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I thought we were friends.

Damien ditched me after the party, so...

Strongest drug I'm on is double macchiato.

I have decided to set my
sights on Bass lndustries.

It's not just his disloyalty.
It's his pomposity.

And the fact that you slept with him?

Oh, well, that was a long
time ago, and it was fleeting.

You wanted an internship.
I wanted this one.

I stupidly thought that this
fake friendship might be real.

I suggested that you be
promoted to replace me.

Blair, you wanted it all.
You just got it.

I got a phone call from your friend Blair.

So I've decided to give
you a second chance.

You need to do what's right
for Thorpe Enterprises.

I want you to give Chuck a chance

to be part of the new company.

I don't need Chuck's help
to run Bass lndustries.

Yes, you do.

What about your family?

What if us being together
drives them all away?

I don't think it will,

but that's a risk I'm
willing to take if you are.

It's cold out there, but
on the Upper East Side,

things are heating up,

because Valentine's Day
is around the corner.

Please don't tell me
you're leaving already.

Between classes at
Columbia or your job at "W."

the only proof that I have you still exist

is the faint trace of
Chanel in the morning.

I'm so sorry, S.

But if I can turn this
into a permanent job,

it'll knock 6 months off my 2-year plan.

Are you sure you're not
just burying yourself in work

to avoid thinking about tomorrow?

Tomorrow? I don't even
know what day today is.

Last year, Chuck and I
honored Valentine's Day

by staging our very own bacchanal.

And no, there were no goats,

if that's the look that just
fluttered across your face.

But this year, I'm sitting out "V" day

to focus on my career,

as is Chuck with his fake
relationship with Raina Thorpe.

Right, but I thought
you reached out to Raina

and told her that Chuck's
feelings were real.

He needed to get back in her good graces,

and I knew exactly how to get him there.

Chuck and I may need some
time to forge our own paths

before we risk a romantic rejoining,

but we're still there for each other.

And what about you and Ben?

It must be very special for
him, spending Valentine's Day

with someone other than his cellie.

We decided to sit it out, too.

We just started dating.
It's too much pressure.

Hey, why don't you and I have
a friends Valentine's Day?

Manis, macaroons, massages?

Uh, it sounds amazing. I'll let you know.

But... if the 2-year plan
wins out, will you be okay?

I'll be fine.

I'm glad you agreed to this
brunch with Chuck and Lily.

It shows a lot of good
faith on their part.

I mean, we came in with guns blazing,

and they responded with an olive branch.

More like olive bread.

I agreed to a meal, Raina.
That's it.

I don't trust the Basses.
They don't operate like we do.

They're a family, just like us.

The Lily I remember didn't have
a maternal bone in her body.

Family was just about money and power.

Well, I hope hosting this brunch
proves to you once and for all

I have the company's
best interests at heart.

And also elegantly forces
the enemy to come to you.

Yes, Sun Tzu is right beside
Emily post on my bookshelf.

But, Charles, don't let
your feelings for Raina

affect your judgment. We have
to be careful with the Thorpes.

Believe me, I know.

Don't worry. I'm not
banking on their sympathy.

Welcome.

So... is anyone hungry?

How's the job search going?

I think the check the "have you
ever committed a felony?" box

limits my options.

But yours seem to be improving.

I'm sorry if I overstepped.

The article was just sitting there.

Being single while living
with the guy seeing your ex?

We nailed the awkwardness.

Yeah, well, it's very fresh.

It's a good thing Serena and I decided

not to do anything for Valentine's Day.

I can't afford to take her out anyway.

Well, you already read how
awkward I feel about this,

but, um, with me,

she was always happy to just
play pool and drink beer.

Right now I couldn't
even afford to do that.

Uh... well, you know what?

I used to work for a catering company.

They could always use an
extra hand around a holiday.

I could make a call. It's good money.

And... and no offense, but
judging from my past coworkers,

I think they have the "don't
ask, don't tell" policy

regarding felons.

Uh, thanks. Appreciate that.

Uh, and, you... what's
next for the article?

Uh, well, I e-mailed my
Conde' Nast contact, Epperly,

but I got an auto response

saying she doesn't work there anymore,

so I gotta... I gotta Facebook her.

I don't know about the cater-waiter me,

but the teacher me thinks

maybe you should step out
from behind the computer

and find out who the new Epperly is

and give her the article in person.

