See Jane Run (1995) - full transcript

Woman on P.A.:
Manager to check stand two
for check approval.

Yeah, check the label.

[ chatter ]

Woman on P.A.:
Cleanup on aisle two.

Woman's voice:
Wait a minute.

I see somebody I know.

No.

[ chatter on P.A. ]

Woman's voice:
Do you know me?

Do you know me?

[ horn honks ]



Okay, don't panic.

Okay.

My name is...

My name is...

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

[ dog barking ]

Could this be my house,

my neighborhood?

[ phone rings ]

- [ police radio chatter ]
- Woman's voice: Someone
will help me.

Someone will find me.

[ crying ]

Honey,
have a sandwich.



Oh, honey.

Look, look,
that's your sandwich.

Do I have a child?

Am I married?

Oh, my God.

[ phone ringing ]

Woman:
Jesus, stop it.
Daddy's checking in.

Child:
But I want a burger.
Cheeseburger and fries.

Woman:
You heard what I said.
Now please be quiet.

When we get up to the room,
I'll order you something
nutritious for a change.

- But a burger's better.
- Jason, that's it.

- You eat them
and so does Dad.
- Stop it

or you'll have nothing
to eat at all.

Enjoy your stay.

I'd like a room.

I don't have
a reservation.

Uh, I had
a change of plans.

Man:
Uh, how many
in your party?

No party, just me.

- [ phone ringing ]
- Single, then.

And how many nights?

Um, one-- two, I--

well, it just--
it just depends on
how my day goes.

I think
we can handle that.

- May I have your credit card?
- No, I don't have it with me.

I told you I had
a change of plans.

But that's no problem.
I can pay in cash.

- How much is the room?
- 280 a night.

It's our policy to take
a credit card imprint

in case there are
other charges.

Sir, are you telling me

that the only way a person
can register in this hotel

is if they don'thave
the money to pay for it?

Or is this policy reserved
just for women?

I never suggested that,
ma'am. I--

I know you didn't mean
to suggest that.

I understand your concern

and this is
a peculiar situation.

It will be
straightened out

as soon as my driver arrives
with my luggage

and my briefcase.

[ sighs ]

Oh, God.

[ gasps ]

[ water running ]

- [ knob squeaks ]
- [ water shuts off ]

Woman's voice:
There's so much.

What's this?

Today.

Pat Rutherford.

[ siren blaring
in distance ]

[ sighs ]

Woman's voice:
Pat Rutherford.

Man, woman?
Come on.

Come on,
give me something.

Give me anything.

Can I help you
find something?

Um, everything.
[ chuckles ]

Woman's voice:
Tailored. Looks all right,
I guess.

That'll be 489.63.

I haven't seen that
in a while.

I robbed a bank.

Announcer:
This is the final
boarding call.

Announcer:
Your attention, please.

Southbound track--
Costa Mesa,

San Juan Capistrano,
and San Diego--

is ready for boarding
at gate number seven.

I need to, uh,
talk to someone.

[ phone ringing ]

Hi, I'm Dr. Melloff.

Sorry I kept you
so long.

Sit up here
and let me have
a look at you.

You don't recall having
a fall of any kind?

No.

Any double vision?

- No.
- Follow my finger.

Any tiny lights
when you look to the side?

- No.
- What's my name?

- Dr. Melloff.
- Good.

Hold your hands out
flat.

Don't let me
push them down.

Good.

Well, the EEG
looks fine.

The skull films don't show
any fractures.

Difficulty sleeping?

- No.
- Staying awake?

No.

So what do you
remember?

Come on, do I have to
go through this again?

I've already talked to
the police, two interns,
and a nurse.

Isn't it in your report?

Indulge me.

I found myself
at the supermarket

and I didn't know
what I was doing there,

how I got there,
or who I was.

I was, um, alone

and I had
no identification.

I didn't know
what to do,

so I-- I wandered around
for a few hours

and then I checked
into a hotel.

How'd you pay
for the hotel?

I found some money
in the pocket of
my trench coat.

Why didn't you go
to the police immediately?

Well, I was confused.

[ stammering ]
I don't know.

But you had no trouble
remembering the events
of the last 24 hours?

- None.
- Could you
stand up for me?

Close your eyes.
Balance on your right foot.

Good.
What about current events?

Do you know
who the president is?

Well, I know who he is,
I just don't know if
I voted for him.

Well, we don't have
all the blood work in,

but I frankly don't think
we're gonna find
anything there.

So you're telling me
I'm fine?

- I'm delighted.
- You're not?

No, Doctor.
I really need to know

that there's a reason
I can't remember anything

prior to yesterday.

There's a reason.
What's my name?

Dr. Melloff!
And why do you
keep asking me that?

I don't have any problem
remembering other
people's names,

only my own.

Do you have a short fuse?

How would I know?

[ chatter on P.A. ]

Am I crazy?

No.

I think what we're
looking at here

is acute
nonpsychotic syndrome.

Well, that's very clear.

In lay terms,
it works like this--

everybody has a limit
to the tolerance of anxiety.

And when that level is reached,
some people choose escape

through a sudden loss
of memory.

It's called
a fugue state.

- So I'm nuts?
- On the contrary.

In a way,
it's a healthy mechanism.

When a life situation
becomes too stressful,

some of us deal with it
by not dealing with it,

by escaping.
A form of self-preservation.

Now, the good news
is that a fugue state

usually disappears
within a few days,

weeks, months--
as quickly as it came.

I'll prescribe
some tranquilizers.

And the bad news?

You're going to
have to deal

with the situation
that caused the trauma.

[ door opens ]

Dr. Melloff,
may I see you
for a moment?

I'll be right back.

Dr. Melloff:
Do you recognize this man?

Well, that's Jane.

That's my wife.

Jane:
When did you say
we got married?

Man:
August 18th, 1982.

It's right there
in the marriage
certificate.

Where is this?

That's St. Thomas,
Christmas.

Our first vacation.

I had just finished
my surgical residency.

Are you
at City General, too?

No. I have
privileges there,

but I'm Chief
of Pediatric Surgery

at Jefferson Memorial.

Where's
my wedding band?

Your wedding band.

You went into
a ladies' room
of a restaurant

and went to put cream
in your hands or something.

It slipped
down the drain.

[ chuckles ]
You drove the manager crazy

having him tear
all the plumbing apart.

We never found it.

I promised to replace it,
but I'm sorry. I forgot.

Huh, you'd be amazed

at the things
you can forget.

[ engine turns off ]

No, wait. Please.

[ sighs ]
Okay.

How did you find me
at the hospital?

You were on your way
to San Diego to visit
your brother Tom.

I called to make sure
you got there safely

and he said
you never made it.

I got worried,
I called the police,

and they said that they'd
just brought a woman in

to City General
that was amnesiac.

She matched
your description.

Jane's voice:
Okay, it sounds possible.

Jane, you-- you--
don't push yourself
trying to remember.

