All language subtitles for Ugly Betty s01e11 Swag.eng

Hey! Ow!

Sorry. Didn't see you.

Betty, is that-- is that you?

I came back to pack
the rest of my things.

Amanda left them on the floor.

Oh, considerate of her.

Thought it'd be better
if I came back at night,

in case I cried,

but so far, no tears.

It's a new year, new job.

It's just one floor down,
same building, same elevators.

It's not like I'm never
gonna see any of you again.

Still, I don't imagine
there's much swag at M.Y.W.

No.

I'll definitely miss the perks.

Anyway, you know, I should probably get
going. I don't wanna miss the train.

I think you'll find the trains run all night.
Can I just have a quick look at that bag?

You know what? It's holding up
so beautifully, the quality...

Give it here.

This is a knockoff, isn't it?

Christina...

This looks like the bag that
the guy sells on the corner.

Oh, this is the bag that
the guy sells on the corner.

- I love it all the same.
- Betty, what happened to the Gucci?

Nothing... bad.

Nothing good,
if it's not hanging from your shoulder.

Well, I can explain.

Right. Start now.

Okay... okay.

So... well, it all started with
the stampede. Four months ago...

No, I gotta go.

Did I miss it?

Crap! Crap, crap! Crap!

Dignity, Amanda.

I guess it's too
late for that now.

Prada trumps passion, Daniel.

Christina just posted
the sign-up sheet.

Sign-up sheet?

She's cleaning the
closet tomorrow--

the winter fashions from the last three
issues. Christina needs to get rid of them

to make room for the spring
collections coming in.

Freebie couture is
the staff perk.

You know, you really should
take a trip down there, Betty.

They might have some...
socks in your size.

Okay.

That the stuff on Oshi?

Yes.

Back issues with his fall
and winter collections,

a profile from last february's
interview and his autobiography.

He has an autobiography?

"Oshi on Oshi," by Oshi.

I think those are supposed
to be his glasses.

Super-sized icon of
minimal fashion, Oshi,

will be steamrolling
into Gotham tomorrow

to unveil his spring collection
to the editors of "Mode,"

where he debuted his
collections for years,

due to his extremely
close friendship

with former editor-in-chief,
Fey Sommers.

Fey's tragic death in a
fiery car crash last month

left him devastated.

Fey was so... minimal.

And now the question
on everybody's mind--

will the fashion heavyweight hit
it off with Fey's replacement,

himbo playboy Daniel Meade?

I'm thinking no-shi.

Well, I'm thinking yes-shi.

Thanks, I appreciate
that, Betty,

but we need Oshi business,

and I have nothing in common with
the man, I don't speak japanese,

I don't wear white, I have never
eaten an entire shark at one meal.

He'll love you, Daniel.

It's all about relationships
with the japanese.

My first meal with
him has to be perfect.

Well, you have the chef's table
at Masa on wednesday night

- at 8:00 p.m...
- Oh, I love their uni.

And I got you this japanese
customs and phrase book.

You should also know that your
credit card was rejected.

- That's my personal card.
- That's the one you gave me.

Betty, you always use the
company card for business.

That reminds me-- you're gonna take
care of my expense report, right?

- Expense report?
- Yeah, Henry something-or-other

from accounting sent us a memo,
says it was due today.

Today? No, I didn't get this.

Well, it says you were copied.

No. No, I didn't get this.

Well, get on it.
My father's a hard-ass on expenses,

and the company's not gonna
reimburse me if we turn that in late.

Accounting is giving us till 10:30
tomorrow morning to get it in--period.

- No exceptions.
- But do you have any receipts?

You know what to do
with them, right?

Payroll.

- Mr. Meade...
- Thank you.

- And you are?
- Betty Suarez.

- This is my first paycheck.
- Mine, too.

- What the...
- F.I.C.A.?

Now Manny Epstein was a good publisher
when Fey was running the show.

She was, however,
fiscally responsible.

Daniel... well,
Daniel needs stronger supervision.

He's a little indulged,
but he's growing up.

He ran through his trust
fund in three years.

For his 28th birthday,
he tried to buy an island... and J-Lo.

Shakira.

They were wild oats.
He's turned the corner.

