Dorian is being haunted by Jessica.
Dorian: Jessica, please, go away and leave me alone.
Jessica: I’m going to tell, Dorian, you killed my baby.
Dorian starts to run out of the house; she opens the door and runs into RJ.
Dorian: Oh!
RJ: Hey, hey, it's ok what's going on? What's got you so scared?
Dorian: RJ, Jessica's going to tell everyone that I did it.
RJ: So Jessica's going to ID. you as the hit-and-run driver?
Dorian: Yes.
RJ: She came out of her coma?
Dorian: She doesn't need to. She appears to me. She talks to me and the looks that she gives me --
RJ: Now, come on, Dorian, this is just the fear talking.
Dorian: No, RJ, it's real. She just stares at me, and it's not the look of terror she had when I hit her. No. No, she gives me a look of revenge and anger.
RJ: well, then it's definitely the fear. Jessica's not a vengeful person.
Dorian: I can't get away from her. Do you understand? She's everywhere that I go. She was at the art gallery. She was here when I came home.
RJ: No. No, Dorian. stop it. You are just letting your mind play tricks on you.
Dorian: I can't go on like this!
RJ: Ok, ok. ok, then you just need to get some sleep.
Dorian: And how could you possibly expect me to sleep?
RJ: I don't know. Take a sleeping pill.
Dorian: No, because then it would be worse; and then I would dream about Jessica following me. I’d see myself once again behind the wheel of the car, looking, seeing the terrorized expression on her face. The sound of her -- you know what I think? I am going to have to turn myself in.
RJ: Oh, no. No, no, you are not going to have a Cramer moment at my expense. There'll be no insanity plea, because if you go to the cops now, you'll get a padded cell and I’ll be doing life.
Dorian: But I keep seeing her!
RJ: Well, you're having posttraumatic stress or something. It will pass.
Dorian: I don't think so.
RJ: You're not confessing to anything, ok? Look, Sykes and Tea are already on a tear about this thing. They're still looking to pin a murder charge on whoever was behind the wheel.
Dorian: Dear God, why?
RJ: You can do this. You can do this. Just hold it together and trust me. We got rid of the car. You've got a bill of sale that's dated before the accident, and it all looks perfectly legal. Dorian, you can do this, ok? You can do this.
Dorian: Ok, I can do it.
RJ: So everything's all right, huh? You're going to trust me on this?
Dorian: And Lindsay's not going to get into any trouble?
RJ: Don't -- don't worry about Lindsay. She'll be fine, ok? Llanview's finest aren't the brightest, but at least Bo Buchanan's got something of a mind. He'll take care of her.
Dorian: And he's sleeping with her.
RJ: Ok, see? So everything's cool, right?
Dorian: I guess so.
RJ: Don't guess, Dorian. Know. Be sure, ok? And I don't want you rushing off to confess as soon as I leave.
Dorian hears someone at the front door. She starts walking toward the foyer.
Dorian: Oh, good. That must be Kelly. She hasn't come home, and I was worried about her. (RJ grabs her and pulls her back) What are you doing?
RJ: We wouldn't want her wondering why you're up so late.
Dorian: You know RJ, I could tell her. She'd understand.
RJ: No, don't -- don't count on it. Shh. (and then RJ puts his hands over her mouth.)
Dorian: What made you do that?
RJ: I’m trying to protect you from yourself.
Dorian: Why didn't you cut out my tongue while you were at it?
RJ: Well, don't tempt me. now look, you just -- you just get some rest.
Dorian: Ok. RJ, wait, wait. I really want to thank you for being such a good friend.
RJ: Well, I must be crazy. You'll call me in the morning?
Dorian: Yes. But I want to tell you one other thing. I promise you -- I promise that if Bo does have half a brain and he somehow latches onto me –
RJ: No, no, no. He won't --
Dorian: I swear to you, no matter what, they will never hear from me that you helped me.
RJ: Go to bed.
Dorian: Ok. Good night.