GOSSIP GIRL: Gossip Girl here, your one and only source...
...into the scandalous lives of Manhattan's elite.
Two years ago at the ball, I tried to tell you I loved you.
SERENA: You loved me? - I hope I'm not interrupting.
We are so hard on you because we want you to be your own person.
BLAIR: How did you get Graham to ditch Jenny for Kira?
I told Graham that what happens at camp doesn't stay at camp.
It's about who you've become. I liked you because you were different.
I'm sorry, Eric, but it's over.
OLIVIA: You were looking at Vanessa like you never looked at me.
You needed to kiss her again...
...to realize that your feelings for her are real.
My wife isn't who I thought she was and neither's my marriage.
I don't know anything anymore. I just don't wanna be alone.
LILY: You went looking for your father? SERENA: Yeah, and I found him too.
But he didn't wanna see me.
WOMAN: Where has she been?
GOSSIP GIRL: And who am I?
That's one secret I'll never tell.
You know you love me. XOXO...
...Gossip Girl.
GOSSIP GIRL: Thanksgiving began when the Pilgrims and Indians came together...
... to share the bountiful harvest.
RUFUS: Okay, I've got the stuffing.
Jenny, you have the sweet potatoes. Eric, what's your tradition?
I, um, don't think we van der Woodsens have any Thanksgiving traditions.
Serena apologizes. She won't be able to make it tomorrow.
- I stand corrected. - She has to work?
Tripp has his staff volunteering at a soup kitchen...
...and with Scott at the Cape and my mother still unable to travel...
...it looks like it's just going to be us and Daniel.
Would you mind if I just walked down to Grace's...
...and ordered one of their turkey dinners so we don't have to cook?
- Actually, Lily, Dad was just... - Thinking the same thing.
- Keep it small, hassle-free. - Thank you.
Sorry, Rufus, but you can't blame her.
Our Thanksgivings tend to end...
...with someone having been in a mental institution.
Why don't we show her this is gonna be different?
Nothing we can do about Serena, but I can set up a video chat...
...and give Grandma a place at the table. - A CeCe you can unplug.
Let's go give it a test run.
Hey, why don't you invite Jonathan?
Jonathan and I aren't happening anymore.
- What? Since when? - A while now.
- Well, what happened? - Let's not talk about it.
GOSSIP GIRL: On the Upper East Side, that tradition is upheld...
... with a bountiful harvest of secrets, lies and scandals.
Good afternoon, congressman. I have the press schedule you asked for.
- So did you talk to Maureen yet? - Last night.
She wasn't happy about it, but she agreed to the divorce.
Maureen's coming in so our people...
...can write a statement explaining the split.
Of course, the public won't get the real reason.
And the real reason is?
I'm sorry, I just need to hear that you're not leaving her because of me.
Maureen orchestrated a fraud to win the election.
If you walked away right now, my decision wouldn't change.
But I hope you won't.
But I have to.
You're married, and as long as you are, we can't do this.
Serena.
Could our self-imposed exile start after tomorrow?
I can't bear the thought of spending Thanksgiving alone.
Well, I had a feeling you might say that...
...so I told my mom you're making me work at the soup kitchen all day.
But this means pay-per-view movies and room service at my hotel...
...and that's it.
I'll be good.
Fifteen hours. It's a record. You haven't mentioned Serena once.
For much of that time, I was asleep.
But since you're asking, I'm putting her out of my mind.
Besides, I have a more cunning and deceptive adversary to deal with.
- When does your mother land? - Twenty minutes.
Flying from Paris to escort me back? How dumb does she think I am?
She has some bomb she wants to drop in a controlled environment...
...surrounded by air marshals.
Amazing. Your holiday paranoia truly knows no bounds.
Precedence is not paranoia. When I called Daddy...
...and started asking questions, he clammed up faster than Rihanna.
I need to find out my mother's secret before boarding.
I didn't know the Empire had hourly rates.
- Is Nate home? - One Vanderbilt isn't enough?
