Masters of Sex (2013–2016): Season 4, Episode 5 - Outliers - full transcript
Johnson and Masters' troubles come to a head as the trial begins with Keller leading the charge. Virginia does her best to revive their career as Bill faces the reality of what the charges could mean for him, Johnson and the practice.
Previously on Masters of Sex...
As soon as the mic picks
up people talking,
the tape recorders in
my office start recording.
I can't imagine any new hire
agreeing to be listened in on.
If we had tape recorders
in this office two months ago,
we wouldn't be staring down
the barrel of criminal charges.
The charges are pandering
and prostitution.
But my job at
Little Brown is on the line
with this new book as well.
You're sure Virginia understood
to bring a date?
She wouldn't have said yes
if she were still mad
about us hiding that we're married.
It's a fucking key party with coats.
Who does this belong to?
- All right!
- Whoo!
If you think that we're going to bed,
you're insane.
I think the damage is done
whether we mess around or not.
I just got back from the doctor.
I'm pregnant.
My girlfriend's parents are in town.
Are you the carpool buddy
or the office colleague?
Next-door neighbor.
I want you to do something for me
for the sole purpose
of giving me pleasure.
Let's not make too much of it.
Let's not make too little.
And bosses shouldn't sleep
with their employees.
It happens.
Maybe he's the guy for you, Virginia.
Oh.
I thought she was
being cagey in her intake,
but Virginia disagrees.
She wants to first rule out
any physiological issues.
Was Virginia like that the other night?
What are you talking about?
I know how much you
like take charge women.
What?
Was she the boss in bed, too?
- Nance, come on.
- I'm curious.
What about the rule? We
don't share specifics.
I think this warrants an
exception, don't you?
The woman's a world renowned sex expert.
Maybe I could, uh,
could learn a thing or two.
Well...
she's an attentive lover.
Attentive...
I can always tell
it's you heading this way.
You walk with purpose.
Did something happen?
Your wife seems to think so.
I'm, uh, "an attentive lover"?
W... where did you hear that?
Does it matter where I heard it, Art?
It was a swingers' party.
She saw us go into a bedroom together
a-and she knows you
stayed till morning.
And yet I vividly remember telling you
that you needed to
be honest with your wife
about what did not happen between us.
She just assumed.
She didn't just assume.
You confirmed it.
She wouldn't think any
less of you, Virginia.
In fact, quite the contrary.
No, it's you that she would
think less of, isn't it,
if we didn't have sex?
Sounds like your problem to deal with
with your wife.
Is this about Bill?
You shared some pretty intimate
truths with me that night.
I-I think it's...
I think it's safe
to assume that the man...
Oh, it's not safe to assume anything.
But something happened
between you and Bill...
A rupture of some sort...
And you're worried if he thinks
you and I slept together...
Are you familiar with the
concept of a stand-off, Art?
Essentially, it's
two people holding guns
at each other's heads.
There may be things
that you think that you know
about my private life, certain
assumptions that you've made,
and there certainly are things
that I know about yours,
things, that if I chose
to tell your wife,
would devastate your marriage.
But I don't want to have to do that.
Besides, you're an asset to the clinic.
We would hate to lose you.
I'll... talk to Nancy.
I'm sitting there in my car, right?
Fifteen minutes
till Sheryl's shift ends.
And all I see is that red neon
sign across the street,
"cocktails."
Start doin' the math.
Is there enough time
for me to knock one back
before Sheryl punches out?
Will she smell the booze?
Then I think how it took me 20 years
to get 20 days of sobriety, and...
seems like it's too much to give up.
Thanks for listening.
Thank you, Jerry.
Tonight, someone in the group
is here for his last meeting.
Congratulations, Bill.
90 meetings in 90 days...
That's no small feat.
Now, traditionally,
before a person leaves us,
they take this time to tell the
group something they've learned
or something they'd like to share.
Good luck... to you all.
Good night and good luck.
You're a regular Edward Morrow.
What was I gonna say?
I never belonged here.
Well, you made that very clear,
sitting there checking your watch,
letting us all know
that we're wasting your time.
I'm sorry. I genuinely am.
I wish I had time to worry
about Jerry and the cocktail bar,
but I got other problems.
Like?
Like a trial that starts tomorrow.
I-I'm not fighting
some parking ticket here.
I'm fighting to preserve my reputation,
my clinic,
all the people I employ there.
I mean, if these
trumped up charges stick...
Trumped up, huh? So, I'm guessing
you had nothing to do
with bringing it on yourself.
Is that right?
Can we not?
I need to win this court case
so I can clear away the mess of my life
and start fresh.
Well, my cab is waiting,
so if you wouldn't mind signing my form.
- Are you married?
- I was married for 26 years.
Now I'm divorced.
Potential Juror number
11, before your divorce,
did you and your husband ever seek
any kind of counseling or therapy?
Yes, we did.
Have you ever heard of the defendants?
Only that they wrote a smutty book.
Your honor, the defense moves
to dismiss Juror number 11
"for cause."
I haven't read the book,
but I did read their excellent paper
on "Sex and the Aging Female" last year.
Your Honor, the prosecution moves
to dismiss potential Juror
number 22 "for cause."
Do you have strong opinions
about people who engage
in sexual activities beyond the
standard missionary position?
How do you feel about a
woman who marries someone
for financial support?
- Do you believe in evolution?
- What is your opinion
of people who have sex
outside of marriage?
If you were the last
hold-out on the jury,
but you believed the defendants
to be innocent...
And if I prove my case
beyond a reasonable doubt...
...would you surrender your beliefs,
or would you hold fast?
...what will your verdict be?
- Guilty.
- Guilty.
Guilty.
We shouldn't have gone with the man
in the sweater
vest... That was a mistake.
How many juries have you picked, Bill?
Because I've picked plenty.
And every time
you tug on my sleeve
or whisper in my ear,
all you do is signal to the courtroom
that you don't trust your lawyer.
I didn't mean to undermine you.
What I don't understand is
why we aren't talking about settling.
If there are no guarantees,
why roll the dice?
Settling makes the most sense.
You want to plead guilty
to sexual deviance?
Because I'm telling you, the prosecution
will stop at nothing short of that,
and that is a plea that will
scare your clients away.
We are in the exact same
position if we lose.
I disagree. A loss won't be a defeat.
It'll only be a temporary setback.
Temporary?
We appeal, again
and again if we have to,
each time to a higher court.
Which could actually be
preferable to an outright win.
A long, drawn-out case?
How is that preferable?
We take it to the national stage.
We defend the cause
of scientific inquiry.
This thing could go all the way.
All the... all the way
to the Supreme Court?
This isn't about some indiscretion
in an exam room.
This is about the right of
scientists to pursue knowledge.
Okay. I'd like to review
your opening statement.
Come on, Bill.
Not to find fault. I
just want to make sure
that you have accurately explained
the precise nature of our work.
If you're gonna argue that we
were acting as scientists,
then you'd better
have the science right.
I'm still drafting it.
Understood. Um...
Excuse me.
Good of her to come. Always helpful
to have the supportive wife
sitting in the gallery.
On the way to being ex-wife.
Let's hope the jury doesn't
find out she filed for divorce.
Well, I hear they put that on hold.
I gather there's been
some kind of... thaw.
I'll see you tomorrow, bright and early.
The husband's a real philanderer,
and the wife's dyspareunia presents
as almost completely psychosomatic.
It did not begin until she
discovered her husband...
T-there's... something,
b-before we go up there,
that I need to tell you.
W...
What is it?
I get the feeling
someone's been listening in
on our conversations.
What do you mean?
A-a few of the things I've said to you
behind closed doors
have... been repeated back to me.
By whom?
Virginia.
What? What kinds of things?
What have we said
that would concern her?
She... you know,
just seemed aware of some
discussions we've had
about clients, assessments,
things she couldn't have known
unless someone had overheard.
I... What, Betty? Lester?
You think they're listening?
All I'm saying is we should be aware.
Of what? That we're...
we're working in an environment
where two people... Two colleagues...
Cannot confer in private?
You're okay with that?
Just... just forget it.
I didn't say this to get you worked up.
I will not forget it.
I'm gonna find out what's going on.
This isn't the Soviet Union.
Mom, come on! You're gonna miss it.
Why does she take so long?
You know how she is with the curlers
and the tweezers and the lotions.
The boat's leaving now.
If the boat's leaving
now, why am I hurrying?
Because our future's written
in pencil, not in ink, Ma.
Are you sure you don't
want us to stay home?
No. I want you to leave and have fun.
You've done too much already.
Oh, uh... hi!
Uh...
Excuse me, um...
I didn't know.
Hello?
Mom, Dad, you know Betty.
Betty lives down the hall.
I water the plants when she's away.
But you're not away.
I got mixed up. I thought that...
you were going to visit your parents.
Oh, no. Yeah, no, I...
Uh, they came to visit me, so...
But they're, uh, going on a
gambling cruise this morning.
Yes.
That... sounds fun.
Yes.
Well, um, it was nice to meet you.
- Nice to meet you too.
- Nice to meet you.
Yes. We can confirm
the 2:00 appointment.
Great. Thank you very much.
Bye.
Good morning.
I, uh, spotted some backlogged
dictations,
so I've been transcribing them.
Uh, here is the updated Devlin
file for this afternoon.
Thank you.
Dr. Virginia, before you go...
I've been reading your book
looking over the files.
There is a revolution going on here.
The problems that you treat,
the way that you treat them
without mocking or judgment...
I have to say...
Please let me say...
I could not be prouder
to be here helping you.
Thank you for giving me this job.
Uh, well, thank you.
Oh! Duty calls.
Reproductive Biology
Research Foundation.
Uh, have you looked into Guy?
Ghee?
The guy that you hired.
