The Affair (2014–…): Season 2, Episode 9 - 209 - full transcript

Previously on The Affair...

Noah.

Need you.
Excuse us.

Oh, please don't
steal him, Eden.

Someone more important
wants to talk to him.

- I hate her.
- She's just doing her job.

Our family is cursed, Cole.

This happens in families

when something so evil
has occurred.

You are not selling
your grandparents' house.

The house is in escrow.



It's done.

You're really late.

My fault.
Totally my fault.

Ah, Eden.
Where's the turkey?

Shit, I knew
we forgot something.

- I'll go get it right now.
- No, it's closed.

Noah, do you want to listen

to your baby's heartbeat?

Do you even want this baby?

Of course I do.

I was trying to hurt you.

I was trying to get you
out of my house,

and as soon as
you walked out that door,

I wanted you back.



Te amo también.

Where were you all night?

I don't mix business
with this kind of pleasure.

♪ I was screaming
into the canyon ♪

♪ At the moment of my death ♪

♪ The echo I created ♪

♪ Outlasted my last breath ♪

♪ My voice
it made an avalanche ♪

♪ And buried a man
I never knew ♪

♪ And when he died
his widowed bride ♪

♪ Met your daddy
and they made you ♪

♪ I have only one thing to do
and that's ♪

♪ Be the wave that I am
and then ♪

♪ Sink back into the ocean ♪

♪ I have only one thing to do
and that's ♪

♪ Be the wave that I am
and then ♪

♪ Sink back into the ocean ♪

♪ I have only one thing to do
and that's ♪

♪ Be the wave that I am
and then ♪

♪ Sink back into the ocean ♪

♪ Sink back into the ocean ♪

♪ Sink back into the o ♪

♪ Sink back into the ocean ♪

♪ Sink back into the o ♪

♪ Sink back into the ocean ♪

♪ Sink back into the ocean ♪

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We've got some traffic

on the eastbound Lincoln Tunnel

and two lanes closed
on the Manhattan Bridge.

But the big news right now
is this hurricane warning.

Yes, that's right.

I said hurricane warning

in effect
in the tri-state area,

Hurricane Alex,
a category four right now,

making its way
up the Atlantic from the Gulf,

however, not expected
to make landfall.

Okay, I don't know, Mike.

A hurricane in March?

Is this global warming?

I guess so, but hey,

hopefully they're right...

You sure I can't get you
anything else

while you wait
for your friend?

He's not my friend,

and it doesn't look like
he's showing up.

OkCupid?

What?

You're on
an Internet date, right?

Yes, I am.

Um, but it's, um, Tinder.

You know that?

Yeah, I've heard of it.

It's my first time.

My daughter set the whole thing
up for me, so...

- How old's your daughter?
- 18.

That makes sense.

Tinder is more of
a hookup site for millennials.

That's usually where
the divorcées hang out.

- Thanks for the tip.
- No problem.

Can I get you
anything else?

Nope, this is great.

Just the check, and here,
you can just run that.

Sure.

Hey.

Do I know you?

Yeah.

From where?

I operated on your son.

- God. Dr. Ullah!
- Yeah.

I'm sorry.

It's such a different context.
Hi.

How's he doing?

He's better.

Um, he gained six pounds
since the surgery.

- That's great.
- Mm-hmm.

I've been meaning
to follow up with you,

just to get you
some sort of thank-you.

Come on,
that isn't necessary.

- It's my job.
- No, but I want to.

I just, I really...
I wasn't sure

what surgeons generally like.

Alcohol.

O... kay.

Do you prefer red or white?

- I prefer whiskey.
- Okay.

Wine doesn't get you drunk
fast enough.

Right.

Whiskey, okay.

Should I send that
to the hospital, or...

No.

You got a pen?
I'll give you my home address.

- Oh, thank you.
- Sure.

Okay.

It's 322 Lenox Avenue.

- You live in Harlem?
- Yep.

What are you doing
all the way out here?

Well, I'm on call tonight
at Brooklyn Central,

but I was worried
about the weather,

so decided to come
hang out down here

in case I have to go in.

