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I think your mom should
go away more often.

Do you think you
can arrange that?

I'll see what I can do.

- Hey...
- Yeah?

Should we go up to my room?

What about Owen?

I'll put him in Charlie's room.

No, let's stay here.

Okay, but...

Shh! Claudia.

It's okay, she sleeps
through earthquakes.

You have the softest skin.

Bailey, wait.

Bailey, stop.

Bailey, no.

No?

Uh-uh.

♪ Everybody wants to live ♪

♪ Like they wanna live ♪

♪ And everybody wants to love ♪

♪ Like they wanna love ♪

♪ Everybody wants to be ♪

♪ Closer to free ♪

♪ Closer to free ♪

When's your assignment due?

Wednesday.

I'm in hell.

Why did I take an art class?

You said it'd be an easy "B."

Yeah, but that was
before I realized

I don't have an artistic
bone in my body.

Just take a picture of
Danny and then call it

"a portrait of a guitarist
as a young man."

You'll get an "A." Trust me.

Good idea.

What is that?

You like it?

It's pretty.

I wrote it.

You did, really?

Yeah.

Wait. Wait. Don't move.

Turn this way. Look at me.

Does it have lyrics?

No, whenever I try
to write lyrics,

it always comes out sounding
like bad nursery rhymes,

like cat and hat, love, dove.

I'm sure you're just
trying too hard.

Face it, Jule, we're not all
little Shakespeares like you.

You write poetry?

Kind of.

I mean, um... I used to.

Oh, please.

She wins the writing
award every year.

So write me some lyrics.

What, for that?

Yeah. Why not?

I don't know. I'm kind
of off the poetry thing.

Oh, come on, it'd be great.

I mean, we'd be like a
famous writing team,

like Lennon and McCartney,

and we'd be able to
tell interviewers

"it all started here at 1:00 in the
morning in a smoky coffeehouse."

It's 1:00?

It's not 1:00.

It's 1:06, actually.

Oh, great! I'm in trouble.

Come on, Jule. We gotta go.

Oh, I don't know. I
think I'll stay.

There you go.

Stick around, watch
the sun rise.

Yeah.

Yeah, well, you can tell me
about it in the morning, okay?

If I'm still alive.

Okay...

- You ready?
- Mmm-hmm.

Uh...

This is the bridge.

♪ ...Said he was bad ♪

♪ But that's life My sweet ♪

♪ And you have Your last... ♪

Charlie, where'd you say this
alleged nanny worked before,

The Love Boat?

Her name is Mona, and
she's very experienced.

Yeah, at lounge acts.

What's this, a bid?

Yeah, a big one, so
don't get food on it.

So did Mona have references,
or was she just kind of cute?

She's not cute, all right?

Charlie, see this line here,
this is where we show profit.

A zero on this line
means no profit.

I don't need to make a
profit on this, all right?

I need to impress this guy. He
could give me a lot of work.

Well, profit pays the
bills around here.

I'll tell you what. You take
care of your responsibilities,

I'll take care of mine.

♪ Ai, yi, yi, yi ♪

Yeah, look how well
that system's working.

Hey, you know, a little slack wouldn't
be the worst thing in the world.

Not every bad thing that happens
around here is my fault.

I mean, other people in this
family screw up, like...

Me!

Yeah, like Claudia.

No. I mean me in the paper.

"Stars of the future.

The most gifted young
people in the Bay area."

A big article! Look,
one of them's me.

That is you.

Hey, you're quoted in here.
When did you talk to this guy?

A man asked me some questions
at the competition last month,

but I didn't think that he'd...

Get this, "Claudia Salinger's
sophisticated interpretations

place her in a league of musicians
at least twice her age."

- Wow.
- -That's really cool, Claud.

You should cut it out and
put it on the fridge.

I never really thought
of myself as a star.

I'm outta here. Wish me luck.

Good luck!

Oh, I don't think this
picture's on my good side.

- Do you? -Up with the
roosters again, hey, Jule?

There's a very
loud lady upstairs

teaching Owen the mambo.