His name is Ghee,
and yes, I've called his references.
They all gave glowing reviews.
But have you done a background check?
I want to make sure that we know
everything we need to know about him,
why he's so keen to be working here.
You don't think that's a tad paranoid?
Betty, we're in the middle
of a criminal trial,
thanks to our last eager recruit.
Fine. I'll do more digging.
In the meantime...
The outline for the new book.
May it rest in peace.
The note says Little Brown
is returning the material
since they've passed on publishing.
Call Bob Drag at Little Brown.
Make an appointment for this afternoon.
- In New York?
- Book two plane tickets.
And don't let Drag make any excuses.
Tell him Bill and I are
only in town for a few hours.
Oh, God, I hope Keller's a better lawyer
than he is a speller.
Little Brown has dropped us.
Well, they dropped us weeks ago
when we didn't show up
for the press conference.
I mean officially.
They've sent back the outline
and sample chapters.
Oh. That's very considerate of them.
They could've just
thrown them in the trash.
Bill, I don't think that we should wait
for the court case to be resolved
before trying to revive Little Brown's
interest in the book.
Why not reinvest them now?
That way they can capitalize
on any publicity that the case garners.
- I'm sorry. Now?
- If we wait for a verdict
and it's unfavorable,
we'll look like we're scrambling.
Before a verdict, we can
better position ourselves.
Fine. So call Bob Drag
and tell him we have
a world-class attorney
who apparently never learned
"I before E except after C,"
and tell him that, one way or another,
we will emerge victorious.
I say that we do one better
and we go to New York
and we tell him that in person.
But we... we're in
the middle of a trial.
And besides, the publisher
is your purview.
Yes, but we'll make a much better case
that Masters & Johnson are back on track
if both Masters and Johnson
are in that room.
Together.
I've already asked Betty
to book the first flight.
You just... assumed I'd go?
I... hoped.
There... there's no way. I
have to review this statement,
and, uh, I'm working
on a list of questions
for the prosecution's witnesses.
You really don't think that
Keller's got that covered?
What if he doesn't?
You know, he may have dazzled
you with his Supreme Court talk,
but... you know,
appeal could take years.
This has been hanging
over my head long enough.
A win would mean a fresh start.
Fresh start? That's what you want?
- Mm-hm. - Seems to
me that you've been
backsliding, more than anything.
The other morning when I
dropped off Libby's coat,
it seemed that you and she... You two...
Libby and I are considering reconciling.
Well, that's... curious.
Can I ask why? What's changed?
Why would things be different
between the two of you now?
Well, we're gonna work
to make things different.
Do you remember what you said to me
when I was considering getting
back together with George?
You asked me why I would want
to make the same mistake twice.
And you were right.
There was nothing between us
but a familiar old pattern.
Trust me, Bill.
Falling into old patterns...
can be dangerous.
Dangerous.
You want a fresh start?
Then come to New York.
We can... both reinvest
in what has always given
us the most satisfaction...
The work.
I'm gonna put my focus
where it belongs, on...
On the court case.
But I think you're right.
You... you should focus on
reviving interest in the book.
And I'm sure you'll be
up to that task without me.
I don't need prepping,
because I'm not testifying.
And I'm not so stupid
that I would reveal
Bill's and my situation.
He's the father of my children.
I don't want him to end up in jail.
All right. But the press will accost you
on the courthouse steps,
try to get you to say things.
You can't hide from the cameras.
They'd rather catch you running
away than standing still.
I have no intention of
running, Mr. Keller.
I seem to remember a party
where I was left holding a plaid cape.
Are we through, then?
Not quite.
So, some reporter focuses a
camera on your gorgeous face:
"Mrs. Masters, your husband is charged
with pandering and prostitution."
What do you say?
This case was trumped up
by an overzealous prosecution
bent on destroying my husband's
years of scientific work.
I am very proud of what
my husband has accomplished
and of his contributions to science.
- Oh, my goodness.
- You know,
I'm beginning to believe
this whole thing
was just an excuse to make
me sit down with you.
And my fancy footwork in the
courtroom didn't impress you?
- I could see you watching me.
- We are done here.
How about a drink? Come on.
It's five o'clock somewhere.
I know a great little jazz club
just a couple blocks away.
What do you say?
I'm very proud of my husband's
accomplishments
and his contribution to science.
He's definitely the spy. He's the one
that took the photo of us
and showed it to Bill.
Yeah, but not before
he showed it to you,
which means he's not a snitch.
Well, we'll see what he says
when we confront him.
Reproductive Biology
Research Foundation.
Lester?
Yes, and who am I speaking with?
Okay, he's not here. Let's come back.
Lester?
Look at this.
No, I'm sorry. The whole
morning is completely full.
But I can give you a noon appointment.
That's the earliest that I have.
Or we could try for the next day.
I have a, uh, 2:30.
They've got the whole place wired.
Labeled and
organized by room, date, time.
Why? If they were taping us to train us,
wouldn't they tell us?
It's like they want
to catch us at something.
You might expect this
if there'd been complaints
or if we'd been
foisted upon her by a superior.
You think Virginia is behind this?
God, to think how many offers I had...
Boston Lying-In, UCLA,
Columbia Presbyterian.
I gave them all up to be treated
like an untrustworthy
incompetent by a woman
- who isn't even a doctor!
- Shh, shh.
We cannot stay here, Art.
How will it look to a potential employer
if we jump ship not even two months in?
I don't care how it looks.
I'm surprised that you do.
Or maybe I'm not. You spent
the night together.
She's worked her many charms on you.
Look. I'm just trying to imagine
things from their point of view.
I think they're letting us in
on a process that, until now,
has only involved the two of them...
That's gotta be difficult.
If it doesn't get better, we leave.
Okay.
Mr. Drag?
How was your flight?
Uneventful. There was some turbulence...
I wasn't really asking.
I was being what we call "polite."
It's a concept that may be
somewhat foreign to you, Mrs. Johnson.
You see, showing up at
my office like this
after I made it
absolutely clear to your secretary
that I wasn't available this afternoon
would be what we call "impolite."
I understand.
Though I worried that it
would be more impolite
to not at least stop by
and say hello when I was
just around the corner
meeting with Simon & Schuster.
They're so excited about
Human Sexual Inadequacy.
The keep saying it's
gonna be another best-seller.
Did you meet with Mr.
Simon or Mr. Schuster?
Bob Simon has been dead for ten years,
but nice try.
The point is Bill and I
are very loyal to you,
especially after everything
we put you through in St. Louis.
Don't. The two of you
have been nothing but trouble,
and the last thing I need is trouble.
Did you change offices?
Didn't your office used to be upstairs?
Excuse me, please. I'm
gonna be late for a launch party.
Oh, well, why don't we
meet up after the party?
I haven't even begun to tell you
about the new work we're doing:
fetishes, deviance.
We treated a man a couple of weeks ago
with a predilection
for his wife's high heels.
- Wearing them?
- Copulating with them.
He'll make a compelling
case study for the new book.
What?
Too bad you're wearing that.
I'd take you to the party,
but it's black tie.
Isn't Saks just around the corner?
How'd it go?
Well, I think they're
all down for the count.
And Johnny snores now,
which is kind of odd.
Uh... what are you doing?
A woman in my group gives them away
in exchange for frozen casseroles.
She hates to cook.
Want some?
No.
I'll take a drink, though,
if you're pouring.
I noticed on Saturday
that the back porch light was out.
I thought I'd fix it.
Fixed it myself.
You found the right screwdriver?
I'm not helpless, Bill.
Uh...
what about the disposal?
It's fine.
Bill, if there's anything broken,
I will let you know.
- Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.
How about us?
Can I fix us?
Those, uh, three wishes of
yours were a good start.
Don't you think?
Maybe you could
think of a few more items
to add to the list,
and I could check them off one by one.
Hmm.
Seemed to work the other night.
I think the other night is proof
that neither of us quite knows
how a separation works.
Is that a bad thing?
I guess not.
We're just in uncharted waters.
- So, these, um...
- these uncharted waters...
Is there any chance of
what happened the
other night happening again?
Or...
we could experiment a little.
What we did the other night...
I gather that there's a way
that we can do it to each other
at the same time.
I believe there's even
a number for it.
I cannot apologize enough
for what happened in St. Louis.
The way Bill and I left you hanging
with all those reporters.
It was just, well...
Don't make me relive it.
Well, the good news is
we're back on our feet,
and we're days away from having
this whole trial business behind us.
A white wine, please,
and for the lady...
A white wine as well.
Our lawyer, Bram Keller...
He thinks that this trial could
be as important as Scopes.
Didn't Scopes lose?
He did. Yes. But we won't.
And even if we do, Keller
assures us that any outcome
works to our advantage.
If we win, great. If we lose, we appeal.
We become a cause celeb.
- Hello, Arnold.
- Bob.
Arnold, I'd like to introduce
you to Virginia Johnson,
of Masters & Johnson.
Arnold Ketterman.
Arnold runs things around here.
Oh, it's a real pleasure.
Virginia and I go way back.
Is that right?
'Scuse me.
What was that?
What?
Another white wine, pronto.
I believe what we just did...
violates section 1-1, subsection 010,
of the Missouri criminal code.
Don't worry. I won't
bring it up in court.
In court?
Keller's not gonna put
you on the stand, is he?
Section 546, subsection 260,
of the Missouri Revised Statutes:
"a wife cannot be forced to
testify against her husband."
How are you smoking that stuff
and still managing to recite legal code?
You tell me.
- Here. Try it.
- No. I'm fine.
Oh, come on, Bill.
You're a research scientist.
Aren't you a little bit curious?
All right. One puff.
I believe they call it a hit.
Do they?
Oh!
God, it smells like a wrestling mat.
