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(drumroll)

(rousing fanfare plays)

(fanfare ends)

(whistling)

(pencil scribbling rapidly)

(whistling continues)

NARRATOR:
This is a story of boy meets girl.

The boy, Tom Hansen
of Margate, New Jersey,

grew up believing that
he'd never truly be happy

until the day
he met "the one."

This belief stemmed from early exposure
to sad British pop music

and a total misreading
of the movie The Graduate.

DUSTIN HOFFMAN (on TV):
Elaine! Elaine!

NARRATOR:
The girl, Summer Finn

of Shinnecock, Michigan,

did not share this belief.

Since the disintegration
of her parents' marriage,

she'd only loved two things.

The first was
her long, dark hair.

The second was how easily
she could cut it off

and feel nothing.

Tom meets Summer on January 8th.

He knows almost immediately
she's who he's been searching for.

This is a story
of boy meets girl.

But you should know up front,

this is not a love story.

♪ They made a statue of us ♪

♪ And put it on a mountaintop ♪

♪ Now tourists come
and stare at us ♪

♪ Blow bubbles with their gum ♪

♪ Take photographs of fun ♪

♪ Have fun ♪

♪ They'll name
a city after us ♪

♪ And later say
it's all our fault ♪

♪ Then they'll give us
a talking to ♪

♪ Then they'll give us
a talking to ♪

♪ 'Cause they've got
years of experience ♪

♪ Living in a den of thieves ♪

♪ Rummaging for answers
in the pages ♪

♪ Living in a den of thieves ♪

♪ And it's contagious ♪

♪ And it's contagious ♪

♪ And it's contagious ♪

♪ And it's contagious ♪

(vocalizing)

-(beeps)
-(buzzes)

We didn't know
who else to call.

It's Amanda Heller
all over again.

You did the right thing.

(sighs)
Now, where is he?

(plate shatters)

GIRL:
Thomas.

Rachel.
What are you doing here?

-I'm here to help you.
-Help me how?

First, put down the plate.

Drink this.

-What is that?
-Vodka.

Um, does Mom know
that you're here?

-'Cause it's probably past 10:00.
-(sighs) Don't worry about it.

Just start from the beginning,
and tell us what happened.

TOM:
Things were going so well.

Then what?

I think we should
stop seeing each other.

-Just like that?
-Just like that.

-Did she say why?
-I mean, this thing-- what are we doing?

I mean, is this normal?

Norm-- I-- I don't know. I don't care.
I'm happy. Aren't you happy?

-You're happy?
-You're not?

-All we do is argue.
-That is bullshit.

Maybe she was just
in a bad mood.

Yeah, maybe like
a-- a hormonal thing.

-P.M.S.?
-What do you know about P.M.S.?

-More than you, Tom.
-Then what happened?

This can't come as
a total surprise to you.

I mean, we've been
like Sid and Nancy for months now.

Summer, Sid stabbed Nancy...
seven times with a kitchen knife.

I-- I mean, we have some disagreements,
but I hardly think I'm Sid Vicious.

No. I'm Sid.

Oh, so I'm Nancy?

Let's just eat,
and we'll talk about it later.

Mmm. That is good.

I'm really glad we did this.

I love these pancakes.

What?

Tom, don't go.
You're still my best friend!

-Jesus.
-You've broken up with girls before.

Yes.

And girls have broken up
with you before.

-This is different.
-Why?

'Cause it's Summer.

So you'll-- you'll
meet somebody new.

Point is, you're The best guy I know.
You'll get over her.

I think it's kind of like how they say.
There's, uh--

There's plenty of other
fish in the sea.

-TOM: No.
-They-- They say that.

Well, they're lying.

I don't want to
get over her.

I want to get her back.

McKENZIE:
Maybe playing it safe

is the wrong approach.

The nuclear family is dead,

and we need a new holiday
that recognizes that.

May 21st.

Other Mother's Day.

Thank you.

I'd say we've got some potential here.
What do you think, Hansen?

Could you write up some
prototypes for these?

Uh, Mr. Vance, there's a telephone call
for you on line three.

Oh. Thank you. Uh, everyone,
this is Summer, my new assistant.

Summer just moved here from--

-Michigan.
-Right. Michigan. Right.

Uh, Summer, everyone.

Everyone, Summer.
Excuse me. I have to take this.

It's nice to meet you all.

NARRATOR:
There's only two kinds

of people in the world.

There's women, and there's men.

Summer Finn was a woman.

Height, average.
Weight, average.

Shoe size,
slightly above average.

For all intents and purposes,

Summer Finn,
just another girl.

Except she wasn't.

To wit, in 1998,

Summer quoted a song by the Scottish band
Belle and Sebastian

in her high school yearbook.

"Color my life
with the chaos of trouble."

This spike in Michigan
sales of their album,

The Boy with the Arab Strap,

continues to puzzle
industry analysts.

Summer's employment at the Daily Freeze
during her sophomore year

coincided with an inexplicable
212% increase in revenue.

(dings)

Every apartment
Summer rented

was offered at an average rate
of 9.2% below market value.

And her round-trip
commute to work

averaged 18.4 double takes
per day.

It was a rare quality,
this "Summer effect."

Rare, and yet something
every postadolescent male has encountered

at least once in their lives.

For Tom Hansen to find it now
in a city of 400,000 offices,

91,000 commercial buildings
and 3.8 million people--

well, that could only
be explained by one thing:

fate.

McKENZIE:
Dude, I hear she's a bitch.

Really?

Yeah. Patel tried to talk to her
in the copy room.

She's totally not having it.

Maybe she was just in a hurry.

And maybe she's an uppity,
"better than everyone" superskank.

-Damn.
-I know. She's pretty hot.

That sucks.
Why is it pretty girls

think they can treat people
like crap and get away with it?

Centuries of reinforcement.

(scoffs)
You know what? Screw her. I don't care.

If she wants to
be that way, fine.

(elevator bell dings)

(rock music plays in headphones)

(faint)
♪ Driving in your car ♪

(elevator whirring)

♪ Oh, please don't drop me home ♪

Smiths?

Hi.

-I love the Smiths.
-Sorry?

I said I love the Smiths.

(stammers)

You have-- You have
good taste in music.

-You like the Smiths?
-Yeah.

(singing along)
♪ To die by your side ♪

♪ Is such a heavenly way to die ♪

-I love 'em.
-(elevator bell dings)

Holy shit.

There you go.
Have another piece.

-Ah.
-Drinks?

-Arthur, did you get a piece?
-Thanks.

Want one? Yeah.

-Want one?
-Mmm.

-Summer, right?
-Oh. Yeah.

-Smiths fan.
-Yeah. Tom.

Want some, uh, uh--

It's not champagne.
I don't know what it is.

Sure.

So, how's it goin'?

-Pretty good.
-You just moved here, right?

-Mm-hmm.
-When?

-Saturday.
-Oh, wow.

And, uh, what brought you?

Boredom mostly.

-Wanted to try something new and exciting.
-Mmm.

