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Trust me s01e03 - but wait there's more

come on!

Hey. You ready? I'm getting there. Come on in.

You want a beer? -No. The thing starts in 20 minutes.

We got to go. - Mason, award shows never start on time.

Plus, we have to finish the victory ritual!

How is this a victory ritual? You --

what?! -How is --

how is this a victory ritual? You did it last year,

and Stu Hoffman still won everything.

Mason, Stu Hoffman - moment of silence...

...Is no longer with us. So, come on, Mason!

Fire up!

This is your triumphant awards show debut as creative director,

and you and I are finalists in not one, but two categories!

This is our year! So feel good.

I do. I do feel good. You know what you look like?

What? -You look like a winner. Get out of here.

Wait. You're wearing a tie? -Yeah. Come on, let's go.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

We can't both go tie.

Huh? -No, I got to change. Why didn't you tell me you were wearing a tie?

You never wear ties. Is everyone wearing a tie?

Is cochran wearing a tie? -Oh, I forgot he was gonna be there.

He's not gonna sit at our table, is he? -He better not be.

The agency's got more than one table. If he wins anything tonight,

you know we're never gonna hear the end of it.

I need to change. -I need a beer.

"Watch your back."

That's the advice I'd give anyone starting out

in the shallow, cynical, egotistical world of advertising.

Unless they work for rothman, Greene & Moore.

Hey, I know how important these awards are to our careers,

so I'd just like to say thank you

from the very bottom of my shallow, cynical, egotistical heart.

Cheers.

I'm just so happy for Simon cochran.

How can you not be?

He's honest. He's so sincere.

The sweetest guy that ever tried to steal an account from us.

Tried and failed, thanks to you. Next, we have the award

for consumer electronics.

Shut up, shut up. This is my category.

I can't believe he's got a brick and we don't.

...But only one... -Hey, chin up. Come on, we did okay.

Do you not know what "shut up" means?

It means "be quiet. " -"Lumberjack."

Oh, my God! That's my spot!

That's my spot! -Congratulations.

Shh! Now our group has a brick. For work she did at her old agency.

It's not the same. Art director, Trent brown.

Here's my name. -How do I look?

Great. -Copywriter, Josh burkett.

What? No. No. I'm the copywriter.

I wrote that. I thought of it all - all by myself -- just me.

And the award for humility goes to... This isn't happening.

Wait. What are you doing? Sit down.

I'm going to get my award. That's not a good idea.

It was not a good idea for him to take credit for my idea.

Sit down! What is wrong with you?

Wow. Uh, this is great. Uh, I'd like to dedicate this brick to...

My balls. -Damn it.

But not just my balls.. I'd also like to dedicate it to the 16 balls --

that's 8 pairs - over there at table 12.

And, of course, I can't forget... I can't watch this anymore. Okay.

Where you going? Anywhere but here.

Conner --...For understanding that it takes... stop it.

A lot of balls... to make great advertising. Thanks, guys.

You did not write that spot! I know. My God.

Listen, you should take your seat before you embarrass yourself even more.

And now non-alcoholic...Beverages.

Sarah, get down here!

Oh, my. Hey. Um, I'll have a --

cranberry juice, two cherries, and a Twist.

Carrie?

Oh, man.

Conner. Hey, there.

How ya been? Whoa! Whoa!

Fertile, certainly.

Ha. Yeah. Long time. Long time. Believe me,

I did the math. -Even whales don't take three years.

Three -- three years?

It's been three years?

Wow. So...

...You married that guy. -I did.

Good for you. I'm happy for you. -Are you?

Yep. Maybe feeling a little sorry for myself. -Stop it.

No, really, you were... -"The one."

One of the ones. One of the dozens.

"Dozens" -- please! Carrie.

Single digits, at best. -Top 10.

Hardly the basis for a successful relationship.

Well, I...Guess we'll never know.

We know.

Um...I should get back.

Yeah. It is so good to see you.

It's great to see you.

You look beautiful.

We all know there's a wealth of talent in this room tonight.

I don't think any-- -I... Don't need validation.

I was completely justified, and I'm fine.

Never guess who I just saw. Huge hint --

the one who got away. - Tracy?

