[Tess is curious about a picture of a vineyard she found in Nash's
loft]
Nash: It's -- it's just some land in California. I -- it's wine
country.
Tess: And?
Nash: You ever hear of God's country? That's it. Nothing
but fresh air and land and more land. You can actually see the stars
at night.
Tess: Ah. Andromeda.
Nash: Yeah. Like she's in your own backyard.
[Nash and Tess discuss his dream of moving to California and opening a
winery]
Tess: What about your family? Can they help?
Nash: Yeah -- uh -- it's not an option.
Tess: Why not?
Nash: Because I'm on my own.
Tess: Well, I think you're going to get your vineyard.
Nash: What makes you say that?
Tess: Well, because you're just like me. You get what you
want.
Tess: You almost had that down payment in your hand last night.
Somebody doesn't get that close to their dream and just junk it. I
know that much. And in the meantime, we're going to have to find something
for you to do besides watch fruit grow.
Nash: You think it's that easy?
Tess: I don't know. You grow some grapes, get somebody to stomp
on them, pour in some alcohol, put it all in a bottle. What, am I
wrong?
Nash: Oh, you are amazingly, beautifully, colossally wrong.
[Nash gives Tess a wine tasting]
Nash: It's my personal collection. I have been saving it for
a special occasion.
Tess: Well, cheers. (she drinks down some wine) Mmm.
This stuff's good.
Nash: Good, glad you like it.
[Nash realizes that Tess is practically chugging the wine]
Nash: Ah. All right. Hold on, though.
Tess: What?
Nash: Well, it's -- it's not a shot of Tequila. It's a glass
of wine and there's a reason why we call it "tasting."
[Tess is reluctant about continuing with the wine tasting]
Nash: You came by here in the middle of the night with your hipster
friends. I let you show them your idea of a good time, let me show you
mine.
Tess: Well, I guess if you put it that way --
Nash: All right. Come on, sit down. Try another. Sit.
Okay, take one. Swirl it.
Tess: Like this? (she demonstrates)
Nash: Yeah -- no, a little smoother, slower. All right. Now
take your nose to the rim. Smell the fruit. It's so juicy, so
ripe. All right, now take a sip but don't swallow. Don't swallow.
Just let it sit on your tongue. Let it flow over your tongue.
Feel the layers of textures fill your mouth. All right, now swallow.
What do you think?
Tess: I think I'm getting it.
Nash: (smiling) Yeah, you're getting it.
Tess: You know, I think this wine is going to my head.
Nash: Oh, don't worry. A good wine won't give you a hangover.
Tess: Well, it's doing something.
Nash: Uh-oh. In vino veritas.
Tess: What does that mean?
Nash: Means "In wine there is truth."
Tess: (to Nash as she looks at the picture of Napa Valley)
You know what? I could really see you here. Wandering through
the grapes, nagging at them, telling them to hurry up and grow.
Tess: I hope all your dreams come true someday.
Nash: What do you dream of, Tess?
Tess: Well, I don't. I live for the moment.
Nash: Oh, come on, you got to dream. What's the one thing that
you'd die for, the one place you're always trying to get to?
Tess: Oh, what, the Emerald City? Heaven?
Nash: If you don't dream, what's the point?
Tess: The point of what?
Nash: Oh, the point of waking up, the point of struggling, the point
of getting through the day.
Nash: I've asked you before. You always avoid the question. In vino
veritas. What do you really want, Tess?
Tess: I want to stay here, forever.
[Nash is struck silent]
Tess: Wow. Speechless. That's a first for you, Nash.
Nash: Just a little surprised, that's all.
Nash You know, for what it's worth, it's easier when you know where
you're going.
Tess: Like your vineyard?
Nash: Yeah. You know, maybe you need a vineyard of your own
so you can stop trying to lead someone else's life.
Tess: You know, I've finally figured out that you can't run away.
You just can't get far enough. I need to get stronger so I can
finally let go of the old me.
Nash: You know, maybe there's a reason you're holding on to that life,
whatever it is.
Tess: Well, you know what? There was -- until now. But
I finally believe that I could be that other person. I can have my
own dreams.
