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♪ ("PSYCHO HOLE"
BY ASHWARYA PLAYING) ♪

Good morning, followers.

In New York,
Thanksgiving is more

than a day to plan
seating charts,

triple check
that New York Times recipe,

and brace for family arguments.

♪ Where am I goin'?
It's dark and it's cold here ♪

♪ I can hear the voices pleadin'
For my permission ♪

♪ I'm tryin' to hold on... ♪

Thanksgiving is also the favorite holiday

-of yours truly.

It's a time to be grateful
for what matters.

And this year,
I'm most grateful for you.

For your secrets, your lies,

and all the tips
you've given me.

So try to enjoy the tryptophan
and relax.

It's all set. Prep all morning,
visit Grandma, dinner at 5:00,

then It's a Wonderful Life.

So, who are you inviting?
Julien and Davis?

- Obie?
- How about no one?

What? We have to keep
this Friendsgiving alive.

An open door is an open heart.

And that looks better
on a pillow

than it sounds out loud.

I'm just--
I'm not feeling very festive.

And Obie has plans already,
I'm sure.

They don't celebrate
Thanksgiving in Germany.

Dad, can't it just be us
this year?

You usually love
a table full of people.

What's going on?

But don't relax too much.

- Love you, Dad.
- You, too.

Because no matter
where you might be celebrating,

I'll always have a seat
at the table.

There you are.
Here I am.

- And here I go.
Wait. No breakfast?

I'm meeting someone
before class.

I wanted to talk to you
about something.

- It's important.
- I'm already late.

♪ Fallin' down the psycho hole
I'm fallin', crazy ♪

♪ Crazy, yeah
I'm just goin' so crazy ♪

The important thing
is to keep her life

as stress-free as possible
as she transitions back to home.

I have prepared the house
just like you said.

It's gonna be
an intimate holiday

just for the two of us.

I know it's been a long road.

I hope you've had someone taking
care of you during this time.

♪ Me ♪

♪ ("FOCUS" BY H.E.R. PLAYING) ♪

♪ Can you focus on... ♪

A few. Thanks, Doctor.

-♪ ♪
Akeno.

Sorry. What were you saying?

Your father said
he left a message.

You haven't called back.

Uh, he didn't say to.
He just said,

"I know-- I hope you understand

that I will always support you,
blah, blah, blah,

stay away from hooligans."

Hooligans?
Who is he, Clint Eastwood?

He loves you.
And he wants you to be happy.

Yeah, especially
if it's good for business.

Yeah. What he did
was unfortunate,

but he's still your father.

You don't have to
agree with him,

but you still have
to talk to him.

And if you ever wanna talk
to me...

- I'm good.
- Yeah, you're...

Um...

You-- you're good. You're good.

♪ Baby, can-- ♪

-♪

-♪

What's on the phone?

Nothing, surprisingly.

Don't start. I am great.

I haven't slept this well
in years.

I have twice as much
closet space,

no denim in my eyeline,

and I don't have to Dyson up
the dusting of potting soil

that Pops left behind every day.

I am out of a decades-long
cable knit-mare,

and it's fantastic.

Well, you look like a guest
at Canyon Ranch,

you haven't done your hair
in a week,

and you canceled Thanksgiving.

You think I wanted to cancel?

It's not my fault
things changed.

Look, we'll make it great.
We'll order from Il Buco,

put on a Merchant Ivory,
double mask.

Our own Canyon Ranch.
The queer father-son one.

The abandoned queer
father-son one.

You see, this is why
I can't make myself up.

I'm gonna look
like Chelsea Handler.

- Wait. Do you smell that?
- Claridge's and Ruinart?

Baccarat Rouge 540.

But the only person I know
who wears that is...

Up, on the left.

Oh!
That's it.
Be careful with those.

Yes, ma'am.
- Saskia.

Oh!

You look more like me
every day, mon fils.

- And so do you, my love.

- Bless you.
Darling?

Guest room's on four.

- Yeah, just up through there.
- You can just leave it,
it's fine.

- That's it.
- What are you doing here?

I thought you were doing
that Mike Leigh?

No, that got intense. Yeah.
So, he rents me this tiny flat,

makes me live in it
so I can get into character,

then I find out
there is no movie

- and he is just into me.

Can you imagine?

He's old enough to be
my first boyfriend, darling.

Oh. Oh!

This is Michael Caine,
your new baby brother.

Careful, he pees
when he's excited.

He's just like me
when I was pregnant with you.

Do you remember?
I was pissing everywhere.

You know
I love a Saskia surprise...

Giddy, you invited me.

But then I left you a voicemail.

Darling, the only people
who leave voicemails

are assistants
and David O. Russell.

And I'm keeping those in case
I'm ever deposed.

Also, this-- oh, this. Yeah.

There was an actual stampede
at the Chiltern

when I met Paul Mescal.
Or I should say, Paul Mescaline.

That man's beauty,
literally hallucinogenic.

Oh, I do hope I've arrived
in time to help supervise.

Where's Roy-Roy?

I've got these illicit photos
of Jude and Phillipa's garden
he asked for.

Darling, have you come
from a spin class

- or--
- Roy...

moved out.

What? No!

Oh, darling, you must tell me
all about it right now.

Also, please let's use
my cream rinse.

It's from Hershesons.
This is just...

Anybody could see us here.

It's Le Pain.
We're good.

This close to school?

We're having breakfast together,
Obie. Big deal.

- We're friends.
- No, friends do not do

what we did, all right?
I don't--

I've felt sick all weekend.

