Kate: Previously on "Workin' Moms"
- Kate.
- I could sell a scuba tank to a sea horse.
- And that's why you're here.
- You sure about this? - Yeah, I'm so sure.
- Jenny, is that a nipple ring?
- I'm sorry, I-I don't know what's going on with me.
- Did you sell our baby?
- I sold our house. - Excuse me?
- You wanna dress me?
- Would you allow me to arrange something for you?
- I'm drowning, Frankie. I can't do this anymore.
(Alarm clock blares) (Startled waking gasp)
(Glass shatters) Oh, God dammit.
(Alarm clock blares) Ugh.
Mmm.
Shhh. Enough.
Ugh.
(Video chat messenger rings) (Charlie cries)
- It's a rash. Charlie's got a rash.
- Mm, good morning. How did you sleep?
- Sorry, not such a good morning on this end.
Sarah got some last minute gig
and left me to fend for myself today.
and then this guy woke up hysterical.
- I'm sorry. Okay, Do you wanna try my mom or...
- Believe me, I've been up for hours.
I've tried everyone, no one can swing it.
- Nathan, he gets rashes all the time.
You know, give him a lukewarm bath,
followed up with a heavy hint of rash cream.
Make him pound water all day.
It should be clear by tonight. I promise.
- Okay, I get it. Let's move on.
Are you nervous about today? - Mm-mm.
I'm feeling really good about it.
Finally time to flex my muscles in front of the Stromanger.
God, I hope I do her justice. She's a tough cookie.
- You're gonna kill it.
And then I'm gonna be the one breaking out in hives.
Okay, I gotta get this kid in a hot bath.
- Lukewarm, Nathan. (Video chat beeps) Nathan?
Na -
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♪ Te, te, te, te, te ♪
- Hey!
- My mother is going to watch her for the day.
- I made some scrambled eggs for the road.
- In a bag, Frank?
- This way they're portable.
I'm gonna fix this.
I'll get our house back.
- Mommy, are you sick? - Hmm?
- No, honey, no. I'm just gonna,
kind of, take it easy today.
- Okay good, because I still have to do that school project.
- Right. The modern day woman interview thing, right?
Well, I am ready for my close up. How do I look?
- You look... okay?
- Okay great, let's do this.
- Okay, so as a modern day woman,
where do you get most of your clothes?
- As a modern day busy woman,
I get most of my clothes online.
- Oh, so you don't make them yourself?
- No. Some kid in Bangladesh makes my clothes.
- You know, making your own clothes isn't that crazy.
I knit all my scarves.
I even made my own moccasins.
- Is this before or after you foraged for berries?
- After.
By the way, how're you feeling?
- Uh, I'm all right. Thank you.
- Okay, next question...
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♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey ♪
Jenny: Excuse me!
Hi!
I know I've been kind of dropping the ball lately,
but I just wanted to let you all know that I,
I filled the fridge with snacks.
- What kind of snacks?
- Lots of good stuff.
I went to the organic market, so it's all pretty high shelf.
- Health food?
- There's chips in there too.
Arden: Any sweets? - Yeah.
Gena: Why would you do that?
Friday before the long weekend?
They dump everything in the fridge at 4:30.
- Well, I think it was pretty solid of you, Jenny.
Arden: Oh, baba ghanoush! I'll take it home, Jenny.
- Okay, see, now I wish you'd taken requests
because some of us are allergic to eggplant.
If that gets in the vents; I'm anaphylactic.
Oops.
♪♪♪
♪ Hey, te-te-te-te ♪
- Well, you look great. Is that wool?
- It is.
Being the leader in 20 consumer markets worldwide
is quite a feat.
But how do we make it to 40?
And that is where you're new, modern logo comes in.
- (Laughs) Wha...what is that?
What? You call that a logo?
Yeah... where's the pig?
- Mr. Westwood, the pig was cute
and he served you well,
but you're competing in a new market now.
Where sleek images have a greater impact.
Look, your product's quality shouldn't be touched.
It is, hands down, the finest on the market.
But packaging matters. We've tested both images
and this one has gotten more traction. Period.
- But I specifically told Victoria,
I wanted to keep the pig.
- But you didn't come here to get placated.
And I'm willing to risk our business
to show you that this is what's best for Westwood Foods.
- Go on. - Great.
(Door opens)
Piera: Uh, désolé.
Uh, Kate, can I have a minute, please?
- Piera, can it not wait until after the presentation?
Piera: I am so sorry.
I would never interrupt if it wasn't urgent.
- (Clears throat)
- Won't you excuse me for just one moment.
Terribly sorry.
- Tout suite. - Yes.
Piera: I am so sorry.
I don't normally bother people like that, I promise you.
- What is it? Is it Charlie?
- So, he's running a pretty serious fever,
so I brought him to the hospital
and they gave him a blood test.
Kate, what if he's got the measles?
Did you know babies can die from the measles?
- The measles? Did the doctor actually say that?
