The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel (2017) s05e06 Episode Script

The Testi-Roastial

[MIDGE] I just broke up with someone.
[MAN] Paul Simon!
[MIDGE] That was two tiny
singer-songwriters ago.
- Catch up!
- [MAN 1] Prince!
- [MAN 2] Hall & Oates!
Oh. Now, stop. This was a woman.
- Don't.
And it was a real partnership.
Lasted longer than any
of my marriages combined.
- And in its way, it was just like a marriage.
It started with a contract,
it ended with a lawsuit,
- and we never had sex.
Except once, there really
isn't much to do in Pensacola.
It really sucks to break up with me.
No, seriously, my face is on billboards.
You break up with a normal person,
maybe you can't go back to
your favorite restaurant.
You break up with me,
you can't use the highway.
She was a friend.
We always fought over
that word, "friend."
But I dumped her and got a fifth dog.
Still a bitch, but at least
this one'll fetch my shoes.
I got frostbitten in the winter ♪
Ice skating on the river ♪
She's not gonna be happy.
With my pretty
little black-eyed girl ♪
She'd make your darn toes
curl just to see her, yeah ♪
I got a fringe front on my buggy ♪
- I got a pretty little ♪
Betty Botter bought some butter,
but she said the butter's bitter.
Betty Botter bought
some butter, but she said
the butter's bitter. Sounds bueno, boys.
Steve Martin is my favorite.
"Excuuuuse me!"
George Carlin, with the seven
dirty words? Really funny.
Robin Williams, too.
Like the Tasmanian Devil.
Who the hell is this?
No idea.
Living with her funky family ♪
In a derelict old alley ♪
Down by the river ♪
Put 'em up.
In the moonshine ♪
Fifty bucks she doesn't show.
She doesn't show, fuck
it. I'm mentioning Maisel.
So fearless, dude.
Well, she knows how to use me ♪
Pretty little black-eyed Susie ♪
It's a veritable who's who
of people behind the scenes
in the entertainment
industry gathering here
to roast one of their own.
Living with her funky family ♪
In a derelict old alley ♪
- Down by the river ♪
In the moonshine ♪
- Well, she sure knows how to use me ♪
Pretty little black-eyed Susie ♪
It's the one shot we came here to get.
Great job, guys.
In a derelict old alley ♪
Down by the river ♪
Where we share a little loving ♪
In the moonshine ♪
[STEWART] So, we have some
unfortunate news, everyone.
- Susie has arrived.
- Hello, Susie.
- This is fucking dumb.
- Good to see you, too.
Now, you all know me
and wish you were me.
I'm Stewart Jones,
your unwilling emcee for this evening.
So, when we first approached
Susie Myerson about a roast,
she instructed us to
position our heads in a place
that seemed ill-advised, claustrophobic,
and biologically impossible.
- Try harder. I believe in you.
Then we offered to make it
a testimonial dinner, and she replied,
"No, thanks, those are for old
hags with shriveled pussies."
- Enjoy the veal.
So, we negotiated with her,
and if you've never done that before,
I highly don't recommend it.
And she agreed to a "Testi-Roastial."
Trips off the tongue, huh?
So, here she is, an hour late
and smelling like Cheech and Chong.
Hell, she's burned more grass
than the Santa Ana winds.
If only she'd made as
much money for her clients
as she has for Visine and Doritos.
- Her big break came
- Bring me some food.
when she discovered the comedian
whose name we shall not utter tonight
- at the long-defunct Gaslight Café on MacDougal.
I need a plate, guys.
Heavy on the meat,
light on the vegetables.
Dinner service is over.
I need a plate. Now.
Who's the asshole who
wants dinner after dinner?
Any of you negotiating with Susie
on the other side of a telephone,
or God forbid in person,
knows she's one of the
consummate dealmakers
in the business.
And most of you know
about that day in 1970.
- Greatest goddamn day ever.
The day of the legendary triple crown.
Susie had a movie script.
It was controversial and no
one in town wanted to touch it.
So, Sol, this film,
it's gonna be shot on
locations all over the city
Manhattan, Queens, Brooklyn.
Friedkin's got a real vision for it.
I hear he's a hothead.
Yeah, well, maybe you need a hothead
for something like
The French Connection.
- Tee off, Tommy.
- Paul Newman passed.
Steve McQueen passed. James Caan passed.
We got Gene Hackman.
You're gonna argue with Gene Hackman?
He's fucking brilliant.
It's a slam dunk.
- Sol, come on.
- This is not going to happen.
Okay? Now, stop.
Just tee off, Tommy.
[STEWART] Most would give
up to fight another day,
but not Susie.
No fucking way is she
leaving empty-handed.
After all, she paid for parking.
No. No way. I like the Dodgers.
I got 'em for the
pennant and the series.
Hey, Sol, what do you think?
[STEWART] To this day,
no one knows what she said to him.
What the hell?
Whether it was just her
passion for the screenplay,
or a promise to control the budget,
or, hell, she could've
had pictures of him
rogering a donkey or something.
Who knows? She had eyes everywhere.
- Whatever she said
- The picture's a go.
- [TOMMY] What?
- Close the deal by the end of day.
Susie will give you the terms.
- Whatever you need.
- But, Sol
Just make it happen.
Boom, deal one, done.
But she ain't finished.
That ain't the way
to have fun, son ♪
Now, the foursome in front
of them is going slow,
so Susie and her guys bump into 'em.
One of them is the guy who just
took over programming for CBS.
Cameron! Hey there. Congrats
on the shiny new job.
Thank you, Susie.
Like a showbiz cobra,
she strikes immediately.
Says she has a project,
wants him to have first crack.
