06x17 - Getting There

[bunniefuu]

How's it going there, Adam?

Huh?

Great, great, great.

Seems like you're on
a roll there.

Yeah.

Seems like you've been
on a roll for about six hours.

What's going on?
You stuck again?

Hmm?

No, no, actually...

I'm not. My story
feels really good.
I just need an ending.

You think you'll finish?

Deadline for Burke's class
is Friday.

I know.

Yeah, but I thought you were
all hung up on getting one
of those lit. magazine spots
he's been dangling.

I am.

What's going on
with you?

What is that look?

You remember when that thing
with Justin happened,

we agreed that the whole point
of that was that we...

not do anything too rash?

Relax and...

see how things turn out
and let things develop?

Yeah.

Mm-hmm. Well, here's the thing.
For me, um...

things are pretty developed.

Right now.

And I'm kind of...

I'm ready for them
to turn out already.

Well...

[chuckles]

[theme song playing]

♪ Everybody wants to live ♪

♪ Like they wanna live ♪

♪ And everybody wants to love ♪

♪ Like they wanna love ♪

♪ Everybody wants to be ♪

♪ Closer to free ♪

♪ Closer to free ♪

[Holly]
I just don't get why
it won all those awards.
I mean...

how am I supposed to
even care whether they
fell back in love or not?

I mean, she's nothing
but a shrew
the whole way through.

Yeah.

She sure could
sell though.

You think I'd be good
at selling?

Bailey, how come the only person
you liked was the drug dealer?

What's that about?

Well, his father too.

The guy who was like
a marine or whatever.

You're gonna think
this is funny, but, but

I always wondered
if that would be good for me.

To be, like, a super-elite
trained warrior.

Bailey...

What? That's a joke.

Sort of.

[Holly sighs in exasperation]
I mean...

Relax. I mean,
everywhere we go, you're like,

"Ooh, cable-car driver,
bank teller, mime artist.

Would that be
a good job for me?"

Well, I have my whole future
to figure out, Holly.

Yeah.

I know. I'm sorry.

I didn't mean that
it's not important.

No.

Just give it a rest.

Yes.

Maybe.

-Wow.
-Just for one night.

Wowie.

Tired of me already.

Three and a half dates,
and she's already sick of me.

-I didn't know they were dates.
-What?

You haven't called them
that before.

I just wasn't sure...

Not sure about us?

No, hey, listen.

Any doubts that I'm having
right now are about
my professional future.

As far as my personal
future goes...

-What?
-[sighs]

-Not that I'm taking
anything for granted...
-No...

I mean, a person
would have to be kissed

At least in order for that
to happen, wouldn't you think?

Kissed?

Hm.

At least.

Hello, sis.

Sorry to break up
the lovey-dovey.

Fiona, what are you
doing here?

Lend us a fiver, eh?

Come on then, the cabbie's
been waiting over an hour.

He's got to be paid.
Oh, and give him a bit
of a tip, would you?

He's been very patient
waiting for you.

Hello.

Hi.

Looks like I'm gonna be
late again tonight.

Got another meeting
with the engineers.

Every time I answer
their questions,

they come up with,
like, 25 more.

That's nice.

[sighs]
Kirsten,
God, you look...

Horrible. I know.

Morning sickness.

Okay, you know what?

I'm canceling
everything I have till lunch.

No, Charlie, don't.

No, no, look. You know
how much I don't like
management stuff anyway.

But I'm fine.

[muffled retching]

Oh, boy.

You all right?

Ugh.

Where was I?

Oh, yeah.

I'm fine.

[Charlie pouring coffee]

In fact,

I'm better than fine.

No, I mean it.
Y-you want to know why?

'Cause feeling like this...

it means I'm pregnant.

Means the baby is growing.

Every breakfast I lose,

I'm one toss closer
to having our baby.

You make me laugh.
Do you know that?

Hey.

Laugh all you want,

but you could stand to look
at your job that way too.

Oh, yeah?

