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[dramatic music]

No! Jack!

I don't love you, Blair Rose.

And I haven't loved you for one day in my entire life!

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[gasp]

I time traveled to five years ago?

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It's time for revenge.

Jack is cheating on me with Connie.

I'm not marrying Jack anymore.

[gasp]

Why?

Am I losing my mind or is that Nathan Forbes?

I need you to help me destroy Jack completely

and I want to make sure you get something in return.

And what's in it for you, Miss Rose?

You, hopefully.

It's fine.

He can run against me all he wants,

but I'm the one you're marrying.

You're mine, right?

Nathan.

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[smack]

You bitch!

Well, who the fuck is going to marry you instead, huh?

I'll marry her any day.

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[knocking]

- Excuse me, can we get some help over here?

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[knocking]

- Oh my gosh, this dress.

- I'm definitely getting these.

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[camera shutter]

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- I'm the VIP sales manager here.

- Perfect, can you add this dress

and then the shoes my friend just tried on to the top?

Oh, also, we'll just take all of this.

- Yeah.

- Mm-hmm.

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- You know what?

- No, not for a couple of shameless thieves.

- What?

- I can smell a gold digger from miles away

and a thief from even farther.

- Are you accusing us of stealing?

We're gonna pay for all of this.

- No, you won't.

This card that you gave me, this belongs to Nathan Forbes.

Neither of you are Nathan Forbes,

and I don't know which one of you crawled into his bed

and stole it,

but he sure as hell didn't give it to you.

- Do you know who we are?

- Save it for the police.

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- [coughs]

- You mean our card?

What the hell?

- I'm gonna get you fired.

- Yes, yes, I have two con women here

using Nathan Forbes' black card.

- Yes, that Nathan Forbes.

- Oh, I am sure they stole it.

I am positive.

Please send security as soon as possible.

Yeah, I'll call Amex.

Thank you.

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♪ ♪

- You can have it. You can have it all.

The right hand.

- Phone?

- I'm sorry.

You're always bossing me around like I'm on your payroll.

[clears throat]

Nathan Forbes, the chosen one here.

Ah, yeah, he tends to do that pretty--

Wait, how much?

Nathan, you'll want to hear this.

- Which bank is it?

- It's your Amex, bro.

Somebody just put $150K on your black card.

- It's a car, right?

- No, at the department store.

- There's two of them.

- Yeah, I'm--I'm with them.

Sure, we'll head there now.

Dude, Amex think two randoms got ahold of your card

and just went crazy.

I don't--I don't know what's going on.

- I told her it was for medical fees.

- Do you think Blair Rose is messing with me?

- Nathan, what are you talking about?

- I gotta go.

I gotta go get my future wife.

- What?

- Out of trouble.

- What?

- Your future what?

- Hey, Phil, I think I'm, uh--

I think I'm getting married.

- Please stay.

- Miss, I'm gonna need to see some IDs.

- IDs?

We don't carry IDs.

No one knows who we are.

- Not everyone.

How did you get this black card?

- Nathan Forbes gave it to us.

What else do you think?

- Please, next you're gonna say Nathan Forbes

is in love with you.

He is our biggest VIP,

and he has never, ever given this out.

You two are a bunch of thieves.

Guard, take them away until the police get here.

- Wait, what?

- My name is Blair Rose.

Just let me make a call.

- Parents only moment.

You guys are gonna regret this.

- If she's Blair Rose,

then I'm Nathan Forbes' girlfriend.

- I actually prefer being called Mr. Forbes.

Especially given that you're a stranger

and not my girlfriend.

- Mr. Forbes, I'm so sorry.

I didn't expect you to come in person.

These gold diggers--

- Gold diggers?

- Mm-hmm.

- Her?

- Yes, they were basically buying everything

in the store on your black card,

and I knew you would never give it out.

- You're absolutely right.

I would never give out my black card

because I'm very terrified of gold diggers.

Especially those who spend 150K on clothes

instead of medical supplies,

like I intended.

- Is that what she did?

How shameless!

- Unless, of course,

that gold digger is your future wife.

- Of course.

- Wait, what?

- Mm-hmm.

- Mr. Forbes!

- What can I say?

Happy wife, happy life, right?

- I'm so sorry.

If I had known.

If they had told me--

- We did.

- Or we tried to.

- Mr. Forbes!

I'm so sorry!

Please, I can't afford to lose these.

- Don't ask me.

Ask her.

That's Blair Rose.

Her family owns the entire mall.

- Mr. Forbes, I'm so sorry.

Mr. Forbes, I'm so sorry!

Please, please!

I'm so sorry!

You look beautiful together!

- 150K?

Really?

In your own mall?

- I thought Nathan Forbes

was known for his generosity.

- I sure am.

I just can't help but to think

that you're messing with me.

We both know you didn't need my money.

- Well, I just had to make sure

that you deserved all the hype.

- You know, I always thought

you were just another boring, rich girl.

No offense.

- Not taken.

