07x06 - Buona Sera, Mr. Campbell: Part 1

[bunniefuu]

Amanda?

Thought you were
going to wait up.

Amanda.

You know what time it is?

Yeah, it's : a.m. and
my wife's not home yet.

You know anything
about that, Burns?

What do you think, I
stashed her in the bedroom?

Who don't you trust
here... Me or Amanda?

Just answer the question.

You see her after
she left the club?

No.

I'll call E.R. at
Wilshire Memorial

in case she was in an accident.

Try her cell phone; she's
always got that with her.

There's a second
line in the kitchen.

(dialing)

(line ringing)

(phone ringing)

I think it's mine.

It's hers.

Dumb move, lady.

Yeah, this is Dr. Peter Burns.

I'm looking for a
new E.R. admission...

Female accident victim.

Where are you going?

I don't have time for
you to play doctor.

Amanda is not
answering her cell phone.

Something is seriously wrong.

Then can't we put
all our BS aside

and work together to find her?

Last person I need help
from is Amanda's lovesick ex.

(Amanda grunting)

What are you doing, why are
you showing me your faces?

You can memorize
my face for all I care.

Just drop the bitch act.

Ground rules: if
you behave yourself

and you don't get on this guy's
nerves, the worst that'll happen

is you'll be in the
hole for a cell phone.

- Otherwise you got trouble.
- No, you've got trouble.

Kidnapping is a federal offense.

Nobody gets hurt
unless you blow it,

so keep your trap shut
and don't get creative.

(locks door)

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

("Killin' Me" by
Rich Harper playing)

♪ When you walk into a room ♪

♪ All I ever see is you ♪

♪ And when you're
walkin' through a crowd ♪

♪ All I ever see is you ♪

♪ When will you... ♪

Come on, Amanda.

♪ See me as I'm seeing you? ♪

Oh, man.

♪ Don't you know ♪

♪ How you're killin' me? ♪

Oh, my God, that's Amanda's car.

Oh, no.

(dialing)

WOMAN (over
phone): operator.

(gulls squawking)

MICHAEL: Listen,

while I'm at work, I don't want

the two of you
getting any chummier.

Bye-bye.

Try and have a good day, honey.

No more of this bonding
crap, a-are we clear?

All right, well, I'm gonna go
take a shower while you eat.

Oh, no, will you just sit
with me for a second?

I hate to eat alone and...

Of course there
is the baby, but...

- Okay, just for a minute.
- Just for a minute.

Have you thought any
more about my offer?

Your offer?

No, I didn't even
take it seriously.

I thought you
were just hormonal.

Why, 'cause I want a
good mother for my baby?

Listen, I think together you
and Michael can give him

what I never can alone.

How do you know
that until you try?

Because I know myself.

Look, I'm not the most
unselfish person in the world,

and people have told me that
I can be a little self-centered

and on occasion
a little vindictive,

and these are not Mother
of the Year traits, Jane.

Well, they say that
motherhood changes a person.

- (Taylor sighs)
- Besides,

Michael and I have barely
gotten to know each other again.

Yeah, but you
have all that history.

I mean, if you ask me, the
reason why he's bombed

out of every relationship
since you guys split up

is because you're

his one true love and you've
ruined him for everybody else.

Stop selling.

Listen, you're smart,

you have a career,
you have a great heart.

You're perfect mother
material and you love kids

and you'd be the best thing
that ever happened to my baby.

You love kids, right?

Yes, I love children

and, yes, I want a family.

Okay, I'm not selling, but

does that mean yes?

Yes, I'll talk to Michael,

but that's all I'm promising.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Oh, you're back.
Did you miss me?

Our fax worked like a charm.

Jennifer was miserable
and Billy is in the doghouse.

It's your fax and your plan.

I'm sorry I had
anything to do with it.

You left this at my place.

Got to clean everything out; I
put the house on the market.

Why?

I got the job in Tampa
at the radio station...

The call-in sports
show I interviewed for.

Right, well, that's
great, congratulations.

How about we celebrate?

I'll cook you dinner and I'll
fix up your favorite dessert.

I'm having dinner with my agent.

Okay, well, how
about tomorrow night?

Um, I'm not gonna
let you say no.

Okay, tomorrow
night, but at Kyle's.

