Melrose Place (1992–1999): Season 4, Episode 13 - Hook, Line and Hayley - full transcript

[crying]

It's just like you,
isn't it?

To show up
outta nowhere.

As if your little
brother Jack didn't
do enough damage.

Oh.

Look, Amanda, I just came
to see if I could help.

I never stopped
thinking about you.

Oh, stop all the
lies, all right?
Let go of me.

A gun?

I can explain.

You're in danger.



No, you--
you-- you were--

you were sent here to
kill me, weren't you?

I'd never do that.

No, I understand.
You'd maybe come here,

see me, not feel anything,
and put a bullet in my head.

That's not the way it is,
all right?

All this time I thought
you were different--

the boy who went straight.
 Will you listen to me?

Will you shut up
for a minute and
let me explain?

No! No, I am tired
of being terrorized,

beaten and bullied
by your idiot brother,

your psycho father,
and now you.

If you're gonna kill me,
do it,

because I am not running from
any of you anymore.



For God's sake, Amanda,
don't you understand?
I couldn't hurt you.

I love you.

Don't you dare
say that to me.

Get out of here.

Unless you have the guts
to do what your daddy
sent you here to do.

We'll talk.

Oh, no, we won't.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Lie to me ♪

♪ Tell me anything ♪

♪ Don't wanna see love die ♪

♪ For the simple things ♪

♪ I have too much faith ♪

♪ When my friend
said to me ♪

♪ That would be
the death of me ♪

♪ I don't wanna tell you
how to live the life ♪

♪ When the reason is clear
in a beautiful light ♪

♪ So I lock my heart
in a ball and chain ♪

♪ And cry ♪

♪ Monday blue ♪

♪ Has no sympathy... ♪

I tell you, Kimberly,
I didn't expect
to feel this good.

I mean, I've never
kidnapped anybody
before.

Of course, I have raped
a couple around here--

grabbed 'em off the shelf
like they were a piece
of candy.

But this...
this...

this is special!

[laughing]

I mean, you're
a famous talk-show
host from the radio.

[chuckling nervously]

Untie me, Vic.

Let me go
before this gets bad.

Kimberly,
I want it to get bad.

I want it to get
real bad.

[chuckling]
Come on, you-- you--

you've done it with me,
you've scared me--

And you're wondering
what else could I
possibly want with you.

Well, you're the doc.
You tell me.

You let me go,
or I'll bring this whole
apartment house in here.

No chance.

Help!

Don't tick me off!

[chuckling]
We still have to
have some fun.

At your expense.

[sighing]
Right now, I need some rest.

We'll have our little
party tomorrow.

Who knows? You might even
live a whole extra day.

Hey, sleepyhead.

How long you planning
to stay in bed?

You gotta get out
and smell the salt air.

It's hard to wake up
after being

spirited away
in the middle of the night.

I'm still trying
to get my bearings.

Yeah, sorry about that
midnight run to the boat,

but you have to admit it
was pretty damn romantic.

Yeah.

But I still don't
understand all the urgency.

The middle-of-the-night
drama.

Well, I guess you
can tell...

things've been building
up inside me lately.

The one thing that really
bothered me

was that we didn't have
any honeymoon at all

because of a stupid
business problem.

I wanted to make that
up to you.

Hayley, I'm your wife.

If something's going on,
I want to know.

You promised--
no more secrets.

I know.

And I meant it.

But you gotta do
your part, too.

Show a little faith.

All right. Deal.

But I really should
call in to the office
and tell 'em where I am.

Well...I already...

told Brooke that you'd
be gone for a few days.

She told me she'd
tell everyone.

Well, no offense,

but your daughter isn't
exactly the most trustworthy.

Fine.

The captain's using
the radio right now.

You can call after lunch,
if that's okay with you.

Hayley, I didn't mean--

See you out on deck.

This is really, really
not good, Bobby.

Your father was very
specific about what
he wanted done,

and you agreed
to do it!

