The Boss Page #9

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because you also hired all of these people

without consulting me.

I do know that

you've been complaining pretty consistently

about having to do all the baking

and doing it at your house.

I fixed all that for ya.

And you're more mad than ever.

- I don't get it, Claire.

- You didn't...

Michelle, you didn't consult me

on any of this, okay?

I see a bunch of press.

One of us, not you, got the press here.

Right. Okay.

Well, maybe they should know that

the new and improved Michelle Darnell

is just as self-centered and egotistical

as the old Michelle Darnell.

- Really? Do you wanna do this?

- Sure!

- 'Cause I would love to do this.

- Great.

You follow me.

I will follow you, from the front.

- No, not from the front. From the back!

- Yes!

Don't put your arm in front of me!

You can't tell me what to do!

You're not my boss anymore!

We are partners, 50-50,

and you can't make decisions

without telling me!

We are not partners, Claire!

I am a successful businesswoman.

You are a lonely woman who can

make a halfway decent brownie!

And we all have

our little secrets, Claire. Right?

You double-crossing,

hand-holding, sneaky little rat!

What are you talking about?

God, I can't believe I helped you!

I took you in off the street, okay?

When no one else would.

You are such a clich.

Okay? You're getting close to people

so now you have to push them away.

Okay, don't analyze me, Dr. Phil!

Why're you guys doing this?

Rachel, you know what,

just go inside, honey.

No! No! You do not tell my daughter

what to do.

And you know what?

Don't ever speak to her again.

Mom, why would you say that?

It's fine, Rachel, just...

Girls, go inside! Now!

You know what? I don't need this.

I don't need that.

I don't need any of it.

Let's see how far

your brownie recipe takes you.

I'm cutting you loose and sailin' off!

I don't need you two weighing me down!

Rachel!

Rachel?

You're the only one

that's gonna take care of you.

The only one.

STEPHAN:
Excuse me,

you can't just go in there!

Watch me.

Hi, Ronald!

Ooh, I like your new b*tches.

I saw you sniffing around my bakery.

You looking to get into

the brownie business?

Why? Are you looking to sell your business?

Why not?

I have no personal stakes in it.

It's just business to me.

And you've always liked collecting my things.

(INHALES DEEPLY)

(LOW GRUNT)

Okay. And since this one's

coconut macadamia,

if you have a nut allergy,

I don't want you anywhere near...

When's Michelle coming back?

I don't know, Chrystal.

She's like our leader.

My mom's gonna run this place.

Yes, I will be running the business

until Michelle comes back, or...

STEPHAN:
Knock, knock. Hi, it's Stephan!

Hi! I have a message from

the new owner of Darnell's Darlings,

Mr. Renault.

Uh, sorry, I think there's a mistake.

I'm one of the owners here.

This is an eviction notice.

She sold us out?

How could she do that?

Oh, she just did it.

Okay, let's kick this guy's ass!

Hey, sh*t brains!

Chrystal!

Protect me. Protect me.

This is not cowardice. She's very tall!

Really wish you'd let me kick his ass.

You know what?

It was a good business decision.

Don't start feelin' bad about good...

(SIGHS)

Good decisions.

Why would Michelle do that to us?

I just don't get it.

(SOBBING)

(CLAIRE SIGHS)

Well, you know, sweetie,

Michelle has got a lot of baggage.

She's an a**hole.

Language.

Sorry.

But you're right. She is an a**hole.

Darnell, you are a real a**hole.

(GRUNTS)

Piece of sh*t.

(SNIFFLES)

CLAIRE:
I know what I'm gonna do.

- I'm gonna sue the pants off her.

- Oh...

No, I'm not because

she'll throw too many lawyers at me

and she's a shark in court.

Yeah. This is a test.

You want me to kill her with this bagel knife.

- And I'll do it.

- (CHUCKLES)

To pledge my allegiance to you, milady,

I'll do it.

No. Thank you.

Ooh, you guys are kissing.

- Heya, Rachel! Hi. How are you?

- Hi.

- Did you sleep over?

- CLAIRE:
Oh, God, no.

What, have a sleepover here? Ew.

- No, he didn't.

- (BLOWS RASPBERRY) Yuck!

- No, that would be terrible.

- I don't know about "yuck".

I don't mean "yuck." I meant...

CLAIRE:
Don't know if it'll...

MIKE:
I mean...

- It could be nice.

- Might be nice.

- It's nice for people to spend the night.

- We don't know yet.

- We don't know yet.

- We don't know yet.

Would you please grab

some more garbage bags?

We have a lot of trash.

Yeah.

Why did I make that so weird?

- It's fine.

- Didn't have to.

- Didn't have to make it that weird.

- (GASPS)

- Holy sh*t!

- CLAIRE:
Language!

Holy sh*t!

Uh...

This is all seeming probably so much

stranger than what I had intended.

I'm sorry to startle you, Rachel.

What are you doing in my closet?

Well, uh, to give you the whole...

I thought I have a great idea

to surprise you with an apology,

and my sincere "I'm sorry."

So I let myself in, in the middle of the night.

So once I was actually

waiting here in the dark,

and you were getting up for the morning,

I thought, "Uh-oh.

"This could seem

kind of threatening and menacing."

And I panicked a little bit

and just darted into the closet.

So, surprise! I'm sorry.

And, dang it,

I shouldn't have sold that company.

I think we're done. Okay, well...

You know... So thank you, I guess,

for breaking into my home.

I said I was sorry.

Great. We heard you. Okay.

- I apologized.

- I heard you.

There's the door.

You sold us out.

Yeah, I did.

I sold you out.

And I'm sorry. I'm very sorry.

And I'm hoping, somehow,

you can forgive me.

And I just wanna throw it out there

that I have completely forgiven you, Claire,

for trying to sell me out first with Renault so...

What are you talking about?

I saw you.

Okay? I saw you and Ronald

outside the bakery.

He was smelling your hand

- and I know what that means, okay?

- (SCOFFS)

I mean, he has smelled many of my parts,

and I have smelled many of his parts.

I was telling Renault that I'm not willing

to sell him a single, solitary brownie,

let alone my entire company.

(STAMMERING)

That's a mix-up, huh?

Michelle, I would never in a million years

do that to you, okay?

You know... I mean, God.

What goes on in your brain?

I don't know.

I mean, I don't have a lot of,

you know, experience

or a reference point for...

I didn't have a family, or a mom, or a dad.

And I totally get it

if you never talk to me again.

So I don't want you to feel bad about that.

I just wanted you to know

that I think you're very nice people.

Great people, actually.

You're the closest thing to a family

I've ever had.

And I'm real sorry I screwed that up.

I'm gonna miss you, Michelle.

MIKE:
Should I go?

I think I should go.

- Oh, my God.

- It's an awkward time for me

to just be, like,

creeping around in the background.

I had no idea you were still here.

- Should I go, or should I...

- No, you're fine.

I do not like what you did.

I do not like it! And I do not like it.

She really doesn't like it, guys.

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