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“Glee” Episode 305 Recap: “Make of Our Hearts, One Heart”

A pre-recap disclaimer: I loved “The First Time.” I thought it was stunningly shot, as well as brilliantly written and acted. I thought the editing was genius, and its message was affirming of all the big, messy, crazy, gorgeous, sexy, confusing beautifulness of being young and on the brink of your future.

If you hated it, if you were coming here hoping for a lot of snark, this is not the recap you are looking for. I will try to be more cynical next week. I promise.

Also: If first love really could be like this, I’d happily climb into that time machine Blaines building and go back and be young again.

We open with Artie rolling down the hallway, thinking it doesn’t matter if you’re “in prison like Gandhi, or stuck inside a woman’s body like Chaz Bono, or in a wheelchair like me,” when you find your calling, all is right in the world. He still loves performing, but he’s finally found what he’s meant to do: boss everyone around, i.e., directing.

It turns out he’s going to be directing two of his actors to lose their virginity. He’s watching Rachel and Blaine rehearsing West Side Story, singing “Tonight.” It’s very delicate and lovely. Co-directors Coach Beiste and Emma react with applause and tears, but Artie has a concern: Not enough passion. Turns out he’s the only one of the five who isn’t a virgin. (It’s Glee. Believe.)

He says the song — the entire musical — is about sexual awakening. They lack passion. He says, “I remember the first time with Brittany, how it made me feel like a man — even though she called me the wrong name like four times during. And after. What was it like for you guys?”

Blaine and Rachel shift from foot to foot and do their best impressions of deer caught in headlights, and finally Blaine says, “I’m waiting for the right time.”

A relieved Rachel says, “Yeah, me, too,” and then in an aside to Blaine adds,”I’m so glad you’re my Tony.” (Hmmmm, Rachel always said she wasn’t going to lose her virginity until her first Tony.)

Artie shakes his head. “As your friend, I accept your strange aversion to fun. But as your director I’m concerned…. How do you expect to convey the human experience to an audience when you’ve haven’t even opened yourself up to one of humanity’s most basic and primal ones?” I guess because they’re actors, Artie.

Later, in the halls of McKinley, Finn is still trying to decide who to vote for, but he’s putting up Rachel posters. “It’s kind of hard to vote against your brother,” he tells her.

“You can’t do this with your brother,” Rachel says, and kisses him.

“Not unless you live in Kentucky,” a breathless Finn says when they’re done.

Finn is also excited about an Ohio State football recruiter coming, and Rachel says she’s not upset that he wants to go to OSU: “It’s not like NYADA has a football team.”

Then Finn invites her over to the house while the folks are away. She says she’ll be there at six. Guess Artie’s direction got to her.

Kurt and Blaine are in Blaine’s super-chic bedroom, listening to “Love is a Drug” by Roxy Music. There is a lot of 70s-80s music tonight; I really don’t know if Ryan Murphy was re-capturing his lost youth or what. Blaine says he wants to get in a time machine and go back to the 70s just so he can give Bryan Ferry a high-five.

Kurt, lounging on Blaine’s bed, sits up and says, “Do you think I’m boring?”

“Are you crazy? You’re the single most interesting kid in all of Ohio.” Or, you know, the entire world.

“I mean, like… sexually. I mean, we are playing it awfully safe by not granting our hands visas to travel south of the equator.”

“I thought that’s what we wanted.” (Blaine, by the way, is still dancing aimlessly around to the music.)

“It is. I’m just wondering… do you ever have the urge to just rip off each other’s clothes and get dirty?”

“Ah, yeah,” Blaine says sunnily, “But that’s why they invented masturbation.”

Kurt shifts uncomfortably. “It’s a little hot in this room. Could we open a window?”

“Hey, I’m serious,” Blaine says, laughing and climbing on the bed next to Kurt. “We’re young, we’re in high school, yeah, we have urges, but whatever we do, I want to make sure you’re comfortable, so I can be comfortable. And besides, tearing off all your clothes is sort of a tall order.”

Kurt does this whole darling little shrugging, lash-dropping thing and says, “Because of the layers?”

“Because of the layers,” says Blaine with a grin. Then he kisses him.

I just love them. I don’t know who wouldn’t, other than Michelle Bachmann. So sweet.

