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No, I'm fine. I just didn't want to wake you.

I just thought I'd get in early.

It's like it's your first day.

No, of course not. I'm fine.

-This is a good day. -Yes. No, I know.

It's where you set out your stall.

Yes, the sky is blue, the birds are singing and so on.

Not here, obviously, but somewhere. Definitely. Yeah.

How bad can it actually be?

That is a stupid question. It could be terrible.

But she might be really nice. I've met with some normal Americans.

At least with Jonathan you know where you stand with him.

I can read him like a book.

-Can you? -Yeah, of course.

It's not exactly War and Peace.

No.

Hi.

Hi. - Hi.

-So today is the day? -Yes.

Look, it's just another day, okay?

Yes.

We carry on as normal.

She can observe if she wants to. That is up to her.

-Yeah. -Exactly. Yeah.

-Julia, hi. - Jonathan.

I got in today...

No, Julia, slow down. You're not making sense.

Julia, are you all right?

What's happened?

No, because...

Outside my office, please.

I tried to tell her.

Hey, Jonathan.

It's so great to meet you. This is so exciting.

Yes, uh, great.

-This is unbelievable. -Outrageous.

And predictable.

Are they gonna have this every morning?

They can't, surely. It's impossible.

Hey, guys. So sorry to keep you waiting.

Oh, no, please, take a seat.

Oh, my God, did I just take your seat, Jonathan?

-It's fine. - I'm so sorry.

No, no, it's okay. I'll just...

Right. Okay.

-No, no, no, no! -Oh, my God, what?

He's not supposed to sit down there. This is wrong.

Oh. Shit.

-Oh, no. -Really, it's nothing.

-What is it? -You have the same birthday

-as Tuppence Middleton? -Do I?

-Yes. And Robert Mugabe apparently. -Oh. Right.

Oh, wow! Uh...

A bracelet!

Well, you know.

Ollie, that's really... I mean, it's so... Oh, right, Kate Winslet.

-Yes. -You got this from the gift cupboard.

I just thought if she doesn't want it,

-then happy birthday, Misha. -It's lovely. Thank you.

Before we begin, I just want to say I know this may feel odd to you guys.

A new face at the table, a new voice in the room, if you will,

but you should know that's not what this is.

-Thank you. -My job is to help and support you

-in any way I can, in any way you need. -Sure.

I'm going to have to learn how to do that.

Exactly, yes.

Perhaps, if I could speak from our perspective...

Sure. We had something we wanted to share with you

that we thought might be a terrific way to celebrate this new beginning.

-All right. -So what we were thinking is...

-Phoebe Dynevor. -Phoebe Dynevor?

-Sure. - That's it?

-That's the whole thought? - Absolutely.

What better way to mark this moment

than to recruit the star of Bridgerton into our new family?

Yeah, okay, the problem with that is that, she already has a family.

They're called Dean Street Management.

Right. Kevin, you maybe want to speak to that.

Sure. Our understanding, Jonathan...

-I'm sorry, forgive me, but... -Oh, I'm sorry, yes.

So, everyone, this is Kevin.

-Hi. -Kevin is currently the best assistant

-working anywhere. -That's probably not true.

Everyone should have a Kevin.

Our understanding is that Phoebe may actually be unhappy at Dean Street.

Let me just get this clear. Phoebe is looking for a new agent.

-She could be. -Maybe she should be.

-Right? -Yeah.

-Okay, but the point is that... -The point is this is irrelevant.

It really doesn't matter if she is happy or miserable.

We do not go out and steal clients.

-Absolutely. -We don't do that.

Right. But our goal here is to grow this beautiful thing

you guys have built together, right?

-Not to end up having to downscale... -To downscale?

Right. So this could be a pretty cool solve for one of you.

Sure. -We're on a journey here

and, one way or another, we're going to get to the starting line.

-The starting line? -Absolutely.

We are so excited about this.

We so are.

Brilliant, love. Thank you, Cece.

Marcus, this is Zoe Spencer.

Zoe, good to see you.

-Yes. But can I just say before we start? - Hmm.

Clara is the most incredible character.

