Chance

Previously on "Chance"...

Mrs. Blackstone. I'm Eldon Chance.

It says here that you separated from your husband

after he struck you in the face.

Shortly thereafter, you became aware of

a second personality... Jackie Black.

I hate the name Jackie.

The only person who calls me that is him.

Chance: The patient states that Jackie is daring and extroverted.

How was the lecture?

Tell us about it.

Graduate student from the math department

was lecturing on the axiom of choice.

Why?

Would you care?

We're a predatory species.

I mean, that's the world I deal with every day.

And next time we coincide like this...

that's on you.

Back there.

What's that about?

What you do with it is up to you.

What are you saying?

That what you just did was some kind of audition?

No. Why? The rules?

You think that's how he feels?

There are no victims.

Only volunteers.

Oh, God.

I want to make love to you with my mouth.

Stop it.

Stop it. Stop it.

No. No. Stop. Stop.

You okay?

Was it Jackie?

I...

I don't know. She di...

She didn't say her name, but...

yes, I believe it was.

I need to go.

Did you... Did you drive?

Come on. We'll call you a cab.

It'll be okay.

You were still up?

Yeah, well, after what happened earlier,

sleep didn't seem like an option.

So what happened after the two of you left the restaurant?

Nothing.

He likes to keep people off balance, in suspense.

I didn't see him after we left.

At least that's how I remember it.

And has... has Jackie ever done this before?

Has she ever appeared

somewhere outside the context of Raymond?

'Cause you said that you had these periods

that you can remember, these blank spaces,

and then Raymond was there.

But he's not here now.

I don't know.

Maybe it's something about you.

Hmm.

Chance: Yeah, well, I admit I was intrigued.

It was the words as words that interested me.

It's the words as words

I like to escape from now and then.

I didn't know he was violent,

not until that day in Marin.

Jaclyn: We had sandwiches, a bottle of wine.

It was all kind of perfect.

Driving home, we had a flat.

He jacked up the car without loosening the lug nuts.

It was no big deal.

Funny, actually.

Like being struck by lightning on a cloudless day.

On our way to the hospital,

he said he was sorry.

He told me how it would be if I tried to leave.

When we got home...

he wanted sex.

Before all that happened,

there was no Jackie Black.

I met with an Oakland ADA,

and, uh, we were doing some cases for them pro bono

for one reason. You think that will give you some leverage...

Someone to talk to about Raymond?

Have you heard anything I said?

He's not omnipotent, Jaclyn.

There are limits.

Not until he's dead.

Him or me.

Well, if that's what you believe,

why did you want to meet?

You're my knight.

Jackie said that, too.

Then I guess she was right.

Mine?

The lady will be right down.

Is there somewhere you can go during the day?

Tell them you're tutoring and see Suzanne?

I don't know. Maybe.

That you should even think of all this,

the way you stood up to him in that restaurant.

I hardly stood up to him.

You did.

And don't think he didn't notice.

Oh, my God.

So what is all this?

Oh, this is, uh...

It's just a hobby of mine.

This connection between sense of smell and memory...

interests me.

Mmm. That's nice.

Like a desert after the rain.

Other pathways run through the thalamus.

Sense of smell has direct access to the limbic system,

which is why emotional, visceral responses to scent

are so powerful.

Sorry, I, uh... I can get very boring about this.

No.

I like it when you talk like a doctor.

Well, the cab's here. We should probably go.

No, one more.

You pick which one.

Something you like.

Okay.

Uh, this is from the south of Italy.

Jaclyn?

You scared me.

You're never here this early.

Yeah. Sorry.

Did you sleep here?

Not really, no.

I had some things I had to get caught up on.

Oh. For this afternoon?

The conference, Your presentation.

Shit.

Oh, you forgot.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

Jaclyn Blackstone...

I thought we'd given her to Suzanne Simms.

Yes, we have.

Do you want to maybe get us some coffee?

This was in the hallway.

Somebody left it by the door.

It's not the best wrapping job I've ever seen.

What is it? Who's it from?

I know a way you could find out.

Aah!

Lucy: What is it?

It's this.

There was no note.

Mrs. Eldard.

She has an arts-and-crafts studio in North Beach,

and she was crushing on you a little bit.

You put those two things together and...

Well, I broke it, so...

Here.

Well, maybe I can fix it.

Oh, and your finger, too.

Lucy: Suzanne called.

She said your text woke her up,

your cellphone is off,

and you owe her a latte.

Right.

Suzanne: You should have told her to go.

Yes, I should have,

but the point is Jackie Black is real.

She's real, and I saw her.

You still don't believe me.

You know as well as I do

dissociative disorders of this type

almost always arrive much earlier in life

and from childhood abuse.

I mean, we didn't deep-dive into her history,

but Jaclyn did say she had a wonderful childhood.

But you said that the work you were doing was behavioral...

Strategies by which she'd say no to her husband. That's true.

Saying you had a wonderful childhood

does not make it so. Well...

You know, my collection of perfumes?

She found it, she wanted to try one.

The reaction...

was like some past horror

that she's not even aware of. Hmm.

Now, I can't pursue that, but you could.

Just wait a second.

Let... Let me ask you something.

How did Blackstone know to come to that restaurant?

I don't know.

He either overheard her talking to me

or he's tracking her cell or he followed her.

Or she told him where she was going.

Who? Jackie or Jaclyn?

And why would either one of them do that?

I don't know.

But I guess I'm going to try to find out.

I was speaking to a friend

who just happens to have a daughter

who just happens to be having trouble

in pre-calculus.