Cut to Coach Beiste who is, inexplicably, welding something. I sense a metaphor here so enormous I almost cannot grasp it.

Artie comes in, and she pushes back her safety mask. “Man, I love to weld,” she tells him.

“Clearly,” he says, concern written all over his face. And indeed, he is concerned: Why did Coach Beiste leave the auditorium the other day whem we started discussing s-e-x, he asks?

“Artie, this conversation is totally inappropriate,” she says, putting her mask back down. Coach, it’s Glee. Of course it’s inappropriate.

“Wait,” he says, pushing it back up. “Have you never…. Why? Just haven’t found the right person?”

“Guy. I like guys. And no, I haven’t found the right one.”

Turns out she’s in love with the recruiter from Ohio State, Cooter Menkins (Eric Bruskotter). In a flashback we see he has asked her out, but she clearly doesn’t realize that’s what he’s doing. She’s just oblivious.

So, Blaine heads over to Dalton, and we hear some sort of ominous music as he trips down its majestic stairway. I have to say, the use of music in this episode — not the songs, but all the music — is amazing and a lot of fun. I didn’t have time to catch it all, but I’m sure some helpful fanboy or fangirl will help us out in the comments.

The Warblers are, shockingly, singing and dancing, this time to Billy Joel’s “Uptown Girl.” And to presumably everyone’s amazement, it turns out there is at least one teacher at Dalton, a tall, sexy, high-heeled young woman in a red pencil skirt and 4-and-a-half-inch black pumps. To me, it was a jarring and weird note, although as a child of the 80s of course I recognize it from the original Joel video with Christie Brinkley.

A strange Warbler — who unless you’ve been underwater for the last week you know is Sebastian (Grant Gustin), who joined the cast to go after sweet virginal Blaine — grabs Blaine’s hand and pulls him into the group, in slow motion. Because that’s how it is at Dalton. And of course, Blaine immediately knows the choreography. Because so is that.

I love how happy the Warblers are to see him, and how they beg him to come back. But he’s standing by his man, and instead invites them to the opening of West Side Story, which they all enthusiastically accept.

As the other Warblers go out, Sebastian introduces himself to Blaine, whose name he already knows. Blaine smiles and goes on charming auto-pilot, saying, “Are you a freshman?”

Sebastian gives him a look and says, “Do I look like a freshman?”

Which is apparently the first time Blaine has looked at him, because suddenly he’s all flustered. Now, I know because I have a Tumblr that many people of both sexes find this guy attractive. I am not one of them. In fact, he strikes me as a bit stalkery. I saw in an interview somewhere that he’s supposed to be a kind of male Santana. Ummm, no.

Sebastian says he’s been wanting to meet Blaine, who he says is a legend at Dalton: “Sex on a stick, and he sings like a dream.”

Blaine is flattered and flustered and really very cute here.

Sebastian asks why Blaine why he left Dalton. “Were you bored with all the preppies, or did you just break too many hearts to stay?” And just as he finishes the question, the doom-laden opening notes of “A Boy Like That” breaks in.

In what is possibly the only abrupt edit of the night, we cut to Santana and Rachel singing the iconic WSS song on the stage at McKinley — and I apologize to all Rachel fans everywhere, but Santana. Red dress. Red lips. Red flower in her hair. Can’t think of anything else to say.

Back to Blaine: “It wasn’t like that. Let’s just say, I miss Dalton every day, but McKinley is where my heart is.” Okay, really? Just painfully romantic, in the best possible way.

We keep cutting back and forth between the rehearsal stage and Blaine and Sebastian talking and giving each other speaking looks at Dalton. It’s not at all disjointed; you can feel every line has meaning for Anita/Santana and Maria/Rachel, but also for Blaine and Sebastian’s scene, such as: “A boy like that wants one thing only.”

I can’t pretend to be an expert on this, neither of the art form nor of every Glee scene ever (although more the latter than the former), but I think this is Glee‘s best-filmed scene ever.

And Rachel’s voice is incredible.

I also love that Blaine’s level of discomfort is epic. At the end of the scene, Sebastian says he has to go to lacrosse practice, but he wants to meet again. “I could really use more insights from you, Blaine. You know, Warbler to Warbler.”

