The Affair (2014–…): Season 2, Episode 11 - 211 - full transcript

[Noah]
Previously on The Affair...

I want to build
a nightclub.

Come on, man.
We can do this.

The Lockhart brothers
back in business.

I was just wondering
if you could tell me

what the last day to drop
this class is.

Tomorrow, actually,
the halfway mark.

[teacher] If your plan is to go
to med school,

I really encourage you
to continue.

The longer you wait,
the harder it may be

to jump back in.



What are you doing?

I am sending an email
to my accountant

and telling him to send you
$50,000.

- Are you insane?
- It's not a loan.

It's a gift, okay?

No, I don't want to take
any more money off you.

Well, the sooner you and Helen
get divorced,

[Max] the happier
everyone will be.

- The Lobster Roll.
- What about it?

I want to buy it with you.

I know you've got
your own cash,

'cause I know what you
sold your house for, okay?

Is this your daughter?

- Yeah, uh, Gigi, I think...
- She's beautiful.



Everybody says she
looks like Alison,

but to me, she looks like
her daddy.

You know what?
She does to me too.

[♪ dramatic music ♪]

♪ I was screaming
into the canyon ♪

♪ At the moment of my death ♪

♪ The echo I created ♪

♪ Outlasted my last breath ♪

♪ My voice
it made an avalanche ♪

♪ And buried a man
I never knew ♪

♪ And when he died
his widowed bride ♪

♪ Met your daddy
and they made you ♪

♪ I have only one thing to do
and that's ♪

♪ Be the wave that I am
and then ♪

♪ Sink back into the ocean ♪

♪ I have only one thing to do
and that's ♪

♪ Be the wave that I am
and then ♪

♪ Sink back into the ocean ♪

♪ I have only one thing to do
and that's ♪

♪ Be the wave that I am
and then ♪

♪ Sink back into the ocean ♪

♪ Sink back into the ocean ♪

♪ Sink back into the o ♪

♪ Sink back into the ocean ♪

♪ Sink back into the o ♪

♪ Sink back into the ocean ♪

♪ Sink back into the ocean ♪

♪♪

[Cole]
"I'll kill you.

I will fucking kill you."

[Klass] And did the defendant's
threat become physical?

Noah threw my brother
on the ground.

He started hitting him
over and over again.

Then he... he started
choking Scotty.

He couldn't breathe.

If I didn't jump in,
I don't know...

You feared for your
brother's life, didn't you?

Yes.

- Objection. Leading.
- [judge] Sustained.

I'll refrain.

Scott had impregnated
Mr. Solloway's teenage daughter.

In that moment,
did you think that Mr. Solloway

was capable
of killing your brother?

[Gottlief]
Objection!

Sustained.
Ms. Klass, please.

No further questions.

Mr. Lockhart,

I only have
one question for you.

Do you hate Noah Solloway?

Excuse me?

Would you mind telling
the jury

what you feel when you look
at the defendant?

[sighs]

I feel nothing.

Noah Solloway had an affair
with your wife, did he not?

With my ex-wife.

And then to add insult
to injury,

he destroyed
your family's reputation

and their livelihood
in his novel.

Is there no part of you
that hopes that this trial

will serve as an opportunity
to punish him for that...

[Klass]
Objection.

[Gottlief] ...and not for
what he's actually accused of?

Sustained.
Counselor...

No further questions.

[♪ dramatic music ♪]

♪♪

_

[Luisa] I'm nervous
about meeting your mom later.

What if she doesn't like me?

She probably won't.

[chuckles]

I'm her kid.
She can barely stand me.

Well, give me some tips.

How can I make
a good impression?

All right, here's how
it's gonna go.

You're gonna walk in.

She's not gonna ask you
to take off your shoes,

but you should take off
your shoes.

Then she's gonna offer you
some lemonade.

It's gonna taste like shit,

'cause she never puts
enough sugar into it,

but try not to scrunch up
your face.

And then she's gonna tell you
that we're cursed.

So maybe don't mention
the fibroids.

[chuckles]
Right.

[cell phone ringing]

- Fuck.
- Your boss?

Yeah.

Stephanie?

Stephanie.

I-I can't...

[whispering]
Thank you.

Hold on.
I-I can't hear you.

You're breaking up.

We're just pulling over.

Okay, now, explain
to me the problem.

Just have Lillian
bag the meat

and put it into the alley
before it starts to smell.

