All language subtitles for A Perfect Ending (2012) en

Yeah, thank you so much.

What do you say?

I want you to fuck me.

Harder.

God, I'm begging you!

A simple "please"
is more than acceptable.

I'm not sure of how or why
these things happen, but they do.

And to be frank with you,
we have very few options.

Sadly, this is one of the times
where medicine lies sorely behind.

Since I'm not
your first consultation,

you know it's my professional duty
to advise you regarding surgery.

But you probably also know

that could yield very little
in prolonging your life.

I'm sorry.

Really, Mason,

is it too much to ask your secretary
to call me, to tell me you canceled lunch?

I'm sorry, Beck.

You said I had to be there
to sign papers.

You know that girl, Susie Clyde,
that you played bridge with?

Listen to me. Do you know
why her husband married her?

Her father owns half of Korea

and her father's got my balls
on a silver platter in fucking China.

Stop it.

First of all, you're talking
about two entirely different countries.

Second, you know I can't stand it,
when you speak about people like that.

Oh, yeah?

I asked you to come down here
so that I can sign

some of these stocks over
and put them in your name.

So I can get out from underneath
this goddamn audit.

You're not in some kind of trouble,
are you?

We're gonna have to do a little
creative accounting, honey.

And you're gonna have to help.

So, sign the papers and…

I don't know
if I'm gonna be home for dinner.

It's important
that we eat dinner as a family.

It sure as hell is.

Been with a lot of you girls.

Don't know why it is
so much better with you.

Same time next week?

- Wow, jeans and sneakers.
- Thanks a lot, Hank.

Someone's a little
bitter they lost.

Grow up.

Loser.

- Grow up.
- Bitter loser.

I told you, you'd be late
if you played tennis.

There some things
you just can't squeeze in.

I had to get back the money
I lost last night.

Oh, look at you.

I told you:
no more Vegas weekends.

How much?

Would it help if I told you I fell
in love over the whole thing?

You always tell us that
the money can't buy you love.

Well, except for in Ace's case here.

Leave Janice out of this.

I think you
should leave Janice out of this.

But then, what the hell
kind of a merger would this be?

Stop it, Hank.

- Marissa,
- Yes?

Have you seen my calendar?

No, I believe I saw it this morning
in Mr. Mason's office.

Do you want me to go get it?

- Oh, would you mind, please?
- Sure.

Aaron!

Aaron, do you plan
on being late for everything

or only unimportant events
like our engagement party

that my mother has spent
the last six months planning?

You'll be very pleased to know, mom,

that I purposely let all that money
slip through my fingers

figuring if she still loves me by the time
it's all gone, then maybe she is the one.

No jeans. Go change.

- Here you go, dear.
- Oh, thank you very much.

You need some help here?

Good, good, good
I got it, I got it.

Thank you, Jess.

- You look pretty.
- Thank you.

Oh, my god.
We are so late!

Don't forget to breathe!

It's one of Valentina's girls.

And so I'm telling you,

she's trying to convince me
to get a nipple ring.

It's gonna make everything
a bit more exciting.

What is she talking about?
Nipple clamps.

She is just fantastic.

I'm so out of place here.

- Don't worry.
- I'll get you a drink.

- I need a drink.
- Okay.

Oh, my god.

She is just fantastic.

She tied us together and then she strapped
a dual butterfly between us.

- Butterfly?
- Oh, a vibrator.

She is amazing. Okay?
I came three times.

Then she had to pull me down
from the ceiling.

No, I'm not kidding.

So, you're having your ceiling repainted?

Yeah, yeah.

Well, we've heard
a lot of stories here tonight

and I wanna hear your story.

- My story?
- Yeah.

Believe me,
I have no story.

Well, you've got to have some story.

I mean, what's your pleasure?
What do you like?

What gets you hot?
You know, your fantasy.

You don't have any answer for that?

No, I'm married.

Oh, Becks.

Is she playing coy with me?

What is it

that you just simply

can't resist?

You, evidently.

