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- Elliot. - Beverly.

I can't keep doing this, Elliot.

Doing what?

Delivering babies.

We're opening a birthing center so we can do literally just that

until the end of time. Nonstop babies.

Yeah, you know what I mean. Do it our way.

Total control.

Birthing center.

Lab.

Well, now, lab, fucking yes.

The lab is the fucking thing.

Hey.

You guys have, like,

exactly the same face.

Yeah?

No shit.

You like your meat?

Oh, I fucking love my meat.

You guys ever...

- We ever...? - You know.

No.

Two of you, plus a guy.

Doing...?

Each other?

Doing each other?

Well, that's wild.

How about it?

Well... what do you reckon, Beverly?

Yes, please, let's go.

We love fucking each other.

I love putting my tongue on her tongue and inside her cunt.

I absolutely love doing that.

And for a man's pleasure? For your pleasure?

Please, that sounds ideal.

Perfect.

We just, uh, cut a baby out of a woman's womb.

Um, she asked us to... we didn't just, like, do it...

but what I'd like to do now,

the very next thing that I would like to do,

just after I finish these eggs,

is fuck my sister in front of you.

- She's the funny one. - What is it exactly that appeals?

Is it the maths of it?

Is your imagination so fucked that you need to see

everything twice before your dick can get hard?

- I was just... - You were just...

Messing around. I didn't mean to cause any...

I mean...

It's like people say, don't they?

- What do people say, Larry? - That's not my name.

Well, you look like a Larry, so I'm going to call you Larry

'cause, actually, I'm the funny one.

So, what do people say, Larry?

They say twins...

you know, like...

...you want to fuck them.

Oh, I genuinely didn't know people said that about twins.

Did you?

- No. - Oh, that's fascinating.

So, absolutely everybody goes around

hoping to fuck a set of twins, do they?

I feel like I've just discovered a superpower.

Thank you, Larry.

♪ Sweet dreams are made of this ♪

♪ Who am I to disagree? ♪

♪ I travel the world and the seven seas ♪

♪ Everybody's looking for something ♪

♪ Some of them want ♪

♪ To use you ♪

♪ Some of them want to get used by you ♪

♪ Some of them want to abuse you ♪

♪ Some of them want to be abused ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ Hey ♪

- ♪ Ooh ♪ - ♪ Ah ♪

♪ Sweet dreams are made of this ♪

♪ Who am I to disagree? ♪

♪ I travel the world ♪

♪ And the seven seas ♪

♪ Everybody's looking for something ♪

♪ Some of them want to use you ♪

♪ Some of them want to get used by you ♪

♪ Some of them want to abuse you ♪

♪ Some of them want to be abused ♪

♪ Sweet dreams are made of this ♪

♪ Who am I to disagree? ♪

♪ I travel the world and the seven seas ♪

♪ Everybody's looking for something ♪♪

Hello.

Mm-mm.

- You'll get scurvy. - I eat peas.

You're a child.

I lost another one, Elly.

Are you sure?

- Are you hurting? - Any change?

You have embryos.

Elly.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Don't be sad. Mm.

Oh, Beverly, baby sister.

Oh, you take her. I'm terrified of her.

Fine, then you take her.

She cries every single appointment.

- Done. - Hi.

Morning, Megan.

Go home, Megan.

- You're not ready. - It's starting.

- It's definitely starting. - Contractions?

Uh, yeah, yeah, we-we think so. A couple last night, maybe.

I-I feel like it might've started.

- Mm, it hasn't. - I lost the plug.

Did Elliot show you a picture of the plug?

She did. It's a beautiful mucus plug.

Congratulations on its safe arrival.

Go home, Megan. It isn't happening yet.

Best thing you can do is go home and try and get some sleep.

But...

We'll see you in about 12 hours, Megan.

There you go. There you go.

Come on. Remember your breathing. Come on. Come on.

- Push. Push. - You got it, baby.

Why are you wearing my vagina like it's a fucking glove?

I'm supporting the baby's head, Francesca.

- Breathe in and push. - You're doing great.

One, two...

We need to move to an emergency C-section right away.

- What? - What is happening?

- Three. Really push. Five, six, seven, eight. - Push. Push.

- I really don't want a C-section. - This is not

- in our plans. - Push, push.

- Nine, ten. - Good job. Nice, nice.