- No, they're running the test right now.
- So it can be something else, something less measle-y?
- Less measle-y? Jesus, Kate.
That's a little bit too calm, even for you.
- I'm sorry. No, it's just...
you know, on the spectrum of freaking out,
there's the Measles: holy shit.
And then there's: I don't know, hand, foot and mouth disease.
- Well, fingers crossed for hand, foot and mouth disease.
- No. (Exhales)
- I assume you're still doing that presentation?
- I'm in the middle of it, but...
I could jump on a plane, really.
Nathan: No. You have put too much time into this.
All there's to do is sit around and panic here anyways, so.
- Well, look, call me if you hear anything at all.
Nathan: I will. I love you.
- I love you.
Victoria: Shall we, uh... get back to the presentation?
Daniel: I'd like that.
Victoria: Okay. Daniel: (clears throat)
Woman: I think we're on the pepperettes?
Group: Yes, pepperettes.
- Kate, Shall we continue? Kate: Of course.
Um, where was I, uh...
- The pig.
- The pig, um...
So, uh, the pig...
I'm so sorry, I just found out my son is in the hospital
and he's so little actually, not even one--
- Well, let's take a 5 minute repose, shall we?
Please help yourself to these lovely refreshments.
Kate, let's step outside, we'll sort this out right away.
- Thank you. I'm so sorry.
So sorry.
- Are you out of your damn mind? - What?
- You never reveal negative truths to the client.
When they think Gaze, they should think about
all the money that we're gonna make them,
not about sick children. - I'm sorry, um...
how am I supposed to continue talking about cold cuts,
when I know my one year old is in the hospital?
You are a mother, what would you do?
- Think about what is important to you
because this is a slippery slope.
Was I at every school play? No.
- But this...this isn't a school play, okay--
- Thank God for you, you have a capable husband at home.
Anyone can be a mother, Kate.
Going to the hospital might ease your guilt,
but think about what you lose.
- What... I'm sorry. What- what exactly would I lose?
- I will see you back in that room, Kate.
I am so sorry, but everything is fine.
- Thank you for moving the inspection up.
- Yeah, no problem. So, let's start on this floor.
- Yes. Let's...
- Um... did we get the wrong time?
- No. You got the right time.
I wanted to meet the buyer in person
before they got in deep with this sinking ship.
- Sorry, "sinking ship"?
- I am here to provide some valuable insight.
Like this wall, for example:
supposedly a load-bearing wall, but it's weak.
My partner and I made love against it,
the night we moved in.
Listen, (knocking) practically hollow.
- Uh, seems fine to me. - Okay, Dale is known
for playing fast and loose with homes.
- He came highly recommended.
- Okay, well you know what doesn't come high recommended?
Is this closet.
It is ripe with mold.
Listen, this dump is gonna be a real handful
for somebody who doesn't have a personal stake in it.
- Oh, well, I'm planning to gut it,
so none of this really matters. - What?
- Um, if we could just move things right along?
- Maybe we'll start upstairs. - Right. (Polite laugh)
- Shit.
Alice, put your damn unicorns away.
Okay, this is happening. (Laptop key clacks)
- Hi, I'm Alice Carlson and this is my documentary:
"Modern Day Woman versus Pioneer Day Woman".
In pioneer times,
families often make their own clothes by shearing sheep
and then making wool on their spinning wheels.
- Oh, I get it.
- You don't make them yourself? - What? No. (Laughs)
A kid in Bangladesh makes my clothes.
Oh shit.
(Zoe fusses)
- Well, my day couldn't have sucked more.
How was yours?
- Um, sorry, could you not?
I'm just, I am in the middle of this really pivotal scene.
He's right about to confront the leader of the park nannies.
- I feel like you've been weird around me.
- Okay.
- What? No, no, no-no-no!
Fine. Okay, you wanna do this? Let's do this.
- I just wanna connect with you.
- Why? Why would you ever get a nipple ring?
- (Scoffs)
- No, really. What the hell is that about?
- I don't know. I just wanted--
- And why are you not more supportive of my film?
It's this amazing thing that's finally happened to me
and you couldn't care less. - Of course I care--
- Your hugs, straight up, suck lately!
Hugging my own wife is like hugging an unconscious woman--
- No.
- Started wearing chokers like you're 19.
- To me it just looks like you're out on the hunt.
- You don't like chokers? - Who are you?
I don't even recognize you.
You stay out all night.
You have the most amazing daughter here.
Do you even wanna be here?
Do you wanna be with us?
Do you wanna be with me?
- I don't know.
- You can't even answer that?
Okay, I'll do it for you.
I'm done.
Zoe and I,
we're not gonna be part of your experiment anymore.
You wanna go and find yourself at work...
have at her,
but I know where I'm at.
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- Oh my God, I'm so sorry. - Hey, it's okay.
- Where is he? Where is he?
- He's right here, he's right here.
Kate: (Tearing up) Charlie. Hi, baby!
