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I mean, I can understand David's motivation.

After all, he and Ray have never been the best of friends,

but how could Clare do this to me?

Do what? She's been involved

with The Peach Pit After Dark since the beginning.

So that makes it okay to help Valerie find a new house band?

Valerie said it was Ray's decision to go.

DONNA: You know what? I don't know what to think.

I just... I feel

so betrayed. Oh!

And clumsy, too, I bet.

Does anyone have a napkin?

I'll get it. Don't worry about it.

I'm sorry. Thank you.

No problem.

Hey, campers.

What's the rumpus? ANDREA: So Mr. President,

on behalf of the female population

on this campus, what is going on with the rapist?

I wish I knew.

Come on, what's the deal? You know what's

going on. All right, this isn't

for publication, but the guy that they brought in

ain't the guy.

Well, where does that leave us?

Afraid to walk across campus.

Well, not for long.

The Interfraternity Council

is organizing an escort service for damsels in distress.

This is really scary. I mean, they've got to beef up

the security parking and get better lighting.

You're not the only one that feels like that, Andrea.

And believe me, the student senate's

going to get all over it today.

(pager beeping)

My fan club always tracks me down.

It's not me.

(beeping continues)

Oh. It's, uh, my beeper.

Your beeper? Steve, didn't you hear?

Andrea's been moonlighting as a crack dealer.

ANDREA: Stop. It's work.

The hospital beeps me when they want me, and I go running.

Oh, your job sounds exciting.

Well, it's got its moments.

(knock at door)

Miss me?

I thought you'd never get here.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Hey, baby, bye ♪

♪ Hey, baby, bye ♪

♪ Hey, baby, bye... ♪

(sustaining note)

♪ Ow! ♪

♪ Hey, baby, bye ♪

♪ Hey, baby, bye ♪

♪ Hey, baby, bye ♪

♪ Hey, baby, bye... ♪

All right, yeah... Guys!

Stop! Hello!

Stop! Enough!

(music stops)

That's enough, we, uh...

we get the idea.

CLARE: Thanks, guys, that was great.

We'll let you know.

Next!

Geez. So you didn't like them, did you?

Well, they were better than the last four.

Oh, that's saying a lot.

VALERIE: And what is this?

I think it's their way

of keeping the spirit of Woodstock alive.

(sighs)

I really appreciate you coming down here.

Oh, no problem, man.

I knew the charges would turn out to be bogus.

Like I was going to let you drift.

Thanks.

You're a good friend, David.

I want to be honest with you.

About what?

Just after Desert Storm, I was stationed at Fort Bragg.

Hell, everyone was acting crazy;

we'd just been in a damn holy war.

I can't imagine what that must be like.

Yeah, well... I was on leave with some guys from my unit,

and, uh, you know,

we were drinking and trolling the streets for hookers, and...

I was so wasted, I-I can't even really say what happened next.

I guess some of the guys got a little gung ho.

All I know is, I woke up the next day in a cell...

arrested for rape.

You're kidding.

Oh, man, I wish I were.

It all got plea-bargained down to sexual assault,

but... it's on my record, man.

I'm...

I'm a registered sex offender.

I did two years in a federal brig,

and I got out, determined to make something of my life.

Well, look, I'm sorry to hear about all that,

but I mean, you have made something with your life.

You were on the dean's list

last semester.

Every time someone commits a sex crime,

you can bet they're going to haul me in.

Look, man, don't worry about it. All right?

It's all over.

Nobody has to know about this.

Yeah.

I'm all for prison reform

and rehabilitation, but...

when a convicted sex offender like Lenny Zeminski

is admitted to this campus,

it is indicative of the lack of respect

you people have for women. Yes, thank you.

Janice, I thought we agreed

to protect that man's right to privacy

by not naming names.

I didn't start the leak.

Everyone already knew.

DEAN: Well, that is unfortunate

because he's no longer a suspect.

That's just because they couldn't come up

with enough evidence to hold him.

No, no, no, the suspect had an alibi that checked out,

and the victim was positive it wasn't him.

So, the rapist could still be on the campus.

Brandon, let's not fuel the fire with reckless speculation.

What's so reckless about assuming if there's one rape,

there could be another?

