is in trouble.

Your debt payments are way out of control.

The offer on the table is an insult!

Well, maybe,

but if you sell, you're only out

a couple of million dollars.

I am not selling! That's final.

This is insane. It doesn't make sense.

Look, never, never question me.

Or you'll find yourself working down on the docks

again where I found you.

I was just checking to see if you found Mr. Armstrong.

Yes. Yes, thank you.

Alison?

Oh. [glass breaks]

What's wrong, sweetheart?

Nothing. I'm just clumsy.

Well, don't worry.

Ricardo will clean it up.

Right away.

Look, I've had enough of this place.

It's beginning to irritate me.

Let's go home.

But we just got here.

I didn't say our honeymoon was over.

I just want to get out.

So you go pack our things,

and I'll make the arrangements.

[door opens, closes]

Brooke?

I'm in the bedroom.

Hey. Hey.

I ordered pizza.

It should be here in about 10 minutes.

Yes, yes, I need the number for

the Las Naranjas hotel and resort.

What are you doing?

I'm trying to reach daddy in Mexico.

No. No, it's in Cancun.

Hey. What--Billy!

It took me 10 minutes just to get

an English-speaking operator.

Alison and Hayley are married, okay?

No late-night phone call to their honeymoon hotel

is gonna change that. [scoffs]

Please.

There's a problem with daddy's copy on his campaign.

But, I admit, it's gonna take me a while

to accept Alison as my stepmother.

Oh, how long is a while?

I don't know.

20, 30 years.

You know what?

When they get back,

you're gonna apologize for your behavior.

I don't take orders from you, Campbell.

I'm your wife, not your slave.

Brooke, where do you think you're going?

Where do you think-- hey, get back here.

What? What, Mr. Tough Guy?

I'll tell you what, you're a whiny,

selfish, immature little brat.

Well maybe I'm not the only one upset

about daddy marrying Alison.

Oh, for God's sake.

You're gonna be a mother.

Why don't you start acting like one?

[door slams]

Bobby.

You're looking great.

Working at the Pentagon must agree with you.

It's not much different thank working for my family.

Same madness, different faces.

Yeah, your father's been looking for you.

How's he holding up?

We all knew Jack liked to live dangerously.

I heard he got involved with some woman

who didn't like his bedroom etiquette.

Not just some woman, Bobby.

It's his former wife, Amanda.

Amanda?

Yeah. It was a shock to all of us.

Apparently, she hated him so much,

she faked her own death.

A few weeks later, he found her in L.A.

Look, we'll talk later.

Your father's waiting for you.

I got here soon as I could.

It doesn't matter. I'm just--

I'm happy you're here, Bobby.

How you doing?

Yeah.

I know. I know.

What's wrong?

Well, you can't just walk into the house.

Oh! God!

[laughter]

Daddy! Alison.

Charles said you would be back this morning.

I hope I'm not intruding.

Well, you are.

I'm sorry.

I just--I wanted to apologize.

When you told me that you were getting married,

I didn't handle it very well.

I mean, my husband was once

in love with you, Alison.

And then daddy tells me he's in love with you, and--

What's your point, Brooke?

I know daddy and you will make great grandparents.

I'm really glad to hear you say that.

We both are.

I just have one lingering reservation

about your marriage.

Since Billy and I are about to have our first child,

I don't think that he or she

should have to share an inheritance

with any children that you and Alison might have.

Well, Alison and I aren't planning on having a family,

so you can quit worrying about that.

I've got to make some calls.

Sure.

Oh.

No children. How sad.

Well, if it would help,

I could call you "mom."

[laughter, indistinct chatter]

Excuse me. Pardon me.

You know, it's funny.

You say that you want to talk,

but then you don't return my calls.

I changed my mind.

Later.

Hey, Michael just pulled into the driveway.

Come on.

Okay, everybody-- oh, oh--be quiet.

Shh. Come here.

Hey, Syd, you see all those cars--

all: Surprise!

Oh!

Happy birthday, Michael.

Give a guy a heart attack, why don't ya!

Happy birthday, Michael.

Thanks.

Hey, how are you doing?

Hey, if you guys dance,

maybe everybody else will.

You want to dance?

Yes, I'd love to.

I need a drink.

Good to talk to you.

Hey, Syd.

Hey, I've been wondering--

what kind of food is this?

'60s food.

I thought it'd be kind of fun

to have a theme to the party.

And since you were born in '66...

