Younger (2015–…): Season 7, Episode 12 - Older - full transcript

Charles and Liza make amends and promise not to lie anymore, but Kelsey's plans force Liza to withhold the truth. Lauren plans a romantic reunion. Sparks fly between Maggie and an enemy-turned-friend.

I think Charles is
gonna propose to Quinn.

I love him, Maggie.

It's not right to
stand in his way.

I don't think he's
offering you enough.

Really?

Everyone likes a
push-up contest.

Two... Agh!

Dad?

I think he's having
a heart attack.

I had the greatest doctor.

He saved my life.



Lauren, Denise, hey.

Good to see you guys again.

I couldn't get on that plane.

What? Why?

Because I was with
the wrong person.

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I know that our
path has been rocky

and that it's taken me a
while to get here, but...

You don't have to
explain anything.

I just know what makes me happy.

And to pretend anything else

would be just lying to myself.

I think I've told enough
lies for the both of us.

Only the truth from now on.



Even if it hurts.

Only the truth.

I should do the walk of
shame back to my apartment

before the girls wake up.

I'm sure things are
already confusing enough.

I know.

Okay. Bye.

Bye.

Liza?

Hey.

I... I was just dropping
something off for your dad.

I'm so glad you're here.

Oh.

Me too, sweetheart.

Me too.

Someone didn't come
home last night.

I know.

It's a long story.

I was about to call
the police at 2:00 a.m.

I mean, what happened?

Charles and Quinn
take off to paradise,

and you spend the night in
some dive bar somewhere?

Um... not exactly.

Charles didn't get on the plane.

Maggie, he told me
that he loved me.

And...

It's Cass.

- Oh, hold that thought.
- Okay.

Good morning, Cass.

Listen, Maggie, now that
your career is blowing up,

thanks in no small
part to yours truly,

I'd like my sculpture back.

Well, that's fair. It's here.

You can come pick it up anytime.

I don't have time to
schlep to Brooklyn.

Can you send it to me?

And please sign it, 'cause now,

it may actually be
worth something.

Yeah, no, I'm not
sending the sculpture.

- Fine.
- Just bring it to dinner then.

Wait, did I miss an invitation?

For what?

Dinner?

Oh.

Yeah, sure. I'll
have dinner with you.

We'll figure
everything out then.

My treat. I'll
send you the deets.

- Is everything okay?
- Yeah. Cass.

She wants to take me to dinner.
Like I owe her something.

She wants to take you to dinner?

Yeah, we have a
complicated history, Liza.

I mean, I don't think
I need to explain

that kind of thing to you.

All right, touché.

Anyway, I'm just glad
that you're home safe.

And as far as the rest
of the story goes,

may I just say, I don't
understand straight people.

Y'all are crazier than the gays.

- Hey.
- Hey.

So I got some
interesting feedback

from some VCs this
morning about Inkubator.

VCs? When did that happen?

Hi. Okay.

Dad is out of the
hospital and doing great.

Just a little
myocardial infarction,

but he'll be fine.

Thank you so much for
your thoughts and prayers.

- Thank God.
- Oh, my God.

- I'm so glad he's okay.
- I know, I know, I know.

But the big headline
here is that

the doctor who saved
his life was Max.

Max Max?

Like, the guy you
dumped for being basic?

Mm-hmm, and who I'm now
having erotic dreams about.

Isn't this, like, too
much of a coincidence

to be a coincidence?

I feel like the
universe is shaking me

and being like, "Wake up, girl!"

"Just pay attention!

"The man saved
your father's life

"and he made you
spooge in your sleep.

Like, what more of
a sign do you need?"

You know what I mean?

Sometimes life gives
you a second chance.

- God, Liza, you are so wise.
- How did I not see that before?

So

Our investors from Chicago

are a mercurial bunch.

A few months ago, they
decided not to commemorate

the hundredth
anniversary of Empirical.

We're putting
commemorative stickers

on all of our fall releases.

