All language subtitles for Being Erica (2009) - S01E04 - The Secret of Now (1080p AMZN WEB-DL x265 MONOLITH)_track3_[eng]

[soft drumming]

First day of the new job,

kind of like a first date
with your new career.

Will it be love at first sight
or

will it be thanks for dinner,
maybe I'll call you sometime?

[soft lighthearted music]

♪ I'm falling away from a
pillow and into the woods ♪

♪ I'm finding my way to your
heart by the light of the moon ♪

♪ The force can tell
I'm under your spell ♪

♪ You're taking me out of my
shell ♪

Stakes are high, so no
shortcuts are allowed.

Nothing less than perfection
will do

because today could be the most
important day of your life.

[creaking]

It could be the day when
it falls into place.

Or when it all falls to pieces.

[rumbling]

Hey!

Erica.

Hi, wow, look at you all
dressed up for school.

So, big day, huh, first day at
work.

Mmm hmm, I'm really excited.

Just by the unintended skylight,

I have a good feeling about
today.

Unintended skylight?

Don't ask, I have a good
feeling because

I feel like I'm turning a page
in my life,

which is weird because my
new job is in publishing.

And oh my god, I forgot to
tell you that my new boss,

Amrose, he asked to read my
short stories,

which is like, ah, like it
never happens.

So, I'm like, yeah, am I still
talking?

Not anymore.

I talk a lot when I'm nervous.

Yeah, I know this about you.

Of course.

I'm not just nervous because
it's my first day of work.

I'm nervous because of...

The thing.

The thing?

The thing that we did with our
mouths.

It was nice, I thought.

Me, too.

So, what do we do?

I guess we talk like grownups.

Over dinner, I'll cook.

You don't cook, you heat.

I know this about you.

Well, listen, knock them dead
today.

Thank you!

Good, see you.

Yeah.

Okay.

Oh, taxi, hi!

Taxi!

Taxi!

No, no, wait, wait!

-Thanks, buddy.
-Wait!

Taxi!

Taxi, taxi!

No!

No!

Wow, loving the footwear.

Oh, I know, it's my first day
of work and

my new heels snapped.

So, do I wait for a shoe store
to open and

show up an hour late or do
I hit the local pharmacy

and plug the old debit card
and--

And hope that your boss
thinks it's enterprising

and not desperate.

Yeah.

I'm Julianne, this is Brent.

Hey, nice to meet you.

I should probably go report to
Ambrose.

About that, Ambrose has moved
onto other opportunities.

Oh, I'm surprised.

So was Ambrose.

He got replaced by the woman
who edited The Secret of Now.

The Secret of Now.

Isn't that just a knockoff of
The Secret?

[laughing]

A knockoff of The Secret.

It's actually one of the best
selling

self help titles of the year.

Of course, I should probably
go find my new boss.

She's right here, Erica.

[light ringing]

Oh, I'm, I'm just really sorry,
I thought that you were--

You thought, here's this young
babe,

she just has to be somebody's
assistant.

She couldn't possibly be the new

editorial director of non
fiction.

But I am and I didn't get here
because

I look good in a skirt, I
earned it.

You want on my team,
you better do the same.

And the flip flops, desperate.

["Baby One More Time" by
Britney Spears]

[soft peaceful music]

♪ It's clearer inside of me

♪ Who I will always be

♪ Up in the [mumbles] to my
heart ♪

♪ Feels like I'm singing to god
♪

♪ To do it all over again and
again ♪

♪ Back to the end

♪ Some of my dreams never
feel I wanted to be ♪

So, you were Julianne's
assistant?

Yeah, for 16 months,
three weeks, two days.

Not that I was counting.

When they promoted Julianne
to Editorial Director,

she made me Junior Editor.

She fought for me, hard.

Congratulations.

Thanks but I know her agenda.

Julianne's mantra is
keep your enemies close

and those that can get
your job, even closer.

I'll see you at the department
meeting

this afternoon, Frank.

And I am sure you will
have a terrific slate

of projects to show us.

We're gonna do great things,
Frank.

Was that Frank Galvin?

Yes, the Frank Galvin,
owner and Editor and Chief.

Oh, I know him!

I mean, I know of his
reputation,
River Rock has published

some important pieces of
literature.

Well, important pieces of
literature don't move units,

not anymore.

