Melrose Place (1992–1999): Season 3, Episode 19 - Boxing Sydney - full transcript

Rikki and Martin convince Sydney to leave Melrose and come live with them at their desert retreat which turns out to be a polygamous religious cult. When Sydney decides to leave, they lock her up against her will. Meanwhile, Michael convinces Amanda, after another diagnosis, that she has Hodgkin's disease (lymph cancer). Amanda wants to keep her condition a secret and ignores Michael's request that she reduce her workload. Detective Jonathan Rawlings, a gay cop, questions Matt about his beating and when Matt tells him of his suspicions about Kimberly, Rawlings shows his true colors when he physically threatens her.

Thanks for joining us,
Dr. Mancini.

Hope we weren't keeping you
from something important.

Uh, no, sorry I'm late.

As I was saying,
in light of recent events,

the administration has decided
that everyone on staff

at this hospital is to be given

psychological evaluations
by a private firm.

The residents'
tests will be programmed

by a Social Services rep,
Matt Fielding.

Excuse me, Dr. Hobbs,
but what the hell

are Fielding's qualifications
for a job



as sensitive as this?

He's a gofer for indigents.

I have an M.S.
in clinical psychology

as well as one in social
work, Dr. Shaw.

I'm as qualified
as anyone in this room.

And Dr. Shaw,
your question exhibits

the same kind of arrogance
that Dr. Burns demonstrated

as chief of staff.

And his behavior is exactly
what brought

all this down on us
in the first place.

Mr. Fielding will contact
everyone with the time

and place for their appointment.

Any questions?

Good.



Let's get to rounds.

Hi.

I thought I'd bring you
news of the world.

Come on in... Have some coffee.

I'm actually gonna cancel
the paper

'cause it's just
more proof the world sucks.

I was thinking about everything
we went through.

I think that we found
a connection between us again.

So with all the bad, maybe
some good's come out of it too...

Us.

Jake...

I am so grateful
for everything you've done,

and we'll always be close.

But you know, I mean,
giving up Austin

was the hardest thing
I've ever had to do.

I have a lot
of grieving to do, and...

I have to figure out a way
to forgive myself.

There's nothing to forgive.

You did the right... No.

I don't want
to hear it, not now.

And if it's all right
with you, I, um...

I want to handle this
on my own for the meantime.

All right.

I'll be around if you need me.

Thanks.

This psychological evaluation

is a serious invasion
of privacy.

I call it
invasion of bureaucrats.

Michael, I am serious.

I am tired of having
to prove myself

to everybody
over and over again.

Look, don't get all wound up.

It's just a bunch
of psychobabble anyway.

No one pays any attention
to this stuff.

Besides, you're
just as sane as I am.

Well, no offense, but that's
not much comfort.

You know, let me ask you
a question you might run into

on the test just to see
how you do.

All right...
If you were mad at your husband,

would you "A," confront him,

"B," cheat on him,

or "C," dress up as someone else
and run him over?

Mm... ah, maybe we better
skip that one.

That is not
in the least bit funny.

I don't know...
I think I'm a riot.

I'll see you around
the ink blot.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

I'm gonna start
with the obvious.

DD has taken a huge hit.

A lot of people were fired,
a lot of people resigned.

There's been
commensurate client loss.

So everybody has to do 100%
to keep the clients

we have now
and to bring in new ones.

Amanda, with the money we save

from canceling the charity ball,

we can put together intensified
individual campaigns

for more valuable clients.

That is exactly
the wrong approach.

The charity ball will go on
as planned Wednesday night.

No clients,
present or prospective,

can feel that we are
weakened in any way.

I'll expect everyone
to be there.

We're gonna prove
to everyone that DD

is still a force to be
reckoned with.

Alison, I want you and Billy
to go over the guest list,

RSVPs checked and double-
checked with personal calls.

Everyone else,
take your client files,

learn them by heart.

I want these guests to feel

that you know
everything about them.

That's it.

You okay?

You look tired.

Thanks for the compliment.