Dr. Melloff said
it's all gonna come back,

- but you have to relax.
- Right.

I know it must be
strange, you know,

all of this
and particularly me,

but...
I wanna say this

and I'm not gonna say it again
until you're ready to hear it.

I love you.

We have
a great life together.

We're gonna get it back.

[ car door opens,
closes ]

Jane's voice:
At least I have good taste.

You okay?

One brother,
no sisters?

And your father died
when you were 11

and you were very close
to your mother.

- Were?
- Are.

- You said "were."
- Let's wait on this.

Is she dead?

[ sighs ]
She died in
an accident last year.

She was driving your car.

Some guy ran a light.

She died instantly.

I'm sorry.

Well, come on.
Let's go in.

Woman:
Hi, Michael.

Jane.

- Who's that?
- That's Carole Garson.
She's a good friend.

She's lived over there
almost as long as we have.

She's going through
a rough time right now.

Her husband Daniel
moved out a few months ago.

Left her alone
with two teenagers.

Her father
is going senile.

[ door closes ]

[ scoffs ]
I gather I wasn't modest.

Oh, I had that done.

You never liked it,
but I love it.

Well, here's
a tough one.

Do we have
any children?

Yes.

A daughter, Amy.

Seven.

Jane:
Where is she?

Michael:
She's staying
with my parents.

I think we ought to
let her stay there
for a while

until, you know--
until this is over.

The doctor said
you shouldn't actively
try to remember things.

Why not?

You know,
I keep thinking if I--

if I look at something,

[ stammering ]
then I might think
of something

and it'll all come back.

I can dress
and undress myself.

[ chuckles ]

I'm hovering, aren't I?

All right, look,

I'm gonna sleep
in the guest room
for a couple of days

until you feel
a little more comfortable.

Thank you.

I just--

thank you.

Also, I've, uh--

I've hired a woman named
Paula Marinelli

to help out
while I'm at the office.

What's that?

[ chuckles ]
You've always hated
taking medicine,

but, uh, these are my old
tranquilizers

that Dr. Melloff
prescribed.

You take one of these
three times a day.

I'll get some water.

- Tell me about our friends.
- [ water running ]

You wondering
if there's any more
of our favorites?

Jane's voice:
Rutherford.

Michael:
Well, there's Peter
and Sarah Tanner.

Tanner?

They're not in here.

Well, check "S"
for Sarah

or "B" for best friend

or I don't know.

You have your own weird
little Dewey Decimal System.

Okay, here they are.

Do we know anyone
named Pat?

No. Pat, no.
Why?

Why, does that name
mean something?

No, it's just a--
just a name.

What is it?
What are you thinking?

Nothing.

[ sighs ]
Jane.

Jane, listen.

The only way this thing
is gonna get fixed

is if you take this

and you totally relax.

Okay.

That's a girl.

All right,
you'll sleep.

Absolutely no stress.

What happened?

Oh, that's the hazards
of pediatrics.

One of the kids in the office
slammed me in the head
with a metal plane.

[ birds chirping ]

[ sighs ]

[ dog barking ]

Hi.

I'm Paula Marinelli.

Dr. Ravenson
was supposed to tell you.

Oh, he did.
I forgot.

Is-- is he still asleep?

Oh, no. He had surgery
early this morning.

Are you hungry?

I could bring you up
some breakfast.

I'd rather eat
in the kitchen.

The doctor wants you
to get as much rest
as possible.

Well, I think
I can make it downstairs.

So how did my husband
come to hire you?

I met him
at the hospital.

He operated
on my little girl.

What was wrong with her?

Spinal aneurysm.

Dr. Ravenson operated
for eight hours.

She would've died
without him.

I'm sorry.

Where is she
while you're working?

My mother
looks after her.

[ scoffs ]
So you can look after me?

I'm happy to do it.

Well, in a day or two,
I should be able to
manage by myself.

Oh, no.

I am here till everything's
back to order.

That's very nice of you.

I could never
repay Dr. Ravenson
for what he did.

I was on welfare
when Christina
needed the surgery

and I couldn't pay.

But he operated anyway

and he offered me a job.

And your husband?

I was never married.

- Sorry.
- I'm not.

Very few men
are like your husband.

- Mm.
- Are you all done?

Jane's voice:
She's in love with Michael.

Jane's voice:
Oh, Amy, do you miss me?

Come on.
Medication and nap.

- But I just got up.
- That was hours ago.

Here you go.

Oh, I don't want
any more pills.

They make me feel
like I'm underwater.

Please take them.

Dr. Ravenson
thinks it's important.

Thank you.

I take it every Wednesday.
It's a great class to do.

Oh, I'll take
the class.

Okay.
All right.

- [ horn honks ]
- Watch out.

Turn on your lights, jerk!

- Shh!
- [ brakes screech ]

Hey! Mind your own
damn business!

- You mind yours!
- All right, come on.
Let's get out of here.

Come on. Come on!

[ echoes ]
You wanna get us killed?

[ tires screeching ]

[ both screaming ]

[ phone ringing ]

- Hello?
- [ ringing continues ]

Paula:
Mrs. Ravenson
isn't in right now.

She's visiting her brother
for a few weeks.

All right.
Thank you.

- Who was that?
- I don't know.

Some-- someone
named Sarah.

Well, why did you say
I was visiting my brother?

Well, Dr. Ravenson said
you shouldn't be disturbed
by phone calls right now.

Well, what if I wanna talk
to that person?

Wait till you get
your strength back.

There's nothing wrong
with my strength.
It's my memory.

Then what's the point
of talking with someone
you can't remember?

And then this maniac
starts backing up full speed

and tries to run us over.

That's not a dream.

It really happened.

I've always had
this violent temper.

I was always afraid
it was gonna get you
into trouble.

And this one night,
it almost got you
and Sarah killed.

But I only told the guy
his lights were off.

- He went berserk.
- Well, a lot of nuts
out there,

but this is a good sign.

It means that
pieces of your memory
are coming back.

But, Michael,
these pills.

I feel so rotten.
I feel like I'm underwater.

My mouth is dry,
I have bad dreams.

Say no more.

[ touch tones beeping ]

[ line ringing ]

- Hello?
- Yeah, hi, Dr. Melloff.

I'm sorry to
bother you so late.
This is Michael Ravenson.

- Yes, Michael.
How can I help?
- Uh, listen,

Jane's having a problem
with the medication.

She's not so comfortable.
What do you think's
going on?

- Is she sleeping?
- Yeah, well, that's
all she's doing.

Dr. Melloff:
It's not the medication.
I think it's her system.

Michael, she has to understand
it's going to take time.

The important thing
is not to let her get upset.

Michael:
And that's it?

I think so for now.

All right, thank you.

Okay, just call
if you have any
further problems.

Will do. Night.

[ sighs ]

- [ muffled music playing ]
- [ doorbell rings ]

- Hi.
- Hi.

Um, this is
a little clumsy.