Huh. The new Epperly.
I hadn't thought about that.

As part of W's" online expansion,

Stefano wants to kick off a new feature...

Bright young thing.

We'll follow an "It"
girl one night a month

as she navigates the
Manhattan social scene.

Our inaugural "It" girl
needs to be special,

as should her Valentine's Day plans.

Blair, you're friends with
Serena Van Der Woodsen?

Yes. Well, D, Serena definitely is "It,"

but what if there was someone fabulous

that we could break ourselves?

Someone like... Raina Thorpe.

Daughter of Russell?

I like it. Keep going.

Well, she's typically shunned publicity,

which makes her an even bigger get.

So if I could come through...

I'd recommend Stefano consider
your trial period over.

I'll have her by lunch.

Hey.

How well do you know Raina Thorpe?

Um, not at all.

Do you know where she is right now?

I'm guessing you do.

At your house.

Where my mother lives.
No way. We're still at war.

And why are you asking anyway?

Because I need to do a story
on Raina for the magazine

tomorrow night.

Okay, well, why don't
you just ask her yourself?

After the Chuck thing,
doesn't she owe you a favor?

Yes, but she's not answering her phone,

and I can't leave the office.

Besides, it's better this way.
Just two "It" girls talking.

And explain that you'll
do the profile yourself.

Right, because this is all
really just a favor to me

and not a convoluted way for you

to keep your eye on Raina
and Chuck on Valentine's Day?

Mm, I hadn't thought of that.
Thank you!

Lily, everything was
delicious, especially the eggs.

Ah, Spanish tortilla.

That's perfect after a late night

or a breakfast in bed
after too much Rioja.

Thank you, Russell.

Um, here in America,
we call it a frittata.

Did I just hear your dad laugh?

I told you this would work.

I'm going in.

Okay.

Mr. Thorpe, we're all very grateful

we have found a buyer for Bass lndustries

that we can all approve of.

And though it may be your instinct

to keep the company
under the Thorpe umbrella,

that might be a mistake.

The Bass name has equity.

I'd like the chance to prove
that all in one night...

Tomorrow, to be exact.

I've leased a landmark
mansion outside the city.

It's a destination.
You travel to get there,

and the reservations are made before.

And what do people get when they arrive?

Imagine you're at a club.

Forget the year, the continent.

You don't want the night to end.

In this case, it doesn't have to.

When the time is right,

you drift upstairs to a private room.

Spend the night or just a
few hours. It's up to you.

But, uh, what makes you
think people will show up?

It sounds like you need
a big marketing push

just to get the word out.

No marketing.

I say where and when, people show up.

If I can prove to you

the Bass brand has a quantifiable worth,

will you look at my business plan?

It shows how you can
keep the company together

under the Bass name,

with my involvement.

I'll put a pin in my current plans for...

36 hours.

If this thing you've planned succeeds,

we'll talk.

You nailed it.

I'll see you at the hotel, dad.

Serena. We weren't expecting you.

I'm here to see Raina.

Hey, we haven't officially met,

but our mutual friend Blair Waldorf

wants to talk to you.
She'll explain everything.

Um...

Blair has to follow a socialite
around on Valentine's Day.

It's for work, she
figured you wouldn't mind

since everything with
Raina is, you know...

I know what?

Oh. Blair was wrong.

You do have feelings for Raina.

I do.

I have something spectacular
planned for tomorrow night.

Uh-oh. B's in for a
shock when she finds out

what she thought was as fake as a c.Z.

Is actually as real as Harry Winston.

Oh, my gosh.

All the shoppers on
Madison are so stressed.

It's like the entire future of
humanity lies in the balance.

"Should I get him boxers or cologne?"

"Are red roses cliche?"

"If I hide the ring in
her food, will she choke?"

I'm so happy we're
sidestepping Valentine's.

You sure? It's not very romantic.

Speak for yourself.

I have a hot date with my blu-ray player.

What about you? What are you doing?

Believe it or not, I am working.

Really? Ben, that's great. Where?

Uh, it's nothing big, but it's a start.

Oh, let me guess. Uh,
at a publishing house?

Tutoring service?

Um... you're doing
research for a Professor?

You'd be so good at that.

Uh... I... how'd you know?

So which one is it?

Tutoring.

