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I can get her for you.

Would you like that?

It's only been you, right?

It's only been me.

Another fucking miscarriage.

I'm sorry.

You will have a baby. I will solve this.

My sister died.

She was my twin.

You cannot have

everything in your sister's life, okay?

I don't want to do the baby thing anymore.

Not that way.

Where's your sister?

Not here.

It's like constant multiple division.

You're barely fucking here.

Shut up.

Oh, God.

Agnes, where the fuck are you?! Agnes!

I'm sorry I left.

♪ I knew your mother, let me be clear ♪

♪ We were lovers ♪

Hey.

♪ Before you got here ♪

♪ So don't forget...

Are you frightened?

♪ When love was the means...

Are you?

Mm... no.

That's probably very silly.

Ah.

I'm just really, really, really,

really, really, really, really happy.

♪ I fell for your mother, love made me a fool ♪

♪ We were into each other ♪

♪ Till it came off the spool...

Bloody hell.

Oh, is this it?

It looks like a spaceship.

♪ In the biblical sense, I knew your mum ♪

♪ Und it wasn't all Sturm...

- Wow-wee. - Gosh.

Fantastic.

- Yes. - I mean, brilliantato.

- Yes. - Very impressive.

It says "Mantle" everywhere.

Yes.

I-It's all over the walls

and on all the stuff, Alan.

Well, yeah, that's the name.

- That's our name. - Well, I think you'll find

it was our name first.

- Mantle Parker. - Who the bloody hell

is this Parker when he's at home,

and what does he want with us?

- Uh, our backers. I told you. - Well, it's very nice, girls.

Well done. Good, goodness.

And-and well done, you, too, sweetheart.

Are you all right, Ello?

No.

Okay, well...

This is a fantastic room.

What-what-what would you call a room like this, girls?

- A greenhouse, perhaps? - It's an atrium, Dad.

Oh, an...

I'm just going to go.

- An atrium. - Ello?

Oh, goodness, what's the matter?

She's fine. She's just, uh...

She's working very hard.

Well, you both do, evidently.

Well, it just doesn't look like a hospital at all.

Well, that's because it isn't.

Oh, right. Yes, okay.

Pregnant women don't have a disease.

Oh?

Yes, that's interesting.

That's an interesting idea.

It's not an idea. It's a fact.

Well...

I-I think it's very interesting.

I...

I get it.

Would you like to have a tour?

Oh, that's okay, sweetheart.

You don't want to see the babies?

What babies?

The babies who are born here.

What happens to them when they leave?

The mothers?

Well, they go home

with their babies.

Yes, I suppose they do.

Hello.

Hi.

- Oh, hello. - Hi.

- Hello. - Hi.

This is Greta.

- Hi, Alan. Linda. - Yes.

- Hi. - Greta.

Would you... Would you like

- some builder's tea? - Oh.

That's very nice of you. Thank you, yes.

Beverly's told us all about you, Greta.

- Oh. - Oh, no.

No, no, no, I haven't.

It's the wrong person.

Um, how was... how was the birthing center?

Oh, well...

Yes. I-I-It's so...

- Is it, isn't it, Alan? - Oh, yes.

- Mm-hmm. - Have you seen it, Greta?

- I have. Yeah. - Well, then you know.

- It really is very... - Yeah.

Well, it-it's not a hospital.

- No. Yeah. - A-And we saw lots of things, didn't we?

- Yeah, aye. - Lots of blood and guts and babies.

- Oh. - We barely saw anything.

That's fine.

Um, maybe we should eat.

Oh, or would you like to sleep or...?

Oh, no. No, thank you, Beverly.

- How was your flight? - They kept giving us things,

- didn't they? - They did.

I had these two little, um, little puddings,

and they were both fantastic.

- He did. - Kept ushering us to different queues

- 'cause we kept standing in the wrong place. - Oh, we did.

Put us with the businesspeople.

- You know, the smart set. - Oh.

We-we upgraded you. That's good. That's...

I don't think my upgrade worked, love.

- That's funny. - Well, I-I feel like

maybe you should get some sleep and then...

