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Previously on Being Mary Jane.

Well,
if you're a regular viewer,

you're likely aware of the tragic
death of Terrence Mitchell.

This is where you will sit
when you do the interview.

If I do the interview.

I'm just a little concerned
about some of your choices.

Because I don't choose
to be dateless,

or sexless, or joyless?

We're conducting focus groups
on all our shows.

What about Mary Jane?

If she doesn't test well,
she might lose her job?

This information was given
to you in confidence.

You're a proud Latino.
Congratulations.

What is that supposed to mean?

Once you take the shot,
you'll have 36 hours

until you need to get back here
for the extraction.

For those of you just
joining us, tense situation here as--

it appears to be
a single gunman.

African-American male,

and he is holding a sign
that simply says,

I am being surveilled 24/7.
And that is it.

There has been no report yet
of anyone else

in the vehicle with him,

and we see the gun.

He is holding a silver handgun
to his right temple.

He is clearly a threat
to himself, at this point.

The situation is getting
very desperate and uncertain.

- Hello.
- Kara, you watching this?

Unfortunately, yes.

- Duncan's covering it.
- Who?

Duncan. Remember?
Our city hall guy.

Cute dimples. Nice hair.

Tends to miss the complexities,
but he's always ready to work,

and he's already downtown, so--

Oh, yeah.
Traffic's already bad.

Man, all these guns.

Well, at least he's only

threatening
his own life, you know?

Who is he?

All we have
is a name right now.

His name is Brian Ellis.

He works in the Atlanta office
of Durbin, McGee & Marting.

He's a pretty substantial
attorney with the firm.

He represents some major banks.

I'm still trying to find
a way in--some kind of angle.

We got to figure most people

will cover this
from the financial side.

You know, crumbling economy.

Pressures of Wall Street,
blah, blah, blah.

Do you disagree with that?

No, I mean it very well
may be true,

but I always
prefer the personal approach.

This is a man's life here.

Look who woke up
feeling all sentimental.

It's not like I'm heartless.

Oh, you say
that like it's a bad thing.

No, wait. I got to--

I got to go. I'll see you soon.
Bye.

Good morning, Dr. Marrs.

How are we feeling today?

Were you able to prepare
the HCG shot?

Yeah. It's right here.

I'm a little nervous, though.

The needle is a lot bigger
than the others.

You'll be fine. I have all
the confidence in the world.

Now, the sole purpose
of this shot is to trigger

your ovulation cycle,

giving us 36 hours
until your eggs

reach their ideal readiness
for extraction.

Which explains my appointment
tomorrow night at 8:00 p.m.

Trust me. Your eggs' maturity
determines the retrieval time.

Not me.

Any other questions? Concerns?

No, no. I'm good.

Call me if you need me.

Otherwise, I'll see you
in my office tomorrow at 8:00.

Okay.
Thank you for everything.

This becoming a habit?

Good morning to you too.

Since you asked,
I could kind of use a friend.

Really? What happened
to what's-her-name?

How come you
can't talk to her?

It's actually Ana
I need to talk about.

Okay, yeah. No.

- I'm strong, but I--
- Seriously.

I mean, I really could
use your ear right now.

And you thought you should
come over here first thing

in the morning
to talk to me about Ana?

Way to keep it classy, dude.

Can we please
not do this part?

My thoughts exactly.

- Mary Jane, wait.
- Oh, I'm sorry.

What am I waiting for, exactly?

Am I waiting for you not to have
wanted her in the first place

or her not to be pregnant?

Listen, I can't undo
what's already done.

I know.

I can't, so I've just been
trying to live in the moment.

Okay.

All right. Last night
I had this realization.

I was up late trying
to put the crib together--

- Really?
- I know,

but that's when it hit me.

I've changed everything.

Just about every
aspect of my life

for somebody that
I don't even know.

I know. Because you already
love your baby. Got it.

No. I'm not talking about
the baby, and that's my point.

You should have
thought about that

before you got her pregnant.