Well, all you have to do
is get one kid into an Ivy,

and your phone will be
ringing off the hook.

I have to go meet a friend,
but I'll see you on the 15th

when all this craziness
is over. Happy tutoring.

Thanks. Uh, I'll talk to you later.

Hey, there you are. Listen,
we need to talk to you.

Not now, Archibalds.
Russell bit.

My party tomorrow needs to be legendary

if I'm going to secure my
place after the takeover.

Forget it.

Whatever Russell Thorpe
promised you is a lie.

I think I'll take my advice from someone

not interested in grinding
an ax across my knuckles,

if you don't mind.

After you and Nate tried to
get me fired, I realized that

your actions weren't completely
unwarranted, so I asked to be

taken off of all Bass
business, and Thorpe agreed.

But this morning I was copied on
a report I shouldn't have been.

It was a breakdown of
how Russell's gonna sell

your company for parts and
who he's selling them to.

Your intel's stale. We
brokered a deal at brunch.

Russell promised to
postpone those meetings.

Just confirmed one an hour ago.

And something else.

I dug around accounting.

Bass lndustries is more
profitable kept whole.

So why is Thorpe
determined to slice it up?

Russell didn't become a billionaire

by making money-losing decisions.

Look, you told me he had
issues with Bart, right?

So maybe it isn't a business
decision. Maybe it's personal.

So you sound pretty
excited about tomorrow,

like maybe it's not just another night

of hanging out with
Chuck, business as usual?

I guess that's true.

At first, it was purely for the sex.

Oh, that's Chuck.

No, I meant me.

Chuck was just trying to get
me to help him with my father.

"Was"? But now?

Things have gotten kind of serious.

I wanna find an amazing dress

and totally take his breath away.

Oh, well, that... that does sound serious.

So how about a little
help? It's overwhelming.

Oh, well, the secret about these places

is that they always keep
the best stuff in the back,

which is why I called ahead.

What do you think?

Ohh. Wow. That's the one.
Our work here is done.

No need to try this one,
even though I love the detail.

I actually really love this dress.

Then try it on. You can
wear it tomorrow to the club.

Oh, no, I wish, but I have other plans.

Something's better
than a Chuck Bass party?

If Serena Van Der Woodsen
isn't going, maybe he was

exaggerating the value
of his so-called brand.

No, it's not that. It's just...

I'm in a new relationship,

but we're trying to keep things simple.

Ah. You know how it is.

Yeah.

Speaking of, are you sure it's a good idea

for you and Chuck to be
doing this thing for "W."?

I normally pass on all publicity,

but Blair asked me, so I couldn't say no.

I know how important she is to Chuck,

and she knows how important
I am to him, too, obviously.

So I'm glad there's no weirdness there.

Well, actually, there
may be some weirdness.

Blair still has feelings for Chuck,

so if she follows you
around on Valentine's Day,

she's gonna be hurt.

And if she finds out I ever told you this,

I'll be hurt.

I hope my best friend
would do the same for me.

Your secret's safe.

I do hate to cancel last minute, though.

Well, I'm sure she'll understand.

Besides, before "W."
gave her this assignment,

she wanted to spend
Valentine's Day with me anyway,

so...

Waldorf.

Where's the new Epperly?

You're looking at her.

Oh, God, what'd you do to her?

She's in a better place.

She's in Bali doing downward dogs

with some British Wally named prat

or prat named Wally.

In any case, she quit.

That's great. My only
contact at Conde Nast

has been replaced by a stapler stealer.

And I will staple whatever's in
your sweaty hand to your jeans

if you don't leave this instant.

What's in my hand is an article.

Epperly said she'd get it to "Details."

I'm assuming you can't do the same.

I-I did... I did kinda
get this job for you.

Only after you got me fired.

How many times must I repeat myself?

We are not friends. Just because
we went to go see a movie...

Or five together does mean that
I'll go out on a limb for you.

Okay, well, how about I
just drop it in your in-box?

As you can see, I don't have time

to read faux-ticles by wannabe writers.

Blair, please.

I'll apply for another
internship if I have to

and get back in the ring with you.

Remember our little wrestling match?

How about you apply yourself to
a job more within your breeding?

Isn't there a bat mitzvah girl

somewhere in need of a Shirley temple?

No, actually, I gave my
cater-waiter contact to Ben.