It's a half-hour
comedy, it's hysterical,
and it'll launch your Thursday nights.
Susie, please, we're trying to relax.
Call my office on Monday.
[STEWART] She's not waiting for Monday.
I got two clients already attached.
Liz Montgomery and Andy
Griffith both signed to do it,
- and to do it at CBS.
- Great pairing. What's the premise?
- Get this.
- [STEWART] Get this,
there was no premise.
She was making it up on the spot.
There's a husband and
wife, both shrinks.
Now, she's big city,
sharp, Ivy League degree.
He's folksy, homespun,
comes from the Deep South.
- Their patients keep dumping one to go to the other.
- [CHUCKLES] I love that.
[STEWART] So, what
does she do on the fly?
She creates That's Our Time.
He picks it up on the spot,
and the fucking thing runs seven years.
- They got a couple of kids
- And here's the thing.
Those stars she mentioned,
they weren't even her clients.
Not until they found out
about the sitcom she created
and got greenlit for them to star in.
They signed with her immediately.
- vacuuming their house, too.
- Vacuuming? I love it.
- Yeah.
Boom! Deal two, done.
But she still had 40
minutes left on that parking.
Susie says she has to hit the head.
- What else? What else?
- Uh, there's this guy from a big record label.
Turns out she's got every caddy
at the club on her payroll,
and they fill her in on what they know
from every hole on the course.
Okay. Good job, guys.
She finds out there's a
guy there from A&M records.
She finds him pronto.
She tells the guy there's
a couple of songwriters
out of London, they wrote this musical,
and they want to make an
album to get some attention.
It's the whole story, soup to nuts,
all the way through the crucifixion.
- The 39 lashes and everything.
- Wild.
Yeah, the songs are fucking catchy.
- You hear those demos, you'll want to make the album.
- What's their names?
And just like that,
she breaks Tim Rice
and Andrew Lloyd Webber.
And what does the world get?
Boom! The triple crown.
- You want some blow?
- No, I'm good.
This next guest needs no introduction,
which is good, because I
forgot his fucking name.
- Oh, yeah, Aaron Lebowitz.
Come on up here, Aaron.
Hello, everybody.
As most of you know, I'm a manager,
and I've been competing with Susie
for more years than I can count.
And I have to admit,
there's nobody in this
business like Susie.
Oh, sorry, I misread that.
It's "nobody in this
business likes Susie."
- I mean, really, what is there to say
about Susie Myerson that
hasn't been said about Pol Pot?
- Susie's like anybody else, really.
She has her bad side and her good side.
There's the ruthlessness,
the vindictiveness,
the profane bile that
spews from her mouth
like Satan's lava.
- Then, on the bad side
She was mentored by my one-time boss,
the late, great Harry Drake.
Yeah, that's about the
response I expected.
When Harry died, he had
so many knives in his back,
they had to bury him facedown.
But Harry truly respected Susie,
even before she was somebody.
While they had their ups and downs,
Susie stayed loyal when others didn't.
Everybody knows the old man's losing it.
Clients are dropping him left and right.
Spencer Tracy's the latest.
Not that anyone gives a
shit about Spencer Tracy.
You want another drink?
- You're paying.
- Two more.
I wanted in on Dr. Strangelove.
Harry tells me they're
giving it to George C. Scott.
George is good, but fuck it, I'm better.
- Yup.
- What does Harry do for me, anyway?
Except take his cut.
I want you to represent me.
No more losing parts to George
or Tony Perkins or
fucking Richard Burton.
In two years' time, here's what I want.
A penthouse with a terrace
overlooking the park.
A closet full of Sy Devore suits.
Porsche 911 that I can drive
to my beachfront house in the Hamptons.
You with me?
Hey, what was that last
film of yours, Taylor?
Daylight Fades?
Yeah. It did okay.
No, it didn't. And the one before that?
- The Earth Turns.
- So did my stomach when I saw it.
- Hey!
- What did Harry Drake do for you, Taylor?
He took a no-talent, run-of-the-mill
D-list hack actor who was
number nine on the call sheet
of a fucking soap opera,
got him jobs he didn't earn,
didn't deserve and
couldn't fucking pull off.
- Hey, what the fuck?
- You sit there,
not giving a shit about Spencer Tracy.
You compare yourself to actors
that are way out of your league,
and you think I'd stoop
so low as to work with you
and fuck over Harry Drake to boot?
Well, I hope you got something
to fall back on, asshole,
'cause the only house in
the Hamptons you're gonna see
is the one with the
pool you're cleaning,
and the only terrace you're gonna know
is the one you jump off of.
You pay for the drinks,
you talentless shit.
[AARON] Yeah, she had Harry's back.
- [SUSIE] Dumb fuck.
And at the end, Harry wound up handing
his biggest money earners over to her,
the ones who stayed,
bypassing his own
associates in the doing.
I was one of those associates.
I liked this story till
you made it about you.
- [CARMINE] Wait a minute, wait a minute.
How the hell did that happen?
Seriously, how the hell did
Susie end up with those clients?
Kicked her into the stratosphere.
It cemented her legend.
I know what happened.
I'll tell you what happened.
The minute Harry was hospitalized,
Susie weaseled her way into his room.
Brought forged documents over
and forced the old man to sign 'em.
Wakey, wakey, Harry. You
got three more to sign,
then you can shuffle off to Buffalo.
[AARON] She didn't even
let his family in
his daughter, no one.
- Dad.
- Grandpa.
- Is that Ruth?
- No. Keep signing.
- Dad, let us in, please.
- Keep signing, Harry.
- That's my father.
No, no, no, no. That's not what I heard.
- What did you hear?
