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Here.

They used to hide this
in Dad's sock drawer,

and we'd sneak in and look
at it when we were kids.

I remember. You and Bailey
used to charge admission.

Huh?

What? Is that...
only two people or...

You know, I don't even think
I have one of those.

Don't mind me.

Um, Claud, do you have
to do that right now?

Is it my fault my tent's
not big enough for a dresser?

I don't think so.

Just get out of here.

Now!

- All right.
- Oh, I forgot to grab my--

God, you want me to break
your other arm?

Man, you really should try
some relaxation exercises.

All right.

You don't hear that?

What?

Owen. I can hear him crying
from across the street.

Aren't you the one
looking after him?

He's been fine
all night.

It only takes a second
to go in there

and pat him on the back, Jule.

Now back
to our story.

- You leave Owen's blankie here?
- God, Charlie.

You know, this is
getting ridiculous.

This is my room, okay?

My room. Nobody knocks.

Nobody cares

what I might
be doing in here.

Come on, Justin.

Shh. Time for a nap.

Hey.

Hey, Claud.

So did you have
a good day?

It was all right.

Good, good.

That's good.

There's something
I have to tell you.

Only you're gonna be mad.

And, well, it's really
not my fault, but--

What's not your fault?

Kirsten called.

What?
Yeah, but--

- She did? You talked to her?
- No.

Well, she left a message
on the answering machine.

What did it say?
How'd she sound?

Sort of like...

Hel-lo... Char-lie.

It's Kirs-ten.
Claud.

Well, you know how
the machine's always screwed up.

What was the message?

Something about, um...

really needing
to see you, or...

I think she said she'd even
try you at the restaurant.

I think.
Oh, well, I guess.

Well, I don't know.

Look, all I know
is she called.

All right.

Wait.
What?

Hmm?
What?

Oh, nothing.

Julia?

Julia?

Bailey?

Justin?

Sarah?

♪ Everybody wants to live ♪

♪ Like they wanna live ♪

♪ And everybody wants to love ♪

♪ Like they wanna love ♪

♪ And everybody wants to be ♪

♪ Closer to free-ee-ee ♪

♪ Closer to free ♪

Whoops.

Charlie. Hi.

Wow. God, it's--
It's really...

It's great to see you.

I was gonna say
"a surprise."

What are you...?

Well, I got
your message.

Um, well, part of it, anyway.

About you needing
to see me.

Right.

I mean, I did.

I mean, I do.

So... here I am.

Here you are.

Um, I'm sorry. You kind of
caught me off-guard.

I wasn't expecting

to run into you
like this.

Hey, don't be nervous.

I... I think I know
why you called.

You do?

Yeah, and it's okay.

It is? Really?

Really.

Oh, God, I'm so relieved.

I mean, I didn't know
how you were gonna react

in light of...
you know,

how things ended.

Are you kidding me?

In fact, I came really close
to calling you,

but then I figured,
you know...

- it was your move.
- Right.

After all, I am the one
who owes the back taxes.

Taxes?

I honestly wasn't
trying to cheat.

I mean, I can barely think
of you as an employer

in the first place,

so when it came time
to file the income,

I just...

I spaced.

The income.

Oh.

Uh, your nanny income.

Look...

I know going
to the IRS together

isn't gonna be
a barrel of laughs

for either one of us
right now.

I know it sucks.

No. It's, uh...

It's... It's fine.

Really.

Whatever
I can do to help.

Great.

Savannah, you really
must stop calling me.

Oh, gross.

Gag me.

I mean, yesterday,
she gets Dirk.

Last Wednesday,
it was Michael-Dean.

Watch tomorrow,
it'll be Antonio.

I swear,
Savannah has affairs

with everybody
at Milford General.

Dear diary, I did something...

I bet your arm

is, like, all green
and hairy under that thing.

You think?

Guess I'll find out
this afternoon.

So, um...

I guess you're gonna
go back to dorkestra, huh?