He's doing Martha
Stewart's Valentine's party.

Raina, hi. I have those advanced questions

like you asked for. Should I fax them?

I'm really sorry, Blair,

but I'm not gonna be
able to do the profile.

What? Why?

I should have never agreed to
do a social piece. I just...

Think it's not a good idea.

Guess you'll have time
to read my article now.

Chuck, hello.

Hey, I was just wondering...

Do you actually know
why my father hates mine?

I always assumed it was
a business deal gone bad,

but maybe there's more to it.

I don't think so.

My dad's too much of a gentleman
to hold a grudge, and honestly,

I don't even know how serious
they were... either of them.

I was at penn at the time.

Why? What did Lily say?

Lily? Say about what?

You don't know? She
and my dad used to date.

She left him for your father.

Looks like this was one love letter

Lily didn't want anyone else to read.

Hey, thanks for meeting me.

I'm surprised my dad and
Lily let you out of the house,

even for food.

Oh, well, it might have something to do

with my volunteering or,
uh, voluntary drug testing.

Look, the schnitzel's on me.
I'm sorry about lying last week.

Oh, thanks. Have you heard from Damien?

Uh, no, actually. Uh,
knowing the amBassador,

after you told him Damien was dealing,

I'm sure he was exiled to some very cold,

very distant country. You know who else

I haven't heard from,
though, is, uh, is Jonathan.

See, I... I knew he probably
didn't wanna talk to me again,

but I-I thought he'd at least
return my call and tell me so.

Well, leaving a message for
someone isn't very romantic.

Have you thought about
doing something big for him

or show him how much you wanna see him?

Like what?

Like inviting him to Chuck's event.

Uh, I am not going to Chuck's event.

I have a hot date with a
vehicle filled with hot meals.

I would feel sorry for myself
except I am delivering food

to people too sick to cook.

Oh, hey, at least it would be original.

So make the play, man. Go
out in a blaze of glory...

Or at least a double-parked panel van.

Ah, yeah, I really
should take my own advice.

Why? Who do you wanna
spend Valentine's Day with?

Blair.

No, it's not... no, no,
no. It's not like that.

It's, uh... I... I need
her help with something.

You could be waiting a long time.

You're right, which is
why I'm gonna find her

at the party tonight.

May both our fortunes
change for the better.

Can I interest you in some nucky?

I snuck out of work early to
catch up on "Boardwalk Empire."

I need a primer on how to
do business with Chicago.

Raina won't recommit.

I didn't realize the profile
was that big of a deal.

She seemed so into it at first.

I need to find out why she backed out.

Well, if the profile isn't happening,

we can do that friends
Valentine's like I suggested.

Well, I'd hate to have
nothing planned, but first,

Ben is prison-poor. Who
is showering you with gifts

on Valentine's Day?

Just my mom.

She was glad that I came
by. Thank you for sending me.

I'm gonna go call the masseuse.

This won't take long, Russell.
I know you're a busy man.

Good.

I believe there's something
standing in the way

of Bass lndustries' survival...
something of a personal matter.

To what exactly are you referring?

I know Lily broke your heart.

She broke my father's heart, too.

I wanna be clear.

My loyalty is with the Bass name only.

That's a lovely sentiment,
but what does it mean?

I'll do whatever it takes
to stay in the company.

If Lily is an obstacle, I'll handle it.

Saying it is one thing, Chuck.

Following through is an
entirely different matter.

The woman adopted you
after your father died.

She's the only family you have.

Holmberg? Chuck Bass.
Gather the board.

It's been brought to my attention

that Lily failed to disclose

a significant conflict of interest

with Thorpe Enterprises.

It needs to be handled immediately.

I'll explain when I'm back.

Yet again, I'm impressed.

Stay the course.

And I see no reason to believe
that you and your legacy

won't be well taken care of
when the sale goes through.

Thank you, sir.

Hey.

Aren't you a little
overdressed for hot stones?

Donna called. She needs me at work.

Oh, this is terrible.

The masseuse is already on her way.

I was really looking forward
to spending time with you.

You have no idea how much.

S., cancel the masseuse and go to Chuck's.

No one should be alone tonight,

and it would mean a lot
to him to have you there,

not because you're an "It" girl,

but because he considers you family.

