Original subtitles

-[knocking] -[Abby] Antoine! Open up!

What the hell?

We're being evicted?

Oh, I'm sorry. Is your name Ethan O'Brien?

Because that's the name on the lease.

This is an illegal sublet.

How many times do I have to explain this?

Ethan's a pilot whose passion is the open air.

Nice try.

Your little boyfriend moved to Nashville to launch his music career. [chuckles]

Oh, I did my detective work, girlies.

♪ Just need my lady and a truck ♪

No, no.

"No, no" is right. His music is terrible.

That is time I'll never get back.

So, go gentrify some godforsaken corner of Brooklyn like everybody else your age.

I'm not cool enough for Brooklyn. They'll eat me alive.

[Abby] Antoine, please.

We are just a poor, racially diverse pair of friends

trying to make it in the big city. I work in the arts.

-And I'm an investment banker. -[whispering] Shut up.

Okay, this conversation is over, but if you'd like to continue this rant,

go blame the guys who live across the hall from you.

They're the ones who told me.

-[both] What? -And it wasn't even in passing.

-[both scoff] -They do not like you.

[♪ funky, upbeat music playing]

-No, no, Antoine, no, Antoine. -No, Antoine. Wait, what's that--

[whimpering]

[♪ funky music continues]

-[knocking] -[♪ music stops]

-Hey, buddy. -[Kel] Josh.

[clearing throat] What's going on?

I was asleep.

We heard you crying all night. You wanna talk about it?

Or at least take off Vivian's robe?

It's giving Silence of the Lambs.

But this robe is the only thing I have left to remind me of her.

See how you feel after you eat.

We got you a bacon, egg, and cheese.

-[Josh] Thank you. -[Davis] Of course.

But that's your last one.

You're single now.

You gotta get rid of this love lard.

Don't call him fat. You're gonna give him a complex.

Good!

Body positivity is only for women.

They can look however these days, but we gotta be ripped.

And no girl is gonna want to jump on those gorgeous bones of yours

with your ex's stuff lying around.

Put her stuff in here. I've got a job interview today.

I could drop it off at her place on the way.

Will you tell me what she says about me?

No.

Because, honestly, that was a lie. I was just gonna throw it out.

Take your box. It's too soon.

And anyway, it isn't big enough for all the memories.

[banging]

[banging intensifies]

What the f--

[dog barking]

Hey! Good morning.

Hi. How are you?

[clearing throat] What a nice surprise.

Care for the blender remnants of a protein smoothie?

No, we don't want any of your stupid smoothie!

Stupid? Uh, there's 70 grams of protein in there.

I can't believe you little bitches narced on us.

And I can't believe you defiantly glorify criminality.

For months, I've put up with all of your bullshit.

The girls coming in and out at all hours,

storing your shitty-ass bikes in the hallway,

which you've never once used.

Because the bike seat makes my penis numb.

And I'm pretty sure you're stealing some of my Amazon packages.

What? No, no, I would never steal.

Oh, those are your rhinestone flip-flops?

Yeah, I like sparkly things.

And I've never said a word.

But to be little snitches and get us evicted?!

-That is low, even for you. -I told Antoine never mind!

It was too late by the time you ratted us out.

So you better fix this, or else.

Are you... threatening us?

You wanna find out?

My girl's from Dorchester, Massachusetts.

Is that a tough neighborhood?

I'm not familiar with local towns in other states.

Well, I'm from Jersey. Ever heard of that, bitch?

-Oh! -Okay, okay, okay.

Hey, we will fix this.

Just so you know, it's-- it's not us.

-It's just Josh. -Yeah, Josh only wanted the apartment

for his girlfriend, but she dumped his fat ass.

Good. [clapping]

Get your flops.

-[clearing throat] Stretched 'em a little. -[scoffs]

[♪ upbeat electronic music playing]

I can't deal with this apartment shit right now.

It's my first real day of work, and I need to make a big impression.

I have decided it's my Alpha Day.

-Your what? -Alpha Day.

Banking environments are famously competitive places.

If you're not steamrolling someone, you are getting steamrolled.

Did you get nothing from Wolf of Wall Street?

I mostly remember Leo's naked butt.

It deserved an Oscar.

[AJ] Okay, well, I need to send a message

that says I am hyper-competent.

I don't need anyone's help, and I don't love strip clubs,

but I can sit at the bar and eat wings.

