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- Someone told me a story once,

back when I first arrived on the island, about a fisherman.

His wife was pregnant, and one day at sea,

there was a storm

and she fell overboard.

He couldn't save her.

The story goes that after she died,

he never stepped on land again.

Just kept sailing, looking for her,

waiting for her to come back to the surface,

until eventually a storm took him, as well.

Some folks say they still see her sometimes,

wandering, waiting,

trying to find her way back,

back to her unborn child,

back to live the life she always wanted.

It's a sad story, but I don't know.

Every time I hear it,

all I can think is maybe she didn't drown.

Maybe she just found a way out.

Maybe she was one of the lucky ones.

- Eve!

Eve! Hey!

What are you doing?

You were gone for ages.

What were you doing out there?

What are you doin'?

- I went for a swim. - We missed ya.

How was the water?

- It was good.

- Sure you don't want me to drive?

- Yeah, next time, buddy, next time.

Hey, you okay? - Yeah.

Just- - What's up?

- No, I'm dizzy.

- Oh, probably got tremors there.

Just shake it out.

You hear what Sal was saying over dinner, babe?

About that anonymous complaint?

It was Trisha, so he's letting her go next week.

Which means gonna need a bit of help

finishing off Orchid Street.

How do you feel about filling in again?

It wouldn't be much.

The complex is basically empty, so.

Baby, you listening?

- Yeah. Trisha.

She's the one who calls me Greta

every time she sees me.

- Wait, you're Greta?

Huh, suddenly everything makes more sense.

Would you help us out?

Just this once, little duckling?

- Oh, you buttering me up? - A little bit.

It'll only be temporary, I promise.

- This whole trip was supposed to be temporary.

- I know, but look how good you look with a tan.

Just sayin'.

- You are not convincing me to move here permanently.

- No, no, no, I'm sure I'm not.

Not when someone's pickin' the color of the wallpaper

for the nursery.

- Stop! - I'm joking, I'm joking.

Come on, come on, come on, come on.

Please. Babe, look at this.

When I met you, you were singin' for beans

at some shit hole cafe.

- Hey, I like that cafe!

- I know, I know, but.

Babe, I'm earning money for the first time in my life.

Like, real look after us money.

All right? And right now we're just renting.

And could you imagine owning a place like this

as our little island getaway?

And I swear, come spring, anywhere in the world.

You choose it, we'll live there.

- Anywhere? - Anywhere in the world.

- Anywhere. - That's right.

You spin the globe, point to a place,

and we'll live there,okay?

- Except back to Rhode Island.

- Yes, except back to Rhode Island.

That wasn't quite the island life

we were looking for, was it then?

- I just, I want to live somewhere a little more realistic.

You know, raise a family around our family?

- Yeah, I know. I want that, too, babe.

All in due time. We're not there yet.

Why you lookin' like you're trapped here?

- Well, I'm sure I could hitch a little catamaran

back to the States while you're onsite.

- Yeah, that one's free. - Oh, perfect!

- But before you go, can I just

introduce you to my little friend?

Oh! - Ah! Not fair!

- Ah! No! - Look! Thief!

No, no, no, no, no, no!

You're crazy!

No, no, no, no, no!

- You get it! You get it!

- I'm late.

- Holy shit. How late?

- Five weeks today.

- Okay.

Anything to Peter?

- No.

Look, I just, I wanna be sure this time, and I just,

I can't put him through all that again, you know?

- Yeah.

- But I made an appointment for Tuesday.

- Well, damn, mama! Okay!

- Okay?

- Oh, I have a really good feeling about this.

- Ah, reign it in, reign it in.

- I'm reigning. I'm like totally reigned.

I'm just shopping, I'm talking,

being like totally chill and normal.

Look at me.

But also, oh my god!

You're gonna have a baby!

- Just, just not until I get a result, okay?

- Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Oh!

- Ooh, look at that one.

- Uh, that's a circle.

- Yeah, it matches my chairs.