Okay.

Lighten up.

(boat horn blows)

Well, Coop, happy one week.

- What?
- Sorry I didn't have time to wrap it.

Don't even tell
me you bought this.

Well, I wanted to thank
you for the other night,

and I know you always
wanted a sailboat, so...

Come on, I'll show
you around, Skipper.

I told you to keep your
hands off of our joint account,

all right?

Now, you got your $
million get-out-of-jail-free card.

The rest of that money
belongs to Megan and me.

You know, I really don't
think that Daddy had

your little mistress in mind
when he made up that will.

She is not my mistress, Lexi,
and you knew what the deal was

going into this marriage.

You're right.

You're right, I did, Coop.

You are very lucky you have
a very understanding wife.

I mean, you've always had
another woman on the side.

First it's Kimberly
and then it's Megan.

(gasps)

Careful, you don't want to
put a dent in our new boat.

You listen to me.

I am sick of your little game.

I don't know what kind
of papers you had to sign

for this tugboat, but you're
gonna unsign 'em tomorrow.

Or what, Coop?

You gonna hit me, huh?

Is that what you
want to do, Coop?

Is that what you
want to do, baby?

Come on, do it to
me, Coop, hit me.

- I know you want to.
- You disgust me.

Yes, and you are a liar, Coop.

(Lexi moans)

Come on, baby.

Baby, I turn you on.

You know I do.

The problem is
that you don't know

whether to love
me or to hate me,

and frankly I don't
care which it is.

- Stop.
- Come on.

Stop, I said stop!

Come on, Coop, we've
always had the best sex

when we're angry,
when you're fighting, huh?

'Cause rough is how you like it.

(Lexi moaning)

Ah, yes, Coop, that's it.

What, you all out
of words, sugar?

No.

I'm just all out
of steam, sugar.

(phone ringing)

Amanda?

(over phone): Now,
uh, listen carefully.

I'm only gonna say this once.

We have your wife, and if
you want to see her again,

it's gonna cost you
one million bucks.

Is Amanda all right?

I want to talk to her.

(over phone): Here's the drill.

I call you back in
hours, we set up a drop.

(over phone): I want
to talk to my wife.

I want proof that she's okay.

Because if she's not, I'm
gonna hang up this phone,

I'm gonna hunt you down,
and I'm gonna k*ll you.

Chill out, you can talk to her.

Make it short and sweet.

Kyle?

Hey.

Hey, are you all
right, did he hurt you?

No, no, they, they brought me
to this cabin that seems like...

(over phone): Amanda, Amanda.

She's indisposed.

We'll be in touch, and no cops.

W-Wait a minute,
how am I supposed

to get my hands
on a million dollars?

(hangs up)

(sirens wailing)

MAN (over P.A.):
Dr. Neil to cardiology...

Oh, I'm sorry I'm late.

I had patients.

- How's Taylor?
- She's getting dressed.

The doctor says she's
fine, so is the baby.

Great, wonderful, got to run.

Michael, wait.

This baby's coming soon,

and you have some
decisions to make.

I already did.

I chose the easy payment
plan for the hospital bills.

And that's all I'm
on the hook for.

What?

Well, Taylor and I
have been talking.

Oh, big mistake.

Michael, she wants
you to raise the baby.

Actually, you and me together.

Man, you two have been
doing the bonding thing.

Michael, would you
be serious just for once.

She's afraid she won't
be a good mother.

Well, she'll adjust;
she'll have to.

What if she doesn't?

Michael, someone has to step up

and take responsibility
for this child.

Well, don't look at me, okay?

I'm not into the
single parent thing.

I'm not into the
single anything.

You're a Mancini, aren't you?

I thought they took
care of their family.

Yes, but the family
means, like, Mom and Dad.

Wait a second.

Oh...

Are saying that you're
ready for the whole sh*t?

I mean, you and me
being a couple again?

I don't know how things
will turn out with us,

but whatever happens,

if we take joint custody, I
will always be there for you

and your son.

You will?

I promise.

(laughter)

(grunts)

(door handle jiggling)

Lunch is served on the veranda.

A jelly sandwich.

What are you trying to
do, starve me to death

or did you just forget
your cookbook?

Eat it, don't eat, I don't care.

