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There was an intruder in-in my apartment.

I-I-I don't-- I don't know.

Yes, yes, but w-what if they-they come back?

Can you just send someone now?

The Furman Building in Brooklyn Heights.

What? No, no. I--

I don't...

Hi, baby. How was your flight?

- Where are you? - I'm getting ready.

You were supposed to be at the clinic 20 minutes ago.

No, baby, the egg retrieval's at 9:00 a.m.

It's scheduled for 8:00, Anna,

and you have to be here an hour before.

Honey, no, it's not.

I checked the appointment, like, three times--

Dr. Hill says he needs you here as soon as possible

or we have to start this whole cycle over again.

How fast can you get here?

Am I too late?

They can squeeze us in as long as you can change

and get right into the OR.

- I'm sorry. - It's okay. Come on.

Come right with me, Ms. Alcott.

Have you ever received twilight anesthesia before, Ms. Alcott?

Yes. I've done this process before.

Twice.

Ah, very good.

Tiny prick.

You'll start to feel woozy,

then you may fall asleep, you may not.

Either way,

it'll feel pleasant.

It's going to happen this time.

I can feel it.

Do you still love me?

Even though you were late to the appointment

I flew in on a red-eye from Berlin to make?

Yeah.

I mean...

...even though I'm broken?

Baby, you are not broken.

We have unexplained infertility,

like 30% of other couples.

It's... it's nobody's fault.

All of this will be worth it

once we meet our perfect baby.

Ms. Alcott. Ms. Alcott?

It's Dr. Hill.

Can you hear my voice?

Welcome back.

I'm here with your husband.

Hey, sweetie.

How are you feeling?

Pre-- Pretty awful, actually.

Yeah. Well, that's perfectly normal.

Are you open to me asking you a few questions?

What's your name?

Anna. Victor...

- Victori-- - Okay. Good enough.

Anna Victoria Alcott.

And what is today's date?

September fourth.

Wonderful.

Now, I have news.

I was able to retrieve nine eggs,

which I am very happy with.

Is that good?

I'm very happy about it, and I'm going to start you

on progesterone suppositories

to be taken nightly immediately

so we can prepare your uterus

for an embryo transfer.

Yeah?

Now, these are composed in-house.

They're FET misant,

so they need to be refrigerated immediately.

That's very important.

- You got that? Okay. - Yeah.

Get some rest,

and I will call you as soon as I have

any information about your potential embryos.

Congratulations.

I-- I am feeling very optimistic about our chances.

Why'd he say that just to you?

Is this thing really necessary?

It's standard protocol, Ms. Alcott.

Is it--

Is it normal to feel this much pain?

Some achiness is always to be expected, I'm afraid.

It's-it's not achiness, it--

I know, hon,

but nothing worth waiting for is ever easy.

How we doing? More prenatals.

I can go ahead and charge your Amex,

- if that works. - That's great.

And here are the progesterone suppositories

Dr. Hill mentioned.

You'll want to get those in the refrigerator

- as soon as possible. - Will do.

And don't forget your bag, Mr. Alcott.

I'm going to go call an Uber, okay?

Thank you.

Do you need help, Ms. Alcott?

I'm fine. Thanks.

I know you.

Thanks for watching.

Watching?

You are her.

Ms. Preecher,

you know you're not allowed to--

My husband's waiting for me.

Ms. Preecher? Ms. Preecher!

You okay?

I saw that woman on our block this morning.

Maybe she's seeing Dr. Hill.

It's not that weird.

He's the primary fertility specialist

in the city, according to New York mag.

I don't think she'd be smoking

if she was trying to get pregnant.

Wait, you don't think she's some weird--

- What? - Like...

She's following you or something?

Feels like a reach, babe.

I mean, you're a big star now,

but you probably don't have a stalker.

Yet.

Let's get these in the fridge,

and grab you some lunch, okay?

You want to play the game?

Simon.

- Treya. - That's not a name.

- Yes, it is. - Okay. Treya.

P.S. 8.

What about preschool?

