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Hi, hon. Listen, I'm going to be late picking you up for Matt's dinner. It's

been an accident or something. Traffic is really backed up. Yeah, well, don't

worry about it. I got stuck on EO rotation at the last minute, so I'm

for the night. Oh, no.

Matt's going to be so disappointed.

Yeah. Listen, Jane, I was thinking of hiring a professional to find Taylor and

the baby, you know? I got a few names.

Michael, we've been through this. Taylor wanted it this way.

He's my son, too, you know?

Thanks.

I'm getting the impression that you don't even want me to find the kid.

you're almost happy he's gone.

Why are we having this conversation again? I mean, you're going to do what

want no matter what I say.

You know, I'm doing this for us.

Well, half of us want to have our own child.

Listen, Michael, I've got to go. There's too much traffic to talk and drive.

I'll tell Matt that you said hi.

Jane, don't hang up.

Keep it moving.

Everyone in this hypocritical, sanctimonious world is out to drown you.

Rip your legs off.

Pull you under and make you feel like you're worthless.

You're gonna stay afloat.

You have to be the toughest shark in the sea.

Gotta bite first, fast and often and kill the scum suckers before they know

is.

I don't know.

Whatever Coop did.

Honey, he's the least of your problems right now.

The world is altogether.

Well, maybe, but you know, when I've got a man in my life, it's... I mean, the

last thing you need right now is another man in your life.

Let's do it. Good evening.

Great. Just what I needed.

You know what?

This party I'm supposed to go to, it's for Matt Fielding.

You used to live in the building. Are you sure you don't want to come?

Well, Megan, it's sort of a question of Matt who?

Peter.

Lexi, love the hair.

Didn't do it for you.

Oh, what's with her?

She hates my guts.

Oh, I wouldn't be so sure. Come on, let's sit down.

You're used to it there.

All right.

Kyle, did I mention that I'm calling in sick tonight?

Well, you got the day off. Hi.

A man being nice, that's a change, you know.

It's too bad that you're taken.

Well,

Megan, it's too bad about Coop.

You know, didn't help the practice either, him leaving like that.

Oh, men leaving, that's the story of my life, you know.

Where the hell is Matt?

I'm going to grab a bottle of wine and get us started.

Yeah, that Matt, he's always on time, isn't he?

Always right, too, Matt. Like having your conscience right in front of you.

That's such a great thing.

Hey, guys, sorry I'm late.

Michael got held up at the hospital.

He's not going to make it.

Oh, what'd I miss?

Well, we're just kind of going down memory lane here, telling stories about

Matt. Oh, I got a great one.

Everybody was new in the building. I had just had a miscarriage.

And talk about transference, I got a dog, which, of course, I lost.

Come on, Jimmy.

Good boy. We take it all for granted, you know?

I mean, I think it's our generation, or maybe everyone has ever been young, but

we get so consumed with ourselves, our problems, and it's always in a big

I know. It's so easy to, though.

I do realize it's the first really terrible thing that's ever happened to

I mean, my parents are still alive, my grandparents.

I've never known anyone who's ever died.

I mean, personally.

Like anything could really prepare you.

No.

You know what the truth is? The truth is the only good men are gay men.

So where is he, anyway?

Excuse me.

Amanda, there's a call for you at the bar. Dr. Mancini. Oh, maybe Michael can

make it out.

Thanks.

Thank you.

Michael, coming to the party?

Um, no.

No, it's... I'm not.

Uh, it's Matt.

What about him?

He's been in an accident.

Ah, I see.

You'd better tell the others.

Yeah, I will. All right.

Of course.

Jane?

Thank you.

Hey,

what is it? What's wrong?

It's Matt.

There's a place for you.

Amanda looks at me the way she did when we were first married.

Trust in her eyes.

She's happy.

Then I wake up.

Peter, you've got to move on. And you've got to fix that scratch in your CD.

I mean, over and over you keep saying the same thing.

A friend died last night in a car accident.

I mean, I deal with this sort of thing every day, but when it's someone that

know, you have a...

A tendency to look at your own life, you know.

If Amanda and I have this connection, if we complete each other, then whatever

I've done or whatever I try to do to get us together, that's noble.

Peter, you've been through a trauma with Amanda recently, which has brought you

closer together, but you can't misinterpret her gratitude.

