[Kate] Previously on
"Workin' Moms"...
- Kate Foster is a woman
for men's right.
[Applause]
- The last thing I need
is a therapist
who's still going
through her own trauma.
- My trauma is an asset to you.
- I don't know the right
things to say to get--
- What? To get them to have
sex with you.
- You're just like
the rest of them.
- Them?
- You don't know
if she's potty trained?
- I don't really see her
that much. I mean--
- He sounds controlling.
- He has rage issues.
- Rage issues? Oh my God!
- I didn't know you
were in journalism.
- Oh I'm not,
I'm actually in PR.
- I shot a rhinoceros.
- [Applause]
- Thank you.
- How do I get out
of this thing?
- You just gotta really bend
hard at the knee
until you feel a ligament tear.
There you go.
- I don't think that's...
that can't be right.
[Snap] Ah!
- There ya go.
- That's cool.
- You got it.
Teacher is really mean.
- I know. I love when
she shames me.
- Dude, you're sexually broken.
- 100%
Oh hey.
- Jenny?
- Anne. Kate.
How are you?
- Amazing.
Really, really dry.
- Great. Like a 100%.
- Yeah. Well, I'm glad I ran
into you.
Zoe's big birthday bash
is coming up,
and I know we haven't talked
in a while,
but I would love if you
and your kids could make it.
- I mean, we would love to.
When is it?
- Tomorrow at 11:00 A.M.
- Tomorrow.
11:00 A.M.? Jenny I have work.
- Yeah, no.
Charlie's got school. No.
- Yeah, Frankie used
that excuse too.
- Just feels like-kinda like
a last minute invite.
- Look I thought I'd ask.
That's what nice people do.
- Totally. It is very nice.
If you don't think about it
for very long.
♪♪♪
- Good morning.
How is my little commuter?
- I'm thinking of transferring
at St. George
instead of Yonge station today.
- Hey, you take the exact
route that we showed you!
You rode the subway once,
you're not in west side story.
And get off your phone.
Your battery is gonna die.
Be careful!
- So, how do I look?
Anne? Hello?
- What? Hmm?
- How do I look?
It's first day, new promo'sh.
- Oh yeah. Uh, maybe take
the tags off?
- Yeah, I knew that was there.
I just-- okay.
All right.
Better?
Anne?
You're not the only one with
things going on, you know?
- No, I know. I know.
I'm sorry.
Can I um, take you out
for lunch today?
We can talk about
your new job?
- I would love that.
♪♪♪
- Bye, Charlie.
Bye, Honey.
- [Knock] Hi. I have to talk
you about Charlie.
- Oh no... is everything...
is everything okay?
- Ah, no actually. Charlie
keeps calling River a girl
because he has long hair.
- Oh, thank God.
- Excuse me?
- He's 3-years-old,
I wouldn't put too much stock
into someone
who still craps his pants,
you know.
- I guess I see
where Charlie gets it.
- Oh, come on, man.
River does sort of have
a girl's haircut.
A beautiful girl, like I'd kill
for those curls and volume.
- I guess I shouldn't be
surprised that a woman
who represents a rhino killer
would use such normative
language.
- Seriously.
All right. Well, I guess,
I could explain
to my 3-year-old
the grief caused
by toddlers misgendering
each other...
- Okay.
- You know? Or...
you know or,
you could bite the bullet
and take that sweet girl
of yours to a Topcuts.
- [Offended gasp]
- Just sayin'.
- Wow.
[Tires screech]
Where in hell?
[Groans]
No. No-no-no.
Ugh.
Has anyone seen the artwork
for the Stenton pitch?
- I guess you didn't read
my D.M.
- Stop DM'ing me, Forrest.
Call. Always call.
Or email.
- Rosie quit before
she finished the art.
- Ughhhhhhh...
- Kate, I know you're hurting,
but I'm not giving up on you.
I'm not giving up on us.
I can help.
- Without the artwork
there's nothing we can do.
- No, it just needs
a quick polish,
I'm great at photoshop.
I can do this.
