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What's going on, man? What's up, man?

(humming a tune)

What?

What?

Nothing. I'm just... impressed.

I mean, I guess the guilt

isn't keeping you up at nights, right?

Um, cream and sugar, right?

Uh, no. Actually, I-I drink it black.

Right. I should have known that.

(laughs): It's okay.

You know, Donna, I'm really glad

that you and Noah worked things out.

Yeah, he said the pictures with Gina didn't mean anything,

and I chose to believe him.

Good.

Yeah.

I mean, you know, you and I should be the first to admit

that sometimes a kiss is just a kiss.

Yeah. We should, shouldn't we?

Mm-hmm. (laughs)

Oh. Here. Thank you.

So anyway, the wedding finally gets started,

and it's, like, 3,000 degrees outside...

And the minister, he's just going on and on and on...

And on, and he takes this big pause.

Right.

And what'd you say? Ah... I'm, like, "Excuse me,

shouldn't I kiss the bride now?"

Oh, so everyone can hear-- wow, you're very smooth.

LAUREN: And then the minister says to him... MATT: Uh, what'd he say?

Oh, he was so funny. Oh, he got serious on us, he got, like, deadpan.

Remember that look he gave me? Yeah.

He gave me this look, and he's, like, "No, son,

it's usually considered good manners if I marry you first."

Wow! And she still married you.

It's definitely true love.

Oh, it is, isn't it? Oh, yeah.

Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah, it is.

You guys, eat, please.

Steve?

Hey.

I was looking for Steve.

He wanted to borrow this.

DAVID: He and Janet

had to run up to the Beat.

I'm glad you're here. You want to...

come in? No.

No, I just wanted to drop off this...

Sleeping bag.

Sleeping bag.

LAUREN: We have plenty of food here.

I mean, you... I can make you a plate.

GINA: You should come in.

They were actually just telling us

about their wedding. Oh, you were gonna tell us

about the rings, right? No.

No, look, it was nothing. Um, why don't you stay?

No. You know, I just remembered, I have to go.

Kel.

Kel, come on.

Look, Matt wanted to invite you,

and I told him you'd probably be uncomfortable.

Aren't you a genius.

Kel, it's uncomfortable for everybody.

Yeah, I'm sure Matt being married

is a real hardship for you.

Don't make us pick sides.

Take a look around, Dylan; you already have.

Kel.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

STEVE: We're going on

a camping trip with Super Sisters

and Super Brothers of Los Angeles.

Say hi to Janet Sosna.

Why don't you drop that thing and give me a hand?

Oh, Janet has a little pre-camping trip jitters.

No, Janet doesn't like

that Steve is horning in on Janet's plans.

She's just kidding.

See, ouch-ually... you know,

I'm trying to help out here,

with the poor, downtrodden people...

Kids, Steve.

They're just normal kids minus a parent.

I know. I did the orientation.

Yeah, but I seem to remember that your little Super Brother

ran screaming when he met you.

If you're still pissed about having sex with me

when I thought I was dying... You had sex.

I was on a mission of mercy.

Ouch. Do you know anything

about camping?

No. But we have your parents' Wagoneer,

and I've got enough cash and plastic to l... We take

one gas card...

and 20 bucks.

The point is to rough it.

The point is to have fun.

Don't be such a buzzkill. (knocking)

Ooh! Ha-ha. Thank you.

(chuckles)

Hey. Stewart and Marianne.

Ready for Yosemite?

If it isn't the video dork.

MARIANNE: Uh, really good

first impression, M.C. Lite.

Hey, Morticia, go find a corner and decay.

Oh, that was clever,

Runt-Master B.

Yeah, crawl back in your coffin.

MARIANNE: Drop dead. Oh, this is gonna be

great, great. STEWART: No, you drop dead!

MARIANNE: No, you! Easy, Campfire Ken.

Oh, name-calling; very nice.

Hey, did you guys remember to bring your Ritalin?

DYLAN: Bel Age Hotel?

My name's Dylan McKay. Pager...

I'd like to speak to Henri, please.

Have you seen my pager? Henri. No.

Hey, it's Dylan. I know, I know.

Don't even start with me. Listen, have you, uh...

