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Can I get anyone more pie or more coffee?

Oh, no thanks. I'm gonna have to run 6 miles in the morning, as it is.

I'll have another cup, thanks.

So, Chris, what brought you from Australia to L.A...?

Work. I'm the senior vice president

of a chain of international department stores.

My CEO sent me here to develop a new line of junior wear.

I was doing the rounds of designers

when, lucky for us, I met Jane.

So how much credit do you take

for discovering Jane Mancini Designs?

None. Jane had already made a name for herself with her talent.

Chris is just being modest.

My business wouldn't be nearly this successful without him.

You gonna be as famous as Donna Karan.

I'm a designer, too, you know.

I'm not just working for Jane

to satisfy some silly court order probation.

And to think your talents might have been wasted

making license plates in some women's prison.

Ahh.

We, uh, both know where your real talents lie,

don't we, Syd?

You haven't said a word in 20 minutes.

Did reed's parents contact you again?

No.

This is a terrible thing to say,

but I'm not sure

I can afford to keep this baby.

I don't have any health insurance.

If I have to fight Mr. and Mrs. Carter through court,

it's gonna wipe out my savings.

To make matters worse...

Word's gotten around that I'm pregnant.

Firms that usually hire me,

they're not returning any of my calls.

It's not terrible.

You're just being practical.

I didn't mean to eavesdrop,

but, um, Jane and I are doing a winter catalog.

Can you shoot 20 set-ups in a day?

Sure.

Great idea.

We'd be lucky to get you, Jo.

Chris, I don't know what to say.

Thanks.

This is so nice of you.

Are you all right?

No, I'm not.

Look, I don't want to burst your bubble,

but, Jane... your boyfriend is a sleaze bag.

Good night, Sydney.

Jane, I'm telling you the truth this time.

The guy has been threatening me.

He said if I breathed a word of it,

he'd talk you into sending me back to the cuckoo's nest.

He propositioned me.

Would you stop it.

I'm not gonna let you ruin this relationship.

Jane, I'm only telling you this because I love you.

Well, then stop loving me so much.

You know, one of these days, Jane,

you're going to be sorry you chose Chris

over your own flesh and blood.

Sydney, wait up.

I'm late for work.

It's about your old apartment.

I need you to move your stuff out of the storage locker.

What am I supposed to do with it?

You blackmailed your sister's ex-husband

into marrying you,

framed her for attempted murder,

ran a call girl ring.

I'm sure you'll figure out something.

Amanda...

what if I rented the apartment again?

If you resolve your financial situation,

if the judge O.K.'s it,

and if the person who's coming by later this afternoon doesn't rent it,

maybe we can discuss it.

What's with her?

Only her psychiatrist knows for sure.

Um, you free for lunch?

Maybe. Why?

Amanda, we're still friends.

That's never changed. Just say yes.

I already made this presentation once.

I put a lot of work into it.

At least you could have done was be at the meeting.

You're silent partner, Michael, not an invisible one.

Tell it to my ex-wife

and the guy with the phony accent

who puts a smile on her face.

What you saying... that Chris and Jane

didn't inform you of the meeting?

Yeah, the nerve of some people.

Jane wouldn't even show Michael the ads.

He is, after all, 50-50 partner in Mancini Designs.

Which means that DD can't move forward

until I sign off.

I'm aware of the terms of your contract, Michael.

Or have you forgotten I'm the one who negotiated your deal?

Forget? I'm forever in your debt, Amanda.

Good. Then DD has your approval?

Oh no. I got a couple of changes to suggest.

How about you, hon?

Oh, I think I'll have to kick it around a bit.

I know what I'd like to kick around.

I'll be in touch, Amanda.

Goodbye.

Attractive.

Intelligent looking.

Upscale. Who are they?

Oh! The doctors Frankenstein.

Oh.

Well, they're perfect.

Are they married?

Engaged. Perfect for what?

