07x14 - Suspicion

[bunniefuu]

(passing horn honks)

(door opens)

- (door closes)
- (footsteps approaching)

(man clears throat)

- (gasps): Alex! Oh!
- Oh, uh, we're closed.

What are you doing here?

Uh, Jane's not at home

or at the office, and I
need her right away.

AMANDA: Is there a
problem with your account?

As a matter of fact, yes.

Something I can help you with?

As a matter of fact, no.

Only Jane will do,
and if you can't find her

right away, I may
have to switch agencies.

I can find her.

Hell of a way to wake up.

You want breakfast first?

Client first.

Sorry.

(groans)

♪♪

Ooh.

Ah, this is a nice wake-up call.

Life is so good these days,
I'm afraid I was dreaming.

Maybe you should
pinch me or something.

(giggles)

Ow!

Just checking to see
that you weren't dreaming.

Forget this or we're
never gonna get out of bed.

- Yes, and your point is?
- I got...

I got to go, so I
can get back to you.

Or maybe you can
come back to me now,

and have something
to think about at work.

(laughs)

PETER: You don't have
a lot of wardrobe, do you?

I travel light.

What does that mean?

Just the... just the
clothes on your back?

EVE: Um...

uh, everything was stolen

last place I lived.

Two guys, a truck,
they cleaned me out.

Actually, Amanda said that
she would take me shopping

with the first paycheck
I got from the club.

Well, we don't
have to wait for that.

Take my credit card.

No. Peter, that's not what
our relationship is about.

If I thought that's what
our relationship was about...

I wouldn't be here.

- No. I can't.
- Yes, you can.

- I really can't.
- I want you to.

- Peter, I...
- Shh.

Please. It's okay.

I don't deserve you.

Really? I thought that I
was the lucky one here.

JANE: Michael, you
look like a total wreck.

MICHAEL: I was
up half the night.

- Thanks a lot.
- My treat. Have a nice day.

- (Michael groans)
- (Jane sighs)

How did you get into this mess?

Well, I was just minding
my own business,

taking my TV from my car, when
these storm troopers come up,

throw me in an armlock,

and then toss me
into that paddy wagon.

I swear, I thought I
was "dead man walking."

You were worried, right?

Of course I was... I was up
half the night looking for you.

- Let's go home.
- Yeah, let's.

And let's take the day off
and spend it in bed, okay?

I'll call in sick
at the hospital.

That sounds good.

Oh! Jane, thank
God I caught you.

- Get in. We need to talk.
- Why? What is it?

Just get in and I'll explain.

Michael, you stay
here. This is business.

(Jane sighs)

Look...

(sighs): All right... this
must be about Alex.

He needs you in Chicago to help

- get his spring line ready.
- MICHAEL: Jane...

Chicago? Forget it.
Send someone else.

- No, he wants you.
- Oh, that was obvious last night

when he kissed me
during the blackout.

That is in the category of
"more than I need to know."

Kiss him, don't kiss him...
Just keep the account.

Well, I'm not going to Chicago.

I have a wedding
in less than a week.

Jane, your job is
on the line here.

Bastian is a huge
client... If he's depending

on you, you better damn
well make him happy.

Besides, designing
dresses is what

you love to do, if I recall.

MICHAEL: Come on!

All right, well,

I guess it might be
fun, for a few days.

Well, I took the liberty
of packing your bags.

Alex will meet you
at the airport. Let's go.

- Yes, ma'am, of course.
- JANE: Excuse me.

I'd like to say good-bye to
Michael, if you don't mind.

Absolutely... as long as
you don't miss the flight.

- (knocking) -MICHAEL:
What are you two up to in there?

Michael, I have to go

to Chicago on
business for a few days.

- Chicago?!
- Alex is getting his spring line out.

Bastian?! I'm telling you, Jane,

that guy's luring you
away to stop our wedding.

He's like the Collector...
He's gonna lock you in a room.

Oh, Michael, stop
being melodramatic.

I'll call you as
soon as I get there.

I love you.

(gasps) Jane where will you be?

I don't know yet; I'll call.

Well, we got to
meet the caterer!

- Hey, how am I gonna get home?
- Parking lot B!

I love you, Michael!

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

Yeah!

