"Previously on "mad men"..." "When I told you-you had everything..." "I was wrong." "I'm serious don,don't talk to me about her." "That makes me feel cruel." "You always get what you want don't you?" "I got you." "Advertising..." "Really?" "Work." "I still don't understand what you do." "Draper..." "Who knows anything about that guy?" "No one's ever lifted that rock." "Dick?" "Richard whipin?" "Holy smokes... is that you?" "Mad Men Season 1 Episode 05 oh!" "Well,this will look good in your office." "What,take that thing on the train like some kid who won at the four h?" "Besides,no one wants to look like they care about awards." "But you do." "Isn't it sad?" "Roger was very eloquent." "Um,he likes to be recognized for selling, creative is less important." "Creative helps sell." "But he gave the speech." "Look at you in this tuxedo." "Say it for me..." "Pleasure to meet you,mrs." "Draper." "Enchanted." " Ow." " Oh..." " Hey..." " mmm..." "It's 8 o'clock." "Shit." "Oh,my lord." "Mommy-mommy,ethel's downstairs, she's making us breakfast." "Daddy's boss won an award." "Daddy won one too." "An award for good horses?" "Go downstairs and eat something." "I think there's alka seltzer in the kitchen." "Are you okay?" "Yeah,just do it in the kitchen," "I don't want to hear the bubbles." " Congratulations,mr." "Draper." " Thank you." "I hear advertising age ran a picture." "Fortunately,no one reads that." "That's really amazing." "I'll get mr." "Campbell and mr." "Kinsey, they wanted you to know, they were waiting but they left." "That's rude." "They said something about the new key award going to your head." " Congratulations by the way." " Thank you." "Congratulations to you too." "Thank you,peggy." "Congratulations for what, being the only one on time for this meeting?" "Oh,I was just telling peggy," "I got a short story published." "Good for you." "With the atlantic monthly." "Look at that." "Congratulations." "Thank you." "What does this have to do with you,kenny?" ""Tapping a maple on a cold vermont morning."" "cosgrove here got a story published in the,uh..." "The atlantic monthly." "You're kidding?" "I look forward to reading it." "Keep it,I've got copies." "Congrats indeed!" "A thing like that!" "You're a writer,you write?" "Well,yes." "The weird thing is short fiction is not my strong suit," "I have two novels." "Novels,about what?" "One is about a roughneck on an oil rig, who has to move to manhattan because his wife's mother is sick." "The other one is,well,a woman who's a widow, she kind of got stuck with this family farm, no one will help her except this boy." "Those don't even sound stupid." "Thanks." "I mean,they both sound good." "Want to read one?" "I do,but I also want to talk about liberty capital savings." "Right." "Talk,one of you." "As you know,jack carney says they want a new promotion, interest rates are level, some kind of irresistible fireworks that bring people to the bank, even if it's just to visit." "I hate it when they say fireworks." "Especially when they keep talking about a toaster with a warming tray on top,or a blender." "A blender's nice." "Jack keeps talking about escalating the toaster awards in order to lure women in, which is silly when you think about it, because other than a few working girls, most women aren't in charge of the banking." "Not in my house." "They visit the bank." "They do." "All we do is try to get the girls in, families,but you know what?" "Men need their own accounts, beyond the family." "Men." "Oh,I can see that,discretion,discretionary." "Statements sent to the office." "Yes." "Liberty capital private account." "No..." "Executive account." "Ah..." "That's why he won an award." "The accounts won the award." "I have a call for you from vics biterbeck." "Hello,mr." "Biterbeck." "It's me and don't ask who or you'll spoil the mood." "Who's vics?" "The trumpeter." "I was thinking about playing the horn this afternoon." "Where are you calling me from?" "I just had a phone put in." "Really,instant connection, just like that night at the ticket booth in grand central." "Midge,I'm at work." "Just get down here." "I want you to pull my hair and ravish me, and leave me for dead." "I'll be back after lunch." "Kenneth cosgrove,I think I'm gonna vomit." "Who in the hell is ken cosgrove?" "He's from burlington,vermont, his father is a salesman." "What the hell does that have to do with it?" "I can't believe he got published and didn't tell anyone,until it came out." "Well,he kept walking around like the idiot he is." "I have this story about this crazy night I had, where I ended up in jersey city with all these negroes, and we all