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in that bar...

I suddenly realize

that I love Michael and...

all these moments

came flooding back to me.

You know,

all the moments we shared.

And... the lifetime of moments

that lay ahead and...

I realized that

I'd thrown it all away.

I don't think

you've thrown anything away.

I did.

You haven't seen the letter.

There's no coming back from it.

I could've talked to him or

forgiven him or worked it out.

But I can't

come back from that venom

and that hatred

and that ugliness.

And so...

I knew I had to get back home,

so I could destroy the evidence.

And I jump up...

to grab my bag,

and I turn around...

Only it wasn't there.

Sometimes I think

about her skin.

I think about

if it's softer than mine.

Brooke, don't do that.

I hate him for that.

But you love him.

What if he loves her more?

I'd say that's a long shot.

It's possible, isn't it?

It's possible that

you could meet somebody

who's perfect for you,

even though you're committed

to somebody else.

No. No.

See, I think if

you're committed to somebody,

you don't allow yourself to find

perfection in someone else.

You're just telling me

what I want to hear.

Well, if it's

what you want to hear,

I think you already

made up your mind.

I think he's gonna find that

letter and call you immediately.

Well, what if you're wrong?

Well, then you face the music.

But at least you were brave.

You didn't run.

You held up your end

of the bargain.

I think he's gonna be

begging you to forgive him.

I think he made a mistake.

And I think he knows it.

We love who we love.

Sucks.

Uh, I'll be right back.

Uh, is-is there

a bathroom back here?

Yeah.

Taxi!

What, I don't get a letter?

- I have to go.

- Where?

Are you people getting in,

or what?

- This woman doesn't have.

- He doesn't get out,

any money,

she's gonna stiff you.

Call the police.

Give me one second,

I will handle this.

I'm gonna go to JFK, and then

I'm gonna wake up

my mom in Indianapolis,

and I'm gonna stay there

for a while, and I don't know.

I'll figure something out

from there. Maybe London.

London? What are you

talking about, Brooke?

How are you gonna fly?

You don't have an I.D.,

you don't have money.

- I don't know.

- I'm out of here.

Oh, great, thank you.

I'm not gonna let you run.

Why you?

Because I think

I know who you are.

And who's that?

You're the girl

who recognized true love

- and jumped for it.

- I can still be that girl.

But maybe I picked

the wrong guy.

Nobody said I was smart.

Yeah, well, five minutes ago,

you said you loved him.

Five minutes ago,

you said I loved him.

I haven't said it

for a half hour.

There's got to be

a better way to do this.

What is it? You got

any bright ideas?

You got another one

of your f***ing bright ideas?

No, I don't, I don't.

But right now,

I'm the best advice you have.

Well, if that doesn't tell you

everything you need to know.

Meaning?

Meaning if all I've got

is life advice

from a stranger that

I met four hours ago,

then I'm in big trouble.

You quit med school

to be a musician, right?

And now you're willing to blow

off the biggest audition

of your life because the girl

you loved didn't choose you?

See, it hurts, doesn't it, Nick?

Who needs to face the music now?

The only thing

that is stopping you

from being the biggest loser

in New York

is the fact that

I haven't left town yet.

Okay. Okay.

Look, I hate when people

use this expression,

so I'm sorry I'm about to,

but can we just breathe?

Can we just breathe?

It's been a long night.

We got a couple hours

before we got to get you

on your train.

I think I know somewhere warm

we can go unwind.

Danny?

Where do you think he is?

He's probably

passed out somewhere.

You can go first.

Thank you.

I'm gonna order room service.

You hungry?

I'm starving.

What can we afford?

Well, I was gonna charge it

to the room.

I think we have a $300 budget.

Okay.

Surprise me?

Nick?

Yeah.

I'm sorry about all those things

that I said earlier.

I guess I got

a little defensive.

Define "defensive."

Um...

Abusive?

Cruel?

Complex.

Okay.

Sorry.

What are you doing?

I can't.

I'm sorry...

I'm sorry.

At least you waited a few hours.

That way, I don't feel

like a rebound.

Did I mention

that you were charming?

You phrased it differently.

What was that?

"Biggest loser in New York"?

Sorry.

I got an idea.

Okay.

"Thank you for your stay,

please help us improve."

"Appearance."

Fair.

Not the... fair. Blonde.

Light-skinned, fair.

"Cleanliness."

Much improved.

"Decor."

Well, the art needed some work,

but we fixed that sh*t.

"Would you be

likely to return?"

Let's leave that one blank.

Good idea.

"How would you rate

your overall stay?"

Exceeds expectations.

How can one of the worst

nights of my life

also be one of the best?

I don't know.

I feel that we met

in Grand Central for a reason.

I think that we were meant

to find each other.

Want to know the real reason

I stuck with music

all those years?

'Cause Hannah wanted you to?

Not really.

I dreamt that one day, I'd be

playing with someone like Duke,

and Hannah would walk in...

And she'd see what she lost.

No.

She'd want to try again.

I think we both had some things

we've been putting off

for way too long.

Say what's in your head.

I want to see

if I'm good enough.

But not for her, for me.

Say what's in your head.

I want to smash him.

Good.

Deserves it.

But you love him.

But I love him.

I do feel like I have to go back

and see what we're willing

to do about that.

Because I would never

forgive myself

if I didn't fight for it.

It's time to stop running,

but for now,

let's enjoy this

for a little while longer.

Nick.

It's you again.

Listen, I want to give you

one more piece of advice.

You're gonna be

playing one night...

Grand Central... thinking

of every reason in the world

to not go see the girl

that broke your heart.

Then you're gonna meet somebody.

And now at first,

she's gonna seem... icy.

You're gonna know right away

she's trouble.

She's gonna take all your money.

You're probably gonna get

punched in the face.

But, uh...

stay with her.

You're gonna need her a lot more

than she needs you.

And at the end of the night,

you're gonna want

to say some things, but don't.

Don't ruin it.

It's nothing she doesn't

already know.

Just give her a kiss.

Wish her good luck.

And, uh...

thank her.

Thank her for showing you

that you can love

more than one person

in this life.

Oh, wait!

Um, Nick?

It's Brooke.

Don't pay your credit card bill

that month.

Okay.

He said he wasn't

planning on it.

Good luck.

Thank you, Nick.

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