You know what does, this.

We sold half a million copies
last year, you know why?

This book helps people.

Well, I'll be sure to read it.

Well, this copy's signed.

You have to buy your own.

Oh, right.

So.

You have two degrees in English
lit.

You've never been an
Editorial Assistant before.

You've never even worked
in publishing before,

you're how old?

I'm 32.

Huh, because I'm 27 and I
took my first proofreading job

right out of high school.

Look, I understand you have
qualms.

Because people who have
two degrees in English lit

and use words like qualms
are usually literature snobs

and I have no time for them.

I understand and, honestly,
I'm not some ivory tower

English lit snob.

[laughing]

Mmm, yeah, I beg to differ.

See, I read your short
collection
of even shorter stories.

Mmm, Ambrose left it for me.

How nice of him.

They're very heavy.

I wrote them in university and

I haven't had time for rewrites.

You've had over 10 years.

[laughing]

Well, if you're done with them,

I'd love to have them back.

Uh uh, who said I was done?

Who knows, maybe I'll
even share these to Frank.

[laughing]

Brent!

Can you show Erica to the
coffee lounge?

It's time to send her to school.

Okay.

Brent, you've worked with
Julianne for a long time.

How do you deal without--

Going insane?

Yeah.

A lot of meditation, yoga every
morning,

plus I'm heavily medicated.

Oh.

Mmm, out of her favorite
organic espresso beans.

What?

You can make her a latte with
regular beans, your choice.

No, you point me to the nearest
Starbucks.

I need to go buy organic
espresso beans stat.

Ah, score one for the newbie.

You passed the test, good one.

No need for Starbucks, I keep a
spare bag

of espresso beans in my
emergency drawer.

Oh, thank god.

Julianne goes Hannibal if
you make her latte with reg.

She gets this sexy little lip
curl.

God, she can be so hot.

-[phone ringing]
-Ooh, okay, speak of the devil.

Okay, she needs me, I'll
be right back, don't move.

[simple rhythmic music]

Good morning.

What are you doing here?

This is a private office,
you can't just barge in here!

Well, I did not barge, I
waltzed.

That security guard,
Phil, he is a sweet guy.

You need to go!

I am feeling anxious enough to
begin with,

this is [mumbles].

Ooh, feelings of anxiousness.

Could you not do that?

Taking notes is a part of my
job.

Okay, speak to me.

How else are you feeling?

Frustrated, I'm finally in
a place that I wanna be at

and my boss is a passive
aggressive bitch face.

Bitch face.

I mean, god, I hate air
quotes, who even does that?

You know that bumper
sticker, question authority?

I think a better one for
you right now might be

question your attitude towards
authority.

And what is that supposed to
mean?

Oh, you're a smart woman,
you'll figure it out.

Oh, by the way, I made
myself a doppio espresso

and I finished the beans,
I hope that's okay.

Will you please leave?

Why don't you go say hi to
your good buddy Phil, huh?

Tell him I said hi too.

Okay.

Who was that?

I think he's from accounting.

Those cheekbones, me no think
so.

Teach me the ways of the latte,
sensei.

Well said.

Thank you so much for coming in
today.

Ambrose spoke so highly of you.

Well, Ambrose and I, we go way
back.

I was very sad to hear about
his departure

but I'm really hoping that you
and I can

move forward with my book,
Julianne.

Oh, so do I, Marcus.

Mark, please.

[soft rhythmic music]

Mmm.

Ooh, okay.

So, I've read your outline
and I hate to be such

a debbie downer, but it
really dwells in the past.

It's a memoir.

Mmm hmm, have you heard
of a little bestseller

called The Secret of Now.

Well, you have a framed cover
behind you.

Oh, right, there it is.

The author, Thomas
Friedkin, friend of mine,

he says strive not to look
behind but

always to the present
moment, look to the now.

I wonder if you can bring any
of that wisdom to your memoir.

I'm not really sure I follow
you.

Perhaps, if I may, what
Julianne is saying

is that we're looking for
projects with a self help angle.

We need something for the
millennials.

We need something that we can
market on social networking

sites like Facebook or Myspace.

Are you familiar with those?

I've dropped in a few times.

Well, it was awesome to meet
you, Marcus.

Mark, please.

So, we're gonna kick your
outline around,

jam on it, see what we can
come up with, sound good?

