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Gossip Girl here.

Your one and only source into the scandalous lives of Manhattan elite.

I thought we were friends.

Damien ditched me after the party, so...

Strongest drug I'm on is double macchiato.

I have decided to set my sights on Bass lndustries.

It's not just his disloyalty. It's his pomposity.

And the fact that you slept with him?

Oh, well, that was a long time ago, and it was fleeting.

You wanted an internship. I wanted this one.

I stupidly thought that this fake friendship might be real.

I suggested that you be promoted to replace me.

Blair, you wanted it all. You just got it.

I got a phone call from your friend Blair.

So I've decided to give you a second chance.

You need to do what's right for Thorpe Enterprises.

I want you to give Chuck a chance

to be part of the new company.

I don't need Chuck's help to run Bass lndustries.

Yes, you do.

What about your family?

What if us being together drives them all away?

I don't think it will,

but that's a risk I'm willing to take if you are.

It's cold out there, but on the Upper East Side,

things are heating up,

because Valentine's Day is around the corner.

Please don't tell me you're leaving already.

Between classes at Columbia or your job at "W."

the only proof that I have you still exist

is the faint trace of Chanel in the morning.

I'm so sorry, S.

But if I can turn this into a permanent job,

it'll knock 6 months off my 2-year plan.

Are you sure you're not just burying yourself in work

to avoid thinking about tomorrow?

Tomorrow? I don't even know what day today is.

Last year, Chuck and I honored Valentine's Day

by staging our very own bacchanal.

And no, there were no goats,

if that's the look that just fluttered across your face.

But this year, I'm sitting out "V" day

to focus on my career,

as is Chuck with his fake relationship with Raina Thorpe.

Right, but I thought you reached out to Raina

and told her that Chuck's feelings were real.

He needed to get back in her good graces,

and I knew exactly how to get him there.

Chuck and I may need some time to forge our own paths

before we risk a romantic rejoining,

but we're still there for each other.

And what about you and Ben?

It must be very special for him, spending Valentine's Day

with someone other than his cellie.

We decided to sit it out, too.

We just started dating. It's too much pressure.

Hey, why don't you and I have a friends Valentine's Day?

Manis, macaroons, massages?

Uh, it sounds amazing. I'll let you know.

But... if the 2-year plan wins out, will you be okay?

I'll be fine.

I'm glad you agreed to this brunch with Chuck and Lily.

It shows a lot of good faith on their part.

I mean, we came in with guns blazing,

and they responded with an olive branch.

More like olive bread.

I agreed to a meal, Raina. That's it.

I don't trust the Basses. They don't operate like we do.

They're a family, just like us.

The Lily I remember didn't have a maternal bone in her body.

Family was just about money and power.

Well, I hope hosting this brunch proves to you once and for all

I have the company's best interests at heart.

And also elegantly forces the enemy to come to you.

Yes, Sun Tzu is right beside Emily post on my bookshelf.

But, Charles, don't let your feelings for Raina

affect your judgment. We have to be careful with the Thorpes.

Believe me, I know.

Don't worry. I'm not banking on their sympathy.

Welcome.

So... is anyone hungry?

How's the job search going?

I think the check the "have you ever committed a felony?" box

limits my options.

But yours seem to be improving.

I'm sorry if I overstepped.

The article was just sitting there.

Being single while living with the guy seeing your ex?

We nailed the awkwardness.

Yeah, well, it's very fresh.

It's a good thing Serena and I decided

not to do anything for Valentine's Day.

I can't afford to take her out anyway.

Well, you already read how awkward I feel about this,

but, um, with me,

she was always happy to just play pool and drink beer.

Right now I couldn't even afford to do that.

Uh... well, you know what?

I used to work for a catering company.

They could always use an extra hand around a holiday.

I could make a call. It's good money.

And... and no offense, but judging from my past coworkers,

I think they have the "don't ask, don't tell" policy

regarding felons.

Uh, thanks. Appreciate that.

Uh, and, you... what's next for the article?

Uh, well, I e-mailed my Conde' Nast contact, Epperly,

but I got an auto response

saying she doesn't work there anymore,

so I gotta... I gotta Facebook her.