Um, Michael told me
we were friends

and I needed
to talk to someone.

- I escaped.
- From what?

- Paula,
- Oh.

the woman Michael hired
to babysit me.

Uh-huh.

You take, uh, cream,
no sugar, right?

Huh, I don't know.

You really can't
remember anything?

Well, neither can I,
but I can't blame mine
on trauma.

I think you take cream.

- Hey.
- Oh, hi, Mrs. Ravenson.

- Hi.
- Hey, I'm out of here.

Hold it, hold it.

Aren't you supposed to
take your grandpa
for a walk first?

- Mom, I'm late.
- You're late.

- Yeah! Celine will do it.
- Carole: Oh, yeah, sure,
Celine will do it.

Do you see
Celine anywhere? Oh!

This is my job.
My job is I'm supposed
to take care of everything

because nobody else
can do anything.

Do you see Celine?
I don't see Celine.

- No, look, if this
isn't a good time, I can--
- Oh, please, Jane,

- there's no good time.
- I'm sorry.

- I'm-- I'm really sorry.
- Are you?

Do you remember Daniel?

My soon-to-be
ex-husband Daniel?

[ clock ticking ]

[ scoffs ]
Wow, that's amazing.

You used to
go running with him
every morning.

Oh, Michael told me.

You're a very
lucky woman, Jane.

You're married
to the perfect man.

- That seems so...
- [ chuckles ]

In fact, you don't even know
how perfect, do you?

[ chuckles ]

- [ doorbell rings ]
- What's that supposed to mean?

Excuse me,
I have to get the door.

Probably not as chaotic
over at your house.

- [ knocking,
doorbell ringing ]
- Okay, I'm coming!

- [ door opens ]
- Carole: Oh, hi.

- Paula: Is Jane here?
- Uh, yes, actually, she is.

- [ door closes ]
- [ sighs ]

- I think this must be
your keeper.
- Where have you been?

You don't even tell me
you're leaving the house.

I go to give you
your medication,
you're not there.

I didn't think I needed
to ask permission--

Dr. Ravenson trusts me
to take care of you.

Didn't you think
I'd be frightened?

I've been up and down
the street.

- Been looking
for you everywhere!
- Okay, okay, okay.

Paula, I'm sorry.

Thanks for the coffee.

Yeah, sure.

[ door opens ]

[ door closes ]

- [ dog barking ]
- [ birds chirping ]

Amy's voice:
Mommy, hurry!
Come and get me!

- Amy, Amy,
just calm down, sweetheart.
- Mommy, where are you?

Just calm down
and tell Mommy exactly
where you are, okay?

- I can't, Mommy!
Help me, Mommy!
- Just calm down. Shh.

- Help me!
- Mommy will be there.

- Please help, Mommy!
- Don't worry, honey.
Mommy will be there.

- Mommy loves you. Calm down.
- Help me! Please help me!

Amy? Amy?!

[ echoes ]
You just missed her.
Check the playground.

Amy!

Amy?

- [ horn honks ]
- [ tires screech ]

Come on, the gas pedal,
you idiot!

- The long, skinny one
on the right!
- [ horn honks ]

- Don't get out of your car!
- [ car door closes ]

Temper, temper.
You don't wanna get
involved in an accident.

- Stop!
- Mommy!

No!
[ gasps ]

[ pants ]
Oh.

Amy.

It's Mommy.

- It's Mommy.
- [ screams ] Mommy! Mommy!

- [ cries ]
- It's all right.

There's nothing
to be afraid of.

Mommy told you
not to go upstairs.

I'm sorry
if she disturbed you.

My mother
had to go to the doctor,
so I brought her to work.

No, I thought--
I was dreaming.

I'm sorry, honey.
I didn't mean to scare you.

I thought you were
my little girl.

- [ whimpers ]
- It's okay.

Oh.

[ pants ]

Dr. Melloff.

Where-- where is it?

Oh.

[ touch tones beeping ]

Woman:
Operator 119.
This is Sandy.

Yes, could I have the number
for a Dr. Melloff?

Yes.
Do you know the city?

No, I'm sorry,
I don't.

No, in Los Angeles.

Los Angeles?
And that's Dr. Melcroft?

- Melloff.
- Yes, Melcroft.

No, Melloff.

Hold for the number,
please.

The number is 555

- 4675.
- Please, slow down.

- Repeat.
- Slow down.

- 555...
- Slow down. I can't.

- I can't.
- 4675.

- Please make a note of it.
- Jane: Four...

...six...

Sweetheart,
who are you calling?

Who are you calling?

Dr. Melloff.

Why are you calling
Dr. Melloff?

I need to know
what he prescribed for me.

Well, I told you Ativan.

No, my heart is racing.
Something's wrong.

Oh, darling,
it's your body

telling you
that you need some rest.

Now, come here.
Don't fight it.

Where's my address book?

- I don't know.
- It was in here.

- It was in here. Look.
- [ sighs ]

I don't need to look.
If you tell me it's not there,
it's not there.

No, Paula--
Paula hid it.

Well, then we'll talk
to Paula.

But, sweetheart,
why do you need
your address book?

'Cause maybe I need
to call my friends.

Maybe I-- maybe I hate
being cooped up here all day

with Paula watching.

She takes me
to the bathroom.

She doesn't let me
answer the phone.

She tells my friends
I'm not home.

- She watches and watches.
- Darling, that's my fault.

I told Paula
not to let you take calls.

I didn't want you
to be embarrassed
in front of your friends.

Now, that's my fault and I'm--
I'm very sorry.

Something's wrong,
Michael.

I'm not getting better.

Maybe I need to see a doctor,
a psychiatrist.

- I can't-- I can't remember.
- All right, sweetheart.

I'll make an appointment.
Come on.

Let's get up in the bed.
It's okay.

[ sighs ]
I'll do anything.

If you don't like Paula,
I'll get rid of her.

If you wanna see your friends,
we'll invite them over.

Anything.

[ sighs ]
Or is it me?

Am I the problem?

No.

I am.

No.

I love you.

[ sighs ]
And I don't know why
this is happening to us.

But I'll do whatever I can
to make this thing go away.

Oh, Michael.

Oh, Michael.

Buddies, please.
I wanna see everybody...

Is that better?
Feel better?

Okay, good.

Excuse me.

Sarah:
Excuse me, sir. Careful!

- [ grunts ]
- Hey, help!

Stop, stop!

Stop!

- What are you,
dead from the neck up?
- [ grunts ]

That was a child,
you freak!

- What are you...?
- [ grunting ]

[ both grunting ]

- Mommy! Mommy, no!
- That was a child!

A child! A child!

Man:
Are you crazy? Get off!

- That was a child.
- Jane! No, Jane.

Why do you do
these things?

Someday, some maniac
is gonna kill you.

Paula:
Jane? Jane, wake up.

Jane, it's okay.

Jane. Jane, wake up.

Jane, wake up.
It's okay.

Come on.