One of those, um, series of lifestyle ads

that DD is doing for Factor's Gourmet Coffee.

Your real people at home...

drinking Factor's Coffee.

Copy...

"Only one thing tastes better than success."

I wouldn't buy a used car from them,

let alone coffee beans.

Amanda...

to be perfectly blunt with you,

your star has fallen in the past few months.

Now, there was a lot of negative publicity

due to the sexual harassment suit.

Bruce, I was totally exonerated.

And thanks to Billy Campbell, um...

Alison got most of the credit

for bringing in the escapade account.

I see. So, in other words,

deliver them or else.

Just make it work, Amanda...

for both our sakes.

Well... looks like our receptionist

has pulled another of her famous disappearing acts.

Maybe I can I help you?

I'm waiting for Alison parker?

Alison's at the dentist's.

You must be here for the secretarial position.

I'm Billy Campbell. Susan Madsen.

Hi... I work with Alison.

Lucky Alison.

Oh!

Quelle surprise, mademoiselle!

I don't believe this!

I wasn't expecting you till tonight!

Billy, this is Susan Madsen, my roommate from college?

She's been training the last year

at the Cordon Bleu in Paris.

So you're here for a visit?

No, actually, I'm moving to Santa Barbara

I'm going to be the chef at a new restaurant.

Congratulations.

Uh... come on. Let me show you around.

Nice meeting you, Billy.

Amanda.

If Jane sent you here to make peace...

Let's get one thing straight.

I'm nobody's go-between.

DD is doing a series of lifestyle ads

with real people for Factor's Coffee...

Young, urban professionals on their way up.

It suddenly occurred to me after you left the office

that you would be the perfect models for our next ad.

You want us to model for an advertisement.

The idea behind the campaign is to capture couples as they really are.

So you might have to do a little acting

to cover up the rough spots.

How much time would we have to commit?

Michael and I have very demanding schedules.

Oh, not that demanding, sweetheart.

How much do we get paid?

$5,000 apiece.

The ad would be shot on a Saturday at your beach house,

and a writer would be there to interview you.

And what's in it for you?

The joy of seeing two friends get their moment in the spotlight.

And, of course, you'd sign off on Jane 's ad campaign.

Hmm.

Do we have ourselves a deal?

I think you just bought yourself two models.

Great. I'll call and arrange details.

Michael, this smacks of self-promotion.

You know the hospital's policy.

So? I'll talk to our new chief of staff.

Well... he really doesn't like you that much.

Yeah.

Yeah, I just came by to see

how our new chief of staff was adjusting.

Is that you and Charles Barkley?

Dr. Mancini if you don't have enough patients,

I can revise your duty roster.

Oh, no, sir. I'm very busy.

But if you need me to carry a heavier load,

well, you just say the word.

Ahem.

What do you want, doctor?

You know...

I want to let you know...

as a courtesy...

that Kimberly and I... Dr. Shaw and myself...

Have been asked to appear in a magazine ad.

You know, successful, young urban professionals

on the fast track.

What kind of coffee can the poor slobs out there drink

in order to be just like us?

You're kidding.

Oh, no. I'm very photogenic.

No doctor at this hospital

is going to be that crassly commercial.

Well.

Like I said...

this is a courtesy visit.

You really can't tell me what to do when I'm not on duty.

Dr. Mancini.

As a resident,

you're on duty 24 hours a day.

You eat, you live, and you breathe Wilshire Memorial.

Now, those are my rules.

Play by them... or find another sandbox.

So. What'd you want to talk to me about?

Little gift from the FBI

for helping them capture Brittany Maddox.

$50,000 is hardly a little gift.

Well, she turned out to be a pretty big fish.

Amanda, I need some investment advice.

I want to play it smart this time.

I'd like to turn this into some real security,

and I don't know anyone who's smarter about money than you.

Huh. Finally he pays me a compliment.

Well, I say do what I do...

Get into real estate.