- Oh, we don't need to sleep. - Well...

Thank you, Beverly. We-we want to see you.

It's been years since we've seen you.

Well, it hasn't been years.

Well, it has. Four years.

- Hasn't it, Alan? - Mm-hmm.

You make it sound like it's been decades,

like we're helplessly reaching

across decades of neglectful daughterhood.

- Oh. - No, no, that's not what I meant.

Uh, you're ever so busy.

No, I know.

I...

- Hi. - Hi.

These are for you.

Oh!

What?

I'm Genevieve.

- Genevieve! Ah. - Oh, Genevieve.

- Oh. - It's so wonderful to finally meet you.

Fantastic.

♪ Sometimes I feel ♪

♪ Like a motherless child ♪

♪ Sometimes ♪

♪ I feel ♪

♪ Like a motherless child ♪

♪ Sometimes I feel ♪

♪ Like a motherless child ♪

♪ So far ♪

♪ From home ♪♪

Mmm.

Beverly says you like gardening.

- Oh, does she, now? - I'm amazed

Beverly ever talks about us.

And so, uh, you don't live here, then, Genevieve?

Mum.

Right. Right.

Right, no. Sorry. Yes.

Not yet, but we're working on it.

We've looked at some places.

Have you really?

We found this place in Park Slope.

Beautiful floors. Cherry trees in the garden.

Way over budget, Linda, but it felt right.

That's...

This is very wonderful.

Please forgive me.

Forgive me, please.

Your dad is like this ready-made grandpa.

You mean he's old.

No, he has potent grandpa energy.

So, are we just supposed to pretend to go to sleep now?

They want their evening.

- I'm not tired. - Yes, you are.

Well, she kept saying we should lie down.

She Dr. Mantled us.

Compression socks, recuperate.

Very, very, very, very old.

Look at this. Where did this come from?

Oh, goodness.

Who did this?

Probably poor Greta.

But why?

Because they pay her to.

To body-bag our clothes?

Looks like a bloody crime scene in there, Linda.

A fashion crime has been committed.

Oh, stop it, Alan, we... Come on, now. We have to behave.

Oh, I'm a bit worried about these trousers.

Oh, dear.

Oh.

Aw.

I hope it's all you.

I hope it's entirely you and not a bit of me.

That makes me sad.

Oh, it makes me happy.

I'm so excited, Genevieve.

We're growing our family.

I'm literally full of hope.

I just want it to be ours for just a little bit longer.

I killed her.

It wasn't a dream.

It wasn't a dream.

It wasn't a dream.

I didn't dream her.

We were in the water,

and, um, there was a boat,

and we'd been swimming all day,

and then I couldn't find her,

or she couldn't find me.

And I've been caught

in between ever since.

Wanting and not wanting to be whole.

Wanting and not wanting to be half.

I've never really... gotten over it.

♪ Perhaps it is the color ♪

♪ Of the sun cut flat ♪

♪ And covering ♪

♪ The crossroads I'm standing at ♪

♪ Or maybe it's the weather ♪

♪ Or something like that ♪

♪ But, Mama, you've been on my mind ♪

♪ I mean no trouble ♪

♪ Please don't put me down, don't get upset ♪

♪ I am not pleading ♪

♪ Or saying I can't forget you ♪

♪ I do not pace the floor, bowed down and bent ♪

♪ But yet ♪

♪ Well, Mama ♪

♪ You've been on my mind ♪♪

Fuck!

- We're having a baby, Beverly. - I know.

- A baby. - I know.

- A baby. - Yes, yes.

A baby, a baby.

- A fucking baby. - A baby.

I love you.

"And God looked upon the Earth,

and, behold, it was corrupt.

And God said unto Noah,

'The end of all flesh is come before me;

for the Earth is filled with violence through them;

and, behold, I will destroy them with the Earth.'"

Let us pray.

Beverly, what happened?

It happened in the atrium.

- It was her fifth baby. - Oh.

It was just so quick.

She was amazing. So moving.

And I... Oh, I just felt so proud

because you worry, if a woman has that sort of birth,

that she'll feel it's public or traumatic

or not what she hoped, but, actually,

- it was really private and... - Beverly,

do you think you should get changed, though?

