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Written by: David E. Kelley *********************************************** "Special Deliveries" Bobby visiting Claire and Lindsay at their cell. Bobby: Eugene thinks, and I agree, that I should argue. This judge obviously doesn't respond to reason, perhaps the emotion of a husband pleading to free his wife- Claire: Well, who's going to argue for me? I don't even have a boyfriend! Bobby: I'll argue for both of you. Lindsay: How long can they hold us, really? Bobby: Well, once a contempt order proves to be futile, it's usually lifted, but with this judge....-- Helen in the hallway leaving her office. She sees Russell Bakey on a bench. Russell: Helen! Hi! Fancy meeting you here. Helen: What are you doing here? Russell: Actually, I'm delivering something from my mother. (Russell hands Helen a piece of paper) Helen: A summons? Russell: And complaint. She's maintaining you defamed her during my trial. Helen: She's suing me. Russell: I tried to talk her out of suing you, but she of course thinks I'm biased towards you due to my sexual attraction. (Helen looks disturbed) I told her nonsense, one can have a crush and still be objective. Don't you agree? Helen: I would agree your conduct rises to the level of assault. You will be arrested within the hour, Mr. Bakey. Russell: That's hostile. --Commercial-- Bobby in court arguing Lindsay's and Claire's contempt order. Bobby: It's been a week, your honor. Clearly Miss Dole and Miss Wyatt aren't going to reveal the location of the box. DA (?): A week is nothing weighed against the stakes. Bobby: If we were talking about a live hostage, that would be one thing, but Cindy Burnes is dead. DA: Turn around and look at Cindy's Parents and tell them it means nothing to give their child a decent burial. Bobby: My heart goes out to the parents, as does Lindsay Dole's, as does Claire Wyatt's, but lawyer client privilege is sacrosanct - Judge: I don't want to hear it, council. They can either tell us where the body is, or go back. Bobby: Well then at a minimum they deserve a hearing on the contempt issue, and pending that, as a matter of law, bail has to be set. Judge: I'll schedule a hearing on July 1st. Bail is set at 10 million dollars each. Cash, no bond. (Bobby, Lindsay, and Claire are shocked) -- In court, Helen's lawyer trying to kick Helen's case. Helen's lawyer: Clearly a district attorney enjoys immunity for statements made during a trial. Silvia's lawyer: Bonified immunity, and there has to be boundaries. Miss Gamble basically accused my client of having a sexual relationship with her son. Silvia Bakey's reputation has been severely stained. She has been discharged in her place of employment. Helen's lawyer: The question was there. Her ex-husband alleged child abuse during the divorce proceeding. Silvia's lawyer: She had no good faith basis to accuse my client of being a child molester. Helen's lawyer: You don't know what she knew, council, so- Judge: Alright, hold on. Look, I'm loathed to eroe the immunity of district attorneys in criminal trials, but I have to agree with council. We can't allow prosecutors to simply launch baseless bombs which can destroy reputations without some good faith basis. I'm going to allow the plaintiff to take discovery. (Helen looks surprised.) Helen's lawyer: Your honor! Judge: Come back with a motion for summary judgement if you think they come up empty, but I won't summarily kick it. Helen: I don't believe this Judge: And Miss Gamble, I'm extremely distressed to learn you issued an arrest warrant for Mr. Bakey. As you know, using the threat of criminal prosecution to discourage a civil lawsuit is grounds for disbarment. That arrest warrant is quashed, and I'll trust you to use better judgement in the future. That's all. Helen's lawyer: (Goes to Helen) I'll make this go away, don't worry. (Russell approaches them) Russell: I guess we'll all be spending some time together. (Helen jumps out of her chair angry) Helen: Listen to me Russell! Helen's lawyer: Helen! (To Russell) Miss Gamble is represented, Mr. Bakey, you are to have no communication with her. (Look looks like she's going to hurt Russell, but then leaves with her lawyer. Silvia goes to Russell) Silvia: What was that all about? Russell: You're not going to believe this mom... she's in love with me. Silvia: What?! Russell: She just told me she had feelings for me. (Jimmy approaches them.) Jimmy: Russell, may I have a word in private please? Silvia: Yes, of course. (She leaves) Jimmy: what are you doing? Russell: My mother, she's insisting on suing her. I tried to dissuade her, I'm beginning to think she's not well, Jimmy. Jimmy: Did you make a remark that you were sexually attracted