(SIGHS)
Here you go.
BETTY: Hey, guys!
Good morning.
Wow, Betty. Who died?
I didn't wanna look too cheerful.
Everyone is so depressed at work because of the financial crisis,
and Daniel's girlfriend is sick. Did I overdo it?
No! No! All black is...
Aunt Betty! You look almost fashionable!
- Justin, are you crying? - No, I'm just proud!
You do listen!
You know, I still don't understand how that guy, Connor,
could steal all that money from the company and nobody even noticed.
- IGNACIO: That's terrible! - I know, papi.
And the worst part is I think he's gonna get away with it.
He's totally disappeared.
Why? Why does he do that?
I don't know, I guess some people are just greedy.
You don't wash mushrooms! You wipe them!
He's not talking to you, he's talking to that stupid TV chef on Kitchen Rumble.
This Frankie Burrata guy really makes me mad.
Then why do you keep watching him?
Because, you know, I keep thinking somebody's going to beat this guy!
If the judges like your dish better,
you could walk away with thousands of dollars.
But if they like mine, all you're gonna get are my leftovers!
- (LAUGHIN G) That's right, my leftovers! - I spit on your leftovers.
(SPITS)
(EX CLAIMS IN DISGUST)
I keep calling and telling them I should be on that show.
I can cook better than him!
Papi, you can cook better than everyone.
By the way, I'm not gonna make it to dinner tonight.
I have plans with my new friend, Matt.
(ALL EX CLAIMING)
We've been hearing a lot about this new friend, Matt.
- Betty, you're blushing! - Stop!
What? It's just a couple of dates, and I don't know,
I think there's something there. Okay, I gotta go. Bye.
- Bye. Love you. - Bye.
Do I look serious enough for a company in ruin?
Yes. Don't touch your outfit. You look perfect.
(SIGHING)
So close and yet so far.
(PHONE RINGING)
Daniel Meade's office!
Did you get the gift I sent?
This is Matt, by the way. Just in case you were wondering.
Hi, Matt. I know who it is. No, I don't see a gift.
Oh, even better!
Now I'll be on the phone when you get it.
I love the look on a person's face when they get a present.
You can't see my face through the phone, silly.
I'll imagine it.
Oh, hold on one second.
Morning, Daniel. How are you? Can I get you something?
Uh, coffee, cream, couple of billion dollars
so our company doesn't go bankrupt.
I'm just joking, sort of.
Have you spoken to Molly?
Uh, she needs time alone to figure out her treatment,
whether she wants to go through all that again.
Don't you want to be there with her?
She made it pretty clear that she wants to be left alone,
so I have to respect her wishes.
Thank you.
Someone has an admirer?
Let me just put this away.
- Sorry. - Don't apologize.
You should take happiness when you can find it. You deserve it.
Thank you.
I just got your jellybeans!
Yay! So what does your face look like?
My face is smiling.
Was that a smile on your face?
- No, Willie. It was a sneer, I promise. - Good.
What... You. Are those gladiator sandals?
Are we in ancient Rome? Will you be wrestling a lion?
- I... I... - Take those off!
(SIGHS SHARPLY)
Burn these. You are fired!
(EX CLAIMS)
Willie, as much as I love watching fired employees
scamper off sad and barefoot, are you okay?
Well, what mood do you think I should be in, Marc?
The company's on the brink of collapse.
Connor ran off with all the money.
Yeah. Hey, Willie.
He did break your heart a little bit, right?
Don't be ridiculous.
Connor Owens is a thief, nothing more than that to me.
Just another disappointing, useless male.
Has it occurred to you that my mood of late
might have something to do with a newborn baby
who never seems to stop crying?
Uh, speaking of darling baby William,
the nanny called, she can't come this week.
Apparently, her own child has come down with chicken pox.
Her own child? Who does this woman think she is?
Get Christina to baby-sit,
and here's a list of things I need you to pick up for the baby at Estella.
(SIGHS)
I did not sign up for this baby business. Cashmere diapers, is she kidding?
- Ow. I love shopping at baby stores. - You do?
I like to sit in the tiny furniture and pretend I'm a scary giant.
The children cry. It is so much fun!
