Masters of Sex (2013–2016): Season 2, Episode 1 - Parallax - full transcript

Previously on
Masters of Sex...

I simply want to
answer the question,

what happens to
the body during sex?

Dr William Masters.

He's the alpha dog
of coochie medicine.

So are you interested
in the job or not?

How can I help?

You will be participating
in a medical study

that examines the physiology
of sexual response

during automanipulation.

This study will never be
seen as serious science,



and you will be
labelled a pervert.

You pretended
to have an orgasm?

Is that a common practise
amongst prostitutes?

It's a common practise
amongst anyone with a twat.

I want my tubes untied.

I'm getting married, and my
fiancé wants lots of kids.

- Your fiancé, the peanut king.
- Pretzels.

It won't be possible
for you to get pregnant.

First, I get the
"just friends" speech.

Next thing I know,
she invites me in.

I am going to
marry that woman.

I can't imagine
my life without you.

But you don't
want me, do you, Barton?

Sweetheart,
he's a homosexual.



I'm gonna fix this.
I'm seeing a doctor.

I've run across
a few treatments.

Electroshock.
Jesus, Barton.

The two of us should undertake
the research ourselves.

Have sex with our patients?

With each other.

We're scientists.
Let's see.

Virginia.
Lillian DePaul.

Whom we were lucky enough
to lure away from Cornell.

My work is to...

To make pap smears available to
every woman in the country. I know.

It's the one thing I can do that
will hopefully make a difference.

I have cancer.

I am so sorry.

I'm going to have
to hand the work off.

He deserves a family.

You don't have
a condition, Libby.

It's Bill. He's the
one with the problem.

I saw your file.

You're pregnant?
That's no! possible.

It is.

This conversation is over.

That's what your father
always used to say.

Don't even begin
to compare him to me!

I wanted to give you this.

You shouldn't be
selling yourself short.

I wouldn't
sell myself, period.

I quit.

I see you still
need a secretary.

I was wondering if you invited
Virginia this afternoon,

because she put so much
time into this study,

so much of herself.

What Virginia does this
afternoon, or any afternoon,

is none of our concern.

When it comes to sex,

women have capabilities
vastly superior to men.

This kind of smut does not
belong in this hospital.

We'll reconvene
in my office.

The world isn't
kind to mavericks, Bill.

You're fired.

Will you marry me?

I finally realised

that there is one thing
I can't live without.

It's you.

Ripped By mstoll

Shh.

Mrs Johnson.
Dr Crane.

Dr Atlas, please
call the main switchboard.

You need to leave right now.
This is the ladies' room.

Ever since I saw you in that
presentation, naked like that...

That was not me!

I can't stop thinking about you.
And even if it were...

I want to
take you to dinner.

What? No.
No dinner. No nothing.

Virginia.

Dr Crane, you should know

that I am not above kneeing

you in a very delicate spot.

Oh, come on.

Dennis, what the hell?
Ugh! Oh!

Nice shot.

I'm just saying you
can't take it personally.

Crane's a nephrologist, okay?
They're all perverts.

It's not just
kidney doctors.

Ever since the presentation,

I'm propositioned
a dozen times a day.

Mmm. I get notes
on my windshield.

Just today,
somebody left a dildo...

A dildo on my desk.

One of the girls
in the bullpen, no doubt.

Jesus.
Women are so vicious.

The financial repercussions
are even worse.

DePaul's salary,

it doesn't even cover essentials,
forget about extras.

And I have no chance
of getting a raise here

because apparently I now
wear the scarlet letter.

That study.

Honest to God, it's worse
than the mummy's curse.

Hey, what about Cal-O-Metric?

I don't know Cal.

No, um,
Elise was going stir crazy.

She was tired
of junior league.

She'd had it
with scout mothering.

So she decided to
start selling Cal-O-Metric.

It's a new diet plan
for housewives.

No, it's easy.
You just follow a script.

A script telling
women they're fat?

A script telling women
like, say, Phyllis here,

from the waist up,
Rita Hayworth.

From the waist
clown, Henry VIII.

You'd be able
to tell Phyllis that her

long, lonely Saturday
nights are now over

because you've
got something

that can make her
ass match her face.

Don't listen to me.
Ask Elise.

She lost
all of her baby weight.

She had a ton of energy.

Plus she even made
enough money to buy herself

a whole new wardrobe
that included French lingerie.

Your wife still cares about you
enough to buy French lingerie?

