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Thanks for coming to meet me.
I half-thought that Brody guy was gonna be with you, and
I didn't think you'd want to
spend your first Valentine's Day apart.
Yeah, it's actually a little bit of a point of contention
between the two of us.
He was... I don't know, weirded out,
about going to a stranger's wedding,
and so I...
Okay. Okay,
cool, cool.
So I-I don't really need to hear about your new boyfriend
that you're living with, all right?
Finn, what's going on right now?
You look like you slept in those clothes.
And you won't even look at me.
I kissed Miss Pillsbury.
Did she kiss you back?
No, she was totally freaked out by it.
I don't even know how it happened.
We've been spending all this time
together, and then...
she was there, and I just felt the need to...
And I kissed her, and I...
Does Mr. Shue know?
I don't... I don't think so.
I don't think she'd tell him, but...
maybe I should.
No.
Don't. Just... don't.
Okay?
Remember how you felt about Puck
when you found out about him and Quinn?
You kicked a garbage can.
I'm the worst person in the world!
No, you're not.
What you did, it wasn't
great, but I get it.
You're confused, and... and lonely.
I'm sure that...
just knowing about Brody and I living together,
it-it set you off.
Not everything has to do with you.
Look, I don't know what to do.
You always wanted to be an actor, right?
So here's your chance to play the role
of the supportive best man.
(school bell ringing)
Um...
Oh, God...
I'd feel a lot more comfortable
if this door stayed open.
The whole wall
is glass, and there's like 50 kids walking by.
I don't have time for this, Finn.
Seriously, this seating chart
is like a giant sudoku.
Will wants his mother as far away from the bar
as possible, and all of you Glee kids
have dated so incestuously that I can't
even remember who can tolerate who anymore, so...
Look, I'm-I'm worried about not being able
to do this. Being able to look Mr. Shue in the eyes. I...
Look, I'm really sorry
that I don't have a pamphlet handy for you right now,
but I'm pretty sure if I did, it would say something like,
"Get Over It," okay?
My therapist says that I use my OCD
to control the uncontrollable. Ever since I was
a little kid, I would plan and plan and plan all
my birthday parties but never actually went through
with any of them because they were never ready
by the time my birthday actually rolled around.
I just wanted to help you.
Look, when I get on that altar,
and I make my solemn vows for the second
and, I hope, the very last time,
standing right behind my husband will be his best man.
That's you-- the guy who thought it was okay to kiss me
a week before my wedding.
The guy who is forcing me
to lie to my fiancé.
And if you really want to help me,
then just keep a wide berth and keep your mouth shut.
How's my nervous
little bride doing?
Um, good, I just, I just
really could use some help with this seating...
Right after Glee practice, I promise.
Okay.
Come on, Finn.
Okay.
(school bell ringing)
Glee Club!
(applause, cheering, whistling and chatter)
Mr. Shue, how was D.C.?
D.C. was great, but now I am back to stay.
Holla!
And so, for my first order of business,
I want to give a big shout-out to the guy who made sure
I had something to come back to-- Mr. Finn Hudson.
(cheering and applause)
Now... for this week's assignment...
I hope it's Britney again.
ALL: Oh!
Ha, ha, ha!
Miss Pillsbury and I are finally getting married.
Yeah!
Which makes me the happiest,
luckiest man alive.
Now, Emma has been handling all the prep,
so to help out, I thought I'd take charge
of the entertainment for the reception.
And though this goes against tradition,
it would mean the world to me and to Emma
if, instead of giving your best man's speech, Finn,
you sing for us.
What do you think?
Uh... uh, yeah, of course.
Perfect. (laughs)
For everyone else who isn't out with Asian bird flu...
It wasn't me.
...it's a Valentine's Day wedding, which means,
we need some great romantic
love songs at the reception.
Wait. You want us to be your wedding singers?
That is so...
Awesome.
We'd be honored.
Great. I have some great ideas.
(school bell ringing)
Oh.
So, her name is Betty.
She's gonna be sitting next to you.
She's my niece, she's blonde, she's an amazing singer,
and she has... um, very large, uh...
Feet?
***.
Oh. Oh, my.
(laughs, clears throat)
Uh, Miss Pillsbury,
are you okay?
What, me? Yeah, I'm fine.
Your locker's not, though.
It's flu season.
I can practically see the virus
growing in here.
I'm sorry. It's just a little bit
of residual wedding stress.
