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- Max, the guy is coming
right now.

- That's the first time
anyone's ever been polite enough

to announce that to me.

- Yeah, hilarious,
sex is messy.

Now hurry!

Let's get these cupcakes
to the window

before that guy gets here,
and when he does, Max,

don't turn around.

- What?
- You know why.

[upbeat music]

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- And here we are
on the much traveled

Bedford Street
right in the very heart

of historic Williamsburg.

- This guy is so boring.

He's like a roofy
with a little flag.

- During the 1830s,
German and Austrian capitalists

established their businesses

here in historic
Williamsburg Brooklyn.

- And, in honor
of those German and Austrian

founding fathers,
here we have our

Williamsburg
beer-batter cupcake.

Oof-yah, beer batter!
It's good!

- Wow, you're pushing harder
than I was

after I ate that whole
brick of cheese.

- Soon, docks, shipyards,
refineries, mills,

and other booming
businesses opened

along the growing waterfront.

- Businesses just like
Max's Homemade Cupcakes.

See, made in Williamsburg.

Only 12.95, 100% cotton.

- And I'm guessing cotton
oof-ya, ees good!

- Actually, I was referencing
booming Williamsburg businesses.

This is one of those
small Williamsburg businesses

that won't be here much longer.

Follow me.

Oh, sir, no, a free dessert
comes with your end-of-tour meal

at the Ye Olde Williamsburg
Watering Hole Restaurant.

Don't waste your Euros.

- How dare he tell those people
our business won't be here.

I haven't been this speechless
since the first time

I saw your toe nails.

- Who cares what he thinks?

We had such a good month,
I had enough cash

to buy my own box
of s'mores Pop-Tarts,

a goal I've had
since I was 11.

My other goal
was making it to 12.

By the way,
you heard I referenced

the Pop-Tarts
as "my own box," right?

- Max, I'm not interested
in your box.

- Well, not for another ten
years when we're still single.

- I can't believe
that tour guide

is telling people
that our cupcake business

is gonna fail.

- I mean, it's one thing
for you, me,

and Time Out New York
to say it, but...

- I just hate that tour guy.

- I hate that tour guy too!

- Han, oh, my God!

It took us five years,
but we finally have something

in common.

- That's not true.
Aren't you both an A-cup?

- Can you believe he's telling
his entire tour

that our cupcake business
is gonna fail?

- Just to play devil's advocate,
maybe he has

the most basic understanding
of supply and demand.

- Han, don't blow this,
it might be our only connection

ever.

- Who the hell does that
dickweed think he is?

- Exactly.

- And I hate him
because that tour never eats

in here.

He just keeps pushing his stupid

Ye Olde Williamsburg
Watering Hole.

I don't want to hear anymore
about that guy's hole!

- Until ten years from now
when you're still single.

- Hey, everybody!

Well, it happened.

- Ryan Seacrest came out?

- Oh, Max,
don't be silly.

No, I'm pretty sure
that happened

a couple of years ago.

My biggest dream has come true.

- Kentucky Fried Chicken
now comes

with free hair extensions?

- Okay, my second biggest dream.

I'm pregnant.

- Oh, no everyone
just thinks that

after they'd had
the chicken parmesan here.

- It's not official.
I haven't peed on a stick yet,

but my boobs
are really, really sore.

- That could be
my handy-work, baby.

- Well, we're about
to find out in a minute

'cause I'm about to
go pee like a race whore.

- Sophie, the phrase
is "race horse."

- Uh, not in Poland.

See, I got a whole bunch
of these things

'cause, uh, my aim
isn't very good.

Yeah, I have
what the doctors call

"a forked stream."

- Well, whichever of those
you don't use, I'll take.

It'll be nice not
to throw myself

down a flight of stairs
every time I have a hunch.

- Oh, all right, well.

Wish me luck, girls.

- Oh, wait up, Sophie!

I'll hold the stick under you
while you urinate.

- Oleg, you're gonna make
a great father.

