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…that your Honor recuse herself.
–Yes, Alan.
And the wheels of justice
would grind to a halt
if we recuse every jurist
you've slept with.
I'm ready to be disciplined now.
I'm gonna hate myself in the morning.
磊阜力累 –NSC 磊阜评
I want to see a name partner, like…
Crane's probably dead…
Schmidt's some kind of minority,
so, uh, Poole.
I'll take Poole.
Denny Crane, still alive.
I was told your firm is the best.
I need the best.
That would be me.
Who are you?
Simon Griffin.
Don't worry.
That name will soon be embedded
in your head forever,
like Jonas Salk or Paris Hilton.
Can't wait.
I had ***.
I beat it.
I'm a walking AIDS cure.
Now I want to cash in, hmm?
Is this for real?
I tested *** positive
for the first time in 2005
and then once a month the year after.
I just didn't want to
accept a death sentence.
I kept thinking a miracle would happen.
And then, 3 months ago, it did.
I went negative.
–You've had that rechecked?
–Every other week since.
Dr Freemont, my internist,
just confirmed I'm spontaneously cured.
Actually, I've heard of
spontaneous cures for cancer,
but never for ***.
–You need to keep up.
I'm the first American whose blood
sero-converts without treatment.
No medications, nothing.
There's one other guy in England.
In the States, my body is
the first to fight off ***.
Assuming you check out,
how exactly can our firm help you?
I need a team to negotiate
book deals, TV appearances…
not to sound materialistic.
Not to.
Shouldn't you be letting doctors
examine you on the chance that,
you know, you could help others?
Just a thought.
I'll get to that.
But how I see myself in the big picture
is as an ambassador,
someone everybody knows about
and probably desires to be like,
somebody who inspires others.
Mainly, I see myself rich.
Boston Legal
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ORIGINAL AIR DATE ON ABC: 2007/05/01
♫ (Esthero's “Wikked little grrrls”) ♫
♫ wikked little grrrls ♫
♫ with curves and kisses
and pearly whites ♫
♫ you better keep
an eye on your boys ♫
♫ and lock 'em up tight, tight,
tight, tight, tight ♫
♫ you better keep an eye on your boys
and lock 'em up tight ♫
I'm here to see Alan Shore.
Okay, is he expecting you?
They never expect me.
They always see me.
I'm judge Gloria Weldon.
Mr Shore should be in any moment.
Would you like to wait?
–Thank you.
Your honor.
It was a pleasure to see you.
Please.
Are you familiar with the Amazonian plants
psychotria viridis and banisteriopsis caapi?
No.
You brew the two together,
and you arrive at a tea called hoasca.
They call it “the vine of the soul.”
You get a 2-minute peak followed
by a 30-minute brain cruise.
Also illegal.
After work, I imbibe—
in my chambers, privately.
Last Wednesday evening,
without my knowledge,
one of my clerks
managed to help himself.
He got high as a kite,
did a naked dance
on the courthouse steps.
Caught, scared, he led
the police back to me.
I have been arrested for importation
and possession of a schedule 1 narcotic.
That's a buzzkill.
I love my job, Alan.
I'm good at my job.
You have to be creative.
Assuming I take the case—
–You already took the case.
–Says who?
Says me.
I'm the judge.
Once we make a deal with
a pharmaceutical company,
then I'll have the resources to launch
my new persona as a spokesperson.
Talk shows, reality shows,
photo ops in Africa,
a constant reminder of the message
of hope that I represent.
I'm welling up.
I can see you're cynical.
We'll make a good team.
Dr Freemont?
–Hello, Simon.
–You two know each other?
We know each other quite well,
don't we, Simon?
Who is this man, Simon?
My internist.
Have I got it again?
No, uh, that's not it.
Okay, will somebody tell me
what the hell is going on here?
Mr Griffin is trying to sell his blood.
That can't happen.
–Why not?
–Because I own it.
You own my blood?
I applied for a patent
on your DNA and I got it,
so, yes, I own it.
I go to Newton college.
It's an excellent school.
I have no issue with them.
It's the sorority I belong to
—or used to, I should say—
gamma kappa tau (ΓΚΤ).
It's a national sorority,
and recently, the national
officers visited campus
and conducted some sort of campus survey.
If I start to talk too fast,
just tell me.
I tend to speed up towards
the middle of paragraphs.
It's fine.
Anyways, according to this campus poll,
the members of ΓΚΤ at Newton
were perceived as socially awkward.
