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♪Music♪

-Honey, take a picture of them. -Okay, smile!

-Oh, a picture. -All right.

Got it.

*Phone Ringing*

Oh, hold on.

-Hello? -Maddy?

Oh hey!

I can't find you.

Yeah, we're over by the oak tree.

Oh, okay, okay, all right.

Come find us, okay?

Okay, I'm on my way.

I'm going to look for you!

Bye!

Who was that?

That was Kylie. She's going to come find us.

Where is she at?

I think she's back there with the rest of the juniors.

Dylan, where are your parents?

They're around here somewhere.

Okay, because I'd really want them to come to Maddy's graduation party next week.

We wouldn't miss it for the world.

Madison, hey! Oh my God!

Can you believe it?

I know! It's crazy, right?

Aww, look at the two of you. You're so cute.

I think you need to hang onto him. He's a keeper.

I definitely will.

Congratulations, Madison!

Hey! Thank you!

We're going to miss you around the studio.

I'll definitely be back to visit.

So what are your plans now?

I think I'm just going to work at the copy shop until I find something.

I'm sure you'll find something. You're way too talented not to.

Thank you.

She's going to blow everybody away with just how talented she is.

Miss Parker. Please have a seat.

How are you today?

Good. I'm good, thank you.

So tell me about yourself, Madison.

Well, I majored in fine arts and painting.

I also have an interest in design.

Any professional experience?

Ummm, a little bit.

Our art department obviously thrives on creative and motivated individuals,

what makes you think this advertising agency would be a good fit for your skills?

Well, I'm hard working. I'm very hard working.

And I like what I do because I work hard.

May I see your portfolio?

Yes. Certainly.

I see.

So what interests you more? Design or painting?

It depends.

Tell me, Madison

What kind of artist do you consider yourself?

♪Music♪

Madison, hi.

There's this new thing that all the kids are doing

and it starts when you take the corners of your mouth and point them up

and then once they're there, you show a little bit of teeth.

And they call this a smile.

And if you go ahead and employ this odd practice of smiling

it's very possible you may bring in a few extra customers from outside.

And also, while we're on the topic of outward appearance

the hair in the face...

I encourage the employees to take a little bit of liberty with their personal apperance,

add a little of their personality, but the hair in the face...

like me, for instance

with my mustache/soul patch combo.

The customers remember it and then we can create a little bit of a professional working relationship

so they say "Hey!"

"Go see Lincoln down at the Copy Post."

"He's the guy with the mustache/soul patch combination."

They don't say, "Go see Madison."

"She's the girl with the hair in her face that gives her boss the stank eye all day."

Are we on the same page here?

There!

Now you can scowl at me with both eyes.

I'm going to the office supply store to get some blue card stock for the Avallone job.

Try not to burn the place down.

Hi. Welcome to Copy Post.

Hi. We need some copies.

Okay, what do you need?

We're in a band.

We need some flyers made.

All right, how many?

A lot.

Like how many is a lot?

I don't know.

More than ten?

Like eleven?

Yeah, I think that'll work!

Okay.

Think they can be pink?

Yeah. I'll ask.

Excuse me.

My boy here. Roy.

He wants to know if they can be pink.

Yeah, sure.

Yeah, he thinks they'll make 'em stand out a little more.

You know, you may want to make one of those for yourself

because I know that you're gonna wanna come to our show tonight.

It's going to be off the hook.

What instruments do you guys play?

Instruments?

We're in a Rock Band tournament, baby.

That's right, I am lead expert guitarist.

I mash buttons better than MC Lars.

My boy here, Roy. He's our singer.

Don't try talking to him, though.

He's trying to save his pipes so that way he can rock out tonight...

Hardcore.

He's also the personality of the group.

Yeah.

Okay, that'll be one eighty.

Hope to see you there tonight.

You have three new messages. First unheard message.

Hey, Madison. It's Cory.

I just wanted to know if you might be coming to the screening tonight.

It's tonight at eight o'clock in the auditorium.