[Tess and Nash are out on the fire escape throwing a bunch of her clothes
out onto the street below]
Tess: Did you see that guy's face when my camisole landed on his
head?
Nash: Oh, he thought it was a gift from the gods.
Tess: I'm going to go out and see Holly. Remember, the girl
from the party the other night?
Nash: Oh, the home invasion? Yeah.
Tess: Yeah, something like that. Well, she has a pair of my
favorite earrings in her purse, and she lives in the neighborhood so I just
figured we'd hook up.
Nash: I thought you were going to let go of your other life.
Tess: All but my favorite earrings.
[Nash has tracked Tess down in a restaurant]
Tess: You're still here.
Nash: Uh-huh. What are you drinking? Oh, look, here's
a nice little cab. It's undernourished and -- ooh -- overpriced, but,
hey, it is New York City.
Tess: I mean, you sure kissed me like you liked it.
Nash: I never said I didn't like the kissing.
Nash: I'm an investor -- you know. You're just a high-risk
commodity, Tess.
Tess: Wow. You struck me as the kind of guy that likes to take
chances. I guess I was wrong about that.
Nash: Some chances just don't pay off.
Nash: You know, every time you leave my apartment, I don't know if
I'm ever going to see you again, and then when I do, you bring a three-ring
circus with you. Okay, you're stubborn, you're secretive, and you're
throwing me off my game, and I swore that would never happen.
Tess: If you're looking for a safe bet, I'm not it. Is that
what you want?
Nash: No, it isn't.
[Tess sees Todd at the restaurant and freaks out]
Tess: You got to keep that guy away from me.
Nash: I will if you tell me why.
Tess: Listen, you said before you never know when I'm coming back
to your place, right? Well, if that guy catches me, I am never coming
back.
Nash: You gotta talk to me here, Tess. Who is the guy you were
trying to avoid at the restaurant? Is he your husband, is he your boyfriend
--
Tess: No, God, no.
Nash: Okay, then who is he? Is he somebody you owe money to?
Tess: (snorting) I don't owe Todd a damn thing.
Nash: What does this Todd guy want from you?
Tess: He wants to take away the only life I have ever known.
Tess: Do we have to talk about this, really?
Nash: No. You know what? You can get your things, you can leave,
and we'll never have to talk about anything ever again.
Tess: So you're kicking me out now?
Nash: No, I'm setting you free. If that's what you want.
Nash: Why do you do that?
Tess: Do what?
Nash: Use sex to get what you want.
Tess: Oh, thanks, call me a slut
Nash: That's not what I said.
Tess: Yes you did
Nash: No, that's not what I said, it might be what you heard but it's
not what I said. You're better than that, that's what I meant.
Tess: You hit Todd?
Nash: Yes, I hit Todd, because you asked me to help.
Tess: Oh! That's really sweet.
Nash: Yeah, or really stupid!
Tess: Oh, come on, let's stick with sweet.
Nash: I worry about you, okay?
Tess: That's not going to work.
Nash: What?
Tess: This whole guilt trippy thing, Nash, it's not gonna get me to
talk, okay?
Nash: Then leave!
Tess: You're not getting rid of me that easy, either.
Nash: Nothing's been easy about you since I met you! But hey,
let's start now, okay? Who are you? Give me some reason not to
put you out on your fine fanny with no forwarding address.
Tess: Wow!
Nash: Wow what?
Tess: We -- we actually have a real realationship.
Nash: What??
Tess: We're having our first fight, sweetheart!
Nash: You're uneblieveable, you know that?
Tess: Is this where we kiss and make up?
Nash: We're not fighting.
Tess: Come on, you could have fooled me.
Tess: Todd is a part of my old life, the one that I want to forget
about.
Nash: So he is an ex.
Tess: (chuckling) An ex con.
Tess: (to Nash about Todd) Look...he wants to bring me
back to my old life, kicking and screaming if nessecary, and, you know, I
-- I don't want to go back, I can't go back. I like this life. Just
wanna keep on pinching myself all the time, to make sure that I'm still Tess,
to make sure that I'm still here and that you're still a part of it.
Nash: You were as honest with me as you can, I guess, I know that's
hard for you.
