Workin' Moms (2017) s06e04 Episode Script

1 Previously, on "Workin' Moms:" I think we need to talk about boundaries.
What's the problem? You said you'd be there for me.
Colleagues don't shove semen into other colleagues' vaginas, traditionally.
You can't just put her in a car without a car seat! - I'm sorry, I didn't know.
- You know, honestly, Sloane, I am not sure you're cut out to be a mother.
It's a proposal of an expose about multi-level - marketing companies.
- What, like pyramid schemes? Yeah, this shit's insidious.
Ah! She's spittin' fire.
These pyramid schemes are goin' down! - Is this a joke?! - It's called a pivot.
This is my kid that you're talking about, - this is my little - Okay.
Okay.
Your book might actually sell now, - how about a thank you? - Fuck you.
Welcome to the inaugural "Val's pals," everyone! I can't believe you dragged us back to "Mommy and me".
No, no, no, this is not "Mommy and me".
This is Val's pals, TM.
The kids are free to join, but this is really about the pals.
Last I checked, I didn't have to pay for my pals.
Yeah, Val, you've somehow monetized friendship.
I'm a very good friend.
- Yeah, I'm gonna go.
- Yeah.
Look no, wait! Here's something fun, just for the pals Husband swap, - who would you bangalang? - What? - I'm not gonna play this! - Lionel, right? - What the fuck did you just say?! - Okay, maybe I pushed a button there.
- Yeah, this has been real.
Thanks.
- No wait! I got you something! Okay.
What is this? It's an invitation to my birthday! It's the big one! - An invitation to nothing? - Yeah, it's blank.
I was kinda hoping you two could plan something.
- Ohhh! - Oh wow.
It'd be nice.
We were just-we were already uh, talking about it.
- Invite Lionel.
- What the fuck?! You gotta stop that.
You gotta stop it.
- Hey! - Hey, you ready to relax, bitch? Oh! I really need this.
I know, I wanna release the fuck out of some tension.
Hmm.
Thank you for this.
Helloooooo! It's my birthday - On the day I was born - How old is she even turning? I don't know, she said it was "the big one.
" - 40? - No dude, like, the big one! 50? Not 65? - Hello, it's my birthday! - Huh? Happy birthday! Oh, my very best friend is here! And Anne, too.
I'm so excited for a day - of pampering with my girlies! - Hmmm.
Yeah.
How'd you swing a rezzo to this place? I've been trying to get in here since they opened.
Oh, this place? I um, actually, I didn't.
Yeah, it's a funny story, uh Yeah, well, that's not helping.
Very loud.
So look, Sloane actually got the reservation for this place, I didn't want to tell you 'cause I thought you wouldn't come, and the whole book cover thing, ancient history.
We can laugh about it now, you know what I mean? She-she probably doesn't even remember, it's the truth.
Sloane, I've heard so much about you! Hey, bestseller.
Okay, so she remembered, but listen, just keep it together for Val, right? Anne? Anne? Anne? Anne? So, here we go.
We have aromatherapy, deep tissue, - and Thai massage.
- You hear that? Maybe someone can finally massage the bitch out of you.
I'll massage the bitch out of you.
- Good luck.
- Ahem! A gentle reminder that the club has a whisper-only policy to ensure peace and tranquility for all our guests.
Hey, what were you thinking inviting her? Look, I know she's not your favorite person.
No shit! I'd rather let Jayme cut my hair than hang out with that wide-awake nightmare.
I know you guys are co-workers, but she sucks, dude.
She just says whatever she's thinking.
It's a lot.
Yeah, it kinda reminds me of another person in my life.
- Okay.
- Look, today is about Val.
Okay? And whatever birthday Val is having.
So I need you to try, all right? Truth be told, I don't totally know how to act - around Sloane today, either.
- What do you mean? I thought you guys were cool now.
I um, I may have put us in a conflict of interest situation.
Hmm.
What? Uh, let's just say there was like, a fire, and I put out the fire, it's gone.