Yeah, you'd better get dressed.
We gotta leave soon.

Don't worry, Bay, I'll get
there myself eventually.

"Gifted."

That's like special, right?

Ah, a sleigh bed.

Hmm.

It's a beautiful
design, Charlie.

Thank you. Thanks.

But I've gotta be
honest with you,

you're gonna maybe break
even on this deal,

and you're still a few
hundred above my other guys.

- Still?
- Mmm-hmm.

Look, it's not your fault.

These guys, they've been working
in the area 20, 25 years.

The prices they can get...

Fine. Cut it in half.

- Excuse me? -The price.
I'll do it for half.

You'll take a loss.

That's my choice.

Half, huh?

Still have it by Saturday?

Absolutely.

I want this job, sir.

That, that's good, Claudia,

but try to get a little gentler.

You know, it's a, it's
a delicate piece.

No, come on. Ease up on it.

I don't know, Ross,

I think it's more
interesting this way.

Or louder, anyway.

Listen, it, it's
supposed to be soft.

Think of it like a secret.

You're whispering to someone.

All right.

But that's not how I feel it.

Well, maybe if you
try it my way,

you'll like the way it feels.

Ross, I am one of the most
promising youths in the Bay area.

I think my opinion should
count for something.

Don't you?

Hello?

Yeah, this is Charlie.

Oh, yeah. Hi.

Julia's absence this morning?

Right, uh, let's see, um...

What's today?

Right.

She did have a doctor's
appointment this morning.

She saw her, um...

Her dentist.

Right. I mean, her allergist.

Okay.

Thanks for checking in.

Bye.

Julia!

Allergies?

What are you, stupid?
They never buy allergies!

Why didn't you just announce you
were cutting, for God's sake?

Why, did someone call?

Did you go to school at all, or you
just hanging around at home all day?

No, I was just a little late.
Who called?

Your writing teacher. I
looked like an idiot.

Oh, Charlie, call him back.
And tell him...

Call him back and
tell him that...

You actually think I'm
going to cover for you

so you can stay out all
night at that club?

Forget it, Julia!

Come on, Charlie, please?

I'll give you his number.
It'll take two seconds.

No!

And since when do you
blow off writing, anyway?

I thought that was the only
reason you still went to school.

It was first period. I just...

Look, Charlie, Mr. McQuilkin is
real serious about attendance.

If you don't help me out, I'm
gonna be in big trouble here.

Maybe that's what you need.

Okay...

I got her this.

Warm, cozy, perfect for a mom.

Then I thought, you
know, the big 40.

Remind her she's still young.

But I don't know, Maybe
a surprise party's

all the shock she can
handle in one evening.

What do you think?

I think you should give
your mom the bathrobe

and keep this thing for us.

For you, I mean.

All right, well, what
am I going to get her?

You don't have to
get her anything.

Swinging the restaurant
for the party was plenty.

Yeah, I know, I know, but
I want to impress her.

You know, I want her to say,
"yeah, I liked him before,

but now that he's
given me The Clapper,

I'm sure he's the
right guy for Kate."

She knows you're the
right guy for me.

Oh, yeah, how does
she know that?

I told her.

So let me ask you a question.

What?

Uh, last night...

I didn't mean to push.

No, you didn't.

Because I want you to know that,

that if you're not ready,

then I can wait.

Good.

Not forever or anything.

I mean, you're
pretty irresistible.

Bailey...

But it's okay. I'll resist...

...a while.

Listen, I should
tell you something.

Tell me anything.

It's about this, about
sleeping together.

My new favorite subject.

The thing is, Bailey...

I don't think that's something
I'm gonna wanna do.

You mean, like, not now,
or, like, not soon?

I mean, like...

Not ever.

What?

Are you serious?

Yeah.

What, did, did I,
did I do something?

Because I thought we were...

I mean, I thought you felt...

It's, it's not you.

It's just...

I've thought a lot about this.

No. Yeah. Of course you have.

