4x08 - Juliet Doesn’t Live Here Anymore

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Vanessa stole my phone and sent an e-mail to my Professor.

I did not do this.

I wanted to be friends, but what did you expect me to do? Serena's Professor is Colin Our cousin Colin.

And what's the problem? I need him.

He pays for my school, my rent.

Relationships with faculty are strictly forbidden.

I don't think I can make it six weeks.

At least we stopped ourselves before we made a mess of everything.

No one found out, so we're safe.

You're different than anyone I've ever known.

Well, you know what? Just save it.

'Cause you're exactly like everyone I've ever known.

A peace treaty based on more than just a handshake.

And who am I? That's a secret I'll never tell.

You know you love me.

X.

O.

X.

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, Gossip Girl.

Morning, Upper East Siders.

Hope you had a good night's sleep Or at least a good night's play.

I need to talk.

I'm having Colin issues.

And boundary issues.

Ladies knock.

And besides, the only issue you should be having with Professor Forrester is the topic of your midterm.

Now if you don't mind, I'd like to hit the snooze button on this conversation and go back to Okay.

All I can think about is how much I wanna be on his arm at the ballet.

And instead, I've got the dean's target on my back.

How are we supposed to even try to have a relationship? I hate it when the duvet puffs up like that.

Maybe it's just the way you're sitting.

I know we agreed to wait, but it feels like meanwhile, life is just passing us by.

It's it's not fair.

Life is tough, Serena.

Just Get a helmet.

Or at least borrow one of my chapeaus.

Wear it all day to remind you not to lose your Head.

Get on! Go! Well, thank you for the great advice.

This comforter blocks out so much noise, they could sell it at Bose.

Ugh.

This has got to end.

I thought it just did.

That was the last time.

Hey.

I'm, uh, headed over to my dad and Lily's for breakfast.

Do you wanna come? Actually, I have a lot of work.

But if you could swipe some Santa Maria novella soap for me while you're there That's right.

The, uh, olive oil, not the mint.

I know.

I had no idea you were a Colin Forrester fan.

I saw Matt Lauer interview him on the "today" show recently.

Yeah? What what was it about? Who was cuter.

Or maybe that was just me.

Well, he's no Maria Bartiromo, but he is Serena's Professor, and she's been raving about him, so I figured I'd borrow that book from her.

And you checked out of this conversation the minute the "s" word came up.

Sorry, but ever since the Hamilton house debacle, I'm dead to anyone in Serena's life, except for you.

Nate doesn't even return my calls.

Well if it makes you feel any better, he's not talking to me, either.

He's still pissed that I stole that treaty.

Well, unlike you, I didn't do anything.

Juliet framed me.

She's crazy.

Is any of this ringing a bell? Vanessa, let's not get into this again.

We we put it behind us.

We'll leave it there.

All right? I got it.

We're good.

I'll call you later.

Hi! Sorry I'm late.

I had to pull an all-nighter just to finish "persuasion" for my comp lit class.

Apparently, even Jane Austen can have a misfire.

Nice try.

You're just trying to avoid finishing our conversation from the other night.

You promised me you weren't in contact with Ben.

I'm all he has.

It's not that easy for him.

Prison shouldn't be easy, especially when you deserve to be there.

He didn't do it.

You're the only person that thinks that.

Why else would his lawyer have him plead guilty? Look, I understand he's your brother and you love him, but you are playing with fire.

Oh, really? And you're not? What is that supposed to mean? I saw the way that you were looking at Serena Van Der Woodsen at Blair Waldorf's party the other night.

If you'll excuse me, I'm running late, so let me just say this I may pay for your life here, but if you continue to see your brother, it will cost you, and this is what you will lose.

You know how much money you can make in lobsters? No, Daniel, I do not.

Sorry, I just kind of assumed when you invited me for family breakfast that there would be, uh, more family involved.

Yeah, so did I, but I forgot about Lily and Eric going to his interview at Wesleyan.

