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Oh, no.

Sonia.

Adeline.

My babies...

Who are you?

Happy anniversary!

What the hell did you do?

Well, I bought you a puppy,

- Dex. - Duh. Oh, his name is Oz

but we can rename him if you want.

W--? How are we gonna take care of a puppy?

What do you mean?

- I'm always at the restaurant. - Yeah. I can walk him.

You should have talked to me about this.

I wanted to surprise you.

Yeah, but we're grown-ups. We can't just, like...

you know, do things impulsively without...

I mean, come on.

You talk to me like I'm your child.

It feels that way, sometimes.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, I just...

I really appreciate the gesture...

But...

We're not ready.

You're 30.

And running my own fucking business.

Oh. Don't get all defensive.

I got to get to work.

How are we ever gonna have kids if you don't even want a dog?

I don't know if I want kids, Dex.

And I told you this.

And you said you wanted to marry me anyway.

And it was the best decision I ever made.

I love you.

More than I will ever love anyone.

Hey, Lena.

Hi, Chef. - Hi.

Afternoon, Chef.

Afternoon, Cristin. Nice boots.

Always a legend, Nat.

Thank you.

What do we got, Pauls? Hey, Chef.

Spring minestrone verde with a pistachio lemon pistou.

Nice.

Okay.

Yeah, just give it a little salt.

But excellent.

- You got it. - And over here,

I'm playing with a royal trumpet paella

- with almonds and red pepper. - Okay.

Remember,

I named this restaurant Hestia because it means hearth.

Hestia's the Greek goddess of the hearth,

home, hospitality.

And what we get to do here is redefine domesticity.

Okay, we get to show the world that it's possible

to be both soft and strong.

That the people who historically tended our hearths

were, in fact, warriors.

I know, I know. It's cheesy...

but it's true.

Right? And it's important, and--

And...

it is our responsibility

to carry on their age-old tradition of matriarchal care

and nourishment with elegance and grace.

All right, let's do it.

Ave Hestia!

Go home, Paula. You sure?

You've cleaned that spot, what, six times now?

- I'll walk you to the train. - I'm fine.

I, uh...

just need some time alone.

Dex is driving me nuts right now.

- Night, Chef. - Night.

Salve, o puer.

Ave Hestia.

Vivant liberi Domini nostri.

Salve, o puer.

Ave Hestia.

Vivant liberi Domini nostri.

Oh, geez.

Hi, Addie.

Don't call me that.

You've done wonders with this place.

What do you want?

To see my sister.

Is that a crime?

Breaking into a restaurant is.

But I didn't "break in."

I just appeared. You know that.

Just like I didn't turn those knobs on the stove.

Cute how you told your chef to take off

so you can have "alone time."

I mean, what could you say?

"Please leave so I can confront my evil twin

who I pretend doesn't exist"?

Let's play.

No.

Just once.

For old times' sake.

Leave. Me. Alone.

Okay, I will.

I promise.

If you can beat me.

Ah.

I start.

I like your accent, by the way.

I can't quite nail American.

I'm happy to see you doing so well.

I am.

Does your husband know?

Does your staff?

Your little best friend?

God, does anyone in your life?

I'm never coming back, Sonia.

Shit!

Ugh.

Your turn.

Addie, we need you.

You don't need anything.

You know that's not true.

What you need...

you take without permission.

But I already left.

And I know too much to ever go back.

Was it worth it?

Giving it all up to marry some milquetoast man?

I left because our mission was wrong.

And I'm sure you're making a much more significant difference

with your little... vegan feminist utopia?

I don't need to make a difference.

I just want a simple life.

Nothing you do or say can change who you are.

You can leave or not leave.

Come back or not come back.

You'll always be one of us.

You were born into it.

We don't have to stay where we're born.

You weren't always like this.

Wasn't I?

God, I can't remember.

What is the matter, dear?

I can't do it, Mother.

I want to help people, not hurt them.

Who is to say what is helping and what is hurtin'?

Lying is hurting.

And what if we are lying for the greater good?

But what you're asking Mother is not for the greater good.