My wife deserves a medal
for her forgiving heart.

And my wandering ways
are a thing of the past.

Well, how much,
uh, French lingerie

was she able to buy?

An extra 100 bucks
a month worth.

Listen to me, Virginia.

Leave the mummy's
curse behind.

Because when
Lord Carnarvon opened

Tutankhamuws tomb back...

Whenever the hell that was,

four months later, he died
from a mosquito bite.

And what did it say
above that tomb?

"Death shall come
on swift wings

"to him who disturbs
the peace of the king.“

Well...

Our study did not
have a tomb or a king.

Oh, it had a king.

Dr Conners to ESG room 201.

They just said they don't
want me to drive after.

And since, uh, Margaret
doesn't know I'm here...

I'm only gonna impose on
you for this first one.

Once I get a routine going,
I can handle it myself,.

I also told Dr Anders
that you would be observing.

He's got a solid reputation.
Seems on top of things.

Anyway,
I appreciate this, Biff.

What? What is this?

You're in the
hospital, Barton.

The treatment
ended an hour ago.

Treatment? Why?

I... I don't...

You need to rest, Barton.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I... I don't understand.

It's just a suit.

Where's Margaret?

I want Margaret.

Please, I...

Why am I here?

Please call Margaret.
I don't understand.

This confusion
will be gone shortly.

What?

I...

I...

Rocket science, it's not.

You buy the product, keep
the money from your sales.

Well, not all.

Small percentage goes
back to headquarters.

I'm headquarters.
Right.

But I... I can't buy
the product outright.

That's why I'm here,
to make money,

money that I don't have
to spend on diet pills.

Well, I could
give you the pills

but the cut to me
on the back end goes up.

Up from...
20% to 50%.

Steep.

Yeah, well, you don't
make the poor richer

by making the rich poorer.

Your motto?

Winston Churchill
said it first.

Are you sure
these pills even work?

When I was on the stuff,
I weighed in at 98 pounds.

Okay, 19s.

Then I read about all those
starving Chinese, you know,

the great famine over there,
and who knows if we're next?

You young girls
can panic over fat.

I look at it as insurance.

Just follow the script.

Oh, I actually
do much better

when I speak to
people spontaneously.

You know, from the heart.

Then I suggest
improv theatre.

If you're gonna work for me,
you stick with the script.

I'm fine to drive.
It's only a few blocks.

You're not driving.

Really, go.

I feel much better.

I don't think this
is the answer, Barton.

I think electroshock
is unpredictable.

It can have
permanent side effects.

And there's no hard data to
prove it cures homosexuality.

I think you should stop
the treatment now.

Well, you've been
a good friend.

Just think about
what I've said, please?

Dr Holden, welcome back.
Rough day, sir?

Oh, yes. Sick patient.

It's God's work
that you do, sir.

Shall I sent the laundry
up to the room?

I'd appreciate it.
And some ice, too.

Have a good
evening, Dr Holden.

You're taking my pulse?

More like flying blind.

There's no instruments,
no points on a graph.

How will we possibly interpret
what's happened here?

You gonna get it?

It's late.

Something might
have happened.

It's Ethan.

Ah.

He'll keep calling
until I pick up.

Like a collie.

Keeps barking until
someone tosses it a treat.

Actually,

Ethan has asked me
to marry him.

And? What did you say?

Nothing. Yet.

Hi.

No, I'm here.

Ethan.

Ethan, I'm sorry.

Things have changed.

No.

I don't. No.
It has nothing...

And you're a good man
and my kids love you to death.

But it is.

It's where I belong.

Dr Holden.

And see how his second toe

is longer than his big toe?

Aww, I read somewhere that's

a sign of great intelligence.

I half expected to hear you
had cancelled this morning.

Why would I do that? You said three
weeks was his first major check-up.

No. I simply mean

that it's very brave of you to
come back here, this hospital,

after that debacle
with Bill.

My husband
and the chancellor

didn't see eye to eye
on his study.

God, it's funny,
isn't it?

We never know what we're in
for when we first say "I do.”

The important thing is that
you don't blame yourself.

Did Eleanor Fish know
what she was getting into

when she married
Albert Fish?

Albert...

The Brooklyn Vampire.

He killed a bunch of
folks, mostly children.

There was rumours of cannibalism.
And the whole time,

there sat his wife,
completely unsuspecting.