And Serena? Do you know where she is this morning? 'Cause, I mean, you know, Nate mentioned Uh, she might be seeing someone.

Well, Lily hasn't said anything.

Why don't you just ask her? Because I have a vested interest in her answer.

Things between us got so sidetracked after everything with Milo and and and Vanessa.

I just would like to get them figured out once and for all.

I don't know how she feels.

So take her to coffee or something and ask her.

You're right.

I'll just go find her on campus.

I'm gonna go for broke today.

I'm glad I could be so influential.

Oh, no, it's actually the title of chapter one here "Going for Broke," but, um, you're awesome, too, dad.

Yo! Where have you been? You haven't been home in days.

Well, the New York marathon was this weekend.

Those women run 26.

2 miles in under 3 hours, so their warm-ups are key.

What about you? Things back on with Juliet? A romantic rendezvous? No, that's over.

I'm just actually swinging by her place to return her things she left at the suite.

I just gotta get rid of them so I can finally be done.

Closure the unobtainable goal.

In my personal experience, the closest I've come to getting it is through mass amounts of hate sex.

But that's just me.

I think I'll stick to giving Juliet her shampoo and copy of "the help" back.

Well, you go ahead.

I've left my blackberry in the limo.

You're holding it.

Then I need another ristretto.

See you around.

What if someone sees? You don't like that anymore? No, you idiot.

I mean, what if someone we know sees? What what am I saying? There will be nothing to see.

This ends here.

What about over there? Okay.

Hurry.

You realize this breaks our pact not to be alone together.

Ah, it wasn't us.

It was fate.

I mean, can we help it if we're in the same place at the same time, hailing the same cab? It has happened before.

Numerous times, which is why you know how long it would've taken to hail another one during rush hour.

I'm having a whole new appreciation for pleather seats with duct tape.

Though where I really wanna be with you is at the ballet tonight.

It would be in public, so we'd be forced to restrain ourselves.

Unfortunately, I know more than a few Columbia faculty members who are big supporters of the Balanchine.

Probably not a good idea.

You're right.

I just hate that we have to wait over a month to have another accidental cab ride together.

Unless that's enough for you? Why don't we go away for the weekend? What? We can go to Harbour island.

We can spend days on the beach and nights having long talks over dinner.

Separate rooms, of course, so no rules get broken.

We're almost there.

What are you thinking? I'm packing in my head already.

In a city that never sleeps, it's important to always be alert Because if you blink, you might miss something Or someone.

Yes, hi.

I need to make an appointment with dean Reuther right away.

I have something that she wants to see.

But be careful, since the truth can be eye-opening.

Hey, excuse me.

I'm dropping some stuff off for Juliet Sharp.

Who? Juliet Sharp.

Uh, 4a, I think it is? I'm sorry.

There's no one named Sharp in this building Or Juliet for that matter, at least not in the eight years I've worked here.

Good morning, Upper East Siders.

This is your wake-up call.

Serena.

What are you doing on campus so early? Watching you climb out of a brownstone vestibule with Chuck following like the Bass that ate the canary.

And no denials.

Your skirt's on backwards.

No, it isn't.

Fine, I may have slipped up a little, but it's just sex, and a one-time thing at that.

Or maybe a 5-time thing.

Okay, if we're being honest, I've lost count how many times Though that depends on what you're actually counting as Blair, what are you doing? You've come so far.

Don't fall off the wagon now.

I haven't.

It's just your ordinary, run-of-the-mill ex sex, fueled by the most common of aphrodisiacs mutual loathing and disdain.

May I remind you that both of those are feelings? And having any feelings for Chuck is where the problems always start.

There are about as many feelings between me and Chuck as there are thoughts in Levi Johnston's head.

We're nothing more than enemies with benefits.

And quite a lot of judgment coming from you, Elizabeth Taylor.

You're about one inappropriate relationship away from the Guinness book.

Colin and I actually had a very good talk this morning, and he wants a real relationship, too.

