04x01 - A Brand New Day

[bunniefuu]

[upbeat music]

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[Karen knocking on door] 'Gary. Abby.'

[doorbell ringing] I don't believe this.

[Karen] 'Gary, open up!'

[tense music]

[opens door]

Get dressed and get out of here.

- Karen, you-- - You shut up!

Come on, Gary. You're going--

I'm getting some..

[shuddered breathing]

[car screeches to halt]

[tense music]

[music intensifies]

[keys jangling]

[bangs on door] Val, open up, please!

Val, Val, please, you don't understand.

We can talk. We have to talk. Val, please listen to me.

Please, please! Don't do this. Don't do this!

Val, please!

No. [indistinct] And listen, Val, listen.

Come on, come on come on, come on, it's not..

Look, we better talk. We better sit down and talk.

Valene, honey, come on.

It's not like that. You've got a.. Valene.

Valene, damn it stop the car and listen to me!

Val! Valene!

Valene!

[tense music crescendos]

[Gary panting] Val.

[car screeches]

[Seagulls calling]

[mellow music]

[door closes]

[mellow music]

[pouring milk]

[door rattling]

[opens door]

[closes door]

[bell ringing]

[bell ringing continuously]

[cutlery clinking]

Hey! Come on.

It's my turn for the first section.

You read it yesterday, right?

Oh. Yesterday I read the sports section.

Wrong. Yesterday you decided

that you wanted to read some sports article

that happened to be in the first section

and I graciously gave up my turn.

- Now, let go. - Come on! I got the paper.

- Big deal. It's my turn. - Kids, kids.

- Odds or evens? - Evens.

Alright. Once, twice, three sh**t.

That's not fair. You read it yesterday.

- Come on! - It is fair.

Now, mommy, give your brother the paper.

Yeah, you give your brother the paper.

[Michael chuckles]

[paper rustling]

[telephone ringing] Come on, we're late.

Later, mom.

- Later. - See ya, goodbye.

- Bye. - Take care.

Hello? Uh, yeah hold on a second, Uncle Joe.

Thanks. Hello?

Don't waste your breath.

I don't know where she is, so don't waste your breath

asking me again.

When she wants to inform you of her whereabouts

she knows where to reach you. At least during the day.

Until that time, you will just have to stew in your own juices.

Although I would much prefer to see you boiled in oil.

[pensive music]

[closes car door] Come on, Mike.

Okay. Alright. The seat belt.

- Don't forget your seat belt. - Move over!

Hey! You're squashing me!

Alright. Be careful, now alright?

- Okay. - Bye, sweetie.

- Bye. - Bye.

[swanky romantic music]

Lunchtime.

Well, when do they want the finished chapters?

Come on. That's pretty short notice.

Yes. I'm gonna work with Val as soon as I can find her.

Relax, will you, Paul?

Maybe her mother knows where she is. I'll ask her.

Listen, Paul anything from the Ewings yet?

You think it is possible they don't know about it yet?

Oh, my God.

Wait. Paul, look, uh.. Karen?

Paul, look, as long

as long as the lawyers are not worried about it, okay?

Listen, yeah.

Karen? Karen!

Call my office. Tell them I'll be late.

Well, what's the matter?

[tense music]

Lilimae. Lilimae. Lilimae.

If you're looking for Valine I'm afraid I can't help you.

She's called a few times. But she won't say where from.

All that stuff going to goodwill?

These are Gary's things. I'm having them fumigated.

[Joe chuckles] Okay.

Kismet just called. They sold the first

serialization rights for "Capricorn Crew."

Oh, that sounds like good news.

[closes car door] I'll tell her if she calls again.

[Joe knocks on car window] Tell her I've been running

interference for her for three weeks.

I'm tired of it. I'm fed up.

Tell her I don't care about her personal problems.

I'm her editor. We got a book to put out.

It's her book, and she's not doing her job. Tell her

that is, if you should see her today, to give me a call.

Otherwise there's not gonna be a book.

[tense music]

[mellow music]

[typewriter clacking]

[knock on door]

[Lilimae] 'Valene.'