♪ And I made my
mistakes, now, baby ♪

♪ But I did the best I could ♪

♪ It takes what it takes ♪

♪ And sometimes ♪

♪ It takes longer ♪

♪ Than it should ♪

♪ To just live ♪

♪ The kind of life ♪

♪ That we both ♪

♪ Have been dreaming of ♪

♪ There are no mistakes ♪

♪ In love... ♪

♪ There are no mistakes ♪

♪ In love... ♪

♪ There are no mistakes... ♪

Hello. We found your flyer
about the missing puppy.

We think it might be ours.

- Do you still have it?
- Yes, it's,

um, across the courtyard...
I'll take you there.

- GIRL: Sam!
- (barking)

(whining)

(others laughing)

MAN: Ooh, yeah, he loves you!

Thank you so much.
Thank you both.

We'll always remember this.

Come on, honey,
let's go show Mommy.

(laughing)

(chuckles)

I'm gonna miss
that little pooch.

GIRL: Come on, Sam.

You, uh, you left your,
um, earring at my place.

Oh, I wondered where it was.

You can just leave it in
the mailbox, if you want.

Yeah. Um...

well, the dog's gone, the
whole earring issue's settled...

I guess nothing really
ties us together anymore.

Yeah, I guess not.

It's hard to remember
what ever did.

Well, then I guess
that's the end, isn't it?

Which is good... I
like clean separations.

(sighs)

EVE: You don't have
time for this; it's the middle

- of the morning.
- Oh, if the boss

can't take an hour
off to help a friend,

what's the point
of being a boss?

This place is so expensive.

What's Peter gonna
say when he gets the bill?

He'll say, "You're worth it."

And... uh...

Trust me, I know Peter... he
wants to put you on a pedestal.

You want to make him
happy? Dress with flair.

Of course I want to make him
happy... he makes me happy.

Oh, well, he'd better. Okay...

let's start with
his favorite color.

What do you think of this?

It's a little revealing.

Oh, it's what
everyone's wearing.

- (Eve sighs)
- Are you having fun yet?

My best friend, Rodeo
Drive, a credit card?

Are you kidding me?

Look how cute this is.

Thank you.

WOMAN: Oh, there you are.

- How have you been?
- MAN: Good, thank you.

Ah.

This is your loft.

Actually, I own the
whole building now.

(chuckles)

Are you playing
a bad joke on me?

Of course not; this is
where we're gonna work.

This is the place I was
unfaithful to Michael with you.

I mean, what did you
think would happen?

That I would swoon
at the memory?

I-I'd fall into your arms?

Take me back to
the airport, please.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, I did
some of my best stuff in this loft.

You want me to
change the way I work

just because you're
a little nervous?

I don't want you
to change anything.

I want to go home.

Wait, please.

Let's drop the banter.

My spring line

is terrible.

The show's in a week.

My whole career could go
down in flames on this one.

You've got to help me.

You don't want my ideas.

You want the memory
of how it used to be.

Fine, I'll take the memory

if that helps me
get the line out.

Isn't that part of your job?

To work closely with the client?

Amanda said it was.

Amanda will say anything
to get what she wants.

Hey, you're my advertising rep.

And you've got
nothing to advertise

if I don't put some nice
clothes out there on the market.

Alex,

I know you want more
from me than work.

- Would you just admit it.
- Fine.

I-I admit it.

But right now, nothing
is more important to me

than getting this line out.

And if I have to promise
you hands off to do that,

then I promise.

(phones ringing)

Excuse me, is Amanda in there?

Actually, she just stepped out.

If you'd like to
have a seat in the...

Uh, this is a medical emergency,
so do you want to tell me

where she is, or do I
have to notify public health?

Uh, the bathroom,
she's in the bathroom.

Thank you.

(clears throat)

Michael,

- you can't come in here.
- Why not?

Isn't this one of those fancy
corporate, co-ed bathrooms?

Oh, give me a break those
things only exist on TV.

- Listen, Amanda...
- It's Jane on the line.

You said you wanted to talk
to her as soon as she called.

Yes.

(beep, door closes)

Hello, Jane?

Give me that.

- Jane?
- Come get me when you're done.

- Honeymoon suite at the Drake Hotel?
- Michael?

Hi. I tried to call you, but
they said you were in surgery.

I'm in Alex's studio;
it's a madhouse here.

The show's in a week.

But our wedding's in a week.

I'm so sorry, sweetheart.

This just couldn't be avoided.

You're gonna have to
make the final plans yourself.

Hold it, hold it.

