All language subtitles for The Bold Type S01E01

What are you doing?

Nothing. I just...

I want to remember this moment.

Uh, Jane, you know you've been walking

into this same building for,
like, four years, right?

Yeah, but as an assistant.

This is totally different.
Oh, okay.

Joan Didion walked through
this very same lobby once

and Meghan Daum and Rachel Syme.

Nora Ephron just emailed
that one freelance thing in,

but still, I want to remember

what walking into "Scarlet"
magazine as a writer feels like.

All right, ready?

Okay, but there's the line...
Get in.

Oh, okay. All right.

Yo, come on, lady, move your ass.

Uh, excuse me,
my friend is having a moment.

So rude.

Lauren asked me to send 10 pitches
to the whole writing staff.

I got so excited, I sent them 20.

Nerd.

Morning, Kate.
Hi, Jane.

She's gonna send the best
ones up to Jacqueline,

and then from there,
I get my first writing assignment.

Okay. Grab her.

Whoa! Wait, why?

We're supposed to be
at the August presentation meeting.

All right, calm down, Type A.

We're gonna get you there, but first,

we are toasting your ass.

For the past four years, the three of us

have toiled away together
in the assistant trenches.

Actually, I was only in there for two.

Kat, we're having Jane time now.

Okay, fine,
but my social media director salary

paid for the champs, so...
When we started

together as assistants,

I had no idea that you
guys would also become

my very best friends.

Jane, we're so happy for you

and so incredibly proud.
Thank you.

I still can't believe that
it's really happening.

I mean, you guys know when I was...

A young girl in Colorado,

reading "Scarlet" magazine in my closet.

Okay, I thought it was Jane time.

Sorry, you can totally have it.

It's your moment.
You did it.

You got your dream job.

Lauren wants coffee before
the board presentation.

Oh, it's in the kitchen,
where she can make it herself.

Kat, take over.
No.

We are going to wait until
we can celebrate together.

We have a meeting to go to.

Let's go.

Jane.

You're a writer now.

Sit with us.

It's cool. Go.

Thank you, Alex.

Good morning, everyone.

Well, I am so happy

to see all your bright, shining, young,

ethnically, sexually,

and gender-diverse faces this morning

so we can hammer out the issues

that really matter to today's woman.

Lauren, why don't you get us started?

And moving forward to
our health section,

we have a fantastic article

about the best way to broach

uncomfortable concerns
with your gynecologist.

I'd like to flag a concern
about the word "punani."

The article specifically says
"Don't call it your punani."

Understood, but in the past,
we've been criticized

by a small but very vocal Indian group

who believes that the word

has been unfairly misappropriated.

I'd rather swap it out and
avoid any kind of backlash.

Any problems with the word "vajayjay"?

Uh, yeah.

It's not 2006.

We can skip the next two pages.

We had to pull the article
over a legal issue.

Wait, is that the, uh...

the lesbian Muslim artist story?

We think this will have a
huge social-media reach.

Unfortunately, it's a moot point.

The artist initially agreed
to let us run her photographs,

but reneged at the last minute.

Why did she decide to pull out?

Okay, I just... I think
this story is worth fighting for.

It's click gold for us.

It hits all of our boxes,

no pun intended.

It's feel-good, sexy,

just the right amount of political.

And I don't disagree.

However, unfortunately, as Lauren said,

it is a moot point, so let's move on.

Let me take it from here.

Moving on to our Desire
and Devotion section.

This month,
I am proud to present to you...

"Mount Up and Ride.

"From Sidesaddle to Bareback,

"We've Got Positions Guaranteed

to Make You Yeehaw."

I think we sufficiently shocked them.

I don't know how you
enjoy those meetings.

All you have to do is
look at their faces.

Hold that elevator.

How much pushback am I going to get

from Charles this month?

You're a magazine about sex.
He gets that.

You're a magazine
about empowering women.

Yeehaw.

