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NOAH: All right.

Read 'em and weep.

KELLY: Or gloat.

STEVE: No wonder you wanted to play strip poker.

NOAH: I took stuff off.

DONNA: Yeah, a sock. How revealing.

DAVID: Okay. A pair of nines.

I thought the phrase was unlucky in love, lucky in cards.

A pair of eights.

Do earrings count?

Not a chance. Two pair.

Three fours. I'm gonna go call Matt.

Hmm.

Oh, make sure you tell him what fun you're having here

while he's in New York on business.

All red over here, baby.

Don't even ask.

You know we could, we could, we could stop this game right now.

How come that offer

wasn't available to me

when I was on a losing streak, huh?

Because unlike most sane people, you were actually enjoying it.

I got it. Here we go...

Whoo-hoo! Lose it, sister.

Mm... NOAH: Oh, yeah.

I still can't believe you're a lawyer.

Why? Isn't that what I always said I wanted to be?

Yeah, yeah. But you did it.

I mean, despite everything, you moved on.

So, um...

I know this place isn't exactly the Rainbow Room, but, uh...

You kidding me?

I've spent the last three years in an institution

telling anybody who'd listen to me

that a swarm of killer bees

was going to assassinate the president.

This is...

This is amazing, Matt.

Last fall, when Dr. Costas

told me about clozapine

and how it worked wonders on some of his patients...

Schizophrenics?

Ugly word. Ugly disease.

I didn't know what to do.

I tried not getting my hopes up.

And that is why I wasn't there.

I woke up.

That's the only way to describe it. I mean...

It's like I can see everything clearly now.

Everything's come into focus.

I should have been there.

You, you know...

had a life. I didn't.

But now I'm looking forward to going to L.A. with you

and putting all this behind us.

Now, about that, L.A.

Shouldn't you be near your doctors?

No.

They've found a referral for me.

Really?

Oh.

I'm sorry.

I, uh, I just assumed that you would want me...

In L.A. I do, of course.

If you don't, that's, that's fine.

But I do. That's okay.

Good.

'Cause that's where I want to be.

(groaning sharply)

I said three cards, not two cards.

Uh-huh. Strip, buddy.

How's Matt?

I don't know. He wasn't in his room.

I'm doing this under protest.

(squealing) (chuckling)

Believe me, so are we.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ One thing I don't know ♪

♪ It took nothing to get you going ♪

♪ Maybe I'm just running late ♪

♪ In another twist of fate ♪

♪ Your perfect life that will never be found ♪

♪ It keeps dragging me down ♪

♪ It keeps dragging me down ♪

♪ It keeps dragging me down ♪

♪ It keeps dragging me down ♪

♪ And the talking never... ♪

All right. Listen up, everybody.

Rule number one: You are dirtbags--

drug users,

con men, thieves who cut a deal

and got community service instead of hard time.

Rule number two: Dirtbags do as I say.

Rule number three: Dirtbags don't do as I say,

it's "good-bye, cushy deal" and "hello, prison."

Am... I... clear?

LABORERS: Yes, sir.

You've got your assignments. Now get to work.

DYLAN: Well, that guy's a real prince, huh?

Bro, I just want to build this fence,

do my 80 hours and move on.

That's what he's counting on.

Okay.

Looks pretty simple to me...

You know, work detail usually means we have to work.

Bro, unless you shore up this hill,

what you're doing is gonna cause a slide, man.

Problem, ladies?

Yes, sir. I think we should

shore up this hill with that netting, sir.

You think?

Yes, sir, to prevent a slide from happening.

Listen, Joaquin,

maybe something got lost in the translation.

We're putting up a fence to prevent a slide.

I think he was just trying to be helpful.

Shut up, McKay. Julio, you mouth off like that again,

and I'm gonna boot your illegal ass

back over the border where it belongs.

I'm guessing he doesn't like me, bro.

Well, you're a quick study.

I'm Dylan.

Ramon. What's up?

Let's get to it, Ramon.

Yeah.

STEVE: Hey. Good morning.

Hmm. Look at you, wearing clothes and everything.

Oh, yeah.

Family jewels back in the vault?

(laughing)

Safe and sound, Noah.

If I'd known how bad a player you were, Steve,

I'd have bet you for money.

Well, now that I know how lucky you are,

remind me not to take you up on that offer.

Hey. You did get all the best hands.

Well, like Steve said, I'm a lucky guy.