When you wake up, you're gonna be a mum.

You'll have a daughter.

You got it, you got it.

Push it. Push.

There we go.

Have you spoken to Joseph?

He's called me about 12 times.

- One more push. One more push. - Keep breathing.

- Okay, yes. Okay, there we go. - You got this. Good.

Why is he so fucking obsessed with us?

Congratulations, you're a mum.

Elliot, we are trying to...

Change the way that women birth forever.

It's like you're a choir.

- Do you think we have time to go dancing? - No.

I could murder a fucking drink.

- How's Mum? - Looking fine.

- You okay? - Mm-hmm.

♪ La, la, la, la, la, la, la ♪

♪ La, la, la, la, la, la, la ♪

♪ La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la ♪

♪ La, la, la, la, la ♪

♪ I can sing a little louder now ♪

♪ I can sing a little louder ♪

♪ I can sing a little louder now ♪

♪ I can sing a little louder ♪

♪ I can sing a little louder now ♪

♪ I can sing a little louder ♪

♪ I can sing a little louder now ♪

♪ I can sing a little louder ♪

Nope. Fuck off.

♪ Self love ♪

♪ Yes, please ♪

♪ This is for the now ♪

♪ If I give you my love and give you my truth ♪

♪ Know that that shit's just for you, can't know what...

Can I please go?

♪ Look at where we are, who would've guessed, who knew? ♪

♪ I did, that's for sure, I kicked down the doors...

Give me five minutes.

♪ Fuck that, I crashed the party ♪

♪ Fuck that, I am the party ♪

♪ Don't get me started, I am a one-woman army ♪♪

Elliot?

We're being fucking paged, Elliot.

And Joseph's there with coffee and sad pastries.

- Come on! - Sorry.

I'm leaving.

But I haven't finished, Beverly.

I'm walking out the door right now.

Yeah, yeah. H-Hang on. Us, too.

- You ready? - Uh...

I'll call you later. We're not done.

We're running clinics.

Women are having babies.

Life is arriving, Joseph.

I appreciate that, Elliot, but it's just one dinner,

and if we can make this work, it could be huge for us.

- How huge? - That's what she said.

If we land the Parkers, we are talking the full amount:

all in, total backing. Ding, ding, ding,

let's open the fucking center tomorrow.

When the Parkers like something...

- ...they go fast. - Nineteen point eight.

- Yeah, that was faster, right? - Much slower.

Fucker. Felt faster.

Do we want the Parkers?

Uh, we want their money, yes, Elliot.

I'm not saying that I'm not really into this,

but... and I'm really thinking of Pollyanna here...

aren't the Parkers pure fucking evil?

Go.

She's a little aggressive, involved,

but she's smart and she likes smart women.

Who doesn't?

Men and most women.

She has a good track record of medical investments.

We are not the same as Big Pharma, Joseph.

She's excited by science, Elliot, by innovators.

But she's responsible

for a fucking opioid crisis, Joseph.

She's Satan fisting dollars out of corpses.

I'm just questioning the optics.

What do you think?

Twenty-five point three.

I think...

I want to open the birthing center.

Women need the birthing center.

Yep.

Baby's breech.

Oh, fuck's sake.

Nicki, I'd like to try and turn the baby. Is that okay?

Yes, obviously.

Nicki, is that okay with you?

Of course. It's not my baby.

No, but it is your body.

We're going to use something called terbutaline.

It's a muscle relaxant.

It's completely safe for you and baby.

- And if this doesn't work? - We can try again. Oh, yeah,

- buttocks are down. - If that's what Nicki wants.

We can try analgesia.

Or fetal acoustic stimulation.

The hell is that?

Play the oboe at her belly and cross your fucking fingers?

Lara, I'm going to ask you not to swear at me.

You're going to, as in you're about to ask me

not to swear at you, or you're currently in the process of?

In the process of, exactly.

Nicki, I'm going to start applying

pressure to your abdomen.

It can be a little uncomfortable,

and you can ask me to stop at any time, okay?

I'm fine. If Lara wants to stop...

- It's not Lara's body. - But it is her baby.

- Is it working? - We're fine, Lara,

but maybe give us a bit more time.

Nicki and I wanted to talk to you. Didn't we, Nicki?

- Uh-huh. - Any pain?

- Uh-uh. - My husband and I would like

a really small gap between this baby and the next one.