Yes, I hear the 97th street transverse is a lovely spot to drive past on a date.

I saw you get in that cab.

We happen to be going away this weekend so we can get to know each other like a normal couple while still adhering to our rules, of course.

Please.

Do you forget what happens to you on vacations? There's a reason why you never get a tan line.

You have no willpower.

And you do? Yes.

I stopped having meaningful sex with Chuck, and I can just as easily stop having meaningless sex with him.

In fact, I am going to call him right now and make it clear that our little dalliance is finished forever.

And maybe you should follow my example before you get your passport stamped again.

Hey.

This how you return phone calls now? I went to Juliet's apartment this morning, and it turns out she doesn't live there.

She never has.

What? Look, I'm sorry, Vanessa.

I should've believed you when you said she set you up.

Juliet's a liar.

She's been lying to me this whole time.

Finally! Took someone long enough.

But seriously, I-I appreciate you telling me.

Enough to help me find out what she's hiding? Let me see writing a paper on Hannah Arendt or a secret mission that might help me clear my name? Let me grab my bag.

All right.

Why do you have mad face? Is everything okay? No, it's not okay.

You should know better.

I think I missed something.

I didn't.

I saw you this morning getting out of a cab with Colin Forrester.

Are you having an affair with your Professor? Well, technically, he's a guest lecturer, and, no, it's not an affair because we agreed not to do anything until the semester's over.

It's romantic.

What would be romantic is him actually making a sacrifice for you.

What are you saying? When we were together, I would've done anything for you.

So if this billionaire really cares about you, then why can't he quit teaching, take you on a date? You're worth more than a guest lecturer fee.

Everyone knows that.

I just wish you did.

Sex in the limo.

We've literally come full circle.

You're right.

We need to do whatever we can to end this.

It may be difficult, but it's the only way.

Arthur, we need to pick up some Klug du Mensil '95 And lots of condoms.

It's going to be a long day of immersion therapy.

If Blair and I are going to end this, we'll have to have sex as many times as we can in the next 24 hours.

Dorota, you have to keep me away from Chuck for the next 24 hours, no matter what.

But, miss Blair Don't "miss Blair" me! The only way to be done with this thing once and for all is to have a Bass-ectomy.

Now help keep me occupied.

Hey.

I was just on my way to your office.

Look, I've been thinking Think no more.

We're about to go on vacation.

We leave tomorrow morning.

At least I do.

What do you mean? I'm on a 9:00 A.

M.

flight, and you'll be on the 11:00.

Separate flights? We'll meet at the pink sands.

Your room's under your name.

I always book mine under "buffett.

" Uh-oh.

I can tell you're thinking again.

Yeah, I'm just thinking maybe this trip isn't such a great idea.

Okay.

Fine.

We won't go anywhere.

We'll just go back to waiting, tough it out.

But we shouldn't have to.

We say we want a real relationship, but the truth is neither one of us is willing to make a sacrifice.

I'm confused.

We both knew the deal going in.

What's changed? I did, I guess.

I don't know.

Maybe we're not such a great idea.

What happened when you got out of the cab? We both know that this is just a case of bad timing.

I'm just the first one to say it.

I'm sorry.

I was surprised you called.

I really thought you never wanted to talk to me again.

'Cause you broke up with me doesn't mean we can't be friends, right? *** Sorry.

Chuck's asking where the batteries are.

Okay, now I know you're lying.

I wish I knew when you were.

It would've saved me a lot of time now, wouldn't it? Nate, what's going on here? I should be asking you that.

I went to your apartment today, and they said you don't live there, okay.

And I thought for sure I was done giving a damn about you, but I just can't let it go.

I mean, why why do you need to lie about everything? Because I didn't want you to see where I really live.

My actual apartment is a studio on 126th street, and I I couldn't even afford that if it weren't for my cousin.

