Derek asks Jimmy and Kyle what they're doing there and Jimmy says he heard they needed a song. Tom says he went through his and Julia's back catalog looking for "raw," but Derek isn't sold on anything. He asks the Brothers Filth what they have, but Tom interrupts and says he's the musical director on this show, so he gets to approve the songs. Derek overrules him and tells Kyle and Jimmy they have six hours to come up with something. Well, that was a quick and pointless dick-measuring contest.
Cynthia comes out from backstage to tell Derek she has closed the deal. Derek announces to the company that Bravo will be filming the concert, which is tomorrow, apparently, so they'll be performing in front of potentially millions, rather than a few thousand. Kyle thinks this means there's no way they'll get a song in, but Karen tells them the right song will get them noticed -- and famous. Dear god, I hate Karen and her stupid face and her lifeless line readings so, so much. I would drop a goddamn lighting rig on her head if I could. I blame you for this and so much else, Spielberg.
Karen is singing while Jimmy accompanies, something about a chest of broken hearts, which just reminds me of that Christina Perri song. She finishes and Tom says it's good, but it doesn't work for this. Jimmy suggests a song that Karen doesn't know, so he sings it himself. He breaks off in the middle of it, because Tom doesn't seem to be paying rapt enough attention to Jimmy's all-consuming brilliance as if he has somewhere else to be. Tom, impressively restrained, says since he's the musical director of this concert that's happening tomorrow and he doesn't know what songs the star will be singing, no, he's just fine right here, thanks. God, Jimmy. Stop being such an irredeemable asshole. You can't get by on my undying love of Newsies for more than three or four months while you're acting like this.
Jimmy is peevish about how this isn't the best way to listen to his pwecious songs or something, so Tom tells him that when he and Julia were starting out they were lucky to get in a room with a musical director at all. Linda calls Tom to the stage over an intercom and before leaving them, Tom tells them that their songs are good, but they're not Ronnie's voice. Kyle says they'll write something else -- something new -- and Tom says he needs it by the end of rehearsal today.