Libby: Previously on Masters of Sex...
Herb Spleeb.
"When life kicks you to the curb, call Herb."
Herb's a divorce lawyer,
very interested in renting office space.
I'm offering you an opportunity
to participate in the work as a subject.
I can bring men back to life...
I was wondering if you could use my help.
I would like to contribute.
William: I have secondary impotence.
I can function when I'm by myself.
It's when I'm with a-- a partner.
Austin: I'm good at this job.
I know how to make women feel good about themselves.
Flo: So do that for me.
Make me feel good.
William: Mr. Tally is a partner
at Williams and Kulick Public Relations.
Shep: The two of you come on, both scientists
and yet looking like the nice couple next door,
and suddenly I trust you.
William: Us on TV?
Our father was a monster.
Francis: But our monster was a sick alcoholic.
William: You know, you've always been weak.
A gutless, pathetic man.
[ Grunting ]
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Virginia: It's healing nicely.
Makeup will cover that.
William: Makeup?
I'm not gonna walk around wearing makeup, Virginia.
Virginia: [ Chuckling ] No.
For the shoot tomorrow.
We'll cover it so you can't see it on the camera.
Have you spoken to him since-- your brother?
William: I, uh-- I wrote him.
Virginia: Wrote?
William: I-I intend to write to him.
He left town.
Didn't I tell you?
He and Pauline went back to Kansas City.
Virginia: No. You didn't mention that.
William: I'm gonna make it right with him.
Virginia: Do you think that's what made the difference
the other night?
You were so... Everything-- upset, angry, repentant.
You could fe-- I mean, really feel.
You were so charged up-- blood pumping through--
William: Virginia, please.
Can we not, uh... analyze it?
Virginia: Yes. Yes, of course.
We don't have to talk... at all.
Is that what you'd like?
William: I'd like you to tell me how it was the other night...
for you.
[ Ring clacks ]
Virginia: To see you hurt like that, you mean?
William: Uh, no.
What happened after that-- the, uh... the sex.
Virginia: It was good.
William: Tell me.
Virginia: It was very good.
William: How did I, uh...
How did I feel... inside you?
Virginia: Hard.
It's all right, Bill.
It'll happen next time.
William: How do you know?
Virginia: Because it happened before.
William: Well, it was clearly not the beginning
of an upward trend, Virginia.
It was a-a blip, an anomaly.
Virginia: Bill.
William: [ Sighs ]
Virginia: Bill.
It's all right.
Really, it's all ri--
William: [ Sighs ]
Virginia: [ Sighs ]
[ Birds chirping ]
William: [ Groans ]
[ Sighing ]
Virginia: She's got you wrapped around her little finger.
George: Well, she said she was nervous
about taking her Eiffel Tower on the bus.
Tessa: Daddy.
George: [ Gasps ] Wow!
Would you look at that masterpiece!
Virginia: Your French presentation's today, bug?
Tessa: I told you. Twice.
Virginia: [ Sighs ] I'm so sorry, Tessie.
I've had a lot on my mind.
George: [ Chuckles ]
Tessa: Do you have my barrette?
George: Beret?
And I sure do.
Audrey picked it out.
Here, I'll trade you. Go try it on in the car.
Virginia: Have a good day, sweetie.
Tessa: ♪ alouette, gentille alouette ♪
- ♪ alouette, je te plumerai ♪ George: - Listen, if I could, uh,
grab you for a minute, um...
Henry: [ Groans ]
You got to make her stop that stupid song, dad.
George: Help me out, sport.
Here, put that in the back seat.
I just need a word with your mom.
Henry: If you'll let me start the engine.
George: [ Scoffs ]
Virginia: Have a good day, Henry.
He already told me that you let him drive on Sunday.
George: It was in a parking lot.
Virginia: No, I-I wasn't going to scold you.
I think that it's nice
that you're spending so much time with him.
George: Well, it's Audrey's doing.
She's really encouraged me.
Virginia: Well, please be sure to tell your wife
how grateful I am to her.
[ Horn honks ]
Mm, better go.
The natives are getting restless.
George: Actually, Gini, uh,
- if you have a sec... Virginia: - I don't.
CBS is sending a camera crew to interview Bill and me today.
So we can talk later-- when I--
when I drop the kids off at your place this weekend?
Betty: So, uh, what made you choose keys?
Why not a magic shop or a watch repair or something?
Harold: It's a business with a lot of foot traffic.
Everyone needs keys, right?
Betty: - Yeah. Harold: - And, on average,
it takes four minutes to make one,
which is pretty much the time it takes to put down 10 bucks
on the third race at Fairmount Park.
Betty: [ Laughs ]
Harold: CBS?
CBS is here?
Betty: Oh, yeah. They're filming a piece today.
Harold: On what?
Betty: Don't get your knickers in a knot.
They're way more interested in nookie than in a bookie.
Hmm, that rhymed. Ha.
Lester: How's it going?
That's quite a lighting package.
Not sure our building's electrical system
has the juice support it.
Larry: We got our own generator. It's downstairs.
Shep: Well, they picked up a, uh, local crew
from the CBS affiliate.
Roger's bringing his own cameraman from New York.
Virginia: Oh, we were hoping that...
Is there a role for Lester in all of this?
Shep: Absolutely.
Student.
He's gonna be learning from some real pros.
Roger Corwin came up through the ranks at the network.
He's worked with all the big guns.
He really knows what he's doing.
William: Not sure I can say the same.
