"Lemon, how do you say 'buy' and 'sell' in German?" "Verkauf und Kauf," she answers. "So close. Other way around." Jack shows Lemon this morning's business section: "SALE OF NBC TO GERMAN FIRM RUMORED." Jack is sad, not because of the bad business maneuver, but because he's realized that you can't have it all. The big office and true love are diametrically opposed. "You have to choose," he says. "So which are you going to choose?" asks Lemon. CUT TO? The OTB in Pennsylvania! Jack picks love! C.C. calls him as he waits. She's still in Washington. That bitch! She missed a vote when they were away for the weekend, and now a Lott-Specter bill legalizing recreational whale torture has passed the Senate. She doesn't want to sacrifice her career. But Jack argues back. "Get in that ridiculous electric car of yours and get up here." C.C. begins a long explanation for her reasoning and as she speaks, Don Geiss calls. Jack has no choice but to flip over. Geiss has what appears to be good news. Jack flips back over at the end of C.C.'s speech that ends with, "Don't you agree?" He hems and haws and they soon both realize it isn't going to work. The breakup is amicable. "In another life," says Jack.

Kenneth bids goodbye to Tracy. He's going back to Georgia and over Tracy, Grizz, and Dotcom's protests, he and his overalls walk out that door. That door. That door...next come the horns and the bass line and piano. Tracy begins to sing his own version of "Midnight Train to Georgia" with Grizz and Dotcom as his Pips. To try and describe it would be like dancing to architecture or trying to put into words the one and only time I ever met Mike Tyson.

Then we see Lemon walking home, a lonely girl. She runs into Papa G and the rest of the co-op board members. "Liz, you look good." They introduce her to the woman who won the co-op's approval for the condo; Lemon keeps her head held high and offers sage advice about apartment remodeling. As she keeps her chin up, the previous music begins to swell again.