So have I.
She hasn't messaged me back.

Yeah, no.
She hasn't been answering
my calls.

We're terrible people.

We're not.

Sometimes good people
do bad things and don't realize

until it's too late.
And now they have to pretend

that those bad things
never happened.

I mean, you think maybe
that she can, you know, that--

that she'll understand?

I can't lose her, Obie.

What happened was just a moment.
That's it.

It wasn't real.
It's just an echo.

I should've--
I should have never...

We...

should have never.

What are we gonna do when we--
when we see her? I mean--

We looked for her.
We couldn't find her.

We tried to contact her
all weekend.

But we should keep our distance,
starting now.

I'll take Fifth.
You take Madison.

Why did Dan Humphrey always give
himself Thanksgiving off?

It's one of the juiciest days
of the year.

A, don't ever say "juicy" again,
and B, he probably went insane

writing all those posts
about himself.

This thing is all-consuming,
and I barely do anything.

Which is why I never take
days off, especially now.

You can refresh it all you want.

Once media's deleted, it's gone.

- But does he know we saw it?
- We share the account.

There's no way he'd know
who saw it,

- unless you told him you did.
- Well, we should tell someone.

He slept with a student.
That's--

Morally reprehensible,
yes, but not illegal.

Max is 17. I checked.
It's the age of consent.

But Rafa would still get fired.

It definitely crosses a line,

but there's more
of an age difference
between you and Nick Lott.

Max Wolfe sent us that video.

He wanted Gossip Girl
to post it.

I mean, for all we know,
Rafa ghosted him

- and it's revenge porn.
- I miss revenge porn.

We need to find out
if Rafa knows we know.

And if he doesn't,
we need to decide

- what to do about it.
- Nothing. We have no proof.

Your hair, it's cool.

Thanks.
I am trying something new.

- Uh, as are you, apparently?
- New things can be cool, right?

Yeah, but, um,
they can also be weird.

- Are you talking about--
- What? No. Why? Are you?

- You are.
-Buongiorno, amanti.

I was wondering when
I was gonna see you both again.

- Why are you so happy?
- Well, my birth mom,

she is in town
helping my dad feel better,

which allowed me to remember

how we all made each other
feel better.

What have you guys
been up to, huh?

I've just been at the hospital
all weekend, and...

Full Tarkovsky MO, me.

Wait, you haven't
seen each other?

I think we saw enough
of each other that night.

Oh, okay. I--
I see what's happening.

Okay. Well, look.

Side effects of having
your first threesome

may include feelings of regret
or shame, or...

the intense desire
to wanna do it all over again.

That-- that one's me.

I think I'm gonna be late
for Mandarin.

Hey.

I've dealt with this before,
okay?

You have each witnessed
your partner with someone else.

The weirdness is understandable.
But it is important

that you guys go
and fuck each other...

-...as soon as possible

to reclaim
that connection, okay?

The first sex
after a threesome,

it is-- it's--
it's indescribable. Okay?

So I suggest
that you skip out first period,

and then slip into me third?

I mean, I'd be into it.
I just keep thinking

about that time you guys
kind of left me out.

I keep seeing that time
that you two were very much in.

- I'll see you at lunch.
- Uh...

Hey, man. Did you get my text?

Uh, yeah. I was...
I was busy with, um...

- You okay?
- Yeah, I'm-- Yeah, I'm all good.

Well, are we still on
for tomorrow?

Our annual anti-Thanksgiving?

Me, you, and Jodi
for a double feature

- at Film Forum?
- I got-- I have plans.

Is everything okay?
Like, you can tell me.

Yeah, well, you can tell me
anything too,

but it doesn't mean that you do.

Is this about me?

- Look, I-- I gotta go, man.
Obie!

Hey, Z.

Julien should hear this too.
Jules!

Hi.

So, I'm guessing you both know
what this is about?

Uh...

Thanksgiving.
My dad was hoping you'd join us.

- Who?
- Both of you.

I assume you usually
spend it together,

and now that we're all cool,

I figured
it wouldn't hurt to ask.

In Buffalo, we had
an open-door policy,

so I'm gonna invite everyone.

- Uh...
- That is so nice,

but um, my dad and I have
this stay-at-home tradition,

so I wouldn't want
to disappoint him.

- And-- and you and Aki
just hang out.
- Yeah.

- They don't like
to celebrate, so...
- Yeah. We commemorate the, uh,

the National Day of Mourning,
actually, so...

With Russ & Daughters
and a Marvel movie?

-♪ ♪

Really glad to see you, though.
I tried you all weekend.

Um, I know. Um...

I don't know.
I just thought maybe...

Thought what?
I mean, I-- I wanted to see you.

I missed you.

Maybe we can hang out
after school and, uh,

make up for lost time.

- Yes, please.
- All right.

Why do I do this to myself?

Do what? Give me a hint.

Is it the shoes?
Is it the clothes?

- I'm kidding. I'm kidding.
- Ha, ha, ha.

I don't know.
I've just been letting my mind
play tricks on me.

You shouldn't.
It's never what you think it is.

- You're probably right.
- Lunch later?

- Sounds good.
- Okay.

Ms. Keller!

Hi. What are you doing
for Thanksgiving?

Um, my dad and I do this thing
where we invite everybody

who has no place to go.
It's pretty amazing.

It usually turns
into a little salon, and--

That's super kind, but, um,
have you run it by your dad?

Yeah. It was his idea.

- Inviting me specifically?
Mm-hmm.

