Caleb is going to be indicted. I don't know when.
-Oh, my God, the yard guy? -Yeah, I know.
What was I supposed to do, wait for you? You weren't coming back.
I wanted you to tell me the truth.
-Who's your favorite writer? -Bendis.
Well, hot damn, welcome to the club.
-I love that guy. -You're not the only one.
-You had me three months ago, and you left. -I want to make that up to you.
This has nothing to do with me. It is about you, and it is always about you.
-Put your hands behind your head. -Don't say anything. I'll follow you to the station.
Do you think I did the right thing-- cutting my hair?
I can't believe this about your grandfather. He's in big trouble.
Yeah, I know, with the creek and the no paddle.
Damn Oregonian barbers, man, making my head too small for my body.
-How do you work with this mirror? -Grandpa, front page, jail?
-I was in that photo. I got cut out, though, ...probably 'cause of my hairdo. -Sorry to see you're so upset.
-I'll survive. It'll grow out. -I'm talking about Caleb.Looks like someone was way off base.
Accusing you of making everything about you.
-My God, she is right. -I was just kidding, man.
No, dude, here I am, going on and on about my haircut. My grandfather's in the cooler.
I'm like a monster, dude. I'm all I think about, and not in a good way.
-There's a good way? -Talk to me about anything other than me. Go, give me anything.
-Ah, here it is. First day of A.P. Physics today. I'm kind of nervous.
Ryan, could you quit fretting over your nerd gear for like five seconds?
We have a real crisis on our hands, unless Summer's wrong, and I'm not completely insufferable.
-Why didn't you just tell me, then? -It was kind of hard getting a word in. I mean, you're a good talker, but you're not so
Summer's right then. I have to do, I have to change. I have to be a better person.
Better how?
Uh, less selfish. More selfless, less take, more give.
-Less pitching, more catching. -Look, man, I'm used to it. You don't have to change for me.
-Oh, I'm not changing for you. -For who then, Summer?
Uh, no, no, uh, uh, I-I think for the greater good of man.
There's no hidden agenda here, like say, getting Summer back?
Dude, I don't even want Summer back. Unless...
that is what she wants, in which case, that's not about me.
That's about... me supporting her, and her wanting of, of, of me...
But I think that's what she wants, okay?
Just admit it-- you want her back. No. No, I don't.
-It's the new me, Ryan. World, wrap your head around the new Seth Cohen. -You're talking about yourself in the third person
How is Seth's hair right now?
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-Oh, you can thank me later. -Thank you...for letting me sleep the night in jail.
It was the most vile, most inhuman night of my life.
Well, coming from the guy who married Julie Cooper, that's saying something.
So, aside from coming up with your hilarious one-liners, what's our next move?
My next move is to meet with the partners. Make sure they agree to my taking you on as a client.
-Why wouldn't they? -You're not exactly the ideal client.
-What-- rich, powerful? -Guilty.
-You missed the turn. -I'm not taking you to the office. Kirsten is meeting us at the house.
-I have a business to run. -Who are you kidding?
We both know, with the exception of the underhanded stuff, Kirsten does everything anyway.
Step down.Put Kirsten in charge. That's your next move.
Excuse me.
-I'm new, um... is it all right to park here? -Sure, if you're not embarrassed.
-Ryan, what would you like? -You buying?
No, but I'm letting you order first. I may be selfless, but I'm still pretty stingy.
-Well, in that case,uh, let's see. Can I have a...what, what do you got? -Large coffee.
I just didn't want to keep him waiting. That'd be selfish.
Iced coffee for me,please.
What? There's a new club at the pier that the Walkmen are playing at.
-You know who loves the Walkmen? -You? -Yeah, and...
-Summer. -Summer is going out with Zach?
Yeah, so maybe I'll buy her and Zach tickets to the show.
-Why would you do that? -Out of friendship and to show her how selfless I can be.
