All language subtitles for Being Erica (2009) - S04E02 - Osso Barko (1080p AMZN WEB-DL x265 MONOLITH)_track3_[eng]

- 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]

[dramatic music]

- 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.

[theme music]