13x04 - I, Claudia

[bunniefuu]

[narrator] Previously on Knots Landing.

Leave it. Leave it and get out.

-Do you realize how much-- -I don't care.

I want you to teach me how to read.

I'm not sure that I'm the best teacher in the whole world,

but I got a feeling that we'll figure it out.

It's embarrassing seeing your mother naked

on every newsstand in Los Angeles.

When you're up against the wall

and nobody's running to help you,

you do what you have to do.

Sumner passed.

What he couldn't see what this is, what it could be?

The idea he loved passed on the package.

Does that mean the project's available?

Maybe if I told you who the new partner was,

You could figure it out.

Pierce Lawton.

I think you showed our file to your boyfriend.

-Am I right? -Yes.

You're fired.

I was just trying to protect you, Brian.

See how much she knew.

I had a life once.

Now it's over.

[theme music]

[Linda's mother] Darling, how are you?

I got your gift today.

The brooch you sent me. It's grand.

But darling, I'm so surprised

you didn't remember that it's just like the one

Horace gave me last year, only smaller.

Uh, I hope you hung on to the receipts.

Big kiss. Mommy loves you.

Wait a minute. I'm getting a mixed signal here.

Last week you hated having Sam Duran

on the show because he was, what,

-too macho? -And mindless and malicious?

So you walk off the show.

Now here comes a woman who, by the way,

-every other gab show is dying. -That makes no difference.

Anne Matheson, who like overnighters,

has become a symbol of liberation to women over 40.

For women over 40 who wanna take their clothes off in public.

She's a glorified stripper, Marv. Listen to this.

"'Who says younger women should have all the fun?"

says Ann Matheson, "It's no secret that most men

"find women more attractive when they're more experienced in love."

This is drivel, Marv, and I won't have it on my show.

Didn't I hear something that you and this Matheson

know each other? Were involved with the same guy?

This is not personal.

Yeah, maybe it is or maybe it isn't.

But the way you sound right now,

we got ourselves one hot interview.

No argument, MacKenzie, prep the show.

-[Debbie] Wow. -Well, at least he heard me out.

Treated my views with respect.

Well, I told you my opinion. It's your show.

Even if it is his station.

Right now, he can have both of them.

Something I can help you with?

Yeah, but it's not about the show though.

All the better.

Who was that guy who was here with you last week?

[Debbie] You know, the serious looking one?

Frank Williams?

He's a friend.

My lawyer.

Can I have his phone number?

You need some legal advice?

Heck no.

Well...

I could let him know you asked.

How's that?

Um... Maybe I could look it up.

Williams comma Frank,

Attorney at Law.

Thanks.

[indistinct mumbling]

Oh, no. No.

I told you before,

tangerine ice is not in your color palette.

How would you know?

[chuckles] I know everything about you.

You're my nudest detail. It's my obsession.

You know what I see when I look at you?

What? My hair's not right yet?

I see The Beatles

the night before they went on the Ed Sullivan.

I see Cassius Clay

the night before he did a listing in Miami.

I see Edison

when he's walking around snapping his fingers

going E equals MC what?

-What? -That was Einstein.

Edison was light bulb.

I'm making a general point here Anne

The Karen McKenzie show.

It's a Launchpad.

Fame. Minus ten and counting.

Benny, I'm tired. I got to take a nap.

What tired? Come on!

We haven't even done wardrobe yet.

Behold. It's a Benjamin Appleman.

Four line.

Not bad.

Not bad?

With, I think...

the suede pumps and pantyhose I picked up

and...

Jewelry? No jewelry? What do you think?

You're actually asking me?

The pearl drop earrings I bought you.

The bead drop earrings.

[stuttering] Yeah. Anne.

While you're resting, why don't you just...

run your eyes over these notes?

Look, Benny, I'm tired.

I have a headache. Do you understand?

Uh, yeah, sure.

I'm sorry, I'm...

Sleep tight.

Hey, I thought you'd left.

Saw the horse up in the north pastor.

Anything wrong?

-No. -Looking for Joseph?

No, I came to see you.

It's just my mother. I mean, she's driving me crazy.