How's that?

You always say you can't wait
till your lines are all going,

so you can get back
to designing.

So maybe if you looked at

all these hassles
as steps toward that goal

they'd give you less pain
and more pleasure.

[chuckles]

You make me laugh.

[dramatic music playing]

Darn it.
What's the matter with me?

Todd, I know you're stressed,
but just...

relax. I mean,
you've got the job.

Who else could Fraley
possibly pick to do it?

I don't know.
Martin, maybe?

Martin? Mm, Mr. Monobrow.

That guy is so lame.

Claudia, he went to Juilliard.

So? He doesn't have
your bow control,

your vibrato, phrasing. Look, thanks, but

you gotta say that.
I mean, it's, like, in
the girlfriend handbook
or something.

Todd, I'm not just saying that.
It's true.

Look, who cares anyway?
It's just first chair.
It's no big deal.

It is a big deal.
I mean, it matters
who gets this.

That's why
you should feel...

You should feel good
'cause you deserve it.

You totally deserve it.

[classical violin music playing]

Hey, Mr. Fraley.

Hey.

Oh, don't tell me
I left the scores in the car.

About first chair.

Wow, what a tough decision
that must be.

Yeah, tough, but lately,
she's stood out.

She?

You mean, who? C-Claudia?

Me?

Yeah.

You, starting tomorrow.

First chair
on that jingle session.

[Mr. Fraley]
I gotta go get the sheets.

W-wow, Claud.

Um, that's...

Way to go.

Hey, Adam.

-Wake up. I made lattes.
-What?

-Don't worry, mine's decaf.
-What's mine?

What do you think? Look at you.
You're about to pass out.

Yeah?

Well, you can't pass out,
'cause I'm wide awake. Here.

What?

If you're thinking
about more sex...

Unh-unh.

No, I feel like talking.

Talk. Yeah.

Ab-about what?

I don't know. Anything.

Look...

Julia, don't...
don't get me wrong

'Cause these last
couple of hours
have been... Wow.

Yeah. Me too.

But, but right now...

every cell in my body
is screaming for sleep. Okay?

Okay, okay, well, then,
I'll talk, and you listen.

-With my eyes open?
-Because while I was
making the lattes

I had, like, a million ideas.
I mean, the first half
of my story

needs to have one point of view,
but the second half, I mean...

Wait, you know what?
I know what
the device should be.

Hang on. Hold on.
Don't move.

[sighs softly]

[dance music playing]

[knock at door]

Hello?

Holly?

[Fiona]
Bailey.

Sorry, I was in the loo.

Fiona, thank God.

I thought this place got robbed.

Robbed? No.

Just created a bit of a studio
for my creating.

Oh.

Uh, where's Holly?

I don't know.

Maybe she's not back
from work yet.

[giggles]

Uh, creating what exactly?

Didn't Holly tell you?

I'm a fashion designer.

Oh, right.

But... what exactly?

Oh. Well...

That.

That's the ticket. Yes.

This little number.

Professional omniwear.

Attractive, tasteful,

appropriate for all sorts
of situations...

Business, you know,
social things.

And it is made of a fabric
that you can wear
indoors or out.

What is that, rubber?

Yes. And it comes in shades
that will match any

stylish professional's wardrobe. I should own more orange.

You know what?

If I get enough of these
in the boutiques by summertime,

it could pay for a trip
to the fall fashion shows
to Milan

which could be the launching pad
for the whole FBE line.

FBE?

Fiona... Baggins... Europe.

Kind of like DKNY, only larger.

Oh, well, I know.
I might be getting
a bit ahead of myself,

but I'll have a good time
in Milan, won't I?

Sure, why not?

Hello, sis.

Fiona.

What?

What the hell do you think
you're doing?

What?

Nothing.

[Holly]
Nothing. Excuse me.

Milan.

Wow.

You never prepared me for that.

Don't even get me started.

She thinks big though.
That's for sure.

Bailey, please.

Do you know about FBE?