While I appreciate the offer,
I do have plans. Thanks, though.

Hey, Z. What's wrong?

I'm just trying to scrounge up
some people for Thanksgiving.

So far no takers.
I'd invite you,

but I know you have plans
with Obie.

Well, apparently not this year.

Yeah. It confused me too.

Thanks for the invite.

You definitely are never getting
recruited for Quantico.

This is a teacher's lounge.
We're all teachers.

And we're gonna stay that way.

- I know you saw it.
- Saw what?

- You know what "it" is.
- That deepfake?

- It's real.
- I knew it was real.

Also, what's your workout plan?
'Cause--

- A student? How could you?
- I know it was wrong, okay?

He pursued me.
He followed me after work.

I tried to hold off. I did.

You expect us to believe
a student was
the aggressor here?

We-- we are talking about Max.

I don't have to
explain myself to you.

You're a teacher.
You're supposed to know better.

And even if you deleted it,
that video still exists.

It's only a matter of time
before he shows it

to someone else.
He already DMed

asking why we haven't posted it.

He's not gonna show it
to anyone else.

- And neither are you.
- You don't call the shots here.

On the contrary,
I changed the password

and logged you out the minute
you walked in this room.

- What the fuck are you--
- Doing? Protecting myself.

I made a mistake,
but I can't lose

my entire career because of it.
I didn't take advantage of him.

I didn't abuse
my position of power.

It wasn't even illegal.

But it will still destroy me.

You can't keep this
from us forever.

Do you think I'm interested
in your shitty teen tabloid?

I'm holding it ransom.

I figure three months of digging
through people's trash

has made you
pretty good detectives.

Excavate whatever you can
on Max

so that if he ever tries
anything again...

- I can take him out first.
- But it's Thanksgiving.

And when you bring me
what you find,

I'll prove how thankful I am

by giving you back
what you want.

- And in the meantime...

-...I got you covered, baby.
-♪ ♪

Damn. He's good.

Holiday update from yours truly.

Here to serve a second helping

of something
you can be grateful for.

In the tradition
of my predecessor,

I've decided to take the day off

and give thanks of my own.

Nothing scandalous ever happens
over the holidays anyway, right?

So hold those you love close,

and be grateful
for what you have.

Because without me to guide you,
who knows what'll happen?

-♪

Okay, I feel like
I'm going crazy,
so I'm gonna give you one chance

- to tell me the truth.
- The truth?

I didn't forget
what you said at the protest.

- You're still in love with Obie.
- And he chose you.

We were together a long time,
so, okay,

it's taking me a little while
to get over it completely,

but I will.

Because I want what's best
for him and you.

Then how come it always feels
like you guys

are having private conversations
whenever I show up?

Those conversations
are about you.

The truth?

Obie feels like you've been
pulling away from him.

Yeah. That's why he's been
acting so weird, and he just--

he doesn't know
how you feel about him anymore.

- Really?
- Really.

You know him. Whenever he feels
unsure about something,

he just completely shuts down.

Major character flaw.
But if you still feel about him

the way that I think
that you do, just reassure him

that everything's okay
on your end.

Trust me.

Okay. Um...

God, I-- I hate
being mad at you.

I hate it too.
It's terrifying.

I'll see you later.
- Okay.

- You slept with Obie.
- I did no such thing.

You just sent her right back
to him.

- I don't wanna hurt her.
- You'd rather hurt yourself?

You never stopped loving him, J.
And if there is a chance

- for you two to--
- No. I can't handle this.

I have been so nervous

that Gossip Girl
was gonna find out,

that when she said
she was taking a day off,

I breathed a literal sigh
of relief out loud.

Okay. I need the tea, Julien.

No. No, you don't.

Obie and Z are staying together,
I'm staying solo,

- and you, you're staying silent.
- Okay.

Well, if you really
don't want him back, then...

you're the one who always says
that they're a better fit,

so make them fit again.

If that's what you really want.

It's what I really want.

Now, for what I want.

Why do you keep on looking
at me like that?

It's either eye contact
with you or Jesus,

and He does not seem into this.

Just close your eyes, babe.

Ow! Okay. Look. Look.

Let's just try it like this.
You like it like this, right?

Right? Come on. Come on.

Okay. You're not--
you're not hard, babe.

I just keep thinking about
when you were doing that thing,

and I was over there.

I just keep on thinking about
when you were doing that thing

and I was under there, okay?

Like, I've never seen
your face like that before.

'Cause your eyes were closed.

Well, I couldn't close them
then, could I?

Max said we had to do this.

Well,
then he should tell us how.

The whole point is that
we're supposed to do it alone

before we can do it
with him again.

So let's just suck it up
and get it over with,

so we can both get what we want.

We were not supposed to do that.

- You texted me.

- We needed intervention.

We gotta clean that up
before stained glass

takes on a whole new meaning.

- This is not fair.

- I feel icky looking at him

without you in the frame
as well.

Consider me
cropped out then, okay?

If you will not voluntarily
heed my advice,

then I am just gonna have
to enforce it.

You're gonna celebrate
away from each other,

then you're gonna get
a hotel room,

you're gonna lock the door,

you're gonna remember
what I did to each of you,

and then you're gonna get at it.

Only then can you call me back.

-♪

Obie!

Obie. Don't worry, it's fine.
I just spoke to Zoya.

She's gonna tell you
how she feels about you.

So, you tell her
how you feel too.

I don't know how I feel.
That's--

- that's the problem.
- You care about her, don't you?

