05x08 - A Change of Heart

[bunniefuu]

[theme music playing]

[suspenseful music playing]

Bob. Come on, you and your cryptic messages.

-What's up? -Come on, come on.

I thought you'd wanna be here. Excuse me.

I gotta meet these guys from Banco in an hour and a half.

Look, Diana asked me to meet her.

She's evidently had a change of heart.

About Chip?

Yeah, she's making a deposition.

She's telling everything she knows.

-Where is she? -Hey, Mack, not now.

Hey, I just wanna talk to her. Give her my support.

Hey, Mack, look, she's going solo on this one.

So let her, all right?

Mack?

-Yeah, yeah. Yes. -Okay.

And note that this is taking place at her request.

And for the record, lister is Diana Fairgate Roberts,

aka Denise.

Don't ask.

I, uh, trust that we can get this over quickly.

Sure, your client's familiar with the process,

and she's been sworn in.

Okay, Mrs. Roberts, whenever you're ready.

Ciji's death was an accident.

[Morrison] An accident? Meaning what?

There was an argument. It was over me and--

This argument, it was between who?

Ciji and my husband.

-You mean Chip Roberts? -Yes, Chip.

Before we met,

Chip had gone to bed with Ciji.

It was only once, but she got pregnant,

and she was jealous of--

[Morrison] Whoa, how do you know this?

He told me.

So everything you're telling me comes from Chip?

Yes.

[Morrison] All right, thank you. I want that established.

Go on.

Ciji was jealous of me.

Of what Chip felt for me, of our relationship.

She was set on breaking us up.

She thought that if I found out

she was carrying Chip's baby, I would leave him.

They argued and...

Go ahead, Mrs. Roberts. They argued.

They fought.

Chip lost control.

A-and this all happened so we could be together.

Can't you understand that it was an accident?

So they had a fight in Miss Dunne's apartment.

Not a verbal fight. They came to blows, right?

[sobs] He hit her.

-[Morrison] I'm sorry? -He hit her!

[Diana] To stop her.

To keep what we had from falling apart.

He didn't mean to k*ll her. Can you understand that?

He did it because he loved me.

[sobbing]

Gary, it may have been short, but...

I think last night was the perfect honeymoon.

Gary?

-Sweetheart? -Hm.

[scoffs]

Before she goes, Mrs. Gary Ewing would like

a kiss from, uh, Mr. Gary Ewing.

-She would, would she? -She would.

-Oh, no, no. -Oh, come on.

I'm late enough as it is. [sighs]

Bye.

[door closes]

Um, hi, I'd like to speak to your manager, please.

Gary Ewing.

Yeah, I had a room at your hotel, Room 1004.

Uh, no, no, everything was fine, thanks.

I'm, uh, calling about one of your employees,

uh, the girl that delivered room service.

Offhand, do you happen to know her name?

Well, uh, could you check?

[chuckles] Yeah, yeah, I understand that,

but this is very important to me.

I... No, no, no, she didn't do anything wrong.

I-I just need to get in touch with her.

Uh, what do you mean temporary?

She's still got to have a name, doesn't she?

[sighs] Uh, how about the agency?

Could you give me the name of that?

In the Valley.

Uh, well, what was the name again?

Fine. You've been a big help.

Laura.

Laura, wait a minute.

-Hi. -Hello.

Look. [sighs]

I've really been rotten.

I won't argue with that.

All right.

Lately, I've been insensitive, irritable, self-centered.

Feel free to stop me at any time.

Certainly, I've been something less than a friend.

I can imagine how difficult it's been with Richard gone.

I guess I, I...

haven't considered what you've been going through.

I've been... Mack. [sighs]

I've been too, uh, busy thinking about myself.

So, um...

[car door closes]

-So, uh-- -Karen.

W-wait.

Diana just gave Morrison her deposition.

What?

Yeah, she just went in

and did enough to put the creep away.

Mack, do you know what this means?

Listen to me, Karen. I saw what she was going through.

-Mack. -Karen, she's not ready

to come home yet. She needs more time.

I don't know how you pulled it off,

and I don't think I wanna know.

But the next time I'm in the market for a minor miracle,

you can bet I know who to call.

Well, I swear, Jim, I don't know what you're talking about.

Of course not, Mrs. Ewing.

[chuckles]

It does have a nice ring to it, doesn't it?

Especially since today is the very day

that Gary's new inheritance is activated.

How fortunate.

The rich really do get richer.