Wherever I go, whenever I come out of my apartment.

-She's there. -Yeah, I know.

-She wants to talk to you. -Did she call you?

Of course she called to me. She's called everyone.

Want to know what I think you should do?

I know, we should talk.

Yeah. But that's not what you want to hear, is it?

Kate, talking's always good.

You know when there's nothing you have to say to each other.

Sometimes, especially then.

So I told the dip

and that was his idea of a gift.

I was not the girl for him.

I mean, what's he getting me gifts for anyway?

-He's a married man, but it-- -[Claudia exhales deeply]

Miss Whittaker, Miss Whitaker.

Oh my God.

She just keeled over and I couldn't get her to--

-What's wrong with her? -I don't know. I've got no idea.

Stand guard here.

Yo sis, you're looking a little distressed there.

[water dripping]

Here. Drink this.

Um... Um... Look, I'm all right. You don't have to... bother.

What bother? I just happened to be cruising by the ladies room

and... dropped in to see if anybody had fainted.

-Is that what I did? -That's what you did?

Ooh.

Has this happened before?

Well I'm, I'm, you know, I'm fine.

I'm better now.

You're not answering the question.

Has this happened before?

Maybe maybe if I...

just was able to sleep a little bit better, you know?

You have a doctor?

Uh... Look, um...

I know what it is, all right?

I'm just worried all the time about Kate.

No, I'm sorry,

I promised myself I was not going to complain to you

about it anymore.

Well.

Didn't work, huh?

-What didn't work. -The fainting routine.

Funny how it just happened to be my secretary was here

-when you went down. -Oh, Gregory.

I'm supposed to see that you're upset

and then agree to go ahead and talk to young Kate for you.

Only trouble is, I don't buy it.

And even if I did buy it, it wouldn't work.

Because young Kate won't talk to me.

[scoffs] You...

You believe that I would fake something like this.

If you plan to do it again, you should tell me

and I'll have some pile carpet put down

-so you don't-- -Oh Greg, you know.

Oh! Just, you know, you are absolutely impossible.

You are an absolute pain in the you know what?

Hi. Yes, Gary Ewing trying again.

Uh... No, the Commissioner hasn't called me back yet.

Look, would it be possible for me to speak to him now?

[Pierce] Hello. This is Pierce Lawton.

Can you put me through him on his car phone?

Great, thanks.

-Still working in the bank? -No.

Hi, Phil. Yeah. Hi.

Yeah, I can hear you fine for the moment.

[Pierce] Jim, yeah.

[telephone ringing]

Hey, Joseph, can you get another line?

Not really, no.

Look, Jim, can I put you on hold for one second?

Yeah, I wanted to talk a little bit about the proposal.

Damn, I just cut him off.

[telephone ringing]

Tidal Energy Incorporated, Paige Matheson speaking.

No, no, you have the right number.

[Paige] Oh well, I left the Sumner group.

I guess you could say I found something more exciting.

Oh, it's certainly nice to hear that from someone at City Hall.

Well, maybe you'd like to come over

and see the prototype next week.

That would be terrific.

Okay, I'll set it up with your office

when you get back, then.

Okay. I look forward to seeing you too, Commissioner.

Bye, bye.

Let's just say, for the sake of argument,

that we consider letting you work here.

Oh well, I could show you amazing references.

How do we know you're not a corporate spy?

Um... You want to frisk me?

[indistinct chatter]

[Seymour] This is quite a spot, Mr. Sumner.

[Greg] I've stayed for a tax dodge.

How's your room, professor?

Palatial. Bigger than my whole house.

Will have to see about getting you a new house.

Hi, here we are.

-Lars? -Seymour?

[both laughing]

-[Seymour] What are you doing? -I can't believe it's you.

-[Lars] What? -What brings you to the States?

-How's Mag? -She's fine.

You two know each other?

Professor Thorwald.

He stole my first wife from me.

What are you doing here? Seriously.

Well, Mr. Sumner invited me to come.

Sent me a plane ticket and an obscenely generous check.

[George] Seymour!

-Lars. -[Seymour] George.

[laughter]

What are the odds against something like this taking place.

Mr. Sumner? What is this all about?

