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Previously on Nip/Tuck...

Bob Levitz, creative artists agency.

You thought, "I'll just
make a few snide remarks

and then Sean will be all yours!"

this is the end of our relationship.
Do you understand?

Darling, what have you done?

- Emme, this is Matt.
- Hi!

These last dates have
just been so amazing.

- I met my father.
- Who is he?

My plastic surgeon. Dr. Troy.

You've been poisoning me.

Season 5 Episode 14
Candy Richards

- Ms. Richards, tell us...
- What the hell happened to you?

Jesus.

Yeah, I assume
you're referring to my tits...

Gale and Bozina.

Look at this.

I'm like a leaning human tower of Pisa.

I have to use every bit of my strength
not to keep

going around in circles.

- What's wrong with your eyes?
- What?

You mean my deer-in-headlights look?

All I wanted was a little fat
sucked from my lids.

Now I look like Liza on crack!

And my lips.

I mean, I just wanted my lips to
be more kissable for my co-stars.

They've been over-injected
with silicon would be my guess.

- Who did this to you?
- Dr. Kunchai.

He's the chief resident at the

top reconstructive surgery
center in Bangkok.

Why would you go to Thailand for plastic
surgery when you could've come here?

What? And let the tabloids
get wind of it?

Oh, come on, I have an image to protect.

I'm a goddamn icon.

I'm sorry. I have no idea who you are.

Tell him. Tell him who I am.

- Candy Richards.
- Damn straight.

- Right.
- She did an arc on Hearts'n Scalpels,

pussy lips.

I have had a recurring role

on every nighttime drama since
Judging... goddamn... Amy.

I've been murdered on
Law and Order: S.V.U.

and Trial by Jury.

And I've been hacked to death on C.S.I.

they still talk about how terrifying
my head looked in the freezer.

You know, I suppose I'm going to
have to kiss that Cold Case goodbye.

I mean, how can I play a
Supreme Court justice with

one big oversized tit and pop eyes?

Look, we can try to fix what
was done to you in Thailand.

OK. But you know I have to be
protected from the press.

The press cannot know about this.

If you don't tell them, they won't know.

Ms. Richards, I know how busy you are,

how soon would you like this done?

Ladies and gentlemen, Candy Richards,

legend in her own mind.

She's just chasing what
everyone else is chasing.

At least she gets work. You should see
some of the people in my acting class.

- You're taking an acting class?
- Mm-hmm.

Don't you do enough acting
in the bars picking up the women,

pretending that you're
charming and likable?

Jesus, you've really fallen for this
Hollywood shit, haven't you?

Hypocrisy doesn't become you, Sean.

Fame is the V.I.P. pass
to whatever you want.

And everybody wants it, including me.

Well, take mine.

People come up to me
and want my autograph

because I play a doctor on TV.

I pretend to do the thing I actually do

and suddenly I'm cool.

What happened to becoming famous

for being really good at something?

It doesn't matter what you do anymore.

It's how many people hear about it.

Close it up.

Julia's been shot.

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She put the gun to her head.

I begged her not to.
I kept saying how much

mom loved her and Annie.

What did she say?

She said she had become
a burden to everybody.

That she was hideous.

That she couldn't look in the mirror.

She didn't even recognized
herself. I mean...

It's OK, baby. You tried to stop her.

Is that when you called 911?

I was about to...

when she pulled the trigger.

Then she fell to the floor.
There was blood everywhere.

The bullet entered at a strange angle.

If she was holding a gun
to the side of her head...

I tried to knock her arm away. But...

- I couldn't stop her.
- Doesn't make any sense.

If the gun was in the night table
by the bed,

why didn't she just
shoot herself in there?

- To shoot herself in front of you?!
- She's upset, Sean.

Don't push her. She can't know
what was in Julia's mind.

The Julia you and I know wouldn't
try to take her own life.

She wouldn't do that to her kids!

Why didn't she leave a note?!

There's something you're not telling us.