You look like hell, too.

Now, why don't you get to work?

♪ ♪

"The Abbott way, new meaning

"for your life in a new world.

"Control is power.

Take control of your life,
and control your destiny."

Are you sure about this stuff?

I mean, it seems
all right, but...

I don't know, I've been around,

and most everything is
a scam of some sort.

You're right, Syd.

This is the only place
and the only people

I've run into in my entire life

that weren't trying to pull
something over on me.

I mean, even my family...

Hell, especially my family,
were using me.

I hear that.

Well, you two look like
you're working hard.

Sydney, I want to thank you
for coming and helping us today.

Your presence means a lot to me.

Thanks.

You don't believe me, do you?

Huh?

You don't believe that
I'm personally glad

that you're here today.

Well, as a matter of fact,

I was just saying that everybody

I've met in my life so far
slings it big-time.

I know what you mean...

except the people in this house.

That includes you.

I'll see you later.

Thanks again.

He's something, isn't he?

Uh-huh.

He seems okay.

As a matter of fact, everyone
around here seems pretty nice.

I'm sorry.

John's no longer here.

I can give you his phone number.

It's even worse around here
than before.

So many people have
been let go or quit.

It's like a ghost town.

Yep, time to start
padding the old resume.

Listen, um...

I want to make amends to you.

It's all right,
don't worry about it.

No, no, it's important,

and it's part of my recovery.

I am genuinely sorry

for all the pain I've caused you
in the past...

and I'm forever grateful to you

for getting me
into a sobriety program.

Also...

I think you should know
that I'll...

I'll always be your friend.

I'll always love you.

I, uh...

I'm your friend too.

Anyway, from now on, I am...

I am putting the past behind me

and dealing with the future.

Well, I think it's a good idea.

Glad to hear it.

But it might not be
as easy as you think.

Isn't that your sister?

My God!

Meredith.

I... I am amazed to see you.

How are you doing?

I'm good, I'm good.

I'm here for
a librarian symposium.

We get together and conference

about preservation of literature

and political attacks
on literary aesthetics,

and thrilling stuff like that,
you know?

Anyway, I...

I feel really bad
about how things were left

or, actually, how I left you
back in Wisconsin.

Don't worry...
Everything turned out fine.

Well, do you think we could
get together tonight

and, I don't know, talk?

Sure... sure, that'd be great.

Well, I'll just...
I'll call you.

We'll have dinner.

Okay. Bye.

Bye.

♪ ♪

I mean it, Jake...
It's really pretty amazing.

I've been reading a lot
of Martin Abbott's books lately,

and what he says about why
some people are winners

and some are losers
is pretty accurate.

I mean, you really have
to know yourself spiritually

to deal with a world that's
basically hostile.

You of all people
should know that.

So this meeting is why you gave
up your lunch shift to Carol.

I thought you needed the money.

Well, I do, but I wanted
to help my friends.

Your friends?

You'd like them too, Jake.

You'd like the way
Martin thinks.

Basically, it's
about being strong

and standing up for
what's right.

I really think
you'd fit right in.

Well, I don't
fit in anywhere, Syd,

and I like it that way.

And if I were you, I'd watch out

for these pals of yours.

True believers have a way
of turning out to be dangerous.

If you'd just come
to a meeting...

it could be a way for us
to understand each other better,

maybe find a way to get
back together.

Hey, you know, you're
working lunch tomorrow.

Can't you open up for me?

I'm gonna be here late
with this inventory tonight.

Sure.

But did you hear what I said?

We're friends, Syd.

We're good friends.

But nothing more, okay?

No, Jake, it's not okay.

I don't believe this.

My triumph is ruined.

Some unbelievable jerk
put something in the gas tank,

like sugar or something,

and it just about blew up
on the freeway.

Oh, that was
the original engine.

Yeah, well, it's ruined...
It's garbage.

The mechanic says...
I can't afford a new one.

I mean, who would do this to me?

Where did it happen?

Uh, the 110.