I'll have another.

How much have you
had to drink?

This?
Oh, don't worry.

This just loosens my joints.

Hey, I hope
you don't mind.

I couldn't help
eavesdropping.

Were you here to meet
a Tinder date?

Yep.

So married women
do use Tinder.

- Fascinating.
- I'm not married.

- You're not?
- Not anymore.

- I'm shocked to hear that.
- Oh, really?

I find that hard to believe
since the last time you saw me

you had a front-row seat
to my divorce.

Is that what was
happening there?

Yes, that's what was happening.

We were in the middle
of a horrible litigation,

and he... it was...

...well, bad,
but it's over now.

Thank God.

Very nice to see you.

And I will, um...

I'll get you that whiskey
straightaway.

- You're leaving? Why?
- Yeah.

Because I have to get
back to my kids.

'Cause it's a little windy?

Actually,
we just got an emergency alert.

The mayor is closing down
the subways at 9 p.m. tonight.

My manager just said
we need to kick you all out,

so we can go home.

Okay, well, thanks again.

And, uh, nice to see you.

Wait.

How about leaving me
your number?

Yeah...

This is great, you guys,

but can you do
this part outside?

Sure.

So can I have it?

Your number.

You're not gonna, like,

ask me out on a date
or anything, are you?

I was thinking about it.

It's a bad idea.

You'll accept a date
from some rando on the Internet,

but you won't
go out with me?

I mean,
what is a date, really?

It's just an interview
for sex.

Okay.

Would you like
to have sex with me?

Sure.

Hi, guys.

Hi, Mom.
How was your meeting?

It was good.

Where's Martin?

In his room.

And did Whitney
leave already?

Yeah, Chrissy came
to pick her up.

Did they say
where they were going?

No.

Okay,

I'm gonna go,
um, check the basement

and make sure there aren't
any leaks from the storm.

Is it raining yet?

Can I offer you something?

Just some water
would be great.

Great.

Do you mind if I just...
it's the hospital.

Oh, no, go ahead.

This is Dr. Ullah.

Who?

Oh, yeah, okay.

Put her through.

Hi, Mrs. Gatewood,
how's Kim feeling?

What?

No, no.

You have nothing
to worry about.

The hospital has
backup generators.

They will...

Well...

No, none of the machines
will stop working,

I promise,
especially not the ones

connected to
your daughter's kidney.

I know.
I know you are.

That's perfectly natural,
but I promise you have...

Well... but you have...

You have nothing
to worry about.

You guys just hang in there
for the night,

and I'll see you all
in the morning for rounds.

Okay?
Oh...

You too.

Me too.

Yeah, you too.

Okay, bye.

Needy bitch.

Dr. Ullah?

- Martin, my man.
- Hi.

What's happening?

What are you doing here?

He was in the neighborhood.

Yeah, I came by
to check on you, of course,

see how you're doing.

I'm okay.

Well, your mom says
you're doing a lot better.

Yeah, I guess so.

Any more stomachaches?

Yeah, if I eat something
that I shouldn't.

Bitch of a disease,
isn't it?

Yeah, it is.

Well, did your GI recommend
Humira injections?

Yeah.

Uh, he did.

Are they helping?

Mm.

- Um, he hates taking them.
- No?

It freaking hurts.
Her hands shake.

Makes it ten times worse.

So we kind of
gave up on it.

Oh, no.
You can't do that.

Well, I can show you a trick,
makes it much easier.

Do you have any
in the house?

Yeah, I have some
in the fridge.

No, Mom, I'm fine.

Martin, the doctor
might be able

to show us something
that we don't know.

I feel fine.
Put it back!

Hey, Martin.
Martin, hey, listen to me.

Look, the first thing
we're gonna do,

we're gonna let this thing
warm up.

A part of what makes it
so painful is the temperature.

And then we're gonna
put it in your stomach.

That's easier than the thigh
for some people.

And I promise,
I have a technique

that will make it hurt,
like, 60% less.

Will you let me try it?

I don't know.

Fair enough.
Okay.

I'll tell you what.

