All language subtitles for The Carrie Diaries s02e09 Under Pressure.eng

Before there was sex,

before there was the city,
there was just me,

Carrie... Carrie Bradshaw
from Castlebury, Connecticut.

Last night, Harlan and I...

Harlan Harlan?
My dad's friend Harlan?

Yes. We're still together.

I am so smitten with you,

I wanted to go out of my way to see
your gorgeous face. (Breathing heavily)

(West) Really,
I couldn't be happier

that you got into Harvard.

Do you not love me anymore?

Maybe I'm just exhausted

from your endless need
for competition.

(Garret) I've been wanting
to move to Laguna full-time.

(Sebastian) I don't know, dad.

It's a done deal, Sebastian.
You're coming.

We can make
long-distance work.

I refuse to say "Good-bye"
because it's not good-bye.

The Carrie Diaries 02x09
Under Pressure Originally Aired January 3, 2014

==sync, correction by dcdah==
for www.addic7ed.com

(The Pretenders'
"Don't Get Me Wrong" playing)

It was a new year,

and with a new year,
there comes new pressures...

Like having my newly rekindled
love living 3,000 miles away.

Hola! Marisol, um,
is Sebastian there?

Do you know when he'll be back?

Okay. Thanks.

My long-distance relationship

was definitely
not going gracefully.

Did Sebastian call?

You just missed him.

It seemed like no matter how
hard we tried... (Dial tone)

(Buttons clicking) to make
time for each other...

(Line ringing)
Something would intervene.

Hello?

Oh, it's you!

It's really you.
I can't believe it.

I know.
It was starting to seem

like the world
didn't want us to talk.

But the world did...
want us to talk.

And... and here we are,
talking.

- Pretty great.
- So great.

So tell me everything.
What have you been up to?

How is it with your dad?

(Automated female operator)
Please deposit

an additional 35 cents

to continue
this long-distance call.

No problem, Mrs. Operator.

I've got my change purse
right here.

No. No, no, no.

No.
Your call will be disconnected

if you don't deposit
an additional 35 cents.

- Carrie, do you have the money?
- I-I thought...

(Line disconnects, dial tone)

Hello?!

No.

(Sighs) (Receiver clatters)

Kinda have to get to my locker.

Let me guess...
Nerdling needs to study

on her lunch break.

(Latch rattles)
I don't have to study...

At all.
I got into Harvard.

Why so blue?

Realizing your last
cute boyfriend was West

and you blew that?

I mean, sure, it feels weird
that we're not together,

but it feels even weirder
to have gotten into Harvard.

Why?

I've been trying to get in
since I came out of the womb.

And now I did.

Suddenly I'm
a goal-less wonder.

What am I supposed to do
till I attend in the fall?

Kiss lots and lots
of cute boys.

That's your job.

Apparently one
I've done too well.

I realized today that

the well of eligible bachelors
in this school

has run dry.

There's no way
you've dated everyone.

I have.

What about David Leventhal?

Or Kyle Newman?
(Both laughing)

Quiz Bowl and Mathletes
over there do not count.

By "eligible," I mean hot.

And I've dated them all...
Even Walt, and he's gay.

It's gonna be a long bust
of a spring semester.

Look at us...

Two girls with no purpose.

Positively shocking to think

I have something
in common with you.

(Locker door rattles)
Tell me about it.

Well, well, well.

I spy with my little eye
something very interesting.

(Mouse) I thought you said
you dated every eligible guy.

It's Mini-Bradshaw.
Is she smiling?

(Laughs)

I've known her since she was 5.

I don't think I've ever
seen her teeth before.

Finally some titillating
boy intrigue.

I'm going in for a closer look.

Have fun with your books, nerd.

I wish I could.

I cannot believe you put an M-80
in Mr. London's mailbox.

That must have been so awesome.

It popped right off the post.
Went like...

at least 10 feet in the air.
It was pretty rad.

Totally rad. (Giggles)

I gotta get going.
I'll catch you in chemistry?

Not if I catch you first.

I mean, uh... see ya.

Someone looks flushed.

So you got the hots
for scruffy, huh?

No. Not really.

I mean, maybe.

Whatever.
So what if I do?

Your sister would never
have the guts

to chase a bad boy,
but... you're different.

