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* ethereal music with female vocals *

Baa.

Baa.

* all bleating *

* car approaching *

Wow, the little one's so pretty.

* oppressive music *

* cheerful music over silent scenes *

* music fades out *

We're just incredibly free.

And we do so many lovely things and go on such cool trips.

The best part is that we get paid just for being ourselves.

That's pretty sweet.

How much do you weigh, anyway?

(PR woman) Lilly. - (Girl) Lilly!

Every body is different.

Weight is just a number.

That's why I don't give exact figures,

because none of you should compare yourselves to me.

What matters most is that you love your body and take care of it.

So are you always happy with your body?

(Boy) You do look different online.

Different?

Well, like, insanely, ridiculously pretty.

(laughing) Okay.

Would you maybe get surgery one day?

We categorically reject cosmetic surgery.

Truly beautiful people don't need correcting.

Do you have a boyfriend?

No, I don't have a steady boyfriend right now.

Do you have flings?

Are you on Tin*bleep*r?

Are you on Tin*bleep*r?

No, man, I've only got one girl. I'm a loyal man.

How many friends do you have?

Well, I've got 4.3 million followers on Ti*bleep*k.

I don't have much time right now.

So friends aren't really a priority.

Besides, my parents matter most to me anyway.

How much cash do you make a month?

You guys are crazy rich, right?

I wouldn't say crazy rich.

We do well,

but by now, and people shouldn't forget this,

we built all of it up from nothing.

But really, really rich? That's other people.

* ethereal music *

Yes, thank you!

Thanks, Rosalie, that was really, really great. Um...

Luca? Could you come here a sec?

Listen, if you ever need a break or anything...

Just take one, okay?

* birdsong *

* tense music *

* music stops abruptly * How was today for you all?

I'd totally forgotten how funny mini humans can be.

Kids are just the best.

* Luca coughs * - Totally.

Hey, everything okay?

Yes.

Was it cool for you today too?

Yes.

Why?

Um...

If you ever feel like a spritz...

Hit me up, okay?

* engine starts * - Arrivederci.

* motorbike drives off *

* parents talking quietly *

* harmonious music over silent scenes *

* harmonious music cuts off, menacing music *

* menacing music cuts off, deep breathing in and out *

* low droning hum *

* long exhale *

Luca and I did our mental debrief like good girls

and now we're completely relaxed and balanced.

Got it a bit too good, Nunki?

Can't complain. - Hm.

And I don't want to.

What?

(whispers) Sometimes I'd just like to take moments like this,

freeze them,

flash-freeze them,

and put them in the freezer.

Mm-hm.

(Stella, in Berlin dialect) It's gonna be another tropical day.

I'm dripping with sweat, I tell ya.

(Luca, in Berlin dialect) You going through the menopause or what?

Menopause?

Did you have a clown worm for breakfast?

Jutta, you old blackbird!

Speaking of worms.

What would you say if...

your father and I put another egg in the nest?

(standard German) What?

It's not like it's definite or anything, but...

My lord husband, your father, that is, and I, if you will,

we've been thinking about it.

Hm? What do you say?

It's a nice idea.

Could you imagine continuing our conversation from after breathwork

on the podcast?

To go a little deeper?

I think it's a real issue for a lot of families.

I'd be so happy if you did it.

Besides, we're overdue for a mother-daughter talk.

Nunki.

Your emotions are your strength.

And making yourself vulnerable is your superpower.

Hm?

(mumbling) You can think it over.

(Chris, dramatically) She's on a mission.

She forges straight ahead.

Strong, she stands against every storm,

defies all resistance.

But...

Will she reach her goal?

You know how happy your mother is when you do this.

Besides, your Mer... *bleep* doesn't pay for itself.

* droning *

* cheerful music over silent scenes *

* music fades out *

* soft splashing, birdsong *

Do we have to talk about it?

About what?

The podcast.

You're overthinking it.

I just don't want to come across as the worst cold bitch.

Oh, Nunki...

I don't want to do it.

Is that okay?

Sure.

You don't have to do anything you're not comfortable with.

I'll think of something else.

* frogs croaking, owls hooting *

Cut that shit out.

* ethereal music with female vocals *

* music fades out *

* soft rustling *

* soft moaning *

* whimpering groans, dull thudding *

* slapping and thudding *

* silence *

* children laughing quietly *

* parents moaning with pleasure *

* moaning intensifies *

* moaning stops, muffled rustling *

In case we don't see each other again today...