Well, it's just blood, Mum.

That's what happens when a woman gives birth.

It doesn't mean it's traumatic.

Yes, I do know that, Beverly.

Thank you.

Hey, Claire.

Let's talk.

Come on out, Claire.

Hello.

Claire.

Oh. Oh.

- Oh, my goodness. She's so good. - Oh, yes.

- Oh, yes. - Well, l-look how good she is.

- Mmm. - Sh-She's so alive.

What does that mean?

Well, she-she's just really there.

Oh, she's such a special girl, Beverly.

I hope you know how lucky you are.

You know me.

Yes, I...

Yeah, you're gonna have to turn that off.

Oh, come on, Genevieve. Come and have a gawp with us.

Oh, you're so good, sweetheart.

Do you ever forget who you are?

What do you mean, Linda?

I-I just always wonder with actors.

You have to step into the life of somebody else.

- Inhabit... - Oh, that's a good word.

...their life.

And you're so good at it.

Thank you.

Well, I-I just worry

that if I had to try and become someone else,

I would...

uh, lose my sense of self entirely.

Well, good job no one's asking you to do that, then.

I just think you're the most extraordinary person

- I've ever met. - Oh, Jesus.

Should we talk about something actually interesting

instead of Genevieve?

Ello, be good.

Sorry.

You smell gorgeous, David, you do.

You really do smell wonderful.

You've got... He does.

Tell everybody at home, especially the girls...

they're all dying to know behind that screen...

I mean, what you do for a living,

because you're gonna take one of them

on a blind date tonight.

I work for an advertising agency.

You do?

Are we allowed to ask you what you advertise?

I have to go on to Number Two now. You realize that.

- I do. - I hate to leave you.

We'll meet again.

As Vera said. On you go.

Yes, I will indeed.

Oh, hello, Number Two.

My name's Tracy, and I'm from Chester.

What?

Quite an unusual name, I know.

What's your name? Tracy?

That's an old one.

This always happens. This always happens.

I was stupid to think it would be different.

No, you weren't.

I'm sorry.

- Beverly, please... - I'm-I'm sorry.

Babe, it's okay. It's okay.

It's dead.

We don't know that for sure.

I-I-I'm sorry.

Beverly.

- How many weeks? - Fuck.

- Elly. - Uh, seven.

- Elly, I'm sorry. - Eight on Thursday.

Okay.

- Elly. - You did IVF, right?

You did IVF, right? IVF is what you did?

- Uh, no, no. - We did IUI.

IUI.

Okay.

You did IUI.

Okay.

Late for implantation bleeding, but all totally normal.

- Any pain? - No, nothing.

I can't feel anything.

- I... - Let me just...

It doesn't look like a heavy bleed.

All your losses were well before eight weeks, Beverly.

Does it feel different?

I don't know.

I've got no idea. I...

I can't feel anything, Elliot.

Um...

Lie down.

It's okay.

It's okay.

Thank you.

Thank you, Elliot.

Congratulations.

♪ Wise men say ♪

♪ Only fools ♪

♪ Rush in ♪

♪ But I can't help ♪

♪ Falling in love ♪

♪ With you ♪

♪ Shall I stay? ♪

♪ Would it be a sin? ♪

♪ If I can't help ♪

♪ Falling in love ♪

♪ With you ♪

♪ Like a river flows ♪

♪ Surely to the sea ♪

♪ Darling, so it goes ♪

♪ Some things ♪

♪ Are meant to be ♪♪

- So many things. - Anything you want.

- Oh, the blood. - Yes.

- Tell me about the blood. - Well...

Morning, Beverly.

Are you okay?

Oh, I'm fucking brilliant.

They've always been like this.

You don't just get one of them, Genevieve.

Oh, could you just shut up?

I'm sorry.

Sorry. Sorry.

Sorry.

- Elly, I'm sorry. - Why would you be sorry?

You got everything you ever wanted.

I'm delighted for you.

It's okay to be upset.

Oh, thank you so much. That's very kind of you,

- but I'm fine. - Elliot, please.