And I don't know if I should tell her about the fire that I put out.
I genuinely hate your analogies.
- Yeah.
- If there's no fire, - why sound the alarm? - Right.
Exactly.
- I'm not gonna tell her.
- Great.
Okay.
Let's go get pretzeled by some Russians.
Yeah.
No need to stay so north of the border, my good man.
Typically we start with the shoulders.
Do whatever you need to do to get the tension out.
Remember, this body is a wonderland.
You know, I'm not really supposed to say this, but you have beautiful shoulders.
Yeah, yeah, just get the job done.
What do you think of these shoulders? Uh, they're-they're fine.
Fine, or like fiiine? Can you focus on my neck, that's where I hold - all my tension.
- Mm-hmm.
Speaking of tension, did you see the look on Anne's face when you walked up? What got a bee in her bonnet? Don't get me wrong, I love me a sour bitch, but I prefer the fun kind.
Unfortunately, she never holds back, you know? Yeah, I know.
You have absolutely incredible skin elasticity.
It's-it's like touching a newborn.
So I've been told.
I too am hot? Oh, I can adjust the temperature for you.
Ooh! And your arms, they're so supple.
Oh, my good man, are you hard? - No, no.
- Well, yes, you are, I can see it, hard as a rock.
It's all right, perfectly natural.
I'm sure it happens with all the beautiful women.
You're excited, the blood is flowing.
- I'm absolutely not excited.
- Yes, you are.
I can see it.
Hard like a rock.
This water's so warm, huh? It's so nice.
How you doin', you been good? - What's going on? - Nothing.
Nothing, I'm just-I'm just having fun, I'm just making some conversation.
- Kate.
- Uh, there was a fire.
- Where? - It's out.
It's totally out, and because it's out, we don't need to tell anyone about the fire, right? - I don't gotta tell anybody.
- For fuck's sake.
- Is this a metaphor? - Yes, sorry, uh, but I really would like your blessing - to not talk about the fire.
- At this point I would pay you - to stop talking about the fire.
- What fire? Good.
Yeah.
Hey, should you be in the hot tub? You know with the whole uh - Oh, the whole baby thing? - Yeah.
It's not a problem.
It didn't take.
- Oh shit, dude, I'm sorry.
- Don't be.
You could try again, you know.
No, I'm good.
Hey! Oh! Look at the ass on that one.
What I wouldn't give for an industrial-sized dump truck like that.
- To Val! - To Val! Shhhh! Did you take a day off from ruining authors' lives today, Sloane? You said you were gonna try, Anne.
You got something to say to me there, red? - Yeah, I might.
- Or are you just gonna slap me? I thought this was gonna be a close friends-only kind of party, I didn't think that someone who humiliated me - on TV was gonna be invited! - Shhh! Sorry, you think you were humiliated?! My ass was on the line when you and bestie over here pulled that stunt in front of the board, and for what? Middling sales at best? Oh, maybe if you were better at your job, you wouldn't need to rely on hack marketing! Yeah, well, maybe if you weren't such an asshole all the time, we wouldn't have to resort to "hack marketing.
" - Oh, really?! - Really! Ladies! Just a gentle reminder to lower your voices.
Totally, loud and clear, sorry.
Do you know what, I didn't come here to be attacked! Oh, uh did you just splash a black woman's hair? What, are you fuckin' nine?! You happy ruining Val's birthday?! No, no, no getting older ruined my birthday.
You're just snuffing out the candles.
- Shhh! - Oh - You fuckin' shush! - Who invited you, anyways?! I don't think I did anything wrong here.
Okay, now I have to ask you to leave.
- Yeah.
All right, we're goin'.
- Yeah, let's go! - You wanna go? You wanna go? - No, no! - Let's fuckin' go! - Let's go! - I'm out! - You stop it! - Stop it, we're out! - You stop it! - We're out! We're out! I never get to go in hot tubs.
