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Knees.

You're here. Half of your legs.

- Huh? - Your legs are longer.

But don't. You can't straighten your knees.

It's against the rules.

Stop! I want to watch the movie!

I wanted to go out and see a movie.

I didn't want to stay here and watch

War of the Worlds.

Ow!

Ow! Owee!

The victor!

Oh... I'm sorry.

So, this is your idea of a date?

Hey, well, after ten years,

I thought we could just skip the dating portion.

I'm not very good at it.

Well, that's just 'cause you've been dating the wrong guys.

Oh, yeah?

- Mm-hmm. - Mmm.

As my best friend...

Mm-hmm.

You could have told me sooner.

Sorry.

Donna.

Hey.

Thought you'd be working or out with Ellen.

Yeah, she's not really returning my calls right now.

You know what, I'm just gonna, I'm gonna get out of here.

Well, he didn't seem too surprised.

Well, Camille will be.

Who's gonna tell her?

I will.

When does she get back in town?

Tonight.

And tomorrow, we'll be working side-by-side,

and the day after that and the next and the next.

Well, that'll be exciting.

Oh, boy.

I just want to grab a quick bite.

Okay, that band we're seeing tonight?

- Mm-hmm. - Out of Seattle, home to

the nation's seventh-largest population of artists.

Oh, really?

My fiancé's been brainwashed

by the Greater Seattle Chamber of Commerce.

No, see, that's another thing.

There isn't one.

They only have a-a lesser Seattle movement

because it's such a great city that they've had to

discourage people from going there.

What does that tell you?

That there are a lot of people who want what they can't have.

Hey, Dylan!

- Here you go, D. - Uh, that's to go.

But I thought you said it was for here...

Oh, my mistake. I do that.

Come eat with us.

What's going on?

Nothing.

Really?

Dylan decided on his own, out of the blue,

that he wants to be with me.

He told you this?

In his own way.

Hey.

He just wants to stir things up. Don't let him, okay?

I don't plan on it.

Tell me more about Seattle.

Kelly, I'm not gonna sell you

on a life that you don't want.

I'm not remotely interested in that.

Enlighten me so that I can make an educated decision

about where I want to live with my husband.

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪ Can't you see the walls are crumbling down? ♪

♪ Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on ♪

♪ All your lies are a circus ♪

♪ You're a clown ♪

♪ All your lies are compromised, give and taken ♪

♪ Now I choose to say ♪

- ♪ I'm gone ♪ - ♪ Come on, come on, come on ♪

- ♪ Come down ♪ - ♪ Come on, come on, come on ♪

- ♪ Outside of town ♪ - ♪ Come on, come on, come on ♪

♪ Come down... ♪

- Hey. - Hey.

Welcome back.

Thank you.

Um, I brought muffins this morning

and some Pennsylvania Dutch pretzels from my sister's.

- Fat-free. - Thanks.

Maybe later.

So, um, did you have an okay time in Philadelphia?

Uh, yeah. It was hard at first.

Um, here are the messages off the service.

I forgot the code, so I couldn't call in.

I was here at 8:00, wondering if David

was trying to reach me.

Pathetic, isn't it?

Did you speak to him?

No.

He left two messages at home last night.

Ah, let him wonder, right?

Mm. Well, obviously, he wants to talk to you.

Donna, he called twice.

We only broke up a week ago.

What could be so urgent?

Unless he had a change of heart.

What do you think?

I can't really speak for David.

Donna, you talk to him every day.

I mean, you guys broke up, right?

Yeah, completely, totally out of the blue.

Yeah, but you were having problems.

Yeah, again, out of nowhere.

About Dylan, about nothing.

David's a thoughtful guy.

Exactly. He overthinks.

Things were so perfect so fast.

I think it scared him.

I mean, what else could it be?

Ow!

What happened?

Oh, my God, she bit me!

She bit you?

Oh, my God, what is that?

Is that a tooth?

Yeah. Isn't that cute?

- You knew this was happening? - Well, yeah.

I saw a little speck of white the other day.

Her first tooth and I missed it?

What's next, her first tuba recital?

Oh, no, our daughter's not playing the tuba.

She won't have any dates when she's older

if she's playing the tuba.

I just really want to be with her, but I want to work, too.

Well, we had the best of both worlds.

We don't have to sell.

Are you sick of staying home?

I don't know.

But I know we still have our negotiating stance.

Just tell Yoffe you don't want to work so much.

Yeah, that's exactly what they'd expect:

a woman in the workplace with a baby just loses ambition.