And since I'm feeling
oh, so generous,

I'm gonna give you
some free advice.

Who says I need advice?

And why are you so invested
in my dating life?

Wanted to see if my influence
was potent enough

to help you get your man,
but...

you're not interested.

Wait.

I'm interested.

Well, you have two options.

One... you could continue your sad
little hallway flirtation

for another six months
and pray this goes somewhere.

What's option two?

Create a casual,
laid-back situation

where you can get some time
with your boy

outside of these
pathetic halls.

- Like what?
- Hello? Like a party.

He'll show up,
be drunk or stoned

'cause that's what guys
like scruffy do,

and you'll make your move.

Is anybody having
a party this weekend?

Not my problem.
I gave you the advice,

you have to take it
from there. (Scoffs)

And please... don't disappoint.

(Sighs) Dorrit was suddenly
feeling the pressure

to make something happen,

while I was staring at
something created by pressure.

What is that?

It's my gargantuanly
scrumptious engagement ring.

You're engaged? To who?

Darling, don't be daft.
To Harlan.

Oh. I thought
that was just, like,

- a sex thing.
- Mm, it is.

But we're also in the throes
of a great love affair...

he with me,
and me with this ring.

Wait, so you don't love him?

J'adore him.

I just love the ring
one tick more.

Well, I'm really happy for you.

Sadly though, it means
my single life

is now at a tragic end.

I'll have to subsist
on tales of

your deliciously
tawdry exploits now.

- I'm sorry to disappoint.
- Oh, right.

You don't have deliciously
tawdry exploits.

What I meant is Sebastian
and I are still together.

Well, in three months
when you are single,

you'll have to dish.

In three months I'll still
be dating Sebastian.

I know long-distance
can be challenging.

Sorry, but the moment
that taut, muscular goldilocks

packed his bags,
that relationship was doomed.

You're wrong about me
and Sebastian.

We're gonna be...

You're gonna be
the exception, yeah. (Chuckles)

That's what everyone says.

But first it's
a few missed calls.

Then it's a few
missed weekends.

Then... you're not bothering
to call at all.

Well, that's not gonna be us.

(Lowered voice) Or worse...
one of you moves for the other.

Why would that be worse?
That would be great.

(Normal voice) Mnh-mnh. Moving
puts way too much pressure

on the relationship.

After that, they start
resenting you

for every little thing
that goes wrong.

(Chuckles) Ohh.
Next thing you know,

you sleep with their brother,
and they're shouting at you,

"I moved for you!
I moved for you!"

Good God, man. Relax.

Well, both of us are still
in high school,

so I don't think
either one of us

will be moving anywhere
for each other.

So then it's the slow ride into
no relationship for you two.

That's a shame.

(Sighs)

Girls!

Come on down!

What's up, dad?
This better be good.

You interrupted me
doing nothing.

Well, I won't keep you long.

I know how much
doing nothing means to you.

But I have been assigned

to a highly confidential case
this weekend.

I mean, Harlan won't give me
many details...

that's how important it is...
but based on the secrecy,

I am thinking
Fortune 500 merger.

That's great.

Yeah. I am officially
back with the big boys.

Still wondering why I'm here.

You are here because by being
put on this case,

I'll be gone all weekend,

which means I'll be leaving
you girls alone in the house

tomorrow night.

Now, Miss Meade
will be checking in,

and I'll have my cell phone
with me, which means

I'll be reachable at all times.

This is a test,

and I expect you to handle it
responsibly.

If not, Miss Meade will be
right across the street

to let me know.

We can handle it, dad.
I promise.

Brownnoser. I'd totally
have a party,

but with Carrie here
to be my buzzkill,

I'll just go to Audrey's.

Fine. I'll probably
see a movie with Mouse.

- Be home early.
- Fun.

Sorry to miss it.

Okay, good. Sounds like
this is gonna work out.

But if you try to pull anything,

- there will be hell to pay.
- Got it.

Hear ya loud and clear.

No funny business.

Sebastian, my dad's
out of town this weekend.

So get your butt
on the next plane.

We have the whole house
to ourselves. (Chuckles)

Huge party at my house
tomorrow.

Yeah, tell everyone.

(Telephone rings)

- Hello?
- Hey, Mouse.

Still up for seeing
"Out of Africa" tonight?

