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Previously on Masters of Sex...

I am talking about intimacy.

Daddy? What are
you doing here, honey?

Is Mom here?

Does this look like a place
your mother would come?

That is what we
refer to as lost wages.

You're a secretary,
you're not a lawyer.

Have you ever heard
of a woman my age

taking classes, or
going back to school?

Are those my first
patients of the day?

No, that's the
homosexual and his wife.

Our supposedly
homosexual patient

happened achieved an
erection last night with his wife.

Because he was listening to you.

This needs to be a study.

Art, how do you feel about
laying the groundwork?

I'm going to meet
Mr. Clavermore.

I turned it off.

We can make a fresh
start, the two of us together.

At our own clinic...
In New York.

Louise?

I shouldn't have just
shown up like this.

It's just, not everyone here
knows that I attend AA meetings.

This isn't about AA.

My husband was paralyzed
from the waist down.

And I was just hoping you
could explain all this to me.

Do you know that right now
Dr. Masters and Mrs. Johnson

are on the road investigating
a pair of charlatan therapists

who claim to be
using our method?

Marcia and I observe you and
Ingrid from behind a two-way mirror.

I love you.

I've typed up the
notes that Bill and I took

over the course of our
treatment in Topeka.

These have already been
sent to our lawyer, of course.

So, what happens next?

A cease and desist letter
was sent this morning.

We believe, based
on the evidence...

Sorry, I'm late.

I must have lost track of time.

No problem at all,
we're just getting started.

So, we believe
that we're looking at

a case of copyright
infringement,

possibly patent
infringement as well.

So, any sex clinic whose
work happens to be inspired

by Masters and Johnson
is committing a crime?

Well, inspiration is
different than theft.

The Toplins'
intake questionnaire

was nearly word-for-word
the same as ours,

as was their protocol for
ejaculatory incompetence.

Why didn't they
rephrase the questions

and alter the protocol...

We'll have a cease
and desist letter

sent to the Toplins
as soon as possible.

We already discussed that.
Bram sent one this morning.

You spoke to Bram?
Called him first thing.

A lot of this hasn't even
been published yet, has it?

The sensate instructions,
the questionnaire,

none of that is in your book.

Correct. ART: You're
wondering how they got it.

It's obvious how they got it.

You left it on the
bureau last night.

A pair of charlatans,
two therapists,

posing as patients
to steal our material.

Which means, we need
stricter screening procedures

for all potential new patients

and our lawyer has advised
us to get signed copies of this

from all staff members by
the beginning of next week.

That includes Guy and Lester.

A non-disclosure agreement?

Is that really necessary?

Well, the last thing we want is
somebody coming to work at the clinic,

and then leaving with our work
and starting a rival business.

No, no, of course,
that makes sense.

I'm surprised the phone
didn't wake you this morning.

My parents called
at 6:00 to give

their customary
eight hours' notice.

They're coming to St. Louis,
staying through the weekend.

And for some reason, my father
is insisting that they stay in a hotel

so at least it won't
be a problem for us

to stay in the house together.

Good.

I know what you're going to say.

You should've woken me
before you left this morning.

Neither of us got
any sleep last night.

Thought it was best one of us
should get an extra few hours.

But we had a meeting
at 9:00 this morning

I'm still in
yesterday's clothes.

Didn't you get my note?

I told you not to worry about
the meeting, I'd handle it.

And you spoke to
Keller without me.

I thought it was
important to get

the legal process
started immediately.

Is there anything else
that I've done wrong

that you want to tell me about?

The way you were whispering

about my watch in
front of Art and Nancy,

they could have easily inferred

that we were sleeping together.

We are. What is it that
we're hiding, exactly?

You don't have a
wife anymore, Bill.

I don't have a husband.

Have we just gotten so
used to keeping secrets

that we've forgotten that
we don't have to anymore?

Things are just
moving very quickly.

Take all the time you need.

Go home, take a shower,

maybe consider
having a cup of coffee.

Excuse me, I'm
looking for Louise.

