Two years in a row, well done.
Yes, thank you.
Alert the media.
Oh wait, that's us.
And now we've arrived at the gold keyboard.
For the story or series that constitutes outstanding enterprise or investigative
reporting, our first nominee from the New York Vanguard is Andy Sachs.
For Hearts of the City, stories like his own.
Our second nominee from the Gotham Sentinel is George Ali for The Subway
Case.
From the Borough Report, Yvonne Simpson for The Cost of Medical Care Is
Terminated.
From the New York Metro Constitution, Dale Goldbaum for Fighting Fire With Fire.
It's everybody.
And the winner is Andy Sachs.
Oh, thank you for this award.
Sorry, I know I look shocked sad instead of shocked happy.
And that's because I just...
I and that whole table full of talented, award-winning professionals from my paper,
The Vanguard, just got fired.
By text.
We understand journalism is changing, but it's still devastating when something
like this happens to you.
Turns out, our parent company is taking a $500 million write-down, so we're...
technical term, toast.
I can't believe they just fired everyone.
At least that's a good picture of you.
I just feel so terrible for everyone at the paper.
John's wife's about to have their second baby.
Allison just bought a house.
Also, it's so unfair.
The CEO of the company that owns the paper just took home $11 million last year.
Make that make sense.
I can't.
But you are going to be okay.
I don't know, Lo.
Everyone I know's gone through this.
Layoffs, downsizing, consolidation.
That's just brutal.
Anyway, I know that I'm lucky.
I know that a lot of people have it worse than me.
Most people have it worse than me.
I'll be fine.
It is so unfair.
You've worked your ass off for a whole two decades, all across the country and the
world, and you never took the easy paycheck.
You never slept with a colleague.
I mean, one.
Two.
Anyway, the point is, is that I never slept with anyone who could promote me.
Just the hot, powerless ones.
Are you sure you don't want to come and work for me at the gallery?
I need someone who can write decent copy.
And you need a job.
So sweet.
No thank you.
Not yet.
So what do I tell her?
Okay.
All right.
Hold on.
You're sure the story's not going to break tonight?
Pierre says we have a day or two.
Well, that's something.
Don't tell her until tomorrow, then.
No point in spoiling the evening.
Beautiful.
I just wanted to tell you that the story broke online.
And the business of fashion has already run it.
How bad is it?
A disaster.
It's gone completely viral.
You want to take a look?
Nigel, can I see that?
Do I have my glasses on?
Anyway, you're being blamed for absolutely everything.
Oh, God.
I'm just going to slip.
Yeah.
And the timing couldn't be worse.
I know.
Chin up.
Let's go take the music.
It's this appalling company called Speedfash.
They lied to us about their working conditions.
They tricked our reporter.
And so now we are accused of being complicit in promoting this perfectly
horrible company.
The lengths that some people go to to turn a profit.
So now we're the villains du jour.
Served up red by being hot.
Well, good for you, I say.
Villains are always the most interesting.
Oh, God, Irv.
Ah, that is my cue to take the dog out for a walk.
Let's get this done.
Hello, Irv.
What the hell, Miranda?
Dad, check this out.
We are getting killed online.
I am getting angry emails from ad buyers.
Tiffany, Fendi, Bouldering.
Well, I...
Who's going to pay for your price book?
I've already been on the phone to advertisers.
I'm meeting with them in the morning.
And I'm going to have a very direct conversation with Ash.
Don't.
I'll fix it.
This is abysmal timing.
I'm pondering this huge move for you, and this happens.
Dad, this is bad.
Even the journal is thrashing runway.
And all of Elias Clarke is getting blamed.
Our monkeys, our circus.
I know.
How are we going to claw back any shred of credibility?
Check this out.
Because some things don't matter more than money.
Journalism still matters.
Yo.
I thought she was smarter than this.
At this point, it's like you're not relevant.
She's a relic.
Is this the finale of Yellowstone?
No, Holly.
Hello?
Andy Sachs?
Yes.
Oh, rabbits.
Quite a speech you made today.
Oh, hi.
Looks like you need a job.
I can't even believe I'm thinking about going back to work at that magazine.
How's the salary?
Twice what I made at the Vanguard.
And Irv promised that I would have a real budget to tell stories and hire real
writers like you guys.
So, I don't know.
Hey, no one here is judging you.
I am currently editing a memoir by one of Paris Hilton's chihuahuas, a sassy
applehead named Chetan.
Just to back up, you can hire us.
Your complete abandonment of your principles means a lot.
Cheers to that.
You know what you could do?
If you took the job.
You could write a book.
The definitive Miranda Priestly expose.
No, I couldn't do that.
An insider's book about Miranda could be huge.
I'm going to text my boss.
No, no, no, no.
I'm just kidding.
Who do you dare?
50k for it.
No, no, really don't do that.
No, no, no, guys, I would never get hired again by anyone.
Yeah, she has a point.
Some whiny girl complaining about her boss?
Okay, he said a well-written proposal, and we all know you do write well,
could get you something like 100k.
No.
No, I'm sorry.
No, I'm just not that person.
I'm not.
Maybe I can make something of this job.
Runway does have a history of publishing great writing.
No, I'm going to walk in there tomorrow with a big smile on my face, and I'm going
to make something of this job.
Okay?
Don't worry, I fixed it.
Be ready at nine, Irv.
And you know who demanded we be crosstown at 9.15, so how do we do both?
We don't have time for this.
What does he mean, I fixed it?
I have no idea.
Your 9am is here.
Nigel?
What, TJ Maxx dragged her?
Hello, Sach.
Hello.
Thank you so much for this opportunity.
I've got to admit, I was really surprised when Irv called.
I mean, a lot of time has gone by, but I'm just...
I'm so happy for the chance to...
Sorry, who is this?
Do you know her?
Do I know her?
You might remember Andy.
She was one of the Emilys.
One of what?
The Emily from...
From Andy Sachs.
The smart fat girl?
I was one of your assistants eons ago.
Maybe Irv didn't fill you in.
And Irv sent you here to...
To... run the features department.
Be the features editor.
He hired me last night.
He didn't tell you?
Um...
So, he said that, um...
That we need to... I mean, Runway needs to take control of the narrative of the
Speedpatch story.
And restore credibility.
And he thought someone with my expertise would be a good idea.
But I thought that for sure you had approved.
And we're excited.
And that's why I came in here all like, oh...
Amari?
Yes?
Get Ashley on the phone, please.
Hi, good morning Miranda.
Yes, Ashley.
Flag on the play.
We don't need you this morning.
Or ever.
So, pack up your things.
And HR will be able to see you shortly.
Happy?
You just cost Cornell's summa cum laude her job.
First in her family to go to college, I believe.
Anyway, come along.
Come along.
You should get that looked at.
The injury or condition or whatever that causes you to trudge.
So, I was thinking that when we get back to the offices, we could sit down and go
through some of your priorities.
I could share some of my insights into the editorial direction of the magazine.
First, though, we need to appease an important advertiser.
Is that what we're going?
Yes.
They're furious about speed fashion.
God knows what they're going to extract from me.
Free ad space?
Targeted editorial?
Cornia.
Luckily, though, I'm not worried.
Because I have you flown in from on high to help redirect this century-old
institution with the benefit of your infinite wisdom and what?
Oh, expertise.
Dior constitutes 16% of our design spend.
And our leading sponsors of all our special events, which ain't cheap.
Okay, so fix this.
We've got this.
Who do we have to talk to?
Am I having a hallucination?
Emily, hi.
You also know her?
Well, we were at Runway at the same time, Miranda.
Really?
When was I?
Right.
