Melrose Place s03e21 Episode Script

Morning, Sydney.
I trust you had a peaceful night.
I could have died in there.
Don't give me that much credit, Sydney.
You control your life.
You allowed this to happen.
I provided options.
You made the decision not to write the letter.
It's a very difficult road, Sydney, no matter which direction you pick.
Pick? You mean, I can go? That's your option.
But, I won't help you to leave.
I've invested much too much effort on your behalf.
Has anyone ever done it? I mean, changed their mind about staying? No, no, no.
No, everyone else here has embraced their special time on retreat.
Maybe I'm just not strong enough.
Sydney, you wouldn't be here if you didn't have incredible inner strength.
Your life in Los Angeles was dreadful, but it was familiar.
It's very difficult to leave a comfortable place, even if it is hell.
It takes great courage.
I never thought of it that way.
Sometimes you make things so clear.
Well, that's because you're willing to listen.
So, what's it gonna be? A long walk into the desolate unknown? Or breakfast? Okay, breakfast.
Okay.
How about 3:00, Larry? Great, I'll see you then.
You decent? That's a matter of opinion.
Well, look at this lovely accessory.
It'll look stunning with your gown.
Could you make it work any faster? I have an 11:30 meeting.
You better cancel it.
You're not gonna feel like doing anything for a few hours.
Michael, you said this was an outpatient procedure.
I plan to stick to it.
Amanda, you're not having a cavity filled.
This is chemotherapy.
Slow down, the room's paid for.
I want the rest of my treatments scheduled first thing in the morning, that'll give me time to get my act together before work.
Look, don't push so hard.
These are intense procedures.
Your body needs time to recuperate.
Michael, I'm fine.
Worry about your patients with real problems.
Okay, humor me, promise you'll call if you need anything.
You do your job, I'll do mine.
Bob McGovern, please.
It's Amanda Woodward.
Hi.
Hi, do you have a minute? Yeah, come on in.
Thanks.
Have you talked to Sydney lately? We had a fight a couple of days ago.
Does that count? Did she say anything strange? She jabbered some nonsense about me not carrying my own weight and that she was gonna go to a resort with a bunch of friends of hers.
They're not friends.
I think Rikki got her hooked into a cult.
Did she ever mention a man named Martin Abbott to you? About 60 times.
She talked about him like he was a god.
Syd's probation officer ran a check on him.
The cult information hotline lists him as extremely destructive.
Ah, come on, Sydney's missing a few bricks, but she's too smart to fall for that line of crap.
Cults prey on vulnerability.
Syd's a perfect target.
She might be a liar, but she's no thief, and she cares too much about material things to destroy them.
You don't think she trashed my bar? I don't know, but if Sydney didn't do it, someone set her up.
I'm gonna call and see if maybe they can tell me where she went.
Let me know if you find anything out, all right? Thanks.
Oh, boy.
Can I get my messages? Hey, Matt.
John, what are you doing here? I got a stabbing victim in surgery.
I had some time, so I figured I'd roam the halls.
In search of? Dinner partner? There's a great new seafood place over on La Cienega.
Actually, I'll probably be eating dinner at my desk.
We're changing over the computer programs.
I'm running damage control all night.
Well, didn't hurt to ask.
I'll see you around, right? Sure.
Valentine's is two days away, and already the flowers are coming in.
Well, I guess that's something we don't have to worry about this year.
Sorry, but I think Valentine's Day ranks as the dumbest holiday of all time.
It's also completely discriminatory.
If you're not part of a couple, you don't count, even though it was nice feeling special for a day.
So, what are we looking at here? I know this sounds crazy, but what if we got something for Amanda? Flowers might lift her spirits.
I have a friend who has a flower shop.
We can go there tomorrow.
Bob McGovern says you submitted material directly to him.
He wanted to check the artwork.
But I haven't approved the copy.
As much as you like to think you run D&D, nothing leaves this office without my authorization.
You're right, Amanda.
I'm sorry.
Listen, I was just gonna go get a cup of tea, maybe I can bring one for you, too? No sugar, right? I should have known.
Get in my office now, both of you.
I can't believe you did this to me.
You told her, didn't you? Told me what? Oh, cancel the dog and pony show, Alison, it's a pathetic act.
You told her I have Hodgkin's.
I had to, Amanda.
We've been busting our butts around here picking up the slack.
Slack? Yeah, every time you go to the doctor, it takes three hours.
I mean, things are backing up.
We're just trying to help.
Well, you can't.
There is no way you can manage this entire company and still take the time that you need to get better.