She usually runs the
Thursday meeting.

I'm filling in.

Louise hasn't shown up
to any meetings this week.

This week?

Did something happen?

You know that I couldn't share
any personal information with you

even if I knew
it, which I don't.

Are you joining us today? Or...

Yes, I'm joining.

Let's try slowing down
on the thrusting just a tad.

This isn't jackhammering
a sidewalk, after all.

What are we going to do?

Guy is already badgering
me about those forms.

Virginia said she didn't need
them signed until next week.

Okay, now, let's switch
to female superior.

We won't have the
forms signed ever, Nancy.

We can't.

As soon as we
put pen to paper...

Stop.

I think Monday morning
will give us plenty of time

to look over the forms.

And this position,
you'll notice,

allows for better
stimulation of the clitoris.

We'll have to shift
things around though.

The conversation we talked
about having with Mr. Drag

next week, for example,
about his treatment plan?

Why don't you go ahead
and talk to him about it today?

I still have some concerns about

the treatment plan
as we discussed it.

Such as?

Such as...

That's right. Look
into each other's eyes.

Share the moment
together. That's right.

Such as the fact that Bill
and Virginia might object

to the number of
follow-up appointments

that we would like to schedule.

I think you're being
overly sensitive.

I'm sure that Bill and Virginia
would happily defer to us

when it comes to the day-to-day
management of the case.

I did it.

Oh, my God, I did it.

And you'll do it again.

Okay, Mr. and Mrs. Drag,

when you're ready, you can
get changed and join us outside.

Don't forget, we deserve this.

Uh, anyway,

the woman I've discussed
in these meetings before,

for months now, I've done
everything I can to resist her.

I've put up every
imaginable barrier.

But somehow,

all the defenses that I had
so carefully constructed,

they all just

collapsed. I
mean, in an instant.

I, uh...

Well, I guess I've
fallen off the wagon.

Thank you for sharing.

But I...

Well, I'm asking for your help.

And I don't know
what to tell you.

The people in this
room, we're all alcoholics.

That's what we're
here to discuss.

Your problem seems to
be about some woman.

But is there a difference?

I mean, isn't
addiction addiction?

Who would like to share?

Look, I'm sorry, but...

I've sat here, week after week,

listening to everyone
else's problems.

And to be honest, that
meant weeks of listening

to a lot of
self-pitying stories,

belly-achers blaming
everyone else for their problems.

Now, Greta, it was your
sister that got the ballet lessons,

and that's why
you grew up to drink

half a bottle of Jim
Beam every night.

We don't use other
members' testimonies...

If only Alan's wife
didn't snore like a terrier,

you know, he would never have
turned to mixing Canadian Club

with sleeping pills
in the first place.

It's the same, isn't
it? You feel bad.

So, you drink to numb the pain.

And then when it wears off,

Io and behold, you
feel even worse.

So, it's back to the bottle.

And then the cycle
goes on and on and on.

Because it's not the
drinking or the pills

or the whatever that
you're addicted to, not really,

I suppose, any more than it
is that I'm addicted to Virginia.

Wha...

What we need, what we crave,

is the feeling bad part.

The blaming, and the
guilt and the shame and...

We only feel like ourselves,

we only know who we are

when we feel worthless.

Paging Mrs. Johnson. Daddy.

I wasn't expecting to
see you until tonight.

I thought we were meeting
for dinner at the Marmaduke.

Your mother wanted to
spend the afternoon shopping

and you know how I get
around department stores.

Yes, like it's the
Bataan Death March.

Actually, um... I was wondering if I
could have a moment of your time.

Yes, of course, sit.

I have to level with you, honey,

we didn't come
here just to see Lisa,

although we did bring
plenty of presents,

don't you worry about that.

Um...

I suppose it clicked
for me when I saw you

at that seminar last week.

Here I am, searching
high and low

to find the secret of
fixing my marriage,

when the answer has
been in front of me all along.

You came for treatment?

That's why I booked
the hotel room,

because I thought your
mother and I would need a place

to work on the
assignments and such.

