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CRAVE ORIGINAL
PREVIOUSLY
Almost nine years of my life, that's a lot of memories.
I'm sorry Dad didn't think it was right to change his will provisions.
I saw Marc again. He's the father of a four-day-old little girl.
- The mother is your age, I'm guessing? - Younger.
Yesterday, you were acting like a diva.
I found it disrespectful and very pretentious.
Anything else?
Why don't you write me a beautiful novel about your mother-daughter therapy?
I just finished my novel and my editor literally harassed me.
Swear you're not writing under the influence.
No, of course not. I stick to pure water.
What the fuck, Patrick Bernier! You lost two regular customers.
- PBLD is struggling? - I gotta catch a big fish.
I could give you next year's big novel.
Send me a copy, I'll read it quickly.
Only if you can guarantee your press relations.
Yes, yes! Hah!
Did Rachel tell you she asked me to write your show for a female lead?
Did you read my synopsis? Sent two days ago
That feels so good.
Sorry, I should have turned it off. Can you tell me who it is?
- Anna. - I need to take this. Give.
Sorry.
- Hello? - Two days without answering my texts.
- Should I worry? - No, I'm just really, really busy.
I'm in a meeting right now, I'll read it as soon as I get home.
- Sounds good? - Okay. Perfect.
- Bye. - Bye.
I hope that wasn't your girlfriend.
No, no.
Marc?
Ah!
Anna.
What's going on?
This is for you.
Thank you.
I'm on a special mission.
- In what honour? - To invite you to dinner.
Ideally, tomorrow night.
Your refusal would make my life very complicated.
It might even put my life in danger.
Okay, I see.
And Delphine would like to talk to me about what exactly?
I'm not allowed to reveal that surprise.
- Unfortunately-- - If you were about to say
that you have to work on your television project,
let me assure you that you can arrive and leave whenever you see fit.
All we want is to see your beautiful face in person.
ANNA COMES HOME
That was nice.
That reminds me of your ballet-jazz glory days.
What's up with the flowers?
My father invited me to dinner.
An invitation? Flowers?!
In a normal society, that could be considered a nice gesture.
It could, yes.
But I'd have to ignore the fact that he's playing it safe. He should've said--
Should've said what? "I was an absent father. I deserve the electric chair"?
He could've asked to come in, seeing I was alone.
I'm sure he was just here to please Delphine.
He was standing there, handsome, smiling, making jokes.
- Our reunion can't stop there? - Why didn't you invite him in?
It would've been the perfect time to reconnect, without Delphine there.
Is that why you were dancing?
When I'm with him, I'm back to being a little girl. A wallflower.
I mean, we're seeing each other, it's a start.
But is it the start of something if it's not going anywhere?
Right. Very deep questions, but...
Sorry. You must be tired.
No, it's not that. I'm just not a certified psychologist yet.
When Marc makes that face, I want to hit him.
I'm exhausting myself, so should we order pizza?
Yeah, let's.
I've been looking for your mother for two days.
- Is she in town? - Why are you looking for Monique?
Did you manage to scan everything?
Yes. Molotov Cocktail is back in the digital world.
By the way, I love the ending.
- You had time to read? - Yeah. While you were snoring like a tractor.
Good thing I wasn't wearing any makeup.
Can you tell me what triggered your river of tears?
What do you think? When you kill the beautiful Anna.
It's not really Anna. I worked really hard not to make the same mistake as her.
Yes, I agree. It goes beyond the family dispute.
Yes!
Monique sidesteps the reference
to reframe the mother-daughter archetype in a critical rereading.
Oh, God. Where are all these beautiful compliments coming from?
Doesn't seem like it, but I studied literature
at the notorious University of Montréal.
Maybe I'm gonna be someone before I die.
Oh, my God!
My daughter and her twin, together.
Did your father die suddenly, Anna?
We've come to tell you very good news.
- Are you sick? - Oh, no!
These last few days, I've been fully immersed in my creative endeavours.
Did you finish your novel by any chance?
Yes, you got it. It's the bomb, apparently.
Oh yeah? Who said that?
- Not your editor, hopefully? - No. The beautiful Kimi.
- Kimi! - In all her glory and without makeup.
Are you finally gonna tell me why you're looking at me like that?
Thanks to Patrick, Marlène Beaumont wants to read your novel.
- Crazy, right? - I hope Anna told you I loved it.