Um, shall we?
Miss Charlton, you're glowing.
It seems retail still suits you.
Nigel, hanging in there by your fingernails?
Remember when magazines were a thing?
All right, come on in, everybody.
Take a seat.
Lots to discuss.
Um, where would you like to start?
Okay, so, um, I am the new Petrie's editor at Runway.
No, you're not.
Are you serious?
Wow.
Wonders never cease.
No, I'm actually a journalist now.
I've been published in... doesn't matter.
Anyway, we are all well aware that running that story was a mistake and are taking
immediate steps.
I cannot actually get over this.
It's really remarkable.
A senior editor at Runway.
You.
We're all so thrilled.
You know what's funny is you've changed.
You have.
You're much more confident.
Kept those eyebrows though, didn't you?
Um, right, Miranda, Orf, how are you?
I mean, what a shambles.
I've had to unruffle so many feathers.
Because as you know, our association with Runway and with you is predicated on your
sterling reputation.
Momentary lapse.
And we're doing everything we can to make it right with you.
Good, because I was quite shocked reading it.
Though I'm sure, as you can appreciate, it's also important that we have editorial
freedom.
We have to maintain our journalistic integrity.
Integrity, I see.
La-di-da, Andy.
Very high-minded of you.
Well, please help yourself to standards galore.
But if there are no advertisers, there's no Runway.
No us, no you.
And we understand that completely.
Oh, good.
I think as a consequence of your lapse in judgment, there's just a few things we'd
quite like just to smooth it all over.
We are thinking at least three pages of advertising credit and a feature on the
opening of our new flagship.
Six pages.
Three.
No, five.
I'm sorry, are we at a fish market, Nigel?
It's five, with brand mentions in all captions.
Miranda?
Absolutely.
We'll get right on that immediately.
Great.
I'm confused.
You just let them tell you what to do?
Because if I'm here to restore your credibility...
Did you not hear her?
No them, no us.
We need our advertisers, Andrea.
The September issue is already so thin, you can floss with it.
Advertisers are important.
I know that I'm not brand new, but...
Let's be clear.
You did not earn this job.
I did not hire you.
You are a CEO's latest whim.
And all I need to do is to bide my time until you fail.
And you will.
Fail.
Why don't you take the train, dear?
What?
They're just eyebrows.
Hi.
We weren't properly introduced yesterday.
I'm Andy Sachs.
Charlie.
I'm the second assistant.
Hi, Charlie.
Hey.
Everybody just calls me Charlie with a chair, if you want.
Because Amari won't let me leave my desk.
Oh, no, it's okay.
A million girls would kill for this job.
Heard that.
Is Miranda... There you are.
There you are.
I am on time.
So, you're the kind of person who thinks on time is on time.
Okay, got it.
All right, come on.
I'll show you to your office.
Amari, I need to pee.
Please, I had a venti.
Oh.
Was it worth it?
No.
Actually, I should probably talk to Miranda first.
Oh.
I'll take you to your office.
Good luck, Charlie.
Thanks.
So, I used to have your job.
I heard.
Such a remarkable fact.
Yeah, back in 2006.
Had to go to Paris Fashion Week.
Bought a bunch of pieces from the Chanel collection that year.
Oh, wait, the one with the pageboy hats?
And the thigh-high boots.
Oh, love.
Do you still have a little bit?
No, I gave it away.
What?
Would have been a bit much for a newsroom.
This is you.
Oh, okay.
And this was Ashley's office?
No, Miranda wanted you to have this one for some reason.
For some reason, right.
Okay.
Who gives away Chanel?
I stole these for you.
All from this season.
What?
Lie about where you got them.
There's more where that came from, but you can't be greedy.
Cafeteria?
Great.
All the time.
Come on.
I don't mind that place, huh?
Is it...
Margiela?
Directed in Provo.
Eleven bucks.
I'd like a thing or two last time I was here, babe.
Not bad.
Ah, fate.
A winding road that brings us back to me.
Watching you, little goo, into a bowl.
It's so good to see you, Nigel.
Martha is very lucky you're still at the magazine.
What magazine?
You must know that runway stopped being a magazine many years ago.
I mean, we still have a book, but practically nobody buys it.
No.
We are digital, we are downloadable, we are streamable, we're in the ether.
And the budgets?
I used to get four weeks in Africa with Avalon to do a glossy spread, and now I'm
lucky if I get two days at Milk Studios to shoot content that people scroll past
whilst they...
Okay.
So.
Yep.
Is it just me, or has Miranda been extra spicy?
You see her outside of Dior, I thought her head was going to spin completely around.
She's on edge because Irv is about to promote her to global head of content.
No, wait, that's a huge job.
But the problem is, a speed flash and debacle might derail the whole thing.
What you're saying is, she needs me.
Oh, you're serious.
Sorry.
Are you Andy?
Yes.
Hi, I'm Jin Chow, I hear you're a new assistant.
Oh, I was wondering about that.
Nice to meet you.
I was an intern this morning, but when a desk opens up, the interns get a chance to
interview.
And guess what?
Nobody wanted to work in your department because it's not actual fashion.
So I just, like, got it.
Isn't that cool?
Very.
You don't want me?
No, I didn't say that.
If you don't want me, you can interview someone else, that's totally fine.
I don't...
I did go to Yale, 3.86 GPA, lead soprano, with the whiffing poofs, and my ACT score
was 36 on the very first try, but...
No, you seem great, I'm happy to have you.
Great, okay, great, okay.
Um, so listen, I'm going to be working late tonight, so I'm just going to need a
couple things.
First...
Is Miranda hanging up her own coat?
Oh yeah, I heard there were some HR complaints.
Apparently she used it just to throw her coat at people.
Maybe some things have changed.
Anyway, yes, working late tonight.
You're not still waiting for the book, are you?
Oh yeah, she likes hard copies.
Still...
Um, can I give you something to bring over to her?
Of course, I'll have it over.
Thank you.
Yeah.
Oh, when you go to her house, no matter what anyone tells you, don't go up the
stairs.
Never.
Who'd be stupid enough to do that?
No one.
Vanessa Friedman in the Times says that Andy's story is a bracing mea culpa.
Yeah, but anyone besides culture writers actually click on the story.
Not really, but optics-wise, saved our bacon, right?
We'll see.
Jury's still out.
Nigel in?
No, just not in.
I read your piece.
I read your piece, it was really good.
Oh, thank you.
Oh, that was a cool profile.
Oh yeah, the Barnes piece.
Obviously it was from before their split.
Yeah.
I love Sasha Barnes.
I know.
I've tried to get an interview with her like a million times, but I've always
struck out.
Oh, you're not the only one.
Really?
Miranda would kill.
Now that their divorce has made Sasha one of the richest women in the world.
Interesting.
I feel like I could write a book about just his before and after.
You know what I mean?
Like the original Benji Barnes is like that slope-shouldered nerd who's like
never seen the inside of a weight room.
Lately, there was a picture of him the other day.
A few steroids, a smidge of Sculptra, some a Zembeg, and voila!
He's a modern miracle.
It's a modern miracle.
Kind of love a glow-up.
It's compelling.
Oh, hey.
Oh, hi.
We took some vintage nouglares in Westwoods and we shot them downtown in the
Washington Muse.
And you were there when these images were taken?
Yes, I was.
So the intention was dull and listless.
I wouldn't say that was the goal.
When the models were encouraged to mill around like starving goats in the parking
lot of a methadone clinic in New Jersey.
Well, what am I not allowed to say?
Methadone, New Jersey.
Anyway.
This was our first time using this photographer, so we can do a reshoot.
