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- Now, Ray-Ray I expect a nine o'clock latte when I arrive,

then at 10:30 for a pick-me-up,

and then at 3:00 for my second wind.

- Nine, 10:30, and three, got it.

- You can start by filing these, hanging that,

and copying these.

Thank you.

So, are we talking strategy?

- Where we stand, where we're headed.

- Oh, before I forget,

we have dinner plans for tomorrow night.

- We do, with who?

- My sister, Georgie, Miss Yale PHD.

She's in town and she's got some Professor friend

who wants to pitch us a book about religion.

- Oh, religion?

You know, I don't think so.

- Trust me, chicken, you're preaching to the converted.

Now, down to business.

I present to you

our next smash hit.

- [Erica] Osso Barko.

- Yeah, it's a cuisine slash healthy living guide for dogs.

What?

What, it's a great companion piece for Sweet Dreams Kitty.

- Sweet Dreams Kitty was an act of desperation, Julianne.

- It's funny.

- It's fluff.

We need to step it up a notch.

You know, something smarter and more sophisticated.

- Well, if you've got a smart, sophisticated idea

that will move units,

I'm, I'm all ears.

Ray-Ray, you're at work, you're not at school.

You can speak up.

- What about an expose on the inner workings

of the Canadian media?

Shine the light on editorial bias

as a consequence of the profit motive.

- And after that pitch I'll need a latte to wake me up.

- 10:30, I'll be right back.

- [Erica] Thanks.

- Yes, Ray-Ray?

Just, this is my first day so I'm nervous,

and when I'm nervous, as you know, I get psychic,

and I just felt something cold pass over me.

Like, death.

- Oh.

- One latte, coming up.

[derisive laughing]

- Yeah, I hate her.

- Julianne.

- "Oh, look at me, I read four books a day,

"so every idea I have must be brilliant."

- Hey, please, just cut her some slack.

- Oh, come on,

you of all people know how I am with my assistants.

- Oh yeah.

- This is a trial by fire

meant to separate the wheat from the chaff.

- Your caffeinated elixir, my lady.

[phone ringing]

- Thank you, Rachel.

- Good morning, 50/50 Press.

Yes, of course, I'll tell them right now.

Okay, bye.

- Okay, we're not psychic over here,

so can you tell us what?

- That was Dori from River Rock.

Your old boss, Frank Galvin, had a heart attack.

- What?

Well, is he okay?

- No, he's dead.

[theme music]

♪ It's clearer inside of me who I will always be

♪ Open me up to my heart

♪ Feels like I'm seeing in the dark

♪ Waking up to my life

♪ To do it all over again and again

♪ Fun 'til the end

♪ The sum of my dreams

♪ And everything I ever wanted to be

- [Julianne] Ooh, Tina Horwitz and her posse.

Check.

The heir apparent,

the devil,

oh hey, and Brent.

Check, check, check.

- Do you think Scott thinks it's weird,

the two of us coming here after his dad fired us?

- No.

Brent flew all the way from Australia to be here.

The least we could do is drive across town to--

[Julianne's phone chiming] Oh.

- Julianne, would you put that away?

We're at a funeral.

- Oh, dammit.

See, it's Georgie, she's gonna come by the office.

She's bringing us an office warming gift.

How much do you wanna bet it's a dictionary?

- Julianne, she's just being nice.

- No, she's trying to butter us up.

It's the last thing I need right now.

- Sorry, she's, she's just beside herself with grief.

- And now ladies and gentlemen,

Thomas Friedken would like to say a few words

to commemorate my Father.

[whispering]

- Those of us that are here,

authors, editors,

humble self-help gurus. [laughing]

Thank you.

We all owe something to Mr. Frank Galvin.

Speaking for myself,

Frank thanked me for turning River Rock around

with The Secret of Now.

You know, he used to say

that we were gonna conquer the world with my little book.

Well, Frank,

mi amigo,

I don't know that we conquered the world,

but, I think we nabbed a little corner of it.

- [Erica] It says here everyone's meeting in the hall

for tea and sandwiches.

- No time, we have to skip it.

- Don't worry something tells me Galvin

would've preferred dancing and whiskey anyway.

- Brent, welcome home.

- [Erica] So we hear that Scott Galvin,

he's inheriting the ship?