And another and another and another.

DEAN: Look, look, people!

Lieutenant Smith and I are here today to assure you

that we are doing everything within our power

to make sure it is business as usual on this campus.

With all due respect, sir,

"business as usual" usually means cutbacks

and no student involvement in the decision-making process.

WOMAN: Right. (applause)

BRANDON: Now, I-I don't want to, I don't want to grandstand here,

but two months ago, we unanimously passed

a ten-point program to improve campus security.

What happened to that? Yes, but unfortunately,

you-you gave us no recommendations

on how to fund your program,

and you'd be all over us if it meant raising your tuition.

BRANDON: Nonetheless, at this point,

what Janice and Patricia want to know is:

Do the police have any suspects or any leads?

(students murmuring)

Well, that about sums it up, doesn't it?

Whoa, Charlie, what are you doing?

This is almost the 21st century, man.

(with Scottish accent): You gotta embrace the technology.

No, no, no. Can you imagine Raymond Chandler on a laptop?

Actually, come to think of it, no.

Yeah. So what are you writing--

the great American screenplay? Nope.

A serious writer never tells what he's working on.

I can respect that.

Well, you're not even going to ask what it's about?

I thought I already did.

Yeah, yeah, you did, didn't you?

(clearing throat): Well, let's see, without getting too far into the plot, uh...

you know, it starts off like your basic

hard-boiled detective story

until the main character starts having these really...

radical dreams about his past lives.

I've lost you already, right?

No, you didn't lose me.

I think that's pretty interesting.

Yeah, well, um, you know, make yourself at home.

You could help with the screenplay if you want to.

Really?

Mm-hmm.

Okay.

Yeah, I'll, uh, I'll have a look at it, see what I can do.

Well, uh... you know, this place is really conducive to writers.

The phone never rings.

Hmm. Everybody who stays here,

doesn't want to be bothered... if you get my drift.

Oh, yeah.

It's your basic no-tell motel.

People who stay here stay under assumed names.

Like these two...

Look at her.

CHARLEY: She's trying to be casual, she's hoping nobody sees her.

30 seconds later, he comes out of the same room,

they act like they don't know each other, and they drive off

in different directions.

It's pretty wild, huh?

Have you ever seen them before?

Just the guy.

He paid for the week.

You know he's getting his money's worth.

Hey, Nat.

Where are you going with all that food?

The empress ordered room service.

Oh, well, will you tell her I'm still waiting out here?

Will do.

Thank you.

Hey, there.

Hello.

Oh, you work at the Condor's Nest, right?

Yeah, I do. I thought so.

You cleaned up my mess today.

Oh, right, right.

Uh, are you Clare?

No, I'm Donna.

She's my roommate... possible ex-roommate.

I was hoping I could talk to her about getting a job

around here.

Oh, well, Valerie's in charge now.

Oh, is she nice?

Nice?

Um... I don't really know how to answer that question.

(both chuckle) Okay.

Uh, do you happen to know if she's hiring?

Sorry, I don't know that answer either.

(chuckles)

NAT: You're up.

Oh, thanks, Nat.

You want to go first?

Oh, no, that's okay.

Be sure to put in a good word for me.

Sure... um, I don't know your name, though.

Oh, Garret.

Garret Slan.

Well, I'll see what we can do, Garret.

Thanks... Donna.

Won't take long.

(door opens)

(door closes)

Help yourself; I ordered way too much food.

Valerie... Uh, listen, I'm really glad

you stopped by.

I feel like I've been flying solo here,

and I could really use your help. Besides,

I want you to hear my new message,

and you tell me what you think. Okay?

VALERIE (on machine): Hey, After Darkers.

A major recording artist will be here Friday night.

I could tell you who, but it wouldn't be any fun, would it?

Anyway, you know where to find us and you know when.

After Dark. When else?

Huh.

So...

what do you think?

I think you're an incredibly cruel human being.

What are you talking about?

Ray should be playing here Friday night,

and he would be if you hadn't cut him loose.

Cut him loose?

Did he say I did that?

Not in so many words.

Look, Donna,

I didn't start the dump Ray campaign.

I mean, David said that the club would die

if we didn't get some new blood in here.

David said that?

Yeah. I'm just as surprised as you are.

