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That one thing worries him about Blair.

She doesn't like Motown.

She's young.

She probably thinks it's a new addition to Disneyland.

You just can't bear the thought of losing Hugh's devotion.

I won't lose that, will I, Hugh?

Never. See?

Well, come out to the pool and tell us all about your wedding plans.

You go ahead.

I'll do the dishes.

I'll do that, sweetheart.

I don't mind. You sure?

Only of that.

You know, Barry was right.

I do hate that you're getting married.

I'd be disappointed if you were anything less.

It's bad enough that you have a million patients to see.

You'll have a wife.

We'll never see you.

Remember that dinner you had about 20 years ago? We had those fires.

Barry was out of town.

The inland wildfires.

How many nights have you spent since imagining what would have happened had I

stayed over that night?

I don't think about things like that.

I know what you feel.

Don't I, Edwina?

You are so obtuse tonight.

Sorry. I was going for enchanting.

Thanks for dinner.

I'm going to bed.

Me too.

I leave for Budapest at dawn.

Another disaster?

They're dedicating a new hospital for the Quake victims.

I'm the designated doctor.

Thanks again for dinner. Good night.

Good night.

You coming?

I'd like to go bring my papers for the fundraiser tomorrow.

You and Hugh make a good team.

Ever thought how many people you could save working together, the two of you?

Is what Hugh and I are doing a bad thing?

Well, that depends.

What are you and Hugh doing?

Nothing, sweetheart.

And I find it odd that after being best friends for 20 years, you decide now to

get jealous when he's finally getting married.

I was jealous after 20 minutes.

It just took me 20 years to show it.

All your memories intact to change the course of your life.

You

are

a creation in the universe.

I'm presenting Mrs.

Edwina Lewis, Your Honor.

Oh, Mrs. Lewis.

Would you like a robe?

You look like you're about to catch a... Would you like a robe?

Just like the wrist.

Mr. Jones, I'm really looking forward to this. You may proceed.

Thank you, Your Honor.

Edwina Lewis has led an exemplary life.

She has fed and clothed thousands from all over the world.

She has entertained the most prestigious and the most needy.

And she's been a good and loyal wife to her husband of over 20 years.

It's a slam dunk, if you ask me. Mrs. Lewis, with such compassion for others,

with the good fortune of having a good fortune, why

didn't you and your husband...

Ever have any children?

Well, we were going to.

But there was always so much to do.

That's life.

Besides, if I had had children, they'd be motherless now.

Not necessarily.

Change one thing and it all changes.

Well, I guess I'll never know, will I?

As I was saying, she has been a fantastic role model and upstanding. So

your life was full.

I was blessed.

And all around good. You were very happy.

I was very content.

So without further ado, I... Then you must have no regrets.

None.

Remember that dinner you had about 20 years ago?

How many nights have you spent since imagining what would have happened had I

stayed over that night?

About one.

Which would be?

That I never had the affair with you when I had the chance.

And a sense of humor. Did I mention that? She is also very, very funny.

Well, I know this might sound so sinful.

But Hugh and I, well, we have something... We had something

special between us.

I see.

From the time we met, I wondered if he was the one I should be with.

And I think he felt the same way about me.

I find that very interesting.

Interesting? Yes, yes.

Here she was leading a perfect and good life, and yet, all the

while, she may have missed the only opportunity to be with the true love of

life.

So you do understand.

I certainly do.

And I'm very sympathetic.

Well, Ben, you didn't understand.

Which is why I'm giving you a life sentence.

What? To go back?

Yes. No.

I'm confused.

I'm giving you an opportunity to return with your memories intact and

experience being with the true love of your life.

I didn't even know you could do that.

Your Honor, I'm not sure you realize the full ramifications of your decision.

Josie, are you questioning my judiciousness? No, no, no.

I mean...

I'm just not sure if I introduced her properly. I said Mrs.

Edwina Lewis.

I heard that.

Then maybe you're not aware that her husband's name is Barry, not Hugh.

I got all that.

You got... Oh.

I see. Then it's me who misunderstood.

Thank you. I thought, because... Sorry.

For a second there, I thought I heard you say you were giving her a life

sentence. But what you said was you were giving her a life... A life sentence.