Well, clearly you've
come to the right place.

(chuckles)

(chuckles)

-So, have you worked here long?
-About three or four years.

Wow. You've...

-always wanted to write greeting cards?
-(chuckles)

No, I don't even
want to do it now.

Well, you should
do something else then.

Yeah. I studied to be
an architect, actually.

You did? That's cool.
What happened there?

It didn't work out.
(chuckles)

I needed a job,
and here we are.

You any good?

Well, um,
I wrote this one.

"Today you're a man.

Mazel tov
on your bar mitzvah."

-It's a big seller.
-I meant as an architect.

Yeah.

I doubt it.

Well, you're a perfectly adequate
greeting card writer.

Thank you. That was actually
my nickname in college.

They called me
"Perfectly Adequate" Hansen.

They used to call me
Anal Girl.

I was very neat
and organized.

-Well, I should get back, so--
-Uh--

All right.
See you later.

(whistling)

(paper crumples,
thuds in trash can)

I don't know, man.
I think it's official.

I'm in love with Summer.

I love her smile.

I love her hair.
I love her knees.

I love this heart-shaped
birthmark she has on her neck.

I love the way she sometimes
licks her lips before she talks.

I love the sound of her laugh.

I love the way she looks
when she's sleeping.

(pop music plays)

♪ She's like the wind ♪

I love how I hear this song
every-- every time I think of her.

I love how she makes me feel.

Like--

Like anything's possible,
or like-- I don't know. Like--

Like life is worth it.

This is not good.

TOM:
She likes Magritte and Hopper.

And we talked about Bananafish
for like 20 minutes.

We're so compatible,
it's insane.

She's-- Well, she's not
like I thought at all. She's amazing.

-RACHEL: Oh, boy.
-What?

Just 'cause some cute girl likes the same
bizarro crap you do,

that doesn't make her
your soul mate, Tom.

-TV: Red team wins!
-What do you mean?

-TOM: It's off.
-What?

-Me and Summer.
-Was it ever on?

No, but it could have been,
in a world where good things happen to me.

Yeah, well, that's not
really where we live.

No.

-(video game sounds)
-Lucky.

(sighs)
So, what happened?

-All right. You ready?
-Yeah.

So there we are.
Nine more floors to ride, just me and her.

Hey, Summer.

Hi.

How was your weekend?

It was good.

Can you believe that shit?

I'm sorry. What shit?

-I think I missed something.

-She said, "It was good."
Emphasis on the "good."

She basically said
she spent the weekend

having sex with some guy
she met at the gym.

Skank. Whatever.
I'm over it.

-What the hell is wrong with you?
-She's not interested in me.

There's really nothing
I can do about that.

-Just because she said, "It was good?"
-And some other things.

Like, did she say, uh,
"hey" instead of "hi"?

I mean, 'cause you know that that--
that means that she's a lesbian, right?

I gave her plenty of chances.

I'm going to the supply room.
Do you guys need anything?

I think you know what I need.

Uh, toner.

Okay. Sure.
No problem.

(chuckles)

(clicks)

♪ Good times for a change ♪

♪ See, the luck I've had ♪
(volume increases)

♪ Can make a good man
turn bad ♪

♪ So, please, please, please ♪

♪ Let me, let me, let me ♪

-♪ Let me get what I want ♪
-(clicks off)

Whatever, man. It's fine.

I don't need this crap, really.
I just, you know--

I'm comfortable.
I'm unhassled.

People don't realize this,
but loneliness--

-It's underrated.
-You could just ask her out.

Don't be stupid.

Hey.
(mouthing words)

This Friday, all you can karaoke
at the Mill.

-No.
-Come on.

They're not gonna let you back
in there after last time.

Ah, I wasn't that bad.

Dude, you threw up on the stage,
you tried to fight the bartender,

and you threatened to
burn the place down.

-But I didn't burn the place down.
-We're not going back there, man.

Look. It's not like that, okay?
It's a work thing.

The whole office is going.

-I can't go, even if I wanted--
-You're not listening to me.

-What?
-The whole office is going.

(chattering)

McKENZIE:
♪ Just like every cowboy ♪

♪ Sings a sad, sad song ♪

♪ Every rose has its thorn ♪

-Hi.
-Hi.

-They said you weren't coming.
-You asked if I was--

Goddamn.
That song is brilliant!

What's up, Hansen?
MAN: Summer. Summer...

-That's me.
-come on up.

-You--
-(applause)

-Okay. I'm new, so no making fun of me.
-MAN: Whoo!

-Thanks, chief.
-(pop music plays)

-Ah, thanks.
-Yeah, man.

Cheers.

(music continues)

♪ I got some troubles
but they won't last ♪

♪ I'm gonna lay right down
here in the grass ♪

♪ And pretty soon
all my troubles will pass ♪

♪ 'Cause I'm in Su-Su-Su ♪

♪ Su-Su-Su ♪

♪ Su-Su-Su-Su-Su-Su ♪

♪ Sugar Town ♪

(cheering)

(music fades)

Like, that's what I was--
I guess.

-Hello.
-(chuckles)

I didn't, uh-- I didn't know
you were gonna join us.

I would have gotten you,
you know, a drink, or--

-I'm good.
-You're good?

You-- You were great--
great up, uh, singing.

Thank you.

I wanted to sing "Born To Run,"
but they didn't have it.

-I love "Born To Run."
-Me too.

-Tom's from New Jersey.
-Really?

Yeah. I grew up there.
Uh, I lived there till I was 12.

I named my cat
after Springsteen.

No kidding.
What-What was his name?

Bruce.

-Oh.
-That makes sense.

(chuckles)

So, do you have
a boyfriend?

-No.
-Why not?

-'Cause I don't want one.
-Come on. I don't believe that.

You don't believe that a woman could enjoy
being free and independent?

(robotic voice)
Are you a lesbian?

No, I'm not
a lesbian.

I just don't feel comfortable
being anyone's girlfriend.

I don't actually feel comfortable
being anyone's anything, you know.

-I don't know what you're talking about.
-Really?

-Nope.
-(chuckles)

Okay. Let me
break it down for you.

-Break it down.
-Okay. I like being on my own.

Relationships are messy,
and people's feelings get hurt.

Who needs it?
We're young.

We live in one of
the most beautiful cities in the world.

Might as well have fun
while we can and...

save the serious stuff
for later.

Holy shit. You're a dude.
She's a dude.

Okay. But wait, wait.
What happens if you fall in love?

-(chuckles)
-What?

Well, you don't
believe that, do you?

It's love.
It's not Santa Claus.

Well, what does
that word even mean?

I've been in relationships,
and I don't think I've ever seen it.

Well, maybe that's--

And most marriages
end in divorce these days.

-Like my parents.
-Okay. Mine too, but--

Methinks the lady
doth protest too much.

The lady dothn't.

There's no such thing
as love. It's fantasy.

Well, I think you're wrong.

Okay. Well,

what is it that
I'm missing then?

I think you know it
when you feel it.