[sighs]

It's in...
it's in the basement.

Yes, just go down there,
and it's right there.

It's the first one.

[♪ soft music ♪]

♪♪

[sighs]

♪♪

[both sigh]

45 minutes and no calls
from Stephanie.

[both chuckling]

Think that's got to be
some kind of record.

Well, one day,
I'm gonna own my own restaurant

so I don't have to deal
with anybody else's bullshit.

[sighs]

What kind of place
would you want to open?

Nothing fancy.

Someplace
that means something

to people that go there.

I'm gonna take a bath.

[sighs]

[exhales]

[water running]

- Where you going?
- There's no soap.

Hold on,
I'll get it for you.

Relax.

Excuse me?

Uh,
we don't have soap here.

[woman]
I'm sorry, ma'am.

I thought I restocked
that room.

Here you go.

- Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.

Mom?

Cole?

Hello.

You're Cherry?

I'm so sorry.

Mom, this is my fiancée,
Luisa.

Very nice to meet you.

Yeah, very nice
to meet you too.

E'

I didn't know that you were
working here.

Well, I mean,
now you know.

Does the room need
anything else?

- No, the room's fine.
- Okay.

- We'll see you later.
- Yes.

[sighs]

- [knocks on door]
- Housekeeping.

- [knocks on door]
- Housekeeping.

[knocks on door]

[Cherry] I haven't looked
at these in years.

This is on the day
that we were married.

[Luisa]
Oh, wow.

You look so beautiful.

Oh, thanks.

Where did you
find all these?

I found them when I was
cleaning out the breakfront

right before I sold it.

You sold Cora's breakfront?

I didn't have a choice,
Cole.

[clears throat]

You look just like
your father, Cole.

Yeah? You think?

Yeah.

People always tell me that,
but I don't see it.

Now, that crusty old
son of a bitch

is my grandfather Silas.

Is, um, that the ranch
behind you?

We were married
at the very top of that hill,

October 2nd, 1974.

I'm sorry that we didn't
manage to hang on to it

a little while longer
for your sake, dear.

What do you mean,
for my sake?

Oh, so that you guys
could get married there too.

But isn't that where
you and Alison got married?

Mm-hmm.

Then I'm glad it's gone.

Excuse me?

Well, I just... I just think
it's time for us

to make our own traditions.

We told Miranda we were
gonna meet her soon,

so I think we should
get going, yeah?

Oh.
[chuckles]

The prodigal son returns.

Jesus Christ, Scott,
you look like shit.

You don't.

Your brother hasn't
been feeling very well...

I feel great, Mom.

Anyway, I was... I was just
heading out myself.

I got a busy day ahead.

Where you going, baby?

I'm going to meet my investor.

I don't know if you heard,
but the Lobster Roll

is in foreclosure,
and I managed

to save up a little
bit of money, so...

You saved up some money?
How'd you do that?

Well, I sold my truck,
sold my boat, um...

Mom helped out.

We sold off
most of the antiques.

And, you know, I just got
to convince my guy

that we are good to go,
and tomorrow,

we take the plunge.

So, hey, cheers to that.

Ow! Fuck me!
God! God!

- Are you all right?
- Jesus Christ, I'm fine.

Okay? Thanks, Mom.
I'm just a little amped, okay?

- Yeah, I can see that.
- I'll get some ice.

Sorry about that.

How much money do you have?

I got about 37K, man.

37K...

What do you think that place
is gonna go for,

a couple million?

Yeah.

So you have 37 grand,
and this investor's

just gonna cover you
for the rest.

Look, man, if you want in
on this, it's not too late.

No, I want you to do something
good with that money.

I think you need
to go to rehab, Scott.

[scoffs]

Get... get the fuck off me.

You know what?
Just go fuck yourself, okay?

Who knows, maybe we'll see you
in another couple years.

We'll have a fucking good time.

[sighs]

You gave him money?

Cole, we haven't seen you
in a while.

You don't get to just
walk on in here

and tell everyone
what's wrong with them.

That's not what I'm doing.

I'm gonna freshen up,
and then we should go.

[Luisa]
[speaking Spanish]

[laughter]

[speaking Spanish]

Yes, we have got to go
with chocolate, right?

- That we can agree on.
- Yes, absolutely, yes.

Okay, good, 'cause otherwise
the wedding's off.