Yes, mama. Come in.

[opens and closes door] Hi there, momma. Here, let me get that for you.

No, I've got it. I brought you your mail.

- Some cotton blouses, those.. - Thank you.

...funny pants you like. Cotton skirt.

Green long-sleeve blouse. Socks, underwear.

Oh, and your sandals. And a hot plate

in case you wanna make yourself some soup.

[Valene chuckles] Thank you, Mama.

Now, if you give me your dirty clothes

I'll wash them in the machine at home.

[sighs] No, thanks, mama 'cause you're too far away

and there's just a laundromat right down the road.

Oh, it's a wonderful neighborhood.

Laundromat, mini mart right close by.

'Several bars, a tackle shop'

'and all this just spitting distance'

'from the Pacific Ocean.'

Oh, you can't imagine what it's like living in that house.

As soon as I see him my migraine comes on.

We just tiptoe around each other. We don't exchange a word.

Except when he asked me where you are

and then I play dumb like I've got something to hide.

Oh, it's awful. It's just awful. You can't imagine.

Oh, mama, why don't you move in here for a while?

I mean, there's a vacant room. just here--

I don't wanna move here. I want you home.

He's the one who should be out in the street, not you.

Why are you acting like the guilty party?

Mama, I'm not. I-I, I just need some time

to be alone, that's all.

You and Greta Garbo look where it got her.

I mean, I-I'm just fine here. My writing's going real well.

Oh, I'm sure it is. What else have you got?

No house, no husband no friends.

Everybody's been asking after you.

Oh, Joe caught me going out.

Insists that you call him immediately.

Something about serial.

Well, don't worry. I didn't tell him where you were.

Alright, mama, I'll call him.

But I am not going back.

I need some time to sort things out.

Yeah, well while you're sorting things out

you might hunt yourself up a real sharp lawyer.

[vehicle revving]

Hey, miss. Hey!

- Mrs. Fairgate. - What the hell happened?

- Okay, lady, hold it right th.. - Take it easy, Lorenzo.

Hey, tell him to put that thing away.

- Put that thing away. - What's in the case there?

The neutron b*mb.

Lorenzo, thank you very much. Come on, I'll talk.

You know, she shouldn't be barging in here like that.

You're absolutely right. I don't know

how she got up here in the first place

but you're doing a hell of a job.

Now, can I get you some coffee or tea?

- Would you care to sit down? - I don't feel like sitting.

Well, then don't pace please. It makes me nervous.

Well, you should be nervous

after this fiasco about your job.

What fiasco?

Don't you read the papers? Read it!

I don't have to read it I was there.

Doing what? Working for the defense?

Federal prosecutor.

What can I do for you Mrs. Fairgate?

I want you to reopen this case. I want these men in jail.

They m*rder*d my husband.

Maybe you don't read the paper.

That Roy Lance and Frank Colbert were tried for auto theft

interstate transportation of stolen items

and wire fraud, not m*rder.

They m*rder*d my husband!

They shut him up so he couldn't testify against them.

- Isn't that true? - Probably.

[Karen] 'Oh, probably. So you admit it?'

Admit it? Sure, I admit it but I can't prove it, can you?

It's not my job to prove it. It's yours.

'And if Sid Fairgate had been'

'the president of a big corporation'

instead of Knots Landing Motors you would have found the proof!

This isn't Russia, lady.

The law doesn't work that way in this country.

- No? - No.

Well, from where I stand it doesn't work at all.

You really believe that?

Look, I didn't come here for a civics debate.

Hey, calm down, calm down, huh? Take it easy.

Let's get a handle on this. Hey, I'll call Lorenzo.

Are you gonna help me or not?

[places receiver down] Mrs. Fairgate, I'm on your side.

I'd love to help you. But the case is closed.

It's finished. I can't help you. Nobody can help you. I'm sorry.

[dramatic music]

However...I can take you to dinner.

You really are a creep.

[tense tempo]

[vehicles bustling]

How do you know he wasn't telling the truth?

[Karen] MacKenzie's a bureaucrat a messenger boy.

I gotta go to someone higher up.