I don't know about the cater-waiter me,

but the teacher me thinks

maybe you should step out from behind the computer

and find out who the new Epperly is

and give her the article in person.

Huh. The new Epperly. I hadn't thought about that.

As part of W's" online expansion,

Stefano wants to kick off a new feature...

Bright young thing.

We'll follow an "It" girl one night a month

as she navigates the Manhattan social scene.

Our inaugural "It" girl needs to be special,

as should her Valentine's Day plans.

Blair, you're friends with Serena Van Der Woodsen?

Yes. Well, D, Serena definitely is "It,"

but what if there was someone fabulous

that we could break ourselves?

Someone like... Raina Thorpe.

Daughter of Russell?

I like it. Keep going.

Well, she's typically shunned publicity,

which makes her an even bigger get.

So if I could come through...

I'd recommend Stefano consider your trial period over.

I'll have her by lunch.

Hey.

How well do you know Raina Thorpe?

Um, not at all.

Do you know where she is right now?

I'm guessing you do.

At your house.

Where my mother lives. No way. We're still at war.

And why are you asking anyway?

Because I need to do a story on Raina for the magazine

tomorrow night.

Okay, well, why don't you just ask her yourself?

After the Chuck thing, doesn't she owe you a favor?

Yes, but she's not answering her phone,

and I can't leave the office.

Besides, it's better this way. Just two "It" girls talking.

And explain that you'll do the profile yourself.

Right, because this is all really just a favor to me

and not a convoluted way for you

to keep your eye on Raina and Chuck on Valentine's Day?

Mm, I hadn't thought of that. Thank you!

Lily, everything was delicious, especially the eggs.

Ah, Spanish tortilla.

That's perfect after a late night

or a breakfast in bed after too much Rioja.

Thank you, Russell.

Um, here in America, we call it a frittata.

Did I just hear your dad laugh?

I told you this would work.

I'm going in.

Okay.

Mr. Thorpe, we're all very grateful

we have found a buyer for Bass lndustries

that we can all approve of.

And though it may be your instinct

to keep the company under the Thorpe umbrella,

that might be a mistake.

The Bass name has equity.

I'd like the chance to prove that all in one night...

Tomorrow, to be exact.

I've leased a landmark mansion outside the city.

It's a destination. You travel to get there,

and the reservations are made before.

And what do people get when they arrive?

Imagine you're at a club.

Forget the year, the continent.

You don't want the night to end.

In this case, it doesn't have to.

When the time is right,

you drift upstairs to a private room.

Spend the night or just a few hours. It's up to you.

But, uh, what makes you think people will show up?

It sounds like you need a big marketing push

just to get the word out.

No marketing.

I say where and when, people show up.

If I can prove to you

the Bass brand has a quantifiable worth,

will you look at my business plan?

It shows how you can keep the company together

under the Bass name,

with my involvement.

I'll put a pin in my current plans for...

36 hours.

If this thing you've planned succeeds,

we'll talk.

You nailed it.

I'll see you at the hotel, dad.

Serena. We weren't expecting you.

I'm here to see Raina.

Hey, we haven't officially met,

but our mutual friend Blair Waldorf

wants to talk to you. She'll explain everything.

Um...

Blair has to follow a socialite around on Valentine's Day.

It's for work, she figured you wouldn't mind

since everything with Raina is, you know...

I know what?

Oh. Blair was wrong.

You do have feelings for Raina.

I do.

I have something spectacular planned for tomorrow night.

Uh-oh. B's in for a shock when she finds out

what she thought was as fake as a c.Z.

Is actually as real as Harry Winston.

Oh, my gosh.

All the shoppers on Madison are so stressed.

It's like the entire future of humanity lies in the balance.

"Should I get him boxers or cologne?"

"Are red roses cliche?"

"If I hide the ring in her food, will she choke?"

I'm so happy we're sidestepping Valentine's.

You sure? It's not very romantic.

Speak for yourself.

I have a hot date with my blu-ray player.

What about you? What are you doing?

Believe it or not, I am working.

Really? Ben, that's great. Where?

Uh, it's nothing big, but it's a start.

Oh, let me guess. Uh, at a publishing house?

Tutoring service?

Um... you're doing research for a Professor?

You'd be so good at that.

Uh... I... how'd you know?

