All language subtitles for Melrose Place s04e33e34 Dead Sisters Walking.eng

I'm sorry, doctor,

but we caught two people
breaking into the facility.

They say
they're friends of yours.

Those people
are not my friends.

Nurse Benson,
suture Mr. Peters up

and take him back
to his ward.

Now.

Um, I don't have
time to explain,

but those people are
extremely dangerous.

They're escaped
mental patients.

Now, we don't want
to set them off,

so follow my lead.

Dr. Kimberly Shaw.

If you get her out here,
she'll explain everything.

It's all right.
Come on, all right now?

Will you get your hands
off me? All right, see?

What are
you two doing here?

We're looking
for you, babe.

And Peter.
Where is he?

I have no idea.
Did you lose him?

Oh, cut the crap,
Kimberly.

I know you've
got him locked up in this nut house.

This is not a nut house.
It's a private hospital.

And since I'm in charge,
I'm asking you to please go.

Escort them out.

Kimberly--
Kimberly, wait.

Take it easy.

Now, look, sweetie,
we're just a little confused here, you see?

You told me you were
going to Hawaii, and then you ended up here,

and, coincidentally,
Peter disappeared at the same time.

Look, we're divorcing,
Michael.

I shouldn't have to
explain any of this to you.

But as it happens,
I am moonlighting here

while the resident
doctor is on vacation.

Now, please leave.
W-w-wait.

I am not leaving
until I see Peter.

Now, cooperate with
us or I'll go straight to the medical board

and have them
investigate this place.

All right.
Peter is here.

He came here
to avoid prosecution,

and as his friend,
I've agreed to help him.

Are you saying he
skipped out for good?

He's an innocent man.
Why would he do that?

Ask him yourself.
I'll take you to him.

Follow me.

Now we're
getting somewhere.

Don't be shocked
by what you're about to see.

Spare the dramatics
and open the damn door.

Michael!
Bye-bye, suckers!

[groaning]

Amanda, run for it!

Lock down!

Search every room, every closet
until you find them!

Move it!

Let your soul

Be your valley

Let your soul guide you

And guide you well

When you're down

And they're counting

When your secrets

Are found out

When your troubles

Take to mounting

When the map you had

Leads you to doubt

When there's no more

Information

And the clock has turned

Nowhere
that you know where

He's a monster
and he always will be.

No one can stop him.

Not God, not Jake,
not the police.

Only us.

Jane?

Not to upset you,

but I think you need
professional help.

I'm not crazy,
Sydney.

In fact,
I have never had more clarity.

Richard has to die.

Thou shalt not kill.

The Bible? Ring a bell?

It's a sin, Jane.

Not to mention,
totally illegal.

An eye for an eye,
that's in the Bible too.

To kill
Richard may be legally wrong,

but it's
morally right.

No, Jane, it's not.

That's why
when you kill someone in cold blood,

you get
the death penalty!

Are you hearing
any of this, Jane?

The death penalty!
Shh!

It only happens
if you're caught.

Besides, it's not
like you have a choice.

Jane...

you're my sister.

I'm worried
about your afterlife.

Don't you believe
in hell?

Fire and brimstone?

Retribution?

No, but I believe
in the devil.

And you're gonna
help me kill him.

Would you please
move your foot?

I can't.
It's asleep.

I've got
no feeling in it.

Ow!

I guess that
feeling came back.

I don't believe this.

We're stuck in
a heating duct

because Kimberly,
in her dementia,

convinced these people
that we belong in a padded cell.

Yeah, I know.

God only knows
what's happening to Peter.

We've gotta
get out of here. I know.

Well, if you know so much,
why don't you do something? Come up with an idea?

You know, there are
probably video cameras everywhere.

Kimberly sounded
the alarm,

so the place
is locked up tight,

and for all we know,
the guards are armed.

Then we just need
to find a phone, call the authorities,

and they'll bust us out.

What? You have
a better idea?

Actually, no.
But I don't want anybody to get hurt.

Not Kimberly, not
Peter, and not us.

Well, I'm sure we all
appreciate the sentiment,

but let's get going.

Shh.

What's going on?

[gasps loudly]

Yuck! I need to get
that exterminator back out here again.

Are you feeling
any better at all?

I'm so hot,
my eyes are burning.

Do you want me
to get you a nurse?

I'm missing school.
I've got a test.

Ooh, he's really out of it.

Dominick said he had an
allergic reaction to the first antibiotic they tried.

He's had a high
fever for two days.

I'm burning up.
I feel like I'm gonna die.

Matt, don't even
talk like that.

Matt?
Matt?!

Jo, he's just sleeping.

We should let him
get some rest. Come on.

I never allowed
myself to think it before,

but he could die,
couldn't he?

Hey.

He's a fighter.
He's gonna be fine.

He'd better be,
or I'll kill him.

And it's your job
to finish on schedule.

Yeah? And I'm tired
of stepping around wet cement

and going around the back
to get in my own house.

No, it makes me the perfect
target for a mugger.

Well, if you can't finish
on time, I'm sure there's a contractor who can.

Thank you.

So, stranger,
what can I do for you?

Oh, I just came
by to drop off these sketches.

I didn't think
you'd be here.

My meeting got pushed.

Now I'm glad it did.
I miss you, Jane.

I miss seeing you
in and out of the office, you know?

Don't you miss that, too?
Sure.

Well, prove it.

Kiss me.

Richard, please,
not in the office.

Come on, just give
me a little something.

I promise I won't
bite this time.

Okay.

[whistles]

Good girl.

Now I can get
to that meeting.

Oh, and Jane?

Uh, next time,
on the lips.

Next time won't be
on the lips, Richard.

It'll be
between the eyes.

You're exaggerating,
right?

Yeah, I wish.
Alison hates my guts. I don't blame her.

What, you got
a little drunk.

A recovering alcoholic
doesn't see it that way.

Worse, I took her to
this schmoozy restaurant

where everybody
knew my name.

And so, everything
the woman can't stand about me,

I managed to
rub her nose in.

Speaking of.

Boy,
it's really hopping.

Glad I came in early.

So is Billy.

He has something
to tell you.

