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You think you've got it, but how do you dump me?

You think you're so hot, well, don't die and show me yours.

Oh, yeah, you've got to show me yours.

We had just started going out. We were at that stage where you're still kind of

getting comfortable with each other, but, you know, you're still stupid.

We liked

a lot of the same things.

Looney Tunes.

Snowboarding, Johnny Cash, Vietnamese foe.

And she was beautiful.

I think about that morning a lot. Bunny of Seville was on. The cereal was fresh.

The sun was shining through Lucy's hair so you could see the light refracting.

And then at one point we just started laughing because there was this pigeon

outside the window kind of making that weird noise.

You know, kind of keeping time with us like everybody was conspiring or

something.

In a good way. It's not like I'm a conspiracy theorist or anything.

Are you all right?

Stella's standing outside.

She transcribes these, right? Oh, if you're worried about confidentiality,

Stella doesn't have to see this. No, no.

That's cool.

Michael, was there anything significant about your relationship with Lucy?

Well, we were in love, if that's what you mean.

And what happened?

We got to that point, the move forward or move on point. We moved on.

Somebody else was involved.

We're still friends. I would have known.

Can you explain why you couldn't move forward?

Isn't your book about sex?

Yeah. So then what are you asking me exactly?

Why couldn't you move forward?

Given that you were in love.

She wasn't the one.

Thank you, Michael.

Okay.

What's your take on his story?

More nuanced than most. Would that be nuanced as in complex or nuanced as

Resolutely, disturbingly normal.

No competition, no infidelity, no posturing.

They loved each other. It ended.

And he's fine.

It must be denial.

Bye, guys.

Bye. Time for some market research.

You realize he's a relationship kind of guy.

People can change.

I guess they can.

Oh, and two messages from David.

We're still friends.

Now who's in denial?

Good for you. Maybe you guys will work it out.

Supportive. That's a different approach.

Brayden hasn't gotten me anywhere.

I'm sorry, excuse me, but are you giving up?

You're a week into rebound.

No thanks.

That's a relief.

You guys... Oh, no, no, no, you don't. Kate, confessions do not go home with

you.

Do you realize how few of our confessions are about two mysteries of

Like great sex and love are mutually exclusive.

Reminds me of your speech at Gavin and Jody's wedding. The choice between a

sexual fantasy and a steadfast partner.

The ideal is to not have to choose.

Hey, you had your chance.

And you're blowing yours.

Blowing his what?

Hi, Tony.

I don't like to be the bearer of bad news, kids, but it seems to be my job.

I'd like to take the existing manuscript to the International Book Fair in

London.

That's great.

But I don't think I can.

I reread the manuscript.

And it's wall -to -wall sex.

But you asked us to spice up the prose.

I didn't mean to burn out my retinas.

Now, don't get me wrong.

It's educational, insightful, funny.

But I find myself wondering, much to my embarrassment...

Where is the love?

What's love got to do with it?

I think what Tina Turner means is that our book has always been about what

people on and why.

After the orgasm, what is it that people really want?

That ridiculous, dopey feeling that you get afterward, right?

So you want sex and love.

Love is the payoff.

And when do you need it?

There's the rub.

Monday, my flight leaves at 8 a .m.

And I know you can do it.

A little coffee and you can do it.

So, I'll meet you here at nine.

Another weekend in the office. I can't wait.

We could work at my place.

That's a fighter to the fly.

Or not.

You're acting strange.

Why? Because I'm not trying to sweep you off your feet now that you're

available? God, no. I love that.

That's great.

Because you seem like you miss it. Not at all.

So your place, then?

Nine. Fine.

It's work.

But in that one night, I felt closer to him. I can't quite remember for sure. I

never saw him again.

I didn't want to.

But in that one night, I felt closer to him than I have with friends or family.

All right, one.

Yeah, I got it. I got it. Moving on.

It's not about the pain.

It's about surrendering to it, transcending it, finding yourself.

You can only get there if you have someone who loves you enough to hurt

Sex with Gaia was a revelation.

It was pure spiritual love coupled with an intense physical attraction.

At the moment of orgasm,

It felt like I was closer to God.

This is like Michael's confession yesterday. The sex was memorable because

meant something.

He screwed dolphins.

But he was looking for the same thing as everyone else.

Something to take him higher.

So you think the porpoise poker could be Tony's poster boy for love?

Well, I guess we'd have to actually ask the dolphin.

But there's a continuity in all these confessions. People feel connected above

and beyond the sex.

It's all about blood flow to certain parts of the brain.

Replicated in the lab, you get the same result. You feel connected to the

universe. It's not sex, per se. It's the wiring.

Ben, we're not supposed to be arguing about this.

We're supposed to find the love.

Where do you think it is?

Our confessor seemed to have the love.

For a couple of minutes, anyhow.

Only a couple of minutes?

I'm not speaking personally.

Oh, yes, you are.

Hey, that was supposed to be erased.

There was something about that night.

Lightning crashing outside the tent.

Thunder right over us.

No, no, no, this is fascinating.

Felt like it was in us.

Oh, you're a scientist and you're a poet.

So, your first time with Simone, did you feel a connection?

Several times.

And then did you get all dopey?

I'm not saying anymore until there's some parody in the confessions

You want me to confess?

I wonder what it would be.

The hottest or the most loving sex you've ever had.

Let's find out.

I was attending a psychsos conference in Pittsburgh.

I thought this was supposed to be hot.

So my third day in, I went to hear a speaker that I was interested in.

His stuff was fascinating and infuriating, and during the Q &A, we got

bit of a debate.

And afterwards, we went out for drinks to continue arguing.

And then I invited him up to my hotel room so he could find my copy of his

Hold on.

Is this about you having sex with David?

No.