Mary Jane, I'm just trying
to do the right thing.

I didn't want my kid
to grow up knowing

what it's like to not have
a father in the house.

Very noble of you.

I am trying to tell you
I feel trapped.

I'm pretty sure
she feels the same way.

So that's why you're here,
because you feel trapped?

No.

I'm here because
neither one of us

is living the life
we're supposed to be living.

And yet that still
doesn't change the fact

that she's having
your baby, does it?

Does it?

So at this point, I don't really
know what more you want from me.

I want you to tell me
it's not too late for us.

I really wish I could, but...

Right now, I--

I just can't.

Can you move your car, please?

If ever there was an example

that success and happiness
aren't one and the same,

this is certainly it.

A graduate of Columbia
University, Brian Ellis

went on to finish tops
in his class at Yale Law School

before joining the Atlanta
office of the prominent law firm

of Durbin, McGee & Marting

where,
according to several sources,

he appeared to be
on the fast track to partner.

With so much going on for
this married father of two,

one can't help but wonder,
what pushed him this close

to the edge?

For SNC, I'm Duncan Isaac.

Mark, back to you.

Mark, baby, listen.

We're gonna stick with
the Wall Street angle, okay?

I'll get you something
as soon as I have it.

More about Durbin,
McGee & Marting.

With nearly 1,400 attorneys,
it is one of the largest...

- Hey.
- Hey.

Look, I think we need to look
into the effect of stress

on the African-American family
in the 21st century,

as well as suicide rates

among African-American men
in corporate America.

Wait, this is a story
about an overworked attorney.

What does him being black have
anything to do with anything?

Terrence Mitchell,
just a few months ago.

Successful black man.
Committed suicide.

Hip-hop pioneer Chris Lighty.

Successful black man.

Committed suicide.

Record executive
Shakir Stewart.

Successful black man.
Committed suicide.

Rap artist Capital Steez.

Professional football player
Kenny McKinley.

Actor Lee Thompson Young.

All successful black men.

All committed suicide.

Come on.

Go. What are you waiting for?

I'm not sure
what I'm looking for.

Black men, and suicide rates,
and trends--

In the last five years.

Glad you could join us.

That guy
and Terrence Mitchell--

I mean those are
our best and brightest.

Wait--oh.

Give me two minutes.

This is a surprise.

I assume you've
been following this.

- Any interest in an exclusive?
- Always.

No one can know I'm involved.

No exceptions.

What's one more
secret in my life?

And here I thought
you were an open book.

- Hardly.
- Okay. Hang tight.

They'll probably try
to discredit him somehow.

Once they do,
I'll call you back.

Who's "they?" Hello?

Sir, please put the gun down.

I've got a visual.

This can all work
out peacefully.

Sorry.

That was my mom.

- Everything okay?
- Yeah, yeah, yeah. She's fine.

No, I meant with you.

- No, no. I'm good.
- Yeah?

The firm just
released a statement,

and AP's going wide with a quote

from an anonymous source.
- What have we got?

Duncan's going
live with it right now.

Okay.

- Duncan, we good?
- Rock and roll.

Okay, Mark,
we just got some breaking news,

so I'm gonna have you throw it
over to Duncan on my cue, okay?

Ready to roll.

Mark, here we go.

On three, two, one.

With breaking news,

we now return to Duncan Isaacs
live on the scene.

- Duncan?
- Thanks, Mark.

SNC has just received
a statement released moments ago

by the law firm that says,

and I quote, "While all of us"
at Durbin, McGee & Marting

continue to hope and pray
for a safe resolution

to this ongoing situation,
we are not at liberty

to reveal any specific details
about the party involved

or the circumstances that have
led to this tragic event.

And in a separate statement,

this one coming
from the Associated Press,

citing an anonymous source close
to Mr. Ellis, we've learned,

and again I quote,

Though we've seen Brian

exhibit erratic behavior
in the past,

coupled with unexpected bouts
of hostility,

we were unaware, until today,

that he suffers from a mild
form of schizophrenia,

a disease for which he recently
began seeking treatment.