Look, I like Ray, and I love his music.

But when you think about it, how is an artist going to grow

if he keeps playing the same club week after week?

Well... I guess you're right.

Believe me, Ray needed to get out of here.

And you need to start eating some of this food

before I pig out.

(chuckles)

Well, I guess I am a little hungry.

Oh, uh, I almost forgot.

There's a guy outside, he's looking for a job.

Is he cute? He seems nice.

He works at the Condor's Nest.

Okay, let's go get him.

Garret.

Garret?

(sighing): He must have gone.

Hey, where's my backpack?

Donna, it's right there, below the speaker.

Oh.

Yeah, but I had it up here on the speaker.

Well, is everything in it?

I hope so.

Well, I wouldn't make too much of it.

(sighs)

Yeah, you're right.

I've just been a little freaked out

ever since that girl was raped on campus.

Yeah, you, me and everybody else.

Well, let's go eat lunch before it gets cold.

(sighs)

Oh, boy.

(Valerie laughs)

Hey, so you teeing off from the mathematics building?

I wish. No, we're just giving rides to women around campus

so they don't have to worry

about any psychos lurking in the bushes.

Very noble.

I feel safe already.

(chuckles) Can I get a lift?

Yeah, hop in. Okay.

(sighs)

Oh, very comfy.

Well,

unfortunately, to get this cart from Rush's country club,

I had to promise to play a tournament with him

in Palm Springs.

Oh, life is full of little compromises.

Well, that's funny. I thought

life was like a box of chocolates.

(laughs)

What are you doing on campus?

Honestly, I came to see you.

I'm kind of in a bind with the club, and...

No way, Valerie.

You don't even know what I want.

Valerie, look,

I'm a sensitive guy.

I can't go on another roller coaster ride with you.

Look, Steve, I don't have a replacement band for Ray.

Well, I thought you were auditioning acts.

They all sucked, and every major band I tried for

just kind of laughed at me.

Well, that's showbiz.

Look, I wouldn't be asking if I wasn't desperate.

Thanks.

No, I mean, I promised this big mystery act, and...

I don't think I can deliver.

But you know I can't get involved.

Steve, come on. I mean, you've got great contacts.

I mean, you knew Jade,

you, you hung out with the Stones.

If you can do this for me, I'll make it worth your while.

Look out! Oh, my...! (woman screams)

(laughs)

All right, Valerie.

I'll tell you what, I'll get back to you on that, okay?

Look, I need a big name for tonight.

Oh, tonight?

Oh, great, nothing like no time

to put the pressure on me.

(laughs)

Thanks.

I think this is my stop.

(students clamoring)

Look, I didn't touch the girl, so just leave me alone.

Whoa, man, you all right?

I think so.

You take it easy.

(sighing)

Good afternoon, Ms. Zuckerman.

Hey, well, I think I like seeing this,

seeing you on campus again.

(with British accent): Thinking of matriculating, are we?

No, not a chance,

but there are some things here that I definitely like.

For instance, the campus bookstore.

I just spent two hours

browsing in the psychology section alone.

I see, that's why you invited me here today--

so that you could borrow my student discount card.

Is that it?

No.

I just figured it was better to see you here

than at the Palm Wind Motel.

Relax.

Nobody knows but me.

It's not what you think, Dylan.

I'm, I'm in love with him.

And love won't be denied.

Something like that.

Is Jesse happy about it?

Okay... look, it's none of my business.

If you don't ever want me to bring it up again,

just say so.

Look, this wasn't...

this wasn't something that I planned.

I mean, I met this amazingly charming,

sensitive, loving guy.

I mean, it was like a miracle.

What am I supposed to do?

Turn my back on my feelings?

It just seems that sneaking around is not the best way

to build a solid relationship.

This is the, uh...

voice of experience speaking, huh?

No, Andrea, I'm not here to judge you.

I just wanted to let you know that I know.

That way, if you want to talk about it, we can talk.

End of story, okay?

Okay.

End of story.

Hey.

Have you heard?

Señor Perverto is moving out.

(distant laughter)

Lenny, what's going on?

Simple. I'm getting out of Dodge City.

Why? You were cleared.

I mean, who cares what girls like Amy Houseman have to say?