I really hope to see you there. Bye.

Second unheard message.

Hey Madison, Cory again.

If you could also invite some people to come. Okay, bye.

Third unhead message.

Hey Madison. Cory!

Just reminding you that the screening is at eight.

Okay, I really hope you're there.

Eight in the auditorium.

Bring people.

Bye!

Thank you all for coming out tonight.

It has truly been an honor

To work with such great and talented people.

This has been a labor of love.

And I think each and every one of you

will really be impressed with what I have created here.

Roll the film.

Tommy.

Roll the film.

Tommy!

What!?

Press play!

I never thought this day would come, but it has.

The day I've dreaded since day one.

The day of my reckoning.

The day of my own personal judgment.

Once I had found her , she was gone. And I was alone again.

I didn't know what to do at the time.

But something had to be done immediately.

The complex nature of my fortuitous apperception drove me to consummate madness!

Revelations hath come upon our souls.

Oh my God.

-It was so real. -I get it.

Cory, that was just so fabulous.

I just think that you're making a great contribution to today's young society...

Hey Madison!

Hey Cory.

Thanks for coming.

No problem.

And designing the posters.

Yeah...

I thought they'd draw a bigger crowd.

So...

So what?

How'd you like the film?

Honestly, I think you'd be better off if you stuck to your older style.

Really?

Okay, I trust your judgment. I really do.

How about me and you getting a drink sometime?

I mean I'd really love to see your new paintings.

I don't know.

I don't really drive up here that often.

Anymore.

It's cool. Scan them. E-mail them to me. I'd love to see them.

I gotta go.

So.

I'm gonna be late.

*Phone Ringing*

Hey Maddy!

Oh, hey Kylie. What's up?

I heard you were on campus tonight.

Yeah, I had to check out a friend's film premiere.

You feel like going out with me and the girls?

No, I think I'm going to have to pass.

I'm really tired and I have to work tomorrow.

I just want to head home. It's a long drive, you know?

Well, aren't you with Dylan?

Oh, he's with his parents in the Poconos.

Are you sure? Becky saw him at the Theta party.

Maddy?

Maddy?

I'll call you tomorrow.

♪Music♪

Hi.

Yeah, what's up?

Hold on.

Green eyes.

Let me go get a beer real quick.

Madison. What are you doing here?

You promised you'd bring me upstairs, baby.

Madison!

Madison!

Madison, wait!

I guess the Poconos were boring.

Fucking pathetic.

Goddamnit!

Fuck.

♪Music♪

♪ And that's the way we've got it going on♪

♪Wonderin' if you'd be showing up♪

♪For me♪

♪Life has its share of hard times♪

♪Despite my search so I could try to find♪

♪And see a way out♪

♪A way out♪

♪A way out♪

Thanks a lot for listening guys.

If any of you are interested in buying a CD

come on up. They're only ten dollars.

Can I get a lager?

Hey there.

Hi.

Have I seen you here before?

Probably not. No.

Come to open mics often?

Well, I've been avoiding anybody creative recently so no.

Probably not.

Got a boyfriend?

Not anymore.

Can I buy you a drink?

Sure.

Yo.

♪Music♪

♪Guitar strumming♪

You have one new message.

Message one.

Hey Madison. Dylan.

Look, I don't really know what you really want me to say about last night.

Probably nothing.

You and I knew this was coming for a while.

Probably longer than we'd both admit.

I don't know.

Give me a call back, I guess.

'Kay.

Message deleted. End of messages.

Hello?

Hey, Kylie.

Madison, hey! What's going on?

Dylan and I broke up.

Why? What happened?

Difference of opinion.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Are you sure? You don't sound right.

Yeah, I'm fine. I'm great.

I wish you could've stopped by to see us last night.

We went to this great party. Met a cute boy.

Yeah?

Yeah.

You should come visit again some weekend.

Haven't really seen you much since you graduated.

We'll go out.

Yeah.

Yeah, that would be great.

Madison, unless that's a special order, get off the phone.

I gotta go.

