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Previously on lipstick jungle...

Last time I saw you, you screamed at me, "Move on!"

It doesn't mean that if something happens to you

I can't care about you.

Your husband is no longer with you.

He's planning his future with me.

You should know that I have every right

to be taken care of like I have been

in a manner appropriate to my condition.

Is this where I'm supposed to get out my checkbook?

You can leave now.

I find the whole thing a bit peculiar,

that all of a sudden Joe's funding another designer.

For what it's worth,

I think Mr. Bennett would rather be invested in one designer.

Have you ever been to Aspen? No.

I'd love to take you to this resort

that my travel editors raved about.

It's this hotel on the side of the mountain.

That sounds great.

But a little pricey for me.

Hey, Hector.

Apparently, Mr. Matrick already spoke to Griffin.

He wanted me to pass on that he stands by Griffin's decision

to let you go.

I'm two people: the one on the label,

and then there'sjust me.

And what if I only wanna go out with one of you?

Think about it, sal.

Oh, we'll finally get to be able to do

the kind of movies that we've always talked about.

No, Wendy. He offered me your job.

Oh!

Trust me, Joe,

people would notice if you weren't around.

I was starting to get that feeling...

Which is why I'm at a considerably lower elevation

than I had intended at this moment.

So... Say something.

It's gorgeous. I love it, I mean--

What's the issue here, Vic?

She thinks it's pedestrian, derivative,

pathetic--

I never said pathetic. You think it's pathetic?

Well, who cares what he thinks?

He looks like Orville redenbacher.

Could you at least wait until I leave the room?

Okay, that's it. That's it.

I'm just gonna take it out of the show.

What? You can't. It's your finale!

Hon, no one's gonna get fashion tears

from a purple raincoat.

Well, I'm not putting myself out there again, Dahlia,

to be trashed.

My last show--

You cannot let a few critics--

It wasn't a few critics. I was carpet bombed.

So do you-- You want some lunch? What? Why?

I just thought you might need to eat something

besides your fingernails and Crystal lite.

Okay, we'll close with the eyelet cocktail dress.

Victory, let fashion week go, okay?

This is an opening of a flagship store,

and every butt I'm plopping in those chairs

is rooting for you to succeed.

You hear me?

You think the eyelet dress is a b-plus, don't you?

Just say it! Honey...

I talked a guy into leaving the aerosmith tour

to light your freakin' runway!

I should have just done

a small, low-key party for a few friends.

Victory, you've got a big honking sign in your kitchen

screaming happiness.

Don't put crap up on your wall

if you don't believe you deserve it, okay?

Shoes from Tokyo.

Oh, finally.

That can't be right.

This look a little small to you?

I mean, for a 6-foot Model?

What's so moving is her determination.

She just wanted to be treated like everybody else. Look.

Yeah, but she still spent all her free time

talking to farm animals.

I talk to my turtle.

Yeah, and it's weird. Get a friend.

Maddie. I just think it would make a great film.

I know it's small and I know it's character-driven,

but that's what sal wanted--

He wanted me to bring him a passion project.

Honey, it's wonderful.

Parador will be lucky to have it.

Oh. Somebody doesn't agree.

I didn't say that. I like it.

What would it take to love it?

How 'bout giving her a boyfriend?

That's the point, Maddie--she can't connect with other people.

Fine. But if you want me and my friends to see it,

she better be kissing something besides a cow.

So, uh, you pitching this at lunch tomorrow?

No. Sal wants me to do it in the office.

Hey, do you think it's gonna be weird

for me to walk in so soon?

Mm-hmm. Yeah.

But honey, it's not about the address.

It's about the projects.

Hmm. Hey, did you know the 59th street bridge

has a song named after it?

Mm-hmm. But I have no idea why a bridge to queens

made Simon or Garfunkel feel groovy.

Can you walk across it?

- I wouldn't know. - I ran.

What's the matter?

Is that...

You wanna duck inside the store?

No, no, it's okay. She didn't see me.

Ah, that's not true.

She's staring right at us.

Hi.

Hey. Hi.

- Uh, Kirby, this is Megan. - Hey.

And, um...

Oh, god. Shh, shh, shh.

Uh...