Sebastian couldn't make it?

When I finally
got in touch with him,

he said he'd already
told Garret

he'd go on a boating trip
with him this weekend.

It was really short notice.

I guess I just hoped he'd make
a huge romantic gesture

and drop everything
to be with me.

It's been almost a month
since we've seen each other.

It's not like he lives
around the corner.

- Laguna is far.
- I know.

I just...

Larissa kind of got in my head.

Maybe she's right.
Maybe I'll never...

see him again.

(Doorbell rings)

That's probably Miss Meade
coming to check in on me.

This is gonna be a fun day.

I'll be right with you.
One sec.

Miss me, Bradshaw?

You came!
(Chuckles)

(Shrieks) Is that Sebastian?

Yeah, bye.
(Shrieks and giggles)

This is the best surprise ever.

And in that moment, I was sure

Larissa knew nothing
about me and Sebastian

and long-distance love.
(Chuckles)

(Door bells jingle)

(Indistinct conversations)

Hey.

Rager at my house tonight.

- Sweet.
- You should come.

You and your buddy, I mean.

It's gonna be huge.

- Awesome.
- We'll be there.

Okay. Cool.

While Dorrit braced herself
for an exciting evening,

my dad was about to walk into some
excitement of his own. (Elevator bell dings)

Hey.

Only, it wasn't the kind
he was expecting.

I'm glad you could make it.

All right, so who's the client?

M.C.I.? P&G?
One of the Ma Bells?

- Me.
- Huh?

And... me. (Chuckles)
(Chuckles)

I... I thought I was here
because of a big merger.

Well, you are.

One between me
and my Nubian Princess.

I'm the princess, and I'm very Nubian.
(Chuckles)

(Laughs) I'm leaving.

I might be able to get home
in time to watch "Magnum, P.I."

Wait, wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait, wait.

Please.

- You gotta do this.
- Do what?

Help us bang out a prenuptial.

I don't practice
that kind of law.

You need a legitimate
unbiased family lawyer

to mediate this.
Not me. Not a friend.

No, Tommy, I need you
because you're my friend.

Look, this woman...

she is under my skin.

I'm head over heels for her.

If you're not here
to protect my interests,

I might give up everything.

Oh, come on.

We'll order dinner in from...
Oh, Shun Lee.

(Chuckles) On me.

You double my hourly rate,
you got a deal.

(Clicks tongue)

Sold.

(Both breathing heavily)

(Exhales sharply)

I know I said
long-distance was fine,

but honestly,
I missed you so much,

I physically hurt.
I felt the same way.

I didn't want to be
without you anymore.

So your dad wasn't mad
that you missed your boat trip?

No.

He understood how much
I wanted to see you.

(Chuckles)

How long do you think
you can stay?

I'm not just here
for the weekend, Carrie.

I'm here for good.

I'm moving back.

That's a good thing, right?

Of course. No, that's a...
a great thing.

It's just... wow. I...

I wasn't expecting that.

(Door opens in distance)

- Did you hear something?
- No.

(Door closes,
indistinct conversations)

Okay, yeah, I heard something.

(Girl speaking indistinctly)
Oh, no.

I wonder if Dorrit came home.

Hey, when's your dad
coming back?

Hang on.
I'll be right back.

(Boy) Party! Let's do this!

(Indistinct conversations)

Brought the booze! Party's on!

(Teens cheering) Dorrit?!

(Indistinct conversations)

It turns out Dorrit's home...

along with 15 of
her closest friends.

- Oh, boy. (Chuckles)
- I'll be right back.

(Twisted Sister)

(Carrie) Many words have
many different meanings.

For example... "Rager,"
a slang term for

an out-of-control
house party...

(Sighs) Sorry.

And for the feelings I was
having towards my sister.

So you lied about spending
the night at Audrey's, huh?

Looks like you lied, too.

You weren't even supposed
to be here.

I planned on going
to a movie with Mouse,

and then Sebastian
surprised me and...

that's not the point.

How could you let this happen?

Dad's away.
It's a party.

What's your damage?

My damage is I have Sebastian
waiting for me upstairs

and a beer-fueled apocalypse
happening downstairs.

Have Sebastian come down.
He loves a party.