Despite the fact that this is meant to be a big threat to the Klaine love, Blaine looks uncomfortable but not really like he’s tempted. And I don’t think Darren Criss is the world’s greatest actor, but in this and every scene he’s in during this episode, he nails it.

Finn, meanwhile, is asking Puck for advice on what brand of condoms to use. Puck goes all protective of Rachel on him, and yells at him for cheating on her.

“No, I want to use them with Rachel,” Finn says.

“Oh. I’m happy for you, dude. Always thought it would be me, but secretly hoped it would be you. As for the condoms, no idea, never used them. Which worked out for me about 99 percent of the time.” I hope he’s being ironic here, because the thought of Puck having all that sex and not protecting himself is really pretty scary. So whatever was intended, I’m going with ironic.

In the locker room, Coach Beiste introduces the recruiter to her team. The two of them bond over her tube socks, and I thought for a second she was getting the picture that he’s into her.

He looks at the team and tells them he’s not looking for boys to play for the Buckeyes; he’s looking for men. Finn seems very struck by this. This is part of an ongoing theme running through this whole episode about what adulthood means. I thought they did a great job of staying tight on the theme without being excessively anvil-ish about it. Well, not excessive in the Glee-verse. There is such a thing as relativity.

Out in the hallway, Kurt walks up to Blaine at his locker, heaves a sigh, and leans against the locker next to Blaine’s. “If you see any of Rachel’s campaign posters, feel free to tear them down,” he says.

Blaine ignores the comment. “Do you think we’re too sheltered as artists?” he asks, abruptly and intensely. Kurt doesn’t seem to know how to respond, and Blaine goes on, “I’m serious. West Side Story is all about living outside of your safe little world. Don’t you want to wake up every day and be adventurous, and experience everything in life you can?”

Kurt smiles at him. “Of course. That’s why I made a bucket list.” He whips out his phone and starts scrolling. One of the items on the list? He wants to be CEO of Logo, our parent company. I don’t know who our current CEO is, but I am fairly sure he or she would be glad to step aside for Mr. Hummel. The other items he mentions (it’s a long, long list) include laying a rose on the grave of Noel Coward and “making love in a field of lilacs with Taylor Lautner before he gets fat.” He does preface that by letting Blaine know he wrote this before they met.

“I know, I know it’s stupid,” Kurt says.

Blaine, all intensity: “No, it’s not. It’s hot.”

Kurt’s a little flustered. “Well, anyway, we’re young, so we’ve got all the time in the world to be adventurous.”

“Don’t you think now is the time to be adventurous?” Blaine says, even more intense. “While we’re still young?” Then he makes a dramatic exit. And we see some awesome iPhone product placement in Kurt’s trembling hands.

Artie rolls alongside the recruiter in the hallway and asks him to come into his office.

“You don’t mean the handicap stall, do you?” he asks.

“No,” Artie says. “But that is hilarious.”

Artie spells it out for Cooter. If he likes-likes Coach Beiste, he has to ask her out again, and much more clearly. I love Artie here.

Although Cooter calls him Andy.

While Artie’s playing matchmaker, Blaine is meeting Sebastian for coffee at the Lima Bean (best name of a coffee shop in teevee history.)

Blaine can’t believe that Sebastian asked (fruitlessly) for a shot of Courvoisier in his coffee.

“I forget how lame this town is,” Sebastian says. “When I lived in Paris, I drank it like mother’s milk.” The two boys sit down.

“When you lived in… Wow. You’re just so, you know you’re just so out there.” Blaine seems… yes, flustered. He does it well.

Sebastian looks at him across the table. “And your whole bashful schoolboy thing? Super hot.”

“Look, Sebastian. I have a boyfriend.”

“Doesn’t bother me if it doesn’t bother you.”

Blaine seems suddenly less flustered. Just talking about his bebe does this for him. They are clearly OTP 4ever, right? “No, I mean I really care about him.”

“He doesn’t need to know.”

“I just never want to mess my thing up with him in any way. He’s really great…”

And then Kurt appears. “Who’s really great?”

Blaine, who was, by the way, doing nothing at all wrong, jumps guiltily. “You! We were just talking about you.”

Oh, the look Kurt gives Sebastian.

