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Previously, on "Workin' Moms":

- Whoa, Kate, be caref--

- Here's what you're gonna do.

Have people upload their pics

of their homemade manicures,

online, with the hashtag...

NailedIt. NailedIt.

Alice: Is he my real daddy?

- Oh my god, honey, no.

to take in the sights,

- I come here every week

but I haven't seen you here.

- I'm embracing my life

by any means necessary.

Step 1...

Get those endorphins flowin'.

Brad: From now on when

you climax,

I want you to think about

how hard other women cum,

and how shallow

your own experience is.

Kate: Hey, hey, it's Kate.

Leave a message.

- Dude, it's me. I need you.

So, call me back or whatever,

ASAP, please.

Alicia: Ow, Mabel!

What a strong arm you have.

Okay.

I am going to just

let Mabel cool down

for a little bit.

Since her tantrums

have been off the charts.

- I was never allowed to have

a full-on meltdown like that.

My mom wouldn't let me.

Made me the person I am today.

- She's really not that violent.

- Well, that's what the

Menendez parents said

before that fateful night.

- Weren't those the boys, the...

- Ladies, and man,

tantrums are not entirely

a toddler's fault.

Their brains have not developed

impulse control.

How would you feel

if you were a little person,

and you lost every argument,

all day?

- That is my life.

- You can't let the animals run

the zoo, Val.

- Well, I think it's good to let

kids have their way sometimes.

- Yeah, how's that workin' out

for ya?

- It's fine.

- I'm so sorry, Richard.

It's all my fault, and I...

I messed up. I take full

responsibility, okay?

- Are you sure?

I mean, it's a great speech,

but can they even trace

this back to you?

- Maybe not, but the same

slogan is used in two campaigns

in one day?

That can't be a coincidence.

And on top of it, I lied.

I have two jobs. Ugh,

I just gotta tell Richard.

- So you come home tonight

with one job.

- I might come home with none.

- Yeah.

- Okay, go own your shit.

I'll take him into daycare.

- Thank you.

Frankie:

- You look so relaxed.

Tell me it had something

to do with last night.

- Yeah, that was amazing.

- It's the Pilates.

- Pilates.

It is such a pleasure having

you here.

- Oh.

- We should do this more.

You could stay. Here.

You're looking for a place.

How about my guest wing?

- Wow...

that is... so generous.

Um...

- You know, think about it.

No strings attached.

- Oh hey, I gotta go,

it's aquafit.

- Sure, darling,

see ya tonight.

Oh!

- Would you... do me a favour?

- Would you pick up

my dry cleaning today?

- Of course. O-kay.

straight.

Alice: So, let me get this

You and Daddy never got

married?

Anne: No.

- But you did marry this guy?

- For the last time, Alice,

yes, and that was ages ago.

Give me this.

Look, your Dad and I don't

need to be married, okay?

- So you want me

to be a bastard?

- Ugh.

- You want her to be a bastard?

- Stop being so dramatic!

- Do you still love him?

- Who? Brad? No! God!

Why should I believe you?

My whole life is a charade!

- Good... morning. Everyone.

- Why aren't you guys married?

- Because I don't need

to do that again,

get roped into some

contract until

we just decide to call it

quits... or die.

- Then why do you wear rings?

- Uh, well, um, Sweetie,

we do it because it's symbolic.

hit on at bars.

- That... and so we don't get

- What?

- Eat!

- So, you're pretending! Why?

Oh, I get it! You want it to be

easier to break up with Daddy.

- Oh, this is ridiculous.

- I'm just gonna take this

to go.

Okay.

- Listen, Honey, I just don't

believe in titles, okay?

I am with your Daddy

because I love him.

It's about choice. I wake up

every day and I choose him.

- But, I want you to be married!

Don't I get a choice, too?

- No! Not about this.

- Hypocrite!

- Honey, I'm sorry.

It's okay. I know!

- Just gotta tell him,

just gonna go and tell him.

Mo: Foster! Did you hear?

We're on lockdown.

Richard's convinced someone

leaked your hashtag.

The client walked.

Someone's gonna lose their job.

I saw those IT guys.

- Yeah, yeah, no,

Pretty intimidating.

What's the deal,

do they suspect anyone?

- I don't know.

Bet you're crappin' your pants,

though.

- Why would I be crappin'

my pants?

- All that porn, dog!

- Well I cleared my hist--

No. Personal phone.

- Do you have a minute?

- Yeah, what's up?

I think we've had a break in.

Is anything missing

from your office?

- Uh... I don't think so.

- I think someone

was in mine!

There's...I can't be sure,

but there was stuff

that's been moved.

My pen is bent,

the nib is bent.

Strangely my Nana's whale ivory

bodkins were left... untouched.

- Thank god for small miracles.

- They're all I have left

of her!

- Was Nana Claire a sperm whale?

- Anne! Look! Something

is going on here,

and I feel very violated,

and we need to be very careful!

And I have to go out right now,

so if you could just keep...

just keep an eye out for...

- Predators?