-Yes, isn't she? -I love her.

Yeah, me too.

She was actually based on my great grandmother.

-Oh, my God, really? -Mm-hmm.

-She was in the actual war? -Oh, yes. Radar control mostly.

Wow. God, I love her even more now.

-I mean, the character. -Yeah.

Not that I wouldn't love her as well.

-Is she still alive? -I'm afraid not.

No, of course. Sorry.

Well, how do you feel about just doing one?

-Shall we? -Yes. No, absolutely.

Okay, great. I will read in David. If you want to direct your lines to me,

-that would be great. -Sure.

All right, and make it your own.

-Yes. Thanks. - Okay, great.

I'm sorry.

I want to do this.

I have to do it. If you love me, you'd know that. Look, look at me.

David, please, don't turn away. Look at me.

-Well, of course, it's a threat. -It's a test.

Who can bring me Phoebe? Or else someone gets shot.

-Look, this is ridiculous. -I wish she'd stop fucking smiling.

-Yeah. -Freaks me out.

No one is getting fired. Trust me.

Trust you? I'm afraid the truth is you don't have the authority anymore.

-We'll see about that, shall we? -Yes, we shall.

We need to discuss how we respond.

How we respond? There's nothing to discuss.

We stick together, otherwise, we might as well give up now.

Okay, if that's the general view...

-Hey. -Hi.

Excuse me. Do you guys have rice milk?

-Rice milk? -For Kirsten, yes.

-Uh... -I couldn't find any earlier.

-Rice milk? -Uh, no.

-No. -Of course not.

-Sorry. -That's great.

Thanks, guys.

Rice milk?

Okay, to be clear, no one's going to be approaching Phoebe.

-Right. -Right.

-You're going to tell her. -Of course. Yeah. Yeah. Okay.

Good.

Uh, sorry. What's happening?

I need to be able to see Kirsten.

-It's crucial for me. -This is my desk.

-Maybe if you could... -No!

Jesus!

That's where David lives.

-Okay. -He lives there.

You shouldn't touch that.

No, you shouldn't.

Right.

Right hand down a bit. -More?

No. Too much, back, yeah, back a bit.

Okay? -There. Great.

How's the shift to father's office?

-Good. -It's more you somehow.

-I've forgotten something, I'll be back. -Okay.

-Hi. - Yes?

I just wanted to ask Jonathan something.

-Jonathan's busy at the moment. -Right, I mean, he's right there.

-Hi. -Hi.

-Have you got a moment? -Uh, I've got a lot going on.

Yes. Yes, I know.

-It's just... I just have this script. -A script?

It's not by me. Could you read it?

-Oh... -I mean, it's really good.

I'd love to know what you think,

-'cause actually... -Not now, okay?

Right.

I'm sorry. Maybe some other time. I mean, today of all days.

-Right. Yeah. -I mean, is this... Anything else?

No. Uh... No, that's fine.

Okay, good.

-He's actually very busy. -Yes.

-I forgot this, I'm sorry. -What?

This.

Right, yeah, great.

Perhaps, you'll get to light it one day.

Yes. Yes.

Ooh. Stapler. Fantastic.

She'd never do it.

-Anyone who smiles that much. -No.

It's just marking territory. Arrive, make a statement.

I'll tell you one thing, if she was going to let someone go.

-Dan! -I know,

but if that's what this is about, it's not gonna be Jonathan or Stella.

-No. -So, really,

it's gonna be either you or me.

Yeah.

Which means it's probably gonna be you.

Yes, exactly. Or you.

Hmm.

Hello, it's Stella Hart here.

Uh, I'd like to make an appointment to see Dr. Winterslow, please.

-Yes.

Yes, I mean, I can make that.

You couldn't make it sooner? No, it's nothing urgent.

At least I'm sure it's nothing urgent.

I'd just like her opinion on something, that's all.

Thank you.

Oh, thank you. Yeah, I just got here.

Hi, it's Phoebe Dynevor. I'm here for the photo shoot.

Upstairs in the drawing room. -Drawing room. Thank you.

That's hilarious. He didn't.

There's a few changes to the schedule.