And obviously, we would want
to see one of your colleagues.

I understand this
is not a subject

you want to be discussing
with your parents.

Yes, I would certainly recommend

that somebody else
oversee the case.

I'm...

I'm so surprised that you
got Mom to go along with this.

She has no idea.
If I'd told her,

she wouldn't have come.

When were you planning
on breaking the news?

Actually, I was hoping
that you would consider

introducing the
idea to her first.

You want me to talk
Mom into sex therapy?

I would never ask this
of you, Gini, except that...

Except you are.

Well, I thought today was
a very productive session.

Frankly, I'm not sure I'd be
achieving the same results

with Bill and Virginia.

Look, those two,
they're the greatest.

They're the Fred and
Ginger of sexual dysfunction.

But ever since you came onboard,

you've blown the
whole thing wide open.

Until next week?

Actually, there's something I
was hoping to bring up with you.

It's somewhat, uh, well...

It's delicate.

Nancy and I have
a proposal for you.

An idea for a book.

A book. I see.

We've just begun a major
new study on homosexuality.

We've already seen
dozens of subjects.

We plan to bring in hundreds
more by the time all this is done.

When you say "we," who
exactly are we talking about?

Nancy and me.

Dr. Masters and Mrs. Johnson,
they're not involved in the study?

They've left much of the
nitty gritty to the two of us.

Based on my work
at the Kinsey Institute,

I am something of a
specialist in the subject.

So they know
about this book idea?

We haven't formally
broached the subject yet, no,

but I have every reason to
assume they'll be supportive.

Even if I believe you, I'm in
the business of selling books.

"Masters and Johnson,"

that's a name the consumer
has come to know and trust.

"Dreessen and Leveau"?

That just sounds like a
Dutch guy and a Frenchman

with a personal injury practice.

With all due respect.

What if I could promise you
that was about to change?

Nancy and I are opening our
own practice in New York City.

I live in New York City.

I know you do.

We already have office space
secured on the Upper East Side.

How many wealthy,
well-connected Manhattanites

are suffering from
sexual dysfunctions and...

Do you know where
you'll be living yet?

Because there are openings
in my building, all the time.

Best location in the city.
Five-minute walk to Times Square.

So, are you saying
yes to the book?

I'm saying I'm confident
we can work something out.

In the meantime, if we could,
you know, keep this between us...

Mum's the word.

Do you have a moment?

I've just spoken with
a potential new client.

Is that right? Yes.

Both he and his
wife are in their 60s.

Evidently, their sex life
has dwindled in recent years,

and he's hoping to
rekindle the lost passion.

Well, they'll have to
make an appointment.

There's isn't an
opening for months.

I want to move them
to the front of the line.

So, these are VIPs, I gather...

They're my parents.

I didn't know you parents
were having trouble.

Neither did I.

Until last week, when
I ran into my father

at that singles seminar.

He's dissatisfied
in the marriage.

According to him, my mother

is no longer
interested in sex at all.

I have to say, I'm impressed

your mother would even
entertain the idea of treatment.

Seems unlike her.
Because it is unlike her.

He hasn't told her a thing about
it. He expects me to convince her.

You said no, I hope.

Oh, Gini, you can't get in the
middle of your parents' marriage.

What choice do I
have? They came to me.

He came to you.

Even if you did convince her,
who's gonna take the case?

What, Art and Nancy?

Oh, no, no, no, I can't
treat your parents.

Why not? Because
they're your parents.

My mother would
never talk to strangers

about the intimate details of
her marriage. You know that.

And you think She'd be more
comfortable sharing those details with me?

Don't fight me on
this, Bill, please.

Help me.

I can't just stand back and watch
my parents' marriage fall apart.

If they both agree, then...

Well, I'm seeing
them both tonight,

so, hopefully, I
can find a moment

to take my mother aside.

You're coming over
later though, right?

Uh...

Actually, I'm concerned
about a patient, Louise Bell.

She came in for
treatment last week.