- Yeah, but I'm not gonna let you come here

and buy a circle.

Oh, these are cute, though.

You lost, miss?

- Sorry?

- You look lost.

Take a tour, see what's out there.

Maybe you'll find your way.

- Eve, come on!

The dresses that I saw last week are here.

I wanna show you. Come on.

- Hi.

Hi, yeah. It's Eve Carver.

Um, I just wanted to see if I could come in

for a pregnancy test.

Yeah, it's been about five weeks.

Tuesday.

Okay. At 3:00.

Great.

Okay.

- Double the space.

Corner end unit. - It's right here.

- Foot traffic. Everything you need.

- I gave you your notice.

- Whatever.

We're still outside. This is not cool.

- Let's go.

- Good luck.

- Hi, Trisha.

- Fuck off, Greta.

- It's Eve.

- Hey, babe?

Babe? - Yeah, yeah?

- What are you doing with that office stuff?

- What? Oh, yeah.

We downsized one of the offices this week.

I had a bunch of stuff left over.

I thought it makes sense to put it in the extra room, so.

- The extra room? - Yeah.

- The nursery? - Yeah.

- Yeah, but you called it the extra room.

- Yeah, that's what it is.

I mean, it's been empty for a couple of years now.

You can change it back whenever you want.

- So are you giving up or?

- Giving up? - Yeah.

- Giving up on what?

- Trying.

- Hey!

No, no, no, no, no. Sorry.

Hey, that was my bad.

I was supposed to mention it to you.

No one's giving up.

No one's giving up.

I'll change it back.

I just wanna do

whatever it is to make you happy.

Little spin. Just a little spin.

Just one for me, is all.

Now it's my turn. Oh!

- It's so darling.

- Oh, I do it better.

It's the English charm. What can I say?

- Very charming.

- You look absolutely-

Ooh! They're here!

- Oh! Already?

I thought that they were coming in a half hour.

- Battle stations! - Uh!

- Get the wine! Get the wine!

- Champagne!

- Hey! All right!

Look, you never need a reason to drink.

But in this case, I would like to toast

my colleague and friend, Peter!

- I'll drink to that. - Yes.

My Italian grandfather used to say this

saying all the time.

I'm probably gonna botch it.

My wife will help me with this.

- Okay.

- All right, here comes the Italian, Peter.

- Please. - All right.

Translation, my love? - Mmm-hmm.

Eat the soup or jump out the window.

- Out the window, yes!

- Yes, 'cause that makes sense.

- I don't know if that makes sense for you guys,

but the real meaning is take it or leave it.

Draw the line, you know?

Peter drew the line.

How did that end up? - I did.

They took it.

- Ah, they ate the soup!

The line in life.

- The line in life!

- The line in life.

- Salute.

Cheers.

- Ooh, who's starting? You starting?

- Oh, hey! Whoa!

- Are you sure you wanna go?

- Goodnight, guys!

- Goodnight, Keith. I love you!

- Goodnight, Peter.

- It's the beach!

- Babe, I'm exhausted.

I'm gonna hit the hay, all right?

- Okay!

- Hello?

Peter! Peter.

No, there's someone out in the yard.

- What? - There's this woman.

She's, I don't- - What do you mean?

- There's, I don't know, she's scary.

She's like standing there.

Can you please look? - Where?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

- The yard. - Stay here.

Hello?

Down there?

Hey!

Hello!

What the fuck?

Hey!

Hey, can I help you?

Hello!

Hey.

There's no one there.

- Are you sure? - Yeah, yeah, yeah.

There's no one there. - At the bottom?

- Yeah, I checked.

- Everything's fine.

- You checked at the very bot-

- Do you want me to call the police?

- No, I.

- There's no one there.

- You sure? - Yes, darling, yes.

Chill, chill, chill, Chill.

Trust me. Trust me.

There is no one there.

I checked. I checked everywhere.

It's fine. Hey, it's all good.

It's all good.

- Hi.

