Melrose Place s05e24 Episode Script

Woman: Morning, Doctor.
Your wife has called several times already today.
Michael: Put her through to the office.
What happened, Megan? Did you get busted again? Michael, don't, okay? You've got to believe me.
I could never go back to that life.
Look, it's like I told you at the police station.
I was set up by Josh and Kimberly.
Michael, please don't shut me out.
I love you.
I just need to know what I can do to prove it.
Look, I don't know, okay? I just need some time to sort my feelings out.
How much time? I don't know.
I got patients waiting.
I'll call you later, okay? But I don't even know where you're staying.
And you don't need to know.
Why? Are you back at the beach house with Kimberly? You know, frankly, Megan, at the moment I'd rather spend my nights with Peter than either one of you.
Michael Don't call me.
I'll call you.
Mrs.
Bowen, what are you doing here? Well, I'm certainly not looking for a quickie.
Excuse me? I read all about you and your occupation in the newspapers.
God only knows what kind of perversion went on in this house.
Nothing went on here, okay, this is my home.
No, it's mine.
And I won't rent to trash.
You have 24 hours to vacate the premises.
Look, you can't throw me out, okay? I have a lease.
So call the cops.
Tell them your landlord won't rent to hookers.
isn't out of here, I will have it incinerated! I don't wanna lose you I don't even know what I feel I start to lose you If you love me I might leave for a while I don't want to lost you But you never show what you feel So what's the difference? If you hate me I might stay for a while I know the one who wants you Waiting on line for your seed But if she ever knew you well She'd never grab my disease Morning.
Hi.
Got any more coffee? No, actually, this is it.
I gotta get to the market.
It's yours, if you want it.
Oh, thanks.
I can't even focus in the morning until I've had my first cup.
Would you, um, help me with this? So, where do you think you'll be living now that Kyle's thrown you out? I figured that I'd just stay here with you for a while.
That's okay, isn't it? Sure, but you should probably start looking for a place of your own.
What are you saying, exactly? Well, nothing, it's just that I don't want to get into anything right away, Anything permanent anyway, Well, call me crazy, but I just assumed that I was leaving one relationship for another.
I gotta get to the office.
Yeah, I gotta get going, too.
I got some things to straighten out with Kyle about the restaurant.
Good luck, then.
Guess I'll see you later.
Peter, wait.
Now you can go.
I just don't think you're in any position to raise a teenager, Matt.
I mean, you know, you did have an addiction problem just a few months back.
You were also arrested for soliciting an undercover police officer.
I admit I've been through some rough times, but I got help.
It's in the past.
Still, it doesn't exactly make you a proper role model for a Well, my brother thought I was, otherwise why would he have made me.
Chelsea's legal guardian? Because he didn't think he was going to die in a plane crash while Chelsea was still in her teens.
Wow, do you really think so little of me? Matt, I feel very strongly about Chelsea living with me, at least until she goes to college.
That's at least three years away.
Hey I'll decide what's best for me.
I'm not a child.
Nobody said that you were.
You know, any court in this country would let me live with whoever I damn well please.
Ad it doesn't please me to live with you.
You're old, and this house is like a sick shrine to Grandpa.
Chelsea! You apologize to your grandmother.
No way, I'm not apologizing for my feelings.
So if she won't let me live with you because you've got sugar in your pants, then I'll just go live with my mother.
Hey, watch your mouth.
You don't even know where your mother is.
Yes, I do, she's in Europe.
Yeah, well, it's a big place.
Yeah, well, I'll bum around till I find her.
Big deal.
Over my dead body.
I say that we try a less drastic solution.
Let's say maybe Chelsea comes spends a few days at my place.
Fine, but I'm not making any promises.
You don't look very happy for a person who just got ordered to take a vacation.
How would you feel if you just found out one of your organs was incompetent? Is it just me, or is it stuffy in here? You heard what Dr.
Barnett said, a lot of women have incompetent cervixes.