You're upset. Dr. Mcnamara,

why not leave the investigation
to the police?

Look, I've treated enough
suicide attempts to know that

women don't usually choose a gun
to end it. They're much too vain.

She had no vanity left, Sean!

You're lying! What really happened

- goddamn it!
- Dr. McNamara.

My 18-year-old daughter's been
traumatized. Do you understand?

Could you try to remember that and stop
deflecting your own guilt onto her?

My guilt? For what?

Well, clearly you didn't understand
how depressed Julia was.

You never accepted the depth of her
despair during your marriage either.

Your lying, cheating.

She said the only way for her
to get your attention was to

scream at you or screw you.

So the fact is,

you never knew her well enough
to know she would do this to herself.

They're trying to play this off
as a suicide attempt.

Maybe she was depressed.

Are you kidding?

We've seen patients
with chronic illness.

Takes the life out of you.

That plus the fact that for
the first time in 25 years,

she didn't have either of us to turn to.

Jesus, Christian,
I know you're an ego maniac,

but even you must know that
she wouldn't kill herself

just because you dumped her.

The only thing you're responsible for
is helping her buy that gun.

All right.

Here's what we know.

The bullet penetrated the calvarium
near the temporal lobe.

It seems to have grazed
the dura and exited

without any direct brain penetration.

- Is there a subdural hemotoma?
- Well, that was our major concern.

We inserted a ventriculostomy
to relieve the pressure.

But there was considerable swelling.

Will there be any long-term damage?

Probably.

How long will she be comatose?

You're both doctors,
so I won't bullshit.

I don't know.

Could be an hour, month. Could be

considerably longer.

Nice office.

We like to make all our patients
feel comfortable.

You were very good at that
if I remember correctly.

So, Darlene,

tell me what you don't like
about yourself.

You really don't rember me, do you?

Of course, it has been 25 years.

And they've been a lot
kinder to you, I must say.

We've met before.

1982.

Ft. Lauderdale. Spring break.

You were just starting college, I think,

and I served you a drink at the Sand Dab
even though I knew you were under age.

Still not coming to me.

Well, that's funny because
it's so clear in my mind.

But a woman never does forget her first.

Your first, really?

It might have been a long time ago,
but I think I would remember

sleeping with somebody as...

dynamic as yourself.

I didn't lose the legs until'98.

Diabetes.

Everything else just sort of

followed suit after that. But

I was quite

a knockout in my heyday.

Here. This'll jar your memory.

- That was you.
- Yeah.

You haven't changed much And that's how

I was so sure it was you when I saw you

in Playgirl Magazine.

My subscription is

kinda the only action I've been getting
these days, if you know what I mean.

Does look a lot like me.

You still don't believe me?

My first years in college were
memorable in the sense that

I don't really remember that much.

I'd be lying if I said that I did.
Even if we had a thing

once.

- But why don't we get back to how...
- A thing?

We had more than just a thing,
Christian.

We had a daughter.

Emme lowell came in here
a couple of weeks ago.

Had that birthmark
removed from her face.

Well, she slept with your son.
And now I'm here to tell you

they are in love, and we gotta
do something about that.

Don't give 'em too much, sweetheart.

So what'd you want to talk about?

First of all,

I need you to know
how much I love you.

No matter what,

I'm your dad.

I'm here. And...

I am not going anywhere.
You understand?

What's wrong?

Daddy, what's wrong?

Is it mommy?

You're lying! I know he's in there
and I want to see him.

I'll be right back, honey.

Get your fat ass out of my way!

OK, listen,
you have a restraing order, OK?

You gotta get off
the premises right this way.

You need to leave right now, Colleen.
You're breaking the law.

Sean, I just need your help, please.

I apologize, liz. I didn't mean to
talk like that. It's just...

I'm emotional.
I didn't mean to scare you.

I've got a family crisis
and real patients

who require my attention.
You need to leave.

I just need you to fix these for me.

Please, you owe me that much.

