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Has anyone heard the baby cry?

Not a soul.

Then Her Majesty has forbidden anyone to enter.

Then who delivered the infant?

Her Majesty did.

Your Grace, Her Majesty the Queen is not presently

accepting visitors.

I am not a visitor.

I am her sister.

Your Highness.

It is Elizabeth.

Congratulations, sister.

You're firstborn.

and an heir to the throne at last.

May I see the child?

Mary.

Stay back.

Please. I beg of you.

Is it a boy, sister?

It is a monster.

Who else is in here, sister?

Is this how you speak to your queen?

She is not our queen.

Who... Who are you?

Do not need to know.

Yet. No time will come.

You were happy, baby.

Oh, he's very happy.

He has waited over 6,000 years to be born.

Please.

Please do not take him.

You made us a promise.

A promise you cannot break.

The most fruitful reign in England's history in exchange for him. For him.

Sister.

You... You promised your child.

You will too.

I will never promise my child to anyone for anything.

Then you shall be barren.

Leave. Leave!

I love you.

Thank you.

Anna?

Anna?

What are you doing out here?

Why did you lie to me?

What?

You thought you wouldn't get caught?

Get caught doing what?

Sweetheart, you're scaring me. I saw you. And her. Who?

Sonia, the artist. I saw you guys together in town.

I told you.

We're doing a pop-up of her show at that gallery here.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

It's okay.

It's okay.

Kamala and I saw her in town.

Who?

Miss Preacher.

Miss Preacher?

I think she's the one who's been hacking into my calendar app, so I changed the

password. Don't talk to her.

What if she knows something? Cora said she's a psycho freak who's always at the

office spewing conspiracy theories.

Remember?

You weren't there when Cora told me that.

She told us both that when we were checking out after our ultrasound.

Honey, it's okay.

You just hurt the baby's heartbeat.

It was a lot.

I want to go back to Dr. Hill tomorrow just to make sure.

Dex, I felt something.

Of course.

We can go after your meeting with Siobhan.

I'll come with you.

Bedtime?

I just need a minute.

Miss Alcott?

Are you bleeding again?

Nicolette, what are you doing here so late?

I'm usually here all day.

Sorry, what are you holding?

It's, um, a dead animal.

But I'm not sure if it's dead, so... Oh, my God. I'm an animal lover, so I'm

seeing if I can nurse it.

Back to life.

It doesn't appear to be moving.

Go home to your own baby, Nicolette.

I'm sorry.

Hey, pretty.

Come here.

Did you hear that noise downstairs earlier?

Dex, I'm not making it up.

I'm sorry. I don't mean to be an asshole.

i just i just want a normal night with my wife

Looking good.

Woo! Woo!

Dex? Yeah, babe?

Ready.

Oh my god, Anna, hi. How you feeling?

Golden Globe noms are so soon.

Hey, Derek. Good luck with the Ashleys.

Anna?

Meet the Ashleys.

Hi, I'm Ashley. I'm Ashley. She's E-I-G-H. I spell it the normal way. Fuck

you, Ashley.

Ashley and Ashley are the top crisis PR experts in the country.

Crisis PR?

I mean, are you sure I need that?

Is that a serious question?

Babe. Your Q rating is in the toilet.

Like, lower than the toilet.

It's in the sewer system. Like, it wishes that we're lingering in an

outhouse.

The Golden Globe nominations are right around the corner, and we need to rehab

your image ASAP. I know that.

But I thought that's why you got me the cover of Vogue. Honey, one Vogue cover

isn't gonna cut it. These ladies have repped Demi Lovato, Louis C.K., Will and

Jada, Alec and Hilaria, Paula Deen, Vanessa Lachey, and Meryl Streep.

What did Meryl do?

Exactly.

So what? I go on The View and tell some story about... I don't know. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I don't mean that to be rude. The View? Why? The View

died 20 years before Barbara Walters. Let's be honest.

You're going to make a real... A what?

Oh, no, no. Siobhan, I told you I'm getting off Instagram for my mental

health. Well, what's worse for your mental health? A harmless app or the

death of your dream?

We are going to renew and revitalize your image by creating your own personal

viral feminist anthem.

Okay, sorry, that just sounds, you know, a little cringe.

Oh, really?

