Party of Five (1994–2000): Season 1, Episode 21 - All-Nighters - full transcript

[Artie] Twenty,
thirty, forty...

I only got a buck forty,
so put those back.

You always want
to put back the Ho-Ho's.

I don't like 'em.

And every morning we end up
with Ho-Ho's and a Freezee.

-[door buzzer rings]
-Artie, that's because
you love Freezees. Duh.

[sighs]

Okay, make up
your mind.

[cocks gun] [man] Look, man,
I got a gun,

so don't even think
about turning around.

[man] Just empty
the register real slow.



-[cocks gun]
-Do it now!

[cash register opens]

No, I don't need
a bag!

Now get your head down.

Get down!

[door buzzer rings]

Whoa.

[theme song playing]

♪ Everybody wants to live ♪

♪ Like they wanna live ♪

♪ And everybody wants to love ♪

♪ Like they wanna love ♪

♪ Everybody wants to be ♪

♪ Closer to free ♪



♪ Closer to free ♪

[glasses rattling]

I mean, I thought we had,
you know, a thing,

and then I find out
she's leaving my bed

and crawling
into this other guy's.

You're kidding.
She told you that?

Well, I followed her.

I know. I know. I know.

Oh, wow.
Perfect lipstick print.

I mean, I thought
that, you know,

this was going to be
the one, you know.

And, I mean, she told me
I had a cute butt.

What is that, if not
serious commitment, you know.

Maybe you need to re-examine
your standards, Dudley.

You know what
I'm going to miss the most?

[both] The sex.

I mean, she was
right next door.

I even nicknamed
her 2-C.

You know,
apartment 2-C. Heh?

I admit it was
a little precious, but she ate it up.

Only now I find out

she's moved in
with this guy,

Chip.

I mean, can you believe
she dumped me

for a guy named Chip?

She moved out?

Yesterday.

She took all
my Dean Martin CDs too.

This is a treacherous,
treacherous woman
we're dealing with here.

-And get this.
-Well, did they rent
her apartment?

No. She was big
into throwing things,

so there'll be a lot

of patching
and painting, and uh...

Wait a minute.

I'm spilling my guts out here,

and you're worried
about real estate.

No. It's just, I looked
at four places today.

And they're all either
too roach-infested

or too far away.

Your building's exactly
the kind of place

I'm looking for.

You and me?
Neighbors? Really?

Like before they kicked me
out of school?

Mm.

[laughs]
I'm all a-tingle.

-[telephone rings]
-[laughing]

Salinger's.
This is Dud.

Oh, hi, babe. How are you?

So we still on for tonight?

Uh-huh.

So you can
sneak out okay?

Great. I love you too.

It's Kirsten.

Hey.

Okay.

Now, what kind of jacket
was he wearing?

-It was a sportscoat.
-It was a windbreaker.

I saw him
before you did.

It was
a sportscoat.

Okay. Do you
remember the color?

-Blue.
-Green.

Blue-green?

Excuse me, Officer Windlan,

but didn't the cashier
get a look at this guy?

I'm afraid not.

All we have to go on

is Artie and Claudia's
description.

Anything else, guys?
Any other distinguishing marks,

scars?

I, uh, really
don't remember.

[Artie]
I do.

He was real tall

and sort of
pale-looking.

Oh, and I think
he had a beard.

Maybe if we looked
at some mug shots.

After you talk
to the sketch artist.

And what about
a line-up?

A line-up? It's a possibility.

And then we'll
have to testify

at his trial, right?

Testify?

[Artie] And, hey,
maybe we could sell

the rights to our story.

Joe gave me the seats.
They're in the second row.

We're going to be able
to, like, count the sweat drops

on Tim Hardaway's forehead.

What do you think
her hair feels like?

Will, you can't go out
with Kiki Nash.

She's a walking
pep rally.

She'd make you spend
Saturday nights

trying to figure out
new ways

to boost
school spirit.

I could live
with that.

[exhales]

Great. Bye-bye.

Jill!

Hi.

Promise you won't laugh.

At what?

Dance marathon.

Thirty-six hours this weekend.

To raise money
for the library.

I have to do

the posters,
the music, the decorations...

You're running it?

You promised.

I'm not laughing.
I'm not laughing, um...

[laughs]
I'm sorry.

[laughs]
I hate you.

I told you,
Dr. Brooks wants me

to get more involved
with my community.

Well, yeah, but...

I'm sure he means
going to things,

you know,
not running them.