Lauren, I'm gonna go grab your lunch.

I'll be right back up.

Thanks, Sutton.
And a green juice, please.

My place?

Tonight? Yeah.

What about this?
Female heads of unions...

about how the number of women

in leadership roles is still
disproportionately low.

And we covered something
similar last May.

I didn't say that, but we covered

something similar last May.

I-I'm just second-guessing everything.

Go with your gut.
What does Jane Sloan care about?

Um, Jane Sloan cares about
not looking like an idiot

in front of Jacqueline again.

Interesting.

It just clicked for me

what is going wrong with your ideas.

You're pitching what you
think I want to hear.

W-well...
You're a new voice.

I want to hear it.

You and me...

my office...

first thing tomorrow morning.

Oh, I think I'm gonna be sick.

How about these?

Too big.

And I can still see your pain.
Great.

Ladies,

I have spent the last two hours

down a lesbian Muslim rabbit hole.

What's wrong with her?

Jacqueline hated all of my ideas.

She didn't hate them.
Oh, no, she was just

fascinated by how boring they were.

Hey, if it helps,
I heard Jacqueline tell Lauren

that she's looking for something

in the "social media stalking" arena.

Yeah, you know, I'm not gonna

inspire the next generation of women

with social-media stalking.
Fine.

We can talk about Kat's
lesbian Muslim rabbit hole,

because seriously, what?
Yeah.

I'm gonna persuade that
artist to be in the magazine.

Oh, no, Kat, I would let it go.

Lauren was not happy today.

That's because she's threatened

by anyone young with ambition.

Well, Jacqueline wasn't happy either.

She wasn't happy with the interruption,

but she was basically telling
me to go after that story.

I want to be as confident as her.

How did she get to be so confident?

Um, she was over-praised as a child.

Mm, don't you...

I have to!
Don't you dare.

Don't.
It might be work.

What, another green juice emergency?

Oh, is now a good time to remind you

that your big crisis yesterday was
"punani"?

Ah.

Fine.

I am planning the entire
60th-anniversary party.

If I don't get this...
Mm-hmm.

...we might not have
color-coordinated macaroons.

Oh, my God.

I just can't live in that world.

That doesn't look like work.

That looks like Snapchat,

which I thought was just
for sending dirty pics.

No.

Okay, once.

Everything okay?

Yeah, my friend has a big meeting

with Jacqueline today.

Lucky her.
And I...

am color-coordinating macaroons.

But don't worry.

I'm not gonna start
dumping my problems on you.

I know that's not what this is.

Oh?

And what is this?

Did I not make it obvious?

Mm-mm.

Well...

I'm using you...

for sex.

You monster.

Hey, Richard.

Yeah?

Say "punani" again.

Oh.

Punani, punani, pun...

Shut up.

I don't have a lot of time,
but I just wanted

to chat with you about
where you fit in here.

Absolutely,
and I know that my last round of pitches

was way too safe.
And I have writers

who write safe, and then I have writers

who take big swings,

and we just need to find
out which one you are.

And I think I could be one
of those big-swing writers,

and I'm already
brainstorming some new ideas.

Great. Fire when ready.

That means give me what you got.

Oh, uh...
Jane.

This is a huge promotion.

Now, I believe that you are
ready for this next step,

but now you have to
show me you're ready.

Try again. Full sentences this time.

Um, okay, uh,

redefining what it means

to break through the glass ceiling.

We could call it, uh,

"Not Your Mother's Glass Ceiling."

Mm, that feels familiar to me.

I need something more specific.

What's your relationship
with your mother like?

Um, uh...

I was thinking just
more mothers in general.

Generalities do not sell magazines.

Uh, social-media stalking.

How often should you
look at your ex online?

Actually,
I was still on the mother topic.

I like these two together.
Thank you, Jacqueline.

Right. Sorry, um...

and my ex isn't even on social media,
so...

