[♪♪♪]
♪ Ooh, uh-huh...
♪ Ooh...
♪ Uh-huh...
♪ Yeah, yeah...
♪ Ooh-ooh-ooh...
[♪♪♪]
Absolutely.
I'll have the sketches for the winter line
ready in a week or two.
Yeah! Yeah. Yeah.
Don't worry. It's going great.
Okay. Bye.
♪ ...This will be
♪ The first time anyone has loved me... ♪
[footsteps]
Molly?
Are you ready?
For...?
My final dress-fitting at the bridal salon, remember?
You said you wanted to come.
I'm so sorry, Amy. I'm way behind on my deadlines.
The department stores want to see the "look book"
for the winter line in a month.
I don't have sketches
to make patterns to make clothes.
You have to eat.
I'll buy you lunch, and you can just sit on the pretty couch
and tell me how gorgeous my dress is.
It's your sworn duty as maid of honor.
You're right.
Of course, I'll come.
Maybe we can get cheesesteaks
from that truck across the street.
You're kidding, right?
Why, what do you want to eat?
Cold-pressed juice and kale chips.
How are we even friends?
James is going to die when he sees you in this.
I don't think he cares what I wear to the wedding.
He'd be happy if we got married in a ditch.
It's kind of sweet, though, right?
I mean, he just-- he loves you.
You'll have that too someday. I know you will.
Probably not, but that's how I want it.
I like my drama-free life.
Sounds kind of boring to me.
Hey, not everybody needs a guy to live happily ever after.
That is what everyone says,
but no one actually means it.
Okay, how long have you and I been best friends,
and have I ever not meant what I've said?
Okay, fine.
You will be alone forever.
Thank you.
You're still coming with us for dinner tonight, right?
Yeah.
To Nick's new restaurant?
Yes, but don't try and set us up again.
That was years ago!
And I didn't technically try to set you up.
Um, you locked us out on your balcony.
[Laughs] Yeah! It was a great idea.
Can I help it if there weren't any sparks?
What kind of food
does Nick serve at his restaurant?
[Amy]: "Modern American Fusion".
Sounds like a game show.
Keep an open mind.
"Fusion."
So James, Amy tells me
your business is doing well?
It's been a slow start,
but I love helping regular people
with their savings.
Sure beats Wall Street.
It's all about new clients.
Where would we find
a house with a basement in the city?
We don't have to live in the city.
I can give financial advice from anywhere.
So, what? What are you saying?
You don't want to live in Manhattan?
Hey, Nick!
Hey! You guys finally made it in!
It's about time!
[Amy]: Nick, do you remember Molly?
Blame her. She's as impossible to make plans with as you are.
Congrats on the restaurant, Nick.
It looks great.
Thank you.
Yeah, it's, uh, it's been a long time coming,
but it's good.
How about you? How's, uh, how's the shoe biz?
No sales at all.
Mostly because I'm not in the shoe biz.
Right. It's, uh...
Clothes?
Yeah.
Yes! Okay. Well, let's get you guys a table.
-Come on! -All right.
[♪♪♪]
Don't worry.
You'll be a huge fan of Nick's after tonight.
The food here is amazing.
Whoa, whoa. Wait.
You've been here already?
It was before he officially opened.
You were at your gallery late
for that show with the paintings
made out of coffee stains.
-Coffee grinds. -Right.
Well, we're here now.
Bride and groom, maid of honor,
Nick, the best man.
All finally together in the same room, right?
Let's just enjoy the meal.
[Waiter]: For our first course--
a smoked quail egg marinated in an oak-aged apple vinegar foam.
[♪♪♪]
Mm!
Mm.
Tastes like, uh...
an eggy pickle.
Two things I enjoy...
Separately.
Not bad for our third weekend!
Yeah, Isaac,
I didn't get the oysters again today, though.
Didn't get any seafood this week.
Sorry, partner. Minor cash-flow issue until we find our legs.
We'll be stocked up for next week.
All right. Thank you. You keep the doors open...
...And you keep 'em coming back.
Thank you.
[Cell phone alert chimes]
What is it?
I don't believe it.
Are you okay?
It's about this investor, Frank Van Allen.
He's been caught in some pyramid scheme.
Did you know him?
He invested all of my parents' savings.
They've frozen all our assets, pending the investigation.
Now my father wants us to postpone the wedding.
Oh, Amy, I am so sorry.
They were supposed to make the final payments tomorrow,
but now they can't.
I can't afford a wedding for 300 people.
[Amy]: I know.
Let's go back to your place
and talk this over.
We'll figure something out.
Yeah.
Amy, I'm sure there's some way
we can still make this wedding happen.
If we can find a good location,
we could still have a nice ceremony.
[Cell ringing] Excuse me.
Mom.
[Tearfully]: I know.
Nick, can I talk to you a sec?
Sure.
What's up, buddy?
I think I know someplace we can do this.
No, no, no. Look.
You know I'd do anything to help you guys,
but I don't think the inn's a good idea.
The place is falling apart, and... well...
it hasn't been open since my mom passed--
[James]: I know. It's worth a try.
Are you kidding me?
I have a tapeworm.
Oh, come on,
you didn't enjoy any of the meal I prepared?
I'm sorry, Nick. I'm just not a "foam" person.
I don't even like cappuccinos.
Okay, fine.
Next time, I'm gonna make you macaroni and cheese.
How's that?
You promise?
Yeah, I promise.
So did I hear you guys right?
Do you know some place
where we might be able to have this wedding?
-No. -Yes.
Oh, come on, Nick. I mean, you saw her.
She's a wreck!
Anything would help.
All right, my father owns an inn in the Berkshires.
Is there some way we could see what it looks like?
Is there a website?
My father doesn't know a website from a campsite.
He doesn't even own a computer!
I mean, come on, James!
You've seen the place, it's a disaster!
[phone ringing]
I guess the inn wasn't such a good idea.
Sorry, guys. I gotta take this.
Isaac. Hey, what's up?
Do you think Amy's going to be okay?
I don't know.
I mean, her whole lifestyle
is about to change.
Maybe that's not such a bad thing.
It's all a bit much anyway, you know?
I guess that depends on who you ask.
I can't believe this.
What happened?
That was Isaac, my business partner?
Turns out our primary investor
is another of these victims from the pyramid scheme.
Says I have to close the restaurant
until he can find another investor.
I'm sorry to hear that.
Really.
You'll open back up.
You're too good not to.
What am I supposed to do until then?
Maybe you...
you could cater a country wedding?
Come on!