Well, thank you for meeting
with me.

Okay, stall his outline, read
it,

type up some notes, we better
look like we

tried to come up with something.

Sure, sure.

And I'm sending you back to
latte school.

This was repulsive.

Oh, this memoir is slow going.

Except for this one
chapter that's riveting.

Well, you can't charge
people 29.95 hardcover

for one chapter.

Unless you made more of it,
like...

Whatever, I'm supposed to write
[mumbles],

not reinvent the wheel.

Well, Erica, if there's one
thing you do know, it's books.

Don't hold back all your
good ideas, unleash them.

Trust me, I've been doing
enough unleashing lately.

I kissed Ethan.

I mean, I really kissed him.

That is not the kind of bomb
you drop

in the middle of a conversation.

I know, I'm sorry.

So, after all these years, you
made out?

Mmm hmm.

Was it good?

Very, but I mean--

[Woman] Menus?

Thank you.

That's not what it's about.

Yeah, it is.

No, it isn't, I mean, dating
Ethan, it would be weird.

And complicated, I mean, he
just separated from his wife.

Just answer this one question,

is Ethan the kind of guy that
you could see yourself with?

Yes.

No, maybe.

I don't know, I don't know!

THat's something you need to
figure out.

The kiss, scale on one to 10?

10.

Thousand.

[laughing]

The board wants me to
deliver a bigger, better

Secret of Now.

This is not it.

I think we have to kill it.

We all ready gave Stahl a
healthy advance.

Ambrose did, not me.

Well, I'm open to suggestions.

I mean, if someone has a
great idea on how to salvage

this project, I'm all ears.

Okay.

Communication.

ET phone home, don't see how
that applies.

[laughing]

Just Stahl invented the
banting 7204 satellite,

which launched a revolution
in digital communications.

Yawn, where's the juice?

He was a crack addict.

Wife, kids, a titan of
business, but there he was,

night after night, smoking
crack with gang members.

Dark, I don't like it.

But he beat the addiction,
won his family back,

returned to the top of the
business world,

and I really feel like there's
a lot of juice in that.

But I'm just the assistant, so.

Well, I don't know why they're
paying me all the money.

She's the one with all the fab
ideas.

[laughing]

Ah, that was, ooh.

[soft peaceful music]

♪ Every little thing I do
trickles down ♪

What is your problem?

Excuse me?

What is your problem?

Um, I'm sorry, did I do
something wrong?

You just made me look like an
idiot

in front of my whole team.

I was trying to help.

And I was trying to bury
a book that I don't want.

I, I, I--

Stuttering idiot, apparently.

If you don't get it together,

today is gonna be your
first and your last day.

FYI, when I say make some
notes, that means bury it, temp.

["Baby One More Time" by
Britney Spears]

[lighthearted rhythmic music]

All right, well, let's hear it.

No, not again.

Yes, again, that's final.

Erica, why don't you
take a break and join us?

Come, come, come.

Have a seat.

So, like I said, I know
[mumbles] for a little reading.

Ah, good, I have a stunning
work of staggering genius

straight from this fresh file.

This is a ritual we used
to do at the other office.

Julianne reads from the worst
submissions, it's hilarious.

Okay.

And a little cruel.

Relax, the author remains
anonymous.

The house is an repertoire.

[laughing]

Smoke blows from the chimney
and up,

breaking apart the night sky.

The trees sway in the wind,

like the scratches from
a broken [mumbles].

[laughing]

Oh god, stop, we're all gonna
go to hell.

I'm just getting started,

there's five short stories,

and now one for every day this
week.

The December yard is gray,

the Morgan family sits
inside while the tears flow.

[slow solemn music]

[sobbing]

I am older than her.

[exciting energetic music]

Julianne, we need to talk.

I need to prepare for a
presentation,

you need to be somewhere else.

And you're still here.

I just need 60 seconds of your
time.

You got 15.

What?

13.

Well--

Tick tock, tick tock.

Maybe we--

Use your words.

We could talk--

And times up, thanks for coming
in.

[slow soft music]

Thirsty?

You don't miss your water
until your well runs dry,

William Bell.

Not thirsty, not really.

When I get nervous, my mouth,
it just,

it just dries up like the Gobi
Desert.

Cotton mouth, the pasties.