Uh-huh.

And now they want
to have a party.

- Next week.
- What?

- Next week?
- That's impossible.

Yeah, it's just
an excuse to have

an all-expense paid
trip to New York

on the company's dime,

so even a small dinner is fine.

Let's not knock ourselves out.

Wow. Okay.

And...

I'm not so hung up
on birthdays anyway.

Isn't he supposed to be
in Mustique with Quinn?

He missed the plane.

To be at the party.

Do you see? That's
what I'm saying.

That's how the universe
works. There are no accidents.

And this will not
be a small party.

Let's see...

- Hi.

We have your dream
writer, Azealia King,

waiting in the conference room

to discuss her new book with us.

Fantastic.

I'll be right there.

Okay.

Azealia, I have been
in this business

for a long time,

and rarely have I
encountered a voice

as timely and as
relevant as yours.

Thank you, but it's
only been one book.

Three essays, four
short stories,

and that free verse you did
for Oprah's Vision Tour,

presented by Weight Watchers.

And I loved

what I heard at Inkubator
the other night.

Oh, no. Oh, God.

I thought that was
just a workshop thing.

I didn't know the
suits were there.

Charles may be wearing a suit,

but he isn't a "suit."

He is a deeply creative
and artistic soul.

That's what makes
us different here.

- Aww.

Let's cut to the chase.

Azealia doesn't like

the big publishing
company model.

She likes how
you're breaking it.

Tearing down the old
patriarchal structure,

blah, blah, blah.

Yeah, I love this deal

where you drop a new
chapter every week.

- I love it too.
- And it's as old as Dickens.

He used to serialize his novels
in the London newspapers.

I'm not sure the
Victorian era is

the best reference for
what we're doing here.

- Whatever.
- I just cannot go back

to that old-school
publishing model.

Then let us offer
you an alternative

that we have been developing.

A paid app where the
chapters drop weekly.

Or whatever time
frame suits you.

With audio narration
as an option.

It is an e-book and a
podcast wrapped up together,

and we would launch
the app with you.

There's a huge incentive
to being first.

Like "House of Cards," Netflix.

Yeah, let's keep "House
of Cards" out of this.

It didn't end so well.

Uh, "Orange is the New Black."

Ooh, that's what
got me streaming.

- Right?
- Well, we'd like to see

this app before we
commit to anything.

Kelsey?

It's almost finished.

Maybe we could demo
something by next week?

Sooner is better.

Azealias don't stay
in bloom forever.

Honey, that shit is
starting to get tiresome.

Sorry. I gotta be me.

Kelsey, could you give
Azealia a quickie tour?

I just need a moment
with these two.

Oh, it would be my pleasure.

And Liza, I will see you
for lunch afterwards.

Great.

- Thanks.
- All right, see you in a sec.

So I have a proposition.

We are prepared to do
what it takes here.

- Oh, no, not her.
- She's as good as yours.

Yeah, the app thing's
really got her fired up.

It's like you
reinvented the wheel.

- Thank you.
- I said reinvented.

Charles is right.

Dickens did it first
over a hundred years ago.

And podcasts are
really just radio.

Exactly. So good on you!

Anyway, since we're talking
"everything old is new again,"

I have an investment
opportunity for you.

My boyfriend of 11 months,

the incomparably
talented Austin Pinkner,

has written a new musical.

There's a backers
audition tonight.

Now, the theater world
is hermetically sealed.

They don't
welcome outsiders.

But I have convinced Austin
to reserve you a tranche.

- How much are they looking for?

- I'll let you know.
- Don't get greedy.

Plus, it's always good
to be in on the joke.

What's the joke?

Come see it. We'll talk after.

Curtain's at 8:00.

Did I just agree to
invest in a musical?

Damn, he's good.

Hey. What's the big news?

Hey.

So Rob sent the
Inkubator proposal

to some of his VC friends
just to get a valuation.