Yeah, you can just cancel for now.

- Uh, do you wanna reschedule?

- No.

Um, just tell the doctor it was

another false alarm.

- Okay, that's fine. I'll let her know.

- Okay.

I feel numb, Chels.

Everything's just out of focus.

I don't know what to do.

It's just like the pressure of all of this,

it's just like...

- It's okay.

- I'm not gonna tell Peter.

- It's okay. - I just...

How many times have we been through this?

- Yeah, I know, I know.

- This place is a fever dream.

It's- - Listen to me.

I'm not gonna let you give up.

All right?

You just have to keep going.

Look at me.

We got this, okay?

I need you here.

We need you here.

Sal couldn't even run the company

without Peter at this point.

- That's true. - Yeah.

- Hey, you need anything? You good?

- Fine!

Betcha they wanna go somewhere.

- We're gonna head down to Calypso's.

Karaoke!

- Hey, you wanna serenade for us tonight, Eve?

- What do you think?

Come on! It's a good idea.

You always get your fun singing Greenday.

Make you feel happy.

- I.

- Yeah, it could be fun!

- I know. I'm so tired.

But you go, you go.

- I'm not gonna leave-

- No, I'm fine. I'm fine.

I promise you, I'm fine.

I'm like, I'm gonna be in bed in 20 minutes.

- Okay. - Let's go!

- Okay, Sal! I'm coming!

- Okay. Hey, is Eve coming?

- No, Eve's tired, honey.

- Who can I sing with then?

- Read the room, babe.

- Please don't walk the other way.

This is a very special evening.

We know we are a very special band.

Thank you, thank you! Please.

- No applause, no applause yet.

- Please, you don't have to stand up,

but if you want to, if you wanna get groovy.

- We're used to it.

I think you guys know what this is.

- All right, guys. You know the chorus, so.

- Let's go low again.

Let's practice.

- There you go! There you go!

- That was a good one.

Thanks, brotha.

Whew!

You good now?

Be good, man. Be good, yeah.

The end, my friend.

- What can I get you, sir?

- The usual, please.

- Did I ever tell you

you look a little bit like...

Oh, I can't put my finger on it.

- The company's growing quickly, very quickly.

We're actually hiring in our West Bell offices.

- Hey!

Hey!

- So there will be air conditioning, trust me.

All right, this is the most square footage we have.

We got the ceiling height.

We can knock out the second floor.

Hey, Eve.

- Are you sure it was her?

- Yes!

- But why, why would she show up at the office?

- I don't fucking know!

- Okay, okay. All right.

I'm sure there's an explanation.

Look, I've got a client dinner tonight,

so I'll be home late.

Just take a bath. Relax, my little duckling.

We'll figure it out in the morning, all right?

Same woman. You're certain?

- Yes.

- The same one that you saw at the office?

- Yes.

- It's probably some bored housewife or nosy neighbor.

I'm sure they'll get tired of it eventually when they...

What are you looking for, my darling?

- My only fucking mug.

- What's only fucking mug?

- What? What is this?

Where, where did this come from?

- That's your mug.

From the Oceanside Hotel.

Really.

The place we got engaged.

The, the staycation down the street.

That's, that's, how could you possibly forget that?

- We didn't get engaged here.

- Eh. Say again?

- We got engaged in Amsterdam.

My mug was from Amsterdam.

- Yeah.

That's not true, though, is it, darling?

Because I've never been to Amsterdam, have I?

- Are you fucking kidding me?

- All right. - Are you?

- Are you fucking kidding me right now?

- Oh my- - Why would I lie about that?

- Okay, we're, okay, none of us are making any sense here.

- You're not making any sense.

- I mean, we've been stuck here too long.

- Stuck here? - Yes, Peter! Stuck!

- You've been stuck here? - Yes, Peter!

Stuck here in my own fucking nightmare!

- All right.

Okay, I've got a lot of work to do today, so just-

- Don't ignore me. Where is my mug?