- No Forrest, just cancel
the pitch, okay?
- Look, I was at the meeting.
I heard what they wanted.
I saw you shine.
Your breasts they were--
- Don't.
- were engorged.
- Okay. [Sighs]
- Fine. You can do the artwork,
but I need to see it first.
- Not if I see you first.
- I don't know what that me--
- Oh, there is-oh what, what?
- No, no, no. Go, go, go.
- Okay. No. I get it.
- Yeah-yeah-yeah.
You know what I mean.
- No means no. Yeah.
- Work place. Yeah.
- Yeah. It's cool.
- Just at work. Just chillin'.
- Okay.
[Laughter, music plays]
- It's kinda his naptime,
so I'm just gonna let him
sleep it out.
- Well, his loss!
Hey, thank you so much
for letting me
host Zoe's party at your place.
- This is my pleasure.
This is my first proper
kids' party.
Um, are they all catered?
Or...
[Jenny] Well, the good ones
are more about the adults so...
Oh... ooh...
[Girls] Cheers.
- What?!
[Girls] What?
- No!
No! No-no-no.
Um, can I help you?
- Hey Jenny. It's me.
- Oh my God. Ian, why are you
dressed like that?
- It's Constable Crumbs!
Zoe's favourite cartoon
character.
- Okay, is that a cake?
- Hell yeah, it is!
- I already have a cake.
It's a torte.
- Yeah, I know.
- That's why I thought a cake
because I thought the kids
would like it better
than a torte.
- Are you trying to ruin
my party?
- Your party?
Jenny, this is Zoe's birthday.
Where is all her friends?
She looks so bored.
- Don't be basic, Ian.
- I am not basic!
- Okay. Well, if you want Zoe
to have a good birthday,
change your clothes,
have a cocktail,
and just stay out of the way.
Ugh. He's an idiot!
- Zoe!
[Deep inhale, exhale]
[Approaching footsteps thud]
- Shit!
Hey guys! You're early!
You wanna move this party
to the conference room?
Steve: Kate, we need to talk
about this artwork.
- I am so sorry--
- It's beautiful.
- I am so sorry it took so long.
- It's just so, so inspiring.
I'm standing up
for the little people.
Oh God, you know what?
I'm doing it, Burt!
- What? No, Steve!
Steve! No!
Steve, you're not--
You're too fragile.
Come on. Come on.
- Get out of here.
It's okay. It's okay.
- Okay, so you hired me
to protect your image,
and while this is a good start--
- Exactly.
- You're right, Burt.
Take out all those other people.
Ground it.
- Well, uh...
for your reputation,
we might just wanna explore
some variations.
You know, do a focus group,
let some fresh eyes
validate your instinct.
- Oh, I like your work ethic,
Kate, but you know what?
There is no need to validate
a slam dunk.
- Well...
- Do you have anything
more to add?
- Nope. Nothing.
- Okay. You know what?
The world is gonna know
that Kate Foster
stands up for men.
- Hope not!
- [Laughing]
Jesus "hope not" -
that was hilarious!
- Steve? Steve?
The meeting's not over.
Steve? Ugh!
Great work, Kate.
- Goddamit.
- Well, he might have been
part of it,
he didn't know what
he was doing.
- [Laughing]
- I'm sorry.
- Hey Jenny.
- Yeah.
- What do you say
we do the cake?
- Ah, maybe in like an hour?
- An hour? [Laughs]
- A kid's party usually lasts
an hour in total.
- Girls, do you wanna help me.
Come here, Zoe, girl.
Thank you.
- So this is none of my
business,
but can you go easy on her?
'Cause I know like you guys
are having like issues,
and what not.
- Issues?
- Yeah, that you're not crazy
about her seeing Zoe,
but I think it's important
that Jenny gets to see her.
- What?
She's the one who didn't wanna
spend time with Zoe.
- Really? 'Cause she's
the one who said,
you're keeping them apart.
- Why would I do that?
- I don't know, 'cause you have
like rage issues or something?
- Did she say that
I have rage issues?!
- Yeah, and seriously, Ian,
you should get some help.