- The daughter was there
but for a different reason.
Susie got to the daughter,
made a deal, and together,
they bamboozled Harry
- into signing over his clients.
- Good job, Dad.
- All done.
- The daughter got paid in cash
- right there in the room.
- [RAY] Bullshit, guys.
Come on.
My big sister was a nurse at Lenox Hill.
She was on duty that
night. She saw it all.
Hello, Harry.
Just checking in here. Everything good?
Very good. Thank you, Linda.
- You're sweet.
- So are you.
Get some rest.
- She's cute.
- Oh, stop.
I think she got something
happening for me down there.
Check and see?
You want me to see if you
have an erection? You are sick.
- You're a sick man.
- Yup, I'm sick.
I am sick.
Hey, stop that. Okay? You promised.
[RAY] Most of his employees
had abandoned ship.
The ones that stayed were stealing
the goddamn paintings off the walls.
Harry, where's your
daughter? Where's Ruth?
I don't know. She's, uh
I don't know.
Hey, have you learned to play golf yet?
I'm not learning to play golf.
It's where deals get made.
You have to golf.
- I don't know.
- I'm gonna leave you my clubs.
- I don't want your clubs.
- Golf with them,
beat someone with them, I don't care.
You're taking my clubs.
- Hi, Harry.
- Oh, hello.
Oh, goody, we just got
that thing deflated.
[HARRY] They never beat the silents.
[SUSIE] Oh, now, come on.
[HARRY] No. Nobody beat
Keaton. Not at his peak.
Hell, he was 25 when he made this.
He was a genius.
This is funny, but
there's funnier stuff.
I'm on my deathbed, and
you're arguing with me?
- This is not your deathbed.
- Susie
- I'm dying.
- Yeah, I know that.
I meant I'm gonna move
you over to another bed
when you're about to croak.
This one's all gross and sweaty.
Harry, you're the
only one who noticed me
when no one else did.
Thank you for that.
I'm signing some clients over to you.
The big ones who stayed: Jerry, Mel,
- Peter, Lucy.
- Harry, no.
I've discussed it with
them, and they're good to go.
Just keep 'em on a path,
like you did with Midge.
Keep 'em focused. Keep 'em happy.
But why? Why me?
You're the only one I trust.
- No. No.
- The lawyers are into it.
You can do it.
You can do it, Susie.
We're, uh, missing the movie.
We're missing the movie.
[LINDA] He's comfortable.
I'm here, Dad.
- Shit.
- Shit.
It's not what I heard.
Okay, let me bring up a very funny man,
the funniest man in the
room, which is saying nothing.
- Ray Ortiz!
Thank you, and hello, Susie.
You know, the only reason
Susie's here right now
is because she heard
there are two-to-one odds
- she'd even show up.
I'm not saying she
has a gambling problem,
but she made a call to her bookie
halfway through Field of Dreams.
I mean, when she plays solitaire,
- she bets against herself.
She once tried to go double
or nothing at an IRS audit.
When I introduced Susie
to my twin daughters,
she said, "Two eights? Split 'em!"
And then there's the boys.
You know what I mean, "the boys," huh?
And where there's the
boys, there's Susie,
begging them to let her keep
her pinky finger one more day.
But really, these are just rumors.
[CARMINE] Rumors? Ha!
The mob had their hands in
her pockets since day one,
just like Harry Drake,
just like all of 'em.
Yeah, like I was gonna
say that to the room.
I prefer being alive.
- But Susie leaned into it,
more than others.
It started with that
thing with Dinah Rutledge.
- You all know her, right?
- Mm-hmm. Sure.
- D-Ruttles.
- Susie's number two.
She runs the New York branch.
- She runs New York, period. She's tough as Susie.
- I'll say.
It was 1961, '62, that's
when Susie went all in,
made those guys her muscle.
Hey, get me in at the Copa tonight.
In the way back, not like last time.
I looked like an asshole
walking out in the
middle of that guy's act.
And let's start rolling calls.
- Guys from William Morris first.
- Yup.
- You okay?
- Yeah.
What the fuck? How did this happen?
And do not tell me it
was a fucking doorknob.
It was Ronald.
He got drunk, he got
mad, he got jealous.
- Dinah.
- I kicked him out. We're done.
You bet your ass you're done.
Look, you are gonna
be a manager one day,
so I got to keep you in one piece.
But I'll make you a deal, okay?
From here on, I get prior approval
over any guy you date.
Stop it, it hurts to smile.
No, he's got to come in here,
fill out a questionnaire.
It'll be quite lengthy, 50, 60 pages.
And then I want to see
him in a bathing suit.
A tight one. I want you
to see what you're getting.
[LAUGHS] Whatever you say, boss.
Okay, go home. Rest.
Take a taxi, not the subway.
And I'm sending over a
massive amount of Zabar's.
Lots of chicken soup and babka.
- And candied fruit?
- And candied fruit.
Now go. I'll see you tomorrow.
[CARMINE] Yeah, you think
that was the end of it?
- Hell no.
- Now I need a favor.
- Sure. What is it?
How lucky can one guy be ♪
- [RONALD] Yeah?
- Your name Ronald?
- Yeah. Who the fuck are you?
- Who the fuck are we?
We're friends of Susie Myerson.
- Like the fella once said ♪
- Ain't that a kick in the head ♪
- [RONALD] No! No!
- They were old-school, those guys. Thorough.
And they still own a piece
of every client Susie has.
Every client except Maisel.
[AARON] Yeah, how'd that happen?
You said they were there from the start.
- Yeah, why not Maisel?
- Mm-hmm.
I know, and I'm gonna tell you
right after I take a piss.
- Oh, Jesus Christ, Carmine.