“Sebastian, this is Kurt, my boyfriend, who I was just… “

Sebastian = not dumb. “Got it.”

Kurt and Sebastian shake hands while Kurt gives the other guy a look that were I to see it would most likely cause me to run away screaming in terror.

Blaine swallows some coffee, and looks like he wants to die.

Kurt’s voice drips ice. “Pleasure.” He looks down at Blaine. “And, how do we know Sebastian?”

Sebastian doesn’t give the once-again flustered Blaine a chance to respond. “We met at Dalton. I’ve been dying to meet Blaine. Those Warblers just won’t shut up about him. I didn’t think he could live up to the hype, but as it turns out…”

Blaine giggles helplessly. Kurt starts to sit down next to Blaine.

“Yes, it turns out he’s even more impressive in the flesh.” He loops his arm tightly through Blaine’s.

Sebastian’s face brightens. He’s just had a wonderful idea. A terrible, wonderful idea. “Hey, what are you guys doing tomorrow night?”

Kurt kind of snuggles Blaine tighter. “Well, we’re rehearsing for the school musical, and then at bedtime we do a rigorous skin-sloughing regimen over the phone together.”

Sebastian manages not to laugh at our boys. “And as sexy as that sounds, what do you say we shake things up? I get you guys a couple of fake IDs, and we head over to Scandals in West Lima?”

Blaine murmurs to Kurt that that’s “the gay bar.” Because such was not apparent from the context and there’s always room for just a little excessive exposition in any show.

“The last time I was there,” Sebastian says, “I met the man of my dreams on the dance floor.”

“That’s so sweet,” Kurt purrs. “And are you two still together?”

“Sadly, no. We broke up around 20 minutes after we met.” He grins at them. “Come on, guys, live a little.”

Blaine puts on his best country club manners. “We’d love to, Sebastian, that’s very nice of you and thank you for the offer, but that just isn’t our kind of thing.”

But Kurt has other ideas. “Let’s do it.”

Blaine says, “What?”

“Yeah. I mean, we have a whole bunch of firsts to start crossing off our list. We’re in.”

Blaine looks shell shocked, but he obviously learned long ago that it’s best not to get in the way of Kurt when he’s on a mission.

Finn and Rachel are at their romantic dinner, but it gets off to a troubling start when she compliments the meal for being the only meat substitute she’s ever eaten that tastes like real meat. Finn, it seems, has forgotten his true love is a vegan, although how after that egg-throwing thing with Jesse St. James, I have no idea.

Rather than tell her, he offers pound cake, which last I checked required massive amounts of butter and eggs and really is not on the vegan menu, either.

They share a sparkling apple cider toast, and Rachel declines dessert, saying she wants to snuggle in front of the fire, which it turns out is code for lose her virginity to make herself into a better actor.

And when she admits that, it guts poor Finn.

Back at McKinley, Mike is putting his books in his locker when his father appears out of nowhere and slams it shut. “When were you going to tell me?”

“Tell you what?”

“That you’re doing the school musical. I overheard your mother talking about it on the phone. You lied to me, and you made a liar out of your mother. You will quit. Immediately.”

But Mike isn’t backing down this time. “No. I love being a dancer.”

“When I was in high school, I wanted to be a tennis player. But then I had to wake up and realize I wasn’t good enough. Grow up, Michael. You have to learn the difference between grown up dreams and kid dreams.”

Mike continues to resist. “I’m not going to be a doctor. I will be a professional dancer. I’ll pay my own way through college. I don’t want your money.”

“As long as you continue to waste your life with this silly fantasy, you will no longer be my son.”

“Then I guess I don’t have a dad anymore.”

And Mr. Chang leaves Mike standing there. And all I want to do is lock Mr. Chang in a room with Burt Hummel so he can learn how to be a real father to his son.

In the next scene, Cooter walks in on Coach Beiste doing bench presses. He makes a little joke about how much he can bench, which she doesn’t get, at which point he offers her a dozen red roses. Seems he took Artie’s advice and went for “obvious.” And yet… she asks if he’s on his way to a graveyard. And when he tells her they’re for her, she says, “Why? I’m not sick.”

He says, “I want to take you out on a date. A real honest to god, sit down date, where you dress up like a lady and I dress up like a gentleman.”