I'm not having an affair with Tripp.
Since you're gonna find out, he's leaving his wife, and not for me.
Then what are you exactly? An 18-year-old blond coincidence?
Call me in six months when he meets his next coincidence.
That is, if he even leaves his wife, which I highly doubt.
NATE: I told you it would end badly.
Threesomes, man. Don't believe the hype.
But Olivia said she was leaving...
...because she thought that I had feelings for Vanessa.
- Do you? - How would I even know?
How'd Olivia know?
Well, she said she saw a look on my face.
Wait, do you mean? Do you mean during?
[SCOFFS]
If this is not your next story for The New Yorker...
...l'm sending it to a different magazine.
- Oh, thank you. That really helps. NATE [OVER PHONE]: Oh, relax.
Chances are it's just the threesome talking.
Exactly. Yes. Say more things like that.
Because, I mean, this is just a phase. Okay. All right, this is good.
- So are you around for Thanksgiving? - Uh, no, actually. I, um...
I've been going through mixed feelings for someone.
[OVER PHONE] I called my grandfather.
I'm gonna head to the estate, patch things up.
Tell him I said hello and that thanks to last year's Longest Yard...
...my knee can now predict the weather. - Ha, ha.
Will do, man. Peace.
Hey. Wanna go for a walk?
Hi. Sorry. I got in a huge fight with my mom...
...and I didn't sign the form to stay in the dorm over break.
So could I crash with you for a while?
- What's with the face? - Oh, no. What?
No, this is my surprised, happy face. Make yourself at home.
Lily told us you weren't well enough to travel...
...so we thought video chat would be a great way to have you at Thanksgiving.
CECE [OVER MONITOR]: I'm fine.
But Lily told me you weren't doing anything for Thanksgiving.
Well, we're not doing anything major...
...but I'm sure after everything you've been through...
...she didn't wanna make you feel obligated.
Oh, how, um...
How thoughtful. I'd love to be there in person.
But let's keep it as a surprise, shall we? See you soon.
[CELL PHONE RINGING]
- "Hello" is the word you're looking for. - I'm sorry, Miss Blair.
I not talking with Vanya, and now he not stop calling.
And texting. And tweeting. And writing on wall.
Lionel Tribbey? That's my mother's estate attorney.
"Approve all changes and return immediately."
She's changing her will. I knew there was a secret.
- Darling, I'm home. - Mother.
Is that for me?
Yes. Why don't we open it now?
Tea first.
I have the most amazing lapsang souchong from Mariage Freres.
Come on, Serena. You go off with Tripp after leaving me in a bar...
...and then I hear through the Vanderbilt grapevine...
...Tripp's asking Maureen for a divorce.
You expect me to believe that nothing happened?
It was one kiss.
And it was a huge mistake that I don't intend on repeating.
I promise.
Fine.
[CELL PHONE RINGING]
Can I call you back?
I have to cancel on tomorrow. Maureen was a mess when she got here.
She kept asking if something else was going on.
She wants to have Thanksgiving together.
I have to go.
Sorry, heh.
Hey, do you have plans for Thanksgiving?
I know it's last-minute.
- No, I don't, actually. - Well, how about 3:00 at my mom's?
And please bring something stronger than Rufus' cider.
[BOTH CHUCKLE]
- Oh, nice coat. - Oh, you too.
- Oh, my God. Lily. - Maureen.
Oh, I am so glad to see you. How is D. C?
So much to get ready.
But Tripp insisted we spend the holidays here.
I'd love to know why he has my daughter working on Thanksgiving.
She's volunteering at a soup kitchen with him.
I've never seen her work these kinds of hours.
- Is it always like this with him? - No.
His schedule's been especially busy these past few weeks.
This is probably an overstep...
...but you think you could convince him to spend part of Thanksgiving with us?
You know, force my daughter to have a little family time?
GOSSIP GIRL: Uh-oh. Looks like someone's small Thanksgiving...
... might just have a big problem.