Just, you know, fix it.
So, who else?
Marta, what do you have cooking?
We're seeing a lot of gorecore for this year's resort.
So I was thinking of doing an interactive piece on the app.
Where you choose a national park and then you choose a hiking shoe.
And a bum bag.
A bum bag.
May my suicide be brief and painless.
No, no.
What?
What do you mean no, no?
I'm talking about killing other people.
Yet?
Okay, fine.
Uh, who else?
Lana, what do you have?
The re-report of the speedfast story went over well.
Media critics responded to our candor and to us taking responsibility.
Right.
But did anyone read the piece?
I don't know.
Nigel, how are the metrics on that one?
Mm-mm.
See, you are here to write and edit features that people read.
And when that happens, yes, you may interrupt the meeting.
But until then...
Mm-mm.
Let's talk about rodeo bow ties.
This one's cute.
That was kind of rough.
I mean, it just steered us through a crisis.
Is it so hard to acknowledge that?
Oh, yes.
The girl likes validation.
Did your parents hang all of your finger paintings up on the bridge?
No, it's not that.
I don't need a pat on the head.
I just know what she wants.
All right, I need constructive feedback.
Oh, feedback.
And a lollipop?
Or just feedback?
Did you need this job?
Did you take the job?
So figure out a way to do this job.
Bye-bye.
Bye.
What is this?
Oh, that's far too pink, Ken.
And we are subtle.
We're not Valentino, you know what I mean?
Is this the sample I sent you?
Tulip Whisper?
That's the one.
No, I don't know.
I don't know about that.
Wow.
Oh, there she is.
Is this all you?
It is.
It's impressive.
You are very busy.
Thank you for your time.
The thinking is that we will cover the new flagship and your role in putting it
together.
Is that Miranda's idea?
It was mine.
Fine.
If that's what you think is best, then that's fine.
Okay, great.
Why don't you give me a tour?
Okay, will do.
Ken, it is not a whisper.
It's a cry for help.
This, of course, is a tribute to the Grand Staircase at the original Dior Atelier on
Avenue Montaigne.
This is incredible.
I know.
And the cost?
I'm not at liberty to discuss that, Andy, but it is whopping.
What?
What is that sickening look?
It's just... it's nice to see you all grown up.
Oh, so gooey.
You've always been.
You used to make that face.
Because you were always so irritating.
Yeah, you were a barrel of fun.
Oh, hey, hey, hey.
Listen.
Wow, it's nice to see you again.
Catch me up.
Who are you now?
No.
Like, not for this.
Just... human to human.
Fine.
I am divorced from a pathological narcissist, thank God.
But I've got two beautiful children.
One of Rourke, one of Collegiate, one of Chapin.
Good for you.
They're gorgeous, right?
Yeah.
You?
I left New York for 15 years.
Just lived everywhere, chasing stories.
And I'm not married, never found the right person.
And my kids are at a doctor's office on 85th.
They're pros and ex's right now, but I like to think of them as my little
ones.
Chapin, Lannister.
Okay, why did you leave Runway?
I'm sorry, is this an expose?
No, it's just a question.
It's not really relevant.
Well, I mean, you worshipped that place.
And Miranda, so...
Why'd you leave?
Why are you even asking me why?
I mean, I have a perv around this place.
Luxury retail is the only sector of the fashion business that still makes money.
That's it.
Retail.
Everything else, forget it.
So yes, happy to be here, frankly.
Because do you know that 20 years ago, a hundred dollar handbag was considered a
smurge?
Brands like us, we changed all that.
Used logos and branding because everyone understands, everyone gets it,
that your bag, your scarf, your perfume, your umbrella...
Write this down.
It tells the world who you are, what you care about.
And now, there's housewives in Banff who wouldn't dream of going out without one of
our $3,000 totes.
And that's a good thing.
I don't know, is it a bad thing to bring beauty and design to everyone?
Everyone who has $3,000.
Have you heard of Christmas?
Anyway, don't you worry about me and my career, worry about yourself.
Haven't seen any of your stories get any traction.
Nothing moving the needle there.
What does Miranda say about it?
Is she being tough on you?
It's normal Miranda stuff.
Yes, sir.
Yes, I am looking at the numbers as you speak.
Take care of it.
Okay.
That sounded like a warm bath.
It's as if he forgets he hired her.
His hire, my problem.
Did she say anything at all about the global editorial journal?
No.
He's gone mum about all that.
I've spent my career trying to figure out what people need to know.
Now I need to figure out what people want to click on.
It's just, maybe you just have to figure out how to do those things at the same
time.
You know, like the smart stuff and the fun stuff.
Oh my...
Hi there.
Hi.
Would you like a...
No, not going to.
Sit.
Irv called, frustrated.
Your pieces are not breaking through.
No, but I do have to say that I think that some of these pieces are worth while.
Worth whose while?
I mean, that you want to turn new readers on to run with is great.
But maybe you don't want to turn off the ones we already have?
Yeah, I didn't want to.
But we do have some important work coming up.
Um, I...
I'm doing Sasha Barnes' profile.
You really have an interview set?
Uh, close.
I'm just locking in the details, but I have an in.
Sasha Barnes hasn't done press in three years.
Bit of a holy grail, interview-wise.
That's what makes it so exciting.
So what's your in?
Um, I don't have one.
Here we go.
No, it's... God, this house is just wow.
Even back then, they were just so insanely rich.
And just so I'm clear, you have no way to get to Sasha, but you told Miranda that
you do?
Correct.
That's just standing a little close to the fire, no?
I am the fire.
Don't say that to people.
Oh, yeah, yeah, I know this piece.
This is a Cecily Brown.
It sold for over 600k back in 2009.
Okay, uh, do you know who sold it to them?
Yeah, probably my friend Paula.
She's Cecily's biggest dealer.
Can she get me Sasha's number?
Maybe.
Let me call Paula.
Can you go faster?
You gotta chill.
I know, I'm okay.
Paula said you might be able to get me a number for Sasha Barnes.
Uh-huh.
You can't?
Dog trainer?
I'll take it.
I just want to ask her some questions.
Yes, no, I promise I won't get back to you.
Thank you.
Sasha, hi, Eddie Sachs from Runway again.
Would love to talk when you have a Sach, so call me anytime.
Anytime.
I'm always clutching my phone.
Thank you.
Sorry, I am so focused on getting this story.
No worries.
I've left Sasha 18 messages and I've reached out to everyone she knows.
Eddie's ever met.
Love letter for you.
All right, where is this lunch place?
Right here.
Really?
What?
Star on Zillow.
Isn't she gorge?
Anyway, even if I loved it, I can't afford that.
Sure you can.
You're making double your own salary.
For how long?
Come on, let's just go take a sneak peek at a model unit, okay?
I just want you to have the apartment you deserve.
I mean, you gotta admit.
Yeah, it's not bad.
I bet you wouldn't have to bang on the faucet to get running water.
The bar is so low.
I'm gonna go check out the bedroom.
Hi.
Hey.
This apartment.
It's pretty nice, huh?
I think you'll like this kind of thing.
Renovated properties.
Everything that's wrong with our society.
Right, right, totally, yeah.
No, no, no, don't get me wrong.
I mean, I don't... I do love new places.
It just kind of breaks my heart when you find a historic building and then they do,
you know...
Well, it's heartbreaking.
And the other thing is, you know, I did this.
This is me.
This is my building.
It's fine, it's fine.
No, okay.
Hi.
Hello.
I'm a jerk.
I'm Peter.
Andy.
Nice to meet you.
I don't want you to think that I'm like a greedy developer, because I'm not.