You're gonna start practicing
for, like, three hours a day.

Shh. Crystal's
hiding the diary.

Crystal? WOMAN 2: Hello.

How come I've
never seen it?

- Your fiddle.
- I don't know.

Oh, great, now Savannah's gonna
see where she's hiding it.

Oh, she's ridiculous.

You think it'll hurt
when they take it off?

Not once
they stop sawing.

Hold on.

So worst-case scenario?

Uh, you sing off-key,

you have zero
stage presence,

everybody
makes fun of you,

and you can't show your face
in public anymore.

Justin...

You said worst-case.

You know, this would be
a great place for your bed.

Yeah, right. Lots of light.

And I could put
my dresser over there--

Hey. Look at this.

You think I could wear this
for my audition?

Now...

is this funky,
or is it just old?

- You're gonna rock.
- You think?

You got the voice,
plus... look at you.

For a high-school band,
they're okay,

but with you
as the lead singer,

every guy
in that audience

is gonna be ogling you
like crazy.

Maybe I should
rethink this.

Come on, help me.

All right.

No way.
Slide it.

Go.

Okay. What do you think?

I want it to say eager,
but not desperate.

What is that?

It's a mouse
in the attic probably.

What kind of questions are they
gonna ask me, you think?

Ooh. Gross, gross!
I hate-- Ugh!

Ooh, those tiny, little tails
and those rodenty faces.

I'll protect you. Come on.

I've really gotta nail
this job,

'cause money-wise, right now,
forget it.

And colleges would flip out
if I had it on my record.

Don't worry. My dad said
he'd call the station manager.

They used to
play golf together.

Do they ever decide to
come down from there, the mice?

Not usually.

God. Interviews.

I always sound like
such a geek

the minute
they start grilling me.

Okay, just say that

you've always been
interested in broadcasting

and you'd love
to learn the ropes

from an entry-level,
hands-on position.

I'm getting out of here.

Well, I was close.

Mouse. Moose.

What are you guys doing
with Stanley?

Uh, he's moving
out of the attic,

and Julia's moving in.

I'm turning it
into a bedroom.

Wow. That's...

- Wow, what a smart idea.
Isn't it?

I don't know why no one
ever thought of it before.

Yeah, it's totally
out of the way.

It's completely private.

And really,
really quiet.

I mean,
with the door shut,

we couldn't hear you.

Bet if you clear

all that crap
out of there,

there'd be tons of room
for a bed, a desk, whatever.

My stuff will fit,
no problem.

Only here's the thing.

I'm thinking maybe
I should move up there.

What?

I need it
more than you do.

I am the one
with the roommate.

- Wanna go take a look?
- No way!

Forget it. It's mine.
I called it.

Am I crazy,

or did this happen
on The Brady Bunch?

Hee-hee, you're right.
I like that one.

With Greg
and the groovy beads.

Yeah, and Marcia's
making the curtains.

Then Cindy makes
that whole speech

about never getting
her own... room.

Both the same length.

What do you know.
It didn't shrink in the wash.

You must be psyched, huh?

Probably ready to play
for a straight week.

Mind if I just perch?

Kind of like to hear
the debut.

You know something?

I kept Tuesday and Thursday
afternoons open.

Danny Moscowitz kept begging me
to switch his lessons.

But I said,
"No. Can't do it.

Those are Claudia's times."

Here you go.

So, what am I supposed
to do, just start?

Whatever's
comfortable.

You wanna try
a few scales,

or warm up with
some easy Mozart?

Your call.

Gonna be back
to your old self in no time.

Guaranteed.

Oh. It feels
kind of funny.

Probably because you're not used
to bending your wrist like that.

Just try
a few scales.

Take it slow.

Ugh. My fingers
are throbbing.

Well, maybe you're
pressing too hard.

Ow.

Ugh. My arm.

Ow.

It's got this really weird pain
running through it.

Let me see it.

You can't see it.

Well, it's just there.

Claud, it really
shouldn't hurt.