Uh, should we get this one out first?

- I like really small gaps. - Evidently.

Nicki, you're doing really well.

The baby's working with us.

Once we get pregnant again...

I'm not able to have this conversation with you right now.

Nicki, I'm going to start increasing the pressure now.

I want to talk about it now.

I would like to concentrate on the patient.

I am the fucking patient.

I'm going to repeat the request that you don't swear at me.

- You're going to? - I am repeating the request.

Uh, Lara, there are regulations,

and Nicki has been surrogate for all five of your children.

- Precisely. - Any pain?

- Uh-uh. - I mean, frankly,

- I'm on your side. - Sorry?

Well, I mean, if Nicki's happy and Lara's happy...

Nicki's happy. Tell the Doctor Mentals

- how happy you are, Nicki. - Really happy.

- Your bodies, your choices. - Elliot, will you just move?

But no fertility clinic in Manhattan

will allow you to use... sorry, work with Nicki

for a sixth pregnancy, particularly not straightaway.

What about your birthing center?

I thought that was going to have a lab

and a fertility clinic and fucking everything in-house.

That's why I'm donating and giving you fucking money.

Not for altruistic purposes, fucking thank you,

but to skip the fucking queue.

I'm not swearing at you, Beverly.

I'm just generally swearing in the vicinity.

I'm allowed to. This is stressful.

I'm concerned about the stress for the patient.

- I'm the fucking patient. - I'm fine.

No, eventually, it is the plan. I mean, not immediately,

- but, eventually, it is. - No, it's not.

- Yes, it is, eventually. - No, it's not. No.

No, it's fucking not, and even if we were,

we wouldn't be setting it up so that women like you

could buy other women wholesale and do what you want with them.

Do you want her other fucking organs?

Would you like me to pull out

her fucking teeth whilst I'm at it?

Could I ask you to...

step outside the room for a moment, Lara?

No.

You may not.

I'm very sorry.

Um, yeah.

Okay, let's get a... let's get a scan up.

I'm sorry. Sorry.

Oh.

Baby's head's down.

Good job, everyone.

Oh, I love it when you lose control.

I'm sort of on her side.

Yeah, I got that.

Yep, another fucking miscarriage.

I'm sorry.

Don't you ever get just a bit fucking bored?

I mean, they want to have babies.

We can make babies.

You want a boy and not a girl, fine.

Why shouldn't you?

- It's not fried food, Elliot. - Eh...

You want to have your baby on a Wednesday.

You want it to have blue eyes.

You want it to be incapable of catching a fucking cold ever.

You want to have twins, triplets, quads.

You want to stop the menopause. You want men to lactate.

You want female sperm.

You want me to grow you a baby out of nothing.

You want me to tighten your vagina

whilst I pull a baby out of your belly button?

Fine, bring it on.

Let's do the research, let's make anything fucking happen.

That's not what we do, Elliot.

That's not what you do, but I will be doing some of that

as long as that's what people choose.

You're talking about some kind of...

...individualist "you want" structure

that I just cannot get on board with.

Uh, did you just read

The Communist Manifesto this morning?

And you'd like to tell everybody about it

because you're worried that nobody else has heard of it?

Is capitalism very bad?

I just really believe in what we're trying to do.

Change the way that women birth,

change things structurally, globally.

Radicalism always begins with something small.

You are so perfect. You are so deliciously perfect.

Where do you come from?

I'm not, though, am I? This keeps not working.

My body keeps fucking it up.

Oh... Beverly, Beverly, baby sister.

I'm going to take these to the lab.

I'm going to analyze everything. We go again.

I will make this happen.

You will have a baby. I will solve this.

I promise.

Where the fuck have you been?

- Hi. - We've missed you.

Oh, I can see. They are looking ill.

Bullshit. She's a beauty. Thirteen days old.

- Oh, I didn't bring a gift. - We'll forgive you.

Due for destruction in T-minus three hours.

So, how jealous will you be when I'm in my lab

and I'm growing embryos into fetuses

and fetuses into babies and solving

all the fertility issues that have ever been?

I mean, I'll visit you in jail.

Private lab, Tom. Private funding.

Oh, yeah, sure, that means that you can do

- literally whatever the fuck you like. Right? - Mm-hmm.

What do we got here? Oh, great.

- Beverly scrapings. - Shut up.

