Love Locks

I don't wanna go back to New York.

It's gone by too fast.

Maybe I don't.

Maybe I stay here and paint.

No, no, no, we have a plan, remember?

It just feels like goodbye.

No, no goodbyes.

Look, it'll just be a few months.

You have to finish school.

I have to finish work.

Have you told your father you're quitting?

I will.

Hey, we'll be back together by Valentine's day.

Top of the empire state building?

Doesn't sound quite as romantic

as the top of the Eiffel Tower,

but it will have to do.

We'll lock it on the bridge,

and our love will last forever.

Forever?

Forever.

Forever...

Okay.

With this lock, I thee--

whoa!

You did that on purpose.

No, no, no, that was your fault.

You-you grabbed for it.

Thank you.

Good morning, Maggie.

Morning, Lindsey.

First cup of coffee?

Third.

How are we doing with the Valentine issue?

You just need to pick a cover.

Not the cupid.

The last thing I want to think about

is a chubby toddler coming at me with a weapon.

Hmm, such a romantic.

Not that one.

Speaking of which,

Trent greer's in your office.

What?

Sorry, he's a really hard guy to say no to.

What's he doing here?

Who cares? He's gorgeous.

Now, do something with your hair.

What's wrong with my hair?

You could try wearing it down sometimes.

Don't you have something to do?

Trent...

Hey...

What a surprise.

Oh, yeah? Good or bad?

Good. Good...

Good. Good...

Um, actually, I wanted to catch you before you left,

because your assistant said

that you're going to Paris tomorrow

with your daughter.

Oh, did she tell you

what I had for breakfast as well?

French toast?

God, I can't believe you're old enough

to have a daughter old enough

to be in college.

I am also old enough to know when I'm being buttered up.

All right.

Okay, here it is.

I really want to take you out.

Oh.

Yeah, and I want to buy your magazine.

Oh.

Okay, now, was that a "yes/yes,"

a "yes/no," or a "no/yes"?

Yes.

And no.

I-I don't know...

Let me tell you this, Lindsey,

you've done an incredible job with pov.

It is-it is a unique magazine,

you've done it yourself, on a limited budget--

thank you?

The problem is, the readership's maxed out,

and it does not have to be like that,

and I can help you take it to the next level.

You want to buy me out.

I want you to stay on to consult.

So I'd be working for you.

With me.

You know, Trent, the thing is,

I've kind of become used to being my own boss.

I do get that.

Believe me.

When I opened my first publishing house,

the last thing on my mind was selling it,

but I did.

I did, and I built something bigger and better

than I ever imagined.

So, do me a favor.

While you're traveling,

just think about it.

And the other "it," too.

I will.

And I will.

Great.

And, one other thing,

um, I'm actually going to be in London next week,

and it's a short flight to Paris.

I'd love the chance to show you our Paris office.

Wow, you must really want my magazine.

Oh, yeah, that too.

Tell me he's not the best-looking guy

you've ever seen.

Looks have nothing to do with it.

What's wrong?

He wants to buy the magazine.

Seriously?

What did you say?

I wanted to say "no," but somehow I didn't?

Hmm, I'm pretty sure he has that effect

on everyone.

Would it be so bad to sell?

I'm saying goodbye to my daughter,

I don't want to say goodbye to my business, too.

I know, it's just...

He's just so gorgeous.

Maggie, that's all you can think about.

Let's finish up this layout.

That's great.

Really great.

You packed yet?

Tonight.

Throw in something sexy.

Why?

You're going to Paris, girl,

not New Jersey.

All right.

This looks good,

except move the gaucher to the center,

and increase it to 5x7.

Oh, and also, increase the opacity

so we're seeing the titles.

Yeah, like that.

Hi, mom!

'Lex? You're early!

Yeah, I caught a ride with a guy from school!

What guy?

Uh, some guy who's name I found on the ride board in my dorm.

You drove all the way from Connecticut

with a total stranger?

And two other friends.

So the three of you drove from Connecticut

with a total stranger.

Mom, you are helicoptering again.

You're right.

Engine's off.

Hey! I remember that.

It used to be in the hallway.

Yeah, we have better taste now.

No, we don't.

You should put it up again.

It's too big.

You were so good. Why did you stop?

Hmm, I guess my fine arts degree

taught me the fine art of unemployment.

Maybe you'll start again.

No, it's your turn, kiddo. You hungry?

Pasta? Alfredo sauce?

Extra cheese!

I can't wait for you to meet Hugo.

Me either.

He is the best teacher.

But he's a little bit of a meddler,

so don't tell him too much about your social life.

Not that you'll have one,

because you'll be too busy studying.

Uh-huh, right...

Ten letter word for "soulmate"?

"Delusional?"

You're terrible.

Or realistic.

Why should there be only one person for everyone?

But what if there is?

Honey, remember when I had to tell you

there was no tooth fairy?

Well, brace yourself.

Okay, just because you were right about the tooth fairy

doesn't mean you're right about this.

It's dad.

See? Proof positive.

Hi, dad.

Yes, I'll be careful.

Yes, I have my passport.

Okay, um... say hi to Jane.

Okay, love you, too.

Yeah, bye.

Who's Jane?

Um...

Dad and Marcie separated,