- Yes, I now work for Happy Gilmore.

Beer and golf make his world go 'round.

Too bad I don't know my five iron from my wedge.

- Well, better brush up, Tiger.

- Well, if it isn't the staff of 50% at best press.

- Lovely eulogy, Thomas.

I'm surprised you didn't have a table set up graveside

so you could sell T-shirts and books.

- How's my little blonde vulture doing?

You still circling for scraps?

- Still making a career

out of cannibalizing The Secret of Now?

- Frank Galvin leaves behind an empire.

What're you two gonna leave the world?

A drawer full of musty, half finished novels?

A library of frilly, frothy picture books

for the uneducated masses?

Sweet dreams, kitties.

[groaning]

- Friedken, he can just, [groaning]

he can just rot in hell.

- Can't believe you ever slept with him.

- Oh, thank you, Erica.

Thank you for that much needed image of Friedken and I,

naked in his bed, with his hairy hands caressing my--

- Okay, okay, that's enough.

- Michel Strithe was my favorite Professor at U of T.

I had a total brain crush on him.

- [Julianne] Georgie.

- Julianne

Oh my god, it's so good to see you.

- Oh, it's so nice to see you too.

I'm sorry we're late, I'm--

- Oh, don't worry, Rachel has been showing me around.

You must be Erica.

- Hi, I am, it's lovely to finally meet you.

- So I got you a little something.

- Oh, wow.

Look, Erica, it's a dictionary.

- Well, not just any ordinary dictionary,

it's for editors and writers

and it has a thesaurus,

alternative spellings.

- Oh, it's gorgeous, Georgie.

I'm sure we'll use it all the time.

- Nice picture, you look great.

Is this guy an actor?

- No, he's more of a personality.

It's Jay Manuel from America's Next Top Model.

- Sorry, I don't watch reality shows.

- So, Georgie, Julianne tells me

that we're going out for dinner

with a friend of yours tonight?

- Yes, Michel Strithe,

and I admit it, I am biased,

but he really is brilliant,

and he'd look great on a book jacket.

- Hmm. - Really?

And here I was imagining a 75 year old with ear hair

and patches on his elbows.

[laughing]

- [Erica] She's funny.

- Michel Strithe is amazing.

You're going to, as you say, "heart" him.

- Michel Strithe, did he write a piece for The Globe,

on the blurring line between Church and State?

- Yes, it was picked up by the Times.

Christopher Hitchens--

- Quoted him.

Wow, I mean, it's really impressive profile.

- Sounds like.

Okey dokey.

Well, I guess we're gonna see you later tonight,

so I don't wanna keep you for anymore 'cause--

- [Georgie] Oh, looking forward to it.

- Yeah. - See you then.

- Why are you encouraging her?

- Can I just say that Michel Strithe

was the best professor I had

in four years had at U of T?

He is brilliant!

- Rachel, it's three, my second wind's

blown all the way to Scarborough by now.

- Sorry, I'm on it.

[huffing] [phone ringing]

- Julianne, can you just take it down a notch with Rachel?

- I have to get this.

Hey, Tina.

Hey, oh, I know, wasn't the,

the funeral was touching.

Yeah.

- Okay.

One Julianne special, voila.

- Merci beaucoup. - Hey.

Julianne's a tough boss.

- I'm not complaining.

- No, you don't have to, I've been there.

My first job in publishing,

Julianne's assistant.

- No way, really?

- Yeah, but I learned a lot from her.

So, I really,

I think that you just need to read her moods better, okay?

So, for example, if she gets really stressed out

then she air quotes a lot

and her voice gets really, really high

and it's just, it's best to steer clear.

- Thanks, I'll remember that.

- But look you're gonna be fine, okay?

A couple years from now you'll be some big time editor,

and you'll look back at this and laugh.

- Hopefully I'll be a big time writer.

- Oh, you wanna be a writer?

- Oh, don't get me wrong.

I'm so excited to learn about the publishing world.

I just want to end up working

on the other side of the bookshelf.

- Hmm.

I used to wanna be a writer.

- Really?

- Yeah I mean back in the day.

Back in the last millennium, actually.

[laughing]

So have you,

do you write much, or?

- Poetry, a few plays.

I just started plotting out my first novel.

I write every day,

rain or shine.

- Wow, that's amazing.