(GIGGLING)
Hey, do you wanna go with me tomorrow?
Yeah. Wait.
Mode magazine, this is Amanda. How may I direct your call?
You! How many times have I told you not to call here?
Leave me alone, you psycho!
- What was that? - It was my mother.
She's been reading about the company in the news,
and she's concerned about my job.
Mandy, it's been a year.
Would it be so horrible if you reconnected with your parents?
They lied to me my entire life about being adopted.
Now, you know me, I'm not one to hold a grudge,
but I will never speak to my parents as long as I may live. What?
Nothing, you're just really pretty when you're dramatic.
The bad news is our insurance doesn't cover us for a loss of this magnitude.
(BOTH SIGHING)
- So what's the good news? - There is no good news.
Good God, do you even know how the "good news, bad news" set-up works?
If you're looking for good news, why don't you ask your boyfriend, Connor?
Well, you stole his fiancée! No wonder he wanted to steal from us.
You were dating him! How could you not know what he was doing?
- So it's my fault, now? - Yes.
Stop! Bickering isn't going to solve anything.
Yes, stop bickering, Daniel.
Thousands of people are going to lose their jobs if we don't fix this.
Well, easier said than done, Claire. What's your bright idea?
How about a federal bailout?
(CHUCKLING) Of course!
Daniel and I will just march on down to Washington
and beg the government to save our magazine.
You don't have to march anywhere. They're already here.
"Federal government sends panel to New York City
"to consider print media bailout." Mom, this is genius.
You may want to rethink your wardrobe, Wilhelmina.
You're gonna have a little trouble convincing them
you need money wearing mink.
It's not mink, darling, it's chinchilla.
Well, whatever it is, you look like a rich bitch.
(BOTH LAUGHING)
Matt, you didn't have to come all the way to Queens just to see me home.
Well, considering I left my wallet at work and made you pay for dinner,
I could use the Brownie points.
(HILDA EX CLAIMING)
Sorry. Don't mind me.
You must be Betty's new friend, Matt. I'm the sister.
Betty, you didn't tell me you had a sister.
- What? - Yes, I did!
I'm kidding. She talks about you all the time.
I have a terrible sense of humor. It grows on you. Or it doesn't.
- It's nice to meet you, Hilda. - You, too.
Thanks again for dinner.
(EX CLAIMS MOCKINGLY)
Wait a minute. Why was he thanking you for dinner?
He didn't pay?
Well, sometimes he forgets his wallet.
Sometimes? As in more than once? No, no, no. Betty, I do not like this Matt.
He's just absent-minded.
But he's so sweet. He sent me jellybeans at work today.
Jellybeans? What kind of a cheap present is that?
Hilda, stop!
Okay, maybe he's not perfect.
But the more time I spend with him, the more I like him.
And, I don't know, just all this craziness at work
has really given me perspective.
I have a wonderful job and a great family
and a guy that I like.
Can't I just enjoy this moment, please?
Mom! Mom! I found this with the mail.
- Honey, what is it? - It's from the landlord.
"This document shall serve as termination of your rental agreement.
"Please be advised, you have until the end of the month
- "to vacate the premises." - What?
Oh, my God. We're being evicted!
I hate doing this to you, Ignacio.
Then don't. We've been living in this house for 25 years.
Mr. Delima, this is our home.
I mean, there's gotta be something we can work out, right?
The truth is I'm having some money problems.
I'm gonna have to sell to my idiot nephew.
Sal, couldn't we rent from him?
He's turning it into a recording studio, 'cause that's a good investment.
A recording studio? But I have my business here, too. My salon.
What am I supposed to do?
I wish I could help.
But unless you can match my nephew's offer,
- buy the house yourselves... - Yes!
Yes! We'll buy the house!
We should have taken the limo.
Right. And have our picture taken getting out?
That'll help us get the bailout money.
But a bus, really, Daniel?
God, this is the lowest moment of my life.
It's a straight shot across town. Come on, it's gonna be fun.
- One, please. - MetroCards or quarters only.
Do you think I carry quarters?
I don't know whether to laugh or cry.
Uh, can you break a $50?
BETTY: Thank you.
Okay, the loan officer said that we do qualify for an FHA loan.
