Before there was sex...
Before there was the city, there was just me,
Carrie... Carrie Bradshaw from Castlebury, Connecticut.
You seriously didn't have to come see me off.
I'm crazy about you.
I'm Samantha.
I'm having sex with your husband.
Feels like you haven't totally
worked out the open marriage thing.
I like you, which means I don't wanna share you.
You're engaged? To who? To Harlan.
You have a job at “Interview” Magazine.
But I'm going to N.Y.U. in the fall.
Why waste four years in order to get a job
that you've already been given?
Take the job. You were born to write.
You always were wonderful with words.
You are throwing away college.
And if you get fired, what will you do then?
- Well, I don't know but... - What do you know?
I know that I'm taking the job!
I need to follow my dreams, too.
I'm going to California.
Thank you for being here for me.
Of course. Always.
The Carrie Diaries 02x13 Run To You Originally Aired on January 31, 2014
==sync, correction by dcdah== for www.addic7ed.com
Milestones... In ancient Greece,
stones were set up at each mile
as a way to mark the path
so that travelers could know how far they'd run.
♪ I studied nuclear science ♪
♪ I love my classes ♪
In modern times, we have metaphorical milestones
to show how far we've come,
to acknowledge momentous moments in our lives.
♪ I'm doin' all right, gettin' good grades ♪
♪ my future's so bright ♪
♪ I gotta wear shades ♪
For us, our high school graduation
definitely fits the bill.
- I can't believe we did it! - Really?
I kinda can't believe I did it.
Pretty sure you were a given.
Oh, it's so weird to think in just a few months,
we'll all be scattered across the globe.
And you, my friend, leave in a week.
I know, but just for the city.
With a job and a paycheck,
living in your hot boyfriend's loft.
Only for a few weeks until I find my own place to live.
- Either way, totally cool. - Well, tell that to my dad.
- He hasn't dropped the silent treatment? - Nope.
Who would've guessed your dad would be
the understanding one?
I am as surprised as anyone.
Who knew he would take the news so well
that I'm going to Pratt?
Maybe our dads switched brains.
I'm just excited you'll be in the city with me.
Stop making me jealous.
Oh, please, you're gonna be 20 minutes away
from your macho military man.
While I'll be hours and hours away from everyone
slaving away at the most prestigious college
in the country all by my lonesome.
Oy, vey. Let the pity party begin.
Hi, Mr. London!
Hey, kids.
So, Mouse, you're needed for pictures with the faculty.
Are you ready?
Yes, I'm ready for my moment.
West's moment as well.
As co-valedictorians,
you'll both be in the annual picture.
Right. Of course. I'll be right there.
Hey, what are the odds that you guys would
get the same G.P.A. down to the decimal point?
3%. Ugh.
Be back soon.
I'm so proud of you! Hi!
And you looked gorgeous up there.
Thanks!
I am one of the few people that can pull off maroon and gold.
Oh, oh!
That's so funny, babe. Isn't she the greatest?
- She is. - The best.
I heard someone say “The best.”
are you talking about me?
No, actually, we were talking about me.
Whoa, look at you and your newfound
sense of confidence. I like this new Maggie.
Me, too.
- Did we just agree on something? - Yeah.
But don't worry. We won't tell anyone.
While it was warm between some,
it was definitely cooler among others.
Okay, so I think we have that one.
Great. Glad that's over.
- I mean, glad you got the photo. - Yeah, same.
Well, congratulations, you two.
As you both know,
the valedictorian's awarded a gift...
In your case, co-valedictorians.
Yes, I am very excited.
We will reach out to you when your gift arrives.
Terrific. Can't wait.
So, congratulations.
To you, too.
I heard you're going to Princeton.
Yeah. I have a shot to play basketball there.
That's great.
Well, it was... good to see you.
Definitely.
Good luck at school.
You, too.
Well, that was...
Awkward.
You winning the Dr. Daniel Banes Book Scholarship Award,
since you won't be needing books this year.
- You're not taking this? - No, you can have it.
Since you won't be going to college.
Yeah, yeah. We all know you're disappointed.
But can you just lay off today? She just graduated.
Thank you.
Although, are you just being nice to me
because you wanna move into my room?
That and you looked so hideous in that cap and gown,
I didn't want the day to get any worse for you.
Aw, that was sweet of you.
I thought she looked great in that cap and gown...
So much so that I'd like to see her in another one
in four years.
It is only June.