You're there with Alex, right?

And you do know that
if you forget history,

- you're doomed to repeat it?
- Michael,

you said that you trust me.

If you do, there's no
problem with me being here.

If you don't,

then we shouldn't be
getting married anyway, right?

Is that a trick question, Jane?

Look, I'll be home
for the wedding,

and I promise I will call you.

We can talk every day.

Now please, let me
speak with Amanda.

Well, only if you
promise to stay

at your parent's house
in Chicago, okay?

Jane?

Hello?

Jane?

(scoffs) Cell phones.

(crickets chirping)

Eve?

(door closes)

Eve?

I'm in here.

Hey.

Any clothes left in the store?

I bought too much, didn't I?

- Oh, no. No, I'm kidding.
- You're angry; I told Amanda

- These dresses were too expensive.
- No, no, it's...

It's no problem. I'm kidding.

Do you like them?

Yeah, oh yeah, they're fine.

Beautiful.

What do you think of this?

Oh, that's very...

That's...

I think I would
like that best... off.

(slow rock music playing)

Hey, where the
hell have you been?

- Get up there, go sing.
- Um, oh, sorry.

I'm on my way.

♪ The summer is gone ♪

♪ I can't believe
it went so fast ♪

♪ Why do only the
cold and lonely ones... ♪

I think she was giving Peter
a special welcome home.

Yeah, yeah.

And that why they
probably lost track of time.

Just a bad day for it, that's
all; you see this guy over here?

- Mm-hmm.
- That is the A & R for Red Room records.

He likes her.

He's gonna sign her to a deal.

♪ And tell you I'm
sorry though I know ♪

♪ I can't make it up ♪

♪ I made my mistakes ♪

♪ Now, baby ♪

♪ But I did the
best I could... ♪

Good evening.

Hi.

Could you sit me next to
that gentleman over there.

Certainly.

Oh, excuse me.

What a coincidence.

(grunts)

Do you eat here often?

Now and then.

You ever try the snails? Mmm.

Oh, those plump little guys
always make my mouth water.

I don't like to eat
things that crawl.

I like to give my
food a running start.

Is that why you and
Megan broke up?

She was too fast for you?

I wasn't aware that
we were really together.

You know, that's
what she said, too.

Probably why she didn't
seem so broken up over it.

Look, since you're
so unattached,

maybe I could join you?

(sighs) Maybe some other time.

I got to get back to the office.

Got a big report to
get out this week.

Mmm. Boy, Amanda's
got you on a short leash.

There's a time for
work and a time for play.

Speaking of playing, you
didn't mention anything

about our little encounter
last night at the pool.

Did you enjoy the show?

Waited for an encore,
but it never came.

(chuckles)

All you had to do was
walk down the stairs.

I'll keep that in mind.

- (knocking)
- Come in.

Eve,

there was a record guy
out there that loves you.

He wants to do a demo,
maybe even cut an album.

- What?
- This is how it starts.

I mean, you're on your way.

This time next year
you could be famous.

We're talking about
magazine covers,

- concert posters.
- Where's Amanda?

She went home; she was tired.

I can't do this.

You had no right to
tell him I could do this.

Okay, listen, I know that
record people can be sleazy,

but this guy, he seemed
legit; I mean, look at this.

He cut me a check five
grand good faith money.

All you have to do is
sign, fill out the paperwork,

- and put your social security number down.
- How dare you.

Maybe I don't want to be
famous; I don't need all of that.

- Okay.
- Maybe I'm happy with my life

the way it is; I love Peter.

He's the center of my
life, I'm the center of his.

Can't you get that
through your thick head?

Okay, I'll just tell him
that you're not feeling well.

If you have anything to
say, you can tell him yourself.

(door closes)

(sirens wailing)

(life support beeping)

Whoa, nice
vascular graft, Larry.

Get to the point,
Mancini, I'm busy. Scalpel.

- Scalpel.
- Can you take my clinic this afternoon?

What do I get. Forceps.

- Forceps.
- Saturday at Bel Air.

: a.m. tee time.

Deal. Clamp that vein
for God's sakes, Jensen.

- It's bleeding like stink.
- Yes, sir. Clamp.

- Clamp.
- I got another eight units of O-neg ready.

Oh, Jensen.

I need someone to cover me on
a splenectomy tomorrow morning.

No can do, Michael,

I got a case.

Well, you wouldn't
want me to start talk

about you and a certain
nurse on four west now.

