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Hi, Sam.

Hi, Dr. Akoya.

How are you doing?

I'm okay.

Been behaving yourself?

Well, you're about to find out.

You might find some evidence in there.

Gosh, you're so crazy.

I can see you haven't
been behaving yourself.

You've got a belly full
of dicks there, young lady.

Oh, God!

- Sam, you must stop.
- Sorry.

Okay, shall we take a look?

Fine.

Okay. Anyway,

I was just kidding. I haven't
done anythi-ing.

Okay?

Yeah.

Right. Okay.

All good. All normal.

Okay. Normal, like... for my age?

How close am I?

Close to...

Like, have I shut down down there?

Am I a man yet?

Please tell me I'm close to being a man.

No more periods.

Sam, I hate to tell you,

but you have the reproductive system

of a 16-year-old.

Oh, my God.

Yeah. Your tubes are ripe and working.

Jesus, that's so weird.

Why?

I don't know. I just... Because...

Ew! Shut up. Stop talking about me.

Okay. All right.

Talk about you. When are you due?

Any bloody minute, as you can see.

Can I feel?

- Yeah, of course.
- Ohh!

Hello, there, baby.

Your mommy's a doctor.

And your daddy's a... Uh, writer?

Yeah, yeah. He, uh, well,
he's trying to write.

Mm.

So this is so weird.

Um, I went to Dr. Akoya today.

She pregnant?

Yeah.

- Really?
- Oh, my God.

I know. That's annoying.

- Why?
- I don't know.

She should take a leave of
absence when she's pregnant.

- Why?
- I don't know.

Oh, baby, are you pausing yet?

No. Okay, so this is the weird thing.

I assumed, you know.

I thought I was at
the end of the rope here,

and I was kind of hoping that
she was going to say that.

But apparently I have
the reproductive system

of a 16-year-old. Like,

my tubes are really good,

and my eggs are still coming,

and I'm fully functional and productive

and just the reproductive
system of a 16-year-old.

Hmm.

Did I fart? What's wrong?

But your eggs are... fried.

Right? I mean, they're... rotten.

It's not like you can make anything.

Um...

Do you want to have a baby?

- No. I just...
- Then why did you bring it up?

I just thought it was funny.

Oh. Well, it is. It's funny.

Um, okay.

I think I'm going to have the s'mores.

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As long as you're doing all this,

can you help me out
on the chin a little?

Do I have to be an alien

who's also an aging lady with whiskers?

Don't women on the planet Zeepzop

get electrolysis or whatever?

No, but seriously, can you...

Hi, Sam.

Oh. Hi.

So, um, this is just...

I'm sorry, but thank you so much.

What?

Uh, you can get out of
that make-up and go home.

Home to the hotel?

No. Home to Los Angeles.

Oh.

Oh.

Got it. I'm fired.

No. Not exactly.

They decided that,

instead of the Horvan
Crystal getting destroyed

and then having to come
back to the planet

to seek the source,
they're just going to go

straight to the Peevan Galaxy.

Oh. No. Totally.

Also, we, uh, would really appreciate it

if you didn't divulge any of
the story points to the public

or post any selfies
while still in make-up.

Copy that.

Hi.

Can we smoke in your cab?

How many kids do you have, Curtis?

I got four kids, man.

Are any of them named Curtis?

Uh-huh. No, them all girl, you see,

but I'm on working on
getting me a Curtis,

and I will not quit until I get me one.

So how many kids you got, darling?

I have three girls.

Is the daddy a good man?

Um... uh...

I get the picture.

That's why, cuz,

I will never, never leave my children.

Never.

Yeah, so you get to
tuck them in every night,

right, Daddy?

Soon come. They live in Jamaica.

- Yoo-hoo!
- Hi, Mom.

- Hello, darling.
- No, no, no, no, no, no.

- Hi.
- Don't come over here.

Don't come over here. Don't come...

Have a good day, Mom.

- What are you doing?
- I got to go...

What are you doing?

I just got back from working in Canada.

Canada? You know, it's legal
to be a prostitute there.

Fascinating, isn't it?

If you're not a child.

It's illegal to pay for a prostitute,

but it's legal to be one.

Oh. Good. Well, anyway...

... they let me go a day early, so...

Where are the girls?

Well, I assume they're here,

although they don't answer
their phones to torture me.

Susie's with them.

Oh. Why didn't you ask me to watch them

- when you were gone?
- Oh, that's okay.

Well, anyway, it's impossible

because I couldn't have done

because we have a neighborhood
watch meeting

to discuss disaster response.