Well, who cares what people think?

Yoffe needs you more than you need him.

Case in point, would you have led with a manatee?

It's not a manatee. It's a mermaid.

Yeah, nice try. Terrible retouch.

Honey, mermaids are not scary.

Okay, I'll talk to him about scaling back.

You're probably right.

And some more editorial notes here, too.

Give 'em a look-see, let me know

what you think, okay?

Okay.

- Bye. - Bye.

New sexy lingerie.

I can't think of a better way to say "I love you."

Well, even when I knew how I felt about David,

I guess I was just really scared

to take that leap, you know?

Yeah.

Speaking of which, how is Dylan?

He's not talking to me, which is so obnoxious,

because everything was fine.

But you're the one that said "All or nothing."

Yeah, but I didn't mean it so literally.

I mean, I should have never let him narrow down the categories.

There is a lot between all or nothing.

Mm-hmm.

I'm gonna need long underwear if we move to Seattle.

Are you really considering that?

I don't know. Maybe.

I just don't understand

what goes on in Dylan's head, you know?

Uh, he doesn't want you to marry someone else.

Well, I don't even want his attitude at my wedding.

I'm gonna go talk to him this afternoon.

Oh, uh, don't bother. I talked to him this morning.

He said he's gonna be surfing at Point Dume all day.

You have to admire his work ethic.

Yeah, right.

I don't like this.

Yeah.

Hi. My name is Noah,

and I'm an alcoholic.

Hi, Noah.

Look, I lost Donna 'cause I drank.

I drank because I lost her.

Whole thing's enough to make you want to drink.

Um...

Excuse me.

Ellen! Hey, hey!

I didn't see you in there.

You need to be able to talk in there and be honest,

but hearing about your great love for Donna is

a bit much for me.

Just listen to me, okay?

You know, it doesn't matter if I'm overreacting.

I'm coming here for strength.

Look, I'll just go to AA meetings in Brentwood,

and the rest of L.A. is yours, okay?

Wow!

May I help you?

Yeah. I'm Steve Sanders.

Founding father of The Beat?

Steve... Janet's husband Steve.

Oh, right. Janet, visitor.

Oh, hi, honey!

Hi!

Hey, big girl! Hi!

Wendy, could you, uh, mix up some cappuccinos?

Hey, Sanders, how you doing?

I'm going pretty good.

Hey, I saw your first edition.

Nice. I-I had some notes for you, though.

Janet, did you...?

Mm, uh-huh, yeah.

Uh, they were great.

Cool. Well, if you'd like to talk about 'em...

Maybe later.

Editorial roundtable, 7:30.

Wendy's taking dinner orders.

So cute.

Hi.

You didn't talk to him about working less, did you?

I tried to, but the conversation took a different turn.

He offered me a job running another magazine.

It's called Nouveau,

and he said that it was smart and savvy.

Oh, as opposed to what you're working on here.

Well, it would be a different level of writing, yes.

Look, maybe it's a ridiculous idea,

but I think we should at least talk about it.

Oh, when? You're hardly home now.

And what's gonna happen to this place?

The Beat will still be here.

I'll be home at 10:00.

10:00.

Janet, that bearded lady expert's on line two.

Okay.

I worked in this building for three years.

I must have climbed those stairs a thousand times,

and now they finally fix the elevator?

- Hello. - Hey, it's me.

Hi.

I was just checking to see if you're okay.

Are you?

Honestly, I feel lousy.

Look, I'm sorry I...

No, no, I am.

You've done so much.

You've helped me with my daughter,

you've gotten me this job, not once but twice,

and I can't hear word one about your problems.

I can make you feel better about Donna. Just...

You're upset,

I rub it up a notch, and then you console me?

Sound healthy?

How do you want to handle it?

I have a list.

A list of things to do.

Things like "Feed Caitlin dinner.

"Pick her up from school.

"Do the laundry.

Open the mail."

And my mom's just waiting for me to fail.

Nobody wants you to fail.

I guess.

But the list?

I really need to just stick to it, you know?

I need to keep things simple.

No room for shake-ups like today, huh?

Zero margin for error due to upset.

If you need anything, call.

Right.

Noah, I mean it.

So, how was that for the longest lunch in history?

Well, I was gone for a while, too.

Wasn't exactly a line when I got back.

Well, I was upset.

I just saw David.

Hmm...

I'm-I'm not gonna talk about it or think about it.

I'm just gonna push through.

You should do what you need to do.

