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Before there was sex,

before there was the city,

there was just me... Carrie.
Carrie Bradshaw.

It's 1984. Ronald Reagan
and shoulder pads

were all the rage.
I'm trying to figure out

who I am
with the help of my family,

my best friends,
a sexy new guy...

Did your father say why he won't
let you date Sebastian?

Ah, he's probably just being
overprotective.

This isn't gonna happen.
What do you mean?

Us. You and me.

And a hot new city.

Your life is just so...
Exotic.

Honestly, Carrie, it's like
you've never had sex.

Well, compared to you,
it feels like I haven't.

Well, you let me know
if this bad boy of yours

doesn't work out.

I've got 40 more I can introduce
you to when we next go out.

Figuring out who I was
and finding my voice

wasn't going to be easy,

but I was pretty sure it was
going to be a lot of fun.

The scariest thing
about High School...

When someone breaks your heart,

it's such a small place
that you can't avoid them.

It's ironic.

The time in your life
when you're least capable

of managing your emotions
is the same time

you're locked up
for eight hours a day

with the people responsible
for those emotions

in the first place.

It was like I was living in
my own personal horror film...

"The rise of the boy
who broke my heart."

♪ I always feel like
somebody's watching me ♪

And apparently
it was playing everywhere.

♪ I always feel like
somebody's watching me ♪

♪ Tell me, is it just a dream?

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It's like he's everywhere.

Who knew this school
was so small?

Me. When Maggie and I broke up,
I darted around every corner

like she might be waiting there
to throw something at me.

Luckily, she ended up
being pretty cool about it.

Well, the same
cannot be said for me.

It's hard, but it'll get better,
I promise.

How soon?

Soon-ish. Even with Maggie,

I feel like things
are still loaded sometimes.

Like today.

Halloween was a holiday
we always did together.

I'm worried
she might be sad.

I think she's okay.

And I'm just selfishly glad
I get you tonight.

Me, too! I can't wait
to go Larissa's party.

Thanks for asking me.

It starts at, like, 8:00.

Lots of liquor, no costumes.
All right?

Oh.
We need to turn around now.

Carrie.
Sebastian.

Walt.
Sebastian.

Looks like we all know
each other's names,

so that's good.

So you got any, uh,
special plans for tonight? Nah.

Wow. 'Cause I just heard you
invite someone to a party...

Assuming one you're having.

We should go.

No, it's... it's fine.

Walt and I are going
to a party tonight in the city,

so I don't care.

Just... think it's weird
you didn't invite me.

Would you have wanted me to?

Well,
would have been polite.

Look, Carrie,
it wouldn't have been polite.

Would've just been awkward.

We both know that.
Yeah.

Just trying to be honest.

Of course. Right.

Um... well, we should go.

I can't believe Sebastian's
renting out the diner

for a Halloween party.

I can't even escape him
in here.

If he had any decency,
he'd switch schools.

Yes, he would. Selfish jerk.
Seriously.

Wait. I'm confused.

You guys don't even feel
a little bad for Sebastian?

Um, no. Why would we?

Because Carrie snooped

through all
his private legal files

and told us all
that he slept with his teacher?

Walt, this is what we do.
We get our hearts broken,

and then we demonize the guys
who broke up with us.

Don't worry.
I'm not bad-mouthing you yet.

Um... thanks?
You're welcome.

I know I made a mistake,

and I wanted to talk
to Sebastian about it,

except he was like,
"discussion's over. I'm out""

I mean, is it my fault
he wouldn't even talk about it?

And what kind of a guy does
that? A jerk. That's what kind.

I say good riddance. If you were
still dating Sebastian,

you'd have to spend Halloween
with him.

Now you are footloose
and fancy-free.

And you totally loved
"footloose."

You know what?

This is the first Halloween
I've looked forward to in years.

I've always had to
take care of Dorrit

and keep her from doing
something crazy,

but not tonight.
Tonight you and I are going

to Larissa's Halloween party.
In soho.

And we're not gonna think
about selfish boys

or delinquent
little sisters

or any
of our responsibilities.

We're just gonna have
an incredible time...

Yeah. And think about ourselves.

It's going to be
nothing but fun.

So what are you two going as?
Let's just say

I have a costume
that is to "di" for.

My little princess Di.

Okay, one more.

