03x03 - The High and Dry Plan

[bunniefuu]

[panting]

[birds chirping]

Charlotte?

[sighs]

Charlotte?

[pants]

[rooster crows]

[sighs]

[heavy breathing]

- No, guys, focus!
- [Max] Yeah, but...

- Come on.
- Give us the cue again?

Let's go. And... action!

Hi, we're here today
with Jean-Marie Bougin,

who is a great local farmer and who is
very interested in our compost plan.

- Charlotte?
- [Roman] Hello...

No, b*at it. Get outta here. Scram! Quick.
Yeah?

[birds squawk in distance]

It wasn't enough for you to steal my ex
and spit on our pact?

- So we're not sisters at all anymore, huh?
- Do you wanna steal my life?

Max, I can see you.

[rooster crows]

- Don't you understand it hurts me?
- [Cha] What?

If you wanted the exclusive on this idea,
you shouldn't have told Milou about it.

And done it yourself.

- Myself?
- Yeah.

It's all I've been doing
for the last six months.

- Really?
- Yes.

I haven't seen you try it
with the local farmers.

The local farmers? Oh my god.

I want to do it with Jules, actually.

What does this have to do with Jules?

What do you mean? It has to do with love.

There... there's actually
a living being at stake.

Hey, we're paying him!

You mean, I'm paying him.

And he's perfectly consenting.

- "Consenting"?
- Of course!

An embryo? Consenting?

Yeah! Don't worry, Elsa,
I'm totally consenting.

- You see?
- [Emilie] Girls?

Girls?

I'm totally lost.

- [Cha] Wait.
- Are you...

You told Milou about this compost idea,
she told me, I stole it.

- [Elsa] What?
- What are you talking about?

Well, I'm talking about this.
I'm talking about this!

- [Cha] What?
- Yes.

You're pregnant?

- But...
- [Cha] Can't you stop annoying everyone?

- You're the one who's pregnant!
- No, I'm not. Are you nuts?

Nightmare. I'm never getting pregnant.

Calm down! Shut up! Shut up!

I'm the one who's pregnant!

[Charlotte] What?

[rooster crows]

I tried to tell you,
but you were so focused on yourselves.

Hey, chill. What's wrong with you now?

- I thought you'd rather chop your arm off?
- It wasn't planned.

[rain pattering]

I didn't even want to share this with you.

Fine.

So, is it my fault again? You've both
been demonizing me for 15 years.

You've been treating me
like a child for 15 years.

- I'm not your baby.
- And I'm not your mother.

Okay?

[Emilie] I've got enough on my plate.

Here's your test.

Congratulations.

[rooster crowing]

A NETFLIX SERIES

[upbeat music playing]

THE LAME PLAN

THE CRAZY PLAN

THE BOOTY PLAN

THE HOOK-UP PLAN

[Julio] Well, thank you. See you soon.

My pleasure. Get home safe.

Mwah.

- Here.
- [Elsa] Hmm.

[rooster crowing in distance]

[man] Hello.

[Maxime] Hello.

Wait, Maxime!

Can we share a cab?
Given that we work together.

We can't be seen together.
Especially dressed like that.

Right. The plan.

Elsa, Jules!

[Matt] Max!

I need to talk to you about something,
and, uh,

- I'm not going to punch you.
- I'm not scared.

No, alpha males are never scared, right?

I could tell you that you f*cked up,
that you can't do these things, and...

But I prefer not to.

Sometimes people f*ck up.

I wanted to talk to you
about what you've become.

A huge assh*le, and proud of it.

I don't like this guy.

- No one here likes him.
- No one.

[engine starts]

There. You can... you can leave now.

- That felt f*cking good!
- I'll bet.

[Antoine] Are you coming back
to sleep inside the house?

No, I'm staying in my little shed,
I've been improving it.

Besides, looking at Emilie,
the mood inside isn't very appealing.

[Matt] See you!

Okay, they're gone.

Yeah, I saw. Yeah.

Come on, don't worry.

It'll all work out.

