[music playing]
Who are you?
It's a simple one, right?
No.
No, not really, because ifit was, you wouldn't be here.
You people are going to find out who you are.
So you are going to write a daily journal.
And guess what?
You're going to start firstthing tomorrow morning.
You're going to get up, sit down,
and you're going to tell the journal
your name, a bit about yourself,your life, and your world.
Who am I?
I shall see you all again next week.
[music playing]
JACK [VOICEOVER]: Journal entry, day one.
My name is Jack Giamoro.
I live in Malibu, Californiawith my wife, Nina.
Nina is-- Nina is a good swimmer.
She likes to swim.
We've been married fouryears, and she's a very--
strong swimmer.
My father, Ben Giamoro, lives with us now.
Dad was a movie producer in the '60s.
Mostly low budget teen car chasemovies, science fiction stuff.
It wasn't what he wanted to do, but he
was strong, and bullheaded,and people loved him.
Six months, two weeks agotoday, Dad had a stroke.
That almost killed him.
Dad's-- Dad is getting better.
I am a talent agent.
I help talented people navigate their dreams
through a treacherous world.
I specialize in handling television writers.
People that would be muchbetter suited to this assignment
than I am.
Some mornings I get to work, and it's easy.
I'm good and calm.
Relaxed, ready to facewhatever the day throws at me.
Some mornings I get stuck in traffic.
I get stuck in traffic, and I sit
there and think about my life.
About the world.
About what's out there, waiting to take me.
To test me.
To destroy me.
On these days I get to workjust a tad less friendly.
End of journal entry.
- Pardon meeting in 10 minutes.- I got it.
Hey, Jack, you need anything?
Coffee, bagel? - No.
I'm fine, thank you.
Hey, did you see the game yesterday?
Good shot.
Last minute--
Lucky, get out.
JACK [VOICEOVER]: I think mywife has been having an affair.
I don't know who it is, but I think my wife
may be having an affair.
Pardon meeting.
Yeah.
I'm coming.
[clanging] Be right there.
All right, we gonna start?
Yeah, we're waiting for you, Jack.
Are you gonna sit down?
I got an 11:30 at NBC.
I don't want to crease the shirt.
Start.
You're a tragic figure. I swear to--
Hey, uh, do you have thatDavid Lilly lunch today?
Yeah, I do.
But uh, it's not a lock, so we'll see.
You'll sign him. I have faith.
I IMDB'd him last night.
The guy's created seven hitseries, and he's still only 35.
He's way too hot for us not to own him.
He's a bucket of money, Jack.We need him.
Make it happen.
I'm aware of that,thank you very much, guys.
I appreciate it.
I'm just saying, he took the meeting with me
as a favor to me, so while I--
I guarantee you I will sign him, it may not
be today that I'll sign him.
OK?
Calm down.
So Jack, what's this, uh, adult ed class
you took last night?
Where did you hear about that?
What class are you taking?
Journal writing?
What is that for?
It's a self-exploration technique.
It's meant to make me a better team player here.
I'll probably be recommendingeverybody take the class.
Oh, come on.
You got us in karate, Kabbalah meetings,
environmental coffees.
Any chance you're going to shit can
this thing so I can sit home one night
and lay around on the couch?
I don't shit can things.
I finish what I start.
Why don't you just go to therapy like normal,
fucked up people do?
Why don't we start the meeting?
How about that?
Hey.
Phone down.
Who did you tell I was taking that class?
Did you tell Arlene's assistant?- The truth?
- Yes, the truth. - I think I did.
Lucky, why would you do that?
That's my private business.
I don't like my personal business
being out in the street, OK?
As a blanket rule, do not tellanybody anything about my life,
ever.
OK?
Who else did you tell?
The truth?
Yes, Lucky, the truth.
David Lilly's assistant.
Oh my god.
But they wanted to switchlunch to drinks last night.
I don't know how you graduated from Harvard.
You have the commonsense of a five year old.
If I didn't have so muchto do today, I'd fire you.
Mom, I gotta go.
So Jack, what is upwith you and this journal
writing course?
Come on, man.
What is that?
It's-- it's a funny thing you ask.
That's just something I'm doing on the side
to try to understand the writing process better.
Look, man, you know, what it comes down to is
I love writers.
That's my life.
I always wanted to be a writer, but I'm not.
I'm not good enough.
And you are.
I-- look, I gotta ask you something.
And think about this before you answer.
David, are you happy?
Well, I'm not doinganything as drastic is writing
a morning diary but, uh, yeah.
I stay happy.
You don't have to dress up in women's clothes
to write anything, do you?
That's funny.
[shouting]
Hey.
How was your day?
Brutal.
How was the scleroderma dinner?
It was good.
Bob Saget was funny.
Where did you go after that?
I called you a couple times.
You did?
- Yeah. - That's weird.
My cell phone was on all night.
Coverage in the city is so in and out.
What's up with that?
Should I read this?
Should I?
No, I don't need to read this yet.
I don't need to read any of your journals.
And you know why?
Because there's nothing in them.
They're empty, boring surface fluff.
First week always is.
Nothing.
Short, staccato sentencesmasquerading as disclosure.
It's what you know aboutyourself without my help.
Your postman knows more about you than this.
I want more.
This week, I want secrets.
Things other people don't know.
Things you don't know.
Yet.
Because you see, the clues to who you are
are buried in those secrets.
It's like hidden gold undera 20 foot pile of horse shit.
Nobody wants to digthrough it, but guess what?
It's in there.
The truth, waiting patiently after all
the horse shit that is the buildup of our silly little lives.
So go in and get it, people.
Dig for the truth.
And people, please-- spelling is important.
Get it right.
So-- I'll see you next week.
Hey, Dad.
Hey.
You're up.
This was your mother's favorite show.
[moaning]
JACK [VOICEOVER]: Iwaited too long to marry.
I should have done it in my 20s.
I'm too set in my ways.
I've treated Nina like a possession.
One of the things I've struggled for,
like my company, my clients.
My abdomen.
I work harder on my abdomenthan I do on my marriage.
You know why?
Because this would be the David Lilly agency.
That's why.
Because every single personwe have here would be devoted
to advancing your career.
Come on, David.I talked to you last week.
You said you'd think about it.
You're unrepresented right now.
Yeah, Jack, I thought itthrough, and I'm going to pass
and say thank you.
All right.
I understand that.
That's perfectly reasonable.