He pays for my rent, my tuition, and the rest of the stuff, I scrape together or return When I can, okay? So that's what you've been hiding? That that you're Poor? Do you really think I would've been keymaster of Hamilton house if people knew I took metro north to Woodbury common twice a month? Or that I do my own hair? And would Nate Archibald really have wanted to date me if he knew I lived above a bodega in a fifth floor walk-up with fluorescent lights and Ikea furniture I put together myself? When my dad went to jail, I had nothing, okay? So I know I know what it's like to feel the need to keep up.

I'm sorry I lied to you.

I was ashamed.

And that's the reason I broke it off between us, because I I didn't want to get too close.

But I did really like you, and I still like you.

I should probably get going No, no, no, no.

Wait.

Wait.

You finally told me the truth, and I'm a big believer in second chances.

I've had a couple in my life.

There's the, uh, winter opening for the New York city ballet tonight.

Would you wanna come? Maybe wear a dress that you actually own, even if it's from Woodbury common? Yes, I would love to.

Thank you for understanding.

You can't even imagine how much it means to me.

*** They say a picture's worth a thousand words.

But in this case, it seems like there's only three letters to adequately describe these pictures O.

M.

G.

** ** ** Dorota! Blair, is there something we need to talk about? This is no cause for concern, Serena.

I know I said I was quitting Chuck, and I am.

It's just a bit harder to Chuck Chuck than I thought.

What if I need sex rehab like Jesse James? You're gonna overcome this, maybe because I overcame my obstacle today.

I showed some willpower, and I broke up with Colin.

Good for you.

For once, you're thinking with your brain and not with your Macaroon? If he really wanted to be with me, all he needed to do was just drop the class.

It was a class that he didn't want or need to teach anyway.

You are Serena Van Der Woodsen.

You deserve a guy who would move mountains to be with you if he had to.

I've been thinking about that all day.

And you're Blair Waldorf.

Fortitude is your talent.

Stay strong.

I'll see you at the ballet.

Gotta go make a call.

Thank you for letting me come by.

I just I wanted to let you know in person that I heard what you said about Ben, and I'm taking your advice.

I'm cutting off all communication with him.

Glad to hear it.

What changed your mind? There's this guy that I like, and I broke up with him because Ben wanted me to.

And now this guy, Nate he wants to try again.

And I can't say no to a second chance.

It's just it's so hard giving up on Ben.

I mean, you remember what he was like before? He was so optimistic, idealistic.

I mean, the day he became a teacher was the happiest day of his life.

And I guess I just I still see him like that.

I know, but he's not that person anymore.

He's a 26-year-old convict who still hasn't taken responsibility for his actions.

He's not gonna be able to move on until he accepts what happened.

I guess I don't want to accept it either.

But I have to.

I have to stop talking to him for my own good.

Thank you.

Sometimes you have to let things go so there's room for better things to come into your life.

Well put.

Your words.

"Winner!" Chapter three.

Those were my words, weren't they? Mm-hmm.

Thank you.

What are you doing here?! Step any closer, and I'll scream.

You better believe you will.

If we're going to end this, we have to start the immersion therapy right away.

What are you talking about? This is a detox.

We have to stay away from each other.

Where's the fun in that? Cleanses aren't fun.

They're effective.

You know what's even more effective? Excess.

Eat anything too much, and you won't want it again.

I hope you did your yoga.

This could go on a while.

No! Miss Blair, no! Professor Forrester is downstairs.

What? Why? He's here for me as my date.

A date? Yes, and I must leave now to go to the ballet with him and not have sex with you.

If KGB can't get me to talk, Chuck Bass has no chance.

Hey.

Hey.

What are you doing tonight? I got a hot date with some Grimaldi's and Netflix.

Why? Well, I ended it with Colin.

Oh, you did? That's terrible.

No, you were right about him, so it's actually good.

But DVDs and pizza, really? What, you got a better offer? How do you feel about ballet? Watching or performing? Meet me at the Lincoln center fountain in an hour, and we'll discuss both after.

Okay, I'll be there.

Blair.

Is Serena here? No, but the better question is, why are you here? I came to my senses and did what I should've done weeks ago.