It's late, and I would like to take
advantage of this buzz.

Alright, ladies.
That's it for me.

Oh, I like your pants.

Oh, thank you.

- Ooh, ooh, girl.
- She's very subtle.

A double or like a triple heart bypass.

Well, you hang in there.

I know in your line of work
time is money.

I'd like to compensate you
for my senior moments.

No worries.

What is it?

I know it when I see it.
When you guys look at each other is…

Even them, tonight.
I felt it.

Oh, god! You could have felt them
in New Jersey, right?

The truth is, we just are lucky.
But we work like hell. Don't we?

We keep it exciting.

Work I can do.
The other part is missing.

Okay, huh…

I'm gonna tell you something
that I've never told anybody.

You know everything that
is to know about me, right?

Well…

I've never, ever…

Baby, we know it's not good
between you and asshole.

It's not that, no.

What?

Oh, for God's sake.

Come on, out with it.

I…

I have never…

You've never come?

Exactly.

Mason?

He is such a man's man?

We just do it twice a year.

We are both fine with that.

Oh, Becks!

Oh, you must have to masturbate.

Don't say that word.

What, "masturbate"?

I've been to a bunch of doctors,

a bunch of therapists.

Something is wrong with me.

What's going on, Rebecca?

I've never once had that
passion in my life.

Damn it.

Is it so wrong for me to want…

Come over tonight.

Have dinner with us
and we'll come up with something.

I promise.

Am I like your project now?

Right.
Forget your friggin schedule.

Just be there at 8:00.

You know what?

What you need is a vibrator.

No. That gives me the willies.

I know, weed.
Let's get her stoned.

No, I don't do drugs.

No, I do know.

I think you should seriously consider
taking a lover.

That is, if you don't mind
breaking your vows.

No moral quandary there,
believe me, but…

What am I supposed to do?
Just go to some guy in the street?

No, no.
I mean a woman.

What?

A woman lover.

Oh, come on.

Just hear me out
and do not listen to her, okay?

A woman is so much more
familiar with the manual.

Who?

Wait.

I'm talking about a woman, you know,
who has all kinds of tricks up her sleeves,

who's used to particular situations…

And as it happens,

I happen to have a second cousin
who runs this service business,

and she could get you
hooked up.

Service business?

Kind of the dark sheep of the family.

Valentina has got
the finest women I have ever seen.

Smoking.

Hey, hey, hey. Settle.

Oh, my god.

No one will ever find out.

I thought that was just for men.

Are you kidding me?

I mean, women actually do that?

Oh, of course.

You have to think of this
as an experiment, okay?

It hasn't happened with a schlong.

You are hiring her for a service.
A very specific service.

No, no, no. That's fine.
Nothing is too odd for us.

What have you got to lose?

Not a lot at this point.

Better to serve you.

Oh, hi, Shirin.

No, no, I'm sure
we can find someone for her.

Fine. Consider it taken care of.

Okay. This one should be fun.
Feel like educating?

Oh, yeah.
What do you got, a virgin boy?

Calm down, cougar.

No, this is a housewife from the burbs
looking for a new adventure.

Just a little Latin now.

Just a little singing, we…

Shut the fuck up!

I am speaking to an employee.

Sylvie, look, this is a friend
of my cousin's, okay?

She's never been
with a woman before

but my lesbian cousin has explained to her
that women make better lovers.

Yeah. Tell me something
I don't know.

And she's from money.

So I want this to go really well.

Just think
of all the referrals I could get

from that upper crust stuffy
country club set of hers.

So I want you
to do right by her, alright?

And besides, she wanted
someone closer to her own age.

Sorry.

Now sing.

I wanna feel this moment

though I can't control it

if it's all I ever do.

That's what I'm going in with
for my audition.

And then, when I cut my single,
I'm done with all of this.

And what happened
to your other hits?

Sylvie, play nice.

Now, I handpicked you for this
and I don't want you to disappoint me.

Sylvie, don't be late.
I hear she's a stickler for time.