As a result, the national officer
sort of directed the campus chapter
to clean up its image, so to speak.
Mint?
–No, thanks.
Anyway, we all got interviewed,
after which, about half of us
were invited to leave—
told to leave, I should say.
Mainly, it was a group of thin, pretty,
popular girls who got to stay.
The rest of us got bounced.
What reason did they give
for kicking you out?
They said that we failed to live
up to the sorority's criteria,
and when I pushed them on it…
—I can be a little pushy—
they added that to my list
of offenses, “too pushy.”
I think it's wrong.
Can you help me?
I'll help you.
Denise, um, I, I have this, uh…
Under the law,
you're completely guilty.
I wish I could be more optimistic.
Alan…
do you think I came to you
for an interpretation of the law?
I hired you because you get people off.
I would like you to get me—
I know you can come up
with something.
Can we offer any medical reason
for you needing to drink this tea?
Stress?
The DA's immediate boss, um…
there's a possibility that
he may be on a little witch hunt.
We were once involved, briefly.
Now we're getting somewhere.
It ended poorly?
For him.
But he's not the guy handling this.
The case went to somebody who would
love to make a name for himself by nailing…
convicting me.
Denny, this is…
Hello.
Judge Weldon.
She's in some legal trouble.
We may need to trade
on some of your connections.
Yes, now that your legal analysis
is out of the way,
let's turn to politics.
Who do you know in the DA's office?
I know everybody.
I'd like to get to know you better.
Denny, we have a bit of a situation here.
Denny?
Denny?
You need to fix this.
You people are supposed
to be so fancy and good.
Uh, from what I can tell,
the law is not definitive.
Anything in your body belongs to you.
Once it's excised,
the legal status is debatable.
That's ridiculous.
It's my blood.
Yes, but Dr Freemont has
a patent on the DNA.
It's my blood.
God knows I'm the one
who had to suffer with it.
Why can't I be the one who—
Go ahead, you can say it: “profits.”
The pharmaceutical companies
think that's a lovely word.
What are my options?
Well, first thing,
we could go to court
and challenge the doctor's claim.
Although as crazy as it may seem,
public policy may side with him,
since he's in it for the cure,
and you, as you say,
mainly just want to be rich.
For the purposes of this meeting,
let me do the talking.
Of course. I would never.
Hello, my name is—
You?
Good morning.
Jerry Espenson, Pat Ontario.
She's the national president of
the sorority ΓΚΤ.
How may we help you?
Well…
your client, or an agent thereof,
expelled my client
for being socially awkward.
Uh, that's not exactly true.
Pat. That allegation is
without basis.
I'm sorry,
but leaving the merits aside,
what remedy is your client
seeking here?
Does she long to become a member of a club
that's not terribly enthusiastic to have her?
–That was mean.
–My intent is only to be pragmatic.
Lawsuits are very costly.
I'm just looking to appreciate what it is
your client is specifically after.
$10 million.
Be serious, please.
$15 million.
Clarence, may I call you Clarence?
Let's go.
I'm done.
You are a mean, mean, mean woman.
It seems Denny has struck out
with his connections.
Unless I'm making one here.
My only play is to convince this
district attorney not to bring charges.
How do you plan to do that?
Well, you say he's a political creature.
You're a very influential judge.
Alan, if these charges stick,
I won't be a judge any longer.
Gloria, I don't know
what else to tell you.
We face a very difficult row here.
Who else have you slept with?
Didn't Mitt ever want
to make you one of his wives?
Okay, that you'll get letters for.
Hold on just a second here.
You're saying that man owns
that man's blood?
Not exactly, your honor.
–What is he, a vampire?
–Oh, we're in for an adventure.
I heard that!
My client got a patent
on Mr Griffin's blood, which—
Is ridiculous.
Under the law, once someone
removes blood or tissue from your body,
you no longer have
legal ownership of it.
So my client tested it,
got a patent—
Now hold on just a second.
You can't take his blood
without his consent,
unless you're the government.
If this blood is used
to find a cure for AIDS,
my client should be entitled
to profit participation.
And the cost of drug research
will be so exponentially multiplied,
we won't develop cures for anything.
Yes! And then we can all go to
the Academy awards
and wear new ribbons that say,
“let's save big pharmaceutical.”
Hold on just a second.
Did this man win an Oscar?
Judge, this is a very complicated case.