Nothing that any bride wouldn't feel
this close to her big day, though.
Right?
So, I know it's not Valentine's Day yet, but
I wanted you to open this now.
They're cuff links.
I made it myself from this old typewriter
my mom and I found at a garage sale.
I just wanted you to have them early
so you could wear them to Mr. Shue's wedding.
These are so cool, but I can't wait to give you your gift.
You're gonna love it.
I love it already, I don't care what it is.
I'll meet you after Spanish class, okay?
Dude, you did get her something, right?
Not yet, but I've got some ideas.
I've been brainstorming with my brother.
You said she has some kind of eating disorder thing, right?
Yeah.
Take her out to dinner. Save a bunch of cash.
Then you can use that extra money
to buy a ton of different lingerie.
Have her put on a fashion show. Chicks love fashion.
Dude, I know you're, like, related to that guy,
but he's kind of creepy and currently dating a sophomore.
All right, I'm not letting you do any of that.
Dude, I don't know about this stuff.
Okay, those are the only ideas that I had.
You want to do something romantic.
Something she's gonna remember for the rest of her life.
Well, it's not like I can afford diamond earrings or a Bentley.
It's not how much money you put into it.
It's about how much of you you put it into it.
Well, you got some ideas?
A bunch, which is why you're going to forget
about Valentine's Day and make it Valentine's Week.
Genius.
Mm-hmm.
Thank you.
Say hi to Mrs. Sanchez for me.
Okay. (sighs)
(school bell ringing)
Where have you been? I asked you to come, like, an hour ago.
I was getting a spray-tan.
Mr. Shue asked me
to sing him a song as my best man toast.
So far, I've narrowed it down to "Confessions" by Usher,
"My Best Friend's Girl," and "Lyin' Eyes" by the Eagles.
I can't... I can't go through with this.
You're gonna
be fine, all right? I'll sing with you. We can do a duet.
I'll take the lead, and you can just
sway in the background.
Right. Well, I think the real issue here is,
whether or not you can handle singing with me.
I mean, we do have some pretty dangerous musical chemistry.
I think I can control myself.
Although, I will admit, you do look very cute right now.
I've been dieting.
I'll pick out a song. (clears throat)
(school bell ringing)
WILL: So eagles sit at the top of the food chain.
Their lifting power is about four pounds.
It's like a small baby.
Okay, what is going on with you?
Did you buy more of those 11-hour energy shots?
Because there's a reason they're illegal in Canada.
Nothing's going on. What could be going on?
It's history class.
(whispering)
All right.
WILL: Jacob, you've got the floor.
Hello. This is kind of embarrassing,
but...
Jake, what are you doing?!
Are you really standing up
in front of everyone
and singing to prove your love
for Marley?
Yes, Ryder. Yes, I am.
Wow.
That's so crazy and emotionally vulnerable.
I had no idea.
Oh, wait.
Yes, I did. Yes, I did.
Marley, I know this is one of your favorite songs,
so this is for you.
("You're All I Need to Get By" begins)
♪ You're all I need ♪
♪ To get by ♪
♪ I, I ♪
♪ You're all ♪
♪ Like sweet morning dew ♪
♪ I need ♪
♪ I took one look at you ♪
♪ To get by ♪
♪ And it was plain to see ♪
♪ I, I ♪
♪ You were my destiny ♪
♪ You're all ♪
♪ With arms open wide ♪
♪ I need ♪
♪ I threw away my pride ♪
♪ To get by ♪
♪ I'll sacrifice for you ♪
♪ I, I ♪
♪ Dedicate my life to you ♪
♪ Oh, oh ♪
♪ I will go where you lead ♪
♪ Come on, baby ♪
♪ Always there in time of need ♪
♪ Oh, oh, oh, and when I lose my will ♪
♪ You'll be there to push me up the hill ♪
BOTH: ♪ There's no, no looking back for us ♪
♪ We got love-- sure enough, that's enough ♪
♪ You're all ♪
♪ You're all I need ♪
♪ To get by ♪
♪ You're all ♪
♪ I need ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah ♪
♪ To get by ♪
♪ Oh, yeah ♪
♪ I, I ♪
♪ Ooh, ooh-ooh ♪
Listen.
