All language subtitles for Alls.Fair.2025.S01E03.1080p.WEB.h264-ETHEL[EZTVx.to]_Track3

[Allura] Oh, I am getting revenge.

Living well is the best revenge,

but on the path to living well,
looking great matters, too.

[Dina, Emerald, Liberty] Mm-hmm.

I didn't make the rules,
but there you are.

So the other day,
I did this new miracle laser

that makes the tiniest
microscopic holes in the skin

that stimulate collagen.

There's also the most wonderful

new long-lasting filler
formulated from salmon sperm.

And then, there is this new
Czech machine that stimulates

20,000 supra-maximal muscle contractions.

It's like doing 20,000 crunches or squats.

But the best thing I did...

You ready for this?

Oh, Lord. Are we?

I did vaginal PRP.

-Vaginal?
-What's that?

-Someone's in your vagina?
-What is that?

They take your blood, they spin it,

and then they get the stem cells
and you get

all these tiny little pricks
in and around your vagina.

-[Emerald] Oh. Uh-uh.
-Oh.

No, thank you.
I don't want any tiny pricks.

No tiny pricks
for Miss Emerald over there.

No little pricks near my vajayjay.
No, thank you.

[Liberty] Just give me the big one.

[all laughing]

But wait, does it hurt?

Yeah, a little bit, but they numb you up.

But afterwards, I swear to God,

you have the most smooth, plump...

-Somebody has a revenge vagina.
-...perfection.

[Liberty] That's revenge, right there.

[Emerald] I love it. I'm here for it.

But let me tell you,
being a single mother,

my self-care game is way different.

I have recently become
a devotee of a company

called Hands of Fury.

Now it's getting good.

[Emerald] This is a company
that specializes in pamper parties.

-For a party of one.
-[Liberty] Oh!

[Emerald] And they're gorgeous.

They're like chocolate nesting dolls.

Each one is cuter than the next.

-They come out--
-Tell me more.

-Yes.
-[Liberty] Same!

[Emerald] So they show up just looking
like a gorgeous gang.

Rub you down with this wonderful oil.

Hit all the kibbles and all the bits.

How does this pressure feel?
Am I hitting the sweet spot?

[chuckles] You know it.

And then they make you a custom cocktail.

[Allura] Cocktail?

Don't put the emphasis on the "cock."

-I see you.
-Cocktail!

You're doin' too much.
You're doin' too much.

And after they all leave,
I go to my favorite drawer.

Everything in there takes a battery.

Alright? So I pick my partner
for the night.

And then I get ready
to take flight on a solo mission.

-[Liberty] Oh, sounds like heaven.
-[Emerald] Mm! Mm-mm-mm-mm.

-Hoo!
-[Liberty] Have we lost you?

Yes, I'm back. I'm back.

Is it naive to ask
what about your inner life?

Inner life? You mean like your soul?

-Yeah.
-[Liberty] She's right.

The exterior only reflects the interior.

That's Doctor Vaarshny's
philosophy anyway.

He's this amazing doctor
Reggie connected me with

and easy on the eyes.

Um, and he gives you this IV.

It's a coenzyme

-that just somehow regenerates...
-NAD.

NAD, that's it! Have you heard of it?

-I've done it.
-You've done it!

Of course, you've done it.
You've done it all.

But menopause is one
of the great triggers of inflammation,

and so you need to do these treatments

just to drain the lymphatics.

All this effort to fight time.

It's lonely work.

Aren't there days you long
to lie in a hammock

reading Jane Austen?

-No.
-[snickers]

Will Jane Austen really
help you adjust to aging

and gravity and public opinion?

Come on, Dina.

So I'm going to tell you a story,

because one day you're going
to be where I am today.

I went to the bathroom here
and I went by a mirror,

and I thought I saw an older woman.

So I went back to the mirror
and I realized that it was me.

Uh, it was my reflection,
and I didn't recognize it

because inside I feel like I'm 35.

-[Allura, Emerald, Liberty] Aw.
-But outside--

Dina, stop. You look fantastic.

-You look amazing.
-Gorgeous.

Okay, so I'll say this.

