Melrose Place (1992–1999): Season 3, Episode 1 - I Am Curious, Melrose - full transcript

I just heard about
Michael's accident.

Accident? His ex-wife's in
jail for attempted murder.

Sydney?

No. The first one, Jane.

I didn't know, I was at USC
doing research all day.

How's Michael? Where's Michael?

He's being prepped
for emergency surgery...

Acute cerebral swelling.

I've got Wingate scrubbing.

We're going in
to relieve the pressure.

That's the exact same thing I
went through.



Yes, only your chances were
50-50. His are less.

Michael, it's me, Kimberly.

It's going to be
O.K. Hold on, baby.

Oh, God. Hold on.

Oh, it's you. God, Jo.

What happened?
Why are the police here?

Michael was run over by a car

in front of the
hospital... a hit and run.

He's pretty bad off,
and Jane is in jail.

Jane? You mean she did it?

Well, they have witnesses
that saw her car.

The cops showed up
with a search warrant.

Where have you been?
I tried calling.

Is Jane all right?



I mean, she must be
a basket case.

Yeah, well, I saw her briefly
to help her find an attorney.

Yeah, she's a mess.

Look, Sydney,

I know the cops are going
to want to talk to you.

No, I can't. I have to
see Jane first.

Sydney!

Get out of my way!

I told you. My car was stolen.

Obviously someone used
it to commit the crime,

then brought it back,

parking it in front of
my office to frame me.

Someone who looks
just like you...

Petite, short blonde hair,

matching sunglasses.

A disguise.

I mean, a wig.
It seems so obvious.

To me, too.

An ex-wife in business
with her former husband

wants to get him
out of the business,

but he won't budge.

She openly threatens him at
a mutually friend's wedding,

then disappears for an hour
while the incident occurs...

with no alibi...

except that she was...

in the park
having a sacked lunch.

All right, why would
I ever park my car

with all that damage right
out in front of my building?

I don't know.

Maybe to sell your
I'm-being-framed story.

Let's just skip
the run-around, okay?

The truth is,
a confession right now

will save you
a lot of grief later.

I'm sorry.

I'm not saying another word

until my attorney's present.

Fine.

Bring in your attorney.

That'll just give us more time

to build our case against you.

Things sure are falling
apart around here.

Who would have figured Jane

for running down her ex-husband?

Didn't know she had
the spine for it,

not that he didn't
have it coming.

So much for assumption
of innocence.

By the way, you haven't
seen Jake, have you?

He's been gone all night,
and he usually calls in.

Did he call you?

No, he didn't. And you
know what, Amanda?

I've had it with this
tug-of-war over Jake.

I'm throwing in the towel.

So you can have him...
forever, if you'd like.

From now on, Mr. Washboard
Stomach is yours.

Yeah, well, the longer this thing
goes on, the weirder it gets.

I mean, first Alison disappears,
and now her father.

Maybe he wanted to
talk to her first,

to find out her
reasons for going

before anyone else.

Your husband was the last
one to speak to her.

Yes, he was.

I thought it was over...

that we could start putting
things back together.

First Meredith...

and now Alison.

What are you saying?
What happened?

Time heals wounds.

I believe that.

I really do believe that.

What wounds? What...

Who got hurt, Mrs. Parker?

Meredith?

Alison?

No. No, it's ridiculous.

I just thought...

it's absurd.

Those are the dreams.

What dreams?

When we went to visit you
in Wisconsin,

that's when Alison started
having these nightmares

about being a kid
in your cellar.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

And somebody was after her.

It was your husband.

It had to be your husband.

No. Stop it.

You gotta tell me what did...
What did he do to them?

No, nothing!

Did he molest them?
Is that what happened?

How can you even
ask such a thing?

Because it's the only thing
that makes any sense...

I mean, the dreams, and...

And Alison's reluctance
to ever go home,

and how your marriage
had all these problems.

And I've only seen the opposite.

Our marriage is fine.

There is nothing wrong
with our marriage.

Well, there's something wrong with Mr.
Parker then, isn't there?

Oh, you're sick.

And you said Meredith, too,
your older daughter.

And she lives in San Francisco.
Well, if Alison went there...

No.

Where? Where in San Francisco?

Let go of me.

You gotta tell me.
Where are they?

Al, do you still take
cream in your coffee?