You can't knock your sister up, but you are confident

that you can grow a whole baby from a fucking test tube?

What if we can get it safely to eight, nine, ten weeks,

and then we put it in?

It's almost as though you're not a scientist.

Did your mother not put your drawings on the fridge?

I mean, why don't you have any imaginative capabilities?

Right, always blame the mother, Elliot.

Want to get a drink later?

I can't. Got this thing.

Oh, yeah, it's your dinner

with the most morally corrupt woman on the planet.

You two are gonna get along so well.

Yeah, that's right.

- Is there gonna be food? - You're not invited.

No, I could come, for a bit. I haven't seen Bev in ages.

Because she does not like you.

Are those ski goggles?

Yeah, they're comfier, and she loves me.

Is there going to be tiny food?

Rich people love tiny food.

Don't fucking come, Tom. You're an embarrassment.

Nobody wants you to come.

I'm sorry, Lenka.

Yeah, it was only six weeks.

I lost one at 12 weeks, one at 14, one at 16.

It-it's inevitable. It's, uh... my fault.

- My-my body kills babies. - Lenka, it's not healthy to blame yourself.

- That's not what's happening. - Yes, it is.

Have you thought about speaking to a therapist?

I need to get back now.

My husband comes home for lunch on Wednesdays.

Cooking him a steak.

So, Therese, everything looks good.

You have a yeast infection, though. Are you in pain?

Not pain as such, just... uncomfortable. Usual.

It should not be usual for you to be in pain.

We can do something about that.

Sorry, I... I have to pee.

Again.

Be right back.

How are you doing, Max?

How are you feeling about impending fatherhood?

Sure.

I mean, yeah, it's...

it's a lot.

Yeah. You're right.

People forget to ask the daddies.

It's important for you to express how you're feeling.

Y-Yeah, I just...

Is there anything you'd like to show me?

Anything at all you think I'd like to see?

'Cause I can think of one thing that I would love to see,

and I'd say you got about 30 seconds to show me.

- Can you do that for me? - Is this...

- Oh, my God, is this... - Yes.

- Yes. - This is what you...

- Want very much. Yes. - Is this happening? Fuck.

Oh, thank you so much, Max.

That was actually a huge disappointment.

So, uh, Therese, I'm writing you up

a script for clotrimazole.

It's-it's completely safe for you and baby

and should clean things right up.

- Hi. - Hi. Congratulations.

- Thanks. Um... - Are you all right?

It's my wife. She's in, she's in some pain,

and her breathing's short, and there was a doctor who said

she'll come take a look, but that was a couple hours ago.

Mm-hmm, of course.

- Uh, hi, uh... - Sandra.

- Hi, Sandra. Congratulations. - Mm, thank you.

Can you tell me where you're experiencing pain?

Across my abdomen.

And can you describe the kind of pain that it is?

- It's... - Hi. Hi, hi, hi.

Sorry, sorry. Mr. Russell, Mrs. Russell.

I'm here. Thank you, Beverly.

Mrs. Russell is experiencing pain across her abdomen.

Well, she had a-a C-section.

Oh, I've had a C-section before. This-this feels different.

Uh-huh.

Uh-huh, okay. Uh...

I got it, Beverly, thank you.

CT scan, no?

Thank you, Dr. Mantle.

Congratulations.

Genevieve, you're-you're here today for a hysterosalpingogram.

This is so we can get a clear picture of your-your uterus

and your fallopian tubes, okay?

So, when the radiographer arrives

and-and you're ready,

I will insert a speculum into your vagina

in order to locate your cervix.

This will feel a little cold, probably quite uncomfortable.

- Y-You've had a Pap smear? - Yes.

Once I've located your cervix, I'm going to insert a catheter

into the neck of the womb and pass a small amount of fluid

through the catheter.

You might experience...

some pain that feels like period pain at this point.

The fluid will fill the womb,

uh, pass into the fallopian tubes,

and then we'll be able to take some X-rays.

- Okay? - Yes, thank you.

That was all very clear.

Uh, lie back.

Okay.

Okay.

I want a baby.

Is that a totally inappropriate thing to say?

No.

I mean...

if ever there were a place to say it, right?

I'm terrified.

- Is everything okay? - Yes.

Could you just excuse me for one...

- one second, please? - Oh, my God,

is something not okay? Is there something wrong?