Good afternoon, good evening and good night.

(Luca) I had a bad dream.

(Stella) Oh no,

little Nunki.

I dreamt the children were living in our house.

And sleeping in the bed.

(Stella) Hey...

In our universe there's only one Nunki.

Have you thought about it some more?

The mother-daughter podcast?

(Luca, whispering) Softening toner.

(Stella) Slow-aging moisturizer.

(Luca) Pore-minimizing booster.

(Stella) Morning booster.

(Luca) Skin-perfecting day cream.

(Stella) With SPF 50.

And then?

Then I just twisted the tooth right out.

You're so tough. - It didn't actually hurt at all.

Hm.

And tell me...

How are you sleeping these days?

Fine. - Mm-hm.

No trouble falling asleep at all? - No, I always drop off right away.

You don't need two hours, huh? - No!

No! That's someone else.

Wow.

It's a bit gross sometimes.

Nunki?

I wanted to explain something to you properly, nice and calmly.

So...

Every woman

has a special organ,

the uterus.

You can think of it as a kind of little chamber.

And that chamber regularly gets fitted with new cushions.

And then it's all heavenly and cozy in there.

And then, in theory, a baby can move in.

But if nobody wants to rent the chamber,

then women get their period.

The body takes all the cushions out again

and gives everything a really good, thorough clean.

And then women have

a bit of blood coming out of the vagina.

Welcome to the club, dear Nunki.

(Woman) ...this has all been super productive already.

Hugh, would you bring everyone up to speed on the tech?

(Hugh) Uh, yeah. Um...

So with Luca's avatar, users can communicate

as if they were on a video call with their best friend.

So, as if they were on the phone with Luca herself.

And we feed, or rather, nourish our AI with your video footage.

You're welcome.

Um, and the important thing for you here is

that... - Th...

What's truly unique about the avatar

is that it responds individually to every user.

So it highlights the sides of you

that are most compatible with the respective algorithm.

You become the perfect, fluid projection surface.

Right, and here you can download and test the current beta.

And the more you interact with your avatar,

the better and more trained it gets.

Well, she, actually.

This project is truly close to my heart.

I...

I believe there are really a lot of girls out there who...

who wish they had a friend just like you, Luca.

I...

I so often wished for that myself, back then.

Someone who...

who tells you that you're not alone.

Our world has become so incredibly impersonal,

and we're really working against exactly that trend.

Real interaction again, at last.

I'm very proud of the team. A lot of work has gone into this.

(Chris) And we're extremely glad we get to be a part of it.

(Stella) Yes, I was a bit skeptical at first,

but I think you've created something great.

(Woman) May I say something?

All this AI skepticism is so incredibly German.

I only came back from China three years ago,

and in the next decade they're simply going to push us aside.

* voices fade out *

* oppressive music *

(Hugh) Now, uh, give us a smile.

Look happy.

Maybe a little variation.

Think of something that makes you really happy.

Okay, let's try sad.

Perfect. Um...

desperate?

Yes, very good.

* melancholy music with vocals *

* music fades out *

And what else are we like?

We're pretty popular online.

We have four million on Ti*bleep*k,

and we're a role model for many young women.

And...

what's our stance on gluten?

Gluten, sadly, is an absolute no-go.

When we were little, it wasn't a problem at all.

But at eight years and...

if I remember correctly, 45 days,

a test showed

that, sadly, we should cut gluten out of our life.

But...

But what?

We love the pasta at Nonna Maria.

That's a problem.

What do I do when I don't get what I want?

You try even harder.

You blame yourself.

Then you have the power.

Then you get everything,

really everything you want.

* door opens *

* ethereal music *

Sleep well. Love you guys.

See you tomorrow. Good night.

(Stella) Sleep well. I love you.

See you tomorrow. Good night.

(Chris) Sleep well. I love you.

See you tomorrow.

Good night.

* music fades out *

* soft touchscreen tapping *

(Stella) I mean, I understand her.

It'd be a huge change

if she were no longer the only child. - Mm-hm.

I just think she's so great, that... well,

that she talks to me about it so openly

and doesn't hide her fears.

I mean, we've all seen jealous scenes.