And hope your boss doesn't remember you called him an asshole and fire you.

[sighs] I was trying not to think about that.

Yes, that too. Damn it.

That one.

-Thank you. -Mm-hmm.

-Alpha Day. -Alpha Day.

I am an Alpha! I am a boss!

[♪ jazz music playing]

[dog barking]

[school bell ringing]

[Kel] Kate, I'm so thankful you found me a job so fast.

You kidding me? We always need substitute teachers.

A lot of our staff take lengthy mental health sabbaticals.

And, honestly, I was excited to hear from you.

-It's been a minute. -I know.

I got so busy with med school and everything, and--

Yeah, well, it's great to have you here.

I always thought you had the kind soul

-and warm eyes of an educator. -[chuckles]

Um, I'm-- I'm really here for the schedule.

Substitute teaching will give me a lot of time to focus on auditioning,

and I need to book an acting gig before I can tell my parents

that I quit med school.

So, what excites you most about teaching

-is... not being at school? -No.

No, no, no, it's-- it's so much more than that.

[chuckles] I see. Good.

Yeah, I mean, like, I need money for rent,

and groceries, and food, and stuff.

Totally, totally. Well, your first class is at 2:00.

Do I need to stick around until then, or...

I mean, it's not a written rule, but--

-Best job ever. -Uh, I-- Just-- Just to say it,

I know we have a romantic history.

A conversation about hummus at a party

turned undefined hookup situation.

And I promise you that will not affect

our clearly defined professional relationship.

Thank you, Kate.

-I'll see you at 2:00. -I'll see you at 2:00, too, yeah.

-Awesome. -[school bell ringing]

[Kate] Awesome, yeah. [laughing]

[♪ upbeat jazz music playing]

-[people chattering] -[office phones ringing]

[Davis] Ooh, I found you and Abby a listing.

A two-bedroom on Rikers Island.

You mean, Randalls Island?

No, this says, "Rikers."

Fine. Send it to me.

-[elevator doors opening] -[people murmuring]

He's here.

Who? What is this?

It's Bill, dumbass!

[whispering] Alphas don't get fired. Alphas don't get fired.

-Alphas don't get fired. Alphas don't-- -Stop whispering!

And throw away your food. He hates seeing people eat.

How do you eat, then?

A Luna Bar on the toilet!

[♪ "The Boss" by James Brown playing]

♪ Paid the cost to be the boss ♪

♪ Paid the cost to be the boss ♪

♪ I paid the cost to be the boss ♪

♪ Look at me ♪

♪ You know what you see? ♪

♪ You see a bad mutha ♪

[sighs deeply]

-[inhales deeply] -[clapping]

[exhales sharply]

[Bill] Hey! What are you doing?

Get in here!

[chairs rattling]

Congratulations, today is the best and worst day of your life.

Do any of you consumer and retail experts

know what Yarn Barn is?

Launched in 2013 by Roland Shumwertz,

it's a St. Louis-based crafting box store--

My mom orders all her bedazzling kits from there.

-Are you into crafting? -Do I look like I'm into crafting?

-No? -Correct.

Thankfully, many people are.

Yarn Barn is in 37 states and valued at over $3 billion.

Stanson Capital is buying it.

-Ellison Grant is doing the deal. -[Bill] Oh, cool.

Someone has the internet.

What you don't know is Ellison Grant fucked the deal last night.

-What? How? -Rookie move.

They were talking shit about Yarn Barn's founder.

-Roland Shumwertz. -We know his name, Jocelyn!

Finish your story, Bill. It's great.

Anyway, they were on Slack saying his wife is divorcing him

because he looks like a turtle in a wool sweater.

But those dummies didn't realize Turtle Face was also on the thread.

So now they're out, and we have a chance to poach it.

Hey, do I know you?

No. I'm the new first-year. I started yesterday.

I've never met you before, sir.

-Are you sure? -I don't know.

Do you go to the Trader Joe's on 31st and 3rd?

-What's Trader Joe's? -It's a discount grocery store.

-Founded by Joe Coulombe-- -Ah, ah, ah, ah.

Now, at 10 a.m. tomorrow, Roland is coming here,

where he will read the best pitch book you have ever made.

Tomorrow?

It takes a week to put together a book like this.

Well, then I suggest you get to work.

[AJ] Bill?

I, for one, thrive under pressure.

Thank you for putting your trust in us.

Dileep, you're with me.