Uh, but I was thinking mothers...

No, hold on. This ex of yours.

Isn't that odd for somebody your age

not to be on social media?

A friend of his screwed
up a job pretty bad

because of a dumb Instagram post...

What's that like,
not being able to check up on your ex?

Fine.

Okay, it's horrible.

There was a time

when we were all in that position...

not being able to check up on our exes.

Ladies, I think that we could

do a little bit better here, don't you?

Well, then you understand
how powerless I feel.

Mm,
I can't say I've ever felt powerless...

more like curious.

But, you know, I'm very interested now,

so tell me more about this.

Well, our breakup was really sudden,

and I don't know what happened,

so maybe I wouldn't
have to wonder so much

if I just knew where he was or
what he was doing right now.

Sounds like it might be
the time to find that out,

wouldn't you say?

And write about it?

Yes, yes, uh, I-I could do a how...
how-to.

"How To Stalk Your Unstalkable Ex."

Yes, great title.

I can't wait to see where this goes.

Uh, hello?

Hey.

Uh, Adena, right?

Mm-hmm.

Kat Edison from "Scarlet."

I spoke to your manager on the phone,
I think.

Firuze.

Seriously?

Kat, hello. I'm Firuze, Adena's manager.

My manager who often neglects
to tell me about meetings

when she knows they're
going to annoy me.

Adena,
Kat was very persuasive on the phone.

Please be persuasive.

This is a huge opportunity to
share her art with America.

Okay. Well, then let me get right to it.

"Scarlet"
has a circulation of over 3 million.

Between Twitter,
Instagram, and Snapchat,

which I'm actually in charge of,

we reach 6 million more people.

And, you know,
I understand why those numbers

might be kind of intimidating.

What do you mean?

In your essay about your collection,

you talk about your
complicated relationship

with your religion, and...

Is that what you think this is about?

I'm scared?

No, of course not.
I didn't say that word.

My Twitter bio literally reads,

"proud Muslim lesbian."

Well, yeah, but that's only
a few thousand followers.

This would mean coming out to millions.

I would come out to the whole world

if it was the right place,

but "Scarlet"
and I are not a good match.

I'm sorry, but I cannot associate my art

with a-a completely
un-feminist magazine.

That's actually a common misconception.

And I have to get back to work.

I'm so sorry that you wasted your time

coming down here.

You know,
there's a lot more inside of a woman

than what you can see on the outside.

Yeah, I know...

'cause there's a lot more inside of me,
too.

So I just got a story approved.

Are you not wearing a bra?

I... You got a story approved?

Oh, my God. That's amazing.

Tell me everything.
What is the story about?

My meeting with Adena was a disaster.

Aw.

Is Sutton not wearing a bra?

Yeah, I don't... Why aren't you?

Jane got a story approved.

Oh, hey! See, I told you.

Who's better than you, babe?
No one.

No, no, this is terrible.

It's called
"How To Stalk Your Unstalkable Ex."

So cute.
Mm.

Oh, my God. I'm a how-to girl.

Jane, I actually kind of like the idea

of you doing something
that involves Eric.

You know,
maybe you can finally get some closure.

I have closure. It's closed.

Don't.

Don't what?
Can we just focus on...

Mm-hmm.

...you getting a bra,

and how am I even supposed to stalk him?

Um, how did women used to do this?

There's...
How did women used to do this?

I can't believe we're driving
slowly past Eric's house.

I must be insane.

You know what? This is stupid.

Sir, can you please turn around?

Sir, can you please ignore
everything my friend just said?

Mm-hmm.
You're getting closure.

Yes, and we're on a bridge.

This is gonna be really good for you.

No, no, it's not.
Yes, it is.

And, hey, look at all this legroom.

Oh, my God.

I was just thinking that.

Now what?

I guess we just watch and wait.

I'm so incredibly sorry, sir.

This is probably the weirdest thing
you've ever had to do.