Well, you're three of the most famous oceanographers

in the world, and I have this wacky idea

about tidal energy.

Yes, Jason... and that's what it is...

MacKenzie Law Office.

[police siren wailing]

Hold on please.

Frank, line two, Debbie Porter.

Hello. Frank Williams.

Hi. This is Debbie Porter.

We met at the TV station the other night.

Oh, yeah. Yeah, we did.

-Hey, how you doing? -Good.

Did Karen tell you I was going to call?

As a matter of fact, she did.

I'd like to go out with you.

Uh...

-You want to go out with me? -Friday night?

-I got the night off. -[chuckles]

Now... No, see I have a daughter and that wouldn't work out.

Oh, come on, Frank, it'll be fun.

Live life dangerously.

Well, let's just say, for the sake of argument,

what would we do?

[Debbie] Can you just leave that to me? Okay?

I'll make all the arrangements and I'll pick you up at 7:00.

[laughs] You gonna pick me up, right?

Okay, you wanna keep it old fashioned?

Fine. You pick me up at 7:00.



I'll be waiting up, Frank. Bye, bye

No, Debbie. It won't-- Debbie?

Is that the girl from Karen's show?

-How did you know about it? -Karen told me about her.

I understand she's a knockout.

-Yeah, she is. -So what's the problem, Frank?

Oh, you know me, Mack.

I like a quiet night at home.

Blues.

A thick book on African history.

This is a college kid. I can't hang--

You're just thinking about yourself.

You got to do it for us married guys.

[instrumental music]

Now I thought that we'd workout here,

so I... kind of set things up for us.

-Okay? -Okay.

[sighs] Now.

I have never done this before,

so we're both going to have to...

feel our way together.

Slowly, all right?

There's so many beautiful flowers out here.

Um...

[horse neighing]

"This right here is a bird...

with a round body and a long tail."

Say "bird."

Lynette, go ahead say it.

-Bird. -Right.

Okay, now this is the letter "B."

-Bah. -Bah.

Yeah. That kind of looks like a bird

with a round body and a long tail. Right?

-Now say "bird." -Bird.

Okay, now this...

is the word "bird."

Bah, er, er, dah.

Bird.

Now read "bird."

Bir... d.

Oh, that. That's bird right there.

Yes.

[crackling paper]

Whatever you do, don't forget to put the body lotion

and the personal appearance at the Raceway.

Benny, I have been plugging the personal appearance

at the Raceway in my sleep.

Matheson, someone to see you

and you've got about ten minutes. That's it.

-Paige. -Mother.

This is Mr. Appleman.

my business associate.

Benny, my daughter.

Oh, hey, how do you?



I buy them, I restore them.

Just lately I haven't had the time.

-Uh, well, I-- -That's good.

Well, I can tell you're not here

just to lend moral support to your mother.

I've come here to stop you from making a fool of yourself.

Don't look at me like that.

It was one thing doing those pictures.

You make them sound like French postcards.

Yeah, well it is worse making a course out of it.

I mean this whole "older women have more fun thing"

that you're doing is ridiculous.

What's wrong with it?

Mother what's wrong with acting like the Mother Teresa

of aging exhibitionist?

[chuckles]

Why shouldn't women, at whatever age?

Mother, you're not listening to what I'm saying.

[Marv] Miss Matheson.

-Excuse me. -Oh.

My daughter, Paige Matheson.

[Marv] How do you do?

They want you on stage for a color check.

I'm assuming that you're in a different line of work

than your mother.

Right.

Guess some mother-daughter act there's too much to hope for.

Yeah.

[indistinct chatter]

Ms. MacKenzie. Karen, Hi.

-[Karen] Hi. -I'm Benjamin Appleman.

-Oh. -I represent Anne Matheson.

I just want to say how honored--

I've got something to say to you.

I don't like this interview.

I'm being forced into it by my producer.

Oh, yeah.

I heard you were married to the same guy.

That's got nothing to do with it.

Look, I'm doing this interview as a journalist,

not as some publicity flack for Anne Matheson.

I just want you to know that.

I'm going to cut through all that malarkey

she's been feeding the press.

