The Apprentice - Episode 6
13 candidates are left... who will be fired this week?
I’m still pissed off about last week’s firing of Pamela. She was the best and the most humorous. Quote of the show is probably a dead feature of this recap.
The show starts off as usual with the victors and the spared discussing who would be fired from the previous week. Raj tells us Pamela should be fired, because she’s the best. Unfortunately, that dork was right. Nobody is upset that Pamela was fired. On the contrary, a party ensues. “Ding dong, the Ice queen is dead.”
John is the next project manager for Mosaic. The boys decide by drawing lots, so they don’t need to know what the task is beforehand. Meanwhile, Apex is in the bedroom trying to get back in the game. Maria complains about Elizabeth and her need to talk in concepts. There are lots of complaints about her this show.
The call comes the next morning, and they get to meet at 9 am at Trump Model Management. This week, Trump wants the groups to produce a new clothing line. They’ll pick a designer for their line, and using the models, they will present at the Avon Fall Fashion Show. The team that earns the most money selling their line wins.
Maria is the project leader for Apex. She finds herself very qualified.
The men interview designers and look dismayed. John makes the final decision to go with a designer called Ilsa. The women interview the same designers, minus Ilsa, and goes with a designer called Daren. Without Pamela, the women go back to discussing things in committee. However, Maria tries to take charge and make a decision, and Elizabeth chimes in over and over, annoying the crap out of Maria. Because she doesn’t want to deal with Elizabeth’s “over analyzing of everything,” Maria sendsJenn to the buyer. Apex decides to eat and design clothes at the same time. Somehow, burgers, fries, onion rings, and milk shakes don’t go with haute couture in my mind.
Kevin, Wes, and Andy talked to the buyers, everyone else with to the Parsons School of Design to work on the designs. Listening to Raj talk about women’s clothes was humorous: “we need to show off the female body.” Kelley sketched an outfit while the designer was in the bathroom, and Ilsa, the real designer, loved it.
After the commercial, Elizabeth and whatsherface show up at the buyer. They ask some really intelligent questions about costs and materials. Mosaic attends the same meetings with their buyers, and get laughed at a lot. One buyer is trying to think of a single straight male fashion designer… and he can’t.
Looking at materials, the men manage to make Caroline laugh. “All the men are clearly out of their league, and they don’t know what they are doing”. Kelly decides that Raj isn’t doing anything useful, and that he feels he is doing the project manager’s work.
Of course the women dive RIGHT INTO the fabric. Elizabeth shows up to the fabric warehouse and creates chaos trying to overanalyze the designs. But the designs come together regardless.
As the clothing is being designed, the men set about picking their models. They called in the ones they deemed “hot”, and had them in for measurements. The women didn’t feel the need to have the models in. Raj shows off by speaking German to one of the models. And you know, not bad! Their giddiness pisses of Ilse, their designer.
The next day sees the women marching into the Trump all shining and pleased. An entire line came into life overnight – how does this work? They love the designs. Maria is completely confident in her collection.
Mosaic isn’t that lucky. Not even a single piece is finished. The designer tells the men what to do – and the worst part, Raj was expected to write up the design descriptions. Poor man had no clue. Ilse hates him. Hell, she hates all the guys. “The men keep asking me the stupidest questions.” Kelly bars Raj from bothering the designer, and at the same time, is pissed that John doesn’t do anything to shut Raj up.
Kevin, Wes, and Andy had to decide the pricing. John didn’t stay to help with the important stuff, and loses points there. Methinks, if the boys lose, John is SOL. Raj flirts with the models while the models smoke.
The women go first. Their collection is pretty awesome. The men get cocky, thinking that mini skirts and backless dresses won’t sell. Then come the men. Ivana’s reaction: “who ripped off my father’s closet and tore up the sofa?!”
They ended with two very different collections. The women sell triple of the men, and win – BIG! Trump calls the success a “big thrashing”. The women’s prize is a Hugo Boss party complete with a Cirque du Soleil show.
Poor John feels miserable. He is pissed about the pricing issue. Raj and Chris agree. He did a great job. Wes and Kevin are on the chopping block. Kelley thinks Andy should go, because he didn’t do anything.
In the boardroom, Trump berates the men for losing. John admits that the pricing was off. They argue that John didn’t help them, and Trump agreed that the pricing was a huge responsibility that shouldn’t have been given away. Raj gets in trouble for bothering the models and the designer. He deices Andy should be fired. Kelley picks Andy.
John takes two Kevin and Andy into the boardroom. Trump is pissed – why is everyone always picking two people to go into the boardroom with?
Carolyn likes John, George likes Andy. Short discussion today.
Trump puts his pouty face on when the men march back in. Trump sticks up for Andy, and says he understands that Kevin is in the room, but where is Wes? John admits that he made a mistake: Wes should also be there. He pleads his case in a most pathetic manner. Trump sticks up for Andy, saying he shouldn’t be in the room. Kevin is berated for his pricing, but John had no involvement in the pricing, which Trump finds inexcusable judgment for a project manager. He fires John. “Too many bad decisions,” says Trump, “…Although he is outstanding.
Was this contest too heavily weighted toward the dingy women? I think so. Maria comes out the clear hero in this episode. Fine, but she ain’t no Pamela!
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