Yeah. What? No. - Sophia.

No. - Constance.

No. - Heidi.

Carrie Taylor. -Oh, no, no, no. That's all I need.

What? -Are you kidding me?

Carrie Taylor turned you into the lead singer from one of those mopey emo bands.Ah, great.

Look at this smug british bastard.

Hey, Simon! Hey. Congratulations. -Oh, this?

Yeah, right, great. Thanks. Yeah. -Well done.

The award that just screams, "I'm not a Cannes gold lion."

Hey, Sarah, congrats on the award.

Thank you. -We're not, uh, talking about that.

Well, this is fun.

Yeah, okay. I've got a house to build.

And finally, the brick for best in show

at the Chicago creative club awards goes to...

...Stu Hoffman from rgm.

Did they neglect to tell the emcee that Stu is dead?

It would seem so.

Someone's got to go up there.

Uh, that would be you. Huh? Stu, you out there?

Go on up there, say a few words before this guy makes it any worse.

Stu, are you out there? I can't think of anything nice to say!

Stu hated me! -Mm, I wouldn't lead with that.

Stu? Thanks. Stu Hoffman, everybody.

This should be good.

Um... I'm...

I'm not actually, uh, Stu Hoffman. You can say that again.

Tough room. -Stu, um...

Sort of -- he -- he...

Uh, recently passed on,

as many of you know,

though, apparently, not all of you.

Um... I'm Mason Mcguire, also from rothman, Greene & Moore.

Stu Hoffman was...

Oh, God. He's freezing up. He's froze up.

I can't watch it. I thought it was bad when you were up there.

This is unbearable. -He was...

The quintessential ad man. No. Yeah.

I can't believe I had to accept a dead man's award.

I made a total ass of myself, didn't I?

No, no. You -- you were great.

You were great. People were moved.

I think they treated the whole thing like a respectful moment of...

Awkward silence.

Oh, look at that. It's casting a shadow.

I'm literally living under stu's shadow.

All right, fine. Look. Okay?

No shadow.

Now you can display it with pride. I didn't earn it.

You did earn -- you did earn it. We earned it.

The only reason Stu won awards like this was because stu

always sold stu's work instead of our work.

Let this brick be a testament

to all of our great ads that never saw the light of day.

True, but, I mean, if I display it any where,

people are gonna think that I'm taking credit for stu's work.

Not if you say what I just said. Okay.

Hello, Tony.

Denise. What a...Rare pleasure.

You require so little supervision.

Congratulations on your group's showing last night.

Well, it's always good to be recognized. -Sure.

So, uh, what do I owe the pleasure to, Denise?

Well, with poor Stu gone, I wanted to discuss

how you intend to keep up the level of your group's creative product.

If you don't mind, uh...

I'd like to bring in Mason. Who's Mason?

Uh, he's stu's replacement. Uh, very good.

Um, I just -- I'll be - I'm gonna be right back.

You -- help me move this shelf. It's too st...

Should I text her? -Who?

Carrie. I was thinking maybe...

Reconnect. 1, 2, 3, lift.

I thought you said she was pregnant. I didn't say, "should I marry her?"

Just, "should I text her?" -No.

I already did. -Mason! Mason.

Uh, can you join Denise and me in my office?

Deni-- Denise? What's Denise doing on our floor?

Well, at the moment, she's waiting on Mason.

Let's go. Oh, phew. Thank God. Close one. Good luck.

What's this about? She wants to meet you.

We've met. -Again.

Denise! Mason Mcguire, my new cd. Oh, please. I know Mason.

I want to congratulate you on the new position.

Thank you.

Tony tells me you have many exciting ideas

for keeping up the mink group's winning streak.

Oh, yeah? Yeah, sure.

I mean, you know, a lot of hard work and focus.

Mason did pretty well last night.

Oh. Conner and I, we were - we were two-time finalists.

Finalists.

Look, Mason, I know Tony doesn't agree with me on this,

but awards matter -- real awards.

That's how people in this business keep score. -Uh-huh, sure.

And if we don't bring in the hardware,

then our clients start ping after the agencies who do.

