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You made it very clear that
you don't approve of my behavior.

The fact I have sex
with Virginia

with no plans to stop.

What happened?

My mother will go back
to Ohio... for good.

And Lester's job
as a production assistant

is for a real studio,

which means he's gonna be
a director soon

and he wants me to be
the leading lady.

I have been putting up
with Al because of you.

And I don't want to see them
ever again.

Betty doesn't like Helen.

I mean, those two--
they're so close.

The way they kiss each other
right on the lips

and now they hate each other?

- I don't--
- Wait, wait, wait, wait.

- What are you talking about?
- It's just you and me,

hand-in-hand,
despite everything.

Everything-- oh, and it has been
everything. Every lie imaginable, Betty.

What's going to happen to me?

The radiation
may slow the cancer,

but it's unlikely to stop it.

And she's my friend.

She knows me.

I know you.

I'm sorry.
I must have, uh--

You're looking for Virginia?

- Who are you?
- Her-- her beau.

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Can I help you?

I'm sorry.
I must have the wrong address.

Masters and Johnson clinic?

Oh, no.
I'm-- I'm not a patient.

Uh, I'm just-- It's my first
day back at my old job.

Just getting here early
to get a jump on things.

The neighborhood's down
on its luck.

Hard to keep good tenants.

"Communist Headquarters"?

Used to be a haberdashery,

then a dentist office--

Better red than dead.

That was a joke.

Whole space up here

belongs
to Masters and Johnson now.

Used to be Eddie's place before
Dr. Masters fancied it all up.

You have a happy first day now.

Thank you.

Some men come home to fame
and fortune,

some to measure ejaculate.

Can you, uh, back up
onto your mark?

My mark?

Uh, the feet.

Your feet go on the feet.

The feet are your mark.

It's as if you never left.

I was thinking the same thing.

I meant to tell you,

I received a postcard from Jane
last week.

Really?

Didn't know they had postcards
in bitch town.

I'm good to go when you are.

All right.

I will tell Dr. Masters
we're ready.

October 15, 1958.

Subject 38-328--
ejaculate trajectory.

We're running out of space.

We need another
at least dozen bulletin boards,

considering
we're at the halfway point.

You'll order them?

I would say
we're more than halfway.

I disagree.
I won't publish until we have

at least 100 observations
of each individual phenomena--

10,000 observed sex acts
in total

to ensure that the data
is ironclad, unimpeachable,

which means we're now
at the halfway point at best.

Well, I'd say even halfway

is ambitious at this point.

I was doing the books
last night--

And the sky is falling.

It's safe to say

that we are not
in the best shape financially.

Money will sort itself out.

How? By magic?

23 of your fertility cases
followed us here

out of the hundreds
that you had at Maternity.

Oh, uh, am I interrupting?

What you are
is a half-hour late.

Hardly an auspicious beginning.

Does auspicious mean
"Hello to you, too"?

Betty, uh,
what are you--

I'm the new girl.

Girl?

- Yes. Miss Dimello...
- Mrs. Moretti.

Miss Dimello.

...has joined our staff

to help with light paperwork
and answering phones.

You hired Betty
without telling me,

without consulting me?

I didn't consult you

about the move here
or the terms of our lease.

Which was a mistake,
I think we can both agree.

Betty can also help
with the books.

I do the books.

Yes, but it's not your
area of expertise, is it?

Betty did the finances
at the brothel.

Mm, I ran the books there,

and we had steak three nights
a week and heat in the winter.

You said we were short-handed.

Here's your extra set of hands.

Please see to it
that Betty gets settled

and has everything she needs.

Violence against negroes
in Little Rock, Arkansas,

is once again on the rise

as white citizens are blaming
the negro community

for the closing of four public
high schools in Little Rock.

Tensions increased for months

after controversial Arkansan
Orval Faubus...

"Change your thoughts,
and you change your world."

Easier said than done,
apparently.

We haven't had the pleasure

of your and Mrs. Holden's
company for a while.

It's nice to see you back.

Well, there's reasons
for our... absence.

Mrs. Holden is... uh...