We're meeting Roland at a crafting convention in Cleveland in six hours.

-Why are you still here? -Oh.

♪♪

-[machine beeping] -[indistinct PA announcement]

Hey, girl.

I got your green juice and Adderall.

You're resting,

so I'm gonna go-- Ah!

I saw Austin's outfit.

-I can explain. -He looked...

incredible.

-He did? -I mean, I wouldn't have chosen

that color for him, but you could tell that he loved how he looked. Good job.

Did you just say "good job" to me?

Stop, don't make a thing of it.

So, you're not mad about Blemish?

Oh, no, I am furious.

I had a small heart attack last night and I flatlined for two minutes.

But what else could you have done?

It's not like you picked out that outfit and suggested he wear it.

Oh, God, no.

Taking advantage of your absence to push my own agenda?

-I'd get fired for that. -Fired?

You'd never work again. Alright.

I need you to pick up Austin's suit. He's at the Cherry Lane Theatre

rehearsing for some boring play. Go.

-I'm on it. -Wait.

You didn't happen to bring any cigarettes with you, did you?

To the emergency room? No.

Just leave. Go.

[cans clanging]

Hey, is now a bad time to grab a seltzer?

[pallet thuds]

Yes.

I'm really sorry, again, for taking your job.

If I had known you were next in line--

You'd what, not have done it?

Look, I've been thinking.

If you like, I could put in a good word with my dad.

He burns through his assistants.

But he hasn't met you yet. Right?

Excuse me, I gotta go get my lumbar support belt,

as I've got 20 more pallets of seltzer to unload.

[phone dinging]

"Dryden Work Text"?

[phone continues dinging]

What the hell?

They're not even red. they're Vermont Barn.

[dinging continues]

Do you believe this?

My coworkers have a secret text chain where they call me Joffrey.

-I can see it. -Yeah, I can see it, too.

Evil nepo, son of the king.

That's the problem. They hate me so much,

I'm not even invited to work drinks tomorrow night.

-How do I fix this? -[Kel] Man, they just don't know you.

In the seventh grade, I thought you were a huge nerd.

And then I went to your bar mitzvah, and Bruno Mars was there,

and I decided you were cool.

That's neither a compliment nor helpful.

Dude, you're the best person we know. You saved my life.

Wait, Josh diagnosed your arrhythmia?

No. No, I've almost died a lot.

This was Homecoming, 2019.

I drank so much, I passed out in a bush

and started choking on my own puke.

Luckily, that bush was in front of Hell House.

Hillel House, the Jewish Affinity Group.

And it was a mitzvah,

'cause this sweet angel saw me, rolled me on my side,

and removed all my IDs so the cops couldn't call my parents.

Yes, be that guy! That guy is awesome.

There's no way your coworkers won't love you.

-Just crash the drinks. -Really?

Just show up uninvited?

-Yeah. -I don't even like it

when you guys have friends over without asking.

[Davis] No, no, no. Crashing's cool.

Wedding Crashers, favorite movie.

Crash Into Me, best Dave Matthews song.

And a crash cart saved my life when my arrhythmia was acting up.

You know what? You guys are right. I'm going.

But I really hate the bar they picked. Should I suggest a nicer one?

-No, man. You're hopeless. -Why do we even bother giving you advice?

-[fans screaming] -[Abby] Excuse me. Excuse me.

Excuse me.

His stylist is just trying to get through, please!

[fan] Austin, I love you!

[fans continue screaming]

Hi. I'm here to pick up a package for Vanessa Hsu.

-Thank you. Thank you so much. -[Austin] Oh, hey.

Oh, hi!

I'm Abby, I work for Vanessa.

I dressed you last night.

Yeah, I know who you are.

What kind of sociopath forgets someone from 12 hours ago?

You get used to being invisible in this job.

Once, Vanessa stood on my hand for an entire fitting.

I doubt you could ever be invisible.

[♪ soft music playing]

Uh, you were right, by the way.

The outfit thing. The film wasn't tracking well,

and now they're thinking about adding more theaters.

So, thank you.

Yeah, it's my pleasure.

♪♪

Okay, I'm gonna go elbow my way

through a pack of deranged teenagers.

Yeah, it's crazy, huh?

I tried to go to Joe's to get a piece of pizza,

-and one of them bit me. -Oh!

I think I'm gonna have a ZYN for lunch.

Hey, I-- I'd love to see you again.