And this thing is worth

way more than what
Charles is thinking.

How much more?

I don't know, but there
could be a bidding war.

This is our moment.

We are gonna leave Empirical
and start Inkubator.

And Azealia's
gonna come with us.

I already talked to
her after the meeting.

Wait, shouldn't we
at least give Charles

the chance to match any offer?

Use the leverage to
keep it in-house?

Liza, you know how frustrated
I've been at Empirical.

We both have.

And I can't imagine
how it's been for you,

working beside your ex

and seeing him
with someone else.

That's the thing.

Charles and I are

finding our way
back to each other.

What?

How?

When did this happen?

It just did. And I know.

I know it seems crazy.

But I'm in love with him.

And I love this company.

It has given me
everything, Kels.

I can't leave.

But I understand
that you have to.

This app is all you.

You have risked so
much to make it happen.

You deserve to fly.

So what does this mean for us?

We're gonna be competitors?

I don't wanna lose
you like I lost Zane.

Kelsey, when we met,

you said you had my back.

And I never forgot it.

So believe me when I tell
you I will always have yours.

This is business, so
don't make me cry.

I know Charles is going
to be disappointed,

but he'll understand.

Just do me one favor, okay?

Of course.

Don't break the news to him

until after the Empirical
anniversary party.

No problem.

I want him to enjoy it.

And I wanna celebrate it too.

- My God.

Look how far we've come.

Did you ever think you'd
be investing in Broadway?

I'm not sure this is investing.

It's more like
creative extortion.

Hello, friends

and deep-pocketed
business associates.

First, I wanna begin
by introducing you

to the genius

behind what you
are about to love,

the incomparably
talented Austin Pinkner.

Come on out here,
handsome.

That was good. All right.

You're not in the
chorus anymore.

And now, without further ado,

I bring you..."Scamalot"!

Blood tests.

Bahamas.

Hedge funds.

Soul sister.

Blood tests.

Bahamas.

Hedge funds.

- Blood tests.
- Bahamas.

- Hedge funds.
- Soul sister.

- Blood tests.
- Bahamas.

- Hedge funds.
- Soul sister.

- Oh, yeah!

Big finish!

Well, at least the woman

portraying you was talented.

- Yeah.
- And that's some company I'm in.

Elizabeth Holmes
and Bernie Madoff.

As a condition of my investment,

I told Redmond that he
would have to cut you

from that number.

What did he say?

"For a price,
anything is possible."

- You see?

What'd I tell you?
It's extortion.

I'm not worth it.

You are.

I'm gonna sleep at
my place tonight.

Okay.

I love you.

I love you too.

- Here.
- Oh.

Thanks.

- Good night.
- Good night.

Seriously?

You wanna have dinner in Harlem?

What'd you do, pick a restaurant

a block from your house?

No, it's not about who's paying.

No... wait... I just...

Whatever is good for you, okay?

I told you, I am not bringing
Kamila's tits to dinner.

Fine. I'll see you tonight.

- Cass?
- Who else?

I mean, first she tries
to kill my career,

and now she's
annoying me to death.

So I just got some crazy news.

I-I did something
behind Charles' back

that hopefully he'll
be happy about.

Oh, God, what'd you do
to that poor man now?

I submitted his unfinished book,

"The Miseducation
of Henry Cane,"

to Yaddo.

And, Maggie, he got in.

Yadda yadda what?

Yaddo, the prestigious
writers' colony.

Everyone from John
Cheever to Philip Roth,

Jonathan Franzen,
Flannery O'Connor,

they've all spent time there.

The list, it goes
on and on, and...

Wow.

Well, obviously, we have
different definitions

of the word "crazy."

What?

No, I don't have
any food allergies.

Is this dinner or
an inquisition?

Good morning.

Good morning.

I, um...

I have something to confess,

and I hope you won't be mad.

Liza, as long as you
are being honest,

I can never be mad.

Okay.