The doctor said--

What does the stupid doctor
know? It's not his arm.

And I'm telling you
it hurts.

A lot.

Bailey!

What are you doing?

If you wanna help out,

Clash goes on this end,
Wilco over there

and just fill in the rest
of the alphabet along the way.

You can't just decide to take
this place away from me.

It's not like you'll listen
to reasonable arguments.

What arguments? I thought
of it first. It was my idea.

Are you back
to this dibs stuff?

I'm older, okay?
How about that?

I get the attic
because I'm older.

Bailey, come on,
I really need this place.

I mean, when Justin comes over--

Hey, you're not the only one
going out with somebody.

Yeah, but-- I'm trying out for
this band, the Nielsen Family.

And I'm gonna need
somewhere to practice.

Yeah, so? You can sing
in the shower.

God!

I'm two seconds away
from getting this TV internship.

Coming home late.
What am I supposed to do?

- Wake Owen up every night?
- You can have my room.

It's not good enough for you,
but it's good enough for me?

Bailey, I need
the privacy, okay?

Doors mean nothing
to anybody in this family.

Hey, you know what?
I don't even have a door.

Okay, I live with a 2-year-old.
I'm 17. I deserve my own room.

God, I'm so sick
of you sometimes!

I'm so sick of everybody
being in my face all the time.

"Take care of Owen
and take care of the house.

"And help me with my homework.

And can I come in?
And can we talk?"

I just need somewhere
to get away from all of you.

Yeah, well, same here.

Now get out of my room.

Beat it.

Urgh!

What the hell are you doing?

I'm just helping you
straighten up.

Hundreds of people

cheat on their taxes
on purpose every year

and never get nailed.

I screw up once...

I could fix this
for you, you know.

Doesn't bother me.

Ah. Here it is.
November 30th.

I can't believe
that doesn't drive you nuts.

It did.

Now it's charming.

Okay, so I have

four other deposits--

What are you gonna
do with these?

What, you don't
like that look?

Well, you could do
with some bookshelves,

I mean, if you're
staying here.

Not really worth doing
if you're not.

No, guess not.

But from the looks
of the place,

you're really...
settling in.

It's a good neighborhood.

And it's cheap.

Yeah.

You've got
your books here and...

clothes and...

broken table...

and a bed.

Ahh. It's a big bed.

It's not that big.
It's just a queen.

Huh.

Looks big.

Feels big.

Forty-two bucks.

Those idiots wasted my time
and my taxpayer's money

chasing me down
for 42 bucks.

You'd be happy
if it were more?

Yes. Well...

Okay, no.

But at least I'd be mad

for the right reasons.

Listen, Charlie.

Thanks for helping me out.

Hey, no problem.

I like to maintain
good relationships

with all
my former employees.

So...

apart from any
unforeseen tax problems,

I guess this is it.

Yeah, I guess so.

So, uh...

Well...

Oh, hey. I don't know
how you got here...

I took the bus.

'Cause I could give you
a ride home.

Oh, no, no,
it's way out of your way.

No, it's not. I'm shooting
straight up Gough, anyway,

'cause, uh...

Remember Rocky
the bartender?

Sure. Of course.

He opened
his own place.

It's a coffeehouse primarily,

but they serve
real food too.

Oh. Real food, huh?

Yeah, and, uh...

it's right there,
you know, on Gough.

So I figure
I can go there

right after
I drop you off.

Or, um...

if you're hungry...

The one thing that
I specifically say don't crayon,

Owen crayons.

I had to Xerox my résumé twice,
thanks to him.

And let me tell you,
15 cents a page adds up.

Yeah, well, at least you picked
out nicer paper this time.

Yeah, but this happens
to my stuff all the time.

You know
that picture of us,

the really great one
from the restaurant?

He chewed it up.

And that's
not replaceable.

But does Julia care?
No, she doesn't.

Because if she did,

I'd be moving into the attic
without any question.

My life revolves
around a 2-year-old,

but Julia's life
revolves around Julia.

