All language subtitles for 02 - The Devil And Maya Gallo

Good morning.

Hmm?

Well, well, well, lookie here.

Sweet little hayseed

come on out
to the big city

to be a model.

Bet you've got
big dreams.

What's that?

An armful of pictures
your boyfriend took

by his El Camino?

"I love you,
Billy Bob.

I'll write you
every day."

Spare me.
You'll blow him off tomorrow

for anybody on MTV
with a nose ring and a tour bus.

Then you'll
change your name

to Dominique

and practice your poses
in the mirror.

"Look at me,
I'm brooding and complex.

I'm dirty."

Here's your coffee.

Sorry I'm late.

[COUGHS]

[SIGHS]

Good morning.

Have you been
helped?

[***]

Wait, hold it.

Thanks.

It's my first day.

No problem.

I hate to be late
on the first day.

Then you might want
to let go of that button.

Oh, right.

Excuse me.

Could I ask you
a question?

Do you think
my shoes match?

They look fine.

Oh, good, thanks.
Sorry to bother you.

Do you really think so?

They look fine.

Because I just think

that you can tell
a lot about a person

by their shoes.

They look fine.

Isn't it weird how
when you're nervous,

and you got on

a fabulous pair
of shoes,

you just feel

like everything
is gonna be okay?

Slow elevator.

Oh, I know, I'm obsessing.

It's...first day on the new job.

Fashion magazine.

Blush.

Are we even moving?

My father's the publisher
and editor,

and he said
I could make some changes,

so I'm going to turn it
into a real magazine,

instead of 200 pages
of ridiculous beauty tips,

lame advice,
and brainless models.

That's me on the cover.

You're Veronica Webb.

Slow elevator.

Hi, everyone.

Maya, darling.

Were you in the neighborhood,

or is this "take your daughter
to work" day?

Actually, Nina, I work here now.

Really? In the same building?
What fun.

We'll have to nod hello
to each other

in the elevator sometime.

No, here at the magazine.

Oh, you are...
you are such a character.

Oh, my God, you're not kidding.

Finch, did you know
about this?

Of course I did.
I know everything.

Then why didn't
you tell me?

Okay, I didn't know.

Well, well, well.

The forecast
called for sunshine,

and they were right.

Hello, Elliott.

On a scale of 9 to 10,
how much did you miss me?

If 9 is "not at all," then 4.

All right, I'm back.

Yes, yes,

and look,
I've got baby pictures.

Aren't these adorable?

Oh, they're cute.

Annie Leibowitz took them.

Oh, too bad
they're dark

and out of focus.

Elliott, don't be jealous.

Oh, I'm not jealous.

Aw, a baby
in a giant eggshell,

that's real original.

Send copies of these
to people I care about.

Hey, buttercup.

Hi, Dad.

Hey, you've got
something

on your jacket
there.

Oh, damn, the baby
threw up breakfast.

Well, that makes two of us.

All right,
let's start the meeting.

First, I'd like to welcome
my daughter Maya

to Blush.

I know
this is all rather sudden,

but I'm counting on her
to shake things up.

And what things
will she be shaking up, exactly?

Good question. Maya?

Actually,
I have some ideas--

There you are, ideas.

A fresh take,
a new perspective.

Wow, a new perspective.

I know this is all
a little weird,

but I don't want you
to think of me

as his daughter.

I just want to be treated
like everyone else.

Do you really
mean that?

Absolutely.

Then get out
of my chair.

Okay, let's begin the meeting.

Photo department?

No problems.

Beauty and fashion?
Under control.

Bagels and juice?

In your office.

Gosh,
this was the best meeting ever.

Wait, wait,
what about my story ideas?

Shh, if you say them out loud,
they won't come true.

No, no, no, no, Maya's right.

All right, darling,
we're listening.

Okay,

I have an idea
for a hard-hitting expose.

Hey,

lay it on me.

It's about
how designer clothing companies

exploit foreign workers.

Ooh, hoo, hoo, hoo.

Maya, Maya,
you're new to the fashion world,

so let me introduce you

to the phrase
"pooping in your own nest."

Translation--pass.

Well, I love it.

That's what I mean.
Pass it on over.

I'm on board.

Great.

I've placed a call to a guy
at the international labor board

who says he's got proof--

Hey! I'm sold.