Mm-hmm.

It's a '60s party.

Did you see the cake?

It has a peace sign on it.

Yeah, that's nice.

Listen, Syd, thanks.

Thanks for all this.

I wasn't sure how you'd react.

Usually you get so mad when I keep things from you.

Yeah, well, just this once, it's okay.

You know, no one's ever thrown me

a surprise party before.

I'm glad I could be the first.

[noisemaker screeches]

[laughs]

Oh, I'm still working on your other presents.

I just have oodles and oodles of plans

on how to improve your life.

Mm.

Forget about them.

You're having a fun time, aren't you?

You know,

Jane is the only person in your apartment complex

that I can actually stand.

You want to know why?

Uh, no, let me guess. Um...

Because, you are not...

a snob.

Wow, I've got to hand it to you, Jane.

Shelly's got very high standards.

You are to be congratulated.

Oh, thank you.

You know...

I have to agree with her.

Our neighbors are snobs!

[laughs]

But I've always liked you, Jake.

You're a good guy.

You're a really, really decent guy.

[laughs]

And so good-looking.

Isn't he good-looking?

Mm-hmm.

I think I need another beer.

Not with what you know.

Hey, Matt, would you excuse us?

No.

I'd love to have a word with the birthday boy.

Sure, I was just going to get some food anyway.

I love this '60s food, really.

It's good.

Yeah?

I don't like your girlfriend

pushing me around, Michael.

What did she do, force you to eat

one of these pigs in a blanket?

No, actually, she tried to blackmail me

into upping your profit participation.

[laughs]

That must be that birthday present she was talking about.

Well, I'm glad you find this so amusing.

No, no. I'm just impressed

by the level to which the woman

will stoop for my benefit.

Well, let me impress this upon you.

Unless you get rid of the damn tape

and stop her scheming,

I will put an end to our partnership.

Happy birthday.

[noisemaker screeches]

You've been avoiding me the whole party.

And, I'd like to keep it that way.

Talk to me.

You know, one minute we're in love and you can't

keep your hands off me, and now--

I don't get it.

It's simple, Peter.

I don't think we should see

so much of each other.

I mean... Jack's dead.

What?

So I've worn out my usefulness?

Is that all I was to you, Amanda?

Just your way out of a dicey situation?

[pager beeping]

Damn it, it's Kimberly.

Who else?

Excuse me.

You've been awfully quiet.

Don't let Brooke get to you.

This isn't about Brooke.

It's about you and your damn secrets.

What secrets?

Alison, what are you talking about?

Your whole business life.

It's a mystery to me.

You're upset, but you won't say why.

You won't talk to me.

I talk to you. Really?

When did we decide we don't want children?

Is that what's got you so upset?

I'm a little upset. Yes.

Alison, I'm sorry.

You're right.

Children are something we should've discussed.

If having children means that much to you, then...

we'll have children.

It's not about having children.

It's about keeping me in the dark.

Hayley, secrets almost destroyed my life once before.

I'm not gonna let that happen again.

So if you can't be honest with me--

I can and I will. I promise you.

I'll let you in on everything.

From now on, we share everything.

No more secrets.

Okay?

Okay.

What the hell is going on, Kimberly?

You page me at a party,

you tell me that you're desperate,

that you need to talk,

and I find you practicing for the Summer Olympics.

Hey, I guess this thing is waterproof.

I could swim to China in it if I wanted to.

Um...

could you hand me my towel, please?

I'm waiting for an explanation.

Um, I had an anxiety attack.

That's why I called you. I mean...

that's what you're always telling me to do.

Then it passed.

This was to ruin my evening with Amanda, wasn't it?

Maybe it was, maybe it wasn't.

I'm warning you, Kimberly.

Leave Amanda and me the hell alone.

Sorry. No can do.

I can't leave you alone

because you have me trapped here like an animal

in this damn bracelet!

That's ridiculous.

Peter, I want to be free.

I have a new job, a new apartment.

I want a new life,

so get this damn bracelet off me.

We have been over this before, Kimberly.

I'm working on it.

I'm warning you.

Until I have my freedom,

you won't have yours.

[Jo] It's like she's a completely different person.

I mean, Jane is turning into this lying,

manipulating, backstabbing egomaniac.

And it's not like her talent supports it.

Have you seen her latest designs?

[laughs] They're so lame.

I mean, at this rate,

she's gonna lose all her friends and her career.

Maybe I should talk to her, you know?