- Your fucking mug is on the floor, darling, in pieces.

Before that, it was in our favorite coffee shop

right on the beach.

How do you not remember this?

- The beach? - The beach!

The, the fucking beach!

That beach!

- What is happening?

What?

Peter?

Peter, I don't...

I don't remember this.

- Hello?

Hi.

Hi, yeah.

Thanks for returning my call.

Uh, it's just it's about, uh,

it seems to be happening again.

Yes, yes, well, there's memory loss.

Yeah.

Yeah, no, today's fine.

Yeah, absolutely. Thank you.

- I wanted to be a singer.

Yeah, I just kept playing gigs,

waiting to be discovered.

But then Peter got the opportunity for this trip,

and so we came.

The sunshine.

The water.

I just want us to be happy.

And I kept telling myself that I was happy.

But I missed the sticky floors and the drunk crowds

and the scattered applause,

and so I started trying to convince myself

of a different dream.

Everyone says that there's no greater joy than motherhood,

and maybe that's what I was missing.

Just waiting, testing.

Waiting, feeling.

And with every dream that gets ripped away,

so does a part of me.

There's so many pieces that I feel like

a whole other woman could be made out

of everything that I almost was.

I just spent so long, like waiting for something

and it's just

that feeling of anticipation,

it's like it just never left me.

- A lot of women experience extreme distress

when struggling to conceive.

We observe many ways...

Eve?

- Hmm?

- Soul is crying out

in the wind for comfort,

trying to bring life again,

won't let go.

You willing to take the place?

- Hey, darling.

Hey.

Darling?

Hey, sweetheart?

There she is.

Just checkin' in on you before I leave.

Do you need anything?

- Mmm-mmm. - Okay. Shhh.

Come on. Up we get.

Urrgh.

Oh, there she is.

Hoo.

- When do these kick in?

- Think they already have, darling.

You've been sleep for most of the weekend.

Think you needed it. You're exhausted.

Oh, so Sal, a few friends are heading down

to Calypso tonight at seven o'clock.

I thought it might be nice to get out of the house.

You know, a breath of fresh air and all that?

Obviously if you're not feeling up for it,

then absolutely fine.

Kettle's boiled.

Now I must warn you.

We have some new mugs.

Plain, bland, very unoffensive.

I gotta run. - Mmm.

- Oh, um.

So you're not surprised,

I've been working on the nursery.

I gave it a fresh lick of paint.

Felt like there was too much pressure on us, you know?

- Did you get carried away and do the whole house?

- Yeah.

So.

Kettle's boiled. Gotta run.

Shit.

- So, 3,000 square feet.

Now we can do 4,500.

That's traditional. - Yeah.

- For a supporting unit.

Is that too big?

- Everything's beautiful.

- I love you.

It's all about the dollar. It's awesome.

Who's the guy?

Who's the guy in suite 116?

- Uh, Mr. Johnson.

- Johnson, there you go.

- Thank you for calling Ranza Real Estate.

How can I help you? - Hey!

Door's locked.

- Woo-hoo!

So this is- - This is nice.

- Yeah, so this is all brand-new.

- Oh my gosh.

- And we're gonna sell every unit here.

- Oh my god, it's beautiful.

I love it!

- I know, but I miss Paris so much sometimes.

- Oh, yeah.

- We're here! Hello!

- Hi!

- There she is!

- Oh my god. Hi.

- I'm good. How are you?

- It's fine, yeah.

- So, who else is coming? The whole crew?

- Yeah, pretty much. - Yeah.

- Let me see it. Let me see it.

There you go. There you go.

- I don't have it yet.

We're working on it.

We're working on it.

- You guys have choreography for your-

- Yeah, and when we do it,

we're not sitting at this table by the window.

- What's, what's with the window?

- He's upset that we're sitting here at an open window.

- Yeah.

- Oh my god! You don't even know what that means.

- I do! I swear that it means punch the air.

- How's it going down at Orchard?

You know, with the new hire?