I know it sounds really
queer and old-fashioned,

but when I decide

to spend the rest of
my life with someone,

when I make that
kind of commitment,

I want to be able to say to him,
"Yeah, I've dated other guys,

but I've only done
this with you."

So let's get married, then.

- Bailey... -Or, or engaged,
at least, and then...

You could give me an advance,

you know, kind of like
a low-interest loan.

I'm, I'm sorry.
Um, this isn't...

You're not laughing.

You understand, don't you?

Yeah.

Yes.

Yeah, I understand.

Hey...

Why aren't you at school?

I don't need school as
much as the other kids,

you know, the not-gifted ones?

Get dressed now.
I'm not kidding...

Where's Mona?

I said off, Claudia!

You're late!

For what?

I'm sorry, Ross. I thought...

Forget it.

What's up?

I got a call about Claudia.

The Bay area chamber
ensemble wants to know

if she could sub for a
soloist on Saturday.

It's a nice opportunity,

but I figured I should
run it by you first.

Well, anything that'll
get her out of my hair

is completely cool with me.

What are they paying?

Nothing, Claudia.
It's a benefit.

All right. I'll do it,

but no offense, Ross,

I really think I
need a new agent.

And after the concert,

if you feel like dumping
her off the Bay Bridge,

that'd be completely
cool with me too.

And right when I'm about
to tell her best friend

when to be at Salinger's,
Mom picks up the extension,

but I don't think she heard.

I think she'll still
be surprised.

And then the aliens
returned me to Earth

to deliver their
message to my leader.

Jeez, Kate, I just
can't figure out

how you cannot want
to sleep with me.

Excuse me?

I mean, I heard what you said and all.
I did. It's just...

I thought you were
okay with this.

So did I, then I
got to thinking,

it just seemed wrong
or something.

I'm not saying it's never
ever gonna happen.

It's just not now.

Not how we are now.

What, completely crazy
about each other?

You're right, that'd
be a big mistake.

Look, I just don't want
to be one of those people

who just throw it away
like it was nothing.

I know, but...

Like my mom when
she got divorced.

She'd go out with a guy, and she'd
like him, so she'd sleep with him,

and then a couple months
later, he'd be gone,

and then the same thing would
happen with someone else.

I mean, my God, after a while, it
stops meaning anything at all.

I promise it would
mean something.

Are you mad?

No. I'm not mad.

Well, you're something.

No. I'm not anything.

Where did you take these?

The weight room.

You look at that guy, You
tell me that's not art.

Nina, it's exploitation.

Oh, well.

Hey, I'm not done.

Julia.

Oh, damn. Don't leave, okay?

- Hi.
- Hi.

Nina, could you
give us a minute?

Sure. Okay.

I've missed you in class.

Yeah, I've had doctor's...

Wrong answer.

Your brother already
blew it on the phone.

You guys gotta get
your stories straight.

Listen, Julia, you
look exhausted.

What's going on?

Nothing. I just haven't
made class, that's all.

Oh. Yeah, well...

Funny thing about my class.
It ain't optional.

I'll make up the work.

You're darn right you will.

Julia, you're one of the best
writers I've ever taught,

and you used to love my class,
I gotta do something, here.

Like what?

I'm supposed to
give you detention,

but...

I think that's a waste
of everybody's time,

so I've made you an appointment
with the school therapist instead.

What? Why?

Because, Julia, you're
not the same person

who's been in my class
the last two years.

I miss that person.

I can't just sit back and let
you disappear without a fight.

You miss Kirsten, don't you?

Well, maybe if you'd
behaved yourself,

if you hadn't cheated
on her and lied to her,

then we, maybe, wouldn't
be in this fix.

You'd have somebody
to take care of you,

and I'd be able to
work on the bed.

Oh, thank God.

Look, Mona, in the future, you're
really gonna have to let me know

if you're gonna be
late like this.

I mean, I've got stuff to do,

and if I can't count on
you to be here, I mean...

I mean, if you need the
time, I understand,

but you just really
gotta call first, or...

What is that smell?

Excuse me?