Of course it can seem ungrateful

when Luca says, "I don't want a little sibling."

(Stella) Yes, those are her emotions, and...

they're totally important for now. - Exactly.

It's just a bit of a shame, because...

we want it so mu...

* gentle lapping *

(Chris) Completely absurd.

We haven't had this in three years.

Hey, engagement is just at over 300 percent

of our normal.

And it'll get way crazier with pregnancy and baby content.

That's making me happier right now than it should.

You're allowed to enjoy it for once.

I love you.

Thanks. I know.

I love you too.

* oppressive music *

* Luca gasps for air *

Hello?! Chill!

(Luca) How many people have listened to the podcast?

(Stella) The reactions are all totally positive.

Everyone understands you and your dilemma.

* oppressive music continues *

(Luca) Delete the podcast.

(Stella) We only want what's best for you.

(Chris) We've got a surprise for you.

* music stops abruptly *

(Stella) Oh, I've always wanted a golden retriever.

(Chris) Sorry, but they have really bad joints.

(Stella) Cute!

(Chris) God, how adorable.

I want that one.

He goes perfectly with my loafers.

(Stella) Nah, those always stink.

(Chris) We can't do that. There'd be a massive shitstorm.

(Stella) Oh God! - (Chris) That's the one.

(Luca) I want Jürgen.

(Chris) Absolutely not. - (Stella) Nunki, please.

(Luca) I want Jürgen.

* birdsong *

* distant bleating *

Can't we be completely normal for just one day?

Like it was for you guys back then.

Nunki.

There are families who don't own their home.

Both parents work and are never home.

And you know what the kids do?

They heat up their food in the microwave.

Fancy that kind of "just being normal"?

Since my 10th birthday, all I ever got was...

(Luca) ...25 euros...

(Chris and Luca) ...and a Happy Birthday card.

Hm. - You definitely don't want that either.

* Jürgen whimpers *

Well, little Jürgen?

How do you like our family?

Are you hyped? Are you up for it?

Or should we take you back?

(Stella, laughing) Jürgen! Sit!

Sit!

We all fell head over heels instantly.

Right, Jürgen?

Jürgen, look.

* dynamic music *

(Stella) We promised you we'd try out S*bleep*ri for you.

Sushi isn't exactly our favorite food,

but this place really makes a fan of you.

(Chris) Today we went to see the monkeys. Hoo, hoo, hoo!

Since this will be our last vacation as a couple,

we wanted to really treat ourselves and flew to Bali.

Right. Here's our apartment.

(singing)

(singing)

(singing)

* beeping *

(Chris) This is so crazy.

Soon you'll be with us, little Luca.

* Stella breathes loudly and screams *

* baby cries *

* calm music begins *

* hair dryer roaring *

* baby babbling happily *

(Stella) What are you two doing? - Testing how much toilet paper there is.

I thought you wanted to show me something.

We wanted to show you how Nunki can use the toilet.

Show me.

Yes, because Nunki can do that too. Yes.

Well, look who's sitting on the potty all by herself.

* Middle Eastern music *

* playful music *

Look what Mommy's got.

Nunki wants that.

Nunki, do you fancy that?

Yes? - Yes.

Look! - Look!

Look! - Look here.

Show Daddy.

Show how pretty you look.

Wait, I'll put some on you, okay? - Yes.

Not too much.

Show Daddy. Go like...

* kissing sound *

(Chris) Wave for Daddy, Nunki.

* calm music continues *

She's making it hard for us again today.

We slept terribly last night.

Nothing's very easy right now.

Now she waved.

Sadly, nobody saw.

I kissed a boy.

Oh wow! How was it?

Did it feel nice?

* music fades out *

* rhythmic groaning *

* oppressive music *

* oppressive music continues *

* door buzzer *

Hey, Nunki.

Riding a motorbike can be pretty dangerous.

Did you at least wear a helmet?

Please take care of yourself.

He's already been out.

Fetch!

Come!

Go!

* whimpering *

Go on, be brave.

* soft howling *

* splash and frightened whimpering *

* silence *

* gentle lapping *

* oppressive music *

* frogs croaking, birds calling *

* music stops abruptly *

I'm back!

I'm very much sorry that I haven't been in touch for so long, but...

here I am.

* she takes a deep breath *

I'm back.

I'm very much sorry that I haven't been in touch for so long,

but here I am.