I don't give a damn. It's fine.
I'm too old for this bullshit.

- Hmm.
- [Emilie sighs]

You pulled out every time, didn't you?

I mean, that one time...

[sighs] Yes.

But, it's pretty good news.

Yes, it's good news.

- It's cool.
- Yeah.

It's cool.

- It's...
- Hmm. It's...

- It's beautiful.
- It's beautiful, yeah.

- It's beautiful. Yes.
- Yeah.

[gentle ambient music]

Mm-hmm.

Ah, here we are!

All this is for you, guys.

But, Mom, this actually...

It's your workshop, not my room anymore.

Yes, but I kept your little bed up there.

You'll be snug in there,
maybe it'll inspire you.

Uh, we don't need that.

"We don't need that," come on.
You can't teach an old dog new tricks.

Look at this, Jules, look.

Who is this?

Elsa, during her "fat" period.

- I can't.
- My little dumpling.

Elsa inspired all of this.

They're the only ones
I never managed to sell.

If you don't like the room,
there's your sister's, the prettiest.

- But...
- I'm talking about the room.

Okay. [sighs]

Dumpling, take a breath.
Relax! [deep breath]

Thank you very much.

- We'll get settled in. It's kind of you.
- Go ahead.

[Elsa] Yeah.

Come on. Okay.

- Look at me.
- Yes.

- We'll find a solution.
- Okay.

We're not staying here long, I promise.

- No. Mm-hmm.
- Okay?

PAUILLAC THROWS COMPOST IN THE GAME

[Cha] I don't miss the girls at all.

[Max] Boom! "With his compost plan,

that already has the support of a farmer
and has been relayed by social media,

Maxime Pauillac has gained

nine points in the polls
over the past week." sh*t!

- Wow! I'm proud of you, baby!
- Yes!

- Yes!
- Yes!

[chants] Pauillac!

Oh, wow. Even though
our program is just a lot of hot air.

Hey, no!

It's hot air
so we can sail off to victory, baby! Okay?

- [laughs]
- [Cha] Yes!

And more great news: I've had
an "offer we can't refuse" for Pinkars.

Refuse?

A friend of mine
hooked me up with an investment bank.

You sell,

you cash the biggest check you've ever...

- That's annoying. Get them higher.
- Yeah.

You cash the biggest check in your life,
you get even more cash to invest

in my... In our campaign.

I rise, you rise.
I rise, you rise. I rise!

[laughs] Huh? You remember we're a team?

- Yeah!
- So, I'm mayor of the 9th, and you, uh...

Yeah, I rise, you rise, we rise.

I do need to find myself a new project.

Are you kidding?

Taking care of me
could be enough for you, no?

You're the 9th district mayor's wife, Cha!

- Huh?
- Yeah. [chuckles]

And we'll be able to afford
those dreamy friends of yours.

- Yes! Oh! You're right. [giggles]
- [chuckles] Yeah.

- Nice. Push them higher, though.
- Yeah? Oh, yeah.

- Like this?
- No.

- Isn't it too much?
- The balloons!

- Of course.
- Yes.

Yeah, right away.

CASINO DE PARIS

I know you're expecting a hit song,

and that's exactly what I'm looking for.
I think I'm getting close...

- I'm close.
- You got something I can listen to?

- Ah, well...
- [toilet flushes]

You know I signed Paul Dano?

- You know him?
- Yeah.

That guy is a f*cking purist.

I need to take pictures
of the venue. You coming?

Yeah.

But see, I'm a f*cking purist too.

That's why, like Paul Dano,
I'm searching for more authenticity.

That's nice.

- And also sincerity.
- Sincerity, love it.

Really, I love it.

- People are going to love it!
- Of course.

- Except, they don't give a crap, you know?
- What?

No offense,
your "music is art" thing is great,

- but first and foremost, it's an industry.
- Yes, an industry, I know.

So what? You're out of inspiration?

You need some help?
You need some money, maybe?

No, but now that
you mention it, an advance could help.

Okay.

There's a major agency
looking for music for a commercial.

