The Bold Type (2017–…): Season 4, Episode 5 - Tearing Down the Donut Wall - full transcript

Previously on "The Bold Type"...

I just wanna make sure that you

are taking some time for yourself.

You can make a difference and have
a personal life, if you want one.

Make yourself a brand.
Influence a little.

Get a bunch of Instagram followers.

Safford, they love that.

- They eat it up.
- Yes.

We're working through some stuff.

It might take a while,
but this is a marathon.

Verticals are a huge
commitment of resources.



You'd virtually be your own editor.

I understand.

Let's see how your next piece does.

How unhappy are you with our marriage?

I think about as unhappy as you,
Jacqueline.

Sutton Brady, will you marry me?

Yes. Yeah.

See, now, this is my kind
of wedding cake tasting.

Richard does love frosting.

Maybe we should do a
make-your-own-donut bar.

- Mm.
- That's the spirit!

You guys, we're getting married!

Well, Sutton is getting married.

I'm fixing my life with free donuts.



Well, I still love weddings, you know?

You and Ryan must be doing great.

Yes, but this is not about me.

- This is about you.
- Mm.

And your marriage!

Man, weddings have everything.

They have style, they have flowers,

they have age-old traditions
like wedding cake,

or, for our generation, donuts.

Or like the tradition where

you know,
the bride feeds the groom the cake.

I know, it's so intimate and sweet.

- Mm.
- Here.

What are you doing?

Uh, she's sweetly feeding you.

- Try it.
- You are not being sweet.

Oh, my God, you got frosting in my ear!

So as we were standing there

having our donut wall food fight,

it hit me.

We should do a wedding roundup.

Weddings tap into every
angle of our magazine;

fashion, food, mixology, romance...

Oh, my God.
Are we doing a wedding roundup?

Yes.

No, we... we are not.

I admire your passion, Jane,

and I appreciate your
strategic thinking,

but weddings are not exactly
new "Scarlet" material, so.

But millennial weddings are.

We could take a look at
what's old and what's new,

china or charity registries,
heels or sneakers,

seating charts or free-for-all.

Jane's right. I mean,
weddings do trend really well on social.

Not to mention the dresses.

There are so many dresses.

And we have our very own model.

Please say yes to letting
me help you find the dress.

All right, Oliver,
have at it with the dresses,

- Sage, wedding night sex.
- Mm-hmm.

Kat, social media tie-ins
and celeb couples,

and Jane, you better have a pitch.

Remember how you were saying

you want digital to have more POVs

to drive attention to our verticals?

Yes.

I know that our fans care
about our personal lives.

Mine, not so much.

So I was thinking we could use us.

"Scarlet" employees

and their relationship
to millennial weddings.

Sounds like a plan.

Knock-knock. Okay, we have to include

Zoe Kravitz's biker bride shorts,

and I put in a call to Vera Wang.

Oh, and that young designer
who was in the running

for Meghan Markle's ceremony
dress would be perfect.

She's doing a new line
of tuxedos for women.

I'm talking silk couture

and you're looking at me
like I'm talking Mervyns.

Are you okay?

I have to be. I have a magazine to run.

I'm fine, really.

Okay.

But if you need to talk...

I'll keep that in mind.

All right.

- Can I help you?
- You're interviewing your coworkers

on their takes on weddings, right?

Uh...

Uh, fine.

Okay, here we go.

I don't understand why gay men

need to get matching tuxedos
when they get married.

Like, was there, like,
a two-for-one sale?

One big patriarchal nightmare.

An old man gives a young
woman away to another man

while she covers herself
in a veil of purity.

Or are they twins?

Did you know the original
bouquet was made of garlic

to ward off evil spirits
and protect the bride?

When I get married,
I'm gonna walk myself down the aisle.

Or do you just, like,
lose any sort of identity you have

once you get married?

Well, I think that maybe
they're just trying to be cute.

Oh, no. No, Jane.

It's embarrassing and infantilizing.

And then tossing the bouquet

prevented rabid, desperate single women

from scratching at the bride

trying to get a piece of her good luck.

Yay!

Marriage equality.

Can I get one person who likes weddings?

_

Wow.

Doesn't get any better than this, Red.

Getting paid to plan your own wedding?

