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Hello? Excuse me.

Hey.

You're here.

I work here.

Right.

I'm sorry to ambush you.

I'm Karen, by the way.

I left you a few messages, but you never called back.

Girls just usually call to yell at me, so...

Well, that's not what I was calling to do.

I was hoping we could talk about your music.

My what?

You guys are writing a musical.

I mean, I'd love to hear more.

There's nothing to hear.

I don't... I don't write anything.

So the song you played last week after closing,

that wasn't yours?

Your friend just lied

when he said it was from your musical?

- Are you always like this? - Like what?

Uptight.

I mean, if you stopped clenching your jaw like that,

you know, you could actually be cute.

- I don't clench my jaw. - Relax.

- That's really rude. - Okay, you're doing it again.

You know, my... My shift's over at 5:00,

if you want to hang out.

No, I don't...

I don't want to hang out. I just want...

You know what? Forget it.

See ya.

Dude, was that Karen Cartwright?

No idea.

She's the girl I told you about,

the one that was here the other night.

She's a big deal. She could help us.

We do it on our own, all right?

We don't need anyone's help.

Move it. I'm late.

Derek, it's me. I just wanted to let you know

I finally got in touch with that composer.

- Hey! Hey, Karen, wait up! - It turn...

And... I got to call you back.

Hey. Hey.

Look, I'm sorry about whatever he said to you back there.

That guy's your friend, right?

Why, exactly? I know.

He's complicated.

But he's a really good guy when you get to know him

and an amazing composer.

He's just really protective of our stuff.

Well, I wanted to hear more, play it for my friend Derek,

see what he thought. Derek, as in Derek Wills?

Like... like the Derek Wills? He's...

Irrelevant to this conversation,

since your friend clearly isn't interested.

Yes, he is.

He just doesn't know it yet, and so am I.

Look, can you meet me in a couple hours,

when I'm done with my shift?

There's something I want to show you.

I realize your clients haven't gotten paid, Saul.

No one has. I'm truly sorry.

But mark my words, I'll have this all ironed out,

tout de suite!

Now, if you'll excuse me...

The fact I was able to stage a single number

in the middle of that circus you and Julia created

is nothing short of a miracle.

"Circus"... how choice.

Let's talk about you juggling every Marilyn in the show.

Boys, there's nothing to be gained

by turning on each other.

But it feels good.

All right, then... Maybe we should turn on you.

Did it not even seem a little bit strange to you

that a Brooklyn bartender and his funny little friends

had millions of dollars in cash lying around?

I have spent the last three hours

with the federal government and my accountant,

going through every bill, receipt, and pay stub

since the beginning of time.

It's all in order.

Did they say when we could get back to work?

No, but we're still alive.

Karen is singing tonight at the American theatre wing gala.

Every Broadway bigwig will be there.

So, for now, I'd like to ask both of you

please not to accept any other project

until all of this is settled.

Yeah, I can't make that guarantee... I need to work.

You have offers after last week's revelations?

Yeah.

Rebecca Duvall has moved on, so have the tabloids.

So, beyond directing

one of Broadway's biggest stars in The Wiz,

- yes, I have several offers. - Amazing.

What a business.

Tom.

Did you pack something warm

for your trip to the moral high ground?

Why don't you both get out of my office?

I'll let you know what happens tonight.

Julia and I are here for you, whatever you need.

You are.

This is the third meeting Julia's missed.

She had a college thing with Leo.

It's Miriam Abramson's office on line e... on

the American theatre wing.

I'm so jealous.

You're going on tour with The Book of Mormon,

and I can't even get a callback for an eHarmony commercial.

You got to bug your agent more.

Are you kidding me? That's all I've been doing.

But you are Ivy Lynn.

She don't stay down for long.

At least you're not Lisa McMann.

Approaching, approaching. My God, my God,

my God, my God... I cannot face that woman today.

She's been plugging away longer than I have.

Ivy? And Sam?

- My God! - Lisa McMann!

Hi!

This is too funny!