- Yes. Yes, we'd love to come. - Great.
GOSSIP GIRL: May the Lord make us truly thankful...
... for what we are about to receive.
Then she starts lecturing the poor cashier...
...that Thanksgiving is a corporate agenda of the food industry...
...masquerading as family sentiment.
Oh, you know what? That reminds me.
If my dad asks, we followed the homemade recipe for his pie crust.
Sorry for unloading. I haven't had anyone to vent to since Olivia left.
- Have you talked to her since she went? - Uh, no.
Hey. Everything happens for a reason, right?
Yeah. Yeah, apparently.
There it is again.
- That face. - What? Oh, come on. There's no face.
What is going on? You've been quiet ever since I got here.
- Who's that? - Don't... Don't hate me for this.
- I'm here. - I won't hate you. You'll be dead.
Don't be mad at Dan. He was just trying to help.
Look, I know I don't do holidays well.
But if you give me another chance, I can make it up to you.
I called Rufus on the way over here.
- He said we were welcome to join them. - What?
We can have the Thanksgiving that you want.
What do you say?
Fine.
- Great. Thank you. - Make yourself at home.
I'll give her one last shot.
If it doesn't work, consider me moved in for the holidays.
Tripp, what are you doing here?
- You wouldn't return my calls. - So you're stalking me now?
Heh. Yes, Serena, I'm stalking you.
I thought our relationship wasn't complicated enough, so...
And get this. Lily ran into Maureen and invited us for Thanksgiving...
...so it looks like we'll be spending tomorrow together after all.
What?
- Tripp, won't that be weird? - It doesn't have to be.
And besides...
...now we get to spend some time together.
That's all I care about.
Even with everyone else around, to be near you one last time.
Why does this have to be so hard?
We're almost to your floor.
You want me to come in?
Yes, which is why you can't.
Then again, these elevators can take forever.
[CHUCKLES]
Oh, Cyrus. Enough.
Yes, enough.
I will. I will tell her.
I will. All right. Goodbye.
Cyrus says that he misses you and loves you and blah, blah, blah.
Sorry. I had to run out before store closes.
I bring babka and make decaf. You have to be up early for flight.
No babka, Dorota.
I have to turn in now. It's 3:00 in the morning for me.
I should sleep early too. I agreed to work at Miss Lily's tomorrow.
Big Thanksgiving for them all of a sudden.
But she offer me time and a half, so...
- Good night, dear. - Wait. I have a wonderful idea.
Why don't we spend Thanksgiving with Lily?
- And Serena. - What are you talking about?
You know how much I love Thanksgiving.
The parade on TV? I'm 19.
Childhood memories are slipping away already.
Well, let me at least call Lily and see if it's all right.
BLAIR: I am not getting on that plane until I know my mother's secret.
Her secret is in that envelope. What are you clutching?
Miss Eleanor ask me to pick up some things for Paris.
- It's private. - You know what isn't? The INS tip line.
Oh, my God.
That's why she's changing her will?
My mother's pregnant.
[SPEAKS IN RUSSIAN]
- Hey. - Yo.
I just came from a meeting with Hotel Security.
Elevator cameras caught a hotel guest pulling the emergency stop...
...to have a make-out session with her boyfriend.
You just love your job, don't you?
It was Serena and Tripp.
I guess he's not leaving Maureen over a Hudson hero.
I bet that's what he's telling Serena.
It's less messy that way when he bolts in six months.
Come on.
How often does the other woman get a happily-ever-after?
Someone needs to get through to her before it's too late.
You know Serena. Whoever tries better bring a sledgehammer.
Security, please.
Dorota. Happy Thanksgiving. When did you sneak in?
- I took service elevator. - Oh, you don't have to do that.
Vanya's on duty. I'm sure he'd love to see you.
- Mother. - Surprise.
ERIC: Surprise. - Hello, Lily.
This is the mystery guest?
Well, when Rufus called and found out I was feeling well enough to travel...
...we thought we'd surprise you.