You know how much I hate
to ask you to take a call but it's Molly.

She's invited me
to her fiance's parents house

so it's a big fuck deal.

I gotta go, okay?

Client is fully vetted,
handpicked by Valentina,

so crème de la crème,
all the good stuff, right?

Oh, sweetheart, I love you.
Christ, I love you.

Oh, fuck!
I almost forgot!

The client is a real stickler for time
so don't be late, alright?

Oh, shit.

This is insane.

What am I doing?

May I help you?

Ms. White?

Yes.

I believe we have an appointment.

I think you're mistaken.

Four o'clock?

I think there's been
some kind of a mix-up.

Well, you answered the door
as though you were expecting someone

and I presume you don't live here
because I was just here two days ago.

So again,
I believe we have an appointment.

I had an appointment, yes.

But with someone my own age.

I get it.
You're expecting Sylvie, your usual?

My what?
Will you come in?

Come in.

Are you from the service?

Oh, Sylvie.

So, this is your first time.

You're nervous.

It's perfectly natural.

But you don't have to worry.

We will go as slow and easy

as you like.

Look, Miss…

Paris.

Miss Paris, I asked
for someone my own age.

Age is a state of mind, you know?

Maybe for you.

What are you, like 23?

I'm 29.

See what I mean?

You're not what I asked for
and I'm not paying you.

So don't be starting your clock
or whatever it is…

I am sorry for the misunderstanding

but the woman
who was supposed to be here

had an emergency
and she asked me to fill in.

I'm not paying you.

I'm not asking you to.

I am just politely
taking my leave.

No hard feelings.

I hope that next time,
you get what you're looking for.

Mom?

What's going on?

Come sit with me.

Just come sit with me
for a minute, will you?

I'm so sorry that I haven't been
a better mother to you.

What's going on with you, mommy?

Going through a midlife crisis
or something?

Are you okay?

Do you have any idea
how much I love you?

If only I had been stronger.

If only I had been there
as I should have been.

I am so sorry,
I should have…

We agreed
not to talk about it.

If we don't talk about it
we'll never get past it.

Please.

Some things we don't need
to get past, mom, so just…

There must be something I can do.

Not talk about it.
How about that?

I want to do better baby.

I just wanna make it better.
How can I make it better?

Some things you can't fix.

So don't.

Oh, I see.

Oh, that's pretty cute.

I like it.

- Okay, I admit it was for the champagne.
- Yes? You were there for the champagne?

- Yeah, and the art.
- How was the art?

There was big pictures
and a spotlight.

I was gonna try
make a little tune.

Just get me in the mood.
Yes, I'm in love.

I am gifting you these stocks
as part of some estate planning.

Am I clear on that?
Do you understand that?

What?

I am so sick of your greed
and your self-righteous ego.

What?

It was one thing for you
to send the boys to Harvard

'cause I understand you want them
to take over your family business.

And I even let you give a 100,000 shares
of Westridge United to the boys.

Look, we're not gonna have
this conversation. Okay, Rebecca?

You just gonna get upset.
And I'm not gonna change my mind.

Look, I'm just a man, okay?

I'm just the man
that you happened to marry.

And I think on the whole,
I've been pretty good to Jessica.

I mean, she's led
a pretty charmed life.

You owe her, Mason.

What?

Not that shit again.

Not that again!

Goddamn!
It was one fucking night!

One night!

I'm not giving her stocks
in this business. You get it?

This business has been
in my family for 100 years

and that was the deal between
you and me, right from the start.

I love her.

She's not my blood,
the boys are.

You can say I'm cold hearted,
but she's not mine.

For god's sake,
will you wake up?

This isn't some kind
of a monarchy.

You're the only father
she has ever known.

What do you think
this is gonna do to her?

She already feels
like a second class citizen.

You say to her whatever
you want to say, Beck.

I'm not gonna change my mind.

I'm going to bed now.
Don't bother joining me.

Alright.

Hey.

Hey, Dad.

That's it.
Only once.

We just came from this place, alright?

