All language subtitles for 01 - Stephanie And The Wolves

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Hey, hey, hey, Lenny, why do you take
all this luck?

I'm sorry. I was supposed to be here
three hours ago.

Come on, let's go, let's go. I'm so
sorry.

Miss, wait.

The permit expired about an hour ago.
The police are going to be by here any

minute. No, no, no. You have to solve
them.

Here. 30 minutes, please.

I also know some people at the phone
company if you want service by the end

the week. Otherwise, who knows? Phone on
by noon, cable by the end of the week,

okay? Yes, ma 'am.

Yeah, the city's dirty. The place feels
cramped.

And for three grand a month in Seattle,
we'd be on a waterfront acre.

But I'm open.

The phone's working?

Our first call. It's your sister.

She says we're listed.

Hey, Maggie.

Yeah, we're in moving hell. I gotta go.

I gotta go. I'll call you back later.
Okay.

Come here.

Come here.

Steph.

Take a look at this.

$3 ,000 a month on Central Park West?

That's a steal.

Steph, the bottom line is this is an
incredible opportunity for you.

Hey.

It's going to be great for you, too.

Just think of all the wonderful writers
that this city's produced.

You're going to fit right in.

And there's even a cappuccino bar around
the corner, so it's not that big a

sacrifice.

Can't wait to break in and join.

Well, with this view, we can plunge the
whole city, baby.

Okay, I got to go. I've got my first
staff meeting in an hour. Can you hold

in the corner? You got it.

I hope they like me.

The precedent they're referring to
doesn't meet the criteria of this case.

are special circumstances here that
completely change the landscape and

all the financial records they're so
desperate to withhold as completely

admissible. Peter, listen to me. You
know and I know that you're in this job

because you're good and because I like
you. But I really hated that crap in the

Daily News the other morning.

We're working on some very delicate
cases and the last thing we need is

publicity. Believe me, I'm more upset
about it than you are.

Now some reporter from the Globe is
calling, wanted to verify reports of

in the jury swooning during your opening
remarks. That's ridiculous. I haven't

even gone to trial yet. And if you're
still together with a model you're

Which one?

I mean, there's no one serious in my
life at the moment.

Peter, you're very bright, but I can't
have some damn rock star trying cases

me, even if he is a pair of child.

What do you want me to do, change my
name? No.

Keep it out of the press.

Oh,

yeah? Carrie, it's Peter, your brother.

Oh, hi, sweetheart.

I'm sorry, they've been hassling me all
morning from the magazine.

Alice, I saw the new editor. She had
everybody in a complete panic.

Have you met her yet?

I will.

Eventually.

Anyway, I know where you're calling,
Peter. You're trying to get out of

lung cancer bubble. You can forget it.
I'm not facing the family without you.

No, I'll be there.

I don't have the guts not to show.

Carrie, I'm calling because someone at
the Globe might be doing a story on me.

Oh, congratulations.

No, no, it's not like that. You see,
they're trying to undermine my

So if someone does get a hold of you,
just say no comment.

Whatever you say.

Carrie, are you smoking?

No. I told you I quit last month.

Great. Listen, I gotta run.

See you tonight.

I'm counting the minutes.

So you're taking me to this party?

I haven't decided if I'm going out with
you again.

Our mandate, if you will, is not to
completely overhaul communique, but to

out the cobwebs and broaden our reach
while we chart a course for the next

decade. From sex to health to fashion
and entertainment, we've got to focus

pieces so that they're relevant and
provocative to a new generation of

and advertisers.

I'm sorry, there's no smoking in here.

Since when?

I'm allergic.

Pardon me?

Most of all, I want this to be a
magazine that all of us are proud to be

associated with. One that both men and
women will read in order to understand

their world and each other a little bit
better.

Any questions?

I'm sorry, I didn't catch your
qualifications.

I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name.

Carrie.

Well, Carrie, if you'd been here an hour
ago when the meeting started, you would

know that I'm from Seattle, where I
published Body Magazine and grew it into

number one fitness publication in the
country.

Sounds exhausting.

If you'll forgive me, Carrie, I'm not
exactly sure what you do here at the

magazine. I provide a particular jaded
feminine perspective.