I'm gonna hang out here
with your mom

for 30 minutes
while this warms up,

and then after 30 minutes,

you can decide
what you want to do.

If you want me to leave,
then I will.

Deal?

Deal.

Great.

See you soon.

I don't get it.

What? Get what?

Are you a nice guy
that acts like a dick

or a dick that acts
like a nice guy?

Uh, what's the difference?

There's... it's actually
really a big difference.

Mm, I don't think so.

Uh, do you generally feel warmly
towards other humans,

or is it just sort of
a performance or something?

- I mean...
- Look.

If you're trying
to evaluate my character,

it's not that hard
to work out.

If you think, on balance,

that the good I do
outweighs the bad,

I'm a good person.

If you think the bad
outweighs the good,

the opposite is true.

But I'm talking
about how you feel.

Like, feel in your... your...

- My heart?
- Yeah.

My heart is a muscular organ
with four chambers

that's located just behind

and slightly to the left
of my breastbone.

It doesn't feel anything.

It works.

What?

What did I say?

Nothing.

That was just
really depressing.

You want me to leave?

No, no.

I want you to stay
and give Martin his shots.

I know I'm supposed to be
the one giving him his shots

'cause I'm his mother, right?
Yes, I know that.

But you know what, he's right.

I do shake,
and then I'm terrified.

And I-I-I just want
to stop hurting him.

And this past year
with the divorce,

all I've done is put
my kids through hell.

And I just want to make it stop.

I want to make it stop,

and I cannot get
my shit together.

I mean, I have four kids, and
I'm doing this all by myself.

How did this happen?
How did this happen?

You got a divorce.

You know, sometimes I think...

I hate being a mother.

Oh, just got
a Tinder message.

Are you serious?

I'm sorry. Sorry.

What were you saying?

Oh, my God.
Get out.

Just get out.

Okay.

Now that we've iced it,
I'm gonna pinch this spot

when I give you the shot.

Okay?

You ready?

Okay.

How was that?

It was all right.

All right.

All right.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

- Excuse me.
- There you go, sweetie.

- Thanks, Mom.
- Ooh, you got it?

Okay.

- What are you?
- Ewe.

- Pig. What are you?
- I'm a ewe. A ewe!

You're a sheep!

I'll not be called a
common sheep, thank you kindly.

I'm a Border Leicester ewe.
The name's Maa.

Where you going now?

Probably to the hospital.

Really?

You're not gonna meet
your Tinder date?

Nah.

She lives in Red Hook.
I doubt I could find a cab.

Well, you're welcome
to stay here

and wait out the storm.

Seem like a nice, young pig.

- What be your name?
- Babe.

Not like them wolves.
Treat you like dirt, they do.

Bite you as soon as
they look at you.

I'd rather drown.

- Bite you?
- And worse!

Some wolves be so bad,

they run a sheep down
and tear it to pieces.

Fly would never do that.

Fly, is it?

Well, a right vicious creature
she be, I'll tell you...

- Dr. Ullah left?
- Yeah.

- Just now?
- Mm-hmm.

Went out into the storm?

Where are you?

Yeah, hi, uh,
this is Alison Bailey.

I'm a patient of Dr. Rathbone.

Ah, shit.

Fuck.

Oh, hey, nurse.

Is there any, uh,
news from my doctor?

Dr. Rathbone can't make it.
The roads are bad.

He is trapped in Westchester,
so I'm filling in for him.

I'm Dr. D'Amato.

You're a doctor.

You look so young.

Well, I'm 33.

Well... wow, 33.
A doctor, that's impressive.

- Is it?
- Yeah.

So I, uh, see this is
your second birth.

That's a good thing.

Means you've been
through this before.

I-I-I, uh, I can't be going
into labor right now.

I'm not due
for another five weeks.

Could it be Braxton-Hicks?

Eh, let's take a look,
shall we?

Whoa.

What does "whoa" mean?

Ah, you are five centimeters
dilated already.

Alison, you are
having a baby tonight.

What? No, I...

Uh, is there anyone here
with you, a partner or...

Uh, no,
I-I-I don't know where he is.