You've been drinking.

Well, maybe just one.

One?

Lady, you smell
like Oktoberfest.

You're drunk! It's 11
o'clock in the morning.

What the hell are you thinking?

I think you're overreacting.

What?

Hey, you're his nanny.

That means I'm trusting
you with his life.

I mean, God, you gotta, you
gotta bathe him. You have to...

Just forget it. I don't have time to argue.
Just get out.

Now!

Do I have to be here? I
mean, is this required?

No. Absolutely not.

Mr. McQuilkin just
figured it'd be easier

than getting the
administration involved.

Because I'm not crazy about it.

Fair enough.

Is that my file?

Mmm-hmm.

Straight As for three
straight years,

then, suddenly, we start
seeing some Bs, couple of Cs.

Those are passing grades.

Unexcused absences.

Lots of kid cut class.

You're not lots of kids, Julia.

Look, I want to talk about how the
last few months have been for you.

They've been really great.

Thanks.

Listen,

when you and I talked right
after your parents' accident,

we talked about
some of the things

that you could expect to feel.

I'm looking at your record here,

and I'm seeing someone
who's really angry,

and pulling away hard
from all the things

that used to really
matter to her.

So,

listen, what I'd like to
do, if it's okay with you,

is set up a time for you and me
to talk about those feelings.

Maybe if we explore it a little,

we can help you find some
enthusiasm for those things

that used to really
mean a lot to you.

How does that sound to you?

You said this was
optional, right?

Yup.

Great.

Owen...

Does brilliant
have one L or two?

Two, I'm pretty sure.

Take care of Owen, will you?

Can't. I'm busy.

Doing what?

My bio for the program.

Look, Claudia, this job is really
important, and I'm way behind.

If I do nothing but work and
sleep for the next couple days,

I'll be fine,

but I can't work and watch
him at the same time,

and with Mona gone, there's no
one else to look after him.

Well, I guess we'll be
a little more careful

when we hire the next
nanny, won't we?

Claudia!

How do you spell "foremost?"

What are we listening to?

Um, I don't even know.

One of those days, huh?

All right, well, tell
me all about it.

Alarm goes off, you
roll out of bed...

You know, Danny, the one thing
I love most about this place

is no one ever asks me any
questions around here.

Got you.

You had a bad day. We'll
leave it at that.

Oh, I brought you something.

"Most like me."

It's a poem.

Thanks for the tip.

It's about my little brother
I wrote it when he was born.

Anyways, I thought the
meter might work.

You don't have to read it.
It's too embarrassing.

- I'm serious.
- Mmm.

You don't have to use it.

Of course I'll use it.

It's great.

I mean, I won't be
hurt if you don't.

Hey, will you shut up?
It's perfect.

- Really?
- Yeah. Really.

Watch.

♪ Came home today ♪

♪ Wrapped up real tight ♪

Oh, man.

What are you doing?

I, uh, I've still got a
lot of homework left,

so maybe we should watch
the rest of this later.

Are you sure?

Yeah, I think.

Yeah.

Okay.

So we'll watch the rest later.

Okay.

Claudia, get out here now.

Julia, I have a
performance tomorrow.

I need my rest.

And Thurber needs his walk, which
it was your turn to give him.

Who says I didn't?

A poop in the middle of the
living room floor, that's who.

Now, get out here and
clean it up now!

What are you, nuts?

Poop is nothing but bacteria.

I've got a performance
tomorrow, I can't afford...

I don't care if you're playing
for the president tomorrow.

Get out here.

- No.
- Charlie.

What's going on?

Poop in the living room.
It was Claudia's turn.

There's poop in the...

Oh, gross. Clean it up, Claud.

This better be life and death.

There's poop in the living room.

Claudia.

It's not my poop.
It's Thurber's.

Claudia, clean it up
and walk the dog.

You guys, if Thurber runs
while I'm walking him

and the tension on the
leash strains a muscle,

it's not just me who suffers.

It's my public.

I owe it to my fans
to stay healthy.

You don't have any
fans, Claudia.

