06x11 - Everybody Comes to Kyle's

[bunniefuu]

I noticed a bottle of tranquilizers
in your purse tonight.

Just what the hell were you doing
snooping through my purse?

I was concerned that
you might have a problem.

Well, it's not a problem. It's
just a leftover prescription.

The bottle's dated last week.

Cooper's the prescribing doctor.

So, I called him.

You talked to Cooper
about me behind my back?

He said that you're
drug-dependent.

That's a lie! Is it?

You know what, I was wrong,
I do have a problem.

It's that I trusted you.

And I thought you trusted me.

I'm sorry I didn't
talk to you first...

Yeah, well,
sorry doesn't cut it.

The last thing I need is another
doctor controlling my life.

You know what, I make my own decisions.
Thank you very much.

I just want you
to get off of this stuff.

Hey, you have your Scotch,
I'm allowed my pills.

The difference is
I don't need my Scotch.

I don't need the pills either,

and I don't need any more
of this conversation.

Lexi... You know what,
I'm going to bed.

Alone.

And in the future, you'll
kindly stay out of my purse

and my business!

Taylor: Kyle, wait a second.
Wait. Don't go.

Kyle, come back.

Look, look, come on.

We should never have done it.
I was drunk.

Well, you weren't that drunk.

Come on, Taylor, this is embarrassing.
All right?

Come on.

I just... I don't want
anybody to know about this.

Well, no problem.
I won't tell anyone.

It'll be our little secret.

Kyle, come on.

Come on, baby, make love
to me just one more time.

It wasn't love, Taylor.

I know, but it was a start.

And if we can just
find our way back

to that place
we used to have, Kyle,

I know I could
make you happy again.

Forget it.
This is more important.

What is it?

Kyle, it's Amanda.

I can't sleep.

And how does that concern me?

Would you stop being angry long
enough to listen to reason?

Reason? Well, I, I'm sure

what you did was a reasonable
business decision.

I did not sleep with Eric.
Why can't you believe me?

I've never lied to you.

No, you never stopped
lying to me!

You never stopped lying to me,

just like you never stopped using
your body to get what you want.

You know what?
You use your body,

and you use people.
Amanda, you are a user.

We're all users.

I'm coming over there right now.

We have to be rational
about this.

We have to talk like adults...

Get out.

Get out!

Ah, I should've known
you were up there.

Call me crazy,
but I really don't think

he wants to see you right now.

You're in my way.

Look at the luggage
under your eyes.

Oh, Amanda, you really
should get some more sleep.

Thanks for your concern.
Now, if you'll excuse me.

By the way, tomorrow the restaurant
and the club are reopening,

and we're having
a little celebration.

Did Kyle mention it?

I guess it slipped his mind.

Well, we've been up all
night getting ready for it.

But just because he didn't invite
you to the party tomorrow night,

doesn't mean he doesn't
want you there necessarily.

I'll make sure to
ask him about it.

Trust me, you really shouldn't
go up there right now.

We kind of made
a mess, I'm afraid.

But I do hope you come to
the party tomorrow night.

After all, saving the building,
it's really your triumph

more than anyone's, isn't it?

More than yours, you
pathetic little parasite.

♪ When the world melts away ♪

♪ And thoughts come past of
yesterday ♪

♪ And all the times
you still have time for ♪

♪ Shades of gray
may compromise ♪

♪ The things that shifted
black and white ♪

♪ But lately that's
not a problem anymore ♪

♪ You've got to pay less
notice to the things ♪

♪ That cloud your focus ♪

♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey hey, hey ♪

♪ Don't believe what I say ♪

♪ See for yourself ♪

♪ Every single day ♪

♪ When your hope wears thin ♪

♪ Grow a thicker skin ♪

♪ Don't apologize for anything ♪

♪ 'Cause you can't... ♪
♪

Sleep all right?

The spare bed was a little hard.

I didn't have
a great night either.

Maybe
you should've taken a pill.

I'm sorry I went
through your purse,

and for discussing
your case with Coop.

Okay, you're sorry.

I thought that
you had a problem.

I thought that you needed help.

You don't help someone
by prying like that.

All right, I won't pry.

But I want you to promise me

you won't go to Coop anymore.

Not for medicine.
Not for anything.

From now on, you come to me.

Deal?

Okay.

You're my man now.

Not to mention, my doctor.

And I was thinking about
adding employer to the list.

You want to work in the office?