So, what does that mean?
It means we only have to put down 5% before the end of the month. $ 15,000.
Betty, I don't have that much money saved up.
Yeah, but if we combine all of our savings...
This is my responsibility. I'm not taking money from my children.
Dad, stop. Stop being so stubborn. This is our house and we want to stay.
Why don't we just ask Daniel for the money?
Justin, Daniel has his own money problems.
And I would never ever ask him for something like that.
Oh, but Marc and Amanda still owe me
the security deposit on my apartment. That's a start.
I could offer more services at my salon.
Smear some yogurt on an old lady's mug, call it a facial.
Yeah. See? Come on, papi.
It's our house, our memories. We should at least try, right?
Come on.
All right.
Uh, excuse me, sir, you're in my personal space.
So if you're fond of your thumbs,
I suggest you take one large step backwards.
Thank you very much.
I thought you were gonna dress down so it looks like we need money.
This is what I wear to the gym.
For God's sake, hold on to the pole!
No way, I don't know who touched that thing.
You're such a baby.
(GROANS)
(SOFTLY) We better get that bailout.
Why would anyone want to have a baby? They're so expensive!
I know, right?
"I need food. I need diapers." Babies are selfish.
Hey, thanks for coming with me today.
If I never see another baby as long as I live, it'll be too soon.
(BOTH GASP)
You guys shop at Estella? Best baby store ever.
I know, it's like my favorite place in all of New York City.
And Cello here just loves their little organic cotton Onesies.
Wait, Cello? What kind of a baby name is that?
So creative. Really special.
I'm Timothy, by the way.
I'm Marc. And we are not together. She's just my hag.
- So I'm guessing you have a baby. - No. He doesn't.
No, no, not on me. My little angel's at home.
- Oh! With your partner? - No, nope.
Single. Single and ready to mingle.
Me, too, yeah, single parent.
Hey, you know what? We should get together for a play date sometime.
Definitely. I'll call you. Play date.
That was rude. He didn't even introduce himself to me.
Cute and rude. I'm in love.
(BETTY EX CLAIMS)
Just the people I was looking for!
I need to talk to you about a money situation.
- Gorgeous. That'll be $200. - What?
Hey, if you were Kirsten Dunst and this was Madison Avenue,
- that's what you'd pay. - Well, this ain't Madison Avenue.
Yes, yes. This is Ignacio Suarez,
and I'm trying to find someone who can help me.
No, I will not hold.
(MOANS)
I'm on hold.
So, my family is trying to buy our house.
And since you guys are subletting my apartment,
I thought it was only fair that you pay the security deposit.
$ 75.
$50. Come on. We're trying to buy our house.
(SINGING) Money makes the world go round
The world go round the world go round
Money makes the world go round
Of this I can be sure
On being poor
Anyway, my family really needs this money.
That is just so you, Betty. All plucky and sweet.
So, you can give me the security deposit money?
- No way. Ta! - Not a chance in hell. Ta!
(DANIEL CLEARS THROAT)
DANIEL: We stand before you today, humbled by an economic crisis
that threatens the entire publishing industry.
Meade Publications is an American company,
founded by an American family.
And today, we're asking for your help.
We understand your plight, Mr. Meade,
but your flagship publication is a fashion magazine.
Why should the government care about something so frivolous?
Frivolous? My dear Congressman, fashion is art.
It enriches people's lives.
Not to mention, it is a vital part of our New York economy.
The industry employs thousands of people.
Photographers, construction workers, engineers, vendors...
Many of whom we rode the bus with just this morning.
Yeah, you've mentioned that several times.
(WHISPERING)
Well, I must concede, your proposal raises some interesting points.
We will reconvene on Thursday to talk numbers.
DANIEL: Thank you, Mr. Chairman.
I could eat this all right now, but I wouldn't have any leftovers...
So, if you add up all of our savings, we're still $9,644 short.
How?
What about the security deposit from Marc and Amanda?
No luck. You? Big day at the salon?
Am I the only one who made money today?
My one-man show on the street totally killed.
Justin, you skipped school and panhandled?
I made, like, 250 bucks.
Oh. Good boy.
What about you, papi?
Don't worry. I'm gonna get us that money.
