14x11 - The Getaway

[bunniefuu]

[dramatic music]

-Hi. -Hi.

-It's going to be all right. -Yeah.

-It's going to be all right. -How'd you get it?

-Get what? -The bail.

We don't need to talk about that right now.

Meg's so excited to see you.

Yeah, well, I'm excited to see her,

but I can't go home right now.

-Why not? -I have a lot of things to do.

You can drop me off at the office.

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

[dramatic music]

[theme music]

[tense music]

And so then I lent him the money.

Oh, I got to go.

Mack! Oh, thank God.

-Yeah, thanks. -So glad to see you.

I have a few things I want you to do for me.

Oh, sure.

Get hold of that private investigator.

Eisen? Eigen? whatever his name is.

Tell him to find out whatever he can

about the police investigation.

You know, whatever turned up.

Leads? Any sign of the money?

And then get me an order of bacon and eggs

from the corner.

Sure you don't want that bacon and eggs first?

-No, in that order. -Okay, chief.

Finish with that. I have a few other things I need you to do.

Now, Mack, are you sure you don't want to go home

and take a shower?

No. Peggy, just get on it.

[murmuring] You sure could use a shower.

-What? -Icorn.

I think that guy's name is Icorn.

Right.

Tom Ryan. Mac MacKenzie.

No, no message.

[birds chirping]

Oh, no, Val,

why did you let me sleep...

[sighs]

No cookies.

Mom would always let us take cookies.

Well, that's fine,

but it's my job to make sure

you both stay healthy.

So, why not try the apples instead?

-I don't eat fruit. -How can you not eat fruit?

Like this.

[both chuckle]

What's funny?

She's trying to make us take an apple on our lunch.

That's funny.

We always have a cookie.

Mom said we need it for energy.

Apples give you just as much energy,

more, and vitamins besides.

-Dad, tell her. -[Betsy] Yeah.

Okay. Uhm.

How about a cookie and an apple?

Deal.

Come here.

-See you later. -Okay.

Compromise.

They'll never eat those apples.

I didn't say it is a good compromise.

Great coffee.

Really.

Mr. Lambert.

-You're not in jail. -I'm out on bail.

I need to ask you a couple of questions.

-I don't have to talk to you. -No, well, you sort of do.

You see, I'm acting as my own attorney,

so that gives me the right to ask you a couple of questions.

Right. So send a subpoena.

Take a deposition and I'll answer your questions.

Boy, you can't put anything over anybody nowadays.

Didn't you know that? Come on, as a personal favor.

Look, why don't you just get out of here before I call the cops

and they put you back in the slammer, where you belong?

So what are you doing? Little recycling, huh?

Yeah. City ordinance. Every Friday.

Yeah? You're doing your part. That's good.

Giant pain in the butt if you ask me.

Look, Larry,

I got a lot of problems in my life right now.

A lot of problems, and I really need your help.

What do you want to know?

The day Mary Robeson was k*lled,

did you see anybody else in the apartment after I left?

No.

Did you talk to anyone on the street?

No.

Did you see her leave the apartment?

Yeah, yeah, once, for an hour or two.

Look, I already told all this stuff at the cops--

Well, you tell me.

Was she carrying anything like a briefcase?

No, nothing.

-How about her brother? -Joe left the day before.

See, I saw him myself, you know, with his suitcase.

He just dumped it into the car and took off.

-Where was he going? -I don't know.

-Florida somewhere. -Where in Florida?

Tallahassee, maybe. He used to talk about fishing there.

Look, that's really all I know about any of this stuff.

[glass breaks]

-Thanks, Larry. -Yeah. Okay.

[clippers whirring]

Oh.

I think I overdid it.

Exercise. I never touch the stuff.

It's not the only thing you never touch.

-What? -Nothing.

Just a womanly complaint.

Therefore unreasonable and bitchy.

What do you got planned for today?

[clippers buzzing]

Well, I thought I'd turn on the taps in my tub

and while the water is running,

I'd get a couple of magazines to read in the bath

and get in it,

and soak until my body is all pruney.