Well, Mrs. Holden decided that,

uh, the life we created together
was no longer enough.

So she has left in search
of greener pastures.

I'm-- I'm so sorry,
Dr. Holden.

Y-you always seemed like
the nicest couple.

Well, things aren't
always what they seem,

Elliot, are they?

No. No, sir.
Heavens, I just... No.

Someone who works right here
at this hotel--

he will remain nameless--

but his wife just ran off
with a Spaniard.

You just don't see it coming.

That's the worst part.

You take a vow.
You take a wife.

And with that wife,

you enter into a covenant
where you can--

you can stand exposed,

and you can show things
you've never shown anyone,

because your wife--
she knows you.

She sees you,
and, uh, she's not repulsed.

She doesn't recoil.
She-- she doesn't leave.

And the betrayal of that kind
of wife who just comes in

and opens you up, and then--
nah-- just-- just leaves.

That is a wife who cannot--
cannot be forgiven.

♪ happy, happy birthday... ♪

For every storm,
a peaceful harbor.

For every tear, the buds of May.

For every care,
a perfect future.

My wish for you
on this special day.

Oh, daddy's here.

Just us three
for Johnny's birthday.

You've landed yourself
a handsome beau.

Looks like me a little.

Is it serious with this guy?

He hasn't asked me to go steady

if that's what you mean.

And, uh,
how's our Bill taking this?

Bill?

He has nothing to do
with my personal life.

I see.
Playing that game.

Bill is married, Austin.

We work together. That's all.

I'll take
your overreaction to mean

you've ended things with Bill.

- Good move.
- Austin.

Out with the old,
in with the new.

Looks like we both have
a second chance at happiness.

Me with the beautiful,
vivacious Holly,

and you with Sidney.

Shelley.

Shelley.

Careful with her mitts, Shel.

If she were a surgeon,

you would fuss
over her hands less.

Hand models have it
10 times harder than surgeons.

One nick, scratch, chipped nail,
there goes a career.

It's true.
I had a friend.

She burned her thumb making
pancakes, and that was it.

She's a substitute teacher now.

Show them how it's done, honey.

- Oh.
- You're gonna love this.

- Nice.
- Wow.

And you would think
doing such exacting work

that she would earn
a solid wage, but--

No. Peanuts.

So we were thinking,
me and Austin, about going

in an entirely new direction--
lingerie modeling.

Hmm.

I can't picture you
in lingerie, Austin.

Austin says the less
I wear, the better.

So I thought, "Why not get paid
for my God-given gifts?"

It's funny.

Lingerie happens to be
something I know a lot about.

Yes, shelley
is a girdle salesman.

Actually, there's a-a modeling
agency in our new building.

I'm not sure what type
of modeling they specialize in,

- but--
- But why not find out?

Yeah.

Austin loves my hands--
loves-- but why limit myself?

Why think closed
when the world is open?

Why think small
when the world is so big?

So big.

I want to plant a garden
in the side yard.

I love gardens.

You plant beans, you get beans.

Carrots become carrots.

Set out to make something grow,
and it does.

You wanted a clinic of your own.

Deep down,
you probably always did.

And now you have it.

I envy you.

You've reached your goal,
I guess you could say.

My goal is to have a family.

Well,
that's why we have the boy.

Family meaning more than one.

You know
what that entails, Lib.

We can't just flip a switch.
It's, uh...

It's fertility treatments,
more fertility treatments,

disappointment,
maybe heartbreak.

Please.

This is what I need.

It's like we're fated
or something--

always showing up
at the exact same place

at the exact same time.

You're not gonna regret this,
hiring me.

Although, it's funny.

This morning, I was putting
on my last pair of stockings,

hole in each big toe,
and I thought to myself,

"Why did the doc give me
this job,

considering we've both been
at each other

like two cats in a bag?"

Well, you've, uh--
you've helped me out before--

twice, in fact-- when things
were as dire for me

as they are for you now.

So you could say I'm a man who
believes in repaying the debt.

What makes this tricky

is you seem to have
no credit history at all.