Would I love a tuck here and there

to make my outside match my inside?

-[Allura] Wouldn't we all?
-Not my priority right now

with all that Dougie's going through.

-But, you know, maybe in the future, sure.
-Right.

Then I ask myself, "Where does it stop?"

-[Liberty] Mm.
-[Emerald] Mm.

After my breasts or my stomach
or my arms or my elbows?

-They have a thing for that.
-[Liberty] Stop! Come on.

Seriously, I've done it.

Okay. Let me say this.

Whatever it is that you feel
like you need to do

to make yourself feel better,
do that shit.

Yeah. On board.

Do you want to know my secret
for staying young?

-Tell it.
-Tell us.

-[Liberty] We're dying for it.
-Keeping up with all of you.

-[Emerald laughing]
-[Liberty] Aw!

I love you.

-[Emerald] Aw, we love you, too.
-[phone chiming]

-[Dina] I love you.
-[Emerald] Oops.

Okay, ladies. Our three o'clock is here.

-[Liberty] Oh, God.
-Mm.

-[Liberty] Here we go.
-[sighs] I wish I had taken notes.

[all laugh]

♪♪

[client] We'd been married
almost three years.

I knew he had had one affair,
probably more.

So when he had told me
to get plastic surgery,

I couldn't say no.

My marriage was at stake.

[Allura] Oh, this is not your fault.

You have nothing to be ashamed of.

Can you walk us back, Lee-Ann?
Tell us how you guys met.

-[crowd cheering]
-[♪ rock music playing]

I saw him live at Jacobs Park
in San Diego.

My girlfriend and I scored
two tickets, third row center.

Whoo!

I felt like God had finally noticed me.

We had this electric current
between the two of us.

I had never known that kind of abandon,

that raw passion.

We just had this hunger for each other.

It wasn't just about the sex.

-We had a spiritual connection.
-[Lee-Ann moaning]

It really was a fairy tale.

Until it turned.

What happened next?

Take your time.

[♪ solemn music playing]

I was about to turn the big 4-0.

[Tommy moaning]

[laughs]

Fuck.

You know what I love most?
When you suck my dick.

[tray clatters]

I don't have to look at your fucking face.

Look at it!

I have to close my eyes and pretend

you're still the same hot
piece of ass I married.

If you cared about me,
you'd do something about this,

and I wouldn't have to ask.

Then I wouldn't have to get my rocks off

with all the goddamn groupies all the time

instead of coming home
and fucking my wife!

I knew there were others.

But, I mean, he was a rock star.

What did I expect?

I... I just thought
I could keep him, I guess.

[Emerald] What the hell?

That man is a demon, and a smart one,

because he knows exactly
what buttons to push

to make you feel like
his fooling around is your fault.

It's not.

It was... I had... I had let myself go.

You know? My face.

[Liberty]
Honey, it's called getting older.

I mean, is anyone asking him
to get plastic surgery?

-I don't think so.
-[Emerald] Right.

I mean, maybe it was my fault.

I-I knew that there were always
hot young girls

at every one of his shows.

-Oh.
-I figured,

"What was the harm
in getting a little work done?"

But he insisted on everything:
face, ass, tits.

You know, a whole new me.

He even had a doctor.

Some fan that he could tell
to do anything he wanted.

Dr. Costa.

Matt Costa? The butcher of Beverly Hills?

No, I... Didn't he get
his license revoked?

I feel so stupid.

I promise, we're going to get you
what you deserve,

-alright?
-[cell phone buzzing]

And we are going to make that man pay big.

Plus, we're going to sue the bejeezus

out of that hackety-hack Costa

and make sure that
he never gets the chance

to fuck up another woman again, ever.

Thank you.

♪♪

Uh, excuse me.

[door closes]

[phone ringing]

[door closes]

Triple espresso, half a cup of sugar.

If I remember correctly,
that means you've got some bad news.

I hate breaking people's hearts.

Ugh. Damn.

We'll do it together.

[Emerald] I am so sorry, babe.

[Allura sighs]

Maria Coulatis born Mark Coulatis?

Chase has been with a trans sex worker.

Ex-sex worker.