I guess we can just
agree to disagree.

Yeah.

-(slams table)
-Okay. Who's singing next?

I nominate
Young Werther here.

-I'm not nearly drunk enough to--
-Bartender.

SUMMER: Whoo! Whoo!
♪ Outside there's a boxcar waiting ♪

♪ Outside the family stew ♪

♪ Out by the fire breathing ♪
BOTH: Whoo! Whoo!

♪ Outside we wait
till face turns blue ♪

♪ I know the nervous walking ♪

♪ I know the dirty beard
ha-ha-hangs ♪

♪ Out by the boxcar waiting ♪

♪ Take me away
to nowhere plains ♪

-♪ There is a wait so long ♪
-WOMAN: ♪ So long, so long ♪

♪ You'll never wait so long ♪

♪ Here comes your man ♪

-Whoo! You're good!
-♪ Here comes your man ♪

-♪ Here comes your man ♪
-SUMMER: Is it-- (vocalizes)

No?

No, that's not it.
(chuckles)

-What is that then?
-I don't know. That-- That--

-That's something, but that's not it.
-I know.

-Ah, I used to watch it every week.
-Oh. Yeah!

-It was the best show on TV.
-I know.

Knight Rider ? Come on.
And the theme song is really good.

-So good.
-This is gonna bother me for a week.

Me too.

♪ And I'm proud to be
an American ♪

♪ Where at least
I know I'm free ♪

♪ And I'd like to entertain-- ♪
(slurring)

(microphone feedback)

-You were amazing.
-TOM: I know, buddy.

-You're amazing.
-(chuckles)

-This was so much fun.
-TOM: Yeah.

You guys are so much--
Wait! Wait! Hey.

-What's up?
-Not you.

-You.
-(chuckles)

-He likes you.
-Okay.

-He likes likes you!
-Good night, McKenzie.

-Why don't you just tell her, Tom?
-Yeah.

-You guys are the best!
-Sorry you had to see that. He's--

Happens every time we come here.
He, uh-- I don't know.

Something about that guy and singing.
(chuckles)

-Is that true?
-Yeah, yeah.

He drinks, and he sings
and just loses his shit.

No, uh, not McKenzie.

Um, the other thing.

What thing?

Do you... like me?

(laughs)
Yeah.

Yeah, of course
I like you.

As friends?

Right. As friends.

Just as friends?

Yeah. I mean, I-- I don't know.
I hadn't really thought about, um--

Yes. Why?

No reason. I just--

I think you're interesting,
and I'd like for us to be friends.

Is that all right?

Yeah. It's, um--

-Yeah. You and me. We should be friends.
-Mmm.

Okay. Good.

Well, I'm that way, so--

-Okay. Well, good night.
-Good night.

-Hey.
-Hi.

(machines beeping)

(whirring)

So, that was fun
the other night.

(copier whirs, stops)

(knocking)

(knocking continues)

-You son of a bitch.
-Shh!

The same girl you've been
obsessing over for weeks now?

I've not been obsessing.

The girl you said was
way out of your league,

that you'd never have a chance
with in a million years.

-That girl.
-Paul, seriously.

-Did you bang her?
-No.

-What, hum job? Hand job?
-No. Man, no.

No jobs. I'm still unemployed.
We-- We kissed.

Level with me, man. Come on.
This is your best friend, huh?

Your best friend who tolerated

you whining about this girl
for weeks on end.

-Paul--
-You were essentially stalking her!

-Paul! Shh!
-(door opening)

(man singing on stereo)

-Hi.
-Hey.

-I'm Summer.
-Summer.

-I'm Paul.
-Hi, Paul. Nice to meet you.

Well, I gotta go.
I gotta do some, you know.

-Yeah, man.
-Um, pretend I was never here.

Oh, wait! Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom.
Um, if any jobs come up--

Thanks, Paul! See ya!

(door opens, closes)

He's, uh, you know,
an old friend.

If you heard
any of, um--

Heard what?
Nothing. Really. You wanna go?

Yeah. I'm stalking.
I mean, I'm starving.

-(chattering)
-TOM: Ah, hon?

Our sink is broken.

Man, all of our sinks
are broken.

TOM:
What are we looking for again?

-Uh, trivets.
-How 'bout a flygel?

(chuckles)
No, I don't think so.

No? You don't want a flygel?
(chuckling)

(sighs)
Home sweet home.

Our place really
is lovely, isn't it?

Yes.

Ooh! Idol's on.

-(chuckles)
-The TV's not working.

Oh.

Well, I'm famished.

Let's eat.

Mmm. Smells delicious.

Oh, honey, that's because
it is delicious.

I made it myself.

-Bald eagle.
-Your favorite.

-Mm-hmm.
-(chuckling)

The sink's broken.

Well, that's okay,
because...

that's why we bought
a home with two kitchens.

You're so smart.

I'll race you
to the bedroom.

♪ Left behind ♪

♪ There goes the fear again ♪

♪ Let it go ♪

♪ There goes the fear ♪

(music fades)

Darling, I don't know
how to tell you this,

but... there's a Chinese family
in our bathroom.

(chuckling)

(giggling)

This is fun.

You're fun.

Thanks.

Hey, um,

I just wanna
tell you that, um,

I'm not... really looking

for anything... serious.

Is that okay?

Yeah.

'Cause some people
kind of freak out when they hear that.

No, not me.

You sure?

Yeah. Like, casual.
Right? Take it slow.

(mouths)
Yeah.

No pressure.

(sighs)

(whispers)
Can you, uh-- Can you wait one second?

(door opens, closes)

Okay. Settle. Just a girl.

Just a girl.

She wants to
keep it casual,

which is why she's
in my bed right now.

But that's casual.
That's what casual people do.

That's fine.
That's great.

Hi.
Hi.

(pop music plays)

♪ What I want you've got
and it might be hard to handle ♪

♪ Like the flame
that burns the candle ♪

♪ The candle feeds the flame ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah
What I've got full stock ♪

-♪ Of thoughts and dreams that scatter ♪
-(fireworks whistle, explode)

♪ You pull them
all together ♪

♪ And I can't explain
Oh, yeah ♪

-♪ Well, well, you ♪
-Hey.

-♪ Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh ♪
-Hello.

♪ You make my dreams
come true ♪

-♪ Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh ♪
-Hi.

-♪ Ooh-ooh ♪
-♪ Well, well, well, you ♪

-♪ Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh ♪
-♪ Oh, yeah ♪

-♪ You make my dreams come true ♪
-Thanks.