Jake, enough with
the match-making.

It's not right
to shut out somebody who cares, Alison.

The guy just
wants to talk.

Fine.

What is it?

Well, I...

wasn't quite ready
to discuss this,

but since it's come up,
I just wanted you to know

that I'm making amends
with, uh, you know,

with all the people
that I've burned.

Billy, you don't know
the first thing about making amends.

I've happened
to have learned

from your experience
in AA.

Give me a break.

I'm not doing this
for you, okay?

I'm doing this so that
maybe I can feel a little bit better about myself,

so give me some credit
for that.

Look, this is all
very admirable,

but you should know

this probably
isn't gonna change my feelings for you.

Well, key word--probably.

I have to go punch in.

So?

I think I got my foot
back in the door.

Okay, I can
take a hint.

You're not into this.

No. Oh, I'm sorry.

It's not you.

It's not.

I guess
I'm just worried.

Do you think
you could call the hospital again?

Jo, I did.
Less than an hour ago.

Matt's fever broke.
He's out of the woods.

Are you sure this isn't
about something else?

Or someone else?

What?
Like who?

Well, you never said
you were monogamous.

I never thought
I had to.

I never said you did.

Wait a second--
You can't just say something like that

and then put
your pants on.

I saw you and some guy
down at the hospital.

He had his arms
around you.

[laughing]

That was Jake, you idiot.
He's just a friend.

Really?
Is that all he's ever been?

You're feeling
insecure, aren't you?

The great
Dominick O'Malley is feeling insecure.

Well,
it's about damn time.

It's not funny.
I'm not laughing.

It's just nice
to see you so...

not in control
for a change.

In fact,
it kinda turns me on.

You're a very
strange woman. You know that?

Maybe.

But that kinda
turns you on, doesn't it?

Maybe.

I'll tell you what.

You come back to bed
and we'll take turns being in control.

First,
we'll do it my way,

which means
nice and slow.

Slow, huh?

Yeah.

Yeah?

We have all
the time in the world.

Oh.

You...
you okay, Peter?

Y-you want to talk

or play solitaire
or something?

No, Louie, I...

I'm in kind of
a fog here, Louie,

and I've gotta--
I've got to get out of it.

I've got to
concentrate, Louie.

Just blend in.
Don't draw attention to yourself.

That's easy
for you to say.

Okay, concentrate.

Hey, there's a phone
over there.

Amanda.

Her? You want her?

Amanda.

Okay, okay,
I'll go get her.

Come with me,
lady. Hey, hey!

Hey, get your mitts
off her.

No, no!
He told me to!

Shh. Be quiet.

Peter wants you.
Right there.

Oh, my God.
It's him.

See?
Shh. Just be quiet.

Amanda, is it you?
Is it really you?

I'm gonna get you
out of here.

Can you walk?

I don't think so.

Come on,
we've got to move it.

Hey, no, wait.
What are you doing?

No! No, that's
against the rules!

That's against the rules!
That's against the rules!

Alert Dr. Shaw. Stop!

Stop right there!

End of the line,
psychos.

A psychiatric team from
the state mental hospital in Arizona is on its way.

Now, they have asked us
to keep their patients locked up until they arrive.

Are you
sure we've got the right people?

I checked their IDs.
One of them's a doctor.

When were you born,
Dave-- yesterday?

Anyone with 50 bucks
can get a fake license.

No, these are
escaped mental patients.

The blond doesn't
look crazy to me.

Well, despite their appearances,
these people are extremely dangerous,

and we need to
keep them isolated.

Now, come here.

Only the three of us
can know where they are.

Understood?

All right, then.
Back to work.

Doctor,
I can't locate Mr. Peters.

Did you
have him moved?

Yes, away from you,
and you should be grateful.

If anyone knew that
you had consorted with a patient...

well, do I have to
draw you a picture?

What happened to
that man and woman?

Where are they?
Their car is parked out front.

Well, maybe they had
a dead battery.

As far as I know,
they've left-- In the meantime,

we have plenty of
other patients who need your attention.

If I were you, I would
worry about them, hmm?

This is ridiculous--
Kimberly locking us in a boiler room.

God,
it's hot in here.

I can't believe
you did all this for me.

All what, Peter?
We're locked in a boiler room.

The rescue
was a bust.

Yeah, but at least
I have company now.

You look great.

For having spent
the night with rats, you mean.

Want to tell me
what happened?

How you ended
up here?

Kimberly and I
were on the way to the police station

so she could
corroborate my alibi.

Out of nowhere,
she stabs me with a hypodermic

and here I am
at Willowbridge,

and everybody's
calling me Mr. Peters.

The woman should be
locked up for life.

Well,
there's no way out.

And for your information,
Kimberly's not well. She needs help.

She's way past
needing help, Michael.

Amanda's right.

She's slipped over the edge.
She's gone.

You know, she was trying
to lobotomize me.

I was on an operating
table when the two of you showed up.

Someone should have
her lobotomized.

Look, I don't care
what either one of you say.

I love Kimberly and
I'm not giving up on her.

Kimberly doesn't
exist anymore, Michael. She's gone.

And whoever's taken over
wants to keep it that way,

which means making sure
that we don't exist.

Hi!
Hi.

I've left five
messages on your answering machine.

What can I say?
I've been busy.

Right-- so busy
you don't have time for your best friend?

Or am I wrong
about that?

Right now,
my best friend is me.

Oh, come on, Jane.

You can't stop
people from caring.

Look, you've been through
an incredible trauma,

and Jake and I want to
be there for you.

Well, maybe you two
need to get a life

or at least find
someone else to obsess on.

Hell, maybe you and Jake
should date each other.

That way, you'd
both be off my back.

This is just
misdirected anger, Jane.

I know you still
have feelings for him.

Right now, I feel
nothing for Jake,

and frankly, I don't
feel a hell of a lot for you, either.

Well, I see you got
your appetite back.

Yeah, I feel
so much better.

Even this hospital
food tastes good.

I'm gonna go
for seconds.

No, wait.
Don't push it, Matt.

24 hours ago,
I thought we were going to lose you.

What, with a doctor
as good as Dominick attending?