- How wonderful. VANESSA: Opening the door is his job.
That's why he's called a doorman. It's not derogatory.
- Thank you so much for inviting us. RUFUS: Welcome.
CeCe, this is Gabriela and her daughter, Vanessa.
- This is CeCe, Lily's mom. - Lovely to see you. Hello, Daniel.
- You're looking well, CeCe. - I am, aren't I?
This table is exquisite.
Well, Lily, looks like we, um, have a lot to talk about.
As do you and Rufus.
What's the matter, Mother? Is this salmon making you nauseous?
No. No, I'm just a little jet-lagged, that's all.
Oh, Charles, brut rosé. It's my favorite.
That's what Blair said when she suggested I pick it up.
Yes. Mother, you simply must have some tonight.
- I'm not in the champagne mood. - But you love champagne.
I didn't say I didn't love it. I said I'm not in the mood.
- Happy Thanksgiving. - You too.
I was just telling Tripp what a pleasant surprise it was when I ran into Lily.
TRIPP: We appreciate the invitation. MAUREEN: Yes.
Especially since you and Tripp have been working all those long hours.
Serena's been a great help.
You must be so proud he has such a strong work ethic.
Yes. That's him.
So where should I put my coat?
- Here, let me take that. - Thank you.
There's Nate. I should say hello.
Hardest part's over. We'll get through this, okay?
Serena, my dear, happy Thanksgiving.
SERENA: Thank you. I didn't know you were coming.
- Either of you. - Surprise. Isn't this just the best holiday?
Hello, congressman. Where's your lovely wife?
Is it me, or is my daughter just getting crazier and crazier?
Hmm. A little Thanksgiving proclamation.
You two ever play grab-ass in my elevator again...
...and Serena will be staying at an airport Marriott.
Happy holidays.
- Hi. - Hi.
Are Tripp and Serena having an affair?
Nate, please. I don't wanna hurt anyone.
I just want him back.
NATE: I'm sorry, Maureen.
But I think I have a way we can end it quickly and quietly.
I don't know if you wanna see this.
If it will end it, I do.
Where are you dragging me? Haven't you heard of a whispered aside?
- What did Eric do at cotillion? - What do you mean?
I invited Jonathan and he texted me back...
...surprised Eric and I were friends after that night.
Please. You of all people respect a well-thought-out sabotage.
Although you came through unscathed, Eric's plan was solid.
- Eric's plan? BLAIR: Stealing your escort?
Leaving you stranded at the top of the stairs? All his idea.
By the way, how do you find having a sibling...
...someone whose sole purpose on Earth is to compete for your parents' love?
RUFUS: If everyone could please find their seats.
I am so happy we're sitting next to each other, Rufus.
Excuse me.
CeCe, tell me everything about Rufus and Lily's wedding.
I was boycotting the floral industry, or I would've been there.
I wasn't invited. My son-in-law felt it better if I didn't attend.
- Rufus. - Mom, it's none of your business.
You didn't want Lily's mother at your wedding?
- Fifth wedding. But still. - Lily told me you were too sick to travel.
Thank you, but I've been in remission since August.
But Lily didn't come home until October.
Oh, perhaps I'm wrong. It's hard to keep track. Ha, ha.
Wine?
Why does my mom stick her nose in everyone's business?
CeCe's heart pumps secrets and gin. It's not your mom's fault.
You've been defending her and ignoring me.
What's going on with you?
- And you're making that face. - This is getting ridiculous.
Jenny, you ever heard of someone starting to make a new face at 19?
Ask Eric. He's mastered two.
- Excuse me? - Blair told me you were sabotaging me.
What, you don't have anything to say to me?
Your sweet potatoes are bland.
Mother, here's some camembert from Artisanal.
- It's unpasteurized. You want some? - Enough. What has gotten into you?
Into me? Try you. You're the one who's pregnant.
RUFUS: Lily and I thank you all for coming to our first Thanksgiving as a family.
Now, before she gets back, I'd like to tell you a joke...