Do I make myself clear?

Nice talking to you.

Good evening and welcome to Open Mic.

Our guest tonight. is talk of the town,

Anne Matheson, whose recent exposure

in the October edition of McGeary's

is this week's most controversial topic.

Ladies and Gentlemen, Anne Matheson.

[applause]

-Hi. -Hello, Karen.

Debutante, heiress,

former board member of the Sumner Foundation.

Why did you take your clothes off for all the world to see?

Because I thought I had something worth seeing.

[laughter]

[Karen] That's not the point of my question.

How do you answer the people who say

you might be demeaning yourself?

Well, I say I don't think so.

It might be demeaning if I didn't have the body for it,

but I do. Do you think it's demeaning?

Yes.

Maybe you don't have the body for it.

[audience gasp and laugh]

It's not about that.

Look, what this is about is my age.

The society writes off women over 40.

Saying we're no longer sexual beings.

Well, I don't think that's true anymore.

Maybe not. Thanks to women like me.

And of course this has nothing to do with money.

Of course it had to do with money.

I have to make a living.

I use my skills like anybody else.

I couldn't make it sooner.

[Anne] ...like Margaret Thatcher.

-How's it going? -...like you.

Just the way I was afraid it would.

I don't believe you did this spread to make a point.

I told you why I did it.

To make a living.

What about the demeaning aspect of taking off your clothes?

You don't know why I did it?

All right. Tell us.

You know what's demeaning?

Being homeless, living on the streets of this city.

Well, I agree. But...

I lived it. I was homeless.

I don't understand.

You wanted the real story. I'm giving it to you.

I was homeless, living on the streets like a bag lady.

[chuckles] Hell, I was a bad lady.

You want me to believe that?

It's the truth.

[sighs] My clothes were stolen.

I tried to go to my daughter's house.

But we hadn't been getting along...

Tell them the whole truth, how you stole my clothes,

my money, my credit card.

And the real truth is that...

I used her money and her credit cards.

I'm not complaining

because by shutting the door on me,

she pushed me into a whole new life.

I was down and out.

Me, the little rich girl

who'd always had everything handed to her.

But I had the strength and the courage

to turn my life around.

And if it meant taking my clothes off to do it.

So what?

[audience cheering]

[indistinct chatter]

-You must be Pierce Lawton. -I'm glad to meet you.

You don't look happy.

[Anne] I guess I blew it up there, huh?

But suddenly, I was just so tired

of this rap I've been giving.

And then I didn't know what else to say. So...

So you told the truth.

[emotional music]

[knocking] Come on, come on.

Oh! For crying out loud Anne.

Did you break a bottle of perfume in here or what?

You got a headache?

I just don't like my bathroom all full of that odor.

[bottles clinking]

[sighs]

What is wrong with you, Benny?

[scoffs] We get back from the television studio.

You don't congratulate me.

You don't even mention meeting my daughter, Paige.

Which makes you unique among men in my experience.

And now you're complaining about perfume in the bathtub.

Benny, that bathtub looked like

it was something from ancient Rome

when I moved in here.

And not only can you see the bottom of it now,

but it actually smells nice.

You do have a gift for improvisation.

I can see how you have the urge

to kind of want to use it.

Improvisation.

Is this about me not following your script?

Excuse me. "Not following"?

You ignored it.

You were up there in left field, Anne.

-So what are you saying? -I am saying

nobody wants to hear about you being homeless.

Well. It's the truth.

Oh, it's "the truth." Well, flop scamming.

Here's the truth too. You wanna tell them about that?

You're going to tell them about Framingham?

And the maid's uniform?

This is going to work for us, Benny.

Oh, please, don't scare me, babe.

I don't want to be the only one doing the thinking around here.

[sighs]

Appleman Enterprises.

Oh.

Yeah, that's the correct address.

Oh, great. Oh, great.

Yeah. Thanks so much for... Thanks so much for calling.

Bye.

Armstrong's office

sending over a bottle of champagne.

Just wanted to check on the number,

make sure the address is, is right. [chuckles]

Apparently, I don't know,

they've been getting some calls.

It looks like you're some kind of...

hit.