He's the best.

Yeah, so he keeps
telling me.

Am I sensing some
ambivalence here?

No, I just-- You know,
the man can't be perfect,

and I just have a feeling
that he's hiding something.

Look, Dominick is not
like the guys that you've been dating lately,

if that's what
you're worried about.

Oh, well, you must
be feeling better.

I think
I was just insulted.

No, look, just-- just,
Jo, you deserve someone who's great.

And you finally
found him.

So I should
stop worrying

and count
my blessings, right?

Right.

Hello?

Hi. Good morning.

Hi, is your boss here yet?

Yeah, she is.
She's back there on the phone.

She'll be out
in a minute.

So, I hope you
don't mind I called you, Jane.

I mean, you are
a serious buyer, right?

Are you kidding?
This place fits in with my plans perfectly.

Great.

Here she is.

Margo, this is...

Jane Mancini.

No introduction necessary.

I'm a big fan
of your designs.

What brings you to
my little boutique?

Well, Samantha told me
that you're selling your business.

I'm here to
discuss buying it.

Well, that's really
quite flattering,

but you should know
that someone

has already offered me
a very substantial sum.

Jane, I'm sorry.
I didn't know.

What if I were
to top it?

Then you'd be
the new owner.

Great. Just give me
the number I need to beat.

You realize it would
not be legal for me to do that.

Excuse me.

Wait.

Uh, look, you just don't
know how much I was counting on this.

I'm sure you were.

But we have to
play by the rules, Jane.

Tell you what-- Why
don't you leave your offer with Samantha?

Maybe you'll be lucky.

What did you want
to see me about?

Dr. Shaw, Zig and I
were talking.

Shouldn't those
escapees be in cells?

Yeah. We never used the
boiler room for anything like this before.

Well, of course
you haven't.

How often have
you had murderers on the loose?

Murderers?

Look, I didn't want to
panic the staff,

but those people
killed several workers just like you

in a hostage
situation in Arizona.

Seems I would have heard
about it on the news.

Dave, it was so
grisly, the hospital had to cover it up.

What those people
did to those workers would make you sick.

Now, we're not
gonna let that happen here, are we?

No, ma'am.

Don't they still
need to eat?

No. Because
I have scheduled them for surgery.

I thought the Arizona people
were picking them up.

Yes, they are, but
they have asked me

to perform lobotomies
on them first.

You don't make it
a habit of questioning Dr. Tucker.

Sorry to have
bothered you, Dr. Shaw.

Big mouth.

Man, will you two
please stop pacing?

You're making
me dizzy.

How long can
she keep us locked up here?

You're her husband.
What do you think?

You want to know
what I think?

I think this is
all your fault.

Me?
Yeah.

I was kidnapped,
I was drugged.

I was given shock
treatment.

I'm the victim here.

No, Kimberly
confided in you.

She told you she
was sick,

and all you were
interested in was your damn alibi,

so she flipped out.

You brought it on.

That is such garbage.

Every day that you have
been in her life,

you have driven her closer
to the brink of insanity.

That and your indiscretion
with little Miss Tarzana there

certainly
loosened a few bolts.

Hey, hey, what is this?
Blame Michael day?

I'm not the reason
we're here.

I wanted to
call the cops,

but blondie over here
didn't want you to get arrested!

What?
Yeah, that's right.

That's why we're
here, locked in a boiler room!

By your wigged-out wife.
Hey, come on, come on!

Let's not
turn on each other.

Now, we've got to
keep our heads,

figure a way
to get out of here.

That's assuming
there is a way out.

There is, there is.

Man, I've just got
to talk to Kimberly.

If I can, I can
get her to calm down

and think straight.

Oh, God.

You all right?

I can't breathe.
I need air.

You know what?

I saw a broken window
up there earlier.

Well, let's go up top.

Maybe we can get
some fresh air.

You all right?
Dizzy.

Okay.

Here you are, ladies.
Thank you.

Can I get
some cream? Sure.

If Margo knew that
I was meeting you here,

she would get
the wrong idea.

Samantha, whatever
happens with the sale of the boutique,

I want us
to be friends.

As a matter of fact,
I was wondering how you'd feel

about staying on
as assistant manager.

That'd be great,
if I were staying in L.A.

You're moving? Why?

Mmm, you know,
your basic sob story.

I broke up
with my boyfriend.

Now he wants me
to move out.

I mean, even if you
could match my salary,

I couldn't afford
an apartment on my own.

Well, before you move,
don't you think

you should at least
consider finding a roommate?

Ever seen
Single White Female?

Actually, I could
use a roommate.

And I could
guarantee you a raise.

Jane. I-- I--
I don't know.

Look, I'm not doing
this because I want something from you.

Although, none of
this would really matter

if I don't beat
the other offer.

You're not asking me to
tell you what the other offer is, are you?

I wouldn't mind
if you did.

I don't think that's
very ethical, Jane.

Look, you want to
talk ethics?

If I win,
Margo gets more money, you come work for me,

and the other party
finds a property down the street.

So who really loses?

Just write
the number down.

[knock on door]

Welcome to
my humble home.

Hi.
Hi.

I'll get us some wine.
Hey, grab the door, will you?

Pretty amazing we've
been seeing each other for a month,

and this is
the first time I'm at your place.

I was beginning
to think you had a girlfriend

or a wife
stashed somewhere.

Well, not yet, anyway.

A toast--to us.

Mmm.

Jo, I think
we should get married.

[chokes]

[coughs]

I'm glad I didn't
ask you over dinner.

Why are you asking me
at all?

We barely
know each other.

Four weeks, two days.

Don't--don't do that.

Don't pull that
Mr. Romantic crap on me.

You know, you're not
making this very easy.

Why the hell should I?

Whatever happened
to slowing down? I can't.

I love you.
And you love me... don't you?

I don't know
what I feel.

I don't know,
and I don't even know

if I would trust
you enough to tell you if I did know.

I think I'm leaving.

Come here.

Now, you tell me
you don't trust that.

[sighs]

I want more
than chemistry.

[door closes]

Jake, we've got to
talk about my sister.