* muffled chatter and soft piano music *

I'm almost back at my goal weight,

even though I'm still a bit chubby,

but today is cheat day, my friends.

Cheers.

(Stella) Do you think Jürgen's okay?

(Luca) Sure, why wouldn't he be?

I don't know.

He's just never been alone this long.

(Chris) Remember when we left Nunki alone for the first time?

(Stella) Hm.

When Anna...

I felt so bad leaving you alone.

But it was absolutely the right thing.

(Luca) I'd have liked to see Grandma one more time.

(Stella) It helped me to know

that someone was waiting for me at home.

* Stella laughs *

(Luca) What?

The funeral. - No!

(Chris sings)

(singing)

I had no idea how these things work.

Every damn fifth cousin did some kind of performance.

(Stella) Intercessions, Luca, intercessions.

(Chris) So great. Nunki at the altar, full blast.

(Chris sings)

(singing)

(Stella) That takes guts. - (Chris) Yeah.

(Waiter) Was everything all right? - Fantastic, thanks.

Thanks.

(Waiter) There.

Thanks a lot. Thank you.

Could we have dessert right away, please?

For sure.

* soft piano music continues *

Here you go.

* throat clearing *

* Luca laughs *

May I?

* oppressive music blends into the piano music *

* voices fade, loud footsteps *

* oppressive music continues *

* approaching footsteps *

* music fades out *

* conversations die down *

* loud stream of urine *

* oppressive music *

* loud eating noises *

* lounge music *

How many nights?

A month, to start with.

For you?

Okay, credit card and ID, please.

Details.

Yours.

You can have my T*bleep*k handle.

Cool. Uh, what about your ID?

I can make sure nobody ever sets foot in here again.

Or I can make sure you're booked out for the rest of the year.

If you make an effort,

I'll let your boss know who's responsible for it.

What do you like about yourself?

(Avatar) My hair, my abs.

My lips are pretty cute too.

Oh, come on.

I think I can take quite a lot.

Even if it doesn't always look that way.

And that I always keep going.

Hi there.

I just wanted to show you where I'm living right now.

And this is the way in.

I still have a bit of unpacking to do here.

Haven't got round to that yet.

And...

this is where I sleep.

* phone vibrates *

* oppressive music fades in *

* music fades out *

And...

what's your apartment like now?

Sweet. I'm super happy. It's in an old building.

Does it have high ceilings?

Mm-hm. Very high ceilings.

And when do I finally get to see it?

Sweetie.

Aw, man.

Have you got a girlfriend you're hiding from me?

Mm-hm. A whole harem.

(Julie sings)

(singing)

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(singing)

(singing)

(singing)

(singing)

(singing)

(singing)

(singing)

(singing)

(singing)

(singing)

(singing)

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(singing)

(singing)

(singing)

(singing)

* ethereal music *

(Luca) I'm addicted to T*bleep*k.

(Julie) I'm addicted to Pr*bleep*a, D*bleep*r and He*bleep*s.

(Luca) I'm addicted to validation.

(Julie) I'm addicted to being needed.

(Luca) I'm afraid of not being really special.

(Julie) I think the world would be so much better

if nobody wanted to be something special.

* music fades out *

I'm going to head home now, alright?

Don't...

Don't you maybe want to...

Or I'll come back to yours.

Sorry, sweetie.

Can you...

Thanks.

Good night. - Good night.

* ethereal music *

* oppressive music *

* he sniffles *

Unfortunately we're back again today with a video

that we wish we hadn't had to make.

But...

sadly, it's happened again.

We were hacked, as you saw from the...

AI-generated video on our channel.

To make this completely clear once more:

That is not the real Luca in the video.

(Chris) Uh-uh.

* sniffling *

So, together with Luca, we've decided

that she won't be taking part for now.

I'm sure you can understand that we want to protect our daughter.

Yes, and we definitely need a bit of time.

But, um...

we're carrying on.

* hair dryer roaring *

* dynamic music *

* short whistle *

* loud stomping *

* music fades out, whimpering *

I keep thinking about how much we used to cuddle.

Nunki, I'm sorry.

I get it now.

I promise you.

* oppressive music *

(Luca) I'm nothing, I'm good at nothing, I'm...

shit, ungrateful and a bad person.

