Albany Road

The Morris Agency

is also pitching to the Rabin Group.

What?

Why would the Rabin Group be engaging my old firm?

I have no idea,

but I thought you had this on lock

and that tomorrow's just a formality.

It was.

We've been the agency of record since I got here.

Well, now they're looking outside.

Maybe they got wind of--

Why would the Rabin Group be looking outside, Craig?

We're hemorrhaging.

We've dominated all year.

Yes, you.

You dominated.

The clients you brought in, the campaigns you created,

but I've been robbing Peter to pay Paul.

-We'll turn it around. -In a year or two,

-but we don't have that. -We don't need it.

This crisis will be over

an hour after I get to that meeting.

Look, isn't there someone at the Rabin Group

who can call, intercept

whatever the Morris Agency is doing?

We need to play it cool.

If they think we're on the brink of extinction,

they'll run for the hills.

Let the Morris Agency go first

and fumble,

and then it's my turn.

Come on, Craig.

Me?

Back in the room?

Come on.

Touchdown every time.

Touchdown

every time.

Look,

if we lose this one,

I can't afford you anymore.

What I do is all I have.

I can't lose.

If you can pull this off, Celeste--

Equity stake in the company.

Partner.

Without this account, there is no company.

Get it done.

Good morning, Celeste.

I installed a new internal flash storage.

-Where's my presentation? -All safe

and I sent it back up to Andrea's computer last night

and I gave her an additional external drive

to avoid another monstrous crash like the one you had.

I'm creating a separate virtual drive

in a totally different part of the cloud

for all your past projects.

Photos, videos,

any non-essential items you don't need right now.

I see it.

You take your old files

and drag them to the new cloud drive

and drop them.

Rumor has it my job is riding on you landing this account,

so on behalf of all the little worker bees

with student loans

and sky-high New York rent to pay,

good luck, Celeste.

I got you.

I got all of us.

Hm.

- Hello? - Hey, Andrea.

I'm just making sure

you got the copy of the presentation Richie sent.

Yes.

I gave it a looky-loo last night after I arrived.

You're already in DC?

- Yes, I flew in last night to beat the storm.

-I thought you knew. -Storm?

The weather app says snow flurries.

The weather app?

I don't trust apps, Celeste.

My Uncle Ted is a meteorologist, okay?

We take weather very seriously in this family.

I think you could have told me.

- Okay, I know that technically you are

the lead on this one,

but if something happens and you need me to step in,

I can.

I can handle it, Andrea. Everything's going to be fine.

-Kyle. -Aargh.

It's spilling.

Seriously, I just dived for that glass.

It's fine.

It's fine.

What's the matter, babe? I'll clean it up.

I'm sorry.

I don't care about my carpet.

Oh, God.

What are we going to do?

What are we going to do about us?

I've been trying to figure that out

ever since you got your promotion.

I reached out to my friend at GBN.

They would kill to meet with you.

There may be a consulting opportunity.

You want me to leave DC

and go with you to New York?

What's plan B?

I don't take the job.

That's not an option, Celeste.

Why don't we make it official?

Is that a proposal?

You don't want to marry me?

I'm just thinking

about what you have to give up if you marry me.

All I can see is what I gain.

I don't want to be the reason you don't have a family.

I don't want to be the reason you don't have a career.

So,

it's a standoff.

I'm older.

I'm bigger.

Marry me.

Huh? Spring ceremony?

No.

It has to be winter.

Spring is too pedestrian.

Winter it is.

Tell me why you love me.

There you go. I've got to record this.

What's wrong? You got to--

You've got to hit it like that, baby.

Yes.

How you doing?

-Hi. -Hey.

I'm almost ready.

-You look great. -Thank you.

Listen, I bought you some breakfast

even though you stood me up for dinner last night.

Thank you. I'm sorry about dinner.

My computer crashed.

My boss thinks my company's going under.

Hey, hey, hey.

When you get back,

we are going to celebrate you closing this deal.

Our sixth month anniversary.

This will be chilling

when you return.

Is six months some kind of milestone or something?

Yes.

What's the matter, babe?

What's the matter, babe? I'll clean it up.

Is that a new hat?

No, you bought this for me a month ago.

- I did? - Yes,

you don't remember?

No.

Sorry.

Can you grab my briefcase for me, Kyle?

Yes.

-Who's Kyle? -What?

You just called me Kyle.

-I did? -Yes, you said,

"Can you grab my briefcase for me, Kyle?"

That weird.

Phil.

Phil, that's crazy.

All right.

I got you here safe, baby.

You want me to park and walk you in?

My first case is not for a couple of hours.

No, thank you. I really got to get going.

-For sure? -Yes.

I'm missing you already.

You'll get over it before you hit the freeway.

Don't say that.

Should I walk my bags in or curbside check them?

-I probably should curbside. -Probably curbside check, huh?

Yes, I should curbside check them.

Hey, Celeste,

I can't wait for you to come back

so you can finally meet my mother.

How close are you and your mother?

Very.

That is really premature, Phil.

It's perfect timing. She's going to love you.

Who wouldn't?

Don't worry. What the--

What is her problem?

Excuse me,

my flight leaves in less than an hour

and I need to get my luggage through.

These people have the same flight as you.

I suggest you get in line, madam.

I suggest you learn some manners,

Mr. Agrawal.

Look, I don't know where you come from,

but in this country,

we have such a thing as customer service,