Things change,
Nick.
[scoffing]

Not for your father
they don't!

What am I
supposed to say
to Vincenzo Parezi

when he asks me why that--
that murdering witch
is still alive?

That you're in love?

Or maybe you just don't
give a damn about your
father or your brother!

Come here.

You tell my father
that once I straighten
out Jack's mess,

I got an opportunity
to make a great deal of
legitimate money out here,

and I'm not gonna screw it up
by killing this woman.

Now, you and I both know
whatever Jack got he deserved.

But I love my brother.
I love my father.

I could care less,
however, about you.

Be careful.

Well, your presentation
was impressive,
Miss Woodward.

Kristine and I will
discuss it, and we'll
get back to you.

Oh, good. I hope to hear
from you soon.

Brooke, would you
show Mr. Bennings
and Ms. Smith out?

Oh, certainly.

Well, I guess that
didn't go too badly,

considering the lead rep
wasn't here.

Well, you're always
good at thinking
on your feet, Amanda.

[phone ringing]

Conference room.

Yes, of course
I'll take it.

Guess who.

So, where the hell
are you, anyway?

Honestly, I'm not sure.

Somewhere off the coast
of Mazatlan.

You better be joking.

Tell her I wanna
see her in my office
this afternoon.

Did you hear that?
 Look, please...

tell Amanda I'm sorry.

Hayley insisted
we take the yacht and
finish our honeymoon.

He's-he's
been upset lately.

Yeah, well, there's some pretty
upset people here, too.

I-I understand that,
Billy.

Look, Hayley assures me
that we'll be back in the
States by week's end.

You can cover for me
for that long.

I guess I'll have to,
won't I?

All right, Mr. Hanson,
we're going to hold Shelly
on suspicion of assault,

but she is sticking
to her story

that she pulled
that knife on you
in self-defense.

Are you sure her attack
was unprovoked?

I provoked her...
by catching her red-handed.

Look, I've been telling you
guys all night that she was
tryin' to cut my throat.

What do you need,
a video tape?
Calm down.

She also stated that
she didn't do anything
with your money--

that you mismanaged it,
you blamed her,
and you were beating her.

[sighing]
Oh...

I was ripped off
and attacked by this
vicious little bimbo,

and now I'm standing here
defending myself?
This is crazy.

She was gonna fly off
with thousands of dollars
of my money.

Well, it turns out
you may be right.

We just turned up
a Washington state warrant

for kiting checks
on Shelly Hanson.

All right! Now, maybe
you'll believe me.

Well, maybe.
The uniforms turned up
a, um, safe deposit key

taped to a drawer
in her apartment.

My money?
Looks like it.

We'll get a court order,
and we'll check it out
by tomorrow.

I want my money back.

Why don't you go home
and get some rest,

and I will call you
when we get the order?

I want my money back,
do you understand?

I'm sick of being
the only man in this

screwed-up dirty city
who still believes
in an honest life--

right and wrong
and the American way
and all that crap!

I'm tired of being stepped on.
I want my money back.

Peter, I owe you
an apology.

I've been working
very hard at trying
to keep us apart--

been holding on
to old fears in my life,

and old things between
the two of us.

You don't--
you don't owe
me anything.

No, no, no--
let me finish.

I-I care for you.

Quite a lot,
actually, and now,

after all that's happened,

and all the ways
you've helped me,

jI wanna put the past
where it belongs

and take hold
of the future...

with you.

Well...

this is sounding better
all the time.

That was a very inspirational
little speech you gave.

You should try to market that
to stubborn women everywhere.

If you keep
making fun of me,

I won't take hold
of the future...

or anything else.

Chips,
extra-hot salsa,

Mexican beer,
and...

[chuckling]

Chicago Bears.
[giggling]

Mmm.

[TV turns on]

See?
Isn't this nice?

Well, I got to admit,
it could be worse.

I'm gonna go
take a shower.