That won't help.

Are you crazy?

Don't make me mad.

You're totally getting us lost.

So, we're fucking dying here, god.

Come on!

Tell everything.

Nothing.

Nothing happened.

I was just so thrown for a loop. Oh.

Masterplan.

The problem we all have
with our planning thing

is that it can't prepare you
for anything, can it?

For some unforeseen obstacle,
like some

she-devil coming through the door

instead of someone like me.

What is the big deal?

Just try again.

Better to serve you.

Oh, yes, Ms. White.

So, let me get this straight.
You want the same person you had last time.

Yes.

And you want exactly
the same location.

Yes.

Consider it done.

Okay, Sylvie.

Oh. Well, that's enough
to hurt a girls ego.

If she gave a shit.

I don't know
what I was expecting.

It's okay.

Valentina knows that
there's not a filly that I can't break.

So let's get down to business,
shall we?

I have dildos, you can strap on,

we can swap,
we can double 69.

Fingers are fine, if you prefer
but just two or three.

No fisting
'cause I have a cyst.

But if you want the best
thing for your buck we can ecstabang.

Ecsta… what?

Ecstabang.

We do some ecstasy,
then each other.

It's so fucking sweet.

That's not gonna happen.

I know who you are.

It's you, you're the one
who was with Paris,

The one with the redwood stick up here.

Doris Day ass. Wow.

So… What did the two of you do
if you don't mind me asking?

Look,

I don't know what she told you, but
nothing happened with that other girl.

Paris is a woman.

Don't be underestimating her.

I wasn't doing any such thing.
I don't know her.

I don't wanna know her.

Look, I'm sure you all
watch out for each other,

and that's just great.

But as a paying customer,
I'm used to getting exactly what I order.

God, she was right about you.

Really?

What did she say?

She's rather poetic, Paris.

She said that you were bitter -

sweet.

Well, this obviously
isn't working, so

I think it's time
for you to go now.

All you, junior league little Stepford wives
are all exactly the same.

Toughest part of your day is trying to
figure out where to seat Mrs. Weatherby

at the shmuckety fuck fundraiser, right?

Oh, you're really in the deep, are you.

Big what-if every morning
with your bran muffin

Tic-tac…

Wrong side of the clock.

I bet there's a half-empty bottle
of booze in your panty drawer

right next to that worn out 45
of "Qué Será Será"

Will I be pretty…

or will I just be.

This was such a huge mistake.

What the hell do you think
actually separates us anyway?

Paris and I don't answer to anyone.

Fucking no one.

How about you?

Get out.

Sorry, I didn't mean to make you
wet your pants, I just…

I said get out!

Now, you are obviously
looking for something

I hope you fucking find it.

And when you do… commit.

Think about it.

Why now?

We know that we could remotely
understand what you saw in Mason.

I mean we thought
you loved him, right?

As a secretary with a 2-year-old strapped
to my hip, Mason looked pretty good.

Okay, I get it.

Security counts for a lot,
when you have a baby

but it's not like owning a dog.

That's what I'm saying.

You'll make such a good mommy,
I mean…

You just want to get me knocked up
'cause you think it'll stop me cursing, right?

- It'll stop you drinking.
- Yeah, yeah, I was told that.

You two are so lucky.

What's it like?

On the level?

Being in love with Kelly

is sanguine,

erotic,

delicious,

magical.

Downright mystical.

But you know,
these are just words, you know?

I mean them.
But I really want you to feel it.

That was the plan.

You asked for this - this thing.
Don't let this bitch stop you.

You ask for this - this Paris
by name next time.

But I'm serious, Becks, don't spend
the rest of your life settling.

Don't do it.

I'd like to thank you for coming.

Third time a charm?

I'm a little out
of my comfort zone here.

You do that a lot.

What?

Check the time.

Don't worry.
You'll get your moneys worth.

That's…

Good one.

Funny.

Would you like a drink?

No. But go ahead.

You don't drink?

I thought it sort of
came with the territory.

