07x21 - I Married a Jock m*rder*r

[bunniefuu]

I think we need a bigger house.

Oh, sweetheart, no.

That's your problem,
you're never satisfied.

Course I am.

We have rooms,

, square feet
and a putting green.

Why would we
need a bigger house?

Because I need a bigger
garage for all my Ferraris.

Can't park them outside;

neighbors will
think we're bragging.

Dr. Mancini?

Yes, dear?

How are my stocks doing?

Before I tell you,
you should know,

there's a guy in the E.R.
with a big boil on his butt.

What?

Doctor?

(echoing): Dr. Mancini?

Doctor?

Doctor? Doctor?!

Doctor?

(gasps)

You're wanted in the E.R.

Guy with a boil.

And you owe me ten
bucks for the Thai food.

- Ten bucks?
- Mm.

Driving a Ferrari now; you
should be able to afford it.

Yeah, well, looks can be
deceiving, take it from me.

Mm-hmm.

WOMAN (over
P.A.): Southwest, stat.

Nurse Lopez to Maternity.

Southwest, stat.

- Oh, hi, honey.
- Jane!

Oh, my God, you look terrible.

Michael, you're working
yourself to death.

I know, but I got legal
bills to pay, you know?

God, I hate lawyers.

Oh. What are you doing here?

Oh, I brought you
some dinner... Thai food.

Oh, thanks, but I already ate.

But, listen, if you
got ten bucks on you,

can you go down to the nurse's
station and give it to Nurse Amy

before she garnishes
my meager wages.

Sure, Michael. Try
to get some sleep.

Oh, yeah, I did, and
I had a nightmare.

God, I hate this hospital.

Never sleeping here again.

- See you.
- See you.

Kyle, back from New York?

Hey, J.J., let me
have a bottle of scotch.

Sure thing, boss.

♪ Never give it a thought ♪

♪ Who will lie about
where they've been ♪

♪ And hope they
never get caught ♪

♪ Who will say
each other's kisses ♪

♪ No longer thrill ♪

♪ Lovers will ♪

♪ Lovers will... ♪

(music continues
faintly in distance)

How was New York?

Well, it was better than L.A.

Well, you live here, so you
should try to make it work.

Yeah, well, that's gonna be
kind of tough because my wife

and my brother
followed me to New York

and they saw me
with these two models.

Doing what?

They were coming out of
my hotel room at : a.m.

: a.m.

You weren't, by chance,
loaded on this stuff, were you?

I had to fend for myself because
you wouldn't give me a refill.

From the streets?

Are you crazy, Kyle?

You don't even
know what that is.

I know that they
make me feel better.

- Cheers.
- Look, you can't do this.

You can't mix booze
and pills like this.

Will you wake up?!

You got a problem!

Yeah, my wife kicked
me out of the house.

And you're really handling
it like a man, aren't you?

You know what, you're
starting to piss me off.

You got to talk to her.

No, you know what, I
am so sick of people say...

I'm not gonna talk to her,
I'm not gonna say anything.

I am gonna protect Amanda.

"Protect"?

What does that
mean, protect her?

It means I'm not gonna
destroy her dreams.

If you're not
gonna tell her, I will.

Oh, like hell you are.
Get out of my office, man.

Don't push me
out like this, Kyle.

Hey, hey, hey, hey!
What's going on?

I can hear you guys all
the way out in the club...

- Kyle!
- The hell's the matter with you?

If Amanda thinks I'm cheating,
I might as well prove her right.

Come on, you
guys, stop it. Peter!

You got a lot of nerve, McBride!

Least I got some left.

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪ Volare ♪

♪ Oh-oh ♪

♪ Cantare ♪

♪ Oh-ho-ho-oh ♪

♪ Let's fly ♪

♪ Way up to the clouds ♪

♪ Away from the
maddening crowds ♪

(tires screech)

Nice.

How you doing, ladies?

(engine revving)

(women laugh)

Gosh, he's cute, isn't he?

- ♪ Let us leave the confusion ♪
- (engine revving)

♪ And all disillusion behind ♪

See ya.

