I'm eating a hot dog in the park
and that's when I notice everyone is gone.
Weird. Just then, I hear Henry's voice.
- Betty? - I realize it's not Henry, but...
Antonio Sabato Jr?
And before I can do anything, Antonio rips the hot dog from my hand.
No hot dog for you, Betty Suarez.
And then he kisses me.
Matt?
How could you, Betty? You betrayed me.
You're a cheater! You kissed him.
You kissed Antonio Sabato Jr., with tongue.
HILDA: You Frenched Antonio Sabato Jr? Was it good?
That's not the point. Obviously, he's Henry.
So, what's the hot dog?
Also not the point.
I think I have to tell Matt that I kissed Henry
before we move in together.
Betty, I don't care how guilty you feel. Keep your pie hole shut.
And, please, tell me, what good is telling him?
Well, I don't want there to be secrets between us,
especially when we're about to take things to another level.
I mean, it's been three days already.
Listen, if that kiss meant nothing,
you're about to turn nothing into something.
I don't know. Matt's coming home from his painters' retreat today.
I'm just going to tell him at lunch.
(SIGHING)
- JUSTIN: Good morning. - Hey, what are you doing up so early?
Hello? The live media telecast of the MAMA award nominees.
- BETTY: Oh, yeah! - The MAMA awards?
Am I nominated?
The Magazine and Media Association awards.
Yeah, it's, like, my favorite awards show after the Oscars,
the Tonys, the Golden Globes and the Grammys.
My baby's so full of culture!
You are so getting into that performing arts high school.
Mom, it's too early for love.
Nominees in the category of Socially Relevant Article are,
"Anorexia's Forgotten Prisoners," The New York Review...
In honor of the MAMA awards, your traditional one bite of bagel.
Mmm.
Thank you.
I assumed, since you're off to work for Vogue now,
you wouldn't be here this morning.
Oh, stop. My head may belong to Anna Wintour,
but my heart will always belong to you.
- And Jake Gyllenhaal. But mostly you. - WO MAN: And the nominees
- for Best Fashion Issue of the Year... - That's our category!
Elle, spring fashion issue, March 2009.
Editor-in-Chief, Robbie Myers.
Mode magazine, wedding issue.
- Editors-in-Chief, Daniel Meade... - Willie...
- ... and Wilhelmina Slater. ...it's your first nomination
as Editor-in-Chief.
Too bad I have to share it with that drooling idiot.
Congratulations.
You're nominated for a MAMA for the wedding issue.
That's cool.
Cool? It's huge, not to mention I'm on the cover.
(BOTH LAUGHING)
Okay, that is definitely the best part.
Wait, wait. You had a fever last night.
You have to get back to sleep. Come on.
I'm fine,
and even better knowing you're going to win.
- Yeah. - I can't wait.
My husband on stage, accepting his trophy.
I am so proud of you, babe.
WOMAN: There she is! Wilhelmina!
All hail the nominee!
Oh, this is all too much. You know I hate attention.
- Brava, Willie, brava. - Oh, you don't have to do that.
Keep doing that.
Marc, where is the press?
Eagerly awaiting their queen.
(GASPING)
That's not their queen!
Look at them fawning over her like she's Obama's Portuguese water dog.
I think it's time we bust out that little secret we dug up.
So, are there any more questions?
WILHELMINA: Oh, I have one.
I was thinking about taking a little vacation to Madison, South Dakota.
I heard it's a wonderful place to find your inner child.
Ever been there, recently or maybe in the early '80s?
I think we've had quite enough questions.
Thank you all for coming.
REPORTER 1: What about South Dakota?
Thank you.
REPORTER 2: What about Madison?
REPORTER 3: What did she mean by that?
REPORTER 4: Were you there at that time?
I'm so sorry. You know how easily the elderly tire out.
Now, who wants to talk about my nomination?
REPORTER 1: Where did you find out?
REPORTER 4: How did you share that with Daniel?
Congratulations!
That's interesting.
It's an M, for MAMA. You can't tell?