You can call me Carl.
Hi, Carl.

How about I get out and see
if his name is still on the call box?

Total babe.

God, it's so weird being back here.

I mean, how many hours did I spend

hanging out on those steps with him?

Mm, honey...
It's okay. It's okay.

There's no need to be melodramatic.

I'm... I'm fine.

Jane, he's the first guy that you said
"I love you" to.

It's okay to not be fine.

But I'm seriously fine.

Okay.

Oh, wait, is that him?

Oh, my God, it's him.

Oh!

Carl, Carl, Carl.

That's him. Get back.

And now?

We get the hell out of Brooklyn.

Jane?

Do you need something?

Yes, if you have a minute.

I do if it's important.

I just wanted to talk to
you about my assignment.

I feel like I gave you
the wrong impression

of who I am as a writer

and where I belong here.

I think that I could handle
bigger subject matter,

and I want to prove it,
so I have some ideas

that I was hoping to throw at you.

No.

Jane, I liked your pitch.

It's the story I want you to write.

Lauren Park's office.

Uh, I'll have to check her schedule

and get back to you.

Thanks.

Hi.
Hi.

Um, so Eric's best friend

is going to a rooftop
party in SoHo tonight.

I know this because he's on Facebook,

like all sane and rational people.

And you think that Eric
might be there with him?

I think the odds are good enough

that I have to check it out, so...

will you please come with me?

Please, please, please?

Hold on.

Lauren Park's office.

I don't have her at the moment.
We'll have to return.

Thank you.

I wish I could,
but I have to work really late

for the 60th-anniversary gala.
Come on.

Can't you have somebody,
like, fill in for you?

You're such a better wingwoman than Kat.

I need you.
Aw, thanks.

Tell that to my boss, though.

Lauren Park's office.

I very much appreciated
the Snapchat lessons.

It seems only fair I return the favor,

so I'm gonna teach you
how we used to do things.

Describe your panties.

Hold, please.

This is really important, so...

um, I should probably...
Okay, okay.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, fine.
I will go alone,

and I will call you later
and tell you all about it.

Love you. Bye.
Love you, too. Bye.

I can't talk right now.

Yes, you can.

Find a way.

Let me see if I can find the information

that you're looking for.

Ah, yes, here it is.

I believe that for the
article on panties,

we were discussing

a black lace thong.

Excuse me.

That's all the information
I have at the moment.

Thank you for calling. Good-bye.

Sorry. Hi,
can I help you with something?

I'm looking for this girl.

So tell me, Kat,

have I misunderstood you?

I'm a feminist, okay?

I'm political, and so is this magazine.

It's about clothes and makeup

and how to get boys.

I dare you to tell that to Jacqueline.

You know,
when she took over the magazine,

she shifted the focus.

She calls it stealth feminism.

It's no longer how to please your man...

or woman... in bed.

It's how to please yourself.

You should come back tomorrow.
I can get you a meeting.

She'll convince you.

I have a shoot scheduled in
the Middle East tomorrow.

I fly out on the red-eye tonight.

Okay, well, then I'll convince you.

You are very relentless.

You have no idea.

What is going on in there?

A focus group.
It's an impressive collection.

Yeah, uh...

we... we get a lot of
freebies sent to the office.

I'm sorry. Is this kind of weird?

It's not weird.

They are illegal in my country,

but, um, they are illegal

because my government is repressive...

Which is why I do not respect that law.

Thank you so much for doing this for me.

Sutton had to work late, and Kat...
I don't know,

something about helping her new friend

pack for a trip or something.

Mm, no problem.

So we're hoping to
just run into your ex?

Yeah.

Okay.

Oh, thank you.

Let's do a lap.

What happened?

With Eric?

It was my birthday,

and we were gonna go
away for the weekend.

So we're standing in
Grand Central Station,

and he looks at me, and he says,

"I don't want to do this anymore."

