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- Claire?

- Oh.

- You okay? - Hey, Henry.

- Yeah, I'm okay,everything's fine.

- Yeah, looks like it. Everything seems really great.

- Just another stupid fight with Zack.

- Oh, yeah, that guy. - Yeah, well.

I think we're breaking up.

- Oh, that's too bad.

- Let's talk aboutsomething else.

- Your graduation trip.

Don't you and Lily leave soon?

- Mm-hmm.Just one more week.

And then we will bewearing berets

and sipping chocolat chaudin Paris.

That sounds perfect.

Okay.

You always knowhow to cheer me up.

High school graduation is this weekend.

I just realized that

with my trip and, you know,

college right after,

we might not be able to talklike this for a while.

- But I still have so manysecrets and stories to tell you.

- Well, you better let it allout and tell me everything now,

because there'sa very good chance

I will stay in Europeforever.

All right, tell her everything.

"Claire..."

"To my dearest Claire."

"Hey, Claire."

"What's up, Claire?"

"Yo, Claire."

Simple and from the heart.

"Dear Claire,

"I have known you for most of my life.

"And in all those years of friendship,

"I haven't been completely honest with you.

"Since this is the last week of high school,

"I think it's finally time for me to tell you the truth.

"I remember the first time I saw you,

"down to the smallest detail.

"It was the day you moved in next door

"and I watched you sit on the front porch,

"cheering on the movers.

"I remember that like it was yesterday,

"but, for some strange reason,

"I can't remember when I fell in love with you.

"It's almost like I've always loved you even before we met.

"and I was just waiting for you to walk into my life.

"These feelings have always been there.

"They've never gone away,

and I don't think they ever will."

- Hey.

Picked up your yearbook when I got mine.

- Oh, thanks. - Look what Stacy wrote in--

You coming to class?

- Uh, not yet. I'll meet you there.

- All right. Later.

- Uh... - "I'm pretty sure you don't

"feel the same way,

"but I think it's time to let it all out

"and tell you everything. - Maybe it's bad.

- "Sincerely...

"Love...

- Henry! Hey.

- Hey. - What's going on?

- I just--I--

- Hey, you. - Hi.

- Oh, hey, Zack.

Not to be weird, but didn't you guys break up?

- No. No, that was just a silly fight.

Uh, was there something you needed?

- My mom was just wondering if your family

could come over some time for dinner next week.

I know you'll be gone already, but--

- Um, sure. I can ask them.

- Oh, cool. Thanks.

I gotta go.

- I'll...see you.

I don't know.

- Okay, I'm done here. You ready?

- I have been ready for days.

- Tom, your computer's still on

and you have a game of Solitaire open.

- Happy? - Yeah.

All right, uh, Tyler? See you in two weeks.

- Yeah, I'll hold down the fort, boss.

All right--oh, and don't forget about the tile--

- Got it covered. Enjoy your break.

- We will.

Can't wait to chill in the old homestead.

- Oh, you mean my mom's house?

- Yes. Your mom's house.

- I can't believe you ate my peanuts, Tom.

- Back off, man. I'm starving.

- Ah, this place hasn't changed.

Never does.

Man, I haven't been here in like five years.

- Been, what, two years for you, right?

- Yeah, just about.

- There's my boy!

I'm so glad you're home!

- Oh, are you kidding?

I wouldn't miss it for the world.

You turning the big 5-0.

- Ah, do not remind me.

Tom, how are you? - Fantastic.

Still a sweet pad.

Every time I'm in this room, I feel like I'm 16 all over again.

- Ah, the memories.

- All the homework.

- All your dateless Saturdays.

- Late nights. - Playing video games.

- I used to shout out this window to Claire.

We tried sending notes to each other on paper airplanes.

Definitely did not work, so we just yelled.

- Right, Claire.

How long has it been since you've seen her?

- Few years, I guess.

- Will you help me out and set the table

while I finish up dinner?

- Yeah--hey, Mom, did someone

move into the Goodsters' old house?

- Yeah, Claire did a couple of months ago.

Just for a little while.

Thought I told you.

- No...I thought that her parents moved out.

- Well, they did but, you know, her grandmother

originally owned the house and she got really sick,

and so Claire moved back to take care of her

before she just passed away.

I could have sworn I told you.

- I think I would have remembered.

- Huh. - You know, my mind

is actually like a steel trap.

If you want me to teach you some things, I can.

- Saved by the bell.

- That is probably Claire and Lily right now.

I invited them over for dinner.

I just thought it'd be really fun

for you guys to all catch up.

- Wait, now? - Yeah.

Can you get it for me, please?

- Go. Come--

- Hey. - Henry!

Oh, my gosh!

Look at you!

So grown up and a little bit of man stubble.

- Oh, not really, but yeah. Yeah, thank you.

Look at you! I'm sorry.

- Hi. - Tom! How are you?

- Thank you. - Oh, you guys remember Lily.

- Yeah, hello. - Hi.

- It's me, Tom. King.

We had half a semester of Biology, actually.

- Wow, you really do have a good memory.

- I told you, it's a steel trap.

- And why only half a semester?

- Well, I got sick,

when I got my midterm back.

- Oh, yes. Yes, yes, yes.

You're the guy who threw up and fainted, when you failed.

- He's the one.

- I am so glad you girls could come!

- Thank you so much for inviting us!

- This worked out perfectly. - Yeah, absolutely.

- Come in, come in, come in.

- So...I'm the guy that throws up.

- Ah, Tom.

Don't take it personally. Lily doesn't remember

a lot of people from high school.

She was little too busy with her face in a book.

I'm sorry, I preferred the classics to our classmates.

Oh, well, that's my sweet Lil.

Always too busy reading the romantics.

Hey, Claire, I'm really sorry about your grandma.

My mom just told me. - Oh.

- Yeah, sorry, Claire.

- Thanks, guys, you're sweet.

- Remember that time she made us play Cinderella,

just to clean the kitchen?

- Yes!

You made a beautiful fairy godmother.

- Ah, excuse me.

- Okay.

I wanna hear all about your photography, Claire.

- Wow, you're a photographer now?

- Yeah. - Wow, that's great.

- Lily, what brought you back to town?

- Um, well, I moved back after college

and I now own a boutique flower shop.

It's called the Secret Admirer. It's just off Main Street.

- And it's beautiful. I go there all the time.

You really do have the best lilacs in town.

- Thank you, Mrs. Samson. That's so sweet of you.

- And she personally writes

every love note that everybody wants

to send with their flowers.

And she is really good.

- I have to come to dinner here more often.

Please just keep showering me in compliments.

It's working. - And you're pretty!

- That's really great. I had no idea you did that.

- Yeah, well, you know.

