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We signed off on it.
Then what happened?
You went off
in all these other directions.
The cut you sent us, it's nothing
like how we said it should be.
Look, Susan, the directions
I took were, you know...
I've been doing this for ten years, OK?
I'm sorry.
Ill do it however it is
you want it done.
The time for apologies is over.
What we need now is change.
You don't want me on the account?
Uh, Susan appreciates all you've done.
You have different visions.
You might have backed me up in there.
Backed you up!
Susan Davis is a $130 million client.
- She's a b*tch.
- She's the worst kind of b*tch.
She has a point. You're in a rut,
my friend, and you know it.
Forget Susan Davis.
Get a new account, get back
on your feet, back to what you do best.
Goddamn it.
Talk to me, tell me what's going on,
maybe I can help.
Impugned.
That's a word, isn't it?
Shut up, Bernie.
I live here. Amy, please!
Bernie, cut it out.
- You're late.
- Sorry.
How was work?
Work was...
...fine. You?
Guess who's decided
to monitor me this week?
- Ethan Jeffries.
- Oh. The a**hole.
when I stray from the lesson plan.
There's a lot of that going around.
So, what did I do?
Handed out an English composition
in the math hour today.
He chew you out in front of the kids?
The title for the composition
was "Why We Like Principal Jeffries."
Uh, Jerry called.
There's a message on the machine.
Where you going?
I have a PTA meeting.
It's been on the calendar for six weeks.
Right.
Amy needs to be quizzed
for her history test,
Name the act that banned alcohol.
Volstead Act.
- What year?
- 1919.
- Huh?
- 1919.
Yeah. Do you think we can turn
this down a notch below deafening?
Amy!
OK.
How long...?
- How long did Prohibition last?
- Fourteen years.
Pay up, buster.
Hey.
I looked for you.
Yeah, right. Gimme my money.
Really. I did.
- Is that your daughter?
- Yeah.
- Amy.
- Oh.
Mine's a few years younger.
- What's her name?
- Amber.
- Oh, she's adorable.
- Yeah.
They make it all worth it, don't they?
Nice briefcase.
It was a gift... from my wife.
Oh, jeez. Guess I should
get one for my husband, huh?
"Lf lost, please return
to Charles Christopher Schine."
Charles Christopher Schine.
- Rabbinically.
- Christopher Schine.
My mom was Catholic.
I got all kinds of guilt.
Oh. How's that workin' out for you?
Fine. I had a lot of therapy
when I was a kid.
- You're kinda funny, aren't you?
- You're an easy crowd.
- What's your name?
- Lucinda.
Lucinda Harris.
So we came here when I was little,
just me and my mom.
- We were only gonna stay a year.
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