Papi, how are you gonna get $ 10,000 by the end of the month?
Okay, here it is. Come on, everybody! Quick, hurry!
- Okay! God! - IGNACIO: Hurry!
FRANKIE ON TV: Because today, we have a record.
A man from Queens, New York, called us 162 times in a single day.
He said my food is terrible.
Well, I got news for you, Ignacio Suarez!
I'll be coming to your kitchen to make your dish.
And with $ 10,000 on the line, it'd better be good!
Because, Ignacio Suarez, I challenge you to a Kitchen Rumble!
(ALL SCREAMING)
BETTY: Oh, my God!
I told you! I told you I'd get us the money!
That is so cool! How do they do that?
Hey!
Camera adds 10. You'll thank me later. And you, Betty's new friend, Matt.
Why does everyone keep calling me that?
- I don't know. - Wow.
That really doesn't move, does it?
Get me off this thing!
Justin, why don't you go help Grandpa?
(JUSTIN SIGHS)
So what happens if your dad doesn't win?
Matt, don't say that too loud, you'll make my dad nervous.
But if you lose the house, where will all of you live?
Don't worry about it. My dad's gonna take care of it.
Oh, my God, look. It's Frankie Burrata.
Which one of you is Ignacio Suarez?
I am.
Come here, you persistent old bird!
(LAUGHING)
You really wanted to be on the show, huh?
So what're you gonna do with the money if you win, fat chance,
what, do some travel? New car?
Actually, we're trying to buy our own home.
That's great, man. The American dream. Good for you.
Frankie, we're rolling, so whenever you're ready.
- DIRECTOR: In five, four, three, two... - Okay, here we go!
- We can watch from here. - Oh, my God!
I'm Frankie Burrata and I'm coming to you from Queens, New York,
where Ignacio Suarez and I are going head-to-head
- for bragging rights... - I'm so excited!
...to New York's best chicken mole.
If Ignacio wins, he gets $ 10,000! But if I win, all he gets are my leftovers!
Let the Kitchen Rumble begin!
Well, it was pretty clear the committee responded to me.
So, when we go back, let me do all the talking.
- Hello? Daniel? - Yeah.
Uh, I'm trying to antagonize you. But it's no fun if you're not here.
- Where are you? - Sorry, I'm just a little distracted.
You know, I couldn't imagine this would ever happen.
Connor wiping us out like that.
Yeah, well. I guess you really never know anyone.
Yeah, but, I mean, you were in love with him. That's gotta be hard.
We're not here to chat about Connor. This is a business lunch.
Save the pillow talk for your girlfriend.
Actually, Molly and I aren't... Never mind.
Trouble in paradise?
Can we not talk about her right now?
Oh, sure, it's okay for you to ask me about my personal life,
but you can't be in the hot seat?
She's sick, Wilhelmina.
She's dying.
Well, now you've made me feel awkward.
(SIGHS DEEPLY)
Waiter? We're gonna need some wine. Lots of it.
(SOFTLY) Now it looks like Ignacio is making a traditional mole poblano.
While Frankie seems to be experimenting with a mole of peanuts.
Or en español, cacahuates!
Pace yourself, papi. You still have 10 minutes.
Ignacio grinding chili paste.
And can this be right? I don't believe it!
Frankie putting bread crumbs in his pot!
I can't watch! I'm too nervous.
What are you grinding over there, Ignacio?
Frankie getting in Ignacio's head now.
- Not bread crumbs, Frankie! - Ooh!
Listen to that trash talk.
- Papi, what's wrong? - Are you okay? Is it your heart?
No, it's my back! I threw it out. I can't move!
- Hey, we've gotta get him on his back. - HILDA: Okay.
Here, here, on the ground. Okay.
Stop the clock! Time out! T. O!
Sorry, guys, there's no time-outs.
If you can't stand the heat, get out of the kitchen!
Fine! Then we need to make a substitution.
A substitution in the middle of cooking? A Kitchen Rumble first.
- I'll allow it. - Yes.
Good, good, okay. Who's the best at chopping?
No, no, no, don't look at me.
- I just did my nails. - Me, too!
- What? No. - Yes!
No, papi, I don't even know how to cook at all!