I-I haven't examined you yet, Ms. Cotard.

- Um, it's just that... - Yes, if you could just, um...

um... I'm going to get the radiographer,

and, uh, he's going to be taking the-the X-rays,

so if you could just give me five, maybe, uh, ten minutes.

Oh, okay.

Fuck.

Yep?

Uh, would you give me two minutes?

Twenty-two, brittle, stubborn, frankly unpleasant.

I really liked her. Requesting sterilization.

- Why? What's the trauma? - I don't think there is one.

- Is she depressed? - Doesn't seem to be.

- Then what's the issue? - Very clear, very persuasive,

been requesting sterilization for years.

- Years? - Yeah, years.

Ridiculous. She's 22.

Remember she's here to see me, not you. Who have you got?

- Genevieve Cotard. Referral. - Cotard?

As in the actor?

Referred from Peterson, family history of fibroids,

fertility check.

She's on that show. I love that show.

You fucking love that show.

Is she trying? Who's she fucking?

She's not trying. She's just informing herself.

Life's meaningless unless she has a baby.

Did you get to touch her?

How deep did you get?

You're all flushed.

Was it too much? Was she too delicious?

It's a fertility check. HSG.

- Done? - No, prepped.

- Radiographer? - Getting.

So she's just lying there in stirrups

with her legs wide open?

Oh, baby sister.

Are you ready?

Sorry about that.

Is everything...

Everything's wonderful.

You're the sixth gynecologist I've seen about this.

Well, sterilization is not a small procedure,

um, and you're very young.

I have to cut, clip, burn or tie your fallopian tubes.

Why are you saying that as though I should have

some emotional relationship with my fallopian tubes?

I picked you because

you have a good reputation for actually listening to women.

I am listening to you.

I don't feel listened to.

- So, you're on that show. - Oh.

Yeah.

Oh, that must be fun.

Has its moments.

- Any pain? - Uh-huh.

Can you describe it to me?

Like bad period pain. Cramping.

Okay.

You're doing great.

We're just going to take a couple more images.

I'm okay.

Transport to first-floor nurses' station.

Transport to first-floor nurses' station.

Your uterus is bicornuate.

It's heart-shaped.

That in itself isn't likely to affect your fertility,

your chances of getting pregnant,

but it might increase the likelihood

of an early birth or of miscarriage.

And if you look here, you can see that

your fallopian tubes are blocked on both sides,

which, if you were to start trying for a baby today...

Okay. I don't want to try for a baby today.

Well, it-it would be difficult, possibly very difficult,

but you have options.

Fuck.

Okay, well...

Thank you for... all of that.

Can I go?

This is not-not the final conversation.

- There is a lot that we can do. - No.

I mean, thank you, but no.

I think I'd like to take a second

before moving onto the "what do we do now" bit.

Okay. Shall we make a follow-up?

Sure.

Is that bar any good?

- The one on the corner. - Uh, no. Awful.

Awful is good. Awful is perfect.

You really do have options. There's a lot that we can do.

Yeah, I just, I don't want to talk about that right now.

I want to get wrecked

and feel sad about how deformed and infertile I am.

- You're not infertile. - Just deformed.

- Not what I said. - Sure.

No. Right. Great.

Thanks.

Well, thank you, Dr. Mantle.

Sure.

Maybe I'll come find you in a bit.

Help you get wrecked.

That would be wildly inappropriate.

Yep.

- How many weeks? - Uh, she's, uh...

uh, nearly 45.

Forty-five weeks? Could you get a wheelchair?

- And when was she last checked? - She didn't have no check-ups.

- She's had no medical check-ups? - She's terrified of hospitals.

How long has she been contracting?

- Three days, on and off. - Are you fucking kidding me?

She wanted a home birth, a free birth.

Hospitals are traumatizing spaces.

- What's her name? - Leonie.

Leonie, we're going to find you a bed.

We're going to take a proper look at you.

I need you to focus on your breathing.

Get her on the monitor.

Make sure to get a suction catheter, too.

Okay, ba-baby's head's crowning.

I can't detect the fetal heartbeat, Doctor.

Leonie, this is going to be a vaginal birth.

- I need to use forceps. Forceps? - Getting forceps, Dr. Mantle.

I need you to start pushing really hard.

We'll give you pain relief on the other side.