-♪ Ooh-ooh, you, ooh-ooh ♪
-♪ Yeah, oh, yeah ♪

♪ You ♪

♪ On a night when bad dreams
become a screamer ♪

-♪ When they're messin' with the dreamer ♪
-(crowd cheering)

♪ I can laugh it in the face ♪

♪ Twist and shout my way out ♪

♪ And wrap yourself
around me ♪

♪ 'Cause I ain't the way
you found me ♪

♪ And I'll never be the same
Oh, yeah ♪

♪ Well, 'cause you ♪

♪ You make my
dreams come true ♪

-♪ Ooh-ooh, you, ooh-ooh ♪
-♪ Whoa, yeah ♪

-♪ Ooh-ooh ♪
-♪ Well, well, well, you ♪

-♪ Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh ♪
-♪ Whoo-whoo ♪

♪ You make
my dreams come true ♪

-♪ Ooh-ooh, you, ooh-ooh ♪
-(chirping)

-♪ Oh-oh-oh, yeah ♪
-♪ Ooh-ooh ♪

♪ Now listen to this ♪

♪ I'm down on my daydream ♪

♪ Oh, that sleepwalk
should be over by now ♪

(bell dings)

♪ I know ♪

♪ 'Bout you ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

(bell dings)

(sighs)

You know, I'm gonna-- I'm gonna--
I'm gonna get Alfredo's number.

-Okay.
-And I'll-- And I'll bring it to you.

-Okay.
-Okay?

Is this Solitaire?

So, did you
get her back yet or what?

Working on it.

-Hey, maybe you should write a book.
-What?

Well, you know, Henry Miller
said the best way to get over a woman

is to turn her
into literature.

Well, that guy had
a lot more sex than me.

(computer chimes)

Oh, this is it!
This is it!

SUMMER's voice:
So great to hear from you.

I can't this week,
but maybe next?

I hope this means
you're ready to be friends.

(Summer vocalizing
theme from Knight Rider)

-(continues)
-(chuckles)

Yeah, that's it.
That is it.

Your girl is losing it.

TOM: Can you just be serious,
for just a second?

-I am being totally serious.
-No, you're joking around.

-No, I am not joking around.
-"Octopus's Garden"?

Yes, "Octopus's Garden"
is the best Beatles song ever recorded.

Why don't you
just say "Piggies"?

Come on.
I love Ringo Starr!

-Nobody loves Ringo Starr.
-That's what I love about him.

No, no.
(giggling)

SUMMER:
Ooh, this looks good.

Gets really good reviews.

-(shower running)
-(woman moaning)

You know what?
That looks pretty doable.

SUMMER:
Why are you asking me now?

TOM:
Because this was your idea.

(Summer laughing)

-SUMMER: Put your hand up there.
-TOM: Wait one second.

SUMMER:
Okay. Three, two, one!

(Summer laughing)

Yeah, the street level
isn't so exciting, but--

Like, if you look up--

♪ Sweet ♪

♪ Disposition ♪

TOM:
The Fine Arts Building.

The guys who designed this,
Walker and Eisen, are two of my favorites.

-♪ Never ♪
-Isn't that cool?

♪ Too soon ♪

-This is my favorite spot.
-This is?

This is
your favorite spot?

Right here.

How come?
(chuckles)

Uh, I don't know.
It's kind of hard to explain, I guess.

Well, try.

Um-- Well, okay.

Like, that building--
that's, uh--

That's been there
since 1911.

And that-- that's the Continental.
That's L.A.'s first skyscraper.

It was built in 1904.

What is that?

That?

That's a parking lot.
Oh!

Yeah. That's--
That's also a parking lot.

That's, um-- Yeah.

There-There's a lot of beautiful
stuff here too though.

I don't know. I just...
wish people would notice it more.

If it were me,
then, uh--

If it were you what?

I don't know. I think
I'd... make 'em notice.

How would you
make them notice?

I don't know. I mean, there's a lot
of different stuff you could do.

Show me.

Please. I don't know
anything about architecture.

(laughing)

-You want me to draw you something?
-Yeah.

-I don't have any paper.
-Well, use my arm.

Please, I need a tattoo.

-Well, let's see your arm.
-That's the spirit.

Well, the buildings need
to be integrated better, so--

You could maximize
light capacity here.

It's kind of messy.

That's okay.

(sets keys down)

NARRATOR: For Tom Hansen, this was
the night where everything changed.

That wall Summer
so often hid behind--

the wall of distance,
of space, of casual--

that wall
was slowly coming down.

For here was Tom,
in her world,

a place few had been invited
to see with their own eyes.

And here was Summer,
wanting him there.

Him, no one else.

-SUMMER: Have you ever been in a tornado?
-TOM: No.

-(Summer chuckling)
-TOM: It's that and my teeth falling out.

-SUMMER: I have that too!
-TOM: You do?

SUMMER: Yeah! It's so weird.
It's like being an old man.

TOM: (chuckles)
What else do you have?

Um, earthquakes?

-Really?
-No.

(laughing)

SUMMER: You know, I dream
sometimes about flying.

It starts out like I'm running
really, really fast.

I'm, like, superhuman.

And the terrain starts to get
really rocky and steep.

And then I'm running so fast

that my feet
aren't even touching the ground.

And I'm floating, and it's like this
amazing, amazing realness.

I'm free, and I'm safe.

Then I realize,

I'm completely alone.

And then I wake up.

NARRATOR:
As he listened, Tom began to realize

that these weren't stories
routinely told.

-These were stories one had to earn.
-(continues, faint)

He could feel the wall
coming down.

He wondered if anyone else
had made it this far.

Which is why the next six words
changed everything.

I've never told anybody
that before.

I guess I'm not just anybody.

-(video game beeping)
-So what are you exactly?

-I don't know.
-Are you her boyfriend?

-It's not that simple.
-Sure, it is.

What, like, are we going steady?
Come on, guys.

You know, we're-- we're adults.
We know how we feel.

We don't need
to put labels on it.

I mean, "boyfriend,"
"girlfriend."

All that stuff is--
It's really juvenile.

-You sound gay.
-You really do.

Okay, first of all,

your last girlfriend was Amy Sussman
in the seventh grade,

and you dated
for, like, three hours.

And you-- you've been
with Robyn since, what-- like 1998?

-'97.
-'97. See--

-(video game beeps, ending theme plays)
-Shoot.

I don't think the two of you are exactly
authorities on modern relationships.

-So, what should I do?
-You should ask her.

-(sighs)
-What?

Well, why rock the boat,
is what I'm thinking.

I mean, things
are going well.

You start putting labels on it,
that's like the kiss of death.

-It's like saying, "I love you."
-Yeah, I know what you mean.

That's what happened
between me and Sean.

-Who the hell's Sean?
-My boyfriend before Mark.

Who the-- Never mind.

-So, what you're saying--
-I'm saying you do want to ask her.

It's obvious. You're just afraid you'll
get an answer you don't want,

which will shatter all the illusions of
how great these past few months have been.

Now look,
if it were me,

I'd find out now before you
show up at her place

and, well, she's in bed
with Lars from Norway.

-(applause)
-Who's Lars from Norway?

Just some guy
she met at the gym

with Brad Pitt's face
and Jesus' abs.

-(whistle blows)
-Wait! No, Coach. We're not done here.

-Rachel!
-Look, it's easy, Tom.

Just don't be a pussy.

(acoustic guitar playing)

(woman singing in French)

You okay?

-Yeah.
-You sure?

