What are you doing here? And with a suitcase? I got an apartment in the building. What? I finally realized where I wanna be, and it's here, where you are. Where I used to be. I have no interest in being anywhere around here anymore. I don't believe that. You run away to Spain, upstate, boarding school, Santorini. You always come back. Well, that was then. That was before I knew what this place could do to people, before I saw it turn you into Bart Bass. I'm not Bart. But what's wrong with wanting power? You have it. Maybe if you stopped hating it, you'd stop hating yourself. Then you can finally be happy where you belong. Okay, you know what? I have no interest in being psychoanalyzed by my evil biographer. Serena, I know I've hurt you, but I still love you. I've lost track of it at times. I've made mistakes. I've made massive, heartbreaking mistakes but I've never stopped loving you. Well, excuse me if I don't fall for that, or you, ever again. Please, just if you come upstairs for a second, I have something I can show you that'll prove it. I've seen all I need to see. I have a plane waiting.