-And to get her back. -I'm going to look into this. -Seth, your coffee. -Oh, thanks a lot.I'll, uh, get you next time.
-Oh, my God. I am so sorry. -That was refreshing.
Uh, here, let me...
-I... am so sorry. Are you okay?
-Yeah, I have to, uh, get a rhinoplasty, but now I'll look just like all the other girls here.
It's okay, really. Uh, you can leave my tampons where they are. Thanks.
Is there anything I can do?
Uh, well, I guess you could dislocate my shoulder, or shave off my eyebrows.
I mean, is this how you guys treat all your new students,or is today just my lucky day?
-Can I buy you a coffee? -No, no, no, no. Please, please don't.
I've had plenty, thanks, and I'm guessing you have, too.
I'm just going to ring out my shirt and stuff toilet paper up my nose, and I'm sure I'll have no trouble fitting in now.
So, thanks.
Dad, we have to think about the future here.
The only way a company is going to survive a crisis like this is for the C.E.O. to step down.
Face it, Caleb, it's time to get your Martha Stewart on.
There's more police, more reporters, or angry stockholders.
Julie, hi.
Caleb. As soon as I saw the paper, I walked right out of my seaweed wrap, and I came right here.
-That's a heartwarming tale. -A relaxing weekend at the Montage was exactly what I needed to remind me of what's important
I know I haven't been there for you, sweetie. But you haven't been exactly honest with me.
-Uh, we're going to.. -It was just getting good.
All right.
Honey...When Jimmy went down, our marriage fell apart.
I do not want that to happen to us. We're partners, which means we share everything.
So, put me to work. What can I do-- talk to the press, make some calls?
-Kirsten is taking care of all of that. -Well, she can't do everything.
-Surely there's something I can do. -There is one thing, but...
-Name it. -Food.
-Since I'm going to be working from home, we're going to need some water, some coffee, some of those pumpkin muffins I like
Thanks, JuJu.
Kirsten, Sandy? Back to business.
Is it just me, or is Zach perfect?
He's good-looking, but not into himself, smart, but not a showoff. Athletic, but sensitive.
A politician's son. Hey, he's like Newport's Prince William.
-Yeah, the kind of guy parents love. -Hey, did I tell you how stoked my dad is that I'm dating a congressman's son?
-He is, like, dying to go have lunch with Zach. -So, you going to do it?
No way. Remember what a Grade A disaster that was with Cohen?
-Yeah, but Zach's not Seth. -Believe me, I know.
-So, then what's the problem? You afraid he might actually like Zach?
Then you two will live happily ever after with no problems and nothing standing in your way?
-No. I... no. -Oh, so, then you're not over Seth.
Oh, I am. I've divested myself of all of Seth's material possessions. I'm vibrating at an extremely Cohenless frequency.
-Okay, so, then you don't really like Zach. -No. I mean yes. I don't... Ew, shut up.
Hey, Summer. Marissa.
Hey. Come sit down.
Oh, hey, Marissa, I was really sorry to read about your stepdad in the paper today.
-You read the paper? -Just the L.A. Times, the New York Times, the Orange County Register and The Wall Street Journal.
This relationship is probably over now, right? I'll just go.
No, no, no. Stay. Um, actually, we were just talking, and um...
What are you doing this weekend?
You got to be kidding me.
I know, I know. I'm sorry, but it's the only seat left.
-Don't worry, I promise I'll keep my hands to myself. -Well, it's your elbow I'm worried about.
-Why do you hate me so much? -No, I don't; I'm sorry.
-What did I do? -It was an accident. -No, it was like four accidents.
-Six, if you count each individual tampon. -I don't know what else you want me to say.
-Nothing. In fact, we never need to speak to each other again. -Yeah, see, but I was really enjoying getting to know you.
-Well, I wasn't. -I was being sarcastic. -I wasn't.
Morning, guys.
Your favorite physics teacher here, R.E. Greenberg, with your new lab partner assignments.