Well, how
do you know?

You weren't there
in my sessions.

-[school bell rings]
-Well, no, but...

from what
you told me.

Well, I haven't
told you everything,

so you don't know.

Oh.

And that's because...

you just haven't
gotten around to it, or--

Bailey.

Therapy is
a very private thing, okay.

I know, yeah.
Of course it is.

Of course it is.

But you should know
that you can talk to me.

You know, if you want to.

I mean, I'm here for you

if you ever do
need to talk about it.

You know what I need?

What?

Someone to put these up
in the science building

before lunch.

Thanks.

[rock music playing]

[sighs]

I don't know.

Oh, come on.

$15.00 to enter,

and the winner
gets to keep half the pot. Besides, we've never
danced together.

Huh. How come we've never
danced together?

I don't know.

Wait a minute.

That's the problem
here, isn't it?

No.

You can't dance,
can you?

It's not that I can't.
I just don't.

Oh, my God.
You can't dance.

I... I didn't say
I can't.

That's so cute.
I love that about you.

All right, well...

And you're embarrassed too.
[laughing]

Look, please, don't.

That's even cuter.

For God's sakes.

[laughs]

Oh, damn.

Oh, man, I was supposed
to pick up those numbers today.

Oh, you know,
for people's backs.

Well, I'm just going
to have to do that tomorrow.

Sometime.

When, I have no idea.

You know what, Jill?

You don't have
to do all this.

What is that
supposed to mean?

Nothing, but...

I just think maybe
you should hold off

on this kind of thing.

What, you don't think
I can do it?

That's not what I said.

Give me a little credit, Bailey.
I'm not an idiot.

No, I know.

But you've never done
anything like this before,

and with all you've
been going through.

I mean,
you were on speed,

so I think the last thing
you should try and do

is something that requires you
to stay up for 36 hours.

God.

What? [song playing on stereo]

What kind of boyfriend
are you?

You're supposed to be
supporting me,

not telling me
what I can't do.

You're right. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.
Will you forgive me?

Stop, okay?

What?

Sex is not a solution.

What?

It's one of the things
Dr. Brooks says.

Oh, really.

Well, does he tell you
what it's supposed to mean?

Where's that number?

Uh, yeah.

It means
I can't use sex

to solve my problems anymore.

[phone beeping]

[romantic song playing]

[laughs] See, I told you
this was easy.

Hmm.

You're so warm.

You okay?

Yeah.

You just tickled.

Still?

No. That feels nice.

Well?

[exhales] Kitchen's
pretty okay.

And I'm sure
it's got good light.

I think a new coat of paint
will really help a lot.

You hate it.

No, not it.

Just the idea of it.

Of you moving out,
leaving them.

I'm sorry,

I know you want me
to be on board, Charlie, but--

Kirsten.

I need this.

I really do. I need it.

And it seems like
so little to want, you know?

I know. I just...

Look, we'd be seven minutes
from the house. I clocked it.

I'll go by every morning,

and I'll stop by
every night after work,

and it'll be just like
it was before

I officially moved back in,

and that
wasn't so bad.

-We managed.
-Charlie--

Kirsten, this would be
our place.

Now, I could build you
some bookshelves.

We could turn
this whole area over here

into, like, a study for you.

And everybody
in this building,

they're our age.

It'd be fun, right?
Meet some new people.

Think about it.

We can sleep late.

Have dinner in our underwear.

Make love
in the kitchen.

In the shower.

We can make love
in the middle of the day

if we want...

Right here.

Right here, huh?

No one would walk in on us
or hear us.

Does the sofa come with?

The last tenant left it.

Pretty thoughtful, huh?

So, uh, you're taking
all your stuff?

Nope. Thought I'd
leave some clothes

in case I end up
staying over.

Are you taking this?

Nah.

You want it?

Hey, Officer Windlan
just called.

They got some guy
matching the description.

She needs you to come
down for a line-up.

Can't Artie do it?

She said
they need you both.

Go ahead and get dressed, Claud.
I'll meet you downstairs.

[Bailey] That's okay.
I got it.

I'm sure you've got
lots of stuff you have to do.

Well, actually, the apartment's
not even ready yet, so...

Errands to run,
last-minute arrangements...

This is probably
just one more headache

you don't
really need, right?

So don't worry about it.
It's taken care of.

Come on.

[Windlan] All right,
Claudia, take your time.

Maybe... num-number three.

Number three,
please step forward.

[Claudia]
Can he see me?