I was going through downtown.

Finally, someone around here
gets what she deserves.

Not now, it's...

Believe me, Meredith.

There's nothing for me
to forgive you for.

You had to leave...
I understand.

It's over now.

We should both look
to the future.

You're right.

I am so proud
of you, Alison... I am.

With the recovery program
and everything, you're just...

You're just taking charge
of your entire life.

Thanks.

It's hard, but worth it.

Does it bother you
that I'm having wine?

No, no, of course not.

It was good to see Billy again.

That's one part of your new life
I wish was different.

You know, you guys
were such a great couple,

and he was so supportive.

Still is.

And I want to be for him too.

We just weren't...

meant to be joined at the hip,

if you know what I mean.

Well, I think you two are
gonna get back together

because you are just
too perfect for each other.

So... how about you?

You said work was good... how
about the romance department?

Any new men on the horizon?

Nope.

Alison.

I've been wanting to tell you
this for a really long time.

I have never had
a real relationship

because I have never actually
been able to... to...

I've never been able
to do anything with a man.

Dad ruined all that for me.

Oh, Meredith, I had no idea.

I mean, I don't want to live
in the past, you know?

I'd like to be...

I'd like to be
sexy and desirable,

but I just have kept it
locked up inside so long.

You know, I don't even
think I know how.

God, I sound pathetic, don't I?

No, no, it doesn't sound
that way at all.

You just...

You need some confidence.

Maybe some new clothes
would help?

You think so, huh?

Well, I guess I do kind
of dress like a librarian.

Tomorrow, we'll go
to my friend's studio.

She's got great clothes.

By the way, what are you doing
in a hotel?

We're sisters...
You should stay with me.

It will give us a chance
to catch up.

It'll be great.

I would really
love that, Alison.

So would I.

It was incredible.

I was talking to him about us,

and Saint Jo, with
a constant emergency, runs in,

and it's like I don't exist.

See? It's like Martin says.

People use events
to get false power over others.

It's so phony.

People need to learn how to take

responsibility
for their own lives.

That's for sure.

All I know is tonight,
I'm taking you

to a seriously kicking club.

We're gonna shake all this off

and get into so much trouble.

Syd.

Can I talk to you a sec?

What is it? Your friend
is wearing my dress.

Just last week, you said
you were gonna return it.

And now, I see it on a stranger?

Sorry, I forgot.

Why are you being so petty?

I think you should
take responsibility

for your feelings
and not dump them on me.

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

but I am tired
of your irresponsibility.

I want the dress back tomorrow
and in good shape.

Why don't you just take
the damn thing now?

Shocked, aren't you?

Shocked that someone
has the courage

to sacrifice for a friend

when they're being humiliated
by their so-called sister.

Come on, I think we can find
something else to wear.

♪ ♪

Sydney doesn't need someone
like you in her life anymore.

She's got a real family now.

Dr. Shaw.

What can I do for you?

Uh... not much really.

Just a little favor.

First, let me congratulate you
on your new responsibilities.

Thanks...

And, um...

because you're in control

of how the tests
are scheduled...

I was wondering if you could
just let mine slip.

Kimberly, I... Hear me out.

It's just that, um...

I'm... I'm feeling edgy
these days,

and I'm afraid
it might be misinterpreted.

Anyway, it's so hard for women
in professions,

always judged more harshly.

All I need you
to do is just lose

my name off the list,
that's all.

It's a gender-neutral test.

And... actually,
I'm just coordinating it,

so I can't lose your name
off anything.

Now, your test is at 2:00 p.m.

If I were you, I'd be there.

You listen to me, you cipher.

Your protector
Dr. Burns is gone,

so I'll be back on the social
service board any day now,

which means I can make
your life a living hell.

Your threats don't work
with me, Kimberly.

You should know that by now.

Oh, I am much more
than threats, little one.

You should know that by now.

♪ ♪

What we're looking at here,
Mr. McGovern, is, um...

since our
"Take the Plunge" campaign

and improvement
in Glorious Gowns sales

uh... somewhere around 20%.