It's goat cheese, but it's well made.

They want the rights to "So Close to Me."

- Are we a go?
- I'm not touching "So Close to Me."

You need to help me out just a little.

[camera clicks]

All artists, at some point,
stopped being afraid of making money.

Paul will love this place.

So, think about the ad, and call me?

♪ So close to me, so close to me ♪

[Elsa] Flip, flop, and hop!

- What do you mean "hop"?
- Flip-flops that dissolve in water.

That sucks, Elsa.

- No, it's great!
- What if it rains?

- [gasps] Yeah, you have a point.
- Yeah.

- That doesn't work. Crazy.
- No.

Did the girls from
the community canteen call back?

No, crowdfunding,
they got three times what I was offering.

Okay, listen, don't panic.
When is your Suzanne getting here?

[Suzanne] Oh my god!

- Roman Pavic's One Old Woman Show,
- Boss?

I love it!

It's k*ller, it's awesome.

But not for kids.
Kids are kind of annoying.

[Elsa] Oh, hi, Suzanne!

Listen, we love it too,
but we can't keep it.

Roman isn't a woman.

- Who cares? f*ck women.
- [Elsa] But, uh...

- Elsa?
- Yeah.

Why do you always neglect your hair?

- Meaning?
- It's not great.

- You should bump that up a little. There!
- Okay.

- See? Reinvent yourself a little.
- Ow!

- We've already been... No, you need...
- Ow.

We've already been through hell these
last two years with that f*cking virus.

- [Elsa] Yeah.
- Done!

There! We can at least help Roman
the cross-dresser, and that's modern.

He isn't a tr*nsv*stite, or drag queen,
or trans, he wears a costume.

Wow...

Whose naughty eyes are these?

- Hello.
- Hello.

I'm a volunteer.

I'm actually
a very good friend of Roman's, in fact.

Shh.

Don't worry about it. I like you as well.

[beeping]

Oh, morning!

Office visits are on Tuesday mornings.

So unless you have the clap,
come back tomorrow,

I'm off to see patients.

No! Actually, I...

I'm here for the job.

You don't look
anything like a country nurse!

I used to be a caregiver
in a hospital in Paris, but...

They fired you for being slow?

- No, COVID, burnout...
- Well, then. Great.

I really need to get back to work,
my wife is pregnant again.

- And so, well...
- Okay.

It would be great for me if you could...

[sighs]

Okay, never mind, thanks! Alright.

[woman] That dumbass is leaving.

[car honks]

Hey, come on! Hurry up!

- Antoine.
- Nicole.

[Antoine] Pleasure.

Antoine is at work and I'm Eddy's mother.

I'm his mom, Emilie Châtaigne-Ben Smires!

- Look!
- You've never been here before.

Eddy?

- Tell the lady I'm your mommy!
- Not in front of the children!

When there's a conflict, we talk to Roxy.

- Huh?
- The lady is very late.

Only two names are on the list of people
who can pick up Eddy:

his daddy and Charlotte Ben Smires...

- Excuse me?
- ...who's never been here and isn't you.

Wait, Charlotte? That makes no sense!

Eddy, it's Mommy!

We can't let just anybody inside, can we?

Wait, "just anybody"?

- I'm his mother. We...
- [clicks tongue]

Sorry, I'm not talking
to a stuffed animal.

Hmm.

[Eddy] Leave me alone. [hums]

You're always ready to make
trinket bowls out of toilet paper

for Mother's Day,

but no one's willing to help
a dynamic working mother!

- Eddy, are you coming now?
- Beep!

A community canteen
to welcome poor people and influencers.

Maybe students, but...

- [crowd exclaims]
- [chuckles] Hello, everyone!

- [ceremonial music]
- [cheers]

Thank you.

- [crowd applauses]
- Maxime Pauillac! Pauillac!

Thank you. Thank you.

So, allow me to introduce myself.

[music stops]

My name is Maxime Pauillac,
even if... [chuckling]

...I assume some of you
figured it out.