Shep: Well, I'm sure that you've had to explain the work
dozens of times before this.
William: Oh, yes, my colleagues in the medical profession
have a basic understanding of the science.
Virginia: Bill, uh, to be fair, also two members of the board
who needed things spelled out in layman's terms.
William: That was your forte, not mine.
Virginia: We did it together.
Shep: Well, the task here is much the same--
capture the layman's interest.
You have to be personable enough
to make the audience want to invite you into their home.
William: Like Fuller Brush men.
Shep: Well, they're not the only ones who know that a smile
and some direct eye contact make all the difference.
Look, ask anybody who heard the first debate on the radio,
and they'll tell you that Nixon took it on substance.
But the polls of television viewers
showed that Kennedy came out ahead.
Why?
Because of that smile,
that confidence, that twinkle in his eye.
Now, wouldn't you rather
spend the next four years looking at him
than some sweaty dick ni--
[ Stammers ]
What is that on your cheek?
William: Oh, I... got into a... scrape.
Shep: A-are you wearing c-concealer?
William: - Um... Shep: - Okay, never mind.
We'll just have the makeup man take a look at it later.
A-and may I ask, uh... would you be open
to, uh... wearing a different tie?
William: Oh, wh-what's wrong-- what's wrong with this one?
Virginia: Bill always wears a bow tie.
William: It's not a fashion choice.
It's a matter of practicality,
so it stays out of the way during exams.
Shep: O-of course.
But you're not performing any exams today, are you?
I just wonder if a straight tie
might look a little less, uh...
[ Sighs ] ...academic.
Virginia: I could see if Libby would bring one by.
Shep: Uh...
Virginia: - Bill's wife. Shep: - Oh, yes. Of course.
And that's-- that's a great plan--
getting her on camera, as well.
Viewers will be more receptive to the sexual nature of the work
if they understand that it was conducted by a doctor
who's also a real family man.
Uh, oh, there's, uh-- there's Roger.
Excuse me.
Virginia: [ Sighs ]
William: I'm not a salesman.
Virginia: [ Sighs ]
[ Indistinct conversations ]
Woman: Good morning, Doctor.
Austin: Jefferson City was a bust.
26 women showed up.
I've seen more fat in a can of pork and beans.
They took my last brochure, so I am here to load up.
Flo: The king is dying.
Austin: Long live the queen?
Flo: The king of Hollywood.
Clark Gable had a heart attack yesterday
changing a goddamn tire.
Austin: What was Clark Gable doing changing his own tire?
Flo: Because!
We're not talking some namby-pamby Cary Grant.
He's Gable.
He's got a set of balls between his legs,
not a strip of goose fat.
Austin: [ Chuckles ]
Flo: [ Scoffs ]
I was 22 when I saw "Gone With The Wind."
I ended up going back the next day and the next
and twice a week later.
Me and every other girl in town.
Austin: [ Scoffs ] Gable.
What was it, the mustache?
Because, see, mustaches don't look good.
Flo: It was the scene on the staircase,
where Rhett carries Scarlett up to bed...
against her will.
Austin: Never saw it.
Flo: You've never seen "Gone With The Wind"?
[ Imitating Clark Gable ] This is one night, Scarlett,
you're not turning me out of your bed.
[ Normal voice ] Ohh.
He wanted her so much that he just took her.
God, so sexy.
Austin: Yeah.
Flo: And every girl in that theater--
well, we watched it over and over,
trying to get every detail of it to fix in our brains
because we instinctively knew that was the fantasy
that was gonna carry us through many lonely nights.
Austin: Do you want to get carried up a staircase?
Uh...
Flo: For a guy who dips his wick as much as you do,
you really don't get women at all.
Austin: Um... [ Chuckles ]
I think there may be a couple dozen satisfied ladies out there
who would say that I am every bit a real man as your... Gable.
Flo: How many pairs of slippers you own?
Austin: Two?
Flo: That'll be all, ladies.
Austin: You don't think I'm a man's man?
Flo: I'd be interested in seeing you prove it.
Austin: Um...
[ Chuckles ]
Gee-- geez, Flo, I, um...
I got an early... morning.
And you and I did it two times last week?
Flo: Tonight you're going to enter my house uninvited,
and over my strenuous objections,
you're going to have your way with me.
Austin: You want me to break in?
You couldn't maybe leave the door open?
[ Chuckles ]
I'm just saying it would be easier.
Roger: Okay, that's good.
That's good. That's good.
Uh, now, try and reformulate the question in your answers.
So, for example, if I say, uh,
"What initially led you into this line of work, Dr. Masters?"
You'd say, "What initially led me to this work was..."
That way, in the final piece,
you won't have to listen to me off camera
feeding you all the questions, got it?
William: What initially led me into this work
- was a desire to-- Roger: - Uh, not-- not--
not now, Dr. Masters.
We're still setting up some lights,
and we have to adjust some sound levels.
And, uh, I understand we're waiting on a tie.
Do we have that tie?
Anyone?
Robert: Protesters were dropped, obviously.
You heard?
Libby: So sad.
I-I heard he may not make it.
Robert: Who said he's not gonna make it?
Libby: I-I just heard it on the radio coming in.
Glenn: Did something happen to him after the arrest?
Libby: Clark Gable was arrested?
Robert: Martin Luther King was arrested
down in Atlanta yesterday at a sit-in at a lunch counter,
along with 52 other people.
Libby: I didn't-- I didn't realize.
That's terrible.
Robert: Yeah, well, it's gonna be busy today.