I have to work. I can't just sit around collecting rent checks.

You know people. Build on that.

Buy a restaurant or a club.

It's a little more speculative.

I don't know anything about running a restaurant.

Jake, you can hire accountants to balance the books,

a manager to run the day-to-day operations.

I hear shooters is for sale.

What time is it?

I didn't realize it was so late.

Late? You just got here.

Well, I figured lunch wouldn't go well,

so I scheduled a 1:00 meeting.

Oh... and I was supposed to get this to Jane 's office.

Jake, I did you a favor. Now could you do this for me?

Thank you.

See you.

Like this place?

Oh, I love it. I love it.

O.K.

Hi.

Mind if I join you?

Billy.

Sure. Pull up a chair.

Did you follow us?

I don't believe you... I eat in this park all the time.

I brought the Mersol Software file for me to read.

On second thought, I think I'll find my own bench.

Have a nice lunch.

What am I missing?

It's Billy.

Billy Billy.

The ex-fianc?.

The one I left at the altar.

I didn't know you two worked together.

Boy, have I got a lot to tell you.

Look, whatever you're going to do to me, just do it

and get it over with, O.K...?

A bit paranoid, aren't we, Sydney?

What's it gonna be today... You gonna talk dirty to me?

You going to get me in a lip lock?

You were 10 minutes late for work this morning.

Being tardy is becoming another of your bad habits.

I'll make up the 10 minutes

at the end of the day.

Satisfied? Or do you want my firstborn, too?

Hello?

Uh... I got a delivery here from Amanda Woodward

for, uh, Jane Mancini.

Great bottom end, huh?

Guys used to pay a lot of money for that.

Wouldn't you? Excuse me?

I hired the bitch on a work release program,

but I've had a change of heart.

Thinking about taking it out in trade.

Give me that. I'll make sure she gets it.

Uh, thanks. I'm not a messenger.

I'm a friend of Jane 's...

and Sydney's.

Morning, Jo.

My!

A guy gets $50,000 from the FBI,

and all of a sudden, he's wearing a tie.

I got a meeting downtown.

Do I get details?

If the plans work out,

you'll be one of the first to know.

I can live with that.

We missed you at Jane's party.

She's got a great new guy in her life. Chris?

Great? That guy's a creep.

How would you know?

I dropped something off at Jane's office yesterday.

He mistakes me for a delivery boy,

then makes a point of telling me what a great ass Sydney's got

and that she used to be a prostitute.

Jake, with her history, she's a walking target.

Then he tells me he's thinking

about taking out her salary in trade.

Maybe you misunderstood him.

I understood perfectly. Jane should make tracks as fast as she can.

Listen, we have been over this before,

and we always run into the same problem.

I can't help it.

Everything is going right.

Yeah, I've tried that.

Let me get back to you as soon as I have

those numbers in front of me, would you?

Someone rather extraordinary just walked into my office.

I'm peter burns.

Amanda Woodward,

vice president of DD advertising.

We represent Factor's Coffee.

Coffee.

Right.

I assume you're here

to discuss the modeling career

of one Dr. Mancini and Dr. Shaw.

If this is a waste of both of our time, say the word.

I mean, If your decision about them in the ad is firm...

No, no. No, please.

I'm a very reasonable man, miss...

Woodward.

Change my mind.

Face it. You doctors

are about as well liked today as lawyers.

The average person is cynical about health care.

They believe that anyone with an M.D. after their name

lives in a mansion and plays golf on Wednesdays.

Is there a Mr. Woodward?

No.

By allowing Kimberly and Michael

to appear in the ad, you would be helping

de-mystify the medical profession,

not to mention all the free publicity for Wilshire memorial.

Would you like to have dinner with me tomorrow night?

Have I changed your mind?

Doctors Mancini and Shaw have my blessing.

Good.

Dinner?

You're kind of arrogant,

even for a surgeon.

Is there a Mrs. Burns?

Yes.

Hmm.

