Altered Perception Page #6

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I'm constantly hiding

things, because I'm always

worried about what

you're going to think.

I think I should be

more honest and that

would help us get past this.

I'm sorry you're married

to a crazy, paranoid b*tch.

I don't think you're crazy.

No?

We've got issues.

We can work on them.

I'll help you.

My mind just goes there.

I know that I should trust you.

Well, you should.

Can't help it.

This happen with your

previous boyfriends?

No.

I see the way that

girls look at you.

Yeah?

I'm only human.

Yeah, you're handsome

and you're successful.

Carry on.

Oh, shut up.

At first, I took

it as a compliment.

Saw girls staring at you, and

I was like, yeah, you wish.

What changed?

Do you remember when

I told you that I

thought your assistant

Brandi was flirting with you?

Yeah.

Well, after that, you started

acting different towards her.

You were nicer.

It was like you were

encouraging her.

And you want to know why?

Why?

After that, I went and

told human resources

to reassign her.

They asked why.

And I said what you said.

I didn't want it to be awkward.

Well, apparently, she found out.

And she said you

wanted her fired,

because you didn't want

your husband having

a pretty assistant.

That b*tch.

I never said that.

Yeah, I know.

But the thing turned

it into a big deal.

And she threatened to sue.

And that's why I had...

I was told to play nice.

That's why you didn't want

me coming to work as much.

Honestly, yeah.

That little c*nt.

It was at this point that we

had suspected that the drug had

stopped working on Kristina.

She didn't seem to be

making any progress.

But Andrew seemed to be

having a breakthrough.

He was being more open with her.

He was being honest.

Why didn't you find

out more information?

Didn't you see

the warning signs?

Darba had already set guidelines

in regards to its animals

trials to not disrupt

the physiological

or the psychological

development of the compound.

Effects of this type sometimes

took months, sometimes days

with the animals.

These aren't animals, are they?

They're people!

I have bruises on my arm and

a knot on the back of my head.

And I swear to God,

I've never, ever

been this pissed at Andrew.

Hey.

What, are you still

not talking to me?

You still being an a**hole?

Either way I answer

that, I'll be admitting

that I was an a**hole.

OK, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I was being an a**hole.

Why do you do that?

I'm sorry.

Not that, those word games.

[stuttering] Any

way I answer it.

I feel stupid.

By no means am I trying

to make you feel stupid.

I argue the law for

a living, Lorie.

I can't just turn it off.

Try harder, it's really

f***ing irritating.

You know what's really

f***ing irritating?

The fact that you're

so proud that you slept

with hundreds of men for money.

You think I'm proud of that?

I am not proud of that.

Well, you're certainly

not ashamed of it.

It is my past.

I can't change it.

Why are you so jealous?

I am not jealous, goddamn!

What do you keep saying that?

Then what?

What is it?

Then what?

Then what?

Because I don't know what

it was like for you, Lorie.

I can only imagine the worst.

I know these guys.

Motherfuckers can be cruel.

I don't know what

they did to you.

I don't know what

they said to you.

Called you a whore.

And that f***ing word is so

ingrained in our language

that it's implying that

you're less of a person.

Do you think I'm less

of a person, Andrew?

I didn't say that.

It's just a word.

And as far as

being called names,

you think I would

let somebody get away

with threatening me or

calling me names or putting

their grimy little hands on me?

Oh, yeah, I had

my nights where I

had to put some

people in their place.

This comes in handy when it's

time to realign the mood.

Get him in his most

vulnerable position,

then stick it in his mouth.

Do you want to put the

gun away, please, Lorie.

Geez.

It was just sex, Andrew.

And most of the time, it

was pretty uneventful.

I just need you to stop

being so jealous about it.

You're jealous.

Think about it.

Why would I be jealous?

I have some of the best

clothes money can buy.

I know for sure that

the medicine's working.

And I know what I need to do.

This turned out to be the

last of all the interviews.

Hey.

I know.

I know, I need you to come

back over right now, OK?

This isn't going

to be easy for me.

OK.

Bye.

OK, yeah, all right.

All right, bye.

Hey, how was your day?

Good.

Who was that?

That was just my mom.

Oh, sorry I'm late.

I was editing.

How's it going?

It's a bloody nightmare.

So the edit was unwatchable,

and basically, we're

having to redo the whole thing.

And the studio is now pissed.

I'm sorry, honey.

How was your day?

I think you need

a little foot rub.

It was actually really good.

Yeah?

Good.

I think the medicine's

starting to take effect.

Because I was having all

sorts of revelations.

About what?

About how silly I've been

for not trusting you.

Seriously?

Yeah.

Wow.

I just started thinking

about all that stuff,

like you coming home late, and

that whole thing about Reese.

And remember that

time I thought you

were flirting with my sister?

Yes, I do.

Yeah.

And the extra I thought

you were flirting

with and your assistant.

And I just realized how

illogical it all is.

Because the reason

that it hurt me so much

is just because I

love you so much.

I think it's great you're

finally seeing some clarity.

I do wish that your friends

and people you work with

didn't think I was so paranoid.

Don't worry about that.

I don't care what they think.

I care what they think.

But, I talked to Brandi.

What?

Don't worry.

When you didn't come home,

I just called the office,

and she picked up.

And I thought it would

be a good opportunity

to just clear the air,

get some clarity with her.

But you promised.

Relax, I didn't say

anything mean to here.

What did you say?

She sounded surprised,

especially when I brought up

that whole HR thing.

She said she had no idea

what I was talking about.

Well, she's obviously lying.

She doesn't want to get fired.

This is a mess.

Come on, she'll be fine.

Then I called the

Marriott, and they

said that there wasn't a Mary

Kay convention on that day.

So Reese lied?

I know.

And then I called AAA.

And then, they

confirmed your story.

Yeah, I know.

I was there.

Yeah.

Then I got a really,

really crazy idea.

What?

I called the Marriott again.

And I told them that we

had stayed there on the day

that it all happened and that

I had forgotten my earrings,

and I didn't remember

what room we stayed in.

So I asked them to

check the computers.

And then, they said that there

was a room booked for two

under your name in room 218.

And all the pieces, they

just fell into place.

That's bullshit.

Reese probably booked the room,

so Mike wouldn't find out.

I wasn't involved.

Right.

You know, I actually

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