I don't want to
talk about Jane,

and I especially
don't want to talk about Jane with you.

Jake, listen--
Jane is acting really weird.

This whole rape thing
is totally getting to her.

Look, Jane made her
choices-- she's chosen to handle things

the way
she's handling them.

No, that is my point.
Her choices...

are funky, and
they're really freaking me out.

She needs guidance
from someone who's morally grounded.

Someone she loves.

Well, that's not me.

Jane prefers
the company of a rapist these days.

And don't you think
that's a little peculiar?

Jake, you've got
to talk to her.

Stop her from
doing anything rash. Rash?

Like what?
Like... whatever.

Can't you at least
just go see her?

She's on her own.

Great.

So, that just leaves
me then, huh?

Is everything all right?

Fine.
What do you need?

Actually, I was
wondering if you'd like to catch a movie tonight.

You know,
I think that lines get a little fuzzy

with me being
your employer,

so why don't we keep
socializing to a minimum?

You know, Jake,
one of the things

I've always
loved about you

is how good
a friend you are,

and I've seen you
prove it again and again with Billy,

so why can't I have
a piece of that?

Aren't we friends, too?

You have a whole
building full of people

that can go to the
movies with you,

and frankly,
to be honest with you,

I don't need
the complication.

Oh.

I didn't realize
friendship was a complication.

But at least I know
where I stand.

Billy is a friend,
and I'm just an employee.

That's it.

Jane, I'm not
really in the mood for shopping.

Why are we here?

Because
by this time next week, I'll own this place.

Well, you're just
full of plans, aren't you?

Well, at least
this one's legal.

It is legal,
isn't it?

Well, Jane, I don't
know how you did it,

but you inched out
the competition.

I did?
Oh, that's great.

Congratulations.

Thank you,
both of you.

[clears throat]

Oh, sorry. This is
my sister, Sydney.

Sydney, this is
Margo and Samantha.

Hi.
Bonjour.

Pleased,
I'm sure.

So, Jane,
I guess this means

you'll be dropping
everything else

and focusing on
something new and healthy, right?

Well, I still have
a few odds and ends to take care of.

I hate bringing up money,

but how do you want
to handle the down payment?

Oh, well, I can
pay you now-- that is, if you take cash.

Well, you must have
been very confident about this deal.

I had a good
feeling about it.

So, when can I
take possession?

Let's discuss the details
in my office, shall we?

Your sister
is really amazing.

When she sets
her mind to something, nothing can stop her.

Tell me about it.

The point is,
you need to take it easy.

Look, I've got to get
back to class. I've got exams this week.

What are you doing
out of bed?

You're not discharging
him, are you?

Unfortunately,
the patient is exercising his free will.

Matt, this is really
stupid of you.

Look, I am
fully recovered, and I'll continue

to take my antibiotics
and get plenty of rest.

I promise.

Has anybody ever told
you guys you'd make a nice couple?

I'll see you later.

Thanks.

Aren't you gonna
stop him?

Aren't you gonna
give me an answer?

I did propose last night.
It's really very simple.

Just a yes or a no.

O'Malley,
don't make me do this.

Indulge me.

All right.

No.

All right.

If that's your answer,
I accept it.

Wait-- That doesn't
mean I don't want to see you.

I mean, I really...
enjoy you.

It's just too much.
It's too fast.

For you, maybe.
Not for me.

See you tomorrow,
Jake.

Well, I guess it's too
nice a night for people to stay inside.

I guess so.

Alison, I didn't
mean to imply

that we weren't friends.

I like your company
and I respect your opinions.

I think
you're great, okay?

You sure
have a weird way of showing it.

What do I have to do
to make it up to you?

[music plays]

Dance with me.

Alison, I've got
a business to run.

You don't have
any customers.

Come on-- It won't
be complicated,

and you're not breaking
any labor laws.

After all the words were
spoken last night

Do you remember this song?

Yeah. I had the album.

[laughing]

I sit here
on the porch step

Wonderin' if we'll
ever get it right

I'm not gonna do this.
This is silly.

No, it's not!
It's fun!

It's something
that's been missing from your life lately.

You know what's
been missing from your life? Billy.

You really oughta
give him another chance.

I'm not interested
in Billy anymore.

All right, enough
dancing, okay?

Hey, where is everybody?

What's going on here?

Slow night.

In fact, I was
just about to send Alison home.

Want me to walk you?

No. No, thank you.

I think I'm gonna
stick around.

It might get
busy again.

Thanks.

For what?
For trying to sell Alison on me.

Yeah. Anything
for a friend.

Looks like
you're fading.

Not a good sign
when the exam's tomorrow.

I know-- I've still got
three hours of reading left

and a lab at 8 a.m.,
and, you know, the coffee machine is broken.

Do what I do.
Which is?

Amphetamines?

I don't think so.

Don't worry,
it's not street. It's a prescription.

Thanks for the offer.
It's-- You know, it's just not my thing.

You're gonna change
your mind around midnight tonight.

That's a student's
best friend.

So now you're
getting a roommate?

Uh-huh. Samantha,
from the store.

Hmm. As if
you weren't already

making one too many
life changes.

[knocking on door]

Uh, do you mind
getting that?

I need to finish
getting dressed.

Get the door, Syd.

Kill Richard, Syd.

Whatever you say,
Jane.

Good morning.
Jane around?

Um, yeah.
She's getting dressed.

You mind if
I have some coffee while I wait?

Sure. Go right ahead,
I guess.

So, how are you doing,
Sydney?

Me?

Um, okay.

Got a lot
on my mind.

You know, you, um...

you're looking
a little pale.

I think you've been
working too much, I bet.

I think you need
a vacation.

I don't have any time.

I'd make the time
if I were you.

I'd take that
trip sooner rather than later.

[clears throat]
Good morning.

You look beautiful.

Thank you. Um, Richard,
Do you mind waiting in the car?

Sydney and I have
some family business to discuss.

Yeah, no problem.

Nice talking
to you, Syd.

Um, I hope that
we can get to know each other better,

especially since
your sister and I are close again.

Hmm. Yeah.
I'll see you soon.

Sydney, what the hell
do you think you were doing?