Stop right there.

I'll take the splenectomy.

I knew you'd find
it in your heart.

NURSE: I need two more
units packed red cells.

And you, sir.

You take my evening rounds,
then I would owe you big time.

And I always repay
my debts with interest.

If you ever paid your
debts on time, Michael,

we'd all be a lot happier.

Peter, what are you doing here?

You aren't scheduled
for this surgery.

As chief of staff,

I'm officially warning
everyone in this room.

Anyone who covers
for Dr. Mancini

will have their
privileges suspended.

Sorry, Mancini,
you're on your own.

I got to pass, too, Michael.

You can't do this, Peter.

It's unconstitutional.

It undermines the very
fabric of free market trading.

Oh, shut up, Michael.

Will you forget Chicago?

Now, get out of here.

I have to tell you all this.

I'm very disappointed
in all of you.

Jensen,

what nurse are you
boffing on four west?

(woman screams)

Megan?

Megan, are you all right?

Jason!

Oh, no!

I can't get it to stop!

And I tried...

Is the shutoff valve under here?

No, I don't know, it's...

Do I look like a plumber?

Oh, my God.

(yells)

Oh, my gosh.

Oh, damn this thing's tight.

(laughs)

Oh, my God.

- Oh.
- I can't...

(laughter)

Great, I save you from
drowning and you laugh at me.

No, you just... you're so...

damp.

(sighing)

You weren't,
like, waiting for me

to show up before
you did this, were you?

To see how I'd react?

Why would I care how
you'd react to anything,

let alone an leaky pipe?

It just seems a
little strange that,

you know, the moment I walk in,

you throw this little domestic
emergency in my face.

Right, like I just sit and wait

for you to come home
so I can corner you.

You are so, so self-centered.

No, I'm just not a big
believer in coincidence.

You know what, I don't
play that game, all right?

You don't play at all
from what I can tell.

(door opens, closes)

(lively intro plays)

♪ I have a feeling this
flight will last forever ♪

♪ I have a feeling I'm
falling in love with her ♪

♪ Just a fool in red
say now or never ♪

♪ Bring another drink
and smile some more... ♪

Hey, babe, hello.

Can you explain this
Eve thing to me please?

What Eve thing?

The recording contract.

I told her about it and
she turned it down cold.

That doesn't make any sense;
now did she say anything to you?

It's the first I've heard of it.

You know what she said?

It was connected to her
being the center of Peter's life.

That happened kind of
quickly, don't you think?

I mean, what's he doing?

He pulling some kind of
Svengali number on her?

- It's love at first sight, I'd say.
- Ah.

Okay, so now you got the
inside track on her feelings.

That also happened
kind of quickly.

It's a girl thing.

A girl thing?

Is it also a girl thing
to bag your career

'cause your man
wants you at home?

You don't do that.

You work all the time.

So, you want me to
quit? Are you saying that...

No, I didn't say...

Well, what are you saying?

That it's okay for you to
butt in Eve's life, but not me?

Okay, forget about it.

Sorry I asked.

♪ When I fly from
LA to Hong Kong. ♪

MICHAEL: Okay, yeah.

No, I had the number
for Alex's loft in Chicago,

but I lost it.

Yeah, okay. Thank you very much.

That's right.

Go ahead and call.

She told you not to, but
by all means, call her.

Get off my case; I
need to talk to her.

Michael, look,

why don't you stop this, huh?

Why don't you concentrate
on the bachelor party

I'm gonna throw for you.

You're gonna do that for me?

Because I'm gonna tell you
something, I'm gonna need it.

And you'll be best man, right?

Haven't I always been?

That sounds
suspiciously like an insult.

Oh, come on, Michael,
loosen up, will you?

This is, uh, men bonding.

I'm going to dinner at Kyle's.

Why don't you join me. I'll buy.

All right, let's go.

(exhales)

Get out, get this off your mind.

Yeah, oh, oh, Peter,
I forgot my keys.

I'll meet you out at the car.

JANE: Hello?

Hello? Is anybody there?

Who was that?

Michael, probably.

Poor baby, he's trying
so hard not to crowd me.

Well, we all are.

Maybe I should call him.

I said I would.

Uh, pin this for me, would you?

Oh, sure.

He can be such a
little boy sometimes.

Well, you'll be home on the
red eye in a couple of days.

Oh, by the way,
your father called.

