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Thank you.

I'm home.

Slept well?

Very well.

Did we not stay in a CCN last night?

I think we slept more than a hundred
months.

Nice socks.

Ours sounds sexy.

You seem happy.

Conference is over.

We had a great time in Brune, as you
see.

I get to share this fantastic house with
my husband.

I'm the luckiest girl in the universe.

In the universe?

Mm -hmm.

Well, I'm afraid the inhabitants of the
galaxy in this door would be sorry to

hear that.

Nerd.

What, you just called me?

Um, I called you a nerd?

A nerd, really.

Julianne, you're not wearing panties.

This camera seems to be the perfect eye.

You really are the luckiest woman in the
universe.

Hello? You're kidding.

When did you do?

No, I'm happy for you.

So when's the wedding?

I don't know. I'll have to check and get
back to you.

Wow.

This is really sudden.

Yes. For you too, obviously.

Bye.

They're getting married immediately
because Diane is pregnant.

I've shut down the wedding for Tom.

My dad's having a baby.

In December.

Well, at least I know what to buy him
for Christmas.

What? Condoms.

When are they getting married?

They want us to be there so as soon as
we can get back.

You're going to be a big sister.

What a terrible thing to say to a

child. Yeah, she was trouble.

But she was beautiful.

with dark hair and dark eyes.

Do you have any photographs of her?

A few.

There are also some baby pictures of me
as well.

You've been holding out on me.

They're in a drawer back in my study.

I also have her diary and her father's
pocket watch.

I use it on occasion.

Did you ever read the diary?

If Sharon left me a diary, I would have
read it.

You have anything of hers?

They sent my father a box of her stuff
when she died.

And she probably asked to see it.

How much do you know about your father?

Not much.

Um, he lived in New York, had a wife and
children.

And a year before he died, he added me
as an equal beneficiary to his other

children.

Initially, I declined the inheritance,
but when I changed my mind, they tried

break the will.

You never met them?

You'd think they were in a hurry to meet
the doctor who was doing the

birthright.

I'm sorry.

What was your father's name?

Owen Davies.

Owen Davies.

Promise me you won't look into my
family.

I promise.

Are you alright?

What's your nightmare about?

I was with my mother in my old
apartment.

And I could hear her and my father
arguing.

My father was standing over her,
shouting at her.

I hit him.

He shoved me and went to the door.

It was the first time they fought.

Can you imagine cruelly after a man who
hated you?

I know my head was pretty messed up when
I was with Simon.

Different.

You were young.

She thought she loved him.

And understand the anger you feel at
your parents.

But it isn't a healthy thing to hold on
to.

There might be terrible skeletons in my
feminist closet.

I've never loved you in spite of
anything, Gabriel.

I just love you.

It's ridiculous.

What happened?

I got an email from Paul.

What did he say?

I think we need to go our separate ways.
You're married, and I need to move on.

Maybe this will be easier for me in the
future.

He doesn't want to be friends.

If I'd lost you to him...

and be friends with you.

I'd simply have to love you from a
distance.

Why didn't he try and talk to me about
this when you were in Oxford?

He didn't want to upset you before your
lecture.

Did you know about this?

So you and Paul discussed me?

Briefly, yes.

You should have called me.

I'm telling you now.

I thought Paul might change his mind,
but he surprised me once again.

I don't keep secrets from you.

If you want full disclosure, I will give
it to you. But then I will ask you for

full disclosure.

For example, did you ever have a
conversation with Paul about dropping

Harvard? What?

He told me I had to make sure you don't
abandon your dreams.

So don't lecture me about keeping
secrets.

Because I'm not the one having lunch
with those flames, telling them about

marital conflict.

It just came out.

I was worried, and I needed someone to
talk to, and I needed time to think.

Time to think and going to someone else
to talk about our problems are two

different things.

That was not the right thing to do,
Julian, and you know it.

I tried to persuade Paul not to cut you
off.

I didn't want to see you hurt.

What hurts?

It's the fact that you don't trust me.

I trust you. But not with your family
history.

You know what I know.

My mother's family disowned her and left
me to foster care. My father abandoned

us.