What's-What's the best room that you have available right now?

Really? Yeah, I'll hold.

You think it's a good idea?

Oh, I think that's such a good idea.

Are you sure? Are you kidding?

'Cause I-I wasn't sure. I-I didn't know.

Oh, it's... you're a genius. You're so...

Mm. Uh-huh? You're a genius.

Yes, my friend, the Presidential Suite?

Wow. Still got the blue wallpaper? That's so sweet.

I'll take it anyway. Yeah, the name of the guests

are Matt and Lauren Durning.

Uh-huh.

Uh, sometime this evening.

Of course. Um, you know what?

I'm gonna-- ow-- I'm gonna have to call you back. What?

Nothing. I have to go. Hey, whoa,

hey, wait a minute.

What? I owe Matt.

Okay? The guy's done a lot for me.

Yeah, Dylan, Matt's great.

The guy never even had a honeymoon.

I think now's a good time.

Well, you're very romantic.

So, I don't get it-- wh-what's your problem exactly?

I'm doing Matt a favor, so you're acting like this?

You know what, the problem is not that

you're doing him a favor, okay?

The problem is that if you rented the room for us,

you'd probably rent it by the hour, right?

(quietly): Right.

(door slams)

(knocking) Hey. Hey.

You got an interview going later?

Yeah. Kelly's gonna help me out.

I guess hearing other people's problems

will take her mind off of her own.

I don't get it-- calling strangers for advice.

(laughs): Neither do I.

90% of the time I don't even know what I'm talking about.

Well, whatever you told Donna, it worked.

I didn't tell Donna anything.

We're fighting, you take her to this Valentine's Day party,

she comes home, all's forgiven.

Ah, that, right.

Well, whatever you told her, thank you.

Sure, no problem. My pleasure.

It's kind of why I want your take on something.

All right.

Look, the real reason we were fighting

on Valentine's Day was because...

Yeah, pictures with Gina. I know.

What we were doing in them.

You were drunk, you kissed.

Noah, it's no big deal; it's ancient history.

There's more.

I don't know if I want to hear this.

Look, you said it, right, I was drunk.

I don't want to lose her, and this thing

we're talking about, it was meaningless, right?

So I'm just gonna tell her.

I really got to get back to work.

We've been through worse, right?

Noah.

What? I mean, that's what you do, you give advice.

I can't help you here, okay?

I'm sorry.

Right.

Look, until I get a chance to talk to her...

Don't worry. It's confidential.

All right. Thanks.

I appreciate it.

Ever try Santeria?

Uh, yeah,

once in the shower, I think.

(birds chirping)

Say, you two ever had sex?

Oh, my God.

(animal grunting, panting)

All right, everybody, go to the car.

Walk slowly.

(growls)

(panting, growling)

(growls)

Oh, oh, oh, oh!

Open-open the door!

(bear growls)

(both scream)

JANET: Oh, my God! I can't believe you left the food out, Steve!

STEVE: I didn't leave it out,

I left it up.

JANET: You left it up?

This is great. Good.

STEVE (knocking on glass): Go away.

Beat it. Go away. Go away.

(bear growls) (both yell)

(slow dance music plays)

How long has it been?

GIRL: It'll be seven weeks this Sunday at 2:00 a.m.

He was perfect.

I know he may seem that way now,

but this is the person who hurt you.

Just think about it-- while you're crying your eyes out

every night, he's crawling into bed

with somebody who can make him feel a lot better.

My ex-boyfriend isn't seeing anyone else.

Well, you're lucky. Mine is.

(chuckles): Okay.

Thanks for calling. Good luck.

Should we take a break?

No, I'm sorry.

I will get a grip.

(sighs)

You're on with David and Kelly.

MATT: Time does heal.

It's hackneyed and overused, but it is a fact.

I wish I could believe you.

Well, you fall in love with a person,

the life you're gonna have, and then it's gone...

it hurts, you rage, and...

and then one day you realize that you're not angry anymore.

You're sad.

Pretty soon you let yourself be a little happy.

And then when you're sipping on a coffee,

reading a newspaper...

In the courtyard, totally unaware...