Cringe? Anna, these ladies can turn a shit sandwich into a Fabergé egg.

We are going to break the internet with your reel in which you take back your

image, your narrative.

Your body.

Can I think about it?

Sure. You can think about anything you want.

You could think about hanging yourself. That could do wonders for your image.

If you want to be known as Anna Victoria Vomcott for the rest of your life, no

one's stopping you. But if you want to be known as a once-in-a-lifetime artist,

an innovator, a cultural weathervane, and the definition of a moment... You

know where to find us.

Home sweet.

Sort of.

Home.

Kamal, we have a guest room for you down here. Well, it's an office that will be

turned into a nursery, but... I can sleep anywhere.

I'm easy.

What is that?

The security system my company installed.

After the intrusion.

Is it a camera?

A sensor.

me. Fertinia, this is my house.

Well, I was hoping you'd be just a bit happier to see me.

Oh, can you pass me that towel, dear?

Mom.

Oh, Dex.

Wow. Hi.

Why didn't you tell us you were coming? And who let you in? Doorman, darling.

I wanted to welcome you two back home.

We're just here for the night. What an awful time you've had of it. I want to

do all I can to help.

What are mothers-in-law for?

Thank you. That's sweet.

I need a moment alone with my son.

She seems very uptight, even for her.

Mom. I'm sorry, darling. I just want you to be happy.

I am.

No one knows better than I do how hard it is to be the balanced one in a

marriage.

I don't see my marriage that way.

Well, good.

Glad to hear it.

Maybe you two won't turn out like your father and I did after all.

You don't know what Anna's been through.

Sure, it's terribly difficult being a young, beautiful actress.

That's not all she is, Mom.

Don't you think? I think it's sort of amazing that someone whose job it is to

convey others' emotions is so masterful at hiding her own.

You need to be gentler with her.

She's not going to break. She just had a miscarriage, Mom.

God,

I'm so sorry, darling.

Thank you.

This probably isn't the best time to tell you that I need your help.

With what?

I'm suing your father.

I need you to testify on my behalf.

Okay, now, are you feeling any nausea?

Yeah, but like I said, I felt something.

The feeling of movement.

Okay. Uh-huh. Right. Any breath tenderness?

Yeah, a little bit.

Uh-huh. But it was mostly the...

The movement thing.

Well, like we said, that's not possible.

Oh.

My God.

I almost never say this, but I think I was wrong.

Your baby is very much alive. That is its heartbeat.

Our baby's okay.

We're going to have a family.

But how did this happen?

What about the bleeding?

The missing heartbeat.

Oh. Well, it's unusual, but I think what you've been experiencing is something

that we call vanishing twin syndrome.

Sorry.

Vanishing twins?

Yeah. When a woman is pregnant with multiples and one of the embryos isn't

viable, that embryo is expelled.

So now you're saying I was pregnant with twins?

Yeah, it's possible. Why didn't you see that earlier?

It can be very difficult to determine if a woman is pregnant with multiples

before 12 weeks or so. But hey, this is good news.

I'll have a copy of your sonogram printed out for you and...

Cora will set up your next appointment.

Thank you.

Congratulations

to

you both.

Miss Alcott?

That woman.

Dex, did you see her? Who, babe?

That woman!

Miss Preacher? No.

Nurse Ivy.

I didn't see anything.

Are you sure it's the same woman, babe?

Let's just get some dinner.

We have something to celebrate.

All right?

Incredibly, you come even faster the more often we fuck.

Well, that's your fault.

You're amazing.

I know.

You remember our agreement, right?

Never tell Anna about this.

Good boy.

But why, darling?

I love you.

Ew. No, you don't. I do.

That's pathetic.

I mean, I'm using you, and you're using me.

There's nothing wrong with a little transactional sex.

Or transactional anything and everything, for that matter.

Same time Thursday?

You're leaving so soon.

Some of us actually have real jobs.

Oh, by the way, I saw that interview you did with GQ Online.

And when they asked you how you came up with the plot of the auteur, and you

said something like, it just came to me.

You sound even fucking stupider than you already are.

But I... I mean, we know what happened, Hamish.

But no one else can. Got it?

Otherwise, I break your dick off.

It's my body.

I'll vomit if I need to.