Right, I bet a lot of men don't have incompetent anything because the male doctors run the medical establishment.
I'm not having this conversation.
Why don't you lay down.
I'll open the window for you.
This is ridiculous! I would never do anything to hurt our baby.
Why do I have to stay off my feet for 2 weeks? I don't even feel sick.
Come on.
It'll be fun.
You'll figure out something to do.
In the meantime, why don't you call Amanda and tell her you're not coming in.
No, I'll call Billy and make him do it.
Morning! Morning.
Guys, I'm gonna need a 6-top over there for a 12:30 reservation, thanks.
Oh, yeah, sure.
I don't know what the hell you think you're doing, but I want you out of my restaurant.
Kyle, I'm not gonna let you take this away from me.
No, I'm not gonna let you take this away from me.
You already took our marriage, I'm not gonna lose anything else.
Tommy, you've been promoted.
You'll be working the front today.
Nobody takes over for me unless I say so.
Last time I checked, the sign out front read "Kyle's.
" Period.
End of discussion.
Until this restaurant burns down or you take legal action, I am here! Fine, I'll take legal action.
Mario, why don't you go and see if that delivery's coming in? I'll go check on it, boss.
Kyle, why don't you just be honest and admit that you still want me here because you have feelings for me, just like I have feelings for you.
I love you I told you never to touch me again.
You love me? Hmm? What about Peter Burns? You got feelings for him, too, right? Well, yeah.
I love him.
Yeah.
But I love both of you.
I want both of you.
Yeah, well, I hate to be the one to break this to you, Taylor, but that's not the way it works.
You know something? You disgust me.
So if you're not gonna get out of my restaurant, at least get the hell out of my kitchen.
Fine! Hey, Amanda? I just got off the phone with Alison.
She's not coming in.
Everything's okay, she didn't lose the baby or anything, but the doctor said she has to stay off her feet for 2 weeks.
Oh, how convenient for her.
Well, you can tell our mother-to-be that just because she doesn't have to be in the office doesn't mean she has to stop working.
I want you to messenger all her files to her, and if she doesn't have a fax machine, buy her one, but dock her pay for it.
I'll get right on it.
Amanda! Wait up.
How did it go with the divorce lawyer? No comment.
Amanda, I swear I'm not trying to charm you into bed with my concern.
I'm asking as a friend.
I just want to know if you're all right.
Of course I'm all right.
And I'd be a lot better if you left me alone.
Hey, Peter! Peter, you have a minute? No, not really, I got a bypass scheduled.
Why? Well What's this? This is a memo detailing new procedures for waste disposal at the hospital.
The board made a big stink about wanting you to institute them ASAP.
I can't believe I forgot about this.
Yeah, well, we've both been a little distracted lately with our personal problems, but, you know, I thought I'd be a good egg and write them up for you.
I guess you've had a lot of extra free time.
I heard you and your new wife split up.
Well, we're not split up I mean, not formally, anyway.
Listen, that's beside the point.
The point being that you and I make a good team.
Well, I agree with that.
Great, then, what would you say about me helping you out with this chief-of-staff thing? I mean, I could lighten your load, say, as a co-chief of staff? And then in return, you can help me spruce up my tarnished reputation.
You're joking, right? I mean, you can't be serious about this.
No, no, I'm very serious.
Michael, I have surgery.
Thanks for saving my butt.
Dr.
Mancini, you have some messages.
These are all from the same person.
Who's Mrs.
Bowen? She's your wife's landlord.
That would be your present wife.
Number four, isn't it? And she wants all of your belongings out of the house by tonight.
And did she say why? No but I'm sure we'll be reading about it in tomorrow morning's newspaper.
Sydney, I don't want you to take this the wrong way, and I'm not trying to interfere with your creative process, but don't you think you need a more substantial hook? You know, nylon rope wouldn't be a bad idea and maybe you should cordon off these attaché cases.
Um, enough.
You may think you're the only creative person on this planet, but you're not.
