Private Practice

Dell: It's not raining. Addison (unenthused): Yeah. Yippie. Violet: Yeah. I'm starting to agree with you... about the magic. Addison: Thank you. Thank you.

Addison: For what it's worth-- Pete: Don't say anything nice to me. Addison: I wasn't. Pete: You were. I don't need you pity and I don't need your sympathy. Addison: I was going to say that whatever you did for Cathleen in there... I hope it works. They deserve a perfect night. Pete: Oh. Addison: I get a little... I need... Uh-- I'm a little lost here. Pete: My wife went to sleep beside me in bed on a Tuesday night, on Wednesday morning when I work up, she was dead. It was one bad night. But... all our nights were bad and we never had a perfect night. Not even our wedding night. Nothing's perfect, nothing's ever perfect. (walks away) Violet (walks up): That's the most that he's ever told anybody about his wife.

Addison: Why is everyone always pushing Pete on me? Naomi: Why are you pushing so hard against him? What? You wanna belong here? You wanna be part of this place? Then you need to accept that Pete is part of the solution. Addison: Wisdom coming from a cake feign. Naomi: Well, I just take all these feelings... the rage, the exuastion, the sexual frustration, the desire to run Sam down with my car... The fact that my child now thinks that Sam is the good parent... I just shove it down as far as it will go and then I put some food on top of it. Addison: Maybe you should just talk to Sam instead of inhaling 4,000 calories a day. Naomi: You know what? You find your magic your way, I'll find my magic mine. Addison: Violet said that I should cut Pete some slack. Naomi: Yeah, you should. Addison: The 'why' is what I'm missing. Naomi: It's the anniversary of his wife's death.

(talking about Cathleen) Dell: She's checking her history to see if she can find anything that might have caused the vaginismis. Addison: Dell! Dell: What, he asked. Addison: He snooped. Pete: You really don't wanna try my thing? Addison: Your thing? What? Creatively visulizing the parting of the red sea? A gentle flower opening... Pete: You know, Addison, the way we work around here is... Addison: Yeah, I know. You utilize each other. Pete: We take it slow. Your solution is what? Put her in surgey? This woman is not gonna die if she doesn't have sex. Addison: Oh, please, if it was you going without you'd be begging to go under the knife. My highly skilled knife. Pete: I knew that it was too much to hope that a double board certified surgeon to not be the most arrogant--- Addison: Arrogant? See, you got a god and a budda complex all rolled up into one big arrogant... I got this. Back off. (Dell glares) What? Oh, come on, Naomi is this close to a diabetic coma because of your cake, so, your way worse.

Dell (sees Addison who's soaking wet): Still raining. Addison: Yeah. I see that. (walks away) Dell (sets a cake on the counter): I made you another one last night. Naomi: I-- I really shouldn't. Dell: This time I baked chocolate chips inside. Naomi: I can't. Thanks. (begins to walk away, turns back and takes the cake) You know, maybe somebody else will want it.

Naomi: Here's your cake carrier. Dell: You ate the whole thing? Naomi: We. I- I didn't eat a whole cake. I- I couldn't... I-I-- I wouldn't. I -- couldn't.... It was really good. Dell (smiles): Well, I'm glad that you liked it.

Naomi: Make sure that she does her homework and shows it to you. And she can talk on the phone, just make sure she doesn't go on the internet because you still don't have that thing that blocks the child predators. Sam: Goodnight, Naomi. Naomi: You know, shuffling Mya back and forth, it's just not practical. Sam: We are gonna be fine, Mya's gonna be fine. You and your head can take the night off. Naomi: It's just that she's a girl. (the elevator doors start to close) Mother's know more when it comes to girls!

