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The
C.A.C. of whup-ass Bette has some
projects lined up and is expecting the Peabody Foundation
to come through for her. But Bette's boss is concerned,
because Peggy Peabody is stepping down, and her daughter
Helena is taking over.
Franklin:
"The good news is that she's one of your
people."
Bette: "One of my people?"
Franklin: "Mm hmm."
Bette: "What are you referring
to? What, is she a Yale graduate? Is she an art
history major? Is she a mulatto gal, is that what
you're trying to say?"
Franklin: "I meant she's
a lesbian."
Bette: "And why is that
a good thing?"
Franklin: "Because I thought
your paths might have crossed. It could be useful."
Bette: "Right, because
me and my people, we're all on a first-name
basis."
Franklin: "May I suggest
you get on one? Because if we lose that grant..."
Bette: "Franklin, if you
want me to go to New York and make nice, I will.
But please, stop panicking. I'll handle it."
You
can say that Bette's being bitchy or whatever (especially
because last season she did seem somewhat willing
to play the "my people " card), but the
real question is why Franklin hasn't learned not to
cross Bette or provoke her. He's probably tried to
feed a grizzly bear too.
Just
to prove my point, James interrupts and says Brad
Green (the SUV guy) is on the phone for Bette. Franklin
and the other C.A.C. people just sort of sit and stare
as Bette proceeds to shred the guy. She tells him
he's not going to get a blank check just because he
yells like a "fucking banshee." She also
calls him a "dwarf," which of course isn't
nice, but do you see that vest she's wearing? It's
some sort of fetishy thing that laces up in the back,
and she can call me a dwarf or a banshee or anything
she wants to, if she's going to wear that. Talk about
asserting your dominance.
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