to Helen Gamble? Russell: Is it a crime? Tell me you've never thought about it. Jimmy: Listen to what I'm saying, Russell. Helen Gamble is a friend of mine. Russell: If you're implying that I would hurt her... I'm very much offended, Jimmy. -- In Lindsay's and Claire's cell, the DA against them and a guard comes. DA: Miss Dole, you're free to go. The judge has had a change of heart. Have a lovely day. Lindsay: What about Claire? DA: She stays. Claire: What?! Lindsay: Why? DA: We consider her a bigger threat to society. Claire: What?! Lindsay: They think they can crack you. I'm staying right here. DA: You don't have that right. Lindsay: As her lawyer, I can certainly- DA: Visiting hours are over. Guard, will you please escort Miss Dole out? Lindsay: I would like to have a conversation with her before- DA: You've had plenty of time to talk. Claire: I won't tell you anything you pig! DA: (Pause) That's certainly you're call. (To Lindsay) As I said, have a lovely day.-- Lindsay and Bobby in an office (I really don't know who's office is who's) Lindsay: They obviously feel they can wear her down if I'm not with her. Physically divide and conquer. Bobby: Will they wear her down? Lindsay: I don't think so, she's pretty tough. Bobby, why weren't you... never mind. Bobby: Why wasn't I what? Lindsay: Well, I thought the point of you arguing was to get a little added emotion our side. Husband fighting to free his wife. Bobby: And? Lindsay: And you pretty much argued like I was another client. You even called me Miss Dole... what's with that? A little feeling would've been nice, don't you think? Bobby: A little feeling? You're accusing me of not feeling? Lindsay: What is that supposed to mean? (Stanley comes in disguised as a delivery boy) Stanley: Delivery for Lindsay Dole. Lindsay: (To Bobby) We'll talk later, okay? (Bobby leaves) What are you doing here?! Stanley: I need to know what's going on. Lindsay: It's dangerous for you to show up here. Stanley: That's why I'm disguised as a messenger. Where's Claire? Lindsay: They're still holding her, evidently they think they can appeal to her conscience. Stanley: I didn't mean to cause you these problems. I owe you my life... and now I'm causing you such problems! Lindsay: Claire and I will be okay, but you, you're gonna get caught by coming here. Stanley: Is it this judge? He seems crazy... what if... he were to disappear? Lindsay: What? Stanley: I could make a delivery to him. Lindsay: If you are suggesting what I think you're suggesting! Stanley: It's just that I owe you everything. The thought of someone causing you pain.... Lindsay: Stanley, you will not be making any deliveries to the judge or involve yourself in any way. If you do, I will go to the police myself and turn you in! Are we clear? Stanley: The idea of somebody hurting you... or Claire... (Mrs. Burnes enters) Mrs. Burnes: Miss Dole, may I speak with you? Lindsay: (Pause) I'm afraid I can't. Mrs. Burnes: It'll only just take a second. Lindsay: (To Stanley) I-I-I believe I signed for the package, sir. You may leave. (Stanley leaves) Mrs. Burnes: I know that you have your professional responsibilities, but I also know that... that you're a mother, and if I could just appeal- Lindsay: I'm sorry, Mrs. Burnes, but I can't have this conversation, and I must ask you to leave. Mrs. Burnes: Please tell me where my daughter is! Lindsay: I really need you to leave. (Mrs. Burnes leaves, Lindsay sits back in her chair unhappy.) --Commercial-- DA and Claire in a cell Claire: You can't hold me like this! And I have a 6th amendment right to council, you can't even legally talk to me! DA: Claire, your constitutional rights are only relevant should you be put on trial. We don't plan to put you on trial. Claire: Then why am I in jail? DA: Look, I know you're agonizing over this, but believe it or not, the law allows you to tell us the location of the body. In fact, in not telling us, you're possibly at risk for concealing evidence. Claire: Are you threatening me now? DA: No, I'm just saying, you can legally follow you're conscience here. Also, maybe I'm talking out of turn here, but I'm going to say it anyway. For criminal attorneys like Lindsay Dole and Bobby Donnell and so forth, reputation doesn't matter. The only thing that counts is their win-loss record. But for civil attorneys, which I believe is what you plan to be, reputation is everything. And what you're doing now, refusing to tell grieving parents where their daughter is... your reputation may never recover. Help yourself, I'm trying to be your friend here. Claire: Mr. Field, you're trying to get me to break privilege. When it comes to a lawyer's reputation, nothing is more important than honoring attorney-client