My mother.

I'll let you know about dinner.

Perfect. Great. O.K.

Yeah, that's it.

Ice. Give me ice.

There you go. O.K.

Strong. Right in here. Right...

beautiful, beautiful.

O.K., um... go change

into the anorak and the gray leggings while we reload, O.K...?

O.K. Thanks.

Hey. How's it going?

Great. These clothes are so beautiful.

I only have to make sure there's film in the camera.

Thanks. I couldn't have done it without Chris.

Guess it's pretty obvious how I feel about him.

Yeah.

Jane...

Never mind.

What?

No, I shouldn't say anything.

What? Come on, Jo.

Well... it's just that Jake said the weirdest thing...

that he overheard Chris

making obscene comments about Sydney...

about her last profession...

and...

that he was thinking of taking out her salary in trade.

Jo, give me a little credit.

You know how nice Chris is. He gave you this job.

I think... Chris is terrific.

I can't imagine him doing anything so out of character.

Well, I don't believe a word of it.

I wasn't there. I don't know what happened.

If I were you, I would trust your heart.

Well, my heart tells me that this is a misunderstanding.

I know it is.

Billy.

I'm trying out a new recipe.

I need an honest opinion.

What is it... animal, vegetable, or none of the above?

Pigeonneaux a la moelle.

My French is a little rusty.

Mmm.

Delicious...

even if it is pigeon.

Your French is a lot rusty. It's squab.

It needs more tarragon. Come on.

I can't go in here.

I'd be invading Alison 's space.

Alison won't mind. Besides, she's still at work.

What's in the boxes?

I bought some equipment in France for the restaurant...

Copper pots, SABATIER Lion knives.

Well, where's the stove?

Um... you left some things.

Alison was going to drop them off.

Oh.

Gave this to Alison for her birthday.

It was the first song we ever danced to.

Hi.

Hey. Billy was being my guinea pig.

Actually, I was just leaving.

See you got your stuff.

It was a gift. Belongs to you.

Can't win with him.

Martini?

No, thanks.

You don't mind if I have one, do you?

Is that what Jake said?

Well, Jane, at least let me explain what really happened.

Of course. I know there's an explanation.

Here. Have my jacket.

Thank you.

Jake walked in on something between Sydney and myself.

I can understand how he might have misconstrued it.

I was, uh, chewing Sydney out about being habitually tardy.

She told me to stuff it.

I told her I was prepared to dock her pay,

then she suggests that I take it out in trade,

amongst other things.

It's always Sydney.

Whenever anything goes wrong, she's the source.

Jake had his share in it as well.

He, uh... he's the one that brought up her past.

If you ask me, he seemed to be turned on by it.

Look, Jane...

I don't presume to lecture you about your sister,

but I care about you more than you know.

Maybe Sydney should move out of your flat

and get a job working somewhere else.

All you seem to do is give and give.

As soon as you put your hand out, she just bites it off.

I just keep hoping I can find some way to help her.

Has it occurred to you that she needs professional help?

No. I... I can't stand by

and watch them send her back to that sanitarium.

You might be doing her a favor...

and it would lift that dark cloud

that's been hanging over our relationship.

Just promise me one thing.

You'll think about it.

What... what are we doing here?

Hello. Hey, there he is.

Hey, we got your message. What's up?

Can't a guy buy his friends a drink? Anytime.

Three beers and a mineral water for the mother-to-be.

Coming right up, Mr. Hanson.

Mr. Hanson? What's that about?

Don't tell me. You did it? Did what?

Not only did I do it, but I stole it.

You did what? Stole what?

I bought shooters.

You own this place?

Well, isn't anyone going to propose a toast?

Congratulations!

Jane. You're just in time. Want a drink?

No, thanks.

Jo told me what you said about Chris, Jake.

You're so quick to jump to the wrong conclusion.

I know what I heard.

No you know what you think you heard.

Sydney's good.