Tess: Well, I did owe you something.
Nash: Well, especially since I probably did permanent damage to my
knuckle.
Tess: (laughing) I can't believe that you punched Todd
out.
Nash: I actually also fingered him for stealing that woman in the
wheel-chair's purse. That's when the cops turned up.
Tess: No. No. So let me get this straight -- so, you punched
him out, and then you ratted on him for something that he didn't do, and
then he got busted?
Nash: Yeah. Too far?
Tess: Oh my God, yes, yes, it was too far, but you, my friend, are
a genius!
Tess: So, is this moment of truth time?
Nash: I guess that depends which moment and which truth.
Tess: The moment where I ask to spend the night?
Nash: Mm-hmm.
Tess: The way that we have been...only, I'll sleep on the floor.
Nash: No, that's all right, I'll sleep on the floor. But, uh,
I'm gonna want to sleep in that bed some day.
Tess: You sure? We can just draw a line down the middle of the
bed.
Nash: Nah, that line's just too easy to cross.
Tess: Hey, you put out clean towels for me!
Nash: Yeah, before you came back.
Tess: How'd you know I would?
Nash: I never know anything when it comes to you.
Tess: I hope your knuckles are okay.
Nash: Didn't know you cared.
[After a day of rollerblading, Tess and Nash return to his loft]
Nash: I told you -- blading is the only way to get around New York
City.
Tess: Yeah, if you don't mind your ankles going south on you.
Nash: Oh, you'll get stronger. Soon, you will be doing laps
of Central Park.
Tess: I don't know about that, but you are right about one thing.
The sunset on the Hudson -- spectacular.
Tess: This is your place, and I'm kind of in the way, so I'm just
-- I'm just going to go.
[She trips and falls down onto him]
Nash: Oops. You don't look in the way to me.
Nash: What's wrong?
Tess: Nothing. Nothing, I just got to take a rain check on tonight.
I'm sorry.
Nash: A rain check? A kiss like that is clear skies and a hot
rain check not. Come on.
Tess: It wasn't the kiss, Nash. It's this whole domestic scene
that we're acting out here.
Nash: Who's acting?
Tess: I came here to start over.
Nash: Uh-huh.
Tess: Make it on my own.
Nash: Absolutely.
Tess: Not to play house.
Nash: And absolutely not, not a chance.
Tess: I've gotten this far without relying on a man to help me, and
I've done very well.
Nash: And you shouldn't.
[Nash takes her rollerblades and puts them in the closet]
Tess: What -- what are you doing?
Nash: Putting your blades away in your closet.
Tess: But that's your closet.
Nash: Yeah. Not anymore.
Nash: You kick in half the rent, we split the utilities in half, and
we bunk in together until one of us strikes it rich and moves out to their
deluxe apartment up in the sky.
Tess: "Bunk in." 24 hours ago, you were singing a much different
tune. What changed?
Nash: Just makes sense -- financially.
Tess: Oh, financially.
Nash: Hmm.
Tess: So it's all about the finances?
Nash: Well, it's always about the bottom line, baby.
[Tess explains why she would be a bad roommate]
Tess: I'm up till all hours of the night, and I drink out of the
carton.
Nash: Drink out of the carton?
Tess: Mm-hmm.
Nash: Well, hey, doesn't everybody?
Nash: I hope you love the chicken. It's my specialty. Chicken
a la Nash Brennan -- that's me.
Tess: Well, I tried to make a chicken a la Tess one time, and I almost
gave myself salmonella.
Nash: You know, I just realized you've never actually told me your
last name.
Tess: Don't have one.
Nash: Oh, everyone's got one.
Tess: Well, tell that to Cher and Madonna.
Nash: All right, one-name Tess, this round goes to you, but there
are going to be lots of rounds, I'm telling you.
[Nash and Tess try sleeping in the same bed, but Nash can't keep his hands
off of her]
Tess: Listen, if this roomie thing is going to work out, you are going
to have to do something about your hands.
Nash: Well, the hands have a mind all of their own. But the
lips --
Nash: Why don't you let me put something on the table.
Tess: Ooh, I'm open to anything you put on the table.