Oh, give me a break, Doc. This isn't gratitude. This is a commitment we're

talking about here. I'm telling you, the woman still loves me.

Only in your dreams, Peter.

I'm so sorry, honey.

Oh, man, so am I.

I spent that whole night in the ER after I had Matt on the table and I... I

don't... I don't remember any of it.

You know?

Nothing I could do.

Nothing.

Then I had to call his mother.

Tell her that her son died.

She came by later and... Oh, that was rough.

You know, Jay and I...

I thought about what you said about the baby.

And, uh, you were right.

And in a crazy way, so was Taylor.

But, um, were you serious when you were talking about us

having our own baby?

Of course I was.

Well, then let's do it.

Let's start over, because it would be the only,

uh... honest, solid, true thing in our lives.

Michael, I want that too.

Ben.

Will you please marry me again, Jane?

This time forever.

Are you serious?

Yes,

Michael. Yes, I will.

Oh, my God.

Hey. Six is my lucky number.

Stop.

Doctor, there are two people waiting for you in your office. Mr. Beck and Amanda

Woodward. Together? In the same room? I believe that's what I said.

At least.

Oh, my gosh. What do you want to say to that? Hi. Peter, hi.

I was just getting to know your friend, Mr. Beck. You know what? If you two have

a meeting, we can do lunch together. Oh, no, no, no. I'm just a delivery boy

today. Peter, here are the papers you want to return.

Amanda, it's been pleasant spending a few minutes with you. Peter speaks of

often. Thank you. It's nice to meet you.

Hope all is well.

Thank you.

Bye. Bye.

If we're going to do lunch, we better hurry. I'm working overtime to try to

back that ransom money.

Ready to go?

Yeah.

Let's put these files away here real quick.

Oh, I'm hungry.

Hey, Charlie, I didn't okay all this work.

Who's in the bid?

Okay, let me put it another way. I can't pay for all this work.

That's your problem.

I need a check by the end of the day.

Hey, Kyle.

I like what you're doing with the place.

I'm not going to change anything, honey, except the music.

We'll be right back.

Hey, Megan.

Lexi, what are you doing here?

Good to see you.

How about a cup of coffee?

No. No.

I just, um, I want your attention.

Look, my company is finally out of tax trouble, and I was thinking about taking

it in a new direction.

Adding advertising to the mix.

Advertising, huh?

Yeah. That's what I used to do before I married Coop and settled for the boring

existence of a neglected doctor's wife.

Anyway, that aside, I started thinking that you and I would make a fabulous

team.

Wait a minute. You want me to work for you?

I will take my father's stodgy old holding company and turn it into a

beast. Put us both back on easy street.

Look, I appreciate the offer, really, but... Come on, it's not like you're a

novice. You did work for Eric Baines when he owned Amanda's company, right?

And honey, two smart, good -looking women like us will make a mint.

Thanks, but not.

I'm not giving up, Megan.

Kyle, you can get another waitress, can't you? Just have some sense into

She's got a point, especially these days. This place is hardly the road to

riches. You know what? If I have learned anything lately, it's that money is not

important. Love it.

How about Coop?

I think Coop was just a way to avoid Michael.

Michael's the one that saved my life, the one I lost.

No jobs can replace him.

Yes, can I help you?

Mrs. Fielding? Yes.

I'm Amanda Woodward. I was a friend of your son's.

I own the building where he used to live.

Yes. Anyway, I wanted to come and give my condolences in person.

Everyone in the building loved Matt, and we wanted to know if there was anything

that we could do.

No, there isn't.

Well, if it's all right, we'd like to come to the funeral.

No, it's not all right.

The services are for family only.

Oh, I understand. But in a way, we were Matt's family, too.

I, uh... I have something for you.

They found it in his car.

It's, uh... It's a kind of journal I kept.

It's all about you and your friend.

Nothing about his family, of course.

At any rate, keep it.

I'm glad you found something to laugh about.

You would not believe what Matt wrote about in this journal. It's like reading

trashy novel, except you know all the people.

What Michael did, I can't believe he told Matt about it. I don't have time

now. We're staring at poverty here.

I know that we mortgaged everything to get me free. No, it's not just that. I

got construction costs. I got a letter that Taylor's lawyer sent me demanding

the buyout money I promised her.

What can I do?

Well, you cannot say you're sorry.

You know, who knows? Maybe the cops will do their job.

