All language subtitles for S.2023.S02E03.1080p.WEB-DL.AAC2.0.H.264-P147YPU5_track3_[eng]

(Out of tune music box
melody plays)

(Slurping)

(She gasps)
(Horror like music)

(Distorted): You don't know
what real pain is...

till you become a mother.

My poor son, Deryl.
Oh, God.

(Music concludes)
(She gasps)

(Birds chirp)

(Soft determined drums)
(Pants): Oh...

(Sighs)

SUZE (On video): Deryl? Deryl!
DERYL: What?

Where the fuck are you?
DERYL: What d'ya want (Gasps)

Deryl!
(Deryl gags)

Oh, God.

(Phone pings)

Fuck.

(Drums intensify and ring out)

(Tense drums fade
into a pleasant jazz tune)

(Carsie Blanton's
"Don't Come Too Soon" plays)

(Birds chirp joyfully)

♪ Come and see me, baby
But please don't come too soon...

Nuh-uh.
Really?!

How interesting.
There's chocolate...

Pomegranate.

Tobacco.

Honestly, Charles,
I'd drink battery acid

if you add frothy milk.

Got ya.
Thank you.

♪ Well, the way you rush me...
CHARLES: So, we grind...

♪ You just can't wait for
tonight... (Beans rattle)

(Grinder buzzes)

Then we fill...

Then we have to pump it a bit.

(Wood breaks loudly)
We twist...

And turn on...

♪ But please don't come too
soon... ♪ (Coffee drips)

(Milk frother hisses)
Your mouth is watering, is it?

What? Oh! (Chuckles)
(Song halts)

Mm!

It's delicious. Thank you.
Ta-da.

So, uh... Luke, is it?
Yep. That's our little son.

That one does his own thing.
Oh, he's here for the wedding?

No, he lives here.
Hmm...

He doesn't live here.
He's staying here.

Yeah, he has been for
three years.

You look exhausted.

Never mind. We're gonna
freshen you up at the spa.

Oh, what spa?

Little vitamin D. Where's Sare?
That girl sleeps like the dead.

Umm...
(Phone buzzes)

SUZE: Oh.
Sorry. Gotta get this. Uh...

Thanks for the rocket fuel.
A new woman.

Uh, Barbara doesn't allow dark
liquids on that mmm...

rug. Oh, boy.
(Intriguing mid tempo music)

(Sare slurps loudly)

(Sighs): If we ever get divorced,
it'll be for that sound.

(Music ends)
What? I'm just drinking coffee.

(He slurps loudly)

I do not sound like that.
You do.

God, you have deep
"only child syndrome".

A sibling would have beat that
out of you a long time ago.

Well, I'm not an only child.
I have my sister.

You know what I mean.

You didn't grow up together.

It's not like you shaped
who the other one is.

I mean,
you couldn't be more different.

I actually think
we have a lot in common.

And if we ever get divorced,

it will be because of
the sound of your breathing.

(She slurps more quietly)

I had subglottic
stenosis as a child.

And I don't appreciate your tone.

(He exhales heavily)

(She slurps very loudly)

Mmm! (Smacks her lips)
Great. Very mature.

DOCTOR: There's no easy way to
say this. (Emotional music)

The test results show
that the egg quality isn't great.

Financially this
has been a challenge.

I wouldn't recommend another
expensive, exhausting round.

Okay. Um... Right?
(Coffee cup clinks)

On the upside,
your uterus is very healthy.

You show no signs of
perimenopause.

I've seen women in
your situation get pregnant

the old fashioned way.

There's nothing to say
that can't happen for you.

And my parting words ―
off the record, of course ―

is bars are full of sperm.

Yeah, I'm in Canada.
Oh, well, even better.

Polite, apologetic sperm.
(Chuckles): Yeah...

Yeah. Hey, try to relax.
Have some fun. It can help, okay?

Thanks. I'll try.
Good luck.

Okay. Bye, Sandra.
(Music ends)

Fuck.
(breathes deeply)

(Pleasant, mid tempo music)

(Knocking)
(Music concludes)

Oh, hey.
Renata will do that.

What is this bed made of?
Swedish horse hair.

(Suze laughs ironically)
No, seriously, it is.

Wow.
Well, it's fucking comfortable.

Yeah, it's fucking expensive.
Hm.