We're talking about
a magazine, Bradford.

Why would you want
the publisher's job?

It's financial--budgets,
ad sales.

You're creative.

I never said I'd give up my creative
title, just add "publisher" to it.

Better to keep
Daniel reined in.

I'd rather you concentrated
on the job at hand--

helping Daniel establish
a relationship with Oshi.

His exclusives are
worth millions to us.

Oh, he'll make an impression.

I guarantee it.

The Gucci shoulder bag is mine!

Nice, but over it. Those Louboutin
boots, on the other hand...

As if you stand a
chance of getting them.

- I can trade.
- With what?

You're last on the list.

All that'll be left are those
gag-awful Pucci scarves.

I, on the other hand,
have the pick of the closet,

and numero uno picks
the glorious "it" bag

from the house of Gucci.

Why would you need
a pocketbook?

I need it to trade.
At "Mode," fashion is currency.

I know that's hard for you to understand,
because you're so very much in debt,

but, for instance,
if I needed a favor from you,

like an invitation to a
Marc Jacobs dinner party,

then I might be persuaded to trade
that favor for my fabulous Gucci bag,

which you so desperately need.

Loiter much?

Oh, um, I need some help,
if you wouldn't mind.

Ah! You need a favor.

Yes, I guess a favor.

Um, I seem to be late in getting
in Daniel's expense report,

and I don't know why I didn't
get the memo from accounting.

Hmm, must have been
lost in the mailroom.

Oops.

And I'm kind of lost
on how to do it.

Marc'll be happy to help you.
Won't you, Marc?

Please give Betty the correct form,
and then give her a copy of our repo.

If she does what we did,
she'll be fine.

You realize this means an
unnamed favor at a later date.

I understand.

Thank you.

- Ta.
- Ta.

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.

It's Betty's memo.

Those boys in the mailroom--
cute, but so careless.

Nice bag.

Oh, thank you.

So... Juan Valdez.

Did it come with a mule?

- Christina!
- You look fabulous...

Sod off!

Four times a year,
I'm everybody's best friend.

Well, nobody is moving
up the list, okay?

Nobody, and that
includes you, Amanda.

I was late signing up
because of my job.

Oh, and we all know what kind
of job you were giving-- doing.

Well, where were you?
I'd have let you cut the queue.

Christina, you don't have
anything larger than a size 6.

I have accessories.

I know it sounds stupid,
but I'm just not that into fashion.

Forget the fashion.
Did you get your paycheck?

Yes, and I spent, like,
half of it on a slice of pizza.

They take so much out.

That's why you need the
swag from the closet.

- Swag?
- The goodies.

Gotta start thinking of
it as part of your wages.

Look.

Don't you just love it?
Now that is the "it" bag of the season.

It's true art.

Look at the way the buckles offset
the pattern. It just slays me.

You know, my mom used to
have a bag just like this.

She gave it to me when I was,
like, 3.

I used to carry
my crayons in it.

Made my sister furious.

Hey, lovely ladies.

200 bucks, and you can't
tell it from the real thing.

Yeah, he can't tell
it from a Gucci.

Believe me, you walkin to "Mode" with
a knockoff, you might as well walk in

with a cow bladder.
Everybody knows.

He did all this
damage in a month?

Well, dad, he's an editor-in-chief.
He's gotta entertain people.

- What's Bow-oo-lay?
- Bouley--

only the hottest
restaurant in Tribeca.

He spent $821 on dinner.

Ooh! Next time we go to the chicken
place, I'm ordering all white meat,

- and I don't wanna hear about it.
- You guys don't understand.

This is business. He's entertaining
models and advertisers and designers,

- and what's that say on the back?
- It's a blank.

Another miscellaneous expense.

There's a lot of
miscellaneous expenses.

I guess that's fine. Most of Wilhelmina's
expenses are miscellaneous, too.

Says she went to Rio.

Yeah, she's the creative director.
It was a fashion shoot.

It was in the last issue.

Oh, $25,000 to Casa Brazil
for props and extras?

Ay, dios, and they haven't
given you a paycheck yet?

Well, actually,
they gave it to me today.

And?