Trust me, it's a job
that you don't want.

The last two
ex-receptionists are dead,

and the third one
just got out of a coma.

And all three were
married to Michael.

It's a high-risk proposition
any way you look at it.

Actually, I had
something else in mind.

Remember, we were talking about
redecorating your condo?

Well, I do have
a degree in design,

I need something to sort of jumpstart me
out of this slump that Coop's put me in.

So, I was kind of thinking...

Oh, great.

Mi condo es su condo.

Really? You mean it?

Absolutely. I mean,
I know you have good taste.

Look who you've chosen
to adorn your bed.

Oh, no, you don't.
Back in bed, honey.

Wait, I was just gonna
take a shower.

Well, no. You're in
no condition.

You stay right where you are.

I'll give you a sponge
bath after breakfast, hmm?

Aren't you being a little
bit over protective?

No, I am not!

You just came out
of a coma, for God sakes,

I don't want you
slipping back in.

Could that happen?

You never know
with these things.

But you can rest assured I'm
gonna monitor you very closely.

Michael, you've been so wonderful,
I don't know what to say.

Well, don't say a word.

Just work on getting
your strength back.

And follow doctor's
orders, that's me.

Now, while I get breakfast,

I want you to visualize staying
in bed for a few months,

and feeling good about it.

Hello, Michael.
I'd like to see Megan.

Well, you can't. She's very weak

and recuperating very slowly.

You know what? That's bull!

She made one of the quickest
recoveries I've ever seen.

And you know what, I'm the
one who ought to know.

But then again, I suppose you
forgot to tell her that it was me

who sat with her coaxing
her back to the living,

while you were
too busy to bother.

Yeah, too busy tossing
you out of her room!

Look, I told her everything
she needs to know.

Beyond that, it's none of
your damn business.

I'm gonna see her.

I already told you, no visitors.

I'm hardly a visitor.

Well, if you're not a visitor,
and you're not her doctor,

and you're not her husband, you
must've showed up at the wrong house.

All right, you know what,

I'm not gonna cause a scene and upset
Megan just to teach you a lesson.

But you haven't heard
the last from me, Mancini.

Amanda? Hi.

We met at the wedding. I'm
Connie, Sam's college roommate.

Right. Hi.
Sam's not here right now.

I know, she went to
Hawaii with your top g*n.

But the cavalry has arrived.

Oh, thank God. I was afraid
she forgot about these.

And the client needs them for a big
meeting in Seattle in three days.

Oh, she wouldn't forget
anything that important.

Something looks
different though.

I did touch them up a little.

They're good.

Well, it's nothing Sam
wouldn't have done herself,

if she had the time.

So, you're just in town
for a few days?

I thought I might
stick around for a while.

Maybe look for some work.

Well, you know, Sam really left at
the wrong time. We're swamped here.

What would you say
to a temp job?

Oh, I don't know
if that's such a good idea.

I mean, Sam leaves for one
day, and I just step in.

It's only temporary.

Besides I have to hire
someone to run copies.

Copying is what I do best.

Okay, here we are.
Serenity suite.

You call this a suite?

Uh, maybe you should check the
brochure a little closer next time.

Yeah, see it was a package deal.

Well, uh, this is

the deluxe package.

There is the
expansive sitting room.

There is the elegant patio.

And this is our
luxurious queen-size bed,

handmade by native craftsmen.

Mmm. Thanks. I think
everything will suit us fine.

Extra fine, I guarantee it.

Oh, and I'd be happy to give you
a tour of all of our activities

which include tide pooling, sand
castle classes, and bar bingo.

Okay, I think we'll just take our
chances here in the room for a while.

My name is Ray and if you
need anything at all...

Okay, Ray. Just b*at it.

Mmm.

I think there's only one activity
that interests me right now.

Michael, I have to say I'm amazed
at how caring you've become.

Well, it's a side of myself
I don't show to everyone.

Or anyone, for that matter.

Yeah, well, I'm glad
you've shown me.

Well, now, look,
you get some rest.

I'm gonna go sleep on the couch.

But I've left this little
bell by your bedside,

so if you need anything,
you ring it.

If you need
anything at all. Okay?

Michael, wait.

You know, I've gotten, sort of,
used to you being by my bedside

night after night, I...
I kind of count on it now.

I've been happy to do it.

The thing is, there's a comfortable
couch in the next room,

and I have to sleep somewhere
else beside the bedside chair.