Please what, Beverly?

Hmm.

Who will want you now?

Hmm?

It's, it's something I've wanted for a long time

without r... really knowing why.

Something, something my body has wanted, and...

...my partner wants it very much.

And last night I told Elliot. Mm.

Like, I-I... I spoke to her, in my head, on my, on my own,

because I, I felt like I-I had to tell her I was having a baby.

And, um...

Oh, I just got this feeling that she was so disappointed.

She was, she was...

She was so upset that I'd let her down.

I just...

I feel, I feel like I've ruined everything.

You know, by taking a chance...

at a happiness I-I thought was right.

Mm.

Falling in love, having a baby.

Defiantly deciding to, to build my own life,

to, to be a whole person.

But I-I... I miss her.

God.

I just sometimes get the feeling that the wrong twin died.

Is it working yet?

I keep hoping

that if I keep coming back, it'll work.

That I'll feel...

forgiven, atoned.

Whatever good people feel.

What do good people feel?

Peace.

Wah.

Amy is seven, Alex is five.

Uh-huh.

Sweet kids.

I'm sure.

They're...

They're managing it all far better than I am.

Okay.

I mean, they hate me.

I was never around.

I left everything to my wife.

I was an awful husband.

I cheated on her

and, um, put my career above everything.

And now I'm, I'm there,

I'm asking about homework and...

trying to remember which one plays the cello...

which one likes ballet and pottery.

And I can't braid their hair the way that...

the way that she could.

Do your children live in 18th century England?

Do people do this to you?

Do what?

Bare their souls to you.

Pledge to follow you wherever you may go.

Oh, uh...

Hey.

Those eggs were terrific, by the way.

This is not a bonding opportunity.

I just... I just...

I just... I just want to say thank you

- for your hospitality and... - I have made peace

with the fact we're never going to see each other again,

and I just feel like you should, too.

Oh.

I missed you.

That's a good thing.

I just wanted to give you a bit of Mantle time.

Yeah.

No.

I don't want that.

I want to be with you.

Somewhere else, somewhere not here. I...

I can't breathe here.

I feel like there's something on my chest,

lodged in my throat constantly.

I want that house.

With the cherry trees and the wooden floors

and you by the window.

You have that audition today.

Uh-huh.

Good luck.

I love you, Beverly.

No.

- Hey, Linda. - Oh!

Sorry.

- Uh... - Can I help you find something?

No, I-I just, um...

I just wanted to make the cakes for tomorrow.

Sure.

I used to make them when they were little.

One each.

Well, you tell me what you need, and I can get it for you.

- Oh, thank you. - Yeah.

♪ Each night ♪

♪ I see you, I want you ♪

♪ Each dream ♪

♪ I dream that it comes true ♪

♪ Thousands of stars, a thousand guitars...

- What? - Nothing.

Beverly doesn't want this baby.

Beverly wants to get out.

How's church, Elliot?

Lovely. Thanks so much.

You know, if you're trying to kill it,

red meat and caffeine and the occasional cigarette

probably won't do it.

You've prayed away all your guilt

about murdering old ladies?

Oh, it's like you said. It never happened.

No body showed up.

Just a bad trip. I see that now.

So, you're not a murderer?

- No. I'm not, in fact, a murderer. - That's a relief.

You were looking really fucking crazy for a while there.

As it turns out, I'm really fucking sane.

Isn't that wonderful?

- I met someone. - Yes.

- We all heard you meeting him the other night. - Mm.

I'm sorry. It's just so nice to be fucked properly.

He's a politician, and he adores me.

How he talks to me, it's like fucking poetry.

It sounds really annoying.

Would you like me to shove a hanger up there?

Hoover the fucker out?

Push you down the stairs? I mean,

your shitty ovaries, no one would ever suspect a thing.

No. Thank you so much, Elliot.

That's so kind.

So, does the actress just not know you at all, then?

Does she not...

know how much pain you're in, baby sister?

I'm not in pain, Elliot.

I'm happy.

Maybe you're the one who doesn't know what that looks like.

So, when are we telling them?

I mean, you have to tell them tomorrow.