Mm-hmm?

And when I get out,
we're gonna have
a great time.

Well, don't rush.
This is a good game.

[phone ringing]

Hello.

Michael.

You naughty boy,
you've been avoiding me.

No, I haven't. It's the lunatic
receptionist, Syd.

Listen, um...

I thought maybe you'd
like to join me for
lunch tomorrow.

Uh, I guess so. I'd have to
check my books, but...

What's this all about, Jane?

I mean, you can't really be
interested in me again.

Oh, I don't know...

it's been a--
it's been a long time
since I...

let my fingers trail
down your chest.

And it's been a really
long time since I dug
my nails into your back.

It's been even longer
since I...

TV announcer:
And he scores!
Touchdown!

Um, yeah, uh--
Yeah, it's been a while.

Um, sure, I'd love lunch
tomorrow. No problem.

Michael!
What about the game?

Who cares?

[laughing]

Michael, what has
gotten into you?

Ooh! Ooh!
[chuckling]

We really slept in,
didn't we?

You missed the whole day.

It was actually
kind of nice out.

I did some errands.

And now I'm gonna take
the gag off again,

but I want you
to promise not to
scream, all right?

I picked this up
while I was out.

I can't wait
to use it.

Promise
you'll be nice?

You don't have to do this.

I know I don't.
I want to.

I want to punish you
for every woman that's
treated me bad.

You see, when it comes
to women,

I take what I want,

and when I'm finished,
I throw it out.

[giggling, laughing]

What's so funny?
 You. You're hilarious.

I swear,
I will cut you.

Oh, and then what?
That makes you a man?

If you were a real man,
you'd wanna do me again.

I'm not half-bad,
you know.

Who says I'd want to?

Oh, you do, and you don't
need that knife to do it.

No, we'll use the knife
because you don't like it.

Okay, but why don't you
give me at least one free hand

so that I can touch you?

Yeah, like I'm stupid?

Okay, but please,
at least one leg
so that I can hold you--

or does that scare you?

Nothing about you
scares me.

Oh, yeah, that's it, Vic.

Yes, it's gonna
be so good.

Yeah, come on,
come to mama.

Yeah, that's my boy.
You beautiful hunk, you...

[grunting]

Uhh!
Aah!

Vic?

Help!

Help!

Help me!

Help!

Help!

Help me!
Please, somebody help!

Help!

Help!

[whispering]
Oh, God...

Oh, come on.

Oh, you've done it now.

Come on.

You've done it now!

[grunting]
Uhh!

Ow!

[wincing]

How's that feel, Vic?
Comfy?

Go to hell.

You know, being threatened,
tortured and tied up

is one of my least
favorite things.

I am very, very angry.

I'll make you pay for this.
Somehow, some way.

Shut up, Vic.

You're not doing
anything anymore.

I am.

I just haven't
figured out what yet.

What are you doing?

I was just
looking at you.

How long have you
been staring at me?

All night.

I can't believe
how lucky you are.

[scoffing]
Oh, am I, now?

Oh, yeah. You get to
sleep in all day.

You have a big handsome
doctor who's all crazy
in love with you.

I mean, what else could you
really want? Hmm?

[laughing]
You are so full of it.

No, really,
tell me.

[phone ringing]

Hello?

It's Bobby.
Please, don't hang up.

I just wanna see you
one more time.

I need a chance to...
clear some things up
between us.

I am completely clear.
I don't wanna see you at all.

Come on, Amanda,
I'm begging you.

Gimme a chance to...
explain things.

I don't think there's anything
more for us to say.

Just meet me
for a drink.

Bay Beach Bar.

8:00.

Fine.
One drink and that's it.

That's all I need.

I'll see you then.

Who was that?

Nobody.
Just an old friend.

I need some coffee.
How 'bout you?

Amanda,
what's going on?

Nothing. I told you it was
just an old friend.

Hey, hey.
Hey.

That was Bobby Parezi,
Jack's brother.