Lots of people calling to find out what we know.
You coming?
Libby: I can't, uh, today.
I have to do something upstairs for my husband.
I'm sorry.
Roger: Okay, why don't we begin by you telling us, please,
how you two first met?
Oh, and, sorry.
Glenn, I think we're gonna want to go
a smidge tighter on the day.
Virginia: Dr. Masters and I met when he was on the faculty
of Washington University school of medicine.
And I was working at the hospital as a secretary.
Roger: Uh, it's okay if you want to smile, Dr. Masters.
Virginia: Dr. Masters was then in the early stages
of observing subjects engaged in sexual behavior,
monitoring their physical responses.
And he felt the process
of interviewing potential participants
might be well served by having a woman working alongside of him.
Isn't that right, Bill?
Roger: Okay, now, when you say, uh, "sexual behavior,"
what exactly do you mean?
And I think we should have Dr. Masters field this one.
William: Uh, well, um, masturbation, for one.
Roger: [ Inhales sharply ] Uh, can't say "masturbation."
William: Auto-manipulation, then.
Roger: Mm, I think we want to leave out anything
that suggests solo behavior.
Dwight: So, Ulysses is a dildo.
Lester: What did you think, our female subjects
are having intercourse with a Greek leader
in the Trojan War? [ Chuckles ]
Dwight: CBS doesn't like dildos.
Lester: Well, CBS doesn't have to use a dildo.
But Dr. Masters and Mrs. Johnson's participants
did-- do.
Dwight: So all of this is footage of women using dildos?
Lester: A significant portion of it.
It's not as if we were shooting footage
to promote hand-washing or good oral hygiene.
Frankly, I don't know how you propose
we cut together an overview of their work
without the suggestion--
Dwight: Actually, I wasn't proposing
you and I do anything together.
Roger: In addition to individuals,
uh, you also observed married couples
engaging in physical relations, though, didn't you?
William: Well, they weren't always married.
Virginia: Often, they were. Remember?
Roger: Look, if you say "couples,"
then the natural assumption is that they were married.
And-- and what exactly were you doing
during these sessions with these couples?
Virginia: Uh, during these sessions, we monitored
and tracked all changes in both subjects' bodies.
And in so doing, we were able to identify
four stages of sexual response.
Bill?
William: Uh, a-arousal, pla-- plateau,
orgasm, and--
Roger: Sorry to stop you again, Doctor,
but "orgasm" is a problem.
William: For some people, yes.
Roger: No, I mean for the censors.
William: But it's-- it's one of the four stages.
Roger: You're gonna have to call it something different.
Larry: "Climax"?
Virginia: No, climax is not one of the stages.
Roger: [ Sighs ] "Climax" won't work, anyway.
[ Sighs ]
Larry: "Peak," maybe?
"Peak" would be good.
Virginia: [ Sighs ]
Dwight: You know what I could use?
Do you have any shots
of patients coming into the exam room?
Maybe, uh-- maybe he unbuttons his shirt.
She un-zips her dress.
Maybe they smile at each other.
And then you pan over to that geiger counter thing
with the needle jumping all over the place.
Innuendo. Innuendo I can get away with.
Lester: I wasn't making "From Here To Eternity,"
although that is an excellent, excellent movie.
I was filming the truth of people being sexual.
If you sanitize it, you're completely undercutting
Dr. Masters' and Mrs. Johnson's intentions,
which are to encourage an honest discussion
about what really happens to the body during sex.
Dwight: Look, you're close to it. I respect that.
You-- you're invested. Good for you.
But if I can be honest with you,
you're not the best guy to say how to put this stuff on TV.
Lester: [ Sighs ]
William: Ridiculous, this nonsense with the censor.
It's like having to explain a recipe
without mentioning a single ingredient.
I don't even think this belongs to me.
I mean, it doesn't.
Someone must have left it behind at a dinner party.
Libby: There weren't any to choose from.
William: [ Sighs ]
Libby: Oh, your shirt is so-- soaked through, Bill.
William: Well, it's hot in front of those lights.
And if I can't use the correct scientific terminology,
I'm just gonna come off like a sweaty degenerate
groping for sexual euphemisms.
Libby: Well, you can't see it with the jacket on.
William: [ Sighs ]
Libby: What do you think they'll ask me?
William: You?
Libby: Yes, they-- they're supposed to interview me.
William: Oh, that's right.
I'm sure they'll just want you to tell them
I don't touch myself at the dinner table
or wire you up to machines when we make love.
Libby: Do you expect them to ask about our private life?
William: No, that was-- Of course they won't.
I'm s-- I'm sorry.
Look, Lib, you don't have to go through this.
I don't want you to feel uncomfortable.
Libby: I don't feel uncomfortable.
I might be good at it.
Virginia: Libby.
Uh, they're wondering if you're ready.
Well, that certainly is a different look for you.
William: [ Groans ] As Henry David Thoreau said,
"Beware all enterprises that require new clothes."
Virginia: Why don't you wait in here, Libby,
and they'll come get you when they're ready?
Libby: Oh, we're wearing the same color, you and I.
Do you think it'll look like a uniform?
What all of Bill Masters' women wear.
Virginia: Not to worry.
They're shooting in black and white.
[ Reel clicking ]
Man: Feeding.
Take one. Action.
Roger: Why don't you talk a bit about the reaction
when people find out that this is the work you do?
Virginia: The reactions to our work
really run the gamut from outrage and indignation
to intense curiosity.
William: Often in the same person.