Nash: You're my kind of girl!
[Tess pulls away from Nash again]
Nash: Look, is there something going on here that I don't know
about?
Tess: Yeah. I'm not exactly wearing a lot of clothes over here,
okay?
Nash: I know, I've noticed.
Nash: What are you so afraid of?
Tess: Afraid? I'm not afraid of anything.
Nash: You're not afraid of anything? Well, you know, because
the first time I met you, you took off all your clothes in front of a group
of complete strangers, so you're not the shy type, all right? And to
answer your question, yeah, I do want this to work, and I think you're afraid.
You're afraid of what's going on between the two of us, aren't you?
Huh?
Nash: So I'm just imagining all this, huh?
Tess: Yeah, you got it.
Nash: Uh-huh. This whole connection that I'm feeling between
the two of us is just a big puff of smoke.
Nash: (to Tess) You are so full of it it's scary.
That's the word, Tess. You -- scary.
Nash: You are so scared that you're shaking in your little bootees
because of what's going on between us.
Tess: Oh, get over yourself.
Nash: No, no, no, this is not ego, lady. This is fact. Just
like it's fact that I was feeling the connection when you first came on to
me, hit on me in Central Park.
Tess: I came on to you?
Nash: You came on to me, that's right. That's a fact. Just
like the connection, the feeling I get when you look at me. That's
a connection. That's a fact. And the feeling that you get when
I'm looking at you.
[Tess turns away from him]
Nash: Oh, yeah, that's not going to help. You can still feel
my eyes on you. That's a fact. It's a connection.
Nash: (to Tess) You know, this would all be a lot easier for
you if it was just about sex, wouldn't it, because then you'd hold the cards,
just the way of the world. Women always hold the sex card. That's
one you can't use here. It's about something more important. It's
about -- it's about trusting someone. It's about trusting them enough
to give up just a little bit of your power. And that, roomie, terrifies
you.
Tess: Where did you get your degree in psychology?
Nash: You don't need a degree in psychology to know when someone's
putting on an act, okay?
Tess: Ever look in the mirror? You and your $2,000 suits and
you're living in a dump like this?
Nash: You know, a dump that you were all too ready to move into till
you realized that you were -- how close you were getting to me.
Nash: Tess, you are the queen of hot and cold. All right, one
minute you're all over me, the next minute, it's like I'm the plague, you're
running like hell.
Tess: Well, I don't have to explain anything to you.
Nash: No, you don't. All right, no pressure from me. It's
just I thought that you wanted this as much as I do.
Tess: I did. I -- I do.
Nash: Look, if you're backing off, I understand. You don't want
to be anything more than roomies, that's cool, but you got to fill me in,
because right now I can't make heads or tails out of what's going on in that
beautiful head of yours.
Tess: I -- women sometimes just change their minds.
Nash: Yes! Women do sometimes just change their minds, but usually
it's for some kind of a reason. Look, is there something I've said
or done to make you think that if we -- you know -- tonight, that I won't
be here for you when you wake up in the morning?
Tess: I'm not worried about you, okay? I'm worried I'm not going
to be here when you wake up in the morning.
Tess: How do you know that by tomorrow I won't be just some pleasant
footnote in the story of your life?
Nash: Oh, call it a gut feeling.
Nash: Maybe you're right. Maybe I did just imagine all of this. I
imagined the wine tasting, the dinner on the fire escape. The flirting
and the touching under the sheets was all me, not you, and that all you ever
really wanted was room and board. I never got you. I never really got you
at all.
[They are interrupted when the phone rings for Nash...afterward, she walks
back over to him]
Nash: You know what? I'm beat. I'm going to put the sheet back up,
make the bed, go to bed.
Tess: You got me, okay? From the very start, you got me.
[Nash makes love to Tess]
Tess: Why do I feel like this is the first time?
Nash: Because I think it is for both of us.
Tess: Well, what? What are you looking at?
Nash: I'm looking at you.
Nash: Is this uncomfortable for you?
Tess: Oh, come on. You weren't that bad.
Nash: No, I mean, you know, being this close.
Tess: It's kind of a new thing for me, and -- kind of used to being
the aggressor.