Cathleen: I'm a virgin, Dr. Montgomery. Addison: Oh. Cathleen: I know, no one waits this long. It's weird. Addison: It's not weird. It's suprising. Cathleen: I didn't wanna give it up in high school to some band geek in the back of his dad's car, you know? College I keep thinking he's coming... the one. And I wanted to wait for him. And I thought I wanted this long, I should hold out. I want it to mean something. I wanted the fairy tale. I wanted it to be special and perfect... I wanted the... Addison: The magic. Cathleen: Exactly, some magic.

Violet: So how do you feel? Pete: Like it was a waste of time. I talked to a rock that's over my dead wife's body. Helpful. Violet: You're in a rut. You're stuck. I need you to jump start your emotions and face them. Pete: You know, I hate to dispairage your profession but-- Violet: I am good. I am brillant. I had a patient this morning, trapped in a marriage for 19 years. But today he's ready to ask for divorce. I got him out of his rut. He's reday to move on. Pete: You like yourself an awful lot today. Violet: I kick ass at my job. I rule. (the elevator dings) Tuck? Woman: Is this her? Are you the theopist that told my husband to divorce me?! Pete (whispers, to Violet): You do, you do rule.

Addison: I did a little research and I think my patient should try your thing. Pete: You want my thing? Addison: My patient. My patient needs your thing. Pete: What? No comments about my dirty talk? Why are you being so nice to me? Addison: I'm not. I-- Can you help or not? Pete: I have an opening at three.

Cathleen: We've been married for three weeks and I haven't been able to do it... even once. Addison: Oh, sex. You couldn't... Jeffery: She's worried that something's wrong with her. Cathleen: There is something wrong with me. My hoo-ha is broken!

Pete: You drank all the orange juice. You hogged the covers. You put our dog to sleep. You never took my side. You were mean to me. You withheld sex. You were cold. You were a mean, cold bitch! And I hate you! I hate you so much! (kicks headstone) I'm sorry I couldn't save you.

Naomi: You know what? Enough with the cake. I don't want your cake. I don't need your cake. I... I didn't ask for your cake. I'm all caked out. You know whose cake I want? I want Sam's cake. I want Sam's cake, but Sam's not baking a cake. He's not baking a cake for me. So could you just... Addison: Nai... Dell, she's going off sugar for awhile. Dell: I'm not gonna stop bringing you cake. (Naomi tries to charge him, Addison and Violet restrain her) Violet: Dell, Dell, no more cake! Naomi: You know what? It's just that Mya likes Sam better, you're mad at me for bringing you here, and this boy is baking cakes at me! Addison: Okay. Shh. We're gonna get through this. Naomi: We are? Violet: Yes. That's why you have us. Addison: We're gonna get through this together. Naomi: Just... when is something good gonna happen? When is... when is there gonna be a little... Addison: Magic? Yeah, that's the unending question.

Cooper (they are watching Addison, Naomi and Violet eating cake): See their getting happy over cake, if I could get happy over cake... Well, then I wouldn't be a man. Dell: Exactly. The secret to women. Cooper: Oh, like you know the secret to women. You're a child. You can barely grow facial hair. You don't know anything about women yet. Dell: Figure out what they want and give it to them. Cooper: Well, yeah that's... You baked that cake? Dell: My grandmother baked that cake, but Naomi doesn't need to know that. Figure out what they want and give it to them.

Naomi (talking about Cathleen): She's 35 and she's never... Addison: Nope. And the gates are closed, locked, welded shut. Violet: Holding on to your virginity for that long? I think it's sad. Addison: It's not sad. It's sweet. Okay, not being able to have sex with your husband when you want to, that's sad. But the waiting? I mean, what's wrong with wanting a little magic? Violet: I lost my virginty when I was 17, and it was not magic. A lot of friction, I had rug burns in bad places. Naomi (chuckles): You know, I didn't get the magic until Sam? I didn't know it could be magic until Sam. (eats some cake) Addison: I can't remember the last time I've had some magic. Naomi (with a moutful): I hear that. (they laugh at her) What? Violet: How can you eat that much sugar this early in the morning? Naomi: What? Dell made it. I'm just being polite. What's with all this magic talk anyway? First L.A doesn't have it and then... Addison: I don't know, the first time I was here I felt more magic-iky. Violet: Well, yeah. You kissed Pete. Addison: I did not kiss Pete. Pete kissed me. Which I did not ask for it. I don't even know if he's normal. I don't need that kinda damage, no matter how fancy his lips are. Here he comes. Pete (walks in, they are all silent): You're talking about sex, aren't you? Addison: We were talking about a patient... Who can't have sex. Peter: Well, send 'em my way. I'll get 'em going. Addison: You know, this is a very serious issue. This is a woman who has needs, who has wants, who needs and wants magic in her life. This is not a dirty little joke that you can make your dirty little jokes about, dirty man. Pete: You don't know me at all. You think you do, but you don't. So don't call me names.