♪ Just like birds of a feather ♪

♪ A rainbow
together we'll find ♪

♪ Volare ♪

♪ Oh-oh ♪

♪ E contare ♪

♪ Oh-ho-ho-oh... ♪

(music stops)

Yeah, I'm putting in
grand on my own.

It's a sure thing, and I
don't say that very often.

Listen, the guy I
owe my life to is here.

I'll call you back.

Hey, how you doing?

Good.

Oh, man. True or false?

Once you drive one of these,
you know what heaven is.

Oh, that's true, but try
to explain it to your wife.

I mean, she doesn't
understand that there can be love

between a man and his car.

Yeah, and a man and his money.

Well, that I wouldn't know about

since seeing as I
can never hold on to it.

Which, uh, brings
me to the bad news.

No, no, no, no, no.
Come on, let's talk inside.

Yeah.

So, uh, can I get you
something to drink?

A juice or a coffee?

Come on, you've already
given me enough, huh?

Yeah, you don't
mind if I help myself?

- Please.
- Come on.

Listen, I might
as well just say it.

I couldn't come
up with the cash.

So you might as well
figure me out of the deal.

Damn.

I'm sorry to hear that,

'cause, uh, I really wanted
you along for the ride.

Well, if you could lend
me a hundred thou,

I'd pay you back, with interest.

Michael, I would
do anything for you.

You know that, right?

Mm-hmm.

But I never lend
money to friends.

Ruins the relationship.

Yeah, I value our
relationship, too.

Look, I got to get
back to the hospital;

I got patients to save.

Thank, Perry.

Michael, wait.

There's another deal going
down in a couple of days.

The buy-in is
, but, for you...

The guy who kept
my ticker ticking...

Come up with a hundred
grand, I'll make up the difference.

Are you kidding me? Really?

Oh, man, I don't
know what to say.

Say you'll make
a few more calls.

I mean, an important
guy like you,

you must know a lot of
rich, generous people.

Tell them it's for charity.

Oh...

Just kidding.

You really had me going there.

Just trying to make
my point, Michael.

Do whatever you have to do.

A hundred thousand
will make you a million.

Probably more.

Really? How much more?

Hey, sky's the limit.

Well, I'll tell you what.

If the money's
out there, I'll get it.

I swear I will.

All right, you
know where I live.

Mm-hmm.

I'll talk to you soon.

Thanks.

(sighs)

(door closes)

Hey.

Are you okay?

Why wouldn't I be?

Well, I heard what
happened in New York.

Oh, good for you.

- I'm late for a meeting.
- Amanda.

You can pretend
with a lot of people,

but you can't pretend with me.

Okay.

I married the greatest
guy in the world,

and then he cheated on me.

End of story, end of marriage.

I'm not gonna lose
any sleep over it.

Yeah, well, doesn't look
like you got much last night.

I bet you Kyle didn't, either.

No, Kyle usually passes
out around : ...

Give or take an hour, depending
how much he's had to drink.

Come on, Amanda.

You know if people
abuse alcohol,

it's usually for a reason.

A reason unknown to me.

And if he can't talk about it,

we don't have a
relationship worth saving.

Have a good day.

(elevator bell dings)

(clears throat)

You want to explain this?

Oh, you saw the personal ad.

Well, it's the next logical step
in your search for Mr. Right.

Consider it a misstep.

"A woman of your dreams
looking for the man of hers."

- (scoffs)
- I thought it was a good hook.

"Professionals
preferred, high income,

movie star looks, no
doctors," underlined...

Oh, come on, you
made that very clear.

- No more Coops, no more Peters.
- What is this?

"If you dare, call
- - -

for more information"?

Well, I didn't think
you'd want any strangers

calling your office, so
they dial the number

and they get our
mailing address.

And why would they do that?

Well, so we could get
them the questionnaire

and they can send us
their picture and resumes.

Now, be honest, it's
pretty creative copy, huh?

Have you lost your mind?

You're advertising for a lover?

You've reduced me to this?

This is mortifying.

It's over.

Terminate the search.

You know what, I put
a lot of work into this,

and you promised
me a partnership.

You can't back out now.

