Love Story

Good morning.

You were so good.

How good was Fleuron? I told you.

Carolyn.

I need the updated book for the Milan show.

- Working on it. - Okay, bring it to my desk. Thank you.

Good morning, guys.

Well, can you call our Moscow rep?

She can't close the show for us from Russia.

Hi. I'm her assistant.

She doesn't want the flowers. Will you take them back?

No, she told me at the casting there were no problems with her visa.

Uh, why is she dressed like a pilgrim?

It's an officer's uniform from the Continental Army.

You know what I mean. Colonial times.

It's an homage to the birth of our democracy, but it's chic.

Uh, we would obviously be featuring A-list celebrities,

and think of the access.

I mean, John's just about the only person on the planet

who could pick up the phone and call anyone

from Saddam Hussein to Heather Locklear.

Well, I don't know about that.

Uh, maybe even Daryl Hannah, huh? Yeah?

She looked pretty good as a mermaid.

Maybe we could put her in a sexy Salem witch outfit.

- That'd bank some ad dollars. - Uh-huh.

So you can see it then, right?

All the fun and innovative ways that we could market this.

I mean, the options and Rolodex are endless.

Look.

It's one thing for people to be sitting at home watching the news,

reading the paper,

but I just don't see a world in which they're going out of their way

to buy a magazine about politics.

But that's because politics has always been presented the same way,

which is just a bunch of old guys

falling asleep on C-SPAN.

I genuinely believe that with the right marketing,

we can get people as engaged with politics as they are pop culture or the NFL.

Hmm.

Where are you in all this?

I mean, let's be honest here, that's the real selling point.

If you did this magazine like Martha Stewart Living,

you put yourself on every cover, that's a different story.

And some free advice from people actually in the business,

your brand's only as strong as its name.

Calling the magazine George after George Washington

makes it feel like homework.

I'm gonna do another Malbec.

Oh, oh!

There she is.

My wife was in the neighborhood. I told her to pop by.

Hope that's all right.

That's fine.

"In the neighborhood." They live in Rye.

You know, it was so obvious that these guys had already made up their minds

before they even stepped foot in the restaurant.

It's, like… Why waste everybody's time?

Because they wanna be seen having lunch with you.

You could have pitched them a magazine about hot dogs,

and they would have taken the meeting.

And a part of you has to be okay with that.

Because, no offense,

this magazine does not come to fruition without your celebrity.

Oh, really? I hadn't heard.

Look, I get it. You wanna be taken seriously.

You wanna make your mark before you…

Before what?

I hadn't thought that far ahead.

That's all you think about. That's why you never know where anything is.

Is this the hand cream or the soap?

You know, I just wanna create something of my own from the ground up.

I just think that if anyone can bridge the divide

between politics and pop culture, it's me.

Speaking of things coming together…

You're not proposing, are you?

What? To Daryl?

I forgot I have to be more specific when it comes to your love life.

Daryl was seen buying a wedding dress in a thrift shop in Santa Monica.

I just thought it seemed weirdly specific.

You're supposed to be a refuge from all this noise and bullshit.

Oh, my God. I'm sorry. I didn't know that was my role.

- Fuck off. - No. Please let me try again.

Mr. Kennedy. Uh, I have your sister on the phone from Cornell Hospital.

Calvin has to push the meeting with Creative to 2:00.

Apparently, there's some kind of emergency.

Do you think you should be reading tabloids while you're at work?

It's People .

Honey, I know you don't care,

but my astrologer did see John and Daryl fighting

at a Halloween store in the village, like, screaming at each other.

And she also said they're both Sagittariuses,

which is, like, Jesus, take the wheel.

Yeah, well, I'm a Capricorn, so we probably wouldn't have fared much better.

Also, maybe it's people like your astrologer peddling gossip about them

that's the problem.

Maybe if people left them alone, they'd thrive.

You know, I know you're trying to take the high road, but I don't want to.

- Is that the press packet? - Yeah.

I love having to compile favorable press clippings for him each week

in order to justify the entirety of the publicity department.