-I had to bring a few things forward. - Okay.

Lot of people...

This evening, you're checking in with the LA office at 6:00.

That takes you to your call with Universal,

which I've allocated 30 minutes for.

Then you have a tea break

which takes you to your call with Shonda Rhimes.

I don't need 30 minutes to drink tea.

I can put something there.

-Yes, you can. -

-Jonathan. -Hi, there.

I was wondering if we could chat.

-Absolutely. -Perhaps, just the two of us?

Sure.

Right. Um, I should probably just come out and say it.

No, please do.

So, uh, we've discussed it as a team, and the thing is, uh,

we're not going to be pursuing Phoebe Dynevor as a client.

-Oh. -For the reasons we mentioned at the time.

No, sure. You know what you're doing, right?

Well, yeah.

We would love it if you guys thought about it.

-We have thought about it. -Sure.

-That was us thinking about it. -Absolutely. It's so exciting.

I'm putting a flag

in everyone's calendar for a debrief with Kirsten, end of day Friday.

-Debrief? Wait a minute.

How the fuck did you do that?

You hadn't checked "global calendar sharing" on your network.

Global calendar sharing?

-Yes. We fixed that. -This is my calendar.

It's mine. It's for me.

Now everybody else can see it, too.

-That other thing we talked about? - Sure.

Other thing?

It's UWT policy that we don't carry any dead weight when it comes to clients.

Dead weight?

We thought it would be great to get into the list...

All right. Okay. Thank you. Um, with the greatest respect,

we've been doing this a long time and who we choose to represent as clients

is a matter of choice.

It's not something that can be got into by anybody else.

-Sure. -Absolutely. Oh, my gosh,

I love where your head is with this, Jonathan.

Totally. 100%.

Okay, speak soon. Yeah, bye.

-Hey! -Hi!

Uh, Hugo, right?

Uh...

-Sorry. I just had to nip to the bathroom. -Yes, so...

-Lovely to meet you. -Yes, you too.

-This all looks exciting. -Yes, the thing is...

-I've been looking at these. -Oh, uh, right.

-I really like them. -Yes. They're nice.

Do you want to talk me through what you're thinking?

Sure. Uh, so...

-Well, this is a red jumper. -Mm-hmm.

And, um... I like it because it's... It's red.

Compared to other kinds of jumpers all over, this is a knitwear

that you might end up with. Uh, Valentino.

-Phoebe. - Yes?

I'm so sorry. It's chaos on the Northern Line.

-Uh, so... -Hugo.

Stylist. I am so sorry if I kept you waiting.

Okay.

-Oh. So, you're the stylist? -Yes.

I mean, who am I then?

Yeah, I suppose I have the same question.

Yes.

-Hey. - Hi.

Is this a good moment?

-Is this... -Yeah.

Close the door!

-Sorry. -For fuck's sake.

I'm sorry, yes. It's okay, though, I haven't told anyone.

No. So?

I did some asking around.

-I didn't say who I was. -Right.

So, apparently, Phoebe is really unhappy at Dean Street.

She's unhappy with their projects.

-Ugh. Honestly. -Like cashing in, basically.

-I mean, fuckwits. -Yes.

-Yeah. So? -Okay.

But one thing I did find out is that she goes running

-every morning on Hampstead Heath. -Right.

-Yeah. -Oh, shit.

-Why... -For Christ's sake,

why do they always have to run?

-Hey! -Yes, hey.

Shit! Yes, the audition, how did it go?

-So, well, I think. -No, of course, it did. I mean, it's you.

Marcus is great. He's so nice.

-Good. -He took me out to lunch

and we talked about the part.

-He took you out to lunch? -Yes.

Lunch as in the two of you or...

No, just us.

They've got some people to see, but he was serious.

-Yes. -He's going to call you tomorrow.

That's great.

Will he call? It's not just a thing directors say?

-No, he'll call. -He took me to lunch.

-Yes, you said, yes. -I know.

I'm sorry. I always do this.

-Look, didn't I tell you you'd be great? -You did. Yes.

Thank you, Dan.

-Yeah. -Thank you. Thank you.