- It's almost like after that accident,

you've become a whole new person.

I see you in a different light.

Where's this Blair been all my life?

- Maybe I am a whole new person.

What matters is I'm here now.

- And...

how do I know

that you're not playing me?

- You don't.

You'll just have to bet on me.

- First, I got to have a savior

from the hands of that saleswoman,

and second, the security guard.

What's next, I'm gonna have

to break you out of jail?

That's quite the bet, B.

- Well, high risk, high reward.

- Well, I look forward to it then.

- What did I miss?

- We were just saying bye.

- Bye.

(phone ringing)

- Hey, I need you to do something for me.

Send one of your gangsters

to follow Jack Marshall.

- Isn't that Blair Rose's fiancee?

Don't tell me you've been acting

so weird because of her.

- She's been head over heels with him

her whole life.

Something changed.

I gotta know what.

- What? Why?

- Phil, just get it done for me, all right?

- Ugh, I really thought Nathan

was the douchebag, not Jack.

How could I be so blind?

Maybe it doesn't have to be

just transaction.

What am I thinking?

It's Nathan Forbes.

- Blair, baby.

What were you doing in there?

- It's not what it looks like.

- What do you mean?

What do you think it looks like?

- Nothing.

I heard from Connie that you were

hit by Nathan Forbes,

so I came to check on you,

but you weren't home,

but I ran into Connie instead,

and so we hung out.

- You heard from Connie?

I just, I didn't realize you were

so close to my little cousin.

- Blair, baby.

Your cousin's my cousin.

Of course we're close.

And we're just worried about you.

- So worried that you went to check on me

in her bedroom?

- No, no.

- He was just coming to bring you this.

It's for the auction next week,

but we both know you hate things like that,

so I was just gonna go with him.

- I'd love to go.

- But, but you hate things like that.

- Well, almost dying today made me realize

that you only live once,

so you've gotta make every moment count.

Right?

- Absolutely right.

I'm so glad you're willing to come.

- Mm.

- Aw.

I could stay with you tonight, baby.

You know, to make sure you're okay.

- Really?

You'd do that?

- Of course.

I've been wanting to.

- You guys are so gross.

I'm gonna go back to my room.

- Sorry, I forgot you were here.

- Okay.

- So I can stay with you tonight?

Keep you safe?

Maybe we could finally--

- You know that I'm saving it for the right time.

- Right.

Marriage.

- Yeah, of course.

Sorry.

- It's fine.

I'm really tired.

Today was a lot, but I'll see you at the gala, okay?

- Ugh, I can't believe I let Jack touch me.

(phone ringing)

- Miss Rose.

- Mr. Forbes.

- I believe you still have something of mine.

- What are you doing next weekend?

What are you doing next weekend?

- Why?

Are you asking me out?

- No.

There's a charity gala with an auction.

- Right, yes.

Invited but not going.

I imagine you aren't either.

- Actually, I am.

And I was hoping you could go too.

- And what do I get out of this?

- Your card back.

Obviously.

- All right.

I'll think about it.

- One Forbes special?

Why do I feel like Blair Rose has you completely whipped?

She's marrying someone else in a month.

- Nah, who knows if she will.

Did you find that thing I was looking for?

- You come to my club, you use my men,

and you play with my girls?

- Hey, you're the one who said this was my second home.

Plus, hey, I never touch your girls.

- Yeah, right.

Whipped.

- That's Connie Rose.

- Yeah.

There you have it.

Jack Marshall is fucking Blair's little cousin.

That's probably why she's trying to fuck him over.

- No.

I've known Blair since we were little kids.

For her to do something like this,

he must have done something unforgivable.

- Jack, baby, what are you doing?

I don't understand.

- You don't understand?

You still don't understand?

How fucking stupid are you?

- What do you mean?

- Because it's not clear enough for you.

I don't love you, Blair Rose.

And I haven't loved you for one day in my entire life.

- You don't mean that.

My dearest, naive cousin.

- Connie?

- You are so stupid, I almost feel sorry for you.

Why?

What did I do wrong?

- Five years of marriage.

Giving me virtually unlimited funds.

Hell, you helped me become congressman.

You even made sure not to get pregnant.

The only thing you did wrong, Blair,

was choosing me.

But it's too late.

- Jack, just do it already!

No, Jack!

No!

[gunshot]

No!

[sobbing]

How could they do this to me?

[phone buzzing]

[sobbing]

[phone buzzing]

- Hello?

- It's me.

Are you crying?

- No.

- Prove it then.

- What?

- Come downstairs.

- Where are you?

[soft music]

♪ ♪

What is this?

- It's an electric scooter, princess.

- No, I mean you.

What are you doing here?

- I was just passing by.

- Just passing by at 3 a.m. on a scooter?

Nathan Forbes, are you drunk?

- I don't know.

Were you crying?

- No.

- You ever been on one of these before?

- Uh, no, I don't think so.

[chuckles]

- You're first.

- Okay, great.

[laughing]

- God, that was foul.