Her husband had
the spinal injury.

Well, I went to a
meeting this afternoon,

and no one has seen her in days.

So, I thought I would just,
you know, drop by her house,

see that she's all right.

Because you're still
going to AA meetings.

Occasionally. I find they help.

With what?

No, I'm trying to understand.

And that's exactly
what I'm doing as well,

trying to understand.

Civil Procedure is a must.

You're gonna want
to sign up for that one.

Every first-year
law student takes it.

Well, it meets Wednesday nights,

which means I can still take
Constitutional Law Tuesday mornings.

A paralegal at my firm did
the same program you're doing,

part-time classes,
nights and weekends.

He had his JD in six years.

I think maybe we
should find a hotel,

finish the drive in the morning.

Just so we're
clear, when you said

that Albany was "a hop,
skip, and jump away,"

what you meant
was a three-hour flight

followed by a six-hour drive
into the middle of nowhere.

For your information,
Albany is often compared

to the great cities of Europe.

Not favorably, but still.

So, this case of yours
tomorrow, you gonna win?

It doesn't matter either way.

You can't mean that.

Won't your client be
in trouble if you lose?

Well, it's a test case.

My client intentionally
set fire to the American flag

to challenge the statute.

But what if the court
doesn't overturn the statute?

Three to five years in prison.

Huh.

Who would volunteer for that?

Break the law, get arrested
and then just hope it all works out.

Can't imagine being that brave.

Louise is usually the
one to keep things tidy.

Some people, they relax
after work by turning on the TV

or reading a
book. Louise, she...

She vacuums.

When do you expect her back?

She usually stumbles
in around 5:00 or 6:00,

sleep it off for a few hours.

You know where she is now?

A bar, a liquor
store, hotel room.

I don't suppose
it's a coincidence,

Louise picking up a drink
the week we began treatment.

How very astute of you, Doc.

See, you gave her hope.

She thought she
had found a cure.

Abracadabra, I'd come in and
you'd wave your magic wand,

and just like that,
it'd all be better.

I tried.

I really did. We did
everything you told us to.

You had sex?

She had sex, Doc.

She had sex. I
didn't have anything.

I lay there
waiting for it to end

so I could go about my night.

The two of you should have
come to speak to me right away.

We could have discussed
the experience together.

Look, I don't know about Louise,

but I'm finished discussing
anything with you, Doc.

You can see yourself out.

Mason, Fred and Karen.

Are you sure you turned
off the tape recorders?

Yes. Don't worry,
I double-checked.

Now, what did we decide
about New England?

If they are closer to
New York than St. Louis,

they are potential clients.

Uh, how long have they
been on the wait list?

Uh, it looks like Mrs. Mason first
called this office to make an appointment

on February 15th. The
day after Valentine's Day.

Fortuitous timing.

You know, Bob said
there are openings

in his building all the time.

Apparently it's not too
far from the theater district.

Surrounded by hicks from
Iowa snapping photographs.

Not even a New Yorker yet and
already grumbling about tourists.

There is one thing I need
to take care of before we go.

Yeah? What's that?

I'm pregnant.

Oh, my God.

Nance, this is... I don't
know who the father is.

So, it could be mine.

The chances are just as good
that it's Bruce's, or Randy's,

or someone else's.

I'm going to speak
to Barton tomorrow,

ask for the name of a doctor
who can perform the procedure.

Or we could keep it.

Maybe it isn't mine.

I'm willing to live
with that chance.

I don't need to look at a
child and see my father's ears,

my grandmother's chin...

What about seeing Bruce's
eyes? Or Randy's dimples?

We said that going to New York,

this was our
chance to start over.

Just the two of us.

This is the last thread
tying us to our old life,

our old marriage,
our old selves.

Someday, soon,
we will have our own.

And there will not
be any question.

And you'll see your father's
ears and your grandmother's chin

and that this will all
have been worth it.

I just... I promise.

Okay?

Wasn't sure when
you'd be coming.

You smell like a tavern.