Do you want me to investigate such
people?

Discover more unsavory details? There
has to be something in your family

worth knowing.

Your family is part of you.

If we have children, they'll ask about
their grandparents.

I want to have our children so polluted.

A man as good and brilliant as you came
from

that pollution.

And so will our children.

Take your clothes off and lie on the
bed.

Now.

On your stomach.

Eyes closed.

Eyes closed.

Do you trust me?

Hmm.

Hi, Dad.

How are you doing?

We're at the hospital.

What's wrong?

Yesterday we went for an ultrasound, but
something was wrong with his heart.

His?

My son.

It's going to be okay, honey.

We just met with the cardiologist.

What did the doctor say?

The baby has hypoplastic left heart
syndrome.

What is that?

He only has half a heart.

Oh, my God.

He won't survive without surgery.

They have to operate after he's born.

Can they fix it?

The surgery can make his heart do what
it needs to do, but it can't give him a

normal heart.

What can I do?

Pray.

Please keep in touch and let me know
what's going on.

Will do.

I don't have any health problems.

Not that I know of.

But there are...

You don't think this is genetic, do you?

Gabriel, you don't smoke.

Usually I choose cigars.

Don't worry, it's coke.

I'd prefer Lafroide.

Did you go looking?

Good night, Gabriel.

Wait.

Are you healthy?

It's after midnight and you're asking
about my health?

Just answer the question.

I have low blood pressure.

I tend to have low iron levels, so I
take a supplement.

I didn't know that.

My low blood pressure is probably
genetic. My mother had it.

How did your mother die?

Why are you asking me this?

You told me your mother died while you
were living with your father.

I didn't know if she had health problems
or if it was an accident.

She was drunk and fell down the stairs
and broke her neck.

Happy now?

Touch me.

I love you.

But you can be a cold son of a bitch.

Sit out here all night. Just don't try
and mind -fuck me. I'm not trying to

-fuck you, Julianne.

Then warn me before you start spelunking
through my unhappy memories.

It isn't funny.

Spelunking.

Really?

I'm an enviable vocabulary

I'm

sorry I'm an

What's going on?

You're upset?

Before we were together, when you'd get
in a foul mood,

what would you do?

Let's go.

Where?

To work out your foul mood.

I don't think it's a good idea. I'm not
myself.

Would you hurt me?

Of course not.

Who do you think I am?

You're my husband who needs to fuck away
his bad mood, so let's go.

I don't fuck you, Julianne.

No, you'd rather have someone else who
you could.

That is not true.

What you crave, I need.

Help me forget that I'm about to lose
the only sibling I've ever had.

I thought I told you I didn't want you
swimming alone.

I wouldn't have to swim alone if you
didn't leave me.

You know I like to run in the mornings.

It's almost noon.

You could have left a note.

I'm going to have a shower.

I'll be in my study all day.

I'll take you to dinner in Torrey
tonight.

No.

No? No, Gabriel.

You can't run off to your study after
treating me so coldly. No.

I don't mean to be cold, Julianne.

I have a lot on my mind.

I hoped our activities would have
helped.

Julianne, I can make love to you all
day.

That wouldn't solve my problem.

Then tell me you love me.

I love you.

Go find your solutions.

But don't forget, you aren't the only
one in this house.

I don't want to live with a ghost.

It's late.

Go back to sleep.

Don't I get a kiss?

You're perched on the edge of the bed
like a...

Gargoyle glowering.

I'm not glowering.

Then kiss me like you mean it.

I'm not glowering gargoyle -like,
husband of mine.

The gargoyle.

You're a hell of a man, Viggo, Mrs.
Emerson.

Tell me why you're so grim.

You said I wished you were someone else
so I could fuck you.

Never say that again.

I'm sorry.

I hoped you could work out your bad mood
with me.

I was selfish.

If you were selfish, then so was I.

You promised we could be adventurous.

Last night was one of our adventures.

In giving.

We both received.

I don't think the supremacist would
approve of you taking part of his prayer

applying it to our sexual activities.

Francis believed in love and marriage,
you understand.