There's another one?

Well, you can't
go meet with him, I mean--
not alone, at least.

It's all right.
He's not like Jack.
He's not gonna hurt me.

A long time ago,
before I was married to Jack,

Bobby and I had...
a thing.

A thing?

[chuckling nervously]

You were lovers?

Well, yeah,
but it's ancient history,

and he just wants
to say good-bye.

Why don't you hop
in the shower and I'll
make us breakfast?

What's going on?
You wanted to see me?

Yeah, I did.

These files are records
of financial dealings

that I've been involved with
for the past couple of years.

If the SEC found them,
they'd have me for lunch.

They've been on to me
for months.

They're after my hide.

That's why we had to leave
in the middle of the night.

I'm sorry I lied to you
for so long.

I guess I was lying
to myself,

hoping one of my little
shell games would pay off,
but it didn't,

so now, I gotta get rid
of my old life...

and get another.

[splashing]

Basically, I'm broke.

The only thing I own
is this boat.

The money doesn't matter to me.
It was never about the money.

I know.

I'm leaving everything
behind, Alison.

I can't ever go back.

Look, I know it was
selfish of me to try
and bring you with me,

but I only did it because
I love you so much,

and I'm so scared
of losing you.

You're the one good thing
in my life.

I-I can't believe
you would just take me
wherever you're going,

and then-then this after
you don't trust me enough

to tell me the truth about
anything?

Not anymore.

Look, I understand
that you probably can't
come with me.

Uh, we're docking
for fuel later today.

You can leave then.
But please...

at least consider
how much I love you

and that we might still
have a life together.

New Zealand, anywhere.
Wherever you want.

Except where I live?

I'm sorry, Alison.
I really am.

Just think about
what I said...for us.

[bell ringing]

Well, if it isn't
Jess' big brother.

Come to bail me out, Jake?

The cops found the key
to the safe deposit box.

And you went to the bank,

and there was no money,
was there?

Where is it, Shelly?

Where's everything
that you stole from me?

It's gone.

I buried it.

Just like you buried
your brother.

That's all the cash
that I have in the world.

They got you. You don't
need it anymore. Come on.

Didn't I mean
something to you?

Or was it just the money?

You never meant anything
to me except revenge.

That's sweet, you know?

Because I finally got
to pay you back...

for all the pain that
you caused Jess and me.

You planned this?

I trusted you.

I felt sorry for you.

What can I say, Jake?

You're a chump.

You?

Rot in hell.

[chuckling]

[laughing]

Come on, Jane,
it's not that funny.

Michael, you were right.
Come inside,
I wanna show you something.

No, no, wait, wait.
Look...

don't get me wrong,
I love this new
closeness between us,

but where are we
headed exactly?

What's wrong? You're not happy
being with me?

No, no,
I'm very happy.

I'm just, like I said,
confused.

Let me clear it up
for you.

Richard, for God's sake,
grow up.

Oh, come on, Jo, I was just
surprised to see--

[scoffs]

Jo--
I'm sick and tired
of all these games.

I'll see you
at the shoot.

[clearing throat]
Detective?

This is a signed confession
from this man, Victor Munson.

It covers the fact that
he not only abducted me
and held me prisoner,

but he's also committed
a number of unsolved rapes

and assaults
in the neighborhood.

Is this true?

Now, as you can imagine,
I would like to get home,

and, uh, to my apartment.
Clean up.

Maybe have a bite to eat.
I'll be back later tonight
to make a statement,

if that's all right.
 Sure.

Thanks.

What about
our agreement?

Oh, yes.

Uh, this man
is a patient of mine,

and I'll see to it that
he gets some psychiatric
care in prison.

Bye.

There you go.
There you go.

There we go.
Okay.

We're casting off
in a few minutes.

Oh, I brought your stuff.

I see.

I called.

You won't have any trouble
getting a flight out
of here today.

Thanks.
Um...

what if I didn't
fly anywhere?