Virginia: [ Chuckling ] Yes.
I do find that I'm--
I'm very popular at dinner parties
once everyone learns what it is I do.
Don't you find that everyone
wants a seat next to yours, Bill?
William: No.
Um, I'd--
I'd like-- I'd like to make clear
that the, uh... [Clears throat]
The prurient angle of the work holds no interest to us.
The goal is to provoke conversations
about human sexuality
that are not conducted in hushed whispers.
The vocabulary of sex--
words this broadcast, uh, won't permit--
should be commonplace.
Uh, spoken as you would refer to, say, um...
Virginia: A sneeze. Or a hiccup.
William: Yes, yes. Exactly.
Censorship perpetuates shame,
which, in turn, fosters ignorance.
And ignorance prevents change.
So, you see, it's a dangerous trajectory
to shy away from the language of the body.
So while this program may have...
Betty: I believe we have spoken on the phone before.
"Mrs. Johnson is unavailable at the moment.
May I take a message?" That's me.
George: I thought I recognized your voice.
Betty: - Mm. George: - Listen,
if I could just grab a minute with her...
Betty: It's kind of a crazy day around here, as you can see.
George: Can I ask you something, off the record?
Does she tell you to take a message automatically
every time I call?
Because I almost never reach her.
Betty: Oh, no.
She, uh-- she owes calls to nearly everyone.
Best chance of getting through is saying you can orgasm
listening to the traffic report on the radio.
She never stops working, that one, 'round the clock.
George: Wow.
Good to know it's nothing personal.
Betty: I'll let her know you're here.
William: ...to be derived from the pretense
that procreation is our only goal.
Pleasure is a human need.
It drives us
- the way hunger does. Virginia: - Or fear.
William: It can blind us or sustain us.
It can be a frustration.
Virginia: Or a source of tremendous relief.
Roger: And the benefit of being a male-female team--
can you speak to that?
William: Uh, well, it's an advantage, obviously.
Shep: Try to, uh, incorporate the question, Bill.
William: Ah.
Um... Mrs. Johnson and I are, uh, tremendously advantaged
by the fact that she's a man and I'm a woman.
Virginia: [ Laughing ] The other way around, Bill.
William: Oh, yes, of course.
Well, you can see the benefit.
We have a tendency to finish each other's sentences.
Virginia: When we see eye-to-eye, which is not always.
William: We have different strengths.
Uh, certain patients, uh,
might be more comfortable
- with her than me. Virginia: - Or vice versa.
And it doesn't always break down by gender, as one might expect.
Roger: And what of the common misperception
that you two are a couple?
William: Well, uh-- well, we tell people, uh,
we're married to the work.
Virginia: Just not each other.
Roger: Okay. That's good.
[ Reel clicking ]
Harold: Betty around?
Girl who sounds like Wisconsin?
George: She had to go downstairs for something.
Harold: [ Scoffs ]
The key to the washroom doesn't work,
which is ironic 'cause keys are my business.
I see you're reading the sports page there.
You like the ponies?
George: [ Scoffs ]
Used to.
I'm reformed.
My wife won't stand for it.
Harold: And why is that?
You don't want your man to have a little fun?
Libby: Oh, he's-- I'm not his wife.
No, I'm waiting for my husband.
He's the subject of... all of this.
George: So, you're Dr. Masters' wife, huh?
Libby: You're a patient?
George: I'm Virginia's ex.
It's funny. I didn't expect you to look the way you do.
Libby: Oh?
George: No, I'm just saying you're a looker.
They should put you on camera.
Libby: [ Chuckles lightly ] Yes.
Well, that's why I'm here.
They wanted a few words with the woman behind the man.
Well... [ Chuckles ]
The woman behind the man behind the woman behind the man.
Harold: Sweetheart, if that were a race,
no way would you be finishing in the money.
Libby: You are very right, sir.
[ Exhales sharply ]
When Betty comes back, will you tell her
that Dr. Masters' wife decided to go home?
It was nice to meet you.
George: Likewise.
Manny: Try 500. KLRT.
[ Radio scanning ]
Announcer: ...fired today after piloting the Yankees
to 10 American League pennants and 7 World...
Robert: Okay, we'll wait to hear.
Pitchman: Fastest and most complete relief in Anacin.
Glenn: I can't find anything.
Libby: Is there any news?
Robert: That was Tom.
The police in Atlanta are dropping charges
on about a dozen of them,
but they're gonna hold Dr. King and the rest.
Glenn: It's 'cause he's still got
that trumped-up charge hanging over his head.
That driving-without-a-license bullshit.
I'm sorry.
Robert: Oh, you can swear in front of her.
We're waiting on a statement from Atlanta.
Libby: Do you know when you'll hear?
Robert: Ah, could be late.
[ Radio scanning ]
[ Telephone ringing ]
Libby: Congress of Racial Equality.
[ Scanning continues ]
No, nothing, I'm afraid.
We're still waiting for news from Atlanta.
Lester: So I said to him-- I said, "No,
I didn't shoot intake interviews
because that's when Dr. Masters and Mrs. Johnson
were determining whether or not a participant fit the criteria
for a particular study.
It was only once they did--
that's when I turned the camera on."
[ Toilet flushes ]
And then he said, "Well, is there any footage
that I could cut together to suggest an intake interview?"
Which is offensive on three levels.
First of all, he's going to cut my footage.
Second of all, isn't that a little misleading?
And third of all-- third of all...
William: Maybe they know what they're doing.