Summer, I gotta
ask you something.

-What?
-What are we, um--

-What are we doing?
-I thought we were going to the movies.

Yeah. Nah, I mean, like,
what are we, like--

What's going on here,
with us?

I don't know.

Who cares?

-I'm happy. Aren't you happy?
-Yeah.

Good.

(music continues)

(vocalizing along to song)

(music ends)

TOM: London, 1964.

Those girls knew
how to dress.

Nowadays, it's all
these giant sunglasses...

and tattoos.

It's handbags with
little dogs in them.

-Like, who okayed this?
-Some people like it.

I like how you dress.

I was thinking about getting

a butterfly tattoo
about yea big on my ankle.

-No.
-(chuckles)

Oh.

Yo.

How's it going?

Uh, okay.

You live around here?

Um, yeah, not too far.

I've never
seen you here before.

You're not
too observant.

That's funny.
You're funny.

-So let me buy you a drink.
-No, thank you.

-You with this guy?
-Hey, I'm Tom.

Whatever. So, come on. One drink.
What are you drinking?

I said no, thanks.

You're serious?
This guy?

-Hey, buddy--
-You know what? Don't be rude.

I'm flattered,
but I'm not interested.

So why don't you go over
there and leave us alone? Thanks.

It's a free country.

I can't believe
this is your boyfriend.

What are you doing?

(glass clattering)

TOM: (chuckling)
It was really just a crazy thing.

It happened like--
It felt like it happened fast, but really,

it-- it also felt like it
was happening really slowly,

like everything
all was just-- I don't know.

-It doesn't feel like you think it would--
-(slams drawer)

Hey, what's the matter?

I just-- I can't believe you.

You can't believe me?

You were so completely,
completely uncool in there.

Wait. Are you mad at me?
I just got my ass kicked for you.

Oh, really? Was that for me?
Was that for my benefit?

Yes, it was.

Okay, well, next time don't,
'cause I don't need your help.

You know what?
I'm really tired.

Can we talk about this
tomorrow?

(siren wailing in distance)

(exhales)

No. You know what?

I'm not going anywhere till
you tell me what's going on.

Nothing's going on.

(exhales)
We're just--

What? We're just what?

-We're just friends.
-No! Don't pull that with me!

Don't even try to--

This is not how
you treat your friend.

Kissing in the copy room?
Holding hands in IKEA?

Shower sex? Come on!
Friends, my balls!

I like you, Tom.
I just don't want a relationship--

Well, you're not the only one
that gets a say in this!

I do too! And I say we're
a couple, goddamn it!

(opens door, slams)

After you, please.

(sighs)

(thunder rumbling)

(doorbell buzzes)

(sighs)

I shouldn't
have done that.

-Done what?
-Gotten mad at you.

I'm sorry.

(exhales)
Look, we don't have to put a label on it.

That's fine.
I get it.

But, you know,
I just-- I need some consistency.

I know.

I need to know that
you're not gonna wake up in the morning

and... feel differently.

-And I can't give you that.
-(exhales)

Nobody can.

(whistling)

(sighs, hisses)

That hurt?
I'm sorry.

No, it doesn't hurt.

-I like you.
-(chuckles)

-(giggles)
-All right.

SUMMER: ♪ You loved her
You were kissing ♪

TOM: Shh. Well, what about you?
Did you ever even have a boyfriend?

-SUMMER: Well, of course.
-TOM: Yeah?

-TOM: Yeah.
-SUMMER: Well, tell me about them.

-SUMMER: No.
-TOM: Oh? Why not?

Because
it's not important.

I'm interested.

(sighs)

All right. Fine.
You want to go there?

-Yeah. I can take it.
-Fine.

So--

Well, in high school
there was Markus.

-Quarterback-slash- homecoming king?
-(whistle Blows)

No. He was a rower.

He was very hot.

(chuckles)

For a brief time in college
there was, um-- there was Charlie.

She was nice, but--

And then there was
my semester in Siena.

Fernando Belardelli.

Also known as "The Puma."

-The Puma?
-Yeah, The Puma, 'cause, you know.

So--

-Oh, that's it?
-The ones that lasted, yeah.

What happened? Why--
Why didn't they work out?

What always happens.
Life.

(exhales)

That's the dumbest thing
I've ever heard.

No, it's not.
It's awesome. Trust me.

I'm serious.

I'll go first.

(exhales)
Penis.

Penis.

-Penis!
-Penis!

-Penis!
-There's kids around.

-There are no kids around.
-(children giggling)

-Penis!
-Penis!

-You having fun?
-Yeah.

This is the kind of thing
you did with The Puma, isn't it?

Oh, we rarely
left the room.

(loud)
Penis!

-Sorry. Tourette's. You know how it is.
-Penis!

-She has it too. Penis!
-(loudly) Penis!

-Shh. Everyone's looking over here.
-I'm done. I'm done.

-Are you done?
-I'm done.

-You're done?
-Yeah.

-This is too much.
-Unleash me. I'm done.

-Promise?
-I promise.

I promise.

(Summer screaming)
Penis!

(laughing)

-TOM: It's very complex.
-SUMMER: Mmm.

In a way,
it sort of, like,

says... so much...

by...

saying so little.

-Do you want to go to the movies?
-Yep.

(no audible dialogue)

(film: MAN speaking French)

He is broken.

More than broken, he is alone.

Now his only friend is grief.

-In any case... suffering.
-Suffering.

-Endless suffering.
-So much suffering.

The kind of suffering
that never ends.

-Suffering.
-Suffering.

A shitload of suffering
is what I'm saying.

Your move.

Better luck next time...
bitch.

(dramatic music plays)

T-Tom?

Mr. Vance would like to
see you in his office.

-(knocks)
-Tom.

Have a seat.

(exhales)

Has something happened
to you recently?

What do you mean?

A death in the family, someone taken ill--
Anything like that.

No.

Look, I don't mean to pry,
but...

does this have something to do
with Summer leaving?

-Who?
-My assistant.

-Your, um--
-Tom, everyone knows.

Never mind.

The reason I'm asking is,
lately your work performance

has been... a little off.

-I'm not following.
-Okay.

Um, here's something
that you wrote last week.

Uh, "Roses are red,
violets are blue.

Fuck you, whore."

Now, most shoppers
at Valentine's Day--

-Mr. Vance, are you firing me?
-No. No.

Relax, Hansen.
You're one of the good ones.

Okay.
Uh, yeah, I'm sorry.

Things have been
a little difficult.

That's okay. I completely
understand that.

I'm just saying that perhaps you could
channel those energies,

um, into something
like this.

Funerals and sympathy.

Misery, sadness,
loss of faith,

no reason to live.

This is perfect for you.

-Uh--
-Good. Okay.

Now back to work you go.

Thank you.

VANCE: Thank you.

-Hey.
-Hey.

Don't you have, like,
20 cards to write by Friday?

Nope. All done.

Really? Can you help me?

'Cause I've run out of ways
to say "congrats."

Okay. I got "Good job,"
"Well done," "Way to go."