I was just thinking about you guys

and that awful Shakespeare festival

we did in the adirondacks.

Don't remind me.

So what have you been up to?

Stationery!

Yeah!

I got out of the biz, and my whole life changed.

Now I make my own hours.

People actually want what I'm offering...

No more rejection, rejection, rejection.

Here is my guesthouse.

Yeah.

How about you guys?

Hello, darling.

How's my second favorite agent in the world?

Very sweet.

Loving the purple.

- Thank you. - So...

Got some news for me?

What's happening with The Wiz?

Well, Ronnie's a big fan, as you know,

and she remains that way.

She fought hard for you with the producers.

Wait.

Am I hearing a past tense in there?

They're letting you go.

Just because I shagged a couple of actresses?

That's ludicrous.

Well, it's not just because of that.

The local news has a story.

We got the heads-up an hour ago.

Five dancers have come forward

and are accusing you of sexual harassment.

I have the names here somewhere.

I don't want to talk to her assistant again.

I want to talk to her.

Looks nothing like you.

I knew I should have moved offices.

Jerry...

I'm in a particularly tight spot,

and you owe me.

- I do? - Yes.

You're giving me your table tonight

for the American theatre wing gala.

I thought you were already going.

I thought I was too.

But Miriam Abramson's assistant called to say

that I am no longer on the guest list.

Is that so?

I have only a small window of opportunity for Bombshell,

and I will not have it closed.

I refuse to be treated like a criminal.

So...

You want to be my date?

No. You're not going.

It'll be just me and my creative team.

I hear Julia's a mess.

The Wiz dropped Derek like a hot potato.

Julia's fine. And so is Derek.

My team couldn't be more unified.

They'll sail through.

You're welcome.

Hello?

Hi, boys.

I need Julia too. Is she there?

She's meeting with her realtor.

What's going on, Eileen?

I'm on my way home.

Okay, we've got a slight change of plans.

Karen's no longer singing tonight.

Instead, it'll be the four of us,

8:00 at the Plaza,

and I want you on your best behavior, all of you...

No fighting, no surprises, no scandals.

Is that understood?

Bloody paparazzo.

Of course.

And, Tom, tell Julia it's cocktail attire.

Yep.

No!

No, I can't, not tonight.

I'm not up for it, maybe tomorrow.

You have to. Eileen needs us.

Besides, it's been a week.

You're starting to merge with the couch.

Some air will be good for you.

I got some air today. I met Leo in Riverside Park.

And then you came home and put your pajamas back on?

I may have met him in them.

Julia!

Look, it's... It's bad enough

that I destroyed my family.

Now Frank is telling people, and everyone is writing me.

I have to relive the whole thing every time I check my email!

I know it's hard, but we can't abandon Bombshell

in her hour of need.

None of your relatives are gonna be at the thing tonight.

No, just industry people... That's worse.

They'll eat me alive.

Look, if there was anywhere else

that you wanted me to go with you tonight...

The Bronx zoo, whole foods... The shower?

I am asking my friend Tom

to tell my partner Tom

that I need the night off.

Please?

I will tell Eileen you're sick

and represent the team myself.

Thank you. You're the best.

Yes, I am.

And I promise, I'll get back up soon.

Just a... Just a little longer?

This is... this is what you wanted to show me?

He doesn't write anything down, really,

except, occasionally, when he's wasted.

This one is particularly amazing.

He doesn't know I saved it. Read the lyrics.

I think they start on the cocktail menu.

I don't understand... do you guys have a musical or not?

We do. We're still working on it,

but most of the songs are written.

Does your friend even know you're here?

Look...

I just came from a clearasil audition

and then found out the one thing I was looking forward to

got canceled tonight, so you can understand

I was hoping to get involved with something that's real.

This obviously isn't it.

Let me know if it ever comes together, okay?

Find someone to play this for you.

And if you like it or you want to hear more,

come to our place tonight... We're having some people over.

Maybe if you stop by and got to know Jimmy a little better,

he'd let his guard down, play you some stuff.

Think about it?

You can just...

Leave it at the door, whatever it is!

