Big and Carrie walk away from the hotel. The streets are cinematically wet. Why is shiny always better on film? It's so odd. He says that most people come to Paris to fall in love. She came to Paris and got slapped. They giggle some more. She looks up at him, all glowy and happy, and asks how he got there. He puts his coat around her and says it took him a long time to get here. Yeah, about six years. Then he says, "Carrie, you're the one." Happy Orchestra starts up, and they kiss. Then she whispers, "I miss New York. Take me home." But of course.

Harry's home. Char, in a pink Polo top, says she's a bad wife, she ordered Chinese. Harry has something from China too: a baby. They get her in six months. Char begins to cry. The picture is so cute. Char nods and cries and says, "That's our baby. I know it. That's really our baby." Aww!

Mir reads the paper. Magda walks up and says, "What you did. That was love. You love." Mir looks up and says, "Let's not make a big deal of it to Steve. It would just upset him." Magda kisses her forehead, and I think I see a tear fall off Mir's face. Or maybe that was me.

Smith lets himself into Sam's apartment. Sam's sleeping. He wakes her up with a "hey, baby." He forgot to tell her something. He loves her. She asks if he flew all the way home to tell her that. He asks, "Can you think of a better reason?" She can't. Then, with tears streaking down her face, she says, "You have meant more to me than any man I've ever known." They kiss. Oh man, I'm crying now.