[Jenny] It is cake time!
- Jenny I gotta talk to you
like right now.
I don't know what's
happening today.
I've got Gena saying--
Are you even listening to me?
- Ian this isn't about you
It's about Zoe.
So just relax.
- How am I supposed to relax
if you're taking shit
behind my back.
- Dude, you are way out
of line.
- Ian, if you don't calm down!
- I am fucking calm.
[Jenny] Zoe no!
[Splash]
- Oh my God!
- OMG! Jenny...
you're a hero!
- I am?
- Yeah.
[Zoe coughs]
- I am!
- Yeah, come here.
Yeah. Come. Come.
Let get you a towel.
Oh my goodness.
- I'm a hero.
[Laughs]
I must look awful though.
- I'm dying for a chicken salad.
- Mom, it's a vegan cafe.
- Oh, don't be silly
I'm sure they have a chicken
in the back.
- Nope.
Oh hey, Wendy.
Hi, I hope you don't mind my,
my family is crashing
our meeting.
This is my mother.
- Hello.
= Is everything here made
of beans?
- Yes.
Look, there's not gonna
be a meeting.
- Oh.
- Yeah, I'm sorry.
I talk to Linda about it.
and we're just gonna go
in a different direction.
But let me know
when you're ready to order.
- Oh no hey,
is this about pricing,
because I'm going to give
you a deal, okay?
- [Small laugh]
You know what?
When we came to see you, you
kind of presented yourself
as this progressive
business woman.
And that's why we decided
to go with you.
But ultimately you're
just not that.
Look, we're just not morally
compatible.
- Excuse me,
I can't have beans.
I have a boyfriend.
- Okay.
- Mom, stop it?
Hey, level with me, okay?
What's going on?
Is there something I did?
- Look we read the article,
and honestly I don't know
what's worst -
the fact that you're
representing a rhino killer,
or that you're a men's
rights activist.
Really?
- I can explain. But--
Did she say article?
[Appalled gasp]
That bitch!
I'm gonna shave
that kid's head.
- Who are these guys?
- My only clients.
- So what's the big deal?
You gave a speech
to some wealthy men.
- Wealthy men with
some extreme ideas.
- Oh, God, you can't say
anything these days.
- I don't wanna be known as the
woman behind the men's rights.
- Well, then why did you let
them make a movie about it?
- I didn't! I was trying
to drum up business
to support my family,
and this woman spun it
so I look like Ann Coulter.
- Oh no, Katie.
That is not true.
- Thank you!
- Ann Coulter has much better
bone structure than you.
- Right. You know what?
Just watch Ella, okay?
I'm gonna go set
the record straight.
Hey, Anderson Cooper!
Nice a sucker punch today.
Look you got a problem
with me that's one thing,
but you do not mess
with my work.
- You're the one cheering on
the men of one direction.
- Cheering?
I am literally rinsing them
for all they're worth.
What could be more feminist
than that?
- Femin-- I can't understand
how any woman
could support their cause.
- You're aligning me
with a group of misguided
old misogynists.
We're on the same side here.
- I'm aligning you?
You're the one who's aligned
yourself with those men.
- No! I'm sort-- I'm adjacent.
I'm next to them.
- You're aligning-adjacent.
- I am a good person.
I am a hard worker,
and I am a great mother.
- Excuse me, Mrs. Foster?
There's been a cutting incident.
- [Shocked gasp]
- I left Charlie in aftercare
as he cut some of Rivers
hair with...
- [Gasps] Oh my God!
- Okay.
Oh my God!
He butchered River!
- Look he wanted a haircut.
You wouldn't give it to him.
He went to Charlie.
It's resourceful.
- I'm gonna need you to fill in
this incident report.
- Hey, keep Charlie away
from my son.
Come, Honey.
- A moment of your time,
Mrs. Foster?
- Come on, Honey.
We can work with that.
- Our school helps
with socialization,
but a child's emotional
education must begin at home
So I'm prescribing
"Panda's So Mad".
I want you to read it
to him everyday.
