Keep Your Distance (2005) - full transcript

And now,
practically live,

from the 84 WHAS
Broadcast Headquarters

in Louisville, Kentucky,

it's the radio program
you have voted number one

for eight years running.

David Dailey!

It's the David Dailey show
on 84 WHAS.

David Dailey here
with senatorial candidate

Mr. Bob Lentz.

Thanks for taking time
out of your busy schedule.

Thank you, Dave.
It's always a pleasure.



You know that.

I have to say, I'm really
impressed with the fact

that you have no negative ads
in this campaign.

Thank you, David.

That's something we wanted
right from the start.

It just doesn't serve anyone,

so we're going to keep it
that way till the very end.

Splat!

Thank you, man.

Looks just like you.

Really.

Where is Susan, anyway?

Meeting us there, I guess.

Is this girl going to show up?



She'll show up.
She had to work.

Yeah.
And her name again is...

Melanie, yeah?

Melody.

- Melo-dee.
- Dee.

How do you keep 'em all
straight?

This one's different, dad.

In case you're curious,

the winner of today's eighth
race was the number two horse,

damn poor rat,

which pretty much describes me
given that I didn't bet on him.

Coming up next is this weekend's
very soggy weather forecast,

brought to you by aqua perfect.

Right after the break,
we'll be back

with this week's
community spotlight,

hosted by the lovely,
the talented,

and the incredibly lucky
to be married to me,

Mrs. Susan Dailey,

if she ever gets here.

I'm right behind you.

You're right behind me.
Hey.

- Hey.
- Where were you?

I'm sorry I'm late.

I had to pull over when I heard
the news about Bob Lentz.

Some repair person
found videos on his computer.

Child porn.
Young boys.

What?

Saturday is opening day
for the new season

of Louisville
youth league baseball.

We'll be there.

Yes, we will,
and on sunday,

the big event is the 15th annual
best buddies picnic fundraiser.

I remember the barbeque
from that picnic last year.

Outstanding.

- Hey.
- Hi.

Good to see you.
Dad, this is melody.

Hi.
Nice to meet you, melody.

So nice to meet you,
Mr. Voight.

You didn't tell me your dad
was going to be here.

I wanted it to be a surprise.

He's always doing that.

I've got a women's club dinner
tonight that I can't miss,

so I'll see you at home later?

I just can't believe that
about Bob.

Poor Elizabeth.

I feel like I should call them.

Well, I've already tried,

but they must have
turned their phones off.

That's a shame.

I mean, he can forget about
the senate.

Playing in Nashville
next week.

This promoter digs our music,
so he set up a show,

and if the thing goes well,

we're looking at
a regional tour.

That's great.
I'm real proud of you, son.

But be careful of people
who kiss your ass.

They're always after something.

Mr. Voight?

You've got a conference call
in ten minutes.

No, no, no.
Dad, don't go yet.

Freak me out.

You know, whit, one day,
you'll have your own show.

You'll learn
how to deal with it.

Some wackos aren't content
to simply listen and watch.

They have to interact;
They have to get personal.

What is it?

Susan's perfume.

- Tim?
- Yeah?

- It's Sean.
- Ready?

- Yeah, we're a go.
- Good luck, man.

Oh, my god.

Whoa.

I love you, melody.

Will you marry me?

No.

What?

No.

I can't marry you, Sean.

Sorry.
I'm sorry.

You really think
I'll have my own show someday?

Um...

No.

No.

Oh, my god!

Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Thank you.

That's a hit-and-run!

Hey, there, little darling.

Can you just get out
of my way?

Sorry, boys.
She's with me.

Yeah, um,
it's this silver Taurus.

Thanks.

Thanks a lot.

Oh, thank you.

Um, sorry.

Uh, thanks for the ride.
- No problem.

You can go.
I'm fine, really.

Here.

Look, if you ever need anything,
just give me a call.

I owe you one.

Melody.
From Chicago.

- Yeah.
- I've been there.

Thanks.
Thanks.

You're welcome.

David Dailey
from the radio.

- Yeah.
- Right.

- I'll see you.
- Yeah, uh, thank you again

for the ride.

Hey, whit.

Listen, uh,
when I said I didn't think

you'd ever get your own show
someday,

I didn't mean you'd never
get on the air.

I, uh...

Yeah, I know.

Have a good weekend, dude.

Come on, son.

Welcome to the sealbach.

Hey, you're David Dailey.

Staying with us tonight, sir?

Yes.
Yes, I am.

Thank you.

Susan?

Oh, my god.

David, wait.
David.

Wait.

Damn it.