Thank you!

Julia?

It's Ivy.

Hello, Daisy. Can I have a word?

- I can't talk to you, Derek. - Yeah, you can.

We need to have a little chat about your understanding

of the phrase "sexual harassment."

You know I never touched you.

I didn't say you did.

You only hit on me through four callbacks of Sweet charity,

and when I finally said I wouldn't sleep with you,

I mysteriously lost out on the job.

Well, as I recall, you didn't get the job

'cause, while you were a pretty good dancer,

you were only an okay actress, which is why,

after all these years, you're still teaching pilates.

You're unbelievable.

Is that really what you came here to say?

Yeah, pretty much.

Since when is it harassment to ask someone out on a date?

You don't get it.

You're a big-shot director.

You're in a position of power

from the minute you wake up in the morning,

and you don't treat that power with respect.

Or did you really think women say yes

because they actually like you?

I'm sorry. I thought I was gonna be venting to Tom.

Are you sure this is okay?

Of course, I'm thrilled to be of use to anyone.

I know you guys are super successful now.

But did you ever feel like giving up?

I could barely get up to answer the door.

I just don't know what to do.

Now I'm going in for parts that I would have passed on

two years ago.

Maybe I should just quit.

I've been where you are.

It's a brutal business.

But just when I'd want to throw in the towel,

something would happen to remind me

of why I love it in the first place.

And thus, the dysfunctional cycle continues.

Yeah.

- It cures everything. - It really does.

I see... Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom!

Listen, I've been meaning to call you.

Honey, I've been so worried.

You are... why?

If they said half the stuff about a show of mine

they're saying about yours, I would be on suicide watch.

Well, you know our business.

So much is exaggerated or just plain made up.

Hey, you think I believe half of it?

But I mean, come on, it's absurd.

I mean, even Derek couldn't be

as much of a dog as they're saying.

You know, that's the kind of thing that...

And Eileen rand running around with a drug lord?

- Well, honestly... - Wait.

I really don't know the specifics.

Please do not thank me, but I have ordered everyone

to stop talking about Julia having a nervous breakdown.

Well, thank you anyway for that.

But she's doing fine.

The split was amicable.

Well, you mean it's true? You know what?

You have nothing to worry about.

You are too good... someone's gonna snatch you right up.

In fact, I have this idea that...

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

J-Julia and I haven't broken up.

I was talking about... No, we're fine.

Harvey, look at me.

Julia's fine. We are still together.

So I guess I will see you both tonight

at that theatre wingding thing?

Yes? The two of you, together?

Yes, you will.

Julia will not only be there with me,

but...

We're giving a speech...

A tribute, as a team...

Both of us, together.

And I will be right there cheering you on, as always.

All right, later.

Bye. Bye.

So it's up to six dancers now?

Well, thank you for telling me that, Peggy.

Clearly, you're taking no delight whatsoever

- in my misfortune. - Derek on two.

Bye, Peggy.

Did you not hear a word I said to you this morning?

I didn't do anything.

You did a lot. It's just catching up with you now.

Yeah, whatever.

What time is this thing again tonight?

You're not coming.

Bombshell needs ambassadors, not another liability.

I'm sorry.

Well, Julia the adulteress is now Ambassador,

but the serial seducer isn't?

Is this a gender thing?

You know what? I'm hanging up now, Derek.

You're not going to 'cause I'm gonna hang up first!

Another one of these.

I have a question for you, young mate.

If you have something somebody wants,

does that mean you can't sleep with them?

Dude, I don't know. My shift's over.

Dan, he's all yours.

Come on.

All women like me.

Hello.

You're not a dancer, by any chance, are you?

Back off, dude.

She's with me.

I think the lady can speak for herself.

Honey, I'm home.

Listen...

I may have done something.

I know.

- I heard. - You heard?

Mary Testa just called.

She said that she heard from Jackie Hoffman,

who heard from Cheyenne Jackson,

who heard from Harvey fierstein

that we're presenting tonight?

- Yes. Well... - You could have told me.