...you see somebody smiling at you,

reminding you that you're alive,

that everything can turn around.

How often do you think that happens?

It happens when you're ready,

sometimes even when you're not.

Thank you, caller.

♪ ♪

That was pretty intense.

I can't believe it was really Matt.

It was Matt.

The way he described how they met, how he felt.

So what do you think? I mean...

you think they'll still be friends?

In time, I'm sure.

I mean, it's not like he cheated on her

or lied to her or anything.

So you're saying that would be hard to forgive, right?

Oh, yeah, light-years.

Well, what did you want to talk to me about?

Uh, nothing. Forget it.

What?

(sighs) I was just wondering...

Look, I was wondering if, um...

you want to live together.

Noah...

We've been through so much,

it just seems like the next step, you know?

I don't know what to say.

Well, you could try saying yes.

Unless you don't want to, then I... Yes.

Yeah, yes, yes, I'll move in with you.

Mm...

I love you.

(Hawaiian music playing)

Hey.

Hey.

(hums along with melody)

That is for our Dylan-supplied naughty evening at the Bel Age.

Um, I don't think I'll be needing that.

Uh, I know what you're doing.

Planning on staying in the room the whole time, are you?

I think I can adjust to that.

Matt... Hmm?

I'm, uh... I was just at the doctor,

and my white blood cell count is down.

All right, so what's the plan?

We stop by the pharmacy on the way or...?

The doctor wants me to stop taking Clozapine.

Wait, wait. I don't understand.

Won't you slip back?

I could be institutionalized again.

I, don't, I-I-I don't understand, then.

How can she possibly suggest you stop taking it?

Because if I don't stop taking it...

I'll die.

(snoring)

Steve?

Mm...

Steve, wake up. You're s...

Wake up! Hmm?

You're snoring in my face.

Oh, I'm sorry.

You think the bear's gone?

Yeah, yep, along with the food.

And the kids.

The kids?! Yeah, the kids. Remember,

the ones you said you'd wake up early to keep an eye on?

This is my fault, huh? This is all your fault.

I caught them making out.

Marianne?!

Stewart!

Marianne!

Stewart!

You think maybe the bear got them?

Marianne!

Stewart!

Marianne? Stewart?

It's not like I don't want them to be happy.

I mean, I just don't want a front-row seat.

I did not invite you out here this morning

to hear you obsessing about this.

Don't do it.

And do what, sleep, work, eat, focus?

Oh, I don't know.

Focus has never really been my strong point, ever.

Oh, man, '59 T-bird.

You know, my uncle Hank used to drive one of these.

Every morning, he'd come rolling up,

and I'd be out there all ready, early before school. I'm telling

you, this car is the thing that got me up in the morning.

What gets you up now?

Well, for a while, it was that community service.

Now it's just sex with Gina.

Dylan. Okay.

Bad joke.

That's just a pleasant diversion.

From what?

Figuring out what to do with the rest of my life.

Come on.

Come on...

Hey.

Hey.

What's up?

I was just looking for Kelly.

She seemed a little on edge last night.

Um, yeah, she's not around. Okay.

Well, uh, tell her I stopped by.

You know, I'm still waiting

for my invite.

Or have you forgotten how great we were?

What?

On the radio in high school.

No, I haven't forgotten.

You okay?

Yeah. Why, shouldn't I be?

Well, I talked to Noah last night,

and he seemed a little on edge, so...

So you already know.

Not exactly.

The basics, you know?

What do you think?

Well...

I mean, I think it's good.

You do? Yeah.

I mean, the way things have been going between us,

I guess I'm not surprised.

But, oh, and Gina already knows, but

Kelly doesn't. I think she might take it hard, so...

What the hell are you talking about?

About Noah asking me to move in with him.

Why? What'd you think I was talking about?

That.

You, you and Noah moving in together.

So, you think it's good, right?

I think it's great.

Congratulations.

Thank you. (chuckles)

MATT: No, no, no, no.

Listen to me. I don't care if the doctor is busy.

My wife and I are coming down there this evening,

and she will see us. Am I clear?

I'll call you back.

I know that was you on the radio last night.

Kelly, this really isn't a good time.