I cannot believe it.
- Let him go.

Are... are you okay to drive?

I'm fine.

Oh, man.

What the...

What the hell was that?

Wake up, buddy.

I'm sorry.

Sweet.

Get out of the intersection
immediately.

All right.
All right.

All right, I can see you.

Pull over to the left curb.

License and registration,
please.

What are you, colorblind?

Uh, no, officer.
I was having a real bad day.

Oh, god.

Listen, I left my license
in my wallet,

and my wallet's back
at the hotel,

and it's a long story.

Uh, have you been drinking,
sir?

Um, officer baines, is it?

Uh-huh.

- Hi, my name's David.
- Hi, David.

Hi.

You know who I am?

Yeah, I know who you are.

Yeah, and what's your name?

Officer baines.

Sean, it's melody.

I've tried calling four times,
and I hope you're okay.

Look, I'm sorry
about what happened.

But trust me;
You don't want to marry me.

Can you just call me
and tell me you're okay?

Try my mobile
or try me at the best western

on brownsboro.

Okay, bye.

Hey, dog.

How come you don't have no
black people on your show?

Hello?

Hello.
I have a collect call from...

Sean?
Sean, is that you?

Hello.
I have a collect call from...

David Dailey...

Stein... man... sen.

An inmate at
Jefferson county jail.

If you wish to accept and pay
for this call,

press 3 and hold.

To refuse, hang up.

Thank you.

David?

Are you okay?

Thank you for doing this.

Now we're even.

It's open.
- Okay.

Serendipity.

The faculty of finding valuable
or agreeable things.

Working on your vocabulary
at 4:00 A.M.

Impressive.

It's more like embarrassing.

I'd invite you in,
but my life is a wreck.

Invite me in anyway.

I have to pee.

- You want to come in?
- Yeah, thanks.

- I'll only take a sec.
- Okay.

Thanks.

Wow.
- Yeah.

Susan and I got this place
a few years ago.

It's great.
It's secluded.

All that.

But it's a 30-minute drive
to downtown.

Susan didn't like that, so
we bought a condo in the city.

It's more convenient.

Your wife
doesn't like it here?

No, not really.

It's amazing.

Sorry.
I'm nosy.

No, no.
It's, uh...

I, uh,
I've got a secret admirer,

or a secret something.

Hmm.
Look at that.

Look, about that bathroom.

Oh...
Sorry.

It's straight down there.

Okay, there.
I'll just be a minute.

Okay.

You want me to fix you
some coffee?

Um, yeah.
Yeah, that would be great.

Thanks.

So do you have kids?

Um, no.
We don't.

We can't.

Sorry.

Do you have any
from your marriage?

I never said I was married.

Ah, you didn't have to.

Flat-out rejecting that proposal
in front of all those people,

it takes the kind of courage
that can only come from someone

who knows how it feels to
be married to the wrong person.

My divorce is final
as soon as we sell the house.

No kids.

Thanks for your help.
I owe you one.

You owe me nothing.

Call your wife.

I'm sure she's worried sick
about you.

I told you,
she's out of town.

You're a terrible liar,
David.

Rumors continue to swirl
around senatorial candidate

Bob Lentz.

The former high school history
teacher vehemently denies

he has ever possessed
child pornography.

Some observers say this scandal
will likely deal a fatal blow...

I don't know.
I'm still working on it.

You look tired.

Well, I didn't get much sleep
last night.

Yeah, me neither.

Listen, you have no business
apologizing to me.

All right, I am the one
that screwed up, all right?

I should be apologizing to you.

It was stupid,
and I was showboating,

and it was selfish.

And I'm sorry.

Apology accepted.

I tell you what,

let me take you to breakfast,
huh?

Before you hit the road?

I know this place.

It serves incredible
chocolate chip pancakes.

Mmm.
Oh, damn. I can't.

I can't.
I'm already late.

All right.

What about the show next week?

Like I said, it just depends
on my schedule, you know?

Melody, if you don't want
to go...

No, no.
No, it's not that.

It's not that.
It's just...

I just need some space
right now.

- Space.
- Yeah.

Okay.

Okay.

Our backs were against
the walls,

and it was do or die,

and all I wanted to do was
go out there and give it 112%.

And...

Oh, yeah.

And thanks to my teammates
and coaches.

I couldn't have done it
without them.

Attaboy, Taylor.

Now, remember, guys.

You always want to thank
your teammates and your coaches.

Oh, and your wives
and girlfriends too.

Sir?

Excuse me, sir?

Hey.

How'd you find out?

I followed you.

How long's this been going on?