A piece broke off. Okay, I ate it.
Why aren't you out there doing any press?
Oh, my mom's Senior VP now. I'll let her be the face of the company.
I meant to ask you, has Penny Meadows turned in
that Yves Saint Laurent piece yet?
I haven't gotten anything.
It's weird, she's been working on that for months now.
We're going to need that for the fall issue.
Can you go check and see how it's coming?
- What? - It's just, she's mean and scary.
And she always has terrible breath, like coffee and mothballs
and some other weird smell I can't quite figure out.
Betty, she's not that bad.
What the hell do you want, eyebrow?
Good morning, Penny.
Daniel was wondering about the Yves Saint Laurent piece...
Working on it!
Right, I understand. It's just...
Look at these damn pigeons!
Taunting me, making their little pigeon noises, crapping all over the window.
- Could you give me a hand here? - Okay.
See, the thing is, they're starting to work on the fall issue
- and Daniel's just a little concerned... - You want a beer?
No, thank you. Maybe... Maybe after work,
when it's appropriate to drink.
So, about the article...
Listen, buzz-kill, you can't rush art, okay?
Did anyone say to Picasso,
"Yo, Pablo, could you hurry up with that Guernica thing,
"we really need it for Daniel?"
Shoo! Shoo, you pigeons! Come on!
Penny, are you sure you want to be doing that?
Can't lean out the window, can't drink.
You're a real piñata full of fun.
Shoo, shoo, shoo. Shoo, come on.
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
Go, shoo, shoo. You're rats with wings!
Why are they wearing gas masks?
It's protecting them from the foul stench of their lies.
Wow. That's neat. It's dark, but neat.
It's where inspiration took me.
Matt, I have something that I've been meaning to talk to you about.
I'm glad to hear it.
God, this is hard.
But before we move in, I think that you should know.
(PENNY SCREAMING)
BETTY: Oh, my God! Penny?
Fall fashion exclusive,
emphasis on "fall."
Mode feature editor Penny Meadows slipped and fell to her death
while attempting to shoo pigeons away from her 28th-floor window.
On my Sexy Death Meter, this one barely rates a three.
All right, so I issued a statement to the press,
signed the police report. What else are we forgetting?
- I sent flowers to the family. - Oh, good. Thank you.
Daniel, I was thinking maybe I could organize a memorial service
so that her friends here can say goodbye to her.
- Oh, did she have friends? - Not really,
but we should do something nice. I was thinking a coffee cart.
Oh, I'd love a coffee.
I mean, I think Penny would've really liked that.
I hate even thinking about it,
but how are we going to spread out her workload here?
Well, Daniel, since you brought it up, I was thinking...
Do you want her job?
Oh, God, it sounds so awful when you say it out loud.
No, no, we were thinking the same thing.
I think a feature editor position would be a perfect fit for you.
Well, we should be respectful.
You know, let the grieving process happen before we tell anyone.
(HILDA WHOOPING)
JUSTIN: Way to go, Aunt Betty!
Guys, please, it's a really delicate situation.
Promise me you're not going to show up at work
with balloons or a cake.
- Did somebody say "cake"? - Papi, please, it's so inappropriate.
I'm sorry for how you got the job, mi hija,
- but you know you deserve it. - Thank you, Papi.
Look, if it helps, we can all go to church tonight
and light a candle for the poor woman.
Oh, good. I could light a candle for Saint Vitus.
The patron saint of all actors.
He's got to have some pull at the performing arts school.
Oh, honey, don't worry about it. You're going to get in.
You're going to be a big star.
Now, go help Grandpa with the meatloaf.
Hurry up, hurry up.
All right. So, tell me. What happened with Matt?
I didn't get to tell him. The accident sort of interrupted things.
- Good. - No! Not good. I need to tell him.
You know that I'm a very spiritual person, right?
- Not really. - I am!
And I try to find the meaning in everything.
And all I'm gonna say is, that woman gave her life
so that you could have a chance at a new one.
Okay, that's a little much.
You got a new job. You got a chance at a clean slate with Matt.