But will you at least do me the honor
of passing to me in person, onthe floor of the Lakers game
tonight?
Hold on a second, OK? Hey-- Brynn?
Brynn?
What?
You have play rehearsal tonight?
Why? Who is that?
It's Jack Giamoro.
He wants to know if I wantto go to Lakers tonight.
Come on. The hell he does.
He knows you left your agent.
He just wants to sign you.
Tell him you have to take care of the kids.
Uh-- listen, Jack, I'm sorry.
I cannot do it tonight.
Brynn in this play, andtonight she's got rehearsal,
so I'm stuck with the kids.
Kids.
- Game over. - I understand that.
That's more important than any of this.
Good for you.
Listen, buddy, I would benefit from spending
some time with you.
So just selfishly, will youhave lunch with me this week?
OK, Jack. Sounds great.
Thank you.
OK.
All right, I'll talk to you soon.
Take care of yourself.
All right.
Piece of shit.
Well, he trumped you withthat stuff with the kids.
By the way, the Laker game, Jack?
Come on.
You sound like a fool saying that.
Every agency has got Lakerfloor seats now, so--
anyway, you got a bigger problemthan that signing David Lilly.
Phil Balow.
The puppy here was asleep at the wheel.
Whoa.
The puppy was not asleep behind no wheel.
What happened?
He put four calls in to the guy.
He hasn't returned one in three weeks.
Phil Balow's not calling me back?
Jeez, everything's been socrazy, I didn't even notice.
Didn't I send him something?
That was last month, when he moved downtown.
Phil moved downtown?
Yeah, him and Celia got a loft downtown.
I guess they think the westside is too white, or something.
Downtown? Ugh.
Yeah, I don't get it, either.
You know what, I don't really get any of this.
But uh-- Jack, fantastic job signing David Lilly.
It's amazing watching the master work.
Thanks, Fineberg.
You're the best partner a guy could ask for.
Sounds to me like you'reabout to lose Phil, Jack.
God dammit.
JACK [VOICEOVER]: Phil Balowis the creator of the situation
comedy "The Dipsy Doodle Show."
I can't afford any problem with Phil.
It's all a math equation.
I'm me because at any giventime, I have three Phil Balows.
- Hey, [inaudible]. - Jack!
Jesus.
Sorry.
Did I catch you at a bad time?
Uh, no.
Well, yeah, I mean--
well, you know, we're just--we're just in the middle
of, know, rehearsal. - Sure, sure.
What's up?
You hadn't returned my call in three weeks.
That's not like you, Phil.
I just want to make sure everything's OK.
Yeah, no.
I just-- yeah. Oh, no.
Yeah. No.
Good I'm good. No.
Fine. - You happy?
Uh-- no.
Yeah. Yes.
No.
- OK. - Yeah.
- All right. - Yeah.
No. It's all good, right?
I mean, that's what they--
but uh-- right.
Uh, but you know, I gottado this, because, you know--
- Yeah. - So--
All right. OK.
- Great. - OK, man.
- Good to see you. - OK.
OK. OK.
I'll talk to you soon.
OK.
It looks good.
OK.
So um-- we-- we can't sayvulva, but we can say fallopian.
See, I don't understand.
I think vulva's fine.
Is it-- now, is it the product?
Is it because of Volvo we can't say it?
Vulva's--
VOICEMAIL: You have one newmessage, sent today at 6:01 PM.
PHIL: Hey, Jack.
It's Phil.
Uh, look, I've got to talk to you.
It was tough today when you came by.
Something's going on, you know,and it's just not like me.
We gotta sit down.
You know-- we've been through alot together, you and I. And--
let's talk in the morning.
We should talk.
He's leaving the agency.
I knew it.
[sigh] What a life.
[screaming] - Jack!
Jack!
[laughter]
I-- I love these fish.
They make me happy.
How about some trousers?
Oh-- OK.
[crying]
Jack?
Yes?
I've been sleeping with Phil.
It just happened.
He was obsessed with me.
And we'd get together, and--
I lost control.
And it happened.
But it's Over, Jack.
I swear it's over.
I'm so sorry.
So that's what he'sgoing to tell me tomorrow?
Because I told him that I was going to tell you.
I made such a huge mistake, Jack.
I'm so sorry.
I love you so much, Jack.
I love you so much.
[crying]
JACK [VOICEOVER]: Nina camealong at a point in my life
where all I did was work.
Work, and plan, and strive, and deliver.
I became bigger than life.
I became rich and famous.
But I never smiled.
For five years, I nevercracked one genuine smile.
Stephen Botchko's on line two.
It's important.
Tell Botchko you'll call him back, Jack.
I'm going to a photo shoot,and you're going with me.
I can't. I'm swamped.
Get un-swamped.
These are supermodels.
Tell Botchko I'll call him back.
That's what I thought you'd say.
SINGER: Let's just today say love is on.
Say that the blacks and blues have faded.
All gone.
I am prepared to bandage over all our lies,
but you can't expect amiracle to happen overnight.
Let's just today say love is warm.
JACK [VOICEOVER]: Nina brought the light back.
It was dark, and then it was light.
And the only difference was Nina.
Look.
You like it?
Yeah
I can paint, or sew, or whatever.
It's just-- a room for me.
It's-- you like it?
Yeah, it's great.
You got built ins, and everything.
- I know. - What did this cost?
That's not important.
That's not important?
That is so not important.
- It's important to me. - No it's not.
I think it's something important.
I'll figure out someway to make it up to you.
I promise. - You will?
You'll figure it out right now.
Nina's on line one.
Tell her I'm not here.
Guys, we need to talk about this thing at CBS.
We need to prepare for these meetings.
We aren't prepared.
And then you guys spendthe entire meeting talking
about your little girlfriends.
That's only because youwon't spend any time talking
about your girlfriends, Arlene.
If I got one third ofthe snatch you get, Arlene,
I'd be the happiest man on the planet.
You'd be the second happiest man.
I'd be the first, because you'dbe telling me all about it.
OK.
We have a Phil Balow problem.
Excuse me?
He's been sleeping with my wife.
- OK. - Nice.
All right.
I thought you were being serious.
If that's the problem, who hasn't
been sleeping with your wife?- Nice.
So have I.
Me too.
She confessed to meyesterday out of the blue.
Apparently it's been going on for some time.
Now, I'm telling you all this as my partners,
as my best friends, as my family.
So I assume I don't haveto give a confidentiality
speech right now?
Oh my god.