They'll find out who kidnapped you. We'll get our money back.

I guess we've just got to be patient.

In the meantime, I have a way to cheer you up.

Want to hear Michael's secret?

I'll pass.

Well, what about a Taylor secret?

About Peter? I know more secrets about Taylor than I care to know.

You're right.

It's just what she said to Matt and his analysis of it.

You know what I was thinking?

Maybe Peter needs another woman to focus on. Peter?

What, is he hassling you again?

Oh, no, just the opposite. He's been terrific.

I mean, we even had lunch today.

It's just, he's still so intense.

Yeah, well, I got a way to take care of that.

Why? When Lexi can do it.

Oh, she's perfect for him. If only they could find their way back to each other.

What is it? You're playing matchmaker for him now?

It's just a thought.

Yeah, well, you know what? It's been a very long day.

I'm going to take a shower.

And if you can pull yourself away from this journal, I'll meet you in the

bedroom.

So, Matt, what other secrets do you have in here?

I'm sorry about last night.

I'm worried about the money too.

Just trying to keep my agency afloat.

So, you couldn't put it down either.

Did you read the whole thing?

No, I just painted it with my name on it.

I have to say, you're the last person I expected to find in there.

Yeah.

I definitely should have said something.

A flesh and blood brother and you never even mentioned him?

Yeah, you could have said something.

More important, why didn't you?

Because it was a disaster.

Now that I think about it, almost everything Taylor was involved with

that way.

Son of a bitch! I just had a little talk with Taylor. She's pretty upset.

So am I at the moment.

Admit it, little brother. You slept with her, didn't you? Is that what she told

you? Yeah, that's what she told me. I trusted my wife. So what are you going

do? Are you going to lie?

You can deny it. I'm waiting. Just let it the hell go, all right?

I'll tell you what happened.

Give me the truth.

You were working.

We were drinking. Apparently, you guys were having a problem with some waitress

or something because Taylor, she made a serious pass at me, Kyle. I mean, taking

off her clothes and stuff. And I said, no way. I said, I would never do that to

you. But she kept at me.

And I swear to God, I didn't touch her.

I got up. I got the hell out of there.

Why didn't you tell me this before?

I mean, if that's what really happened.

Why didn't you come to me first?

Because I didn't want to embarrass you, Kyle.

You made a tramp, bro.

I don't have a brother anymore.

We're through.

He was telling the truth, your brother. And Taylor was nuts. She probably did

lie. Yeah, he probably was, but it's a long time ago, ancient history.

The way you told that story, you made it sound like it was yesterday.

We were close growing up.

We fought a lot, but as brothers... I accused him, I shut him out. I

can't talk to him. I wouldn't know what to say.

Well, I guess Matt taught us one thing.

Nothing stays buried forever.

Peter, listen to me. I'm telling you, Matt had this journal and he wrote down

everything we told him. Michael, before you pop an artery right in front of me

here, how do you know this for a fact? Well, I called his mother to see how she

was doing. She told me she gave the journal to Amanda.

Amanda? Oh, what was I thinking? I should have mentioned her name in the

place. It's the only way to get your attention these days.

So what's Amanda doing with it?

She's reading it, of course. What else would she be doing?

Peter, look, it's not like I have anything left to hide, but in a weak

who knows what I told Matt.

No, no, no, you may be right here, Michael, but it could be a bad situation

a lot of people.

Look, save the niceties, Amanda, and get to the point.

You made it sound like an emergency. What'd you do, drop the ball on a

ad or something?

I thought we should have a meeting to clear up the bad blood between us.

no reason we can't be allies instead of enemies.

No reason?

No. Let me see.

I got it. How about stealing my husband to be when you already had one of your

own? Oh, that's just it.

Peter's the one who's confused. It's not me.

Well, he's in love with you, and he's pretty clear on that point.

No. It's a fixation, and it's not mutual.

I am very, very happy with Kyle. Honey, Peter needs to hear that, not me.

Well, he has.

The truth is, I think you're the right woman for him.

Really?

Go on. This is fascinating.

Well, I was thinking that it's time for you to get back in the game with him. I

mean, it's obvious the two of you belong together.

And I'm here to tell you that I will do anything I can to help you make that

happen. I see.

Yeah, you've been wiggling your little victim act around so much you've

attracted too many flies, huh?

You're looking for some sucker to swat one away from you.

