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Hey.

What's this? Spring cleaning?

I'm moving you out, and you're fired, too.

So don't bother going to work if that's where you're headed.

Wait. If this has something to do with me and Jo...

Just hand over your keys,

pay your phone bill,

and we'll call it even.

This is ridiculous. Who do you think you are?

I could ask you the same thing.

You don't own her, Jake. You don't own anybody.

Just leave your keys on your way out.

It really bugs you that a woman as hot as Jo chose me

over the great Jake Hanson, doesn't it?

Well, I hate to rub it in, little brother,

but I'm the best she's ever had.

She told me so just this morning.

You're really scum you know that?

What's the matter, Jake? You can't handle the fact

that Jo's going to be digging her nails into my back?

Shut up, Jess.

She's good stuff, Jake.

I can't believe you'd give it up,

but I appreciate your warming her up for me.

Son of a bitch.

What are you doing?

Jake! Jake!

Stop it!

You stop it! You're going to kill him.

He just started hitting me. He turned on me.

As of now, we're not brothers, we're not friends,

we're nothing to each other.

I never want to see your face again.

Have some coffee with me?

I'd love to, but I'm scheduled

for surgery this morning.

If I get there in three minutes,

I'll actually make it on time.

Right. Of course.

Matt, I'm sorry.

Believe me, the last thing I want to do is spend the night and run, but...

I have to get to work myself. It's fine.

I have to tell you something. In case you didn't notice,

I had a wonderful time last night.

Me, too.

Why don't I call you later?

Maybe we can do something.

Fine. You can reach me at the hospital all day.

Whoa.

Yo, Paul.

Paul.

Please have a seat.

Dr. Mancini sent me this photocopy

of what appears to be a suicide note.

Your first name was signed to it, Dr. Shaw.

I presume the original was penned by yourself.

Yes, it was.

Obviously, this was

and is a very serious situation.

While I certainly don't object to being made aware

of any liability the hospital faces due to its staff,

it's clear to me

this wasn't Dr. Mancini's true intention.

Excuse me,

but my only motivation

was to alert the hospital to a dangerous personnel situation.

In my own defense, may I please say...

Will you two please be quiet?

To begin with, your acrimonious divorce

is hardly a secret.

What I find reprehensible

is that you would both knowingly

draw the hospital into it.

If you two want to torment

and humiliate each other

by exposing personal details

of your marital life to strangers,

I suggest you do it on your own time.

Here, I expect you both to shake hands,

act like professionals,

and find some level of working friendship.

No, no. You don't understand...

Yes, I do, and all I can say

is thank god you didn't have children.

Now, if I'm informed

of any further incidents of spitefulness,

both of you will face suspension.

Am I making myself clear?

Yes, sir.

I believe this is yours, Dr. Shaw.

Thank you, doctor.

Brooke, you may as well know...

I have no intention of coming back to work at D and D.

Good for you, Alison.

I hope you don't mind,

but I've arranged for you to interview with my father

for a V.P. of Marketing position.

What?

It pays more, has more potential.

You'd be perfect for it.

Oh, Brooke.

I appreciate the favor,

but I'm not even sure myself

what I want to do.

To be honest, I was considering just kicking back for a while,

collecting unemployment,

but mostly concentrating

on what's really important to me right now

like repairing my relationship with Billy.

I understand, but you and I both know

that in this business,

you have to strike while the iron's hot.

You've just come off a presidency.

If you wait, your short-lived reputation's

going to get stale,

and wherever you go,

you'll probably going to have to start at a lesser level.

That could be true, but...

Alison, I'm not saying the job's in the bag.

I'm just saying there's no harm in interviewing for it.

Where are the drugs, Sydney?

I want to know what you did with them.

I flushed it all down the toilet. Now, just back off.

That's not good enough.

Getting rid of the drugs was step one.

Step two is nullifying that whole panty-hose agreement.

Look, I left messages. I'm waiting to hear back.

Listen, you little idiot.

You're going to get us out of this mess,

and you're gonna do it today if it kills you, do you understand?

Jane, we need...

I'll be right there.

No, we're not done talking yet.

Sydney Mancini.

It's Jim. How are you?