And I was like,
"We don't have to go to the Hamptons."

And...

Yeah, he didn't...
he didn't mean the weekend.

He meant all of it.

Sorry.

It's fine.

Really?

No. No, it's not fine.

Um...

I was never taught how to
handle this kind of stuff.

I mean,
between three brothers and no mom,

I didn't exactly get
the instruction manual

on how to deal with it

when the guy you love leaves you alone

in a train station on your birthday,
so...

You never told me about your mom.

She died when I was really little,

so I-I don't even remember her.

Sorry to hear that.

It would have been nice

to have some female energy around.

It's gonna sound really dumb, but, uh,

it's kind of why
I fell in love with "Scarlet,"

'cause when I needed it,

it was like getting advice
from an older sister

that I always wished I had.

It doesn't sound dumb at all.

Yeah.

Thank you, sir.
You will not regret this.

I might. You will not.

I think the main line calls out
from an unlisted number.

This is Sutton.

Hi, it's me.

Jane?
Mm-hmm.

Why are you calling me
from an unknown number?

It worked.

You sound drunk.

Yes. Correct.

I, um... I got myself drunk enough

to express my emotions,

and it turns out I have a
lot of emotions to express.

Not at you. You, I love.

Um, but at Eric,

and I'm gonna call him

after you give me a pep talk.

Um, are you sure you want
to do that right now?

Yes.

Gosh, worst pep talk ever.

Everything okay?

Um, Sutton Brady,

where are you?

Are you with a dude?

No, I'm still at the office.

Ah,
that's Lauren's phone ringing right now.

I got to go get it. I'm sorry.

I'll call you later. Bye.

Liar.

I hope your friends back home
appreciate the contraband.

They will.

Can I ask you a personal question?

Uh,
I don't know what the signals are like

in your culture, but in mine,

when we spend an evening helping
someone take apart vibrators

to smuggle into a foreign country,

it's a pretty good indicator
that it's okay to get personal.

What's your sexual orientation?

Out and proud hetero.

Sorry.

It wasn't a come-on.

Oh, it would be okay if it was.

I could do worse,

and, you know, honestly,

I actually really get
the whole girl thing.

I do.

But, you know, for me,

I could just never get past...

this.

Well, for me,
it's never just been about...

"this."

It's, uh...

it's more about this.

Damn it.

Never really been much
of a boobs girl either.

You use humor to hide
your real emotions.

Oh, okay. All right.

Hey,
I'm gonna ask you a personal question.

Okay.

Why do you still wear a hijab?

Isn't it kind of contradictory?

I choose to wear the hijab.

It does not oppress me...

but liberates me

from society's expectations

of what a woman should look like.

People tend to get uncomfortable

when they cannot put you in a box.

But I've always liked to
make people uncomfortable.

Well, you're very good at it.

Oh, sorry, I should...

I should take this.

Jane?

At first,
I was calling because Sutton lied to me,

and I'm worried about her,

but now I'm calling because I'm drunk

and I might puke and I need you to come

and hold my hair back.

I'm on my way.

I'm sorry, I, uh,

kind of have to go.

Well, it's been very nice

packing contraband with you,

Kat Edison.

Yeah, you too, Adena El-Amin.

Kat?

You can run the article.

Okay.

Thanks.

I have no idea why she lied to me,

but she seriously saved
my ass last night.

I was about three seconds
from drunk-dialing Eric.

Kind of wish you had.

I like the idea of angry Jane.

Are you sure this is the right place?

Yeah. This is the building.

Swanky.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

You guys followed me?
We have each other's

"Find My Friends" for a reason.
Yeah, in case one of us

gets blackout drunk and/or roofied.

How could you not tell
us that you're having sex

with Richard Hunter?
'Cause she's being an idiot.

I've been dying to tell
you guys everything,

but he's a board member.
This is a huge risk for him.

If this ever got out, it would be...

