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I bet we've been together for a million years.

And I bet we'll be together for a million more.

Oh, it's like I started breathing on the night we kissed.

And I can't remember what I ever did before.

What would we do, baby, without a...

What would we do, baby, without us?

And there ain't no nothing we can't love each other through.

What would we do, baby, without us?

Sha -la -la -la.

Lee, look at this.

It's a picture Andy drew and left on my desk.

What is it?

It's a picture of Andy hugging a dog.

He really wants a dog, doesn't he? But he knows. We talked about this. No dog.

What's that?

That's a picture of me paying for the dog.

Stephen, we've got to stand tough on this, and we cannot have a dog in the

house. Mallory's allergic to dogs.

What's that?

It's a picture of Mallory leaving home.

Andy, Andy, down boy, down boy.

Good boy.

He's been barking all day, Dad. He says the only way he'll stop is if you buy

him a dog.

We've been through this a million times. No dogs, no pets, period.

Well,

maybe one pet.

Did you get everything I needed? Oh, you bet, Mel. It's all in the bag.

What's going on? My poetry reading group is meeting here tonight, and I forgot

to buy them something sophisticated to eat. So Alex volunteered to buy some

croissants.

Alex, these aren't croissants. These are Pop -Tarts.

I know.

I don't like croissants.

I can't serve Pop -Tarts to my poetry reading group.

Colin Spencer will think I'm really dumb.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to blow your cover.

Who's Colin Spencer?

He's a graduate student in English literature.

He's the leader of the poetry group. They have graduate students in English

literature at Grant College?

What's he running a thesis on, my trip to the dairy?

Alex, for your information, Colin happens to be a sophisticated and

world traveler.

He's lived in Paris, Rome, Cincinnati.

Great. Hi, Mallory. Hi, Mom, Dad, this is Colin Spencer.

Hi, nice to meet you. Pleasure meeting you, Colin. Mallory's told us some

wonderful things about you. Well, I can't say enough about your daughter.

makes every poetry reading such a joy.

You know, even though I've only known her for a short while, I can honestly

she's the brightest student I've met in a long time.

Don't get out much, do you, Colin?

Would you like something to drink, Colin? Some tea, perhaps?

Oh, yes. Some Black Fang Duchamp would be perfect right now.

Ooh, do we dare?

And a grin of bitterness swept thereby like an ominous bird -a -wing.

Since then, keen lessons that love deceives and rings with wrong have

me your fate.

and the God -cursed sun, and a tree, and a pond edged

with grayish leaves.

So, any thoughts on this poem?

Personally, I think he blew it.

It doesn't rhyme.

It's kind of down. If I got something like that on a card, frankly, I'd throw

out.

Colin, I'd say that Hardy's use of images of death and grayness reflect his

bleak emotions in the face of a dead relationship.

What about you, Mallory?

It's really neat, but it's really sad.

Yes. Yes, you're right. You're absolutely right, Mallory.

You've captured the essence of this poem.

It's really neat, but it's really sad.

That's a very perceptive comment.

Wait a minute. What is this poem for? A birthday? Is it a get -well card? What?

Excuse me.

Hey, babe.

Not here. My poetry reading group is here.

Oh, hey, hey, why don't you skip out? You know, we'll get a couple of tacos

hit the dirt bike races over at the Coliseum.

Um, Nick, I can't. I'm hosting this.

All right. I'll, uh, just hang out and wait until it's over, huh?

Um, everyone, this is Nick.

Nick, this is the poetry group.

Hi, Nick. Hi, Nick. Hello, group.

Hey.

All right. The next poem I'd like to read is Ode to a Nightingale by John

My heart aches.

And... Want some?

Nick,

can I have a word with you, please?

Sure. Hey, this milk, it's for everybody.

Listen, Nick, why don't you go ahead without me? Because I'm not going to be

able to break away from here tonight.

Come on, babe. I know how much you love those dirt bike races, and I hate to go

without you.

Nick!

You guys want to go to the dirt bike races?

Hey.

So where were we?

Well, listen, why don't we just call it a night? It's getting late. We can

discuss this poem next week.

Colin, I'm really sorry Nick ruined the meeting. It was all my fault.

Actually, I'm glad. I wanted a chance to talk to you alone.

It's the Pop -Tarts, right? That was Alex's idea. I asked him to get

No, no.

I loved the Pop -Tarts.

They were very... refreshing.

No, there's just something that I... I'd like to share with you.

Here.

Sit.

It's a poem that I brought.

I want to read it to you. I'd like to know what you think of it.

Sure, go ahead.

She walks in beauty, like the night of cloudless climes and starry skies,

and all that's best of dark and bright meet in her aspect and her eyes,

thus mellowed to that tender light which heaven to gaudy day denies.

