Gossip Girl (2007–2012): Season 3, Episode 16 - The Empire Strikes Jack - full transcript

Gossip Girl here,
your one and only source...

...into the lives of Manhattan's elite.

I can't have you spending time
with someone mixed up with drugs.

Damien and I broke up.

You touch this dress,
you will never set foot in here again.

You should do your own clothing line.
I can model them. You can do this.

I had no idea you'd be a thief.

Agnes. Give me my dresses.
What are you doing?

Keeping these feelings inside
is killing me.

- I wanna tell everybody how happy I am.
- I think you should tell people.

I wanna be as much a part
of your life as you'll let me.



I need someone
to take over operations of my hotel.

There are other people.

- Those people aren't my mother.
- We have a hotel?

We do.

Where has she been?

And who am I?

That's one secret I'll never tell.

You know you love me. XOXO...

...Gossip Girl.

They say the clothes
make the man, but who makes the clothes?

On the Upper East Side,
it's Eleanor Waldorf.

And we hear her new line is to die for.

Is this the model we're going with?

Uh, where are we going?
Everyone was coming for brunch.



The first since
you moved back to Lily's.

As hard as it is for me to admit, there are
some things more important than waffles.

I'm not gonna let you spend
another day sulking.

Okay, well, you grounded me.

I won't be able to unground you
till you're okay.

- That's why we're going to Eleanor's.
- Wait, what?

I was talking to Serena.
She said Eleanor...

...is having a pop-up fashion show...

...for her new junior line.
So I called and asked if you could help out.

Dad, the last time I worked for Eleanor,
it didn't exactly end well, remember?

I also remember my daughter
used to love working in fashion.

Listen, just give it a shot.
Your room's not going anywhere.

This isn't so bad, is it?

Thanks, Dad.

I'll see you at home tonight.
After the show.

There's something about
waking up on the day of a fashion show.

The smell of fresh pleats wafting
through the city.

Nothing quickens your blood
quite like couture.

Ride uptown? My mother would
love to see you for breakfast.

I have a breakfast. With my mother.

I'm so proud of you
for opening up to Elizabeth.

She earned my trust. And I, hers.

She seems to be faring well
at the helm of the mighty Empire?

She's a natural.

Have a perfect day.

Nothing says luxury
quite like your own private army.

Victor, is everything all right?

Mr. Bass, you need to vacate
the premises immediately.

I think you've misunderstood.

I put my mother
in charge for the time being...

...but I'm not leaving the hotel.

Actually, sir, these orders
come from her.

My, look who's risen from the dead.

I just wanted to say thank you
so much for this opportunity...

...and I've learned a lot since the
last time we worked together.

And I won't let you down.

Well, despite our troubled past,
as I told your father...

...I am a firm believer
in second chances. So...

I even rehired your friend.

Jenny.

Agnes.

Uh, hi. How are you?

Ninety days sober in AA.

Good for you. Now, Jenny,
what are you waiting for?

Get Agnes fitted. Come on.
I like to see my elves busy.

Clock's ticking.

You ready? Because this is it.

Mm. I'm ready. It's time.

We're just gonna go in
and tell everyone we're dating.

Exactly. It's no big.

Hey, it's the lovebirds. Ha, ha.

- Hey, you two.
- Oh, hey.

- He told you, didn't he?
- She can read my mind. I mean...

You couldn't wait to tell.

Speaking for everyone else,
I think it's great.

Now that the happy couple
has arrived, let's go eat.

Come on.

I have some very exciting news.

Mr. Conwell is flying in from
Salt Lake City to see the show tonight.

Mr. Conwell?

He is the CEO
of Conwell's Department Stores.

Blair, it's the biggest retailer
in the entire country.

And my first choice
to carry the new junior line.

What about Barneys or Saks...

...or Bloomingdale's?

No, my dear, high-end has fallen
on hard times.

Mr. Conwell can put my line
in over 5000 retail locations.

Where Bristol Palin shops?

Feed the masses, eat with the classes.

Although you do raise
a very good point.

My usual crowd of uptown socialites...

...and boho fashionistas might give
Mr. Conwell the wrong message.

We need to surround him
with wholesome American girls.

The kind of girl
he wants to shop at Conwell's.

I just had the most inspired idea.

Dessert at Momofuku after the show?

No. You should invite all of your college
girlfriends to see the show tonight.

Mother, it's very last minute.

Miss Blair keep girls on busy schedule.
Must beat drum, she says.