A few months ago,

I secretly submitted your book,

blind, without your
name, to Yaddo.

And they accepted you.

Oh.

Wow.

That is surprising news.

They recognized your talent.

I really hope you do
this for yourself.

Take the time to
finish your book,

even if it means we're
apart for a few months.

Excuse me. Kelsey.

Morning.

Have you had a chance to review

my proposal for Inkubator?

I would love to make the
announcement together

at the party.

Um, Charles, it's the
hundredth anniversary.

I don't wanna steal
Empirical's thunder.

Not at all.

You're making us more relevant.

Hey, you told me
not to say anything,

and I didn't, but I cannot have
Charles make that announcement.

I know. I'll take care of it.

I really need you to.

I will. I promise.

- Amazing.

This entire company started
when my grandfather won

the foreign rights to a
Fitzgerald short story

in a poker game.

Seriously?

Yeah.

Who could've imagined?

He was a disrupter.

Like you and Kelsey,

with Inkubator.

Before we go in,
there's something

that I need to tell you.

Something else?

Kelsey sent the
Inkubator proposal

to a bunch of VCs for valuation.

Was this before or
after she gave it to me?

I don't know.

But the bottom line is,

Kelsey wants to take
Inkubator out on her own.

I see.

I asked her not to tell you yet

because I didn't want anything
to spoil your evening, but...

Kelsey's going to
leave Empirical.

And you?

I'm not going anywhere.

And I'm not leaving you.

Liza, I knew that
Kelsey sent the proposal

to outside investors.

- You knew?
- Why didn't you say anything?

I wanted to hear
it from you first.

Wait, so you were testing me?

Maybe.

In a way, I was.

But you passed.

Come on.

Oh, my God, I am so proud of us.

This feels like my Hot
Mitzvah all over again.

Can you believe it's
been a hundred years?

Yeah, and you've barely been
working here a hundred minutes.

Hey, say hello to my hot date.

Denise! Hi.

Sweetheart, I am so impressed.

I mean, all I wanna do
is read, read, read.

- Okay, calm down, Mommy.

You know, I really
wanted to invite Max,

but he doesn't know
we're back together yet

even though
astrally, he gave me,

like, the most amazing head.

- Oh.
- Honey, get out of your head.

- Call the man.
- Okay, I know.

I'm just... I wanna find

the most romantic
spot for our reunion.

Ooh, why don't you
"Sleepless in Seattle" him?

Invite him to meet you

on the top of the
Empire State Building.

No, I mean my generation's
romantic spot, but...

Serendipity.

Because it is serendipitous

that you two bumped
into each other.

Plus the frozen hot chocolate.

Yes! Mom! You're a genius.

Oh.

Oh, my God. It's Max.

He, um... He wants
to meet me now.

- Hospital cafeteria.
- Okay.

- But-but-but what about...
- What about the party?

Lauren, go.

- Come on. Love can't wait.
- Go, sweetheart.

- Go!
- Okay, okay, okay.

Oh, my God.

But make sure the DJ
keeps the energy up, okay?

So let's go have a shot?

Oh, yeah.

- Juniper berries.
- Yeah.

- It's made of juniper...
- Juniper berries.

I like that idea.

Plant-based. You know what?

Seriously... seriously, though,

I really admire your ability
to keep creating art.

- Oh, please.
- I mean, I have no choice.

It's the only thing
I know how to do.

I wanted to be an artist.

But I didn't have the guts.

So I got into teaching instead.

Well, it's never too late.

I mean, you just
have to be fearless.

Oh, yeah, I think
it is too late.

You are like everything
I've always wanted to be.

A true artist.

Thanks, Cass.

And that's probably why

when I heard Kamila
was hitting on you,

it was just too much for
my fragile little ego.

- I'm so sorry.
- Just stop.

You know what? You
are too good for her.

Leaving her may be

the best thing that
ever happened to me

because I realized I
was defining myself

by a hot woman and a
prestigious-sounding job.