They're leaving on Sunday.

Hasn't parents' week been great?

I don't know that we need to tell them in person, Elliot.

Oh, my God, she's going to be so excited.

Her little face. You have to tell her.

And Dad will just be a puddle.

Oh, we're too early for a gender reveal.

Mm, that would have been great.

Oh, fuck's sake, guys. Why didn't you time this better?

Elliot, I'm not ready to tell her.

Who's the father?

It's Sammy's sperm, if that's what...

Oh, that's so fucking clever.

And IUI.

Mm. Well, that's-that's so clever.

Hmm. So, um,

did you, like, just, um, fist it up there?

Oh, sorry. I'm just getting really excited now.

Have you had any more bleeding?

- Elliot. - No.

That's good. It's eight weeks tomorrow.

What are we going to call it?

Oh, sorry.

I'm just wrapping my head around it.

- Sorry. - If you say sorry,

like, 20 times, it kind of stops

having any fucking meaning.

There's no "we" in this, Elliot.

There is a "we." There's an "us."

We're having a baby.

We found a house that we love.

We hope that you come for dinner sometimes.

Good night, Elliot.

How did it go today?

The audition?

Yeah, I got it.

I knew you would.

Congratulations.

Thanks.

♪ Everything ♪

♪ She sees ♪

♪ She says she wants ♪

♪ And everything ♪

That's probably very silly.

Ah.

♪ She says she wants...

I'm just really, really, really, really, really, really happy.

♪ 'Cause that's my daughter ♪

♪ In the water ♪

♪ Everything she owns...

Hello. Hello, hello, hello.

Somebody in there?

♪ Everything she owns ♪♪

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday ♪

- ♪ Dear Beverly and Elliot ♪ - ♪ Dear Elliot and Beverly ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪♪

Ooh.

Yay!

- What did you wish for? - Huh?

To be honest, there were just an awful lot of them.

About 100% more baby

- than anyone was expecting. - How awful for you.

Which one was first?

I can't believe I don't know this.

Oh, uh, Ello came out first,

and she only stopped crying

when her sister came out to join her.

- Aw. - And if Ello is Ello,

what does that make Beverly?

Oh, the General doesn't have a nickname.

You know, I was trying to remember,

and I haven't, um,

seen you guys since Cambridge?

Yes, yes, that-that's right. Yeah, that must be right.

Nick, how goes that campaign trail?

Oh, uh, yeah, thanks. Uh, yeah, we're-we're hard at it.

- How have you guys been? You well or...? - You need any babies

to kiss? 'Cause we got a bunch you can borrow.

- Yes. Oh, you know, not-not too bad. - Oh, you know, babies,

uh, aren't very good voters, unfortunately.

We-we like to focus our kisses on

the 30-to-44, no-college-degree electorate.

- How about you? - Yeah, can't complain. Your daughter's been keeping me

- in gainful employment. - Yeah, we don't talk about that in public, Tom.

- Yeah, fuck off, Joseph. - Oh, sit down, Greta,

- why don't you? - I'm fine. Thank you, Linda.

Hey, this spread is wonderful, by the way.

Thank you so much for accommodating me.

Literally no one told me you were coming.

Oh, you know, I-I just want to say,

you two must be both so proud.

- Oh, yes, yes. We must be, mustn't we? - Oh, very proud.

That's what people have been saying

- for their whole lives, isn't it, Alan? - Yes, yes.

Your girls are amazing.

- Yep. - What they've achieved.

Oh, yes, the, the achievements.

I mean, my kids...

Um... I-I... God,

I can't even imagine. My-my wife and I

- used to-to always say that... - Your wife?

- You have a wife? - Oh, she died, Mum.

He had a wife, and she died.

- Aw. - Oh, no.

- I'm so sorry. - No, no, no, no.

- It's okay. - That, uh...

The Times interview you did a few months ago...

Yeah, yeah. That was, um...

That-that-that was, um, rough.

The one where you were talking

about your robust immigration policy

and how fucking into the death penalty you are?

Um...

Yeah, you know, they-they edit those things

- in such a way, Tom, that... - Oh. Oh.