It's okay.
It's time for medication.

- [ sighs ]
- We're going
for a drive today.

Come on.

In the hospital,

I was fine.
I was clear.

- No more pills.
- Come on, Jane.
Take your medication.

Come on.

Come on.

It's okay.

- [ phone rings ]
- I gotta get the phone.

Paula:
Hello?

Mom.

Okay, just calm down.

Stop, stop. Mom.

There is nothing I can do
about it right now.

She'll be all right.
Just give her a big hug

and then
she'll stop crying.

Yes, she will.

Mom, I'll talk to you
in a little bit.

Okay, I gotta go.

My mother calls me
all the time.

I cannot be
two places at once.

You know, lots of kids
have nightmares.

Plenty of parents work.

It's like this is
all my fault.

She's driving me crazy.

Well, I'm feeling
much better.

Maybe we won't need you
as much as we have.

- Oh, no.
That's not what I meant.
- Stop.

- Stop, stop, stop!
- What?

[ tires screech ]

[ engine turns off ]

[ car door opens ]

[ door closes ]

[ gasps ]
That's Amy's school.

Jane?

- [ kids chattering ]
- [ school bell rings ]

That's Amy's school.

I remember.

I wanna tell Michael.

I wanna tell Michael.

I-- I wanna
tell Michael.

[ phone ringing ]

Mommy, I don't wanna go
in the doctor's office.

Honey, the doctor's only
gonna look at you.

No shots.

I promise.

Ever since the surgery,
she's terrified of doctors.

Hey.

You see this pretty
little doll?

- Mm-hmm.
- She'd like
to play with you.

She's saying, "Hello.

Please play with me.

Please play with me."

Oh.

[ door opens ]

Jane.

Dr. Ravenson,
I'm so sorry.

No, it's all right.

Come on in.

There it was,

Amy's school.

It just came to me.

Well, see, that's the way
Dr. Melloff said
it would happen.

- I'm very happy.
- Oh, so am I.

So am I.
I wanna bring Amy home.

I keep dreaming about her.
She must be so confused.

Uh, darling, you've had
a single dramatic
breakthrough.

You remembered her school.
It's not enough.

- But she needs me.
- Yeah, I think it would be
very upsetting to her.

But I feel so much better
since I didn't take the pills.

Now, why didn't Paula
give them to you?

I hid them in my shoe.

Michael, they were
making me feel so lousy.

The other morning,
I-- I woke up,

I was drooling
on my pillow.

I felt like
I'd had a stroke.

All right, I got the point.
I'll call Dr. Melloff again.

- I'll see what he has to say.
- And then we can talk
about Amy?

Yeah.

I've got two more patients,
then I'm home.

[ dog barking ]

Hey!

Hey, Jane.

- How you doing?
- Hi.

You lost some weight.
You okay?

Um, I'm fine.

I'm just getting over
a virus.

Still running
every morning?

No, not lately.

- Oh, are you here
to see Carole?
- [ chuckles ]

I'm, uh,
taking Andrew to camp.

Hey, bud.
It's not gonna fit
in the trunk.

- Why don't you just lay it
in the backseat?
- Okay.

Is that your
new philosophy, Daniel?

Laying them
in the backseat?

You know, we could do
without the sarcasm
for a few minutes.

Look, I'm gonna
go inside now.

Oh, don't let
a little spousal tension
scare you away, Jane.

No, it's just that
I'm feeling a little weak.

- I better go.
- Oh, yes. Yes, I know.

Call me if you need
anything, okay?

Oh, I'm sure she will.

Jane's very needy these days,
aren't you, dear?

[ car door closes ]

- Carole?
- [ car engine starts ]

What was that about?

[ scoffs ]
Go home, Jane,

before I say something
I really regret.

- Like what?
- Like telling you
what I think of you.

[ sighs ]
You were my friend,
for God's sake,

and you made
a complete fool
out of me.

H-how? What did I do?

Oh, just cut
the innocent crap, will you?

I know all about
your affair with my husband

and so does Michael.

- Let's go inside.
- No.

Jane.

No, no!

You know what?
I'm gonna make you
a nice bath.

I'm gonna make you
a cup of tea.

- You can sit up
in the sunroom.
- No, I'm leaving.

- Hey, it's okay.
- No.

- Sit in the sunroom.
- No, get away from me!

Okay.

Jane's voice:
So that's what this is about.

This is who you are.

You cheat on your--
on your husband.

You cheat--
cheat on your best friend.

Pat Rutherford.

Oh, my God,
Pat Rutherford.

Room 20.

A motel?

Was it a motel?

Oh, God, Michael.

I'm sorry.

What are these
doing here?

Someone hid them
from me.

Why?

Why?

My purse.

- Oh, no.
- Jane.

- It's all right.
- No. No, I'm leaving.

Oh, sweetheart,
you're hysterical.
Paula!

- Let me go!
- You're hysterical.

Nobody's telling me
the truth!

It's all right.
Give me your arm.

- Give me your arm.
- No.

Hold still.

That's right.

You'll be fine.

You'll be fine.

It's okay.

Michael:
Well, uh, you didn't
make her feel bad, did you?

Paula:
Oh, no, no.
[ laughs ]

- Oh, stop.
- No, I just didn't know
that would happen.

- That's not true.
- Oh, she said I--

But, I mean, was she aware
that you were watching?

Yes, she was aware.

- She-- she knew you were...
- She knew I was absolutely
watching.

[ both laughing ]

Jane's voice:
Perfect for you,
Michael, isn't it?

Get rid of Jane.

Jane:
Hello? Um, who is this?

Woman:
Who is this?
You called me.

Uh, this is Jane.

Um, is Tom there?

Jane, it's Ellie.

You sound so peculiar.

Well, I--
I just got over the flu.

Um, I need to talk
to Tom.

You know Tom doesn't get home
till after 10:00.

Right.
Oh, right, right.

Um, Ellie,

did Michael call

and ask if I was there?

Why would he ask
if you were here?

Ellie, please,
you gotta listen.

Something--
something's happened to me

[ stammering ]
and I can't remember
who I am

and it's very hard
for me to focus.

[ dog barks ]

Jane, is Michael there?

- Can I speak to him?
- No, no, you just
have to listen.

You have to listen.
Now-- now, Michael
told the police

that, um-- that, um,

I went to visit
my brother in San Diego.

But then I found
my purse.

How could I have gone
to San Diego

if I didn't have my purse
with all my ID?

You've gotta tell Tom
to come and get me.

You've gotta tell him
to come and get me right now.

[ line clicks ]

Ellie, it's Michael.

Michael,
what's going on?

I'm sorry
to get you involved.

I didn't wanna worry
you and Tom.

Jane's having
some kind of breakdown.

I think it's related
to the accident.

She's under doctor's care

and we're doing
the best we can.

Don't wanna worry you

and they say
she's gonna be fine,

so, okay, don't worry.

Give my best to Tom,
please.

I'll talk to you later.