You might know all this if...

you bothered to keep in touch.

- Excuse me? - I think you heard me.

- Oh, last time I checked a friendship was a two-way street.

So, you're just much to blame as I am.

- Uh, at least I tried.

I even looked you up online and everything.

- You looked me up? - Mm-hmm.

- Henry meets my dad, right?

And we're out in the backyard.

There's bumblebees everywhere.

And the bee is following him around the garden.

- It was a swarm of bees! It wasn't just--

- It was not a swarm!

- Bye. - Oh, bye, see you soon.

- See you soon, okay? - Hope so.

- Thank you so much. - So good to see you again.

I'm sorry we lost touch.

- Don't apologize-- I'm the old soul

that doesn't use social media.

- We should get coffee tomorrow morning.

I live next door, actually, in case you forgot.

- Oh, could you write down the address?

I have a really bad sense of direction.

- Oh, Henry!

Good night, Henry. - Good night.

Oh! Ah...

- My goodness. Thank you. - See you tomorrow.

- What're you looking at, man?

- Tom! Uh...

Let's--we should unpack.

- Yeah.

- You unpack already? - Oh, yeah.

- No way. Come on.

Oh, man.

Oh, there's Lily.

Gosh, she's always been cute, huh?

- Yeah? Why didn't you ask her out?

- The class clown and the valedictorian?

Like that would've ever worked.

- But you're employed now.

- Yeah, you're right.

Grown up, got a good job.

I'm a stand-up guy.

What is this?

- I don't know.

"Dear Claire...

"Known you for most of my life.

And in those years of friendship--"

- Ah, can you-- don't read that.

- "I remember the first time I saw you,

"down to the smallest detail.

- Don't!

"I remember like it was yesterday.

"For some strange reason, I can't remember

when I fell in love with you"?

- Hey, give me the--

- Dude, this is a love letter to Claire.

- Yes, it is.

- Well, I know you liked her

but I didn't know you felt like this.

Why didn't you ever tell me?

- I never told anyone.

Not even Claire.

- Why do you think you have trouble expressing yourself?

- I did express myself.

That's why I wrote it down. - Yeah, sure you did.

In a letter that was never sent.

That's not expressing yourself, my man.

- She was thepopular girl in high school.

She never would've gone out with me.

It's a stupid high school crush.

It's probably for the better that I didn't tell her.

So, let's just forget about it.

- You still love her.

- No, I don't. Just--

Whatever. I'm going to bed.

- It's like 8:30! - I'm jetlagged.

- That's ridiculous. - Good night!

- Whatever.

Sleep tight, pumpkin.

- Hey, Mom. - Hey.

- What are you doing?

- Oh, I'm just going through all these photos.

Look at this.

First day of kindergarten.

- What a handsome young man. - Yes!

A totally handsome young man.

You're so cute.

Look at this of you and Claire.

How cute are you two together?

- Seems like ages ago.

- It does.

- Okay, who is that and what are you wearing?

- Yeah, I know.

This is-- well, this is Edith

and this was sort of our sorority signature.

We would just wear these crazy hats to parties.

- And you lost a bet, you got the zebra?

- And I lost the bet! I got the--exactly.

- She's in a lot of pictures with you.

- Yeah, she was my best, dearest friend.

- What happened?

- Oh, we just kind of, you know, fell out of touch.

- Why is that?

- Well...

because of your dad, actually.

Edith had dated your dad first,

but it wasn't very serious.

They had just dated for a couple of weeks,

and about six months later,

your dad was just so charming

and fun and sweet and we fell in love.

And Edith and I got in a big fight about it

because she was hurt and she was mad,

and I felt so terrible.

- That's really surprising.

- Well, why is that surprising?

I mean, relationships come and go.

They--people change.

- Oh, no, no, no--that dad had that effect on women.

- He was charming, and look at him!

He was handsome and sexy.

- Okay, all right. That's enough.

- Yeah.

- Yeah, these photos are really all I have left of him.

And I miss him.

- I miss him too.

- I can't believe this place hasn't changed.

It's the same shops, the same people.

- I know!

I love it.

I love it, I think this place is so special.

It's, you know, a smaller, quieter life,

but it feels so much cozier than downtown L.A.

- Well, maybe you should just enjoy it while you're here.

- That's true.

And it might actually take a while to find a buyer.

I still need to get that house in shape.

There's a lot of repairs that need to get done on it.

- I could totally help you out.

- Oh, that's right!

Your mom mentioned you owned a construction company.

But I wouldn't want you to work on your vacation.

- Oh, no, no. Please, I'd love to help.

- Mm, I don't know. I really don't want you to...

feel used.

- Okay, hey. Let's do a trade.

I will help you out with the house

and you help me out with my mom's party.

There's still loads to be done

and I have no idea what I'm doing.

- Well, I love doing that stuff,

so you have a deal, sir.

- Oh. - It's official.

We'll draft a contract after this.

- Oh, okay.

- Hey.

- Hi.

- How's it going?

- Just thought I'd come check out the shop.

Everybody spoke so highly of it last night.

- Really nice. - Thank you.

- So what got you into the flower business?

- Well, when I wasn't reading,

I was usually out in the garden with my mom.

Most of the time, I'm just helping people find ways

to show their loved ones that they care

using these bouquets of flowers and also expressive notes.

- So this is what you were talking about

last night at dinner? - Yeah.

- Oh.

"My first and only love,

"I wake filled with thoughts of you

"and I ask myself every moment

if this happiness is not a dream."

Wow. You're a really good writer.

The language reminds me of a favorite romantic quote of mine.

- Oh, who's that?

- Lord Bryan.

- Lord Bryan?

- Of course, his work is-- it's great.

Read it all the time.

- Then you should probably know

that his name is George Gordon Byron.

- You got me.

I don't know a whole lot about this romance stuff

but I'd like to learn more about it.

Maybe you could share some of your favorites with me.

Coffee or something? Maybe tonight?

- Tonight? - Yeah.

- Well, I will probably be working tonight.

I usually like to keep an assortment of cards on hand

and I need to replenish a bit.

- Maybe I could help you with that.

- I thought you just said you don't about this romance stuff.

- I could give it a shot.

- It's a very nice offer.

But after a long day of managing the shop,

I think I just need to get these done,

um, before it gets too late.

- Yeah.

Maybe another time, then.

- Maybe.

- So I thought we could walk through the house

and make a list of repairs that need to get done.

- Sounds good.

- Uh, first thing on the list.

This doorjamb needs to be replaced.

- Hmm.

According to this data, you stopped growing

right about here. - Oh, hilarious.

That's when I stopped measuring.

Come on.

So this fence needs to be fixed.

One of those slats is broken there.

