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And inside, he wrote a beautiful inscription,

which I could care less about at the time

seeing as I was so pissed

about the earrings,

which was tragic as it turned out 'cause

it was the last present he ever gave me.

What do you mean?

He died three weeks later in a car accident.

Jesus. That's awful.

I'm sorry.

- Have you ever read it?

- No.

I read it every year or two.

Each time it's different.

It tells me different things.

Anyhow, when I went away to college,

my mom sold our house

and somewhere along the way,

Jane Eyre got lost.

Now, every time I pass

a second-hand bookstore,

I look for the copy that my dad

bought me for my birthday.

I know I'll never find it.

It's stupid, but it's become this,

like, weird superstitious little...

- It's not stupid.

- Thanks. Hobby.

What are all these?

Oh, these are the ones

I found that have inscriptions.

"With love and hopes and dreams

of second chances. Alice."

What is this?

This is Kurt Cobain.

This is Nirvana. Do you like it?

Yeah, I do.

You think it's ridiculous

that I want to be a politician, don't you?

- Yes.

- Thank you.

No, no, I get the whole politician thing.

It's easy to like you.

That's true. That's very true.

I just wonder if you want people

to like you a little too much.

That's also true.

I should want them to hate me.

I'm gonna start working on that right away.

You got any tips for me?

No, but you're off to a great start.

- Yeah?

- I'm hating you already.

Good.

What do you wanna be when you grow up?

I mean, you're too smart

to be making Xeroxes

- and babysitting.

- No.

- I don't know!

- Whatever else you do.

I don't know,

and I don't know how to know. You know?

You know what I really wanna do

is I wanna go to all those places

that I know nothing about.

I've been saving money.

But I can't even get it together to do that.

Probably because I'm stuck in a rut

with this guy.

You should dump him.

I know that's none of my business,

but you're too good for him.

You are.

- You know what's really cool?

- I don't.

We can just sit here

and we don't have to worry about

- flirting or all the attraction stuff.

- All that stuff.

Very cool.

Yeah.

I got to go.

Dumbass!

- Oh, God.

- There he is!

- Told you he wouldn't be long.

- Hi! I wanted to surprise you!

- I took the red-eye!

- That's incredible!

I was just telling Emily how Arthur sent you

to Albany as part of the advance team.

- Advance team.

- Yeah. How'd it go?

- How'd it go? Man, it went great!

- Great.

- Great.

- Great.

- Are you okay?

- Oh, yeah, I was just getting a little exercise.

- I ran up the stairs.

- Okay.

I'm going to the office. It's...

Got a big day. Nice meeting you.

- And you.

- Okay.

Okay.

Good luck.

- Hi.

- Hi.

- Here.

- Yeah.

Hey.

- It's weird. Your tongue tastes different.

- What?

It tastes different, your tongue.

- That is weird.

- It's not bad. It's just different.

Maybe it's the tap water here.

Or the pH balance...

I don't know what I'm talking about.

Told you New York was gonna change you.

- Could we maybe go for a walk?

- Yeah.

- Just to get some air?

- Yeah, you could see New York.

I would love that.

So, did I ever tell you...

- I was gonna...

- Oh, sorry. No, go.

- What?

I was gonna say, did I ever tell you

about the day my dad proposed to my mom?

No.

Well, Dad was on his way

to meet my mom to propose,

and he runs into his ex-girlfriend,

Caroline Hopper.

And they're talking,

they're looking at each other,

and all these old feelings,

they start coming up.

And he's thinking,

"I could run away right now

with Caroline Hopper,

"be a happy man.

"All I have to do is kiss her."

But instead, he looks up,

and he sees my mom

walking around the corner.

And that moment he knows

that he had no reason to be afraid.

You understand?

Am I Caroline Hopper in this story

or your mom?

Oh, my God! I'm your mom!

- Emily, when I saw you this morning...

- Will, please.

...I knew...

- Put that back in your pocket.

- Just stand up, Will. Stop.

...with absolute clarity.

- Wait, wait, wait.

- I have no reason to be afraid.

- Let's think about this.

- I'm not afraid of this.

It's just like the day that my...

Will!

I slept with Charlie!

I thought we had a plan.

Well, you had a plan, Will.

You have a really big plan!

- Pretty sure we both had that plan.

- I just can't keep pretending

- that I want to be part of it anymore.

- You were there

- when we made it.

- And I didn't know how to tell you.

How do you tell someone

that you care about

that you don't want the same things

- they want anymore?

- The best way?

Definitely having sex with the roommate.

It was cowardly, and I'm sorry.

Oh, good.

You're killing me.

No, I'm not. I'm letting you go.

'Cause if we stay together, Will,

we're gonna be miserable.

I'm gonna hold you back from all these...

- That's not true.

...incredible dreams that you have.

And then, eventually,

you're totally gonna hate me for it.

- No.

- Yes.

Will, I don't want that,

and you don't want that.

Trust me.

You're gonna be just fine, Mr. Hayes,

without me.

Wow.

Yeah.

Wow.

Here is Tom Brokaw in New York.

Good evening. Bill Clinton may have

been wounded in New York,

but the big question tonight is,

to what degree?

Because, after all, he is the big survivor,

indeed, the victor

in the New York primary

and by a comfortable margin.

Goes 'round the moon

I see the passion in your eyes

Sometimes it's all a big surprise

'Cause there was a time when all I did

Hey.

Congratulations.

I hear they asked you to stay on.

You must be very happy.

Yeah, yeah, he did, and I am.

Very, very happy.

Really? Why do I feel

like I should hide the razor blades?

And the staplers and those scissors?

I'll be fine. But this song,

it's an excellent cure for the will to live.

I know. What about the dancing?

Make that end.

I'm sorry about the other night.

It's okay. I just didn't think

that Lucas would approve.

- Or Emily, for that matter.

- Well.

Besides, you and me,

it'd kind of be like cats and dogs.

Yeah. Yeah.

- Oil and water.

- Sandpaper and bare ass.

- That's gross. That's just gross.

- You'd be the ass.

Yeah. No, thank you.

- I'd be honored.

- Lennon and McCartney.

- They were good together.

- Yeah, while it lasted,

and then they couldn't even be friends.

- I think we can, at least, manage that.

- I think we could.

- Enchant.

- Yeah. Salud.

- Come on, let's dance.

- No.

- Why?

- Okay.

You ready?

- Yeah.

Guess that's it for Emily.

I can't believe that

she rehearsed with Charlie.

- I can't believe it, either.

- That leaves April. Maybe Summer.

- Anybody else?

- I was too busy.

I was too busy working on the campaign.

Anyway, when Clinton got elected,

Russell and I started our own

consulting firm,

and we worked on campaigns for everybody.

City council, state senate.

We even did one for the local dog catcher.

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