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Oh. Liking that monochrome,

but, you know, since it is almost

Valentine's Day...

Yeah, well, anything else would clash.

Besides, I like black.

Have you talked to him?

He left a few messages, but I haven't called him back.

When he introduced me to his wife,

I thought that I was gonna throw up.

He said she'd been sick, right?

Yeah. He said he wanted to explain,

but... I didn't really want to hear it, you know?

Well...

I think you should.

Yeah.

I, uh...

called you again last night.

I know.

So talk.

I want to tell you everything.

But, uh, first I got to ask you something.

All right.

Ever since she came to town,

Lauren and I have been staying at a hotel.

Now, Noah and Steve, I know they're your friends,

and I didn't want to throw her in your face.

(chuckles): At least not twice.

Um, about the hotel-- I can't afford it forever.

Forever.

Right.

So... I'm gonna take her home, to the Walsh house.

In case I want to avoid it.

Kelly, I'm not trying to make this

any worse for you.

I'm just trying to do the right thing.

Let me see-- you dated me and you slept with me,

yet you never bothered to mention that you were married.

I think it's a little late for the "right thing."

(long exhaling) GINA: Cleansing breaths, really good.

Okay, I want you to try and go just a little deeper into the pose.

Oh! Before the baby, I knew my toes so intimately.

(doorbell rings)

Oh. Gina, would you mind?

Uh, yeah, sure.

(gasps): Oh!

Wow. How'd you know I was here?

Oh, um, this.

Oh. You-you looked at my day book?

Mm-hmm. Where's your client? She's...

out on the patio.

Oh. Is, uh, anybody else here?

No.

Dylan...

what are y...

Dylan?

(quietly): Oh, Dylan. Oh, God!

(baby fussing)

Hey. Who was at the door?

Wrong house. Um, okay, on your back.

Knees bent. Okay.

Crunches. Oh. How many?

Um, I'll be back in a minute, and you just keep going.

(laughs): No cheating.

(grunts)

What are you doing?

What?

Oh. Yeah, I'm just, you know, being a good boy,

keeping busy...

fighting the cravings.

Well, the, uh, chemical ones, anyway. Oh.

Dylan, I'm working. Yeah, it works for me.

I'm serious. So am I.

I'm not gonna let you touch me... Shh, shh, shh, shh.

WOMAN (over speaker): Fifteen...

sixteen...

What is that? Shh! It's just the stupid baby monitor.

There's one right downstairs next to her.

Oh. Wow, she's kind of slow, that woman.

Um, how many of those things did you tell her to do?

Oh... How many?

Mm, about 300.

(giggling) Oh...

WOMAN: Twenty!

Twenty-one!

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(upbeat pop intro plays)

♪ Right here ♪

♪ Here and now ♪

♪ Right here ♪

♪ Here and now ♪

♪ Life is just a serenade ♪

♪ From a world that's gone astray ♪

♪ All I had is all I get ♪

♪ What I need is all I want ♪

♪ Standing in your light ♪

♪ Makes everything all right ♪

♪ Right here ♪

♪ Here and now... ♪

So, you're from Freeport, Maine?

Mm-hmm. Freeport.

That's the home of the turtleneck nightie, isn't it?

I left them all in Maine.

(chuckles)

When you have a moment.

Oh.

I'm sorry. Uh, Helena, thanks so much for coming in.

I'll give you a call next week about scheduling, okay? Okay.

I hate this idea.

I don't know what it is, but I hate it.

Janet, from now on, we're gonna have

a page-three girl, just like they do in London.

The page-three girls in the London paper are topless.

We're not gonna stoop that low; we'll just have them in bikinis.

Oh. And-and you're freelancing now?

Well, Steve said he had tons of applicants,

and it seemed like the least I could do.

This is a new low.

(chuckles): It's such a shock.

There goes our Pulitzer, my friend.

Yep.

Sleaze is one thing, you guys, skin is another.

This is a Southern California newspaper.

