- [Motorcycle Engine Whirring] - [Cricket Chirping]
Sure, leave your crap all over my floor for me to pick up.
[Groans] You sound like my mother.
Aha. There's a mother.
Isn't there always? [Chuckles]
Mmm. No, but she's great.
You'd like her. She, um... She works for this, uh...
nonprofit protecting endangered species.
Lives with, like, this crazy Jamaican drummer.
- Jamaican drummer? - Yeah, don't ask.
- Did you tell her about me? - [Chuckles] Yeah.
- She thinks shrinks are nuts. - No argument there.
Well, she gave me the third degree. Wanted to know your blood type.
Wanted to know if I was in love.
[Sighs]
[Chuckles Nervously]
Let me ask you something.
That, um, girl that you lived with...
Were you in love with her?
Depends.
Do you define love by how good you feel...
when you're in the middle of a relationship or how bad you feel when it ends?
Okay, well, how'd you feel when it ended?
It was the right thing to do.
So when your mum asked if you were in love with me, what did you say?
Oh, I told her it was too soon to tell.
- Oh. - But that I might be.
[Cell Phone Rings]
Mmm.
[Ringing]
- Hello. - Dr. Avidan.
- It's your Jamaican drummer. - Uh, yeah. He's right here. Hold on one second.
- L.A.P.D. - [Chuckles] Yeah, right.
No, I'm serious. Hello?
- Jack Gallagher. - [Beeps]
[Clears Throat]
I see.
No, I can't recommend anyone offhand.
Where are you exactly?
[Sirens Wailing]
Over there.
[Chatter On Police Radio]
[Chattering]
[Camera Shutter Clicking]
- Dr. Gallagher? - Yeah.
I'm Detective, uh, Bagdonis. Can you come with me, please?
[Man] Yeah, we're good.
- This is Lieutenant Truitt. - Dr. Gallagher, thanks for comin'.
I called Social Services, but they said it'd be a couple hours...
before they got someone out here, so I called Wharton...
and the nurse at the Psych Admitting desk gave me your number.
No problem. Uh, what can I do to help?
Well, we tried to get her out of this closet, but she just screamed and backed away.
We tried to ask her some questions.
She just kept repeating everything we said.
Okay.
[Chatter On Police Radio]
- Hello. - Hello.
- My name's Jack. - My name's Jack.
- What's your name? - What's your name?
That's right. What's your name?
My name is Leeza.
Good.
- Leeza, are you okay? - You okay?
Yeah, I'm fine.
I'm fine. Sure.
Doc, I'm assuming she's in shock.
- I don't think so. - Well, that's impossible.
I mean, the way we're figuring, the victim, who the apartment manager says is her father...
was shot right here, twice, at close range.
There's no way she didn't witness the whole thing.
I don't think it's shock. I think she's autistic.
You mean like Rain Man. She sees the whole thing go down, but she can't talk about it?
Well, her verbal skills are pretty good, actually, but she's echolalic.
She repeats back a lot of what is said to her.
And even though the murder took place right here, um, she may not appreciate what happened.
I knew it. I, uh, got a nephew who's autistic.
That's just my luck. I got an eyewitness to a murder...
it happens right smack in front of her, and she's gonna be the worst witness on the planet.
With respect, Lieutenant, if that man's her father, uh...
being a witness isn't, um... isn't really what we should be worrying about right now.
Oh, uh... I'm sorry.
Hey. Can I, uh... Can I get some of her things to bring to the hospital?
Yeah, we'll have somebody bring 'em down when we're done here.
Leeza.
- I'd like to go now. - I'd like to go now.
- Will you come with me? - Come with me?
- Yes. Will you come with me? - With me.
[Man] This closet's clear.
[Camera Shutter Clicks]
- We'll be in touch. - Yeah.
- I'd like to be your friend, okay? - Okay.
[Man] Make sure you check, Jimmy, on, uh...
- See right there by the couch? - Yeah.
[Dings]
[Siren Wailing]
- Here we go. - [Woman On P.A.] Security to Ward Two.