- Babe, things are great.

Orchard is going better than we expected.

- Oh, you're killing it. - Fantastic.

- You hired that girl?

- Uh. - Somebody.

- Maybe after we fired the last crazy gal?

- Yeah, yeah. - Oh, great.

I'm glad it's going so good.

I'm so sorry I could not be of more service to you guys.

- Yeah, I mean, look.

You don't need to be doing that grunt work anyway, right?

- Exactly.

- Don't need anymore stress.

Just like health, happiness.

Focus on that.

Mind my body right. Isn't that right?

- Yes. - Isn't that right?

- These are our focuses. - Doesn't matter.

Doesn't work.

Whole thing. It's a bust.

Clock doesn't fucking tick.

- Hey.

- Babe, sweetheart, it's not...

- Should I go and talk to her?

- No, no, no, no, no.

It's just, it's just, trust me. She's fine.

- Hello, everyone.

My beautiful friend Tara requested a song,

so I'm gonna sing it to you.

It's an oldie, but a goodie.

- Woo! Yes! Renata!

- Woo-hoo!

- Thank you, guys.

Thank you. - You are amazing!

Hello!

- Renata, that was amazing!

- Mwah!

Oh, thank you.

- Oh, so good!

- It's so good to see you. - Voice!

- Ah, you're very kind.

- Absolutely. How are you?

- Good, how are you?

- That was, that was, that was something else, yeah.

- You guys are too kind.

So you're going up next, no?

- No, we are not goin' up next!

- What the fuck does she want?

- Hey, babe. - Eve, Jesus Christ.

- You sneakin' around our house?

The office, huh? - Hey, hey, hey.

- You want something from my husband?

- Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

- No, this, this is her! She's the one!

- We're gonna wrap it up quietly.

- No, no, no, no. - Hey, hey, hey.

- We're gonna deal with this now!

You've been to our house!

- Come on, come on. - I think I should go.

- Yeah. - I'm so sorry.

This is really awkward.

- Hope you got the reaction you wanted!

I'm fine and she's having a conversation.

- We're done.

- Stay the fuck away from my husband!

- Who is she?

- Just drink your water.

- Who is she?

- Renata! - Yeah!

- Renata, our friend who works at the bar.

- Our friend?

- Eve, she's doing some work for us.

She's part of the group.

- Part of the fuck?

Are you kidding me? - You like her.

- I don't like her! I don't know her!

- She came on holiday with us last year.

- Holi? - The three-day cruise.

- I've never fucking been on holiday with her!

- No, you haven't! You didn't go!

You pulled out last minute!

She took your place!

I remember because I slept on the fucking couch

the whole tour!

- That's not true, Peter! - Don't.

- It- - Don't.

I've had enough.

Just- - You've had enough?

I've fucking had enough!

Why are you lying to me?

No.

This isn't, this isn't my life.

This isn't me. This isn't my life.

Just no.

- You need to listen to me.

You're confused.

You don't know what you're saying.

- Yeah.

I'm a fucking waste to you. Admit it.

I don't know who I am, Peter.

I don't, I don't know who we are.

I don't, I don't...

Fuck.

- I know who you are.

I know exactly who you are.

You're my girl.

You're my wife.

You're my one and only.

You were the girl I married. - No.

- Yes.

- No, Peter.

No, the girl that you married

had rainbow-colored hair and did mushrooms.

She stopped taking photos because she wanted

to live in the moment,

that she made things.

She made art.

She worked at a shitty cafe just so she could sing a song.

That is who I was.

My whole life, my whole life, I was free.

I don't know who I am now.

- Hey.

- I don't know who I am anymore.

I don't even know if I'm at the right fucking house.

- Okay, hey, hey.

Shh, shh.

Love, you're so right. I'm so sorry.

I'm sorry you're not feeling well.

But I promise you it's gonna be all right.

Okay?

I promise.

I'll do whatever it takes.

My little honey bear.

- What? What did you just call me?

What the fuck did you just call me?

