["Star Spangled Banner" playing]
[heavy breathing]
I think your mom should go away more often.
Do you think you can arrange that?
I'll see what I can do.
-Hey... -Yeah?
Should we go up to my room?
What about Owen?
I'll put him in Charlie's room.
No, let's stay here.
Okay, but--
[laughing]
Shh! Claudia.
It's okay, she sleeps through earthquakes.
You have the softest skin.
Bailey, wait.
Bailey, stop.
Bailey, no.
No?
Uh-uh.
[theme song playing]
♪ Everybody wants to live ♪
♪ Like they wanna live ♪
♪ And everybody wants to love ♪
♪ Like they wanna love ♪
♪ Everybody wants to be ♪
♪ Closer to free ♪
[Danny] When's your assignment due?
Wednesday.
I'm in hell.
Why did I take an art class?
You said it'd be an easy "B."
Yeah, but that was before I realized
I don't have an artistic bone in my body.
Just take a picture of Danny and then call it
"a portrait of a guitarist as a young man."
You'll get an "A." Trust me.
Good idea.
What is that?
You like it?
It's pretty.
I wrote it.
You did, really?
Yeah.
Wait. Wait. Don't move.
Turn this way. Look at me.
Does it have lyrics?
No, whenever I try to write lyrics,
it always comes out sounding like bad nursery rhymes,
like cat and hat, love, dove.
[giggling]
I'm sure you're just trying too hard.
Face it, Jule, we're not all little Shakespeares like you.
You write poetry?
Kind of.
I mean, um... I used to.
Oh, please.
She wins the writing award every year.
So write me some lyrics.
What, for that?
Yeah. Why not?
I don't know. I'm kind of off the poetry thing.
Oh, come on, it'd be great.
I mean, we'd be like a famous writing team,
like Lennon and McCartney,
and we'd be able to tell interviewers
"it all started here at 1:00 in the morning in a smoky coffeehouse."
[gasping] It's 1:00?
It's not 1:00.
It's 1:06, actually.
Oh, great! I'm in trouble.
Come on, Jule. We gotta go.
Oh, I don't know. I think I'll stay.
There you go.
Stick around, watch the sun rise.
Yeah.
Yeah, well, you can tell me about it in the morning, okay?
If I'm still alive.
Okay...
-You ready? -Mmm-hmm.
Uh...
This is the bridge.
[woman singing over baby monitor]
♪ ...Said he was bad ♪
♪ But that's life My sweet ♪
♪ And you have Your last... ♪
Charlie, where'd you say this alleged nanny worked before,
The Love Boat?
Her name is Mona, and she's very experienced.
Yeah, at lounge acts.
What's this, a bid?
Yeah, a big one, so don't get food on it.
So did Mona have references, or was she just kind of cute?
She's not cute, all right?
Charlie, see this line here, this is where we show profit.
A zero on this line means no profit.
I don't need to make a profit on this, all right?
I need to impress this guy. He could give me a lot of work.
Well, profit pays the bills around here.
I'll tell you what. You take care of your responsibilities,
I'll take care of mine.
♪ Ai, yi, yi, yi ♪
Yeah, look how well that system's working.
Hey, you know, a little slack wouldn't be the worst thing in the world.
Not every bad thing that happens around here is my fault.
I mean, other people in this family screw up, like--
Me!
Yeah, like Claudia.
No. I mean me in the paper.
"Stars of the future.
The most gifted young people in the Bay area."
A big article! Look, one of them's me.
That is you.
Hey, you're quoted in here. When did you talk to this guy?
A man asked me some questions at the competition last month,
but I didn't think that he'd...
Get this, "Claudia Salinger's sophisticated interpretations
place her in a league of musicians at least twice her age."
-[Bailey] Wow. -[Charlie] That's really cool, Claud.
You should cut it out and put it on the fridge.
I never really thought of myself as a star.
[Charlie] I'm outta here. Wish me luck.
[Bailey] Good luck!
Oh, I don't think this picture's on my good side.
-Do you? -Up with the roosters again, hey, Jule?