We keep getting offers for the Lotus Point property.

-Substantial offers. -I know.

The key to developing that whole Lotus Point area

is that stupid apartment house my uncle left me.

Uh, the apartment house your uncle left you and Karen.

[scoffs]

Surely if you told your sister-in-law

how much money was involved--

She'd still say no.

Anyway, I don't want her to know.

I don't wanna sell that parcel, Jim.

I wanna develop that Lotus Point area myself.

Well, will your sister-in-law sell you her interest?

-Let's leave Karen out of it. -I wish we could.

I think we can.

Look, Jim, I'm not a lawyer,

so tell me if I'm wrong here, okay?

Isn't that, uh, apartment house managed by a company

-by the name of H&O Management? -Mm.

Couldn't H&O Management be bought out?

Yes.

Then what would happen?

Well, if it were bought out

by the right party.

Perhaps a company like, uh, Appaloon.

Mrs. McKenzie would continue to receive her monthly checks.

-None the wiser. -None the richer.

Mm-hm. And we'd be able to develop the property.

Absolutely. Mrs. McKenzie would remain a partner, of course...

but silent.

And dumb.

Look, I know this is just a half-formed idea, but...

you'll fill it out and make it work, won't you?

[woman] How many guests are you expecting?

-Uh, look, Mister... -Parker.

It might be your sister. It might not.

Why don't you take another look? She may have changed her hair.

Mr. Parker, I'm, I'm sorry.

You're putting me in a very awkward position.

The names of our personnel are privileged.

Yeah, I, uh, I can appreciate that.

How could I maintain a workforce if word got out

that we gave away information like this?

This is an emergency.

I drove all the way down from Barstow.

My, uh, dad's taken a turn for the worse.

I know my sister would wanna know about it

if I could only get in touch with her.

I promised my dad I'd bring her back with me.

Uh, I'm sure it would mean a great deal to him.

One moment, Mr. Parker.

Your sister's going by Cathy Geary with us.

You, uh, got an address, phone number?

We did send her out again today.

She's filling in at a restaurant nearby.

Ah, thank you.

[announcement on PA system] Will the resident in charge of 59 West call 133 West?

What's happening?

Oh, my God.

What happened?

Hi, hon.

Greg, am I making myself clear?

I wanna give more.

I'm flattered, and I don't question

your generosity, but things have changed.

You're no longer Abby Cunningham.

[scoffs] Cunningham, Ewing.

That's all that's changed.

I mean what I say.

I'm committed in every way possible.

To my campaign?

[laughs] That too.

Look...

whatever disadvantages my marriage might create,

it creates some interesting advantages.

Such as?

Gary is about to inherit 10% of Ewing Oil.

Well, as an individual and as a corporation,

you've already contributed the limit.

And I must play by the rules.

Well, surely, there must be other ways, other avenues,

other... rules.

There might be.

Have you ever thought of becoming affiliated

with a political action committee?

Political action committee?

Yes, nothing more than a group of lobbyists.

There are hundreds and hundreds of them in Washington.

Anywhere from the NFL to the NRA.

It's mostly concerned citizens

supporting certain issues, certain legislation.

Certain candidates.

If the candidate and the, uh, interest group

happen to share a common goal.

Well, I, uh, think they do.

Well, then let's form a group.

You're on.

[knocks] I think it's an awful idea.

-Hi. -Hi.

Uh, Assemblyman,

you've met Laura Avery, haven't you?

-Uh, Jim Westmont. -I don't think we've met. Hi.

-How you doing? -Hi, Gregory.

Jim.

Well, it's been a pleasure.

Best of luck with your pursuits and, uh, your new marriage.

It was, uh, nice meeting the both of you.

-And you. -Have a good day.

Our candidate seems very pleased about something.

Wouldn't have anything to do with Gary's

little windfall, would it?

What's this about Gary?

Nothing.

[laughs] Sour grapes, that's all.

Jim gets testy every time Gary makes

a smart business investment.

Would you like some more coffee?

Would you like some more coffee?

-Good afternoon. Are you alone? -Uh, yeah.

-Follow me, please. -Wait a minute, wait a minute.

Um, how about this table right here?

Okay.

Thank you.

Your waitress will be right here.

-Hi. -Hi.

We have, uh, two specials today.

Uh, an antipasto salad and a French country stew.

So let me know when you're ready.

Uh, wait.

[chuckles]

Um, what's good?

Oh, I don't know.

Uh, can't go wrong with bacon and eggs.