Okay, look at me. Look at me.

Look at me. Okay.

Breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe.

- Okay, Leonie. - Okay.

- BP's dropping. - Okay, okay.

Keep it on standby.

Okay, push.

We need a transfer...

She won't latch.

Have you thought about a lactation consultant?

Would you like me to see if someone

can come and talk to you?

That sounds like a good idea, honey.

They're discharging us.

I want to go home.

They said they need the bed and...

Are you in any pain, Alexa?

- She hasn't slept. - I want to go home.

She's, um...

You're feeling kind of funny about holding the baby,

aren't you?

Dr. Howard, call the pharmacy.

Dr. Howard, call the pharmacy.

Dr. Marcus, your son is waiting for you

in the downstairs lobby.

Dr. Marcus, your son is waiting for you in the downstairs lobby.

Would you like to hold him?

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Your wife suffered heavy internal bleeding.

I know.

A CT scan was ordered

but did not happen.

I know.

Mr. Russell.

I am very sorry for your loss.

Fuck this shit.

I hate this.

She was afraid of the place

where she's supposed to feel the most safe.

What was up with you and that actress?

You should go.

Have a break.

Whatever you need.

I'll pick up for you.

You like her.

Did you want me to get her for you?

Trainers are in room 12.

I can get her for you.

Would you like that?

Go do something nice, Elly.

Mmm.

You... having a...

- ...good day? - No.

- I'm having a fucking shit day. - Okay.

Cool. Sorry I asked.

Fuck you, asking about my fucking day.

Okay, lady.

- No, seriously, fuck you! - Yeah?

- Well, fuck you back. - Oh, fuck me back?

- Fuck you back. - Yeah.

- I'm not doing this. - Fuck you!

Did you always want to be an actress?

Yeah, I think so.

I don't know why exactly.

No one in my family is, like, into the arts.

Mm-hmm. Where do you think it comes from?

I mean, we moved all the time.

I feel like I always end up saying in interviews

that it was about creating some inner world,

being resilient, but I don't think that's true.

We're a really close family.

I never felt lacking in any way.

I am talking.

Why did you move so much?

This feels a bit like an interview.

- Army brat. - Mm.

Did you always want to be a doctor?

Yeah. Did you live in other countries?

- Yes. - Do you speak other languages?

- When I'm drunk. - Drink up, then.

Mm. Can I get another one?

So, was it always babies and vaginas?

Sure. Yeah, so, do you think you're gonna stay on the show,

or do you want to do other stuff, or...?

I don't know. Everyone wants variety, right?

Yes. Very much so.

Should we go eat?

I could eat.

Like, a steak or a seafood platter,

or we could jump on a boat, horse ride around Central Park.

I have a junket I have to do, this press thing.

Okay, cool. Well, I could come find you later.

This is a lot.

You're... a lot.

- I should go. - It's not...

I don't not want to see you again.

- It's just, I... - Sure.

As in, I'd like to see you again.

I'm... It's at The Beekman.

I'll be there till late.

It was nice to meet you today, Genevieve.

Good sign that she's the one meeting us.

She could have sent some...

- Underling? - Representative.

- Little vestigial fuck monkey? - Focus.

Ah. That sounds quite fun, actually.

But it's her and her wife, Susan Parker.

And Susan Parker is wife number...

- 11? - Four. Hmm.

Is she the one who did a shit on the floor

at the Guggenheim at that opening?

- No. - Shame.

That was wife number two, the one who died.

Oh, my God. Yes, the one who jumped out the window.

Don't talk about it. It's too sad.

We really want this woman's money?

We want the birthing center, Elliot.

Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, we want the lab.

I kissed the actress.

I thought I'd get her for you.

She's a patient. You can't fuck the patients.

Okay, I won't fuck the patients anymore.

Are you seeing her again?

She has a press thing at The Beekman till late.

Does she know we're twins?

She didn't mention it.

Most people fucking mention it.

Thank you.

Beverly?

- Yes? - Just a quick fuck.

I'm worried she won't live up to your fantasies.

I love babies.

Well, that's a great start.

I love everything about them.

- That's fantastic. - And I just, I love women.

- Yes. - Mm.

Oh, and I read some of the materials you sent across.

- Thank you. - And, oh, my goodness,

it was all just so moving and so tragic,

and I just got so angry about it all. Didn't I, Rebecca?