I've just been to four of them.

Not to drink, I was
looking for Louise.

Is that Bill?

They insisted on coming
back for a nightcap.

You are joining
us, aren't you, Bill?

You missed a
delicious dinner tonight.

Those lamb chops, didn't
they just melt in your mouth?

Mmm.

I still think Lisa
would've done just fine.

Children do not
belong in restaurants.

I think it's a sign of the times

that so many parents
don't seem to know that.

Or maybe they just don't care.

How are your kids, Bill?

My kids?

They're fine.

Didn't Jenny just win a
prize at camp this week?

Uh, yes. Yes, she, um...

She took home the blue
ribbon in the science fair.

The science fair?

Oh, looks like you have
a tomboy on your hands.

Uh...

Jenny made a diorama
of the moon landing.

I bet she wasn't the only one.

No, it was a very
popular theme this year.

I'm sure there'll be quite a few
Neil Armstrongs at Halloween.

There was that one photo
they keep showing in the paper,

of the astronauts
planting the flag.

Yes, that was
beautiful, wasn't it?

I thought it was just about

the, uh, saddest damn
thing I'd ever seen.

What in the world are
you talking about, Harry?

Well, all around them,
there was nothing but black.

And they were wearing
those helmets too,

so where their
faces should've been,

there's just more black.

Like they were lost.

Or invisible.

Are you all right, Daddy?

Harry, I think you have
had enough to drink tonight...

I'm fine.

It's getting late anyhow.

Would you mind giving me a
hand with the dishes before you go?

Well, sure, sweetheart.

I'm sure Gini mentioned
that I came in to see her.

Uh, yes, yes, she did.

I didn't even think I was gonna
get up the nerve to ask her for help.

But, uh...

Just been so down in the
dumps about it, our marriage.

Honest to God, Bill.

I don't know any more whether
it hurts more to stick together

or hurts more to...

throw in the towel.

I'm so sorry you
walked into that.

Did you speak to your mother?

I tried to.

I told her how concerned
I was about my father.

She told me I was
just being dramatic.

So, what are you going to do?

I don't know.

But let's not talk
about it tonight.

Okay.

I would like to talk
about us, though.

Exactly what this is.

I would like to
talk about that, too.

But first, I need this.

What the hell is going on here?

There are hippies everywhere.

I thought you knew
about a shortcut.

This is the shortcut.

Can we turn around?

It's one way.

You can't just leave your
car. This isn't a parking lot!

Maybe someone can
tell me what's going on.

Libby, stay in the
car. I'll be right back.

Uh... Hi, excuse me.

Um, do any of you
know happen to know

why traffic is at a standstill?

Is there some kind
of accident up ahead?

There are no accidents.

We're all part of the
big karmic wheel, man.

Yeah, that's right. - Yeah.

Thank you for that. Are you
all headed up to Albany, too?

Albany?

No, man. Nobody
here is going to Albany.

I mean, I knew there
was a concert happening.

But the advertisements said it
was a weekend in the country.

It sounds less like a get-away
and more like the Second Coming.

Three days of peace,
love and music.

Have you seen the
weather forecasts?

More like 72 hours of
thunder, lightning and humidity.

I don't remember
locking the door.

Bram.

Excuse me, hello.

You have our keys.

You don't believe me.

You guys know why they
call it the "show me state"?

Because people
always say, "Show me

"what's so great
about Missouri."

Bill Masters, as I live and
breathe. This is Bill, everybody.

What are the odds of
seeing you here of all places?

Slim, it turns out.

I've been looking
for you for two days.

Here I am, about to buy
drinks for all my new friends.

Because they are here
for a sales convention.

They're from the future.

We're futures
commodities traders.

That's what I said. I need a
round of drinks for my friends.

We have time
travelers in our midst.

What are you doing, Louise?

Oh, you came to scold me.

Go ahead, get it over with,
because I got stuff to do.

I'm not going to scold you.

The truth is,

you're not the only one
who's fallen off the wagon.

What? You didn't.

Two nights in a row.