privilege. It would disgrace me to violate it. So don't pretend to be my friend, I'm telling you nothing. you can keep me here forever, I'm telling you nothing! -- In a parking lot, Helen's trying to start her car but it won't. Russell approaches her with jumper cables. Russell: Need a jump? (Helen is frightened and tries to call 911 on her cell, but gets no signal) I'm not a mechanic but I think you flooded it a little. (Helen gets her car started) Helen: Come near me again, I'll have you shot dead! (She speeds off) Russell: Just trying to help. -- Helen in an office with Eugene and Jimmy Jimmy: I talked to him once. Eugene: Maybe you should go for a restraining order. Helen: With what?! He certainly had a right to be in the building, my car didn't start, so- Jimmy: Was it tampered with? Helen: How would I know?! Maybe I did flood it, I didn't dust the hood for his prints. Jimmy: Put the police on him, you have more resources than we do. Helen: In which case I'm accused of using the threat of prosecution to discourage a civil lawsuit. come on, I'll be hauled before the bar. Eugene: But if you think he's threatening you- Helen: Eugene, I have no proof. Without asking you to violate your attorney-client privilege, could... what am I dealing with here? Can you tell me that? (Silence) I'm a lawsuit with them. What exactly am I dealing with? Eugene: Look, if he does anything else, I'd go for the restraining order. It's his mother's lawsuit, he doesn't necessarily have to be in the room all the time. Helen: I'd like to get a restraining order now, but I need more to get it. Could you please give me something? (Silence) Great. Thanks. -- Claire in her cell, the DA comes to her with Mr. and Mrs. Burnes DA: Claire, these are Cindy's parents, Jon and Marcia Burnes. Claire: Okay, that does it! Get me my lawyer! DA: You don't automatically get to- Claire: I will scream and continue to scream until I meet with my attorney, do not think I'm kidding! DA: I just want you to hear what they have to say- (Claire screams at the top of her lungs) -- Lindsay arguing Claire's contempt order in court Lindsay: It's one thing to incarcerate somebody, it's another subject her to this kind of blatant cohersion. DA: The parents just wanted to talk to her. Lindsay: Right. Judge: There's nothing illegal about cohersive interregation, council, you just can't use the fruit of it at trial. Lindsay: The 6th amendment says all questions has to stop once the suspect asks for a lawyer. that's an evidencery rule, it's in the bill of rights! Judge: Look, short of physical torture, they can do anything they want. If they want to use it as evidence, that's a different story, but so far your only remedy could be a civil lawsuit, in which case I'd say good luck. Lindsay: This is an abuse of their discretion, your honor, and yours! Judge: Tell somebody who cares. If Claire Wyatt wants out, she knows what to do. We're adjourned. Lindsay: (To Bobby) Any ideas? Bobby: Jaime's drafting a philophicatory appeal on abuse of discretion grounds. I'm not sure we'll have any luck, but... (Lindsay sees Stanley in the gallery) Lindsay? Are you listening? Lindsay: Um, yeah, that sounds good, let's file an appeal. (Stanley leaves) Bobby: What are you looking at? Lindsay: Nothing. -- Helen in her office, Silvia enters. Silvia: Did you tell my son you'd have him shot dead? Helen: Mrs. Bakey, we're adversaries in a lawsuit, we both have lawyers. Silvia: When someone threatens my son, I tend to be direct. Helen: You're here taking issue with me threatening your son? Silvia: What, I'm supposed to be okay with it? Helen: Your son's a serial killer! Silvia: You couldn't prove it to a jury, Miss Gamble, you'll never prove it to me, I assure you. Helen: Well I don't have to prove it to you, you're the only one who knows he wasn't home those nights. Silvia: (Pause) I didn't come here to argue, it's just... my son swears to me you threatened to have him shot dead, did you really say that? Helen: I did, yes. Silvia: Did you also give some indication that you might love him? Helen: ...what?! Silvia: You gave no such indication? Helen: I think not. (Silvia goes to leave) Mrs. Bakey, hold on. So you're not here to confront me, but rather to determine whether your son's being honest with you. Your son's been acquitted, he can't be retried, double jeopardy prevents that, was he home with you those nights? Silvia: I guess with reasonable doubt, you'd agree with the jury's verdict. Helen: I don't care about the Jury's verdict, not do I care about prosecuting you for perjury. It's understandable, any mother would want to protect her son, but it would not be understandable at the expense of other's lives, Mrs. Bakey, what if he should kill