[pop music playing]

Food here looks fantastic.

Wow! What is that?

You won't believe what this is.

-This is-- -No, no, don't tell me.

I don't want to know. I don't want to know.

-[Debbie's friend] Debbie. -Hi, Teo.

-Your table, always the best. -Thank you. This is Frank.

You don't want to miss the band later, Frank.

Scuds.

Really amazing.

Let's dance.

Dance? No, no.

Please.

Well, okay.

I think I can still take it.

[music continues]

So I'm about six or seven

and my brother and his friends are a few years older

and they dare me.

So I take the dare,

I take the service elevator

up to the roof of the apartment building alone

and I go outside

on the roof and it's night

and it's like 30 stories up over Park Avenue.

and...

I walk right up...

and step right up onto the edge of the building.

-Why? -[Pierce] Because that was part of the dare.

-Great reason. -No, but I'm I'm thinking...

"I'm okay. This is okay. I'm not scared."

And then... [snaps fingers]

Every light in the city goes out just like that.

-Oh, what happened? -The blackout, 1965.

I-- I... I couldn't move.

I couldn't see my feet.

It took me like, I don't know,

two hours to get off the ledge

and crawl back inside.

That's the scariest night.

What? What?

Thinking of you at seven. Oh, cutie pie.

Okay.

It's your turn.

No.

You won't ask me a question?

Because there's something you want to tell me.

Well, it's your game, isn't it?

No secrets.

I didn't say no secrets.

I said no lies.

It's different.

[emotional music]

[Paige sighs]

There is something that I want to tell you.

That I'm afraid to tell you.

Why?

It can't hurt us.

Nothing can hurt us.

Well, that's a crazy thing to say.

So I'm crazy.

[emotional music]

Sumner.

I was in love with him.

Well, we were in love.

More in common all the time. Sumner and I.

How does that make you feel?

[exhales]

It makes me want to turn back the clock

and be the only man you ever know.

[emotional music]

But then you wouldn't be here.

It's okay.

Show me.

[emotional music]

[Frank] Oh, no. No. Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

Here we go. Ta-da.

You are too much with all this chivalry.

Come on.

Uh, Debbie.

I-- I think I should say goodnight here.

What are you talking about?

Well, I got a pretty heavy day tomorrow.

I have to be in court pretty early.

Oh, come on, Frank, Come up.

I've had such a wonderful time. I like you so much.

-No, I shouldn't. -You won't be sorry.

It's not about you.

I like you a lot.

It's all right. You don't have to explain.

Will you call me tomorrow?

-Yeah. -Good.

Because you know, if you don't, I will be calling you.

[Frank chuckling] Yeah, I know.

All right.

Goodnight, Frank.

Night.

[exhales]

-Ha. -And.

Hey... Oh, I can't Val. What's the point?

Sweetie, this takes time.

Give it a chance. You'll see.

But I feel so stupid. I'm ashamed.

The only shame, Lynette...

is doing nothing about it.

Come on, sit back down.

Now, believe it or not, you are ready to read a story.

-I am. Get out of here. -No, you'll see.

Now, the title is The Girl .

-Read the title. -"The Girl."

Read this word.

-"Bird." -Good.

"This is a bird." Now read it.

-"This is... a bird." -Great.

"This is a... hand."

"The girl has a bird."

-That's it. -[Lynette] The girl has a bird.

-[door knock] -Perfect.

Okay, now I want you to read it again.

-You're doing great. -Okay.

-I'll be right back. -"This is a bird."

-Right. -[Lynette] "This is a cup."

"This is a..."

-Hi. -Hi.

That is Lynette.

She's a friend of mine. I'm helping her out.

Hmm.

She... she never learned to read.

And you're teaching her?

Well, actually, I'm supposed to be working on my new book.

-But-- -Good for you.

Good for her.

[Karen] Oh boy, I envy you.

-You envy me? -Yeah.

[chuckles] Oh, Karen, what are you saying?

Saw the show last night, it was wonderful.

Anne was...

She was incredible.

There was only one thing wrong

with my show last night.

It wasn't mine.

I came to Open Mic... for a reason.