I know, but besides putting
a padlock on the attic door,

I don't know
what you can do.

Well... I need more change.

♪ Time after...
Sometimes ♪

♪ You picture me ♪

♪ I'm walkin' too far ahead ♪

♪ You're callin' to me ♪

♪ I can't hear
What you've said ♪

♪ Then you say
Go slow ♪

You have a really
great voice, you know that?

Have you ever thought
about singing professionally?

I kind of think I should
finish high school first.

No, I'm serious.
You're really good.

So... you know this band
Nielsen Family?

I heard they're having auditions
tonight for singers.

It's an open call.

Heh, wait a minute, Bailey.
You don't mean me?

Yeah.

Not on-stage, in front
of all those people?

Hey, didn't we say
we were gonna be

more adventurous this year,
take more risks, hmm?

Anyone can audition?

Mm-hm.

I would take a hickey
from that vampire any day.

Is that supposed
to be blood?

- It looks like ketchup.
- Ha-ha.

Shh!

Shh.

Hey, look, if you gotta
bail, it's no problem.

I'll tell you
how it ends later.

You got a hot date
or something?

No.

I can stay.

Cool.

'Cause in the next scene,

we get to see his butt.

So then I go
to return it,

and the lady
at Tiffany's

says it isn't
even theirs.

They swapped the boxes. No.

Isn't that, like,
incredibly tacky or something?

Incredibly.

No. Dill.
You'll hate it.

So, what did you
do with it?

Okay, this is the funny part.

I just happened to see it
at Nordstrom.

So I go to return it,

and the guy gives me
a credit slip for 25 bucks,

in a store where
nothing costs 25 bucks.

Wait a minute. Wendy and Steve
only spent 25 bucks on us?

Yeah, well, you can't really
blame them, let's face it.

We were a pretty
lousy investment.

So, what did we
get them?

Uh... candlesticks.

Wrought iron.

Expensive.

Those bastards.

You know, I knew they were
never fully supportive of us.

In fact, can't we say this whole
thing is their fault?

Sounds fair to me.

Your salads.

Thanks.

Fresh ground pepper?

Me yes, her no.

What did the Perlmans
get us?

A set of steak knives.

Pathetic, huh?

Enjoy.

Wait.

Charlie.

There's jicama in this.

Um, I'm sorry.

But he's allergic
to jicama.

Would it be okay
to get one without?

Not a problem.

Saved my life.

Figured you had to show up
sooner or later.

I forgot my watch.

- You mad at me?
- Claudia, it's--

We can just forget
the whole thing, if you want.

I mean, you're probably
pretty sick

of putting up
with me by now.

Look, Claud, I know
what's going on with you.

No, you don't.

Yeah, I do.

It's okay
to be scared.

Ross--No. Let me finish.

Yeah, okay, maybe it's
gonna hurt a little at first,

and it's definitely gonna
be frustrating,

but, if we just

give it time,
I promise you--

I promise you.

you're gonna be just
as good as you ever were.

Maybe better, okay?

No.

Claudia--

Look,

I'm sorry if you
were worried.

I'm sorry if I wasted your time
today and yesterday

and all the other days.

But...

it's not
that I'm scared.

And it's not that I'm not
gonna be any good anymore

or it's gonna
take too long or anything,

because I don't care.

Because...

...I quit.

Come on, we're
gonna be late.

Hey, I'm not the one
who redid my hair 35 times.

Does it look okay
like this?

♪ Imagine something
Of your very own ♪

♪ Something you can
Have and hold ♪

♪ I'd build
A road of gold ♪

♪ Just to have
Some dreamin' ♪

♪ Dreamin' is free ♪

♪ Dreamin' ♪

♪ Dreamin' is free ♪

♪ Dreamin' ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

You don't have to walk me
all the way to the door.

Hey, it's the least
I can do.

I had a really
good time.

Me too.

So, uh...

So... I guess...

So I guess
this is good night.

Yeah.