Okay, miss you!

Okay. Bye.

Yeah, I need you to take a look at these.

Did you book these? These don't make any sense to me.

Please come look at these.

Yes, now. Yes.

Now in the business card, the base stock we sell is the fifty pound.

A guy like you, you don't want the fifty pound.

You wanna upgrade. Eh! Eighty pound!

The fifty pound is not the way to go if you're gonna get business cards.

Now these are high stress, you know?

The kind of industry you're in, you're gonna want something that's gonna hold up.

You're gonna want the eighty pound. Not gonna lie to you. It's gonna cost more.

I'll pay it.

But you're gonna get more in the long run because they're gonna last.

You're not gonna have to hand out five, six business cards to everyone you see

you know what I'm saying?

People love business cards.

Madison, take the box over the high school for me.

Sure.

Right now?

Yes, right now. Yes!

Eighty pound.

The upgrade, they're gonna look that much nicer.

The print adheres to it a little more, you get a little bit of embossing going on.

That box is heavy, lift with your back.

And so I'm also thinking for you two color.

Everyone out there got a one.

You don't want a one.

You want a two.

That's a rhyme

Thank you! I appreciate it.

-Thank you! -You're good.

All right. You drive safely.

Is she all right?

She'll be fine.

Back. With the back!

Need a hand?

Oh, sure. Thanks.

Can you hold that?

Yeah, thank you.

Oh, you're from the copy shop.

Yeah, my boss asked me to drop it off here.

-You mind if I take a look? -Sure.

Cool. It's our forms. I'm Christopher, by the way.

Madison.

I saw you at the cafe back in town.

Oh yeah! I was on my lunch break.

Yeah, me too.

You a teacher here?

No, guidance counselor actually.

Oh, that's cool.

You sound surprised.

No, for some reason I just thought you were a teacher.

-I'll give you a hand taking this in. -Thanks.

This place is like twice the size of my high school.

Yeah, it's a good thing I ran into you.

You can get turned around pretty easily.

Yeah, thanks.

-Coffee. -Thank you.

That's your copy.

Thanks a lot for your help.

Sure thing.

You gonna be able to make it back okay?

Yeah, I think so.

See you later.

♪Music♪

Okay, sir. Here are the final proofs.

If you could just sign at the bottom there, we can start printing them right away.

So all the changes I wanted are here?

Yes, but I would still look it over just to make sure there aren't any errors.

Uh huh.

So why do I have to sign this?

Well in case there's a typo, the responsibility of error lies on you

so you would have to pay for the reprints.

You sound like you've rehearsed that many times.

Why would I be the one to blame?

You the one who typed it out.

Yes, sir, but it's still your responsibility to make sure the menu is how you want it.

I ain't signing this.

-Sir, I have to... -Is there a problem?

Yes! I don't want to sign this!

Sir, it's our policy that the customers sign

sign for approval before it goes to print. That's a policy.

Well that's all well and good.

But if somebody screws it up

I don't want to be the one to have to pay for it.

Sir, I assure you it's just a precaution.

And if anything does go wrong

we'll reprint it for you half off.

I need them by Friday.

They'll be done.

What did you say to him?

I didn't say anything.

Why must you always start trouble with the customers?

You have one new message. Message one.

Madison Parker. It's Lincoln Hawkins.

There was a problem after all with the Pizza Palace job.

You should've looked it over a little more thoroughly.

We are gonna have to print that guy's job half off

and guess what? It's coming out of your pay.

Also, I need you to work Saturday. And Sunday.

I have a thing.

End of messages.

♪Music♪

Hey.

Hey.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Mind if I sit?

Sure, go ahead.

I usually just come here on my lunch breaks.

No, it's fine.

Are you new to the area?

No, I just couldn't stand having lunch in the shop with my boss anymore

so I started coming here.

*Phone Ringing*

I'm sorry, do you want me to go so you can...

No, it's okay. I don't want to talk to him.

That wasn't your...?

Boyfriend.

No, well, used to be.

I figured as much.