Dr Begner, my husband is
a first-class gynaecologist

and obstetrician,
beloved in this community

with more diplomas and
commendations on his wall

than you could
ever dream of.

Hello.

Hello.
You must be new here.

I'm Gini, Gini Johnson.

What department
did they place you in?

Admissions. I'm Yvonne.

What you got there?

Well, I have
just discovered

an amazing
new product, Yvonne.

Cal-O-Metric for weight loss,
specially designed for women.

For example, do you
know, uh, how it feels

when you're still carrying
that extra baby weight?

I've had two myself
and, darn it,

if it isn't hard to fit
back into your favourite...

I didn't have a baby.

Yeah, I know.

Um, I did, and... And
some day, you will, too,

and with three small tablets
of Cal-O-Metric a day,

you can start those happiest
nine months of your life

without an extra
ounce of padding.

Look how his
little chin quivers.

I know. That usually
means he's about to cry.

You take him. Go on.

I'm sure you're way
better at this than I.

Aww.

Hmm.

Okay
See?

He smells like milkshake.

Mmm.

Right?
So did Henry.

Tessa was more
like cinnamon.

Are you selling diet pills?

No. I mean...

Well, I haven't... I haven't
sold any yet, but...

Are you taking them?

Why would I need them?

I've already
landed the youngest,

most eligible bachelor
in the hospital.

Our young bachelor
who needs a new paediatrician

since our last one just
compared Bill to a psychopath.

What?

Dr Begner?

And when l waved at Dr Rosen,
he looked the other way.

One study like nuclear
rain falling on us all.

Okay.

I get scorn Or pity.

And Bill...
It isn't good for Bill

to sit around
the house all day.

I could really
use some advice.

Honestly, how do I make
him get back to work?

Lib, when... When has trying to
make Bill do anything ever worked?

Never.

If he feels like
he's being forced...

I know.
It will backfire.

But say you were me.

If I were you,

I would take care of little
milkshake here first off, right?

And most of all,
I would take care of myself.

It's all you can do.

St Louis Community Chest
is a worthy cause.

Plus Doug Greathouse and his
wife, Tatti, are hosting.

Doug Greathouse
is an imbecile.

Well,
he was just promoted

to head of the Obstetrics
Department at Memorial.

Oh, so that's why you're
dragging me to this'

to suck up to Doug Greathouse
so he'll offer me a job?

You two should be
on the top of a wedding cake.

Now, Essie, there's extra
formula in the refrigerator.

And I called
Mrs Havers next door

and told her you were
sitting, just in case.

Darling,
nothing will go wrong.

This little one is
with his nana now.

Such a little
miracle, isn't he?

Like a fresh start.

Beautiful baby boy,

brought into this world
to save us all.

He's not Jesus, Mother.

But he is yours, Billy.

Your son, to be
worshipped and adored

as much as any messiah.

Yes.

I said such a thing.

I think so. Mmm-hmm.

DOUG. All right.
Let's get this starterd.

I'm Doug Greathouse,
as you all know.

I don 't usually
emcee these things,

but, uh, as my wife says,
"There's more to life

”than the problems between
a shapely pair of knees. ”

Uh, tonight,
we tackle rubella.

Rubella, or German measles
as it's more commonly called,

is a worldwide scourge.

No disrespect to any
Germans here tonight,

but it's called
German measles

because it was
discovered by a kraut.

Now, it could have just as
easily been discovered by a Jap

and then we'd be
calling it fried rice.

Yes.

Uh, German measles isn't the
only disease worth fighting.

Tonight, we are here
to stamp out pertussis.

Or, as we say at Memorial, give
a whupping to whooping cough.

You should grab him now
before he gets mobbed.

I would rather
be boiled in oil.

You might be the best sight
in this boring night.

Come here.

Come on.

Oh! Look who it is.

Oh, yeah.
Of all the gin joints.

Well, I might
say the same, Betty,

since I would be expected to
be at a medical fundraiser.

Oh, I get invited to all

these rubber-chicken deals.

It's not 'cause they like me.
It's 'cause they like my money.

And everybody loves my wife.
Mmm, yeah.

But it is pure luck
running into you tonight.

You know, um, well,
Betts and I are, uh...

We're having a hell of a time
getting in a family way,

if you catch my drift.

Uh, yeah,
he catches it, uh, honey.

Uh, but this isn't really
the time or the place.

We're gonna come,
uh, see you, Doc,

'cause you're
the big dog, right,

when it comes to,
uh, female plumbing?