again?! Silvia: (Slowly) He's not a killer! Helen: He's threatened me. He approached me in the parking lot with jumper cables this afternoon. Silvia: (Shocked) I beg your pardon? Helen: Yes. My car wouldn't start, and suddenly here he comes to help, Mrs. Bakey... (Helen goes to a bag and pulls out a threat letter) I received this letter during trial. If you didn't send this, he did. (Silvia reads it in shock) Who's idea was it really to sue me? Yours, or his? (Silvia stares) --Commercial-- Scott and Helen in an office, probably Scott's Scott: What else did she say? Helen: It's what she didn't say. If I read her correctly, I think it might be dawning on her. Her son might actually be a murderer. What good it does us now, I don't know, since he's already been acquitted. (Pause) What? What are you thinking? Scott: There may be a way. do you think this woman would actually help us now? Helen: I don't know, she seemed pretty conflicted when she left my office. Scott: Set up a little settlement conference on your lawsuit. there may be a way. -- Bobby enters an office that Lindsay's in Bobby: Hey. Lindsay: Hey. Bobby: Lindsay, we seem to be in a stage of not communicating again. Lindsay: Oh, it's just a stage? I'm sorry, I should be relieved to know that you at least consider it a problem. Bobby: I come in to talk and you start attacking me. Lindsay: I'm not attacking you. When's the last time we talked about anything? Bobby: You know what, forget it. Lindsay: Ah. Bobby: No, don't go ah! I came in here to talk. For the record, you shut it down, not me. (Opens door to leave, sees a giant box in the hallway) And get this package out of here, it practically blocks the hall. Lindsay: What package? (Bobby goes to another office, Lindsay sees the package) Oh no... (She runs to the office Bobby went into) Lindsay: I think it's her! Bobby: What? Lindsay: I think that package is Cindy Burnes. 14 year-old! My client was upset about Claire being held and felt bad for the parents- Rebecca: He sent you the body?! Lindsay: I don't know. I don't know, it doesn't say who it's from or where it came from, I just have a bad feeling. -- In the hallway, dogs are sniffing the package, the police open it. Mike: No note, nothing? Lindsay: No. Mike: You didn't see anybody drop it off? Lindsay: No. (Package is opened, showing Cindy Burnes inside. Everyone is horrified.) Mike: Okay, get the coroner. I need you and you for questioning. -- Helen, Silvia, their lawyers, Scott, and Russell in a room Russell: I don't understand, why can't I be here? Helen's lawyer: Because it's a settlement conference. Only the parties themselves may be present. Russell: (About Scott) Why is he here? Scott: I'm here as council, Mr. Serial Killer. Silvia: It's okay, Russell, it's okay. Russell: They're planning to terrorize you, mother. Silvia's lawyer: I'll protect your mother, Russell. Go ahead. (Russell leaves, everyone else sits down around a table) Helen: Mrs. Bakey, I think we're all on the same side here. Feeling your son needs help. Silvia's lawyer: What going on here? Silvia: Is that what this is about? You said you had an offer. Helen: We do have an offer. It would involve me retracting my defamatory comments. It would involve us agreeing not to prosecute Mrs. Bakey for perjury. But it would also involve Mrs. Bakey's full cooperation in preventing other women from being killed, and getting her son the help he so desperately needs. Mrs. Bakey, he will kill again. I believe you know that. -- Claire and Lindsay leaving Claire's cell Claire: In a package? Lindsay: We'll talk about it later, Claire. Claire: Was it delivered? Lindsay: Later. Claire: Was it Fed-Ex or regular mail? Lindsay: Later, Claire! -- Back at Helen's conference Helen: The bottom line is we can't do it without you. The standard is so high. Silvia: How long would he go away for? Scott: Could be as short as four days, as long as s six months, and if it's determined he still poses a danger, he could be held longer. Helen's lawyer: The main thing is to get treatment, no one here wants another death. Silvia: I still can't believe he did... those awful things. Helen: The issue is whether he might do it again. Scott: We know you love your son, Mrs. Bakey, but he needs you to step in now and be a parent. -- Jimmy, Ellenor, Eugene, and Jaime in office. Jimmy hangs up a phone. Jimmy: They're gonna section 12 him! Eugene: They're gonna what? Jimmy: Section 12 him. Jaime: What's section 12?Jimmy: Civil commitment. Eugene: Who called you? Jimmy: Russell called, confused as to why he had to suddenly go into court. I called the clerk's office. They're gonna section 12 him! Eugene: What have they got? Ellenor: He's a wacko psycho, that's what they've got! Jimmy: He asked us to represent him. Ellenor: And you said no. Jimmy: Ellenor, I don't like the guy, but this isn't right. What they're trying to do- Ellenor: You said no! Jimmy: (Pause) I'll tell him no.