Trying on dresses with the
help of hair and makeup

and professional photographers?

Oh, yeah, it's great.

I do wish Richard was here, though.

It is our wedding.

Yeah, but the dress is all you,

and if you stick to tradition,

he shouldn't see it
until the big day anyway.

Am I gonna stick to tradition?

I'm not exactly traditional.

Toosh.

So many white dresses.

Oliver Grayson's office.

Carly's principal?
I'll put him right on.

This is Oliver Grayson. Is she okay?

She ripped her uniform
and she needs a new one.

Okay, you could have led with that.

Okay, I'll have a new one
sent over right away.

Thank you.

So sorry to do this to you, Red.

Oh, that's okay.
I could use a break from this anyway.

I'm assuming Carly's uniforms
are down at your apartment?

Yep, and Carly's school is
all the way uptown, so...

Happy to do it, Oliver.

Thanks, Red.

And I'll take over the mood board.

Great.

Come on. You don't like the first dance?

Mm. Lame.

Unless it's one of those fun,
choreographed ones.

I like those.

You know what else I like?

Check her out.

She lists Josh Groban as one
of her favorite musicians.

- Yeah.
- You hate him.

I despise him.

Did you see that French ped?

- Oh, no.
- Keep it.

- No, no.
- Work it.

Why would anybody want their
toenails to look longer?

I don't know, it's so weird.

Oh.

She's perfect.

I'm confused.

Well, she's wrong for me

in every possible way,

which means she's exactly right.

- I'm still confused.
- Okay, look.

I am not looking for
anything serious right now,

and the one thing I can say

about my experience dating women

is that they get serious.

Fast.

You know?

What does a lesbian
bring to a second date?

- Oh, a moving van.
- Right.

See, it's a lame stereotype,
but, unfortunately,

I think it might be kind of true.

And I am DTF, not DTN.

What is DTN?

Down to nest. I just made it up.

- Cute.
- Thank you.

- I could see it catching on.
- As long as I pick someone

that I have no emotional connection to,

then everything's gonna be fine.

- It's just sex. No feelings.
- Mm-hmm.

I'm not gonna hurt anyone,

so I'm swiping right, baby.

Jacqueline, do you have a minute?

Oh, Jane. Yeah, come in.

Sit.

So how's your wedding piece coming?

Um, it's great.

I've been doing interviews all day.

Um... but it did occur to me

that I haven't talked to
anyone who is married.

I see.

I really wanna dig deep in
the emotion of the actual day,

so I was wondering if
maybe I could interview you

about your wedding day?

Oh. Um...

If you don't have time, I could...

No, no.

I mean, I am waiting for a call, but...

But yeah, no, before that,
we can... sure.

Okay.

Hi! Hey, Carly, found you.

I brought your uniform... Oh, wow.

- That's quite the rip.
- It's called individuality.

I was just trying to explain to Carly

that we support individuality
through learning and ideas,

and not by destroying
our school uniform.

I've been trying to explain

that I don't want to be a clone.

- I want to be myself.
- Well, this isn't a debate.

And I'm hoping Miss...

Brady.

Miss Brady here can help
you make the right choice

to put on your uniform
and get back to class.

I mean, technically,
she's wearing the uniform.

She just changed it a little bit, right?

That's not that big of a deal.

I love the glovelettes, by the way.

Very preppy post-apocalyptic.

This is a big deal,

because at this school,
we wear a uniform,

and in order for a
uniform to be uniform,

everyone has to look the same.

- Yeah.
- Great.

So my home is basically a museum,

and I come here,
and I have to look like everyone else.

I don't understand why
she can't just be herself.

Miss Brady, I fear you're not helping.

But you have to admit,

uniforms are a little bit
oppressive and antiquated.

Well, if that's how you feel,

we've got nothing further to discuss.

Carly, I'm sending you home.

Don't come back until
you're properly dressed.

Miss Brady, please leave
the school grounds, now.

Tell me what you remember
about your wedding day.

Well, I remember, um,

the morning of my wedding,

uh, waking up and feeling very...

very excited.

Very nervous.

Yeah, I felt like a...

like a teenager.

In the very best way.

What was your dress like?

It was an open-back gown

with tulle and lace.