- Ohh... this bed is great.
- Mm.
When did you get it?
There was a Sears across the
street from the Salvation Army.
I went there right after I
gave away all your clothes.
The woman there didn't even blink,
she'd seen it so many times.
Well, you were right to do it.
- The clothes?
- No, the bed.
It's great.
Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!
Ah.
So, come on. What else should
we have done differently, Lib?
- Hon...
- Oh, the sex. I know.
I know. But what else besides that?
Come on, Bill. We're having a nice time.
Let's not drudge up
the list of grievances.
Well, now's your chance.
I can't promise I'll always
be this open to hearing them.
Fine. Fine.
We should've had friends.
- We had friends.
- No. Real friends.
Not just Virginia.
You know, other couples
and... and neighbors.
We should've had dinner
parties and played music,
played charades.
Three words.
First word.
You.
Mm. Second word.
Sounds like.
Eat.
Sounds like "eat."
Back. Eat back.
Past tense.
Ate. Sounds like "ate"!
Rate. Mate. Hate.
Hate. You hate...
I hate charades.
No, you're right. You're right.
I should've tried harder
to meet new people.
I never enjoyed it.
I don't understand that.
Well...
I don't know, I...
I'm always afraid people won't like me.
- Why?
- Because...
people don't like me.
Oh, we should've had more fun.
We should've travelled more.
We travelled.
Oh, not just to medical conventions.
We should've taken the
kids to Disneyland.
You wanted to go to Disneyland?
Why didn't you say?
Bill Masters on the spinning teacups?
Isn't that what we just did?
Mmm, I believe they also have a ride
called the Carousel of Progress.
- Progress?
- Mm.
Sounds about right.
You want to go around again?
Mommy.
Honey, did you have a bad dream?
I'm so sorry. Let's go get you
a snack and tell a story.
What was it? The monsters again?
- Yeah.
- Aww.
The whole novel is narrated
by a guy who's being held captive
on a planet called Tralfamadore.
- Ah.
- He's on exhibit
in some kind of alien zoo
where aliens come to study him.
He's this crazy, traumatized ex-soldier
Slaughterhouse-Five, you say?
I will make sure to pick up a copy.
Will you excuse us just for a moment?
Bob, if this is your way of saying
that I need to sleep with you
to get the book published...
Oh, please. I have no interest
in sleeping with you.
Well, you are certainly
behaving like you do.
You're the one that wanted to come.
I wanted to talk about
the sexual inadequacy book,
not act it out.
So you've done your talking.
Go ahead. Leave.
Why are you doing this, Bob?
Perhaps I should just talk to your boss.
Mr. Ketterman, was it?
Because I have a feeling
this little performance
was intended for him.
Don't. You can see
what kind of man he is.
Golf games, fishing trips, hunting.
For some reason, he's
gotten it into his head
that I don't pass muster.
The small office, no secretary...
he's demoted you.
Didn't give me the new Norman Mailer,
which just about broke my heart.
Now I write titillating ad
copy for Jacqueline Suzanne.
- I see.
- It can't be a coincidence
that it happened right after my
fianc?e called off our wedding.
I-I'm so sorry to hear that.
I know what Ketterman thinks,
what all of them think.
And I can tell you it's not true.
Either way, Bob,
groping me is not the solution.
This was a bad idea
coming here with me tonight.
Wait. Wait.
Are you familiar with the Latin
phrase, "quid pro quo"?
I'll be honest with you.
I need to take this book
deal back to Bill.
A lot depends on it.
So that's the quid.
What's the quo?
Mm-mm.
Have a little.
You know if you
don't eat them, I'm gonna.
Ever since these contractions started,
I feel like the Hindenburg.
You're having contractions?
Why didn't you tell me?
It started this morning. My mother said
it's nothing to worry about.
Your mom, Edith Schiff, MD?
I called Barton too.
He said the same thing.
You should have told me.
Well, you're never around.
And don't say you wish you were. I know.
My mom has been helpful.
She... she...
filled our freezer with food.
And you should see the nursery.
My dad painted it. It's perfect.
I'm glad they're being useful.
They've been here long enough.
Have they booked
their train tickets home?
Well, that's the thing, Bets, um...
I just don't know
how to ask them to leave
before the baby comes.
You use words.
"I want to do this on my
own." That's all you say.
They'll never believe that.
Nobody wants to
have a baby on their own.
You'll make them believe it
or you'll call them and say
that the World Book salesman is coming
and he's being surprisingly supportive.
I don't care what you say.
Just say something.
But I want them to stay.
Oh, God.
Just for a few days. Just
until the baby comes home.
Until it's not a few days.
Until it's a few weeks.
Try to understand, Bets.
You understand.
If I am not at that baby's birth,
then I am gonna be the neighbor
in this baby's life forever...
At his birthday parties,
his piano recitals,
every time your parents are around.
And what about when
he's older? When he can talk?
Are you gonna ask him
to lie about me then?
You have to tell them the truth.
What? That I'm in love...
That I'm in love with a woman?
I can't do that.
It'll surprise 'em.
It might even shock 'em.
But, Hel, they seem like nice people.
It might be okay.
I know them. I know how this story ends.
It ends with me never
seeing them again, and...
And you can't ask me
to never see them again.
Thank you.
I'm glad to catch you alone, Arnold.
I was hoping for a chance
to speak candidly with you.
Uh, I'm sorry. I promised
Updike his gin.
Dr. Masters and I have had a bit
of a situation with Bob Drag.
As you know, our first book,
it was a best-seller,
created a huge
following... So huge, in fact,
Hugh Hefner has just
come on board as an investor...
Mrs. Johnson, is this a...
Is this a sales pitch?
No, no. This is about...
This is about Drag.
I fear that he may have
poisoned the well
here at Little Brown.
Well, it seems to me that you
two did that to yourselves.
Didn't you?
The lawsuit?
No. Bob should have made it
clear that that would have
absolutely no
negative impact on the book.
Bram Keller has taken the case,
and he thinks it could go all
the way to the Supreme court.
We're gonna be on the front page
of every newspaper in the country.
That's free publicity for a book
that you could be publishing
if it weren't for Drag.
Bob Drag is barely hanging on here.
He wouldn't purposely tank a winner.
But he did,
and for the most bizarre, petty reason.
If you even knew the details...
You going to tell me?
I would really rather not.
You're wasting my time.
Okay. All right. I'll tell you.
But you have to promise
to keep it to yourself.
We let Bob participate in
the first round of research
for Human Sexual Response.
Now, before you say anything,
I know it was a conflict of interest.
We shouldn't of done it.
But he was so eager, adamant.
We couldn't say no.
So, you can imagine his fury
when we couldn't include
his data or his case study.
Because he's light in the loafers?
Hardly.
You saw the way that
he was pawing me tonight.
His sexual stamina is off the charts.
Refractory period non-existent.
Including him would've
completely skewed our data.
No wonder his fianc?e left him.
Poor girl couldn't keep up.
Bob Drag is one long and large erection.
I don't think he
even saw you. Thank God.
Why would it be so bad if he did see me?
You know, nothing would
make the kids happier
than if we were back together.
Oh, Bill, please.
We could be a family again.
You know how I said we were
in uncharted waters?
- Mm-hmm.
- Yeah, well,
here's the most amazing
thing about them for me.
For years, I have been afraid
to tell you about the things I've known
because I was afraid you would leave me.
But... I'm not afraid anymore.
You've left me, and I'm fine.
I'm better than fine.
So, you know how to go it alone.
Doesn't mean you have to go it alone.
But there are other reasons why
we shouldn't be together, Bill,
reasons that I am no
longer afraid to say.
Okay.
So, tell me.
I want to know.
Remember that first spring
that you were in med school?
I made all those flashcards
for your exams
because it seemed like something
that a wife would do,
and I had reason to believe
I might someday be your wife.
Ruth, my roommate, told me that
you'd asked for my ring size.
But then you called
and you said you were
going away for the summer.
I knew that it was another girl.
That was the only explanation
for why I didn't
hear from you all summer.
And, uh, I've seen the photographs
tucked away in the box in your closet...
you waterskiing
with Dody on your shoulders.
The two of you
about to take off together
in her brother's plane.
And then at the end of the
summer, she broke your heart,
and you came back to me.
Well, because I-I realized
that you were better for me.
Because you realized
that I wasn't going to
hurt you like that.
Because I couldn't.
Because you didn't love me.
I loved you very much.
Yes. Yes.
But not in that way.
Not in the way that makes you want
to take off together in a plane.
It's the same way
that you love Virginia.
Come on, Bill.
When the two of you are together,
it's like you're...
you're in this bubble.
It's like you... you speak
some secret language
only the two of you can understand.
But we hurt each other, Lib.
Not as much as you
make each other happy.
Bill,
why have we endured all this pain,
all this suffering
if not for the two of
you to end up together?
You belong together, Bill.
And I belong with someone
who makes me feel that way.
Oh, Dr. Bill.
Sorry. I-I was just, um,
I was just freshening up.
Are you living here?
Flopping. Temporarily.
Until I get enough money to
find something more permanent.
This is not a shelter, Guy.
This is a place of business.
Look, we...
we've had this trouble
before. I'm... I'm sorry.
I'm gonna have to ask
you to... pack your bag and go.
You firing me?
Yes.
Just like that?
No... warning? No shot over the bow?
It's just goodbye?
Let's not make this any more
dramatic than it has to be.
I'm sure you'll find other work.
Not this kind of work.
I mean, not in this kind of place.
Is this about the background check?
Betty told me that Dr.
Virginia asked for a background check,
so I figured you knew
about everything that happened
over there...
in that beautiful little jungle
paradise called Vietnam.
You were a soldier.
And after four months
of exemplary service,
I was dishonorably discharged
six weeks ago.