It's a way to expel poisons, toxins that can kill and infect.

It's my body. I'll bleed if I need to.

It's called menstruation.

Deal with it.

If men could do it, it would be considered a sacrament.

Today, I say no more shame, no more guilt. It's my body. And to be clear,

defecation and gas are acts of nature.

Hold nothing in.

Release centuries of repression.

I know I finally am.

It's my body.

I'll make myself orgasm if I have to.

Men do it on average five times a week. Women, five times a year.

It's my body.

I'll get an abortion if I need to.

It's my body. I'm an everyday woman who vomits, menstruates, orgasms, and

defecates. So I'll say it again.

It's my body. I appreciate it. I tend to it the way a gardener lovingly tends to

her dahlia. It's my body, and we only get one. Now's the time for our

generation to get it right. No more shame over sickness, sexual acts,

natural acts, and rites of passage.

Am I right, ladies?

Right. Oh, and about that recent viral moment where I got sick on stage

accepting an award?

You made me feel bad, social media.

You made me cry.

turned a lifetime-sought triumph into a dark night of the soul.

But you know what?

No more tears.

Because here's the truth.

I didn't get sick because I drank too much or ate too many carbs on Ozempic.

And if you're on Ozempic, guess what? It's your body.

I got sick because I'm pregnant.

It's my body.

And I'll get pregnant when I want to.

Which is now. It's National Women's Reproductive Health and Sexual Awareness

Month. And I am celebrating all we can do and all we can be.

It's my body!

I told you, Ashley.

I told you, Ashley.

The views are climbing.

Taylor Swift just reposted. We are fucking geniuses.

Always. Forever.

How is Anna feeling?

Still irritable?

Mom.

She's pregnant.

I don't understand why every woman feels the need to get pregnant. There are

other things in life, you know.

Did you not want to get pregnant with me?

You didn't have a choice in my day.

Abortions were butchery until I was already married.

The idea of a married woman getting an abortion was unheard of, unless you were

poor.

Well, Anna really wants to be a mother.

Her mom died when she was only three weeks old. She never got a chance to

have that special bond, so... So now she wants to manufacture it for herself

before it's too late.

I want to have a family too.

It's always about the next accessory.

Why a woman would choose a baby over a collection of fine German vibrators is

beyond me.

Let's just get into it.

You don't want an espresso first?

Well, all right, then.

Your father is, as we know, a complicated man.

Of course, there was a time in my life when I loved him, but over the course of

the work I've done with Eugenia... Eugenia's a quack.

She's a brilliant psychotherapist.

who happens to be one of the foremost experts in recovered memories of satanic

ritual abuse.

That's why she's a quack, Mom.

We've been doing some very deep work over the last year.

I haven't bothered you with it because I wanted to respect your boundaries, but

the time has come when I must reclaim my power.

Dad did not satanically abuse you. I know it can't be easy to hear, but your

father spent years drugging me.

And forcing untold hideous acts upon me, the likes of which I will likely never

know.

What makes you think this? I don't think it, darling. I lived it. You just, what,

repressed this knowledge until you were bored enough to want it to resurface?

I've always had membranous memories.

I assumed they were just nightmares.

Eugenia helped me to trust myself.

Jesus, fuck.

Jesus has nothing to do with this, sweetheart.

Satan does.

Thank you.

I gotta take this.

Hey, son.

Congratulations, Mama.

These came for you.

Thank you. Of course.

I loved your reel.

So inspiring.

I kind of had a feeling. I can't explain it. You know, I told myself, Nicolette,

you are going crazy.

But I just knew you were pregnant.

Are you hungry? I seasoned some Japanese Kobe cuts for you guys. No, I'm okay.

I'm actually going to lie down. Of course. I'm so sorry. I just get so

excited when women are expecting.

You know, it feels like... I know this is going to sound corny, but I don't

know. It feels like a sisterhood.

Well, I'll get out of your hair and congratulations once again, Ms. Alcott.

Thank you.

Of course.

Performance in a Motion Picture, Drama.

Sarah Wilson, The Ice Heart. Tina Sanders, Watch Where You Stand.

Donna Nelson, Silent Echoes.

Babette Eno, Daddy Do You Love Me?

Anna Victoria Alcott, The Encore.