Please, Billy, I can't stomach your trite wisdoms today.
Amanda, slam us all you want, but we're still falling behind schedule.
It's not a crime to admit that you need some help.
We're all on the same team, trust us.
I trusted you to keep a secret, look where that got me.
You can't fill my shoes, so don't get any ideas about taking over.
Amanda, we're not.
That's right, you're not, you're not covering for me, and you're not making decisions.
It must remain business as usual, or we're all be out of work.
Go on, get out of here.
Watch Martin.
He's so focused.
I brought you lunch.
Thanks.
Would you like to try? Oh, no, I can barely shoot a rubber band across the room.
Oh, I think you'd be very good at this.
You have a good eye, a good sense of stability.
Huh, sling that one by my sister.
Pick out a weapon.
Martin, really Look inside the shack and find a gun that feels comfortable in your hand.
No way.
There were so many.
Well, most were turned in by members.
We keep them around for defense.
Do you ever use them? Well, just the sight of them sends most people minding their own business.
I didn't know what bullets to pick.
The ammunition's already inside.
I mean, what good is an unloaded weapon? Okay, now, after you fire, you'll feel the gun kick back.
Now, don't anticipate it, all right? Just keep focused on your target.
You ever lined up a gun sight before? Only at carnivals.
Close enough.
All right, find your target, clear your mind.
Now, just don't think of anything, except what I'm saying to you.
Focus.
That's it.
Relax.
Now, just think the bullet to your target.
Yeah! Ha-ha! Way to go, Syd! I hit it! You blew it to smithereens.
That's because the thought of missing never entered your mind.
Now, that's the power, Sydney.
Amazing, isn't it? Get her some more ammunition, Rikki.
That was like calling the Twilight Zone.
The woman even called the retreat a compound.
It'll take us nine hours to get to Tucson.
I gotta open the bar up tomorrow morning at 10:00.
We can leave after that.
Oh, things with Sydney are always such an adventure.
I don't know whether to pack a suitcase or a pair of shoes.
Sounds like a great job.
I mean, "L.
A.
Monthly" is a terrific paper.
Yeah, but the deeper you go underground, the less you get paid.
But that's okay, I can still promote my work.
Excuse me, is Matt Fielding around? Right there.
Thanks.
Hey, Matt.
Looks like you got off work a little early, huh? Yeah.
How'd you find me? You told me about the place, remember? I figured since I didn't have a date, I'd come check it out.
But, uh, I don't want to intrude.
No, pull up a chair.
Thanks.
Jo, this is John.
He's the police officer who helped me after my mugging.
And Jo was just telling me about her new job.
Yeah, "L.
A.
Monthly" wants me to do a feature photo on the Los Angeles night life, the real night life.
Down and dirty, huh? Yeah.
Well, no offense, but you can't get the pictures that you want on your own.
Excuse me? It's not personal, it's the streets.
I mean, you won't get two feet inside the territory you need to cover.
You're white, you're female, and, as far as I can see, you don't have any tattoos or gang symbols.
I tell you what, luckily, I am the best tour guide on the city payroll.
Why don't you come ride along with me on my shift? Really? Yeah.
Oh, God, that would be great! Sounds dangerous to me.
She'd be a lot safer with a cop than she would be on her own.
I promise I'll take good care of her.
Excuse me, um, two more beers, and whatever she's drinking, on me.
Sure.
Mmm, just once I'd like to celebrate the holiday on the actual holiday.
Well, at least we're both on the schedule for Valentine's, we'll be together.
Mmm.
I think I'll wear my new present under my greens.
You do, and you won't be wearing it for long.
Oh, come on, don't answer it.
Oh, I'm waiting for lab results.
Hello? Kimberly? It's Amanda.
I need to talk to Michael.
Sorry, Amanda, he's busy, call back Amanda? Give me that.
What is it? I don't know, I'm as sick as a dog.
It's been going on for hours.
Michael, I'm really scared.
I'll be there in 20 minutes.
Since when do you make house calls? Since I have a friend who's very ill.
Please, Michael, you don't have friends.
Gee, I wonder why? Don't start with me, Kim.
She's my patient, stay out of it.
Lemon-lime soda, soda crackers, and five doses of Compazine, the nausea pills you said you wouldn't be needing.
I have always been strong.
It's just this, I can't deal with.
You have to, there's nothing listed in the options column.
Amanda, we can ease your pain physically, but mentally, you can't keep denying you're sick.
You think I don't know that? I wanna get better, but I'm just not gonna give up everything else.