I'm sure from all
the clients you see here,
you can guess why.
We treat dysfunction here, Guy.
Homosexuality is not a dysfunction.
Heh. Tell that to the Army.
And my poor father.
We've been at each other's
throats ever since I got back.
He told all the neighbors
that I got shot in the arm.
Even got me a little sling to
wear for whenever I go outside,
'cause he's petrified
that his pals at the Elks Lodge
are gonna find out that I got sent home
for giving another private a blowjob.
All right. I...
I can't let you live here, but...
I'll ask Betty if she'll
advance you some money
from your first paycheck
so you can find yourself a rental.
Should I get that?
- Yes.
- Oh...
I'm gonna be late for court.
- Good morning, St.
-35 a.m.,
and here's a quick look
at today's weather.
Current temperature is 64 degrees...
Bill.
Glad I caught you.
The prosecution's sent
over a new witness list.
There's a name on it I don't recognize.
They can do that? Just
introduce a new witness?
Yeah, trial by ambush,
but yes, they can.
I need to know what
the witness is gonna say.
Uh... here it is.
Eliot Laskin.
Hmm? Bachelor.
Lives in an apartment in Rock Hill,
works at the Shawnee Country Club,
before that as a bellhop
at the Park Chancery Hotel...
The Park Chancery?
He... he's got
nothing to do with this case.
Prosecution thinks he does.
Well, believe me. He doesn't.
You know him?
They're trying to
bring up my private life to...
somehow impugn my credibility.
Solid tactic. Your credibility
is fair game.
I'm your attorney, Bill.
You got to tell me
what we're up against here.
Okay, they're gonna call him to testify
that, for the last ten years,
Virginia Johnson and I have been...
meeting at the Park Chancery.
Meeting?
Ah, meeting.
Okay, well, adultery is against the law,
so they plan on
portraying you as a criminal.
For committing a crime
that hasn't been prosecuted
in 100 years?
If they want to bring this in,
it's going to get in.
Look, it'll be worse
for her than it is for you.
Adultery sticks to a
woman more than a man.
You're a doctor who works long
hours with a gorgeous woman.
You study sex together.
Of course you dabbled.
No one will blame you.
You know, it'll
forever be what people think of
when they hear Masters and Johnson.
We won't be the dispassionate
scientists,
studying a cause for the greater good.
We'll be cheaters,
our sexual behavior
informing our results.
It'll be on the court record.
It'll be in the press.
Hell, in... In my obituary.
I can't distance myself
from her professionally.
Nor would I want to.
Our partnership has yielded good work,
and hopefully with more to come.
But our...
But our affair...
was a mistake.
And I can't allow
evidence of that mistake
to be following me around
for the rest of my life.
I think we should take a plea.
I told you, Bill, a plea
is the one avenue
that leads to certain defeat.
There'll be no appeal, no glory.
But it'll be done.
Even if I did pursue one,
there's no way
Virginia would get on board.
I sold her on staying the course.
You saw her eyes light up
when I said "Supreme Court."
I need to put this behind me.
There's nothing in my book.
There's... there's
no appointments at all.
I-I was told by Dr.
Masters to clear the whole day.
I spoke on the telephone
with Mrs. Johnson,
and she personally confirmed
these dates with me.
- You're sure, Harriet?
- Of course I'm sure.
And I am sure that you're right,
but Mrs. Johnson didn't tell me.
Can I help with something?
There's been a terrible mix-up.
I'm sorry.
Dr. Masters and Mrs. Johnson
are unreachable today.
The Clavermores have
travelled all the way from Philadelphia.
Clavermore. Of course.
I thought I recognized you.
Didn't Time magazine call you
"The Man Who Fights Fire"?
Mr. Clavermore
runs the largest
asbestos manufacturing plant
I think in North America.
And you must be Mrs. Clavermore.
- I'm Dr. Leveau.
- Well...
I, uh, I work very closely
with both Dr. Masters and Mrs. Johnson.
I can assure you if they were here,
ooh, they'd be mortified
by what's happened.
Happily, I think I can
provide a solution.
Why don't I begin your intake?
Helen?
Hel?
Hey.
Hey. What's wrong?
I did what you said. I...
I told them the truth about...
myself, and...
you, and the baby.
Oh, honey.
What did... what did they say?
Nothing.
They just packed their stuff and left.
I couldn't stop them.
And I've been calling
and calling, and...
it just rings and rings.
They...
they must have pulled
the c-cord out of the w-wall.
I keep thinking about
this dollhouse I used to have
when I was ten.
Three stories. My dad made it.
So many rooms, and...
I'd lie on my stomach with my dolls...
The father and the mother
and the daughter...
And I'd put them in different rooms
and make up things that
they'd say to each other.
And I knew...
that I was never gonna live
in a house like that...
...or have a family like that family.
My family will always be
my own mother and father.
And now... now...
And me.
Me.
And you.
And this baby.
We're your family.
And... and we're gonna
take care of each other.
Yeah.
All rise.
I'm so sorry.
I came straight from the airport.
Good news, Bill.
- I need to talk to you.
- I need to talk to you.
Bob Drag is back on the book.
And I talked to the head of publishing.
They are putting it
on the priority list.
Bailiff, call the jury in, please.
Your Honor...
What is it, Dr. Masters?
I would be willing to discuss a plea
if the prosecution would be willing
to drop the charges
against Mrs. Johnson.
Your Honor, may we discuss this?
My entire negotiation
with Little Brown was based
on the fact that we would
fight these charges
and not plead guilty.
Listen to her, Bill. I still
believe we can win.
Can you give us a moment?
I thought about it, and you were right.
We shouldn't roll the dice.
The book, Bill. Our reputations.
Our reputations are gonna be tainted.
Only if we plead...
Eliot Laskin,
the bellhop from
the Park Chancery Hotel,
is gonna testify.
Keller's made it clear
it's gonna be much worse for you
than it is for me.
Do you really want
all the work you've done,
everything you've achieved,
to be thrown into question?
Now, like you said many times,
the surrogacy program was my idea.
It was my mistake,
and now I'm gonna make it right.
Judge is waiting.
Your Honor, the prosecution will dismiss
the charges against Mrs. Johnson
if Dr. Masters will
agree to plead guilty
to the charge of sexual deviance
and to pay a fine of $500.
Your Honor, I will
plead guilty to the charge.
You're a public figure, Dr. Masters,
so I must point out
that if you accept this plea,
you will be required
to go into that courtroom
and stand in front
of a jury and the press,
and admit to being a sexual deviant.
Sexual deviant.
I'm a scientist who's spent
decades of my life
researching sex.
Even I don't know what that means.
How can something deviate
when there is no norm?
No two humans would...
paint the same painting
or write the same poem
or compose the same opera,
so why would we expect two humans
to express their sexuality
in the same way?
In fact, if there is one thing
the years of research has taught us,
it's that no being's sexual response
is formed on an assembly line.
There is no shape... it must take.
It's as particular
and individualistic as...
a kiss.
And where there is
such infinite variety,
there's no norm.
There's only deviation.
Your honor, I am willing to plead guilty
to sexual deviance,
because I am a sexual deviant,
because we are all sexual deviants.
Go out there and say that to the jury.
We can still win in the
court of public opinion.
The charge is sexual deviance.
How do you plead, sir?
Your honor, I ask you:
how can something deviate
when there is no normal...
I'm gonna stop you
right there, Dr. Masters.
There will be no oration
in my courtroom.
The charge is sexual deviance.
How do you plead?
Guilty.
I thought you were a
man who liked winning.
And yet, your client just
pleaded to sexual deviance.
It was not my idea. Believe me.
It was his entirely.
But why?
I don't understand. It's...
It's not like Bill not to fight.
A witness was gonna come forward.
Things were gonna be said
that would've been bad for Bill,
bad for Virginia, and...
and it would have been entirely
embarrassing to you.
Well,
I do want to put all of that behind me.
So does your husband.
Ex-husband.
Well, that right there...
That's a fresh start.
What is your position on marijuana?
Firm represented LeMar.
They're marijuana activists
based in Washington.
So I say legalize the plant.
And oral sex?
Um, legalize that too.
I'm a huge proponent.
Why are you asking?
What about marriage?
I've had three,
each one more acrimonious than the last.
I don't plan to ever
stand at the altar again.
What about dinner?
My favorite meal of the day.
I mean how would you like
to take me to dinner?
Yes, please.
There are 50 reporters
from every newspaper
and television station in the country.
Now is your chance to do your speech.
- Bill...
- Please, don't.
No. I have to. I have to say thank you
for what you did for me,
for the sacrifice that you made.
- It wasn't a sacrifice.
- Bill...
It wasn't. I did not do this for you
or Libby or anyone else.
I did it for myself.
And I'm sorry if it's
ruined things for the book.
I... I care about the book, of course,
and I care about all of the work,
but I care more about the two of us.
I know that you've
always tried to protect me.
You put my name on the study
so that I would get credit.
And now you sacrifice your reputation
so I don't get the blame.
I know what you did, Bill,
and I know why you did it.
We have been through... a lot,
the two of us.
But now, finally,
we are back where we belong.
Together.
What do you... What
do you mean, "together"?
I mean I...
I want us to be together.
I'm grateful for the opportunity
to speak to you today.
I thought there was nothing
for me in this program,
because, well, I'm not an alcoholic.
But I've come to realize that, uh,
I am an addict... of sorts.
Some of you, all it takes is
a flashing neon sign for cocktails.
For me, well, I can pass
that same sign a thousand times
and never even notice it.
For me, it's...
it's something else.
It's a passing glance.
Fingers brushing against my shoulder.
The linger of perfume when
she's already left the room.
Her hand in mine.
In an instant, I'm r...
I'm ready to give everything up.