Yeah. Of course
I care about her,

- but I-- I care about you more--
- Obie, if...

we are going to stay friends,

please do not finish
that sentence.

Just tell Z
what she needs to hear,

and everything can go back
to the way that it was.

Okay?

Please. Do it for me.

Obie.

Max Wolfe is trying to
blow my house down.

If Gossip Girl doesn't give him
what he wants,

he may try and get it elsewhere.

What can we do?
School just ended.

We haven't even started to dig.

I'm gonna do
what any good negotiator does.

Give you a clock.

I know I've promised
a quiet Thanksgiving,

but a girl's work is never done.

And once you see
what I'm bringing to dinner,

you'll be happy
I didn't stay away for long.

Watch this space
for just desserts.

What happens if we don't get you
what you need by tomorrow night?

Well, Gossip's a girl
of her word.

She has to post something juicy.

So I guess your identity
will have to do.

Let the countdown begin.

How come he gets to say "juicy"?

You know, we're actually
in the very center of the park.

And this-- this whole thing
used to be underwater.

Part of that reservoir
right there that--

Obie, you've been
talking topography

for the last ten minutes.

I know
that you're upset with me.

Just... Why did you lie to me
about your plans with Aki?

He told me you canceled.

No. I-- I just didn't-- No.

I don't wanna see the movies
that he wanted to see.

But that's it. I mean,
I'm still going. I didn't--

I didn't lie.
I wouldn't lie to you.

And I don't wanna lie
to you either,

- so I'm gonna be
totally honest, okay?
- Okay. Go.

I know
that you and Julien were--

Me and Julien what?

Have been together
for a long time,

- and I can't compete with that.
- Yeah.

But I also don't want to be
a rebound.

So if you want
to go back to her--

No.
Of course I don't.

Then what's with us?

You're either distant and cold,
or you're calling me ten times

like you're guilty
about something.

No.

God, no, you have--
look, you've just-- you've--

you've totally misread
this entire thing.

- I have?
- Yeah. I...

I'd-- I-- I haven't...

You know, I don't--
I haven't known, how to, uh,

you know... I don't--

Obie, what do you feel
about me, really?

Feel about you? I love you.

- I, uh... what?

I just haven't known
how to say it. I don't...

I love you, Zoya.
I-- I haven't-- I...

I just told your father
his Tillmans C-print

looks digital,
so now he's occupied for a while

- looking for the receipt.

But you're terribly flushed.
Have you been for a run?

How's our operation going?

He's still upset, but I--

I did that thing
that worked with Megs

where you slag off
the other person so much,

they have absolutely no choice
but to start defending them.

You know I got Wills and Harry
talking again, right?

Darling, I should have
fistfuls of Nobels

- for my Saskia Accords by now.
- Mmm.

- Oh!

There you are.

I thought you quit.

These aren't mine.

Okay. So now
I've thawed the ice a bit,

we can let global warming
do the rest.

But we need to engineer
un petit piège des parents.

Well, they haven't been
in the same room with each other

in over a month. Uh...
When Dad thought he saw Pops

- at Gourmet Garage, he fled...

...with the basket.
So now we're not allowed back.

- Oh, no.
I know.

Darling, of course
he can do that in public

'cause he doesn't know anyone.
But put him somewhere

where he is forced to be
on his best behavior...

Not possible. They book
Thanksgiving a year in advance.

Darling, I was in Pericles at
the Public with the maître d',

and he owes a favor

for something I'm not allowed
to talk about till 2026.

So ask me then.

Jules,
I just wanted to apologize.

- Apologize? For what?
- You were right.

I was? Great.
About what?

About Obie.
He told me he loves me.

He what?

Yeah. In Central Park
in front of all these people.

They even started clapping,
which was sort of weird

but also amazing.

- He said he loved you?
- Yeah. Like three times.

- And did you say it back?
- Of course.

Oh... Are you still there?
Did your phone die?

I'm here. It's just...

Obie can rush
into things sometimes,

and I don't want you to think
that everything between you

is suddenly better because--

A few hours ago,
you were rooting for this.

You're the one who told me
to be honest about my feelings.

You didn't think
he'd return them.

- No. That's not--
So you just wanna ruin

the most romantic thing
that's ever happened to me

for no reason? I don't know
what games you're playing,

but whatever it is,
I'm tagging out.

Hey. Who was that on the phone?

Zoya. Dad, I know we always
spend the night before together,

but I have to go.

♪ ("THIS IS ME TRYING"
BY TAYLOR SWIFT PLAYING) ♪

I don't know what I expected.
"Callow" is literally
in her name.

Uh-oh. What happened now?

She's always looking out
for her own interests,

playing games,
manipulating people.

Whatever you said about Davis,
she clearly inherited.

You were right. The Calloways
are not our family.

♪ I've been having
A hard time adjusting ♪

♪ I had the shiniest wheels
Now they're rusting ♪

♪ I didn't know... ♪

Jules, what are you doing here?

- You told her you loved her?
- You told me to say that.

I didn't tell you to say that,
Obie. Jesus.

Look, I care for her.
I do, all right? But I don't--

Everything I've been doing,
I've been doing

'cause I don't wanna ruin things
for you, okay? I mean, I...

Look...

I would do anything...

to make you happy.
Anything that you ask me,

because I love you,
and I always have.

And you know that.

♪ I just wanted you to know
That this is me trying ♪

♪ At least I'm trying ♪

Just come upstairs, Julien.
Please. Just come upstairs.

- Please. Julien.
- I can't...

- Come upstairs.
- I can't.