Also known as doe mouth.

In medical terms, we refer
to it as zero [mumbles],

a rapid depletion of
moisture from the mouth.

It's triggered by anxiety.

Common side effect of
marijuana inhalation.

THere's an idea, maybe I
should get high for work,

that might help.

I doubt it.

I think Julianne would
seriously harsh your mellow.

Sit.

I should get back to work.

I insist.

I don't think I need to
brood around in my past

to figure out why a psychotic
boss makes me tongue tied.

Would you say that you are
someone who is comfortable

with confrontation?

Who is?

Your new boss, a controlling,
passive aggressive,

downright cruel.

I mean, she is so good at
getting under your skin,

you actually lose the power of
speech.

Does that sound like anyone you
know?

My mother.

Lozar.

Tell me about him.

Antonin Lozar.

Low!

[Erica] Intense lecturer,
esteem professor,

and the dread of every first
year creative writing student.

[Lozar] Erica, are you paying
attention?

I mean, for Ethan, it was a
bird course.

But for me, it was life and
death.

I love poetry, I was
determined to impress him

and I thought I wrote
the poem that was gonna

win his respect, Snowflakes.

It was about the uniqueness of
every soul.

Have I been made into this
snowflake?

Lozar never cared for
anything that I wrote

but for Snowflakes, he dug
down to a special place

in his heart where true evil
lurked.

[screeching]

This--

[screaming]

Soon, I felt suffocated.

[Lozar] Come on, come on!

I mean, I did what anyone would
do, right?

You ran.

Coward, you will never be a
writer!

And I never came back,
I failed the course.

Come to think of it,

I haven't written anything
creative since.

If I could do it over, I
would look Lozar in the eyes

and recite Snowflakes, every
single word.

I'll see you on the other side.

No, no, wait, I need prep time,

I haven't read the poem in like
15 years.

We are postponing life
speeds by Seneca 5BC.

No, seriously, stop with the
cult.

No, no, just hit pause!

[Lozar] You were going to read
to us.

Sorry, I think I had an
allergic reaction

and I'm thinking about getting
pollen filters [mumbles].

[Lozar] Erica.

Yes, Professor.

Shut up.

Okay.

Okay, Ethan, before we
were so rudely disturbed.

You were going to read
to us from your new work.

[Ethan] Okay, sure.

[Lozar] Come on, begin, please.

This is a poem I wrote called
Your Love is a Drive By.

Your love is a drive
by, your bullets go ping

off the body armor of my
heart, ping, ping, ping.

Ping, ping, ping, ping, ping,
ping!

-All right.
-[laughing]

Ping, ping, ping!

Ping, ping, ping, ping!

I said that's enough!

Ethan, Ethan, Ethan.

Again, you take us down
with you to the very sub

basement of self expression.

And for that, I thank you.

Um, you're welcome.

And you're shit.

Your poetry is shit, even your
pen, shit!

Just sit down!

Erica Strange, you're next.

Um, professor, I just
have a little problem.

So do I.

I have to endure another
one of your poems.

You air quote too.

We are waiting, Erica.

[simple rhythmic music]

I call this piece Snowflakes.

Poetry is organic, it
lives when you speak it,

not when you read it.

Here are your snowflakes, Erica.

Itty, bitty, tiny snowflakes.

Still we wait.

I am crouched on the axis of
the sun,

on the edge of my cloud.

Give me something with passion!

Wombs pregnant with thought.

Oh god, I wish to die.

Has this, um.

Oh god.

Have I been made into this
snowflake--

Slop!

Sentimental, juvenile slush!

You hate me right now, huh?

You feel like you're being
attacked.

Show me what you feel.

Express your pain, express from
within!

My loneliness is killing me.

Louder.

I must confess, I still
believe--

Believe in what, tell me!

When I'm not with you, I lose
my mind.

Give me a sign.

Hit me baby one more time.

Yes, speak the voice of the
victim!

["Baby One More Time" by
Britney Spears]

The reason I breathe is you.

You've got me blinded,
there's nothing I wouldn't do.

It's not the way I planned it.

I must confess, my
loneliness is killing me!

Don't you know, I still believe!

When I'm not with you, I lose
my mind.

Give me a sign, hit me baby one
more time!

Yeah, yeah!