You don't have to prove anything.
Taking nausea pills 'cause you're sick is not a sign of weakness.
And resting after chemo is not lazy, it's smart.
Well, you have everything you need now, so, I guess I better be going.
Do you have to? Um, can't you just stay for a little while till I fall asleep? Sure.
We won't make it before dark.
The compound's an hour outside of Tucson.
The road's not even on here.
What? You're great, Jake.
I mean, after the way I treated you, when I didn't believe what you said about Chris.
Chris was a gifted liar.
I fell for every one of them.
It's funny though, you and me on a road trip together.
What? We've seen each other every day for two years? And we've hardly talked.
We never had anything in common before.
Now, we have Sydney.
She tried to talk to me.
I pushed her away.
You had good reason.
Sydney's a master at pulling scams.
Except this time.
Maybe.
We'll see soon enough.
God.
If anything happens to her, I'll never forgive myself.
I wouldn't be worried if she wasn't so childish.
Yeah, she's also stubborn.
Martin's not gonna talk her into doing anything that she doesn't want to do.
Hell, she probably just signed on 'cause she wanted a free vacation.
What, are you crazy? Why didn't you tell me that Amanda has lymphoma? 'Cause it's none of your damn business.
Doctor, patient, confidential.
Does any of this ring a bell with you? You are not trained for this, Michael.
What you are doing is unethical.
When did unethical sneak into your vocabulary? Michael, she needs a specialist.
You think I'm making this up as I go along? Oncology has been on board since Amanda was diagnosed.
She's had a CAT scan and a biopsy.
Amanda happens to feel comfortable with me as her attending physician.
Well, isn't that sweet? So what's in it for you? Just the joy of living with a wife who's pissed off 24 hours a day.
And if by some miracle Amanda survives, may be just the break I need around here.
Ho! Looking good, Darla! Very tasty.
Gotta know the talent to get along.
God, you were so right, they would never let me take these shots if you weren't here.
Excuse me.
Yeah? Okay, I'm on my way.
Pack it up, Jo, I got a call over on Highland.
My favorite drug dealer just rolled into town.
All right.
I'm going up the alley.
You stay in the car, no one will bother you.
Just sit tight.
Ah! This ride along is over, Jo.
I'm calling backup for another unit to take you home.
No problem, I understand.
two units for backup.
Man down.
Roger, 2-King-20.
Copy your request.
Sending two units.
Hey, wait, wait, wait.
What's going on? Traffic.
I can't believe Sydney's out here.
When we were kids, she wouldn't even go camping.
Her idea of roughing it was a black and white TV.
Tell them not to shoot, I think that's my sister's car.
Your sister? What the hell? Get rid of her.
Okay.
Sydney, thank God you're all right.
Let me guess.
You were just in the neighborhood, and you stopped by for a drink? We came here to make sure you were all right.
Like you give a damn, Jake.
You're probably here to blame me for something else I didn't do.
Sydney, I was really worried, you left so suddenly.
Gee, like there were so many fabulous reasons for me to stay.
You know, leave me alone.
Hey, hey, we drove nine hours, okay? Talk to your sister.
Excuse me, but Sydney's quite capable of deciding who she talks to and when.
There's really no reason for concern.
Sydney's happy here.
She has a job, many friends, which from what I understand are things you two took away from her.
Sydney, get in the car.
For God's sake, give me some credit for once, will ya? I finally found people who love me for who I am.
For starters, they don't judge me, like you and Dudley Do Right, here.
Sydney.
Jake? Get the hell away from me, okay? Believe or not, I'm over you, and it's a lot easier when you're not in my face all the time.
Jane, do us all a favor and leave, okay? This is my home now.
It may not be Camelot, but it is the home I've always dreamed of.
Sydney, are you sure? Yes.
I need to stay.
Come on, let's go.
Go in love.
That was excellent, Sydney, excellent.
You're getting stronger every day.
John really did that? It was the weirdest thing, I mean, one minute, he's Mr.
Nice guy, the next minute he goes berserk.
And this drug dealer, he's on the ground, and he's kicking him and screaming at him, and it was awful.
This happened before.
Last week, he threatened Kimberly.
I thought she was behind my mugging, which she was, but Anyway, I mention it to John, and the next thing I know, he's playing hardball with her.
Yeah, I thought it was a one-time thing, but Apparently, he gets his kicks out of intimidating people.
Yeah, he says it comes with the badge.
I didn't buy it then, I don't buy it now.