I'm... I... I'm
prepared to throw it all away.
My work,
my pride...
...my self-respect.
I'm Bill,
and I'm here to ask for your help.
As soon as the mic picks
up people talking,
the tape recorders in
my office start recording.
I can't imagine any new hire
agreeing to be listened in on.
If we had tape recorders
in this office two months ago,
we wouldn't be staring down
the barrel of criminal charges.
The charges are pandering
and prostitution.
But my job at
Little Brown is on the line
with this new book as well.
You're sure Virginia understood
to bring a date?
She wouldn't have said yes
if she were still mad
about us hiding that we're married.
It's a fucking key party with coats.
Who does this belong to?
- All right!
- Whoo!
If you think that we're going to bed,
you're insane.
I think the damage is done
whether we mess around or not.
I just got back from the doctor.
I'm pregnant.
My girlfriend's parents are in town.
Are you the carpool buddy
or the office colleague?
Next-door neighbor.
I want you to do something for me
for the sole purpose
of giving me pleasure.
Let's not make too much of it.
Let's not make too little.
And bosses shouldn't sleep
with their employees.
It happens.
Maybe he's the guy for you, Virginia.
Oh.
I thought she was
being cagey in her intake,
but Virginia disagrees.
She wants to first rule out
any physiological issues.
Was Virginia like that the other night?
What are you talking about?
I know how much you
like take charge women.
What?
Was she the boss in bed, too?
- Nance, come on.
- I'm curious.
What about the rule? We
don't share specifics.
I think this warrants an
exception, don't you?
The woman's a world renowned sex expert.
Maybe I could, uh,
could learn a thing or two.
Well...
she's an attentive lover.
Attentive...
I can always tell
it's you heading this way.
You walk with purpose.
Did something happen?
Your wife seems to think so.
I'm, uh, "an attentive lover"?
W... where did you hear that?
Does it matter where I heard it, Art?
It was a swingers' party.
She saw us go into a bedroom together
a-and she knows you
stayed till morning.
And yet I vividly remember telling you
that you needed to
be honest with your wife
about what did not happen between us.
She just assumed.
She didn't just assume.
You confirmed it.
She wouldn't think any
less of you, Virginia.
In fact, quite the contrary.
No, it's you that she would
think less of, isn't it,
if we didn't have sex?
Sounds like your problem to deal with
with your wife.
Is this about Bill?
You shared some pretty intimate
truths with me that night.
I-I think it's...
I think it's safe
to assume that the man...
Oh, it's not safe to assume anything.
But something happened
between you and Bill...
A rupture of some sort...
And you're worried if he thinks
you and I slept together...
Are you familiar with the
concept of a stand-off, Art?
Essentially, it's
two people holding guns
at each other's heads.
There may be things
that you think that you know
about my private life, certain
assumptions that you've made,
and there certainly are things
that I know about yours,
things, that if I chose
to tell your wife,
would devastate your marriage.
But I don't want to have to do that.
Besides, you're an asset to the clinic.
We would hate to lose you.
I'll... talk to Nancy.
I'm sitting there in my car, right?
Fifteen minutes
till Sheryl's shift ends.
And all I see is that red neon
sign across the street,
"cocktails."
Start doin' the math.
Is there enough time
for me to knock one back
before Sheryl punches out?
Will she smell the booze?
Then I think how it took me 20 years
to get 20 days of sobriety, and...
seems like it's too much to give up.
Thanks for listening.
Thank you, Jerry.
Tonight, someone in the group
is here for his last meeting.
Congratulations, Bill.
90 meetings in 90 days...
That's no small feat.
Now, traditionally,
before a person leaves us,
they take this time to tell the
group something they've learned
or something they'd like to share.
Good luck... to you all.
Good night and good luck.
You're a regular Edward Morrow.
What was I gonna say?
I never belonged here.
Well, you made that very clear,
sitting there checking your watch,
letting us all know
that we're wasting your time.
I'm sorry. I genuinely am.
I wish I had time to worry
about Jerry and the cocktail bar,
but I got other problems.
Like?
Like a trial that starts tomorrow.
I-I'm not fighting
some parking ticket here.
I'm fighting to preserve my reputation,
my clinic,
all the people I employ there.
I mean, if these
trumped up charges stick...
Trumped up, huh? So, I'm guessing
you had nothing to do
with bringing it on yourself.
Is that right?
Can we not?
I need to win this court case
so I can clear away the mess of my life
and start fresh.
Well, my cab is waiting,
so if you wouldn't mind signing my form.
- Are you married?
- I was married for 26 years.
Now I'm divorced.
Potential Juror number
11, before your divorce,
did you and your husband ever seek
any kind of counseling or therapy?
Yes, we did.
Have you ever heard of the defendants?
Only that they wrote a smutty book.
Your honor, the defense moves
to dismiss Juror number 11
"for cause."
I haven't read the book,
but I did read their excellent paper
on "Sex and the Aging Female" last year.
Your Honor, the prosecution moves
to dismiss potential Juror
number 22 "for cause."
Do you have strong opinions
about people who engage
in sexual activities beyond the
standard missionary position?
How do you feel about a
woman who marries someone
for financial support?
- Do you believe in evolution?
- What is your opinion
of people who have sex
outside of marriage?
If you were the last
hold-out on the jury,
but you believed the defendants
to be innocent...
And if I prove my case
beyond a reasonable doubt...
...would you surrender your beliefs,
or would you hold fast?
...what will your verdict be?
- Guilty.
- Guilty.
Guilty.
We shouldn't have gone with the man
in the sweater
vest... That was a mistake.
How many juries have you picked, Bill?
Because I've picked plenty.
And every time
you tug on my sleeve
or whisper in my ear,
all you do is signal to the courtroom
that you don't trust your lawyer.
I didn't mean to undermine you.
What I don't understand is
why we aren't talking about settling.
If there are no guarantees,
why roll the dice?
Settling makes the most sense.
You want to plead guilty
to sexual deviance?
Because I'm telling you, the prosecution
will stop at nothing short of that,
and that is a plea that will
scare your clients away.
We are in the exact same
position if we lose.
I disagree. A loss won't be a defeat.
It'll only be a temporary setback.
Temporary?
We appeal, again
and again if we have to,
each time to a higher court.
Which could actually be
preferable to an outright win.
A long, drawn-out case?
How is that preferable?
We take it to the national stage.
We defend the cause
of scientific inquiry.
This thing could go all the way.
All the... all the way
to the Supreme Court?
This isn't about some indiscretion
in an exam room.
This is about the right of
scientists to pursue knowledge.
Okay. I'd like to review
your opening statement.
Come on, Bill.
Not to find fault. I
just want to make sure
that you have accurately explained
the precise nature of our work.
If you're gonna argue that we
were acting as scientists,
then you'd better
have the science right.
I'm still drafting it.
Understood. Um...
Excuse me.
Good of her to come. Always helpful
to have the supportive wife
sitting in the gallery.
On the way to being ex-wife.
Let's hope the jury doesn't
find out she filed for divorce.
Well, I hear they put that on hold.
I gather there's been
some kind of... thaw.
I'll see you tomorrow, bright and early.
The husband's a real philanderer,
and the wife's dyspareunia presents
as almost completely psychosomatic.
It did not begin until she
discovered her husband...
T-there's... something,
b-before we go up there,
that I need to tell you.
W...
What is it?
I get the feeling
someone's been listening in
on our conversations.
What do you mean?
A-a few of the things I've said to you
behind closed doors
have... been repeated back to me.
By whom?
Virginia.
What? What kinds of things?
What have we said
that would concern her?
She... you know,
just seemed aware of some
discussions we've had
about clients, assessments,
things she couldn't have known
unless someone had overheard.
I... What, Betty? Lester?
You think they're listening?
All I'm saying is we should be aware.
Of what? That we're...
we're working in an environment
where two people... Two colleagues...
Cannot confer in private?
You're okay with that?
Just... just forget it.
I didn't say this to get you worked up.
I will not forget it.
I'm gonna find out what's going on.
This isn't the Soviet Union.
Mom, come on! You're gonna miss it.
Why does she take so long?
You know how she is with the curlers
and the tweezers and the lotions.
The boat's leaving now.
If the boat's leaving
now, why am I hurrying?
Because our future's written
in pencil, not in ink, Ma.
Are you sure you don't
want us to stay home?
No. I want you to leave and have fun.
You've done too much already.
Oh, uh... hi!
Uh...
Excuse me, um...
I didn't know.
Hello?
Mom, Dad, you know Betty.
Betty lives down the hall.
I water the plants when she's away.
But you're not away.
I got mixed up. I thought that...
you were going to visit your parents.
Oh, no. Yeah, no, I...
Uh, they came to visit me, so...
But they're, uh, going on a
gambling cruise this morning.
Yes.
That... sounds fun.
Yes.
Well, um, it was nice to meet you.
- Nice to meet you too.
- Nice to meet you.
Yes. We can confirm
the 2:00 appointment.
Great. Thank you very much.
Bye.
Good morning.
I, uh, spotted some backlogged
dictations,
so I've been transcribing them.
Uh, here is the updated Devlin
file for this afternoon.
Thank you.
Dr. Virginia, before you go...
I've been reading your book
looking over the files.
There is a revolution going on here.
The problems that you treat,
the way that you treat them
without mocking or judgment...
I have to say...
Please let me say...
I could not be prouder
to be here helping you.
Thank you for giving me this job.
Uh, well, thank you.
Oh! Duty calls.
Reproductive Biology
Research Foundation.
Uh, have you looked into Guy?
Ghee?
The guy that you hired.
His name is Ghee,
and yes, I've called his references.
They all gave glowing reviews.
But have you done a background check?
I want to make sure that we know
everything we need to know about him,
why he's so keen to be working here.