Can he, Bailey?

Not a chance.
There's a two-way mirror,

you know, like on TV.

Oh, okay.

[Claudia sighs]

No, his nose
is too big.

[exhales]
What about number four?

No way. He's got that
funny bump thing
on his head.

Can I see
number five?

You know what, I'm going
to take a little risk here.

Is number one
the guy you saw?

Uh...

No.

Then we're all
done here.

My tax dollars
at work.

[door closes]

Okay, so how long
do they have to be not moving

before I disqualify them?

Uh, 10 seconds, and then
just grab their number

and kick them out.

I'm not usually
very aggressive.

You'll learn.

Okay.

Hey.

Hey! I thought
you were going to the game.

Yeah, well.

I figured, what the hell,
I'll catch the highlights on TV.

Oh, uh-huh.

God, this place
looks great.

[man] Where are we
putting the coats?

Where are we
putting the coats.

Where are we
putting the coats?

-Um...
-You know what?

Why don't you let me
do this for you?

Oh, no. I kind of wanted
to sign in people personally.

Well, yeah, but you should
probably open up a coat room.

Uh, well, uh...

Okay, okay, I guess.

Okay.

Now, what we need here
is a system.

[giggling]
What?

I'm not going
to take off my shirt

in the middle
of the gym.

You've seen mine.

Yeah, that's different,

because your birthmark's
on your foot.

Just lift it up.
No one's looking.

No, no.

-Please, come on.
-No.

All right, fine.

Oh, that's so cute.
It's shaped like a race car.

Shut up.

Well, it is.

[pop song playing]

[laughs] Four hours down.
Thirty-two to go.

So hang in there, guys.
Save up your energy.

[feedback from microphone]

I am gonna follow this

with a solid hour
of hard-core thrash.

Julia.

What? I wasn't saying anything.

Yeah, all right.

Justin...

[Dudley]
God, his name
is on a dead brain cell.

Big guy. What was it...
Ewell? Ezwell?

I don't think I even
remember his real name.

Everybody just
called him Trojan.

[laughs]
Oh, yeah. Hey.

[Dudley and Charlie laughing]

He went to USC?

Yeah, that was it.

The, uh, the Trojans.

[Dudley and Charlie laugh]

It's, um...

it's kind of
a long story.

[laughs]
Yeah.

So you guys have a lot
of parties here?

Oh, just the first Saturday
of every month.

Hey, houseboat
next weekend, huh?

Yeah.

It's usually,
uh, pretty quiet. See, we can get
a lot of work done.

No distractions.

I was just asking.

[rock song playing]

[mouthing]
Help me.

Look, Mr. Fountain,

this can't be
the first time

someone's spiked
the punch bowl at a dance.

Someone spiked the punch?

Yes, okay?

Look, we found out
about it,

we threw it out.

Why can't you just get off
my case about this?

Jill, I'm the chaperon.

Being on your case

is my job tonight.

Great. This should be fun.

[Bailey] Uh...

You know what?

Jill told me to keep
an eye on the punch,

so this whole thing
is really my fault.

Okay, if it
happens again,

I'm shutting
this whole thing down.

What? I was helping.

I can fight my own fights.

You were making him mad.

Yeah, so he was making me mad.

You just have to be careful
how you talk to people.

Oh, thank you, Bailey.

Excuse me.
I'm gonna make a note of that.

Jerk.

[Jill]
Listen up, everybody.

Okay, um...

We're gonna take a short break
right now,

so you can all
wet your whistles

and empty your bladders,

but, uh, anyone
who isn't back here
in exactly five minutes

is disqualified.

You know what? I'm gonna
get rid of this shirt.

Okay.

You thirsty?

I'll get us something.

Oh... I don't have any money.

Here you go.

Thanks.

[all clamoring]

Sorry, I'm all sweaty.

Oh, it's okay.

[man] It's gonna be

like you're in some kind
of a floating conga line.

Now, there's gonna be
eight of us on the houseboat,

but it sleeps 12,

so there's
plenty of room.

What do you think?

Uh, well, actually,

I'm pretty buried
next weekend.

And you got that thing,
remember?

What thing?

You know,
for Claudia.

Her recital.

Oh, uh, that. Right.

Well, it's your loss, guys.

I mean, it's gonna be a blast.

It's gonna be three days

of nothing but
drifting and drinking.

Hello.

Now's my chance.

The girl from 3-E
is all alone.

Can I have
a butt-check here?