What are you gonna do with these pictures? Well, this is terrible, but I can't afford to get involved.
I'm just getting my life back together.
Well, maybe we shouldn't jump to conclusions.
Um, John is a cop, and cops meet bad guys every day.
Matt! I did not see what happened before this.
Maybe it was justified.
Maybe.
All right, you haven't said a word for two hours.
Are you okay? I'm in self-imposed guilt exile.
Jane, you did everything you could.
It was Sydney's choice to stay.
That's what's bugging me, I just I can't shake the feeling that we've missed something.
It wasn't her actions or the way she looked.
It was something she said.
She said this was her home.
Something else.
"This is my home.
This is my home.
" "It may not be Camelot.
" And, believe me, Sydney's always wanted to live a lush life.
That's it.
She said it was the home she'd always dreamed of.
Right? But it's not.
The home she dreamed of was right next to me.
She always wanted us to live near each other.
How many people went on that retreat? The woman at Martin's house said about 20, why? We didn't see anybody but Sydney and Martin.
Where was everyone? I'll get someone to cover Shooters for me.
That's okay, Jake, I can handle this by myself.
I know you can.
I'm not gonna let you.
Let's go save Sydney's butt.
It was a compromise.
Happy Valentine's Day, Amanda.
It's only a trinket, but don't think the thought was as small.
No, we've been fighting about this for two days.
Thanks for thinking of me.
We better get back to work.
Damn.
You okay? Oh, yeah, I'm fine.
My patient isn't.
She's young, smart, easy on the eyes.
She has a great career.
And if I don't figure out something soon, she won't see next summer.
I'm sorry to hear that.
You know, I had a line on a great research program in New York.
My patient's the perfect candidate.
But, Dr.
Steele says the study is completely full.
Full, like people with terminal diseases have time to sit on a waiting list.
Michael, sometimes full doesn't mean no vacancy.
What are you talking about? Well, sometimes full means that there's room, but they're being selective.
I deal with it all the time in housing.
Look, I know housing isn't the same as a research program.
But, try it again, push it.
Push it hard if you have to.
I guess it couldn't hurt, I mean, what have I got to lose, right? Just your patient.
Good luck.
Uh, Jo Reynolds? What can I do for you? I'm Detective Bob Wilkens.
L.
A.
P.
D.
Internal Affairs Division.
This is Detective Banning.
We'd like to ask you a few questions, Miss Reynolds.
About what? Your name is down on the sign-out log for a ride along with Detective Rawlings last night.
Yes, we went to Hollywood.
This'll only take a few minutes, could we come in? Um, sure.
Can I get you guys a drink or something? No, thanks.
This is very informal, there's no need to be nervous.
A couple of cops show up at my door uninvited, I get a little edgy.
With your track record, I could understand why.
What's that supposed to mean? Nothing, Miss Reynolds.
Now, we know you went on a ride along with Detective Rawlings.
A second unit picked you up at 9:30, correct? Yes.
And the backup was called because of a situation on Highland Avenue? I don't know why it was called, but we were on Highland.
So, you don't know what happened in the alley? Well, Detective Rawlings told me to stay in the car.
Did you, stay in the car, Miss Reynolds? Yeah.
Well, thank you very much.
We'll be in touch if we need anything else.
Okay.
I checked the rule book, and even though we're not a couple anymore, we can still be Valentines.
You sure you wanna do this? It is the dumbest holiday of the year, remember? Yeah.
So, for your viewing pleasure tonight, we have a choice between "The Dirty Dozen" and "Sleepless In Seattle.
" Ah, 12 convicts forced to serve in a hellish war, or two lovers who manage to seek each other out.
And it's Valentine's, I guess, we have to go with "The Dirty Dozen.
" You always were a good video date.
Oh, almost forgot.
Just wanted you to know that you're special.
Thanks.
Come on, come sit down.
Come on, fast forward.
Sydney, your can't-take-a-hint sister's back.
Wait a minute, wait a minute, please.
Martin, don't shoot them.
I won't.
You will.
Unless you get her to leave for good.
Now, it's up to you to maintain the community.
Just give me a minute alone with her, Martin.
I know she doesn't want any trouble.
Okay.
Sydney.
Sydney.
Sydney, what are you doing with a gun? Saving your damn life.
Why did you come back? I won't let you ruin my life again, Jane.
Get in the car.
Both of you.
Go, go.
Please go.
I don't ever wanna see you again, do you understand? This is my life, stay the hell out of it.
Move it, Jake! Adios, you fruitcakes! I can do it, Martin.
I've got a clear shot.