Listen, I'm really trying to work through this,

but your friendly overtures aren't making it

very easy for me.

That wasn't my intention.

I know, but just hearing your voice made me think of you

and Lauren and your second honeymoon...

Look, you know what?

There was no second honeymoon, so I want you to go.

So would I, but I can't.

Fine. You know what? I will.

Stew, you're gonna meet tons of women.

Beautiful, intelligent women.

Which is good, right?

It's great.

Eventually, one of them will stand out

more than the rest.

But you won't be able to put your finger on

exactly why that is,

and then she'll start driving you crazy.

Which is bad?

Which is frustrating.

Have I been hurt? Oh, yeah, yes.

Which is why you're just gonna have

to learn to protect yourself.

Because there are gonna be guys who are gonna come after you.

The wrong guys. Bad, bad guys

who only have one thing in mind.

So you're just gonna have to turn them away...

even if it kills you.

Do you have any idea what it's like

to be in love with someone who hates you?

(groans) It's like the more they diss you,

the closer you want to be.

I'm not a bad person, am I?

Uh, no.

No, no, I'm good. I'm decent.

She should see that!

Why she doesn't is beyond me.

(sobbing)

You really like this guy, huh?

Dude, it'll be okay.

(soft chuckle)

(birds chirping)

(sighs)

(snaps fingers)

(mutters)

I... like it.

DR. MICHAELS: If you continue

taking Clozapine,

you will get a-plastic anemia.

When your white count drops like this, you'll go septic.

Your organs will start shutting down.

Or you'll develop pneumonia, or both.

Either way, you're likely to die.

MATT: What are you talking about, Doctor? How...?

What are you talk...? Are you talking years?

Are you talking months?

What are we looking at?

Weeks, I'm afraid. Maybe no more than two or three.

And if I stop taking the medication,

how long before I fall apart again?

Same amount, maybe less.

You could suffer

a psychotic episode within a week.

Within two, rebound psychosis.

Great. An episode worse than ever before.

Oh, wait a minute. There's got to be some other options.

Some other choices. Something that would

at least give us time to think about it.

No, we don't need time to think, Matt. I'm not

going off the medication. That's it. I can't

prescribe something for you that will kill you.

No doctor can.

Are you serious?

If you had any idea

what it was like to go through this...

if you had any clue!

MATT: We'll just have to talk

about it. There's nothing to talk about, Matt.

I am not going off the medication.

(rock music playing)

So, I hear that you and Donna are looking for apartments together.

Why is it everything out of your mouth sounds like a threat?

Well, probably

because Donna and I are getting along really well, and I

just don't want your guilty conscience screwing things up.

No, I'm the one who sleeps nights, remember?

Yeah, but you're such a kind, decent guy.

I mean, you're about to move in with this girl

you really care about.

It must just be killing you

to not be able to tell her the truth.

No matter what, you better not ever tell Donna

what really happened.

Hey. Hey.

I'll see you guys later. Okay.

Sorry. An order arrived late at the store.

Total screw-up. Can we still make it?

Look, it'll wait. Well...

No, it's the last duplex on Sixth Street.

(stammers) I love you.

Well, I love you, too, but right now,

I'm thinking of crown moldings and Spanish tile...

I don't think you understand

how much you mean to me.

Oh, no, I think I have a vague idea.

But, oh, you know what?

Why don't you refresh my memory on the way? Let's go.

Look, I canceled the appointment.

Something wrong?

The night Gina kissed me in the photo booth...

Yes?

We slept together.

Donna, look, you know how messed-up I...

We're over.

Donna, come on.

(sighs)

Where's Gina?

Gone.

Hey, can you do me a favor?

Can you fill in for me tonight on David's show?

I'm just really not into it.

Noah's left you, like, 200 messages. Where have you been?

Jann's Coffee Shop.

All night?

Noah and I broke up.

I-I need the phone.

Hey, are you okay?

You know Gina's cell phone number? Never mind. I got it.

Wait. Hang on. What happened?

Hold on.

First I need a word with my dear, dear cousin.

What does Gina have to do with this?

Oh, everything.

RECORDING: The cell phone you've dialed is currently out of range.

Hi, Noah.