Like I said, I'm not trying to criticize your vision of the working woman climbing the corporate ladder And always slamming into the glass ceiling? Right.
It's just this whole display is unstable.
I mean, it's an accident waiting to happen.
What if someone trips over the cases and then ends up suing us? "A," it's not unstable, and "B," you're the only one who would trip over these cases.
Everyone else is going to see that obviously they're part of the display and walk around them.
So, if you're through criticizing for the day, why don't you go in the back and start unpacking those boxes? For the record, it was not a criticism.
Hi.
Hello.
Can I help you with something? Oh, no, dear, just browsing.
Oh, but it's such a beautiful shop, I'm sure I'll come home with something.
Where are your jackets? Well, most of them are over there, but we don't have a very large selection of sizes.
Oh, that's all right.
Oh, my God.
Uh okay, um All right, uh Are you okay? Don't touch me! Ugh! Oh! Oh! Ohh my arm agh! Dr.
Mancini? Yeah, you must be Megan's landlord.
You want to tell me what's going on around here? All I know is your wife moved out.
Did she leave a forwarding address? No, but she did box up your things for you though.
They're in the bedroom.
And, um, she left an envelope for you.
It's in the kitchen.
Thanks.
"Dear Michael, "guess I'm not good enough for anybody.
Megan.
" You bastard, you changed the locks on the restaurant.
Yeah, and? I want a key, or I will sue your ass so fast I figured that would be your reaction, so I'm willing to buy you out.
You sign these papers, I'll give you a check for $150,000, and then I'll forget I ever knew you.
Pfft! You don't have that kind of money, Kyle.
I took a second out on the Boston restaurant.
I am being generous, considering the fact that we've only been open 6 months.
Sign.
Generous or not, I'm not agreeing to anything, and I won't be pushed.
Where the hell do you get off? You're the one that's having the affair.
You are the one the screwed around on our marriage, and I want you out of here.
Never happen.
Just get me the key.
Why this guy, Taylor? Why Peter Burns? What is so special about him, huh? Is it like Amanda said? You had the hots for Burns since we moved into this building? You really want to know how long I've loved him, Kyle? Ever since Peter married my sister Beth.
Peter Burns is your brother-in-law? The first man I ever loved, ever believed in, and the only man that I've ever felt safe with.
Fate brought us together again, Kyle.
No, it's what's down there that brought you together.
You know what, Kyle, every hour of every day that you and I were married, Peter was in my heart.
It was always Peter.
Megan, this is a surprise.
Ooh, you look terrible.
Oh, well, I haven't been getting much beauty sleep lately, what with being in jail and my marriage breaking up.
In fact, I was just wandering the beach.
Have you, uh Have you ever noticed how many homeless people there are out there? No, but I haven't been getting out much lately.
Well You're not dying anymore.
I guess you've been too busy wrecking my life to take a walk.
Megan Save it.
I already feel like Cinderella coming home from the ball.
I don't need a pep talk from one of my wicked step sisters.
Why don't I make us some breakfast and in the meantime you can you can take a shower and Yeah! And while I'm in there you can call Josh! No, that's okay.
I think you've already done enough, Kimberly.
I guess I should be going.
I just I wanted to let you know that you won.
Megan, wait.
You're not going to go back to your old life, are you? What did you think, I'd uh go to law school or maybe take up the violin?!? If you need some money, I can write you a check.
The one thing I know how to do is make money.
I never meant to hurt you.
Maybe not, but you take somebody who's been satisfied with bread and water, you give them champagne and caviar, you think it's easy to go back? Hey, this is not your problem.
Will you will you keep in touch? Yeah.
I'll write every day.
Come in.
Hi.
Hello? Oh, hi, hi, it's Sydney.
I'm Sydney Andrews.
Oh.
I wasn't sure if you'd be up for visitors.
Oh, you brought me flowers.
How sweet.
I bet if I broke my neck in Macy's, Mr.