Hey, comas can be very demanding
on caregivers, too, you know.

Mmm. Good night.

Michael, there's a comfortable
bed right here in this room.

I mean, you could sleep here.
You could sleep with me.

Megan.

I don't want to get you
over excited,

but if you think, you
know, physical intimacy

will help in your rehab, then...

Oh. No, no, no. I'm not taking
about having sex with you.

Yet.

Oh, no. Of course not.
I didn't mean that.

See, what I was saying
was that...

I just, I just wanna be
close to you tonight.

I just want you to hold me.

Sure.

I would like a refill.

I think you've had enough, boss.

You know what,
I think you're right.

I've had just about enough of
everything, but I would like a refill.

So, what will it be?

Bourbon and water.

Can you believe this? A memo to
the entire surgical department

endorsing the cauterizing glove.

And Michael is getting
all the credit.

Why shouldn't he?
It's his invention after all.

Oh, yeah. He's a
regular Thomas Edison.

I just hope there's no conflict of
interest because he's chief of staff,

that's all we need,
is some yahoo with a grudge

dragging us under on some
legal technicality.

Haven't seen you around
much lately.

I've been busy.

So I hear.

I don't know what
you think you mean.

But I'm getting tired of every
idiot in this town assuming...

Uh, excuse me, can I have
your attention, please?

Thank you, ladies and gentlemen.

I would like to take
this opportunity

to welcome you here tonight

to help us celebrate
our reopening.

But, but first,

first, I think that special thanks
are warranted to Amanda Woodward,

a woman whose tireless efforts
made this event possible,

and when I say tireless,
I mean, there were nights

that she worked all night long.

Right, Amanda?

Whatever it took, no penthouse too
high, no sink pit too low, nothing.

Nothing kept her from throwing
herself into her work,

heart in hand, so...

let's hear it for
Amanda Woodward,

the queen of give and take.

And put out and take some more.

We're open tonight because...

because her motto is,
"Always open."

Drive safely!

Enjoy the evening.

Mmm, hey, you...

Almost like the old days,
isn't it?

No, it's different. You really
saved my life this time.

Hey, no, you're the one who took
the Kn*fe in the belly for me.

Well, I guess
we're made for each other.

Megan.

Hmm?

You don't know what it means
to me to hear you say that.

Mmm.

Oh, man, I've acted so badly,

I've disrespected you.
I've been a hound.

But you never gave up.

You never lost faith in
that good guy inside me.

You know what? I swear I'm
gonna stick by you in this.

I'm gonna see you through this.

I'm gonna do whatever it takes

to get you well,
no matter how long.

No matter how very, very long.

You have to stay here.

Oh, Michael.

Mmm. Mmm.

Hello.

Hey, sweetie,
how's it going back there?

Mrs. Campbell.

Well, it must be one hell
of a lousy honeymoon

if the best thing you have
to do is call this dump.

Oh, nice talk.

I was just calling
and checking in

and seeing if everything
was all right.

Mmm, I'm better than that.

As a matter of fact, I got
a temp job at your agency.

You're kidding. Hmm-mmm.

Man, what a fabulous
place to work.

Ah, you're so lucky.

You've got a great job,
great life,

Billy.

Ah, he's all right
if you like his type.

Hi, Connie.

Bye, Connie.
Sorry, we got to go!

Hmm, her master's voice.

Well, go on, back to your beast.

I'll try not to burn
anything down back here.

All right. Thanks, hon. I'll talk
to you when we get home. Bye.

Bye.

What's wrong?

Oh, nothing.

She's not gonna be, you know,

still hanging out at our place
when we get back, is she?

Well, not for too long, anyway.

But she doesn't know
where she's gonna live,

and her relationship with
Charlie is on the rocks.

Her life is a mess.

Honey, you gotta
stop doing this.

You know, you keep putting yourself
out for these wounded strays,

and then they
bite you in the hand.

Connie doesn't bite,
she just salivates.

You mean, like I do
whenever I see you.

Mmm, so sweet.

Not at all.

Hey, Kyle.

We've got some extra
steamed clams downstairs,

I could serve them
up here as freebies.

No, you've got to watch out for
the woman who gives it away free,

you never know
what she really wants.

Well, I want you, baby,
there's no surprise there.

You've got to watch out for the woman
who knows what she really wants,

she'll take it from you and leave
you bleeding on the floor.