I guess so.

This is usually
the part where I'd...

either kiss you good night

or kind of back away
like a doofus.

Um...

I...

Um...

I'm a little rusty
at this.

Am I supposed
to let you in or...

...do you want
to kiss me right here?

Kirsten.

You okay?

What's going on?

I'm just...

I'm so angry.

At me?

No.

Not at you.

At myself.

For being so stupid.

God, I'm such an idiot.

Kirsten--

I have spent weeks

trying to figure out
how to feel human without you.

You wanna hear
something pathetic?

I actually bought
a book on it.

Getting over Him.

I have done everything
it says to do.

I got my own place,

I joined
a health club,

I took you off
my speed dial,

and then I go and...

I go and... And what?

I don't know!

I mean, I don't even know
what it is we've done.

I mean...

I know, obviously,

but I don't know
what it means.

What does it mean,
Charlie?

I don't know.

Great.

Well, maybe
that's okay.

Hey, look, I...

You're not alone
in this.

I swear,
I have no idea

what I'm getting
myself into either.

What's it say
about this in here?

It doesn't.

So we're flying blind.

So we'll be careful.

We'll take it slow.

We'll see
what happens.

I mean, there is no way
it was a coincidence.

He did this on purpose.

He knew
I wanted this, so--

I'm sorry, what year
were we junior counselors

at that day camp?

You're putting that
on the application?

Well...

Don't you think
it's just unforgivable?

I mean, to go and tell
your girlfriend--

You know,
it is possible

that she found out
about the audition

off a poster
or something.

Why are you so sure
that Bailey told her?

Oh, come on!

So what?

Do you want me to
have him rubbed out?

'Cause I know people.
I do.

Just one
phone call and...

Justin...

you don't wanna
work here.

I don't?

Uh-uh.

I have a much better
job for you.

I don't know if she's
thought about this at all

or if she's just overreacting
to how long it might take

to get playing
back up to speed.

She can't just quit. I mean,
she's too good to just quit.

What if that's
really what she wants?

She's too young to know
what she really wants.

You don't spend years of your
life working at something,

becoming that good,

and then just
throw it all away.

Maybe it's that Jody girl
she's been hanging out with.

Maybe she has
something to do with it.

Maybe she's just
had enough.

If she doesn't wanna
play anymore,

isn't that, like,
her choice?

- Why is this up for a vote?
- Because she doesn't realize--

For God's sake, why don't you
just leave her alone.

Oh, I get it, everything else in
the world is worth fighting for,

but not this.

Why don't you just come
right out and say

you don't give a damn
about anybody but yourself.

What?!
Well... Well...

Why don't you
just bulldoze everyone

into doing
what you want.

To hell with what's fair.

You want her to play,

so obviously, of course,
she should play, right?

Claud.

You wanna come in here
for a second?

I have stuff to do.

You told them.

Well, yeah, of course
I told them.

We're worried
about you.

- Well, some of us, at any rate.
- Will you shut up?

Will you both
shut up, please?

Have you thought
about this?

Does this have anything to do
with that Jody girl?

No.

What would Mom think, Claud?

Don't you think--BAILEY: Oh, nice.

Very nice. Guilt's definitely
the way to go here.

I'm not trying to--

Look, all I'm saying is
you're making a huge mistake.

What? Like you know
what's best for me?

You know, I don't see
any of you

making real grown-up decisions
about your lives.

I mean, you two, you're playing
tug of war over a stupid attic.

Why shouldn't this
be my choice?

I mean, I'm almost 13.

And for the first time
in my life, I actually feel...

sort of normal.

I mean, I do things.
I have a best friend.

And I don't care if you don't
like her. She likes me.

Look,

you can ground me,
if you want.

You can zip me up in my tent.

You can say whatever
you wanna say about Jody.

But there's no way

you can make me
play the violin again.

We could go to a movie.

We could.

Or a club.

There are some
good clubs around here.

Are there?

Oh, so many people
in clubs, though.