Julien.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

We're doing our best.

Please tell me
your "best" isn't staking out

Max's house hoping to catch him
doing something.

We have leads.
Don't worry.

Oh, I have leads too.
Too bad you can't post them.

- Especially this.

When did you get that?

Last night.
It's practically old news.

Will it be useless by the time
you're back in charge,

or will it pale in comparison
to what I write about you? XOXO.

We're not gonna find anything
to take out Max Wolfe.

What hasn't he already done,
and publicly?

Well, if we don't
find dirt on him,

we have to find it on Rafa.

Unless we get a hold
of that video ourselves.

How?
Crash the Wolfe Thanksgiving

and steal Max's phone
to blackmail Rafa

into giving Gossip Girl back?

Of course we're doing that.

I wrangled up some guests.

Oh. At least one of us
has friends.

Chin up, kiddo.
A full table means

double the mac and cheese.

- Care to shred?
- Oh, Dad.

You know
I'm the best cheddar shredder

- in the tri-state area.

I'm glad
you're in a better mood.

Yeah, well,
I woke up today realizing

that I don't have to see Julien
for five whole days, and...

Obie loves me.

Um... he will be here
around 4:00.

Great. I'll set another place.

Jules Dassin at MoMA?
- Seen 'em.

- The new Bi Gan?
- Got a screener.

Muppets Take Manhattan?

Why did Obie cancel?

He made other plans.

Did something happen
between you?

Akeno!

I think we're just...

growing apart from each other
or something? I don't know.

Well, good friends
grow together.

Things just have been weird
since Dad did what he did.

Well, you think
Obie doesn't accept you?

He's your best friend.

I didn't want to say anything

out of respect
to your process...

but I want you to know
I love you.

No matter if you're straight,

- or gay, or--
- I'm bisexual.

I love who you are
without exception.

Your best friend should too.

Friendships are important.
You need to talk to him.

Have you asked
why he's pulled away?

I mean,
if he's not hanging with us,

what is he doing?

Three's too many,
don't you think?

- What?
- The pies.

- You went a little overboard.
- Oh. Yeah.

I had a lot of energy
to burn. Um...

Plus, I have a lot
to be grateful for today.

Aw.

We seem to be missing
the knives.

Oh, um, I made sure
that the turkey

was extra tender,
so no blades necessary.

Oh, honey,

I'm not an infant.

You don't have
to babyproof for me.

Okay, I threw out
all the alcohol too.

Sweetie...

Come on, sit down.

Listen, I...

I so appreciate all the work
that you've put into this,

but I just spent
the last two weeks

in a hospital room.
And....

now that I'm sitting here,
I realize

I'd like to be in the world.

I would like to know

that there's more to life
than a table for two.

- Even if it is impeccably set.
- Of course. Um...

I think it's probably too late
to get a res...

Yeah.

Unless...

Since when is eating Chinese
in front of the TV

a black-tie affair?

Well, your father has decided
to take us out, Julie.

Are you planning something?

No. And that's not what
I wanted to talk to you about.

Okay. Well,
what's the dress code?

I'm not really in a
"see and be seen" kind of mood.

I can help you pick
something out.

I've been dying
to see your closet.

Okay.

Surprise!
-♪ ♪

Audrey?
Katherine, what are you--

You didn't call?

It's not like we're
interrupting a state dinner.

I mean, all they do is sit
on the couch all day

playing Mario Kart
and eating takeout.

Why are you, um, in a suit?

I'm sorry, okay?

Oh...

I bet they've got room
where we're going.

That place
is a literal fortress.

I'm not gonna be able to get in,
let alone get his phone.

We don't need to get in.
We just have to keep them out.

Eleven Madison Park.
- Yes. Hi.

This is Gideon Wolfe's
assistant, Jeff Cutler.

Mr. Wolfe and his party
are no longer able to attend.

Can I put you on a brief hold?

How did she finagle
a last-minute reservation?

We're not allowed
to ask till 2026.

Dad, can we please go inside?

- Of course she's late.
- Please.

I don't know. She probably had
some errands to run, you know?

Oh, God,
they're not supposed to be here.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no.

This isn't some French farce.

We don't spring people's errant,
uninvolved husbands

- on them at dinner.
- Oh, Jesus.

Okay, okay,
I had those photos for him,

then he tells me
he's spending the day alone.

- His choice.
- Looking at me

with those eyes of his,
just welling with tears.

- That-- that didn't happen.

- Let's go, Max.
No, no.

Yes. Yes. I know you can see
them out front right now, but...

- Hang up.
-...you see, they have been
invited to...

Uh, never mind. Bye.

No, Dad.
Wait, wait, wait, wait.

I told you, Saskia,
it's a bad idea.

Darlings, darlings, darlings,
darlings, darlings.

This is Thanksgiving, okay?
I'm not even from here,

and I know
what this holiday means.

No one's asking you
to move back in together.

We're just asking you
to be adults.

Put the differences aside
for one night.

We're still a family.

- We were a family.
- No, Dad...

Darling, no. I'm sorry.
Oh, God.

- It's going to-- Oh, God.
- Told you. See?
It wouldn't work.

Absolutely ridiculous.
Where'd they go?

I don't know.
What are you doing?

- Darling, do you trust me?
- Never.

Okay. Well, you won't mind
what we're about to do.

- Oh, God.
- Taxi! Come on, come on.

Come on, come on, come on.
Quickly, quickly, quickly.

In you get, in you get.

Where are they going?

- Follow that cab!
- Follow that cab!