I never get to go in hot tubs, ever! Okay, this is super depressing.
Guys, why don't we just start by apologizing for what happened back there, okay? Anne? - Sloane? - Fine, I'm I'm sorry.
For? Spending time with Anne in the first place.
- No.
- This is the worst day of my life.
It is! You know, this is supposed to be my last good year, and frankly, what's good about it? I work, come home, bang Mel within an inch of his life, go to bed, repeat.
You have sex every day? - You get to be my age - And that age is? And nothing is really exciting anymore.
Remember how fun birthdays were when you were a kid? The thrill of a clown.
The magic of a bouncy castle.
Playing truth or dare.
Then suddenly you find yourself eating lightly salted lettuce in a desperate attempt to hang on to any semblance of youth.
Ohh! Now, that looks delicious.
What I wouldn't give for a bite of that.
I cannot take this shit anymore.
I dare you to go take a bite out of that man's sandwich.
- Pardon me? - You heard me.
Walk over there, you say hello, take a bite of that man's sumptuous chicken parm sandie.
Oh, I couldn't.
That's fine.
Why do anything exciting? Might as well just quietly slip into old age instead.
- No.
- Yeah.
Oh shit! - Hello.
- Hi.
- It's my birthday.
- Okay, so happy - Hey! What?! - Mmm! - Excuse me! - Mmm! - Mm-hmm! - What? - Mm-hmm! Mmm! - Huh? Mmmm! That must be a damn good sandwich! That's my girl! Mmm! Meet you bitches outside, let's get this party started, huh?! - Dude, come on.
Pay, pay, pay! - What? - You got it.
- I'm so sorry.
You're sorry? Oh! Holy shit, I'm alive! All right, ladies, it is dare night in the middle of the goddamn day.
Foster, you're up.
- Whaaat? - Giddy-up, Kate! Truth or dare, really? I didn't realize I was at one of Alice's parties.
Hey, no truth in this game.
All right, all right, all right, so what's my dare? Okay, okay, okay.
- Uh - What? I dare you to flash them.
- She's not gonna flash them.
- Who, them? I'll do it, yeah.
- What? - Yeah, what are the parameters? Both nerps, full ten mississippis.
Well, that is the legal measurement of time.
You flash 'em, I'll moon 'em.
Solidarity.
Ah, nah-uh-uh-uh, you've had your moment, this is Kate's.
- Can I count? - Sure! - This is my moment.
- Oh my god.
- Oh my lord! - One Mississippi.
- Two Mississippi.
- Little slow Val, come on! - Three Mississippi.
- Is that a birthmark? - Four Mississippi.
- You want to count a little faster? Pick up the pace! What do you say? Come on! - Five Mississippi.
- Oh! - Oh my god! Oh! - Hey! Hey! You peeping tween! What the fuck? Gimme that! That's my phone! It was an Android, it's probably gonna explode anyway.
- Lady! - Oh, I'm just playin'.
I'm messin' with you, she's gorgeous, by the way.
Congratulations, congratulations.
You crazy bitch! Oh! Shh! Shh! Shh! Shh! Yes, Richard Greenwood? Congratulations, you are our grand prize winner! Is this for the steaks? Honey, we won the steaks! Huh! Yes, I'd like to place an order for CeeCee Mitchell.
Mm-hmm, I would like uh, one beehive, please.
Aaah! Oof! I'm okay! Hello, is your refrigerator running? Better go catch it! - Booooo! - That's terrible! - What? It's a classic! - Oh my God! - Ah! It's so good! So good.
Oh! All right, dare master, what do you got for Anne? - No, no, I'm good.
- No, come on, dude, try something.
Ah, okay, fine.
But just like, nothing too crazy.
All right, uh, I dare you to take a little birdbath in that fountain there.
Okay, that's a reasonable dare.
Ooh, then we all get to make a wish! I mean, and spend the rest of the day soaking wet? - No way! - Right, no fun.