We've got no more business together.
Zero!

You should be in a hospital.

They kicked me out
because I don't have any insurance.

Look, I don't know what happened.
All right?

I'm just some girl from Ohio.
And I didn't know how to protect myself.

It's just like those twisters back home

when families where carried away
in their beds.

I got caught up in the insanity
of the fame game.

And it destroyed me.

Colleen, come on.

No. Please, Sean,

just help me start over.

Just some place new.

I could open up a bed and breakfast.

But I can't do anything
with these scars.

Every gash just screams,
"She's some suicidal lunatic."

"She's a self-pitying loser!"

I am walking to the phone,
and I am calling the police right now.

You did this to me.
And you will fix them!

Let's go. Come on.
Come here. Give me a hand.

Come on, you stupid old bitch.

You're a murder!
You destroyed my soul.

You'll be sorry for this, I swear!

Leave me alone, you understand?
This is it for us!

This is it!

I'm going inside
and i'm calling the police.

Freak.

Mom, I can't believe you
actually got on a plane.

What was I supposed to do?

Leave you here alone
while I knew what was going on?

I can't believe you actually told her.

I tell mom everything.

You know, by the way,

mrs. Lowell, it is nice to meet you...

All right, you need to stop
the ass kissing. You hear me?

You're not going to
score any points here.

You know what, man?
Things are stressful enough

as it is right now
with mom being in the hospital.

- You really need to get so wound up?
- Wound up?

If you're mother was here, her head
would be spinning right around.

I can't believe I have to say this, but
you can't sleep with your sister again.

You have no idea
what's going on here.

Enlighten me.

Just so that I'm clear.

You did tell me
that you slept together, right?

But we didn't know
we could be related at the time.

- We just felt this connection.
- Yeah. It's called D.N.A.

If you mean it was the most intense
real chemical like joing of 2 souls

that I've ever felt,
that's exactly what it is.

What? What is the matter with you?

You have some kind of mental illness.

Every decision you make
is absolute bat shit.

Like father like son.

Look,

How many women have you bedded
in your lifetime, huh? Couple thousand?

Now other than me, no mistakes
have come forward claiming paternity.

So when emme told me
her story, quite frankly

I didn't think it held water.
I'm sorry, Darlene,

but I didn't believe you.

If your father and I handed you proof,
would you believe me?

Look, I know that
you are both in denial,

but that's why we had
the blood work done

and matched against
your medical records.

Emme,

he's your father.

Really?

So then you and I are really...

That's OK.

Step kids separated a few years

exchanging family fluids
is not the end of the world.

But you have to stop now. All right?

You need to settle things down.

We're all family now?

Let's not get sentimental, all right.

Connect the dots when we need to...
where are you going?!

I gotta see mom.
I can't be here right now.

You let him go, sweetheart.

He's my brother.
I can still be there for support, right?

Do you drink?

Where do you keep the good stuff?

What are we looking at, nurse?!

33-year-old male photographer
was outside the ivy.

Made the mistake of
trying to photograph Russell Crowe,

wound up with a camera
imbedded in his rectum.

Who are those people?

Those are his friends, doctor.
The other parazzi.

He's going to need surgery.

We'll make a small Pfannensteil
incision, do a laparotomy,

and we'll have him back

on the boulevard compromising
celebrity privacy in no time.

And people,

let's try and save that camera.

It's a damn good Leica.

15 blade.

Cut!

How'd you get back
on the lot, Colleen?

Your old pass?

You know me, Sean.
I never take no for an answer.

Somebody get security.
Get this crazy bitch out of here.

There's a restraing order out on her!

You will recognize me

as the true greatness in your life

if it takes me to my last breath.

Sean, please don't let
them take me. Please,

No!

You need to press charges, Sean.
She needs to be locked up.

... and then Emme says, "it's not mine,
officer. It's my raccoon."

She must have been a funny kid.

Do you realize that
the only one of my 3 children

that I actually take care of

is the only one that isn't mine?