-Huh?
-It's never gonna happen.

None of it.

Believe me, she will have
forgotten about it tomorrow.

I've seen it happen
a thousand times.

What?

[sighs]
She gave up university
to go traveling

She gave that up for God knows
how many different day jobs,

and she gave that up
to follow a yogi.

I mean, she spends so much
bloody time trying
to find herself

that it just gets her
even more lost.

Right, but you're not
saying that she should
give up trying, are you?

I mean...

how else is she supposed
to find the thing that she loves
enough not to give up on?

Oh, Bailey,
of course not.

She's my older sister,
and I love her.

But she's 27 years old.

Quite frankly, the more
she keeps on changing her mind,

the more I wonder
whether this thing
actually exists.

Oh, God, I'm sorry.
It's not your problem.

Ah, forget it.

We've got better things
to talk about.

Holly...

What?

The...the thing, whatever,
her calling.

That has to exist.

Right?

Bailey, I wasn't
talking generally.

I was just talking
about her.

Yeah.

Mrs. Wong. Hi.

Charlie Salinger. Um...

So sorry to keep
you waiting.

That's okay.

I was just looking over
your latest line.
Very impressive.

Oh!

Good, good.
I'm glad you like it.

The new stuff that we're making
is a lot different than...

the stuff you've purchased
from us in the past.

In the past?
What do you mean?

I'm sorry, Ms. Wong,
but aren't you from

Suite's Discount Furniture
in Boise?

No, I'm a buyer
for Discount Suites Hotels
in Phoenix.

A few months ago,
I saw your booth
at the furniture expo.

I apologize.

I'm not normally so...

We're a little
understaffed right now.

Why don't I bring you
up to speed on our situation?

-Okay.
-We're repositioning.

sh**ting for
a more upscale customer

Which means major remodeling.

Your designs feel hand-crafted

And that's the sensibility
we're after.

Ah, here it is.

Well, that's great.

We have 72 hotels.

Each with about 50 rooms.

Each room has two chairs.

We want those chairs
to be yours, Mr. Salinger.

Your Diana chairs.

Wow.

That's like...

a billion chairs or something.

More like 7000 or so.

Well, um...

For us, it's kind of
the same thing.

See,

We're a small operation,
Ms. Wong.

So get bigger.

Right, well, that

means delays and start-up costs
that you'd have to absorb.

Fine. Work it out,
and we'll talk.

-I'll be in town
for two more days.
-Wait, I...

You don't understand,
what I'm trying
to tell you is that

I'm not sure
that we can handle this. You aren't actually thinking
of turning us down, are you?

No, no, I, uh...

[sighs]

I don't know.

I'm telling you, Griffin,
I don't think it works that way.

She has to use the pedal
to get it going.

No, no, no, she, she just has
to turn it manually.

These old machines
don't have flywheels
to transfer the torque...

You're wrong.
It's foot pressure. Here...

Here, Fiona, you have to feather
the pedal like this.

Guys.

[man]
I can adjust this.
Look, just inside the arm--

Now, I'll push
your foot for you.

Did you make these shoes?

They're very nice.

Guys.

-[both] What?
-We're taking the machine
back to Holly's place.

-[both] Why?
-[Bailey] Because

She's got to finish her pieces
so she can show them
around boutiques

And she's only going
to be around for
a couple more days.

Oh, but you know,
I was thinking I really ought
to stay here a bit longer.

Yeah, but, Fi, dear,
what about that wedding

that you have to
get back to in London?

Oh, good point, sis.

What she really wants
is me out of her flat.

You can stay
on my couch.

No, no, no, there's plenty
of room in the house here.

-Excuse me?
-I really can't stay
and watch this.

I have to go to school.

-Will you be all right
with this?
-Yeah.

-Trouble.
-Oh, trouble.

[sighs]

Okay, Fiona,
you ready for work?

I lined up a bunch
of appointments
for you today.

What's the big deal, Bay?
Why does it matter so much
if she goes back to work now?