got along, can you imagine how good that story is?" "No." "It is." "It's a national magazine." "Yep." "That hurts too." "That was it..." "That's what I called for." "You can go." "You can't call me at work." "You're scared I'm gonna get lonely all the time, start having conversations with you, and ring you all the time saying," ""when are you gonna come over?"" "this is working right now." "And it worked today." "Look,I'm sorry your life is in a million pieces, it'd be easier for you to have one less." "I hurt your feelings." "You didn't like my call a little bit?" "I'm here." "Yeah,and you waited until you were done to make me feel bad about the phone call." "I like that you come in here, acting like somebody else." "Must be so intense above 14th street." "And you shoot down on the train..." "That look,when I open that door, sometimes you're preoccupied, but then you always..." "Well you always..." "Change gears." "I don't even think about it." "I know." "I like being your medicine." "Okay." "What's wrong with it?" "Just tell me,I can tell you don't like it." "Oh,I do!" "And I love that you're sitting alone at your typewriter, drinking a scotch,thinking it up." "But you don't like it?" "I mostly read the classics, it seemed strange to me,it's too modern." "Really?" "That's kind of a compliment, but I don't think you mean it that way." "I just think it's odd that the bear is talking." "The bear is not talking." "It's what the hunter imagines the bear to be thinking." "Well,it's well written,why don't you submit it?" "I was going to when I finish dickering with it." "You can run it by charlie fittich, he has one of those big publishing jobs,doesn't he?" "Your friend,laura,kept saying how he makes things happen there." "Why would I do that?" "Because he can help us." "Call him,ask him to look at the story." "Why now?" "Do you know who ken cosgrove is?" "He's an account executive just like me, did you know that?" "My father reads the damn atlantic." "So what!" "You don't want to be a writer," "I thought it was a hobby." "He's out there,people know who he is." "Pumpkin,charlie fittich?" "I'm surprised." "You can tell what this means to me." "You said you'd do anything for me." "I don't understand you." "You were so upset when I told you." "Told me about what?" "Peter..." "Told me about what?" "That he was my first." "Well..." "This helps make up for that." "Let charlie fittich see what he's been missing." "Okay." "Morning." "Oh,good morning." "Traffic meeting is starting in the conference room." "Really?" "Cosgrove,I'm serious," "I think it shows tremendous fortitude, and I'd like to see more of it around here, people finishing things." "I guarantee that in the bottom drawer of every desk in this place is the first ten pages of a novel." "But?" "The story itself was not much to my liking, but I think it showed an uncanny understanding of what most people like." "I guess so." "What'd you get paid for that,$100 bucks?" "About that." "Ought to keep you working here." "So,miss holloway,would you like to take the reins?" "Let's start with maytag,mr." "Cosgrove." "You want to complain about the copy now that you're a big writer?" "Production needs 50 percent up front, and we're waiting on a check." "And when will you be calling the client about that?" "Well,I spoke with them last week, and I'll check with them again this afternoon." "Aren't you good." "Rio de janeiro?" "The double page spread we ran in life, and town and country,was so successful they want to resize the ad to run in reader's digest." "Big ad." "Little magazine." "Sal's problem." "Lucky strike?" "Don." "Sales are great,lawsuit is pending, you're the one who's supposed to keep an eye out on what's happening in washington." "After the election." "I'm sorry,do you mind?" "I'll take any excuse to get out of this meeting." "His name is adam wigman." "Uh..." "Tell him,uh... where is he?" "Reception." "I should,uh..." "I have to deal with this." "Sure-sure,you better come back now." " I got this." " Reception." "can I help you?" "Can I help you?" "It's you." "It's really you." "Dick,I can't believe it." "I don't know what you're talking about." "I know,I'm grown up,but dick,it's me, it's adam..." "Your little brother." "It's don." "It says donald draper,but I knew it was you." "Are you upset?" "Are you mad at me?" "I don't even know who you are." "Uh,I know I look different," "I grew up tall,okay?" "But it's me,dick." "Look,I'm a janitor at american calculator in the empire state building, and I found this in someone's trash," "I thought I saw a ghost." "I think you've mistaken me for someone else." "You can't even look at