Why are you gonna screw it up by telling him?
You're just going to hurt him.
AMANDA: Okay, Ryan,
if you're going to be replacing Marc,
there are a few things you need to know.
Number one, Wilhelmina doesn't like being called by her name.
She prefers "honey."
And, number "B," she insists on a morning mouth kiss, a big one.
MARC: Amanda!
Are you trying to sabotage young Ryan?
Yes, I hate him!
Marc, you can't just replace yourself with another gay guy.
- I'm not gay. - Right.
You're in a long-distance relationship with a lovely heavy woman.
Watch your back, new boy.
She's coming out of her meeting. Give this file to her.
(GRUNTING)
Oh!
Wilhelmina. We need to talk.
So, Victoria Hartley told you about South Dakota.
She told me her husband got you pregnant.
I assume that's the same story.
I was pregnant by my husband's best friend.
I had a very difficult decision to make.
I left the city and I terminated the pregnancy.
Bradford and Cal never knew,
but all the lying drove me to have a nervous breakdown.
- Took me a year to recover. - Mmm.
I love our girl talk.
So, I suspect there's a reason why you don't want Cal to know
about your "difficult decision."
I could see how he might hate you.
What do you want, Wilhelmina?
I want you to step down as Senior Vice President of Meade
and keep your big dandelion head out of any Mode business.
Oh, Claire, you know what might be fun?
If you announce your resignation at the MAMA Awards.
Seems appropriate.
Oh!
Don't you think?
I didn't think it was possible for a human being to exist
and not have one ounce of humanity,
but there you are.
Why, Claire, you flatter me.
Methinks ye olde Claire is vanquished.
Yes, we have conquered our enemy once again.
Seems like this will be our last conquest together.
I guess it is.
We've had a lot of good times together.
Remember breaking into that safe to steal Bradford's will?
(BOTH LAUGHING)
- That was the best. - No!
The best was having Christina accused of kidnapping her own baby.
Wait. You're forgetting the fact that we stole
the sperm from Bradford's cold, dead body in the first place!
Good times.
We really should be in jail.
Marc, I know I always haven't been forthcoming with my praise for you.
I just want you to know that
I'm really going to miss you.
(EX CLAIMING)
(BREATHING DEEPLY)
RYAN: Wilhelmina?
I just wanted you to know that Penny's memorial is about to start.
Oh, Marc, before you go,
I want to talk to you about something.
Is that really the best picture you could find?
It's the one where she was happiest.
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
Matt.
- Hello. - Hey, how's it going?
- Pretty crazy. - Yeah, I'll bet.
Hey, listen, I know you're busy, but before everything happened,
you were going to tell me something?
No, no, no, it was... It was nothing.
Really? Because it sounded pretty important.
No, it was about the move.
Listen, Matt, the memorial is just about to start,
- so could we talk about this later? - Sure.
(SCREAMING)
Oh, my God, a ghost!
I'm not a ghost, dumb-ass. I'm her twin sister.
Oh! Oh, I am so, so sorry about your sister.
We all worked with her.
You must be Mindy. Wow, you really do look...
I know, Penny got the looks and I got the personality.
Well, we're so glad you could make it.
We were just happy to have an opportunity
to pay tribute to your sister.
Okay, let's get this dog-and-pony show on the road.
- I have a 4:00 eyelash tint. - Who had the latte?
Oh, thank God, coffee.
Hello. Hi.
Everybody, thank you so much for coming.
MAN: Oh, croissants.
God, there's so much to say about Penny Meadows.
She was part of the Mode family.
(BLENDER WHIRRING)
Excuse me, sorry.
Could we maybe not make blended drinks
while people are talking?
Thank you.
So, even though we all didn't know her the way we wanted to know her,
(SLURPING)
we'll miss her.
Is there anyone else who would like to share their thoughts?
MARC: I have something I'd like to say.
BETTY: Good.
I'm saddened, as everyone is, by the sudden death of Penny Meadows.
The only way to make sense of this tragedy is
to ensure that her legacy lives on.