Well, I'm glad you're
finally getting a night

out on the town,
but I am a little sad

that you won't be taking Dorrit
trick-or-treating this year.

Dad, Dorrit hasn't gone
trick-or-treating in years.

Really?

Well, I guess I miss out
on a lot,

being the candy man at home.
Yeah.

Like me chasing Dorrit
around town,

trying to stop her from T.P.-Ing
our principal's house.

That is a tradition...
Of sorts.

Super fun one.

Well, it's nice to see you
maintaining

a tradition of your own...
Dressing up as Chewbacca

and handing out the goods
to kids.

You're Chewbacca
every year?

It was an expensive costume.

Besides, I spent a long time getting
the roar just right.

Lame.

Oh! Dorrit,
get in the picture.

That way, I can get all of you
in your Halloween costumes.

This isn't a costume.

Oh. Well...

Then how about for
old times' sake, huh? Sweetie?

Halloween is stupid.

So I take it
you won't be going out tonight.

Do I look like a loser?

I'll be in my room.

Okay.

Well, this will be fun.

As my last responsible act
before I leave,

I should tell you
that I know that look,

and she's so going out,
and it's not gonna be pretty.

Dad, I'm serious.

I'd start checking the closets.

Make sure
she's not hiding anything

she could use
to blow up Castlebury.

You wanna tell me what
you were planning on doing

with all this?

I've never seen
that stuff before.

Maybe it's Carrie's?

Okay.

All right, then you won't mind
that I'm taking it

or that I moved the ladder
from outside your window.

Looks like you're in
for the night.

And while Dorrit's chances
of escape were dwindling...

Mine were looking good.

Uh... I think we're
a little overdressed.

Too fancy?

No. Too much clothing.

There we were, at a real
downtown New York party.

I was starting to feel
like a princess,

escaping my life of
responsibility in the suburbs.

And just like that,

prince charming
entered into the story.

Lady Diana Spencer,
I presume?

You didn't hear?
I'm a princess now.

Well, princess,

I am the unofficial
welcoming committee. Take this.

Thanks.

And let me guess. You must be
Charles Philip Arthur George,

Duke of rothesay,
prince of wales,

and heir to the throne
of England.

Are you speaking English?

Oh. Sorry.
Bennet wilcox, anglophile

and Stanley kubrick fan.

Bennet wilcox? You write
the "hot boites" column

for "Interview."
That impresses you?

Most people don't even know
how to pronounce "boites""

much less read my column.

Not read. Devour.

Your piece
on Max's Kansas City's

closing night... I've dreamed of
being a beastie boy ever since.

Well, just wear your hat
backwards and say you are.

You'll get into any club
in this city.

Seriously?
Velvet ropes disappear.

Have you seen Larissa?

How are we ever gonna find her
in this crowd?

I don't think you'll miss her.
Make way for the bird of paradise!

♪ Move out

make way for
the bird of paradise!

Larissa!
Larissa, over here.

Ooh! Joao, Carlos,
e aqui bom.

Darling!

I'm so glad you came.

And who is
this beautiful boy?

This is my friend Walt.

Enchante.
I see you've met my Bennet.

How are you, darling?
Dry.

I thought I saw something
bubbly and expensive

- back that way.
- She knows me so well.

Ciao.

Looks like
you're in capable hands now.

♪ Been a long time,
been a long time now ♪

♪ I'll get to you somehow

He is gorgeous.

Dumping me already.

He is a triple threat.

He is gorgeous,
he's talented,

and... Something else.

But then again,
isn't gorgeous enough?

Well, for me, it is.

By the way, I just love
your ironic spin

on the whole fairy tale princess
thing. It's brilliant.

Especially since everyone
knows that marriage

is one of convenience.

What do you mean?
Oh, you know.

Charles only married lady Di
because he needed someone royal.

But a friend of mine who knows
the duchess of Kent... mwah...

Who is a bitch... tells me
the prince is still hung up

on some lady
from the horsey set.

Camilla Parker...

Something-or-other.

I saw her picture.
Not attractive.

I don't get it.
That can't be a true story.

Charles and di were meant
for each other.

She's very invested
in their romance.

But she got her prince.

I mean, granted, she was
already from the aristocracy,

but... still.

You're serious.

Oh, even better!
You're a romantic!

It's like finding a unicorn.

Come on.
I need to show you off.

Oh, no. Wait.
Almost forgot.

Take these.

♪ Move out

what are they?