[exhaling deeply] That reason disappeared.

Well, Karen, we all have...

-moments when our work seems-- -No, it's more than a moment.

You know, you're telling me about Gary.

How much this project means to him,

How much your writing means to you.

That's...

That's what I want.

But Karen, you've got it.

I didn't want to do that show last night.

My producer forced me into it.

But don't you see how you're affecting

thousands of people's lives?

Sometimes I think...

If you really want to affect people's lives,

you do it the way you're doing it.

With Lynette.

One-on-one.

[thumping]

[Mort] Good shot, Sir.

-Game point. -[Mort] Here we go.

[thumping]

[Mort exhales deeply]

Nice game, Sir.

Wish I could have worked up a sweat.

[Mort] I'll try to practice a little more.

[Mort breathing heavily]

-Thanks again, Chief. -Thanks for the game, Morski.

Pierce Lawton?

You ready to roll or you want to take a cat nap?

[chuckling] It's you.

What happened to Kravitz?

A little tampering with the board, huh?

Let's go.

So your Paige's new flavor of the month, eh?

How long you been in action?

-Two weeks? -It was wonderful.

You're still able to play at your age.

That's a young man's sport after all.

Well, you know, finesse still counts for something.

Serve.

[thump]

[thump]

Good shot. Ace.

[Greg] One, nothing.

[thumping]

Two, nothing

[thumping]

[Pierce grunting]

[Greg] Nine, seven.

[thumping]

[grunting]

[Pierce] Eleven, twelve

[thumping]

Fourteen, fourteen

[thumping]

[panting]

Nice match.

[Greg] Same to you.

Listen, you won the match.

You get to play the next guy on the board.

[Pierce panting] You gotta be kidding.

Mind if I stay on?

No, be my guest.

Thanks for the warm up. Doctor Kravitz.

Ready? Okay?

I want to get you as if the last thing I did.

-No way. -Bobby.

Bobby, give me the ball.

Great pass. He catches it. He runs down.

[clamoring]

Gary.

[phone ringing]

Get the ball Bobby.

[Val hushes]

[children shouting]

I'm sorry. Oh yeah. Just a minute.

I'll get him. Gary.

-[Gary] What? -[whispering] It's the bank.

-[Gary] The bank. -[Val] Yes.

-Oh, the bank. Ooh. -[Val whispers indistinctly]

Gary Ewing here.

Yes, Mr. Samson.

[breathing heavily]

All right. Thank you, Sir.

[Val] What Gary?

[sighs] We got it. We got the loan.

[cheers]

Gary!

[all cheering]

What do you know about me?

-I think-- -I'm your mother, yes, but what?

What do you really know about the life that I've led

or what I've gone through?

Not much.

Done a great job hiding it.

Do you remember this?

♪ Don't sit under the apple tree with anyone else but me ♪

♪ Anyone else but me... ♪♪

Hmm?

Yeah, you used to sing it to me.

So?

Do you remember I said that my mother

used to sing it to me?

[Claudia] Well, that was a lie.

My mother never sang it to me.

My mother never sang anything to me, period.

I used to hear her, though,

singing through the wall of Greg.

Singing him to sleep...

every night.

While on the other side of the wall,

I cried myself to sleep

because I didn't exist for my mother.

Is this going to be about

your deprived childhood, Mother?

No, no. I just want you to--

No, you're trying to remake your life through mine.

Forget it.

I am so disappointed.

There is nothing new here.

Your imagination must be drying up.

I just thought that if you knew...

If you if you really... knew and you understood...

I mean, after all, you are my daughter

-and I want-- -No, you don't have a daughter.

-No-- -You have lost me, Mother.

And if when I'm gone, you ask yourself where I am,

what happened to the daughter you had.

You tell yourself that you k*lled her brother.

Her brother and your son,

and she never wanted to see you again.

Not ever.

[slow guitar music]

Claudia?

I couldn't help overhearing.

[crying]

Come on, let's get out of here. Come on.

Come on.

[Karen] I know how hard it must have been

to hear her say those things.

Maybe I deserve it.

Karen, I have done terrible things.

We make mistakes.