He is using my client's
excised blood and tissue.
Moreover, he's basically gotten
a patent on the DNA,
which prevents my client from
ever marketing his own blood.
I want to hear from
this vampire doctor.
Get him up on the stand.
How could you, of all people,
take this case?
What's that supposed to mean,
I'm socially awkward?
Or does it mean a lawyer should never take
a side he doesn't personally agree with?
That would quite limit the field
of opportunity, wouldn't it?
And for a socially awkward lawyer,
well, he should grab any case
he can get, shouldn't he?
I thought you were a nice person.
I am.
Look, my client doesn't want
this kind of publicity.
Make me a reasonable offer,
and let's go home.
$50 million.
Denise?
Thanks for the, uh, antitrust research.
It was very helpful.
Good.
I couldn't help but overhear
the deafening silence.
Is everything all right
between you and Brad?
He wants to get married
in full military uniform.
He wants us to take our vows
with a sword at his side.
Well, if it's important to him—
Paul, my family is very anti-war.
The whole country—
pro-war or not,
it's a very painful topic,
and I don't want it to cast this huge
pall over my wedding ceremony.
The country is not antimilitary.
I know this. But…
Look, I am proud of Brad
being a marine, Paul. I am.
But I don't want a full
color guard at my wedding.
I just, I don't.
There are over 350 million tissue samples
from 180 million Americans
stored in labs and hospitals
in this country.
They've been used
to develop everything
from the *** test to vaccines,
cancer treatments.
You don't have to get permission
from the patient to use their tissue?
We do.
It's part of the standardized form you sign
when you get medical treatment.
He signed that form, by the way.
Along with a zillion others
you jammed in front of my face.
Sit down, you.
Doctor, if Mr. Griffin is allowed to reclaim
the rights to his discarded blood and tissue
and sell them to
a pharmaceutical company,
what will happen?
Well, I work under a federal grant,
which means any fruits of my work
belong to the government.
The cures we come up with will
belong to the public, as they should.
You think this could lead to a cure?
I don't know. It could.
His blood sero-converted.
The *** vanished.
That's only happened once before.
If we can find out how…
imagine.
Okay, but Mr Griffin wants to
let the research teams
from the pharmaceutical
companies figure out how.
If the pharmaceutical company
does the research,
it'll be a trade secret,
and they won't have to share
with anyone, and they won't,
not till they get
all their patents in place,
and they'll be able to charge
whatever they want.
It won't be a nickel a pill.
It's just not appropriate, Denny.
To privately *** after a woman, fine,
to send a signal
conveying as much, okay,
but growling and clawing at her
crosses a line.
But I love this woman.
I thought you loved Bethany.
Well, I love this one now.
I have a fickle heart.
Well, you need to stay away from her.
Why?
Give me one good reason.
Okay. Dibs.
But that's not fair.
I growled first.
Hey! I have a prior relationship with her.
Prior but not current.
Well…
Well, what?
Maybe I'd like to keep current.
You like this woman?
Well…
Yes.
So did you tell Denise why wearing
the uniform is important to you?
That's the whole point.
I shouldn't have to.
The fact that I wanted to,
that should be enough.
Well, that is not exactly
the way marriage works, Brad.
You need to communicate.
–I did.
I told her that I want to wear it.
No, you need to tell her why.
You need to communicate your feelings.
Look, Paul, I'm not gonna get
all girlie, okay?
Oh, dear God, Brad.
If you cannot tell Denise
what and how you're feeling,
you should not be getting married.
The same thing supposedly
happened at DePaul university.
The campus survey said the sisters of
ΓΚΤ were considered socially awkward.
Apparently “misfit” wasn't the image
the sorority wanted to project.
That is exactly what happened with us.
You mentioned you pressured them
for a specific reason.
Yes, they said we failed to
fulfill our recruitment duties,
but nobody in our sorority ever did much
in the way of recruiting.
What they meant by recruitment
was be pretty and popular,
so that other girls would want to join.
Objection. Speculation.
Foundation. Argumentative.
Make up your mind, Jerry!
The objection is overruled.
Thank you, Marcie.
I could be wrong, but when one goes
about trying to join a sorority,
you basically hope the girls there
like you enough to invite
you to be a member. Am I right?
–I suppose.
Did you know what the specific criteria were
when you initially interviewed?
No, I, I figured—
They either liked you,
or they don't.
–Right.
–And they did.
Now they don't.
They bounced me for being socially off!
