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All quiet. Stand by.

And action!

It took 17 years to revise the biotechnology act

and achieve a vital modernization of the law.

Now we can take the lead. Define how our industry should be developed.

And I think it's crucial that we are mindful of the new directions,

new strategies, and new perspectives.

Although they might seem controversial.

And that we also speak to controversial figures in the field.

Nicolas Jones from BlueSeeds. Welcome!

Thank you, Tove. It's great to be here.

Good to have you here.

Your company is the world's fastest growing fertility brand.

You're investing heavily in technology.

You're also buying up half of Europe these days.

I'd like to hear: How do you picture the future for the industry?

Do we all have to sell out and become part of BlueSeeds?

Good question. Absolutely, yes.

No, I'm joking.

Here's what I would say, and this does apply particularly to Norway:

It will be more difficult to survive as an independent clinic.

Because the industry is more dependent on shared information.

Obviously, you don't share information with the competition.

Even here, in lovely,

friendly, socially-democratic Norway.

Thank you very much.

The future of assisted reproduction is clearly AI. Would you agree?

Okay, then you and I, we have a problem.

Because I think the term "artificial intelligence,"

in the minds of the public,

what do they think of? Alien.

No really, they think of Terminator, of Blade Runner.

They think of something that is maybe out of control.

Something that is taking over.

Makes me think of Edward Scissorhands.

That's a bit odd. But clearly we need to change the public perception.

To help people understand that AI has nothing to do with losing control.

It helps us gain control, make better decisions.

Because it's getting better than us at interpreting our own data.

-Big data? -Absolutely.

Which is, going back to what I said earlier, why we need to share data.

More data equals smarter machines,

equals better and better decisions.

I think this is how we solve the remaining mysteries of Mother Nature.

-You want to outsmart Mother Nature? -Don't you?

Some of us think that our job is to assist Mother Nature.

Yes, I agree.

I suppose I don't have a problem with helping her.

Maybe speeding things up.

After all, evolution does take literally forever.

There isn't enough space on the memory stick, Trond. I can't...

I can't copy the whole folder.

Do I have to copy the pictures one by one?

Yeah, okay.

No, that's not it.

So I don't have to delete anything that's...

No, I'm not angry.

Yeah, thanks.

Okay, bye.

What do you want to achieve?

What I want?

-I want that to stop happening. -Okay.

Okay what? Don't give me that look. I've made up my mind.

Who has died? Who has suffered? Who has lost all their money

because Bien did the things you've described?

Before you fuck up your life over some principle...

Why do you make having principles sound ridiculous?

Because it is.

The world isn't made for people with principles.

Nobody understands the concept. We all want to have it all.

-So what do you want? -Why do I have to want something?

I want there to be consequences.

-I understand what you're thinking. -Okay?

I want it to work out for people who do the right thing, but it doesn't.

So you just give up?

Remember that woman who exposed the hospital waiting list scandal?

People who had cancer were never even told they had it.

The case you lost.

I'd say there weren't two sides to that case, only the right one.

-I agree. -Today she runs a village hobby shop.

Is that what you want?

Do you want to hurt them? Is that it?

Is that what you think? No, I don't want to hurt them.

I don't want to hurt anyone. I want to lead a cutting-edge laboratory

that sticks more to the book. Where one and one is two, not fourteen.

Great! You know what you want.

So now the question is:

How do you plan to achieve it?

All those years I dreamt of having

a child of my own.

I never, not for a single moment

thought that would have anything to do with Renate's genes.

But can't you...

Manipulate it so that it becomes mostly Bjørn?

Who do you think I am? Frankenstein?

-Kind of. -No, I'm not.

I'm sorry.

But this is too much.

-Can they really ask this of you? -I can't say no.

It will still be 50 % Bjørn.

But whose child will it be?

-Sorry. -Nobody's talked about that.

This is just so crazy.

I thought we could do it here. Have a seat.

-Can I get you anything? Coffee? Tea? -No thanks.

Elin has asked me to moderate. I think that's a good idea.

I'm sure we all have many thoughts and feelings.

You're considering unorthodox steps to find a donor for Stella.

And the nature of this case makes it vital to agree on the framework.

Bjørn, would you like to start?

What do you think?

Well,

this was my idea.

It's the only way to save Stella.

Other ways are illegal or...

I'm not going to be a surrogate mother.

Let's make that clear.

I won't do it.

With all due respect.

Who here expects me to

bear a child, only to give it away?

This isn't about you.

Don't you get it?

-Not about you wanting a child. -I know that.

-Think I would have used your genes? -My genes and Bjørn's.

I know it's hard to bear a child. I've done it myself.

You can't ask me to do that.

You can't expect this of me. Not after everything...

We're talking about a full sibling here.

A full genetic sibling.