We had a nice talk and he said

they can take the same flight
in with you for the wedding.

Oh, good.

You know, he told me he
hopes this marriage to Michael

lasts longer than the first one.

(Alex chuckles)

All right, we've done
enough work for one day.

Come on, let's have some wine
and start thinking about dinner.

You're not plying me
with drink, are you?

(Alex chuckles)

No, but I am setting the mood.

I have something for you.

No, no gifts.

That might be misconstrued.

You have to open this one.

It's your wedding present.

(laughs) Wow.

(gasps)

Alex.

(both chuckle)

My God.

(Jane clears throat)

I don't know what to say.

Say you like it.

I love it.

Well, there's more.

There, looks great.

♪ People say she's crazy ♪

♪ Cold moonlight in her eyes ♪

♪ Like stars on her shoulders ♪

♪ She walks through the night ♪

♪ People say she's a witch ♪

♪ Nobody saw her cry... ♪

How about that encore, huh?

How about that
whole second show?

♪ Fly ♪

♪ She got a gypsy heart ♪

♪ She got a gypsy soul ♪

♪ She got a gypsy heart ♪

♪ She got a gypsy soul... ♪

You excuse us for a
second? I want to talk to you.

- What are you doing?
- Come on, I want to talk to you.

The hell is this all about?

No, what are you
doing, dancing with Lexi?

I'm rubbing my
body against hers.

With any luck we'll make fire.

That woman is bad
news; she hates Amanda.

I don't even like
her being in the club.

Fine, we'll take it
somewhere else.

No, you don't get
what I'm saying.

Okay? The woman is bad news.

Why don't you just
stay away from her?

I don't believe this...
Now you're telling me

- who to go out with?
- No, Ryan,

no, I am looking out for
everybody's best interests here,

Ry, open your eyes.

No, your best interests, Kyle.

First Amanda warns me off Megan,

now you're throwing in
your two cents about Lexi?

I don't think so.

I do what I want.

Yeah, you do do what you want,
no matter who gets hurt, right?

Huh?

Back off, Kyle.

♪ She got a gypsy heart. ♪

(sighs)

How long have you
been watching me?

Not long.

- (Eve sighs)
- You okay?

Just... not used to waking up

in somebody else's bed, I guess.

Well, hopefully you'll get
used to waking up here soon.

You sure you're not
gonna get tired of me?

No, I'm not going
to get tired of you.

I mean, familiarity
breeds contempt, right?

I guess so.

Do you want to have
lunch with me today?

Yeah, I'd love to.

No, I can't.

Why?

Uh, I'm having lunch
with Amanda today.

I can't really break that date.

(laughs)

Believe me, I understand.

No one wants to suffer
the wrath of Amanda.

(Eve laughs)

- I got to go.
- (murmurs)

I've got to cancel our
new notes session.

I'm meeting Kyle for lunch.

Oh, that's fine, I
definitely have work to do.

(phone rings)

(clears throat)

- Hello.
- (over phone): Hey.

This your private line?

Yes, and I'm so
glad you found it

instead of the next drunk

who sat down in
that booth last night.

Where'd you disappear to?

I had other things to do.

Hmm, kind of left me hanging.

(over phone): Hmm, you look
like you could take care of yourself.

Besides, the dance was over.

Dance.

I thought we got married.

(chuckles)

Honey, it takes more
than that, even in L.A.

But you skinny-dipped
in my pool.

That's got to count
for something.

That was just a
one-night swim, baby.

(chuckles)

Well... next time you're
in my neighborhood,

why don't you just drop by?

We'd need another
blackout for that.

(indistinct chatter)

It sounds like you're
taken with Eve.

I can't believe how
beautiful she is.

She's just beautiful.

She also has a
combination of naïveté

and she still has an
edge to her, you know?

I know, the best news is,

it sounds like you're
actually getting over Amanda.

- Amanda who?
- (laughs)

That's extremely healthy, Peter.

Oh, please, I used to think
I would see her out places.

Every minute of the day I
was wondering, where is she?

Is she with Kyle, is she alone?

Is that Amanda and Kyle?

(laughs) You mean you used
to actually stop in traffic and...?

- Peter, hi.
- PETER: Hi, hi.

Oh, this is Lou Visconti.

- This is Kyle and Amanda.
- KYLE: Hey. -Hi.