She thinks someone put him up to it, or he’s making fun of her. And he asks why she can’t believe he’s attracted to her.

“Because you’re the kind of man who could have any pretty girl he pointed at. I don’t look the way pretty girls look.”

“Well, good. Because I don’t date girls. I just date women. Beautiful women. Like you. Now take the flowers. Come on.”

She does, and because I love me some Shannon Beiste, I cheer out loud.

He stands up. “So. Friday. After the game.” THEY ARE ON!

A confused Rachel has called an emergency meeting of “her girls.” Even though she says she realizes they’re “a house divided,” she needs their help. She reminds them of their Madonna episode girl-power from season one (okay, she doesn’t call it season one), and asks their advice on having sex with Finn.

First, she tells them what happened, and that she hurt Finn.

Tina says, “Of course he was hurt.”

And Brittany, who was recently pretty pissed off at Finn, says, “That’s really bad, Rachel.”

Rachel knows. She feels terrible.

“You want my advice?” Quinn asks. Rachel nods. “Just wait. Look what happened to me.”

“You could have used protection,” says Tina.

“I’m not just talking about getting pregnant,” Quinn says. “I’m talking about losing something you can never get back. It changes you. It makes everything more complicated.”

Santana, filing her nails to more appropriately represent for lesbians, weighs in. “I also think you should wait. Speaking from experience, Finn is terrible in bed.”

“Santana, that is not cool,” Tina says.

“What, if Rachel wants my sloppy seconds, she should at least know the truth,” Santana answers. “Look, it was like being smothered by a sweaty out of breath sack of potatoes that someone soaked in body spray.” And we have the best line of the night.

And next, the most troubling one. Brittany says, “I lost my virginity at cheerleading camp. He just climbed into my tent. Alien invasion.” Really having some trouble coping with that.

So it looks like Rachel’s going to wait — until Tina speaks about her first time with Mike, in another lovely scene, this time intercut with the beautiful slow ballad section of “A Boy Like That,” where Maria sings to Anita about her love for Tony, “I have a love, and it’s all that I have…”

“Losing my virginity was a great experience for me,” Tina tells her. “Because I was with someone I loved. It happened during the summer, and Mike and I talked about it for a while, because we knew it was going to be something we’d remember forever. (Music… “I love him…”) And when that moment came, we just knew. It was right. It wasn’t rushed, it was amazing. (Rachel flashes back to a memory of seeing Finn in the hall, faces lighting up.) He’s my first love. And I’ll always look back on that moment as absolutely perfect. No regrets.

And that is how I went from thinking Tina and Artie were endgame to being, “Tina and Mike forever.”

Kurt and Blaine are getting out of car in the Scandals lot with their fake IDs. Kurt is from Hawaii, Blaine is 38, but they get in. “Aloha.”

It’s Drag Queen Wednesday. It’s also apparently 80s night. And Sebastian is there.

“I really don’t like that guy,” says Kurt as they walk over to him.

Blaine is dismissive. “He’s harmless.” Poor Sebastian.

Sebastian has a beer for Blaine and a Shirley Temple “with extra cherries” for Kurt, who is the dedicated driver. All the time.

Blaine and Seb are dancing to ABC’s “Poison Arrow,” when who do you suppose sits down next to Kurt? If you use not the Interwebz, you will be shocked to discover it’s Dave Karofsky.

“Better keep an eye on your boyfriend,” Dave advises.

Kurt turns around, and recovers fast and well. “So, how’s life at your new school?”

“Fine,” Dave says. “I just wanted a normal senior year and to play football without my teammates hearing rumors about me.”

“Just to let you know, I would never have told anyone. That’s not who I am.” It is, sadly, who Santana is, of course, so perhaps Dave was wise to transfer.

Kurt looks at Blaine and Sebastian dancing before saying anything else. “So, you come here all the time?”

Dave nods. “People like me here. I feel accepted.” He smiles. “I’m what they call a bear cub.”

“Because you look like Yogi?”

“Because I’m burly or something.” His face changes. “What, is this the part where you judge me?”

“No. As long as you’re not beating people up, I’m all for being whoever you have to be at your own speed.”

And then he looks at Blaine and Sebastian again.