I remember my mother giving me a banana,

which I did not want,

and insisting that I eat it immediately

so that I wouldn't faint at the altar

like my Aunt Abby did.

Which was a good thing, because

when I saw Ian at the altar,

I, um...

I could have fainted.

Just from the adrenaline.

So when your day comes,

eat a banana.

I am gonna write that down.

Oh, this is international,
so I need to take it.

Oh, yep, I got it.

- Thank you.
- Yeah.

Ian. Hi.

Why are you here? Why is she here?

'Cause Sutton got in a fight
with Principal Kay and she won.

She's my hero.

Y-you know, since you're here,

can you, uh, go to the front desk for me

- and ask to borrow a highlighter?
- Sure.

Okay, so get this.

She didn't rip her uniform.
She redesigned it.

- Did you see the glovelettes?
- I did.

So she didn't need a new uniform at all.

They just wanted her to have one.

Okay, so you brought her one,
but she's not wearing it,

and as a result, she's not in school?

Right, because she liked
the way she looked,

and really, why should she be
punished for being creative

and having a great sense of style

and wanting to look like herself?

- I see.
- I knew you would.

So you, Sutton,
and my 12-year-old child,

took on the school principal,

and you both got sent home?

Well, when you put it...

In what universe did you think that
that was a good idea?

Carly, come on, let's, uh, get you home.

He called me Sutton.

Not Red. Sutton.

Well, maybe he just feels
like you overstepped.

Well, I did,

but when Carly told me

that she didn't want to walk
around looking like some clone,

it triggered something in me,
you know, like...

I don't know.

Those brides and the big white dresses,

it just kind of feels like a...

like a uniform.

Well, yours doesn't have
to be big or white

if you don't want it to be.

Yeah, I know, it's just...

I mean, there is an expectation.

Even my mom wants me to
wear her wedding dress.

- Oh.
- That's kind of sweet.

No, it's not.

She used to get drunk and try
it on to see that it still fit

and talk about how
her ex made a mistake.

- Ooh, dark.
- Yeah.

I mean, growing up, watching my mother

depend on men for her own happiness

didn't really make me excited
to think about my own wedding.

Oh, my God.

The last thing Oliver

probably wants to do
right now is dress me.

Oh, come on, no.

Oliver loves you, all right?

You just have to wait
till things simmer down,

and then you can talk to him.

- That sounds like a good plan.
- Yep.

Oh.

Hey, guess what?

What?

French Ped just messaged me back.

- Oh, no.
- And we're going out tonight.

- No.
- Wait a minute.

- French Ped as in pedicure?
- Yeah.

- Oh, no.
- Mm-hmm.

- I...
- What did I miss?

It's a whole thing. I'll explain later.

You guys, where is my phone?

Okay, I must have left it
in Jacqueline's office,

so have we solved all of our problems?

Oh, yeah, baby.
Hot and cheesy, here we come.

- It's a cool spot.
- Yeah.

It just opened, so I've never been, but

it's definitely got a good vibe.

Smells like pancakes, for some reason.

- Do you smell pancakes?
- Oh, that's probably me.

Vanilla moisturizer.

Oh. Okay. Uh...

Mm-hmm.

It's very vanilla-y,

and wow.

Didn't know that was still a thing.

For me it is.

I'm pretty much ride-or-die
for my vanilla moisturizer.

- I get it.
- Okay, boilermaker.

- Thanks.
- Gin gimlet.

Thank you... ooh.

Sometimes they get wild.

Yeah, that's a strong choice.

? That's why you can never be mine ?

? Now I can see through it ?

Yeah, I stick with what I'm used to.
I'm pretty loyal, you know?

Sure.

I've never given gin a chance.

- Mind if I try?
- Uh, sure.

? But barely even knows you ?

? She moved on to somebody new ?

Mm.

I could get used to that.

Can I get another taste?

Sure.

Like, was there, like,
a two-for-one sale?

Or are they twins?

Or do you just, like...

Maybe you should stay longer, Ian.

Well, you said you were unhappy.

Right, as unhappy as I was, I-I know.

I know.

I saw a photo of you on the
"States & Nations" Instagram

and you were laughing and smiling.

You looked

happier than I've seen
you look in a while.

And honestly, I wanna be happy too.

We owe that to ourselves.

I don't know what that means for us.