Are they required?

They are party favors,
and yes, they're mandatory.

It's ecstasy. The only boring
thing about it is it's legal.

But don't let that
bother you.

I'm sure in ten years' time,
you'll be arrested for it.

I'd come here to escape,

but the question was,
how far did I wanna go?

Hey. What did you do
with your pill?

I swallowed it. You didn't?
No, I threw it on the floor.

Okay, great. Now I feel
really good about this.

What's gonna happen to me?

Nothing. You're gonna
have fun. That's all.

I mean, look at Larissa.

Ooh. Your mane
is so delicious.

Looks like it just made her
more happy.

You're probably gonna have
a better time than me tonight.

Maybe I should have
taken mine.

Would it be weird
if I got down on the floor

to look for it?

Okay.
You're making me feel better.

Glad to hear it,
because this seriously

might be the greatest party
either you or I

are invited to
in our entire lives,

and I'm only exaggerating
just a little.

And as we looked around
the party,

I realized there was
only one thing missing

for this princess...

A really hot guy named Bennet.

Hey, why don't we find
that "hot boites" guy?

What... what's his name?

Bennet wilcox, and you
totally remember his name.

Didn't wanna sound
overenthusiastic.

Let's go find your prince.

That's exactly what
I was thinking.

Although now that I hear it
said aloud,

it kinda makes me
wanna barf.

Mm.

Turns out, I wasn't
the only one feeling that way.

Oh, barf! You wanna go
to Sebastian's party?

No way. I can't believe you
dragged me over here for this.

What happened
to laying low tonight?

Well, I was planning
on doing just that

until I realized we totally
owe it to Carrie to go.

Are you sure you're not just
looking for something to do

because you're bored?

Okay, so... maybe I was
a little bit bored,

but if we have some drinks
and some fun,

it won't be
the end of the world.

If the boy
who broke my heart

were to throw
a Halloween party,

I'd expect my friends
not to go.

You're looking at this wrong.

If we boycott the party,
we won't know what's going on.

If something happens
with Sebastian,

Carrie won't hear about it
from us.

She'll hear about it
from someone else.

Is that what you want?

I guess you're right.

But we're
Carrie's best friends.

I mean, Sebastian's
never gonna let us in.

Hi. What's up? I'm glad
you guys could make it.

Come on in.

We're trying to keep
the thinking on the Q.T.

So the owner doesn't
get in trouble,

so hard liquor
is under booth 4.

And the beer and wine coolers
are under booth 7.

We cool?
Yeah.

All right.

What a jackass.

Graffiti is the oldest form
of protest.

The term actually comes
from ancient Rome.

They used to scrawl it
on the colosseum.

Think of it
as outsider art.

It's what gives
New York its edge.

The spray can
just made it easier.

And silly me, I always thought
it was just vandalism.

Seriously, I wish
I could draw or vandalize.

I don't really have
either in me, I guess.

It's so... beautiful.

He's High, right?

A little.

I'm jealous.
There's nothing better

than watching the act
of creation

while under the influence.

So... why don't you tell me
a little about you, princess?

I stopped to wonder if I should
tell him about the real me.

After all, I'd come here
to be a princess for the night

and escape from real life.

That was, until real life
came looking for me.

Carrie!

There you are. I need
someone cozy and yummy.

It has to be you.
Come with me.

Have you been dancing?
You're totally sweaty.

'Cause I'm dewy
and filled with life! Whoo!

Are you coming or not?

Um... I was sort of
talking with Bennet.

Oh, he won't mind. I'm kind of
in the middle of something here,

so I'll just come find you
in a little while, okay?

Fine. I'll be over there,
looking for bird seed.

Where were we?

You were going to tell me
a little bit about yourself.

Right. Well... there's not
much to tell, really.

I'm, uh, from Connecticut.

I wish I was
from someplace glamorous

like Charleston or Savannah.

Nah.
Southerners have no edge.

But the accents.

You
know, charmed, I'm sure.

They had segregated buses
until, like, a year ago.

Is she okay?
Aah!

Oh.

Larissa,
are you all right?

I'm thirsty, oddly, for water.

All right, I should probably
get her something to drink,

except my friend who I came with
is kind of High,

and I don't wanna
leave him alone.

I can keep an eye on him.

Are you sure?
I-I don't want to impose.