- Security to Ward Two. - [Veronica] Great.
All right.
Just turn now.
[Woman On P.A.] Lab tech to 200, stat.
[Veronica] Perfect. Thanks.
Just get behind you, okay?
[Woman On P.A.] Admissions, call Nurses' Station Two.
- Admissions, Nurses' Station Two. - All righty. I'm just gonna slip this on.
[Typing]
- [Truitt] How is she different? - Well...
supposing you turn to look at something, any given day.
A typical child observing you would probably turn to look at it too.
A kid on the lower end of the autistic spectrum... they wouldn't even notice.
See what she's doing now? Probably finds that soothing.
[Screaming]
[Gasps]
It's okay. It's a tactile thing.
She probably can't stand the feeling of something different on her skin.
Let's try something of hers.
- [Jack] Any more information about the father? - Ah, not much.
He was a small-time drug user, dealer. Had several aliases.
Bunch of fake I.D.'s on him.
Let's turn the P.A. system off in here, as well as the lights.
- [Woman] Yeah. - Probably like a sensory overload for her.
All the noises are amplified, and the lights are probably blinding.
It probably went down something like this: There was a knock at the door...
daddy goes to the window, sees who it is, figures he's in deep doo-doo...
you know, takes Leeza, puts her in the closet, opens the door.
Bang, bang. He's dead.
- Any leads as to who... - Pulled the trigger? No.
But we're pretty sure a guy named Damon Pries is behind it.
Major supplier. South Central. Ruthless.
Do you think he could have had her in a day care clinic, or a school, or...
- We're already on that. - I know this is tough, Doc...
but do you think maybe you could get her to open up a little bit more...
- so we could ask her some more questions? - Hey, it's possible.
And, uh, I'll do everything I can to help. Promise.
But you gotta understand that my priority's gonna have to be Leeza.
- It's not the bad guy. - [Bagdonis] Well, Child Protective Services...
will be here to file their report and start the paperwork.
- But she's only just arrived. You can't... - Standard procedure.
- With her father gone... - Not if we find another family member though, right?
Do you know she's twirling?
I think she's regressed. We need to have her in here a little while longer...
just to establish the state of her mental distress.
But I thought you said she couldn't appreciate the fact that her father was shot.
Yeah. I... I may have been wrong in that.
- So you think she needs to stay here a little longer. - That'd be good.
Okay, then. Thanks, Doc. Let's go.
- [Bagdonis] Call us if anything changes. - Okay.
- [Phone Rings] - [Door Closes]
Regressed? You don't really believe that, do you?
I know she hasn't regressed. We can't just dump her in the system.
No, we can't. There's gotta be someone who knows her or who misses her.
I guess Leeza's gonna have to tell us.
- [Phone Rings] - [Chattering]
[Woman On P.A.] Security to Ward Two.
- Security to Ward Two. - [Woman Chuckles]
- [Woman] And we're big fans. - [Woman #2] Yeah.
In fact, you might have seen him around.
Dad.
- Hey. - Arturo.
- Mmm. - [Chuckles]
So, uh, how was your trip?
[Groans]
No such thing as first class anymore.
- So I hear. - I mean, I remember the days when they...
used to roll the cart right up next to your chair and pour wine into a real glass.
They used to slice the prime rib right in front of you.
The stewardesses now? Not even that pretty.
Oh, I think they're called flight attendants now, Dad. Did you go to the hotel yet?
No. No. I came straight here.
Well, I have rounds to do before we can even...
Perfect. 'Cause I'm dying to see your new stomping grounds.
Well, it's a locked ward. Uh, I can't...
Well, they'll make an exception.
After all, I am a doctor too.
- [Woman] Bye. - [Woman #2] Bye.
[Phone Rings]
What is it, Leeza? What is it that you want to say?
- Want to say. - Yeah. Can you... Can you use this...
to type in the words that you want to say?
Type in the words.
[Computerized Female Voice] I...
need...
puzzle.
Beautiful, Leeza. We understand.
You can't finish the puzzle without the missing piece.