Jack-- I--
I mean, if this is true, I'm so sorry.
I don't know what to say.
Jack, this is true?
Yeah.
Apparently she broke it off with him,
but it had been going on for some time.
Jesus Christ, Jack.
Is there anything we can do to help out?
Well, you can support my decision
to drop Phil as a client.
You're kidding, right?
You don't want to drop Phil.
He's about to re-up his deal.
He's starting a new show.
You just told me the otherday how valuable Phil is.
If it does half of what Dipsy Doodle does,
we're looking at a package fee in the tens
of millions of dollars.
Jack, you need to take a deep breath.
OK?
You need to get straight with Nina, yes.
But don't do this.
Please.
I can take him on day to day.
You don't even have to talk to the guy.
He is fucking my wife!
What is it you guys don'tunderstand about this?
His name is off the client list.
Jack, come on.
You're taking this really personal.
Uh, that's the closet, Jack.
Hey, who designed this room?
The closet door looksexactly like the exit door.
And we're supposed to keep the closet door locked.
We keep making all these proclamations,
but nothing ever gets done.
So--
I know what you're thinking.
I hate it when you start aconversation like that, Arlene.
Jack, you love this woman.
I know you do.
You want my advice?
Because I know she loves you, too.
She has been suckingPhil Balow's cock, Arelen.
Does she expect me to ever kiss her again?
Because that's not going to happen.
You stop on your way home,you'll grab some Listerine,
she'll have a nice gargle, and then you'll
figure out a way to move on.
That's great relationship advice
from a woman who doesn't have aliving plant in her apartment.
I have plants.
That joke is so tired.
Did they send you in hereto save the Balow account?
Is that what this is all about?
Give me a little credit, Jack.
Arlene, tell the truth.
And don't get all defensive, like you
do when you're caught in a lie.
Did they send you in hereto save the Balow account?
- Yes, but-- - Get out.
- Jack-- - Get out.
Fine.
I gave it a shot.
But you might want to try toact like a human being for once.
Not today, I don't.
Lucky, who do you know with a truck
that can move some items fast?
That's a good question.
I don't think I know anybody with a truck.
My uncle's out of work.
He's got a truck.
Bunch of buddies.
All right.
Call your uncle to come to my office.
He's spending the afternoon with me.
Uncle Jimmy.
Hey.
This is Mr. Giamoro.
How you doing?
Jack knows me.
Jimmy Dooley.
We grew up together.
Valley High, right?
I was in your brother Anthony's class.
Jimmy Dooley. Right.
How you doing? - Good.
Good.
Not as good as you.
Big shot now. Big cheese.
- Yeah.- Read about you in the papers.
You got this--
You don't call anybody back, but--
Excuse me?
You don't call anybody back.
I called you like, 10times about my girlfriend's
screenplays?
You made me look like adick to my girlfriend, Jack.
I have a number of items that I need you to move.
I'll give you the address, andthen you can take 'em to me.
OK? Come with me, please.
I'm sorry, Jack.
I know I messed up, but I love you.
I have nothing to say to you.
Don't do this, Jack.
Don't be like this.
Don't-- throw it all away.
Stay in the fight with me.
Uh, excuse me?
Before I go, I just wondered if it'd
be cool if I left a head shot?Resume?
Yeah, that's fine.
Just leave it right there.- Cool.
It's uh-- the color kind.
It's the newest thing. - Great.
Terrific.
All right.
I just wish I could makeyou understand how small,
and how sad it all was.
So you'd know how little it all meant.
Your stuff will be in thegarage at your mother's.
You can do whatever you want with it.
[alarm beeping]
JACK [VOICEOVER]: I'm no good at being in love.
I was in love once, when I was 14.
I was a fat kid.
A fat child.
A fat teen.
No one in my adult life knows that.
Only Dad.
There was a girl at school.
Leah.
SINGER: That's when they'll disappear.
That's when you'll be feared.
Doesn't matter what they say, inthe jealous games people play.
Our lips are sealed.
Hey, Anthony, are you any good at this game?
What is it?
Monopoly?
Naw, I don't play that.
I'm a dummy.
Well sit down, dummy.
We'll teach you.
Tell your brother to sit down.
Um-- yeah.
Sit down, Anthony.
Good idea.
SINGER: It doesn't matter whatthey say in the jealous games
people play.
Our lips are sealed.
JACK [VOICEOVER]: End of entry.
Jack, you need to read this.
Jack Giamoro immediately hireda gaggle of low rent movers
to come and purge his west sidemansion of all her belongings?
This is great, Lucky.
How did they get this?
Goddamn press.
Jesus.
What is Ling? What is that?
Chinese, Korean, Taiwan? What is Ling?
I don't know, but thename sounds really familiar.
I'll find out exactly who she is.
Do that.
Ling my ass.
[music playing]
[shouting]
[laughter]
JACK [VOICEOVER]: It's debilitating
to know that after years of pretending you do,
you actually don't have the killer instinct.
I wanted to rip Phil's throatout last night, but I couldn't.
Hey.
Can you help me out?
My brother Anthony had the killer instinct.
Anthony went aftereverything he ever wanted.
Anthony was like my father.
He was driven, and had purpose.
When you want something inlife, you have to fight for it.
[shouting]
JACK [VOICEOVER]: Stay with it.
See it through.
You have to be willing togo the distance in life.
I wasn't willing tofight the fight for Leah.
And I couldn't go the distance with Nina.
What I think you're startingto see if you're doing
the work, if you're staying with the course,
is that being honest every day--
knowing what you think, knowing what you feel--
is getting very revealing.
Doors are being opened.
Boxes that have not beenrummaged in for quite some time
are being looked through.
Later, as we wind the coursedown and I read your journals,
I should know youintimately-- perhaps better
than anyone else knows you.
Except, of course, yourself.
Excuse me?
Sir?
What do you mean, read our journals?
I don't think that's going to work for me.
I'm a very private person.
OK, but you may as well leavenow, because there is really
no point in your staying.
Well, it's not that.
I'm just not that comfortable--
I'm not interested in your comfort.
I'm not an anesthetist.
I'm a doctor.
I do not get cheap thrillsreading someone's journal.
I am here to give you thetools to help you to uncover--
discover-- and discard thecrap that is holding you back.
And you, sir, definitely havecrap that is holding you back.
If a way to the better there be, it exacts
a full look at the worst.
Thomas Hardy.
Hm?
Who's Thomas Hardy?