And just try to get him to
self-investigate his feelings.
Can you do that?
- I can try.
Can't wait to find out
why this Panda is so mad.
Let's go.
Get you over here.
[Phone buzzes]
Ooh. Who is that?
For Godsake. [Click]
Kate Foster.
- Kate. It's Steve Malk.
I read the article.
What a witch hunt.
You know, you can't even fight
for equality these days
without getting your goddam
balls lopped off.
- Well, that's not really
what I'm fighting for.
- Listen to me, you're on
the right side of this.
You understand.
- Yeah, Steve, listen...
I think I might have gotten
myself into something
that maybe I haven't really
thought through, yet.
And I think if--
[Hang up beeps]
Steve? Did you hang up?
Hello.
Goddammit.
[Anne] So I think I owe you
an apology.
Last time you were here-
- I know, I-I... stormed out.
Um, I'm sorry I just...
I have some trust issues.
- You can tell me anything.
- [Deep breath]
My roommate and a couple
of his friends,
got drunk last night
and pissed on my bed.
- How are you feeling today,
Meredith?
- Honestly, really shitty.
My friend took me to this
house party the other night.
This guy made me a drink.
He wasn't my type.
He was nice enough and
I didn't wanna be rude.
I woke up in his bed.
My roommate says I probably
got roofied.
- Did you call the police?
- They can't do anything
until he does something.
- [Frustrated exhale]
- He found out where I live.
I think he's stalking me.
But I can't prove it
and no one believes me.
- In y senior year I had
to switch schools
like half way through
because a couple guys,
they ah, kicked the shit out
of me.
- Sometimes I think
that's his plan.
Get inside my head.
- [Knuckles crack]
Push my buttons.
- I didn't throw up.
I mean, you throw up
if you get roofied, right?
- They're like why are you such
a fucking pervert.
- Like some sort of sick
poppet master.
- I mean, his smell
was all over me.
- They can't do that to me
again.
- I just keep thinking
about having revenge.
How to humiliate him.
Does that make sense?
- Becky, we're gonna have
to cut this short.
for today okay?
- We still have half an hour.
[Door slams]
- Iris, could you cancel
my appointments
for the rest of the day please?
- Are you okay?
- Yeah, I'm fine I just have
a meeting across town,
[Worn out exhale]
- Going for a bold colour
this time.
- Mhmm.
- You're a psychiatrist, right?
- Mhmm.
- That must be exhausting.
- You have no idea.
- No, I get it, in this job
people are always
unloading their stuff
on me too.
Like the other day this
guy comes in wants a mani,
says it's what his wife prefers.
Then he's going on about how
they haven't slept together
in a year.
And then he starts flirting
with me.
Crossing a line.
Like it's not making me
feel good.
I know I look cheap and easy,
but I'm really not.
- I gotta go.
- We're not done.
- It's okay. I got you.
Here you go.
Okay.
[Train rumbles]
Man: [Knock on door]
Just a minute.
I'm almost done my tutorial.
Okay, surprise, gorgeous,
we're almost done here.
We just need a couple
more seconds
before the finishing touch--
♪♪♪
- Shit.
[Doors chime closed]
[Traffic whooshes, car honks]
[Siren wails in the distance]
[Car engine rumbles loudly]
- [Man] Hey, don't I know you.
- [Revs engine]
Oh, you're ignoring me.
That's good.
That's what you should do,
but...
but it's kinda a rough
neighbourhood.
Why don't you let me
give you a ride.
Come on.
[Door creaks open]
Hop in.
- [Reading] "Panda's so mad.
He's mad at Chad."
I know.
"Because Chad hurt Panda, bad.
But Panda doesn't tell Chad,
because he's a scaredy cad."
I know, buddy,
just a couple more pages.
"He's afraid of losing Chad.
But being afraid isn't bad.
Talk to Chad. Be honest.
Be yourself.
And you'll turn sad Panda -
glad."
- I have a palates instructor
named Chad.
- Hm?
- He teaches topless.
- You know what?
I actually have to go take care
of something.