Movie theaters too.

Can't we just stay in?

I was hoping
you'd say that.

'Cause what do we need
that's out there, anyway?

Right.

We got food.
We got water.

We got--

company.

Kirsten.

Is that Claudia?

What is she
doing here?

She comes by sometimes.
She misses me.

Hide in the bathroom.

Are you home?

Kirsten?

Coming, Claud.

Boy, am I glad you're here.

I was worried you were gonna
be at school or something.

Um, yeah.

Listen, I really need
to talk to you.

I mean, you're the only
sensible person I know.

This might not be
the best time.

Don't you think
playing the violin

should be
my decision?

I mean,
they're all acting like

they know what's best for me,
but when really...

Oh, hey, you're fixing
the, uh...

Oh.

Claud, I...

Someone's here?

Yeah.

Someone is.

I'll call next time.

I'm sorry.

Close call.

Is she okay?

- She seems really upset.
- Yeah.

She's torn up about
all this violin stuff.

I'll deal with it.

I'm just glad,
on top of everything else,

she didn't, you know...

That would've
been a mistake.

It's too soon.

Yeah. Exactly.

Are you crazy?
It's cute.

Yeah, well,
you're biased.

Julia, wanna see
something really gross?

Hmm?

Wow, that was fast.
You've got a gig already?

Yeah.
Baptism by fire.

The first show
is next week.

But this picture
of me, ugh!

It looks like
those paintings

of the kids with
the really big eyes.

Hey, Justin.

Hey, uh... so?

So... yes.

Yes?
Yes.

You got it?
I got it.

Seven-fifty an hour
plus overtime.

Give me two weeks for that first
paycheck, and we'll splurge.

That is so-- Mwah.
- fantastic.

- You got a job?
- Hey, congratulations.

Yeah, at Channel 12.

Channel 12?

Yeah.

You know,
that TV station?

Are you kidding?

Well, it's nothing glamorous,

total "low man
on the totem pole" stuff,

but, you know,
it's still cool.

Wow. That is...
That is so low.

You knew I wanted
that job.

Wait, you applied?

He applied?

I guess Justin
was more qualified.

I can't believe
that you would actually--

What?
Follow your example?

Like it was
a coincidence

that Sarah tried out
for the band

after I said
I was gonna.

What? Bailey--
God, Julia!

It hurts,
doesn't it,

having someone take
something that's yours?

I mean, I did hurt you,
didn't I?

Good, 'cause
I wanted you to know

how it feels,
how I felt.

Hey, that job could've
helped me get into a college.

You think that
makes a difference?

You think getting into that band
mattered any less to me?

You just take
whatever you want!

So, what is this,
an eye for an eye?

Don't know. You tell me.
You started it.

I started it? What are you, 5?
I tell you what, Julia.

Why don't you just go take
the stupid attic, okay?

Lock yourself up there, and stay
the hell out of my life!

Oh, that's a joke, right?

Because I'm not even
in your life.

I am totally irrelevant.

You could care less
what I think, or how I feel--

Yeah, you're right.

You're exactly right.
I don't care.

Yeah. Well,
who needs you?

Who needs you?

Sarah.

Justin.

Sarah.

Okay, you tell me.

You explain to me how I'm
supposed to get up on-stage

and sing and pretend like
I'm having a great time

when I feel so completely
lousy about this?

I don't--

Why are you turning this
into some big thing?

"You have such
a great voice, Sarah."

I totally meant that.

But that's not why
you told me

about the audition, Bailey.

It was spite,
plain and simple.

You wanted to get back
at Julia, so you used me.

- I didn't-- I didn't use you.
- Yes, you did.

You put me in the middle,
and I don't wanna be there.

Look, I didn't mean for you
to get caught in this

or to get hurt
or anything.

You know that.

But you meant to
hurt her, right?

Look, I don't understand what's
going on with you guys, Bailey.

You used to be good friends.
Now all you do is...

Fight. And you do these
crummy things to each other.