Maybe you can still get your spot at N.Y.U.?
Dad, she is not going to change her mind.
I took the job at “Interview.”
I know I'm on my own.
But hopefully, you can believe in me
and the decisions I've made.
I can't.
Because I truly feel that you are ruining your future,
and I will not condone that.
Don't worry.
He can't stay mad at you forever.
You're his favorite.
His favorite daughter to be mad at.
Will you at least be nice to him when I'm gone?
I'll try, but I can't promise.
I'm still me, after all.
It was time to put away childish things...
and become a working girl.
Thank you.
You ready for the big day?
Um, I think so.
I'm trying to read up on everything
so I have ideas to pitch when I get in.
Ah, there's an article in here about Larissa.
What about?
They are calling her a modern day Medici,
a benefactor to the burgeoning art scene in the city.
Oh, get this.
“With Harlan's money and my taste,
we're going to take the art world by storm”"
I can't believe that I work for someone
who has articles written about her
in the “Arts and Leisure” section of the paper of record.
That can only be good for you,
having your wagon hitched to hers.
I mean, look at us.
We're making it big in this crazy city.
Well, my stuff's more in California,
and I may need to think about being there more.
Yeah, of course. I mean, I figured as much.
Maybe I can pitch story ideas so I have to head out there
for a few days.
And then we can take our trips together.
Sure. Yeah.
Well, I gotta go.
I don't wanna be late on my first day.
Have so much fun, Bradshaw.
I will do my best, Kydd.
I know. I have to tell her.
While Sebastian was feeling guilty,
Samantha was feeling lucky.
Samantha, hey.
Elliot. Well, what a surprise.
How are you?
You know, hanging in.
Well, good for you. Hang in there, baby.
I'm running a bit late, so...
You gotta get in there for a race?
How do you know I'm here to bet on a horse?
We're in front of the O.T.B.
And a deli and a hair center for men.
You told me you come up here and bet.
I love the idea that betting relaxes you.
It did until you showed up.
Look, I've been thinking about you a lot.
I was hoping to find you. I don't know where you live.
Very few people do.
But...
I needed to see you.
So, I might've been hanging out here in between my classes.
N.Y.U. is 60 blocks away.
Are you stalking me?
Maybe?
You're married.
And I told you, I can't see you.
I know. I know.
I don't understand what's happening to me.
I-I'm a scientist. I know that sex
is a purely physical act.
But with you, it's... it's more.
It's like I crave you.
I keep searching for this biological explanation,
but there's none.
I don't know what to do.
I do.
Why don't we go inside and bet on some horses?
Maybe it'll relax you.
Keep your head down.
And, Lyle!
Get me that cappuccino machine. I paid for it.
Well, I borrowed it from a photo shoot,
so it's mine.
Everything good? What are you doing?
Need help?
What does it look like I'm doing?
I'm clearing out my desk.
But why?
Because I've been fired.
From “Interview”?
No, darling, from Charivari.
Of course from “Interview”"
what the hell happened?
Andy's fragile ego happened.
The wigged wonder can't handle anybody else in the limelight!
You didn't mention him in the piece?
I just got so carried away talking about me,
that I forgot.
Anyway, screw him.
I don't need him or his magazine.
Well, what will you do?
I'll... plan my wedding.
Redecorate the apartment, buy art, sell art!
I was in the arts section of “the New York Times”
I can do anything.
Yes, you... you totally can.
Um, so...
What will this, uh, mean for me?
Who will I be working for next?
Oh, darling. You're fired, too.
When you hitch your wagon to a star, well, you know.
You fall when they do?
I wouldn't exactly say “fall.”
but, yeah. In a nutshell.
But if I-I could just explain my... my situation,
I think you... I-I am truly sorry, Ms. Bradshaw.
But unfortunately, matriculating at N.Y.U.
This fall is not an option.
There are no slots.
But you accepted me.
And you turned us down.
Yes, but that was before my circumstances had changed.
You wanted me a month ago. Don't you want me now?
I'm a... I'm a really hard worker.
I am truly sorry, sweetie.
But we went to the wait-list last week.
So I missed my shot by a week?
Three days, actually.
What should I do?
Look, you... you can sit down with the head of admissions
and plead your case.
Okay, great.
And then maybe you'll get in for spring,
definitely for next year.
Well, what am I supposed to do for the next seven months?
Get a job?
Well, that's what caused
this whole mess in the first place.
Well, that was a mistake.