- Oh man, didn't you break this when you fell into it?

- Yep.

- Yeah, we were playing tag and you tripped.

- Uh, no.

We were playing zombies and you pushed me.

- Okay, maybe we should leave the scene of the crime

before you injure yourself again.

- Yeah, before you, you know, get the urge

to just push me again.

Don't, don't, don't.

And here...

Is another area of the house that little Henry broke:

The front steps.

Third grade, playing tag.

- Winning tag. - Yeah, well, either way.

- That's all we had to do? - Yup.

- Well, you're certainly earning your keep around here.

- I'll bill you later. - All right, sure.

Oh, that is ridiculous.

- Thanks so much again for doing this.

- Of course. You want to get started early tomorrow?

- Yes, that would be great.

I also wanted to talk to you about your mom's party.

- Uh, I have taken care of the invitations and the catering.

So we just need decorations and--

oh, we definitely need more tables and chairs.

- Okay, great. What's the theme?

- "Susan's 50th Birthday Bash."

- You don't have a theme?

Every good party has a theme

Like "'80s Night" or "Great Gatsby."

- "Halloween" or-- Oh! "4th of July."

Stop, you're just naming the holidays, it's weird.

Look, you know what? We need to brainstorm.

Uh...

You know what? The energy here is no good.

We need someplace where we can clear our heads.

- Ah, come with me. - Okay. Where we going?

- You'll see.

- Hey.

What are you doing here?

- I thought if you were still working

that I could maybe help.

You know, with the writing and everything.

- Really? Um...

It did not seem like your area of expertise.

- Yeah, well, after I got home,

I came up with some stuff.

- Oh, did you? - Yeah, I mean,

I figured you've got all these cards

that are supposed to be written by men.

I figured you should have something

that's actually written from the male perspective.

- What do you have in mind?

"I remember the first time I saw you.

"Remember it like it was yesterday,

"but, for some strange reason,

"I can't remember when I fell in love with you.

"It's almost like I've always been in love with you,

"even before we met.

And I was just waiting for you to walk into my life."

"These feelings have always been there.

They haven't gone away and I don't think they ever will."

- You wrote that?

- Yep. All me.

Uh...I guess I'm just...

A little more romantic than you thought.

- It's actually pretty late,

and I have to be up early in the morning...

So-- - No, I also--I should--

Get going, also.

Good night, Lily.

- Good night, Tom.

- We really need to sneak into our high school

to come up with party ideas.

- Yes.

It's very peaceful when no one else is around.

It can be inspiring.

- It's inspiring anxiety.

- Builds character.

- Starting to sweat a little bit.

- Gross. - Yeah, it's, uh--

- Yes? - It's making my vision go bad.

I need my glasses again. - Nerd.

- Let me help. Don't want you tripping

and breaking another set of stairs.

- Ah, ha ha.

- So what? You want to wander the halls

and talk of memories past?

- "Memories past?"

Not exactly my plan here, Jane Austen.

No, we need to relax,

and let the creative juices flow.

That's what I do with my photos.

I go to a special place and let the inspiration come to me.

- Isn't that your old hangout?

- You remembered.

- This place hasn't changed a bit.

- I know, I love it.

It's nice knowing that some things never change.

You got any ideas yet?

- Since I've been home, all she's been doing

is looking at her photos.

- Oh.

Well then, why don't we decorate her place with them?

Yeah, we can put them up in the backyard,

hang them with some Christmas lights.

- That sounds awesome. - Yeah.

Oh, and, and...

we can even print one out and put it on her cake.

- That does not sound awesome. - Yeah.

- You should have stopped there. - I know, I know, I know.

But see? I told you.

This place is perfect for brainstorming.

- Hey, you.

- Rich!

Hi!

- What are you doing here?

- I came to surprise you and take you to dinner.

That is so sweet.

- Hello. - Oh, hi.

- Oh, Rich, this is Henry,

an old friend and next door neighbor.

Henry, this is Rich, my boyfriend.

- Nice to meet you.

- Oh, great to meet you as well.

- So I should get going.

- Okay. - We can meet up tomorrow

the repairs and the party planning.

- Yeah, sounds good.

- All right. - Okay.

- Have a good one.

- How was that for a surprise?

- Great.

Completely unexpected.

Oh, I am so glad you came here.

- Well, my meeting was cancelled,

and I wanted to see you.

So I took a drive and here I am.

Mm. I have missed you.

- Oh, I missed you too. - Mmm, mwah.

How's everything going with the house?

- Great.

Henry actually owns a construction company

and has been helping me with the repairs.

- I know you wanna take your time, but...

We really gotta sell this place

so we can finally start our life together.

- Yeah...

I hate long distance. I barely see you.

- Well, exactly, which is--

I'm gonna start researching realtors.

- You don't need to do that.

I'm not even ready for a realtor.

- I'm just trying to help. - I can handle this, Rich.

You know, it's my family home. It's my responsibility.

I'm just taking my time, you know.

There are a lot of memories here.

- Okay. Okay, okay. I'm sorry.

I'll stop pushing.

- Okay.

- You wanna grab some dinner? - Sure.

- Like right now? - Yes.

- Well, come on! I'm hungry.

- Okay! - Let's do this.

- She has a boyfriend.

- Who, Claire? - Yeah.

Wait, what are you doing? - Nothing.

Just checking work emails. Wait.

She's got a boyfriend? - Yeah!

I mean, you were right. Just seeing her again

has brought back all these, like, old feelings.

And we're getting along so well.

I mean, I'm an idiot.

I thought that I actually had a shot.

- I'm sorry, man. - She never even mentioned him.

- Well, why would she?

Well, you never said you had feelings for her, so--

- If you're in love with somebody,

don't you at least mention their name?

- You've hung out with her, what, a couple of times?

I think you need to let this go.

You said yourself, this is what, a crush from 10 years ago?

- Yeah, you're probably right.

- Just give it some time and then you'll get over her.

You know? Or you'll find something wrong with her.

Like she doesn't own a TV.

- You're still upset about that girl.

- Who doesn't own a TV?

I'm just saying.

- Um, excuse me, Miss?

- Good morning. - Good morning.

- Thank you. - You are very welcome.

- I'm so glad you're here right now.

I have something to tell you. - What's up?

- So, Tom comes by the shop last night.

- Really? - Yeah.

And he wants to help me write my romance cards.

- Tom? - Uh-huh.

He was great.

Like really good.

Romantic and sentimental and poignant.

- Mind blown.

- And...

It's really nice to be surprised by someone.

I have to admit, he's not who I thought he was.

- Yeah, I wish someone would do that for me.

- What? Isn't Rich romantic?

- Yeah, but he's never really

written me a love letter or a poem.