After getting to know you,
I think that's for the best.

How's Matt's mom doing?

- She's fine.
- No, don't you pee

on my back and tell me it's rain.

Are you all right?

It's kinda weird.

I feel responsible.

With her and Emme,
it's been kind of a surreal week.

Well, to Hollywood...
land of the surreal.

You know what, Darlene?

I can't remember doing you,
but I can see why I did.

What's the matter?

It's nothing.

It's just... I'm such an idiot.

I haven't gotten
many compliments since...

I figure

I am an 8.

But since half of me is gone,
I'm only a 4.

You're beautiful Darlene.

**** mean a little wet **** edges.

But you're still very beautiful.

Seriously.

I haven't been kissed
like that in a long time.

I haven't had that much
to drink in a long time.

Do you have to go to work?

Surgery in an hour.

You gonna be OK getting out
of here on your own.

I mean, do I have to order you
some kind of special cab or something

- because of your legs?
- I can handle myself.

That's not what I meant.

I know.

I do every night.

Excuse me.

You said you never drank like that.

I do every night.

12 pack of beer helps me sleep.

I'm sorry, Darlene.
I shouldn't have done this.

No, I'm glad you did.

The truth is I haven't been
laid in a long time.

And last time wasn't half
as good as that ride.

God, I'm so old.

You know, I spent the last 25 years

fantasying about you,
wondering how'd you turn out.

How's reality compared to fantasy?

I have a really good imagination.

Will you do something for me?

Sure.

Will you make me look
like you made me feel last night?

You want me to operate on you?

I spent my youth on Emme.

And that was a good deal.
I would do that again today.

But I think some how
I just thought it would all come back.

And then I lost my legs
because of the diabetes.

It all slipped away.

I know I'm not going
to get that time back.

And I also know that
I'm surely not getting my legs back.

But maybe you can give me
my face back.

You want to take a shower first?

Oh, doctor, I love you!

You're the bomb.

And I am the bomb.

Actually, I'm a ghost.
My agent just called.

And I just got an offer

to play a russian ballerina
on The Ghost Whisperer.

She has a very bad brain aneurysm.

She dies during
a very tragic "pas de deux".

That's why I have to perfect
my "ronde de jambes".

When can I start ballet class?
We shoot in a week.

Candy, you need to get back into bed
or your swelling won't go down.

You won't even be able to shoot
from a wheelchair.

You know this is going to be
such a great role for my return.

Excuse me.

Hey, excuse me!

This is a private room
and there will be no autographs.

I'm sorry.
My name is Gary Gold. And I'm...

I'm Bob Levitz's partner.

So, you worked with Bob at C.A.A.?

Uh, no. No. I meant life partners.

Uh, please forgive me
for this intrusion. But, uh,

I'm going insane.

You're one of the last people
to see him. And

I'm sorry but I really
can't wrap my mind

around this whole I'm leaving
you and going to Darfur thing.

His sudden departure was a surprise.

There were no signs
that he was dissatisfied with his life.

A surprise? How about your could have
knocked me over with a feather?

Look, I love Bob. He's a ton of fun.

He's great in bed. But a humanitarian?
We don't even recycle.

Look, I'm at my wits end.

The police refuse to consider him
a missing person,

- and they're sick and tired of me...
- Wait, wait...

go back a second. The police?

Are you saying you suspect foul play?

Yeah.

I don't mean to be insensitive, but

have you considered...

Oh, no. No. No.

He didn't run off with some twink or

disappear to a caribbean island
with a new identity.

No. Didn't happen.

I know someone
forced him to write that email

or someone else wrote it
on his blackberry pretending to be him.

I just don't know who
that person would be.

Yes, this is Dr. McNamara.

I'm calling about Julia McNamara.

Yes... How's her I.C.P. looking?

And how much C. S. F
have you tapped off...

that's good...

all right.

And the ventric is working properly?

No. I'm not in favor
of putting her into a hypothermic coma.