It's fine. He'll just
stare at the wall,

and I'll socialize around him.
Pretty low impact.

We'll miss you
while you're gone.

Well, luckily for you,
I won't be gone long.

Okay.

Be back in a jiffy.
Come on, lady.

Let's get some water.
I need it in a baby bottle.

What?
I'm a baby bird. Feed me.

Feed me. Seriously.
Feed me.

There's... there's no food
at this party.

Well, then maybe I'll just
have another ecstasy. Hmm?

Don't you feel wonderful?

Not really. Well,
those drugs will kick in soon,

and then you'll see
all the pretty lights.

Look! There goes one now.

I don't...
I don't see anything.

Maybe you haven't
taken enough.

Enough what?

Drugs.

You... you took
more than one pill?

Of course. Two ecstasy...
Ecstasies?

I'm not sure what
the proper plural is.

And then I drank some champagne,
which barely counts.

And then I put this little piece
of paper on my tongue.

What was it?

Piece of paper?
What... what kind of paper?

Like... like tissue paper?
Construction paper?

Acid paper!
You took I.S.D.?

Why is it so bloody hot
in here?

I-I need to keep moving.

Seriously, darling,
flap your wings and follow me.

As I looked around the party,
I quickly realized

I was on my own.

If I didn't help Larissa,
no one would.

It looked like
it was me or nothing.

Where are you going?
To the roof.

Oh, I'm afraid to ask why.

To fly. I'm gonna
jump off the roof.

I can fly! I can be free!
All birds must be free.

No one... no one can stop a bird.

Larissa, don't!

No, kids!
It's just a costume.

I'm not an actual...
Oh, wait.

You forgot your ca...

Candy.

Dorrit,

those were supposed to be
for the trick-or-treaters.

Is it my fault you didn't
get enough candy for them?

You ate it all.

You only got two bags,
dad.

Well...

That's true.

What are you watching?

"Poltergeist."

Isn't that kind of
a scary movie?

I can't tell because
you're talking too much.

Do you want me
to watch it with you?

Don't worry about me.

Worry about
the trick-or-treaters

who'll be angry that
you ran out of candy.

7-year-olds can get
really pissed.

You should probably turn out
the lights

so no one
thinks we're home.

Buh-bye.

On Halloween,

it turns out the scariest thing
Dorrit could be

was a daughter our dad simply
could not get through to.

Okay, bird,
I built your nest.

Now you don't have
to fly anymore.

No more running up
to the roof.

We're just gonna sleep,
right?

Oh, this feels so good. I wish
I could just lie here forever.

So do I.

You know that poet who said
"no man is an island"?

Yeah. John donne.
"No man is an island,

"entire of itself.

"Every man is a piece
of the continent,

a part of the main""

yes, yes, that.

It's such crap.

Clearly he never came
to Manhattan.

We all live here,
millions of us,

crammed together, and yet
we are all still islands.

Totally separate.

That's the amazing thing
about New York.

You all get to be islands
here.

You make your own lives
and take care of yourself,

and you don't have to worry
about other people.

Yeah. We're all islands.

Back home, I'm a piece
of the continent.

And I always have
to take care of my family

or my friends.
It's exhausting.

But here you don't have
that problem.

Here,
you get to be fabulous.

But it's exhausting being...
Fabulous.

'Cause you keep looking

at what every other
little island is doing

because you have to keep up,
and you keep wondering,

is that island over there
wearing Norma Kamali?

'Cause God forbid you aren't as
fabulous as the other islands.

Oh.

I don't wanna be an island
anymore, Carrie.

I just want to be a bird.

It's okay.

It's okay.

But it wasn't okay.

It was like everything that
I had admired about the city,

that I had admired
about Larissa,

was making her miserable.

Mm. Pet my hair?

Please?

And even though I was
on the island of Manhattan,

i'd somehow ended up
back on the mainland,

taking care of someone.

And then there was that time
at the Odeon

where Janice Dickinson
actually put on a saddle,

and John belushi rode her around
the restaurant like a horse!

What? Wait. He rode her?

Wasn't he, like, 500 pounds?
How'd he not kill her?

This is New York City.
Anything can happen here.

Fat comedians
can ride models,

and a quiet kid
from St. Louis

can find a job where
he can eat and drink for free

at the hottest nightclubs
and restaurants in the city.

God,
I wish that could be me.

It could be. You only live,
like, an hour from here, right?