Oh, just great,

except for the fact

that those underwear shipments you sent

were packed with heroin, which is definitely not in our agreement.

Sydney, let's not discuss this over the phone.

Why? Afraid of incriminating yourself? Afraid we might be bugged?

Well, if we are, I, Sydney Mancini,

declare no prior knowledge

of any criminal activity.

Will you just calm down. Give me a chance to explain.

Why the hell should I?

The other night, you and I really connected.

That was real to me,

which is why I think I can trust you.

Meet me at 7:00 for dinner tonight at Flynn's.

It will all make sense. Please.

All right.

So, what did he say?

I'm meeting him for dinner.

Sydney, I'm not kidding.

Take a chill pill. I've got it under control.

Hi. Is Dr. Graham around?

I'm sorry, he's still in surgery. Can I help you?

Yeah. Well, I just have his beeper.

He left it at the gym,

and I thought I'd drop it by.

Can I let him know who returned it?

Matt... Fielding.

I'm...

I work downstairs in social services.

We're acquaintances.

I'll be sure to let him know.

Who-who-who's this woman in the pictures?

That, um...

is that Paul's sister?

No, it's his wife, of course.

Ever met her?

No, I certainly haven't.

Very nice.

And why shouldn't she be? They got everything...

Looks, love, and money.

Hi. We need to talk.

Really? About what?

Don't make this any uglier than it already is.

I'm not the one doing the making.

Don't walk away from me.

If anybody has a right to be pissed, it's me.

Jake, listen to me.

Why? I can't trust a word that comes out of either one of your mouths,

not since you started seeing each other behind my back.

Jake, we're just friends, remember?

It's not like I'm having an affair.

I just happened to be seeing someone you don't approve of.

Justify it any way you want.

I'm worried about you, Jo.

You're slipping.

You used to be a better judge of people.

Really? Then how come I didn't know

you'd be the kind of guy who can't stop competing with his big brother?

This isn't about my lack of judgment.

It's about you not getting what you want, when you want it.

You mean something to me.

He knows it, and you know it.

Think this is about competition? You're wrong.

It's about betrayal.

It's about disrespect on both your parts.

As long as you guys are together,

I don't want anything to do with either one of you.

Done.

All right, I'm here. Explain.

Oh, god.

Sydney, sit down.

It's O.K. You're safe.

What is this? What is going on, and who are you?

FBI undercover.

I infiltrated the drug ring six months ago,

and we're two days away

from busting the entire operation.

As far as I knew,

it was a legitimate business.

I'm an innocent victim here.

It doesn't matter. Your company's going down.

What are you saying?

I'm going to be arrested?

No. I'm trying to tell you how not to be.

If you want to save yourself,

resign your presidency of Mancini Designs,

get your name off everything,

completely severe ties.

Are you kidding? I've got a ton of money sunk into that place.

Listen to me, you need to write a letter of resignation,

back-date it a week before the shipment arrived.

Make it seem like you were never there.

It has to appear that you had no involvement.

Wait a minute.

Back-dating letters, resigning.

This is all so fast. I need time.

There is no time.

I'm putting my job on the line by revealing any of this to you.

That's how much I want to help.

You're just going to have to trust me on this, O.K?

O.K. All right.

First off, you can tell no one about this.

If you do, it will show knowledge of the crime.

What about Jane?

I can only save one of you.

Kimberly, what on earth are you doing here?

I've had a chance to examine

some of my past actions recently,

and I'm here to apologize.

I blamed you for my failed marriage.

My anger was obviously misdirected.

It should have been aimed at Michael.

Well, that's terribly enlightened of you,

but at this point, it's moot.

I'm not seeing him anymore,

and, frankly, I think you married a very sick man.

Thank god, I was so hoping you'd seen the light about him, too.

Really? Why?

Because it makes what I have to say next

easier for you to hear.

You didn't survive your cancer because of Michael.

You survived in spite of him.

I don't follow.

Michael has a history of bad medicine.

Something he doesn't let too many people in on.

When that first treatment didn't take,

it wasn't because it was ineffective.

Are you saying he screwed up?

