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Thank you.

- So do you want to go out

with me sometime?

- [Coughs]

sorry.

- Too soon?

- Um, yes.

Um, yeah, I've been single

for 26 hours.

So it's a little bit too soon.

- Well, the offer

is on the table.

- Okay.

- So what's next for you?

- What do you mean?

- What do I mean?

I mean, are you gonna get

another job?

You know, a tv job

or something else,

And what about a place?

I mean, are you gonna

find your own place eventually?

'Cause let's face it.

Your brother's great,

but he's a little bit messy.

How long can you

live with him, right?

And then, what about your stuff?

You got all that stuff

at your ex-boyfriend's place.

The haircut, I mean,

you gonna let him keep it?

What are you gonna do with it?

You gonna move it into storage,

Or are you gonna

move it in here?

Although, I have no idea

where you'd put it.

It's pretty crammed.

And then you've got

your wardrobe,

Got these power suit

weather girl things.

You're gonna need to probably

do something about that--

- Okay,

you have to stop talking.

You're making my head hurt.

- You haven't thought about

this stuff.

- No, I haven't thought about

this stuff.

So I don't need you talking

about all the things

That I haven't thought about

Because I haven't

thought about them yet.

- I'm sorry.

- I just woke up here.

- I know.

- And you're freaking me out.

- Didn't mean to.

- Well, you did.

- You know,

you're really attractive

When you get all riled up.

- Will you stop

flirting with me?

- Okay, but you might want

to put some pants on,

Because I can't be held

responsible for what I'm saying

When you're not wearing

any pants.

It's just distracting.

- God.

- The kneesocks, though,

I love it.

- Okay.

Situation:
not good.

You need to fix this

immediately.

You are a smart, capable woman.

And what you need--

Oh, you know what you need?

You need to make a list.

You need to make

a list of priorities

On how to get your life

together.

You can do this.

You are strong.

You need something

to write on.

Okay, I need some post-it notes.

What?

What?

What are you looking at?

Do I have something

on my face?

- Sis, are you familiar

with a device called a dvr?

- This isn't a good idea.

- What do you mean,

like, tivo?

- Tivo.

- I would back off.

She's fragile.

- We can digitally record

a program

And then watch it

at our convenience.

Now, I've done exactly that

with today's Seattle Morning.

- Why?

- Fallout.

- We thought there might

be some fallout.

- Yeah, I know.

- You may want to sit down here.

- Oh, my God.

- Byron.

- No, no-no-no.

I don't want to do it.

- You must.

- Go, Byron, go.

- And now I feel

we owe our viewers an apology.

- Well, I think you're right,

Dale.

- Yesterday, one of our

Seattle Morning team members

Had a bit of a, well,

I guess you could call it

an episode.

- An episode.

She did.

- Oh, I don't like her at all.

- She made a spectacle

of herself.

She talked about things

That are a bit of a no-no

on morning television,

And she used some

terrible language.

- Well, we have kids watching.

- It's a morning show.

Families watch us.

They trust us.

We let them down.

- We sure did.

- Oh, stop it.

- Sorry.

- She also made some pretty

terrible accusations

Against you, Dale.

- Ah, yeah, she did.

She did.

It's true,

but I can take care of myself.

Those kids out there,

They can't take care

of themselves yet,

And that's where we

failed them.

- Oh, my God.

- I'm not going to sit here

and defend myself,

My manhood,

against someone who...

- and here he goes.

- To say the least,

is frankly unstable.

- I would say that.

I would say that.

Well, you know what?

I think that I speak

for all of Seattle Morning

When I say,

good for you, Dale.

Good for you.

- Thanks, Sherry.

You out there,

our friends,

Our neighbors,

We're sorry, Seattle.

We hope that we haven't

lost your trust.

- Oh, Seattle.

- The end.

[Jazzy percussive music]

- Think he's home?

- Oh, I know he's home.

It's time for

his after-show nap.

- Okay, your sister

is so hot.

- Dude.

This place is gay.

Up and at 'em, d*ckhead.

- Oh, my God!

- Whoa, whoa, Sylvia.

What are you doing here?

- What is she doing here?

- Oh, you guys are already

napping together.

That is so precious.

- Hi, a**hole.

- Wow,

this is a great apartment.

- Oh, it's not an apartment.

It's a condo.

- Oh, my God.

They're gonna kill us.

- Yeah, that's right.

We're all part

of an elite hit squad.

- I'm Walt,

Sylvia's brother.

Remember me?

We've met maybe ten times.

- Yeah, I do.

Hi, Walt.

How are you?

- Huh.

- I want my things, Dale.

And I'm gonna take them.

- You can take your clothes,

Sylvia,

But I won't

be taken advantage of.

- Oh.

- Hmm.

- What did you say?

- That probably wasn't

very smart, Dale.

- You're not gonna be

taken advantage of?

- Badly worded, really.

- Exactly.

- You son of a b*tch.

- Oh, sh*t!

- [Screams]

- Taken advantage of?

- She's crazy!

- Stop interrupting, Sherry.

Stop talking.

I don't want to hurt you.

How long have you been sleeping

around behind my back, Dale?

- That's pretty cool, actually.

- How much of a fool

did I look like for you?

You think that I'm f***ing

taking advantage?

- Hands off the anchorpeople.

Be nice.

Play nice. Play nice.

- What's up?

- I am taking everything

I ever spent a penny on

Out of this apartment.

If you try to stop me,

I swear to God,

I will claw your eyes out.

Do you understand me?

Every single thing.

- What?

This is it?

- This is all your stuff.

- I thought I had more stuff.

- It's kind of a hollow victory,

isn't it?

- Okay, shut up, Walt,

all right?

Can we go, please?

- Sylvia.

Can I talk to you

for a second?

You just tried to kill me

in there.

The least you could do

is talk to me for a minute.

- Go ahead, you guys.

Go.

Go.

- All right.

[Grunts]

On the knees.

- What?

- This is not all my fault.

- Oh, please.

- No, "Oh, please" you,

Sylvia.

"Oh, please" you.

Okay.

I made love

to another woman.

I broke the rules.

Sorry.

But you pushed me to it.

- I pushed you to it?

How did--

How did I do that?

- You never loved me.

You never let me in.

You never respected me.

I was okay for a time,

But you never stooped so low

As to really allow yourself

to have feelings for me.

I'm flesh and blood, Sylvia.

I want someone to want me

as much as I want them.

You're cold,

Sylvia.

You are cold.

And that's why I did

what I did.

- Said he only slept with her

because I didn't love him,

And he said that

I was cold.

Can you believe that?

Guys?

I mean, isn't that the craziest

thing you've ever heard?

That I'm cold?

- Well...

- oh, my God.

- You do sometimes

have a little trouble

Letting people in.

- I never thought

you really loved him.

- Oh, my God.

Me neither.

- I don't think she's been

in love since I've known her.

- What about the lawyer?

- You mean the one she just

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