- Burglars, Anne!

We've been burgled!

- Sure, yes. Mhm.

- Thank you.

Frankie: Oh god!

I am so sorry!

How'd you get in here so fast,

Tam?

You're like lightning on land!

Oh my... oh...

What are you doing?

Oh, so busted.

Were you looking for me?

- Yeah, I guess that

didn't work.

Hope Tammy's okay.

- What is your name, anyway?

- Juniper.

- Oh.

- Frankie.

I uh... I gotta run.

- Where are you goin'?

Uh, I'm just, grabbin'

my niece,

takin' her and my daughter

for fro-yo.

- Oh yeah?

- Mhm.

- Can I come?

- Uh...sure...

Richard: Mhm.

Man: This one?

- Richard, you wanted to speak

to me?

- Go, thank you.

Kate, come in, have a seat.

- What's going on,

are you okay?

- Rosie, why don't you

tell Kate here

exactly what you told me?

- Okay.

I'm so sorry, please

don't be mad.

It was me,

I leaked the hashtag.

- Wait... what? No you didn't.

- Not on purpose.

I left early and emailed the

notes from the client meeting

to my Gmail so I could

spell-check at home.

at work?

- You can't spell-check at...

- Of course she can.

- All right, fine,

if I'm being honest, I didn't

finish the notes, okay?

But the "Murdoch Mysteries"

marathon started at 5.

- Anyway, Rosie must've been

hacked.

from her account.

Somebody pulled the hashtag

Board is demanding

disciplinary actions,

so Rosie, you're fired.

- Wait... Richard, you can't

fire her, this is ridiculous!

- It's against company policy

to use personal emails.

- I know, I'm an idiot.

- We lost a client, didn't we?

- It's not her fault!

Well, if she were hacked,

is it really her fault?

- Fine, but I'm warning you,

Rosie,

if this ever happens again--

- I also stole staples.

- Maybe quit while you're

ahead?

from Rogers

- And that letter we got

accusing us of illegally

downloading HBO torrents...

- That was you?

- I don't have cable!

- Well, it is very expensive,

Richard.

All those packages,

on her salary?

no pay.

- That's a one-week suspension,

- I also slept with Carl

on your desk.

- Okay.

- Oh, this is clearly breaking

several rules now!

- Oh, it feels so good to let

it out, girl!

- Enough! You're fired! Go! Go!

- Okay.

Richard: Paula,

get Carl in here, now!

Good god!

I eat my lunch on that desk.

- Hey... Rosie, I'm so sorry.

- It's not your fault.

Oh, thank you.

- Yeah.

- I always hated this job,

anyway.

about me, but I'm actually...

And I know you don't know this

an amazing graphic designer.

- Graphic designer,

that is so cool.

Hey look, I'm gonna look out

for you, all right?

And, and... better things

are on the horizon.

- Yeah.

- What are in these boxes?

Dishes from the kitchen,

I never washed,

and I'm too ashamed

to leave them behind.

- Say no more.

How's that for ambience,

asshole?

- Mmm! Like that, Rhodes?

Mmm! This is really great, man.

Thanks for treatin' us!

Family time.

- Yeah!

- Aunt Frankie, did I tell you?

Daddy bought me a dirt bike!

- A dirt bike?

Greta: Yeah, it's pink,

and white, and shiny...

and metal, and hot, and loud.

- Wow, is that age-appropriate?

- Who's she, again?

You runnin' a daycare service,

or?

- Wow... that's nice.

I got some news, too!

Found a place today.

It's temporary, but I'll be

outta your hair.

- That's great!

You takin' Rhoda?

- No... not quite there yet.

It's-it's not the best setup.

- Hey, when'd you join

the Big Sisters club?

- Really?

Kate: Purdeep, I know talent

when I see it, okay,

and Rosie's got it in spades.

She is an excellent graphic

designer.

- Vector or hand-drawn?

of course.

- Oh um... well the hand-drawn,

- I don't think I can bring

on anyone new, Kate.

I mean, do you see any empty

yoga balls around here?

- No, but we could always

get chairs.

I mean, look, we brought

in 3 new clients this week.

That's major! You need people!

- I know, right?

And we've been killing it

since hashtag NailedIt,

and it's all thanks to you!

We don't need more designers.

If anything,

we need more Kates!

- Hm. Thank you, all right,

I get it.

can I get a cup of coffee?

Can I at least,

- Sure. Come back

in 27 minutes.

Kate: Hey, hey, it's Kate!

Leave a message.

- Hey, Kate, I don't know what

happened to you,

but I've been calling you

all day.

Kate? What?

I see you ignoring my call!

Hey asshole,

Why are you riding a bike?

- Yes.

Anne: Hey, Lance Armstrong!

- Anne? What are you doing?

- What am I doing?

What are you doing?

- Ah!

- Oh shit!

I'll call you back!

Dude, you almost killed me!

You know I'm not a strong

cyclist.

- Actually, I don't know that

because I've never seen you on

a bike before.

What are you wearing?

- Oh.