No. He loves his girlfriend
and wanted time with her...

alone time...
and you're ruining that.

Not much you can do
about that now.

Oh, that's where you're wrong.

This party is finito!

(Boy) Coming through.
Watch out!

Are you kidding me?

- I got the kegs!
- Yeah.

Good luck with that, dork.

Mark my words, in five minutes,
this place is gonna be empty.

(All) 15, 16, 17, 18...
You got it, bro!

19, 20, 21!

(Cheering)

Whoo!

Ugh. How did this happen?

- Whoo!
- Yes!

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

- Carrie!
- Oh, Mouse!

What are you doing here?

I was at the diner
when I heard a couple of kids

talking about ordering,
like, ten kegs

to the Bradshaw house.

Oh, no. More kegs?

When they said Dorrit
was having a party,

I ran over here to warn you.

But judging
by the look of things,

- I'm a little late.
- Yeah, just a bit.

Is this totally ruining
your night with...

- Sebastian!
- Hey, Mouse. Long time no see.

(Pats back) Oh!

I know.
So glad you're visiting.

Back for good, actually.

That's amazing

and so exciting for you guys.

Yeah, nothing doing in Cali,

and this feels right...
me and my Bradshaw.

Yeah.

It... it's great he's back,
isn't it?

But right now
I need to focus on

getting these people
ou this house.

Uh, Carrie,
there's no stopping this.

Parties like these... they just
keep growing and growing.

Like mold.

Hey, so let's get outta here...

go to a hotel.
Have some time to ourselves.

Sebastian, I can't leave.

It's only a house party.

It's like a rite of passage
for Dorrit.

Don't you want to be with me?

Of course, but I have to make
sure my house isn't destroyed,

which is looking
more and more likely.

Now if you'll excuse me,
I think someone is trying

to pee in that vase over there.

Hey, you!

You! That's not a bathroom!

As I tried to smooth over

the disaster that had become
my house,

things were going
surprisingly smoothly

between Harlan and Larissa.

(Chuckles) Wow.

Dare I say,
we are flying through this.

I told you this would
be painless.

On to clause 38...
Uh, both parties agree

that there will be...

sexual intercourse

every Tuesday, Thursday,
Friday, and Saturday mornings

at 8:30 A.M.

I prefer the term
"Carnal Lovemaking."

And don't forget Sundays
at 5:00 P.M.

Unless the Giants are playing.

Then it should be
after the game,

even if there's overtime.

Okay. I will note it
as such.

Uh, if either party
fails to meet said requirement,

they will be in breach

of the spousal duties
and responsibilities clause.

Perfect.

Swell. Moving on
to clause 39...

In the event that Harlan
commits any act of infidelity,

Larissa will accept
one baby tiger as penance

for his wrongdoing?

(Giggles) Seems equitable.
(Chuckles)

But wait. You... you know
that Harlan can't actually

buy you a baby...

Uh... (Mutters)

I know people.

All right.
Uh, that concludes

the fidelity portion
of the agreement.

Last up... the division
of marital assets

in the case of divorce.

No matter what happens,
I keep all my Warhols.

Of course. And I get to keep
my race cars.

Mm, goes without saying,
but should be in writing.

I keep my collection
of exotic orchids.

And I keep my international
porn collection.

Oh, uh, I'll miss that
if we break up.

And if we split up,

I get to keep my gorgeous
bachelor pad.

I'm sorry, sweetheart, but...

You're gonna have to move out.
(Both chuckle)

Under no circumstances.

Come again?

But if we divorce,
you want to keep my apartment?

Absolutely not.

I have zero intention
of moving in there at all.

Well, if you think I'm moving
into your loft...

Don't be ridiculous.
(Chuckles)

Uh, wait... (Chuckles)

Are you expecting
that you and Harlan

will get a new place together?

I don't expect us
to live together at all.

Huh?

What do you mean,
not live together?

Isn't that a given?
I mean, you're marrying him.

(Chuckles)
Not for me, it isn't.

I will not live with him.

What the hell
are you talking about?

(The Outlets' "No Fun" playing)

Cool party. Sure.
Thanks for coming.

I'm Scott.

Great.

Nick's friend.

You invited us at the diner.

Right. Right.
(Chuckles)

You here with Nick? He said
he's coming a little later.

Oh. Okay, cool.

