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Sophie Voiceover: Previously on Beautiful People.

 

[Cut to Toby’s office]

Lynn: You know Julian Fiske?

Toby: You know him as well, right?

 

[Cut to inside Julian’s office]

Lynn: Under no circumstances did I want your help.

Julian: So I made a phone call?

 

[Cut to the Kerr apartment]

Lynn: I quit my job.

Karen: What?

 

[Cut to Brighton classroom]

Sophie: See, my mom’s this amazing woman. I just think she could use a guy. Friend.

 

[Cut to Channel Lounge]

Evan: I bartend.

Karen: You lied to me.

Evan: What can I do to make it up to you?

Karen: Nothing.

 

[Cut to outside of Brighton]

Gideon: Nicky hurts you. You come to me.

Sophie: I’m a big girl.

 

[Cut to outside in a park]

Nicholas: I want to have some time apart.

Paisley: You’d be miserable.

 

[Cut to Brighton hallway]

Sophie: My camera’s missing.

Paisley: Missing something?

Sophie: Did you take my camera?

 

[Cut to park at nighttime Sophie and Nicholas are kissing. Gideon sees them.]

 

[End Previously. Cut to Kerr bathroom. Lynn is in the shower and Sophie and Karen are in front of the mirror.]

 

Karen: Was it a polite peck, or are we talking tongue?

Sophie: Somewhere in between.

Karen: You mean the way Uncle Jerry kisses us?

Sophie: Not that much tongue.

Lynn: Please wait ’til I’m out to talk about this. I’m your mother. I have a right to hear.

Karen: Fondling?

Sophie: We were standing on the street.

Karen: Some of my best fondling moments have been in public. Don’t knock it.

Lynn: Did someone say, “fondling”?

Sophie: There was no fondling. There was a nice romantic kiss, nothing more, nothing less.

Karen: You like this Nicky Fiske?

Sophie: I like him enough to kiss him. I’m not awaiting a ring.

Karen: With his money, I wouldn’t await it. I’d demand one. Good kisser?

Sophie: Yeah. It was pretty nice.

Karen: It saves a lot of time if you find out early a boy can kiss. Remember “Open-mouthed Bob”? He almost swallowed me whole. “Saliva Sam”, “Larry the Licker”.

Sophie: This was kind of perfect. Not that I have a lot to compare it to.

Karen: Give it time. You’re in tenth grade. The exchanging of bodily fluids has just begun.

Lynn: Hey! [Lynn turns off the shower] There will be no exchanging of bodily fluids in this house. [She pulls the shower curtain back slightly.] Ever. [Karen and Sophie aren’t there.] Hello? Did you hear me?!

 

[Opening credits. Cut to Brighton hallway. Bell rings. Sophie, Annabelle, and Gideon are walking to the lunchroom.]

 

Annabelle: So did your camera turn up anywhere?

Sophie: No. I don’t think it will.

Gideon: Karma.

Sophie: What is that supposed to mean?

Gideon: I-- you know, whoever took it is gonna end up with bad karma.

[They have arrived at the lunchroom.]

Annabelle: The daily existential predicament-- where to sit.

Sophie: There are a bunch of open tables. Does it matter?

Gideon: Does it matter? Look at this. It’s like the Gambino Crime Family. I mean, you look the wrong person in the eye or sit at the wrong table, next thing you know, you end up floating in the Hudson River. Is it your first day in high school?

[Sophie looks at him shocked and then turns around to see Nicky walk in.]

Sophie: There’s Nicky. Why don’t we sit with him.

Annabelle: Yeah, sure. And after lunch, I’ll get fitted for my prom queen tiara.

Sophie: What’s the big deal?

Gideon: Yeah, no biggie.

Annabelle: “No biggie.”? I have shared a lunch room with Nicholas Fiske for twelve years. Never once have I sat with him.

[Nicholas sees Sophie and approaches her.]

Nicholas: Hey, there, Sophie Kerr.

Sophie: Hello yourself, Nicholas Fiske.

Gideon: They know each other’s full names. How touching.

Sophie: [Ignoring Gideon’s comment.] Uh, looking for some lunch mates?

Annabelle: [Sarcastically.] We’re know for our table manners.

Gideon: And sparkling repartee.

Nicholas: Sure. Heh.

Boy 1: [From across the lunchroom.] Yo! Um…Nicky.

Nicholas: Actually, uh…on second thought, I’m gonna go eat with my friends. Maybe some other time. [Turns and walks to the table where the boy is sitting. He sits down.]

Annabelle: The more things change, the more they stay the same.

 

[Cut to a camera store.]

 

Lynn: I’m looking for a Leica M6.

Store Clerk: You’ve got great taste.

Lynn: It’s for my daughter. She’s gonna be famous one day.

Store Clerk: Here you go.

Lynn: Oh, yeah. That’s it.

Store Clerk: This one’s in excellent condition. Sixteen hundred.

Lynn: Dollars? [Store Clerk nods yeas.] But it’s used. All right. Well, [She gives him back the camera.] I’m gonna have to…Thank you.

 

[Cut to inside Brighton classroom.]