Did I sit
in anything?

All clear.

Beautiful.

Claudia's recital?

I was giving you
an out.

For what?

Drifting and drinking?

It doesn't sound like
your kind of weekend.

Maybe if you tried
to have a good time.

I did, but I'm ready
to go home.

What are you
talking about?

It's still early.

Okay, you want to stay,
I want to go,

so get Dud
to give you a ride home.

-Kirsten--
-I want to go home, Charlie.

[sighs]

Fine.

[keys jingle]

Drive safely.

Yeah.

You too.

[electricity buzzing]

[footsteps approaching]

[thunderclap]

[screams]

[breathing heavily]

What's going on?

She had a nightmare.

She finally fell asleep
around 3:30.

Boy, this robbery
really freaked her out.

Well, I'll talk to her
in the morning.

Did you have a good time?

I would've had a better time
if you had been there.

Then Claudia would've
been here by herself.

No, she wouldn't have.

Bill's here till midnight,

and we would've been
back here before then.

But since you left early...

Hey, I can do this.

I can have fun.

I can have an actual life

and still be on top of things
here, Kirsten.

I really can.

And I know exactly
what to do for her,

what she needs,
and I'll take care of it.

[Charlie]
This is a Safetek lock.

Ir cost me over 200 bucks.

You'd need a Scud missile
to break this thing. Well, that's... good.

And I got these bolts
for the windows,

12 bucks apiece,

and if that's not enough,
we'll put up burglar bars.

I don't know.

Burglar bars are kind of ugly.

Still, whatever it takes
to make you feel safe.

Okay, to unlock it,
use this key
for the top one.

Okay.

That undoes the deadbolt,
and then
you unlock the lock.

Oh.

Perp's in custody.

Excuse me?

It's cop talk.

They caught the guy,
and there isn't gonna be

any line-up or trial
or anything.

There isn't?

He confessed.

He's going to jail,
and we don't even get
to testify against him.

[Jill]
This whole thing
is a mess.

I should have left it
to someone else who knew
what they were doing.

Get out of here.
It's been great.

Don't lie to me
out of pity.

That would be
too depressing.

I'm not.

Honestly, you don't know this

because you've never came
to dances before,

but they're always a mess.

The only thing different
about this one

is, for once,
the music doesn't suck.

You think? Because...

I spent almost
my entire day
rounding up CDs.

Well, yeah.

And all the stuff
you've done on the mic

has been really funny.
I mean, you should be

a stand-up comedian
or something.

Well, I guess
if I could make it
through 36 hours of this,

I could probably do anything.

Jill, let me
ask you something.

Um...

do you think most guys
in school carry condoms
in their wallets?

Or, you know,
just a few, or...

Well, how many
do you think do that?

Um...

I don't know.

How many guys are having sex?

Oh, damn.

If you're not out there
in 40 seconds,

you're disqualified!

[girls chattering]

[romantic music playing]

[rip] Hey!

Sorry, Will.
You know the rules. You both have
to be moving.

-We were.
-No.

Kiki was kind of rocking
from one foot to the other,

but you, you were just
standing there kissing her

for two solid minutes.

I clocked you.

Great. Thanks a lot.

My tongue was moving.

That counts.

Make sure you ice that
when you get home, okay?

You know what?

This whole thing's
starting to remind me

of this movie
I saw once on TV.

Which one?
They Shoot Horses,
Don't They?

Carrie.

[Jill]
Uh, excuse me.

People, can I have
your attention, please?

Okay, listen up.

[whispering]
Go away, Will.

Um...

Okay, it has come
to my attention

that some coats are missing
from the locker room,

so if you
accidentally took them,

please return them, okay?

And if you stole them
on purpose,

which is probably
more the case,

you suck.

She doesn't usually
talk like that.

Bailey, I've got a feeling

the fun curve
is leveling off here.

Now, what would
you think

of making this
a 24-hour marathon

instead of a 36?

I think I'd drop
down to my knees

and kiss your feet.

Well, that
I can live without.

[slow music playing]

Mr. Fountain
caught Scottie and Rita

having sex in the shower
in the girls' locker room.

You're kidding. They got disqualified.

It doesn't seem
fair, though.
They were moving.

You know what, Justin?
I'm really tired.

What? You want to quit?

Well, we're not gonna
make it through
all 36 hours anyway,

so we might as well
quit now
and get some sleep.

Wait a minute.
What's the problem?

I mean, you're the one
that was into this whole thing
the whole time.