Well, since we both have fallen,

why not enjoy the
way down together?

I've asked Guy to clear my
appointments for the afternoon.

Um, Barton gave me
the number of a doctor.

He can see me right away.

Nance, look, I hate this.

At least let me come with you.

You have study
subjects coming in.

I'll reschedule them.

This is my
responsibility, not yours.

What do you think?

For Tessa.

Isn't it a little short?

She's got the legs.

I don't know why she
wouldn't want to show them off.

I'd like to continue our
conversation about Daddy.

Are you still on about that?

I'm worried about him.

In fact, I'm worried
about both of you.

He came to talk to me
about your marriage.

I'm sorry, I must've
heard you wrong.

I thought you said my marriage.

He feels that there is
a certain spark missing

and he would like you
to consider treatment.

Your father's lost his mind.

Well, is he wrong?

I mean, do you find
yourself sexually satisfied?

Some of us are
trying to eat here.

I don't think that you realize

how seriously Daddy
is taking this issue.

If something doesn't change,

I'm afraid your
marriage is on the line.

At least he's being honest

and willing to admit that
there's a problem here

instead of just burying
his head in the sand.

I guess he told you
about Colleen Goddard.

Since he's being so
honest about everything.

Oh.

He didn't bring up Colleen.

Who is that?

Do you remember that dumpy
dry cleaners off Bradbury Road?

Her husband owned
it. She was the tailor.

For the longest time,

I was worried that your
father was yo-yo dieting,

because he was constantly having

his trousers taken in, then out.

And then I found a
note she'd written him.

And he didn't deny it.

After that, he
didn't even bother

hiding what was
happening any more.

He kept seeing her?

For six more years.

Six years?

You just stayed with him?

How was I supposed to
leave him with a baby?

I couldn't afford to have
my child raised by sitters.

We got past it.

And we had some happy years.

And this is exactly
why I did not want

to have this
conversation with you.

I can understand
that hearing this

could be very upsetting
to you, sweetheart.

Not at all.

Obviously, I feel sorry

that you had to go through
such a painful experience.

But I can also separate whatever
personal feelings I might have

from my clinical understanding.

I have spoken to hundreds of
clients with stories just like yours.

People who have found
a way, through treatment,

to recapture what was lost.

Whatever is broken
between you and Daddy,

I can fix it.

Rum was never my drink.

Well, I have always
loved a man in uniform.

And Captain Morgan
is no exception.

I know I've been a
skeptic in the past.

I'm certainly in no place
to tell you or anyone else

how to lead their lives, but...

But you think that I
should get to a meeting.

Work the program.

Today is already shot.

So, I will go to a
meeting tomorrow.

Mmm.

Marrying that man
was so glorious.

This was the song
that we danced to,

our first dance at our wedding.

We danced all night. I mean,
till 5:00 the next morning.

I couldn't even believe it
when my feet were hurting

because it felt like they
never touched the ground.

Yeah.

You want to dance?

Okay.

I owe you an apology.

I know that the work you
did with your husband,

the work I encouraged you to do,

that's the reason we're here.

I'm the one who made the
mistake of coming to you.

Thinking that my
marriage could change.

That things could be
different. They still can.

I know what my marriage is,

'cause I made it that way.

Maybe if he had
the keys that night...

But he didn't. I did.

What you and James have
now, it doesn't seem like love.

It seems like punishment.

If you stay in this
marriage, Louise,

this will just keep happening.

Eventually you'll be
right back here again.

Don't you think I know that?

Well, then you have
to leave, don't you?

How do I do that?

I put this man in a wheelchair
for the rest of his life,

then I just walk out the door?

You're asking me to trade one
form of punishment for another.

How do you know it would be
any worse than what you have now?

I don't.

I don't.

But at some point, you've
got to make a choice.

I choose to stay.

Isn't there somewhere else

that you can do whatever
it is that you're doing?

Can't you see I'm dying?

Apparently, she is dying now.

You can't argue
her out of a bad trip.