At the very least, if he disapproved,
he'd be silent about it.

We could stay with you forever.

And you would still surprise me.

I'm glad.

Because you're stuck with me.

I'm not ashamed of what we do with our
bodies.

Because it also involves our souls.

Ciao, Gabriele.

Hi. So nice that I finally meet you. So
lovely to meet you.

Okay, come this way.

Father Silvestro.

Ben arrivati, cari.

Ben arrivata. Ben tornato.

Ciao. Ciao.

Andate a giocare.

Davvero felice che state qua.

C 'era il mio gli altri.

Adesso vogliamo ringraziare tutti
insieme la zia e lo zio Emerson per la

generosità. Grazie.

Grazie. Grazie di cuore.

A giocare.

Sei Superman?

Sì.

Superman. Ai occhiali di Clark Kent.

Io sono lo zio Gabriel.

È la zia Giulia ed è mia moglie.

Nessuno

sa

che Clark Kent è Superman, perciò dovete
aiutarmi a mantenere un segreto.

Adesso andiamo a giocare con i
giocattoli.

He's asking you to pick her up, man of
deal.

She usually avoids strangers.

She hasn't spoken since she arrived
almost a year ago.

Why?

Trauma.

Maria needs a family.

Is it difficult to find families?

Sometimes.

I'll take it. I'll take it. Don't worry.

Come with me.

You could have wine.

I'm fine with water, Superman.

I rather like the idea of you being the
handsome but slightly nerdy professor

by day and the sexy man of the day by
night.

What did I say about calling me a nerd?

I can show you some steel tonight.

I'm counting on it.

I never thought of you as Lois Lane
before.

I thought you were in love with Beatrice
when really it was Lois Lane.

You need to switch literary genres.

Hardly.

But a little role -playing might be
interesting, Miss Lane.

I look forward to that.

Something happened today, didn't it?

Hang you with the children.

You're unnatural.

Can't stand to leave them there.

The staff loves them.

They're safe.

We should have taught Maria.

We aren't in the best position to take
home a toddler.

What if you had help?

I'm owed a sabbatical. That's part of my
agreement with BU.

You use your sabbatical.

Why not?

Neither one of us knows very much about
caring for a toddler.

We have Rebecca.

You've spoken to her about this?

No, she... She mentioned she hoped she'd
be with us for a long time.

Long enough to see us start a family.

I'm not your enemy, Julianne.

I'm not trying to find ways to sabotage
your education or your life.

I feel as if the... Lightest disturbance
will cause me to lose my focus and I'll

flunk.

Anxiety with starting a family is
legitimate.

But I think you'd be anxious about your
program anyway.

And that has to do with the way you see
yourself, not with the way you see the

program.

That's not true.

I felt the same way at Harvard.

I'd like to take Maria home with us.

It's not in Maria's best interest for us
to take her now.

The Julian I know would give a close of
her back to a homeless person.

Taking her to a place where she doesn't
know the language away from her friends

would upset her.

I won't let you do that, and I don't
care if you think I'm being a cold

bitch.

I'm sorry

I'm sorry, too.

You were right about Maria.

I don't think you're a bitch.

You might love it.

Then you need to be kind to me.

The best. This little world's been
really difficult.

I don't want our marriage to be like
this.

I will find a way to make it up to you.

Tell me what's wrong.

Just give me a little more time.

Darling, I've gone to run errand.

I'll be back in time to get ready for
the exhibition opening tonight.

I love you.

And I like my body when it's with your
body.

G.

Excuse me, I'm looking for a older
gentleman who lives nearby.

No, I'm sorry.

Thank you. Have a nice day.

I'd like to know how I can help find
families for these orphans.

Julianne!

Thank you.

Where's my shirt?

It's on the chair.

God, I'm glad I bought these.

I'm sorry.

No one notices it.

I think it makes you look rugged.

When will I see you?

You need to cool off.

But things have been going well.

I work for your father now.

And I told him we were casual.

He wants me to take Senator Hudson's
daughter to dinner.

What?

Don't get hysterical.

I won't. Sorry.

Hopefully, I can persuade her to put in
a good word for my father.