- AMANDA: Hi.
- Hi,

- nice to meet you. -Hi.
- PETER: I thought

- you were having lunch with Eve today.
- No.

I mean, yes, we were,
but she had to cancel

'cause she had, um,
to run some errands.

- Oh, errands.
- Mm-hmm.

Well, have a nice day.

- Okay, bye.
- See you.

That was Amanda?

God, I-I had no idea
she was so beautiful.

She's a heck of a liar, too.

I-I mean, I know
you've been obsessing

about her for over a year...

She was never
having lunch with Eve.

Not that her objective
beauty, you know,

affects my opinion
about your obsession.

Story about running
errands... That was bogus, too.

I mean, just to understand
so much better now

what you've been going through.

Get it together, Doc.

- But she's beautiful.
- I know.

(dialing)

(phone rings)

Valhalla.

Yeah, I'm calling
about Eve Cleary.

She listed you as the
last place she worked.

Never heard of her.

Could you check for me?

What did she say
she was... A waitress?

No, she's a singer.

Hey, buddy, we only
got a jukebox here.

No singers, no
dancers, no animal acts.

Somebody made a mistake.

(dial tone)

Thanks.

(knocking on door)

Hey.

Hi.

I guess it must be
my place tonight.

Guess so.

How was your lunch
with Amanda today?

It was good.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Talked the whole time.

Oh, that's nice.

What'd you talk about?

Girl talk... you know,
Kyle and marriage and...

Eve, you're lying.

I saw Amanda at lunch,
and you weren't there.

She said you canceled.

I did and I was
going to tell you, I...

Don't lie to me.

I'm not lying to
you, I just didn't...

Just what? Just...

I-I just wanted to surprise you.

- Oh, well, it was a surprise, all right.
- I was buying

you a present, okay?

It took a little bit longer
than they thought.

I-I had to wait at the
jewelers through lunch.

Jewelers... What
are you talking about?

Here.

I'm really sorry
it's not wrapped.

I was going to give
it to you on Saturday.

"For Peter, my love."

Never should have written
those words, I know that.

I mean, I, I was going to
get the engraving changed.

I just... we never had to say
those words to each other,

ever had to say those words,
and I'm really sorry, Peter,

I'm really sorry.

I'm sorry.

You know, I've ruined
every relationship

I've ever had in my
life with deception,

and I want to change

and I need you to help me.

I want you to promise me...

that we'll never have
any lies between us.

Yes.

Peter, I promise.

If there's anything that you,

that you have to tell
me... Anything at all...

Now is the time.

Just say it.

No, there's nothing to tell.

Good.

Well... we got
nothing to worry about.

Oh, Megan, hey, listen,

I got a lot of work
piled up on you today.

- I hope that's all right.
- Yeah, that's fine.

It's not like I have a big
social life to get in the way.

I'm sorry.

It's all right, you know,
I'm proud of myself.

I'm a competent executive
surviving without a man.

Oh, Megan, hear me roar.

You know, you really are
the greatest role model for me.

Proof positive that I don't
need a man to make it to the top.

They're only going
to bring you down, girl.

You want to have dinner tonight?

I can't tonight.

Sort of a merger
thing happening.

Oh.

Well, good luck.

Thanks, this one's
going to take a lot of guts.

(knocking on door)

- Hi.
- Hi.

I got some great vices
for your party tonight.

Oh.

- I got you Dominican cigars.
- Oh, hey.

And, ooh, a bottle
of malt Scotch...

I can't even
pronounce this name.

- And...
- Hmm.

I got you two decks
of playing cards

with pictures of
naked women on them.

Oh. You are too much.

(Eve laughs)

Oh, we don't want that, do
we? We want just enough.

Well, I can't get enough of you.

(Eve laughs softly)

I want you to move in with me.

What?

What do you mean?

Just what I said.

I want you here all the time.

I think about you when
you're not here, I...

smile every time I see you, I...

I want you to move in.

Yes.

Yes, I will, yes.

Mmm.

(laughs)

Mm. We, um...

We can't do this now.

Uh, you're hosting a
bachelor party in half an hour.

I don't want to be mistaken
for the entertainment.

Believe me, I'd much
rather spend the evening

with you than those yahoos.

Oh. Oh, it's...

It's too late, 'cause I'm going
to see a movie with Amanda,

and while you guys get rowdy.

Let's us get rowdy first.

Oh. Mmm.