Oh. Is that what a mistake sounds like?
I always confuse that with an orgasm.
I meant that I had the orgasm with you.
There's nothing wrong with what we're doing.
I'm in an open marriage.
Does your wife know you stalked me?
I prefer “Hang around where you might be."
Or that you think about me all the time?
No.
Or that I think about you all the time?
You do?
Look, I admit that this is confusing,
but I don't want to let you go.
Well, too bad, buddy, 'cause I am outta here.
I don't do commitment,
especially not with someone who's already committed.
My mom did that enough for the both of us.
Well, Elliot...
it was nice to see you,
and I hope I never have the pleasure again.
Wait, wait, I... I know what you're doing.
Leaving.
You're trying to run away from me.
I'm just trying to walk out of your apartment.
No, it's a biological imperative.
When the body has an adrenaline rush,
it stimulates your desire for fight or flight.
It's totally natural.
Well, if it's totally natural, then bye-bye I fly.
You don't have to race out of here.
You could stay and fight.
Or... not fight.
Honey...
It's better if I run because when I fight,
well, it can get ugly.
What time is your bus?
At 4:00.
Mm. So we only have three more hours together.
I miss you already.
Same.
But just think, in the fall when I'm at C.C.S.U.,
we'll only be 20 minutes from each other.
Can you stay in my dorm?
I'm not sure.
And I know I can't stay in the barracks,
although that would be interesting.
Mags, you're too much.
Look, let's not worry about that.
We've got months to figure that out.
Yeah. Of course.
You know what? I gotta go hit the men's room.
You wanna grab the checks? We can head out, take a walk
or... something.
I like the sound of something.
Hey, do you have any chapstick?
Yeah, it's in my jacket.
Hey! How was your first day?
Guess you're doing such a good job
they're letting you leave early.
I didn't get to do my job at all.
I got fired.
What?
Or more specifically, Larissa was fired,
and then I was just swept out with the trash.
And then I went to N.Y.U. and found out
that fall's not an option either.
Why didn't you call me? I did.
You didn't answer.
Oh, I must've been walking Ollie.
So what have you been doing for the last few hours?
Just wandering around in shock.
I thought about drinking myself into oblivion,
but then I decided, who wants to drink alone?
So you wanna drink?
- It's 3:00. - So that's a no?
Uh, maybe we should talk before we drink.
What is there to say?
Well, I've been trying to figure out a way
to tell you something.
- Something kinda big. - Okay.
And I haven't known how because, well, your... your life is here.
Well, not anymore. There's nothing for me here.
The city has officially turned on me.
Maybe that isn't a bad thing.
Maybe it would leave you open to other opportunities.
Like what?
Because I still think drinking the day away is a good one.
So I've been mulling around
with the idea of moving to Malibu for the company.
I-I need to be there to see if this investment
could be something.
Just for the summer. Maybe for longer.
So you'd leave Manhattan?
I haven't wanted to because I don't wanna leave you.
But maybe now I wouldn't have to.
You could come with me.
To California?
For a few months.
You could take walks on the beach.
I-I could teach you to surf.
It would be an amazing adventure.
Lots of material for your writing.
And we could be doing it together.
So what do you say?
Whoo-hoo!
We're going to Cali!
Are you using the royal “We”? Because I'm pretty sure
I just said I'm going to Malibu with Sebastian.
Wouldn't you want a friend there?
I could keep some of Sebastian's hot surfer boys company.
I wouldn't want them to get lonely.
Why would you leave the city?
Because I'm a nomad. And when the need comes,
nomads move on to greener pastures.
Or bluer oceans.
It's really that easy for you to just pick up and move?
Not just easy. Essential.
Well...
I hate moves.
That's because you hold on to too much.
It's because I hold so many things
and so many people very dear.
Well, that's your first mistake.
At the first sign of trouble, you have to be ready to run.
Hey, there's nothing wrong with running away.
It's in our D.N.A. It's actually a safety valve.
At least that's what Elliot says.
So you saw Elliot.
Is that why you're suddenly talking about moving?
I might've... accidentally slept with him.
How does that accidentally happen?
He stalks you in actually a cute and romantic way,
and then you fall for it, and then you think,
“Yikes, I gotta get out of here.”
so less accident and more train wreck.
You don't have to move! It's a big city.
Look, this might be hard for you to see
because your life's always been about stability.
Not anymore.
But for me, running has always brought me to better places.