We've got Adrianna Alberghetti with Philip Raskin.
Ryan Atwood with Lindsay Gardner.
Jennifer Anderson with Jamie Barber.
-Ryan Atwood? -Lindsay Gardner.
The Bait Shop?
-Could be our very own CBGBs. -"CB" what?
Oh, come on, what, the only music they had in Chino is the sounds of gunshots and helicopters?
Oh, let's get the tickets.
Hmm. Hello?
Hello?
Okay.
Hi, excuse me. Uh, we're here about tickets.
She's got headphones on. She can't hear you.
Yeah, I can see that. Thanks.
-Excuse me, ma'am. -Touch me again, I'll hurt you.
-Okay, fine. What do you call this? -Thanks.
-What do you want? -Tickets for Friday's show. -Sold out. Sorry.
-That's the last one. All set, Alex. -Awesome.
-Thank you so much. Here are your tickets, and I threw in a couple extras. -Cool, thanks.
-Uh, why does he get tickets? -Because he works here.
-Well, if I work here, could I get tickets? -You don't work here.
-What's that right there? -Oh, you... you wouldn't want that job.
-No, sure I would. Sign me up. -Seth...
-You don't want to know the pay, the hours, job description? -No, I'm good.
-Minimum wage, long, uh, taking tickets, cleaning toilets, and the light preparation of fried foods.
-I'll be sure and wash my hands between the last two.
I have to ask Nat, the owner. But he's never here, so...
-Perfect. -Okay, I'm Alex. You can start right now. If I don't fire you by the end of tonight, then come back tomorrow.
-I have a mop, Ryan. -You've got a mop, bro.
-So, you're doing all this for Summer? -Yeah, for her friendship.
-Wow, you really are changing. -Yeah, I am.
Changing urinal cakes, that's how committed Seth Cohen is, to the new Seth Cohen.
Okay, now you're talking about yourself in, like, the fourth person.
Well, it's a whole new dimension of selflessness, Ryan. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm off to the urinals.
I don't know where they are.
Check out the new Ryan Atwood, studying at the breakfast table.
-How are classes going? -Tough. Physics.
-Oh, physics is tough. -It's not the work, it's the students. A student, to be exact.
-My back. Personal growth is so painful. -My son, doing manual labor? I never thought I'd live to see the day.
Hey, Mom. Check out this ironic twist of events.
-Ryan is now a science nerd, I'm working a blue-collar job. -That's nice, honey.
-Mom? -Oh, Seth, don't worry. Your grandfather's situation is very serious, but your father and I are handling it.
Right. Grandpa. To tell you the truth, I haven't even like... um...
-..slept well the past couple nights, so concerned have I been for his well-being. -But everything is going to be okay?
Right.
-Right? -Right.
And what, if Grandpa, like, he did have to go to some white-collar prison with tennis and TiVo, then...?
-Don't worry, Seth, it won't affect you. -He wouldn't lose the company? -No.
-What about the house? -Son. That's crazy talk.
Everything's going to be fine.
-I don't want you to worry, sweetie. -I'm not.
-Because it's not going to be like it was with your father. I'm going to hold this family together. -Fine.
Marissa, listen to me.
I know that there's a lot of uncertainty in our lives right now,
but I want you to believe me when I say that Caleb is not going to jail.
Oh, well, that's a shame,
'cause if Caleb did go to jail, then you'd be out on the street, and I could go back to living with Dad.
-So should we maybe exchange numbers or something? -For what?
To work on our lab report.
Oh, uh... no, I already turned it in. Don't worry, I put both our names on it. You'll get an "A."
-Funny, I thought we were supposed to... -Yeah, I know, but, uh, here's the thing.
The only reason why I transferred to Harbor was so I could load up on A.P. courses,
get accepted into Yale early and never have to look at another cheerleader or water polo player ever again.
-No offense. -Okay, I think you got the wrong idea about me.
You think I'm stupid.