It is only for her good.

You deserved that, I'm afraid.

I did not, Mother.

Do you dare contradict me... darling?

I'm sorry, Mother.

I cut myself open for you,

and your sister, to enter this world.

Thank you, Mother.

I laid down my life.

And you repay me with what? Insolence?!

I do not want to create evil, Mother.

You stupid, stupid thing.

We cannot create anythin'.

We are women.

We're not allowed to!

We can only choose whether to be right or happy.

And which are you, Mother?

I made the only choice.

Now...

Finish the placenta, Sonia.

Really, Mother?

There will be more.

I'm so sorry I hurt you, dear.

Look.

Now we are the same.

Come here, dear.

Kneel.

Blood-bound.

Together.

Forever.

Salve, o puer.

Ave Satanas.

Vivant liberi Domini nostri.

Salve, o puer.

Ave Satanas.

Vivant liberi Domini nostri.

Salve, o puer.

Ave Satanas.

Vivant liberi Domini nostri.

Salve, o puer. Ave Satanas.

Vivant liberi Domini nostri.

Salve, o puer.

Ave Satanas.

I still don't understa

She must've tripped when she was cleaning up and...

Yeah, I don't buy it.

What do you think happened?

I don't know.

She-she keeps talking about her sister.

I mean, I've heard her sister's sick,

but I don't think that she's capable of something like this.

Adeline's traumatized by her.

Traumatized by her whole family. They're all nightmares.

She won't even tell me their names.

Well, I'm sorry to hear that, son.

Yeah.

I hope she heals quickly.

All right, Dad. You take care.

You, too.

No more.

What do you mean?

That boy's a mess.

So is that crazy wife of his.

She's not crazy.

She's something.

Always in some sort of fucking trouble.

Their life is chaos.

That's not true.

Because we've enabled them all these years.

I don't think we've enabled them.

Don't you fucking contradict me!

You insisted we buy that...

grotesque death box of a condo for them.

And throw that gag-inducing wedding.

I thought it was nice.

I'm calling Robbie tomorrow.

- Having him cut them off. - Dexter.

Boy calls himself an artist.

He's a piece of shit, is what he is.

He's our only child.

What the hell did I just tell you

about contradicting me?

I just think we need to be gentler with him.

Mm, it's not very you.

No, I think not.

Um, here we have our princess-cut diamonds.

Oh, God, even the name is so infantilizing.

The wedding-industrial complex has become

akin to planning a six-year-old's birthday party.

Uh, I can show you our cushion-cuts.

- Or perhaps you may like-- - Which is the most expensive?

- Sorry? - What sort of engagement rings

do newly minted billionaires buy?

Let me find our owner.

Talia?

I sold the company.

What?

I sold my startup.

Oh, my God.

I didn't know that you were looking to sell.

Well, I wasn't. A buyer came out of nowhere.

Offer no one could refuse.

For a billion dollars?

1.2 to be precise.

What?

What are you gonna do now?

Uh, invest in Dex's gallery.

What gallery?

The gallery that's going to give your husband

an actual career.

He's a painter.

Would you buy one of his paintings

if you weren't married to him?

Exactly.

Wow.

It's really a generous offer, Talia, but--

And didn't his father just cut off

his little monthly allowance?

What's your plan?

You're still in debt from opening Hestia, darling.

We'll figure it out. We'll sell the apartment.

Or-or you could just tell him if he grows some balls

and comes to work with me,

I can make his dreams come true.

Why are you doing this?

Because I love you.

And I want you to have it all.

Sorry to bother you, Chef.

Number 29 wants to speak to you.

Uh, nope.

She ordered the 2008 Patrimony Cab.

Fuck.

Excuse me.

I just wanted to give compliments on the meal.

Leave me the fuck alone.

- All of you. - I haven't even ordered dessert.

Get out of my restaurant.

Ooh, you are going to regret saying that.

The only thing I regret is not leaving sooner.

I know what it's like out there, Adeline.

You're brave to try it.

But you don't have to fight anymore.

Oh, I'm not.