A while.

But no one knows about it.

No one knows about it?

Then what about your...

about her?

Who is she?

We can count on her
being discreet, okay?

Oh, yeah.

She struck me as someone capable
of tremendous self-restraint.

Since we've been married,

I have never been
with another man, David.

I want you to know that.

Is that supposed to make me
feel better, Susan?

I thought it might.

I, uh...

I don't feel like talking
about this right now.

We're gonna have to
sooner or later.

- I choose later.
- David.

Hon, I'm sorry.
I hope I didn't keep you.

No.
No worries.

You're my last call of the day,

then I'm off to indianapolis.

Indianapolis?

- Yeah.
- It's Saturday.

Yeah.

You work too hard, melody.

You need a vacation.

- Oh, I can't.
- What do you mean you can't?

Because they'll just find
some younger, better looking,

morally casual version of me
to fill in.

Just temporally, they'll say,

but 85% of the doctors I call on
are males,

so you do the math.

You know,
I'm having a lot of success

with this marlynon,

especially with treating
postpartum.

Yeah, it's selling
like gangbusters.

So you know David Dailey.

I've been on his show
a few times.

Yeah, I just met him.

He seems like
a really genuine guy.

He is.

So how are things with Sean?

Things?

Things are...

Moving too fast.

Well, maybe you'll meet
a nice doctor that you'll like.

You know, god knows,
you meet plenty of them.

Yeah, I don't date doctors.
Not anymore.

Do you eat tofu?

- No...
- I don't.

Tried it once.
It was just nasty.

Texture problem.

I will never eat it again.

I mean, just the thought of it
takes me back

to that first experience
and makes me sick.

So even if I hadn't eaten
in days

and the only restaurant for
miles served nothing but tofu,

I still couldn't bring myself
to eat it.

I'd rather starve.

That's why I don't date doctors.

You should really think about
that vacation.

Yeah.

All right,
it just keeps going over.

Yeah, man.
Keep on rocking.

Bring something home.

Are you playing a regular "c"?

- No, man...
- hey!

Afternoon, gentlemen.

Hey, man.

Here's that effects pedal
you wanted.

Excellent.

Here's a new one.

You need to learn this
by friday.

Friday?

That's ballsy.

I'm going to take a leak.

As a soon as I get back,
we'll take it from the top.

Another new song by friday?

It's just well-financed.

Why don't you tell him that
to his face?

No way, man.
He's a gun person.

Probably use a capo,

so you might want to just
capo it up.

Wellington hotel,
indianapolis.

Yeah, hi, can you ring melody
Carpenter's room for me, please?

My pleasure.
One moment.

I'm sorry, we don't have a guest
by that name.

- You don't.
- No, sir.

Thank you.

Indianapolis Hampton inn.

Hi, can you ring melody
Carpenter's room for me please?

- Certainly.
- Thank you.

- Fred.
- Yes, sir.

I gotta talk to you
about something.

Yes, sir.

Parked the car the other night
and gave you the keys,

you take it away.

I come back, I find this
on the head of my dashboard,

inside my car.

Yes, sir.

- You know anything about this?
- No, sir.

Anybody give you money
to put that in there?

No, absolutely not.

What about you?
You know anything?

No, sir.

You're in charge
of this whole parking lot.

You're telling me
you can't help me?

- No.
- No?

No, I don't know anything
about it.

I wasn't out here.
- Forget it.

Hey, Hank.
Thanks for meeting me.

No problem, Dave.

What's on your mind?

Something happened to me
last night.

I was hoping
you could keep it a secret.

Oh, that.

It's already taken care of,
my friend.

Susan called me
and gave me a heads-up.

Should be fine.

Uh...

Thanks.

I just need some space
right now.

- Space?
- Yeah.

Okay.

Okay.

Melody Lynn Carpenter, 31,

majored in French
at Georgetown university.

She signed up
for the peace corps

but fell in love
with Scott Cooper.

That marriage lasted four years.

She refused alimony.

Works 80 hours a week.

Recently promoted
to regional sales rep.

She has a mother in Florida,

but according to phone records,

they've only spoken once
in the last six months.

A couple of speeding tickets
as a teenager,

but other than that,
no criminal record.

Clean as a whistle.

She's a keeper, all right.

And Sean.

Is he behaving?

As far as I can tell.

I want you to keep an eye
on things just the same.

Hello, good people.

This is whit Harrington,
live on WHAS 84.

Thrilled to tell you about
our newest

and most twisted radio program,

The sadist show.

Each week on the sadist show,

several furry
four-legged animals

and my power tool collection

Will clash
in a battle to the death.