I guess we just take some
time while you're away.

Oh, hey. Morning.

I did not mean to stay the night.

Oh, it's all good.
I just gotta be at work soon.

Yeah, me too.

The best thing about waking
up on this side of town

is there's that awesome egg
sandwich place on the corner.

Ugh, yes, I love that place.

Now that you say it,
I'm actually kind of starving.

Is it weird if I go with you?

No, whatever. It's just an egg sandwich.

Right. It's so close and convenient.

Hey, I've got this

birthday party thing
for a friend tonight.

Not a big deal, but it should be fun.

You wanna go to that?

- Uh, sure.
- Cool.

Good morning, Oliver.

Coffee? Caf? Angelina?

I feel terrible for the way that
I behaved at Carly's school.

I overstepped, and I know it.

You went completely rogue,
Red, even for you.

Ah, you called me Red.

Hand over that coffee,

and sit, and talk to me.

What the hell got into you yesterday?

Just...

making that mood board,

and everyone else getting so excited

about what I'm gonna wear,
it freaked me out.

I know that it's supposed to
be this incredible feeling,

but to me,
it just kind of feels like a uniform.

And so watching Carly fight
for her individuality...

It made we want to fight for my own.

I didn't know that you
were feeling pressure.

I guess it just brings up some things.

You know,
my mom and her failed marriages.

You are not your mother.

Thank you.

Do you really believe
in school uniforms?

I do. I know it might seem strange

since you know I adore clothing,

but school uniforms encourages kids

to focus on their classes
and not each other.

For 12-year-old girls,
fashion can easily turn into a weapon.

With school uniforms,
there are no labels,

so there's less bullying,

less worrying about what
to wear to impress friends.

I never thought of it that way.

I know it might seem anti-intuitive,

but having to wear a uniform
actually encourages kids

to become free, independent thinkers,

and if you're still not convinced,
you should know

that Coco Chanel wore a school uniform.

- No.
- Yes.

How am I supposed to include Jacqueline
in my article now?

Well, I feel like maybe,
and I know this sounds obvious,

but maybe you could talk to her.

And say what?

Um, "I accidentally recorded
a very private phone call

"between you and your husband
and then I listened to it?

Twice."

- I'd leave out the twice part.
- Yeah.

You know what?

Maybe I'll just give "Scarlet"
readers something fun.

Easy-breezy, like,

I'll turn the whole
thing into a listicle.

- Are you kidding me?
- People do love listicles.

Jane's a feature writer.

It could be like

"Top Ten Wedding I Dos and Don'ts."

- Hmm.
- How's that sound?

Like it would trend well.

Mm-mm. No, Jane. This is not you.

Look, even if I was okay
with the lie of it all,

I can't do that to Jacqueline.

I mean, writing about her wedding day

and how in love they were.

I think right now,
this is my best option,

so I'm gonna do a listicle.

Now that that's settled,
I would just like to announce

that I had great sex last night.

- Hmm!
- Yeah.

- Are we cool to move on?
- Mm-hmm.

Please tell us.

Uh, well, you know,
it was uncomplicated.

Just good old, fun, old-fashioned sex.

And it was great.

- Hmm.
- Will we be having it again?

Uh, yeah. Maybe.

Although, I hope it's at her place,

because my pillows might forever smell

like vanilla-scented moisturizer.

And, um, she invited me to this
birthday party thing tonight,

so I don't know,
I think I might swing by that.

What happened to not being DTN?

Well, I would say there is no N.

Mm.

Someone was born.
People are celebrating.

You know what?

You know what birds are born into?

A nest.

Nice.

I'm ready. I'm going for all three,
and the word is...

basement.

Okay, basements.

Mouse, right?
'Cause mice are in basements.

- Yeah, I can see that.
- Okay.

- Yes!
- Nice.

Oh look, washer.

Okay, so laundry stuff's
always in basements.

It seems like a stretch, but...

I'm going with washer.

- Yes!
- Nice!

Okay, so that means
there is one word left.

Oh, obviously ghost.

Okay, it's my birthday,
and I wanna know why.

Uh, because ghosts are scary

whether you believe in them or not,

and basements are scary,

and everybody gets murdered in
horror movies in the basement,

so I think Kat obviously
wants me to pick ghost.