Look, it matters.

Okay? She's been
working on this thing
For a long time, Will.

And we're talking about
her future. Right, Fiona?

Well, couldn't I stay
and finish my coffee first?

You remember FBE?

Yes.

You wouldn't want it to turn out
to be FBS, would you?

[Fiona sighs]

Bloody hell, no.

[Bailey]
Let's go.

Come on.

See ya, fellas.

So, let's see.

20,000 square feet
at $30 per foot, per year.

[Charlie]
Dale, I don't get it.
I mean, why is this place

so much higher
than all the others?

[Dale]
This is a choice
industrial setup.

You got your
heavy power sourcing

Warehouse and
distribution facilities,

not to mention
your T-com infrastructure.

T-com?

Dale, I just need a place
to make some chairs.

I mean, how complicated
can that be?

What about zoning? Highway access?

Insurance? Waste management?

What are your
utility needs?

All that without mentioning
the T word. -T-com?
-Taxes.

Now, we can figure out
a tax-deferred exchange

Or maybe some kind of
sale/leaseback option.

Dale, look, I gotta level
with you here.

Okay, it's like you're speaking
a foreign language

that I took a semester of
in college.

I'm only getting, like,
every fifth word.

Sounds like you need
some professional help there,
Mr. Salinger.

Well, Dale,
that's why I called you.

[sighs]

Aren't you the expert?

Yeah, but it's your
business strategy.

And I could show you
a million factories,

but I can't tell you
what's best for you,
now, can I?

What are you doing?

-Hey.
-Hey.

I'm just writing.

Hm, here? You trying
to hide from me?

[chuckles]

-Whoa. What are you doing?
-[Julia chuckles]

What does it feel like?

Feels like you're trying
to start something.

Trying? I'm starting it.

Julia.

-Mm.
-Are you by any chance
procrastinating?

-What?
-The stories are due Friday,

and you told me last night
that you were throwing out
half your draft.

That's right, because
I came up with such
a good idea for an ending,

I had to rewrite
the middle to fit it in.

So...

So, the reason I came up
with such an excellent ending
was this.

My...my earlobe?

Sex. -Sex?
-Mm-hmm.

[giggles]

You know, it always
affected me this way,

makes me all wirish.

Never knew what it
would do for my writing.

Huh. Huh?

Huh what? The appropriate
one-word response is "rawrr."

Yeah.

Except what if it does
the opposite thing to me?

I mean, what if sex makes me
a blissed-out senseless blob?

Huh. Exactly.

Well, can't you have sex
and then drink
caffeine afterwards?

No, it doesn't
wake up my mind.

And the stories
are due Friday.

-Remember?
-I remember.

[approaching footsteps]

Julia. Come on.

Okay.

So...

What if I help you
work on your story?

Will you?

As soon as you work on mine.

Work on it, Adam.

Okay, the ad agency needs
this track in an hour.

So take a look at it,
and we'll start in a minute.

Want me to rub your hands
or anything?

Warm them up?

'Cause, you know,
when you get nervous...

No, I'm okay.

No, this is something
a beginner could play.

Of course,

a beginner doesn't have to set
the dynamics for everybody

or pick up the tempo
or give the cues.

Todd.

I know what first chair does.

Are you okay?

Why wouldn't I be?

I don't know but if,
you know, you were upset
or something, I'd...

-I'd understand.
-I'm not upset.

Just, I mean, I was a little
bummed out yesterday,

but then I realized,
hey, you got beaten
by Claudia Salinger.

That happened, like,
every week in junior high.

Not every week.

[Mr. Fraley]
All right, everybody.
Let us nail this.

Claudia, yes?

Yes.

Yes.

[music begins]

[plays off-key]

I'm... I'm sorry.

Yeah, second b*at, bar four,
we're playing B natural.

Okay. Yeah, okay.

[Mr. Fraley]
Okay.

All right, everybody,
from the top.