That's important!

I only said no because I didn't want to sit at a table

and be silently judged all night.

I can't say no

to the entire American theatre wing.

How did this happen?

Okay.

First of all, you can stand.

Good to know. Tell me!

Well, I got a call out of the blue...

From the head

of the theatre wing... I forget her name.

Miriam Abramson. I've met her.

Right, of course you have.

Well, apparently Miriam needed someone

to speak about the theatre wing

and all the beatific stuff it does,

and when they heard we were coming,

they thought, who better than us?

That is so nice...

The community supporting us

after everything we've just been through.

What do you want to say?

Do you want me to just take a stab at it?

I've already jotted down a few thoughts.

- A few? - My God. My God!

I've got to do my hair. Here, you take over

you're actually excited about this.

Excited? No. But I can do this.

You're my partner, and I'm not gonna let you

stand up there alone.

And try and keep it brief.

I hate it when presenters run on.

Giving notes already before I've even started...

Julia's back!

Or something like that.

He's crazy good.

- Like Jonathan Larson good - Yes.

Maybe they're writing the nextrent.

I know. It's amazing.

I'm not crazy for stalking this guy, right?

Honey, I'm ready to stalk him.

Is he straight? He can't be straight.

I mean, it's musical theater.

It doesn't matter if he is or he isn't.

He's not interested in me... He called me "uptight."

Okay, I say this with love,

but you did sound a little uptight just now.

You guys, just give her a break.

She's just out of a three-year relationship,

and she's a little bit rusty.

She doesn't realize when a guy is hitting on her.

You guys are missing the point.

All I want to do is hear the rest of his songs.

I just have to figure out how.

I can think of one way.

I knew you were gonna say that.

Okay, you're definitely not writing the next Rent.

Please.

No, she isn't.

But she just gave me a better idea.

Thanks for checking in.

Yeah, well, don't go pulling a Lisa McMann on me

while I'm on tour, okay?

Well, maybe she's got the right idea.

She gave it her all,

and when it didn't pan out, she exited stage left,

and now she's the happiest person we know.

What would you do if you couldn't do this?

See, you don't have an easy answer.

I gotta call you back.

Good evening.

Hi, there.

Sorry to intrude.

Miriam, lovely to see you.

I was really so touched

that you thought of us for this honor,

especially in light of recent events.

- I'm sorry. What? - God.

I was just wondering if you knew

when in the program that we'd be speaking.

I get a little stage fright sometimes.

But if I know when it's coming, then...

- I don't... I-I'm sorry... - Okay, pardon me, hi, hi.

Someone asked you to speak tonight?

You did.

You asked Tom...

Levitt?

No, I'm quite certain I didn't

and wouldn't either.

Hi. Hi. Hi.

Sorry. Sorry. Sorry.

No, I'm sorry.

And you're gonna be.

Miriam. Excuse me.

Julia.

Julia?

Can you please stay, so we can talk about this?

I had a million reasons to be embarrassed

before I came here tonight,

and you just created a new one.

I got caught in a moment, and it got away from me.

I was gonna tell you the truth.

But when you heard about this, you were so happy,

for the first time in weeks.

It got you off the couch. That doesn't make it okay!

Excuse me.

I have to tell you,

I just saw heaven on Earth again for the third time.

- Wonderful. - I'm so glad.

The new Fella's not so good.

- Great. - Helpful.

Julia...

Look...

I'm really worried about you.

I feel awful about everything that you're going through

with Frank and Leo, but it is very hard

to watch you be this down for so long.

Well, I'm sorry.

Maybe you'd bounce back faster,

but we're different people,

and I need to do this on my own time.

But it's not just your time. It's mine too.

As partners, if you're down for the count, then so am I.

Is that what this is about? I'm holding you down?

No. You're doing it again.

You're hiding something. Talk to me.

I'm not made of glass.

Fine.

Word on the street is that you couldn't hack it

on Bombshell,

that you had a nervous breakdown,

and that I should be looking for another writing partner

before my career goes down with yours.