I'll tell you exactly what to do. Mi hija, it's for the house.
T minus nine and counting.
Okay, I'll do it!
- What do I do? - Stir the mole and turn the chicken.
Stir the mole, turn the chicken. Stir the mole.
Smart move. They tapped the sturdy girl to step in.
I can hear you, you know.
Now remember, ladies and gentlemen,
the judges have no idea which dish belongs to which chef.
That's our mole.
I know, and they love it. Look at their smiles.
He is so gonna win this.
HOST: It looks like the judges have made their decision.
In the battle of chicken mole, there can only be one winner.
That winner, ladies and gentlemen, is
Frankie Burrata!
What?
(CHUCKLING) Wow.
Thank you, thank you. Yeah. This was so unexpected!
- FRANKIE: Thank you. - I don't understand. We lost?
Come on, guys. It's not a total loss.
You get to eat my leftovers!
Come on, it's not your fault you lost, Betty.
Those shows are rigged.
It's actually sinking in. We're gonna lose our house.
Look, you know what? Maybe I can help you guys out...
No, Daniel, no. I cannot ask you to do that.
Especially with all the money problems going on here.
Chop-chop, Daniel. We can't keep the government waiting.
We have millions to collect.
You know your family's important to me.
We're not done talking about this.
All right. I'll be fine. Just go to your meeting.
Save the company!
And so, after extensively reviewing our finances,
we have decided to ask for a subsidy of $ 75 million.
We feel the government must step in to protect the print media industry.
Mmm-hmm.
Well, speaking of print media,
I was wondering if either of you caught this morning's Post?
You look pretty smiley here for people on the verge of bankruptcy.
DANIEL: No, no, no. No.
We were commiserating.
(STUTTERING) We're only laughing because the waiter had just tripped.
This is a $400 bottle of wine.
Uh, well, to be fair, Congressman, it was the only drinkable thing on the menu.
You expect the hardworking American taxpayer
to hand over millions of dollars while you two paint the town red?
Congressman, I assure you, we were not using company funds!
- We were spending our own money. - Shame on you!
Shame, I say!
You know, when that hot gay dad asked me on a play date,
I didn't actually think he meant play date.
You're fine. You'll just borrow Wilhelmina's baby,
slap on a fanny pack, and voilà. You're a dad.
- But what do you even do with a baby? - I don't know, lie to it?
Pretend it's yours? Never tell it that it was adopted?
Mandy, is that phone call from your mom still bothering you?
That woman robbed me of the chance to ever know my real mother.
I mean, I worked next to Fey Sommers for years and never even knew.
- Downer. - I know, right?
Hey, Christina! We need to sign out Wilhelmina's baby.
He's not a pea coat. You can't just sign him out whenever you want.
- What are you two up to? - What are you up to?
- What? - What?
It's fine, Christina.
Wilhelmina feels that I need to bond more
with her little bundle of joy and sticky.
Oh.
Well, if that's what Wilhelmina wants...
(WILLIAM CRYING)
Okay.
Please be careful with him.
No piercings, no tattoos.
IGNACIO: I was sure I could beat him.
Papi, you were robbed.
Frankie Burrata doesn't deserve to eat your leftovers.
- It's gonna be okay. - It's not okay.
I promised your mother I would look after you guys.
And now you, Betty, and even Justin is raising money for the house.
It's my responsibility.
This was my chance.
(GASPS)
(SCREAMING)
Oh, my God! Oh, my God!
(SCREAMING)
- What are you doing here? What... - Look!
It's the answer to our prayers.
Ten thousand dollars.
Daniel.
- Timothy! Right on time! - Hi.
Let me just put my fanny pack on and we'll head to the playground.
- Where's Cello? - Sorry, Marc.
Cello is back at home with the nanny.
Somebody woke up from her nap with a little fever.
That's great!
I mean, not for Cello, poor Cello.
But it just so happens that Amanda here is my nanny.
So, why don't we leave the babies with the nannies and go get some coffee?
- Bye-bye. Bye-bye, honey, bye-bye... - No. Marc!
- Marc! - Is she okay?
She seems a little confused.
Oh!
Her English isn't so good.
(SPEAKS GERMAN)
Thank you so much. Goodbye!