I'll be at the club.

Mm. Bye.

NOAH: I'll see ya.

So, you're surprisingly cheerful this morning.

Plotting revenge has that effect on me.

Aren't those Noah's glasses?

Yeah. The same ones he said he was wearing

because his contact lenses were bothering him.

And you're wearing them because...

Did you ever hear the phrase, "You make your own luck"?

Mm-hmm.

Noah certainly made his. These cards,

they're marked. What?

I don't see anything. Look through here.

Oh!

He cheated!

I have an idea how to get back at him.

Are you with me?

What? Double-cross my boyfriend?

He did have you down to your G-string.

Oh, I am so in.

(laughing)

Yes.

There you go.

Hey, Nat, I thought health inspections

were supposed to be unscheduled.

Yeah, a friend downtown tipped me off that it's tomorrow.

For here and the club.

Well, you have nothing to worry about, though. Right?

(chuckles) Enjoy the eggs.

(sobbing)

Are you okay?

Oh. Fine.

Oh. Really? Well I'd hate to see you when you're not.

(chuckles)

No. It's just this...

This book I'm reading is so sad.

What's it about?

This meant-to-be couple who have this chance meeting,

fall in love, and then one of them just disappears.

Galley copy. What, are you an editor?

No, no. A development executive at a studio.

I read unpublished novels

to see if they would make good movies.

This one so would. Oh.

Tell me about it.

Uh, I hate to interrupt, but we need you.

Well, can it wait?

Uh, actually, no. No.

That's right. Disappear on me.

(chuckles)

This'd better be good.

Oh, it is. So, who's that?

Someone I might have gotten to know if you two hadn't shown up.

(Steve groans)

Hey. Hi.

You're back.

How was your trip?

It was great. I mean, you know, good. I just got back.

Yeah I-I called you last night.

I thought maybe you'd call me back.

Kelly, I'm sorry. You know what I did?

I unplugged the phone last night

to get some work done, and, uh,

well, I fell asleep reading this deposition,

and by the time I woke up, I was lucky I caught the plane.

You work way too hard.

Tell me about it. I'm late for a conference call.

Go. Do.

We'll have plenty of time to catch up

this weekend in Santa Barbara.

Santa Barbara?

Yeah. I made reservations for us at the Miramar.

Ocean-front room,

everything. It'll be great.

Oh, Kelly...

Don't worry about the money.

It's on me.

No. I just don't think

I'm going to have everything finished in time, that's all.

Oh. Okay, whatever.

Um, just let me know by tonight

because I have to tell the hotel.

Okay, all right.

Hurry up, will you? He's in his office.

I'm hurrying.

Explain to me how this works again.

CO2. It's the stuff that puts the fizz in soda.

It comes in tanks.

(strained): Like this one.

It comes pressurized at a preset amount

so that when Noah pours a soda,

it comes out nice and easy.

But it we crank it up a bit...

Niagara falls.

Right on. What do you think?

Well, uh, it's petty and juvenile.

Yeah, she loves it.

(grunts)

Payback.

Hi.

Hey. Come on in. I was just, uh...

Redecorating. Yeah, I can see that.

I would have picked you up at the hotel.

I know.

I felt like walking.

Blend in. Be like everybody else.

Hmm. Everyone else drives.

Oh, right. I keep thinking New York. We didn't have a car.

It blows my mind

you moved to L.A.

We talked about moving west.

Yeah, to New Jersey.

So I overshot a little.

I wasn't running away from you.

I know.

I probably would have done the same thing.

Oh, wow.

Yeah, I finished 15th in my class.

Not that it shows, but...

What shows is that you're doing what you want...

that you're happy.

It's okay to admit it.

Work's going all right.

I didn't just mean with work.

I mean, do you have a girlfriend?

Lauren...

I'm sure she's terrific.

I care about her a great deal.

Do you love her?

It doesn't matter.

It matters to me.

You're here.

That's what matters.

(bluesy rock playing)

He's gotta be running low.

Yeah, one more tank away from payback.

I know I should feel badly about this,

but I don't.

So your day was fine.

(chuckles)

That's it?

Yeah, pretty much.

Oh, come on.

You're a Beverly Hills guy assigned to a chain gang.

I know something interesting had to happen today.

Well, for starters, there were no chains.

You know, what can I say?

I blend.

Don't make me have to pressure you.

Then don't.

I guess I'm just feeling...

left out.

