The Carrie Diaries

Before there was sex...

Before there was the city, there was just me,

Carrie... Carrie Bradshaw from Castlebury, Connecticut.

You seriously didn't have to come see me off.

I'm crazy about you.

I'm Samantha.

I'm having sex with your husband.

Feels like you haven't totally

worked out the open marriage thing.

I like you, which means I don't wanna share you.

You're engaged? To who? To Harlan.

You have a job at “Interview” Magazine.

But I'm going to N.Y.U. in the fall.

Why waste four years in order to get a job

that you've already been given?

Take the job. You were born to write.

You always were wonderful with words.

You are throwing away college.

And if you get fired, what will you do then?

- Well, I don't know but... - What do you know?

I know that I'm taking the job!

I need to follow my dreams, too.

I'm going to California.

Thank you for being here for me.

Of course. Always.

The Carrie Diaries 02x13 Run To You Originally Aired on January 31, 2014

Milestones... In ancient Greece,

stones were set up at each mile

as a way to mark the path

so that travelers could know how far they'd run.

In modern times, we have metaphorical milestones

to show how far we've come,

to acknowledge momentous moments in our lives.

For us, our high school graduation

definitely fits the bill.

- I can't believe we did it! - Really?

I kinda can't believe I did it.

Pretty sure you were a given.

Oh, it's so weird to think in just a few months,

we'll all be scattered across the globe.

And you, my friend, leave in a week.

I know, but just for the city.

With a job and a paycheck,

living in your hot boyfriend's loft.

Only for a few weeks until I find my own place to live.

- Either way, totally cool. - Well, tell that to my dad.

- He hasn't dropped the silent treatment? - Nope.

Who would've guessed your dad would be

the understanding one?

I am as surprised as anyone.

Who knew he would take the news so well

that I'm going to Pratt?

Maybe our dads switched brains.

I'm just excited you'll be in the city with me.

Stop making me jealous.

Oh, please, you're gonna be 20 minutes away

from your macho military man.

While I'll be hours and hours away from everyone

slaving away at the most prestigious college

in the country all by my lonesome.

Oy, vey. Let the pity party begin.

Hi, Mr. London!

Hey, kids.

So, Mouse, you're needed for pictures with the faculty.

Are you ready?

Yes, I'm ready for my moment.

West's moment as well.

As co-valedictorians,

you'll both be in the annual picture.

Right. Of course. I'll be right there.

Hey, what are the odds that you guys would

get the same G.P.A. down to the decimal point?

3%. Ugh.

Be back soon.

I'm so proud of you! Hi!

And you looked gorgeous up there.

Thanks!

I am one of the few people that can pull off maroon and gold.

Oh, oh!

That's so funny, babe. Isn't she the greatest?

- She is. - The best.

I heard someone say “The best.”

are you talking about me?

No, actually, we were talking about me.

Whoa, look at you and your newfound

sense of confidence. I like this new Maggie.

Me, too.

- Did we just agree on something? - Yeah.

But don't worry. We won't tell anyone.

While it was warm between some,

it was definitely cooler among others.

Okay, so I think we have that one.

Great. Glad that's over.

- I mean, glad you got the photo. - Yeah, same.

Well, congratulations, you two.

As you both know,

the valedictorian's awarded a gift...

In your case, co-valedictorians.

Yes, I am very excited.

We will reach out to you when your gift arrives.

Terrific. Can't wait.

So, congratulations.

To you, too.

I heard you're going to Princeton.

Yeah. I have a shot to play basketball there.

That's great.

Well, it was... good to see you.

Definitely.

Good luck at school.

You, too.

Well, that was...

Awkward.

You winning the Dr. Daniel Banes Book Scholarship Award,

since you won't be needing books this year.

- You're not taking this? - No, you can have it.

Since you won't be going to college.

Yeah, yeah. We all know you're disappointed.

But can you just lay off today? She just graduated.

Thank you.

Although, are you just being nice to me

because you wanna move into my room?

That and you looked so hideous in that cap and gown,

I didn't want the day to get any worse for you.

Aw, that was sweet of you.

I thought she looked great in that cap and gown...

So much so that I'd like to see her in another one

in four years.

It is only June.

Maybe you can still get your spot at N.Y.U.?

Dad, she is not going to change her mind.

I took the job at “Interview.”

I know I'm on my own.

But hopefully, you can believe in me

and the decisions I've made.

I can't.

Because I truly feel that you are ruining your future,

and I will not condone that.

Don't worry.

He can't stay mad at you forever.

You're his favorite.

His favorite daughter to be mad at.

Will you at least be nice to him when I'm gone?

I'll try, but I can't promise.

I'm still me, after all.

It was time to put away childish things...

and become a working girl.

Thank you.

You ready for the big day?

Um, I think so.

I'm trying to read up on everything

so I have ideas to pitch when I get in.

Ah, there's an article in here about Larissa.

What about?

They are calling her a modern day Medici,

a benefactor to the burgeoning art scene in the city.

Oh, get this.

“With Harlan's money and my taste,

we're going to take the art world by storm”"

I can't believe that I work for someone

who has articles written about her

in the “Arts and Leisure” section of the paper of record.

That can only be good for you,

having your wagon hitched to hers.

I mean, look at us.

We're making it big in this crazy city.

Well, my stuff's more in California,

and I may need to think about being there more.

Yeah, of course. I mean, I figured as much.

Maybe I can pitch story ideas so I have to head out there

for a few days.

And then we can take our trips together.

Sure. Yeah.

Well, I gotta go.

I don't wanna be late on my first day.

Have so much fun, Bradshaw.

I will do my best, Kydd.

I know. I have to tell her.

While Sebastian was feeling guilty,

Samantha was feeling lucky.

Samantha, hey.

Elliot. Well, what a surprise.

How are you?

You know, hanging in.

Well, good for you. Hang in there, baby.

I'm running a bit late, so...

You gotta get in there for a race?

How do you know I'm here to bet on a horse?

We're in front of the O.T.B.

And a deli and a hair center for men.

You told me you come up here and bet.

I love the idea that betting relaxes you.

It did until you showed up.

Look, I've been thinking about you a lot.

I was hoping to find you. I don't know where you live.

Very few people do.

But...

I needed to see you.

So, I might've been hanging out here in between my classes.

N.Y.U. is 60 blocks away.

Are you stalking me?