You keep promising you'll come out of it,

but then you find another reason to crawl back onto the couch.

I am running out of excuses for you.

I don't want a new writing partner, okay?

I just want my old one back.

So this is greenpoint.

Half pierogies and half poseurs...

What's not to love?

So where is this guy?

I'm looking. I'm looking.

I'm gonna get me some moonshine...

Or that.

- That's Kyle. Don't you dare. - Too late.

There he is, in the red flannel.

Okay, I'll admit

that's worth getting on the "G" train for.

What are you waiting for? Go say hi.

- Okay. - Go.

Don't be uptight!

Hey.

Nice place.

Thanks.

Nice shoe.

It's sticky.

Kyle said he invited you.

I said you didn't know where Brooklyn was.

I hate to rock your world. I used to live in Brooklyn.

You are rocking my world.

My first apartment was in Fort Greene, FYI.

Did it ever occur to you

I might be a little cooler than you think?

Well, you just said "FYI," so, no.

So what does a girl got to do to get a drink around here?

Ky, we need some more brew!

That.

You can have mine for now.

Thanks.

Okay, what is going on with you?

God, haven't you heard?

Well, picture a whole line of rockettes...

A big pile of girls, all telling lies about me.

You know what I'm like. I'm not that bad.

Come on!

Look...

I know it was a big mess at the end, and...

I was a complete ass, all right?

But I'm not a monster, am I?

Why do you care what I think all of a sudden?

Shouldn't you be asking Karen?

Isn't she your muse?

Maybe. Whatever.

You're my friend.

All right, you were my friend.

I was a lot of things, Derek.

But now I don't know what I am anymore.

Or if I even want to stay in this business.

You're far too good to pack it in... don't be so stupid.

I couldn't have been that good.

I wasn't Marilyn. You were my Marilyn.

What do I know?

I made a million stupid mistakes.

Just prove me wrong.

You are a singular talent.

Don't give up.

I don't think you're a monster.

Nope, not gonna happen.

Right.

Miriam...

How great to see you.

What a night. Everybody's here.

Eileen, I was told

you wouldn't be joining us this evening.

Well, you were told wrong.

I wouldn't dream of missing this.

After all, what's more important to me than our community?

I would think, at this moment, your legal troubles.

Miriam, you and I have a long history together.

Surely you know I'm a woman of integrity.

I have an organization to protect.

In these economic times,

we can't afford even a whiff of impropriety.

So I trust you'll understand why I have to ask you

and your team to leave.

I should have known they were here with you.

I'm so sorry no one in New York will get to see

what you lost everything for.

Best wishes to you.

Yes.

Yeah, yeah, I liked the strokes too,

when I was 15.

You know what you are?

A snob. Me?

- Yeah. - I'm a snob?

Uhhuh.

At least I'm not uptight.

No, no, don't change the subject.

You heard me, snob.

Deal with it.

So is that the piano you don't play?

Yeah, I play a little... Whatever...

When I'm in the mood.

Well, I sing a little when I'm in the mood.

I'll bet you do.

So how will I know if you're in the mood.

Well... It'll be very obvious.

I might, like, look around and...

Figure out what the vibe is.

Okay.

And then I might just...

Stand up...

And stretch...

Warm up a bit. I think I get the picture.

And then I... I might just finish my drink.

Oops, already did...

Kind of.

Oop.

And, probably just...

Sing a song.

You son of a bitch.

Hold up a second!

- You stole my songs? - What? No.

- I should kick your ass. - Would you calm down?

I just showed her one... I had no idea she was gonna do that.

I.. I'm so sorry.

I didn't think you'd get so mad.

Stay out of this, princess.

My God.

I-I just think you're really talented.

I want to help.

I don't need your help, all right?

I-I write for myself.

You want to go write your own musical? Great.

Go ahead. Leave mine alone.

It's not just yours!

Yeah, says the guy who sits there

and watches me write the songs.

Hey... your music is really good.

I know it's scary to put yourself out there,

but you have to... otherwise, you're never gonna know

how good you are.

Yeah.