I'm a contractor.
So, I just found the building and I cobbled together a bunch of rich old
people who are, you know, awful, disgusting, heartbreaking people.
And they bought it.
And I got to work on it.
And, you know, they gave me a little slice of that.
Also, the city was going to knock it down.
It was in bad shape.
No.
No, it was.
It was in bad shape.
Oh, no, you saved the building.
They have rats here.
Well, hero's your word.
I don't want to play into that narrative.
But there were rats here that were basically men.
Excuse me.
Yeah.
Um...
Here you go.
Yeah, I'm fine.
Okay.
Sorry.
Oh, hi.
Hi.
Lily, this is...
Peter Wolbertson.
Peter.
Yeah.
Peter.
And I gotta...
Yeah.
I gotta go.
Mm-hmm.
I'm so sorry I insulted your building.
Good luck.
Bye.
Huh.
You two were having a moment.
Exactly.
What's your story?
My story?
Single?
Yeah.
Why?
Uh, well...
Divorced?
Yes.
Kids?
No.
Do you have a card?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Day guy?
I'll be checking your socials.
Okay.
Uh...
Where is she?
Why?
Charlene's here.
Where is she?
Okay, I'll look.
Um...
We're thinking about Victorian and Edwardian dress.
And the incredible undergarments and how they exaggerate and enhance a woman's
figure.
You hate the bow.
I don't like the bow.
Michael, I told you she'd hate the bow.
I got the holy grail.
Didn't intend to live a public life.
I got my PhD, taught anthropology while Benji was tinkering with code.
I had no idea that would, you know, put me on a rocket ship into this hall
with mirrors.
To mix a couple of metaphors.
But here I am, this estate, this art collection, and my goal is, well...
Actually, my obligation is to eventually give everything I have away.
Well, we're very grateful you chose to sit down with us.
Lately, I've noticed what you've been doing with your articles is more gravitas
and an actual point of view.
You know, you haven't asked me a single thing about Benji.
Either the original or the 2.0 version.
Why should you be defined by that marriage?
He isn't.
You're right.
I'm not.
Nor will I be defined by my second.
I'm engaged.
I met someone who has his own life and doesn't give a shit about all this fanfare
around me.
Engagement?
I did not have any idea.
Well, no one does.
You're the first.
I mean, I'm not sure why people care, but they seem to.
Yeah.
You know, go ahead and break the story.
It's my little gift to you.
This is huge.
A fabulous bit of gossip that we are breaking about an iconic but elusive
woman.
Photos are gorgeous.
Your article is great.
My styling is genius.
This is what runway does best.
What if Miranda doesn't like it?
Don't be negative.
Yeah, why would I be negative?
Stop it.
That.
Brilliant.
Right?
Yep.
So, let's just run it as our main piece, push it out to the subscribers and pin it
on top of the socials as well.
That's great.
You came back.
I came back.
Good.
Any apartments still available?
I think there's like 15 or 20.
How many do you want?
Let's start with one.
I think it's good.
But I also have the 11 other stories that I had to post today about coconut water
and private jokes between you and your lover and enzyme peels.
Enzyme peels.
What is that?
What is an enzyme peel?
It peels the skin off your face.
Wow.
Maybe I should.
I've said that all my old skin.
No, that's completely out.
I'm done.
You're over.
But you still get to do real jokes.
And please, tell me that you do.
You know what was amazing?
The series you did on the Federal Reserve when you were the Vanguard.
You read a four-piece series about the inner workings of the Federal Reserve
without knowing if you were ever going to see me again?
I did.
And that's weird that I did that.
Now, hearing you say it, that is weird.
I shouldn't have told you that.
It's nice.
It's really nice.
I've been in long-term relationships with guys who've never read anything of mine,
so it's very nice.
That's appalling.
I know it's crazy, but... that's... I can't help it.
Part of me does hope that this is a stint at Runway and that it's a stepping stone
that I get to go back and do real journalism and, you know, work for a paper
or a serious-minded magazine or write a book.
A book?
Think you've got a book in you?
I actually have an offer for a book.
That's awesome.
My friend wants me to write a book about someone famous.
Oh.
Okay?
But she wants the trashy tabloid version.
But I would want to make it good.
I guess I could make it good.
You made the Federal Reserve sexy.
I'm sure you'd be fine with a celebrity person.
And then you'd be on a date with an author.
Because that's what this is.
This is... I mean, this is a day.
Does talking about it make it less of a date?
Talking about it makes it more of a date.
More of a date than we previously were.
I like being on more of a date.
Tully, I'm not interested in doing the tabloid version.
It would have to be elevated and rigorous.
Would that be something your editor would be interested in?
Wait, are you kidding me?
No, he docked.
Okay.
All right.
Um...
Okay, I'm going to send over a few pages and a proposal and...
Andy, are you for real on this?
Because, like, this would really help me at the company.
You better not be messing with me on this, all right?
Because... Oh, my God!
I'm so excited!
What are we going to wear to the book party?
Okay, okay.
Just, you know, please keep this between us, okay?
Thank you.
Bye.
Hi.
So, I got a text that Marminda wants to see me this Saturday.
Mm-hmm.
At her house in the Hamptons?
Yes.
She's having people there for the weekend.
Wait, I'm people?
What?
Perhaps I never requested you.
Hello?
Are herbs going to be there?
Charlie, what did we say about laughing?
Stella!
Hi.
How many looks are there?
Just three.
Good Lord, what?
I don't own anything for the Hamptons.
If I don't Hampton, I've never Hamptoned.
Calm down.
I once put together a whole suite of summer looks for RBG, and she slayed.
Okay, so, a weekend in the Hamptons.
I mean, does this mean I'm in?
No.
When can I relax?
Um, I'd say often.
I am not equipped for this.
Here's what you need.
Fendi, we need that.
The Brunella Cuccinelli pants, love those.
And, oh, yes.
Gabriella Hearst, gorgeous, gorgeous, gorgeous.
And custom Kelly.
What about this?
No.
This is quiet luxury.
Luxury that is so quiet you need an ear trumpet.
Okay, you definitely need an embroidered two-piece totem set, but not the
terracotta because you're so pale.
Let's go with the ivory.
Now, remember, all this, just alone.
Got it?
I need every single bit back by Monday.
Got it.
No, that is not quiet.
That is like a screaming guitar solo.
Sorry.
That is so pretty.
Yes, it is, but it's inappropriate for this occasion.
Sorry.
Not a stain.
Not even a hint of a stain.
Nothing.
I mean nothing.
Please, I'm not a kid anymore.
Oh, God, I can't.
She was the best for you.
Map text as soon as we get them, okay, Jen?
Hi.
Andy Sachs?
Good.
Thank you.
Thank you very much.
Hello, you must be Andy.
Hi, you're Stuart Simmons.
I am, let me take that.
Very nice to meet you.
And you.
I'm a big fan of your quartet.
Really?
Since yesterday when I found out I'd be meeting you and I listened to you on
Spotify.
Oh, I'm so sorry.
I'm not, it was wonderful.
You are very kind, and that is a terrific dress.
Oh, thank you.
I want you to meet two of my favorite people.
Celica and John.
I saw your symphony.
Yes.
At Carnegie Hall.
It was extraordinary.
Travis Wisher.
Oh, hi.
She's lovely.
I know, I saw the pieces.
Thank you very much.
Hi, I'm Carl.
Andy Towns.
Yes, yes.
Hello.
How are you doing?
It was a great series.
Oh, appreciate it.
It was a thrill to be a New Yorker.
Jenna Bush Hager.
Hi, how are you?
Nice to meet you.