The first time I ran away from home to get away
from my mom and one of her deadbeat boyfriends,
I wound up in Miami
working at one of the hottest clubs in town.
Well, maybe there's nothing for you to escape from now.
How I feel about Elliot?
Well, how exactly do you feel about Elliot?
Scared. Excited.
Vulnerable.
- Well, you can't run away from that. - Sure, I can.
I don't acknowledge it, then it'll just go away.
So if I never tell my dad that I lost my job,
and I'm moving to Malibu, that will go away?
See? Running and hiding has its appeal.
Mmm, yeah, it does.
Well, look at the little lovebirds.
Tommy, my friend, we are.
I cannot wait to marry this woman...
So much so we're moving the wedding up.
Oh, it's two weeks from Friday.
So mark that day in your calendar.
Mm. It will be a day that goes down in infamy.
So I guess you decided against a big wedding?
Are you high on crack cocaine?
A small wedding? Why would we even bother?
Well, I just assumed since it was so soon that...
It's going to be ginormous. It's going to be over the top
and totally inappropriate.
That's my baby.
Mmm.
And since I'm not at “Interview” anymore,
I can use all of my talents and focus and energy
to make sure no one in this town talks of anything else
for the rest of the year.
Wait, you're... not at “Interview” anymore?
Oh, Tom, I feel absolutely horrible for Carrie.
And I promise you, I will try to help her find a job.
I mean, after I finish planning our wedding, our honeymoon.
I hope the fact that Andy blackballed me from publishing
doesn't hurt her.
Carrie lost her job?
She didn't tell you?
So what do you think?
What kind of napkin?
What difference does that make?
Well, if it's from Hooters, he's definitely cheating.
If it's a cocktail napkin, he's thinking about cheating,
and if it's a paper dinner napkin,
well, he took her someplace cheap.
But he's still cheating.
- The name on the napkin was Jess, right? - Right.
Maybe it's a guy.
Even weirder.
Oh, my God. Am I dating another gay guy
and I don't even know it? Is that my thing?
I don't get a gay vibe from him at all.
Pete is a great guy, Maggie, and he loves you.
And it's not like something in the last week
would've changed that.
Have you been acting at all desperate and needy?
I.E., like yourself? Guys run from that.
He did start acting kind of strange
when I started talking
about what our lives would be like in the fall.
Uhh. Case closed. You scared him off.
You didn't ask him specifics like what days you'd be together
or how'd you be together?
I may have brought it up a couple times this week.
Oy.
I'm sorry, but those are important questions.
Not three months out!
Yeah. I agree with Donna. Kinda scary.
So I ran another guy off with my desperation? Great.
I'm gonna be alone forever.
I think you should just talk to Pete.
Maybe it's not what we think.
Maybe there's a good explanation.
But just to be safe, I'd wear waterproof mascara.
I'm guessing there could be a few tears.
They say you can run...
But you can't hide.
Dad?
So I decided to go to Malibu.
Um, probably just for a few months.
Maybe a little longer.
I'm done here, Carrie.
I don't know what to say.
Well, you could say you support my decision.
But that would be a lie.
Well, can we at least talk about this?
No.
You know how I feel about the decision that got you here
and the choice that you're making now.
But you are 18 years old, and I can't stop you.
So when are you leaving for California?
Um, after Larissa's wedding.
I guess we can say our good-byes then.
It's hard to know in this world
if you're running towards or away from something.
The markers, the milestones look the same either way.
So how do we know if we're moving forward
or just moving?
And for some reason, I was moved to come here...
to Weaver's.
Carrie.
While I was reaching out to someone meaningful
from my past,
Maggie was hoping she wasn't about to
reach out to someone meaningful to Pete's present.
I thought you were going to talk to Pete.
I am.
Right after I hear this bitch-slut's voice.
What if it's a guy?
Well, then I can stop freaking out
and spending my every waking moment
figuring out how I'm gonna tear this bitch-slut cooze
limb from limb.
Maggie...
You agreed. Talking to Pete...
Shh, it's ringing.
Hello?
Say something. No!
Say something. Say... no!
Hi. Is Jess there?
This is she.
It's a friend of Pete's. Do you know him?
Pete O'Malley?
Don't be silly. Of course I know him.
Ask how well.
How well?
I'm sorry?
How well do you know Pete?
I... well...
Did she just hang up?
So it sounds like you've made a really good decision.
I hear great things about Malibu.
I think so.