Thank you, um, for coming back.

Well, two bolters
don't make a right.

Sorry, that sounded
better in my head. Hm.

Um, look, I know that I owe you
a proper explanation and I-

Please, can we not? I'm just...

I'm not in the right
head space for that.

Yeah, fine.

(Slurps coffee loudly)

What? Nothing. Don't look at me
like that. It's creepy.

Well, it's just It's...

Never mind. Sorry.

Um, Kristen's throwing me this,
like, bachelorette party thing.

It's really stupid,
but it's at a spa.

I was hoping that
you and Sheryl might wanna come.

It's a good place to relax.

Hmm... Is there a steam room?

Yeah. And there's a sauna.
There's a pool.

What's that?
Oh, Valium.

Just a half. Want the other half?

No, no, I'm good for Valium.
Okay.

I've also got weed gummies
if you want them for the spa.

They sort of enhance the
experience. Okay?

It's Canada. They're legal.
Don't forget your swimmies.

(Wind chimes and
relaxing spa music)

(Distorted, whispering voices)

(Sound returns to normal)

BARBARA:
I'll have the usual, Jocelyn.

Signature vitamin infusion
with enhanced plasma.

It's the newest anti-aging
technology in the world.

I'll have the
"perk up my pregnancy potion".

It's just vitamins.
Depends what your body needs.

How do you feel?
Oh.

I can often get this ache in my
chest. (Pleasant jazz)

And a sort of sinking
feeling in my belly.

Some mornings I find it hard to
see the point of living.

Do you think they have anything
for that? (Laughs)

BARBARA: Oh, she's a hoot.
She'll have the reboot.

Yeah, make that two reboots.

Well, while we're all hooked up,
I want to take this moment

to focus on our bride to be.
Oh...

If anybody has anything prepared,
please share.

(Chuckles nervously)
Or feel free to be spontaneous.

Oh, that's okay.
KRISTEN: No.

Anyone? Okay, I'll go first.
(Clears throat): Thank you.

Marriage isn't easy.

Like two traffic lanes merging,
the ride can get bumpy.

But once in the same lane,

the path to your real destination
becomes smooth and clear.

Motherhood?

Ah! (Chuckles excitedly)

Baby's kicking. (Chuckles)

Got it? Feel it.

There's a little elbow?

No, like, really feel.

Don't talk to her about babies,
Christine.

She has a womb like
the Gobi Desert.

It's Kristen.
Oh, there's always adoption.

I sponsored three girls
in South Sudan

and I think of them
as my babies.

I get monthly updates.

Okay, who's next with
the words of wisdom?

Suze?

Oh, I don't know? I mean...

Maybe be true to yourself,

be honest, and
you'll find your way.

So beautiful. And so real.
Hm.

Hi, everyone. Sorry I'm late.

Hi.

You know those vitamin things
are a hoax, right?

Total waste of money. Shelly,
we're so glad you could join.

Any words of wisdom
for our bride to be?

Oh, um...
Marriage is a crapshoot?

Sign a prenup. (Laughs)
BARBARA: She's a riot.

Okay, as the one in the room
who's been married the longest,

I want to say this.

When you meet the
right person, it's worth it.

But marriage isn't for
the faint of heart.

To wake up every day
with the same human

over and over

and over again

takes real guts.

Some days you'll wake up and
think, "If I throw a toaster

into the shower,
will I get caught?"

You're brave, Sare.

And my Stephen
is lucky to have found someone

with your integrity and
intelligence.

And I...

will finally have
the daughter I always wanted.

Now, who's up for
a sprinkle of Botox?

On me?
Suze?

I'm-I'm grand. Actually, I...
I need I need the toilet.

A little sprinkle
goes a long way.

(Birds chirp)

Oh, fuck.

Barbara says I need a robe.
Well, if Barbara says...

Got you to myself.
The famous sister.

Oy, look at this punim. Oh!

I am so happy to finally meet
you. I'm the famous aunt.

Oh, you're her mam's sister.
She talks about you nonstop.

Oh.
And her mother, Rachel...

May her memory be
a blessing to us all.

I don't think she'd be too fond
of this circus,

but it makes her happy.
Well, he makes her feel...

The family makes her feel stable.

And I think with the surgery
looming...

She just wants to move forward.
Surgery?

