02x27 - Psycho-Therapy

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No way.

No, this is impossible.

This is Stanley Levin.

Give me that.
What are you doing Michael?

This is not a game.
It's my business.

Have you read that thing?

Not all of it.

Levin's name is in there.

My boss is one of Lauren's clients.
Look.

Here.

"Levin, Stanley... Surgeon."

and what does it say here?

Likes to play cowboy.

God. Michael,
forget you ever saw it.

Too late.

I can't believe it.

Dr. Do-right uses hookers.

Stop it.

Oh, you don't get it.

You don't get it.

Levin parades around
like a damn saint.

He's always looking
down his nose at me

like I'm some moral pariah.

O.K., I'm no pope,

but I'm not out
playing rodeo roundup

with some cheesy hooker.

No offense.

So, um, this is great.

Who's this Ingrid?

You can't use this, Michael.
That book's confidential.

Of course it is.

This is my business.

My whole reputation
is based on discretion.

Well, that's part of it.

I mean it, Michael.

I'm... we are finally
making a lot of money.

Don't screw this up.

If you say one word
to levin or anyone...

Calm down. Calm down.

You think I want to
k*ll the golden goose?

I don't have time
for a fight, Jake.

I just came to get
my fishing gear back.

Oh, sure.

So you going back up
to Morro Bay?

Yeah. I'm going to
take the boat up.

It's a great place.

It's a really nice beach.

At least you remember.

Somebody had to drive.

Do you have my tackle box?

Oh, yeah. Sorry.

It's all there.

I wasn't going to keep anything.

Yeah, I know.

You going back up by yourself?

Yeah.

Maybe we could go back up again

together some time.

Sure.

Take it easy.

That was Jake.

Really.

Didn't hear any g*nf*re.

Well, I think we made up.

That's great. It's about
time Jake came around.

It's still touchy, but
at least we're talking.

I almost forgot.
I'm going to be late tonight

I have a client meeting.

Again?

O.K. Just asking.

All right, Ron. Congratulations

you made the candidate's list.

Thanks. I'm not
chief resident yet.

Yeah, but you will be.
You deserve it.

Excuse me. Pardon me.

Whoa whoa hey hey!

Easy, mankind. It's not
like your name's up there.

Taylor why don't you and
your fan club blow off?

Do I detect
a touch of bitterness?

Come on you didn't really
think you'd make

chief resident now, did you?

Don't decorate
the office, Taylor.

The announcement dinner
isn't until Saturday night.

Mancini, you call these
O.R. Reports?

They're sloppy and incomplete.

Well, I've been
trying to catch up.

Try harder.
I want these rewritten

and on my desk by : .

Excuse me Dr.Levin is this the
reason I didn't make the final list

for chief resident?

The final list?

You didn't make it
on the first list.

With your personal,
professional record,

you're lucky you have a job.

Don't push it.

Was I pushing it?

I apologize, Dr. Levin.

The last thing I want to do is

push you.

The reason I started
my own business

was to have more
creative freedom.

So far all it's been
is administration...

Accounting, distributors,
personnel.

I couldn't sleep last night

because I had to fire a clerk.

Welcome to big business.

Last week I hired a handyman.

Two days later I let him go.

You think you're a good
judge of character,

and then some idiot
sneaks under your radar.

Yeah.

Hey. Hey Billy.

You guys seen Allison?

She was working late,

but I figured
she'd be home by now.

Working? She left
the office hours ago.

She said it was a client
meeting or something.

Not on any project I'm aware of.

Hope she's not up
to her old tricks.

What's that supposed to mean?

Lying to you
about where she's been

when she's with another man.

Sorry, Billy. I haven't
seen her all day.

Thanks.

See yak.

I am so tired

of talking about my nightmares.

I want them to stop.
Can't you do hypnosis?

I know the dreams frighten you,

but I need to find out
more about them and you.

Then we can learn what's
triggering the dreams okay?

O.K.

Let's change the subject
for a moment.

Are you sexually
active, Allison?

Excuse me?

Are you involved
in a sexual relationship?

Uh... I was before the
nightmares started.

Do you miss it?

Do you miss the intimacy?

The being close physically
to someone?

Someone? You mean Billy?

To anyone.

Yes, I miss being close.

When you feel
the most satisfaction,

are you pleasing your lover

or is your lover pleasing you?

I don't understand what this
has to do with my nightmares.