Oh, god.

Can I help?

Uh, yeah, could you check the side pocket

and see if the blue binky's in there?

Sure. What's a binky? You want me to hold him?

He's really not used to people.

It's a pacifier.

Right. I can help you out there.

Shh, shh, shh.

I'm not a dingo, Megan.

I won't run off with him, promise.

Here, let me just help you out there.

Okay. This is so awkward.

Okay.

There we go. There we go.

Better?

Hi.

Hey.

What's his name?

Charles.

Junior. But I call him Charlie.

Hey, Charlie.

I really gotta get going now.

Oh, okay.

It was nice to meet you.

Okay, wait a minute.

You got his neck? Okay. Okay, Charlie.

Bye-bye.

Wow.

Niko, you okay?

Nico.

You almost done?

Almost. But this is complicated.

How's a baby gift complicated?

Because half of these toys are made in countries

where lead is a food group.

You're too late.

I'm going with monogrammed burp cloths.

Embroidered linen?

Did I give those to you when Taylor was born?

Yeah, they're dry-clean only, and they're still in the box.

Why are you even giving this kid a gift, huh?

It's completely inappropriate.

What's inappropriate was that ratty backpack

she was using as a diaper bag.

I mean, she had this crusty mascara wand

next to the pacifier.

Maybe I should get her a diaper bag.

Nico, you've already given this child a gift, okay?

You didn't chase his mom back to Hammond, Indiana.

You're right. I'm gonna get him a blanket.

Thanks.

You know what?

You have an assistant that can do this...

But not this.

Noah is... Sick.

This will be his last film.

Wendy, you're not a medical expert.

This is not your call.

This one is.

He's dead.

Oh, my god!

Your lack of judgment has cost this company

millions.

You can't fire me.

I just did.

Can I help you?s.

Hi, ms. Healy.

Hey, stranger.

No stranger than you.

Amy, drop these off at Larry's, all right, would ya?

And grab me a coffee.

After sal got bumped up,

I negotiated getting my own assistant.

Nice. Is she better than you were? Don't tell anyone.

You must be Wendy Healy.

Hi, I'm Paige berman. Nice to meet you.

I'm a gi-normous fan of all the films

you green lit when you were here.

You're a legend!

Wendy.

Sal.

Can we get three fresh waters, please?

I know, I know, it looks like a boy lives here now.

I'm not tall enough to hang that one.

Oh, so that's why I'm here.

Oh, you're joining us. Great.

Kinda have to. It's my job.

Paige is our new vp of development.

You guys have met, right? We did.

No, don't-- Don't put him on.

I don't speak Japanese. I-I need size ten.

No, ten. Ten!

How many toes do you have?

Well... How many should you have?

Okay, just have yoshi call me, please.

Hey, there.

How 'bout a little caffeine to calm you down?

Thank you.

How's the ventilation system?

Should be all right if people don't breathe.

I'm rethinking the smoke machine.

Is that Dahlia's idea or yours?

Hers. Why?

I just wanna make sure you're getting my money's worth.

What's that mean?

I'm no authority on store openings,

but is it really necessary to serve

veal cheeks and boiled swan?

It's partridge, Joe, and, yes, I agree it's a bit much,

but Dahlia swears by this caterer--

And the lighting.

We have to pull somebody off a concert tour?

Steven Tyler's not gonna look very good

under a 60-watt bulb.

She's aiming high. She wants major press.

You know, it has to be splashy. I get that.

But I also recall there was a budget for this opening

which you exceeded about six invoices ago.

This is not gonna help you

gain financial independence from me any faster.

What is this?

I haven't seen any of these!

I had a hunch.

Thank you for showing me this.

Just wanted to make sure

everyone's looking out for your best interests.

Anything else I can do for you?

You know anyone who owns a shoe factory?

And if Peter does the adaptation,

we'll have a draft by Christmas.

It's terrific, Wendy.

It's a really powerful story.

I agree.

So moving.

But is it just me, or is there something missing?

You know, like in the protagonist's journey?

What were you thinking?

I just feel like she needs a romantic interest.

Like a boyfriend. I don't know.

I-I feel pretty strongly

about honoring the true story.

She doesn't communicate with people.