(TIMOTHY LAUGHING)
I know this fabulous little café around the corner. Have you been?
Marc? Marc!
(WILLIAM CRYING)
First of all, thank you.
- You're welcome? - But it just doesn't seem right.
With everything at the company up in the air,
we cannot take your money.
Okay. What are you talking about?
The check for $ 10,000.
What check for $ 10,000?
All right, okay. I know that you're trying to be all anonymous.
That's why you made the signature so hard to read.
But I know that you were worried about my family, and...
We didn't get the bailout, Betty.
I just blew our last shot at saving the company.
- What? No. But I thought that... - Meade is done, Betty.
And I'm sorry, but I didn't write you that check.
(WILLIAM CRYING)
Here. Take it.
What happened? Where's Marc?
I thought Wilhelmina wanted him to bond with the baby.
He just needed it to hook up with this guy.
- What? - Oh, yeah.
Babies are the hot accessory in the gay world.
Small dogs? Totally five minutes ago.
Oh yes, it's all right. It is, it is, little man.
I think you're all in one piece. My little muppet.
That's all right. It's okay.
Well, he likes you.
Well, I did carry him for nine months.
Kind of hard not to feel connected.
Have to be careful, though, sometimes, remind myself that I am not his mother.
What do you mean?
Well, you're adopted. You should know more than anyone.
Your real mother's not just the one who gives birth to you.
It's the one who raises you and tucks you in at night.
And yells at you when you miss your curfew.
(CHRISTINA CHUCKLING)
Oh! Uh-oh!
You wanna help me change the diaper?
No.
(EX CLAIMING)
No note, no explanation, just $ 10,000. Doesn't that seem so weird?
Yeah, it's really weird.
- I mean, what would you do? - lf I got a check like that?
I don't know. Cash it? Dance for joy?
I can't dance, by the way. Please don't ever ask me.
I just... Maybe I'm over-thinking it.
MATT: Thank you.
Well, thank goodness I brought my wallet today.
I know, it's a miracle.
(MATT CHUCKLING)
Uh-oh. It's work. Let me just... Hold on one second.
Thanks.
Hello? Hang on.
So, without the government's help,
the company has no money to move forward.
As of tomorrow, Meade Publications goes dark.
I can't believe this is happening. I told you not to flaunt your wealth.
Oh, please. I suppose you've started making bathtub gin to economize.
When you start ordering your Botox from Mexico, we'll talk.
DANIEL: They were right.
The bailout committee.
We don't deserve that money.
What are you babbling about?
I mean, do we really expect some unemployed auto worker to save us?
It's not fair.
Well, so what? We throw in the towel?
No. We clean up our own mess.
It's our name on this building. It's our responsibility.
What do you propose?
I'm gonna start liquidating my personal assets.
The house in Amagansett, the townhouse,
stocks, art, everything I've got.
I should be able to raise enough to keep the company afloat,
keep everyone on payroll, at least for a few months.
You do realize that if the company doesn't turn around,
you will lose everything.
I know.
Daniel, I...
I don't have the same kind of resources you do,
but I'll contribute as much as I can.
I have a son now, and it's his company, too.
Your father would be proud you've taken this on.
You are very, very brave, son.
Yeah.
Thanks, Mom.
Sorry about that. You ready to go?
Matt, what is this? Is this some sort of a joke?
It's not a joke.
So this is you?
And you weren't gonna tell me,
you were just gonna let me believe that some stranger gave it to me?
You weren't supposed to find out.
Betty, listen, the last thing I wanted is for you to feel...
I don't understand. How did you even find this much money?
Well, my family is sort of really wealthy.
Okay, and you weren't going to tell me that either?
Well, it never came up in conversation. Betty, please, don't be angry.
- Look, it's not that much money. - Yes, it is!
No, no. Not when you've got billions of dollars lying around.
I'm... I'm sorry, did you just say "billions"?
Well, you know, it does go up and down, you know, with the markets.
- The dollar's been pretty... - Matt!
Betty, I want you to have this money.
Look, I know you're trying to help...
No, no, look, you don't even have to pay it back.
Matt, you can't just give me this. It's too much!
No, it's not. It's not.