Just making conversation.
You were trying to get Richard to leave town.

Why are you having such
a hard time with this?

Because I am the
only one in the room with a conscience.

I mean, think about
it, Jane.

Do you want to live
in a world where a person like me

has more morals than
a person like you?

As long as Richard's not
in it, I don't give a damn

what kind of world
I live in.

Oh. Excuse me.

Jo.

The door was open.

What are you
doing here?

Well, I hadn't heard
from you,

so I thought I'd
just come by and see what was going on.

Uh-huh. Well, as you
can see, I'm moving.

Yeah, I kind of
figured that out.

To where?

Bosnia.

No, really. To where?

There's a team
of doctors going over.

It's a year-long
commitment.

I'll be working
with orphans mostly.

Excuse me.

Wait a second.

I say no to you,
and you decide to move off to some war-torn country?

It's been in the works
for months.

Months?

How dare you make me
fall in love with you

and then do something
like this.

Oh, so you do
love me, huh?

That's beside the point.
No, it isn't!

If you love me,
why don't you marry me?

What's holding you back?

How about my life, for one?
My career, my friends?

Not to mention that
you never told me

about this master plan
of yours for us.

I just thought it was
a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity

for me as
a doctor, for you as a photographer,

but, you know, what's
the point in even talkt it now?

Because you said no.
Now I'm moving on.

And maybe
you should, too.

Go to hell.

That's one
description of it.

I'm sorry.

For...everything.

Me, too.

This is a stupid
way to die.

I'm sorry, too.

[door opening]

I'm not sure
why I came.

You gotta get us
out of here.

Dr. Shaw says
your friends are escaped mental patients.

She's lying. She's
suffering from multiple personality disorder.

I'm Dr. Shaw's
husband, and unfortunately,

what he's saying
is true.

You gotta believe us.
We're not crazy.

She's the one
who's crazy.

I'm beginning
to think you're right.

I heard her talking.

She's planning on
having you all...

lobotomized.

Oh, my God.

She wouldn't do
that-- not to me.

If you know that
Dr. Shaw's unbalanced,

then it's your duty
to help us.

Open the door.

Please.

So, not only
did you disobey me,

but you have put this
entire facility at risk, haven't you, nurse?

I was just
checking on them.

[Michael]
Kimberly...

Listen to me.

I want you to let
Peter and Amanda go.

You step back.

There.

Now, I love you.

Do you hear that?

I love you.

Call me Betsy.

No.
You're Kimberly.

And this other witch,
whoever the hell she is, you've got to fight her.

Now, somewhere inside you
is a woman I love, and a woman who loves me.

Don't touch me.

Our love is worth
fighting for, Kimberly.

You're a liar,
a liar.

You're wonderful.
You're wonderful.

You're everything
that this monster

that's taken
you over is not.

You're an adulterer.
You don't love her.

You don't love her.
Nobody loves her.

No, no. Hey.
Listen to me.

Betsy's the liar.

You hear me?
Betsy's the liar!

She doesn't want
you to be loved, but I love you.

I love you, and
nothing's ever gonna change that.

Now, come on,
Kimberly.

Come on, come back.
Come on, come back!

No, no!
Come on!

Come on!
No, I hate you! I hate you!

Oh, God. Oh...
Oh... Oh...

Come on.

Oh, my God.
I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.
I need help.

Please help me.

It's okay.
It's okay, I'm here.

I don't know what kind of
weird medicine this is,

but let go of the doctor
and step back!

You don't understand.

Yeah, I do!
You're boinking Peters,

and this other guy's
hypnotizing Dr. Shaw!

No. No, he's not.
I'm fine.

Just let them go,
please?

Let them all go, okay?
What?

Dave, it's been
a misunderstanding.

Please escort my friends to
the front gate.

Follow me.

[Peter]
Are you coming?

No. I'm not leaving
without Kimberly.

Wait a minute!
Nobody's going anywhere!

Go ahead!

Stop 'em!

[alarm blaring]

I told you
they could go!

Get your mitts off her!

Wait! I'll show you
the way out! Hurry!

Hey! Where do
you think you're going!

That's for all those times
you made me miss dinner.

Here. You'll need this
to get out the gate.

Thank you.
Thank you.

I'll call
the police!

What about Michael
and Kimberly? They'll be okay.

The cops will
be here any minute, which means you can't be.

Hurry up!
Here he comes!

You're all crazy.

You're not gonna
pin all this on me!

Don't you hurt him!

Aaaahhhh!

Kimberly!
Kimberly!

Her vitals are stable.
Pulse 86. Pressure is 110 over 70.

She's been in and out
of consciousness

since we got her
on a chopper.

I'll order a CAT scan,
make sure there's no neurological damage.

How far did
Kimberly fall? 15, maybe 20 feet.

Look, you'd better get
her a cross table lateral c-spine x-ray, too.

Thank God her fall
was broken by that orderly.

We'll take it
from here, Michael.

Thanks.

Dr. Mancini, I need to
ask you some questions about your partner.

Do you know
where he is?

Look, my wife's on
a gurney in there.

I don't know
whether she's gonna live or die,

so right now,
I don't give a damn about Peter Burns.

I see you found
something to wear.

Yeah, yeah.

Uh, tell Matt
I owe him one.

Peter, we need a plan.

You can't
stay here forever.

I think you should
leave the country.

I have an alibi.

Well, Michael called,

and your alibi
is in critical condition.

Apparently, Kimberly
took a nose-dive in that boiler room.

Where is she?
Wilshire Memorial.

But you can't go
there-- It's crawling with cops.

I, um...

I could drive
you to Mexico.

Mexico?!

I'm not leaving
everything behind, including you,

to open up a practice

somewhere
south of the border.

Well, it sure beats
the alternative.

No. The real
Kimberly is back.

Now, we saw her.

I know she remembers
that dinner,

and if she doesn't, I
can make her remember.

I want you to drive me
to the hospital.

Please.

All right,
I'll take you tonight, after it's dark.

Okay.

Listen, I want to...

I want to thank you
for, uh...

Believing in you?

Yeah, and uh...

Risking my life?

Yeah.

And...

Saving yours?