[music begins]

[plays off-key]

[music stops]

-What is this...
-Yeah, um...

I know you're under
a lot of pressure,

it's your first day,
but we have a deadline.

No, I know, I'm sorry.
I'll, I'll get it.

Yeah, okay.

[Mr. Fraley]
One more time.

[music starts]

[plays off-key and stops] [Mr. Fraley clears throat]

[indistinct murmuring]

[whispering]
I'm sorry.

[sighs]

Hey, what are you
doing here, man?

-"Pell Aptitude Survey?"
-Yeah.

What's that?

You know. It's one of these
tests that tells you
what you're good at.

Well, what does it say?

-[Bailey sighs]
-What should you be
when you grow up?

According to this one...

restaurant manager.

[sighs]

I'm sorry, man.

You gotta admit, that's...

Yeah.

So what are you doing here?

Uh...

Well...

good news, I guess.

We just landed this...

huge, huge, big order
from, uh...

Discount Suites.

Discount Suites,
the hotel chain?

Yeah.

For approximately
a billion chairs or something.

[exhales]
Wow. Charlie,
that's awesome.

Yeah, yeah. Maybe a little
too awesome.

I mean, I've got to...
I've got to set up
a whole new factory.

Like, yesterday.

So, that's zoning and taxes
and financing, and...

Mm. Yeah, that stuff
can be a drag.

Yeah. You've been there.

Yeah, sure have.

So, anyway, the thing is,
I really can't do it

and still run the plant
that we already have, so...

I mean, if I can't find someone
who can help me out,

who I trust...

Wait a minute.

-You're not saying...
-Look, I...

I know you don't want
a career in
the furniture business, but...

I just thought, you know,
while you're kicking around,
it might not be such a bad idea

to partner up on this one
for a while.

Charlie, no.

Come on, man.

You know how
I'm feeling right now.

I'm starting
from scratch here.

I'm sitting here filling out
"Who am I?" tests,
for God's sake.

Exactly. I mean, so how could it
hurt you to work with me?

And, you know,
make some good money,
maybe learn something?

It will hurt me
the same way it hurt me
to run the restaurant, Charlie.

I wasted so much time.

Bailey, you're 21 years old.

You've got plenty of time.

Look, I'm not talking
about years, here, okay?

I'm just talking about months.

Just till I get this thing
off the ground.

You don't understand. I'm scared right now, Charlie.

Okay? I'm scared that
I'm going to look and look

and still not find
what I'm supposed to be doing.

And that might not seem
like a big deal to you right now

because you found it.

But me...

All I know is, any second
that I spend doing something
that's wrong...

I'm just that much further away
from finding what's right.

[footsteps approaching]

Hey, Will.
You had breakfast?

You know what?
I love that guy and all, but...

what does he have
that I don't have, huh?

A tattoo?

An old limp?
I can get those.

Here, kick me.
Right here in the shin.
Come on, kick me.

[Bailey]
Wait a minute.

-[Bailey] Griffin?
-[Will] Yeah.

I tried, man.
I guess she goes
for that Brando act.

[Will]
He's taking her
to Alcatraz.

Taking her to Alcatraz today?

She can't go to Alcatraz today.

Bailey.

-Hey.
-[Fiona] How's by you?

Good. How you doing?

Well, Griffin has
invited me to Alcatraz.
Isn't that fun?

Uh, no, not fun.

It's out of the question,
is what it is. You can't.

-I can't?
-No, you can't. You've got
too much work to do.

I beg your pardon?

Bailey's right, man. I'm sorry.

What?

Griffin, she's got work to do.
I thought you knew that, man.

Yeah, didn't you know that?

Oh, I thought it was
up to her.

[Bailey]
Well, it isn't.

Well then, who's it up to?

What, you?

Yes, it is. Because I spent
all day lining up buyers
to look at her work.

But so far, there isn't
any work, is there?

Well, no.

Why not?

Well...
[sighs]

Oh, look, Bailey.