Yes!

- We won?
- We won!

How did you two do that?

- Mind meld.
- Hey.

Wow.

You totally get me.

I mean, it was kind of obvious.

Not to them.

To me.

So, uh, I'm gonna get a refill.

You want another gimlet?

Yeah, yeah. I...

I'm just gonna run to the bathroom.

- I'll be right back.
- Okay.

Okay, I'll be right back.

So you just ran out?

Like, no good-bye, nothing?

I panicked.

That's a savage ghost.

Look, it wasn't the plan, okay?

But there I was, you know?

Winning "Codenames,"

smelling her
vanilla-scented moisturizer,

holding her hand... I had to get out.

But if you like her,

isn't that a sign that you're
ready for something new?

But I'm not ready for something new.

I just want casual sex.

So why did I reach for her hand,

and why did I even go
to that birthday party?

Oh, no. Oh, God.

What? What happened?

I'm the stereotype.

What stereotype?

I'm the lesbian that
brings the moving van

to the second date, that's me!

Look, Kat, you are not
a stereotypical anything.

Remember the "I like it rough" girl?

You didn't try to make it work with her.

Yes, and the girl from my hometown

that stuck her tongue down your throat?

- That did not last long.
- Right, right, right, right.

You should just talk to her.
Let her know what's going on.

Tell her you really don't
want a relationship.

All right.

I'm gonna break up with
a girl I barely know.

- Oh, my God, cheers!
- Cheers!

Okay, so that looks
really good right there.

Oh, my God.

Oh, Sutton!

Ooh.

Wow.

I knew it would be perfect.

Oh.

Oh, I might cry.

Yep, like happy tears.

Ooh, what is happening?

You like weddings.

Yeah, I feel it too.

But in a good way.

It's not about the uniform or Babs.

I'm making my own path.

It's about me and Richard.

So what do you think?

I like it.

The photographer's ready.

Are you?

It's a big shoot.

Yeah, it is.

It turned out better than
I could have expected.

It's like a dream.

More like a fantasy.

It was supposed to be a complement

to a thoughtful and provocative
piece you were going to write

about traditional weddings
and millennial trends.

Yes, and there's nothing more
millennial than a listicle,

- so I just thought...
- You'd just phone it in.

Well, I know it's not my best work...

I would say it's your worst work.

Certainly not worthy of somebody
who wants her own vertical.

I mean, a lot of money went
into your wedding idea, Jane.

We have budgets, numbers to hit,

people to answer to.

This is not a hobby.

I'm sorry.

You should be.

I mean, what happened?

This is truly unacceptable.

What happened is...

personal.

We all have personal problems, Jane.

We come in, and we still do the work.

Yes, well, this was personal about you.

I accidentally recorded
your phone call with Ian.

And I didn't want to write an
in-depth piece about weddings

and how great yours was

when I know that your
marriage is in trouble.

Hey.

Thank you for today.

The room, and...

the dress.

It was so special.

I'm really lucky to have you in my life.

I'm lucky to have you too.

And listen, what I said earlier
about Carly and uniforms...

She's a kid, and kids need rules,
as I've learned,

but you are a grown woman.

And you don't need the bridal
uniform if you don't want it.

I liked it more than I was expecting.

Hmm, I kind of thought you would.

I sent a picture to my mom too.

She loved it.

So I think when it's
time to really look,

I'm not gonna limit myself,
because this dress

surprised me.

Hey, speaking of surprises,

I think I have an idea for Carly.

A way to support her
need for individuality

without stepping on the uniform rules.

I'm all ears.

- Oh, hi.
- Hey.

Thanks for meeting me.

Especially after I
bailed on you last night.

That was so shady,

and you really didn't deserve it.

Well, we agree on that point.

Right.

I just... I wanted to see you,
you know, in person

to tell you I'm sorry,

and I know it's kind of a clich?,

everyone says this,
but it's not you, it's me.

Really, I'm not in a place
in my life right now

where I can be emotionally available,
and I'm realizing...

No, I believe you.

I know I'm great. It's definitely you.

I do wish you the best, Kat.

Thanks.

You too.

Bye.

- Oh, I didn't order that.
- No, I know.

I heard the breakup, and I remember
that one of you ordered it before, so.

Oh.

Well...

