Evie:
We need to talk.
Mal:
Yeah.
Carlos:
No.
Mal:
No?
Carlos:
You guys are always going off in a huddle, whispering your girl talk stuff or whatever... and Jay and I are tired of it.
Jay:
... I’m not.
Carlos:
We’re your family, too. We’ve been through a lot together. We’re not stopping that now, ok? Everyone sit. Come on. You too. (Long pause.) I don’t know how to start girl talk.
Jay:
What up?
(Mal smiles, before her expression changes to worry.)
Mal:
Um, well... I’m a mess. I’m such a mess. I mean, six months ago I was, you know, stealing candy from babies... and now everybody wants me to be this Lady of the Court, and I have no idea how to keep up the act.
Carlos:
Then don’t.
Jay:
See? This was dumb.
Evie:
Maybe it wasn’t. We’re always gonna be the kids from the Isle. I tried to forget it. I really tried. But those are our roots, and we all did what we had to do to survive. But it made us who we are, and we’re never gonna be like anybody else here. And that’s ok.
Carlos:
And we can’t fake it.
Mal:
Yeah, I mean, especially without my spell book.
Carlos:
Mal, if Ben doesn’t love the real you, then he’s not the one.
Evie:
I like that.
Carlos:
Give him a chance.