Ugh. It's just
such a heartbreak at this age

to reconcile losing
your breasts and your uterus.

But I'm a gyno.

I've worked through this
with plenty of women.

And there's life after,
I promise.

And she definitely has
to have it, right?

After what happened
to her mother?

Oh, yeah. Yes.
It's far too risky not to.

WOMAN: Susan Molloy?
Who's asking?

It's a gift from Barbara.
Oh, Barbara says...

It's a healing Reiki relief
special. Well, thank you.

I don't want a massage.

Treatment room
two in five minutes.

(Sighs): Oh, God.

(Pensive, mid tempo music)
(Under her breath): Shit.

(Music continues)

THERAPIST: You need to
drink a lot of nettle tea.

You'll feel some cramping,
nausea, diarrhoea,

because you didn't release.
Don't worry. That'll pass.

Thanks. (Calming music plays in
background)

Look, I'm sorry about Kristen.
I know she can be a lot.

Can she?
Yeah.

Like, with the whole...

With the baby thing.

Ah, she's she's grand.

It's good she has so many.
Takes the pressure off you.

So many grandkids means it's okay
if you don't wanna have any.

Yeah, I guess so.

So Steve knows?
What?

That you don't want kids?
Yeah, I think so.

I mean, I think
I've made that pretty clear.

You think or you have?
I have. I have. I have.

Look, are you okay?

Yeah, I'm okay.
Are you okay?

Yeah?

Okay.
Okay.

Okay. Well, as long
as long as you're okay.

Yeah, will you please
stop asking me that.

Okay. (Exhales heavily)

Listen,

I need to get out of here.
Where? Canada?

No, the spa. It's the jet lag.
Can I go back to the house?

Oh, yeah. Okay.

That's okay?
Yeah. Of course.

Okay.

Okay.

(Calming music continues)

(Pleasant guitar music)

(She exhales; clears throat)

Is that the only jacket you
brought? Yeah. I'm not cold.

You can sit up front.
I'm not actually an Uber. Fuck.

Feels a bit soon to be sharing
the front seat. Doesn't it?

It's just a ride, Suze.

Just in Ireland a ride means,
um...

Yeah, yeah, I get it.
Yeah. Okay.

Hey, can I take you somewhere?
Well, depends where.

You'll like it.
Okay.

(Pleasant guitar fades into
calming music)

What a cheerful bride.
Oh, hi.

Shall we, schvitz?
We shall.

(Sare grunts)
Up-uh!

I like the sister.
She's a shiksa version of you.

Yeah, but she's thinner.
She's too skinny.

What if there's a war?
(Sare laughs)

Oh, F me. It's hot.
Mhm.

You know, I have been racking my
brains trying to think of

what your mother'd say
about you getting married.

But the truth is,
marriage wasn't her thing.

It's just what you did back then.
You didn't.

Yes, but I'm an exceptional
person.

(Sare chuckles)

She had her issues, right?
Marriage and other things.

But the one thing that she never
regretted was having you.

She loved you so much, cookie.
She was very proud of you.

Well, she had
a pretty funny way of showing it.

We're Jews.

She wasn't gonna say it to your
face. (Sare laughs)

But go to Temple Shalom
ask anybody there

for your high school GPA.
I am telling you, they all know.

I just wish we'd had more time,
you know?

Me too, bubala.

Me too.

Oh, God, she'd hate all of this.
She would.

But she would want you
to be happy.

I am.

I mean, I...

I think I am. I...
No, I am. I just...

Yeah, I just wanna
get it over with.

Ah!

Okay. How romantic.
No, no!

You know I mean the wedding part.

I just want to be
on the other side of that.

I just wanna be married.
I wanna be settled.

And, you know, I'll get the
surgery over with, and...

And I'll start my life.

Keneinahora.
(Sare laughs)

No more drama.

Okay.

Are we doing the cold plunge
thing? Yeah. I'm too hot.

How is this good for you?
I feel so sick.

You first. Five more minutes.

My legs are stuck to each other.
Uh! No, forget it. I have to pee.

(Pleasant inquisitive tune)
(Water runs)

(Beautiful bird song)

Here, put this on.
Okay. Where have you taken me?

I just want to show you
something really Canadian.

Okay.
Yeah.

A little place that I like to
come when I need to escape.

Wow. It's pretty nice.