Is that what you're asking?
Yes, I am.
Are you not a college man, Mr. Giamoro?
Community college.
Two years.
But I believe educationcan only take you so far.
Quite right.
Absolutely true.
But ego will not get you the rest of the way.
It will feed you, yes.
It will clothe you well.
But it will leave you cold,and alone, and unknown.
I promise.
But if you would prefer to leave, please go.
I don't choose to leave.
Very well.
So when I ask you to turnin your journal for me,
and me alone to read, just do it.
And remember the spelling.
It's a thing with me.
Hey, don't worry.
We're gonna get this guy.
We're gonna mess him up real good.
Teach him a lesson. - He needs one.
Playing gatekeeper.
All these people decidingwhat does and doesn't get in.
You've been wronged, so I'm going to fix it.
[phone ringing]
JACK: Hello?
Jack?
Hey man, look, it's Phil.
We need to talk.
What do we need to talk about, Phil?
Come on, man.
Don't be an asshole, OK?
I'm sorry.
All right?
I feel like shit.
I want to see you.
It's 8:02, Phil.
I'm running late.
I don't want to talk to him.
I won't ever talk to him again!
You sit down here.
OK?
Now, I really do not wantto hear anymore about this.
Of all the girls in the world, you had to steal
one from your baby brother?
You should be ashamed.
Anthony!
[crying]
I just don't want to come homeand listen to the same garbage
every night.
I come home from work, I got a headache.
I've been shit on all day!
And then I have to listen tothis crap night after night?
I don't understand why--
Anthony needs to do the right thing.
Aw, come on.
I am taking him over to her house
to talk this out with her parents.
Anthony, open this door now!
Leave the kid alone.
You're driving me nuts.
Get down those stairs, andget out in that car right now.
The hell are you doing?
You stay out of this.
JACK [VOICEOVER]: My mothernever forgave my father
for letting the failure of his career
destroy his happiness at home.
She never forgave him for putting a wall up
between himself and his two sons.
You only care about--
JACK [VOICEOVER]: My father never forgave me
for not being thin and focused.
Combative anddetermined, like Anthony.
Between you and your father--
[car horn]
JACK [VOICEOVER]: Andfor the rest of her life,
he never forgave my mother for killing Anthony.
Why the hell should I have to forgive Nina?
You got about a hundred calls.
- David Lilly? - No.
But I did figure out who Barbi Ling is.
She writes freelance hatchetpieces for the LA Voice.
Most of them on major players in town.
She did the Sherry Lansing piece.
Figures.
It gets worse.
She's a screenwriter,and was a stand up comic.
You know, one of them comedy store wannabes?
She's submitted 10 scriptswithin the last five years.
We rejected them all.
She couldn't make it inthis town, decided to tear
down the people who did, right?
It gets worse.
Would you stop saying that, please?
You sound like a bit playeron a Dick Wolfe show.
She sold a full profile to the LA Voice.
The one last week was just a teaser.
She's doing a whole thing on you, Jack.
The evolution of the agency,the stealing of clients.
Please tell me that's not true.
- I can't-- - Jack?
We need you in your office.
Right now.
Jack?
It's important.
Phil called.
He wants to sit down with you, or he's
threatened to leave the agency.
You need to have lunch with him.
I'm not sitting down with Phil.
Nina called me, too.
She's destroyed. You need to see her.
I'm worried about her.
Then you see her.
Hey, get this Ling on the phone, will ya?
Jack, you need to do something.
He will leave the agency.
Jack, here's how bad I wantyou to have lunch with Phil.
Are you ready?
I will sign your cousin Andrew's no talent,
acne scarred daughter.
OK?
Call him.
LUCKY: Jack, Barbi Ling on line three.
Barbi Ling.
How are you?
I'm fine, Mr. Giamoro.
What can I do for you?
Well, I think that you and I should sit
down and have a meal together.
Why?
Do I sound hungry?
In fact, when you called,I was having a meal.
Well, if you're like me, eventually
you'll have another one.
Listen to me, Barbi--
I promise you, you need me close on this.
OK?Profiles need information.
I could get you to who you need to get to,
so you can get this thing done right.
Are we done?
Barbi, I'm being nice now.
This is the nice Jack that you're talking to.
BARBI: I know.
And I'm so very lucky.
Oh, look-- my food's here.
Fun meeting you, nice Jack.
JACK [VOICEOVER]: I'm notgood with the word no.
I never have been.
I worked at the world famousCameron Merrick Agency.
Morty, Arlene, and I all startedin the mailroom together.
We were young, and hungry, andhad the power of determination.
Once I found the business, Iknew I was going to succeed.
I saw myself succeeding so clearly that it
became a moment in time that I had
but simply to wait and prepare for.
Like a bus scheduled into the station
at a pre-ordained moment, I moved
forward with confidence thatmy day would surely arrive.
And when the time came tomake a play, I made a play.
As our bosses before us haddone, we formed a new group,
took most of our clients,and left the agency.
But first, we copied all their secrets,
so we'd have something toblackmail them with if they
ever came after us.
It was ruthless and bold.
A mailroom coup.
A time-honored show business tradition.
Change is coming around again now.
I can feel it.
Dad?
[snoring]
[grunting]
[shouting]
Dad.
Dad!
[music playing]
Is he gonna be OK?
He's banged up.
He's got a couple fractured ribs.
Pretty bad cut on his back.
He's gonna need to see a dentist.
His teeth are pretty bad.
It's not a problem, Jack.
I got the best guy in Beverly Hills.
And Jack, the best thing aboutit is you won't feel a thing.
This guy will have you on so much dope--
you're going to love this guy.
[shouting]
Wait a minute.
He's not a dentist.
He's a comedy writer.
This guy's a comedy writer!
OK, we'd better up that dosage, please.
Thank you.
[shouting]
Who let the whore in?
You're a whore!
She broke the bonds of our matrimony!
You screwed my biggest client!
Why couldn't you screw Gary Vargel?
He's about to retire!
You had to screw working clients?
That's good.
OK.
I'll be in the waiting room.
[shouting]
Get this--
Come here.
[alarm beeping]
[music playing]
Morty?
He's here.
Morty?
- Did you tell Arlene? - Yeah, she knows.
- OK. - I'm here.
Where's Fineberg? - He's on his way.
OK.
Nobody mentions the teeth, OK?
Come on.
Talk about his quick recovery.
Talk about how good he looks.
He likes that. OK, quick.
Thank you.