Baby beat Dorota's stomach
like Lars from Metallica.

Aw, I need a gaggle
of pink-cheeked college freshmen.

Just bring 10 or 20. No more than 30.

Tell them how important it is to you.
To me. I need Mr. Conwell to say yes.

But, Miss Blair, you have no friends.
Even NYU minions very second-rate.

Actually, there is one person
at NYU who could help.

- Chuck.
- Did you send Security to kick me out?

- Just listen. L...
- No.

Let me. Morning, nephew.

What is this leech doing
stuck to my hotel?

Your hotel? This is Elizabeth's hotel.

You're just a guest
who's no longer welcome here.

I'm sorry, Chuck. You need to leave.

What?

Wait, what the hell is going on here?

Isn't it obvious?

You've been played, Chucky,
from the very beginning.

Now, it's check-out time,
and we need to get your room ready...

...for, well, me.

Stop.

We hear Chuck's hotel
is hanging on by a thread...

...and Jack's pulling all the strings.

Vanessa, I'm seriously so happy
for you guys.

Thanks. It's been really great. It's been
so easy to be with Dan, you know?

Knowing someone your whole life.

- Yeah, it definitely has its advantages.
- Ha-ha-ha.

When you've known someone so long,
you're comfortable.

Nate and I have no problem
trying new things.

Not like that. Just keeping
the romance and mystery alive.

You don't ever wanna fall into a rut.
I'm sure you and Dan...

- Yeah, we always try new things.
- Heh.

So since you guys are out of hiding,
what are your plans tonight?

Come to Eleanor's fashion show.

Actually, we're doing dinner at the loft.
Vanessa's cooking up some...

Private dinner. Mm. Sounds romantic.

No, no, it's not like that.
We're just gonna watch a movie.

Just cooking up noodles.
It's become our Saturday tradition.

Agnes, can you
put your arms down, please?

Both arms.

Look, Agnes, I'm sorry
for how everything went down.

I shouldn't have tried
to cut you out of the fashion line.

I was gonna quit anyway.
Those dresses were lame.

Agnes, I'm trying to apologize.
You trusted me, believed in me...

...and I betrayed you. I was wrong.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry for torching your dresses.
Truth is, they were amazing.

Over it?

I missed you, bitch. Heh, heh.

What is it?

Nothing.

Ugh, well, truth is
I was dating this guy named Damien.

And he was a lot of things,
one of them being a dealer.

Heh, the Sid to your Nancy?
That's awesome. What happened?

Well, when I didn't want to
whatever with him, he bailed.

He keeps texting me
for his stupid pills.

Sweetie, you can't let him
treat you like that.

I know. But... Whatever. Spin.

- Hey, Damien? It's Jenny's friend Agnes.
- What are you doing?

She wanted me to call you
to set up the swap.

We were thinking
the Waldorf pop-up show?

Love it. Kiss.

Agnes.

What? Chill out.
This is your payback, okay?

He's gonna show up.
Wave the baggie in front of his face...

...and then flush it down the toilet.

No one gets hurt,
and you get to show him who's boss.

You gotta take back your pride, babe.

All right, I'll admit,
that's actually kind of brilliant.

Heh, heh. We're total bitches.

Hey.

I wanna do something special
for Dan tonight.

Vanessa, I'm sorry.
I hope I didn't make you feel...

Not at all. You were right.
Noodles and movies?

I mean, I just don't want it to feel
like his one-millionth dinner...

...with the girl he's known his whole life.
- Role-play.

You know, that's not a terrible idea.

Why don't you do a date night
inspired by one of his favorite films?

He would not be expecting that.

- Hey, so I'll see you at the loft at 6?
- Six-thirty maybe.

Okay.

- Oh, my God.
- What's wrong?

We have to find Chuck.

You hate it?

I'd forgotten how talented you are.

I wanna close with this.

And after the show is over,
you and I need to have a talk about...

...finding you a more permanent position
with Waldorf Designs.

Heh, yeah, wow, Eleanor.
Thank you so much.

Yeah.

Treats were in your dresser
just like you said.

Grabbed this clutch to hide them.

Ooh, the eagle has landed.
Thank you, Kali.

I'm sorry, Agnes. I don't think
I wanna go through with this.

It's just that it's the first time in weeks
I've been able to not think about Damien...

...and the first time in even longer
that I've actually been happy.

I just really forgot how much I love this.
I don't wanna do anything to mess it up.

I'll just text Damien
and tell him to forget it, okay?