That, too.

Well, it's taken me a
long time to realize this,

but...

I want you in my life.

So...whatever I have to do.

Listen, uh...

have you come across
any loose checks lately?

The bookkeeper says
nine are missing

out of the back
of the checkbook.

You know I don't get
involved in the numbers side of the business.

I don't even have
access to the checks.

Well, you did
last week when you were in my office.

That's where
they're kept, Jane.

You know what I think?

I think that you're just
using this as an excuse

to be in my office.

I see the way you've
looked at me lately.

You want me again,
don't you?

You know I do.

Well, if you're
really nice,

you just might get me.

Jane, I want
to talk to you.

Look, Jake, I thought
I made myself clear.

It's over between us.

Fine. But you can't
be interested in this guy.

Tell me that much.

Yeah, tell him, Jane.

My every waking thought
is of Richard.

I am completely
focused on him.

Satisfied?

I don't know why you're doing
this, but's it's sick! Just go, Jake.

He sure left with
his tail between his legs.

Did he?

I'd better
get back to work.

It's about time
you woke up.

How are you feeling?

Michael,
I'm so sorry.

Don't talk.

Just listen.

I love you,
and...

What do you have,
a death wish?

There are cops
all over the hospital.

Yeah, I know.
I saw them. How is she?

She's barely
conscious.

If you would have called,
I would have told you that.

He just wants
to ask her...

Look, she can't play
20 questions now.

You're gonna have to
wait a few days.

I haven't got
a few days.

Kimberly?

Can you hear me?
It's Peter.

Peter, I'm so sorry.

I need you
to concentrate.

We had dinner
last week, out at the airport.

You were having
some problems, and we were gonna

take you and check
you into the hospital.

Do you remember?

I can't think.

I can't think,
Peter.

It was
at the airport.

It was last week,
Kimberly.

Think.
I need you to think.

Look, that's enough.
Peter! That's enough.

When she gets well, then
you get help. Understood?

Let's go.
Come on.

That's him
right there.

Sorry, doctor,
but you are wanted for murder.

Knew we'd catch you
sooner or later, Burns.

Cuff him.

I'll get
you a lawyer.

I'll be there
as soon as I can.

Guess I should have
listened to you.

[knocking on door]

It's getting
packed out here.

Could use some help.

Yeah.
Well, I could use a little privacy.

Jake, you've been
holed up in here for three hours

with a bottle of tequila.

Is there something
you want to talk about?

Let me guess.

This is where you

stick your nose
in my business and get all empathetic, right?

Excuse me, Jake,
but we are friends.

I'm allowed to ask
why you're hurting.

Friends, right?

Then why have you been
throwing yourself at me?

If you want
to get tanked

and imagine things,

that's fine.

But I don't want to
participate in it.

Oh, yeah, then why'd
you come in here?

You want me to do you
right here on the desk? Jake.

I don't know, I keep
trying to be a nice guy and it seems

all you women want
is someone to treat you like trash.

This is not about me.

Uh-huh.

It's all about you.

You've got
a good guy in Billy.

He loves you
and he wants to treat you right,

but you've
got to come sniffing around me,

don't you?

I am gonna forget
this conversation ever happened.

No, I don't want
you to forget.

I'm not interested
in you. You got that?

I'm not interested.

Now get out of here.

Well, good morning.

You got a minute?

What, are you
stalking me now?

I didn't want
to take a chance at waking on you.

You know, you're
workin' nights.

How considerate,
but right now the last thing I need to hear

is how great
you are for me.

Well, I'm not saying
that I'm the best thing since sliced bread.

I'm just telling you
that, I'm taking a look at myself, you know,

and my actions and
trying to take some steps to correct them.

Well, congratulations.
You've officially grown up.

So...

why not give me
another chance?

You know,
go out with me?

Tomorrow we could--

you know,
just...go out with me.

Tomorrow night
we could start over.

All right.
It's a date.

Okay.

You won't be sorry.

This will be
a new beginning for us.

Fine.

I'll see you
tomorrow night.

Ching!

Got a date.
Not bad, huh?

Looks like things
are working out with you two.

Took some doing,
but I knew she'd come around eventually.

Nice.

How's Kimberly?
Last I heard, she was still out of it.

I'm being arraigned
in the morning.

I know.

Look at me.

Look at where I am.

I don't want you
to get dragged through this.

Now, I want you to get up
and walk away.

I can't. I won't.

There's nothing you can do
to save me this time.

Walk away.

I'd give you a tissue,
but I'm all out.

Don't you people have
anything better to do

than harass
law-abiding citizens?

You already
arrested one.

The courts might
disagree with you,

in light of what we found
in Alycia Barnett's car.

Really?
What was that?

Records showing
that Peter Burns, your current boyfriend,

set up Bobby Parezi,
your recently deceased ex-boyfriend.

Do I have to do
your job for you?

Alycia killed Bobby
and covered her tracks to make Peter look guilty.

It's not that complicated.

Didn't Dr. Burns
confess to you that he set Parezi up?

Anything Peter told me
is confidential.

Not to the grand jury.

I won't be
testifying in front of the grand jury.

That's where
you're mistaken.

You're not his lawyer,
you're not a priest, and you're not his wife.

So guess what?
That makes you the People's star witness against Burns.

Keep an eye out
for that subpoena and have a good night.

How can you eat
at a time like this?

If not now, when?
Besides, we won't have to worry about our weight anymore.

Mmm. I'm gonna miss lobster.

[sound of door opening]

It's time.

Come on, Syd. Let's go.

No, I won't go.

You can't make me go.

You can't make me go.
I won't go.

I didn't want
to kill Richard.

Jane wanted to.
She made me do it. She blackmailed me.

Have some dignity,
for God's sake.

I don't wanna die.

I don't wanna
go to hell. Please!

Somebody! Please!

Shut up, Sydney,
and take your gas like a man!

[screams]

Syd, wake up.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, it was horrible.

We were dead sisters walking.

Syd, it was
just a dream.

Right. A dream.

Jane, what are you doing
in my apartment anyway?

I was out shopping.

Richard knows
about the money.

We have to act
quickly.

How quickly?