[camera clicks]

[chuckles] So, we are here,
yes, to inaugurate a place,

but mostly to launch a movement of hope...

[both] ...for the residents
of the 9th district.

And, if there's one person
here who embodies this modernity...

Ah, a little improv?

...it's Charlotte Ben Smires.

My loyal campaign...

[chuckling] "Campaign" companion!

- [scattered laughter]
- [laughs loudly]

He's awesome [laughter].

- Charlotte.
- Yes.

Charlotte Ben Smires.
A woman bred from immigration.

- That was a very, very long time ago...
- An outraged woman.

A woman who has been broken.

[sympathetic exclaim]

A woman... who was tormented.

- And...
- He's completely lost his mind.

...the woman of my dreams.

- [crowd cheering and applauding]
- Sorry.

The one.

That is pretty cute.

So much the one,
that she became, out of love,

and out of passion for me,

our movement's first private donor.

- It's embarrassing that he said it.
- That's true.

A woman with whom
we formed the greatest of teams,

and even soon,

the greatest of families! Inshallah!

- Huh?
- [scattered cheering]

No, that's not true, not at all.

No, no. Come on. [nervous laugh]

He made me take a test
and my pill is working just fine!

- Thank you all for coming. Thank you!
- [Charlotte] Hey! Bravo!

[Charlotte] Pauillac for president!
Pauillac for president!

[Emilie] It's crazy how
I don't miss the girls at all.

Can you look at someone's stories
without them knowing?

I wish I knew how.

- Can I go back to my shed?
- No! Stay with me a while.

We can put Eddy to bed
and do each other's hair.

[rooster crows]

Yeah, it's me again.
Where did you put Eddy's slippers?

Even Matt can't find them!

What last drawer?
That doesn't make any sense!

- Yes, it does. It means...
- No, come on.

What last drawer?

Oh! Got them. Yeah, bye.

I have to deal with everything!

Isn't it super weird
to hide slippers in a drawer?

- He just put them away.
- It's weird.

- It doesn't make any sense.
- Yeah, it's weird.

Eddy?

[sharp inhale]

[Eddy and Emilie giggle]

Yo! I was great, wasn't I?

Yeah, that's right. Amazing.

- All right. I'm off.
- You didn't say any of the stuff I wrote.

Totally.

You know, Elsa's right.
It makes sense for us to have kids.

That's what De Gaulle used to say.
Work, family, country.

- [cork pops]
- No, that's Pétain.

- That's Pétain?
- Yeah.

[woman] Oh! There he is!
Our Kennedy! [chuckles]

Way to go, son!

- And she's so radiant!
- Yeah, it's true.

- And that complexion! You're so lucky!
- Oh.

- Jacques and Solange, my parents!
- [Jaque] And soon-to-be grandparents!

[Solange] Yes, we can't wait!
Though she's still young!

You're right.

- Is she coming to dinner tonight?
- [Max] Yes, great!

- [Cha] Oh?
- [Jacques] It's a great idea.

- [Emilie] Where's the baby food?
- [Antoine] What do you mean?

- Well, Eddy's food!
- Milou, we don't buy that anymore.

Oh sh*t, why not?

Because Eddy's almost three.
So he eats like us now.

Awesome, I'll give him foie gras!

- No, not foie gras.
- But you said "like us"!

Hey, Milou, how about
you give Tintin here a break?

- Hello, who is...
- [phone beeps]

Uh, sorry. I just...

No wonder you're slow. You're exhausted.

[chuckle]

Mental load isn't just a woman's thing.

There you go!
I'm not a naturally slow person.

[both chuckle]

Yeah, I mean,

don't get carried away.

- [cork pop]
- [people laughing]

To the One Old Woman Show!

[laughing]

[Suzanne] Elsa, wanna get off your butt
and celebrate my new project?

- [Roman] Chug, chug, chug!
- [Suzzane laughs]

Here.

No, Chantal, I don't drink alcohol.

- Oh! Finally!
- No, I'm just getting ready.

Oh...

[pop music playing over stereo]

Piotr would never have agreed
to the One Old Woman Show.