Excuse me.
Can I help you?

Um, yes.
Can you tell me
what these are?

Where'd you get these?

They're Ativan, right?

Who told you
they were Ativan?

Well,
what are they, then?

It's Haldol.

Something you don't
wanna mess with.

Listen, you haven't
been taking these,
have you,

without a prescription?

Well, I had trouble
sleeping

and a friend
gave them to me.

First,
get rid of the pills,

then you get rid
of the friend.

Otherwise,
it can cause you

severe,
irreversible symptoms--

uncontrollable movements
like Parkinson's disease.

Haldol is a drug
of last resort
for psychosis.

Jane?

- What is it?
- Don't you touch me.

Just stay away.

What are you trying
to do to me?

Dr. Melloff
prescribed Ativan.

You've been giving me
Haldol.

Haldol?

You tell me
this is Ativan?

Jane, where did you
get this?

Huh? Did you get these
from my bag?

Oh, now you're saying
that you didn't
give that to me?

Of course I didn't
give these to you.
What, you think I'm crazy?

- No, I think you're lying!
- Jane, why would I lie to you?

What happened between us,
Michael, that you don't
want me to remember?

What happened?

Jane, I don't think
you should push this

- until you're
feeling better.
- No, no, no.

I'm not gonna wait
until my brain is fried

and I can't think
anymore!

Michael, when I was
wandering the streets
that day,

I-- I found

hundred-dollar bills
in my pockets

and my dress was covered
with blood.

Does that ring a bell?

What about the blood,
Michael?

Where did the blood
come from?

All right, look.
A year ago...

[ sighs ]
...when your mother
was killed,

you went into
a severe depression

and the doctors called it
survivor's guilt.

They prescribed Haldol.

It worked.

For a while,
everything seemed okay.

You--
yeah, you even

started running
with Daniel next door
a few days a week.

And then it was
every day.

And then,

well, running
wasn't enough.

So I had an affair?

What about the money?

[ sighs ]
It was from
our joint account.

The bank called me and said
that you'd withdrawn $10,000,

closed the account.

I assumed that
you were running off

with one of your lovers.

I came running home.

You were hysterical.

You were packing.

Said you were
leaving me.

Said that I didn't deserve
to live with someone
like you.

I argued, I said no.

We fought, you hit me.

And there was blood
everywhere.

You said
survivor's guilt.

Was I in the car
with my mother?

You were driving.

You were in a hurry.

You, uh,
missed a turn.

Witnesses said
that you didn't signal

and some car

slammed into
the passenger side.

- What else?
- No.

No, no, you have to
tell me the truth.

- You have to tell me
everything.
- Nothing.

Please.

Amy.

[ sighs ]

Amy was in the backseat
behind your mother.

She died in your arms

waiting for
the ambulance.

[ whimpers ]

[ crying ]
Oh, no, I didn't--

I didn't do that.
I didn't do that.

- [ stammering ]
- I'm sorry.

[ sobs ]

Sarah:
Hi, sweetie.

Hi.

Hi, it's Sarah.

And--
and Peter's here.

We came to see you.

Honey, oh-- oh, my God.
[ cries ]

It's okay.

She's not in any pain.

Can she hear me or...?

Jane?

It's Sarah and Peter.

- Can you say hello?
- Jane's voice: Sarah? Jane?

Peter? Hello.

I-- Michael,

I don't understand this.
I don't understand this.

I mean, I know
she suffered
a major trauma,

but this is Jane,
for God's sake.

- Shh.
- She's always
been in control.

She's always been--
Janey?

Jane, you've gotta
break out of this.

Please.

She's not
getting better.

She can barely
open her eyes.

Michael, maybe you shouldn't
be caring for her at home.

Why not?

I just think she might
get better care

at a hospital or,
you know, a facility.

Peter, I'm not
putting Jane anywhere.

She belongs
here at home

where she's,
you know--

she's surrounded
by love.

She's been home,
Michael,

and she's
going downhill.

Tracy, you remember,

my friend who thought
she was pregnant?

Turns out it was
early menopause.

Is that disgusting?

Men can start
a family at 80,

but women are
washed up at 40.

You heard me,
didn't you?

I knew you were
in there.

Please, Janey,
come out.

It's so great
out here

even with early
menopause.

But-- but, listen,

Peter's trying
to talk Michael

into institutionalizing you.

- So, please,
- Jane's voice: Go away.

- you've got to fight.
- Jane's voice: Just go away.

I killed my baby.

[ phone ringing ]

I'm gonna put this money
back into our account.

So you just sit there.

This will take a minute.

Then we'll go home.

[ gasps ]

Woman:
Jane? Jane Ravenson?

You're Amy's mother.

Anne.
Anne Halloran-Gimblet.

- Our daughters
are in class together.
- Anne Halloran-Gimblet.

I was on that field trip
where you slugged that man

and I always wanted
to call you

and say how terrific
that was.

I mean,
all of us mothers,

we were
just standing around

while that pig
pushed our kids

and nobody did anything
but you.

- My dream.
- Anyway, I, uh--

I'm glad I got a chance
to tell you now

that I thought
you were wonderful.

And I will never
let six months go by

before I get in touch.

Michael:
Dr. Gurney's the best
in his field.

He's got a private
psychiatric hospital

a couple hours
from here.

I've made an appointment
for us to see him tomorrow

after I get out
of surgery.

Paula's gonna pack
some of your things

in case--

in case he wants you
to stay for a couple
of days.

Jane's voice:
Six months go by.

Six months go by.

[ stammering ]
Excuse me, ma'am.
I have a return.

I'm sorry, we don't accept
returns with bloodstains.

[ echoes ]
Besides, you bought this
six months ago.

[ echoes ]
Amy?

Amy?

Amy?

Amy?!

[ church bell ringing ]

Amy!

Amy!

Come to Mommy, honey.

Come to Mommy, Amy.

Amy!

Mommy's here.

Mommy's here.

Mommy's here.
Mommy's here, Amy.

[ stammering ]
Amy!

Amy, no! No!
[ gasps ]

- [ panting ] No.
- It's okay.

- No. No.
- Jane, shh.

- [ cries ]
- Jane, shh.

It's a dream, Jane.

Shh, shh.

Jane's voice:
Oh, Amy.

Michael:
You wanna tell me
about your dream?

Hmm?

You wanna tell me?

Hmm?

Here.

Take these.

I gotta get up
in the morning.
I gotta operate.

I've got a long drive
to the hospital.

It's all right,
take it.

That's a girl.

Jane's voice:
She couldn't go
on a field trip

six months ago.

She died last year.

She couldn't go.

She couldn't go
on that field trip.

Jane:
Telephone and address
for an Anne Halloran-Gimblet.

- Operator: Is that Gimlet?
- Gimblet.

- In Brentwood.
- Okay, the address is

1243 San Vicente
Avenue.

And that's in Brentwood.

[ door closes ]

Hi.

