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("RIP HER TO SHREDS" BY BLONDIE PLAYS)

(QUIETLY) Linda.

Earth to Linda.

Oh.

Still working on the company report?

Uh, I finished that last week.

I was just working on some projections for next month.

You include last year's numbers?

Mm-hmm. All index-correlated

with next year's estimated quarterlies included.

-(CHUCKLES) You're amazing. -Oh.

God, I have so much trouble with this stuff.

All right. They're all waiting.

Showtime. I'm right behind ya.

-Oh. -Oh.

No, they shrunk it down to a smaller group.

I'm actually just, uh, dropping it off.

I-I put the numbers together.

They told me they wanted me in the room

in case there were any questions.

Questions. Yeah, I don't really know.

I mean, you know how it's been around here lately, Linda,

it's just all...

...up in the air.

Yeah.

But don't worry. They'll know who did the heavy lifting.

Your name is right on top.

Okay.

-Okay. -Thanks.

Good luck in there.

Well...

Guess that old elevator to success

is out of order again, huh?

-What? -(CHUCKLES) Oh.

I was just saying, we're gonna have to keep taking the stairs.

One step at a time.

Oi!

-Chase! -Oh. Hey, what's up?

-'Sup? -Uh...

A few of us after work are hitting Milly and Al's for--

-So down. -Oh!

Milly and-- That's the best karaoke in town.

Yeah, it is. -Could really go for a song

and a drink tonight.

My go-to is "One Way Or Another."

Uh...

-Is that... No?

-No. -Blondie?

-Debbie Harry? Oh, man. -No.

-All right. All right.

"I'm gonna get ya, get ya, get ya, get ya."

Hey!

You gotta Google her.

Um, do you have a go-to, or...

Here is the company review I prepared.

Lost a lot of sleep putting this little baby together.

But no rest for the wicked, am I right?

So get this. After all that work,

I didn't even get to go to the meeting.

-(CHOPPING) -I swear, Sweetie, sometimes...

Yeah, I'm still sitting with the assistants.

But, all that changes tomorrow.

When Bradley--

Mr. Preston officially takes over for his father.

Yep. His father said, right in front of him,

that I was next in line for VP.

So, he knows my value to the company.

And he's good-looking, and he's single

and charming, and blah, blah, blah.

And I told you how flirty he was with me at the Christmas party.

Whoo!

But...

That has nothing to do with anything.

We just need to focus on...

the new office, the new title...

...maybe that bigger apartment.

We're gonna spread our wings a little.

It's not over for us.

Best is yet to come.

Well, exactly.

We deserve it.

You deserve it.

Hmm?

Up you go. Come on.

Mmm.

We deserve it.

Mmm!

It's time. Okay.

Who'll have what it takes to outwit...

-Outplay, outlast. -...outplay, and outlast...

all the rest.

-This is Survivor. -(TRIBAL HORN BLOWS)

If Kishan gets voted off tonight, I swear to God.

That's what I'm saying.

Ladies and gentlemen, may I have your attention please?

I'd like to present to you your new president, Bradley Preston.

This is Marshall, IT...

Marshall, look forward to working with you.

Sonja. Sales. -Nice to meet you, Mr. Preston.

-Mmm. -And finally, Sierra, Marketing.

All right, sit down, sit down, sit down.

Okay, everybody back to work.

Got a few things to talk to you about in the office, okay?

Sure.

Soon as we can, we gotta get you--

-Mr. Preston! -Hi!

Call me Bradley. Nice to meet you.

Oh, um...

Linda Liddle. We spoke at the Christmas party.

-Um... -Oh. That's right.

No, yes. Of course.

Of course, it's great to see you again.

Yes. You, too. And I'm so sorry about your father.

-I appreciate that. -He was a very admirable man.

He really took me under his wing.

-Yes. Me, too. -Um...

But I am so excited about this opportunity to help you execute

...your strategic vision

and lead this company into a new era of, um...

Um...

Era of success.

-Exactly. -Well, I hope to do just that.

It's gonna be a lot of work though.

Big shoes to fill, right?

Gonna need all the help I can get.

Well, and I have the right shoes already.

-(CHUCKLES) -What's that?

I call these my Liddle Mules.

Had these girls a long time. A lot of miles on them.

And they can carry any load you throw their way.

-Yeah. I gotta get to it. -Okay.

Okay.

Oh, my gosh. Look at your shoes.

Those are fancy-pants.

Just don't step in any puddles, right?

I'm sorry, I didn't catch that.

Don't step in any puddles.

-I'll try to avoid that. -Okay.

All right. Get back to work.

All right, gentlemen. Let's get our P's and Q's in order.

Barbara, lovely to see you. Can you hold my calls?

No, that went well.

You just wanna go with

the, uh, consulting firm's recommendations?

That's funny, right?

A consulting firm hiring a consulting firm.

-What is that? -What?

This.

I don't know.

-Smell it. -No.

-Yes. -No.

Yes.

Smell it.

Tuna fish.

Tuna fish.

It's that disgusting woman.

The one who accosted me with Payless orthopedics.

Linda Liddle. Your father promised her a promotion.

-From manager to vice president. -Did he?

A big bump in title and salary.

-Yeah. -She's been waiting for it.

Right. Well. Donovan's getting that job.

Your father relied on Linda. Real workhorse.

I dump everything on her.

Does it look like I give a shit?

It doesn't, right? 'Cause I don't.

My father's not here anymore. It's Donovan's.

Plus, I already told them. And move her.

Satellite office, maybe.

Somewhere far. She makes me sick.

We have Bangkok coming up.

And we haven't even cracked Appendix-D.

Donovan will drown on his own.

The whole thing could fall apart without her.

Okay. Fine.

Bring her.

She'll get Don-O up to speed. And then we'll ship her out.

-(INDISTINCT CHATTER) -(RAPID TYPING)

Wait, wait, wait, this is funny...

That little shake...

-Whoop. -(LAUGHS)