Listen, babe.

Becoming Mrs. Gregory Sumner was your idea.

[clippers buzzing]

I'm not complaining.

-I thought you were. -Nope.

[clippers whirring]

You know, I thought I'd go back to my radio show.

[laughs]

What's so funny?

The idea of you giving advice.

So I lent this guy this money. Oh.

-Mack, this is Toni Fields. -I know who she is.

What does she want?

Mr. MacKenzie, I know you're angry,

but I didn't know what Mary Robeson really was.

Even so, I was only doing my job.

Giving my client the best possible legal representation.

Which every client is entitled to, under our system.

The system isn't perfect, is it?

If you had been in my shoes, as a lawyer,

what would you have done differently?

Not been in your shoes.

I see.

All right.

-I'm sorry to have troubled you. -What are you doing here?

-I thought I could help. -How?

I always wanted to help,

I couldn't because I was Mary Robeson's attorney.

Why don't you get a cup of coffee.

I'll be finished with this in a minute.

Claudia, I think we need a meeting.

A full meeting, with all the directors.

What's the agenda?

The Pacific Preservation Society.

The Pacific Preservation Society?

Have you heard of it?

Well, it sounds familiar.

I'll have to get it.

I can help.

Let me tell you what I think.

I think the Mack came to you desperate for a million dollars,

to pay off Mary Robeson,

and you saw it as a golden opportunity.

I think that you created this dummy charity,

and you had Mack co-sign a grant authorization with you,

and then you lied to him about how much you got.

You gave him half a mil,

and you took a half mil for yourself.

[laughs]

That really is a very imaginative story.

Did you make this up all by yourself?

This was rotten, Claudia. Even for you.

Paige.

When you have some facts, we'll have a meeting.

Besides, I don't think you really want

to implicate your father in something new,

given the trouble he's already in.

My father was desperate

to keep that woman from tormenting Meg.

-What's your excuse? -Paige.

Paige, please. Think of your father.

Now, what purpose could this possibly serve,

by dragging this all out in the open?

Because when they find the $500,000

that Mack gave to Mary,

this company is still going to be out $500,000.

I want to make sure the right person

gets the blame she deserves.

So, what do you say?

The meeting tomorrow, 2:30?

Fine.

Good.

[door closes]

Mack, what are you doing? What are you doing?

You stick a broken bottle in the guy's face.

-I never touched the guy. -No?

Never raised my voice.

It was all I could do to keep the guy

from swearing out a complaint.

Please, Mack, stop acting like a maniac,

and let me help you.

Help me?

Is that what you were doing? You had me arrested.

With the case against you, I had no choice.

-And it's getting worse. -How's it getting worse?

They're saying you embezzled $1,000,000

from the Sumner Foundation.

Is that what you've been doing, Tommy?

Hanging out with the Sumner Group?

Hitting on my daughter?

Hey, Mack, you're out on bail, and you're out of line.

-Behave yourself. -I'll take care of myself.

If you were doing your job, we wouldn't be in this mess.

I am doing my job. Do your job.

Prepare your defense.

If you found the k*ller, I wouldn't need a defense.

Why don't you want to find the man, Tommy?

Eh? Somebody paying you off? You got dirt under your nails?

You keep this up, Mack.

You're going to be back in a jail cell before morning,

and you're not going to get out this time.

Get out of here.

Meg.

Meg.

-Meg. -Run away, daddy. It's okay.

Don't let him put you in jail again.

I'm not going anywhere. I'm gonna stay right here with you.

Mack.

What?

There's a meeting today at the Sumner Group.

Big deal.

It's at 2:30. We have to go.

We? I'm trying to save my skin.

I don't have time for any meeting with the Sumner Group.

If you want to save your skin,

the best place to start is the Sumner Group.

Why?

All I know is Paige called this meeting to protect you.

It has something to do with the money.

All anybody cares about is the money.

Because it's important.

Paige thinks that Claudia is trying to tie this.

Claudia is the only one who actually did something for me.

-She put her neck on the line. -A million dollars is missing.