So which one is it?

Tutoring.

Well, all you have to do is get one kid into an Ivy,

and your phone will be ringing off the hook.

I have to go meet a friend, but I'll see you on the 15th

when all this craziness is over. Happy tutoring.

Thanks. Uh, I'll talk to you later.

Hey, there you are. Listen, we need to talk to you.

Not now, Archibalds. Russell bit.

My party tomorrow needs to be legendary

if I'm going to secure my place after the takeover.

Forget it.

Whatever Russell Thorpe promised you is a lie.

I think I'll take my advice from someone

not interested in grinding an ax across my knuckles,

if you don't mind.

After you and Nate tried to get me fired, I realized that

your actions weren't completely unwarranted, so I asked to be

taken off of all Bass business, and Thorpe agreed.

But this morning I was copied on a report I shouldn't have been.

It was a breakdown of how Russell's gonna sell

your company for parts and who he's selling them to.

Your intel's stale. We brokered a deal at brunch.

Russell promised to postpone those meetings.

Just confirmed one an hour ago.

And something else.

I dug around accounting.

Bass lndustries is more profitable kept whole.

So why is Thorpe determined to slice it up?

Russell didn't become a billionaire

by making money-losing decisions.

Look, you told me he had issues with Bart, right?

So maybe it isn't a business decision. Maybe it's personal.

So you sound pretty excited about tomorrow,

like maybe it's not just another night

of hanging out with Chuck, business as usual?

I guess that's true.

At first, it was purely for the sex.

Oh, that's Chuck.

No, I meant me.

Chuck was just trying to get me to help him with my father.

"Was"? But now?

Things have gotten kind of serious.

I wanna find an amazing dress

and totally take his breath away.

Oh, well, that... that does sound serious.

So how about a little help? It's overwhelming.

Oh, well, the secret about these places

is that they always keep the best stuff in the back,

which is why I called ahead.

What do you think?

Ohh. Wow. That's the one. Our work here is done.

No need to try this one, even though I love the detail.

I actually really love this dress.

Then try it on. You can wear it tomorrow to the club.

Oh, no, I wish, but I have other plans.

Something's better than a Chuck Bass party?

If Serena Van Der Woodsen isn't going, maybe he was

exaggerating the value of his so-called brand.

No, it's not that. It's just...

I'm in a new relationship,

but we're trying to keep things simple.

Ah. You know how it is.

Yeah.

Speaking of, are you sure it's a good idea

for you and Chuck to be doing this thing for "W."?

I normally pass on all publicity,

but Blair asked me, so I couldn't say no.

I know how important she is to Chuck,

and she knows how important I am to him, too, obviously.

So I'm glad there's no weirdness there.

Well, actually, there may be some weirdness.

Blair still has feelings for Chuck,

so if she follows you around on Valentine's Day,

she's gonna be hurt.

And if she finds out I ever told you this,

I'll be hurt.

I hope my best friend would do the same for me.

Your secret's safe.

I do hate to cancel last minute, though.

Well, I'm sure she'll understand.

Besides, before "W." gave her this assignment,

she wanted to spend Valentine's Day with me anyway,

so...

Waldorf.

Where's the new Epperly?

You're looking at her.

Oh, God, what'd you do to her?

She's in a better place.

She's in Bali doing downward dogs

with some British Wally named prat

or prat named Wally.

In any case, she quit.

That's great. My only contact at Conde Nast

has been replaced by a stapler stealer.

And I will staple whatever's in your sweaty hand to your jeans

if you don't leave this instant.

What's in my hand is an article.

Epperly said she'd get it to "Details."

I'm assuming you can't do the same.

I-I did... I did kinda get this job for you.

Only after you got me fired.

How many times must I repeat myself?

We are not friends. Just because we went to go see a movie...

Or five together does mean that I'll go out on a limb for you.

Okay, well, how about I just drop it in your in-box?

As you can see, I don't have time

to read faux-ticles by wannabe writers.

Blair, please.

I'll apply for another internship if I have to

and get back in the ring with you.

Remember our little wrestling match?

How about you apply yourself to a job more within your breeding?

Isn't there a bat mitzvah girl

somewhere in need of a Shirley temple?