Yeah, well, I'm feeling like I'm just barely hanging on.

You helped me, Gina,

you did.

You, you still are helping me.

It has to be my own way.

Hey!

Oh, hey, Linda.

Glad you could make it.

Mm.

Hi, I'm Linda Phillips.

I'm Dylan's sponsor at Narcotics Anonymous.

If this is a bad time, I can...

Oh, no, actually, it's... not a bad time.

Uh, I'm sure you two have

a lot to talk about, so...

Hey.

Have a seat.

Oh, I can't watch this.

Has he changed tanks yet?

Uh-uh, not yet.

Uh, ah, eh... (clears throat)

Hey, Noah, can I get a refill?

Yeah, me, too. Thanks.

Six sodas each. What, are you guys on a sugar high?

Just thirsty.

(laughing)

Got him.

STEVE: Are your clothes a little wet?

Why don't you take 'em off? Display the family jewels.

Yeah, how are those contacts?

Are they bothering you a bit?

I should have thrown those out.

Yeah, probably.

We're even, though, right?

No, no!

(phone beeps on, dialing)

(distant phone rings)

MATT: You've reached the office of Matt Durning.

Please leave a message. (answering machine beeps)

(phone beeps off)

I told you I'm just out of practice.

Yeah, which explains why

you ran not one but two red lights.

I know. I saw them.

I just, I couldn't process what they meant.

What?

Maybe I just wanted to get back here

as fast as I possibly could.

Oh...

Mm, come here.

Lauren...

(exasperated sigh)

I just wanted you to hold me, Matt, that's all.

Right, right. Sure.

If I'd wanted more,

would that have been so bad?

I just...

I want us to take our time.

Because of her?

Because I want us to do this right.

You checked me into a hotel.

I told you...

I feel like you're hiding me.

I have roommates. They have girlfriends.

It's a zoo.

Besides, I want us to be alone.

That's it?

I promise.

Mm. I'm sorry.

See? Now this is nice.

(sighs) You have no idea.

(phone beeps on, dialing)

(distant phone ringing)

MATT: You've reached the office of Matt Durning.

Please leave a message. (answering machine beeps)

(phone beeps off)

(sighs)

(dialing)

OPERATOR: Good evening. How can I direct your call?

Hi, is this the Miramar?

Uh, yes, it is.

I'd like to cancel a reservation for this weekend.

Just a moment. I'll connect you.

"Polysorbate 20, triolathyloamoid, glycerin."

What the...?

Ooh, nice hair.

I can't believe you did this.

You're so dead!

There you go. Thank you.

Hey.

Kelly, uh, can we talk?

Yeah. One sec.

Talk. About last night.

I said I was gonna call you, and I should have.

You make it sound like an obligation. I'm sorry.

Look, I know that you're really busy with work,

but something just feels... different between us.

You're right, you're right,

and the last few days have been...

Did something happen in New York?

Because that's kind of when it started.

No.

No?

(chuckling): No.

When I didn't hear from you last night,

I went ahead and canceled our weekend reservations.

And I think that's a good idea.

He says way too quickly.

No, something has come up.

I have got to go.

Well, hold on a second. We're not finished.

I know. I have to work until 7:30,

but why don't we meet at the club and we'll talk then?

No excuses this time.

Ah, Nat, when's the big inspection?

Anytime now.

And I can't tell you how...

Could you hold that thought?

NAT: I appreciate your concern.

How's the book?

(chuckles) Still amazing.

Mm. Listen, I'm really sorry about yesterday.

You mind?

Oh, no.

Thanks. I'm David.

I'm Carole.

Hi. Hi.

(sighs)

You know, I was, I was thinking about the story,

and it reminds me of this-this film

that I, I love called Cinema Paradiso.

Oh, my God, that's one of my favorites.

The way he waits for her...

Every night for five months.

And then when they finally fall in love,

he goes off to war.

And when he gets back, she's gone. She's gone.

It's pretty much the most romantic movie ever.

Yeah, I think so.

Anyway, what made me think of it was,

I noticed that it's playing tonight

at the Golden Ticket in Santa Monica.

Really? Well, I'd... love to see it.

Really?

Well, um, maybe... maybe we could go together.

That would be great.

Great.

Let me see what time it's playing.

You know, I-I live around the corner from the Golden Ticket.

I'll meet you there.

How's 7:15?

Oh, sure.

Great.

Listen, um, I work at the club next door.