I don't know. I mean,
I know it's only 60 miles,

but sometimes it feels
like a million.

What are you afraid of?

Taking a leap?

Seriously, what's the worst
thing that could happen?

Can you believe
the nerve of Sebastian?

"Hey, what's up? Glad you
guys can make it." Hey, Maggie.

It's
like he thinks so little of Carrie,

he can't even bother
to be mean to us.

What a jerk.

Can we go now?

Or we could really stick it
to Sebastian

by drinking
all of his booze.

You're always looking
for trouble.

I am not. I am always
looking for fun.

Come on. One drink.

One.

Fine. I'll stay for a minute,
but I can promise you

that no fun
will be had by me at all.

Suit yourself.
I'll be at booth 4.

I can't believe how...

Everything is so out in
the open in this city.

I think it's awesome.

Maybe it's 'cause
I'm a W.A.S.P.,

but I'm kind of embarrassed
by it.

You have to let
your W.A.S.P. Go

when you live here.

In this city,
we're packed in so tight,

that even your private stuff
becomes public.

I would hate that.

You know,
the city is honest.

Everything is just out there
in the open,

and because it's out
in the open,

there's nothing to be
embarrassed about.

That scares me.

Being honest?

Maybe.

Sometimes it's good
to be scared.

It means it's real.

Maybe.

My heart
is totally racing right now.

Here. Feel. You see?

It's, like, going
a million miles a minute.

Isn't it crazy?

It's not crazy.

What's wrong?

What's wrong? You kissed me.
I thought you wanted me to.

No. I didn't.

Come on, Walt. Stop.
It's no big deal.

I'm sorry. I just read
the moment wrong.

Yeah, I'll say,
'cause I don't like guys.

I like girls.
I'm not gay or anything.

Okay. You're not.

But it would be okay
if you were. I'm gay.

I'm... not. I have a girlfriend
who's in Connecticut,

and she's waiting for me,
which means I can't be gay.

Look, Walt...

I'm not here to judge
or anything.

I've totally been there,
too.

I even had a girlfriend
like you. Every...

You don't know
the first thing about me.

I'm not like you at all
because I'm not a fag!

Shh.

Shh.

You're a good bird.

Such a good bird.

I'm a good bird.

Yes, you are.

Now go to sleep, bird,
so the person taking care of you

can go back
to having fun.

'Cause there's a really hot guy
I want to get back to.

Yeah!

Suck on that, blinky!

Want company?

No!

You made me lose.

All right, come on.

Don't you wonder
if you can beat me?

Sebastian had awakened

something genuinely scary
in mouse...

Her competitive streak.
You ready?

Yeah, I'm ready.

1, 1,000, 2, 1,000,
3, 1,000, 4, 1,000.

1, 1,000, 2, 1,000, 3, 1...

Thanks.

Damn, you are good.

I know. "Pac-man" is my game.
Everything's my game.

Kind of intense.

Of course I'm intense. I have a lot
to live up to.

Self-imposed, I'm guessing?

I'm sorry, but did your parents
uproot their entire lives

and move to a country
where they knew no one

and barely spoke
the language?

Uh... no. We moved here
from New Jersey.

And did they save
every last penny

so that they could send you
to Harvard?

So that pretty much means

you have to get into Harvard,
or die.

My parents are just hoping
I don't get expelled

from another school.

I grind my teeth at night.

Sometimes I wake, thinking...
What's that noise?

And it's me,
gnashing my teeth.

I sleep like a baby.

Sounds like heaven.

I wish my parents
would spend ten minutes

caring about me
as much as yours do about you.

You seriously don't know
what you're asking for.

Hey, you're kind of good
at listening, you know that?

Wouldn't be
if you weren't interesting.

You wanna know how I deal
with tension?

That's a joint!

I know.

But we're in public.

Well, it's a private party.
I bought the place.

Like you buy everything?

Can't buy me love.

Beatles wrote that.

You would if you could.

Who wouldn't?

You know, I don't really like
what you did to my friend.

I get it.

So...

Are you not gonna offer me
some of that?

You want some?

Uh-oh. Copper.

What? I just took a hit of pot!

Take this.

♪ we're not happy
and we're not sad ♪

♪ We're not crazy,
but we must be mad ♪

I was done
with helping Larissa

and ready to get back
to the party...

Which meant this princess
was free

to find her prince charming
once again.

