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So here's what you missed on Glee.

Sue tried to shoot Brittany
out of a cannon.

It wasn't safe,
so Brit, Santana and Quinn quit the Cheerios.

- Sucks for you.
- Now we get to see what
they look like in street clothes.

Finn broke up with Rachel
because she made out with Puck,

but then Quinn kissed Finn
after the big game,
even though she's been dating Sam.

Yikes!
It used to be a love triangle,
and now it's like a pentagon.

And that's what you missed on Glee.

We all know I'm not
the smartest guy in the world,

but there are two lessons
I learned the hard way.

One: Never punch a cop.

The other one:
You can't choose love.
Love chooses you.

I mean, I could have any girl I wanted,

but here I am
in the middle of Geometry
or English or something,

and the only girl
I've got my eye on is...

a whole lot of woman.

I owe it all to sectionals.

We needed a 12th member,
and I told her if she joined the Glee Club,

I'd give her seven minutes in heaven.

But what went down
in that janitor's closet was... epic.

- You're really not good at this
and kinda scrawny.
- You gotta be kidding me.

Yeah, you're not
turning me on at all.

- Later, sad sack.
- But that was only three minutes.

Three minutes
I'll never get back.

Maybe it's because
she's constantly insulting me like my mom.

Maybe I just dig a chick with curves.

But it's almost Valentine's Day,
and it's official.

Stare at me again,
and I'll break your nuts.

Also, these candies
you gave me:
They sucked.

- But you ate all of them.
- I had to make sure
they all sucked.

I'm in love with Lauren Zizes.

It's amazing
what actually accomplishing
something does to a person.

I know what you're thinking...
that they're all only into me...

because I won the first
conference championship
in this school's history,

but I've changed.

I'm walking taller,
carrying a bigger stick...

and using it
to fight off the ladies.

- I love you, Finnie-bear.
- Thanks, Becky.

- Oh!
- Be my valentine?

Awesome. I'll keep you posted.

Copy that.

Yeah. I've been collecting
a lot of hearts lately.

Only question is
which one to choose.

Bingo.
I just need to go for this.

Maybe the reason it never
worked out with Rachel was
because I was never over Quinn.

I know I can pry her away from Sam
if I can get her to kiss me again.

The ridiculous thing is that
I could get every girl in this school
to kiss me but her.

Game on.

Okay, I'm all for flair,
but these Valentine Day
decorations are just tacky.

I mean, what the hell
is this supposed to be?

It's clearly puppy love.
It's cute. Come on.

I love you!
Oh!

Adorable.
Okay,
this is creepy.

It's a simple excuse to sell
candy and greeting cards
on a holiday.

Not true. People have been
celebrating Valentine's Day
for centuries.

And call me a hopeless romantic,
but it's my favorite holiday.
Really?

I think there's something
really great about a day...

where you're encouraged
to just lay it all on the line
and say to somebody,

"I'm in love with you."

You know?

And this year I wanna do
something really radical,
so I need your opinion on this.

But there's this guy
that I sort of... like,

and I've only known him
for a little while,

but I wanna tell him that
I think my feelings are starting
to change into something...

deeper.

So I have to ask,
do you think it's too much...

to sing to somebody
on Valentine's Day?

Not at all.

What can I get you?

A medium drip
and a grande nonfat mocha
for this guy,

and maybe I could
get 'em to split
one of those Cupid cookies.

You know
my coffee order?

Of course I do.

That'll be 8.40.

Don't even bother, dummy.
It's on me.

Keep the change.

I do believe I have
a new favorite holiday.

All right, guys.
I have one word for you.

- Brittany.
- Is it "love"?

I'm totally
gonna graduate now!

Valentine's Day is comin' up,
so for this week's lesson,

I want you guys
to pick a partner...

because you're gonna sing
to them what you think is
the world's greatest love song.

Yeah. Find a song that
communicates all the things
that love means to you.

- Now, partner up.
- Mr. Schue?

Can I say something?

I just wanted to point out
that, for the first time,

an entire week has gone by
without any one of us
getting Slusheed.

I think the fact that I led the football team
to a conference championship...

might have something
to do with it.

Fact is that I'm the closest
thing that this Glee Club has
to a celebrity right now,

and, just like a famous athlete,
I wanna give to a charity.

You guys.