Well, unfortunately,

I'm, uh, I'm networking
at a hospital right now.

I've left Washington University.
Ah.

Since there was
a disagreement with, uh,

management about
my sex study.

Sex study?

Is that... ls that the beginning of a...
Of a joke?

Oh, yeah.
It's a good one.

A priest, a monk, and a rabbi
all walk into a sex study.

Actually,
it's a legitimate study

mapping the human body's
physiological response to sex.

I intend to start it up
again very soon

in a more receptive
hospital environment

Uh, what...
What hospital?

I don't know yet.

You know, I hear

a Manhattan straight up
extra cherry calling my name.

Uh, I sure do.

So, uh... So a birds
and the bees study?

No kidding? Um, and you
want to get it going again?

I do.
I will, somewhere.

Then I've got a proposition that
might be right up your alley.

It's just impossible to get
a word in with Greathouse.

Man that makes pretzels is
absolutely monopolising him.

I'll call Greathouse
myself in the morning.

Maybe it's not such a bad idea
to get back to work, after all.

This is why I love you.

After all these years,
you still surprise me.

What is it?

You can't sleep again?

Can I stay here tonight?

In my bed?

I want to be with you.

Oh.
Mmm-hmm.

Mmm.

Uh, Barton,
I don't think...

I want to look at you.

You're so beautiful.

Let me see you this way.

Yeah, over.

Oh,yeah. Oh.

Barton.
Huh?

Barton.

You... You can't pretend
I'm something else.

I'm not.
Then look at me.

Look at me.

Margaret, I'm trying.

You have to
let me try my way.

By pretending I'm a boy?

There is only a shred of me left
that still feels like a woman.

You can't take that.
I won't let you.

Okay. All right.
Let me... Let me try again.

And this time,
I'll look at you.

But why?

Look.

Please, I...
I can do this.

I can and I will.

Just. . .touch me again.

Touch me now.

Margaret. Margaret!

What has happened?
Damn it!

Help me!

If you don't help me, we have nothing.
Don't you understand?

We can do this.
We can make it work!

We just have to try harder.

Margaret!

Stop fighting me on this!

Maggie.

I'm only saying you hardly
know Lester, that's all.

And California's
so far away.

But I've always
wanted to be in pictures.

You know that, Virginia.

Pictures where you can
actually see my face.

And Lester's job as a production
assistant is for a real studio,

which means he's
gonna be a director soon

and he wants me to be the
leading lady in his first film.

Why shouldn't I
follow my dream?

Of course you should.

It's just...

And you should
come with us.

Follow your dream. You could sing.
Sing?

Jane,
that's ridiculous.

There's nothing
ridiculous about it.

In Hollywood, they have the
Capitol Records building.

What does that have
to do with anything?

Well, what do
you have here?

My life! My kids.

Oh, because kids hate
beaches and sunshine.

My work.

Pap smears with Dr DePaul?

That's not my only work.

Oh, right.

You've been hawking Cal-O-Metric
diet pills to the local butterballs.

Virginia, I know you.

I really don't think
that's your work.

What would make me really sad is if
you're staying here for the study

because I know Dr Masters
put your name on it,

but Dr Masters is gone.

The study's dead.

And to pin your hopes on
something that just can't be...

When you should be reconsidering
Ethan's proposal.

You're talking
to Ethan now?

He called me, yes.

And, yes, his heart
is broken in two.

But if you changed your mind,
he would take you back.

And what Ethan's offering
you is something real.

Whereas Dr Masters' study...

It's not real.

Not any more.

Mrs Holden,
nice to see you again.

And you, as well, Thomas.

That is a fetching colour.

Your scarf, I mean.
What do you call it?

Uh, celadon.

You can call it green.

Well, green suits you,
Mrs Holden.

Thank you.
Enjoy your evening.

You put my name
on the study.

You earned it.

Ethan has asked me
to marry him.

And? What did you say?

Nothing. ..yet.

- Hi.
- Hi, doll.

I was beginning to think
you weren't gonna pick up.

No, I'm here.

I just want to tell you
I'll be home tonight.

But I also want to ask

if I should be making
a dinner reservation for me

and my beautiful fiancée
to celebrate,.

Nothing too fancy.

Ethan. Just champagne,
caviar, more champagne.

Ethan, I'm sorry.

Meaning...

What? You can't be sorry.

Things have changed.

How?