 

Sophie: That was a little weird in the lunchroom. You acted like nothing happened…between us.

Nicholas: Did I? No I didn’t.

Sophie: Oh, don’t get me wrong. I wasn’t expecting a passionate embrace, but lunch would’ve been nice.

Nicholas: So I ate with my friends that’s not a big deal.

Sophie: I’m not making a big deal of it. I just don’t enjoy being blown off.

Nicholas: I didn’t blow you off.

Sophie: What do you call it?

Nicholas: It…it’s complicated.

Sophie: No, it’s simple. You’re embarrassed to be with me in front of your friends.

Nicholas: I’m not embarrassed. It’s…

Sophie: Look, it’s either one of two things: you kissed me without it meaning anything, or it meant something and you can’t deal with it, so now you’re avoiding me.

Nicholas: You think too much.

Sophie: Better too much than too little.

[Everyone moves to their seat and sits down.]

Teacher 1: Today we begin our first-semester business project, and we are very lucky to have with us a man who is not just a leader in the business world, but also happens to be a Brighton parent. So please welcome Mr. Julian Fiske.

[Applause]

Julian: Thank you. Thank you. Better known as Nicky’s dad.

Mr. Stein: Mr. Fiske has generously offered to oversee our business project which will take place this year in the form of a competition.

Julian: I thought it would be a productive exercise of your task were to be to create, publish, and market you own magazine

Teacher 1: We’ll divide the class into 2 teams, with a C.E.O. heading each team.

Julian: Each team will have 2 weeks and two thousand dollars to produce their project.

Teacher 1: So I’ll be overseeing one of the teams, and Mr. Stein will oversee the other.

Mr. Stein: The winning team will automatically have five points added to their mid-term.

[All of the student begin to whisper to each other.]

Julian: A word of advice. The publishing business is--I’m sure like this school--extremely competitive. What you’re gonna need is a product that captures the marketplace, and for that you’re gonna need to be bold, be different, and be willing to do whatever it takes. So good luck.

 

[Cut to a park. Karen and Evan are sitting down on a blanket.]

 

Evan: You’re not touching your food.

Karen: Mm. I’m not hungry.

Evan: I went through great trouble to buy these turkey sandwiches.

Karen: [Car honks and grass being cut are in the background. Sarcastically.] This is romantic.

Evan: What, never been on a picnic before?

Karen: Yeah, just not usually on the set of “Cops”.

Evan: Welcome to New York City, sweetheart. Why? What was New Mexico like?

Karen: Next.

Evan: You don’t want to talk about it.

Karen: You’re quick. Give me the Evan Frasier True Hollywood story. Not you whole life. I bore easily.

Evan: Uh, born in Philadelphia. I had a pet hamster named Fred. Graduated a semester early. Always wanted to be on Wall Street, so I came her to N.Y.U.

Karen: Let me guess. You come from a long line of investment bankers. What, are you like Evan Frasier the fourth, the one with a platinum spoon in his mouth?

Evan: My dad’s a pipe specialist.

Karen: Hmm. Sounds important.

Evan: Also known as a plumber. My mom teaches elementary school. The spoon was plastic, easier to clean.

Karen: Huh.

 

[Cut to Brighton classroom.]

 

Teacher 1: All right. Well, let’s chose teams. We need two CEO’s.

Paisley: Uh, I nominate Nicholas.

Gideon: Big Fiske helping little Fiske. Well, that wraps up this competition. Thank you for playing.

Julian: I’ll be advising both teams equally. No favoritism.

Mr. Stein: Each team will have access to the same materials, the same deadline, and will have to up hold to the same budget. Those are the rules.

[Whispers]

Boy 1: Your dad’s running the show. It’s five easy points.

Paisley: Yeah. I could use the five points. I know you can.

[Out loud]

Nicholas: I’m in.

Mr. Stein: That’s great. We have one team leader. We still need another. Anyone?

Sophie: [Gideon starts to raise his hand but Sophie jets her hand up.] I’ll do it.

Gideon: I second it.

Teacher 1: We don’t need a second.

Gideon: I’ll second it anyway.

Annabelle: Hell, I third it. Why not?

Gideon and Paisley: [At the same time.] This is gonna be fun.

 

[Outside Brighton.]

 

Nicholas: That wasn’t fair.

Sophie: What wasn’t fair?

Nicholas: You volunteered just because I did.

Sophie: I volunteered because I want to win.

Nicholas: You mean you want to beat me…

Sophie: That would be the most enjoyable by-product.

Nicholas: So I’m a by-product?

Sophie: Yeah.

Nicholas: Yeah. You’re angry. I get it. If you just give it some time so we’re not so out in the open.

Sophie: I won’t be you little secret.

Nicholas: Well, it’s not that. It’s just… Look I have my friends on one hand, and you know how they are. And then there’s you. It’s like these two worlds, they don’t fit. It’s… It’s … It’s … It’s kind of like Romeo and Juliet, see? It’s very romantic.

Sophie: Romantic? Have you ever read Romeo and Juliet? They both end up dead.

Nicholas: Sophie, just be patient. I promise it’ll work. Can we make a pact? Whatever happens, whoever wins, I - it doesn’t become personal. I don’t want this to ruin our friendship.