Carmine, finish the story.
[STEWART] Let's bring
up our next speaker.
You know him. You're jealous of him.
He's an Oscar-nominated
producer, three times over,
an Emmy award-winning television genius.
Legendary executive producer
of The Gordon Ford Show,
- Mike Carr!
Hello, all.
- Hello, Susie.
- Mm-hmm.
I still owe you that lunch, don't I?
- I'll take the cash equivalent.
So, who is Susie Myerson?
She's the only person in America
whose life was made better by Arthur 2.
She's the only woman
who ever told Tom Cruise
- that he's "unfuckably short."
And she's the only person
I know who would get into
a screaming fight with Sidney Lumet
at Anne Bancroft's birthday party.
Susie and I met on Gordon Ford.
And just a quick side note about
someone I worked with closely
for a number of years there.
It is the ten-year
anniversary of the passing
of my old boss and mentor at
Gordon Ford, George Toledano.
A lot of you knew him.
A lot of you venerated him.
He was a good man who
never really got his due,
and I miss him every single day.
[AARON] Bull. Shit.
Mikey hated George with a passion.
But George was Gordon's guy.
Georgie made Gordon.
Hell, when George found him,
Gordon was doing traffic and weather
- in some bumfuck town.
- His sidekick was a chicken.
- Mr. Cock-a-doodle-doo.
That's not even a chicken sound.
- That's how lame it was.
But George saw something in
him, put him on the fast track.
Hell, everyone thought
the only way George
would leave Gordon's
side was in a coffin.
- [STEWART] So, what happened?
- Susie happened.
- Oh, yeah.
- What?
- I know this story.
- I do, too.
Okay, but I'm telling it.
Mike was the talent booker.
He and Susie started
getting all buddy-buddy.
Another odd couple, like her and Harry.
[MIDGE] No, you know how you
say a word too many times,
it stops sounding like a word?
Well, there's a word for that.
- What's the word?
- I can't remember the word.
Cess, you went to
Harvard. What's the word?
I don't know. I didn't major in words.
- [MIDGE] It's gonna bug me.
- She's doing the tennis pro.
- Get out.
- People say.
[AARON] Was it legit camaraderie
or just Susie working some angle?
Either way, the angle presented itself.
Hey, Mike. Who made that dumb rule
that anyone who works on the
show can't be on the show?
It's George.
George made the rule about
no one working on the
show appearing on the show.
It's some dumb superstition of his
dating back to, I don't know,
when he was a boy in Pompeii.
Gordon follows it 'cause
I don't know. I don't know anything.
George, huh?
- Semantic satiation!
[CECIL] That's two words.
[AARON] Susie didn't like George either.
Even before she became
the great Susie Myerson,
- small slights cut deep.
- Good morning.
Hi, George. You remember Susie.
I don't believe we've met.
Oh, you've definitely met.
- Have we?
- Only like half a dozen times.
- [CHUCKLES] Well, then good to see you.
- Mm.
[AARON] One thing Susie never liked
- was not being remembered.
- Pleasure's mine.
That man was in her sights.
One night, there's a
staff party in the studio.
Their 500th show, some shit like that.
The booze is free, so
of course Susie's there.
She gets bored, she
starts wandering around.
Don't push me like this, George!
Just get it the fuck done, Mike,
or I'll find somebody who can.
[AARON] Susie's super curious,
so she goes after Mike.
He treats me like I'm
the fucking receptionist.
Demeans me in front of the
staff every chance he gets.
- [AARON] Mike's had it.
- I've fucking had it.
- Does Gordon know that?
- Oh, he knows.
He's dangled me producing shows for him
when his network deal
closes, but guess what.
- They can't make a deal.
- What? Why?
Gordon's number one. What's the holdup?
I'd put fucking money on George
Toledano being the holdup.
[AARON] Susie had invested
a lot of time in Mike Carr,
and she did not want him to leave.
- George, huh?
- He could decide to, I don't know,
go into his father-in-law's
fucking plumbing business,
and what good would that do Susie?
She had a plumber, so she
decided to do some snooping.
Have you gone through his stuff?
- Whose stuff?
You can't do this.
Sure I can. Just watch.
There's security guards
that walk the floor.
They're all at the party.
Eh, bullshit, bullshit, bullshit.
Ooh. Why does he have rubber gloves?
I don't know, maybe
to go through my stuff.
[GROANS] Locked drawer.
These douchebags that
never open letters,
but they all have letter openers.
I truly despise that.
Okay, I can't be here. Goodbye.
[AARON] She's either the
best snoop in the business
or the luckiest son of a bitch
who ever walked the planet.
The gun was smoking
like a three-alarm fire,
and Mikey's life was about to change.
And as for George
Dorie, is it possible
you're more beautiful
today than yesterday?
I did change my lashes.
How's the best writing
staff in the business?
Nice suit, George.
Oh, you look trim,
Freddie. What's your secret?
[FREDDIE] Grapefruit, George.
[AARON] The poor bastard
never saw it coming.
Gordon would like you
and your personal effects
gone within the hour.
[AARON] Turns out George
was single-handedly
holding up Gordon's contract.
George wanted his mortgage paid off,
a new boat, a fucking horse farm,
a house for a "friend."
When Gordon heard, he blew his stack
and Mikey got the job.
Hey, Dinah! This one just winked at me.
[DINAH] Pigeons don't wink. It blinked.
It fucking winked, I'm telling you.
Good God, that amuses me.
Why does that amuse me so much?
It's because you're easily amused.
[AARON] It was all in a
day's work for Susie Myerson.
Goddamn, I love these things.
- [MIKE] So, Susie,
my old friend.
Old, old friend.