- Thanks.
- Thank you.

- I got it.
- No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

- Split. We'll split it.
- Oh, please.

Here. Here, here, here.

40 bucks? Really?

I mean...

This barely covers the cocktails

before the wine came.

Then give me the goddamn check.

- I said I was taking you.
- Okay.

It's the least I can do after
almost ruining your career.

And then reviving it.

Oh, my.

I will Venmo you.

- Stop with that Venmo shit.
- I mean, like, I hate that.

How do you get the
money out of the phone?

Oh, I don't know what it is.

I have no idea.

I think it's a
streaming service.

- Hey, babe.
- Hi.

- Sorry I'm late.

This is a great party.

Yeah.

It's kind of like
my farewell bash.

It's all done. Charles knows.

Now we just have to
figure out who to go with.

Ooh.

These guys.

They're basically tripling

what Charles offered
you on a first round,

plus they've got a
sick track record.

Think you've heard of Uber?

Wow.

I love their valuation.

Uh, what's the 20% participation

to the Triboro
Building Corporation?

Isn't that... isn't that you?

Yeah, that's my piece for
putting the deal together.

You're not an investment bank.

You just sent the email.

- Exactly.
- My connections have value.

Are you serious here?

Babe, if you don't wanna
do it, don't do it.

Stay with Empirical. No
one's forcing your hand.

But I'm not gonna get
screwed here either.

Well, what do you think
you're doing to me?

Geez, I thought
you'd be thrilled.

You know that if I was
offering this deal to a guy,

there wouldn't
even be a question.

What are you saying?

Just that I feel like you want

special privileges
for being a woman.

- No offense.
- Oh, none taken.

But you can take your percentage

and shave it up your
misogynistic ass.

- Excuse me.
- Oh.

What exactly did
you say to Charles?

The truth, like you asked me to.

I don't think those
outside investors

are going to amount to anything.

And also, I have

the absolute worst taste in men.

Yeah, I know.

Hey, look, Charles isn't mad.

Just go up and give a speech

about how much you
love Empirical.

Yeah, you're right.

You're right.

That's what I'm gonna do.

Excuse me. Is this on?

Excuse me.

Oh, hi.

Hi.

Kelsey Peters here.

I just wanna
express my gratitude

for being part of
such an amazing story

and publishing history.

Books, literature, stories

have always been
a passion of mine.

I grew up

reading the great authors
published by Empirical.

Never once in my
dreams did I think

that I would be lucky
enough to actually work here

and help a generation

of new writers find an audience.

Charles

the day I met you was the
luckiest day of my life.

You took a chance
on a young girl

with little more than enthusiasm

and an English degree from
a second-rate college.

To this day, I don't
know why you chose me.

I can't imagine a
more brilliant mentor.

You inspire me every day

with your determination
and passion

and genuine love
for what you do.

And if I've learned
one thing from you,

it's that in order to succeed,

you must take a risk.

And that's why I'm ready
to take one of my own.

You're my family.

You always will be.

But it's time for me to
write my next chapter.

And just know that no
matter what my future holds,

I owe it all to you.

I'm happy for her.

I... I guess she really
did get her funding.

Yeah, I guess she did.

- Thanks for dinner.
- I had a really nice time.

I had a great time too.

- So nice to make a new friend.
- It's not easy at this age.

Yeah. Well, this is me.

Oh.

- Uh...

- Good night.
- Good night.

I really like you,
you know that?

I really like you too.

And you still owe
me a pair of tits.

You know where to
find 'em, hot stuff.

And don't forget, be fearless.

Is everything okay?

Yeah.

What was that for?

I was just taking your advice.

Being fearless.

Oh.

- English breakfast tea.
- Two Splendas, right?

- Oh, my God, you remember.
- Of course.

I remember everything
about our time together.

Max, I have not been able
to stop thinking about you

since you saved
my father's life.