How have they changed? Why?

Do you love someone else?
No.

My God. Don't say
you love Bill Masters.

No, Ethan. I don't.
It has nothing to do...

But it is.
It is Bill, isn't if?

Jesus Christ, Gini, do not let
him manipulate you like this.

I'm the one who wit! give
you the life that you want,

a future for you
and your kids.

You're a good man.

Ethan, you are, and my
kids love you to death.

But it's just not...

Just what? Virginia, what is
it Bill can offer you? Work?

This cannot be because of
work, because of that study.

It just...
It cannot be.

But it is.

It's where I belong.

Mrs Johnson.
Excuse me.

Mrs Johnson! I was wondering, uh,
well, if I could speak to you.

It's, uh,
it's about your study.

The, uh, the sex study
with Bill Masters.

What a surprise.
Oh, is it?

I am not interested
in drinks, Dr Ditmer,

or dinner or a weekend away at
your country house on the river

or a toss in the
backseat of your Impala.

But thank you. Thank you
so much for your interest.

Oh, perh...
Oh, wait. I...

I'm sorry. Were you
hoping I would, what?

Lay down right here on the
sidewalk and just offer myself up?

I've gotten a grant to use cold-light
illumination for oesophageal surgery.

It's the same technology from
your study with Dr Masters.

I was wondering if you could give
me some background and advice.

I'd... I'd be
willing to pay you

to apply your skills
to my study.

And the study's
well funded, if that helps.

I am so sorry.
I thought that...

Well, um,
I would love to.

But, unfortunately, I am
already working for Dr DePaul.

Thank you.

It could be in your
off hours or during lunch,

whatever is
convenient for you.

I'd be happy to accommodate
whatever best suits your schedule.

I'm going because
Tatti Greathouse

was kind enough
to include me

in the Women's Auxiliary
brunch this morning.

It's important that I go.

It's not important.

I told you I would call Doug
Greathouse myself today.

You can't mend
fences overnight.

There are no fences, Libby.

And for you to grovel for
forgiveness for something

that requires no apology...

Tatti Greathouse is
a friend and I am going.

She's a rung
on a social ladder.

Johnny is asleep.

All I'm asking for
is two hours.

I can't.
I have an appointment

You said you would
be at your desk today

re-working the
study proposal.

Bill...

No one knows more
about babies than you do.

There is nothing that could happen
here with Johnny you couldn't handle.

Club number's
on the counter.

I'll be back
before you can blink.

Dr Phillips,
please dial extension 358.

Dr Phillips, extension 358.

Good morning.
Are you looking in my...

In your desk,
yes, fora stapler.

Instead, I found
three dozen of these.

Are you pushing pills
here in the hospital?

On staff or patients?

Pushing pills.
Those are diet pills.

Which are usually
off-market amphetamines

often combined
with sugar paste or talc.

In liquid form, they're
often 90 proof alcohol.

How does the
other guy look?

I'm sorry.
Your eye is bruised.

Hmm. Watch out for
medicine cabinets.

Lillian, that's what
everyone says

when it's not
a medicine cabinet

What is that
supposed to mean?

It means,
what is going on?

You don't date ever, so you can't
possibly have gotten involved with a man

who hits you, have you?

Although,
if you have, Lillian,

that is something
you can talk to me about

Like Stanley Kowalski?

Stella.

Stella!

Don't be silly.
I hit the medicine cabinet.

And don't change the subject

away from your dealing
in illicit drugs.

It reflects poorly on
both of us and this office.

Lillian, those drugs are
to supplement my income,

which, as you know, is not
enough to support my family.

Now, if you refuse to have an
honest conversation with me

about what's really
happening with you, I...

Dr Langham, Dr DePaul and I
are having a discussion.

I'm not here.

No matter what,
I'm not here.

Austin!
Austin, where are you?

Where are you?

Dr Austin Langham,
where is he?

Dr Langham,
where are you?

Austin!

You know where he is,
Virginia. Spit it out.

Dr Langham?
No, the Pope!

Did Austin send you
out hereto fend me off?

No. No, he didn't.

Elise, why don't you and
the children come with me?

I haven't seen
you in so long.

Honestly, Virginia.

If women can't stick up
for each other,

can't stand together in the face
of the most grotesque violations

of human decency,

well, then I guess there's no
hope for any of us, is there?

Oh, no, no, no. Elise.