Everybody upbeat.
OK?
Jack!
[applause]
How you doing, Jack?
How do you think I'm doing?
Oh--
I look like a god damn xylophone.
Jack, Kevin Sands isthe best in the business.
He does all the big names.
You were in so much pain, and so wild--
he did the best he could.
I looked like TomCruise's retarded cousin.
Jack, what did the cops say?
Did they find anything?
No.
The guy got away.
They have no idea who he was.
Well, the important thingis that you're back, right?
Yep.
I'm back.
All right.
I'll see you guys.
[music playing]
Maria?
Have you seen my journal?
Maria?
[coughing]
My home was broken into, and it was stolen.
I haven't had an entry in three weeks.
So what's your plan?
I don't know.
You don't know?
You haven't been to class for three weeks,
and now you don't have ajournal, after you didn't
want me to read it, anyway.
And when I ask you what yourplan is, you say I don't know.
Do you think I'm lying?
I've had a very difficult few weeks.
Which, of course, you did not write about.
Mr. Giamoro, tell me honestly,why don't you drop out?
I mean, why are you here?
To-- to taunt me?
It's not my way to drop out.
Yes, yes, yes, but whyare you here in this class?
I don't know.
I just had an idea.
Why don't you write about that?
Or would that be too much bother?
You don't have the rightto talk to me that way.
Great.
Write about that.
Write about how you cannot stand me.
How you'd like to pop me right in that kisser.
How you'd like to punch me on the stoop.
Write about it in great color and detail.
Am I hitting a little nerve here, Jacky?
Fill those pages.
Go out, get a new journal,and fill the pages.
Write about it.
Yes?
OK.
Thank you.
JACK [VOICEOVER]: I miss that time in my life,
when I was fearless.
When the ground was mine, and I stood it.
When I was bullheaded, like mydad, and I was always right.
[banging]
Mr. Giamoro, I have told you before that you
cannot make these outbursts.
I will see that you do anight in jail for contempt
if this happens again.
Your honor, give me a night.That's fine.
But just hear me out, because this
is important to understand.
We built this company, OK?
We put our souls into it.
We made it what it is.
And now it's worthsomething 10 years later,
our former employers want to rip it to shit.
OK, I'm sorry.
Bailiff?
You just bought yourself a night in jail.
Wait a minute. Hold on a second.
10 years is too late to comealong and throw the lives
of 110 people into the gutter.
It's not right, god dammit!
Get off me!
No!
I can walk out on my own!
[shouting]
JACK [VOICEOVER]: I was alwaysready to explode if I thought
you needed to learn a lesson.
If I thought you were inthe way of me, and the way
I needed things to be.
- You're a fool. - Yes.
I know that.
But damn, were you cute.
Wow.
I mean--
JACK [VOICEOVER]: It all changed for me, though.
It changed a little bitevery time Nina kissed me.
Jack, the jury went our way.
What?
We won, Jack.
We won?
We won.
[laughter]
Oh my god!
[music playing]
JACK [VOICEOVER]: Thewinning streak continued.
The agency grew.
Things got sweet.
The little moments took light,and the darkness lost ground.
Promises were made, and dreams were laid out.
The air in my world had apreciousness to it then.
A peace that time would show I didn't
know how to negotiate with.
The deal of a lifetime.
And I couldn't close it.
LUCKY: Jack, Barbi Ling's calling.
Yeah, I want her.
What can I do for you, Barbi?
I need some filling material for my story.
I have reams of stuff now, but I need to give
the juice in between the juice.
What kind of juice?
About the early days of your company.
The break in, maybe.
The files you, and Arlene, andMorty stole, and were gonna
bribe your old bosses with.
You have my journal?
Is that it, Barbi?
I have no idea what you're talking about.
But are you still hungry for a meal with me?
- I'm famished. - Rickshaw Inn.
Downtown.
Downtown On Broadway. Do you know it?
In Chinatown.
Yeah, my family used to eat there
on Sundays when I was a boy.
I'll see you there for dinner tomorrow night.
6:00.
[clattering]
Get out!
I don't care how busy heis, get me an appointment
with that goddamn dentist!
[music from television]
MAN ON TV: Gee, you certainlygo through an awful lot, Lily,
to make yourself beautifuljust to go to bed.
Anything for you, pussycat.
Did you hear that?
What the fuck?
[shouting]
Jack!
- Where's my journal? - Fuck you!
What's the deal with your teeth?
[shouting]
[groaning]
You hold people back.
Bunch of rich white men.
Rich white gatekeepers.
What?
Is that the line she gave you?
To get you to break into my house?
Leave me for dead?
Let me tell you something, Jimmy.
You got nothing out there protecting you.
There's nothing.
No-- no security, no gate, no hidden camera.
No patrols.
Anybody can just walk in off the street
and put a cap in the back of your head.
Now where's my journal?
And don't say fuck you, becauseif you do, I will shoot you,
and I will take your piece of shit TV,
and I will walk out of here.
And the cops will just figureit was a robbery gone bad.
Where is my journal?
All you had to do was answer my calls.
Read her scripts.
But no, you couldn't do that.
You're too big time, huh?
You're never going to see that journal again.
[clattering]
Hi.
I need to see Dr. Sands right away.
Uh-- he's with a patient, sir.
OK.
That doesn't work for me, so--
Maybe you should have a seat, or--
It's fine. Don't worry about it.
Dr. Sands?
[drilling]
Excuse me, sir. I'm sorry.
We're going to reschedule yourappointment to a later date.
If you wouldn't mind steppingup to the waiting room,
the receptionist will take care of you.
Sir?
We're done with you.
Do these look like teeth to you?
I can fix them.
You wouldn't sit still, and Icouldn't get the mold right.
But I can fix them.
Goddamn right you can fix them.
Cancel his appointments for the rest of the day.
All right.
Get fixing, skippy.
No one knows what we're talking about, OK?
Now try to act professional.
Hey, Arlene?
You ever eat at theRickshaw Inn in Chinatown?
Yeah, years ago.
Why?
I have a dinner there tonight, 6:00.
After that I got alittle something planned,
and after that, everything's gonna be back to normal.
I promise you.
Who are you havingdinner with in Chinatown?
Hey, you like these?
They're temps.
They hurt like hell.
There's pork for you.
Maybe he's having dinner here with Phil?
Maybe they patched it up?
Maybe he's here to sign the tooth fairy?
You got a better shot at that.
I'd take 10% of the toot fairy.