- You did. - I just, I cannot think

of a better project to be a part of. I really can't.

- Well, that's wonderful. - It is.

And we'd love to know what you made of it, Rebecca.

Rebecca thinks babies are boring.

It's not that I think they're boring.

I had a bunch.

I mean, I didn't do the having, obviously.

Right, you're a mother. You get it.

Yeah, I don't know what that means, Joe.

What are you looking for in an investor?

Ideally, someone who cares.

Less ideally.

A check.

I'll be honest. I didn't find your proposal

particularly exciting when I read it.

I find it even less compelling now.

I like science. I like medicine.

That is my fucking jam.

That was my dad's shit.

That's my community.

That is where I put my money.

I'm gonna be straightforward. I always think that's best.

You guys want someone who really gives a fuck about this, too.

I give a fuck.

But you give a fuck about dolphins

and rehabilitating pedophiles and ice cream.

I want a birthing center.

Yeah, I wish I could say that I love your passion,

your ability, your project.

I don't know that I feel it.

- So you're not investing? - Doesn't look that way.

Because we didn't pitch hard enough?

You're asking for $16 million.

That's fuck-all to me, but I was expecting more

than, like, sad-sack expressions and silence.

I'm not asking for twins on their knees.

Okay.

A woman died today.

Four hours after giving birth.

And another woman lost her baby.

No, fuck that, not lost.

Her baby died.

Are you terribly bad at your jobs?

No.

This may not be that exciting for you to hear, but no,

it happened because of the system, because...

the system is fucked.

It's diabolical.

Despite the fact that this is how

every single one of us enters the world,

despite the fact that women have been giving birth

for as long as humankind has existed,

this is the best that we have come up with.

It's a system that bullies and scares

and terrorizes and humiliates and rushes

and ruins women and their bodies.

And then somehow, somehow, we have been part

of making this system seem...

normal and necessary and just a by-product

of what happens should a woman be in a position

where a baby needs to exit her body.

I know, I wish our proposal were more thrilling for you,

was a fucking revolution

or a coup or a bomb in the middle of the city

that could make the world look radically different overnight,

but that's not how it works.

That's not what real change

for real human women actually fucking looks like,

because we are fucking brilliant, okay?

We are extraordinary.

We are as close to fucking perfection

as you can get in this field, and I am not fucking with you.

This is the most important investment

that you could make in your lives,

and not because it's about sweet, soft, vulnerable,

hope, hope, hope, hopeful babies,

but because if we get this right, if we do this properly,

then it is world-changing.

Actually world-changing.

Slowly, but in a way that is...

deep, rooted,

permanent, meaningful, fucking real.

But fuck you if you don't see that.

Fuck you.

- Where are you going? - Oh, we're done, aren't we?

You don't tell me to fuck off and then fuck off yourself.

Sit the fuck back down.

It's been a really difficult day.

Shut up, Joe. She's talking about

holding a dead fucking baby in her arms.

Did you hold a dead baby in your arms today?

Thought not. Shut up.

Okay.

When I invest in something,

I need to get very fucking involved, very fucking close,

like my breath on your neck, do you understand?

That's my name, you know?

That's my family name.

That is important to me.

I'm not in, but I'm not not in.

We need to spend some time together,

see if this might work.

You're schizophrenic.

I don't want to be.

You okay?

Uh-huh.

- You good? - Uh... uh-huh.

Are you good?

You with me?

Mm-hmm.

You sure?

Can you hold out?

Uh-huh.

Did you always want to be an accountant?

Does any child want to be an accountant?

I was always very detail-oriented.

So you ended up where you should be.

I guess so.

I think that's amazing.

Do you have any siblings?

Two brothers, and I had a sister.

Had?

Well, yeah. She, um...

Yeah, she died when I was, uh...

Is there... This is kind of...

- I'm sorry. - Yeah, um...

I didn't, like, know her.

I feel bad for my parents,

and kind of guilty, I guess,

for not actually missing her.

I miss the idea of her.

I'm sorry, uh, this is...

Do you crave stability, do you think?

Or do you run away from it?

You have a really nice face...

Ryan.

You have a really nice face, Ryan.

Thanks, Elliot.

You, too.

Obviously.

I crave it.

Stability.

My sister says I'm a hungry person.

I like to feast.

But just once.