- You're very old.
I'll leave you with this.
- Okay.
- [MAN] Yeah, Susie!
- [RAY] Okay, okay.
You've taken your piss,
my brother, now talk.
Yeah, come on, spill.
How did Midge Maisel get
out from under the mob?
All right, so you know about
Midge's first husband, right?
The man who gave her the Maisel?
Well, I have worked for Joel Maisel,
and he is one tough son of a bitch,
- let me tell you.
- He just got out of the clink, right?
Yeah, he got caught up in that
big FBI sweep a few years back.
Blame Susie for that, too.
- Jesus.
- No.
Yeah. Now, the mob had
sunk their teeth into Susie
from the start, so
they owned Midge lock,
stock and barrel, and Joel
Maisel wasn't having it.
He's in your office.
Goddamn it.
[CARMINE] He'd just busted in,
demanded to know what they
were getting of his ex-wife's.
- Are you fucking crazy?
- Where are they?
- Where's what?
- Your books.
My accountant has 'em.
Not those books.
These books.
You know, there are laws
against breaking and entering.
Asshole. Asshole!
[CARMINE] It was all
there in black and white.
For every 100 bucks Midge made,
Susie got 15 and the mob got 30.
- I told you not to call the cops.
- I didn't.
This is my cousin Dougie,
he was meeting me for lunch.
- Nice to meet you.
- Nice to meet you.
Guys, wait. Hold up.
- So, you know this man?
- [SUSIE] Yes.
- Do you want to press charges?
- No.
It's a misunderstanding.
Care to explain the misunderstanding?
Nope. Just let him go.
Leave the premises.
- I'll make sure he goes.
- Rain check, Dougie?
- Joel, listen.
She's gonna make so much goddam money,
it's not gonna matter.
I will commit my life
to her, everything.
I'm gonna make this happen.
This situation, it'll be a footnote.
They own her, Susie.
I can fix this.
[CARMINE] He knew there was
no fixing it, not for Susie.
So, what does he do?
He walks straight into the lion's den.
I love those J-I-N-G-L-E bells ♪
Those holiday J-I-N-G-L-E bells ♪
Those happy J-I-N-G-L-E B-E
double-L-S ♪
- I love those ♪
- Can we help you?
Frank and Nicky, right?
I'm Joel Maisel. You got a minute?
We'll be right back, guys. Hey.
There's good.
You're Frank?
Yeah. That's Nicky.
You know, my mother actually
named me after St. Nicholas,
'cause I came out fat and jolly.
Plus, my pop got clipped on Christmas.
My kids are waiting. What's up?
You can't have Midge.
- What?
- You can't have her.
- You just can't.
- I don't get it.
We don't have Midge.
But you have Susie, right?
We don't talk about our clients.
Look, I'm not a schmuck.
I didn't come here empty-handed.
I've got something to offer in exchange.
- Really?
- What?
- Me.
- You?
Trying to picture you
in a cocktail dress.
I've got a place in
Chinatown. A nightclub.
Turns big profits, it's
got lines around the block.
- Chinatown, huh?
- Hmm. Tough market.
I'm fucking good at this, this business.
I make money.
And with the right financing,
I could expand quick,
quicker than what I'm doing now.
You guys do financing, right?
Yeah, we do financing.
Then let go of her.
Let her walk away.
Look, Joel, she's starting
to make good money.
She's the mother of my kids,
and I want her clear of this.
You've got kids.
- Give us a minute.
- Sure.
[FRANCESCA] Would you like a cookie?
I made them myself.
- Which one's the best?
- The star.
- Merry Christmas.
- Merry Christmas.
You ever been popped?
- No.
- Good.
The old man liked the idea.
You, as like, a front man.
He's already got ideas
for cities to put clubs in.
Cities we do business in.
Always open to ideas.
So, you'll leave Midge alone?
You got some balls on you,
pal, I'll give you that.
Yeah, we'll leave Midge alone.
So, what happens now?
We should get back to the kids.
Happy Hanukkah.
[CARMINE] He skirted charges
longer than anybody thought
he could, had good
lawyers, caught some breaks.
But ultimately they
threw the book at him,
hard, brought the whole
thing tumbling down.
- He took the full rap.
Protected that partner
of his, Archie Cleary,
made sure he was okay.
He supposedly stashed some
money in Bermuda or somewhere
for when he got out. Who knows?
And Midge, well, she never deserted him.
Susie Myerson.
Is she gay, is she
straight? Who can tell?
- But I've seen some of the deals she's closed
over the years, and one group of people
- I know she fucks is her clients.
But, you know, she
just got George Carlin
booked on a children's show. Yeah.
Next year he's taking
over for Ringo Starr
on Shining Time Cocksucker Shit Piss
- Fuck Cunt Tits Motherfucker Station.
So, Susie, you ready
for a special guest?
- No.
- Too bad.
It took three connecting
flights and two B-12 injections
to get our next guest here,
but get her here we did.
Ladies and gentlemen, Susie's
little sister Tessie Myerson.
- [WHOOPS] Yeah.
- Hiya, sis.
- Hello, Tess.
So, so, so,
so, what can I say about Susie Myerson
that hasn't been said about Pol Pot?
When I introduced her
to my twin daughters,
she said, "Two eights? Split 'em."
I should've been a comedian.
- [RAY] That was weird.
- [CARMINE] Super weird.
She just did everybody else's jokes.
Susie is the only person I know
who would get into a screaming fight
with Sidney Lumet at Anne
Bancroft's birthday party.
- Who is Sidney Lumet?
- Okay, Tessie, wrap it up.
But in all honesty, sis.
I'm thrilled to be here.
always been my rock,
and you've always been supportive of me.