I'm the boss, I
can do what I want.

(gasps) Oh, my God.

Look at all this.

Looks like you have
an apology to make.

Looks like the ad worked, huh?

Oh, well...

I don't...

Well, you know, they're probably
all dorky and lonely and ugly,

all those "-y" s.

Oh, my.

All right, listen to this.

(clears throat)

"To my new love.

"Dare I dream again,

"open my heart to the
miracle of a new love?

"My head says no, but still,
I feel this connection to you,

"another heartbroken
stranger on the rocky road

to a lasting relationship."

Oh, that's so sweet.

All right, big
deal, he's a poet.

Oh, my God, and a serious babe.

(gasps)

Okay, he's not bad.

- Hm-mm.
- But wait, no,

he's from over the hill;
he's from the Valley.

Geographically undesirable.

He won't do.

But you know what, keep looking.

I don't want all these
dorks to think that,

you know, they wasted a stamp.

Yeah, well, thanks for the
vote of confidence, huh?

Don't let it go to your head.

And remember, Megan,
if you spill the beans,

you'll be looking for a new job.

(knocking on door)

Afternoon.

- I thought you could use this.
- (groans)

Oh, man.

Look, I was way
out of line last night.

Yes, you were.

So, why are you
even talking to me?

Because you're hurting, Kyle.

And so is Amanda.

She loves you so much.

Look, I don't want you

to get in the
middle of this, okay?

Amanda and I will work it out.

You both have
been so good to me.

- You gave me this job.
- Look, Eve, you don't owe me.

But I do owe you.

You kept my past a secret
against your better judgment.

I owe you my happiness.

I didn't have an
affair in New York.

I would never do that to Amanda.

I know.

I think, deep down,
Amanda knows that, too,

but, Kyle, God, you've
got to clean up your act.

(sighs)

Guess I'm a mess, huh?

Yes, you are.

So, you want to hear my plan?

- Do I have a choice?
- No,

not really.

You clean up, you sober up,

and tomorrow night, I'll
deliver Amanda to the club.

After that, it's up to
you to plead your case.

Agreed?

Yeah.

All right.

Wait, Eve,

did you talk to
Amanda about this?

She'll be here, don't worry.

You still love her,
don't you, Kyle?

You have to ask?

Then show her.

Tomorrow night.

MICHAEL: Mr. Andrews,

I know you don't care for
me very much, but that aside,

I am your son-in-law again,

and I thought I
might ask a favor.

You see, this huge
investment opportunity

fell into my lap and, um...

What? How much?

A hundred grand.

Oh, yeah, yeah, I swear, I
can pay you back in a week.

Oh, Jane would be very
happy and very rich, too.

And you wouldn't have
to kick the bucket...

Mr. Andrews?

- (dial tone)
- Hello? Hello?

Michael.

What are you doing, huh?

Don't you know the rules?

You don't call
your father-in-law

to try to borrow money
because he calls your wife

and tells her to
come home to Daddy.

She might have to. You see,

Jane and I might
be homeless soon.

Oh, please, there's
nothing worse

than a Beverly Hills doctor
bitching about money.

Hey, you haven't seen
my bank accounts lately.

AMY: You should be
thankful for what you have.

Just think of all those children

that Dr. Burns is trying to help
with his children's foundation.

Oh, sure, he'll help
them, strangers.

But it comes to giving
his best buddy a loan

and it's the big blow off.

Listen, Michael,

charity begins at home.

Do you know the
staff here has raised

over a million
dollars for those kids?

- Whoop-de-do.
- Michael, sell the Ferrari,

use that cash to pay
off your legal bills,

and stop with these
"get rich quick" schemes.

In other words, stop
living above your means.

I happen to like
my means, people.

Well, then, rob
a bank, shoplift,

steal the money, I don't care.

Just quit complaining.

I'm starving, Amy.

- I'll take you to dinner, come on.
- Oh, thank you.

Thank you, guys.

Thank you.

I think I've finally
seen the light.

Okay, let's see.

Kids won't mind if I borrow
their funds for a week.

Great.

After all,

charity does begin at home.

My home.