If anyone needs me,

I'll be shooting
our special salute to the thong,

and this time,
it's a closed set.

What? I told you
I have to measure the floors

for insurance purposes.

Well, stop.

Half my pictures
have your head in them.

Don't you want
to hear--

Oh, good.

Look, Maya,
company credit cards.

What do I need
credit cards for?

Look, a hologram of a bird.

I bet if you showed this
to a caveman,

he'd have a heart attack.

Oh, she's new, she's fresh,
she's got ideas.

Yeah, well,
the writing's on the wall,

and it says, "Adios, Nina."

Damn, this was the year

I was gonna open
a savings account.

Hey, I'm as upset
as you are.

I just don't have
the worry lines

to prove it.

One more crack like that,

and I'll put the M&M's
on the high shelf.

Look, this is no time
for my stinging barbs

and your lame comebacks.

I'm losing my power base,
I'm over a barrel,

like you at that Vanity Fair
charity hoedown.

Hey, Nina...

which one
of these thongs

is more
sophisticated?

Oh, don't bother me.
I'm in crisis.

Oh, Nina, if this is about
Maya squeezing you out,

don't worry.

It won't be long
before social security kicks in.

Oh, my God, I can't breathe.

Here you go, baby.

Oh, please,

I'm not going to
breathe into that.

And poor, poor Finch,

cast aside
like a bastard son.

That remark just cost you
a box of post-it notes,

my friend.

Elliott,
which is this?

The front
or the back?

That's
a camera strap,

honey.

Well, good luck
with those resumes.

Oh, me, it's back
to the thong mines.

Come on, baby.

That poor son of a bitch

thinks I'm bluffing
about those post-it notes.

Is this
the international labor board?

Mr. Lee, please.
It's Maya Gallo.

Maya.

Yes, I called earlier

about the garment
workers piece.

Maya, come quick.

Yes, I know he's busy,
but this is important.

Maya, Maya.

Maya, Maya.
Sorry?

Same number.
Maya, Maya.

Maya. Maya.
Yes, thank you.

Maya.

Oh, hi, Dad.

I was just pretending to have
a very important conversation

on this play phone.

Come see
your new office.

I don't need a new office.
I don't want a new office.

Look at
my new office.

Look at the view.

Look at the view.

You can see the boats
in the East River.

I see them.
I see the boats.

And park your hips

in your ergonomic
calf-skin chair.

Oh, I don't
really nee--

Oh, this is
comfortable.

It's just my way of saying
I'm glad you're here.

Aw, look at
the cute family

in that picture.

Who are they?

Hello, Mr. Gallo.

Wow, who fixed up my office?

This isn't my office anymore,
is it, sir?

You've got an even better office
on the 18th floor.

Isn't that storage?

Okay.

Look, I appreciate all this,

but I want to talk
about the magazine

and mostly about--

Hey, Maya,

meet Lilly,
the office masseuse.

She does
this relaxing thing

where she pretends
to crack an egg

over your head.

Oh, wow.

Oh, um...

Okay, I have been able to verify

the appalling working conditions
overseas--

Maya,

meet Mercedes,
the cappuccino lady.

Mercedes, you know Lilly.

That's good.

Could you--
Up on the shoulders more?

Oh, hey, everybody rotate
so I can see the boats.

Well, I can see you're busy.

Wait.

This is ridiculous.

Lilly, Mercedes,
thank you.

Please excuse us.

My father and I
need to have a little talk.

Now, about my story--

Whoa, slow down.

You haven't even tried
your new computer.

Look what happens
when you make a mistake.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS]

That's really cute,
but--

[TELEPHONE RINGS]

Hey, your first
phone call.

Maya Gallo's office.

Oh, I'll ask.

It's the footwear rep
from Boccina.

She wants to know
what your sizes are

so she can send you free shoes.

Free shoes?

Don't worry.

I'll tell her
you're busy.

Six and a half narrow.

No, I don't have
your catalog.

Oh, look, I just
received your catalog.

Hey, what are you guys doing
in Persky's office?

Oh, this ain't Persky's office
no more,

is it?

What is it, Dennis?

Uh, there's a phone call
for Princess Maya

on line two.

It's Mr. Lee
from the labor board.

Oh, these
are great.

They come in suede
now? Since when?