Someone is blowing
25 grand in Rio,

and this is what
they're paying you?

She's not doing it for the money, Hilda.
It's an opportunity.

Well, maybe you should get another
job to support your opportunity.

Ay, dios m�o.

They take so much out.

Well, it's still
a paycheck, Betty.

It's more than I made
on my first job.

Vamos. Come on.

Novela's waiting.

Betty...

we have to make some
serious cutbacks.

The pharma wouldn't fill
his prescription today.

What?

Maria Ortiz--she can't do that.
She knows he needs his pills to work.

He has arrhythmia.
He could die.

It wasn't Maria.

It's his H.M.O.
They're not gonna cover him anymore.

So this was around the time
Walter and I were broken up.

You remember how he
was stalking me?

Stop following me, Walter!

I have something for you.

I don't need any more batteries,
thank you.

It's a universal remote.

We only have one TV.

Now leave me alone.

- Walter...
- I'm going to get you back, Betty.

Not by stalking me.

You cheated on me, Walter.
You cheated on me

with Gina Gambarro.
Do you even understand what that means?

I don't care how many
universal remotes you give me.

There's no winning me back.

Your father's H.M.O.
file is under investigation.

What kind of investigation?

I don't know.
They don't tell me those things.

All I know is that they refuse
to cover his prescription

until the matter's resolved.

Maria, my father
needs his medication.

Did I say he couldn't
have his medication?

- You pay me $197, and they--
- Walter.

Wha--what? I'm shopping.

No, you do not have
a feminine itch.

I don't have $197.

Well, don't they
pay you at "Mode"?

Not enough.

So I'm suppose to give you your
father's prescription gratis, huh?

That's how my father and I are
supposed to stay in business?

Get--

Can you really blame him for
trying on Gina Gambarro?

Betty!

Ms. Suarez.

Mr. Meade?

I need to see you this morning.

- Me?
- My office, 10:30 sharp.

Yes, sir, 10:30 sharp.

And, Betty,
I don't want anyone to know,

especially Daniel.

You know,
you could just bow a lot.

Your expense report--you
need to sign it.

So Oshi lands at 8:00.
He's staying at the...

The Asia on park, in the penthouse.
I've ordered the flowers.

White dendrobium orchids?

- Red roses.
- He hates color.

Veuve Laurent brut?

It's champagne.

Five bottles at least--he
brushes his teeth with it.

I appreciate your help,
Wilhelmina, but this is my dinner,

my meeting,
my chance to get to know Oshi.

You're not invited.

Did Marc help you with
the expense report?

Yes, thank you.

No thanks needed. Just make sure
Oshi's limo is a white stretch.

Oh, and, Betty...
make sure to get that down

- to accounting by--
- 10:30.

Oh, and can you pick me up a
coffee and a bagel, white--

Yeah, two sugars,
water bagel with cream cheese. Got it.

And... I need you to front me the cash.
I'm out.

Oh, um... yeah, okay.

Back off, Shaquille,
these are women's boots.

I'm number seven on the
sign-up sheet, honey.

Better luck next time.

Christina!

There was a Gucci bag in the
august issue. I know you have it.

Well, it must be somewhere in
the accessory closet, love.

I looked in the
accessory closet, "love."

Well, it must be still
on the floor, love.

- It's not on the floor, "love."
- Then pick something else, love!

- This is my hell.
- It's Betty.

- Is Amanda there?
- Oh, yeah, yeah.

She's got the blonde from
styles in a headlock.

- Why aren't you here?
- Because I have things to do,

and I need Amanda to
cover Daniel's phone.

If I see anyone leaving
here with that Gucci bag,

I will club them
with this boot.

I'm serious, Betty.
It's a feeding frenzy.

And if you want anything at all from the
closet, you've got to get down here now.

Okay, maybe later. Just please
get Amanda up here, Christina.

I have to go. Bye.

So then I ran down to accounting,
and that's where I met...

- Henry?
- Yes?

Here.

Oh, well,
you certainly like to cut it close.

- Yeah, I didn't get the memo.
- Well, you were on the list.

I didn't get it. My boss did,
last night, so here it is. Um...

Do you take your coffee
with cream and sugar?

Yeah.