(Avatar) Girl, that's such nonsense. And you know it.

Breathe in.

Breathe out.

Again.

Good.

It's very simple.

I want you to listen to me now and not argue.

You're unique.

Tsk... - Ah!

Stop. Listen.

You have everything you need.

You're a brand. You just have to play it.

Pull yourself together at last and take what you're owed.

You have no idea what I'd have done for this back then.

And you're sure you don't want to keep it?

It's all yours.

As soon as you've made content with me.

* dynamic music *

* music continues over silent scenes *

* music fades out, toothbrush buzzing *

* beep *

Good morning!

Those give me a rash right away. No chance.

Huh? But you were totally fine with the LED masks.

Are you stupid? That's something completely different.

They're all natural. Nothing's going to happen.

Hey.

This is a really, really good deal for us.

Push it, baby.

Your body is strong if you want it to be strong.

We'll do the "after" photo first, alright?

Come on!

* quiet, tense, pulsing music *

* music gets louder *

* Julie says something unintelligible *

* tense music builds *

* music fades out *

I'm completely lost right now.

Makes two of us.

Hm?

I've been thinking a bit too much lately.

Real downer.

Rookie mistake.

I just don't want to be only someone else's product.

Sometimes I wish I could slip out of myself.

Just go somewhere without taking myself along.

Deep.

Also a bit embarrassing.

Let me be.

We should stop whining.

* ethereal music *

Come on.

A bit more drama, please.

Touch the sun already.

Let's create something new.

* lounge music *

Hey.

Hey.

So is T*bleep*k actually pretty great after all?

Yeah, I...

I'm neurodivergent.

I'm sorry?!

No, it's great. At least then I know what's going on.

Nice.

Do you want to sleep with me?

Uh...

Can I say no?

Sure, um...

When?

* he slurps *

* she moans softly *

I don't think I want this after all. - I don't think I do either.

* she yaps *

* yapping again *

That could be our ritual.

You know? Because...

dogs are cute.

And so are we and our future babies.

But I don't want to make dog noises.

Or babies.

Raiding the bathroom of a guy I hooked up with.

Eww!

Tell me you're basic

without telling me you're basic.

10 out of 10.

But at least

he's in touch with his feelings.

(whispers) Get me out.

* oppressive music *

Hello, my dears.

We're so happy about everyone who's new here,

and super happy that you're so interested in us

and the little munchkin.

First of all, thank you for the lovely messages.

Really, a thousand thanks. It gives me so much strength.

So now it's really only six or seven more weeks?

Six weeks. Mm-hm.

I'm so insanely excited.

I've got news.

I'm looking for a new family.

Welcome, buongiorno and hello

to my fantastic family experiment.

If you're a wonderful family

that has always wanted a wonderful and good-looking child,

then for the next two weeks, or even forever,

I could become your new daughter.

I look forward to meeting you.

Are you ready? - Mm-hm.

Okay.

This is Marie, Jakob, Sandra and Jurek.

Hi, guys. I'm Jakob.

Please only speak when I ask you something, okay?

Thank you.

So, Marie,

what do you love?

You can tell us a bit about yourself.

Marie, off you go.

(Marie, groaning) Um...

Yeah, hey, I'm Marie...

and I'm 20 years old

and I finished high school last year.

Uh, I work at E*bleep*, and...

um... I like writing and...

What you like best is doing nothing. - Jakob!

This is Jakob, and Jakob is 24 years old

and still lives at home

and has his underpants washed by our mom.

Marie!

Well, whose idea was it to bring me here?

Well, it was my idea.

I...

I feel like I've somehow known Luca my whole life,

or not my... well, your whole life.

I always wanted a third child and...

And now here it is, basically.

I mean, if she wants.

Yes.

Yes.

Listen, we can also order something for you.

No, it's all good. We'll do everything like always.

I'm one of you.

Mm-hm.

Ah, hang on.

I found...

this mysterious object

in our trash can.

The...

Smart Repair Ultra Gloss car paint pen in black.

(Jakob) So unlike you, the pen is smart.

* laughter * - (Jurek) Funny.

Now the only question is, the Smart Repair Ultra,

what was it used for?

Well, my car is black, yes, but...

since only I am allowed to use the car,

I can say with certainty that, uh...

it hasn't picked up any scratch

that would justify the use of the Smart Repair Ultra.