It's okay. I get it. I was just
trying to help out an old friend.

- Chuck, are you okay?
- Hey, what's going on?

It would appear we've all been players
in a Jack Bass plot.

The reappearance of my mother,
the lawsuit...

...it's all been part
of an elaborate ruse...

...to get me to sign over my hotel
to Elizabeth.

You have to admire his handiwork.

Have you spoken to your lawyers?
There's gotta be a way.

Turns out my lawyer
was in on it. Regardless...

...a suit to regain control
would take months...

...by which time Jack
would've bankrupted the hotel...

...making it easy pickings
for whatever vultures he has lined up.

My only hope
is to talk to Elizabeth alone...

...convince her to sign the hotel
back over to me.

What makes you think
she's gonna do that?

This isn't her idea.

Jack has something on her.
I just need to figure out what. I'll call you.

Ugh, we thought Chuck
got his dark side from his father.

- Maybe his mother's the one that's evil.
- Lf she is his mother.

The story Elizabeth told me,
how do we know if it's true?

Chuck did a DNA test.
It was his guy at the N.Y.P.D.

He probably sent it out to a lab.
I wouldn't put it past Jack Bass to fake it.

Whatever the truth is,
Chuck isn't ready to hear it.

I have to get ready for a fashion show.

It's in two hours,
and I have 30 friends coming.

What friends?

- Excuse me, Miss Brandeis?
- Can I help you?

I'm Dorota. Uh, Miss Blair
would like to know...

What is your hourly?
And if you have any friends. Like 30?

Thirty?

Hey, Jenny, can you help me
get these racks downstairs?

- Oh, don't worry, I can watch your stuff.
- Thanks. Okay.

Careful, J, the show's about
to start, and it looks like Eleanor's line...

...is going to bring a whole new meaning
to high fashion.

Like taking candy from a baby.

Helen, thank you so much for coming.

Storey, you look adorable.

I know what Chuck said,
but shouldn't...?

Do nothing. He says he wants
to handle it on his own. We let him.

You don't think it's killing me?

- Oh, my God. Brandeis is here.
- Finally.

- Serena.
- Brandeis. How's Congressman Wade?

He's polling very well these days.

There's your target, the guy over there
talking to my mom, Ed Conwell.

And remember,
you guys are my BFFs from NYU, so...

We got it, Blair.
We're closed for businessmen.

What? My mother wanted me
to pack the crowd...

...with wholesome American girls.
- So you hired escorts?

B, you couldn't tell your mom
you don't have friends?

Prostitutes are people too. And they
have a lot of disposable income.

Between two lungs it was released

Who are you?

Good evening, Daniel.

Hungry?

Ha-ha-ha. Hey, this is just like...

Rear Window. I know.

Come on, people.
Trish, the girls look great. They ready?

- Mm-hm.
- Uh...

Show's in five minutes.
Agnes, where did you get that?

What? It's not like you were gonna do
anything with it. Just a little party.

What about your 90 days?

I need the Waldorfs of the world
to think I'm working a program...

...so I can get hired.

I'm not gonna let you risk
ruining the show.

What are you gonna do? Waltz up to
Eleanor, tell her that your drug dealer...

...dumped your virgin ass, and now the
rest of her models are high on his stash?

I will tell Eleanor
exactly what happened.

You know, this is my second chance.

You might not wanna change your life,
but I wanna change mine.

Oh, Eleanor, I need
to tell you something...

Not now, Jenny. The show's
about to start. Get the girls in line.

My goodness, getting models to do
anything, it's like herding cats.

- Yes?
- Yes, but I really...

Jenny, go.

You know, I think it's time
for little J to say good night.

I thought you wanted
to wait till the after party.

No, let's put her to bed early.

Thought I was being taken
to the Empire.

Elias and a few other employees
are still loyal.

I don't know how much
my uncle has promised you.

- I'll double it if you give me my hotel back.
- Oh, Chuck...

...this was never about money.

Then what does Jack have on you? It
must be something for you to do all this.

I love him.

I know it's very difficult
for you to understand...

Jack is incapable of love.

He is using you.

He is stealing my hotel,
and then he will leave you.

I know he's not perfect,
but he understands me.

He doesn't judge me.

Underneath it all,
he's a kind, loving person.

What kind of loving person
would convince you to do this to me?

When we started the game, I told
myself that you were just a stranger.

But I didn't know how much
I'd come to care for you.

So help me.

Give me back my hotel.

I can't.

- I'm sorry.
- You're sorry? That's it?