That's it.

How 'bout, "Every day
you make me proud...

but today
you get a card."

-Shit, that's good!
-I know.

Have you tried "Merry"?

-Wow! That's perfect! Merry!
-Wow!

We've been stuck on this
for an hour.

Hmm. How about...

"I love us"?

WOMAN: Aw.

I hate Summer.

I hate her crooked teeth.

I hate her 1960s haircut.

I hate her knobby knees.

And I hate her cockroach-shaped
splotch on her neck.

I hate the way she smacks
her lips before she talks.

And I hate the way she sounds
when she laughs.

♪ She's like the wind ♪

I hate this song!

(bus stops)

Son, you're gonna
have to exit the vehicle.

WOMAN:
I normally don't do blind dates,

but Paul and Robyn spoke
very highly of you.

-Ah.
-They said you write greeting cards.

That's so interesting.
I wanted to write.

I actually
majored in English in college,

but what are you gonna do
with that degree?

-I went to Brown. Where did you go?
-Alison.

Hmm?

Listen,
it's great to meet you,

and... you're a very
attractive girl.

I just wanted to say up front
that this isn't--

-It's not gonna go anywhere.
-Oh.

I liked this girl.
I mean, I loved her.

What does she do?

She took a giant shit
on my face.

-Literally.
-Literally?

Not literally.
That's disgusting. Jesus.

What's the matter
with you?

The point is--

I'm messed up.
I am.

You know, on the one hand,
I want to forget her.

On the other hand,

I know that she's the only person
in the entire universe

that will make me happy.

-Mm-hmm.
-You ever do this?

You think back on the times
you had with someone,

and you just replay it in your head
over and over again,

and you look for those
first signs of trouble.

There's two options really.

Either...
she's an evil,

emotionless, miserable
human being,

or... she's a robot.

Small Wonder.
You know, Vicki.

-That would explain a lot actually.
-Can I ask you a question?

-Yeah.
-She never cheated on you?

-No. Never.

She ever take advantage of you
in any way?

No.

And she told you up front that
she didn't want a boyfriend.

Yeah.

I got a great idea.

♪ Well, some things
you can explain away ♪

♪ But my heartache's
in me every day ♪

♪ Did you stand by me
No, not at all ♪

♪ Di-- ♪

Oh, fine! Go!
That's fine. See ya.

Waste of time.
You don't look anything like Summer.

MAN (on P.A.): Now departing on Track 2,
Pacific Surfliner.

Full service to Santa Barbara.

ENGINEER:
All aboard, please.

-Hey, baby.
-Hey, you here?

-Hell no.
-What do you mean, "Hell no"?

-I'm not going to that.
-Yes, you are.

No, man. It's gonna be
all old people.

Yeah, but you said you were going.
That's why I'm going.

And that's why I called her last night,
and told her I was sick.

Like a ninja.

Dude! I'm gonna--
I'm not gonna know anybody at this thing.

Maybe you'll meet
some hot granddaughters or something.

-I'm hanging up now.
-Bye, baby.

MAN (on P.A.):
May I have your attention,please?

Passengers boarding the train
in Los Angeles, please...

have your tickets out
and ready for collection.

(continues, indistinct)

Hi, Tom!

Hey. Summer.

-I must have walked right by you.
-Yeah.

Well, um, what are you doing?
Are you going to Millie's?

-Me too.
-Cool.

I forgot you knew her.

Yeah, we worked together
all that time, so--

-Of course.
-I love Millie. She's the sweetest.

She is.

-How are you?
-I'm good.

Good. I-I wrote to you.
I never heard back, but--

Yeah. Yeah. Sorry about that.
I-- I just, you know--

It got kind of crazy,
and the holidays came up, so work was--

You still working
for Vance?

Yeah.

Well, I was gonna go get a coffee
if you wanna--

(chuckles)
"The Architecture of Happiness."

-Yeah. It's--
-That looks like a good book.

Yeah, it's--
(clears throat)

-Well, I don't want to bother you.
-No, no. I, um--

Yeah, let's get coffee.

After you.

-♪ Sweet ♪
-(no audible dialogue)

♪ Disposition ♪

♪ Never ♪

♪ Too soon ♪

♪ A moment, a love
A dream aloud ♪

♪ A kiss, a cry
Our rights, our wrongs ♪

-You look nice.
-Thanks.

-So do you.
-♪ Sweet ♪

-Well?
-♪ Disposition ♪

(chatter)

(whispers)
Penis.

No.

I now pronounce you
husband and wife.

You may kiss the bride.

♪ Helping the kids
out of their coats ♪

♪ Wait, the babies
haven't been born ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh ♪

♪ Unpacking the bags
and setting up ♪

♪ And planting lilacs
and buttercups ♪

-SUMMER: Okay. What else you got?
-(music continues, faint)

-Well, you snore.
-No, I don't.

-You do.
-No, I don't.

-Yeah.
-Well, you do too.

-Oh, I definitely do.
-And your feet reek.

-That one time!
-No, every time.

-That one time!
-(chuckling) No.

That one time especially,
but every time.

And when you wake up,
your hair, it sticks up like that.

-It's ridiculous.
-You're ridiculous.

Your favorite Beatle
is Ringo.

Damn right!

-Ringo's the best.
-Ringo is--

-BOY: Goose!
Oh! Oh! Oh!

He's fast! He's fast!
Damn! All right.

You got me. Duck.

-(kid giggling)
-Duck. Duck.

♪ At last ♪

♪ My love has come along ♪

♪ My lonely days are over ♪

BOTH:
One, two, three.

-(exhales)
-♪ And life is like a song ♪

-Wanna dance?
-Yeah.

Okay.

♪ Oh, at last ♪

-♪ The skies above are blue ♪
-Hey, I was wondering, um--

I was gonna maybe have
a party on Friday, um,

on our rooftop that has, like,
a really nice garden,

if you want to come.

-Yeah.
-♪ For you are mine ♪

If you're not busy.

-♪ At last ♪
-I don't think I will be.

(chuckling)

-They're good, huh?
-They are good.

(music ends)

I guess I just got lucky.

Um, we met
in elementary school.

In seventh grade we had
the same class schedule,

and, uh,

we just clicked, you know?

Love?

Shit, I don't know.

As long as she's cute,
and she's willing, right?

I'm flexible
on the cute, so--

Twenty-one years.

She's the light
that guides me home.

Yes, that is
from one of our cards.

No. Someone else wrote it.

Doesn't make it less true.

I think technically
the "girl of my dreams"

would probably have, like,
a really bodacious rack, you know.

Maybe different hair.

Probably-- You know, she'd probably be
a little more into sports.

But, um, truthfully,

Robyn's-- Robyn's better
than the girl of my dreams.

She's real.

♪ He never, ever saw it
coming at all ♪

-(buzzes)
-♪ Never, ever saw it coming at all ♪

NARRATOR:
Tom walked to her apartment,

intoxicated by
the promise of the evening.