Not saying that anything's gonna happen, but just in case,

I was thinking maybe I could get your, your number.

Oh, my number.

Right. Yeah.

(goofy chuckle) Noah's a dead man.

(malevolent laugh)

Isn't that your friend?

Yeah, I think so. (soft chuckle)

Would you relax?

We might've missed some spots, okay?

Look, the club's spotless.

The inspection's gonna be a breeze.

Noah Hunter?

Yeah.

Hal Zaret. Health department.

Here to inspect your place.

Sure. Where do you want to start?

(animal squeaking)

(laughs)

Nice.

I don't know how that got here.

Uh-huh.

Look, I don't have rats.

(squeaks)

Look out!

Sanders!

Somebody call me?

Oh, my God!

It's good, huh? Oh, well, look at you.

You're a little green yourself.

Look, being funny is one thing,

but my business is...

Oh, come on. I'll catch the rat.

And Hal, well, Hal isn't even really an inspector.

He's just some guy that I hired

to put one over on you.

We got him, didn't we, Hal?

(gasping)

DONNA: Are you all right?

(groans)

Oh, God.

(all gasp)

Nothing. Nothing?! What do you mean nothing?

No pulse! He's dead? Dead?!

(screams) What do you mean, "dead"?!

He can't be dead! Is he dead? Yeah, he's dead.

All right, here's what we do: Donna, call 911

and stall the inspector when he gets here. Go!

I didn't tell him about the rat. I wanted him to look surprised.

He looked surprised all right.

What are you doing?!

I'm moving him before

the inspector gets here.

He's parking the car!

He'll be here any second! What are you doing?!

STEVE: Oh, we're hiding the body.

Oh, my God! What, are you insane?!

MAN: Hello? Health Department here.

Oh, we're dead. Not if we get the door.

What door?!

The Peach Pit kitchen.

Where are you gonna put him?!

The refrigerator? Yeah, a spare one.

That's where he'd be if he was in a morgue.

Come on. Help me.

Help you?!

Here you go, old boy. Sorry.

DONNA: Actually, there's nothing in here.

Nothing at all.

Noah, look who's here. It's the health inspector.

How you doing?

Why don't we start in the bar?

(shrieks)

So, you work two jobs and go to night school.

Yeah. I'm studying for my contractor's license, bro.

Wow, and you support a family?

My oldest is gonna be two next week.

Okay, everybody, lunch break.

One half hour. You, too, girls.

So, how'd you end up here with us losers, man?

You flunk a Cub Scout quiz or something?

No, man. I fell asleep driving home

from my, uh, night shift.

Hit a parked car.

Got charged with reckless driving.

What is this?

You got to be kidding.

I hate to break it to you, Jose,

but you don't need a contractor's license

to build adobe huts.

His name isn't Jose, it's Ramon.

Was anybody talking to you?

Here.

Maybe you didn't hear me.

No, I heard you pretty good.

Look, let it go, Dylan. Just let it go, bro.

And I had you down as one of the good ones.

Yeah, well, you were wrong.

Congratulations, Mr. Hunter.

The place looks great.

That is good news.

Thank you.

What'd he say?

I passed, no problem.

Paramedics are gonna be here any minute.

I know. Come on.

What...?

Tell me I'm not seeing what I think I'm seeing.

What happened to the extra fridge?

(Nat whistling)

Nat, what happened to the fridge?

The salvage guys just left with it.

NOAH: Salvage guys-- I forgot.

Noah! I've had a few things on my mind, okay?

We got a call about a body.

A call? About a body?

Yeah, at the Peach Pit After Dark.

Someone having a heart attack.

Heart attack?

Uh, did-did you guys hear anything

about someone having a heart attack?

Nope. It's probably a kid I carded.

He crank-called, you know.

Oh, uh, right,

because maybe you-you wouldn't,

uh, let him...

Let him in last night.

And there were lots of bodies here, so...

DONNA: Which unlike now--

you can see there's, there's no bodies.

No, no bodies.

Nice hair.

DAVID: Gina, Linda is Dylan's sponsor.

GINA: What? All I said was, I hope she falls off the wagon.

Why? Because she's beautiful?

No. No?

No.

Okay. Come on, David.

I was with Dylan when he was using.

You know, I was there with him

when he was going through withdrawals,

puking everywhere.

I mean, all of the sudden, he's sober,

and now he's gonna hang out with someone else.