I'm not trying to pressure you,
but don't you have a fridge full of food
that's not gonna be used now?
Okay. You're right.
Yes. Yes.
I will call my father.
Yes!
Thank you, Nick.
[♪♪♪]
What's going on?
Your wedding, that's what.
Maybe.
I can live with "maybe."
Anyone up for a Berkshires road trip?
I am.
[Amy]: How fare are we going?
[James]: I'm so glad you ordered a stretch limo.
[Nick]: Okay. Everybody comfy?
We're great. Thanks for driving, Nick.
Hey--
[Molly honks horn]
Huh.
What?
I thought it would've been
more of a "beep-beep!"
Okay. Let's go.
[♪♪♪]
[Lily Frost "Blissed Out" plays]
♪ Follow your bliss
♪ Focus and listen to intuition ♪
♪ You'll easily find your way
[♪♪♪]
♪ No one else knows
♪ Where you should go in the world ♪
♪ You are the one to say...
["order up" bell dings]
[Molly]: Do you know
what the mark of a good restaurant is?
Originality?
Quality? Consistency?
A chef who's passionate about his food?
Ranch dressing.
Molly is quite the ranch connoisseur.
One taste, and I know
if it's fresh or from a jug.
If it's from a jug,
I know the rest of the food
is going to be "ugh."
You know, you should really
get a job writing forThe Times.
Mm. Try it.
-[Nick gags] -Come on!
No way.
Come on, Nick.
Think of it as a "foam," but for normal people.
Now you're turning on me?
I'm just trying to expand your horizons.
Do it.
Come on!
Fine. Okay, okay.
Great, right?
Grudgingly, one point-- ranch dressing.
[cell phone chimes]
Ugh. I can't even look.
It just keeps getting worse.
Good thing my parents own their apartment
or they'd be on the street,
Or living with us.
What am I gonna do?
I know that I'm being insane.
It's just a lot to process.
[phone vibrates]
What was that?
Nothing.
Barneys wants first right of refusal
on my winter line.
That's amazing!
That's awesome.
Why aren't you jumping up and down?
[Nick]: Yeah!
Mostly because
I don't like anything I'm designing
and probably won't have anything for them,
then I'll end up
selling v-neck T-shirts on the subway.
Maybe getting out of the city will inspire you.
I got it.
Yes. I want to do this.
Can't wait to see the inn.
And Charlie. It's been awhile.
Yeah. It's been a while for me, too.
[Amy]: Did you really grow up there?
[Nick]: Afraid so.
Ahem. Be right back.
Ladies' room.
[James]: Nick wasn't always
this trend-setting New York chef.
Sorry. Use this one.
[Amy]: Must have been fun, though,
growing up with all those people around.
Yeah, he was the best bellboy
the Berkshires ever saw.
Yeah. [chuckles] Easy.
Okay.
Thank you.
Thank you... Thank you.
[James]: The number one employee...
In fact, he also made an excellent housekeeper.
Did you just say I was "fat"
or did you say "in fact"?
Well, both.
Brought it back for you.
-Thank you. -Thanks, Amy.
[Molly]: Everybody ready? Let's go.
[Hushed]: Hey! That was really cool, by the way.
I don't know what you're talking about.
[♪♪♪]
What a mess.
It's not the Plaza.
It's fine!
It's perfect.
-Oh, thanks. -You're welcome.
Well, here we go.
-Hey, Dad. -Good to see you, Nick.
What's up with them?
It's complicated.
Jimmy.
Hey, Charlie!
Good to see you.
Lookin' good.
Yeah. Sure. You must be Amy.
Nick told me what happened. I'm sorry.
Thank you. It's nice to meet you.
Charlie Turner.
Molly Quinn. I'm Amy's best friend.
Oh... I thought you were Nick's latest.
Nope.
Okay, let's go inside.
These roses are stunning!
I water 'em.
They grow.
Use 'em in the wedding, if you want.
Thank you!
That was sweet.
They are beautiful.
Do you really think we can make this place work?
Only one way to find out.
[Nick]: It's even worse than I remembered.
[Amy]: Uh, Mr. Turner--
Call me Charlie.
Charlie. I was wondering
how many rooms you have here?
Ten.
Uh, well, nine.
Nick's room is still full of his stuff.
That sounds interesting.
What? It's not like some weird shrine to me, or anything.
I just haven't picked up my boxes.
All right, can keep this going?
My afternoon nap isn't gonna take itself.
Wow! This is nice.
Uh, fridge. Stove. Pantry.
You know where everything is. You've been in here enough.
Nick? You okay?
Yeah. Yeah, yeah. Fine.
Fine.
Nick, is that your mom?
She was beautiful.
Yeah. She was.
Yeah, are we, uh, are we done in here yet?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Everything still working and everything in here?
This? Whoa!
Dad! Come on!
When is the last time you used this stove?
[Molly, gasping]: Wow.
Look at this!
It's just...
sublime.
You can't get this in the city.
Ow! I think something just bit my ankle.
Do you realize
we could get an entire house in the country
for half the price
of what it costs to live in the city?
You know I don't want to live anywhere else.
Amy...
if you don't want to rush this,
I mean, we can just wait
until your family gets back on their feet
for the wedding.
No! I love James.
And I'm tired of being engaged, you know?
I don't, actually, which is fine.
You realize the reason
you haven't been in any long-term relationships
is because you bail
the second you get into a fight?
I don't bail!
I just-- I just know
there's no point in wasting time
if the romance is gone.
Well, look, if you're fighting
in the beginning,
you'll be at war by the end.
Just like my parents were.
You are the most depressing
Maid of Honor ever.
Check it out.
Charlie!
Is that barn empty?
If you don't count the possums.
He's joking, right?
[♪♪♪]
Here you go.
James?
James, I-I can't get married in a barn.
[yelps] Ahh!
Sweetie.
It's just an old cobweb.
Sorry. It's just...
I didn't think it would be so haunted house-y.
Amy, it's okay.
Just try to look at the space,
not the dirt.
Look, call me crazy, but...
We could have the ceremony up here, in front,
and then the reception back here,
with tables on the sides.
Hey, what's up there?
[♪♪♪]
Amy, come up here!
This is perfect!
Hayloft cocktails.
I promise you, Amy, we can make this work.
Do you trust me?
You know I do.
Do you trust Nick to cook?
Of course!
Do you want to get married next Saturday?
I do.
[giddy laugh]
Oh! It's gonna be beautiful! I promise!
Now, the first thing we should do tonight is sit down
and figure out what style you want.