You have one.

One tone-deaf idiot
at The Examiner

who thought you were cute.

You know, guys,

jealousy is very unbecoming.

Okay, Claudia, that's it.

I'm not kidding.

If you wanna be a
part of this family,

you're getting out here right
now and cleaning up the poop.

And washing the dishes,
and sitting for Owen.

Otherwise, you're out.

If it's the media,

take a message.

If it's any consolation,
I was scared.

Hello?

You know your job better
than I do, ma'am,

but isn't six detentions a
little stiff for one cut?

One?

Charlie, Julia has been truant six
times in the last three weeks.

Every time, she brought a note
claiming it was from you,

and it isn't just the cuts.

You must have noticed
a change in her,

her attitude, her priorities,
her choice of friends.

Are you kids seeing someone,

a therapist, someone,
as a family?

We did, but now we just

kind of deal with these
things ourselves.

Do you?

Do you talk to each other?

Yes, of course.

About the accident?

About what you're
all going through?

You know, Charlie, these
things won't solve themselves.

If you need help...

I can handle it.

I mean, if things are falling
apart, tell us. We'll help out.

Nothing's falling apart, ma'am.

Julia messed up. You told me about it.
I'll take care of it.

Because there are
outside organizations...

I said I can handle it.

Oh!

What is it?

Well, it's the catalog from
the Annette Langston exhibit.

I adored this show.
How did you know?

I saw a picture of hers in your
gallery, so I figured you liked her.

I think she is fantastic.

This is so thoughtful
of you, Bailey.

Thank you so much.

You're welcome.

Score.

You know what you want?

Yeah. Her, alone with
me, my bed, buck naked.

Or do you need a
little more time?

Oh, no, no, no. I'll,
I'll have a Coke.

Katie, how did you pull all
this off without my knowing?

It was easy. You're oblivious.

Don't let her make light of it.

She worked on this for weeks.

Yeah, but Bailey did
all the hard stuff.

Oh, Bailey, on top of this gift?

How can I ever thank you?

Well, since you asked, you could
tell your lovely young daughter

to throw away all her
moral and ethical beliefs

in the interest of satisfying
my base, carnal desires.

It was nothing. Really.
I was happy to do it.

Okay, I'm going to get
mushy here, for a second.

Oh, God.

Well, I am.

I want to say to you, Bailey, and,
well, to everyone, I suppose,

how happy it makes me to
see you two kids together.

I couldn't have dreamed
up a nicer beau...

Mom, that's such a stupid word.

Oh, all right, a
boyfriend, whatever.

A nicer guy for my Katie.

Can I get anyone anything else?

Yeah, may as well throw in some
sex toys, some whipped cream,

what the heck, handcuffs.
Use your imagination.

He is an absolute saint.

I'm making tea.

You want some?

Listen, Jule,

I've been thinking.

I don't know what I'm doing
around here half the time,

and...

Maybe I've been
doing this wrong.

You know, I mean, all this time, I've been
worried about what you've been up to,

going out to clubs and all that.

But, you know, maybe I should've
been thinking about why.

Come on, Charlie.

Because I have no idea
what you're thinking

or, you know,

feeling,

about Mom and Dad.

I'm not feeling anything.

Look, Jule, I know
how hard it is

to talk to other people
about all this...

But you could talk to me.

Why do we have to do this?

You know, Charlie,

I'm so tired of
every single person

every single minute
of every single day

looking at me and wondering
how I'm feeling.

Everyone's just concerned.

I know,

and I know they'd all like me
to be the way I was before,

'cause then it would make
them feel like I'm okay,

but being that way doesn't
make me feel okay.

So why is it such a crime
that I do some things

that actually make
me feel better?

I mean, why is that so bad?

I don't know, Jule.

I don't want to be a drag.

So I won't cut classes anymore
and I won't fail out of school,

but, Charlie, that's
all I can promise you.

You know, 'cause I've
found a couple of places

where people don't
look at me funny,

so I want to keep going there,

'cause I feel like a
real person there,

and that feels so good to
me, I can't even tell you.

