All language subtitles for Melrose Place s03e21 St. Valentines Day Massacre.eng

Morning, Sydney.

I trust you had
a peaceful night.

I could have died in there.

Don't give me that
much credit, Sydney.

You control your life.

You allowed this to happen.

I provided options.

You made the decision not
to write the letter.

It's a very
difficult road, Sydney,

no matter which
direction you pick.

Pick?

You mean, I can go?

That's your option.

But, I won't help you to leave.

I've invested much too much
effort on your behalf.

Has anyone ever done it?

I mean, changed their
mind about staying?

No, no, no.

No, everyone else here
has embraced

their special time on retreat.

Maybe I'm just
not strong enough.

Sydney, you wouldn't be
here if you didn't have

incredible inner strength.

Your life in Los Angeles
was dreadful,

but it was familiar.

It's very difficult to
leave a comfortable place,

even if it is hell.

It takes great courage.

I never thought of it that way.

Sometimes you
make things so clear.

Well, that's because
you're willing to listen.

So, what's it gonna be?

A long walk into
the desolate unknown?

Or breakfast?

Okay, breakfast.

Okay.

How about 3:00, Larry?

Great, I'll see you then.

You decent?

That's a matter of opinion.

Well, look at this
lovely accessory.

It'll look stunning
with your gown.

Could you make it
work any faster?

I have an 11:30 meeting.

You better cancel it.

You're not gonna feel like
doing anything for a few hours.

Michael, you said this was
an outpatient procedure.

I plan to stick to it.

Amanda, you're not
having a cavity filled.

This is chemotherapy.

Slow down, the room's paid for.

I want the rest of my
treatments scheduled

first thing in the morning,
that'll give me time

to get my act
together before work.

Look, don't push so hard.

These are intense procedures.

Your body needs time
to recuperate.

Michael, I'm fine.

Worry about your patients
with real problems.

Okay, humor me, promise you'll
call if you need anything.

You do your job, I'll do mine.

Bob McGovern, please.
It's Amanda Woodward.

Hi. Hi, do you have a minute?

Yeah, come on in.

Thanks.

Have you talked
to Sydney lately?

We had a fight a couple of days ago.
Does that count?

Did she say anything strange?

She jabbered some nonsense about
me not carrying my own weight

and that she was gonna
go to a resort

with a bunch of friends of hers.

They're not friends.

I think Rikki got her
hooked into a cult.

Did she ever mention a man
named Martin Abbott to you?

About 60 times.

She talked about him
like he was a god.

Syd's probation officer
ran a check on him.

The cult information hotline

lists him as
extremely destructive.

Ah, come on, Sydney's
missing a few bricks,

but she's too smart to
fall for that line of crap.

Cults prey on vulnerability.

Syd's a perfect target.

She might be a liar,
but she's no thief,

and she cares too much about
material things to destroy them.

You don't think
she trashed my bar?

I don't know, but
if Sydney didn't do it,

someone set her up.

I'm gonna call and see if maybe

they can tell me where she went.

Let me know if you find
anything out, all right?

Thanks.

Oh, boy.

Can I get my messages?

Hey, Matt.

John, what are you doing here?

I got a stabbing
victim in surgery.

I had some time, so I
figured I'd roam the halls.

In search of?

Dinner partner? There's a great

new seafood place
over on La Cienega.

Actually, I'll probably be
eating dinner at my desk.

We're changing over
the computer programs.

I'm running damage
control all night.

Well, didn't hurt to ask.

I'll see you around, right?

Sure.

Valentine's is two
days away, and already

the flowers are coming in.

Well, I guess that's something we
don't have to worry about this year.

Sorry, but I think
Valentine's Day ranks

as the dumbest
holiday of all time.

It's also completely
discriminatory.

If you're not part of a
couple, you don't count,

even though it was nice
feeling special for a day.

So, what are we looking at here?

I know this sounds crazy,

but what if we got
something for Amanda?

Flowers might lift her spirits.

I have a friend
who has a flower shop.

We can go there tomorrow.