No. I get that. But...

What if it wasn't a cow?

What if she started talking to farmhands

who didn't speak english?

I think the point is that she doesn't talk to people.

No, I know. But what if they were like...

Immigrants, and then she falls in love with one of them,

and they can't really communicate--

Paige, I'm going to stop you.

I love this book... As is.

I'm gonna keep it authentic.

I totally agree.

I'm just bumping on audience appeal--

You know what I'm thinking here?

Why don't you and I discuss this later?

Wendy knows plenty about audience appeal.

Wen, let us have an internal powwow and...

Get back to you, huh?

There's no need to powwow.

If it's not right for you, it'll be right for someone else.

This is just my first stop.

So nice to finally meet you.

Let me walk you out, huh?

Uh, how's Shane?

Busy.

Yeah? Maddie.

Being a teenager.

Speaking of teenagers, why didn't you tell me

that she was gonna be joining us?

Look, wen, I-I didn't know, all right?

Griffin emailed me just before you arrived.

Things have changed around here.

I can see that.

I've gotta pitch to someone

who doesn't know that Paul Newman had a career

before he made salad dressing.

Look, I know she's young, but she's got Griffin's ear.

With her tongue in it?

They worked together in Chicago,

and if page isn't on board,

this project will sit on a shelf.

I brought you this project

because you said bring in a passion project.

Yeah, and I want you to.

Anything you're excited about, bring it here first.

The door's always open.

Nice speech, sal.

I taught you well.

I'm thinking a profile piece,

venture capitalist dipping his toe

into the fashion world...

You don't see this in your magazine.

I don't see why a man

who doesn't own a window that's not tinted

is suddenly seeking publicity.

It's not about me.

I thought it might be a back door way to help Victory.

Why don't you try the front door?

Well, she may not answer. Or let me in.

She may be entertaining someone else.

I think her house is pretty quiet these days.

Why don't you try knocking?

Really. Hmm.

How quiet?

I give up. I'm exhausted.

What do you want?

Insight.

Last couple of times I've seen her,

it's been... Nice.

Like the old times.

I just wanna know...

If you think she would be open to a second chance.

Joe, you built your fortune taking risks.

I think this one is worth taking.

You wouldn't happen to know her ring size, would you?

Hey, there!

She shoots, she scores.

The t-straps look a little worn,

but if we pump up the smoke machine,

no one's gonna see a scuffed heel.

Yeah, the shoe crisis is over, but thanks.

That's not why I asked you to come by.

What's going on?

I'm hoping that you can tell me

why I never saw any of these invoices.

Ay, chica, please.

You got enough on your plate to worry--

We had a budget.

What happened to calling in favors?

Some favors cost money.

We need to scale back... Now.

Because I can't be any deeper in debt to Joe.

Look, I'm not putting my name on something tacky, okay?

People ain't gonna come out on a Tuesday night

to eat sweaty cheese and broken cookies.

I understand that,

but do we really need to reel them in

at $300 a head?

Dahlia, the romanoffs were coronated with less caviar!

What are you freaking out about, okay?

Joe Bennett spends more than this every month

parking his cars!

Okay, we have had this conversation before.

You are either workingfor me

or you're working for yourself!

I've been working my ass off for you for months!

You know what? Look...

Maybe it's better if after tomorrow you and I--

Maybe this isn't the best arrangement.

Whoa--wait-- Are you firing me?

Yeah. I think I am.

No. Guess again.

Miss Ford, do you need something?

Cut the Miss Ford crap.

She's not a visiting dignitary.

She's an ungrateful little whiner.

I think you better go now. Excuse you?

Dhalia, please don't make this any harder.

Oh. No, hon. This is the easy part.

Your hard times just got started.

Trust.

I think I probably should have waited till Wednesday

to have that conversation.

I'd have to agree.

Yes, ma'am. I'll relay the message.

Sorry we won't be seeing you.

Who was that?

Editor of Elle.

She bailing too?

Family crisis. Mm.

She must be related to the editor of Harper's bazaar

and the woman from the observer.

Okay, Roy.

What's the final count?

How many empty seats have we got?

Don't tell me! About 20.

Why did you tell me?

