*part 7 Here*

*part 7 here*

Hyde: I think this is yours... [hands her the Zeppelin shirt]

Jackie: It's not mine anymore, I gave it back to you.

Hyde: Actually, you threw it at me. But that's beside the point, just take it.

Jackie, after a pause: You know, I thought about setting this on fire or throwing away or both. But I just couldn't do it.

Hyde: Why?

Jackie: Because then it would be over. We would be over. And I guess a part of me wasn't ready, back then.

Hyde: Are you ready now?

Jackie, whispering: No.

Hyde: Oh baby, don't cry. I don't wanna see you crying anymore. I love you, and I'll wait for as long as you want.

Jackie: Steven, what if I don't want to wait anymore?

Hyde: Then we don't have to.

Jackie: Kiss me.

[He does]

Hyde: So... did you feel something?

Jackie, after a pause: Yeah, I felt everything.

Hyde: I told you, I don't hate you. I mean, sometimes I wanna kill you, but just like in the normal way.

Jackie: I only want to kill you in the normal way too.

Hyde, watching Jackie: She looks just like my first wife.

Eric: Uh... you were never married.

Hyde: That's 'cause she's gonna be my first wife.

Donna: Fuck the patriarchy!

Jackie: Yes, fuck the patriarchy!

*hours later*

Donna: Jackie, when I said "fuck the patriarchy", I didn't mean "fuck Hyde".

Jackie: But he's a man, isn't he part of the patriarchy?

*part 4 here*

Donna, watching Hyde: Tell me, when are you going to finally take that poor guy back?

*they were at the pool, and Hyde was glaring at every living being that dared to look at Jackie*

Jackie: Maybe in a week, maybe in a month, maybe never. Who's to say?

Donna: Unbelievable. This has been going on for over a month now, aren't you tired?

Jackie: Let me think for a sec... [pause] No, I'm not.

Donna: Oh, c'mon Jackie.

Jackie: He literally asked for this, you can't even blame me. Besides, I'm not doing anything too drastic.

Donna: Yesterday you made him sing Tiny Dancer... in front of everybody! [smirks] Thanks for that, by the way.

Jackie: You're welcome.

Donna: But, seriously, are you really gonna take him back?

Jackie, sighing: Only when I can look into his eyes without feeling like the rag doll he poked for fun.

Donna:

Donna: Ouch.

Jackie: Yeah, that sounds so depressing... [pause] I think I'm gonna need another martini.

if jackie and hyde were brazilian this would be their song.