So I'm setting up
a kissing booth
for a dollar a smooch,

and donating the proceeds
to Glee Club to help us...

Don't even act like
you're trying to help
this Glee Club out.

You just want
to kiss a bunch of girls.

I've kissed Finn,
and can I just say,
"Not worth a buck."

I would, however,
pay $100 to jiggle
one of his man boobs.

- Do you ever get tired
of tearing other people down?
- No, not really.

'Cause you always
just seem to be meddling
in everybody else's business.

Oh, please.
You guys love me.

I keep it real,
and I'm hilarious.

Actually, you're
just a bitch.

- Okay.
- Whoa, whoa.

I'm sorry.
You've just got eyes
for my man.

Okay, first of all,
I'm not your man.

And Finn is right.
All you ever do
is insult us.

Three weeks ago, you said
you were disappointed that
I didn't have a lizard baby.

Five minutes ago,
you said Mr. Schue belonged
in a twelve-step program.

- Wait, what?
- You're addicted to vests.

The truth is, Santana,
you can dish it out,
but you can't take it.

Okay, maybe you're right.
Maybe I am destined to play...

the title role
in the Broadway musical
version of Willow,

but the only job
you're gonna have
is working on a pole.

Fine.

Santana.

Maybe try rocking
back and forth.
People do that in movies.

No. 'Cause I just try
to be really, really
honest with people...

when I think that
they suck, you know?

Yeah.
No one gets it.

I suppose you want me
to thank you for sticking up
for me today,

except that makes it seem like
I need somebody to stick up
for me, so...

Oh, no, no. Trust me.

I know that you don't need me
to stick up for you.

- You're all kinds of tough.
- Mmm. That's true.

How about you let me
take you to Breadstix
for Valentine's Day?

You seriously think
it's that easy?

I'm not desperate, so if you really want this,
you best come correct.

Because I spell "woman"
Z-l-Z-E-S.

And I need to be wooed.
You understand me?

Wooed.

Damn.

Hey.
Whatcha doin'?

Nothing.
Just, uh, daydreaming.
Plotting weekend outfits.

Well, come on.
You're gonna want to see this.

I've called
an emergency meeting
of The Warblers' Council.

Sounds serious.
Let's hope not.

I just need to ask them
a tiny, little favor.

- This emergency meeting
is called to order.

Junior member Blaine Anderson,
the floor is yours.

Esteemed Council,
I'll be brief.

Simply put...

- I'm in love.
Ooh!

Congrats.

I'm not really good
at talking about my feelings.
I'm much better at singing them.

But still,
I could use a little help.

Which is why I'm asking
to enlist The Warblers...

to help serenade
this individual in song...

off-campus.

- What?
- Off-campus?

Yeah, right.
No way. Uh-uh.
Are you serious?

I... I know what I'm asking
is slightly unusual.

The Warblers haven't performed
in an informal setting since 1927,

when the Spirit of St. Louis
overshot the tarmac and plowed
through seven Warblers...

during an impromptu rendition
of "Welcome to Ohio, Lucky Lindy."

Why would we even consider
what you're asking?

I firmly believe
that our reticence
to perform in public...

nearly cost us a trip to regionals.

We're becoming privileged,
porcelain birds.

- You mock us, sir!

- Thad, David,
I will have order.
- May I please say something?

With respect,
I believe Blaine
has a point.

The Warblers are
so concerned with
image and tradition...

that sometimes I feel like
we miss out on opportunities
to step outside our comfort zones.

When I was on New Directions,
we performed in front of
hostile crowds...

pretty much
anywhere we went.

I mean, mattress stores,
shopping malls.

- I had a cat thrown at me
in a nursing home once.

But it-
It gave us confidence.
It kept us loose.

And where would
this performance
take place?

The Gap
at the North Hills mall.

I'd like to call it
"The Warblers' Gap Attack."

Why The Gap?

The guy that I like
is a junior manager.

All those in favor?

I was absolutely devastated.
-

Did he ever actually say
you two were dating?

Well, not in so many words.

Well, did he put
the moves on?

No, but we were always
singing duets, and he was
always smiling at me.

Oh, my God,
I made up the whole thing
in my head, didn't I?

Listen, we've all been there.
At least I have, with you.

I know exactly
what you mean.

I mean, if Finn thinks that
he's just gonna walk out
of my life, he's wrong.