I called the dean and told her I am done teaching at Columbia, even managed to find a replacement.

Just when I had written you off Well, not "just.

" I kind of wrote you off weeks ago.

Sorry.

But now you're coming with me.

We're gonna go find Serena so you two unfairly genetically blessed people can be together, and I can escape the best sex of anyone's life based solely on principle.

And if anyone asks, you're my date.

Blair! Hurry.

There's a Bass on the loose, and it's hungry.

Actually So am I.

Vanessa! What How did you know that I That you live here? I saw you check into Ollie's a lot on foursquare, so I paid the delivery man to give me your address, and slipping some cash to your super got me in your door.

You should probably move to a safer neighborhood.

Why would you break into my apartment? Because I was looking for something to prove to everyone that you're the crazy liar that I know you are.

And, well, mission accomplished.

And then I found this.

Please, you don't understand.

Juliet, I'm sorry I didn't believe you when you said Serena sent the e-mail.

You were right.

She was trading sex for grades all along.

But don't worry.

Your secret is safe with me.

I'm far more interested in exposing Serena Van Der Woodsen than some petty class pretender.

Thanks, I guess, but I don't plan on showing those pictures to anyone.

Why not? You have just what you need to destroy Serena and vindicate me.

Vanessa, I am so sorry that you got dragged into this, and I wish that I could fix it for you, but I'm no longer interested in taking down Serena.

In fact, the only thing that I'm doing with those photos is deleting them.

You you you can't be serious.

You have just what you need to show the world who Serena really is, and you just now decide to change? I had to make a choice, so I chose.

Fine.

It's better if we put this behind us.

Looks like the chip on Vanessa's shoulder just went digital.

Colin, this is Gillian Murphy and Ethan Stiefel of American ballet theatre.

Excuse me.

I'll, uh, I'll see you inside, yeah? Yeah.

Dan Humphrey at the opening night of the ballet? Let me guess Serena's date? Ah, and you were last week.

Yeah.

She's probably just using you to make that Colin guy jealous, just like she used me at Blair's.

Actually, she and Colin broke up.

Is that so? Hi! I don't understand.

You brought Colin as your date? Are you on a sugar high? No.

He's your date, not mine.

Shall we head inside? Sorry, man.

You shouldn't have thought you were any different.

I resigned from Columbia.

I don't care about being a teacher.

I care about being with you.

I can't believe you did that.

What I can't believe is how long it took me to do it.

Blair, we need to talk, or, rather, not talk.

What don't you get? I'm here with a date.

Professor Forrester isn't a date.

He's a distraction.

Keep your focus.

Give in to your desires, your needs.

Let's finish this the right way.

Colin isn't a distraction.

You are.

What? He and I made a deal.

We couldn't be together until the class was over, but it's so hard.

So I had to work out my desires somewhere.

Nice try.

I'll be waiting in a telephone booth across from the dress circle.

See you in five.

Help yourself, sir.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Opening night of the ballet tuxedos, champagne.

Of course you'd be here.

Just a heads-up, Serena's here, Blair, Chuck, the whole g*ng.

The person I'm here to see is dean Reuther.

She's a big supporter of the ballet.

I-I assume she's around here somewhere.

Everyone your own age is mad at you, so you're befriending the dean? Juliet was right about Serena.

She's having an affair with her Professor.

How do you know that? I found pictures of Serena and Colin Forrester at Juliet's apartment.

What? Juliet took photos of Serena? And now everyone will know the truth.

Vanessa.

Don't do that.

Why? For Serena? Sorry, Nate.

Dan, wait.

I think I've waited enough.

Tell me something, Serena.

How how far down the list did you get before you called me to be your date? I mean, obviously, you couldn't come with Colin since he's your Professor, and Nate was last week's beard.

So so what does that make me? Bachelor number three? I didn't know Colin was coming.

I also didn't know that he quit his job to be with me.

Okay.