There's a very loud lady upstairs
teaching Owen the mambo.
Yeah, you'd better get dressed. We gotta leave soon.
Don't worry, Bay, I'll get there myself eventually.
"Gifted."
That's like special, right?
[singing continues]
[Bruce] Ah, a sleigh bed.
Hmm.
It's a beautiful design, Charlie.
Thank you. Thanks.
But I've gotta be honest with you,
you're gonna maybe break even on this deal,
and you're still a few hundred above my other guys.
-Still? -Mmm-hmm.
Look, it's not your fault.
These guys, they've been working in the area 20, 25 years.
The prices they can get--
Fine. Cut it in half.
-Excuse me? -The price. I'll do it for half.
[laughing]
You'll take a loss.
That's my choice.
Half, huh?
Still have it by Saturday?
Absolutely.
I want this job, sir.
That, that's good, Claudia,
but try to get a little gentler.
You know, it's a, it's a delicate piece.
No, come on. Ease up on it.
I don't know, Ross,
I think it's more interesting this way.
Or louder, anyway.
Listen, it, it's supposed to be soft.
Think of it like a secret.
You're whispering to someone.
[sighs] All right.
But that's not how I feel it.
Well, maybe if you try it my way,
you'll like the way it feels.
Ross, I am one of the most promising youths in the Bay area.
I think my opinion should count for something.
Don't you?
[telephone ringing]
Hello?
Yeah, this is Charlie.
Oh, yeah. Hi.
Julia's absence this morning?
Right, uh, let's see, um...
What's today?
Right.
She did have a doctor's appointment this morning.
She saw her, um...
Her dentist.
Right. I mean, her allergist.
Okay.
Thanks for checking in.
Bye.
Julia!
Allergies?
What are you, stupid? They never buy allergies!
Why didn't you just announce you were cutting, for God's sake?
Why, did someone call?
Did you go to school at all, or you just hanging around at home all day?
No, I was just a little late. Who called?
Your writing teacher. I looked like an idiot.
Oh, Charlie, call him back. And tell him...
Call him back and tell him that--
You actually think I'm going to cover for you
so you can stay out all night at that club?
Forget it, Julia!
Come on, Charlie, please?
I'll give you his number. It'll take two seconds.
No!
And since when do you blow off writing, anyway?
I thought that was the only reason you still went to school.
It was first period. I just...
Look, Charlie, Mr. McQuilkin is real serious about attendance.
If you don't help me out, I'm gonna be in big trouble here.
Maybe that's what you need.
Okay...
I got her this.
Warm, cozy, perfect for a mom.
Then I thought, you know, the big 40.
Remind her she's still young.
But I don't know, Maybe a surprise party's
all the shock she can handle in one evening.
What do you think?
I think you should give your mom the bathrobe
and keep this thing for us.
For you, I mean.
All right, well, what am I going to get her?
You don't have to get her anything.
Swinging the restaurant for the party was plenty.
Yeah, I know, I know, but I want to impress her.
You know, I want her to say, "yeah, I liked him before,
but now that he's given me The Clapper,
I'm sure he's the right guy for Kate."
She knows you're the right guy for me.
Oh, yeah, how does she know that?
I told her.
So let me ask you a question.
What?
Uh, last night...
I didn't mean to push.
No, you didn't.
Because I want you to know that,
that if you're not ready,
then I can wait.
Good.
Not forever or anything.
I mean, you're pretty irresistible.
Bailey...
But it's okay. I'll resist...
...a while.
Listen, I should tell you something.
Tell me anything.
It's about this, about sleeping together.
My new favorite subject.
The thing is, Bailey...
I don't think that's something I'm gonna wanna do.
You mean, like, not now, or, like, not soon?
I mean, like...
Not ever.
What?
Are you serious?
Yeah.
What, did, did I, did I do something?
Because I thought we were...
I mean, I thought you felt--
It's, it's not you.
It's just...
I've thought a lot about this.
No. Yeah. Of course you have.