Has anybody read the Scarlet Letter?

You will have three days.

And three days only. No one will recognize you. You will return with all

memories intact.

You are a free agent in the universe with the blessing of God Almighty and

cause. You?

May I just add that she...

It's talking about adultery.

Go.

Hey, when's this party supposed to start?

Spatula.

And the spatula would be where? This is a dream, right?

This is a dream, all right.

Yours.

This is what you wanted, and for some unknown reason, Othiel, the paragon of

wisdom, good taste, and snappy dressing has decided to let you realize the man

may be as old as the hills, maybe a few months older, but he's never made a

judgment like this before. Never.

Hi.

I'm dressed as a servant.

I'm not even a French maid.

How am I supposed to seduce him looking like this?

You're not.

There are ten big ones in case you forgot.

And adultery is pretty high up in that list.

I thought I'd at least be young, beautiful, and vivacious.

Like this?

All of the nights for my husband to be away, this is the worst.

Terrible fires raging out of control.

It's a good thing I have Hugh.

No!

No, no, buddy.

Wouldn't mind if you had to cancel.

I couldn't do that. My guests are arriving any minute.

Would you bring out the hors d 'oeuvres, please?

Me?

Oh, I mean, uh, wait.

Dr. Yannick is showering in the guest room. Would you see that he has

everything? Yes, I've seen him. He does.

I seem to have misplaced my necklace. A silver chain with a small diamond

attached to it, if you find it.

How could you misplace that?

I mean, don't you just hate when that happens?

It'll turn up somewhere.

Did I mention that my cousin Brad has pre -food allergies?

Oh, uh, X -ray on the crab dip.

Here you go.

What's in the oven?

Oh, gorgonzola and walnut stuffed phyllo shells.

Perfect.

Where have you cooked before?

Me?

The last event I cooked for was supper for 13 men.

A roast?

No, they were all vegetarians.

I'm sure it was a big success.

It also ended with a betrayal.

And there's been fish in that pond ever since!

Looks like I'll be the only man at the table today.

Looks like you may have a teensy bit of competition.

Hugh Yannick.

These are my cousins, Nan Miller -Gatwick and Brad Miller.

Hugh lives across the hall... street.

I invited him to shower and eat because he has no power in town.

Well, he has plenty here.

So, are you staying in town? The Skyway Inn near the airport?

It's old and small, but it's clean.

Speaking of bold, small, and clean, Oliver sends his love.

Where is your husband these days?

Japan, looking into something called cellular telephones.

I know someone who has one of those.

I told him no one will want to slap a clunky phone around, but you know

stubborn, stubborn, stubborn.

And rich, rich, rich.

Pardon me?

Oh, the hors d 'oeuvres.

Rich, rich, rich.

Hugh's been in Yugoslavia. He travels with a group called Doctors Without

Borders. Ah, a musician.

Ah, doctor, actually.

What did I just eat?

It tastes fishy like crab.

Camembert? Wrong.

Gorgonzola.

Here, have another.

Let's get you a napkin.

Crab? You put crab in my cheese puffs?

You poison your own cousin?

It's not like I'm trying to kill him.

He only has a relatively mild allergy.

Are you hearing this?

Of course you are.

Well, what's the worst that could happen?

He gets a little rash, he goes home early.

Then I only have Nan to take care of.

So, you're a handsome, young, eligible bachelor, huh?

Yeah, I guess, yeah.

Mind if I build a small religion around you?

Are you all right? I've got hives and I don't know why.

I feel like I want to tear the skin off my back.

I've got some lotion in my purse.

It's possible you look more magnificent than ever.

Good lighting.

Why don't you tell your cousins to leave?

And then we can have the night to ourselves.

And Barry?

Well,

he'll never know.

Unless, of course, we decide to stay together.

In which case, I'd have to tell him.

I might not be kidding here.

Oh, boys, he got it bad.

Me? Brad, he's got hives all over his back.

And I know just how they got there.

She did it. She deliberately put crab dip in the camembert.

I knew it was crab.

Why would she do that to Brad?

So that he'd go home early.

Which would force Nan to leave early. And if they left, then Hugh would be

alone here to... Hugh would be left here to... Kill you!