-- Bobby and Lindsay in an office. Lindsay: So who will represent him then? Bobby: They'll appoint somebody. Lindsay: I talked to Helen, she really is freaked out by the guy. Bobby: How couldn't se be? Lindsay: It's not like her to scare. Bobby: (Looks at his watch) Okay, 8:00, late enough to go home. Lindsay: What do you mean by that? Bobby: I mean that by the time we go home, eat, get Bobby Jr. tucked in, it'll be close to 9:30-10:00, we'll be officially too tired to talk, and we can go to bed, putting off communication for yet another day. Lindsay: You know why we put off communication, Bobby? Because we have a son. It's important to him that we be together, that we be happy together, that we feel happy individually. I mean, how would we ever pretend all that if we actually address what's going on between us? Bobby: Say what you have to say, Lindsay. Lindsay: Okay. I've been trying to get you to talk for a year. You're the one always too tired, too overwhelmed from work. I've been trying to get you therapy, you say you don't believe in it. Now, because I failed to tell you where some dead body is, you're alarmed about our communication problems? How do you figure me to understand that, to not be angry over it? Think back... try to remember the last time you touched me. Bobby: Our sex life could be symptomatic to our communication problem. That doesn't occur to you? Lindsay: Excellent answer. Here's what occurs to me... you're not in love with me. Now, I'm not a mind reader, but I can certainly tell... given your newfound commitment to the truth, why don't we just commit to it? You're not in love with me. (Bobby looks stunned. Stanley dressed as a flower man enters) Stanley: Delivery for Lindsay Dole. Lindsay: (Goes to Stanley) Get in here. Bobby, give me a second with the flower man, would you? Bobby: Excuse me? Lindsay: He's a client. I need a minute in private, go. (Bobby doesn't move) Now, please? (Bobby leaves) Alright, now you listen! Stanley: I was just- Lindsay: You don't talk! You're to walk out that door, and never come back! You don't deliver any packages, do I make myself clear?! Stanley: ...yes. Lindsay: you say you want to get help but you don't really want that, what you really want is to continue to live free. Well let me tell you if that's your goal, do not I repeat do no have any direct or indirect contact with me ever again because the police will be watching! (Opens door) Now go. (A saddened Stanley hands Lindsay some roses and leaves) --Commercial-- Russell's lawyer: This is a complete in around double jeopardy. Scott: If a person presents the likelihood of serious harm, the court may order him confined to a mental facility. Russell's lawyer: Where's the evidence that he poses such a likelihood? Scott: three dead bodies, and he's still prowling parking lots with jumper cables. Judge: Mr. Walsh, he was acquitted of those crimes. Scott: On the basis of an alibi which has now been recanted. Judge: I don't care. As a matter of law, he stands innocent of those murders. You certainly can't use those as evidence of guilt for a section 12 hearing. Scott: Your honor, his own mother stands before you concerned about his mental health. Even she-Judge: If we started locking up people on the say so of concerned mothers we'd all be in jail. Scott: You have a copy of a message sent to Miss Gamble, which message clearly threatens. Judge: Where's the evidence that concludes he sent it? Look, what are you trying to pull? You lose the criminal trial, you're trying to take another whack at it with the civil proceeding, and what do you have? A concerned mother? Scott: she lives with him. She loves him. But now she's tumbled to the idea my god my son is a killer, he needs medical, he may kill again! You're right, we can't get them criminally, nor do we want to. But nor do we want to sit back and wait for him to take another life. Judge: Your problem is a little thing called the constitution. We don't take freedom away from a man based on fear alone. We require evidence, we require proof, beyond all reasonable doubt, weather it's a criminal trial or a section 12. Scott: I would submit thousands of people are locked up on the grounds of fear. Judge: Yes. We call them Arab-Americans. And if you're trying to cite this country's despicable material witness scheme as support for the government's right to incarcerated will, I would submit that you have severely misstepped. This man, as a matter of law, has been judged innocent of three crimes. You're actually in here trying