♪ My loneliness is killing me

♪ And I, I must confess I still
believe ♪

♪ Still believe, when I'm not
with you ♪

♪ I lose my mind, give me a
sign ♪

♪ Hit me baby one more time

Passion, drama, I love it,

and all just from the top of
your head!

Yeah, straight from there, top
of my head.

Who'd even think of
writing an old [mumbles].

Genius, I love you,
you're my little poetist.

Hey, I think you should call
your piece, Voice of Flame.

I was thinking of calling it
Hit Me Baby One More Time.

No, Voice of Flame, much better.

Okay.

Hey, everybody, you must
come to the Poetry Slam.

Erica will be reciting her new
work!

Oh no, no, no, he's joking.

Professor, that's a one time
only performance, really.

Nonsense, you must share
this with an audience.

Hey, I will insist on it.

Look, I'm just gonna come
right out and ask you,

you just recited this weird
poem about this abusive guy,

do I have to kick somebody's
ass?

No, no, no, no, I made that up,
I am fine.

I just made it up.

Ethan.

Claire, hey.

Hey.

Thanks for coming.

So, you drinking in the
afternoon,

that's so in Toronto of you.

It's a celebration,
Erica has been reborn as

the poetist of fire.

I'm so sad that he snapped your
lucky pen.

Yeah, I guess he didn't
like my sound effects.

Well, I did, I thought the were
vocative.

So did I.

Pa ping, ping.

Shit, I'm out of cigarettes.

Ethan, baby, do you think--

Yeah, I'm on it.

[soft lighthearted music]

So.

So.

[Claire] Erica.

Yeah?

[Claire] You looking good.

Thank you.

So, I hope you don't
mind me asking like this

but do you have anyone
special in your life?

You mean boyfriend?

Mmm hmm.

It's April of '95, right?

Yeah.

I mean, yeah, no, no one, just
single.

Oh, [mumbles], huh?

Cute girl like you.

Mmm hmm.

Actually, Claire, there is one
guy,

old, old friend but recently--

You felt the spark but
you're still unsure.

It's complicated.

Oh, see when I saw Ethan, I
just knew.

I mean, no hesitation, no
second guessing.

And you see, now he's mine.

Mmm.

And as for your situation,

well, somethings were
just not meant to be.

I guess you're right.

You'll find your Ethan one day.

One day.

-Walking.
-[whistling]

Um.

I gotta jet but thank you for
the chat.

Dr. Tom, hey, Dr. Tom, wait,
wait, wait!

So, you're a dog walker this
time.

Love the fanny pack.

Yes, it's convenient for
carrying treats.

Isn't that right, beautiful?

Hey, what are your thoughts?

You know what I love about dogs,

they never pretend to be
anything that they're not.

You know, I mean look at them,

you get what you pay for
with a dog, no artifice.

So, you're upset that I
improvised.

You think that it's appropriate
to address

one of your life regrets
through plagiary?

Look, I'm not proud of this
but I know my Britney Spears

and Hit Me Baby One More Time
isn't coming up for years.

Are you kidding me?

You came back here to do
something specific, right?

I know, I know, I wanted to
face off Lozar

and read Snowflakes
but he tore up the page

that it was written on
and I can't remember it.

Defeatism is the wretchedest of
policies,

George Bernard Shaw.

I'm not being defeatist,
I don't have a copy.

Why does it matter so much
that I read Snowflakes?

Are you ever gonna answer a
direct question when I ask it?

Maybe I will, maybe I won't.

Oops, I did it again, Britney
Spears.

[whistling]

[fun playful music]

♪ This is why I drew

♪ To forget the things I've
seen ♪

♪ Well, this is why I drew

♪ But you deny me this

♪ To forget the things I miss

♪ Just for a little bit

♪ And I know all too well

[Ethan] 11, 12.

Hey!

Hey.

[Erica] Where's Claire?

She went with some
friends to see Chumbawamba

at The Phoenix.

-12.
-[grunting]

Wow, you're hot.

From the exertion of the,
you're sweaty.

Okay, better hit the shower.

Whoa, Ethan, what are you doing?

What I always do.

Okay, well will you put some
clothes on?

Okay, mom.

Hey, beer me.

[sighing]

-[mumbles]
-[soft fun music]

Can I ask you a question?

Of course, you can ask me
anything.

Well, what's up with you today?