Sorry, when did this arrive?

Uh, I'm not sure. I changed them when I got back from my audition.

-Right. -It went really well, by the way.

Fuck!

With respect,

your soap opera is nothing without Jordan O'Connor.

This is not good.

They can't kill off Ryan Swan.

My mom loves him. She's going to be gutted.

He was in the original cast.

She is obsessed with Greenfield Road.

He does not need this now. He is in a fragile place.

-He's leaving. -No. Jonathan.

Yes. Sorry, what am I like?

-This is so typical of him. -Of Jonathan?

-No. Jordan. -Jordan, yes.

Everything is always about him.

Okay, Jordan O'Connor has, like, issues.

-Issues? -Yeah, he threw a coffee at a runner once.

-Shit. -It was cold.

-Oh, right. -That's why he threw it.

-Yes. -But then,

he threw another coffee at another runner, but it was hot.

Okay.

-I don't know why he threw that one. -No.

Dream the fuck on! Goodbye!

Poor Jonathan.

Yes.

Yeah.

No, I understand. Right, but Ryan,

he's spending at that exact moment so, that's a perfect...

-Yes, I completely agree with that. -

Well, let's do this then. How about I call Ryan,

give him a quick talk...

-Yeah? -This is ridiculous.

I know it is.

It's nearly nine o'clock.

There's nothing to stop you going.

And have my card marked as the one that leaves first?

Sorry, I've got another call.

No, Jonathan...

Dan, hi.

-How will we ever get out? -For God's sake!

-Oh. Hi. Yes. -Good night, Dan.

Right, good night. You're just leaving then?

That's how I intend to get home.

-Right. Yeah. -Come on, Mathias. See you tomorrow, Dan.

Yeah. See you in the morning. Yeah.

Yes.

Uh, we'll probably be here for another three hours. Yeah.

Okay, Misha Virani, it is your special night,

and so you can choose where we go next.

-Oh, I don't know. -We should do karaoke!

-Karaoke? -Do they not call it that in Scotland?

-Okay, I will hook it up. -Okay. Good!

-Misha. -Hey.

Hi. How are you?

Good. Thanks. Well, I'm a bit drunk.

Whoa. Okay. Happy birthday.

-Oh, thanks. -Oh, is this a party?

I don't know if you'd call it that.

I get it, don't worry.

Um... Is Beardy here?

-What? -Your boyfriend. Is he one of them?

What do you mean?

-Okay. -I don't have one.

-I don't know what you're saying. -I'm gonna let...

Why don't I call you and we can catch up about...

Yeah, okay. You call me.

Have a nice birthday party. Happy birthday, Misha.

-Luke. -Hi, Luke.

Okay, ultimate karaoke song, go.

Oh. We're still doing that?

I booked us a booth at Vocal Chord.

"I Want To Dance With Somebody"?

Oh, my God.

We are so doing that as a duet, okay? Come on, let's go!

If it's gonna be like this, I'm gonna sleep in the afternoons.

Yeah.

-When does she even eat? -Hmm.

Maybe she goes home and powers down.

-Should we talk about something else? -Okay. Yeah.

-Whoa. What's happened to you? -What?

Usually, that's my cue to get my coat.

Nothing's happened to me.

-Why? -Holy shit.

-What? -Margaux Martorana.

-What about her? -No, it's great, really.

I'm happy for you, that's all.

Well, thanks a lot.

She's gone to Paris now.

She's gone, so...

Relationships are a trade-off.

You lose the excitement of not knowing where you're gonna wake up,

but you get to stay at home and watch Bake Off

and choose someone you can both hate together.

-Jesus. -Okay.

-What did you do last Saturday? -Uh...

Margaux made a Quiche Florentine and I watched.

Right. And how was that?

-It was unbelievable. -Well, there you go.

-So, it's excitement or quiche? -Uh, well, yeah, pretty much.

I'm gonna need another one. Same again?

Well, obviously, yes.

Please try, for me.

Mom, I can't. How can I save him?

I don't know. -I'm just an assistant.

There must be a way. You're brilliant.

It won't be the same without him.