Nash: Really?
Tess: Really.
Nash: So tell me about that bad dream of yours.
Tess: Pandas.
Nash: Pandas?
Tess: Yeah, they're tricky. They totally freaked me out.
Nash: Must have been some big pandas.
Tess: It was a gang of them, actually, and they had knives and they
were using sarcasm.
Nash: Oh.
Tess: It was awful.
Nash: I am in trouble, aren't I?
Tess: That makes two of us, buddy.
Tess: I faxed them my resume, greased them over the phone. They
love me, I know it.
Nash: Well, it's New York City. You never can tell.
Tess: It's just this entry-level position. But give me a week, and
I'll be running the joint.
Nash: You are so overqualified for this.
Tess: What, you don't think that I can climb the corporate ladder?
Nash: Oh, I think you got a jet pack and you're going to burn that
ladder on your way up.
Tess: Sounds like you really believe in me or something.
Nash: I am counting on you to keep me in the style to which I have
become accustomed.
Tess: I thought that you liked it that I was mysterious.
Nash: Mysterious, yeah -- creepy, not so.
Nash: I'm asking too many questions again, huh? So I'll stop.
I won't be possessive, I won't ask about your past. I'll just
take what you give me and hope that you're everything I need you to be, and
I'll pray that I don't wake up some day and realize that you've been nothing
but a dream, not real at all.
Tess: Pretty scary, right?
Nash: Yeah. But I'll call you Tess or Jess or whatever you want
me to call you and I'll knock out guys in restaurants because they hassle
you. I won't ask about your money or how you got it or how, where,
when, or why you come and go as you want.
Tess: Do you have any idea what I have gone through just even to be
free, to take a breath, to exist?
Nash: "Exist" -- I have no idea what you're talking about.
Tess: And I don't feel like I have to explain it. Why can't
you just love me for who I am?
Nash: You've never been in a relationship before, have you?
Tess: Well, I just don't understand why people get so hung up on words
like "love" and "relationship." I don't --
Nash: I'll take that as a no.
Nash: You are so beautiful.
Tess: Ah, you're just saying that because you think you're going to
get some.
Nash: I don't think I'll ever figure you out.
Tess: Are you complaining?
Nash: Uh-uh-uh. I'm giving in. You don't know me. It's
hard for me to do.
Nash: I'm an open book.
Tess: And I'm not. Just can't it be enough that I'm here? Do
you have to know every little dirty corner of my life to believe in me, to
be with me? Do I have to --
Nash: I just want you to be who you are.
[Tess is heading out to her job interview]
Nash: So you've really actually never had a real job?
Tess: Nope. I'm not scared or anything, though. I happen
to be very good at first times, don't you think?
Nash: Well, I have heard that you are really, really, really good
at a few things.
Tess: Oh, wow. Flattery will get you everywhere.
Nash: Then you better call, because you are going to be really late.
Tess: Oh, I'll tell them that I got mugged or something. They'll
be really, really sympathetic.
Tess: What?
Nash: You take my breath away.
[They kiss]
Tess: That's for luck -- for you and me.
[Nash's friend Fred comes to visit and sees some of Tess's clothes in
the loft]
Fred: Hey, who's the babe?
Nash: What babe?
Fred: Tell me you're not cross-dressing.
Nash: Tess. Her name's Tess.
Fred: Hmm. Real deal?
Nash: Yeah. Yeah, it is.
Tess: I just feel like when everything is too good to be true, somebody,
something, some time is just going to come in and take it all away.
Nash: Okay, first of all, nothing is too good for you or us. We
deserve good things. And second of all, nothing or no one is
going to get in our way.
[Nash models clothes for Tess before he leaves for the meeting with the
investor]
Nash: Well? Huh?
Tess: Well, you look hot.
Nash: Not the look I'm looking for.
Tess: Oh, did I say hot?
Nash: Hot.
Tess: I meant professional --
Nash: Mm-hmm.
Tess: And trustworthy --
Nash: Uh-huh.
Tess: And intelligent --
Nash: Uh-huh.
Tess: And really, really smoking hot.
Nash: Hmm. That is the look I'm looking for.