Macy wouldn't come and see me.
Well, I don't think there is a Mr.
Macy.
You broke your neck? Oh, it's just a figure of speech.
These flowers are so lovely.
They must have cost a small fortune.
Aw, well you're worth it.
You did take a spill in my boutique.
So, um how are you feeling, Hilda? Really I mean, you look good! I bet the doctor said you can go home soon.
Well to tell you the truth, I am feeling kind of punkish.
Oh, this neck brace is just killing me.
Oh, but don't you worry.
I'll be okay.
I'm just such a clumsy ox.
It was all my fault.
Oh! I'm so glad to hear you say that.
I couldn't agree with you more! Dr.
Shulman, I have been covering.
Peter's butt for weeks.
With his marriage breaking up and him having an affair with a married woman, I mean he hardly has time to micro-manage the hospital.
Michael, I had no idea you disliked your new chief-of-staff as much as I do.
I don't dislike Peter.
I just don't think he's the right man for the job.
I mean hell, even Peter didn't think so! Why else would he have written you a letter of recommendation on my behalf? What letter? Peter never recommended you for the job.
He just threw his hat into the ring.
That son-of-a-gun, you see, he stabbed me in the back.
Even more reason that you and I should work together.
Dr.
Shulman, I deserve to be chief-of-staff.
Michael, I'm afraid that you misunderstood me.
I may not like Peter, I may think that he's a self-centered pig, but that doesn't change the fact that you're not chief-of-staff material.
Whoa, whoa and Peter is? Why is that? Because Peter is smarter, better-looking, and not married to a prostitute.
Just be glad that you're working, Michael.
Oh, glad you're in.
I need a favor.
Forget it.
Peter, you don't understand, it's just a teeny favor.
See, this woman came into my boutique and sort of slipped, which wasn't my fault, and now she's in the hospital your hospital.
No.
N-O.
Come on, Peter, I just want to look at her chart.
I can't show you a patient's chart.
I mean, that's unethical.
Besides, you're the last person I would do a favor for.
Oh, I see.
Someone who's running around on his wife and boffing his next-door neighbor is talking about ethics.
All right, I want you out of this office now! You don't feel at all guilty about your affair with Taylor, do you? Guilt is a waste of time, Sydney.
You know, I only slept with Kyle that one time at the restaurant, and I felt horrible.
You probably slept with Taylor like, a million Uh I probably shouldn't have said what I just said.
Oh, I guess it doesn't really matter now that everybody's marriage is broken up.
Right! I mean, it's ancient history.
No more damage to be done.
Exactly.
So So good-bye, Sydney.
Good to see you.
Oh, Jake, I am so glad you're home.
Sorry I'm late, I brought dinner.
What's with the loud music? You must be starved, I'll get some plates.
Forget about the food! Come here.
You are not going to believe what I heard today.
What? Did the doctor call? No, no, no, it's not about the baby.
So, I was sitting here on the couch when Taylor storms into the courtyard and has a huge blow-out with Kyle.
She told him that she has been in love with Peter since she was 15.
How is this possible? Well, it turns out they've known each other for years because, get this, Peter was married to Taylor 's sister.
Tell me again how you happened to hear this information.
I heard it through the window like you can hear the music.
So, I am sure Amanda doesn't know.
Should I tell her? No, I think you should stay out of her marriage and quit eavesdropping.
I wasn't eavesdropping! You can hear everything anybody says in the courtyard through our window.
Correction you can only hear what you're trying to hear, and now that the window is closed that temptation is gone.
Let's have some dinner.
Hey, if you're subleasing your apartment to a bunch of degenerates, I will evict your butt so fast I'm not subleasing! I've got my 16-year-old niece living with me, all right? My late brother left her to me in his will.
It's been a rough adjustment for her, I'm sorry.
Well, you know what, I'm going through a rough adjustment of my own and your familial obligations are not making it any easier.
It's just music.