And Stu understood that. Obviously, losing Stu is a blow.

Which is exactly why we brought in Sarah Krajicek-Hunter.

Who? -Uh, Sarah Krajicek-Hunter.

She's done some of the best work in Chicago.

Uh, won a brick last night. Really?

How long has she been here? Ironically, uh,

her first day was stu's last.

Yeah. And which of you brought her in?

Uh, she was actually brought in by -- by st...

Another thing to thank poor Stu for.

Um... actually, you know... Sarah and I go back, you know, some time.

In fact, we've partnered on a couple of things.

Okay. So, there's a relationship there. Well, that's great for the future.

But more immediately, clio submission deadlines are coming up.

So I look forward to seeing what you all come up with.

Sarah...Kracken-hoffer...

Krajicek-hunter.

Sarah Krajicek-Hunter.

All right.

Oh, hi, Sarah. - Simon.

Everyone on 25's talking about your big win last night.

Really?

Not my making a complete idiot out of myself?

Well, some of that.

People are dicks. -Yeah. I know.

So, what's Tony got you working on?

Oh, Tony doesn't really deal with the day-to-day,

but Mason's got me working on shampoo.

Wow, really? -Mm-hmm.

That's quite a shift. How's it going?

It's great. I love it.

Yeah? -It's fantastic. I'm really good at it.

Glad you're, uh, you're enjoying yourself.

Yeah. Does seem like a bit of a waste of your talent, though.

You know what? That is the first nice thing anyone has said to me

since I started working here. Thank you.

Well, then let me have the second and third.

Sarah, I love those earrings.

And I'd love you to come and work for my group.

You and I should grab lunch sometime.

So, what do you think?

I...

I- I think I might pass out.

I need to sit down. -No, no.

You know you can't be in here. It's fine, it's fine.

I can -- I can be in here. I just need to sit down, really.

Ohh. See? There. I feel better already.

Damn it.

Oh, no. Hipbones.

See, now my day's officially shot.

So is mine.

Wait, wait, wait.

How 'bout this one? -Get it.

And get the other one. Get 'em both. Love it.

Just... -You gonna help me out of this?

I can do that.

Are you listening to me? I'm listening.

So, what do you think? About what?

Are any of these worth submitting for this year's award shows?

Sure. -Are you texting Carrie Taylor again?

No. What exactly do you think is gonna come of this?

She's married and pregnant. Okay, whose side are you on?

I want to stay connected to someone who once meant a lot to me.

Why should I have to let that friendship die simply because she's married...

Pregnant? -Carrie once brought me joy.

Followed by a beard and weight gain.

Conner, Denise just put me on the spot about stu's award-winning reputation.

This is not the time to abandon me for some misguided romance.

It's not romance. Not romance.

It's friendship. Friends. "Hey, buddy." Friends.

Turning it off. Turning the phone off.

Putting it down. We can work. Let's work.

Working! Working!

Hi. Mason, do you have a minute? -Sure.

Look, I found a partner -- Jamie Rawlston. He's at Leo Burnett.

Rawlston? -He wasn't on the list I gave you.

And he's a fortune. -Burnett pays better than anyone in town.

Why don't we work at Burnett? -Look, he won two bricks

last night. He does all that Nintendo stuff. He's worth it,

and he's who I want. So, let's call him.

-Call him? Sarah, I can't afford him. -Well, not with that attitude.

Just go ask Tony for some more money. It doesn't work that way.

How does it not work that way? You say, "Tony, I want to hire

"this award-winning art director for Sarah. He costs a little more"

than some kid 10 minutes out of design school, but, gee, I don't know,

"he just might could be kind of worth it."

I thought you said you were gonna turn that off.

I did. -Put it away! -I will.

Sarah, Rawlston won't move unless

we back up a truck. I don't have a truck. I don't have a yugo.

It's not gonna happen. And aren't you supposed to be in a hair-care consumer-insight meeting?

She wants to have lunch. -I think consumer-insight meetings

are kind of a waste of my talent.

Oh, really?

Well, clearly, I don't, since I asked you to attend.

Well, you're the creative director. Why don't you go?

