Keeping the Faith

And if I indulge those feelings
too much with you...

or if I took you for granted,
I am so sorry.

I can't bear that I hurt you.
Ah, it's not your fault.
I totally set myself up for this.
I'll tell you something, it's--
I don't know which feels worse.

Having my heart broken...
or starting to doubt myself
because of what that means for me.

Don't you dare doubt yourself.
You have a gift,
and you know it...

and if you start to doubt that
because of me...

Brian, I don't know
what I would do with myself.

I don't doubt myself
because of you.

I-I feel like the best version
of myself around you...

and that makes me doubt
everything else.

I don't know what to do, Brian.
Just tell me what to do,
and I will do it.

Is it me, or is confession getting
a little touchy-feely these days?

- Thank you.
- Okay.

All right, the lights are workin',
cameras came...

chairs are all set up
the way we want 'em now.

Okay, I sent
the invitations out yesterday.
We've got the karaoke machine.

- Oh, no, no.
- What?
- We need the discs for the karaoke.

I-- We-- I have to call Don.
I'll do it when I get home.

Well, that's all right.
Do it now.

Excuse me.
Wh-What is that?

- It's a cell phone.
- Since when?

Since Anna gave it to me.
Look. She put God on the speed dial.

I called it.
It was the Elvis Presley Museum.

Look, I-- I'm sorry.
I have to say this.

You know she's leaving next week,
right? You do know that?