The Other Woman Page #8

Not a lot of it, but some.

You should think

about being nicer to me...

...'cause I'm not certain

I really like you yet.

I think you like me.

Do I?

Hmm.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Oh!

Don't get too close to me.

I'm getting sick.

What's wrong?

I went to the doctor.

He gave me a Z-Pak.

He said something nasty's going

around, and you should take one, too.

That's for you.

A Z-Pak?

But I'm not sick.

That's why you take it beforehand.

It's prophylactic.

Oh, honey? I need you to

sign some papers for me.

If you could, do it today. No need to

read it... it's just the usual stuff.

It's boring stuff from the accountant.

ServiceCircuit again.

Plus, I'm traveling to Miami

and the Bahamas.

Did you just say something

about the Bahamas?

I'm sorry.

Oh, I feel so awful.

No, you were right about everything.

And he's still lying to me.

He's still treating

me like I'm blind.

You're not.

I found this... wire transfer instructions

for a company in the Bahamas.

Mark is flying down this week.

You said we just

had to find out where

he banks, so let's

go to the Bahamas...

...and let's get him!

Kate, I'm sorry, but I can't.

I can't stay in this

Mark moment forever.

If I'm investigating him

or I go to the Bahamas...

...then I'm still involved,

and...

...and I just

can't do that anymore.

I'm sorry.

No, okay.

I get it. Okay.

Okay. I just, um...

Hey.

Hmm?

Thank you.

For what?

For basically forcing

me to be your friend.

You wanted to be friends, too.

You just didn't know it.

Yeah, well...

You jumped out a window for me.

You pushed me.

I shoved you.

Hard, too.

Okay.

I'll keep you in the loop?

Okay.

Bye.

I'll be damned.

Kate! Kate!

You guys came!

You think we could

let a sister down?

We're getting

the band back together.

Those bank transfers...

...were for Service Circuit. Guess

whose signature is all over them?

Mark's.

No! Yours! You're the CEO.

He used you to

create the company

and put everything in your name.

He's neck-deep in

fraud and if anything

goes down, they'll

come after you first!

You're his fall guy!

You could go to jail!

I can't go to jail!

No, no, no.

Turn the car around!

No one's going to jail.

I am not Martha Stewart!

I will wind up in Gen pop.

Turn around.

I can't join a gang! I don't

know how to make shanks!

I have soft hands and a small mouth.

I will be the bottom!

Where are you going?

I don't want to

make license plates!

You won't go to jail.

Turn the car around!

Go back! Go back!

My name's all over everything!

That's the good news!

Your name's on everything.

What are you talking about?

Do you know what she means?

We need to find

Mark and his bank.

I know Mark is at

the One and Only.

Perfect, we're halfway there!

You see him?

Not yet.

How do you know he's here?

GPS does not lie.

I think I see a dolphin!

I got him! I got him!

Right there.

Twelve o'clock.

Okay, what are we looking for?

What's the clue?

How about that clue?

He's taken this

sh*t international!

Oh, come on.

Every time I look through binoculars,

he has another mistress.

You think he has

more than one here?

Who cares? Where else has he

traveled? Please don't tell me Thailand.

Why can't he stuff it into

a tube sock like a normal guy?

I have so many

lotions at the house.

Oh, there it is...

the end of the road.

Well, if we don't

leave until tomorrow,

I say it's our turn to take

this sh*t international.

That was so much fun!

So much fun!

Can we get three punches,

please?

Three punches.

Come join me.

Me?

Yeah, you.

Come join me.

What? No.

Go.

Who you sending the selfie to?

I just started seeing someone.

Mmm. Yeah?

It's completely crazy, and I

don't know where it's going...

...but we just

have that twinkle.

Right.

I do know.

You know what?

The best thing to do is just

not think about it too hard.

As long as it works,

it doesn't really matter why.

Hey!

Oh, God.

Hi, can I help you?

I can help you!

Mark King to see Miss Whitten.

Mark? Hi.

Are you the famous Mark?

I must be. You are...?

Lydia.

I get it.

Things are coming into focus.

Good things, I hope.

Yeah, of course.

Miss Whitten asked if you would

wait in the conference room.

Ah...

Right this way.

Ugh.

Hi, Mark.

Hi, Mark.

Oh, boy.

This is awkward.

I want a divorce, Mark.

No.

Don't do this.

I love you.

It's too late for that.

Please don't do this.

Have I made mistakes?

Yes. Big ones. Huge ones.

Okay, but when you sleep

with that many people...

...it's not a mistake, honey.

It's pathological.

It is.

But we can work it out.

I can change.

You can help me.

How many were there?

Affairs?

You're looking at it.

Okay, one more. A couple, maybe.

Uh... three.

Five, maybe...

What do you want me to say?

I get more ass

than a toilet seat!

I'm insecure.

I have issues.

It's not like I cared

about any of them.

They were all flings,

and they knew it.

Except for Carly.

We were exclusive.

You told me you'd get a divorce

and we'd move to Tuscany.

I did say that, but nothing

I ever told you was true.

Mark, you're a real

piece of sh*t.

Yeah.

And no matter how many women you

sleep with, or cars you buy...

...nothing will be enough to

fill the hole inside you...

...where

something real should be.

- You are an empty man.

Mmm-hmm.

If you weren't as

disgusting as you were...

...I would have never known

that I needed to change.

Mmm-hmm.

I realized that with you.

You're so much better now.

Thank you.

Anyway, speaking of changes...

What is this?

Divorce papers.

We valued everything

you own, and...

...that number at the bottom

is your joint net worth.

You girls think

you can shake me down

for all my money, you're crazy.

Not all. Just half. That's

what equal partners get... 50%.

Though we did have to

significantly reduce your share.

What is this?

Why does it say zero?

The money you stole

from ServiceCircuit?

I don't know

anything about that.

That's funny, neither did I.

But apparently...

...I'm the CEO. I'm the CEO of

several companies, actually.

But sadly, I had to

empty those accounts.

Empty? What are

you talking about? How...?

We looked.

That's what happens

when you piss people off.

What? You robbed me.

You three girls robbed me.

No way! I don't buy it.

You don't have it

in you to rip me off.

You sure about that?

Yes!

Didn't you notice our skin?

That nice Bahamian glow?

Incredible.

He didn't even notice!

Honestly, Katie...

...I don't know

what's going on with you,

but for your sake,

I hope you're lying.

It's your signature

all over those contracts.

It's you who's liable.

So don't threaten me, honey.

Because if you did

empty those accounts,

you're the one

going down, not me.

We thought you might say that.

Then Carly explained...

...a concept

called restitution.

Or payback. That's how

we framed it with Nick.

You framed it with Nick, now?

You included Nick?

Bullshit! Now I know you're...

Hey, Nick!

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