Good, good for you.

- Anyway, I better get this to Julianne.

It's already 3:06.

[mimicking whip cracking]

[shouting]

[whistle blowing] [cheering]

- Give it up for the best footballer since Maradona.

- [Erica] Whoever that is.

- Wow.

What's a guy gotta do to impress his girlfriend?

- Sorry, that was a really great goal

that you just scored, babe.

- Well, I may never play for Liverpool Football Club,

but a guy can dream.

- Really, that was your dream?

To play professional soccer, football, sorry.

- Oh yeah.

I used to live and breathe the game.

Played in a league a little bit.

- Do you ever wish you would've kept it going?

- I never really think about it to be honest.

Why?

Where's this coming from?

- Oh, it's, it's nothing.

It's just something that Friedken said to me

today at the funeral,

and then Rachel with her whole, you know,

"I wanna write a novel."

Whatever, it's stupid.

- No, it's not.

Not if it's bothering you.

- And it's not that I'm not happy doing what I'm doing.

I mean I love my work.

It's just sometimes I,

sometimes I wonder if I should've tried harder

to become a writer.

- Well, you still could.

You know, I'm not gonna be a professional footballer,

I'm too old and my knees are shot, but, but you,

you could just start writing again.

Nothing's stopping you.

- You're right.

I'm just being a whiner.

- A hot whiner.

You see,

I don't have your talent for words.

Hopefully,

I make up for it in other ways.

- Adam, we're in public.

- You're right.

Wanna make out behind the bleachers?

- Totally. - Okay.

- This pattern can be traced back

to the first beautiful woman, Eve,

who was told by God in Genesis 3:16,

"your husband shall rule you."

- Three little words that have shaped the oppression

of women for centuries.

- But you're trying to show the hidden impact of religion

and how it affects our day to day lives,

and I, I just think that's really fresh.

- Great.

What about you, Julianne, what do you think?

- I think,

that you can write a book about anything.

The question is, will people buy it?

- Well, I think Erica has read and enjoyed Michel's work,

and I can argue for the fact that it's far from prosaic.

- Well, that right there is a problem.

We publish prose, plain and simple,

nothing poetic, nothing fancy--

- Sorry, I think you're misunderstanding.

- No, I understand just fine.

I know what prose means, Georgie.

- Prosaic means boring.

Michel's work is far from boring.

- Okay, let me know if this is what the doctor ordered.

Who'd like to taste it?

- Here, let me.

Mmm, wonderful, buttery with a hint of caramel.

Great choice, Michel.

- Julianne, if you were a wine,

which wine would you be?

- I'm sorry?

- It's a game I used to play in undergrad,

too many wine and cheeses.

[laughing]

- [Ivan] Okay, guys, let me tell you

about tonight's specials.

We have a pan roasted arctic char with orange

and rosemary white sauce with asparagus.

- Was he charming or what?

I went into the pitch prepared to hate it,

but Michel, he totally sold me.

- Well, that makes one of us.

- I thought you two hit it off?

[sighing]

- Where's my latte?

Rachel!

He totally had eyes for you.

- Well, yeah nerds prefer blondes.

Ray-Ray!

- Right here, Julianne.

- [Erica] Morning.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Rachel, I said to make my lattes hot, not scalding, ow.

- Sorry.

- Why don't you just let it cool down.

- Why is this on my desk?

- I left that there for you to peruse at your convenience.

Notes from the course I took with Michel Strithe

during my undergrad.

- Rachel,

so what, you wrote a dissertation, a thesis?

- No, just an overview of Michel's work

on the applications of biblical hermeneutics.

- Rachel,

if I wanted a crash course in Michel Strithe,

I would have asked you.

- I just thought--

- I don't pay you to think.

I pay you to follow directions

and you can't even do that.

If you think just 'cause you have some shiny master's degree

that qualifies you to have ideas that are actually useful,

think again.

- Rachel, Rachel, wait!

What is wrong with you?

- You know what I don't need this, Erica, not today.

- What're you talking about?

Julianne, that was completely unfair.

- We are trying to run a business here,

not train baby geniuses.

- Where are you going?

Julianne, we are still talking.

- No, you're talking, I'm walking.

Julianne!

Wait!

[whooshing]

- Rough day at the office?

- Oh my God, Julianne, she's, she's crazy.