Yes, and he took advantage of you

both emotionally and physically

in addition to leaving you with a substantial medical bill.

That's true.

What exactly are you suggesting?

File suit against him.

With me as your inside source at the hospital,

it would be a certain victory.

Not to mention a financial windfall.

I'm not one for lengthy litigations.

You'd be doing yourself and countless others a favor.

He's a dangerous man, Amanda,

and needs to be stopped.

Here's my forwarding number.

You can call me anytime

day or night.

I'll think about it.

Hey. Thanks for dropping my beeper off.

I left a couple of messages,

but I guess you didn't get them.

So, my assistant Susan, she says you're really cute.

It took everything I had

not to go overboard agreeing with her.

Wonder how your wife would feel about that.

Matt, I was going to tell you.

When?

On our first anniversary?

You don't know how this is for me.

You're right. I don't.

I know how it is for me.

You lied to me, Paul. It's not only dishonest, it's unfair.

Look, I'm sorry.

You have to believe that.

I'm just confused and scared.

Yeah, well, aren't we all.

There's something else that I haven't told you.

Terrific.

You're the only man that I have ever been with.

I mean, I've thought thoughts,

I've fantasized,

but I never...

Matt, I don't know what I'm doing.

I don't know how to handle any of this.

You know what? Buy a book and figure it out.

Because unless your marital status changes,

we are strictly friends.

If you'll excuse me, I have appointments.

I hope the next thing

that comes out of your mouth is, "it's over."

We met and they agreed to let us out of the deal.

It worked out well for them, too.

They like to change businesses a lot.

Harder to trace that way, I guess.

They're not concerned we'll turn them in?

They think they've got enough dirt on us

to make squealing unlikely.

Well, at least we're no longer involved.

But... about the business...

What now, Syd?

Do you want to become emperor of Mancini Designs?

No, it's just...

you were right.

I can't handle this job.

I'm obviously too inexperienced,

and the pressure is getting to me,

which is why I made that stupid deal in the first place.

I must be dreaming.

This whole thing was a mistake.

I think we should just pretend

I was never president at all.

In fact, you can keep all the money, too.

You deserve it.

This resignation's dated a week ago.

Yeah, well, I've been thinking about it a while.

What's wrong with this picture?

What aren't you telling me?

Nothing. It's too much for me, you know?

I just want out, O.K.?

All right, if that's what you want.

O.K.

Hey.

Why the hurry?

I'm parked illegally out front.

Got to go.

What I'm looking for

is someone with confidence,

knowledge, and range.

Based on what Brooke has told me,

that description fits you like a glove.

Is she right?

Well, at the risk of sounding egotistical,

I'd say yes.

Excellent.

So in terms of the position itself...

Details are as follows...

The job's in one of my metals divisions,

the title is V.P. of marketing,

base salary... $100,000 a year

with performance bonuses of up to 40%

on top of that,

four weeks annual vacation,

travel expense account, the works.

Sounds wonderful.

It is, but extremely challenging.

Do you feel you're up to the task?

Absolutely.

Good. And if offered the job, you'd accept?

Uh...

yes, I would seriously consider it.

Good.

I only ask because I recently hired someone

for a similar position,

and at the last minute, he dropped out.

It cost us a lot of time and money.

I see. Well, you wouldn't have that problem with me.

Good. I have several other people to interview,

but I'll let you know as soon as I can, Allison.

Thanks.

And thank you for seeing me.

It was a pleasure.

You're everything my daughter said you were.

Thank you.

All right, now what?

Go underground for a week, maybe two.

Leave for Palm Springs in the morning.

There's a fast-food place on the corner of 6th and Main.

Once you get there,

ask for a pastrami on rye.

Pastrami on rye. Are you serious?

Yes. The clerk will give you the name

of a hotel where you should wait.

I'll meet you there after the bust comes down.

How will I know which clerk?

Just ask for the sandwich, Sydney.

Are you pulling my leg?

This is really starting to sound ridiculous.

Let's get one thing straight...

I'm saving your ass here.

Now since that's the case, you best stop questioning authority.

If you would've done that in the first place,

you wouldn't be in the jam you're in.

All right. It just sounded kind of dumb to me.