Bennet, there you are.

Oh. Hi, Carrie.

Sorry. It took me forever
to deal with Larissa.

But I'm glad
I could finally find you.

So do you have any more
of that champagne?

It's around here somewhere.

Is everything okay?

It's about your friend Walt.

Yeah. Where is he, anyway?

He kind of ran off.

Ran off? Where?

- Out of the loft?
- Yeah, he left.

As in the building?

So my friend
is High on drugs,

wandering the streets
alone?

Whoa. Look at what
we have here.

Boys. What do you think
you're doing, fags?

We're gonna beat your ass,
little man.

And you won't fight back,
will you?

'Cause you're homos.

You're disgusting. Okay, you're...
Hey, stop! Leave them alone!

Come on. Come on.

That has nothing to do
with you.

Unless you're one
of them.

I'm not.

I'm not.
Just why do you care?

Because they're freaks.

You said you'd look
after him, so what happened?

Did you ditch him?

I didn't ditch him.

What are you doing?

You do realize she's asleep.
No, she isn't.

Yes, she is.

Larissa.
Larissa, wake up.

I'm a bird.

See? She's awake.

Okay, well, five minutes ago,
she was into it, all right?

Hello? Lion, out of bed now.

You're molesting someone
who's unconscious.

She was into it.
She kept saying,

"touch my Norma Kamali island"
and stuff.

Mumbling incoherently
does not mean she's into it.

Okay, well,
you're kind of a buzzkill,

so I'm gonna head out.

What is wrong with you people
in this city?

Is everyone
really so selfish

that they can't even
see anybody else?

I mean, look at Larissa.
She's passed out.

Which is how I left her.

I left Larissa here
to get groped by someone

who looks like they're
in the cast of "cats."

This...

This is my fault.
It's not your fault.

It's a party.
You came to have fun.

Larissa got herself
into this mess.

Is that your excuse
for leaving Walt?

I told you, it wasn't like that.

Walt's the one
who ran away from me.

Why would he run away
from you?

We were talking, and then...
I don't know.

He just ran.

I guess I should have
ran after him.

I thought about it.
I just wasn't sure.

I made a mistake.

I'm sorry.

Yeah.

You're not the only one.

I have to go find Walt.

I can help.

Maybe you should stay here
and look after Larissa

while I go out
and look for Walt.

I'm a little afraid
to leave her alone again.

Sure. Of course.

Thanks.

And you better not take
advantage of her while I'm gone,

or I'll come back
and seriously hurt you.

You hear me?

Oh, honey.
She's not my type.

Oh.

Okay, good.

I can go... I guess.

I guess my prince charming
wasn't looking

for a princess after all.

All right, everyone quiet down.

I'm gonna need to see
everyone's I.D.S.

Look, dude,
it's a private party.

Yes, with underage drinking.

Really? That's how you're gonna
play this?

Why don't... you give me
a minute with officer Bayer?

♪ let's go, let's go

Mags...

Come on. I get that
you don't want me

to bust you and your friends,
all right?

But I am just doing
my job.

♪ Let's go, let's go

I... can't really do this
right now.

What do you mean?

Come on. You of all people
should know

this is a really busy night.
I can make it busier.

Look, with you not dating
someone anymore,

I just don't know
if this is a good idea.

Well, it was never a good idea.
That's what made it fun.

But it... it's just that
things are different now.

Yeah. Now you can have me
anytime you want me.

No, Mags,

do you know what would happen
if people found out about us?

Your dad would kill me,
for starters.

He wouldn't be too happy
with me, either.

Yeah, but I would lose my job
or go to jail. Probably both.

I mean,
you're in High School.

You could get me
in a lot of trouble here.

And don't you forget it.

Mags, I'm just trying
to be practical.

Practical?

Why don't you be practical
and get outta here

and pretend
you never saw anything?

I'm a cop.

Everybody out there's
drinking.

You guys are all
underage.

Didn't stop you
from screwing me.

Fine. I'll go.

Yeah.

You will.

Aah! Dorrit! God.

What are doing?

What's wrong?

I'm just...

Having some trouble
falling asleep, that's all.

Do you think we could maybe...
Hang out a little?

Of course.

That "poltergeist" movie
is terrifying.

Yeah.

It's okay.

We're going to be arrested.
We're not gonna be arrested.

They'll be able to tell that
I have pot in my bloodstream,

and now I can never
run for senate.