Wow.

Mallory, will you go out with me?

Wow.

So much I want you to experience.

Wonderful thoughts.

Beautiful music.

I want to show you New York. The romance of Paris.

I want to show you the world.

All in one date?

How about next Friday?

Um, Colin, I'm really flattered, but... Well, I've been going out with Nick for

over a year now.

You don't have to give me your answer right away.

Just...

Think about it.

But... But now.

Not a word.

Hey, a successful trip to the pet store.

Since Andy can't have a dog, we got him... A fish.

A natural substitute.

Come on, Mom.

A fish can be as good a pet as a dog. Look at him. He's cute, he's frisky,

colorful. He's blimey.

Yes, but a fish can also be very trusting, very loyal.

Well, what are you going to name him, honey?

Mr. Fish.

No, no, we're going to name him Kissinger. No, we're going to name him

Come on, sweetheart. Let's take Lassie upstairs and put him in this bowl.

Oh, Andy, he says he really wants to see his new home.

Can we flush him down the toilet?

Hey, Mally, how was your day?

My day was like a thousand summers.

I walked through dappled sunlight as it danced across my shoulders.

A motley colored leaf fell silent at my feet.

It was more lovely than air you could imagine.

Did you pick up my cleaning?

Alex, can I ask you a question?

Yeah, sure. What's up?

How do you know when you're really in love?

I don't know. I get an inexplicable desire to spend money on a girl.

You know, I know I'm really lost when I...

Don't ask her to pay it back.

I know, but how do normal people know when they're in love?

Matt, why are you asking me this?

I've got a real problem.

It's Colin.

He really likes me.

What about Nick?

I don't know. Alex, all of a sudden, it seems like I might be wrong to be tied

down to one person.

Alex Cullen has made me realize that there's so much, so many experiences

to me now.

I don't know what to do.

Delivery for Mallory Keaton? Yeah, let's see.

Oh,

my love's like a red, red rose.

that's newly sprung in June.

Oh, my love, like a melody that's sweetly played in tune.

Love, Colin.

Isn't that sweet, Alan?

I say you dump both of them and start fresh in the morning.

Where did you get a dog biscuit?

Skippy.

Skippy? Skippy doesn't have a dog. What's he doing with dog biscuits?

His grandmother gives them to him when he does something right.

Where have you guys been?

Alex and I thought Kissinger looked a little lonely, so we went out to the

and found a little fish friend for him.

He's in a bucket in the kitchen. And, Andy, this new fish we're going to call

Bubbles.

No, I already named the new fish.

Agnew.

Come on, Andy, let's go meet the new fish.

Do I have to?

Oh, come on.

Lee, Jen, just go in and say hi.

Do I have to?

I'll just go in and tell poor little Bubbles you're too busy to welcome him

his new home.

Hey, Mel, how's it going?

The light broke like a burning ray upon my soul.

Noises filtered from beyond.

Pourquoi?

Pour quoi?

Let's go look at fish.

I'm with you.

It's a new poem I've been working on. It's called Pour quoi?

It's French, I think.

It is French.

And that makes you illiterate in two languages.

Colin says I have an uncommon gift for syntax.

You've seen a lot of Colin, haven't you?

He's just changed the way I look. Look at things, that's all.

I mean, no one like him ever took me seriously before.

It's so nice to be respected for your mind and your talent.

Oh, what ho? The door.

But pourquoi?

Why? Hey.

Um, hey.

Hey.

Nice flowers.

Oh, well, we grow these in the backyard, right, Alex?

Right, right.

Always been a dream of mine.

Next year, I'm planting begonias.

Love Colin?

That's the amazing thing. They came up with that card.

That's incredible.

All right, we don't grow them in the backyard.

They're from Colin.

The poetry wimp?

He's not a wimp. He's sophisticated, intelligent, and charming.

You like him. I like him.

Nick, do you ever think about life and literature and how language alters our

perception of reality?

Are you talking to me?

Hey, Nick.

Look, lately, since I've been at school, my views are changing, and I'm being

introduced to new ideas, and I'm meeting new people.

Like, uh, the Colin guy.

For one?

Yeah, that's cool. You know, it's good to meet a couple of wimps.

Nick, he asked me out.

And you told him no, right?

Not yet.

What do you mean, not yet?

I mean, I'm changing and I'm growing and I need some room right now.

Hey, you know, it's okay.

I see what's happening. You know, I'm an artist. You don't have to draw me a

picture. Okay, let me explain.

No, it's okay.

No, Nick. No, Mal.

It's all right, you know. You want room? I'll give you all the room in the

world, all right?

Later.

So in my veins, red life might stream again, and thou be conscience calmed.

See?

Here it is.