Feeling better?
The doctor said
you had a rough night.

Yes, I did.

Paula, could you get me
a straight chair?

- My back is killing me.
- Sure.

[ clattering ]

Where do you want it?

Oh, uh,
over there is fine.

Morning dosage.

No, you don't, Jane.
Swallow them.

Good.

I'm gonna be sick.

Okay, okay.

- I want the bathroom.
- Okay.

- I'll be sick.
- All right.

- [ Jane grunts ]
- [ glass shatters ]

Paula:
What the hell
are you doing?

Oh!

- [ pounding on door ]
- Let me out of here, Jane!

- Get back here!
- [ doorknob rattles ]

- Open the door!
- [ pounding ]

[ retches, coughs ]

[ coughs ]

[ doorbell rings ]

Please be home,
please be home.

Please.

Coming!

- Hi.
- Hi.

- Come on in.
- [ exhales ]

I know I should've
called first,

but I just wanted
to apologize

for being so out of it
the other day.

- You were so nice.
- Oh, you don't have to
apologize.

Don't be silly.

Been on any more
field trips?

Uh, we had a tour
of the fire department,

but everyone there
was disgustingly
well-behaved.

- [ chuckles ]
- We missed you.

- Oh.
- Jane, I am so sorry,

but I have
an appointment.

Oh, no, no, I--
I should've--

- I should've
called you first.
- Oh, no problem!

Don't you love
this new picture?

I wish they could have
Mrs. Rutherford every year.

Pat.

Rutherford?

- Yes, their teacher.
- This year.

Anne: Oh, I love
to watch them change
from year to year.

- Second grade
just blew right by.
- Jane's voice: There she is.

Oh, Amy,
you're alive.

You're alive.

Carole:
No, no, no, no!

No, what are you doing?!

I need you
to believe me.

I'm right about this.

I'm right
about this, Carole.

- Jane. Jane, I am not
gonna talk to him.
- [ touch tones beeping ]

You don't have to.
I will.

Just get on that phone
and listen.

- No!
- Do it!

[ line rings ]

- Hello?
- Hello, Daniel.

- Yeah.
- This is Jane,
Jane Ravenson.

Jane. I'm sorry.

I didn't even
recognize your voice.

- How you feeling?
- Better.

Thanks.

Daniel, I need
to ask you something

and it's gonna sound
peculiar.

But I need you
to answer me...

...honestly.

- Did we ever have an affair?
- [ chuckles ] What?

Jane:
I'm serious.

Did we ever have
an affair?

Oh, God, not again.

- Has Carole been telling you--
- No, it's just me asking.

Yes or no?

No.

Of course we didn't.

Thank you.

Do you mind telling me
what's going on?

I will, I will.
Later.

Later.
Thank you, Daniel.

Thank you.

He didn't know
you were on.

He'd have
no reason to lie.

Was it Michael that told you
about the affair?

Yeah.

Who was driving the car
when my mother was killed?

Your mother.

Michael told me
that I was driving.

That I killed
my mother and Amy.

- What?
- He told me
that Amy died in my arms.

Oh, Jane, come on.

Amy's alive,
isn't she?

Of course she is!
Listen to yourself.

Where is he keeping her?

Um, uh, she's
at his parents' house.

He's hiding her
from me, Carole.

No, look, look, look,
he's lied to everyone.

- [ exhales ]
- He told--

he told you that Daniel and I
were having an affair.

He told me that I killed
my own child.

And then he kept me
so drugged,

I couldn't put
two thoughts together.

Even my own friends
began to believe

that I should be
committed.

You believe me,
don't you?

[ stammering ]
I don't know what to believe.

Why would Michael
be doing these things? Why?

Because I know
something!

- What?
- I don't know.

But I must've
seen something

or something happened

that-- that he doesn't
want me to remember.

Please.
You've gotta help me
get to Amy.

- Look, Jane--
- Jane.

Jane, you are
driving me crazy.

- Get up right now!
- Let go of me!

I don't wanna hear
what you have to say!

[ thuds ]

Amy, you've hardly
touched your food.

- Here you go.
- But it's too much
cholesterol.

Besides,
I'm not hungry.

Honey, who taught you
that word?

Did Daddy
teach you that word?

So what's
your day like today?

Well, I have an appointment
with Amy's teacher at 12:30.

Michael:
Mm, problems?

No, just an
end-of-the-year
conference.

Amy, you're gonna
miss the bus.

Okay, sweetheart.

Your teacher is gonna tell me
such wonderful things
about you today.

Let's celebrate
by baking a cake, okay?

- Okay.
- Okay, give me a kiss.

Have a good day.
Here's your lunch.

- Teacher: Two times one is?
- Kids: Two!

- Two times two is?
- Four!

- Two times three is?
- Six!

- Two times four is?
- Eight!

- Two times five is?
- 10!

Two times six is?

Her classwork
is excellent.

- Is her homework okay?
- It's fine.

Well, something's not fine,
Mrs. Rutherford.

I can hear it.

This is very difficult.

I think Amy's being
sexually abused.

W-why-- why would you
think that?

Amy's recent behavior.

Has Amy said anything?

- No.
- Then where are you
getting this from?

Mrs. Rutherford,
this is a--

- this is a hell
of a leap to make.
- I know.

And I know this is
very upsetting.

But the biggest problem we have
in these situations

- is the parent's
unwillingness to hear it.
- Wait a minute, wait a minute,

I am willing
to listen to anything

that makes sense.

Amy's recent behavior

is consistent with a child
who's being abused.

What behavior?

Last week at recess,

she wandered into
the kindergarten room

and began playing
with some of the dolls.

Because I was concerned
about her,

I wanted to observe
the way she played.

She was
touching the dolls

on the chest
and between the legs

and rubbing them together,

whispering things
I couldn't hear.

Oh, please.
[ scoffs ]

Believe me,
Mrs. Ravenson,

I'm not saying these things
lightly.

Another day last week,
I walked into class

and Amy was
in the back of the room
with another little girl.

She had one hand
on her shoulder

and she was whispering.

For goodness' sakes,
whispering? Kids...

It's not what she was
doing or saying.

It's the way
she was saying it.

The way
an adult would speak--

seductive, explicit.

Unfortunately, I've had
a lot of experience with this

and Amy's behavior
was dead-on.

I have to talk to Amy.

[ birds chirping ]

Hi, Mommy.

Hi, doll face.

That's not my desk.

You're at the wrong desk.

My desk's right here.

- Oh?
- Mm-hmm.

Well, I'm gonna have
to lose a little weight

if I'm gonna sit
in these chairs.

Honey, Mommy's here

because I need to ask you
a few questions, okay?

Sit up here.

Remember when Susan

took that money out
of her mommy's purse

and you were afraid
to tell me?

And we talked
and I told you

that there was nothing
in the world

that you ever, ever
had to be afraid
of telling me?

- You remember that?
- Mm-hmm.

Okay, well,

this is
one of those times.