Lester: What? You really believe that?
William: Well, I-I hired Shep to do a job
we're not capable of doing ourselves.
Last time I tried to explain the work and why it mattered,
I got my hat handed to me, literally.
And if their methods
aren't exactly what ours might be,
well, then we push back when we can,
but we allow them enough latitude
to do the job we brought them in to do.
Lester: So the end justifies the means.
I know you, Dr. Masters, as well as I think anyone can.
That doesn't sound like something you really believe.
William: Well, it's easy to be idealistic
when your life's work isn't at stake.
Lester: Isn't that exactly the time to be idealistic--
To hold on to your principles, to be true to yourself?
William: I don't need a lecture from you, Lester.
Lester: Maybe you do.
Maybe you need someone who will tell you
you look very weird in that tie.
I've given you my time.
Whatever talent I have,
I've given every bit of myself to this--
even my body, as humiliating as that experience was.
So don't tell me I don't have any stake in how this turns out.
[ Door opens, closes ]
Virginia: It's not a good time, George.
I told you that this morning.
They're gonna need me back in there.
George: Well, I've been trying for a week, Gin.
It's never a good time.
It's like you're afraid
I'm gonna ask you for money or something.
Virginia: Are you?
George: No.
I'm flush. I got a gig.
Six weeks backing Floyd Desouza.
Floyd Desouza.
"It's not the heat. It's the humidity."
Virginia: [ Sighs ]
George: Well, it's a very big hit overseas,
which is where the tour is headed.
Virginia: Well, that is wonderful, George.
George: Yep. London, Paris, Rome, Madrid.
Virginia: And Audrey is going with you?
George: She is.
We want the kids to come, too.
Virginia: [ Laughs ]
George: I'm serious.
Virginia: To Europe?
For six weeks?
Unh-unh. Absolutely not.
George: - Why not? Virginia: - "Why not?"
Be-- because it-it's crazy, George.
Because they've never been on a plane before or to a big city
or even with you for more than three consecutive nights.
But now you want to trot them off to Europe
for six weeks.
What, you'll take them out of school, too?
George: Well, they get a week off at Thanksgiving,
three at Christmas, so they'd be missing two weeks.
And they get a chance to see Europe.
Tessa could see the Eiffel Tower in person.
Virginia: Have you mentioned this to them?
George: No, I wanted to discuss it with you first.
Virginia: [ Sighs ]
Well, thank you for that, at least,
but, uh, no. My answer is no.
George: So you would rather that they come home from school
every day to a babysitter?
Virginia: - They love Pam. George: - A babysitter--
and hope that they can stay up late enough to see their mother.
I know the hours you're keeping, Gini.
I know that you're working around the clock.
There's no good argument
that says waiting for their mother to get home from work
is better for them than being with their father
for six weeks and letting him show them
a little piece of the world.
[ Crickets chirping ]
Flo: Who's there?
[ Keys clatter ]
Austin: It's me-- Austin.
Flo: You're not the man from across the street, are you?
The one I've seen watching me through the curtains.
Austin: Yes, that's me.
I can see into your bathroom.
Flo: Not the bathroom.
Austin: The bedroom.
[ Deep voice ] I can see into your bedroom.
[ Footsteps approaching ]
Flo: Promise me you're not gonna hurt me.
Austin: Of course I'm not gonna...
Flo: Grab me by the hair.
Austin: - Really? Flo: - Mm-hmm.
Austin: - Like this? Flo: - Harder.
Austin: - You sure? Flo: - Mm-hmm.
Drag me up the stairs.
Austin: Drag you up the stairs?
Flo: If you do, I'll scream.
Someone will hear you, and they'll call the police.
And they'll take you away to jail.
Any time you want to jump in here.
Austin: Uh, but I'll be acquitted.
When the jury sees you, they'll understand...
why I couldn't control myself.
Flo: Well, I'm not gonna let you take me upstairs.
Austin: Okay, so, you want to do it here?
Flo: Even though I know you want me in that bed--
the bed you've watched me make love in.
Austin: So we-- we do go upstairs?
Flo: Not if I have any say in it!
Austin: [ Chuckles ] I'm confused.
Flo: I'm going upstairs, locking the door behind me,
and calling the police.
You just try to kick it down.
Even if you get in, I'll never give in to you.
Flo: Are you coming?
Roger: Oh.
Bill and Virginia, Bernadette and Kyle.
Bernadette and Kyle, Bill and Virginia.
Virginia: Hello. Nice to meet you.
William: It's Dr. Masters.
Virginia: Uh, I'm not sure
exactly how this is going to work.
Roger: Oh, well, uh, Dwight says
that your cameraman didn't get any footage
of you conducting any intake interviews.
So we're gonna have Kyle and Bernadette sit in,
as if they're a couple coming to you for help.
William: Help with what?
Roger: With their sex life.
William: We don't help couples have sex.
We-- we observe them having sex.
Roger: A-and that whole process--
that's definitely gonna be part of the story, certainly.
Um, but I think the centerpiece is the work
that you're doing that goes beyond educating the public
as to how the body works
and puts that knowledge to practical use with treatment.
William: We've talked about this.
We-- we haven't gotten to the point
where we're treating dysfunction.
Virginia: We are still in the very early stages of that.
Roger: L-look, all we really need
is just a few shots of you talking to a couple.
A-and over the top of that, we're gonna hear something like,
uh, "Masters and Johnson's study is poised to break new ground
in the treatment of sexual dysfunction."
Shep: And you are... poised.
