- Here's how this is gonna work.
You are gonna delete that video
and I will let you keep your job
as long as you keep me happy.
- You do what you gotta do.
But I'm showing her that video.
She deserves to know what kind of person
she's gonna be spending the rest of her life with.
You can tell everybody about me,
I don't really care anymore.
- Wait, wait, wait, this isn't over.
- Oh, yes it is.
(metallic screeching)
(metallic crashing)
(sirens blaring) - Oh!
(upbeat music)
- All clear. - Can't believe
I'm doing this.
(siren blares) (gasping)
- Be cool, be cool, be cool.
- You know I'm cool.
- Ma'am, public urination is illegal.
- Um, no, I was doing nothing of the sort.
- Afraid I'm gonna have to cite you.
Can I see your ID, please.
- What?
Okay, that's insane?
We're in Brooklyn, everybody pees everywhere.
- Drop your weapon!
- I don't know her.
- Drop it!
- Free to go, just, oh. - Hey!
Get back here!
You, drop it!
- This is complete bullshit.
- Okay, this is more like it. - Yes.
- This is what
we're talking about. - Aw, yeah.
- Yes, this is it.
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!
- Ah!
- Oh, my God, what just happened here?
- Oh, my God, I think she broke your dick.
(upbeat electronic music)
- Sebastian?
Hello?
- [Sebastian] Oh!
- Oh, my God!
- Ah!
- Oh, my God!
Ah, ah!
- Liza, Liza!
Liza!
I was just grooming her!
(screaming)
- A few more minutes, just hang on.
- Shouldn't somebody else be in the splash zone?
- Maggie, you and I are the only two women
on the planet who've been inside my mother.
We're bonded.
- Oh, whoa, whoa, oh my God, oh my God,
oh my God, it's coming for me!
- Hey, remember your breathing, all right?
Deep breaths.
(exhaling)
- That's helps. - I need to push.
- No, don't! - No, don't push.
Do not push!
- No baby in my Uber!
- Through the ah! - Ah, wow!
- There goes my five star rating.
- Okay, she's coming over.
- Good. - Don't smile like that,
it scares me.
- Awesome, I need you to know,
that I keep a secret stash in the Halloween pumpkin
in my room.
- A secret stash of what?
- Bail money. - Oh boy.
- Maggie, what a surprise.
- Not as surprised as I am.
- Oh, Mags, I didn't want you find out this way.
I'm sorry, this must look so bad.
- That's my painting.
- Mm hmm and you gave it to me,
I put my mark on it and now it's mine,
that's the point of the whole show.
- Oh!
- No.
Oh my God! - Oh, oh!
(canvas ripping)
Oh, my ah.
- There, now it's mine again.
- Oh my God, oh my God.
(smooth music)
- Oh man, this feels so good.
But I still haven't quite figured out things with my...
With Josh.
- Yeah, that seems like you do have a few things
to figure out.
(exhales loudly)
I've got 75 people out there
whose jobs I suddenly can't guarantee
because of her carelessness.
- This is not like you to be so angry
before you know the facts.
- You're right.
You're right, you're right.
I don't know anything.
I don't know how I'm gonna replace our biggest earner.
I don't know how I'm going to make payroll next month.
And I don't know why you dating
a 40-something guy in publishing, who isn't me!
♪ Happy birthday to you ♪
♪ Happy birthday, dear Charles ♪
♪ Happy birthday to you ♪
- I'm glad you're here.
- Yeah, me too.
(upbeat electronic music)
- We can't. - I know, sorry.
That was a crazy idea.
- No, it's not crazy.
It's just not right.
♪ I'm a girl who's wild and we're swinging in ♪
♪ Baby's fierce we on top of it ♪
♪ Hit the program though we ain't having it ♪
♪ Got the glamor and the power so we smashing it ♪
♪ Na na na ♪
- Guess who got the money, honey?
♪ Girls, girls, girls ♪
♪ Rule the world ♪
♪ Girls, girls, girls ♪
♪ Rule the world ♪
♪ Girls, girls ♪
- Guess who got the money, honey?
♪ Rule the world ♪
- Kelsey Lorraine.
♪ Rule the world one more time ♪
- We want you back at Empirical.
- I don't know. - Just think about it.
While you're at it, think about this.
(upbeat electronic music)
- I will definitely give that a lot of thought.
(crowd moans)
- [Charles] I'm sorry, you all right?
- Hey, look. - It's on me.
- What the hell was that?
- Sorry, I just get competitive.
- That punch just cost you $10,000.
- I know, but it was so worth it.
(suspenseful music)
- The truth is, the young assistant,
this assistant is not the 20-something she claims to be.
Liza Miller is 42 years old and she has been lying,
shamelessly, about who she is for years.
- God, this woman is deranged.
Forgive me, Charles, but I cannot just stand by
and let her slander us like this.
- Diana, don't.
- Pauline, you are the only shameless liar here.
- Diana, wait.
- You are a sad, and petty person.
Simply jealous of the person
that your ex-husband fell in love with.
How dare you, how dare you?
Besmirch this young, innocent woman's name.
Have you no decency?
We are officially withdrawing you as your debutante,
sash please?
- Diana, it's true.
It's all true.
Diana, wait-- - You stay the hell
away from me.
(gentle music) (intercom ringing)
- What are you?
- I don't care anymore.
(speaking in foreign language)
- Diana, will you marry me?
- Is there a ring involved?
- I'm being spontaneous here.
- Oh, what's the rush?
Let her think about it.
- She can take all the time she needs.
- Yes!
- You and I have been through a lot
these past few months, real life, ups and downs.
I have fallen deeper and deeper in love with you,
how can I not?
I cannot imagine not waking up each morning with you.
With your smile and your laugh,
with everything about you.
Liza Miller, will you marry me?
- Oh, my God, Charles.
(gentle music)