Wow. [laughing]

That is obviously, uh, beyond flattering.

But I just got my first compliment from Vanessa.

I cannot mess this up.

So, I can't see you like that.

I need to set that boundary.

[chuckles] Wow, yeah. Wasn't expecting that answer.

But sure.

I can do boundaries.

Thank you.

I'll see you around.

[♪ upbeat jazz music playing]

-[fans screaming] -[camera shutters snapping]

[school bell ringing]

Normally, our teachers do wear a blazer,

though you look amazing in anything.

-So, I'll take it. [chuckles] -Thank you.

I mean, I-- I just figured I'd-- I'd throw a lab coat over it and...

Uh, lab coat?

You're teaching English.

Did I not mention that?

Sorry. My cat attacked this kid in our building,

and it's become this whole thing, and--

Okay, but I-- I can't teach English.

I majored in biochem. The last book I read was Lemony Snicket.

Kel, you love theater.

Plays are just lazy books.

They're studying Jane Austen.

You know where to find me if you need anything.

Wha-- Kate.

Hold on. Kate, Kate!

[school bell ringing]

Here I go. [sighs]

[students chattering]

Hello, young minds.

I am your new English teacher.

Uh, Kel Washington.

You guys can call me Mr. Washington.

We don't do that here. We'll be calling you Kel.

Oh, great. Very casual.

That's what my roommates call me. I like it!

Okay, um, today, I am very excited

to dive into... Pride and Prejudice

by... Jane Austen.

It is a book I really love and know a lot about.

So, Kel, what's your deal?

-My deal? -Before you try to lie, we looked you up.

We know you were in med school two seconds ago.

What happened?

Did you get expelled?

I was not expelled, no.

I-- I wanted a career change.

So I took destiny into my own hands.

Kind of like Elizabeth Bennet. [slurping loudly]

Who's that? Is she-- Is she another student?

She's the protagonist of the book you quote, "love and know a lot about."

[Kel] Right. Of course.

Uh, yeah. Um, well, she seems like a real cool lady.

[Sarah] Jesus, Kel.

Tuition here costs more than most colleges.

Yeah, Angela Merkel spoke at our graduation,

and we booed her off the stage for being boring.

So, pray tell, what business do you have teaching here?

Look, I assumed I was gonna be teaching biology.

But here we are. And it's gonna be great.

How about we start with chapter one out loud

and everyone picks a fun voice?

[loud slurping]

♪♪

[Jocelyn] Stop! Oh, my God, you're so funny.

Okay, see you soon. Bye.

Guess what? My ex still works at Ellison.

It was a very unhealthy relationship for him.

Anyway, he's agreed to give me the inside scoop

on their numbers so we can land this deal.

-Huge! -[clapping]

You go. Me and Private Pascarelli

will tag team the models and the deck.

No. I'll do the models and charts myself.

Davis can format the deck.

-[people chattering] -[office phones ringing]

Look.

I-- I applaud the ambition, but I'm the second-year.

And when I was a first-year,

my second-year held my hand through everything.

Kwaku and I were two brains beating as one.

Davis, no offense,

but I've spent the past three summers modeling at Fidelity.

Don't worry.

[computer keys clacking]

[dog barking]

It's an urban oasis with picturesque views

of a historically significant Dunkins'.

What the hell?

I'm sorry, are you lost, little girl?

I can't believe you're showing the apartment already.

I have to use my bathroom!

It's Rebecca and Zeb's bathroom.

Pending a credit check.

[door slams]

-[gasps] -[lock clicking]

It's haunted!

[scoffs]

I can't believe you dropped out of medical school to act.

But since it allowed you to be home

during my moment of crisis, I fully support it.

-Thank you. -Of course.

Anytime. Seriously.

I mean, mi baño es su baño.

Okay, bye.

Sorry, are you watching Pride and Prejudice?

Did you put that on to make me think you were sensitive?

-Kel! -What? No, no.

I just got a job teaching English at a girls' school to make money.

And if I don't catch up fast, they will destroy me.

Oh. [sighs]

Were they bullying you? Correcting you on the material?

-Yeah. A lot. -Did they ask a lot of personal questions

-with an air of judgment? -Yes, h-how did you know?

Because I was just like these girls, an overachieving little asshole

who projected the impossibly high expectations of my parents

onto my teachers.

Okay, then help me out, don't just eat my Swedish Fish.

Your only chance of survival is to be so prepared,

you make them feel stupid.