I know it sounds really queer and old-fashioned,
but when I decide
to spend the rest of my life with someone,
when I make that kind of commitment,
I want to be able to say to him, "Yeah, I've dated other guys,
but I've only done this with you."
So let's get married, then.
-Bailey... -Or, or engaged, at least, and then...
You could give me an advance,
you know, kind of like a low-interest loan.
I'm, I'm sorry. Um, this isn't...
You're not laughing.
You understand, don't you?
Yeah.
Yes.
Yeah, I understand.
[TV playing]
Hey...
Why aren't you at school?
I don't need school as much as the other kids,
you know, the not-gifted ones?
Get dressed now. I'm not kidding--
Where's Mona?
[doorbell rings]
I said off, Claudia!
You're late!
For what?
I'm sorry, Ross. I thought...
Forget it.
What's up?
I got a call about Claudia.
The Bay area chamber ensemble wants to know
if she could sub for a soloist on Saturday.
It's a nice opportunity,
but I figured I should run it by you first.
Well, anything that'll get her out of my hair
is completely cool with me.
What are they paying?
Nothing, Claudia. It's a benefit.
[sighs]
All right. I'll do it,
but no offense, Ross,
I really think I need a new agent.
And after the concert,
if you feel like dumping her off the Bay Bridge,
that'd be completely cool with me too.
And right when I'm about to tell her best friend
when to be at Salinger's, Mom picks up the extension,
but I don't think she heard.
I think she'll still be surprised.
And then the aliens returned me to Earth
to deliver their message to my leader.
Jeez, Kate, I just can't figure out
how you cannot want to sleep with me.
[Kate] Excuse me?
I mean, I heard what you said and all. I did. It's just...
I thought you were okay with this.
So did I, then I got to thinking,
it just seemed wrong or something.
I'm not saying it's never ever gonna happen.
It's just not now.
Not how we are now.
What, completely crazy about each other?
You're right, that'd be a big mistake.
Look, I just don't want to be one of those people
who just throw it away like it was nothing.
I know, but...
Like my mom when she got divorced.
She'd go out with a guy, and she'd like him, so she'd sleep with him,
and then a couple months later, he'd be gone,
and then the same thing would happen with someone else.
I mean, my God, after a while, it stops meaning anything at all.
I promise it would mean something.
Are you mad?
No. I'm not mad.
Well, you're something.
No. I'm not anything.
[engine revs]
Where did you take these?
[Nina] The weight room.
You look at that guy, You tell me that's not art.
Nina, it's exploitation.
Oh, well.
Hey, I'm not done.
[laughing]
[Mr. McQuilkin] Julia.
Oh, damn. Don't leave, okay?
-Hi. -Hi.
Nina, could you give us a minute?
Sure. Okay.
I've missed you in class.
Yeah, I've had doctor's--
[makes buzzer sound] Wrong answer.
Your brother already blew it on the phone.
You guys gotta get your stories straight.
Listen, Julia, you look exhausted.
What's going on?
Nothing. I just haven't made class, that's all.
Oh. Yeah, well...
Funny thing about my class. It ain't optional.
I'll make up the work.
You're darn right you will.
Julia, you're one of the best writers I've ever taught,
and you used to love my class, I gotta do something, here.
Like what?
I'm supposed to give you detention,
but...
I think that's a waste of everybody's time,
so I've made you an appointment with the school therapist instead.
What? Why?
Because, Julia, you're not the same person
who's been in my class the last two years.
I miss that person.
I can't just sit back and let you disappear without a fight.
You miss Kirsten, don't you?
Well, maybe if you'd behaved yourself,
if you hadn't cheated on her and lied to her,
then we, maybe, wouldn't be in this fix.
You'd have somebody to take care of you,
and I'd be able to work on the bed.
Oh, thank God.
Look, Mona, in the future, you're really gonna have to let me know
if you're gonna be late like this.
I mean, I've got stuff to do,
and if I can't count on you to be here, I mean...
I mean, if you need the time, I understand,
but you just really gotta call first, or...
[sniffing]
What is that smell?
Excuse me?