♪ You're all ♪
♪ Like an eagle protects his nest ♪
♪ I need ♪
♪ For you, I'll do my best ♪
♪ To get by ♪
♪ Stand by you like a tree ♪
♪ I, I ♪
♪ And dare anybody to try and move me ♪
♪ You're all ♪
♪ Darling, in you I found ♪
♪ I need to get by ♪
♪ Strength when I was torn down ♪
♪ Don't know what's in store ♪
♪ I, I ♪
♪ But together we can open any door ♪
♪ Oh, baby ♪
♪ Just to do what's good for you ♪
♪ Come on, darling, oh, oh ♪
♪ And inspire you a little higher ♪
♪ I know you can make a man ♪
♪ Out of a soul that didn't have a goal ♪
BOTH: ♪ 'Cause we, we got the right foundation ♪
♪ And with love and determination ♪
♪ You're all ♪
♪ All the joys under the sun wrapped up into one ♪
♪ You're all, you're all I need ♪
♪ You're all I need ♪
♪ You're all I need ♪
♪ Oh, to get by ♪
♪ All right ♪
♪ You're all ♪
♪ I need you, darling ♪
♪ Oh, oh ♪
♪ You're all I need to get by. ♪
(applause)
That was amazing.
You like it?
Oh, my God.
(indistinct chatter)
She liked it.
MARLEY: That was so romantic.
(indistinct chatter)
(sighs)
It is a Carrot Top convention.
I am so over this, and it hasn't even started yet.
I'm clearly the hottest *** in this lousy joint,
but I'm all alone, stuck here sitting with you.
Do you want me to slap you again?
I hate weddings, and I hate Valentine's Day.
They were invented by breeders to sell cheap chocolate
and false hope.
Do you know what I hate?
Men. Every single
one of them is a pig, except maybe Mr. Shue and Al Roker.
And you know what? You were right.
I do let men define me, but not anymore.
Like Gloria Steinem said, "A woman without a man
is like a fish without a bicycle."
Al Roker is disgusting, by the way.
(scoffs) Whatever.
Hi. Betty?
Yes? Oh, God.
What? Did I beat you to the last handicap spot? Sorry.
I'm Artie. Miss Pillsbury said I should look out for you?
(groans)
Hell, no.
Uh...
No.
Uh...
No. Wheel away. Wheel... the hell... away.
My aunt told me she was fixing me up with someone good-looking,
so that was a lie.
Oh. I mean, some people think I'm kind of nerdy-hot, so...
No, no, no.
Andrew Garfield is nerdy-hot.
You are Stephen Hawking's younger brother.
Miss Pillsbury didn't tell you I was in a wheelchair, did she?
Um, obviously not, because I don't date losers in chairs.
But you're in a wheelchair.
Yeah,
I'm also blonde, captain of the cheerleaders at my high school,
and I've got this going on.
JAKE: You first.
Thank you, sir.
Yep.
Oh, my gosh, Jake. Are these for me?
Yes?
How did you know I love peonies?
They're the queen of flowers.
RYDER: Because you mentioned it in the choir room once,
and Jake remembered. Right, dude?
Right. Yeah.
I love them.
And you.
(whispering): Thank you.
(moaning)
Had I known I was gonna get groped in the back of a Prius,
I would've brought a change of clothes.
I'm gonna go in there looking like Prom: The Morning After.
(moaning) What am I doing?
I'm sort of dating somebody in New York.
Uh, you're not in New York. And it's not exclusive, right?
You in this fey boy-tie... it's my Kryptonite.
(moaning) Wait, this doesn't mean that we're back together, right?
No, no, no. It's-it's cool. I know, I know. It's-it's...
This is just bros helping bros.
I love it when you talk fratty.
(moaning)
Tell me that's not Tina again!
Hey, can you two wrap it up? The wedding is
about to start, and I need my arm-gays.
(shuddering)
Oh, my God.
You do realize how *** blasphemous this is, right?
Mercedes, everyone hooks up at weddings.
Mm-hmm.
Let's go. This outfit needs an audience.
(church bells ringing)
(door opens)
Oh, my God.
What are you wearing?
What?
This old thing? Why, it's an exact replica
of your wedding dress.
Why would you do that?
To get back at Will Schuester for handing
a teaching position to a flabby 19-year-old.
(Emma hyperventilating)
Um... Sue, I feel really scared.
I feel really overwhelmed.
I feel like I can't
think straight. I'm just really, really worried
that this isn't gonna work.
Well, of course it isn't going to work.