[cell buzzes]
It's from my dad.
The lawyers called an emergency meeting tonight,
they want me to come.
You know, I'll just call them and tell them we can't come,
that we're trying to save the wedding.
No, Amy, you should be there,
but we don't all need to go back.
Why don't you and James take Nick's car?
You're fine with that, right, Nick?
Uh... Yeah, yeah. Sure. Of course.
Yeah, you and I can stay here
and start planning,
and they can join us in the afternoon.
Okay.
[inhales sharply]
You're the best.
Yep. I know.
You know why else this is perfect?
Why?
You can stop by my studio and get some supplies.
For what?
You need a wedding dress, don't you?
Molly...
you're already doing so much.
Ah, I've been meaning to expand my repertoire anyway.
Don't you have to work
on your designs for the winter line?
Um, still waiting for inspiration
to come on those.
Right now, I'm all about weddings.
Thank you.
Thank you so much.
I guess we should head back?
See you tomorrow.
-Okay. -Good luck.
Not a scratch on my car, okay?
Drive safe.
[♪♪♪]
This isn't, like, a more elaborate version
of locking us on the balcony, is it?
[laughing]
[♪♪♪]
[microwave beeps]
What are those?
Dinner.
Gross.
You want some?
Totally.
Pizza bites! Mm.
Ugh. I'm not eating that.
I'm gonna make something else.
Suit yourself. I'm going upstairs.
We'll figure it out one of these days.
Don't wait too long.
Dads don't last forever.
I lost my folks too early.
I'm sorry to hear that.
What are you making?
Chili.
It's the best I could do
until I can get to a market.
Luckily, my mom taught me
how to improvise in the kitchen.
She used to be able to make
the most amazing things
outta absolutely nothing at all.
I would've given anything to have a mom like that.
Your mom didn't cook?
Can you give me the salt?
Yeah, well, she did,
but all she made my entire childhood
was diet food.
My therapist said she was trying
to spare me the pain of being a chunky kid like she was,
but there wasn't a day
that I wasn't hungry for something real.
Uh-uh-uh! No.
Sorry.
That would explain your fondness for comfort food.
What about your dad?
He was smart.
He stayed out with his buddies for dinner
most of the time.
When he was home, all they did was fight.
You know, I never once saw them
hold hands or kiss,
or even hug each other.
That's probably for the best.
How can you say that?
Can you get me the, uh, spicy chili oil, please?
Um...
Uh-uh. No, no, no. No, this one.
Oh, hey, um, what were you thinking for the hors d'oeuvres?
Uh... I don't know, I'm not sure.
Hey.
Maybe we could make some dishes for the wedding
from your mom's recipes.
I mean, didn't she cook for big groups of people every day
when the inn was open?
No, no, no, no. Not-- Not those.
I...
I can't cook my mom's recipes.
I mean, I can cook my mom's recipes,
I just I... I don't.
We might be the worst two people in history--
[Overlapping]: ...To plan a wedding.
Yeah.
Yeah, you might be right.
[Charlie]: Got your room ready.
I love it.
Yeah.
Sheets are pretty good.
Clarissa was always going on and on
about thread counts,
pillow tops, and all that.
I never cared about that stuff.
I had what I needed.
Charlie...
What?
Are you sure you're okay
with us fixing up the place for the wedding?
Why wouldn't I be?
Well, it's just...
I'm sure every room holds a lot of memories for you.
Just leave the kitchen the way it is.
That's all I ask.
I will.
Yeah. Bathroom's down the end of the hall,
on the left.
You're the only one using it.
Nick's room is on the opposite end.
Charlie?
Hmm?
[♪♪♪]
Thanks.
[♪♪♪]
Snoop much?
Sorry. I thought this was the bathroom.
This is the cutest thing I've ever seen.
Well, it's just
a bunch of stupid ol' recipes
that I made up as a kid.
[chuckles]
Okay. Cookies, sugar balls...
Sugar balls?
Yeah.
Stick of butter rolled into a ball, and dipped in sugar.
Did you eat that?
Yes, I did...
Once.
[laughs]
Mm!
Can you make me "Nick's Famuss Chocklit-Chip Cookies?"
No. No way.
Oh! Why not?
You got the tools here and everything.
Because the main ingredient... is chicken.
No, it's not.
I'm gonna go ahead and cancel that order.
Good idea. Uh, actually,
if you're interested in cookies,
you might want...
to try these.
Mm. Those look delicious.
They are delicious,
and you can barely taste the chicken, so...
[chuckling]
That there is my first spatula.
Really?
Yeah. Learned to cook with that.
And it's hidden away up here?
It should be on display somewhere.
Like a ballplayer's first glove.
Oh, come on. I'm hardly Derek Jeter.
It's just a... you know, it's a spatula.
That's why you've held onto it all these years?
Let it inspire you.
Mm-hmm. Okay.
Well...
[sets book down]
I should probably go.
Yeah. Of course.
Uh...
Second door on the left.
Uh, the other left.
Yeah.
There you go.
-'Night! -'Night.
[birds singing]
Nick?
Charlie?
Anyone?
Wow.
Somebody went shopping.
[♪♪♪]
Not burnt...
Good start.
[Nick]: Hey, Snoopy.
Oh. Hi.
I see you made my mom's "Country Baked Omelette".
-Hope that's okay. -Yeah.
I figured I could probably make it
without messing it up too much.
Well, it smells exactly the same.
Do you want to try it?
I'll try it and see.
Oh, no! It's terrible, isn't it?
It's exactly how I remembered it.
[♪♪♪]
[footsteps]
Hey, so I talked to my guy in New York
and the food'll be here in a couple days.
That's great.
Yeah.
Can I show you what I've been working on?
Sure.
All right.
"Upscale Vintage Farmhouse."
You see?
It's classy... yet comfortable.
What's wrong with it?
It's perfect.
Actually, I was thinking that we would modernize the inn.
You know, bring in
some more metal and glass,
maybe some stone...
That would ruin the whole vibe of the place.
No, no, no, no, no. It'd be calming.
It'd be more refined. Minimalist.
"Less is more," you know?
So basically, "One Quail Egg on a Plate: The Hotel"?
If the egg is done right, then yes.
That is what I do.
Okay, how about this?
You go work on your idea,
I'll work on mine,
and we'll let Amy and James decide
if they want a quail egg
or a lobster roll.
Oh, suddenly, the wedding is in Maine?
Just go over there.
[♪♪♪]
[phone vibrates]
Amy! What's going on?