32, 34, 36...

So four more.

I can add.

Sorry. I thought I
was being helpful.

Yeah, well, I'm not an idiot.

Fine. Good for you.

There.

One to grow on.

Why are you doing this?

I'm not doing anything.

You're the one who made this totally
arbitrary decision about us

without even asking me
how I felt about it.

I need your permission
not to sleep with you?

You don't have to
put it that way.

You can put it however
you want, Bailey,

but it all boils down
to the same thing.

You punishing me for not
giving you what you want.

That is not true That
is not what I'm saying.

Don't make this sound like this is
just about me wanting to get laid,

because it's not,
Kate, it's about us.

I want...

I really want to
make love with you,

and, and I totally understand
"not ready," or "not yet."

I understand, "let's
give it some time."

I could give you so much time, but
you're not asking me for time.

You're asking me just to
forget about it, and that...

...that changes everything.

Why?

Why does everything suddenly
hinge on this one issue?

A week ago, we weren't sleeping
together, and you were perfectly happy.

A week ago, we were
heading somewhere.

Everything was going to
get better and better

and more and more, and
all that, and now...

- What, now?
- Now? Now there's a wall.

You've, like, drawn a line
at sleeping together,

and, I don't know,
maybe I'm crazy, Kate,

but I don't think
I'm the only person

who thinks that that's
part of being together.

What, so that's what
this is to you?

The only reason we're
together is to have sex?

No, it's not the only
reason, but it's important,

and if I can't ever, I
mean, God, Kate, I'm 16.

So am I.

I guess that means
different things to us.

I guess it does.

Hey, there, you two.
Better hurry up.

Getting antsy over there.

We're coming. We're coming.

I know it's late, and you need
a good night's sleep, but...

I'm really desperate.

I'll never hassle you
as long as I live

if you'll just help
me out this once.

It'll be fun. We'll all pitch in
and have, like, a sanding party.

I really, really need your help.
What do you say?

Sorry.

Too risky.

You know, you can't
buy love like that.

Okay, ground rules,

sand with the
grain, not against.

Start with the coarsest paper,
work your way down to the finest.

Water and bathroom break
every 45 minutes,

and go!

Hey, Char...

You ever have trouble convincing
a girl to sleep with you?

Not that I can remember.

Didn't think so.

Thanks.

Hey, Jule, you know what
I was thinking about?

What?

Remember when I first moved out?

I came home for dinner one night

and bitched about the fact that the
only mail I ever got was bills,

and for every week after
that for, like, six months,

you'd send me a letter.

I forgot about that.

You were like, what, 12?

Yeah, I guess.

God, I can't even remember
what I put in them.

They were these great stories
about what you were up to,

only they were
completely made up.

I remember one.

You said you'd met up with this pack of
orangutans who took you to back to Africa

and fed you peanut butter and honey
sandwiches and made you do the Lambada.

How embarrassing.

No, Jule, they were great,

and they were really
you, you know?

What do you mean?

Making up stories, writing them,

it comes so naturally to you.

You're a really
good writer, Jule,

and, look,

I'm not the best
advice-giver or anything,

but I really think whatever happens,
you shouldn't give up writing.

I mean, if you want to not get
straight As, I can understand,

but whatever you do, you
should write about it.

♪ Stop in the name of love ♪

♪ Before you break my heart ♪

♪ Baby, baby, I'm aware
Of where you go ♪

♪ Each time you leave my door ♪

♪ I watch you Walk
down the street ♪

♪ Knowing your other
love You'll meet ♪

♪ But this time Before
you run to her ♪

♪ Leavin' me alone and hurt ♪

♪ Think it o-o-ver ♪

♪ I've been good to you ♪

♪ Think it o-o-over ♪

♪ I've been sweet to you ♪

♪ Stop, in the name of love ♪

♪ Before you break my heart ♪

♪ Stop, in the name of love ♪

♪ Before you break my heart ♪

♪ Think it o-o-ver ♪

♪ I've been good to you ♪

♪ Think it o-o-ver ♪

♪ Haven't I been sweet to you ♪

♪ Think it o-o-ver ♪

♪ I've tried so hard... ♪

What are you doing?