Bob McGovern says you
submitted material

directly to him.

He wanted to check the artwork.

But I haven't approved the copy.

As much as you like
to think you run D&D,

nothing leaves this office
without my authorization.

You're right, Amanda. I'm sorry.

Listen, I was just gonna
go get a cup of tea,

maybe I can bring
one for you, too?

No sugar, right?

I should have known.

Get in my office now,
both of you.

I can't believe
you did this to me.

You told her, didn't you?

Told me what?

Oh, cancel the dog
and pony show, Alison,

it's a pathetic act.

You told her I have Hodgkin's.

I had to, Amanda.

We've been busting our
butts around here

picking up the slack.

Slack?

Yeah, every time you
go to the doctor,

it takes three hours.

I mean, things are backing up.

We're just trying to help.

Well, you can't.

There is no way you can
manage this entire company

and still take the time that
you need to get better.

Please, Billy, I can't stomach
your trite wisdoms today.

Amanda, slam us all you want,

but we're still falling
behind schedule.

It's not a crime to admit
that you need some help.

We're all on the
same team, trust us.

I trusted you to keep a secret,
look where that got me.

You can't fill my shoes, so don't
get any ideas about taking over.

Amanda, we're not.

That's right, you're not,
you're not covering for me,

and you're not making decisions.

It must remain business
as usual,

or we're all be out of work.

Go on, get out of here.

Watch Martin. He's so focused.

I brought you lunch.

Thanks.

Would you like to try?

Oh, no, I can barely

shoot a rubber band
across the room.

Oh, I think you'd be
very good at this.

You have a good eye, a
good sense of stability.

Huh, sling that one
by my sister.

Pick out a weapon.

Martin, really...

Look inside the
shack and find a gun

that feels comfortable
in your hand.

No way.

There were so many.

Well, most were turned
in by members.

We keep them around for defense.

Do you ever use them?

Well, just the sight
of them sends most people

minding their own business.

I didn't know
what bullets to pick.

The ammunition's already inside.

I mean, what good
is an unloaded weapon?

Okay, now, after you fire,

you'll feel the gun kick back.

Now, don't anticipate it,
all right?

Just keep focused
on your target.

You ever lined up
a gun sight before?

Only at carnivals.

Close enough.

All right, find your
target, clear your mind.

Now, just don't
think of anything,

except what I'm saying to you.

Focus.

That's it. Relax.

Now, just think the bullet
to your target.

Yeah! Ha-ha!

Way to go, Syd! I hit it!

You blew it to smithereens.

That's because the thought of
missing never entered your mind.

Now, that's the power,
Sydney. Amazing, isn't it?

Get her some more
ammunition, Rikki.

That was like calling
the Twilight Zone.

The woman even called
the retreat a compound.

It'll take us nine hours
to get to Tucson.

I gotta open the bar up
tomorrow morning at 10:00.

We can leave after that.

Oh, things with Sydney are
always such an adventure.

I don't know whether to pack
a suitcase or a pair of shoes.

Sounds like a great job.

I mean, "L.A. Monthly"
is a terrific paper.

Yeah, but the deeper
you go underground,

the less you get paid.

But that's okay, I can
still promote my work.

Excuse me, is Matt
Fielding around?

Right there.

Thanks.

Hey, Matt.

Looks like you got off
work a little early, huh?

Yeah. How'd you find me?

You told me about the
place, remember?

I figured since I
didn't have a date,

I'd come check it out.

But, uh, I don't
want to intrude.

No, pull up a chair.

Thanks.

Jo, this is John.

He's the police officer who
helped me after my mugging.

And Jo was just telling
me about her new job.

Yeah, "L.A. Monthly" wants
me to do a feature photo

on the Los Angeles night
life, the real night life.

Down and dirty, huh?

Yeah.

Well, no offense,
but you can't get

the pictures that
you want on your own.

Excuse me?

It's not personal,
it's the streets.

I mean, you won't
get two feet inside

the territory you need to cover.