Karen, the guy's a U.S. attorney not some postal clerk.

So?

So, Roy and Frank are working for the mob.

'You don't assign a schlepper to a case like that.'

- Then how come he blew it? - 'Karen, a lot can go wrong.'

There were two trials and you can be damn sure

that they hired the best lawyer dirty money can buy.

He probably got 'em off on a technicality.

- Technicality? - Procedural error.

Some oversight in the rules of evidence.

God, this is lousy pastrami.

This is the jogger's deli. What do you expect?

I'm not gonna let him get away with this. No.

Well, listen, you have just come through

the worst year of your life but you're through it

and so are the kids.

- It's over. Let it be! - 'It's not.'

- Uh, I'm going to lunch. - What about your customer?

She's bringing her husband back tomorrow for a test drive, okay?

Um, be back in an hour.

[telephone ringing]

[Richard] 'You wanna read the trial transcripts?'

I mean, it won't change anything

but at least it'll satisfy your curiosity.

- I want her to forget about it. - I'm not going to.

You think that this is like fighting the school board

or trying to save the whales?

Well, let me tell you something.

Karen, If you come within spitting distance of those guys

they can do one of two things.

If you are lucky they will call the cops.

If you are not, you'll end up as part of an off ramp

for the Harbor Freeway.

Richard, get me those transcripts.

You get her those transcripts

and I'm gonna have you disbarred tomorrow.

[paper rustling]

Well, at least he's on my side.

[line operator] 'Service Department.'

'Service department pick up line two.'

[dramatic music]

Karen, can I go to lunch now?

No.

Hello, I'd like to speak to someone

in the U.S. Attorney's Office.

His name is MacKenzie.

[cheerful music]

Sure is a long way to go just to have lunch.

Genuine, down-home country-style cook'

and the radio set.

Mm-Mmh! Pig's trotters, catfish red beans and rice

[Lilimae exclaims] corn pole, ooh, and rhubarb pie.

Sounds real light.

- 'Sure is a dark, dingy road.' - 'Oh, come on.'

How'd they get any business out here?

I mean, they don't even have a sign.

What do you call that?

- '"Big-o-ranch"?' - 'Mm-hmm.'

[Valene] 'What place is that?'

[Lilimae chuckles]

[ducks quacking]

[Lilimae] 'Smile, sweet pea. You're on Candid Camera.'

[Valene exclaims]

Well, ain't this a surprise that I have?

Look who's here. Oh, hi, baby.

Oh, look who's here!

You didn't tell me you're bringing Val.

Oh, what a surprise, huh?

How do you like that, huh?

[Valene] 'You, mama!'

I'm in here!

Bad day?

[Gary sighs] I feel like a leper down there.

- Why don't you quit? - And do what?

[Abby] 'Get out of this goldfish bowl, for starters.'

I'm telling you Lily Mae is bad enough

Karen and Laura and now even Richard.

I feel like I'm walking around with a big red "A"

tacked to my chest.

[sighs] Well, they all feel sorry for Valene.

So do you.

How about a shower?

- Kids won't be home until six. - I know, I don't think so.

- Not now. - Come on.

Us lepers have got to stick together.

- Abby, I.. - Come on.

- You love it. - I love it.

- Remember the last time? - I remember the last time.

I loved it.

[Valene] It's just beautiful, Rusty.

You must be so very proud.

Well, it ain't exactly Texas. It feels like home to me.

Now, what's doin' with you?

Tell me more about your ranch.

Ain't much more to tell. I haven't shut up

since you got here.

What's happenin' with your book?

Well, it's comin' out at Christmas time

and this magazine's gonna publish

the first six chapters startin' in the spring.

- Sounds great. - Yeah.

[horse sputtering]

Gary and me split up.

- Yeah? - 'Rusty!'

Can Val and Lilimae sleepover?

- Well, sure. - No, honey, not tonight.

Oh, Val, it seems a shame to drive all the way out here

just to turn around and drive back.

But, mama, I already promised Joe that I'd work with him

first thing in the morning.

I'll get you back by ten.

I have to go over the revisions first.