I can't... I can't get him
on my phone.

He's... he's not picking up.

It's okay. It's okay.
Relax.

We'll find him.

Rodney had
his biggest hits in the '90s,

but he's
still Hollywood royalty.

Everyone loves
working with him.

He's gonna make a movie
of "Descent"?

Well, he genuinely
loved your book.

I think he may have even
read the whole thing.

So he wants to be in business.

You two just have
to hit it off.

Got it.

And if George commits, phew,
this movie will get made.

George Clooney's really
gonna come out in this weather?

He said he's coming out
for one reason only, Noah.

To meet you.

Shit,
there goes my phone.

Where the fuck is it?

Can you help me out here?

Come on, it'll be here
when you get back.

It's obviously here
someplace.

Solloway, let's go.
There's a long line behind us.

Okay.

♪ Ah, made you look ♪

♪ You a slave to a page
in my rhyme book ♪

♪ Gettin' big money,
playboy, your time's up ♪

♪ Where them gangsters at?
Where them dimes at? ♪

♪ This ain't rappin',
this is street hop ♪

♪ Now get up off your ass
like your seat's hot ♪

♪ My live niggas
lit up the reefer ♪

♪ Trunk of the car,
we got the street sweeper ♪

♪ Don't start none,
won't be none ♪

♪ No reason for your mans
to panic ♪

♪ You don't wanna see
no ambulances ♪

♪ Knock a pimp straight down
in his pimp cup ♪

♪ That's the way
you get Timbaland up ♪

♪ Let the music
diffuse all the tension... ♪

Holy shit,
is that Keith Richards?

Yeah, you want me
to introduce you?

I wouldn't know
what to say to him.

- Aw...
- There he is.

...he's a total sweetheart.
Oh, thank you.

Hey, hey, hey,
here he is!

Here he is!

All right.

The new bad boy
of American letters.

Mr. Callahan.

Rodney, come on.

So you having a good time?
Anything you need?

No, no.
I got everything, thanks.

You got everything.
You got Eden here.

Hi, sweetheart.

How about just one slap?

Go for it, big boy.
Whoo!

Ooh, I love that girl!

Come on, sit down.

So let me tell you,

I fucking love your novel.

But you know
what else I love?

The shit that
you have stirred up,

some people calling you
the voice of your generation,

others saying that the book
is nothing but porn.

I mean, do you know
how long it has been

since someone dared
to mix high art

with good old-fashioned fucking?

Hmm? Henry Miller?
Nabokov?

But nowadays, most authors,

they're scared shitless
to do something like that.

I mean, political correctness

has turned us all into
a nation of fucking pussies.

When I used to hang around
with Norman Mailer,

I produced two movies
based on his novels, you know?

He stirred up
the same kind of shit,

but that's how you knew
that the books mattered.

Here, try this.
I hear it's very good.

You want some?

No, thanks. Go ahead.

I'm telling you, Noah,

Norman would've
loved your book.

You're his, uh...

You're like
his literary son.

Wow, thanks.

I, uh...

I... look,
I-I never thought

I'd meet a producer in Hollywood
who understood my work so well.

Yeah, you know why that is.

'Cause we're not
in Hollywood, yeah.

Now listen, now listen.

Just one thing
I want to discuss with you.

- You don't mind, do you?
- No, please, anything.

Look, like I said before,

I love everything
about your novel,

except that ending.

I mean, it's so dark,
and I love dark,

but come on, shit, the guy
mows her down in his car?

Would you consider,
for the movie...

well, let me put it to you
this way...

when we have Jennifer Lawrence
playing Lana,

she's not gonna end up

getting dragged
under a fucking minivan, okay?

Mm-mm.

So what would you think of doing
something a little more upbeat?

Maybe romantic?

Like the two of them
sitting down to dinner

with an unimaginable secret
between them?

Ooh! I love this guy.

He reads my mind.

No, that was... that was
my original i... that's...

- I fucking love your idea.
- Yeah.

Why didn't I think of that?
That's a great idea.

You wanna hear
another good idea?

- Yes.
- Noah? Really?