Wait... When you say Marlène Beaumont,
are we talking about the Meryl Streep of Québec's publishing world?
That's right, La Marge Publishing's boss,
which just opened a new branch in France.
- In France! - You just mentioned my novel in passing?
Mom! Why aren't you screaming for joy?
It's the perfect time to let crazy Monique come out of her shell.
I'm flattered that you mentioned me to Québec's publishing queen, but...
The thing is, I already promised my manuscript to my editor, Sonia.
Right. Sonia, we know her. But you didn't sign a contract.
That doesn't matter.
She gave me the idea of writing a mother-daughter novel.
I can't tell her I'm giving my novel to Marlène Beaumont. I'm loyal.
Where was your loyalty when you forgot to pick me up at kindergarten?
Come on, I thought we'd made progress. Anna!
Let me remind you Sonia cancelled your book launch at the last minute.
And she drives a BMW.
Okay.
Oh, my God, sorry. I'm not saying a word anymore.
Okay, Mom!
You're loyal, it's great,
but admit that between the two publishing houses, it's night and day.
I know that. I'm not completely stupid.
Even if it's a masterpiece, your novel may go unnoticed
if you don't seize the opportunity I'm offering you right now.
Monique!
You're the one who ghosted me.
Why did you tell Marlène about me?
As far as I know, we're not crazy about each other.
Yes, I promised Marlène the novel of the year
if she agreed to sign with PBLD for her press relations.
But only because I loved your novel!
I get it! I see the whole picture.
I've become your bargaining chip.
Wow! That explains it all.
- That's one way to see it. - Alright, Mom...
It's time for you to be reasonable for once in your life.
Seize your chance, say yes.
I'd love to, yes. I want to. But...
My heart is telling me to keep the promise I made to Sonia.
And in my home, my heart always prevails over reason.
Or chance.
So, excuse me. I am sorry!
No, no, no! Marlène will humiliate me.
This woman is a bulldozer, she's going to make fun of me in front of the whole industry.
Someone pinch me! Am I dreaming?
Alright, stop!
It's not a dream.
But I'm here.
That's right. I may be weak in front of my dad,
but I'm not gonna let her ruin her life again.
She's been doing this all my childhood, it has to stop!
Enough is enough!
Anna Brockovich, darling!
I love your passion, but if I were her official daughter,
I'd let her ruminate a couple of days.
Right. Tomorrow morning?
- Too soon? - What do you think?
Tomorrow it will be.
Perfect. It was nice to meet you.
- Yeah. - Yeah.
Since when do you lock the door?
Ah, I didn't even notice.
- I wanted to take a shower. - Okay, can you open?
I can, honey...
But I wanted to relax alone.
You just got a massage.
Yeah, but it was a deep-tissue massage, so I just need a long hot shower.
Okay. Antoine, please!
Okay. Antoine, come on!
Antoine!
- Antoine! - Hey.
If you want, we can take a shower together.
What's wrong?
What are you looking for? There's nothing.
What's this?
Anna wanted my opinion. You didn't like it, apparently.
Wow. Behind my back.
That's not what she meant to do.
Who's producing her show? You or me?
To be honest, the title surprised me.
Monia? Where's that big role I was expecting to make my comeback?
I can't force her to write for you if she's not inspired.
What kind of producer would I be?
She didn't tell me she wouldn't write for me.
It caught me off guard as well.
You're not in the dark anymore. At least you've got it right.
You're gonna be okay?
Life is full of surprises.
There's a beautiful stranger waiting for me outside our house.
What? That's Olivier, my ex-stepson.
- What's he doing here? - I don't know.
Hey!
Ooh!
Surprise!
It's more than a surprise! Patrick, this is Olivier.
Pleasure to meet you, Patrick.
I know what you're thinking. "Olivier is conformist, dull... Same old, same old."
I never said that about you.
You're a good liar, Anna Brodeur.
So, actually... Stéphanie dumped me.
- But she loved you so much. - Yeah.
Until she fell for Laurent.
It's funny, it made me think of you when my dad cheated on you.
- You thought about me. - Yeah.
I'm giving her one month to leave my apartment in Paris.
In the meantime, I thought Montréal would be perfect to start fresh.
Of course.
I was supposed to stay with a colleague's friend,
but it ended up being complicated.
I can always go to the hotel.
If you don't mind sleeping on the couch, you can stay over.