Very nice to meet you.
It was quite an interview.
Highest engagement of any runway story in eight years.
Tomi Adeyemi and Ronny Chieng.
You should know Tina Brown.
Tina, this is Andy's son.
Your piece.
Incredible.
Viral.
I'm getting alerts every ten seconds.
We have enough roses.
Thank you.
Excuse me for one second.
Oh, hello.
Hello.
Thank you so much for inviting me.
It's such a wonderful crowd.
I just talked to Irv.
You know that big party Elias Clark's throwing for his 75th?
That's where he's going to make the announcement about my new role.
I'm going to be global head of content across all Elias Clark publications.
Wow, that is... wow.
You know, he's been holding it over my head for so long.
I don't know why I'm telling you this.
But I thought it would never happen.
Congratulations.
You deserve it.
And he's talking about giving the futures department a bigger budget.
No.
Yes.
Really?
Which means, maybe, we'll have to look for a more respectable office for you.
Well, that would be great.
Mm-hmm.
I always knew that you would end up doing something great.
I forgot I existed.
Right, well, before that, I knew.
You know, so you know, Nigel picked us out, so it's a lot.
I like a lot.
You do?
Yeah.
Okay, I'm just gonna come out.
Yeah, just come out.
It's a lot.
Well, I mean, if this is what you call a lot, I like it a lot.
Mm-hmm.
Like, a lot.
Thank you.
Like, I don't think we should go to this thing at all.
She's got so much on her mind.
She tried to eat a hot dog, projectile vomit.
Chupa Chups.
Chupa Chups, Dave.
Chupa Chups.
I don't think we need to know why.
Okay.
Okay, this is a pretty cool work party.
I like this sort of thing.
Everything that's wrong with society.
Okay, stop.
Now, is that Hugh Jackman?
That is Hugh Jackman.
I should also say hi, shouldn't I?
I mean, I shouldn't.
Do you know him?
Well, no, but if Australians say hi to each other overseas, you know,
it becomes a whole thing.
So I'll just say, how's my g'day?
G'day.
Okay.
All right.
It's basically simple science, you know.
At a certain point, we're just not going to need our necks.
Oh, stop.
That is so crazy.
It's true.
It's a new tracheotechnology.
It's trachea elimination.
I like my neck.
It's useful.
You can throw out your tie collection.
That's for sure.
Can you believe it?
Elliot's dating?
Mm-hmm.
Yep.
Benji Barnes, no less.
Look at him.
Utterly smitten.
Just torso, no neck.
That's going to be us in space.
She is every girl who never talked to him in high school.
No, just really stick them out.
Let's do a nice beard.
You know, all the girls.
Let's go say happy birthday to her.
What fun.
Hello.
Sorry, sorry.
God, these parties were so much better when I was drinking.
Not for me.
Here's a birthday boy.
Thank you so much.
One more.
Thank you, darling.
You're a happy man.
Totally.
Happy birthday.
Thank you so very much.
So, Herb is about to announce Miranda's new position.
Right now?
Mm-hmm.
At the end of the speech.
Here you are.
Thank you very much.
Cheers.
You know what I gotta say?
I'm impressed the way you got past what happened between you and her.
What do you mean?
In Paris.
When she did the job, you wanted to jerk leave.
Oh, 20 years ago.
She's done versions of that to me a million times since then.
But here I am, by her side.
Or to the side.
You know, a few steps behind.
And you'd rather be out front?
Maybe you should tell her what you want.
Like you do.
Like everyone else does.
Benji, I want you to meet some of the people I worked with at Runway a gazillion
years ago.
This is Nigel Kipping.
Nigel.
Pleasure.
And that's Andy's... something or other.
Oh, Andy.
Sach.
Andy.
Hi.
That dress.
Oh, wow.
No, I really hate wow.
No, no, no.
I'm sorry.
Very nice.
Not couture.
Not custom.
But it is nice.
Say, are you the gal who wrote that piece at Runway about my gal, Emily?
Yes, I am.
Oh, my God.
I gotta thank you.
Really?
That was so intriguing to me.
The writing?
Photos.
The photos were so good.
Right?
Yes.
A day like today really puts things in perspective.
How fast time moves.
How we gotta focus on what's important.
And priorities.
My father loved Runway, you know.
Yes, he did.
So did your grandfather.
Yeah.
He hired me, you know.
And when he passed everything over to Irv.
Yeah.
We were the same age.
We worked so closely.
Yeah, right.
Now it's me and you.
And I look forward to carrying that football into the end zone together.
The end zone.
So beautifully put.
Isn't this awful?
I can't believe this is happening.
It's terribly sad.
Yes, it is very sad.
Somehow Dolce addressed everyone here.
This entire funeral is their full 26.
I mean, they must have driven to everyone's houses, flinging out freebies
no doubt.
Bloody Domenico.
So sly.
He'll do anything to get back at me since I put Kendall in the finale of 24.
Isn't she the greatest?
She's been chomping at the bit for vengeance.
Yeah.
Over Kendall.
Can't believe there's someone named Kendall.
What's Jake gonna do?
Do you know?
Do we have any idea what he's gonna do with Runway?
No, no, I've no idea.
But I mean, you see the man.
He's not exactly a fashion icon.
He's dressed head to toe in performance synthetics.
They're all matching him in a book like A Christmas Tree in March.
We're gonna be okay, right?
Runway's still valuable, right?
I mean, even without her, they know that, right?
Sorry.
So aggressively rhetorical.
You know, I have no idea.
We're just going to have to soldier on.
Runway Italy helped establish Milan as one of fashion's most important bases of
operation.
Which is why we can own this.
The Brera Academy.
We're going to have a custom runway that will be for fashion as well as musical
acts.
The whole evening is going to kick off with one of Miranda's trademark speeches.
This one will be about the intermingling of runway and Italian couture.
I'm almost finished with the speech, by the way.
It will be in your inbox by the end of the week.
Yes, Marta?
Yeah, this thing with Irv dying and all that.
When do we find out if things are changing around here?
Yeah, what's Jay's plan for the magazine?
Is he taking over?
I mean, does he even like fashion?
I mean, he wears Drakkar and noir.
I'd like to talk about the looks that we're going to feature in the Brera
Academy show.
Some of the bodies are very interesting.
Very... body... negative?
No, don't tell me.
I know this.
Body... positive.
But why, really, when you think of it?
Oh my God, he's here.
That's my guy.
Always loved your office.
Can't get views like this anymore.
And the size, I mean.
Wow.
I remember you coming to the offices as a kid with your father.
And your little lacrosse stick, tossing that ball up all around.
I broke a vase.
Did you?
I don't remember.
Anyway, sorry it took me a while to stop by or call you back.
We barely noticed.
But now I'm ready to get ducks in rows, kick some concepts around with you,
check boxes.
Lunch?
Now?
Bad time?
You slammed?
No, not at all.
I'll just get someone to make a reservation.
Oh, cafeteria's fine.
I have a couple calls that I should return anyway.
Um, I will see you there in ten.
Amare?
Yes.
We have a cafeteria?
Oh yes.
Really?
She's never even been to that floor.
It's frozen again.
Be back in twenty minutes.
Hey, what's good here?
Um, well, the...
Things.
You know what?
Before we eat, why don't I introduce you to some of the guys?
People.
Some of the people.
Didn't mean to, uh, spring all these folks on you at once.
And yet.
These are just some consultants that I brought in for the restructure.
The best guys.
People.
The best people.
They'll be weighing in on our organizational alignment.
Operational strategy.
Financial architecture.
Digital transformation.
User experience.
Everything.