We could really use his endorsement.

Are you going to fuck her?

What, are you kidding?

Her family's religious. She's a virgin.

I had enough of that shit with Julia.

Religion didn't keep Jules from going
down on you. You keep your mouth shut

about Julia.

I don't need her.

Asshole boyfriend fucking things up for
me. He's your asshole husband now.

I don't care what he is.

We're finally getting what we want.

We just need to wait until after the
election.

Well, I can be patient.

But I think you need a reminder of who
you're walking out on.

I won't argue again.

I heard from my dad.

I want to get married Labor Day weekend.

The baby?

As good as can be expected.

Dad feels pretty helpless.

He wants to protect me. There's nothing
he can do.

This reminds me of our first trip to
Florence.

Getting ready before the U .C .V.

I was just your girlfriend then.

Tonight, I'm accompanying you to your
wife.

You were never just my girlfriend. You
were my lover.

And we're still lovers.

And I love you more now than before.

Your love has healed me in so many ways.

for being so sweet while I'm shaving.

The guests of honor can't be late.

We had a fight. We made up. You owe me
make -up sex.

I really need to get ready.

Look at my hair.

Fine. Don't be so... I'm not surprised
if I spirit you off to a corridor and

have my way with you.

I'm counting on it, Superman.

They're holding out on me.

Mrs. Emerson.

You're not the only one with secrets,
Professor.

But I could arrange a private viewing.

In the dark corner of your fizzy
gallery.

What did I do to deserve you?

You deserve happiness.

Welcome again, Signore.

You will be invited to open the
exhibition.

We will view the collections, enjoy
reception, and later, dinner.

May I introduce you to Dottor Vitali,
the director of the gallery.

Welcome. Welcome.

Thank you. My wife, Julianne Embers.

Ah, you know, Professor Paciani, I
assume.

And his wife.

Shall we?

We're

indebted to

Professor Emerson and Signora Emerson
for allowing us the privilege

of looking upon these full complements
of 100 images that have not been viewed

in public since perhaps their creation.

Thank you.

the artist of this wonderful event.

The person who is with me today is my
wife, Julianne Emerson, and I owe her

splendid evening.

Through her words, her gestures, her
actions,

I have discovered what it means to be
altruistic, what it means to be good.

So I thank you, but above all I thank
you.

Good evening.

Evening. A remarkable evening.

It's generous of you to share your
illustrations.

How fortunate for you that you acquired
them in secret and not

on the open market.

I count myself lucky.

Enjoy your evening.

Who is that?

I have no idea.

And if he moves in your direction,
please walk the other way. I didn't like

way he was looking at you.

It's a good thing I have Superman to
protect me.

I promise to avoid all the handsome men
here tonight.

You find him handsome?

In the way a work of art is handsome.

Not the way you are.

And if you kiss me now, I'll forget him
entirely.

I've made an addition to this room since
your last visit.

Those are the words Dante speaks.

when he sees Beatrice for the first time
in Purgatory.

You're my Beatrice.

My sticky little leaf.

My beautiful wife.

I wanted to show you how important you
are to me.

I take it you're impressed with the
exhibition, Mrs. Emerson.

Yes.

But I'd like you to take the photo down.

It's a magnificent gesture.

I don't want to be on display.

Vitaly wished to give us a gift to thank
us.

He agreed on displaying the picture.

And then he gave us one hour on this
floor, all to our health.

Let's go.

Where?

Makeup sex.

Museum sex.

Corridor sex. I don't care what you call
it.

Now's our chance.

You surprised me, Mrs. Emerson.

How so?

Because you're supposed to be shy.

I want a heart -stopping, mind -blowing
orgasm up against the Florentine wall.

It's pretty shiny.

Now tell me who's handsome.

You are.

Where are your pennies?

Pennies just getting away.

Would you be willing to speak to our
potential darling?

Go.

Good evening.

I regret what happened in Oxford.

Please. Professor Picton was unhappy
with my friend's behavior.

So was I.

If you'll excuse me. Perhaps you could
mention this to Professor Picton.

I'm applying for a job with Columbia.