Here's a preview
of this week's show,

when a litter of kittens
takes on my electric saw.

Oh.

You are a sick man.

What are you doing here
so early?

What the hell was that?

Oh, it's not finished yet.

Work in process.

Um, I'll go get your mail, dude.

- Got my mail.
- I'll get your coffee.

Okay.

David Dailey.
WHAS.

Hi, David Dailey here,

as the afternoon host
here at WHAS,

you can easily deduce

that I am most definitely
not a morning person,

but keeping the loyal
listening audience

in kentuckiana happy
is a full-time job,

meaning I need to get started
bright and early

each and every day.

How do I manage to get
the wheels turning each morning?

Well, my wife, Susan, tried it,
but nothing...

Hello?

Melody, hi.
It's David Dailey.

Hi, how are you?

I got another note.

We need to talk.
In my office right now.

Hello?

I'll call you back.

Okay.

What is going on?

Okay, two things.

One, I don't want to hear
a word on your show

about that proposal fiasco
at the track last week,

all right?

And that comes straight
from the top.

Got it.
Wasn't planning on it.

Good, good.

- Kevin?
- Yeah?

What's the second thing?

Congratulations!

When are you coming home?

I didn't even know
we were nominated.

Susan also tells me
that you've just been named

to the Winston foundation board,
huh?

You two are a public relations
dream team.

I wish I were both of you.

Congratulations.

Congrats.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Sorry about earlier.

There's an opening for
the sunday graveyard shift.

I'm hoping my new demo
will get me the gig.

That's cool.
Congratulations.

Cheers.

Coming up in the next hour,

we're going to be discussing
the Bob Lentz situation,

and please keep in mind,
ladies and gentlemen,

in this country you are innocent
until proven guilty,

not the other way around.

Okay, we've got to pay
a few bills.

We'll be right back.

Doesn't matter.

What?

Whether Lentz
is innocent or guilty,

it doesn't matter.

Sure it does.

I mean, I know this guy,

and I'm sure that he's innocent.

What he is
is screwed.

Serves him right.

You know, he flunked me
in U.S. history.

Hello?

Hey, melody.
It's David.

I'm sorry I couldn't talk to you
earlier.

I'm dying to hear about
your theory.

Well, I need to see
the new note

for it to even qualify
as a theory.

Well, I'll meet you.
Tell me where.

How about your place?

Okay, let me give you
directions.

I remember how to get there.

Okay.
Bye-bye.

Bye.

- Hey.
- Hey.

- You made it.
- I did.

- Come on in.
- Thanks.

Oh.

God, I didn't notice
all the skylights before.

Yeah.

Thirsty?
You want something to drink?

Oh, yeah, thanks.

Look, three notes,

three red letters.

My guess is they're going
to spell something,

or someone, eventually.

Do any of these combinations
mean anything to you?

Letters that might
spell something.

- Or someone.
- Or someone.

Huh.

Well, I'm glad you didn't try
to explain that to me

over the phone.

You didn't seem to mind
me coming over.

I don't.

You must deal with idiots
like this all the time.

I mean, why is this
any different?

Well, let's just say this

put my marriage
under a little stress.

Oh.

What?

Just, when you called me
from jail,

I thought, "why me?

You don't even know me."

But now I get it.

Something's going on
with your wife.

You can't talk to her.
Can't talk to your friends.

If you fix things, you'd just
assume they never knew about it.

So you can't really trust
anyone, can you?

Except someone
you have no history with

who doesn't know you well enough
to betray you.

Do you just sell drugs
or do you prescribe them too?

I don't want a divorce

or a separation

or anything crazy like that.

Neither do I.

People give up too easily
these days.

I like our life.

I love this city.

- We're a team.
- We're a damn good team.

And I'm going to do whatever
it takes to keep us together.

Now, uh, I think that we should
start seeing a therapist,

preferably somebody out of town

so we don't end up
on the front page.

A therapist?

Yeah.

For our, uh...

Sex life.

After ten years of marriage,

it's clear we've grown
a little tired of each other.

The only problem
with our sex life is,

it's limited
to you and me.

Mr. Dailey!
Over here, Mr. Dailey!

Mr. Dailey!

How long have you been
engaging

in deviant sexual behavior?

Are you setting a good example
for the children?

Is your wife's female lover
a prostitute?

How long have you been
a pedophile?

I object to that question.

That is a complete fabrication.

I have nothing more to say

except that I'm innocent
of all these charges.

We're going to talk about that.

- That's a bad thing.
- Yeah, that's bad.