Shit, I forgot about preschool.

What kind of almost-dad are you?

Co-op within walking distance.

I do drop-offs, you do pick-ups.

Okay. So, Simon if he's a boy,

Treya if she's a girl...

Still don't think that's a name.

Co-op Pre-K,

P.S. 8 K through five...

- Your turn for middle school. - St. Ann's.

You better keep making that money, honey.

That place ain't cheap.

And what about you?

You're the one who chose St. Ann's.

You do high school.

St. Ann's.

I hate you.

- What if it doesn't... this time? - It'll happen.

I promise.

Cut it out.

Who's a hungry boy?

Here you go.

Yeah.

Then tell the Daniels to suck my clit.

She's not missing a press day for a fucking commercial shoot.

It's exhausting being better than everyone.

Siobhan, I can't sign this one.

It's, like, 15 years old.

Your fans will send more updated photos

the more you work.

DeDe never made me do stuff like this.

DeDe was a dinosaur,

and that's why you fired her and you moved over here.

To my company.

Speaking of:

I pitched a profile for The Times,

and I'm waiting to hear back.

Great.

Oh, my God.

This just came in.

Andy Cohen wants to interview you alone,

without even a "Bravolebrity" in the other chair.

Really? Oh, my God. When?

- Thursday. - This Thursday?

Anna, this would be your first late-night show.

- I'll-I'll make it work. - Thank God.

I thought you were exhibiting early signs of dementia.

Oh, and...

a fan wants you to sign this.

God.

This show was so embarrassing.

It's what put you on the map.

- For better or for worse. - Better.

It's what got us here. To this Oscars campaign.

They want you to sign its body.

Are you fucking serious?

Yeah.

Fans are weird.

Her torso is so disproportionately small,

my name won't even fit.

Then initial it.

I feel like I'm violating myself.

That's called being an actress.

Okay. So, can I

confirm you for Andy this Thursday?

Sure.

Okay.

Anna?

What?

The doll?

I didn't put that there.

Oh, my God. You need a nap.

You know I adore you,

but this is called burying the lede.

No one else knows.

I mean, except Dex, of course.

I am so fucking excited for you.

Okay, nothing has happened yet.

But it will.

We don't know that for sure.

You have a peculiar penchant

for turning dreams into nightmares.

What is that supposed to mean?

Listen, you're suddenly an A-list star

after spending years on the CW

applying sunscreen with a smoldering stare...

- Mmm. - ...before you did a low-budget indie

that we all thought would wind up

in the bargain bin at Walmart.

I mean, no offense.

None taken, that is true.

And your world-renowned fertility doctor

just told you he's so optimistic

- about your prospects. - But he said that last time.

That kind of thinking is what I'm talking about.

Focus on the good.

There's so much of it in your life right now.

I'm terrified.

It just means you're doing it right.

-"It?" - Life.

Hey, is it hard for you to, you know, talk about--

- No. - You didn't even know what I was going to say.

You were going to ask me if it's hard for me

to talk about your IVF journey since mine didn't work.

Your joy is my joy.

You're my best friend.

Meeting you at that IVF support group

was the only God-forsaken thing

I got out of that process.

Oh, come on, we would have met anyways.

- One day. - Maybe.

What? I'm an actress, you're a publicist.

You're an actress who didn't know she needed a new publicist

until I saw what you were posting on Instagram.

Oh, okay, okay.

Hashtag wine emoji.

- Hashtag night out. - Stop.

You haven't heard anything?

Honey, I would tell you right away.

Come one. Come on, Oz. Come on.

I know, it's just...

so hard waiting.

I know.

Do you think all of our embryos died,

and he's just gathering the nerve to tell us?

He said it would take a few days.

It just doesn't feel like it should be this hard

to get your body to do something

you literally begged it not to do from ages 14 to 30.

It's hard for everyone.

In different ways.

Do you mean that about Adeline?

Look, I know you don't like to talk about it

because of the accident, but--

I don't mind.

You clam up

every time I ask you about her.