- Of course, of course. - Thank you!
- Anna told me a lot about you. - All positive, hopefully.
- Of course! Always. Come in. - Yes!
She told me everything when I came back from Lille.
She doesn't love me anymore. And so, I became the ugliest man in the universe.
I'm so sorry for you. And your daughter?
I miss her already, of course, but...
There's no way I'm leaving her Renaud's apartment.
I hope so.
I just wanna backtrack. You said you were staying here for a month.
That's a lot. One month...
I'd have given her one week max. One month is quite generous.
That's nice, but I'm doing it for my daughter.
- You know what drives me crazy today? - No...
- Everything I put you through. - What?
Stéphanie was completely paranoid. She couldn't stand you.
- I knew I wasn't her favourite, but... - Cat's out of the bag.
Yeah, she was convinced you were with Renaud for his money.
- What? She said that? - Yes!
You don't know the half of it. And I was caught in between.
That's why I was a bit distant...
The day you left... I can still see myself staring at my watch.
I couldn't wait for you to leave.
- Forgive me. - That's nice.
But now that you're here, it's up to us to do things differently.
Yeah.
Perfect timing! Now I have a good excuse to cancel a dinner tomorrow night.
"I'm sorry, my stepson just landed from Paris, so I'm gonna have to cancel tomorrow."
Seriously? Stepson?
Oli, please.
Oli...
Well, here's to our reunion... and what's yet to come.
- It's her. - Answer. She's just gonna call back.
It's Delphine, my dad's girlfriend.
Hello! That was quick!
No need to cancel, he can join us. Right, Marc?
Of course. We won't bite!
I don't wanna force him to come, he just landed.
Of course not! On the contrary, I'd love to.
Hi, Delphine. By the way, my friends call me Oli.
- Marc, come see Oli. - Anna talked a lot about you.
- Not that much. - Hello, Oli.
We'll leave you to it and see you tomorrow. Bye!
Sounds good. Bye.
- She sounds nice. - And she just gave birth.
She did? Couldn't tell.
Your dad's got good taste.
Weren't you two on bad terms? How's that going?
- It's a long story. - That I know very well.
So I'll get out of your way.
- Wanna grab a drink? - Why?
To prove that I'm not an asshole.
I'll pass.
You know I'm not gonna give up.
That sounds like harassment.
How about dinner then?
- As long as he doesn't stay for a month. - He won't.
We still have a heart.
Of course we do.
What does he mean "same old, same old"?
On autopilot, boring...
Consider yourself lucky because the Olivier I knew was way more stuck up.
Okay. Long live divorce!
Étienne?
Marlène Beaumont. She wants to know when I'm gonna send her the manuscript.
At this time?
That's good. It means you caught her attention.
Yes, but where's that novel?
Well...
You're gonna have it tomorrow. Good night.
Mom, this is your daughter speaking.
But it's also the woman who admires you more and more each day.
No, Monique, let me finish.
Sonia!
Hey!
Hello!
Apparently, it's a real page-turner.
- Did you read it? - Not yet.
Does Monique know you're coming over?
It was a surprise. Why?
Um...
You're worrying me.
I'm sorry, I don't wanna alarm you.
Monique's been pushing herself too hard lately.
- She's back in the ER? - They kept her.
- Really? - Everyone's in shock.
I'll walk you back to your car.
Is she gonna be okay?
Yes, yes.
Céleste, can you go help Mia and Jean-Christophe?
Mia insisted to be paired up with J-C.
- And since you promoted her... - I don't need a reminder, thanks.
Are you aware I got mad at J-C?
All the more reason to fix it.
Are you getting back at me because I didn't keep my mouth shut?
Everyone's aware.
That's right. Mia's been riding high ever since she got promoted.
She said it was too early to include me in the process. I don't agree--
We want to fine-tune the concept before including social media.
I hear you. It's not easy to adapt to change.
All the more reason to join them.
- Right now. - Yes! A new assignment.
Everything's okay?
Why isn't Anna here again this morning?
She's on a mission for the office.
- "Mission". - Yes?
I think I just killed my mom.
Is that good or bad news?
Goddamn!
Yes!
Sorry for waking you up.
Unless your mom is dead, change your tone.
Fine! Here's my normal tone.
As you know, Patrick must send Molotov Cocktail to Marlène Beaumont today.
I don't have a copy.