Well, I told Ben that I was staying in,

but he's tutoring, so he won't mind.

Tutoring? Are you sure?

Don't make fun. He was so nervous,

he didn't even wanna tell
me. I think it's noble.

No, of course you do, and you should.

Tutoring is great.

Now go put on your sexiest dress

and treat yourself to a night out.

Thank you for saving me
from a Valentine's Day

even more depressing
than the movie about it

I was gonna watch.

Can we please have
friend time after, though?

I think it'll be too late for that.

I'm sorry.

"Love Actually" and the
Jacques Torres fondue

will have to wait.

I just got off the
phone with Pete Holmberg.

There was an emergency meeting
of the Bass board. I'm being

accused of an ethics violation
and conflict of interest.

Well, stand up for
yourself. Don't let Thorpe

get away with that.

It wasn't Thorpe. It was
Charles. He had me removed

from the board effective immediately.

What are you gonna do?

I don't know what deal he cut with Thorpe,

but it is not the way to win.

Yes, hello. I'm calling
on behalf of Chuck Bass.

His friend Dan Humphrey sent
over a new employee today...

Ben Donovan.

Mr. Bass wants to be sure

that Ben is only working his event tonight

and nowhere else.

Can you see to it? Thank you so much.

2,500 bucks a head,

and it's filled to capacity.
This place is a gold mine.

I know how to tap a vein.

A few days ago, this was pillow talk.

Look at the ways you inspire me.

You're the one who pulled it off.

No one's gonna forget tonight.

Go get some b-roll of the food and drink,

and be discreet. We are not TMZ.

Humphrey, what are you doing here?

Stalking you, actually.

You didn't, by chance, read my article?

I don't need to. I know what
it's about... a boy from Brooklyn

and an untouchable Upper East Side blonde.

Well, uh, as a matter of fact...

I work at "W." now. I'm
an arbiter of taste.

If I were to stand behind
some lame Humphrey lamentation,

then it would be like showing up

at an accessories shoot in crocs.

How do you know it's lame?
You haven't read it. Maybe...

Maybe I've matured as a
writer, or maybe you've matured

as a person and can help someone out

who really needs it just because
it's the right thing to do.

If you'll excuse me, I have a
Valentine's vendetta to exact.

Where the hell is my crew?

There she is. Start rolling.

What the hell are you doing?

I thought you were gonna
be working all night.

I am. "W." sent me here with a cameraman

to get good stuff for the blog,

and if I go back with only
footage of Amanda Lepore

and Ed Burns, then my 2-year
plan might as well become 20.

Okay, fine, they can interview me,

but please tell them to keep it brief.

Thank you, thank you, and it
will be over before you know it.

Can we get some light over here, please?

Lily. Looking beautiful as always.

Oh, spare me the niceties, Russell.

I'm here to speak to Charles.

He's off with Raina somewhere.

You know, they're a wonderful
couple, don't you think?

What I think is that whatever
it is you're up to appears

to be working, and my son
should know that. Excuse me.

Sorry to interrupt, but, uh,
we need to have a little talk.

You realize you're the worst wingman ever.

Well, maybe so,

but I hope you see I'm
trying to be a good father.

I came here tonight to
find Russell, say hello,

and hand in my resignation.

Since I kept you from your trip to Venice,

I thought I'd bring Venice to you.

How did you know?

I saw your calendar.

Buona sera, arrigo.

Your favorites from Harry's bar.

I can't believe you did this for me.

When I care about someone,
I'm not afraid to show it.

Hello, Daniel.

Have you seen Charles?

And any resort plans this season?

Uh, Mystique, maybe? I don't know.

I haven't really thought about it.

Shoe of the moment.

Uh, Louboutin "Bianca."

Are we almost done?

Have you asked her who her Valentine is?

We were instructed to ask everyone.

Uh, I'm not gonna answer that.

I'd like to keep my private life private.

But you do have a special someone...

Ben Donovan. He's standing
at the bar right now.

Or make that behind it.
Don't be embarrassed, S.

It's okay to below the line.
Madonna and Julia Roberts

paved the way for girls like you.

So much for the quiet night at home.

And I thought you were tutoring.

I wasn't. I just didn't
know how to tell you.

Tell me what?

You go, Serena.

Give that convict a
chance to explain himself.

Before Ben was serving drinks,
he served three years hard time.