I saw your claddagh ring, so.

Seems to be a growing trend with most of my friends.

Not getting along I take it.

No, considering they're all over an hour and a half away and still in college.

Besides I don't really find going to keggers and such all that exciting anymore.

Unfortunately for me

my ex doesn't see it the same way.

You're out of school?

-Yeah. -How long?

About a year and a half.

It's tough after graduation, isn't it?

Yeah, I've noticed.

I went to art school.

Oh really? What did you major in?

Painting.

But I also like to do graphic design on the side.

Sort of.

Sort of?

Yeah, it's a hobby that got me that job at the copy shop.

I lay out business cards and resumes but

at least it pays the bills.

Sort of.

No, I totally understand.

Really?

You do art also?

No, I actually majored in theater at Syracuse.

And you became a guidance counselor?

Yeah, I went back to grad school for it.

It's more of a safe job.

Safe job.

Yeah, I know it's total one eighty from what I majored in

but it does pay pretty well.

So why a guidance counselor?

I don't know, there just seems to be some sick pleasure

in having the ability to screw up hundreds of kids' lives

and not even having a handle on your own as it is.

No, it is pretty rewarding working the kids

and I get to be involved in the school theater program as assistant director.

How long have you been doing it?

I got out with my masters three years ago.

So yeah, about three years. I'll be done soon, though.

Are you gonna pursue theater full time?

No, I'm actually moving up to Albany in the winter.

What's in Albany?

My fiancé.

That's nice.

Yeah, her name is Lauren.

Are you gonna work in theater up there?

No, I'm actually gonna work in my fiancé's school district.

She's a teacher up in Albany. That's actually how we met in grad school.

Sounds like you've got everything all planned out.

Yeah.

Well, it looks like lunch time is over so I gotta go.

Same time tomorrow?

Most likely.

Shit.

*Phone Ringing*

Hello?

Hey Maddy.

Oh hey, what's up?

So check this.

I was at studio working and I bumped into that boy I met

and guess what?

He's a print maker, too!

Oh, that's great.

Yeah, so I want you to meet him.

So when are you going to come up and visit?

I don't know. I mean, I've got a lot of work to do and...

Well, just give me a call sometime and let me know.

Definitely, yeah. Okay.

Miss you!

All right. Bye.

I don't know which one I like.

I don't think I like either of them.

I don't like them either. Just put them away.

Oh my God.

Is that Madison Parker?

I think so.

Wow, I haven't seen her in years.

Yeah. I don't know. Is it?

Madison?

Oh my God. It is you!

Samantha, hi.

How are you?

Good. I'm good, thanks.

Well, you look great.

We haven't seen you since high school!

Why are you buying knives?

My boss just wanted me to pick them up, so

just for work.

Do you work for an ad agency or something?

No, actually I work at the copy shop around the corner.

Oh...

So you still do art and such?

Yeah, I do.

Oh, that's nice. I stopped doing that after high school.

Yeah, me too.

Really? Why?

Oh, I got a real job.

So if you don't do art anymore, what are you doing at a hobby shop?

BEADS!

I actually work for my fiancé's law firm now.

Fiancé?

I'm engaged.

She's getting married!

Wow, congratulations.

Thanks.

Save the date! October seventeenth!

Yeah, she's really lucky. She's got him, like, really well trained.

-Don't I? -Yes!

-I do. I really do. -Leash!

Sounds like you're both doing well.

-*Phone Rining* -I can't complain.

I'm working at the college in the alumni office.

-Pays the bills. -Hello?

-Her and her phone. -Hey honey. -It's always ringing.

Shut up!

Shut up! Here, here. Tell Morgy!

Hello?

Oh my God! Shut up!

Shut up!

What's going on?

Do you remember Karla from Honors Society?

Yeah.

Well, she's having a baby!

She is?

There's a bun in the oven!

She got married last year to Ethan. You know Ethan.

And you can't even separate them. It's like they're...

They're probably going to have like ten babies!

-So in love! -It's gonna be great!

