Rachel, in her Little Red Riding Hood capelet and a pink dress, approaches the front door of the Hudson/Hummel home. She knocks on the door. When Finn opens it, she thanks him for the flowers he sent, and he tells her how good she was in the show. We establish via small talk that nobody else is home, and then Rachel asks why Finn didn't come to the party. She assumes it's because he's still angry with her, but it's really because he's upset that the recruiter didn't like him. As he tells the story, we see it happening in the locker room. Cooter talks to Shane (Mercedes' boyfriend) for twenty minutes while Finn sits there, waiting, not daring to even go shower for fear that he'll miss a chance to talk with Cooter. And then Cooter comes over and tells him, "Look, kid, just because your football career ends in high school, it doesn't mean your life does." Back in the present, Finn tells Rachel that it means that he's not good enough at football and not good enough at singing for either one to be his future. Hey, don't forget dancing -- you're also not good enough at dancing. And he thinks that means he'll be stuck in Lima forever. Rachel pulls him into her arms and tells him, "Finn, listen to me. Your dreams are not dead, okay? You've just grown out of them. You just have to find new ones now." Finn's worried that he doesn't know how to do that, and she tells him that they'll figure it out together. And then comes the most nausea-inducing line of the night: "You're special. You know how I know that? Because I'm gonna give you something no one else is ever gonna get." I'm sorry Rachel, but I think plenty of other people in this world are going to get pity sex. Finn tells her that there's no need for him to screw her since the play is over. But she tells him it's not about the play: "Now I'm just a girl, here with a boy that she loves, and wanting to remember this moment for the rest of her life." And they kiss.
Cut back to West Side Story, for Blaine and Rachel singing the finale. You know, "Make of our hands, one hand...." As they sing, we cut back and forth to very sweet, tender, and genuinely chaste images of Rachel and Finn and Blaine and Kurt, respectively, making love. And we go out on that note.
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