Can I help you?

Yeah, I have a delivery from the klgs design group.

Oh, that's great.

Roy, let them in the back so they can load in.

There's no need. It's all right here.

What? What are you talking about?

Aren't you delivering the set? There's a note--

There has to be more on your truck, right?

Miss Ford, there's a note here.

Evidently, they delivered what the original budget allowed.

Isn't that Dahlia's handwriting?

What do you think?

I think if I made a quick dash for the door,

I could retire comfortably in the Bahamas.

It really comes down to personal preference.

The 15-karat cushion is more unique,

but the 14-karat has perfect clarity.

Mr. Bennett, is clarity an issue?

What?

Of course it is. Clarity's important.

I'm clear on this, aren't I?

Is the heat on? There's no air in here.

You may be using up more than the rest of us.

Oh, uh, may we...

Step outside for a moment?

Mr. Bennett?

Sir, you don't have to do this today.

If you wanna think about it,

I'll just tell them that you're not ready.

I've used that excuse for years.

You could squeeze a couple more out of it.

Is everything all right?

I'll take the 14-karat.

I've just achieved clarity.

And I'm not paying tax.

Hello.

Hi. It's me.

Victory.

Hey.

Long time no talk.

Am I catching you at a bad time?

Well, that depends. Did one of my walls collapse?

No, um, I'm having a little problem

with the, uh...

My runway looks like a diving board,

and the entire set fits into my purse.

Maybe you could recommend someone

who has more than a glue gun?

I'll be there in 20.

He clearly came to me

because he's ready to make a big move.

To marry her?

Shouldn't they at least have a meal without fighting first?

Well, maybe he's ready. I think she is.

I-I'm excited for her.

Me too. I-I'm thrilled.

Really, I am. Thrilled. Okay?

It's just-- It's been a lousy day.

Honey, it's one pitch.

No, it wasn't a pitch, okay?

I got ambushed by a fetus in ferragamos.

There are other studios, Wendy.

Yeah, and there's a Paige berman in very single one of 'em.

You know, maybe I should just move on

and do something completely different with my life.

Honey, stop.

Think about all the producers that left your office

and never made a sale.

I did. A lot of them got fruit baskets.

All right, you know what, you need to separate

what's professional and what's personal.

This is professional.

Screw you and your stupid dress!

That looks personal.

Well, who told you to lose weight?

You have the body fat of bamboo!

Well, I'm not wearing it.

Hey, honey, do you need any help?

Sure. You can help me turn this into a noose!

Okay.

Hey, Vic, can we do 10 feet? Say yes.

Yes. Yes, yes, yes.

So, rodrigois back?

No, Rodrigo is saving me.

Hurricane Dahlia has struck again.

What? There's more?

Oh, yeah!

Her "Printer" sent over the press packages.

All 70 of them refer to me...

As Victory fork.

Let me see that. Okay. It's okay.

Oh, and she's having a party of her own tomorrow night,

and she's stolen ha-- Half of my guest list.

All right, okay, okay, honey.

You know what? Don't panic.

What I lack in power tools, I make up for with this.

Look, how many bodies do you need?

Okay, and I will handle all the press.

So, um, yeah, Josh has got a copy shop

that really is good with deadlines.

Where are you going? Where are you going?

We still have to pin the wedding dress.

Look, Victory, I really like you.

And this is not about the clothes.

But I can't afford to be on Dahlia's black list.

I'm so sorry. Good luck.

I'm so sorry.

Wow, this place looks amazing.

That is one coolbench.

That's my runway.

Hey, Vic, real quick...

Hey, you're early.

I thought you got a haircut at 2:00.

I did. It's 3:30. Has it already grown back?

Oh, it's 3:30? I gotta get Taylor.

But if you need more bodies, just call me.

Okay.

Hey, so your opening must be one hot ticket.

I had a message from your caterer

saying he needs more people to help work the party.

You told him you were coming as a guest, right?

I-I didn't call him back.

So in other words, Dahlia's party stole my wait staff too.

So first the guests, and now the help.

What's next for Victory fork?

A-all right, honey, you know what?

Don't panic. I-I got it under control.

I'll get one new York giant. He'll fill three chairs.