"I need puzzle."
- I need puzzle. - Mm-hmm.
- I wonder how much use we can get out of that thing. - [Leeza Chuckles]
Well, there's a lot of words in there.
Reckon she can tell us anything more about her father?
Leeza, can you tell us the name of your father?
- [Computerized Voice] Dad. - [Both Chuckle]
Oh, my... [Chuckles]
- Smarter than us. - Yeah.
Hey.
Uh, wh... where'd you get that piano?
Never mind. I don't want to know.
[Woman On P.A.] Lab tech to 200, stat.
- So we're having a concert? - I hope so.
♪♪ [Scales]
[Dings]
- [Sighs] She's still at it. - ## [Scales Continue]
Yes. Forty-eight minutes. I mean, I've timed it. My head is pounding.
- My mother would've been proud. - How so?
Oh, I took lessons as a kid. I wanted to play Fleetwood Mac...
but my teacher made me play scales forever.
♪ C, D, E, F, G, A, B, C ♪
- Did you ever get to play what you wanted? - Nah.
I took up ice-skating instead.
- [Jack] Thank you. - [Chuckles]
I hear your father's in town. I'd like to meet him.
Okay. I just finished meeting with Child Protective Services...
- and they're ready to place Leeza. - [Jack] Place her where?
Group home? Foster care?
Lieutenant Truitt is doing everything he can to find her family, Jack...
but they don't even know her father's real last name.
We can't keep her here indefinitely.
Yeah, I know. We do need to find out who her family is though.
What have you got, guys? Clock's ticking.
I did the research you requested on cutting-edge autism treatments.
Golden standard is still applied behavior analysis.
A.B.A. uses a standard reinforce...
praise, toys... to reward and increase the probability of the desired response.
I thought we could alter her diet, give her some Bx6x with magnesium supplements.
That's been known to increase general well-being, attention and awareness in...
in almost half autistic kids.
- There are some other wacky treatments as well. - Go for it.
[Arturo] Uh, vestibular stimulation.
There's a guy in Westchester that uses disorienting goggles.
Another puts kids on balance beams, exposure to parasites...
chelation therapy, hyperbaric oxygen treatments.
People will do anything to stop the epidemic. You know, 20 years ago...
there was one in 10,000 kids diagnosed with autism.
Now it's one in 150.
What do we hope to accomplish while she's here?
We can't realistically expect her to start communicating better in a matter of days.
- I agree. - I mean, do you think that somewhere, deep down...
she actually understands that her father was killed right in front of her?
Well, Leeza was there, but she wasn't focused on the murder.
I think if we can figure out what she was...
seeing, hearing and maybe even feeling at the time...
then we can get some answers.
- Dad. How... How did you... - They all know me.
Look. I've got my own I.D. card and everything.
Listen, Dad. I gotta see a few patients before we can go to lunch, okay?
Well, lay on, Macduff.
[Grunting]
- How we doin' today, Mr. Irwin? - I don't know how you're doing...
but I am obviously still having a problem.
Well, the windows in this ward don't open, John.
Can you please take off the sheet for a moment?
[Buzzing]
[Typing]
I need netting.
Netting.
I'll see what we can do.
Entomophobia. Fear of...
- Insects. Flying or crawling? - Flying.
I assume he's on the appropriate S.S.R.I.'s.
- What kind of dosage do you have him on? - Dad, just don't talk, okay?
[Sobbing]
How you feeling today, Mrs. Browley?
[Typing]
I knew you'd come.
Am I gonna be transfigured now?
"History of bipolar disorder.
Manic episodes. Psychotic and delusional thinking."
Did you get any sleep last night, Augusta?
Not much. My hair's falling out.
- And my stomach hurts. - Well, that's the irritable bowel syndrome.
- We talked about that. - Augusta.
I need to look inside your mouth. Now open wide.
Okay. Hold out your right arm.
Now, when I push down, try to keep it up. Ah.
- Good muscle strength. - Dad.
Now, place the index finger of your left hand in against the fillings in your teeth.
There you go. Hold out your right arm again...
and push.