Now she's an assistant
banquet manager at his stadium.

That's how they met.

Does Carr know any of this?

We don't think so. Chase has been careful.

How careful? A sex worker?

Ex-sex workers do have busy boxes, so...

I-I feel like I'm in a dream.

How is this even happening right now?

How-- Am I that stupid?

[Emerald] No.

How did I not even have a clue?

Nothing.

He worshipped me.

He pretended to worship me.

Where is she?

In a condo in Playa Del Rey,
a block from the beach.

-He bought it for her?
-[Dina] Mm-hmm.

Can't be love, 'cause he also bought
that bitch a used Prius.

I thought I processed this.

I did everything. I-I went
to the doctors' offices. I got polished.

I even thought the fangirls,
the starfuckers,

whatever, but...

[sighs] Will it ever be over?

I'm sorry. I need a minute.

[Dina sighs]

[papers rustling]

Don't tell me you want me
on another trial.

No, no more trials, Doug,
since it's not just the prostate,

but... it's in the bones, and your liver.

-It's about being comfortable.
-Comfortable?

So, pals and loved ones
can come over and say goodbye?

Or do I have a couple
of weekends in Santa Barbara?

A few more tennis matches?

Have you brought Dina up to date?

So, no to tennis.

[♪ somber music playing]

[Dr. Pollan]
You have to talk to her, Doug.

I know!

[sighs]

I know, I know, I know.

♪♪

[Milan] What do they mean
by "type of sex"?

Like, adultery?

[Allura] Vaginal, anal, oral.

[Milan sighs]

Thank you for getting me this appointment.

This is not a girls' Botox party.

We're getting tested for STIs

because we fucked the same
serial cheating sex addict.

These results matter to our health.
But more importantly, to my case.

Dr. Ma doesn't have any openings
for new patients until 2040,

so the fact that you're here with me

is strictly a matter of convenience.

I respect it.

But still, thank you.

I don't know how I couldn't see it.

There were so many red flags with Chase.

Very specific things
that he learned from somewhere.

-And it wasn't from you.
-Like what?

You don't even want to know.

But like what?

He never fucking made you wear a strap-on?

♪♪

I'm already drowning in estrogen.

Alright, remember: stay calm, deep breath.

Here we go.

Can't you do this without me?

Be brave, girlfriend.
You're our material evidence.

And once Dr. Roemher
reverses Costa's hatchet job,

you'll be so much hotter than Zendaya.

Thank you. Right this way.

Whoa! Wasn't expecting the full trio.

That's right, Damien.

You got all the horsewomen
of the apocalypse. Buckle up.

[Tommy] Hey, baby.

You're looking, uh...

good.

[Damien] Well, Allura won't need backup

because we are prepared
to be very, very generous.

Thirty million? My, my.

[Damien] No need to make things
more contentious than necessary.

Mm. Actually, we were thinking...

[snickers]

[Tommy] What?

No fuckin' way.

What'd I tell you? I talk, you sit.

This is insane.
His assets are only worth--

A hundred and fifty million,
five hundred forty-eight thousand,

three hundred fifty-six dollars

and thirty-two cents.

-[snickers]
-[Emerald] All of which we plan

to claw back
from his offshore accounts in Dubai.

You've been a naughty boy.

You haven't paid Uncle Sam in years.

That's also a phone call
that I'm prepared to make.

-You're insane.
-Am I?

Even if that were true,

California law says
she's only entitled to half.

Unless she can prove
that her husband's conduct

amounted to cruelty and coercion,

entitling her to a much larger portion
of those joint assets.

Due to the infliction
of emotional or physical harm.

-[Emerald] How about that?
-[scoffs]

This is extortion.

There's no way I'm paying $100 million

to that reptile-faced
bat-winged motherfucker!

-I said shut up!
-[Emerald] Hey!

[Liberty] Please.

Listen, if you guys have a problem

with Lee-Ann's plastic surgery,

I suggest you take it up with her surgeon.

We did. And he agreed
to settle our claim against him

in exchange for his notes.

Dr. Costa records every initial intake

just in case of a malpractice suit,

of which we are one of many.

