Dirty John

Betty.

Oh. Do me the honors?

You know, I think the best way

to go about this is to keep our cool.

The sale price is totally wrong.

You told him to set that price.

And then the appraiser confirmed it,

which means it should've been set higher.

Well, okay, maybe,

bur we can't get bogged down with that.

What we can do is get half of the asking

plus 20 grand for the repairs at your place,

and save our energy to fight another day.

This is happening, Betty.

I know. You keep telling me that.

He is selling it. He's selling our house.

No matter what I think or how I feel.

Here's what I recommend.

We spend as little time up there as possible.

We walk in, we skip the niceties,

you sign the papers, and we walk back out, okay?

I'm not going.

Not going where?

Up there.

Betty...

the most important thing in divorces

is picking your battles.

I don't know much about life, but I know this.

There will be times when you just can't win,

and you exhaust yourself and you bleed out trying,

and this whole situation is one of those times.

Unless you're Dan Broderick.

Even if you're Dan Broderick.

I promise. I promise.

I'm not going up there.

So technically, she's on the premises.

Technically still gets it done.

Yeah, well, if I've just blown a whole day

flying from Beverly Hills to San Diego

and my client wouldn't even get out of the car...

I'll just go down, get her signature,

come back up.

We'll call it shuttle diplomacy.

Okay, sure, or you could tell her to stop being ridiculous.

In 22 years of practicing family law,

I've seen a lot of things,

and pretty much all of them were more ridiculous

than she's being.

I may be wishing I was wearing more comfortable shoes,

but I have a duty to my client.

I know you understand that, Doug.

And since your client is also a lawyer,

I know he understands it too.

Okay, I checked.

It's all in order.

What did he say?

About what? About you being down here?

Nothing.

Okay.

Well, I have to think about it.

No, no, no.

I do before I sign something. I have to think about it.

It won't do any good.

It will only antagonize him.

He's already lost one buyer.

Betty, please listen to me.

I did.

I did.

You said, "Pick your battles."

Sorry, didn't you say that?

Maybe a little ridiculous now, Bob...huh?

Just a little.

You're starting to get it, aren't you?

Get what?

Betty.

Coral Reef was our first house, our only house.

The house we bought for our family.

I haven't felt safe since I left.

Now I'm supposed to just give it up

for half of what it's worth?

Oh wait, plus $18,000 to fix up a house I'm living in by myself

that Dan told me to buy so we could all live in it together.

I understand why you're angry.

I understand it, but that anger has to be controlled,

diverted though legitimate channels.

It has to be.

We need to concentrate on proceeding

from your separation into a divorce

and getting you the assets and support

that you're rightfully entitled to.

That's what we have to focus on.

I can't keep trying to justify the unjustifiable.

What time's your flight?

The window frames in the back are all rotted out,

and something's been chewing on the moldings in our room.

Plus thethe soggy wallpaper, madonna mia.

Why is there still hardly anything in here?

Where's the where's the armoire?

Where thethe nice side tables?

I asked for them, but Dan keeps saying

that I have to submit him a list of what I want

before he'll give me any of the furniture.

A list? Huh, what a prince.

How's he supposed to keep track of who wants what

and what goes where without some kind of list?

Also someone's foot's gonna go right through

that floor in the pantry.

Linoleum's spongy.

Dad, we bought the huge lot and the culdesac

and the view, not the house.

We knew this place was a teardown.

Right, but now Dan's in his own house.

So what's the plan now?

Yeah, will we be seeing the girls at all while we're here

or does Dan need some sort of list for that too?

You know, this whole place is a boondoggle.

I'm surprised he even let it happen.

Our own granddaughters.

The man has no respect for anything but himself.

Hello?

Hey, it's Bob Munro. I have bad news.

Oh, well, that's not the kind I like.

The Coral Reef house is sold.

I'm sorry.

Dan got a court order,

he went in front of a judge this morning.

And said what?

Didn't the judge ask where I was?

He used what's called a fourhour notice.

It lets him make his case

whether you're present or not

Which I wasn't.

And tell the judge you're being unreasonable.

I did warn you about

I'll be right back.

Where is he?

He went to the dry cleaners.

Mom, you can't be here.

I'm not trying to come inside his dump of a house.

You have to go.

I can't be on a doorstep? Stop it.

You know what he's gonna say. Come on.

So then let him say it!

You don't have to do his dirty work for him.

Mom, please go, please? Mom, it's gonna be bad!

I'm not going anywhere, and I know how it's gonna be.

Leave, Betty.

How can a house we own...

Have your lawyer explain. Be sold without my consent?

You're in violation of a court order.

Orders, and you know it.

Betty, get out of the car. Dad.

Get out of the car. Dad! Stop, Dad!

Call 911! Stop! Stop it!

Hey, get back in the house! Call 911!

Call 911!

Stop!

Stop it!

My daughter, she's inside

in the house with my other daughter.

I'm Dan Broderick, I'm the homeowner.

Dr. Broderick.

Okay, and how do you know this woman?

She's my wife. We are separated.

I have an order of protection

keeping her off of this property.

And you want that order enforced?

I know you guys have your own protocol

for these sorts of calls,

but in this particular situation,

in my own personal opinion,

I think it would be better if she went in for observation

instead of... Like a hospital, you mean?

Look, she's clearly not in control of herself.

I think she should be under someone's care.

Scripps might take her. Maybe.

Sharp Mesa Vista's too far.

I don't have admitting privileges,

but once you figure out where she's gonna land,

just give me a call and I'll have someone meet you.

Off the car, ma'am.

Arms out straight.

Arms straight.

Cross 'em for me. Come on, kids, inside.

Let's go. Jenny, come on.

Watch your head, ma'am.

Tracy, come on! Inside!

I mean, you're trying to wait me out, but you can't.

I don't have anything to say.

I'm sure that's not true.

Okay, fine, I don't have anything to say

about why I'm here.

All right, is there something you would like to say?

I would like to say that I'm not the crazy one, he is.

All right? Your exhusband.

He's still my husband, but yes.

Can you tell me what you mean?

Okay, can you talk about

driving your car into his house?

No, yes, that is a crazy thing.