He thinks we're having a murder mystery dinner, you know, where you set up a

fake murder and then all the guests play a part and you figure it out.

Oh.

That's next week, love.

This is a straight dinner.

Oh.

Sorry for the confusion.

Dinner in 15.

to help me. I won't. And stay out of my way.

I'm here to have an affair with you, and that's exactly what I'm going to do.

Well, one good shot deserves another.

Hugh? No, thanks.

Oh, thank you.

Boy, something smells delicious.

Is he all right? Yeah, he'll be fine once the shot kicks in.

Look.

You can see the fire from here.

We never have fires this time of year. No.

I wonder what started it.

Sometimes it's an act of nature.

The heat languishing beneath the earth, dormant, until a tiny

spark is triggered, barely perceptible.

Then, like an old flame, fanned by a yearning breath, it

whips itself up into a frenzy, becoming a hotbed of ravenous

desire.

Fire.

And nothing can stop it until it heaves and burns itself out, leaving behind...

This is meant to be.

Look what's happening.

What? I arrive home longing to see you.

You invite me over. Your husband is out of town.

Is that a sign?

Of what?

Tonight. You and me.

I'll leave. I can... Say I was paged.

Dinner's ready.

I have guests. I took care of that.

Was I snoring?

Oh, I'm sorry.

I'll just go splash some cold water on my face.

It's strange.

Usually my brother doesn't nod off before dessert.

Well, he shouldn't have mixed whiskey with the medication.

I should probably take him back to the hotel.

I'm not ready.

I mean, dessert's not ready.

Would you excuse me? I need to use your phone.

My pager went off.

I didn't hear anything.

It vibrates in my pocket.

I feel a vibration in my pocket and I haven't even got a pager.

Why don't you check on your brother?

Oh.

Where have you been?

One down, one to go.

Who sent me?

You'll see.

Oh, wait.

Mr. Millard is washing his phone, and Dr. Yannick is using his face.

He's using his face to wash the phone?

He's using a phony patient.

He's phoning a patient.

If you don't mind my saying, you seem a bit wound up.

Maybe you should relax.

I am relaxed.

I believe you have someone sleeping over tonight.

I do not.

Brad has managed to find a bed with Cook's help. He's all tucked in and down

the night.

Would you please forgive me, but one of my patients needs my help, so I'll be

leaving. It's a shame you can't say goodnight to Brad, but it seems that

has fallen asleep in the guest room.

To sleep all night tonight.

Uh -huh.

Why don't you take Brad's room at the inn for the night?

No. Yes, I... No, I couldn't, really.

Sure you can.

What's the point in staying in a cold, dark house?

Better you return tomorrow when the power's back.

Well, I... Then it's handled.

And I'll be right next door.

Oh, no, you won't. You are staying right here.

That is, you should be one of my guests, too.

I won't take no for an answer.

If you insist.

Well, that seems all perfectly settled.

If you don't mind, I'll just go stick my head in the oven.

Kitchen? I'll see you out.

No.

It's all right.

I know my way.

Looks like dinner's over, and I haven't served the creme brulee.

All I wanted was to get the two of them together, and all I've gotten... It's a

Thomas Clown affair.

Yeah, well, I'll tell you what. Let's just forget about this little fantasy of

yours, okay? Tell you what?

No. I don't get it.

Are you with me or against me? I'm with you.

But I'm against what you're doing. I was sent here to be with my truest love.

Am I right?

You're right.

But it's wrong. Who's calling the shots around here? Look, lady.

I don't care what kind of a role model you were, okay? I'm not going to stand

and watch. Will you make a mockery of everything sacred just so our hostess

have a fling with Dr. Lookgood?

I hope you don't think it out of place if I say something.

Of course not. We're all adulterers.

Adults here?

As long as I'm not in my chef's uniform, you're the only one I could see or hear

me.

You see, it's this thing I do when I'm in... Are you all right?

Was, until you woke me up.

What is it?

I just spoke with your cousin, Mr. Millard.

And he is quite adamant about going back to the hotel.

I don't know why.

What are you up to?

Did he go? Well, he's really quite groggy, and I didn't think you would

out alone in such a vulnerable state.