Excuse me, but this is exactly
what I'm talking about.

You people don't
seem to pay attention.

Our sales ticked up 12%, not 20.

Right, of course.

You are completely
accurate, Mr. McGovern,

and sales have leveled off
at a 7% increase

because we did not
follow our "Plunge" campaign

with the new,
aggressive approach.

Now, accepting that
a 7% increase in sales

is a positive, let's try
to do even better.

Billy and I were talking about
our upcoming charity ball

and how, when we were children,

the idea of a ball
was so magical...

Sleeping Beauty, Cinderella.

But turn the fairy tale
upside down,

where the princess
is not only elegant,

but powerful.

This 90s princess dressed
in a number of your gowns...

This is maybe a 4-page spread...

Is not only dancing
with the prince.

She's hauling off and slugging
the wicked stepsisters,

knocking them on their cans.

Of course, these are all
very rough ideas.

We'll work on them
and get back to you.

You've got some great people
working for you, Ms. Woodward.

I know, but what matters is
that we have great clients.

We'll keep in touch. Thank you.

Thank you.

Don't you ever interrupt and
hijack a pitch from me again.

I was trying to help.

No, what you were doing
was undermining my authority.

I'm holding
this company together,

so you either support me,
or you can get out.

Now, I told you to work
on the invitations.

Unless you want to argue with me

about that too, get to it.

What's wrong with you?

What's going on?

Nothing... I've got
a headache, all right?

Don't worry, Alison
will survive.

She's like a rash
that I can't get rid of.

Look, Amanda.

We went through what
Peter and Caitlin

tried to do this place together.

And I know how tough
it was on you,

and struggling to keep
this company afloat

is gonna be even more pressure.

Your point? See a doctor.

You're obviously
not feeling well.

All I need is aspirin.

You need to mind
your own business.

I know you're swamped, Jane.

Thanks for taking
your lunch hour for us.

Oh, no problem.

I'm glad to get here
and focus on clothes again.

I've been at the accountant
all morning

trying to straighten out
this mess.

Oh, Jane, your designs
are so beautiful.

Thanks.

Don't you think
they're a little bit

too, um... sexy for me?

Are you kidding?

You have the perfect figure
for my designs,

especially my new line.

Wait right here,
I'm gonna go get them out back.

Alison, thank you for this.

Thank you for
letting me stay with you.

Thank you just for caring,
I guess.

Well, we may have had
lousy parents,

but we'll always
have each other.

Ready?

Yeah.

Ta-da!

♪ ♪

Oh, God...
They're torn to shreds.

Who would do this?

It's awful.

I'm so sorry.

Who...

♪ ♪

I guess what drew me to Martin
was a sense of empowerment

he gave me by teaching me
to force other people

to take responsibility
for their own actions.

Do you have
any more vanilla fudge?

Oh, uh-huh.

Here. Mm.

I mean, you can't carry
other people's loads for them.

It weighs you down,
and they never grow.

Makes sense to me.

I'd like some more of
that praline if you're through.

Oh, finished it, sorry.

Anyway, the idea is
to concentrate

on what really
is yours to carry.

And if the other people who
don't believe in the Abbott way

can't keep up, you walk on by.

And say what you feel, right?

Mm, absolutely.

Well, I would like some more
of that damn praline.

You got it.

Thank you.

I have been at work
all afternoon trying

to deal with that horrible
damage you have done.

I just want
to know why, Sydney... why?

I... I'm sorry, Jane, I don't
know what you're talking about.

God, you are so smug!

Part of me wants
to rip you to shreds

just like you did my dresses.

Jane, you can't come in here
raving like a lunatic...

Shut up!

And give me the key
to my studio.

Here you go, but I honestly
don't know what happened.

You hate me, don't you, Sydney?
Come on, Jane.

Well, guess what?
The feeling's mutual.

See, it's like I told you.

The weak ones blame the strong.

Sydney, like Martin
says, just walk on by.