Hey, Max, what...

What the fuck are
you doing here?

I could ask you
the same question.

Hey, come on,
hurricane party?

You know I can't say no.

Isn't this place incredible?

My real estate agent
sold this house to the host.

Some rich Hollywood asshole.

Hey, um, Rodney,
this is Max.

Max, this is the Rodney,
the, uh, host.

Ah, shit.
Sorry, man.

Sorry.

Max Cadman.

Rich Wall Street asshole.

It takes one to know one,
I guess.

Ain't that the truth.

Those poor suckers in town
battening down for the storm,

worried for their lives.

Look, guys like you and me,
Rodney, we know the only way

to survive a hurricane...
wall-to-wall models.

Hey, we're in the middle
of a meeting.

Who?

You... you and Rodney?

- No shit.
- Yeah, no shit.

Rodney's gonna produce
the movie of my book, so...

That's great. Yeah.
Don't let me interrupt you guys.

Keep... keep talking.

I'm gonna do a little work
right here.

You know, actually,

if I could put in
my two cents,

I've been giving
a lot of thought to,

uh, the role of Alison.

What do you call her
in the book, again?

The, uh, whatever.

Anyway, stick with me here,
little outside the box.

As Alison, Sasha Grey.

How hot would that be?

Mm, yes.

You know who she is,
right?

No, you don't.
You are in for a treat, Rodney.

Sasha Grey came out
of the adult cinema world.

Now she's actually
completely legit.

She's a beautiful actress,
and with her experience,

she could kill
in the sex scenes.

Come on, you need to go.
Let's go.

- Max, come on, let's go.
- Why?

- You gotta go.
- Jesus fucking Christ.

That was quite rude.

Good talking to you,
Rodney. Why do I have to leave?

I'm trying to close
a fucking important deal,

and you're fucking it up,
that's why.

I'm fucking you up?

Yes.

Maybe you forgot,
buddy, that, um,

I'm the guy that
lent you 50 grand

when you were fucking up
your own life...

- I know, Max.
- ...which you never paid back.

- Excuse me, everyone!
- You said it was a gift.

Can I have your attention,
please?

I didn't push it because I know

you didn't have
any fucking money, right,

'cause you wrote a book, right,
and I run a hedge fund.

Excuse me.
According to the police blotter,

they may start
shutting down the roads,

so anyone who's not waiting out
the storm should start leaving.

Uh, I gotta get back
to business.

Business, is that... is that what
you're calling it now?

Noah, the thing is, you were
supposed to be the good guy.

Right? I was supposed
to be the asshole.

Oh, you're still
the asshole, Max.

I'm sorry about that.

How do you know
that unpleasant human being?

Uh...

he was... he was a friend
of my ex-wife.

- Can I?
- Sure.

♪ I hate the feeling when
you're looking at me that way ♪

♪ 'Cause we're
North Americans ♪

♪ But if we act all shy ♪

♪ It'll make it okay ♪

♪ Makes it go away ♪

♪ Oh, I don't know,
I don't know ♪

♪ Oh, where to begin ♪

♪ When we're North American ♪

♪ But in the end
make the same mistakes ♪

♪ All over again ♪

♪ Come on, North Americans ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ We are North American scum ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh... ♪

Shit, really?

What... what's wrong?

George isn't gonna make it.

He doesn't wanna
brave the storm.

It's all right.
I'm sure they'll reschedule.

No, look,
if he's really not coming,

I should get home.

I'm fucking wasted.

Can you call a cab?

I could.

♪ Here in North America ♪

♪ When our young kids... ♪

Or you could stay
and see what happens.

♪ Magazines,
we don't have those ♪

♪ So where's the love,
where's the love ♪

♪ Where's the love,
where's the love ♪

♪ Where's the love tonight ♪

♪ But there's no love, man ♪

♪ There's no love
and the kids are uptight ♪

♪ Uh, uh... ♪

I thought you didn't
fuck people you work with.

Tour's over, Noah.

♪ Let's go, North America... ♪

Suffolk County Police have

officially closed the roads.

You're all here for the night!