God doesn't give with both hands, so... take the "A." Enjoy it. It's my treat.
-Uh-huh. -Where are you going?
-Mr. Greenberg? -Yes?
That lab report Lindsay handed in, I'm afraid I'm not quite finished with it yet.
Well, it looks perfect to me.
-Nice work. You guys make a great team. -I didn't get a chance to contribute a whole lot to that report, I mean anything
-Is this true?
Lindsay?
Look, guys, good science requires teamwork. Part of the assignment is working together.
-If we had different partners. -I'm keeping you together, and giving you an additional assignment, which you'll do together
Or fail, together.
Oh, yeah, you're not stupid at all.
Uh, a little help here. I think I'm going to have a hernia.
I had a hernia when I was little once. I had to have an operation.
Seth, can you...?! Oh, oh, sorry, sorry.
Okay.
My leg just went numb.
My legs went numb, but we're cool. That's okay, right? That's normal?
-You are so out of your element. -No, I'm not.
-What are you even doing here? -I need tickets. I'll do anything to get them.
-What are you, like, a huge fan? -Yeah, of a certain prickly brunette named after my least favorite season.
-You're doing this for a girl? -Well, to be clear, I'm actually getting the tickets for her and her boyfrien...
Her boy... her friend that's a boy.
-I'm showing her that I'm capable of thinking of somebody other than myself. -Huh, that's sweet. It's pathetic, but sweet.
-Yeah, that's my niche--pathetic and sweet.
Hmm. What?
No. Mom!
I don't know, maybe. Okay, I love you, too. And say hi to Daddy.
What?
How old are you?
-Seventeen. -What?! Really? You don't go to school?
I used to. I got kicked out.
Of Corona, Matre Day, and even Newport Union.
After that, my parents had enough, said, "Go away, get a job, move out," which I did.
I got my own studio on the numbered streets, and I work here, and I've never been happier.
-Yeah? This is you happy? -Look, you barely earned these, but...
Hey, right on. Thanks. Ah! All right, Summer's going to be very stoked.
On-on the band. I hear they're really good live,and I think the best thing for our friendship, is like, a good, live, band.
As a girl, I feel I should probably warn you, that this whole little game you're planning,
she's gonna see right through it.
Mr. Brubaker, I assure you that my father is innocent.
I... no, he's not in the office, but...
I'll have him call you.
-I am so happy to see you. -Guess who no longer works for Partridge, Savage and Cann?
-You quit? -Or got fired.
Quit slash got fired. Lot of things were said.
-None of them good. -What happened?
Your father.
They said as long as I was representing him, I wasn't working for them.
It's Thursday night. No knocking until 9:00 p.m.
Cohen!
How did you get in here? Your stepmom, who's in unusually good spirits.
-It's the Klonopin. -That'd explain that eye twitch.
-Listen, I'm not going to stay long. -Actually, you can't stay at all. The Valley is on, so you should just...
Right, no, I have something for you.
-Well, unless it's a plutonium-fueled car to take me back to last year so I can never date you, I'm not interested.
-Oh, okay, it's two tickets to The Walkmen tomorrow night. -I'm not going to a concert with you, ass.
Hey, I'm not going, okay? Well, I am, actually, I'm going, but I'm not going to go with you. These are for you and Zach.
-Me and Zach? -Yeah.
-Is this a trick? -Nope, just, you know, wanted to do something nice for someone other than myself for a change.
So hopefully, I don't know, we can all hang out, we can be friends.
Friends.
If you want.
Anyways, enjoy the show.
-Do you want this closed, or...? -Yeah.
Thanks for letting me stay over, and thanks for breakfast. You finally learned how to make French toast, huh?
Mm, anytime. Happy to have the company.
-I know what you mean. -Yeah, what do you know about being lonely?
Hmm. Well, let's see.
My stepfather blackmailed me into living with my mom.