You know, you never
told me who you work for,

but I-I finally figured it out.

Taylor McBride.

- I don't know her.
- The Parezis, then,

or-or one of Rory Blake's
scummy associates.

You know, you've got
a long list of enemies.

I guess a pretty
face isn't everything.

Who's behind this?

Answer me.

Call the dogs off, Beck.

I made a mistake.

Relax, Dr. Burns,

you're suffering
from first-date jitters.

No, I'm not.

Didn't you get my message?

I want this thing called off.

This thing

will play itself out the
way it always does,

and you will get what
you want, Amanda.

Now stop with the
second-guessing

and lose my number.

(dial tone, knocking)

Hey.

Are you all right?

What is this, a social visit or
you here to kick somebody's ass?

No, I-I want to apologize
about the other night.

I blew it, I just...

I was so worried about
Amanda, I didn't know what to do.

Is there any news?

She's been kidnapped.

My God, is she all right?

So far.

I talked to her last night.

They said no cops, so...

I talked to this
detective; I called him off.

Good.

Good, you did the right thing.

I hope so.

Look, they want a
million dollars ransom,

and even if I mortgage

everything I have,

I can't come up
with that kind of cash.

Did you mean what you said

when you said you
would do anything to help?

How much do you need?

I need $ , .

Give me a couple hours.

All right, it's just a loan.

You know, I mean, I'll
repay you as soon as I can.

Let's get Amanda back first

and worry about the
finances later, okay?

Thanks.

I know it's tough for you
to come to me like this,

but we're talking about
Amanda's life here, so...

Kind of quiet.

Saving it all for
the radio show?

No.

I guess I don't have
anything to say to you.

I'm not will Billy
anymore, I'm with you.

You won.

Sure doesn't feel like winning.

HOSTESS: Reservation
for four, Mr. Campbell?

Come right this way.

So, I hear Allison fell
off the wagon again

and she wants you to,
uh, rescue her again?

Michael, don't start.

No, that's okay.

Allison's a friend of
mine, and I can help her

without having any
motive other than loyalty.

I'm sure that's something
you don't understand,

Michael.

I don't either.

Sorry.

Jane, you kept in
touch with Allison,

why don't you tell these guys
what a rough year she's had.

You know, breaking up with
Jake and moving out of LA,

trying to start all
over in Atlanta.

Billy's right, she's
had a hard time.

I mean, I thought
she was fine until now.

I guess she slipped.

And she's reaching out for me,

and I'm not gonna let her down.

But you can let my sister down?

Yeah, she's reaching out,

all right.

I read her fax.

"Billy, you're the one man

I could never get over."

- I think she meant under.
- What is

the big deal? I'm only gonna
be in Atlanta for hours.

The big deal is

what about our plans? My family

is expecting to
meet you, my father.

What am I supposed to tell him?

That you made a pit stop to
see one of your old flames?

This is your way of asking
me not to go to Atlanta?

- Yes, - Michael,

butt out.

Yes,

I'm asking you not to go.

Forget about Allison
and concentrate on me.

Sorry, I can't do that.

Do I know a bum
when I see one or not?

I'm gonna make sure she's okay.

(chuckles)

I think I need a drink.

So much for the
perfect couple...

Hey.

Wait.

Wait, where are you going?

As far away from
you as I can get.

- Oh, you're kidding me, right?
- No, it took me a while,

but I finally figured it out.

You never loved me.

You used me.

You-You're not being fair.

You know what's not fair,

is you blaming everybody
for your problems.

Billy, Jennifer,
your psycho father...

The truth is you're the one
who messed up your life,

and I won't be your
personal cleanup crew.

Well, when you put it
like that, who asked you?

You know what, I used to think

that you were the most
incredible girl in the world

and I was the luckiest guy.

Now all I see is
the anger in you.

(sighs)

(sighs)

You're late.

You're right.

Lost track of time.

You were with her.

Her name is Megan,

and yes, I was,

and on a scale of one to
ten, making love to Megan is,

well, it's a perfect ten.

Do you want to know
where you rate on that scale

or should I, uh,
spare your feelings?

You know what, damn
you and your insults, Coop.

Oh, look at that,
I made Lexi mad.

You know what,

I forbid from sleeping
with that trailer trash again.