me." "Okay,you're at work," "I can come back another time." "No." "There's a coffee shop three blocks west of here,delight," "I'll meet you there at noon." "That's swell." "and everything's all set for the liberty capital meeting?" "Yes,of course,all set." "Well,thank you all." "I'm glad everybody could make it sound like they're working so hard." "I can't believe this,it is really you." "What do you want from me?" "I don't understand this." "You have nothing to say to me?" "Nothing to ask me?" "Dick,I thought you were dead and you're right here." "That's not me." "Can't you even say my name?" "Adam..." "That's not me." "It is." "What happened to you?" "Why did you do that?" "Why did you leave me?" "I couldn't go back there." "I knew you weren't dead." "I knew I saw you that day, hiding in the window in your uniform." "I was only eight but I knew it was you." "That was a long time ago." "I can't believe when I saw that picture in the paper," "I thought,it looks exactly like him, except around the eyes." "Donald draper?" "What kind of name is that?" "What difference does it make?" "People change their names." "I guess." "What happened to her?" "Mom?" "She wasn't my mother, she never let me forget that." "She's gone..." "Stomach cancer." "Good." "Uncle mac took it pretty hard,he passed too." "Are you sure you don't want anything?" "I know I've got this lump in my throat," "I'd love to eat right now,but I can't." "Did you miss me at all?" "Of course I did." "It's good to see you." "You look well." "I would of rather had lunch with you." "I know,but I have an appointment with the decorator for our new apartment, another time,I promise." "You said you enjoyed the story." "Yes,I did, as much as anyone can enjoy that kind of thing." "So,you like it or you didn't like it?" "What matters is that I publish it,right?" "Yes,it does." "Have you been seeing laura still?" "Yes,she's terrific,fun." "She really is." "Trudy,I want to talk to you about something that has nothing to do with this." "Okay." "I miss you." "I miss being with you." "That's very sweet to hear." "I know you're married." "It doesn't have to be more than just being with you." "I can't." "Charlie,I..." "No,I can't,I'm a newlywed." "Maybe like in some movie, sometime in the future when we're old, maybe then." "I want you now,I don't want you old," "I want you now." "I know you'll never leave him." "I can keep a secret." "No,charlie..." "Please." "Sally,don't run." "Okay." "Hello." "Hello." "My goodness,you're mrs." "Draper,aren't you?" "Hello,you must be peggy." "I recognized your voice." "So nice to finally meet you in person." "This is sally and robert, we're here for our portrait." "Of course,I guess I knew that." "Is he in there?" "Um,not right now,but please go inside." "I'll be right back." "Joan?" "Oh my god,joan,I need your help." "Let go of me." "Mrs. Draper is here, and they're having their portrait taken, and he snuck out, and I don't know who to lie to." "Calm down,just breath slowly." "Mr. Draper is out and I don't think" "I'm supposed to know where he went." "That happens." "But they're taking their pictures today, and I would of reminded him, but he slipped out before I could." "It's his fault,he comes and goes, and never says anything." "Where is he?" "If I make an excuse to mrs." "Draper, she could catch him in it, especially if she just leaves,It's his fault,he comes and goes, then he'll know that I know where he was." "Where is he?" "I don't know." "You do know,and you're going to tell me, or I'm not going to tell you what to do." "I can't believe you." "Well?" "He sees this woman." "He saw her the other day." "He came back all greasy and calm." "No." "Oh god,now I told you." "I'm the worst secretary in the world." "Who is she?" "I don't care... please hurry." "Peggy,use your noodle." "You're making this so complicated." "You go out there and you entertain her and the brats." "Get some hershey bars from the cart, and tell her that you don't know where he is, and you forgot to remind him,it is the truth, and when he comes back,let him have an excuse," "he'll have one." "And you'll just start apologizing for,well, just how stupid you are." "That's probably what I would of done anyway." "Oh god,now I really shouldn't of told you." "You shouldn't of told me." "I'm not gonna tell anybody, but you shouldn't of told anybody that." "This isn't how I imagined it." "I'm sorry." "You keep saying you're sorry." "Where were you all this time?" "Around,here mostly." "I'm not mad at you,I just want to know." "I mean,look at you." "Who is,donald draper?" "I mean,do you have a wife,kids?" "I'm gonna go." "That's