Oh, well, I guess an evening with family and friends

would spoil the artistic spirit.

[Rusty laughs] You mean a lot to Cricket.

She talks about you all the time.

Hey, I'm sorry I behaved the way I did.

I'm glad you called. The way you stormed out of my office

I thought I'd never see you again.

- Excuse me. - From New York?

- How'd you guess? Excuse me. - Takes one to know one.

Uh, we had a table reservation at 8 o'clock.

It's now ten of nine.

- I'm terribly sorry, Mr. uh - MacKenzie.

Yes, I have a table in a few minutes.

No, no, no. We'd like a table now

because we're hungry.

I'm very sorry, sir but as you can see

I'm taking this couple of..

[speaking Italian]

[manager speaking Italian]

[speaking in Italian] Georgio, Georgio, Georgio!

What did you say?

I told him he had beautiful eyes.

Nice looking man.

[Karen laughs] Thank you.

[manager speaking in Italian]

Molto grazie.

[Patrick chuckles]

Hey, how-how come a, a guy

with the name of MacKenzie speaks Italian?

Yeah, well, my father was Scotch-Irish.

My mother was Italian. And believe me, it wasn't easy.

Why? That doesn't sound like such a strange combination.

Well, in my neighborhood it was.

The-the Irish were on one side the Italians on the other.

The Italians would call me a mick

the micks called me a wop. All I could do was

stand on the corner and have fights with myself.

[Karen laughs]

Excuse me, would you care for a c*ck before dinner?

Yes. I'll have a beer. Excuse me.

- Oh. Oh! - Karen.

[Karen laughing] Oh, I'll have a glass of white wine.

White wine for the lady and I'll have a beer.

Light beer. And bring the wine list.

[manager] Ah, si.

But why two trials?

- Two sets of charges. - Oh.

Grand theft auto state.

Once that car goes across the state line

then it's federal.

'How do you like the Pasta Primavera?'

Oh, it's very good. Doesn't-doesn't--

- 'Isn't that sauce delicious?' - Sauce is delicious.

Doesn't, um, doesn't one jurisdiction

usually give away to the other?

- Yeah. - 'Well, I thought so.'

Yeah, but without your husband's testimony

we knew both cases were weak.

So the state went in first with us as a backup.

We figured two trials we'd get lucky. We didn't.

- Some more wine? - I guess so.

Look, uh, I don't understand.

If the, if the state's jurisdiction didn't work

then, then why wouldn't the--

[clinks glass] After dinner.

Look, I don't think they meant to go that far.

But, the, the car was tampered with.

It was in the police report.

That's what I mean. You wanna waste the guy

you'd blow him up, use a b*mb or sh**t him in the head

about eight times at close range.

You don't take the brake fluid out of his car.

Well, then why do it at all?

- 'To scare him.' - Sid didn't scare easily.

They didn't know that. Here's a guy

he's married, three kids a house. He's vulnerable.

They hire some poor schlub give him a grand and say

"Give us a slow leak on his brake line.

You know we just wanna scare him." No harm done.

The police questioned everybody who had access to the car.

They-they-they looked through the personnel files.

They-they-they talked to other.. Alright, what?

You finished?

The police were looking for someone with a record

with a background. You know, a professional.

- It was probably some kid. - Kid?

[Patrick] 'Anybody who could handle a wrench. Anybody.'

'I was up in Monument Valley you know'

'and I didn't, I didn't see this rock and cracked the muffler.'

[Karen] 'You're misfiring on two cylinders.'

'My mechanic Wayne, he's the best in town.'

'You bring it in tomorrow we'll take care of it.'

It's the best offer I had today.

You-you-you think they'll go back into stolen parts?

[cylinder misfiring]

- Huh? - What?

Roy and Frank, do you think

they'll go back into stolen parts?

Not if they're smart they won't.

There's a new guy that's taken over the hot car business.

And unless you're connected you can't get near him.

Well, they are connected.

Where? Since the trial they are persona non grata.

It's the only thing we did accomplish.

'We made them too hot.'

[crickets chirping]

Well, um....I had a really good time.