My mom shipped my little sister off to boarding school,
oh, and my boyfriend spent the entire summer with a girl, who may or may not have been pregnant with his child,
-and now that he is back he won't talk to me thanks to D.J. -Who's D.J.?
Doesn't even matter since he's not talking to me, either.
Mariss, honey? You ready to go?
I'm gonna go get my stuff. Back to the gulag.
She knows I heard that. It's a little game we play.
Mm-hmm. So how's Caleb?
Fantastic, never better.
-Facing prison, we could lose everything. -So you gonna divorce him and take his kids?
No.
And you think he'd be just a little bit grateful, show some appreciation for my personal growth.
He only listens to Kirsten and Sandy.
Well, the woman I married wouldn't stand for that. Nobody puts Julie Cooper in the corner.
I don't know how this is happening again.
-Maybe 'cause you keep marrying for money? -I did not marry for money.
-Well, I didn't marry you for money. -No, you married me because you were pregnant.
You married me because I was pregnant. I married you because I loved you.
-Bye, Dad. -Bye, sweetheart.
-Love you. -I love you, too.
Back to the gulag.
Oh, KE equals one half MB squared. So if gravity is the constant, and we plug in these velocities...
-Ryan, what are you doing? -Trying to do the assignment.
-Except you've already finished it. -If you flunk out of Harvard, you can spend the rest of your life floating in your paren
-I need an academic scholarship, so... -Okay, what makes you think my parents have an infinity pool?
I mean, they do, but they're not my parents. I transferred in from Chino last year.
-I was just like you. -Really? You were assaulted by the Captain of the water polo team.
Okay, first of all, I've never even seen a water polo game, match, whatever.
Second of all, yeah, I was.
Then I took a second to get to know the guy, and he turned out to be a pretty good friend.
-Well, um, I'm not here to make friends. -Yeah, well, mission accomplished.
-Look, clearly, this isn't working. -Clearly.
So, let's just...
Look, you do the first half of the assignment, then I'll go over it before I put it together with mine.
-And I'll go over yours. -Fine. Then I guess we'll have to get together this weekend and go over it together.
Sounds like the perfect way to spend the weekend. See ya.
-The Bait Shop. Where is that exactly? -I don't know.
-So where'd you get these from, then? -Uh, you know, uh, Cohen.
-He gave them to you? -To us.
Hmm. Why'd he do that?
Um, well, he said he wants to be friends, that he's trying to change.
Um, to be less Coheny and more like, well, a person.
-Don't you think he might be trying that just to win you back? -No.
-I mean no. -Okay, let's just say, hypothetically,
Seth really is changing. Would that mean you'd want to get back together with him?
-Well, hypothetically? -You know what? Don't answer. Just go to the concert alone.
-Zach. -See Seth. No bickering, no bantering, just talk.
As much as I like you, Summer, you need to figure this out with him.
I need you to figure this out.
Holy mack. You are, like, such an adult.
I mean, you're not insecure, you're not jealous.
Are you a robot? Huh?
We had a great time over break, right?
But if that's all it was supposed to be, and we've taken this as far as possible, just let me know. Okay?
Okay.
Do you think champagne is really necessary?
Ooh. Absolutely. We need to toast to quitting, slash, getting fired. To independence.
-You mean unemployment. -Oh, Dad, just think how much time Sandy will have to spend on your case.
-Padding around the house in his black socks and his robe. I can't wait. -Cal, don't you have a toast to make, too? -No.
Uh, it's all right.
Um, too much champagne, I get giggly.
-When have you ever been giggly? -Dad, what is it?
Julie and I have been talking, and, uh, I've come to a decision.
Tomorrow morning, I'm calling a press conference to announce that I'll be stepping down from The Newport Group and appointing
-Oh, I'm glad you listened to reason. -Dad, wow.
As of tomorrow morning, Julie will be the new Chief Executive Officer of the Newport Group.
Who needs more champagne, hmm?
-Hey, thanks. -Yup.
-Any Summer sightings? -Oh, no, not yet.