Do you hear me?

You forbid me?

You can't stop me.

Yes, I can

because once I tell her
that you and I slept together,

she is gonna dump you so fast.

I think I'm gonna go call
her at the club right now.

(gasps)

The next time, it's your head.

You know, the trouble with
secrets, Coop, is that sooner

or later, they manage to find
their way back to the surface.

You should have thought of
that before you made love to me.

Don't flatter yourself.

Love had nothing to do with it.

(chuckles) It never
does with you, Coop.

I'll be in the bedroom
if you need me.

(key turning, door opening)

Butter and eggs.

This really is hell.

If you make it till dinner,
I'll phone out for pizza.

Well, you don't expect me to eat

out of this dirty pan.

If a person's hungry enough,

they'll do anything.

♪♪

(yelling)

Dumb move number two, blondie.

Hey, come on back.

I got her.

(pounding on door)

Megan.

Hey, you know, you
shouldn't be here,

but since you are, you shouldn't
be making so much noise.

Where have you been;
I've been calling you all day.

Look, we're getting
out of here tonight.

- I can't take it anymore.
- Oh, come on,

- what did Lexi do now?
- To hell with her,

to hell with the lawyers,
to hell with the money.

You know, it's
just not worth it.

I know, we can't just run away.

What about your job?

I'll get another one, all right?

We can go someplace
else; we can go to Mexico,

the Caribbean, I don't care.

You pick.

(laughing) I don't know.

I'd go anywhere as
long as we were together.

I just...

You know, I'm really
worried about you.

I've never seen you like this.

What did Lexi do to you?

I don't want to talk about it.

I thought we agreed no secrets.

Yeah, well, guess
what. The rules changed.

(sighs)

Look, can you be ready...
tonight after : ?

If it means that much to you.

It does.

I love you.

MAN: Right, so if you can
give me a hand with the...

Okay, uh...

We're fresh out of human misery.

Why don't you try up the street?

I-I came to apologize.

(Jennifer scoffs)

Really. I-I've been a
total bitch to you and Billy,

and you don't deserve it.

What are you up to, Sam?

I just want to set
things straight.

I was the one who
sent the fax, not Alison.

Come again?

I just... I couldn't stand
seeing you guys so happy,

and then when Billy got
the job in Rome and not me...

JENNIFER: Wait. Go back

to the part where you said

that Alison did
not send the fax.

SAMANTHA: She didn't.

(clears throat)

I overheard her talking
to Amanda on the phone,

and I found out
she was in rehab,

so I took advantage of it.

It was all me.

You manufactured this
whole thing to break us up?

SAMANTHA: It was a rotten
thing to do, and I am so sorry.

Honest.

Say something.

We've been fighting this
whole time over nothing.

SAMANTHA: Yeah,
and now you and Billy

are miserable, and
Jeff thinks I'm evil.

I don't even want
to be around myself,

but the good news is, I can
tell Billy that it was my fault,

and you guys'll be cool again.

JENNIFER: No.

I don't want you to.
You're not gonna tell Billy.

Why not?

JENNIFER: It was a
vicious thing to do, Sam,

and I think you're
a horrible person,

don't get me wrong, but...

maybe you did me a favor.

I don't want to spend
my whole life knowing

that Billy is a phone call
away from running out the door.

SAMANTHA: I think it's
true love with you guys.

I don't want to be the
reason that you split up.

JENNIFER: It's too late, Sam.

You started this,
but I'm gonna finish it.

(seagulls cawing)

Oh, well.

(Megan clears her throat)

You just missed Coop by

several hours. Better
luck next time, huh?

You know what? He's
ready to abandon his practice

and jump on a plane
to get away from you,

and I want to know why.

You know, Megan,

not everything
in our relationship

is up for your review.

And besides, my husband
isn't going anywhere.

You know what? Drop the
young marriage act with me.

It's not working.

(laughs) Well, it's
working for Coop.

Oh, I wasn't gonna say anything.

I promised not to tell.

Yeah, well, I know you
want to, so go ahead.

Well, Megan, the truth is

that we really are
like newlyweds.

You know, the silly fights,
the incredible sex, you know.

You're lying.

Oh, God, did I say,
"incredible sex?"