Not the half a million dollars that she gave to you,

but $1,000,000, and she's trying to make you responsible for it.

Stop it. Leave him alone. Why is everybody against him?

Stop yelling.

Greggy! Huh. What a nice surprise.

You know, I always liked the view from here.

You know what your friend Alex said to me once?

I can't imagine.

He said he liked the view from up here

because it made everything look so tiny,

like toys to be controlled.

Alex said that?

Well, he would have said it if he wasn't such a dope.

You like the view from here, don't you?

I can control all those toys,

turn the lights on and off.

Of course I do.

And I always thought you could handle it,

but now I'm not so sure.

Oh.

You know, there's nothing wrong with playing fast and loose.

Unless, of course, you do it badly.

-What have I done badly? -You tell me.

I said you tell me.

If you're talking about

this Pacific Preservation Society thing,

Mack's the one you have to talk to about this. Not me.

I've known Mack MacKenzie for 30 years.

He's never stolen nickel.

He's not crooked enough,

nor is he smart enough.

-But you're both. -Okay, you...

This thing is very complicated. You just don't understand.

There's a $500,000 discrepancy.

Claudia, the buck stops here.

Make that discrepancy disappear in 24 hours, okay?

What if I can't make it disappear?

[tense music]

Then we'll have to make you disappear.

[sighs]

[workers chattering]

[tense music]

-Hi. -Hi, Kate.

-Is this a good time? -No. Yes. Uhm...

[chuckles] I'll give you the fifty cent tour of the site.

Well, actually, I had something a little different in mind.

-Oh, what? -I'd like to work here.

-On the sports complex? -I think it's a great project.

And I really believe in it, and I'd like to help make it happen.

Oh, forget it. I don't wanna do it

if it makes you feel uncomfortable.

No, no, it's not that. It's just...

I don't know

what you do exactly.

I mean, it's a construction site.

-Yeah, come in. -Delivery for Gary Ewing.

Yeah, it's here.

-Sign there, number ten. -Okay.

Thanks.

Mm. Final report from Cameron.

Who's that?

Oh, the PI I hired in Florida

to investigate Val's disappearance.

Aren't you going to read it?

No, no hurry. It's not going to change anything.

Hey, Cliff, what's up?

We got ourselves a little problem.

Uh, Cliff. This is Kate Whittaker.

A good friend, and Greg Sumner's niece.

-Kate, Cliff Templeton. -Hi, Cliff.

-Nice to meet you. -Good to meet you too.

-What's the problem? -Well, it's the Carters, man.

You know, that old couple that live on Stout Street.

They are refusing to vacate the premises.

I thought that was all settled.

We had a nice place lined up for them.

Still do. But they are not going to leave.

Did you talk to them?

Gary, I have been talking to these people for a week.

I might as well be talking to this wall.

One old couple can't hold up

a multi-million dollar construction project.

They can't?

[pleasant music]

[cars' engines roaring]

I still can't believe they sent a little white girl.

They didn't send me, Mr. Carter. I came on my own.

You're supposed to call us all women now, Ray.

I don't know where you hear that stuff.

Miss Whittaker. What is it you want to say?

I'm worried about the sports complex.

I'm worried about my roses.

You see, I really think that the kids in the neighborhood

could use it.

And I'm afraid it's not going to get built.

Mr. and Mrs. Carter, why don't you want to move?

We like it here.

But from what I understand,

they found you a very nice new place.

-Very nice. -So you like it, then?

Oh, I like it fine.

That's not what you said last week.

I said I'd miss it here.

I didn't say I didn't like the place.

So what is it that's making you reluctant to move?

I grew up here.

I buried my momma and daddy here.

We watched our children grow up in this house.

I even planted this avocado tree with my own hands.

Excuse me.

She don't want to see no pictures. Ray.

He really worries most about the roses.

Maybe we can find you a place with a bigger garden.

It's not a question of big,

it's a question of conditions.

What do you think would help?

The thing is,

somewhere down deep inside

he feels like he and his roses are related.

And he'll die if he leaves them.