That will be my goal as the newest feature editor at Mode magazine.
What? No way, that's my job!
- You snooze, you lose, Betty. - I didn't snooze.
I went after her job the second she died!
Is this still about my sister?
DANIEL: I gave her the job already.
You can stare all you want, Marc.
I'm not giving in. Daniel gave me this promotion.
And Wilhelmina gave me the promotion.
- Yeah. - Aren't you going to Vogue?
I passed when Willie reminded me how much I was needed at Mode,
- which everyone here agrees with. - Yeah.
How could you be on his side?
Amanda, I took you in when you had nowhere to live.
That's because you wanted me for your Ponzi scheme.
You mean the Ponzi scheme where I paid your rent
and you went out shopping?
Yeah, and I want my money back.
Scram!
It seems that the only thing we can agree on is
that you're both qualified for the job.
Unfortunately, there's only one position as editor.
So, here's what we're going to do.
We're making copies of Penny's hard drive,
all her research on the Yves Saint Laurent article.
You will take what she's done and prepare it for publication.
Whoever does best gets the job.
The loser gets fired.
The loser stays an assistant.
- Well, not as interesting, but okay. - Any questions?
No.
- I guess we're on. - We certainly are.
(JUSTIN SHRIEKING)
- It's from LaGuardia. - The airport?
The school of the performing arts! I can't open it.
I can't.
"Thank you for your application.
"Unfortunately, we are unable to accommodate you
"for the upcoming school year."
- What? - Sorry, mi hijo.
They're idiots!
Hey, the good news is it says you can try out again next year.
I don't want to go next year.
Yeah, I know, Justin. But look at it this way.
You know how many times I ran for City Council before I won?
Things that are worth it, sometimes they... They take time.
I just wanted to go now.
You're going to win this.
I wouldn't have agreed to it if you weren't.
There isn't a chance in hell
Marc is going to turn in a piece better than yours.
I hope so.
AMANDA: Is that your family?
No, Amanda, they're birds.
And, apparently, the only thing on Penny's hard drive.
Where are her notes?
Well, they wouldn't be on there. Penny always worked from home.
She only ever came in if she needed
those ugly yellow pads from the supply closet
or to take a quick whore's bath in the ladies' room.
Thank you, Amanda.
Do you want to get some lunch?
BETTY: So, I think most of Penny's research is in her apartment.
I was going to go by, see if I can get in.
Well, it sounds like you have a good handle on things.
So, did Henry and his girlfriend get off okay?
I think so.
You see him again before he left?
I did, briefly, but it wasn't a big deal.
Really? It seemed like a big deal.
I saw you. You kissed him.
Right here, in this park, you kissed him,
and I have given you every opportunity to tell me the truth, but you didn't.
You've just been lying to me.
I haven't been lying to you, Matt.
Okay, maybe not directly.
It's not like I said, "Hey, Betty, I know you're my girlfriend,
"but I just wanted to know, have you kissed anyone this week?"
'Cause that's not usually a question boyfriends have to ask.
It didn't mean anything. I swear! I was just saying goodbye to him.
I don't believe you.
Matt, please, can we just talk about this?
That is what I've wanted to do ever since I stood there,
with my heart in my socks, watching you kiss him.
Look, don't you know how I feel about you?
Don't you know that I would never kiss someone else, ever?
I'm sorry, it just happened. It means nothing! You have to trust me.
How? I opened up to you.
I wanted us to move in together and this is what you do to me.
Matt!
Hilda, I lied to him, and you told me to.
Well, you were protecting his feelings.
Yeah, that distinction was kind of lost on him.
A year ago, everything was so clear.
I wanted my own place in the city. I wanted a promotion.
The last thing I wanted was a boyfriend, and now it's all I can think about.
Okay, you gotta listen to me.
Matt needs time to cool off.
And you cannot screw up something
that you have been working for, for the past few years.
How am I supposed to think about work right now?
Mama, you have to.
(BETTY SIGHING) Focus.
