Melrose Place1992

Matt Fielding:
You were awful busy while I was laid up in the hospital. So, that's why you had those guys beat me up so you could tamper with the results of your psychological evaluation.

Dr. Kimberly Shaw Mancini:
[makes a very evil smirk] I have no idea what you're talking about. Do you lie awake all night dreaming these accusations?

Matt Fielding:
Oh, no. You are...

[reads from a file]

Matt Fielding:
"Intelligent, impetuous, caring." Princess Di, maybe, you... never. You changed this result.

Dr. Kimberly Shaw Mancini:
Still have no idea what you're talking about. It's all right there in black and white.

Matt Fielding:
It's a forgery. But the testing service doesn't keep copies. You knew that, didn't you?

Dr. Kimberly Shaw Mancini:
I would imagine that changing those results would be as easy as say... changing the blood-alcohol level in a car accident report.

Matt Fielding:
I did that to save your precious little Michael. I owed him for giving me this job. If it wasn't for me, he'd be locked up in Lompoc right now, and you'd be baking hacksaws into Devil's Food cake for him to put to good use.

Dr. Kimberly Shaw Mancini:
[sneers] Wow, it must be so nice to have a job that leaves you so much free time. Now if you don't mind, I have rounds.