I wouldn't want any bad feelings to
interfere.

I don't think Catherine would interfere
with another department's search

process. I would consider it a favor.

I've already done you a favor.

And what would that be?

I prevented my friend from sleeping with
your husband.

What?

Your husband was going to meet Christa.

I persuaded her to turn her attention
elsewhere.

How dare you come into this place of
beauty and say such ugly things to me.

I mean no harm. You and your friend mean
nothing but harm. I don't care what she

told you.

What her plans were, you didn't prevent
my husband from doing anything.

Do you hear me?

All men require a little recreation.

It's too much to expect one woman to be
enough.

Women are not items on a buffet.

And my husband doesn't share your
misogyny. Get out.

Get out.

I've been looking for you.

Let's go.

There are important people we need to
speak to.

What happened?

Professor Paciani just cornered me.

The fucking bastard.

Are you all right? I called him a
misogynist and told him to go, and I

pointed... At him.

Excellent.

Not excellent.

Embarrassing. Everybody heard me.

I doubt very much that anyone would
blame you.

He wanted me to tell Catherine that he
dealt with Krista.

He's after a job at Columbia.

Never get it.

Catherine was Lucia Brini's supervisor.

Lucia's a friend of mine.

She'll see it through him.

He also said he prevented you from
having a tryst with Krista.

Three -stop proposition may arrive
before your lecture.

You should have told me.

When you keep things from me, it puts a
wedge between us.

Others can exploit that wedge.

I deserve to know who is making a play
for my husband and when.

Agreed.

So, you're forgiven.

Since my good mood from my first parade
to museum sex has been ruined, you're

going to have to fix that.

I'm yours to command.

Good.

Because my command is pleasure.

And I like it now.

It's a wedding invitation.

Gabriel, I would never be gauche enough
to invite you to my wedding.

I wanted you to know I'm getting
married.

Now that we're both happy, things are as
they should be.

Like so, Polina.

How do you feel?

She's found a family she was looking
for.

And she has you to thank.

Me?

You persuaded me to let her go.

That she'd never find her own happiness
while she was depending on me.

Maria, too.

Sometimes loving someone means that you
have to let them go.

I'll never let you go.

I'll challenge anyone to try to take you
away from me.

I'm not going anywhere.

Paulina.

You look tired.

I don't expect you to forgive me.

But I wanted to say that I'm sorry.

I was...

Callous and selfish.

Why now?

It's because of her, isn't it?

It's going to bother her. Oh, yes, it
is.

I was a fool to settle for what we were.

I couldn't see my way out of it.

Now I can.

I swear to God, I'm not going back.

All these years, I was so worried my
parents would slam the door in my face.

But I realized before I even entered the
house that I could have come home years

ago.

The prodigal daughter.

And you can't understand my desire for
forgiveness.

I'm just wondering why you're asking for
this now.

You were my friend.

And Maya... I can't talk about her.

She's happy now.

You know I don't believe that. When
you're dead, you're dead.

I know that that isn't true. Oh, stop.

We did this one beautiful thing
together.

Let's not mourn her.

By living empty, wasted lives.

You come to me to ease your conscience
and say something like that? I'm here to

make amends.

My baby is dead, and I can't have
another.

Make amends for that.

I can't.

You get to go home to your girlfriend
knowing she can give you a child.

What happened to me can never be undone?

I'm sorry for everything.

Wait.

I met someone.

Keith is a widower with two little
girls.

They call me Auntie Paulina.

He loves me and his girls need me.

I forgive you, Gabriel.

But I won't have this conversation
again.

I made my peace with the past.

Do you need an appointment to be your
doctor?

No.

I'm not having my vasectomy reversed.

I'd like us to pursue adoption.

Tell me what's troubling you.

how anyone could tend to be near me. I
was terrible to my family

and Paulina.

That's in the past.

What if Paulina's miscarriage was my
fault?

What if her miscarriage was a result of
a genetic abnormality?

I told you I wanted a child, but I never
stopped thinking about the risks.

Miscarriages are common.

It's... Tragic, but true.

What if the same thing happened to us?

It would be devastating.