It's beautiful now but
see it in the fall.

The leaves are
every colour you can imagine.

Mhm.
And then you just hear. (Bellows)

What the fuck was that?
That (Laughs)

That's a stag bellowing for its
mate. You're off your head.

No, fall is also, uh...

rutting season.
(She laughs)

People will come from everywhere
to listen to that.

Sorry. Hang on.

People come here to listen to deer
fucking in a forest?

Don't say it like that. It's
weird when you say it like that.

Shit and I thought romance was
dead. Ooh, thank you.

Oh, Jesus, that's strong.

SHERYL: I've only ever seen
martinis in James Bond films.

I usually have mine with a twist,
but today

we go dirty.

Oh, I like the sound of that,
Babs.

They fly the olives in from the
Amalfi.

Oh, that sounds very posh.
(Soft jazz plays in background)

Cheers. (Chuckles)

Ssslaunchuh.

Ha, that's right, sláinte.
(Glasses clink)

Mmm.
Ooh!

(Coughs): That'll put hairs
on your chest, Babs.

Will it?
Mmm!

Oh! (Laughs)
(Phone chimes)

Oh, Jesus God.

Everything okay?

Right as rain, Babs?
You are so lucky.

I've been called many things,
but lucky isn't one of them.

You are. It's not that I wish
Charles was dead. Of course not.

I just hope he goes first,
you know?

So I get an extra little chapter.
Just for me.

You are in your chapter.

Am I? No husband or kids.
No strings, no rules.

This is your time.

If I were you,
I would move to Paris.

Oh, Paris? I've never been.

Look at you! You made it
all the way here, didn't you?

Mhm.
So!

Tell me.

Who. Were you. Before?

(Ice clinks) Before what?
Before you were married.

What? When I was 17?
That is young.

Never really thought about
who I was.

Just trying to make ends meet.

Well, we need to get in touch
with that 17 year old little

baby Sheryl

and ask her what the fuck she
wants out of life.

Well, she'll be having more
of these Amalfi olives, Babs,

and that's for sure.

It's a start.
You want to go dirty again?

Oh, so dirty!
(Laughs conspiratorially)

(Pleasant guitar music)
(Water runs, birdsong)

You ever done anything really
bad? Me?

No, I never put a foot wrong.
(Chuckles)

Lucky Lukey.
What was that?

What did you just say?

(She chuckles)
(Music fades)

You have something to confess?

Bless me father, for I have
sinned. Oh, fuck.

What?
Don't, it's just...

Irish woman full of Catholic
guilt? Pretty hot.

(Laughs) I feel like I need to
confess that...

Well, I'm having impure thoughts
now. Shut up.

No, listen, Luke,

I've been celibate
for over a year.

By choice.

I think I might be dead inside.

I think your
pheromones betray you.

Fuck these Judas pheromones.
I just I think you like me.

I do not!

Okay, I won't kiss you then.

No, you better not.
I won't.

You're not gonna get lookie?

No lookie for Lukey.
(Chuckles): No.

I'm sorry.

I'm fucking starving.

I know what we need.

Come here.

We need pancakes.

(Pleasant music resumes)
Fuck yeah, pancakes.

Let's go.

BARBARA: Ooh!

Driver, take this woman
to Barney's on King Street.

You wanted to hear some music!
(Mid tempo drums)

And here you go, it's your time.
Woohoo! (Nervous): Woohoo!

Bye!
(Breathes shakily): Woohoo!

JIMMY: Sheryl? Meet me in
Barney's on King Street.

I'll be there.

Oh!

(Barbara continues to whoop)
Mother of God. Woohoo.

Woohoo!
(Faintly): Woohoo!

(Drums conclude)
(Door opens)

Fuck it's freezing out there.

Okay, we're gonna
divide and conquer.

You need to find us some music.

Okay, so: flour.

Sugar...
Oh-ho-ho!

Who pissed on your cornflakes?

What do you mean? There's some
pretty sad shit on here.

There's not sad shit on there.
This is... (She laughs)

(Soft low tempo piano music)

So you're, uh...
(She clears throat)

Dead inside, huh?

Dead, dead.

Ah...

Jesus!
Holy shit!

What the fuck?
Would you leave it out?

(Whimsical drums)

Hello, Susan.
(Horror film music)

(Whimsical drums continue)