You're white, you're female,
and, as far as I can see,

you don't have any
tattoos or gang symbols.

I tell you what,
luckily, I am the best

tour guide on the city payroll.

Why don't you come ride
along with me on my shift?

Really? Yeah.

Oh, God, that would be great!

Sounds dangerous to me.

She'd be a lot safer with a cop
than she would be on her own.

I promise I'll take
good care of her.

Excuse me, um, two more beers,

and whatever she's
drinking, on me.

Sure.

Mmm, just once I'd
like to celebrate

the holiday on
the actual holiday.

Well, at least we're
both on the schedule

for Valentine's,
we'll be together.

Mmm.

I think I'll wear my new
present under my greens.

You do, and you won't
be wearing it for long.

Oh, come on, don't answer it.

Oh, I'm waiting for lab results.

Hello?

Kimberly? It's Amanda.

I need to talk to Michael.

Sorry, Amanda, he's
busy, call back...

Amanda? Give me that.

What is it?

I don't know,
I'm as sick as a dog.

It's been going on for hours.

Michael, I'm really scared.

I'll be there in 20 minutes.

Since when do you
make house calls?

Since I have a friend
who's very ill.

Please, Michael, you
don't have friends.

Gee, I wonder why?
Don't start with me, Kim.

She's my patient,
stay out of it.

Lemon-lime soda, soda crackers,

and five doses of Compazine,

the nausea pills you said
you wouldn't be needing.

I have always been strong.

It's just this,
I can't deal with.

You have to, there's nothing
listed in the options column.

Amanda, we can ease
your pain physically,

but mentally, you can't keep
denying you're sick.

You think I don't know that?
I wanna get better,

but I'm just not gonna
give up everything else.

You don't have
to prove anything.

Taking nausea pills 'cause you're
sick is not a sign of weakness.

And resting after chemo
is not lazy, it's smart.

Well, you have
everything you need now,

so, I guess I better be going.

Do you have to?

Um, can't you just stay
for a little while

till I fall asleep?

Sure.

We won't make it before dark.

The compound's an hour
outside of Tucson.

The road's not even on here.

What?

You're great, Jake.

I mean, after the
way I treated you,

when I didn't believe what
you said about Chris.

Chris was a gifted liar.

I fell for every one of them.

It's funny though, you and
me on a road trip together.

What? We've seen each other
every day for two years?

And we've hardly talked.

We never had anything
in common before.

Now, we have Sydney.

She tried to talk to me.

I pushed her away.

You had good reason.

Sydney's a master
at pulling scams.

Except this time.

Maybe.

We'll see soon enough.

God.

If anything happens to her,
I'll never forgive myself.

I wouldn't be worried
if she wasn't so childish.

Yeah, she's also stubborn.

Martin's not gonna talk
her into doing anything

that she doesn't want to do.

Hell, she probably
just signed on

'cause she wanted
a free vacation.

What, are you crazy?

Why didn't you tell me
that Amanda has lymphoma?

'Cause it's none of
your damn business.

Doctor, patient, confidential.

Does any of this ring
a bell with you?

You are not trained
for this, Michael.

What you are doing is unethical.

When did unethical sneak
into your vocabulary?

Michael, she needs a specialist.

You think I'm making
this up as I go along?

Oncology has been on board
since Amanda was diagnosed.

She's had a CAT scan
and a biopsy.

Amanda happens to feel comfortable
with me as her attending physician.

Well, isn't that sweet?

So what's in it for you?

Just the joy of
living with a wife

who's pissed off 24 hours a day.

And if by some miracle
Amanda survives,

may be just the break
I need around here.

Ho! Looking good, Darla!

Very tasty.

Gotta know the
talent to get along.

God, you were so right,
they would never let me

take these shots if
you weren't here.

Excuse me.

Yeah?

Okay, I'm on my way.

Pack it up, Jo, I got
a call over on Highland.

My favorite drug dealer
just rolled into town.

All right.
I'm going up the alley.

You stay in the car,
no one will bother you.

Just sit tight.

Ah!

This ride along is over, Jo.