You can forget it.

I'm not in the bug business.

And, honey, I choose my lovers.

And I got plenty of suitors.

Well, I better watch myself when I'm around you. I wouldn't want to get

in the stampede of eligible bachelors.

Yeah.

Yeah. Listen, lady, why don't you do us all a favor and get another helicopter

crash or kidnapped?

You know, Lexi, when I look at you, all I see is a bitter woman incapable of

love.

Amanda, it's not me you're seeing.

That's your own reflection.

As always, lovely chatting with you.

Are you guys finally done? Because I need to talk to her. Did she mention

journal thing? Get out of my way, moron. Hey, that's Dr. Moron to you.

Excuse me.

Ah, Amanda.

I'm leaving for lunch, Michael. It'll have to wait. You know, everybody's

talking in that journal. You just can't hoard it, okay?

It's everybody's. Now, if we say things to Matt, you know, secrets, then I think

you have an obligation to tell us. Listen to you, Michael. You are scared

death. I knew you wouldn't. Wait. Amanda, could we have a talk? Excuse me.

Step aside. I need to talk. I'll see you first.

Michael.

This is a shakedown, isn't it?

You're planning on blackmailing him. Oh, stop the drama. If you want to know,

I'll tell you. Oh, yeah.

Matt wrote all about how the two of you first met, back in Chicago, when you

were both working at the same club.

Oh, no, he didn't.

Well, you know, I was a starving medical student, you know, desperate for money.

No, he mentioned that, and a certain nickname, I believe.

What's that again?

And now, ladies, it's time for Resident Free. We're hot and hunky and ready for

your adoration. A big welcome for the Lone Ranger!

That

was

humiliating. I hated every second of that.

Oh, please, Amanda, destroy the journal, and don't tell anybody what you read. I

beg you. I mean, I'm still a somewhat respected doctor, and if, well, if you

told anybody... I mean, if someone found out I was a male stripper dancing to

Addicted to Love, oh, my God!

Well, you dirty little man.

I am not talking about what's in that journal. Amanda, now, come on, you told

him, you gotta tell me.

Not a mention, Peter. Not one word.

Guess you got lucky.

You know that as she's lying.

She sure caught you with your pants down.

Hmm? Tiger?

Not as well -faced if you're addicted to love.

Megan!

How you doing?

Good. Listen, I reserved a quiet table, but I don't think quiet is possible.

Have you seen Jane?

No, but if there's anyone I can talk to in private, I want to ask her a

question. Yeah.

As you know, I've been, uh...

Going through a lot lately, what with... Coop and all, and... Just... Just done

a lot of thinking, and, uh, yeah.

I haven't treated you fairly, Michael.

Oh, that's all right.

Let me finish.

See, uh, you approached me on a number of occasions sincerely, and I pushed you

away because of... Old grudges and pride and... You know, it's just like what

Jennifer said. I, um...

I don't know what would have happened if it wasn't for you.

You would have pulled yourself through it.

Let me finish.

Okay, sorry.

I wasn't being fair.

Because I couldn't accept it no matter what happened in my past that you love

me.

And now with what's happened to Matt, it just hit me how important lasting

relationships are and what love and time mean.

Megan, no, Megan, wait.

Listen, it's not that I'm not attracted to you.

I probably always will be.

But your timing here, you know, it couldn't be worse.

You mean Jane?

Yeah. She did the stuff to do it.

You're just filling in the void the way I did with Cope.

No, no, I can't.

Megan, I can't. I'm engaged.

I'm going to marry Jane, you know. She was my first love.

My one love.

And I was the substitute.

That's your word, Megan.

Look, I'm sorry.

Yeah.

Me too.

I thought you only looked at the pages with your name in it. No, you left it

laying around, and you said that there was secrets about everybody in it.

So I once discussed my feelings for Peter with Matt.

That was long before I met you. And you know what? I would have mentioned it had

I known it mattered.

You take it with you every day. No, not everywhere. Right here.

It's right here.

Amanda realizes that she will always be connected to Peter.

That there is something dark in him that binds him to her the way no other man

has or ever will. That was long before you came along.

You know what? Sometimes I'm glad you worry. It shows how much you love me.

So, anything else in there that bothers you? Now's the time. Or forever hold

your peace.

Okay.

This page right here. It looks to me like it was torn out.