Who owns the tooth fairy?
Is it public domain?
It's not a bad idea.
Find out.
He's here. He's here.
Mr. Giamoro.
How are you doing?
The Asian girl from Primkin's class.
Yep. The Asian girl.
So what came first, the class or the story?
The story.
Who's that girl?
No idea.
Who tipped you off?
Arlene's assistant?
Billy's nephew?
Here's a question--
why are you in a class like that?
A guy like you?
Well, to be honest with you, Barbi,
I think I took that class for two reasons.
One, I wanted to expand my horizons, and two--
and there's some irony in this--
there's too many people like you.
Here's a question-- why'dyou pick this shit hole?
It's the worst restaurant in Chinatown.
My family owns it.
That's my father at the register.
And all the busboys and waiters are my brothers,
my cousins, and my uncles.
OK.
Let's get past that.
I want my journal back, Barbi.
Then I want you to call your editor,
and tell him you're notgoing to have this story.
Now, here's a little tip--
tearing down other people who worked
hard to get where they are is not
a way to advance your career.
My journal, please?
No!
No.
You-- No!
No!
Give me my journal.
Jack!
What the hell's going on?
Who is that girl, Jack?
Go!
So sorry.
Please. I'm sorry.
Sorry.
Why are these people chasing us, you asshole?
I'll tell you later.
Jeez!
Aw, Jack!
Give me the journal, Jack.
That's what she wants?
- That's your journal? - Give it to her.
Give it to her. Give it to her.
Wait a second.
[shouting]
[laughter]
[shouting]
OK. Abort.
Yep.
[shouting]
[phone ringing]
Yea?
OK, I'll take him, but quick.
Hey.
Yeah.
JACK [VOICEOVER]: I had myjournal in my hands today,
and I lost it.
Morty fell, things went sideways.
Confusion ruled, and oneof her uncles picked it up.
Barbii Ling has my journal once again.
I headed home knowing I needed to do
something to change my luck, so I drove
to David Lilly's in Brentwood.
It was time to jumpstart the beast,
and I knew just how to do it.
[car horn]
Hello there, neighbor!
Just me.
Jack Giamoro.
Your friendly neighborhood IAA agent.
What is this?
David, I'm going to make a speech, OK?
At the end of thisspeech, one of two things
is going to take place.
Either I'm going to representyou, or I'm going to jail.
So hear me out.
David Lilly, I want to be your agent.
I can make the deals with the studios
that you need to have made.
I will have the studio peopleover here catering to you.
I will have them doing your yardwork.
I will have them cleaningout your litter box.
I want to make so muchmoney that it will screw up
your kids, and your grandkids.
I am bone marrow hungry to be your agent.
That's it.
What do you think?
Ask him if he'll represent an actress.
I want this guy repping me, too.
OK, fine. You're my agent.
Just get off my lawn before the cops come.
Yes!
You're not gonna regret this.
Thank you.
Thank you!
I'm very excited.
Very excited!
SINGER: Love it so much,ain't never gonna stop me.
Rock and roll--
Jack, we need an explanation.
You need to come clean with us.
Listen, I can't let her have that journal.
This is the woman who'sresponsible for the break
in of my house, She can't have that journal.
Why not?
Why can't you let her have the journal, Jack?
What's in the journal?
She's doing a story on me.
On the agency.
Our work.
Et cetera.
Oh, god.
And the journal contains--
you know, private information.
But other than that, everything is fine.
And there's good news regarding David Lilly.
What's in the journal, Jack?
I'm taking care of it, OK?
Jack, what's in the journal?
Information that directlycontradicts our testimony
at the competition trial.
As well as some personal stuff.
You know, my feelingsabout the size of my dick,
and stuff like that.
So Barbi, as we discussed on the phone,
we all wanted to get together with you
to talk about the scriptsthat you submitted.
Five years ago.
Please don't take that personally.
We are looking at ways of speeding
up our reading department.
As head of the feature lit department,
I gotta tell you, I really think you have
an incredible body of work.- Really?
Mhm. Absolutely.
- Awesome. - Wow.
How nice.
Um-- which one do you like the best?
Well, to be honest with you, probably
"Chinese Girl On A KillingSpree" would be my favorite.
Good one. It's really edgy.
"Planet Without Jews" was an interesting read.
- Phenomenal. - Awesome.
- Phenomenal. - Wow.
Thank you. - You're very talented.
Barbi, the point is we would love--
love to have you as a client.
- A client? - Yes.
Yes.
Yes, we would be honored.
Absolutely.
Thank you.
Which one of my scripts was your favorite, Jack?
You read them all, right?
Every one of them.
Read 'em all.
How nice.
Um-- how does an agency work?
You take 10%?
I'm-- I'm just curious.
10% but, you know, really, it's whatever
you're comfortable with.
I read them on the shitter.
Excuse me?
While I was on the shitter, taking a shit,
when I read your scripts.
So-- I just thought it was appropriate.
Jack.
He's so silly.
He's kidding.
That's Jack humor.
Let's cut the shit, Barbi.
OK?
We want the journal, wewant you to kill the story.
What do you want?
You mean-- you don't wantto sign me as a client?
No, of course we do.
Jack, come on.
Oh, for God's sake, she knows we don't
want to sign her as a client.
Barbi, have you ever been to a Laker game?
Have you ever sat on the floor at the Laker game?
You have no interest in my work, do you?
Well, it is tiresome.
They're lying to me.
[crying]
[laughter]
You're all so pathetic.
Especially you, Jack.
I have you people by theshort hairs, and you know it.
And you have no shot in hell that I'm
going to kill this story.
Get your asses back to your side of LA!
Well-- that went well.
Come on, Dad.
Dad, what are you doing in there?
I-- I look these fish right in the eye,
and they look back at me.
And-- and they-- they see right through me.
They-- they know who I am, these fish.
OK. Come on, pop.
Let's get out. All right?
I treated your mother like garbage.
Yeah.
I should have been just--
you know-- but then I--
I was very hard to live with back then.
OK, Dad. Come on.
Get out.
OK.
Come on.
JACK [VOICEOVER]: I don't look back
on the good times I had with Nina as Nina and I.
I know we had them. We had many.
but I remember them now asif we were someone else.
Characters in a book, or afilm, or a game of some kind.
Isn't this great?
Yeah, but just wait.
A couple years up the road, I'm gonna start
screwing all your clients.
Then you'll know great.