[Fiona]
I tried to get
an ensemble working

and all of a sudden,
I hear this voice

"Why bother?"

I mean, I'm just gonna be
this odd little bird

with little samples
in her purse.

I mean, who's gonna
buy anything off me?

Okay, so, so you're scared.

That's completely normal.

If you have doubts, that's fine.

Just remember

I'm here to help you
succeed, okay?

So tell me.

Tell me, what can I do
to make this work?

Well...

what would a designer need?

A fashion show.

A fashion show?

A fashion show.

[Bailey]
A fashion show.

Hey. Hey, I'm glad you're here.

Look, you left
so quickly yesterday.

I... I was worried
you were embarrassed
or something.

Embarrassed?

I don't know, I just
got rattled or something.

But that proves that I wasn't
the best choice, right?

'Cause the second Fraley
gave you first chair,

you got it, first take.

You know what, Claud?

I-I know what
you're trying to do,
so just cut the act, okay?

Act?

The fake humility.

Whenever you win,
you apologize. Every time.

And you make up
some lame reason
to explain it away.

You did the same thing
in seventh grade too,
all right?

What?

What are you talking about?

All right, I wanted first chair
but not like this.

'Cause you pitied me.

Oh, hold on.
Are you saying...

You actually think
I messed up on purpose?

Don't patronize me, all right?

I'm not that fragile, okay?

Oh, no?

What about your act?

Which wasn't very good,
by the way.

Pretending to support me

huh, being this nice guy
when really you were
completely against me.

I wasn't against you.

Oh, you were practically
praying I'd mess up.

I caught all those looks.

That's why I blew it.
Not to spare your feelings
but because of your feelings.

See, that's what
I'm talking about.
You can't handle competing.

I can't handle competing?

I can handle competing.

You want to see me competing?

Yeah, no problem.

You got it.

[school bell ringing]

Hey. Where you going?

Computer lab,
to type out my story.

-You're done?
-Pretty much.

Oh, 'cause I'm
kinda stuck again.

You know, that damn ending.

And Burke wants those tomorrow,
so I was thinking

-maybe I could use
a little help.
-You know what?

It is always about
the ending with you.

The ending? Well, no.
I mean, I fixed the middle...

No, no, not the end
of the story. The outcome.
The end of the process.

It's always about
what you get at the end.

-What are you talking about?
-The only reason you want me
right now

is to finish your story
so that you can get published.

-What?
-You've been up front
about why you want the sex.

You know, how it gets you
all wired and full of ideas.

Okay, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Of course, I would love
to get published.

But, Adam, that doesn't mean
I don't want you for you.

-Julia...
-I mean, come on.

When it's, when it's done,
when all the writing
is finished,

it's not gonna change
how I feel. I'm still
gonna want you, believe me.

Adam, what is so wrong
with wanting to get
published, anyway'?

-I mean, you want
to get published too.
-I never said that.

Of course you want that.
What's the point otherwise?

What is the point?

Julia, how can you say that?
The point is...

The reason for doing it
is doing it.

That is such a crock.

You're honestly trying
to tell me that
you wouldn't care?

That you would write something
even if people aren't
going to read it?

Adam, what are you doing?
You've been working
on that for days.

So I'll write it again.

It'll probably be better.

And the feeling of that...

would be better than sex.

[rock music playing on radio]

-Hey.
-Hey.

Where have you been?
They said you left work.

Sorry, I was just
driving around.

I wanted you to get me
more of this pink stuff.
I'm almost out.

More morning sickness, huh?

And afternoon sickness.
And dinnertime sickness.

And midnight sickness.

[Charlie sighs]

Remember when I said that

I was grateful
for every lost breakfast

and I wanted to savor
the journey or whatever?

Yeah.

Well, screw the journey.

I'm done with it.

Just give me the baby.
I'm ready.

[sighs wearily]

That was a joke.

I was trying
to make you laugh.

Thought it might help
if we laughed.

I'm sorry.