[Margaret]
The wedding's off?

Please tell me he's joking.

[speaking Spanish]

- Hello, lovely.
- Hi, Margaret.

- You look beautiful.
- Oh, thank you.

Margaret, um, this is Cole.

Congratulations, Cole.
Nice to meet you.

Thank you.
It's nice to meet you too.

- Adorable.
- And the mother.

- This is my mother, Cherry.
- Hello.

[laughs] It's a pleasure.
Margaret Butler.

Please excuse my sweatiness.

I've lost my mind
and started spinning.

[chuckles]

Come on, everybody,
sit down.

Mi casa es su casa,
as Miranda would say.

Well, have you picked
a weekend?

I want to tell the landscaper
so he can put some plants out.

Uh...

[Margaret]
Haven't you asked them?

Asked them what?

[speaking Spanish]

I'm sorry, what'd she say?

I would love to have
the wedding here.

I'll pay for everything.

[Luisa]
That's... I don't think...

It's the least I can do.

Your mother has taken care of
this house and us for 30 years,

and now the place
is basically empty.

I know, that's very generous,
but...

[Miranda]
[speaking Spanish]

[both]
[speaking Spanish]

I think there may have just
been a misunderstanding here.

I'm sorry.
I don't want to upset anyone.

It's just an offer,
sweetheart.

- I know.
- You can take it or leave it.

Right, and we really
appreciate it.

[Luisa]
Yes, we do.

But this is a Lockhart-Leon
wedding,

and we'd like to do it
ourselves.

Did you say Lockhart?

As in the Lockhart Ranch,
the brothers?

That's right.

I trust you're not the one who
impregnated my granddaughter.

Oh, my God.

- That's my brother, Scott.
- I see.

So you must be the one who
pulled a gun on Noah Solloway.

- Should we go?
- Yeah.

[speaks Spanish]

[Cole] Miranda, pleasure.

We'll see you soon.
Hasta luego.

[Miranda] You're leaving?

[Cherry]
It was wonderful to meet you.

Hold on.

I understand you might not want
to have the wedding here,

but please know
that you're welcome to.

That's very generous of you.
Thank you.

I've come to a time in my life
when I understand that...

...a little forgiveness
goes a long way.

We could just elope.

I don't want to elope.

It could be nice,
a quick little road trip

out to Vegas...

Vegas? No!

We could hitch the trailer up
to the back of my car.

That's great.

Any other ideas?

I do have one other idea.

What about the Lobster Roll?

For our wedding?

Yeah.

Didn't you see it
this morning?

It's, like, falling down.

It's in foreclosure.

What if we bought it?

What if we fixed it up?

Are you serious?

Yeah, yeah, I think I am.

I mean, look,
Scotty is in a very dark place,

but he's right about this.

It's a fucking great investment.

You can't get
into or out of Montauk

without driving
right past that place.

- I know that, but...
- I mean, just think about it.

New menu, new space,
keep what's always

made that place great,
but make it your own,

make it our own.

- Cole...
- It's tempting, right?

We have our own place.

We can move back out here.
We can work for ourselves.

- No more crazy Stephanie.
- [chuckles]

Yeah, but we'll have
crazy Scotty instead.

Well, I don't think
we could do it with him.

- No?
- No.

Not in the condition
that he's in.

And he's completely
full of shit.

He has nowhere near
that kind of money.

And we do?

Well, yeah, kind of.

What do you mean?

My money from Alison's house.

But I thought you didn't
want to touch that money.

I don't,
but I would for this.

Is it enough?

Um, I think it's, like,
half enough.

Cole, I don't want to get
a loan from the bank.

I promised myself,
I didn't want to

get in debt in this country.

I don't want to get
a loan either.

Okay,
so how's it gonna work?

Do you know people
with lots of money?

I thought
we could ask Alison.

[scoffs]

Look, I'm pretty sure she still
has her share of the money,

and I bet that she'd be willing
to go in on this with us.

To buy the restaurant?

You, me, and your ex?

[laughs]
Yes.

Alison cheated on you, Cole.

I know.

Look, I'll admit I haven't
worked through

all the details yet,
and I know that sounds crazy,

but... but I mean...

I'd rather go to Vegas.

If what's holding you back
from this is the fear

that it might lead to me
getting back together

with my ex-wife,
who cheated on me,

that's not ever going
to happen.

You have my word.

What if I say no?

