Phil: [aside to camera] June 10, 1988. Carla Concannon and I spent the afternoon frolicking at the public pool. Later, at her house, things got private while a 45 of carly Simon's "Nobody Does It Better" played. It was my first time, her first time... with me. I always thought it'd be fun to own that 45. When the record store finally called that morning, I ran right down so I wouldn't miss the repairman. I had to have it. It was the chance to relive those magical 3 minutes and 42 seconds, which was also the length of the song. But then it dawned on me. I was cheating on my wife with the red-hot memory of another woman. I could not let Claire find out. I had to destroy the evidence. Luckily, I'm cool under pressure. What?! No! When did he? Come on! There were a couple of snags, but I think I covered my tracks pretty well.