No, actually, I gave my cater-waiter contact to Ben.

He's doing Martha Stewart's Valentine's party.

Raina, hi. I have those advanced questions

like you asked for. Should I fax them?

I'm really sorry, Blair,

but I'm not gonna be able to do the profile.

What? Why?

I should have never agreed to do a social piece. I just...

Think it's not a good idea.

Guess you'll have time to read my article now.

Chuck, hello.

Hey, I was just wondering...

Do you actually know why my father hates mine?

I always assumed it was a business deal gone bad,

but maybe there's more to it.

I don't think so.

My dad's too much of a gentleman to hold a grudge, and honestly,

I don't even know how serious they were... either of them.

I was at penn at the time.

Why? What did Lily say?

Lily? Say about what?

You don't know? She and my dad used to date.

She left him for your father.

Looks like this was one love letter

Lily didn't want anyone else to read.

Hey, thanks for meeting me.

I'm surprised my dad and Lily let you out of the house,

even for food.

Oh, well, it might have something to do

with my volunteering or, uh, voluntary drug testing.

Look, the schnitzel's on me. I'm sorry about lying last week.

Oh, thanks. Have you heard from Damien?

Uh, no, actually. Uh, knowing the amBassador,

after you told him Damien was dealing,

I'm sure he was exiled to some very cold,

very distant country. You know who else

I haven't heard from, though, is, uh, is Jonathan.

See, I... I knew he probably didn't wanna talk to me again,

but I-I thought he'd at least return my call and tell me so.

Well, leaving a message for someone isn't very romantic.

Have you thought about doing something big for him

or show him how much you wanna see him?

Like what?

Like inviting him to Chuck's event.

Uh, I am not going to Chuck's event.

I have a hot date with a vehicle filled with hot meals.

I would feel sorry for myself except I am delivering food

to people too sick to cook.

Oh, hey, at least it would be original.

So make the play, man. Go out in a blaze of glory...

Or at least a double-parked panel van.

Ah, yeah, I really should take my own advice.

Why? Who do you wanna spend Valentine's Day with?

Blair.

No, it's not... no, no, no. It's not like that.

It's, uh... I... I need her help with something.

You could be waiting a long time.

You're right, which is why I'm gonna find her

at the party tonight.

May both our fortunes change for the better.

Can I interest you in some nucky?

I snuck out of work early to catch up on "Boardwalk Empire."

I need a primer on how to do business with Chicago.

Raina won't recommit.

I didn't realize the profile was that big of a deal.

She seemed so into it at first.

I need to find out why she backed out.

Well, if the profile isn't happening,

we can do that friends Valentine's like I suggested.

Well, I'd hate to have nothing planned, but first,

Ben is prison-poor. Who is showering you with gifts

on Valentine's Day?

Just my mom.

She was glad that I came by. Thank you for sending me.

I'm gonna go call the masseuse.

This won't take long, Russell. I know you're a busy man.

Good.

I believe there's something standing in the way

of Bass lndustries' survival... something of a personal matter.

To what exactly are you referring?

I know Lily broke your heart.

She broke my father's heart, too.

I wanna be clear.

My loyalty is with the Bass name only.

That's a lovely sentiment, but what does it mean?

I'll do whatever it takes to stay in the company.

If Lily is an obstacle, I'll handle it.

Saying it is one thing, Chuck.

Following through is an entirely different matter.

The woman adopted you after your father died.

She's the only family you have.

Holmberg? Chuck Bass. Gather the board.

It's been brought to my attention

that Lily failed to disclose

a significant conflict of interest

with Thorpe Enterprises.

It needs to be handled immediately.

I'll explain when I'm back.

Yet again, I'm impressed.

Stay the course.

And I see no reason to believe that you and your legacy

won't be well taken care of when the sale goes through.

Thank you, sir.

Hey.

Aren't you a little overdressed for hot stones?

Donna called. She needs me at work.

Oh, this is terrible.

The masseuse is already on her way.

I was really looking forward to spending time with you.

You have no idea how much.

S., cancel the masseuse and go to Chuck's.

No one should be alone tonight,

and it would mean a lot to him to have you there,

not because you're an "It" girl,

but because he considers you family.