You have a right to be here.

Why don't you try walking across campus with me?

It feels like everyone knows who I am and what I did.

The best thing for me is to slink out the back door

and not come back.

It's funny, but I think the best thing

for you to do is fight.

You have rights.

Maybe I don't want to be the poster child

for ex-con rights. Okay?

Look, Lenny, I understand what you're going through.

All right?

But I have a lot of pull on this campus.

I mean, I know all the media people.

I mean, hell,

the student body president is one of my best friends.

Look, I appreciate the concern, I really do, but...

But what?

(sighs)

There's just some other stuff going on here.

So just let it die, will you?

What other stuff?

Look... I can't talk about it.

Okay?

Are you trying to tell me you did it?

What if I did?

You know, when you've been in prison,

you find out that even the guilty need someone

to believe in them.

Then let me talk to some people.

Just give me a day to work on this.

All right?

(sighs)

Valerie.

Valerie, it's me,

♪ Mr. Showbiz. ♪

(knocking)

VALERIE: Uh, just a second, Steve.

Oh, boy, have I got an act for you. (chuckles)

Ah... can you come back a little bit later?

Come back?

You're not going to believe who I'm talking to.

Uh...

MAN: I'm in the middle of a situation.

Who's that? It's Arnold Dickey

from the Morris office.

It is so cool who he's got lined up to play tonight.

Yeah, but I...

You're a sweetheart, thanks.

I hate her.

Hey, anybody home?

Hey. Hey.

It's about time you showed your handsome face

around here.

(chuckling): What's with the bat?

Oh, Donna-- Alpha softball team.

Come here.

Absence makes the heart grow fonder.

Hey, is that the best you can do?

Look, sorry, I'm on a tight deadline.

Walter Chen agreed to let me produce a profile on Lenny.

"Rehabilitated Criminal: A Student."

He did?

Yeah, with the help of you or Donna.

I think I'll have to pass-a-dena on that one.

Oh, come on, Clare, the guy deserves some respect.

I mean, some of the students on campus

are actually trying to run him out of town.

No, David, the guy has a history

of violence against women, all right?

If he wants to go into higher learning,

let him do it in an estrogen-free environment.

You know, sometimes I wish your heart

was as big as your mouth.

I'll remember that.

Donna, come on, let's go.

Hey, Donna.

(scoffs)

What, now you want to make nice?

What'd I do wrong? Right, David.

Don't play innocent like it's not your fault

that Ray is not playing at the Peach Pit anymore.

Are you on medication or something?

Get out of my apartment, please.

You know, after all that's happened,

I can't believe I even promised Valerie

I'd go to the club tonight.

Clare, what's going on here?

I'm not getting involved.

Donna, look. No!

No "looks."

You sandbagged Ray with Valerie

because you're jealous that he has a band and you don't!

No, no! Why don't you just slow yourself down, all right?!

I'm here just to help an innocent guy catch a break,

and you're sitting here, yelling at me

about something that didn't... David, look!

No, you look, all right?

You've become such a self-involved bitch,

such a pale version of what you used to be!

I don't know what I ever saw in you

in the first place.

(door opens)

(door slamming)

So I went through my little black book,

and I found some good names.

Well, I'm not worried about their names.

How are their bods?

Well, they're not quite fabulous at 40--

or 50 for that matter-- but not bad.

Do they have hair?

On their heads? Oh, God.

(laughs) This is as gruesome

as I thought it was going to be.

Did anyone ever tell you you have a rotten attitude?

Oh, no, no, no. I have experience.

I have been married four times.

(entrance bell rings)

CINDY: Don't worry, Jackie,

we'll find you a man.

Look who's here!

Erin!

Mommy.

Oh, what a wonderful surprise!

What do you have?

I got Lion King pencils. (gasps)

Lion King pencils and puppets

and stickers and Lion King pajamas.

Well, it's nice to see you come so prepared.

It's nice to see you, too.

Mel, why don't you join us?

You sure?

Uh... Cindy, you know that book?

We won't be needing that tonight.

Hey, Sanders, is that you on TV?

NEWSCASTER: The police department refuses to comment on the progress

of their investigation into the rape on the CU campus last week.

University public...