I'm trying to envision myself as Joan Didion,
stepping away from the city
so I can find the space to write.
Yeah, I'm not like that.
I need the crush of people to inspire me.
What? Are you worried about going?
Well, Samantha says I'm not good at change.
But I guess who is?
Samantha?
Yeah, she can definitely roll with the punches.
I'm not sure I can.
I think that's why I'm so hesitant.
Is that why you came to see me?
You looking for someone to tell you not to go?
No. I have my dad for that.
I guess I just wanted someone's honest opinion.
And I can't talk to Sebastian about it.
I don't want him to think
I'm having doubts because of him.
Because I'm... I'm not.
But you are having doubts.
Well, yeah, it's a big move.
I mean, what's gonna happen to me? To my writing?
You're talented wherever you are.
A zip code isn't gonna change that.
You were a huge part of me
becoming who I am as a writer.
You challenged me.
But you also took me seriously and helped me own my writing.
I think you give me way too much credit.
But if it means you think of me every now and again,
I'll take it.
Yeah.
Well, you were my first.
So you'll always hold a special place
in this kooky brain of mine.
Good.
And if you decide to, you know, come...
or decide not to go at all...
I'm here.
Just a phone call away.
So... how was work today?
Fine.
Anything interesting happen?
Yeah. My youngest daughter was being nice to me.
Really? What was that like?
It was kind of scary.
Not so fun for me either.
Look, I promised Carrie I would be nice to you.
Well, I wouldn't worry about it.
It's not like Carrie's so good at keeping her word.
Dad...
Carrie didn't promise you anything.
She never promised you college
or staying close by.
I felt like we had a deal.
She knew what was expected of her.
It wasn't a promise,
but...
I trusted her to do the right thing,
and she broke that trust.
Because she isn't making the choices you would make?
It's always been hard for me that you and Carrie
have so much in common.
But now I realize it's been easier on me
because you don't expect so much from me.
Dorrit, that is not true. I want so much for you.
Yeah, but you don't expect me
to want the same things you want.
So why do you expect that from Carrie?
While Dorrit was giving my dad something to think about,
Mouse and West were being given the gift of encyclopedias.
Whoa! These are the really fancy kind.
Wait. I think this box only has half the alphabet.
Mine, too. Where are the other boxes?
They must not have accounted for two valedictorians.
So... what do we do now?
You two are Castlebury's best and brightest.
I'm sure you'll come up with a compromise.
Uh, but, Mister... ugh.
What are we supposed to do with one gift?
This place looks so...
Empty.
I was gonna say “sad,”
it's weird to think someone else will be living here.
Has Larissa found anyone to move in?
Not yet. I think she's trying to decide
whether it's actually time to let it go.
I don't know how she ever could.
Wait until you see the view from the cliffs at Point Dume.
It'll make leaving here a lot easier.
I talked to Shane today.
He said Ollie is loving the beach.
Oh.
And most of our stuff arrived.
“Our stuff”"
Mmm. I like the sound of it.
Me, too.
Mm.
You ready?
Yeah.
In that moment, I wondered why we say good-bye
when we leave something we love.
Because most often,
the parting feels painful and sad.
There's nothing good about it.
We should go.
We don't wanna be late for the wedding.
Good-bye.
Okay, this is incredible, even for Larissa.
They shut down the terminal?
How'd she plan this in two weeks?
This is what unlimited energy
and an unlimited budget look like.
Well, looks pretty good.
Oh! Look! There's Bennet and Walt.
What exactly is Bennet wearing?
- Don't ask. - Why you're wearing that?
No. Why Walt isn't.
Okay, we won't.
I'm giving Larissa away and marrying them.
- Oh, that's so sweet. - - Isn't it?
Her father couldn't be here.
Apparently, being the king of a tribe is a lot of work,
so she asked me to stand in his place.
Well, if this is a preview of what Larissa is going to wear,
I cannot wait. You don't have to. Larissa needs you.
Well, I need you.
You've gotta convince her to stop taking muscle relaxers.
So the bride's in usual form?
Pretty much.
You don't mind if I go?
Not at all. Go save the bride from herself.
Here comes Mr. Bradshaw.
- Walt, good to see you. - Same.
- Sebastian. - Hi, sir.
We miss having you around the house.
So quiet without...
You and Carrie.
Um...
But I guess that's what happens when people grow up.
Look, Mr. Bradshaw,
I never wanted to come between you and Carrie.
That was never my intention.