Tess: Once you get through with these guys, they're going to offer
you enough cash for two wineries. And when you get back, we're going
to celebrate -- a nice bottle of vino --
Nash: Mm-hmm.
Tess: A little dessert -- a little Tess a la mode?
Nash: (to Tess) Even though it goes against everything
we talked about, I think I'm starting to fall in love with you.
[Tess chases Nash downstairs and out onto the sidewalk]
Tess: I think I'm falling in love with you, too. And when you
come home later, there's some things that I have to tell you about me.
Nash: You don't have to tell me anything, okay? That was then,
this is now, and tomorrow is something I want to spend with you.
Nash: Well, hey, why don't you wait for me in our apartment, and --
my meeting shouldn't last longer than an hour.
Tess: Or I could just wait for you right here on this bench. That
way I'll be closer to you.
Nash: Ooh, now that I like.
Nash: (calling Tess on his cell phone) Hey, where are
you? All right, look, it doesn't matter. I just hope you get
back soon, because I am about to get on the world's fastest taxi to get back
to you. You know what? I have a bottle of 1996 Chateau Lafite-Rothschild
that I have been saving for five years, and I say we uncork it, not that
I think we need it, because I'm starting to think that you could turn a malt
liquor into liquid gold. See you soon.
[While waiting for Tess, Nash sees a bracelet in a store window]
Nash: Tess would love that.
[Nash goes into the store and buys the bracelet for Tess]
Nash: Oh, this is perfect. She'll love it.
Woman: Lucky lady. What's her name?
Nash: Tess.
Woman: We could have it engraved.
Nash: Oh, no, there's no time. She's meeting me. Can't
keep the lady waiting.
[Nash is happy after his successful business lunch]
Nash: (to Fred) I'm telling you, between this and my
lady, things are feeling good.
[Fred and Nash have a conversation about Nash's relationship with
Tess]
Fred: I have never seen you this whipped.
Nash: "Whipped"? No, no, no. Nobody is holding a gun to
my head, all right? And those are not lash marks on my back, buddy
boy.
Fred: Well, she must be something.
Nash: She is something and a biscuit.
Fred: So, this one could actually last for more than a month or two,
huh?
Nash: Give me a little credit.
Fred: That is giving you credit.
Nash: All right, so I haven't actually met "the one" yet. I
mean --
Fred: All right, so -- so you're saying this girl is?
Nash: If she'll have me, yeah.
[Fred worries because Nash doesn't know anything about Tess, like where
she's from or where she went to school]
Fred: So, you know, why bother getting to know each other when you're
living together?
Nash: You know, it's a funny thing. I mean, I feel like I do
know her. I mean, I don't know about her, but I -- I know who she is.
Hey, look, why don't you stick around, all right? I mean, she's
coming and you can see for yourself how amazing she is. She's
amazing.
Nash: (to Fred) I'm not going anywhere and neither is
my Tess.
[Nash is heartbroken when Tess never shows up at their meeting
place]
Nash: Never con a con artist, huh? Should have seen that one
coming a mile away.
[Nash arrives at his apartment -- bitter about Tess up and leaving
him]
Nash: Honey, I'm home. (finding Tess' cell phone nearby)
Tess, you were in such a hurry to leave, you forgot your cell phone.
(pretending to talk on the phone) Hi, yes, do you know
where Tess is? Who are you? Where are you?
[Nash deals with the his broken heart by getting drunk and talking to
himself]
Nash: You wouldn't believe the day that I had. Well, you were
there for some of it. The great sex. Great sex? How about
the great talk here? We talked about the future, about the winery.
The winery. It's all good stuff. It's good stuff. Man.
Man. I aced my meeting. Aced it. I know that
guy can't wait to give you all of his money. I know, it was
great! All of it! Hell, it's like -- it's like all of our dreams
that we talked about, they were actually going to come true. All of
them. Huh. But you missed the best part. The best part
was me standing on a street corner in the rain like a soggy, lovesick idiot.
What has that woman done to me?
Nash: (placing a call to emergency services) Yes, my
girlfriend didn't come home tonight. I'm worried that she might be
hurt. She's white, blond hair, blue eyes, about 5'7". Tess.