Camille, I'm-I'm really sorry.

Donna, don't apologize!

You knew all along that David wasn't calling

to get back together with me!

I sound like the bitter dumped girl.

No, you-you sound hurt.

And you have every right to be.

Donna, please, don't be nice.

It just makes it harder.

Come here.

This is really awful, isn't it?

Yes.

Yeah, I'm sitting here hugging the other woman.

Camille...

I-I just...

I think this is gonna be too hard.

On who?

For both of us, to be honest.

So, uh, what do you think we should do about the store?

What do you mean?

Work here. That's what we do.

I'm sorry. I don't think that's a good idea.

But I am more than happy to buy out your percentage.

Oh, so now you want my job, too?!

- Look, Camille, I didn't mean... - Donna, I-I don't want

to sit around and cry at home all day!

I need to keep working!

Okay, no. You know what?

I'm sorry. That's, um, that's what we'll do.

Ooh, you know what?

This caterer did Michael Jackson

and Lisa Marie's wedding.

That is too good.

Hmm.

He said that he's gonna have samples of appetizers and wines.

You don't have to go back to the office, do you?

Nope. I'm in full bridegroom mode.

Good.

- Okay, you know what? - What?

You get final say on the menu, and I will handle the music.

Fine, fine.

From Topanga to Malibu Canyon.

A surfer fatality at Point Dume and a riptide

at Carbon Canyon Beach had the Highway Patrol

and medical personnel in the area.

Thank you, Jessica.

Here's what we know.

Although the warnings were in effect, many local surfers...

Dylan's at Point Dume today.

There were warnings.

They closed the beaches because the waves were so high.

Well, I know he's there.

The odds are so slim.

The larger-than-normal waves.

The surfer was found washed up...

I feel sick.

Kelly...

I know this is crazy, Matt, but we're not far from there.

Please?

We're almost there.

Think I should call the police again?

They're not gonna give you a name

until the next of kin is notified, so...

Dylan's dad was in the witness protection program.

His mom communes with nature in Hawaii.

We are his next of kin.

You need to... Can you move back, please?

Oh, my God!

No way is that Dylan.

Keep driving.

Matt, I think that's his car.

Are you sure?

No, I-I don't know. I mean,

it's a new car; I don't know the license plate.

Kelly, it's not Dylan.

You're gonna see him again.

Believe me, he's gonna be that same old mope he always was.

♪ We're just going through the motions, baby... ♪

- Hey. - Hey.

It's not so happy on the air.

I'm afraid they're gonna fire me.

- Mmm, yeah? - Mm-hmm.

Oh.

"Oh," what? Where are you going?

Are we gonna wait for someone to tell us

to get a room or you coming to my place tonight?

David?

It's just that I don't get off until 2:00 a.m., you know.

Maybe another night would be better.

Okay, yeah, another night.

Who's your best friend?

Oh, you are.

Bye.

♪ We can't go on... ♪

I need a... a dark, heavy, bitter ale, please.

In a bottle.

Two, please.

Oh, no, no, I'll just have a light beer.

Can I have mineral water?

Okay.

Another kooky night for Donna Martin?

Mmm. So is Janet home with Maddy?

Her mother is.

I see more of Mrs. Sosna than I do my wife.

When I accidentally called her "honey,"

I had to leave the house.

So, are you disgustingly happy?

I'm pretty happy.

Are you in that phase where you hide out

in a cave and don't answer the phone

and eat Chinese food in bed?

Um, yeah, sort of.

Oh. All that and you run your own business.

Think maybe you can teach Janet to multitask?

She's been busy lately?

I never see her.

You know, if you love someone, you make the time, right?

Well, let's say, um, they're working late till,

I don't know, 2:00 a.m.?

2:00 a.m.'s as good a time as any, you know what I'm saying?

- Mm-hmm. - If you see Janet, tell her.

Well, what if there's constant interruptions,

complete mood killers?

Doesn't matter at all.

If you really want someone, if you really want someone...

Right, right.

You make it happen... If it's a priority.

Unless...

of course, you know each other so well,

you're just so familiar, that the whole physical thing...

gone.

What if that happens?

Let's change the subject, okay?

He's our friend.

He was surfing at Point Dume.

We saw a car that we thought was his.

I can't give out any information.

You said that there was

- some way to run the plates? - Not legally.

Uh, listen, I'm a lawyer.

I know this is where they take the body.

Well, the family has yet to be notified.

So then you do know his identity.

- Why won't you help us? - Kelly...