I'm Duncan Isaac.

- Unbelievable.
- Thank you, Duncan.

The firm, founded in 1904,
has long been...

How did you know
that would happen?

I never discuss business
over the phone.

Where can I meet you, then?

At my home, as long
as that's okay with you.

This situation requires
a bit of discretion.

Are you always this cautious?

I try to be.

If you're still interested,
I'll have a car

waiting outside
your studio after your show.

I'll see you
in a few hours, then.

Great. Looking forward to it.

And its dependency
on financial service--

Oh!

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God. Cut it. Cut it.

Jesus. Who fired that?

- Was that the police?
- Mark?

- Yeah.
- Say something.

Anything.

- Mark, say something.
- This is a sad day...

Thank you.

You want to chase stories?
That's fine.

I just don't
understand why you insist

on keeping me in the dark.

Well, because
my source asked for privacy.

I assumed
you could respect that.

And I thought we were a team
fighting these fights together.

We are, and as soon as I
know more, I'll fill you in.

But not just yet, right?

Okay.

Goodbye.

Hello? Anyone home?

Come on in.

Sorry. Excuse my manners.

I'm just in the middle
of a really important step.

Oh, gosh, should I
take my shoes off?

As you like.

I hope you're hungry.
I'm making etouffee.

It's my grandmother's recipe.

It's a little bit more...

Creole than it is Cajun.

Try it.

Mmm.

Delicious, but I'm not
here for the food, am I?

Please.

Sit.

Relax.

Life, like a great etouffee,

requires time and patience.

Yeah.
Lately, I hate to admit it,

but I seem to be
in short supply of both,

so, that being said,

today a man took his own life,

and you led me to believe
that you know why.

I do.

But sadly for you,
now that he's dead,

God rest his soul,

your exclusive may be
slightly more than a head start.

Especially after
they start going

through his computer
and his files.

Who is "they?"

Patience and time.

We'll get to it.

I promise.

Frankly, I'm surprised that it
doesn't happen more often,

what with all the corporate
deception in the workplace.

Especially if you're
a black man.

Well, we all have pressures
to deal with.

Yes, we all have pressures
to deal with, of course.

But our plight

is a particularly unique one,

would you not agree?

Yeah. I suppose.

Sure.

Do you mind if I record this?

- I do.
- Okay.

Did you know that
etouffee in French

literally translates
to "suffocate?"

- To smother.
- What's your point?

I'm guessing
you're trying to make one.

My point is that black men

in America today,

like Brian Ellis,

have been smothered

literally their whole lives.

Smothered as they
clawed their way up the ranks.

Smothered by corporate greed.

Smothered by racism.

By oppression.

Smothered by hatred.

Smothered by fear.

Smothered by a system

that truly never wanted
to see them succeed.

And why do you think that is?

Jealousy.

Obama's walk was inspired
by Michael Jordan's dunk,

was inspired
by John Coltrane's solo,

by Malcolm X's thoughts.

Can you drive the car
straight?

Because I have low blood sugar.

Black men represent freedom,

and that's what they're
trying to squash.

So many black men, myself
included, have been surveilled.

Have been bullied.

Have been pushed
until we find ourselves

standing out on a ledge
with nowhere to go but down.

You made it clear that you
wanted to tell my story.

The story of who I am,
of where I've come from.

What I've been through.

What I've endured
to find success.

This is my story,

or at least it's as close to it
as I'm currently

willing to share.

Okay.

You know,
it's rarely discussed,

but the life
of a black man today

is significantly more difficult

than any other
single demographic.

Well, except for that
of a black woman.

Including that

Is that so?

Most definitely.

I'm not sure if you're trying

to pick a fight
with me or offend me.

Neither.
I'm just trying to make a point.

So are you saying
that black women have not been

smothered by American
ideals and expectations?