Yeah, I just think for someone to sit down and take the time

to write out their feelings

and express themselves in such an honest, vulnerable way.

I would love that. - Yeah.

It was pretty special.

- Okay.

What did it say?

- Hey. How's it going?

- Oh, it's good. I need your help.

Here, just stand right here for a second.

Okay.

There we go.

Now it's up...

To date.

And I'm going to put a layer of protection on it,

so that the marks and the dates,

they won't fade.

So now, you can take the memories

to your new home or wherever it is you go next.

- Henry!

Portable memories? I love that.

Thank you.

I don't suppose there's anything else around here

that I could just take with me.

- What do you mean?

Nothing, forget it. - Claire, come on.

We're old friends.

I know when you're not fine. I always have.

- I'm just not sure if...

selling the house is the right choice for me.

- Really? - Yeah, you know,

I thought I was ready to move on, but...

after living here for a little while, and--

All these memories are flooding back.

I don't know, it just feels like...

Home.

- Well, you don't have to sell.

- Yeah, but...Rich wants me to move to the city

so that we can finally, you know, take the next step.

- I think you should just talk to him.

I think he'll understand.

You need to tell him how you feel now,

because if you don't, you'll end up regretting it later.

Trust me, I know.

- You're such a great friend.

Thank you, Henry. - Mm-hmm.

- Oh! By the way.

Did you know that your BFF is totally crushing on my BFF?

- That's just Tom being Tom.

- I don't think so.

He wooed her with romantic prose.

- Seriously? - Yeah.

Yeah, he said all these things about

how he's known her almost his whole life

and remembers the first time he saw her,

but doesn't remember when he fell in love with her.

And that the feelings were always there.

He was just waiting for her to walk into his life.

Like crazy--

Wow. All right.

- Tom! - Hey, honey.

I think Tom's upstairs.

What's wrong? - I gotta talk to him.

- Hey buddy, what's up? - I'll tell you what's up.

You read the letter that I wrote for Claire to Lily

and then you pretended that it was for her?

- Okay, look, I-- - Ohh!

- This better be good. - Okay.

I wanted to impress Lily, okay?

I didn't want her to think I was some class clown

that couldn't be taken seriously.

So I thought it would be better if I read her

some romantic words of my own.

- You're lying to her.

- No, I'm not, that's--

- By omitting the truth, you are lying.

- Well, then...

you're lying to Claire.

- No, I'm not.

- By not telling her how you feel,

you're omitting the truth or whatever you just said.

- No, this isn't about me, Tom.

- You're right, but I think it worked.

I mean, Lily seem to really like what I told her,

and, you know, after I took the letter--

- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

You took the letter?

- Where's the letter, Tom?

- Um...

It's, uh...

- Now, this isn't funny.

- I'm not joking.

- Uh, hey, Mom.

When you were cleaning upstairs,

you didn't happen to come across a letter

or paper with some writing on it, did you?

- What kind of writing? - Uh, it was a letter that--

- You'd know if you'd seen it.

- Do you need help looking for it?

- No! Thank you.

- Okay.

- We have to find that letter.

- It's gotta be around here somewhere, okay?

We'll find it. I mean, we have to,

before somebody else stumbles across it especially--

- Claire! - Yes, Claire, exactly.

Why do you have to interrupt me all the time?

- Yeah, if the letter's swimming around

in here somewhere, she cannot be here.

I'm gonna distract her. You find it!

- All right, all right.

- Hey, Claire. - Hey, hey.

Is everything okay?

You seemed really flustered and then you just ran off

without any explanation.

- Flustered? I seemed flustered?

- Yeah, and you still do.

- That's weird--I mean, why would I be flustered?

- Oh.

I think I know what's going on.

- You do? - Yeah.

And you really shouldn't worry so much.

The party's gonna be great.

- And we still have a full week.

You're right, you're right. It's the party.

I think that I would feel better, calmer, if we, uh--

if went and took care of some things right now.

Right now. Yeah, let's just go--

- But we should probably-- - No, let's go,

get away from the house and--

- Um...okay.

If we wanted to throw her, you know, a kindergarten party.

- If no one's dancing--

- We can start with that. Throw them at their feet.

- Like those little pistols.

You know, I think we have everything.

Yeah. - Great.

- Oh, uh,

did you need wrapping paper for your present?

- Present? - Please do not tell me

you forgot to get your one and only mom a birthday gift?

- I thought planning the party was a gift.

- Oh, wow. You really don't know moms.

Or women. - Uh, maybe we could--

Oh, do something with the photos she's been looking at.

- We could digitize them.

That way they won't get lost or damaged

and she can look at them whenever and wherever she wants.

- Yeah, yeah. And we can play

like a slideshow during the party.

- And I could take some portrait shots of you,

to add to the collection.

- That's perfect. - Great.

- Where is it?

Where could it go?

- You okay? - Yeah, yeah.

- Careful with my flowers.

- Hey.

- Hey.

- What are you doing? - Uh, just looking for you.

- Really? 'Cause I'm not under there.

- What's going on?

- Just wanted to talk.

- About?

- Your, um, cards.

- I really liked the last one you shared.

- Really?

Okay, I came up with some more.

- Let's hear it.

- What? - Let's hear it.

- Um...

Your eyes...

Are...endless--

- My eyes are endless.

- Endless...black holes.

- Black holes? - Of beauty.

- Uh-huh.

- You didn't like it? - Uh, it was just--

Uh, different than the last one.

- You know, I--actually, I need to--I need to go,

so I'll talk to you soon, okay?

- Okay.

- Hey! - Hey!

- Hey, I was looking for you.

I just got a room at the, um--

What's the hotel down the street?

- I figured I'd stay close

until we sell the house.

- That's great.

Uh, yeah, sorry. Henry and I

were just out shopping for his mom.

- Oh. - Yeah, here.

Thanks, okay. - Please.

Great, and I will see you tomorrow?

- Yeah, yeah. Oh, if you guys want to

cut through right here, it saves you like 15 seconds.

- It saves us a ton of time.

All right. Good night.

We used to do it as kids. Let's go.

- Okay.

- Oh, look! - Hmm?

What is it?

- It shows how my height has changed over the years.

- Oh, that's cool.

- Yeah, Henry took it off in one piece so that I can keep it.

- Why would you want to keep it?

It's just an old piece of wood.

- It's sentimental.

Don't you have any memories

or keepsakes from your childhood home?

- No, not really.

Houses are-- they're just things.

You know?

What's important is who you're with.

Don't you think?

- I think...

We need to talk about the house.

- Excellent. That's why I'm here.

- It is? - I found a realtor,

and she's coming by to see the place.

- I thought you weren't going to push anymore.

- I'm helping.