But this is the world we live in. There
is illness and death.

We can't pretend that we're immune.

We can avoid unacceptable risks.

So you don't want to have a baby with
me?

All this talk of Paulina, I know I
shouldn't, but I envy her.

You shared a life -changing experience
with her that we may not be able to

I thought you'd be relieved.

Nothing in what you've said relieves me.

And you certainly don't look happy.

Because I want what I can have.

I can go through what I went through
with Polina again.

We'll adopt.

So that's it.

No.

I know you want to protect me, and that
is admirable, but let's be clear, it

goes deeper than that.

It's wrapped up in what happened between
your father and mother.

This isn't about that.

This is about choosing the risk I'm
willing to take.

You could wrap me in bubble wrap and I
could still get sick.

And as much as I don't want to say it,
someday you're going to die, but I

to love you now and build a life with
you knowing that I could lose you.

I'm asking you to make the same choice.
Take that risk with me.

I have no idea what's in my medical
history.

Some of your relatives are still alive.

You could speak with them.

I'd rather burn in hell.

Listen to yourself.

We're praying that God would give us our
own child. Are you taking that prayer

back all because you don't think you're
good enough?

Broken angel.

What are you doing?

Showing you how much I love you.

You did this for me once.

I like about it.

Why? Because I love you.

Because I have compassion for you.

Because I forgive you.

I keep waiting for God to take you away.

You don't have to be afraid of being
happy.

Thinking that he wants to take that
happiness away from you, that's not who

is.

How can you be sure?

God doesn't give you blessings just to
strip them away.

I'm not going to let you delay having
your vasectomy reversed.

I want to have a family with you, and I
don't care what your DNA says.

I thought you were not ready for baby.

I'm not.

But if we want to have a baby, we need
to start discussing it with the doctor.

We can do both.

You aren't a prisoner of your history. I
believe in you.

I wish you'd believe in yourself.

These hands are yours.

You can use them for good or evil.

biology or DNA can determine those
decisions for you.

What would I pass on to our child?

My mother was an alcoholic.

If you're focused on family history, you
should ask what I'm going to pass on.

Of all the things you could pass.

He would only pass beauty and kindness

and love.

That's what I was going to say to you.

Of all the gifts God gave me,

Let's do it again.

Since the beginning of my investigation
of my family, I'm reading my mother's

diary.

That was one of my favorite toys.

I seem to remember my father giving it
to me.

That can't be right.

No matter what you discover, we'll face
it together.

I received an email from the conference
telling me that a European press has

agreed to publish a few papers.

Your first publication.

Congratulations.

I'm going to need a favor.

For you, my love, I would endeavor to
pluck the stars from the sky only to

shower them at your feet.

How do you do that?

Do what?

Say things like that. That's beautiful.

I've spent years studying poetry, Mrs.
Emerson.

It's in my DNA.

It certainly is.

My paper needs some revisions.

Will you make some suggestions?

Yeah. I'll try not to be a bastard when
I give you my comments.

I'd appreciate that.

Now, um, can we have desk sex or do you
want

to chat all afternoon?

Hmm.

Desk sex, please.

Your wish is my command.

The painting's called Angela Musicante.

I know you've been hesitant about
preparing for the baby, but I thought

angel would be an expression of hope.

Thank you, honey.

That's very sweet.

So you get to decorate?

A few things.

Maybe not everything, you know. Whatever
you want.

Would you like to take those boxes with
you?

I think they belong to your mother.

What?

If you don't want them, or you don't
want them right now, that's fine.

I'd like to look at Mom's stuff.

Not all fired up about having this
conversation.

Honey.

Ask Gabriel to come and help me carry
him.

I don't think I have the energy to
celebrate your birthday tonight, Jules.

sorry. Why don't you go take a nap?

I tried. My husband followed me. There
was no napping, but there was lots of

baby -making.

I need a vacation.

From baby -making?

Oh, yes.

Dammit, we are having sex all of the
time and I'm not getting pregnant.

I'm beginning to feel like a machine.
God, what have I wandered into?

Nothing. Skip dinner. Go lie down in our
room. Join us for dessert.

