Firefly Lane

And we go in five…

…four, three, two…

Ladies and gentlemen, give it up for Tully Hart!

Hello!

Welcome to The Girlfriend Hour,

I am Tully Hart and I am so grateful to have you here with me.

I love you all!

- June 20th, 1970… - My name is Barbie!

Hi, my name is Stacey.

And this is my friend, Dolly.

…in the financial district of downtown Seattle.

- Dorothy. - It's Cloud now.

Thank you, Charles, and good morning, Seattle.

My little Tallulah Rose.

Mama?

Yeah!

I'll go make up the guest room. You can go lay down, sober up.

You think I'm on drugs?

I'm with my kid for the first time in four years.

Love is the ultimate high.

You want to come live with Mom again?

- Yeah? Let's go! - My stuff!

You don't need that materialistic shit, Tallulah.

- Dorothy... - I'm her mother. She belongs with me.

- Grandma! - Get a lawyer if you want.

I'm taking my kid.

Tully! Tully, wait!

You know my phone number and address, right?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Yes.

If you should get scared, if you should need anything,

you call me, right?

- You just call. - Mm-hmm.

This is my daughter, Tallulah.

Far out.

You'll call me, right?

Wait, please.

- Please. Tully! - Bye, Grandma!

Love not war! Love not war!

Love not war! Love not war! Love not war!

Love not war! Love not war!

Love not war! Love not war!

Mom! Where are you?

Mom! Mom!

Mom?

Mom!

Where are you?

Mom.

Oh, Tully.

I hate her!

Tully.

Woo!

Wow, Tallulah, you got… big.

Your mother thought that it might be a good idea to try living...

Get your stuff. You're coming to live with me now.

Kate, get ready for school!

Mularkey family school bus leaving the station in ten minutes.

I'll take the actual bus, thanks. Not the dork-mobile.

Every vehicle you're in is a dork-mobile.

There's someone moving in across the street.

Oh.

Maybe they'll have a girl your age.

- It'd be nice for you to have a friend. - I have friends.

No, you had friends.

Until they all got popular and dropped you.

You can make new friends.

If you made an effort you would be amazed

at how quickly people just start show...

I can't believe we're doing another makeover show. There's a war on.

Oh, I love the makeover shows.

I used to be a journalist.

Hi, I'm Tully Hart, and today on The Girlfriend Hour,

Darcy Coldwater was a mom who thought she could do it all.

After working a full shift at her stressful job

as a dental hygienist, and staying up all night

to sew a costume for her daughter's pageant,

Darcy collapsed at the supermarket buying a Christmas ham.

The fast-paced world of 2003 almost killed her.

But it was the wake-up call…

Don't call me during my special time.

Should I get my eyes done?

Tell the truth. I look tired.

"Collapsing while buying a ham" tired, or just, like, regular tired?

I look 40.

Oh, then you're winning, 'cause you're actually 43.

Why are you such a bitch?

Because sometimes you're a hard person to feel sorry for.

Our ratings are down in all demographics. I blame the eyes.

- Shit. You worried? - We'll pull it together in sweeps.

I've got an exclusive with that woman who fed her murdered husband to their cat.

Well, that sounds... When's that on?

Hey, I feel like being bad. Let's sneak out and get a drink, my treat.

I can't. I'm… I'm busy.

Doing what, laundry?

No, I, um… actually have an interview.

With who? Babysitter? Housekeeper? Divorce lawyer? Just reschedule it.

I'm interviewing for a job, Tully.

What are you talking about?

I'm interviewing for assistant editor at Seattle Digest.

What? I know them! I can get you in there!

I don't want to get a job because I have a famous friend,

I wanna get it because I'm just that good.

You should've at least told me in advance so I could style you.

I got a pantsuit at Frock Farm.

There's a Frock Farm?

Oh, dear God.

Hang on, Tully.

Hello?

Coach Aaron spotted her sneaking in a window in the locker room.

- She skipped four classes. - What?

Marah will be serving a two-day in-school suspension starting Tuesday.

Wait. So the consequence for missing class

is missing class?

- Marah! Christ, enough! I'm sorry... - What? It doesn't make any sense!

Your behavior doesn't make any sense.

I mean, you won the attendance award last year.

She won the attendance award.

Unfortunately, what we're looking at is a bit of a pattern.

Marah's grades are slipping.

Is there something happening at home?

She's getting divorced

from my dad.

Marah, please.

Uh…

- You are. It's true. - Yeah, that's not anyone else's...

Often we act out when we're vulnerable and in pain.

I could refer a counselor for the family.

Thank you.

Just drop me off at Emma's.

Oh, hell no, you're obviously grounded.

But we have plans. I was supposed to meet her at 3:15. It's 3:30.

It's 3:30?

- Yeah. - Oh, shit!

- Marah, run! - Ugh. So embarrassing!

- Run! - Why?

Ugh!

Get in the car!

I'm coming!

Kate Mularkey for Kimber Watts.

Your appointment was at three o'clock.

Yeah. I had a small emergency. Um…

Do you think there's any chance you could slide me in?

You'll have to wait until the other applicants are done.

Yeah, that's fine. That's great. Thank you so much. I'll wait.

Why do you even want this job?

You haven't worked in, like, a thousand years.

Yet, it feels like I haven't stopped working in the last 14.

Ha-ha-ha.

Hilarious. I'm gonna wait in the car.

Wait. How do I look?

The same as you always look.

Shit.

The future of journalism are women. The future of journalism is women.

Women are the future of journalism.

I am the future of journalism.

And the future is looking bright.

The real operation is in Tacoma. We're just their little Seattle bureau,

but it's TV news, Kate.

And I work here. And you will too.

Women are the future of journalism, and the future is looking bright.

Okay. Don't say that in your interview.

Oh, sure... Yeah, sure. I'm... It's stupid.

Just be yourself. He's gonna love you.

This is just the first step.

You're going to be producing. I'm going to be on air, eventually.

Oh, I'm just so excited that I got an interview.

Yeah, totally. So, come meet the gang.

Our reporter, Carol Mansour, she is at a city council meeting.

I know who Carol is, you've mentioned her a billion times.

- Oh, that's Mutt. - Toilet's backed up again.

- Well, did you call the building manager? - Yeah.

He says poop in the one downstairs.

Well, I told you it was glamorous.

Ah. There's my boss, Johnny. Johnny come meet Kate. Come.

Guys, Goddamn it. Can you wait?

The famous Kate.

I've heard many, many, many stories.

Hi. I'm Johnny Ryan.

Kate.

There's not very much on my résumé, but I'm eager and I'm a very hard worker...

Résumé? What for?

The job?

Job?

Oh, for God's sake.

- You said we needed help around here. - No.

I said you needed to help around here.

She can do all the filing, she can answer the phones,

basically everything I suck at.

- She's, like, superhuman. - Tully.

- There's protocol. - Can't believe this.

- This isn't the way... There's a system. - She's cheap.

If you don't hire her, your head's further up your ass then I thought.

Okay, well, still your boss.

- So check yourself - Mr. Ryan, I'm sorry.

I did not realize this was an ambush.

- I'm not Mr. Ryan. - It's a surprise.

It is an ambush. The kid's right...

- That's exactly what it is! - You said we'd hire...

- Hold on! - Don't go.

Worst job in TV news.