I'm not going because I have an arc meeting,

an f'ing effen meeting, and I'm supposed to figure out how to win

more awards than stu, and because I told you to go.

Yes, sir, mussolini.

Is there some rule that

talented writers have to be self-absorbed pains in the ass?

Sorry. What?

I'm always fighting my hair.

It gets dried out pretty easy.

I wish I could just comb it and get out the door.

But when my hair looks good,

it gives me one less thing to worry about, so---

I can obsess about other things I don't like about myself.

You know those commercials where they're running

bare foot and their hair is blowing in the breeze?

I mean, they're kind of silly.

I -- I just want my hair to look good.

Beauty realists.

That's who's at the top of our pyramid.

And the key to beautiful hair for them is controlling damage,

protecting and repairing. Those are our two hair pillars.

Got it.

Let's take a peek at some more.

The first thing I think about when I buy conditioner is price.

My God, Sarah.

Can you believe you have to listen to more of this?

Cochran was right. This is a waste of your talent.

I know -- you like Mason and conner,

but you have every right to think about jumping to cochran's group.

Don't worry about people thinking you have no sense of loyalty.

Stu hired you. You don't owe Mason anything.

He won't even hire that Jamie Rawlston.

Cheap men -- nothing worse.

And, you know, the longer you don't have a partner,

the more people are gonna say, "she's hard to get along with."

So, I guess the question is, should you call cochran?

So, what do you think, Sarah?

Hmm? Um... stimulating.

Inspiring, even.

Okay. We were wondering about your lunch order.

Conner. Look at this. Look at what?

Clio submission requirements. It says any work...

That ran for the first time between September of last year

and September of this year is eligible.

Oh, my God! Why do I care about that?

Because it means we can submit the effen print you and I did

and last year's arc mobile campaign.

Arc mobile?

Um, that was stu's campaign.

Right.

So how does that help us?

Denise is concerned about the group winning awards.

Technically, stu's work was done in the group.

He just didn't have a chance to submit it.

So you want to take credit for --

you want to take credit for stu's work?

That's very Stu of you. No, his name will still be on it.

And so will Tony's.

Come on. There's nothing unethical about this.

You said yourself the only reason we didn't win more awards

is 'cause Stu hogged all the glory. He owes us.

You said those words, conner. What?

Mason...We need to switch shirts. -Do we?

Yes. We have to switch shirts. I'm having lunch with Carrie,

and I just realized how much more awesome I would look in that shirt.

Switch shirts. We're not switching shirts..

We got to switch shirts. The old switcheroo.

Yours is burgundy. I look great in burgundy.

It's more restaurant-y. Switch shirts.

Hey, Mason. Hey, we're in the middle of something. -Switch shirts. Please.

Just give me your shirt for four seconds!

Joe.

No.

Sarah, what can I do for you?

Can you give me a hint?

Come on in!

Voil. -Oh, I'm sorry.

Is my music too loud? I can lower this.

Uhhh...Who are you? -Hey, I'm Jonah quarles.

Mason Mcguire. Did you happen to notice somebody else's stuff

in here? -My stuff. -Yeah,

I packed it up. Um, could I give you guys a hand moving it, maybe?

No. -Here's the thing - you're in the wrong office.

Um... says here my office is 26011.

I think this is it. You're half right.

This is 26011, but it's her office.

It used to be mine. Now it's hers. You -- you need to leave.

I know what happened. They didn't call you.

See, there's no more room on the retail marketing floor, so...

We're expanding. H.R. Is trying to find us closets wherever they can.

But I -- wow -- lucked out. Look at this view. It's sick!

You did clear giving me this space with h.R., right?

I may have forgotten to fill out the paperwork.

But you -- you need to keep your anger focused on -- on Jonah.

This sucks.

Hello, Simon?

That lunch you talked about - how's today?

Great. I'll meet you downstairs in five minutes.

Well, hi, there. I have a lunch reservation today under "conner" --

c- o-double-n-e-r.

That's the guy. Now, here's the thing.

I'm not gonna be on time. I --

no, quite the opposite. I am gonna be early.

See, I'm meeting someone important, okay?

Now, I don't want to be standing around. I want to make sure

I can get seated, okay?