We were just about to leave and the lawyers called us back.
There's more going on than we realized,
and my mom is a mess.
It's okay, Amy, don't worry about it.
Stay there and take care of her. We've got this covered.
But we haven't picked a style yet.
Well, you can do it from there.
So you get the idea, right?
"Upscale Vintage
Farmhouse..."
The cake...
the roses and chairs.
It's elegant...
but traditional.
Molly, I love it.
Except...
[Hushed]: Come on!
My menu concept doesn't really gel with that.
I was picturing a version of what I do in the city.
Simple, clean, elegant.
I said "elegant" first.
And I think that we should incorporate
those modern elements
into the style of the wedding itself.
He has a point.
I don't know, what do you think?
You decide.
It's your special day.
Isn't it yours, too?
Of course, but...
I'd be fine getting married by Elvis
at a drive-thru.
[laughs]
[phone chimes]
It's my dad.
I really have to talk to him.
That's fine, just tell us which style you like.
What about both?
B... [scoffs] Both?
[words catching]
How are we supposed to do that?
I'm really sorry, Molly, I have to go.
I know whatever you do, it'll be amazing.
[chat-end alert chimes]
[weary sighing]
Now what do we do?
Well, you heard the bride. She wants both.
"Minimalist Modern Vintage Farmhouse"?
That's not even a real thing.
Yeah. I know. I was joking.
But, clearly, she liked mine better, so...
[scoffs] No.
Amy said she loved mine. Okay? I heard her.
[chuckles]
Unless...
What?
Unless we really can do both.
[♪♪♪]
You wanna see it?
Yeah. Sure.
Okay...
So, the vintage farmhouse lanterns set the tone,
but the blue palette will modernize the look,
even the candles change...
"Country meets city."
Timeless and trendy...
all at the same time.
Well, I have to admit... it's pretty cool.
Why aren't you saying anything?
I was expecting you to say you were joking.
No. No, I'm not joking.
I think this can work.
[♪♪♪]
[nervous overlapping chatter]
All right. We need supplies.
[Nick]: I don't know, for me, I like the cool-tone whites.
I actually like the warm yellows.
We want people to feel like
they can take their shoes off.
Ugh... there's nothing worse
than women taking their shoes off at a wedding.
So tacky.
Try wearing heels for five minutes
and then see how you feel.
Well, all I'm saying
is that you spend hours getting ready for the wedding,
and the second the conga line breaks out,
you all turn into a bunch of hillbillies.
I feel like you have
some deep-seated issues with feet.
No, no, no, no, I just, uh...
I like things to be more refined, you know?
And I don't?
No, you don't.
You like things to be more comfy.
What's wrong with comfy?
Nothing. Nothing's wrong with comfy.
Just not all the time.
If you grew up in a house
where everything was white, spotless, and off-limits,
you'd see why I value comfort above all else.
It's okay to relax sometimes, you know?
Uh-huh.
Do you realize that you never sit down?
I can rest when I'm dead, right?
You know what?
I'm going to teach you how to relax.
No, thank you.
Challenge accepted.
Huh.
Ooh!
Look at these remnants.
Dirt-cheap...
and fabulous.
Is this the wedding version of Maria von Trapp
using old curtains to make playclothes?
Yes! You know that movie?
What, a guy can't enjoy a good musical?
Yeah, I just didn't think that guy was you.
It was my mom's favorite movie.
Used to watch it every year.
Mine, too!
You're not gonna burst into song, though, are you?
[huffs unconvincingly]
No.
Yeah, you were.
[Nick chuckles]
Oh, I can totally re-purpose this for Amy's dress!
It's gorgeous.
Yeah, it's nice. You know,
I betcha five bucks this whole place
and everything in it is haunted.
[chuckles] Nothing's haunted.
Oh. Except this box.
There's definitely a ghost in there.
Oh, yeah? [gasps]
[high voice]: Help me!
I'm trapped inside this antique store
and I can't get out!
[laughing]
Nick! Is that you?
Henry! Hey.
How're you doing? Good to see you!
Uh, Henry, this is Molly.
Very pleased to meet you.
Hi!
Wow, it's-- it's been ages.
Yeah.
So what brings you back in these parts?
Well, actually, we are planning a wedding.
[chuckling]
Oh, I could tell.
You two have that certain something.
Reminds me so much of your parents when--
We're not the ones who are getting married.
Oh?
Yeah, we're helping our best friends
plan theirs.
Yeah, we barely know each other.
We're practically strangers.
Yeah.
[simultaneously]: Ooh! That's cool!
[♪♪♪]
I don't believe it.
[♪♪♪]
No way!
Gus! Tony! Great to see you guys!
Hey, this is a friend of mine, Molly.
-Molly, Tony and Gus. -Hey.
What are you guys doing here?
We're here to help whip this place into shape.
Well, how did you know?
Your dad called.
Really? He did?
So what do you want done?
Well, uh...
budget's a little thin on this one, guys.
This isgratis.
Your pop called in a favor.
You got paint?
Yeah, in the back of Charlie's truck.
Seems like your dad's really trying.
Well, he called a couple of friends,
but he can still barely talk to me.
[quietly]: Nicky, give your pop a break.
He did the best he could.
[♪♪♪]
[Molly]: "Salmon roe parfait"?
[Nick]: Yeah!
Oh, come on!
We need to have something on the menu
that isn't...nouveau.
You need to realize the three main food groups
aren't cheese, bacon, and ranch dressing.
Ah. But they're the best food groups.
[grumbles] Ah. Come on.
We got to do something better.
Amy and James,
they want something more artful.
-"Art"? -Yes!
Come on! People want to eat.
No, they want anexperience.
How about the experience of feeling full?
Leaving people full is easy.
Anyone can do that.
Leaving them satisfied,
that means engaging their senses,
taking 'em on a journey,
and that's gotta have
sight, smell, taste, everything.
I got it.
Okay.
Chicken pot pie.
Really? Did you hear anything that I just said?
Everybody loves chicken pot pie!
Wait a second...
What if...
What?
What if we did both?
[♪♪♪]
Hot, hot, hot.
Okay...
Chicken pot pie--
Nick Turner-style.
It's got...
cremini mushrooms,
fresh leeks,
roasted heirloom garden vegetables,
uh, hickory-smoked organic chicken,
and a rosemary-infused biscuit crust.
Sounds complex.
Yeah, it-- [stammers] Would you just try it? Come on.
[♪♪♪]
You hate it.
This is literally
the best thing I've ever tasted.
Seriously.