Beach, sun, fun-- those are all newsworthy topics.

Ah, so we're serving our readership.

Publisher's duty, isn't it?

And if you two are serviced in the process?

Double bonus.

Excuse me, what is this?

That's a sun lamp.

I wanted to look good for the beach promotion.

Feel free to use it, but, uh, watch out for tan lines.

You getting tired? Oh, drugs are bad.

Drugs are very bad. Very good!

When did you come to that brilliant conclusion?

About the end of the driveway.

Oh, yeah.

Well, it's very good

when you're fighting cravings

to get the blood rushing in your body.

Yeah, I thought we did that this morning.

Yeah, kind of, but I needed to find a way to really exhaust you.

See? I liked my way.

Oh! (laughs)

Here it is.

What?

GINA: This is what I wanted to show you.

This is where I first went to school.

K through five.

It's also where I first failed.

Oh, yeah? That's hard to believe.

Yeah, well, believe it.

Second grade, my first competition,

and this girl just...

killed me.

Ugh! Octavia Tillman.

Where is she now, boot camp? Oh, I don't know.

She quit skating, and I moved away.

But I can still remember perfectly that day

when they put the medal in the trophy case.

You won the war; let the battles go.

It's probably still in there with her stupid name on it.

(exhales)

And... (laughs)

in case you haven't noticed, I hate coming in second.

Oh.

Come on. Whoa!

Sorry about working Valentine's Day.

Well, it's two days away.

That gives you exactly 48 hours to make it up to me in advance.

I already booked us a room at the Bel Age Hotel

for tonight.

Ooh.

Nice.

Timely. Could you guys be any more romantic?

(phone rings)

I'll get it.

Donna.

What's up?

(sighs)

My station manager and his wife are having this little party,

and I need a date.

Can't go by yourself?

Well, his favorite part of my show

is the relationship advice.

Oh, hmm.

Well, just say your girlfriend's out of town.

(chuckles): On Valentine's Day.

Mm-hmm. Um...

you broke up, and...

it'll be a growth experience you can share with your listeners.

Look, Donna, we walk in, we hold hands,

we talk about our mature, committed relationship,

and, uh, we're out of there in half an hour, tops.

We? You want me to pretend I'm your girlfriend?

Exactly-- emphasis on the word "pretend."

David, I was your girlfriend.

Right, and now you're not, and you and Noah

are together, and it's great.

(sighs): Uh, hmm, no, I mean,

it puts Noah in a really weird position.

(chuckles): Of doing what?

Of saying no.

So I-I shouldn't.

I can't. Okay.

I'm sorry. That's fine.

Thanks, anyway.

So, let me get this straight.

In every issue of the Beat, we have naked girls?

Half-naked, yeah.

And to promote this stellar editorial decision,

we parade them down at the beach.

Oh, yes. Isn't that great publicity?

Should I just stop searching for dignity in this job?

Yeah, and ease into it.

Do you mind?

My back's a little fried from this morning.

Just up here.

Exactly what does turning a different color get you?

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

you stain your lips red, don't you?

Yeah, because it defines the shape of my lips.

Oh.

Wow. What?

You have this really weird mole.

It looks like Al Gore.

What's that supposed to mean?

Well, they're supposed to be round.

Yours has a profile. A profile?

Yeah, you should really get that thing checked out.

You're using the vice president to freak me out?

No. If it had more hair, it'd look like the president.

I'm sure it's nothing.

Well, you should have a doctor look at it, Steve.

I'm serious, it doesn't look right.

Okay.

Thanks.

Gina, hey, um, have you seen my bracelet,

you know, the red, beaded one?

Oh, yeah, it's on the counter in the bathroom.

I have those butterfly clips that would go so perfect with that.

Yeah? Can I borrow them? Mm-hmm, yeah, they're in my second drawer

in my little jewelry box in the back. Okay, I'll be right back.

NOAH: Bugs?

(laughs): Thought girls hated bugs.

Special night?

Oh, yeah.