That's because they still don't have a clue who this guy is.

NEWSCASTER: ...flatly denied accusations that the school...

Well, Janice, that's very nice of you to say, but...

Honestly I'm not even thinking about running for president

again next year.

Well, I'm flattered that you and Alex would both vote for me,

but one term's been enough stress for me

(door opens, then closes)

No, no, don't do that.

Look-look, I got to go.

Yeah, of course I'm trying to get rid of you.

All right, talk to you later. Bye.

Mom, what are you doing home?

I thought you and Jackie were gonna be wild chicks

out on the town tonight?

Oh, Jackie ran into Mel at the Peach pit.

Is it the end of civilization as we know it?

Not exactly. They actually got quite cozy.

I started to feel like the odd chick out.

Mel, Jackie, cozy? What is it, a full moon?

No. Jackie found out

that Mel's girlfriend left him for a younger dentist.

Oh. She suddenly started

laughing at all his jokes.

That sounds serious.

Actually, I think they're both quite, uh, motivated.

Now, what's this about you

not running for another term as president?

Mom, Janice just liked how blunt I was with the dean, that's all.

You know your father is gonna be very disappointed

if you don't run.

Mom, curtail the collateral damage, will you?

Well, can you blame us?

There's a certain cachet

having a president for a son.

(doorbell chiming)

Mom, I like a good cachet as much as the next guy,

but I think in this case, it's better to quit while I'm ahead.

Silver! Hey.

To what do I owe this unexpected honor?

Well Brandon, I, I need to ask a favor of you.

Oh, come on in, man. You, uh, want some grub?

No, actually, no, I don't really have a lot of time.

What's up?

Well, a friend of mine

is planning on dropping out of school,

and I was hoping maybe you could talk to him tonight.

Can't it wait till tomorrow?

Well, the problem is,

he might not be here tomorrow.

Uh, it's, it's Lenny Zeminski.

The guy they arrested for the rape?

They guy they released.

Right.

Sure. No problem.

Great. Thanks a lot, man.

Yeah, you got it.

I really appreciate it.

No sweat.

I don't believe this!

I can't believe you didn't make the deposit.

Every Thursday, I get a check, you put it in the bank.

I count on you to take care of that.

Why does it always have to be me?

Why can't you make the deposit once in a while?

That's not the point, Andrea.

I can do it if you can't, but you got to tell me.

Excuse me, it is not like

you are always Mr. Reliable yourself.

Oh, oh, what's that supposed to mean?

It's supposed to mean that you've been promising

to hang the towel rack in the bathroom for weeks now,

not to mention tune up the car.

Oh, here we go again, tune up the car.

"When are you gonna tune up the car, Jesse, huh?

When are you gonna tune up the car?" You know...

Listen, we're both really busy people right now, all right?

Let-Let's, let's just talk about this when I get back, all right?

Get back from where?

Dinner at my mother's, Andrea.

Andrea, I told you about this!

My entire family is gonna be there!

I am sorry, okay?!

I forgot, you told me, and I forgot.

If we're supposed to go, let's just go.

You know what, don't do me any favors, okay?

Oh, what, now you're saying you don't want me to go?

No, no, I don't, not with that attitude, I sure don't.

Listen, sweetie, why don't you do me a favor

and take the night off, all right?

Fine.

And why don't you just bond with your daughter for a change?

(door slams)

(crickets chirping)

BRANDON: Lenny?

Yeah.

Hi. I'm Brandon Walsh.

Oh, I know who you are.

You're David's friend, Mr. Student Body,

here to tell me what a bright future I have at CU.

No, actually, I was going door to door selling magazines.

Ah, well, I appreciate you taking the time,

but I was heading out to buy some smokes.

Mind if I head out with you?

What's the matter?

You don't trust me prowling around the campus

at night by myself?

You got to be careful.

There's a rapist out there.

All right, let's go.

LENNY: So, what do you hear about this investigation?

BRANDON: Not much.

LENNY: The guy's a psycho-- that much I can tell you.

How do you know that?

When I was in custody, I heard what he did to Melody.

You knew her?

Yeah.

How do you think I got off so easily?

She knew it wasn't me.

I got to hope they're gonna catch this guy.

