03x05 - The Sorority Plan

[bunniefuu]

[Emilie] I know, Antoine, I'm sorry.

I should have told you
it was today, but I'd rather be alone.

I'm sorry.

I love you.

[elevator doors open]

[footsteps approaching]

[Emilie gasps]

[Charlotte sighs]

[sighs]

[Elsa] We'd never leave you all alone.

[Charlotte] Never. Are you okay?

- Are you okay?
- Mm-hmm.

Mrs. Ben Smires?

[together] Yes?

I just need the one
who has an appointment with me.

[Charlotte] Uh, right. Come on.

[Elsa] Come on.

Follow me, please.

[melancholic music]

[Emilie inhales]

[Cha] He's kind of sketchy.

You are aware that
"voluntary termination of pregnancy,"

includes "termination"?

[faint man's voice]

- [whispers] I'll check here.
- Here, I think.

[Elsa] Listen.

- [man] It's irreversible.
- It's here! Come.

- There's nothing left, no baby.
- Yes, I know.

It's not really a baby right now,

I mean, it's a... it's a cell. I mean...

[man] No, because

in your situation, you could easily
welcome a second child, couldn't you?

Why is he interrogating her?

Leave her be, she can handle this jerk.

What about your husband?

Does he agree with this termination?

I've told him about it.

[Elsa grunts]

- It's her body, she can do what she wants!
- Who exactly are you two?

She's right!

Everything about our bodies
shouldn't be a struggle!

- Mm-hmm.
- When we want a baby, or don't...

When we want bigger boobs,
and then we're told that...

Anyway.

- Huh?
- No, nothing.

- What?
- This isn't the time to talk about it.

Yes, it is, Chacha.

It is actually the time.

- [man] Ladies, please...
- No, hush.

- But what... what?
- Go ahead.

I have cancer.

[Cha] Breast cancer.

Oh, f*ck, this isn't happening.

- Stage 1, left breast, 9 mm.
- How long have you known?

I've known since, uh...

We can't leave each other again. Hmm?

We'll get through this.

Ladies, I'm sorry,
but I have other patients.

[Emilie] You're here?

A NETFLIX SERIES

[upbeat music playing]

THE LAME PLAN

THE CRAZY PLAN

THE BOOTY PLAN

THE HOOK-UP PLAN

- [Emilie] You hate me, right?
- No, I don't.

I respect your decision.

We've always been on the same wavelength.

Besides, it's not my body, it's your body.

I will always agree with you.

[sighs deeply]

- [Antoine exhales]
- [melancholic music]

What hurts is that you thought
you'd deal with this by yourself,

without me.

I didn't want you to feel guilty.

We shouldn't feel guilty.

Right?

[music continues]

Are you ready? Can we get started?

- Okay, boomer.
- We're coming.

[Emilie puffs]

- [Elsa] You sure you're okay?
- Yeah, we said no freaking out.

The upside to having cancer
is that you can't call me selfish.

- And I'll be able to ask you for anything!
- [chuckles] You idiot.

But okay, promise.

- No freaking out.
- Promise. Mm-hmm.

Oh, crap.

[Elsa gasps]
People are going to see this thing?

- Now you have a reason to freak out.
- [Elsa gasps]

But...

It's Malika, one of the Pinkars drivers.
She misses me, I guess.

What is up with that body, that's not him!

Oh.

CHAVRINOU
BAACK TO NATURE

- [Elsa] Hey! No!
- [camera clicks]

What the hell did they do?

"Pinkars. Lady drivers.
We cater to our clients."

What is this?

Prostitutes on wheels?

You know what?

We don't give a damn.

- We don't?
- Yeah!

But I didn't create Pinkars
to get big macho guys off!

[Elsa] There are other things
I'm worried about.

[Cha] Max and his
small-d*ck douche friends screwed me over.

[Elsa] We should castrate them
and make cocktail wieners!

[Cha chuckles]

[Elsa] Well, not for me, I'm vegetarian.

[both laugh]

- [Cha] Did you become funny?
- You weren't around, I had to compensate.

MAXIME PAUILLAC
THE TIME FOR NINE

[Chantal sighs]

Well, that's it, party's over.
In three months, we'll have a Green mayor.

- Bye.
- See ya.

[Chantal chuckles]

Uh, Charlotte, I wanted to tell you, uh...

I heard about your, uh...

It was a pleasure working with you too.