That we have not been
surveilled, pushed down,

bullied, and belittled
by society?

Is that what you're
trying to say?

- No, I'm not--
- No, no, no. Let me finish,

because, truth be told,

not only has society tried
to smother black women,

we've also been smothered
by the very black men

who claim to defend our honor.

Least you guys have
someone to go home to.

Chit-chat with.

Talk out your troubles,

but who the hell
takes care of us?

Who's left to love
the black woman, hmm?

You want to talk hard?

Try finding an educated
black man in America.

Now that-- that's difficult.

No, that's a myth.

There's nearly 1.5 million
black men in college,

compared to 840,000
in the prison system.

That wasn't the correlation
I was making.

In my opinion, that'd be
a foolish one to make.

But since you
brought it up, yes.

Black men are in college.

Community college, not
the fiercely competitive ones

that you and I attended.

Those are the men
I'm talking about.

Where are they?

Stop me if I'm wrong,
but don't black women make up

2/3 of all African-American
bachelor degrees?

70% of all master's degrees?

60% of all doctorates?

I mean, I'm not naïve
to understanding

the systemic complexities
of the journey,

but come on.

At the end of the day,
our men aren't there.

So, you think this is hard?

Living up in this massive house?

Try being a single
black woman in America.

That's hard.

Yeah.

- You're sexy.
- Okay.

See, that's the belittling
that I was just talking about.

Why is it that men
automatically have to reduce us

down to our sexuality?

Why can't you-- excuse me--

hear me and not
try to minimalize me

down to a pair of tits and ass?

I thought you were
a little smarter than that.

I do hear you, Mary Jane.

That's why I think you're sexy.

I forgot I was
dealing with a lawyer.

You know what I find most
attractive about you

is your passion,

your wit,

your perceptions on life.

That's why I called you.

Not because of your full lips,
your high cheekbones,

or those soulful
brown eyes you have.

I called you because you
are the absolute best person

to share this story
with the world.

Can you show me which way
to your powder room, please?

It's the first door on the left.

- Thank you.
- Yeah, sure.

All that being said,

your ass is not bad, either.

Hello. Is Dr. Marrs available?

Oh.

Maybe you can help me, then.

I'm one of Dr. Marrs' patients,

and I just experienced,

like a--

like a discharge.

No, no. More of, like, a...

massive orgasm.

No. Like,
totally out of the blue.

I just took it this morning.

Oh, so it's totally normal?

Okay. Okay. No, no, no.

No, that's all I wanted.

Yeah. No, thank you.

I'll see him when I get
in the office tomorrow.

All right.

Bye-bye.

[Somi's "Ginger Me Slowly"

♪ Ginger me with poetry
and roses in the afternoon ♪

♪ Ginger me with trips
to Monaco and to the Nile ♪

♪ Ginger me with power ♪

♪ And humility ♪

♪ Ginger me, boy ♪

♪ Ginger me with your love ♪

♪ Ginger me slowly ♪

♪ Yes, oh ♪

♪ Ginger me slowly ♪

Shoot.

♪ Take your time ♪

♪ Hold me closer ♪

♪ Show me your heart ♪

♪ And I'll show you mine ♪

♪ Slow it down ♪

Oh.

Hola.

Hi.

- Very funny.
- No sé.

Yeah, sí.

Excuse me.

Thank you.

When you decide to speak English

I'll be over
in the assimilation aisle.

♪ Ginger me, boy ♪

♪ With your heart ♪

♪ Boy ♪

♪ Ginger me slowly ♪

♪ Yes, oh ♪

♪ Ginger me slowly ♪

♪ Slow down, slow down ♪

♪ Slow down, slow down ♪

♪ Slow down, slow down ♪

♪ Slow down, slow down ♪

♪ Slow down ♪

Well, well, well.

This is nice.

What's this?

That is everything that you
need to know for the story

and then some.

As I said earlier,
this is your exclusive.

You can do
what you want with it.

All that I ask

is that you keep my name
completely out of it.