It's a downtown nightlife column.

Unless, of course, I've just been bumped
by a tight -in -your -tummy routine.

As I said before, nobody's losing their
job or their columns.

And in the future, Carrie, do me the
favor of showing up to staff meetings on

time.

There's nothing I hate more than
repeating myself.

Understood?

Perfectly.

Good.

Great. Why don't we all take a lunch
break?

I'll be in my office if anyone needs me.

Carrie,

may I see you for a moment, please?

Sure.

I'm sorry.

I think we somehow got off on the wrong
foot.

No problem.

Sit down.

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

Part of the reason that Alan Rush hired
me is because I have a pretty good

reputation for running a tight ship.

I also have a talent for squeezing a
dollar.

And if I can do nothing else but bring
production costs down around here, I'll

consider it a job well done.

Your point?

Evaluating the budget, I realized that
you happen to be the highest paid writer

at the magazine.

$200 ,000 a year for a few poorly
written column inches.

That's obscene.

For your information, Alan Rush is my
stepfather.

I know.

And I'm your boss.

So my suggestion is, if you want to keep
that cushy little paycheck of yours, at

least let it pay for a few weeks of
chart school.

Listen, Steph.

Here are the ground rules.

I do what I like, where I like, when I
like.

Don't question my expense reports.

Don't expect me to show up for staff
meetings.

My column gets published every month as
written.

The rest of the magazine is your domain.

I don't know what kind of pushovers
you're used to dealing with, Carrie.

But as long as I'm sitting in this
chair, the only ground rules of the

are going to be set by me.

Well, enjoy the delusion of power while
it lasts.

Because when reality hits, it can be a
real bitch.

A toast to the newest toast of men.

As long as you think so.

So, who can I be devastatingly charming
to on your behalf?

All we have to do is say hello to my
boss and his wife, and we're free.

That's it?

That's it. It's much too small a price
to pay for such good champagne.

Well, you did have to read that text.

True.

Here we go.

Very generous.

Alan.

Stephanie. Nice to see you. This is my
wife, Linda. Darling, this is Stephanie

Wells, my new editor at Communique.

Glad to meet you. Nice to meet you.

My husband, Mark Merrill.

Nice to meet you both.

Alan, I want to thank you for arranging
that job for me. Anything to finally get

Stephanie here.

Tell me, how was the first day?

Wonderful. Really.

You have a terrific staff.

You know, your late husband was such an
inspiration to me growing up.

Really? I'm very pleased to hear that.

I'm sure you must often wonder what this
country would have been like had he

actually lived to serve out his term in
Congress.

I don't indulge myself in that painful
speculation.

Excuse me, would you?

Of course, I'll just grab myself another
drink.

You're completely identifiable by scent
alone, Nicky. I'll take that as a

compliment, Mr. Fairchild.

You better.

So how have you been, Peter, ever since
you started that new job? You never

write, you never call.

Things have been hectic.

Well, at least you could just pop by the
gallery and take me out to lunch.

People that promise to stay friends do
that sort of thing. I will. I promise.

So, who roped you into this?

Your benevolent sister volunteered a
painting from my gallery for the silent

auction.

It's probably hanging in some
godforsaken corner someplace.

I'd love to help you look, but I've got
to find my family.

We're playing softball tomorrow in the
park, six o 'clock.

Be there?

Maybe.

She loves her million hair bastards.

Kidding.

People come to these so -called charity
events and then they try to steal the

art for nothing.

Well, they can forget about it. I'm not
letting it go for twice the price.

Are you the artist?

No. I donated it from my gallery.

Nicky Sheridan. Mark. Mark Merrill.

Go ahead.

Bid hi.

Oh, sorry.

I'm just the poor, struggling writer
bastard.

Really? Yeah.

Anything I've... Doubtful, one book, 5
,000 copies. Great reviews, but nobody

read it. You were published.

That's impressive.

What's it called?

Bright Heaven.

I like the title.

Thanks. So what brings a poor,
struggling writer like yourself to such

gala evening?

My wife. We just moved here from
Seattle.

She's the new editor of Communiqué and
evidently Alan Rush is... The Darth

of publishing.