No! Listen to me. You tell Dave I want those prints
on my desk by this afternoon
or we're taking our business someplace else.
It's not negotiable.
MOLLY: You're sexy when you get all bossy-boots.
- What? - You have been working so hard
taking care of Mode and me,
I thought a romantic meal might force you to take time out to enjoy yourself.
Plus, I need your opinion on my dress for the MAMA awards.
What do you think?
I think lunch is going to have to wait.
But it'll get cold.
I don't care. It's not negotiable.
You're here?
No, you're here.
- I call the apartment! - No, no!
You can't call the apartment.
We're both entitled to the same information.
Great. Making up rules as we go along.
Well, we're both here. We need the research.
- What have you found? - Nothing.
Just boxes and boxes of menthol cigarettes,
vintage porn, more menthol cigarettes.
(EXHALING)
We're never going to find anything in here.
Nothing except for more of these female jock straps!
- Bras, Marc. - Whatever.
I allowed myself to get beat up all through high school
so I wouldn't have to handle things like this.
God, she really did like beef jerky, didn't she?
(EX CLAIMS)
That's the other smell on her breath.
What are you two dinks doing here?
- Mindy. Hi! - How are you?
I just had a pap smear, I stepped in poo on the subway
and my sister's dead. How do you think I am?
In need of a hug. Betty, hug her.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, back off.
I got a real lezzie vibe off you the minute I met you.
What, it wasn't enough to ruin my sister's memorial?
You have to come in here and wreck her apartment, too?
Mindy, we're just looking for anything
on your sister's Yves Saint Laurent piece.
And we want to put it together and publish it in Mode.
For Penny.
Our Penny.
Is this what you're looking for?
- Maybe. - Amanda said yellow.
No, no, no! What are you doing? No! No!
Penny hated Mode. Now get out!
MARC: To Penny, hater of pigeons, lover of vintage porn.
Wow. Today really has been the worst day.
Matt hates me, this assignment is a dead-end
and I am so mad at Daniel.
I know. He is such an idiot!
And what the hell is wrong with Wilhelmina?
I know. Daniel is such an idiot!
I mean, it's not like you haven't already given her
your blood, sweat and tears.
I have practically cut arteries open for that woman.
You know who I think the real idiots are?
- The two of you. - You're a mean drunk.
Seriously, you are such whiners,
not to mention you are totally letting me down.
If one of you freak shows doesn't pull ahead,
then who am I supposed to glom onto?
And, yes, I bring the pretty and the sparkly,
but shockingly, sometimes that's not enough.
You know, Marc, with your brains, and Betty, with your Aztec build,
there is nothing the two of you can't do.
So, what are we supposed to do?
I don't know. I am so drunk
and my jock strap is starting to dig in.
I'll be right back.
Oh, God.
- She's right. - About what?
I didn't follow any of that.
Marc, we can do anything.
We just have to join forces.
What are you thinking?
What is this?
Our letters of resignation.
- Resigning? - What about the article?
- It flew out the window. - Like Penny herself.
Look, we are both worthy of this position.
So, we're doing what any good editor should do,
presenting you with strong options.
- It's either Marc... - Or Betty.
Unless you want both of our resignations,
you have to decide who gets promoted to editor
of a fashion magazine.
- A features editor. - Of a fashion magazine.
- Enough! - Give us some time to discuss.
You're dismissed.
That was terrifying. Did I seem terrified? I was terrified.
I'm still shaking. It was good, though. I feel strangely empowered.
- Where are you going? - To see Matt. Wish me luck!
Hi. Can we talk?
- I don't know if I'm ready. - Matt, please, just listen to me.
I made a mistake.
And I should have just told you what happened, but I didn't.
And I'm sorry.
And if I could go back and change it, I would, but I can't.
All I can tell you is that I love you and I want to be with you.
I don't think that we should just throw this all away.
I have to get to class.
Here's a ticket to the MAMA awards.
I hope you'll come.
Oh, no! I forgot. Have you seen my note cards?