Oh, it's nothing a first-year
resident couldn't have done.

Yes, but you did it,
and I... I don't know.

I just feel like it's
the universe's way

of bringing us together.

Lauren, there hasn't been a day

I haven't thought about you.

And at first, it was
because I was hurt.

- But...
- Yeah.

Then I thought about
how authentically

you lived your life,

and whenever I had
an issue, I thought,

WWLD?

What would Lauren do?

Oh, my God, Max! I'm gonna cry.

And I thought Lauren would trust

her real, honest feelings

and would never
question anything

that stretched the capacity
of the human heart.

No. Never.

That's why I'm so happy
we found each other again.

Oh, my God, me too.

I have been dying

to introduce you to my fiancé.

Wh...

Hi, Lauren.

I have heard so much about you.

- Hey.
- Hey.

You know, but I never
imagined petite.

I always thought you'd be a
little more... you know...

- Zaftig?
- Yeah.

- Ah.

Well, I am Shelley
Winters on the inside.

- I told you.

I told you she's funny.

- So how did you two...

Oh, well, I had my eyes
on this one for years.

- Aww.

So I wanna thank you

for encouraging
this fabulous man

to be exactly who he is.

- Aww.

- I'm kvelling.

I mean, gay men are really the
only guys I can get behind.

And actually...

I would be more than happy
to get behind both of you.

Are you open?

She's so funny.

She's not kidding.

- Yeah, no, I'm not kidding.
- Come on, guys.

WWLD?

Nice night.

Yeah, it really was.

You're gonna have your
hands full without Kelsey.

I know.

It's gonna be weird having
her as a competitor.

Oh, I think your
friendship can handle it.

I'm just glad you told me.

Yeah, me too.

- Good night.
- Good night.

Hey.

If I hadn't gotten into Yaddo,

would you have let me know?

Um...

I don't know.

Maybe not.

Yeah.

Yeah, why bother?

Since I didn't even
know you applied.

Would've just been
your little secret.

Right.

Hey.

We're not gonna make it, are we?

I don't think so.

So now I have this
amazing company

and no investor.

Can't believe I didn't realize

Rob was such a
manipulative tool.

Oh, I could've told you that.

But unfortunately,
that's the opinion

you've always had of me, so...

Clare, I am so sorry.

I hope that you can forgive me.

I do.

I'm just...

I'm sorry you had to
find out the hard way.

Forgive me for getting so upset?

Oh, my God, you had
every right to be.

And I'm only staying
here a short time.

I promise.

Well, when you get tired

of listening to Gemma
cry all night here,

you can always come and
listen to her at my place.

I've got a fold-out couch
that's pretty comfy.

Thank you.

Oh, of course.

After all, we tunnel sisters
have to stick together.

- Right.
- Bye, Gemma.

- Bye.
- Come get her tomorrow, Daddy.

- Mm-hmm.
- Yeah.

Let's go.

- Bye.
- Bye.

She's pretty great.

Yeah.

You know, her pull-out
might be more comfortable

than sleeping in
bed with Lauren.

Yeah, about that.

I kinda think you and Lauren

should just have this
place for yourselves.

What?

Where are you gonna go?

Landlord here's going through
a pretty nasty divorce

and needed to sell quickly,
so I put in an offer.

- What?
- Mm-hmm.

- Like, on the whole building?
- Uh-huh.

It's four apartments
plus Inkburg, so...

That's amazing. Josh!

And amazingly expensive.

A whole entire building
in Williamsburg?

Yeah, well, I mean, I'm
doing pretty well, so...

Oh.

Plus it's, like, an insane deal.

I couldn't say no.

I could always
just pull the offer

and invest in you
and your company.

I'm serious. Come on.

Hey, I really
believe in you, Kels.

That means so much to me.

But I can't let you
do that.

I'm gonna figure
it out, I promise.

Okay, I gotta go
downstairs and open up,

but if you need anything,
holler, neighbor.