Ah!

Women, am I right?

Is that a photo of your parents?

Yeah.

They had a summer wedding.

They promised not to
see each other before,

but they couldn't stand to be apart,

so they asked my aunt

to deliver love notes back and forth.

I know every detail
of their wedding day.

Weddings are magical.

They seem outside and...

protected from normal life.

I've been looking at photos
of my own a bit lately.

Jane,

you said that you stopped
writing your article

because my marriage was rocky,

but I think that you
are protecting something

way more personal than that.

I think you're protecting your fantasy

of "happily ever after."

Yeah.

Can I ask what happened
with you and Ian?

Um...

I stopped making time for him.

And eventually,
he stopped making time for me, and...

it took us both a long
time to admit that.

Wow, you're the one
who's going through it,

and I'm...

I'm the one who took the easy way out.

If I could go back
and do it again, I would...

I would do things differently.

Can I do it over again?

You have two hours.

Okay.

Ready? Okay, open your eyes.

What's going on?

Sutton wisely brought it to my attention

that you've been living in a
tasteful yet boring guestroom,

otherwise known as a museum.

It is a museum.

And that you should have
a space all your own

that honors your personality
and individuality.

- For real?
- For real.

We're gonna redecorate your room,
and you're the boss.

Whatever you want.
New furniture, accessories,

I'm gonna make it happen.

Even post-apocalyptic preppy.

I want you to have a
room where you can feel

exactly like yourself,
especially since I know

that you don't love
wearing the school uniform.

I don't love it,

but if wearing it will help
me be as amazing as Sutton,

I'll do it, I promise.

Thank you.

Of course.

Thank you, Ollie.

_

Honey? You okay?

Yeah. Hey, Dad.

I-I'm great. You okay?

Ah, sure, just dealing with
the damn coffee machine.

The one that's been mostly
broken for three years?

Yep.

But you know me, why buy a new one

when the old one could be fixed?

'Cause a new one might be even better.

Yeah, your brother keeps
telling me the same thing.

What's going on?

I am writing a piece
about weddings for work,

and so, I have been looking
through Mom's wedding album.

You are always looking for the
personal angle, aren't you?

Yeah.

I am. Um...

I know every detail of your wedding day,

but I realized I don't
really know anything

about your actual marriage.

You know, day-to-day stuff, like...

I mean, did you two
brush your teeth together

at the same time each night, or...

I know we don't really...

we don't really talk about this stuff,

but I'd like to,

if you can.

Your mother and I,

we had the most wonderful marriage.

And things got really hard
toward the end, of course,

but even then, she used to...

she'd leave me these
little cute Post-it Notes

for me to find in the car or in my shoe.

Always just little reminders
of how much she loved me.

Um...

She liked brushing her teeth
watching the evening news,

and I needed the sink,
'cause I always seem to make a mess,

but we got into bed together,
and she'd read,

and I'd snore.

Um...

Do you...

Do you think that if
Mom was still alive,

that you two would still be together?

You know, after all this time?

Oh, Janey.

Your mom used to say

that a good marriage,

it's a constant dance of commitment,

compromise, and communication.

All I can tell you is
that we had all three.

- I love you, Dad.
- I love you too.

So while we're on the subject,
is there a...

Do you have a guy in your life?

Someone I should know about?

Um...

Yeah. Yeah, I do.

His name is Ryan,

and it's...

it's pretty serious.

I think you'd really like him.

Hmm, I don't like the sound of this guy.

Burning the midnight oil?

Always, it seems.

So, uh, what brings you
to my humble photo shoot?

You were right, earlier.

I wasn't okay.

Ian and I are hitting some bumps, and...

While he's away, we're separating.

Damn.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Now that I'm moving into new territory,

I just... I need some help
finding myself again.

I got you.

"The truth is, weddings,

"regardless of old
traditions and new trends,

"have lasted the test of time

"because humans keep falling in love.

"And for better or worse,

"people in love continue to take

"a very worthwhile leap of faith

towards their happily ever after."

- It's so good.
- Thanks!

Oh, my God.

What?

15,000 followers?

I think it's 'cause I got tagged

in the "Scarlet" bridal shoot.

Oh, my gosh!

Sutton!

You're an influencer now.

Don't leave me hanging!