I just started dreaming about babies.

About holding them, the weight of them.

Constantly.

And it's not something I, like,

think about or plan for, you know?

- Mm. - Like, I'm not someone who always felt

that that kind of family life was necessarily for me.

Right? So I figured this is a body thing.

This is a hormonal thing.

This is fucking clock shit, right?

So don't panic.

Just do the grown-up thing and get it checked out.

And now I just feel like, is she fucking with me, my body?

Sending out all of these crazy hormones when actually,

actually, fuck you, not possible.

I appreciate that. I don't actually want to talk about it.

So, what about you? No babies?

No.

No babies.

- You don't want them? - Yes, I-I do, actually.

It just hasn't been, uh, happening.

- You've been trying? On your own? - Yeah.

Yeah, they don't stick, so...

maybe it's not meant to be.

Maybe I should give up.

I just... I just can't quite seem to.

Hmm.

Are you actively trying now?

Yeah.

I think that's amazing.

You have the most heavenly face.

Do you live here by yourself?

With my sister.

Okay. Cool.

You never mentioned a sister.

I forgot she existed.

Are you hungry?

Is that a line?

No.

I'm genuinely fucking starving.

You're really into the whole

delayed gratification thing.

I'm gonna make you something.

Oh, no, you don't have to do that.

You can't cook, you said,

and I'm a fucking good cook.

And I have a feeling...

...this is gonna have some options.

Yep.

Baby sister.

Hey.

Good morning.

Would you like a juice?

You're not her sister.

True.

Did you tidy up?

You would like a juice?

I was going to tidy up. This is so embarrassing.

Did you fold my clothes? Oh, my God.

Are you, like, a fucking maid or something?

Yes. Yes.

I'm like a fucking maid.

That is so wild.

Good morning.

I'm Elliot.

Um...

No.

No, I...

I didn't know that your sister was a twin.

Oh, she didn't tell you?

Well, that's outrageous.

But also, can't you google?

I mean, you must be the only fucking person in Manhattan

who doesn't know about the Mantle twins.

Elliot.

Okay.

I didn't know you were famous.

We're not famous.

We're obviously not famous.

You're famous.

Excuse me?

You're on that show. Beverly loves that show.

Right.

It is weird you didn't tell me.

Yes. Yes, I...

just completely, genuinely forgot she existed.

Can I ask you something awful?

- Something offensive? - Yes.

It's only been you, right? The whole time?

I've just been with you?

- It's offensive. - Yes.

It's only been me.

I like you.

Are you psyched about the Parkers?

I like them. I really, really like them.

I don't know why they've got such a bad fucking reputation.

She's directly responsible for the death

of hundreds of thousands of people.

Don't be boring, Beverly. What happened with the actress?

Was it awful? Should I cheer you up?

Should I get you someone else?

No, thank you, Elliot.

What about her?

She looks nice.

- Soft, pliable. - No.

- Let me get her for you. - No, Elliot.

- Come on. - No.

Why not?

♪ My one and only ♪

♪ I know if you return...

You aren't seeing her again?

Beverly.

She was incredible, Elliot.

What do you mean?

I'm not telling.

Beverly.

It's none of your business.

Everything's my fucking business.

Not this.

♪ That you are my only love...

- You okay? - Mm-hmm.

- You sure? - Mm-hmm.

Beverly?

Would you like to tell us your story?

I'm here because my...

sister died.

My twin.

♪ Don't think I can't feel ♪

♪ That there's something wrong ♪

♪ You've been the sweetest part of my life ♪

♪ For so long ♪

♪ I look in your eyes ♪

♪ There's a distant light ♪

♪ And you and I know ♪

♪ There'll be a storm tonight ♪

♪ This is getting serious ♪

♪ Are you thinking about you ♪

♪ Or us? ♪

♪ Don't say what you're ♪

♪ About to say ♪

♪ Look back before ♪

♪ You leave my life ♪

♪ Be sure before ♪

♪ You close my door ♪

♪ Before you roll ♪

♪ Those dice ♪

♪ Baby, think twice ♪

♪ Baby, think twice ♪

♪ For the sake of our love ♪

♪ For the memory ♪

♪ For the fire and the faith ♪

♪ That was you and me ♪

♪ Babe, I know it ain't easy ♪

♪ When your soul cries out ♪

♪ For higher ground ♪♪