Yeah.

Walk on by.

And if I'm lucky,
never see her again.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Jane, how are you doing?

Uh, doing my best not to fall

into a pit
of depression, actually.

I know, I heard
about your dresses.

I am so sorry.

What do you think... it was
a competitor or something?

It was a competitor,
all right...

my sister.

Sydney? You're kidding.

I can't prove it,
but I know she did it.

I mean, she's been
so angry lately.

And now, I guess
she's lashing out.

I mean, let's face the facts.

She's never been
particularly stable.

You know what?
This makes sense now

because she was so smug
when she found out

my motorcycle was ruined,
and I parked it inside the gate.

And who else here would do it?

Yeah, she seems to be
taking revenge

on everybody
she considers an enemy.

I put a couple calls into
her probation officer,

but he hasn't gotten back to me.

I'm so sorry.

Who knew being a big sister

would be such a nightmare?

Really.

Well, Kimberly, you didn't
test very positively.

There's nothing
in the results, though,

that couldn't be handled
and dealt with

in some... you know,
intense counseling sessions.

What?

You have, uh...

no mechanism for dealing
with stress,

a high degree
of suppressed hostility,

sociopathic tendencies,

dissociative
personality disorder.

In short, you're a walking
time bomb.

Now, I can refer you
to a staff psychotherapist.

That...

Would be bad
for my career, Matt.

I want you to change
the results.

You know that's impossible.

I know it's not.

Hell, you've changed
blood test results before, Matt.

What's the diff?

Look, I'm not changing
anything, okay?

The results go in
tomorrow morning as scheduled.

Now, if you could just
initial your evaluation

and... sign at the bottom.

I guess I'll just have to think
about that, won't I?

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Who's here?

Anybody here?

Anybody here?

♪ ♪

Oh, my God.

My cameras!

Sydney.

Damn you.

Thanks.

Can't you sit down a minute?

It doesn't look too busy.

Ah, sure... besides,
Jake's in the storeroom.

All right, you little psycho,

I want to know where
my cameras are.

Jo, whatever your problem is,

I didn't have anything
to do with it,

so you'll just have
to carry this yourself.

Ow! They're my living, you
twisted piece of dirt!

Give them back!

Back off, lady!

Hey, all right, hey! Hey!

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey,
stop it!

Jake, call the cops
on this crazy woman.

We were just sitting here, and
she comes in and attacks me.

Jo, what's going on?

I tried to warn you about
your little waitress, Jake,

and so did Jane.

She's a vindictive,
little thief!

She stole my cameras,
and I have to work tonight!

What will it take to make
you see what's going on?

Look, Sydney, why don't
you just take off early.

Lunch is basically over.

Why are you blaming Syd?

Jo started it.

You, I don't know, and this
is none of your business.

Yeah, but she's my friend,
and she's right.

You are blaming me again.

Come on.

I want them back, Sydney.

♪ ♪

♪ Feed me caviar ♪

Well, I agree, Mr. McGovern.

The Fighting Bride is
a wonderful idea.

I'll have Alison put together

a complete presentation
for next week.

Wonderful.

You've got a real talent there.

I'd give her a raise.

Oh, absolutely.

So what exactly is
a literary aesthetic anyway?

What the hell are Michael
and Kimberly doing here?

We had to invite them.

As partners in your company,

they're our clients too.

God, if my week
wasn't bad enough.

Oh, damn it, Michael, I want
to celebrate... let's dance.

I already told you...
I don't feel like it.

You better cool it
on those martinis.

As a matter of fact,
I think I need another one.

Hey, Michael.

Hey, Billy boy, nice party.

I didn't think
you had it in you.

Yeah.

Listen, I need a favor.

There's something wrong
with Amanda.

Uh, what do you mean by wrong?

I don't know...
She seemed weak...

headaches, you know,
seems distracted.

So, uh, maybe you
could go over there

and get closer, talk to her,

ask her to dance or something.

Get an idea what's going on
with her.

Sure, I'll give it a shot.