Wow. Means a lot, coming from you, thank you.
You know what this is?
This is the perfect compromise for the wedding menu.
It's Clarissa's comfort food...
with a Nick Turner twist.
I really want to argue with you,
but I think you're right.
[laughs] We could do pasta--
Homemade pasta, with...
butter-poached prawns,
mustard greens,
and hickory-smoked bacon.
Fried chicken.
With a Sriracha brine, served on peashoots,
and roasted carrot purée.
Meatloaf?
Vealmeatloaf,
served with... sweet tomato confit.
And baked potatoes?
Sweet potato...gnocchi
served with kale and arugula pesto.
That sounds perfect! Oh!
[both laughing]
What about the wedding cake?
I have a recipe for that, upstairs, in my book.
What's in it?
Chicken.
I'll call a bakery.
Yeah. Good idea.
Okay.
[♪♪♪]
[mock sobbing]
I can't believe it.
Discount shoes for my wedding.
Do I sound like a jerk?
A little.
You're supposed to say I'm not.
You're crying about shoes.
I'm crying about everything.
You're acting like we're not getting married, Amy.
We are,
and our friends are making sure it'll be wonderful.
We're the luckiest people in the world.
You're right.
We are lucky.
I'm sorry.
These look pretty good.
Come in a 13?
[thunder crashing]
[mutters to self]: It'll come.
It always does.
[thunder clapping]
Just relax. [exhales]
Hey.
Something smells good. What is it?
Hot cocoa.
Part of the Molly Quinn Relaxation Experience.
Probably instant.
Shut up.
What are you doing in here, anyway?
We don't have time to sit around.
I was trying to work on designs for the next season, but...
it's just not happening.
Ah. Sounds like we're in a similar place, work-wise.
Nothing happening.
[rain pattering on windows]
Come sit with me,
listen to the rain for a minute.
Why would I want to do that?
Because it's one of life's greatest pleasures.
Oh?
Well, it is to me. I'm a life-long pluviophile.
That sounds disease-y.
[laughs] It means
somebody who's happiest when it's raining.
Oh, well, I'm a "get-er-done-a-phile."
-Just sit. -I don't wanna sit.
-Sit! -I'm gonna sit.
All right.
Take a deep breath in...
Let it out.
[exhales pointedly]
Now take a sip of hot cocoa from my fancy owl mug...
Mm-hmm.
And stare at the fire.
Okay. Boring.
Do it again.
Breathe in...
Exhale...
Just sit back.
[Molly laughs]
Just relax...
Rrr...
Breathe.
[breathing smoothly]
Mm...
[whispers]: Breathe.
[exhaling deeply, slowly]
[quietly]: There it is.
Hmm.
What?
My parents used to sit here on rainy nights
and watch me play when I was a kid.
It was the best.
Thank you for helping me remember that.
My pleasure.
[♪♪♪]
[gasps]
[thunder crashes]
[dripping]
Uh-oh.
[heavy dripping]
You should've had this fixed years ago, Dad.
Yeah, with what money?
With the money you'd get
from paying guests if you hadn't shut down.
I can't run this place alone.
Then you should sell.
I told you you could fix it up,
but I will not sell.
Fine.
Sorry you had to see that.
I'll be right back.
[plays some notes]
[♪♪♪]
Do you play?
Totally.
I'm a musical genius.
Please.
[grunts theatrically]
[plays haltingly]
Oh, come on! Move over, hotshot.
Ohh. Let me guess.
You took lessons your whole life
and you're about to destroy me
with your talent.
Pretty much. Yeah.
[inhales deeply]
Fingers.
[Playing "Chopsticks"]
[laughing] You're terrible!
Yes. I am. As are you, madam.
A piano like this deserves better.
Yeah. I know.
My dad used to play a lot, though.
He's really good, too.
My mom loved it.
They tried to teach me a little bit.
Thought it'd be cute if I played for the guests.
Oh, now I see why the place is so empty.
Oh!
You're funny.
-Yeah? -Yeah.
Thank you.
I always wished I'd taken lessons.
I always wanted to be able to play "Clair de Lune".
Yeah. It's beautiful.
Okay! Ahem.
Again. Fingers.
We got-- We got this.
Yeah, yeah. Absolutely.
You ready?
[Playing "Chopsticks" duet]
-[both laughing] -Yes!
Success!
[♪♪♪]
[frustrated sigh]
[Knocking]
Hello?
[♪♪♪]
[exhales happily]
[♪♪♪]
[machine chugging]
Hey.
Little late to be interior decorating,
isn't it?
What can I say?
Inspiration struck.
Maybe it was the cookies.
You got 'em, huh?
I just had to redo these curtains.
Uh...
I'm not so sure my dad's gonna be okay with that.
Yeah, I talked to him.
He said we can fix up anything we want.
Except the kitchen.
He wants us to leave that exactly as it is.
Want some help?
That would be great.
What do you want me to do?
Um...
[♪♪♪]
Hey!
Whoa. It's 3:00 in the morning!
We need a snack.
[exhales]
So, this is my take on, uh--
Pizza bites?
No. Bruschetta.
Try it.
Oh, my gosh.
Mm.
Mm. Not bad.
Not bad?
It's amazing.
It's different, right?
I think that's what I love most about what I do.
Bringing together different ingredients
that you wouldn't necessarily think would work together.
Will they complement each other, or will they contrast?
When you put 'em together
they kinda make something amazing,
or will it just miss?
You know, believe me, I've missed before.
But, sometimes...
Sometimes the perfect combination
is right in front of you.
And as soon as you taste it, you just know.
I think that's why I love that term "fusion."
It's the bringing together of different ingredients
and different styles,
to make something better,
something unique.
Something magical.
Yeah.
[birds singing]
[♪♪♪]
So...
What do you think?
I think...
Clarissa would just love it.
I think Nick would love to hear you say that.
Ah, thing is, I...
I messed things up with him.
I don't know how to talk about his mother
without having all the pain
coming back like it was yesterday.
I can't even picture loving someone that much.
Why not?
If you open yourself up to love,
you open yourself up to...
pain.
It just doesn't seem worth it.
Oh, of course, it's worth it.
I want to show you something.
It's the china we used to use when we were open.
There's more than enough settings here for the wedding.
Thank you, Charlie.
You're welcome to anything in there.
[♪♪♪]
"From the moment we met,
I knew we were destined to spend our lives together."
"You are the sun rising over a green meadow
bringing light and love to my soul."
Hey.
Good morning.
What's wrong?
Have you seen these?