–Did anyone say that to you?
–I'm not stupid.
After the campus survey,
they wanted to change their image, so—
What was the image before you
initially interviewed, if you know?
–Well—
–That this was a place for the socially off?
No.
So when you said “change their image,”
did you really mean to say
“conform with their image”?
I'm confused.
–Sit down.
Objection!
You're objecting to your own question?
He just told me to sit down
in a menacing tone.
–I didn't hear anything.
–Oh, my.
If you hear voices, they'd never
let you into ΓΚΤ.
Sorry.
I have a funny laugh.
They didn't like that either.
–Drop the charges?
–Yes.
She had a 20-ounce bag of
hallucinogens in her chambers.
It was tea.
Not to mention, there's
no real proof it was hers.
–I have the confession of the clerk.
–That's it?
The linchpin of your case is the naked,
hallucinating dancing man
who will say just about anything
to temper his embarrassment,
let alone criminal charges.
Are you really gonna challenge this?
Look, you've had many cases
before judge Weldon.
She's a fair and talented jurist.
In fact, you've won many cases
before judge Weldon,
as you've amassed
your impressive record,
which, as I see it, is about one high-profile
conviction away from political advancement.
Not about that.
Well, here's what it could be about,
and please stop me if you've
already considered this
and said, “hell, it's only my career.”
A judge with a criminal conviction,
one for using hallucinogens no less,
presents all kinds of problems.
One might have to wonder,
was she on the whoopee tea
while presiding over previous cases?
Imagine all the felons sitting in jail
salivating at the chance
to overturn their convictions.
Quite of few of your convictions, maybe.
So much for the impressive record.
But I am a little concerned
about your boss.
You do know he and the judge
used to be romantically entwined?
But who really worries about that,
given your larger concern of alienating
all those other state court judges,
who tend to get
constipated and vengeful
whenever one of their own
is targeted?
What needs to come
first here is principle,
certainly not political pragmatism.
If that were in play, we never
would have gotten this far,
would we?
First of all,
I signed a stack of papers.
I didn't read any of them.
–Why not?
Does anybody?
Doctors say, “sign here
or we won't treat you.”
That isn't duress?
Plus, I had just gotten news
I was *** positive.
I was in total shock.
And if you maintained ownership
of your discarded blood and tissue,
what would you do with it?
I would sell it to
a pharmaceutical company
which would likely increase
the chances of discovering a cure.
Private enterprise vs the government?
It's not even close.
Look how the government
has spent our money.
Did you take time out
to be grateful for this cure?
Or did you immediately
phone your accountant?
When was the last time
you had a deadly disease?
I didn't.
And I count my blessings.
Just wonder if you count yours.
If I strike you as having
a psychological deficit or two,
if I come off as being
a little bitter—
You're bitter?
You just dodged a death sentence.
Maybe it's me,
but I'd think your heart might be
instilled by some sense of charity.
–Charity?
–Simon.
Let me tell you something.
For 2 years, I was shunned,
discriminated against,
made to feel like a ***.
–Simon. –Do you have any idea
how society treats people with ***?
It's not charitable,
and if you're expecting me to—
Clarence, how's your trial
with Jerry going?
He's mean.
I'm sorry?
Jerry Espenson.
He's not a nice person.
Maybe he's just acting how
he thinks lawyers should act, but…
it's mean.
Oh.
Clevant spoke today…
in court.
I didn't mean to really
speak as him. I just…
did.
I can be tougher as him.
I have to cross
the sorority woman tomorrow.
I think I'll do better as Clevant.
Clarence, I'm not gonna
tell you what to do,
but if you start
speaking as Clevant,
you could lose credibility
with the judge.
That won't serve your client.
I'm not sure “I” can cross this woman.
I think you can.
Clarence…
I think you can.
Sororities are like any club.
You choose people you
want for members.
Some of these people,
like Ms Cooper,
had been chosen
and were then disinvited.
And like any club, sometimes
you choose the wrong members.
This goes on in country clubs,
bridge clubs.
Look, if they're social in nature,
which sororities are,
their social skills come into play.
So you're admitting their social awkwardness
was the cause for their discharge?
–It was a factor.
–Bad for the image.
In so many words.
And before you all wave your arms
in dismay, let me tell you,
every fraternity, every sorority
works exactly the same way.
You populate the franchise
with kids who socialize well together.
In success, it becomes a place
where incoming freshmen want to join.