[clears throat] Why don't we, um

do this again sometime soon?

Before we do. There's something I'd like you to read.

- What's that? - Transcripts of the trial.

Maybe next time we can talk about something else, okay?

Oh, Matt.

I thought nice girls didn't kiss on first date.

- That wasn't a kiss. - I know.

You finish with that and I'll give you the rest.

Huh?

Transcripts.

Oh, transcripts. How many are there?

Sixteen.

[Rusty] Now, keep your voice down.

Get all your books. Here's your lunch.

Get going. Hey, Cricket!

I wanna say good bye to Val.

- Don't wake her up! - Val, you awake?

Mmh. Yeah, darling. I guess so.

I gotta go. Will you be here tonight?

Mmh. No, I don't think I will.

Come back and visit real soon. Promise?

Yeah, I promise. Give me a hug here, baby. Oh, I love you.

Come on, let's go.

- 'I love you, sweetie.' - 'Mm-hmm.'

[Rusty] 'Give me a hug and kiss.'

- 'Okay. Buh-bye.' - 'Bye.'

- 'How you doing?' - I'm fine.

- How about something to eat? - Uh...no, just coffee first.

- Mama had breakfast already? - I don't know, she ain't here.

- What do you mean? - The car's gone, too?

What is this, a conspiracy?

She left before I got up.

Val, honest I had nothing to do with it.

Well, I can't stay here.

Alright. I'll take you back right after breakfast.

Why can't you?

- What? - Stay?

Rusty, I got work to do.

Work on my book. The magazine's gotta have

the first six chapters in just a couple of weeks.

Why don't you work here?

Oh, come on, Rusty.

Hey, I'll fix up the back room.

No one will bother you. Three squares a day.

Look, um, I know that it's hard

for you and mama to understand but the last thing that I need

right now in my life is any kind of--

Who said anything about that?

Val, we're friends. Hello?

Well, I know once when we were kids, it was more than that.

Now we're back to being friends. And that's okay, right?

Yeah.

You did me a good turn with Cricket.

If it wasn't for you, I'd still be, uh, with the rodeo bums.

Let me return the favor.

It's just not that simple.

Tell you what, stay a week.

'The revisions aren't going well'

say the word, and back you go.

[light chuckle] Okay, I'll tell you what. Monday?

Okay, Monday, I'm leaving.

Great.

Hey, Wayne how much can we get him for?

I can grind down the valves and replace the rings.

One of the cylinder heads is shot.

- Of course, the muffler. - Oh, huh!

Uh, alright, do what you can. Can you have it yesterday?

He's a U.S. attorney. If you don't, he'll have you arrested.

Tomorrow after three. Will that be okay?

- Yeah, that'll be okay. - Yeah, thanks, Wayne.

- Your car, sir? - My car?

How were you planning on getting home?

[chuckles] Oh, my car. How are the readings coming?

Well, it's pretty boring stuff

but I must admit you went down swinging. I'm impressed.

You're impressed? You're..

Look at the size of this place. I'm impressed.

What are you doing Saturday sweetheart?

[chuckles] Well, Warren Beatty asked me to have dinner

with him on his yacht but I can do that any time.

Why don't you eat with me and the kids?

- The kids? - Mm-hmm.

- Sounds horrible. What time? - 6:30.

- 6:30. Saturday? - Saturday.

- 6:30, with all the kids? - All the kids.

- Bye - Bye.

Gary? Can I see you for a minute?

Uh, excuse me.

[machinery whirring]

- Yeah, what is it? - Where were you?

- Where was I? - Uh-huh.

I was taking the Schultz for a test drive. Why?

You should have checked with me first.

Since when? You know I'm really getting

sick of you riding me, Karen.

If I'm not doing my job that's one thing

but my personal life is none of your business.

Now, if you can't separate the two, fire me.

Otherwise, get off my back.

Gary. You're fired.

[telephone ringing]

[whimpering]

[telephone continues ringing]

- Hello? - 'What's going on?'

[Gary] 'I've been calling Val all morning.'

Joe? Keep your pants on. Are you calling from home?

No.

Well, Val's probably been trying to reach you.