You've been drinking.
Well, maybe just one.
One?
Lady, you smell like Oktoberfest.
You're drunk! It's 11 o'clock in the morning.
What the hell are you thinking?
I think you're overreacting.
What?
Hey, you're his nanny.
That means I'm trusting you with his life.
I mean, God, you gotta, you gotta bathe him. You have to...
Just forget it. I don't have time to argue. Just get out.
Now!
Do I have to be here? I mean, is this required?
No. Absolutely not.
Mr. McQuilkin just figured it'd be easier
than getting the administration involved.
Because I'm not crazy about it.
Fair enough.
Is that my file?
Mmm-hmm.
Straight As for three straight years,
then, suddenly, we start seeing some Bs, couple of Cs.
Those are passing grades.
Unexcused absences.
Lots of kid cut class.
You're not lots of kids, Julia.
Look, I want to talk about how the last few months have been for you.
They've been really great.
Thanks.
Listen,
when you and I talked right after your parents' accident,
we talked about some of the things
that you could expect to feel.
I'm looking at your record here,
and I'm seeing someone who's really angry,
and pulling away hard from all the things
that used to really matter to her.
So,
listen, what I'd like to do, if it's okay with you,
is set up a time for you and me to talk about those feelings.
Maybe if we explore it a little,
we can help you find some enthusiasm for those things
that used to really mean a lot to you.
How does that sound to you?
You said this was optional, right?
Yup.
Great.
[baby crying]
Owen...
Does brilliant have one L or two?
Two, I'm pretty sure.
Take care of Owen, will you?
Can't. I'm busy.
Doing what?
My bio for the program.
Look, Claudia, this job is really important, and I'm way behind.
If I do nothing but work and sleep for the next couple days,
I'll be fine,
but I can't work and watch him at the same time,
and with Mona gone, there's no one else to look after him.
Well, I guess we'll be a little more careful
when we hire the next nanny, won't we?
Claudia!
How do you spell "foremost?"
[pop music playing]
What are we listening to?
Um, I don't even know.
One of those days, huh?
All right, well, tell me all about it.
Alarm goes off, you roll out of bed--
You know, Danny, the one thing I love most about this place
is no one ever asks me any questions around here.
Got you.
You had a bad day. We'll leave it at that.
Oh, I brought you something.
"Most like me."
It's a poem.
Thanks for the tip.
It's about my little brother I wrote it when he was born.
Anyways, I thought the meter might work.
You don't have to read it. It's too embarrassing.
-I'm serious. -Mmm.
You don't have to use it.
Of course I'll use it.
It's great.
I mean, I won't be hurt if you don't.
Hey, will you shut up? It's perfect.
-Really? -Yeah. Really.
Watch.
♪ Came home today ♪
♪ Wrapped up real tight ♪
[thunderclap]
Oh, man.
[thunderclap]
What are you doing?
I, uh, I've still got a lot of homework left,
so maybe we should watch the rest of this later.
Are you sure?
Yeah, I think.
Yeah.
Okay.
So we'll watch the rest later.
Okay.
[dog growling]
[Julia] Claudia, get out here now.
Julia, I have a performance tomorrow.
I need my rest.
And Thurber needs his walk, which it was your turn to give him.
Who says I didn't?
A poop in the middle of the living room floor, that's who.
Now, get out here and clean it up now!
What are you, nuts?
Poop is nothing but bacteria.
I've got a performance tomorrow, I can't afford--
I don't care if you're playing for the president tomorrow.
Get out here.
-No. -Charlie.
What's going on?
Poop in the living room. It was Claudia's turn.
There's poop in the...
Oh, gross. Clean it up, Claud.
This better be life and death.
There's poop in the living room.
Claudia.
It's not my poop. It's Thurber's.
Claudia, clean it up and walk the dog.
You guys, if Thurber runs while I'm walking him
and the tension on the leash strains a muscle,
it's not just me who suffers.
It's my public.
I owe it to my fans to stay healthy.
You don't have any fans, Claudia.
You have one.