Sweet.

I'm going over to Dylan's.

Excuse me. Uh...

Do I know these people here?

Oh. What?

What? Gina, what is the reason that you are staring

so intently at my boyfriend in these pictures?

Oh, this is the night, remember,

that Noah was wasted and you asked me to keep an eye on him.

Your eyes on him, not your lips.

Noah, jump in here any time.

I'm just kissing him on the cheek here,

I mean, we were just posing for the camera. Remember, Noah?

I don't even remember leaving the bar that night, all right?

(sighs)

That's great. So, you blacked out.

That's supposed to make this okay?

Go on and get your things.

We'll check in and we'll talk about it.

Talk about what? Things you seem not to remember?

(scoffs) I think I'll pass.

You two have a good night.

(door slams) Great.

I wanted to tell you about Lauren.

Yeah, you should have.

Lauren has schizophrenia.

She's been living in a mental hospital

for the last three years.

They've tried all these different drugs on her,

but nothing helped.

I don't understand. She seemed fine.

Clozapine.

Ever heard of it?

No.

Well, they didn't think that was going to work, either,

and then suddenly it did.

It's hard talking about Lauren coming back

as anything other than a happy surprise,

but that's what it was.

A surprise.

You should have told me about her.

We, uh, we met in high school.

19, we're living together.

20, we're cutting the wedding cake and...

Just about a year later,

she's taking the scissors to our furniture.

When was she diagnosed?

One day, we're walking in Tribeca,

and she's talking a mile a minute.

To God.

They were arguing because he's telling her to do something bad.

It's a terrible disease.

No one had any hope for her.

Not even her parents.

If I had told you about her

then I-I would have had to admit that I'd given up on her, too.

But you hadn't.

I wanted her to get better.

Because you love her.

I do. I do.

But...

but everything is so screwed up because I also love you.

LAUREN: Good morning.

Did I wake you up?

No, no, no.

You didn't sleep well last night.

No. I uh...

I had hay-fever or something. I got up and took some medicine.

I was watching music videos last night.

There sure are a lot of women headlining

their own acts now.

Yeah, yeah. They're taking over.

You know what would be cool?

If they all went on tour together

or something, just women.

They did, actually. It was called the Lilith Fair.

Oh, right. I guess I missed that one, too.

Well, it came and went. No big deal.

It must have been while I was strapped down to my bed.

Or doing arts and crafts, or something.

And you were, uh, going to law school

and passing the bar exam.

The whole world was going around and...

Enjoy your French toast...

Oh, my God. What did I do?

It's okay, you didn't... You didn't turn the burner on.

It's okay. It's fine, really.

It just helps to cook it that's all.

Oh, my God.

Listen to me.

Lauren, you're gonna learn to do things one at a time.

I'll show you.

I lost my ring while I was away, Matt.

Lauren, when you were in the hospital,

I took it off you.

The doctor said the diamond could hurt you.

I guess yours could have hurt you, too, huh?

Lauren I...

I know. I'm sorry.

Come here.

(groans)

All this before dinner and a movie?

What are you looking for, Doc?

Anything unusual. Your skin is your largest organ, okay?

Well, that's arguable.

Well you wouldn't put your spleen under a heat lamp,

would you?

What about this mole?

It's irregular, which could be suspicious.

It could indicate carcinoma.

Cancer?

You're saying I have cancer?

No. I'm saying you've had too much sun,

which may have caused a cancerous growth.

But I'm very careful not to sun burn.

I almost always apply sunblock.

Almost? Reapplied every two hours?

You're a blue-eyed blonde. What are you thinking?

(sighs)

NOAH: So, tell me again how she

just happened to come across those photos.

Let me tell you again. I told you. I put them in the drawer.

I mean, I forgot about them.

How was I supposed to know she was going to find them?

Ever since you got here,

you've been hanging around an awful lot.

I think you love the fact that we're having problems.

Why don't you just tell what you're accusing me of, already?

Enjoying her misery.

You know what?