Sophie: You know what they say… All is fair in love, war, and midterms.

 

[Cut to a coffee shop.]

 

Toby: So have you found a job yet?

Lynn: Ohh. I went back to the store, but they filled my position. So I sent out my resume this morning.

Toby: Retail? Damn it! Come work for me. Do-- Do you want me to beg? Because it is not beneath me.

Lynn: Actually, I kind of do.

Toby: Ah.

Lynn: I can’t work for you, Toby.

Toby: Well, will you tell me why? I could guess, but my imagination knows no bounds.

Lynn: I will tell you. One day.

Toby: You are such a tease.

 

[Cut to Channel Lounge. Karen has her head down on a table.]

 

Zoe: If Marcus sees you sitting like that, he’ll fire you.

Karen: [Sighs] I am so fried. These hours are killing me.

Zoe: [Hands her some pills] They keep your energy up and your appetite down.

Karen: They stop you from being hungry?

Zoe: A little gift from the pharmaceutical gods. [Karen looks at the pills] They go better with tequila, but he’s working tonight. [Takes the pills and looks over to the bar and sees Evan]

Karen: Evan?

Zoe: He’s such a pain in the ass. He never pores me anything during his shift.

Karen: Where are his priorities?

 Zoe: Yeah, Mr. Holier-than-thou. He’s such a hypocrite.

Karen: Wait. What do you mean?

Zoe: Evan sleeps with half the women that come in here. I’m surprised he hasn’t hit on you yet. Boy was engaged, but she broke it off because he wouldn’t stop cheating.

Karen: Evan? He seems like such a nice guy.

Zoe: Looks can be deceiving.

 

[At the Riske penthouse, Nicholas and Paisley are in the kitchen]

 

Paisley: Just so you know, I’m not on your team because I want to be with you. I want the five points, and I think you’re deceitful and devious enough to make sure we get them. [Paisley turns towards the living room where everyone else is sitting]

Nicholas: Wait. Paisley, wait. Um… I know this thing between us has been difficult for you. It is for me, too.

Paisley: Mm-hmm.

Nicholas: Cooling things off just felt like the right thing to do…but I didn’t want to hurt you.

Paisley: Do I look hurt?

 

[Cut to Gideon, Sophie, and Annabelle entering the Kerr apartment]

 

Gideon: Are you serious about taking the BP’s down, cause this is our chance to put them in their place. It’ll be us against them.

Sophie: Hey, I don’t joke around when it comes to bonus points on the mid-term. Let’s thrash ’em.

Annabelle: Can you imagine how catastrophic it would be to the BP’s to lose to us? I mean, it would hurt them worse than having one of their gold cards declined.

Gideon: I’ve been waiting for this chance way too long. I just - I want to demolish them. I want to destroy them, annihilate them. [Annabelle and Sophie look at him weirdly] Meteorically of course.

Annabelle: Yeah.

Sophie: We need a plan.

Annabelle: Right. Ok, uh… What does the Brighton student want?

Gideon: To get out of Brighton.

Sophie: To get into Brown.

 

[Switch to penthouse we are now in the living room]

 

Boy 1 [We later find out his name is Jason]: To get laid.

Boy 2: A cool car.

Jason: To get laid in a cool car.

Nicholas: No. We want stuff.

 

[We know switch back to the Kerr living room, we continue to cut between the two groups]

 

Annabelle: Gameboys, DVDs.

Sophie: Sounds boring. I wouldn’t buy that magazine

 

[Switch]

 

Paisley: I would totally buy that magazine.

Girl 1: It’s got to be sexy.

Boy 2: Swimsuits.

Nicholas: Not that sexy.

 

[Switch]

 

Gideon: It’s got to be smart.

Sophie: We could do an aggregate of a geopolitical current event.

Annabelle: No that smart.

 

[Switch]

 

Boy 2: Why don’t we put a model on the cover?

Paisley: I’ll do it.

Jason: A real model.

[Paisley gives him a mean look]

Nicholas: I’ve got someone.

 

[Switch]

 

Sophie: What’s our angle? Remember what Mr. Fiske said? It should be something bold, something that grabs you.

Gideon: Who does everyone hate?

Annabelle: Lunch lady Beulah?

Gideon: The “Beautiful People”. We’ll make it about them. What do we know about the BP’s?

Annabelle: Claudette cuts French class everyday.

Gideon: Paisley’s a bitch.

Sophie: Nicky wants to be a writer.

Annabelle: Wait. Nicky Fiske wants to be a writer? A-As in literature?

Gideon: Our Nicky Fiske of the dreamy green eyes, golden lacrosse stick, trust fund the size of Iowa?

Sophie: Yeah. What’s wrong with that?

Gideon: Nothing. Other than the fact that he’s a talent less meathead jock.

Annabelle: Who along with his meathead friends, relentlessly mocked Gideon when he chose painting instead of baseball.

Gideon: And now the jock wants to be a writer. Ooh. How the tables have turned. Ladies, I think we have our lead story.

Sophie: We can’t use that.

Gideon: We have to use it. We’re morally obligated.