And even if I did, I wouldn't backstab your mother.
So we're gonna let Monique fuck up her life again?
She's being stubborn for no reason!
It's true that if her novel gets unnoticed, she's gonna be crying blood.
But if Mother Brodeur says no, my hands are tied.
I need you to distract her.
Because if I show up alone, she's gonna eat me up alive.
Alright. Let's say I'm stupid enough to agree to your plan,
what do you want me to do?
Slip into your best dress. She loves seeing you in drag.
We get her in a good mood, we apologize for yesterday,
and then we execute our plan. Bang!
Bang? My God, you elaborated a whole plan in your head.
I'm a screenwriter after all. You wanna hear my plan?
As long as it's not a horror movie scenario, keep going.
Alright. Please tell me you booked someone for the show.
- We're on it. - We don't have anybody?
No one high-profile yet.
The smashing of his manager's car is still fresh in people's minds.
- He's on his way. How do we tell him? - Gently. Don't worry.
Antoine's not a child. He knows it's a touchy situation.
Antoine is a very sensitive artist. We must sugarcoat it.
How do we sugarcoat "No one wants to go on your show"?
Okay, okay. Mia, the only valid reason for Antoine to barge into my office
is to tell me how wonderful this team is.
What I'm hearing now isn't too promising.
Okay, boss.
Let's look into comedians.
I didn't tell you the most important part of the plan.
- What? - You have to find a way to steal her phone.
- Why me? - The dress! It's easier to hide it in there.
Another good reason to be in drag.
- Why are we stealing her phone? - So she doesn't speak to Sonia until tomorrow.
Okay, so she lost her phone in her home?
So what? She lost me at an IKEA once.
Wait up! So in your screenwriter's mind,
you create the evil plan, but I execute it?
It's for a good cause. Teamwork, Kimi!
Kimi and my daughter, my God!
Am I dreaming?
- We were worried about you. - Stayed up all night.
It's not a bit early for...
Old folks playing bingo before their morning nap.
But... I want to apologize for undermining your loyalty towards Sonia.
My priorities weren't in order.
You have a heart of gold. That's why we love you.
I'm hoping this might help you forgive me.
Thank you.
I should let you know I asked Kimi to run your novel through an AI.
Oh, no. I don't trust machines.
My novel is already excellent, anyways.
- Yes, of course. - No doubt.
Remember, yesterday, I told you there were some typos to check?
Right.
We can ask ChatGPT to do that for us.
It'll save you the tedious read.
I did read it many times already.
I have my laptop. You just need to send me your novel and it'll be done in no time.
Why not... Why not!
Come in!
Patrick doesn't mind that you're here to apologize during work hours?
Not at all. He felt bad too.
You could've just called.
Yes!
I could've.
But can I do this over the phone?
Oh!
I'm sorry, dearest mother, for disrespecting you.
It's fine.
While you two are being hippies,
I'm using my amazing skills to drop this file in ChatGPT.
Yes, yeah, yes!
Ha ha! Yes!
- Ta-da! It's done. - My God!
I can send it to Sonia now?
You should give it a quick reread first.
Your rereading will be much easier.
Perfect. I'll let her know.
That's weird. I could've sworn I just used my phone to text her.
I don't understand.
My little mother on a quest. How cute!
Maybe you left it in your office?
Maybe. I could be losing my mind too.
That happens.
I've done some crooked things in my life, but this tops them all.
Honestly, it's going super well.
Super well?! What's wrong with you?
- I have to tell her, I feel terrible! - Kimi, no, you can't!
- Please! - Momo!
It's confirmed...
- I'm losing my mind. - No, you haven't lost anything.
You're sharp as a...
There.
And... I just sent Patrick your novel.
I knew it!
- Oh, wow! - Okay, okay...
- I know I'm a disappointment. - No.
- No, you hurt me. - Okay.
Fine. I hurt you, I understand.
I only did this because I'm convinced this is the right decision for you.
I didn't ask you anything, Anna Brodeur.
And you, my so-called friend, you played along in her games?
I'm gonna clean your house for the next three weeks.
- I think you meant "years". - 'Til death do us part.
I can't believe this. I thought I was the queen of immaturity!
Alright, we get it! I'm a monster! Where's my award?
Imagine the situation the other way around.
You're dying to work with Marlène Beaumont.
But I keep reminding you that you already made a promise to Sonia.