Sorry.

So listen, Sean,
about your show on friday.

That's what I wanted to talk
to you about.

I don't know what to do.
My calendar's a mess.

I'm supposed to be here all day.

I mean, if it was in Louisville,

I promise you I'd be there,

but I just don't think
there's any way

I can get to Nashville.

And, listen,
I think we need to...

it's so bizarre.

What?

Actually what it is
is cool.

It's very cool.

Well, I'm glad, I think.

The show on friday,
it's here.

What?

Yeah, they just moved it
yesterday.

That's what I wanted to talk
to you about.

- Come on, Sean.
- The promoter moved it.

Seriously.

It's at headliners at 11:00.

Here, call and check it out
for yourself if you want to.

No, no.
No, I believe you.

So you'll come then.

Yeah, of course.
I'll be there.

I got to get back
to band practice.

I'll see you on friday.
- Okay.

Headliners.

Hello, hey.
Man, is this Gus?

Yeah, yeah.
Who's this?

I'm actually...
beep!

Hold on a sec.
I got another call.

No, no, no.

I'll give you $500
not to take that call.

Look, slick,
we book only the best acts.

We book 'em months in advance.

We got standards.
We got a reputation.

You can't just stroll in here,

expect to take that stage
this friday night.

I only want to play one song.

It ain't going to happen.
I don't care who you are.

I don't care
who you're related to.

Yeah, headliners.

Hello.

I was wondering if Sean voight

was playing there friday night.

- Yes, ma'am.
- He is?

Huh.

Bye-bye.

You're driving home
with David Dailey and friends

on 84 WHAS.

Up now on the show,
I'm happy to introduce

a very special guest,
ridiculously special in fact,

Dr. Floyd Beasley,

author of
do whatever you want!

He'll be taking your calls
at 555-0198,

so give us a ring.

This is a self-help book?

Yes.

It's for coping with addictions

like drugs, alcohol, food,
and sex.

Super.

Let's see what our first caller
has to say.

Mary from Covington,
you're on the air.

Yep, hi.

I'm curious,
shouldn't sex addiction

be called orgasm addiction?

Well, no,
not necessarily, Mary,

because just like there's
many different kinds of drugs,

there's many different kinds
of sex.

Well, I understand that,
doctor,

but different drugs
do different things.

When it comes to sex,
everybody wants their bell rung.

Huh.
Whit, what do you think?

I wouldn't know, Dave.
I'm still a virgin.

Okay.

Well, let's see what a sex
addict has to say about this.

I see we have one on line two.

Excuse me, shouldn't
we be talking about my book?

Mary, why don't you stay
with us?

We're going to do
a little three-way

with Steven from Fern Creek.

You're on the air.
You claim to be a sex addict?

Yeah, I got to have sex
several times a day,

preferably with as many partners
as possible.

That doesn't make you
an addict, darling.

That makes you a whore.

Oh, Mary from Covington...

Stephen,
do you have a rebuttal?

Yeah, whatever.
Click!

Hello?

Well, I guess he went
to go do his thing.

What we mustn't escape here
is that sexual addiction

is a very important reality
in today's society.

No, it's yet another
misdiagnosis

in an over-medicated
pro-victim society

that conveniently ascribes
its indulgences and deficiencies

to fabricated afflictions.

Wow, that was
a lot of syllables.

Okay, if you're scoring at home,

and Stephen, we know you are,

probably with
your vacuum cleaner,

that's Mary from Covington, 41;

Dr. Beasley
and Stephen, goose egg.

Oh!

Zilch, zip.

Oh!
Ahh!

Blank.

We're supposed to be
promoting my book right now.

Well, aren't we, though?

Go be funny to a chair.
This interview is over.

Okay, fine.

Hey, do whatever you want.

We'll be right back
with something

that can't possibly top that.

Mary from Covington,

wherever you are,

you made my day.

Likewise.

What the hell
was that all about?

Oh, relax, Kevin,
it's not like

we had hookers
swallowing kielbasas in here.

Do you think that I enjoy
kissing your ass, David?

Let me tell you,
I do it because I have to,

because you're the star.

But let me explain something
to you, pal.

You are not bulletproof.

When you make the station
look bad,

you make me look bad.

That is not something
you want to do.

I'm sorry, Kevin.

I'm sorry.

I don't know what got into me.

Yeah.

Neither do I.

Hey!

You!

I'm talking to you!
Smack!

Who are you?
What do you want?

What do you want from me?

Pizza.

Boombozz pizza.

We just opened
right across the street.

I'm sorry.

Freakin' nut case.