Look, his name is Dylan McKay, okay?

He has no family to speak of, so if he's lying in there

dead somewhere and you're trying to contact them...

Please... if it's not him, will you just tell me?

Hello.

Kel.

It's Dylan.

I thought I lost you.

What are you talking about?

Where are you? I've been calling you all day.

Yeah, no kidding. I just checked my messages.

I, uh, I hopped a train up north.

Up north? North where?

Anywhere. That's the point.

I'm in... Salinas.

It's, uh, it's north of Monterey.

I was riding the rails.

So you just hopped a train.

No... ticket, no passenger car, nothing?

I know, it's stupid and dangerous.

You can start bitching anytime.

Thank God you're okay.

You keeping tabs now?

No, no, that's not it.

Well, what is it?

Kelly?

Yeah?

Anything else?

I was wrong about something.

Good-bye.

So he's okay?

Yeah.

I don't know what I was thinking.

I'd like to get you out of here.

Hey. What's going on?

Moving day.

Moving day?

Were you planning on mentioning this at some earlier point?

Don't screw things up with Donna.

Noah, why are you acting like this?

Come on, you and Donna have been apart for months.

This is your place, okay?

This whole thing's been temporary; we knew that.

You did me a favor; that's it.

Besides, being a third wheel is always uncomfortable.

In this case... it's a lot worse.

So I have a great week and you have

a bad week, so you need to move out?

Why don't you just take it one step further

and cut all your friends off?

You could be at the bar in an hour.

I forwarded my calls to the club.

If you move, it's on you, all right?

So you slept okay?

Yeah, after...

I don't know where all that adrenaline came from,

but when it left, I crashed.

We should probably talk about it.

Dylan.

Turkey, rye, coleslaw.

Yeah, I'm afraid so.

And some people say you're not a predictable guy.

Listen, I'm around today if you need to get ahold of me.

You know why she called.

Matt.

Actually, no, I don't.

It doesn't matter, okay?

I'm gonna go pay the bill.

A surfer drowned at Point Dume yesterday.

Donna told me you were up there.

I wasn't.

Change of plans.

Just the thought that, that could have been you.

Made you call all over town looking for me.

We ended up in the morgue.

What are you doing, Kelly?

I was worried and irrational.

What are you doing with your life?

Matt...

he-he went to the morgue with you?

He was great to me during all of it.

Can you imagine?

No, I can't.

But I can see why he's the kind of guy

that you'd want to hang onto.

Now let's take that parsley

and blend it in with our eggs and chorizo.

Parsley in a Tex-Mex scramble?

- Come on! You gotta use cilantro. - Now, I'd like to get

a little browning around the edges, and what we're gonna do

is we're gonna add in a little...

Hi, hi, hi.

A meltdown at work.

Stan lost the negatives on the Mount Hood dragon.

Yoffe's going ballistic.

Well, get the stegosaurus story we ran last March

and pull the pictures and-and add...

Add wings? I did that already.

And now I need to paste in some fire, so I thought I'd use

the pictures from the Cinco de Mayo barbecue and...

Ah! Perfect!

- Another disaster averted. - Sounds like

that happens a lot.

Not any more than any other paper.

I don't remember us having

dramatic emergencies every day.

Well, we're a new team, and new teams need time to gel.

Oh, I better call Stan

and let him know that his job is still safe,

and he can send Molly to private school.

I got to go.

Hmm.

What?

I'm watching cooking shows.

Well, then put on

- a game or something. - We said we'd sell

the paper if we both agreed.

I was a publisher of my own newspaper.

I miss that.

Honey, is this because Yoffe didn't use your ideas?

I know moving to a glossy magazine means a lot to you,

and I don't want you to miss any opportunities, but...

I miss us, the way we were.

This is a new idea, right?

So it's just gonna take a little bit of time.

I don't want to sell the paper, Janet.

I'm late, and this is a huge conversation.

I know. Well, will you think about it?

I will.

Donna, I know I promised I'd cook you dinner, but...

No. Uh, if you'd rather go out and make this a formal date...

No, no.

Which I know I've been resisting...

- Camille... - David...

Oh.

Perfect.

I'll just go.

- Camille, are you okay? - No, no.

- Yeah, yeah. I-I... - No, no.

Look, just hang out here, okay?

I don't want you driving like this. Please.

Just wait for me.

She just showed up.

I'm sorry I didn't call you.

No, that's fine. You know what? You should deal with her.

Me being here just, uh, is just gonna make things worse.