And according to those notes,
which we have right here,

our client was seeking
merely a lip augmentation

and a dermabrasion, I think.

And it was your client who insisted

she undergo a neck lift,
cheek and lip augmentation,

jawline contouring, lipo filling,

soft tissue augmentation,
and the list keeps--

You can't prove he forced her.

Maybe, maybe not.

But honestly, how do you really think

these optics are going to play in court?

We're also prepping a civil lawsuit,

which we can gently tease
to Rolling Stone.

-Ah. [scoffs]
-I mean, can't you just see the headlines?

"Broken Vows, Broken Face:

The Untold Story of a Rockstar's Cruelty."

We'll be back here this afternoon.

Let's go.

I had no idea you were
such a greedy little bitch.

Oh, no.

That's our thing.
We're the greedy bitches.

It's what we do best.

[Tommy] Bullshit.

That is what you call sweet revenge.

♪♪

[chuckles]

[indistinct conversation]

Got a minute?

Milan and I are negative.
I just got the news.

Oh, thank God.

Are you alright, my darling?

Relieved, yes.

But I don't want to cry, so speak.

I am going to meet with Carr
alone today about your divorce.

You're afraid I'm going to be emotional.

Well, with the day I've had,
you're not wrong.

Calm makes Carr anxious.

Stillness drives her crazy.

-Can you be still?
-Will Chase be there?

No. I want this off the table.

I want this divorce done.

I want you to be able to get on with life.

No one need dine out on this.

Hurt them.

Which is why I don't want you there,

but, yes.

♪♪

[elevator bell dings]

-[receptionist] Hi, may I--
-Bore someone else with your directions.

I know where I'm going.

♪♪

♪♪

A million dollars a month.

That's what we want.

Make it rain.

[chuckles]

Carr, I'm not in the business

of awarding obscene allowances
to men who don't deserve it.

Your client is in an ongoing
sexual relationship

with a trans woman named Maria Coulatis,

which the NFL and Nike
won't find marketable.

Yeah, maybe in the geriatric wing
you'll soon call home.

But the rest of us much younger people

will admire him for his acceptance.

But, hey, if you want
to align yourself with JK Rowling

in demonizing the trans population,
have at it.

Of course, then your own
butch flavor would come up.

There are rumors about you.

I started them.

Your client put my client at risk

by sleeping with a sex worker.

Retired sex worker.

Ms. Coulatis is not
Chase's only dalliance.

There are others.

We have proof, and proof is powerful.

Chase is prepared to publicly
come forward as a sex addict.

[laughs]

That tired cliché?

Oh, Carr, go back to chasing ambulances

where your clients can't afford
to sue you for malpractice.

You know, I'm surprised your ancestors

were actually allowed on the Mayflower,

but I guess that's one way
to rid the place of half-wits,

mouth-breathers, and perverts.

So here's the deal.

Allura signs over her share
of the Malibu home,

the plane, and the lodge in Montana

where Ralph Lauren
jizzed all over, or some shit.

She can keep the Bel Air house.
He never liked it anyway.

Now, you may think I'm being
a greedy little pig bottom.

-I do.
-Well,

I would invite you to think differently,
out of the box,

seeing as we have
the one thing your client

so desperately wants above all things.

Do tell. I'm dying to hear.

Eggs.

And by eggs, I mean embryos,

frozen little wannabe kiddos

fertilized by your client and my client,

now waiting breathlessly
for a happy future life

in a refrigerated vault
in lovely downtown Encino.

[camera shutter clicks]

Oh. [chuckles]

This... This one's a keeper.

I could make this my next Christmas card.

The shock on your face
just thrills me to my marrow.

[sighs]

You've become a loathsome person.

I thought I raised you better.

[chuckles]

Raised me?

You abandoned me. You all did.

I didn't kick you out of the nest, Carr,

and you know it.

You flew out, full of anger,
which you never dealt with.

And look where it's gotten you.

Bartering with embryos.

She didn't tell you, did she?

[laughs]

Little Allura-dorable,
can't have a wittle baby

of her own in that cobweb
dusty womb of hers.

Boo-hoo.