So, because I'm,
uh, not up to my neck in debt,

th-that makes me a credit risk?

Up until recently, you
were drawing regular paychecks

from several major St. Louis
hospitals, but now--

Now I'm an entrepreneur.

As you can see,
I've opened this practice,

overseen its refurbishing.

That takes capital, Mr. Durang.

Are you not in the business
of providing loans

to new businesses?

It's funny with doctors.

I-- I m--
I missed the joke.

They are notoriously
bad businessmen.

In fact, we have a saying
at Walcohl Bank

that if doctors were
in charge of Wall Street,

it would still be
a saltwater swamp.

So you're rejecting
my application?

No, no.
I can get this loan approved,

but we are gonna use your
assets-- all your assets--

as collateral.

I'm talking your house,
your cars, any savings accounts,

investments so that if you do
go the way of most doctors...

we know we'll get our money
back one way or the other.

What's he waiting for,
a checkered flag?

I told Mr. Boychuck
he could take his time.

The 98th observation
of male respiration

monitored
through the four stages.

Oh, stage one. Finally.

Beginning at...

Ah!

$10 we paid Mr. Boychuck.

$10 now out the window,
because no data can be gleaned

from a subject who orgasms
in under five seconds.

We can no longer make
these kinds of mistakes.

I think that we should
expand the questionnaire.

Might help to weed out
the people that aren't suitable.

Well, I suggest
you do that soon.

I will start on it
first thing in the morning.

I'm going to head out now.

I drove by the Park Plaza
the other night.

It was all I could do to keep
from going in, having a drink.

Ever have that impulse?

I'm not much of a history buff.

Bill, please.

I suppose that you could
punish me forever, but I--

I'm not punishing you.

Yes, you are,
but it's unreasonable.

You go home to someone
every night.

Why can't I go home to--

Fill in the blank?

You know I'm sorry, Bill.

I've said it many times, even
though you refuse to listen.

But I will say it again--

I regret that night
that you went by my house.

I know seeing Shelley there
was a shock.

If you're gonna stand here

and press the matter,
Virginia...

the real shock
that night was your child.

The night I stood
on your doorstep,

I wasn't looking at Shelley.

I was looking at your daughter

wrapped around
this stranger's leg--

one of how many strangers
that have met your children

in their way
in and out of your bed.

And I thought, "I cannot be
a part of this."

I know something
of what children carry through

from their childhoods,
how they need a-a good mother,

a present mother.

And I know better
than to be yet another man

who parades through their lives
while the mother they do have

tries to keep clean sheets
on the bed.

You cannot keep this up, Bill.

You can't.

There's nothing
to keep up, Virginia.

We're work colleagues,
nothing else.

Nothing's happening.

How long do you want me to try?

It's like it's our own
little city down here.

Um, our offices are
on the second floor.

I'm embarrassed
it's taken me so long to visit.

It's, um...

It's really very...

There was a man urinating
on the wall outside.

Ah, the neighborhood's
in transition, as they say.

Recession's not helping much,
either, but that just means

there's one direction to go,
and that's up.

Uh, there's Stalin's gift shop.

Uh, about as popular
as the plague these days.

And that's our resident
modeling agency.

And by modeling agency,

I mean "joint that books
burlesque girls."

Ah.

Uh, and finally,
no more Chinese takeout.

Hallelujah for a cheeseburger
at a good old greasy spoon.

Two kids now?

Yes.

Uh, I asked Bill how the plans
for the new lab are coming.

Still plans.

But to be perfectly honest,

I've been telling your husband
for the last year

he should rent this space.

It'd be better
for our end-of-year report.

Didn't realize you knew
about real estate, Betty.

I just finished
my real-estate-tax class.

Uh, I'm halfway
to my accounting degree.

Oh.

I figure a woman
that's stupid about money

is a stupid woman.

I learned that the hard way.

Hey, come here.
Yeah, come here.

You're mommy's got
to go in there.

- I know.
- Got her?

Yeah, got her.

All right,
let me take that, too.

Just in case.

You're a life-saver.

Got it.

I know.