- Hey, you.
- Before you say anything,

I don't need any
advice from a woman

who's only had two
relationships in her life

and still thinks she's
on her honeymoon.

Oh, oh, okay.

Insult me all you want, but
it's not gonna push me away

and it's not gonna
get me to stop caring.

Then care in
somebody else's office.

I have a lot of work to do.

Amanda, you love Kyle,

Kyle loves you, so why
don't you meet him halfway?

No.

You guys are gonna
have to talk sometime,

what about tonight? You
can come to the club with me.

You must be hard of hearing. No.

Excuse me, but I believe
the correct answer here is yes.

I will not be bullied.

Besides, Kyle could have
called, come by the apartment,

sent flowers,
muffins, but he didn't.

And now I won’t want
to see him ever again.

You could've called him, I mean,
you could've sent him muffins.

Right, and who are you kidding?

We both know you
want to see him.

I did, in New York,
with two bimbos.

He didn't sleep
with those women.

It's true.

Get out of my office.

Ryan, just go, I...

Both of you.

Amanda.

Out.

You know, I don't mind
being in the hospital

so much when I'm healthy.

You got my message. Great.

'Cause, you know, I
want in. I got the dough.

Yeah, I already called my
friend in New York; I'm gonna

wire transfer the funds to
him by close of business today.

Great, the sooner,
the better. Here.

Listen, man, I don't
know how to thank you.

Michael, you saved my life.

Like I could really
put a price on that.

I'll call you when
the deal goes down.

You're gonna be a rich man.

Yeah, and I'm gonna
owe you about ten dinners.

I'll take them.

Okay.

- Call me.
- All right.

Yes, I'm, uh, calling
to confirm a reservation

under the name of Lewis.

Megan Lewis.

Right, I'm only gonna need the
suite for a couple hours a day,

and I'd like to
set up an account

and have the bill
sent to my P.O. box.

(knocks)

Um, yes, I'm gonna
have to call you back.

Thanks.

This is a surprise; what
are you doing here?

Well, I was in the neighborhood

and thought maybe I
could take you to lunch.

Got you a little
something downstairs.

You are so sweet.

I would love to
have lunch with you.

I just, I have so much work
to do with this project for Lexi.

Yeah, is she, um, she sending
you out of town or something?

What?

Well, you were making a
by-the-hour hotel reservation

- or something.
- No, no, you misunderstood.

There's no trip, no hotel.

It's just, uh, well, I
can't go into details.

Lexi would k*ll me.

You know what, I really
should get back to work.

Yeah, yeah, um,

will I see you tonight?

I'll be home pretty late.

Like last night and
the night before.

Sure hope Lexi's
paying you overtime.

Well, money isn't everything.

Bye.

Mm.

Ryan, um,

- thank you for the flowers.
- Yeah.

Knock on my door
when you get off work.

Don't worry about
how late it is.

Okay.

- All right.
- Bye.

(sighs)

Well, if it isn't Romeo
coming to see his Juliet.

Till death do you part?

More like work keeping
us apart, no thanks to you.

- Excuse me?
- Well, you got Megan so busy

with this big project of yours,

she doesn't even
have time to eat.

Oh, did she say big project?

I think that Megan is just
trying to impress you, honey.

The only thing that
Megan is handling right now

are her regular clients.

You probably just
misunderstood her.

Well, I've been doing
an awful lot of that lately.

Mm, that's your
problem, not mine.

It's always nice
seeing you, Ryan.

ANSWERING MACHINE
VOICE: : p.m.

KYLE: Hi, look I didn't
want to call you at work

and talk on the phone.

Oh, I-I do want to talk, Amanda.

Eve said that you might
come by the club tonight.

I hope that you do.

I miss you so much.

(beeps)

Oh, there's nothing I hate
more than doing laundry.

- Mm.
- But after tomorrow,

we can hire
somebody else to do it.

We can? My dad said
that he turned you down,

wouldn't lend you a penny.

Mm-hmm, it was his mistake, too.

But I managed to put together
a few bucks on my own,

and I invested
it in a sure thing.

A sure thing, Michael?