So what now? Why do I even ask? Thank you, all, for coming to tonight's benefit, kicking off the winter season of the New York city ballet.

Tonight's program is dedicated to the late George Balanchine, a true pioneer in the world of dance and the founder of this great organization, and a good friend of mine.

Hear, hear! Hear, hear.

Excuse me.

Yes? Dean Reuther, hi.

Oh my Vanessa Abrams, is that you? My apologies, dean.

I haven't seen this one since Exeter! Mm! No problem, Ms.

Sharp.

Have a nice evening.

You, too.

Exeter? Seriously? What are you doing here? And why were you talking to the dean? Maybe because you aren't.

I gave you back your camera, but I kept the memory card.

Hey, I thought we decided not to do anything with that.

No, you decided.

I've been losing to Serena for three years, watching her get away with anything and everything, and I'm over it.

Tell you don't feel the same way.

I mean, there's obviously a reason you took these photos.

Yeah, there was, but I had a change of heart.

If you're doing this because of Nate, then you should know the truth.

He set you up.

How do you think he took you to coffee out of the blue? He kept you occupied while I searched your apartment.

And I, uh, told Nate about the photos.

And I'm pretty sure he's filling in Blair right now.

Face it.

At the end of the day, you're an outsider just like me.

And if it's ever between one of us and Serena Van Der Woodsen, they will always choose Serena.

Excuse me, dean Reuther.

I have something that you need to see.

Put on your toe shoes, Serena.

It's gonna be hard to dance your way out of this one.

I have proof that Serena Van Der Woodsen is having an affair with her Professor.

Ms.

Sharp, I am here with friends.

This is the one night of the year where I get to try and put everything else out of my mind and just enjoy myself.

Dean Reuther, may I please have a moment with you? Of course you're involved with this, Ms.

Waldorf.

I told you and Ms.

Van Der Woodsen to try and stay off my radar.

Dean Reuther, I'm not lying.

What's going on? Nothing that concerns you, Professor, or concerns anyone for the moment.

Actually, it does concern Colin.

He's the one in the photos with Serena.

Is that why you resigned your position today? While it's true that I resigned because of my involvement with a student, it's nobody's business who that student is.

All that matters is that the responsibility is mine, and I took it by leaving my post.

That's somewhat admirable, Colin.

And while usually it's the Professor in the student-Professor relationship that takes responsibility for any impropriety, if that student is under suspicion of trading sex for grades in the past, I think we might need to examine the situation a little more closely.

Oh, let me get my camera.

Here.

Look as close as you want.

Oh, let me help you with that.

Oops.

You didn't want to look at those photos anyway because it wasn't Serena in them.

It was me.

Blair, you don't have to do this.

Why would I jeopardize my college career by lying? So go ahead, fire Colin.

Oh, wait.

He already quit.

Allegro! If I could say something, I, for one, completely corroborate Ms.

Waldorf's story.

She was indeed having an affair with Professor Forrester.

I know this because I keep tabs on everyone Blair sees and talks to, due to my insatiable jealousy.

Though she did state something to the effect that he didn't quite satisfy her like I used to.

It's true.

Don't you see? They're all protecting each other.

This is what they always do.

I'm sorry.

Who are you? Ms.

Sharp, the reality is that with no proof, I can't tell who is telling the truth.

Yeah, well, there was proof, until Blair drowned it.

Juliet, I don't like tattletales much more than I like young women who use their sexuality to further their academic careers.

So if you will please excuse me, I'm going to try my best to enjoy this performance, which, hopefully, is a little more graceful than the one I've just seen.

Good evening.

Excuse me, Serena.

You took photos of me?! What the hell were you thinking?! You should've never gotten involved with Serena Van Der Woodsen in the first place.

I tried to warn you.

Oh, yeah, you really had my back.

I always knew Ben would eventually turn you against me, but I never thought you would do something like this.

It's not that simple.

I never meant to hurt you.

In this case, the only person you hurt is yourself, because starting now, you are completely cut off.

As far as I'm concerned.