Yes, that pisses me off a little bit.

Yeah, she understands his problems.

What are you talking about?

I live with it.

Gina, I know this is hard for you, okay?

But your gonna have to follow his lead

or it's not gonna work.

(laughs)

What?

What's that? Are you giving me,

like, the radio treatment right now?

Oh, yeah. Yeah?

Is it good?

No. It's not. I mean, basically,

for someone with no life, you give okay advice.

I had no life.

Okay, as of this evening,

my futility streak is over.

Oh, new prospect?

Oh, more than that.

The first time we met, uh,

we were finishing each other's sentences.

It was good.

How nice for you.

At least someone deserves

to be happy.

Wow.

You and Dylan will be fine.

I'm not talking about me and Dylan.

My goodness.

Mm-hmm.

All I'm saying is, I should have told him.

For the 85th time, we did not kill him.

No, I just scared the life out of him.

Oh, my God, look at this place.

Excuse me. It's a disaster.

Excuse me, sir.

I'm Noah Hunter. I run the Peach Pit After Dark.

Oh, yeah, right.

Sent some guys over there this morning.

Yeah, for a refrigerator.

Look, there's been a mistake.

And we kind of need the refrigerator back.

Uh, that's no problem. Really?

Great. Where is it?

Uh, it's, uh, right there.

Maybe we didn't make ourselves clear.

We're looking for a refrigerator.

Yeah, you know, industrial-sized, like,

one big enough to fit, I don't know, like, a person in.

Well, not anymore.

That thing right there, that's it?

Yeah, crushed and compressed.

Crushed? Crushed?

Compressed? Compressed?

MANAGER: Ready for recycling.

Hey, nice look.

Man...

It's funny how the, the doctor told us about

the possible side effects of clozapine,

he failed to mention it would turn you into a shopaholic.

(laughs)

Aren't you the one who keeps saying we need

to make up for lost time?

Yeah, well, I didn't mean in the shoe department.

(chuckles)

I get the feeling that people are staring at us?

I can't imagine why.

Yeah, maybe they think we're crazy!

Yeah, maybe.

(laughs)

We're not though, are we?

Lauren, don't... No, not me.

I-I mean, us.

For, you know, being together and...

trying to make this work

after all the stuff we've been through.

No, no, we are not crazy.

Because if this isn't gonna work, I mean,

if you have any doubts at all,

I... I'm not sure I even want to try.

You know, at first--

and this is gonna sound ridiculous-- but at first,

I envied you,

not being able to understand how awful it felt being apart.

You can't imagine

ever getting over the sadness.

Until you do.

No, you don't.

But it dulls.

I didn't plan on meeting anyone else.

You got to believe that.

What's her name?

Kelly.

Okay, listen.

I've already ruined your life once...

No, you didn't. Yes, I did.

And I have no intention of ruining it again, okay?

So, if you are happy with the way your life is,

I want you to live it.

Hey.

Hi. How's Dylan?

Oh, uh, well, his recovery is going great.

(wry chuckle)

That's an awfully specific answer.

Yeah, I know.

You know that moment in a relationship

when you really think it's gonna work?

Yeah.

I hate that moment.

Well, usually in my experience,

just when you get comfortable is when the other shoe drops.

Right, yeah.

Well, Dylan is hanging out

with the supermodel of recovering addicts.

Mm, bonding over

shared trauma, as I'm sure.

Yes, and I'm not really sure what to do about it.

You know, if lets say Matt was hanging out with someone

who you hardly knew, how would you feel about it?

I would trust him.

Really?

(chuckles)

What, just because you guys have had this big moment

where you're sure everything's gonna work out?

Exactly.

Well, I mean, you just

got through saying that once you let your guard down,

if you get a little vulnerable, that...

Gina... Yeah?

...do you have something you want to say to me?

Well, kind of.

Um...

Then say it.

Okay. Um...

See, I'm probably making

more out of this than it is.

It's just that I think maybe Matt...

might be seeing someone else.

You broke into their house, waving a gun?

Uh, no, actually, I was let in,

and then I started waving the gun.

Did I mention I was whacked out on heroin at the time?

So that's all over now, right?

As much as it ever is.

I mean, I'm in recovery right now.

So what's next?

I don't know, Ramon.

Right now I can't see past building this fence right here.

Hey, but you have to, bro,

or you'll be building fences the rest of your life.

Oh, watch out!

Damn it, didn't I tell you to shore up that hill?!