See, it's a sleepover.

♪ Freaked out
in North America ♪

♪ But then I said
the more I do it ♪

♪ The better it gets ♪

♪ Let's rock, North America ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ We are North American scum ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ We're from North America ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh... ♪

There's a guest bedroom
upstairs

at the end of the hall.

Come meet me there
in 15 minutes.

♪ Oh, we are
North American... ♪

Why do you need 15?

♪ New York's the greatest ♪

♪ If you get someone
to pay the rent ♪

♪ Whoo-hoo, North America ♪

♪ And it's the furthest
you can live ♪

♪ From the government ♪

♪ Uh-huh, huh ♪

♪ Some proud American
Christians might disagree ♪

♪ Here in North America ♪

♪ But New York's
the only place ♪

♪ We're keeping them
off the street ♪

♪ Boo boo ♪

♪ Now we can't have parties
like in Spain ♪

♪ Where they go all night ♪

♪ Shut down in North America ♪

♪ Or like Berlin
where they go another night ♪

♪ All right,
uh-huh, uh-huh ♪

♪ You see I love this place ♪

♪ That I've grown to know ♪

♪ All right, North America ♪

♪ And yeah,
I know you wouldn't touch us ♪

♪ With a ten-foot pole
'cause we're... ♪

♪ Fat pockets on flat
with the gat ♪

♪ Rolling around
a nine deuce Cadillac ♪

♪ Still got my homies
to watch my back ♪

♪ And they'll smoke your ass
if you wanna come chat ♪

♪ That's why some pigs
and the kids come sweatin' ♪

♪ They follow, a hollow point
shell's hard to swallow ♪

♪ Why wallow when you come
to roll on ♪

♪ I put the clip in the .45,
bring your ass on ♪

♪ Kickin' dust at your head,
the gat busts ♪

♪ My crib's surrounded,
I'm about to get rushed ♪

♪ I brushed with death ♪

♪ How many shells
stuffed in my closet ♪

♪ Where my big cloak necks
kept ♪

♪ When the shit goes down ♪

♪ You better be ready ♪

♪ When the shit goes down! ♪

♪ When the shit goes down ♪

♪ You better be ready ♪

♪ When the shit goes down! ♪

♪ When the shit goes down ♪

♪ You better be ready ♪

♪ When the shit goes down! ♪

♪ When the shit goes down ♪

♪ You better be ready ♪

♪ You better be ready! ♪

♪ I told the boys
get the sawed-off glock ♪

♪ And the rest of the gats ♪

♪ As I strapped on
the bullet-proof vest ♪

♪ Boom, I think I got one
to the chest ♪

♪ Hot damn,
I didn't wanna kill a man ♪

♪ Shit, I still stand tall ♪

♪ When the shit goes down ♪

♪ You better be ready ♪

♪ When the shit goes down! ♪

♪ When the shit goes down ♪

♪ You better be ready ♪

♪ You better be ready! ♪

♪ I'm chillin', I'm ridin' ♪

♪ You know the moment
comes down with me ♪

♪ I'm chillin', I'm ridin' ♪

♪ You rollin' up
and it's fine with me ♪

♪ I'm chillin', I'm ridin' ♪

♪ You rollin', mami,
come slide with me ♪

♪ I'm chillin', I'm ridin' ♪

♪ You rollin' up
and that's fine with me ♪

♪ Now get a dose
of the ferocious game ♪

♪ I'm swooping them dames
just like vultures ♪

♪ You're bogus,
grant something like hypnosis ♪

♪ We in the back,
she in the back coming over ♪

♪ Three in the lap, three more
playing the shoulder ♪

♪ I take two of each
like Noah ♪

♪ Two Red Bull
and two dark mocha... ♪

Dad?

Dad, what the fuck?

What the fuck?

Dad, get out!

Hey!

Hey, what the hell
are you doing?

My BMW!
Give me the keys!

Are you crazy?
The roads are closed!

You gotta give me
my fucking keys, man.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck!

Fuck.

Fuck. Fuck!

Fuck!

Ah, fuck.

Come on.