You don't give us what we want,

everything we want,

those eggs will never see
the inside of Allura's hoo-ha,

because I will personally
slather them in A1 steak sauce

and eat them with a side of fries.

Oh, and there is one more thing
we want, toots:

half the law firm.

Take your Geritol, muse on that,
and then give me a call.

You've got my number. Oh, wait.

Sorry. I blocked you.

[door closes]

♪♪

[indistinct chatter]

♪♪

♪♪

What are you doing here?

Why wouldn't you text me?

I thought, uh... paper trail.

We need to go somewhere more private.

The coast clear?

Think we can make it without the cameras?

Follow me.

♪♪

[Chase] So what's up?

I got this today from your dearly beloved.

-[Chase] So she wants to--
-Talk.

Because we're both victims.

She wants to... help me put it out there.

How America's Golden Boy's throwing down

with trans hookers on the down low.

[sighs] So she wants to join forces
with you against me?

Yeah, just us girls
against the big bad wolf.

Oh.

"We want to help you find a platform
to tell your side of the story."

Wow, she's sweet.

No, she's going to put this out
whether you want it or not.

Yeah, no, she's smarter than that.

She can't go public about us
without me on her side.

Her whole brand is women helping women.

You think she's going
to drag a trans woman?

You don't know Allura, okay?

When she makes a threat,
she's a special kind of vindictive.

-She's going to leak this.
-Go ahead with your evil plan, Cruella.

Take out a billboard on Sunset
with my picture on it.

I've survived worse.
I'm not scared of her.

-So what are you going to do?
-Ignore it.

And when/if they shove
a camera in my face,

serve me with some piece of paper

saying I gotta make
a statement or something,

I deny, deny, deny.

I got your back.

[sighs]

You are unbelievably cool.

Okay, but I'm really not.

Come on. This is transactional, babe.
Always has been.

♪♪

So what do you want?

Nothing now, but when
the dust settles, when it's over,

I want a night out with you.

Freshly divorced and instantly

one of America's most eligible bachelors.

And with all the click, click, click,
telescope lenses,

I want a photo-op worthy of Page Six,

seven, eight, nine, ten, even.

A photo-op for what? Your Instagram?

No, my sister's.

Think about it.

America sees the human golden retriever,

Chase Monroe, on a date
with a sexy, smart transsexual.

It instantly legitimizes my community
to millions of people.

Hetero-normativity is currency.

Yeah, but what... [sighs]

What about my endorsements?

Right. Transactional.

By then you'll be set. Rich, untouchable.

It won't touch you.
Just don't read the comments.

Okay. So let me get this straight.

You have my back and I get
a divorce on my own terms...

and all you want is a photo-op.

That's it. That's all it cost me.

Or no, actually.

Maybe the photo-ops for the public,

but... maybe the dates for us,

you know, to see if we've got chemistry.

The other kind
without money changing hands.

I don't know.

♪♪

♪♪

[elevator bell dings]

[phone rings]

Hey.

Fuck, what's wrong?

Lee-Ann did what?

After the settlement we got her?

She wanted to see him suffer
the way she suffered.

She wanted the man to feel her pain.

Alright, take me through it.

So she stalks the ex,

sees him with some young hottie
and then follows him in.

So what do you want to eat? Oh!

-You.
-[both laugh]

-You hungry?
-Yes, I am.

Hey, you two lovebirds. Ah!

-What the fuck?
-Who's this?

Word of advice: if he fucks around on you,

which he will,

it is not his fault...

-I'm going to get a restraining order.
-...you made him do it.

-You get the fuck out of here.
-Oh, and don't forget to worship

his sagging balls and gray pubes.

-Hey, could you get Troy, please, now?
-Oh, and don't age.

-Hurry.
-And, honey.

-I'm gonna get your ass thrown out.
-Oh, wait until you get that anal.

Oh, my God.

Has he cum all over your face yet?

-Excuse me?
-Will you just stop?

Oh, it is to die for.

Get the fuck out.
What are you doing this for?

-Which is actually why I'm here.
-Get the fuck out.

[woman] Tommy, what is she talking about?

To cum all over your face, Daddy.