By the time you run
for senate,

smoking pot
won't be a big deal.

Like that will
ever happen.

Hey, stop freaking out.

I handled it. We're cool.

Oh. Thank God.
Thanks.

No problem.

I'm kind of beat. Think I'm
gonna head home. You coming?

I don't know.
Mouse promised me a re-match.

I think maybe I'll stay.

I'm finally starting
to have some fun.

Don't worry.
I'll take care of her.

Uh-huh.

Do you have any more
of that pot?

I'd come to New York
to have fun,

to put on a princess costume
and escape my responsibilities.

I realized being a princess
wasn't what I wanted to be.

I wanted to be a good friend.

Are you okay?

I don't wanna talk
about it.

It's all right, Walt.

That party was
pretty intense.

I thought I wanted
to be in this world.

But I don't know anymore.

What if I can't handle it?

You can totally handle
this world.

You're just a little messed up
right now, that's all.

I can't believe
I'm quoting Nancy Reagan,

but tonight a few of you
just should have said "no."

I'll say.

Is Larissa okay?

She will be.

But I'm exhausted.
You wanna go home?

Yes. So much.

I'll get us a cab.

It'll wear off.

You know that, right?

You took a pill.

Whatever you're feeling
right now,

you're not yourself.

But the scariest thing was,

for the first time,
Walt thought maybe he was.

It had been a rough night.

Manhattan had shown me
its dark side.

But I'd made it through
and realized who I was

and who I wanted to be...
A good friend.

It turns out
that while I was gone,

someone else had been
a good friend, too.

Sebastian?

Hey.

I'm really sorry
to show up like this.

It's just, mouse is
kind of a mess.

Hi! Carrie!

Obviously, I couldn't
take her home to her parents.

What happened to her?

She's... kind of baked.

Do you have any chips?
I really need something crunchy.

Yeah, inside.

Don't worry. I got this.

Um... she's never been stoned
before. Did you know that?

I did not.

Little late
to find that out.

Does explain a lot.

Yeah.

Hmm.

It's kind of weird
that I'm here, isn't it?

No.

Okay, yeah.

I debated whether or not
to come.

But you had to take care
of mouse, right?

Yeah, it just would have been
wrong to ditch her.

Yeah, I totally get it, and I'm
glad you brought her here.

- Thank you.
- Yeah.

I can take care of her now.

Well, uh, I don't wanna
be in the way,

so...
I'll just get going.

Hey, Sebastian?

Thanks again.

Yeah.
No problemo, Bradshaw.

See you around.

I realized then
that I couldn't demonize him

as someone selfish.

He did care about other people.

The truth was Sebastian and I
weren't that far apart,

except that now... we were.

He's got
a really cute butt!

Yes, he does.

You've got some serious
explaining to do, young lady.

Come on.

While mouse was about
to explain everything...

Oh!

Walt wasn't
going to explain anything.

Walt.

What are you doing here?

Can I come in?

Yeah.

Is something wrong?

♪ I'm an average man

♪ With an average life

Valentine's day is about love.

Christmas is about giving.

Arbor day is about...

Trees, I guess.

I get celebrating
all those things,

but Halloween?

Halloween is a holiday
where we put on costumes

and try on different versions
of ourselves...

The princess, the demon,
the bird flying free.

It's fun not to be "us"...

♪ In my average home

and to not have to face
the reality

of who we really are
and the things that scare us...

♪ In the twilight zone

♪ I always feel like

♪ somebody's watching me

like our vulnerabilities...

♪ Whoa, oh, oh

♪ when I come home at night

or what we really want
for ourselves.

What made you
change your mind?

♪ I bolt the door real tight

I need you.

I need my girlfriend.

♪ People say I'm crazy

♪ I'm just a little touched

or our fear of change

and what it will
inevitably bring.

♪ Too much

♪ 'cause I always feel like ♪

♪ Somebody's watching me

being someone else for a night
can be fun... or scary.

Either way,
it's only one night,

and when the masks are off,

and we're being ourselves
again,

we have nothing to hide behind,
and maybe that's okay.

But my night in Manhattan
had taught me one thing.

No matter
what you're going through,

it's always better if you have
people to share it with.

I was lucky.
I wasn't an island at all.

Seriously,
he's got a cute butt.

♪ I always feel like
somebody's watching me ♪

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