Truly. Even though
you're kind of annoying,

you listen to Cher too much,
but you're efficient.

I'm off.

And, Chantal? I've always wanted to know.

Did you really believe
in this campaign? In him?

No, not this campaign.

Or him, by the way.

Though I'm praying this bad buzz
will help him change.

You were in it for the money?
I wouldn't have thought.

You're the one I believed in.

Oh, but you...

- You're crushing on me!
- Oh my god.

sh*t, why didn't I think of that before?
It makes sense!

It's so funny

how you straight people
always have that reaction.

I said I believed in you,
no need to switch into erotic mode.

I'm not in that mode at all right now.

- Why not, maybe one day...
- Charlotte. Come back.

You were ruining your life with Pauillac.

You were the driving force
behind this campaign.

Generating energy from gyms,
putting flowers at bus stops for the bees,

creating work spaces with childcare,
organizing support groups.

He thought those ideas sucked,
but they were brilliant.

Yeah, I mean. I do get good ideas.

Hmm.

- But you like my butt too?
- Oh...

- I've done a lot of squats.
- You're a pain. See you.

No, I'm kidding, Chantal!

You really stayed for me?

- Thank you, naughty girl!
- Ow!

[Chantal] f*cking sh*t!

[door closes]

[gentle electronic music]

[music rising]

[music fades]

Oh! A winter garden.
Of course, what a wonderful idea!

I mean, the company doing this
hasn't gotten back to me.

- Oh, no?
- Not yet.

And I'm not going to build this thing, so.

Nor my workers,
because they're fake, so. Yeah.

Hmm.

And I'm actually having
a hard time by myself.

It's true, I am.

Because I'm just a human,
I'm not a mermaid.

After what I've gone through
I wanna give my time to the people I love.

To them and to Eddy.

I want to get home early and enjoy him.

So yes,
we're going to create something awesome,

but it's going to take a year.

I don't have the network I mentioned,

and mainly,
no woman can excel at everything,

even though we've been led to believe that
for 50,000 years!

But who

is forcing you to excel?

The important thing
is to bloom in the morning

and receive the evening
like a gift from the heavens.

Right? That's what matters,
and I say yes to everything.

A year, perfect.
We'll spend a year together.

- You mean that?
- Yes.

Let's celebrate.

Uh, yeah. All right, yeah! Okay.

- Oh, my little chestnut.
- [Emilie chuckles]

[Max] Put away the breakfast dishes. Okay.
Get Eddy dressed. Okay.

Replace the bathroom seals. Okay.
Plant bulbs, that's in progress.

Uh, make Eddy's snack...

sh*t, I'll never have time.

When is she coming home? Four?

- You can't plant bulbs?
- I can.

- What?
- It's upside down.

- [goat bleats]
- [Max] That's right.

You did a good thing
telling Charlotte about Emilie.

[rooster crowing]

I realize, sometimes
I can be selfish, and uh...

I wanted to apologize.

About Charlotte, I'm sorry.
I wasn't thinking about you.

If you want it to grow well,
plant it down twice the size of the bulb.

[rooster crowing]

[Max chuckles]

We're kind of d*ck brothers now.

- d*ck brothers?
- [girls] Hi!

[Matt] sh*t.

Hey, relax, "Lethal w*apon 5."

- No one can blame her now. She has cancer!
- That's right.

[Milou] She's gonna spend a few days
with us, so get over yourselves!

- [Antoine] Let's get in.
- [Cha] Hmm.

Elsa's still not calling me back,
it's driving me crazy!

Anita, how are you, beautiful?

Is that my mom again?

Jules is not doing great,

we're waiting for Elsa's call
to find out if she produced eggs.

We're anxious, we all want this child, so...

Oh.

She's asking
if you remember your dad's song.

She sang it to you when you were sad.

Which one?

[sings]

- That was a great song.
- [continues singing]

[both humming]

[birds chirping]

This won't make me talk to you again.

We're not in a coffee commercial.

Okay, well, I tried. Yeah.

[bells jangle]

This place is nice.

You did a good job setting it up.

You have to forgive me.

I'll remind you, I have a lump.

It's cancer.

[Charlotte] Hmm?

[Matt sighs]

I think your cancer is thinking,
"I have a f*cking Charlotte,"

and it's pissing it off.

[both chuckle]

I almost laughed until I realized
you're comparing me to a deadly disease.

It's a matter of perspective.