Happy birthday.
- It's not my fucking birthday.
This woman.
This woman had belief and passion
for my singing career
when no one else did.
- Oh, boy.
- She is solely responsible
for my smash disco single
"Never Ever Gonna Stop."
It hit number 85 on the
Billboard Dance charts,
and it even made it to
number one in Indonesia.
I mean, I didn't even know
Indonesia was real before that,
and now I live there.
It was Susie's idea.
Anyway, I'm gonna liven
this morgue up a bit
and do it for you now. Hit it.
When I saw you at the nightclub ♪
You were dancing ♪
And then it just got fucking weirder.
Let me rub your face ♪
- While you shake your hips ♪
- Okay.
I'm just a baby girl who
wants to taste your lips ♪
You say you have to go ♪
But, boy, there's
something you should know ♪
It's that I'm never, never, ever ♪
Gonna stop loving you,
watching you, following you ♪
Never, never, ever gonna stop ♪
Hey, hey, you stopped
it before the best part.
- The sex groaning.
- There we go.
- Tessie Myerson, everybody.
- Keep boogying, people.
- Oh, yeah.
Talent sure runs in the family.
[CARMINE] So Susie did
that for her sister?
- That that was a nice thing?
- No
- Yes, it was a nice thing.
- She's not a total monster.
Yeah, she was a great manager,
up until she dumped me.
She was great because she'd
do anything for her client.
Do you know the Midge Maisel
Hawaiian wedding story?
- Spill it.
- Let's hear it.
I just hope to God it's true.
- Ah
- You hear that?
- [DINAH] Hear what?
The fucking ocean.
You can't hear the fucking ocean?
Sounds a little like traffic.
Hey, Marcy, get Lucius back on the line.
And is that a ukulele?
I am so at peace. Like,
for the first time ever.
I'm eating pineapple every day.
- I want to buy a house here.
Jesus Christ, you scared me.
I can't do this. I can't do this.
What, zip up? I'll help you zip up.
Not zip up. I can't do
this. I can't get married.
I'll call you back.
[DINAH] Oh, are you fucking kidding?
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.
It's a mistake. Can't do it.
Miriam, there are 700 people
here to see you get married.
- I know.
- In 20 minutes.
- I know.
- We rented a fucking island.
Flew people in from all over the world.
I know, I know.
The Jordan almond budget alone
could finance a Navy SEAL strike.
I hate Jordan almonds.
You are getting married.
- No.
- Yes.
- No, No!
- Yes. Why?! Why?
I don't love him.
You didn't love the last guy either.
That didn't stop you.
It's not him. Philip is great.
He really is, but there's love
and then there's love, you know.
And then there's love.
And I don't have that
right kind of love-love
for him, you know?
I am gonna beat you with a pineapple.
I know it's crazy, but I was in my room
and I looked at myself in this outfit
and I thought, this
is not a good outfit.
- This outfit is a cry for help.
- The pants were surprising.
And the guest list?
This started off as an intimate wedding.
Thirty people, 50. Just
our closest friends.
Then it just kept
expanding and expanding
till it turned into
this 700-headed monster.
Comedians I barely know,
relatives I have never met.
Four ex-boyfriends.
So many bad vibes. What was I thinking?
The more the merrier?
He has no sense of humor.
I need a man who makes
me laugh at breakfast,
and he just doesn't make me laugh.
I hate him for that.
I shouldn't hate him,
- but I do.
- I am loving Philip Roth.
- Such a gentleman.
He just gave me a
complete set of his books.
Signed. Terrific guy.
He seems to have it in for
that Norman Mailer fellow,
also very charming.
Are we ready to go?
I think I'm still in love with Joel.
- What?
- Joel's not funny either.
- What's happening?
- Get this.
She is considering backing
out of the fucking marriage,
until she comes to her fucking senses
and stops looking for crazy reasons
to back out of the fucking marriage.
I'm sorry, I'm still in love with Joel.
- Joel who?
- Joel Grey?
No, Joel Maisel.
Why would you say Joel Grey?
Because you dated Joel Grey.
You were engaged to Joel
Grey until you called it off.
Because he didn't make you laugh.
You picking up on a pattern here?
Philip is a great lover.
- Ew.
- Miriam.
- Hey, hey.
- I'm sorry, I'm making a mental pro/con list,
and that is a pro.
A big pro. And he's smart.
And he's very easy to buy shoes for.
Oh, God, I'm running out of pros.
What about the band?
The band is all set up and ready to go.
We'll just have to pay them off.
It's Three Dog Night.
You don't just pay off Three Dog Night.
And we flew in special
musical guests to join them.
Marvin Gaye, Jim Croce.
- Oh, I love Jim Croce.
- I know.
That's why I fucking arranged
to surprise you with Jim Croce.
And Grand Funk Railroad.
Grand Funk Railroad? The hard rock band?
I don't like Grand Funk Railroad.
- You told me you did.
- I told you I like funk music,
not Grand Funk Railroad.
Well, they're here, they're high,
and they're ready to play.
We paid for the cake.
Do we get our money back for the cake?
I can't go through with this.
Sorry, I just can't.
Well, are you gonna let him know that?
'Cause he thinks he's getting
married in ten minutes.
I can't. I can't be the one to tell him.
I just can't.
Miriam, I have done a lot
for you over the years.
I jumped onto a subway track
to retrieve your third-favorite hat.
I came to your apartment at
4:00 a.m. to kill a cockroach.
Turned out to be a raisin.
I've euthanized three
of your elderly pets.
I've wrung out your wet
bras on hotel terraces.
I wrestled a Turkish police
officer to the ground,
I kept Ethel Merman
away from you, but this,
this has nothing to do with your career.