(phone ringing)

(Eve sighs)

Uh, yes. Party Central.

Ooh, sounds like you're
having a terrible time.

Uh, terrible.

AMANDA (laughs): Well,
I just called to tell you

I'm gonna be a little late.

(thudding, Eve moans)

Hello? Hello?!

Oh, Amanda, I just
changed for the party...

- Well, you can change again.
- (Kyle sighs)

Change is good.

But I promised the guys
that I would be there.

No. I know all about
bachelor parties.

And I want to make
sure you are spent

by the time you get there.

KYLE (sighs): But
see, you're gonna...

- (Amanda sighs)
- You're gonna make me late.

Yeah, don't worry about
it. Ryan'll be late, too.

I gave him extra
work at the office.

(Kyle moans)

Hey, pool man?

Oh, hi.

Is that all you have
to say for yourself?

RYAN: Um...

aren't you a little hot
in that... in that coat?

(laughs softly)

Yeah. Maybe I should
take it off, hmm?

Oh. Um, you know what?

I... I have to
finish this report,

and-and I'm already
running late for Michael's,

uh, prenuptial bash, so I...

- Mm.
- Um...

Doesn't this b*at a
dumb old bachelor party

with a bunch of horny old men

staring at something
they can't have?

This is... this is pretty good.

Well, maybe your
brother's the only McBride

who can do more than watch, huh?

(sighs)

(Lexi moans)

- Hey.
- What?

Not here.

Whoa, whoa. This is...
this is Amanda's office.

Yeah. From now on, honey,

you're gonna think of me
every time you walk in here.

(Ryan sighs)

- We shouldn't be in here.
- Uh-huh.

(Lexi moaning)

(Ryan moaning)

Oh.

(Lexi sighs)

No. Let 'em watch.

(Lexi sighs)

(overlapping chatter)

- Dealer bets ten.
- Ten.

All right, all right,
I'll bet ten. So, listen,

the hitchhiker says to
the trucker... She says...

Michael, what are you
doing? Are you gonna talk,

- or are you gonna play cards?
- I got...

- No, no, no, no. Come on. Come on.
- Ease! Ease!

- I want to hear the end of the story.
- (knocking on door)

Not for... Oh.

- PETER: Highlight of the evening.
- MICHAEL: Oh!

Hi. Hi.

- Hi. I'm Tiffany.
- Hi, Tiffany. Yeah.

TIFFANY: Where do you want me?
- Oh, my goodness.

- Hola.
- PETER: Oh, it's

right over by the
chair there, okay?

Uh, right over here,
though. Be perfect.

- Oh.
- Yes, here.

(speaking Spanish,
indistinct chatter)

- I can take your coat if you want.
- Uh.

- Okay.
- Uh, you want something to drink?

Yeah, bucket of bourbon.

- (laughs) Just kidding.
- (laughter)

Who's the, uh, groom?

- Oh, thank you.
- That'd be me.

- That'd be me.
- That'd be this-this gentleman.

(rock song plays)

PETER: Oh.

Very nice. Good choice.

♪ She's a cool-headed woman... ♪

Oh, oh, oh, oh.

♪ I'm a hard-hearted man ♪

♪ She's the sweat on my body ♪

- Ooh!
- Oh!

♪ I don't understand ♪

♪ I was strong,
lean and loud... ♪

Hey. Hey, hey, hey, hey.

(music stops,
Tiffany cries quietly)

- What-What... what's the matter?
- Uh...

PETER: Uh, let me
get you some water.

- I'll get you some water, okay?
- Yeah, yeah.

- Let's give her a chair.
- Grab my chair.

Go ahead. Come on, come on.

Sit down over here.

LOUIS: Oh.

I-I sense you're-you're
feeling depressed.

Do you feel like
talking about it?

TIFFANY: Uh... um...

Yeah, it's just my
boyfriend... He, um...

he split.

MEN: Oh.

MICHAEL: Well, you're a

good-looking girl. You could get

- any guy you want.
- Yeah.

You can't help who you love.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

- MICHAEL: That's true.
- KYLE: That's true.

Mm-hmm. So, why
do you think he left?

Uh, he wants me to
stop dancing, and I can't.

I mean, I-I need the money.

I'm putting myself
through school.

- Oh, right.
- Oh.

PETER: Well, Michael
can relate to that.

The groom. He was a
stripper in med school.

(Tiffany laughs)

Really? Will you
show me some moves?