Yeah.

Remember when we were kids?

We used to sneak coffee.

All the other kids,

it was beer and
cigarettes, and we...

What are we doing, Meredith?

What's all this chit-chat
and reminiscing?

Well, I've just... I've spent
a lot of time avoiding it.

And I blocked it out completely.

Look, I can't stay here forever.

Billy's waiting. I have
to get back to my life,

but I can't do anything

until we have some sort
of a plan of action.

Alison, I told you.
There's only one choice.

You have to get past it,

and you have to go on
with your life.

Avoid the family.
Start your own.

I can't, Meredith.

I feel like...

everything I am...

every mistake I've made,

all the failed relationships,

the trouble relating
to other people,

it's all because of this...

what our father did to me...

to us.

You know what? I was
really fine, you know?

I was happy up here.

I don't believe that.
You said yourself...

You're obsessing on this, O.K.?

I told you what to do already.

I'm... I'm going to work.

Oh, please, Meredith.
Call in sick.

We are in this together.

We have to decide
what to do together.

It's the only way.

Why are you here?

I was worried about you.
I came by last night,

but they wouldn't
let me see you.

I've been up all night
with my attorneys.

The arraignment's this morning.

I know you didn't do this.

I know you're innocent.

Someone is setting you up.

You're right about that.

And all I've been doing
since I got here

is trying to figure out who.

Who would want Michael dead?

Who would want me in jail?

Who was sick enough
and desperate enough?

It's you, Sydney, isn't it?

What? No! Hell, no!
Are you nuts?

You decided to get rid

of the two biggest problems in
your life... Michael and me.

No, it's not true.

You know where
I keep my car keys.

You still have keys
to my apartment.

Are you crazy?

No, Sydney, you are.
You always have been.

Again, it's me. It's always me.

I came here as your sister,

and you just dump all over me.

"Jake. Need to see you
right away.

Amanda."

Hi.

Hey.

Where have you been?

Boat.

I had to have
some time to myself.

You working at home today?

Actually, I called in sick.

I wanted to wait
for you to get home.

Well, what's the big emergency?

Look, Jo and I haven't
been fair to you.

You've been pulled
in every direction,

but I found out this morning

that Jo's backed out
of the running.

She said you're all mine.

All yours, huh?

Mm-hmm.

Amanda, listen to yourself.

You've turned me into
some sort of prize.

A lot of men would be
turned on by that.

A lot of times I have been...

but not anymore.

I'm just sick and tired

of being part of a woman's life

and not having a life of my own.

I had a great thing
with both of you guys

at different times,

but in the end

neither ever really worked.

I don't believe this.
You're dumping me again?

I'm not dumping anyone.

I'm dumping
relationships in general.

I'm just burnt out
on the whole concept.

But if you have
feelings for someone...

I'm not feeling anything.

I'm just walking through it.

I'm sorry.

Hey... don't worry about it.

Going out and finding yourself,

it's a terrific idea.

Just don't expect
to find me waiting

when you get back.

I never would.

I'm sorry, ma'am.

Hospital personnel only.

Would you excuse me?

Certainly. Thank you.

Sydney.

How is he?

Uh, he's still unconscious,

but thanks for your concern.

Look, um, we have to talk.

Not a good idea,
you coming here.

You are knee-deep in quite
a charade, aren't you,

pretending to be the concerned
doctor and girlfriend

when you're the one
who ran him down?

Is that what you think?

Excuse me, but it wouldn't
be the first time,

or in all the excitement
have you forgotten

about the knock-out drops
and idling car

in a closed garage?

I know you want him dead.
I'm not fooled.

I seem to recall your hand
in that deed as well.

Anyway, the world is gonna
believe you ran him down

a long time before
they believe I,

his loving fiancee, would.

In any event, Jane's the
one who's behind bars.

That's why I'm here.

Jane thinks I did it,
and she's gonna finger me.

Then why don't you be smart
for once in your life,

and get out of the country?

Because when pressed,

I might just point my finger
in the same direction.

Kimberly, wait.

So I just started dating him,

and, I don't know,

I have a feeling
that it could work out...

like none of the others have.

How... with all this
hanging over you?

Does he know? Did you tell him?

I never tell them.

Don't you think maybe

this is why all our
relationships fail?

I'm going to go

and pick up the take-out
that we ordered, all right?