You're a weird bird-lady with a hollow pelvis
and OCD, and Will Schuester
is a weepy man-child whose greatest joy in life
is singing with children and whose best friend
is 19.
It's just, the last time
was such a disaster. You know, I-I turned
into somebody that I didn't even recognize.
If I'm wrong again,
I won't survive.
Well,
don't say that to Will Schuester.
He'll have you singing
a stripped-down acoustic version
of "I Will Survive" in front of a choir room full of teenagers
with meaningful looks on their faces.
God, I can't breathe.
I can't breathe.
I don't feel like there's any air in here.
(sighs)
WILL: ♪ Today is for Emma ♪
♪ Emma, I give you the rest of my life ♪
♪ To cherish and to keep you ♪
♪ To honor you forever ♪
♪ Today is for Emma ♪
♪ My happily soon-to-be wife ♪
Emma, we're really getting married.
♪ Pardon me, is everybody there? Because if everybody's there ♪
♪ I want to thank you all for coming to the wedding ♪
♪ I'd appreciate your going even more, I mean you must have ♪
♪ Lots of better things to do, and not a word of this to Will ♪
♪ Remember Will, you know, the man I'm gonna marry, but ♪
♪ I'm not 'cause I wouldn't ruin anyone as wonderful as he is ♪
♪ But I thank you all for the gifts and the flowers ♪
♪ Thank you all, now it's back to the showers ♪
♪ Don't tell Will, but I'm not getting married today ♪
♪ Bless this day, tragedy of life ♪
♪ Husband yoked to wife ♪
♪ The heart sinks down and feels dead ♪
♪ This dreadful day ♪
Emma,
I can't find my good cuff links.
They're on the dresser.
Right next to my suicide note.
♪ Listen, everybody, look, I don't know what you're ♪
♪ Waiting for, a wedding, what's a wedding, it's a prehistoric ♪
♪ Ritual where everybody promises fidelity forever ♪
♪ Which is maybe the most horrifying word I ever heard ♪
♪ And which is followed by a honeymoon where suddenly he'll ♪
♪ Realize he's saddled with a nut and want to kill me, which ♪
♪ He should, so thanks a bunch, but I'm not getting married ♪
♪ Go have lunch 'cause I'm not getting ♪
♪ Married, you've been grand, but I'm not getting married ♪
♪ Don't just stand there, I'm not getting married, and don't ♪
♪ Tell Will, but I'm not getting married today ♪
♪ Go, can't you go? Look, you know I adore you all ♪
♪ Emma, Emma, I give you ♪
♪ But why watch me die like Eliza on the ice? ♪
♪ The rest of my life ♪
♪ But perhaps I'll collapse in the apse right before you all ♪
♪ To cherish and to keep you ♪
♪ So take back the cake, burn the shoes and boil the rice ♪
♪ To honor you forever ♪
♪ Look, I didn't want to have to tell you, but I may be coming ♪
♪ Down with hepatitis and I think I'm gonna faint ♪
♪ So if you want to see me faint ♪
♪ I'll do it happily, but wouldn't it be funnier to go ♪
♪ And watch a funeral, so thank you for ♪
♪ My adorable wife ♪
♪ The 27 dinner plates, 37 butter knives ♪
♪ 47 paperweights, 57 candleholders ♪
♪ One more thing ♪
♪ I'm not getting married ♪
♪ Softly say ♪
♪ But I'm not getting married ♪
♪ With this ring ♪
♪ Still I'm not getting married ♪
♪ I thee wed ♪
♪ See, I'm not getting married ♪
♪ Let us pray that we are getting married today! ♪
(crying)
(Richard Wagner's "Bridal Chorus" playing)
(door opens)
(organ stops abruptly)
(attendees gasp)
(indistinct chatter)
(chuckling)
Oh, yeah. Nice to see you all. (clicks tongue)
Hey, what do you think?
Nice, huh?
Thank you for coming.
Oh, look, it's all the Glee kids.
(mouthing)
Sue. What are you doing?
(quietly): I'm trying to stop this from becoming
an utter fiasco.
Emma's left the building.
(church bell ringing)
So, did she give you any idea why she might do this?
I mean, like, leading up to today, did she...
tell you anything or...
She didn't have to tell me anything.
I left her with all this...
stress and planning. She was losing it and
I kept telling her that it was her usual obsessiveness. I...
Yeah, but she left you at the altar, man.
I mean, that's pretty hard-core.
(sighs)
You think there is something else?