'Cause I'm gonna go up
to that kissing booth
tomorrow with a $100 bill,

and he's not gonna
be able to make change.

Then he's gonna be forced
to kiss me 100 times,

- and when his lips touch mine...
Hey.

He's gonna feel it.
We're supposed to be giving
Kurt advice, remember?

Yeah.

- So you are going to
The Gap Attack though, right?
- Sh-Should I?

Yes!
Mm-hmm.

Scope out the competition.
See what this guy's like.

You know, you two
are both so guy crazy.

Yeah. Look at me.
I don't have a date for Valentine's Day,
and I could give a rip.

The three of us are divas.

Look at our idols:
Whitney, Barbra,
Patti LuPone.

They all became stars
while they were single.

They took all the pain and loneliness,
and they put it into their music.

People can relate to it.
Everybody feels lonely.

Harnessing this pain
is why they became legends.

Why has this
never occurred to me?

Sometimes you have to choose
between love and talent,

and, as far as I'm concerned,
we all need to fly solo
for a while.

It's so nice
to be around girls
for a change.

Aw. Here.
Don't sit on the pizza.

Are you gonna take me home tonight?

Oh, down beside that red firelight

Are you gonna let it all hang out?

Fat-bottomed girls,
you make the rockin' world go round

Hey!

I was just a skinny lad

Never knew no good from bad

But I knew love
before I left my nursery

Left alone
with big fat Fanny

She was such a naughty nanny

Hey, big woman,
you made a bad boy outta me

I've been singin'
with my band

Across the water
Across the land

I seen every blue-eyed floozy
on the way

Hey
Whoo!

But their beauty
and their style
Whoo!

Went kinda smooth
after a while

Take me to them lardy ladies
every time

- Come on!
- Oh, won't you
take me home tonight?

Oh, down beside your red firelight

Are you gonna let it all hang out?

Fat-bottomed girls,
you make the rockin' world go round

- Yeah
- Fat-bottomed girls, you make the...

Rockin' world go round

Get on your bikes and ride!

Ooh, yeah

- Oh, yeah
Them fat-bottomed girls
- Fat-bottomed girls

Yeah, yeah, yeah

So, um,
what did you think?

I mean, that's kind of
my love song to you, 'cause...

you know,
you're a little
on the heavier side,

but, like the song says,
you know, I'm kind of
into it, so...

That was the first time
anyone ever sang me a love song.

And it made me feel like crap.

I want tongue.

Uh, thanks, Becky.

- Yes!

Oh. Sorry, ladies.
Brush and floss time.

I gotta keep up with the oral
hygiene if I'm gonna satisfy
all of you. Sorry.

I know why
you're doing this.

You know
I'm the only girl in school
that won't kiss you,

and you think
the peer pressure
will get to me.

Well, it is sort of uncool
that you...

you're too uptight to spend
a buck for a good cause
like Glee Club.

I'm not kissing you again.

What are you so afraid of?

Leading you on,
hurting my boyfriend.

Your boyfriend's a boy.

Tell me you don't
wanna kiss me right now.

I can't do this.

I saw it.
You guys' faces were, like,
right up next to each other.

Kissing distance.

What are these things?

They're called records.
People used to listen
to music on them.

I'm looking for a classic
love song to sing to you
for our assignment,

because,
despite your confusion
about the matter,

you are the only guy
I'm ever within
kissing distance of.

Okay, so answer me this then.
Why haven't you kissed Finn
at his booth yet?

Okay, first you're all
up in my business
for kissing Finn,

- and now you're pissed at me
for not kissing him.
- It's odd!

- Something seems fishy.
I mean...
- This is insane.

Shh!

- Everyone thinks I'm dumb.
- Not... everyone.

But I'm not.
At least, not about you.

You play it cool,
but you're ambitious.

You like being the queen bee,

and you think being
with star quarterback Finn
is gonna put you up there...

whether you're wearing
a Cheerio's uniform or not.

- I'm pretty, but I ain't dumb.
- Fine.

Right after Glee rehearsal,
I'm kissing Finn.

Thanks.

- Are you sure
you can handle this?
- Oh, absolutely.

No, I... I've decided
that I'm better off
without you.

Not without you specifically,

but without any man
who's gonna keep me from
achieving my goals of stardom.

Sweet. Uh.

Well, we should
probably kiss.
There's a lineup.