- Is it even possible
for Sophie to have a baby?

I mean, didn't that window close
around the same time

Blockbuster Video did?

- Well, we don't know
how old she is.

Sophie's ageless,
like a unicorn

or...Anderson Cooper.

- Caroline,
I found a city website

where we can complain
about that tour guide.

- Why, what'd he do to you?

Confuse you with
a historic Williamsburg

fire hydrant?

Up top!

- Um, things have changed.

I'm kind of all about
the Han and me connection

right now.

- Sorry, Max, you're out.

- Han, complaining online
doesn't work.

- True, if it did,
they would have replaced

my faulty Legos by now.

- I say we gotta find him
and knock some sense into him.

- I'm in.

- That's the first time Han
has ever said that to a woman.

All right, can I just come?

- That tour guide
keeps going on and on

into his mic in front of
that bunch of Euro trash.

It's like Madonna on tour.

- Forget this
Ye Olde Williamsburg place.

Those people should be
having desserts at my diner!

- Yeah, if they wanted
Ye Olde Desserts,

they should have come to us.

We've got lady fingers so old,
they have arthritis.

- Ooh, okay, here he comes.
Get ready!

- Oh, who am I kidding?
I can't do this!

I'm not a violent person,
and full disclosure,

this is a Nerf bat.

Sorry, Caroline, I hope
this doesn't affect

our budding friendship/
you never know,

possible romance.

- Never gonna happen.

Okay, Han's dead to me.
It's back to me and you.

- Thank God.
Those couple of hours were hell.

- For me too.

Hi, we need to talk to you.

I'm Caroline
from Max's Homemade Cupcakes.

- Oh, yeah, right.

I didn't recognize you
without...

the worst German accent
I ever heard.

- And you are?

- Dannon.

- Like the yogurt?

- It's a family name.

- Listen, Yoplait.

I personally don't give a crap
what you think,

but you bad-mouthing
our business

is upsetting my girl here.

You got that, Activia?

- Look, girls, I'm not just
talking about your business.

All the businesses
on that block are gonna close.

It's getting plowed
for an IMAX theatre.

- Oh, my God.

- I know.

Another Max is getting
plowed on our block?

- Morning.
- Yeah.

I can't believe
they're replacing us

with an IMAX.

That subway psychic told me
my business would skyrocket.

I guess this also means
I won't be a contestant

on "The Voice."

- That psychic had food
all down her blouse.

She couldn't predict
her mouth opening,

let alone your life.

- I'm e-mailing all
the neighborhood business owners

to attend an emergency meeting
tonight at the diner.

I've contacted
pretty much everyone

except that
medical marijuana store.

You know, Joint Custody.

- I'll call them.
They're on my speed dial.

* Pop my tarts
pop my tarts *

* Pop-Tarts, Pop-Tarts,
Pop-Tarts *

* A boppa-boppa boppa-tarts--

[keys clacking]

- Yes, it was me.
I stress ate them.

- You ate my PPTs?

Personal Pop-Tarts.

- You gave them a cute name?

- Of course, I've been dreaming
about them my whole life.

I can't believe you ate the last
of my s'mores Pop-Tarts.

- Fine, I'll go out
and buy you another box

with the money I was saving
for a Wet n Wild lip liner.

[knocking at door]

Well, we know that's not
opportunity knocking.

He lost my address
when I moved in here.

- Hi, girls.

I'm out of sugar,
and can one of you read

my morning pee stick?

I can't read
this little window thing

and I lost my cheaters
and Oleg's not upstairs.

- So you lot both your cheaters.

- Yeah, see Max?

That kind of joke
is no longer funny

now that we're
gonna be parents.

So no more that!

- It's just not my morning.

- Caroline,
why don't you read it?

Might be nice to here
some good news

come out of your sad mouth
for a change.

- Oh, just take it.

I'm pretty sure
I got the worst of it.

- Okay, now everybody hold hands
and get ready to cry

'cause I feel really,
really, really pregnant.