What do you mean?

Is the wedding gonna be off?

No.

Of course not.

If you say no,
that's the end of it.

I will do whatever you want.

We can get married
wherever you want,

and we can live
wherever you want.

This could be a dream
come true

or the worst idea ever.

I can't decide.

[man] A 1.3 million.
I have 1.3 million.

1.4 million, 1.4 million?
1.4 million is bid.

Do I have 1.5 million?

[gavel bangs]

[♪ soft music ♪]

♪♪

Can I give you a ride
to the train station?

Uh... no.

I'm gonna go swing by
and take a look

at our new...

Holy fuck!

You are my hero.

What are you doing?

And you, you motherfucker!

God damn it!

Oh, God, I was gonna
stay away.

I was... especially after
my guy stood me up yesterday,

I was definitely gonna
stay away,

but I guess I'm a fucking
masochist, huh?

So I just... I had to see
what Manhattan douche bag

was gonna steal my dream,
and goddamn if it wasn't you.

Oh, God!

I was watching you
from the back.

You were raising your hand
like a motherfucking baller.

And, Jesus, man,
you came through.

You always do.
You always come through.

[Alison]
Are you feeling okay, Scotty?

Oh, yeah, I'm fucking happy.

I'm just happy.

God, you're not gonna
regret this, okay?

You are not gonna
regret this.

- What's that?
- About 37 grand, give or take.

Like, I don't know what the
percentages work out to, but...

I don't want your money.

I don't want it.

What do you mean,
you don't want it?

Here, take it, take it, please.

- I don't want it.
- No, come on...

I'm not going into business
with you like this, okay?

I'm not looking for an even
split or anything.

The answer's no!
Scott, the answer's no.

No, uh-uh.

Now wait a second, okay?

'Cause this was my idea.

I told you about this.
I told you both about this.

Take that money and do
something useful with it, okay?

You can't do this to me, Cole.

You... you cannot do this to me.

Everything I've wanted in my
life, you take away from me.

Huh? First it was Luisa; now
it's the fucking Lobster Roll.

This was my idea!
This was my shot!

Scotty,
you're a fucking junkie!

All right, I'm the junkie!
I'm the fuckup!

I'm the loser.
But her, her...

her, you trust?

You are so fucking blind.

You can't see what is right
in front of you!

She's fucking pathological!

God damn it, Cole,
I could tell you something

that would blow up
your entire fucking life.

- Couldn't I?
- Fuck you, Scott.

Huh? Couldn't I?

But what you're gonna do
is, you're fucking

going to cut me in!

[bottle shatters]

[sobbing]

Scott, hey, hey.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, Scotty.
I'm sorry.

You all right?
Hey, bud, hey.

It's gonna be okay, all right?

Just take it, please.
Just fucking take it.

All right.
Hey, hey, man.

Scott, Scott,
I'll bring you in, okay?

I will bring you in.
I promise.

You just got to go someplace
that's gonna give you some help.

Okay?
I will drive you there myself.

Just please promise me
you will do that.

You have got to clean up.

If I go...
[sniffles]

If I go,
you... you bring me in?

Yeah.

I promise, okay?

But you got to get cleaned up,
okay?

- No more of this.
- [crying]

[♪ soft music ♪]

♪♪

Hey, what were you
gonna tell me?

What was it that you were
gonna tell me

that could fuck up
my entire life?

[♪ soft music ♪]

♪♪

_

[cell phone alarm ringing]

[groans]

[♪ soft music ♪]

[groans]

Oh, God.

[♪ soft music ♪]

♪♪

[typing]

[♪ soft music ♪]

♪♪

[knock at door]

- Knock knock.
- What time is it?

It's time for me to shower.

Who's awake?

Uh, everybody.

I put on some more coffee
for you.

Thanks.

Noah?

Noah?

Noah!

I called you, like,
three times.

Sorry, didn't hear.

Look, uh, do you have
any time to talk this morning?

Uh, well, not really.

I really want to finish
this section

before I see Harry today.

Maybe when the kids
leave for school?

I just need some time with you.

How about tonight?
Let's have a date night.

It'll be nice.

[Trevor]
Dad, Joanie spilled my juice!

Okay, we'll do it tonight, yeah?

[Trevor]
Ow! Dad!

Dad, Stacey hit me!

Hey, it's your final today,
isn't it?

Yeah.

Don't be nervous.
You'll be great.

