Tip:
Highlight text to annotate it
X
Chuck. Come away from there.Let's go down enjoy the party.
Ι was at the party.I'm not really that into it.
Chuck, your father wouldn't have wanted this.
Dear old Dad? Unfortunately all I know is what he didn't want. Which is me.
I'm Chuck Bass!
-Who cares? -I do.
Don't you understand?
I'll always be here.
I don't want you going anywhere.
I couldn' t bear it.
So, whatever you wanna do to yourself
please,don't do that to me.
-That is Chuck Bass? -Who the hell are you?
I'm on the board of Bass industries.
Oh,Chuck.Didn't your father teach you
never makes buisness with...
-Look at you. -Did you do all of these?
What?
Throw you a brunch,try to do something nice,supportive.Yes!
I don't need your help.Stop trying to play the wife.
I'm sorry.I screwed up.
It's too late,Chuck.
I have survived through all these
but I can't watch you selfdestroyed,no longer. -Jack set me up.
There's no one to blame but yourself.
I believed in you.
Your father believed in you.
You are the only one who didn't.
All I wanted to do was just be there
but today when you called me your wife
made it sound like the ugliest word in the world. -Blair,please.
I'm sorry...but I'm done.
Big fan of your sites.
-You look what you've done? -No.
What are you doing?Trying to destroy the old you?Burn every bridge?
-It won't help.Believe me I have tried. -Well,maybe I should head up to the roof,make it a little more dramatic.
-This isn't you. -How do you know? -Because I know you better than I know myself.
Oh. Right. You can see right through me. Can't you, Chuck? Right to my core.
Do you remember the first time you saw the real me?
The Blair that danced for you that night at Victrola?
The Blair with none of the hangups, none of the frustrations. That's the Blair right here. Take me now. -Why? -To prove that nothing matters.
-No. This isn't you. It's not the Blair I want.
That's right. And I never will be again.
The danger with calling someone's bluff is that even if you win
Good bye,Chuck.
your risk them walking away from the table for good
-Listen. Blair... -No, me first.
-Nate's waiting for me to give him an answer. -I heard.
But you want to know what's stopping me. I can't answer his question while I'm waiting for you to answer mine.
The one I asked you forever ago. What are we Chuck?
-Blair... -Last fall you said we couldn't be together.
And I believed you.
But every time I try to move on you're right there, acting like... -Acting like what?
Like... maybe you just want me to be as unhappy as you are. -I would never wish that on anyone.
- I want you to be happy. -Then look down deep,
into the soul I know you have,
and tell me if what you feel for me is real.
Or if it's just a game. If it's real, we'll figure it out.All of us. But if it's not... then please Chuck. Just let me go.
-It's just a game. I hate to lose. You're free to go. -Thank you.
Chuck why did you just do that?
Because I love her. I can't make her happy.