She is so good at turning things inside out.

You see that beer... She can convince you that it's champagne.

She used you, Jake.

She's been trying to destroy my relationship with Chris,

and it hasn't worked and now she's recruited you.

Jane, if you don't want to believe the guy's a jerk that's your business.

You've all seen it... You know what she's capable of.

Jake, if you're my friend, if you care about me, please stay out of it.

I'd like to do that, but you've made that impossible.

Fine. Then pick a side, Jake. It's her or me.

I'm sick of you, Sydney. Sick!

Jane I'm really into this movie.

Could we just save this little blowup

until after the commercial?

After everything you've done to ruin my life,

I must've been out of my mind to let you back into my home.

You've tried to seduce my boyfriend.

You've used my friends against me. What's next, Sydney?

Are you gonna drug Chris and marry him like you married Michael?

If this is about Jake I had nothing to do with what he told Jo, honest.

I've taken all I'm gonna take.

I want you out by the end of the week.

Where am I gonna go, Jane, I'm on probation.

For all I care, you can rot in jail for the rest of your life.

And by the way, don't bother coming to work on Monday. You're fired.

I don't know. Maybe I should be in a lab coat.

I could be carrying a stethoscope.

Personally, I think you look great.

What do you think, Jo?

Oh, I think Michael looks...

Who cares what she thinks? No offense, Jo.

No offense taken, Michael.

Hey. Hey.

What's with the dog?

Aren't you sweet.

Couples who live at the beach usually have pets,

so I rented him for the day.

Make sure he doesn't get sand in the house.

Lucky for you you didn't become a veterinarian.

Amanda!

Oh, he is very handsome.

Keep your paws off. I saw him first.

What do you know? Looks like we played matchmaker.

Uhhh! Damn!

I hope you never get mad at me.

My van, which made it all the way from Boston to L.A.,

picks today of all days to break down.

I've got to be in Santa Barbara in a few hours.

Well, I'm pretty inept about this kind of stuff,

but I know a great mechanic and he lives in the building.

It's not that simple. The starter's dead.

For every problem, there's a solution.

You could call the owner of the restaurant

and tell him your your having car troubles.

No, I've already tried that.

The phone's not in service yet.

I can't believe this is happening.

All right, no problem. I'll drive you.

If Susan needs to be driven anywhere, I'll do the driving.

Alison, you are dreaming if you think your car is going to get

to Santa Barbara and back.

For your information I just had it serviced.

It's in perfect condition.

Give me a break.

That thing's been running on a wing and a prayer

since the day you bought it.

Guys, guys, I can always take the bus.

No. No.

Come on. I'm the one with the new car.

I'm gonna go get changed.

Every former mental patient who sits in that chair

thinks there's a plot against him.

Yeah, well, they're crazy.

This guy... Chris... Wants to hurt me,

uh, psychologically and physically.

Sydney, now that you don't have a job or an apartment...

Wait. I have proof.

Chris made X-rated comments about me to this guy

who lives in Jane 's apartment building... Jake Hanson?

Jane doesn't believe him either,

but maybe if you talked to him...

I think you've wasted enough of my time.

Wasted your time. I'm telling the truth!

Well, there's your truth...

and then the truth that Chris Marchette told me.

He's been here?

Yes. And word for word, he told me

exactly what you'd say in your own defense.

And you're going to believe him over me?

As he explained it his company

has invested a substantial amount of money in your sister's business.

Technically, he's your boss.

Sydney, I'm recommending that you be reinstitutionalized.

You're sending me back to that hellhole?

No way, I won't go!

The paperwork should take a few days.

It's Saturday. Think about it till Monday.

I'll be in touch.

I love your car.

My favorite model is the '66 Duetto Boat Tail.

You know your alphas.

I fell in love with them

when I saw The Graduate.

Dustin Hoffman in his Duetto

driving up the coast for the woman he loves.

I can't believe they only made that model for three years.