Can you watch the kids
for a few hours?
- All together? Both of them?
What if the gang up on me?
Charlie bullies me.
- What?
- He does.
- He's never bullied you.
And you know what?
It's time for both of us to
stop being scaredy cads.
Watch this.
I'm gonna go do my part...
- Kate.
- you do yours.
- You're gonna be fine. 9-1-1.
- [Door slams]
[Regretful exhale]
[Door opens and slams]
[Lionel hums]
- Anne? What the hell?
Where have you been?
Did you forget about
our lunch today?
- Shit, I, I totally forgot.
I'm so sorry.
- What did you get half of your
nails done?
- Yes.
- I wish you told me you were
gonna take the day off!
- Where's Alice?
- She's not home yet.
- What? She should be home by
now. Did she text you?
- No, no. she's got rehearsal
tonight.
- Not tonight she doesn't.
- Oh my God.
I will call the school.
- I'm gonna go look for her.
[Loud engine rumbles up]
[Shuts engine off]
- Wait... what?
What the hell?!
Who are you?
Hey! Hey! Who are you?!
- Mom, I'm okay!
Wait! Wait!
- [Pained grunts] Whoa!
- Did you touch her?!
- I'm Brenna's dad!
I'm Brenna's dad!
- Hi.
[Door slams]
- She was lost so I offered her
a ride home.
Jesus.
[Starts engine]
- I'm so sorry.
[Deep rumbling]
- For the record
you're a psycho!
- Go to your sister please.
♪♪♪
[Low hum of party laughter
and chatter]
♪♪♪
- Oh. Sorry.
Steve.
- What?
- Hey.
- Oh, there she is.
There's my girl!
- Hey, I need to talk to you.
- Kate, you remember
Nick Peterson?
- Of course,
we're practically family.
- You know what, Kate.
I wanna introduce you
to Mike Bolinski.
Mike! Kate this
is Mike Bolinski,
he's mood's crisis PR man.
- Ah. Yes, hello.
Can I steal five minutes
of your time--
- Don't get threatened, Kate.
We value you for different
reasons.
Mike here, can get a boat
out of a bottle,
if you know what I mean.
But in times like these,
it's just good to have
a woman in your corner.
- About that--
- Don't you have a toast
to make?
- Indeed I do.
Mr. Peterson to the bar!
- Aha! I'll follow you.
Watch out. Whoa!
- It's just--
- So I read your article.
- Yeah, you and most
of the city.
- Mhm. Let me guess,
you wanna quit?
- Well...
- No. I get it.
It's your first bad press.
And you're spooked.
Here. Try that on for size.
That'll help.
- You don't find it hard
to work for people
whose views you find
reprehensible?
- I'm just a hired gun.
- Yeah. Well, I'm one mad panda.
- You're what?
- It's not just that...
working for these guys is
costing me other clients.
- Who did you lose?
- A cafe, Vegan and Sara.
- [Small chuckle]
- Come on.
- I'm sorry. Let me ask you
a question.
Who makes you more money:
the vegans
or Nick Peterson
and Steve Malk?
- Well, you know,
the mood dudes do.
- Yeah. Well, there you go.
- Yeah, but everyone thinks
I'm a monster.
- In 48 hours.
You take on a charity, right?
Baby duck company,
women's shelter, anything.
Then you go from Kate Foster,
the woman of mood.
To Kate Foster:
the woman's rights activist.
- Mike, is it?
- Mhmm.
- Yeah. I know how to do my job.
- So I've heard.
- All right, well, looks like
all I have to do
for the next two days is find
some pro-bono work then.
- Mhmm.
And you have that dinner.
- What dinner?
- The one with me.
[Steve] Anyway. Let's gather
everyone around.
[Nick] Simmer down, everybody!
Hey, everybody!
Steve wants to make a toast.
- I do indeed.
I wanna make a toast to mood
and the woman behind us...
Kate Foster.
The times they are finally
changing.
- Cheers everyone!
- [All] Cheers!
[Glasses clink]
[Steve] Enjoy yourselves,
everyone.