Sandeep, you wanna fill Miss Priestley in on our concept?
Absolutely.
Sandeep Kapoor.
Harvard MBA.
Not important.
You know, at our offices, we call you Miranda Beastly.
Because you're a beast in the game.
And unfortunately, right now what's happening is that beast is leashed.
And we need to let that beast free.
Let it roam.
Ugh.
Undertakers.
No, what?
Management consultants.
Like I said.
McKenzie, to my eyes.
Cute.
Wish I could hear what they were saying.
I don't.
Anyone want for you?
What?
Best thing here.
I worry about this generation of kids.
It's a national emergency.
Miranda in the middle of that circle of suits?
I had no idea what was agreed to.
They're gonna cut features first.
They always cut the writing first.
Look, look.
Miranda is resourceful.
Alright?
Whatever this new situation is, she'll find a way.
Trust me.
She's always had steps ahead.
Well, it's just, you know, this whole thing of having an actual job,
it's been, like, great, you know?
Yeah, I know.
Hi, hi.
I need to talk to you right now.
Okay.
You know, you said that you wanted to know about what Miranda and Jay were talking
about in the cafeteria.
Yeah.
So?
What is that?
When I was getting froyo, I dropped my spoon on the floor and I put my phone
under her chair and it was recording the whole time.
Gin?
Yeah.
What?!
Yup, yup, yup.
You're such a badass!
Yeah, I know.
We took a look at your budgets and have some immediate ideas for scale-downs.
Show the markets that we are ready to crank that EBITDA.
You don't wanna know.
Then don't tell me.
Oh.
I was kidding.
What is it?
Spell it.
Nigel.
They're cutting everything.
Features reduced to nothing.
Fashion and beauty decimated.
Cuts across all departments.
And anyone who's been here for longer than five years is too expensive and has to go.
I'm sorry.
That makes sense.
You know what she said?
No.
Not a single thing.
Nigel.
You know what I think?
I think...
I like the bag...
crossbody.
That's what I think.
Eh.
I'll leave you to it.
I just can't believe this is happening again.
Another publication deleted.
I'm sorry, Andy.
It sucks.
This is where it's all going, you know.
It's happening all over.
It's pharmacies, it's bookstores, it's you name it.
It's all being downsized.
It's all consolidating.
No, I just can't accept that.
We can't just keep sucking the soul out of everything and gutting it and then
repackaging it.
To what end?
But it's... it's...
We're replacing it, you know.
I mean, you've basically just described what I've done with this building.
Peter, we're not talking about you right now.
And also, like, journalism matters more than luxury apartments.
That's true.
I'm sorry, I'm just...
This is such a spectacularly helpful conversation.
Thank you.
Is it not?
No.
I might give you a minute.
Thanks.
Hey, I know you've got to go to Italy, but if you want to...
If you want to catch up when you're back, I'd like it.
It's up to you.
Oh, hi, Stuart.
Annie.
Yes.
Are you alright?
Can I come in?
Sure, absolutely.
I wasn't expecting you, I suppose.
I'm sorry to bother you, I just, um...
Catch your breath.
Okay, yeah.
Is she here?
Yeah, she's...
Brave.
I don't mean to bother you, I just need to talk.
Talk?
So, I just need to... you have a plan, right?
A secret plan, like you did...
I can't hear you.
Don't you have people you can call?
I just don't want everyone to lose their jobs.
Please, Miranda, we've been doing such great work lately.
We're attracting great writers and people care.
About the magazine, again.
This job has let me hope, again, for the future.
For our future, my future.
I might be able to increase the pay.
Go home.
But I...
It's late.
Please, do not concern yourself with this.
It does not concern you.
Allora, Milano.
Now, are you saying that some new directives have come in from on high?
Budget cuts?
Yes.
So, regarding Milan, we're cutting John Legend.
Because he wants us to ship his piano there, and that's too pricey.
So, no music.
Unless we call in a favor.
No.
She's impossible.
That cover almost...
killed me.
Fine.
No music.
Not at all.
No music.
Okay, fine, I'll call her.
Thank you.
Now, there are a few new policies across the board.
The first one is no more private cars.
Uber only.
And...
as for the flights...
Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen, and welcome aboard United Airlines Flight
19 with service to Moana, Georgia.
We'll be coming by with champagne for our guests, and we're glad to have you with
us.
If you're seated in the economy, we do have a full flight today.
Here you go.
I need something.
Get me something to drink.
Why is she putting up with this?
Excuse me.
Excuse me?
Uh, Miss Preecey would like a glass of her finest champagne.
I'm sorry, that's not served in this cabin.
They have snack boxes.
A snack box, perhaps?
Straight to the post.
What are you doing?
Uh, got amortized.
Benji's buying Emily a very nice necklace.
Yes?
I'm not surprised.
Last week he bought her a Monet.
And a Klimt.
Really?
Oh, yes.
Come on.
Numero di camera.
Yes, I need a room number.
Mommy, Mark said he wants the eggplant from his melon, but it was my idea to go
there.
Oh, Bunny, what do we do when we get a bit wobbly?
We... that's right, breathe in.
Breathe in.
Hold.
And breathe out.
And don't forget to tap, tap, tap, tap, tap.
It's all the way.
There we are.
Is that better?
Uh-huh.
Okay, my love.
Now listen, can you go get Daddy?
All right, love ya.
What's up?
Frank, I'm in Milan, and as you can see, I'm stretched thinner than a pair of
Spanx, so can you just try parenting?
Go to Miss Madeline and get them the bloody eclair.
I can't do anything.
You went to Italy?
I'm here, so...
May the bridges I burn light my way.
Hi, Andy.
Do you have a sec?
Yes.
Okay.
Dawn, I just went for a stroll.
What are you doing?
Me?
Yeah, where are you going?
Como.
Yeah, I'm doing that story on the winery.
Oh, right, right.
That's cute.
Dinner tonight?
I always eat with Tom Ford at the Giacomo.
A little gossip set?
Uh-huh.
Okay, great.
I'll text you.
Okay.
Come on.
Window up, window up.
I just want you.
I don't.
No!
I'm sorry, I'm just saying hello.
So, how long have you had a place here?
Me?
Oh, God.
Grazie.
I don't know.
He doesn't remember anything.
Nothing.
No, no, no.
No parmiglio.
No, thanks.
Ciao.
Not having anything?
No, I'm not doing water these days.
I'm trying to operate at an aqua deficit.
It's poison.
It's not poison.
It is poison.
So, do you think we can pull this off?
Depends on what he's asking.
Oh, come on, BB.
You can persuade anyone of anything.
You know that.
That's true.
I did persuade this one to go on a date with me.
Go on a date with you?
We're all about ear hair.
Oh, my God.
Please.
And if you had seen me before I met this one, I had ear hair.
So much hair growing out of it.
I had to get one of those little fuzzy things.
The buzzer.
Yeah.
And then a lawnmower.
And the rest.
Can you imagine?
Lawnmower in my chest.
I just like him like a bar of soap.
That's right.
Just hairless.
Oh, there he is.
Jay?
Real quick, now.
You want to tell me quick, you can tell me quick.
No, Jay.
You want to tell me slow, you can tell me slow.
Does he not see us?
Not at all.
Hey.
Hey, how was your dinner?
Lovely.
How was yours?
Oh, you know, I just heard of room service.
Oh, yeah?
Yeah?
I love my bacalao montecato here.
Yum.
Yeah.
It's so good.
Yeah, they don't have that here.
That's a Venetian dish, not Milanese.
Tell me the truth.
What's going on?
What?
You're skulking.
I never skulk when I see a skulk.
Tell me.