What if she doesn't show?
What if, after all this, she never knows the blood and sweat and-and other people's pee that went in to getting her those tick
Well, then you'd be happy for her 'cause you're her friend, right?
Totally, yeah.
Hey, you came.
-Where's Zach? -Oh, um, he couldn't make it. -Oh, that's...That's real... that's too bad.
Um, let me show you to your very V.I.P. seating. It's this way.
-Hey. -Hey.
I wasn't planning on coming here tonight.
I'm here for Team Summer.
I'm here for Team Seth.
So, what do you think?
-Seth and Summer--star-crossed lovers? -Or better off just friends.
-Destined to be together? -Or just too dysfunctional together to make it work.
-I guess only time will tell. -Yeah, I guess.
You want to go in, watch the band?
The last time we went to a concert, it, uh, didn't turn out too well.
Things are different now.
-Well, then, come on. You like this band? -I like Journey.
Julie's waiting in the car. You and I are gonna talk later. Yes?
-I'm not sure I want to talk to you. -Sandy.
Kirsten is the one good thing in your life. How could you do this to her? After all she has done for you?
-I have to think of my marriage. -What does Julie Cooper know about being the CEO. of a multimillion dollar company?
-It's a figurehead position. You said so yourself. Kirsten will continue to run the show. -And work for Julie? Why the hell w
-What do you suggest I do? -I suggest you find a way to make it up to Kirsten now.
Unless you want Julie to be your lawyer, too.
-Can you see okay? -Yeah, I can see fine.
-There's no, like, obstructed views or anything, right? -Right. -Okay.
I just know, sometimes at shows, you can't see so well, 'cause, you know, the tall people are standing.
Yeah, right, you know, but now I'm just having a hard time hearing.
-But, thanks for getting me a seat. -No problem.
-Look, Cohen, I think we need to really talk. -Hey! There you are. Look, some guy just puked all over an amplifier, and... -
-Why was that tattooed girl just telling you about vomit? -She's, uh... She's my boss. I actually work here now.
-What? -Yeah. It was the only way I could get those tickets.
-But why? -Well, I needed the tickets to show you that I could be selfless, and I needed to be selfless to get you to stop
-Cohen, that was really sweet. -Pathetic and sweet? -No, just sweet.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Oh, God. Oh.
Come on, I'm sor... Summer, just wait a second.
-You are unbelievable.
-Not in a good way, right? -I thought you just wanted to be friends. -I do.
-Oh, well, then what was that, that kiss? -I don't know. I didn't mean for it to happen. -Really? -Yeah.
-So this whole night wasn't just a plan to get me back? -No, absolutely not.
-Unless maybe that's what you want... -Cohen! -What? Come on! Just wait a second.
-I believed you. How you were changing, that you just wanted to be friends. -I do! That's...
Maybe I just... I can't be just friends with you. Well, then, I guess maybe this is it for us.
I'm so tired right now. I-I didn't even sleep at all.
-Oh, dude, the only thing holding my head up is my lungs. -Sorry, man. -I handled that Summer situation so wrong... I just...
-I really shouldn't have returned her phone calls. -She never called you.
-I should've dated other girls. -What other girls?
Maybe if I'd played her hot and cold, right, mess with her mind a little bit, then I don't know. I think it potentially could
-Look, man, I'm sorry, really, I am, and I would love to rehash the evening second by second one more time, but I'm late. -
-Uh... I'm meeting my lab partner. I've got this physics assignment. -On a Saturday?
-Ryan, the whole geek routine--it was really amusing at first, but I think you're taking things a little bit too far. -Thi
-I just need to talk about me for, like, several more hours at least. -I thought you didn't do that anymore.
No, that was the new Seth Cohen. I'm back, Ryan. Cohen Classic, red, white, and me, come on.
Hang in there. I won't be gone long.
-Did the light of dawn make any of this a little easier to take? -Harder, actually.