Oh, so now you're
the expert on bad trips?

Poor thing. She looks terrified.

Careful, Lib. She might bite.

Hi, I understand you're
having a hard time.

You're dying, I'm told?

Maybe I could come
in, we could talk about it.

Just you.

Not the guy that
looks like an ape.

That was unnecessarily hurtful.

What's your name?

Allison.

Can I tell you a
secret, Allison?

Sometimes I feel
like I'm dying too.

Because this person
that I've always been,

this person who is
sensible and cautious,

every day, little by little,
that person is fading away.

Will you help me then?
Since you've done it already,

you can guide me.

Okay. Um...

Tell me what you see.

It's dark.

I don't see anything.

Okay, I want you to...

Take a step forward.

I want you to begin to let go.

Let go of everything
that you're holding on to,

let go of everything
that's weighing you down.

All of the people
that have hurt you.

All of the disappointments.

The betrayals.

I want you to leave it all here.

It's of no use to you anymore.

Now, this is gonna
be the hardest part.

Now, you have to let go...

Of you.

You ready?

I'm gonna count to three, okay?

One.

Two.

Three.

You did it.

What happened?

You died.

Oh...

That's so sad. No. No.

You had to.

It's the only way
you could be reborn.

Well, I have to say, I wasn't sure
you were gonna be able to pull it off,

getting your mother
to agree to this.

It only took two
hours of haranguing.

I didn't realize you were
gonna sit in on the appointment.

I thought it would
just be Bill and me.

Well, actually, I have decided
to oversee the case myself.

Really?

I will be conducting an
intake with you this morning,

and then a separate intake tomorrow
with Mom... Uh, Mrs. Eshelman.

You're not gonna
call her that, are you?

Let's start by discussing the
issues that brought you to treatment.

Well...

Your mother and I...

You don't have to
say "your mother."

Uh...

Edna and I haven't
had sex in years.

And, uh, we haven't
had good sex in...

God, I don't even know.

Was there a particular
time in your marriage

that you remember sex
being the most satisfying?

Well, in the beginning,

we really couldn't go
a day or two without...

Have you ever been
unfaithful in your marriage?

It's a standard intake
question I have to ask.

The answer is no.

Never?

Never.

Are you going to tell me
about the dry cleaner's wife

or intentionally
leaving that out?

Uh...

I'm not sure what
your mother told...

She told me you slept
with this woman for years.

Well that... That
was a long time ago.

And that she confronted you
about it, but you continued to see her.

Why is this suddenly
feeling like an inquisition?

I'm just trying to
figure out if this

event had
something to do with...

why you have these issues
emerging between you and Mom.

Mrs. Eshelman.

Your mother and I never
had any problems with sex.

Not back then, at least.

So you continued having
sex with Mrs. Eshelman

during the time of your affair?

How could... How
could you do that?

I don't think this was
a good idea, after all.

Why?

Because you can't
answer the question?

Because I thought that
this was supposed to be

about you listening to
me without judgment.

I'm not judging you.

I'm just asking you how
you could do that to your wife.

I think that's a question you
can answer as well as I can.

You and Bill, weren't
you both married

when that began,
or was it just him?

And what about Dan Logan?

I seem to remember he had
a wife back in New York City.

And I'm not judging you.

Hell, maybe you
had the right idea,

get out while the
getting is good.

Before the passion goes.

Before you find
yourself arguing about...

Before you find yourself arguing

about who forgot to
close the cereal box.

Before it gets...
Before it gets boring.

Do you know the only thing more
boring than a one-night stand?

A whole string of them.

On the surface, they
may all seem different.

But underneath they're
all exactly the same.

The same inane small talk,

followed by...

a few frantic
moments of pleasure,

ending with phone
numbers being exchanged,

only to be thrown in
the nearest garbage bin.

You and Mom...

You know each other deeply.

You've built this
real life together.

I know there've been so many

ups and downs, a
million of them. But...

You're together.

But, honey, if you're saying
that's what you really want,

then why don't you have it?