Sophie: No, I’m serious, Gideon. That was said to me in confidence. I won’t do that. No way.

Gideon: Do you want the five points?

Sophie: Not if it means betraying someone.

Gideon: Fine. We won’t use it. We’ll just do something…less perfect. What if we satirized them? My god, they refer to themselves as the BP’s. They practically satirize themselves.

Annabelle: I like it.

Sophie: Sounds kind of mean-spirited.

Annabelle: That’s why I like it.

 

[Cut to Channel Lounge. Evan is pointing to someone]

 

Karen: You’re looking for me?

Jason: How about we start with a drink?

Karen: How about we show me some ID.

Nicholas: We’re not here to drink. We go to school with Sophie.

Karen: You’re Brighton boys? I should’ve known. You look like you stepped out of a J. Crew catalog.

Nicholas: Well, I’m Nicky Fiske, and this is Jason.

Karen: Nicky Fiske? I’ve heard of you.

Jason: Don’t hold it against him. You are… very beautiful.

Karen: Please tell me your kidding.

Jason: Have you ever had sex with a millionaire?

Karen: Ever had sex with a chainsaw?

Nicholas: Look, what if I were to tell you that you could pose for a top fashion photographer and be on the cover of a magazine?

Karen: I’d ask what you’re smoking, and can I have some.

Nicholas: We’re putting together a magazine for school, and we need a model.

Karen: And you want me? What’s the catch?

Nicholas: We’re competing against Sophie.

Karen: You want me to help you in a competition against my sister?

Nicholas: We’ll pay you a thousand dollars.

Karen: I can’t do that to my sister.

Jason: Look, we need a model, and so does she. So why isn’t she asking you?

 

[Cut to outside a New York skyscraper, Cut to inside of an office building, Julian is leading a group of Brighton students throughout the building]

 

Julian: This is the features department. These are the brilliant minds who brought us “50 Ways To Make Your Butt Smaller” and “How To Find Out If Your Boyfriend Is Gay”.

Paisley: [To another girl] I loved the July issue when they did “10 Ways To Please Your Man.” I already knew eight of them. Nicholas prefers numbers 3 through 6.

Julian: So that completes our tour. But as you guys go back to your project, keep in mind that a successful magazine depends on teamwork, collaboration. ’Cause meeting deadlines and outperforming competitors is war. So good luck, go do good work.

Mr. Stein: Thank you so much.

Julian: Pleasure.

[Nicholas approaches Sophie who has drifted a little from the group]

Nicholas: How’s your magazine going?

Sophie: Great. Yours?

Nicholas: This is weird.

Sophie: What’s weird?

Nicholas: This, us. Like we’re rivals.

Sophie: We are.

Nicholas: I’m not talking about the magazine.

Sophie: Neither am I. I told you, Nicky, I’m not doing the secret thing. I’m either part of your life, or I’m not. Which is it?

[Paisley and some of the other BP’s walk up to Nicholas]

Boy 2: Dude, we have a magazine to write.

Paisley: Yeah, and you shouldn’t be blabbing with the enemy, anyway. Come on.

[The BP’s leave]

Nicholas: I better… I better get going.

Sophie: I guess you better.

[Mr. Stein approaches]

Mr. Stein: Some office, huh?

Sophie: Pretty impressive. Ahem.

Mr. Stein: I’m assuming you’re handling photography for your team?

Sophie: I am.

Mr. Stein: Well, if you need any help with anything, that’s what I’m here for.

Sophie: As a matter of fact, we could use some help with the layout. Could you come over tomorrow after school?

Mr. Stein: Yeah, sure.

 

[Cut to Kerr apartment. They are setting the table to eat.]

 

Lynn: Sounds like a very ambitious project.

Sophie: It is. And Mr. Stein’s supervising our team. You remember him, the cute teacher? He’s great. The whole thing’s pretty cool -- creating your own magazine. So much to do, from the copy to the artwork, layout, photography.

Lynn: If you need my help, you ask.

Sophie: Thanks, I might do that.

Karen: Are you guys hiring models?

Sophie: Not really. We’re just gonna use Brighton kids, keep it simple. We went to Mr. Fiske’s office today. The place is enormous.

Lynn: It is pretty impressive, isn’t it?

Sophie: You’ve been to his office? Why?

Karen: Yeah, why mom?

Lynn: Um… wine. I’m gonna get some wine.

 

[Cut to the Fiske’s eating dinner]

 

Julian: So how’s the magazine coming?

Nicholas: It’s coming.

Rona: You always downplay everything you do. I’m sure it’s spectacular.

Julian: If you need any help, you’d let me know, right?

Nicholas: You’re not allowed to help one team without helping the other. Remember the rules?

Julian: Yeah, I know the rules. I just meant… I have a little experience at this. I thought I’d share it with you, as your father.

Nicholas: But that would be cheating. We wouldn’t want that. Can’t have anything handed to me. May I be excused?

[Julian nods yes and Nicholas gets up and leaves]

Julian: Am I missing something? What’s going on with him?

Rona: There’s always the drastic course of action - you could ask him.

 

[Julian scoffs at her remark, cut to the Kerr’s, they are eating dinner as well]

 

Sophie: Julian Fiske? Mr. Fiske. Nicky’s dad Mr. Fiske?