See, this was a nice place to live once.

We'll move you to a place that's still nice,

but they keep saying this neighborhood

is going to be nice again.

Why would anybody want to leave just before it's nice again?

-It doesn't make sense to me. -I can't argue with you.

You can't?

What does this mean to you? Hm?

I'm trying to get a job with the sports complex.

Well, thanks for the lemonade.

A good job?

Well, I think any job with the sports complex

is exciting right now.

Hey, now, pour the young...woman,

a little more lemonade.

Anyway, to make a long story short,

the guy thinks it's called a transmission shop.

[laughs]

He's been on hold, and when she says,

"Tell me about it", she kept your line, incidentally,

he tells her about his transmission.

[both chuckle]

Took a while to straighten that one out.

I don't know how she manages

to get herself into those scrapes.

You never did.

Now, you're not asking me to come back. Are you, Art?

-No, of course not. -No?

For one thing, she skews really young.

Her ratings are lower than yours were,

but her audience is a whole lot younger,

and that's what the sponsors want.

Oh.

Plus, even if she were falling flat on her face,

what am I going to?

Ask Mrs. Gregory Sumner to come back to work?

-Thank you. -No, you're my guest.

Oh, no, Anne.

Oh, please. Don't think of me as Anne.

Think of me as Mrs. Gregory Sumner.

And, uh, I've got to get back.

You run along.

Thanks, Anne. Let's do it again.

Soon. Okay.

How was everything?

Wonderful.

[sighs]

Anne, it hurts me to see you unhappy.

-I'm sure it does. -Hey, come on. I mean it.

How about if I give you a little private tour of the restaurant?

Come on, we'll start with the wine cellar.

Let's go.

[knock on door]

-Hi. -What now?

I need to see some records,

and we can do this the hard way or the easy way.

Well, we're not going to do it anyway

unless you have a warrant.

I can get one.

What do you want to see?

Everything on the Sumner Foundation.

Applications, grant authorizations,

computer records, whatever you've got.

Why?

Because the money is an important part to this case,

and I want some answers as to where it came from

and who did what to whom to get it.

Then you better get yourself a subpoena.

I am trying to help here.

If you're trying to help, why don't you find the money?

-We're looking. -Oh, I can see that.

What are you so angry about?

What, do you mean besides the fact that my father

is being tried for a m*rder he didn't commit

and the arresting officer is doing nothing?

Nothing?

Or maybe it's because I don't like being manhandled

at two o'clock in the morning in my own apartment.

-Fine. That won't happen again. -Good.

-I need to see some records. -Then you better get a warrant.

You got it.

[slams door closed]

Mm...

[both chuckle]

These are Barolo, my favorite. Mm.

A friend of mine personally select them for me in Italy.

You know what?

A little present for you.

Oh, thank you.

Let me show you something first.

Come here.

Let me show you my multiple channel.

You see this is a very select--

[grunts]

Oh...

No, Nick.

-No, Anne? -No.

I have my life with Greg now.

-I don't want to screw that up. -Of course.

-Please forgive me. -That's all right.

I just wanted to say,

I'm very sorry for the baby.

No, what I really wanted to say is...

I miss you, Anne.

Yeah, I was such an easy mark.

[chuckles] I mean it.

I've missed you too, for some bizarre reason.

[sighs]

You were a very good friend to me.

Yes, I was.

And maybe we could just be there to each other again.

Just friends. Eh?

How about a toast?

Come on.

To our friendship.

Salute.

[Nick chuckles]

-Stefano. -Ah, Signora Whittaker.

Where is Nick?

[Nick laughing]

So you know, then I went there and I saw...

[Anne laughs]

-Claudia. -Annie.

[Nick] Hi. Uhm.

I was giving Anne a tour of the...

Wine cellar.

Yeah, and we kind of got lost, and we were talking.

And we kind of lost track of the time.

Wear a watch.

You know, that's a good idea.

I think I'll have Greg buy me one.

A Cartier. With big diamonds around it.

Yes, perhaps that would make up for the...

loss of your baby.

