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Guess you and Max here at each other's
throats. No, this is preemptive and
temporary. I hope you don't mind. Of
course not. You're always welcome. Bet I
am eternally grateful. So what sent you
screaming into the night? Well, it's
Maxie. She's being obsessive and
scattered, and I honestly wouldn't mind
the obsessive part if she could just,
like, remember everything at once, but,
no, she has to call me a hundred times.
Are there candles in the apartment? What
about the bath stuff? Is there champagne?
Is there champagne in the fridge? When she
called me to download mood music, I
grabbed my bags and came over here. It's
clearly gonna be a night of Spinelli
loving. And frankly, I don't need with too
much information. Oh, yeah, you're telling
me. I can't wait till the two of them get
married and actually get a place of their
own if the wedding actually takes off.
If it doesn't, I might need to stay
here permanently.
I'm not sure that would work out. Are you
serious? You would let your own flesh and
blood out in the storm with no shelter?
No, no. I'm just saying it might be a
little crowded. Is Elizabeth moving in
here? Why ask her to marry me again?
It's never too late to
just walk away maybe
we should hold our breath and pray
can this be a dream?
I would want to,
baby we should hold on to today
maybe we could hold on to today
Just for tonight it's
never quite as easy in the morning we
can just ignore the sun's warnings
Just for tonight wow.
You and Elizabeth married again.
Oh, wow. That's. That's all you
can say? Not like, congratulations,
Lucky. I'm so happy. Okay, we'll just
finish the story. You. You. You asked
Elizabeth to marry you, and she said okay?
It wasn't a real answer. Oh,
like she'll get back to you later? Yeah,
something like that. Oh, here we go again.
I just had a front row seat to this exact
same thing. Maxie did not give Spinelli a
direct answer either when he asked her to
marry him. And you want to know why?
Because deep down inside the place that
matters most, Maxie knows she's not ready
to marry Spinelli. And the hesitation in
her answer. You really can't be comparing
me and Elizabeth to Maxie and Motor Max.
Why not? I think it's very similar. Yeah,
but Elizabeth and I, we've been down this
road before. Oh, okay. Okay. You've had a
bumpy past. Shouldn't that slow you down
on the rush to marriage thing. I wasn't
so sure at first, but what. What changed?
We almost lost Jake tonight. Just made me
realize how fast your world can collapse,
you know, without warning, out of nowhere,
and it just. You know, you don't want to
risk giving up something that's so good
for you. It gives you joy. Okay, what you
and Elizabeth have is rare and wonderful.
Why would you want to risk screwing it up?
What makes you so sure we would? Oh, my
God. What have we done?
I know, I know.
I never should dad
have a. God, what did Isis do to you? To
me? Yeah. You didn't do anything to me. I
could have stopped. We should have
stopped, but we didn't.
Oh, God. You've been my
friend for how many years, and this is
how I repay you? By compromising your love
and loyalty? God, I'm such an idiot. Hey,
we did this together. We gave in to our
big, scary, forbidden attraction. I know,
but it's. I mean, your son was run down
right in front of your eyes today. Almost
died. Lucky asked you to marry him.
You were just completely vulnerable when
you came over here. I feel like I took
advantage of that.
Jake was conceived on a night like this.
Yes, I was drunk and I was angry,
but I knew exactly what I was doing, just
like tonight. The only difference is that
then I felt justified because Lucky had
hurt me. And Jason was this fantasy.
He was like the answer to all my problems.
I guess you're kind of like a different
fantasy. You're the man I can't have, so
of course you're the one I want.
I didn't have to come over here tonight.
I knew I was playing with fire. I set us
both up for this to happen.
God, I did this to my boys. What is wrong
with me? Why did I do this? Nothing wrong
with you. You said yourself
you were struggling because you don't love
Lucky the way he loves you.
I don't deserve his love after what I've
done. He asked me to marry him tonight,
and this is the answer I give him by
coming over here and sleeping with you?
You didn't come over here to sleep with
me. You came over here because you're my
friend. I betrayed that, not you.
Hey, hey.
Don't hate yourself. Hate me.
Okay?
You were the one who told me that you
didn't want to destroy a friendship over a
few drunken kisses. You also told me that
you. You didn't want to hurt Lucky,
right? So don't even for a second sit
there and blame yourself for something I
did. You Were. Never mind. To have. But I
took you anyway. You took me? That is so
incredibly arrogant and sexist. If you
weren't already crucifying yourself, I'd
smack you for that one. I deserve more
than that. Okay, look,
we. We know we are wrong. I know. What do
we do about it? Should we tell Lucky the
truth? God, no. Please.
Please, I'm begging you not to tell them.
No one knows that you were here except for
the servants. And I promise they will
never. They won't say anything. But,
Nicholas, we're gonna know. And every
second we spend with Lucky is going to be
a lie. He might be able to forgive you
someday. He'll never forgive me. Please,
Liz. Please, I'm asking you. Please don't
hurt him with the truth, no matter how
much you think he deserves it. We can make
all the promises and take every
precaution, but the funny thing about
secrets is that they want to come out.
And they usually find a way out
back. Okay.
Almost feels like the world turned upside
down tonight. You're telling me we came
out okay? Maybe he's been better than
that.
I've been. I've been thinking about your
proposal. How you opened
up your heart and you are completely
honest about how you feel.
I think you deserve the same in return.
When I told you, I was scared I was
telling you the truth. The thought
of hurting you again or screwing up what
we have between us for good, it terrifies
me. Because we have this thing together
that I'm not even going to pretend to
understand what it is or how it works.
But it's gotten us through good times and
bad times, and I don't want to lose them.
Okay. And you trust it.
And you trust me.
I love you, Elizabeth. I always have and
I always will.
I want you to marry me because I know
this. We can make it last.
I think we should get into counseling to
work on us and to figure out what. What
comes next. Does that mean
you.
Yes. Let's go marry.
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