Well, I told Ben that I was staying in,

but he's tutoring, so he won't mind.

Tutoring? Are you sure?

Don't make fun. He was so nervous,

he didn't even wanna tell me. I think it's noble.

No, of course you do, and you should.

Tutoring is great.

Now go put on your sexiest dress

and treat yourself to a night out.

Thank you for saving me from a Valentine's Day

even more depressing than the movie about it

I was gonna watch.

Can we please have friend time after, though?

I think it'll be too late for that.

I'm sorry.

"Love Actually" and the Jacques Torres fondue

will have to wait.

I just got off the phone with Pete Holmberg.

There was an emergency meeting of the Bass board. I'm being

accused of an ethics violation and conflict of interest.

Well, stand up for yourself. Don't let Thorpe

get away with that.

It wasn't Thorpe. It was Charles. He had me removed

from the board effective immediately.

What are you gonna do?

I don't know what deal he cut with Thorpe,

but it is not the way to win.

Yes, hello. I'm calling on behalf of Chuck Bass.

His friend Dan Humphrey sent over a new employee today...

Ben Donovan.

Mr. Bass wants to be sure

that Ben is only working his event tonight

and nowhere else.

Can you see to it? Thank you so much.

2,500 bucks a head,

and it's filled to capacity. This place is a gold mine.

I know how to tap a vein.

A few days ago, this was pillow talk.

Look at the ways you inspire me.

You're the one who pulled it off.

No one's gonna forget tonight.

Go get some b-roll of the food and drink,

and be discreet. We are not TMZ.

Humphrey, what are you doing here?

Stalking you, actually.

You didn't, by chance, read my article?

I don't need to. I know what it's about... a boy from Brooklyn

and an untouchable Upper East Side blonde.

Well, uh, as a matter of fact...

I work at "W." now. I'm an arbiter of taste.

If I were to stand behind some lame Humphrey lamentation,

then it would be like showing up

at an accessories shoot in crocs.

How do you know it's lame? You haven't read it. Maybe...

Maybe I've matured as a writer, or maybe you've matured

as a person and can help someone out

who really needs it just because it's the right thing to do.

If you'll excuse me, I have a Valentine's vendetta to exact.

Where the hell is my crew?

There she is. Start rolling.

What the hell are you doing?

I thought you were gonna be working all night.

I am. "W." sent me here with a cameraman

to get good stuff for the blog,

and if I go back with only footage of Amanda Lepore

and Ed Burns, then my 2-year plan might as well become 20.

Okay, fine, they can interview me,

but please tell them to keep it brief.

Thank you, thank you, and it will be over before you know it.

Can we get some light over here, please?

Lily. Looking beautiful as always.

Oh, spare me the niceties, Russell.

I'm here to speak to Charles.

He's off with Raina somewhere.

You know, they're a wonderful couple, don't you think?

What I think is that whatever it is you're up to appears

to be working, and my son should know that. Excuse me.

Sorry to interrupt, but, uh, we need to have a little talk.

You realize you're the worst wingman ever.

Well, maybe so,

but I hope you see I'm trying to be a good father.

I came here tonight to find Russell, say hello,

and hand in my resignation.

Since I kept you from your trip to Venice,

I thought I'd bring Venice to you.

How did you know?

I saw your calendar.

Buona sera, arrigo.

Your favorites from Harry's bar.

I can't believe you did this for me.

When I care about someone, I'm not afraid to show it.

Hello, Daniel.

Have you seen Charles?

And any resort plans this season?

Uh, Mystique, maybe? I don't know.

I haven't really thought about it.

Shoe of the moment.

Uh, Louboutin "Bianca."

Are we almost done?

Have you asked her who her Valentine is?

We were instructed to ask everyone.

Uh, I'm not gonna answer that.

I'd like to keep my private life private.

But you do have a special someone...

Ben Donovan. He's standing at the bar right now.

Or make that behind it. Don't be embarrassed, S.

It's okay to below the line. Madonna and Julia Roberts

paved the way for girls like you.

So much for the quiet night at home.

And I thought you were tutoring.

I wasn't. I just didn't know how to tell you.

Tell me what?

You go, Serena.

Give that convict a chance to explain himself.

Before Ben was serving drinks, he served three years hard time.