Yeah, now you're
with Uncle Betty.

September 2, 1959.

Background interview--
Virginia Johnson part one.

Tell me about the questionnaire.

You see, a fair number
of study applicants

suffer
from sexual dysfunctions--

uh, dysfunctions that make it
difficult for them to progress

through the four stages
of sexual response.

And since our data does depend

on normally functioning
participants,

this questionnaire, it helps
to catch a dysfunction

before it lands
on our exam table.

The questionnaire's become

sort of a weeding-out process.

Yes. Exactly right.

Uh, Lester, I'm-- I'm sorry.

Why are--
why are you filming this?

My inspiration
at the moment is "Windjammer."

It's a documentary--

the true story of
a 17,000-nautical-mile journey

of a Norwegian sailing ship,
the Christian Radich,

directed
by Louis de Rochemont III

and shot in a wide-screen
cinemiracle process

with a seven-track
stereophonic soundtrack.

But that's not
the reason it changed my life.

Oh, it--
it changed your life.

The story of "Windjammer"

is the story of real life.

Danger, tragedy, triumph, risk.

And it's what we're--
you're doing here, too.

Your study is real life.

Libby.

I came to share with you

the interesting conversation
I had with Simon this morning.

Simon?

The man from the bank.

Found him poking around
in our bushes.

Turns out, he was reassessing
the property.

I didn't realize it had been
assessed in the first place.

When did you take out a loan?

A year ago.

And you haven't paid it back?

How very uncharacteristic
of you.

It's all perfectly
routine when you start your--

your own business.

Takes money to make money,
and, uh...

We're not selling the house.

I-I know we're not.

That would only happen
in a worst-case scenario.

The man was in our bushes--

We will not
have to sell the house.

How do-- how do I know that?

That if sacrifices
have to be made,

they'll be made here at work?

Why would I uproot you
and the children

to subsidize our work?

My work?

Why would I do my best
to make you happy,

then turn around
and undo it all?

Hello?

Oh, I'm so glad
you got my message.

Libby told me
you worked here now.

You spoke to Libby?

I've been speaking to Libby

for over a year now, son.

In fact, I see her... regularly
and my grandchildren.

I had intended to stay away
forever, Billy.

I knew that's what you wanted,
given how we parted.

But then I...

I just couldn't stay away...

cut off from all I hold dear.

So when Libby called,
I suggested that we meet,

and I was prepared
to tell her everything.

But then one look at that sweet
face, and I couldn't.

I couldn't hurt her like that.

And I couldn't hurt you.

So whatever secrets
you may have, they're safe.

They've been safe
for a long time.

I don't judge you.
I don't want to.

What you do, what you don't do,

it's not my place
to judge my own son.

My place is to love you.

Just that.

And I do.

And so I...
I'm asking for another chance.

If you say no, if you tell me
to go away again, I will.

But I'm hoping you don't.

Is that
what you've come to say?

There is one other thing--

one thing I want to do...
To help.

We are taking that money.

You know,
what I'm trying to understand

is that for over a year,

you have been meeting
with my mother once a week

in Terre Haute, Indiana...

It's the midway point.

...after I told you
we were done with her.

You were done with her.

I need her.
She is good to me.

I don't have a mother,

and I am not gonna deprive our
children of their grandmother.

The answer is no.

You're not gonna take
my mother's money.

It is your money--
our money.

With your father's estate
settled,

it-it's just sitting there.

Essie wants us to have it.

There is nothing left
to discuss.

You deceived me,
you went behind my back--

not for the first time.

I am not the enemy here,
Bill, nor is Essie.

She is offering to help us.

My mother-- my mother
cannot be counted on.

She is not to be trusted.

Trusted to do what?
To-- to be good to us?

To help us keep a roof
over our heads?

I provide the roof!

I have always provided the roof!

Trying to explain my mother
or any of this to you,

it's like trying to teach
a horse to count!

All these years, it's--
it's right in front of you,

yet you refuse to see it!

You refuse to understand!

That you're in pain?

That you are nursing some
grievous wound from years ago?

Who isn't, Bill?