Elsa, you get to keep your job.

You're giving Roman work.

- That Suzanne of yours is cool.
- What?

Okay, fine.
I slept with her last night, alright?

But, Chantal, no,
we said no clits on the job.

- I know!
- It causes trouble!

There's something there.
I swear, this is different.

She's great.

Just look at her.

[amorous sigh]

- Oh my god, I might be in love.
- Whatever.

Uh, wait. Wait.

Like I was saying,
be like Catherine Deneuve,

but keep that Stuart Little side, too.

Get it? Yeah, theater is precise.
You have to be. It's a job.

You fascinate me.

- Oh.
- I want to eat your nipples.

What? Nipples?

- [nervous laugh] Right.
- [chuckles]

[jazz playing over stereo]

[Charlotte] Let's take a photo!

[Max] Great, hang on. Smile.

[Charlotte] Uh...

[Solange chuckles]

[camera clicks]

- Our little family.
- Great. Hang on, I'll also take one.

No, she can post mine. It'll be better.

- [Jaques] How about a scotch, kid?
- Yes. Please, boss.

Oh, yeah, boss. Why not?

Oh, well...

she's going to help me
slice the terrine instead.

Yeah, sure. [forced chuckle]

[Max chuckles]

Oh, she noticed my big boobies.

I saw her little glance. [chuckle]

Booboo told me everything.

Booboo?

Well, you catch more flies with honey.

And Gaïa was pretty much...

At least a 34D.

That's why he dumped Lisa.

Lisa?

Yes, your friend.

The A cup.

Extremely left wing.

Oh, Elsa!

Oh, well, I mean, yeah.

- She's on bad terms with her.
- Really? She is?

No, I'm the one on bad terms with her.

You say "she" when you mean "me,"

so for you she's on bad terms with her,
but in fact...

Anyway...

That said, the terrine is already sliced.

Well, of course it is.

- Of course.
- [Elsa] Crazy how I don't miss the girls.

- Are Max's parents nice?
- They're horrible.

And the mother had a lot of work done.

- You can tell.
- Really gross.

[moans in disgust] I hate it.

Here! We're going to have a blast.

- [Julio] Yeah.
- Give me a hand.

We're in for a treat.
We're going to eat till we pop.

I love it. [chuckle, contented sigh]

Actually, we're vegetarian. You know that.

- Are you?
- [Elsa] Mm-hmm.

[scoffs] Well, that's news to me, I just...

It's been two years.

Well, I don't know.
You could eat the breading? [laughs]

No, it has animal fat.

[soft chuckle]

[sighs]

You guys are boring.

I'm sorry?

No, I don't know, I mean, honestly.

You're boring.

It's not just the two of you,
but your generation.

You don't eat this, you don't eat that,
you don't ride planes,

you don't take baths.
You don't buy any clothes.

All you want is to land
a stable job. No, honestly.

You're like two old people
scared of everything.

How do you expect to have kids
if you don't have sex?

Mom, we're abstaining, I told you.

- [Muriel] Abstaining?
- Yes. In order to be more fertile after.

How Mormon of you.

I'm going to get dessert.
So at least we eat something.

- Huh?
- Yeah.

[Muriel] Yeah. What?

At your age, one look at a crotch,

I got pregnant. Just like that!

Good thing
I didn't keep them all, because...

[lighter flicks]

So, how did you meet each other?

At work.

- I was his secretary.
- [Charlotte] Ah.

Kind of like her.

No, because I'm not really Max's...

- I mean...
- [in Latin] Alta, altais...

Patent! [chuckles]

Patent.

[Jaque and Max chuckle]

"The heavens open to those
who have wings." Family motto.

- Oh, that's lovely.
- [Colange chuckles]

What matters
in a relationship is to be a team.

Speaking of that, darling.
Go get me a Coke.

Of course.

- She loves you.
- [Cha] Yeah?

- [Max] Yeah.
- For sure.

- Really? [pleased chuckle]
- [Max] You're scoring points.