Mom, I need to go to bed. It's not my birthday anymore.

Good night, Misha. Sleep well.

Hydrate or you're going to wake up with a headache.

Yes, Mom.

-I love you. -Love you, too.

-Bye. -Bye.

-Hey. -Morning. Hi. So...

-Watch out! -

-I'm so sorry about this. -No, don't be.

It's not a big deal.

-Thanks for calling the ambulance. -Of course.

If you're okay now, I should probably be...

Uh, I just wanted to say...

You see, this is such a weird coincidence.

-Okay. -Do you believe in fate?

-No, not really. -I feel like this is a sign.

You have also just run into a tree, though.

No, I mean, I'm not sure how to put this,

-but, I'm an agent. -An agent?

-Yeah. -What, like a secret agent?

No, no, like an "agent" agent.

Wait, sorry. Were you following me?

-No, no, no. I was just behind a tree. -What?

Just give me 30 seconds of you life, alright?

You're a once-in-a-lifetime talent. You should be happy.

You should be doing what you want to.

You're Phoebe Dynevor.

No, I know I am.

-I wouldn't be able to... -Wait. Sorry, this is a bit weird.

-Yeah. - Jesus.

No, no, no, no.

-Are you okay? -What are you doing here?

I'm your emergency contact.

-Yes. -Which is fine. I had no idea that...

It was me who actually phoned you.

Oh, right.

-I mean, what the fuck? -Hi.

-You two know each other? -You know each other?

You two know each other?

Look, this is a coincidence.

Wow. Okay, that's a lot of coincidences going on.

So you two are from the same agency?

-What are the chances? -I don't believe this.

-I know. -I don't believe either.

-Which one? -Uh, which one?

Yes. So I can make sure I never go anywhere near it.

I think maybe we shouldn't...

Nightingale Hart.

Right. Okay. Yeah, fine.

-Nightingale Hart? -Yeah.

"Nightingale" as in "Jonathan Nightingale"?

-Yeah. -Yes. Why?

-Thanks, Julia. Great. -Yes.

Wow! What the hell is that?

Viennese Strudel Surprise.

-Christ! -Thought you might like it.

-Yeah, well, thank you, Julia. -Yes.

-Oh. Simon Gould phoned. -Simon Gould?

He missed the Casualty audition

because he thinks he went to the wrong hospital.

The wrong hospital?

Yes, I know. He sounded in quite a state. Anyway, he said he'd love to talk to you.

-Right. Yeah, thank you. -Yes.

And as you begin to sage your space,

repeat after me, "The past does not define me,

-"this is a new beginning." -The past does not define me.

This is a new beginning.

Hi. Yeah, sure.

No. Fuck!

-What? -No, no, no, no, no.

-What's happened? -I was only messing about.

Oh, my God. -What am I gonna do?

No, this is, like, amazing.

Jonathan's going to be furious.

I know he will.

He does not need this.

-I was just trying to help him. -Why?

-"Why?" -That's what I do.

It's my job.

So there's a dog in this office?

-Yes. -I don't want to know.

I'll deal with it.

-Absolutely. -Great.

-Great. -Great.

Great, great, great.

Simon, hi. It's Jonathan.

Jonathan, hello.

-How lovely to hear from you. -Yeah.

-How are you? -I'm okay. Thanks.

I know what you're calling about.

-Well... -I'm so sorry.

-Yeah. -The truth is I hadn't slept.

I really wanted this one, you know,

and I literally couldn't read the directions.

-Actually... -Do you ever get that,

when your eyes won't work?

Yeah. So, it wasn't just Casualty I was calling about.

Don't tell me you got me another audition.

-Well... -I honestly don't deserve it.

Okay, right.

The thing is... The reason I wanted to talk to you,

and this isn't an easy conversation to have.

Oh, darling boy.

But I think it's probably the right time to have it.

Um, there comes a time with the client when you have to ask yourself

whether or not you've done everything you can for them.

Ah!

And if that happens, I think you owe it to them to...

Well, give them a chance to make a fresh start somewhere else.

As I say, not an easy conversation to have.

Simon?

-Simon? -The thing is, I've been so lucky.