-♪ It's all right, it's all right ♪
-He believed that this time

his expectations
would align with reality.

♪ It's all right ♪

♪ Hey, open wide
Here comes original sin ♪

-Hi.
-Hey.

-♪ Open wide, here comes original sin ♪
-You look nice.

(chuckles)
Yeah. Thanks.

-I like your tie. Wow!
-Hi.

-How you doing?
-Good. How are you?

-Good.
-♪ It's all right, it's all right ♪

♪ It's all right, it's all right
It's all right ♪

♪ It's all right ♪

(chatter)

-♪ No one's got it all ♪
-I, um, brought you something.

-♪ No one's got it all ♪
-That's so nice.

-♪ No one's got it all ♪
-Thank you.

-You shouldn't have. That's so nice.
-It's the--

-Thank you so much.
-No problem.

-I'm excited to read it.
-Yeah.

Come on.

♪ And we're going
to these meetings ♪

-So, Tom, what is it that you do?
-Uh, I write greeting cards.

Tom could be a really great architect
if he wanted to be.

WOMAN:
That's unusual.

I mean, what made you go
from one to the other?

I guess I just figured,

why make something disposable,
like a building,

when you can make something
that lasts forever, like a greeting card?

(chuckles)

♪ It's all right
It's all right ♪

♪ It's all right
It's all right ♪

-♪ It's all right, it's all right ♪
-(chuckles)

-What?
-♪ It's all right ♪

-♪ No one's got it all ♪
-Do you guys know each other?

♪ No one's got it all ♪

♪ No one's got it all ♪

♪ Power to the people
We don't want it ♪

♪ We want pleasure
And the TVs try to rape us ♪

♪ And I guess
that they're succeeding ♪

♪ And we're going
to these meetings ♪

♪ But we're not
doing any meeting ♪

♪ And we're trying
to be faithful ♪

♪ But we're cheating
cheating, cheating ♪

♪ I'm the hero of the story
I don't need to be saved ♪

♪ I'm the hero of the story
I don't need to be saved ♪

♪ I'm the hero of the story
Don't need to be saved ♪

♪ I'm the hero of the story
Don't need to be saved ♪

♪ It's all right ♪

♪ It's all right, it's all right
It's all right ♪

♪ It's all right
It's all right ♪

♪ It's all right, it's all right
It's all right ♪

♪ It's all right
It's all right ♪

♪ No one's got it all ♪

♪ No one's got it all ♪

♪ No one's got it all ♪

♪ All, all ♪

♪ All, all ♪

(alarm buzzing)

(alarm buzzing)

(rock music plays)

♪ Hung up and bent
on a stranger ♪

♪ Just trying to swing
a full-time ride ♪

♪ I never knew
the cold hand of danger ♪

♪ Till I met this one
and took it inside ♪

♪ Now I can't get near it ♪

-Get a room! Really.
-♪ Don't want to hear it ♪

♪ My cover's blown ♪

♪ I walked in the rain
like a drone ♪

♪ All the way to Marquette ♪

(alarm buzzing)

♪ The infinite pet ♪

♪ Oh, no ♪

♪ No, no, no, no, no ♪

♪ Cheaper than
all your threats ♪

-♪ No, no ♪
-Shit.

I've been calling you every five minutes.
Are you okay?

-I'm great.
-What happened to you?

-I don't wanna talk about it.
-You always wanna talk about it.

-Not this.
-Okay. Well, come on. Let's go.

-Where are we going?
-It's Thursday!

This one says,
"Go for it!"

And this one says,
"You can do it!"

We have a whole line of inspirational
photographic cards

featuring Pickles, my cat.

I think people
will really enjoy them.

-Thank you.
-VANCE: Good job, Rhoda.

That's inspirational stuff.

Okay. Who's next?

We haven't heard from
Sympathy in a while.

-Hansen?
-Yeah?

The Winter Collection?
Do you have anything to contribute?

Uh, no.

I really don't.

(clears throat)
Okay.

We'll come back to you.
Uh, McKenzie?

-Actually, you know what?
-Yes, Tom?

-Can I say something about the cat?
-Well, okay.

Yeah, uh, this is--

And, Rhoda,
no disrespect here,

but, um,
this is total shit.

-Tom.
-"Go for it" and "You can do it"?

That's not inspirational.
That's suicidal.

If Pickles goes for it right there,
that's a dead cat.

It's lies. We're liars.

Think about it.
Why do people buy these things?

It's not 'cause they want
to say how they feel.

People buy cards, 'cause they can't say
how they feel, or they're afraid to.

We provide the service
that lets them off the hook.

You know what? I say, to hell with it!
Let's level with America.

At least let them speak
for themselves! Right?

I mean, look!
What-- What is this? What does it say?

"Congratulations
on your new baby." Right?

How 'bout, "Congratulations
on your new baby.

Guess that's it for hanging out.
Nice knowing you."

Sit down, Hansen.

How 'bout this one,
with all the pretty hearts on the front?

I think I know where this is going. Yep!

"Happy Valentine's Day,
sweetheart. I love you."

That sweet?
Ain't love grand?

This is exactly
what I'm talking about.

What does that even mean,
"love"?

Do you know?
Do you? Anybody?

Tom.

If somebody gave me
this card, Mr. Vance, I would eat it.

It's-- It's these cards,
and the movies, and the pop songs--

They're to blame
for all the lies...

and the heartache,
everything.

And we're responsible.
I'm responsible.

I think we do
a bad thing here.

People should be able to say
how they feel-- how they really feel,

not, you know, some words
that some strangers put in their mouths.

Words like "love"...

that don't mean anything.

Sorry. I'm sorry.
I, uh--

I quit. I'm--

There's enough bullshit
in the world without my help.

(elevator bell dings)

WOMAN:
All right. Next we do running drills.

Hey, you're
sketching again.

Yeah, well, just doodling.

Okay, Tom. We got 20 seconds.
Talk to me. You okay?

Yeah, I'm good.
I'm great.

You know, my friends
are all in love with you.

You know,
it's like we said.

-Plenty of other fish in the sea.
-Thanks.

But, uh, those are guppies.

(chuckles)
Yeah.

-Hey, Tom?
-Mmm.

Look, I know you think
that she was the one...

but I don't.

Now, I think you're just
remembering the good stuff.

Next time
you look back, I, uh--

I really think
you should look again.

(acoustic guitar
playing Bookends)

-It's playing at 5:00.
-Do you wanna see it?

Um, I don't know.
We could just go back to your place or--

No, I really want to see it.
Let's go.

(Bookends continues)

♪ Time it was
and what a time it was ♪

♪ It was ♪

♪ A time of innocence ♪

♪ A time of confidences ♪

-You okay?
-Yeah.

What-- What is it?
The movie?

It's nothing. I'm just--
I'm just being stupid.

-Yeah?
-Yeah.

♪ Preserve your memories
They're all that's left you ♪

It pains me
we live in a world

where nobody's heard
of Spearmint.

-I've never heard of them.
-I put 'em on that mix I made you.

They're track one.