Ah...

Um, bacon and eggs and coffee.

Okay.

Thanks, Cathy.

How do you know my name?

[laughs] It's written all over you.

[laughs]

I, uh, picked up your favorites

so you could catch up on everything you missed.

[laughs] These are great.

When I get out of here, we're going to New York.

Just as we planned, only better.

We'll make up for all the time we've lost.

Hey.

Hey, I'll be out of here before you know it.

Do you think a few broken bones can keep me down, huh?

Chip, there's something that I have to tell you.

What is it, hon?

When you were in the coma,

they told me that you were gonna die.

Oh, you poor kid.

I didn't know what I was gonna do without you.

Nothing made any sense.

I felt so alone. I was so scared.

What are you saying?

I stayed with you here the whole time,

but you couldn't say anything.

I didn't even know if you knew I was here.

If you could have just given me a sign--

[Morrison] Chip Roberts, we're placing you under arrest

for the m*rder of Ciji Dunne.

What are you doing to him?

-I thought you would never-- -What have you done?

[Diana] It wasn't supposed to work out this way.

What way, Diana?

They told me that you were gonna die.

What did you tell them?

Your mother's adjusting splendidly, Mrs. Ewing.

I wish all our new patients were as cooperative.

She's made a real hit with the staff.

I understand your concerns.

These kinds of things are stressful for everyone involved,

not just the patients.

But I think after you've had a chance

to chat with your mother,

all your worries will be put to rest.

-Mrs. Clements. -Oh.

-You have visitors. -Oh.

Your daughter and her friend

have come all the way to see you.

Oh.

-Oh, Mama. -Oh.

Oh, I was so sure I could see you coming from here.

Oh, Mama, you cut your hair.

I got nothing else to do.

-Oh, looks wonderful. -Oh.

How'd you manage to sneak up on me like that?

Your daughter didn't sneak up on you, Mrs. Clements.

I know that.

They take everything you say so seriously around here.

-I'll be back in a little while. -Yeah.

Hello, Mrs. Clements.

I'm feeling much better, sweet pea.

The rest had been good for me.

Oh, I'm glad, Mama. That's good.

You know, there's this man in the room next to mine

who is convinced that I'm the only friend he's ever had.

Oh, Mama.

Well, he writes me long letters.

And in the middle of the night,

he bangs on my door and wakes me up.

Did you tell the nurses about him?

Well, they put him back in his room.

But a few hours later, he did it again.

Well, I'm ready to leave, sweet pea.

I packed my things 'cause I knew you were coming.

Well, don't ask him.

He wants me to stay here.

But I don't belong here. You know that.

Mama,

I can't take you home yet.

But this place is for crazy people.

Folks who have nowhere else to go.

People who have no one who cares about them.

-Is that what I am? -No, Mama.

Now stop it. You know you're not.

Well, you dumped me off here as if you had

no more use for me.

There's no need to punish me anymore.

Mama, please don't talk like this.

Mrs. Clements, Val isn't trying to punish you.

I'll be good.

No more running off in the middle of the night.

I shouldn't have gone to the ranch.

I admit it.

I will never give you cause for worry again.

I swear.

I've got nothing to do.

I've got nowhere to go.

I got no one to talk to but doctors.

-Mama. -Mrs. Clements.

Valene, you've got to get me out of here.

You've got to get me out of here.

Mama, please.

You weren't there. You didn't see her.

I know Diana better than anybody.

It's unlike anything you can imagine.

This was ripping her guts out.

I don't think anybody realizes

how much she loves this guy.

To us, he's a schlub,

but to her, he's something else altogether.

It doesn't matter. Don't you understand?

She did it. No matter how hard it was.

Karen, that bozo is here with a new shipment of radios.

Will you talk to him or do you want me to take care of it?

-I'll be right there. -Thank you.

[sighs] I never lost hope.

And I was right.

That's the way she's been all day.

She really believes Diana's coming home.

Well, there's no change with Diana.

Oh, I know that, but there's no way to get through to her.

I, I can't have a conversation with her about anything.

I don't know. You going to see Diana?

After work. Mom thinks I'm bringing her home with me.

[scoffs]

Mack, what's gonna happen when she finds out?

-I don't know. -What do we do?

I don't know.

[sighs]

Oh, I better be getting back to work.

-Okay. -See you later.

Take it easy.

Hey, he's doing a good job.

The guys on the floor love him.

All right.

-Let's see. -Mrs. MacKenzie, sit down.