I don't think anything can, Claudia.

Well, thank you, Nick.

It was great fun.

[pecks him on the cheek]

[Anne whispering] I'll see you again.

Ciao.

-Claudia. -Annie.

Nick.

How much money have we spent here?

Oh, Claudia, come on.

-I swear I was just giving her-- -Nick, nick, would you just...

How much money have we spent here?

-I don't know, why? -I need the money back.

-[chuckles] What? -I'm sorry.

I know how much this place means to you, but--

No, no, no. Wait, wait, wait. This place is just a place.

I'm worried about you. You're so distressed.

[sighs]

You're a wonderful man. You are.

But, Claudia...

there's not that much money left.

-What? -I'm sorry, it's gone.

Half a million dollars?

Well, we paid cash for everything.

It was your idea. Do you remember?

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry. Would you like to sit down?

No, no, I would not like to sit down.

-What I would like is the money. -Claudia. I don't have it.

If I had it, I'd give it back to you. I don't have it.

All right.

All right, we will just have to sell this place.

Sell it?

Is that what you said? You want me to sell my baby?

You just said it was just a place.

Anyway, my name is on the lease.

You know what, you're not gonna get

as much money back anyway.

It'll be a lot more than what I have right now.

So what?

-Is that so important to you? -Yes.

It's the most important thing in my life, ever.

[sighs]

-When do you need the money? -Today.

Yesterday.

I'll get the money for you.

We'll keep the restaurant.

-Your problems are solved. -Where will you--

And our bond will be strengthened.

Forever.

This is fantastic.

I don't believe you guys. What did you do?

Stay up all night dreaming this stuff up?

Yeah? Well, if you got any more complaints,

I want you to talk to Templeton. He'll talk to you.

Me? I'm just going to hang up.

Gregory. I have a check for you.

It's on the interest you're losing for the money

that you laid out for my bail.

What makes you think I put up the bail?

Where's Karen gonna get a million dollars?

Who knows? Maybe she put up her house.

It's our house, and it's not enough.

Maybe your pal Gary, he put up his house too.

Why are you denying this?

Okay, I'm not denying it. I put up the bill.

But I want you to know

that I'm starting to have second thoughts about this.

You're getting the money back.

Meanwhile, I'll pay you back the interest that you're losing.

Hey, I got a better idea.

Why don't you do us all a favor and jump bail?

I'll come up with another ten grand a couple of months.

Mack, I'm not kidding, you know.

You know, Karen could raise Meg, kind of like Murphy Brown,

without a madman around the house.

And the rest of us would be a lot better off without you.

Do us all a favor. Leave the country.

[paper crinkling]

[door opens]

-Oh, hi. Listen-- -Gary, I just--

[both chuckle]

-Me first, okay? -Okay.

I'm sorry I was a little slow on the uptake before.

I'd love for you to work here.

-Will you? -I'd love to.

Great. Your turn.

I think I earned my first raise.

[chuckles] What are you talking about?

The Carters are going to move.

What?

So anyway, if we go there right now,

they're gonna accept your offer.

-I don't believe this. -Yeah, it's true. Come see.

[both chuckle]

Come on.

[both chuckle]

Hey, Pete, you got a minute?

I'm late for the court, Mack. You gotta make it quick.

It's Robeson. What's the latest?

[phone ringing]

Joe hasn't turned up yet,

but some of the marked money has.

Well, that's good.

But we haven't been able to trace it back to him.

You will, you will.

But that's not the point.

He could have spent it, and be out of the state by now.

So the Tallahassee PD is keeping tabs on him?

Guess again.

The chief doesn't want to spend any money

trying to track him down.

Come on, that's crazy.

They got you, Mack.

They don't need anybody else.

I'm sorry.

[knocks on door]

[Adele] Who is it?

Adele, it's me, Kate Whittaker,

And I brought Gary Ewing with me.

[Adele] What do you want?

-We brought the papers, ma'am. -[Adele] We're not moving.

But you and Mr. Carter--

[Adele] Not me and Mr. Carter. Just Mr. Carter.