It's your personal life, and
I got to start drawing lines,
and I'm starting today.
I'm sorry, but you get
yourself out of this.
[SUSIE] She needs someone
to laugh with, Philip,
and you just don't make her laugh.
Yes, I-I've read Portnoy's
Complaint. It's very funny.
You just don't make her
laugh at the breakfast table.
That's the bottom line.
Then you should have read
Portnoy's Complaint aloud
at the fucking breakfast
table, I don't know.
Here's the thing. She
likes funk, not Grand Funk.
Really, this is your fault
because you picked the
name, it's very confusing.
It was a very expensive cake.
My girl's on the phone
with the cake place now.
It was a very expensive cake.
Maybe they can resell it.
It was a very expensive cake.
I will get you your
money back, I promise.
[AARON] It took her
weeks to undo the mess,
and the whole thing cost
her a bloody fortune.
The cake was quite pricey.
[AARON] She couldn't resist Midge,
especially when she was vulnerable.
See, Midge drove herself
hard, and Susie knew it.
She was a perfectionist and
took a lot of risks onstage.
- There's got to be something
- And, shit, most of 'em paid off.
The cake is customized.
It's a specific flavor
[AARON] Susie always
had a tremendous amount
of respect for her.
A loyalty that couldn't be shaken.
But it was more than that.
Really, in a way, it was love.
[BAKER] But you don't
have to throw it out.
You can donate it to a charity.
[AARON] And in succeeding
years, three of Philip Roth's
most loathsome characters
were based directly on Susie.
Hawaii fucking sucks.
So what happened? Anyone know?
- What happened with what?
- Between Midge and Susie.
They were inseparable.
What the fuck happened?
Lost in the fog of war.
- I don't think anyone knows.
- Anyone alive, at least.
I do.
Susie told me one night
when she was drunk.
A year later, Midge told me the story
one night when she was drunk.
- [AARON] Well?
- [RAY] Did the stories even match?
Some things did, some didn't.
But I think I got the gist.
And where it all happened, holy shit.
[CANTOR] Da'amiran be'almah ♪
Ve'imru ♪
[ALL] Amen ♪
We begin with the silent Amidah,
which can be found on page 382.
Little cutie.
I couldn't resist.
- Does Chava scare you, too?
- Huh?
Corporal Chava, does she
scare the shit out of you?
'Cause I think one of these
days you're gonna find my body
in a date tree.
Hey, you okay?
It's just really warm in here.
- And Chava's terrifying.
Excuse me, gentlemen, may we help you?
FBI, Rabbi.
- I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
What? Why?
I had no idea they'd come here.
[ETHAN] Papa, what's happening?
your godless mother done now?
Damn it, Chava, I understand
a decent amount of Hebrew.
- Joel, what is going on?
- They're here for me.
- For you? Why?
- Read this.
- It's everything you should know.
- Joel.
- You're looking for me. I'm Joel Maisel.
- Papa.
Hands behind your back, please.
I truly hate New York.
Mr. Maisel, you're under arrest.
What?! No, this-this is a mistake.
You have the right to remain silent
- It's not.
- Joel, what happened?
- Read the letter.
- You have the right to an attorney.
I have a criminal attorney.
Why do you have a criminal attorney?
- Let's go.
- Joel?!
You rang?
Pretty dramatic place to meet.
Where is everybody? Where's the family?
Joel's been arrested.
- What? When?
- About an hour ago.
Right in the middle of services.
Holy shit. For what?
- Oh, I think you know.
- No, I don't.
Racketeering, wire
fraud, money laundering.
Jesus, that's that's terrible.
Yes, it is.
He did this for me.
For you? What are you talking about?
You sold me to Frank and Nicky.
- You sold me to the mob.
- I did not.
And Joel made a trade years ago.
Him for me. It's all here.
- Miriam
- He'll be in jail for years, Susie.
Now, wait a minute.
You knew I was involved with those guys.
You knew Frank and Nicky.
But you told me I was free of them,
and I wasn't, not until
Joel did what he did.
Okay, news flash. This
is show business, lady.
- You lied to me.
- That's show business, too.
Don't talk down to me.
When you and I started,
those guys owned everyone.
Everyone who had no one
looking out for them.
Oh, now don't talk down to me.
Who owns you now, Susie, today?
Who owns me? I own myself.
- That's not what people tell me.
- What people?
They say all these casinos
you've been booking me in
is to pay off your
goddamn gambling debts.
Oh, so let me get this
straight. You're saying you hate
those big casino paychecks?
Huh? The suites with the private pools,
that's making you feel owned?
I didn't want to do
those casino gigs, Susie,
- but you kept pushing and pushing.
- Not true!
I've been on the road for
15 years, I needed a break.
And you slammed me into
three shows a night,
six nights a week.
Christmas off, Thanksgiving
off, Hanukkah off!
No one gets fucking Hanukkah off.
Jackie Mason doesn't get Hanukkah off.
How much do you owe
Caesars, Susie? Harrah's?
- Hold on.
- The Flamingo?
- The Sands?
- Who are these people telling you all of this?
I want names.
Why, so you can blackball them?
- Or worse?
- Or worse?
Miriam, you know me. You know who I am.
Do I?
Twenty-five years you've
known me. We're friends.
Boy, that's convenient.
The first time you call me a friend
is when you're caught.
My team's gonna order
an audit of your books.
- An audit?
- I hope you don't fight them.
You used to trust me.
You sound like George Toledano now.
In fact, this is exactly
what he did to Gordon.
Made deals behind his back.
It's what got him fired.
You're comparing me to George Toledano?