What happened?

Nothing. I just
want to go to bed.

You... What is it?
What's the problem?

You know what?

I'm tired, and I'm hungry,

and I'm kind of
getting sick of this,

so I'm leaving.

[rip]

[upbeat music playing]

I thought
you'd agree.

What, are you stupid?

I work my ass off
on something,

you think I'm just
gonna call it off?

We're not
canceling it, Jill.

We're just gonna stop it
before it gets out of hand.

What makes you
think it will? Huh?

Come on, Jill.
Come on.

Everyone's cranky,
you're exhausted.

Okay, all right, fine.

Maybe this thing's
a little bit of a mess.

but you know what, Bailey?

It's my mess,
this whole thing was mine,

and all night long,
you've been trying

to take it away from me.

-I have not.
-You have too!

From the moment
you got here tonight,

you've just been waiting
for me to screw up

so you could fix it.

I mean, God!

The punch, the cash box,
even the microphone.

There was feedback!

So what?

Maybe I like feedback,
all right? Maybe I want to fix
the feedback myself.

Maybe I want to look
at this whole thing

however it turns out,
and say,

"You know what?
I did that all by myself."

You said you wanted me
in your corner.

Yes, in my corner,
not in my face.

[rock music playing]

Oh, man!

That's...

Again.

Whoa.

I'm out of practice.

Yeah, I know.
Getting old sucks, huh?

To Big Sur.

To Big Sur.

The lost weekend.
36 hours, nonstop.

Tell me you remember.

We camped on the beach
or something?

Yeah, only because
you got so drunk,

you lost your car keys
and your wallet.

But we met up with
those girls from Tahoe.

That was pretty cool.

Yeah, until you
threw up on them.

Dud, I did not
throw up on them.

Well, you hit their shoes.

I believe that counts
in Olympic rules.

Now, come on.
Drink 'em up.

[grunting]

We didn't get back in time.

We blew that Stonestown bid
by, like, three hours.

That would have been
a great gig.

We could have made
a lot of money.

Hey, well, what the hell?
It was worth it, right?

What a blast.

[belches]

[lightning crashes]

[demonic voices chattering]

[piano music playing]

[girl giggles]

[Charlie] Claud,
it's not about that.

-It's not about you.
-[knocking]

It's just something
I need...

Hello?

[Charlie laughing]

And you know what?
Things will not be
all that different around here.

Hello? [Charlie laughing]

[screaming]

[panting] [Julia clears throat]

Jule?

Oh, God.

What time is it?

8:15.

Oh...

-You okay?
-No.

I was supposed to open up
for the produce guy at 6:00.

I promised Joe.

I have to call him. Oh, God.

I don't have my phone.

I can't believe
I did this.

He's gonna kill me.

If this is a bad time...

No, no.

I'd ask you to sit down,
but I can't move.

That's okay.

I just wanted to see
your new place.

It's nice.

It reminds me
of that place you had
on Potrero.

Anyways,
Kirsten told me

you stayed over here
last night.

It was kind of weird
because I thought,

"Wow. This is really it."

You make it sound
like we're not going to see
each other ever again.

It will be different.

I mean, you won't be
right down the hall anymore.

And I know things
weren't perfect
between us,

but it
was getting better,

and that was nice.

And I'll miss it.

And I'll miss you.

Right. Well...

If you ever need something,
or you just want to talk...

Good. That's good.

I mean, it's not like
I'll be over here
all the time,

you know,
but maybe sometimes
if I have, like,

a question or something...

What is it, Jule?

Nothing... specific.

I mean, you're older,

and you know
a lot of things.

Oh, yeah.

I'm wise beyond my years.

[both chuckle]

Well... you know what it's like

when two people are
really, really attracted
to each other.

I mean, you've had
a lot of experience

with that, right?

Is this about sex?

No.

I mean, yeah,
it is...

about sex.

I just really need
to talk to you.

So...

Let's talk.

Bailey.

You weren't in school.

Yeah.

I raised 900 bucks
for the library,

so I got excused.

What do you want?

I want to feel like
you want me around,

because I don't
feel like that anymore.

The thing is, Bailey...

I'm trying
to do this thing--

I know, and I want
to help you.

And I don't need it.

If I'm gonna really,
finally kick drugs,

I have to feel
like I can handle things
by myself,

without getting high,

without having sex,

without running to you.

I like you running to me.

Well... I can't do it anymore.

I have to take care
of my problems myself.

You can understand that,
can't you?