I think that's a perspective we must keep in mind.

Another issue is

who among us is actually married,

and might want a child together.

-Like Bjørn is excited about that. -Stop it! What the hell?

Let's try to keep a civil tone.

All of us.

I think Stella deserves that we do everything we can.

I feel I'm doing a lot.

And if you want to do the same, Renate,

maybe you should agree to only be the egg donor.

I've said I'll do everything I can.

-But I want to be the child's mother. -This is blackmail.

End of discussion! If there is a child, I want to be the mother.

-There's no other way. -Bjørn?

-It's only fair. -"Fair"?

You expect me to take a child Elin has borne? We have a child.

-We're trying to save Stella. -Yeah.

I doubt you can have a child anyway.

That's enough!

But you want me to try? You want me to

bear a child that can save Stella?

See what happens if you don't. See what you're left with then!

She'll get used to the idea.

At least we came to an arrangement.

"An arrangement"?

You think this is an arrangement?

I've never felt so mean in my whole life.

The fact that I have to fight for ownership of a child

everyone knows I'm desperate for...

I'm sorry.

Don't you give a shit about me, as long as Stella's okay?

What about the other child?

What's the deal, anyway?

-Are we in this together or not? -Of course.

Then be my husband!

Elin?

Thank you.

-You're talking about gene editing? -I am, yes.

And I know this is something we disagree about. A delicate subject.

But let's be really honest.

You and I are in the business of creating future generations.

And I think we owe it to them

to be ambitious on their behalf.

I think it's a moral obligation.

The idea probably felt a bit odd at first. For you, with the donor.

Yeah.

I freaked out, basically.

I thought it was very difficult. I felt I'd been replaced.

It was also hard

not to have any biological connection with the child.

I understand.

But we simply ended up choosing one. A completely random guy.

And we don't give a shit about who he is or what he can do.

We're not interested in tracing anything back to him.

If he's good at football or something, we might take some credit.

You'll get all the credit if that kid can play football.

-Was that a bad joke? -Sorry, I just have to take this.

Give me a minute.

-What? -You think she's tired of us?

-Yeah. -Don't you?

I would be sick and tired of us.

-Have you talked to CC? -No, not yet.

It's been really busy here.

What are you waiting for? Do it! We have to get started.

...to the industry here in Norway.

It will be more difficult to survive as a small, independent clinic.

Because the industry is becoming increasingly...

I need to speak with you.

"I. My. Me."

"I want to."

"I shall."

"I need."

So yeah, I think that's going to be one of the issues the industry...

Hey.

Thank you, dancers. Prepare.

Darling.

Is that rehearsal?

I'm just trying to watch and learn the movements.

You don't have to.

You're a quick learner.

I'd rather you watch something that makes you happy.

Let's look at you, when you danced on the roof.

Who's that?

Me.

Hey.

Hey...

Honey.

Stella.

No, I'm joking.

Here's what I would say, and I think this applies particularly to Norway:

It's going to be more difficult to survive as an independent clinic.

Because the industry is increasingly dependent on shared information.

Obviously, you don't share information with the competition.

Even here, in lovely,

friendly, socially-democratic Norway.

All the way to the end.

What's that?

Our new Cellbox cabinet.

I emptied the business account, took out a small loan.

And you know what? I think I deserve it.

Let me help you.

Thank you.

I really need to talk to you.

About Stella.

I know I can't ask for any more favors now, but...

I want to do a PGD, or a tissue typing.

IVF with Renate's eggs and Bjørn's sperm.

I will bear the child.

It will be my child.

It will be a donor for Stella.

So it will be a surrogacy process.

It's the only way to make her well.

And the Norwegian health service can follow her up.

We can cure her.

Without all the millions we don't have.

I want you to help me.

You've always been a loose cannon, but this is completely...

Renate got her period today.

I need to know now. We start tomorrow.

Do we?

I've signed the contract.

I don't trust you.

Morten?

Could you write something down for me?

Lilly?

Elin?

Okay, listen up.

"I, Elin Merete Moe..."

You can't be serious!

-"I..." -"Elin Merete Moe..."

Yes?

"...grant Carl Christian Larsen

authority to negotiate the sale of Bien

to an international corporation."

"I agree that Carl Christian Larsen may use part of the profits..."

No, no.

"His share of the profits."

"...his share of the profits to create a research department

for which he will be responsible."

-I'm a bit confused. -Just write.

"The terms of this department, financial operations, and affiliation

with Bien and Bien's potential new owners

will be the subject of further negotiations between the parties."

Period.

"I confirm that I am of sound mind."

What's wrong with you?

"And that the sale is entered into

voluntarily."

Period.

-Shall I print it out? -Yes.

The mood seems a bit tense. Why don't we set up a meeting?