Ten...

Big family!

So tell me. What are you doing tonight?

I don't know yet.

Perfect!

Because we're all going to T.J.'s

and we would love if you come.

And you should bring your boyfriend. Come on.

I don't have a boyfriend.

You don't? Then who is that guy in all those Facebook pictures?

What pictures?

All the pictures you're tagged in silly. You have like a million of them.

-So many. -I know.

We're not together anymore.

No?

I'm sorry, honey.

You should probably change your status.

But you should definitely come out. Maybe meet some guys tonight.

Yeah, I'll think about it.

Well good luck with everything you have here.

Finish up. Get ready and meet us out.

Okay? Seven o'clock.

Come on, we're gonna be late.

All right, I'm sorry. Jesus.

Madison!

I didn't realize you were special

and can roll in here two minutes and thirty nine seconds late.

I was getting your knives.

Oh.

Well, thank you.

But try to be more to be more conscience of your time in the future.

And there's a letterhead coming in from the MMN law firm.

I need you to get on that right away.

Try to look professional for once.

*Phone Ringing*

Copy Post. This is Madison.

Oh, hi Mom.

No, I'm sorry. I didn't hear it. It was in my purse.

Tonight?

No, I don't think I'm doing anything tonight.

He got out when your father left the door open.

Needless to say he chased down a poor rabbit

into the Robinson's yard.

It's what dogs do, honey.

I know, but you would think that after several years

and hundreds of dollars in obedience school

he'd know better.

So Madison, how's Dylan?

Dylan?

I forgot to tell you that...

You two didn't break up, did you?

Yeah, we did actually.

Well why would you do something like that?

It just didn't work out.

You know, you need to call and tell us these things.

We don't know anything that's going on ever since you've moved out.

I wonder if the turkey is real.

I'm sure it is.

Yeah, but I don't want some processed lunch meat.

It's all the same, dear.

Madison.

I really wish you would just wear your hair down.

You look so unkept like that.

Mom, please.

If she likes it, let her be.

What are you getting, dear?

Well, I want to get the turkey

but I don't want processed lunch meat.

And I really want to get a nice tall glass

of ice tea with lemon.

What about you, Madison?

Huh?

What are you getting?

I don't

I don't know yet.

Well, you better hurry up because the waiter

is going to be here any second.

So Madison, did you get a real job yet?

I have a job.

With benefits and all?

I don't even know how you're supporting yourself.

I'm getting by.

I don't know how much longer that's going to happen.

You need a steadier income.

I mean, I'm sick about the fact that

you don't even have health insurance.

You know I told you

that you should have minored in education.

Getting into this business is very hard.

You know, Mr. Peters, your old art teacher,

He's retiring at the end of the school year.

You ought to think about applying for his job.

Well, just a job that's safe, dear, and

until you get something better.

Look, she'll be fine. Isn't that right, Maddy?

Of course, I went to a four year college.

See! Now where's our waiter?

Well, you caught me. I do dress down.

It's a good look for you.

Thanks.

So is it just me or am I like

the only guy I see you talking to?

No, I talk to lots of guys. It's just...

That true?

Partly.

What'd you leave out?

I'm not really seeking to talk to any of them.

How do you deal with it?

You have to be a little more specific than that.

Well life.

Not doing what you majored in.

Being engaged.

Having kids.

I don't really consider anything I do dealing with it.

Tell me about your fiancé.

Lauren's taller than you. Not much.

Dark blonde hair.

Nice slender build.

Infectious personality.

Great with kids?

Amazing with kids.

Sounds like a special girl.

Well, she is.

And her parents like me because I'm a good Catholic boy.

Is that part of their quota?

Apparently part of parent's quota.

My parents think I'm a heathen.

Not very religious I take it?

It's not that, I just don't think that God

is going to stop listening to you

if you don't show up to church every week

and eat a cracker.

Well, has He?

At this rate I'd be surprised

if anybody is still listening.

So what happened with your ex?

He decided it was more fun to screw around

with nineteen year old sophomores.