- I appreciate you trying to help,

but this house means a lot to me.

It's not just some random building

that I'm trying to sell.

- Claire...

We talk,

about the distance constantly

and how it's taking a toll on our relationship.

But if this continues, we could...

go weeks without seeing each other--is that what you want?

- No, no.

- I'll make more of an effort to come to you.

- It's not about that.

Think about your career.

You want to just throw away all this hard work?

If you really want to become a famous photographer,

you gotta get out of the suburbs,

move downtown, in the Arts District.

- Yeah, you're right.

- Mm.

- Hey. What are you doing?

- Uh, just one more invitation to get out.

- Well, if you run out of stamps and you need more,

they're right there in my address book.

- Claire Goodster?

- Hi.

Can I help you? - Bree Moore.

West Side Real Estate Agency.

Rich Bradford said you'd be expecting me.

- Oh, he did, did he?

- Can I come in? - Sure.

- Uh, what did you say your name was again?

- Bree Moore.

- Bree Moore the realtor. That is--it's very catchy.

- Let's see what we're working with.

This house is in a great neighborhood,

near an excellent high school and well-known hospital.

Only minutes to the center of town

so there's no issue there.

Are these the original hardwood floors?

- Yes, I think so.

- Rich mentioned that some work is being done to the place?

- I have a friend in construction

who's been helping me with some minor repairs.

I figured it'd be the right thing to do if I decide to sell.

- If? - I'm still not sure.

- I understand. I've had many clients

who have trouble selling a place

that means something to them.

This isn't just a house. It's a home.

- Exactly.

- And it's my job to make sure

that this home, one that means so much to you,

goes to a family who will love and treasure it

as much as you do.

- Thank you.

- Can I see the rest? - Sure.

- Keep it out of the street.

kids: Okay.

- Hello?

Edith?

- Yes?

- Hi, I'm Henry Samson.

Susan Samson is my mother.

- Well. I'll be.

Uh...

You're a very handsome young man.

- Thanks. These your grandkids?

- Oh, yes. This is Ariana and Sergio.

- Pleased to meet you guys.

- Go play, kids.

Is everything all right?

- Yeah. Her 50th birthday is coming up

and I'm throwing a party for her.

I just wanted to hand-deliver your invitation.

Make sure you got it.

- Well, that's very kind,

but you didn't have to come all that way.

- Oh, it was really no trouble at all.

It would mean a lot to her if you came.

- Oh.

I'll tell you what.

Tell your mom, if she truly wants me to be there that...

you know, she should give me a call.

- I'll let her know.

Take care. Take care, guys!

- You too, Henry.

- Henry, the, uh...

front steps, the back steps, this fence...

Great job, man.

Your hard work is really gonna help us

sell this place in no time.

- Thanks.

Yeah, I actually wanted to talk to you.

- Okay.

- I, uh, came across something...

the other night.

Outside in the, uh, bushes.

A letter?

I think it belongs to you.

Do you know what I'm talking about?

- Yes.

- It was written a long, long time ago, right?

- Oh, yeah. Way, way, way, way--

like way, way back.

- Why was it in the bushes?

- Uh, Tom and I, we were going through some of my old stuff.

We might have dropped it when we threw out the trash.

It was just a stupid high school crush.

I don't know about you but I had a crush on a different girl

in high school like every day.

- Really? - Yeah.

But, uh, yeah, we're just friends.

Nothing more.

- Well, that's good to hear.

Because as her friend, I need you to do something for me.

- Yeah, what's that, Rich?

- Well, before you came back into town,

Claire was really gung ho about selling this house

and moving downtown with me, but now...

she's second-guessing our plans.

- Sounds like a discussion you should have with Claire.

Don't you want what's best for Claire?

- Of course I do.

- Great. Then we're on the same page.

- Hey, hey, wait. Uh...

Can I have the letter back?

- Oh, I don't-- I don't have it on me,

but I'll get it back to you next time.

Um... whoa, whoa.

You're not gonna tell Claire, right?

- Oh, don't worry.

It's between you and me.

- Hey, buddy. Got some great news.

- Your words are telling me one thing,

but your tone is saying something else.

- Someone found the letter.

And that someone-- you listening?

- It's Rich!

- Oh, no! Rich!

- I really thought I had a shot.

She seems happy with Rich,

and she's moving on and I don't wanna get in the way of that.

- Once you get back to New York,

I'm sure you'll forget all about her, you know.

Out of sight, out of mind.

- I shouldn't be spending so much time with her.

Every day, it's the house and the party.

It's just Claire, Claire--

- Claire! - Hey, guys.

- What's going on?

- Just, uh, having a beer.

- Cool.

Well, I'm waiting for Lily and was gonna grab a table.

Do you wanna join?

- We'll meet you there.

- Okay, great.

- Dude, I was just saying I'm spending too much time with her.

- I know...

but Lily's here.

- So?

- My last talk with her went...poorly.

- You can do this on your own.

- Listen, just have one drink okay?

If you're not there, I might bail.

- Fine. Just one drink.

- Hey. - Hi.

- Hey. - Hey.

- We--we're just coming to join you guys.

- Perfect.

- Listen, I just wanted to apologize for blah.

- Don't worry about it. It's no big deal.

- So, we're okay?

- I'm just a little confused.

- It's been a really, really hard week.

- Sure.

- Yes, it's not-- - So even if you do--

- Hey.

- Hi. You made it.

Look who I ran into while I was here.

- Yup, a complete coincidence.

- Uh...sorry I'm late.

I was just talking to Bree.

She wants to bring people in as soon as Henry's done

with the back steps.

- Who's Bree? - Oh, Bree Moore.

She's the realtor that Rich sprung on me.

- Bree Moore, the realtor? - I know, right?

- Like, can you imagine the jingle she could have?

- I can't not imagine it. - Right?

- Well, I didn't--I didn't mean to spring her onto you, honey,

I just wanted you to meet her.

- Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

- So, Henry, did you tell Claire

about what we were talking about earlier?

- What do you mean? - We were back at the house.

How Henry's hard work is really gonna help us

sell the house, and how thankful I am

that he's helping you move on.

- Henry's been doing a great job.

- You know, I--uh... actually, I think I need

to get going.

- No, why? Come on, stay.

- Nah, I'm tired, and there's a lot of work to do tomorrow.

Especially if people are gonna start coming to the house.

So I'll see you all later.

- Bye. - Bye.

- So if you wanna just put them--

just kinda spread them out and make them look pretty.

- Okay. - How it works--

- So what's going on with you and Tom?

You don't talk much about it.

- I don't know.

He was so sweet and romantic that one time,

and then the next day he was--

Uh...he was like a completely different person.

- Ugh, he's probably just nervous.