Look, I couldn't stand not being honest with her.

Oh, come on. You didn't tell her.

Yeah, and she dumped me.

Oh. Well...

What did you think she was going to do, give you a medal?

It was the right thing to do.

We had such an intense night together,

but it's not like we had sex or anything,

so I don't understand. What did you say?

I'm saying that it was

awfully special, but we didn't really...

No, what did you say about sex? That we didn't have any.

You told me the other night that something else went on.

I told you that we didn't do anything

that you hadn't already done, like get drunk

and pass out in the same bed as Donna.

You made me think something else happened.

I didn't make you think anything.

(snorts)

You know what? You're jealous of Donna, that's it.

Oh, please, Noah. We wanted each other, remember?

You and me, that's all that happened.

That's what I felt bad about.

No, you said...

I never said the word "sex."

Did you hear me say "sex"?

No.

Where your subconscious desires take you is your problem.

(sighs) You got to be kidding me.

Lauren, eat.

Why? So I have the strength to fight off the men with the nets

when they come to get me?

Don't.

Don't what, Matt? Get upset?

Act crazy?

Because that's exactly what's going to happen

if I go off the Clozapine.

No, see, there must be something else we can do.

Something that we haven't tried yet.

But there isn't.

But there has to be, Lauren.

I'm not going to lose you again.

You moved on once.

But I didn't.

Not really.

Then you'll be able to now.

I can't let you die.

(sniffles)

(entry bell rings)

Hey, guys. How was that hotel? Money well spent?

(groans)

Actually, we didn't go.

But I really appreciate your offer.

Excuse me.

(sighs) You want to talk about that?

It's your call.

I know you're being nice to me because you lost your wife.

Yes, I did.

And if I had a second chance, I wouldn't waste it arguing.

The medication is killing her.

So, what happens if she doesn't take it?

It's a fate worse than death.

Trust me, there is no such thing.

The poor kid doesn't have a clue when it comes to women.

You're not getting close enough.

Where are they, anyway?

Well, Marianne's in the tent reading Kafka

and Stewart's gathering berries somewhere, probably poisonous.

At the base, Steve, or it's not gonna catch.

How can you be so dense sometimes?

Will you cut me some slack?

Would it be be such a gross violation

of the camper's code book to have brought a lighter?

We're running out of matches.

You know what, Steve? This trip is about survival.

Because there are no quick fixes

for kids like Stewart and Marianne, or for dinner.

Listen to you.

Why don't you go start a militia group or something?

Ha.

(flame whooshes)

Oh, okay, come on. Go get the last two hot dogs.

Okay.

(thunder rumbles)

That's it.

I got your message and you're welcome.

Well...

Your gift did the trick. What can I say?

Well, I'm glad one of us is in the black.

What's your story?

I went to see Matt.

Asked about their romantic getaway.

I guess it didn't go as planned.

Well, Matt's got a lot on his mind.

Please.

How hard can it be to make plans for living happily ever after?

Pretty hard.

When you've only got a week.

What?

The medicine that she takes is killing her,

so she's going to quit taking it.

Whatever demons the woman has, they're going to come back.

Hey.

Hi.

Uh, can I talk to you for a second?

Sure. Yeah.

I'll, uh... see you later.

Sorry.

(door closing)

Uh, what were you talking to her about?

Oh, just, you know, personal stuff.

Personal stuff?

(chuckles)

Obviously, you're a confidante to Kelly.

Oh, and you're also, um, cupid.

Right? To Matt and Lauren.

I mean, you're just everything

to everybody, aren't you? Except, of course, to me.

This... is yours.

Get you up in the morning.

(sighs)

That really makes me want to throw up.

You know that? Listen, if you and your pal Kelly

are blossoming into something more,

you should just tell me and I'll take my exit cue.

It's just a note.

That's all it is.

Well, I'm sorry. I...

I technically have never really had a boyfriend before,

so I don't really know how to deal with these things,

but I don't think it's supposed to make me feel like this.

Okay. Come on.

Come on.

(sighs)

Kelly bought this for me.

Great.

I think she thinks it will help me get back on track,

whatever that is.

It's very sweet, Dylan.