I'm glad Donna found the photographs.

I mean, she deserves to know the truth, right?

You told me nothing happened.

Well, I didn't want to hurt Donna's feelings, but...

Ooh, it's kind of been killing me, you know?

I mean, keeping your little secret.

What secret?

Hey.

Hey, Dylan. What can I get you?

Uh, I'm actually just here to pick up Gina.

Why don't you give me an espresso to go?

Ah, the machine's out of whack.

It really hurts my feelings.

I mean,

that you don't remember what happened

in your bedroom.

So, what was that about?

Nothing.

Oh, I need to stop at my house

and get some clothes for tomorrow.

I was kind of thinking maybe we would get a bite to eat

and then I'd just drop you off.

You mean, like, you don't want to be with me tonight?

I mean, like, I've got community service at 7:00 am.

It's okay. I'll be a good girl.

You can stay on your side of the bed, and I'll stay on mine.

You don't know the first thing about being good.

(laughing) I need at least one

good night's sleep.

Are you sick of me?

Gina, come on. What?

I want you to say, "Gina, stay with me tonight."

Or you'll take off your clothes?

Say it.

"Please.

Gina..."

Am I supposed to, uh, not like this?

"Stay with me tonight."

Hey, Dylan, the espresso machine's working.

Would you like something to go?

Uh, you know what? No, Nat. I'm good.

It'd be no problem.

He's got a weak heart. I'm fine.

Okay.

You are so lucky.

(moans)

Say it.

Yeah. Your place. Definitely your place.

(giggling)

I, uh, left a message for you at your office.

I was in court all day.

Yeah, I-I didn't think you'd be back yet.

Um, Steve said that Lauren was out.

So I just wanted to get some of my stuff.

It's okay.

I borrowed Steve's key.

Why? Don't you, uh... Don't you have one?

Uh, you were going to give me one,

but it never really got that far.

It's weird how much stuff accumulates

in such a short amount of time.

Kelly...

Believe me, I know this is hard.

Yesterday, you told me that you loved me.

Today, I just want my underwear back.

Look, do you think that this is what I want?

Do you really believe that I want this?

I have Lauren feeling left behind,

you digging through my stupid drawers to get away from me?

What do you want?

Kelly, it doesn't matter because it doesn't exist.

No, Matt. Tell me what you want.

I want to help her.

Okay? I want her to feel safe. I want her to feel loved. I...

I want to go home every night to you.

Kelly, you...

You left some things in the bathroom cabinet.

Hey.

They're beautiful.

They make you look guilty.

Look, I was drinking, and I was a miserable jerk, okay?

I wasn't looking to connect with anyone.

Especially not your cousin.

You're guessing.

That leaves me guessing, too.

But everything's going so good.

So, why let the past ruin it?

There's nothing in the past.

Nothing that you remember.

I'm going to a party tomorrow afternoon with David.

On Valentine's Day?

Yes.

It's work related and he doesn't want to go alone.

I told you. Nothing happened.

And I'm telling you

that I'm simply helping out a friend.

And if I told you not to go...?

Then I would tell you to go ahead

and get angry and then get over it,

because that's what I'm trying really hard to do.

JANET: What were you really doing at the library?

I was reading up on skin cancer.

Did they biopsy it?

(sighs)

Yeah. They want to see if it's malignant.

Well, you know, it could be a mild case.

It could be nothing.

Nothing. That's exactly what I've done with my life.

Nothing.

I've been a party dog.

I've sniffed things and marked things,

but I've never really made anything out of it.

What are they gonna say when I'm dead?

Who?

My family. My friends.

You, Janet. I feel like I've blown it.

I feel like I've blown it with you.

Come here.

(Gina laughs)

GINA: You're staying right?

DYLAN: I kinda liked it better when you asked before.

Nice ride?

Oh, uh, yeah, it was great.

Actually, we were up behind the Hollywood sign.

Isn't that closed off?

Yeah.

Um, I tell you what,

I-I'll be in in just a second, okay?

