The Carrie Diaries

Before there was sex, before there was the city,

there was just me... Carrie. Carrie Bradshaw.

And lots of things were changing...

George, I'm not sure I can...

- Well, sure you can. - I'm breaking up with you.

For all of us.

You're dumping me?

Yeah. I hope you don't mind,

but I will be telling people that I broke up with you.

- What are you doing here? - I'm here patrolling the dance, Maggie.

God, I wish I wasn't the one to have to tell you this.

Donna's trying to hurt us.

"We" don't exist anymore.

- So now what? - Now you're my boyfriend.

You do like her, right? I know you like her. Say it.

Yeah, I do.

Hey. Hi.

Hey. Hi.

You can stop me from being at "Interview"

and seeing Larissa

and being in Manhattan,

but the one thing you can't stop me from is wanting it

and wanting a life that's mine.

(Stevie Nick's "edge of seventeen" playing)

In my dreams, I was still at "Interview" magazine.

But the reality...

"Interview" magazine, Manhattan... all gone.

It had been a rough few weeks.

but what had made the loss of Manhattan

just a bit more bearable was my relationship

with Sebastian Kydd.

February blows.

It's still so cold, and there's no end in sight,

and there are no fun holidays to look forward to.

The next time I'll get chocolate is easter,

and that's months off.

You already finished that box of chocolates I got you

for Valentine's day?

That was a week ago.

It was huge.

Well, I can pack away a lot of chocolate,

especially anything with marshmallows inside.

What up, Kyddshaw?

- West. - Hey.

Wait. What was that?

West. He's in our American history class.

I know who he is. What he called us... Kyddshaw.

That's our names, like, put together.

Like a nickname?

Yeah, I guess.

Wait. We have a nickname?

An actual nickname as a couple?

It appears so, Bradshaw. Or would that be "Kyddshaw"?

Well, I think when you're talking to me, it can still be "Bradshaw""

but when you're talking to us, "Kyddshaw."

Ah, good to know.

You cold?

Yeah. A little.

Thanks.

Mm-hmm.

Hey, Kyddshaw.

You knew we had a nickname?

Sure.

You still trying to figure that out?

Once. I did it once.

Well, that's awesome. I mean, Rubik's cubes are impossible.

No one can do them. Well, I did, and I'm going to do it again.

Watch and learn.

I mean, you people won't be able to actually learn

how to do this, so... Just enjoy.

Excuse me.

Sorry to interrupt. Gotta get to my locker.

I know you're deep into that square thing, but I gotta get to class.

Sorry. I'm just kind of obsessed.

What is that, anyway?

A Rubik's cube.

How could you never have seen a Rubik's cube?

I'm busy.

Playing with balls?

That came out wrong.

Yes, lettering in three sports does kind of take up all my free time.

Can I try it?

Sure.

It's 6-sided as all cubes are,

and you have to get each side all the same color.

Getting one or two sides is very viable,

but it could take a while since there are six sides,

- and the ratio of... - Done.

Ooh!

H!

That was fun.

Who are you?

West. I'm in your chemistry class.

I know that. I meant how did you do this?

Beginner's luck, I guess.

I guess.

While west was bringing out mouse's competitive side...

Yeah! Ohh!

Walt was bringing out something very surprising in Donna.

Does that hurt?

Oh, yes. But I like pain. It feels so good.

I aim to please.

You really do, Walt.

This might be the best relationship ever.

Really?

It's not for you?

No. (Chuckles) It's great.

But... I've only dated Maggie,

so I don't have a lot to compare it to.

I've dated...

Well, everybody.

And usually I have to get all dressed up

and wear a pound of makeup and act all flirty and pouty,

but... with you, I can just be me.

I think you're prettier without so much makeup.

Really?

Really.

Admit it. You wanna see a little bit more boob.

Who doesn't?

Come on. Let's finish watching "The Terminator""

it was a shock to them both,

but they were a surprisingly nice match.

Meanwhile, my father was finishing his own match...

A racquetball match.

Let me help you.

Thank you.

Thanks. I'm, uh, I'm not really all that flexible.

You would be if you took my class.

Oh.

Yeah. I... yeah, I don't really take... classes.

(Cay racquetball with my buddy.

Yeah. We, uh, we have a tournament this week.

So I'm just squeezing in a last practice...

You, uh, you teach that aerobics dancing thing?

- Uh-huh. - Don't ya?

Yes. (Laughs) I love music.

- Yeah. - And dancing.

I think you would, too.

I would... (Laughs)

I'm not sure I'm coordinated enough.

Or flexible enough.

Oh, I think you'd do all right.

At least let me give you my schedule

so you know when you can find my class... or me.

I have it in my office.

Sure.

Oh, wow. Uh... I didn't expect that...

So is this your...

Your... where's... Where's that schedule?

Ah. Well, you know, you don't need to do this.

You...

Just enjoy it.

I will.

I don't wanna leave here... ever.

We don't have to.

I have a house tab here now.

Of course you do.

Want you to have all the French fries you want.

I think that's the sweetest thing

anybody's ever said to me.

Well, we should go.

What happened to the endless supply of fries?

I'm afraid to piss off your dad.

Don't want being in his good graces

to be a fleeting thing.

You might be perfect.

I'm trying to be. Here.

No. You should take it.

No, I'll be fine without it.

I like the idea of you in it.

No, I-I-I don't want you to get cold.

Besides, I have mine.

Yeah.

I'll be fine.

Did he break up with you?

Cheat on you?

- Talk to Donna? - No.

- Then what's happening? - He tried to give me his coat.

And then we have a nickname.

Okay, I'm still confused.

He bought me chocolates with marshmallows in them,

which I love,

and he has a house account at the diner for me

for French fries.

Okay, you're going to have to help me understand,

how is this bad?

Don't you see? I-I like him.

I really like him. I'm... falling for him.

Isn't that a good thing?

I thought it would be. Now I'm just scared.

Because you have something to lose.

I think I know why they call it "falling in love"...

'Cause it feels like you're falling off a cliff,

and falling off a cliff is not a good thing.

- You've seen Wile Coyote, right? - He always survives.

Because he's a cartoon. If he was a real person,

he'd break every bone in his body.

Or you could be happy.