No, don't worry. He takes that as a
compliment. I know. I'm a friend of the

family. Really?

I wish you wife luck.

May the force be with her.

And then some.

In case you've forgotten, this fall is
an honor for your father, who was cut

down in his prime.

My lung cancer.

Just think of me as carrying the torch.

You live to mock me.

That's pathetic, Carrie.

What is going on? Nothing. Personally,
I'm trying to recover from the thrashing

I got at work today. That new editor you
hired is a piece of work. She

threatened me. How?

I seriously doubt that.

She said she's cutting corners, starting
with my salary.

That meant it's a bit too high.

But considering you're too cheap to give
your stepchildren any money, I have to

earn every dime I can. Carrie, that's
enough.

Hi, all. Sorry I'm late. Why don't you
look at your brother as an example?

He's a man who's worked for every
success he's achieved in life, and he's

to go on to great things because of it.

You watch.

Sorry, have I interrupted something
here? No.

No, I was just saying goodbye.

Carrie. For God's sake, Linda, let her
go.

Peter, please talk to her. All right, I
will.

I have to talk to Maude. Excuse me.

Carrie.

Carrie.

Come on.

Let's try to get along at least for just
one night.

It's tough not being the golden child.

Come here.

You're the only one I love. You know
that, don't you?

I gotta go.

Excuse me for a second, will you? Thank
you.

I hear you met my stepdaughter this
morning.

Yes.

We didn't exactly get off to the best
start, but I want you to know that I'm

going to work really hard to make sure
that she's happy.

That's what I wanted to talk to you
about.

You see, while I despise nepotism, my
wife insists that Carrie work at the

magazine. I understand.

Kid gloves. No, no.

Brass knuckles. I've had it with that
little bitch.

Make her miserable.

See that she quits.

Otherwise, you may be the one standing
on the unemployment line.

I emailed Deanne last night. Told her it
was over.

In a nice way.

You broke up with her over the internet?

It's clean.

It's clean as having a mess.

You don't have to make sure she can play
over and over. I don't want my voice to

get lost. I thought you liked the ad.
She invested all that money with you.

Yeah, you know, she's all right, but
she's too brainy. You never did a girl

brainy. You're wrong, pal. My priorities
have shifted.

Intelligence sends a humor that's at the
top of my list. Yeah, right below

staggeringly gorgeous. You know, there's
not a woman in the city who's not

desperate to go out with you. You could
be three feet tall and a fair child, and

they would still sell tickets. Right
now, it's my name that's almost costing

my job.

There was this item in the Daily News
yesterday insinuating that the only

I'm working in the DA's office is
because ten years ago, he campaigned for

father. That's a lot of crap.

No, I learned at Harvard that no matter
what I accomplish, ultimately, my dad's

going to get... credit for it, which
might not piss me off quite as much if

were still alive.

You know what your problem is?

You're so damn good, but you make it
look too easy.

You gotta learn to show a little sweat.

Hey, watch out!

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Oh, I'm so sorry.

I'm sorry. It's my first day of these
things.

No problem.

Just try to avoid heavy traffic.

Thanks. I'll do my best.

Hey, we play softball today at 6 o
'clock, field number 3.

100 bucks, you don't show.

Real smooth.

I'd love to see it, but if it's going to
the museum, then let's not waste our

time.

Okay.

Okay.

Call me when you hear something.

Wow, you have some nerve showing your
face here. What happened to you last

night? I'm sorry. I got a bad case of
altitude sickness. My nose starts to

above 14th Street.

Come on, I want to take you to lunch. I
got a table waiting in Soho Kitchen.

Let's go.

I heard Alan hired a new editor.

Yeah, that means well.

I just started yesterday and already
he's going to turn me into a little

bee. Trust me, he's not up to the fight.

I met her husband last night.

You did?

What's he like?

Shoes. How's he?

Very. Said he was a writer, wrote one
book or something.

What's it called?

I don't remember.

Nikki, it was just last night.

He said it received good reviews, but
nobody read it.

Something about heaven.

Bright heaven.

Bright heaven?

You go ahead, Nikki.

I just realized I've been doing this all
along.

I should be giving Stephanie the support
she needs. Gail, you were kindest, you

know what I mean?