-I am preparing. I'm watching the movie. -That's not nearly enough.

If they've read the book, you need to read three.

Treat it like you're preparing for medical school.

Can't I just tell them that I'll fail them if they don't do what I say?

Wait. What's this?

[Kel] Antoine puts on these sad dance showcases

that nobody goes to.

Hmm.

-Can I keep this? -Yeah.

I'm keeping these, too.

Sure.

[door opens, closes]

[♪ "I Guess the Lord Must Be in New York City" by Harry Nilsson playing]

[phone dings]

[Abby] I know I set a boundary!

And I do mean it! But I need a favor.

♪ I'll say goodbye to all my sorrow ♪

♪ And by tomorrow ♪

♪ I'll be on my way ♪

♪ I guess the Lord must be ♪

♪ In New York City ♪

-[banging] -[♪ music stops abruptly]

The charts in this deck are fucked up!

-Did Davis format the deck wrong? -How dare you!

-But did I? -No. The charts are wrong

-because AJ's models are wrong. -No, no.

That's impossible. I triple-checked everything.

Then why doesn't the book reflect the new numbers I got from my ex?

I had to agree to go to his dad's 70th birthday for those!

Oh, my God, I was so locked in,

I missed your email and didn't update the models.

I totally fucked up. I'm gonna get fired.

Bill and Turtle Face will be here in 90 minutes.

I'm so sorry.

It's fine. We can adjust the models.

-The problem is-- -Reprinting the book.

Internal is slammed. We have to go offsite.

Gramercy or Delancey? Gramercy's closer.

Yeah, but I know Ron at Delancey. He'll open up early for me.

Again, I am so sorry.

Stop apologizing. Only apologize if we can't fix this.

Now, go. I'll call ahead.

[exhales sharply]

Damn, Jane Austen. You can write.

[♪ Muzak playing]

[binding machine cranking]

-[Davis exhales sharply] -[whispering] Hey, Davis?

-[paper rustling] -Uh--

Hey, man. I'm Davis.

[cranks loudly]

-Love your work. -Mm. [chuckles]

I'm from the South, which is, like, the only place

that still appreciates the importance of a printed invitation.

It's like, when did "faster" start to mean "better"?

You know what? Thank you for saying that.

Hey, I feel like a tool just chatting while you're doing all the work.

You mind if I box while you bind?

[Ron] Knock yourself out, buddy.

-Thanks. -Of course.

[binding machine cranking]

[rapid knocking]

[gasps]

You had Austin Blanchett tweet about my show?

Yes. Unless that's bad.

It sold out!

I've never been more excited in my life.

I just thought you deserved the hype. [chuckles]

I do! I do deserve the hype!

I can't wait to tell my cousin Mahershala

he's not the only talented one in the family. [chuckles]

-[chuckles] Oh! -Mm!

So... can we stay?

Yes, you can stay.

-Yes! -But someone comparably famous

has to tweet about my showcase once a year.

You have a deal.

And those posters better be held up with tape.

[♪ upbeat jazz music playing]

[car horns honking]

Aw, shit!

There are no cabs,

and the closest Uber is 20 minutes away?

-We have to push back the meeting. -No, no. Look!

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!

Sir, I will give you a hundred bucks for that bike.

Yeah, sure.

Alright, come on, hop on.

Uh, where?

-The handlebars, E.T. style. -Oh, God.

AJ, let's go.

[shrieking]

[students chattering]

Hello, everyone.

Just to refresh, I'm Mr. Washington.

You're actually showing your face again?

How Mr. Ferrars of you, Kel.

Ah, Mr. Ferrars from Sense and Sensibility,

Jane Austen's first novel.

Yeah, Mr. Washington did his reading

-and then some last night. -[books thudding]

Kel, are we supposed to be impressed you did your job?

Come on, guys. We're going to Bluemercury.

[Kel] Oh, that's too bad. I was just gonna ask

if Charlotte Brontë was right

when she said Jane's writing lacked passion.

Charlotte was just jealous

that Jane's the queen of Victorian literature, and not her.

And I ask, why the need to crown a queen?

No one pits Charles Dickens against Victor Hugo.

Because the patriarchy insists on pitting successful women

against each other, even when they're born 40 years apart.

Let's see what Jane has to say about that.

-She's dead as hell, Kel. -[Kel] Right.