I keep coming
back to that, don't I?

You know what?
Coop doesn't love you.

He just married
you for the money.

Mm. Whatever gets
you through the night.

You really are
twisted, aren't you?

(laughs) Maybe.

Got to buy a boat
when I can't swim.

I married Coop when
he doesn't love me.

I guess I just find the
challenge a real turn-on.

So does he.

Megan?

What's wrong? Why are
you sitting in the dark?

You know, I've lived
with liars my whole life,

and I had convinced myself
that you were different.

I don't understand.

(sighs)

I, um... I was
worried about you,

and so I went to see Lexi.

(sniffles)

(sighs)

Megan, Megan, I can explain.

MEGAN: No, I don't want you

anywhere near me, okay?

COOP: Okay. Okay, look,

Lexi's been playing
some sick games.

She's been prancing around in
her underwear, coming on to me.

MEGAN: You didn't

love me enough to resist her?

COOP: No, I-I do.

I love you more than
anything else in the world,

but this is not about
love, it's not about sex.

This is about Lexi.

She is a manipulative,

scum-sucking
little witch, and...

(sighs)

God help me, I just...

fell right into her trap.

That's why we got
to get out of here

before she
completely destroys us.

(crying): I'm not going
anywhere with you.

COOP: Megan, please.

Please, what?!

(sniffles)

Forgive you?

Just act like it's no big deal
that you betrayed me, that you

cheated on me, that
you violated my trust?

(Megan sighs)

I get it.

(sniffles)

Um, an ex-hooker should
just take this in stride.

Don't put words in my mouth.

I don't have to.

I've seen that look before.

Now get out of here.

You make me sick.

Megan, I can't
leave you like this.

Just get out, okay?!

(door closes)

(sighs)

(sniffles)

(knocking)

Hey.

Couldn't stand
staring at my four walls.

Any word?

No. Not yet.

All right if I come in?

Sure.

I'll pour you a $ , Scotch.

She's gonna be fine, Kyle.

Yeah, that's what I
keep telling myself.

(phone ringing)

Yeah. McBride.

MAN: It's a go
for tomorrow night.

: off Highway .

- Picnic area seven.
- KYLE: Let me write this down.

Highway .

$ million in small bills.

When we get the money,

you get your wife, understood?

- I'll be there.
- No. No husbands, no relatives.

- No cops.
- KYLE: I'm there, or we don't have

- a deal.
- I didn't hear that.

Whoever shows, leaves
the money in a barbecue,

and they better come alone.

No. Don't hang
up on me. Don't...

- (click, dial tone)
- Damn it!

What? What did they say?

They don't want me
to deliver the money.

Then let me do it.

KYLE: No way.

She's my wife.

It's bad enough I had to
come to you for the money.

Well, get over it.

We can have our pissing
contest about this later.

Oh, man.

(laughs)

You have any idea
how much I hate this?

Yeah.

Now, you're gonna
let me do this, or not?

LEXI: Oh, you're home
in time for breakfast.

What a treat.

Morning.

Oh, you must be exhausted
from all your catting around.

Not me.

Put in an all-nighter
at the hospital.

Well, Megan must
have dumped you,

or else you'd be off on
some island with her.

How come you're not
ripping my head off?

I thought better of it.

You thought better of it?

Mm-hmm.

Like I'm supposed
to believe that.

COOP: Well,

I was angry.

Sure, I was angry.
I wanted to k*ll you.

But, uh, you're a very
smart woman, darling.

You play to win.

I never stood a chance.

And I'm supposed to believe

that you just had a
change of heart overnight?

No, not just overnight.

But, uh, you've been
working on me for weeks now.

Pushing all the right buttons.

Why are you so surprised
that it finally worked?

It's just pretty
wild if it's true.

Yeah, pretty wild describes it.

Hey, listen,

what do you say we start
over for real this time?

Maybe see if, well, your
father was right about us.

Now you're pushing
some buttons yourself.

Not to say that
it's not working.

Good.

(Coop clears his throat)

I got to change clothes
before I go to the office.

But, uh, what do you
say to drinks tonight,

just the two of us, our
own private little party?

(phone beeps on, dial tone)

(touch tones sounding)

(phone ringing through)

(click)

MEGAN: Hi. Leave me a message.