Don't be afraid of
telling me the truth,
sweetheart.

I won't get mad at you
no matter what.

I promise.

And you know
that Mommy always
keeps her promises, right?

Okay.

Okay.

Amy, when Celine
babysits for you,

does she ever have
any of her boyfriends over?

No, she's never had
any boys over

when Mommy and Daddy
are out of the house?

No, she always plays
with me.

[ chuckles ]

Well, what about Andrew
when he sits?

Does he ever have
any girls over?

Does he ever say
anything to you

that makes you feel
uncomfortable?

Like what?

Well, like asking you
to play a game

that you don't
wanna play.

Or does he ever
touch you in a way

that you feel
uncomfortable?

Does Andrew
ever touch you

in a way
that you don't like?

Honey, you need
to tell Mommy the truth.

If anything happened,
Mommy knows it's not
your fault.

Does Andrew ever touch you
where it's private?

Not Andrew.

Who, honey?

Tell Mommy
who touched you.

[ whispers ]
Daddy.

Jane. Jane,
what's going on?

You miserable bastard.

What's the matter?

I went to see
Amy's teacher today.

So?

So she thinks Amy's
been sexually abused.

What?
That's impossible.

Well, that's
what I thought.

And then
I talked to Amy.

How could you?

You're her father.

You lousy
son of a bitch!

Me? Jane, you're upset.

Don't play games
with me, Michael!

Excuse me,
but will you listen
to what you're saying?

You really believe
I'm capable of, what,

- molesting my own daughter?
- I believe her.

Well, how can you
be so sure?

She's a child,
she's got an imagination,

- she watches television.
- She's telling the truth.

[ scoffs ]
What? So, what,
kids never lie?

Kids never make things up?

I believe her, Michael.

Well, so how can you
be so sure?!

Because she loves you!

Because it broke
her heart to tell me

and because I know
when my daughter's
telling the truth.

Well, sure,
'cause you know everything.

Right?
Jane knows it all!

Slug a guy
in the library,

- it's the guy's fault.
- Oh, come on, Michael,
that has nothing to do--

Jane, who the hell
are you?

Huh?

I've been married to you
for 12 years.

I don't know anymore!

You know something?

If somebody
molested my daughter,

- I'm gonna kill him!
- Oh, Michael.

It's always somebody else,
isn't it?

Amy's lying,
Jane's crazy.

Well, this is it.
It's over.

- [ clinking ]
- You're never gonna
touch your daughter again.

What the hell are you--
what the hell are you
gonna do, huh?

The hell you think
you're doing?

What, you got
medical proof, huh?

You're gonna drag
our daughter through court?

You're gonna fight
for custody?

Oh, you're damn right
I'm gonna fight for custody!

Well, you're
not gonna get it
'cause you're unfit!

- And I can prove it!
- [ screams ]

[ grunts ]

[ gasps ]

[ Jane gasps ]

Jane:
And then I found myself
wandering.

That was it.
I'd forgotten everything.

Oh, please not Michael.

Jane, I really think
we need to get home.

Of course you don't
believe any of this,
do you?

Give me your keys.

[ birds chirping ]

[ siren blaring ]

Oh, no, not now.

I can't pull over.

Oh, no.
[ gasps ]

[ sighs ]

[ touch tones beeping ]

[ phone ringing ]

[ line rings ]

[ ringing continues ]

- [ line ringing ]
- [ sighs ]

[ car door closes ]

There we go, lady.

We'll put the groceries
in the kitchen.

You run along
and wash up for lunch, honey.

I found out
that the pony rides
start at 3:00.

So she can have
a nice lunch

and then we'll
surprise her.

Oh, she's gonna like that.

Do you think so?

Honey, don't worry so.

She's gonna be
all right.

[ whispers ]
Where were you, Mommy?

You said to wait for you
and I waited and waited
and you never came.

I know, sweetheart,
but Mommy got very sick
and couldn't come back.

But that's all over now
and we're gonna
go away together

just like we planned,
just the two of us.

Grandmother:
Amy, honey?

Amy, I--

I'm taking Amy
back to town.

You're not going
anywhere with her.

Honey, you're
frightening the baby.

Jane, let's talk
about this sensibly.

There's nothing to say.
Come on, honey.

Amy, come to Grandma,
darling.

Don't get involved,
Doris.

This is between
your son and me.

Amy, I want you to go outside
and stand on the front porch

and wait for me.
I have to talk to
Grandma and Grandpa.

I'll be right out, okay?

Grandmother:
Amy.

Don't you wanna give
Grandma and Grandpa
a goodbye kiss?

I don't think
that would be

such a good idea, Amy.

Why don't you
just throw them a kiss?

Grandmother:
So Michael's not enough, huh?

You're gonna tell her
a lot of lies about us, too.

I don't have a problem
with you and Bert, Doris.

You love Amy.
I know that.

The problem
is with Michael.

- He's been telling you lies.
- Michael doesn't lie, Jane.

We're not gonna let you
hurt Michael like this, Jane.

Do you realize
what you're doing?

You're gonna lose
everything.

Michael's going to keep Amy
and his practice.

Never.

Jane:
"Rikki-Tikki had a right

to be proud of himself.

But he did not grow
too proud

and he kept that garden
as a mongoose should keep it

with tooth and jump
and spring and bite

till never a cobra
dared show its head
inside the walls."

[ horn honks
in distance ]

Sarah:
Now will you tell me
what's been going on?

Well, when we left
the cottage,

I was afraid of Michael,
so we drove straight to
the D.A.'s office.

He listened politely,
but then said he needed
more evidence.

A seven-year-old child,
it's her word against his.

So I hired a lawyer

and she's
been tracking down
Michael's patients.

And we hit pay dirt
with a Mrs. Klinger.

- She's on her way over.
- [ exhales ]

[ knocks ]

Oh, I'm so glad
you're here.

- Please come in.
- I can't stay long.

Mu husband is waiting
in the car.

- He's not coming up?
- I can only stay a minute.

Oh, please don't say
what I think you're
gonna say.

I'm sorry,
Mrs. Ravenson.

I know you were counting on us
and I hate to disappoint you--

Then don't, please.

Mrs. Klinger:
My husband and I argued
all last night about it.

He's adamant.
He won't let Lisa testify.

My husband
molested your child.

We have no proof.

Do you believe her?

Yes, I do.

But who else is gonna believe
a five-year-old?

My daughter is also
going to testify

and my attorney is going through
Dr. Ravenson's files

- to see if there's
any other children--
- Lisa has been through so much.

Since she was two,
she's been through
six major operations.

We just can't subject her
to any more.

Please understand.

I do.

- I'm so sorry.
- Me, too.

- I'm going to
lose my daughter.
- Sarah: No.

We won't
let it happen, Jane.

Oh, right, how are you
gonna stop it?

What are you gonna say
under oath about my marriage?

That Michael was a--
a loving, considerate,
wonderful husband.

That-- that he was devoted
to me and my child.