- How would you react? - The same way!
- You clearly don't know me! - Well...
No! I don't wanna hear a word from a dollar-store drag queen.
- You really think I'm that cruel? - Yes! Yes!
Okay, fine.
I'm gonna call Patrick and tell him he doesn't have your permission.
Momo...
Six years ago, Patrick said I wasn't popular enough to be in his agency. And he was right.
Six years later, he's agreed and I feel like I deserve it.
It's your turn, now.
Stop being scared of the success you deserve.
What am I gonna tell Sonia?
We can figure that out together.
But Monique...
Patrick is sending your novel to Marlène right this second.
If you want me to stop him, it's now or never.
- I just sent you a copy of the novel. - Yeah, got it. Cute message!
- What do you mean "cute"? - Nothing. It's just a nice message.
Right. I know you're kind of new here, Noor, but this novel is of crucial importance.
You can tell me if something's up. I'm not gonna reject your ideas just because I'm older.
- No, no. The message is perfect. - Okay.
She seems like an important client.
Would she like a bottle of champagne delivered at her door?
- Yes! - Yes?
Yes, of course!
No. Not at all.
She's gonna think the novel sucks and that I'm trying to sway her opinion.
Oh, okay.
- Does she like jokes? - There's no evidence yet. Why?
Just to stay on theme, we could send her a real Molotov cocktail in a box.
- Is that weird? - It's too forward on a first date.
- But keep the ideas coming. I like the energy! - Okay.
Where's Anna?
- Ask the Department of Favors. - And Miracles.
- Where's Anna? - She's not part of your team.
I'm not allowed to talk to my ex?
Let me guess, there's tension between Anna and Rachel
and your show isn't developing as fast as you'd like.
Good meeting!
How about Denis Villeneuve?
He's already working on his next movie. Big production.
Félix Auger-Aliassime? We had a good vibe last time he was on my show.
He's focusing on tennis to improve his ranking.
Mitsou might be interested in appearing on the third episode.
So as soon as they hear my name, they hang up. Did I get that right?
Not at all.
People love the fact you have a new project.
They're still taking a pass.
According to me, not enough time has passed since the infamous events.
And according to you, should I cancel my podcast?
Or aim for less distinguished guests.
That'd be a mistake.
Everyone's cautious because they don't know what kind of tone your show will take.
Just one "yes" could change everything. We gotta be patient.
- You don't agree? - I see it like having a crush.
You could move mountains for that person, but if there's no spark...
So my first guest should be a nobody?
- I wouldn't say it like that. - So how would you say it?
I would invite someone... who's been through hard times
and needs to repair his or her reputation. Like you.
Right. Two losers on a podcast.
Thank God you're here.
I'm dying for a drink right now.
It's a bit early to call it a day.
- Later? - We'll see.
They're contradictory strategies. It's either I interview a star or a loser.
I get that you wanna give them more creative freedom, but there's a limit.
The strategies are different, but interesting. They know how to adapt.
I'm not lying to protect my employees.
- Booking an A-lister would be ideal, but... - What?
I'm still too toxic?
Some people think that. But not everyone.
Be patient.
- So you're suddenly all zen? - You like it?
No. I'd rather you tell me what to do, step by step.
But you never listen.
Can I talk to her or is that forbidden?
You can talk to your ex that works for us if it's discreet and without any drama.
- I read you. - Okay.
Why didn't you tell me you didn't wanna write for me?
- Because that's not true. - Goddamn!
What about that title? "Monia"?
I already told you, it was at Rachel's request.
Depends how she asked you. Maybe--
No, no, no! No!
It was very clear.
Okay. Can you tell me what she said?
With the same exact tone!
Okay, um...
Feel free to write whatever you want.
And no, you don't have to write the lead role for Antoine.
Obviously, I can't stop you from writing him a cameo or a minor role, but...
Girl power.
- With that tone? - Yes.
I received Mr. Bernier's mysterious novel.
Do I send it to the selection committee?
Another flop.
I don't have your flair obviously, but the first five pages made me smile.
Because it sucks.
No. The tone is refreshing, actually.
I got hooked.
Hmm.
Forget the selection committee. Print me a copy
and order Mizumi with a Château Valmont 2015 please.
Right away, ma'am.
Yes, with pleasure. I'll send it first thing tomorrow morning.
Martin Matte's agent wants us to send him an outline for a potential interview.