At a very nice table. I'm gonna call you back.

What...

The...

Yeah? -Question --

does Sarah know cochran? -She's met him.

They're not friends? Cochran doesn't have any friends.

Right, right. I forgot. Could they be dating?

Isn't cochran gay?

No, he's not gay -- just English.

Why are we talking about this? I'll tell you why, Mason.

They're having lunch together.

Cochran is trying to steal Sarah. -What?

Conner saw them having lunch together!

Okay. She asked me to hire Jamie Rawlston --

Jamie Rawlston? We cannot afford Jamie Rawlston. -Which is what I told her.

Of course, she got upset. So she goes running to cochran.

Or he's pursuingher. Either way, we have to do something.

No, we don't. -I don't understand.

Let her go.

What? -Let her go.

I mean, she's been complaining since she got here. She doesn't like her office,

she doesn't like the accounts she's working on. -She wins awards.

Well, they're overrated. Not by Denise,

who sat in that chair and made it plain she expects us to win awards.

Well, big surprise. I mean, the day after an awards show,

Denise becomes obsessed about winning awards.

It's like sunspot activity, Mason. Denise flares up,

it interferes with tv reception, but it'll pass.

Look, I-I don't know Denise as well as you do,

but the woman sounded pretty serious.

Mason, look around you.

Do you see any awards?

Hmm? Hmm? Do you see one? Do you? Do you?

No, you don't.

And that is because I keep them right here.

Oh, look -- a mobius. You want one?

You know, awards are fine, but they're all about the ego.

They distract you from the work.

Now, my job -- our job --

is to create advertising that moves product for our clients.

I get that, Tony, but I promised Denise

that Sarah would be writing award-winning spots for this group.

I wouldn't have said that.

Oh, I hear she made a fool of herself last night.

No, she... a little, but she's a great writer.

Maybe, but if you came here looking for money

so that you could woo some big-ticket art director

to keep blondie from defecting, the answer is no.

I've had my eye on Rawlston. The two of you would be brilliant together.

I know, right? -Well, just say the word. I'll bring him over.

I heard he was too expensive for rgm.

No, he's too expensive for Tony mink.

See, people like Stu Hoffman - God rest his soul -- and me,

we -- we make Denise's life easier. We win a lot of prizes.

We get our faces on the cover of creativity.

Denise loosens the fendi purse strings for people she likes.

She likes me.

Tony -- mm, not so much.

What about Mason?

I have no idea how she feels about Mason.

All I know is his group has arc mobile and dove, but for the most part,

they work on little regional brands with little regional budgets.

Whereas I just spent a week on a shoot with Tiger Woods.

Did you get to play golf with him?

Equal parts thrilling and humiliating.

Listen, Sarah. Lovely lunch, blah, blah, blah.

I think you're a rock star.

We have more work than we can handle. I'd love to hire Jamie Rawlston

and have the two of you join my group next week.

Wow. Um...

Okay. Uh... -You don't need to answer me now, but do give it some thought.

Okay. -I made Sarah the center piece of my answer to Denise.

You know? I mean, losing somebody I- is bad enough,

but to lose someone of her creative rep to cochran?!

I'm either gonna look like a liar or a... -A dope. A loser.

The Captain of thetitanic. Thank you for your support.

I bailed on lunch with the future mother of someone else's kid

to support you, so... You have my support. What do we do?

First of all, try to get Jonah out of her office.

Yeah, get him out. That's a good start. What else?

She doesn't have a partner. Would you -- would you work with her today?

I'm not an art director. I know, but you're a warm body.

She hasn't had anybody to bounce ideas off since she got here.

Just concept with her, come up with some dove ideas.

Yeah. You know, I see what you're doing. That's good.

That's a good start, right? Yeah.

Keep her company, impress her with my wit.

That's a good start. It's not enough.

I never thought I'd hear you say that.

Mason, cochran has thrown down the gauntlet. He's wooing her.

We have to out-woo him. Out-woo?

Out-woo. He did lunch, we do dinner.

He does restaurant, we do... Boat -- you should have bought that boat.

Well, so we go all out. Charlie trotters or --

or how about this? The personal touch.