That sounds like Amanda's M.O.

You know, Kyle,
you deserve better than that.

That would be what? You?

Oh, damn straight, it would be.

What was that all about?

True romance.

Right. It reminds me
of the old days.

You and Taylor had a fight,
you'd come howling at my door.

Only this time,
Amanda b*rned you.

So you're using Taylor
to feel good.

Yeah, and I feel...

just great.

Good evening, gentlemen.
Or boys, as the case may be.

Actually, we're businessmen

having an emergency meeting
in a jazz club because

one of our partners refuses
to give up her dynamic career

as a barmaid.

Bartender! Whatever!

The point is,
the Mancini Glove Company

was showing
a % growth in profits

until you and Craig
stopped being a couple.

And this is my fault?

Okay. I'm not here to lay blame.

I'm merely pointing out that a new
company is a fragile organism.

It's very delicate.

It's like, well,
it's like a snowflake.

And my little snowflake
is turning into slush

because you two idiots are
pouting like high school kids.

She's acting like a juvenile.

Oh, yeah. Sleeping with
a stewardess was so mature?

She was an assistant
hotel manager.

Enough!

Now, as Chief Medical
Officer of this company,

I order you two
to have dinner together.

Patch this mess up
and make it work.

Why bother?

Hello, are you sure
you're my little sister?

Why bother is so
we can all get rich.

That's why.

Hey.

Oh, Peter, I'm so glad
you're finally home.

I've got a million
things to show you.

Now, I had the wall and the
carpet people here today,

and I want you to look at these
swatches and tell me what you think.

It doesn't really matter what I
think, I'm just the client here, kid.

Oh, I love it when
you talk up to me,

it makes me feel like
a corporation.

You never know,
if this works out,

you know, you can use
the condo as a showcase.

Start a little business,
make a little money.

I've got all the money I need.

This isn't about money, this
is about all that other stuff.

Oh. Like, work, and love, and...

And wine. Why don't
you get us a glass?

I'll go freshen up.

You want red or white?

Peter, the charge nurse
just told me

you were covering Dr. Shulman's
patients for a couple of weeks.

How's Megan doing?

It's her CAT scan right here.
She's doing fine.

If she's not back to normal
activities by now, she should be.

You know what, you can't
tell anyone that, okay?

Especially Megan.

What are you up to now?

Well, I just think
we should move slowly here,

you know, not push it too fast.

So, you can
turn her into an invalid.

All right, all right, I'm trying
to salvage our relationship.

I don't need you getting
all judgmental on me.

I'll tell you what I'll do.

I'll downplay
Megan's improvement,

tell her she has to be cautious,

but I need you to do me a favor.

And what would that be?

Lexi's a professional
decorator now.

I'd like you to let her do the interior
design in your new glove offices.

No, forget it. We don't have the extra
money to spend on frills like that.

What if she donated
her services for free,

in exchange for
using it as a showcase?

Free? Done.

And I'd also appreciate
that you not mention

that I asked you for the favor.

You must've really
fallen for this woman

if you're going around
being her manager now.

Tell you what, Michael,
at my age,

I don't know, I look around, I see what
I have to show for all of my troubles.

I have a nice condo, stock
portfolio, broken marriages.

I don't know, maybe I haven't
worked hard enough at it before,

I just don't wanna screw this one up
like I did my other relationships.

Who? Amanda and Taylor? Don't b*at
yourself up over those nutcases.

Nobody can make
it work with them.

Amanda was addicted
to work, Taylor...

Was addicted to me.

Oh, what the hell. Maybe you
attract addictive personalities.

You're the enabler.
You play along.

But hey, my little sister could've
told you this from reading Cosmo.

Dr. Owens, .

These are terrific. When did
you find the time to do them?

I stayed up last night.

Just fleshing out
Sam's work mostly.

Well, they're right on the money
for the Seattle meetings.

If only I had the time to go,
everything would be just fine.

Mmm. Pretty busy, huh?

Yeah, computer glitches,

nervous clients,
executive turf wars...

I mean, I don't need a -hour
week, I need a -hour day.

Why don't you let
Billy go to Seattle?

Well, that's a thought,
but the last I looked,

he was still
gallivanting in Hawaii.

He's back tomorrow.

You could have him just stop
there on the way back home.

No. I need him here right away.

I could send Sam though.

Really? You think so?

Well, she knows the artwork,

she has a clear vision
of the product,

and everyone at the client's
office is hip and under .