Yeah, well, you didn't, he did!

Yeah, sir, y-you did.

It was our mistake, man.

Wait, hey, wait a minute.

This guy almost died over here!

But he didn't, did he?!

All right, everybody, excitement's over.

Get back to work!

I think you owe him an apology.

I said, get back to work.

I said, apologize.

You're gonna pay for this, pal.

In that case...

Aw, Dylan!

Man, what are you doing, bro?!

You just got our sentences extended!

Yeah, you're welcome. Oh, you want me

to thank you for costing me a shot at my licensing exam?

Look, that guy was wrong, Ramon.

Dylan, I told you, bro, 80 hours in and out.

I got goals, man.

Just because you don't doesn't mean you can mess with mine!

He had a wife... two kids.

We have to talk to her.

And tell her what?

That we had a rat scare her husband to death,

and then we tossed him inside a refrigerator,

and then we had that crushed into a cube?

I don't think so.

Well, I know she'll be upset...

Upset?! Upset?!

She's gonna have us thrown in jail.

Six months from now, I'll be playing wide receiver

for the entire cell block.

Would you stop, please?

This woman just lost her husband.

What we have to do is tell her.

We? I don't think so.

You don't think you're a part of this?

Look, I had the cube delivered back here.

And it wasn't my prank, Steve.

(dialing)

(cell phone beeps)

Carole.

I'm sorry, is this, is this 555-0134?

And there's no Carole there?

Okay.

Thank you. Sorry.

(sighs softly)

(R&B music playing)

Did you have a tough day?

Yeah.

Yes?

Oh, yes.

Well, you don't have to talk about it.

I mean, it's very important that you know

that you don't have to talk about anything.

Really?

Yes.

I'm just gonna take your clothes off

and put you in the bath,

put you to bed.

Well, that's it?

I mean...

I know that you're probably too tired to do anything else.

And I really understand.

(moans softly)

Yeah, I could muster some strength.

You think so? Oh, yeah.

Are you sure?

Because we're going at your pace.

Oh, you know, y-you're just,

y-you're gonna have to trust me on this one.

Um, sir.

Sir, uh, the previews are done.

The movie's about to start.

You know what?

I, uh, I changed my mind.

I-I've decided not to see it.

Can I get a refund on these?

I'm sorry.

No refunds.

Thanks.

(phone ringing)

No, don't get it.

Yeah?

Oh, Linda?

Hey, how you doing?

Yeah, um, hold, hold on.

Could you give me a second?

Are you serious?

Yeah.

No, no, no, I was talking to someone.

Go to hell, Dylan.

Uh... (sighs)

Well, I kind of got into this fight today,

and, uh, you know, it just left me feeling

like I wanted to go get high somewhere and...

Well...

Mm-hmm.

Yeah.

I misunderstood.

I thought we were meeting at the club.

You didn't misunderstand.

Then what happened?

I don't know, why don't you tell me?

Kelly, I...

I trusted you, Matt.

I actually believed that you cared about me.

I do. You don't understand.

The worst part about it is that you didn't even try to hide it.

Would you please just let me explain?

No, no, I won't.

I hope that you

and your little girlfriend

live happily ever after. Kelly, listen to me--

she is not my girlfriend.

Just save it, all right?

We're over.

Kelly, she's not...

Hey, you got a minute? No.

Make one.

Listen, pal,

yesterday got you more community service.

You act up again, I guarantee you'll go to jail.

That's what I want to talk to you about-- yesterday.

I was-- that was my fault,

not Ramon's.

I'll make sure I mention that to his probation officer.

He's got a family to support. I got chills.

You should. He works two jobs and goes to night school.

And he has you shilling for him on the side.

Why don't you stop it.

Just listen to me.

Ten seconds.

I can do it in five-- he's a good man.

He is better than guys like you and me.

Get to work.

Fight for him? Donna, I broke up with him.

Well, you're angry.

You said something you didn't mean.

Well, he agreed.

I just don't get it.

I mean you guys were doing great.

Well, he didn't have the courtesy to lie about it.

There's got to be an explanation.

Yeah, I'm a fool.

Well, when Dylan came back, he fought for you.

I think you have to do the same.

(doorbell ringing)

It's time.

Okay.

Donna, you're leaving me?

I know this is a bad time.

What's on your head?

Green hair.

I'll be back as soon as I can.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, no, don't, don't.

Don't throw it.