They all trade on image.
And your image is beautiful people?
Attractive is perhaps
a nicer image than unattractive.
But mainly, the image is social.
Antisocial people
don't best accomplish that.
You didn't get rid of my client
for being antisocial.
It's because she was socially awkward.
Look, I didn't make that decision
personally, so I can't be sure,
but if somebody is standing
at a party not talking to anybody,
the distinction between socially awkward
and antisocial is a tough one to draw.
And looks?
You like your sorority sisters
to be pretty.
That's not necessarily a criterion.
I think if you were to do an analysis,
you'd probably discover good-looking
people tend to be more socially outgoing.
What about values?
Of course we want
people of good values.
You consider it good values
to throw somebody out of
your club because she's shy?
As I said, the main point
of the club is social,
fun to be around.
If a member suddenly suffered
from depression,
out she goes?
That isn't fair.
Well, if she were no longer
fun to be around—
Objection. He's totally
twisting her words, your honor.
Would you ever take somebody
with Asperger's?
Objection!
If they made funny sounds and walked
around with their hands on their thighs?
–Cheap shot, cheap shot!
–I was just asking what—
You made it personal against me!
No, no, I was—
Yes, you did, you, you…
you fat boy!
What did you call me?
You attack me,
I'll attack you right back.
I won't be attacked.
I won't be offended.
I won't be picked on like that.
Do you hear me?
Now you look here, you—
I will try my case.
You try yours.
Yeah, well, here's the thing
about that, pal.
Once I get done with you, I—
Don't forget your little hop, bro!
I'm supposed to meet Alan.
He asked me to take over.
Did he ask you to take my hand?
Gloria, I know a fantastic
little rehab, very romantic.
And if the hallucinogens
don't get you in,
I know some wonderful ethnic slurs.
Do you think it's right
to be hitting on me?
It feels right.
–And what would Alan think?
–Alan who?
Greenspan, a man considerably
sexier than you.
I knew you were there.
I need to talk to my client,
Denny. Get out.
Your client is my client.
Please get out.
You upset with me?
Alan, sometimes the mad cow just—
Out.
The plaintiff wants to make this
case about, did Simon Griffin,
who has a graduate degree,
know what he was signing
when he allowed Dr Freemont
to use his blood in medical research?
Let me tell you what this
should really be about.
like a locker combination.
have AIDS worldwide.
last year alone,
and 3 million died.
Simon Griffin's blood has the potential
to make that locker combination
zero, zero and zero.
Now we don't often get the chance
to make someone do the right thing.
Most of the time people
do the wrong thing,
like pharmaceutical companies
charging $15,000 a year for AIDS medication
it costs them $350 to make.
India brought them to task for that,
and now it's sold there at cost.
This is AIDS, your honor.
And the world is
standing up and saying,
“you don't get to make your fortune off
the impending deaths of 40 million people.”
Taking something from someone
else for the greater good,
we have a name for that.
It's called eminent domain.
If you have a property, a home
that's in the way of a planned freeway,
the government can just
come right in and take it.
If we can do that to facilitate traffic,
then why don't we do it to cure AIDS?
Why don't we just say,
“too bad, Simon, but the laws
that protect everybody else
”don't protect you because…
”well, you have something
that we really, really want,
”so we're just going to
come in and take it.”
Does anyone here remember the flu vaccine
crisis a couple of years ago?
That was the government's baby.
The flu kills 36,000 Americans a year.
And yet, the government left
Oops.
So even if you don't like
Simon Griffin, you may think—
He's an ***.
Yes, he is.
And if you were in his position,
maybe you would be totally selfless,
but Simon Griffin isn't saying
no one can test him
He's just saying
he wants to choose who does it.
And he doesn't want to
choose the same bunch
that was in charge of the flu.
I imagine in a moment of
calm reflection or sound judgment,
the district attorney simply saw
his way to dropping the charges.
Oh, thank God.
Let's leave God out of it.
You can thank me, Gloria.
How about…
I invite you over for a cup of tea?
I'm not a great fan of hallucinogens.
That commercial with the frying egg
had a profound effect on me.
So, well…
what would you like me to do?
Would you like me
to do it right here?
I would like you
to have dinner with me.
And if it goes well,
perhaps another one.
And if that one goes well,
maybe a third,
after which I might kiss you
at your front door.
You want to…
Date.
I'd like to go out with you.
Are you sure you wouldn't rather
just rip my clothes off?