Right. We show her -- just a group? No, no. We're a family.

And we serve her up some home cooking.

You're gonna cook? -Me? No.

What are you doing? -Erin. Hey. How you doing?

No, it's conner, actually. You're gonna ask my wife

to cook for Sarah? -Look, Mason and I have this huge favor to ask.

You can't do that. -Mason doesn't want to ask, so here I go.

This is a bad idea. We really want to impress

this new writer. You're a delight. I'm uncomfortable with this!

Is there any chance you... Could throw together...

A little something... For four people tonight?

There's something I never told you. There's a whole thing that I... well, that -- that's great.

That's awesome. Thank you.

You're a doll.

Dinner for four at the Mcguire home in winnetka.

Your wife is -- fsshh! -- Amazing.

Okay, first of all, don't mention my wife and go "fsshh!"

And second of all, how do you even know that Sarah's available?

Right. Hmm.

I'll wait here.

I am not going back to that cube.

At least now I have my window office.

With a view. We should celebrate. What are you doing tonight?

Nothing. Why?

Then you shall dine with us.

Mcguire home, 8:00. Here's the address.

Sarah's in.

What if this doesn't work?

But what if it does?

What if it doesn't?

But what if it does?

Does he ever do this for you?

No comment. -He does?

I just said that so that you would not say -- -I knew it.

Good.

Why do you want to marry him?

You know why.

I'm gonna miss this.

It's gonna be okay, you know?

We can still be friends.

And as the guy finishes shampooing the girl's hair,

the announcer comes on and says, "dove. Rinse. Repeat."

Something like that.

Okay, am I the only woman in America who doesn't share this bizarre fantasy

of having a man wash my hair?

It's very romantic.

It's stupid. What are you, made of ice?

You've obviously never had a straight man shampoo your hair.

There we go. -Don't.

Shh. Relax. Settle into it.

It's better with the warm water and the suds. Just relax and try and think

of a brilliant tag line. -Stop!

Not a very brilliant tag line.

"Life...Styled."

"Life...

Styled."

"Life. Styled" -- two words. "Life. Styled." -Look at you.

Great. Two more spots, we got a campaign. We sell our campaign,

we're shooting at the four seasons for four weeks.

Minibar, pool, free robes. You want one?

Why are you here? Seriously.

Just trying to... You need a partner.

I need an art director. You're a copywriter.

I know I'm a copywriter. Thank you.

Look, I'm just...

I'm just trying to help, that's all.

I know how hard it is to do this kind of stuff alone.

You need a warm body to bounce ideas off.

I get it. I do.

Really, it's getting...

A lot harder to pin Mason down these days.

You know, he's got all the extra responsibilities,

client responsibilities, blah, blah, blah. You shampoo me now.

I'm really looking forward to tonight. Are you looking forward to tonight?

I know I am. Mason is. We all are.

I guess. It's just kind of weird.

Ooh. Hmm. Can I ask your advice? -Ugh. I want to say no.

I have this ex that I haven't seen in three years.

Mason doesn't think I should meet her. What do you think?

Who broke up with who?

I -- I don't -- why is - I don't know.

Okay, so she ended it. -No.

It's not like that. Okay? It's...

It was tricky, but we parted on good terms.

Well, then I think it's fine if you're both cool with it.

I mean, I'm still on good terms with my ex-husband. We hang out.

We don't sleep together. If that's what you're angling for, then I --

so you don't think that two people of the opposite sex can be friends?

I don't think you'd be asking everybody for advice

if you just wanted to be friends.

It's complicated.

She has a boyfriend.

She's married?! -What?

Oh, conner, no. See, I'm not down with that. I believe in loyalty.

Oh, really? -Absolutely.

Good.

I'm sorry. I was in the elevator. Is this better?

Okay. I took Stu Hoffman's office. I gave Sarah Krajicek-Hunter my old o--

I know. I should have come to you guys. I realize that.

But I've got to get that space back for Sarah. Can you hold on a minute?

What? -Oh, that's warm.

Sorry. I'm on with the guy from human resources.

A no, I'm not. He just hung up.

So, who's this new writer, and why are we entertaing him?