Please tell me you didn't.

Don't worry.

My new best friend,
Perry Hutchins,

- (door closes)
- gave me a tip,

and by the end of
business tomorrow,

(clears throat) our money
problems are gonna be over.

Oh, right, right.

sh**t, we're out of
detergent; I'll be right back.

- All right.
- Hi, Ryan.

- Hey, Jane.
- Hi, Ryan.

What's going on?

Another exciting evening.

(groans)

Doing my laundry, watching TV,

going to bed early alone.

Trust me, I've been there.

But why are you sleeping alone?

I thought you and
Megan were an item.

Yeah, she's working
nights all of a sudden.

Oh.

It's not what you think.

Oh, I wasn't thinking anything.

Hey, um,

did it ever bother you
that Megan was, uh,

you know, a professional woman?

You mean, a hooker?

Mm, yeah, maybe it
bothered me a little.

But I got over it.

Why? Does it bother you?

No, it's in the past.

You don't think
she'd ever go back

to that kind of life, do you?

Nah, not Megan.

It's not who she is anymore.

Yeah, that's what I think, too.

(piano playing)

(playing jazzy tune)

(door opens and closes)

I got your message.

I didn't know you
play the piano.

Surprise, surprise.

Uh, what message is it
that you're referring to?

Uh... (chuckles)

the message you
left on our machine.

Oh, right.

Right.

I almost forgot 'cause it
was, like, hours ago.

Probably had to work late.

Work before anything, right?

You're drunk.

And you are right.

As always.

I actually play
much better drunk.

(clears throat) Fine.

You-you wanted to talk?

Why don't you tell me why
you're drinking so much?

Where should I start?

You know, I like to drink.

Mm-hmm, gives
me something to do.

Dulls the pain.

What pain?

The pain that I feel
when I look at you.

You know, if you're... if
you're trying to hurt me,

you already
succeeded in New York.

Yeah, well, I'm hurting, too,
in case you haven't noticed.

How can I not? I can
smell it on your breath.

(stammers) What does that mean?

What are you... that
I drink too much?

You know what, if I drink
too much, that's my problem.

It has nothing to do with you

or all this pressure
that you put on me.

What pressure? What
are you talking about?

All this baby crap!

Baby crap? It's
what we both want.

No, it's what you want. It...

It's what you want, okay?

And when you want something,

when Amanda Woodward
wants something,

you make it happen, okay?

You get... everybody
else, get out of the way

because it is going
to freaking happen!

If you didn't want to have
a baby, why didn't you

say something before
we made all our plans?

Before we bought the lot?
Before we hired the architect?

Would it have made a
difference? I don't think so.

You know, I am so sick of
being led around on a chain.

(laughs)

Fine. I'm...

I'm glad we had our talk.

(Amanda clears throat)

By the way...

I want you out of the apartment

and out of my life.

(door opens)

Good.

(door slams shut)

After all, you're
holding the chain.

(resumes playing jazzy tune)

(knock on door)

(sighs)

Hey, I got your message.

What's up?

Kyle's things...
You can take them

to the club, dump
them in the trash.

I don't really care.

What, you just made up your mind

- your marriage is over?
- No, Kyle did.

You know, I didn't
chicken out last night.

I went to see him.

And he was drunk
off his ass, as usual.

But it wasn't the liquor
talking when he said

I was the problem.

Good news is, I
won't be much longer.

(door slams)

MAN: Put this stuff in
the back with the others.

Here you go, Marty.

- Got it?
- Yeah.

Hey, excuse me.

Thank you.

Perry?

Perry, hello?

Uh, excuse me.

Um, what's happening here?

Where's Mr. Hutchins?

Don't know any Hutchins.

Yeah, of course you do.

He owns the
place. He lives here.

All I know is a movie company
sh*t here a couple weeks ago.

Now they're gone, and we're
just breaking down the sets.

Movie, sets... this does
not make any sense at all.

I'll give him a call.

WOMAN (over phone): The
cellular number you called

is no longer in service.

Oh, my...

LEXI: I just saw
that computer geek

of ours out in the hall.

You didn't tell him
anything, did you?