- Companion points.
- [Jaque laughs]

Campaign points! [laughs]

[both laugh]
Companion points, campaign points.

- I don't think she gets it.
- She does.

You got it, right?

Oh, yes. She got it.

It's just not very funny.

You're the worst example
of a mother in the world.

All my friends manage to get pregnant,

even when they don't want to.

With me it's different.

And you know why?

No. I suppose it's my fault.

Because I grew up with you
feeding me nuggets twice a week.

Burgers, all you can eat junk food.

Phthalates, BPDE, BPA, paraben,

alkylphenol, triclosan,

- endocrine disrupters...
- Oh, give it a rest! Maybe it's him.

- He only eats seeds!
- No, mom, I'm telling you, it's me!

Because I'm scared to be like you.

[heavy sigh]

[heavy sigh]

There you go.

- Yes, there I go.
- Wait.

Well, she's being Elsa.
You must be used to it.

- Sometimes you need to shake her up.
- Yeah, or support her.

- Listen to her.
- [Muriel] Yeah.

You know, it's not
easy for me either. Natural methods.

Then get some help!
Get an IVF instead of eating tofu!

- Aren't you sick of talking sh*t?
- No.

We also want to feel free,
to live carefree, to not give a damn.

And today, we're dealing with the crap
your generation left behind.

One thing's for sure, our child,
won't inherit our mistakes.

In any case, he'll know he was my choice.

And not a burden.

[peaceful scenic music playing]

[rooster crows]

[peaceful scenic music rising]

- [Milou] Matt!
- [music stops]

- I have amazing news for Decountrymom!
- Great.

Well? Aren't you going to ask what it is?

[sighs] What is it?

I'll tell you later. Can you watch Eddy?
He'll be up soon.

- Yeah, sure.
- BFF! Mm!

Let's come up with a special shake.
Go ahead. Come on.

Sorori... No, hang on.

Fraterni... Please, come up with something.

- I don't know...
- No, I don't have time. Whatever.

[footsteps receding]

[bell tolling in distance]

[birds chirping]

It's here. Yeah.

[huffs]

Oh sh*t.

Is anyone here?

Okay.

[woman vocalizing in distance]

Is anyone here?

[vocalizing continues]

Is anyone here?

It's Emilie Châtaigne, from Decountrymom.

Uh, we have an appointment.

- Wow.
- [woman vocalizing]

Wow.

[sighs in awe]

♪ And we bleed
Yes, we bleed for the ocean ♪

♪ We bleed for the stars and the sky ♪

♪ We could hear the siren's call ♪

♪ Today we can hear nothing no more ♪

♪ And we bleed
Yes, we bleed for the ocean ♪

I was just rehearsing.

- A mermaid for a TV show.
- Wow. Good evening, sorry, morning.

Hello, honey.

Mermaids, do you believe in mermaids?

Well, I do, and I love them.

- Why only be human?
- Yeah.

That's true. Why?

- Why, why... [laughs]
- Because...

Lovely.

- Come, let's go into the garden.
- Oh. Won't you be cold like that?

I'm a fan,
I follow you on Instagram, you're amazing.

But I'm not on Instagram.

- You're not?
- Oh no.

But I follow you.

Follow me in the garden.

- You break this with the thing.
- [Antoine] Hi.

[Matt] Yay!

- Hi, baby.
- Look who's here.

It's Daddy coming home from work.

And it looks like
he had a really shitty night. [chuckles]

I sure did.

There!

Talk about getting back into it.
Food poisoning in a retirement home.

- Wonderful.
- Quite a job. Can I get a kiss?

- Won't kiss Daddy? I'll kiss you anyway.
- Hang on.

You stay with Uncle Matt.

- You like Uncle Matt the best.
- How are you?

- Yeah, I'm fine.
- Is Milou home?

She left me with Eddy.
I don't know what she's up to.

Can you play by yourself for a while?

- [Matt] Can I ask you something?
- Yeah.

Is something going on
about this pregnancy thing?

Uh, no, why would there be?