Just no last name, just Tess, like Madonna or Cher.
Nash: Where did you run off to, Tess, huh? You in some kind
of trouble? I'm supposed to find you? Or is this whole disappearing
act just part of our deal?
Nash: I'm coming to get you, Tess. Just hold on. If you're
in Llanview, I'm going to find you.
[Nash asks a bartender at a bar in Llanview if he's seen Tess]
Nash: A woman -- a gorgeous blond, 5'6", blue eyes, full lips, drinks
vodka.
Bartender: I don't know.
Nash: Oh, you'd know. Tess is not the kind of woman you easily
forget.
[Nash sees Jessica and assumes she's Tess -- Jess, trying to get away,
says she needs to go talk to her mother]
Nash: Your mother? Hey. You never really seemed like the
type who runs off to her mother.
[Jessica denies that she's Tess, much to Nash's confusion]
Nash: You're not Tess? That -- that is amazing. That's
amazing. I mean, you look like Tess, you sound like Tess. I'll
bet you feel like Tess.
[Nash, still believing that Jessica is Tess, tries to explain himself;
Tess, inside Jessica's mind, can hear him]
Nash: Well, I guess I'm just a big fool. I mean, I convinced
myself that you didn't run out on me. All right? I was worried
about you. That's why I came down here, to make sure that you're okay.
Hey, I was falling in love with you, Tess! I am in love
with you, Tess.
[Tess takes control back from Jessica after Nash declares his love --
now she must fix the damage that was done when Jessica took control days
before and left Nash in NYC]
Tess: Before I met you, Nash, I didn't know what I wanted. Now
I do. I love you.
Nash: Wow. Wait a minute. What -- what did you say?
Tess: I said that I love you. I know it sounds stupid, fake,
like -- I don't know, like some insecure loser made it up or something.
Nash: So why'd you say it?
Tess: Because I feel sick whenever I'm around you.
Nash: Oh, wow, that's great.
Tess: Not -- like butterfly, fluttery stuff. It's hard to
breathe.
Nash: Maybe you need a doctor.
Tess: I just stood here and said that I'm in love with you. Look,
I'm not happy about it, and I wish it would go away, but there it is. And
I'm really mad at you for making this happen, but I guess it's too late now.
You made me fall in love with you. What do you have to say for
yourself?
[Nash doesn't respond right away]
Tess: I just said that I love you. Are you going to say anything
back or you going to stand there looking like an idiot?
Nash: You blew me off. You walked out of my apartment and then
disappeared off the face of the earth!
Tess: But I am right here now!
Nash: For how long?
Tess: I thought you liked to live life to the fullest or was that
just some crap that you fed me to get me into bed?
Nash: I'm not like that and you know it.
Nash: Tess, you're talking about love, all right, and that's a whole
other game. I'm not sure that we're ready for that.
Nash: Oh, come on, don't go away all pouty and angry.
Tess: Well, I'm cute when I pout.
Nash: You're always very, very cute.
Tess: Well, is that a problem for you or a problem for me?
Nash: I'm just afraid that I'll say something I'll regret later.
Tess: Like what? Oh, come on, spit it out! Pretend that
we're drunk or in Vino Veritas or, what, are you chicken?
Nash: No! Damn it, I do love you. You happy?
Tess: You just said that you love me.
Nash: So did you. Want to take it back, huh? Hmm?
Tess: No.
Nash: No?
Nash: I just can't believe that I followed a lady all the way to
Pennsylvania.
Tess: Because you would've followed me anywhere.
Nash: Really? And who was it that kept turning up on my doorstep,
huh?
Tess: Who was it that wasn't kicking me out?
Nash: Yeah, well...
Nash: I'm sorry, it's just there's a lot of things about you, Tess,
that don't quite add up.
Tess: Well, I don't come with instructions, okay?
Tess: Do you already regret saying that you love me?
Nash: No, I'm not sorry I said it. It's true. I can't
change it. I'm stuck with you.
Tess: I'm your lucky charm.
Nash: (with an Irish accent) Oh, you're me lucky charm,
are you? (going back to his normal voice) You stole my
car.