I like to concentrate on the details,
try not to get too fuzzy.

You take your work very seriously.

Yes, I do.

So,

what can I do for you?

Have you done this with men?

This? No.

Are you a lesbian?

Oh, god, no. I… Oh!

For some reason,
I just thought that

somehow this might be easier
with a woman.

I wanna know what passion is.

I wanna know
what an orgasm feels like.

Well, they are two
distinctly different goals.

It'll be whatever you want

or need.

But I think you should be clear.

An orgasm is a physical phenomenon

and that, I can help you with.

Passion, is another thing entirely.

No. Stop watches.

No hatches.

No shifts.

Just…

Lean back.

Relax.

Dad, can I have the Corvette?

Yeah, but you know, you might actually
have to show up to work to get it.

Mom, what's up with you?

Something you want to tell us?

No.

Your wedding ring?

Oh, that.

I left it at the gym today.

I already called.
They've already locked it in their safe.

Damn well better baby,
because that thing is worth a fortune.

Those things are definitely not cheap.

Just wondering if it's worth it.

What, the family you're marrying into?
Are you kidding? And that girl?

Couldn't be better
if I picked it myself.

But you did pick her yourself.

More chicken, Mason?

No, thanks.

No, thank you.

Okay, there is a Jewish guy,
a German guy and a French guy.

I can't.
I'm so sorry I wasted your time.

There is a reason
why you are here.

I can't.

So you wanted me to get
you something really special

and he wouldn't make up his mind

and it took for ever
and ever and ever, right?

Yeah, I know.
I'm gonna show her in a minute. See…

Well I don't really know
if it's your fault or puppet's fault,

but… I'm angry.

But he wants me to get you this.

Okay.

Needed that.

Better to serve you.

Oh, yes.

Oh, yeah, absolutely,

I'll have her wearing the Dorian glasses and…

and she needs to bring the
blowup elephant and the gorilla.

Certainly wouldn't want to bring
the wrong animal.

Great.

Oh, uh, excuse me, may I put
you on hold for a moment?

Better to serve you.

Yes, this is Mistress…
Miss White.

Yes, yes.

Do you have my ring?

I must have left it at the hotel.

Yes, she said you left that behind.

Ah, good.

No, don't worry.
These things happen.

Can I swing by now and just…

Well, actually,
it's not at the office.

She said that you wanted
to make another appointment

same place but at 7 p.m. and
that she would bring it to you then.

What?

Are you happy
with that arrangement?

Mrs. White?

Are you confirming?

That little bitch.

Do you have my ring?

Well, may I have it?

Pretty.

It is pretty damn expensive.

And if you think
that I didn't know you had it

and you were just gonna pawn it
then you must think I was born yesterday.

I'm sorry.
You are simply too much.

What's that supposed to mean?

Nothing at all.

Wait!

Wait a minute.

Will you come back here?

I'm sorry.

That was unforgivable.

I don't know why I said that.

I had to get my ring back.

You have it

back.

You don't understand.
My husband would kill me!

They'd never understand how
I could lose something so precious.

Precious, value wise?

Precious, meaningful?

It's very valuable.

Meaningful?

Not so much.

I'm sorry.
Would you like one?

Sure. It's been a long day.

How many…?

No shoptalk allowed.

Ms. White

I… It's Rebecca.

And I'll pay you, of course

but I just came back
to get my ring.

No,

you didn't.

Oh, yes, I did, actually.

Do you ever

just stop
and let things

play themselves out?

No, I don't.

Why do you think I'm here?

Nothing

is going to happen

that you don't want.

But, unless you tell me otherwise,

I'm going to kiss you, Rebecca.

That's all.

I'm sorry.

I can't.

You said he signed this all over to you
because of the internal investigation.

He is trying to make sure that
if Westridge Amalgamated

has to file bankruptcy,
that Westridge United

won't be affected.

If we proceed with this plan,

you do understand
what you are about to do?

Yes.

You will own the voting stock

with monetary value
from Westridge United.