Look, look, we throw money like this at charity all the time.
- I'm not your charity. - No, Betty...
Hilda, will you please just give it up? We're not taking Matt's money.
You don't even like Matt.
What? You are crazy! I love Matt!
Matt wants to give us $ 10,000.
In fact, if you don't marry him, I'm gonna scoop him up myself.
- Mom. - What? I'm just kidding.
I am not kidding.
(SNIFFING) Do you smell that?
(SNIFFING)
Smells like papi's mole.
That's because it is papi's mole. You all remember Mr. Burrata.
- What is he doing here? - Yeah.
Your dad was just giving me a cooking lesson.
And I couldn't say this on TV,
but he really schooled me with his mole.
- So then why didn't he win? - Yeah.
Don't be upset.
I gotta win three out of four contests just to make my show's budget.
- So it was fixed! - We really needed that money!
Look, I'm really sorry.
I know, and that's why I came by to offer your dad a job at my restaurant.
I'm excited to have his mole on my menu.
And I told Mr. Burrata that I would love to go to work for him.
Papi, you just gave this guy your mole recipe?
"Gave"? This guy don't give anything. He took me for $ 10,000.
It is quite the secret recipe.
And it's worth every penny. I'll see you Monday, Ignacio.
You bet. Thanks a lot.
(SCREAMING AND CHEERING)
$ 10,000!
Do you think we should've asked for more?
JUSTIN: No! HILDA: What?
Dad, you did it!
- AMANDA: So how was your date? - It was terrible.
He just talked about his stupid baby the whole time.
Cello this, Cello that. Cello? Let's talk about me!
But, hey, listen, I'm sorry I left you stranded with the Wilhel-mini.
No, that baby time was good for me. It kind of got me thinking.
(GASPING)
You want to have a baby? Oh, my God. You want me to be the father.
Ew! No! Gross!
Okay, it's not that gross.
You were saying?
I guess I just realized that I spent so long being mad at my parents
that I kind of forgot that they were my parents.
I mean, they've always been there for me.
They must really miss me.
And to be honest, I kind of miss them, too.
So, I heard you're gonna finance the company with your own money.
That's pretty brave.
That's what everyone's telling me.
Though I've never felt like a bigger coward in my entire life.
I just let her walk away.
Molly?
She told me she was sick.
Told me not to get involved, to let her go.
And the messed-up part was
I felt relieved.
Why?
Because I was scared to see her get worse. But...
But?
I love her.
Well, then you should be with her.
(SIGHING) Yeah.
Go find her.
Go.
Now!
Hey, Mom. It's me.
(SINGING) You can put a stick in my spokes
I can be the butt of your jokes
I can be the laughing stock I can be the hoax
But I ain't gonna lose you
Molly!
Daniel?
What are you doing here?
I thought about it. I decided that I'm not letting you go.
Daniel, we talked about this.
You don't know how hard this is gonna be.
I can't put you through it.
And I can't let you do this alone.
Look, I know you're scared. Molly, I am, too.
But I need you.
I need you in my life.
I can't stand
The thought of another man
- Hi. - Hey.
Thanks for meeting me.
Matt, I'm sorry that I got so upset yesterday.
No, no, I'm the one who should be apologizing.
You are not my charity, and I will never try to buy your house again.
(CHUCKLING)
It's a deal.
I don't have to buy anything if you don't want to.
No dinners, no jellybeans, no nothing.
All right, all right, let's not go crazy.
It's just when you gave us that check,
it's like one minute, you're Matt who forgets his wallet and then...
Betty, I'm still the same person.
I know. I just feel like I don't know that much about you.
Well, here's something else you might not know.
I'm glad that you're not still mad at me 'cause I'm kind of really into you.
Run an electric shock to my brain
But I ain't gonna lose you
No, I ain't gonna lose you
No, I ain't gonna lose
Ain't gonna lose you
HILDA: Betty, hurry up!
- JUSTIN: Where's the popcorn? - (WHISPERING) What happened?
You could walk away with thousands of dollars.
But if they like mine, all you're gonna get are my leftovers!
ANNO UNCER: On tonight's Kitchen Rumble, "Battle of the Mole!"
(ALL CHEERING)