You should give him a chance, find out what he's really like.

- Ugh, I don't want to be disappointed.

You're the relationship guru-- - Oh, am I?

- Yeah, what do you think?

- Well, he makes you laugh, right?

- That's the most important thing, I think.

To find humor in any situation.

But you also want someone who's going to be serious and helpful

when you need them to be.

You know, someone who will listen to you actively.

- Actively. - Actively.

According to all the women's magazines,

active listening is what you really need

from your man.

- Good to know. - You're welcome.

But, honestly, to have a serious, lasting relationship,

you just need to be good friends first.

You know, you need to connect on that base level.

Like, it's more than a romantic relationship,

you enjoy spending time together now matter what you're doing,

and you have a rhythm.

Like you've known each other forever.

- And you have that with Rich?

- Uh, I'm not talking about anyone specific.

I gotta go. Uh, these are for you.

- Thanks. - You're welcome.

- Hey, looking good.

- Oh, thanks.

- People are coming by tomorrow and I don't want

the paint to be wet.

Will it be done by then? - Yup, it'll be good as new.

- Great, and be sure to put everything when you're done.

The place needs to be spotless.

I'm gonna go check on the other rooms.

- Okay.

Getting rid of the evidence? - What?

- The step that broke.

I mean, I was gonna take you to court

and file a lawsuit over foul play of zombies

resulting in injury, but... I guess I can't do that now.

- I guess not.

- You okay? - Yeah, yeah.

I'm just trying to focus so I can get this done.

- Oh, yeah, okay.

- Hey, you've been working hard over there.

- Huh.

- Doing what I can.

- Yeah, well you are a very sweet guy.

- Hey Mom, would you say you're in a good mood?

You seem like you're in a good mood.

- I, um...

I saw Edith.

I invited her to your party.

When I go back to New York, you're gonna be

in our house all alone again.

And I just think maybe it would be good

for you to talk to Edith.

Please.

For your one and only adoring son.

I might just happen to have her number...

right here.

- The west facing front gets beautiful sunsets.

- So how many bedrooms is it?

- Three bedrooms, three full baths,

and an addition office with a half bath.

- Hmm... Now I like the location,

but it's kinda a tear-down, don't you think?

- Yeah, we could gut the place.

- And finally, the garden has been restored--

- Yup. - And it has a brand new fence.

- All right. Please let me know

if you have any questions, and thanks for coming by.

- Thank you. - Will do.

- Bye-bye. I love it.

- And the school district--

- Everyone gone? - That was the last family.

It's been quite a day.

- Well, thank you for all your work.

- You can thank me when I've sold the place.

But there were quite a few interested parties.

I wouldn't be surprised if we had an offer

in the next couple of days.

- You think it'll be that quick? - We'll see.

You never know. Hopefully it'll be

that sweet couple that's starting a family.

They'd be perfect for this place.

- Hello?

- Hey, it's, uh, Susan.

- Oh. Hi.

- I-I heard that you spoke to my son.

- I-I was surprised to see him.

He stopped by to give me an invitation to your party.

- Oh, good. Good, good.

I thought that it would be really great

if you could join us.

- Is that all?

- W--yeah. What do you mean?

- Susan...

I just can't forget what happened.

And I can't pretend that everything's fine.

- Well, I can't really apologize for having fallen in love, Edie.

- I wasn't still in love with Mel.

It was never about him.

- You know what? I d--I don't want to do

this again with you.

I don't. I-I'm sorry I called.

- Yeah, well, so am I.

- Wow.

- Oh, wow. You look great.

Um, I mean, you are dressed really nicely.

- Just thought it'd be better than jeans and a t-shirt.

- Yeah. - Is it too much...

- Should I change? - No, no, no, it's perfect.

- You look really-- okay, um, are you ready?

- I-I guess so. - Okay.

- I feel a little bit awkward.

- Oh, don't. It's fine.

Let just me do a test shot real quickly.

- All right. I was, uh--

What should I do?

- You should-- First of all, breath.

- Ha-- - Get your chakras aligned.

- I don't like being photographed, so...

- I know, but... - It's not okay.

- Don't even think about the camera.

- All right. - Okay?

So, just, we're having a conversation.

We're hanging out.

- There's one, fantastic. - That's--come on.

You gotta warn me first.

No, I don't. - You could just--

- You have a remote like that? - You're doing great.

Not a big deal.

- Stop.

- What I need you to do is sort of, cross one eye.

- I can't--come on. - Perfect.

Put your arms up in the air.

There you go. - What?

- Perfect. Beautiful.

What if I do one with you?

Um... - Okay, come on.

- And just to loosen you up, we could recreate

that picture of us from high school.

- Yes. - Okay, all right.

- The...with this one. - Yes, with the--yes.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, totally.

both: So--

- We're pretty straight up, like this?

- Yeah, but your, um... hand is--yeah.

- All right, let me see. Yup, that looks pretty good.

- Okay.

- On three, you're gonna do the photo?

- Yeah, ready? One, two--

- Okay, ready? - You gotta look straight ahead.

You can't look at me.

- You're happy, remember? - Two...

- This is my happy face. - Three.

- I'm gonna break it. - Don't break it.

- I need that for a lot of things.

- You smiling? - Oh, yes.

I am smiling. - Okay.

- Let's do, like-- - Oh, is this prom now?

We could do it the other way.

- Oh, what?

This is illegal in most countries.

Ready? - Yes.

- Can I take it? - Oh, no!

That's mine.

- Don't--okay, okay, okay. I'm stopping.

Okay. I'm stopping.

- Okay. - Okay.

- Um--

- Hey, guys. - Hey, hey.

- Wow, taking some photos.

- Yeah, they're for Henry's mom.

- Um--yeah, we should be done.

We're good, right? - Yeah.

- I should probably get going. - Okay.

- Um, and I'll send those to you on a disc.

Got some good ones. - That's nice.

Oh, that must be Lily with the floral arrangements.

So I'm gonna go help her out

'cause I think she has a ton, so--

- Why didn't you come by the shop today?

- Oh, uh... Henry and I had to take some photos,

so I was just setting up.

- Everything all right? You seemed out of it yesterday.

- Yeah, it just...uh, all moving a little fast.

Rich is talking to Henry about something in there.

I think that, uh... Rich is...

trying to make sure that things happen even faster.

You know, it seems like he doesn't even really care

that I'm having a hard time. You know?

Henry is kinda the only one who's listening to me.

- Is something going on between you two?

- No, Why-- why would you ask that?

- You're my best friend. You can be honest with me.

- He's a...great guy.

You know, and we get along really well,

and I enjoy spending my time with him,

and I think I might like him.

- I already knew that.

- Henry just gets me.