He never could say no to a young girl.

-But Adele-- -He spoiled our girl rotten.

And she's still spoiled rotten.

And she's got three spoiled girls of her own.

Could you open the door, Mrs. Carter?

I could...

but I'm not going to.

Good day.

Hi.

Why are you so happy?

My life is falling to pieces and you're smiling.

Claudia, please. Have a little faith, eh?

I brought you a present.

I don't need champagne.

I would open the card if I were you.

[paper crinkles]

[sighs]

Oh...

You...

You had $500,000

and you never told me about it?

No, I didn't have the money.

-I had to get it. -Where did you get it?

-That's not important. -Not important?

Not if you need the money.

Oh, darling. Yes, I do need the money.

But you have to admit that this is just a little disconcerting

to learn that you took my money

when you had access to this all along.

No, I did not have access to it.

I cannot have gotten that money for myself.

But... for me?

[tense music]

Where'd you get this?

-The Mafia? -[Nick laughs]

Sorry, Claudia.

No, I mean you can't be Italian

without being part of the mafia?

No, not the mafia.

Where? Where?

You ask too many questions.

Friends do favors for friends.

Isn't that the way?

Please, accept this check as a sign of my friendship

and stop asking so many questions.

Ciao.

Ciao.

[ominous music]

I don't know why we're here.

Because Claudia took half a million,

and I'm going to prove it.

Paige. Claudia didn't take the money.

I took the money.

There is a million dollars missing from the account.

You took half, she took half.

-Why do you keep protecting her? -She's helping me.

[Paige] She's taking advantage of you, Mack.

I thought I was helping a friend.

By sending him to jail?

[slams door shut]

Here, I have the print out of the foundation grants

created over the past month.

I have highlighted the Pacific Preservation Society.

And you'll notice...

A million dollars withdrawn from the account.

Claudia's lover Nick Schillace

recently took over a restaurant on the West Side.

The restaurant cost $300,000,

But Nick's name wasn't on the check.

Was mine?

No, but it was on the lease.

Where'd you get that?

So that takes care of $300,000.

And I think that it's safe to assume

that the other 200,000 went into renovation.

How did you get a hold of that lease, Paige? Hmm?

Did you bat your baby blues at some poor bank executive?

Hey, however she got it, she got it.

-Is it true or not? -Yes, it's true.

I bought my friend a restaurant,

but I did not finance it with Sumner Group funds.

The only questionable money here, Mack,

was the money for you.

And where did you get the half a million dollars

that you gave to your friend?

Now, Paige,

that's absolutely none of your business.

We'll see about that.

If I stole money from the Summer Group,

then I deserve to be fired.

But I am not an embezzler, nor am I a thief.

-[clicking on keyboard] -[computer beeping]

Yes, I originally put $1,000,000 into that account,

but then I realized the risk that Mack was taking

if that woman walked away with $1,000,000.

So I only gave you half a million,

and I thought it was for your own good.

Now I'm glad that I did,

because now you're only out $500,000

rather than a million.

[tense music]

[slams door shut]

Robeson had to be responsible for Val's death.

He and Val knew each other in Tallahassee.

Robeson must have arranged the kidnapping.

Then he must have k*lled Mary for the money.

I'm going to Tallahassee tomorrow.

Now that we know there's a connection,

I'm going to see if I can find out

why those b*stards kidnapped Val.

I'm going with you. -You can't skip bail, man.

They'll put you right back in again.

Not if we find Joe Robeson.

No, let me do this.

You stick to your bail conditions,

and stay close to Karen. She needs you.

This is my life here, Gary. Don't try and talk me out of it.

-What about Karen? -She'll understand.

-What if she doesn't? -She'll have to.

No. I'm going alone.

You stay here. Take care of your family.

-What's that, Gary? -Yeah.

What did he want?

He wanted to borrow my drill press.

-Drill press? -Yeah.

You don't have a drill press.

That's what I told him.

[sighs]

[clinking of utensils]

I kept some meatloaf warm in the oven for you all.