It's a rare woman who understands the relationship

between a man and his automobile.

Yeah. Can I help you?

Yes, hi, Mr. Mcdermott,

I'm Susan Madsen your new chef.

Uh, Susan. Right.

This space is terrific... I can't wait to see the kitchen.

There's a problem, isn't there?

Yeah. Yeah, there's a problem.

Backers pulled out... we're not gonna be able to open.

I thought that maybe a fire or an earthquake

would destroy the restaurant.

I just never thought that an investor would pull out.

I've got no van. I've got no job.

I've got no place to live.

I have an idea.

Why don't you move in with me?

Come on. It'll be fun.

Just like old times.

There are plenty of restaurants in L.A.

Yeah, I think it's a terrific idea.

Oh, I don't know. Live in L.A...?

It's not like you got to make a decision

right this minute.

Billy's right. Just think about it.

Now that that's settled, I'm starving.

So let's get some lunch? It's on me.

Actually, um... maybe we'll skip lunch.

I was thinking Susan and I should take the train back.

Why?

Look, the truth is,

your car wasn't built for three people.

I haven't had any time alone with Susan since we arrived,

and... she's my friend.

So... thank you for the ride up,

and we'll get back on our own.

I'm going to go call the train station and check the schedule.

Well, that's...

par for the course for Alison these days.

You still love her?

I'll always care about her.

But she's made up her mind.

It's easier for her to start over than try again.

It's for the best.

And you know what? I'm going to start over again, too.

Thank you.

Ahem.

Have I told you in the last five minutes

that I think you are the most beautiful woman in the room?

Um, let's talk about you for a change.

What's it like to run a hospital?

Mmm. It has its moments.

I've inherited quite a mess here, haven't it?

I think the first order of business is a little housecleaning

starting with the residence program.

Heads'll be flying so fast around that hospital,

it could look like a bowling alley.

What about Michael and Kimberly?

They're underhanded, manipulating, and not very clever covering it.

And... flaunting their not-so-rich- and-famous lifestyle

in a magazine...

I'm not sure that helps their position.

Your eyes are amazing.

Would you stop that?

I can't help myself.

So, um...

tell me, doctor, how does it feel

to hold that power over people?

Well, you tell me, Amanda.

I'm putting the ball in your court.

Should I fire Dr. Mancini?

Dr. Shaw? Both of them?

You mean if I said, "Go ahead, fire their ass," you would.

Just like that.

Just like that.

Why?

Why not?

Besides...

I'm under your spell.

I'm in the mood to do...

basically anything you say.

To Michael and Kimberly.

Qu? ser?, ser?.

I'll have a draft.

Hey. I hear congratulations are in order.

Yeah. Thanks.

I heard what you told Jane about Chris.

That guy really is a slime.

You got that right.

Of course, no one else believes me.

Not even my own sister.

She fired my ass and threw me out.

She's been totally brainwashed by the guy, if you ask me.

It's like she's a refugee from... Waco.

And I'm probably enjoying my last weekend of freedom.

How's that?

Well, according to my probation officer,

without a job, the court is forced

to send me back to the loony bin.

You know, I've been trying to change...

make amends.

Maybe it's bad karma.

Maybe I'm just a bad person.

You think I'm a rotten person, don't you?

No. I can kind of relate to what you're saying.

You can?

A lot of bad things

have been happening to me lately, too.

I don't really know you,

but maybe you and I never learned to play the game...

hide our feelings.

People don't like honesty.

Never thought of it that way.

My life may be pathetic now,

but the thought of going back to that... human zoo...

I won't last a week. I'd rather kill myself.

What's this?

It's a rag. Start wiping down the tables.

I'm short one waitress. Job is yours if you want it.

You'd sign my work release papers and everything?

Sure.

Oh, Jake, thank you.

Thank you.

Oh, thank you.

I'll be the best waitress you ever had.

So after all that happened with your father,

why push Billy away, of all people?