So how do you and Nick
know each other?

Uh, we played soccer together
at Davis Middle.

We've been buds ever since.

Oh. Nick's into sports?

Not so much anymore,

unless you consider
partying a sport.

That's the only kind I like.

Who wants to get
all rah-rah over something

that makes you really sweaty?

I run cross-country, so...

Then you're lame.

(Chuckles)
You say it like it is.

You don't have to talk to me
if it bugs you.

No! I like it. I mean,
I run cross-country,

so it's not really
all rah-rah.

It's more like...

Zoning out while exploring.

It's actually kind of peaceful.

- That sounds nice.
- Plus it keeps my head clear,

which can get...
pretty cloudy

with all my other, uh,
extracurricular activities.

(Chuckles) (Chuckles)

Speaking of cloudy,

here comes Nick
with the party favors.

Hey, Scott.

'Sup, Nick?
Glad you could make it.

Me, too.
Looks like a wild party.

How about we start it off
right?

(Rustles) Brownie?

(Chuckles) Sure!

Just to be clear,
these are pot brownies.

No doy, runner boy.

You'll be so destroyed.

(Mouth full) Thanks.

- Holy crap.
- What's up?

Nothing. Be right back.
Don't move.

(Bottles clink)

(Indistinct conversations)

(Trash can clatters)
There you are.

(Sighs) Yep, here I am.

Oh, man. I think
I'm gonna be sick.

Ugh!

Dealing with the vomitorium
that has become my home.

(Sighs)

Look... I'm sorry I couldn't
make tonight work.

- I missed you.
- I know. I've missed you, too.

But since you're back,
there's no need to rush.

We've got time together.

Yeah, but... hey.

Is something bothering you?

- No...
- Carrie?

We have a problem.
Miss Meade is here.

(Run - D.M.C.)
Now we rock
the party and come correct

- Miss Meade?
- Oh.

Hi. Um...
I-I like your cardigan.

Oh. Oh, don't you
"Hi" me.

Your father leaves you alone
for one night,

and you go and do this.

You girls are in
so much trouble.

(Dorrit) It's not what
it looks like.

- Well, it looks like a party.
- Well, that's actually true.

- Mom?
- But if you just listen to us

- for one second.
- Listen to you? Why?

We can explain.

Oh, you'll be doing
all your explaining

to your father.

Young man?
Stay away from that.

(Boy) - Come on, Mouse.
(Girl) - Come on, Mouse. You can do it!

The greatest...

(All cheer)

(Chuckles) Nice playin', Mouse!

You ain't seen nothing yet!

Oh, I'm gonna come back here

and take you all
one-by-one.

You must be crushed.

Drinking at a party
instead of competing

for a spot
at an Ivy League School?

Actually, I found
something else to compete in.

Beer pong...
and I kick ass at it.

It's all about calculating
the angle of the shot.

(Imitates ball
whizzing and splashing)

(Laughs) (Chuckles)

You seem weirdly happy, too.

Decide to go back
for sloppy seconds

with one of your pretty boy
Castlebury bachelors?

Haven't even flirted.

And I feel great.

I would actually say
I'm having a really good time.

With no man to put
your claws into?

I'm as surprised as you are.

I watched two girls
get into a catfight,

and I talked to the Jens
and I actually listened.

Did you know they have, like,
thoughts and feelings?

(Laughs)

- That part was totally boring.
- Yes.

I'd imagine with the Jens,
that really would be.

- Mm.
- Well...

I better get back to being
a beer pong champion.

Please, champion?

Clearly, you've never
had me across the table

as your competition.
I would decimate you.

Bring it, Bimbo.

Oh, I will.

While a competition
was heating up

between Mouse and Donna...

(Buttons clicking) Dorrit and I
were trying to dial Miss Meade down

to a simmer.

I've called three times
and still no answer.

Well, he's bound
to pick up sooner or later.

Why isn't my phone working?

Terrible reception
this high up.

Besides, Tommy,

I need your full focus
and attention.

Can you please do what I asked?

This is important.

- Really?
- Yeah.

Larissa?

Harlan wants you to know
that he'll only be

speaking to you through me now.

Well, you tell Harlan

that there's nothing left
to talk about.

I'm not moving.

Harlan, Larissa says th...