it?" " Want me to pay for lunch?" " No" "Let me." "You didn't have anything." "I don't understand why you're being like this." "When I was little,I used to imagine this day happening, and here it is." "I don't understand..." "I'm family." "I just want to be a part of your life." "Adam,that's not gonna happen." "I'm gonna walk out that door." "That's it." "I'm not buying your lunch, because this never happened." "I don't like black licorice either." "Are you sure we should wait?" "I think so,I can't believe I forgot." "Oh,are you missing your lunch?" "No,it's okay,I brought it." "Well,you'll probably be going out tonight, might as well take it easy." "That's true." "Do you have a boyfriend,a steady?" "Um,no,I work a lot." "Some blind dates." "I remember those..." "The disappointments." "Yeah." "Mr. Draper's office." "How's it going?" "No thank you,I'm staying in." "Mr. Draper treating you well?" "Yes,he's been very patient while I've been learning the ropes around here." "Don't you just hate it when his mouth runs on and on?" "Excuse me?" "I'm joking." "You probably know more about him than I do." "You look so beautiful in that light, you should take the picture right there." "Well,I-I did want to look good." "Mr. Draper,I..." "The portrait." "What happened,where were you?" "We were just about to leave." "I'm so embarrassed,I forgot to remind you." "No,I forgot to check in before I went to the printer." "I'm such a fool," "I don't know where my head is." "I'm so sorry,mrs." "Draper,please forgive me." "No,it's nothing." "All we need is some wet paper towels to get the chocolate off, before we go in front of the lens." "We'll have to do that on the way, they must be waiting for us at the studio,come on." "Nice to meet you." "Don't worry about that." "Thank you." "they're terrible." "No,they're not." "Don was late,it ruined the whole thing." "Oh,carleton's always late." "You can see what's important to them." "We are very important to them,stop it." "How'd you like to be in helen bishop's family portrait?" "There's a big hole there,believe me." "I want to take them again anyway." "Sally looks fat." "I don't think so." "The worst part is,don will think they're fine." "Here,maybe this one." "Blow that one up." "It will hold you until the christmas card." "The color is off on these too." "Am I wrong?" "I really expect the royal treatment when I go to don's office, and I seldom get it." "It's like walking into another country, where I don't speak the language." "At carleton's,I feel like I'm stupid, all that manhattan talk." "Our husbands..." "They're our better out here,aren't they?" "Infinitely." "We took your idea of product, and applied it directly to the bank." "Banking products not household products." "You said banking products weren't sexy." "We went down some really dumb roads like bank accounts for children, and then don here had this roaming candle of an idea,don?" "I think paul has a handle on this." "The modern executive is a busy man, he leads a complicated life." "He has business expenses, family,leisure, how are you supposed to keep all that straight?" "Well,now liberty capital is gonna help you with that." "Okay,what is this?" "An account for a man that is private, the statements come to the office,not your home." "I see,for organizing your life." "If it needs it." "Liberty for the libertine." "That's good." "Does this say that to you?" "It will if you put the word private in there, instead of liberty,executive private account." "What are you laughing at?" "A portion of our customers are already," "I believe,doing this, there's just no name for it, and we had no way to charge them." "I li the torch,it says don't get burned." "It could start some uncomfortable conversations in a lot of homes,but, um,it's better than a calendar." "Let's talk placement." "Hello." "I opened everything but that one." "If you change your maind.#5G one is about a roughneck on an oil rig, who has to move to manhattan because his wife's mother's sick." "The other is about..." "You know,I just finished reading it, it's really a great story." "Thank you,that means a lot." "It's nice to see someone's passion be rewarded." "You know what?" "I don't have a copy of it, and I wanted to give it to my girlfriend." "Hey!" "You said you got like 50 more copies,right?" "Maybe I do,if not, it's on every newsstand in town." "Good to hear." "You're leaving?" "Yes,for the day." "Oh,okay." "I'm going home." "You can reach me there if necessary." "I always wondered why he's ignored me, probably cause he's so good looking, he can go outside the office for whatever he wants, most of these fellows can't." "He