I see.

It's okay, though. It's not like

I was in any hurry to get married or anything.

What, you think you're too young?

No, I just

want to put off being fat and unhappy.

I thought you were already unhappy.

Yeah, but at least I'm still skinny.

How long did it take you to get on your feet?

A little over a year.

I'm not further along now than I was when I graduated.

Well, don't most art professors say it takes

like seven to ten years to get established?

Well, yeah, but until I pay my rent,

loans, food, gas, and every other stupid thing

that costs money, I'm stuck.

Everybody goes through that, though.

I'm barely making payments.

I just moved out on my own and I'm independent again.

The last thing I want to do is

move back in with my parents.

And I'm guessing copy shop doesn't cut it?

No.

And I have to take so many extra hours there

so I can pay my bills,

I have absolutely no time to paint.

And even if I do have time

I have no motivation to do it.

And since I don't have time to paint,

I don't have time to work on my portfolio

and so I have nothing.

Just a crappy job at a shitty copy shop.

My mom always wanted me to be a teacher.

Come again?

I just don't understand why

all parents think we're going to fail.

We?

Artists.

Creators.

People who have an imagination and

want to make a living out of it.

Okay you're, like, all over the place.

My mom always wanted me to minor

in education and get certified to teach, like

Being a teacher would be the end all, be all

of my career and grant me all this

great financial stability.

And then I'm supposed to act like a lady.

Meet a nice boy.

A businessman of course.

Pop out two grandchildren

One boy. One girl.

And spend the rest of my days

as an upper middle class mother

who is a master chef

when it come to making peanut butter

and jelly for lunch boxes

and a scholar at daytime soap operas.

Okay, I'm really only qualified to like

tell kids what courses to take for college...

I'm not asking for an evaluation. I'm just...

saying it out loud.

Do you feel better?

Fuck yeah.

I don't know. I just, I feel like I should

be a lot further along than I am.

Well, how old are you?

I'm twenty three.

Wow. Twenty three.

It's true, though.

Trust me, if you're old, I'm a geezer.

You know why I feel old, though?

I ran into these people that I went to high school with a couple days ago.

And the one girl told me she's engaged

and then apparently someone else I went to high school with is having kids.

I felt like I aged ten years in five minutes.

Just wait until you get a full time job.

That's the real doozy.

I don't see that happening any time soon.

I applied to every ad agency or magazine

or anything like it I could find in Philly.

And so far I only got called in for one interview and

that was a disaster.

Why advertising, though?

Because I'm good a design.

Plus a nine to five will

get me a salary and benefits.

And then that way I'll have a set schedule

so I'll have time to actually sit down

and work on my own stuff.

Well, have you considered any other cities

like Manhattan?

New York?

I can't move to New York.

Well, why not? Wouldn't you think

all the best opportunies would be there?

Well, theoretically, yes.

But I can't even afford to live here.

Hell, I don't even know what I'm qualified to do.

You could take a chance.

I kind of like the idea of being a

bigger fish in a small pond.

Hard to be a bigger fish if you're not even swimming.

Well...

I have a dinner engagement

so I better go get ready.

Dinner engagement?

That sounds rather formal.

Ah, yes.

With your fiancé?

No. Actually I am chaperoning the sophomore dance.

See ya.

Do you wanna go out sometime?

That came out wrong.

I mean do you want to

go out somewhere

socially

you know where we could chat or

have a drink without

being on our lunch break or

exercising?

Uhhhhh...

I'm sorry. I usually don't do this, it's just

I haven't really gotten a chance to

talk to anyone like me recently.

Like you?

Yeah, you know

an artist.

You're just full of crazy, aren't you?

A little bit.

This is my cell number.

Give me a call tomorrow.

We'll set something up.

Cool.

Just try to relax, okay?

I'll try.

Okay.

I'm only

slightly crazy.

You know. I'm not.

I'm not super crazy.

*Phone Ringing*

Hello?

Hey Maddy. It's Cory.

Oh hey. What's up?