You wanna tell me what's really wrong? I'm sorry, my personal life has just gone to hell.
Peter and I are getting a divorce.
Well, as a veteran of the love wars, you have my sympathy.
By any chance, does your niece like to play with matches? Oh! Looks like she used your sofa as an ashtray.
Ugh! Can you get the door? Get the door open.
Hey, what's with all the smoke? Chelsea, what are you doing smoking cigarettes? Well, I don't know.
Getting a high off of nicotine, killing a few brain cells? So, you're hanging out with babes now, Uncle Matt? I didn't know you swung both ways.
Chelsea this is Amanda Woodward, my landlord.
Oh, so, what am I supposed to do, kiss her feet and ask her for a break on the rent? What is she, some kind of demon seed? What are you, some kind of bitch? Behave! You're smoking cigarettes, you're setting the place on fire, and you're insulting my landlord! You're out of control! Amanda, I am sorry.
So is Chelsea.
All I have to say is you'd better put a muzzle on this little firebug or you'll both be out on the street.
Turn down the music.
I have had it.
You're stuck with me! That's what the will said, so somebody better lighten up a little.
Tomorrow you are going back to your grandmother's.
Is that a threat? No, it is my final word on the subject.
You could have mailed those after you signed them.
I haven't signed them, and I don't intend to.
This restaurant would not exist if it weren't for me.
Right, it's your hostessing that made us a 4-star success.
Among other things.
Any idiot can do your job, Taylor.
You know, if you get off offending me, you just go right ahead, 'cause I can handle it.
But I'm staying.
We'll see.
But I don't want to have to look at your face, so if you need anything from me or my kitchen, I want you to send a waiter back here to get it.
Fine.
Aah! Geez.
Here, let me help you with that.
Kyle No, no, I got it.
Kyle, at least let me take you to the hospital.
No, I don't need your help.
Hey, it's past noon.
Are you checking out, or you just forget the 50 bucks you owe me for another night? Listen, I'm a little short.
I need a couple days to get my act together.
If you could just spot me one more night, I'll make sure you get the money by the end of the week.
We can work something out.
Thanks.
I know what you do, lady.
And if you don't troll enough tonight on the boulevard, we'll take it out in trade.
Don't worry, you'll get your money.
Okay, we'll see you in a couple weeks, then.
Burns-Mancini, please hold.
Dr.
Mancini, your wife's on line two.
You want me to take a message? No, no, I'll take that.
Megan, where are you? Nowhere, I just wanted to make sure you got your stuff from that house, you know, and those other things I left for you.
Yeah, yeah, I got the checkbook and the credit card and the ring, and Look, why don't you come by the office so I can give them back to you? Look, I don't want to hurt you anymore.
Well, who's hurt? Look, I was just confused.
But now that I've had a few days to think No, it's over.
I know that because of what I am.
Our marriage never had a chance, you know, it was just a it was just a fantasy.
No, honey.
Honey, it was real.
Our love is real.
Bye, Michael.
Megan Honey, wait.
Look, just tell me where you are, okay? Megan? Hello? Listen, um Um, I just got cut off.
Can you get that line back for me? Sure, just punch in star-6-9.
It automatically re-dials the number your wife was calling from.
Okay, thanks.
Hyland Sunset Strip Motel.
Have a seat.
I'm going to give you a shot of lidocaine to numb you up.
Ahem.
Dr.
Burns.
Patient in three needs EKG, stat.
I'll finish up here.
Like hell you will.
Well, that's gratitude for you, huh? You know, it's not every day that the chief-of-staff offers to sew up a hash slinger hurt in the line of duty.
But, then again, I owe you for a few broken ribs, don't I? If you come anywhere near me, you're the one that's gonna to need stitches.
Well, aren't you full of righteous indignation.
That sounds funny, coming from a man who's sipped from the old adultery fountain himself And more than once, mind you.
Let's see, there was the waitress in Boston and of course, I know that you slept with Sydney.