I'm sure they'll relate to her.

She might be just perfect.

Well, give the girl the news.
Call her right now.

I think I'll call her right now.

I wish I had a friend like you.

Amanda, they told me
you were in a conference,

and I didn't wanna walk in
on anything too personal.

I don't have time for recreational
insults right now, Taylor.

Oh, actually,
this is a good deed.

Kyle's finding it really hard
being your partner any more.

You might have picked up on that

during his little speech
the other night.

So, he'd like you to sell
your half of the club.

Oh, it sounds like
pure Taylor bull to me.

I'll believe it
when I hear it from Kyle.

Oh, well, believe it.

He can't even look at you let alone
talk to you after what you've done.

Goodbye, Taylor.

The thing is, Kyle and I kind of
have a long history together,

enduring, you might say.

So, that's the other
reason why I'm here.

I wanna buy
your half of the club.

It'll be a cold day in hell before
I give anything of mine to you.

But, Amanda,
you've already given me Kyle.

No, no, he just
called me out of the blue.

He said that you mentioned
to him I was a designer.

And so he asked me to come
down to the glove offices

and he just gave me the job.

Oh, that's terrific. Yeah.

But because they're
a new company,

they don't have
any money to pay me,

but I told them
I'd work for free.

Good, smart.

So, Lexi, there's something
I wanna talk to you about.

And that's
very important, I'm sure,

I just have one more piece of really
great news to tell you first.

What's that?
Okay, close your eyes.

Lexi... No, no, no, no. Please.
Close your eyes.

Okay. Okay.

Now, I'm going to turn you around.
Okay, there, now.

Open sesame.

Well?

What?

It's going to be my
new interior design shop.

Yeah.

The lease is up next month
and they promised to tell me

just as soon as
the place was ready.

Oh, Peter, I'm so happy.

My life is on track.
This is just what I needed,

and it was all
because of you. You.

Now. Okay, what was it
you wanted to tell me?

Pales in comparison
to your news.

Mmm.

I'll get Bobby on it
right away, boss.

Great.

Nice to see you
down here for a change.

Just ordering some
desserts for upstairs.

Well, speaking of upstairs,

Amanda told me
she wants to sell out.

But the problem is she doesn't
know how to tell you.

Yeah, well, there are
a lot of things that

she doesn't know how to tell
me, but that's old news.

Well, the new news is that the
restaurant's doing so well

that I have the money to buy
out her share of the club.

What makes you think that
I want you for a partner?

Because it would be
good business, that's why.

So, I think you should tell her to
sell, and then we'll all be happy.

Sure. Why not?

Yay!

Okay, I saw someone else, you saw
someone else, that seems fair to me.

I don't want fair, Craig,
I want caring.

You can't just make up the
rules as you go along.

You don't get to be the king.

Fine. Who would you
like me to be?

Okay, uh, I want you
to be a lover,

a partner, a friend.

You know, it always comes down to
marriage for a woman, doesn't it?

I don't want a ring,
I don't need the paper.

Then what?

A commitment, all right?

I mean, is that
such a horrible thing?

A full-on, eight-cylinder
commitment.

It's a deal breaker.

Why?

Look, the last time that I
loved someone all the way,

she was ripped out of my life.

I can't afford to let myself
go through that again.

Not even a possibility.

We all lose things
we love, Craig.

And we just have to
keep starting over.

That's what life is all about.

I'm sorry.

Craig, you have to keep caring.

You have to stay open or you'll
wither up and die inside.

If I lost someone that I loved
again, it would k*ll me.

So, what's the difference?

What if you loved
and you didn't lose?

What if love wasn't a sport?

What if it was just a beautiful
thing that you got to feel inside?

Just as long as you asked nicely

and you didn't hurt someone.

I don't know, maybe some day.

All right, big sh*t.

You didn't like my deal,

so, make me a counter offer.

Why don't we just sleep
together when we are lonely,

and try not to hurt each other?

I'll take it.

For now.

Coop. Hi.

You scared me. Michael's...
Michael's not here.

I know, he's at the hospital.

You're the one I wanted to see.

Oh. I'm thrilled.

Don't get me wrong. I've just been,
sort of, housebound these days.

You don't have to be, you know.

What do you mean?

Megan, Michael's been exaggerating your
weakness to keep you under his thumb.

No, Michael wouldn't do that.
He loves me.