Thank you.

Tell me we aren't going to be like that.

We aren't going to be like that.

Promise.

I'll be in the study.

What are you reading?

It's my mother's diary.

I found something in it from Grace.

It's names, addresses and phone numbers.
One is for Jean Emerson

of Doudna Island, my grandmother.

Don't remember Grace telling me she
spoke with my grandmother.

There was no point in burdening you with
everything that happened.

I apologize.

We should have told you.

You and Grace took me in when my own
flesh and blood disowned me.

You have always been our son.

Would it offend you if I tried to find
out about my biological parents?

Of course not.

It's your heritage. You have a right to
know.

Julia thinks that if God was a father,
he must be like you.

That's a high compliment, but an
unwarranted one. I am imperfect just

everyone else.

But that I could have one quarter of
your imperfection.

Grace and I always thought of you as a
gift.

But when she died, I realized something.

I know you feel gratitude to us for
adopting you, as if we did you a favor.

But you're looking at things the wrong
way.

God gave you to us.

Because he knew we needed you.

whole life three boxes what a waste

why

don't

my mother love me

She kept the photos.

It's clear she loved you when you were
born. You can see it in her face.

But she loved alcohol more.

I can't contemplate choosing alcohol and
men over my child.

Eve never struggled with addiction.

I'm sure there were times where your
mother wanted to stop.

It's a pile of junk.

Your baby things aren't junk.

We can frame the photos.

Someday, if we have a girl, you can show
her how beautiful her mama looked when

she was a baby.

Thank you.

The first time we went out, you got
white.

Well, white symbolizes virginity, and
that doesn't apply anymore.

Hey, April, wait.

Did you tell all your friends?

I'm sure they had a big laugh.

Take the nice Christian girl out, and
she gives it up like it's prom night.

I came here because I wanted to see you.

Want me to take you out to dinner?

What's your angle?

I like you.

That's it.

Isn't that reason enough?

Well?

Good evening to you, too.

I'm still getting used to these.

I only need them for reading.

You look like a sex librarian.

We should take them into the study and
introduce them to the wonders of death.

You aren't going to distract me.

I want to hear about your appointment.

What if I promise you consecutive
orgasms? That sounds great.

But I want to hear about the doctor.

And if I promise you?

Kitchen table sex, the likes of which
you never experienced before.

I would say you're worrying me because
you're trying to distract me.

He's confident we could do artificial
insemination if the reversal isn't

successful.

But I still have to be tested to see if
I'm producing viable sperm.

And?

And even if it performs the reversal,
the probability of success is low.

The chance of pregnancy is 30%. When
would

we know if the procedure is successful?

After next week, I could be fertile
within a few months or a year.

He suggested he was in a gynecologist to
see if there are any fertility issues

on your side.

I'm due for one.

They also said we should abstain from
sex for three weeks after my procedure.

He told me there cannot be any
ejaculation.

Three weeks?

Shite.

So sure we should do this?

I was celibate for a lot longer than
that.

You'll need me to be your nurse.

I like the sound of that.

A nurse, a librarian, a student, a

professor.

Is there no help to your talent, Mrs.
Emerson?

None.

In fact, I have another secret identity.

Oh, really?

I'm sorry, could you repeat that?

You have fibroids. A benign growth on
the uterus. They're common.

You have two of them.

Two?

Well, if she needs surgery... We're
inclined to leave them. We will put you

birth control. The hormones in the pill
slow the fibroids' growth.

What about fertility?

I don't think fertility will be a
problem. However, fibroids tend to grow

pregnancy.

We'll schedule another ultrasound in
about six months just to check them. But

for now, I take this as good news.

Are you nervous?

I'm glad you're coming with me.

Once I finish shaving, you'll have to
give me something to tie me over for the

next three weeks.

I can do that.

I can't shave when you're touching me.

Maybe I should do it for you.

You enjoy feeding me.

Perhaps I'll enjoy shaving you.

Will you teach me?

Sitting is overrated.

I'd like to do this for you.

Shave in the direction the hair grows.

Don't apply pressure.

The blade is very sharp.