So we're not saying anything that isn't true.
Roger: Exactly.
T-this is only gonna amount to
no more than 15 seconds of actual screen time.
It's just the visual.
A-and, frankly,
we can't use the footage you already have.
It's just, uh...
Well, uh... [ Chuckles ]
It's too graphic.
William: I wouldn't allow it, anyway.
The understanding I have with my patients
is that footage is completely confidential
for research purposes only, not as a calling card
for services we don't actually provide.
Roger: And that's the case for working with a couple
whose privacy you're not actually violating,
who've actually signed up to be filmed.
William: And are you... a couple?
Bernadette: We met just now in the lobby.
Kyle: Turns out we went to the same high school.
William: So you've hired actors.
Virginia: - Will you excuse me? William: - Where are you going?
Virginia: - Just for a moment. William: - Virginia.
Shep: Bill, w-what is the problem here?
I mean, if your own patients won't participate, then--
William: But they're led to believe that,
uh, I exploit other patients for my own purposes?
Really? You don't-- you don't see that as a problem?
Herb: You've never been to court?
Had any reason to modify his visitation?
Virginia: No.
Herb: And, uh, he's been responsible
while they've been in his custody?
Virginia: For the most part.
[ Sighs ] Yes, he has been responsible.
Herb: Any reason to think that might change,
that they wouldn't be safe with him or--
- or with the new wife? Virginia: - No.
Herb: Are you offering them something better?
Virginia: Well, we always spend the holidays together.
We have a lot of Christmas traditions.
And they would be missing all of that.
Herb: So, they swap one Christmas
for six weeks in Europe.
I think they come out ahead. Don't you?
And would it be such an awful thing for you?
I mean, I've seen the way you run around here,
the hours you keep.
The second you're through,
the way you bolt for the elevator,
probably racing straight home for tuck-in time.
Am I right?
Of course I'm right.
You're a mother.
I know mothers.
Most of them could use a little break every now and then.
Maybe one way to look at this
is that, uh, your ex is offering you a little vacation, too.
Virginia: No, I-I don't want a vacation
from my children, Mr. Spleeb.
Herb: Look, you could say no.
Virginia: I could?
Herb: - Yeah. Virginia: - [ Sighs ]
Herb: Technically, you have the right.
But I would caution you against it.
Why give him reason to revisit a-a custody arrangement,
which, on the whole, is working for both of you?
You see, you push back on this--
on a reasonable request--
something your kids are gonna derive benefit from,
you could be opening up a whole can of worms.
I don't think you want to do that.
Glenn: Maryanne said we're out of formula.
Robert: Go.
You too, Donner.
And Harlan.
We're not gonna hear anything tonight.
- See you in the morning. Harlan: - Good night.
Glenn: - Night. Libby: - Good night.
Robert: There's no point in you staying, either.
Libby: Oh, I don't mind.
Robert: I'm leaving, myself.
Libby: Oh. Well, I--
I was expe-- expecting to go home with my husband,
so I got a lift in.
I need to call a cab.
William: Well, next he'll have us pretending to--
to wire them up.
Actors.
Shep: He needs cutaways, Bill.
The entirety of your story cannot be told
with the two of you sitting behind a table
talking about things that can't be shown on TV.
A re-enactment is a happy medium.
William: Well, I'm not happy about any of this.
It's fake-- all of it!
And what I'm pretending to be--
the fact that I'm selling something
that doesn't even exist.
I'm not a salesman, Shep.
Shep: Well, then, Bill, you are the only one,
because we are all selling something.
I sold you on me, on what I could do for you.
John Rock sold more than the birth-control pill.
He sold an idea of pleasure without permanent consequence.
He kicked open the door for you,
but you have got to walk through it,
stake your claim, and say,
"I'm in the pleasure business, too."
William: That is not my business.
I don't have a business.
I have a study-- a practice.
And I have not cured one single case of sexual dysfunction.
Shep: Yet. Yet.
But you will.
And if you don't, you tried.
You got to reach for it, Bill.
Even if it's outside your grasp,
it's the reaching that people respect.
Look, these two presidential candidates--
they may not deliver a single thing that they've promised.
I guarantee you history will judge them
just as much for the nobility of their goals
as for what they actually achieved.
But before any of that can happen,
one of them has to come in first.
You've got to be first, Bill.
That's what all of this is about.
Libby: There's usually news at the top of the hour.
[ Radio scanning ]
[ Theme from "A Summer Place" plays ]
Robert: This is a station you listen to?
There won't be any Martin news on this station.
[ Jazz music plays ]
It'll be here if anywhere.
[ Sighs ]
He's not gonna get out.
Libby: They want to make an example of him?
Is that it?
Robert: No.
They'll likely offer him a deal
'cause they'll realize all they're doing
is shining the spotlight on the cause.
Dr. King won't take it.
He said, "Let us not fear going to jail.
If the officials threaten to arrest us
for standing up for our rights,
then we must show that we are willing
and prepared to fill up the jails of the South."
Libby: He said that tonight?
Robert: In Durham, back in February...
At a sit-in organized by the SCLC.
Libby: Oh.
[ Music continues ]
Robert: You know what the SCLC is, right?
Libby: Of course. The, um...
The South Carolina Liberation--
Robert: Southern Christian Leadership Conference.
[ Sighs ]
Libby: Do you enjoy that-- testing me?
Because you do it a lot.
Sometimes I can't tell if you're hoping I'll pass or fail.
Robert: Why would I want you to fail?