But they published a collection of her letters. [gasps]

I was just gonna see if there was maybe a real-life Mr. Darcy.

-Mr. Darcy was real? -Maybe, Marina.

[book thuds]

But you guys have fun at Bluemercury,

and the rest of us will find out.

M-Maybe we can go to Bluemercury later?

[sighs] Fine.

Continue, Kel.

Mr. Washington.

Mr. W?

I'll take it.

[slurping]

Oh, God! You guys drink that shit?

It's like old lake water.

Davis, go faster!

I'm going as fast as I ca-- [gags]

-[coughing] I just swallowed a lanternfly! -[phone chiming]

We're on our way!

[Jocelyn] [on phone] Hurry up. They're putting out the pastries.

Davis, they're putting out the pastries!

-[both screaming] -[horn honking, tires screeching]

-[AJ] Oh, my God! -[Davis exclaiming]

[AJ] Fucking New York!

-♪ Oh, 25 miles from home, girl ♪ -[phone chiming]

-[Jocelyn] Book five minutes out! Stall! -[elevator dings]

[doors sliding open]

Roland, did you know our offices

have one of the finest private art collections in New York?

Including an Edward Hopper.

-Ooh, I love Edward Hopper. -Shall we?

-We have an art collection? -Yes, it's spectacular.

Oh, thank God. Go, go, go, go, go, go, go!

[AJ sighs]

-♪ Huh, I got to walk on ♪ -[Davis gulping loudly]

♪ Whoa, ho, oh ♪

-♪ I-I, I-I ♪ -After you.

♪ I'm so tired ♪

-♪ But I just can't lose my stride ♪ -[gulping, gasping]

-[grunts] -[whimpers]

[♪ "Twenty-Five Miles" by Edwin Starr continues playing]

♪♪

♪ Whoo, come on, feet, don't fail me now ♪

-♪ Come on, feet, don't stop ♪ -♪ I got ten more miles... ♪

We're right in here, Roland, as is the rest of our C&R team.

-[♪ music stops abruptly] -Oh. Hello.

[office phones ringing]

[♪ "One Hour To Love Me" by Craig Gildner playing]

♪ You got just one hour to love me ♪

[♪ song continues playing over bar speakers]

♪ Just one hour to love me... ♪

[people chattering]

[laughter]

-[coworker] You're kidding! -[Elena] No, it was embarrassing.

I didn't teach you that, but...

Oh, my God, what are the chances?

I love this bar.

We must have office mind-meld.

-Can I join? -It's kinda tight.

No, this is great.

-[chair thumps] -Ah, this fits.

Excuse me.

So, what's everyone drinking?

I ordered a light beer 'cause sometimes they put an orange in it.

[several phones dinging]

[texts whooshing]

So, Warren, tell me about yourself.

All I know is you're wearing a Rutgers sweatshirt

and eating celery.

Well, I went to Rutgers. Hence the...

Uh, and my wife and I recently lost 150 pounds on Ozempic.

What? That's incredible.

Unfortunately, only two of those pounds were mine.

So, my wife left me and is now teaching spin classes

on a cruise ship.

But I'm happy for her.

I'm so sorry, but my girlfriend just dumped me, too.

So, any night you wanna prowl, I'm there.

Really? Thanks.

Uh, how about you, Chandra?

I see that homemade bracelet.

Kids, or are you just young at heart?

Oh. Both, actually.

I was just telling Warren that my daughter's birthday

is next week, she's turning ten.

And we have no idea what to do for her birthday party.

Ooh. What about those Natural History Museum sleepovers?

I did that for my tenth, and it crushed.

I'm sure, but the waitlists for those are endless.

You know what?

My mom's on the board of the Natural History Museum.

I'll talk to her. We can make this happen.

Oh, my God, that would be great.

[groaning] You're still here.

Oh, sorry, we were just getting to know each other,

and maybe falling in love?

-You guys feeling that, too? -[laughter]

How 'bout you, Elena? What's your deal?

I grew up in Queens. Went to Stuyvesant.

I got into Northwestern,

but it was too expensive, so I went to Hunter.

Is that good?

Yup.

Should I share more stuff about me?

I learned how to juggle last year, which was exciting.

[AJ sighs]

[Josh] Hold the door!

Oh.

-Hey. -Hey.

[elevator whirring]

Congrats, I heard you're not getting kicked out anymore.

[sobbing] I'm such an idiot!

Hey. It's okay.