Nan can go with him.

And the girl?

She's sleeping.

So was I.

All right.

I'll take him.

I'll go with you to help.

Why would I need help?

I thought you said he was awake.

He was for a moment.

Remember, Dr. Yannick's in Brad's room, so get Nan's key.

I'll need the key for Nan Gatwick's room, please.

That would be her.

The maid holding the man up?

His sister.

She's my cousin.

Your cousin and your sister.

What fun.

I made it for dinner after all.

There we go.

That's a boy.

That's a boy.

Thank you.

Come on, sport.

Come on, Brad.

Oh,

Barry. Her husband.

Upstairs. Hugh, her would -be lover, upstairs.

Is anybody upstairs paying attention to this?

I'll be here. Oh, thank you.

Where am I?

There's Dr. Yannick's room.

I guess I better go home.

Whoever that is.

It's me.

Actually, it's Harry.

But you can call me sir.

Barry's here.

I told you so.

He missed his plane. He came here to wait for the next one.

How am I supposed to be with Hugh when he's here?

Did you do this?

I don't think so.

It's one of my favorite tricks.

Now, run your hand over it like this.

Ooh, see?

Mary's down the hall. Hugh's next door.

Brad's here.

And Nan's at my house.

Almost. Nan called the cab and left your house before I did.

What's she doing out at this time of night?

Uh...

I'm still waiting.

And if you flap a little, you don't even have to take off your pants.

What's going on here?

I couldn't sleep.

I thought... You might be hungry, so I brought some pie.

And you're rubbing it into his back?

I told her I wasn't hungry.

Jenny, you're a married woman.

Separated. Oliver's in Japan.

I'm not.

Well, I'm separated, too.

My husband is in the shower with some woman down the hall, and I'm here.

But does that mean that I'm going to run into the arms of the first man I see

and make wild, passionate love to him all night?

Does it?

I thought Barry was out of town.

Obviously we all thought wrong.

Edwina.

Now what?

I was hoping for a bit more sleep. Not you, Jones.

Who's Jones?

What are you doing here? I brought Brad here. Well, take him back with you. This

is my room.

Fine.

Come on. Let's go.

I haven't even had dinner yet.

What's this world coming to?

My brother's out with the maid and Barry's in a tryst with some woman down

hall. Barry?

My Barry?

Your Barry.

Well, don't you get around.

Wait for me in the lobby.

I'll be right back.

Yes, ma 'am.

It's all right. I've already sent down the bed.

I'll just bet you have.

Are you here to pick up the tray?

I'm not here to pick up anything.

Are you?

Who are you?

Let's just say Edwina sent me.

Oh, darn.

I'd hope not to disturb my wife.

She's disturbed.

Anyone in here?

Ma 'am!

She just left.

Well, then you admit there was a woman in here.

Yes, she was giving me a travel tip.

On how to take a shower without your wife finding out?

Shower? Oh, you mean steaming my shirt.

Marvelous trick.

Shall I call Edwina?

No, she's not home yet.

She's not awake yet.

Let's get back to this marvelous trick.

I don't see how this is your business.

Aren't you supposed to be traveling with some bigwig from New Jersey?

I am, but we're on standby.

That's why we're here, so we can get to the airport as soon as a seat comes up.

Why do I feel like I'm defending myself?

Because you're guilty.

Of what?

Of cheating on your wife.

I love my wife.

I would never cheat on her.

Well, then who is that woman who just left?

M .C. Chandler.

M .C. Chandler?

Yeah.

CEO from Chandler Industries?

Yeah.

Grandmother of six?

Yeah.

Grandmother of three.

Her daughter's taking fertility drugs, but...

Is this Inquisition over?

Can

I

just ask you one more question?

Do you...

Really, really love her.

Well, if you must know, when

I watch her

kneel down to speak to a crying child or bring an armful of yellow

daisies up to the house, I feel like

I'm as...

Close as I can possibly be to God.

Are you all right?

I'm sorry.

I didn't know that you...

I will.

Are you going back to the house?

Would you take this?

She thought she'd lost that.

The catch was broken.

Probably fell into my suitcase while she was packing it.

And will you let her know I'm all right?

All right.

Sir.

You are magnificent.