You know what? I should check if Bennet needs help.
I know, Sebastian.
This isn't about you. It's about Carrie.
But it's about her happiness, and we both want that, right?
I know that you're going out to California
to chase your dream, but Carrie...
she's not running towards something.
She's running away...
from her mistakes, from potential failure,
and... I didn't raise her to run away.
Okay, this stalking thing is getting old, fast.
And maybe it seemed romantic even a week ago,
but now it's the creepy kind...
The stalking kind of stalking.
I know. I must seem insane.
Yes, you do, and normally I like insane,
but this is too much.
I told you I didn't wanna see you again,
and I'm not gonna run away just because you were here.
You are gonna have to leave even if I have to fight you.
You're too beautiful to fight.
I am beautiful,
but I'm also strong as hell, and I will take you.
This place is my safe space. You need to leave.
You need to go back to your wife and never come back.
I left my wife.
For you.
For me?
I told Sally I was in love with you...
which I am.
So what does that mean, exactly?
I mean, are you looking to have another open relationship?
Because... I can't believe I'm saying this...
I don't want that.
I-I don't want that either.
Look, I don't think I was happy in my relationship
for a long time.
That's why I pushed for an open marriage.
I was searching for something...
- something I found with you. - Oh.
My beautiful shiksa princess,
when I think about love,
I think about planes,
because that is where we first did the dirty deed.
Oh, no.
I really don't wanna hear this.
You had never joined the mile high club before.
And I was proud
to open your eyes to sex in a very small bathroom,
and now every time I walk through an airport,
I think of you and how one trip
where I practically tore my hammy...
Is how we found love.
Oh, I love you, baby.
Don't kiss yet.
Larissa, your vows.
- Oh. - Oh.
- Harlan... - Mm-hmm.
I love this airport.
And not just because we did it
in the first class lounge as well,
but because people come here running to and fro
to catch flights that will take them on adventures
to places they've never been,
to see the world...
all things that I wanna share with you.
But airports aren't only about leaving.
They're also about people coming home
to their families, to their loved ones,
and that's what you are to me... my family, my home.
We all need a-a place to come home to,
and in you and this amazing city, I have found it...
My home.
No. I don't want the “x.”
nothing in the world that ever happened...
That was interesting started with “x.”
well, I don't want “q”"
and I want the “m” and the “w.”
- Are you two idiots still fighting? - Excuse me, sir,
but we are the best Castlebury has to offer.
Well, you sure don't act like it.
Well, now I feel stupid.
Me, too.
Why are we fighting over this?
It's just a bunch of books.
Because... I'm a hideously competitive person
who pushes the people I love away.
- No, you don't. - I pushed you away.
I... can't believe you didn't run,
screaming for the hills months before.
You weren't so bad.
Most of the time, I just thought your intensity was sexy.
And now?
Still sexy.
Oh.
You're not coming, are you?
I want to.
But I can't.
I belong in this city.
This is my home.
And even though there's nothing for me here...
no job, no college...
I have to stay here
and fight for my life.
And... if I go with you...
You'd just be running away from your problems
and not embracing your life.
You need to be here.
I love you.
I'll always love you.
You're gonna be amazing, Bradshaw.
One day, I'm gonna see your byline
in some magazine or newspaper,
and I'm gonna know I was lucky enough
to have loved that girl.
Oh... if we're doing the right thing,
why does it hurt so much?
I don't know.
I should go.
Yeah.
I don't wanna make you late for your flight.
Bye, Bradshaw.
Good-bye, Kydd.
That's when I realized it isn't good-bye
because it feels wonderful.
It's good-bye because it feels so final,
like maybe it's for good.
I am happy, Tommy boy.
Oh. I'm happy for you.
Mmm.
Ah, okay, enough already.
So she's not staying in New York. Big deal.
Or going to college or finding a way to make a living.
Well, at least she's not in rehab like George.
Yeah, that's why he's not here.
Apparently the kid can't handle his liquor
or his drugs.
Sometimes I wonder if he's mine.
I'm sorry man. That must be hard.
Eh. I've been a lousy parent.
Made my life all about me, not about him.
Well, I did the opposite, and what did I get for it?
A great kid.
So what?
So she's a little lost.
That's part of growing up...
becoming someone interesting.
Let her know
when it gets bad...
She has you to run to.
The girl introduced me to my gorgeous bride.
Don't let her leave thinking
she isn't the gem that she is.