- Well, a loaded statement,

considering that she is your next patient.

- Julianne is my patient?

- Mm-hm.

- Why?

- Well, let's start with what just happened.

You rushed in here exasperated with Julianne's behavior.

- Yes, I think that she,

I mean, she needs to ease up on Rachel,

but I don't think that she needs therapy.

I mean, Julianne, she's just,

she's just Julianne, you know?

I mean, she's treating Rachel

the exact same way that she treated me back in the day.

- I see.

So you're saying that Julianne

has a particular management style.

- She's tough and that's her shtick.

- Okay, she's tough. - Yeah.

- And you can either handle her shtick or you can't.

- Pretty much.

And I know, I was there, I mean,

I had a horrible first day at River Rock.

She, she basically fired me.

- You got your job back though.

- Yeah.

'Cause I figured out how to handle her,

and I just, I wish that Rachel could do the same.

- Well, that's interesting.

Well, why don't you take me back

to your first day at River Rock.

- Well,

things with Julianne,

they were bad from the get go.

She had inherited me from her predecessor

and then I gave her a real reason to hate me.

You know, she wanted to kill this book, Rocket Man,

and instead of following her cues,

I decided to suggest a way to save the book

in front of her entire staff.

So, Julianne,

to put me in my place,

she decided to humiliate me

by reading out loud

some short stories that I had submitted with my resume,

in front of everyone.

Luckily, I was able to prove myself after that,

because if hadn't, I, I'd be gone.

And look, it's not the way that I manage,

but you have to admit, she gets results.

So either the assistant,

they figure her out, find a way to work with her,

or [mimicking whooshing] they're gone.

- Let's test this theory.

I want you to return to your first day at River Rock,

and be the perfect assistant.

Use all of your knowledge of Julianne to blow her mind.

To meet and exceed her every expectation.

[whooshing]

[phone ringing]

- I didn't get here because I look good in a skirt.

I earned it.

You want on my team, you better do the same.

So you have two degrees in English lit,

never worked as an editorial assistant before.

Never even worked in publishing before.

You're how old?

- I'm 30, two.

[laughing] Sorry.

It's just 'cause I'm 27

and I took my first proofreading job

right out of high school.

- Look, Julianne, I know that you have qualms, but--

- Ooh, yes, I do,

because people with two English lit degrees,

who use words like qualms in everyday language,

are usually literature snobs

and I have no time for them.

- Right, and despite what you might think,

I am not some ivory tower English-lit snob.

- Yeah, I beg to differ.

See, I read your short collection

of even shorter stories left behind by my predecessor.

They're very heavy.

I wrote those a very long time ago

and, I wouldn't mind having those back,

if you're-- - Nuh uh uh.

Still reading.

Who knows maybe I'll even show them to Frank Galvin.

Brent!

Can you show Erica to the coffee lounge?

Time to send her to school.

- White poppy on your first pull.

The force is strong in you.

- Well, you know, you pick things up here and there.

[gasping] Brent!

- I just saved your life.

If you were to serve Julianne this with these.

- Of course, Julianne only drinks organic espresso.

- I keep a spare bag in my emergency drawer.

Julianne goes Hannibal if you make her a latte with reg.

[laughing]

- Yes.

- She gets that sexy little curl in her lip.

God, she can be so hot.

I'll BRB with the beans.

- Good morning.

- Oh, 'kay,

Dr. Tom, this is very, very weird.

- Oh, why is that?

- Because this only happened two years ago.

I mean, I like a little distance from my deja vu's.

- Oh, I see.

Well, other than that, how goes your second first day?

Julianne, is she still being a,

a "passive aggressive bitch face?"

- You're enjoying this, aren't you?

- Sure.

- What am I doing here,

other thank photocopying and making lattes?

- You have a patient and a theory,

and hat do you do with a theory?

You test it.

- Okay, so once I become the perfect assistant

and Julianne loves me,

that's gonna prove?

- That you're right.

That "sometimes a cigar is just a cigar," Sigmund Freud.

Or, in your case, a shtick is just a shtick.

Now what about Rocket Man?

You were that book's sole champion.

Without you, Julianne'll kill it.

- Right.

So, I guess I, I just take my own advice.