Oh, God, you know what?
No, this is ridiculous.

You two are acting
like children.

She started it.

- Did not.
- Did, too.

Enough!

Harlan, I need to have
a moment alone with Larissa.

Please leave.

- What... I-I could...
- Now.

Fine.

(Sighs deeply)

Is everything okay?
Who's the old lady?

Our nosy neighbor

who's totally gonna
bust our asses.

We're doomed.

Excuse me.

Oh. Excuse me,
young man.

Who are you?

I'm one of the few people
that the girls

actually invited over tonight.

I think they're embarrassed
to admit

that this totally
got out of hand.

The girls just wanted to invite

- a couple friends over.
- Oh. A couple of friends.

You see,
when one of Dorrit's friends

found out that her dad
was out of town,

they told
some of their friends,

and word spread.

You know how it is.

High schoolers
can be so selfish.

(Pete Berwick)

We were just gonna
have people over

to watch "Star Search."

Oh, I love "Star Search."

We do, too, but then all
these people showed up,

and when we asked them to leave,
they wouldn't.

It was peer pressure,
Miss Meade.

Peer pressure.

Total peer pressure.

Kids can be so cruel...

Teasing you,
putting itching powder

in your bra during gym class,

standing you up on prom night,

after I bought
the perfect dress.

And instead, I end up
in my living room,

dancing with my dad.

That's very specific.

But yes.

I know what we should do.

We'll call the police.

(Carrie and Dorrit) No!

Uh, that would just make things
worse for us.

I-if we kick everyone out
like that,

we'll be forever known
as the losers

who couldn't handle
a fun party.

Oh, you poor girls.
This is just awful.

I feel for you.

Oh, no.
Uh, Missus...

(Mouth full) Oh, it's Miss.

I never married.
I wanted to.

Never happened. (Chuckles)

Oh, I'm... I'm really sorry.

That must be hard.

It is.

Thank you for being
so understanding.

You're very nice girls.

We try to be.

And now...

I'd like to help you.
Let me play the heavy.

I'll clear these kids out,
one at a time,

and you won't be to blame.

Thank you... so much,
Miss Meade.

You really get it.

I do, don't I? (Chuckles)
Now...

Hey, you!

(Chuckles)

(Speaks indistinctly)

Keep an eye on her.

I cannot believe
she ate a whole brownie.

She is gonna be down
for the count

in about 20 minutes.

Awesome! (Laughs)

Um, do you wanna play
quarters or something?

Cool.

Give us a minute?

uh, I'll go get some beers.

I don't wanna ruin
what is clearly going well

for you with cute and nice
over there,

but I thought that
flock of seagulls boy

with the grouchy attitude
was more your speed.

He is.

Scott's a friend.

Oh, your boy didn't show, huh?

No, he did.

And you're wasting your time,
not to mention

destroying your house,
so you can hang with a friend?

(Chuckles)
Oh, you disappoint me.

Have I taught you nothing?

I'm taking my time.
Finding the right moment.

People who wait
for the right moment

end up waiting forever.

With a party this crazy...

(Sighs) Ain't gonna last
too much longer.

I'm guessing the cops show
within the next hour.

So...
(Singsongy) I'd get busy.

On it.

Make me proud.

And when it's over,
I want details.

I will be out back
playing beer pong with Mouse.

I'm sorry, what?

Don't ask.

How'd you even know I was here?

You're so uninterested
in my life,

I'm surprised you knew
where to look.

Your father filled me in
on everything.

The two of you
have one little tiff,

and you run away?

You have to go back tomorrow.

I'm not living
with him anymore.

Not after what happened.

Here we go!

The two of you love drama,
don't you?

It's why I couldn't
stay married to him.

I can't do drama.

I need a peaceful home.

Which is why you cannot
come live with me.

That was never the plan.

You... you think I would ever
live with you

and that boyfriend of yours?

Husband!

Lucas and I are married.

Fine, mom.

Either way, I was never
gonna live with you. Ever.

So where exactly do you
think you'll be living?

What are you gonna do?

Move in with
your little girlfriend?

It's none of your business.

As usual.

Just like your father,
you have no plan.

Just flying by
the seat of your pants.

Well, that isn't gonna
work for me.

Come Sunday,

you are getting on a plane
and going back to your dad.