You know, I...

had a friend who
committed suicide

a few months ago.

Terrence Mitchell.

The truth is,
this is actually my story.

I started my law career
at that firm.

It's just sad to see
that after 25 years,

nothing really has changed.

So I just said enough is enough.

You're more than
welcome to stay,

but whenever you're
ready to head back,

my driver's standing by.

Well,

I'd like to thank you
for an incredibly...

spirited evening

and for entrusting me with this.

Are you seeing anyone
right now?

I have to leave the country
for a couple of days,

but when I get back,
I'd like to sit down and talk

about you and I
seeing one another

and how that might look.

How does that sound to you?

That sounds like something
I might look forward to.

Okay.

That's settled.

Bon appétit.

I got to get to work.
What's going on?

Are you stressed?

Uh, yeah.

No, I mean,

have you ever
thought about suicide?

- Killing myself?
- Yeah.

I mean, honestly, Patrick,
I don't know how you do it.

But I--

I love you, okay?

I know you and I have had
our moments, but I do love you,

and if you ever need anyone
to talk to, I'm here.

You are not alone.

Please stop me
before I break into song.

You ain't getting
rid of me that easy.

Everything is gonna work
out for you, Patrick.

Then maybe you need
this more than I do.

You brought me all this stuff?

As we continue to follow
the ongoing investigation

of yesterday's tragic suicide,

evidence has emerged to indicate
that not only were the partners

of Durbin, McGee & Marting

Aware of this proud father
of two's despair,

but that they may have been
the very cause of it.

Seen here in an internal memo,

controlling partner
Wallace Marting states,

and I quote, "Tell him"
to bleeping get over it.

We're all unhappy.
That's just life.

It's not like we can fire him
without Al Sharpton showing up

with a bleeping army
throwing the bleeping race card

in our bleeping faces.

The memo continues on to say,

and again I quote, "Get"
what you can out of the bleep.

I'm sure he's just going
to bleeping quit anyway.

This memo was written

a mere three weeks before
Brian Ellis took his life.

As the authorities determine
whether or not criminal charges

should be filed,
I'd like to turn your attention

to a 2014 study from the Center
for Talent Innovation

which reports
that an alarming 40%

of African-Americans
admit to feeling like outsiders

in the corporate culture,

as compared
to 26% of Caucasians.

And despite corporate America's
ongoing attempts to create

a more diverse work environment,

a staggering 35%

of African-Americans claim

that they need to compromise
their authenticity

in order to conform
to their company's standards

of demeanor or style.

When it comes to issues
of equality in the workplace,

it should never be
about black and white.

It should be about right,

and wrong,
and who's getting the job done.

I'm Mary Jane Paul.

Thank you for listening.

- And we're clear.
- Nice job, guys.

Reset Sammy back to two.

So much for
impartial reporting.

- What the hell was that?
- I'm just stating the facts.

Yeah, well, your mysterious
source's so-called facts

seem a little too
convenient for me.

- They checked out, right?
- Well, yeah, they did,

but, I mean, don't you feel

like there's got to be
more to this story?

Why?
Because you didn't write it?

- Excuse me?
- I'm sorry.

I'm just tired of
every move I make

being scrutinized
by the entire corporation.

If you're implying that
every decision, every thought,

every breath I take
at this damn network

isn't also being scrutinized,

you are sadly mistaken.

Oh, did they assemble
a secret focus group session

for you as well?

Oh, right.

You thought I didn't know.

I was ordered not to tell you.

I'm sorry, but the last time
I heard that story,

I wound up almost getting fired,

and you wound up
with a promotion.

You know I didn't ask
for any of that stuff with Mark.

And I also know that you
are going through a lot

with this egg freezing,

so I didn't know when
the right time to tell you was.

Ordered not to tell me.

I've been begging Greg
to tell you himself.

I--you know what?

I sound defensive.

Look, I didn't do anything.

I know.

I know.

Not a damn thing.

Hey, you.
You watch my show today?