Why not?

It's worth saving, bro. It's a nice shell.

80 hours and out, man, remember?

Saving things isn't part of the job description.

Yeah, but neither is taking the blame for something

that wasn't your fault.

Aw, hell, man, I enjoyed hitting that guy.

(chuckling) I enjoyed it, too, bro.

I hear it earned you an extra week.

What about you?

Still 80 and out.

And he's being nice, thanks to you.

Well, it's like you said--

some things are worth saving.

Yeah, some people, too, Dylan.

Ah, keep it simple, right?

Right. Her husband had a heart attack at the club.

We tried reviving him, there was nothing we could do.

Oh, what about when she asks about the body?

Oh, I have no idea. (knocking)

Yes?

Hi. Mrs. Zaret?

Hi.

We're here...

With, uh, uh, news of your husband.

Is he all right?

I haven't heard from him since yesterday.

Actually no, he, um...

He had a heart attack.

At our friend's club.

And, uh... he died.

Oh, oh, God, no!

Mrs. Zaret... I'm so sorry.

Steve.

Yeah.

Come on, come on, come on!

(doorbell ringing)

Oh, Dylan, what do you want?

See, I was thinking that you and I,

we need to have a little understanding.

(sighs) That's about as understanding

as I'm gonna get right now.

Okay, how about an agreement?

What kind of an agreement?

The kind where we talk to each other,

and then if that doesn't work, you can slap me.

Yeah, you go first.

I'm listening.

It's pretty.

Yeah, listen, um, revenge--

it's a powerful thing, Gina.

I didn't know it,

but it will get you up in the morning,

it will keep you going all day.

Throw in drugs, you're pretty much flying.

Now you take those two things away

and you're pretty much lost.

I think you'll find your way.

What if I don't?

What if you do?

Now you're working

and you're clean.

You're even getting a little thoughtful.

Yeah, periodically.

Yeah, just for today, right?

I know you're supposed to take things

one day at a time right now.

And I don't know, maybe, maybe this is a little victory.

(rock music playing)

(knocking)

Let me guess, you feel horrible.

I do.

You were on your way to the movies

and something terrible happened, right?

Yeah.

My mom got into a car accident.

Hmm.

Was that before or after you gave me the wrong number?

What are you talking about?

The phone number.

I wrote it down.

555-0134.

Yeah, you wrote it down all right.

You just wrote it down wrong.

It's 555-0143.

Oh.

So, how's your mom?

Not good, actually.

I mean, she's gonna be fine, but she lives alone in Chicago.

I'm flying out to spend some time with her.

Well, there you go, disappearing on me.

I brought you something.

The studio turned it down.

They said the ending wasn't happy enough,

but I think you'll like it.

I'm sure I will.

I knew she didn't die.

It was obvious she just fainted. Right.

Anyway, she took the news pretty well.

Yeah. She never mentioned manslaughter once.

Oh! She's here to check out the crime scene.

Who?

The widow.

Oh, poor thing.

And she's here all alone.

She can make a citizen's arrest, you know.

She can.

Where are you going?

Donna, Donna!

Hi.

Um...

we would just like to say... So, sorry.

...how sorry we are again for your loss.

I feel terrible, such a tragedy.

That's okay.

The truth is, Hal's not a very nice guy.

Still. Anyway, it must be difficult. I mean...

Look like you've seen a ghost. Hey, guys.

Looks pretty good for a guy who just got crushed, huh?

You son of a bitch. You set us up.

(cackling)

Wait, we hired you to trick Noah.

Yeah, and when I called you to work out the details,

Noah answered the phone.

He doubled my price.

Next time try scamming a roommate,

don't give them your home number.

(laughing)

Drinks on me?

Yeah, why not?

First one is for old Steve.

(laughing)

Drinks are on you.

You're wrong, you know that?

Kelly...

About us breaking up and here's why--

we make each other laugh.

We have the same interests. We have the same taste and...

Thrillers and schmaltzy... Movies, exactly.

And those incredibly addictive...

Kung fu arcade games.

And air hockey. Don't forget the air hockey.

Are you agreeing with me?

Yeah, yeah, I am.

What we had was terrific.

What we had.

That's the part I don't understand, Matt.

If what we had was so good, then why end it?

Is what you have with what's- her-name that incredible?

Her name is Lauren.

MATT: Lauren, this is Kelly.

Kelly, this is Lauren.

She's my wife.