Hmm. I didn't notice. Matt must have done it, or maybe his mother.

Do you think I tore it out?

Only if you told me you did.

No, I didn't.

Okay, end of discussion.

Sound familiar?

What are you doing?

Oh, just a few of your classic moves. From what I understand, I ran into

Listen, Jane, I don't know what you told your resume, but I can assure you that

I did not do anything of that sort. Oh, come on, Michael. Like you said, we were

going to be the one honest, true, solid thing in each other's lives, right?

All right, do you want me to say it? I'll say it.

All right, I'll say it. I was a stripper at the stud factory in Chicago just

before we got married, okay? We needed the money. There. You happy now?

Nope.

I won't be happy until you do it for me. What?

The private dance.

Right here, right now. Oh, come on, Jane. You can't be serious.

Oh, come on, sweetie.

I'm addicted to love.

Strip for me?

Or your secret will be all over the hospital before you can say acute

maximus. You wouldn't.

You would.

Take it off, baby.

Give me my show, baby.

Good morning.

I lied when I said you weren't mentioned in Matt's journal.

You were.

Really? Yes, really.

Go ahead, read it. It's marked.

Late one night, Peter filled me in on the year after his arrest.

He'd lost his license.

He was in jail, his life was a mess, until some judge agreed to spring him.

But there was a price.

Before Mr. Beck gets back, I want this settled.

The problem, doctor, is that no one will operate on Mr. Beck.

They all say his heart is too weak. He'd never survive surgery.

Judge Smith owed us a favor, though, and agreed to release you from jail.

You want me to operate on him here?

In his home?

We'll get you whatever equipment you need.

What if I'm not able to save him?

I hate to be blunt, but chances are he's not going to make it.

Mr. Beck didn't get where he is by betting on the wrong horse.

You'll save him.

He'll owe you his life.

And believe me, Doctor, he's a good friend to have.

I realize that if it ever came out that you operated without a license...

Could put your career on thin ice.

And I want you to know that I will never, ever tell a soul.

Well, I appreciate your concern.

Is there more to it than that?

I think I'm learning that the past could be a horrible burden.

I wonder what other kind of juicy tidbits Matt has in here.

That.

There's something in there about you?

First of all, I never shot off my mouth to Matt like an idiot. And second...

I don't have any secrets.

Amanda.

You better be careful getting out that door. I think your nose is growing.

Here we go.

Oh, this is the way life was meant to be.

It is nice, isn't it?

Nice? Come on, it's romantic.

It's thoughtful. I mean...

I figure you owe me a little something after this morning's command

Well, I don't know. I think you're kind of getting into it.

There was a little body memory thing happening. Oh, right, right.

Oh, gosh, memories, memories.

You know, I have a memory I want to share with you.

Do you remember Matt's journal? You know, it's from there.

There's something in there about my past.

I mean, you could pass. It was my turn. Well, it couldn't be any more

embarrassing than mine, so come on, let me have it.

You remember Alex Bastian?

Oh, yeah, yeah. You used to hang out with him in school. You were very good

friends up until we got engaged.

Yeah.

Well, even after that.

In fact, the night before we got married.

Alex and I were celebrating our senior show.

Can you believe how well the show went? No.

I mean, it was just for the school, but, God, they really seemed to like the

clothes. Oh, are you kidding? They loved them. And they are going to flip for

your work in Paris, too.

I think the odds are about 50 -50 for survival.

What? Especially without you.

Oh. You'll be fine without me.

I'm going to miss you, though.

Ah, what you're going to miss is knowing what the two of us could have had

together. Maybe you can live with that, and maybe you can't.

What are you saying?

I'm saying I love you.

Well, I love you, too.

I love your passion, your humor.

I love the way you take chances.

No.

I've been in love with you.

from the moment I laid eyes on you, Jane.

Um... Alex, I'm getting

married tomorrow.

Why didn't you ever say anything?

Because I was afraid.

Just like you're afraid to marry Michael.

I love Michael.

And why do your eyes glaze over every time you mention the wedding?

You're in a panic, Jane.

I'm just a little jittery, I admit.

Then also admit you're afraid Michael is a mistake.

You're afraid of shutting all the other doors in your life and losing all the

other love.

Losing me, Jane.

Oh.