Just sailed away with you?

You'd make me the happiest
man in the world.

Well, then, I think
that's what I wanna do.

[laughing]

Come on.

So, after flying Navy Intruders
during the Gulf War,

I moved back up
to, uh, D.C.,

distanced myself from
everything in Miami.

Did a few years
in the CIA,

but it was very
situational.

I need something
that's definite.
Good or bad, straight up.

Is that why you're back
doing dirty errands
for your father?

I have an idea that I can
make a change.

I came because I didn't
want somebody else to,

somebody that could hurt you.

And I promise you,
from now on, you're safe.

[sighs]

I don't blame you
or even your family for
what happened with Jack.

If anyone, I blame myself
for being so stupid,

for getting involved
in the first place,
but now...

it's time for
everyone to go home.
I'm fine now.

I just wanna continue on
with my life.

And you've done all right
for yourself out here.

But, Amanda,
it wasn't your fault.

Jack was a...
Jack was horrible.

[sighs]

Remember the first time
that he introduced you
to the family?

I was floored.
I couldn't understand how
the most intelligent,

beautiful, funny woman
I'd ever met

could be involved
with my very...

sick brother.

He hid his problems
pretty well.

Yeah, we hid a lot
from him, too.

I loved you very much,
Amanda.

No, I don't think
you did at all.

We've talked enough, Bobby.
Good night.

I just can't desert you
out here.

Look, I'll just wait
for you at the car.

Do whatever you want.
Just leave me alone.

Mmm.

[chuckling]

Don't leave me, Bobby.
Don't ever leave me.

I wouldn't
think of it.

Don't you worry.

I'm gonna
take care of it.

You ain't gonna
marry my brother.

Everybody will
understand.

It's obvious
that the two of us
should be together.

Right?

Mm-hmm.
Just the two of us.

I love you.

I'll never love
anyone else.

[echoing]
I'll never love anyone else.

Hi.
Got a minute?

Peter.
Come in.

I was just thinking
about you.

Is that right?
 Yeah.

[chuckling]
What's wrong?

Well, I was looking
for you last night,

and, um-- and I
couldn't find you.

I called you
several times,

but apparently you didn't
get in until well past
1:00 in the morning.

That's what's wrong.
I was a little worried.

[chuckling]
Peter, calm down.

I'm a grown woman.
I don't need a hall monitor.

I went for a walk after
I talked to Bobby, all right?

Well, pardon me
for being concerned,

but the woman that I love
goes out to meet a mobster,

I'm gonna be a little
worried about it!

He is not a mobster.
He's a war hero,
for God's sake.

He works
for the government.

Did I hear somebody
singing my praises in here?

These are...
for last night.

I'm sorry for the interruption.
I'm Bobby.

Bobby Parezi.

And you are?
Ask her.

Oh, Peter,
come back here.

Sorry. I was just trying
to make a gesture.

Yeah, I really
appreciate it.

Why don't you just
leave me alone?

Amanda, no matter what
happened seven years ago,
I'll always love you,

and I never wanna
cause you any pain.

Bobby, you showed up,
we had a drink,
we talked.

I've got nothing more
to say to you, all right?
So, please.

You never said
where we were going.

There's New Zealand, right?

Nah.
Too many sheep.

[chuckling]
Australia?

Nah, it's too big.

No, I was thinking of
something a little more...

intimate.

The islands
of the South Pacific.

Palm tress, mangos,
and beautiful sunsets?

You got it.
Bali Ha'i and all that.

Now all we gotta do is
watch out for the French
and their nukes.

Don't you think you've
had enough to drink?

Actually,
I don't think so.

I'm celebrating.
These are some big life
changes, you know?

And I can't believe
you're coming with me.

I'm so happy, I feel
like a kid again.

Like anything is possible.

Are you sure about this?

Absolutely.

Maybe you wanna
give Billy a call.