Any cream cheese?

Excuse me?

I'm sorry.
I'll make it up to you later.

Hi, Mr. Meade.
Uh, I'm sorry I'm late.

Uh, the first elevator was full,
so I had to wait for the second one--

I hope those are for me.
I skipped breakfast.

Yeah. Uh... sure.

Here you go.

I'm so sorry. I'm sorry.

Please.

- Okay.
- No cream cheese?

No, they were out.

So do you have any
idea why you're here?

Sir, it was just one pack of post-its.
I swear I will bring it back.

I love my job.

It's not about post-its.

It's not?

It's about
fiscal responsibility.

Well, I only overdrew
my bank account once.

Daniel's, not yours.

Some people are questioning his
ability to handle company finances.

He's had...
some problems in the past.

Well, I just turned in his expense
report. It seemed fine to me.

Protect him, Betty.

If you see him do anything out of line,
let me know.

Yes, sir.

Oh, and, Betty,

he doesn't need to
know we're doing this.

Our secret.

Just remember who
signs your paychecks.

Okay.

But might I just say,
you take out a lot?

Hey, Betty,
Daniel's been calling around for you.

He isn't happy.

You want to tell me
where you've been?

I was trying to
get your bagel...

Did you find some cream cheese?

Oh, gee. Look, I'm sorry, um...

I was in such a rush,
and my boss wanted a bagel

and some coffee, and I was gonna
make it up to you, really--

This is not about coffee
and a bagel, Betty!

- Really?
- I wish,

but it's about the expense
report you turned in.

Henry here has rejected $20,000
of miscellaneous expenses,

every dime of which I am
personally responsible.

You wanna--what
were you thinking?

Miscellaneous expense?
Miscellaneous expense.

You need to put names,
dates, reasons for the meal.

Yeah, but I just--
I copied Wilhelmina's report.

Betty, miscellaneous expense reports
are always meticulously detailed.

Of course they are.
I mean, Wilhelmina knows

exactly how this makes
me look to my father.

Does he get copies?

Instantly, whenever
there's a large violation.

The server sends it,
then automatically suspends

the company credit
card of the violator.

Seriously?

My card's suspended?

It only takes a
week to reactivate.

A week? No.
I have a huge dinner tomorrow night.

Betty, phone?

Daniel Meade's office.

Yes, sir.

Yeah, I'll tell him.

That's your father.

$20,000 of
miscellaneous expenses?

Yesterday I defended your fiscal
responsibility to Wilhelmina Slater.

She's gunning for publisher.
You know that?

She thinks you need
financial supervision.

Is she right?

No, sir... not from her.

I'm not so sure.

I think you've gone
soft on my money.

I think you've got
something to prove to me.

So here's what I'm gonna do--

I'm gonna eat the 20 grand,
call it an accounting error.

Thank you.

But this month,
you're gonna use your own money.

See how responsible you are when
it's coming out of your own pocket.

Oh, that's terrible.
Did Bradford say anything to you?

He said...

Some people are questioning Daniel's
ability to handle company finances.

He's had some
problems in the past.

And that was just the
tip of the iceberg...

You only have $327
left in your account?

But you're a Meade.

A poor Meade.

I blew through my trust fund
like--like-- I was Michael Jackson.

- I need this job, Betty.
- Well, you just got paid.

It barely covered
the rent on my loft.

I've been living off the
company credit card, okay?

I'm broke.

You have to entertain
Oshi tomorrow night.

Maybe you should just
tell your father.

What, and look
fiscally irresponsible?

If I tell dad that's
all I have left,

he'll make Wilhelmina publisher so fast,
it'll make your head spin,

and it'd be like handing the
magazine over to her. No.

This is our secret.

Okay, yeah.
Yeah, we can work our way out of this.

It's like my dad always says,
"it's not how much you have.

It's how you spend it."

We'll think of something.

I don't know how that phony
expense report got into my files.

I'm furious at you, Marc.
See that it never happens again.

Oh, the witch and her
flying monkey set you up.

Yeah, I get that now.

Publisher? That would make
her more powerful than Daniel.

Oh, god forbid.

Right. Well,
there's not much left,

but I did manage to save
one or two goodies.