I mean, we used to be close.

Play the "old friends" card.

Oh, hang on a second.

I left my car keys upstairs.

Here.

Be right back.

Okay.

Hi, Jane.

I think we should talk.

I mean, we are old friends.

No, Jo.

We were friends.

My God.

I'm bleeding.

Next time, I'll rip your heart out.

You need help.

Really?

I think I did pretty well on my own.

What the hell happened?

She hit me.

Oh, my God. Jane hit me.

We have to do something about that woman, Richard.

She's getting out of control.

I will, Jo. I promise. Just give me some time.

Hey.

You know what I've been meaning to ask?

What's going on with you and Jo?

I always thought you guys were meant for each other.

Well, you're a hopeless romantic, Matt.

Yeah, maybe but--

What do you know about women, anyway?

Probably more than you do,

because I've been friends with them.

[chuckles] Yeah.

I know Shelly's no Jo.

You know, Shelly happens to be the first woman

in my life who didn't drag me down.

How does Jo drag you down?

Excuse me, uh...

I've got a delivery from Noble Meats.

Kitchen's through the door, to the right.

Well, it's C.O.D. I'm gonna need a check.

$211.46.

You know, my bookkeeper's at the bank,

and she's got me computerized.

I don't know how to cut a check.

Sorry. No check. No order.

Can you wait a few minutes?

[sighs]

I'm pretty good with computers. Maybe I can help.

Yeah, great. Laptop's in the office.

Can you hang on a sec?

[keyboard clicking]

[Matt] Hey, what's your password?

I don't know. Do I have one?

Yeah, and I can't get into the accounting program without it.

Shelly never mentioned anything about one.

I wonder why.

Here you are, ma'am.

Hi.

Hey. I didn't know what you wanted for lunch,

so I hope pasta's okay.

It's great.

So, I heard about your Mike Tyson

impersonation this morning.

What possessed you to hit Jo?

She had it coming.

[laughter]

So, how are the newlyweds?

Well...

I found out Hayley doesn't want to have children.

Of course, if Brooke was my daughter,

it might sour me to parenthood, too.

Wow. This is major.

Hitting Jo is major.

I really think it's time you backed off

and let go of Richard.

No, it's just time for a new plan.

Jane...

I can get Richard back.

I just got to...

figure out a way to get his attention.

How?

The old-fashioned way.

By making him jealous.

I didn't know you were seeing anybody.

I'm not.

The guy's got to be a professional with good income.

Maybe even someone I've been in love with before.

Oh, no, Jane.

Not Michael.

[laughter]

Michael?

Michael, what is all this?

It's just my way of saying thanks again for last night.

Oh.

Let me get that for you.

Why don't you, uh, just relax by the fire?

How sweet.

Isn't it a little warm for a fire?

Oh, really? If it gets too hot,

I can turn up the air conditioning.

Now, there's just one more thing

I have to do to make tonight perfect.

In case you get the urge to blackmail me again--

How did you find that?

Wasn't easy, Syd.

Had to turn the place upside down.

Hiding it in a box of tampons?

[laughs] Not very original, Syd.

Give me that. Say good-bye.

Are you out of your mind?

That thing is worth a fortune.

Hey, I've had it with you and your scheming, Syd.

You've got me watching my back 24 hours a day!

Okay, okay, I understand where you're coming from.

Just don't be angry with me, okay?

How could I not be?

You got a nasty habit, Syd.

If there was a Blackmailer's Anonymous,

you could be the spokesmodel.

So in plain English,

pack my bags and get out, right?

Actually...

I'm sitting flush right now because of you.

And, to be perfectly honest...

I don't mind having you around.

So...

if you promise to behave...

Cross my heart, hope to die, never tell a dirty lie.

Then you can stay.

Kimberly, what do you want?

Um...

I, uh, I came across

some of my old medical notebooks while I was unpacking.

I thought they might be helpful.

Thanks.

I appreciate that.

Always glad to help a neighbor.

You know, if, um, you ever want to talk shop...

you know, actually, um, I have the day off.

So, um, maybe... maybe I could take you to lunch.

Thanks, but, uh, no thanks.

Well, how about a cup of coffee?

Kimberly, you did blow this place up.

And, to be honest with you,

nobody can get past that.

So, um, thanks again for the notes.

[door opens, closes]

Hey. I get off at 5:00.

And I'd love to have dinner with you.

[telephone ringing]

Hello.