I don't know, you guys aren't

annoying like other couples
always talking about it.

You never talk.

It's our second,
we don't need to talk about it.

It just makes sense.

Are you looking forward to this baby?

[toy chimes]

Yes. I mean, uh,

I just need to get used to the idea, but,

that's it.

It...

it makes Milou happy.

I guess that makes sense too, of course.

[bird cooing]

[sighs]

So you're doing a digital detox?

But, uh, you're safe here,
there's barely any reception. [chuckles]

But that's great, because it's calm.

- Far away from the frenzy.
- Oh, no.

- I actually hate when it's calm.
- Oh yeah?

- The calm...
- [Emilie] Oh.

Life is about others.
Life is made for dancing.

In fact, I plan on
inviting many people here.

You do? Like who?

Tell me, how much time
would it take to redo everything?

Redo everything?
Like the bathroom, the kitchen?

No, no, no, my little chestnut.

The whole lot.

Because you see, I'm planning
to have a ballroom in the barn,

I mean, like a nightclub, etc.

And I need eight guest bedrooms.

Eight guest bedrooms?
All right. I'll take some notes.

And I love foaming fountains.

- With tritons, dolphins, and all that.
- Wow, okay.

And a music studio, of course.

Because you sing...

And also a river.

- A riv er? A...
- Yes.

- A tropical greenhouse...
- All right. Got it.

Okay, so,

please face the mirror.

What do you want to do? Make them bigger?

Because they don't sag at all.

Uh, yes, yes.

We want to make them bigger. Yes.

The idea for this procedure was yours?

Yes.

I mean, I think so. yes. Mm-hmm.

Does this hurt?

Uh-uh.

How long have you had this lump?

Huh?

What lump?

[ambient music]

What did she tell you?

You okay?

[muffled street noise]

If it's the size you're worried about,
we can choose smaller ones.

I hear it doesn't hurt a lot.

What are we talking about? Your body? No.

[Max] Hey! You know what?

We'll get a male surgeon.
You'll be more comfortable.

I'll call Mom.

[Elsa sighs]

[footsteps]

[sighs] Are you and the girls fighting?

- Yes.
- Aw. My little butterball. [laughs]

- You want a smoke?
- No.

- I don't smoke.
- That's too bad.

Oh.

I'll leave you two alone.

[relieved sigh] Jules.

- We can move back to our place.
- How?

I worked things out with the landlord.

- Shall we go pack?
- Wait, Jules.

[ambulance siren wails in distance]

How could you afford it?

You're not going to like it.

Oh no.

Oh, but, I mean, it just feels weird,
because Dr. Catou always

gets himself replaced by...

No, because there are
midwives and male obstetricians.

Because I think it's great that

things are changing.

That women...
that they're also women. Right?

Try to relax a bit.

[inhales deeply]

[woman] There. You all right?

There.

You can get dressed.

That was fast.

Is this a planned pregnancy?

Uh, what kind of question is that?

Anyway, he's here now. So, there.

Besides, I'm 33,
I have a husband, a house,

a construction project
at a celebrity's home.

Don't ask me who it is,
I can't tell you, so.

- [chuckles]
- Anyway,

I'm not a 17-year-old junkie
living in Michigan.

It's just a basic question.

Because at this stage,
you still have a choice, alright?

And you have the right.

- Yes.
- Mm-hmm. You do.

I know. I know.

- You may get dressed.
- When will he be born?

Uh, so, when is he due? In early July.

Oh, damn it.

A little Cancer?

A little cancer?

[somber music]

What? Does that even exist?

Little cancer?

Theoretically, it basically means that

you might only need a little procedure.

Sorry, could you stop
saying "little" all the time? Because...

- Theoretically...
- That word too.

If you don't have any metastasis,

we can remove the tumor
without affecting your breast.

However, if you want children,

you should think about freezing your eggs.

Chemotherapy
and fertility don't get along.

[sighs]

Cancer...

[panting]

So I have cancer?

[woman] Yes.

Yes, yes, yes.

[somber music resumes]