For me,
having a Charlotte is the opposite.

[soft piano notes]

The symptoms are...

They're life, they're...

they're love, they're...

they're strength.

[Charlotte sighs]

You're a sun, Charlotte.

That cancer of yours, pff.

It doesn't stand a chance.

Thank you.

[sniffles]

You are the coffee commercial.

[Matt chuckles]

And that thing is ugly, actually.

[music brightens]

Thank you would've been enough.

[Matt chuckles]

[Charlotte exhales]

Hey, it's going to be all right.

- Right?
- Hmm.

Nothing. I'm sorry,
we were unable to harvest a single egg.

This stimulation is a failure.
A complete disaster.

Even though I gave you some serious doses.

Yes, yes. I... I felt it.

So, what's the next step?

[inhales]

I wish I didn't have to tell you this,

because I know
it's never pleasant to hear,

but given the results, uh,

it would be a miracle
if you ever have a child.

So, I'm...

I'm infertile, is that it?

Yes.

[sorrowful music]

- That's why I wanted to see you alone.
- [Elsa sniffles]

I'll let you discuss it with your partner,
but there are other options.

[voice distancing] It'd be a miracle
if you ever have a child.

Anonymous egg donation is very hard
on one's mental and physical health.

It's legal in Spain.

There's adoption, of course...

This stimulation is a failure.
A complete disaster.

There's adoption, of course.

This stimulation is a failure.

[music fades]

[footsteps approaching]

GIRLS AND BOYS

Good, you're starting again
from the basics.

Are we still doing this?

The fact you kept your cancer from me
made me realize some things.

I'm in a huge rush and pissed at you,

so can we do
the mea culpa scene in a week?

I'm truly sorry, Charlotte.

Did you know what your friends
were planning to do with Pinkars

when you forced me
to sell them my company?

Yeah.

Okay, bye.

In order to change, you also have
to stop being a moron.

Your lump is your shitty alpha male ego,

and trust me,
I would f*cking love to smash it.

And would you agree to help me smash it?

Smash who?

My shitty alpha male ego.

Wow, that's a big project.

- Oh, yeah, a lot of work.
- [Milou] Yeah.

Let's start now.

- I'll cancel my facial cleanse.
- No, reschedule it.

k*lling THE ALPHA MALE - SESSION 1

- Are you focused? Ready?
- Yes.

"Women have always been men's...

Hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm.

You're up.

[suspenseful quiz theme]

Men's best friend!

Raise your hand.

- Did I get it right?
- What?

I said: "Women
have always been man's best friend."

- [Cha] No!
- What?

That's dogs!

Right.

- [Cha] "Right" what?
- Right, that's dogs.

- [grunts]
- Ow! Okay.

Let's move on.

- [Cha] sh*t.
- [Milou] We're off to a bad start.

"A woman

can have

either clitoral or vaginal orgasms."

- True or false?
- True.

That's easy,
it's my area of expertise, so.

Nope! False.
Orgasms are strictly clitoral!

[Cha] You can also stimulate
the clitoris from inside the vag*na,

but there is no vaginal orgasm.

It's only clitoral.

That's for you two. I know I've made
tons of women have vaginal orgasms.

- [both] They were faking it.
- No way.

[Cha] Yes way.

Why would they do that?

[heavy sigh]

- Did you fake it with me?
- Hmm?

Well?

Well, nothing.

Nothing ever.

My ovary suck.

You can leave me, if you want.

[sorrowful music]

I would understand.

How can you say such a thing?

Hang on, clown fish never give up.

You told me that.

So we won't either.

We've always done
things differently, right?

Differently.

We'll turn this obstacle into strength.

We have always reinvented ourselves,
so we'll keep doing that.

We don't change anything.

[both sigh]

I love you even more, Mrs. Clown.

[chuckle]

I love you even more, Mr. Clown.

[Emilie] Okay, next.

[dramatic quiz tune]

k*lling THE ALPHA MALE - SESSION 2

[Charlotte] All right. Let's go. Okay.

[Max] "Does every woman dream
of having children?"

TRUE - FALSE

- Trick question?
- Don't rush, Max. Don't rush I said.

Does every woman dream of having children?

[victorious sound]

- [girls] No!
- Wait!

Are you crazy? Does every woman
dream of having children? Yes.

There's a problem in the wording.

Every woman dreams of having some.