Attention. Attention
all hospital staff

Dr Austin Langham, known here
at Washington University

as your resident philanderer
and insufferable cad,

has spent the
last two months

fornicating with
his sister-in-law.

That is correct,
my baby sister Rosemary.

Because apparently little
Rosie was the last woman

in all of St Louis

that Dr Langham
hadn't skewered like a pig!

You've done our
profession proud.

My feelings exactly, Doug.

And I'm... I'm sorry I didn't get
to speak to you more last night.

Um...

Yes. Yes, I said
the same to Libby.

Uh, uh,
through his wife, Betty.

We do know most everyone...

Through their
wives' pudendum.

Yes, more than their
husbands see, yes.

Uh, look, I...

How about if I swing
by this afternoon?

Good.

I'll look forward
to it, Doug.

♪ Bye, bye, love

♪ BYE, bye, happiness

♪ Hello, loneliness

♪ I think I'm a-gonna cry

♪ Bye, bye, love

♪ Bye, bye, sweet caress

♪ Hello, emptiness

♪ I feel like I could die

♪ Bye, bye, my love, goodbye

♪ There goes my baby
with a-someone new

♪ She... ♪

You don't knock?

Libby called. She asked
me to check and see

how you were doing
with the baby.

Well, from the look of it,
about as well as you did...

Back in the day.

Son, we have to
find another way.

Somehow,
we do, because...

We're family?

Well, a family's
what you make of it.

Billy, what you're
making is...

Intolerable to you,
I know.

You made that clear.

You made it very clear that you
don't approve of my behaviour.

Honey, all I'm saying
is that every baby cries.

And parents,
well, sometimes, when...

When their nerves
are just shot

and they can't bear
another minute...

I meant my behaviour
with Virginia.

The fact I have sex
with Virginia regularly

with no plans to stop.

You don't
approve of my behaviour

because you're afraid it means
I'll turn into my father.

Well, pressure's off, Mother.
Your fears are realised.

I...I am my father.

You know it.

And now my son
knows it, too.

You know,
the real magic here,

like some dark,
malevolent sleight of hand,

is that I have now
also turned into you.

So...

Now what?

I'm prepared to buy
you a whole new wardrobe

and then we'll have
a three-martini lunch

and then I might even
buy you a car.

He's sound asleep.

You're a magician,
a baby magician.

Or was it Essie
that quieted him?

My mother will go
back to Ohio for good.

So you'll need
to get a nanny.

Essie has...

What happened?

I need Essie.
I depend on her.

It's done.

And it's the last time
we'll speak of it.

I need to go out
for a few hours.

Maybe you can use this,
uh, moment of quiet

to start making calls.

The hired help
should start tomorrow.

Phoebe was thinking of transferring
to Brown Mackie herself.

Ah.

Their school of nursing does
have an impressive reputation.

It would be good for me to get
out of St Louis for a while.

Well, it'd also be
good for you to stay here.

I know, Mom.

You want me to stay and Daddy
is desperate for me to stay.

You both want me to live here
forever until I'm a spinster.

Oh, Vivvy,
that's not fair.

How about I visit often?

That is a beautiful
colour on you.

Maybe I'll even get
you a kitten before I go.

Something to keep
you and Daddy company.

Oh, It's that
basement window.

It's okay.
I'll get it.

Uh, you have to...
You have to make...

You have to hear it latch, and
then you know it's locked.

Oh, God!
Oh, God!

No!

Hold him! Hold him!

Get a knife!
Get a knife!

Hurry! Hurry!

Barton! Hold him.

Barton!

Barton. Breathe!

Breathe, damn it!

To Dr Bill Masters.

May his tenure with us
belong and fruitful

and may he
make us all rich.

Richer.

Oh, well, it does feel like
a new beginning for us.

So thank you.
Thank you both.

Well, it's
a quid pro quo deal,

like everything in life is.

There is not a hospital
in St Louis

that would not want
Bill's formidable skills

along with his clientele.

But he drives
a hard bargain.

It is a shrewd man
that gets a pretzel vendor

to do his dirty work
for him.

Babies can be messy.

I don't know
if I'd call them dirty.

Well, making them
can be plenty dirty.

Douglas, please.
This is not a beer hall.

Yes.

Of course.

So, you were able lo
accommodate Bill's study

in addition
to his obstetrical duties.

Gene Moretti,

the, uh, the man who owns
that pretzel company,

he made a sizeable
donation to the hospital.