Addison: I've tried everything and she just -- she just can't. And she deserves... He's her guy. He's her one. Naomi: Marriage without sex. Pete: Happens all the time. Violet: Maybe it's psychological. Addison: Can you see her? Violet: Umm... Actually, Pete should see her. Pete: What? Violet: There are excellent studies about guided actualization and that's his area. Pete: That's my area. Addison: What?! (Addison looks like she was about to make a remark, but Violet stares her down) Naomi (holding out a fork-ful of cake): Want some cake? Addison (eats the cake): Mmm. Sweet mother of chocolate. Naomi: I know. Violet: You realize you're replacing sex with food? Naomi: You want some? (holds out a fork-ful to her) Come on. (Violet eats it) Violet: Holy mother... Addison and Naomi: Mmmhmmm.

(About Pete and Addison's patients who come in hugging them and thanking them) Cooper: What did they do that was so great? Sam: Yeah, what did they do? Violet: They saved a marriage. Naomi: Magic? Addison: Magic.

Cooper: It's really nothing to worry about. Mother: What? No, she's blue. Cooper: Understood. Mother: Light blue.

Addison: Where are the beautiful people running in slow motion on the beach? Naomi: What? Addison: This is L.A. L.A. Is supposed to be full of swimming pools and movie stars. L.A. Is a place that you lured me to with your champagne wishes and caviar dreams. Naomi: Okay, first of all, you need to start watching more current tv. And second of all, it's just a little rain. It'll... it'll pass. Addison: It's not about the rain. I, I mean, it is about the rain. But, I'd be fine with the rain if everything else was just a little more... Naomi: What? Addison: I had this whole dream about moving here... That, that it would be better and... special. And that I would be... I don't fit here. I'm a surgeon. And I think like a scientist. Naomi: There's no science to this. Dig, in... Make friends. Learn how to play well with others. Addison: It's raining. Naomi: Not to get all Pete zen on you, but it's raining every where.

Pete: Violet says I should come here and talk to you. I don't believe in it. But Violet says... she thinks I'm not gonna heal, which is so... until I say this thing to you, I'm not gonna move on. That's what she says. I don't know. But I'm gonna say it just in case she's right. You were a lousy wife, and I hated you. Okay. There, I said it.

Addison: It is raining. Sam: You're wet. Addison: Because it is raining. It rains in Seattle, which is where I left my umbrella. It does not rain in Los Angeles. Dell: It rains in L.A. It's raining right now. Addison: Really? Right now? (starts wiping herself off with tissues Dell is handing her) Naomi: Mya's staying at Sam's. For the whole week. She asked to stay at Sam's. Cooper: She's growin' up. Naomi: I hate it. Violet: Are we doing the morning meeting? Naomi: Well, Sam's gonna be late because he's taking Mya to school. Cooper: Where is Pete? Violet: He is running an errand. (Cooper and Violet walk away. Dell sets a cake on the counter) Naomi: Is that a chocolate cake? Dell: Yeah, I made it. But you can have some if you want. Naomi: Addison, you want some chocolate cake? Addison: Can I talk to you? (walks away) Naomi (takes the cake): Thanks.