-No, I have to get back to work. -Come on, sit down.

You've been going a mile a minute.

Oh, cut it out, Mack. Come on.

You haven't been sleeping. You've been sleeping lousy.

You know that. You're not eating.

You're getting headaches and back pains.

-I'm feeling better today. -I want you to see a doctor.

I don't need to see a doctor.

I want you to have an examination.

-You've been in an accident. -Mack.

I want you to see a doctor today.

Either you do it yourself or I'll take you.

Okay, I'll go.

Good.

Nobody in or out unless it goes through me.

-Right. -Not even her.

Cathy.

Look, I don't know who you are, but I'm not in the mood--

No, look, look, look. It's not what you think.

We've met before. You just don't remember.

You're right. I don't remember.

Uh, look, give me a chance, and I can explain, okay?

[sighs] I'm really in a hurry.

-Hey, look, Cathy. It's not... -[car starts]

I'm not trying...

-Yay, my guy. -That was good. Three points.

-Okay. -Ah.

Oh.

Ha.

Ha, nice shot.

Even Kareem misses once in a while.

And he's closer to the basket.

Whoo.

-Oh. Lucky. -What?

Lucky.

[sighs]

Val, I know what you're going through.

My father had

a nervous breakdown while I was in high school.

At least that's what they called it.

All I know is that

one day he piled all of our furniture

in the living room and tried to set it on fire.

I was the one who found him.

[chuckles] Sounds kind of funny now, but, uh...

it wasn't very funny then.

He was my father...

and I couldn't believe I was seeing him like that.

For the next, uh, year or so, he was in a mental hospital,

and I didn't go see him for a long time

because I was ashamed

and because I was afraid of what I might see.

He, he got better.

He's, uh, he's fine now. He's working.

And if you met him, you would never, ever guess.

Well, when I went home last Christmas, we had a great time.

We had the best time we've ever had.

Every family has something.

-Hey, Mack. -How you doing, Ben?

-Thank you. -Val.

-Hi. -What are you doing tonight?

Why don't the four of us get together and do something

normal around here for a change, huh?

Nice and casual, huh?

Sounds good to me.

Uh, Mack, I'm sorry. I probab...

Not tonight.

-We'll do some other time, okay? -Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Well, basically, you're healthy.

I know that. I'm sorry I wasted your time.

But your pulse rate is high.

And I'm concerned about your difficulty in sleeping

and your loss of appetite.

It could be interpreted as a warning.

Doctor, there is nothing wrong with me. The only reason--

Now I want you to slow down for a couple of weeks.

Take it easy on yourself.

Maybe, uh, maybe get out of town.

Oh, that's not possible.

Then come back in a month for a follow-up.

Now this will help you unwind.

-What is it? -Oh, just a mild painkiller.

Oh, I don't like to take pills. It's--

You have backaches and recurring headaches.

It's just psychological. That's all.

It doesn't mean it doesn't hurt.

-But I just-- -Karen, pain is pain.

Now it isn't a personal disgrace.

If you're sick, you take medicine.

Here.

Thanks.

[upbeat music playing]

[exhales sharply]

You know, if, uh,

you turn your forearm when you come back,

you get a lot more action out of your...

-All right, thanks. -forearm.

I know what you're thinking, but you're wrong.

I'm absolutely harmless.

[sighs] You had to follow me here,

which means you obviously want something.

So you're either a private investigator or a cop.

Or a nutcase.

[laughs] Nope, wrong again.

Um...

what if I told you you remind me of somebody,

somebody I was very close to?

I'd say you need a better line.

[sighs] Ray sent you, didn't he?

Ray? No, look, i-it's like I told you.

-Look at the picture. -I saw it.

My name is Gary Ewing.

Here.

Uh, you were working room service

at the Colonnade Park Hotel. That's where I first saw you.

And I'd like to see you again.

Uh, get to know you better as a friend.

Uh, look, uh, we could have lunch sometime.

You name it, wherever and whenever you want.

[exhales]

[sighs]

-Lunch, right? -Yeah.

Okay.

You know Violet's over on, uh, 3rd Avenue?

Uh-huh.

One o'clock tomorrow.

At 1:00. You've got it.

Thanks.

[Mack] What else did he say?

[Karen] And he told me to take it easy.

-Mm-hm. He's right. -He gave me a prescription.

-Did you take one? -No, I had to drive home.

Did you take one after you got home?

Mack, I'm fine.

[chuckles]

[sighs]

I wonder what's taking Eric so long.