Look how he sat by my bedside
when I was in a coma.

That was me, Megan.

I whispered to you.

I held your hand.

I pulled you back.

Uh... No.

No, Michael would not have lied
to me about something like that.

No?

Why don't you ask him what music
he played for you in the hospital?

Because I can tell you.

I picked those CDs because
they were your favorites.

Joni Mitchell,

and the Pachelbel Canon in "D."

I thought I dreamed that music.

Hey, what the hell
are you doing here?

I just came by to make sure
Megan's feeling better.

Well, she was, until you
showed up to stress her out.

Call me if you need anything.

Yeah, she needs you
to get out of her hair!

You can't shut out
the truth, Michael.

Michael, he says
he's the one that

pulled me through, not you.

Oh, yeah. Well, he tried to
keep me from seeing you,

until I got him
thrown off the case.

Megan, that man
has a screw loose.

I mean, he's got this
fixation about coma patients,

first Kimberly and now you.
But don't you worry,

I'm gonna make sure he
doesn't mess with your mind.

You're my wife and I love you.

And I don't want anything
to come between us.

Michael, did you do little things
for me when I was unconscious,

like comb my hair or play music?

Yeah, sure.
I did all that kind of stuff.

And what kind of music
did you play?

I don't know. Little of
this, little of that.

Do you know what
my favorite music is?

Mmm, not yet, sweetheart.

But I'll make it
my business to find out.

Come here.

So, I hear you want out
of the jazz club?

I don't care much either way.

Fine. Let's just make it
easy on each other.

Why don't you
sell your interest?

Is that what you want?

Oh, yeah. I mean, you were never that
much into the club anyway, right.

Just using it
to hide your money.

Well, you don't need to
hide your money anymore.

Well, I guess the less we see
of each other the better.

I agree completely, and since Taylor
is willing to buy your share,

it makes it much simpler.

You can do what you want
with Taylor, you usually do.

I'm not interested
in selling my share though.

You can have it, for free.

No, don't do me any favors.

I wouldn't dream of it.

I don't want anything to do with your
ventures, much less profit from them.

Signing it over on a piece of
junk mail seems appropriate,

don't you think?

Billy: So, you're gonna call me
from Seattle tonight, right?

Samantha: Yes. What time
are you gonna be in?

Late.

Oh, honeymoon's over.

Not by a long sh*t. What
are you talking about?

I'm gonna miss you.

No, you're not. You'll be
all full of your meetings.

That's me.

Kicking people off the corporate
ladder left and right.

If I don't watch out,
you're gonna be

more successful
than me by Thursday.

I already married
better than you. Bye.

Bye. I love you.

Michael: Gold leaf
on the molding?

Do you know that is
in out-of-pocket costs?

Michael, we need some style.

We need to create an image here.

We need to spend money
to make money.

Oh, yeah? Well,
where I come from

you spend money to spend money.

Okay, well, there's some very nice
gold paint that wouldn't cost as much.

Paint looks like paint.
I think Craig's right.

Oh, I'm so glad
you two are cozy again,

so we could all room
together at the poorhouse.

All these design decisions
can be so taxing.

But then again, it's a little like arranging
deck chairs on the Titanic at this point.

Uh-huh. What are you
talking about?

Consider yourself served.

I'm suing the Mancini
Glove Company.

For what?

For stealing my idea.

And you're going down for it.

This is ridicul... This is ridiculous.
I didn't steal a thing.

Yeah, you just had the idea
yourself after I told you about it.

Michael, is that true?

No, it's not true. It's a scam.

Because if this is a crooked
investment scheme...

Hey, my brother may be
slimy, but he's no crook.

Thanks, that's very supportive.

Look, I'm trying
to get a job done here.

You're timing couldn't be worse.

Yeah, you're breaking my heart.

You bastard.
Don't believe a word he says.

I'm glad someone
has faith in me.

Oh, I have faith, Michael.

In the court system.

See you there.

Oh. When did you get home?

Uh, just now. Yeah.

Sorry, didn't mean to scare you.

That's okay.

Um, where's Sam?

She actually had a business
meeting up in Seattle,

she's not gonna be back
for a couple of days.

Great. I mean,
great opportunity.

Well, welcome home to you then.

I'm gonna take a shower,
hit the hay,

been traveling all day.

Sure.

Oh, do you want some dinner?

Hello.

Connie, how's it going?

Mrs. Campbell, I presume.