It's jut a couple blocks away.
Are you going to be O.K.?

Sure, yeah, I'll...
take a shower, change.

O.K.

Shh. Shh. Pumpkin,
shh, no screaming.

You and I have
a lot to talk about.

Shh.

I'm going to take
my hand away now,

but if you... if you scream,
I'm going to hurt you.

And Meredith.
I'll hurt you both, O.K.?

Hmm?

O.K.? O.K.

I don't feel like you're thinking
clearly at the moment, Alison.

I mean, running away from Billy,

I mean, what kind of a
thing was that to do, hmm?

You're sick.

And what's he going to think

when you tell him
about your father, huh?

I'll tell you what he's going
to think: The same thing

anyone in his position
would think...

That you're soiled,
you're tainted,

you're damaged goods.

Oh, honey, you can make all
the accusations you want,

but that's the only reaction
you're going to get,

that you're the one
with the problem.

I don't care what they think.

Alison, sweetheart,
in spite of all this,

you and Meredith
turned out just fine.

I am not fine.

But you can be.

You can be.
Keep the secret, huh?

Just go back to L.A.

Marry that boy.

Go forward with your life.

That's the strong decision.

On the other hand,
you let this out,

it'll destroy your mother,

Meredith, the whole family.

Honey...

Don't move, Daddy,
or I swear to God

I will blow your brains out.

I'm sorry, Lieutenant,

but I can't predict when
he'll regain consciousness,

or even if.

Our surgery was successful,

but there's been trauma
to the left side...

Memory, some motor skills.

Look, Doc, I only need
him for five minutes.

Now, if he saw anything,
anything at all,

his statement will be crucial.

Excuse me, doctors,

but Dr. Mancini is
regaining consciousness.

Let's go.

Michael, it's O.K.

You're going to be all right.

Michael, it's Dr. Levin.

Dr. Mancini,
I'm Lieutenant Truman

from the Los Angeles
Police Department.

Lieutenant Truman,
can't this wait?

Please, I just have
a couple of questions.

Doctor, did you see the car
that hit you?

Did you see who was driving it?

No.

Did you see
who was behind the wheel?

Michael.

It's me, Michael.

It's Kimberly.

I'm sorry. I...

I've never seen you...

before in my life.

Honey, I didn't come
here to hurt you.

I only came to keep you
from the horrible mistake

of dredging it all back up.

Is that going to make
your pain any less?

I mean, haven't I stayed
out of your lives?

You two have grown
up so healthy.

You call this healthy?

I have a gun on you,

and my baby sister
is jumping out of windows

on her wedding day.

We are a mess,

and you...

you got away with everything.

Just...

No!

Alison.

Alison!

Bastard!

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

It's all right.

It's all right, honey.
He's gone. He's gone.

I told you yesterday.

It's all a blank.

I'm sorry.

I just don't remember.

I mean...

everything about being a doctor,

that I can remember.

The rest...

it's gone.

Tim, a call just came in
from county jail.

Jane Mancini's ready to talk.

She's asking for a meeting.

Well, well.

Confession time, huh?

We may not need your
testimony after all, Doctor.

I shouldn't have let him go.

I didn't know what was going on.

No, you did the right thing,
Billy, letting him go.

We confronted him.

We never have to see him again.
It's over.

I don't know. Don't we have
to prosecute or something?

For something that
happened that long ago?

Isn't it our duty?

To let him get away with this

is to let
every other sick bastard

get away with it.

If we set an example,
if we come forward...

It will ruin my life,
Alison, and yours,

and everybody who's involved
with you, including Billy.

Look what's happened
to the two of you already.

That came from not telling.

I can't do it.
I cannot do it, O.K.?

I can't get up
on a witness stand

and talk about what
happened in the basement.

If you want to do it,
then go ahead,

but you're going to
be doing it alone.

I hope you're not
wasting our time, Mrs. Mancini.

I already got enough of that from
your ex-husband this morning.

How is he?

Alive.

Anyway, we're not here to
talk about him, are we?

No, we're not.

You ready to make
your statement?

Yes, I am.

I know who ran Michael down.

I wrestled with whether
or not to say anything,

but I've made the mistake

of protecting this
individual before,

and I feel I can't
go on doing that.

I'm talking about my sister.

Name?

Sydney Andrews.

