Love Locks Page #7

I don't remember that.

Yeah, that's the whole

reason I enrolled

in that art history class.

How come you never

told me that?

Well, I am now.

Mom!

JP's coming to New York

for summer break!

Wow.

I know, right?

And...

- There's more?

- Lots more.

Look what he gave me.

Don't be a ring...

- It's gonna be a ring...

A lock.

We're putting it

on the bridge,

and I don't care

if they cut it off,

or melt it down...

It's ours.

Hello!

Mesdames et messieurs!

Thank you!

Thank you all

for joining me here today,

my friends, my colleagues.

We have shared

many moments together,

some good, some not so good...

But, as the great

John w. Gardner said,

"life is the art of drawing

without the eraser."

Many of you have asked me

what defines my art...

What a question.

I can't answer.

Art is not what you see,

but what you make others see.

So, eat, drink, enjoy the work,

and if you find something

you can't live without,

don't!

You, uh, see anything

you can't live without?

Hey.

So, um, are you

going to tell her?

What?

That you're still

in love with her.

I couldn't help

but notice.

No.

I'm not

going to tell her.

Jack...

We rarely get a second chance.

Her life is there,

my life is here.

What...

What's the point?

She's leaving.

So you're just

going to bury your feelings?

Yeah.

It's been working for me so far.

Has it?

Because in all the years

I've stayed at your hotel,

you've been alone.

Or with a different girl

that you don't seem to care

all that much about.

Kathryn!

Someone wants

to buy your portrait.

Oh, dear.

Have they had

too much champagne?

Well, I told them

it's not for sale,

but they want

to meet you anyway.

Aw...

Pardon, Jack.

Well, looks like

my plus-one

just turned into

a minus-one.

Work.

Well, here's to the pluses

and the minuses.

Well, Hugo

should be happy.

Yeah, sold out.

I wish I could do that

at the hotel.

Uh, you were sold out

the night

Trent checked in.

Oh... right,

about that.

You gave him

that room on purpose.

What? No.

I would never...

Yes, you did!

All right, I'm sorry...

No, you're not.

Hey, you know, that room

isn't even that small.

It was a closet.

I've stayed in rooms

way smaller than that.

- Seriously?

- Yeah!

You remember

my dorm room.

Oh, yeah,

that was bad.

Oh, remember

that poster you had

of the dogs

playing poker?

I still have it,

I love that poster.

That little bulldog?

That bulldog who's holding

the pocket Ace

in his little,

um... uh... hand?

Paw?

Foot? Whatever.

That dog

can handle his cards.

Oh, boy...

Here we go.

Oh... you, me, locks,

and a bridge.

I feel like

we've done this before.

Too many locks,

not enough keys.

You know, I didn't drop

that lock on purpose that day.

I was scared.

I know.

I guess I could have jumped

on a plane to New York,

made some grand

romantic gesture.

I waited too long.

We had our moment,

and I let it slip away.

We both did.

I could gotten a job

at a hotel in New York.

I could have

come here.

So, what stopped us?

Maybe that's all

we were supposed to be.

Thank you for a nice night.

Hey, you wouldn't

happen to be hungry

by any chance?

Starving.

Ah. Come on,

follow me.

Hey, you still throwing pasta

up on the ceiling?

Of course. You?

That's the only way

to know if it's done.

Nice to know

some things never change.

Well, change

is good, right?

Eh...

Doesn't really sound

like a ringing endorsement.

I guess I'm scared.

Of what?

Losing control of everything.

You know, I'm saying goodbye

to Alexa.

If I say goodbye

to my business,

what do I have left?

Yourself?

Okay, so if someone

wanted to buy your hotel,

would you sell it?

Well... that would depend

on how much they were offering.

You know, I could always

start a new hotel.

So much for

that commitment.

No, come on.

Lindsey, these are

things, okay?

Things... things

can be replaced.

People can't.

Yeah, but what if

that thing is who you are?

This isn't who you are.

You hardly know me

anymore, Jack.

Uh... I think I do.

You're that girl

on the bridge

with her paintbox

and big dreams.

Yeah, well, all that's left

of that dream

is a magazine

about other people's art.

It sounds like

you've got to learn to let go.

All right?

If you can't let go,

then you'll never get

to the other side.

Trust me, I should know.

This is nice.

Yeah.

Anytime.

There you are.

Oh.

How was your meeting?

It was good,

it was good...

I'm sorry I missed the show,

and I was hoping

to take you to dinner,

but I see that

I'm a little late.

Oh, yeah, this was...

This was just kind of

spur of the moment.

Listen, uh,

on the bright side,

I switched you

to another room.

Oh, good.

Uh, smaller, right?

No, no, uh...

A suite,

compliments of the owner.

I appreciate that,

thank you.

Um, Jack...

Is the bar open?

Absolutely.

As soon as

I put on an apron.

Great.

We can turn pov

into something

bigger and better,

and isn't that what you wanted

when you started it?

Uh, I'm pretty sure

when I started,

all I wanted was

to pay the rent.

That won't be

a problem anymore.

And my staff?

I can take

some of them on.

How about all of them?

Do you have an office dog

you want us take on as well?

No, but there's a pigeon

that lives on the window ledge.

Hmm. All right, pigeon gets

a corner office,

but that's

as far as I go.

Does anyone

ever say no to you?

Mm...

That's great.

You, actually,

still have not said yes.

Now, Lindsey,

I get it.

I mean, this magazine

is your baby.

Yeah, well...

Babies grow up, right?

They leave the nest

and fly away,

and maybe...

Maybe it's time for me

to say goodbye.

Is that a yes?

That's...

That's a yes.

I'm in.

Congratulations.

I am so thrilled,

that's wonderful.

Thank you.

Sorry, couldn't help

but overhear.

Congratulations.

Thank you.

Well, thank you

very much, Jack,

and I say,

we go and celebrate.

Now?

Mm-hmm. Top

of the Eiffel Tower.

I made us a reservation

on the chance

you would say yes.

Well, once again,

sorry to interrupt,

but the Eiffel Tower

is gonna be closed.

Not tonight

it's not.

Ah, you must have friends

in high places.

Thankfully I do.

So...?

You know, if you don't mind,

I think I'll go for a walk.

I've got a lot to think about.

Sure,

that's probably...

Sure.

A good idea.

Goodnight.

And goodnight.

Goodnight.

Sorry to call you

so late.

Is everything

all right?

Well, I hope so.

You found it.

Oh...

I never thought

I'd see it again.

Thank you.

Oh, you're up.

And...

I want details.

Starting with the moment

I saw you leave the gallery,

with Jack.

Uh...

Do I interrogate you

when you come in late?

Are you kidding?

We walked, we talked, we ate,

Trent showed up, and...

I decided to sell the magazine.

What?

Mom, are you sure?

I've been trying to keep

everything the same,

you, our life.

But things change.

They grow up,

and that's okay.

I'm proud of you.

It's going to be great.

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