I'm listening.

* grandfather clock chimes *

Maybe Marie had a scratch on her bike.

(Jurek) The bike is red.

(Marie) The bike is red.

(Jakob) The bike is red. - (Marie) Red.

(Jurek) It's kind of strange, isn't it, Luca?

(Marie) Dad?

I promise you...

It was a tiny scratch.

And I didn't drive the car.

I was going very fast on my bike... - Oh...

Man, I was just cycling fast,

and then quickly rode into the garage.

And someone who cycles fast sometimes just has to...

I'm a fast cyclist, and so I just...

* oppressive music over fading voices *

* oppressive music and clock ticking *

At my grandma's funeral

I sang "Unwritten" by Natasha Bedingfield.

How lovely.

And why?

* heartbeat on CTG monitor *

* heartbeat continues *

* heartbeat stops *

* ringing tone *

Hey, this is Julie's voicemail.

Just send me a voice mess...

(Avatar) Hello, Mrs. Summer.

Can you please just be quiet with me?

You're always like this.

Like what?

So soulless.

* ethereal music *

* door slams, quick footsteps recede *

* ethereal music continues *

* music fades out *

(Chris calls) Jürgen!

* Chris whistles *

(Chris, quietly) Nunki.

I... You can...

am...

* he sobs loudly *

* quiet sobbing *

Baa.

Baa.

I need security.

Nunki. - Don't "Nunki" me.

I want facts.

I want contracts

and my fucking accounts. - (Chris) Luca.

We're extremely grateful to you for everything, you know that.

But this here, your mom and I built it.

(Stella) Luca, we had...

(Stella and Luca) ...nothing.

I know.

The whole fucking world knows.

I want my split, and I want it backdated.

God, can you for once not start crying right away?

You have your account.

We transferred money into it every month. - Stop it!

Please!

Just think about it, okay?

(whispers) Hey, little one.

(Stella) Are you looking forward to her?

Of course.

She's my little baby sister.

I'm going to love you more than anything else in the world.

You can still love me just as much, please.

Every evening I checked whether you'd looked us up.

(Stella, excited) Feel that.

I think she's going to be a boxer.

There.

I'd like to have her at home.

I'd love it if you were there.

Gladly.

Maybe...

you can help us with the filming.

Nunk...

Luca, I can't not do it.

It'd be unfair to the little one too, you know?

If your birth is online but hers isn't.

* ethereal music *

Besides, it's a really important moment for me.

I'd like to capture it.

Yes, it's almost time now.

And...

I'm just going to do a little touch-up first,

and for that I use my absolute favourite highlighter:

the Illuminator by I*bleep*.

I put a little bit of it here...

on my cheekbones.

(Chris) Ready?

Yeah, I just love everything by I*bleep*.

(Chris) Hey, guys.

So setting up the S*bleep* pool is actually super easy.

First I laid out this tarp here, which comes with it,

then I put the pool on top and unfolded it.

It's super quick, just two minutes.

And then you inflate it.

And then, to fill the pool with water, I

connected our garden hose to the tap in our bathroom.

For that, you just unscrew the aerator,

then you can connect it and you've got warm water right away.

And the great thing about the S*bleep* is it keeps the water warm throughout

and even has a whirlpool function.

(Stella) We love that.

And so my wife doesn't walk into any unknown dangers in here,

I'm going to test it out now.

* Stella breathes loudly *

Look, even I've got loads of room in here.

So the thing is...

The thing is sturdy.

Wasn't that kind of uncool?

That was totally authentic.

I swear, with the next kid I'll do it perfectly.

Kidding.

But I'm already so excited for the toy reviews.

There's such cool new stuff now.

There's this water pistol that refills itself.

* Stella groans loudly *

Right, I'll put some water in here.

* ethereal music *

* Stella exhales audibly *

* Stella exhales audibly *

* gentle lapping *

* she exhales audibly *

* Stella breathes through the contractions, groaning *

* Stella's breathing quickens *

* faint baby cry *

* baby crying *

* ethereal music over silent scenes *

* ethereal music continues *

(Avatar) It's been an honor.

Ciao.

* ethereal music continues *

* quiet baby sounds *

* music builds ominously *

(whispers) Everything will be okay.

* swelling choral singing *

* choral singing peaks and slowly fades *

* music fades out *

* ethereal music *