to use those crimes as evidence against him to have him locked up civilly. That's outrageous. I don't care how well-intentioned you are or how worried sick his mother is. Your petition is denied. We're adjourned. Helen: (To Silvia) Thank you, what you did was very brave. Russell: Oh that's brave?! You betrayed me, mother! Silvia: (Scared) Russell! Russell: You betrayed me!! Scott: Alright, Russell. Russell: (To Helen, dangerously) And you... (he stares for a little while then leaves) -- Lindsay and Claire walking down the street. Claire: Aren't you afraid he might turn on you? Lindsay: No, he's devoted to me, and you for that matter. He would never- (They see Stanley across the street at a newspaper stand) Excuse me. (Lindsay goes to Stanley) Claire: Lindsay, maybe we should call the police. Lindsay: Tell me why I shouldn't report you for stalking! Stanley: I will go away forever, I just couldn't leave on bad terms. As I've said, you saved my life, and although you don't care to hear it, it's important for me to say it, it's important to me that you know how much I value your loyalty. I suppose I would like to be friends, but if you don't want that... I will honor your wish. Lindsay: Stanley, we're not friends. You were a client. My loyalty to you derived from duty. I don't want you to be in my life... I don't say that to hurt you... (picks up a newspaper with pictures of Helen and Russell on it) you see this woman? She's my best friend, my maid of honor... and this man is on the loose, a threat to her life. How did he get into her life? She's a DA, and she was just doing her job. You came into my life because I'm a criminal defense lawyer doing my job. We want to do our jobs, and then be left alone. Can you understand that? Stanley: Yes. Lindsay: Okay, I'm going to say goodbye now, and you're going to honor that. Stanley: I promise. Lindsay: Bye. Stanley: Bye. (Stanley watches Lindsay leave and he is very sad) -- Scott and Helen in an office. Helen: I think we blew it by going in too soon. Now, even if we get more, well our credibility is suspect. Scott: only with that judge. We'll shop around for somebody better. You want protective custody? Helen: He hasn't directly done anything to me or said anything.... Scott: But you are afraid. (Russell comes in) Russell: Talking about me, I hope. Helen: What do you want? Russell: I'd like to file a missing person's report. Helen: I'm sorry? Russell: My mother, she seems to have vanished. I looked everywhere. Helen: What have you done to her? Russell: What have I done? there you go, jumping to conclusions again. Scott: Where is she? Russell: I don't know, that's why I'm here. Can you help? Scott: She has to be missing at least 24 hours. Russell: What's the saying, every beaver catches a crook? (Pause) I'd love it if you could begin searching. I'm worried sick. (Russell leaves) Helen: He's killed his mother. -- Bobby and Lindsay at home Bobby: I'm to go to therapy if you think that'll... Lindsay: What do you think? Bobby: Lindsay, please don't get Socratic. Let's just have a conversation, and don't fire back my track record for conversations, let's just start clean, alright? Let's begin with the premise that I've done everything wrong, and where do we go from here. Lindsay: That was an incredibly dishonest thing to say. Bobby: What? Lindsay: Start with the premise you've done everything wrong? You don't believe that, not for a second, why start with the premise you believe to be a lie?! Bobby: Why are you so angry? Lindsay: I'm angry... at myself. Bobby: Why? Lindsay: I'm humiliated to even say it... for pretending day after day after day that my husbands in love with me when I know he's not. Bobby: Lindsay for god's sake, of course I love you! Lindsay: I know you love me, but... I miss being adored. I miss... look, the idea of splitting up is unmentionable for both of us, that's why we don't mention it. Bobby, other than our son, it is so dead in this home. It has been for a while. Bobby: Look, passion, that stuff... it waynes in marriage, especially when you have young children. Things even flow... and... I'm very... in love with you. Do you always feel like you're in love with me? Lindsay: (Pause) No. Bobby: Do you ever? Lindsay: Not lately. Bobby, I don't think I was aware of it at the time, but when I started my own firm, I... I think I was beginning a process. Bobby: Process? Lindsay: Of leaving you. -- Russell at his home watching TV. The doorbell rings and he answers the door. Russell: Can I help you? (The camera shows it's Stanley dressed up as a delivery man) Stanley: Special delivery for Russell Bakey. (Russell signs the paper while Stanley glares at him.)
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