What are those?
Love letters.
That your mom and dad wrote to each other.
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Who said you could pry into my family business?
I wasn't prying.
Well, it sure looks like it.
Nick! Stop it.
I let her find them.
I wanted her--
I wanted you both to see what love can be.
That it is worth it.
Have you read them, Nick?
Your dad is a poet.
Poet?
I don't find it poetic
to love somebody so much,
that you give up on life when that person's gone.
I don't get that.
I wish I'd handled things differently, Nick.
If I could do it all over again...
I would.
Me too.
[♪♪♪]
I don't want to talk about this anymore.
I'm just saying, if we sell your place,
we can buy a house anywhere in the country
and not have to worry about money for a while.
I would rather be broke
than live outside of Manhattan.
Seems you're well on your way.
Hi! We got the stuff.
[Molly]: Great. Can't wait to get started.
[door slams]
You guys okay?
Yeah. We're fine.
Just happy to be back here, ready to help.
Right?
Of course!
Where do we start?
How are you with a mop?
[♪♪♪]
You missed a spot, Gus.
I know it's hard to visualize now,
but once we get it all cleaned up,
it'll start falling into place.
I'm sure it's gonna be great.
What?
[chuckling]
I am cleaning mouse droppings off the floor
of my wedding venue.
I know it's not what you dreamed of, Ames,
but your wedding will still be beautiful.
It's not the wedding.
It's just, before all this happened,
I thought I knew exactly how my life was supposed to be,
and now I can't see it.
Have you talked to James?
I tried,
but he doesn't understand.
He thinks it's some kind of a reality check,
like this is supposed to be good for us.
Well, maybe in the end, it'll bring you closer.
You have each other.
And you also have me!
24-7, on duty from now until you walk down that aisle.
What?
You look so happy.
I thought you and Nick would've killed each other by now.
No way. [Gasping]
Molly!
Do you like Nick?
No!
Because that would be amazing!
We could be "married couple BFFs."
We could live in the same neighborhood.
Our kids could be best friends!
Amy, stop it!
There's nothing going on.
-Are you sure? -Yes. I'm sure.
It's impossible.
Neither of us wants anything to do with love.
Who said anything about love?
You did.
No, I didn't.
Very... very interesting.
Just stop!
[♪♪♪]
[Nick]: Homemade pasta
with truffle cream sauce and radish leaves.
Sriracha-brine fried chicken
on rosemary-infused buttermilk waffles.
Pork medallions
with roasted Brussels sprouts and kale.
And veal meatloaf with braised heirloom tomatoes.
So you decided against
using your "Clarissa's" restaurant menu?
Uh...
Actually, this is, uh,
this is more "Clarissa's"
than anything I've done in a long time.
We're grateful no matter what you make.
Maybe I should've stuck with what I was doing before,
but, um, just wasn't exciting me anymore.
Hope you're not too disappointed.
Don't apologize. The food is amazing.
We're not disappointed.
Uh, I'm sorry. It looks great.
I'm terrible.
No, you're just terrible at not being rich.
[laughs]
You know what?
In 20 years,
we're gonna look back on this wedding
and be glad it was small
and just about us.
We're just getting the "poorer" part
of the vows out of the way.
Oh, no. The vows! We haven't written them yet.
I thought we were just gonna do
the regular ones everyone else does.
No, we talked about this, remember?
[James]: When?
[Amy]: Can I just keep one dream alive?
You mean aside from living happily ever after?
Yeah, that too.
Mm-hmm.
I have an idea.
[♪♪♪]
[Nick]: Yeah, my dad said
you could do whatever you wanted with them,
so, your call.
What are you guys talking about?
These letters
that Nick's mom and dad wrote to each other.
I thought maybe they'd inspire you
for your vows.
"My lovely Clarissa--
"I never knew what love really meant
"until the moment we met...
"and then everything became clear to me.
"Every moment of my life,
"every decision I ever made,
"led up to this--
"to meeting you,
"to our future.
"You inspire me more than I ever thought possible.
"I want to hold your hand through it all,
for the rest of our lives."
"You bring out a side of me I didn't know I had.
You challenge me. You make me better."
"Love was just a word until I found you."
"I will search no more because,
"with you by my side...
...I'm home."
Sounds a little schmaltzy to me,
to be honest.
[James]: Yeah. I don't think
I could say that without laughing.
You were right.
Let's go old-school.
Yeah.
Yeah... bad idea.
Uh, sorry.
Okay, well, let's get back to work.
Um... right.
So, if you...
start wrapping these, I can get to work on your dress.
I still have half the bodice to go.
How about a bachelorette party for two?
Well, we could order pizza and hang out while I sew.
Just like when you first moved to New York.
Except with better wine.
So if they're doing that,
does that mean I get a bachelor party?
I don't know. What did you have in mind?
Not like there's a lot of options around here.
Uh, I'd be happy playing video games
and slaying a plate of nachos.
Yeah, I can arrange that. Hey, guys?
See you later.
[both]: Bye!
Have fun!
Who, whoa, whoa, stop!
You can't cut in front of me like that.
Go around the back.
Come to the finish line...
[overlapping]: Cheers!
[Brooke Tuner's "Life of the Party" plays]
♪ ...Got nothing wrong with right now ♪
♪ Whoa-oh-oh-oh
♪ Hey, hey, look at me
♪ Whoa-oh-oh-oh
♪ I'm gonna count to three
♪ Whoa-oh-oh-oh
♪ Let's all go crazy
♪ Whoa-oh-oh
♪ Life of the party...
No, no, no, no!
You guys thirsty?
Yeah, thanks, Charlie.
Here you go.
Thanks, Dad.
There you go.
[Charlie clears his throat]
You wanna give it a shot? You wanna play?
Aw, no, no. Thanks for asking, but, uh,
I can hardly use a cell phone,
let alone a gadget like that.
I'm gonna get some more nachos.
'Kay.
You guys good?
Yeah, I'm good, thank you.
Listen, Dad, uh...
Since you're here, um...
[exhales]
I wanted to tell you that I, uh...
I read the letters.
And, uh...
I wish that I'd have read 'em sooner,
'cause I feel like...
I get the feeling
that I would've understood a bit better, you know?
It wasn't your job to understand.
You lost someone you loved as much as I did.
I'm just...
[voice breaks]: I'm sorry I wasn't there to...
help you through it.
I ask Clarissa
for her forgiveness
every night...
Now I'm asking for yours.
Yeah.
[Sobs softly]
I missed you, kid.