No, no, not now.
We'll take care of Sydney another time.
Hi.
Hi.
How's Sydney? Oh, she's okay, I guess.
We talked for a long time, she fell asleep on my couch.
She's got an appointment this afternoon to try and patch things up with her probation officer.
Listen, I I really wanted to come by to thank you.
Not many people would take two days out of their life to help someone they barely know.
Hey, that was before we spent 24 hours together driving back and forth across the desert.
Yeah.
Could I make you dinner? Um, nothing fancy.
Just a token of my appreciation? Hey, you don't have to thank me.
I know.
What if I wanna make dinner for a friend? That, I'll accept.
Great, um How's tonight? 7:30? Mm-hmm.
Okay.
Okay, see ya.
I mean, that Detective Wilkens, you know, I think he's legit, but that Banning, I think he's a friend of John's.
Oh, God, you know, I think I'm so clever just sneaking around.
What if John saw me? What if he knows that I lied to them? Then he'll think you tried to protect him.
I can't count on that.
These pictures could get a cop convicted.
With my arrest, with gun possession, and then Reed's death? I mean, the police aren't exactly big fans of mine.
Matt? I saw what John did to this guy.
If I don't play this right, I could be next on his list.
Jo, the pictures are evidence.
If you destroy them, you could be an accomplice.
Look, don't make this decision now.
Just take some time, think it through.
If you want, you can leave the pictures here.
Oh, God.
You're right, I need to think about this.
I need time.
I'll see you tomorrow.
How am I supposed to keep a lid on my condition, when you keep showing up every five minutes? We need to talk, I didn't wanna do this over the phone.
I got the results of your blood tests, Amanda.
I'm sorry I don't have good news.
Your white count is dangerously low.
Excuse me, but you told me this was the best treatment.
No, I told you it was the best available on the west coast.
Now, there is a doctor in New York, Richard Steele.
He's running a private research program.
So far, the results have been phenomenal.
He's got breakthrough technologies, and the top specialists in the field are working on this.
But? But, I'm getting the runaround.
One person says there's no room in the study.
Another one says Dr.
Steele is gonna retire soon.
I can't get a straight answer from anyone.
Sounds like he's a flake.
Well, that's the thing, see? In medical circles, when the answers don't mesh, it usually means, "Keep your nose out of our files.
" You see, he's onto something, Amanda.
Whatever he's doing is working.
So, how do I get in? I've got connections on the east coast.
No, no, no, this isn't about power or prestige.
Research programs are based on patients who meet a specific profile.
Now, most candidates fulfill several requirements, but not all.
And I do? Yes.
You meet every single criteria for Steele's study, every one.
But we have to go in the back door.
Here's what I propose.
Let's go to New York.
We'll camp out on his doorstep if we have to.
And what if Dr.
Steele won't see us? But, what if he will? Can't sit here and hope things turn around.
You gotta start taking risks.
This is the first one.
Okay.
Book the flight.
Okay.
John? I've been waiting for you.
Look, I felt bad about yesterday, and my guys came down on you pretty hard.
Oh, no.
Actually, we just talked.
It was fine.
You know, about that guy, you know, the one in the alley.
He's a drug dealer, Jo.
I had him off the streets on a cocaine rap.
Stupid parole system popped him out two years early.
Look, John The guy's a complete son of a bitch, he came up at me from behind.
I decked him.
He hit his head.
Now, the lowlife's in a freaking coma.
Can you believe that? Oh, I'm sorry.
Internal Affairs is all over my ass.
They just love drumming up charges on a gay cop.
Oh, yeah.
Life's no different on the police force, Jo.
I'm a walking target.
And I was set up on this one.
Look, John, I'm sure you'll work it out.
But I have to get going.
You did stay in the car, didn't you, Jo? You see, too many people stick their noses where they don't belong, and they think they see something, and they don't know the history behind it.
I'm a good cop, Jo.
I put my life on the line every night.
And now this punk might cost me my job.
I need to know who my friends are, Jo.
Are you my friend? Of course.
Of course.
Hi, leave a message and I'll get back to you.
Rikki: Hey, Syd, you there? It's me.
Hm.
Probably letting your answering machine screen your calls, right? I don't blame you.
You probably had to listen to Jane ream you the whole way back.
Oh, we miss you, Sydney.
Martin misses you.
We have to go away for a while.
But, be patient.
We know in your heart that you wanna be with us.
We'll be back for you.
You ever try this? Actually, yeah.
The whole thing? Yeah, yeah.
The whole glass?