Hey, girl, I hear you're a
young, rising executive.

Oh, man, I am so exhausted.

I've been in meetings all day.

Yeah? So, what, do you get to
have affairs with your secretary?

You're gonna keep Billy barefoot
and pregnant in the kitchen?

Barefoot and bare ass,
whenever I can.

So, is he there yet?

Why? Are you worried he's
tomcatting around already?

Uh, no, that's not Billy.

Um, well, given the opportunity,

that's every Billy
I've ever known.

Connie, you're gonna find
the right guy someday.

Just like I did, I promise.

So, is my guy home yet?

No, not yet.

Oh. All right. Well,
I'm sure he'll be home soon.

Just tell him
to call me tomorrow.

I'll make sure
he gets the message.

Okay, great. I'm too tired
to talk now, anyway.

I'll see you when I get back.

I'll be here.

Right here.

Michael, I made Craig sink every
penny he had into our company.

It's the foundation
of our relationship.

And good evening to you, too.

Can the small talk.

Now, if Coop wins
this suit, it's over.

So, I gotta know, Michael,

did you or did you not steal his
idea for a cauterizing glove?

Jennifer,

I'm absolutely, % not guilty.

There is a touch of larceny
in our gene pool, you know.

If you're referring to dad,
I'll have you know

that kind of thing
skips a generation.

I'm referring to Gramps.

Jennifer, you are family,

I would never, ever
lie to you. In fact...

it troubles me
that you'd even consider it.

Let's not get
carried away, shall we?

Carried away because my sister's
thinking of bailing on me?

I'm sorry,
I've got to get some air.

Hey, should you be up?

Yeah, I can manage on my own.

Listen, I wanna ask you
something, um...

did Coop play music for me
when I was in the hospital?

Yeah, he asked me to bring
over your favorite CDs.

He said that he wanted to play
them for you in your coma.

He said that music goes
deep into the psyche,

it has true healing effects.

He was actually very poetic
about it, for a doctor.

Peter: Hello.

Peter, uh, it's Megan.

Megan, are you all right?

Yeah, I'm fine. Look, I'm
sorry to bother you,

but you're one of the few
people that would know.

Did anyone keep a vigil over
me when I was in the hospital?

Uh, well, I would say Coop was
watching you pretty closely.

And what about Michael?

Well, I'm sure
Michael was there, too,

but you know,
he's been very busy

with his Chief of Staff
responsibilities.

And what about
my condition right now?

Is, is it as fragile
as Michael suggests?

Megan, you're a healthy,
young woman,

you ought to be getting up
and around by now. So...

Well, if I were you
I would probably take.

Michael's warning with
a large grain of salt.

Thank you, Peter. Bye.

What?

Take me back
to our apartment, will you?

Sure.

What about Michael?

I don't know any Michael.

I don't think I ever knew him.

Lexi: Yeah, I understand.

It's over. It's done.

What is it? What's the matter?

Well, that was Craig.

And the design of the glove
office has been put on hold,

pending litigation.

Oh, I heard about the
lawsuit at the hospital...

Isn't it ironic

how Coop's destroying
my life all over again?

What, does he have
a vendetta against me?

I don't really think that he's
really after you in this case.

It's a minor setback.
You'll find another...

Oh.

Lexi, Lexi, you're an addict.
You need help.

That's pretty, calling me names,
that's really gonna help!

Lexi, please, stop!

Come here. Come here.

Look at yourself.

Look at yourself.

Lexi...

Lexi! Get away from me!

You don't know me. You
don't even care who I am!

I do care. I love you.
I wanna help.

Well, you're just another
power-tripping doctor.

This isn't you!
This is the dr*gs talking!

This is me!
Don't you wish it weren't?

Lexi!

Lexi, listen, would you
just listen to me, please?

I don't want you...

Lexi!

I want you to pull the car over.

You just hate it that you
can't control me, don't you?

This has nothing
to do with control!

I just want you to
pull the car over. Please.

Yeah, that's why your marriage
hit the rocks, isn't it?

'Cause you're always right there

trying to control
her every move, huh?

You're like a dog with a bone,

you just won't let go.

Not when someone
that I love is in trouble.

What was that?

What was what?

It sounded like we hit something.
Stop the car!

What are you talking about?

Stop the car!

What is it? What do you see?

Oh. Hold me.

Why don't you go on inside?

I'll park the car in the garage.

I'll be right in.

Blood.