Uh, her, actually. -Oh.

You didn't mention you had a new woman in your group.

I have a new woman in my group.

Is she pretty? -What? I don't know.

That pretty, huh? -You can decide for yourself tonight.

As much as I would love to cook for this pretty

new writer that you've never mentioned before,

I've spent the entire day cleaning the house, and now I've run out of time.

I mean, does this have to happen tonight?

Yeah, I'm sorry. It's got to be tonight.

Tomorrow, she might be gone, you know?

And then I'm the creative director that can't hang on to talent.

Well, then you're gonna have to pick up food after work or something.

Maybe Mia francesca. -I will.

Does this writer have a name?

Uh, Sarah. Sarah Krajicek-Hunter.

Oh. So she's married. -Yeah.

Uh, divorced, actually. Better and better.

What train are you on? I'm leaving now, okay?

Love you.

Denise. Oh, I thought I'd drop down, see if you were free.

Of course.

I see you decided to display stu's "best in show" brick.

Oh, yeah.

A little reminder of what to shoot for yourself.

Though I might place it in your eye line...

For you to see, rather than guests.

Well...

Sometimes I sit over there.

Your family. -Yeah.

Lovely. -Thanks.

I'm keeping you from them. -No.

It's not easy, juggling career and family.

Tony's spending more time with his new one...

This go-'round. -Mm-hmm.

You know, I worked for a creative director at Grey,

back when there was a Grey in Chicago,

and he passed on a great piece of advice.

Always hire people better than you.

At the end of the day, your name ends up on all their work, anyway.

Mason, Tony elevating you to creative director

means he sees something.

But I know so little about you.

So tell me about yourself.

Leave out nothing.

Terrific talking with you, Mason.

I look forward to great things from you.

Thank you, Denise.

Good night.

Go. You almost there? Just got here.

I was just about to leave, and I got way laid by Denise.

Look, I need you to explain to Erin

and be entertaing and charming till I get there.

Uh...Yeah.

What's that noise? -What? Oh. Uh, I'm at a restaurant.

Did Erin decide she'd rather go out?

Uh, no. I'm waiting for Carrie. We're having dinner together.

You're what? -Yeah. Yeah,

she texted me back. You said you were at my place!

No, I said I just go there to the restaurant.

Okay, I'll be at your house soon. Well, I'll be at your house later.

Leave the pregnant married woman and get your skinny ass over to my house!

Look, don't get mad at me. You're the one who's late.

Hi. Hi. -I'm... -You must be Sarah.

That's right.That's right.

Hi. Hi. -Um...I don't even know your name. - Oh. Erin. Erin.

Please, come in. Thanks. With an "e"?

Yes. -Okay.

Wow. This is great.

It's funny -- Mason never mentioned my name at work?

Yeah, no, if there weren't photos in the office,

you wouldn't even know he was married.

Oh. I meant, when he's at work, he's just all about the business.

So...That's why.

Oh. Can I... -Man,

if I had known that walk from the train station was such a hike,

I'd have worn more sensible shoes, you know?

Kind of like yours.

So, where's Mason?

Good question.

Hi. Can I help you?

It is conner, right?

Yeah. I- I'm sorry. Actually,

I'm waiting for someone. Yeah. Yeah, it's my wife.

I intercepted your text message.

Then I took her phone.

Carrie thinks she just lost it.

She --

so none of those text messages were from her?

No, they were from me.

They were from you.

Well, then I guess I owe you an apology for canceling our lunch earlier.

Me?

You know we're just friends, right?

Champagne.

And a cranberry juice with two cherries and a Twist.

"Just friends" - that's what Carrie told me.

Right. Three years ago. I didn't believe her then,

and I don't believe you now. It's true, Dan. It's true.

And I should believe the man who slept with my fiancée why?

She told you that? We almost split up over it.

But I told her I could deal as long as she never saw you again,

as long as I never heard the name "conner" again.

Why'd you text me back? You shouldn't have texted me back.

I need to know what's going on. -Nothing.

Nothing is what's going on. And if you'd let Carrie see those texts,

I'm sure she would tell you the exact same thing.

Well, maybe we should call her and ask her.