Karen: The “I’m not ready to settle down, so I’m going to leave to try to make it in New York and break your heart” guy?

Lynn: And that was just the cliff-notes version.

Sophie: Why didn’t you just go with him?

Lynn: Because I wasn’t invited. And there wouldn’t be you two.

Sophie: So how long after he left did you meet dad?

Lynn: A few months.

Sophie: Were you in love with him?

Lynn: I was young.

Karen: I though we told each other everything.

[Lynn smiles]

Lynn: Yes, I was. And I was young.

Karen: So were you still in love with Mr. Fiske when you met dad?

Lynn: I loved your dad very much. Marriage is complicated.

Karen: So now you’re going to be working with “Mr. Long Lost”?

Lynn: No, I won’t. I will find something else.

 

[Cut to later, Karen is walking towards her and Sophie’s room, the door is open, you can see her on the bed working on the magazine]

 

Karen: Crazy about mom and Mr. Fiske, huh?

Sophie: Yeah.

Karen: Do you think she should take the job?

Sophie: Can we talk about this later? I’ve got a ton of work.

Karen: Yeah. If there’s anything I can do to help with your magazine…[Cut off by Sophie]

Sophie: No, but thanks.

Karen: If you need any models or anything…[Once again cut off]

Sophie: We’ve got it covered.

Karen: ’Cause I’d be happy…[Again]

Sophie: Karen, I’m really busy.

Karen: Fine.

 

[Karen walks out of room. Cut to Nicholas’s apartment he is playing a video game. His cell phone rings]

 

Nicholas: Hello?

 

[Cut back to Karen in the hallway]

 

Karen: Make it fifteen hundred and I’m in.

 

[Cut back to Nicholas]

 

Nicholas: Ok.

 

[Various shots of both teams getting ready for and during their photo shoots, we end up at the end of the BP’s photo shoot]

 

Nicholas: So did you have fun today?

Karen: Yeah.

Nicholas: Here you go.

Karen: Yeah. But I feel bad about Sophie. Don’t get me wrong. I had a lot of fun. I just… still hope her team wins. You feel good about things?

Nicholas: Oh, I’d say our chances are good.

Karen: I meant with Sophie.

Nicholas: Oh, yeah. Sure

Karen: Because if you hurt her, I will kill you, and I mean that literally.

 

[Cut to Sophie, Annabelle, and Gideon carrying stuff from there photo shoot to a car]

 

Annabelle: Did I not look Paisley enough? I was channeling her bitch-itude.

[Gideon laughs]

Sophie: You looked very Paisley. I’m wondering if we’re going to far.

Gideon: Ok. Would you stop protecting him.

Sophie: I’m not protecting him. I don’t like hurting people.

Gideon: Come on, Sophie. We know.

Sophie: Know what?

Gideon: I saw you kissing Nicky.

Sophie: Is that why you’re being so mean, to get back at him?

Gideon: I’m doing this to win. Isn’t that what we wanted?

Annabelle: The boy wouldn’t even eat lunch with us. The BP’s barely acknowledge our existence. Do you think they ever think about hurting us?

Sophie: Still…

Gideon: You gotta see this. Kenny Goodstein’s on the BP team. He just e-mailed me this.

[Gideon hands Sophie his cell phone, it has the BP’s cover picture of Karen on the screen]

Sophie: Print it.

 

[Cut to the Channel Lounge. Sophie’s walking out and Karen is getting out of a cab]

 

Karen: What are you doing here?

Sophie: Where are you coming from?

Karen: I’m late for work. Can we do this another time?

Sophie: Were you doing some modeling?

Karen: You say that like you’re accusing me of something.

Sophie: You say that like you’re guilty of something. Were you by chance modeling for the BP’s?

Karen: Yeah, you got a problem with that?

Sophie: I do. They’re the competition. You help them win, I lose bonus points on my midterm.

Karen: Ugh.

Sophie: This is such a betrayal, Karen. Did that ever even cross your mind or is it just all about you? You can be so selfish.

Karen: Selfish? You’re accusing me of being selfish? Why, ’cause I might interfere with your bonus points? What a tragedy that would be. The world as we know it just might unravel.

Sophie: That’s not what I meant.

Karen: Believe it or not, our being in New York isn’t just all about you and the prestigious Brighton school.

Sophie: I never said it was.

Karen: I got offered a modeling job. Do you have any idea how exciting that is to do what I love to do? Do you even care?

 

[Karen walks into Channel Lounge. Cut to Annabelle and Gideon in a park.]

 

Gideon: Tell me what you think about this, [He pulls out a composition notebook] all right? Cover story. “BP Jock Shocks Brighton And Writes A Complete Sentence.” Nicholas Fiske, egomaniacal heir to the Fiske publishing crown woke up one day and decided he was a writer. [Laughs] Fiske’s first book revolves around a spoiled, shallow dilettante. The two-page monosyllabic autobiography will hit shelves this summer.

Annabelle: That’s pretty mean.

Gideon: Hey, if the designer shoe fits…

Annabelle: Sophie is gonna freak out if we print this.

