The View From Here Page #4

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(phone buzzing)

Excuse me, I have to take this.

Hey.

- Would you like a tour of the kitchen?

- What's wrong?

Where are you?

- The client yelled at me.

She said that I painted it the wrong color

even though I showed her the

swatch three separate times.

She said yes.

I wouldn't have painted it if

she hadn't signed off on it.

So she's yelling at me, and she tells me

that I'm trying to sabotage her store

which is stupid because

why would I sabotage

my own client's store, right?

So then I told her that

she was just miserable

and bitter about her

own life, and I told her

where she can shove it.

Why are you laughing?

- I'm sorry, keep going.

- So she told my boss, and

of course he wasn't there.

So he couldn't hear how

she was talking to me.

But, I shouldn't have said what I said.

I'm stupid.

- So what happened?

- I got fired.

- Oh sweetheart, I'm sorry.

- You know what the worst thing is

I just signed a new lease.

I'm gonna have to get a smaller place

or even worse, a roommate.

You know I thought

moving here was gonna be

a fresh start for me, you know?

I've always wanted to

design in San Francisco.

It's been my dream.

- Whoa.

It still is.

I mean yes it sucks you got fired.

I get that, but you don't have to give up.

And, you certainly don't

need, you don't need

anybody to be your boss.

- What are you talking about?

- Start your own firm.

- Okay.

- I'm serious.

I mean you have the

talent, you have the drive.

Start your own business, be your own boss.

- Mark, I just got fired from my job.

I'm probably gonna lose the apartment.

Right now doesn't seem the best time

to start my own firm.

- It's the perfect time

to start your own firm.

You have nothing to lose.

- Except no one's gonna

hire me when I'm living

on a bench in Golden Gate Park.

- If you're really that

worried about being homeless,

then move in with me.

- Sure, let me just grab my toothbrush.

- I'm serious Gill, move in with me.

- You know Mark, I'm

really not in the mood.

- I'm not joking.

Move in with me.

- We barely know each other.

- We know enough.

- Okay.

So then what was my high school mascot?

- Wild cats?

- How'd you know that?

- Because everyone's high

school mascot is wild cats.

- Okay.

The Beatles or Elvis?

- Both.

- All right, so this one

might be the deal breaker.

- Okay lay it on me.

- In the last presidential election,

I voted Republican, why?

- You know I am not that political.

- Damn it.

- I'm a little insulted.

It sounds like you're

coming up with excuses

not to move in with me.

- Give me one more good

reason why I should?

- Cause I'm in love with you?

- What?

- I love you, Gill.

- But, you can't say that.

- Why not?

- Because you can't tell

a girl that you love her

on her bad day.

- I was gonna tell you anyway.

The bad day is just good timing.

- But, that's really dangerous.

You can't take that back.

- I don't wanna take it back.

I meant it.

- You sure?

- I'm sure.

I think it was the moment you

called my menu ubiquitous.

- I did say that.

I was rude.

- It was honest, and I'm being honest.

I'm in love with you, and I

want you to move in with me

not because you need to,

but because I want you to.

- I'm not ready to say it back.

- I can wait.

- Are you sure?

- Yeah.

- I have a lot of clothes.

- I have a lot of closet space.

- [Hostess] Welcome to

Smoke and Fire, your name?

- [Mr. Leblanc] Leblanc for one.

- Of course Mr. Leblanc.

Right this way your table is waiting.

Jessica will be your

waitress this evening.

- Yes, yes, thank you.

(piano music)

(rock music)

(piano music)

(rock music)

- How long's this been on?

- We have a seared tuna

with bok choy quinoa

in soy reduction.

(rock music)

- [Mark] Lamb medium, on the fly.

Let's go!

- Guys, we got table number

seven, VIP Gavin Newsome.

Fire the rib eye medium rare please.

We got one veg plate, no garlic.

Thank you.

- Sophia?

- Yeah what is it?

- Leblanc is here.

(rock music)

- Chef.

- [Mark] What?

- Leblanc is here.

- You sure?

- Peter saw him.

- Don't tell anyone.

- Okay.

- Wait.

What do we do?

Perfection every time, right?

- Yes.

- Okay.

Keep it tight.

When the order comes

out, you and I plate it.

- [Sophia] Yes, chef.

- Okay let's go.

- [Jessica] If I could

make a recommendation.

- I'll have the caramelized

romaine and the avocado toast.

And, for my entree, I'll have the lamb.

- Very good sir, those

are excellent choices.

May I send the sommelier

out for your wine selection

tonight?

- Yes, chef's choice I think.

Have Mark surprise me.

- Very good.

- The order is in.

I don't need to tell you that this one's--

- Peter, get out of my kitchen.

I got this.

Okay we got the toast, romaine.

I'm gonna take the chops.

You get the starters.

- Yes chef.

- Yeah good.

- He wants you to select the wine.

- Bordeaux, nothing younger than '03.

- I know the one.

- [Mark] All right, let's go.

Keep it tight!

(piano music)

(rock music)

In the bin, it's garbage.

Do we serve garbage?

- [Cook] No chef.

(rock music)

- [Mark] Fliers to Brocco.

Polenta Richard and one lamb.

- Yes, chef.

- Yes, chef.

- Hey Hector, the food

truck down the street's

taking applications.

You want to go home, or you want to cook?

Let's go.

Lock it down.

(rock music)

Fix that.

It should be black.

Okay good.

Take it.

Service.

- [Narrator] Then it was Christmas.

As they drove down the

coast, Mark realized

Gillian was nervous.

He was the first man she

had ever brought home.

- Okay don't be nervous.

Are you nervous?

You look nervous.

- I'm not, relax.

- I'm sorry it's just that when my parents

can be a little, (grunting)

you know what I mean?

- No, not really.

Well just remember to be, you know.

- Hi.

- Hello darling, merry

Christmas, mom, dad.

- [Chris] Hi sweetie.

- This is my Mark.

- Hi, nice to meet both of you.

I've heard a lot about you.

- Well I wish we could say the same.

Can I take that from you?

- [Mark] No.

- I insist.

- I'll just get the bags.

Find some traffic, lay

down in front of it.

- [Gillian's Mom] I'm

sorry the chicken is dry.

- [Gillian] It's fine, mom.

- I liked it.

Did you put Gorgonzola in the potatoes?

- I did.

My grandmother's trick.

- [Mark] I like it a lot.

Thank you.

- So sweetheart, how's the new job?

- It's...

- Naomi, I'm stealing these green beans.

- Actually it's not, dad.

They let me go.

- They what?

Why?

- It was a misunderstanding.

- Well that didn't take long.

- Chris.

- It's more complicated than that.

- What are you doing for money?

- Excuse me?

- You live in the Bay Area.

How are you paying for rent?

- Well right now I'm living with Mark.

(choking)

- I'm sorry.

- Gillian?

- How long have?

- Dad.

- Is there a fireplace on in here?

- I would expect this from

your sister, but from you?

- Chris, can we please

just have a nice meal?

- Sweetheart, why in

the hell did we send her

to design school when all she's gonna do

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