Do you own a gun?

No.

I'm co-chair of the Kentucky
anti-violence coalition.

Don't worry.

I'll be fine.

Ah, maybe my theory's crap.

Um, melody,

the very first note
wasn't just a note.

Inside was a hotel room key.

And in the room,

I found my wife

in bed

with another woman.

Wow.

Yeah.

I'm the first person
you've told about this.

Yeah.

Look, maybe we're thinking
about this the wrong way.

I mean, maybe someone's
trying to help you.

The only thing
anyone is trying to do is...

And you know what?

It's working.

No, look,
if they wanted to screw you,

they would have taken
this information public by now.

This person knew your wife
was cheating on you

and they found a discreet way
to tell you and prove it to you.

So it definitely counts
as cheating

even though it's with...

I don't know, the same gender?

What the hell do I know?

But isn't two women
every man's fantasy?

Maybe it's not cheating
if they invite you to join them.

And life's supposed to be
about the journey,

not the destination, right?

That'd be a hell of a ride.

Yeah, well, see, that's...

Kind of the thing.

Wait.
You're kidding.

I mean, I was when I said that.

When I was 18,

I couldn't get that thought
out of my head, and now,

if i...

if I don't go through with this,

does that make me gutless?

Unadventurous?

I think
it just makes you human.

Sorry I'm late, dude.

Traffic was totally
un-mellow.

Have a seat.

Check this out.

Wow.

This looks great.

Look, whit.

I talked to Kevin this morning

about the sunday
graveyard shift.

Oh, really?

It's not gonna happen.

What?

Why?

These things take time.

Time?

I'm 27.

You got your first break
when you were 21.

That puts me,
like, six years behind schedule.

I got lucky.

If Terry hadn't retired,
who knows when...

but you're never gonna retire.

Maybe you should think about
another station,

maybe even another market.

You're young. You're single.
You could go anywhere.

What exactly did you tell
Kevin anyway?

Now, wait a minute, whit.

You submarined me, didn't you?

What?

Whack!

Ladies and gentlemen,

please welcome
the Sean voight band.

Hey.

What the hell was that?

That was for you.

Come on, give it up
for the Sean voight band.

I don't want to end up
like Bob Lentz.

The guy leads a respectable life

then gets condemned
by one scathing rumor.

Yeah, it's a terrible thing.

He denied it.

No one believed him.

So whether or not he did
anything wrong

becomes irrelevant.

Someone knows about you, Susan.

I never followed you.

Someone tipped me off.

Not possible.

Someone knows about you.

So a rumor
will start eventually,

and it'll spread quickly
because it's a sizzler.

It'll likely
destroy my credibility

just like Bob Lentz.

So if I'm destined

to be convicted of a crime
I didn't commit,

why not go ahead
and commit the crime?

When?

You decide.

Sunday night

out at the house.

Oh, you hate that place.

Yeah, I really want you
to feel comfortable.

Thank you.

What the hell did you do
with $5,000 in cash?

It was for the guys

in the band
for the show on friday.

I don't even understand
what difference does it make?

I mean, considering
how much money's in the account.

Sean, I thought you were
getting paid to play.

There never even was a promoter,
was there?

No.

I put the show on for a girl.

Melody?

Yeah.

Well...

Did it work?

Yeah, it did.

Well, she's a nice young lady.

Great set of home wreckers.

Hello?

- David, it's melody.
- Hey.

Hey.

I'm thinking about
taking a vacation,

maybe Europe.

Oh, that's amazing.

So much history,
so many different cultures.

Mm-hmm.

I'm just dying to go to Paris,

Madrid, Rome...

you better send me a postcard.

You get enough mail as it is.

I think we've seen
the last of the notes.

Really?

Why do you say that?

I got the message.

I'm gonna do whatever it takes
to save my marriage.

Life's about the journey, right?

Yeah.

Um...

So what about you?

I mean,
will that make you happy?

There's no "i" in "team."

Right.

But there are two
in "integrity."

You are a mess.

Yeah, you don't know
the half of it.

I majored in French;

I have never been to France.

I love animals; I have no pets.

I sell pharmaceuticals,

and I think our society
is over-medicated.

Hey, melody.

And I divorced my husband

for having an affair,
and now i...

you know what?
Um...

I should go home,

which, of course,
isn't really home.

It's another friggin'
motel room,

because I own a house
but I don't live in it.

- Melody, hey, take it easy.
- Sorry.

- No.
- Sorry.

It's okay.

Yeah.

You're amongst friends.

Melody, would you like
some more ice cream?