I'm calling backup for another
unit to take you home.

No problem, I understand.

2-King-20, requesting
two units for backup.

Man down.

Roger, 2-King-20.

Copy your request.
Sending two units.

Hey, wait, wait, wait.
What's going on?

Traffic.

I can't believe
Sydney's out here.

When we were kids, she
wouldn't even go camping.

Her idea of roughing it was
a black and white TV.

Tell them not to shoot, I
think that's my sister's car.

Your sister? What the hell?

Get rid of her.

Okay.

Sydney, thank God
you're all right.

Let me guess.

You were just in the neighborhood,
and you stopped by for a drink?

We came here to make sure
you were all right.

Like you give a damn, Jake.

You're probably here to blame me
for something else I didn't do.

Sydney, I was really worried,
you left so suddenly.

Gee, like there were so
many fabulous reasons

for me to stay.

You know, leave me alone.

Hey, hey, we drove
nine hours, okay?

Talk to your sister.

Excuse me, but
Sydney's quite capable

of deciding who she
talks to and when.

There's really
no reason for concern.

Sydney's happy here.

She has a job, many friends,

which from what I understand

are things you two
took away from her.

Sydney, get in the car.

For God's sake, give me some
credit for once, will ya?

I finally found people
who love me for who I am.

For starters, they
don't judge me,

like you and Dudley
Do Right, here.

Sydney. Jake?

Get the hell away from me, okay?

Believe or not, I'm over you,

and it's a lot easier when you're
not in my face all the time.

Jane, do us all a favor
and leave, okay?

This is my home now.

It may not be Camelot,
but it is the home

I've always dreamed of.

Sydney, are you sure?

Yes. I need to stay.

Come on, let's go.

Go in love.

That was excellent,
Sydney, excellent.

You're getting
stronger every day.

John really did that?

It was the weirdest thing, I mean,
one minute, he's Mr. Nice guy,

the next minute he goes berserk.

And this drug dealer,
he's on the ground,

and he's kicking him
and screaming at him,

and it was awful.

This happened before.

Last week,
he threatened Kimberly.

I thought she was behind my
mugging, which she was, but...

Anyway, I mention it to John,
and the next thing I know,

he's playing hardball with her.

Yeah, I thought it was
a one-time thing, but...

Apparently, he gets his kicks
out of intimidating people.

Yeah, he says it
comes with the badge.

I didn't buy it then,
I don't buy it now.

What are you gonna do
with these pictures?

Well, this is terrible, but I
can't afford to get involved.

I'm just getting my
life back together.

Well, maybe we shouldn't
jump to conclusions.

Um, John is a cop, and cops
meet bad guys every day.

Matt! I did not see what
happened before this.

Maybe it was justified.

Maybe.

All right, you haven't
said a word for two hours.

Are you okay?

I'm in self-imposed guilt exile.

Jane, you did
everything you could.

It was Sydney's choice to stay.

That's what's
bugging me, I just...

I can't shake the feeling
that we've missed something.

It wasn't her actions
or the way she looked.

It was something she said.

She said this was her home.

Something else.

"This is my home.
This is my home."

"It may not be Camelot."

And, believe me, Sydney's
always wanted to live

a lush life.

That's it.

She said it was the home
she'd always dreamed of.

Right? But it's not.

The home she dreamed of
was right next to me.

She always wanted us
to live near each other.

How many people went
on that retreat?

The woman at Martin's house
said about 20, why?

We didn't see anybody
but Sydney and Martin.

Where was everyone?

I'll get someone to cover
Shooters for me.

That's okay, Jake, I can
handle this by myself.

I know you can.
I'm not gonna let you.

Let's go save Sydney's butt.

It was a compromise.

Happy Valentine's Day, Amanda.

It's only a trinket, but don't
think the thought was as small.

No, we've been fighting
about this for two days.

Thanks for thinking of me.

We better get back to work.

Damn.

You okay?

Oh, yeah, I'm fine.
My patient isn't.

She's young, smart,
easy on the eyes.