I need Jack.

And I believe he needs me too.
He loves me.

If you believe that...

...then you deserve
whatever happens next.

Wow, I didn't realize
Blair had so many friends at NYU.

Yeah. Though at $300 an hour,
they don't come cheap.

It's Chuck. Hey.

- I couldn't get it through to Elizabeth.
- Well, what happened?

She thinks she loves Jack.

It's over.

The Empire is gone.

- I don't know. Would you say five minutes?
- Yeah.

Maybe not. Hey, can you get Jack
to Eleanor's fashion show?

- So?
- Oh, it was great.

I'm not really a shellfish kind of guy.

That little middle green part
is kind of, you know...

- But the wine... The wine was amazing.
- Montrachet. Just like...

What Grace Kelly brought
Jimmy Stewart. That's right.

But a part of you wishes
we'd had ramen.

No. No. What? No. No, no.
Seriously, Vanessa, this was amazing.

In fact, I got you a little surprise.

The student union is running
a Mizoguchi marathon tonight.

That sounds amazing, but I thought
we'd do something different tonight.

Break out of our rut.

Our rut?

We just started dating.

What do we do now
that we didn't do when we were friends?

Are you...? Are you serious?

Obviously, besides that.

All right, is this what that whole
"good evening, Daniel" bit was about?

I was trying to put a little mystery
in our relationship.

But if you'd rather
just do the same old thing, then...

Hey. Oh, no. I'm sorry. I was just
gonna pick up my 12-string.

No, why don't you stay?
I made dessert.

No. This is a date. You don't want it
to be like every other night...

...the three of us hang out.
- Really?

Because that sounds exactly
like what Dan wants.

- What's going on?
- L... I'm not sure.

Are you receiving? Can you feel me?

The information
That you're seeking

A sensation
That is sneaking

Has you reaching
For the ceiling

There's no fighting
The igniting

This reciting
It's inviting

All systems go out on the floor
This is what you came here for

Hi friend! Hi friend!
Hi friend! Hi friend!

Don't you just love the line?

Everybody looks good in it.

Even the people who shop
in your store.

The clothes speak for themselves.

Unfortunately, our stores will never
carry your mother's line...

...if this type of clientele
will be attracted to Conwell's.

What?

It attracts all kinds. Everyone is here.

Yeah, I can see that.

Apparently even prostitutes.

Hey, Jenny.

Eleanor wanted to congratulate you
on a great show...

...and say thanks for all your hard work.
- Oh, thank you.

Last year, she congratulated me
herself with a toast.

Well, you deserve it.

We hear Eleanor's
show brought down the house.

Did you give her one or two?

Three.

Sounds like
a night to remember, if you can.

Oh, what's the matter, J?

Champagne go to your head?

Did you put something in my drink?

You know,
ever since I saw you at Eleanor's...

...all I could think about was payback
for last year.

And then Damien's party favors
just happened to fall into my lap.

What, did you think
I was gonna stand around all day...

...and watch Eleanor kiss your ass?

You know, I was gonna have
my own fashion line.

Things were gonna change for me.

And then you had to go ahead
and do it all your way.

So here's to you, J.

Cheers.

Nate.

Heard my nephew is ready to cry uncle.
Where is he?

You can wait by the bar.

Now we just need Jack to be Jack.

This is fantastic.

- I didn't realize you made flan.
- I got the recipe off the Internet.

Did you do something to your hair?

Excuse me.

Son, I have to tell you,
this date is a disaster.

- What's going on?
- She has this idea we're in a rut.

- She's breaking out of it.
- You just started dating.

- Yeah, I know.
- You just need to talk this through.

She's Vanessa. You're Dan.
You guys are best friends.

- Did she just leave?
- Mm-hm.

You whore and a half.

You couldn't just keep it in your pants.

Conwell was about to buy
my mother's line until you...

Blair, I didn't cruise Mr. Conwell.

Then how does he know
you're a prostitute?

He doesn't. He knows Julian is.

He's supposed to see him tonight,
in fact.

Julian and Conwell party
every time he flies into town.

I'm really sorry, Blair.

We had no idea there'd be clients here
tonight. It was a total surprise.

I bet it was.

Brandeis, my apologies.

I'll be right back.

Mr. Conwell. A moment.

Your special friend, Julian...

...wanted you to know
that he's running a little late tonight.

Blair, I have a family.

So do I, Mr. Conwell.

And when you love your family
like we both do...

...you never wanna see them get hurt
or disappointed.