- Was it bad?

- How do you like this thing?

It's pretty good.

- It's all right.

- Do you even live here?

- The pool is always more of a decoration.

I never actually used it before.

- Girl who has everything, huh?

What else haven't you done?

- So many things.

I always thought I'd be better off

doing what people thought I should do.

I don't know, I just feel like

the people I thought I knew turned out to be strangers.

And now even I feel like a stranger to myself.

I don't know, that probably doesn't make any sense, but--

- No, it makes sense.

I don't know what happened, Bea, but

I like who you are now.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

- Well...

[laughing]

What about now?

- Oh my God.

- You are going to regret that.

- Give me your best shots.

- Okay.

[soft music]

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

- I'll see you at that auction.

- You'll come?

- I thought I came here to reject you, but

I thought wrong.

You changed my mind, Bea.

About everything.

- No fucking way.

Blair Rose cheating with a guy on a scooter.

Jack's gonna love this.

Did you see the video?

Can you tell who that is?

- No, it's too dark.

I can't believe Blair would do something like this.

Is she cheating on me?

- Oh, come on, babe, it doesn't matter.

Besides, you have me and all she has is some

broke guy on a scooter.

- Fuck it. You're right.

- Anyways, baby, you know I was excited

for the auction tomorrow.

- Yeah, you wanted the, uh,

Taylor Burton diamond?

I'll get it for you. I promise.

- I know, but Blair said that she's coming.

- She's not interested in jewelry.

That woman has no taste.

- (laughs)

Okay.

- Hmm. (laughs)

- Everyone settle down, please.

Please be seated.

We are almost at the conclusion of our bids.

- Where is Nathan Forbes?

- I can't believe he trusted him to show up.

- Now for our very last item.

An exquisite diamond cut by none other

than Harry Winston himself.

This item is well known as the Taylor Burton diamond.

We will begin the bids at five million dollars.

- In my past life, I mean, the other night,

I heard Connie raving about this diamond.

And to think, I would have bought it to her

just to make her feel better.

- I'm gonna get this.

For my mom. - I want it.

You said you wanted to get me a wedding gift.

- And you said you didn't need anything.

- I'm sorry, babe.

You know I don't ask for anything,

but if it's out of your budget--

- Of course not.

5.5. - Six million!

- If I go above seven million,

it's gonna make issues for my liquidity.

Seven million. - All right.

Going once at seven million.

- It's gonna be ours, baby.

- Going twice.

- Ten million.

- He looks unreal.

I thought he hated events like this.

- His family's the richest in the states.

I bet he's here to blow some cash.

Okay, do I hear 10.5?

- 10.5.

- 12.

- If Mr. Forbes wants it so badly,

perhaps it's best we let him have it, Blair.

- I thought this was your wedding gift for Miss Rose.

- Going once, going twice.

Sold!

The tailoring will go to Mr. Nathan Forbes

for 12 million.

- Thank you.

But actually,

this diamond belongs to Miss Rose.

May I?

(soft piano music)

- You see the look on his face?

- Did you two plan this?

What's going on?

I should probably go after him.

- Hey.

So that's all I get for getting you the diamond?

- No, of course not.

- That's what I came here for.

- I'm a fucking bitch!

I don't get why Nathan Forbes would do that for Blair.

- Okay, but you knew I really wanted that necklace.

- Yeah, I'm sorry I got outbid, okay?

- Okay, well why don't you just bid higher?

- Con, can you please not be a bitch too, please?

Who the fuck knew Blair was gonna want the necklace?

Who the fuck knew Nathan was gonna show up?

And who the fuck does he think he is?

His family gets a little bit of money,

and he just thinks he can run this town.

- I can't believe I was gonna marry such an asshole.

- So don't.

Nathan Forbes probably heard that I was running for Congress.

He's trying to put dirt to my name.

Now I'm gonna deal with that fucking jerk.

(phone ringing)

- Hi, Grandma.

- You ungrateful little rat.

You bring shame on the family name.

- There must be some kind of misunderstanding.

I'll come over right away.

Thanks again for the diamond.

I'll pay you back.

- Pay me back for what?

I thought that was our wedding gift.

- Well, I'm a 50/50 kind of wife.

I mean, I can't believe she did that.

It was insane.

And you should have seen Jack.

He was so upset, and he was humiliating

because it happened over dinner.

- How dare you humiliate Jack

in front of this city's wealthiest people?

What are you talking about?

- I was just telling Grandma

how you got Nathan Forbes to outfit Jack at the auction.

- I didn't do anything like that.

- Doesn't matter.

Your engagement to Jack is a family matter.

It was your grandpa's final wish.

How dare you not respect that?

- Mom, we got here as soon as we could.

- Don't call me that.

You don't deserve to bury the rose name, both of you.

Ugh, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree,

especially the rotten ones.

- Mom, sorry.

I don't know what happened,

but I'm sure we can figure this out.

- Ask your daughter what happened.

She accepted that hideous diamond

from Nathan Forbes embarrassing our Jack.