I missed you too, Dad.
[Both sniffling]
[both exhaling and clearing throats]
Yeah, I guess I got pretty sappy
with those letters, huh?
[chuckles] Yeah, a little bit.
You wanna try it?
Come on. Sit with me. Play.
I don't know if I can.
Oh, come on. You can do it.
We'll do it together, all right?
Can you show me how to hold it?
That's steering,
that's gas, that's brake.
There's the screen. Ready? Go!
You're the blue guy.
It's done.
Oh, Molly! It's beautiful!
I love it!
-Me too. -Oh!
Heck, I'd wear it if I were getting married.
Oh?
Not that I would, but, you know, if.
Whatever.
[James]: These are the best pancakes I've ever had, man.
Thank you.
Morning!
Hey, Charlie.
Good morning, Dad.
[chuckles]
I'm making Mom's banana-blueberry pancakes.
Want some?
Yeah! Yeah. [laughs]
All right. Well, here.
Take mine.
I'm, uh... I'm proud of you, son.
I know Mom is, too.
Hey.
No tears until tonight.
Why am I gonna cry tonight?
Have you met Amy's mother?
[laughing]
Good morning!
Hey.
What's so funny?
Nothing.
You guys want some pancakes?
Do you even have to ask?
Okay, go. Go, sit.
[Amy]: Looks like a beautiful morning.
[Molly]: I love this breakfast room.
[Charlie]: Me too.
[Molly]: It's such great light.
This is so good.
[Amy]: Wow.
[James]: My parents are going to love this place.
[Amy]: I just hope
my mom and dad can find it on time.
[Molly]: Oh, the rehearsal dinner--
it's going to look so pretty out there.
[Nick]: Okay, everyone, here we are.
[Molly]: Oh, my gosh. It's going to be perfect.
Here we go, ladies.
Bon appétit.
Thank you.
[♪♪♪]
[Molly]: These are amazing!
You know, your mom used to do that.
Watch people eat.
I never knew why.
I think I do.
[♪♪♪]
Yeah.
[Molly]: I'd get married here in a second.
Me too.
Hypothetically.
Of course.
[Amy]: Can we take a look now?
I'm dying!
Yeah! Yeah. Come in.
It's ready.
[James]: Oh, wow. I can't believe this is the same barn.
Oh, Molly...
I know it's not what you had planned
in the city, but--
Stop. It is beautiful.
[chuckles]
[♪♪♪]
All right, everyone, welcome.
In honor of my best friend, James,
and his lovely bride, Amy,
and their wonderful parents,
who are joining us for rehearsal dinner,
I have prepared my mom's favorite fried chicken
with a Nick Turner twist.
It's a Sriracha brine
served on a rosemary-infused buttermilk waffle
and it has a paprika crema with it,
so please enjoy.
Ah.
And, for you...
special order.
Macaroni and cheese?
As promised.
All right.
You seem to be taking this rather well, sir.
There's a certain freedom in charting a new course.
It reminds me of when I just started out.
Meanwhile, my diamonds are in the display window
at 3rd Street Pawn and Loan.
We'll be okay, Diane.
I know.
You do?
Yeah, we did it once,
we can do it again.
I think this is a good time for a toast.
Mm.
To Amy and James,
who are charting their own new course together.
Someday, if the path goes in an unexpected direction...
don't be afraid to take it.
It may lead you to exactly where you need to be.
Cheers.
As long as our path doesn't take us out of New York City.
Cheers!
You're never leaving Manhattan. We know.
You've made yourself perfectly clear.
And so have you. You want out.
You think I want to raise kids in the city?
[Amy]: What's wrong with raising kids in the city?
Nothing, but...
the country gives us room to breathe.
Excuse me, but I need some room to breathe.
Yeah. Good idea.
[♪♪♪]
It's just pre-wedding jitters.
I'm sure they'll be fine.
Excuse me.
[♪♪♪]
Do you think that Amy and James are okay?
I don't even think they're in love.
[sighing]
Me neither.
But then again...
I mean, what do we know about love?
We don't even know what it feels like.
[♪♪♪]
I think it feels like this.
[♪♪♪]
Yeah...
I think it feels like that.
Okay, so we're in agreement, right?
Neither of us is gonna say anything
to James and Amy tomorrow?
Right? It's their wedding.
It's their decision.
Yep. Agreed. None of our business.
Right.
This is me.
Right.
Goodnight.
Is this, like, the live version
of "you hang up, no, you hang up?"
No. No, because that would just be sad.
Totally.
Right.
-You hang up. -No, you.
[laughing]
So you're not gonna say anything to James, right?
As long as you don't say anything to Amy.
I'm not.
Okay. Me either.
[♪♪♪]
Goodnight.
[♪♪♪]
[knocking on doors]
-Amy-- -Hey.
[Overlapping]: We need to talk.
I'm just trying to give you a little "BFF Reality Check."
I just need to make sure
that you guys are really on the same page.
Are you sure that you and Amy are still on the same page
about what you want for your future?
Ah, she's just nervous.
Her whole life was turned upside-down,
and she hasn't had a chance to process it.
It's not just your wedding day.
This is the rest of your life.
I guess it's more about knowing whether you're happy...
or just going through the motions.
I'm not the guy who doesn't believe in love.
This from the girl who runs from every relationship?
Are you trying to talk me out of getting married?
Are you trying to talk me out of marrying James?
Of course not.
I'm just saying, if you're having doubts,
you should talk to him.
Okay, even if I was having doubts,
I would never leave Amy on our wedding night.
She doesn't deserve that.
Especially after everything she's been through.
Okay.
-Well, I'm here if you need me. -I'm here for you.
[♪♪♪]
[Charlie]: Welcome again. Nice to see you.
Please go on in.
[woman]: Too bad this place isn't open for business.
It's stunning. Just gorgeous.
[Charlie]: Welcome. Welcome.
[♪♪♪]
Everything okay with James?
Yeah. Sure. Why wouldn't it be?
Is everything okay with Amy?
Of course. Yeah.
It's the, um, happiest day of her life.
Molly?
You did a wonderful job with Clarissa's roses.
Wait. They're Clarissa's?
Mm-hmm.
You didn't say that before.
I didn't say a lot of things.
But that's done now.
[music rises]
That's your cue.
Okay. Here we go.
[hushed]: Hey.
You look stunning, by the way.
Thanks.
You look...
whatever the man-version of stunning is.
Thank you.
[music continues]
[♪♪♪]
Uh... Where's James?
Shouldn't he be up here already?
