She jumps out of the car. Big leaps out after her. "Carrie! Carrie! What are you doing, saying goodbye and leaping out of the car like that?" Well, maybe she doesn't trust herself around him. Maybe she thinks he doesn't deserve any more of her time or energy. Maybe she's MAD at him for being an unfeeling jerk. Carrie does that lip-licking thing like Cher again, and exhales. She looks away, stamps her foot, and is silent. ["Okay, I'm sorry, but that was bratty. Shut up, Carrie." -- Sars] Big is all, "Are you moving to Paris? When were you going to tell me?" She still can't say anything to him. He continues and asks who the guy is. She says, his name is Aleksandr Petrovsky. He jokes, "You're moving to Paris with a Russkie?" She wheels around and stomps away. He yells after her to stop, and she spins around and lets him have it. "You do this every time! Every time! You must have some kind of radar! 'Carrie might be happy, it's time to sweep in and shit all over it!'" Big says gently that he came here to tell her something. "You and I..." Carrie screams, "You and I, NOTHING! You CANNOT DO this to me again, you CANNOT jerk me around!" He says this time it's different. She says it's never different. "I'm done! Don't call me ever again! Forget you know my number! In fact, forget you know my name! And you can drive down this street all you want. Because I don't live here anymore!" She turns and walks away, then breaks into a run (not easy in stilettos). Big watches her go, dumbfounded. Yup. Looks like you lost her, dude.
Dinner with the girls. Carrie, in lovely dewy makeup, rants about Big. Too little too late, now that she's leaving he thinks he can swoop in, and "you know what he is? He's the Boy Who Cried Love. Too little, too late." Mir laughs a bitter little laugh. Charlotte leans forward and says, "Love? He said he loved you?" Carrie, annoyed, says, no, it's an allegory. Her point is, it was years, YEARS! But mostly she's upset about Big "ruining [her] last night in New York. Well, fuck him! And you know I never say that." Ooh, Carrie cursed! That's as rare an occurrence as it is rare to not see Carrie's bra. Actually, even rarer. Carrie drains her cosmo, and Sam offers her another. No, Carrie wants not to be drunk on the plane, and to arrive looking "impossibly fresh." Good luck with that. No one ever looks good after a flight. If you're lucky, you end up looking slightly better than the awful food they serve. Carrie clinks her glass and begins, "Ladies." Char stops her, already tearful, saying she's going to cry. Mir looks like her usual cynical self and says, "She didn't even say anything yet." Let me guess how it's going to go: And it wasn't a dream, it was a place. And you, and you, and even you were there. And I remember that some of it wasn't very nice. But most of it was beautiful. Oh Toto, there's no place like home! Oh, wait. That's Dorothy's speech from The Wizard of Oz. Also, for trivia fans, the quote for my senior yearbook page in high school. I guess every goodbye scene in a movie or TV show echoes that final scene somehow. On Beverly Hills, didn't Brandon call Donna "Scarecrow" as he left for good? ["Probably because she looked like one. Hi-yo!" -- Sars]