Tomorrow night.

Jane?

Read this with me.
Pray with me.

Put your decision
in the hands of a higher power.

I am.
Smith and Wesson's.

I'll pick you up
at 6:00. We'll have dinner first.

The peritoneal tap showed
blood in your abdomen.

Once we get that
burst spleen out,

you're gonna be A-OK.

Don't sugarcoat it.

I know I could die.

You're not gonna die.

I caused so much pain
to so many people.

I think about
what I almost did to Peter.

And to you.

I don't deserve
to live.

Honey, stop talking like that.
You're gonna be fine.

[Kimberly]
I don't understand how you can still love me.

Well, I do.
End of story.

See you in recovery.

You wouldn't even
look at me at the arraignment.

Michael called.
Kimberly's in surgery.

She has internal
bleeding.

Guess it's pretty
serious.

They want me to testify
before the grand jury.

They want me to say
that you set Bobby up

and ruined his business.

Don't perjure yourself
because of me.

Just tell the truth.

Peter, I talked
to your lawyer.

A wife doesn't have
to testify against her husband.

Marry me.
What?

I said I want you
to marry me.

No!

I mean...

why?

Why, because you feel
sorry for me?

Because you think
it might help me?

You have pursued me
relentlessly for months,

and now I want to get
married and you're not interested?

You still love me,
don't you?

More than anything.

That's why you deserve more
than conjugal visits

to a husband
who's behind bars.

I don't want you
to come back here,

and if you do,
I won't see you.

[knock on door]

What?

You got a...

little chocolate chip
on your upper lip.

I didn't wake you,
did I?

What are you doing here?

Well, I just...

I just wanted to tell you
that I was wrong

for assuming that
you'd leave the life that you have here

to follow me halfway
around the world.

Well, thank you
for stating the obvious.

And in my own defense,

I want you to know that
I acted out of love only.

Anything else?

No.

No, that's pretty much it.

I came...

said what I had to say,

and now, I'm going.

My plane leaves
in a few hours.

So this is good-bye.

Yeah. Yeah, it is.

O'Malley?

I think that if you only
have a few hours

left in this country,

you should spend them
with me.

Two vodka tonics.

So, you're going out
with Billy tonight?

Yeah, and if it's all right
with the boss,

I'd like to leave early.
Sure.

For what it's worth,
I think you're doing the right thing.

Well, as you so eloquently
pointed out the other night,

I'm lucky someone
as wonderful as Billy wants me at all.

Look, I didn't mean that
the way it sounded.

No, Jake, you did me a favor.

I was starting to feel
something for you,

but since you're not
interested,

it would have been
a waste of my time, and I might have overlooked

someone who really does
have feelings for me.

We're killing someone
in less than an hour

and you can't get
enough ketchup on your fries?

All right. If my healthy
appetite bothers you so much, I'll stop.

We need to get
a move on anyway.

On second thought,
take your time.

Another burger.
Order dessert.

I'm gonna run
to the rest room,

and then we're
gonna take off.

Keep an eye on my purse.

[phone rings]

Richard Hart.

I just wanted to make sure
we were still on for tonight.

[Richard]
My place, 8:00.

I've been thinking
about it all day.

Me, too.

I can't wait
to see your face.

I'm sorry.
We're short staffed.

You're gonna have
to hold.

Hey, 402 needs
a morphine increase.

Fourth floor.
Hang on.

Matt, I'm really
busy right now.

She's in
a lot of pain.

Then you get
the patient medication.

Thanks.

Hey, Greg. Hey, I've been
trying to reach you all day.

Um, I need a favor.

Sure. What's up?

Um, you know the stuff
you gave me last night?

I could, uh--
I could use some more.

I told you those
little white pills would come in handy.

Yeah, they--
they really did.

The problem is,
is that I've got a hematology exam tomorrow

and unless I pull
an all-nighter...

I'm sorry, but
I'm tapped out.

Better make
another connection.

Good thing you're
in a hospital.

All right.

Put your gloves on.

Jane, I don't know if I can
go through with this.

I mean,
what if we get caught?

What if something
goes wrong?

It won't.

All you have to do is
get behind the wheel

and drive
when I say drive.

But what if a cop
pulls us over?

Or, you know, I-- like,
I saw neighborhood watch signs all over the place.

We're never gonna get
away with this.

Just get a hold of
yourself, will ya?

All right. I'm sorry.

Okay... okay.

Good.
Now, wish me luck.

Good luck.

[sighing]
Oh, great.

Here we go.

Jane.

You're early.

Well, should we
get inside?

I'd rather die first.

Or, better yet,

I'd rather you die.

What are you up to?

Jane, don't do
anything stupid, okay?

Get down on your knees.

Um, why are you
doing this?

What the hell
do you want from me?

What do I want?

I want you to admit
you're a rapist.

I want to see
the fear in your eyes.

I want you to beg
for my mercy.

I'm not begging
for anything, bitch.

I'm waiting. Beg.
You're gonna regret this.

Say it. You either
say it to me, or you say it to God.

Either way...

you're dead.

Okay, look.
Don't shoot.

Say it!
Don't shoot, okay?

Yes, I raped you.

Okay?

I swear to God
I'll never do it again.

Do you forgive me?

Jane, please don't
kill me.

Now, give me the gun.
Jane--

Move again and I'll shoot.

All right. Okay.

[clicking]

No bullets.

[screams]

Aaaah! Sydney!

Now you're gonna
put out, baby.

Now you're gonna put out!

Are you okay?

What the hell did you do
with the bullets, Sydney?

I'm sorry.
I took them out.

I just didn't want you
committing murder.

What were you thinking?
Sydney, he's a rapist! He was gonna rape me again!

I'm sorry.
I just wasn't thinking, all right?

But I stopped him.

Yeah...

you did.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

He's dead.

Oh, my God.

I killed him?

Oh, my God.

Should I take his wallet?
No.

No one's ever
gonna believe this was a mugging.

Why not? Of course
they will. I mean, why wouldn't they?

Not when Richard got hit
over the head with a shovel.

Well, okay, so we'll
make it look like a carjacking.

Like, somebody followed
him home and they wanted his car.