Where's all of this coming from?

Talking to you. You put things in
perspective.

I'm going to go. I don't want to be
there for our afternoon staff meeting.

Hey, what about lunch? Save the check.
It's on me.

We're supposed to get some employment
indicators tomorrow, but I'd advise you

buy now.

At least 100 grand if you'd like to put
a dent in this thing.

This issue has been outperforming the
market by 20%. Uh -huh.

Uh -huh.

Right.

I think it's got long -term potential,
though there's bound to be a correction.

No, I'm not pressuring you, sir. I'm
just suggesting.

Yeah, sure, I can hold it.

No, no, I'd be happy to.

You gutless bastard. Do you have any
idea what you've done to me?

Dan, this is not the place. I'm talking
to a client.

Look, you ruined me, and you didn't even
have the decency to pick up the phone.

Dan, I am sorry.

Something like this, it's never happened
to me before. Okay.

I freaked out, too. I trusted you, Gil.
I really trusted you. I know.

I gave you all of my money.

Everything from my parents' estate, all
of my security. You understand

everything. It was a bad break, Deanne.

I've never seen a stock go south like
that in my entire life. Why wasn't I

diversified? You were.

And then I got this tip. I thought it
was a great opportunity. But it went

south. Yeah, it went south.

And on top of that, you're dumping me?

What kind of scum are you?

You know, Dan, for the past three
months, all you've done is judge my

performance, my emotional availability,
my intellectual shortcomings. Now here

you are berating me for a bad stock.

Newsflash, I don't control the market.

I make educated guesstimates. Gil, your
lousy guesstimate lost me over $100

,000. And excuse me, but I was never
judging your sexual performance. I don't

that sort of thing. Can you talk about
this later, please? No, we are through

talking. But don't think I am just going
to dry up and blow away.

I am going to get you for this, Gil.

Eastside Prep is one of the most revered
and established learning institutions

in Manhattan.

We produce more national merit scholars
than any school in the country, while

almost 90 % of our students go on to an
Ivy League college.

What happens to the other 10 %?

Suicide?

Sorry, just a joke.

Mr. Merrill, we weren't planning to take
on any new instructors this year, but

given that Mr. Rush is one of our most
enthusiastic supporters...

We have managed to squeeze you in. Thank
you, but I prefer to be here on my own

merits.

I hope you know that I have been
teaching writing for a number of years

excellent small college outside of
Seattle.

Yes, we are aware of that.

We are also aware of a complaint filed
by one of your female students.

Excuse me?

I only say this because this school has
never been touched by scandal, and we

can't afford to have our good standing
impaired by... Miss Phillips, I know you

think you're doing someone a favor.

by giving me a job here.

But the truth is you'll be damn lucky if
I decide to teach here. And if I do, I

trust that my good standing won't be
impaired by unsubstantiated gossip.

Thanks for your time.

Okay, gorgeous, you're up. Okay, I'm up,
I'm up.

Got it.

Got it.

Mind if I take a turn at bat?

Don't worry, I won't hold it to your
bat.

This is Nikki.

Nice to meet you, Alex.

Gil Chase.

Come on, let's play, huh? Gil, you're
up.

Hey, you want to go get a drink? It's
getting dark, and thanks to you, the

game's basically over.

Let's go.

Game's over. We're just going to go get
a drink.

Mark, I didn't think you were home.

Hey, Steph.

Is everything all right?

Yeah.

Life just happens to suck at the moment.

Tell me.

I don't think I'm going to take that
job.

Why not?

Because they don't want to hire me.

I'm being shoved down their throats
courtesy of your boss.

Hey, you can't look at it that way.

They'd be lucky to have you.

They'll realize it once you start.

They knew all about the thing at Mount
Wilson.

Oh, God.

You know, I shouldn't be teaching
anyway.

No, by this point, I should be
supporting myself writing. I should be

us.

If you don't want the job, don't take
it.

I made you move here, and I'm making
enough money for both of us right now.

Let's get one thing straight, okay?

I'm here because I want to be here.

I just want us both to be happy.

Being a good trawler, isn't that
different from being a good actor?