Fuck you! You are a star because of me.
Or in spite of you.
You were a housewife. You were nothing.
You should leave.
I'm not leaving.
Al is right outside the door.
Oh, you're gonna have your security
escort me out of the building?
Are you fucking kidding me?!
Fine. I got what I needed out of you.
Wish I could say the same.
You ungrateful cunt.
This is how I'm gonna
remember you, Susie.
- [STEWART] Well, it's that time
nobody's been waiting for.
Buckle up, because I bring
you our guest of honor
- and she's not here.
What the hell? I thought
we locked the doors.
- [THE B-52'S: "ROAM"]
- Around the world ♪
The trip begins with a kiss ♪
I bowl with the gals from The B-52's.
I'm gonna tell them to book
you in their next video.
You're phenomenal.
- You're up, boss.
- Christ on the cross, all right.
Adios, amigos.
Without wings, without wheels ♪
Susie, good.
- Hope everything came out okay.
Our guest of honor,
everyone, Susie Myerson.
Wow. Over 30 years in the business,
and this is who shows
up to celebrate me.
- It's a real who's who of who gives a fuck.
I mean, I haven't been this uninterested
in what a group of people
had to say since that time
- I went to an AA meeting.
Now, what's there to
say about Aaron Lebowitz?
This man has a roster of
some of the best comics
that I dropped five years ago.
They're funnier than that joke.
Face it, you are the
Jim Belushi of managers
who couldn't even sign Jim Belushi.
And Carmine, wow.
I will say this. You
have one of the most
unique acts in comedy.
Unfortunately it's Sam Kinison's.
Before I got up here, I found out
this isn't a paid gig for any of you,
which means my ass isn't
getting paid either,
so I'll make it fucking brief.
I'm supposed to say
something sincere now, yeah?
Okay. Uh, you know,
this is the only business
that would ever put up
with a bitch like me.
- Suckers!
Always an inspiration. Thank you, Susie.
- You get the cream puffs?
- Right here.
Get my car.
Now hold it right there, young lady.
We got one more thing to throw at you.
- Ah, fuck me with a fork.
We have a special
video tribute. Fun, huh?
You'll like this.
Lower the screen, guys.
Okay, what's the rush?
Do we or do we not have the latest
in cutting-edge technology, people?
Come on, come on.
Dim the lights, guys.
- [IMOGENE] Fuckity-fuck.
- What the hell is this?
[MIDGE] Forget the tripod,
you're not making Citizen Kane.
[WOMAN] No. No way in hell.
Okay. While my friend Imogene performs
variations on scenes from Chinatown,
let me proceed.
So, hey there.
Have you had fun trying to avoid
- saying my name all night?
Hope none of you had the breaded shrimp.
They've been in the
freezer since the last time
Jerry Lewis was funny.
- You know, I thought about making a sex tape
just to crank this party up a notch,
- but I was afraid it would get laughs.
I'm sorry I couldn't be
there in person tonight,
although I dressed for the occasion.
I'm actually in New Mexico.
- [IMOGENE] Kansas.
- Kansas. Sorry.
I was wondering why New Mexico
- had a Wizard of Oz museum.
Now, a lot of you have said
a lot of appropriately
inappropriate things
about Susie Myerson tonight,
most of which is probably earned
and half of which is probably true,
so you've got that covered.
What I'm here to say
is that Susie made me what I am today.
She saw a nervous breakdown
and turned it into a career.
No, a life.
I don't know if I ever really
thanked you for that, Susie.
Don't get me wrong, we had our spats.
Oh, many, many spats.
And one really big one towards the end.
But we had our good times, too.
I've gotten to hang out with
some of the funniest people
on the planet, but no one's
made me laugh like Susie.
I've gotten a little nostalgic lately
thinking about those years.
Remember the plunger?
Do you have that still?
And the arthritis telethon
and hiding from Sophie Lennon.
"Doink"? Remember "doink"?
And the smell of the Gaslight.
I was thinking about
Jackie the other day.
I still miss that weirdo.
What do you say
What do you say we get together
next time I'm back in town?
We'll meet on neutral
turf, anywhere you want.
Anywhere but a synagogue.
The Jews have suffered enough.
I hope you want to do
that, and soon, 'cause
we are not getting any younger.
tits up, old friend.
- Tits up.
And I hope to see you soon.
- You got to turn off the camera.
[IMOGENE] I can't find the button.
[MIDGE] It's the same button
you pushed to turn it on.
[IMOGENE] Fuckity-fuck.
[MIDGE] Right there.
It's the little red
How's that for a finale, people?
- Get me a number for Midge.
- Her girl just called it in.
Car's all ready.
[STEWART] Thank you all for coming.
Oh, and no one gets
out without pitching in
at least a hundred bucks
to the Jackie Dellapietra Foundation.
[SUSIE] At least.
Think I'm gonna walk home, Dennis.
Nice night for it, ma'am.
Yeah. Nice night.
The words I have to say ♪
May well be simple, but they're true ♪
Until you give your love ♪
There's nothing more that we can do ♪
Love is the opening door ♪
Love is what we came here for ♪
No one could offer you more ♪
Do you know what I mean? ♪
Have your eyes really seen? ♪
You say it's very hard ♪
To leave behind the life we knew ♪
But there's no other way ♪
And now it's really up to you ♪
Love is the key we must turn ♪
Truth is the flame we must burn ♪
Freedom the lesson we must learn ♪
Do you know what I mean? ♪
Have your eyes really seen? ♪
Love is the opening door ♪
Love is what we came here for ♪
No one could offer you more ♪
Do you know what I mean? ♪
Have your eyes really seen? ♪
Do you know what I mean? ♪
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