I've tried everything,

Kirsten. I mean,
I made calls,
I met with headhunters,

I even put an ad
on the Internet.

I mean, there is no one

no one on this short notice
that can do the job.

So I...

sat down to do it myself.

Ran all these numbers,
did all this legwork.

The more I did it,
the more I thought...

why?

[chuckles]
I mean, I can't stand
this stuff.

It's not the reason
why I took the job.

So what are you saying?

I'm saying that...

I'm gonna turn down
the order.

Are you sure?

I mean, I know
it's not fun and stuff,

but think about
what it gives you.

[sighs]

I mean, at a certain point,
the stuff that you're doing
to get someplace.

It's not just something
that you're passing through

I mean, it becomes your life.

And the life that I want
is supposed to be
something else.

I mean, it's supposed to be
spending time here.

With my, my pregnant wife.

It's supposed to be
spending time dreaming up
new ideas of stuff to build,
and not...

[sighs]
...finding new ways
to finance some factory.

I just...
[sighs]

I don't want that to be my life.

[funky party music playing]

[man]
Comin' up.

[Will]
You know,
I'm glad you asked.

Please note the
high-contrast stitching

All up and down the leg.

Now, you won't find that
on anything Donna Karan makes,

I can assure you.

That's, that's quality leather.
You can touch it. Thanks.

Could you turn around
for me please?

No.

I just wanted to see
how the seat tapers.

-Can't you see it from there?
-No.

-Could you just...
-Look, I'm not gonna
show you my ass, okay?

Hey. Okay, no orders yet,
but it's still early.

And a couple of these other
buyers might show up.

I told them I'd comp
their dinner if they did, so...

Well, if it happens,
it happens.

Either way,
God, it is just thrilling

to get to see my clothes
walking around.

It's brill.

Thanks, Bailey.

[giggles]

-Follow me.
-Okay.

Right this way. Bailey.

Holly. You got my message.

Yeah. What are you doing?
[Bailey sighs]

What we talked about.
Helping Fiona.

Yeah, but we never said
we'd do this.

We said we'd make
a couple of calls.

-We said we'd lend her
a sewing machine.
-I know, I know.

We never said we were
gonna spend any money.

I know, I know,
but it's no big deal.

No big deal?

I mean, why are you doing it?

Did it really freak you out
that much when I said
she might not find her calling

that it provoked you
to do all of this?

No, that's...

It's just, she needs a place
to show her stuff.

Otherwise, who's gonna buy it?

And, uh, who's buying it now?

Anyone?

No, not yet. But...

You're making exactly
the same mistake
my parents made.

They paid for her to go
to five different schools
in order to watch her flunk out.

I mean, you're giving her breaks
that she can't expect
from real life.

It's very kind of you,
but it doesn't get her anywhere.

It just makes her believe
she can spend more time
and more money

living in this fantasy.

-Holly, wait a minute.
-No.

You're really not
helping her here.

I'm sorry.

Not by a long sh*t.

[indistinct chatter]

[knock on door]

Hi. Hey.

I've been thinking
about what you said.

About, you know, process.

The getting there part,
the doing it.

You know what?

I'm sorry, I don't want
to talk about writing anymore.

Adam, I'm not. I'm talking
about "The Beginner's Guide
to Tantric Sex".

What?

It's a form of yoga.

You use sexual exercises to tap
into your creative energy.

Listen to this.

"Which allows the masters
to maintain their sexual stamina
for days at a time."

Days. Days.

[Julia clears throat]

'Cause the thing is,
you're probably right.

I get all freaked out
whenever I'm blocked,

Which, which must mean
I worry too much
about finishing stuff.

I worry too much
about what's at the end.

But the, the thing
with tantric sex is

It can't be about the end.

'Cause if you're
doing it right, well,
there sort of is no end.

[classical Indian music playing]

[knock at door]

-Hey.
-Look, Bailey...

-No, listen...
-No, listen,
you don't have to...

-I was wrong.
-I was wrong.