Okay. Just as I thought.
Dear, you're gonna be fine.
Dad. Outside, now.
What the hell do you think you're doing?
- Arturo, I have a strong feeling about this. - Dad, you are not a real doctor.
You play one on television.
True. But after 22 seasons...
I've had the occasion to diagnose many complex medical problems.
That's it. I'm done.
There's no arguing with you. You're right. I'm wrong.
End of rounds. End of discussion.
[Phone Rings]
[Sighs]
[Woman On P.A.] Lab tech to 200, stat. Lab tech to 200, stat.
- Eileen. - Yes. Dr. Gallagher?
- Yeah. - Hi.
- How's Leeza doing?
I'm sure that you'll be able to tell better than I.
- How long was Leeza in your class? - Only for a couple weeks.
Her father shows up, doesn't even go through the front office...
and literally drops her off at my special day class.
How was she doing in the class?
Fantastic. I adored her.
And I definitely got the feeling...
that with the right amount of therapeutic exercises...
she could one day become extremely high functioning.
Has she played piano?
Yeah. Yeah. Scales, nonstop.
Come on. I'll take you to her.
## [Scales]
## [Chord]
## [Beethoven's "Für Elise"]
All right. I gotta scrub in.
I have to put an Ommaya reservoir into a 17-year-old girl.
- Leukemia? - Yeah. It's a tough one.
Hey.
- How do you feel about dogs? - What kind?
Well, a friend of mine from med school has this adorable Jack Russell puppy...
and she's moving into a new apartment that doesn't allow pets...
so I was thinking of taking him.
Adoption? That's very noble.
It's a big commitment though.
I think I'm up for it.
- I like dogs. - Good.
But they need a yard.
- I have a yard. - Good for you.
Well, I better run. I got surgery.
Is the girl gonna be okay?
I think she'll make it.
- [Elevator Bell Dings] - Hey.
- Your dad still around?
No. He's at the hotel, thank God. Leaves the day after tomorrow.
- He's a surgeon, right? - No. He plays a surgeon.
He's a soap opera star.
But don't tell him that. He certainly knows more about medicine than I do.
- Think he knows much about autism? - Don't...
- Not the time, Jack. - Hey. Come on. At least he came all this way.
For what? To drive me up the wall? I can't even talk to the guy.
Sometimes it's not always about talking.
- [Beeps] - Fathers and sons.
- Tough match up. - Hey, Doc.
- Hey. Any news? - No, not really.
- We need to ask Leeza some questions. - I told you.
- She's incapable of answering them. - With all due respect, Doctor...
you don't know that for certain.
Is there a room where, you know, she'll be comfortable?
Need me to get you a table and a desk lamp to shine in her eyes?
Whoa, whoa, Jack. I think you're outta line here.
We're not the bad guys. We're gettin' a lot of heat on this.
Just let us do our job.
I know. I'm sorry. I'm just doing my best to protect her.
- I understand that. - Come on. I'll take you to her.
Ah.
Leeza, do you remember the room where you and your father were staying?
- Staying? - [Bagdonis] Yes.
The apartment where you stayed with your father.
Father. Sure.
[Truitt] Leeza, do you remember something like this in the room?
Can you help us out here, Doc? She seems more comfortable talking to you.
Leeza...
do you remember the loudest sound you ever heard?
- [Loud Gunshots] - Boom, boom!
That's good, Leeza. That's good.
Can you ask her what the apartment looked like?
Leeza, when you heard the loud sound...
- was it dark? - Dark?
Yeah. Or... Or was it bright?
It was bright.
[Jack Whispers] It was bright.
Do you remember what made the loud sound?
- The loud sound? Boom, boom! - [Gunshots]
Can she remember anyone?
A face?
[Jack] Leeza, do you remember a face?
Shh.
- Ask her how many people were in the room. - How many people?
[Jack] Yeah. That's right, Leeza.
- There was you, there was your father... - [Leeza] Me, Father.
That's right. Was there one more person?
One more?
- One more man? - One more man?
Hey. Come on.