One tone-deaf idiot at The Examiner
who thought you were cute.
You know, guys,
jealousy is very unbecoming.
Okay, Claudia, that's it.
I'm not kidding.
If you wanna be a part of this family,
you're getting out here right now and cleaning up the poop.
And washing the dishes, and sitting for Owen.
Otherwise, you're out.
[telephone ringing]
If it's the media,
take a message.
[ringing continues]
If it's any consolation, I was scared.
Hello?
[Charlie] You know your job better than I do, ma'am,
but isn't six detentions a little stiff for one cut?
[Principal] One?
Charlie, Julia has been truant six times in the last three weeks.
Every time, she brought a note claiming it was from you,
and it isn't just the cuts.
You must have noticed a change in her,
her attitude, her priorities, her choice of friends.
Are you kids seeing someone,
a therapist, someone, as a family?
We did, but now we just
kind of deal with these things ourselves.
Do you?
Do you talk to each other?
Yes, of course.
About the accident?
About what you're all going through?
You know, Charlie, these things won't solve themselves.
If you need help--
I can handle it.
I mean, if things are falling apart, tell us. We'll help out.
Nothing's falling apart, ma'am.
Julia messed up. You told me about it. I'll take care of it.
[school bell rings]
Because there are outside organizations--
I said I can handle it.
[Kate's mom gasping] Oh!
What is it?
Well, it's the catalog from the Annette Langston exhibit.
I adored this show. How did you know?
I saw a picture of hers in your gallery, so I figured you liked her.
I think she is fantastic.
This is so thoughtful of you, Bailey.
Thank you so much.
You're welcome.
Score.
You know what you want?
Yeah. Her, alone with me, my bed, buck naked.
Or do you need a little more time?
Oh, no, no, no. I'll, I'll have a Coke.
Katie, how did you pull all this off without my knowing?
It was easy. You're oblivious.
[laughing]
Don't let her make light of it.
She worked on this for weeks.
Yeah, but Bailey did all the hard stuff.
Oh, Bailey, on top of this gift?
How can I ever thank you?
Well, since you asked, you could tell your lovely young daughter
to throw away all her moral and ethical beliefs
in the interest of satisfying my base, carnal desires.
It was nothing. Really. I was happy to do it.
Okay, I'm going to get mushy here, for a second.
Oh, God.
Well, I am.
I want to say to you, Bailey, and, well, to everyone, I suppose,
how happy it makes me to see you two kids together.
I couldn't have dreamed up a nicer beau--
Mom, that's such a stupid word.
Oh, all right, a boyfriend, whatever.
A nicer guy for my Katie.
Can I get anyone anything else?
Yeah, may as well throw in some sex toys, some whipped cream,
what the heck, handcuffs. Use your imagination.
He is an absolute saint.
[turns table saw off]
[Julia] I'm making tea.
You want some?
Listen, Jule,
I've been thinking.
I don't know what I'm doing around here half the time,
and...
Maybe I've been doing this wrong.
You know, I mean, all this time, I've been worried about what you've been up to,
going out to clubs and all that.
But, you know, maybe I should've been thinking about why.
Come on, Charlie.
Because I have no idea what you're thinking
or, you know,
feeling,
about Mom and Dad.
I'm not feeling anything.
Look, Jule, I know how hard it is
to talk to other people about all this...
But you could talk to me.
[sighs]
Why do we have to do this?
You know, Charlie,
I'm so tired of every single person
every single minute of every single day
looking at me and wondering how I'm feeling.
Everyone's just concerned.
I know,
and I know they'd all like me to be the way I was before,
'cause then it would make them feel like I'm okay,
but being that way doesn't make me feel okay.
So why is it such a crime that I do some things
that actually make me feel better?
I mean, why is that so bad?
I don't know, Jule.
I don't want to be a drag.
So I won't cut classes anymore and I won't fail out of school,
but, Charlie, that's all I can promise you.
You know, 'cause I've found a couple of places
where people don't look at me funny,
so I want to keep going there,
'cause I feel like a real person there,
and that feels so good to me, I can't even tell you.