Oh, man, she's here.
Morning.
I can't do this.
Clasp.
Ready?
Obviously, security is going to be very intense.
And we have hired extensive rotizione for the art.
Grazie.
Okay, everybody.
I'd like to run through the dinner for the clients.
The seating.
So, we have a U-shaped table.
That's the head up there.
It's going to end around here someplace.
About 40 people.
Hold on.
Do you know much about the Last Supper?
Not as much as I should.
Painting this particular scene is nothing new.
You can find frescoes of the same subject matter all over Europe.
In the other versions, the man in charge is usually depicted with a halo.
People think that it was da Vinci's way of saying, we are human.
No one is perfect.
Humans are once glorious and fallible.
And inevitably, we deceive and betray one another, let each other down.
It's what we're built to do.
Would you agree?
What's Auntie doing beating around here?
Sponsor.
Can I help you?
Miranda knows.
What?
What do you mean, she knows?
How?
Did you black?
No.
But I don't think she's made it terrifyingly clear to me she is aware
something is up.
I know what I'm saying.
We're just doing this to help her, but I just honestly can't with the secrets
anymore.
So, I think we should just tell her.
No, we will wait until it is done.
Please.
Amy, come on.
Give me a moment.
Why are you always so impatient?
Excuse me, please.
Focus.
We need to tell Miranda.
We need to tell her now.
I feel a little bit sick.
I'm so nervous, I can't breathe.
My neck is hurting.
Oh my God, just find a feeling for once, please.
Oh, the Emilys.
I thought you were Amari.
Waiting for my Armani.
She's been human trafficked.
Oh, uh, James brought her to the big suite.
Yeah, well, it's a little snug, but, you know, I'll manage.
How can I help you two?
Um, okay.
Miranda, what Jay wants to do with Runway, scaling it so far back that it doesn't
even resemble what it used to be, cutting my department, Nigel, and most of
his department.
How do you know about that?
Look, we all know how important Runway is and has been.
Yeah, I mean, Runway is practically a religion and it needs to be protected.
So I think, you know, the question is who has the means to acquire it?
Will you two please spit it out already?
Um, Benji's buying Runway.
Benji?
Benji Barnes?
My Benji.
Made Jay Ravitz an offer and Jay readily accepted.
And you had a part in this?
Yes, we're doing it to protect Runway and you.
You'll be editor-in-chief for as long as you want me.
Well, I'm sorry.
I know we've had our differences, but I just, I never realized that you were
capable of this level of betrayal.
Betrayal?
No, Miranda, we're preserving Runway for you.
Oh, no, no, no.
Miss Emily is not preserving anything for anybody.
Yes, she is.
Yes, of course she is.
Emily.
Emily, tell her.
Yeah, Emily.
Tell her.
Well, she's right.
Benji's buying Runway for me.
So that I can run it.
What are you talking about?
Look, she's had a long run.
A historic run.
But she's exhausted.
And I'm fresher and younger.
I want to set tastes, not just cater to them.
Why would you do this?
She knows why.
I have no idea.
You pushed me out, didn't you?
I did nothing of the kind.
You made Dio hire me.
To get rid of me.
Why?
Why did you do that?
For the same reason that you should never be in charge of Runway, Emily.
Because you're beautiful and you're intelligent, but no.
You don't have what it takes.
I'm sorry, but you're not a visionary.
You're a bender.
You don't know that.
You don't know the first thing about me.
You never cared to...
Oh, I think I do.
And I also think deep down.
You know I'm right.
That's all.
Well, Benji's lawyers, they will be in touch with all the details.
I had no idea.
I'm so sorry.
I just felt I had to do something.
I hope that's not what you're wearing to the dinner.
Hey, what's up?
How are you?
Oh my God, Andy.
These pages you sent?
My boss is freaking out.
These are perfect.
Oh.
So about that, I don't...
There's so much promise here.
I'm sending you an offer and a contract.
And Andy, it's not 50.
It's not 100.
It's 350.
It's three freaking 50.
No.
No?
What do you mean no?
Don't you mean like, hooray?
This book, it could harm Miranda.
I don't...
Which is fine, because she's atrocious.
It's more complicated than that.
Okay, Stockholm call.
They want their syndrome back.
I... Can I call you back later?
Okay, thanks for letting me know.
The moon!
We've already been to
Mars.
Let's go to that big orange star that we call the sun.
Totally unexplored.
We've been looking at it for centuries.
I'm going to build a little rocket.
I'm going to call it the Icarus.
Icarus did fly too close to the sun.
He did fly too close to the sun.
And he fried.
You're missing the point.
It's like an irony.
What's going on?
You look like a nervous cat.
Compliment?
No.
Hang on one second.
Is it the... I don't know.
I'm so sorry.
I'm ready to make an announcement whenever you're ready.
Oh, we're not closed yet.
Still ironing out some of the details.
Oh, I see.
So generous what you're doing for Emily.
I know she has many plans.
But I do hope that some runway traditions are allowed to remain.
Who knows?
The world is changing so fast sometimes that even I can't comprehend it.
It's all tradition.
I think a day is coming, perhaps very soon, where, you know, runway won't need
models or locations or even designers.
It'll all just, you know, be AI.
Surely some things will stay the same.
A commitment to beauty.
Artistry.
The best in human achievement.
Maybe.
Look around you.
We're in an ancient city that was once part of one of the greatest empires that
the world has ever known.
Now there's just little traces of it left.
The world is about change.
That's what human beings don't understand.
The future just comes rushing at us like the lava of Pompeii.
Our job is to just let it take what it wants to take.
One day it's gonna come and it's gonna smother us all.
And maybe that's the way it has to be.
Hmm?
Maybe.
Excuse me.
You made it.
Yeah, sorry.
I should know those flights from Copenhagen are always delayed.
Hey, hey, hey, what's wrong?
Well,
it's time.
You'll know.
And if I leave?
What happens?
What will I have?
What do you have?
Well, you have the twins.
You've got one very badly behaved dog, I've got to talk to you about him.
And, um...
You have me.
Yes.
Yeah.
You bet.
What I have...
Don't decide anything based on what you feel now.
You just imagine tomorrow.
You wake up, you have an espresso, you look out the window at all the layers
of Milan.
Then you think, what's the next thing you want to do?
No, grazie.
Grazie.
Come on, pull yourself together, we have work to do.
And by we, I mean you.
I have shows to attend, you have phone calls to make.
I have a long list of people for you to write.
I don't want to tell you what to do, but I'm going to tell you what to do.
Please wake her up.
Wake him up.
You can wake her up.
This is just worth it.
Well, thank you.
I'm going to have to call you back.
Wake him up.
It's a good thing the clock is ticking.
You give me the number if I stop talking?
Yes, you do have the information.
My boss is badder than your boss.
I need to talk to them as soon as possible.
I've just been trying all day.
Can you please wake them up?
I have had a lot of caffeine.
Yes.
Is Andre back here yet?
Can you please try again?
No, not like a hypothetical now.
Like now, now.
Don't you want to win?
Hello?
Hello.
Sorry.
It's, uh, time.
Have you heard from Andre yet?
No, not yet.
So which way do I go?
This way.
Gaga.
I was surprised to hear from you.
Really?
Why is that?
Because you don't like me.
Oh, what an absurd notion.
You are such a favorite.
And we are so grateful that you're doing this for us.
Well, of course I'm doing it.
Nigel said that I'd never get another cover if I didn't do it.
Hmm, if he said that, it doesn't sound like it.
No, you're right.
It sounds like someone else I know.
You can get dressed now.
I better go.
Break a leg.