And you don't need to be a
size 6 to carry a nice bag.

It's the Gucci bag.

Wow, that's beautiful.
It matches your dress.

It's not for me, Betty.

- It's for you.
- No, no, no, no.

No, no, no. It's your first swag,
so you get the first pick,

and believe me,
you really do need a new purse. Go on.

Do you know? I believe that
fashion is good for the soul,

for just how it makes you feel.

And you'll be amazed at the respect a
designer label brings you around here.

Well, it's the nicest
thing I've ever owned.

Thank you.

Just don't put your
crayons in it, okay?

A watch?

Christina said it's not
really that expensive,

but they did use it in a
James Bond photo shoot.

Suarez... Ignacio Suarez.

- Hilda...
- Ooh, what is it?

It's a scarf!
Oh, it's beautiful!

It's Herm�s!

Yeah, I know that.

And, Justin....

Oh, my god.
It's a Burberry belt.

Thank you, thank you,
thank you!

I've gotta call all my friends.

No, no, you don't! Justin!

That reminds me of
your mother's handbag,

the one she gave
to you, remember?

You used to carry
it everywhere.

It was almost as
big as you were.

I remember.

Man, how she loved that bag,

said it made her
feel beautiful.

Oh, dad,
I went to the pharmacy this morning,

and Maria wouldn't do it.

How much was the prescription?

Almost $200.

Well, that is a
beautiful bag...

and this...

this is a wonderful watch.

- Nice bag.
- Thank you.

- Can I touch it?
- Yeah.

My bag.

- She's got my bag.
- I found it.

- You were hiding it for her.
- Oh, don't be a spoilsport.

- She doesn't deserve a Gucci bag.
- Oh, and you do?

She won't know what
to do with it.

Look, it's touching polyester.

I think she's wearing it
rather nicely, actually.

Oops.

Yes, I'm trying to apply for a new
platinum card. There seems to be a problem.

Daniel Meade.

Yes, that's right.
"Mode" magazine. Mm-hmm.

I see.

Uh, well,
how about a gold card, then?

Silver?

Come on. I'm running out of colors here.
Can you help me out?

You know,
that's entirely uncalled--

Apparently, my credit rating's lower
than that of most convicted felons.

Nice bag. Vuitton?

Gucci, from the closet...

and inside, my list of 300 very
fun things to do in New York City

for under $300,
and I think it's very good.

He's here!
He's here, he's here!

Oshi's on his way up!

He's here.

The master of minimal,
the king of clean...

Marc... the champagne.

Ohayo gozaimasu, Oshi-san.

Good morning.
I'm very thirsty. Are you?

We have fresh coffee.

I am very thirsty for some champagne,
Oshi, are you?

Wilhelmina.

- Champagne.
- Kampai, darling.

- Kampai.
- Kampai.

Daniel Meade...

I will be fitting my spring
collection on my Models

today and tomorrow.

Tomorrow evening I will
return to do a showing

for you and your editors.

We will use your tube
entry for our runway walk.

I like it...

round, white, minimal.

Then we will drink champagne,

and you will take us out
for a wonderful meal.

After that,
we will talk business...

or not.

He said "a wonderful meal." He's
expecting a wonderful meal.

Well, I'd be happy to
pick up the tab, Daniel.

I can treat.

Of course, then you'd have
to invite me to the dinner.

She knows I'm broke.

She knew before she
met with my father.

Daniel, I don't think it's really a good
idea to let Wilhelmina pay for dinner.

I mean, the japanese are very attuned
to nuance, and it would appear

that you're not in charge.

Oh, right, I-I get it, okay?

But I don't have
a choice, right?

I mean,
if I use Wilhelmina's expense account,

she gets credit for keeping Oshi,
and my father knows I'm broke,

but if I don't use her,
we risk losing Oshi,

and he really knows I'm broke.

Either way, I end up looking
like a financial incompetent,

and she gets the
publisher's job.

Well, not if you can
impress Oshi under $300,

and there are some really
great things on this list.

$300 won't buy Oshi
a new scrunchie.

We could take him
to the movies...

or, um, okay, uh,
the Statue of Liberty...

or you know what?
Walter and I had so much fun

eating at Papaya Queen and riding
the Staten Island ferry, really.