[Kate] 32, 34, 36...
So four more.
I can add.
Sorry. I thought I was being helpful.
Yeah, well, I'm not an idiot.
Fine. Good for you.
There.
One to grow on.
Why are you doing this?
I'm not doing anything.
You're the one who made this totally arbitrary decision about us
without even asking me how I felt about it.
I need your permission not to sleep with you?
You don't have to put it that way.
You can put it however you want, Bailey,
but it all boils down to the same thing.
You punishing me for not giving you what you want.
That is not true That is not what I'm saying.
Don't make this sound like this is just about me wanting to get laid,
because it's not, Kate, it's about us.
I want...
I really want to make love with you,
and, and I totally understand "not ready," or "not yet."
I understand, "let's give it some time."
I could give you so much time, but you're not asking me for time.
You're asking me just to forget about it, and that...
...that changes everything.
Why?
Why does everything suddenly hinge on this one issue?
A week ago, we weren't sleeping together, and you were perfectly happy.
A week ago, we were heading somewhere.
Everything was going to get better and better
and more and more, and all that, and now...
-What, now? -Now? Now there's a wall.
You've, like, drawn a line at sleeping together,
and, I don't know, maybe I'm crazy, Kate,
but I don't think I'm the only person
who thinks that that's part of being together.
What, so that's what this is to you?
The only reason we're together is to have sex?
No, it's not the only reason, but it's important,
and if I can't ever, I mean, God, Kate, I'm 16.
So am I.
I guess that means different things to us.
I guess it does.
Hey, there, you two. Better hurry up.
Getting antsy over there.
We're coming. We're coming.
[Sander sputtering]
I know it's late, and you need a good night's sleep, but...
I'm really desperate.
I'll never hassle you as long as I live
if you'll just help me out this once.
It'll be fun. We'll all pitch in and have, like, a sanding party.
I really, really need your help. What do you say?
Sorry.
Too risky.
You know, you can't buy love like that.
[Charlie] Okay, ground rules,
sand with the grain, not against.
Start with the coarsest paper, work your way down to the finest.
Water and bathroom break every 45 minutes,
and go!
Hey, Char...
You ever have trouble convincing a girl to sleep with you?
Not that I can remember.
Didn't think so.
Thanks.
Hey, Jule, you know what I was thinking about?
What?
Remember when I first moved out?
I came home for dinner one night
and bitched about the fact that the only mail I ever got was bills,
and for every week after that for, like, six months,
you'd send me a letter.
I forgot about that.
You were like, what, 12?
Yeah, I guess.
God, I can't even remember what I put in them.
They were these great stories about what you were up to,
only they were completely made up.
I remember one.
You said you'd met up with this pack of orangutans who took you to back to Africa
and fed you peanut butter and honey sandwiches and made you do the Lambada.
[laughs]
How embarrassing.
No, Jule, they were great,
and they were really you, you know?
What do you mean?
Making up stories, writing them,
it comes so naturally to you.
You're a really good writer, Jule,
and, look,
I'm not the best advice-giver or anything,
but I really think whatever happens, you shouldn't give up writing.
I mean, if you want to not get straight As, I can understand,
but whatever you do, you should write about it.
♪ Stop in the name of love ♪
♪ Before you break my heart ♪
[singing along]
♪ Baby, baby, I'm aware Of where you go ♪
♪ Each time you leave my door ♪
♪ I watch you Walk down the street ♪
♪ Knowing your other love You'll meet ♪
♪ But this time Before you run to her ♪
♪ Leavin' me alone and hurt ♪
♪ Think it o-o-ver ♪
♪ I've been good to you ♪
♪ Think it o-o-over ♪
♪ I've been sweet to you ♪
♪ Stop, in the name of love ♪
♪ Before you break my heart ♪
♪ Stop, in the name of love ♪
♪ Before you break my heart ♪
♪ Think it o-o-ver ♪
♪ I've been good to you ♪
♪ Think it o-o-ver ♪
♪ Haven't I been sweet to you ♪
♪ Think it o-o-ver ♪
♪ I've tried so hard... ♪
[turns music off]
What are you doing?