So...

So, what?

I can't even, like,
change a flat tire for you?

Nope.

But you can teach me
how to change one myself.

Okay?

Okay.

Uh, wait a minute.

Hmm?

Are there, like,
problems here
that need to be solved?

Mm...

No, I'm feeling fairly okay
about things.

So you're not...

You're not, like, feeling
like a basket case or anything?

And if I, um...

maybe kissed you,

that-that would be--

That would be fine.

That would be great.

Hi. What are you
doing home?

It's a school day.

I just have a little bruise
on my forehead.

Mrs. Hartsell sent me home.

Let me see.

Hmm. What happened?

I sort of fell asleep
in the middle of geography.

I hit my head on my desk.

In the middle
of geography, huh?

What do you think that is,
boredom, or something else?

Well, I'm having
a little trouble sleeping.

I keep having
these nightmares.

-Really?
-Yeah.

Last night again?

They caught
the guy, Claud.

I mean, he's in jail.
You're completely safe.

There's really nothing
to worry about anymore.

I know.

So what are we going
to do about this?

They say it makes it better
to talk about it.

Okay.

Well, I'm in the house, right?

And it's, like,
completely empty,

and everything's
really creepy, you know?

And I can hear you talking,

and I'm, like,
running after you,

but I can't find you.

And every time
I open a new door

to a new room,

it's completely empty,

and your voice...

Your voice
keeps getting softer

and softer and softer.

So there's no guy
with a gun, huh?

Nope.

What's it mean, Charlie?

I mean, do you know?

Yeah.

I think so.

So a funny thing happened

on the way to school
this morning.

I felt bad
about our fight,

so I was going
to buy you a flower

and put it
in your locker,

and I went
to pay for it,

and I pulled out
my wallet...

It was the first thing
I saw,

so it must have been
the first thing
you saw too.

Yeah.

So the fact that I have that,
does that make you mad at me?

I don't know.
It just kind
of made me feel weird.

Weird? Like, weird how?

I don't want
to make you think

that I'm ready for that
when I'm not.

Because even though
I know you love me
and all that,

when I think about that,
I still, uh...

Do stupid things
like quit dance marathons?

Yeah.

So I kind of think that means
not yet... you know?

Look,

the only reason
that I have that

is because I figure someday,

maybe... maybe soon,
maybe not,

we might want
to use it,

and I'm not, like,
in a big rush

or anything, all right?

I don't know.

It just all feels
so complicated.

You know what?

It's not that complicated.

This stuff,
this fooling around stuff,

it's amazing.

I mean, I touch you,
and I feel it everywhere.

It's like this,
this big whoosh.

I get that too. Yeah, and that's good.

That's a good thing.

So as long
as we keep feeling

that whoosh,
we're okay.

Right.

Okay?

And this is what
we'll do.

If you ever
don't feel that...

you just say so.

Just say, "no whoosh"?

"No whoosh,"
and we stop.

Okay.

It's warm.

Yeah.

I got an idea. I didn't bring
my bathing suit.

Neither did I.

-Hi.
-Hi.

Whoosh.

-[Charlie] Hey.
-Hey.

I'm a little late.
I'm sorry.

They were having
this garage sale
down the block,

and I found
that famous painting...

you know the one
with the four dogs
playing poker?

And I didn't know
whether or not
to get it for you.

As a housewarming present?

Well... yes.

But that's the problem,

because getting it for you
would mean that I was okay

with you being here.

On the other hand,
not getting it for you

was like saying
that I didn't understand

what having your own place
meant to you.

So you didn't buy it?

No, actually, I did.

[both laugh]

It's downstairs.

I couldn't bring it up myself.
It's kind of huge.

Will it fit in the back
of my truck?

Turns out
I've already lived here.

Oh, different apartment,
maybe, but...

I've already lived the life
that I wanted to have here.

The partying,
the drinking,

the staying out all night
and waking up
with a hangover

and some girl's number
in my pocket.

I've been that guy,

and I thought I wanted
to be him again.

Turns out, and this is
the funny thing,

turns out I don't really like
that guy very much.

I mean, I don't like me
when I'm him.

A year ago,
I didn't have anyone
to think about

except for myself.

Nothing to tie me down.

I could just pick up,
take off
whenever I wanted.

No one needed me,
I mean, really needed me.

And I used to think
that made me
the luckiest guy in the world.

You know?

And now?

[upbeat music playing]

Now...

So?

So...

Let's go home.