She's not at the motel anymore.

[Gary] Where is she?

[Lilimae] 'She'll be staying with Rusty and Cricket for a while.'

- 'I think.' - 'And where is Rusty?'

'Well, he's got a ranch up in Ventura.'

'Oh, it's real pretty, too.'

[Joe] 'Lilimae, what's the number?'

[Lilimae] 'Oh, hold on I-I've got it in my bag.'

♪ Uh I know no lady who swallowed a cat ♪

♪ Think of that she swallowed a cat ♪

♪ She swallowed the cat to catch the bird ♪

♪ She swallowed the bird to catch the spider ♪

♪ That wiggled and jiggled and tickled inside her♪

[car brakes screech]

Val are you expecting your mama?

No, why?

Looks like we got some company.

What?

[closes car door]

- Oh God! It's Gary. - Mm-hmm.

- You wanna talk to him? - No.

[bangs on door] Valene, you in there? I wanna talk to you.

Gary, she don't wanna talk to you.

- My business is with my wife. - I ain't letting you in.

Then you're gonna need a new door.

[kicking down the door]

Hey, hey. Hold on.

Take it easy, Gary.

- What are you doing here? - What am I doing here?

- That's what she asked. - Get your things.

- I'm driving you back. - Back where?

I'll put you up at the Beverly Hills Hotel

if you want, but you're not--

- Get out. - You're not staying here!

I will stay where I like and I will sleep where I like.

I'm not gonna have you shacking up with this--

Nothing's going on!

- You're still my wife. - Oh, your wife?

Yes, my wife and you're not

staying here now, come on, let's go.

What I do with my life now is none of your business.

- Now you get out of here. -Let's go, Val.

- No, I am not. - Gary, Gary, Gary.

[Val exclaims]

- Rusty! - Gary, will you stop it?

[intense music]

[Cricket] 'Rusty! Rusty, stop it!'

[Rusty yells out in pain]

[Valene grunts] Gary, will you stop it? Stop it!

Rusty!

Now I'm gonna k*ll you!

Get out of here! Hurry up! Get out of here now!

[intense music builds up]

[music ends]

[shuddering]

[pensive music]

[car door closes]

[door opens]

[door closes]

How is she?

Well, who did that? Val or Rusty?

How'd you know where I was?

You mean where she was? Is.

'I thought you might be at your house, so I called.'

Lilimae was only too happy to tell me that

Valene had found herself a real man

and didn't wanna have nothing to do with the trash

I share my bed with.

She also told me about the magazine serial.

Is that why you went?

To congratulate the happy couple?

I don't know why I went.

I do.

I'm going to bed.

Oh, Gary. Your bed's across the street.

'Unlike your wife, who would be at your side'

'with cold compresses and I..'

And I'm not a forgiving person.

She's the other woman now not me.

And I don't wanna share.

- I don't expect you to share. - 'A 100%, Gary, remember?'

Not 15, not 15 one hundred percent.

A 100% of nothing is nothing.

Oh, I don't wanna hear any more of that

self-pitying crap. I've heard enough of it from you.

I'm talking about money.

I'm coming into a lot of money soon.

Oh, the Ewing millions?

We're gonna be old and gray before we see any--

Will you just shut up a minute and let me talk?

Sure.

Bobby called yesterday from Dallas.

He thinks mama's ready to hear the will.

How do you know you're in it?

Oh, I'm in it, alright.

I just don't know for how much

or what the conditions are.

'Now, daddy never trusted me but he liked Val.'

'He used to call her my anchor.'

That's cute.

Well, before you and me go looking at houses

I got to find out whether or not my inheritance is contingent

upon or connected in any way to her.

You've got to be kidding.

Call me a liar, and I'm gonna walk out that door.

I won't go to Val, but I'm not coming back here either.

[pensive music]

Go clean yourself up. I'll make us some coffee.

[knocks on door] Come in.

Mr. Mackenzie's car is all finished, Mrs. Fairgate.

You're a hard worker aren't you?

I guess so. I like my job.

How would you like a better one?

What do you mean?