Your, your honey bear?

Is that what you just fucking called?

Your honey bear?

- Hey, I don't wanna fight.

- Your honey bear?

That what you call her?

Is that your little pet name for her, hmm?

- Pet name for who?

- Fuck you!

- Bye.

- Text us when you get home.

- See ya! - Bye!

- Thanks for the chat, Chels.

- Have a good night.

- Bye.

- You too

Bye.

- Eve.

- What are you doing here?

- I don't know what it is that you're going through

right now, but this, this aggressive shit,

this stalking, it needs to stop now.

- You're the one who's been following me

for a fucking week or a year-

- I've known Chelsea and Sal and Peter for years.

And you know what?

I've never heard of you.

- I'm Peter's wife. - The cruise.

Yeah.

You're the one who couldn't come.

Ah, still after him after all these years, huh?

Guess you should've gone on the trip.

- I did go on the trip. I was-

- Look, we dated for like two seconds, okay?

- What? - It was just a fling.

- What? - All right?

I barely remember it to be honest.

You would really have to ask him.

You know, - Stop.

- I tried to give you the benefit

of the doubt here. - Stop.

- But really. - Stop!

- Peter was right.

You are fuckin' crazy.

- What?

No, fuck you!

Stay the fuck out of my head.

- You do not scare me, Eve.

I have worked you out.

Now, if you'll excuse me,

I'm gonna get on with the rest of my life.

- Wait. What? What the?

That's my car! Hey!

That's my fucking car!

Hey!

What?

Peter!

Peter?

Oh my God!

- Oh my God, Peter!

Jesus Christ!

- You fucking lied! You lied!

- For fuck's sake.

Hey, hey, hey.

What the fuck are you doing?

- Just getting my fucking shit and I'm outta her.

- What is she doing? Peter, stop her.

- You need to leave now or we're calling the police.

Do you understand what I'm saying to you?

- What did you fucking do with all my shit?

- This is crazy. I'm calling the police.

- Eve, what is going on?

- What's going on Peter, is that you locked me

out of my house and you're fucking another woman.

- That woman is my wife and we want you out of our house.

- Your wife? - Now!

- Your wife, Peter? I'm your wife!

- Let's just go outside, okay?

We'll talk outside.

Stay here.

- I don't understand.

- Well, understand this.

I don't want any of what is happening.

I want to be left alone. - Peter.

You said it takes time.

I just, I just I need time.

- Are you listening?

We barely know each other,

and you've just broken into my house.

- Peter.

I'm your wife.

- We had one fucking drink, okay?

We chatted a bit.

Christ, I wouldn't have bothered if I'd known you'd...

How did you know where I live?

- Because I've lived here with you for two years.

- This is the last time I'll ever see you.

If not, I'll have you arrested.

- Peter, no!

Peter!

- Leave!

- Peter!

Peter.

Peter.

- Archie, go upstairs.

Good boy.

Would you like some water?

- He's not answering.

- Who?

- My husband.

He, he...

No?

What?

What do I do?

- Hey.

It's okay.

Why don't you just go to sleep?

You can sleep here.

Go ahead.

Lie down.

Get you comfy.

All right, we'll just, we'll figure it out in the morning.

A good night's sleep resets everything.

You'll find your way.

- Walk backwards in your hopes.

Let your body fall in.

In here, you mean?

Don't see nobody.

- Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

- Come, child.

It is time.

- Settle on in.

Got a long journey ahead.

Archie, stop.

Stop!

Who's there?

Archie.

Is there somebody in our house?

- I don't know.

- Go upstairs. - It's okay, okay.

- Lock the door. - Okay.

- I'll check outside.

- Once there was a fisherman's wife.

She was in love, she was pregnant,

and she was happy.

Her life was just getting started.

One day at sea, a horrible storm hit,

and she fell overboard,

and the fishermen couldn't save her.

The story goes that after she died,

her soul was stuck wandering the island,

searching for a way back,

searching for the life that she so desperately wanted.