I will not.

I'm 18 years old,
and you can't control

what I choose to do anymore.

And based on what a terrific
parent you've been,

I don't see why I should
take orders from you.

I'm done here.

(The Outlets' "I'm A Mess"
playing)

You're Carrie, right?
The girlfriend?

Yeah.

Well, good luck with him.

He's all yours.

Suddenly,
I realized that Sebastian

was a pressure cooker.

I just hoped he wouldn't blow.

I'm gettin' it, dude!

(Boy) No, dude, dude,
you can't keep doing that.

- No, man, hey, stop.
- You gotta let go.

- You can't do that!
- Come on. Ohh!

(Screams) Oh, no!

- Ohh!
- Aah!

(All shouting indistinctly)

(Laughing)

Unfortunately,
something else did.

My dad's latest bimbo
hit on me.

And yesterday, when I told him,

she lied and said
I came on to her.

Of course, Garret believes her

because he's known her
for two whole minutes,

and she's got fake double D's.

I'm just his son.

Why didn't you tell me
in the first place?

That I'm an idiot?

That I moved to Laguna
thinking I might

actually have one parent
who cared about me?

That doesn't make you an idiot.

Sometimes I just wanna
kill Garret.

Why does he keep
doing this to you?

Because he's never
gonna change.

That's why I had
to get out of there.

The only place I wanted
to be was... with you.

In a way, I'm relieved

to know that you
didn't move back

only because of me.

That pressure freaked me out.

I kinda sensed that.

I'm not so good
at hiding my feelings.

And you shouldn't.

I always wanna know
what's going on

in that head of yours.

Even if it's hard for me
to say,

or hard for you to hear?

Even if.

I feel like, every time
something goes wrong,

I'm the person you lean on.

And I'm glad that you
feel like you can.

You always should
when you need to.

But sometimes I feel like
that can be

a lot for me, for us.

I can't always put stuff aside
to be there for you.

I know that,
and I don't want you to,

especially on a night
like tonight,

when you're dealing
with the party from hell.

(Crowd cheering)

It really is, isn't it?

Oh, this one is going down
in Castlebury history.

That's what I was afraid of.

(Chuckles)

I gotta go do something.

Where you going?

To take some of
the pressure off of you.

Larissa, I have known you
to be an interesting,

intelligent...
strange woman,

who has had a wonderful
influence on my daughter,

which is why this is all
so confusing for me.

Isn't part of being married
about living with the person

that you're going to
spend your life with?

I mean, why won't you
move in with Harlan?

I don't wanna live with him
because I'm afraid

if I move in,
I'll become a person

who has nothing
of herself left,

and that scares me.

Wait, but what do you mean?

Moving in doesn't mean
you become less you.

And yet it does.

Because before long,
you dissolve

into the relationship.

First, you give up your place.

Then you start
giving up your taste, hmm?

Compromising on furniture,
clothes, where you eat.

Then one day you're just
an appendage to someone else...

No thoughts and no life
of your own.

I feel like without a space
that is just mine,

I'll disappear.

Okay.

Okay, then I think
I have a solution.

All right? Harlan.

Larissa is afraid...

that if she moves in with you,

she will lose everything
that makes her life special.

Sweetie, I mean, I had no idea.

I mean...

I always want you to have
this big, spectacular life,

right down to all those
knickknacks and tchotchkes

you like to keep at your place.

Good, then you won't mind
buying her her own apartment

in your building.

Seems like the perfect excuse

to buy out my jerk
of a next door neighbor.

I mean, we could even
put a-a door in to attach

our two places.

Baby, what do you say?

I say give me the decorator
of my choice,

with an unlimited budget,
and it sounds divine!

All right, it's settled! Yes,
we figured it out! (Laughs)

(Growling) (Laughs)

I am so happy to be
marrying you,

my feral little minx.

Mmm...

(Kissing)

(Both moaning)

(Kissing continues) I'm... I'm
a... I'm gonna be...

going home now.

Oh, nonsense!
It's 3:00 A.M.!

You have your own suite
across the hall.

Keys on the table,
room service on me.

(Larissa moaning) All right,
well, you two enjoy yourselves.

I'm just... I'm gonna...
I'll be in my room,

which is way over here,
way far, far away.