Sure.
- ## [Scales] - Okay. All right.
We're makin' some progress here.
[Dings]
[Phone Rings]
[Sighs]
Who ordered the blood panel on Augusta Browley?
You did, Doctor.
Here. Suarez.
[Clears Throat]
Hey. There you are, boy.
- What time are rounds today? - No rounds today, Dad. Not for you, at least.
Where do you get off signing on a blood panel for Augusta Browley, my patient?
Hey. As I told you earlier, Son, I do strongly believe...
You could go to jail for that, Dad. That's called practicing medicine without a license.
Hey. You don't exactly have a license either, do you? You're just a resident.
I'm a doctor. I graduated medical school.
I did my internship... and not at the Cerritos Performing Arts Center.
So what you're saying is you know more than I do?
- Of course I know more... Are you kidding? - Really?
Oh. Hey, Arturo.
[Clears Throat] Oh, I'm glad you're here.
The blood panel on Augusta Browley came back positive.
I was amazed. How did you connect her mania...
with the possibility of mercury fillings in her teeth?
'Cause Mad Hatter's disease is not exactly well-known.
But, uh, congrats. [Chuckles]
- You must be very proud. - Very.
- And I really like your show. - Thanks.
[Sighs]
Hey, guys. What's up?
I thought this might spark something. Photos of the crime scene.
That's great. Is that why you've come?
Look. She remembers the apartment...
she remembers the sound of the gun and that there were two shots.
Now, maybe she remembers what the shooter looks like.
Well, I'm not really sure it's a case of her remembering.
I know she was there, but she wasn't focused on the murder.
Give me a little more time, and I can offer something concrete.
We'd like to take her downtown. We're holding Damon Pries in a lineup.
[Exhales] It'll put an awful lot of stress on her, fellas.
- I'm not sure I'm for it. - Well, I'm sorry, Doc, but, uh...
we got a subpoena.
Okay, then. Wouldn't want to interfere in a police investigation.
Do you want me to go?
No, it's okay. The guys have come to take Leeza to witness a lineup...
see if they can catch the killer.
She's all yours, gentlemen.
Hey, Leeza.
Why don't you come with us now, honey, hmm?
We'll buy you some ice cream.
Come on, honey. Come on.
[Screaming]
[Screaming Continues]
Perhaps she doesn't like ice cream.
## [Keyboard]
[Jack] Leeza.
I'm sorry.
Sorry.
- For letting those guys try and take you. - Take you.
I didn't mean to use you like that. I just wanted them to back off.
- Back off. - [Chuckles] Okay.
Okay.
Can I show you something?
- Show you something? - Yeah.
I want you to remember this place.
See if we can find your family, okay?
Okay?
You told me you heard the biggest noise you've ever heard.
Boom, boom!
And you told me it was too bright for your eyes.
But I'm looking at these photos, and it seems... seems pretty dark.
Pretty dark.
Bright? In your eyes?
Bright, in your eyes?
[Knocking]
- ## [Resumes] - Child Services called again.
They're ready to place her tomorrow.
I'm so sorry, Jack. There is really nothing I can do.
No, no. It's okay.
You know she's playing them different, right?
- What? - The scales.
- [Jack] Differently? How? - They're out of order.
Well, change is good, right? Maybe she'll start playing again.
Yeah, maybe.
- I'll see you tomorrow. - Okay.
Leeza, what are you playing now?
- What am I playing? - Yeah.
You're playing...
♪♪ [Scale]
- ## [Continues] - No, you're not. No, you're playing...
♪ B, A, D, G, E ♪
Badge?
A badge?
Okay, Leeza. I think I understand.
[Gunshots]
[Beeping]
- [Line Rings] - Yeah, hello.
Uh, it's Jack Gallagher. Lieutenant Truitt, please.
Uh, what about Detective Bagdonis?
All right. Can I leave them a message?
Tell them it's Jack Gallagher, and I'm heading over to the apartment with Leeza.
- Thank you. - [Beeps]
Leeza, how do you feel about taking a taxi ride?