- No, I don't. - But you're doing it right now.

She was my wife, Anna.

The love of my life.

Until I met you.

And...

the way that she died,

no one gets over that.

I'm sorry.

What do you want to know?

I know you planned to eventually,

but did you two ever...

try?

For kids? No.

Why not?

It just wasn't in the cards for us.

Anna.

What?

It's okay, it's okay.

It must have come out of one of these trees.

Did you know humans swallow a pound of spiders

in their sleep over an average lifetime?

That is an old wives' tale.

I don't know.

Anna,

- did you leave these out? - Okay, go.

What?

No, I put them back in the fridge last night.

Then why are they on the counter?

Wait, did Yvette come today?

She comes every other Friday.

No, I-I know when she comes.

I'm just--

It's okay, babe. You're on a ton of meds,

you got a lot on your mind.

Sure you're up for dinner with Talia and Theo tonight?

'Cause...

- Of course. - ...we can cancel.

No, it'll be good for me

to take my mind off of embryos and...

embryos.

Is it okay if we meet there?

I need to check in on the gallery.

Of course.

- Sorry I'm late. - Hey.

Oh, you're not.

We're just always psychotically early.

Theo was raised by hoarders.

- Must you? Always? - I say it out of love, darling.

Oh, wine?

Oh, uh, no thanks.

Just a bit, for good luck.

First of all,

to Anna and her massive success of late.

Hear, hear.

No one more deserving.

Though I must say,

I could barely make it through the film.

It scared the living daylights out of me.

Uh, I thought it was brilliant.

- Well-- - Theo's much smarter

- than I am. - She only says that

'cause she knows it's not true.

And here's to Dex

for his soon-to-be smashing success with our new show.

What new show?

I never, ever say this, Dexter,

but you were right. For once.

The artist I flew to Berlin to meet with,

Talia didn't respond to her.

Oh, no, don't sugarcoat it.

I loathed her work.

But Dex persuaded me to take a chance, and...

We're almost sold out.

Sold out? Before even opening?

I know. Crazy, crazy.

Well, what's her name?

I was honestly shocked I didn't respond to her,

considering she looked so much like Adeline.

Oh, God, I wish

she could see you now. She'd be so proud, Dex.

Talia...

I can feel her spirit

with us right now.

- Jesus. - Can't you?

Excuse me.

Any word from Dr. Baby Maker?

Do you think Dex is still in love with her?

Who? Adeline?

Honey, she's dead.

I just sometimes feel like I can never...

...live up to her.

I'm sorry.

Just too many hormones and...

It's okay. Let it out.

What's your biggest fear?

That my eggs are so old and dusty

my baby's gonna come out a spider.

Okay, well, your odds of that happening

are fantastically low.

And I promise you, if that does happen,

I will help you raise this little spider-baby

as if it crawled out of my own womb.

You're unbelievable.

Anna, I am so sorry.

No, it's fine.

It's not. I'm a massive cunt.

I've really got to stop drinking so much.

I say the stupidest things.

Talia, she was your best friend.

Of course she's going to come up in conversation.

You miss her a lot.

I really do.

And the funny thing is,

you two would have loved each other.

I just know it.

Do you mind if I ask to switch tables?

There's a little devil nearby

who won't stop whining at his parents about the menu.

Why anyone would bring their child

to a place like this boggles my mind.

But, honestly, why anyone would want a child

boggles my mind, so...

Oh, I don't know about that.

You wait your whole childhood

to be free to make your own choices,

and then what choice do you make?

To create an unnecessary being

who contributes to global warming,

who feeds on your body

and whose survival you're responsible for.

That's a great color on you.

Oh.

Have it.

Oh, no, I don't look good in red.

- I insist. - Uh...

Anna? Coming?

Yeah.

It's Dr. Hill.

Okay.

Okay, Anna's with me now.

I have some good news.

We have two embryos still developing,

both in excellent condition,

so the odds that one will be viable are very strong.

We'll move forward with a transfer day after tomorrow.

The day after tomorrow?