Do you think something's wrong?
How would I know?
I don't know,
unless you know something I don't know.
-I don't know. Do you? -No.
I know I don't.
[♪♪♪]
Did you say--
Did you say something to him?
Thank you, everyone, for coming.
As you can see,
we've decided not to get married.
[murmurs and gasps]
Don't be mad at each other.
We finally admitted what we both knew deep down--
that we'd be making a big mistake.
I'm just happy that we finally realized it
before it was too late.
And you're both okay?
Yeah. Perfect.
We're friends and always will be.
Are you sure it's not just what I said?
I'd feel terrible
if I talked you out of your own wedding.
This was never my wedding.
In fact, I think it's fair to say,
from the dress to the design,
this is exactly how you'd plan your wedding.
How's that for a BFF Reality Check?
[Amy]: Sorry for the inconvenience.
Thank you for coming.
I still think
we should've had the party anyway.
We will... when it's yours.
Hey.
We did good.
We did great.
So...
tomorrow, we're back to our real lives.
It's going to be weird.
You think so?
Well, we just never really talked about...
what now?
Right. Um, well,
I gotta go back to New York
and pound the pavement until I find a new investor
for the restaurant,
and you need to get your winter line up and running.
What winter line?
I don't have a thing.
You'll find your inspiration
when you get back to your studio.
Mm. My inspiration was here.
Yeah. Yeah, mine too.
But we just have to find a way to make it work at home.
Right.
-Yep. -Yeah.
So when you open back up again,
you're going to change your menu
to do more like what you did here?
That's the plan.
Maybe I'll stop by, then.
Okay.
Or maybe we'll both be so busy,
we'll never see each other again. Right?
You never know.
I knew it.
No, no. I was joking.
I don't think you were.
Come on, can't we just enjoy what we have right now?
Not worry about tomorrow? Huh?
Why, because you knew what we had here
was just a fantasy that can't last in the real world?
I have no idea! And neither do you, by the way.
I knew it.
I knew this would happen if I let my guard down.
It's easier being alone.
You got that right.
So...
that's it, then?
I mean, once we leave here, there's no room for us?
We're not even going to try?
Well, it seems like that's what you want.
No, that's clearly what you want.
Look, Molly--
I have to go.
Molly!
Right.
[♪♪♪]
Thank you. Enjoy it.
We just paid our rent for the next six months
with that sale.
Oh, while you were with the client,
James called.
Oh, thank you.
Are you getting back together?
No.
We are much better off as friends.
Mm-hmm.
Did you call him?
Amy, stop asking me that.
He was right. We're both too busy.
Thanks.
You know what, it's better this way.
I got to go.
Thank you.
[♪♪♪]
[Isaac]: Hey!
None of this was on the menu before.
What are you doing?
I was inspired when we shut down.
I found my passion
making old family recipes new again.
It's comfort food with a Nick Turner twist.
It's good!
Well, he's not investing in a roadside diner.
He's investing in Clarissa's.
This is Clarissa's.
[phone rings]
Hey, James. What's up?
You call her?
No, I haven't talked to her.
What's the point?
I messed up, man.
I don't think so. You'll be fine.
Look, I gotta go, okay?
All right, talk to you later.
Okay. He's in.
He loves the new food.
[♪♪♪]
I can't believe how fast
you pulled this all together, Molly.
You must have been working on this 24/7.
Pretty much.
Definitely no time for anything else.
Well, the Barneys people are going to love it.
What's wrong?
This is huge.
Aren't you happy?
Absolutely. I couldn't be happier.
Can I take you out for dinner next week to celebrate?
That sounds great.
Have you tried, uh, Clarissa's yet?
I hear they're back open and better than ever.
Great.
See you soon.
-Okay. -Good job.
[♪♪♪]
[Jenn Grant's "No One's Gonna Love You" plays]
♪ No one's gonna love you quite like I do ♪
[♪♪♪]
♪ No one's gonna love you quite like I do ♪
[♪♪♪]
♪ Holding my hand in the back of the car ♪
♪ On a Sunday drive where the mountains are ♪
♪ Holding my heart and your hands get wild ♪
♪ It's summer time
♪ Free as a child
[♪♪♪]
♪ No one's gonna love you quite like I do... ♪
Glass of wine. It's on the house.
Thank you very much.
Thank you very much for coming.
♪ ...No one's gonna love you quite like I do... ♪
[♪♪♪]
Hey. It's a full house.
We're back.
Try to look happy.
Right. "Happy." Yeah, okay.
Enjoy your meal. All right? Thank you for coming.
Charlie?
It's Molly.
[car approaching]
Ohh.
It'll be okay.
[sobbing]
I don't think so.
Ever since I left here,
everything's just felt... wrong.
I thought you were doing what-- what makes you happy.
What really made me happy was being here, with Nick.
But I got scared
and I ran away.
And now it's too late.
Are you sure about that?
[piano music playing nearby]
[Playing "Clair de Lune"]
Molly Quinn...
I don't want to spend another second of my life
without you.
I don't either.
I was miserable.
Well, in that case, let's stay here.
We'll re-open the inn.
It'll be me, my dad...
...and my wife.
What?
[♪♪♪]
[gasping]
Molly...
Will you marry me?
Yes!
Yeah?
I love you.
I love you, too.
[♪♪♪]
You knew how to play piano this whole time, didn't you?
Ahh... maybe.
[♪♪♪]
[Natalie Cole's "This Will Be" plays]
[♪♪♪]
♪ Ooh, uh-huh...
♪ Ooh...
♪ Uh-huh...
♪ Yeah, yeah...
♪ Ooh-ooh-ooh...
[♪♪♪]
♪ This will be an everlasting love ♪
♪ This will be the one I've waited for ♪
♪ This will be
♪ The first time anyone has loved me ♪
[♪♪♪]
♪ I'm so glad you found me in time ♪
♪ And I'm so glad that you rectified my mind ♪
♪ This will be an everlasting love for me ♪
♪ Whoa-ho
♪ Loving you is some kind of wonderful ♪
♪ Because you showed me just how much you care ♪
♪ You've given me the thrill of a lifetime ♪
♪ And made me believe
♪ You've got more thrills to spare, oh! ♪
♪ This will be an everlasting love ♪
[applause]
♪ Oh, yes it will now!
[♪♪♪]
♪ You brought a lot of a sunshine ♪
♪ In to my life
♪ You filled me with happiness I never knew ♪
♪ You gave me more joy than I ever dreamed of ♪
♪ And no one, no one...
[♪♪♪]