-No, you were right.
-You were right.

Okay, one at a time.

-You go first.
-Okay.

I shouldn't have done that.
Okay, I made a mistake.

She sold, like, two things.

Yeah, which she's at home
singing about.

Yeah, completely convinced
that she's launched
in the business.

Which she's utterly not. No, I...

I guess I just,
I was so desperate

to prove that she had found
the right thing for her...

because...

It would have been easier for me
to say, "Relax, Bailey.

You'll find the thing
that's right for you."

I totally led her down
the wrong path.

No.

You see, I think
that's where you're wrong.

What?

If you'd been
at my house last night

and seen that...

[chuckles]
...me sitting there
sweating my organic chemistry
midterm while

Fiona is dancing around
the living room with
her headphones on,

clutching this nine bucks
that she's made

from this hideous scarf
thing that she sold...

[chuckling]

It just made me realize that...

maybe I'm wrong about
some of this stuff.

'Cause I'm the one
who's allegedly going somewhere

and she's the one
who's allegedly going nowhere.

She seems to be doing
a hell of a lot more dancing
than me at the moment.

You know?

Yeah.

[playing scales]

You're sitting
in my chair, you know.

It's still my chair, Todd.

Fraley just let you
finish that take.

Fine, go ahead.

We'll see who's sitting there
in an hour.

[playing scales]

[plays "Dueling Banjos"]

[plays "Dueling Banjos"]

[plays response]

Wow.

That was Bluegrass.
Where did you learn that?

I... I don't know.

I guess I've always
practiced that tune

But you followed me
note for note.

No, your bowing...
I mean, all those
doublestops and...

I usually screw that up.
I only made it through
because of you.

Yeah, me too.

I'm still gonna go
for the first chair, you know.

Good.

[knock]

-Hey.
-Hey.

This a bad time?

No, no, no. Come on in.

What's up?

[sighs forcefully]

I was wondering...

You made it sound like
you might walk away
from that offer.

That billion-chair thing.

-Uh-huh.
-Well, did you?

Well, I mean, they haven't
called back yet, but...

Don't turn that
order down, Charlie.

That would be a huge mistake.

Well, that's easy
for you to say, Bailey.
You don't have to do
all the work.

No, I wouldn't have to
if you turn the order down.

What?

Would you take that order
if I came on with you?

If you had me around here
to help you with all
the expansion stuff?

Of course I would.
But the last time
we talked, you...

I know. I know, but...

here's the thing...

[sighs]

I think it might take me
a little while to find
what I want.

And for me to run around

being afraid that I don't know
all the answers right now

is the perfect way for me
to make another huge mistake.

I'll just jump right into
the next wrong thing
that feels halfway right.

I don't want to do that.

Plus, you know,
it'd be better than
sitting around all day.

It'd be a lot better, Charlie.

I'd be working with you.

So what do you say?

Does that sound okay?

[sighs]

Sounds good to me.

[exhales in relief]

So what was that
last one called again?

-The elephant kiss, I think.
-Hmm.

Wow. Huh.

And we're still
in the foreplay chapter, huh?
Mm-hmm.

Only 400 pages left.

So where did you go
back there?

After the butterfly stampede.
Seemed like your mind wandered.

Don't be mad.

I had an idea,
a story idea.

That's okay.

I don't mind.

You know, if you want to write
something down...

No.

You know what?
I'm more in the mood
for reading.

[clears throat]

[clears throat]

What's his problem?

I think that was
the international sign for,

"Pay your check and get out
of here because I want
to go home."

Oh, my God.
What happened there?

We were having dessert,
and now it's two hours later.

Yeesh.

[clears throat]

Mm...

So...

So?

Uh, maybe we should
go somewhere else?

Like?

I don't know. Like, um...

home?

Maybe?

Yeah, we could do that.

On the other hand,
what's the rush?

We've got
a nice table here,

candle.

We've got each other.

Why not just stay here
for a while?

You make a beautiful point.