He must trust the shit out of you.

Yes.

He does.

But he'll still be able to be CEO

and maintain his current lifestyle, right?

For the most part.

But as for the rest of the estate
the lion's share of it will be yours

and it will render him…

well, impotent.

Since we have exhausted all
avenues of treatment,

I think it's time
you tell your family and your loved ones.

Once you reach
a certain progression

the symptoms are gonna come on faster.

They're gonna need to be prepared
and as the end grows nearer

you're gonna need help.

I promise I will do everything I can
to keep you as pain-free

and to make this as tolerable
as something like this can be.

I guess dad didn't really
answer the question, did he?

But the only one
who can answer it, is you.

- Is it worth it to you?
- Yeah, of course it is.

What about Emily?

You're not in love
with Janice, not like that.

Emily and you are made
for each other, and Janice, she is…

Hey, we have a lot in common.

The only thing you two have in common
is third generation, over indulged wealth.

You don't belong in suits and ties, Ace.

You belong in flip flops and

raggedy ass T-shirts
with really dorky slogans.

So don't do it
unless you're absolutely sure.

It is for the rest of your life.

I just want you to be happy,
that's all.

Just remember it's not too late.

I've got to say, Rebecca,
you've got some balls.

And I mean, some cast-iron,
rock-solid balls, lady.

I…

am at your disposal.

- Where is she already?
- Right.

I don't know.
For mom to miss dinner?

Especially this one.

Did I hear my name?

Oh!

You're not ready.

Janice, I'm so sorry, honey.
Something came up.

Order pizza, and I'll see you all
in a couple of hours.

And Janice, tomorrow night
I'll… sitting arrangements.

I'm, sorry.

Promise.

Tomorrow. Have fun.

Seriously?

Yeah, she knows that
I don't do fake food.

Whatever.

Aaron, I'm gonna need you to call
"Chez sous les meilleurs", okay?

Maybe we could just get pizza?

I'm all for pizza.

No. And order me
Épinards et Concombres à la grecque

with a side of focaccia, okay?

'Cause I need my protein and
I would still like to fit into my Vera Wang.

I have to go make a call.

Bye, sweetheart.

Yeah, Aaron, I'd like some of that
"fuckaccia" bread too, please.

Fuck you.

Wow, Aaron.

So what was that?

Spinach salad.

I'm not talking about crazy,
I'm talking about mom.

That was weird.

- Super weird.
- Yeah.

She was frazzled.

Well, you and the diva
are gonna be so happy together.

Pizza!

No, I hate my stomach.

I haven't been to the gym
in way too long.

I used to have a pretty good body
before kids and menopause.

I never looked like you, though.

This doesn't mean anything.

Rebecca.

I hate that I did this.

Why did you?

It was a birthday present

from Mason.

He loves perfection.

Sort of the one thing
we have in common.

I've spent my whole life
trying to be perfect.

I never felt

good enough or

thin enough,

pretty enough,

smart enough.

All the things

that make us not perfect

are what make us
so perfectly who we are.

That's who you are,
Rebecca.

Per -

fec -

tion.

You make me feel that way,

my beautiful girl.

- It's official.
- She popped.

She looks like she's 26

How dare you?

It's so exquisite.

Well, I am sextonished.

Okay, okay.

I'm so glad that's gone.

I was not a fan.

You totally corrupted me.

I hope you're proud of yourself

Well, I feel like
I deserve a glow.

It's so bad.

We took our little girl to school,
and she got an A in muff diving.

Awesome.

You know we totally love you,
but you always had a redwood up your ass.

I think what little miss humble
is trying to say, Becks, is that

we just couldn't be more thrilled.

Thank you.

I think you'd like my kids.

Jessica is my first love.

I have Hank an Aaron…

obviously Mason was a
Hank Aaron baseball fan.

Byron is one of my favorite poets.

Read to me, please.

"Do go and ask Maude to come up here"

"it probably never occurred to her"

"Dear me, this act is over"

"Our little secret, Maude."

Really?