- What, you missed our lunch

to do, what sweat?

Who are you?

- Ah, I'm sorry.

I just...I got caught up.

- Coulda told me. Pedestrian

Kate would've told me.

- Move your SUV, bitch!

- Go around, assholes!

Do what you always do

before the city

put in this gridlock-friendly

waste

of valuable driving space!

Come on, man!

- Jesus, Anne!

Just move your car!

What's your fuckin' problem?

- My problem?

What's your problem?

Why are you ignoring me?

- I'm not! We hang out

all the time!

- Not one-on-one.

Me and you never hang out.

I call you, you don't pick up.

You don't show up.

I literally have to corner

you in the middle of the street

to get 5 minutes of your time.

I get it, you lost your Dad.

- Wow.

- No, no, don't, I'm sorry,

but we have to talk about this.

Do not bottle this up.

- What is this,

an intervention?

- You are acting very weird...

which I get, I get it,

because I was a total mess

when my Dad passed away.

I know it's not the same thing

because he wasn't around all

the time.

- No, it's not the same...

like, at all,

so don't compare it, all right?

You know what, fuck this.

I gotta go

- Oh! Oh! How are you, Anne?

What is going on with you,

Anne?

Let me tell you.

I'm working next to Brad,

who's a depraved hypnotist now,

and Alice is busting my balls

every day

because I'm not married

to Lionel!

Great talk! Thanks!

- Yeah, you know what?

Ugh!

This shit in your life,

I can't listen to it.

All right? I've got my own

shit, and I'm not like you.

I don't wanna talk every little

thing to death.

- Oh, so your pain is more

important than my pain.

- What?

- Did you forget what I went

through last year?

- What, your abortion?

to out-grief you.

Anne, I'm not tryin'

But my father was taken

from me, okay?

What you went through

last year,

you went through by choice,

and even then you did a

committee and whiteboard

to make a fucking decision

about it.

So right now, I'm sorry I can't

be your fucking sounding board

about your shitty divorce,

a decade ago, to your uppity,

sleazebag husband, who you

should have never married

in the first place, Anne.

Why did you marry that guy?

- Shit!

- Ah, come on, man!

Dorothy: Darling,

how was your day?

- Great.

I went swimming,

took the girls for fro-yo.

- Uh-huh. Did you pick up

the dry cleaning?

- Ah...shit! Forgot.

Okay, I'll go now.

- They're not open now.

- Uh, okay...do you wanna borrow

some of my clothes, or--

- I don't think so.

- Do you wanna take me shopping

like in "Pretty Woman"?

- For myself?

Jess, you can go now.

Thank you.

Sit.

Lay down!

Good girl.

This is not how it works,

Frankie.

How do you think

it makes me feel,

when I ask you to do one thing,

and you forget?

- I'm really sorry.

- Shh!

I'll forgive you... this time.

But I think...

- Oh...

- You need to be punished.

Hold on, and don't let go!

- Oh!

- I didn't order that.

- Hey...

- Thank you, that's really

nice of you.

- Hm, looks like you could

use it.

- I'm fine.

Who are you kidding?

Come on, girl, spill it!

- I just... a thing,

with a friend.

- Hm.

See, that's your problem

right there.

I don't fuck

with friends anymore.

- They're the worst.

- They are.

It's always about them.

- Mhm. Exactly.

You know what I always say?

Screw friends.

- Yes, screw 'em.

- Hmm.

- Thank you.

- No worries.

- What the hell?

- Nathan?

- He's not here.

- Jesus! What the hell

are you doing here?

- I'm looking after Charlie.

Nathan had a work thing.

- Okay.

- Charlie slept through

the storm,

but the whole

neighbourhood's out.

You should really invest

in more candles.

- Okay so...how much do I owe

you, like 50?

Will that be enough, or do you

charge more for the exorcism?

- These are tarot cards, Kate.

- Cool.

- Have you ever had a reading?

- No.

- I actually did it for Anne,

and it really helped her

through some stuff.

Do you want me to do yours?

- Uh, no I'm... I'm good.

I mean, you've got it

all set up, so.

So how does this work, exactly?

born. Just sayin'.

You're not gettin' my first

- Close your eyes,

shuffle the cards,

and set your intention

for the reading.

- Oh my god what...

what does that mean?

Not that I... believe

in this stuff.

always the present.

- Well, the first card is

It could mean starting over,

a rebirth.

- Okay, so... not that bad.

- It could also mean death.

- What? This is some Long

Island Medium bullshit.

You know my Dad just died.

- You're directing the energy

of the deck, Kate, not me.

- Do you want me to keep going?

- I mean...

I don't like that.

- You need to consider your

work-life balance.

You might be neglecting

yourself,

your home, loved ones?

- Yeah? You talk to Anne

tonight?

what I see.

- I'm just telling you

- Okay, I don't have all night

to do this.

Okay, now we're talkin'.

That guy's kinda cute.

He's got a happy vibe goin' on.

What's that mean?

- A betrayal.

The end of everything

as you know it.