The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants 2

For as long as I could remember, the four of us shared everything.

Stories...

secrets...

laughter...

broken hearts.

So when we found a pair of pants that, by some miracle, fit each of us perfectly...

we took it on faith they'd come into our lives for a reason.

That summer and the two that followed...

the pants had the magic of keeping us together.

No matter where they found us.

Bring it in!

They saw us through times of love...

times of loss...

Congratulations... And times of change.

And those moments where you feel your life just lift up...

and take off.

Let go!

That fall when we left for college, I watched each of my friends settle into a new life.

- Cut! - Tibby was at NYU.

Bridget made the soccer team at Brown.

And Lena? She was on scholarship at Rhode Island School of Design.

They made it look so easy, fitting right in and making new friends...

while I was at Yale just waiting for something to feel real or familiar.

I was lost without them, especially when it felt like my mom was moving on too.

I believed that the Sisterhood could survive anything.

But maybe the pants had done just about all a pair of pants could do...

and the rest we had to learn on our own.

How to become ourselves without losing each other.

Kostos?

I'm so sorry, Lena.

I know how much Bapi meant to you.

It's good to see you.

- These past few months have just... - Lena.

I've missed you.

I only broke up with you because...

Lena...

this is Melia.

My wife.

And treachery in me, your queen.

Wait, Kostos got married?

Yep. Apparently there's a B-A-B-Y on the way.

Oh, my God!

I didn't get the whole story. You have to Heimlich it out of Lena.

Well, she must be devastated.

Wait, why didn't she call me? I hardly hear from her, or any of you.

She was probably planning on telling you when school's out.

Listen, I gotta go. I think I just found bliss.

- Love you. - Okay, I... Love you too.

Here you go.

- Hold this. - How was it?

It was great. One of your best.

Excuse me! Out of the way!

My God, there is nothing more invigorating than a full house.

Here, take it down. I just want to get this dress off.

I can barely breathe. Perfect. Thank you.

You're welcome.

- These came for you during intermission. - Oh. Great.

She's consistent. My mother sends two dozen yellow roses...

every time she doesn't show up.

Let's see.

"Sorry I couldn't be there, darling. See you in Vermont." Of course.

Have you ever been to Vermont?

- Vermont? - Yeah.

I'm doing an acting internship at the Village Theater Arts Festival this summer.

My mom will have to go to that. A lot of her friends will be in it.

Professional actors. We actually get to work with them.

Hey, Carmen, they're always looking for people backstage.

I could pull a few strings if you're interested.

Oh, wow. That's really nice of you...

but I made plans to go home, because my mom's pregnant...

and we're moving, and my friends would kill me if I wasn't home.

- But thank you. - Yeah, I understand.

Dad, I'm home.

Dad?

Bridget.

Hey, honey. I didn't expect you home so soon.

I know, me either.

You hungry? Want a slice?

Favorite recipe.

No, it's okay, I ate on the road.

So how's school?

Good. Yeah.

How's everything with you?

Good. You know, same.

Yeah.

Okay. Great.

Um, I guess I'll go unpack.

Get some rest.

Mom!

Mom!

What is it?

Where's my stuff?

We just wanted to get a jump-start on all the packing. It's gonna be fine.

- Here are your towels. - Thanks.

David, is this the box you wanted?

Let me see it, honey.

Welcome home.

I'm sorry I'm late, I'm sorry! I didn't pack the boom box!

But I'm here! And it's so good to see you!

It's been too long. Your piercing closed up!

I know, right? Cool in Bethesda, passé in the Village.

Here, hold this.

Why are these open? CARMEN: I got hungry.

- Hi, Bee. - Carma.

- Wow, you came prepared. - Well, it's all that theater work.

- Theater work? Acting? - I always said you were a drama queen.

Thank you, but no. It's behind-the-scenes.

Does this mean you're gonna be able to help me with my screenplay for summer school?

Summer school?

Well, yeah, I got an incomplete.

I was supposed to write a romantic comedy, but my characters broke up.

- You're gonna be in New York the summer? - Yeah, it sucks.

Brian will come visit you every weekend.

Because the guy worships the ground you walk on.

Don't you just hate that in a guy?

Take these. - Bee, be careful.

If you fall, I'll laugh.

It always makes me nervous when she does this.

- Oh, my God. - Oh!

Piece of cake.

We'll be like 85 climbing up these stairs.

You not gonna be able to do that again.

Okay, Tib, please come out of downward dog.

Okay. - Pants.

Check. Junk food.

Oh, wow. CARMEN: Check.

Have some chips.

Cheesy '80s music, check.

[CYNDI LAUPER'S "GIRLS JUST WANNA HAVE FUN" PLAYS ON STEREO]

- I forgot. What do we do first? - Carmen goes next and she does the:

"Blah, blah, blah, rules one, two, and three of the pants. Blah, blah, blah."

Prayer, and we hold hands. And then we all sit around and pray.

That's very sentimental, Tibby.

I'm just saying. We've been doing this for a couple summers now.

- We don't need the ritual every single time. - Why not? It's not any less important.

Okay, you guys, let's just keep the same rotation. Okay?

So, what, now you guys don't care about it either?

We care.

Carmen, we've done this a million times. It's not that big of a deal anymore.

So if we just keep going as usual, you have them for a week and you pass them on.

Bee's next. LENA: Don't take them on your digs...

with those corroded bones and corpses.

I'm sorry I'm not painting in a studio all summer.

Wait, what are you guys talking about? Bones and studios, what is that?

I got accepted into this archaeological camp in Turkey...

so I'm gonna go there for the summer.

- Didn't you get my e-mail? - No.

I'm taking a figure drawing class.

Cool.

What are your plans for the summer?

Um...

I'm going to Vermont.

Really?

Yep.

Vermont.

Can't you take me with you to RISD? I'll die of boredom here, I swear.

Come on, I'm your sister.

- I thought you were going back to Greece. - Not until August.

Oh, God. Okay, that reminds me. What should I do about Kostos?

What do you mean?

You know, if I see him, what do I say?

Or do I not say anything?

God, what if I see him with her and she's, like, all out to here and everything?

I don't know.

We agreed to see other people, so I knew there was a possibility he'd...

That he'd date someone, not get her pregnant and have to marry her.

God, whatever. Just talk to him, don't talk to him, I don't care.

Effie Kaligaris, we have to go!

Yeah, coming!

Hey, Mom, can we pick up Ashley on the way?

Why didn't you tell me she'd been writing all these years?

Where did you get these?

Where you hid them.

Your mother and I weren't on speaking terms with Greta.

- It was in your best interest... - My best interest?

What, to make me think my own grandmother didn't love me?

You had no right to do that to me!

I had a right, Bridget.

I'm your father. It's my job to protect you.

Protect me? From what?

I can take care of myself, Dad.

In case you hadn't noticed, I've been doing it for years.

- Over there is the Ford Theater. - Oh, cool.

I'm so glad you changed your mind. CARMEN: Me too.

Thank God for summer theater, huh?

Julia, Julia, Julia, darling.

How nice to have you back with us this season.

Thanks. - How's your mother? Working?

Of course. But she sends her love.

Tell her love should not be sent.

Carmen, this is Bill Kerr, our brilliant director.

Uh-uh-uh-uh.

My actors are brilliant, I merely facilitate.

Carmen is one of my friends from Yale.

Yale. Well, I shall try not to hold that against you.

- Welcome to the theater. - Thanks.

Charming.

He's like family. God, I love this place.

As you may have heard, this season on the main stage...

we will be mounting The Winter's Tale.