Do you think there's...
do you think there's someone else?
(footsteps approaching)
(cough)
I have been chosen, probably because I'm numb
to other people's feelings, to come here and ask
what you would like to do, Mr. Shue.
About what?
Uh, about the reception.
Miss Pillsbury's parents say
they paid for the whole thing, so...
we might as well go ahead and have the party and...
if you ask me, they seem pretty happy about what happened.
We can't have a reception now.
Sure you can.
All of you came back, you should be together.
Just because I ruined my Valentine's Day
doesn't mean I have to ruin all of yours, too.
I'm gonna go see if I can find Emma.
("Dance Hall Days" by *** Chung playing)
Let's go.
(speaking indistinctly)
We all should've known that a Valentine's Day wedding
was just asking for a disaster.
Love stinks.
Sorry, ladies, can I see some I.D.?
SANTANA: I'm 25. Name's Rosario Cruz.
I might be related to Penelope.
You?
Emily Stark. Barely legal.
Well, that's good, 'cause I hear your professors are into that.
You know, we always were two ends
of the same ***-goddess spectrum.
Maybe that's why we love each other so much.
And slap each other.
(chuckles)
You know, I have to say, Rosario,
you are killing it in that dress.
Thanks.
Those romantic saps. You know, they may have love,
but you know what we are that they are not?
Flawless.
♪ I said ♪
♪ Dance hall, dance hall... ♪
I'm gonna go dance.
Dude, you are like some kind of love genius.
Do you spend all your time watching Lifetime?
Marley has... a wicked case of Puckerman fever,
and I just need one more act of romantic awesomeness
to make the condition fatal.
Do you think maybe just one of these gifts should be your idea?
No, my ideas suck. I mean, I tried to write her a poem,
and the only words that I could come up with
to rhyme with Marley was "barley" and "gnarly."
Here. It's a heart pendant from the jeweler at the mall.
It's pretty but it's not too expensive,
so she won't think you stole it.
Okay, I'm going to ignore the subtly racist overtones
of that comment because you are my hero.
And this is perfect.
I am so getting laid tonight.
What?
Well, I mean, Marley has wanted to take things slow,
and we have, which is fine, but...
I mean, all this romance is like nitrous.
I got us a room upstairs just in case, but...
(sighs) I think it's gonna happen.
She's not ready for that. She's... she's just a sophomore.
She's still getting over her eating disorder.
(sighs)
She's not like other girls, okay?
I think I'm in love with her.
And I think she's finally letting her guard down enough
to love me back.
I promised you I wouldn't hurt her, right?
Well, I keep my promises.
Especially to friends who are putting whatever feelings
they're having aside to make something special happen for me.
♪ ♪
(cheering)
(Depeche Mode's "I Just Can't Get Enough" begins)
♪ When I'm with you, baby ♪
♪ I go out of my head ♪
♪ And I just can't get enough, and I just can't get enough ♪
♪ All the things you do to me ♪
♪ And everything you said ♪
♪ I just can't get enough... ♪
You know that what happened today isn't your fault, right?
How do you know?
Because I've seen every runaway bride movie
that there is, and I know that when the bride runs away,
it's never because
of a random kiss, all right?
It's because she knew, deep down inside,
that it wasn't right.
Well, look, it's not every day
that we're in the same city, so let's dance.
♪ And I just can't seem to get enough of... ♪
♪ We walk together ♪
♪ We're walking down the street ♪
♪ And I just can't get enough, and I just can't get enough ♪
♪ Every time I think of you ♪
♪ I know we have to meet ♪
♪ And I just can't get enough ♪
♪ I just can't get enough ♪
♪ It's getting hotter ♪
♪ It's a burning love ♪
♪ And I just can't seem to get enough... ♪
Oh, my God.
Did you not get it before?
Yeah, I did.
More than you know. You're mean
and you're awful because you're angry
because you're in the chair, I understand.
Wow, could you be any more reductive and handi-centric?
I'm fine with my chair.
What I'm not fine with is suffering fools.
If you think that
makes me mean and awful...
I do.
However, I find you oddly compelling, so...
will you dance with me?
I'm pretty legendary for my dance moves.
All right, fine. One dance.
That's all I ask.