JACK [VOICEOVER]: I don'thave a clear memory of when
Nina and I were in love.
Babe, I told you, I don'tbelieve in therapists.
I've been there.
They're weasels.
They charge you an arm and a leg.
You know, you spill your guts to them.
You tell them every littledeep, dark secret you have,
and then you spend yourwhole life praying to God you
never run into them in public.
No.
If you screw my client out ofthis picture, I will ruin you.
I will smear this withyour severed testicles, OK?
You are nothing.
Do not cross me on this.
OK?
And I-- I'm hanging up now.
Because your response tomy side of the conversation
is irrelevant.
Who was that?
Just a friend.
I gotta go.
I'm late.
Dooley.
Pack your shit.
You're fired.
Excuse me?
You want his job?
Yeah.
Sure.
All right, Dooley.
You're sitting at the man's desk.
Get up.
Get up, get up, get up, and get the fuck out!
All right, Jack.
Before you go in there,there's someone in your office.
I set this up, so if you wantto be upset, be upset with me.
But the two of you need to talk face to face.
You're a piece of work, Morty.
Jack--
Is it all about business with you?
Is that the only thing that matters?
After all these years?
I mean, can't you see how lost I am right now?
Just trust me, Jack.
The two of you need to talk.
All right.
I'll talk to him.
Good.
Morty told me about the woman in Chinatown.
And about the Journal.
I've seen you writing in it.
If you really loved me, no matter what I did--
no matter what we were going through--
you would not have done what you did.
OK, you're right.
I'm human.
I'm flawed.
I'm a flawed piece of shit, Jack.
Is that what you want to hear?
Do you want to hear me beg?
Because I will.
I'll beg.
It's not my nature, but I'll do it.
I'll beg.
I'm asking for forgiveness.
I'm asking you to somehowlook inside yourself, and find
the place that will allow you to focus
on all the incredible goodthat's happened between us.
If you really love me, thenwhy is that so goddamn hard?
Get out.
You OK?
Yeah, I'm fine.
All right, well put your game face on.
David Lilly and his wife are on their way up.
All right, I'm going up.
No.
Let's be smarter than this.
I want to get more on him.
He's in pain, this one.
The more I read thisthing, the more I see that.
He's gonna do something stupid, and I
want to be there when he does.
I'll have him in pain for you.
- Baby-- - Ow!
Sorry.
Please.
Hold on.
Hide yourself.
Please hide.
This sucks.
Nina.
Nina Giamoro.
Hello.
My name is Barbi Ling.
I'm doing an article on your husband.
I was wondering if I couldhave 10 minutes with you
for some background stuff?
Do you think we could go somewhere
and get a cup of coffee?
Does my husband know about this article?
Yeah, he does.
He knows.
OK, sure. Yeah.
I'll give you your 10 minutes.
Why don't we go upstairs to the conference room?
Um-- upstairs?
No. I--
I'll tell you what.
I'll give you 20 minutes of some very good stuff.
My husband is a priggish asshole.
Really?
Yeah.
Don't be fooled by the public face.
There's a whole differentstory behind the gate.
Come on.
Are you coming?
Yeah.
I'm coming.
Hello, Mr. Lilly.
I'm Lucky, Jack's assistant.
Jack is extremely excited to have--
David Lilly.
How are you doing?
I'm glad you came, man.
I'm glad you came.
You remember my wife, Brynn?
Of course.
For the gate repair.
$6,000.
Um--
[laughter]
That's very funny.
- Just kidding. - You got me.
No, I insist. I insist.
Did you see his face?
Let's head back to the office.We'll sit down.
We'll get comfortable, OK?
Come on.
Nina?
Lucky.
Lucky, this is Barbi Ling.
She's writing a story on Jack.Jack knows about it.
Nice to meet you.
Lucky, conference room?
Yeah. Yeah, that way.
Ling. - Yeah.
Lucky.
I'll see you.
Morty, you're on speakerphone,and I'm here Brynn Lilly.
MORTY: That's great.
I'll be right over.
Jack, today is your lucky day.
Brynn, or Lady Lilly, as I refer to her,
is going to perform a little audition for you.
Oh, that's not necessary.
We're going to handle her,and that's-- we've already
decided on that.We're going to do a great job.
We have some career goals mappedout that we want to talk about.
Morty's going to come in.- I don't want any favors.
OK, Jack?
I really want you to handle me.
That's why I'm going to doa scene, and then, you know,
you and Morty can decide.
If-- if it'll make you--if that's what you want,
that's fine.
Great.
It'll be fun. - Hello.
Morty, Brynn is going to do a scene.
An audition scene.
A scene? Here?
- Yeah. - That's right.
OK.
Hey, sounds great.
Good.
David and I, with Jack's help, are
going to do the Michael Douglas,Sharon Stone interrogation
scene from "Basic Instinct."
- OK. - Great.
And no, I am not wearing any underwear.
[laughter]
You're so sweet.
Look, you're like a little angel face.
And you'll be the best secretary.
Hi. Arlene.
Nina.
Uh, this is Barbi Ling.
She's writing a story on Jack and the agency.
We just wanted to use the conference
room for a few minutes. Maybe 20 minutes?
Yeah.
Actually, would you like Arlene to sit in?
I mean-- no one knows more about Jack
and the agency than Arlene.
Except for Jack.
Um, I don't think so.
OK.
Uh, Arlene, would you mind leaving?
No. Not at all.
So Miss Tramell has waivedher right to an attorney.
Did I miss something?
Um-- I told them you wouldn'twant an attorney present.
Why have you waived your rightto an attorney, Miss Tramell?
Why did you think I wouldn't want one?
Uh-- sorry.
I told them you wouldn't want to hide.
I have nothing to hide.
Um, there's no smoking inthis building, Miss Tramell.
What are you going to do?
Charge me with smoking?
I need you.
Not right now you don't.
Would you tell us thenature of your relationship
with Mr. Boz?
Trust me on this. Just--
I had sex with him for about a year and a half.
Arlene, this is important.Leave.
I liked having sex with him.
He wasn't afraid of experimenting.
I like men like that.
I like men who give me pleasure.
And he gave me a lot of pleasure, Jack.
So Nina, let's start with the big question.
OK.
That sounds good.
Uh-- what's the name of the big
shot client of your husband'sthat you've been sleeping with?
[shouting]
Hi.
Uh, Phil Balow to see Jack Giamoro.
Hi, Mr. Balow.Can you please have a seat?