...which Lily has expressly forbidden.
A group of Pilgrims decide to start a band.
- They begin looking for lead singers. - How can you two sit there smiling?
RUFUS: After several elders...
- Don't you have any decency? NATE: Maureen.
- No. Not one second more. RUFUS: A young Pilgrim says, "Can I try?"
Tripp and I are going to grow old together. Without you.
- Or I make my own statement. - Where did you get that?
[SIGHS]
RUFUS: Blowing them all away in a style they've never heard.
MAUREEN: He'll be a political joke and you'll be a punchline.
Your affair ends now.
RUFUS: One of the older Pilgrims says, "What's that sound?"
- Serena. - "That's what I call Plymouth rock."
- Know what? Why don't we just eat? - I've lost my appetite.
And I want pie.
Kids.
Oh, and what makes you an expert?
I'm so glad you invited me, Rufus.
Cheers.
Mom, I can explain. It's not what it looks like.
You're not having an affair with a married man?
- No, I'm not having an affair. - I saw you kissing him, Serena.
A kiss that we didn't even have until after he decided to leave his wife.
Do you know what it feels like to be left? Because I do.
Well, it isn't like it was with you. Tripp actually cares about me.
Oh, you think so?
Why don't you take a look at what he's doing?
Leaving someone who, up until today, thought the exact same thing.
Walk away, Serena.
Until you do, you're not welcome in this home.
You hate me but you've been pretending to be my friend this entire time?
That's pretty much it.
Why wouldn't you just tell me you were mad?
At least then we could fight about it.
You lost rights to honesty when you chose being queen over our friendship.
- That's not what happened. - I defended you to Jonathan.
He got sick of me making excuses for you...
...so I decided to try to beat you at your own game.
That was a mistake.
I figured if I could take you down once so you could know how it feels...
...you'd realize what you'd become and everything could go back the way it was.
But that didn't happen.
- And you lost Jonathan because of it. - I lost everything.
Not me. Not if you apologize.
You say that, but you've become a different person...
...and as a result, so have I.
I became someone Jonathan no longer wanted to be with.
For that, I blame you.
You told Kira she had to watch her back.
Well, now you have to watch yours.
There you are.
Mother, how could you?
No offense to Cyrus, but you think the world needs another Aaron Rose?
Blair, you are completely off base.
Thanksgiving always has secrets. And in your case, it's a miracle.
[SIGHS]
I am not pregnant.
I did come back to change my will to reflect my new property.
Cyrus and I are moving to Paris full time.
But you love New York.
You said anyone who lives anywhere else is fooling themselves.
Perhaps it's time for me to step back...
...and let you make Manhattan your own.
Besides, Cyrus and I did find a lovely penthouse flat...
...on the Île Saint-Louis across from your favorite restaurant.
Rôtisserie du Beaujolais?
Oh, well, that poulet rôti is reason enough to move.
[CHUCKLES]
Mother.
I'm sorry for being so crazy.
You, pregnant? I mean, come on.
We both know you closed for business a long time ago.
- But then whose test was it? - Test?
Ms. Waldorfs.
I know Dorota is upstairs. She won't return my calls.
Please, tell her whatever I did, I am sorry.
[IN UNISON] Oh, my God.
I'll be honest. This isn't the Thanksgiving I'd hoped for.
Look, I don't mean to be presumptuous, but don't you think it's a little odd...
...that Lily didn't tell you the truth about when her mother went into remission?
I trust Lily. When she's ready to explain, she will.
Yes, yes, but...
You know, I think I need more whipped cream.
- What is wrong with you? - I care about Rufus. I was being honest.
Like you being honest when I laid out my paycheck to get us tickets to Hair...
...and you told me you'd rather talk to a homeless man?
He was a vet.
This is who I am. I care about people.
You know, um, it's Thanksgiving.
Yeah. I'm starting to think this was a mistake.
- Maybe I should just go. - For once, Mom, I agree.
Gabriela... Mm.
