And Just Like That... - Second Season

No. No, no, no. Go, go. I was just, um,

checking to see that you got Wyatt home.

Oh. Okay, good. All right.

Well, I'm about to... shift into party gear.

Tell everyone I said hi.

All right, I love you very much. I'll talk to you later. Bye.

Hello, darling.

- (CAT MEOWS) - Hi, sweetie.

Tell me what happened while I was out getting my fancy napkins.

- (CAT PURRING) - Tell me everything.

- (PHONE RINGING) - All right, tell me later.

Hello, London. What's shakin', lady?

My flight's three hours delayed, Carrie.

I won't be able to make it there in time.

- In, in time for what? - SAMANTHA (OVER PHONE): The last supper.

Miranda and Charlotte told me all about it.

I was gonna surprise you.

Oh, my gosh. Well, you did. I'm very surprised.

Well, the fog finally lifted, but the crew? Maxed out.

Oh, I am fucking furious!

Well, no, no, no, don't worry.

We'll just get together tomorrow.

Honey, I just left Heathrow.

I was flying back on the first flight in the morning.

Wait a minute...

you were flying all the way to New York for an overnight?

Well, it is your apartment, and I have to pay my respects.

So, uh, put me on speaker.

- Okay. - Go ahead, put me on speaker,

and hold up that phone.

All right, you're on speaker.

Thank you for everything,

you fucking fabulous, fabulous flat.

Uh, Samantha, do you have a British accent?

Who's Samantha?

This is Annabelle Bronstein. I'm from "Injah."

Ta and cheerio.

And have a great night.

Ta... Bye.

- (CHUCKLES) - (CAT MEOWS)

Oh, no, no!

No outside, no hallways!

Oh, no! No stairs.

Oh, no. No, no, no.

I can't handle any more drama.

- (DOOR OPENS) - (SIGHS) Rise and shine, sleepy head!

Anthony's here!

What? What, w-what?

What does he want?

- He said he texted you that he was on his way over. - He did?

- Where's my phone? - In a pitcher of margaritas somewhere.

Oh, right.

But... w-what, what does he want?

He wants to talk about losing his ass virginity.

- What? - To be more specific,

it's a whole "will he, won't he" scenario.

W... (GROANS)

He didn't talk about this in front of the kids?

No, no, no, no, no, just in front of me.

Lucky me. No, the kids are out.

I got 'em up and out without your help.

I can't do it all, Charlotte!

I can't talk loud, so, so please, just listen.

You are not "doing it all."

I know, because you made a few breakfasts

and you ran a few errands,

that it feels like you are,

but in fact, you're doing the bare minimum

of what I and other women have been asked...

no, expected to do around the house

for years and years and years.

And now, I am asking... no, no, expecting you

to help me with part of it, not all of it.

Because I love my work, and I am good at it.

I wanna keep doing what I am doing,

minus the blackout drinking.

Uh, yeah, good call.

So, I need your help and your support,

not your words of help and support.

And you can support me right now

by going out there and telling Anthony

that I am not available.

I've never even heard the term "ass virgin."

Levanta la encimera para

ver si todo esta disparado, bueno di...

- Entiendes, Victor? - No. English, Steve.

All right, fine. Uh, let's clean out the grease traps next.

- Easier, right? - Yeah.

Hey, uh, you got a visitor.

Surprise.

- So, you gonna have to change the name, huh? - Actually, no.

I'm lookin' forward to bein' somebody else for a while.

Hopefully, Paul had a better last couple of years than I did.

That bad, huh?

Miranda, it...

it's like I never got off The Cyclone over there.

I'm surprised my head's not smashed on the pavement

like a watermelon.

That happened to a prom kid once.

That's why I didn't go to prom.

Also, 'cause nobody asked (CHUCKLES) me.

- What was wrong with those numbnuts? - (CHUCKLES) Yeah, right?

Ya didn't have to come out here.

- I'm good. - Yeah.

It's okay now.

It's in the past.

So that's why I came out, Steve.

I-I-I-I don't wanna be just someone in your past.

I don't wanna have to hear about your life from Carrie.

I don't want you to forget about me, or us.

And I get that that's something

that you might want, but...

if it's at all possible, in any way,

I-I-I would like to be someone in your present

and maybe in your future.

If you'd have me.

But just as friends, right?

I mean, you're not gonna flip it around and go straight again?

'Cause I can't get anywhere near that roller coaster.

No. Me neither.

Not that I want to 'cause...

I don't.

Smart.

You were smart about a lotta things.

You were smart about us buying the house

and moving to Brooklyn when we did.

We could never afford to buy that place now.

And you were right about us being good parents.

Yeah, we didn't kill him.

- Yet. - Yet.

Only thing you weren't right about was us.

No.

I was right about us for a very long time.

- (SOFT MUSIC PLAYING) - Yeah.

- (KNOCKS AT DOOR) - Yes?

Gene. I just got your text message.

- I would have come to your office. - It's fine.

I needed to get my 10,000 steps in.

- Oh. - Only 9,000 to go.

Oh.

- Shall we sit? - Yes. Yeah. Of course.

Someone's been elected to the prestigious American Law Institute.

And it's not me.

I've been prestigious for 15 years.

Gene, you just submitted me last week.

You said it would take a while

for the governing board to decide.

It usually does,

but when it's the brilliant, tenacious

Professor Nya Wallace of Columbia University,

the voting was swift and unanimous.

Even old Larry.

- Who's old Larry? - My nemesis.

I can't believe this.

Nya...

you're a jewel.

Everyone here at Columbia knows that.

And now the American Law Institute

wants you in their crown as well.

Even old Larry.

Listen, I'm kind of liking this old Larry.

- Trust me, you won't. - (LAUGHS)

- (KEYS RATTLE) - Hey! How was your day?

Great.

I was unanimously elected to the American Law Institute.

Congratulations! That's amazing!

Yeah, it is.

And you know what I did after receiving the amazing news?

I picked up my phone to share it with Andre Rashad...

then I remembered.

How sad is that?

Nya, you have a great life.

You're a beloved and tenured professor

at one of the best law schools in the entire world.

- This is the life you wanted. - Yes.

Except no man to share it with.

Oh... There.

I said it.

You know, I don't feel like being around people tonight.

I'm gonna text Carrie my regrets.

I understand, but could I just say two words?

Michelin... chef.

So, a Michelin chef meal is gonna make me feel all better?

Well, better than staying home.

Plus, you'll have a wingman for Che.

- Win-win. - Mm-hmm.

("BEST OF MY LOVE" BY THE EMOTIONS PLAYING AT PARTY)

- Oh, my God, the table is gorgeous. - Oh, thanks. Yeah.

I really went crazy in here, you know?

But if not now, well, then, um, never.

Hello, welcome. Hi!

- I'm here! - Hi!

- Hi! I'm here! - Hi.

Oh, my God, Carrie!

- Carrie, it's so fancy. - Oh, yeah.

Do you remember when we used to sit right here

and eat cold sesame noodles

- out of cardboard boxes? - Yes, I certainly do.

- Aw. - I do. Hey, where's Harry?

Oh, he's stuck at work, but he'll be here.