What do women dream about?

f*ck, I mean, what about me?
Do I dream of having children?

- No, but, not you.
- [Emilie] Well, then!

- But all the women I know...
- No! [groans]

- Okay. So then, uh...
- [Charlotte] So?

Does every woman dream of having children?

[sharp inhale, puffs]

False.

- There.
- [Max] Awesome.

- [Cha] Good.
- It's news to me.

Okay, professional situation.

- Stay focused.
- [Cha] Yes.

So, you're Corinne.

The cute accountant.

- Nice big boobs.
- That suits me.

Pretty little face.

It's Friday night,
and you're working on your last file.

- Okay, I'm your boss.
- [Cha] Hmm.

- Good evening, Corinne.
- [Cha] Hmm.

Say now, don't forget
to personally put that file in my hands.

[Charlotte chuckles]

[heavy breathing]

- Of course.
- You're so gross!

[Max] But why? Tell me.

- [Cha] This guy's falling for every trap.
- I don't understand.

Wait. No, it depends, because if
the woman wants to have a relationship...

[girls] No!

She wants to finish up her file!
She's exhausted, she wants to go home.

I think right now
you're man-terrupting me.

Hmm?

[Charlotte] Yeah.

- Maybe.
- [Milou] Yes.

- [Max] I think so.
- Yeah.

- So...
- [Cha] Hmm?

...if I may say something, because this is
something positive regarding myself,

it's just that, I don't mind at all

working under women.

[girls] Ah!

- [Max] Yeah.
- [Cha] Good. We have some progress.

It might turn me on.

- [Milou] Stop it!
- f*ck, no!

I believed in it.

What? You're not gonna
cut my balls off, are you?

[both] Manspreading.

- Mr. Gollard smells bad, doesn't he?
- [Antoine] Uh, no. No.

That old man moved me.

Nicole,

I don't think I'm going
to take the job in Paris.

What's gotten into you?

- You like wiping old people's asses now?
- Not particularly.

- [Antoine sighs]
- [Nicole chuckles]

But

I like working with you.

Doing something useful.

Actually, I think,
I needed a big dose of reminder.

[both laugh]

- Let's not get soft here.
- [Antoine] Let's go.

- [Milou] Great. Let's keep going. Ready?
- Okay.

I can't feel my feet. [puffs]

[Max] "Does no mean yes?"

Wow.

That's a tough one. Uh...

[Max puffs] Uh...

Because sometimes
they say "No, no," but actually...

Uh...

False.

Ah, ah, ah, ah!

- Not bad.
- [Cha] Yeah!

- False. [laughs]
- [Charlotte] That's right!

Okay, cool. [exhales]

Uh, so, however, I have a question.
If the woman says: "Oh, no."

[panting] "No."

"Oh, no."

- [Cha] He's asking for it.
- Didn't you watch Angèle's music video?

- So, "no" means what?
- It means "no."

- There you go!
- [Max] No means no.

[girls] Oh.

Ow! Why?

Hmm. Years of male domination.
You're always going to owe us.

- Totally.
- Ow!

- [Cha] A little more.
- Ow! Wait, not the breasts.

- [woman on TV speaking indistinctly]
- [French pop music playing]

Her hairstyles were all shitty anyway.

[Roman] Hmm.

And her monochrome style looked like crap.

[Chantal] Hmm.

And all pleather, too.

[both laugh]

[music continues]

[door slams]

BOOKSTORE
LES PARAGES

- Hello.
- [Cha] Hi.

FEMINIST DEMOCRACY
WE ARE ALL GRETA

ALEXANDRIA OCASIO-CORTEZ: A BIOGRAPHY

[gasps]

VITAL VOICES:


- [Matt] Let him live a little!
- Eddy, a little slower.

Just let him have fun.
There's no one around, no cars.

- There's no cars for now.
- The kid needs to have some experiences.

- Even if he falls.
- He can't see with his hood on.

- Wait, one sec.
- Leave him alone.

It's super dangerous.

Safe.

There.

ENCHANTRESS MOON - SHRINKING MOON
VIRGIN PHASE

[music continues]

[moaning]

[panting]

- [Julio grunts]
- [chuckles]

OVULATION CALENDAR

- [panting]
- [Elsa] Yeah, come.

[statue clangs]

- [panting]
- [Elsa] Oh.

Sorry, Gayusha.