♪ And when it rains ♪
♪ You're shining down for me ♪
♪ And I just can't get enough, and I just can't get enough ♪
♪ Just like a rainbow ♪
♪ You know you set me free ♪
♪ And I just can't get enough ♪
♪ And I just can't get enough ♪
♪ You're like an angel ♪
♪ And you give me your love ♪
♪ And I just can't seem to get enough of... ♪
♪ I just can't get enough, I just can't get enough ♪
♪ Oh ♪
♪ I just can't get enough, I just can't get enough ♪
♪ I just can't get enough, I just can't get enough ♪
♪ Oh ♪
♪ I just can't get enough, I just can't get enough ♪
♪ It's getting hotter ♪
♪ It's a burning love ♪
♪ And I just can't seem to get enough of. ♪
(cheering, applause)
I'm gonna get some punch, do you want anything?
Uh, yeah, I'll take a cup.
But just remember, we're not...
Dating, we're just here as friends, I know.
Ooh, big cupcakes.
I don't like the way you treat Blaine. There, I said it.
You're here, you're in New York,
you're at vogue.com,
you're at NYADA... who are you, Kurt?
Meanwhile, Blaine is here,
lonely, and yes, he cheated, and we're all human, Kurt,
we all deserve to be loved back, Kurt.
Okay, Tina. I say this with total love,
but the moment we all saw coming is finally here.
You're a hag. You're hagged out,
you're in love with Blaine, and it's creepy.
Stop.
What do you know about love?
You just come and go.
Who's been here to support him? Me.
Who took him to Sadie Hawkins? Me.
Who put him in bed when he got sick
and rubbed vapor rub on his little muscled chest
while he slept...
Wait, what? Do you... huh?
What?
No, I didn't mean...
(grunts)
This isn't about me, Kurt! I have to go.
Did you vapo-*** my ex-boyfriend?
Don't walk away from me, Tina Cohen-Chang!
("Habanera" from Bizet's Carmen playing)
Today is the day we honor Saint Valentine,
a man publicly beheaded for defying his government,
by exchanging candies and chocolates
to nonsensically render the objects
of our affection more fat
and less attractive.
And in other nonsensical traditions,
Emma left behind her bouquet as she fled the scene,
leaving it to somebody else
to toss these soon-to-be-dead
flowers under the mythical belief
that whoever catches them
will magically become the next person to get married,
or, more than likely, to sprint from the altar.
So gather round, single ladies, and allow me
to be the one to enable
your false dreams and ridiculous expectations.
(applause)
♪ ♪
That's weird.
See, traditionally only single girls
line up to catch the bouquet.
She loves me.
I am single.
You live with a guy.
She loves me not.
Have you been drinking?
You know, you were the one who told me
to stop moping around and being such a sad sack.
She loves me.
A-And it got me thinking about Will and Emma.
About how relationships are a lot like flowers.
If you find the right seed,
put it in good soil,
give it water and sunlight...
bam, perfect bud.
She loves me not.
And then comes winter
and the flower dies.
But if you tend that garden,
spring will come along
and that flower will bloom again.
She loves me.
Are you telling me that you want to be a gardener?
I'm asking you how you can
live with a guy but still be single.
She loves me not.
Come on, it's New York, okay?
Haven't you ever seen Sex and the City?
Brody and I had a very
mature conversation.
We just decided that we're not gonna, you know,
put any labels on anything or worry about what we are.
She loves me.
So, do you really believe
all that stuff you tell yourself
about, you know, labels
and mature conversations,
Sex and the City, really?
She loves me not.
You think I'm lying to you?
I think you're lying to yourself.
She loves me.
And I think that the reason
you can't really commit to Brody is because
you're still in love with someone else.
She loves me not.
You?
You and I both know how this thing ends.
I-I don't know how or when,
and I don't care where you're living
or-or what dope you're shacked up with,
you're my girlfriend.
We are endgame.
I know that
and you know that.
We got to go sing our duet, so...
Yeah.
(Kenny Rogers & Sheena Easton's "We've Got Tonight" begins)
♪ I know it's late ♪
♪ I know you're weary ♪
♪ I know your plans ♪
♪ Don't include me ♪
♪ Still here we are ♪
♪ Both of us lonely ♪
♪ Longing for shelter ♪
♪ From all that we see ♪
♪ Why should we worry? ♪
♪ No one will care, girl ♪
RACHEL: ♪ Look at the stars, now ♪
♪ So far away ♪
♪ We've got tonight ♪
♪ Who needs tomorrow? ♪
♪ We've got tonight, babe ♪
♪ Why don't you stay? ♪
♪ Deep in my soul ♪
♪ I've been so lonely... ♪
I've never slow-danced with a girl before.