Okay.

Okay.

Night, Kelly.

Good night.

(door closes)

This isn't required, you know that.

What, I'm supposed to just know that you're okay?

He said that he loved me.

You knew that.

First time he said it,

he said that he loved me and Lauren

in the same breath.

(sighs): Um...

Kel, the guy loses his wife...

and keeps going.

Puts himself through law school,

thinking about her every day.

He meets you...

lives.

You did it.

It's different; I was barely conscious.

Well, you're straight now.

Even my straight's a little crooked.

Do you know how many deals this guy has made with God?

He hit the jackpot.

So what...

I forget about him

and congratulate myself on being a nice person?

You got any other choice?

Yeah, I think I do.

Pretend you don't.

(sighs softly)

I can't, Dylan.

I want him back.

DONNA: Uh, delivery guy dropped this off; I signed for it.

"With love, from Matt."

We ordered this, like, a couple of weeks ago.

Were you gonna exchange keys?

Yeah, he works late so often.

This way, I could be there, waiting for him.

I feel like I still am.

You know, if last night was a mercy

charity event for you, it's okay.

What makes you say that?

All the talk of death.

The fact that I begged.

I liked the part where you looked at your life

and you realized how something was missing.

I put a call in to Save the Children,

Clean the Bay, Big Brothers.

I wanted to talk to them about volunteering.

I want my life to have meant something.

So make changes that you can live with

for a long, long time.

Okay, so how did we meet again?

High school.

We've been together ever since?

Uh, not too likely.

Yeah, you're right.

Okay, okay, right there,

in the red shirt, that's the station manager.

DONNA: Okay, is that his wife?

I guess.

So, here's the deal.

We, uh, we broke up, and we got back together.

And decided that we were perfect for each other.

No, no, no, wait a s...

I think he might have met Sophie at some point.

Oh. Um...

Hurry.

Okay, okay, we met recently at a club.

Mm-hmm.

And, uh, you were all over me.

(groans) Poetry reading.

I was shy, ran away, you searched for days.

Billy, hey.

Good to see you. Good to see you, too.

This is my wife Sharon.

Hi, Sharon. Hello.

Very nice to meet you. You, too.

Dave, this is Donna Martin.

Hi, nice to meet you. You, too.

Hi. Hi.

Isn't his show great?

Oh, yes, I just love it.

BILLY: Sharon wants to call in

every time we have a fight.

I was actually planning on

cutting back on the, um, advice portion.

That's the best part.

And you obviously speak from experience.

Honey, the photographer's having another drink.

BILLY: That's what happens when you hire family.

Excuse me.

So, how long have you two been dating?

Few months.

Three.

Um, we-we met at a poetry reading.

Really?

Yeah.

Wow, you seem like you've been together

all your lives.

You know, we just, like, clicked.

It was...

SHARON: Oh, that's gonna be terrible.

Could you take another photo?

How about a kiss?

Sure. Okay.

I got your present.

The key chain.

Oh. I should have called the store.

You didn't need that.

No, what I need is for you to be honest with me.

Kelly, I think I've been honest with you.

I told you I want to help her.

You want to help her, but you want to go home with me?

That's how I honestly feel.

You may not see this, but you're leading me on.

I never asked you to wait.

No, you didn't, but I am.

You say that you can love two people,

but you can't; you have to love one of them more.

And if it's Lauren, just tell me and I swear I will move on.

Matt?

Please don't ask me that.

STEVE: All right, come on and get your Beverly Beat here.

Beverly Beat.

Meet the beautiful page-three girls.

How you doing?

Come on, folks.

Get your free papers,

sodas, giveaways.

It's all right here.

Steve, w-what are you doing?

Here, hand these out.

Perfect for a sunny day, courtesy of the Beverly Beat.

Come on down, folks.

I'm Steve Sanders.

I'm the publisher

of the Beverly Beat.

You want people to watch the sun,

but, uh, look at the page-three girls?