Allison I know these
are difficult questions,

but I'm here to help you,
not to judge you.

I guess I feel the best

when I'm pleasing someone else.

That's good Allison.

That's a great start.

I'd like to see you
three times a week.

Three?

Am I that bad?

It's not a question of bad.

You're making progress. We
should keep moving forward.

I don't know. Evening sessions
are a problem for me.

I still haven't told Billy,

and I work full-time.

What if I offered to give
up my lunches for you...

starting tomorrow?

That would be great.

Thank you, Dr. Miller.

What a day.

I'm exhausted.

Yeah. Must be all that overtime

you've been putting in lately.

It's late. I was
getting worried.

I told you I had an appointment.

No. You said you had
a client meeting,

a meeting Amanda somehow
doesn't know anything about.

Where were you?

I've been seeing a psychiatrist.

I thought it would
be easier if I...

Lied about it?

No. I wanted to get
through the first sessions,

see if I wanted to continue,

and then tell you.

And are you going back?

Yes.

What is it with you?

What do you have
against psychiatrists?

I don't have anything
against psychiatrists

or people who go to one.

We're supposed to be a team.

We're not just
going out anymore.

We're getting married,

spending the rest of
our lives together.

Billy, I want that more
than anything.

That's why I'm in therapy.

There are some things
I need to work out

before we get married.

Look I don't
expect you to tell me

everything that goes
on in your sessions.

What happens here is between you
and me... you know that's about us.

What kind of future
are we going to have

if you can't tell me the truth?

You mentioned you
get satisfaction

when you're pleasing your lover.

This is weird.

minutes ago
I'm fighting traffic.

Now I'm talking to a
stranger about my sex life.

Is something wrong, Allison?

I'm sorry.

It's just different doing this

in the cold light of day.

I haven't eaten.
I have a headache.

We don't have to stay here.

We're two blocks
from the marina.

We can get some fresh
air and seafood.

We'll make it a working
lunch, all right?

O.K.

You look different in daylight.

Really? How so?

Without all those psychology
books and framed degrees

hanging around, you look...

normal?

Like a real person.

You know, it's
always interesting

working with
a beautiful patient.

For some women,

beauty creates its
own set of problems.

Don't tell me
you're referring to me.

You know you're
attractive, don't you?

I don't know.

Allison, it's o.k..
To be beautiful.

It's also o.k.. For me to
notice you are beautiful.

Thank you.

It's always been hard for me

to accept a compliment.

You're uncomfortable.

No, no. I'm...

I'm fine. Really.

You have a way of making me feel

like I'm the only person here,

the only person you care about.

Right now you are the
only person I care about.

This is extremely unfair.

You know so much about me.

When do I get to know
something about you?

You have my phone
number and my address.

That's all you need.

I'll just have to guess.

Let's see...

you're married... with kids

because you look like
you'd be a good father.

And you used to play tennis,

but you gave it up because...

Oh, god.

Hello, Allison.

I had no idea this restaurant

was such a popular spot
for lunch meetings.

I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to intrude.

You haven't. We were
just talking.

Amanda, this is...

Dan. Dan Miller.

Dan, this is my boss
Amanda Woodward.

Very nice to meet you.

I guess I'll see you
back at the office.

Enjoy your lunch.

Right.

Don't ask. I'm on a budget,

and talking about my
relationship with Amanda

would put me into bankruptcy.

Fair enough...

but you were wrong.

I still play tennis...

and I'm very single.

The morning sh*ts
on the boat are great,

but I think you should
retouch the afternoon work.

I know. We lost our light.

I'm amazed we got
anything at all.

Oh, yeah, and check out...
this one.

I took it
of Billy and AAllisonllison.

I thought it would make
a good wedding present.

Well, it would if they were
still getting married.

Of course they are.

Don't bet on it.

Billy told me
Allison lied to him

about having a business
meeting last night.

Today I saw her having lunch

with a very attractive man.

Think his name is Dan Miller.

Sorry, Amanda.

I don't know anything about it.

That's the second time

I've heard a noise
coming from there.

What's on the other
side of this wall?

The bedroom
in the vacant apartment.

This is an old building.

It's probably just a rat.

Do you still have your g*n?

Yes, but I'm not going to use it

on a defenseless rodent.

Come on. Let's go check it out.

Well, there doesn't seem

to be anyone here.

I guess you're right.

Will you excuse me for a moment?