[Trevor]
Dad!

Coming.

So when do you think I might be
able to see some pages?

I don't know, Harry.

I've still got a ton
of research.

Well, I would love
to get something

in the stores by Christmas.

Are you out of your mind?

Oh, okay,
how about Valentine's Day?

It's not that kind of book.

But there is a certain
optimal window of time

for follow-up, okay?

If we get your second book
in the stores this year,

that would be ideal.

Are you sleeping at all?

Let me just... let me tell you
a little about

my schedule right now, okay?

I've got 15 needy students

whose finals have to be
evaluated by next week.

My baby's still not
sleeping through the night.

Alison is studying
for her MCATs.

My other four children,
one of whom is still

not speaking to me,
so I spend about an hour

every day writing letters
of apology to her,

which she never returns.

I get up at 4:30 in the morning
to write on the toilet

because Alison has turned my
office into a fucking nursery.

Okay, okay, I hear you, man.

You know, we need to get you
out of town.

You know what, I got a friend
on the board of Yaddo.

I will call her today.

We can have you up there
by the end of this week.

You can stay there
as long as you like.

- As long as it takes.
- I can't go to Yaddo.

What about Yvonne?

I'm sure she would love
to have you back in Cold Spring.

Didn't you hear anything
I just said

about Alison and the kids?

Surely, Helen can take the
older ones for a little while.

Alison can handle Joanie.

Why wouldn't that work?

Because I can't.
I can't do that to her.

These tests
are really important.

If she doesn't ace them,

she's not going
to school anywhere,

least of all the city.

Okay.

I didn't realize that Alison
wanted to be a doctor.

Yeah, it's her lifelong dream.

That's surprising,
for some reason.

Why?

I don't know.

I guess it shouldn't.

Some people just write
slowly, Harry.

Do you know how long it took
Charles Frasier

to write Cold Mountain?

- Ten years.
- Right, ten years.

And that was a good book.

Right, then took him
another ten years

to write the second book.

- He wrote another one?
- Exactly.

People have a very short
memory, Noah,

and I just want to keep you
relevant

for a little while longer.

You know what,
I got an idea.

Since you don't have
as much time now

as you would like,
why don't you

put the Omar Bradley idea
aside for a little while

and concentrate on something
less ambitious?

Like what?

Like Ascent.

Ascent?

- It's a sequel.
- No.

I don't think people are done
with Daniel Tapper's journey.

What happens to him
after he kills Lana?

Is he punished for the crime?

Does he get away with it?

You wrote Descent in under
three months, right?

So you knock another one out
in the series...

Series?

Yes, and we keep your name
on the best seller list,

and we buy you some time
to write your opus

when you're ready.

What kind of writer
do you think I am, Harry?

- An excellent one.
- Like Danielle Steel?

How about John Le Carré?

No, Descent...
it was an anomaly.

I mean, it poured out of me
because it had to.

But I'm not... I'm not
a pulp novelist.

[sighs] This is not
my first rodeo, Noah.

I have seen writers do exactly
what you're doing, right?

They write one
smashing success,

and then they get scared
that they're gonna be

ghettoized as populists,
so they take a decade

to write the second book,
and by that time,

nobody remembers
who they are or why we cared.

Just consider
the possibility that maybe

you wrote Descent so quickly
and so brilliantly

because that actually
is the writer that you are.

And this attempt to follow
Omar Bradley to Paris

is perhaps your ego speaking...

and not your heart.

- How was everything?
- It was great.

Can I get you two
anything else?

No, I'm done.

[indistinct chatter]

Excuse me.

Are you coming out
of the biochemistry final?

Yeah, man.
I got killed.

Sorry to hear that.
Which classroom is it?

That one,
through those doors.

Thanks.

Can I help you?

Yeah, is this biochem?

Was. Torture's over.

I'm looking for Alison Bailey.

She's a student.

Yeah, I know Alison,
my runaway nurse.

Runaway?

Alison dropped
six, seven weeks ago,

before the midterm.

Sorry, that's impossible.

She was headed to class
this morning.

Fun starts again
in September.

Tell her, uh,
she's welcome back.

Have a good summer, man.

[♪ dramatic music ♪]

Ali?

♪♪

[line trilling]

Alison?

- Hi, Dad!
- Hey.

- Hi, Daddy.
- Hey.

Have you seen Alison?