When I invited him up, it was purely about the book. At least, that's what I

told myself.

Because there was a certain situation that I was in.

What?

The fact is, I was... Oh, you know me.

I miss serial monogamy and not exactly a one -night -stand kind of girl. I guess

that's why this is so exciting.

that's enough what you know you don't have to confess i thought this was what

you wanted david keeps calling you i'm not calling back you and marshall got

very intimate in this room a week ago we're just friends not to mention

that guy i told you that was a mistake i'll email you my changes then

I was thinking maybe I could make it for that chick Jodi's fighting with.

What another revenge scenario.

It's insanely hot, we fall in love, and Jodi throws herself off the cliff.

Not first, she gets fat from drinking and eating too much, and then throws

herself off the cliff.

Gavin and I are making love twice a day now.

Nice. No, Kate, it's not.

He's just trying to wear me out so I couldn't possibly pull a repeat.

Which I'm not even considering.

Considering feeding or considering women? Either.

It's not worth it.

Jody, you did sleep with a woman.

There was something in that for you.

I did get a shirt out of it.

Here's a wild idea. You married Jody because you love her. Why not forgive

All right, I admit I'm a slow learner.

Ben, you're like a brother.

That's what I can say.

You're a major hypocrite on the cheating thing.

Kate says I use my theories to avoid responsibility for the breakup of my

marriage.

Kate's smart.

When Gavin gets over this, I know we will laugh about it in 15 years or so.

Just a moment of silence.

You're an expression of who you really are. No, who I really am is a woman who

does not want to lose her husband.

Nobody said you have to, Jodi.

But aren't you curious why you did this? I didn't do anything. I was done, too.

Okay. The whole girl -girl thing was like... It felt like I was in a movie.

Not real.

I mean, I'm not looking at you sexually at all.

Although, if I was... What about Kate?

She's available, you're willing?

Rebound. True, but it's not like you're going to be around forever with the

research grant to set that.

I told you that was confidential.

I haven't told Kate yet.

Yeah, I'd be embarrassed if I had to tell anyone I was studying dick dicks,

You want to say it again, don't you?

Yeah, dick dicks. I'm glad you feel better.

Hey, look, you just came back to civilization.

You're going to take off again for six months.

Right. It's an interesting species of antelope. The female of the pair tends

cheat while the male follows around hopelessly.

So, are you trying to tell me something?

You know, hon, I think that you and Gavin can weather this particular storm,

it is your secrets that get you in the end.

Gets you how? What do you mean?

Secrets keep you stuck. They keep you from being able to move on.

Maybe.

No, definitely.

You know, I've had hotter sex in my life.

I've been complimented on my technique, amongst other things.

Testing one, two, three.

What are you doing?

Could you close the door, please?

We don't have any interviews scheduled today.

Door.

And close the blinds while you're watching your new boyfriend.

I'm a new boyfriend.

Good morning.

Thank you.

Something's wrong again?

Yeah, but I think I can figure it out.

You'll want to watch this one.

I'll be working from home if anyone needs me.

One of the things that always struck me about our clients is how many of them

came in here determined to tell the truth, and then they lost their nerve.

Remember Martha?

That first time she came in, she made it up piecemeal.

Piecemeal, ha -ha.

Ha -ha. She was a chef.

Piecemeal. I got it.

Okay. The other night at my place, I did want to confess to you.

And then I lost my nerve.

So... Much of what I said was true. I was at an academic conference, and I did

have a copy of the speaker's book.

And it was David, which I denied.

Like I hadn't... Like you hadn't guessed.

Do you find it strange to be watching me like this?

A little.

I'm like a lot of our clients in another way, too.

This isn't necessarily the all -time take -it -to -the -bank best sex I ever

had, but this is the one I return to again and again, because when I slept

David that night...

I was actually living with somebody else.

What? And I slept with David anyway.

I went home to my boyfriend and never told him.

David and I saw each other again more than a few times.

Until I finally left my boyfriend.

David never knew.

He still doesn't.

Nobody does.

And I've never planned on telling anyone.

But I had to tell you.

There you are now, wondering what I'm doing.

Now you know.

So you're a cheater.

Just doing my part to make your half of the book right.

Thanks for the extra evidence.

My pleasure.

Apparently.

So, do you want to talk about it or do you just want to paint the big scarlet A

on my forehead now?

Honey. Thank you.

You know what else was funny?

All this time I've been revealing, you've been concealing.

Revealing and concealing. We sound like a burlesque act.

Why don't you give me the tape?

You're a PhD.

Ben, figure it out.

It wasn't to drive you away, but this is who I am, and if you can't handle it...

Handle that you're a cheater?

I've cheated.

You can't define me by that one act.

Let me ask you a question. You're living with some guy, you move on to David.

You barely finish David, and already you're thinking about moving on to...

if I have some water?

You think I planned it?

On me, it isn't exactly what you want to do.

Maybe it wasn't once, but you know what? People change for all kinds of reasons.

Do you fix Guy Woodcock?

A little hard.

Wasn't hard?

I'm impressed.

You must have talented hands.

Don't get cute on me.

Kate, I don't care about the cheating.

You don't.

Well, I do and if I spend enough hours on the couch, I'm sure you'd figure out

why but that's not the point the point is You make me want to not care

Is that enough

I Guess that depends on what you think we have here You

know what I've thought since we first met

Close your eyes.

This older gentleman once told me he had regrets about a marriage that took up

most of his life.

And looking back, he said, if you have a choice between marrying a decent,

loving, dead -fast spouse, or your sexual fantasy,

marry... marry... your sexual fantasy.

God, this is a mistake.

I'm a train wreck.

A 30 -hour pileup. The Titanic.

Although, the movie did okay.

Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank

you.