[both chuckle]

[music continues]

- [Julio panting] f*ck me.
- [Elsa moans]

[music slowly fades]

Oh! Eddy!

Come to Mommy.

[Eddy] Hey!

Hey! Oh! Look at you!

Look at you!

You're so cute. Do you have your things?

- Hello!
- Yes?

Oh, you came.

[music resumes]

Get your things. Can I take them now?

I'm taking them.

- No, this one.
- Oh, this one.

[moaning]

SUZANNE
COME, BRING CHANTAL!

[Elsa] This is the broccoli emergency?

We have work to do. I mean,
you have work to do, because I can't cook.

All right. But what's going on?

I thought hard about
what you yelled in my face.

Because of you,
this will never be a nightclub.

Also because of you,
even though I'm not in love with you.

Huh? Yeah, okay. Uh, irrelevant.

So, what is it going to be?

It's going to become
a care home run by women for women.

[background chatter]

And a community canteen.

Oh.

[Suzanne] Isn't this what you wanted?

Well, actually, Suzanne...

It is, but since we no longer work here...

Oh, of course you work here, airheads.

So, hang on, Suzanne, that means

you're re-offering me my dream job,
because you're un-quitting me.

[Suzanne] Yes. That's right.

Though dream job is a little too much.
This isn't Hollywood.

- [Elsa] Hmm.
- There's plenty of ways

to get your hands dirty,
just like you like it.

The canteen will open for Christmas,
the care home after renovations. Okay?

Hmm. I'll leave you to it.

I'm going to go plant Papa.

- [Elsa] Oh.
- [Chantal] "Plant Papa"?

- You explain it to her.
- Right.

And I'm not doing it
because I'm in love with you.

She's crazy about you.

- Yes.
- [Elsa chuckles]

It's funny, though.

Okay, Chantal, let's go.

Oh, you're here!

[laughing]

I'm kidding.

Well, hello to all you momtrepreneurs

and mompreneurs,
and also women who don't work,

and non-moms who work.
And well, all women, really.

And those who just became women.

And the men too. It's a freebie.

Anyway, I'm back,

back to wish you all:
men, women, non-binary,

anyway, hashtag "inclusive language,"

to try to get rid

of this.

There.

Oh no, sorry. Silly. [chuckles]

Of this. Yeah.

Right, this is what's important.

MENTAL LOAD
SOCIAL PRESSURE

Basically everything
that ruins our lives. There. This, gone.

GUILT

Because we all agree.
We carry an awful lot of this around.

- So, gone.
- [low thud]

There.

That feels good.

Now, I know this will be
very hard for you, my little followers,

but starting today,
I will be less present on social media.

I'm done putting pressure on myself.

There. [puffs]

Sometimes, I suck too.
I mean, often, actually,

and soon, I'll tell you the story
of the year that most upended my life.

Because I think
it will help more than one of you.

There. Not to get more followers, no.

Because I think
it's important for things to be said.

Oh. Hang on.

CHARLOTTE
URGENT MEETING TONIGHT 6 P.M.

COMMANDO OUTFIT REQUIRED
NEED YOU GIRLS

Okay, speaking of priorities,
I have to go.

So, hugs to all,
and I hope to see you very soon.

[kiss, blows]

- [Elsa] This place is scary.
- [Milou] Yeah.

Oh.

Hey! Awesome.

[Milou] What the hell are we doing here?

We're here to get our revenge.

- Well, my revenge.
- So selfish, but she's got the lump.

- [laughs] Well, hey, she's funny now.
- Yes.

She gets too confident,
she'd start getting on my nerves.

All right.

Where are your commando outfits?

[Milou] Oh. Commando!

- Seriously?
- What?

- Where's mine?
- [Milou] Here.

I have the same as yours?

- Yes, why?
- Oh, no.

I asked for a commando, not a plumber.

Chill, this is all I had.

I wanted this, the hard stuff.

- I'm the boss!
- Alright.

- Okay, ready?
- [Elsa] Yes.

We are in the parking lot
where the Pinkars vehicles are parked.

The new owners totally ruined the concept.

- Huh?
- Can I get a word in?

Yes, sorry.

So, the new owners
totally ruined the concept.

- Yeah, the concept.
- [Cha] Shh!

We're here to show them that's not cool.

- That's not cool!
- [puffs]

And that Pinkars
should serve women, not exploit them.

Definitely not.

- Shh. No, seriously. Shh.
- All right.

- Okay?
- Okay.