Hi again, Billy.

Hi, Meredith.

Are you having a good time?

Great.

So how do you like my new look?

Oh... it's terrific.

Really, you look wonderful.

Thanks.

Alison told me that I should
be more outgoing

with the guys,
but I... I couldn't.

I thought I should try it out
on someone I know first.

Do you want to dance?

Uh... sure.

♪ For I know that my heart ♪

♪ Is yours ♪

♪ And there is no... ♪

You know, Amanda,
you look exhausted.

I'm fine.

You want to dance, let's dance.

How long have you had this lump?

It's a swollen gland...
Now stop it.

I've been depressed
for so long, you know?

I've been keeping everything
locked up

and afraid of my own sexuality.

Alison's been encouraging me.

She's telling me that
these things have to change.

Well, I'm glad
you're working on it.

Well, I am.

I am.

♪ For I know that my heart ♪

♪ Is yours ♪

Have you had any night sweats
or fatigue?

Oh, I told you
to stop it, Michael.

I know what you're doing.

If I wanted a doctor,
I'd ask for one.

I wish you and everybody else
here would leave me alone.

I hate it when you treat me
like this, you jerk.

Stop acting like a child.

I'll deal with you later.

Amanda, wait.

Excuse me... I'm trying
to help you here.

Michael, I told you...

Ms. Woodward.

Someone call 911.

Amanda.

Wrong neighborhood, queer bait.

Let's go.

♪ ♪

Son of a bitch.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

So you didn't know these guys
or provoke them in anyway?

No, I didn't.

You know, unless you call
being gay a provocation.

I know you cops
don't believe this,

but this stuff happens
all the time.

Yeah, we have records
of this happening to you

before as a matter of fact.

Yeah, you know,
you come down here,

you do the same dance.

You take a report,
and you don't do anything.

Look, Matt, why don't
you calm down, okay?

I'm quite aware of the number
of gay hate crimes,

especially in your neighborhood.

I'm gay.

Oh.

That's good.

Yeah, it is.

So, don't worry,
I'm gonna do whatever I can

to find out who did this to you.

Thanks.

Sure.

You take care,
and I'll be in touch.

So did you sleep all right
when you got home last night?

Oh, like a rock.

That's one thing
I don't have a problem with.

Seems like all I ever
want to do is sleep.

Well, hopefully,
all we're looking at here

is exhaustion or a slight
to mild anemia.

But next time,
don't wait until you collapse

to come see me, huh?

I'll try... right now,
I gotta get going.

I'm already late for a meeting.

Call me with a prescription.

What I prescribe right now
is rest, Amanda, some time off.

I don't think so.

DD is barely afloat,
and I'm the only one

who can keep it
from going under.

Thanks.

I'm glad you leave your door
open when you go jogging, Billy.

I'm naked under here.

You want to join me?

Meredith, this is
a really bad idea.

Well, why? We're both adults.

Who can it hurt?

Billy!

Billy, you home?

Oh, great, great.

Where are your clothes?

In the bathroom.

Get... get out of here...
Get dressed.

Stop it, you're hurting me!

So if we just do
some follow-up...

Billy.

You've gotta be the lowest
animal on the face of the earth.

Oh, come on... come on,
you don't really think...

Susan was one thing,
but my own sister?

Wh... what is this,
some kind of set-up?

I mean, your sister's twisted
or something.

I come back from a run,
and she's in my bed.

I don't think so.

I know Meredith,

obviously a hell of a lot
better than I know you.

Well, I don't care
if you believe me or not.

You two are nuts... I mean...

Hell, I don't
even like your sister,

much less want to sleep
with her.

God.

You don't even know
the damage you do, do you?

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Three professional cameras.

Light meter.

Tripod.

Nice work, Rikki.

As soon as we scrape
the serial numbers off these,

we'll sell them this afternoon.

We need all the cash
we can get right now.

Nice work.

Hi. Hi, I've gotta hurry.

I'm gonna be late
to my shift at Shooters.