She was married to
Michael, too, after me.

It ended badly,

worse than my troubles
with Michael.

She had a key to my apartment.

I have asked for it back

for over a year.

She could have easily
stolen my car keys,

would have known when I was out,

and where to park my car.

You can ask anyone.

They'll tell you how
much she hates him.

I know how awful this sounds.

She's my sister,

and I love her...

but I just can't
help her anymore.

I saw the way you were
looking at him.

We were talking... he was
asking me about the boat.

Like hell!
I turn my back on you for one second,

and you're trying to make it
with every young guy you see.

That's a lie! You're
paranoid, you know that?

You're a crazy,
paranoid old man!

Don't you hit me. Don't
you dare hit me again.

It's the only way to teach you
how to behave, you little slut!

Uhh! I'm leaving you!

This is it! You're crazy!

Leave me? Where are
you gonna go, huh?

Where are you gonna go?
There's nowhere you can hide.

Nowhere you can run...
I will always find you!

I own you!

Let go of me!

Hey, get back here!

Britney!

Get back here!

Give me your hand.

Thank you...

whoever you are.

You just saved my life.

Thank you.

I meant that... what I said

when you fished me out.

You really did save my life.

You're 20 yards from shore.

There's phones
all over the island.

He would have come after me.

Are you alone out here?

Yeah. I'm going to head back

to the mainland tonight,

and I'll drop you
off at shore, okay?

The "he" is my husband...

if you're curious.

I'm not.

He's a very powerful man,

very rich.

He has connections everywhere,

and they're not all
in high places.

In fact, some of them
are downright lowlifes.

I thought for sure he was
going to kill me tonight.

That's why I jumped overboard.

He'll be back at the harbor.

He'll be looking for me.

I can't go back to the mainland.

I was hoping that maybe tomorrow

you could take me
down to San Diego...

or Mexico.

Lady, I don't know who you are,

and I don't want to know.

I'm sorry about your troubles,

but I'm not going to
get involved.

Now, I'm taking you back
to the shore,

and I'm dropping
you off... tonight.

Kimberly.

God, Sydney, sneak up
on me, why don't you?

I'm in a little trouble here.

Oh?

The police are nosing around.

Well, that's
their job, isn't it?

I think Jane
must have implicated me.

They really leaned on her,

and she named me.

Hell, when you think about it,

I've got motive, opportunity.

So I'm avoiding the police.

I won't drive my car.
I took the bus here.

My, you are desperate.

This isn't funny.
I am scared to death.

Well, don't die, Sydney.
Nothing's that bad.

You have to help me.

I do, do I?

I don't have an alibi, O.K.?

I was at the beach.

I went walking.
I didn't see anybody.

I'm telling you, if they
pressure me, Kimberly,

I'll break.

You have an alibi,
Sydney. Relax.

I don't. You do.

You were having lunch with
me at the farmer's market,

a long lunch...

at a seafood stand there.

We stayed until nearly 2:30.

You know that because you
looked at your watch

as we were leaving.

You'll be my alibi.

We'll be each other's alibis.

You tell the police that story,

and I'll confirm it
when they question me.

Farmer's market, seafood stand, 2:30.
Got it?

Got it.

You're saved.

See how easy that was?

O.K., end of the line.

You have your choice of phones

at the end of the dock.

And Via Marina's
the first street.

There's a restaurant there.

I got 50 bucks here.

How can you do this?

Your timing sucks, lady.

You picked the wrong boat.

I'm just not ready

for more complications
in my life right now.

All you got to do is call a friend.
Now, take the money.

You realize I'm going to
have to call my husband.

Do you have any idea what
he's going to do to me?

I'm sorry.

Yeah.

Well... thanks
for saving my life.

Damn it!

Hey.

Hey.

I'm not taking you to San Diego

or anything like that.

O.K., you can stay on the boat
a couple of days,

and that's it.
Then you're on your own.

Thank you.

Thank you so much.

Sydney Andrews.

That's me.

Is there some problem, officers?

We just have a few questions

concerning the attempted murder

of your ex-husband, Dr. Mancini.

Wasn't that you I saw
down at the jail?

You were in to see your sister.

And then later, I thought
I saw you down at the hospital.

I'm not sure I see your point.

Oh, it's real easy, Sydney.