So lucky. I can't begin to tell you.

-Or to thank you. -Well, I mean, look...

And your dear Dad, of course,

-lovely Richard. -Yeah.

Promise you'll take care of yourself. Promise me that.

Uh, yep. Uh, I mean, I will.

Uh, Jon... Uh, Jonathan Nightingale.

Right. Okay. Sorry?

What do you mean? What petition?

I'm sorry. I was just trying to help.

-To help? -Yes.

Do you know what you've done?

Me and Ollie were talking about it.

-Well, that's... -I thought that if they could see

what the character means to people, they might change their minds.

You are Rebecca's assistant, not mine.

-Yes. -It's my name above the door still.

I will not be forced to defend something

-I know nothing about. -It won't happen again.

Well, no, it will not.

I'll take it down.

-Huh, no. -No?

Well, not yet. Let's just see where it goes.

But we cannot go on like this.

-Oh, my God. -Yes.

He was this close to firing her. I could smell it in his eyes.

Well, you know why he didn't?

What?

-I can't. I shouldn't. -What? Okay, no, you so should.

-You mustn't tell anyone. -I know. What?

It's because of who her father is.

-Her father? -Yes. He's a client of Jonathan's.

Why hasn't she said?

-Because she can't. She... -She can't?

Oh, my God, no. Oh, my God, a love child.

-Who? -You promise...

I promise. Just tell me who.

David Tennant.

-Who? -David Tennant.

Ollie?

-Have you got a minute?

Christ. What the hell happened to you?

Let me get this straight.

We agreed we weren't going to approach her.

-Yes. -Yes.

All of us collectively. And, then, both of you separately...

Well, mine was just a fluke.

-Yeah, I just ran into her. -You ran into a tree.

Yes. The thing is that when we told her

-where we were from, something happened. -What's this?

She said she'd only be prepared to talk to you.

Okay. Well...

-Oh. No, please don't do that face. -What face?

That face you do when everything's going your way.

I think that's just his face. Isn't it?

No. Uh... That's still gonna be a no.

Oh, I like the direction you went that time,

but that one's an absolutely not, so...

Okay.

-Hey, Stella? -Yes, good night.

-Before you go... -Yes?

So, about the dog...

"The dog"?

Kirsten really doesn't do dogs.

-She doesn't do them? -Forget the details,

but she cannot be in the same space.

-Right. -I thought you should know.

Yes. Well, it's going to be an interesting time for her then, isn't it?

-Hi. You're off then? -Yes.

All right, well, okay.

This is ridiculous.

-I still got a few things to do. -Life's too short.

-Yeah. -It's too short.

Oh, my God.

It's okay, it's just a drill.

-Sorry? -It's just a drill.

-Okay. -I know. Frustrating. This way.

What is that?

So, with Phoebe Dynevor, I'm gonna have lunch with her tomorrow.

-Sorry? - I said,

I'm gonna be having lunch with Phoebe tomorrow.

-That's great news, Jonathan. -Sorry?

That's great news, Jonathan.

It might be best to keep it between ourselves for now.

-It might what? -Keep it between ourselves.

-Sure, whatever you prefer. -Great.

You need to make a stand.

You've hardly been back before ten all week.

-It's just a transition. -You've got a life.

-It'll be fine. -Or I have anyway,

-even if you haven't. - Ha ha.

Yeah, it'll be normal soon.

You're all right for tonight anyway.

-Tonight? -Yes.

-Of course. Yes. -Oh, for God's sake.

-What? -This is what I mean.

How many times am I going to have an ex-student opening as Giselle?

Yes, Giselle.

Even Luke's coming and he hates ballet.

It'll be the perfect excuse.

So you can be back by 06:00 then?

-Yes, fine, 06:00. Great. -

Your phone's ringing.

Anything from Marcus?

-No. Nothing. -I told you.

-I knew this would happen. -So I called him.

You called him?

Told him you had other offers and we needed to know.

-And? -What do you mean, "And?"

I got it?

'Course you got it. You're brilliant, remember?

Thank you.

-Phoebe. - Hi.