Well, yeah.

I need them so I can have something tangible

to prove my point. Half-naked women?

It's always a crowd pleaser. Mm.

Okay, thank you all so much

for coming down here.

Meet the ladies.

Each week, you'll see one of them on page three

of the Beverly Beat. Beautiful, aren't they?

Steve, uh, what point exactly are you trying to make?

We all know... that beauty is more than skin deep.

But let's focus for a second on the part

that is skin deep.

We're talking about skin cancer.

Steve, right now is not the time.

While they all may look half-naked--

or three-quarters

or seven-eights, whatever-- they're-they're not naked.

They're covered with suntan lotion

with a SPF of 15 or greater.

Otherwise, they wouldn't be up here with me today.

Oh, yeah, what a hero. Excuse me.

Janet...

Excuse me, ladies.

Thanks to the concerns of this beautiful lady,

I've learned to cover up.

Now, you all need to strip down

and take a good look at each other's skin.

Or, um, a, uh, simple visit to the dermatologist will do.

Look for any kind of weird mole or anything.

The rule of the day is that

naked skin needs protection.

Hey, where you going? You need to listen to this.

You already look like a prune.

Too much?

Way.

But I'm very proud of you.

(David chuckles)

Oh, boy.

You told them we fell in love doing a line dance?

Hey, you had your hand on my thigh, okay?

I couldn't think, I panicked.

Really?

Yes. (laughs)

(chuckles)

You know, it was a pretty incredible performance.

Yeah, well, it is familiar territory for us.

Yeah, it was.

Yeah.

That was, that was a long time ago.

Right, yeah.

And we're, we're practically...

Like brother and sister.

Although we once slept together.

You want to go inside?

Sure.

(R&B music playing)

♪ Looking in your eyes ♪

♪ Wish you could be right here with me ♪

You've never known romance

till you've been in a bathroom stall.

Oh, let's do something different.

Let's do something like go to a dark, traditional place.

No. Yes.

It's Valentine's Day.

So what? I mean, these-these greeting card holidays,

they don't mean anything.

Yes, they do.

Come with me, come with me.

I'm really sorry.

For what?

For suspecting the worst.

Don't worry about it.

How was the party?

Uh, you know, just your basic office schmooze-fest.

(chuckles)

Those pictures, can we just burn them?

Yeah, absolutely.

Come on.

GINA: This is so nice.

This is what couples do.

They come here, they eat dinner.

Yeah, I know. I'm here. (giggles)

It's just, you know, I like things a little more exciting.

And you know what, I thought you did, too, Gina.

Well, I do.

I'm no saint.

I just want to talk.

If I were a saint, I'd be marching in.

(humming "When the Saints Go Marching In")

All you have to do is listen to me for one little second.

One...

♪ When the saints go marchin' in... ♪

Oh my gosh, look at them.

See, she's speaking and he's actually listening to her.

♪ Lord, I want to be in that number... ♪

And they're kinda going back and forth.

Which is actually very simple.

♪ When the saints go marchin' in. ♪

People help me out. I'm going to need you to keep your voice down.

Tell you what, you're a handsome fella,

but I only dance with women.

♪ When the saints go marchin' in. ♪

Sir, I'm gonna have to ask you guys to leave.

♪ Lord, I want to be in that number... ♪

Yeah, you, the fat guy in the back.

♪ When the saints go marching in. ♪

Come on, honey.

Roll it out to the street.

(both humming tune)

And, uh, we're marching out, but you do get the point.

♪ Lord, I want... ♪

You're working late.

Yeah, I'm surprised to see you.

Well, I came to ask you a favor.

Okay, but, um, I'm not really feeling that generous right now.

Just please don't fight for him, Kelly.

This is not fair.

Well, I lost everything

because I was sick-- three years just gone.

I want my life back

and to get it, I have to rely on your kindness.

Is that fair?

(rock music playing)

Are you okay?

I'm fine.

Really?! Yeah!

No, melanoma?