seemed different to me." "Well,either way,you have to do your job." "Keep his record clean here and at home, honestly,if he sees that in you, you are a solid gold." "That's my job?" "Yes,that's his private life..." "Private, that's how these men are,and it's why we love them." "I don't love him." "Fine,look if you're even thinking about passing judgement, then you're in the wrong business." "Okay." "You need to relax." "I have never come over here and not seen you with a look on your face that said," ""I need a drink."" "this job is odd." "But it's the best." " Listen,kenny." " What?" "Listen,I know I've been a bear, but I've been competing neck and neck with people in this place," "I didn't know I was competing with you too." "You lost." " Hello,sweetheart." " Hello,dear." "Ah..." "Well,I have some good news." "Charlie fittich came by the house this afternoon." "Did he,here?" "I guess your lunch did go well." "Wasn't lunch,I told you that." "So what did he say?" "Don't tease me." "He said he was going to get you published." "That is incredibly swell news!" "When..." "Where?" "Boys life magazine." "What?" "It's a $40 fee,and a lot of people read it." "Are you kidding me,boys-boys life?" "That story was good enough for the new yorker, and don't act like those magazines do everything on merit." "I thought you'd be happy." "For a year's work." "You don't want me to have what I want?" "You're going to be published." "Boys life..." "Probably next to some ad for exploding cigars." "I could of gotten you in the new yorker, or in the encyclopedia brittanica if I wanted to." "So,why didn't you?" "Why would you do that to me?" "Why would you put me in that position?" "I talked to my father about the house in cape may." "He said our dates are good, august won't be a problem." "That's good." "I wish it wasn't so far from the city, then we'd see more of you." "It's not that far." "And I hate you spending august in the office." "Although I liked your girl,peggy,she's fresh." "As the driven snow." "You sound disappointed." "Did you read some terrible article in look magazine that I should know about?" "I like her." "A woman can't just not remark on her husband's secretary." "Don,are you okay?" "No,I just might have to go back to the office," "I haven't decided yet." "phone!" "Hello." "I need to see you tonight,are you busy?" "For you,of course not." "Good,I'm leaving now." "From where?" "25 minutes." "I don't even know what you drink." "Whatever you have." "I'm so glad you changed your mind." "Come in,sit down." "I know it's terrible,it's temporary,I-I hope." "Look at you..." "You look more like you now." "I came here because I wanted to talk to you, and explain something to you." "Yeah,you gotta stop that kind of talk." "This isn't so hard." "Adam,listen to me," "I have a life, and it only goes in one direction,forward." "What are you drinking,gin?" "I found it in one of the offices,under a couch, three quarts,figured I could take one." "Coffee." "I can do that." "So,no abigail,no uncle mac,nobody huh?" "I know,it's strange." "Your office is really nice." "I figure from that award,you must be pretty important." "I don't know,I guess so." "Well,everyone always said, you were too smart for your own good." "Of course,uncle mac thought you were soft, but you're not,are ya?" "No,I'm not." "What are you doing?" "It's $5000." "That's all there is." "I want you to take it, and I want you to leave new york, and I don't want to see or hear from you ever again." "That's not what I wanted." "That's not right." "That's all I can do for you." "You're serious,aren't you?" "You thought I was dead..." "Just go back to thinking that." "Where do I go?" "Adam,that is $5000." "Make your own life." "I have too much here." "Its gonna be okay." "how'd it go?" "Cris averted?" "Yes,papers are on my desk." "Do you want to go visit the kids?" "No,I just want to go to sleep." "I want to talk to you about something, and I don't want you to get upset." "I won't." "I know you hate going to my family's house in cape may, and I know even though my father..." "No,it's great-it's great." "I'm looking forward to it already,I swear." "But I know you don't like that my father might be there for part of it." "I just don't like the way he looks at me." "You took away his little girl." "I was thinking..." "Maybe we should just buy a summer house, something closer that's ours." "I mean,I know we had a good year." "I don't know,bets," "I think cape may will be fine." "We're not that flush right now." "Oh." "There's nothing to be worried about," "I'd just rather wait til' next year." "Good..." "Because I like seeing my dad."