I wanna help.
You'll hurt your hands.
But, Charlie, you asked me.
What was I thinking about, a big star like you?
Besides, an artist needs her sleep.
It's okay. I don't care.
Go to bed, Claud.
You owe it to your public.
Too mean?
[both] Nah.
Well, I've got one question for you.
What?
What are you doing working in that restaurant?
[laughs]
Well, you know how it is getting started.
-Heck, yeah. -It's kind of hard to make a living.
Yeah, I know.
Well, I'll see if we got any more jobs like this.
I'd like to help you out.
I'd really appreciate it.
Oh, uh, this is...
We cut the price in half, sir. This is too much.
That's what it's worth.
-Really? -Mmm-hmm.
Well, thanks.
No problem.
Listen, I'm headed down to the office right now.
Why don't you come down with me. I'll introduce you around.
Oh, um...
Could I swing by tomorrow? It's just, I got some place I need to be.
Sure.
Yesterday, she suggested we put our business relationship down on paper,
just in case.
What does she think you're going to do, sue her for half her earnings?
[laughs] I guess.
She also asked me what I thought
about her going just by the name Claudia.
You know, like Midori?
-Or Cher? -Yeah.
[Dan] Claudia.
I'm Dan Barton.
I wrote the article. Did you see it?
Listen, this was a wonderful performance, really something.
Well, now that it's official, how does it feel to be a child prodigy?
No comment.
[Charlie] Hey, Claud... Hey, let me carry that for you.
Come on, why don't you get up.
Let me give you a ride outta here.
[Claudia giggling]
[Claudia] Whoo!
Should I come out?
Maybe. Yeah.
Are we breaking up?
I don't know, are we?
I think about it, and it seems so crazy, but then...
I see you,
I don't know, do anything, put your hair behind your ears
or fiddle with your necklace, and I just...
God, Kate, I just think,
why do I always have to stop myself from...
Why do I have to feel so bad about this?
How do you think I feel?
Every time we're together,
it's like I'm this huge disappointment to you.
I don't mean to make you feel that way.
Well, you do.
I mean, God, suddenly this is what everything is about.
Every time we kiss, it's there, this thing.
A big "please."
And then a big "no."
It doesn't work for either of us...
Does it?
I guess not.
I'm going inside.
[heavy metal finish]
[cheering]
[guitar playing softly]
♪ He came home today ♪
♪ Wrapped up real tight ♪
♪ I watched him all mornin' ♪
♪ I watched him all night ♪
♪ I'm tryin' to figure out ♪
♪ Who he's gonna be ♪
♪ Everyone says That he's most like me ♪
♪ They're crowdin' around him ♪
♪ Watchin' his face ♪
♪ Waiting for flashes ♪
♪ Of brilliance and grace ♪
♪ They say that he's special ♪
♪ He's different, he's new ♪
♪ But I think he's wonderin' ♪
♪ What they want him to do ♪
♪ He has tricks he performs ♪
♪ That make everyone roar ♪
♪ He sees how they love it ♪
♪ So he does them some more ♪
♪ And it's Makin' them happier ♪
♪ So it must be right ♪
♪ It's makin' them happy ♪
♪ So do it all night... ♪
[Julia] It wasn't the prettiest song in the world,
and it wasn't the loudest,
and you couldn't really dance to it,
and it definitely wasn't anything
that was gonna cure cancer or end world hunger
or stop the war in Bosnia,
But it was kind of sweet,
and some people seemed to like it.
And it was hers, and she knew it,
and that was enough.
♪ But the littlest things ♪
♪ Can make him cry ♪
♪ Hair wrapped Round his finger ♪
♪ Somethin' in his eye ♪
♪ I'm tryin' to figure out ♪
♪ Who he's gonna be ♪
♪ But everyone says That he's most like me ♪
♪ Everyone says That he's most like me ♪
[Julia] The end.
♪ Everyone says That he's most like me ♪