I mean, you seem different,

like you're carrying
around this big secret.

I am, see, I'm from the future.

Erica, what are you talking
about?

What's going on with you?

You wanna know what's going on
with me,

I will tell you, I'm stuck,
in a manner of speaking,

and I have to remember
something that I wrote

and I have no idea why
I have to remember it,

but apparently it's important.

Okay, well, what are
you trying to remember?

Snowflakes, that poem I was
supposed to read for Lozar.

I totally forgot the last few
lines.

[soft peaceful music]

I hate these generous
handfuls of snowflakes,

like pennies, they slip
through my clenched hands

and are never enough.

How on earth did you
remember that, oh my god?

You read me the finished
[mumbles]

just like two nights ago.

I've read you tons of poems,

why did you remember that one?

Because this one, this one was
special.

It's goofy!

No, it's not.

Look, I'm no expert, the
kind of poetry I like

is usually about gangsters,
but this one you wrote,

it was just you.

Well, no wonder Lozar hated it
so much.

Screw him, this is who you are,

you don't need his approval.

If only life were that simple.

It is.

It is, isn't it?

[soft happy music]

Claire has no idea how lucky
she is.

I, um, I should probably shower.

♪ Every little thing I do
trickles down and lands on you ♪

[Erica] Thank you.

Claire's gonna be sad she
missed this.

I told her there'd be lots of
chances to see Chumbawamba.

Yeah, it's not like they're
a one hit wonder or anything.

What's up, everybody?

We all ready to hear some
poetry?

[applauding]

All right, right on.

First up, someone new for ya'll.

She's a student here studying
with

our esteemable Professor Lozar,

who asked me, make that
insisted,
that I put her on tonight.

She will be performing a
piece called Voice of Flame.

[applauding]

So, think, all semester long,

you were this boring little
school girl

writing this pretentious vomit.

Now, you go up there and

you show them the real Erica
Strange.

Thank you, that's exactly
what I plan on doing.

Okay, put your hands
together for Erica Strange.

[cheering]

Hi, everyone.

A slight change in plans.

This is called Snowflakes.

I am crouched on the axis of
the sun,

seated on the edge of my cloud.

Womb pregnant with thought.

Have I been made into this
snowflake,

or has it been made into me?

I hate these generous
handfuls of snowflakes,

like pennies, they slip
through my clenched hands

and are never enough.

Thank you.

[applauding]

[Announcer] All right.

I invited friends to hear Voice
of Flame,

not this verbal diarrhea.

Why would you choose to do this
original,

melancholy bullshit?

Because!

Yes, what, what, spit it out!

Because that's all I've got!

Okay, Snowflakes are
my words, it is my poem

and I can say whatever I want.

I don't have to impress
you or anyone here!

Calm down, Erica, my friends
here,

they want to hear Voice of
Flame.

Well, they will hear it soon
enough in about four years.

[fun exciting music]

Let's go.

Erica, Erica!

[yelling]

I am so sorry.

Sorry.

Erica, just...

Embarrassing.

Ah, well, I'm not in the
business of delivering

uplifting messages.

I leave that to my dear
friend Thomas Friedkin.

But I do see great
things ahead for us here

at River Rock Publishing.

And one of the projects I
am the most stoked about

is a memoir from mogul Marcus
Stahl.

Now, I have to admit, when
this proposal first came

across my desk, I had my doubts.

It seemed blah, but then
it suddenly came to me,

communications.

Stahl revolutionized the
industry and

I know what you're thinking,
Julianne, where's the juice.

Wait for it, he was
smoking crack at the time

but he overcame the addiction.

Oh, it's really just an
amazing, amazing story

and so, what we have here
is a uniquely uplifting,

self help slash tell all.

And I think there's a
lot of juice in that.

And I'll tell you what I think,

I think you've done it again!

[applauding]

You scared me for a minute.

Congratulations.

Oh good, oh yeah, this was a
tough one.

This was a tough one.

Julianne, Vancouver office
called.

I'll be right back, Frank,
sorry.

I'll be waiting.

[simple rhythmic music]

Get Vancouver on the phone for
me.

Yeah, I lied about that, we
need to talk.

This is becoming a habit of
yours, a really annoying one.

I don't like the way you treat
me.

Ooh, do tell.