Libby: Maybe because it would make it easier
for you to chalk me up
to being some silly fly-by-night do-gooder.
It's-- it's like you're hoping to discover underneath it all,
I'm really just a dilettante.
Robert: A militant?
Libby: A dilettante.
You don't know what a dilettante is?
Robert: I don't.
Libby: Well, I, for one,
don't think that makes you stupid.
Robert: I don't think you're stupid.
I think you're uninformed.
Libby: On some of the specifics, yes,
but-- but I understand what the fight is about,
and I believe in it.
Robert: Why?
I want to hear your reasons.
Libby: Another test.
You know what I think?
I-I think you don't want to say "Thank you" to me
- and seem like you mean it. - [ Vehicle door closes ]
Robert: What's this about?
Officer: Hey, boy.
What business you got in this neighborhood?
Libby: We're fine, Officer.
Officer: Let me see your license and registration.
Robert: I break some kind of law?
Libby: It's really not necessary, Officer.
I know this gentleman. He's with me.
Officer: What do you mean "With you"?
Libby: He's a-a co-worker of mine,
and he was kind enough to drive me home.
Officer: Well, if that's the case,
why don't you head on in, ma'am, and he can be on his way?
Libby: Because I've invited him inside.
That's why.
Are you coming, Mr. Franklin?
Robert: Get that out of my face!
Officer: You better watch yourself, boy!
Libby: No, stop it. Stop it. Let him go.
You have no cause, Officer.
Mr. Franklin, are you coming?
[ Indistinct conversations ]
Larry: You're not eating?
The sesame noodles aren't half bad.
Mind me asking you something?
The boys and I were, you know, kind of wondering
what's it like watching folks go at it all day long?
William: I'm sorry?
Larry: My girl, Maxine, and I--
we once went to the zoo, saw two chimps doing it.
Had to go straight home to bed, we were so hot and bothered.
So I'm guessing, uh, watching, uh, all that action
alongside a woman like Virginia has got to be--
William: Mrs. Johnson is my professional colleague,
despite what people assume.
We explained that.
Larry: Honestly, I don't think people assume it.
I mean, you know, no offense,
but a girl like that, a guy like you...
William: Excuse me?
Larry: I mean, I know how it is.
You know, my Maxine-- she's a real dish.
I get the "Beauty And The Beast" thing all the time.
Roger: Okay, everyone, the break is over.
Back in the conference room in 10.
And, uh, Kyle, Bernadette, you're on.
Larry: All right, hey, make sure Jeremy powders you up.
You got a real shine going there.
Libby: I-I know Bill keeps a box of extra shirt buttons
in here somewhere.
Robert: What do you reckon that babysitter thought--
you bringing a negro man into your house?
Libby: Well, she's-- she's not a...
She's a neighbor just helping out for today.
Y-you heard what I told her. We work together.
Robert: A negro man in a torn shirt?
Libby: Elaine is not a gossip.
Her daughter Sissy married a Mexican man.
Here we go.
Shirt, please.
It'll make this easier.
Robert: No, ma'am.
Libby: Fine. I will sew with you in it.
Just, uh, go sit, uh, by the light.
Robert: Not in this room.
Not there.
Pam: Now, doesn't that sound exciting?
Henry: And we get to miss school on top of it?
Virginia: No, spinning, Henry.
Yes, we'll have to check
with Miss Braddock and Mrs. Alexander.
And you'll both promise me
that you will do your homework on the plane.
Tessa: We get to go on a plane, too?
Henry: How else do you think we'd get there, ding-dong?
Pam: What did I say
about calling your sister names, Henry?
This is a special treat--
having dinner here with your mom.
So you behave, okay?
Virginia: Pam, uh, do you mind
giving us a few minutes?
Pam: Oh. Sure. No problem.
How about I go find some crispy green beans?
No almond cookies for you, Tessie,
until you eat your greens.
You know the rules.
Virginia: Now, you know six weeks is a very long time.
So you'll both have to promise me
that you will be responsible because you know how sometimes
daddy forgets to feed you dinner on time.
Tessa: Audrey remembers.
She makes us eat vegetables all the time.
Henry: Mom, can you tell her
I get to stay up until 10:00 on the trip?
She's so strict about bedtimes.
Tessa: But she lets you stay up
and watch "Have Gun-- Will Travel."
Henry: That's because she likes it, too.
She says she was a gunfighter in her past life.
Tessa: And a opera singer.
Henry: Even though she has the worst voice.
You should hear her, mom.
She and dad sing in the car, and it sounds awful.
Tessa: Do you think she told me to pick France for my project
because she knew we were going there?
Virginia: Could be.
Tessa: So what are you doing for Christmas, mommy?
Are you gonna have a tree?
Virginia: Oh, um, I don't know, goosey.
We-- we will have Christmas when you're back.
Tessa: Who's gonna give you presents?
Virginia: You will send me letters and postcards
from every place you go.
And you'll tell me everything you're seeing
and everything you're doing, and...
that will be my present.
Libby: There you go. Try it.
Robert: Oh.
The buttons are too big. They won't fit in the holes.
Libby: Are you sure?
Robert: I should go.
Libby: I have smaller ones.
Robert: I got a mama three doors down from mine
who can fix it.
Libby: What would she think of you being here?
Robert: She wouldn't like it very much.
She'd say I was just looking for trouble.
Which I'm not.
Libby: You've gone looking for it before.
That time you stole those tires.
What did that feel like--
to put a brick through a plate-glass window?