(Breathing heavily)
You might still...

Wanna find some earplugs.

Oh!
(Laughs)

(Larissa) Aah!

Hey, there you are.
I've been looking for ya.

You wanna play quarters?

I've got a better idea.

(Indistinct conversations)

Cops are coming!

Everybody run!
(Boy) What?

Everybody run!

Get out of here!
They're gonna bust us!

Get out of here!

Come on, get out
while you still can! Run!

(Teens clamoring)

I guess I should go.

No, you don't.
You're coming with me.

(Sebastian)
Come on, people! Go!

(Indistinct conversations)

Now the cops are coming?

Perfect. My dad is going
to murder us.

No cops. I made it up.

Oh, thank you.

I believe these are yours.

I love these sunglasses.

(Sighs deeply)

So what should we do now?

Well, we don't have
to do anything.

We can clean this all up later.

Well, since we're not
cleaning up until later,

I have a couple thoughts on what
we could do right now.

Oh, you do?

Come on, Kydd.
Let's go upstairs.

Oh, right this second?

Look who's putting
the pressure on now.

I think you can handle it.

The morning after
a big bash can be exciting...

or surprising.

(Groans) What's the rush?

Oh, I gotta go.

If my girlfriend finds out,
she'll totally dump me.

You have a girlfriend?

Yeah. I thought you knew.

I did not.

Oh.

You're such a jerk.

Get the hell outta here.

It can also create
strange bedfellows.

This never happened.

Agreed.

But you're kind of
a good snuggler.

You, too.

(Rustling)

I was wondering where you were.

Just figured I'd get
a jump start on the day,

clean up, take some things
off your plate.

I made some coffee.

Thank you.

I also called my dad
this morning.

We talked it out.

Okay. Are you going back?

(Telephone ringing in distance) No,
we both agreed that our relationship

probably works better
long distance.

He's gonna give me an allowance

to find a place in Manhattan,

so I can put down roots.

That's so great! Yay!
(Chuckles)

Carrie, that was dad
on the phone.

He's coming back in an hour.

(Billy Idol's "Rebel Yell"
playing)

We've got work to do.

Well, fun party,
but I'm outta here.

Pressure can take us
to some messy places.

If we bottle it up,
it can explode.

If we only try to alleviate it,

it can lead us
to make very bad decisions.

But sometimes
the force created by pressure

pushes us to a place
where we have to get through

something together.

(Goat bleats)

and often...

that's when we're at our best.

fun night?

Interesting.

Turns out getting into Harvard

got me into some other
weird places.

- I accidentally slept with Donna.
- What?

Relax. We just spooned.

(Both laugh)

I already tossed
most of the garbage

in the town dumpster.

I'm gonna go return the kegs.

See you later?

You bet.

Girls?

(Door closes)

You here?

Hey.

Ah.

How was your night?

Uh, it was, you know,
pretty boring.

Yep. Nothing much
to talk about.

(Exhales) I'm relieved.

I was worried I'd come home

and the house
would be destroyed.

(Briefcase thuds)

I can't believe you would
think that of us, dad.

Really, I'm insulted.

Girls?

(Miss Meade) Hi, Tom.

(Sighs)

(Laughs) The woman just fell
out of the cupboard?

What did you tell your dad?

Well, Miss Meade
was so embarrassed

that she lied and told my dad

she must've sleepwalked
over to our place.

We did leave her
with a spare key.

Which he took back that day.

So... what do you think
about the flat?

I do hope you'll take it.

I dread the thought
of strangers in my space.

It's a bummer
you have to give it up.

Darling, I'm not.
I'm subletting it,

in case it doesn't work out.

Don't tell Harlan.

Your secret's safe with us.

(Thompson Twins'
"Hold Me Now" playing)

So?

I think I can make this work.

Fantastic!

Oh, you are gonna
adore it here.

Well, darling,

it's off to "Interview"
with us.

Oh, Sebastian, stick around,

get a feel for the place,
if you like.

It is about to be yours,
after all.

You gonna be good here?

Yeah. I will be.

(door closes)

It felt like
a huge weight had been lifted.

My relationship
was no longer long-distance.

And Sebastian had the space
he needed to start anew.

For once, I could breathe easy

because if only
for a brief moment...

I finally felt pressure-free.

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