Okay, he's leaving
to catch a plane,

so if you want
to talk to him,

it's got to be
right now.

Take a message.

Boots? Of course
I need boots.

[COMPUTER PLAYS
DRAMATIC MUSIC]

Excuse me,

do you have
the time?

Why, yes,
it's approximately too pretty.

Wait, you were the guy
measuring the floor

during the shoot.

Yes, I was. Dennis Finch.

Good heavens,
lookie what I found--

two tickets for the Knicks game
on Friday night.

Courtside, is that good?
Right up front?

Yeah.

Tell you what.
Why don't you come with me.

That's right.

The Knicks are home this week,
aren't they?

Yes, sir, I'm giving the tickets
to the usual company clients.

We'll give them to Maya.

Jack, you told me if I--

Listen, so maybe you can
just come by my house tonight

for a little
private shindig?

Yeah.

We can rent Hoosiers.

Did you hear?
She got Persky's office.

Give Maya this,
give Maya that.

What's next?

My weekend
on the company yacht?

We have a company yacht?

No.

All right, all right,
I hate to admit it,

but you two
were right about her.

I just asked Jack
a question about the cover,

and you know what he said?

What?

He said, "Ask Maya."

Oh, you know,
it's just so unfair.

I've worked here
for nine years,

three of them
practically sober.

All right, listen up,
here's the plan.

We've got to show him

that he needs us more
than he needs his daughter.

His alleged daughter.

I want to see
a blood test.

We run this place,
we hold all the cards,

and that's why we're gonna march
into his office right now

and tell him

that either he gets rid
of Nepotisma, queen of darkness,

or he's gonna lose us,
the backbone of Blush Magazine.

I mean, what's next?
Our week at the ski chalet?

We have
a ski chalet?

BOTH: No.

All right,
now is the time

we show Jack
what we're made of.

Strength in numbers.
One for all. United we stand.

Did you barge in here
for a reason,

or does the floor
tilt toward my office?

Jack, having Maya here
is a big mistake.

The three of us
are the backbone--

The three of you?
I only see two.

Me, Finch, and...

Elliott,
you bastard.

So you're saying

I'm wrong to hire
my own daughter?

Um...

Well, Nina,
answer the man.

I tried to keep her out, Jack,

but her diet pills

give her the strength
of 10 former models.

Well?

Jack, all I meant was...

Yes?

I...

Mm-hmm.

I...

Gotcha.

Today is

national "say the opposite
of what you mean" day.

Isn't it, Finch?

No.

See?

Crafty.

Hey, Dad,

notice anything free on my head?

Perfect for lunch at Le Cirque.

Le Cirque? Isn't it impossible
to get a table there?

Yes, because of people like us.

Hey.

Hey.

Wally...

check out my jacket.

It's from Donna Karan...

No, not the store,
Donna The Human Being Karan.

Daddy took me
to her office,

and she said,
"Hello, Jack, wife number five?"

And it was so funny,

and we had so much fun
just the two of us,

and, oh, I've got
courtside seats to the Knicks.

Courtside seats? Knicks?

Then we were drinking
champagne at Le Cirque,

and who was there
but Liam Neeson.

That's right,
Liam Neeson!

And he says to me,

"Hey, there, wee darling,
nice shoes,"

and I say...

"They were free."

Great,
and how did your ideas go over?

Huh?
Your ideas.

Changing
the magazine,

shaking it up.

Oh, well, you know,
there wasn't really--

I mean, we--

Oh, no.

What?

He got me.

He totally got me.

I can't believe it.

You're losing me.

My father worked me
like a puppet.

How could I be
such an idiot?

How--how could I not see
what was happening?

I'm giving this stuff back.

I'm giving back the shoes.

They're gone.

I'm giving back the hats.

Hats got to go.

I'm giving back the tickets.

Well, wait, wait,

even better--

We keep the tickets,

we go to the game,
we sit courtside,

and we spend his money
on beer and nachos,

and then the next day,
you march right into his office,

and you wave
those stubs

right in his face.

That'll show him.

Goodbye.

Okay, but--
but that's the plan, right?

* Oh, and that's how I met
Old wife number three *

* Now all we have in common
Is alimony *

[BABY CRYING]

Oh, honey,

please don't cry.

Uh, let's see...

Oh, here's one I wrote
about my chiropractor.