I'm sorry. I can only imagine what you're feeling.
What we did, what I did, was wrong.
I never meant to hurt anyone, and I hurt you.
I promise I'll never see Tripp again.
What are you doing in here?
SERENA: I wanted to go to my room...
...but then I forgot it's not my room anymore.
What do you want?
Chuck told me what happened. You did the right thing.
Then why do I feel so bad?
Doing the right thing takes courage and strength.
At least, that's what I've heard.
[CHUCKLES]
And anything that hard is only made more difficult...
...by not having your best friend by your side.
I'm sorry you had to go through it alone.
I'm sorry too.
For everything.
- What are you doing this weekend? - Eating leftovers and feeling horrible.
You're coming to Paris.
- I am? - My mom and I are catching the redeye.
If you're gonna be sad, you might as well be in Paris.
- Ha, ha. - Chuck can shop with Harold and Roman...
...and we can wander Notre Dame...
...and spend time, just the two of us, like we haven't for so long.
- Is your passport here? - In the safe upstairs.
Then you're ready to go. Come on.
Allons-y.
Oh, I'm sorry, I missed Thanksgiving.
- There's still dessert. - You're wonderful.
Why did you stay with CeCe after she got better...
...instead of coming home to me?
Well, uh, my mother and I were finally connecting.
I think faced with her illness, she became a different person.
She was loving and kind...
...and I wanted to stay and enjoy this person for as long as I could.
- You could've told me that. - I know. I should have.
But I knew it was selfish leaving you in charge of the kids and everything...
...um, and so I lied.
And then I just continued to lie to cover it up.
So that's it, then?
You love me so much you couldn't let me go?
Well, you weren't supposed to hear that, Mother.
I'm glad I did.
I now have a witness if she ever tries to tell me how insufferable I am.
I'm gonna go clear the table.
[SIGHS]
Thank you, Mother.
So I take it you didn't tell him about your little trip this summer?
No, and I'd like to keep it that way.
When will you learn, my love, that some secrets can't stay hidden?
- Well, this one will. - Let's hope so.
- No, no, no, I eat later. - This isn't for you, it's for Vanya.
Tom Colicchio live in building. I'm sure he send plate already.
Mr. Rufus good cook but not Top Chef.
- This plate is the plate he wants. - Oh.
You are going to have to talk to him eventually.
- Not for two or three months, at least. - Dorota.
You not understand. We not married. My parents start next Polish-Soviet war.
Russia once again not victor, believe me.
- Good luck. BLAIR: Good luck.
[DOROTA STAMMERS]
[BOTH SIGH]
DAN: Well, I guess it's good you travel light.
Look, I appreciate your concern, Dan, I do, but it's a waste of time.
- We're too far apart. - You're not as different as you think.
Did you know she petitioned to keep a historic bar from closing in Brooklyn?
And she spent the summer rebuilding community gardens in Alphabet City.
She loves you. She does.
She just wishes you'd spend half the time on her...
...that you do on people you don't even know.
And when you do, trust me...
...I really think you'll see how, uh, amazing she is.
I... I can't believe I didn't see this till now.
- Mm, what? - Oh, you're in love with her.
- It's all over your face. - Heh...
No, that's, um...
Yeah.
I'll, uh... I'll let you guys be alone.
I can't believe what you did.
You had a choice, Tripp.
- Seems like you made it. - What do you mean?
Thanks to you, Maureen can cause a huge scandal.
I lose everything.
No, you lose your career, Tripp. You've already lost Serena.
That this is just now occurring to you makes me sure I did the right thing.
- Why didn't you tell him the truth? - That is the truth.
Serena deserves someone who would sacrifice anything.
Even if that means stealing a security tape...
...from his best friend's business?
Tell her how you feel.
Give her a chance to be with a guy who does deserve her.
Gibson guitar, vinyl collection.
Guess this really isn't Bart's office anymore.
Yeah, except I'm sure my mom hasn't given Rufus the combo to the safe yet.
Now that Bart's not around to keep files on everybody...