You know, I think the two of us should take a little vacation.

Big Sur wouldn't be a bad idea.

-I can't go away now. -Come on.

Four, five days. We deserve it.

[door opens]

-Eric. -Hi.

Hi.

Wait.

Did you see Diana?

W-well, what's wrong?

Nothing. We can talk about it later.

Well, what, what did she say?

Mom...

things aren't working out the way you planned.

Diana is not coming home.

You mean tonight.

Mom, I, I sort of get the idea that she wishes

she would have never spoken to the police.

Excuse me.

[clears throat] You all right?

[Jim] I ended up third in my class.

Made law review in my second year,

and still had time to manage Brewster's,

uh, [chuckles] a fast food place in Georgetown.

Hm. Let me, um, let me get you another drink.

You know, when I first met you, I, I didn't think you liked me.

Oh, no. Abby has told me about all your incredible ideas.

She thinks that you are the best.

-Here you are. -Thank you.

Aren't you having one?

No, I haven't finished this one yet.

Anyway, I don't know. She was telling me about

some, um, gosh, what was it,

some investment or plan or something you suggested.

Uh, well, whatever. She went on and on

about how brilliant you were.

Uh, the shopping center?

Um, no, I don't think so.

-Lotus Point? -No, that's an inheritance.

Um, gosh, I don't know.

I guess I have it mixed up with something else.

She, uh, she didn't tell you

about the H&O Management company, did she?

Um, that's the company

that manages the apartment house, right?

Mm-hm.

I came up with the idea to buy it.

You did?

Yeah, there's nothing in our way now.

We can buy the land on either side

and develop the entire oceanfront property.

We've already begun working with architects.

Is Karen involved?

That's why we'll buy H&O.

Karen doesn't have to know a thing.

She'll continue to get her monthly rent checks.

Oh. [scoffs]

Well, Jim, you know, it would take an awful lot of money

to develop that land, and Gary Ewing--

Inherited 10% of Ewing Oil...

today.

[scoffs] Well...

isn't that a lovely wedding gift?

Mm. My, my, my.

[Karen] We both love Diana,

and we both want what's best for her.

Chip, you'll be...

[sighs]

You'll be gone.

-And she's gonna miss you. -How did you get in here?

So if you love her...

just tell her to come home.

And while you're gone...

I'll take care of her for you.

You should be talking to Diana, not me.

Oh. [breathes deeply]

No. No.

You're the one who can talk to her. You can reach her.

-She'll do what you say. -Did Morrison let you in here?

[sighs]

She won't listen to me anymore.

She just blames me for everything.

Every time I try to do something or, or say anything to her

to help her, she just...

she just turns it around, you know.

But...

I know now...

that you just want what's best for her...

as I do.

-Why did Morrison let you in? -Why aren't you listening to me?

Oh.

[soft chuckle] I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. It's...

[sighs] It's that we're talking about Diana.

Mm-mm. You are.

I'm just listening.

Look, Chip...

you're going to jail.

And if you care about Diana...

don't let her throw her life away.

Just... [chuckles]

Well, well, tell her whatever you have to tell her--

-But Diana loves me. -No, she doesn't love you.

She's just confused. She's carried away.

She couldn't love you.

She has to come home.

I think Diana has to make that choice for herself, Mom.

I won't let you get away with this.

I have spent my life caring for her.

Do you understand?

I have seen her grow.

I've watched out for her.

And I will not let you ruin her life.

Karen, you've gotta face it.

Diana wants to be with me more than with you.

Please, Chip. [shudders]

I can't beg you anymore.

-Whatever you... -[chuckles]

It was really nice of you to come see me.

I'll tell Diana you were here.

But I'm really tired so if we could say good night.

I hope...

you rot in hell.

You know, the, uh, Indians in Peru

have a way of grilling their meat on burning rocks.

Contraption they use looks, uh,

kind of like a dry sauna,

but it's under ground.

Outside.

I was doing a report on igloos.

-Igloos? -Oh, you were listening.

[sighs] I was listening all along.

I'm just not very good company tonight.

Of course, Lilimae is angry at you right now.

And thank God that she is,

she's sharp enough to rebel--

I had to do it.

-You don't have to justify it-- -I'm not justifying.

I'm just telling you that I had to do it.

-And it's hard. -Look.

Let's just not talk about it anymore, okay?

Fine.

Is silence our only alternative?

-Ben. -What's wrong?

-Nothing. -There's something very wrong.