You've got to deliver a performance,
please an audience, but when the show's

over, there's actually something at
stake.

I would hate the responsibility.

Somebody's fate, depending on me? I'm
used to it.

Responsibility was pretty much thrust on
me at an early age.

So what happens if you're wrong and you
end up sending some completely innocent

person to the chair?

It doesn't happen like that. Most, if
not all, of the people I prosecute are

guilty. Oh, come on. That's a completely
elitist assumption.

Did you ever stop to think?

That maybe you're just so incredibly
persuasive with your stalwart manner and

your chiseled Viking jaw that you're
convincing juries to put otherwise

completely innocent individuals behind
bars. It's ridiculous. Number one, I

don't have a chiseled Viking jaw.

How would you describe it?

You know, I'd much rather talk about how
beautiful you are.

Come here.

This is my favorite place in the city.
Really?

Yeah. I've seen everybody here.

Baryshnikov, Nureyev.

Every Christmas when I was a girl, my
mother used to take me over on the ferry

to see the Nutcracker.

Oh, the ferry from where?

Staten Island.

I'm sure you've heard of it. I'm also
sure you've never been there.

Come on. Give me a break.

Did you ever dance?

Yeah. Like all little girls.

I harbored vague fantasies, but...

Then I grew up and realized it's not
something you become. It's something

born to.

Plus, we didn't have the money for
ballet lessons. Major handicap.

So what do you do now?

For a living.

Yeah.

I, uh... I work at the cosmetics counter
at Bergdorf's.

Guess that explains why you have such
soft skin.

Stop by someday.

I got just the thing for those dry lips.

See you around, kiddo. Hey, wait up.
I'll walk you home.

No, I gotta meet a friend for dinner.

Take care of yourself, Peter.

What's up, Jack?

Who is, uh, Deanne Landis?

Girl likes to date. And a client?

That's right.

She's suing us.

for abuse of fiduciary responsibility.

Says you coerced her into poor
investments without sufficiently

risks involved.

Seemed like good bets at the time.

Please, God, do not let me discover you
have an acquaintance who happens to own

this crappy little computer company. No,
Jared, it's nothing like that.

As a matter of fact, Peter Fairchild...
No, Gil, I'm tired of hearing about all

these fancy friends of yours. Unless, of
course, they're actually going to start

investing some money with this firm.

You know, this thing with Deanne is
nothing but a personal matter.

Sorry her scare tactics got to you.

Fairchild. Peter, it's Carrie.

Before noon?

What are you doing up so early?

I'm at work. I've decided to be good.
You know, total line and all that.

Uh -huh.

Anyway, listen, I'm throwing a little
party for my new boss tonight at the

vault. I want you to come.

Carrie, you know I can't keep up those
vampire hours anymore.

Come on, everyone's going to be there.
Gil, Nicky.

Oh, and bring that new girl you're
seeing, the one you met at the softball

yesterday. God, there are spies
everywhere.

Don't be so paranoid.

And don't bother showing up before 11.

You need a bed top? Yeah.

Paulina's at eight, and don't forget to
watch your eyes.

Thank you for coming.

I wasn't sure if you would. No, I think
you were pretty confident I'd be here.

I didn't mean to run off like that last
night.

I was feeling myself so attracted to
you.

But then the name and the image of who
you are got in the way, and I thought,

this is stupid.

We have nothing in common.

I'm from an Italian working -class
family, and you're a fair child. You

sound like there's horrible stigma.

Is it?

Sometimes.

How?

People are always judging you.

They have these crazy expectations that
you can never fulfill.

No matter what I accomplish, it never
seems to be enough.

It never can be enough.

Come on, you're young, you've got this
great job in the DA's office. I know,

I'm assisting on some of the highest
profile cases in the city.

I mean, we're going after some people in
the mayor's office who've been

untouchable for years.

Really? Like who?

It doesn't matter.

The point is, I'll never be my father.

And when you get right down to it,
that's all anyone ever wants me to be.

I know how you feel.

My mother passed away a few years ago,
and I've got five brothers who, along

with my father, have depended on this
woman's cooking their entire lives.

Myself, I can't even boil pasta.