I wanted to thank you again for the poster.

Don't mention it.

I got a job!

What?

A job!

I'm going to be a production assistant on a movie!

Look, I know it's like being a glorified coffee boy

but hey, it's work.

I'll get, like, a hundred dollars a day, too.

I just wanted to tell you that it's

shooting in Baltimore and

I'm going to be down there for a few months.

That's great.

I'm happy for you.

Yeah. Look, when I get back I wanted

to talk to you about a new film idea.

You know, wanted to get your thoughts.

Sure, it sounds great.

Good luck with everything.

Thanks! Bye.

Bye.

Well, which one do you like?

I don't want to say anything that's gonna skew your opinion.

No, please. I insist.

If you insist then I am partial to

This -- This one!

-Well, that's one great. -Oh, it's gorgeous.

This is going to be a tough decision.

Very tough. You are in an unenviable position, my friend.

-I want to make sure I'm selling the company right -You got to.

Little Hugo's Slaughter House of Pork Products

It's a tradition.

Right. Right.

Well, you definitely want to add some pizzazz to that.

That's just the word I was thinking of.

-It's a great word, isn't it? -Absolutely!

You know, I...

I still think I'm gonna have to run these

by my co-owner first.

Absolutely! Run them back to him,

see what he thinks and bring them on back

and I'll see what I can do for you.

I think I'll do that.

Thanks, Lincoln Hawkins.

You have a good day.

Madison, did you lay out the Whalen job I asked you to do?

Yeah, I did it when you were delivering the Bouchard programs.

And did you get a proof?

I e-mailed it to him.

Did you get a response?

Not yet.

Did you follow up with a phone call at least?

No.

Why not?

Because I literally sent it like an hour ago.

Work order! Please!

Steve, it's Lincoln over at the Copy Post.

I'm just wondering how that

proof that Madison sent over looks.

If anything looks ducky,

why don't you go ahead and give us a call back

whenever's good for you

and we're going to go ahead and get

that job started for you.

Okay, you have a great day.

You're lucky that he wasn't there.

Okay, we've got to clear the air.

You have been slacking at work

And your blatant disrespect for authority

is running thin.

And I know why you're doing it.

Okay? Becuase I can sympathize.

I started here right after college, too.

And you don't know what to do.

You're kind of getting pulled one way.

You're getting pulled another way.

There's certain things that you want to act on.

And it's tough.

But...

This.

You and I.

It can't happen.

And I know that it's hard for you

to fight these animalistic urges

because I'm in a position of authority

and it's inevitable that you're going to find me

amazingly attractive.

But it's wrong.

Lincoln, I....

Please.

It can't happen.

But that's why doors have locks now, isn't it?

Lincoln, I think that...

Let's please try to keep it professional from now on, okay?

Good talk.

♪Music♪

-Cup of coffee? -Yeah.

Can I get just two coffees for here.

I figured this would be a better place to talk.

No loud music or unhappy drunk people starting fights.

No, it's cool. I haven't been to a place like this since college.

You and your art buddies used to come to places like this a lot?

Yeah, some of them practically lived in places like this.

Same here. I actually used to play at them.

Really? You're a musician?

Well, to an extent, yeah.

Get out. What instrument do you play?

Come on. What do you play?

Guitar. piano, bass, drums, clarinet, and violin.

I mostly just play acoustic guitar with a buddy of mine.

Wow. Did you ever record anything?

Professionally? No.

Lauren would videotape it with a palmcorder

sometimes. Nothing big.

That's still cool, though.

Yeah, back then I didn't mind performing for no pay.

Why did you stop?

Things change.

You can't really make a living working for nothing.

How much of what you wanted to do

with your life have you actually done?

Since college?

I help out with the school play.

That's about it.

Wow.

You know what's funny?

I never really had a shortage of friends in college

or shortage of things to do for that matter.

But then I graduated and I went out into the real world.

And a lot of my friends stayed behind. Some of them

stayed another year just for the hell of it.