Oh, there's a much easier, softer way.

- That's bullshit. - Hmm.

Are you even happy with him?

You don't even really love him, do you?

- Get out. - One more thing.

Mm.

They miss you.

Get those fucking things away from me.

And they are growing up so fast.

You don't want keep your baby's teeth as a keepsake?

Get out of my restaurant right now.

Such handsome little creatures

you grew in your own womb.

Chef?

We need you in the kitchen.

Right away.

I was just leaving.

Mm, I heard

the dessert here is dry anyway.

Sometimes you just need a little dairy.

Will that be all?

Babe?

You home?

I'll be right out.

Fuck.

You okay?

Yeah.

I just got my period.

It took me a bit to come around to it, but

I'm excited.

And extremely grateful.

Hmm, me, too.

I know nothing about art, but it's high time I go into it.

Isn't that what you're supposed to do when you're filthy rich?

To Harding Gallery.

Hear, hear.

Let me take a photo of you two to celebrate.

Ooh, lovely.

Let me take a photo of the four of you.

Okay.

Thanks, Cristin.

Okay.

This framing is a hate crime.

Let's take one at the bar.

- Okay. - Okay.

Dex in the middle.

Oh, thank you.

And you next to me, doll.

It's my good side.

Beautiful.

What do you think?

- So cute. - I can take more if you like.

- Love it. - Let me see.

It's just wonderful. We look so happy, young,

fresh.

Well.

I think we really should be going.

- I have my trainer at 4:00. - That's in five hours.

No rest for the wicked.

Thank you as always

for the only good vegan food

- I've ever had. - Thank you.

- Mwah. - Congratulations.

Seriously, you are a genius.

Come here, Dex. Mwah.

- Mwah. - We'll have such fun.

I'll walk you to the door.

Hey, you okay?

I'm fine.

You're not very convincing.

- Darling, don't pry. - Sorry.

I'll see you at the engagement party.

Can't wait.

Bye.

You guys can take off.

I got it.

Well, I said it before, I'll say it again

I'm sure a million times in our lifetime:

you were right.

You make a great team.

And just because you're opening a gallery

doesn't mean you can't keep painting.

I was lousy at it anyway.

- Don't say that. - No, it's true.

- You are the artist. - Mm.

And I'm your loving and deeply admiring husband.

You okay?

I have to tell you something.

What is it, babe?

I love you.

- I'll see you at home. - No way.

I like finishing the night here alone, you know that.

- Are you sure? - Mm-hmm.

Adeline, I...

Love of my life.

You've reached Adeline.

I can't get to the phone right now.

Salve, o puer. Ave Hestia.

Vivant liberi Domini nostri.

Salve, o puer. Ave Hestia.

Vivant liberi Domino nostri.

Salve, puer. Ave Satanas.

Vivant liberi Domini nostri.

Hello?

Hello?

This is how you were made!

Erase his memory.

Welcome.

Apostate.

Who is she?

Who is she?

You must guess.

Why do you hate me?

I love you.

You're my sister.

You can never escape your family.

You're not my family.

I renounced you.

Don't you see, darling?

You have no power other than what She gives you.

And takes away.

You did all this...

to prove your loyalty to her? You fool.

We did this to punish you.

As if defecting wasn't enough,

you married him to give her the middle finger.

Who are you to speak?

You tried to leave, too.

Enough!

Who. Are. You?

Guess. - Guess.

I never wanted to betray you.

We live in a world that wants to see me fail.

I didn't have a choice.

You sold your soul to sell your company.

Did you carry a creature?

She carried several.

Her womb is quite hospitable.

You never did seem curious about those work trips

she kept taking.

Mm. She was very self-involved.

You're not partnering with him.

Oh, she's going to do more than that.

She's going to pair him with his new wife.

She will be the one to carry and birth

the purest product possible.

It's disgusting.

Motherhood is always a blessing.

Mother!

I really do love you, you know.

Nothing more fruitful for the complexion

than fetal fluids.

Youth.

Beauty.

Take hold of me.

Mother!

Domini nostri!

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