- Aren't you the best?
- I'm sorry.

He had battled depression
in the past

and apparently found
the weight of a sex scandal

too much to bear.

Funeral services will be held...

click!

Stop!

Whoa.

Okay.

You are not gonna lose me.

You are not gonna lose me.

Damn it!

Get out.

What are you gonna do,
shock me?

Why are you following me?

I'm not following you.

I'm just checking up on you.

I get paid to check up on you,
melody.

What?

How do you know my name?

Ugh!

I think the only thing
that Bob was really guilty of

was not fully appreciating
the gifts

that life had bestowed on him.

He leaves a great deal behind:

A loving wife,

four wonderful children.

They are his legacy.

And as a tribute to his memory,

I would encourage all of you
to reflect on your legacy.

What would you like
to leave behind?

How would you like
to be remembered?

What will you pass on

to future generations?

So we're still on for tonight?

Yeah.

Are you all right with that?

Yeah, sure.

9:00, right?

Perfect.

Do I need to bring anything?

Just yourself.

- Hi.
- Hi, sweetie.

How are you?
- I'm okay.

Sorry I didn't
answer the phone last night.

I was beat.

That's okay.

What's in the bag?

A proposal.

Oh, no.

Bad choice of words.

Wait.
What is it?

Sean.

Just open it.

It's not what you think,
I promise.

Okay.

Okay.

Oh.

Oh.

Thanks.

Uh...

Look inside that one.

Oh, my god.

But these are for tomorrow.

Yes, they are.

That way, if you say yes,

you won't have time
to change your mind.

I can't.

I mean, I can't accept this.

It's too much.

Sure you can.

No strings attached.

I gave you both tickets
'cause I want you to go

even if you don't want to go
with me.

Oh, um...

Can I have an hour
to think about it?

Okay.

Can I buy you dinner?
- No.

Go away.

All right.

I'll see you in an hour.

Okay.

Whit?

Hey, whit.

Anybody home?

I talked to Kevin this morning

about the sunday
graveyard shift.

Oh, really?

It's not gonna happen.

What?

Why?

I don't know.

Don't you think it's odd
that he knows about

all the places
I've always wanted to go?

Well, maybe he likes you.

It sounds like
he listens to you too.

But it's just...
I don't remember

telling him about those things.

Well, maybe I did.

Do you like him?

Yes.

I mean, he's cute.

He's creative.

He's persistent.

Then what's the problem?

I don't trust him.

Trust

comes with time.

My advice?

Go.

If you are holding out
for something better,

it might not ever happen.

And if it doesn't,

you're gonna kick yourself

for not having done this
when you had the chance.

On January, 26, 1985,

Bob snakeskin was killed
when his car veered off the road

and plummeted
into a 400-foot ravine.

His reaction time was slowed

due to the fact
that he was eating a pizza.

He was trying
to save a little time.

Now he's dead.

Friends, don't let friends
drive hungry.

Hello.

Yes.

Yes, I'll go

with you.

Excellent.

Look, it shouldn't
take me too long to pack.

We are gonna
have the best time.

I know.

I know.
It's gonna be amazing.

Hello.

Melody?

Hello?

You still there?

Melody?

Don't move.

Damn it.

Damn it.

I forgot to give you this.

Just stop it, Sean.

What?

How long
have you been spying on me?

Spying?

I came in the wrong entrance.

And I saw you over here,
and I wanted to give you this.

Guess I could have waited
till tomorrow.

There is no tomorrow, Sean.

What?

Oh, no.
You said... you just said yes.

No, what I said was no, Sean,

two weeks ago.

Listen to me.

Will you wait...
will you just listen to me?

I'm not a stalker,

I promise.

I followed you once,

to the ice cream place.

You know what?
And I saw you with David Dailey.

Is that what this is about
for you: David Dailey?

There's nothing
going on between us, Sean.

And you know what?

It's none of your business
anyway.

Don't tell me
it's none of my business, okay?

He's been after you
from the day you met,

and he's not the Saint
you think he is.

What are you...

Just stay away from me, Sean.

Just listen to me one second.

Please, leave me alone!

Don't touch me.

You're making a big mistake,
melody.

Here's to Louisville.

Oh, no.
Come on.

You have got to be kidding me.

Hi, Kevin.
It's David Dailey.

Listen, I'm calling
about whit Harrington.

I think you should
give the kid a chance.

Come on.
Come on, come on, come on.

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you are trying to reach

is currently unavailable.

Damn it.

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has issued a severe
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Counties in Kentucky
that's effective

until 10:00 P.M.
eastern daylight time.