What-
What the hell?
On the cheek?

W-Wait.
I thought you said
you were over me.

I am, but I still...
I still want a real kiss.
That was not a dollar kiss.

I knew you were lying about
being through with love
and all that stuff.

Okay, fine.
I still love you, okay?
Is that what you wanna hear?

Why can't you
just forgive me?

You cheated on me.
That means something.

What does it mean?
That I was stupid?
That I was angry?

I don't care about Puck.
I don't care about anybody
but you.

It's Valentine's Day.

Oh, yeah. I ordered it
for you for Christmas
before we broke up.

Just open it.

I think you're right
about wanting to be alone
for a while.

'Cause let's face it, Rachel,
you're better than everyone
in this school.

You don't need me
or any other guy
to anchor you to Lima.

You're a real star.

You need to shine.

Just because
I can't be with you...

doesn't mean
I don't believe in you.

Thank you.

It's weird.

Who'd have guessed that
the quiet, skinny Asian guy
and the kid in the wheelchair...

would end up dating
two of the raddest girls
in school?

Yeah.
No jealousy,
no drama.

Nope.

I don't know how we did it.
I do.

We're dope.

You know, you...
You make me feel
so good inside.

I always wanted a girl
just like you.

Such a P.Y.T.
Pretty Young Thing.

Ooh!

Where did you come from,
baby?

And, ooh
won't you take me there?

Right away
Won't you, baby?

Tenderoni you've got to be

Spark my nature, sugar
Fly with me

Don't you know now
is the perfect time?

We can make it right
Hit the city lights

Then tonight
ease the lovin' pain

Let me take you to the max

I want to love you

P.Y.T.
- Pretty Young Thing

You need some lovin'

T.L.C.
Tender Lovin' Care

And I'll take you there

Girl, ooh, ooh

I want to love you

- P.Y.T.
- Pretty Young Thing

You need some lovin'

- T.L.C.
- Tender Lovin' Care

And I'll take you there

Hee

Pretty Young Thing

What do you say?

Pretty Young Things,
repeat after me

Sing "Na na na"
Na na na

- "Na na na na"
- Na na na na

Sing "Na na na"
Na na na

- "Na na na na na"
- Na na na na na

I'll take you there

Ooh, ooh

- Ooh
- P.Y.T.

Ah, baby
T.L.C.

Ah, baby

- That's my man,
and his legs don't work.
- Tenderoni!

I'm so in love,
I may just start crying.

- What's that?
- It's a receipt.
I went to Jared.

You can reimburse me.

We'll have dinner
at Breadstix, and then
we can consider this settled.

Um, no.
And consider what settled?

Look,
you made your point.
I'm sort of a bitch.

But I'm willing to change.

I won't tell Lauren
to look out for poachers...

who might mistake her
for the endangered white rhino.

I heard that.
Don't make me rip
that weave out ya' head.

Oh, this is not
gonna be good.

Hello, Lauren.
You are a beautiful person.
Thank you.

Now get out of my way, please,
afores I ends you.

You don't wanna push me.

Oh.
But see, I sorta do.

I'm from a part of town
called Lima Heights Adjacent.

You know where that is,
Poppin' Fresh?

It's on the wrong side
of the tracks.

Aaah!

Ow! Come on!

Hey! Knock it off
and get going!

That's how we do it
in Lima Heights.

Let's get you to the nurse.

Please go out with me.
Just please.

You make
a formal presentation,

and I'll consider it.

Wait. Hold on.
I wanna see this.

- Pervert?
- I'd prefer "chaperone"
and also "boyfriend."

- Satisfied?
- Yeah.

Mmm.
Let's go.

So I took a bunch of those
records you were lookin' at
in the library,

and I'm gonna load them
into my iTunes.
Hey, I forgot my purse.

Meet me tomorrow afternoon
in the auditorium.

Fireworks.

That's him.
The blond one folding sweaters.

Mmm. I can see the appeal.
That's quite a head of hair.

His name is Jeremiah.

If he and I got married,
The Gap would give me
a 50% discount.

This is insane.
I don't know what I'm doing.

We haven't even really
gone out on a date.
We... We shouldn't do this.

Okay, come on, come on.
Man up. You're amazing.

He's gonna love you.

Vum vum vum vum

Vum vum vum vum
Oh

Baby girl, where you at?