Yeah, well, don't get your hopes up.

What do you mean?

The cop that questioned me was a real lightweight.

There were hundreds of questions

he could've asked me he didn't think about.

Like what?

Well, I don't want to get into it.

Then why did you bring it up?

As president of this school,

what kind of clout do you carry with these guys?

Well, Dean Whitmore is a pretty good friend,

and in some circles I'm known as the chancellor's lackey.

What about the cops?

Do you need to talk to a lawyer?

Do you want one of these?

No, thanks. Lenny, tell me what you know.

(sighs)

I know who raped Melody.

(flipping light switch)

Oh, great.

Kelly!

Hello?

(gasps)

Hello, Donna.

Help!

Help me!

(muffled scream)

Don't fight it, don't fight it.

I used to teach self-defense.

Your response time was a little slow,

though your form was very impressive.

(muffled cries)

You might be thinking about at this time

if this is really gonna happen.

It is.

(muffled screams)

It can happen two ways--

it can be painful and very... what's the word?

Untidy.

Or it can be pure pleasure.

Now, what's it gonna be, Donna?

What's it gonna be? (muffled): No!

Okay... now I'm gonna remove my hand,

(muffled): No! and if you make so much as a sound,

I'm gonna have to pull out my knife.

Now, things could get very untidy.

Do you understand? (muffled screams and cries)

(gagging): Garret, please...

Garret's not here.

Call me Warren, that's my real name.

(cries)

Aw... oh, you're even sexier than Clare.

(crying)

Aw... don't worry.

No, I'm not gonna rush.

I want us to get to know each other first.

(crying)

That's a good girl.

Come on. Easy...

(dance music playing)

STEVE: You know, I've never been a big fan of alternative music,

but these guys rocked the house.

CLARE: Yeah, it was cool to see them in a small club like this, huh?

STEVE: Yeah.

BRANDON: Hey, guys.

Brandon. Hey, Mr. Punctuality.

Clare, it looks like

the campus rapist may be stalking you.

What?

This is Lieutenant Joyce Davis over here; she's from the LAPD.

She wants to ask you a few questions.

STEVE: Boy, you must have had

one hell of a night, huh?

You could say that.

VALERIE: What's going on?

Why are there cops here?

The campus rapist may be targeting Clare.

Who do they think it is?

Some guy who worked at the Condor's Nest.

Well, do they know his name?

It's probably an alias,

but the name that he's been using is Garret Slan.

Wait a second, I know that name.

You know, I think it's a friend of Donna's.

Donna?

GARRET: I'll be right there, honeybun.

Well, how do I look?

(softly): You look ravishing.

Are those ropes too tight?

Just relax, just relax.

You won't be needing this anymore.

Please don't hurt me.

Take anything you want.

You're what I want.

Please...

I've never done this before.

What?

A little tramp like you is still a virgin?

Please, please, let me go. Please...

This is going to be more memorable

than I could ever imagine.

(door opening)

DAVID: Donna, you home?

(stifled scream)

Who is it?

It's my roommate.

Don't lie to me. No men live here.

Come on, Donna, I saw your car outside. I know you're here.

Get rid of him.

Go away, David.

I don't want to talk to you.

Donna, I know you don't.

Especially after the way

I spoke to you this afternoon.

I've just been under a lot of pressure.

Look, can we talk about it tomorrow?

I just can't stand you thinking

I'm the only one who got Ray fired.

It's just... it's not true.

Okay, Dave.

We'll talk about it tomorrow, I promise.

All right.

What's up with the lights?

(voice cracking): I just...

I've got a migraine, and you're making it worse.

Sorry.

Can I, uh, get you anything?

No, Dave.

Just go.

All right, I'll, uh, I'll see you tomorrow.

(door opens, then closes)

Well, it's too bad David spoiled the mood.

Looks like we're going to have to make it quick.

Aw, it's your first time, too.

(screaming): No!

No! No!

No! No! No! No!

(crying): No!

It's okay, it's okay,

it's okay.

I know he's out.

It's okay. (sobbing)

Come on, it's okay.

It's okay.

CHARLEY: Have some tandoori, man.

No, I gotta pass.

I can't stand that curry. I got white man's tongue.

(with Indian accent): Hey, no curry on tandoori.