What's that? You wanna take another
look at my mother's line?

Of course you can.

So we photograph Jack with a couple
of hookers and then show it to Elizabeth.

Yes, and then she signs the Empire
back to Chuck.

Okay. You've only got one shot.

Evening, Serena, Nate.

This is Jessica and Bethany.

Were you hoping to catch me
in a compromising position?

A little high school, don't you think?

Leave the plotting to the experts.

What were you saying
about sustainable energy?

- I'm gonna call Chuck.
- I'll find Blair.

Wait, wait.

This little one's
not going home just yet.

We're gonna go see if we can
get this girl laid. Pile in, bitches.

Spotted, Little J passing out in a taxi.

Jenny?

Hey, Jenny.

Uh-oh. Looks like
somebody better call the fashion police.

Is this where the bachelor party is?

- Yeah. You here to join us?
- Me? No.

But, uh, my friend here,
she's ready to party.

Make sure you guys show her
a good time.

Thank you, Amy.

This is my first review for Teen Vogue.
I'm very excited.

- Mother!
- Bye, Eleanor.

- Great news.
- Eleanor.

Mr. Conwell.

I just wanted to tell you
that Conwell's would be honored...

...to call itself your exclusive retailer.

That is marvelous news, isn't it, Blair?

- Congratulations.
- Yes.

Of course, we'd need
to make a few alterations.

Uh, hemlines, necklines. You understand.

We could certainly discuss it.
Is that all?

And we'd like to change the name.

Eleanor Waldorf sounds a bit uppity,
New Yorkish.

Excuse me.

For the last 28 years...

...every piece of clothing I have sewn
has carried the name Eleanor Waldorf.

My clothes are me.

My store is me.

Manhattan is an island
in more ways than one.

What works for you and yours doesn't
necessarily translate to me and mine.

Mr. Conwell, I think you're forgetting
about something or someone.

Blair. I wanna thank you
for your time...

...but I do not think that I will be
doing business with Conwell's.

Enjoy your flight back to Salt Lake.

Mother, what are you doing?
We could close this.

No. It was a stupid idea to begin with.
I don't know what I was thinking.

I would rather lose the deal
than lose myself.

Never hide who you are.
You remember that. Hmm?

Everyone at NYU hates me.

- What?
- I have minions, of course...

...but they're hardly even worthy
of the name.

I don't understand.
What about all your friends from school?

They'll be anyone's friend
for the night.

I was scared to tell you about NYU...

...because I didn't want you to be
disappointed in me.

I did everything to try and fit in,
but I hate it there.

My girl.

One of the things that make
Waldorf women so special is...

...that we don't fit in everywhere.

But I don't feel like I fit in anywhere.

That's because you haven't
found the right place yet.

You will.

All right. One more round
and we're out of here.

Maybe I should stay
and, uh, take care of blondie.

No. We'll tell the bartender
to call her a cab. All right?

- But first, shots.
- Yeah.

- Hello?
- Hey, where are you?

- I've been calling you for...
- Nate?

I don't know where I am.

- I feel sick.
- Okay, Jenny, hold on one second.

Listen, just stay put.

- All right, I'm coming to get you.
- Hurry, please.

Hey.

Uh, can we talk?

So, uh, what happened tonight?

Don't you worry that we do the same
stuff we did when we were best friends?

We go to movies.
We play Scrabble with Rufus.

Go to coffee shops,
make fun of people.

- We are the exact same.
- Well, except...

Yes, I know. We have sex.

I just wanted to do something to say
we're more than friends with benefits.

No, I was going to say,
"Except it's not the same."

And if you give me a chance...

...I wanna take you on
the most romantic second first date...

...you've ever had.

Where?

Well, that's a surprise.

I hope you didn't bring me here
to gloat over your boyfriend's loyalty.

Chuck, I called you because
this afternoon...

...I didn't have the courage to tell you
that I signed the hotel over to Jack.

Seeing you made me realize
what I've done.

And so then I told him he had
to make a choice.

Me or the hotel.

And what did my uncle say?

My flight to Zurich leaves at 10.

I wanted to say goodbye.

I'm sorry.

I tried.

Stay.

Not for Jack or the hotel.

Stay for me.

I already lost my mother once.

Chuck...

...l'm not your mother.

I don't know if your real mother
is alive or not.

But I'm sure she loved you very much.

And that she's nothing like me.

You're right.

Because my real mother could never
have done to me what you did.

Andy better be calling that chick a cab.
That girl looked about 12.

