Artie: It’s never going to be me, is it?
Brittany: I don’t know what you mean Artie.
You know all sorts of things - you’re kind of a nerd in that way. You can differentiate cameras by the pictures they’re taken with, you can take apart a computer and put it back together in ten minutes flat, and you can recite all of the X-Men without any hesitation. Somewhere deep down, the one thing that you know to be truest is finally coming out and you can’t ignore it anymore.
Artie: It’s never going to be me, because she’ll always be there, right? I’m not blind, Brittany. She sang to you in front of the whole Glee club. Just you.
Brittany: But I love you both…
Artie: I’m sure you do, but the thing is, we can’t do this. It can’t be Brittany and Artie and Santana. I love you, Brittany, but you should be with her. I’ll be fine.
Brittany: Artie…
Artie: We’ll be friends. I promise. Just… go talk to her, okay? Go getcho’ girl.
Brittany: Thank you Artie. You’re the best.