In fact, he's been out on parole for what, a month?

Ben, please, wait.

- Okay, that's enough. Let's go. - You know, I think that we've seen enough

of each other tonight.

Lily, how dare you just barge in here.

This place is supposed to be my fantasy?

All I wish for is the truth. Why did you have me fired?

You should've told me about your relationship with Russell.

If you were so concerned, why didn't you ask me about it?

He has no bearing on my performance at Bass lndustries.

How can you be sure? Maybe your emotions

clouded your judgment. It wouldn't be the first time.

What?

We both know you're a socialite, not a businesswoman.

You traded musicians for titans of industry,

upgraded from a tour bus to a corporate jet.

I'm sorry, but I had to.

I've done nothing but try to salvage that company for you.

I stepped in so Jack wouldn't take it away,

and every day since, I have fought for your future.

If we had stuck together on this, we would've won.

It looks like I did, anyway.

No, you haven't, Charles. You've lost,

and I'm not talking about your battle with Thorpe.

Please, that adoption was as much a business decision

as this was.

Chuck. That's enough.

Wait. Where are you going?

Anywhere but here.

You almost cost me my company.

You'd better not have cost me Raina.

Whatever price you pay for what you've done,

that's on you.

I see you're a man of your word.

I said I'd get rid of Lily. I did.

Too bad words are overrated.

What?

Now that Lily's been ousted from the board,

it's just you and me. And as much I like you,

I think I'll like dismantling Bass lndustries a lot more.

Now you have no company,

no family, and from what I just saw,

my daughter's lost her taste as well.

Great party, by the way.

You think Raina will keep you on that pedestal

once she learns what you've done?

Go find out.

I think you know how much family means to Raina,

just as she now knows...

How little it means to you.

One lonely Bass adrift at sea.

Looks like Venice isn't the only thing that's sinking.

Blair.

I can't believe you ambushed me, and why? For a leg up at work?

Is your career really more important than our friendship?

Obviously you don't think my career is important at all

since you forced Raina to back out

just so you didn't have to be alone on Valentine's Day.

That's not why I did it. I had a good reason.

You can't stand that I'm getting successful while you're

flailing around with 15 hours of class and an ex-con.

That's not true. I couldn't be more proud of your job at "W."

I wanted to protect you from seeing

Chuck and Raina together on Valentine's Day.

For the last time, he's using her. It's not real.

It's just business. How come no one believes me?

Blair.

Look, you know what?

I'm gonna go get him so he can tell you himself.

Russell.

Ah! Howard.

You're fired.

What? On what grounds? I mean, I was actually

coming over here to quit anyway, but...

You leaked a private document.

Granted, that's exactly what I wanted you to do, but still.

I can't have someone around I don't trust.

Take care of yourself.

What just happened?

Blair.

I'm looking for Chuck. What is this place?

Uh, he built it for Raina.

Oh. He's pretty serious about this game.

Oh, I don't... I don't... I don't really think it's a game. It's...

Raina, I just need five minutes.

Shh! I'm only here

because I refuse to make this anyone else's business.

Look, I'm sorry you had to witness that scene with Lily.

I'm not the one you need to apologize to.

You went behind Lily's back. You disrespected her.

Is this what you do... wonderful things

for people you care about before you turn on them?

Look, you put family before all else. I can't do that.

My father was never there for me.

My mother abandoned and betrayed me.

My Uncle is my worst enemy.

But maybe your father isn't as perfect as you think.

What are you saying?

He's the reason I went after Lily.

He pitted me against her.

So you're trying to turn me against him?

Destroy my relationship?

Nothing is sacred to you.

That's not true. You are sacred to me.

Until I do something you don't like

and you turn on me, too.

Give me a chance to show you that's not who I am. Please.

I'm sorry.

I've seen all I needed to see.

Rubies are red. Hydrangeas are blue.

Chuck's given his heart away...

Wow, he's good.

But guess what, Blair? Not to you.

Shut up, Humphrey.

Well...

They're not Richart,

but they're all I could find at this hour.

I was gonna leave them on your pillow.

Blair, please, it's been a long night. I'm tired.

You were right.

Chuck and Raina are real. Were real, anyway.