I've been looking for you. I'm a happily married man.

What happened, Mary?

Nothing.

Everything. I'm such a fool. He's not having an affair.

I almost made the biggest mistake of my life. My second life. But you didn't,

which is very good.

However, we don't have much time. We have two more days.

Unless you get home and stop Hugh from consoling the heartbroken wife, you'll

spending the next two days with the wrong man.

I feel like I don't even know who I am anymore.

Everything's gonna be alright.

I know it's all for the best.

I

don't

mean to interrupt.

But I have something to tell you.

What is it?

Who can see in here?

I found something for you.

Where did you find it?

It was somewhere in plain sight.

You just didn't see it.

Thank you.

You may go.

The couch was broken.

I fixed it as best I could.

Well, that's very nice.

Really.

Good night.

Well, if there's nothing else.

Good night.

Good night.

Thank you.

Good night.

Why don't you tell her the truth about Barry?

Go back and stop her. No, I can't.

If I told her that Barry was faithful, she probably wouldn't even be with you.

But she'd wonder for the rest of her life, just like I did.

I finally know the answer to Othniel's question.

Barry and I didn't have a child because I never fully committed to him.

What do you know?

Barry is my own true love.

I just regret that I didn't know it.

If that's what I'm supposed to come back and change, then it's up to her.

I want you to think of nothing.

I want you to feel like you are floating.

Just floating.

Do you know if the nerves end at the bottom of your feet?

Phew.

Just tell me what you like.

I like it when Barry tickles my arm when I sit next to

him and I don't even have to ask.

I like it when Barry makes faces at people when they aren't looking just to

me laugh.

This isn't going to happen, is it?

It's about your necklace.

Don't you see?

Each link is dependent on the next to hold the chain together.

Remove one link and you break the chain.

Break the chain and it changes everything.

I may still be in the dark there.

What are you doing here? I don't know.

Where am I? Who is she?

Mary Catherine, I'm so sorry. I had no idea someone was sleeping in that bed.

Two summons were sleeping in this bed.

What's going on here?

We missed the flight and were waiting at the inn when the power went out. Rather

than stay in the dark, we came back here.

Did I hug the covers?

I never knew you were there.

I thought you were going with MC Chen.

Mary Catherine Chandler, I see.

Nice to meet you.

My wife, Edwina.

The power went out at the end?

Completely. Then what did man do?

I have muffins. We made blueberry muffins. Isn't that just adorable?

Not those buns.

Is that... Well, here

we are again.

Nice squeeze, huh?

Perfect. Next time we'll take the corporate jet.

Bye -bye.

I'm canceling my dinner next week.

I'm canceling my Monday meeting.

You know...

I was thinking, we have perfect yard for a swing set.

And so, the fire that had threatened to destroy the inland is finally

extinguished. I'm sure there are a lot of very thankful people today.

That was Robert Bond reporting live from the scene of the fire.

You have no idea.

And in other local news, police were on the lookout for a suspect... Oh, I could

give her something.

No, I think I've had enough.

Oh, no.

Power's out.

Remember the source.

Perfect weather for a party.

You okay?

I'm fine.

Party?

How many this time?

12, but the parents make 36. Everyone loves Walker's parties.

Walker?

Yes, Mom?

So grown up.

going to cry, are you?

I might.

You know what you are?

The love of your life?

Don't you forget it.

You're the mother of that child.

You. You're here.

Well, I am his godfather, aren't I?

Hey, buddy.

You, I'm just about to set the fire.

Not without me.

You're not exactly talented with a barbecue.

Come on.

Okay if I put this here?

What is it?

Books.

The wisdom of saints and scholars, I hope.

Cookbooks.

I think every young man should learn how to make a heavenly cheese puff.

How can I ever thank you?

You weren't the only one sent back to learn a lesson.

I guess I was getting a little too big for my britches.

So we made it the team.

We had fun, didn't we?

I won't forget you.

Nor are you.

Oh, yes, you will.

Pretty necklace.

I know he's been asking for this for a long time. I can't wait to see his face.

Oh, there's the handsomest man in the world.

Oh, no.

Not you, you big lug.

Happy birthday, sport.

You need anything?

Just what I have.