You don't think that's a tad paranoid?
Betty, we're in the middle
of a criminal trial,
thanks to our last eager recruit.
Fine. I'll do more digging.
In the meantime...
The outline for the new book.
May it rest in peace.
The note says Little Brown
is returning the material
since they've passed on publishing.
Call Bob Drag at Little Brown.
Make an appointment for this afternoon.
- In New York?
- Book two plane tickets.
And don't let Drag make any excuses.
Tell him Bill and I are
only in town for a few hours.
Oh, God, I hope Keller's a better lawyer
than he is a speller.
Little Brown has dropped us.
Well, they dropped us weeks ago
when we didn't show up
for the press conference.
I mean officially.
They've sent back the outline
and sample chapters.
Oh. That's very considerate of them.
They could've just
thrown them in the trash.
Bill, I don't think that we should wait
for the court case to be resolved
before trying to revive Little Brown's
interest in the book.
Why not reinvest them now?
That way they can capitalize
on any publicity that the case garners.
- I'm sorry. Now?
- If we wait for a verdict
and it's unfavorable,
we'll look like we're scrambling.
Before a verdict, we can
better position ourselves.
Fine. So call Bob Drag
and tell him we have
a world-class attorney
who apparently never learned
"I before E except after C,"
and tell him that, one way or another,
we will emerge victorious.
I say that we do one better
and we go to New York
and we tell him that in person.
But we... we're in
the middle of a trial.
And besides, the publisher
is your purview.
Yes, but we'll make a much better case
that Masters & Johnson are back on track
if both Masters and Johnson
are in that room.
Together.
I've already asked Betty
to book the first flight.
You just... assumed I'd go?
I... hoped.
There... there's no way. I
have to review this statement,
and, uh, I'm working
on a list of questions
for the prosecution's witnesses.
You really don't think that
Keller's got that covered?
What if he doesn't?
You know, he may have dazzled
you with his Supreme Court talk,
but... you know,
appeal could take years.
This has been hanging
over my head long enough.
A win would mean a fresh start.
Fresh start? That's what you want?
- Mm-hm. - Seems to
me that you've been
backsliding, more than anything.
The other morning when I
dropped off Libby's coat,
it seemed that you and she... You two...
Libby and I are considering reconciling.
Well, that's... curious.
Can I ask why? What's changed?
Why would things be different
between the two of you now?
Well, we're gonna work
to make things different.
Do you remember what you said to me
when I was considering getting
back together with George?
You asked me why I would want
to make the same mistake twice.
And you were right.
There was nothing between us
but a familiar old pattern.
Trust me, Bill.
Falling into old patterns...
can be dangerous.
Dangerous.
You want a fresh start?
Then come to New York.
We can... both reinvest
in what has always given
us the most satisfaction...
The work.
I'm gonna put my focus
where it belongs, on...
On the court case.
But I think you're right.
You... you should focus on
reviving interest in the book.
And I'm sure you'll be
up to that task without me.
I don't need prepping,
because I'm not testifying.
And I'm not so stupid
that I would reveal
Bill's and my situation.
He's the father of my children.
I don't want him to end up in jail.
All right. But the press will accost you
on the courthouse steps,
try to get you to say things.
You can't hide from the cameras.
They'd rather catch you running
away than standing still.
I have no intention of
running, Mr. Keller.
I seem to remember a party
where I was left holding a plaid cape.
Are we through, then?
Not quite.
So, some reporter focuses a
camera on your gorgeous face:
"Mrs. Masters, your husband is charged
with pandering and prostitution."
What do you say?
This case was trumped up
by an overzealous prosecution
bent on destroying my husband's
years of scientific work.
I am very proud of what
my husband has accomplished
and of his contributions to science.
- Oh, my goodness.
- You know,
I'm beginning to believe
this whole thing
was just an excuse to make
me sit down with you.
And my fancy footwork in the
courtroom didn't impress you?
- I could see you watching me.
- We are done here.
How about a drink? Come on.
It's five o'clock somewhere.
I know a great little jazz club
just a couple blocks away.
What do you say?
I'm very proud of my husband's
accomplishments
and his contribution to science.
He's definitely the spy. He's the one
that took the photo of us
and showed it to Bill.
Yeah, but not before
he showed it to you,
which means he's not a snitch.
Well, we'll see what he says
when we confront him.
Reproductive Biology
Research Foundation.
Lester?
Yes, and who am I speaking with?
Okay, he's not here. Let's come back.
Lester?
Look at this.
No, I'm sorry. The whole
morning is completely full.
But I can give you a noon appointment.
That's the earliest that I have.
Or we could try for the next day.
I have a, uh, 2:30.
They've got the whole place wired.
Labeled and
organized by room, date, time.
Why? If they were taping us to train us,
wouldn't they tell us?
It's like they want
to catch us at something.
You might expect this
if there'd been complaints
or if we'd been
foisted upon her by a superior.
You think Virginia is behind this?
God, to think how many offers I had...
Boston Lying-In, UCLA,
Columbia Presbyterian.
I gave them all up to be treated
like an untrustworthy
incompetent by a woman
- who isn't even a doctor!
- Shh, shh.
We cannot stay here, Art.
How will it look to a potential employer
if we jump ship not even two months in?
I don't care how it looks.
I'm surprised that you do.
Or maybe I'm not. You spent
the night together.
She's worked her many charms on you.
Look. I'm just trying to imagine
things from their point of view.
I think they're letting us in
on a process that, until now,
has only involved the two of them...
That's gotta be difficult.
If it doesn't get better, we leave.
Okay.
Mr. Drag?
How was your flight?
Uneventful. There was some turbulence...
I wasn't really asking.
I was being what we call "polite."
It's a concept that may be
somewhat foreign to you, Mrs. Johnson.
You see, showing up at
my office like this
after I made it
absolutely clear to your secretary
that I wasn't available this afternoon
would be what we call "impolite."
I understand.
Though I worried that it
would be more impolite
to not at least stop by
and say hello when I was
just around the corner
meeting with Simon & Schuster.
They're so excited about
Human Sexual Inadequacy.
The keep saying it's
gonna be another best-seller.
Did you meet with Mr.
Simon or Mr. Schuster?
Bob Simon has been dead for ten years,
but nice try.
The point is Bill and I
are very loyal to you,
especially after everything
we put you through in St. Louis.
Don't. The two of you
have been nothing but trouble,
and the last thing I need is trouble.
Did you change offices?
Didn't your office used to be upstairs?
Excuse me, please. I'm
gonna be late for a launch party.
Oh, well, why don't we
meet up after the party?
I haven't even begun to tell you
about the new work we're doing:
fetishes, deviance.
We treated a man a couple of weeks ago
with a predilection
for his wife's high heels.
- Wearing them?
- Copulating with them.
He'll make a compelling
case study for the new book.
What?
Too bad you're wearing that.
I'd take you to the party,
but it's black tie.
Isn't Saks just around the corner?
How'd it go?
Well, I think they're
all down for the count.
And Johnny snores now,
which is kind of odd.
Uh... what are you doing?
A woman in my group gives them away
in exchange for frozen casseroles.
She hates to cook.
Want some?
No.
I'll take a drink, though,
if you're pouring.
I noticed on Saturday
that the back porch light was out.
I thought I'd fix it.
Fixed it myself.
You found the right screwdriver?
I'm not helpless, Bill.
Uh...
what about the disposal?
It's fine.
Bill, if there's anything broken,
I will let you know.
- Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.
How about us?
Can I fix us?
Those, uh, three wishes of
yours were a good start.
Don't you think?
Maybe you could
think of a few more items
to add to the list,
and I could check them off one by one.
Hmm.
Seemed to work the other night.
I think the other night is proof
that neither of us quite knows
how a separation works.
Is that a bad thing?
I guess not.
We're just in uncharted waters.
- So, these, um...
- these uncharted waters...
Is there any chance of
what happened the
other night happening again?
Or...
we could experiment a little.
What we did the other night...
I gather that there's a way
that we can do it to each other
at the same time.
I believe there's even
a number for it.
I cannot apologize enough
for what happened in St. Louis.
The way Bill and I left you hanging
with all those reporters.
It was just, well...
Don't make me relive it.
Well, the good news is
we're back on our feet,
and we're days away from having
this whole trial business behind us.
A white wine, please,
and for the lady...
A white wine as well.
Our lawyer, Bram Keller...
He thinks that this trial could
be as important as Scopes.
Didn't Scopes lose?
He did. Yes. But we won't.
And even if we do, Keller
assures us that any outcome
works to our advantage.
If we win, great. If we lose, we appeal.
We become a cause celeb.
- Hello, Arnold.
- Bob.
Arnold, I'd like to introduce
you to Virginia Johnson,
of Masters & Johnson.
Arnold Ketterman.
Arnold runs things around here.
Oh, it's a real pleasure.
Virginia and I go way back.
Is that right?
'Scuse me.
What was that?
What?
Another white wine, pronto.
I believe what we just did...
violates section 1-1, subsection 010,
of the Missouri criminal code.
Don't worry. I won't
bring it up in court.
In court?
Keller's not gonna put
you on the stand, is he?
Section 546, subsection 260,
of the Missouri Revised Statutes:
"a wife cannot be forced to
testify against her husband."
How are you smoking that stuff
and still managing to recite legal code?
You tell me.
- Here. Try it.
- No. I'm fine.
Oh, come on, Bill.
You're a research scientist.
Aren't you a little bit curious?
All right. One puff.
I believe they call it a hit.
Do they?
Oh!
God, it smells like a wrestling mat.
- Ohh... this bed is great.
- Mm.
When did you get it?
There was a Sears across the
street from the Salvation Army.
I went there right after I
gave away all your clothes.