(click, beep)

Megan? Megan, pick up the phone.

Look, there's no excuse for
what I did, and I know that.

And I don't expect
you to understand.

Damn right.

COOP: But I'm gonna
make it up to you, Megan.

I swear I am gonna
get Lexi out of our lives.

(click, dial tone)

(click, beeping)

(man muttering)

Hey, sis.

Look, I know you're not
here to help me pack,

so just go away!

Hey, look, you want to
keep living in a dream world,

be my guest, but
I'm gonna call Mom

and tell her to forget about
making this party for you,

because there's no way
Billy is showing up in Jersey.

Go away, Michael!

MICHAEL: He's a male

slut, Jen, okay?

He's been keeping this
thing going with Alison

behind your back.
I mean, why else

would she suddenly
contact him out of the blue?

JENNIFER: Look, I know that

he hasn't been talking to her,

so can we just
drop this, please?

Oh, and you know
this for a fact, huh?

Yes, the fax was a big lie.

Sam sent it.

She took one last
sh*t at breaking us up.

Lady, we got a big old problem

with the truck there.
You wanna come out

back with us?

Yeah, I'll be right there.

Look, I have to know
that I come first with Billy.

So do not breathe a
word of this to anyone.

Do you hear me?

Who am I gonna tell?

(sighs)

Hey, if you see
Billy tell him I'll

be out back.

(sighs)

Hey, Billy.

Just leaving, I hope.

Ooh, I'd be moody too

if I had all the stuff
going on that you do.

- Thanks for your concern, Mike.
- Of course, if it turns out

that people were playing
head games with me.

- Well, then watch out.
- What head games?

Why am I listening
to you? You're an idiot.

You know what, I'm
gonna let that slide.

I'll even throw in an apology.

You see...

I thought you were
two-timing my sister.

But as it turns out, Sam
sent the fax not Allison.

So it was like her last
sh*t at breaking you two up.

But the thing is...

Jennifer knows all about it.

You know, only a
Mancini could keep

something like
that to themselves.

Oh, but you're
gonna marry Jennifer.

Well, my condolences.

Let me guess...

you two are leaving
and I'm staying.

It's time to see if your husband
came up with the money.

And which one of you
comes back for me?

We don't we keep going
in case the cops show.

But for you, I may
just stick around.

But how's Kyle gonna find me?

Or haven't you
thought that far ahead?

Or maybe they didn't
have that chapter

in kidnapping for morons.

The right guy could knock
you down a few pegs.

Let her go.

If the money's there,
somebody will find you.

Let's rock. (door opens)

Yeah, the reservation's
under Billy Campbell.

Mm-hmm. Its
flight to Atlanta.

That's right.

Cancel it.

Thank you.

You just made me so happy.

Thank you.

What is it? What's wrong?

What's wrong?

Where do you want me to start?

Okay, Allison's not in
rehab, she didn't send a fax.

Look, I just found out what
was going on yesterday, Billy.

And I know I should've
told you right away, but I...

But you didn't.

You made me think there
was something wrong Allison.

You knew none of it was
true and you didn't tell me.

Billy, I'm sorry. I am so sorry.

Are you trying to test me?

What do you think we're
in junior high school here?

This is our lives
you're playing with.

I know that.

But if you just listen to me.

I don't want to
hear it, all right!

I've heard enough
lies for a lifetime.

It's over.

You don't mean that.

Yes, I do.

Sam lied to me about
almost everything.

You lied to me
about Sam and Jeff.

You lied to me again...

and I'm through
being manipulated.

I'm through period.

The engagement's off.

(door opens)

(door closes)

(siren wailing,
thunder rumbling)

MEGAN: It's just that Dr. Cooper

never returned any
of my messages.

When was his last surgery?

Several hours ago.

He checked out
for the day. Sorry.

Yeah, yeah, the
creep left me in a lurch.

Had a hot appendix come in;

I wanted him to take it, but
no, he wanted out of here.

Yeah, it's really hard
to believe he wouldn't

do you a favor, Michael.

Did he say where he was going?

Uh, the marina.

Having drinks with his
new wife on their new boat.

I guess he and Lexi have the
hots for each other again, huh?

You know, and I tried

telling him there's a
big storm coming in,

five inches, but
he didn't listen.