Dave says, “I’m just trying to get through high school. Here’s to baby steps.” They toast. And then Kurt jumps up, shimmies out onto the dance floor, puts himself right in between Sebastian and Blaine, and the two boys dance to Thelma Houston‘s “Don’t Leave Me This Way,” which was covered in the 80s by either the Communards or Bronski Beat, but either way, by Jimmy Somerville.

Later, Kurt is helping a very drunk Blaine — who claims to have had just one beer — to the car.

“This is the best night of my life,” Blaine enthuses. “I wanna live here. I just wanna live here and make art and just help people…”

Kurt is tolerant of his drunkenness, and tries to help him into the back of the car. “Less likely to throw up that way,” he says. Although he’s wrong.

Blaine has other ideas, and pulls Kurt down on top of him. And then everything changes.

Kurt tells him no, first somewhat laughingly, but then seriously. But there’s a little bit of a struggle, and finally Blaine says, “Let’s just do it. I want you.”

“Stop it,” Kurt says.

“I know you wanted to do it in a field of lilacs with Sting playing in the background,” Blaine says, “but who cares about that? It’s all about us, right?”

Kurt is furious. “Right. It’s about us. Which is why I don’t want to do it on a night you spent half of dancing with another guy. And that you’re not sober enough to remember the next day.”

Blaine, bewildered, asks, “Why are you yelling at me?”

Kurt blazes back, “Because I’ve never felt less like being intimate with someone, and either you can’t tell or you don’t care.”

Kurt. Rules. That is all.

Blaine ends up walking home, and Kurt does not go after him.

Did I mention that Kurt rules? How about that Chris Colfer is going to win an Emmy for this?

Later, getting ready for opening night, everyone is a mess. Rachel decides they should just cancel because she and Blaine are still virgins. And Artie’s convinced he’s a fraud and a failure.

Then the whole cast comes together, and gives Artie flowers, thanking him for his vision and directing the play. Artie thanks them back, saying, “When you’re in a chair, it’s hard to feel like a grownup. Everyone’s always doing stuff for you, getting freaked out about saying the wrong thing. Sometimes it’s hard to picture a life of being totally self sufficient. But directing you guys, the way you trusted me, the way you looked at me, listened to me, it’s the first time in my life that I felt like a grown man. That is the greatest gift you could give me, guys. So thank you. For the flowers, and for everything.” Oh, matchmaker/power!director Artie, I love you even though you did get between my Brittana for a while.

Then there’s a scene of Finn, sticking his head under the water, bashing his hand into the tile wall, which fades to Puck on stage, pounding a stone wall, talking about how they came to America like children, trusting.

Which leads into the song “America,” which looked exactly how a high school musical might actually look, even if the singing and dancing were better. (The accents certainly weren’t.) Mrs. Chang is beaming at Mike from the audience, but his father’s seat is empty.

“How are we, as virgins, supposed to follow that?” Blaine asks Rachel while they wait in the wings.

But Rachel is ready for him. “Tony and Maria were soul mates,” she says firmly. “Against all odds, they found each other. I know what that’s like, and you do, too. So we just have to play that. We as actors have to tap into that.”

Then they walk on stage.

That breaks abruptly to the stage in an empty auditorium, with Blaine, in white pants and a striped t-shirt, doing his dance moves over and over in slow motion. Like a lot of other people I can think of, however bad he was at club dancing, he’s not at all bad at the musical theater kind of dancing.

Kurt walks in, and pauses a few feet from Blaine. “Shouldn’t we be celebrating?”

“Just going over this move. I messed it up tonight. I know I can do better.”

“The beauty of the stage. You get to do it all over again tomorrow night.” He walks closer. “Personally, I thought both you guys were perfect.”

“Thank you. Your Oficer Krupke killed. Brought the house down.”

“Well, I can’t help pulling focus.”

Blaine is looking at Kurt with such love. “Don’t apologize. It was great.”

Kurt smiles, but also looks a little uncertain. “All your friends were here tonight. The Warblers, Sebastian… they were all loving it.”

Blaine still has that look on his face-like Kurt is the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen. “Come here. Give me your hand. Hold it to your heart.”

“Just like the song?”