She has a great career.

And if I don't figure
out something soon,

she won't see next summer.

I'm sorry to hear that.

You know, I had a line on a great
research program in New York.

My patient's the
perfect candidate.

But, Dr. Steele says the
study is completely full.

Full, like people
with terminal diseases

have time to sit on
a waiting list.

Michael, sometimes full
doesn't mean no vacancy.

What are you talking about?

Well, sometimes full
means that there's room,

but they're being selective.

I deal with it all
the time in housing.

Look, I know housing isn't
the same as a research program.

But, try it again, push it.

Push it hard if you have to.

I guess it couldn't
hurt, I mean,

what have I got to lose, right?

Just your patient.

Good luck.

Uh, Jo Reynolds?

What can I do for you?

I'm Detective Bob Wilkens.

L.A.P.D. Internal
Affairs Division.

This is Detective Banning.

We'd like to ask you a few
questions, Miss Reynolds.

About what?

Your name is down
on the sign-out log

for a ride along with Detective
Rawlings last night.

Yes, we went to Hollywood.

This'll only take a few
minutes, could we come in?

Um, sure.

Can I get you guys
a drink or something?

No, thanks.

This is very informal, there's
no need to be nervous.

A couple of cops show up
at my door uninvited,

I get a little edgy.

With your track record,
I could understand why.

What's that supposed to mean?

Nothing, Miss Reynolds.

Now, we know you went on a ride
along with Detective Rawlings.

A second unit picked
you up at 9:30, correct?

Yes.

And the backup was called

because of a situation
on Highland Avenue?

I don't know why it was called,
but we were on Highland.

So, you don't know what
happened in the alley?

Well, Detective Rawlings
told me to stay in the car.

Did you, stay in the
car, Miss Reynolds?

Yeah.

Well, thank you very much.

We'll be in touch if
we need anything else.

Okay.

I checked the rule book,
and even though

we're not a couple anymore,
we can still be Valentines.

You sure you wanna do this?

It is the dumbest holiday
of the year, remember?

Yeah.

So, for your viewing
pleasure tonight,

we have a choice between
"The Dirty Dozen"

and "Sleepless In Seattle."

Ah, 12 convicts forced
to serve in a hellish war,

or two lovers who manage
to seek each other out.

And it's Valentine's, I guess,

we have to go with
"The Dirty Dozen."

You always were
a good video date.

Oh, almost forgot.

Just wanted you to know
that you're special.

Thanks.

Come on, come sit down.

Come on, fast forward.

Sydney, your can't-take-a-hint
sister's back.

Wait a minute,
wait a minute, please.

Martin, don't shoot them.

I won't.

You will.

Unless you get her
to leave for good.

Now, it's up to you to
maintain the community.

Just give me a minute
alone with her, Martin.

I know she doesn't
want any trouble.

Okay.

Sydney.

Sydney.

Sydney, what are you
doing with a gun?

Saving your damn life.
Why did you come back?

I won't let you ruin
my life again, Jane.

Get in the car.

Both of you.

Go, go.

Please go.

I don't ever wanna see you
again, do you understand?

This is my life,
stay the hell out of it.

Move it, Jake!

Adios, you fruitcakes!

I can do it, Martin.
I've got a clear shot.

No, no, not now.

We'll take care of
Sydney another time.

Hi. Hi.

How's Sydney?

Oh, she's okay, I guess.

We talked for a long time,
she fell asleep on my couch.

She's got an appointment this
afternoon to try and patch

things up with her
probation officer.

Listen, I...

I really wanted to
come by to thank you.

Not many people would take
two days out of their life

to help someone
they barely know.

Hey, that was before
we spent 24 hours together

driving back and forth
across the desert.

Yeah.

Could I make you dinner?

Um, nothing fancy.

Just a token of my appreciation?

Hey, you don't have to thank me.

I know.

What if I wanna make
dinner for a friend?

That, I'll accept.

Great, um...

How's tonight? 7:30?

Mm-hmm.

Okay.

Okay, see ya.