- No! - Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Okay, well, nobody else complained, but fair enough.
Let's play to your strengths.
Uh I dare you to go up to that guy and give him your uncensored opinion of him.
Should be easy enough for you.
Unlike some people, I don't go around giving my unsolicited opinions like a psycho! No! Are you unfamiliar with the game? It's a dare.
"Are you unfamiliar with the game?" No! No! - Pick another one.
- Anne, you gotta do something, come on.
I knew she didn't have it in her, can we skip her? No, I don't wanna be skipped, I just want a fun, harmless dare.
- Yeah.
- Okay, uh I got it.
- Mm-hmm? Okay.
- Come on, Anne! I dare you to go give that guy a kiss.
Ohhhh! Oh! I-I'm not gonna cheat on my husband for a dare.
And who knows what infectious diseases that guy has! - No way! - Oh my God, this is painful! I'll do it.
- Wha - Great, go.
- Jesus.
- Hi.
Is she gonna Oh! Oh! It's steamy.
Ooh! Oh! Oh! That bad, huh? Oh, that's nice.
Pretty hot kiss, minus the barf.
Which is weird, because I usually have an iron stomach.
Oh, maybe you caught something from bench guy.
- You know, we could call it.
- Are you kidding? The fun just started! That was a puke and rally situation.
Ah, pull the trig, and then you're good to go, I love it.
That's right, baby.
Well At least you know you're not pregnant.
You did take a pregnancy test, right? I didn't need to, I know my body, it's not spawning.
Oh yeah, what does "spawning" feel like? - Tiny fingernails scratching.
- Mm-hmm.
I got a dare for you.
I'll admit it, Val, the shirt was a good purchase.
You want me to run back and see if they have a small? - It would look good on you.
- No, I already got it, so.
- Hmm.
- What about a pair of hmm? No, I'm, I'm good.
Hey, you good? Yeah, of course.
I'm not pregnant.
And in two minutes, this little test will prove it.
Okay, because if you are I told you, I'm not.
I can't be.
Well, those are two different things.
I'm not pregnant.
I shouldn't be, anyway.
What do you mean? Well, I don't have what it takes to be a mother.
- What? - The fuck?! Who the fuck told you that? That doesn't sound like you.
- Not at all.
- Look, if you are pregnant, your kid's gonna be a dick, just like you.
- Okay.
- What the fuck? That's a step backwards, my friend.
What I'm trying to say is, the one thing I know - about difficult people - Excuse me? is that we make great moms.
Headstrong, opinionated, asshole women make headstrong, opinionated, asshole kids.
And that's not a bad thing.
It's the one reason I know that Alice is gonna be okay in this world.
Well, I appreciate the pep talk, ladies, but again, - not pregnant.
- But if you are, I'd throw money down that you'd be great at it.
Valeria! I almost forgot, I got you something! Oh no, save your pregnancy test, Kate.
- I love condoms.
- What? Yeah, can't get enough of 'em.
They just make it feel better.
You know, actually, I'm addicted.
And honestly, I can't come without 'em, call me nuts.
- I got you a cupcake.
- Oh my God, even better, I love cupcakes.
I know it's not a cake, but I figured a-a birthday of um - this magnitude - Oh, yes! And that birthday is Do neither of you know how old I am? No, we do, we do, we totally do.
We just were hoping you were gonna say it.
Good, so you know I'm turning - 38.
- 50.
- Did you just say 70? - Did you say 28? - No, I said 38.
- 38? - I thought you said it was the big one! - It is the big one.
Well, the big one before the big one.
- Well, that's - 38 is your last good year.
39 is just a slip 'n slide to 40.
And 40 is the big, big one.
And then it's a crapshoot after that.
Oh God, I've depressed myself.
- Fuck it! - Where you goin'? Anne.
Anne! What? - What-aaah! - Do it! - Wooooooo! - Oh my God! Woooooooooo! Are you happy now? Not as happy as you are, look at that smile on your face! Crazy bitch!