Don't tell me you're one of those guys who goes up there all modest
and has a prepared speech like you knew you were going to win.
Okay, look, you were right. It's a big deal.
And think about it. What if we win?
I don't want to look like a deer in the headlights!
(CHUCKLING)
I'm glad it's important to you.
You're warm.
- Your fever's back. Molly! - I'm fine, I'm just a little tired.
No. We're both staying home. I'm gonna go cancel the limo right now.
Honey, this is your night and I will not be the reason you miss it.
- But it's more... - I'll make you a deal.
Your award's later in the presentation, right?
- Yeah. - So, you go, I'll take a nap
and then I'll meet you there in time for your category.
Save me a seat?
Okay, but I'm having the nurse come by to check on you.
(TECHNO MUSIC PLA YIN G)
Suzuki St. Pierre, reporting from the mother
of all publishing award shows, the MAMAs.
Tensions are high and faces are pulled as we wonder
who will go home with a MAMA
and who will go home to fuel self-worth with booze,
pills, Internet sex and trans fats,
or as I call it, Thursdays?
Looking forward to your big announcement.
WOMAN: How does it feel to have Mode back on top again?
Oh! Look, somebody's been picking
through Liz Hurley's old rags from 1994.
Oh, my God. He just said I look exactly like Liz Hurley!
Yeah, go with that.
And there's Evelia Avila.
I'm sorry. Oh, my God! Antonio Sabato Jr.
Aunt Betty, didn't you have a dream with him the other night?
- Justin! - What was that dream?
It was nothing.
Aunt Betty! Tell him about the hot dog!
It's good to meet you! Stop.
That was fun. Did it cheer you up?
Yeah. I mean, I'll never have a career like his
because I didn't get into the performing arts school,
but I can always be a plumber.
- Justin! - Aunt Betty, I'm fine.
- I'm just happy you brought me here. - WOMAN: Betty!
Hey, you, Betty's son. Come with me to the swag room.
- I want to get two bags. - Okay.
I didn't know you were coming tonight, Matt.
I wasn't. I came to see Betty.
Everything all right, Son?
I don't know how I didn't get in.
I mean, how do you beat a monologue from Equus
and 16 bars from Les Miz?
You're great, kid. They made a mistake.
Well, like everyone says, there's always next year.
- But the problem is this year, right? - Yeah.
You're about to start public high school in Queens
and you're afraid that it's going to suck, right?
Pretty much.
It might.
It's just, I don't always fit in with new people.
And I thought that LaGuardia would have more people,
you know, that like the same things that I like.
Right.
Well, this may shock you,
but yours truly is a product of a public high school,
and I think I'm pretty great.
The trick, I think, is to find your niche,
and if you can't find one,
make one.
MATT: Maybe I have been too hard on her, Dad.
I mean, she was kissing him goodbye. I should be able to let that go, right?
Hmm.
What?
Did I ever tell you about my first motorcycle?
It was a 1955 Norton Dominator.
I got it for 50 bucks, used, but it just went like stink.
- Okay. - And I've had a lot of cycles since then,
but I never loved any of them like I loved that old girl.
I get it. I'm fancier, but Henry runs like stink.
All I'm saying is, you will always be competing
with that first motorcycle,
especially if it's shoving its tongue down your girlfriend's throat.
I don't know what to do.
I know, I've been there.
But I let myself just get good and mad
and then I channeled that into work.
It made me what I am today.
I don't really have a job anymore.
You could.
DVDs? Where are the Hermès? Where are the Chanel watches?
DVDs, seriously? And not even on Blu-ray!
This should be a nice treat for you then,
Daniel's acceptance speech.
So, he'll be tongue-tied and you'll take over.
See, I'm still your assistant for the moment.
- I do my job. - Nice.
Wilhelmina, we need to talk. Hey, Air Buddies.
What is it, Daniel?
Well, we've been avoiding this all day.
We need to make a choice. Marc or Betty.
Okay. Marc.
Wilhelmina, come on.
(SIGHING)
You're right.
We are dealing with the fate of two people's lives.