- Happy Thanksgiving.

These are your surprise guests?

We're here on your kind
invitation, Zoya.

Mr. Lott, what a lovely, um...

what a lovely sweater.

- I hope we're not intruding...
- Kiki, great to see you.

- Oh, thank you.

Oh, my God. Really?

Dad, if we hurry,
we can still make

the 5:00 p.m. seating
at Le Bernardin.

You made it.

Here I was thinking we were
going to some private chef

- home experience. Hi!
You are. I'm the chef.

And I am handing in my notice.

Ooh, hot.
Oh, that's a lot of pie.

Obie!

- Okay, let's go in my room.
No, um...

- Hey.
Hi.

You must be...
Who must you be?

I'm Max Wolfe, Mr. Lott.

Hey.
- Gideon, his father.

I'm so sorry.
I thought we were invited.

Uh... The more the merrier.
You're more than welcome.

So nice to meet you.

Gideon.
Oh!

- Oh, that upcycled cape!
- Keeks, my love, you're out.

You shouldn't be here.
We're not supposed to see you.

Believe it or not,
this isn't actually about you.

Although I can tell
by the tone of your voice,

you haven't dealt
with your partner problems.

We're so sorry
to show up like this.

- I'm Aki and this is my mom.
- Why is he here?

- Hi, I'm Jodi.
- Hi...

- everyone.
- And these are our teachers.

Do we need more chairs?
Oh, we're not staying.

- Where's Obie?
- He's around here somewhere.

- Jodi.
- Kiki!

What are you doing here?
I asked you first.

Did you know
Max was gonna be here?

Delightful.

- Is this weird? Zoya invited me.

No. Please.
Our door is open to all.

- I'm Nick.
- Jordan Glassberg,
computer science.

And I'm a lawyer.

- Coats?
- Down the hall to the left.

Did you say
you're taking coats?

Hey, perfect.
Oh, one more.

Whiskey neat, right?

- Thanks, Mr. Glassberg.
- You're welcome.

- Good memory.
- And Jordan?

Be careful with this one.

Uh, I don't know
what he drinks.

- So, it's not serious.

Oh, we're not, um...

It's brand-new.

Gotcha.
Well, I'm really glad you came.

Heads up!

Let me see about that drink.

I didn't know
that most of these people

were going to...
gonna be here today.

Yeah. It's been
a weird day, um...

But I'm glad you're here.
All I've wanted to do

- is sneak away
and hang out with you.

I was thinking maybe after,
we could... hang at your place?

I asked my dad,
and he said it was okay.

Hang there? Why, uh...

why would we do that?

Well, now that I know
you feel how I do,

I thought maybe we could...

I mean, I'd like to...

- with you.

- OMG. Sister, sister.
- Just play along, okay?

On the count of three.
One, two, three.

Oh, hello.

- We have coats.

- Don't mind us.
- Your moldings, they're just...

crown moldings,
the best moldings.

- I'm gonna go see if your dad
needs any help.
- Yeah.

If I could just
get right by you...

- Yeah.
- If there's... Okay.

- She wants to have sex with him.
- Doesn't half the school?

No. Tonight.
For the first time ever.

We can't let her
lose her virginity

to the guy who's cheating
on her with her sister.

I can't believe
I just said that sentence.

Update, you are not the guidance
counselor at Sweet Valley High.

You are Gossip Girl.
The whole point is to highlight

how these people use and abuse
their power and privilege

to destroy people like...

You wanna keep your column?
Don't get in the way of it.

We have a phone to find
and a pile of coats
to find it in.

Stop talking
and start searching.

-♪ ♪

Hey! Show me a picture
of your grandma.

She wants to sleep with me.

Of course she does.
You told her you loved her.

I don't want to sleep
with her, though.

Well, of course you don't.
You shouldn't have told her
you loved her.

Well, I-- Do you see
why I'm confused right now?

Can you help me
take the bird out of the oven?

- I think she's ready.
- Yes, sir. Um...

Are we gonna have enough
for the-- the ex--

all the extra guests?

- Luckily, there's a bunch
of stuff.
- Okay.

As long as no one else
shows up.

- Okay.

Should have seen
that one coming.

Hey.
- Hi.

- Happy Thanksgiving.

It's Saskia Bates.

- Did you have me chipped?
- Hey, both of you please, okay?

We're guests
in someone else's home.

That's not true.
Guests are welcome.

It's okay. I'll go. I wanted Max
to have Thanksgiving

with both of us,
but uh, I'll go.

No. You don't get

- to be the mature one.

Darling, at least
they're talking, yes?

- Yeah. You want a drink?
- Yes. Yes, darling.

Hey. Uh...
This is a nonsmoking household.

Darling,
I'm sure the host won't mind.

- Hi.

It's not here.

Probably because his phone
is attached to his hand

like every other person
in the world.

One of us has to
sit next to him.

Dinner's just about ready.

- Sorry to interrupt.
- You're not.

- We were just looking for, um...
- My, um, my-- my...

inhaler.

Found it. Uh,
I'm gonna go get us a seat.

M-- me a seat? Us a seat?

- He must know about you and me.
- Exactly.

I'd be lying if I said
I wasn't a little jealous.

- But we can stay friends,

- I hope?
- Of course. Friends for sure.

- You know what? I'm gonna go.
- Of course you're staying.

Clearly,
this is what our son wants,

and I'm not gonna hurt him
any further.

You've done enough
of that already.

Oh, what did you want me to do,
Gideon? Keep lying to you?