- It's negative.

- You're negative!

- Sophie, I understand
you're disappointed,

but maybe you should manage
your expectations.

- Oh, man I really thought
I was pregnant.

I mean, my period's real late.

- How late is late?

Hashtag,
just asking for a friend.

- Well, I don't know.

Six months?

A year, tops.

- Well, I mean, at your age--
- Oh, careful now.

Don't be too dead
to get my new Pop-Tarts.

- Exactly how old
do you think I am?

- Well...

- If you open your mouth
and say an age,

any age, there's no coming back
from that.

- How old?

- Well...

- Oh.

- [scoffs]
[laughs]

- Final offer.

- Well, I don't know
how old she is,

but I've aged
since this started.

- Okay, next,
Cathy's Crystal Shop.

- Present and accounted for,
thank the goddess.

- Garboni Funeral Home?

Thanks for coming.

- No thanks,
I'm having my head frozen.

- Bedford Methadone
and Drug Clinic?

Oh.

- Do you have a card?

- We'll just wait for
one more business to arrive

before we start.

Oh, and thank you all
for coming.

- Oh, and thank you

for closing the diner tonight
for this meeting.

- Oh, we're not closed.

- Nope,
this is a busy Thursday for us.

- Oh, hi,
are you here for the meeting?

- Yeah,
we're Smiley Time Daycare.

- Well, if Sophie has a baby,
I think we found our nanny.

- Okay, tonight's call to arms

is really about
each and every one of us

and our dreams.

Small businesses are
and have always been

the backbone of Williamsburg.

- But this is about
so much more than business.

Let me help.

I took a class in
motivational speaking.

- Well motivate your ass
back down.

I got this.

- Do you?
You're losing this crowd

faster than I'm going
to lose my diner.

- He's right, move it along.

You make that boring crock guy
look like a sweeps episode

of "Empire."

- That was just my opening.

- And your closing.
Thanks, Caroline.

Yes, I said yes, folks.

Yes, we are all businesses,

but we are one hell of a lot
more than that!

- Impressive.
It's like Tony Robbins

and a pine nut had a baby.

- We are a family,

and the only way--
the only way out of this crap

is each other.

- Can I get a "what-what?"

all: What-what!

- Can I get a high-five?

all: High-five!

- All right!
- High-five!

- I'm so jealous.

I've been dying
to do that for years.

- And tomorrow, we need you,

and I mean every one of you,

to join my diner family
at that public hearing

down at the Brooklyn Courthouse

and we are going to tell them

they can keep
their stinking buyout money.

- Yeah!

- There isn't enough money
in the world

to buyout our leases.
- Yeah.

Han, I don't--
- Wait, they want to buy us out?

- Not 20,000, not 30,000--

- Dollars?
I could live in India.

I wouldn't have to sell
these dumb crystals anymore.

- But we are a family!

- Yeah, we're a family.

[indistinct murmuring]

- Might just be us tomorrow.

- With the addition of the IMAX,

I predict that the net worth

of this now dilapidated
group of businesses

will at least quadruple.

And commissioner,
you don't know me,

but when it comes to finance,

when it comes
to most things really,

I'm very hands on.

- And also a douche.

- We'll take a break
and then hear arguments

from the opposing side.

- Max, I'm gonna ask you
a serious question

and I want the truth.

- Is it, "Can you smell
that onion bagel on my breath,"

'cause yes.

- Do you think
our business dream

is as far-fetched
as Sophie's baby dream?

- You know Sophie's right there,
right?

Don't get her mad.

I once saw her
open up a can of paint

with her knees.

- I mean,
aren't all dreams kind of crazy?

Isn't that why
they're called dreams,

'cause they're not real?

At some point,
you have to wake up and pee,

right?

- Sometimes five times a night.

- Well, at least you won't have
to listen to that annoying

tour guide's speech
twice a day anymore.

- Right, if you look
to your left,

you'll see
a failing cupcake shop

with two completely deluded
shop owners.