There's only one fair way to do it.
You want to flip a coin?
Look, they're both equally qualified and neither of us are willing to budge.
You have a better idea?
Heads, it's Marc. Tails, Betty.
I guess that's it.
Yes. That's it.
PRESEN TER: And the nominees for Photographer of the Year are,
Patrick Demarchelier for American Vogue.
- Annie Leibovitz for Vanity Fair. - Oh, what's happening?
I hope it's not Annie Leibovitz. I mean, I love her, but I'm bored.
... for National Geographic.
- Betty, can I talk to you? - Yeah. I'll be right back.
- All right. - And the MAMA goes to
Annie Leibovitz, for Vanity Fair.
All right, so, about the job.
Daniel, it's... It's fine.
I know it was a hard decision and I...
It's yours. You're our newest features editor.
What? Oh! Oh, my God! That's amazing!
Thank you, thank you, thank you! You scared the hell out of me!
I know, I couldn't really help myself.
Oh, my God! This is wonderful!
I'm just glad you're not going too far.
PRESEN TER: And the nominees
for Fashion Magazine Issue of the Year are...
This is your category. Let's go!
Elle, for the spring fashion issue.
Gentleman's Quarterly, April 2008 issue.
And, finally, Mode magazine, for their wedding issue.
(WHOOPING)
And the MAMA goes to Mode magazine.
(ALL APPLAUDING)
Thank you, everyone.
Oh, sorry.
Maybe I should...
This award means so much, so much to me, personally.
I mean, it's not just the end product of a lot of hard work. It's...
It's a symbol, a symbol of love.
You know, sometimes we're fated to meet certain people who
change our lives, people who really make a difference.
They make you a better person. They push you to grow.
I'd just really like to share this award with everyone who did this with me.
Thank you.
And to my wife, Molly,
I love you.
(MOUTHING)
(ALL APPLAUDING)
Thank you.
That was beautiful.
Thanks, Betty. Hey, where did Molly go?
I haven't seen her.
- She was right next to you. - No, I don't think so.
Betty, she was standing right next to you.
Daniel, I didn't see her.
Are you okay?
Yeah, I'm gonna go.
Great speech, Wilhelmina.
Speaking of speeches, when are you announcing you're stepping down?
I'm not going to step down.
Well, then, I think it's time Hartley knew about your choice not to have his baby.
I already know and it's none of your business.
Cal and I have been talking,
and we decided we need to reevaluate your role in the company.
I still don't believe it.
Okay, we got the champagne and the cake ready.
We're very proud of you, mi amor.
- Why aren't you home yet? - Yeah?
There was just something I wanted to do first,
stop by my new office.
HILDA: You are getting everything you wanted!
I am. I'll see you at home.
Matt! I'm so glad you're here. I mean, can you believe...
Betty, wait. I have to ask you something.
Okay.
Do you still love him?
So, you do.
Matt, look, Henry was my first love.
I guess there's always gonna be a part of me that does,
but that's a part of my past!
I mean, don't you feel that way about your first love?
The thing is, Betty, you're my first love.
You told me all I needed to hear.
What are you saying?
I'm saying we're over.
What? That's it? You're just gonna walk away,
I'm never gonna see you again?
No, you'll see me. Every day.
My dad offered me a job at Mode and I'm going to take it.
I'm your new boss.
I have never felt more alone.
It appears that my position at my own company is being undermined.
My company is all I have.
MAN: How can I help?
Well, the only way I can fix it is to get enough money to push out Cal Hartley.
And the only person I know with that kind of money
is the man who stole it.
- Connor Owens. - You want him alive?
As long as I get the money, I...
I really don't care.
What are you doing here?
(TIME AFTER TIME PLAYING)
Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick
And think of you
Caught up in circles
Confusion is nothing new
Flashback, warm nights
Almost left behind
Suitcases of memories, time after time
Sometimes you picture me
I'm walking too far ahead
You're calling to me
I can't hear what you've said
Then you say go slow
I fall behind
If you're lost you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you I'll be waiting
Time after time