The ferry, Betty? Really?

Yeah.

Yeah. Oh, let's forget it.

Wilhelmina got us.
This is over.

We're done.

Well, it's his own fault
for spending so much.

Yeah, but I filled out
his expense report.

No, no, no, no, no,
you just didn't lie for him.

Listen, they're all at it.
They all cheat.

Wilhelmina, especially.
They abuse their expense accounts

like it's their god-given right,
and they pay us slave wages.

- Nice Gucci.
- Thank you.

Oh, it's the last salad.

That's okay.

We carb-loading for a marathon?

We can't all live on laxatives.

Hey, Betty.

Seamstress.

See, the girl from styles
who got my Louboutin boots--

she would die to
have your Gucci bag.

So here's the deal--I will trade
you my season tickets to the opera

for your bag.
Then I can trade your bag for my boots,

and everyone winds up a winner.

The opera? She lives in Queens.

If she wants to hear fat italians
screaming, she can open her window.

Betty loves her new bag.
Don't you?

- Yes, I do.
- There you go, then.

Go away and throw up your
celery sticks. Shoo!

Opera tickets?

Christina, how much
exactly is this bag worth?

Retail? About $4,500.

With the pickle,
however, $4,200.

Please just go home, Walter.

Leave me alone.

I'm home.

We didn't want to start without you,
but it was getting cold.

I went to see Maria.

She gave you 15 refills.

15? You wanna tell me how you
got her to give you 15 refills?

Where's your Gucci?

- Betty...
- It's okay.

It was swag, part of my wages.

That witch blows 25 grand in Rio,
and you've gotta give up your purse--

- Hilda, it's okay.
- No, it's not okay, Betty.

Well, that's the way it is.

I got it.

Hey.

Do you remember how angry you were
when mom gave me her good purse?

Yeah, well... you were 3,

and you used it to carry
around your crayons.

I finally figured out why she
gave it to me and not to you.

D�ga me.

She knew how it
would make me feel.

Christina says that fashion
is good for the soul...

and when I was walking
around with my Gucci today,

it was like I was 3 years old
again and holding mom's purse...

and I actually felt pretty.

I know, mama.

Well, you had to do it, Betty.
No matter how much you loved the bag,

- you did the right thing.
- I know.

So then you went and got
a bag from the corner guy?

Are you kidding me?
No, that thing costs, like, $200.

I just kept thinking about what
Hilda said, about how unfair it was

that Wilhelmina goes to Rio to
spend $25,000 on props and extras.

We couldn't even afford
medicine for my dad.

Totally, and you have no idea
how they pad their expenses.

Don't stop on my account.

Well, that's exactly
what I was thinking.

So I told Justin to bring me his
issue with the Rio spread, and he did.

Hello. Where's the Gucci?

I didn't want to get
another pickle on it.

Okay, so I realize the opera
tickets were totally inappropriate.

Here is a menudo box set and
a coupon for 100 taquitos.

What?

- I don't have much time.
- That makes two of us.

I need to see Wilhelmina's expense
report from the last issue--

the real one.

That's against company policy.

Coffee and a bagel?

Mmm... need a real reason.

There was a $25,000 charge
made to the Casa Brazil

- under "props and extras."
- And?

Show me the props and extras.

Models on a beach wearing bikinis--sand,
water, boobs.

This could've been shot
for next to nothing.

Okay, so maybe she was padding.
Everybody pads a little.

A little? Daniel, $25,000?

That's my family's
rent for a year.

Betty, I can't question the creative
director of a major fashion magazine.

Who's hiding a huge expense
under "props and extras."

It's not right, and it's not
right when you do it, either.

Point taken, but Oshi's due in two
hours. If we take Wilhelmina down--

Then they cancel her company credit
card. She can't pay for Oshi,

and your father will
never make her publisher.

And I'm left with $327 to entertain
Oshi and his entire entourage.

Then ditch the entourage.
Only take him to dinner,

and don't tell me that
$327 isn't enough.

Okay.

All right, and how do we
prove Wilhelmina cheated? Hmm?

Am I invited to
the dinner, Daniel?