Because the first time around I, like Rachel,

I just, I chose the wrong moment

and you can't contradict your boss in public

and expect a medal.

So, this time,

I'll do it in private.

- Sounds like you have a great plan

and I hope it works out for you.

Oh, by the way, I made myself a doppio espresso,

but I finished the beans.

I hope that's okay.

- Would you just?

- Hello. - Hello.

- Who's that?

- Oh, I think he's from accounting.

- With those cheek bones?

Me no think so.

Oh, I absolutely heart

the way you've created subfolders

within my documents file.

And what do we have here?

A title page with the title bolded and underlined.

I am in heaven!

- Oh good,

'cause I aim to please.

- Please and thank you.

However, your lattes, though aesthetically pleasing,

leave much to be desired in the taste department.

- Okay. - So, all in all,

I still think this might work out.

- Great.

- Next task, Marcus Stahl's outline.

Read it, type up some notes.

Frank Galvin loves him,

so we better look like we tried to come up with something,

but frankly, I'm just not feeling the juice.

[phone ringing] Oh.

Hello, Mr. Friedken.

Oh, I'm doing faboo.

I've got a brand new office, a new title,

a wonderful new assistant.

- Oh.

- Well, I think our appointment's right before lunch, no?

I love, love, love the new pages on The Darlings of Pop.

I'm telling you, Brent,

my first slate is gonna knock the pants

right off Frank Galvin.

- Figuratively speaking, I hope.

[laughing]

- Yeah.

OMG.

.77 millimeter tip ballpoint retractable pens

in blue and red.

A plus, newbie.

- Oh, lucky guess.

Can I take her home with me?

- Listen, Julianne, do you have a minute?

There's something I'd like to talk to you about.

In private.

- Oh, of course.

Mi office es su office.

- Great.

So, I,

I went over Stahl's material like you asked

and I actually think that there is juice in this.

- Really?

- Yes, you see, Stahl,

he launched the Banting 7204 satellite

which sparked a revolution in digital communication.

- E.T. phone home, I don't see how that applies.

- Wait, there's more.

He did it all while he was addicted to crack.

- Stahl was addicted to crack?

- He had a family, he was a titan of business,

but there he was, night after night,

smoking crack with gang members.

And I know that that sounds bleak--

- Yeah, it really does.

- But it's not, because he beat his addiction,

he got his family back,

he won his way back to the top of the business world.

I mean, it is a story of redemption,

of triumph over adversity,

and I really feel like,

like there's a lot of juice in that.

- Erica, I asked you to make some notes

to show Galvin that we tried,

not pitch me a whole book.

- Oh, I,

I just thought--

- Well, I don't pay you to think.

Just leave it with me, anyway.

Thank you.

Ah. - Hey.

Am I interrupting anything?

- You? Never.

[laughing]

Erica, two latte's, pronto Toronto.

- I need to give you some notes.

- [Julianne] Yeah.

- Hurricane warning.

Mistress's meeting is off to a bad start.

I think maybe you should steer clear.

- Oh I don't think, I just do what I'm told,

and Julianne wants two lattes.

"Pronto Toronto."

- I am not sure that the reading public

wants to hear a metaphysical exploration

of parallel realities from you.

- Jules, you're telling me

what my reading public wants and doesn't want?

- No, no, I'm just saying I, I just don't know

that people will understand the subject matter.

- You don't think you will.

Look, Jules, just because you don't understand

what I'm proposing, doesn't mean other people won't.

- Excuse me, here are your lattes.

- Okay, here's what I'm proposing, Jules.

Why don't you leave the thinking to me?

And you can busy yourself with pretty book covers

and fun marketing campaigns.

- Thomas-- - Buh buh buh buh.

What did I just say?

Now, I want a meeting with Frank today.

- Erica, go.

- Excuse me.

[stunned laughing]

- No, of course, of course, of course.

Yes, I'll, I will set up a meeting

with Frank today, run it up the flagpole.

- That is the smartest thing you have said all day, kitten.

[dramatic music]

[exhaling deeply]

- Erica, could you gather up the troops?

I want everyone in the department in my office, stat.

- Of course, of course.

Excuse me.

Excuse me. - Oh no, no, no.

Erica, you stay.

No, I want you to have every opportunity

to see how things work around here.

- Of course.

- Okay, I have a stunning work of staggering genius

straight from the slush pile.