Excuse me.

Michael, you're home.

You know me. One -hour shift

and I call it a day.

I knew you'd be exhausted,

so I kept
the bedroom off limits.

Bedroom off limits
to the hookers?

Hell must be frozen over.

And I made you dinner.

It'll just take a second
to heat up.

I'm really sorry about this
Michael.

The party was
a spur-of-the-moment thing.

Speaking of spur of the moment,

is Ingrid here?

You know, Dr. Levin's favorite.

Michael...

Don't get crazy.

I just want to meet her.

So where is little Annie Oakley?

You're kidding me.

That gorgeous woman makes it

with stanley levin?

For grand a pop.

Ooh...

What a picture.

Be a good girl, Sydney.

Run along and play
with your friends.

Ingrid, right?

Would you like to dance, Ingrid?

My name is Michael.

It's nice to meet you, Michael.

It's nice to finally meet you...

even though I feel like

I already know you.

My friend Dr. Levin
talks about you

all the time.

Dr. Levin?

You mean Dr. Cowboy.

Yes.

Dr. Cowboy.

Tell me all about Dr. Cowboy.

Hey, what's...
What's the matter?

Oh... another...
Another nightmare?

Not exactly.

Come here.

I'll make the bad guys go away.

Oh, not tonight, Billy, O.K.?

Not tonight.

Hi, Billy.
Did you ever find Allison?

Yes. Everything's fine.

It was just a little
misunderstanding.

I'm glad that's all it was.

I care about you,

and I don't want you
getting hurt again.

I don't need you to protect me

or run interference for me.

I don't mean to jump
to conclusions,

but Allison lied to you,

and yesterday I saw her having
lunch with a handsome man.

I thought it was
the Steve syndrome again.

Well, it's nothing
to worry about.

I'll give you credit. You're
stronger than I'd be.

Those two looked very cozy.

So am I supposed to lie down?

Only patients who are nervous, Mr.
Campbell.

Do whatever makes you
the most comfortable.

I think I'll stand.

Suit yourself.

So...

What can I do for you?

What do you do when your
fiancée's psychiatrist

is coming on to her?

What's this about, Mr. Campbell?

Well, it's really very simple.

My fiancée's been
having some problems,

so she decided she needed
professional help.

Now she's lying to me
and avoiding me

and sharing intimate lunches
with this so-called doctor.

Call me crazy, but I
think the guy's a quack.

What do you think?

I think your fiancée's
name is Allison parker.

Bingo.

I'm not at liberty to discuss
Allison's case with you,

but I apologize if you've
misunderstood her treatment.

Treatment? What do you do with your tough
cases? What do you take them to club med?

If you'll calm down, I'll
discuss my procedures with you.

I'm not discussing the time
of day with you, Miller.

Allison's the most important
person in my life.

We've been through hell
and back together.

You have no idea
how much I love her no idea.

Personally, I think
you're full of crap.

She thinks you have
some kind of magic cure.

I won't take that away from her.

I don't know what you're up to,

but if you do anything
to hurt her...

You've made your point,
Mr. Campbell.

Ron's the assisting
surgeon today, Michael.

I want you to watch the
reconstruction of the arterial wall.

Ron has that down to a science.

Bully for Ron.

Your eyes look like
a road map, Mancini.

How can you see
through all that red?

He's right.

You look like hell.

Sydney and I had a little
newlywed celebration last night.

And you still smell
like a brewery.

I'm not sure you're in any
condition for the O.R.

I wasn't drunk last night and
I'm not drunk now.

And I haven't had
a pain pill for weeks.

That doesn't mean you're
fit to practice medicine.

You're a mess, Mancini.

Our patients deserve a
level of professionalism.

Our patients deserve
the best treatment,

and we both know I'm one of
the top residents on staff.

You just don't
give a damn, do you?

Oh, I give a damn.

Then get out of the O.R.

Wh-what is it with you?

You-you've been
on my case for days.

Is this still about Kimberly?
Is that it?

I'm sorry we fell in love.

I'm sorry about the accident.

I'm sorry your darling
prodigy didn't make it.

That's it, Mancini! I'm taking
this to the medical board.

Oh, the medical board?

Spend today saying goodbye
to your colleagues.

By this time tomorrow,
you're fired.

Guess again, Levin.

By this time tomorrow, I'll
be appointed chief resident.

And you'll be the one
who appoints me.