Jonathan. Sorry I'm a bit late.

-Oh, no, I was early. -Great.

It's good to meet you finally.

I can't begin to tell you how exciting this is for me.

I know this is work and I don't know what you like,

but the Bellinis here are out of this world.

Great.

I'm sure lots of people are saying this to you,

but it's not going to stop me saying it.

It's so exciting when a talent like yours

just explodes into the public consciousness, it's so deserved.

-Well, that's very kind of you. -No.

It's what reminds us why we wanted to be in this business.

-Ah, well... -And you won't remember this,

I actually came to your showcase at the Guildhall.

Yes. No, I remember.

It was obvious then the journey you were going to go on.

-You thought that? -Oh, absolutely.

And not to get ahead of ourselves, but, um, for the idea that I might have

some part to play in... in that journey.

That is just thrilling beyond belief. So, cheers.

-Okay, well... -What's this?

It's my headshot from my Guildhall showcase.

Sorry, I can't quite make out the...

Oh, it says, "Phone. Garage. Haircut. Shoes. Cheese?" Which I think

means you might have needed cheese. Unless, you were questioning the concept.

Oh, and there's a name at the top.

Sorry, who gave this to you?

No one did. I found it under your seat after the show.

-I knew where you were sitting. -Right.

I cried when I read it.

-Phoebe, I'm... -I am not here for revenge,

but, um, I wanted you to know.

I wanted to tell you how it made me feel.

Maybe so you won't make anyone else,

you know, some other young girl with a heart full of hope

feel like that.

The people you have the power to hurt the most

are the ones who want to please you the most.

Who just want you to notice them, like I did.

Well, I know that now.

And I wanted to make sure you knew it, too.

So...

Hmm... And you're right, that really is amazing.

Okay, well, this has been good.

Thank you. Thank you so much for meeting me.

I feel so much better now.

I'm sorry. Do you mind if I hold onto this?

Sure. Yeah, I won't be needing it anymore.

Here you go. Here, boy. What's this? What's this?

No, it's fine. Honestly.

Darling.

Sorry. He said he had to see you.

I should never have appeared like this.

No. Not with that amount of whiskey on your breath, you shouldn't.

-I wanted to bring this in. -What is it?

Do you remember? Savoy Grill, 1987.

-Yes? -Richard took us for a meal

-after my Cherry Orchard at the Haymarket. -Yes. I remember.

I'll never forget it, the three of us. I got you both to sign it.

I thought you might like it.

-It was all ahead of us then. -Absolutely.

"It was a time full of the promise of happiness,

"which you subsequently realize is happiness itself."

F. Scott Fitzgerald. I think.

-Stella... -You're better now?

-Better? -Well, you were ill.

Aha. Yes. I mean, you know, touch wood.

I was lucky. God knows why.

For God's sake, be better then.

-Live the life you've got. -Darling Stella...

-Look, Simon... -Are you all right?

-I'm fine. -I don't think I could bear it if...

This isn't about me, this is about you. And about Richard.

And about the faith he had in you.

I'm so sorry.

Things are a bit difficult just at the moment.

Anyway, as I say, thought you might like it.

-Me? -Absolutely.

You're the only one of us left here now.

What on Earth are you talking about?

Yeah, yeah, I can do it for him. Sure.

Excuse me. Jordan. I...

-Where's Jonathan? -He's out, I'm afraid, Jordan. Can I help?

Who started that fucking petition?

Somebody must know.

How dare you post the photo of Ryan Swan without his approval?

-Well, I was trying to help. -Jordan, hi.

-Everything okay? -This petition was started

by one of your stupid interns.

-Did you know? - She's not an intern,

and she's not stupid. Let's talk in my office.

Have you seen the photo?

-Yes, I have. -I'm a laughing stock.

Makes me look desperate. As if I need Greenfield Road.

That's debatable.

Now I've got some useless girl making me look like a fool.

-"Useless young girl?" -What are you doing?

Thanks to her, you might have any career left.

-You should be thanking her. -

You can't do this, I'm Ryan Swan.

No, you're Jordan O'Connor. That's the problem.

Now, get out.