Point to one person
in this entire world

who isn't suffering!

Yet it is only you that insists
on spreading the torment around.

Only you that makes all of us
suffer along with you.

The matter's closed.

You will not touch that money.

And I suggest you get dressed.

We're already late.

♪ for he's
a jolly good fellow ♪

♪ for he's
a jolly good fellow ♪

♪ for he's
a jolly good fellow ♪

♪ which nobody can deny ♪

I just wanted
to say thank you, everyone,

for coming out tonight.

I've never seen a girl
pop out of a cake before.

I thought you said
she was a hand model.

Apparently, Holly
has moved on to burlesque.

And w-we really hope you
stay all night, drink all night.

Thank you, thank you for coming!

Thank you.

♪ sparks just fly
right out of the blue ♪

♪ there's no way I can deny ♪

♪ the magic of you ♪

♪ our eyes meet ♪

♪ and that is your cue ♪

♪ suddenly my heart's complete ♪

♪ with the magic of you ♪

Glass appears to be empty.

There's a remedy for that.

Would you like another,
as well?

♪ sleight of hand ♪

♪ yes, that could be true ♪

♪ there's no way I can deny ♪

♪ the magic of you ♪

Dr. Masters.

I insisted she introduce me.

Kenny Hitchens.

Gini speaks so highly of you,
all the work you two are doing.

Does she?

Anyway, n-now that
you've said your hellos--

No, no.

Well, it is-- is important work
we're engaged in.

Has Virginia explained to you

that we monitor subjects
while they have sex?

Usually in an exam room,
occasionally in a hotel.

I didn't know the specifics.

Well, it sounds fascinating.

Well, we would be
very happy to have you join us

if you are interested--
as a subject.

You wouldn't have to participate
on your own, of course.

I'd pair you with Virginia.

Dr. Masters has been drinking.

And Gini's
strictly a behind the...

I mean,
you don't do the actual--

No.

Oh, she does do
quite well, in fact.

We could, uh, start

by monitoring different
sexual positions,

begin with the old standby
missionary pose.

Unless there's another
you two prefer.

In fact, he's drunk--
embarrassingly so.

Well, do consider it.

I see you've found
the last place of refuge.

Oh, I quit smoking during
my fertility treatments.

- Oh.
- But you go ahead.

It may be the only fun
of the night.

Bill certainly has had
a lot to drink tonight.

I think Bill
may have lost his mind.

Yes. I do, too.

But we had a terrible fight.

I'm sorry.

Why are you apologizing?

He's the one
that should apologize.

I think he fears an apology
would weaken him.

I think he fears so many things.

Intimacy with me... physically.

Did you know that we haven't
had sex in over a year?

I mean, I've asked--
I've asked him why, of course.

He says it's the new building

and the new clinic
and the new baby,

that he's just wiped out
by the end of the day.

And that's...
that's probably true.

Do you think it is?

I think Bill
is under a lot of pressure.

I was in California once
as a child,

and I woke up to find

that I'd been thrown
from the bed like a rag doll,

just flung across the room.

When I asked my aunt,
she had to explain to me

that we live
on these giant plates

that push against each other,

the pressure
just building and building

until one day they break away
from each other

with a violent jolt.

I can wait here
all night until you apologize.

I want you to look at this.

That is one world.

And this is the other.

"I am sorry.

I'm sorry for being weak.

I'm sorry that I lied.

I'm sorry for Shelley
and Kenny, Ethan and George,

all the men who came before,
all the men that lie ahead.

But most of all, Bill,

I'm sorry for my faithless
and fickle heart."

Can't take your money.

You're getting nothing
out of this.

Do you...
Do you want me to stop?

♪ catch a falling star... ♪

Ugh!

Typography, that's, uh--
that's books, right?

Uh, it's designing
the type within books.

Oh, um, that used
to be the reds.

Now it's, uh, colored folks.

Uh, CORE stands for, uh, uh...

Congress Of Racial Equality.

Yeah, and they're raring
to go, too, God bless them.