You're going to drive
all the way up to morro.

It's not that far.

Doesn't this seem
kind of sudden to you?

Suddenly,
you need to go fishing?

Did Jake even invite you?

Are you leaving because
I lied to you?

I think it would
be good for both of us.

Oh, this is lame!

Maybe it's your turn
to tell the truth.

Amanda told me about seeing you

at the restaurant with Dr. Miller and
she didn't know he was your doctor.

So she assumed I was
having an affair?

It was my appointment, Billy.
We were having lunch.

I know. I know I
went to see him.

You what?

Oh, I don't believe you!

I say two words to a man,
and you completely overreact.

Dr. Miller is my therapist,
Billy!

Did you march in there
and punch him out?

No. I just talked to him.

Look, I'm not jealous
of your doctor.

I'm just worried about you.

I don't know anything
about psychology alright.

I can't even say that I know what
you're going through, because I don't.

But I know I love you,

and I don't want you
to hurt anymore.

Then be on my side.

Stop fighting me on this.

Allison, I don't want to fight.

Do you believe in Dr. Miller?

Do you think he's helping you?

Yes, I do.

Then I'll just have to trust

that you're doing
the right thing

'cause that's all
I have left anymore.

See you tomorrow night.

Well? How do I look?

Like a madam.

Michael, I'm not
throwing a party.

I wanted to look nice for you

at the chief resident
dinner tonight.

You never stop dreaming, do you?

You're not going.

The other wives will be there.

That's one reason
you're not going.

I'm this close to being fired.

I don't need
the madam to the stars

running off at the mouth
at a medical function.

Fired? God, what good's
being married to a doctor

if he isn't employed?

Well, don't panic.

I'm going to make sure
that doesn't happen.

Bravo.

Very nice, sweetheart.

Isn't she wonderful?

Oh, she's terrific.

I'm proud of you.

Dr. Levin, you have a beautiful
daughter and a beautiful wife.

You ought to try it, Taylor.

There's nothing better

than having a loving family
to come home to.

Why don't you mingle,
sweetheart?

Hello. Hello.

Uh, would you like to make the
introductions, or shall I?

Allow me.

This is my friend Ingrid.

Ingrid, this is
Dr. and Mrs. Levin.

It's a pleasure
to meet you, doctor.

Mrs. Levin, I have heard
so much about you.

Uh, all good, I hope.
Would you like a drink?

What in the hell
are you doing, Mancini?

How dare you bring
that trash into my home?

Trash today,
bucking bronco tomorrow.

Right, Dr. Cowboy?

You son of a bitch.

What do you want, your job back?

No, I don't want my job back.

Not my old job anyway.

Look at that... : .

Don't you have
an announcement to make?

Could I have your attention
please, ladies and gentlemen?

I have some news
I'd like to share with you.

As you know, this party...

is to honor your good work

and to announce
the new chief resident.

Normally, I'd like
to make a speech

and congratulate
our new appointment...

but tonight, um...

frankly, I'm at a loss
for words.

I give you
your new chief resident...

Dr. Michael Mancini.

Amanda!

Amanda!

Amanda!

Amanda! Are you there?

Amanda!

What?

I think there's someone in here!

Amah!

Grab him!

Ted!

I wasn't going
to do anything I swear.

Amanda, call the police.

Forget the police.

I think I want to take care
of this pervert myself.

Come on, Amanda.
We've been here for hours.

You got your kicks.

Look at the guy.
He's scared to death.

Amanda he's just a peeper.
Let me call the cops alright?

So they can let him go?

Chances are this jerk
has done it before.

He probably has a record.

Amanda!

He's sick, Jo,

and he's probably mad enough

to come back
and do something worse.

This is stupid.

I didn't touch you.
I didn't hurt you.

Yes, you did.

You invaded my privacy.

Hell, you kidnapped me.
I should call the cops.

How are you going
to do that, Ted?

Looks to me like
you can't even move.

Pretty ironic, don't you think?

This time you're the one who's
completely defenseless.

Think I'm crazy, don't you?

Who knows? You might be right.

I just got a call from Ingrid.

Lovely girl.

You used her to blackmail Levin?

Well, guilty as charged.

Here. This should cover your
cut of Ingrid's services.

You messed with my business.
Ingrid is my employee.

Who the hell do you
think you are?

The new chief resident.

Blackmail works, Sydney.