No, no, they thought it was dysplasia,

which is a kind of like a precancerous thing,

but it's not, it looks like it's all clear.

But how do they know?

Well, they tested the surrounding tissue.

Oh, God, I'm so happy for you.

Janet, I'm sorry I was such a jerk.

Well, you were scared.

Let's go home, and, um, go over those, um, volunteer pamphlets.

Oh, the page-three girls. Hi.

JANET: What else did the doctor say?

Well, you know, he said that I should minimize my exposure

to the sun and wear SPF and cover up.

Yeah, you know, Steve, You got really good news.

But you still have to be careful. Yeah, I will.

Just let me say thanks.

Ladies, I really wanted to thank you

for letting me use your bodies to prove a point.

I thought you wanted to go home.

Well, I do.

I just wanted to say...

What about, uh, Big Brothers and Clean up the Bay?

It's a big bay.

I've got plenty of time.

Like the next 60 years.

Come on, Janet.

Are you carrying me the whole way?

Oh, what are you kidding me?

Your apartment's like a half mile.

Put me down.

Okay.

(groans)

I can't believe we're walking in Los Angeles.

Well, I got to tell you,

me personally, I like to be outside.

I do.

Yeah? Mm-hmm.

With you.

Ah.

Come on, let's... Not here.

Right here, here's a place.

No, wait, Dylan, no here I just said.

Hey!

Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

I was asking her.

Yeah, I'm okay.

Thanks for asking though.

Why do you always have to treat me like I'm a sex object?

Don't you see how you always need

more and more and more all the time?

While I always feel like I'm coming in second place.

And I feel like if I don't do these things with you

that I'm always gonna be coming in second place.

Tell me what it is that you want.

I just want you to take me home

and tell me that you care about me.

Let's go home. Come on.

(romantic rhythm and blues playing)

The poor guy, and it's Valentine's Day.

It's 2:00 a.m., he's still on the air.

Don't tell me they're gonna break down their own equipment.

I asked them to play an encore.

This is a special request...

For Donna, from Noah...

With love on Valentine's Day.

That's sweet.

Oh let's just listen to the song.

One dance. Okay.

♪ Shelter my feelings ♪

♪ Stand by my side ♪

♪ You'll need no alibi ♪

♪ Show your emotions ♪

♪ Give me a sign ♪

♪ Let me know that you're mine ♪

♪ Be my lover, be my best friend ♪

♪ Oh, baby, save me when I faint ♪

♪ And I will always love you... ♪

So what made you change your mind about the photos?

♪ I promise I'll be true... ♪

Uh, well, you were drunk and it was a moment

and one that you forgot and one I'd like to forget, too.

♪ Don't change a thing ♪

♪ Here is my heart ♪

♪ Just walk right in ♪

♪ Come as you are ♪

♪ Don't tell me lies ♪

♪ And I'll be yours till... ♪

I heard you and Donna worked things out.

That's great.

So where's your Valentine?

He's in the bedroom.

He's kind of worn out.

Right. Just keep telling yourself

you're too much for him. I like that.

I was enough for you.

You weren't roaming around very much

on our little night together.

Actually you passed out, right?

Why do you keep hinting around?

Just tell me what happened that night.

Nothing.

I mean nothing

that you haven't already done tonight.

DAVID: Here's what I like about holidays.

They remind us of the way we should act

every day of the year but don't.

Like choosing a Valentine,

you know, just picking that one person

and saying "I'm yours and you're mine."

And loving them.

No matter what.

And appreciating what you've got.

That's the upside.

The downside is a big, lonely reminder

of what you don't have.

(knocking)

Hey.

I know that you love me.

It's okay.

You know when you love someone,

you say, you say these things, these big things

like you'd give anything for their happiness,

their health.

You never think that it will actually end up

costing you something.

I meant those things when I said them to Lauren,

so I have to mean it now.

I think I love you more because you do.

That's what makes it so hard for me to say good-bye.

You made me really happy--

I just wanted you to know that.