* Oh, snap and tug
And crack *

* I think *

* This guy's a quack *

Maya, I've been doing this
for an hour,

and she won't
stop crying.

Hey, little Hannah bear.

Let's, yeah, get this pacifier
out from under your back

and put it in your mouth.

[BABY STOPS CRYING]

How about that?

There you go.

Time to go sleepy.

You know,
it's funny--

Shh.

Shh.

[QUIETER] It's funny.
You hardly ever cried.

Oh, sure I did.

It was just hard to hear
from the golf course.

So where's Mrs. Gallo
the fourth?

Allie's at the gym.

Apparently,

cellulite is more vulnerable
at night.

I don't know
where she gets the energy.

Well,
she's on that special program

where she's half your age.

So, uh, can I
offer you anything?

Well, if it's no bother,

can I have
my soul back?

What?

Oh, you're good,
I'll give you that.

I mean, you're in a tough spot.

You don't want to change
your magazine,

but you don't want
to look like a bad guy

and reject my ideas,

so you distract me
with the beautiful office,

the free shoes.

What? I can't give my daughter
nice things?

You know what I'm talking about.

I only took this job

because you promised me
I could write real stories

about important issues.

Oh, Hannah, Hannah, Hannah.
[BABY CRYING]

But we do important stories.

Oh, oh, darling.

How about that piece
on the troops in Bosnia?

That was on the comeback
of khaki.

Shh.

Why is everything so serious
with you?

Relax, have a little fun.

Hey, I have fun.
I have lots of fun.

I--I make time to...

I collect...

Just believe me, I have fun.

Maya,

do you know why my magazine
is so successful?

Because I give my readers
what they want.

Well, maybe they're smarter
than you think.

Maybe they want something more
than 10 easy ways to pouty lips.

Well, that's not a chance
I'm willing to take.

So I guess we're
at an impasse.

I guess we are.

I'd say

we both have a lot
of thinking to do.

I guess we do.

How about all your new shoes?

I'm giving them back.
They cost too much.

Well, you still have a pair on.

I can't return these.

They're slightly scuffed.

Could we get
started, please?

Because I need
to re-shoot Noelle

for that thong piece.

Why?
Why not?

Just give it another minute.

I heard a very funny joke
this morning.

Seems there was this farmer--

All right, let's get started.

Item one

is the conspicuous
absence

of your colorful
daughter.

I only ask this

because Persky's
been wandering

around
the 18th floor--

Yeah, yeah, yeah,

you can tell him
he can have his office back.

Aw, that's too bad.

Your daughter's presence
will be sorely missed.

She is a real treat.

Persky...

the rodent has left the hole.

Jack, may I say

that although Maya and I
only worked side by side

for one day,

I feel that I can truly
call her friend.

Sorry I'm late.
Maya.

You...

Sit, sit.

You're just in time.

I know you all

probably have
questions

about Maya's role

here
at the magazine--

Well, my only
question is

how long till Nina drinks
the rest of the Raisin Bran?

Well, I gave this
a lot of thought

last night,

and I think Maya
will fit in best

as articles editor.

Damn, I knew...

"Articles editor"?
As in "articles"?

As in "no say over beauty
and fashion"?

That's right.

Oh, thank God.

Unless the article's
about beauty and fashion.

Dear God.

And I have a second
announcement.

Starting today,

this magazine
will try to include

more serious, in-depth pieces...

Sometimes.

Not because
I feel guilty,

but because I want to.

I just happen to think

our readers
have grown more sophisticated.

I know my new wife
is smarter

than any of
the last three.

And I'm sure the next one
will be smarter still.

But at the same time,

let's remember--

small steps.

I mean,
we don't want

to alienate
our readers,

and for the record,

I'm as much fun
as the next person.

In fact, last weekend,

I went to the park
and blew soap bubbles,

so there.

What the hell is going on?

Good morning,
everyone.

Just moving back
into my office.

Persky, my main man.

I'm not moving back
into my office,

am I, sir?

I hear
they love you

down on 18th.

I'm the only one
there, sir.

Okay.

[***]

* Life keeps bringing me
Back to you *

* Keeps bringing me home *

* It don't matter
What I want to do *

* 'Cause it's got
A mind of its own *

* Life keeps bringing me
Back to you *

* Yeah **