It's one thing to talk
to me like I'm an idiot,

it's another to mock a short
story that I wrote years ago,

but stealing my ideas, I won't
accept it.

Ooh, well then, I will
accept your resignation.

Pardon?

Do I really need to
translate, you're fired.

[soft lighthearted music]

Julianne just told me what
happened, what got into you?

Long story.

Well, the bad news is
that I'm gonna miss you.

The good news is that now

I'm free to ask you out for a
drink.

A drink?

Mmm.

A drink drink, a date?

Yeah.

Oh, do you have a boyfriend?

Um, I hope so, I mean, we're
friends in transition to.

A drink, you and me?

This is, it's funny because
I thought that you were--

In a relationship?

No, honey, I like to play the
field.

Call me.

I just wanna say
congratulations again

on this exciting new direction.

Thank you so much, Frank.

So, would you say that the
theme is one of redemption

or would you say it's more
like triumph over adversity?

Well, you know, I think
either one of those is fine.

Either one?

[laughing]

What kind of framing device
were you thinking about?

Life stories need organizing
first and foremost.

Erica?

Mmm hmm?

You were in on that
meeting, you took notes.

Now's your chance to speak up.

[soft rhythmic music]

Please.

Oh, the floor is yours.

Julianne feels that
the memoir should start

on one particular night in '91.

Now, Stahl, with money all over
town and

was bottoming out in cocaine.

Now, that's one way to grab the
reader.

Go on.

[exciting hopeful music]

You wanted to see me.

Close the door.

Well, you did it, you earned
your place.

What makes you so sure I still
want it?

I bailed you out because
I care about the book,

not because I care about you.

Whatever.

I'll see you tomorrow.

I never said I was coming back.

You stole my ideas, Julianne.

Wow, you really don't know
how this works, do you?

Okay, let me break it down for
you.

Your ideas are a ball,
you pass me the ball,

I drive it to the net, we
score, we win,

we share in the glory.

That's a neat rationalization.

It's a game, Erica.

Business is a game, publishing
is a game.

You can either stand in the
sidelines or you can play.

It's really your call.

Fine, one condition.

I'm not gonna be nice to you.

Just give me back my short
stories.

See you tomorrow.

[lighthearted music]

[bell ringing]

Sit.

So, big plans tonight?

Not really, I'm just
gonna hang with Ethan.

You have that look of nervous
excitement.

Is it, perhaps, tonight
is more than just a hang?

Hmm, well, I've been thinking
and I think,

I think I should take a leap.

Who knows, it could be great.

It could be a total disaster,

but it could be amazing.

What?

Nothing.

It's quite a thing to behold,
this new confident Erica,

reciting the poem in her heart,

standing up to her boss,
taking a leap into love.

I am pretty amazing, aren't I?

Alice M Swaim said courage
is not the towering oak

that sees storms come and go,

it is the fragile blossom
that opens in the snow.

[lighthearted happy music]

Thanks, Dr. Tom.

Goodnight.

It seems most of the time,

we walk around with the world
on mute.

But when you're in the
cusp of something dramatic

and maybe life changing,
it's like a filter comes off

and suddenly everything comes
alive.

And even the smallest moment is
in viewed

with the magic of possibility.

And you think, this is the
night when you drop your mask

and reveal your true self.

This is the night when
everything is rewritten.

-[light knocking]
-Ethan?

You left the door open.

[Ethan] Hey, I'll be right out.

Okay.

Hey.

Hey.

Good to see you.

Good to see you too.

I bought us a nice bottle of
wine.

Oh, oh, wow.

Spared no expense, huh?

We're celebrating.

Yeah, I guess, I'm feeling great

and I'm ready to have our talk.

[slow solemn music]

Are you okay?

What's wrong?

What is this?

Oh my god, you got served.

I knew it was coming.

I wanna get divorced, I do.

Claire and I are over, I know
that.

But when I look at the papers,
it just,

it just seems so final.

I don't know what to say.

You don't have to say anything,
it's cool.

Just another thing to
celebrate, right?

Ethan?

Fine, really.

Never been better actually.

Wish I could find a
corkscrew in this god damn

dump of an apartment.

Hey, it's okay, I'm here.

I'm glad.

I really need a friend right
now.

I know, you've got one,
I'm not going anywhere.

It's okay.

It's okay.

[soft peaceful music]