- This is a ritual we used to do at the other office.

Julianne reads from the worst submissions.

It's hilarious.

- Settle in, everyone.

[clearing throat]

The house is an abattoir.

Smoke billows from the chimney and up,

breaking apart in the night sky.

- Okay, that's it.

- Is there a problem, Erica?

- Yes, there is a problem.

I need to speak to you alone, stat.

[clapping] Pronto Toronto, people.

- Yeah, if you think that I'm impressed

with your little act of rebellion, think again.

- Listen, I'm,

I'm gonna tell you something.

- Oh great, you've got 15 seconds.

- No, I'm not doing that again.

- 12. - Julianne.

- Tick tock, tick tock.

- Would you shut up and listen to me?

I thought that the whole trial by fire thing

was an attempt to separate the wheat from the chaff,

but it's not, it's all about you using your stress

and taking it out on your subordinates

because they can't can't fight back.

Well guess what I am fighting back

and telling you that the way that you act is wrong.

- Are you finished?

- Yes.

- I have been in the biz for 10 years.

You've been in it for one day.

There is no way that these are your notes.

- Well, they are.

- You listen to me, okay?

- There is just no way that some over the hill secretary

figured out a book that I passed on.

No way.

- Oh my God.

You're threatened by these.

[laughing]

- I don't think so.

You know what, pack up your things.

Be on your way.

- You're firing me?

- For insubordination, rudeness, and an out of control ego.

Adios.

[dramatic music]

- I can't believe it.

Julianne is insecure?

- Sometimes a cigar is not just a cigar.

- But why?

I mean, she is so competent and she's so experienced.

- And yet she reads your notes and she feels inadequate.

- It's bizarre, honestly it just, it makes no sense to me.

- Well feelings rarely make any kind of rational sense

until we understand why we have them.

"With the possible exception of the Equator,

"everything begins somewhere," C.S. Lewis.

- So I need to go and figure out why Julianne's insecure

and then fix it.

But that's gonna be, that's really hard to do.

You can't just go up to someone and say,

"don't feel insecure."

- Well, let me ask you something.

Do I ever fix you, Erica?

- No, but you help me see what's going on though

and, and then, I fix myself.

- A plus, newbie.

[dramatic music]

[phone ringing]

- Come on, Julianne, answer the phone.

Where are you?

Julianne!

Julianne?

Hello, Julianne?

Hey.

- Hey, Erica, what're you doing here?

- Well, look, I was calling and calling you

and you didn't answer the phone,

and I then I got here and the door was open and--

- Julianne,

is everything okay?

Erica, hi.

I'm gonna get going.

Good night.

- Oh my God.

- Oh man.

- Why?

- [Julianne] I don't know why.

- Julianne, you just slept with a man you don't even like

and you don't know why?

I mean, come on, this isn't like you.

- No, it's exactly like me.

Freidken,

I didn't like him either.

Ever since Georgie told me she was coming into town,

I've had this,

like permanent knot in my stomach.

- Do you think that it's the same for her?

- I don't understand the question.

Well, it's just, you know, you,

you painted Georgie out to be this monster

and the woman that I met,

she seemed really genuinely happy to see you.

So what is this really about?

- It's just she makes me feel like crap.

Everything she says, everything she does.

All the time.

Even when we were kids, I mean, my pa...

- Your parents?

- My parents used to say,

"Georgie is our smart one, and Julianne...

"Julianne's our fun one."

- But you wanted to be the smart one.

- Yeah.

Oh my God.

[crying]

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- Have you ever told Georgie about how you feel?

I mean, about growing up and the two of you?

- Are you kidding me?

She would laugh right in my face

and tell me to grow up.

- No.

I don't think she would.

- Oh, you don't know my sister.

- I don't think you know your sister.

- I don't understand,

you slept with Michel to get back at me?

For what?

- Not to get back at you.

- Really?

I bring you a potential author

who you know is a friend of mine,

and it just happened?

- No, no, Georgie, it didn't.

[sighing]

I slept with Michel because I just wanted to feel

like I had something to offer.

- What're you talking about?

You know what, Julianne?

Fine.

It's par for the course.

- I am talking about last night, okay?

I am talking about dinner.

I sounded like such an idiot.

I just wanted to make my,

myself feel better.