I mean, that Detective Wilkens,
you know, I think he's legit,

but that Banning, I think
he's a friend of John's.

Oh, God, you know, I think I'm
so clever just sneaking around.

What if John saw me?

What if he knows
that I lied to them?

Then he'll think you
tried to protect him.

I can't count on that.

These pictures could
get a cop convicted.

With my arrest,
with gun possession,

and then Reed's death?

I mean, the police aren't
exactly big fans of mine.

Matt?

I saw what John did to this guy.

If I don't play this right,
I could be next on his list.

Jo, the pictures are evidence.

If you destroy them, you
could be an accomplice.

Look, don't make
this decision now.

Just take some time,
think it through.

If you want, you can
leave the pictures here.

Oh, God.

You're right, I need
to think about this.

I need time.

I'll see you tomorrow.

How am I supposed to keep
a lid on my condition,

when you keep showing up
every five minutes?

We need to talk, I didn't
wanna do this over the phone.

I got the results of
your blood tests, Amanda.

I'm sorry I don't
have good news.

Your white count
is dangerously low.

Excuse me, but you told me
this was the best treatment.

No, I told you it was the best
available on the west coast.

Now, there is a doctor in
New York, Richard Steele.

He's running a private
research program.

So far, the results
have been phenomenal.

He's got breakthrough
technologies,

and the top specialists in
the field are working on this.

But?

But, I'm getting the runaround.

One person says
there's no room in the study.

Another one says Dr. Steele
is gonna retire soon.

I can't get a straight
answer from anyone.

Sounds like he's a flake.

Well, that's the thing, see?

In medical circles, when
the answers don't mesh,

it usually means, "Keep your
nose out of our files."

You see, he's onto
something, Amanda.

Whatever he's doing is working.

So, how do I get in?

I've got connections
on the east coast.

No, no, no, this isn't
about power or prestige.

Research programs
are based on patients

who meet a specific profile.

Now, most candidates fulfill
several requirements,

but not all.

And I do?

Yes.

You meet every single criteria
for Steele's study, every one.

But we have to go
in the back door.

Here's what I propose.
Let's go to New York.

We'll camp out on his
doorstep if we have to.

And what if Dr. Steele
won't see us?

But, what if he will?

Can't sit here and
hope things turn around.

You gotta start taking risks.

This is the first one.

Okay.

Book the flight.

Okay.

John?

I've been waiting for you.

Look, I felt bad
about yesterday,

and my guys came down
on you pretty hard.

Oh, no. Actually,
we just talked.

It was fine.

You know, about that guy, you
know, the one in the alley.

He's a drug dealer, Jo.

I had him off the
streets on a cocaine rap.

Stupid parole system popped
him out two years early.

Look, John...
The guy's a complete

son of a bitch, he came
up at me from behind.

I decked him. He hit his head.

Now, the lowlife's
in a freaking coma.

Can you believe that?

Oh, I'm sorry.

Internal Affairs
is all over my ass.

They just love drumming up
charges on a gay cop.

Oh, yeah.

Life's no different
on the police force, Jo.

I'm a walking target.

And I was set up on this one.

Look, John, I'm sure
you'll work it out.

But I have to get going.

You did stay in the
car, didn't you, Jo?

You see, too many people

stick their noses
where they don't belong,

and they think they
see something,

and they don't know
the history behind it.

I'm a good cop, Jo.

I put my life on the
line every night.

And now this punk
might cost me my job.

I need to know who
my friends are, Jo.

Are you my friend?

Of course. Of course.

Hi, leave a message and
I'll get back to you.

Rikki: Hey, Syd, you there?

It's me.

Hm. Probably letting
your answering machine

screen your calls, right?

I don't blame you.

You probably had
to listen to Jane

ream you the whole way back.

Oh, we miss you, Sydney.

Martin misses you.

We have to go away for a while.

But, be patient.

We know in your heart
that you wanna be with us.

We'll be back for you.

You ever try this?

Actually, yeah.

The whole thing?

Yeah, yeah.

The whole glass?

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