The woman there didn't even blink,
she'd seen it so many times.
Well, you were right to do it.
- The clothes?
- No, the bed.
It's great.
Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!
Ah.
So, come on. What else should
we have done differently, Lib?
- Hon...
- Oh, the sex. I know.
I know. But what else besides that?
Come on, Bill. We're having a nice time.
Let's not drudge up
the list of grievances.
Well, now's your chance.
I can't promise I'll always
be this open to hearing them.
Fine. Fine.
We should've had friends.
- We had friends.
- No. Real friends.
Not just Virginia.
You know, other couples
and... and neighbors.
We should've had dinner
parties and played music,
played charades.
Three words.
First word.
You.
Mm. Second word.
Sounds like.
Eat.
Sounds like "eat."
Back. Eat back.
Past tense.
Ate. Sounds like "ate"!
Rate. Mate. Hate.
Hate. You hate...
I hate charades.
No, you're right. You're right.
I should've tried harder
to meet new people.
I never enjoyed it.
I don't understand that.
Well...
I don't know, I...
I'm always afraid people won't like me.
- Why?
- Because...
people don't like me.
Oh, we should've had more fun.
We should've travelled more.
We travelled.
Oh, not just to medical conventions.
We should've taken the
kids to Disneyland.
You wanted to go to Disneyland?
Why didn't you say?
Bill Masters on the spinning teacups?
Isn't that what we just did?
Mmm, I believe they also have a ride
called the Carousel of Progress.
- Progress?
- Mm.
Sounds about right.
You want to go around again?
Mommy.
Honey, did you have a bad dream?
I'm so sorry. Let's go get you
a snack and tell a story.
What was it? The monsters again?
- Yeah.
- Aww.
The whole novel is narrated
by a guy who's being held captive
on a planet called Tralfamadore.
- Ah.
- He's on exhibit
in some kind of alien zoo
where aliens come to study him.
He's this crazy, traumatized ex-soldier
Slaughterhouse-Five, you say?
I will make sure to pick up a copy.
Will you excuse us just for a moment?
Bob, if this is your way of saying
that I need to sleep with you
to get the book published...
Oh, please. I have no interest
in sleeping with you.
Well, you are certainly
behaving like you do.
You're the one that wanted to come.
I wanted to talk about
the sexual inadequacy book,
not act it out.
So you've done your talking.
Go ahead. Leave.
Why are you doing this, Bob?
Perhaps I should just talk to your boss.
Mr. Ketterman, was it?
Because I have a feeling
this little performance
was intended for him.
Don't. You can see
what kind of man he is.
Golf games, fishing trips, hunting.
For some reason, he's
gotten it into his head
that I don't pass muster.
The small office, no secretary...
he's demoted you.
Didn't give me the new Norman Mailer,
which just about broke my heart.
Now I write titillating ad
copy for Jacqueline Suzanne.
- I see.
- It can't be a coincidence
that it happened right after my
fianc?e called off our wedding.
I-I'm so sorry to hear that.
I know what Ketterman thinks,
what all of them think.
And I can tell you it's not true.
Either way, Bob,
groping me is not the solution.
This was a bad idea
coming here with me tonight.
Wait. Wait.
Are you familiar with the Latin
phrase, "quid pro quo"?
I'll be honest with you.
I need to take this book
deal back to Bill.
A lot depends on it.
So that's the quid.
What's the quo?
Mm-mm.
Have a little.
You know if you
don't eat them, I'm gonna.
Ever since these contractions started,
I feel like the Hindenburg.
You're having contractions?
Why didn't you tell me?
It started this morning. My mother said
it's nothing to worry about.
Your mom, Edith Schiff, MD?
I called Barton too.
He said the same thing.
You should have told me.
Well, you're never around.
And don't say you wish you were. I know.
My mom has been helpful.
She... she...
filled our freezer with food.
And you should see the nursery.
My dad painted it. It's perfect.
I'm glad they're being useful.
They've been here long enough.
Have they booked
their train tickets home?
Well, that's the thing, Bets, um...
I just don't know
how to ask them to leave
before the baby comes.
You use words.
"I want to do this on my
own." That's all you say.
They'll never believe that.
Nobody wants to
have a baby on their own.
You'll make them believe it
or you'll call them and say
that the World Book salesman is coming
and he's being surprisingly supportive.
I don't care what you say.
Just say something.
But I want them to stay.
Oh, God.
Just for a few days. Just
until the baby comes home.
Until it's not a few days.
Until it's a few weeks.
Try to understand, Bets.
You understand.
If I am not at that baby's birth,
then I am gonna be the neighbor
in this baby's life forever...
At his birthday parties,
his piano recitals,
every time your parents are around.
And what about when
he's older? When he can talk?
Are you gonna ask him
to lie about me then?
You have to tell them the truth.
What? That I'm in love...
That I'm in love with a woman?
I can't do that.
It'll surprise 'em.
It might even shock 'em.
But, Hel, they seem like nice people.
It might be okay.
I know them. I know how this story ends.
It ends with me never
seeing them again, and...
And you can't ask me
to never see them again.
Thank you.
I'm glad to catch you alone, Arnold.
I was hoping for a chance
to speak candidly with you.
Uh, I'm sorry. I promised
Updike his gin.
Dr. Masters and I have had a bit
of a situation with Bob Drag.
As you know, our first book,
it was a best-seller,
created a huge
following... So huge, in fact,
Hugh Hefner has just
come on board as an investor...
Mrs. Johnson, is this a...
Is this a sales pitch?
No, no. This is about...
This is about Drag.
I fear that he may have
poisoned the well
here at Little Brown.
Well, it seems to me that you
two did that to yourselves.
Didn't you?
The lawsuit?
No. Bob should have made it
clear that that would have
absolutely no
negative impact on the book.
Bram Keller has taken the case,
and he thinks it could go all
the way to the Supreme court.
We're gonna be on the front page
of every newspaper in the country.
That's free publicity for a book
that you could be publishing
if it weren't for Drag.
Bob Drag is barely hanging on here.
He wouldn't purposely tank a winner.
But he did,
and for the most bizarre, petty reason.
If you even knew the details...
You going to tell me?
I would really rather not.
You're wasting my time.
Okay. All right. I'll tell you.
But you have to promise
to keep it to yourself.
We let Bob participate in
the first round of research
for Human Sexual Response.
Now, before you say anything,
I know it was a conflict of interest.
We shouldn't of done it.
But he was so eager, adamant.
We couldn't say no.
So, you can imagine his fury
when we couldn't include
his data or his case study.
Because he's light in the loafers?
Hardly.
You saw the way that
he was pawing me tonight.
His sexual stamina is off the charts.
Refractory period non-existent.
Including him would've
completely skewed our data.
No wonder his fianc?e left him.
Poor girl couldn't keep up.
Bob Drag is one long and large erection.
I don't think he
even saw you. Thank God.
Why would it be so bad if he did see me?
You know, nothing would
make the kids happier
than if we were back together.
Oh, Bill, please.
We could be a family again.
You know how I said we were
in uncharted waters?
- Mm-hmm.
- Yeah, well,
here's the most amazing
thing about them for me.
For years, I have been afraid
to tell you about the things I've known
because I was afraid you would leave me.
But... I'm not afraid anymore.
You've left me, and I'm fine.
I'm better than fine.
So, you know how to go it alone.
Doesn't mean you have to go it alone.
But there are other reasons why
we shouldn't be together, Bill,
reasons that I am no
longer afraid to say.
Okay.
So, tell me.
I want to know.
Remember that first spring
that you were in med school?
I made all those flashcards
for your exams
because it seemed like something
that a wife would do,
and I had reason to believe
I might someday be your wife.
Ruth, my roommate, told me that
you'd asked for my ring size.
But then you called
and you said you were
going away for the summer.
I knew that it was another girl.
That was the only explanation
for why I didn't
hear from you all summer.
And, uh, I've seen the photographs
tucked away in the box in your closet...
you waterskiing
with Dody on your shoulders.
The two of you
about to take off together
in her brother's plane.
And then at the end of the
summer, she broke your heart,
and you came back to me.
Well, because I-I realized
that you were better for me.
Because you realized
that I wasn't going to
hurt you like that.
Because I couldn't.
Because you didn't love me.
I loved you very much.
Yes. Yes.
But not in that way.
Not in the way that makes you want
to take off together in a plane.
It's the same way
that you love Virginia.
Come on, Bill.
When the two of you are together,
it's like you're...
you're in this bubble.
It's like you... you speak
some secret language
only the two of you can understand.
But we hurt each other, Lib.
Not as much as you
make each other happy.
Bill,
why have we endured all this pain,
all this suffering
if not for the two of
you to end up together?
You belong together, Bill.
And I belong with someone
who makes me feel that way.
Oh, Dr. Bill.
Sorry. I-I was just, um,
I was just freshening up.
Are you living here?
Flopping. Temporarily.
Until I get enough money to
find something more permanent.
This is not a shelter, Guy.
This is a place of business.
Look, we...
we've had this trouble
before. I'm... I'm sorry.
I'm gonna have to ask
you to... pack your bag and go.
You firing me?
Yes.
Just like that?
No... warning? No shot over the bow?
It's just goodbye?
Let's not make this any more
dramatic than it has to be.
I'm sure you'll find other work.
Not this kind of work.
I mean, not in this kind of place.
Is this about the background check?
Betty told me that Dr.
Virginia asked for a background check,
so I figured you knew
about everything that happened
over there...
in that beautiful little jungle
paradise called Vietnam.
You were a soldier.
And after four months
of exemplary service,
I was dishonorably discharged
six weeks ago.
I'm sure from all
the clients you see here,
you can guess why.
We treat dysfunction here, Guy.
Homosexuality is not a dysfunction.