No, if this gets out,
Richard will be absolutely fine.

Uh, he'll probably get a pat on the back

from the rest of the board.

You're the one who's gonna get trashed,
Sutton.

We all know what everyone at
"Scarlet" calls this,

sleeping with an older man with money,
you're...

Screwing up? You think I'm screwing up?

I don't think that, Sutton.
First of all...

I can screw whoever I want.

And second of all,
that's not even what this is, Kat.

I like him.

What? A guy like that would
never go for a girl like me?

That's not what we're saying.

Do you realize how insane it is

that you used an app to stalk me?

Okay, well, I called you...

Just give me one second.

I needed you, and you lied to me.

Firuze? Okay, slow down.

Okay, well, I'm sorry...
I would never do that to you.

Guys, shut up. Shut up.

Adena's been detained
at the airport back home.

They found one of the
vibrators in her luggage.

Hello? Yeah, I'm here.

They're supposed to take the
contraband and let her go,

but they've been holding her for hours,

and they won't let Firuze
or anyone else talk to her.

Well, does she have a lawyer over there?

No. that's why Firuze called me.

She was hoping, you know,
that maybe I could help,

but, uh,
I just have no idea who to call.

Um, Evan.

Get Janice O'Hare on the phone.

I have a friend at the State Department.

Hey, I got the rundown on
what Adena's up against.

Okay.

Okay, there's some legal document

that she has to sign,
but the gist is this...

She has to admit that she's
deeply ashamed of her crime.

Well, Adena would never sign that, so...

Kat, she's got to sign it,

or else they're not gonna let her go.

There's strict punishment

for women who choose to defy them.

Oh, really? Okay.

Well,
then I guess I'll just have to show them

a woman defying them.

Listen up, everyone.
Stop what you're doing.

We are going to tweet

that a woman is being
held against her will

simply for wanting to
own her own sexuality.

#FreeAdena,
unless someone has something better.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, hold up.
Nobody is tweeting anything.

Kat, my office.

I am the social-media director, okay?

I'm tweeting this.

Have you even considered
what this could do to Adena?

Putting attention on it? Shaming them?

God, Kat, just think it through

before you open your mouth.

What are you doing?

Get me into "Scarlet's" Twitter.

We need to delete
whatever she just posted.

It's funny.

Kat, where are you going?

I don't know, okay?

I don't know. I just...
I need to go to the consulate.

Or... or call the...

I don't know. I just...
I need to do something.

There's nothing you can do.

Hey, hey, it's gonna be okay.
Yeah.

They could send her to jail forever,

or worse, and it is completely my fault.

Hey, it is not your fault.

Yes, it is. I gave her the vibrators.

It was my idea to smuggle them in,
all because I...

I just... I... I need to fix this.

No, what you need to do
right now is just scream.

When I was a kid in Colorado,

I used to just hike up to
the mountains and scream.

Just let it out.

Well, that is a beautiful story, Jane,

but unfortunately, this is not Colorado.

This is New York City,
and there is literally nowhere

in this entire city where people
aren't always on top of you!

Excuse me, sir, thank you.

Shut up!

No, no, no, this is perfect.

We just found the one place in
New York where you can scream.

Oh, my God, Jane. Please stop.

Hey, we're just trying to help you.

What are you gonna do to help, Sutton?

Are you gonna call your boyfriend

and see if maybe he can
fix the problem for me?

I got to go.
You know what?

If she wants to go through this alone,

let her.

Hello, Jane.
Jacqueline.

I'm so sorry,
I didn't realize you were in here.

I'll get out of your way.
I just wasn't feeling

these shoes sent over for the gala,

but it seems like you need this closet

a lot more than I do.
No, no, no.

Uh, don't wear shoes you
don't like because of me.

Just forget I was here.

Jane.

What is going on with you?
Um, nothing.

I felt very confident
giving you this promotion,

but your energy this week has been off.

Maybe you're not quite ready.
No.

