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The Apprentice, Week 6:
Sony PlayStation, Gran Turismo 4, urban graffiti, Lady Pink, and Patrick Demarchelier.
Original Air Date: 2/24/05
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A series of rapid shots shows us that the kids are workin’ hard and now it’s nighttime in Harlem. Audrey and Craig start bickering, although I’m not sure why. Something about Tara putting Craig in charge of the team, even though, um, Tara’s the project manager, and therefore should be in charge by default. Craig tells Audrey what to do, and she totally flips, “I was raised to take care of myself from the age of thirteen years old. I’m not going to take advice from Craig who has four kids. I’m not one of his children; he is not going to talk down to me.”
Homie Craig announces, “I don’t need to deal with no children. I will sit their butt down, and they will be watching.”
Tara easily manages to calm Audrey down, basically by telling her to shut up and just do the work, which almost, sorta fits into Trump’s lesson of the week…only, not. Uh oh, Tara’s griping about Audrey. Nooo, don’t mess with cool Audrey! “Audrey thinks she knows best, and every time she thinks she knows best we have a problem…when you’ve fought with almost every person on the team, that’s you.”
Back at Magna, Alex reveals, “Urban graffiti is hard.” (Does anyone remember all the hoo-ha about talking Barbie when she complained, “Math is hard?” I mean, seriously people, math is really freakin’ hard.) “If you ask me about baroque, I’ll tell you. Classicism? Of course. Contraposta? Of course.” Of course. Um. What’s Contraposta?
Okay, no one can say that Alex doesn’t hit the nail on the head every time. “I am in Harlem, and I’m here with a bunch of white kids…Erin looks [like] she’s a Barbie doll/college girl/Hooters waitress. Bren is a lawyer, and he does belong in a country club. Stephanie grew up with her daddy in a $45 million Gulfstream jet. Kendra is really acting like she’s lecturing monologues for dummies.” Well, all right, that last one about Kendra stumped me too, but a freaking $45 million Gulfstream jet???
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Oh, sweet Alex. He just totally saved his own keister with the most genius move ever. When in Harlem, do as the Harlemites do. He goes up to the boyz in the hood to ask them what they think would be cool on the billboard. “Money falling from the sky or something.”
“I would never use the words ‘mad props,’” says Alex, completely out of context but so adorably nerdy. “But that’s what these guys are saying. Okay great, ‘mad props’ it is. ‘Bling bling’ it is.” Oh my, aren’t you just dying to see that white boy dance?
Bren comes up with the idea of a fist with a ring that says PS2. “Oh, that would be tight!” Alex says. Ouchie. Looks like the Harlem boyz rubbed off on him a little.
Net Worth’s tagline is “Tear is up.” Hey, sounds street to me. Or, you know, like a Queen song.
Oh, Trump is NOT pulling up into Harlem in a chauffer-driven limo. He gives mad props to Net Worth’s street cred, and then disses cracker Magna with a drive-by in his bling-blinged pimpmobile.
After Tara gives her mini-pitch to the executives, Chris Shelton complains, as he does best, “Tara did not give credit to anyone on the team when giving the one-minute presentation. She specified in everything she said, ‘I, I, I, I, I.’”
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I am in Harlem, and I’m here with a bunch of white kids…Erin looks [like] she’s a Barbie doll/college girl/Hooters waitress. Bren is a lawyer, and he does belong in a country club. Stephanie grew up with her daddy in a $45 million Gulfstream jet. Kendra is really acting like she’s lecturing monologues for dummies.