Residents in the areas
are encouraged to stay indoors

as periods of high winds,
lightning,

and heavy rains are possible.

Once again,
the national weather service

has issued
a severe thunderstorm warning

for east Jefferson, oldham,

and Shelby counties
in Kentucky,

effective until 10:00 P.M.
eastern daylight time.

Residents in the areas
are encouraged to stay indoors

as periods of high winds,
lightning,

and heavy rains are likely.

Stay tuned to 84 wh...

Nice.

Thud!

Clang!

David.

You're early.

I wanted to surprise you.

Mission accomplished.

911 emergency response.

Yes, hi.

I'd like to report a person
who might be in danger.

His name is David Dailey.

He lives
off of Boone trail road.

What is your relationship with
Mr. Dailey?

Hello?

Hello?

We haven't been
properly introduced.

Hi.
I'm Lindsay.

Lindsay.

David.

Charmed.

Let's get you
out of these clothes.

Come on.

Um...

Oh.

She'll tell us what to do.

No, who are you?

I already told you that.

Why her?

I'll do anything for Sarah.

I love her.

Love.

Do you love me, Susan?

Of course I do.

All this talk
about saving our marriage,

you never once
mentioned the word "love."

'Cause we don't need to.

Actually, we do.

At least I do.

You're just nervous, David,
come on.

Ever since we met,
you called the shots:

Where to go, what to do,

who to know, where to live.

And you know, you always
sound great saying it.

You sound right.

Even when you're wrong,
you sound right.

But this, whatever this is,

this isn't something
you're sharing with me.

You know, I said I'd do whatever
it takes to save our marriage,

and I just realized
it's not worth saving.

Tell me what you need.
I'll do whatever you want.

I want you to leave,
both of you,

now.

We agreed to stay together.

We agreed
to forsake all others.

Are you suggesting
we get a divorce?

I'm not suggesting.

I'm insisting.

Please think about this.

The power's out.

You'll have to open the door
manually.

I could help you with that.

Dailey, get out here!

I'm gonna kick your ass!

Sean, put the gun down.

You don't tell me what to do,
melody.

Smack!

Ugh!

Crash!

Oh!

Whit!

What are you doing here?

Sorry to bust in on you, dude,

I was working on
a surprise for you, man.

Yeah, I bet you were.

Oh, my god.

What are you doing?

Just sit and breathe.

I wasn't gonna shoot him,
melody.

I was just trying to scare him.

You?

Everybody's got to retire
sometime.

You son of a.

Smack!
Ooh!

Crash!

This should put an end
to that.

Love, grace, might, respect,
and finally hope.

Things that you, Dave,

are gonna lose.

I'll see to it personally.

What do you want from me,
melody, huh?

I mean, I'm trying
to give you everything.

You...
look at me, and look at him.

I have.

Just go to Europe, Sean.

Stay awhile.

Good-bye, Sean.

This scandal will define you.

Oh, yeah.

It will be your legacy.

Pop!

It worked that way
with Bob Lentz too, right?

Very good, Dave.

Actually, I brought Lentz down
with a lie.

I'm bringing you down

with something infinitely more
powerful:

The truth.

Why'd you go after him?

He didn't flunk me.

He molested me.

He made me.

That's why.

He... i never meant
for the guy to off himself.

You're bluffing.

Yeah.

But I had you going there
for a second, didn't I?

That would be melody.

I believe she's here
to clean up my mess.

I should leave you two alone.

Your taste in women, Dave,

much to be desired.

Much.

David!

Are you in there?

Put the guns down.

Sorry.

Okay.

But can you open up?
I'm soaked.

What are you doing here,
melody?

It's a long story.

I doubt you'll believe it.

What do you want?

For starters,
getting out of the rain.

Okay.
Sorry.

Here it is.

Here.

"The wicked is snared

in the work of his own hands."

Crazy bastard.

I tried to help him.

It's okay.

I mean, you know who it is now.

It's finished.
- Yeah.

What happened in there
tonight?

Nothing.

You didn't go through with it?

It's over.

What are you gonna do?

Get divorced,

quit my job before they fire me,

declare bankruptcy,

move to Cleveland.

Cleveland?

It's been a long time
since I've been alone.

I'm kind of
looking forward to it.

You're a terrible liar.

Louisville police
are searching

for 27-year-old whit Harrington.

He's being sought
for questioning

in connection with the Bob Lentz
child pornography scandal.

Harrington's boss,

radio talk show host
David Dailey,

this evening provided police
with a taped confession

in which Harrington admitted to
sabotaging the Lentz campaign.