And it's more than Lilimae. What is it?

Do you want me to make us some coffee?

Just talk to me!

It's got nothing to do with you.

Either tell me what's going on

or tell me to get the hell out of here.

Fine.

Gary got married yesterday.

So what? That's all in the past.

We had started seeing each other again.

-When? -After Mama's accident.

We'd started to get close again.

We were talking to each other and...

All of a sudden, he...

Why did you tell me this?

You wanted to know.

I think maybe I better go home.

It's getting late.

I only...

thought...

Karen, listen, there's a couple of guys up in the Bay Area

that Greg would like me to go and see

that might help me on the commission.

It was the last chance I had.

I, I didn't expect him to agree with me or even to--

Karen, I might be gone for about a week.

I'd like you to go with me.

But at least I thought

he'd show some compassion.

Karen, go with me.

I begged him, Mack. Do you believe that?

And he just acted like I wasn't there.

It was...

I can't go away for a week.

-She's not coming back. -No. I meant because of Michael.

Don't worry about the boys. They can take care of themselves.

-I feel funny leaving them. -Diana is not coming home.

Did you expect Chip to pat you

on the back and say he was sorry?

What did you think I should do?

-I'd have kept my nose out-- -Well, I don't...

-You shouldn't have gone to him. -Mack, I told you, I was--

Well, what do you care?

Nothing's gonna stop you anyway.

Not me telling you. Not Eric. Not Diana telling you--

She testified, for God's sake!

Pay attention to what I'm saying.

Nothing's changed. She loves him.

She thinks that he k*lled Ciji for her.

You think she's gonna come back here--

Mack, don't tell me to give up.

Yeah, give up. She's gone. You've lost her.

-Not to Chip. -Listen to me, Karen--

You don't understand. She's not your daughter!

She's not my daughter? You think I've just been

standing around doing this for nothing?

You don't understand!

I'm tired of watching you do this.

And don't you try to knock me out

with the pills.

-You better do something. -Just because--

Just because I've had it.

Just because...

It's too difficult for you!

[softly] Mack.

[sizzling]

Honey?

-Mail came. -[sighs]

There's a letter there from a lawyer in Texas.

Hm.

Uh, that might be something important, don't you think?

Aren't you gonna read it?

[sighs]

You wanna read it?

Gary.

Gary.

We're rich. You just inherited 10% of Ewing Oil.

-Yeah, I knew that. -You knew that?

How long have you known that?

Since last year at the reading of Daddy's will.

You knew for over a year,

and you never said anything to me?

You never asked.

But, Gary, something as important as this,

I mean, we're, we're, we're millionaires 100 times over.

Yeah, it's about the size of it.

I guess that was Daddy's way of saying, "Have a nice day."

-[laughs] -[shower running]

[indistinct announcement on PA system]

-I wanna see my husband. -You can't see him.

I have to see him. It's my right.

You can't go in now. He's being moved to county in an hour.

The doctor's getting him ready for the transfer.

-It will only take a minute. -I'm sorry. You'll have to wait.

You can chat with him when he gets there.

I have to see him now.

Chip! Chip!

It's me! It's me!

-It must be a full moon. -Let me go!

Chip, it's me!

Let me go! Chip!

Let me go! Let go of me!

Chip! Let go of me!

Uh, no, thanks. I'm waiting for somebody.

But I'll take a cup of coffee for now.

Well, I'm, I'm terribly sorry.

Yes.

Thank you.

[phone ringing]

[woman on intercom] Service Department, pick up Line 2.

Service Department.

-Karen, from the dispatcher. -Yeah.

They're running six hours behind.

Well, we need those cars tomorrow.

They could still deliver today,

but someone has to stay late to receive them.

Hm. Tell them we'll stay open. I'll be here.

Hm.

[sighs]

[sighs]

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[Diana] No, they won't let me see him.

I know. I tried that already,

and I know they're supposed to let...

Oh, goodbye.

I spoke to my lawyer, and you're in big trouble.

You're not allowed to deny me visitation rights.

Is that a fact?

I suggest you take it up with my boss downtown.

I'm on a tight schedule.

Oh, please, couldn't I just talk to him

while you're walking him out?

I mean, what is the harm in that?

Sure, why not? Just stay out of the way.

Okay.

What the...

-Damn! -[officer] Take the West Wing.

Let's go to the stairs.

-I want all exits sealed. -Damn!

[officer] Call security. Check the stairwell.

[man] What's going on?

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