Tess: Wasn't yours.
Nash: Hmm. Then I almost broke my fist on your uncle's face
saving your behind.
Tess: And I was well worth it.
Nash: Yeah. Made me spend a bucket of cash in Llanview looking
for you to save you from God knows what. And now we're going to drive
clear across the country on a less than perfect plan.
Tess: Sorry, I thought you liked the rush.
Nash: Oh, I love the rush.
Tess: Not bad for somebody who thinks that I'm a one-way ticket to
hell.
Nash: Oh, even if that was true, you would still be the best thing
that ever happened to me, Tess, the best.
Nash: So what about your uncle? What if he tracks you down to
California, huh?
Tess: Well --
Nash: Well?
Tess: Todd is resourceful.
Nash: Mm-hmm.
Tess: But so am I.
Nash: Hmm.
Tess: Even more. And that's why you love me. Admit it.
Nash: That and a few other things I can think of.
Nash: All right, I'm going to go grab a quick shower. Want to
join me?
Tess: No. If I do that --
Nash: Mm-hmm?
Tess: Then we'll never leave.
Nash: (to Tess) One more thing. I'm lucky for you,
too.
Tess: (talking to herself) Wow. If somebody had
told me I'd be feeling like this over some guy...
Tess: I want to get out of here, okay? This right here.
(she gestures to Nash's picture of Napa) That's the place
I want to be. This is where I want us to spend the rest of our new
lives.
Tess: Looks like our train leaves in about a half an hour.
Nash: Mm-hmm. You ever been to California?
Tess: What did I tell you? No questions about our past. You
are breaking the rules already.
Nash: What past? I thought you had no past before you met me.
Hmm?
Nash: What you thinking about?
Tess: That right now being here with you is the happiest I've ever
been, and that I never want to go back to Llanview. That part of my
life is over.
[Nash proposes a toast]
Nash: A toast. To all that you are.
Tess: This is interesting, being in a flyover state without flying
over it?
Nash: Whole other experience completely.
Tess: (laughing) Yes, it is, kind of like turning back
time. It's all very turn-of-the-century.
Tess: (sighs)
Nash: Uh-oh, a sigh. Good sigh? Bad sigh? Sigh of
relief?
Tess: Not at all. I don't know, I know that I'm usually the girl who
likes crowds and big parties and loud music and all that stuff, but I --
in this room in middle America, of all places, I kind of feel like you and
I are the only people in the whole world.
Nash: And that is the way I like it.
Tess: Me, too.
Tess: You know, just ever since I decided to go out on my own, I was
just moving from place to place to place, and I wanted to figure things out
alone. But now that -- I don't know -- we're actually going somewhere,
we have a goal, and I get to go there with you, I -- it feels right. I didn't
expect it to feel that way. I'm not used to this feeling, and I don't
know what to do with it.
Nash: Well, how about just enjoying it?
Tess: Wow. I wish I could, but it scares the hell out of me,
feeling this happy.
Tess: I have hurt people badly, and I've been reckless and selfish.
I just figured I was entitled to whatever I want, and to hell with
everybody else. I don't know, sometimes I feel like I don't deserve
--
Nash: What, the good stuff? Stuff like me?
Tess: Especially you.
Nash: Hmm?
Tess: The feeling that I get when I'm with you. If you knew
about half of the things that I've done, you'd leave me. You'd never
look back.
Nash: You know, when I think about how close we got to never seeing
each other again -- I mean, even the first day, when we first met, and you
stole my car and left my buttocks behind --
Tess: Oh, I knew you'd follow me.
Nash: Oh, yeah?
Tess: Yeah, well, after all, you needed to get your car back, didn't
you?
Nash: Yeah. You know, maybe there was another reason, too.
Tess: Do you mean that something --
Nash: Something --
Tess: Inside you maybe told you that I was the one?
Nash: Well, I definitely knew you were someone. Yeah.
Nash: You underestimate yourself.
Tess: Not when I'm with you. I don't ever do that.
Nash: I won't let you.
Nash: This is new for me.
Tess: This is new for me, too. Everything with you is new.
Everything with you is more than I thought I'd ever know.