And you know what?
You wanna do that?

Go ahead. Just leave
me the hell out of it.

Justin! Justin, wait a second.

Why are we fighting?

I mean, I helped you get
this great job.

The only reason
you told me about it

was to get back at Bailey.
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!

Don't deny it.

Look, there is
no way you two are

the only ones who applied.

Are you gonna feel bad
about everyone else too?

No. It's just I haven't
known those people

for, like,
seven-eighths of my life.

And you know
what else?

This little war
you guys are having

doesn't exactly bring out
your best qualities.

Julia?

Vivaldi.

Concerto Opus 7.

It's worth at least
40 bucks.

I'll give you 15.

Fifteen?

What? Are you deliberately
trying to insult me,

or do you have something
personal against Vivaldi?

Look,

let's make a deal.

You see these
disks here?

They enough
to get me Hole,

the Red Hot
Chili Peppers,

Foo Fighters...

and basically
anything--

By anybody who
hasn't been dead

for the past 200 years.

What is it they say about
college acceptance letters?

Thick they want you,

thin they don't?

This was in the mail.

♪ Light is streaming in ♪

♪ Forming shadows on the wall ♪

♪ Staring at the ceiling ♪

♪ Don't know
Quite how I'm feeling... ♪

"Mr. Salinger, we are pleased
to inform you of your...

early admission."

Oh, my God. No way.

This is...

♪ Time for a change, you said
Nothing lasts ever after... ♪

Return address
says Massachusetts.

Uh, yeah.

It's... Boston. That's...

I didn't know
you were applying... that far.

I, uh...
I didn't tell anybody.

And I'm not
going to tell yet.

Sarah or Charlie
or anyone.

Okay.

♪ I'm checking out ♪

♪ I'm checking out... ♪

Wow.

Who would've thought?

♪ I didn't know
What to say... ♪

Is something wrong?

No.

I don't know.

Charlie, have you
told anybody about us?

Not yet.

Have you?

Not yet.

Right.

That feels right.

If people knew
that we were--

What?
We were what?

Back together?

Are we
back together?

I think... maybe.

Don't you?

No.

No. We never
make plans.

We never leave
this apartment.

And everything
we talk about,

it's just stuff
from before.

What are you saying?

Do you wanna
go out more?

Do you wanna
make more plans.

Do you wanna tell people
that we're together?

Not really.

Do you?

It's like we're just
holding on to each other.

We're just...

We're just lying here

holding on
to each other.

So maybe this...

Maybe this was never
about starting again.

Maybe we were just...

trying to find a way
to end this, you know?

That isn't so angry

and doesn't hurt so much.

I keep thinking...

Keep imagining how
things would've been

if we'd met later.

Five or six years later.

With all this other stuff
figured out.

Like I would've been
walking down some street,

you know,

some crowded street, and...

I would've seen you...

And there would've
been something,

I don't know,
in your eyes,

something.

And I would've known.

Just known.

I would've said...

there she is.

There she is.
She's the one.

And I
would've been too.

♪ After all of these years ♪

♪ Look at me here ♪

♪ With a love song
Stuck in my throat ♪

♪ Got the weight of the world
On my shoulders ♪

♪ I won't let it go... ♪

What are you doing?

Oh. Hey.

Thought you were
going out with Sarah.

Yeah. We were
gonna, but...

Where's Justin?

He's, um...

Well, I told him
I was doing this, so...

Anyways,

I think it'll
probably need a face-lift

by the time you're finished
trashing the place,

but I figured
it was fine for now.

You're...

You're doing this for me?

Well... yeah.

I mean,

I know we haven't been
getting along great lately.

And I've been
thinking about you a lot.

About you going away.

I mean, you may
only be here

for another
six months, so...

So what?

All we do is fight
all the time, anyway.

I mean, I thought you'd be
happy about it, Jule.

Like,
jumping-up-and-down happy.

Are you kidding me?

I'm gonna miss you.

I'll really
miss you, Bay.