Uh-huh, uh-huh. So did you not use the word "swarms"?

- Are you jealous, Tom? - That would be a hard no.

We fucked.

- Ah. - Ooh.

I... Mr. and Mrs. Mantle, I...

- Thank you, Tom. Uh, no, thanks. - At university.

- It was... It was not good. - That is true,

- but I'm still sorry... - Sit down, Greta.

Won't you? Sit down, Greta.

- We also fucked. - You never stop.

- That's really kind. - Yes, that is also true. - It was good.

- Pull up a chair. - No, Mum.

- It was, like, really fucking good. - No.

Don't be rude, Beverly.

- I insist. - You're being

really rude, actually, Mum. This is her job.

She doesn't want to spend her downtime

- talking to you. - Beverly.

Sorry.

Thank you, Linda. I'm fine.

Maybe we should have, like, a bunch of fucking babies.

- Maybe. - Really get some propagation

- from these loins. - Ooh. - So, uh,

did you guys catch a show while you were in town or anything?

- Oh, we... - Fill a house with anxious,

overachieving children. Raise a fucking army.

- Oh, my God. - What?

- Ello. - No, no, no.

What?

- Elliot. - So, you can shut the fuck up.

- Okay, Elliot. - Elliot. - Oh, man, Elliot.

Is it only real when you do it?

Is it only incandescent and real and good

- when you do it, Genevieve? - I'm not doing this with her.

- Oh, Ello. Come on, Ello. - Hey, look.

Not everything I do

is about you and fucking you.

- Elliot, please. - Hey. Come on.

You know you're only together because of me.

- Elliot. - What? - I think

- this is gonna be great for us. - What does that mean?

- Excuse me, Joseph? - No, what does she mean?

Just one twin and a TV star, one twin

and a handsome politician. None of this is bad, you know?

When do you leave, Joseph?

- No, seriously. When do you fuck off? - Jesus Christ.

The birthing center's open. Thank you so much.

You're the human equivalent of fucking herpes.

- Beverly. - Oh. Okay. - And no one can

- fucking douche you out. - Oh, my God. - Wow.

- Should we just have some cake? - That sounds fantastic.

Well, thank you so much for that.

Elliot, what did you mean?

We're only together because of her?

- I made two. - Congratulations.

- Elliot. - For the opportunity of a lifetime.

- For a little piece of history. - Elliot. Elliot.

- Good luck, everybody. - Yeah, bye, Joseph. - I think we should

- just leave this. - Leave what? - Leave what?

- Fuck you all so much. - You have been dealing with a lot,

- and, um... - For fuck's sake. No.

- Pair of fucking... - Elliot's not been doing well,

and we're all gonna be very fucking supportive

until she continues to not do very well

while also being a complete asshole.

I'm fine, actually.

Thank you for that, though.

- Pair of fucking twats. - I am.

- I'm fine. I'm in love. - "Twats"?

- I'm fine. - Um... - Oh, wow.

- I'm leaving, you cunts! - Yeah, I wasn't.

Okay, sure. I wasn't okay.

I have not been okay.

I felt like I was having a breakdown.

- Correct. - And then, like, maybe... Fuck off.

- And then, like, maybe the very next fucking day, was it? - Elliot.

You and your pubescent five-minute girlfriend.

- Excuse me? - What is that, by the way?

Do you have a daddy complex?

And you. You normally go for grown-ups.

- You like the grown-ups. - Elliot, please.

I have been dedicating my life

to this cause, to you. You, the cause.

What was the point if you're going to fucking abandon me?

I'm not abandoning you.

I feel somewhat abandoned!

Can we stop this, please?

Everything, everything in my life

has been for you.

- You okay there? - I gave things up for you.

- I stopped wanting things for myself. - Elliot.

I have learnt to only want things

because you want them.

The center, the pregnancy.

- Perfect. - Oh, God.

- What? - Oh, my God.

They're having a baby.

Beverly's pregnant, and it's nothing to do with me.

Is this true?

- Congratulations. - Shut up.

You're-you're going to be a mother, Beverly?

How have you managed that, then?