Heh. Tell that to the Army.
And my poor father.
We've been at each other's
throats ever since I got back.
He told all the neighbors
that I got shot in the arm.
Even got me a little sling to
wear for whenever I go outside,
'cause he's petrified
that his pals at the Elks Lodge
are gonna find out that I got sent home
for giving another private a blowjob.
All right. I...
I can't let you live here, but...
I'll ask Betty if she'll
advance you some money
from your first paycheck
so you can find yourself a rental.
Should I get that?
- Yes.
- Oh...
I'm gonna be late for court.
- Good morning, St.
-35 a.m.,
and here's a quick look
at today's weather.
Current temperature is 64 degrees...
Bill.
Glad I caught you.
The prosecution's sent
over a new witness list.
There's a name on it I don't recognize.
They can do that? Just
introduce a new witness?
Yeah, trial by ambush,
but yes, they can.
I need to know what
the witness is gonna say.
Uh... here it is.
Eliot Laskin.
Hmm? Bachelor.
Lives in an apartment in Rock Hill,
works at the Shawnee Country Club,
before that as a bellhop
at the Park Chancery Hotel...
The Park Chancery?
He... he's got
nothing to do with this case.
Prosecution thinks he does.
Well, believe me. He doesn't.
You know him?
They're trying to
bring up my private life to...
somehow impugn my credibility.
Solid tactic. Your credibility
is fair game.
I'm your attorney, Bill.
You got to tell me
what we're up against here.
Okay, they're gonna call him to testify
that, for the last ten years,
Virginia Johnson and I have been...
meeting at the Park Chancery.
Meeting?
Ah, meeting.
Okay, well, adultery is against the law,
so they plan on
portraying you as a criminal.
For committing a crime
that hasn't been prosecuted
in 100 years?
If they want to bring this in,
it's going to get in.
Look, it'll be worse
for her than it is for you.
Adultery sticks to a
woman more than a man.
You're a doctor who works long
hours with a gorgeous woman.
You study sex together.
Of course you dabbled.
No one will blame you.
You know, it'll
forever be what people think of
when they hear Masters and Johnson.
We won't be the dispassionate
scientists,
studying a cause for the greater good.
We'll be cheaters,
our sexual behavior
informing our results.
It'll be on the court record.
It'll be in the press.
Hell, in... In my obituary.
I can't distance myself
from her professionally.
Nor would I want to.
Our partnership has yielded good work,
and hopefully with more to come.
But our...
But our affair...
was a mistake.
And I can't allow
evidence of that mistake
to be following me around
for the rest of my life.
I think we should take a plea.
I told you, Bill, a plea
is the one avenue
that leads to certain defeat.
There'll be no appeal, no glory.
But it'll be done.
Even if I did pursue one,
there's no way
Virginia would get on board.
I sold her on staying the course.
You saw her eyes light up
when I said "Supreme Court."
I need to put this behind me.
There's nothing in my book.
There's... there's
no appointments at all.
I-I was told by Dr.
Masters to clear the whole day.
I spoke on the telephone
with Mrs. Johnson,
and she personally confirmed
these dates with me.
- You're sure, Harriet?
- Of course I'm sure.
And I am sure that you're right,
but Mrs. Johnson didn't tell me.
Can I help with something?
There's been a terrible mix-up.
I'm sorry.
Dr. Masters and Mrs. Johnson
are unreachable today.
The Clavermores have
travelled all the way from Philadelphia.
Clavermore. Of course.
I thought I recognized you.
Didn't Time magazine call you
"The Man Who Fights Fire"?
Mr. Clavermore
runs the largest
asbestos manufacturing plant
I think in North America.
And you must be Mrs. Clavermore.
- I'm Dr. Leveau.
- Well...
I, uh, I work very closely
with both Dr. Masters and Mrs. Johnson.
I can assure you if they were here,
ooh, they'd be mortified
by what's happened.
Happily, I think I can
provide a solution.
Why don't I begin your intake?
Helen?
Hel?
Hey.
Hey. What's wrong?
I did what you said. I...
I told them the truth about...
myself, and...
you, and the baby.
Oh, honey.
What did... what did they say?
Nothing.
They just packed their stuff and left.
I couldn't stop them.
And I've been calling
and calling, and...
it just rings and rings.
They...
they must have pulled
the c-cord out of the w-wall.
I keep thinking about
this dollhouse I used to have
when I was ten.
Three stories. My dad made it.
So many rooms, and...
I'd lie on my stomach with my dolls...
The father and the mother
and the daughter...
And I'd put them in different rooms
and make up things that
they'd say to each other.
And I knew...
that I was never gonna live
in a house like that...
...or have a family like that family.
My family will always be
my own mother and father.
And now... now...
And me.
Me.
And you.
And this baby.
We're your family.
And... and we're gonna
take care of each other.
Yeah.
All rise.
I'm so sorry.
I came straight from the airport.
Good news, Bill.
- I need to talk to you.
- I need to talk to you.
Bob Drag is back on the book.
And I talked to the head of publishing.
They are putting it
on the priority list.
Bailiff, call the jury in, please.
Your Honor...
What is it, Dr. Masters?
I would be willing to discuss a plea
if the prosecution would be willing
to drop the charges
against Mrs. Johnson.
Your Honor, may we discuss this?
My entire negotiation
with Little Brown was based
on the fact that we would
fight these charges
and not plead guilty.
Listen to her, Bill. I still
believe we can win.
Can you give us a moment?
I thought about it, and you were right.
We shouldn't roll the dice.
The book, Bill. Our reputations.
Our reputations are gonna be tainted.
Only if we plead...
Eliot Laskin,
the bellhop from
the Park Chancery Hotel,
is gonna testify.
Keller's made it clear
it's gonna be much worse for you
than it is for me.
Do you really want
all the work you've done,
everything you've achieved,
to be thrown into question?
Now, like you said many times,
the surrogacy program was my idea.
It was my mistake,
and now I'm gonna make it right.
Judge is waiting.
Your Honor, the prosecution will dismiss
the charges against Mrs. Johnson
if Dr. Masters will
agree to plead guilty
to the charge of sexual deviance
and to pay a fine of $500.
Your Honor, I will
plead guilty to the charge.
You're a public figure, Dr. Masters,
so I must point out
that if you accept this plea,
you will be required
to go into that courtroom
and stand in front
of a jury and the press,
and admit to being a sexual deviant.
Sexual deviant.
I'm a scientist who's spent
decades of my life
researching sex.
Even I don't know what that means.
How can something deviate
when there is no norm?
No two humans would...
paint the same painting
or write the same poem
or compose the same opera,
so why would we expect two humans
to express their sexuality
in the same way?
In fact, if there is one thing
the years of research has taught us,
it's that no being's sexual response
is formed on an assembly line.
There is no shape... it must take.
It's as particular
and individualistic as...
a kiss.
And where there is
such infinite variety,
there's no norm.
There's only deviation.
Your honor, I am willing to plead guilty
to sexual deviance,
because I am a sexual deviant,
because we are all sexual deviants.
Go out there and say that to the jury.
We can still win in the
court of public opinion.
The charge is sexual deviance.
How do you plead, sir?
Your honor, I ask you:
how can something deviate
when there is no normal...
I'm gonna stop you
right there, Dr. Masters.
There will be no oration
in my courtroom.
The charge is sexual deviance.
How do you plead?
Guilty.
I thought you were a
man who liked winning.
And yet, your client just
pleaded to sexual deviance.
It was not my idea. Believe me.
It was his entirely.
But why?
I don't understand. It's...
It's not like Bill not to fight.
A witness was gonna come forward.
Things were gonna be said
that would've been bad for Bill,
bad for Virginia, and...
and it would have been entirely
embarrassing to you.
Well,
I do want to put all of that behind me.
So does your husband.
Ex-husband.
Well, that right there...
That's a fresh start.
What is your position on marijuana?
Firm represented LeMar.
They're marijuana activists
based in Washington.
So I say legalize the plant.
And oral sex?
Um, legalize that too.
I'm a huge proponent.
Why are you asking?
What about marriage?
I've had three,
each one more acrimonious than the last.
I don't plan to ever
stand at the altar again.
What about dinner?
My favorite meal of the day.
I mean how would you like
to take me to dinner?
Yes, please.
There are 50 reporters
from every newspaper
and television station in the country.
Now is your chance to do your speech.
- Bill...
- Please, don't.
No. I have to. I have to say thank you
for what you did for me,
for the sacrifice that you made.
- It wasn't a sacrifice.
- Bill...
It wasn't. I did not do this for you
or Libby or anyone else.
I did it for myself.
And I'm sorry if it's
ruined things for the book.
I... I care about the book, of course,
and I care about all of the work,
but I care more about the two of us.
I know that you've
always tried to protect me.
You put my name on the study
so that I would get credit.
And now you sacrifice your reputation
so I don't get the blame.
I know what you did, Bill,
and I know why you did it.
We have been through... a lot,
the two of us.
But now, finally,
we are back where we belong.
Together.
What do you... What
do you mean, "together"?
I mean I...
I want us to be together.
I'm grateful for the opportunity
to speak to you today.
I thought there was nothing
for me in this program,
because, well, I'm not an alcoholic.
But I've come to realize that, uh,
I am an addict... of sorts.
Some of you, all it takes is
a flashing neon sign for cocktails.
For me, well, I can pass
that same sign a thousand times
and never even notice it.
For me, it's...
it's something else.
It's a passing glance.
Fingers brushing against my shoulder.
The linger of perfume when
she's already left the room.
Her hand in mine.
In an instant, I'm r...
I'm ready to give everything up.
I'm... I... I'm
prepared to throw it all away.
My work,
my pride...
...my self-respect.
I'm Bill,
and I'm here to ask for your help.