Sydney, that's not
gonna work. That's not gonna work-- it's worse.

Why not? Do you have
any bright ideas? I don't know!

What are we gonna
do, Jane? I mean, this was your idea.

I don't know!

Let's just get rid
of the body.

And do what with it?

Go get the car.
And then what?

We'll bury him.

Someplace no one
will ever find him.

Go.

God.

Let's go.

What's going on?

I thought visiting hours
were over.

Your attorney
wants to see you.

Amanda, what are
you doing here?

Has something happened?

Not yet.

Andy has the license.
I have the rings.

And this is Mr. Williams.

He's the Justice
of the Peace.

No. Absolutely not!

I am not going through
some quickie ceremony here

just because it happens to
be legally expeditious.

Too bad--
I want to marry you

and there's not
a damn thing you can do about it.

Andy, will you talk
some sense into her?

As your attorney,
I happen to agree.

It's in your best interest.

Sign the license,
Peter.

Are you sure this is
really what you want?

We're ready.

Do you, Peter Burns,

take this woman to be
your lawfully wedded wife?

He does.

I do.

Do you,
Amanda Woodward,

take this man to be
your lawfully wedded husband?

I do.

You may exchange
the rings.

By the power vested in me
by the State of California,

I pronounce you
husband and wife.

Dr. Burns,
you may kiss your bride.

I do love you.

Time's up.

I'll be thinking
about you tonight.

[knocking on door]

Hi.

You forget
your paycheck.

You left work
on a Friday night

to hand-deliver
this to me?

Why?

Would you consider
another apology?

Friends, okay?

Yeah. Friends.

Listen, uh, friend...

since you're here, would
you do me a big favor?

I'm having trouble
with this zipper.

Isn't Billy going
to be here any minute?

No, I'm meeting him
on top of some office building.

God only knows
what he has planned,

but I'm gonna be late
unless you zip me up.

Your hands are cold.

Sorry.

Thanks.

It's my pleasure.

It's not just me,
is it?

What do you mean?

You feel this,
don't you?

It doesn't matter
what I feel.

Billy's waiting for you.

Are you waiting
for Jane?

No.

Not anymore.

We shouldn't do this.

Yeah. You're right.

[violin music]

More champagne, please.

Very good.

By the way, sir,

it's quite unusual
for the entire rooftop

to be rented
for the evening.

May I ask what
the occasion is?

Uh...it's a long
overdue reunion.

Mmm.

Hey.

I gotta go.

Oh, let me give you a ride
to the airport.

I'm not big
on public good-byes.

Is it too late to tell you
I don't want you to go?

You have no idea
how much strength

it's taking me
to walk out that door.

Don't make it any harder
than it is, please.

You take care
of yourself.

[sighing]
You, too.

Bye.

Bye.

[Sydney]
Look, I don't expect you to sing camp songs,

but you could
say something.

It's your party.

All right, at least
pick a spot.

I'm not gonna drive
around all night.

Bury him anywhere.

Fine.

Here.

Come on.
Let's get this over with.

Jane?

Don't freak out on me.

I can't do this.

Oh! Great.

Now you get cold feet.

I've already done
the hard part.

The least you can do
is help me bury the stiff.

Come on, Jane.

You murdered him.

Correction--

we murdered him.

All right.

I'll grab his head.
You can grab his feet.

Any time, Jane.

All right.

All right.

Oh!

On 3.

Ready?

1...2...

3!

All right.

Oh, my God!
Oh, my God!

Oh, oh!
[grunting]

Over there.

Okay.

All right. Push.

Okay.

Pull.
Unhh!

Okay.

Make yourself
useful, Jane.

Grab a shovel.

[ringing]

Hi, this is Jo.

I can't get
to the phone now,

so leave a message
and I will get back to you.

[beeping]

[man]
Final boarding call for Flight 1001 to New York.

All passengers report
to Gate 22.

O'Malley!

What are you
doing here?

I don't know, but
your leaving, it just doesn't feel right.

Come with me.

No. You stay.

Sir, you really have
to get on board.

All right,
just wait a minute.

Listen, we had something.
Let's not throw it away.

Come with me,
Jo, please.

How long is the layover
in New York?

It's two hours, but, sir,
you have to leave now.

All right, listen
to me-- Go home, get your passport,

come back here and catch
the next flight to New York.

I'll wait for you.
We'll fly on from there together.

Sir?
Just hang on!

You can't ask me to
do this-- I need time to think.

There is no time.

I love you.

I love you, too.

[beeping]

Kimberly?

Hmm?

Is the surgery over?

Yeah. It went well.

You're short a spleen,
but Dr. Anderson thinks

you're gonna do fine,
and I concur.

How's Peter?

Oh, don't worry about him.

Just worry about
yourself right now.

No. No,
just tell him...

I'll testify.

As soon as
I'm well, I'll testify.

Well, I'm sure
he'll be glad to hear that.

Now close those eyes
and get some rest, okay?

I'll be right here.

[flatlining]

Kimberly!

No!

Hey! Code blue!
Get a crash cart in here.

Don't you die on me,
Kimberly.

Enjoy your
honeymoon, lover.

Heh heh heh.

[knock on door]

Who is it?

Detective Wylie.
Just need a moment of your time.

I already told you
I'm not testifying against Peter.

We got married tonight.
I'm his wife.

I see.

Well, there's been
a development

in your
husband's case.

So, are you letting Peter
out of jail?

Well, that's kind of
tough, because Peter Burns isn't in jail.

I don't understand.
I just left him there.

Can you identify
this man?

No. I've never
seen him before.

That's odd, because
this is the real Dr. Peter Burns.

I don't know who
you're married to.

Jane, whatever I have
done to you in the past,

I've totally
made up for tonight.

I have blisters
on every one of my fingers,

my back is killing me,

my shoes are totally ruined.

[twig snaps]

What was that?

Let's get outta here.

He's not buried
deep enough.

Jane, I don't know about you,
but I am done for the night.

All right.

Let's go.

He must be so cold.

Trust me, Jane.

He doesn't care.

Get in the car.

It's okay, Jane.
The nightmare's over.

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