Mom, I want to go inside now.

Yes. I know.

- Okay.
- Hold on a minute

because what I wanted to tell you

was that I'm building up my muscles.

And look. Look at my arm.

- That's good. Good.
- No, look. Feel it.

- Nope.
- Because what's interesting

is that my nail is falling off,

- and that's disgusting.
- No. Mom, I don't...

The muscles are really, really good.

- Go on, feel them, Sam.
- No.

Let me see yours, then.

No, Mom! I don't want to stand outside

and compare bodies with you
like we're grooming chimps.

I'm sorry.

Time to go home now, though.

You certainly told me.

Yes. Home. Now.

All right.

Ohh.

Oh, shit.

Oh, shit.

Hello.

No, Mom. I mean, you weren't even
supposed to be home today.

We would have cleaned it all up.

This... This doesn't even count.

Sam?

Hi, Susie.

Hi.

Susie, I didn't mean it.

I didn't mean hi.

Sorry.

Where is Duke?

Duke is sleeping at Lam's house,

and Max...

I don't give a shit
where Max is right now.

Mom, you're freakazoid.

Please stop freaking out

so we don't have to send
you to a mental hospital.

This is what I'm going to do.

I'm going to go upstairs
and take a long nap,

like Susie got to,

and then I'm going to come downstairs,

and all of this is going
to be cleaned up.

Mom, I can't. I have soccer, remember?

Are you taking me to soccer?

I'll take her.

Hello.

Hi, Mom.

Hello, darling.

Uh, tell me about your muscles

and the water thing.

You can do it now if you want.

Oh. Well, you know Marshall Sanders.

Uh, well, he's the watch commander,

and his wife died last year,

and I don't know whether
I'm making it up,

but I think he's got his eye on me

because do you remember how he looked
at me in the grocery store?

And then I thought to myself,

God, "watch commander"... Aptly named.

But I might be wrong. Anyway,

but the thing is,

I was very, very pleased

that he chose me to
be in charge of water

because I thought it was
quite a responsible position,

don't you think? It is, isn't it?

And so I've got to be very on the ball

in case there's an earthquake.

Uh, and then he'll be pleased with me,

don't you think?

Anyway,

so the doctor says
I'm losing muscle mass,

- but he's a liar.
- Uh-huh.

And he can't tell me
what's happening to my body

because I know.

So I'm trying to decide
if I should sue him.

What do you think?

And then he'd stop.

Phil.

Yes, darling?

Do you have any vodka?

I always have vodka.

What was the name of the man

that you were dating
when you met my dad?

Audrey.

That's right.

That's amazing. Audrey.

Hmm.

He swept me off my feet.

Then why didn't you marry him?

Oh, no, no. You don't marry the man

who sweeps you off your feet.

You marry the man
who pulls you back down

and grounds you,

takes care of you.

My dad.

No.

What do you mean?

I met Audrey in 1960,

and I fell in love immediately.

And he took me to New Zealand
to live by a vineyard

while he picked grapes
for about five cents a pound.

And then I met Joseph,

and he was an American businessman.

He was very small and serious.

And he saw me in the Village,

and he said, "I'm gonna marry you,"

and told me how much he made

and he could provide for me,

and so I grew up,
and I said yes to Joseph.

What the hell?

What the hell, Mom. I
don't know this story.

What happened to Joseph?

Well, we were getting ready

to go back to the States to get married,

and I said good-bye to Audrey.

But then Joseph died.

Jesus. He died?

He drowned.

He got drunk and fell in a puddle.

Well, it was raining.

And so then I went back to Audrey.

And then two years later,
I met your father.

So why did you marry my dad?

I don't know.

Why'd you marry him?

I don't know...

Why'd you marry my dad?

So are you ever gonna say something?

About what?

Oh, my God. Nothing.

Are you ever gonna say something?

About what?

Oh! About my dad leaving.

What?

Yeah, I didn't think so.

Max, you had a party.

No, it wasn't a
party. And anyway, you left.

- I had to work.
- God, you don't have to work, Mom.

What? How do you think
we ever have anything?

You work because you wanna be famous.

Dad told me. You have tons
of money in savings,

and he is living like shit.

This is so unfair that I
think I'm gonna pass out.

Oh, my God. Yeah, Mom,
you're the victim.

Everything is unfair.

Max, I try like hell
to be fair to your father

and not put you in the middle.

I'm human, but I do try that.

But you're 16 now, and that's
old enough to know how unfair it is

what you just said to me.

You know, it really disgusts me

how you will sometimes say anything

to avoid
responsibility for your mistakes.