Leeza, did you like this place?
- Like this place? - Yeah.
- ## [Keyboard] - Is that your bed?
- Bed? - Where you used to sleep.
- Where I used to sleep? - That's right.
When you stayed here with your father.
Father.
What are you doing here?
- How'd you get in? - I picked the lock. I left you a message.
Yeah, I know, but you should've waited.
I know, I know, I know. I'm sorry. It's just, Leeza's been trying to tell me something...
and we didn't have an awful lot of time.
- What? What? She's talkin' more now? - No.
I don't think she's talking more. I think I'm getting better at listening.
She's talking about a badge.
Now, this is out there, but is it possible...
that a police officer was in the room when her father was shot?
She saw a zillion badges when we came in.
I know. But is it possible that someone...
someone... a cop or someone... had a badge and was involved?
- ## [Continues] - Sure. Anything's possible.
[Sighs]
Leeza.
[Sighs] Leeza.
Do you remember, uh...
someone coming to talk to your father? A man.
A man coming to talk to your father.
Father.
Someone came to talk to your father, and your father put you in the closet.
Come on. Come on. Come on.
- ## [Stops] - Leeza, what do you see?
- I don't have the money. - Got something in your throat?
- I don't have the money. - You don't have the money.
- No. I got nothin'. - That's a surprise to me.
- My daughter's been sick, and I've been trying to... - Leeza, what do you see?
What do you see through the... through the slats? What do you see?
[Grunting]
Shiny light.
She keeps saying the same things over and over. I don't think this is gonna work.
Listen. You tried. You tried your best.
We're gonna find him.
- Badge. - Yes, Leeza.
That's my badge.
Come on, Leeza. Time to go.
- Badge! - [Father] Please, give me a chance. I'll make it right.
- [Man] It's time to go! - [Father Grunts]
Yes. Badge.
Hey. What are you doing? Don't shoot me, man.
[Gunshots]
- Time to go. - Yep.
- Time to go. - No! Don't shoot!
- Boom, boom! - [Gunshots]
[Father Groans]
[Head Thumping]
Leeza.
Will you come with me? It's time to go.
[Lock Clicks]
- What are you doing? - I think you know.
- I think she knows. - Knows what?
She's autistic.
Just like your nephew.
I don't have a nephew.
[Thumping Continues]
[Dings]
You don't want to do this.
Really?
It's one thing to put a bullet in the head of a drug dealer...
Not to mention a young, brilliant psychiatrist.
Can you sleep at night, knowing that you've killed a little girl?
I sleep like a baby.
The weather's been absolutely terrific the last few days.
[Both Grunting]
[Blow Lands]
Leeza.
- Leeza. - Time to go.
[Man On TV] Tomorrow, look for it to warm up again.
Leeza.
Leeza, put down the gun.
- Put it down. - Leeza, put it down.
- Put it down. - Put it...
- Leeza. - Put it down.
[Man On TV] But it looks to be just perfect California weather right now.
Leeza.
[Man On TV] Dew point 35 degrees.
## [Scales]
[Breathing Heavily]
Come on, Doc.
There's no way you're gonna shoot me.
To protect myself, maybe not.
- [Car Door Opens] - But I will protect that little girl.
[Car Door Closes]
## [Continues]
[Door Opens]
[Truitt] Put the gun down, Jack. What the hell's goin' on here?
Just put it down, Jack.
It's over now.
- So Bagdonis confessed. - Yeah. He gave it up right away.
He made a deal to turn on Pries.
He was on his payroll as an enforcer.
And as we guessed, Leeza's father, Keith Wilson... we got a positive I.D. on him now...
he was skimmin' a little off the top.
Bagdonis was there to collect.
Hopefully what Bagdonis told us is enough to nail Pries as well.
Positive I. D? Does that give you any chance of tracking down the family?
We already found her mother, Jack.
- No kidding. - Yeah. Her name's April Wilson.
She's a concert violinist with the Scottsdale Strings.
She's gettin' on a plane. She'll be here in a few hours.
- And was she actually married to this guy? - Uh, for less than a year.