- So?
- So...

- Rush hour is one hour.
- Rush!

- [giggles]
- Ow! That hurt.

- [Cha] Shh!
- Sorry.

- I'm sorry.
- Hmm.

I'm sorry.

In one hour,
the guard will do a 15-minute round

in the building across the street,
this one would be unguarded.

Unguarded. So let's be
quick, efficient, and crazy sneaky!

- Whatever.
- And, go.

- Come on!
- What?

- It's too early.
- [Elsa scoffs]

Hang on, this is illegal.

- What?
- [scoffs]

What?

We could get arrested.

- [Elsa] Man, you suck.
- We could go to jail.

I don't want to go to jail.

[Cha] You sure there wasn't
a part of me in those sh*ts?

[Milou] You're a pain!

[door creaks]

[spy-themed music]

- [Cha] Okay, go! Come on.
- [Elsa] Okay.

[music picks up]

- [Cha] Okay.
- Synchronizing watches.

- I wanted to say that!
- [Elsa] Sorry.

- [Cha] We have 15 minutes.
- [Elsa] Yeah.

- Let's go.
- What are we doing?

- We're tagging the cars!
- Right. This one?

[Charlotte] No, the Pinkars, over there!

[Elsa] The Pinkars, got it.

- Come on!
- [Emilie] We'll get caught.

[screaming]

[music continues]

[music fades]

- [woman] Good evening.
- Good evening.

[woman] What?

What's going on?

sh*t, it's one of those
new chauffeured cars, with escorts.

You think he saw what's on the car?
He looks really stupid.

[pop music playing over stereo]

Here.

Jules, is there too much salt?

- No, it's really good.
- Yes.

- Yeah.
- Cool.

Do you know if the girls
will be home in time for dinner?

I'm making a new recipe
from the Food Network, so...

The guy's really changed.

The training worked.

I guess. Thanks.

But rethink the outfit,
you look like a '50s housewife.

- [Jules] True!
- [laughter]

Anyway, it's simmering.

[Max sighs]

- [laughs]
- [indistinct chatter]

[taps on lap]

- How are you doing?
- [Jules] I'm okay.

- I've been thinking about you and Elsa.
- Yeah?

I think you need to stop worrying.

I think it's not the right time
for a child.

[sighs] Hmm.

Or, it's because of your previous job.

It ate into your reserves of...

Did you ej*cul*te every time?

- [scoffs] f*ck.
- What?

You could use training in psychology too.

- Excuse me for cheering up my buddy.
- Look, it's working.

[laughter]

You know what?
Let's drink to this lovely, shitty period.

- Let's do it.
- There.

So, um, cheers to...

to the alpha male, who has fallen,

but who's trying to improve.

To the guy who's too fertile,
but could decide.

- Yeah.
- Anyway.

And, uh, to the broken

but creative heart.

And then, well...

To infertility.

But full of love.

There. To life, guys. Cheers.

- Come on, cheers.
- [Matt] Cheers, guys. To us.

- [phone chimes]
- Oh. Wait. Oh, it's the girls.

[Max] Hmm. Oh, f*ck.

- "We're on our way."
- [Jules] Right.

They already ate.

Seriously?

I guess that means more sausages for us.

[cracks up]

- God knows they rarely turn those down!
- [all] f*ck, no.

Sorry, come on. f*ck, sorry.

I'm mature.

ALPHA MALE
BETA

- [Charlotte laughs]
- [Elsa exclaims]

- [Elsa] Wow. Our plan worked great.
- You mean my plan.

- [Charlotte] Oh!
- [Emilie] Hmm.

It felt good to take my mind off things.

- [Elsa] Hmm.
- [Charlotte] Mm.

[Elsa keeps humming in agreement]

[continues to hum]

[silence]

So, uh, I can never have children.

- What?
- What?

[sighs]

Is it me or has life been
really hard lately?

Well, to this shitty year.

But to this brief moment of happiness,
like a sh**ting star.

We've switched. You've become a poet
and you're funny.

[laughter]

- Don't get ahead of yourself.
- [Milou] Right.

[Milou chuckles]

Hey, girls.

sh*t, I...

I just had a genius idea.

- No, thanks.
- No, thanks.

I swear, this time, it's good.

Because of chemo,
they're insisting on freezing my eggs,

so, either they go to waste,

or they're useful to,

well, someone.

[upbeat electronic music playing]