“Like the song.” He takes a breath. “Kurt, Sebastian doesn’t mean anything to me. And you were right. Our first time shouldn’t be like that. I was drunk, and I’m sorry.”

“Well, it sure beats the last time you were drunk and made out with Rachel.”

Blaine puts his head down, but they’re both laughing. Though if this were real life, I’d be thinking Blaine has a potential problem with alcohol.

“But I’m sorry, too.” Kurt says. “I wanted to be your gay bar superstar, but try as I might, I’m still just a silly romantic.”

Oh, Kurt. I love you. And so does Blaine, who says, “It’s not silly.” And they kiss, and Kurt wraps his arms around Blaine’s neck, and what can I say? I guess I’m just a silly romantic, too.

They break apart, and Kurt says, “You take my breath away. And not just now. Tonight, on the stage. I’m so proud to be with you.”

“I hope so,” Blaine says, eyes glowing. “I want you to be.” He’s almost crying, and he tries to smile. “Um, Artie’s having an after-party, at Breadstix. Would you accompany me?”

Kurt lets their eyes lock. “No. I want to go to your house.”

There is this intense pause, and Blaine almost-whispers, “Okay.”

Oh, please. That was just perfect. It really was.

Over at Finn’s, Rachel’s walking up to his door, wearing her usual deflowering outfit of a pink cape.

Finn answers the door, and she says, “Hi. I got your flowers. They were beautiful.”

“You were really good.”

“Can I come in?”

He lets her in, and they sit on the sofa. She takes off her cape, and we establish no one’s home but Finn. Kurt’s with Blaine, and Burt and Carol are at an election event out of town.

Rachel asks why he didn’t stay for the party, and if it was because he was still mad at her, but he cuts her off.

“He didn’t like me.”

“Who?”

“The recruiter. He watched the game and then I waited for 20 minutes while he talked to Shane. I didn’t even shower or change out of my uniform, because I was afraid I’d miss him.”

We go to a flashback, of Finn waiting, and then asking the recruiter, “So you guys are going after Shane?

“The kid’s a monster.” Cooter sits. “Look, kid, just because your football career ends in high school, it doesn’t mean your life does.”

We cut back to Rachel. “I don’t understand what this means…”

Finn leaps up, his voice loud, and breaking. “It means I suck. It means my life is over. He isn’t going to recruit me. He said I’ve reached my ceiling. “

“There are other colleges…”

“Like there are other schools for you besides NYADA? I’m not good enough. I’m not a good enough quarterback to get a scholarship. I’m not a good enough singer to get into NYADA. It’s all over for me.” He falls into a chair.

“Stop it, Finn, look at me,” she says, kneeling in front of him. “Your dreams are not dead, okay? You’ve just grown out of them. You have to find new ones now.”

“I don’t know how.”

“We’ll figure it out together. You’re special. You know how I know that? Because I’m going to give you something that no one else is ever going to get.”

They kiss, but he stops her. “You don’t need to do this, okay? The play’s over, there’s no point.”

“No, the point is that I was wrong and stupid and immature and, probably not for the last time, lost in my ambition.”

“And now?”

“Now, I’m just a girl, with a boy that she loves, wanting to remember this moment for the rest of her life.”

I don’t know how to do the next scene justice. We waited for it all night — all week, if you count the fans over on the Klaine tag on Tumblr. But it lasted just a few seconds. And anyone looking for skin and heat would have been disappointed. But it was both one of the best uses of a song in a scene I’ve ever seen, one of the most beautifully shot, lit and edited scenes I’ve ever seen, and also, very sweet and lovely. I wouldn’t have changed anything about it.

Tony and Maria are singing “One Hand, One Heart” on stage, while both Will and Emma and Shannon and Cooter hold hands. Those scenes are intercut with others of both Finn and Rachel and Kurt and Blaine making love.

We don’t see anything, really — clasped hands, Kurt’s joyful face, Kurt touching Blaine’s shirt and arm, Rachel and Finn’s hands interlocking in front of the fire, and an achingly beautiful shot of Kurt and Blaine entangled on the bed, sweetly touching noses as the song fades away.

I like sexy as much as the next girl, but that scene? It was perfect.

Thank you, Glee. I think you just proved that you can still bring it when you want to.

And now, my favorite #gaysharks tweets from last night…

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