Michael, hi.

Listen, I have this birthday present for you.

I wanted to give it to you at the party,

but there were too many people around.

Oh, Jane. I'm touched.

Well, good.

Look, if you're not too busy later,

maybe we can get together.

Dinner's on me?

Sure.

Great. So why don't we meet at

um...how's Anthony's on Melrose?

Oh, I know where it is.

And, Jane...I think it's kind of sweet,

eating where we used to eat when we were married.

Great. 8:00, then.

Okay, bye.

Bye-bye.

So, how'd I do?

Very convincing.

I just hope, for your sake, you know what you're doing.

Hey!

[moans]

Mmm...

Did you think it was that special?

Yeah.

I've got the scratches on my back to prove it.

I was just trying to get that tacky

"I do pools" t-shirt off you.

Now you can put it back on and get out.

Well, let me, at least, buy you dinner.

You reek of chlorine.

I don't want to have pizza with you.

I was just interested in your body.

Hey. I'm not just a dumb jock.

I had a whole year of college.

Really? Well, then I'm sure

you can find your way out.

Brings back memories, doesn't it?

Yeah.

Bad memories.

You, me, and no money.

Well, that's not the case tonight.

You can order anything on the menu.

Oh. Got something for you.

Happy birthday, Michael.

Jane, you really shouldn't have.

But since I was the best time you ever had...

Wow.

My Alpha Alpha Epsilon pin.

I intended to give it back after the divorce,

but, um... I was pretty angry.

Not that the pin has much intrinsic value.

Well, maybe not to you.

Hi. Your table's ready.

If you'll follow me.

Mm-hmm.

Thank you. Thanks.

Hey, Jane. Ahem.

Remember when I gave this to you?

Yeah. It was our third date.

Mm-hmm.

And you jumped right in the sack with me.

I thought you gave me that pin

because you were falling in love with me.

Oh, I was.

But I also wanted to get laid.

[laughs] Oh, God.

Hey, Jane. You got to admit,

it was a hell of a night.

Sometimes you don't appreciate something until it's gone.

This is nice, Michael.

Really nice.

Yeah.

Amanda.

I think we need to talk.

Oh, gosh. Look at the time.

I really should be going.

I know that my relationship with Kimberly upsets you,

that's why I've cut back on our sessions.

It doesn't upset me.

I also had the court remove her sensor bracelet

which means we'll have more time to spend with each other.

Oh.

Amanda.

Amanda!

Did you just hear what I said?

I don't want to spend more time with you.

In fact, I think we should end this relationship now

and part as friends. Hey--

What the hell is this all about?

Amanda, I love you.

I've never felt this way about anyone.

I've never tried this hard with anyone.

Now, I know that I've made

some mistakes with you in the past.

That's putting it mildly.

Peter, I appreciate everything you've done

for me in the past few weeks--

Well, I don't want your appreciation.

Don't push me away.

It's over, Peter.

Who hurt you so badly? Hmm?

Who made you so afraid of love?

Who was it? Was it Jack?

No, I never said I loved you.

I never said we had a future.

You can't love any man, can you?

No. I can't love you.

You're carrying around some heavy baggage, lady.

And until you're willing to admit it,

and work through it,

you're right, we won't have a future together.

You won't have a future with anyone.

So, I'll save you the trouble of pushing me away.

I'm walking away.

Your mother wanted me to name you Vincenzo Jr.

But I said no.

I want my son named after royalty...

after a Kennedy...

after Bobby Kennedy...

Who stood up to that cocktail-dressing,

Nazi director of the FBI...

and got rid of most of your enemies.

You listen good, kid.

[glasses clink]

You always have.

Mm, except for that one time

that you told me not to join the Navy.

[laughter]

Yeah, well, who knew you were gonna win

the Gulf War single-handed. Yeah.

Mr. Big Shot Navy pilot.

It's good you want to serve your country.

But you got other responsibilities now.

Ain't that right, Nicholas?

Yes, sir. But bobby already knows that.

Hey, look.

If you need me to stick around for a few days--

Nobody murders my son and gets away with it.

But it was an accident.

No.

That's the story we gave the papers, Bobby.

Amanda pushed Jack over a railing.

She had some doctor friends of hers cover it up.

She goes by the name of Woodward these days.

This photo, it's about a week old.

I want you to see she's taken care of.

Aw, no. Come on, dad.

Kill her, Bobby. Kill her for your brother, Jack.

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