Positive.
Could I at least give you
an advance on that third date?
Well, if you must.
I guess Denny didn't like it.
Mr Bell, we'll hear from you.
College is a place
where we teach our children,
believing they are our future.
Do we really want a future
of social intolerance,
where people are ostracized
for being shy,
where the beautiful
and the popular are celebrated,
and the less attractive
and the awkward are scorned?
ΓΚΤ is a national club promoting
a message that is as intolerant
as it should be unacceptable.
I suppose it's one thing if they never
wanted to invite Marcie Cooper in.
But having invited her,
to throw her out on grounds
of social unfitness,
shame on them.
College is also about preparing
students for the outside world.
Last time I checked,
it's pretty tough out there.
There's the old adage,
“nice guys finish last.”
There's some truth to that.
I happen to know opposing counsel
is a fundamentally kind man,
sensitive.
He chose to exploit my Asperger's
syndrome to win this case.
My very best friend,
a lawyer that I had a case
against not too long ago,
he, too, exploited my Asperger's.
He's a very good man who
opted for cruelty as a strategy.
If Marcie Cooper comes out of this experience
thinking that people can be cruel,
even the kind, sensitive ones,
if she's learned that she will
be judged not simply on merit
or the content of her character,
but on how she looks
and socializes with others,
she's gotten an education,
one that will serve her in life.
This is a free society.
People get to choose their friends.
Clubs get to choose their members.
Sometimes it's very ugly and unfair.
That's… life!
–Hey.
–Hey.
My dad served in Vietnam.
He put his life on the line.
But instead of coming home
to a hero's welcome,
he found a country that was
either ashamed of the war
or just wanted to deny it,
deny him.
And I fear that our soldiers in Iraq
could face the same thing.
And we seem to be in such a hurry
for this thing to be over with,
so we can go back to pretending…
see, in Vietnam,
soldiers didn't survive.
But today they do.
And they come home
missing legs and arms and eyes…
you know, and not much to cling to.
They need us to be proud of them.
You know, they need us to show it.
Every chance we get.
Truth be told,
I couldn't understand what the hell
anybody was talking about in this case.
It was clear to me that Mr Griffin,
as I said, was an ***.
The idea of one person getting a patent
on somebody else's DNA,
well, you don't have to be a senile
old goat to be befuddled by that.
But the most confusing thing
of all is the idea
that AIDS maybe can be cured
and progress is repeatedly being stalled
by a bunch of drug companies and scientists
going for patents and fighting over profits.
I don't doubt the sincerity of the doctor.
Legally, I suppose,
he does have a patent,
but I keep coming back to,
this is Simon Griffin's blood,
and he's an ***.
I rule in favor of the doctor.
Adjourned.
What the—
what just happened?
He played the *** card.
Has the jury reached a verdict?
We have, your honor.
In the matter of
Marcie Cooper vs ΓΚΤ sorority,
we the jury find in favor
of the defendant.
Ladies and gentlemen of the jury,
thank you for your service.
You're dismissed.
I'm sorry.
Well, you tried.
You fought, Marcie.
That's what's important.
You didn't sit back and take it.
Yeah.
I sure could have used
that $50 million, though.
So…
Hands beat Clarence?
Were they any good?
They were both excellent.
Tough, shrewd, mercenary,
all the ideals we aspire to.
It saddened me beyond belief.
Well, look on the bright side.
Judge Gloria Weldon.
You know, Denny, I didn't
appreciate you hitting on her
after I specifically told you
I was interested in her.
Alan, I wouldn't move in on your girl.
I was just trying to get there first
to make her my girl.
Well, she is my girl.
Got it?
You went after Shirley
when I told you not to.
Fine. I'll stay away from Shirley.
You keep away from Gloria.
You like this woman?
Do you love her?
Denny, I haven't even
had a date with her.
But you think you could love her.
That's what this is all about.
It's been so long
since I let myself love a woman,
I wouldn't even know.
It's…
terrifying.
But that's the best part,
being on the high wire.
It's good to be in love, Alan.
You aren't just saying that?
It's everything.
Just don't let her
cut into our special time.
I would never.
'Cause that's what they like
to do, women, you know?
First thing, just cut you off
from your friends.
Not gonna happen.
You tell her right from the start,
I come first.
–Done.
–If I need a sleepover…
You get priority.
Promise?
Promise.
She's a beautiful woman, Alan.
Yes, she is.
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