I am. I'm ready.

And I'm so grateful
for this opportunity.

Good.

I'm glad to hear that.

So when am I gonna get
some material from you?

Soon. It's all there.

Well, I found Eric.

I, um...
I'm just having trouble finishing it.

How can we fix that, then?

Well, I guess I-I need to talk to him.

Well, that sounds like a
pretty good guess to me.

Why haven't you done that?

Because it hurts too much.

Jacqueline, I've got Beyonc� for you.

Beyonc� Knowles.

No shit, Andrew.

Tell her I'll call right back.

So it's your choice whether you want
to go after that ending or not,

but I've never met anybody
who made a career happen

by hiding out in the fashion closet.

Don't even say it.

I know,
but I don't want you to get hurt.

Me neither.

Hey. You texted.

What are we doing here?

Well, I could answer that, or...

I could show you.

Okay,
I'm sorry I had to ignore you before,

but this... this is...

This is work.
Yeah.

And we knew this would be tricky.

But this is not what I want.

I want to go out on dates.

I want to be asked out on dates,

and if that's not what you want,

I understand.

But I need you to know

I want to be the girl you
can't stop thinking about.

I deserve to be that girl.

Excuse me.

Thank you very much for joining me

to celebrate 60 years of "Scarlet."

Our little magazine has gone
through quite a few changes

over the past six decades,

and for those of you who
say that we are still

a fashion and beauty magazine,
I say yes.

Yes, we are.

But for those of you who say

we are just a fashion
and beauty magazine,

I say, "Here's the next great mascara

"to give you bigger
eyes to see the world.

"Here's a fabulous pair of jeans.

Now go climb a mountain."

A few years ago,
I read an application of a young intern,

and her words have
always stayed with me.

When asked why she wanted
to work at "Scarlet,"

she said, "Because when I needed it,

"'Scarlet' was like getting the advice

of an older sister that
I'd always wished I'd had."

No matter how many years pass,

no matter how the world changes,

"Scarlet"
will always be that older sister.

And we will always be there
for the girls who need her.

Those of you who work at the magazine,

please raise your glasses.

You are the women and men

who work at "Scarlet,"

and 60 years ago, this magazine set out

to redefine the rules.

And now that responsibility
falls to each one of you.

And I want to make sure you understand

what I expect of you.

I expect you to have adventures.

I expect you to fall in love,

to get your hearts broken.

I expect you to have sex
with the wrong people...

to have sex with the right people,

to make mistakes and make amends,

take a leap and make a splash.

And I expect you to unleash holy hell

on anybody who tries to hold you back,

because you don't just
work for "Scarlet."

You are "Scarlet."

Cheers.

Get up. Get up, get up, get up, get up.

What?

It's an international number.

Hello?

Hey, Adena.

It's so good to hear your voice.

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah, okay, so...

Eric.

Jane. Hi.

What are you doing here?

I'm stalking you.

I'm confused.

It's a pretty crappy feeling, isn't it?

Lauren Park's office.

Sutton. It's Richard Hunter.

I'm calling because I can't
stop thinking about you,

and I would really like
to take you out to dinner.

I'll have to check my schedule.

It's a great article.

Thank you.

And thank you for everything
that you did to help.

Well, I didn't do much.

I mean, my friend was able

to put some pressure on,

let 'em know that we're watching,

but Adena's the one who refused
to sign that paper.

She's a brave girl.
Yeah.

And I know that not sending that tweet

was not easy.

But it was the right thing to do...

this time.

But not always.

Adena's a brave girl.

But so are you.

Thanks.

So I read your article.

Let's see, "How To Get Over It"

"When the Guy You Love Leaves You

Standing in a Train Station."

It's not what we discussed.

I know. I, uh...

I took a swing.

You certainly did.

It's excellent.

Does it get easier?

Uh, the writing? Yes.

But the broken heart...

just takes some time.