So outside, they're all standing around, as well as Doug and his scared daughters, who are holding up little signs that say, "Help. Take us with you!" Nick says it would be a good exercise in responsibility for Jessica. She looks offended. He "dares" her to get the dog, and says if she wants to do it, he'll be totally behind her. She goes on that she wants him to want the dog and love the dog. He says it's not like getting a kid. Jessica then says that he talked so down on Malteses and she would feel bad if they ended up getting one. And Nick then -- using all the courage in the world, God love him -- says, "Well, good. I don't want to make you feel bad. Let's go," and he gets into the car. Ha! Jessica groans, and she and her friends get in the car. They watch Doug and crew standing around. Nick, because he's a good guy, gives Jessica one more chance, but she's sure, and Nick hauls ass out of there. Doug takes his kids inside and beats the dogs for not making the sale, forcing his daughters to watch. (Kidding! Don't sue me.)
Night. Mall dog store. They look at poor puppy mill puppies, watching and laughing. One of the dogs is eating its own poop. Jessica says she's going to puke. They start to go, and Jessica keeps talking about it. "I don't want a dog anymore," Jessica says. Ha.
Next time on. Jessica talks with a friend about an upcoming ski trip; she doesn't have ski clothes. "Nick's horrible," she says. Then out at dinner, Nick says that this is the trip where it's all going to make sense to him -- he's got a newfound clarity about skiing. Everyone looks skeptical. CUT TO: Mountain. Nick skis terribly as Jessica tries to talk him through it. Then he falls and throws his poles and take his skis off, done. "I have no desire to do this," he says, frustrated. Ha. And that's it. See ya!