- No. I know the rules.
- All right, good.

So, bring me up to date.

Got a list of our Mr. Rights?

Um, not yet.

I have supervised the
interviews of eligibles.

I've had them fill out
our questionnaires,

and with Ralph's new
computer program,

uh, we should narrow
this group down to five,

and I can give you
a list by tomorrow.

Oh, great.

Then you can start
dating them tomorrow.

Wait a minute. I thought the
idea was for you to date them.

I'm dating Ryan.

I'm only asking you to
have one drink with them.

Just check them out.

For what?

Well, all the important things:

bad breath, body
odor, uh, bad skin.

You've got to be kidding me.

Honey, Sterling-Conway-Lewis.

Has a nice ring to it, remember?

Okay.

One date per
finalist... That is it.

And look,

if you can get
them to drink a lot,

try and follow them
into the men's room

and just take a
little peek, huh?

That is where I draw the line.

Hmm.

Well, it was worth a sh*t.

(sighs)

Ryan?

Ryan is Lexi's Mr. Right.

(sighs)

(mid-tempo rock playing)

EVE: ♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ What I needed ♪

♪ You give good love ♪

♪ Like no one else can ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ Well, I'm hungry
and I'm thirsty ♪

♪ And I want you... ♪

Cut it, guys.

Can I help you guys?

Uh, yeah, we're
looking for Kyle McBride.

Buddies of his from New York.

(laughs) Hey, man.

So, uh, is it the hangover,
or are you guys a day early?

Ah, we had a little, uh,
problem with our landlord,

so we thought we'd kick the
Big A and head for the coast.

Good to see you, man.

Hey, good to see you guys.

Man, this place rocks.

Hey, man, thanks.

Scenery ain't bad, either.

So, uh, my boys are ready

to play as soon as
you give the word.

How about tonight?

As long as you guys
got a lead vocalist.

Ah, well, haven't
found the right chick.

Hey, what did I tell you?

Man, you cannot make
it in L.A. as a rock band

unless you got a lead vocalist.

What about the babe?

I mean, she's got a hip sound,

not to mention those eyes.

(chuckles)

Pierce my soul.

That's not a bad idea.

Hey, Eve.

You want to play in
a band with my pals?

I have my own band, thanks.

Well, I just gave your
band the night off.

What time you need her?

Uh, be here at : for
rehearsal and sound check.

Come on, let's go in back.

That's him.

That's the bastard.
That's Hutchins.

You know him?

Yeah, but his
name isn't Hutchins.

It's Roy Burroughs.

Or Steve Hill or Sam Shorey.

Oh, no.

- He has aliases?
- Yeah, man.

Enough to fill a banquet hall.

You see, he moves
from state to state

targeting rich doctors,

hooking them into
investment scams.

But, uh, first of all,
I'm not a rich doctor,

and second, he was a patient.

You know, he had a
serious heart condition.

Yeah, he's got
a heart condition.

He's been known to pop a
truckload of decongestants,

get his heart rate up,

make it seem like the
doctor's saving his life.

We've been after him for years.

Sorry, Doc.

I wouldn't count on
seeing your money again.

I think I'm going to be sick.

I'll tell you what, huh?

I'll walk you out to your car.

Hey! Hey, that's my car!

What are they doing to my car?

- Repo guys.
- Repo guys?

What?

Oh, I see he's still using
the Ferrari trick, huh?

You mean that's
really not my car?

Well, you see,
what he does is, uh...

Please, please, please,
that's enough, okay?

I've heard enough for one day.

Hey, Mike, I tell you what.

I'll get you a ride home
in a squad car, huh?

It's not a Ferrari, but
it does have a siren.

(laughs)

Come on, man.

(officer laughing)

(playing hard rock)

♪ I don't know ♪

♪ If I've survived my sleep ♪

♪ Don't you know me? ♪

♪ I'm your agony ♪

♪ Don't you test me ♪

♪ Try to live inside me ♪

♪ I want to break
through your skin ♪

♪ But I don't
mind, I don't care ♪

♪ I can't see the
sky from here ♪

♪ What have you done? ♪

(applause)

Whoo! You got it going on.