Oh, yeah.

(bells jingling)

So, what do you
wanna do?

I think I'm just gonna
call it a day.

You don't wanna get some dinner?
Are you hungry?

You all right?

-I'm just tired.
-Okay.

I got it. Pancakes!

(song ends)

(rhythmic banging)

(banging continues)

(rock music playing)

♪ Oh, girl, I don't know
all the reasons why ♪

♪ I found the answer
looking in your eye ♪

♪ I go out walking
all day long ♪

♪ Take away this lonely man
Soon he will be gone ♪

♪ 'Cause I'll tell you
everything ♪

♪ About living free ♪

♪ Yes, I can see you, girl ♪

♪ Can you see me ♪

♪ You don't need to know
what I do all day ♪

♪ It's as much as I know
Watch it waste away ♪

♪ 'Cause I'll tell you
everything ♪

♪ About living free ♪

♪ Yes, I can see you, girl ♪

♪ Can you see me ♪

♪ 'Cause I'll tell you
everything ♪

♪ About being free ♪

SUMMER: Hey, Tom.

Thought I might see you here.

I always loved this place,
ever since you brought me.

So I, uh--

I guess I should say
congratulations.

Only if you mean it.

Ah. Well, in that case--

So, are you okay?

I will be, eventually.

-You wanna--
-Hmm.

(sirens in distance)

-I like your suit.
-Ah, thanks.

-You look sharp.
-(laughs)

-So do you.
-(chuckles) Thanks.

-I quit the office.
-You did?

I didn't know.
That's great!

And you, um--

you're married.

Yeah. It's crazy, huh?

You should have told me
when we were at the--

I know.

You know, at the wedding
when we were dancing.

-Well, he hadn't asked me yet.
-But he was in your life.

-Yeah.
-So why'd you dance with me?

'Cause I wanted to.

You just do what you want,
don't you?

You never wanted to be
anybody's girlfriend,

and now you're
somebody's wife.

Surprised me too.

I don't think I'll ever
understand that.

I mean,
it doesn't make sense.

It just happened.

Right, but that's what I don't understand.
What just happened?

I just-- I just woke up one day,
and I knew.

Knew what?

What I was never sure of
with you.

You know what sucks?

Realizing that everything you believe in
is complete and utter bullshit.

-It sucks.
-What do you mean?

Uh, you know, destiny,
and soul mates, and true love,

and all that childhood
fairy tale nonsense.

You were right.
I-I should have listened to you.

-No.
-Yeah. What? What are you smiling at?

-Tom.
-What?

What are you looking at me
like that for?

Well, you know,

I guess it's 'cause...

I was sitting in a deli
and reading Dorian Gray,

and... a guy
comes up to me

and asks me about it,

and... now he's my husband.

Yeah. And... so?

So, what if I'd gone
to the movies?

What if I had gone
somewhere else for lunch?

What if I'd gotten there
ten minutes later?

It was--

It was meant to be.

And I just kept thinking...

-Tom was right.
-No.

Yeah, I did.

(laughs)
I did.

It just wasn't me
that you were right about.

I should go.

But I'm really happy to see
that you're doing well.

(whistling)

Summer!

I really do hope
that you're happy.

NARRATOR:
Most days of the year are unremarkable.

They begin and they end

with no lasting memories
made in between.

Most days have no impact

on the course of a life.

May 23 was a Wednesday.

-Are you interviewing?
-Sorry?

Are you interviewing
for the position?

-Oh, yeah. Why? Are you?
-Yeah.

Mm-hmm.

My competition.

It would appear.

Yeah.
So, a little awkward.

Yeah.

Well, I hope you, um,
don't get the job.

Well, I hope you
don't get the job.

-(laughs)
-(laughs)

Have I seen you before?

Me? I don't think so.

Do you ever go
to Angelus Plaza?

Yes. That's, like,
my favorite spot in the city.

Yeah. Okay. Except for
the parking lots, but--

-Yeah. I-- I agree.
-Yeah, yeah.

-I think I've seen you there.
-Really?

-Yeah.
-I haven't seen you.

You must not
have been looking.

NARRATOR:
If Tom had learned anything,

it was that you can't ascribe
great cosmic significance

to a simple earthly event.

Coincidence.
That's all anything ever is.

Nothing more than coincidence.

-MAN: Tom Hansen.
-Yeah.

-Come on back.
-Thank you.

Tom had finally learned
there are no miracles.

There's no such thing
as fate.

Nothing is meant to be.

He knew.
He was sure of it now.

Tom was--
Sorry. Um--

I just left, uh--
Can I-- One second.

NARRATOR:
He was pretty sure.

-Hey.
-You again.

Yeah. I, uh,
was just wondering

if maybe after this,
if, um, you--

you want to get some coffee
or something.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I'm sort of supposed to
meet someone after this.

Okay.

Sure.

-What's that?
-(laughs) Why not?

Okay. Well, then I'll just, uh--
I'll wait for you--

-We-- We'll figure it out.
-We'll figure it out.

-My name's Tom.
-Nice to meet you. I'm Autumn.

♪ She's got you high
and you don't even know yet ♪

♪ She's got you high
and you don't even know yet ♪

♪ The sun's in the sky
It's warming up your bare legs ♪

♪ And you can't deny
you're looking for the sunset ♪

♪ She's got you high
and you don't even know yet ♪

♪ She's got you high
and you don't even know yet ♪

♪ It's the search for the time
before it leaves without you ♪

♪ Have you lost your mind
or has she taken all of yours too ♪

♪ What's this about
I figured love would shine through ♪

♪ We've lost romance, this world,
its turns will see you through ♪

♪ Open your mind
Believe it's gonna come true ♪

♪ Keep romance alive
and hope she's gonna tell you ♪

♪ What's this about
I figured love would shine through ♪

♪ We've lost romance, this world,
its turns will see you through ♪

♪ Open your mind
Believe it's gonna come true ♪

♪ Keep romance alive
and hope she's gonna tell you ♪

♪ She's got you high
and you don't even know yet ♪

♪ She's got you high
and you don't even know yet ♪

♪ The sun's in the sky
It makes for happy endings ♪

♪ You can't deny
you want a happy ending ♪

♪ What's this about
I figured love would shine through ♪

♪ We've lost romance, this world,
its turns will see you through ♪

♪ Open your mind
Believe it's gonna come true ♪

♪ Keep romance alive
and hope she's gonna tell you ♪

♪ She's got you high ♪

♪ She's got you high ♪

♪ She's got you high ♪

♪ What's this about
I figured love would shine through ♪

♪ We've lost romance, this world,
its turns will see you through ♪

♪ Open your mind
Believe it's gonna come true ♪

♪ Keep romance alive
and hope she's gonna tell you ♪

♪ What's this about
I figured love would shine through ♪

♪ We've lost romance, this world,
its turns will see you through ♪

♪ Open your mind
Believe it's gonna come true ♪

♪ Keep romance alive
and hope she's gonna tell you ♪

♪ She's got you high ♪