'Cause we know how much
you love that.

Jesus. I'm sorry if my feelings
are complicated.

Complicated?
Eating foie gras is complicated.

Separating the art
from the artist is complicated.

Not wanting to fuck your husband
isn't complicated.

It's pretty goddamn simple.

Well, he doesn't, or didn't,
and I am oversimplifying

for dramatic effect, but it's...

What? Complicated?

Dinner's ready.
-♪ ♪

- Wow.
- Wow.

- Amazing.

This has got to be the most
iconic Thanksgiving ever.

And you don't even know
the very exciting reason why.

Ooh, keep us in suspense.

Oh, it's even crazier
that you're here.

I didn't wanna be that fan,
but I saw

your National Theatre Live
Cat on a Hot Tin Roof, and wept.

That was Sienna Miller, darling.

No, I'm sure that was you.

- No.

What are you doing after this?
I was thinking

maybe we could
all watch a movie.

- I'm hanging with Obie.
- Is that really what you want?

Or do you wanna spend some time
with your family?

No. I want to spend time
with my boyfriend, alone.

Obie, Aki has something
he'd like to ask you.

- About what?
No, I don't.

Yes, he does.

Have you been avoiding him
since you found out?

Since I found out what?

All right. This is a good time
maybe for us to go.

No, darling. No. No.
Don't be so rude.

Look, Mick has prepared
this wonderful food.

- Who?
- Mick.

- No. It's Nick.
Huh?

- It's N-- Nick.
- I like Mick. It's earthier.
Don't you think?

I just think
maybe you aren't ready

to spend time
with your boyfriend alone.

- I said it was okay.
- Yeah, but maybe
you shouldn't have.

- Julien.
- I'm just looking out for you.

- You're too young.
- Too young for what?

You have to admit
you've been weird.

I have not.

So, you're saying
you're cool with me?

Look, I would have preferred
if you had told me yourself.

- I am telling you.
- Okay. And I'm--
I'm fine with it.

What are you even
still doing here?

If you wanna go, go.
Leaving, very on brand for you.

- What are you talking about?
Yes. Please tell us.

Just maybe don't tell everyone.

Uh, I may have my faults,
Gideon, but, uh,

your behavior hasn't helped.

- My behavior?
Yeah.

Because you've been such
a stellar example for our son.

At least I know what he's up to.

Up to? He's not up to anything
since you left us.

Oh, I'm talking
about what's going on

- with his teacher, okay?

Dad, Julien is just jealous
of my relationship with Obie,

and so she's trying
to sabotage it again.

I'm not trying
to sabotage anything.

How about
we talk about it tonight?

Our usual
post-Thanksgiving sleepover?

- I have plans with Zoya.
- No, you don't.

- Yes, he does.
- Then, tomorrow?

Look, what are you...
What are you doing, man?

I have no problem
with you being...

- you know, being...
- What?

- You can say it, can't you?
- I can--

But the "too young" part?

- Dad, she's-- she's just lying.
- Lying about what, Zoya?

It's Thanksgiving.
Stop it, both of you, right now.

Stop Zoya
from making a terrible mistake?

- Somebody has to.
- Is that a dig at me?

You know what?
We don't have to hang tonight

or tomorrow or ever.

Audrey and I are gonna
be too busy

- fucking Max again anyway.
Akeno!

That's--
- Oh, God.

Can anyone trade seats with me?

- I will.
- Wait, is that a joke?

Your teacher?
You knew about this?

Rafa's only ten years older
than me.

That's less age difference
between you two.

Oh, yeah,
but Pops was never my teacher.

Can we go back
to the "too young" part?

You could have kept
the "fucking" part out

in front of my mom,
but, uh, I am very proud of you.

I have some follow-up questions,
but I'm proud of you too.

I'm just really processing
a lot of information.

If your mother could see
both of you right now--

Stop using her to manipulate us.

For once,
I agree with my sister.

This is the exact reason that
Nick and I did this tonight.

Now, we've had it
with the back and forth.
It stops now.

- You don't get to--
- No more!

We're serious.

It took you guys 14 years
to be in the same room together.

Stop acting like
it was so easy for--

Oh, you have no idea
how hard it was.

It still is.
But we do it for you.

It's not Rafa's fault.
It's mine.

I went after him. I pursued him.

He said we shouldn't,
repeatedly,

but I wore him down.

And I'm not proud of it.

I feel pretty fucked up
about it, actually.

I've wanted him
to feel bad, but...

I don't know.

It wasn't his fault.

Not just his fault.

When you were born,

your mother and I were still
legally married.

And I was so angry at her...

for leaving us. Angrier at him.

And when she got admitted
to the hospital to have you,

I was the one who got the call.

I was her husband, after all.

And I didn't know
that she was sick,

uh, that her pregnancy
had been so risky.

All I knew was that this
was my chance to hurt them both

for what they'd done to me.

So I went to the hospital

and I told them
I was her husband...

Which he was.

...and to not to let
anyone else in.

And they didn't.

- But--
Not only did your father

not get to be there
for your birth...

he never got to see
your mother again.

- How could you?
- Yeah, that's... that's...

You need to understand...

I would have done
the same thing.

What?

I did a truly terrible thing,

and because of it, you girls
never got to know each other.

- But if I can sit here now--
- If we can.

If we can sit here together
as a family, then...

you two can get past
whatever it is

that is going on between you.
You're sisters.

Do not screw it up
for another 15 years.

I lied.

I didn't just come back
to get you two back together.

I was fired
from the Mike Leigh movie.