Anyhoo, uh,
we're a medical operation,

and the space we'd lease to you
shares this lobby here,

a 24-karat location
with a lot of foot traffic,

you being a foot doctor and all.

Feet are not a joke.

I know that.
They are a business.

Which is why I'm telling you
that modeling agency there

comes with a lot of girls
on their feet.

And, uh, on their back
if you believe the rumor

that they're
into skin flicks now.

I, uh, heard from a friend
of a friend

that the new thing in burlesque
is actual nudity.

Did you hear that?

What I don't understand
is why no one else here

has to deal with your carping,
your threats,

your never-ending bean counting.

I aced my CPA exams,

so careful
who you call bean counter.

We leased you prime space, Flo,
and yet every month,

all you got
is another lame excuse.

Yeah, well, times are
tough, in case you can't read.

I'm not sure I can scrape
together this month's rent.

You move more blubber
through this place

than a Japanese whaling ship.

You will scrape, Flo,
and you will scrape now.

♪ I can't stop
thinking of you ♪

The next time
you start singing this song,

I'm slapping you
with a late fee.

October 11, 1960.

Background B-roll--
various subjects part 6.

She pays in cash

hoping we'll get mugged
on the way to the bank.

Tell her
this is an actual business,

not a flea market
in Ancient Rome.

Lester!

Not when we're talking
about money.

Of course.

Although, money is part--
Right.

He's an odd duck, that one.

My point is,

tell Flo from now on,
she has to pay with a check

like everybody else.

Oh, speaking of, I got a
pile of checks for you to sign.

Start on the top.

The first one's for
the new blood-pressure cuff.

I thought we couldn't afford

a new blood-pressure cuff.

Oh, we can now.

Because?

Because our fertility
patient numbers are finally up,

plus I raised our fees.

So we're actually looking
at a 20% increase in revenue

from last month, which is not
nothing thanks to me.

I'll get you
those numbers tomorrow.

Shelley?

Gini.

Wow, you look fantastic.

Thank you.
You look so fit yourself.

Do you work here now?

I mean, are you still
with the study?

Yes, the study
is going very well,

and your-- your work.
How is...

Girdle salesman.

Of course.
It's a hard one to forget.

Not too hard, apparently.

And, uh, Henry and Tessa,
they're doing well?

Yes, very well.

Uh, Henry is a voracious reader,

and Tess,
she just joined Brownies.

And your kids, how are...?

Haven't been born yet.

I'm still single, looking for
a nice girl to settle down with.

And once upon a time,
I hoped it'd be you.

But then I would've had to have
made some kind of impression,

wouldn't I have?

Hmm. Take care.

Shelley...

Mrs. Wilder is waiting--

uh, refractory response times.

What is that?

I'm just cataloging
all my footage

that's from our time
at Maternity.

From two years ago.

Yes?

Room 412.
Chancery Park Plaza.

I'll wait for a few hours.

If you haven't shown up
by the shift change,

I will assume you're not coming.

Aside from my children,
everything I have

is permanently, inexorably
tied to this work,

our work, to you.

Sometimes in the past,

after a late night
at the hospital or the hotel,

sometimes I would feel almost
sick at the unfairness of it,

that you would go home to Libby
while I went home utterly alone.

Well, you've
compensated admirably enough.

No.

You see, I can't even remember
their names more often than not.

But you, on the other hand,

well, it's hard to tell
where you stop and I begin.

You have more of me
than you even realize,

and yet you focus on other men
while you yourself are married?

Just because one goes home
to someone...

doesn't mean they're not alone.

Well, then,
we are fellow sufferers.

Are we?

Are we really?

Whatever this is
between us, it can't be undone,

not without a violent wrenching
much worse

than this undeclared war
we have between us now.

For me,
what we have comes first,

and you can count on that.

But you must allow me something,

someone to hold on to
while you hold on to Libby.

Just show me enough compassion
to allow me that.

My buddy Hank
thinks this is such a kick,

us filming all this tonight.

Well, you're paying.

Well, everybody's
filming everything

- these days, so...
- Right.

We'll have a drink
while we set up.