Got no strings
Got men attached

Can't stop that feelin'
for long, no

Mmm

You makin' dogs wanna beg

Breaking them off
your fancy legs

But they make you feel
right at home, now

Oh

See all these illusions
just take us too long

And I want it bad

Because you walk pretty
Because you talk pretty
'Cause you make me sick

And I'm not leavin'
till you're leavin'

Oh, I swear there's something
when she's pumpin'
Asking for a raise

Well, does she want me
to carry her home now?

So does she want me
to buy her things?

On my house
On my job

On my loot, shoes,
my shirt, my crew, my mind,
my father's last name

When I get you alone
Alone

When I get you
you'll know, babe
Know

When I get you alone
Alone

When I get you alone

Oh, come on

Yeah, yeah

Baby girl, you the shh

That makes you my equivalent

Well, you can keep your toys
in the drawer tonight

All right
All my dogs talkin' fast

Ain't you got
some photographs?

'Cause you shook that room
like a star, now

Yes, you did
Yes, you did

All these intrusions
just take us too long

And I want you so bad

Because you walk city
Because you talk city
'Cause you make me sick

And I'm not leavin'
till you're leavin'

So I pray to something
she ain't bluffin'
Rubbin' up on me

Well, does she want me
to make a vow?
Check it

Well, does she want me
to make it now?

On my house
On my job

On my loot, shoes,
my voice, my crew, my mind,
my father's last name

When I get you alone
Alone

When I get you
you'll know, babe
Know

When I get you alone
Alone

When I get you alone

Oh, when I get you alone

Was it too much?

Yeah,
it was too much.

Jeremiah. Hey.

- What the hell were you doing?
- What?

I just got fired.

You can't just
bust a groove in the middle
of somebody else's workplace.

- But they loved it.
- Well, my boss didn't.

Neither did I.
No one here knows I'm gay.

Can I be honest?
Just with the hair,
I think they do.

Blaine,
let's just be clear here.

You and I got coffee twice.
We're not dating.

If we were,
I'd get arrested,
'cause you're underage.

Oh, yeah. That's my ear.
I love it. I like it.

Oh, gross.

How is this possible?

I'm the hottest piece of action
at this school,

and here I am on Valentine's,
single.

Whatever.
I'll just marry an NFL player.

They're super reliable.

Wait, that's... weird.

Quinn's wearing
her queen bitch smirk,

and Finn only wears
that gassy infant look when
he feels guilty about something.

Holy, sweet hell!
They're fooling around!

I know what cheating looks like.
I do it all the time.

Huh.

Well, I think it's time to do
what Santana does best.

Revenge.

I've always loved volunteering
at the local hospital.

And not just because
of the sexy candy striper outfit.

Giving back is so important.

Excuse me.
Are there any sick students
I can help you tend to?

Wes Fahey's down with mono,
and he's waiting for his mom
to pick him up.

But you shouldn't go in there.
He's highly contagious.

Please.
I've had mono so many times,
it turned into stereo.

Hi.

So I'm gonna need
to borrow your germs.

Thanks.

Mmm.
Whoa.

- Whoa.
- Sorry about that.
I couldn't help myself.

If I have anything,
I hope it's not contagious.

Wh-What?

Hi.

What is this place?

It's a library.

Haven't you been
in here before?

No? Okay.

I don't understand.
You said you wanna
formally ask me out,

but I see no envelope of cash,
no muffin basket.

- I sang to you.
- An offensive song.

I don't think you're ready
for this jelly.

Wait. I mean,
let's be honest here.

You look...
the way you look,

and I'm embracing that.

I mean,
it turns me on, babe.

I look like America looks.

And like America,
I need more than just a song
to get my juices flowin'.

Lauren Zizes,
will you go to Breadstix
with me tomorrow night?

Tomorrow's not Valentine's Day.

Tomorrow's the pre-date.

'Cause our mouths are gonna
be too busy mackin' out on
Valentine's Day to eat anything.

I like your style,
Puckerman.
I dine at 8:00.

Now get outta here
before I change my mind.

Good-bye.

Sorry,
I was at church.

- Praying for the strength
to come?
- Not to.

You realize this
is making me a cheater.

The thing
that hurt you so badly...

that it made you
break up with me...

and Rachel.

You know why it hurt so bad
when you guys cheated on me?