I know we're both on edge.

Just do what I say, O.K.?

Fine, whatever.

Now, listen...

don't go cold on me.

Because I do plan on making all of this up to you.

I made 300 that night.

That's not bad for five minute's work.

Liquor stores are hardly worth the time it takes.

You're better off hitting a bank...

Get a couple grand for your trouble.

Like you've ever done it.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I thought this was a pool hall,

but I guess it's a sewing circle.

Who the hell you think you're talking to?

A loud-mouth with bad manners.

You better know something right now...

I've killed men for less reason.

Well, you shouldn't work so cheap, man.

Not nearly that cheap.

We should talk.

I got a job for you.

Hello.

Alison? Hayley Armstrong.

Hi. I didn't expect

to hear from you so soon.

What can I do for you?

How about coming to work for me?

What? Are you serious?

I've met all the potentials,

and I've decided you should be my next VP of marketing.

Oh... wow.

Wow. This is incredible.

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

You'll start immediately at our Hong Kong headquarters.

Excuse me?

Where our international-trade offices are located.

Didn't I mention that?

No.

No... no, you didn't, Mr. Armstrong.

I'm not sure I'm willing to relocate.

The idea of moving out of the country,

it's not something I'd considered.

I understand completely,

but I hope you'll understand

that this position has to be filled immediately.

I'll tell you what...

Sleep on it. If you decline,

I'll hire the runner-up. No hard feelings.

O.K., thanks.

Thanks. I appreciate the time to think it over.

I'll... I'll get in touch with you tomorrow.

I'll talk to you then.

All right. Good night.

I trust that Hong Kong

is far enough away, dear.

It's perfect, daddy, just perfect.

Ha ha ha ha!

Hong Kong?

It's the hot spot for international trade.

I guess that's why she wants to have dinner tonight.

Great.

That'll work out perfectly.

I mean, she needs someone to take her out

and reassure her about taking the job.

Yeah, but I don't think she should go.

Considering everything that's happened,

I'm sure she's confused as hell right now,

and to up and move to a foreign country

doesn't seem like a good idea.

You don't honestly think that.

Of course I do.

And I'm going to tell her so tonight.

Billy, this job will put her on the international landscape.

She'll be one of the leading businesswoman in the pacific rim.

I still think it would be a mistake.

I know Alison, and she doesn't do well alone

and away from her friends.

You know what I think?

I think you're letting your own sentimentality cloud the issue.

Sure, you may miss her,

but you have to realize,

you have the power to keep Alison here,

in the shadow of all of her shortcomings and failures

or...

you can send her off to start over

and enjoy the opportunity of a lifetime.

I just hope that whichever way you influence her,

it's for her benefit and not your own.

Hey. Can I take your order?

Yes. I'd like a pastrami on rye.

We don't have pastrami, only tacos.

Excuse me?

Tacos, burritos, enchiladas.

Just what's on the menu.

Maybe you didn't hear what I said.

I said, pastrami on rye.

You know...

pastrami on rye?

Look, I'm all alone here.

I got another customer. O.K.?

Doesn't anybody else work here?

Isn't there another shift?

Yeah. My brother's due in at 6:00.

Thanks.

Matt, come on. Talk to me.

I really don't have much to say.

You can't spend the night with me

and leave me to deal with the consequences alone!

Paul, I can't be part of this.

But you are. And I need your help.

There are groups.

Therapists.

Was it so easy for you to come out

that you didn't need a single friend?

Did it mean so little to you?

Do I mean so little to you?

You know that's not true.

Prove it.

Give me the benefit of your counsel,

your experience.

This is not a good situation for me.

Come to the house.

My wife is out of town.

I'll cook dinner, we can talk privately there.

Because more than anything else,

I just need to talk to you.

I got something to say to you.

I take it were notified of my malpractice suit?

You are one cold-blooded bitch aren't you?

Well guess what, you're not getting away with this!

And you're in violation of a restraining order. Please leave.

You think some paper will protect you? You're crazy, lady.

I'm calling the police.

You mind your own business! Give me that, damn it.

Leave her alone!

Don't worry about her Amanda. If I were you,

I'd watch my own back.