You slept with Sydney? Yeah, I I slept with Sydney, once.
You sanctimonious hypocrite.
What the hell does that make you? How many times didn't you sleep with this bozo? You go to hell.
I'll get that other guy come in and finish you up, okay? I hope you have insurance.
He's a little green.
Got no vacancies.
Trust me, I'm not looking for a room.
I'm looking for a woman, Megan Lewis.
She might be registered under Mancini.
Got nobody here under either name.
Well, why don't you check your guest register, or maybe I'll check it for you.
Go ahead, but I got a photographic memory.
body that won't quit? That would be Mary Smith, room 102, but she's not here.
Well, do you know where she is? No, but it's after 10:00.
Isn't that a prime time for her kind? That's my wife you're talking about, pal.
Now do you want to tell me where she is? Most of the girls work the boulevard, a couple of blocks east of here.
Jerk.
Are you sure I can't get you something, like a piece of fruit or a glass of milk or something? No, Sam, honestly I'm fine.
I'm just grateful for the company.
Kyle: Syd, open up! We need to have a conversation! Is that Kyle? Yeah, you know, why don't you just close the window? Syd, come on, open up! Really? Aren't you the least bit curious of why he wants to talk to Sydney? Jake's got this thing about eavesdropping.
So, in other words, close the window? Oh, Sam, come on.
Kyle: Sydney! Shh.
What is this with all the knocking? Syd, why are you going I was in the shower.
Why are you going around telling everybody that we slept together? I'm not.
I know you told Peter and now Taylor knows.
Oh, my.
Maybe I did mention something in passing to him.
It was just one of those faux pas, and I'm really sorry.
What can I do to make it up to you? You can refrain from broadcasting the details of our night together at the restaurant.
Okay? Yeah.
Sydney: Kyle? Kyle? Alison: Sam, what are they saying? She is such a hypocrite.
What? What did you hear? You're never gonna believe this.
Sydney and Kyle had an affair.
No.
Yes.
And they did it at the restaurant.
In the kitchen or on a table? Who cares? I'm never gonna eat there again.
Better take it to the curb if you want to sell it, honey.
Megan, come on, get in.
Go away, Michael! No! Come on.
What are you doing here? You are my wife.
I want you to get in this car so I can take you home.
I'm a prostitute, okay? I belong here.
We're both prostitutes.
Practically everybody I know is a prostitute.
At least everybody on this street.
Would you butt out? Come on, Megan.
You know, the truth is we're as good as anybody, better than most people think.
So uh you want to come on in or what? Honey, if you won't go, I will.
Oh, mitts off, he's mine.
This belongs to you.
You didn't actually do anything, did you? No, Michael, I didn't.
I couldn't.
Chelsea mention that she wasn't speaking to me? No.
Except for our silent meals, she's been in her room since you dropped her off.
I shouldn't have yelled at her.
She nearly burned down your apartment.
Yeah, but she just did it to get my attention, and since I'm in med school, I don't have any attention to give her.
Hey, Mom.
Hmm? I think you should take custody of her.
Good.
I knew you'd see things my way eventually.
I'm just trying to do what I think is best for Chelsea.
Okay, okay.
I think I'll go give her the good news.
Chelsea, it's Matt, I need to talk to you.
Matt: I hate you all.
What's wrong now? Nothing.
How refreshing.
You are such a two-faced homewrecker.
Pardon me? I told myself that I wasn't gonna say anything, but I just look at you and I get so So what? So so disappointed.
How can you just sleep with another woman's husband like that, and then bad-mouth Taylor when she's just an innocent victim of your unfettered sexual desire? Um I don't know where you get your information, but it's wrong.
Where do you get your information? Are either of you Sydney Andrews? Don't look at me, I'm not the one with the scarlet "A" on my chest.
Ignore her, I'm Sydney, and you are? Oh, just a messenger.
Consider yourself served.