- Well, you... - Motherhood's nothing like your job.

- What did you mean, Elliot? - We're not talking about motherhood right now.

Well, I do know some things, Beverly.

- There are some things I know. - What did you mean, Elliot?

- Good for you. - I could be part of this.

- You're not a part of this. - I could...

- Elliot. - You're not a part of my life.

We just roll you out every few years to prove to ourselves

that we're not sociopaths.

We occasionally operate on a delivery system,

and she wanted you, so I got you.

The bar, the kiss, it was fine.

Our cunts and our tongues are identical,

so what does it fucking matter?

Stop it!

You awful...

awful girls!

Genevieve.

Genevieve.

No.

Alan,

I can't do this.

I can't do this. I-I can't do this.

I'm sorry.

There's two of them.

There's always two of them.

I-I can't do this.

They don't want me, they don't need me,

and I don't want them.

I can't do it. I-I can't do it.

And you're so good.

And it's a fishhook round my middle,

pulling me up when I want to be under,

and I can't do this. I can't do this.

I, I want to go back, go back to the beginning.

I can't do this.

- Linda! - I should never have done this.

I should never have tried to be a mother,

because I cannot do it.

I cannot do it, I just can't.

Alan...

♪ Stop straining ♪

- ♪ Shut your mouth and button your lip... - Linda!

Linda! L-Linda.

We will find our way through this.

I will help you. I will help you.

I'll help you.

- ♪ The excuse that you're crazy... - I'll help you.

It only goes in one direction, Beverly.

Mother to baby.

There's no return.

Nothing comes back.

I couldn't do it.

Most of the time, I was terrified of you.

I knew you wanted something.

Not me.

I was never...

comfort or home

or... joy or...

...safety for you.

I think that for most people...

...uh...

...you can only hope to do a little better than you had.

♪ No more agony ♪

That that's enough.

♪ Please, no more sorrow...

But...

...you're gonna be a terrible mother, Beverly.

♪ Tomorrow ♪♪

I know.

Oh, my God.

How old?

- 58 days. - Fuck.

Yes.

- Fuck, Elliot! - I know.

- We're gonna get shut down. - No.

You've almost grown a baby

- through the first fucking trimester. - Embryo.

Fucking semantics.

Fuck!

Fuck off! Jesus.

Gah!

Holy shit!

Are they mine?

They're, um, your DNA, yes.

- And? - Beverly's.

- Beverly's? - Yes.

- Beverly's? Beverly's. - Yes.

I know.

Why are you telling me?

Because I need you to tell me what to do.

Why did you do it?

'Cause I love her.

♪ No, I would not give you false hope ♪

♪ On this strange and mournful day ♪

♪ But the mother and child reunion ♪

♪ Is only a motion away ♪

♪ Oh, little darling of mine ♪

♪ I can't for the life of me ♪

♪ Remember a sadder day ♪

♪ I know they say let it be ♪

♪ But it just don't work out that way ♪

♪ And the course of a lifetime runs ♪

♪ Over and over again ♪

♪ No, I would not give you false hope ♪

- ♪ No ♪ - ♪ On this strange and mournful day ♪

♪ But the mother and child reunion ♪

♪ Is only a motion away ♪

♪ Oh, little darling of mine ♪

♪ I just can't believe it's so ♪

♪ Though it seems strange to say ♪

♪ I never been laid so low ♪

♪ In such a mysterious way ♪

♪ And the course of a lifetime runs ♪

♪ Over and over again ♪

♪ But I would not give you false hope ♪

- ♪ No ♪ - ♪ On this strange and mournful day ♪

♪ When the mother and child reunion ♪

♪ Is only a motion away ♪

♪ Oh, oh, the mother and child reunion ♪

♪ Is only a motion away ♪

♪ Oh, the mother and child reunion ♪

♪ Is only a moment away ♪

♪ Oh, oh, the mother and child reunion ♪

♪ Is only a motion away ♪

♪ Oh, the mother and child reunion ♪

♪ Is only a moment away ♪

♪ Oh, oh, the mother and child reunion, oh ♪

♪ Is only a motion away ♪♪