- 'Cause it meant
you didn't love me.
- That's not true.

No, at least not enough
to not wanna hurt me.
That's the thing about cheating.

When you really love someone,
you do anything
to keep them safe.

- I love Sam.
- No, you don't.

Or else you wouldn't
have come here.

Fine.
I think I love him.

No matter what happens
between us,

I'm not gonna break up with Sam
until I know for sure
one way or another.

Okay.

Don't you think you can love
two people at one time?

Not totally.
You have to choose
eventually.

Not yet.

Ugh. Don't they have anything
here that isn't covered
with stupid little hearts?

- Gross.
- Well, you've certainly
changed your tune.

I don't think
I've ever made that big
a fool of myself,

which is really saying
something, because I've
performed at theme parks.

I just- I can't believe
I made it all up in my head.

Okay, can I
ask you something?

Because we've always been
completely honest
with each other.

You and I... we hang out.

We sing flirty duets together.
You know my coffee order.

Was I supposed to think
that that was nothing?

What do you mean?

I thought the guy
that you wanted to ask out
on Valentine's Day... was me.

Wow.

I really am clueless.

Look, Kurt.

I don't know what I'm doing.

I pretend like I do,
and I know how to act
it out in song,

but the truth is,

I've never really been
anyone's boyfriend.

Me neither.

Let me be really clear
about something.

I really, really
care about you,

but as you and about 20
mortified shoppers saw,

I'm not very good
at romance.

I don't wanna screw this up.

So it's just like
When Harry Met Sally,
but I get to play Meg Ryan.

Deal.

Don't they, uh,
get together in the end?

Could I get a nonfat mocha
and a medium drip for my friend,
Billy Crystal?

Ah, you know
my coffee order.

You know what?
I think I got something
for us to do on Valentine's Day.

Thanks for doin' this.

- It really takes the sting off.
- It's cool.

- My dad's a drug addict,
so losers make me horny.
- I'm not a loser.

This is the first time
I've ever been stood up.

Must be some chick
to blow you off.

Rochelle, I've been covering
your section for 15 minutes.

Your break's over,
and your husband called.

Well, I did it.

I kissed every girl
in the school and raised
$324 for the Glee Club.

All right, Finn, thanks.
That'll pay for half a ticket
to nationals, so...

still a long way to go.

You all right?
Okay.

Now I believe
it's time to hear...

what the world's
greatest love song means
to Miss Tina Cohen-Chang.

- Come on up.
- Whoo!

Is anyone else hot?
It's really stuffy in here.

This is for you, Mike.
Happy Valentine's Day.

My funny valentine

Sweet, comic valentine

You make me smile
with my heart

Your looks are laughable

Unphotographable

Yet you're my favorite
work of art

Is your figure
less than Greek?

Is your mouth a little weak?

When you open...

Are you smart?

Stay—
Oh, God.

Valentine

Stay

Every day is Valentine's Day
when I'm with you

- I'm so overcome with love.
- Okay, wow. That was... powerful.

I love you, Mike Chang.
- Almost too powerful.

Mr. Schue, can I be excused?
I don't feel well.

Me either.
I feel sick.

Let me guess.

You have a sore throat,
your glands are swollen,
and you're feverish.

Yeah. Yeah, which is why
I need to go to the nurse.

It sounds like you have mono.

Otherwise known as
"the kissing disease."

But you know what
really helps spread it?
A little tongue.

Which is weird,
because it sounds like
Quinn here has it too.

I was there when they kissed.
It was just a peck.

So how about we stop
talking about tonguing,
and Finn and I go to the nurse?

You know what?
I think that is a capital idea.

I've cheated twice in my life.

The first time, I got pregnant.

The second time, I got mono.

I think the universe is trying
to tell me something.

Maybe. But I think Sam
likes you enough to believe
whatever story you told him.

Santana is such a bitch.

It looks like mono to me.
I called your mothers.

You can hang here
till they pick you up,
but no kissing.

I'm not done with us yet.

You have to stop.

Nothing can happen between us
until I figure out what's
going on with me and Sam,

and you figure out
what's going on
with you and Rachel.

But... nothing's...

Nothing's going on
with me and Rachel.

All I know is that
when I don't catch you
staring at me,

you're staring at her.

- Hello, Lauren.
- What's with the Chilly Willy,
Puckerman?

Honestly!