He just got that postal
worker with a grudge look,

- so, you know, I backed off.
- Enough, Michael, okay?

Why do you care
about that guy anyway?

Move on, I did; you
know, it could be a very

liberating experience.

ANNOUNCER:
Dr. Brown to O.R. One.

Dr. Brown to O.R. One.

(thunder booms)

(thunder booms)

(phone rings)

- Upstairs.
- PETER: Yeah, it's me.

So far so good;
Amanda's in a cabin

about ten miles up the road.

Okay, give me instructions;
I'll meet you there.

Are you kidding? In this
storm? You'll never make it.

No, I'll be there.

You tell me where
I'm going, and, Pete,

I want you to call
me on my cell phone

when you have Amanda.

(sighs)

All right, go north on the .

(thunder booms)

(panting)

(thunder rumbling)

(gasps)

- No.
- No?

Oh, Michael, you're soaking wet.

Yeah, well, walking five blocks
in the middle of a monsoon

will do that to a person.

But you made it
to the deli, right?

Yeah, sure.

Yeah, there's a mudslide
on PCH, the roads are closed.

Everybody's turning back but me

'cause I got a crazy
pregnant woman

- who needs a damn submarine sandwich.
- Mmm,

mortadella, provolone,
peppers, onions.

Oh, God, I was craving this.

Do you want a bite?

No, thanks.

MICHAEL: You sure you
don't need something to drink?

Hopefully something
we don't have here

so I can run out for you again.

What's your problem?

Michael, why don't you

go take a shower and relax?

And I will get Taylor
something to drink.

Yeah, yeah, I got a better idea.

Why don't you take
a shower with me?

That'll take my
mind off everything.

- Mmm.
- Hey, wait,

what about my drink?

This sandwich is salty.

Heads up, Taylor.

(Jane laughs)

(laughing): Michael.

(both moaning)

Let's get you out
of these; you're wet.

Oh, you don't have
to ask me twice.

- (Jane laughs)
- Get...

I got it, I got it.

Okay, okay, and you, and you.

Michael, how'd you
get along without me?

I don't know, but
I'm not gonna have

- to find out that again, am I?
- Mmm.

What, what are you asking?

Well, you know, it just feels

like we're a couple again
like when we first got married,

so are we?

Oh, Michael, you've been
married so many times.

And you never got married again.

It's the same difference.

Nobody else feels right.

You're so full of yourself.

Hey, give me a break, okay?

Yeah, well, Taylor's crazy,
but maybe she's right about us

and keeping the baby.

I mean, I love you.

Are you sure you're not
just comfortable with me?

Yes, I'm sure nobody
else makes me happy.

You make me happy, Jane.

(both sighing)

I love you, Michael.

TAYLOR: Oh!

Oh, what was
that, what was that?

Ow, ugh!

Oh, my God,
Taylor, are you okay?

- Ow, my tummy is k*lling me.
- Okay.

I don't think I should
have eaten those peppers,

but they were so good.

Yeah, well, you wolfed
it down fast enough.

Oh, God, here it comes again.

- Michael.
- Oh.

Oh, maybe it's labor pains.

Michael.

I think it's the peppers.

Knock off the deli snacks.

I'm gonna go make
her some herb tea.

Oh, God, it's definitely
not the peppers.

(Taylor exhaling sharply)

Amanda.

Amanda.

Amanda!

(dialing)

(phone ringing)

Good evening.

It's Peter. Where's Amanda?

She's at the cabin.

No, I am at the cabin.

Amanda is gone.

There's blood everywhere.

W-What did you do... hire a
couple psychos to kidnap her?

Don't you dare use
that tone with me.

Everything was by the numbers.

If your girl messed things
up, it's her tough luck.

(hangs up phone)

(dial tone)

(phone beeps off)

- (phone rings)
- Yeah.

KYLE (over phone):
Are you at the cabin yet?

Look, is Amanda okay?

- Uh, she's...
- (over phone): She's what?

Oh, no, is she hurt?

(over phone): No, sh-she's gone.

I, I don't know what to say.

I did everything they asked.

Okay, just, just
sit tight, okay?

I-I'm, uh, I'm almost there.

(phone beeps off)

(thunder rumbling)