-Jonathan! - Fuck!

You're gonna be hearing from Ryan Swan's lawyers.

Just fuck off, Jordan, for God's sake.

-Are you all right? -Yes.

-I believe you fired Simon Gould. -Jesus Christ, Stella.

-How dare you? -Not now.

What's going on?

-Nothing. -How'd it go with Phoebe?

-What? -Ooh. No, shit.

-No. -Look, wait a minute...

-No. Not even you. -I was just trying to clean up their mess.

I hope that you are disappointed in yourselves.

-Stella... -Are you afraid of her?

-Is that what this is? -

"Debrief with Kirsten"?

-What? -I didn't put this in here.

-Yeah, I was going to say... -That's it.

-I've had enough. -Wait, Stella.

Oh, I do like that.

-Hey, guys. - Hello.

Don't stand up.

Oh. Great to see you.

It would be good if we cleared up some things.

So Kirsten's actually...

-I'm not talking to you. -Okay.

-Maybe... -Look, I'm going to say this.

If you don't want to hear it, leave.

Right.

-You wanted a debrief? -Sure.

Right. Firstly, Mathias has been with me all his life.

He has as much right to be here as anybody else.

Secondly, we are not going to be staying late.

You can, but we work on Greenwich Mean Time

and some of us have lives to live.

-That's... -I haven't finished.

-Okay. -Thirdly.

When Richard and I started this company, we had two tables and one chair.

We couldn't have meetings at the same time.

But we had something else.

We were loyal to our clients through the good times

and through the bad and in return they were loyal to us.

And as long as I am here, I shall continue to serve

in their best interests and not in yours or those of your spreadsheet.

-Okay, well, uh... - I just want to say

how wonderful it is to hear you talk like that, Stella.

-Yes, it must be. -I can't tell you, but know

that I so appreciate you sharing with us.

Yes, thank you, Stella. That's great.

-Hi. -Yeah, hi.

Oh. What happened to your face?

Oh. Nothing. It's just... It's fine.

Uh... So you're here?

Yes. I thought I'd make another quiche, but this time it's going to be perfect.

I thought you were in Paris.

We finished early, so, I changed my train.

Oh, right, yeah. You couldn't have phoned?

I could have, yes.

I had the keys from when I went to the shop, so,

I thought I'd surprise you.

You can have them back if you want.

Thanks.

I thought you liked quiche.

I do.

I just... I'm going to take a shower. It's just been a really long day.

-I can go if you... -Sorry. No. Stay.

I just... I wasn't...

Stay.

Yeah. -Hi.

Um, I just wanted to say I've taken the petition down.

Right. Yeah, well, I think we've probably made our point.

Also, thanks for sticking up for me.

-It was just... -That was really nice of you.

I'm sorry I forgot your birthday.

Oh. That's okay. I'm kind of used to it.

Look, that script you wanted me to read?

-Yeah? -If you've still got it...

-Yeah. -Leave it on my desk.

Right. Okay.

I was just having a drink if you want one.

It has been quite a day.

-Did you actually do that? -It was the most boring production

-I have ever... -Yeah, I thought so.

It keeps going to voicemail.

Try Julia. She always knows where he is. Poor bloody woman.

Yes, hi. No, he's still in the office.

I don't know, he didn't say. Anyway, that's where he is.

Mm-hmm.

I couldn't believe it when you ended up on the floor with him.

I don't think he could either.

So, you don't get into fights that often then?

I have an orange belt in judo, which...

Oh, shit.

-Hi. -Yes, hi.

We're not disturbing anything, are we?

No. I was just leaving.

-Yeah, me too. -Hello, Misha.

Hi.

You're not answering your phone.

I've had it on meeting mode all day, sorry.

I was literally just about to text you

-to say I'd meet you there. -Right.

I should probably go. -Yeah.

I mean, like, what the fuck?

It's not what you think.

-Really? -No, no, it really isn't.

So what is it then?

So what time are we actually due...

-I'm not stupid, Jonathan. -No.

What is this? What's going on here?

All right, okay.

No, no, it's time.

Charlotte, um, there's something I need to tell you.

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