Well, I know he increased your clothing allowance when you got that promotion.

I do not feel bad for you.

Black paper clips.

I couldn't find any.

There's a Staples on 57th and 3rd.

- Seriously? - He's fired people for a whole lot less,

and I would rather not lose you as an assistant.

Okay, let's scrap this. He hates full-body shots.

He thinks he has chicken legs.

And let's ditch the New York Magazine piece.

- He doesn't like being compared to Ralph. - Lauren?

No, Macchio.

The Karate Kid .

You know what my dad told your father

- before we got married? - Mmm?

"Keep her riding and she'll always be in a good mood."

See, I wish we would've known that.

We would have installed a riding ring in your apartment.

Still, I recommend

you stay on two feet for a while.

You said you had a headache before you were thrown from the horse.

Were you experiencing any other symptoms?

No, I was just tired,

but I didn't have much of an appetite, so I didn't eat breakfast,

which is probably where all of this started in the first place.

And as far as lifestyle?

I'm as healthy as can be. I don't eat sweets. I exercise every day.

Sometimes twice a day.

- Mom. - She smokes.

This is just retribution for making her meet with a nutritionist during recess.

Yes, thank you again for neutralizing my sweet tooth

at such a young and impressionable age.

We'll need to keep you overnight. As a precaution. Monitor your vitals...

No, thank you. I will not sleep a wink in this place.

And what I need is a good night's rest.

If you do insist on leaving, you'll need to sign discharge papers

stating that you left against the medical...

I've spent my fair share of time in hospitals. I know how it works.

Of course. I'll be back to check on you in a bit.

- Thank you. - Thank you, Dr. Moore.

Thank you.

Why don't you and Maurice head to the cafeteria? I'd love a cup of tea.

You think that will be enough time for him to relay

all your reservations about the magazine?

- Why don't you and I go get some tea? - And miss the fireworks?

Please try to maintain inside voices.

Well, I'm just trying to understand why you'd wanna join the ranks of an industry

that's profited off our family's misfortune for years.

Generations, actually.

Why is it any different from you working at Doubleday, or Caroline writing books?

Those are genuine interests of ours that we've cultivated over years.

And this idea is seemingly out of nowhere.

And you finally passed the bar exam. I mean, I just think you should...

Dad wanted to be a journalist. I mean, before Grandpa roped him into politics.

Is that what all this is about?

Wanting to feel closer to your dad? Come here.

No. I'm just saying that, like, my interest isn't entirely out of nowhere.

If Caroline wanted to start a magazine, no one would bat an eye at it.

I'm just… Can't stand by waiting for my life to start.

I'm 33 years old.

When Dad was my age, he was a father, a best-selling author,

a congressman, and a war hero.

Yeah. But it's like you said, he didn't really have a choice.

And I can tell you,

success isn't all that triumphant when it's expected of you.

Now, will you please break me out of this place?

The brawl culminated in blows being exchanged.

Marky Mark was said to have punched

Maverick record label talent scout, Guy Oseary.

The fight spilled out onto the streets but was eventually broken up by party

Who picks a fight with Madonna?

Well, he also allegedly called a member of her entourage a homophobic slur.

Whoa, wait a sec. He only called the guy a homo.

I'm just saying, I think we all assumed he meant faggot.

Yeah, he's practically Harvey Milk.

All right, settle down. You know what I meant.

He's a loudmouth rapper from Boston.

People don't give a shit if he's politically correct or not.

And therefore, neither should we? That's a hell of a mission statement.

The campaign is a cultural phenomenon, and we're just getting out of the red.

I don't think we can afford to kick him out of bed over a drunken indiscretion.

Careful there, Todd. You're sounding a little gay.

It might not be our call.

According to his team, Mark feels the underwear campaign

has overshadowed his burgeoning rap career.

I didn't realize Marky Mark and the Funky Bunch were plotting global domination.

They also said

that he doesn't like all the attention

that the campaign has brought him from gay men.

Are you kidding me?

I mean, he did everything short of dry-humping the runway at the LA show.