[clearing throat]

So I called, I called Michel and, and,

oh, this is gonna sound so pathetic.

I just thought,

so maybe I'm, I'm dumb,

but, you know, at least I'm pretty.

At least I've got that, you know?

- Julianne.

You're not dumb. [crying]

How could you even think that?

- Georgie, you're the one with brains in this family.

You have a PHD, you teach at Yale.

- You own your own publishing company.

You're self made,

you're behind a best selling book.

I mean, Julianne,

this is apples and oranges here.

[sighing]

When I called to tell you that I was coming to town,

it didn't feel like you wanted to see me.

And I thought it was because you live this cool,

incredible life, hanging out with actors

and TV personalities,

and I'm your boring, nerdy, loser sister

cramping your style.

Julianne, do you have any idea what it was like

with you as my sister in our house?

At our school?

- I really don't know what you're talking about.

- I'll make a list,

Dad's favorite, head cheerleader, miss popular.

I couldn't compete.

I was in awe of you.

[stunned laughing]]

- Okay, that's not how I remember it at all.

I mean, you were the one with the straight A's

who mom and dad were actually proud of.

- Me? Julianne.

Mom and dad have a framed copy of The Secret of Now

in their living room.

And every time I call, it's "Julianne's publishing this,"

"Julianne met so and so."

- And "Georgie presented a paper in Berlin"

and "Georgie just got published in the New York Times."

- Wow.

[laughing] - Wow.

[pleasant music]

- Honey, I'm home.

- Cutie.

- I got you a present.

- What is it?

Oh, what's this for?

- Oh, I figured you were gonna start writing,

you're gonna need something to write on.

You don't like it?

- No, I do, it's just--

- Really 'cause your face is saying something different.

[laughing]

- It's just,

I'm already kinda over it.

You know, I mean, yesterday, it was just,

it was, it was such a weird day

with the funeral and then,

and then Rachel starting.

I think I just caught up in the wondering,

you know, and, but I can always use

the notebook for other things.

So thank you.

- Sorry, can we just back up a sec?

You said you wanted to start writing

and now you're saying you don't.

- Not really.

- Not really?

You didn't just wanna be a writer yesterday, Erica.

So, come on,

tell me what's going on.

- I don't know.

I mean, what, what if I'm bad?

- Yeah, you might be bad.

But,

you might be great.

There's only one way of finding out.

[uplifting music]

- Insecurity, it's in all of us.

That voice inside that tells us

we can't do something,

that we're not good enough,

that we shouldn't even try.

And when we listen to the voice,

we hold ourselves back

in ways we don't even realize.

All because we're scared

to take a chance,

to face our fears,

to see what we're really capable of.

Well,

Julianne, would you,

would you like to start?

- Oh.

Rachel,

I want you to know this is really, really hard for me.

It's hard because I don't often apologize.

But that's what I'm doing.

I apologize for,

for how I treated you.

It was unprofessional,

and it was,

it was unfair,

and I wish I could take it back,

but I can't.

So, if you no longer feel that you can work here,

then I'll understand.

- So what do you say?

- I say,

Apology accepted.

But under one condition,

That you won't ever scream at me the way you did ever again.

- I won't, I promise.

But I can't promise that--

- You won't snap at me or call me Ray-Ray.

- Okay, that, this,

cannot keep happening.

No psychics allowed.

Here?

This is a no fly zone.

- I'll try.

And yes, Julianne,

I'll go and get you a latte right now.

[laughing]

- I think I love her.

- Okay, okay.

- I'm really proud of you.

Thank you.

- [Adam] So, have you decided

what you're gonna publish instead?

- Probably Osso Barko,

unless you have a better title.

[laughing] - Hmm?

- And even if I did, 50/50 wouldn't publish it.

- No, why not?

- Well, because, you've slept with the author

and that's a big no no.

Just ask poor old Michel Strithe.

[knocking on door]

Who's that, you expecting someone?

[knocking on door]

- Coming!

[knocking on door]

Sammy.

- Erica, I'm so glad you're home.

Oh, I'm, I'm sorry.

Hi, Adam.

- No, it's fine, come on in.

What is it, is everything okay?

- Yeah, yes,

and no.

But I think more yes than no.

- Sam, okay, you're killing me, what is it?

- I'm pregnant.

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