-I'll get it. -No, it's okay. I'll get it.

Thanks.

Mr. Ewing, about discussing the menu tomorrow.

Yeah, I think it's a good idea, don't you?

Yes, but you see, tomorrow is my day off.

-It is? -Yes.

And I thought I would leave tonight,

like we discussed when you first hired me.

Don't you remember?

I said I needed the next few days off,

and you said that was fine.

Yeah. No, I don't remember. But I do now.

Listen, do you think it could change it?

But, Mr. Ewing--

I've got to leave town early tomorrow,

and somebody's got to be with the twins.

I understand, but I've already made plans.

-Could you cancel them? -No. I'm sorry.

[car honking outside]

That's my son.

Mr. Ewing, this isn't working out.

I'm sorry, but I think you'd be happier with someone else.

No, Ingrid. I'm sure we can straighten things out.

I don't think so.

Your children are darling

and I'm sure you're a nice man,

but I think I'd be happier elsewhere.

I'll pick my things up when I come back.

[sighs]

[melancholic music]

Yeah, Kate. Hi, it's Gary.

Uhm...

I got a problem, and I need your help.

[elevator dings]

-What are you doing here? -Search warrant.

The Sumner Group is not involved.

The foundation is.

[sighs] Why did you come back?

I didn't ask for this case.

Why did you come back from Brussels?

Oh, you got my postcard.

Yeah. "Having a wonderful time. Wish you were here."

I meant every word of it.

Well, it was just coincidence

that you keep popping back into my life.

You know, I live in this town too.

We're bound to run into one another.

Yeah, well, maybe we should stop running into one another.

I mean, what have you been doing,

riding this elevator up and down all afternoon

waiting for me to get on?

That's really stupid, Paige.

But not beneath you.

You think you're that great

that I would stand in an elevator all day,

waiting for you?

Get a life, sweetheart.

I can't deal with this.

Yeah, but you can't deal with anything that's important,

can you?

What are... You talking about the wedding?

The wedding?

Oh well, that's a good example.

You're not going to let me forget about that, are you?

You know why?

Because deep down...

you still care.

Do I?

If you didn't...

I wouldn't upset you so much.

I'm not upset.

-Oh. -[elevator dings]

[seductive music]

[knock on door]

[groans]

-Hi. -Hi.

I thought you were coming by in the morning.

Well, your flight is at six.

-Oh, you'd have to get here-- -Before five.

So, of course you came back tonight.

Good thinking.

Uhm, okay.

I made peanut butter jelly sandwiches

for the kids' lunch boxes.

And, oh, yeah, the bus comes by--

-7:45. I know. -Of course you do.

Uh, right.

Okay. I told the kids that I was going to be out of town

for a day or two doing business,

but I did not mention the name Florida,

and I think it'd be a good idea if you didn't either.

Here's my number.

-We'll be fine. -Okay.

Let's see.

-Is there anything else? -Nothing I can think of.

Oh... except sleeping arrangements.

The guest room needs to be made-up, unless...

Unless?

You would be more comfortable on the couch.

I don't think so.

Of course not.

What?

Uhm. Come on, I'll show you the room.

Mr. Domestic just got things out of the dryer, and...

Okay.

I don't understand what kind of game we're playing here.

I'm not playing a game.

Then what would you call it?

Gary, I know you feel something for me.

Why do you keep pretending like you don't?

I need some time. I'm not ready.

If I thought that were true, I would never push you.

But every time we're in the same room together,

I feel somebody who's very ready.

Forget it.

This won't happen again, I promise.

I'll sleep down here tonight.

[emotive music]

[Gary sighs]

You're right.

Part of me is ready.

And the other part?

[sighs]

[emotive music]

I just feel so guilty, Kate.

About Val?

Yeah.

I feel like I'd be cheating on her.

But that's not true.

I know.

I know.

I know she'd want me to be happy.

She would.

Uhm...

[chuckles]

This, uh, might not be easy.

I know.

[sighs]

But we can try it and see.

[emotive music]

[romantic sax music]

[suspenseful music]

[theme music]