With strings attached,

uh, big strings due to your
husband's arm-twisting.

That with the money
comes Bill Masters

and with Bill Masters
comes his study.

Oh, I'm...
I'm so glad it's back.

Uh, will Virginia
be joining you?

I think she's anxious
to get back to the work.

Although these details aren't
interesting to our host.

Oh, they're
interesting to me.

And that just proves what
I've been saying all along.

Libby Masters is a saint.

You, my dear,
are not married to a saint.

You are to keep 100 miles
away from that study.

Join me for a powder?

Kick me under
the table next time.

I just hadn't told
Libby the details.

It all happened so fast.

Well, if I stepped
in it, I apologise.

Officially,
and as department head,

and as the man married
to Attila the Hun over there,

I agreed to sign off
on your sex study

because it came
with the deal.

Unofficially,
I am very interested

in what happens
behind closed doors,

very, very interested.

Bill.
Hello, Margaret.

Uh, forgive me for arriving
on your doorstep unannounced.

I've... I've been trying to reach
Barton for the past few clays.

Uh, right. His schedule has
been complete madness.

I see.

I was hoping
I could see him now?

On the phone,
long distance,

with Stanford
about new specialists.

Right.

Will he be long?
I can wait.

It will be long, yes.

Can I give him a message?

I, um...

Well, I'm starting
a new job...

...tomorrow at
Memorial Hospital.

Just came through.
I just thought I'd, uh...

Of course.

You want to talk
to him about it.

First time you haven't
worked with Barton in...

Nearly 20 years.

My. Has it been...

I will tell him
you came by.

Have a good
evening, Margaret.

Will you stay much longer?

10:00, maybe.

I'll definitely be
out by midnight

Lillian.

You should
take the night off.

What's left of it, anyway.

Do we have glasses?

Mugs.

So you do find this
as funny as I do.

It's not funny.
It's sad, really.

It's a drink, Lillian.

It's supposed to be fun.

Ahh.

It's sad that
no one would ever think

I got a black eye
from a jealous lover.

You didn't think that's what
really happened, did you?

I didn't.

But I am curious.

Do you know why?

Why...

Why you knew it wasn't a man
that got the better of me?

Because I am not reckless.

I have never been reckless.

I am always too
earning. Caring.

I mean, careful.
I am always too careful.

Unless you've been drinking.

Then, apparently,
all bets are off.

No, that's not such
a bad thing, being careful.

So, what do we do now?

Well, I suppose
I should, uh, apologise...

...for showing up on
your doorstep last night.

There's no need, Bill.

Really.

Good.

So...

In terms of
how we proceed...

Well, I'm assuming
that it's not an accident,

our meeting in a hotel
in Alton, Illinois,

a half-hour outside of town.

Freud probably
said it best.

There are no accidents.

Then we're of
the same mind.

I think we are.

And I think it's good
that we clear this up.

Anyway, uh, I imagine
it's a difficult time.

Ethan must be taking
the breakup badly.

He can't understand it.

Well, he will...
When he gets some distance.

I don't think so.

You know, it is a rare man
that could understand

how a woman could
choose work over love.

Is that what you told him?

Why you ended it?

It was the truth.

I assumed
you were listening.

Bill.

We could have an affair.

Millions of people do.

But an affair, it is
a fairly pedestrian thing.

And the story
always ends the same.

Does it?

What we have
between us is

so much more than that,

more than a simple affair.

We have the work.

Yes.

And we've, uh, participated
in the study many times.

But at your apartment, uh...

Something was different.

There were no wires.

And that interests me.

Uh, you know, perhaps there is
an immeasurable, uh, quality,

a psychological component
as you've always insisted,

uh, that can bear directly on the
reactions of the body, physiologically.

I feel there's a whole
separate line of inquiry,

uh, opening up.

And I think it would be a
mistake to, uh, to end it now.

I agree.

But that does bring me
back, uh, to my apology.

I think... I think you
may have misunderstood

what happened between us.

You refer to
this as an affair.

And you've mentioned
the idea of an affair.

Of course we're not
having an affair, Virginia.

We never were.
I'm a happily married man.

So I think, uh, continuing
the work is a good idea

but only if you
understand the terms.

I don't want you to feel
like you've been led on.

I understand.

Good.

May I help you, sir?

Uh, my wife and I would like a...
A room for the night.

I can help you
with that.

And may I get a name?

Holden.

Dr Francis Holden.

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