He started using, and she filed for divorce.
He kidnapped Leeza, dyed her hair, changed the name.
Well, it's all really good news, Lieutenant. Thank you.
- I'll walk you out. - That'd be great.
♪♪ [Ballad]
[Truitt] Worked with Bagdonis for over 10 years.
It's tough to take when it's one of yours, boy.
But, you know, Doc...
you would've made a good detective.
Well, I guess that's kind of what I do anyway.
Well, if you ever need anything, you let me know.
- Likewise. - [Phone Rings]
Uh, hey.
- Oh, God. - What?
- I hate to be opportunistic... - Oh, come on.
What've you got?
Well, I've got a s... [Sighs] I have a sister. Becky.
Uh, she's my twin. She's schizophrenic.
She's been wandering around the streets of L.A. somewhere.
[Sighs] Has been for four years.
I, uh... I filed a missing persons.
I... I've tried a P.I., but so far, nothing.
She's pretty.
I'll look into it.
[Siren Wails]
- [Chattering] - [Woman On P.A.] Nursing office, 331.
- Nursing office, 331. - [Sighs]
- So? - Yes?
I'm waiting.
Dad, your driver's five minutes late. He'll be here any minute.
No.
I'm waiting for you to say, "I'm sorry, Dad.
I shouldn't have been quite so dismissive with you."
- And I'm waiting. - For?
For you to say "I told you so."
Your favorite phrase.
Well, I'm still waiting.
If you expect me to apologize, it's not gonna happen.
[Sighs]
- Fine. Be stubborn. - [Cell Phone Rings]
Just like your mother.
[Beeps]
Yes? Yeah, I'll be right out.
Thank God.
You know...
if you just watched my show once in a while...
you'd know what Mad Hatter's is.
It's episode 409.
Is that what this is all about?
The fact that I never watched your show?
It's a soap opera, Dad.
And you never thought I was a real actor.
So you don't think I'm a real doctor.
Real enough.
I suppose.
[Clears Throat]
## [Piano: Beethoven's "Moonlight Sonata"]
- ## [Ends] - [Applause]
- That was amazing. - Yes, it was.
That was amazing.
Leeza.
It's me, Mom.
- Mom. - Yeah.
- Yeah, baby. I'm here. - Mom.
We're going home.
- Home. - Yeah.
Isn't that wonderful?
- Home. - [Sobs]
[Sighs]
[Knocking]
- Hey. - Hey. Uh, I hope it's not too late.
Hell, no. Come on in.
I left you a message.
Yeah. Uh, I got it.
- Uh, congratulations. - Thank you.
- I, uh... I've got a bottle of red open. You want a drink? - No, I'm okay.
- You all right? - [Sighs]
Jack, we really need to talk.
Okay. Want to sit down?
A few days ago, I said that I might be in love with you.
- I remember. - And what did you say?
I said I like dogs.
- Jack... - What? What do you want to hear?
- What are you feeling? You want me to say the words back? - Don't start psychoanalyzing me.
I know my feelings. I'm very secure in my feelings.
I'm not suggesting that you're not. I'm just trying to understand.
I mean... [Sighs]
Look. This whole thing... it caught me by surprise, just as it did you.
But I want a real relationship.
You don't think that's what we're doing?
- You're doing it again. - I'm not doing it again.
- It was a simple question. - No, you are deflecting. I am standing here...
pouring my heart out to you, and you're playing shrink games with me.
I'm not playing shrink games.
Sometimes a dog is just a dog, and an "I love you" is just that.
If you want the white dress wedding and...
cozy little dinner parties with our married friends...
then, uh...
I've gotta be honest.
Right now, I'm not that guy.
So all that stuff about your sister... that was just, uh...
No. She's a very big part of it.
But she's not everything.
Oh, come on. Don't go.
Give me one good reason why I shouldn't.
I want you to stay.
Tonight? Tomorrow?
- Yeah. - And after that?
It's not good enough.
[Door Opens]
[Door Closes]
[Dings]
[Child] Show's on!
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