We're human, but kids can be so cruel,

they just have no idea what they mean to us.

That's it, isn't it?

That they just don't know.

Yeah, I went through this with my kids.

I felt exactly the way you do right now.

That I'd lost them.

But we got through it somehow.

So are you and Kate.

[chuckles]

You don't know how badly I want to believe that.

Why don't you let me drive you home?

I can have Mack come back here and pick up your car.

No. Why?

Well, because you know,

I just thought that maybe...

you wouldn't want to be alone right now.

Uh... No.

Not right now.

Maybe I could come by later.

Tonight, for dinner. Good. Good.

That'll take your mind off things.

Yes.

Thank you.

I would like that.

It's...

It's the nights that are bad.

Look, um... Why don't you come over at around...

Oh gosh.

Mack's working late tonight.

Is nine o'clock okay?

Okay, I'll be there on the dot.

Good.

Karen.

I needed a friend right now.

Thanks for being one.

[whispering] Okay.

[sighs]

[Gary]...so I see this guy stumbling around the ocean.

I think he's drowning.

I gallop out there like The Lone Ranger.

Think I'm going to save his life. But what?

What I didn't realize...

was that he was going to end up saving our lives.

-Oh! -Joseph, stand up.

[applause]

An English poet once said that

which makes us happy also makes us wise.

Uh, now it seems it's also about to make us rich.

[laughter]

Yeah, thanks to the bank.

Come on, Pierce. I'm not a speech maker.

Well, this is the first speech I've made

since getting kicked off the debating team at Princeton.

-Kicked off? -[Pierce] Yeah.

For what? Cheating?

[Paige laughing]

For refusing to wear a tie.

Toast.

[Pierce] Here's to great ideas, great people.

Here's to us.

-[glasses clinking] -Cheers.

[indistinct chatter on background]

Cheers.

I'm so proud of you.

You want my honest opinion?

Yeah, I want your honest opinion.

-All right. -It's 9:30. Where is she?

I hate when people ask that.

What?

Do you want my honest opinion?

What do you think I want your dishonest opinion?

Well, let me answer the question.

You want to know what I think of Armstrong,

-where the show is going. -No.

The other question.

Meaning... you want to know what I think about Anne Matheson

taking her clothes off for that magazine?

Right.

Well.

As a lawyer and...

believing in freedom of expression, as I do.

I don't want your opinion as a lawyer.

-All right? As a man? -[Karen] Forget it.

-What "forget it"? -As a man

you already answered my question.

I did not. I haven't told you what I think of Anne

taking her clothes off for that spread.

Not that question. The other question.

The one I didn't ask.

Uh... Forgive me.

I'm confused. I only have one brain.

The question was,

did you buy the magazine

and did you see the piece?

Did I answer that?

-Yes you did. -I answered that?

Without meaning to, maybe, but you did.

You saw the piece, and furthermore

-you liked what you saw. -Karen.

Mack, she ought to be here by now.

[laughter]

[Val] Disgusting.

Check's already been taken care of. So...

All right, I thought we agreed

this was supposed to be on the company.

I'm sorry, Mr. Lawton, and I assumed you knew.

The bill was picked up by Mr. Sumner.

How did he know we're here?

-I don't like it. -I do.

A toast to our worthy adversary.

What's life without one?

[chuckles]

Carlos, did you take care of that check for me.

I arranged it personally, Sir.

Um, there's someone here to see you.

Don't tell me. IRS, CPA?

FBI.

Police.

Detective Markham.

Sorry to interrupt your dinner.

That's all right. You want to join me?

-There's plenty. -No, that's all right.

What's this about?

Linda Fairgate.

She was found m*rder*d in her apartment.

[dramatic music]

How?

Somebody cut her throat.

[dramatic music]

I'm going over there.

So she's late. People are late.

People sometimes forget.

You didn't see her today, Mack.

The lights are on at the house.

Hey, come on. Aren't you being a little melodramatic?

Mack.

[dramatic music]

[doorbell ringing]

I'm scared, Mack.

[knocking]

[doorbell ringing]

Claudia?

Claudia?

[intense music]

Mack.

[dramatic music]

[theme music]