Well, unlike you,

I don't need other people to tell me I'm good.

I know I'm good.

- I know I'm good too. - Yeah?

Then why aren't you out there onstage, in the city,

taking your curtain call, instead of out here,

begging two strangers for a song to help you get there!

You know, I think you should just take your friends and go.

Don't worry. We're going.

Well, we came, we saw, we got shunned.

I say we go. We're going...

But not until we do something very important.

What's going on?

I want to help.

Good.

I want the world to see what it would miss

if Bombshel went away.

And how do we do that?

We put on a performance they'll never forget.

I like it. Calling Karen?

On it.

Straight to voice mail.

What do we do now?

Hi. Sorry. I came as fast as I could.

No, please, Ivy.

We're just so grateful to you for doing this.

Hey, I'm just excited someone still wants to hear me sing.

I realize you didn't want me here,

but here I am. Please.

None of us are supposed to be here.

Hello. Hi.

I'm Julia Houston.

Just wanted to make a little impromptu tribute

to Miriam Abramson for pulling off this incredible night.

Right?

I am happy to introduce...

Ivy Lynn...

One of Broadway's future stars,

who will be singing one of our songs

from Bombshell, coming to Broadway...

This season.

Yeah.

Now I'm ready to go.

Well, you certainly made an impression last night.

More than you know.

Turns out the U.S. attorney's wife was there.

How about that? What a happy coincidence.

Yes, and it seems that we're allowed to resume work

on the show, just so long as it's not for profit

or public consumption.

But how can you resume work on the show

if you don't have the money to pay anyone?

How much do you need?

I'll have my lawyer draw up a contract.

I don't want to owe you anything but money.

Wonderful.

Dude...

Yo!

All right, cut the cold shoulder.

Just spit it out.

You know what I'm upset about.

You cost us our one shot with a real Broadway actor

with actual connections.

Look, I'm sorry if I... Overreacted.

That girl just bugs me.

She's so full of herself, you know?

Well, she's gone, so you got your way, as always.

You know, I've been cleaning up your messes

since we were kids.

Without me, you wouldn't have a job

or an apartment or any friends

because you piss everyone off.

And that girl was the one person

who could have gotten us closer

to everything I've ever wanted.

Would it have killed you to do something for me for once?

I made coffee this morning.

And by the way,

I don't just watch you write.

I'm writing the book for this thing.

Selfish prick.

What's the occasion?

These are apology muffins.

They do look very guilty.

Tom, I am so sorry for everything.

Last night I got so excited about the show again,

just hearing Ivy sing our song.

I promise I will work from here to eternity

to make it up to you... And to Bombshell,

if we're lucky enough to get another chance.

Than

and I'm sorry I lied to you. It was dumb.

So, in the spirit of honesty

and as your friend and partner...

Can I say something?

Yes.

It's time to retire the scarves.

Yo.

Hey.

Sorry.

At least someone had a good time last night.

Hey.

How did you find me?

My God, where did you get that?

I may have left that on their fridge last night.

What?

- What's up, Jimmy? - Come on.

- Hey. - You need to get back inside.

This is everything I've written so far.

I didn't expect this.

Yeah.

The only reason I'm trusting you with this

is because I owe it to Kyle.

Thank you.

I think this could be really big.

I figured you might need a little extra caffeine

this morning

and a little extra grease.

You're too kind.

And I wanted to thank you for what you said last night.

You really helped pull me out of my funk.

What did I say?

I'm teasing, darling... Anytime.

This storm's gonna pass for you too.

Right now you're just in the worst of it.

And...

I'm sorry. Is this a bad time?

Do you have company or something?

Actually, I do.

We're just having a little work session.

- Hey. - Hi.

I'm sorry. I-I didn't mean to intrude.

I heard you saved the day last night.

I was on the subway when they called me.

Yeah.

It was fun.

So I guess I'll see you guys around.

Bye.

Right, then...

This kid's song better be good enough

to get me out of bed with a stinking hangover.

Let's see, shall we?

- What was that about? - Nothing important.

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