Let's not call her and - what do you want?

Do you want to kick my ass? Do you want to kick my ass in front of all these people?

Go right ahead.Punch me in the nose. Throw a drink on me. Go right ahead.

No, no, no. Let's call her.

Let's see if she wants to go out on a date.

Come on!

She's at home by herself, and you've already got her favorite drink waiting for her.

Dan, you're making yourself crazy over something that ended a long time ago,

and that's no way to live. Believe me, Carrie didn't do anything wrong.

She just said hello. Okay? So you can stop.

You can stop wondering.

Stop texting...

Asshole.

Check, please.

I'm home! Hey.

Finally. In here!

Hi. Where's the food?

The food. Right. -You forgot?

I was so frantic to get here. I'm sorry.

Perfect. And what about the other guest that

I spent the entire day cleaning the house for?

Any sign of good old reliable conner?

She's had a few...

Uh, apparently, he had a personal...Crisis.

Of course he did.

Well, I'm gonna go.

You two seem like you're about to have a big argument or something.

Oh, no. No! No, you know what we'll do? We -- we can order something.

Chinese is fast. Do you like chinese? Kind of like a moo shu, dumplings?

Honey, just let her go.

All right, well, at least let me drive you to the station.

Oh, thank you, that would be great.

I don't think I could make that walk again.

Thank you.

She lacks the right sensible shoes.

I'm sorry. I just...

Go. Bring me back some moo shu?

Yeah?

Mm. Well... thanks. Well, wait, wait, wait.

Your train doesn't leave for another 10 minutes, so...

Look.

I know you've been talking to cochran.

Yeah, I didn't exactly think it was a coincidence

that I have this last-minute dinner invite

right after my lunch with Simon.

Simon's good. He is.

He's talented. He's smart. His group does some nice work.

There's a "but" coming.

Mm-hmm. Can you think of the name of one other member of his team?

I don't know. Is there a...Dave?

You can't.

Because there's only one star in cochran's group,

and that's the guy you had lunch with.

Remind you of anyone?

You're gonna say my old boss, Josh.

And our dear departed st...

You should ask yourself why you're drawn

to bosses who take credit for your work.

I'm never gonna operate like that.

And I will never go on a stage

and accept an award for work you did.

Unless, of course, you're dead.

Well, cochran said he'd hire Jamie Rawlston to be my partner.

I called Rawlston this afternoon.

He's just taken a job with Crispin & Porter in Miami.

Look, I need you.

This group needs you. We need your talent.

We need you a hell of a lot more than cochran does.

I know you all need me. I just haven't felt like any of you guys want me.

The other guys are a little threatened.

That's all. 'Cause they know how good you are.

In fact, just this morning, I told Denise

that, uh, my entire plan

for improving this group's creative is pinned on you.

I think you're that good.

You're just saying that to keep me. -No.

I don't do that.

I just -- I didn't know if maybe...

Working together might...

Might be a little awkward for you.

Oh. No.

Not for me...

I mean...As long as it isn't for you.

Hey. How'd you guys know I was on that train?

We didn't.

Oh. Did I miss dinner? I'm starving.

There's no dinner. -No dinner?

I thought you were gonna have dinner with Carrie.

Yeah. So did I.

You came up for nothing.

I'm not moving to cochran's group.

Oh. Okay. I'm still hungry.

Hey. Thanks for the lift.

Thanks for staying.

See ya.

Really? No dinner?

No dinner.

These are for Erin. Tell her they're from you. Sarah!

So, you've been trying to steal Sarah Krajicek-Hunter.

You can stop now. Hello, Mason. How are you?

Sarah's staying with us. End of story.

Wow. Look at you. Where was this sense of honor and drama

when you ambushed me in that arc mobile meeting?

Oh, you mean when you were trying to steal my account?

Anyone detect a pattern here?

I'm sorry. Why are you here instead of Tony?

You know, gcd to gcd.

All I'm saying is, Tony better watch his back.

Oh, don't threaten Tony. Oh, I'm not.

I think Tony's great. He's a bit old-school, but great.

No, I'm talking about you, mason.

Tony should worry about you.

Thanks for your time.

Door open, please.

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