Sorry, Gideon darling,
I wasn't going to say anything,

but then, I don't know,
I just did.

- Aw.

Oh, bear.

- Everyone gets fired sometimes.

But this was my second strike
after that zoom Polanski.

You know? Everyone
gave their fee to charity,

but I didn't get Gal's text
till it was in the Daily Mail.

We're sorry.
We're very sorry.

You know you're the only
people I really love, and...

I just didn't want
to be alone.

You three have always
been so strong,

I thought you could
get through everything. I...

darling, I need to believe that
so that I can too.

Please.

Okay, fine.

I'll listen to it.

I know that I've been, uh,
teasing for hours

about how tonight is special.

And I promised Davis
I wouldn't say anything,

but, uh, in light of the truths
that we're sharing...

we're engaged.

Oh, Jesus.

Why would my dad say
to stay away from you?

Me? That's ridiculous.

He left a voicemail saying,
"Stay away from Julien."

Did you do something?

No. She, uh, no. No, she didn't.
Aki, why are you shit-stirring?

- Stop.
- Listen to it yourself.

Must be better than clickbait
to get on my dad's radar.

I forgot to mention.

Just for a little while,
at least, stay away from Julien.

- Holy shit.
I know, right?

If you call me back,
I'll talk you through it.

- You slept together.
- What?

- Of course we didn't.
- Aki, can I hear that?

You wanna hear
my dad's voicemail?

Who is his dad?
- Roger Menzies.

- Oh, that old billionaire?
- We're divorced.

- Did you or didn't you?
No, we did not.

Zoya, of course we did not. No.

- Yes, we did.
- No, we did... No, we did not.

Yes, we did.

It was a mistake,
and it will never happen again.

- I think you better leave.

Hey.

Okay.

Whoo! Excuse us.

What we sent is all we have.

It's all you needed.
Check your IG.

I wanted revenge on him.
A student.

A 17-year-old kid.

When you sent that,
it became clear,

I needed him to want me

because when he did...

I didn't have to face
what I was doing.

Thank you for sending
the only video I needed.

I just got off the phone
with the Burton. I quit.

You did? That's...

the exact thing
that you should do.

And if I were you,
I'd quit too.

What you're doing
to those kids...

I read the DMs
that came in all day.

Each one more vicious
than the next.

They're turning
against each other.

You're not making them better,
Kate.

Be careful.

You've read enough to know
this doesn't end well

for anyone...

especially you.

I'll be right back, okay?

I wanna make this very clear
because I wanna make sure

that you really, truly hear me.

- Z--
- I could have handled

the first boy I've ever loved
cheating on me.

But the fact
that it was with you...

that you kept it a secret
from me, lied to me?

There's no coming back
from that.

We're not sisters.

We're not friends.

We're not even enemies.

We're nothing.

- I am so sorry about tonight.

Why? That was like the best
Thanksgiving I've ever had.

- Ever?
- Yeah.

I have been so wrapped up
in my own bullshit,

I completely forgot
how messed up

other people's lives are.
It's not just me.

- You have no idea.
- Well...

- Okay. I'm gonna get us a Lyft.
- I wanna walk.

- Okay. We can walk.
- By myself.

- Why?

It's been so long
since I've felt free and hopeful

and full of possibility.
You know what I mean?

- Yeah, I do.
- Yeah. I know you do.

- Mom, stop.

- I love you.
- I love you so much.

Text me when you get home, okay?

Okay, Mom.

- I'm so sorry.
- Whoa.

I thought-- Oh, my gosh.

- Are you okay? Here.
- I'm...

Oh...

- Here.
- Thank you.

I think I drank a--
a little too much.

I was just so afraid
I would spill our secret.

No one applauded,
or even said congratulations.

Saskia Bates didn't even
wanna see the ring.

I'm pretty sure that Julien
doesn't like me.

This is not what I thought
being engaged would feel like.

I'm so...

sad.

Everyone was distracted.

I-- I'm sure Julien
will come around and...

You know, I've wanted him
to propose for so long,

but, like, did he propose
because he loves me

or because he doesn't want me
to testify against him?

♪ ("LOSING TRUE"
BY THE ROCHES PLAYING) ♪

♪ I'm lo... ♪

♪ Sing you ♪

♪ Fa... ♪

Mom,
why'd you close the door?

You boys have a nice night.

♪ Aging and... ♪

♪ Aching and... ♪

You need to say something.

You need to post
what Lola told you.

Jordan, I can't. It's too big.
It's... it's not right.

But no one knows.

They shouldn't learn it from us.

You... Well,
you have to give something.

Gossip Girl can't tease
and not deliver.

Fine. I'll use the other thing.
I didn't wanna it post before,

but I guess it doesn't
matter now.

The damage is already done.

Traditions can't stay that way forever.

People leave. Places close.
Things change.

But promises can be kept
if you really want them to be.

And one I can make you?

I'll never leave you
alone again.

What I can't promise?
That I won't hurt you.

That I'll stop exposing
your lies.

That I'll no longer
hold your face to the glass

and force you to look
at what you don't want to see.

I exist because you exist.
I'm here because you made me.

You think this gives me
pleasure?

I'd love nothing to expose.

I pray for no pain.

But we both know
that's never going to happen.

The only way
you're getting rid of me

is by getting rid of
what makes you, you.

So go ahead.
I dare you. Break tradition.

Change.

That's one secret
I'd love to tell.

But until then,

I'll have to be thankful
for what I get.

XOXO, Gossip Girl.