Can you give us your
whereabouts on Wednesday

between 12 and 2 P.M.?

The time when Michael
was run down?

You want an alibi,
in other words.

Let's not get bogged down
in semantics, shall we?

I was having lunch

with Kimberly Shaw,
Michael's fiancee,

at the farmer's market,

a little seafood stand.

We were there till 2:30.

You can check it out.

Oh, we intend to.

Thanks for your time.

We'll be in touch.

Yes.

O.K., thank you.

Oh, Alison!

Oh, my God. I was so worried.

Who was that on the phone?

Uh, a cab company.

I didn't know what to do,

so I was going home...

to Wisconsin.

I'll just put these away.

Stay, please.

I was in San Francisco,
mother...

with Meredith.

And Daddy showed up

and then Billy.

It's all out in the open now.

Mother, did you hear me?

Well, what do you mean?

That this nonsense
that Billy was saying...

that your father somehow...

Good Lord, I can't
even say the word.

Abuse.

The word is abuse,
and he did it.

Meredith, too,
when we were little.

I will not listen to this.

I have thought
and thought, Mother.

And you had to have known.

It's a lie.

Someone is putting
these lies into your head.

Daddy admitted it!

He would never. It's disgusting.

You are disgusting
for even saying it.

And anyway, even if
it had happened,

why wouldn't you and
Meredith come to me?

He said you would go away.

We were terrified of losing you.

I have to go to him.

These lies...

you are destroying him.

Mother, my God!

Haven't you heard
a word I've said?

What are you doing?

I'm going home.

He called, didn't he?

Yes.

He said...

come home.

He's a monster.

I will not betray my husband.

And if you were any
kind of a daughter,

you wouldn't, either.

What's happening?

I don't understand.

Why won't she believe me?

Dr. Shaw.

If you've got a second for us?

Certainly, Lieutenant.

I'm checking on an alibi.

If you could tell us where
and who you were with

between 12 and
2:00 on Wednesday?

Isn't that when...

Yes. When he was run down.

I hope you don't suspect me.

Not you, Doctor. Someone else.

Oh, uh, well...

I was at the USC
Medical Library, the stacks.

I checked in at 1:10 and I
didn't get out till nearly 7:00.

So you were alone.

Doing research.

But at least
a dozen people saw me.

So then you weren't at
the farmers' market?

Farmers' market?

I haven't been there in years.

Who on earth said I was there?

It's not important. Thanks.

Sure.

I made some soup.

Oh, you're so sweet.

Aw, it's not easy being
a white knight, I bet.

Have I told you
how grateful I am?

Yeah. Plenty of times.

Am I nuts,

or is there a dark cloud
over your head?

Well, I've thought about it,

and I think maybe
Meredith is right.

Nothing good is gonna come
of going after your father

and prosecuting him.

You've been unhappy
for so long...

I mean, how is it going
to change things?

I don't know. I really don't.

Well, maybe the better choice
is just to let it go,

get on with your life.

What are you suggesting?

Well, I'm saying...

concentrate on the future

and our life together.

Forget the past.

I love you, and I want

to make you happy again.

Oh, Billy.

I think the only way to do
this is to work together.

I wanna meet here
after work tomorrow.

We're gonna drive to Vegas,

and we'll get married
with nobody else around,

and we'll start
our life again...

as a team.

Will you marry me... again?

Yes.

Yes, I'll marry you.

Goodbye, Sydney.

If you keep throwing
my tenants in jail,

I'm gonna have a difficult
time making the mortgage.

Okay, let's do this by the book.

Warrant first.

O.K.

Let's see... first it was Jane,

and now you're
investigating Sydney?

And I thought I had enemies.

When's the last time
you saw miss Andrews?

Sydney? Let's see...

a few days, at least.

But her mailbox is full,

so she might be staying
somewhere else.

Or maybe she's already
on the run.

Look what I found.

It appears Miss Andrews

has a little explaining to do.

Oh. Sorry.

Uh-huh. I'm sorry.

I should have knocked.

Look, um...

I just wanted you to know

how much I appreciate this.

You're welcome.

And I just wish
there was some way

that I could repay you.

We're even.

What, just a kiss?

I can do a lot more.

Yeah, see, the problem
with that is...

then we'd be getting involved,

or at least you would be.

And, um, I've sworn off that.