- Get off!
- You are the one.

Yeah, but, you know what?
You got to get back up on

that stage, let the audience
show their appreciation.

I don't care if they are
friends of yours, Kyle.

- I'm never singing with them again.
- Okay.

What is wrong with you?

They're vile, okay?
They reek of booze,

they reek of dope, and
they act like animals.

Hey, who the hell
cares? You know what?

You can start an
empire with these guys.

Oh, please. Like
that's what I really want.

Come on. Think about it!

I'm an ex-con whose husband
doesn't know about my past.

Is that registering anywhere in

that booze-soaked
brain of yours?!

You register this:

I strongly suggest
that you continue

to sit in with these guys.

Is that a thr*at?

You want a job?

You are a mean drunk.

Go to hell, Kyle.

- What'd you say to her?
- Women.

You keep their secrets for them,

and still, they got
no damn loyalty.

Been trying to get a
hold of you all day, Kyle.

Don't you check your messages?
Got your stuff at my place.

Amanda.

She wastes no time.

You come home with me,
get a good night's sleep,

and we'll talk about
what's going on with you.

You know what? I'm
all talked out, Ryan.

I didn't say you
had a choice, Kyle.

Don't you ever try
to hit me again, Kyle.

(Kyle grunts)

The keys to my apartment.
You do whatever you want.

I'm tired of being
your nursemaid.

(footsteps retreat)

Hey, hon, where you been?

I called the
hospital, the office.

Listen, you better sit down.
I got something to tell you.

No, no, shh, you sit down.

It can wait. I got
a surprise for you.

Okay, this is for giving you a
hard time about the new car

and for investing our
money in your patient's deal.

Michael, I want you to
know I believe in you.

Okay.

Open it.

(sighs)

I bought us new Rolexes.

You know, just like the ones
that we saw in the window

on Michigan Avenue when
you were in med school.

Do you like it?

It's beautiful.

But you got to take it back.

No, Michael, I can't.

I-I got it engraved.

Look.

"In love and trust, Jane."

Michael, is something wrong?

Oh, no, no, Jane.

I'm-I'm just overcome
with emotion.

Oh.

Here.

It's like you said before,
this is just the beginning.

No more laundry,
no more takeout,

no more cheap watches.

Oh, Michael.

Never been happier.

I love you.

- AMANDA: Ryan?
- (knock on door)

Ryan, are you home?

What are you doing here?

Um, just crashing with Ryan.

Unless-unless you
got a problem with that.

If I do, I'll make
sure to tell Ryan.

Where is he?

Uh, he's in the shower.

Give this to him
when he gets out.

Look, Amanda.

I'm going through something.

Damn right you are.

I don't know you anymore.

I'm not sure I want to.

Perfect little Amanda.

You know something, I'm
glad you didn't get pregnant.

Because no kid could ever
live up to your expectations.

God knows I can't.

Finally.

We agree on something.

Thank you. Thank you very much.

And, uh, thank you, Dr. Mancini.

We do appreciate the support.

Ah, don't mention it.

I'm glad to be part of
the children's foundation.

Though I can't
contribute any money,

I can always be happy
to contribute my time.

- Hmm.
- Gentlemen, have a good day.

Thanks.

Michael, I'm not one
to buy into emotion,

but what you said in there,

volunteering to be the treasurer
of the children's foundation,

I was a little choked up.

Yeah, you know what, me, too.

But I'm looking forward to
handling your money for you.

And, boy, those children
are adorable, huh?

It's a big responsibility,
you know?

- Ah, bigger, the better.
- You sure?

You got, uh, Fourth
of July, you got Easter,

Valentine's Day is
around the corner.

And before you know
it, it's Christmas. I know.

Is it me or is there more and
more holidays every year?

Oh, hey, listen, you know,
I think I should come down

to your office now and download

those accounting
files off your computer.

No, uh, the hospital auditor's
coming by this morning.

He's gonna finish
the quarterly closing.

- No, he can't do that.
- Yes, he can.

I'm the treasurer, duly elected.

I'm in charge of the books.