-So what are you going to do? -I'll tell you this.
-I'm not going back to the office. I may tolerate Julie as my stepmother, but I will not suffer the indignity of her being
-Well, there's a concept. -Come on. you and me, a couple of bathrobes and black socks? -The thought of that is so...
-Liberating. -Scary.
-Forget the black socks. Barefoot, baby, barefoot. -I can't be unemployed. I-I can't even take a vacation for more than a we
-A vacation with you is no vacation, what with the itineraries and the sightseeing. -I just... I can't have worked this hard
I don't know.
Can't quit. Can't go back there.
Well, I don't know, either. What I do know is...
I'm not the one you should be telling this to.
-Hey. -Hey.
-Seth. You're in my room. -Yeah.
-How'd you get in here? -I, uh, took a left at the grotto, and I hopped the funicular to the dumbwaiter. This is a... nic
-So, what are you doing in here? -Well, when I have a problem, Marissa, I like to talk about it incessantly.
Yeah, no, that's it. I just think I burned out anyone else who will listen, so...
-Is now a bad time? -I'm game.
So... I think I really messed things up with Summer last night, hurt her pretty bad.
-Yeah, you did. -Okay, not going to sugarcoat this one, huh? -Not for you.
Look, if you really want to be her friend... then maybe you should think about just apologizing.
-You know, say you were sorry. -Yeah, no, I know.
-Sounds so simple when you say it. -I think that's a good place to start.
Okay. Uh, do you happen to know where Summer is right now? I just have this thing that I've got to tell her.
-Yeah, she's at the club having lunch with her dad. -Oh, yeah, her father. Cool, well, I'm just going to, you know...
Whoa, Seth, you know what? Don't go there now. Just, uh, give her some space.
Yeah, space, totally. I know.
-Hey, do you know where Ryan is? -'Cause we had fun last night, and I thought just maybe... -Ryan's actually at school doing
-School? -I don't know. He's kind of a dork now. Thanks.
-She's agreed to supervised visitation, 20 minutes max. -She's my daughter, Sandy. I don't need to be supervised.
I'm supervising her. I'm afraid she might kill you.
-I'm sorry. About yesterday. -So that's it? No second thoughts? You're not going to change your mind?
-It's what I have to do, Kiki, for Julie... to save our marriage. -Who is going to save the company? -You.
That's why I'm appointing you Newport Group's Chief Financial Officer. 'Cause we all know whoever controls the money controls t
-Really. Does Julie know that? -She'll find out.
-I don't know. -Come on, Kiki. The company needs you. The family needs you.
I need you.
Julie will get bored after a day, anyway. Want to go to a cardio bar, fashion island...
Do I get a raise?
-So, um... I appreciate what you're trying to do with the... -Okay, I'm reading here. -Oh, uh, take your time.
-I just wanted to let you know that you didn't do a bad job. -Your work isn't terrible, either.
A little rushed, maybe.
So, I've been thinking. Um... I owe you an apology. Well, several, actually.
You have to actually say the words. That's kind of how it works.
I would like to extend... to you a formal acknowledgment that I... may have, um, unintentionally...
I'm sorry. Me, too. I'm sorry.
-I-I'm sorry about the coffee and the... black eye and the... tampons. -Well, you can see why I thought you were intellectually
I'm just... I'm really glad that you're not.
-Your, uh, penmanship, however... -Hey, what's wrong with my penmanship?
-Nothing, just... Just, next time, don't hold the pen between your toes.
Oh, well, um, next time, don't spell "canceling" with two L's. Yeah, that's wrong. You want to... you want to fix that?
-I... I was using the Canadian spelling. -Oh, you're using the Canadian spelling, eh?
-Hi. I'm looking for, uh, Roberts, table for two? -We've got Roberts for three. -Okay. Yeah.
-Hey. -Hey.
If someone would've told me last year that you and I would be the two loneliest people in Newport, I wouldn't have believed '
Well... at least not the you part.
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