Fuck you.

-[liquid splashes]
-[Tommy screaming]

[Lee-Ann laughing]

Oh, you psychotic bitch.

[groaning] Oh, my God.

Ah! It's sulfuric acid.

-It's not semen.
-Oh, my God!

[woman] You're crazy.

Your skin might blister and peel
but don't worry, babe,

I have got the best
plastic surgeon for you.

You fucking bitch!

Bitch.

[sighs] I wish she would have
told us what she was thinking.

We could have stopped her.

Maybe. But maybe her need
for revenge was unstoppable.

That's the thing about anger.

How many times have we seen our clients,

even after massive settlements,
that are still eaten up by rage?

It's like a tapeworm
devouring you from the inside

until there's nothing left.

[Emerald] Uh-huh.

Wait. What's this, an intervention?

How many times have I heard you say...

I'm going to kill him.
No, I-I'm going to destroy him.

Wait, what?

All I asked you was
what you did this weekend.

Oh shit, sorry.
I was just thinking out loud.

There is so much rage going around.

We've got to tame these dark hearts.

Confucius says, "When you embark
on a journey of revenge,

you got to dig two graves."

You got to trust Dina.
Settle this so you can move on.

[Liberty] And you said it yourself:

"The best revenge is a life well lived."

You have your whole life in front of you,

and we will not let
that asshole rob you of that.

[Emerald] We sure are not.

[jump rope whooshing]

[doorbell rings]

-[Allura] Hi.
-Hi.

Where will the nursery be?

Um, well, I was thinking about renovating
one of the guest rooms.

No. It's on the complete opposite side
of the house from your room.

Not ideal for 4:00 a.m. feedings.

♪♪

You can put everything in here.

What have you got for food?

This is your baby shower after all.

Um, maybe some string cheese.

[sighs]

[Milan] Sparkling water is all I got.

So, have you told Chase yet?

-No.
-Why not?

Girl, all the shit
I learned about that man.

Fuck that shit. That's my new motto.

It's my baby, not his.

I will take care of it.
I will have it.

Just me.

Will you help me flip this over?

So help me understand
why you're being so nice to me.

-Aren't you...
-Pissed off?

Yeah, I'm pissed.

At Chase, at all the women he's been with,

at you, if I'm being brutally honest.

But mostly, I'm pissed at myself

for thinking that I could have...

You wanted a baby.

Two. A boy and then a girl.

Because girls should always have
older brothers.

I wanted one at 43 and one at 45.

I thought my firm would be
fully established by then

and Chase's football career would be over.

Chase and I froze fertilized embryos.

But now they're marital property,
and Carr's threatening

to put them on a Cobb salad and eat them.

-What?
-So most likely,

they will end up in a lab frozen forever.

And they could be my last shot
at being a mom.

So there's nothing else you can do?

Not without Chase's signature,
or risking everything.

I'ma say it again. Fuck that shit.

Fuck that shit.

-[glasses clink]
-Cheers to that.

[Milan] Yes.

Mm.

Fuck that shit.

[Milan] That's right.

[sighs]

Thank you.

Wait, for what?

[♪ "Skin" by Vök playing]

♪ There's something in the water ♪

♪ Something in the way ♪

♪ I'm going through a change now ♪

♪ I'm going through a hard phase ♪

♪ Don't you tell me I should lock
in my thoughts ♪

♪ Hide the keys ♪

♪ When I'm open to adjust
to your beliefs ♪

♪ I am growing to be someone
that I'm not ♪

♪ That I fear ♪

♪ There's a voice
inside my head now saying ♪

♪ Take the wheel and steer ♪

[doctor] Just a pinch.

♪ I'm dying to open up ♪

♪ I'm vulnerable ♪

This chapter of our lives
has been all about work.

I want to give it a couple more years,
but the next chapter?

It's what all this work is for.

You're going to be
a great mother, someday,

when you're ready.

♪ So vulnerable ♪

♪ I am stuck in my own skin ♪

♪ I am stuck in my own skin ♪

♪ So stuck in my own skin ♪

♪ I am stuck in my own skin ♪

♪ So stuck in my own skin ♪

♪ I am stuck in my own skin ♪

So you've taken your trigger shot
within the last 36 hours?