Gideon: It’s not all about Sophie.

Annabelle: It’s not? So you’re not doing all of this to get back at her and Nicky because they kissed?

Gideon: Sophie can kiss whomever she wants. I’m doing this to win.

 

[Cut to Sophie entering the Kerr apartment. She walks into the living room when she hears a thud and looks around.]

 

Sophie: Mr. Stein? What are you doing here?

Mr. Stein: Wasn’t I supposed to help your team with layout?

Sophie: Oh, my god, I totally forgot. How’d you get in?

Mr. Stein: Your mom let me in.

Lynn: [In the background.] I’ll be right out, honey.

Mr. Stein:  That’s a beautiful house. [Points to a picture on a table]

Sophie: Oh, that’s where I grew up. Mom looks great in that picture, huh?

Mr. Stein: What does your mom do?

Sophie: She’s in the fashion world. She’s a designer. Very talented.

Mr. Stein: Well, she must be where you got your visual sense. And your sister Karen, is she in college?

Sophie: No. She wants to be a model, but for now, she’s witnessing at a club called Channel.

Mr. Stein: Sounds terribly hip. Way too hip for teachers. We’re on the cutting edge of nothing.

[Door closes in background and Lynn walks in]

Lynn: Hmm.

Sophie: Hey. You remember Mr. Stein.

Lynn: I just let him in.

Sophie: Right. I’m going to do my homework.

[Sophie goes to her room, leaving Mr. Stein and Lynn in the living room together]

Lynn: Oh.

Mr. Stein: Something tells me I’m not here to help with layout.

Lynn: Something tells me you’re right. Sophie wants everyone to be happy, and she takes it upon herself to do something about it.

Mr. Stein: Hmm. This is a little awkward, me being in your home because of your daughter.

Lynn: No, no, it’s fine. Do you want some coffee?

Mr. Stein: No. I’m sure you have stuff to do. Why don’t we make a plan to go out and get a bite to eat or something?

Lynn: Ok. Yeah, that’s nice.

Mr. Stein: Ok.

 

[He leaves, Cut to Channel, Karen is waiting on tables]

 

Zoe: Get ready to thank me.

Karen: Why?

Zoe: Gaggle of model agents at table twelve. Go put it out there.

Karen: I’m a waitress, not a hooker.

Zoe: That all depends on how bad you want it.

[She looks over at the table and walks over. Laughter comes from the table.]

Karen: Good evening, gentlemen. What can I get you?

Model Agent 1: We’ll have a two scotch neat and a beer.

Karen: Coming right up.

Model Agent 2: Oh, wow.

Karen: [At the bar] Two scotch up and a beer.

[Evan fixes the drinks]

Zoe: How’d it go?

Karen: I just put the bait in the water. [Takes the drinks and head back to table.]

Evan: What’s the bait?

Zoe: What do you think? Why? You don’t like her?

Evan: Yeah. She’s… she’s nice.

Zoe: Well, your nice girl pop pills like chiclets. And she just bet me fifty bucks she’d get one of those guys over there to take her home.

 

[Laughter comes from the table again, Evan notices this. Cut to outside Brighton.]

 

Gideon: We’re a hit.

Annabelle: I haven’t been congratulated this much since my barbmitfua.

Gideon: Well if we make half as much money as your barmitizuha, we’re sure to win.

Sophie: [Comes up from behind.] How could you do this? You promised me you wouldn’t use Nicky wanting to write. I proofed the whole issue and then you sneak it in behind my back?

Gideon: Sophie, it’s killer, look around. Everyone loves it. We are so in.

Sophie: I never thought I’d say this but you just out BPed the BP’s.

 

{She slams the magazine against his sweater and walks away. The bell rings and we’re inside a Brighton classroom.]

 

Paisley: Why didn’t you tell me you wanted to be a writer?

Nicholas: What are you talking about?

Boy 3: You haven’t seen this. [Holds up Sophie’s magazine.]

Paisley: Looks like someone got played by the country bumpkin.

Boy 2: Hey, Hemingway, how’s the opus coming?

 

[Laughter. Cut to hallway.]

 

Sophie: [Runs to catch up.] I’ve been looking for you!

Nicholas: It didn’t take you long to become one of us.

Sophie: I didn’t know about it, that they ran it, I promise you.

Nicholas: You’re on the team. How could you not know? And how’d they find out about my writing? A lucky guess?

Sophie: That I told them, but it was accidental. I did not tell them for it to be used against you.

Nicholas: You know, I told you about my writing in complete confidence. You gave me your word you would tell no one. I thought I could trust you.

Sophie: You can. I messed up. I’m sorry.

Nicholas: Not nearly as sorry as I am.

 

[Cut to the Kerr apartment. Sophie is sitting on the window ledge crying. Karen walks in.]

 

Karen: What’s wrong?

Sophie: I betrayed a confidence. I hurt someone.

Karen: Is it to late to make it right?

Sophie: I don’t know. I’m sorry about before. I know how important modeling is to you. I just… I wish you would have asked me first.

Karen: You would have said no.

Sophie: Good point. Was it fun?