You aren't really considering working this party, are you?

It's not a bad gig.

I mean, they're paying time and a half.

And I still get to see you and the show.

While you're clearing my dishes?

That's not exactly how I saw the evening.

Well, I need money, Nico.

Well, I'll pay you 200 bucks not to work the party.

How's that? Ugly.

Look, that's not what I meant.

I just don't recall

signing up to work with that agency.

Kirby, Victory is slammed.

I'm gonna be filling that room with colleagues and friends.

You know a lot of these people.

Won't you find that embarrassing? No.

But obviously, you would.

I bussed dishes in my college cafeteria.

I cleaned up after people I partied with the night before.

It's just a job.

And no, I-- I don't embarrass easily.

Yeah, but there's so many other things that you could be doing.

You're an amazing photographer.

You sold a photograph last week.

You'll sell another one. Not to a gallery.

I sold that to a tabloid.

What?

A tabloid, Nico.

That's what's paying for us to go to Aspen.

Kirby. Jeez, I'm doing the best I can.

All right, so check it out.

I put the panels on sliders.

That should be pretty easy. Oh, perfect.

And then these ones stay stationary?

That's right.

Miss Ford. Yes. Does she have someone?

No, but she said that we should call Vincent.

He reps this new brazilian girl, and she's--

No, I know that woman.

She has six shoulders and she walks like a sumo wrestler.

Just forget it! Work it out with what we've got.

Ooh! Joanna coles from Marie Claire?

Nice!

And I'm still waiting for a call back from graydon.

You invited a rival editor to Victory's party?

You're an excellentfriend.

Yeah, but a lousy girlfriend. Call him again.

I have called him too many times.

Either he wants to talk to me or he doesn't. He will.

What is this so complicated?

'Cause you were in junior high when he was conceived.

Nice paper.

Is it for Victory?

It's a blue security blanket. For the baby.

Come to think of it,

I think Victory may need it more than Charlie.

You're being remarkably generous to this kid.

Well, it's not his fault. He didn't ask to be born.

Does he look like Charles? Mm.

When he burps.

Wait'll Megan sees what happens

when he eats curried chicken.

Oh, my kids are so much like Shane.

Maddie with her perfect pitch,

Taylor's laugh--

I can't imagine them not knowing their dad.

Oh, now I wanna get the kid something.

Hello.

Hi, cindi.

Whatever you have planned tonight, cancel it.

No, no, no, no!

That goes out front!

Wanna takea break?

I can't, because I have to reorder the runway.

Dahlia has kidnapped every bony woman in Manhattan

who's over 5 feet.

Victory, this is gonna be a big night for you, okay?

I know it.

Really?

You know something that I don't?

I just have a lot riding on this, you know?

And all I wanna do right now is curl up in a ball and...

Crawl under that runway.

Well, hey, there's room.

Can you be a load-bearing joist?

We're low on lumber.

Will you stay for the show?

It'd just be nice to have

as many friendly faces around here as possible.

Who the hell-- Did you put these here?

Where's that coming from?

My bathroom.

Well, how long has it been leaking,

and why is the water on up there if you're down here, Roy!

I had to give bathroom privileges to that Model

who has to go every time she eats a rice cake.

I'm so sorry!

Oh, it's ruined, isn't it?

So you can pick that up at noon tomorrow.

Tomorrow. No.

I need this by 6:00 tonight. The show's tonight.

Please. You've bailed us out of so many tight deadlines.

Who's us? Parador pictures.

Where's Josh? Did he get fired?

He got promoted.

Uh, look, would it be faster if we didn't use color?

We don't have to go with parakeet--we can use white.

Wait--are you that Wendy Healy?

Aren't you like president of the studio?

What if we just made 50? People could share.

Cool! You're workin' the trenches--that's awesome.

Look, if you don't think you can do it--

Chill. I can do it.

I'll just skip lunch and shot-put a couple red bull.

Thank you so much. I will owe you forever. Really?

Then I don't feel so skeezy asking.

Um... I can't actually read something

not submitted by an agent.

Okay, if you-- You don't wanna read it--

6:00?

5:30.

Oh.

Hi. I, uh...

I may have the wrong apartment. I'm looking for Megan?