When I was in India, that is all that I could get down

for the first couple months.

When were you in India?

'72, '73, ah, somewhere around there.

I was barely even born yet.

Oh, well, you're just a young pup, ain't ya?

But you got an old soul, huh?

You really think we've all been here before?

Here? God, hope not. Yeah, I know what you mean.

I'm having enough trouble getting through

the here and now. Yeah, but you know what,

I think there's really something to the idea of Karma.

Karma? Yeah, man.

It's a series of lives that you lead

until you learn the lesson that you've got to learn.

And then what, you reach...?

Nirvana.

Oh, hey, hey.

Well, good ol' number 103.

I knew he'd be back.

(car door opening, then closing)

(knock at door)

This is a pleasant surprise.

I thought you were busy tonight.

Well, I canceled my plans.

Mmm. Well, that was very naughty of you. I love it.

Peter, what's the rush, huh?

I'm on a break, that's the rush.

Mmm....

Peter, we have to talk. (sighs)

We can't continue this way.

Well, I thought we already talked.

I'm not giving you up, and you're not giving me up,

unless something's changed.

Well... something has changed.

Oh.

But it's good.

I'm leaving Jesse.

What?

I've been living

a lie all this time.

I can't do it anymore.

I'm married to one man,

and I'm in love with another.

It's not fair to either of you,

and it's definitely not fair to me.

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

When did you decide this?

Well, it's been growing.

It's obvious, it's... it's been going on for a long time.

Peter, I'm unhappy with Jesse,

and you're unhappy with Adrienne.

There's no reason we should be unhappy separately

when we can be happy together.

Andrea...

I'm sorry, but I'm not unhappy.

In fact, I'm delighted

with the perfect arrangement we've got here.

No one gets hurt, and there are no strings.

Isn't that part of what makes it fun?

Fun?

I thought you wanted strings.

I thought you wanted to be with me.

(sighs) Yeah, but Adrienne put me

through med school, and it'll be years before

I'm making any real money as a doctor.

I couldn't leave her if I wanted to.

And... I don't want to.

I see.

Look, Andrea...

Don't touch me.

Hey, don't make me the bad guy here, okay?

I never promised you anything.

Oh, no, you promised a lot.

(crying): Maybe not in words, but you promised.

(door slamming)

(sobbing)

(car engine starting)

(tires squealing)

Well, hey, that was quick.

Talk about wham, bam, thank you, ma'am. Ah.

Be right back, Charley.

Hey, Andrea.

Andrea.

Hey, hey, whoa.

Hey... come here, it's all right.

Let it out, it's all right.

It's not all right.

I was going to leave Jesse to be with Peter.

How could I be so stupid?

How could I think that something was so true

when it was so false?

Dylan, I don't even know who I am.

Nobody does really babe, nobody does.

(garbled radio transmission)

So, how's our girl holding up?

Pretty good,

considering what she's been through.

So, I don't understand this.

The cops said that you told them about Garret.

Yeah, in the conversations I had with your friend, Lenny,

it came out that he had spent some time

in the military prison with Garret.

So, why didn't he say anything sooner?

He got scared when he didn't mention anything

when he was first questioned.

He thought if he brought it up later on,

he'd get hauled in as an accomplice.

That sounds like Lenny.

He's usually pretty paranoid.

Well, it turns out Garret was picking

his brain about all the coeds at CU,

so he may have had good reason to worry.

Is that why you thought Garret was after me?

Uh-huh, but then he met Donna and one thing lead to another.

(sighs) I gotta tell you,

I'm honestly pretty surprised that Lenny talked to you at all.

I think he was hoping

I could talk to the university

about helping him transfer

to another college in the CU system.

Well, could you?

Yeah, sure.

The guy deserves a break.

Great, thanks.

I'll get this back over to Donna.

Here you go.

(sighs)

Thanks, Dave.

(chuckles) That was pretty smart.

I knew something was wrong, 'cause you never call me Dave.

I hope I never have to again.

I'm sorry I broke the figurine

you gave me last year at the carnival.

What, that stupid plaster thing?

I'm surprised you even kept it.

Of course I did.

That was the last thing you ever gave me.

Thanks.

You're welcome.