Robert: That was a long time ago.
I know better now.
Those are the mistakes you make when you're a dumb kid.
Libby: I never got to be that.
Dumb, maybe, but...
never a kid.
They called me the little grown-up.
I was so proud of that--
being good and...
following the rules.
Anything to be the teacher's pet.
But then you grow up
and there's no teacher to please,
just some idea of what people expect from a pretty girl.
You make a nice home,
and you-- you raise well-behaved children.
Don't make waves.
You don't make trouble.
And keep your voice down.
And you go along like that.
And your wanting to be good makes you quiet...
So quiet that you forget the sound of your own voice.
People forget that you're there.
Your husband forgets that you're there.
Maybe you aren't.
But then...
Then you meet someone who doesn't like you very much,
who-- who doesn't think that you're kind or good,
who thinks that you're ignorant, prejudiced, even,
which maybe deep down you are.
And this thing that you have been afraid of forever--
someone thinking ill of you--
it is...
It is almost a relief
because at least someone is seeing you.
You are not invisible.
Robert: You got nerve.
Making the argument that being discounted makes you feel alive.
I can tell you that it doesn't.
Libby: I'm sorry. I didn't mean it that--
Robert: There are some white women who want colored men
because they don't like themselves very much,
like they're lowering themselves.
Libby: Do you think I'm like that?
Robert: Are you?
Libby: I don't know.
[ Chuckles ]
I don't know who I am.
I don't know what I am.
I don't know why I want what I want,
but I just think...
Robert: What?
Libby: If you would...
kiss me,
then maybe I could figure it out.
Robert: You-- you got a neighbor across the street,
a policeman down the block,
and two little ones sleeping down the hall.
Libby: And you...
on the other side of that plate-glass window.
Austin: So, you enjoyed that?
Flo: Kind of ruins it
when I have to tell you what to do every second.
Austin: Don't I get points for not knowing
the right way to take advantage of a woman?
Flo: Oh, lighten up, Austin.
You've never played games in the bedroom before?
Austin: Oh, sure.
Sleeping Beauty.
The milkmaid and the stable boy.
[ Chuckles ]
The professor and the foreign exchange student.
Flo: [ Laughs ]
Austin: But I just don't understand playing at this.
Flo: You haven't always been this good-looking, have you?
Weren't you ever a pimply-faced beanpole?
Didn't you want to smack some girl
for looking right through you?
Screw the indifference out of her
by making her want you in spite of herself?
Austin: I think maybe...
that's your story.
Flo: Huh.
Maybe it is.
Maybe I want to be Scarlett for a change of pace.
Because I have been Rhett for a very long time.
Waiting to be wanted. Not wanting to be ignored.
It makes you do the damndest things.
Austin: Well, now that you realize that about yourself...
Flo: [ Chuckles ] When has self-awareness
ever changed a person's behavior, huh?
Has it ever changed yours?
Nope.
Sorry.
Austin: [ Chuckles ]
Flo: I'm not ready for this to be over.
So you can keep coming.
Even if the game is pretending,
it's about more than just job security.
Although, I have to say...
it would be nice if you gave a damn.
Virginia: Bill?
Bill.
What are you doing?
William: Are they gone?
I had to get that goddamn thing off.
Shirt, too.
Soaked through.
We cannot present ourselves
as the saviors of the sexually dysfunctional
without having cured a single patient first,
including me.
Virginia.
Where are you?
Virginia: What do you mean?
I'm here.
I'm sorry. I...
[ Sighs ]
It's been a long day.
William: You think people are gonna welcome us
into their living rooms?
I mean, you, certainly, but me?
Virginia: - You did well. William: - [ Chuckles ]
Virginia: Bill, Roger said so.
William: I don't have a twinkle.
Virginia: What?
William: What Shep said about Jack Kennedy.
A twinkle in his eye that-- that wins people over.
It gets them to invite him in.
I'm-- I'm not personable.
I-I don't smile.
Virginia: You smile, Bill.
I-I've seen you smile.
William: I'm the guy with sweat on his brow--
with the makeup stains on his collar.
I'm the one who's uncomfortable in his own skin.
Virginia: Stop. Please.
William: Why would people want to watch me?
Virginia: Because you have something important to say.
William: But they have to want to look at me first,
find something attractive in me.
Virginia: You don't think that you are attractive?
I find you attractive.
William: Why?
Virginia: What is it that you want me to say?
I-- What do you want, Bill? What do you want to hear?
What more reassurance can I give you?
I'm here. I am here.
I am not at home. I'm not putting my kids to bed.
I'm here. With you.
William: Yeah, well, maybe you should,
- you know? Virginia: - Ohh!
William: No, I-I don't understand.
How can you possibly want to be with me?!
With-- with this?! Someone who looks like this?!
All-- all the makeup in the w--
I'm the guy who doesn't smile.
I-I can't twinkle!
I can't fuck!
No.
J-just...
Virginia: I'm here.
William: [ Sobs ]
Virginia: Shh. Shh.
William: [ Sighs ]
Virginia: Shh. Shh.
It's all right.
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Bill: Sex is as basic as breathing...
_
...and a relationship with no sex,
your entire being will eventually rebel.
I do not want to live without this.
_
I'm not sure why it did happen.
What if you did it because you wanted me?
I love you both so much.
Will you just stop defending the indefensible?
Somebody has massively fucked up!
You're not really worried about the kids, Gin.
It's that study that you're worrying about...
I never meant to hurt Virginia.