Maybe? I don't know. What's going on?

I suck at my job.

I almost ruined this whole pitch, and the worst part

is my coworkers fixed it, and they didn't even rub it in my face.

I would have been such a bitch.

-Yeah, I could see that. -[sighs]

I should move back to Boston and work at a European Wax Center.

Hey, I could be wrong, but I think people helping each other at work

is actually what work is supposed to be like.

I guess that's true.

I wish I had that.

There's this one girl at my job.

Cannot stand me. I can't charm her at all.

Oh, maybe don't try to charm her.

Charm is a red flag to girls.

You know who was charming? Ted Bundy.

-I'm like Ted Bundy? -Basically.

-[scoffs] -Why don't you take your own advice

and try to be helpful?

That was good advice.

Hey, I need to get Davis something to say "thank you."

What does he like? Whiskey?

One of those shirts you're not supposed to tuck in?

Honestly, what Davis likes the most is spending time with his friends.

Oh, my God, this fucking guy.

[laughing] I know.

[groaning softly]

Well, uh, good night.

Sorry.

I'll move the bikes.

-[keys jingling] -Hey.

I, uh, need to tell you something.

You were right. We actually do know each other.

Sophomore year, Penn, Model UN conference.

We hooked up.

-Wait, what? -Yeah.

I had long hair back then.

-Oh, my God. -Yeah.

You ghosted me.

Which sucked, but it was a long time ago.

Don't worry about it. Anyway.

Good night.

[♪ "Lady Luck" by Richard Swift playing]

♪ Ooh, ooh ♪

[knocking]

Hey.

Hi.

Sorry, are you in the middle of something?

No, I was just finishing my yoga practice.

Why are you here?

At the theater, you said you were too famous

to go and get a pizza.

Now, I'm panicking that you don't remember.

No, I remember. [chuckles] I remember things.

[Abby chuckles]

Well, I just wanted to say thank you

for tweeting about my landlord's dance thing.

I mean, I've never had less likes, but I'm glad he's happy.

Look, I know I said I couldn't go out with you.

But maybe we could be friends.

I mean, I've never really had a female friend before.

-[chuckles] -But, that's cool.

Wait, you're not just gonna ask me for money

and SNL tickets, are you?

Definitely not. Unless Dua Lipa's the musical guest.

-Then, yes. -Great.

Well, ground rules established, friend.

-Good night. -Good night.

[♪ "Waterloo Sunset" by The Kinks playing]

[door closes]

♪ People so busy, make me feel dizzy ♪

♪ Taxi light shines so bright ♪

[sighs]

♪ La, la, la, every day ♪

-♪ I look at the world from my window ♪ -[phone dings]

[AJ] Thank you for everything today.

Can I make you dinner to say thanks?

♪ Waterloo sunset's fine ♪

Hell yes!

Yes!

-♪ As long as I gaze on Waterloo sunset ♪ -[car horns honking]

♪ I am in paradise ♪

♪ Sha, la, la ♪

♪ Every day, I look at the world from my window ♪

♪ Sha, la, la ♪

♪ But chilly, chilly is the evening time-- ♪

-[Bill] New person. -[♪ music stops abruptly]

-[gasps] -My office.

Uh, so did Roland like our pitch?

-I know. -Excuse me?

I know how I know you.

You called me an asshole

-and cost me $500. -Oh, my God.

I am so sorry about that.

I had just been for a run. I think my blood sugar was off.

I will see an endocrinologist--

Stop! Don't ever lie to me again.

I will always find out.

Go.

[♪ "Better Things" by Sharon Jones and the Dap-Kings playing]

♪ I'm a better woman than I have been ♪

Okay, Mami.

♪ It takes two to love but only one to leave ♪

♪ It was you who did that dirty deed ♪

♪ It's a brighter day than ever before ♪

♪ I got a new life ♪

-♪ And I'm feeling right on ♪ -[phone dings]

♪ My head is high and my spirit is strong, ah ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Mm, mm ♪

♪ I got better things to do, better things to do ♪

♪ Better things to do than remember you ♪

♪ I got better things to do, better things to do ♪

♪ Better things to do than remember you ♪

♪ Uh-huh ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Mm, mm ♪

♪ It's a brighter day than ever before ♪

♪ 'Cause I don't think about you no more ♪

♪ I got a new life and I'm feeling right on ♪

♪ My head is high and my spirit is... ♪

[voice] Go to bed.