Ruddy deals with the fallout from the disastrous press conference while Evans creates a plan to save Paramount; Bettye takes action as the first day of filming is compromised due to collisions with Gulf & Western, Paramount, and the Mafia.
Charlie: You fucked me, Ruddy. You fucked me good! You destroyed my company. Al: I'm sorry, but it's not my job to care about your company. My job is to do what's best for the movie, and I would do it all over again.
Ali: You're literally going to New York right now? Bob: If Ruddy manages to survive this thing, he's going to need backup, and if he doesn't, I gotta be there to produce this thing myself. Ali: Don't you have people who work for you that can deal with this? Bob: Honey! I'm the head of the goddamned studio. I am the fuckin' people who deal with this.