Listen to me, telling
you about blackmail.

Oh, my god. I can't believe it.
You're chief resident?

As of tomorrow.

For once in my life, I'm
going to get my butt kissed.

I'm married
to the chief resident.

That's right,

and I can't risk being caught

with hookers all over the house.

Don't worry Michael. I'll
make sure you look good,

but I'm not quitting my job.

I like it, and I'm good at it,

and besides, even if they
make you surgeon general,

I'd still make
more money than you.

Amanda, can I talk
to you for a second?

Uh... it seems our little ted

is a very industrious boy.

I found a hole that
looks into your shower

and one in the attic.

And this... I assume it's yours.

Not anymore.

What did you see?

You... lots of you...

In the shower, in bed,
in bed with Jake.

Did you like what you saw?

I've seen better.

So you've done this before.

Look, bitch, just k*ll
me or call the cops.

The martyr routine
is getting old.

You're right. It is getting old.

Amanda,
what are you going to do?

You know... I have been
sitting here all night

trying to figure out what
would make me feel better.

Seeing this pig dead
would be a plus,

but I not about to give up
my life for his.

Now, I thought about jail,

but it's just so ordinary.

Prisons are full of perverts,

and you'd probably
just make friends.

You're crazy.

I'll tell them it was temporary.

Amanda...

stay out of this, Jo.

What I decided is this.

Ted's crime is looking,

So Ted's punishment should be
that he can't look anymore.

What are you going to do?

Blind you, of course.

No! No! Don't!

Not what you pictured, is it?

Please, I'm sorry
if I hurt you, O.K.?

I'm sorry... please...
I'm sorry... please...

God, you're pathetic.

You can call the cops now.

Adios, Dr. Rivera.

Hole, Michael Mancini.

What the hell is this?

You got your promotion
papers congratulations.

You think you can buy me off

with a management job?

Oh, I'd never dream of bribing

a stalwart, ethical employee
like yourself, Matt.

Here's the deal...

Don't.

The job is everything you want...

Nice bump in salary,

tons of those loser
cases you're so fond of,

and you're on the fast track up
the corporate medical ladder,

where I'm sure you have
some idealistic hope

of making a positive impact.

You're going
to turn that all down

because I gave it to you?

No. I'm gonna take the job

because I think
I can do some good

and make some
positive changes on the system,

but we aren't friends.

We aren't even coworkers.

From now on, you stay
the hell away from me.

No problem, as long as you
remember our golden rule...

Keep your trap shut, and
we'll both glide to the top.

What happened when you
met with Billy?

Billy basically accused
me of coming on to you.

Well, aren't you?

No, Allison, I'm not.

But I think it's interesting
that you think...

Can we stop the
psychobabble for a minute?

You are coming on to me.

Every conversation
we have is about sex.

You do things for me

I know you don't do
for your other patients.

Lunch appointments?

You know everything
I'm thinking.

You know about
my feelings for you.

You even know that
I dream about you.

We've discussed that.

Right... dreams aren't literal.

What about the rest of it?

All the personal questions?

Allison, it's my job
to ask questions

and find out as much
about you as I can.

You don't have feelings for me?

Not on a personal level, no.

Billy was right.

This was a bad idea.

Why are you leaving?

Are you pushing me away
because I don't love you?

Oh, don't be ridiculous.

You've done it before, and
you're doing it right now

with me and with Billy,
aren't you?

Yes. Billy loves me.

Because you want him to.

You want men to fall
in love with you.

Doesn't everybody
want to be in love?

Most people do,

but you're not in love
Allison and you haven't been

since Billy committed
to marrying you.

That is not true! I love Billy.

But you know it won't last.

Because when someone falls in
love with you, you hurt them.

From what you've told me,
sometimes you hurt them a lot.

I know.

I don't know why.

I did it to Keith...
and to Steve...

now Billy.

Why do you hurt them, Allison?

Why do you hurt people
that want to love you?

Michael?

I thought you'd never get home.

You were waiting for me?

How sweet.

I had a great day,
and you know what?

I think I'm going to
have a great life.

The crazy part is...
I owe it all to you.

To us.

To us?

Yeah. Why the hell not?

Is this a trick are you
going to yell at me now?

Nope.

I decided to stop fighting you.

I think Jane might have
been right about us.

Ozzie and Harriet, we ain't...

but we do belong together.

You really mean that, Michael?

Absolutely.

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