You're a good man, Harlan.
Yeah, I'm softening in my old age.
Or maybe... It's what love does.
I'm so sorry.
Do you mind if I interrupt
and get a dance with my daughter?
Oh, no, no, not at all.
I'm gonna go find my husband.
Oh. I love the sound of that... “husband.”
I remember when you were a little girl,
and you loved dancing.
I mean, anytime we were at a party or a wedding,
you never wanted me and your mom to dance...
Just you and I.
Yeah, no wonder I have so many issues.
Oh, it was sweet.
You'd put your feet on top of mine,
and we would waltz.
I think I remember that.
Yeah. And I just...
It's just hard to believe that
that little girl's all grown up.
And that she's leaving.
Dad, I'm not going.
This city is where I belong.
But... but...
I don't have a lot of answers.
Well, any, really.
All I know is that I have screwed up royally.
But I'm here
to fight for the life that I want in this city
as a writer.
And I'm not gonna ask you for a dime.
I will find a place to live. I'll find freelance jobs.
I'll try my hand at waitressing.
Whatever it takes to make it.
And you don't have to worry about me.
I promise.
I'll always worry about you,
because you'll always be my kid.
Sometimes to chase after your future,
you have to stop running
and plant yourself in one place.
Take a stand and fight for what you want...
and know that even after the darkest of nights,
the dawn will come.
And you will find a place where you don't have to hide.
A place to call home.
This is nice... Breakfast at the diner.
It's what we used to do.
Maybe those encyclopedias aren't so bad after all.
But I really don't want them.
Me, either. They're so big and heavy.
And it's not like Harvard doesn't have them.
Should we donate them to the high school?
I like that idea.
I'm really glad
this is the way we are saying good-bye.
Me, too.
Why don't you just do your laundry at the base?
They use too much starch.
And I like the way your soap smells.
It reminds me of you.
It's like you're with me even when we're not together.
You don't have to do this, you know.
Huh?
I mean, you don't have to act all romantic all the time.
I don't expect anything.
I mean, I do. I expect a lot,
and I deserve it, too, but it doesn't have to be with you.
I don't think I'm following here.
I know about Jess.
Maggie, I can explain...
This... this is why you were so cagey
when I asked about your plans for the fall...
Because you were gonna break up with me by then?
You don't understand. Jess isn't a girl.
Uh, I talked to her.
She hung up on me when I asked about you.
Walt was with me.
I mean, she is, but she's not a girl to me.
She... works at a jewelry store.
Oh, and instead of cards,
they give out napkins with their numbers on it?
Yeah. I'm not buying.
Jess' husband, who I bunk with,
wrote her number down so that I could call her
to get something... for you.
Okay, wait. If you got me something, where is it?
Here it is.
Are you... are you... are you proposing... to me?
I wanted to do it in a nice restaurant or something,
but... yes, I am.
Look, I know we haven't been together that long,
but I feel like when you know, you know,
and I know.
I wanna spend the rest of my life with you.
And I was trying to change the subject
about our plans for the fall
because I was hoping, if you said “yes,”
we'd be living together in our own quarters.
- But maybe this is too soon? - Yes.
- It is. Uh, you're not ready. - Yes.
No, no, no, no. I mean, I mean,
I mean, no, it's not too soon. Yes, yes. I say yes!
I say yes, I say yes.
Hi.
Um... I have some surprising news.
Can I see you?
Okay, Bambi. You better start dishin'.
I'm staying,
and Larissa agreed to let me sublet her place.
Well, this is a hell of a lot better
than the places I'm looking at.
Well, at 550 bucks, I can't afford it on my own.
So... I was thinking maybe if I had a roommate?
Are you thinking me?
'Cause I know last time we tried this,
it didn't work out so well.
Well, I think we'll be fine,
as long as you don't try and share my underwear.
Oh, I stopped wearing underwear, so it shouldn't be a problem.
Of course you did.
So what do you say? You and me? Living together?
Honey, I'm in.
♪ Alive and kicking ♪
They say running is a solitary endeavor.
♪ Stay until your love is ♪
But not for me.
Being together as we chased our dreams
made the ups and downs just a little bit better.
♪ Oh, ba-da-da-da ♪
♪ ba-ba-da-da-da ♪
And this was the group I wanted to run with.
♪ Ba-da-da-da ♪
♪ alive and kicking ♪
♪ oh, stay until your love is ♪
♪ ba-da-da-da ♪
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