So where does this
possibly go from here?

I don't care.

Really.

For the first time ever

I am not trying
to cram it in for a reason

or squeeze it in
because I have to.

I'm just gonna
enjoy every last moment.

Oh, my god!

What?

I missed dinner,
I didn't even call.

- Just stop.
- Oh, I'm sorry.

And just… before you leave, I…

That was so amazing.

Oh, I am in love with your mouth.

They're gonna be worried sick.

Thank you, Paris.

Thank you.

It's not like mom not to call.
I'm starting to get a little worried.

Yes, she never misses family dinner.

Maybe they're together.

You know, figuring out
how to tell us and what to do.

So, are we just supposed
to act like we don't know?

Yes, I think we should.
So don't say anything to mom

or dad until they tell us.

Alright.

Sorry.

I got stuck in the worst freeway accident
and my cellphone went dead.

I…

- Dad is not with you?
- No.

- Why? He's not here?
- No, and we all know why.

You all know, what?

Wait.

Give it to me.

What?

Now, let's not jump to conclusions.

This isn't jumping, mom.

I was in dad's office before I left tonight
trying to find a document for tomorrow.

I went through his desk,
I found this.

I know I shouldn't have, but…

He's been having all
this trouble working.

Whoever is trying to turn his company
upside down is succeeding.

And you know, that's what I thought it was.
I thought all the late nights was…

Yeah, his temper,
all the drinking…

Well, Mom, you know.

Everybody let's just remain calm.

I need you to listen
to me very carefully.

You are not
to say a word.

What?

Did you know?

You're not to say a word
and I mean it.

I will talk to your father and…

Right, cause you talk about everything.

You will not breathe a word until
I've spoken with him. Is that clear?

Sure.

This is gonna change everything!

You're right.

It will.

How long have you known?

What?

What are you talking about?

How long have you known?

I've known for the past few weeks.

I went to see Dr. Weller.

Rebecca, do you know what this means?

I mean, for us,
for the family, for the kids,

the company, for Christ sake.

I think I do.

So, yeah, then,
well…

We're gonna fix it then, right?

We're gonna fix it.

We'll fix it
before it's too late.

I hope you believe me
and understand

when I say I am so sorry.

I am truly sorry, Mason.

But I think we both know

It's already too late.

He said it's cancer,
and it's metastasized

I can't believe this.

Honey, are you sure?

Yeah.

What do you need from us?

To help me keep it together
for them right now.

Okay.

How do you do this
with so many people?

Strangers.

I don't "do" this.

I know you don't like me digging,
but can't you make a living another way?

I mean, look at you.

Seriously. You are gorgeous,
you are smart, you are assured…

Why this?

I clear over $200,000 a year.

I make my own schedule

and I get to give back.

Give back?

Give back?

I'm a little lost here.

Nothing.

No. What do you mean?

I wanna know why you do this.

Why are you here?

I wanna know you.

Please, don't take this the wrong way.
I don't expect anything back really.

I just want to say it.

One time in my life.

And really mean it.

I

love

you.

You'll have us going up here.

Honey, it's time.

No, we're down here.

We just came from this place,
alright?

You need to tell me what happened.

In fact, look at the last group
of palm trees over there.

We should go investigate them.

You should go investigate
over there, right?

You had your chance.

You had your chance.

Stop!

This is not about me, Rebecca.

I want to taste you.

Oh, I love the way you smell.

You know, you've been working for me
for -what- five years now?

I've never seen you like this.

You haven't taken a new client
in -what- six weeks?

And don't even try to tell me
that you've been busy

because I know exactly what
you've been busy doing.

It needs to stop now
for your own good.

I don't want it to stop.

I know you don't.

But I have seen so many girls
go down this track, fall for Johns.

It's not like that.

It's never like that.

But it never ends well.

I have to. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I've got your back, kid.

Bloody hell, girls.

This artwork that you do, Paris,
seriously it's amazing.

Was this what you were used to do?

It's a hobby.

I love this.
It's so cute.