- I think that...

Henry feels the same way.

And I don't think that you should ignore that.

- Hey, um, before you go--

- What now?

- I just want to say thank you for all your hard work.

It made a big difference. - Yeah, no problem.

- Yeah, one more thing...

there wasn't anything going on out there, right?

- No.

If you're really set on taking the next step

with Claire, you should probably trust her.

- I trust her. I don't trust you.

- We've been through this already.

I do not have any romantic feelings for Claire.

She's just an old friend from my childhood,

nothing more.

As soon as I go back to New York,

you'll probably never hear about me again.

Okay? - Okay.

- Now, hey, can I have my letter back

so I can get rid of it?

Do I look like a mailman?

Yeah, I don't just carry your love letter

around with me everywhere I go, Henry.

- Fine, just bring it next time.

- Enjoy them.

- Hey, Lily. - Hey.

- Do you have a minute?

- What's going on?

- It's about us...

and all of those romantic things I said a few days ago.

- Okay.

- See, all those things that I said to you,

you should know that wasn't really me.

- What do you mean?

- I mean, the feelings were me,

and the meanings behind the words were true,

and I was directing it towards you,

but I have to admit,

that I had help.

- I did notice quite a difference

in the way that you presented yourself that night,

but why did you think that you needed help?

- When we first met, you only remembered me

because of that time I fainted in biology class.

- Well, you threw up, and then you fainted.

You were--you were such a beautiful

and amazing person, and you were so smart,

and good with words, that I just thought

I needed to be smart and wordful too

to get you to notice me.

- "Wordful's" not a word.

- I just felt that I had to go above and beyond

to get your attention.

But that's only because you're worth

going above and beyond for.

I'll let you get back to work.

- Tom, wait.

- There you go. - Thank you.

- Hey, honey. Uh, Bree's here.

- I have some exciting news.

- What's going on?

- There's an offer on the house.

- That's fantastic. - Already?

- That's the way I work.

Darling, look more excited.

They're slightly above asking and really eager

to own this place.

- Yeah. I-I just thought

I would have a little bit more time

to sort things out.

- Hey, we should-- we should go out and celebrate.

- We should take advantage of this offer,

but I won't proceed unless is 100% what you want.

- Oh, okay.

Yeah, just, um... give me the night

to think about it.

- Excellent. Now we just need to talk escrow.

- Great news, dude.

Lily like me.

- "Like" likes you, or likes you like a friend?

- She "like" likes me, dude. - By her own free will?

- Yes, I just told her how I felt

and in my own words, and it worked.

Honesty, it really is the best policy.

I think you'd feel better if you told Claire the truth.

- It's too late.

She's already with Rich, and I missed my opportunity.

- Hey. both: Hey.

- Come on in. - Thanks.

- Tom.

So, uh...

a celebration's in order because we just--

we just got an offer on the house.

I'm taking everyone out tonight, so--

- There's an offer already?

- Yeah, now Claire can finally leave this place,

and live with me in a big, bad city.

- Oh, well, let's not go crazy.

I-I haven't made my decision yet.

- Well, it's still great, isn't it?

- Yeah.

- That's, that's, that's perfect.

- So you guys have to come out with us.

Lily's gonna be there.

- Well, then I'm there.

- Henry?

- I don't know if I can make it. I should spend time with my mom.

- Maybe later then?

Please, try to come out.

I would love for you to be there.

- I'll try. Mm-hmm.

- All right, well, first round's on me,

so if you come late, you're paying for yourself.

- That's true. - I'll see you later.

- Bye.

- Thank you. - Sure.

- All right. Most expensive bottle they had.

- Bree must really know what she's doing.

- Yeah, well, Henry also really fixed it up.

- How come you didn't help out?

- Well, I've been busy. - Doing what?

- Trying to impress you. - And that took you all week?

- Yes, there's lots going on behind the scenes.

Planning, preparation.

- To selling the house and moving forward.

Cheers. all: Cheers.

- You don't have to be here, you know?

- Why would you say something like that?

That's ridiculous, Mom.

- Because you've been quiet and distracted all night.

- I'm just tired.

- Go be with your friends.

- I would much rather be here.

- No, your friendships mean so much to you.

I know that, or you wouldn't have tried

to patch up Edith and I. - I was wrong.

You shouldn't feel bad about all the things

you never told Edith.

It was so long ago.

Friend change. Feelings, they change.

People grow apart.

You were right. It's best to leave the past

in the past.

- Hey, there.

I got something for you.

The, uh, photo slideshow for your mom.

- Aw, this is great. Thank you.

I think she's really gonna love it.

- So where were you last night?

- I thought I told you I wouldn't be able to make it.

- Yeah, but you didn't even return my texts.

- I'm sorry. I've just been busy,

and I didn't think that it would matter

if I was there or not.

- But...

I thought we were friends.

- We are.

But what difference does one night make?

I mean, let's be honest, we went years

without even talking to each other.

- I thought we were getting closer.

Was I wrong about that? - No.

- Well, last night was a big deal for me, you know?

I might be selling the house, and it's scary.

- It shouldn't be.

I mean, I know that it's easy to, you know,

hold on to the past, but things change.

It's a part of life. You just need to let go

and move on, even if it's scary,

even if it hurts.

- You sound like Rich.

- Well, I think he's right on this one.

Uh, I really need to get this done.

I'm sorry.

- Okay. I'll see you at the party.

- Oh, hi. - Hi.

- Oh, hey, how are you?

- So, if you agree,

we could go to the dance floor.

- Oh, this looks amazing.

Oh, my gosh. It's beautiful.

- Well, you don't look a day over 22.

- Oh, you're a big liar.

Try to tell that to my colorist

who's life mission is to keep these grays hidden.

- Aw, happy birthday. - Thank you, honey.

Thank you so much. Good to see you, sweetie.

This is beautiful. It's beautiful.

You've always been the sweetest kid

on the planet Earth. You always were.

- The perfect party for the perfect mom.

- Oh.

- Happy birthday. - Thank you, sweetheart.

Thank you.

Um, what is she doing here? - Thank you, thank you.

- And you didn't call her again? - No.

- You didn't call her again? - No.

I didn't think she was gonna show.

Go talk to her.

- Great to see you, Edith.

- Surprised to see you here.

- Didn't like the way we left things.

- Me, neither.

Ah, do you wanna go and talk? - Sure.

I thought you wouldn't agree to see me,

so I figured I'd come to tell you in person.

- Tell me what? - How I feel about all of this.

- Susie, I am so sad about what's happened

with our friendship.

- You know, Edie, I didn't invite you to the wedding

because I thought it would hurt you.

I know how much it upset you that I was with Mel,

and that--that killed me.