-No, it's okay. -What's going on?

CC and I are entering into an agreement.

-With witnesses. -You mean us?

Make me head of the laboratory.

I'll blow the whistle if you keep bending the rules.

I can document everything.

Fire me, and I'll sue.

No village hobby shop for me.

And when I say head, I mean head.

The real head.

Everything that happens in this lab must be signed off by me.

Right. That's...

That's all.

Okay.

Want to make a note of that as well?

There. I've written down

how much you need to take.

Use this.

Does it go all the way in?

Yes, attach one of these each time.

Then throw it away and take a new one.

Just insert it at an angle into the fatty tissue.

You can't hit anything you shouldn't.

No.

Want me to do it for you?

Yeah.

It's okay. I'm happy to do it.

I can't look.

Okay, breathe.

You'll feel a tiny jab.

There.

Are you alright?

Just call me if...

If you want me to help you with it.

Thanks.

Everything will work out.

Yeah.

It has to.

-Where are you going? -Just taking Bacon for a walk.

-I can go with you. -No, you don't need to.

-Have I blown it? -I'm going to do everything I can.

-Regardless of you and me. -That's not why I'm asking.

I want to know if we'll survive.

You and I.

I don't know if I dare hope there's room for me

with you.

I know that Stella is most important, and that she comes first.

That goes without saying.

But it still hurts.

To just be so...

So obviously less important.

I love you.

You have to believe me.

I love you.

There! Take that!

Where are you going, huh?

Where are you going?

-I always fall. -There!

Yeah!

Happy now?

You should feel sorry for me. I'm sick.

How soft do you think I am?

You inherited it from your father?

Yeah, well... We both did, sort of.

My father likes her better than me,

so he wouldn't let me have it unless she was an equal partner.

And of course the patients like me much better.

Yeah, of course they do.

-That's cute. -No, it's vulgar.

-Elin thinks it's vulgar. -No, arrogant.

"We want the plants to grow sideways now."

There's something I'd really like to show you, Nicolas.

I just had an idea inspired by the Cellbox.

I've felt this prickling in my stomach.

What does that mean?

Just give me two minutes, okay? Wait here.

That was stressful.

My English isn't good, and when he speaks that fast...

I'm sure it went okay. Just take a deep breath.

Renate, Stella's mom is here.

With everything that's going on, she's nervous.

Her mother died of cervical cancer. Now she thinks she has it.

I thought I'd give her a check-up. To calm the situation down.

-I understand. -Right.

I should send her to her own doctor,

but she'd be reassured if I take a look.

-Of course. -Fine.

I just need one more of these.

Look here.

This is an egg follicle.

And that's an egg follicle.

I'm just so scared I'm not good enough.

That it'll end here.

It'll be fine.

Your measurements are perfectly normal.

We plan to retrieve them on Wednesday.

-How many? -Maybe seven.

Eight or nine, if we're lucky.

Is it suddenly okay, now?

-BlueSeeds. -Of course not.

-Why not? -We've built a business that works.

A place where people love to be. I don't see why you would gamble it.

-Will it be that bad? -Of course it will.

They keep saying we're too small, or too few.

Notice how Nicolas keeps checking the floorboards?

"There's a creak here."

They even asked how old Morten is.

Of course it's not okay.

If they fire Morten,

I don't know what I'll do.

But I gave you power of attorney. You forced me, to be honest.

-Did I? -Yeah, you won.

-Good job. -Thanks.

Tie this around your waist.

This is so awkward.

I'll give you a nice little dose of morphine.

It'll be like a little party.

With mood lighting.

-It won't take long. -Easy for you to say.

Relax your hand.

There, that's it.

Feel free to sit down, Bjørn.

Thanks.

There.

-Ready? -Yes.

There.

Is that for Stella? She just fell asleep. I can take it.

There.

We need your blood to see if it matches the embryos.

And that's a secret.

Okay?

Will Stella's blood be in the same shipment?

I don't dare calculate the probability.

The chance of a match for full siblings

is 30%.

We have five potential siblings.

You sound optimistic.

I'm a realist.

That's what pessimists like to call themselves.

You're amazing.

Friday's dirty joke, the musical version.

We have two.

I'll call Bjørn.

Thank you.

I love you. Talk to you later.

Huh? No way!

It worked.

It worked!

When it comes to the eggs, there's no rush.

They're safe in the freezer.

We can retrieve them when Elin is...

Ripe, so to speak.

I could have done that part myself.

Sure, but now I'm into it.

We should consider progesterone support.

-What have you used? -Cyclogest.

To improve the lining of the womb

so it's easier for the egg to stick.

Okay.

What's that?

Where exactly are you in your cycle?

I don't know.

I've been off since the last round of hormones.

Shit.

I'll do it.

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