Karen: Sophie, it was the coolest thing I’ve ever done. A paid modeling job. [Camera zooms out and you can see Lynn listening.]

Sophie: They paid you? How much?

Karen: A lot.

Sophie: That’s so illegal. There’s no way that money was budgeted. I hate them, but I’m really happy for you. You deserve it.

Karen: You’re about to get a lot happier. [Karen hands Sophie a box, she opens it and it’s a camera.] Use that thing to make a name for yourself, then hire me.

Sophie: Karen, I can’t take this. It’s crazy expensive.

Karen: You’re taking that camera. It’s your thing, your passion, and you need to do whatever it take to fulfill that. Plus the store has a really strict no-return policy. [They hug. Lynn smiles.] Ok?

Sophie: Yeah. I’m ok.

 

[Cut to the Fiske’s penthouse.]

 

Julian: This is incredible. [Holds up BP’s magazine.] You guys did a great job. The cover alone makes me want to buy it. It’s great.

Nicholas: Thanks.

Julian: Hey, how much you do in ad sales?

Nicholas: 200 a page.

Julian: It’s such a small circulation. How?

Nicholas: I went to your advertisers.

Julian: See? It’s in your blood. When are you gonna come work with me?

Nicholas: I know you’re trying to connect with me and I appreciate it, but I’m not feeling it just right now so could you back off? [Nicholas walks out of the kitchen and Julian follows him.]

Julian: What is with you these days? We used to be best friends. What?

Nicholas: What if I don’t want it in my blood. I don’t want to be like you. You come to Brighton and everyone treats you like the freakin’ Pope and kisses your ass. They don’t know you, and I’m sick of it! I just won’t a dad.

Julian: Ahem. Well, for what it’s worth, I hate having my ass kissed as much as you hate seeing it kissed. And for all the positions and titles I hold, nothing is more important to me than being Nicky’s dad.

Nicholas: [Nicholas exhales.] There’s this girl. I like her.

Julian: So what’s the problem?

Nicholas: We’re just completely different. We have different backgrounds, different interests, different friends.

Julian: So what’s the problem?

Nicholas: The two worlds don’t exactly mesh.

Julian: How do you know?

Nicholas: I know. And everything I do just makes it worse.

Julian: So, this girl, what… She doesn’t get along with your friends?

Nicholas: That’s not it. They’re just different types of people.

Julian: So what are you gonna do about it?

Nicholas: If I knew that, we wouldn’t be having this conversation.

Julian: [Julian laughs.] That’s a good point. When… When you meet someone you like, that’s it. You can’t care about anything or anyone else. Because sometimes all it takes is one mistake and she’s gone. You don’t always get second chances.

 

[Cut to the Kerr apartment. Lynn is balancing her checkbook in the living room. She picks up the phone and the scene cuts to Toby entering his office, the phone is ringing.]

 

Toby: Toby here. [Cut to Lynn, we continue to cut between the two throught the conversation.]

Lynn: Toby, it’s Lynn. I’m calling about the job.

Toby: I’m sitting.

Lynn: Ok, look, Julian and I have a past.

Toby: And?

Lynn: And it didn’t end so well, and I don’t want any favors from him.

Toby: My offering you a job has nothing to do with Julian Fiske. I could care less about him.

Lynn: Really? Cause I really want to do this.

Toby: I want you at my company because of your esthetic, your design sense, not to mention the majority of the people in this office [Raises his voice and turns his head towards the common area outside of his office.] irritate me, but I like you.

Lynn: Well, give it time.

 

[Cut to the streets of New York and then into Fiske Publishing.]

 

Julian: Hey, Lynn, sorry to keep you waiting.

Lynn: Oh.

Julian: You look gorgeous.

Lynn: Oh, thank you. Listen I wanted to do this in person because I wanted us to look one another in the eye so that there is no misunderstanding. I took the job at Misura.

Julian: That’s fantastic. Congratulations.

Lynn: We’re going to be working in the same industry and our paths will cross and when they do, I just want to make sure that we keep things on a professional level.

Julian: I can’t promise that.

Lynn: Don’t complicate things. My life is complicated enough as it is.

Julian: All I meant was that our kids go to school together, and I’m sure we’re gonna have some non-work related interaction.

Lynn: Oh.

Julian: For instance, I saw Sophie the other day.

Lynn: Yes. She told me.

Julian: And I gotta tell ya, the resemblance between you two is remarkable.

Lynn: That’s what people say.

Julian: I mean, for me it’s like looking back in time.

Lynn: Look, I’m gonna choose not to join you on that stroll down memory lane. But I don’t want you to give her preferential treatment on that project.

Julian: Ok.

Lynn: But I don’t want you holding anything against her, either. [Julian laughs.] What? Why are you laughing?

Julian: You still think too much.

Lynn: [Laughs.] Better too much than too little. Well, I should let you get back to work. I see you’re a very busy man.

Julian: Wait. All right. Lynn, hold on. I just want to say congratulations on the new job. You deserve it. And if it makes you fell any better, I will, uh… I’ll do my best to keep it strictly business.

Lynn: Strictly business. [She holds out her hand and he laughs.] Come on, shake.