But do you know how much I wanted you there that day?

- I never wanted to stand in the way of your happiness.

I mean, it was just-- it was just hard.

For that, I'm sorry.

- No, I should have been more respectful

of your feelings.

- You were just in love. - Mm.

- And look at what it brought you.

- And it's so much better that you're here.

Now, I know you brought me a present.

You did. I saw it.

- No.

Yes, I did. - You did.

- Great. - Oh, hey, guys.

Thanks for coming. - Oh, yeah.

Well, it wasn't too far of a commute.

- Actually, I'm gonna grab a drink.

You want anything? - Ah, no.

I'm--I'm good right now, thanks. - Okay.

- You want one? - Yeah.

- Look, I'm sorry I didn't come out last night.

- Oh, no need to apologize.

You were right.

I've decided to take the offer.

- W--Really, you're gonna sell?

- Yup, so, you know. You can just forget about it.

Water under the bridge.

Uh, where's your mom? I should say happy birthday.

- Eh, she's over there. - Okay.

- Fraternity, remember?

- Susan, hey. - Hey.

- Happy birthday. - Thank you so much.

Thanks, honey. - Yeah.

Well, nice hats. - Yeah, right?

What do you think?

Aren't those the ones from the picture?

- They are the hats from the picture.

I think we could get away with, you know, wearing these

- To a royal wedding. - To a royal wedding.

- I'm glad you made it. - Me too.

- We've been catching up on everything.

She's been telling me all about her husband,

and her kids, and her grandkids.

- I love that you can still lose track of time

just hanging out.

- Well, we haven't talked in a long while,

but we did have a way of losing track of time.

- Oh, yeah. - Didn't we?

Yeah, yeah we did.

And y--had we just been honest with each other,

all those years ago, we wouldn't have

all this catching up to do right now.

- Yeah. - Glad you're here.

- Me too.

- Well, uh, I'm gonna gather up all the troops,

time to give Mom her present.

- Yes. - There's more?

- Oh, there's more. - Mm-hmm.

- Oh, my gosh, you guys. - Okay.

- Uh, first I wanna thank everyone

for coming out tonight.

It means a lot to both of us.

I wouldn't be the man that I am today

without the love and support of my mom.

So this party tonight is not just a birthday celebration,

It's a "thank you." So thank you, Mom.

I love you.

- I love you. Thank you.

- Uh, I also want to thank someone else

who made this party possible,

Claire Goodster.

Claire's the one who suggested we have a theme.

And the theme tonight is "Memories."

- Oh, it just gets worse.

Right. - Money well spent.

- Aw, yeah. - Happy birthday.

- That's the most incredible gift.

Thanks, my sweetheart. - I love you.

- I love you too

- Party's a success.

Hmm? - Yeah.

- We did it.

My mom loved her present.

She loves all of it. - Good.

That makes me happy.

Uh, Rich and I are going to get going though.

- Oh, already? - Yeah, we, uh...

have to get some stuff organized at the house.

- Oh.

- We already said our good-byes to your mom.

- Okay.

Well, um, good luck with everything.

- Well, I'm sure we'll see each other again.

- Yeah, I'm only in town for a couple more days.

I'm probably gonna spend most of it with my mom.

- Of course.

- You know, try to stop by before you leave.

But if you can't--

- Take care. - Yeah, you too.

- Oh, oh hey, before I forget--um...

This for you.

Take care, Henry.

- Oh, hey, uh...

Henry should have taken care of this.

You know what, I'll-- I'll toss it out.

- No. - Hmm?

- No.

Rich, I need to be honest with you.

- Yeah, okay. Shoot.

- I don't want to sell the house.

And I've been telling you that for a while,

but I feel like you haven't ever really heard me.

You convinced me that it was the right thing to do,

so I listened.

- I'm just trying to help.

- I believe you...

but being back here has made me realize

that living downtown isn't what I want.

- What are-- what are you saying?

You wanna keep the house?

- I don't just want to keep it,

I want to live in it.

I want to start a family and raise my kids here.

I grew up here. My friends are here.

Rich, I am happy here.

- Did Henry put you up to this?

- No. - Are you sure?

Because, I swear, ever since he's gotten here,

you got all these new ideas about life.

- Henry didn't put me up to anything.

Rich...

look,

we just want different things.

And I think deep down, you know that.

I'm sorry. - Yeah.

I'm sorry too.

- There you are.

- Hey. - Hi.

- Looking all over for you. I brought you some cake.

You should talk to her.

- What?

You should talk to her. You should go talk to Claire.

You can't just keep this bottled up anymore.

- Wait, how do you know how I feel about Claire?

- Honey, I'm your mother.

- Mom.

Happy birthday. - Thanks, sweetheart.

Ah, I love you.

- I love you.

- Go get her.

- Hey. - Rich?

- What'd I tell you?

I told you to stay out of the way.

- What are you talking about?

- She just broke up with me.

Is that what you want? Are you happy?

- You pushed her away.

There's nothing that I could have said or did

that would have done that.

But I did lie about one thing. She's not just a friend to me.

I love her.

- Re--yeah, yeah. I-I-I knew that.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa. Back up, back up.

Back up, back up.

- You okay? - Yeah.

- Where's Claire?

- She said she wanted to be alone,

needed time to clear her head.

- Oh.

- Claire. - Henry?

What are you doing here?

- I need to talk to you.

- What's this?

- You said that everyone love presents,

so this present's for you.

- Ugh-- - Just read it.

- Well, why does it smell like trash?

- Just read it.

Dear Claire,

I've known you for most of my life,

but in all our years of friendship,

I haven't been completely honest with you.

Since this is the last week of high school,

I think it's finally time for me to tell you the truth.

I remember the first time that I saw you,

down to the smallest detail.

It was the day that you moved in next door

and I watched you sit down on the front porch,

cheering the movers on.

I remember that like it was yesterday,

but, for some strange reason,

I don't remember when I fell in love with you.

It's almost like I've always been

in love with you, even before we met.

And I was just waiting for you to walk into my life.

These feelings have always been there,

they've never gone away

and I don't think they ever will.

I wrote that senior year of high school,

but I could have written it today

because I feel exactly the same way.

Every single word of it.

- What took you so long?

- So you're telling me he's been in love with you

all this time?

- Yeah. Ever since high school.

Do you want to see the letter? - Yes.

- Oh, oh, um... - It's so sticky.

- B--um--

- Tom!

- What's going on, darling?

I can explain. I told you--I told you...

I wanted you to see me differently.

That those words were not mine.

- You never said that this was from Henry's love letter

to Claire from high school.

- Um, it's not--listen. - How could you do this to me?

Get over here right now. You are in so much trouble.

So much trouble.

Come here.