And a lot of them went on to prolong

the inevitable miserable existence

we call a bachelor's degree.

So...

I don't know, it's just funny to me

that I decided it was time to get my life moving

and I end up stuck.

Like me?

I didn't say that.

It's just a comfort to know that I'm not alone.

Do you think I gave up?

With what?

Do give you the impression that I gave up on my dreams?

With all due respect, yeah.

I don't think so.

You know, I may have aspired to be some great god of the theater, but

things don't always work out the way you plan.

I love my fiancé very much and

knowing I get to go home to her every night. That's way more important to me.

Someone may think I'm a failure or I settled for less, but

You know, I can honestly say in all sincerity that I'm happy.

That's something

some critics out there will never get.

I must sound like such a brat to you.

No.

Just naive.

Be an art teacher.

Starting to sound more tempting than before.

Is that what you want?

No, but it may be all I can get.

Hey.

I'm sorry.

It's not what you wanted to hear, was it?

Did you want me to tell you it'd all be okay?

Did you want me to spoonfeed the same generic bullshit

I've got to tell these kids to keep them from cutting themselves?

No.

Then what did you want to hear?

I didn't want to hear anything!

I wanted to be inspired!

You seemed to be in the same position as me

A starving artist who did what they had to get by

but still pursue their dream.

I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I like myself and who I am.

Come to think of it, who are you to judge me and the choices I make

when you can't even make up your own mind about things.

I get it, okay!

Life sucks and get over it!

But look at me!

I work in a copy shop!

A fucking copy shop!

And not just temporarily. I've been there since I've graduated.

I lay out business cards and pizzeria menus!

Hell, even my creepy friend who makes shitty movies got a job for Christ's sake!

Not me, though!

And you know what, I can't even get a job because I don't what kind of artist I am!

I should've just done what everybody else did.

Failed senior year on purpose to go on another year.

Or how about go to grad school?

For something that I'm not even interested in in the first place.

I wanted to do something important.

I didn't want to settle.

Madison.

You're only twenty three.

It's such a worthless degree.

It's not about the degree you have.

It's about the choices you make and what you make of those choices.

You can't look to someone else to give you the push in the right direction you need.

You've got to do that on your own.

Is that what you tell your kids, too.

No.

It's what I'm telling you.

Hey.

You going to be okay?

Yes.

No.

I don't know.

Maybe I'm not the one you should be looking at for that push.

♪Music♪

I don't know. I don't know anything!

That's a fax machine!

Madison!

Grab a phone and a work order!

We are in the weeds!

Did you sleep in?

I don't care!

Here, take this! Do that!

You're taking a pay cut for this!

Lincoln.

Yes?

Lincoln, I don't work for you anymore.

You?

Sorry.

Really?

No! No!

No, no, no, no, no, no!

No, you don't quit! Nobody quits

on Lincoln Hawkins.

Nobody!

Nobody quits the Hawk!

She'll be back.

She'll be back.

They always come back.

Hey.

Hey.

I wanted to thank you.

For what?

Kicking my ass.

My pleasure.

Are you on lunch break?

No.

Actually, I quit.

Just like that?

Just like that.

So what now?

I don't know.

But I'm okay with that now.

You know, I'm told there's some great opportunities in New York.

So I hear.

All right, well, I was gonna go to the hobby shop and pick up some supplies

to work on my portfolio, so.

I'd love to check it out some time.

Definitely, yeah.

Okay, well, I'm going to go get some work done.

Talk to you later?

Sure.

Cool.

*Phone Ringing*

Hello?

Miss Parker?

Yes?

This is Olivia from JM Advertising in New York.

Hi.

Hi, how can I help you?

I'm Madison Parker.

I'm here for an interview with Nadia Smith.

Okay, yes, Miss Parker.

Nadia will be right with you. Just please have a seat.

Thank you.

Madison Parker?

Yes.

I'm ready for you now.

So how are you doing?

Excellent, thank you.

So you're an artist, Miss Parker.

Can you tell me what kind of an artist you see yourself as?