Yes.

And your bladder's full?

Just finished off
a full Yeti Rambler in the car.

Good girl. Let's see.

You've been taking your progesterone,

400 milligrams inserted three times daily?

Religiously.

Now...

are you certain you want
to implant both embryos today?

Yes. We're not sure of their viability,

and we want to give ourselves
the best chance possible.

And you understand
there is the possibility,

however unlikely, given your age,

that you might find yourself
pregnant with twins.

Yes. That would be wonderful.

[laughs] Famous last words.

And your husband is on board
with the decision?

[Allura] You know Chase.

He's all about leaving it all
on the field, not holding back.

[Dr. Ramesh] Such a shame he couldn't be
here with you to share the experience.

[Allura]
He has an important scrimmage today,

but he made me promise
to text him the moment we're done.

Well, as long as we have
both of your signatures,

we should be good to go.

♪♪

Terrific.

You have done everything perfectly
to prepare for this.

Time to let hope and love take over.

What do you say?

Let's do this.

Sorry if it's a bit cold.

-All looks good.
-Good.

[Dr. Ramesh] It's not too dissimilar

from a pelvic exam or a pap smear.

Again, sorry for the cold.

No worries.

[Dr. Ramesh] This is a prep catheter,

which we insert into the cervix

to make sure there's a nice,
smooth path to the uterus.

Not too uncomfortable, I hope.

Preferable to the depositions
I'll be taking this afternoon.

[Dr. Ramesh chuckles]

Alright. We are all set.

Could you let Dr. Peyman know
we're ready when she is?

Dr. Peyman is my embryologist of choice.

The embryos appear to adore her as well.

[Allura chuckles]

[Dr. Ramesh] Ah!
Here is the star of the show.

The embryos are in there?

[Dr. Peyman] They are, indeed.

I always encourage
my patients at this point

to imagine that they're somewhere else.

Some place maybe a little more romantic.

You never know how
one's thoughts influence biology.

[priest] Do you, Allura Grant,
take Chase Monroe

to be your husband,

to love and to hold
for better or for worse

till death do you part?

[Allura] I do.

[priest] And do you, Chase Monroe,

take Allura Grant to be your wife,

to love and to hold
for better or for worse

till death do you part?

I do.

[priest] I now pronounce you
husband and wife.

♪ The way you'd play
with me like a child ♪

♪ Will you still love me ♪

♪ When I'm no longer young
and beautiful? ♪

♪ Will you still love me ♪

♪ When I got nothing but my aching soul? ♪

♪ I know you will, I know you will ♪

♪ I know that you will ♪

♪ Will you still love me... ♪

[Dr. Ramesh] You can see on the monitor
the flashes of light.

The embryos are too small to see,

but those are air pockets

that indicate their journey is in motion.

And we are done.

You take a few minutes, though. Rest.

Stay on your back.

You did great.

Sorry that your husband couldn't be here,

but I'm sure he was here in spirit.

Hmm.

[Dr. Peyman] It's our privilege
to be able to help couples

achieve their dreams.

[Dr. Ramesh] We'll be back shortly.

Thank you.

♪ Will you still love me ♪

♪ When I'm no longer young
and beautiful? ♪

♪ Will you still love me ♪

♪ When I got nothing but my aching soul? ♪

♪ I know you will, I know you will ♪

♪ I know that you will ♪

♪ Will you still love me ♪

♪ When I'm no longer beautiful? ♪

♪ Dear Lord, when I get to Heaven ♪

♪ Please, let me bring my man ♪

♪ When he comes
tell me that you'll let him in ♪

♪ Father, tell me if you can ♪

♪ All that grace, all that body ♪

♪ All that face makes me wanna party ♪

♪ He's my sun, he makes me shine ♪

♪ Like diamonds ♪

♪ And will you still love me ♪

♪ When I'm no longer young
and beautiful? ♪

♪ Will you still love me ♪

♪ When I got nothing but my aching soul? ♪

♪ Will you still love me ♪

♪ When I'm not young and beautiful? ♪