Interior – Cristina & Burke's apartment
Cristina stands by the bookshelf looking at the picture of her and Burke from their disastrous Thanksgiving when Burke enters the apartment.
Cristina: Hey
Burke: Hi, you're home early
Burke comes over and gives Cristina a big hug.
Burke: …and you smell great!
Cristina: Thanks. You want a glass of wine before dinner?
Burke: No I'm going to get a quick workout. You made dinner?
Cristina: Uh no but I thought that we could go to that Indian place down the street.
Burke: Great. I just need about an hour.
Burke walks over gives Cristina a kiss. He loved the way she smelled. He had barely seen her today and was looking forward to spending an entire evening with her without either of them being exhausted. As he walks away towards the bedroom Cristina reaches her hand out for him and takes a deep breath.
Cristina: Wait. I need to talk to you.
Burke: What's on your mind?
Cristina's eyes are welling up with tears as she stares at the floor.
Cristina: I still have my old apartment
Burke: What?
Burke is looking back at her with disappointment. It was the look that she had envisioned in her mind so many times and dreaded.
Cristina: My old apartment. I haven't ended my lease.
Burke: Why? No don't answer that. Why can't you just commit to us?
Cristina: Commit? I am here with you every night everyday every weekend. I'm with
you. I don't even ever go to that apartment.
Burke: Then why keep it?
Cristina just looks at him with tears in her eyes. She felt as if the dam would burst if she opened her mouth to say a word. All she could think was how this was the moment. This was the moment that…
Burke: I mean why? Are you keeping it for when you're ready to leave?
Cristina: No! No!
Burke: THEN WHY? TELL ME!
Cristina: Stop yelling at me!
She had so much trouble thinking when he yelled at her. It was so distracting to her.
Burke: You can't even give me a reason can you?
Burke shakes his head and grabs his coat.
Burke: I can't believe that you've been lying all of this time.
Cristina: I'm sorry but I want to…where are you going? Can't we talk about this?
Burke: No, right now I've got nothing to say. I'll see you tomorrow.
Cristina: Burke!
Cristina watches Burke walk out of their apartment and a single tear rolls down her face.