Oh, that's okay.
I don't, uh, really--

Don't really what?
Have fun?

It's a bachelor party
for cripes' sake.

Truth is, Lester,
we have a lot in common.

I can't think of one thing.

Jane.

All I'm saying is... don't
make a shrine out of one woman.

Just change religions.

I'd like to make a toast.

All right, a toast to Hank...

...our proverbial lamb
to slaughter.

- Oh, okay!
- Okay.

Goodbye to the days
of wanton sex,

a glance across a crowded bar
ending in tangled sheets.

And hello to meatloaf,
Jack Paar,

and faces smeared
with so much cold cream,

it looks like they took
a pie in the face!

Oh!

- To Hank!
- Whoo!

Congratulations, buddy.

Thank you, buddy.

Should I take off my clothes?

And you?

Tonight I need
to reacquaint myself...

Reacquaint myself
with your body.

I will kiss you on the mouth.

I will find your breasts
with my lips,

and I will make you climax
this way.

Then my hands will slide down
your body,

and I will spread your legs.

I will touch every part of you
and I will put my mouth on you

and I will make you climax
that way, as well.

Is that clear?

Does this mean
we've resumed our work?

What do you think?

Well, if we have,
Betty told me today

that she thinks the janitor
is stealing from petty cash.

She noticed $20 missing.

It was there this morning,

and by the end of the day,
it was gone.

And while I appreciate the
effort, Park Plaza isn't cheap.

And so, if our participation
is to continue,

we're going to have to find
someplace else cheaper--

free, even.

Which is unfortunate,
because I will say,

it is nice to be back.

Showtime!

Beer. Beer.

Here you go.

Naughty, naughty.

Nobody's looking.

Oh!

Blow a kiss. There you go.

You know,
I've been thinking, "Holy cow.

Looks a lot like
Dr. Langham's girl Holly."

But it can't be. Can it?

Mm, you smell good.

Is that L'air du Temps?

It's Tommy The Turtle
bubble bath.

Austin, it's-- it's late.

The kids have school
in the morning.

Oh, I-I know.
It's just, uh...

Um... please hear me out.
Can you at least do that?

I want us to get back together.

I've tried the bachelor life.
I've really given it my best.

I don't doubt that.

But there's something, um...

This is going to sound strange.

But there is something...
hollow about it.

Empty, you know.

I feel--

Adrift?
Without an anchor?

Yeah. Exactly.

See? This is why
we belong together,

because you--
you always just know.

But it's-- it's, uh--
it's more than that.

I love you. I do, and...

God, I love our kids.

And I realize
that you're it for me.

You're the one.

And what happens
when we get back together

and because
you were then re-anchored,

you immediately go out and screw
everything that walks again?

I would not do that.
No. I swear I would be faithful.

Let's say
that were humanly possible.

It still wouldn't work.

Well, uh,
of course it would work.

It couldn't.

Because some things
cannot be undone.

As much as you want
to unring the bell, it's rung.

And when that happens,
all you can do is listen.

I've moved on, Austin.

I'm gone.

Ah, are you
and Mrs. Holden

enjoying your room, sir?

Yes.
Thank you, Elliot.

You, uh, seem to have moved up
the ranks.

Night manager is a position

that comes
with great responsibility,

but I do feel up to the task.

And I must say, I'm so glad

you and Mrs. Holden
have patched things up.

Elliot, I have a question.

The hotel has an on-call doctor

if there's
any medical emergencies?

Yes, sir.

That's part
of my new positioning

is scheduling the doctors.

Well, I was wondering if, uh...

if I could fill one of those
on-call positions in return

for your waiving the charge
for Mrs. Holden's and my room.

That might be tricky,
Dr. Holden.

Because...?

The hotel...

the hotel has to be up front
about who our guests

are actually being seen by,
if you know what I mean.

I'm not sure
how comfortable they'd feel

if they knew they were being
seen by a radiologist.

What sort of medical
background do you think

would reassure your guests?

More of a general practitioner.

Uh... a surgeon, obstetrician.

My sister, for example,

she had her first baby delivered
by a Dr. Masters.