I don't think Masa
allows dishwashing

as a form of payment.

Actually, Wilhelmina, I was thinking
of something a bit more private.

Were you?

Oshi-san...

in the spirit of minimalism,
and to honor your collection,

uh, I was thinking we might
have our dinner one-on-one.

You and me, alone,
so we can get to know each other.

Alone?

No. No, no.

Oshi is...

Oshi.

I'm sorry.
There wasn't another way in.

- Where's Henry?
- Meeting with your father.

Is there any way
to hold them off?

Why?

Because Oshi is Oshi,

and we have $300
to feed 15 people.

I mean, if we want him to stay at "Mode,"
we have to invite Wilhelmina along.

No. No, no, then you lose, Daniel.
You can't just give up without a fight.

Yeah, but we don't have a plan
"b," Betty. I don't have a choice.

It's so minimal, it's nothing.

Yes, yes.

Simple is better.

Round... white... minimal.

Round, white...

- Minimal. Kampai, Oshi.
- Kampai.

Brilliant collection--brilliant
in its simplicity.

- It's minimal, it's white--
- It's crazy. You can't be serious.

It might work, Daniel,
and we have to try something.

No, we don't, Betty. It's over.

Party time, Daniel.
Oshi's ready for more champagne.

Uh, well, we could drink more
champagne at Masa, Oshi.

Isn't that right, Wilhelmina?

I would love to come.

I'm famished, Oshi, aren't you?

Oshi's hungry, okay?
Very hungry.

But he and your father will
know who paid the bill.

Shall we move on to dinner?

Actually, Wilhelmina,
I think you have more pressing business.

May we see you for a moment?

Bradford?

It's about the last
issue's shoot in Rio.

Uh... was there a problem?

I don't mind paying
for props and extras,

but I take great exception at
financing your brazilian butt lift.

I'm sure you'll all have a
wonderful dinner without me.

Stop looking at it.

It may as well be Oshi
walking out the door.

We have a plan "b," Daniel.

You think so, Betty?

I think we're screwed.

This better work, Betty.

He likes round, he likes white,
he likes minimal. It's perfect.

Daniel?

Taking him somewhere special?

Someplace unique.

Just remember you're
on your own dime.

Kinda hard to forget, dad.

Make sure you don't lose him.

He won't.

Good luck returning my ass!

Oshi want to know
where we are going.

- New Jersey.
- New Jersey?

Holy crap.

This is a disaster.

I can feel it.

Daniel!

Yes, Oshi?

What place is this?

Where have you brought me?

It's called...

the White Tassel.

It's clean, white, minimal.

Round food inside.

Minimal.

He likes it.

Oshi likes it.

We've got exclusives for
his next four collections.

"Minimal, Daniel."

Yeah.

Yeah. Thanks, dad.

No, you have no idea how
much I appreciate that.

Okay, yeah.

He's reactivating my
company credit card.

Yes!

He's tough, but he's fair.

And thanks for the lesson.

It's not how much you have.
It's how you spend it.

Yeah, I was thinking more like
the one about not giving up.

Forget about it.

Good night, Betty.

Good night.

Betty.

I know. "Walter, go away."

It's just a knockoff.

It's wonderful.

Nice bag.

It truly is.

Okay, forget the opera tickets.
Forget the taquitos.

Final offer--body
wax at natrique

and a weekend at my parents'
house in the Hamptons.

No sale.

Full body wax.
That includes the back!

Okay, it's yours...

for one of the fake Guccis the
guy's selling around the corner,

and a huge favor to be
named a later date.

You won't fool
anyone with a phony.

- I'll take my chances.
- Seriously?

I think I'm beginning to learn
the way it works around here.

Then... deal.

So he took Walter's phony
and bought you a new phony.

And still owes me a huge favor.

Well, what happens
when he finds out?

Ah, well, you see,
that is the genius.

Because Marc would never admit
to being duped-- not by Betty.

Exactly.

Well, that's it.

I've only been
here a short time,

but I feel like I made
some good friends,

and I learned a lot.

Hey, this is just
the beginning.

I know.
I just wish it didn't feel like the end.

See ya.

I'm really gonna miss her,
you know?

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