No, I was here alone
with Joanie this morning.

Then I left to get the kids.

Something wrong?

- You heard from her?
- Nothing at all.

[cell phone chimes]

[♪ dramatic music ♪]

♪♪

What the fuck?

[♪ dramatic music ♪]

♪♪

Hey, man, don't kill
the messenger.

Where is she?

Right now, no idea.

Where did you take
that picture?

Town hall this morning.

Auction for the Roll.

- The... the...
- Yeah, the Lobster Roll.

Which I lost today
to Cole and Alison.

- What?
- Yeah.

Funny, I had a feeling
she hadn't told you.

I have a sixth sense
about that girl.

I always have.

You're telling me
that Cole and Alison...

Placed a bid, bought the Roll
right out from fucking under me.

Fucking hurricane puts me
at least 100 Gs in the hole.

Then I had to get a second
mortgage to cover my...

My father's heart surgery.

But do they fucking care?

No, of course not.
I mean, why should they?

It's not like we've known
each other for 30 years.

Okay.

Here's my question for you.

Reason I got in touch.

Whose money did she use
to make that down payment?

'Cause if it's yours,
you can just call the bank

and void the check, right?

No, we don't have
a joint account.

If she wrote a check,
it's her money.

What kind of married people
don't share

a fucking bank account?

We're not married.

I thought you had a kid
together.

We do.

Oh.

[bartender] Another?

Yeah, another, both of us.

Come on.

Thank you.

I don't understand why
she'd do something like that

without telling me.

Really? Really?

You don't?

After all this time,
do you still not know her?

You know what you are, Solloway?
You're a tourist.

You're just a fucking tourist.

You drive through this place.
You think it's so charming.

You fall in love it it,
and you want a piece of it.

You think,

"Oh, she's so beautiful.

She's so sad, though.

I can save her.
I can take away her pain.

I can make her see that
life's worth living again."

Wait, I get you.
I get you, man.

I was standing just
where you stood once.

Of course, I was only 18

and she didn't even
have that child yet.

But I got a little secret
for you.

That whole wounded bird thing?

It's an act.

Wasn't Gabriel's death
that broke her heart.

She never fucking had one.

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♪♪

How the fuck did you
find the place?

You sent me a link
when you bought it.

It's still in my phone.

Come on up.

Wow.

This is spectacular, Max.

Thanks, buddy.
I appreciate it.

So what brings you out here
in the middle of the week?

Where are all those children?

Uh, they're with Helen.

Joanie's with the nanny.

I'm looking for Alison.

Looking for her?
What do you mean?

I've lost her.

She's gone.

What?

Yeah, evidently she, uh...

she's bought the Lobster Roll.

She bought the Lobster Roll?

With her ex-husband.

With her... wait, what?

Yeah.

Now she's not answering
her phone.

Wow, that's, um...

wow.

Is that all you have to say?

Give me a second here,
Solloway.

I'm, uh... processing.

Do you think maybe she's...

she's an evil person
or something?

What? No.
Why would you say that?

Because I can't understand
how anyone

could behave like this.

Noah, you've... have you ever
been left before?

Have you ever been dumped?

No.

I have.

Many times, and I can tell you
from personal experience

that people leave for lots
of different reasons.

It's not... it's not just because
they're bad and you're good

or you're bad and they're good.

Sometimes people are just
going through something

and you can't be a part
of it.

Max, no offense, I'm not here
for your general theory

about love.

Well, what are you doing here?

I don't know.

Noah...

...can I say something
you might not want to hear?

When we were younger,
you'd wash up on my front door.

I would've just seen you
the night before or something.

Your troubles, they were just
a part of the...

...scrum of our lives.

We had everything in between...
school, career, friends.

I'd see you, what,
three times a week?

But now, Noah,
I got to be honest, um,

it feels like it's only
the washing-up part,

like there is no in-between.

- Okay, do you want me to leave?
- No, I don't.

I want you to unload whatever
you got on your chest,

and then I want you to fucking
call me in a couple days

and invite me to dinner,
ask me how I am.

I'm sorry, Max.

I guess I was embarrassed.

Last time I saw you was...

That party was a low point,
yeah.

I should've called you.
I'm sorry I'm a dick.

How are you?

I'm good.

Yeah, hey, thanks for asking.

Been spending a lot of time
out here just...

...being alone, man.

It's really
sort of revelatory.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

I wouldn't know.