Now everyone's gonna think of her as a gold digger

with no shame.

Oh, if only you could be more like Connie.

- More like Connie?

You mean more like a homewrecker?

What?

- You're right.

The apple doesn't fall far from the tree.

Grandma, if I recall,

you were grandpa's mistress yourself, no?

(gasps)

- You watch your mouth.

- Am I wrong, Mom?

I mean, grandpa was married to grandma's sister,

and then she had an affair with grandpa

and got pregnant with dad.

Is that why you two are so close?

Because you were late to one another?

We are all business-minded people here, Grandma.

Just because Jack was embarrassed

doesn't mean I should turn down a free lunch.

That is not the Rose way.

And this necklace was worth $10 million.

You telling me to turn down $10 million worth of assets

makes me wonder if you're the one

bringing shame on the Rose family name.

You insolent brat!

- No, Mom, let's go.

- Get back here, you little bitch!

- Honestly, it felt good.

- Well, that woman's a menace.

- True.

- What is it?

- I don't know. I just...

I feel like...

I feel like you're my Blair,

but you're not.

Mom, we all know Grandma's a bully.

She's always favored Connie's dad,

even after he died.

She's never seen dad as the true heir,

let alone you or me.

- That's true, but you know...

- No more.

I won't let her hurt you or us anymore.

- Come here.

I love you.

I'm so proud of you.

My baby.

- Well, I'm glad you two are having a grand old time,

but the heck did you do to my mother?

- Honey, it is not Blair's fault.

It is all my-- - No, no.

It is my fault, Dad.

I called Grandma out on everything,

and she couldn't handle it. - Look, Blair.

You know Grandma's always had something against us.

She thinks that if Timmy didn't die--

- I know.

She thinks that if Uncle Timmy didn't die,

that he would be the leader of this family,

this company, and he would do a better job than you.

But she's wrong.

Just because he was her favorite

doesn't mean he's any better than you.

- I guess I never realized you knew so much.

I mean, you never really cared about family politics.

- I used to think that treating everyone who wronged us

with empathy could change them,

but I was wrong.

It only takes away their guilt.

- It is a wonder that you know such a sad truth at 23,

but I guess I'm glad you're realizing it early.

- Does that mean you forgive me

for being the worst granddaughter in the world?

- Oh, I suppose, since you are the best daughter in the world.

[kissing]

[phone chimes]

[phone chimes]

[phone chimes]

[phone chimes]

[phone chimes]

- What's going on?

- Miss Rose, what an honor.

Philip would be delighted to see you.

- Uh, I'm looking for Abby.

- Ah, of course, Miss Taylor.

She's fine, she's with Philip's party.

- Is she okay? I heard there was some kind of emergency.

- Oh, emergency? No, no, no, Miss Rose.

Everything is fine, she's over there.

[door opens]

- No way.

Am I blacked out already?

Is that really Blair Rose in my club?

[upbeat music]

♪ ♪

- Did you see that?

- What happened? I thought you needed help.

- I do.

Phil just brought a new girl to the club,

and it's freaking Katie Marshall.

That's, like, basically a national emergency itself.

- Did you bring me to the nightclub for boy trouble?

- I just dumped Phil, like, two months ago.

- For, like, the fifth time?

- I'm like, he's already seen someone new,

and that someone is Jack Marshall's underage sister.

- She turns 21 in, like, two months.

- And I said underage.

- Blair.

- What a surprise.

- Does my brother know you're clubbing without him?

- Does Jack know you're here?

And with Nathan Forbes' best friend?

- Are you threatening me right now?

- No. Of course not. I--

- What is a prepubescent kid like you doing with Philip, huh?

Aren't you scared that he's gonna eat you alive

and spit you out?

- Oh, like what he did with you?

- What?

- He told me all about it.

That you're controlling, insecure, pretty--

[gasps]

- You crazy bitch!

- [screams]

- Blair! Help!

Help get this bitch off of me!

- Get away, B!

- I used to always take Katie's side because of Jack.

I'm gonna get a drink.

Call her if you need me.

- Always!

- I'm just gonna hook you up with a--

- Blair, help me!

I'll tell my brother!

- Oh, no, Jack! [screams]

- What the fuck happened?

- Babe, language.

- Why were you out in the first place?

None of this makes any sense.

- I told you already.

Her and Gaby get dumb on me.

- [laughs] You know what you did?

Don't play the victim here. Go look in a mirror.

- Don't fucking talk to my sister like that.

- Don't talk to my best friend like that.

- What were you doing with my baby sister?

Did you sleep with her?

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Of course not.

- You said it. What's going on?

- Nope, nope, nope. Nah, nah, never.

I never said that.

I was just waiting for the love of my life to take me back, all right?

[clears throat]

Anyway, uh, I'm gonna go back to, um, to work.

So, uh, call for us if you guys want anything.

All drinks on me.

- Jack, you have to do something.

You can't just let your fiancée and her stupid friend hurt me.