I drive all the way to Wilshire Memorial Hospital, spend 20 bucks on flowers, and now this faker is suing me? Hilda Morris, plaintiff, versus Sydney Andrews and "Sydney's" boutique, defendant.
Yet another victim of your conceit.
Maybe the next time that I tell you that a display is unstable, you'll listen to me.
For the record, I hope Hilda cleans your clock.
Mario said that you wanted to have a word with me.
This is a non-negotiable contract for running the restaurant.
I already told you my feelings on that subject.
Well, the attorney that I consulted thought that you might want to reconsider, given the carnal nature of your relationship with Sydney.
So I will work Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, and you will work Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday, and we will split the profits right down the middle.
You may have won this round, Taylor, but the battle has just begun.
Hey.
Hey, how are you doing? You're just the man I'm looking for.
Bring me another vodka martini.
Make it quick.
You know, I think that maybe you've had enough for the evening.
Mm.
Well when I don't feel the pain anymore, then I've had enough.
Maybe what you need is a friend.
Okay, friend, um my marriage to uh Peter is over.
Finito.
And it's all my fault.
How do you figure that? Well, you probably figure that because Peter and Taylor live together that it was his wandering eye that broke us up, but that's not true.
It was me.
I made his eye wander.
I pushed him away.
I mean, on our honeymoon, I even I even um had the nerve to suggest that there was something going on between the two of them, and it was ridiculous because he had just gotten out of jail.
If I had trusted him, if I had been a real wife Did you ever consider that maybe the two of them were connected before you got married? You must be drunk.
But um what did you mean by that, exactly? I didn't mean anything at all.
No, no, no, no, now you're backpedaling.
Spit it out.
Okay.
I didn't hear this first-hand, all right? But I do have it on good authority that Peter and Taylor have known each other for years.
Peter's first wife was Taylor's sister.
I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said anything.
No, no, no, no.
I'm glad you did.
Hey, I'm sorry I'm late.
I was stuck in traffic.
You know what, junior? You're driving me somewhere.
What about our working dinner? Ugh, that's the last thing I want to think about.
Thanks.
Is she drunk? Uh-huh.
Just make sure she doesn't do anything too crazy.
All right? Stay in the car, Craig.
Amanda, why are you torturing yourself like this? Why can't you let sleeping dogs lie? They're dogs, all right.
And they certainly have been lying.
What are you doing here? Hey, hey, hold it, I never invited you and your boy toy in here.
Good evening! Don't get dressed on my account.
Amanda, maybe we should go, come on.
Don't be such a ninny, Craig.
I want to ask my soon-to-be ex something.
So, were you having an affair with this um This tramp the entire time we were married? My God, you're drunk.
Answer the question.
No, not until you started bumping bodies with Richie Rich over here.
Hey, don't deflect this back on Amanda.
Yeah, you cheat.
Correction, you're the cheat here.
I'm the betrayed husband.
You know, Amanda, even if Peter had cheated way back when with me, it would have been justified since you never loved him.
All you ever did was criticize him.
You are such a bitch.
Amanda, come on, you're making a fool out of yourself.
Go sober your girlfriend up.
You know what? I may be drunk, but I am not too drunk to remember all our conversations.
How many times did I ask you if there was anything you hadn't told me about Taylor? And how many times did you say "No, nothing to tell?" I guess it must have slipped your mind that Taylor was your dead wife's sister.
You're kidding? Cat got your tongue? Not that it makes any difference, but the truth is I didn't even recognize Taylor at the beginning.
It was a coincidence she even moved into the building.
A coincidence? She moved into your building, she showed up at your trial, became your patient? She even she even vacationed at your honeymoon hotel.
What are the odds? You know what, you two deserve each other.
I hope you're very miserable together.
Tell me it was a coincidence.
I can't.
I can't lie to you.
Uh I did read about your case in the Boston paper, and I took the next flight out, and I came down to see you at the jail.
So this whole thing was a set-up, and I just walked right into it? Peter, I love you No, stay away from me.
Just stay away.