♪ All of my hopes are fading away... ♪
I like it.
♪ And I've longed for love ♪
♪ Like everyone else does ♪
♪ I know I'll keep searching ♪
♪ After today ♪
♪ So there it is, girl ♪
♪ We've got it all now ♪
♪ And here we are, babe ♪
♪ What do you say? ♪
BOTH: ♪ We've got tonight ♪
♪ Who needs tomorrow? ♪
♪ We've got tonight, babe ♪
♪ Why don't we stay? ♪
♪ I know it's late ♪
♪ And I know you're weary ♪
♪ I know your plans don't include me ♪
♪ Still here we are ♪
MARLEY AND JAKE: ♪ Both of us lonely ♪
♪ Both of us lonely ♪
(laughing)
♪ We've got tonight ♪
♪ Who needs tomorrow? ♪
♪ Let's make it last ♪
♪ Let's find a way ♪
♪ Turn out the light ♪
♪ Come take my hand now ♪
RACHEL AND FINN : ♪ We've got tonight, babe ♪
♪ Why don't we stay? ♪
♪ We've got tonight, babe ♪
♪ Why don't we ♪
♪ Stay... ♪
Tell me now that we're not back together.
I mean...
It was fun, but...
Don't.
I'm not gonna let you minimize this, Kurt.
It's no accident that we were together
on Christmas and again on Valentine's Day.
And we're going to be together for many, many more,
no matter how much you pretend
that this doesn't mean anything.
I'll see you downstairs.
(door opens)
Okay.
(door closes)
(sighs)
So that's why college girls experiment.
And thank God they do.
You know, it was fun, and I've always wondered
what it would be like to be with a woman,
but, uh, I don't know. I think for me
it was more of a one-time thing.
Look, you don't have to worry.
I'm not going to show up at your house with a U-Haul.
(laughs)
So what happens next?
Well, you could walk out first.
Or we could make it a two-time thing?
Was it good for you?
I don't know. You?
No idea.
(both laughing)
(sighs) I'm sorry.
Eh, don't be.
But you spent so much money on this room.
No, I didn't.
I just snagged a key card from the maid's cart
and tried every door till one opened.
Are you serious?
No.
(laughs)
Come on. Can we at least make it back downstairs
for another dance?
Let's go.
Hello? My God.
This is amazing.
Just a little something I threw together.
Only took two whole days, but you're worth it.
Thank you.
I felt bad about us not being together
on Valentine's Day, but since, uh,
Kurt and Santana are out until tomorrow,
I thought we could take advantage.
(laughs)
Did you kiss somebody else when you were away?
You're kissing differently.
What if I did?
I thought we were in a modern and open relationship.
Yeah, we are.
But, I mean, the key is that we are honest
with each other with everything that we do.
So, did you see Finn?
Finn's fine. He lives in Ohio.
And I live here with you.
Cool?
Like a cucumber.
(laughs)
Thank you for being honest with me.
Well, speaking of being honest, what about you, huh?
Mm-hmm.
Who did you see? Who did you do?
Sure there are a lot lonely girls
in New York City on Valentine's Day.
I stayed at home and watched weightlifting videos.
Well, thank you for being honest with me.
Care to join me in the bedroom?
(sighs)
Is it okay if I pass tonight?
I have airplane belly.
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah. Of course.
I am kind of worn out from the night before you left.
Okay, so, couch time and...
Yes!
...I will get some popcorn.
I'm glad to have you back.
I genuinely missed you.
(school bell ringing)
Before you say anything, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry that I attacked you at the reception.
It's just, I saw you up there, singing with Blaine,
and I saw the old, legendary chemistry.
I saw two soul mates rediscovering each other,
and I was jealous.
Why couldn't that be me?
Why can't I have that with someone?
You will, just not with me.
I'm sorry that I've been throwing myself at you,
making a fool of myself,
hoping for something I know can never be.
It's okay, Tina. The truth is,
we've all experienced unrequited love before,
and we've all done things that we wish
we didn't, and we all just want to get back to being friends.
And that's just what we are. I mean, we're just friends.
Um, well, we're going to the double feature
of All About Eve and Showgirls at the revival house
if you want to come with us.
Wow.
Mystery solved, Hagatha Christie.