That I must've
told you a million times
how lucky I was to have him.

Carole will testify
Michael lied to her.

Oh, did he? Did he?
Or was he just repeating

the things
his crazy wife told him?

Sarah, he's got
all the bases covered.

I was the one
who lost her memory.

I was the one
who tried to kill him.

I was the one
who locked Paula
in the bathroom

and broke into
his parents' house.

I don't think they won't be
only too happy to testify.

Even my own doctors
will say

I was suffering from
hysterical amnesia.

He was
feeding you drugs.

No, no, no,
I stole them
out of his bag.

He only injected me
when I was violent.

And Paula saw everything.

[ sighs ]

You still
don't get Michael,
do you?

He'll do anything
to get what he wants.

And he could win this.

It's time
for Amy and me
to disappear.

Do you wanna lose
all chances of custody?

Michael will find you.

He won't find us.

So you're gonna
spend your life running,

looking over
your shoulder?

- What kind of life
is that for Amy?
- What kind of a life is it

if Michael gets custody?

I can't trust
the legal system.

Michael has
all the cards.

I'll go to that meeting

at his lawyer's
office tomorrow
to show good faith.

But if we can't
come to an agreement,
we're out of here.

[ phone rings ]

- Yes?
- Jane?

This is Paula Marinelli.

How'd you get
this number?

Dr. Ravenson.

I need to talk to you.

No, we have nothing
to talk about.

No, wait, Jane.
Please, you don't--

[ dial tone ]

Michael.

No, he's not
that obvious.

He sends Paula
to do his dirty work.

[ phone ringing ]

[ horn honks ]

Listen, since
my wife's attorney
has been delayed,

I'd like to talk to her
in private.

I don't think
that's unreasonable.

Mrs. Ravenson?

I certainly don't want
to appear unreasonable.

I'll be
right outside the door
in case you need me.

I'm only dangerous
when the moon is full.

It's just Jane's humor.

[ phone rings ]

[ sighs ]

I thought we could
talk to each other
like two adults.

That's interesting
for a man who prefers
children.

You're not
making this easy.

Well, I forgot to take
my Haldol this morning.

Jane, I know
what you think
I've done, but--

Save the lies
for the courtroom, Michael.

I want you back.

I love you.

I know you don't
believe that.

You think I'm
some kind of a monster,

but I love you.

I want this nightmare
to be over.

I want you and Amy
to come back home

where you belong.

You want.

You want this,

you want that.

Here, open it.

No.

Jane, I miss you.

I miss our daughter.

The daughter
you told me was dead?

I never told you that.

You were hysterical.

You were irrational,
delusional.

- How can you be sure
what anyone told you?
- Oh, right, crazy Jane.

No, but I know
what you think
I did to you.

I know what you think
I did to our daughter.

But I never did anything.

You have to believe me.

- I just--
- Don't you dare touch me!

What, is that a threat?

Why the performance,
Michael?

Is the room bugged?

[ sighs ]

No, but, Jane, you see,

that's the attitude
that got us into
this mess.

Rigid.

No room in your life
for compromise.
Never was.

Jane's always right.

She calls the shots--

who we see, what we do,
when we make love,

- how we make love.
- Oh, so now it's my fault
you molested our daughter?

I never molested her.

Never.

Do you hear me?

[ chuckles ]
I was shaving,

she walked into
the bathroom,

she was curious

the way any
normal child would be.

[ thuds ]
Don't you dare
blame Amy for this.

Jane, no one's
to blame.

Nothing happened.

She told me exactly
what you did.

And I wanna see you dead.

Excuse me, um,

is everything
all right in here?

Arnold, yes.
Come in. I'm sorry.

We're not
getting anywhere.

She won't listen.

I'm sorry I'm late.
I was detained at
the D.A.'s office.

All right.

Let's get to it.

We're open to any
reasonable suggestion.

Well, we're not looking
for any protracted
court battle either.

As a concerned parent,

Dr. Ravenson
has no desire

to see his daughter
separated from her mother

at such a critical point
in her development.

We're prepared
to give Mrs. Ravenson
full custody of Amy.

And in return?

Mrs. Ravenson will drop
all charges of sexual abuse.

What about visitation?

Well, naturally,

Dr. Ravenson
should see his daughter

on alternate weekends,

one month in the summer,

and alternate Easter
and Christmas vacations.

Unsupervised?

- Of course.
- We're out of here.

- Jane.
- Michael: You better
accept it, Jane.

If you don't,
I'm gonna fight
for sole custody.

By the time
we're done with you,

you'll never
see her again.

What, you really think
the D.A. is gonna take
your word over mine?

You really think
that a judge is gonna
award custody

to a woman
with a history like yours?

Amnesia, violence.

You're so blinded
by your hatred of me

that you can't see the harm
that you're doing to Amy,

forcing her to testify
against her own father!

The harm I'mdoing
to Amy?

- Don't lose your--
- No, wait a minute,
wait a minute.

Let me get this
straight.

You get to avoid
all the publicity

and fallout
of an incest trial,

you get to
keep your position
at the hospital

and your
dazzling reputation,

while on alternate weekends
you get to molest
our little girl?

[ huffs ]
I don't have to
listen to this.

Maybe we should
schedule this
for another time.

There is no time.

The D.A. is preparing
to bring criminal charges

against Dr. Ravenson.

[ both scoffing ]

What charges?

Renee, nothing
is gonna stick.

It's her word
against his.

Not anymore.

Do you swear
to tell the truth,
the whole truth,

and nothing but the truth,
so help you God?

Yes.

And the drugs
you were giving her?

They were prescribed.

By whom, Dr. Ravenson?

- Objection.
- Withdrawn.

Why did you
give Mrs. Ravenson
the medication?

Because I believed him.

I did everything
he asked me to do.

I kept his wife drugged.

I kept her cut off
from family and friends.

I watched her suffer.
I just believed

that he was doing it
for her own good.

And you no longer
believe that?

No. He lied to me.

He molested
my little girl.

Okay.

You said Christina
was having nightmares.

Is that
when you suspected?

No.

All that time
I never put it together...

...till I called one day

to schedule a checkup
with Dr. Ravenson

and she got hysterical.

And that's when she told me
what he did to her

on his rounds at night
in the hospital.

[ Paula sobs ]

He hurt her.

Renee:
And did you take Christina
to another doctor

to verify
what she told you?

[ sobs ]
Yes, I did.

Your Honor, we'd like
to enter as exhibit six

the report of Dr. Havlin,

Chief of Pediatrics

at Community Children's.

[ chatter ]

Thanks, Paula.

I need to thank you.

I might never have listened
to my own child.

[ laughs ]

- Mommy!
- [ chuckles ]

Oh, sweetheart. Ooh!

- Oh, sweetheart!
- [ door opens ]

- [ door closes ]
- Jane.

Oh, honey.

Let's go home, okay?

- Okay.
- Ready?

[ music playing ]

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