Are you her mother?

Um... No. Come in.

I'll let her know you're here.

- What's your name? - Nico.

Thank you.

Hi.

Hi. Hi. I'm sorry.

I-I probably should have called,

but I was uptown, so I--

It's okay. Um...

What's this?

Oh. Here.

It's a little something for Charlie.

He's finally asleep.

Um... Do you want something, uh...

Maybe some cranberry juice?

Really, I-I don't need anything.

I-I didn't know you had a roommate.

So do you want me to open this?

No, y-you don't have to. Not right now.

There's a gift receiptin there

in case it's not the right color.

So what's in the other box?

Oh, um...

It's mostly old photos and some clippings.

Reviews of Charles' first book.

An award that he won in Berlin.

And you're giving this to me?

Yeah.

I thought you might wanna share it with your son.

I mean, once he's past the stage

of wanting to chew on everything.

I thought he should know that his father was...

An impressive man.

I don't know what to say.

Um, thank you, I guess.

You're welcome.

Oh, god.

That was the shortest nap in recorded history.

Hey! So glad you came.

Thanks. Hi. Good to see you.

Are you responsible for the food?

No. Why? How is it?

I don't--what is it?

Well, keep chewing, and you'll figure it out.

Tastes like swan. What?

Oh, excuse me. Are all the waiters here?

There we go. Enjoy, enjoy.

Thank you.

All right, where does she want us to sit?

She wants us exactly here,

right in the Marie Claire eyeline.

Okay, so that's me, Shane,

you, Kirby?

Uh, I wouldn't count on it.

I'm sorry.

Sorry for interrupting, ladies,

but I'm a little concerned.

By?

Sitting with strangers. Where do you want me?

Well, why don't you sit next to me?

You can be my date. I thought he was taken.

Do you have to tell each other everything?

Of course we do.

Where you goin'?

Someone said there's a bathroom up-- Not functional.

So we're all expected to pee in one bathroom,

and vida's been in there for 20 minutes.

What am I supposed to do?

Back there.

Excuse me.

Hey, how's it going?

It's goin'.

Anything I can do?

Yeah. Practice your gasp.

My what?

When she comes out in this dress,

I need to hear someone gasp.

Not you! Ow!

Oh. Sorry.

Okay, I'll just put these in your office.

What?

Rodrigo, we're having trouble with one of the panels.

Okay. You're done.

May I sit here,

or do you need this seat for the bulge in your pants?

Excuse me?

Don't think I didn't see the ring box in your pocket.

Stop looking at my pocket.

You should have come to me first.

I've been married the longest.

Yes, but you got engaged with a plastic ring

from a coney island vending machine.

Shut up. It was romantic.

Okay, yeah, just because

the claw didn't pick up a troll doll.

No, thank you. You have to.

I can't drink beforei work.

Relax. This isn't the only party in town.

I just have to be at Gracie mansion by 9:00.

You scooch over. Kirby, sit down.

Joe--

Miss Ford, what should I tell the dj?

Have we decided on the finale yet?

Gimme that.

Miss Ford, what should I do? Get her a belt.

Yeah, the eyes aren't popping.

Just use the maybelline. She needs more volume.

No, no, no, wait!

Okay. Go.

Miss Ford, he really needs to know

if we're gonna be closing with the eyelet cocktail dress.

Get me a glass of wine and a blow-dryer.

Shh!

Thank you!

Thank you. Wow, um...

I'd ask someone to pinch me,

but I bruise very easily, so don't do that.

There's so many people that I wanna thank

for helping this dream come true.

Um, my amazing staff,

my wonderful assistant,

my friends, whom without

I would have impaled myself on the Chrysler building.

But most importantly, there's one very special guy

who I wouldn't be standing up here without...

He was there for me

when I needed him the most, so...

So Rodrigo,

will you please come up here?

If anyone needs a great contractor,

this guy comes with great references.

Can I just say one thing?

Where did that wine idea come from?

So my aunt Betty had this hole in her lip,

and everything she owned was stained.

But... She made it work.

Hey, where did Joe go, by the way?

I didn't even see him after the show.

Really? He was here?

You know Joe. He hates parties.