If a doctor with those kind
of credentials approached me

with such a request, I would
have a hard time saying no.

So Dr. Masters
would be a good choice?

With a doctor
such as Dr. Masters,

something could be worked out.

Betty?

I need these test results
back first thing tomorrow.

Oh, before you go,
remember that oddball

that worked for the doc
back at Memorial,

the one that was, you know,
bringing up the rear

with Dr. Greathouse?

Uh...

She'd like a moment
of your time.

I'm surprised to see you here.

I know.
It's funny, isn't it?

What-- what made you

want to become a participant
in our study?

I don't know.

You don't know?

Well, I...

I was very impressed
with your study

when I was back at Memorial
working for Dr. Masters.

I know that Dr. Masters
hated me,

but I could tell from his work

that he was
a-a very dedicated doctor.

I'm-- I'm sure
that he didn't hate you.

Well...
H-he hated Dr. Greathouse,

and Dr. Greathouse at the time
was my-- Oh, goodness.

That's a long story.

Anyhow...

I suppose I thought that I could
learn something from your study,

learn something
about the human body.

About your body?

Which doesn't work
very well down there.

You said that
you can't have intercourse.

In fact, nothing can penetrate
the vaginal opening,

because it's... closed.

Um, Barbara, I thought
that you and Dr. Greathouse,

there was a sexual--

We did everything.

Just... not the normal way,
because I couldn't.

As I was saying,
it-it's a long story.

I see.

Well, there are things
that we can discuss

about your condition,

but I'm afraid in terms of your
participating in the study,

this type of dysfunction--

P-please don't.

Don't?

Don't feel bad
about rejecting me.

It... it's life.
Sometimes the answer's just no.

In fact, it-- it usually is.

I realized as she left,

"There goes
an entire sexual history

that we will never know about

because she's technically
ineligible for the study."

But that's true
of everybody we reject.

You're saying
we shouldn't be rejecting.

I'm saying
I think people see the doctor

in front of your name
and they hope that you can help.

You two, what's it gonna take

to get you to take a day off?

So sorry, Libby.
You are absolutely right.

There is lots of work to be done
in the kitchen.

Bill's working, too.

Cake still isn't frosted.

Huh. Well, that
happens to be my specialty.

So, the Lefleys
offered us their lake house.

It's two hours away.

Oh, that could be fun.

I thought you quit.

I did.

No, I really did quit.

You know what'd be really fun?

Hmm?

Paris.

I've always wanted to go
to Paris... and Morocco.

I am dying to go anywhere.

But the lake house is a good
start, and you know what?

You should go with us.

Lib!

No, that is your vacation--
yours and Bill's to have alone.

Well, the children
are coming, of course.

And you--
you could bring your kids.

Honestly, it would be...

It would be nicer
if you were there-- easier,

and I would like that.

It's much more pleasant
to be around Bill

when you're around.

We need a few more with cheese.

♪ ...completely ♪

♪ you give your love... ♪

I invited her.

♪ tonight ♪

♪ the light of love
is in your eyes ♪

I'll be inside.

♪ but will you love me
tomorrow? ♪

♪ is this a lasting treasure ♪

It's a perfect celebration.

It means a lot to Libby
to have you here.

And this time, when I asked you
to stay away, you did.

Believe me, I...
I looked closely.

I've learned my lesson.

I wouldn't say that.

20% bump in revenue?

Due to an increase
in fertility patients and fees?

What I'm not gonna look
too closely at

is how you and Libby and Betty
managed to make that money,

which I said I didn't want,
land in my pocket anyhow.

Because if I really
looked at that,

we'd be back at square one,
wouldn't we?

Ruptured again.

And the thought of that just...

frankly,
it just leaves me tired.

Sometimes exhaustion
is the first step forward.

I had to help you, son.

I couldn't not. Not again.

But there's another reason
that money...

didn't find its way to you.

It's because I'm proud of you.

Everything you've accomplished,
all on your own,

in spite of everything.

I am so very proud of my son.

♪ ...tomorrow ♪

♪ will you still love me
tomorrow ♪

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