Yes.

- No, no, no...
- PETER: Come on, Michael.

Come on.

Come on. Jane said
that you had great moves.

- Let's go.
- MICHAEL: No, no, no.

- No, no.
- Michael.

Michael, Michael, come on.

It could be
therapeutic for Tiffany.

- Mm-hmm.
- Exactly, Doc. Therapy. I mean,

it'd be good for her. Here.
Michael, you remember

how you used to
do it, don't you?

- I mean, you showed me.
- ♪♪

(laughter)

(laughter, indistinct chatter)

It's all in his
moves, right here.

Whoa! Did I show
up at the wrong party!

- No. Come in, bro.
- (Michael laughs)

♪♪

- Hey, Ryan.
- ♪ Into her... ♪

Do guys ever grow up?

(Amanda laughs)

I think that is a question

science may never
find the answer to.

Peter was so...

boyish tonight getting
ready for his party.

Chips and dip,
coasters for his glasses.

Well, for your information,
Peter has a dark side, too.

Mm. I know.

Kind of caught me
in a lie yesterday.

He didn't find out
anything about...?

- No, no. No, thank God.
- AMANDA: Oh, well,

we were lucky.

The next time you
use me as an alibi,

maybe you should let
me know about it first.

I did. I told you last
week where I'd be going.

Oh, well, maybe you
told me, but I don't...

Maybe? What, are you
calling me a liar, Amanda?

I have a lot more to lose
than you do, you know.

Peter could have
found out everything,

and then where would I be?

Eve, it's okay. You're
safe now. I'm here for you.

I mean, it's not
like he was a saint.

I'd be working my
ass off, so to speak,

and he was sleeping with

- my best friend.
- Aw...

- TIFFANY: Naturally.
- PETER: Men.

That bastard.

You know what,
though, uh, Tiffany?

- Donna.
- Donna.

See, the thing is, is that,
you know, some guys...

They like to have
their women at home.

MICHAEL: Yeah.

Not in Chicago.

Chicago?

LOUIS: I think what Kyle

is trying to say is, is that

the relationship between
a man and a woman

is a fragile thing.

DONNA: Mm, yeah, and sex

usually screws it up.

(phone ringing through)

WOMAN: Global Airlines.

I would like a first-class
ticket to Chicago, a red-eye.

- WOMAN: First class?
- Yes. No. I mean, no.

Yeah, of course, first class.

(indistinct voice of woman)

Yeah. Let me think.
Um, credit card. Hold on.

Yes, here it is. Uh, two, two,

one... No, that's
not it. Hold on.

- (indistinct voice of woman)
- Okay. Wait.

Hey. Hey. Aah!

WOMAN: Hello?

Oh. What are you doing?!

You're not going
to Chicago, Michael.

Oh, Jane put you
up to this, didn't she?

I'm saving you from yourself.

Oh, yeah, well,
it's not gonna work.

- Michael?
- Ooh.

That's my jacket.

Oh.

This is my apartment.

Oh. Oh, yeah, okay.

(Michael grunts)

Is everything okay here?

Yeah. At least for
the next hours.

(horns honking)

Ladies and gentlemen,
the Bastian new

spring line! Tada!

- (laughs)
- (Alex laughs and claps)

- Oh!
- (Alex whoops)

Oh, wow. No, no, no.

You gave me the new spring line.

- Oh.
- It was all your doing.

To the best work we've
ever done together.

Oh. Mm-hmm.

Mm. I can already see
the ad campaign now.

She's in a white gown
with a black sand beach.

Mm. Store windows is
where I see 'em. They're...

- Really?
- Wait a minute.

What's that?

These beads aren't straight.

(laughs) You are
such a perfectionist.

You damn right I am.

I'm gonna have to fix this.

I'll have to call a model in.

No, it's ridiculous.

I'll try it on. You
can pin it on me.

Wow.

Jane, this is so exciting.

A black-and-white
motif is gonna get raves.

Mm. I know,

and the way it emphasizes
the purity of the design.

ALEX: Mm.

Oh, no distracting
spring colors.

Zip me?

(zippering)

Oh.

Let me be the first
to kiss the bride.

(Alex sighs)

Alex.

You promised.

Well, it is the night
before your wedding.

Don't we have a
tradition to uphold?

No. I...

I can't do this to Michael.

Forget about Michael.

I love you, Jane.

Let me show you.