Julian: Strictly business. [They shake, she turns to walk away but he is still shaking her hand, he then lets go.]

Lynn: You!

Julian: Ahem.

 

[Cut to Brighton classroom. Sophie is walking in. She walks up to the teacher’s desk.]

 

Sophie: Can I talk to you?

Teacher 1: Yeah, sure. What’s up?

Sophie: It’s about the competition. I want to remove myself from my team.

Teacher 1: But the competition’s over. We’re announcing the winners this period.

Sophie: I know, and if my team wins, I don’t want the five points.

Teacher 1: But that’s the reward.

Sophie: I like to earn my rewards. I don’t deserve this one. [She walks to her seat and Gideon approaches.]

Gideon: I messed up. All right? I’m sorry. I should have told you what I was doing.

Sophie: You shouldn’t have done it at all.

Gideon: Yeah. I got caught up in the whole thing. I want to win. I want us to win, you know, and beat them for once.

Sophie: It’s just a stupid competition.

Gideon: No, it’s not.

Teacher 1: All right, everyone. Please settle down. Mr. Fiske, they’re all yours.

Julian: Hey, you guys, thanks for having me back. I just want to say I was greatly impressed with both magazines, and while BP magazine got a little mean, it certainly understood it’s demographic and displayed some out-of-the-box bravado, so… And Brighton World also showed a keen sense of its target audience, although the team’s CEO honorably informed me that they ran 1,500 dollars over budget, which I had to deduct from their final tally. But the results are in. BP outsold Brighton World by almost 2 to 1.

Gideon: Yes! Who’s the man? [Students start to murmur. Julian chuckles.]

Julian: However, your target audience doesn’t only include consumers. It’s advertisers as well, and in ad sales alone, Brighton World magazine outpaced BP by a margin of 4-to-1, so the winner is -- by less than 100 dollars -- Brighton World. [Burst of applause.]

Gideon: Does it ever end? [Sophie gets up and walks over to Nicholas’s desk.]

Sophie: Congratulations. You guys deserved it. Look, I know there’s nothing I can do to change what happened, but all I ask is that you think about giving me a second chance.

Nicholas: Ok. I’ll think about it. [Sophie turns to walk away and Nicholas grabs her arm and pulls her towards them and they kiss. The class gasps.]

Teacher 1: Hey, guys, save it for after class. Thanks.

Nicholas: Yeah. [A student laughs.] Now that we’ve gone public…

 

[Cut to Channel Lounge.]

 

Karen: Can I get you something to drink?

Mr. Stein: I’ll have a, uh… Sophie’s sister? You work here?

Karen: You Brighton teachers are quick and hip. Shouldn’t you be in some library, pouring over some books?

Mr. Stein: I escaped. No, I’m actually meeting some friends here. It’s so funny bumping into you again.

Karen: It’s a small world. What can I get you?

Mr. Stein: Beer would be great.

Karen: Ok

Zoe: [At the bar] Table 6 needs drinks.

Karen: I’m slammed. You take it.

Zoe: I think you’re gonna want it. [Karen looks over and it’s the model agents again.]

Karen: Get the guy at table 10 a beer.

 

[Karen goes to table 6. Cut to later Karen is leaving with one of the model agents. Evan sees them leave together, so does Mr. Stein. Cut to Sophie in her room typing on her laptop. Lynn walks in.]

 

Lynn: You’re up late. [Sophie tilts the screen down.] What you working on?

Sophie: Nothing.

Lynn: Listen, I wanted to tell you that I decided to take the job. Do you think it was the right thing to do? Please say yes.

Sophie: It was the only thing to do. [Lynn laughs and sits down on Sophie’s bed.]

Lynn: [Sighs] And it was pretty amazing of Karen to buy you the camera, huh?

Sophie: I’m blown away. But she worked so hard for that money.

Lynn: Well, I’m gonna pitch in. It’ll be from both of us.

Sophie: Thank you.

Lynn: So what are you working on? [Lynn starts to lift up the screen but Sophie holds it down.]

Sophie: Just emailing.

Lynn: Oh. Who you writing to? Is it a boy? Come on. You know I hate to be left out of the gossip loop. It’s not fair.

Sophie: I was emailing dad. We’ve been trading emails, and I’m sorry I didn’t say anything sooner. I just thought you would be angry.

Lynn: You and dad have been emailing?

Sophie: You’re angry. I knew you would be angry.

Lynn: I’m not angry. I mean, I am angry, but not at you.

Sophie: Do you want me to stop?

Lynn: Do you want to stop?

Sophie: No.

Lynn: Then don’t. He’s your dad. [Lynn gets up.] But honey, you know, I’m… I’m here. If you want to talk about anything, I’m here always.

Sophie: I know, but there are some things that are easier to talk about with dad.

Lynn: Ok. [She turns and leaves but hesitates at the door and turns back around to face Sophie.] So, how he’s doing?

Sophie: Do you really want to know?

Lynn: No, I don’t, but don’t stay up to late, all right? Cause I have to go to work very early, and I won’t be here to get you out of bed.

Sophie: Ok.

 

[Sophie pulls up her screen and starts typing again. We pan out of her window to end this episode.]

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