So... Alison.

Tell me.

So all this time, I thought
she was getting her post-bac

so she could go to medical
school, and I was paying for it

because I thought
it might make her happy,

and it turns out
it's all bullshit.

She quit her course
six weeks ago.

What has she been doing
since then?

I have no fucking idea.

What are you gonna do now?

What, you mean when she
finally makes it home?

If she makes it home?
I don't know.

I can't...
I can't trust her.

How do you have
a relationship

with someone you can't trust?

Well, I mean, it can't come
as a total surprise, right?

I mean, the relationship
did start as an affair.

So?

So I'm just saying maybe
we could've seen this coming.

We have a child together.

I know. I know.

You could always
go back to Helen.

She still loves you.
I'm certain of that.

No, she doesn't.

She has a new boyfriend.
She's bananas about him.

Who is he?

He's the doctor
who operated on Martin.

You're kidding me.

I wish I was.

What's he like?

I don't know.
I'm not fucking him.

What do you think
she sees in him?

Besides the fact he's
a perfect-looking surgeon?

I mean...

do you think she's in love?

Why do you care, Max?

Why do you care, Max?

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♪♪

[scoffs]

Did you...

did you fuck my wife?

Your ex-wife.

Did you fuck my fucking wife?

[glass shatters]

[♪ dramatic music ♪]

♪♪

It's Waterford Crystal,
no big deal.

I love her, Noah.

I always have.

I know I shouldn't
have done it,

but I thought, when you left,
I thought maybe

this was what was supposed
to happen all along.

Maybe...

...all these years
of being your third wheel

were leading to this,
to my chance.

What?
What?

What, so this...
our whole friendship

has been about
some kind of competition

with you playing
the long game?

No.

What, waiting in the wings

till I show
a moment of weakness?

A moment of weakness?

Come in and steal
my fucking wife?

She's not your wife!

You left.

Twice.

She took you back.
You did it again.

You didn't want
to fucking be there, Noah.

And you would tell anyone
who would fucking listen.

She knew it.
I knew it.

Hell, your kids
probably knew it,

but you had no appreciation
for what you had.

All you wanted,
all you've ever wanted is more.

I wanted her.

That's it.
That's all I ever wanted.

So when you
kicked her to the curb

like a piece of trash,
I thought this was my chance

to make her happy because
I knew that I could devote

my whole self to her
in a way that you never would.

But she didn't want me,
man.

She still wanted you.

After everything
you put her through,

I mean, what is it?

I don't understand.

I fought so hard
my whole life for everyone

who's ever loved me,

fought for every bit
of intimacy.

My wife
barely tolerated me.

My children
still don't speak to me.

But you, man, you...

everybody just lets you go,

no matter how hard
you try to blow it up.

I don't get it.

What do you have
that I don't?

- I'm sorry about the glass.
- Don't leave like that, man.

Don't leave like this.
Just say something.

What do you want me to say?

Say that you understand.

Well, I don't.
Sorry.

You say you're my friend,
but you're just jealous of me.

That's not friendship, Max.

Of course it is.

What are you
fucking talking about?

How many times have I bailed
your ass out over the years,

given you a place to crash?

How much money
have I lent you?

I did that
because I love you.

Max...

...your problem is,
you think you can buy people.

You think people
have a price.

And you can tell yourself
any story you want,

but you paid me $50,000
so you could fuck my wife.

That's what happened.

The reason
nobody loves you, Max,

is because without your money,
you're...

you're invisible.

You're fucking nothing.

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♪♪

[cell phone rings]

[tires screeching]

[ringing continues]

[thunder]

First of all, I'm sorry,

but please don't be mad.

I'm not mad.

I mean, I was mad
about six hours ago.

Now I'm just really tired.

So what's going on, Alison?

I bought this place.

I heard.
With Cole.

Who told you?

Look, anyway, I've decided
this is what I want to do

with the money from the house.

Okay.

And I couldn't afford it
on my own,

so Cole and I decided
to go in together

as business partners.

- Business partners?
- Yes.

And you thought it was
totally okay to make

such a life-changing decision
without even asking me?

Now I see why your first
marriage fell apart.

Look, I tried talking to you
this morning about it,

but you seemed so distracted,
and...

Are you serious?

You mean while you were
in the shower?

Look, it happened
really quickly.

Cole called me up last night,
and there just wasn't time

to have a conversation
about it.