Honey, this is not a hobby.

You are extremely talented.
I'm not kidding.

Tell me.

Well, the point is…

sort of besides the point…

In and of itself…

What does any of them really mean?

Nothing.

But when you put one here,

and here,

and here,

all of these funny,
random, seemingly,

as in life, disjointed pieces,

somehow they all
magically come together.

Every speck,

every part…

it all comes together

to create the whole picture.

I was instructed to give you this
after the funeral.

I'm so sorry.

Who are you?

I have to tell you.
In all my years

I have never
been stumped by a client.

Not once.

Until now. Okay.
So here's the truth:

I watch a lot
of soap operas.

So when I got your call,
at first I thought:

"Oh, that had to be
Mrs. White's evil twin".

Or you were going to blackmail Valentina,
which I do not recommend,

because that gal
is one crazy bitch.

My favorite:
you are actually looking for

a ticket on Valentina's
gravy train yourself.

No.

Thank you.

I needed that.

And thank you
for meeting with me.

What can I do for you?

When the time comes,
I'd like you to give this to Paris.

It's a gift.
She'll know what it means.

But you see her almost every day,
why don't you just give it to her?

No, I…

I have not been able to see
Paris for the last few days.

Ohh, lovers quarrel. Sorry.

You know, would you mind
losing the shades?

I can't see you.
It drives me nuts.

- You really tied one on last night.
- This is important.

I want her to get out.

Did it ever occur to you that
maybe we do this because we like it?

That we are proud of our trade,
that we've had opportunities?

You, yes.

But not Paris.

You really care about her,
don't you?

I'm in love with her.

Yes, you are.

But I hate to tell you,
you're not gonna be the last.

I need to be her last… client.

She trusts you, Sylvie.

She relies on you,
I know that.

I'm not gonna be
seeing Paris again.

So, your husband found out, hm?

You want soap opera?

I'm dying.

Cancer.

I don't have
a lot of time left and

I'm beginning to have some
severe physical symptoms.

I don't want Paris
to see me like this.

I want her to remember me…

Of course you do.

…remember the good stuff.

Okay, listen to me.

You have got to say goodbye to her.

You have to.

You know that.

Look, you're scared.

You can't just disappear.

And I don't want you to worry

not about Paris, because
I'm gonna pick her back up.

I'm gonna put her
in my back pocket.

Okay? I'm gonna take care of Paris,

but you have to tell her.

And not just for her.

For you.

For you.

So, as we say in the trade,

"women up".

I need to say goodbye.

What's going on?

I love you so much.

We really want this.

Oh, I want this.

I've wanted this my whole life.

And you gave it to me.

Hi, sweetie.

You okay?

We'll see you at the house.

Your mother retained me to work
for you as long as you need me.

Oh, what's this?

Your mother revised her will.

She was very busy
her last few months.

This will all become clear to you
when you're able to read through it.

- You guys all right?
- Yeah. We're all right.

She wanted to make sure that
there wasn't anything that you needed.

She was pretty certain
there would be some

harsh feelings
among the ranks.

So she retained me

to protect your interests.

If it makes any difference,
I have never met a woman

with more character
than your mother.

My sincerest condolences.

Are you okay?

I'll see you at home, okay?

"My dear Jessica,"

My dear Jessica,

I know this can't erase the past
but it will protect your future.

When your dad signed
his assets over to me

I decided to reconstruct my will

so that all three
of my children would be equal

and all sharing your futures
as true brothers and sisters.

So what I couldn't do
in my lifetime,

I've done now.
Protected you.

Just know

I am with you.

I love you,

mom.

Oh, my god.

Excuse me.

Excuse me,
Ms. Scofield?

You're the artist, right?
Hi.

Yeah?

Do I know you?

No.

But you knew my mother.

And

I want to know…

I want to know about my mom.

Okay.

See, I feel like I've known her
in a very black and white way.

And I want to know
who she became

in the end.

And now for Miss Scofield's
center piece…

What would you like to know?

"Une petite mort".