Well, I've been in
therapy with patients

all afternoon, so--

Ooh, Val, I'm so sorry.

The number came up private.

I thought you were somebody
else. What's up?

Yeah, I'm sorry
for the random call,

but have you heard
from Lisa recently?

No, not in the last few days.

Well, she left me a message
this morning,

and it was just really strange.

She was going on
about an argument

that the two of you had

and how David
was still in love with you,

and I don't want
to jump to conclusions,

but I'm headed over there.

I've been trying to call her.

- She's not answering the phone.
- Okay. I'm on my way.

I'll meet you there.

Don't worry. She's fine.

- At least now she is.
- Well, what happened?

Well, she was pretty
disoriented when I got here.

I gave her some meds.
She's upstairs sleeping now.

Okay.

Listen, you've been dealing
with this longer than I have,

and though I'm here as a friend

and not a psychiatrist,
I do need to ask you.

Do you think that she might
be a danger to herself?

Because if you think
that she's suicidal,

then we really should
consider a 5150.

No. No, her career would never
survive a psychiatric hold. No.

Well, don't you think
that being alive

is a little more
important than her career?

- Not to Lisa it isn't.
- All right.

Well, what about
when she almost overdosed?

She didn't try
to kill herself, okay?

Maybe she's a little lonely.

A little depressed,
but not suicidal.

How do you even know
about that incident anyway?

- David told me...
- Of course.

- Of course.
- In confidence.

He was worried, and he wanted
my professional opinion.

That's it.

You ran over here.

Yeah, because you called me.

No. I saw how you drove up--

No, you called me,
and you sounded concerned.

You are scared of something.

What are you scared of?

That's your friend up there.

Maybe she needs help.

I will give you help.

Well, let's see if we
can get her some, okay?

Yes, ma'am.

Yes, ma'am.

I can take your number
and I can have him call you.

Silly-ass.

- Hello?
- Hola.

Silly.

It's not that I
don't know Spanish.

It's just not my
first language, okay?

And sometimes I feel a little
shy about speaking it

with someone who likes
to roll their Rs.

I would love to go
to dinner with you tonight.

Perfect.

Well, it's like one minute,
she's the life of the party,

and then the next--

these episodes.

You know, I think honestly
she just needs some attention.

Well, you know,
depression can manifest itself

in many different ways,

and that's what makes the
disease even more complicated,

because it can be triggered

by both positive
and negative stimuli,

and for someone like Lisa

it's not only
debilitating for her.

It consumes her with this
overwhelming feeling

of hopelessness, which can
result in a general feeling

of inadequacy.

Well, you just described
what I go through

every month on my period.

Me and every other
woman in the world.

Hey, come on. Okay,

in your professional opinion,
do you think Lisa's in a state

because she hasn't
had sex in so long?

- Oh, my--
- I mean honestly,

if I had been celibate
for that long

I'd be, like, raaa!

You'd be in a fairytale,
'cause it'd never happen.

Hey.

So, my promise to God

is just some sort of joke now.

No, no. I was, like--

Just gossiping about me
in my own house.

Now are we even?

I'm gonna go.

I'm surprised
that you even find time

to fit me into your schedule.

What are you talking about?

- I dropped everything for you.
- Okay. You know what?

Has to say, okay?

Oh, this'll be good.

See? Why do you have
to be so fake?

I mean even this with Valerie.

Acting like she's
your girl or something.

Are you delusional as well?

You know Valerie through me.

Just last week she was talking
mess about you behind your back.

Just like she does
with all of us.

Okay, Val, it's been real.

Good seeing you. I'm gonna go.

Mary Jane,
just give her a second.

And yet, still,
we all continue

to bow down at your feet.

How come you get everything
you want in life,

and I get nothing?

You have a family
that loves you,

and all you ever do is complain.

And you, with your
total lack of appreciation

for everything that you have?

Your selfishness is rewarded
with an abundance of blessings.

I mean come on.