I had to decide quickly.

Alison, I've been trying

really, really hard
this year

to understand you,
to understand...

...you're from
a different world.

You're... you've been through
different experiences.

You're different,
and I need to accept that,

but this isn't gonna work
if you can't communicate

or compromise.

You can't just
do anything you want

without even
at least talking to me.

I was afraid you'd say no.

Well, I probably would have.

Most men would think that you
going into business

with your ex-husband,
who, if you remember correctly,

wants to kill me,
is not a good fucking idea.

I'm sorry,

but this
is what I want to do.

[sighs]

When were you gonna tell me
about dropping out of school?

Now?

I'm sorry.

I guess I was embarrassed
because I couldn't handle it.

It was too hard.

Look, look,
this could be good for us.

- For us?
- Yes.

It's a good investment...
a great one, actually.

This restaurant is right
at the entrance to town.

Every summer,
they mint money here.

I could keep us going
off the profits.

You wouldn't have
to teach anymore.

You could take as long
as you wanted

to write your next book.

No, no, no.

- Why not?
- Because...

Do you love me?

Of course I do.

Then don't do this.

For me.

I really don't want you
to do it, okay?

I'll figure out
something for us.

I'll... things are okay
at the moment.

I'll write another book,
quickly, if I need to,

but just not this.

- It's already done.
- Back out.

I...

[♪ soft music ♪]

♪♪

Are you fucking him again?

[scoffs]
I knew you'd ask that.

- Well, are you?
- No. No, I'm not.

Do you believe me?

You have to trust me, Noah.

I want to do this for myself.

I don't want to be a doctor.

No? You don't?
'Cause you told me that...

I know, but it wasn't right.
It's not for me.

Look, you're so lucky.

You know exactly what you
want to do with your life.

I don't.

I just know
I want to do something.

I don't just want to be
your wife or Joanie's mother.

I know, that's why we decided
you'd go back to school.

I spent the last six weeks
walking around the city.

I've crossed the Brooklyn
Bridge, like, 50 times

trying to find an insight
into myself, trying to...

Okay, okay.

So what did you figure out?

Just that I miss home.

Look, this is who I am, Noah.

I don't belong at those
fancy book parties.

I'm just a girl from Montauk.

This is my home.

This is where I belong.

So I mean, how does this work?
You gonna move back out here?

I don't know.

You taking Joanie with you?

I thought maybe we could
split our time.

What about my other kids?

I mean, they're gonna
split their time?

- They're in school.
- I don't know, Noah.

I don't know how it's all
gonna work out.

I just...
[sighs]

I just hoped we could
figure it out together.

Can we, please?

[♪ dramatic music ♪]

[Klass]
May we approach, Your Honor?

[Judge]
You may.

Your Honor, I have a motion
to amend my witness list.

I'm sorry, we've been
in preparation for months,

and you're just coming forward
with this now?

Witness just contacted
the DA's office last evening

with information
about the defendant's car.

Is this witness
a car mechanic?

You wish he were, Jon.

Here's a summation
of his statement.

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♪♪

- [Klass] And what time was it?
- [Max] About 10:30 p.m.

I'd been feeling
under the weather,

decided to turn in early.

I got into bed, and that's
when I heard something.

What did you hear?

I heard a car.

And then the god-awful
motion-sensitive lights

went on in the drive,
so I got up,

went to the window.

And whose car was it?

Noah Solloway.

[crowd murmuring]

Did he call or ring the bell?

No, the house lights were out.

My car was in the shop.

It's my vacation residence,

so I think he assumed
I wasn't home.

Objection. Conjecture.

Stay with what you witnessed.

I got up,
threw on some jeans.

I thought he was maybe
there for a drink,

but that wasn't the case.

Then I heard the hose
in the front go on,

so I went back
to the windows.

And what did you see?

Noah hosing off
the front of his car.

[Klass] Are you sure
it was Mr. Solloway?

Yeah, I'm sure.

The floodlights
were pretty bright,

and we've been friends
for almost 30 years.

It was him.

And then what happened?

Nothing, he finished
what he was doing,

got back into his car,
and he drove away.

After he was gone, did you
investigate the driveway?

I did.

[Klass]
What did you find?

I found blood.

[crowd murmuring]

[gavel banging]

[Klass]
No further questions.

[Judge] Order!
Quiet in the court!

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