You can't exactly tell him
what we're doing,

but it might be a way
for you to say good-bye
to your old life.

No. I already said good-bye.

My last talk with Billy
was enough.

I'm glad you said that.

I'm tired of that whole
world back there, too.

Tired of everything that
was pullin' and tearin'
me apart!

Hayley--

All I was trying to do
back there was stay alive!

And everybody was pulling
me down, trying to bury me.

Nobody gave a damn
about what was inside me!

Even my own daughter.
My-my own daughter.

She'd stick a knife
in my back for a buck.

It's over now, sweetheart.
Now it's just us.

You're right.
I'm sorry.

I'm gonna
get another drink.

We should be celebrating
our escape from hell.

You know what?
I'm gonna put this glass down,

and I'm gonna show you
how to really celebrate.

Come on.

[phone ringing]

Burns-Mancini,
may I help you?

Please hold.

[clears throat]
Hey.

It's Amanda.
For the third time.

Tell her that I'm out,
or with a patient.

Anything.

Amanda? To use his
words exactly,

"Tell her I'm out,
or with a patient.
Anything."

I get the definite
impression he doesn't
wanna talk to you.

Bye-bye.

[phone ringing]

Burns-Mancini.

Oh, it's you.

I'll see if he's in.

[beeping]

Hello?
 Michael, Jane's
on line one.

I'll tell her
you're busy.

Uh, put her
through, Syd.

Jane, how you doing?

I was just wondering

if you'd like to join me
at a cocktail party.

It's a fashion industry thing,
it'll be boring, but...

I'm sure I can
make it up to you.

No, hey,
it sounds great to me.

I'll dump
what I have planned.
You know, Jane,

I've been thinking
about you all morning.

Bye.
No, Jane,
hold on a second.

Um, specifically
what I was thinking

was, uh, when do we
get down to brass tacks,
sexually speaking?

Well, we'll have to see,
Michael.

We're great together,
sweetheart.

And, uh, listen,
you just give the signal.

I'll do all the work.

Bye, Michael.

Sydney, I have to cancel

dinner for tonight.
Something came up.

I'm sure it did,
Michael.

Kimberly:
Thanks for meeting me, Peter.
I know you're busy.

You all right?
You seem...

I don't know, sad.

Oh, it's nothing.
I'm fine.

Go ahead, please.

All right.

I'm here to tell you that
I'm quitting the radio station.

Kimberly, I went to
a lot of trouble

to get you that job
as a work release.

We, or you,

just need to tell them that
I'm still gonna be working...

but at what I love,
being a physician.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Now, I think you're
jumping the gun here.

No, no, look at it.
It makes perfect sense.

I am perfect for an internship
in psychiatry.

I've already applied.
I just need you to
smooth it through.

You, a shrink?

What's happening
to this world?

Come on, don't be
so over-dramatic.

I realized during my last
ordeal with this poor,
deranged man,

that I have the ability
to help people.

But I need your help
to do it.

Kimberly,
get real, hmm?

Three months ago, you were
completely deranged.

You just can't
wish upon a star and
become Sigmund Freud.

I know, I know, I just--
I just need a chance,
that's all.

Ah, what the hell,
why not?

You know, you'll probably
be better than most.

[laughing]
Oh, Peter, thank you.

To my new career.

[wind blowing]

Hayley?

Hayley?

Hayley?

Hayley?

Hayley!

Hayley!

Mrs. Armstrong,
what's wrong?

Have you seen
Mr. Armstrong?

He's not down below?

I saw him up on deck
having a couple of drinks
about 20 minutes ago.

Where?
 Outside your cabin.

Is he missing?

We'll find him.
Don't worry, we'll find him.

Mayday, mayday.

Mayday.
Mayday.
Hayley!

Hayley!

Captain:
We have a man
overboard.

Hayley!

...west of the
Acapulco coast.

I repeat, we have
a man overboard.
 Hayley!

Mayday.
Mayday.

Jo, we need to talk.