You want me to shave you half naked?

No. I want you to shave me completely
naked.

I'm not sure that's a good idea.

I'll miss you.

Perhaps it would be a good idea to pass
on self -control to both of us.

I guess you must trust me.

I think we're finished.

I don't think we're finished yet.

Then drop the towel, Professor.

Hey.

How is he?

The surgery went well. It's complicated,
but... nothing unexpected he's on

intravenous and i wanted to stay
overnight you can go see him now

My baby.

Chicken soup for dinner with homemade
rolls.

Delicious. Thank you.

I didn't expect Gabriel to be so weak
after his procedure.

He insists he's going to work tomorrow,
but I don't see how he can. He's in

pain. Men make the worst patients. They
don't take their medication.

They don't do what they're told.

They won't admit when they're sick.

They're like cats.

I remember that.

In fact, it's probably easier.

To give a pill to a cat and to a man.

Then again, a man can't scratch you.

It's a good thing he's upstairs. He
talks with us, comparing him with a cat.

Well.

So what does Kathleen have to say?

She's coming to Harvard in January to
give a series of lectures.

Jeremy Martin has also been invited to
give a paper.

Not looking forward to that
confrontation.

Can you smooth things over?

I don't know.

I can't imagine Kathy. having a tawdry
affair with an old, married Oxford

professor. All Hutt was considered
handsome in his day.

She had to know it was wrong.

Not only because of her career, but
because he was married.

If she ever felt one -tenth the love I
felt for you, I can understand why she

was led astray.

Now that I'm married, however, if
someone were to lose you, wait. I love

more than before we were married.

Marriage is the strangest thing.

Almost without realizing it, I feel as
if our hearts became knitted together.

Marriage is a sacrament.

Of course, sex we're no longer having.

Three weeks is almost up.

You better inform your professors you
won't be in class that day.

Have you found out anything about your
family yet?

My lawyer was supposed to get a copy of
the coroner's report on my mother and

health information about her parents and
my father's family, but I haven't heard

anything. No one is going to give you a
lawyer that kind of information.

Information can be bought.

Have you ever bought information like
that?

Why?

For you.

What kind of information?

I ensured Simon and Natalie would never
bother you again.

Tom tells me you broke my niece's heart.

I should be tuning you up rather than
doing a job for you.

This is for her.

The girl tried to blackmail her. The boy
fucking bit her and threatened to rape

her.

Leverage.

To get them to turn over whatever they
had on Jules.

And I'll have a conversation with Simon
and Natalie about what'll happen if they

don't.

Intern from the senator's office.

College student?

High school.

Seventeen. Fuck.

Senator Talbert's making it big for the
White House.

He'll comply.

Shia, why didn't you tell me?

I didn't want you knowing anything about
it if there was a chance they decided

to go to the police.

Thank you.

You should probably thank Uncle Jack,
too.

If they wouldn't bother you, thank you.

How'd you sleep? Good.

Sleep better with you than without you.
Yeah, me too.

But I feel guilty.

Why? Because we're sleeping together and
we aren't married.

Sex isn't bad.

But I was taught to wait and I didn't.

You were taught to wait because your
parents didn't want some asshole taking

advantage of you. Don't cut.

Sorry.

Your parents are trying to protect you.

But our situation's different.

How's it different?

I like having sex with you.

But I also enjoy your company.

I can let my guard down when I'm with
you.

I don't have to be...

Senator Talbot's son.

I can be myself.

I love you, Simon.

I love you too.

What?

Did you forget what day it is?

No. Our special day is tomorrow.

We're starting early.

Is that why?

I don't give a damn.

I've waited long enough.

So, prepare to be pleasured, my dear.

Now?

Now.

Yeah.

I think we need more chocolate. What do
you think?

Definitely more.

hold on tight because I'm planning to be
a thorough.

Oh, then why?

Dear Gabriel, if I may, recently I was
contacted by Michael Wasserstein, our

family attorney, telling me that you
were making inquiries about our father,

Owen Davies.

I was told that you wanted to learn more
about his family history.

My name is Kelly Davies Schultz.

And I'm your half sister.