- Okay, landlord.

No way.

No way.

Wow.

Where did that come from?

Belonged to my grandfather.

- It's beautiful.
- Hmm.

Did he win that in
a poker game too?

No.

But he did give it to me
when I went to college.

I actually banged out

the first half of "Henry
Cane" on this thing.

Something about
striking the keys

inspires me.

It's like playing an instrument.

I love it.

It's very old-school.

Yeah.

Well, that's me.

Old-school kinda guy.

Um, Liza, sit down.

We need to talk about the
working arrangement here.

I think that as Empirical
goes into this next chapter,

I'm gonna have to
make some changes.

I was thinking the same thing.

I figured you'd want me
to tender my resignation.

Well

you know I would give
you the best references.

I appreciate that.

But we're not gonna
do that dance again.

Kelsey is gone,

and I need someone
to run this place

while I am at Yaddo.

Seriously?

Yeah.

And maybe longer,

depending on how things go.

I've spent enough years looking
over other writers' shoulders.

You don't think it's too late

to start a second
career, do you?

Never.

Charles...

Thank you.

No, Liza.

Thank you.

- No.
- Yes.

I was sandwiched between them.

- Girl, work.
- Stop!

So you don't have just
one guy, you have two.

Yes.

So are you in a throuple?

Liza, throuple, no.

No, no, no, no, no. That
is so your generation.

Listen, I am free and I am
happily non-heteronormative.

Well, honey, stay that way

because when love finally
bites you in the ass,

there ain't nothing
you can do about it.

Wait a minute, did
I just hear you say

you're in love?

I don't know. I don't know.

But you know what they
say about love and hate.

It's two sides of the same coin.

And, you know, I
guess that means

there's gotta be
something there.

- Ahh! To Maggie in love!

Yes! To Maggie in love.

Oh, I'm gonna be miserable
for the rest of my life.

Ugh. Hi, guys. Oh, my God.

I'm so sorry I'm late.

- I just heard the news.

- Congratulations!
- I couldn't be happier.

Yes, say hello to the new
editor in chief of Empirical.

- Whoo-hoo!

Thank you. Thank you.

Whose first order of
business is hiring you back.

Okay, well, I actually
have some news of my own.

I found a backer for my company.

- Oh, my God.
- Fantastic.

Yes, they heard about it

and just contacted
me out of the blue.

Who?

It's someone we've
worked with for years.

Who loves and supports
women and female voices,

and they've been right under
our nose this entire time.

I can't believe I
didn't think to ask!

- Who?
- Come on! Give it up!

Kelsey!

- Hello Sunshine.

- What?!
- Reese Witherspoon's company.

They love me, and they
love my business plan.

They wanna take

a huge equity
stake in Inkubator.

- Kelsey, this is incredible!
- This is awesome!

There's one catch.

You have to play "Legally
Blonde" on a loop?

The company is not gonna
be based in New York.

So I'm moving to Los Angeles.

- Okay. I'm shook.

But I am so proud of you, baby.

Yes. I'm coming to visit.

- Get a pool.

And I am going to get us
another round of drinks.

- Please.
- Kelsey, this is so... amazing.

- All right.
- Ahh, it's fabulous!

How did this happen?

Hi. Excuse me? Sir?

Sir?

Hello? Hello!

Ah.

Hello!

I need some help over here.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Hey.

- You don't wave a shoe.
- Oh.

You never wave a shoe.

You know, in Thailand,

that's considered
a capital offense.

And you've been to Thailand?

- Ah, no.
- But I have been to Myanmar.

Which used to be Burma.

- Back in the day.
- I knew that.

Sorry. I didn't see you there.

Really?

Because you know what?

I've been right here,

by your side,

all along.

So are these real, or...

- Yeah.
- Can you wash 'em off?

I mean, this arm is
actually all fake.

- None of these are real.

- None of those are real?
- This is all real.

Oh, so you could technically
wash all those off.