He wasn't convinced at first, but...
I heard you. Impressive.
How about that drink? Our shift's almost over.
I'd like to, but I have a scuba diving lesson tonight.
For real? I love scuba diving.
I guess our next vacation is already planned.
Get a room.
- Bye, everyone. Good evening! - See you before 11, huh?
Patrick told you, I was on a mission this morning.
- Are we going out for dinner? - And your scuba diving lesson?
I don't eat with liars.
"I guess our next vacation is already planned."
It was a joke.
Why should I be mean?
So she can keep on dreaming.
I can't stop women from dreaming.
- Hey, Pat! - Céleste is allowed to disagree with you.
I wanted to talk about something... personal.
Okay. Does that mean I'm concerned?
What if... J-C and I had feelings for one another...
What if I came a little closer, would I get kicked in the crotch or...
Why don't you find out?
What would you say if it were to come to fruition?
I'd say that Jean-Christophe isn't in a position of power.
If it's mutual and doesn't affect your work...
It'll never interfere with the office. You know me.
What's important is that we never have to talk about it again.
- Good evening. - Good evening.
Oh, shit!
- That's funny. - Yeah, so funny.
It's not like you've never seen the family jewels.
I'll be ready in 30 minutes. You?
That's perfect.
Later.
Hello!
So, your meeting?
Girl power.
No need for Antoine?
Anna mentioned the context?
Did she say how difficult she found it to write for you?
That was not discussed.
Are you really surprised?
Anna always wants the best of both worlds. To be paid and to have creative freedom.
You're obviously falling into her trap.
- Thank you. - Thank you!
Thanks.
It almost feels surreal to meet your father.
- But you're the one who insisted. - It's more than that, it's...
Actually, right before you caught me out of the shower,
I dreamt of my father.
Go on.
We had the type of conversation we usually never have.
He told me to do everything in my power to take care of you.
It was like an order, almost.
I could've waited to have a confirmation, but I don't have it in me to backstab you.
If you sign with her, I'll sue you, bitch!
My God...
- Big day at the office. - That happens.
- No thanks. - Just a little bit to help you relax.
Thanks.
So, handsome Oli... How is it to have such a young stepmom?
Amazing, I'd say.
Oh, my God.
His ex hated me.
No, she was just insecure.
Anyone would be insecure in front of such a smart and determined woman.
I wouldn't describe myself like that.
Sorry, but I agree with Delphine.
My father always told me, "That woman is unique!"
The fact that your father was dating a younger woman didn't bother you?
No.
I secretly thought she was magnificent, determined...
Stéphanie used to tell me she was looking for her father, but...
She was probably right about that.
We're pretty alike then. We both like older men.
No offence, I've had my fair share of young'uns like you.
- Sorry, what? - Young'uns.
- Young'uns? - Yes.
That's a new one.
Just to get back to the comment about older men...
Actually, with Renaud, it wasn't great. He cheated on me.
A lot.
It wasn't a perfect relationship.
It was an important relationship, but...
If I had money back then, I would've come back home a lot sooner.
Did you have good years together?
Yeah, some.
You're not saying anything?
Well, I'm listening. Learning stuff.
It's interesting.
What's it like to know that I was miserable with a man my father's age?
Well, I'm not gonna get involved in your love life now.
Why not?
Maybe that's what I need.
Anna...
Is it the right time?
Is there a right time, Delphine?
Does the ideal time exist?
Because I've been waiting 40 years for a glimpse of anything.
We wanted to ask you to be your little sister's godmother.
Yeah, we'd like her to know you.
I'd like that too.
You know...
No one has a perfect past.
Can we talk about it just once?
Just to rip the bandaid off.
I don't know... I wasn't perfect.
I'm sorry.
What more can I do?
Sorry. I can't stand conflicts.
I think the little one needs a diaper change.
- Here. - I'm gonna go.
I'll give you a hand.
Sorry for killing the mood.
It's alright, it's necessary sometimes.
It moves me that they asked me to be godmother,
but it felt absurd to just say yes and pretend everything was okay.
I never managed to have a conversation with my father like you did tonight.
You're brave.
Thanks, that's nice.
I'm here.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
NEXT ON ANNA COMES HOME And don't expect a threesome,
because Anna's step-son is in town...
And because I have a new boyfriend!
Can't wait to see who cracked your stone heart.
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