- Babe, could you--

- I didn't hurt her.

In fact, Katie started the fight.

She hit Abby first.

You should be thankful that I forgave her already.

- She's lying. She's obviously lying.

- Let's see what he does this time, Jackass.

- I don't think Katie would start the fight.

- But you think I would lie?

- No. Of course not.

I just--

- Look, Katie is just mad that Philip loves Abby and only Abby.

So she hit her.

I mean, Abby was just defending herself.

- She's lying. Don't listen to her. She's lying.

- You know I adore your sister.

I mean, I've always had her back.

- Of course.

- So you know I wouldn't lie about something like this.

I mean, we're about to be family.

And if you can't trust me with something like this,

then maybe we shouldn't get married.

- Of course I trust you.

Katie can get hot-headed sometimes.

I get it, but I trust you.

And actually, babe, I was gonna talk to you about something.

In private?

- In private?

- Sure. Anything.

- So you know how I'm running for Congress this year.

While it's going well, I just--

I realize that before I make my first official public statement,

I should probably rethink some big-picture items.

- Like what?

- Like hiring new staff,

grassroots campaigns, getting my public image in order,

all of that.

- Oh, so definitely not for things like partying or clothes or--

- What? No.

Look, my people did some calculations.

They determined that if you could chip in $2 million,

it would really benefit my campaign.

- Doesn't your entire campaign cost $2 million?

- What?

What?

- I spoke to your office.

They said your entire campaign would cost $2 million, tops.

Do you have any funds?

Look, I'm sure my dad could lend you $2 million as an investment,

you know, with interest and all.

- Oh, um, I mean, I was kind of hoping that you would just--

- Just give you $2 million?

Babe, why would I do that?

- Wait, did something happen?

You used to just--

- Babe, are you okay?

- Yeah, yeah. Fine.

You know what? Forget it.

I'll look for the funds on my own.

- That's my man. I'm so proud of you.

[cell phone ringing]

- You miss me already?

- Nathan Forbes, what do you think about running for Congress?

- Why would I want to run for Congress?

- Because you've been thinking about it.

And because you secretly care about things like gun control,

climate change, and stray dogs, but don't show it.

- How did you know that?

- I know a lot more about you than you think, Nathan.

Deep down, you've thought about running for Congress,

and you actually think you could make a difference.

- I always thought of being something more than just a rich, good-for-nothing.

- But so what? Why now? I'm not ready.

- I can help you. I will help you win.

- Is that so? And what's in it for you, Miss Rose?

- You, hopefully.

I mean, business-wise, of course.

I need you to help me destroy Jack completely,

and I want to make sure you get something in return.

You know, you scratch my back, I'll scratch yours.

- Really? That's it? So you just want to scratch my back?

Nothing more?

- Nothing more. I don't think I can.

I'm sorry, Nathan.

- It's okay. You've got a deal.

- Good. Good. I'll have someone contact you to set up a meeting,

but I think we should aim to announce it at my mother's birthday ball next week.

- Next week? How long have you been planning this for?

- Long enough. Do you trust me?

- Not on a scooter, but yes.

I'll be there, Bea. Don't worry.

- How's the missus?

- Seems like I was just overthinking.

Really was just transactional for her.

- And it's not for you? I'll be damned.

The great Nathan Forbes is in love.

- Shut up and get me drunk, Kurt.

- Sweetheart, this is too much.

Your dad's going to be embarrassed.

- Don't be silly, Mom. Dad is going to fall in love with you all over again.

If he doesn't, you should file a divorce because he is lying.

- No, but really, thank you.

Thank you for arranging all of this.

- I can't remember the last time I attended an event like this.

- Well, you're not just attending, Mom.

This is your event. It's your birthday.

And you are the lady of this household.

It's about time that people start acknowledging that.

(knock on door)

- Hey, honey.

- Oh, I love you.

- I'll go check on the guests.

- There you are. Everyone's here.

Well, everyone except for Nathan.

- I have come to learn he's always fashionably late.

- Honestly, as your best friend, I'm impressed.

I've always thought that Nathan loved nothing and no one,

and it seems like you have him wrapped around your fingers.

- It's just business.

- I don't think any man would do all this just for business.

- Anyway, I need your help with something.

Well, you and Phillip.

- You need our help? What's up?

- I need you to propose a party this weekend at Phillip's club.

And make sure you invite Connie.

- I'm all down for a party, but why Connie?

And what do you need Phil to do?

- I'm gonna gouge my eyes out.

Come on.

- It's Blair Rose.

- Have you seen what Jack Marshall is doing?

- I bet he's hooking up with Connie Rose.

- How could Blair be so stupid?

- You can hear her. - Don't worry.

I'm not. I won't ever put myself in that position again.

- Whoa. Wow.

Just wow, Blair. You look something else.

[soft music]

♪ ♪

- Nathan.

Wait.

- Excuse me.

- Nathan, wait.

- For what? So I can see more of you and Jack making out?

- It's not what you think.