...maybe you guys don't need one.
What are you still doing here?
- I couldn't leave. BLAIR: I could help you.
The elevator comes. You get on it.
I don't care if Maureen outs our affair or if they run me out of Congress.
All I care about is you.
If I'm gonna leave Maureen...
...which I just told her I am...
...I wanna do it with you by my side.
I'm gonna be downstairs waiting in my car to go.
I hope you'll join me.
BLAIR: Wow.
- I didn't think he had it in him. - What do I do?
Go.
- I love you. - I love you too.
What is that?
SERENA: It's from my father.
It's from weeks ago and it's been opened.
ELEANOR: Blair, we have to go. - Go. It's okay. I need to be alone.
Where are you going? Tripp and his wife have left.
- And you, uh... You did the right thing. - Actually, Tripp is divorcing Maureen.
He's waiting downstairs. We're going away together.
- I thought we understood each other. - We do.
I'm not welcome in your home, so...
You're still responsible for breaking up his marriage.
Don't go through with this. It is a mistake...
...one that you will regret for the rest of your life.
You wanna talk to me about mistakes?
You don't get to judge me...
...ever again.
After the yelling died down, I thought you might be ready for pie and coffee.
Well, my daughter and I had our first heart-to-heart talk in ever.
[LAUGHS]
- And thank you. It's all because of you. - Of course.
But don't worry, we're gonna move to a hotel for the rest of the weekend.
You don't have to leave.
You're welcome to stay, uh, as long as you like.
Okay. About what I said before.
You gave me some great advice, so I'm gonna return the favor.
When Vanessa told you her feelings all those years ago...
...you broke her heart...
...and your friendship almost didn't recover.
So unless you're sure that my daughter is who you want to be with...
...I suggest you keep your feelings to yourself.
Because if you break her heart this time...
...your friendship won't survive.
And that would be a tragedy, because you are a great friend for her.
- Thank you. VANESSA: Hey, Mom.
Paul Hoffman, that guy I told you about? He just texted me.
His parents are in town. He wants to meet for a drink.
- Wanna go? - I don't know.
Dan, do I?
Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah. She likes him a lot. I think you should meet him.
- Great. All right, let's do it. - Yay.
Serena.
Excuse me if I didn't say goodbye, but after what you...
Don't go.
- What? - Don't go with Tripp.
- Nate... - Okay, I know what I did was wrong.
And I'm sorry, I just... I did it because...
Because ever since last week...
...ever since three years ago when you left...
Please don't get in the car.
Just stay here with me.
Just give me a chance.
TRIPP: Serena.
You coming?
GABRIELA: You come visit us in Vermont? - I will.
Thanks for everything.
GOSSIP GIRL: Another Thanksgiving has come and gone.
You know what?
I like your new face.
[CHUCKLES]
Ha, ha. It's cute.
GOSSIP GIRL: And what am I most thankful for?
The truth.
Sometimes it's the truth you've been trying not to face...
... or the truth that will change your life.
This is great.
[BOTH LAUGHING]
GOSSIP GIRL: Sometimes it's the truth that's a long time coming.
Or the truth you prayed would never see the light of day.
Lil?
Have you seen the other wedding album?
I wanna show CeCe the pictures of me with Kim and Thurston.
Oh, um...
- Are you okay? - Oh, yes, everything's fine.
I'll grab it.
Hey.
Do you mind if I stay?
Yes.
But that's why I love you.
[SIGHS]
Come on. Let's go get drunk.
GOSSIP GIRL: Some truths may not be heard the way we hoped they would.
But they linger long after they've been said.
Oh, I didn't see you, Ms. Vanderbilt.
Sorry, Dorota. I forgot my coat. It's been kind of a crazy night.
Please tell Lily and Rufus everything was wonderful.
GOSSIP GIRL: But the kind of truth I'm most thankful for...
... the one you never see coming that falls right into your lap.
XOXO, Gossip Girl.
[ENGLISH - US - SDH]