I wanna help.

You'll hurt your hands.

But, Charlie, you asked me.

What was I thinking about,
a big star like you?

Besides, an artist
needs her sleep.

It's okay. I don't care.

Go to bed, Claud.

You owe it to your public.

Too mean?

Nah.

Well, I've got one
question for you.

What?

What are you doing working
in that restaurant?

Well, you know how it
is getting started.

- Heck, yeah. -It's kind
of hard to make a living.

Yeah, I know.

Well, I'll see if we got
any more jobs like this.

I'd like to help you out.

I'd really appreciate it.

Oh, uh, this is...

We cut the price in half, sir.
This is too much.

That's what it's worth.

- Really?
- Mmm-hmm.

Well, thanks.

No problem.

Listen, I'm headed down
to the office right now.

Why don't you come down with me.
I'll introduce you around.

Oh, um...

Could I swing by tomorrow? It's just,
I got some place I need to be.

Sure.

Yesterday, she suggested we put our
business relationship down on paper,

just in case.

What does she think you're going to
do, sue her for half her earnings?

I guess.

She also asked me what I thought

about her going just
by the name Claudia.

You know, like Midori?

- Or Cher?
- Yeah.

Claudia.

I'm Dan Barton.

I wrote the article.
Did you see it?

Listen, this was a wonderful
performance, really something.

Well, now that it's official, how
does it feel to be a child prodigy?

No comment.

Hey, Claud... Hey, let
me carry that for you.

Come on, why don't you get up.

Let me give you a
ride outta here.

Whoo!

Should I come out?

Maybe. Yeah.

Are we breaking up?

I don't know, are we?

I think about it, and it
seems so crazy, but then...

I see you,

I don't know, do anything, put
your hair behind your ears

or fiddle with your
necklace, and I just...

God, Kate, I just think,

why do I always have
to stop myself from...

Why do I have to feel
so bad about this?

How do you think I feel?

Every time we're together,

it's like I'm this huge
disappointment to you.

I don't mean to make
you feel that way.

Well, you do.

I mean, God, suddenly this
is what everything is about.

Every time we kiss,
it's there, this thing.

A big "please."

And then a big "no."

It doesn't work for
either of us...

Does it?

I guess not.

I'm going inside.

♪ He came home today ♪

♪ Wrapped up real tight ♪

♪ I watched him all mornin' ♪

♪ I watched him all night ♪

♪ I'm tryin' to figure out ♪

♪ Who he's gonna be ♪

♪ Everyone says That
he's most like me ♪

♪ They're crowdin' around him ♪

♪ Watchin' his face ♪

♪ Waiting for flashes ♪

♪ Of brilliance and grace ♪

♪ They say that he's special ♪

♪ He's different, he's new ♪

♪ But I think he's wonderin' ♪

♪ What they want him to do ♪

♪ He has tricks he performs ♪

♪ That make everyone roar ♪

♪ He sees how they love it ♪

♪ So he does them some more ♪

♪ And it's Makin' them happier ♪

♪ So it must be right ♪

♪ It's makin' them happy ♪

♪ So do it all night... ♪

It wasn't the prettiest
song in the world,

and it wasn't the loudest,

and you couldn't
really dance to it,

and it definitely
wasn't anything

that was gonna cure cancer
or end world hunger

or stop the war in Bosnia,

But it was kind of sweet,

and some people
seemed to like it.

And it was hers,
and she knew it,

and that was enough.

♪ But the littlest things ♪

♪ Can make him cry ♪

♪ Hair wrapped
Round his finger ♪

♪ Somethin' in his eye ♪

♪ I'm tryin' to figure out ♪

♪ Who he's gonna be ♪

♪ But everyone says That
he's most like me ♪

♪ Everyone says That
he's most like me ♪

The end.

♪ Everyone says That
he's most like me ♪