This suit will never make it to court. Never!

Hello. Police.

You better leave.

Now.

Hang up.

My god. Are you all right?

Yeah. Just amazed.

I always thought Kimberly was the kook.

I mean, it sounds fun, exciting...

but I hardly think I'm in the position

to make this kind of decision.

Plus, he wants me to leave right away,

and it's for a year minimum.

So, what do you think?

I guess I know the pros.

What are some of the cons?

I'm not sure there are any.

Come on. Number one, I don't speak Chinese.

I'm serious.

It's only a year.

It's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

So you're saying I should move there.

It's not my place to say,

but I think you should consider it.

Billy you know your opinion means more to me than anyone else's.

I know.

God.

What's happened to us that I'm even thinking

about moving 10,000 miles away?

A lot, if you think about it.

Anyway...

no matter how it turns out,

I'm... you know, I'm proud of you,

and I'd miss you if you... if you left.

I'd miss you, too.

Here you are, ma'am.

And here you are, sir.

Thanks.

Carol's a blue blood.

Comes from old money, you know?

We met as undergrads.

I was dirt poor and there on scholarship, of course.

We were both loners,

which is probably what attracted us to each other.

Are you close to her family?

They tolerate me.

Her father always resented Carol

for putting me through med school.

He died recently.

She's had a tough time recovering.

Sounds like you care about her.

Oh, I do.

But I want you to understand something about our relationship.

It... it's always been more like, uh...

brother and sister than husband and wife.

You still sleep with her?

Hardly.

I...I haven't felt anything remotely sexual in years.

Meeting you is like waking up from a 15-year sleep.

Well... count yourself lucky.

Some people spend a lifetime denying their feelings.

Well, I don't want to be one of those people, Matt.

Not anymore.

Look, we're just supposed to talk.

Oh. We can...

upstairs.

Come on.

Lady, we're closing.

Are you the third shift?

No. We're closing.

Wow.

I'd like a pastrami on rye.

You're going to have to leave.

No!

There's something wrong here.

There was supposed to be a clerk here

who was gonna help me. Help you with what?

With a pastrami on rye.

Look, we're closed, O.K.? And there's no loitering.

I'm telling you there's someone here knows what I mean.

Is anybody else on duty?

Good night.

Maybe a manager.

Did you check things out?

Uh-huh.

Then we got a deal.

We do...

when I see some green.

The other half on completion.

Hey.

What's your beef with this guy, anyway?

He's had this coming for a long time.

I can be there in half an hour, that should give you plenty of time to check in.

That'd be great. In all the rush, I didn't book a shuttle,

and Jo's only got her motorcycle.

If I'm not going to see you for a year, least I can do

I can drive you to the airport.

I hope you're not planning on leaving the office.

Not with the Prescott meeting is in an hour.

Could you hold on?

Sure.

Please be reasonable, all right?

She's leaving for Hong Kong, for god's sake.

And we're leaving for that meeting in 10 minutes.

If Alison needs a ride to L.A.X. Brooke can take her.

I'd be glad to.

Alison, uh, it looks like I can't take you to the airport after all,

I got a meeting I can't get out of.

Sorry.

Oh. I see.

But Brooke can take you. O.K.?

All right.

Well, thanks for trying.

Yeah.

So, uh, you know,

I guess we'll talk later.

Give me a call when you get settled.

I will.

Bye, Alison.

Bye.

He can't take me to the airport.

Really? That's too bad.

Feels weird leaving without seeing him one last time.

There's still so much that...

feels unresolved between us.

You shouldn't leave without saying

what you need to say to him.

Little late for that I think.

No, it's not. I mean, write him a letter.

It's not in person, but it's close.

Hi. Can I help you?

Are you Matt Fielding?

Yes.

How dare you, you disgusting piece of trash.

L-l-look here.

I came home and found my husband in tears

because you had taken advantage of him.

Seduced him!

Look, I don't know what Paul told you,

but I did not...

Of course you did.

That's how men like you operate.

No, that's where you're wrong. I would never have gotten involved with Paul

had I known that he was married.

You targeted him because he's young, attractive,

a doctor.