No.

I... I think it's too risky.
And it's too soon...

I'd rather stick
with the current protocol...

You're paying for a new armoire.

She stuffed him?

Jesus, what a horrible way to go.

Anything?

Her passport was scanned
at the Tijuana border crossing.

The feds are on it, though.
They gotta lot of good connections

with the policia down there.
We'll get her back.

How deluded could I have been?

I'm not stupid.
I know how to read people.

I can spot a nut in a consult
before they sit down.

I guess you were just blinded
by the light of your big shining star.

Let's face it, that's show's been
nothing but problems since day one.

It's not the show. The show's been
good for business and for me.

You see? You're so drunk
on your own 15 minutes,

you can't see this is
wrecking your life!

I apologize for attacking you
back at the house.

I got caught up in that bullshit just
as much you did. Maybe even more.

If I hadn't, none of this
would have happened.

If I hadn't done that
stupid play girls pread,

she wouldn't have seen it,
then her daughter... my daughter...

she wouldn't have come looking for me.
I wouldn't have introduced her to Matt.

I mean, I practically forced them
to sleep with each other.

I'm gonna give her some insulin.
Her pulse is eradicate.

I don't know what they hell
we're gonna do about Matt.

- He's not still...
- Mm-mmm.

It was one dumb thing, all right.

Once he found out
he was his... whatever...

he's done with it... her.

I can't believe a word
that comes out of his mouth.

It's the one good thing about
Julia being in a coma,

she doesn't have to know what he's done.

Look.

I know you guys got stuff going on
that you don't want to share with me,

and I respect that. I always have.

But there's something I want
to say to the both of you.

If we say no, will you say it anyway?

Here's the thing.
Every idiot out here wants to be famous.

But you... you guys got
something better. You got respect...

as doctors, as skilled physicians.

And you didn't get this recognition
by going out and looking for it.

You got it because you got talent.
You got integrity.

OK. Maybe not integrity.

But because you took
on some pretty amazing cases

that no one else would touch
with a 10 foot 15 blade.

So do what you do best.

Do what you do better than anyone else

and screw the rest.

The hospital just called.
Julia's awake.

Thank you. I'm on my way.

- Who was that?
- Julia's awake. Thank God.

I'm going over if you want to come.

I need to go sweetheart.
If you're coming...

Wait.

There's something I have to tell you.

You have to help me, mommy.
I need your help.

- We'll take one car. It'll be faster.
- If I drive it will.

Hey, please, don't go out there.
They're swarming. The locusts.

- The what?
- The paparazzi.

They're right outside the door.
And they know I'm in here.

And they are dying to get a photo
of me post-surgery.

Just go back to recovery
or take the side door.

No. No, what I meant was I don't want
you blocking my big exit.

They're all setting up for me right now.
And I told them to come here at 2:00.

You called them?

I thought you didn't want anybody
to know you were getting work done?

You know, doctor,
if a tree falls in the woods

and 2 dozen nerds with cameras
aren't there to put it online,

does it really make a sound?

I don't think so.

And you want to know why?

Because that tree doesn't know
what it takes to be famous.

And I do.

So if you don't mind,
I'd like you do stay right here.

I don't want you to ruin my entrance.

It's me.

Dr. McNamara, what can you tell us
about Colleen Rose?

Is it true she had Aiden fired
to further your career?

Did you tell her to kill your agent?

What about your wife? Were you involved
in her shooting as well?

Buck off...

Why are they doing this?

You're a public person now, buddy boy.
They own you.

Nothing is off limits.

- Hey do we know anything?
- Only that's she's awake.

Hey, Jules, how ya doin'?

You look good.

How's it going, mom?

I'm so glad you're OK.

I was so scared.

You're a lovely girl.

Does she belong to one of you?

The doctors call it retrograde amnesia.

All her memories... everything before
the gun shot have disappeared.

For how long?

No one knows.

- You sure you don't mind?
- No, of course not.