I didn't push him away.

I left him at the altar.

He was waiting for you when you got back,

so what's going on?

Are you afraid to be with him

because of what your father did to you?

I don't want to talk about this.

Maybe you need to talk about it.

I'm just having trouble dealing with this right now.

I don't feel safe.

Safe... with Billy?

Safe with anyone I know and trust.

I just... I don't want any kind of intimacy right now.

Look, I'm going to be late for work.

Alison, talk to him.

Let him help you deal with this.

I don't need his help.

Billy is a terrific guy, and I know you like him,

but... Susan, if you do decide to move in,

I think it's best that we don't become the three musketeers.

Here. These belong to you.

Those are the keys to my old apartment.

You're letting me move back in?

I don't believe it, Amanda... Thanks.

Don't thank me. Your knight in shining armor

rented it for you. Chris Marchette. Jane's new boyfriend.

No way. Forget it. I'm not taking anything from that creep.

The thought of him makes me want to puke.

And I suppose the thought of living

in some dirty, cockroach-infested walkup on sunset doesn't?

Anyway, he's doing it to keep Jane happy.

You're right. I do have to be practical.

But as god is my witness,

I'm gonna pay Chris back for every last cent.

Whatever you say, Scarlett.

You know, Amanda and I go way back.

I used to live with her.

I mean, she was my landlord.

I was married, of course. I never had the opportunity to date her.

But you son of a gun, I want details.

Dr. Mancini, I'm not here to share locker room stories with you.

And I personally find your comments sexist and demeaning to women.

I'm sorry last night didn't live up to your expectations.

Don't take it out on me.

You don't get it, doctor.

Sure. First dates can be a real downer.

I'd give her another shot. Then if you don't score...

Who do you think you're talking to? I'm the chief of staff

in this hospital... not your fraternity brother.

As of right now, all residents are up for review.

Therefore I suggest You and Dr. Shaw either shape up or, trust me,

you'll be shipping out.

Alison's working late, you have to eat,

and I know a great sushi place down the street.

I would love to, Billy, but I can't.

I'm taking Alison up on her offer. I'm moving in.

Oh...

So how about tomorrow night?

Billy, Alison is my best friend.

I got it.

Thanks.

Susan, I like you.

I think you like me, too.

It doesn't matter. It's not going to happen.

O.K.

But tell me this.

What if we'd met in some caf? in Boston or on 5th avenue?

Or in that park in Santa Barbara?

Just two strangers. Would you have dinner with me then?

I'm sorry we didn't meet that way.

Big crowd in here tonight.

Somehow, I don't think that'll be a problem,

filling this place.

But you did make your first managerial error...

hiring Sydney.

Jo.

Somebody's got to believe in her.

She has a family... probation officer. That's their job.

Everybody deserves a second chance.

Fine. I said my piece. It's your funeral.

Well. I closed the place down.

Not bad for a pregnant lady.

But it's late. You want to walk me home?

Yeah. Syd? Could you, um, close up for me?

Be glad to.

Keys are on the table. Come on.

Jake.

Thanks for trusting me.

Mmm.

Yeah. I'll see you tomorrow.

Whatever I wanted to say to you

Went wrong and now

The days go forever before

Jake?

Jake, is that you?

Chris. What the hell are you doing here?

I got your message.

It's a little late to be returning it.

I want to pay you back for the money you advanced on my rents.

I've no clue why you did it, since we're not exactly on good terms,

but we'll work out a payment schedule.

Why don't you start paying me back now?

That's kind of impossible since I don't get paid till the end of next week.

I'm not interested in money.

What are you doing? Stop it!

Aah!

Oh!

Sydney.

Sydney, everything's going to work out

for the two of us. You'll see.

I've decided to marry Jane.

That'll make me your brother-in-law.

Then I'll have everything I ever wanted...

A mother for my children and a whore just for me.

Bye-bye, Syd.

I'll, uh...

see you soon.

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