Yeah, you're probably right. I'll call you later.

I love you.

Are you feeling better yet?

Almost.

You want to try?

No. Way too embarrassing.

Come on. It's easy.

I really don't have good hand-eye coordination.

All right. Wait, wait, wait, wait.

There we go.

Lower. Now go up.

Head straight.

I can't do this.

Yes, you can.

Not with you watching.

Do you have to do everything on your own?

No.

Just go stand somewhere else.

Preferably around the block.

You're the one that said it's okay to call

and to reach out, right?

As a friend.

- Oh. - 'Cause that's the only thing

I'm gonna be good at right now.

Can you trust me on that?

Yep.

Look, I just want you to have faith in yourself, that's all.

I'll be right over here.

Okay.

Yeah! Very nice.

Very nice.

How you doing, hon?

Matt said he had to work late.

I'm going through the Seattle paper,

looking for apartments and employment listings.

Have you even opened it yet?

No.

Okay, you don't have a job there, your friends

and your family aren't there, you don't want to move.

Why are you even thinking about this?

Too much history here.

Yeah.

Well, for a long time,

the only history that David and I had was our own,

and now his past is sitting in his living room sobbing.

Oh. That wasn't very nice, was it?

My advice: lock the windows and doors, don't let her in.

Camille's not the problem.

I didn't know you guys had a problem.

I mean, I-I think David loves me,

but maybe more in a sisterly

type of way.

Like, I think he wants to arm wrestle, not kiss me.

Oh, we are just both freaks.

You know that, right?

David waited

seven years to sleep with you,

and now that he's taking things slow,

you think he doesn't want you.

True.

Oh, I hope you're right.

Mm.

But you're a freak?

Dylan gives me one ultimatum,

then he ignores me once, and the only way

I can think of him not in my life is if he's dead.

Now I'm confused.

I heard on the radio that a surfer died at Point Dume.

You told me he was up there.

Yeah, a lot of people surf up there.

But I can understand why you were worried.

I was so scared, I couldn't breathe.

I just kept hearing his name over and over,

like, screaming in my head.

Mm, that doesn't sound like fear.

Sounds like love.

Yeah.

I know that now.

What are you going to do?

Something.

I've got to do something.

Good morning.

Hey. I was just going to yell for you.

Get 'em while they're hot.

You know, Emeril puts

blueberries inside the pancakes while they're cooking.

That gives you better fruit distribution and less mushiness.

Who's Emeril?

Never mind.

Boy, it's been a long time since we've had breakfast together.

A good reason not to sell the paper.

Right. Family breakfasts... From now on, they're sacrosanct.

Good.

I was up all night.

Oh, yeah?

Oh, it's probably just the stress.

But don't worry, honey,

'cause once we're both back in that office,

you'll be sleeping like a baby.

I was thinking about what you said yesterday.

Good.

About how strongly you feel,

and I came to a conclusion.

Yeah?

I feel strongly, too.

Steve, I can't pass up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

I know that going

to work at The Beat again is right for you,

but it's not right for me.

You know, this decision affects all of us.

- I understand that. - And you're worried

about missing her first tooth?

Well, pile on all the other moments,

Janet, because they're just gonna fly by.

Preschool, her first dance,

road trips to check out colleges.

Okay, that's not fair.

Pancake breakfasts are good, Janet.

Don't let ambition blind you to that.

Why is it, in regard to women,

the word "ambition" sounds like a bad thing?

'Cause this time, it is.

This job may work out for you,

but it doesn't work for us.

Well, I'll consider myself warned.

Thanks.

Donna, I'm sorry

that I screwed up your dinner last night.

Oh, it's... it's okay.

I was upset. I had to see him.

I miss him.

I mean, I know we didn't date for that long, but...

Camille, I'm... I'm sorry.

I-I can't hear this.

Donna, there's nothing more going on between us.

I mean, it couldn't be more over.

Look, I'm... I'm just not the friend

that you can go to about it.

'Cause if I give you advice, you're not gonna trust me.

If I, if I tell you I'm sorry, you're not gonna believe me.

Yeah, maybe you're right.

I think I am.

Which is why

I wouldn't blame you for hating me for it.

Do you mind if we work out the details

of the buyout later?

Sure, whenever.

You're gonna be really fair

and generous about this, aren't you?

I'm gonna try.

Yeah.

That's what's really gonna make you hard to hate.

I hate that.

Thanks. I think.

I'm really gonna miss you.

Same here.

Hi.