- What is it then? Because I really feel like you're playing a game that I don't understand anymore.

- Wait. Are you actually mad?

- Yeah. - Why?

- Isn't this a game to you? You're Nathan Forbes.

- And you're Blair Rose. You're different. All right?

- Hey.

What are you doing here?

- To be honest, I don't know.

- Hey. You know that was the first time you kissed me in public?

- Oh, really?

- Why don't you say we get out of here and find someplace a little more fun?

- More fun? This is my mom's birthday party.

- Oh, shit. Oh, I'm sorry. I--

- You know what? I gotta go.

Nathan, wait.

- If you're not careful, you'll fall, you know.

So what? It's okay for you to just ditch your fiancé like that?

- Nathan, you can't leave yet. I still need you to--

- What was that for?

- I'd like to add a few clauses to this fake marriage, political scheme, or revenge plot, or whatever this is.

- What is it?

- Those lips are mine.

And only mine.

- Nathan, I already told you-- - Look, we don't need to fall in love.

I'll run for Congress, I'll fuck up your wedding, I'll marry you, I'll divorce you if you want.

Just don't give any more of yourself to Jack Marshall. That's all I ask of you. Deal?

- Deal.

- And there's our lovely daughter, who planned all of this single-handedly.

I am beyond grateful to have such a kind, loving, and gorgeous young woman by my side.

Happy 45th, Mom.

- Do you really have no shame?

Fiona, you're nearly 50, and you allow your daughter to throw you such a childish and tasteless party.

- Grandma, what are you doing here, then? I don't recall inviting you.

- You brat!

See what you did? What kind of wife did you marry? What kind of daughter did you raise?

You should be ashamed of yourself.

- You know what, Mom? I'm not ashamed.

I am extremely proud of both my wife and my daughter.

These two women have been better role models for me than you ever were.

The only thing you ever taught me was to use people for my own gain.

And these two amazing women, they taught me about love.

- Love? What's that gonna do?

Love won't get you anywhere in life.

- I'm very sorry you feel that way, Grandma Rose.

- Who the hell are you?

- Nathan Forbes. Youngest grandson of Thomas Forbes.

Owner of various properties in town that you like to frequent.

Alongside with your late husband's best friend, I believe.

- Well, I didn't know.

- So your family owns a couple properties. So what?

No one invited you. So just because you have some change--

- I did. I invited Nathan.

- And you look absolutely magnificent tonight, Miss Rose.

- Watch it. This beautiful lady is with me.

Don't make me and my wife go falling in love with you.

- Well, since everyone's here, I might as well do this now.

I have an announcement to make.

- Oh, great. Nathan Forbes has an announcement, ladies and gentlemen.

I'll be running for Congress.

- Jack, looks like we'll be running against each other again.

Just like we did in high school.

- I don't get it. I really don't get it.

How do you get it all together so fucking fast?

- Babe, you know I don't like it when you swear.

- And I don't like it when Nathan Forbes comes after what's mine.

First you, and now this.

And now this.

I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.

I'm just-- it wasn't supposed to be like this.

I'm really struggling to find the funding for my campaign,

and now Nathan is just gonna waltz in here and fuck everything up.

It's fine. He can run against me all he wants.

But I'm the one you're marrying.

You're mine, right?

- Of course.

What do you think about going to a party this weekend?

- What party?

- Abby and I were thinking about throwing you a party at the Lips Club.

- No. No way.

- It'll be fun!

And I think it'd be good if you and Nathan had a few drinks and talked things out.

Besides, Connie will be there.

You know, us Rose girls never get to go out, and...

she seemed upset earlier.

- Fine.

For you and Connie's sake.

- Yay! It'll be great.

[laughter]

- That's so fun!

- Sit down. Pass it down.

- Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright.

Two-shot question from Aunt Phillip.

- Okay.

Have you ever cheated on Abby?

- That's not a two-shot question.

Of course I haven't.

You know what would happen if I put a finger on another woman while I was with her?

[laughter]

- Coward.

- Right.

Two-shot question for you then, Jack.

Have you ever cheated on Blair?

- Of course I haven't.

I love Blair more than anything.

I don't even see other women as women.

[laughter]

- That's my man.

I hope you stick to it.

- Cheers to that.

- Guys, guys, guys, guys, guys.

I can't believe you're getting married.

Cheers to you!

- I don't think you should drink.

- Cheers to us!

[cheering]

[music]

- Oh, baby.

I got you.

- I know her.

- You got her?

- It's working.

- Jack's wasted and you're wasted too.

- I know.

I'm a freaking genius.

- Oh, crap.

- B?

- B.

- Are you actually wasted?

- No.

[crying]

[crying]

[coughing]

- Oh.

[crying]

- Nathan.

- What's that?

- What?

- Nathan.

- Why did you drink?

- I ain't get used to this.

- No.

[laughter]

- Yeah, I think I'm gonna have staff clean up in here.

- Yeah, you know what?

I think I'll come with you.