I know that chocolates from Duane Reade

won't make it any better, but... I'm so sorry.

Well, maybe I made the wrong decision

in going to Raina first instead of you,

but I was worried about your heart, not your job.

I knew that you'd bounce back stronger than ever at "W."

You may be right. Donna texted me.

She said your profile's gonna be amazing.

Well, I'm sorry if I'm not thrilled you got an "a"-plus

at Ben's expense.

After mentioning I'd stumbled

across some incriminating Facebook photos,

the interviewer wisely agreed to redact

the Ben part of the article.

I'm sure he'd really appreciate that

if he ever speaks to me again.

You're gonna be okay alone?

Not yet, but I need to start learning to be.

Go have fun with your parolee.

Maybe it's a secret Valentine.

Hello?

Why the hell would you do that?

Well, this way, I can initiate a whole new round

of pestering you to submit it.

But I already did... yesterday.

I gave your article to a junior editor

at "Vanity Fair," not "Details."

I'm assuming that won't be a problem?

Wait. So you submitted it without reading?

Of course I read it.

I have a reputation to uphold.

And you still put me through the wringer?

It was... good.

Mm, I'm sorry. What'd you just say?

You heard me. It was... sharp

and well observed.

When it comes to experiencing an ex with a new love,

you have some insight.

Mm. How... how are you doing with all that?

Uh... just seeking refuge

with the perfect anti-Valentine's Day movie...

"Rosemary's Baby."

What part are you at? I'll watch with you.

Forgive me if I've memorized some of Ruth Gordon's dialogue.

Uh, okay, all of it.

It just started.

Lesson learned.

"Wall Street" didn't need a sequel.

In the theater or in my life.

Now I just have to find something between manual labor

and high finance.

Wish I'd been wrong about Thorpe.

Wish I had a company I could put you in.

Now one good thing I realized tonight...

I still got game.

As soon as Russell fired me, I had to turn over my key card.

So I gave him one...

To the gym at The Empire.

This...

Is to Thorpe's office.

And this...

All the passwords you need.

They change them weekly on Thursdays,

so that should give you a good 48 hours.

Good luck.

Way to go.

A Valentine can be a red-hot weapon of revenge...

Or a heartfelt apology.

Thanks for comin'.

I should've told you I was waitering.

I should have owned it.

Well, I should've given you the chance

and not put words in your mouth.

Hey. It's still Valentine's Day for... another ten minutes.

Maybe we can share 'em together?

I made enough money tonight to buy us some beers.

Sounds great... except for the beer part.

It's Valentine's Day. We should have champagne.

Well, have you ever heard of a black velvet?

That is champagne mixed with beer.

Uh, delicious... or not.

Serena.

I just came over to thank you

for saying all those nice things to us the other night...

My point is, paranoia can save your life.

Oh, so she was supposed to know

that her husband was gonna sell their firstborn to a coven?

The woman couldn't be more naive.

I mean, who eats unsolicited desserts?

Mm, point taken. The... the mousse was creepy.

Do you know how many gloves I've lost on the subway?

Well, you do often seem cursed.

I do, don't I?

Or sometimes

there's a way to candy-coat the fact you're all alone.

You know, I got more hugs tonight from strangers

than my grandmother's doled out my entire life,

which I guess is comforting,

but it's not exactly Valentine's Day.

No, but you still might get one.

A guy came by earlier and asked for you.

Cute guy, brown hair.

Said you'd know who he was.

He's waiting around the corner.

Have fun.

Well, then I'll... I'm gonna... go...

Yeah. And, uh...

Thank you, Eric.

Jonathan?

Miss me?

Okay, look, I want nothing to do with you,

all right, Damien?

You think I wanted Dan and Nate to rat me out to my own father?

Now I'm under a microscope, and that is a big, big problem.

Yeah, that's an occupational hazard.

Listen to me. You're not understanding what I'm saying.

It's also a problem for you.

Remember when you had all that stuff on your mind

when we first started hanging out together...

What you told me about your mom and Ben?

Well...

Perjury is a felony,

and, well,

Lily could be spending a lot of time in jail

if, say, I were to... tell everybody.

Here's what we're gonna do.

But whatever your Valentine's Day brings,

never forget that some years,

it's a massacre.

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