Well, we'll just go
the friends route then.

Just remember...

friends do it, too.

Come in.

Morning.

Alison.

Don't I recall something

about you being on a honeymoon?

Oh, that's right, you have to
be married to have a honeymoon.

So, have your feet warmed up
yet, or are they still cold?

It wasn't cold feet, Amanda.

It wasn't?

No. It was a personal problem.

Anyway, um...

Billy and I are back on track,

and I wanted to ask for
a few more days off

so we could drive to Las
Vegas and get married.

Well, you certainly
do lead an exciting life.

I do. I don't. I do again.

Just out of curiosity,
what was the personal problem?

Another boyfriend?

Advice from your therapist?

Oh, no, no, no, no,
don't tell me.

Steve McMillan, the computer
genius, is back from Europe.

I was abused, O.K.?

When I was a kid, by my father.

Is that good enough for you?

Oh, my God, Alison...

I'm sorry.

He seemed... I don't know,

not at all the type.

Yeah, well, I guess you
never know the type.

Well, what happened?

Where is he?

He's back in Wisconsin
with my mother.

I'm not going to pursue it.

Billy and I just want to get
married and put it behind us.

Well, I'm sure he wants that,
but what about you?

I don't know.

It's different.

I mean...

I understand his thinking.

But even though it's over,

it feels like...

with my father still out there,

it's... not over.

Want to know my opinion?

Well, no. Let me rephrase that.

Uh, if it were me,

I wouldn't let

the abusive S.O.B.
get away with it.

And, of course you can have
a couple of days off...

As many as you'd like.

I'd just think long and hard

about how you're
going to use them.

What are you doing here?

I went to the market,
if that's all right with you.

You're out of jail.

Yeah. Bail was set.

Detective Truman
said he anticipated

all charges being dropped
by the end of the week.

They have
a new suspect, Sydney...

You, as a matter of fact.

That's what you told them.

To save your own stinkin'
hide, you fingered me.

I simply informed them another
person would love Michael dead.

Well, you're wrong. Kimberly wants
him dead more than either of us.

Kimberly loves Michael,
and she finally has him back.

Why would she want to kill him?

For revenge.

Kimberly blames him
for the accident,

for that brain surgery, and for
everything bad that's happened to her.

She's out of her mind.

No, Sydney.
You have it backwards.

You are out of your mind.

Fine. Don't believe me.

I don't have time for a debate.

I'm leaving town. Goodbye, Jane.

Goodbye.

What is it?

I was paged... stat.

Some of it is coming back.

I was asleep and had a dream,

and you were there, Kimberly.

I was overwhelmed by
this feeling of love,

that I love you.

Now, I don't know one detail

about our past together,

but it doesn't matter.

I feel safe around
you and no one else.

You don't know
how happy this makes me.

And you can't worry...

The rest will come in time.

There was another part
of that dream where...

It was the exact
opposite of your part.

There was a woman...

with red hair, and, uh...

and green, almost demonic eyes.

Not to worry.

That's Sydney,

and she's been taken care of.

She'll never be able
to hurt you again.

Billy.

Where are your bags?

We should get on the road to
Vegas before it gets dark.

God, why do I always wait till the
last minute to make these decisions?

You're not going.

Billy...

I have thought and thought,

back and forth,

and I understand
what you're saying

about putting this behind me.

It does make sense,

but getting this
thing out of the way

and prosecuting my father...

that makes a lot of sense, too.

I knew you'd do this.

Well, I guess I should
be thankful, though.

You know, at least
you did it to my face

instead of jumping out a window.

Look, I knew you'd be upset.

But please, Billy, look
at it from my side.

We're always looking at it
from your side, Alison.

That is the whole problem.

I don't mean anything
in this relationship.

Billy.

Forget it, just forget it.

Good luck with your family.

I hope it works out for you.

All I'm asking for is a measly
couple hundred bucks

to get me out of town...
I'll pay you back.

By mail, a month, tops.

Sydney, even if I did have
that kind of money on me,

I couldn't give it to you.

The cops have been
looking for you.

That'd be aiding and abetting.

Wait a minute,
they've been here, too?

Yeah. Twice already.

I got to get out of here.

Sydney Andrews.

You're under arrest

for the attempted murder
of Michael Mancini.

You have the right
to remain silent.

If you give up the right
to remain silent...