- We should go to our usual spot.

- Shh, don't.

- You're stupid.

[laughter]

- That bastard's gonna get fucked today.

- In more ways than one.

- What curse he planned to do and Abby came up with.

- Oh, I have two men on standby.

One's posing as a driver who's gonna take him to a room

where I've canceled the exit.

- Bang.

[laughter]

- That's disgusting.

- Yeah.

- Nathan, Blair's puking and she's actually drunk.

I think she wants you to take her home.

- Gosh.

[soft music]

- Who? Nathan?

- Mm-hmm.

- Can we go home now?

- You wanna come home?

With me?

Let's go.

- Thank you for everything.

- Oh.

Oh, where am I?

Oh, crap.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

I did not lose my virginity to Nathan Forbes.

- What did you do to me?

- Well, good morning to you too.

- Don't smile. This isn't funny.

What did you do to me?

- Why don't you ask what you did to me last night?

I wasn't the one that was blacked out drunk last night.

- Miss Rose, would you like some breakfast?

- Yes, please.

- I woke up with this,

and I was not wearing this last night.

- No, you weren't.

- So...

- So...

- Did we...

- No, B.

I wouldn't want to do that while you're so drunk

you couldn't even move.

- Well, how did I change?

Did you change me?

- She did.

Duh.

Would it be so bad if me and you hooked up?

Would that just be the end of your world?

- No.

I mean, yes.

I mean, it didn't work.

Last night's plan.

Please don't tell me

it was the worst hangover in the world for nothing.

- Yeah, it worked.

Jack took Connie to a hotel,

caught them on tape,

all of it.

I gotta say, I give it a watch.

Jack's not much to look at.

You don't have to watch it.

You know, it's just evidence,

and we have it now.

All right?

- I just...

In my past life,

all my life,

I thought Jack loved me.

I thought he loved me, only me,

and would keep it that way.

- Is that why you never looked at me?

- What?

- If I were your boyfriend, Blair,

if I had the chance of even dreaming of marrying you,

I would love you, and only you.

Forever.

- Nathan, I...

[phone rings]

Hello?

- Hey, baby.

Where are you?

- I'm outside.

- I know.

I called a home, and you weren't there.

Did you not get home last night?

- Uh, I drank too much,

and I stayed at Abby's.

- Oh, really?

'Cause I thought--

- What about you?

You didn't go home last night either.

- [clears throat]

Yeah, I just got ship based,

and I had to stop somewhere on the way home.

Uh, anyway, how much to, like,

ten days to the wedding?

- Eleven.

Our wedding is eleven days away.

- Right. Yeah.

Um, and I was thinking

that we should move it up to this weekend.

I just can't wait to marry you,

and move it all along.

What do you think?

- That sounds great.

I have everything I need.

Are you ready...

to marry me?

[upbeat music]

♪ ♪

- Are you sure you want to do this?

- More than anything I've done in my life.

♪ ♪

- What are you wearing?

- I'm so sorry.

I accidentally spilled something

all over my bridesmaid's dress,

and this is all Jack and I could find.

- What were you doing with Jack on my wedding day?

- We were just talking.

You know, we're close, like family.

♪ ♪

- It's fine. Is everyone ready?

- Yeah, you can go out now.

♪ ♪

- No matter what happens, I support you.

- Thanks. We'll need it.

- I'm sorry for what's about to happen.

- What are you talking about, honey?

I've never been prouder of you.

- I hope you can still say that in the bed.

- What do you mean?

Remember how I told you I'm not marrying Jack

and I'm gonna marry someone else?

- I'm--I'm literally walking you down the aisle

to Jack Marshall right now.

- Just trust me.

- Okay.

♪ ♪

- Take care of my princess.

- Of course, Mr. Rose.

Or can I call you Dad now?

And since we're family from today,

I just want you to know you can trust me.

[cell phone ringing]

[cell phone buzzing]

[cell phone ringing]

[cell phone buzzing]

- Is anyone gonna tell us what's going on?

- Is anyone gonna tell us what's going on?

- What's going on?

Why is everyone looking at their phones?

Nothing could be more important than our wedding right now.

- Can you tell me my favorite?

- Oh, of course you're my favorite.

You're the one and only, kind baby.

- What about Blair?

- Fuck Blair.

Actually, no.

Fuck you.

- [laughs]

- Come on, fuck you.

- [laughs]

♪ ♪

- Mr. Rose, I just-- - Shut up!

- [grunting]

- Calm down.

- It's not what it looks like.

Blair, I swear.

- Really? Then what is it?

- It was her!

Connie Rose, she drugged me!

[all gasping]

- She drugged you?

- Yes, that night.

After the party, she put something in my drink.

I don't remember anything after the club.

She must have taken me to a random hotel

and had her way with me!

- Fuck Blair?

Is that something you'd say when you were drugged?

- That's something I'd only say if I was drugged.

How could I say that to someone like you

if I was in my right mind?

Think about it, baby, think about it with your head!

- Right.