Hey, where is she?

Hey, you wanna get out of here?

I live real close. Come on.

- Where's Nate?
- Is Nate your boyfriend?

Because he really shouldn't
have left you.

- No, I don't...
- There you go.

- Jenny.
- Who the hell are you?

Get off her. Come here.

- I was helping her.
- Yeah, sure, you were.

It seems chivalry isn't dead after all.

Lucky for this damsel in a dress,
some things never go out of fashion.

- How you feeling?
- Steadier.

How do I look?
I don't wanna worry my dad.

Yeah, just, uh, play
the exhausted card, okay?

Hey. How was the show?

- I thought you'd be back a little sooner.
- Yeah, sorry I'm late.

The show was great, though.

Yeah, there were no cabs.
I just figured I'd walk her back.

Yeah, I'm so tired.

Um, I'm just gonna crash,
but thank you so much, Dad. I love you.

- Thanks for seeing her home.
- Oh, yeah.

Good night.

So I finally told my mom about NYU.

B, I'm proud of you
for telling your mother the truth.

Why? What good does the truth ever do?
My mother can't help me make friends.

Excuse me.

Aren't you Blair Waldorf?

- Yes.
- Sorry to bother you.

But we're freshmen at Columbia,
and, well...

We thought you were dead.

We haven't read about you
on Gossip Girl in forever.

What? You read Gossip Girl?

Of course. Everyone at Columbia does.

Wow.

I love your Louboutins.

But the bow goes on the right.

Thank you.

Bye.

S, what do you know about Columbia?

Hey, you forgot your purse.

You okay?

What's wrong with me?

Nothing is wrong with you.

What are you talking about?

Like, how did I end up here?

Jenny, look at me.

Okay, things haven't exactly been
so easy for me either. Heh.

Now I'm with Serena,
and I am so happy.

Things will turn around for you too.

Yeah.

What if you're wrong, Nate?

What if everything just...?

It's Eleanor.

"Great job today. You're hired.
Lunch tomorrow."

- Okay. Oh, my God. Ha.
- See?

And I hope you learn from this, okay?
Mostly that I'm always right.

Yeah, okay.

God, Nate.
Thank you so much for tonight.

- Hey.
- Thank you.

You're welcome.

Here, try the brinza. Come on, swap.
The cabbage is my second favorite.

So this was your big romantic date?

Having perogies delivered
to my dorm room?

- You're not having fun?
- I am, but this isn't a date.

- This is what we always do.
- I know, yeah.

Except now we get to do this:

That's called
being friends with benefits.

No. No.

For me, the benefit is, even though we're
doing the same things that we used to do...

...eating perogies and going to see
Ugetsu for the sixth time...

- We've only seen it four times.
- Right.

- Now, now...

...I got to do them with you
as my girlfriend.

Which is why just sitting here with you
is the most romantic date I can imagine.

Humphrey, you just earned yourself
some extra benefits.

If you are what you wear,
you better dress the part you want.

A few lucky ladies can do no wrong.

Perfection.

And they've got accessories to match.

I've come 500 miles just to see a halo

But most girls
get tired of the same old look.

And they'll do just about anything
to get the hot new piece on their arm.

And then there are
those with no vision of their own.

Thieves of fashion
who will steal the shirt off your back.

Falling down

Did you change your mind?

I was hoping you changed yours.

Perhaps you need to see the view from
up here. People really do look like ants.

How did I ever love you?

Fair question.

But if love won't tempt you,
how about money?

I'm leaving, and I don't want anything.

Where are you gonna go?

You've destroyed your relationship
with your son.

Who else do you have besides me?

I told Chuck I wasn't his mother.

And that he deserves
someone better than me.

I'll warn you, you're taking off
just when it's about to get fun.

I'm starting over.

I'm gonna try to be
the person I forgot.

And always remember,
appearances can be deceiving.

Go on down
See that wrecking ball

Come swinging along

Let's go.

Everyone knew that hotel was a goner

They broke all the windows

They took all the door knobs

Falling down
Falling down

Chuck. Are you okay?

What happened?

- Elizabeth?
- Is dead to me.

She's gone.

- And the hotel?
- Oh, lost.

- Oh, Chuck...
- What? "Sorry"?

Don't be.

I'm not.

I've come this far without my mother.
I'm not backing down now.

Well, if it's a war Jack wants,
then it's a war he'll get.

But whatever
you wear, always dress to kill.

XOXO, Gossip Girl.