And then one day she found it.

- Okay, just let that sit.

Really hope I didn't dry the crust out.

- It looks perfect, babe.

- Mmm, I feel like you're biased.

- Ooh, maybe a bit.

- Sal asked me to reconsider his offer.

- Oh, really?

- Well, it seems so picturesque, don't you think?

Little bakery on the island.

- Yeah, I just don't know how you're gonna have

the time, babe, that's all.

- Well, a lot of mothers work, honey.

It's the era that we live in.

- I know, I know.

- It's just a thought.

- I wanna do whatever makes you happy.

- Well, we'll talk about it later.

- Okay.

- 'Cause tonight is a celebration

for me and my luggage here.

- Yeah.

- Oh! - What? What? What?

- Right there. Do you feel it?

- Yeah, yeah.

Wait a minute.

Does it feel like a human or a little alien?

- It is not an alien.

- Oh, we're having an alien! - It's not an alien.

It is a beautiful, beautiful, healthy baby girl

whose mama wants her out.

Am I alive?

- No.

- Am I famous?

- You are.

- Okay. Um.

Am I male?

- Uh-uh.

Uh-uh.

- He loves your cooking!

- Oh God, am I a chef or something?

You!

Okay, um, was there a movie made about me?

- There was.

- Oh, right. - Oh, oh.

- Am I Julia Child?

- Yeah. - Yes!

- You're Julia Child.

There you go!

- Come on, come on!

- When you get up there I'll get you

- Bye, Renata!

- Thank you, thank you.

Do it again sometime.

- Yes, let's definitely do it again.

- See ya, Peter. - oodnight, Peter.

- Oh, he's just salty that he didn't win.

- It's okay. Next time.

All right, Julia Child.

- That means she won. You didn't win.

- No, it was great. It was good.

- There's a kid shop that I really wanna go to tomorrow,

and Chelsea was going on and on about it.

- You gotta stop doing that.

- Doing?

- Just being so...

With Sal.

- Be so what with Sal?

- Whatever. It doesn't matter.

- No, don't do that. Talk to me.

- You were flirting with him, right in front of me.

- Flirting?

- I'm not saying don't have fun, babe,

but he's my boss, right?

We can't afford to fuck it up.

Just next time maybe don't wear such a low-cut dress.

- You love this dress, Peter.

Yeah, well, wear it for me, not him.

- Okay, where is this coming from?

Everything that I do is to make sure that things run smoo-

- Everything you do? Everything you do.

Right, 'cause I'm out there playing fucking tiddlywinks

all day with Sal, huh?

All this shit just magically appears.

Sorry, but your bakery idea, that's just not happening.

- My idea?

- Your idea, Sal's idea, whatever.

Feels like you should fucking earn it.

- Peter, stop.

- Yeah, well, maybe if we didn't rush into having kids

then we'd have time for that shit, but,

it's not in the stars, babe.

No chance.

- Hello?

Hello?

Peter!

- All right, where? Where?

- Shh.

- Hey!

There's no one there.

Hello?

- Shh, shh, shh, shh.

It's okay.

- Hey, there's no one there.

There's no one there. Your okay.

I know, I know, shh.

It's just some vagrant on the beach, all right?

Here, she okay? - Yeah.

- Okay.

- I'm not making it up.

- I'm not saying you're making it up.

I'm saying that you haven't been sleeping well,

you're stressed. - You're not listening to me.

Okay?

She was outside of our house,

and then she followed me to work,

and now I'm finding things inside of our home

that don't belong to us.

I mean, what is this?

- It's a windmill.

- Yeah, but where did it come from?

- From our honeymoon.

- No, it didn't come from our honeymoon.

Our honeymoon was here.

Does this look like it came from an island?

- Our honeymoon was in Amsterdam.

- No, it wasn't.

I've never been to Amsterdam.

- You've never been to Amsterdam?

- We have ne- - You've.

Okay, all right. Come, come.