I hope he didn't hate the clothes too.

Oh, no, no.

- He loves you. - Them.

He was beaming.

He really enjoyed it.

Hey.

Rentals are all stacked up.

I'm just gonna put away the panels.

No, no, no, just leave 'em. Come on, have some champagne.

Is that bottle empty?

Here. Take this. I really gotta be going.

Oh, me too.

Bye.

Bye, sweetie. I am so proud of you.

Not as proud as I am.

It's not a contest. Bye, Roy.

Good night. Thank you, guys, for everything.

Love you. Love you.

Oh, my gosh.

Unbelievable.

You have apologize to Joe.

It's not my fault. He asked me a question.

I gave him the answer

to the question at the time that he asked.

I didn't know that the contractor

was still back in the picture!

I just feel so bad for him. I feel worse.

It's not a contest.

So what do we do?

Do we go to our grave not telling her?

Well, but what if she wants to be with Rodrigo?

I can't keep track here.

I Miss one meal with you people and...

All right, well, I've got one for you.

I went to Megan's house this afternoon.

What?

I brought the gift to her myself.

Why? Do you wanna have a relationship with this kid?

I already have one.

I mean, this is Charles's kid.

Like it or not, in a weird way,

it's kind of like the kid that I never had with him.

Don't know why I ever bought into the party line

that I wasn't meant to be a mother.

Maybe because for the past decade

you've been telling everybody

how much you enjoy being the gay uncle.

Yeah. Charles came up with that one.

I just--you know what?

He decided...

That having kids would box us in,

that it would derail me from my superstar career.

Nic, I never meant to add to that.

Well, I put it out there first.

So are you thinking...

I don't know.

Well, it's not too late. You and Kirby...

Or not.

There are so many single moms at Taylor's school.

Will you stop planning a baby shower?

I just said that I was thinking about thinking about it.

And don't look at me like that.

Come on.

You don't have to read that in front of me.

I can't believe I didn't thank you for these.

They're so beautiful.

Trust me. You thanked me enough.

Miss ward. Sorry to interrupt.

Need anything else?

Roy, you need to go to bed.

I love you. You've done enough.

Pretty rough day,

but it turned out to be a great evening.

I'd say it's a keeper.

I meant what I said before

about you just dropping everything in your life

and coming to help me.

Hey, listen, I'm here because I wanna be here.

I really hated the way we ended things, so...

When you called, I...

You know what? I-I gotta get going.

Bye.

Vic...

I know.

I know, you got another...

Woman waiting for you at home,

and she's ten years old and she needs you.

And she's probably under the covers right now

with a doll that looks like me,

and she's sticking pins in its neck.

And why do you say that?

Because I-I felt this like pain in my neck.

Go.

Go home.

Part of me wantsto stay.

I--

But the smart part of you

knows that in the morning we're gonna hit the same wall.

Cup of coffee some time?

Sure. Sounds great.

Okay.

Bye. Bye.

Kirby?

Hello.

Hey. I, uh...

I didn't know you were gonna come back here tonight.

I need to know what I missed.

What happened after I left?

Oh. A lot.

That might require a meal.

Breakfast in bed?

Mm.

That sounds great.

I'm sorry.

It's okay.

Look...

I always had to do everything for myself.

And it's gonna take me a while

to get used to having someone

offering to make my life easier.

Kirby, nothing about you embarrasses me.

You are the hardest-working,

most decent-- Stop.

Save the speech for my mom.

What?

She's coming into town next week.

I can't wait for you two to finally meet.

You coming to bed, darling?

Soon.

Isn't this a charity read?

Why are you slogging through the whole bloody script?

Shh, shh.

Hmm. All right.

Been officially shushed.

Good night.

No, no, wait, wait--

As much as I enjoy watching youthink...

This girl has a voice...

An incredible imagination.

What are you talkingabout,

the girl at the copy shop?

And the nose ring?

I'm gonna make this movie, Shane.

Isn't that gonna be a bit difficult

without a studio behind you?

I'll get the financing. This movie has to be made.

Tonight?

No, not tonight.

Tonight we celebrate.

And think of a name. For?

My company.

I'm starting my own production company.

But first...

Oh, jolly good.

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