- In fact,
the only redeeming feature

in this waste of architecture
are the historic Tiffany windows

right next to those two bitches.

- Wait, what about the windows?

He says that?
I totally missed that?

- Yeah, because you're too busy
sprechen the cupcakes.

- Oh, my God,
those Tiffany windows

might be old enough
to qualify us

as a historic landmark building.

Oh, oh, my God,
I'll be right back.

- Where are you going?

- Down to the city archives.

I need proof that those windows
are legit.

If I'm not back
when it's our turn to speak,

stall them.
Fill time.

Just go on an on
talking about nothing.

- Got it.
Pretend I'm you.

But you would need a miracle
to find that proof in time.

- Psst, Max, you got a tampon?

I just got my period.

Either that,
or I've been shot.

- Sophie can still
have a baby!

See, miracles can happen!

- The woman is right there.

And like I've already
said twice, Your Honor,

I've worked at that diner
since 1989,

so, peace out.

- She's still not back.
Keep going.

- Your Honor,
I've been working at that diner

since 1989.

- I think we've heard everything
this gentlemen has to say

about the building in question,
including, for some reason,

of his brief affair with
comedian Nipsy Russell's wife.

- She was from Brooklyn!

I thought it was pertinent,
Your Honor.

- If there
are no other witnesses--

- Han, go, go, go, go.

- No, I already blew this once.

- Finally, you admit
you blew something

when I can't enjoy it.

Oleg, you go.

- I can't.
The judge knows me

from a sort of
"Eyes Wide Shut" situation.

You go.

- No, nothing good
ever happened to me

in a courtroom.

Every single time, they just
gave me back to my mother.

- I'll go.

Yeah, I've got something to say.

You're a lady judge.

You got any Midol?

- Well, if there are
no further witnesses...

- Damn it, yo!

I guess I have
something to say.

- Wonderful.

Carmella, we just lost
our lunch table.

- Nice model you got there,

except IMAXs are supposed
to be big.

[laughs]
That's kind of the point.

- Miss, if you don't have
anything pertinent--

- Stop, you can't
tear our building down!

So excited, I feel like
I'm in "Legally Blonde."

Those Tiffany windows
are over 100 years old,

making it a historic,
landmark building.

- Do you have
documented proof of this?

- Yes, I do, your honor.

- So dramatic.
I'm loving it.

- Living, breathing,
boring proof.

Your Honor, this gentlemen
is an expert

on historic Williamsburg.

Dannon, tell them
about the windows.

- First say it.

Say it in the eyes of the court,
or no deal.

- I will never
do a German accent again.

- The building's windows
were created by Tiffany Studios

in a playful fish motif
for the original Williamsburg

fish market,
opened at that location

in June, 1901.

- Well, that qualifies
as a landmark.

- Yes!

- Yah, dis is vuunderbar!

Well, I never
promised you anything.

- How do you like that, Max?

These cute little fishies
from the fish market

saved our business
and the diner.

- It's weird I'd wind up
working in a former fish market.

- Dannon told me
the market was also a front

for a whore house.

- Yeah, that's more like it.

Now I have a serious question
for you

and I want you
to tell me the truth.

Would it have been
smarter for us

to take whatever
of that buyout money

we would have forced Han
to give us and quit?

- Probably.

but Max, I've wanted
my own business

since I was little.

It's purely emotional.

I can't really explain it.

- I can.
It's your PPT.

Your personal Pop-Tart.

- It is.
It's my PPT.

- Then I totally get it.

- Yeah, you do, Max.
You always do.

- Well, girls,
it's official.

- You're still short?

- We won!

The entire neighborhood
has just been notified

there is no IMAX buyout.

- Yep, and they do not
look happy.

Here they come.

- Hey, you!
Yeah, you!

[crowd chattering]

- Open up!
They have sticks!

- Can't leave him out there,
can we?

- Aah!
- Oh, God!

- Oh!

[upbeat music]

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