Uh, folks?

This is always
a very special time for me,

a time of humility
and gratitude.

We're welcoming
a new member in our midst.

It's about time you started
putting yourself first, Syd.

I present...

Sydney Andrews.

Welcome, Sydney.

Welcome with all the light
and heart you bring with you.

Congratulations, Sydney.

Congratulations.

♪ ♪

Matt?

Hi, Matt.

How you doing?
You still a little sore?

I'm all right, considering.

Like you give a damn.

But I do.

Broken ribs.

I'm surprised.

I told them to break your arm.

Oh, well, don't try
and take credit for this.

You had nothing to do with this.

It was a hate crime.

You bet your butt it was.

I hate you.

♪ ♪

I don't understand this.

I just... I just don't
understand it.

It's just some kind of
sickness or something, Jake.

I called Sydney's
probation officer.

He was on vacation this week.

He said he'd be back Monday.

I'm sure he'll agree that we
have to do something about this.

Oh, my God, what happened?

What? What's going on?

Sydney, I can't believe you have
the gall to show up here.

What do you mean? I work here.

Not anymore, you don't.

Wait a minute.

You can't actually think
that I had

something to do with this?

You obviously need
a lot of help,

more than I ever realized.

These two
told you that I did this,

and you believe them over me?

You know they hate me, Jake.

Nobody hates you, Sydney.

We're just tired of you
striking out at us.

I'll show you striking out.

Sydney, stop it.

You've caused enough damage.

Now, I've called
your probation officer.

I think it's time that
you faced up to things.

I'm so sick
of being hurt by you.

All of you.

♪ ♪

I don't know what came
over me, Alison.

I guess I've always been

a little bit jealous of
your relationship with Billy.

He's so...

He's so gorgeous and sweet.

I don't know, I just thought
my first time should...

God, I sound like
I'm 16 or something.

Meredith...

there's a whole part
of your life

that was never allowed to grow.

Yeah, that...
That part is young.

When you get back
to San Francisco, you just...

You need to talk
to someone, like...

Like a therapist... I know, I know.
Yeah.

Those are gonna be some pretty
wild sessions, huh?

I really am sorry, Alison.

I hope Billy doesn't hate me.

Oh, no.

He didn't mean what he said.

He's... he's really mad at me.

Anyway, everything can be fixed.

The important thing is not
to blame yourself, okay?

The Parker girls are
just doing the best they can.

I love you, Al.

I love you too.

♪ ♪

Who is it?

It's Michael, Amanda...
Michael Mancini.

What are you doing here?

Well, I, uh...
Do you mind if I... thank you.

Um, got some preliminary results
from your blood tests.

It explains
some of the exhaustion.

Great... write me a prescription,

I'll write you
a check, we'll be even.

Um... I'm afraid it's not
gonna be as easy as that.

I think you better sit down.

Cut the dramatics, Michael.

I don't sit down for anything.

So spill... What's on your mind?

Well, there's no easy way
to say this.

You may have
Hodgkin's disease, Amanda.

It's a type of lymphoma.

Um, cancer of
the lymphatic system.

It's serious.

Now, I'd like you to come down

to the hospital
as soon as possible

to run some more tests.

There's also a specialist
there on staff

I'd like you to meet.

What are you up to now?

I mean, let's think.

What would you gain
from making believe

that I had cancer?

Nothing, all right?

I... I just want to help you.
Oh, come on.

I am not falling
for this... just leave me alone.

You know, anger and denial
are a normal reaction to...

Don't patronize me, Michael.

Now, maybe if you got your MD

from a real college
instead of off a matchbook,

you'd know what you were
talking about.

I went to Northwestern, Amanda.

I graduated near the top
of my class.

Congratulations, you're a liar
and pretentious.

Now, get outta here.

Now listen to me!
Get outta here!

You need medical care.

Get out now!

All right. Now.

Okay, relax... Will you relax?

All right.

All right.

I'll call you later.

Don't.

I never want to hear
from you again.

♪ ♪

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