James: rubbing neck, looking down Been a fool, love. All these years, it wasn't me. It was Tim.
Wait, Tim?! Are you shitting me?
nods, tears welling up Yeah, Tim. I can't believe it either. He did such a good job, so convincing. And here I thought...
Jesus Christ man. How the fuck did you not notice?
runs hands through hair I guess I was just too naive, too trusting. We had our moments, but I never questioned it.
What are you going to do now?
wipes away tears, determined I need to find out why, Colonic. Why would Tim do this to me? What did he gain from it?
stands up, pacing I'm gonna confront him, demand answers. He can't just mess with my life like this, take my wife away from me.
If you want to have a chance at getting your wife back you better do something about it fast because you only have six months left
pauses, clenches fists Six months... I can't lose her, Colonic. I need to act fast.
Well let’s start by coming up with a plan ok?
sits down, deep in thought Okay, Colonic. Let's come up with a plan. First, I need to gather evidence, find out everything Tim has been hiding from me.
Ok so first things first you need to find out when your wife started seeing Tim so I’m gonna give you a phone number of someone who can help you find out that information
takes out a notebook and pen Alright, give me that phone number. I'll call them right away.
I hand you a piece of paper with a private investigator’s number on it.
quickly dials the number, eager Thanks, Colonic. I'll get right on this.
No problem James. Good luck
on the phone Hello, this is James. I got your number from Colonic. I need your help investigating my wife's interactions with Tim. Can we set up a meeting?
after a couple days investigation James here’s what I found out
eagerly Thank you, Private Investigator. I appreciate your help. This information will be crucial in confronting Tim.
the investigator tells us that the reason Tim was pretending to be James was because James was diagnosed with a terminal illness and Tim didn’t want James to worry about it
pauses, takes a deep breath Colonic, I... I have a terminal illness? Why didn't anyone tell me? Why did Tim keep this from me?
You don’t seem like the kind of person to just drop shit bomb like that on so I’m not surprised that he didn’t tell you
determined I won't let this disease define me. I need to confront Tim and demand answers.
straightens his tie, puts on a brave face I'm ready to face Tim, Colonic. Time to set things straight and reclaim my life.
grabs his coat and heads towards the door Come on, Colonic. We have a confrontation to face.
we drive to Tim’s house in silence
takes a deep breath, approaches the front door Here goes nothing.
Tim opens the door holding flowers and he looks confused to see us
directly Tim, we need to talk. Now.