So I'm this huge disappointment to them
because it was up to me to learn all the

recipes. You've got to come over to my
place for dinner.

I'm a great cook. You see?

Men can cook. That's what I tell my
brothers.

Bon appetit.

What are you trying to do, kill us here?

Look, all families have their stuff.

Yours, I guess, is just on a different
scale.

What?

I like you.

That's all.

Yeah.

I like you, too.

Just you and a photograph, see that?

Picture?

The moment I started at the magazine, I
feel like I'm tiptoeing through a family

minefield. I mean, first this Carrie
Fairchild treats me like I'm a hired

and now she's making nice and throwing
me a party.

I'm not buying it.

Uh, Stephanie Wells?

Get you a drink?

Yeah, double anything.

Be right back.

Don't be long.

Stephanie.

I'm so glad you made it.

Thanks. Hi.

There's a million people I want to
introduce you to.

Great. My husband just went to get us a
drink.

Oh, don't worry. He'll find us.

Okay.

So I made a little mistake.

What I think she's really shooing me
over is the fact that I dumped her.

Just using that stock thing as an
excuse.

Great tonight.

I'll meet you at six.

Do you know where you are, Gil?

You're a toxic bachelor.

What's that supposed to mean? You lead
women on.

You become their best friend, tell them
what they want to hear, and then

anywhere between three weeks and three
months, that is, whenever the sexual

fireworks die down, you end it. Yeah,
it's not quite that simple, Nikki. Yes,

is. And given the fact there are about a
thousand women for every single

straight man in this city, you keep
getting away with it. Excuse me, did I

to be psychoanalyzed this evening?

Hello.

Stephanie, I'd like to introduce you to
my closest friend, Nikki Sheridan. She

owns a fabulous gallery in Soho. Gil
Chase, one of my brother's friends.

Hi. Have you seen Peter? I'll kill him
if he doesn't show.

I haven't seen him.

Nikki, could you introduce Stephanie to
Isaac Mizrahi? I think he's hiding in

the corner.

My pleasure.

Thanks.

Hi.

Say hi!

Hold this.

That's right.

Carrie Fairchild.

Oh, hey.

Nice to meet you.

I recognize you from your book jacket.

Don't tell me you actually read my book.

Of course. I'm a tremendous fan.

When I found out that Stephanie was
married to Mark Merrill, I couldn't

it.

How did she ever persuade you to leave
Seattle?

It wasn't easy, but this is too good an
opportunity for her to pass up.

Bright Heaven is without a doubt the
most brilliant piece of fiction I've

in years.

It's a pleasure to meet you.

Well, thank you. Really.

Do you like surprises?

Well, I guess that depends.

I have a fabulous one planned for you
and Stephanie.

She has a lot of people she needs to
talk to. I'd hate to tear her away.

You afraid of heights?

Not generally, no.

Good.

We'll be back before anyone misses us.

Why not?

Come on.

Maybe I've been in love once in my life.

Maybe twice.

The second might have been infatuation.

What about the first?

He left me and married my best friend,
Myra Carpazy.

You know, I think I saw the three of you
on the Ricky Lake show.

We could have been.

Especially since Myra had the nerve to
ask me to be her maid of honor.

Listen, I'm supposed to drop by a party
my sister's throwing at this club

downtown.

I don't know.

I'm really not much for those kind of
places.

I can catch a cab home if you want to
go. Hey, why do you always keep trying

run away from me every chance you get?
I'm not. It's just that I'm not into the

club scene, that's all.

Fine.

I'll call your cab.

I've never been in one of these before.

It's wonderful.

Makes you dream about what this city
might have looked like a hundred years

So what about you, Peter?

Have you ever been in love?

You know, I'm not sure that I ever have.

They're for midnight.

I want to run.

I want to be alive.

I want to tear down the walls.

Well, this is great.

It's the only way to see New York.

Stephanie is going to be so sorry she
missed this.

I just adore your wife.

It's about time we have a smart, young,
female voice to guide the magazine.

Well, I know she's excited to be here.

And you?

I've spent my whole life in and around
Seattle.

New York will certainly be an experience
if nothing else.

Well, I think someone with your talent
will flourish here.

Hey, easy with the accolades. They go
straight to my head.