You are as dead to me as your brother.

Colin! Now it's our turn.

Your obsession with Serena has grown tiresome.

Just because you have no money and delusions of grandeur does not make it okay for you to be a single white trash female.

Nate, this isn't me.

You know that.

Why would I ever believe anything you say again? Well, you can believe the part where she does her own hair.

You tried to destroy my friendship with Blair, my reputation, my academic career.

You failed every time, and now it's time for you to go.

I'm trying to.

He's talking about Columbia.

You don't belong there anyway.

If we catch you hanging around again, there will be consequences.

And we're really good at payback.

Spotted one ugly duckling exiled.

Let's hope she doesn't turn into a black swan.

I am so sorry about everything.

I had no idea just how troubled Juliet was.

Oh, there's no way you could've seen it.

She didn't like me before you and I met or she and I met.

She was always jealous of mine and Nate's past.

And when she found out I was seeing you It was the last straw.

But I just don't understand why she would hurt you, though.

I mean, you guys are family.

And from what Nate said, she owes you a lot.

Well, it makes more sense than I'd like it to.

Our family history is Pretty complicated.

But what I will never get is how easy it is for some people to throw away everything that's good just to settle a score.

Well, hang around the Upper East Side a little longer, and you'll see it all the time.

I'm willing to take my chances if you are.

Oh.

When I met you, I was running away from someone.

I'm sorry that I ran right into you.

I'm sorry you gave up teaching for me.

I feel awful.

To be honest, I was never any good.

I hate using a red pen Stop it.

And lecturing in front of kids wearing pajamas is borderline degrading.

So what are you gonna do? Oh, get back to doing what I do well being a businessman.

No relationships, no roots.

Just Work.

That's a horrible idea.

You're a good person.

Someone deserves to have you do more than just put them in a cab.

Good luck, Serena.

Thank you.

Hey, Dan, I don't know where you are right now, but I just got back to my place, and I was wondering if we could meet.

I sorry.

Um, anyway I'll wait outside for you.

Would it be cheesy of me to say "for however long it takes"? Bye.

Would it be cheesy of me to say "for however long it takes"? Bye.

End of messages.

Serena.

Hey.

Nate.

Hey, what are you doing here? I've just been walking around, trying to clear my head after everything that happened tonight.

I think it would take more than just a walk for that.

You know, when, um We had that fight at fashion's night out, you were right.

It was it was Juliet that made me turn on you when you got back from Paris.

You know, I can't help but wonder what would've happened if it weren't for her.

You know, maybe things would be different now.

Different? The two of us, we've been through so much together.

And I just God, I really miss you.

Just give me a second chance.

I won't let you down.

Sometimes in life, we hit a crossroads And are forced to choose which path we want to take.

There's nothing I love more than coming home with a victory under my belt.

What do you think our count is? For us, a million.

The world zero.

Sometimes I think a takedown's better than sex.

Don't get crazy now.

Well, it's an endorphin rush.

Plus it makes me think of old times.

I really appreciate you stepping up tonight.

I wanted to say you owe me, but for some reason, didn't feel right.

Wow.

Holding back from a thr*at.

It's almost like something a friend would do.

Maybe that's because that's what we are friends.

Well, who knew it'd take tons of hate sex and a public takedown for us to finally get here? I should be going.

Good night, Waldorf.

Same to you, Bass.

And there's no way of knowing if our journey will lead us to pleasure or to pain.

Hi.

Um, I'm Juliet Sharp.

You you don't know me, but a friend of ours thinks that we share mutual enemies on the Upper East Side, and, well, I could really use some help from the inside right now.

This this is so weird.

You you probably think I'm crazy.

Uh, well, if you are, I'm sure they made you that way.

Believe me, I know from firsthand experience.

Uh, what exactly did you have in mind? Once we've made our choice, there's no turning back.

Watch out, Upper East Side.

I think this could be the beginning of an ugly friendship.

X.

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X.

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, Gossip Girl.