Can I-oh, sorry, can I, um, can I hold him?
- I'm sorry, who are you?
- I'm the mother. I'm his mom.
- Okay, you'll need to put on a gown first.
- Here you go, honey. Here you go.
Kate: Oh, all right. Okay.
I just sort of...
- Actually, perfect timing
as I was about to administer him a shot.
It's always nice when the mother puts on the band aid.
- Oh great! Let me just sort of...
- Oh wonderful! As this is a teaching hospital,
would you mind this group watched?
- Uh, sure, that's fine. - Okay.
That's yours.
- Okay, thank you. Band-aid.
Probably learned this on your first day of med school.
- And we're giving him the shot.
(Charlie cries)
- Oh, poor-- it's okay, monkey.
It's okay, here comes your band-aid.
- That's your cue, mom. - Yup-yup-yup.
Just gonna-- oh shit!
- Please don't use that. Here is a fresh one.
- Please don't write that down.
- It's okay, Kate, just relax. - I just have to...
- Please don't blow on it, it's dirty now.
Here is a fresh one.
(Charlie cries loudly)
(Band-Aid package tears) - Oh, I, um, I ripped it.
- I'll do it. And done.
- Hey! Mom, Jayme stole my garlic bread.
Anne: Shhh. Lionel: Shut up, please.
- Mm.
- Here you go.
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
- Hey guys, can I show you something I made for school?
- Honey, I don't think that now is a good time to do this.
Lionel: Uh, of course you may, sweetie.
Okay, we have to be supportive, even when it's boring.
- I am supportive. - I know.
- Hi. I'm Alice Carlson and this is my documentary:
- I was setup. - Shut up, please.
- ...for an example of a modern day woman...
Now, where do you get most of your drinking water?
Anne: That is a weird question. From bottles, I guess.
In my opinion tap water is for mouth breathers.
Alice: Shouldn't you put that in the recycling?
- Why? It just goes in the landfill anyway.
Ugh. This is humiliating.
- I'm proud to be my mom's daughter.
She takes great care of all of us.
She's probably the best mom I've ever had.
She can't build anything and she doesn't know how to sew,
but she's strong and smart and I love her.
I love you, mom.
- Come here.
Hey.
Thank you.
- Get me in on some of this?
(Lionel growls and Anne laughs)
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- So all I have to do is fill them.
(Cell phone buzzes)
Hello?
Are you for real?
Hang on, hang on. Hey.
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- Frankie...
what are you doing?
- Okay, I know I'm only gonna get one shot at this,
so I'm gonna go ahead and sit.
Uh, Giselle, I know there's something wrong with me.
Not even wrong really, just, like, broken.
I wanna believe that it's temporary,
but I can't promise you that.
Not yet.
Either way, it's not gonna be your weight to carry anymore.
I found this program and...
I am gonna go.
For as long as it takes.
- That's a really good idea, Frank.
I'm sorry I haven't been able to help you.
- No. No, it's...
it's time for you not to worry about me for a while.
(Chuckles through tears)
But do you, do you think that...
that think that you and Rhoda would be better off without me?
- Well... yeah.
- Okay, I got it. Yup.
- But...
I want to be married to you.
Even if it means we're homeless.
- Okay. Well, we don't have to be.
The buyers' money fell through.
The house is ours.
Well, it's yours and Rhoda's
until I complete my course in sanity.
- Come here.
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♪ What is love, but a constant struggle ♪
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Jayme: (giggles)
♪ What's the heart, but the pounding ♪
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♪ What are we when the tide is sinking ♪
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♪ What is faith, I don't own it ♪
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(Nathan snores, Charlie whimpers)
Kate: (Quietly) Hey, buddy.
So I'm sorry.
I know I do a lot of things for me
and that you need more.
I hope you can forgive me.
I hope I can forgive me.
- I'm afraid it's against hospital regulations
for you to be in there with him.
I could get you a pillow if the chair is uncomfortable.
- I'm just gonna stay in here with him for a few more minutes
until he falls asleep, if that's all right?
- I'm sorry. It's just that it's against our rules.
- Uh, well, maybe you can let this one slide.
I mean, this little guy's pretty scared right now.
- If I let this slide,
then I have to let a lot of other things slide.
And that's not fair to the other parents.
Now, please get out of the crib.
I don't wanna have to call security.
I'm sure you're a great mother--
- Yeah, I don't know that I am, but I sure as shit know
you're not the determining factor on that front.
So, I'm gonna stay here in this crib
and you're gonna walk away
and continue being good at your job
because you know, down in your nurse heart,
it's the right thing to do.
(Nathan snores)
(Charlie coos)
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(Charlie whimpers) Hey, baby.
Hey, buddy.
No, no, it's okay.
You have nothing to be scared of.
You're the biggest, bravest boy
in this whole hospital.
And I've walked these halls;
this place is good.
♪ You are my sunshine, ♪
♪ My only sunshine ♪
♪ You make me happy... ♪