Um, look, Richard,
it's Saturday.

I'm taking the weekend
off from all this crap.

Just five minutes,
please?

Look, um...

I don't know how things
got so turned around
between us lately.

[mouthing]
I knew it.

But I just want you
to know that I care
very deeply about you.

Come on.
I have very little
patience with this.

I can see
the seventh-grade game

that Jane is playing,
Richard,

and I can see you playing
right along with her,

and it drives me crazy,
and do you know why?

Because, once again,

I have fallen for
a lying, childish rat!

Jo, please
just look at this.

I don't understand it!
I really don't.

I mean,
I am a smart woman.

But my God, I always
fall for these-these-...

two-timing slugs that crawl...

Jo, please.
 ...on the bottom side
of relationship hell!

Jo, please--
 I never should've gone
to Hawaii with you!

Jo, stop.
Look-- No!

I know that things
have looked bad between
Jane and I recently,

but she is just a virus,
and I'm shakin' it.

Would you please look at this?

These are papers
I had drawn up

dissolving the
Hart-Mancini partnership.

And I'm also starting a company
of my own, without Jane.

And if you would,
I'd love for you to
join me in the venture.

Please.

[sighing]

Mrs. Armstrong,

did you see your husband
at all when you woke up?

No.
Um...

we went to bed
early together,

and then when I woke up,
he was gone.

You woke up in the middle
of the night?

The, um...

the cabin door was open,

and the wind was making
some noise.

And you say he had
been drinking?

Yes, earlier.

And then I found a bottle.

Captain: I guess
I saw him last.

About 20 minutes before
Mrs. Armstrong came
to the bridge.

He'd been drinking
quite a bit.

[whispering]

I-I'd like to please
call home now.

Yes, yes. Of course,
of course. Uh...

We've already notified
Mr. Armstrong's daughter.

She's flying down.

A body has been found
about 30 miles down the shore.

It could be your husband.

Once we have the body
transported,

we'll need you
to identify him.

[whispering]
No.

No.

No. No.

He...
he can't be dead.

No.
Oh, God.

Oh...
oh, God.

[crying]

Mornin', sis.

Well, hey, Syd.
What's up?

Just looking for some
advice from my big,
wise, older sister.

Really? Oh, well, what can
I do for you?

Well...
[chuckling]

See, Michael and I
have been very
happy lately.

And he's been so...

sexually intense.

If you know
what I mean.

And I've been thinking,
in a Cosmo sort of way,

that maybe he's
having an affair.

Which I could
put up with, I guess,

as long as
it wasn't with, say...

a former wife of his.

That would really tick
me off, Jane.

Look, Syd, I don't know
what you're babbling about,

but I think that maybe
you need to take

a double-dose of your
medication or something.

I'm just
telling you, Jane,

I'm not as dumb as I look.

Oh.

Hey, Syd.
 House call, Doctor?

None of your
business.

Well, hello.

Did you get tired
of ignoring my calls

and decide to come over
and ignore me in person?

Amanda, listen.
I-I...

I couldn't talk
to you for a while.

I want this thing
to happen between us,

but when I saw you
with Jack's brother,
it just--

Look, I want
to do this, too,

but we're gonna have to try
and trust each other

if we're gonna have
any kind of relationship.

Agreed.

I know I'm not easy,
but let's face it--

you're a piece
of work yourself.

Well, seeing as we're

two of the most difficult
people in the world,

maybe we have a chance
together.

Maybe, but it's
a hell of a risk.

I'll take it.

Detective:
I know this is difficult,

but I'll need you
to look carefully

to make sure
that it is your husband.

Oh, God. Oh, God.
It's him.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Where is he?

What's going on?

He's dead.

You killed him.

No.

You killed my father!

Hey!
Stop!

You'll pay for this!
Billy!

[screaming
hysterically]

Stop it!
Stop it.

[wailing]

She killed my father.

[crying]

♪ ♪