I'll take her for a bite to eat
and meet you back at the house.

Just feel like I wanna stay
a little bit, keep her company.

I get it.

Hey, you. You feel like going
to Johnny Rockets? Huh?

Come here.

I'll catch up with you guys later, OK?

Come on. Let's go get
some burgers and fries.

Why don't I take a look
at all that stitching they did?

See how it's coming along.

They did a good job.

I couldn't have done it better myself.

It's good to keep it lubricated.

Are you a doctor?

Plastic surgeon.

Is that how we know each other?

Because I had plastic surgery?

No.

I'm you're husband.

We met in college.

College sweethearts.

That's when we got married.

We're still married?

We're still married.

And we have 3 beautiful children.

And we're as happy now as we were then.

And everything is just...

Perfect.

Music?

You know, the fact that you're
mom's talking is a great sign.

Even if she doesn't
recognize you right now.

You know it's not personal right?

Doesn't matter. She doesn't really
know who I am anyway.

Look, I know how hard this is for you...

- What the hell?
- Behind you!

Wait here, all right.

Look, just leave us...
what the hell are you doing?

All right, look, I'm not Sean.
And you're scaring his daughter.

That's whose picture we want.
Get out of the way!

What are you doing?! Jesus Christ!

Get out of my way.

- Why won't they leave us alone?!
- I don't know honey.

Just put your head down. OK.
We're gonna be fine, all right?

Get the hell out of my way, you asshole!
Get out of the way!

Thanks for lunch, Matt.

I'm glad I got to see
those handprints in the

cement at the Chinese Theater
before I left town.

Yeah, me too.

What time's your flight?

11. The Redeye is pretty much
all I could afford.

I still have a few hours.

- We could...
- We can't.

Look, Em, we just need a clean break.

You know, maybe

in a few months I'll come to Georgia and
we can figure this whole thing out

on how to be brother and sister.
But now our feelings are just too strong

It's not like we'd be the only
inbreds in the mountains where I'm from.

You could get a job in a coal mine.
I could pull out all my teeth.

Yeah. I just don't think I'm ready for
the Appalachian lifestyle just yet.

I've been trying to get away
from those freaks my whole life.

You are going to go home
a beautiful, confident woman.

And guys are going to be falling
all over themselves for you.

And your life is going to open up
in a whole new way.

It already has.

Yeah, mine too.

I gotta go.

Matt!

- You all right?
- What are you doing here?

I don't think you're going to be
much help with a broken collar bone.

I thought I could at least
lend some support in there.

You mad at me?

I'm mad at myself.

I feel like a fool.

I lost myself.

Lost my priorities, my values.

I chased a dream like a silly teenager.
Now look what's happened.

Can't blame you for anything.

We both got caught up.

It's what happens out here I guess.

Yeah, but...

don't you think the measure
of a man is his

ability to maintain his core values
no matter what's going on around him?

Easier said than done.

I called Freddie.

I told him I want out of my
"Hearts'n Scalpels" contract.

Really?

Really.

Would you mind if I handle this solo?

I just feel like I want to be
alone with my daughter in there.

Of course.

I should check on Darlene anyway.
She's had a tough recovery.

A lot of pain.

Everyone's going to be OK.

Hey, baby.

What?

I'm afraid I'm gonna have an ugly scar.

I was just telling Annie that you are
a very famous plastic surgeon.

And that people come from all over
the country for your expertise.

That's about all I want
to be famous for ever again.

I promise you'll be
good as new, sweetie.

Now auntie Liz is going to give you
something so you don't feel any pain.

You'll go right to sleep,
and your dad will sew you up.

I want you to count back
from 100 for me, OK?

100... 99...

Liz can you get me
gauze and tape, please?

It's going to be good
from now on, I promise.

I've been thinking, Liz.
Maybe it's time to put down some roots.

Find a place of my own.

My kids need a real home out here.
And so do I.

What do you think
of the Hollywood hills?

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