You slept with the guy? It was just that one night. One time. Yeah, the night

before our wedding. I mean, what was that? Some sort of private bachelorette

party, huh? Did he jump out of a cake? No, Michael. It was a goodbye.

Oh, it was more than that.

You only sleep with men you love.

Do you still love him? I haven't seen him in eight years. Yeah, but when was

last time you thought about him, huh? When was the last time you wanted him?

come on, Michael. I'll tell you what, Jane.

You sleep on the couch.

Kind of chilly out here, isn't it?

Yeah, pretty chilly in there, too.

Not the one who locked the bedroom door.

Surprised you even tried the handle.

I wanted to brush my teeth.

Michael, come on.

It was so long ago.

Oh, and that means I shouldn't be upset that you betrayed me?

Upset would have been okay if it happened eight years ago, but we have

through so much since then.

You know I love you.

You know what?

I love you, too.

I'm just having a little trouble trusting you at the moment.

And probably every moment from this moment on. And I'm thinking of changing

opinion on every moment that came before this moment.

What are you talking about, moment? And why are you giving me a lecture on

morality? You, of all people.

And the man who slept with my sister. And anyone else who wiggled their way

within five feet of you.

Look, Jane, if you're trying to make any logic of this, you're crazy, okay?

Well, you told me last night it hurt me. It hurt me a lot. And that's all I

know. At this moment.

Hey, ain't you guys open yet? I think I left my credit card here last night.

Yeah. The waitress picked it up.

I suppose you want to get a look at the journal, too.

It's making you very popular, Amanda.

That's all right, Kyle. I've already got my look.

I figured I'd go to him before he came to me.

So that's the missing page.

No, and we're not getting back into that.

Missing page?

Well, the plot thickens.

Peter, I've been your friend, but you're really abusing the privilege.

Come on, Amanda. No, I mean it.

Whatever this is you're feeling, we're just friends. I mean, not even friends,

acquaintances. And whatever happened in the past, even the recent past, I'm not

going to let anything come between me and Kyle. I love him and only him.

You got it?

Got it?

Got it. Good.

We open at five.

Is that what you wanted to hear?

Well, I didn't need to hear it. He did.

I meant every word you know.

Thank you.

I have this recurring dream that my husband is blow -drying my hair. Blow

-drying it until it bursts into flame. Sorry, your hour's up. It's my turn.

No, come on. An hour's an hour.

It's only fair. He'll see you tomorrow. Same time, okay?

Peter! Doc, come on.

You know, I really ought to be pissed at you.

But I'm not.

Because we had a breakthrough.

Amanda rips my heart out right in front of Kyle. But not because she means it.

Because she's hiding something.

The missing page.

Missing page?

Yeah, from the journal she was reading from. There's a page missing.

And I'm convinced it's about me. It's about her feelings towards me. Now, this

could affect her relationship with Kyle.

Doc, I'm this close. Believe me, I can smell it. Peter, I'm going to write you

prescription. It may seem a little strong, but I think you need it.

Oh. Well, I appreciate that, Doc.

But I happen to have a much, much better solution to my problem.

I'll see you soon.

If you ever think too much, not enough to get you

off. And if you ever get too close.

Kyle, I got a message. You had something for me?

Megan decided to take a leave of absence.

She picked up her stuff, took off, left this note for you.

I don't know what went down with the two of you, but she seemed pretty upset.

Oh, boy.

This sounds bad.

This is kind of like a suicide note.

Last time I heard talk like this, Taylor ended up sucking down carbon monoxide.

You think Megan would do something like that? I don't know. I don't know. She

said it's here that she's going to go back home.

I remember her talking about a trailer park she grew up in in Napa Valley.

You going to go see her up there?

Yeah.

Matter of fact, for a couple of reasons.

Thanks, Kyle. Yeah.

Hey, Ryan.

I've been holding that in for four years. Look, I thought we talked all of

out on the phone.

Yeah.

Well, I figure now we're even.

You want to hand me back? Go ahead.

Yeah.

And then what, drive back to New York?

Damn.

I got to thinking after your phone call.

Why not just go to California and make the reunion complete?

Well, you did that.

It's good to see you.

Look,

I'm sorry for all the trouble.

No, forget it, bro.

Two -way street on that one.

I'm going to get a bartender to take over for me.

I'm going to take you home to meet Amanda.

She's the one that got me to call you.

She's an amazing woman.

I hear all about it.

The gun?

MADAM!