So what are you working on now?

Actually, I'm writing a play.

Really? Yeah.

I'd love to get a look at it. I have a
lot of great theater connections.

I'd be happy to show it to you.

Why don't you bring it by my office
tomorrow?

I'd love to see one of your works in
progress.

Look, that's the Chrysler Building.

And behind it, the Empire State
Building.

Isn't it beautiful?

It's unbelievable.

God, I love this city.

It makes you feel like anything can
happen anytime, anywhere, anyone.

Come on, Steph. We looked for you.

All I can think about the entire time is
how much you would have loved the view.

You're right.

I'm beginning to think that last night
was just a flimsy excuse for Carrie to

get you alone.

Don't tell me you're jealous.

No.

But I think that Alan may have a point.

I think it should be my top priority to
get Carrie off the magazine.

Give the kid a break. She's actually
very sweet.

When did you become such a lousy, judgy
character?

Maybe I'm just a bit partial to fans of
my book.

She read your book?

Well, don't sound so shocked, Steph.
There are some people who actually did

it. Hey, I'm sorry. You know that's not
what I meant.

Look.

Why don't we go someplace wonderful for
dinner tonight?

Just you and me.

Yeah? I feel like we haven't spent five
minutes together since we moved here.

Name the place.

I'll have to call you from work.

Will you be here? Working on my play.
Starting to feel like I finally have a

shot at getting it produced.

I have no doubt.

News is good.

Your girlfriend's lawyers pushed for a
settlement, obviously sensing they don't

have a case.

We threatened to count a suit and
basically sent them running with their

between their legs.

So that's it?

Yeah, that's it.

But next time, err on the conservative
side when you invest for friends and

family. Absolutely.

Thanks, Jerem. Really sorry about any
trouble this caused.

I'm looking for Alex Bartoli.

Oh, hi.

Uh, who is it that you wanted? Alex
Bartoli. She works here? I don't think

but maybe she's at our men's store.

Would you like me to check? Please.

I'm sorry.

Nobody by that name works at Bergdorf's.

I see.

Well, then these are for you.

Wow, thank you.

I love it. I really love it.

I can't believe he got all this. He
talked nonstop for hours.

Told me everything about his father, the
pressures of being a fair child, his

job at the DA's office, which, by the
way, looks like he got on his own merit.

Yeah, I'll let him fool you. These
people don't work for anything. They're

everything. Is that a picture?

Yes. Well, let's see it.

Come on.

That photographer cost me 200 bucks out
of pocket. Don't give me any grief about

it.

He's actually a really nice guy.

Very genuine, sincere.

Uh -huh. Great sense of humor.

Kind, romantic.

The truth is, you don't find many guys
like that in the city, no matter who

are. We'll make sure we lose all that
stuff when we run the piece.

My date with Peter Fairchild.

It's great work, Alan.

You're looking at Sunday's front page.

John, you know, I... Never

mind.

Just a minute.

Hi. Hey.

Come in.

Sorry, is this a bad time?

Oh, no, no, no.

Just running behind a little bit this
afternoon.

Want a drink?

Sure. Quick one, but then I really got
to get going.

Is that the masterpiece?

Well, why don't you read it first and
let me know.

I'll be right back.

Champagne? You're allergic, are you?

No.

You know, Mark, I have a theory about
you.

Well, let's hear it.

I think you underage yourself.

Being married to a powerful woman can do
that.

You're so accustomed to living in her
shadow, you forget you cast one of your

own.

I heard everyone in Manhattan was in
analysis, but I didn't know they all

moonlighted as shrinks.

All I meant was, you're very
charismatic.

The fact that you seem to be unaware of
it makes you all the more charming.

It's a charm.

The quality you appeared to have
mastered.

How wonderful to have found something in
common.

I appreciate whatever you can do.

Now, I really have to get going.

I'll let you out.

Was my singer again, Mark?

Yeah.

And even better to have made him a
friend.

Thank you.

Park West World Premiere Party.

I'm Michael Michelle and I play Nicky
Sheridan.

Now, I know you haven't seen much of me
tonight, but just wait. Next Wednesday,

you'll discover just what my secret is.

And I'll just leave it at that.