Bye-bye.
Who let her in here?
I understand, I get it.
But if you could just...
It is?
That's great.
Thank you.
Thank you, thank you.
I'm going here right now.
Thank you so much.
Okay, so it took all day, and my cell phone bill is gonna be a nightmare,
but...
I did it.
Your plan worked.
Are you sure?
Yes, but we have to go now.
If we're going now...
So are we?
Are we doing this?
There's a slight problem I have to host this evening, you know.
I have to give the keynote speech.
No, there's someone else who can do it.
There's someone else who can speak on behalf of Runway and represent it just as
well as you if you let him.
Who?
Oh, he doesn't want to.
He wouldn't ever.
I would know if he wanted to
do things like that.
Have
I taken you for granted?
What?
In a world where everyone shouts and complains and whines.
Screws up and tries to cover up.
There's you.
There's always been you.
Yeah, well...
And I need you.
I need you to help me.
Okay.
Because I'm leaving right now, and I need you to speak for us instead of
me.
No, I can't do that.
Of course you can.
You are brilliant.
I'm not.
Of course you are.
Also, you wrote the damn speech, so...
I know you know it.
Please, Nigel.
Okay, okay.
Okay.
Like an old desire, thought you knew too well.
About to eat your life.
Feeding on the torch, you're all a ghost of hell.
Vision's fogging up.
Melting in the heat of another lullaby.
Spun out, you're out of time.
Spinning round in circles, cushioning your bell, your bell, your bell.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
Remember when you fell in love.
Without anyone.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
Grazie, grazie.
Buona sera a tutti.
Tonight, I'm here to talk about the love affair between Runway and Italy.
And about Runway's continued pursuit of the excellent, of the unparalleled.
In the world that we love so much.
The world of...
I'm getting a magazine, but I'm also getting a creative mind that does
something that I can't do.
And tell me if this is a bit too much, but I was thinking of the first issue that
the cover girl could be...
A lion tamer?
A magician's assistant?
Oh, trapeze artist?
My god, do you work in a circus, Benji?
No, me.
Me.
This means me.
Oh, great!
Oh, that's brilliant.
Yes!
I know!
Because I'm a role model.
And most role models are not a circus actor.
That's true.
Oh.
I'm going to call my PR girl.
I'm going to have them issue a statement.
A tooth switch.
That is part of the cover girl.
What is it, Brad?
Can we swing those points?
How much cash?
Equity?
Is it syndicated?
Okay.
I'm a lion tamer.
We just do the simple black and white.
I don't want to do black and white.
Why?
I think it would be elegant.
So, here's the thing.
I've been trying to unload Elias Clark for years.
Dad wouldn't let me.
Some sentimental hang-up.
But just now, an offer just fell from the sky, so I took it.
Uh, sorry.
Are you saying that you sold Runway to someone else?
I sold all of Elias Clark, including Runway, to someone else.
No, you didn't.
Sorry, guys.
People.
No.
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Wait, wait, wait.
Don't be upset.
How could you have let this happen to me?
Who did this to me?
Who?
As the editor of Runway, and our global head of content, you'll have all the
resources you need.
Show the world what you can do.
We will.
Do you think she'll be able to stay out of things?
You heard her.
Hands off, for now.
You know, I should thank you.
You really woke me up, somehow.
You should still write that book.
350K, that's nothing to sneeze at.
How did I know?
Oh, Andy, people run to tell you this kind of news.
They run.
You should write it, and you should keep all the juicy bits in.
How impatient I am.
And... demanding and imperious and, you know...
How much of my children's lives I've missed, and...
Just put it all in there.
Because people should know.
They should know there's a cost.
Boy, I love working.
I really do, don't you?
Yeah, I just love it.
And if you write this book accurately, you know, you could buy me a couple more
years at the top.
I'm not going to do that to you, Miranda.
Not anymore.
Why not?
Oh, because we're a team now?
Okay, go ahead and tell yourself that.
You wanted to save me.
That's a nice story.
And you are a good storyteller.
But no, what you wanted to save was yourself.
And the last clock's just the last piece of wood floating next to the Titanic.
And for now, yeah, there is room for both of us.
Maybe you're right.
Maybe I didn't have to keep my life.
We can still do good work together.
No, we have no choice.
Pinocchio?
Uh-uh.
Oh, my God.
Otro Pinocchio?
Pinocchio grande.
Thank you, this is very sweet.
But, you know, she doesn't need any of this.
Nobody needs anything, but who doesn't love a freebie?
It's a Valentino!
Oh, my God.
Do you love it?
You love me.
I love you.
Thank you.
Of course.
So, did you call him yet?
No.
I'm worried I'll say the wrong thing.
Maybe.
Go see him.
Say the wrong thing.
That's part of it.
Stop.
Sono felice diverterti.
I'm happy to see you.
In Italian?
Yes, that was Italian.
Well, Sono, I'm happy to see you in Italian, too.
Listen, we didn't have a perfect hello, and we certainly didn't have a perfect
goodbye.
But maybe that doesn't mean anything except we're not perfect.
And maybe we should just be not perfect together.
I would love that.
Hello again.
Hello.
Cool hair.
Thank you.
Well, I screwed up.
Rather royally.
It's okay.
Really?
Everyone screws up.
I'm obviously very happy to hear that, although slightly shocked you'd compromise
your much-vaunted values for me.
Yeah, well, you know, sometimes you gotta...
How are things at coach?
I mean, honestly, fine.
Great.
It's fine.
Those other people were so mean about my French.
Got a bit sick a bit.
Do you know that I called you?
Yeah, I do.
That's why I wanted to hear.
No, I mean, after you left rugby the first time, I...
Called you?
You called me?
I called you.
You...
Oh, yeah, I remember.
I got a pack-a-dowel from you.
Bloody hell.
No, I wanted us to be...
I thought we could be pals.
No, don't make that face.
It's not a big deal.
Yeah, so it's obviously too late now, isn't it?
Why?
Because I'm like persona non grata, that's why.
Not to me.
Can I just say, you're gonna get your shot to be whatever it is that you do wanna be.
I don't know about that.
You know, Benji broke up with me.
It's gonna be so hard to find that kind of patron again.
You don't need him, or a fashion house, or a patron, or anything.
You don't need...
You...
are iconic.
Well, that is a lovely compliment.
So...
Friends?
I don't want to hold your hand, but yes, friends.
Okay.
What is wrong with my eyebrows?
Look, it's not... it's not fatal.
I'm gonna take you somewhere, and it's gonna be a transformation, alright?
Alright?
Thank you so much.
Enjoy.
I don't know.
They are.
I ordered them.
Don't carb shame me.
Just a little happy.
Don't you know that shared carbs have no calories?
You know what?
I think I do.
Jim, you gotta stop.
You're a junior editor now.
But we match.
I get your same order, so I wanna be just like you.
Thank you.
Is that gross?
Gaultier?
Yeah, I thrifted it.
The listing was misspelled.
Steal!
Oh, hey, did you get the...
Yeah, I'm working on a budget now.
This is cute.
You and me together for the long run.
Like you said, fate's funny like that.
Yeah, that's true.
Fate and a couple of well-timed texts from Jane Rabbit, yeah?
With glowing recommendations from me, of course.
This whole time, you thought that this job just dropped into your lap.
So sweet.
Forever my girl.
Here's the last folder for assistance number one.
That's me, thank you.
Congratulations on your promotion, Mari.
Thank you.
I really deserved it, didn't I?
Certainly.
Congratulations.
Thank you.
Miranda Priestley's office.
A draft of the lead story for next month.
Hard copy.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
Something else?
Go.