In fact, he's been out on
parole for what, a month?

Ben, please, wait.

- Okay, that's enough. Let's go.
- You know, I think that we've seen enough

of each other tonight.

Lily, how dare you just barge in here.

This place is supposed to be my fantasy?

All I wish for is the truth.
Why did you have me fired?

You should've told me about
your relationship with Russell.

If you were so concerned, why
didn't you ask me about it?

He has no bearing on my
performance at Bass lndustries.

How can you be sure?
Maybe your emotions

clouded your judgment.
It wouldn't be the first time.

What?

We both know you're a
socialite, not a businesswoman.

You traded musicians
for titans of industry,

upgraded from a tour
bus to a corporate jet.

I'm sorry, but I had to.

I've done nothing but try to
salvage that company for you.

I stepped in so Jack
wouldn't take it away,

and every day since, I
have fought for your future.

If we had stuck together
on this, we would've won.

It looks like I did, anyway.

No, you haven't, Charles. You've lost,

and I'm not talking about
your battle with Thorpe.

Please, that adoption was
as much a business decision

as this was.

Chuck. That's enough.

Wait. Where are you going?

Anywhere but here.

You almost cost me my company.

You'd better not have cost me Raina.

Whatever price you pay
for what you've done,

that's on you.

I see you're a man of your word.

I said I'd get rid of Lily. I did.

Too bad words are overrated.

What?

Now that Lily's been
ousted from the board,

it's just you and me.
And as much I like you,

I think I'll like dismantling
Bass lndustries a lot more.

Now you have no company,

no family, and from what I just saw,

my daughter's lost her taste as well.

Great party, by the way.

You think Raina will
keep you on that pedestal

once she learns what you've done?

Go find out.

I think you know how much
family means to Raina,

just as she now knows...

How little it means to you.

One lonely Bass adrift at sea.

Looks like Venice isn't the
only thing that's sinking.

Blair.

I can't believe you ambushed me,
and why? For a leg up at work?

Is your career really more
important than our friendship?

Obviously you don't think
my career is important at all

since you forced Raina to back out

just so you didn't have to
be alone on Valentine's Day.

That's not why I did
it. I had a good reason.

You can't stand that I'm
getting successful while you're

flailing around with 15
hours of class and an ex-con.

That's not true. I couldn't be
more proud of your job at "W."

I wanted to protect you from seeing

Chuck and Raina together
on Valentine's Day.

For the last time, he's
using her. It's not real.

It's just business. How
come no one believes me?

Blair.

Look, you know what?

I'm gonna go get him so
he can tell you himself.

Russell.

Ah! Howard.

You're fired.

What? On what grounds?
I mean, I was actually

coming over here to quit anyway, but...

You leaked a private document.

Granted, that's exactly what
I wanted you to do, but still.

I can't have someone around I don't trust.

Take care of yourself.

What just happened?

Blair.

I'm looking for Chuck. What is this place?

Uh, he built it for Raina.

Oh. He's pretty serious about this game.

Oh, I don't... I don't... I don't
really think it's a game. It's...

Raina, I just need five minutes.

Shh! I'm only here

because I refuse to make
this anyone else's business.

Look, I'm sorry you had to
witness that scene with Lily.

I'm not the one you need to apologize to.

You went behind Lily's
back. You disrespected her.

Is this what you do... wonderful things

for people you care about
before you turn on them?

Look, you put family before
all else. I can't do that.

My father was never there for me.

My mother abandoned and betrayed me.

My Uncle is my worst enemy.

But maybe your father isn't
as perfect as you think.

What are you saying?

He's the reason I went after Lily.

He pitted me against her.

So you're trying to turn me against him?

Destroy my relationship?

Nothing is sacred to you.

That's not true. You are sacred to me.

Until I do something you don't like

and you turn on me, too.

Give me a chance to show you
that's not who I am. Please.

I'm sorry.

I've seen all I needed to see.

Rubies are red. Hydrangeas are blue.

Chuck's given his heart away...

Wow, he's good.

But guess what, Blair? Not to you.

Shut up, Humphrey.

Well...

They're not Richart,

but they're all I could find at this hour.

I was gonna leave them on your pillow.

Blair, please, it's been
a long night. I'm tired.

You were right.

Chuck and Raina are
real. Were real, anyway.