It's over.

Good news.

I was able to use a phone at
a gas station to call the firm.

They've chartered a helicopter
to pick us up in a hippy-free field

a half mile down the road.

I'm going to stay, actually.

What, in a traffic jam?

No, Allison and her friends
are walking to the festival.

It's 35 miles away.

Have you ingested something?

You know, in the last few days,

I have begun registering
for night classes.

And in six years
I will be a lawyer.

In the meantime, I can
keep my job with Herb,

and I can keep my
slot in the carpool.

When did my dreams get so small?

They're not small.
They're reasonable.

Dreams aren't supposed
to be reasonable.

They're supposed
to be outlandish.

Dangerous.

Like burning a flag and not
knowing if you're a hero or a felon.

Or walking 35 miles,

even if you don't know what
you'll find when you get there.

Even if all you find is rain.

Come with me.

In half a mile, you're gonna
change your mind. I'll be here waiting.

Well, don't wait too long.

What about your things?

I have everything I need.

Has Bill been in yet today?

I haven't seen him.

It's not unusual though for
Dr. Bill to come in late on Fridays.

Why is that? AA.

What?

There's an AA meeting at
the Baptist Church on Hickston.

Right.

Good morning.

How is she?

She's tired.

Some cramping.

Otherwise, I think
she's going to be okay.

Art.

I'm so sorry.

I didn't know who else to ask.

No, no, I'm...

You did the right thing.

You can come to me with
anything, you know that.

I'm not gonna lecture you
or try to talk you out of it.

I'm sure this is not a decision
you've arrived at lightly.

You can tell them
I've referred you.

Thank you.

I know you and Art...

That you have an
unconventional set-up.

I'm just saying I understand why

you might be
hesitant to raise a child

when the parentage
is in question.

It isn't in question, actually.

So you know who the father is?

It's Art.

I'm very careful
about these things.

I used condoms
with everyone else.

A few weeks ago, though,
I woke up in the morning

and realized I hadn't worn my
diaphragm with Art the night before.

But I don't understand.

I remember you
telling me how keen

Art was to start a family as
soon as you were married.

What happened?

Nothing.

Art is as keen as ever.

Then why wouldn't you keep it?

I never wanted to get married.

He did and I agreed.

And I knew that
this was just a ring.

It can be put on and taken off

100 times a day, it
doesn't mean anything.

It's not that I even want
to leave him, I don't. I just...

I need to know that I can.

I need to know that
there's a door leading out,

even if I never go.

And a baby...

closes that door forever.

A baby means that
I can never leave.

I was hoping I could
sit in on a meeting,

see what it's all about.

It just ended 10 minutes ago.

Good night.

Good night. Good night.

So what happens here exactly?

In these meetings?

Uh...

Well...

First of all...

We go through the steps. It's
fine, I can finish up. Good night.

And then, uh...

You know, if someone's new, we
encourage them to introduce themselves.

Yes. "My name is Virginia,
and I'm an alcoholic."

I saw that in Days
of Wine and Roses.

I'm not an alcoholic, though.

But for a long time I
thought I was addicted.

To...

Well, to you.

I am not your addiction, Bill.

No, I know that now.

I've lived in a dark place

for a long time.

And, uh, I don't want
to live there anymore.

And to be completely
honest with you, Virginia,

I don't know if you're
the way out of that place,

or if being with you is just
another way for me to stay in it.

You're scared.

Yeah.

Just so you know,
Bill, I'm scared too.

Is it so bad that
we're scared together?

We've always just leapt into
the unknown, the work, sex...

We've been open to trying
almost anything, really.

The only thing we
haven't tried is just being.

Waking up together
and having breakfast.

Watching the news at 6:00.

Discussing, I don't know,
whether or not to get a dog.

A dog?

A dog. I know. From a woman
terrified of being a housewife.

Having a dog means
having a life together.

And having a life
together means being all in.

Both of us.

For better or for worse.

In good times or in bad.

Sickness or health.

For richer or poorer.

Till death do us part.