I hold it towards you.

I hate to keep harping on this one point, but this is another one of those

-rhymers.

Well, I think after Mr. Handelman's brilliant display, any other insights

be anticlimactic. We'll meet next Thursday at Dana's loft.

Mallory, would you mind staying for a while? There's something I want to talk

you about.

Sure. Colin, there's something I don't understand.

Somehow that doesn't surprise me.

So, I guess it's your choice. Huh, Mallory?

Congratulations.

I don't know what you're talking about. Well, you see, every year, Colin picks a

new freshman girl to sweep off her feet.

To make a star of.

And after a few months of romance, he dumps her. And Mallory, you're this

model.

Joyce, you couldn't be more wrong about Colin.

Take it from last year's model.

As soon as you're alone, he'll dim the lights.

Then he'll take out that book of poetry that he found in this ever so charming

shop outside of London.

Then he'll get that mandolin he found in Venice.

And start singing some ridiculous love song like, I gave my love a cherry.

He'll play a while, miss a note, laugh in that self -deprecating little way he

has.

He'll put the mandolin down and say, Joyce, or in your case,

Mallory.

touched my soul and I only feel complete when I'm with you.

Better go.

Lots of things, Sushong. Oh, I'd love some.

Here, take it home with you.

Thank you.

Come on, Mallory, let's go.

Skip, yeah, I can.

Mallory's going to be staying for a while, Skip. We're going to have a

session. Well, great. I'll stay, too. I can always use a little tutor.

I'll just call home and have my mom feed my turtles.

This is a private tutoring session, Skip.

Well, how come she gets to stay?

Good night, Skippy. Wait a minute.

Mallory drove me here.

Oh, this is a great apartment, Colin.

Ah, thanks.

I got a lot of the stuff traveling around the world.

And every time I look at one of them, I remember everything about the place

where I found it.

I know exactly what you're talking about. Every time I put on these shoes,

think of the mall.

Here.

I'll show you some of my favorite.

It's a book of poetry.

I got in this ever so charming shop just outside of London.

Lovely. And when I was in Venice, I found this fantastic mandolin.

I gave my love a

cherry that had no stone.

I gave...

Mallory, in some real way, I feel you've touched my soul.

And I only feel complete when I'm with you.

Really? Really.

More than last year's touching of the souls with Joyce?

I don't understand.

I cannot believe it. I'm so stupid. I actually convinced myself you thought it

was special.

Mallory. But I had something to offer. I was nothing but a plaything to you.

Mallory, why don't we sit down, have some tea, and we can talk about this. I

really hope you enjoyed yourself, Colin. I do, because I'll tell you something.

I learned more. tonight than I ever did in your stupid poetry class.

You could have at least learned a new song.

Elise.

Bad news.

Mr. Fish is missing.

Missing? The new fish is there, but he's not talking.

Dad.

I want you to brace yourself.

Agnew ate Kissinger.

It was really cool, Dad.

Bubbles was swallowing him.

Jennifer, take him away.

All right, Dad, I say we skip the trial.

I say we fillet Bubbles now.

poetry reading go? It didn't.

What happened?

Mom, I thought Colin really liked me, and I thought that I really liked him.

All he wanted was for me to become one of the precious things he's collected on

his travels.

I'm sorry, honey.

How could I be so stupid? I didn't belong in that poetry group.

Now, that's not true. You belong there just as much as anybody else. You were

really enjoying that group, and you were doing well, too.

Poor Colin. was a good poem you know mom before i started grant i was really

nervous about fitting in all of a sudden i went this group and i'm having

intellectual talks with someone like colin and it made me feel smart made me

feel special i wanted to be that person so badly i was just ready to turn my

back on who i am you are growing up honey

There are going to be a lot of false starts, you know, a lot of

a lot of pain.

But these detours, they make up the texture of your life, you know. They

you what all your different options are, all the different things that you can

become.

I don't know if I can handle it, Mom.

Oh, honey, every woman's got a Colin Spencer in her past.

You?

Yeah, I...

Mine's name was Granville Mitchell.

I met him in ballet class. He was a senior. I was a freshman.

He told me I could dance like Isadora Duncan.

Well, you're laughing at me.

Sorry.

The point is that out of that disaster developed a love for dance that stayed

with me the rest of my life.

Now, you have a new interest in poetry.

Don't give it up just because of Colin Spencer.

You know, Mom, the worst part is that I really hurt Nick.

He's always loved me for who I am, and I never have to put on an act.

You know, I never have to pretend I'm something I'm not.

Nick's special that way.

Come on.

Let's go up. Go ahead. I'll be up in a minute.

Nick?

Hi, it's me.

Do you want to go get some tacos?

Sit, Ubu, sit.

Good dog.