You had a party, and
you wrecked the house.

You're not the first kid to do that.

It's not the end of the world.

Then why are you acting like it is?

Because you make me get this mad

before you even look up from your phone!

And you act like your shit don't stink

and you shouldn't answer for anything.

But you know what, baby?

Your shit does stink.

And your father lives better than I do!

And I pay for all of it!

Answer your phone.

Hello?

If you can meet me somewhere tomorrow
at ten in the morning,

then we can do it maybe even twice.

I have a meeting at noon.

Yes, I will be there then.

Bye.

...twenty years
since they were kids,

they never let them leave, and
it's like this amazing story.

So I asked if I could do my project,

like, I have three of my friends
stay in my basement for, like, a month.

And then we all write about it afterwards
to see what it felt like.

And it was like...
Mom, are you listening?

- Yes. What? Tell me.
- Ugh! Mom, listen.

- Okay, go.
- I'm telling you about this because it's important!

Frankie, don't speak
to your mother like that!

Ugh! Anyway, my teacher was
like, "No, you can't do that."

But I was like, "Oh, This is just so...

- Mommy, I don't get what this is.
- Oh, my God!

- Frankie!
- Hey!

Stop. Save it for later.

Oh, I wanna kill everybody.

- Calm down.
- Mommy, what is this that we're gonna do?

It's this women and girls empowerment
thing, and it's annoying.

Women and girls empowerment is annoying?

It is the way my school does it.

The people get up there
and they talk and they ruin it.

Oh, well, I'll try not to ruin it.

Now, come on, we're
here for your mother.

- No, we're not.
- Yes, we are.

Hey, Patty.

Sam, thank God you're here.

Hi, Miss Donner. Donner, Donner...

Did you think I wasn't gonna come?

Well, two of my speakers flaked on me.

- Oh, my God.
- I'm gonna start.

- Okay, so who's on first?
- It's just you.

- Oh, shit.
- Darling!

Okay? I'm starting.

- Donner, Donner, Donner, Donner.
- God!

I am so happy you all could come

to our women and girls
empowerment seminar.

We have one guest speaker.

And tonight she's
gonna speak about being a mom

- and having a career.
- Nobody cares.

Please welcome our very own Sam Fox.

Oof.

Yeah, Mom! Go, Mom!

Thank you, Patty.

Um, well...

I work and I am a mom.

And some of you might later in life

find yourselves in the
same situation, I hope.

Because you girls
can be anything you want.

You know, when I was a girl,

no one ever really said
that women had jobs,

except Marlo Thomas
and Mary Tyler Moore.

Thank you, Henry.

But, uh...

we can do it all!

And we have to do it all,
because in the end,

the mom, the women,
are the ones left watching.

Okay, this is...

Let me ask you all a question.

How many girls out there
get your period?

Yeah, you heard me.

If anybody here has got their
period yet, put your hand up.

Put your hand up. It's okay.

It's okay.

Who's cotton-holing?

I know, gross.

But we're all girls and women here.

It's just us.

So come on, Frankie, help me out.

- Mom!
- Come on, raise your hand.

Listen, Frankie and I
went through it last week.

She was stealing her sister's
tampons for half a year before she told me.

- Mom!
- Frankie.

Be a leader. Get your hand up.

- Mom!
- Help 'em out.

Good girl! There!

Anybody else? Who
else here? Who's bleeding?

There you go! Good! So brave!

Come on, moms, let's hear it for them.

All right, who here has
not gotten their period yet?

Wow! Okay!

Well, you girls are in
for it. You really are.

But we all got your backs, right?

Who here is having
their period right now?

I know I am! Can you tell?

All right! Thank you!

Mrs. Donner! Yeah!

Moms? Thank you! Hands, hands.

Sisters all!

Who here has stopped getting
their period altogether?

Aunt Flo has left the station forever.

Mom. Mom.

Thank you!

Thank you for that! Thank you!

Look, we're all girls,
and we're all women.

And we all bleed, and we all suffer.

And then the bleeding stops,
and we still suffer.

But you're gonna find your own path,

because we're tough, and we can take it.

And as long as you believe in yourself,

and you take care of each other

and watch out for each other,

you just make the
rest up as you go along.

That's all there is to it.

That's it! Thank you!

Thank you! Thank you, Detroit!

Good job, Mom. Also, I hate you.

I know. It's okay.

- Okay.
- Yeah.

Do you have a condom?

- No.
- You need to use a condom.

You never asked me before.

I know.

Shit.

- Wait, wait. I'll be right back.
- What?

Stay.

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