Yeah, uh, Thursday.

Um, I'm sorry, Dr. Hill,

would it be terrible if we did Friday?

Anna.

I have Andy Cohen on Thursday.

Well, I mean, as we discussed,

Ms. Alcott, the sooner we do the embryo transfer,

the better its chances of implanting successfully.

I-I know, but--

But, all right. Of cour-- It's your choice.

Let's do Friday.

- Thank you. - All right.

11:00 a.m., my office.

I'll see you there.

Anna...

Honey, I know, but I have to.

All right.

Hey, does that artist really look like Adeline?

Sonia? Not at all.

Ms. Alcott, I-I have to say,

I'm growing just a tad concerned.

Look, I just-- I just need you to change the appointment

to another time.

Literally any time. You pick.

Okay, I ju...

Someone hacked into my calendar.

Well, I'm very sorry to hear that, dear.

Um, does 10:00 a.m. work? Same day?

That's great.

Thank you.

I mean, sorry, but it all kind of sounds like

par for the shitty course to me.

Courteney Cox had some freak

break into her house

and steal her lingerie three times.

The cops did nothing.

They think if a woman's in the public eye,

she's looking to be harassed.

It's sick.

Spin for me.

You're a vision.

How do you feel?

Oh, honey.

You're okay.

But whatever you do, don't cry. I got you.

Your face cannot get puffy for Andy.

Help me welcome the star of the most upsetting movie

I have seen in a long time:

Anna Victoria Alcott.

It is so great to have you.

I got to tell you something, I loved this movie,

even though, I have to tell you, I have not slept a wink

since I saw it. For real.

Well, I have not slept a wink since we shot it, so...

I bet.

This part is so good, it seems like

any actress would kill for it.

Andy, you are absolutely right.

And I did kill someone for the part.

You did?

But I can't tell you who.

Well, that was gonna be my next question.

I can give you a hint, though.

No one will miss him.

I know.

Tom Sandoval.

Uh, no, but I fucked Tom Sandoval

to get on this show.

Oh, can I-- Can I say that?

Yes, we're gonna bleep it out.

I love it.

Hey, are you okay?

It's all good. You are so much

more charming than most people.

You on a bad day

is like Hilary Swank on a great one, you know?

Thanks?

Oh, my God.

We just got a "maybe" from Time 100.

Fuck yes.

Siobhan?

Oh, my God. Andy's so funny.

Those dolls are really making a comeback, I guess.

They're discontinued.

eBay, baby.

Dex?

Babe?

Dex!

Hey, babe.

Where the fuck are you?

What? Are you okay?

Are you, are you at a fucking party?

Babe, I'm at my opening.

What?

My opening.

Your opening?

You didn't-- You didn't tell me that that was--

We talked about it,

decided it was too much for you with Andy Cohen

and the transfer in the morning.

I'm-I'm coming.

Come on, Anna! Show us that smile!

Let us see that pretty smile.

- There you go. - You look fantastic.

Turn around, let us see the back side!

One more, over here!

I used my own menstrual blood in this one.

You-you must--

Sonia.

Shawcross. The artist.

I love that lip color on you, by the way.

Oh, thanks.

You never wear red.

I'm a big fan of yours, you know.

And your husband's.

- Hey, hey. - Oh, my God.

You scared me.

Let's go outside.

No, I'm-I'm-I'm fine.

You're not fine.

- What? - Shh.

Okay, don't "shh" me.

You can't bring this in here.

This is my night.

The big day. You excited?

Okay.

Well, I thought you'd like to see.

This is your little guy.

Or gal.

Or "they," as the kids say.

All ready for your embryo transfer, Ms. Alcott?

Is anybody else allowed back here?

Only medical personnel.

Oh, spread your legs a little wider for me, would you?

All right.

Okay.

This should be

relatively painless.

Baby...

How you feeling?

Uh, I'm...

...groggy.

Can I get you some tea?

No?

A snack?

Look.

Our embryo's watching over you while you rest.

Right next to your mom.

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