Well, I'll tell you what, it's a great car.

I spent some time with it yesterday.

It's still a little rough under the hood.

But, as you can see, the paint job is beautiful.

I thought we might, uh, take a drive.

You know? Yeah?

Yeah. Why not?

Go up PCH. Find a place to maybe break that back seat in.

(clears throat)

You think so?

Yeah. Maybe kind of walk

along the beach and find a little spot.

(engine turns) Oh, yeah. Do a little skinny dipping or something.

I think probably that will only happen in your dreams.

(tires squeal)

DAVID: After this song, we'll welcome my special guest,

Donna Martin. (slow R&B tune plays)

You're sure you want to do this?

Yeah, yeah. It'll keep my mind off things.

DAVID: Hey, I can see that. Well, I'm sure

Noah's gotten the message you don't want to see him.

I'm not looking for Noah.

Oh.

How about Gina? She gone into hiding?

She'll surface sooner or later.

Actually, she has to, because I stole her pager

and without it, her clients can't reach her. Hmm!

You ready?

Okay. We're going to the phones.

Stephanie. You there? What's up?

WOMAN (on phone): Here's the thing.

I bump into my boyfriend all the time,

and I still get butterflies.

(groans) The worst.

Do either of you have the same problem with your ex?

Uh, butterflies? No.

No. (laughs)

You know, Stephanie, what I've come to realize

is that, uh...

when something's done, it's-it's done.

Done. Yeah. Over. Finished.

I mean, it's not like

there are any of those triggers or anything.

You know, those totally random moments

when you remember a look or a touch

when you first fell in love with someone.

Then... And then the bad stuff, that just... Somehow, it...

(whispering): What was the question?

Oh, I think you covered it.

Right.

(laughing)

We're gonna

take a little break.

(laughing) Sorry. I spaced there.

Yeah. Where did you go?

It's funny. I actually... I...

I went back to this time in high school

when we were doing our show.

And remember? I hyperventilated while we were doing the news?

And everybody thought that you and I...

Yeah, on air.

(laughs)

Yeah. I remember you were horrified.

And I remember

that you couldn't have been more protective.

I'm sorry, folks. I just... I got an idea.

A... A theme for the night, if you will.

Can ex-lovers...

remain friends?

I think you're listening to living proof.

What do you think? Give us

a call.

(thunder rumbles)

(groaning)

Whoo.

Stewart and Marianne are out cold.

Sleeping in separate beds, mind you.

Good.

What about you?

You going to sleep out here? 'Cause the kids and I,

we made this really cool sleeping bag pillow fort.

You could sleep in there, if you want.

I'd sleep on the floor. Um...

Why don't you go ahead and go in?

You know, they really shouldn't be left alone.

And I-I'll be in in a minute.

You're mad at me.

What did I do this time?

You gave up on this weekend.

I didn't give up. I'm still here.

At a motel, Steve.

I mean, you

always take the easy way out.

This was not my idea.

No kidding, no kidding.

It was my idea.

It was my chance to get out of town

a-and out of the office and away from you.

Man, you can be so harsh.

Yeah, well, sometimes a girl kind of has to be.

Janet, you're driving me crazy.

How am I supposed to get over you

when you're always in my face?

Did I just say that last part out loud?

(thunder rumbling)

So, um, sleeping bag pillow fort-- that's-that's good.

That-That wins points.

Yeah, it was fun.

You're really good with those kids.

Thanks.

By the way, uh...

By the way,

the reason I'm always in your face--

is 'cause I really like it.

Hey.

You got my messages, right?

Yep. I didn't listen to any of them.

Gina and I had a little misunderstanding.

Oh, what? A lovers' quarrel.

What a shame. Listen, I found a pair of your jeans.

Come on. Whatever you have of mine,

just give it to Steve and he can drop it off.

Gina and I did not sleep together.

Yeah, that's believable.

Well, it's true. Just ask her.

Ask who? Ask Gina?

Ask Gina for the truth? Please.

Okay, I'm telling you, nothing happened.

Great. And I'm telling you I don't care.

How can you say that?

You know what?

Because what you and Gina actually did doesn't matter.

It's what I believed that you did.