Okay.

It's good to see you taking
your responsibilities so seriously.

You download the computer
and I'll send him over.

Perfect. Don't want
any trouble with an audit

- right out of the gate here.
- Good.

- Okay.
- Okay.

♪ Listen to my rhymes
and feel my sting ♪

♪ Your skills are weak,
can't get on my swing ♪

♪ Keep my balance
with the yin and yang ♪

♪ I blew the whole set,
hear my people sing, what ♪

Hey, could we get a check?

- Sure.
- My card.

Thanks.

So, I'm sorry Amanda
couldn't join us.

But everything she
said about you was true.

You sure sold me on the agency.

Yeah, she's gonna
be glad to hear that.

So, I'll pop by the
office tomorrow,

kick around some ideas.

Ryan?

- Did you hear what I said?
- Yeah.

Um, you know what, I
want to say hello to a friend.

You, uh, you mind?

I got to make a
pit stop, anyway.

I'll see you outside.

There you go, sir.

Yes.

You should know,
this is a first for me.

I'm not the type who
normally responds to ads,

but, you know, when you wrote

that you were
looking for a guy that...

Oh, you know what, um,
let me stop you right there.

I'm not the woman
looking for a guy,

I'm actually the...
warm-up date.

This is a scam, right?

No, no, it's not at all.

It's just, um, the
way that the woman

who placed the ad wanted it.

Um, she's just had a lot of

sort of romantic
disappointment lately and...

Well, let's not
disappoint her again.

I'd like you to get to know me.

But can I be honest with you?

I really hate this place.

- You mind if we go somewhere else?
- Yeah.

I mean, no... I mean,
um, yeah, I guess.

As long as it's not your house.

(both laugh)

What did you have in
mind, a restaurant or...?

How's The Ivy sound?

Oh, God, that sounds great.

Sounds really great.

Um, you know what,
I'm just gonna have to get

- some change for the valet.
- Oh, hey, forget it.

- It's on me.
- You sure?

Absolutely.

Okay.

Thank you.

♪ On the dot, flow's
natural 'cause we do it a lot ♪

♪ Swing body-body-body-body,
we gon' swing... ♪

How come you're in the dark?

I hadn't noticed.

Why aren't you at the club?

I'm taking a couple of days off.

Why don't you have
dinner with me tonight?

I swear, I won't mention Kyle.

There's nothing to mention.

My marriage is over.

Did you know that?

Amanda, whatever's
going on with Kyle,

the two of you are gonna
get through it somehow.

I don't think so.

You know, as much
as it hurt to hear

some of the things
he said, he was right.

It's my fault.

First, I destroy the man and
then I destroy the marriage.

Amanda, don't
do that to yourself.

I did the same thing to Peter.

You-you should ask
him about it sometime.

I turned him into a drunk and
then I drove him to cheat on me.

(sighs)

What am I gonna do without Kyle?

(sniffles)

(slurring): Hey, Pete.

Where the hell's Eve?

She called in sick, but we
both know that's bull, right?

If she said she's
sick, she's sick.

You know, man, I don't get it.

I am offering her the
opportunity of a lifetime

to play with my band,
she blows me off.

Maybe she doesn't
want to be around you.

Is that some kind of dig?

Take it as a warning.

Flush the pills down the
toilet and knock off the booze.

Yeah, well, I got
one for you, too.

A warning.

Don't believe everything
your songbird tells you.

Or should I say jailbird?

What's that supposed to mean?

Nothing.

Forget it.

I asked you a question.

I want an answer or I go to
Amanda with your dirty laundry.

Your wife spent the
last years... in prison.

What?

Hey, come here.

What are you talking...?

She k*lled a guy back in
high school, back in Oakhurst,

the place where the
two of you got hitched.

Now she's out on parole
and living with her best friend.

Guess who.

Amanda.

Who would've been her cell
mate, but you know Amanda,

she bought her way out of it.

Who told you all this?

Eve.

And Amanda.

Day of your wedding.

Partners in crime
begged me not to tell you.

They begged me, but, you know,
promises are made to be broken.

Just like marriages.

Right, Pete?