Well, Gary's not working here anymore.

I heard.

He used to handle sales and repairs but that's too much

so I'm dividing up his responsibilities.

So Mel Jacobs is taking over sales

and, and, uh, I'd like you to handle repairs

if you think you can do it.

I don't know, Mrs. Fairgate.

The only thing I know is cars.

Yeah. That's why Sid would have picked you.

Hey, l-look, I can, uh, help you with the bookkeeping

until you get the hang of it but it's really just

simple arithmetic.

Will I be making more money?

[Karen laughs] Of course you will. You're an executive.

I'll give you Gary's office. You'll have a company car.

You won't even have to get your hands dirty.

Well, you think about it and let me know.

Goodbye, Wayne.

[Karen laughs]

[Olivia shrieks] Olivia, stop it!

- He's got a crab! - It's dead!

Well, then throw it away, Brian.

Not here. You know better than that.

Come on now. No, I said stop it now!

She's scared of that. Don't do it.

- Don't do it! - Can I keep it?

We'll see. Maybe we'll have it for dinner.

[Olivia] No!

[Abby] Come on.

[car doors close]

Hey, now you two wash your feet off

of sand before you get in.

Okay, mom.

Look, I'm sorry about last night.

I, um, what you do is none of my business.

I guess I had it coming though.

[sighs] You taking all your things?

They're not my things. They're yours.

'Everything Miss Ellie sent us when we moved here.'

You're not moving all this stuff out to Rusty?

No, I am not. Because it's not my stuff.

It's yours. So you can put it in storage for all I care.

Iin storage for what?

Because I have made a decision.

I am moving back. You're moving out.

Now watch the door. Please be careful. Easy.

just don't drop anything.

[engine revving]

[car screeches]

Gary. Gary!

[dramatic music]

Cut left. Cut left.

- Whoa, hi! - Hey.

Hey, come on, Michael. Supper's almost ready.

Okay, get off the grass.

- Come on. - Nice pass.

[female news reporter] 'Paying office workers'

'according to the importance of their bosses'

'rather than according to the work they do.'

'When Los Angeles County opted to reclassify'

'some 1500 secretaries by the rank of their..'

[zipper zipping]

[tense music]

I read in this health magazine

that if you drink a cup of beef bouillon before retiring

your skin cells don't die while you sleep.

Want me to fix you some? Mmh?

No thanks, mama.

Well, first thing Monday morning

we're gonna go out and buy us a whole set

of new furniture. Bright colors.

What do you think, sweet pea?

Nothing dowdy or antique.

- Yeah, maybe, mama. - Mmh?

Uh, mama, why don't you go on upstairs

and go to bed, huh?

Oh. Aren't you coming, too?

Yeah. I'll be up in just a minute.

Okay. Nighty night.

Nighty night, mama. I love you.

I love you, honey.

[typewriter clacking]

[waves crashing]

Had enough?

Well, I'd like you to get me the rest.

I'm almost finished with eight.

I thought you were bored.

Puts me to sleep. Better than a pill, right?

Right. Yeah.

Well, thank you for a wonderful evening.

Well, you're welcome.

- Your children are beautiful. - I know.

- I'll see you Wednesday? - Wednesday?

Yeah. Joe, see you behind the eight ball.

- Good night. - Good night.

- Good night. - Good night.

He gave you those transcripts didn't he?

Yeah, what of it?

Well, it's too bad. I was just beginning to like him.

- I still like him. - I know you do.

But it's one hell of a way to start a relationship.

[Karen] 'Stay out of this.'

[Joe] 'You don't know when to stop do you?'

[Karen] 'Joe, look, I just wanna read the transcripts, that's all.'

[Joe] 'What do you think you're gonna find?'

[Karen] 'I've gotta know what really happened.'

[Joe] 'It's over. Water under the bridge.'

- 'You can't change anything.' - 'I know that.'

[Joe] 'So give it a rest.'

[Karen] 'I can't.'

[tense music]

[sinister music]

[typewriter clacking]

[closes car door]

[instrumental music]

[door opens and closes]

[light switch clicks]

Abby.

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[theme music]

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