Okay, but we didn't do anything.

I wish I could believe that.

I really do.

(door closing)

Hmm, if I'd have known

we were going to sleep in this car... oh...

I have to go check on the kids.

Why? It's still early.

You know the drill-- get up, get dressed, repress.

No, I don't want to.

Listen, about this weekend...

It was a blast.

It didn't happen. Oh, it was a blast.

And when we get home...

I want us to be a couple.

Uh-huh.

We weren't ready before.

But we're ready now.

I wonder if this place has a complimentary breakfast.

(tapping)

Nice toe work. Thank you.

Just wanted to let you know, uh, this weekend was the bomb.

Um, w-we'll be out in just one sec.

Looks like someone got busy.

It's about time.

Hi.

If this is going to be an argument, I...

No, it's not.

Can I sit down?

Of course.

I have been incredibly selfish.

No, you haven't.

Still, I'm sorry--

for everything.

I appreciate that.

Dylan told me about Lauren.

Good news travels fast around here.

Please let me be a friend.

One percent of the population has schizophrenia.

Two percent of that one percent has a potentially fatal reaction

to Clozapine.

That's pretty good odds, right?

Don't do this to yourself.

I guess in the great big statistical scheme of things

Lauren got the shaft.

Twice.

If there's anything I can do.

You're already doing it.

(alarm chirping)

Let's have a little chat, shall we?

Oh, that whole thing between me and Noah

was a total misunderstanding.

So he says. Oh, good. So you talked to him.

You know what I say?

You misled him on purpose.

Why would I do that? To hurt me, Gina.

Donna, come on. Noah's had it out for me since day one.

Really?

So why don't you tell me what really happened that night?

He came on to me.

Enough with your lies! What happened?!

Absolutely nothing happened.

Okay?

To think all these years I was taught to pity you.

You lying bitch.

What?

You're nothing but trash.

(door closes)

Hey. Hi.

It's nice, huh?

MATT: Yeah.

It's so simple-- the sky and stars.

Uncomplicated.

I'm so tired, Matt.

All this anger and frustration inside of me.

Then you should let it go.

You know, I only have three pills left.

After that, no doctor's going to give me a prescription.

Then we find a way to get you what you need without a doctor.

Really?

How?

I don't know.

But after we do, we're getting out of here.

We're going to Venice?

It'll be like a second honeymoon.

Got a brand-new credit card and everything.

Can we afford that?

No.

I love you so much.

I love you, too.

No, it was third grade. A-3.

Right, right.

Oh, yeah, that was a hit, by the way.

Uh... Mr... uh, Mr. Bodfish-- benched me for a week, right.

Miss.

Should have been more like a month.

Wait, for what, gum?

Come on.

In my hair.

Totally ruining my Dorothy Hamill wedge cut,

thank you very much, right before

yearbook pictures.

Come on, I did you a favor.

Have you talked to Matt?

Mmm, briefly.

Enough to let him know that I'm here if he needs me.

Hmm, ah, he's a lucky man.

Where's Gina?

I don't know. She, uh...

had to take a break from me for awhile.

She'll be back.

Whatever.

Never really seemed to bother you.

I mean, we would be playing on the playground,

and then you would just stop.

And I could never tell if you were happy or you were sad.

I just didn't care.

An existentialist at eight.

A-2.

You sank my destroyer.

You'll get over it.

You always do.

I don't know, it's doubtful.

I feel like sometimes I'm just going in slow motion--

the rest of the world is going full speed.

So I just reach out grabbing for, you know, something.

Anything.

Europe, heroin,

Gina.

Doesn't matter what I grab.

I still end up lost.

Focus.

That's what we need.

I'm not good at it.

Look, I've only ever connected with two things in this life.

One of them is dead.

How about the other one?

She's sitting right across from me.

NEWSCASTER: Mostly sunny skies today... (knocking)

Hi.

Hey.

Sorry I didn't call.

Um... how's it going?

Okay.

How you doing?

Fine.

Good.

At least that's what I keep telling myself.

That's good.

(sighs)

Something wrong?

No. Um...

Remember what I said on the radio

about how ex-lovers can be friends?

Mm-hmm.

I lied.