You describe a white silk scarf in your book.
I've always had a fondnessfor white silk scarves.
But you said you liked men who use their hands.
No.
I said I liked Johnny to use his hands.
I don't give any rules, Jack.
[WHISPERING] I go with the flow.
I go with the flow.
Uh, did you ever do drugswith Mr. Boz, Miss Tramell?
Yes?
BRYNN: Sure.
Jack, it's me.
I'm trapped.
You're trapped?
What kind of drugs?
- I'm stuck. - Cocaine.
I'm stuck too, you know?OK?
We're all stuck.
And let me just say, being stuck as an excuse
for what you did with Phil.
Have you ever had sex on cocaine, Jack?
It's nice.
I'm trapped.
I'm trapped in a closet.
JACK: Yeah, but I am a trappedin a closet too, you know?
OK?
Whatever the hell that means.
How did you feel when I told you Johnny Boz
had died that day at the beach?
Who the hell's Johnny Boz?
I felt like somebody had read my book,
and was playing a game.
Look, I'm in the conference room closet
down the hall, Jack, and I have your journal,
and Barbi Ling is outside the door.
But it didn't hurt--
Even though you were screwing him?
You still get pleasure.
Haven't you ever had sex with anybody
else while you were married, Jack?
OK. That's plenty.
I've seen enough.
My god.
What a talent.
I'll be right there.
- Morty? - Yeah.
Yeah, she's amazing.
You know who she reminds me of?
Me too.
Good.
I'll be right back. Phil?
Yeah, Jack.
It's Phil.
The evil Phil.
Who you refuse to give twoseconds of your time to.
We gotta talk. - OK.
One second.David, I'll be right back.
You were terrific, OK?
I'll be right back, Phil.
And then we're gonna talk.
OK?
Are you OK? - Yeah.
Get me out of here, though.
No.
No, I'm not OK, all right?
I mean, I have something to say to you, man.
Shit!
I got your journal back, Jack.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
Look man, I--
I am so in the wrong here.
I mean, I am so in the wrong.
I'm not going to read it, Jack, if that's
what you're worried about.- I'm not worried.
All right. Well, good.
you know, I mean, I'm glad you're not worried.
But I-- you hate me, right?
I mean, is that it?
I mean, you just hate me.
And you-- you can't forgive me.
Why did you take this class, though, Jack?
I'm just curious.
You've always been so resistantto therapy or introspection,
and then out of the blue you take this course.
Why? - Answer me.
Answer me.
I don't know.
I just got to this place in my life I felt like--
I don't know who I am.
I felt like I don't know who I am.
And I don't know to be in a marriage.
And that scared me.
Going crazy on me, Jack?
No, Phil.
I'm not going crazy on you, Phil.
It's just that, uh--
I'm imperfect, you know?
I am.
We all are.
I mean, we're all so damn imperfect.
I know, baby.
Imperfect I'll comp to.
Now give me a hug.
Not you, Phil.
Oh, no, I am.
I mean, after all thatpreparation, he just leaves us?
You know, I spent hours?
I made this outfit.
- He's coming back. - Whatever.
Brynn. Brynn.
All right, get off, Phil.
That's enough.
It's locked.
Yes, I see that.
Jack, the police are on their way.
You'd better get out here now.
You won't believe what's going on out there.
Hello?
You coming?
Jack, you gotta get out here now.
All right. All right.
I'll be right back.
Move, you sick piece of shit!
This make a good script for ya?
Huh?
I know the ending!
Barbi, go in there tell him this is over.
Because the cops are about to get here.
And when they do, I'm goingto tell them everything.
Burglary, assault, extortion.
I mean, you'll go to jail for 10 years,
with an expensive lawyer.
So tell me, is this over?
The correct answer is yes.
JIMMY: Huh?
You don't want to return my calls?
Yes, it's over.
OK.
Now go tell this idiot, beforehe burns the office down.
I could have been sitting here.
No, Jimmy!
No!
Now let's go!
I'm gonna burn down his office!
No. No!
Yeah, one problem, dickhead.
It's not his office.
It's my office.
[fire extinguisher spraying]
[fire alarm]
You stalking me?
I am.
I want to come home, Jack.
I want to come home so bad.
I just-- I just want to come home.
I want us to get it right,and I want to come home.
Come here.
JACK [VOICEOVER]: I have made a decision.
I no longer choose to be a talent agent.
I have left my company.
My former partners all have voted Arlene will
replace me and run the company.
Needless to say, this didnot sit well with Morty.
For the first time in 15years, I will be just Jack.
Something I have grown, and built, and guided,
and nourished with every beat of life that I had
is no longer mine.
I am nothing without theelixir of constant movement.
I do not know how to just be still.
So I shall read these,and then within two weeks
you will be receiving agrade, and an evaluation.
Thank you.
I have no problem with you reading this.
You, and you alone, if that's what
it takes to finish the course.
Wonderful.
I do not need an evaluation, however.
Give me any grade you want.
I'm done.
And I gotta tell you something.
You're real shit bag, Primkin.
All in all, though, I thinkit's a pretty good class.
Thank you.
So you're done?
Is that it?
That's it.
I'm done.
Good.
You've done well, son.
You done good.
Except you spelled Primkin wrong.
[scoffing]
JACK [VOICEOVER]: Nina andI have a long way to go.
With the odds against us, weare determined to make it work.
There's things I'll need to forget.
There's things she'll needto make sure I remember.
How is it possible that Istill have so much to learn?
End of entry.
[music playing]
MAN: [SINGING] Let's justtoday say love is on.
Say that the blacks and blues have faded.
All gone.
I am prepared to bandage over all our lies.
But you can't expect amiracle to happen overnight.
Let's just today say love is warm.
With each new casualty, you even up the score.
I am a man who held you high when you felt down.
Please understand it's hardto take another [inaudible]
around.
And what's to gain for loving her?
Sweet moments. Save the ones.
The photographs we store.
And what's to gain for loving her?
He wakes up falling forhe's lost his equilibrium,
but finds her arms.
And that's what love is worth.
Let's just today say love is on.
Say I remember well when we were still in love.
You were the one who grewso tired of everything.
Yet somehow I'm supposed totake the lion's share of blame.
And what's to gain for loving her?
Sweet moments, save the ones,the photographs we store.
And what's to gain for loving her?
Red states and blue statesare at war for independence,
but within each other's arms their love is pure.
Love is war.
Loving her.
[music playing]