I'm gonna be a third wheel for the rest of my life.
First of all, that's not even remotely true.
Starting right now, I'm gonna help you get a boyfriend.
And second of all, when I called you a hag,
I was bringing attention to the fact
that you are honoring the noble and proud tradition of hagdom.
Ha, ha, ha.
Yeah, and I, for one, am psyched
that my very first hag was someone as kick-*** as...
BLAINE AND KURT: Ms. Tina Cohen-Chang.
(Tina laughs)
(school bell ringing)
Hey.
Sorry I didn't get to see you after the party.
I wanted to say thank you.
Uh, for what?
Come on. Jake is awesome and everything, but he's not
capable of that. Any of it.
I know it was you whispering in his ear like Cyrano.
Like who?
Anyway, it was sweet.
And romantic.
And whenever you do that for someone for real,
she's going to be the luckiest girl on the planet.
It was for real.
I'm sorry.
I should probably go.
Yeah.
(school bell ringing)
Uh, that was a fresh cup.
Clearly it's not working.
You're sitting there looking half-asleep.
What has gotten into you, Finn?
Everything.
The whole situation-- it sucks, and it's time to fix it.
No one ever felt
better sitting around, moping, feeling sorry for themselves.
That's what Glee Club, and you, have taught me over the years.
Never shy away from a challenge, never back down.
And-and no matter what, do not give up.
I am not giving up. I...
I just need time to process.
Look, there's no time to process, Mr. Shue.
Somewhere out there right now
there's a Miss Pillsbury running around
who should already be a Mrs. Schuester.
Emma needs her husband,
and the New Directions! need both of their coaches.
I'll be right by your side.
I'm your best man.
We're going to go and win nationals again...
together.
And together, we're gonna find your wife.
And we're gonna make things right.
Okay.
Thank you.
(school bell ringing)
Surprised to see me?
No.
I saw you two minutes ago. You took forever wheeling up here.
Before I went home, I wanted to apologize
for being so *** at the wedding.
When I get nervous, I get kind of mean.
Kind of mean? You were like Idi Amin mean.
I know, I'm working on that.
Anyway, thanks for putting up with me.
And thanks for...
You're, like, the best I've ever had.
And I've had a lot.
Oh, me, too.
I mean, my *** prowess is legendary
throughout the Great Lake states.
(both laugh)
Give me your digits, woman.
Why?
'Cause this Saturday I'm taking you out.
Like on a date?
Yes, definitely a date.
We'll grab some dinner, maybe see a movie...
Or we could just skip the dinner and movie, and...
Charter a private jet, fly to Paris,
dance under the Arc de Triomphe in the Champs-Elysées?
Yo, when you're rolling with Artie Abrams,
anything can happen.
(Ellie Goulding's "Anything Could Happen" begins)
♪ Stripped to the waist, we fall into the river ♪
♪ Cover your eyes so you don't know the secret ♪
♪ Yeah, since we found out ♪
♪ Since we found out ♪
♪ That anything could happen ♪
♪ Anything could happen, anything could ♪
♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh ♪
♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh ♪
♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh ♪
♪ Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh ♪
♪ After the war we said we'd fight together ♪
♪ Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh ♪
♪ I guess we thought that's just what humans do ♪
♪ Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh ♪
♪ But now I've seen it through ♪
♪ And now I know the truth ♪
♪ That anything could happen ♪
♪ Anything could happen, anything could ♪
♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh ♪
♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh ♪
♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh ♪
♪ Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh ♪
♪ Baby ♪
♪ I'll give you everything you need ♪
♪ I'll give you everything you need, oh ♪
♪ But I don't think I need you ♪
♪ Stripped to the waist, we fall into the river ♪
♪ Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh ♪
♪ Yeah, since we found out ♪
♪ Since we found out ♪
♪ That anything could happen ♪
♪ Anything could happen, anything could ♪
♪ I know it's gonna be ♪
♪ I know it's gonna be ♪
♪ I know it's gonna be ♪
♪ I know it's gonna be ♪
♪ I know it's gonna be ♪
♪ I know it's gonna be ♪
♪ All right ♪
♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh ♪
♪ Ooh, oh, yeah, oh, yeah ♪
♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh ♪
♪ Oh, yeah, ooh-ooh ♪
♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh ♪
♪ But I don't think I need you ♪
♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh ♪
♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh ♪
♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh ♪
♪ Anything could happen. ♪
(cheering, balloon pops)
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