Do you feel like going for a walk?

Along the beach.

It's a beautiful day.

You're not gonna let me back in, are you?

What's the point?

You're engaged to marry someone else.

You want me to say that I'm happy for you?

I'm not.

I'm glad.

I'm...

I'm glad that you're being straight with me,

that you're saying things that need to be said...

before...

What? B-Before what?

Truth is,

I can never imagine

having you...

without imagining losing you to...

another woman or an addiction...

or your inevitable lack of interest.

You already said no to me once; I don't need to hear it again.

Maybe I am not repeating myself.

It isn't right.

So what'd you come over here for,

to say you want to be friends?

Is that it?

I want to go for a walk with you.

Taking a walk is not gonna get us anywhere.

It's not gonna get us here.

I know.

So, I'm thinking of sending Caitlin out for softball.

I hear that sports teach girls confidence.

Well, if she's anything like you, she'll be a real pro.

You're a natural.

Mm, well, not at feeling good about myself.

Caitlin's father,

remember I told you, was a one-night stand?

Well, we have this mutual friend,

and I hear he is happily married,

two kids, beautiful house.

How does it make you feel?

Like I am standing in quicksand

and everybody else is sprinting.

And I felt that way about a guy I barely know.

I know that your relationship with Donna was different.

Yeah, we were pretty serious.

But, uh, it's been over for a long time.

So it-it shouldn't have upset me...

but it did.

And I meant to be upset about it for days,

because I'm a drunk and that's what I do.

But then this guy I know from AA called me.

Really?

Yeah, he needed a friend.

Does he have dark hair, kind of crazy, that guy?

Nice guy.

And luckily, I had my ever-present

list of things to do.

So when he gave me the address of a batting cage,

I wrote it down, right next to...

buying a terrarium for Caitlin's iguana,

reworking a status report and making dinner.

Each item on the list checked off, I'll have you know.

Did you mark down the part about getting upset later, just...?

Yeah, right next to where I wrote down to call Noah

and give him the good news...

that I'm stronger than I thought...

and I want more.

See, I don't want to push you, you know.

Okay.

Then just stand still.

Hi. You got my message.

Uh, my mom called.

Y-You called, too?

Yeah. Yeah.

Matt, what's wrong?

You know, my brother... He always,

he always works late, so...

rush-hour traffic in Manhattan...

It's-it's not a factor.

But his wife is pregnant, and he was dying to get home.

It's so weird.

Two days ago, we're... chasing some ambulance

down PCH on instinct,

and today...

there's a pileup on Long Island Expressway, and...

I didn't feel anything.

Now I got to go home to New York...

for my brother's funeral.

How do I do that?

I'll go with you.

I'll take care of everything.

Hi.

Hey.

I've been waiting for you.

Look, I-I just have to say one thing.

Hmm?

I love you.

But if you've changed your mind

about wanting to be a couple again,

- just tell me. - Mm, Donna.

I mean,

speak freely but avoid specifics.

What specifics?

Oh. Well, you know, like if...

when you kiss me, if it feels like you're kissing your sister.

Well, I only have a stepsister, and that's pretty gross.

You realize how long we've known each other?

Yeah.

Long enough to feel like family.

Is that the way you feel about me?

Somewhat, yeah, I guess so.

Great. Well, I-I guess that's why you don't want to see

the new underwear I bought.

You bought new underwear?

I bought something, too, but...

I want to show you this first.

That is my high school yearbook.

Yeah, I pinched it, but it's for a good cause.

"Dear Donna, wow, senior year.

I never thought we'd make it."

Did you really date this guy?

Yeah.

Poor thing.

"Sanders and his jock friends never thought you'd date me.

"But you did.

"You let me kiss you, and I haven't wanted to stop since.

"If you turn to page 72, where my picture used to be..."

Where you Magic-Marker'd it out.

I can't believe you did that.

"what you'll see instead of a really bad shot of me is a lie.

Future goals: a career in the music industry."

That's not a lie.

"That's all I put down because I couldn't say what I really want.

"That's you. Forever.

"Someday I'm gonna get you to marry me.

"Without a picture, we can lie to our kids

and say I used to be handsome."

Mmm, you are so handsome.

Well, as long as you think so.

Come on.

Oh, my God.

You can't do this.

I-I didn't even think you wanted to kiss me.

I did. I do.

Donna...

Martin, will you marry me?

I don't know.

Okay.

No, I... I mean, I just... I just need a little time

- to think about it. - It's all right.

Okay.