Look. Who's this?

Who's that? Where are we?

- Forgetting things?

That's a way to put it.

The pressure of the baby,

keeping the home together,

finding my purpose.

Always needing to be

or to look happy.

That's the key.

The defining factor, right?

I gave him everything.

But here I am.

Ready to be pumped full of

prescribed distractions,

just to keep the balance.

- Hey, hey.

How's my little duckling?

- Your what?

- Sal and I are gonna go grab a quick drink.

That's all right?

Love you.

Can we stop going through the same charade

every time.

Thank you. Finally a drink.

- Good day.

- Cheers, mate.

- Cheers.

- Ah, lovely.

Ah, how was your night?

- It was good.

- What's up, babe? Talk to me.

You haven't said a thing all night.

- Just tell me who she is.

- Sorry?

Who? Who? Who's who?

- Who is she?

- Who is she?

- Do you think that someone could just start

showing up and that it wouldn't raise an issue?

- An issue? - Like I wouldn't notice?

- Darling, hey, an issue.

Yes, it would be an issue.

It would be an issue if it actually happened.

It didn't happen, did it?

- It did happen.

- You know what?

- If this is what you want,

you want some kind of free life without the burden

of a child- - Don't, don't.

- Or a crazy fuckin' wife.

- I don't wanna hear this shit again.

- Just tell me that, but right now it seems like

you're trying to make me lose my fucking mind.

- Lose your mind, yeah.

Well, it seems you're pretty,

you're pretty capable of doing that by yourself.

- Oh, that's nice.

We're just gonna let her cry?

- Yeah, we're gonna let her cry.

Who?

Who exactly are we gonna let cry?

- Our baby.

- Our baby?

- Where's my baby?

Where's my baby!

Where is my baby?

- You ever had a crack in the windshield?

It starts off as this tiny, little chip.

The next day it's doubled in size.

Day after that it's a spider web.

Before you know it, the whole fucking thing

comes crashing down on you.

I didn't want this.

I was just trying to help.

I was just trying to make the best

of a shitty situation.

Trying to make a full life, you know?

I'm so fucking tired.

And exhausted.

I thought we could make the most of it.

I thought we were gonna have a life, and then...

Yeah.

Bottom feeder.

I thought that's what you wanted.

- Me, too.

- Eve!

Eve, come on!

I was...

I wasn't being serious.

I didn't mean...

Fuck.

- Eve!

Eve!

Where is my child, Eve?

- There is no child.

There never was.

- I'm not letting you do this.

I'm not letting you take this from me.

I gave him everything.

- But it didn't work.

The baby, the perfect home, the perfect life.

It didn't fix anything.

- I just want my family back!

- It's not your family!

It's not your life.

I'm done with this.

- I know it's hard.

Always trying to make sure that everyone else is happy.

Never really happy yourself.

It's not there.

You're working for everyone else's approval.

You're trying to fill this void.

It's not your fault that you couldn't get pregnant.

But you can't do this without me, Eve.

You need me.

This is the only way that this works!

- The sea giveth.

But, Lord, it taketh away.

Souls desperately trying

to claw their way

back to shore.

Them babies just want

another chance to love,

to hold,

to be.

Come, child.

It is time.

- Someone told me a story once

about a woman who was restless.

At some point in her life,

some impossible to pin down moment,

she picked the wrong track.

She veered off course from herself.

And for a long, long time

she thought that she had made her bed.

That was it.

Some folks say they still see her sometimes,

wandering,

waiting,

trying to find her way back,

to live the life she always wanted.

You're up.

- My man.

- Hey, make that another.

- Oh, having a good time, as always?

- Yeah.

- Yes, we're open at Orchard.

You're with us now.

- We have a very special guest

coming your way right now.

Let's all give a warm welcome back

to lowland's favorite lady in red.

- She thought that she had made her bed.

She was stuck in her little world.

She was numb.

She was hurting.

And she thought that she had no options.

No choice.

But she was wrong.