Jack Marshall, I loved you

so deeply and devotedly for so many years.

I really did.

- Me too, me too.

I loved you the same. No more.

I promise, this thing will never happen again.

That was a mistake made under the influence.

In fact, guards!

Take this shameless whore, Connie Rose,

far away from here!

I never want to see her in our lives again!

- That's enough!

You've done enough here today.

- Come on, Connie. - No, he's lying.

Blair, I swear he started it!

- Will you forgive me, Blair?

I swear on my family.

It's always been you.

And just you.

I'll forgive you.

If you kneel.

I'll forgive you.

If you kneel. - What?

- If you get on your knees and beg me,

I'll forgive you.

- I'll do anything for you, Blair.

Blair Rose, I'm sorry I drank too much

and was drugged by your delusional cousin.

- I cannot believe you're still blaming Connie.

- But I swear nothing like this will ever happen again

if you forgive me and take me as your husband.

- I'll forgive you, Jack.

But I won't forget everything you've done to me, Jack.

Behind my back and right under my nose.

- What the fuck?

You bitch!

- That's your true colors. That's who you really are.

- Well, who the fuck is gonna marry you instead, huh?

Who's gonna take you off this fucking altar if not me?

All you are now is a big fucking joke!

Who the fuck is going to marry a dumb bitch like you?

- I'll have her.

I'll marry her any day.

I'll marry her any day.

- Nathan Forbes!

What the fuck are you doing here?

- I'm here to rescue my future wife.

- What?

- Blair Rose.

The most fearless, interesting, and beautiful woman I've ever met

in my entire life.

Will you marry me?

- This is fucking bullshit!

- Yes. Yes!

(dramatic music)

- Kiss, kiss, kiss.

- What do you two think you're doing?

Do you think marriage is a joke?

You think it's child's play?

- I don't understand.

You think you can marry somebody one day

and then marry somebody else the next?

- I don't think that,

but that's what Connie thinks of my marriage.

Perhaps you should ask her, Grandma.

- Connie and Jack are young.

Young people make mistakes, especially in love.

But marriage is so much more than that.

- You're right. Marriage is commitment.

It's partnership, it's companionship,

it's honesty and trust, and Jack broke all of that.

So you think I should just be okay with you marrying Nathan Forbes?

All of a sudden, he doesn't even have a job.

- This is the latest congressional poll, Grandma Rose.

As you can see, after the Taylor Bird and Diamond incident,

well, today's event went viral.

Nathan has the undeniable lead.

He's gonna be a congressman in no time.

- And Jack?

He'll be a nobody for the rest of his life.

- Well, let's finish what we started.

- This is my wedding venue that I paid for.

And that makes Nathan Forbes an unwelcome guest.

You wanna crash my wedding? Fine.

But you're gonna pay for it. Guard!

- You're making a mistake. - Beat him up!

- Do you not wanna keep your job?

- What do you mean? - Check the news.

My name's Nathan Forbes.

I just made the biggest donation to this church in all of its history.

The church and its congregation will never have to worry again.

- There's no way. You couldn't possibly donate--

- Oh, shit. - It's true.

He's the biggest and most important donor.

- I'm sorry. What do you want me to do?

- How about you get rid of this eyesore for all of us

and maybe get a little common sense into him too while you're at it, huh?

- Uh-huh. - You can't do this to me.

Blair, do something!

You bitch!

I don't know how I didn't see him before, but...

if dying a terrible death means I get to walk down the aisle...

to him, even if it's pretend...

then it's worth it.

We are all gathered here to witness

and celebrate the holy union

of Blair Rose and Mr. and Mr.

- Nathan Forbes. - Mr. Nathan Forbes.

Do you, Nathan Forbes, take Blair to be your wife?

To love her, to cherish her,

to nurture her and support her

till death do you part?

- I do. - Do you, Blair Rose,

take Nathan to be your husband,

to love him and cherish him,

nurture him and support him

till death do you part? - I do.

Then I am honored

to pronounce you husband and wife.

You may now kiss the bride.

(cheering)

(cheering)

(cheering)

That's a girl!

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I can't believe we just did that.

Nathan, we just did that.

What exactly did we do?

We showed him.

I mean, everything was resolved and I...

I don't know.

I just married you,

Blair Rose.

I mean, yeah, that was some

Oscar-worthy acting back there.

There was no acting.

I meant every word I said.

I know Jack scared you.

He was the only person you've ever loved.

And so you think love is scary.

Do you know why I like to

ride scooters?

Because when we were in high school,

I crashed my Maserati on the first day of junior year.

I remember. So?

So the next day, as a punishment, my parents made me ride an electric scooter

to school.

And then I saw you at the gate.

You looked at me, then at the scooter.

And you said, "What is this?"

You looked at me and you laughed,

Blair Rose.

And ever since then, I've rode around

waiting for the day that you'd see me again.

I have to tell you something.

What?

I've never done this before.

I'll give you your best first time.

Best second time.

And your best every time

after that.

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