This is all a big mistake,

and I want you to know

that I'm not going to be seeing Paul anymore.

I hope for your sake you're telling the truth.

If I find out you've gone near my husband again,

I'll kill you.

Bags, ma'am?

Two bags, one in the trunk.

Thank you.

Are you O.K.?

It's hard to say.

Part of me still can't believe

I'm actually doing this.

Alison, you'd be a fool not to.

Well, I guess this is it, isn't it?

Listen, um, could you give this to Billy for me?

I don't want to take a chance on mailing it.

Oh, sure.

There are some things I wanted to say to him.

Some questions I wanted to ask...

Like whether or not I'm doing the right thing

as far as he's concerned.

What are you saying,

you still have feelings for him?

Yeah.

It's too bad it took leaving the country

to realize exactly what those feelings are.

I'm in love with him.

Always have been.

I know it's stupid to think that way now...

Alison.

Doors are going to open for you there

you can't even conceive of.

You need to walk through them

and satisfy your own dreams

before you can possibly fulfill someone else's.

And you know what?

If you and Billy are meant to be together,

he'll be here for you when you get back.

I hope you're right.

But it's really out of my hands now.

Thanks, Brooke.

Thanks for everything.

Ohh.

Hey.

Break a leg.

I don't think so.

Jane?

Well.

Look who's here.

Come to see me get handcuffed and dragged to the slammer?

Um, I don't know what you're talking about, Jane.

I'm surprised you didn't bring popcorn for the occasion.

Um, so, is everything O.K.?

It's over, Syd.

Done.

If you don't mind, I have a photo shoot in progress.

Wait.

Oh. Uh, I'd like to introduce you to my models...

Vince and Jim.

They did last year's formalwear layout.

Guess you didn't remember them.

Did you ever get your pastrami on rye?

I'm sorry.

I can't believe this. You set me up?

You've got to fight fire with fire. Right, guys?

This whole thing was a fake.

Well, Syd, not everything.

For instance, your signature on this letter of resignation...

that's 100% real.

I can't believe you'd do this to me, your own sister.

Are you kidding?

With the number of people you've burned,

I could've sold tickets to this.

You don't belong here, Sydney. You never did.

I suggest you vacate the premises

before you're thrown off for trespassing.

You're all freaks. You hear me?

Freaks.

Freaks?

Yeah. Freak.

Freak. We're freaks.

Damn fuse box.

Who's there?

Is someone in here?

Oh, my god.

Kimberly? Kimberly, I've been trying to reach you.

He was here. It was Michael, I'm sure of it.

My electricity went out,

and someone was in my apartment.

I saw him leaving. He was wearing a hat and trench coat.

That must've been terrifying, Amanda.

Absolutely terrifying.

He's starting to scare me.

Hey.

You are late.

I know. I'm sorry. My session went long.

That's no problem. It gave me time to get everything together.

I am making us a celebration dinner

because... I got work lined up.

What? Where? That's fantastic!

And I owe it all to you.

Why? What did I do that's so great?

You gave me hope.

I mean, in the past,

I would've packed it in after that mess with Jake,

but with you in my life,

nothing seems impossible anymore.

Nothing is.

It's a very special night for me tonight, Jo.

It's very special.

You want another one of those?

Right. Only if it's on the house.

You got it.

So where's that lowlife brother of yours?

I fired him.

I threw him out of my place.

Good. Never liked him anyway.

Lucky you, you never have to see him again.

Wish I could get rid of my sibling that easily.

I gotta get another case. I'll be right back.

Jake, can I have some pretzels?

Help yourself.

Thanks.

Hey. Save some of those for the paying customers.

All right!

Everybody on the floor. Now!

We don't want any trouble.

Shut up...

get on the floor.

This is my place. Just take it easy.

Tell us what you want.

I want wallets,

I want jewelry,

and I don't want nobody to move.

Anybody that does gets their head blown off.

Everybody just stay calm. Give these guys what they want,

nobody's going to get hurt.

You. Owner. Open the register. Now.

Hey.

Come out from behind there.

Move it!

What are you doing back there?

Nothing. I'm just...

Oh, my god. Jake. Jake.

Somebody call 911!

Oh, my god.

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