I'm not used to
getting stood up.

Last night?
Breadstix?

Oh, we had a date,
didn't we?

Look, I get it.

You've been hurt by guys
before, but I'm telling you,
I'm not like that.

First of all,
you got a girl
pregnant last year,

so, uh, yeah, you are.

And "B": What makes you
assume guys treat me badly?
I can take care of myself.

That's what I like
about you.

I'm not into you
because you...
have curves.

I... What I like is that
you're a girl who's an even
bigger badass than me.

Can I be honest with you?
I like you.

I used to think
you were smokin',

but a lot of that
had to do with the fact that
I thought you were mixed race,

and that never fails
to get me goin'.

Here's the thing, Puckerman.
I'm not just lookin' for
somebody to fool around with,

so if you're really into me,
you gotta take it slow.

I suppose I could
give that a shot.

Then you're on
for Valentine's Day.

As friends.

- Where's Quinn?
- Uh.

Her mom picked her up
a few hours ago.

Quinn really is
very pretty.

You don't
have to do that, you know.

No. I would do it
for anyone.

She's prettier than me.

Would you stop?
You're beautiful.

I know she is.

It meant so much to me
that you chose me over her.

Girls like me
don't get chosen over girls
like her very much.

Did you kiss her?
Like Santana said?

Yeah, yeah. But I...
I just needed to get it
out of my system.

So what did it feel like...

when you kissed her?

Fireworks.

Did you see fireworks
when you kissed me?

- Rachel, wait.
- No.

It's good.
Thank you.

Look, you've given me
the strength to move on.

I know now that there's...
nothing here for me anymore.

That's not the truth.

I still...

I'm just...
I'm so confused
in my head right now.

No, it's okay.
Look, I understand.

And now I'm free
to pursue my dreams without
anything holding me back.

And you've actually inspired
my song selection for this
week's love song assignment.

Feel better, Finn.

Do you ever feel
like a plastic bag?

Drifting through the wind

Wanting to start again

Do you ever feel
Feel so paper-thin?

Like a house of cards
one blow from caving in

Do you ever feel
already buried deep?

Six-feet-under screams
but no one seems
to hear a thing

Do you know that there's
still a chance for you?

'Cause there's
a spark in you

You just gotta ignite the light

And let it shine

Just own the night

Like the Fourth of July

'Cause, baby, you're a firework

Come on, show 'em
what you're worth

Make 'em go, "Oh, oh, oh"

As you shoot across
the sky-y-y

Baby, you're a firework

Come on
Let your colors burst

Make 'em go, "Oh, oh, oh"

You're gonna leave 'em
goin', "Oh, oh, oh"

Baby, you're a firework

Come on
Let your colors burst

Make 'em go, "Oh, oh, oh"

You're gonna leave 'em
goin', "Oh, oh, oh"

Boom, boom, boom

Even brighter than
the moon, moon, moon

Boom, boom, boom

Even brighter than
the moon, moon, moon

Mind if we join you?

I would love that.

Testing, one, two, three.
Testing, one, two, three.

All right. So happy
Valentine's Day, everybody.

For those of you
Breadstix patrons
who don't know who I am,

I am Kurt Hummel,
and welcome to my first ever
Lonely Hearts Club dinner.

Whether you are
single with hope,

or madly in love and
are here because I forced you
to come out and support me,

sit back and enjoy.

And to all
the singles out there,
this is our year.

How can I tell you
I can't explain

About my loved one?
The feeling's plain to me
Say, can't you see?

How can I tell you
Ah, he gave me more
He gave it all to me

About my loved one?
Say, can't you see?

You'd think that people
would have had enough
of silly love songs

But I look around me
and I see it isn't so

Oh, no

Some people
wanna fill the world
with silly love songs

And what's wrong with that?

I'd like to know

'Cause here I go again

I love you

Love doesn't come
in a minute

Doesn't come in a minute

- Sometimes
it doesn't come at all
- Doesn't come at all

- I only know that
when I'm in it
- Only know when I'm in it

- It isn't silly
- At all

- No, it isn't silly
- At all

Love isn't silly at all

Not at all

I love you

I can't explain
How can I tell you

The feeling's plain to me
Say, can't you see?
About my loved one?

- Ah, she gave me more
She gave it all to me
- How can I tell you

- Now, can't you see?
- About my loved one?

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