You have an unfair
amount of beauty,

intelligence, wealth, fame,

and all you ever want is more.

And David.

You've used all your powers
to chase him away,

and despite everything that he's
got going on in his life,

he still loves you
with all his heart.

Do you know what I would give to
have a man look at me like that?

Do you?

- I'm gonna go.
- Okay, Mary--

No. I'm gonna go.
No, because I'm done.

I'm done. I really am.

Lisa, I have been tiptoeing
around your feelings

since the third grade,

and ever since,
I have put your problems

on my back thinking
that I could save you.

Thinking that I was enough,
but I get it.

I absolutely get it.

I am not enough,
and I never have been enough,

so do yourself a favor
and get yourself some help,

because I'm done. I'm out.

I can't handle this anymore.

There she goes,
ladies and gentlemen.

Always ready
to take center stage,

even when it's not
remotely about her.

Mary Jane Pauletta "my ass"
don't stink Patterson.

Are you done?

I know that you
have had a very hard life,

and I know that you have
some very real problems

that you need to deal with,

but I have problems too.

So, for the first time,

I'm going to take
care of myself

for once.

- Hi.
- Hi.

I'm meeting Gael Montoya.

Yes, he's right over there.

Ah. There he is.

Wow.

- Hi.
- Hi.

- How you doing?
- You look nice.

Thank you.

Oh, so we're speaking
English now?

Yeah.

Sorry about that.

I was just trying to bust
your balls a little bit.

- I'm sure you were.
- Yeah.

I probably took the joke
a little too far.

Well, I'm sure
I didn't help matters any.

I tend to be
a teeny bit sensitive

when challenged about
my allegiance to my culture.

Just a teeny bit.

Hmm.

Are you always this nice?

Trust me.

- I'm not that nice.
- Oh, good.

Then you still have a chance.

To not being so nice.

And to...

new beginnings.

I like that.

Mmm.

Very good.

So, I want to hear
all about Gael.

What is it like being
a geo-something engineer?

- What is it?
- Geotechnical.

Technical, right.

And I'm not even gonna pretend
I know what that means.

I pretty much assess the risks

involved prior to building
large structures.

Oh, okay.

Factoring in things like
earthquakes, landslides,

sinkholes,

soil liquefaction.

Have I bored you to death yet?

No, no.

Actually, it--

it sounds fascinating, really.

Well, the first thing
you learn in my line of work

is that everything in life
has a return period,

and that no matter how hard
you try to fight against it,

eventually, everything

has to return back
to its natural state.

Hey.

Can you come over?

Yeah.

Just let yourself in, okay?

And once you fully commit
to rebuilding something,

even if you factor
in all the risks involved,

even then, unfortunately,
you're just as likely to fail

as you are to succeed.

But those are the risks
we all have to take.

♪ Oh, baby, oh, baby ♪

♪ Oh we both know the truth ♪

♪ If it were
the real me and you ♪

♪ This wouldn't be
the right thing to do ♪

♪ Now the room is all hazy ♪

♪ We're too lost in the fumes ♪

♪ I feel like it's
just me and you ♪

♪ Yeah, we got nothing to lose ♪

♪ It's too late
to run away from it all ♪

Hey.

Hey, yourself.

Once upon a time, you said
all I had to do was ask.

Yeah.

I'm asking.

Hey.

You sure about this?

No.

But I do know that I don't
want just any baby.

I want your baby.

♪ We're in this together ♪

♪ We don't know who we are ♪

♪ Even if it's moving too fast ♪

♪ Baby we should
take it too far ♪

♪ It's too late
to run away from it all ♪

♪ It's too late
to get away from it all ♪

♪ I'm done with running ♪

♪ So I give in to you ♪

♪ This moment has caused ♪

♪ A reaction ♪

♪ Resulting in our ♪

♪ Reattachment ♪

♪ Will you take me ♪

♪ To nirvana? ♪

♪ I don't think this will last ♪

♪ But you're here in my arms ♪