I know that chocolates from Duane Reade

won't make it any better,
but... I'm so sorry.

Well, maybe I made the wrong decision

in going to Raina first instead of you,

but I was worried about
your heart, not your job.

I knew that you'd bounce back
stronger than ever at "W."

You may be right. Donna texted me.

She said your profile's gonna be amazing.

Well, I'm sorry if I'm not
thrilled you got an "a"-plus

at Ben's expense.

After mentioning I'd stumbled

across some incriminating Facebook photos,

the interviewer wisely agreed to redact

the Ben part of the article.

I'm sure he'd really appreciate that

if he ever speaks to me again.

You're gonna be okay alone?

Not yet, but I need to
start learning to be.

Go have fun with your parolee.

Maybe it's a secret Valentine.

Hello?

Why the hell would you do that?

Well, this way, I can
initiate a whole new round

of pestering you to submit it.

But I already did... yesterday.

I gave your article to a junior editor

at "Vanity Fair," not "Details."

I'm assuming that won't be a problem?

Wait.
So you submitted it without reading?

Of course I read it.

I have a reputation to uphold.

And you still put me through the wringer?

It was... good.

Mm, I'm sorry. What'd you just say?

You heard me. It was... sharp

and well observed.

When it comes to experiencing
an ex with a new love,

you have some insight.

Mm. How... how are you
doing with all that?

Uh... just seeking refuge

with the perfect
anti-Valentine's Day movie...

"Rosemary's Baby."

What part are you at? I'll watch with you.

Forgive me if I've memorized
some of Ruth Gordon's dialogue.

Uh, okay, all of it.

It just started.

Lesson learned.

"Wall Street" didn't need a sequel.

In the theater or in my life.

Now I just have to find
something between manual labor

and high finance.

Wish I'd been wrong about Thorpe.

Wish I had a company I could put you in.

Now one good thing I realized tonight...

I still got game.

As soon as Russell fired me,
I had to turn over my key card.

So I gave him one...

To the gym at The Empire.

This...

Is to Thorpe's office.

And this...

All the passwords you need.

They change them weekly on Thursdays,

so that should give you a good 48 hours.

Good luck.

Way to go.

A Valentine can be a
red-hot weapon of revenge...

Or a heartfelt apology.

Thanks for comin'.

I should've told you I was waitering.

I should have owned it.

Well, I should've given you the chance

and not put words in your mouth.

Hey. It's still Valentine's
Day for... another ten minutes.

Maybe we can share 'em together?

I made enough money tonight
to buy us some beers.

Sounds great... except for the beer part.

It's Valentine's Day.
We should have champagne.

Well, have you ever
heard of a black velvet?

That is champagne mixed with beer.

Uh, delicious... or not.

Serena.

I just came over to thank you

for saying all those nice
things to us the other night...

My point is, paranoia can save your life.

Oh, so she was supposed to know

that her husband was gonna
sell their firstborn to a coven?

The woman couldn't be more naive.

I mean, who eats unsolicited desserts?

Mm, point taken. The...
the mousse was creepy.

Do you know how many gloves
I've lost on the subway?

Well, you do often seem cursed.

I do, don't I?

Or sometimes

there's a way to candy-coat
the fact you're all alone.

You know, I got more hugs
tonight from strangers

than my grandmother's
doled out my entire life,

which I guess is comforting,

but it's not exactly Valentine's Day.

No, but you still might get one.

A guy came by earlier and asked for you.

Cute guy, brown hair.

Said you'd know who he was.

He's waiting around the corner.

Have fun.

Well, then I'll... I'm gonna... go...

Yeah. And, uh...

Thank you, Eric.

Jonathan?

Miss me?

Okay, look, I want nothing to do with you,

all right, Damien?

You think I wanted Dan and Nate
to rat me out to my own father?

Now I'm under a microscope,
and that is a big, big problem.

Yeah, that's an occupational hazard.

Listen to me. You're not
understanding what I'm saying.

It's also a problem for you.

Remember when you had all
that stuff on your mind

when we first started
hanging out together...

What you told me about your mom and Ben?

Well...

Perjury is a felony,

and, well,

Lily could be spending
a lot of time in jail

if, say, I were to... tell everybody.

Here's what we're gonna do.

But whatever your Valentine's Day brings,

never forget that some years,

it's a massacre.

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