Shit!

Fuck. Fuck.

Shit!

Oh, shit.

Shit!

Come on!

No way, fuck!

Ah, fuck, fuck!

Ah, shit.

Oh, not yet.
Not yet, please.

Not yet, not yet.

Oh, shit.

- How's it going in here?
- Hey.

They're getting faster.

Yeah?
You want to get back in bed?

No, walking around
is better right now.

Did you manage
to get a hold of him?

No, I think we should
forget about him for now.

Service is out everywhere
with the hurricane.

Let's focus on you
and that baby, okay?

Can you do that for me?

Yeah?

How many babies
have you delivered?

Quite a few.

You don't need to worry.

Alison, it is perfectly natural
to feel scared right now, okay?

But I promise you
everything is gonna be okay.

Yep, breathe.

Shit.

Oh, thank God
for generators, right?

Yeah, yeah, breathe.

Breathe.

Breathe, Alison, breathe.

Good job.

Yeah, one down.

Oh, God,
please keep trying him.

I can't do this alone.

- I can't do this alone.
- You are not alone.

You are not alone.
I am not leaving.

Can you believe it?

I had to wear my cousins'
hand-me-downs.

My ma made sure
we all got lessons.

So when I was 11,
I think,

it was around Christmas,

I was performing
The Nutcracker

with a bunch of little girls,
and we had to go

point, point,
point, arabesque,

and then I just
lose my balance,

and I fell
right into Alicia Romero.

And of course, all the girls
just came down with me.

That was when my mom decided
that I could quit ballet.

Oh, come on.

Funny little story, huh?

It's a funny story.

Wow, that storm is crazy.

I've seen worse out there.

If you won't let me
cheer you up,

you have to talk about
what you're feeling.

And I understand.

You lived here
for a long time.

This... this is hard.

Well, it should've been
a lot easier,

if Alison would've shown up
to pack up her shit.

She's the one that wanted
to sell this house.

And she stuck us with the mess.

Big surprise.

Look, we got the job done.

No, you got the job done.

Everything that was
her responsibility you did.

Well, what about
a little thank-you?

Oh, shit.

What happened?

I didn't bring any condoms.

It's okay.

Are you sure?

Yeah.

Good?

Amazing.

Don't stop.

So what's gonna happen now?

What do you mean?

Well, after tomorrow,
you won't have a place to live.

And if you don't
mind me saying,

a financial planner
would be a great idea.

You're gonna be
Mr. Money Bags.

She's only
giving me that money,

so she doesn't
have to feel guilty.

I'm not gonna take
a dime of it.

Ugh, okay, well,
it's... it's your decision.

But where are you
gonna live?

In a tree?

I don't know.
I'll figure something out.

Well, once I start
my new job,

it's gonna be hard for me
to come out here as much.

Montauk is far,
and I work on the weekends.

Have you ever thought about...

moving to the city?

Not for a second.

Hey, hey.

I love you.

We're gonna
figure something out, okay?

Yeah.

What happened?
Is this the eye?

Yeah.

Probably got about a half hour
before the second half moves in.

We should go.

I want to show you
something first.

Used to cut these in

twice a year to show him
how big he was getting.

You think I should take them?

Of course.

The new owner's just gonna
knock the place down anyway.

After that, this'll all be gone.

It'll be like
we were never here.

He would've loved you.

I mean,
everybody loves you.

And who knows,
maybe one day,

we can cut in some notches
for our own kids.

Did I say something wrong?

No, what you said was lovely.

I, uh...

Hey.

What just happened there?

Nothing.

I, uh...

should've told you sooner.

I c... I can't.

You can't what?

I can't get pregnant.

I'm infertile.

When... when I was 22,
I got these...

things growing inside me,
some fibroids.

One was as big
as a grapefruit.

I didn't have health insurance
at the time,

so, I mean,
I couldn't go to the doctor.

I mean,
I couldn't afford it.

One day,
I started bleeding,

so my cousin found this guy.

She told me he was a surgeon
back wherever he came from,

and...

he removed the fibroids

but left some scars
all over the place.

I can't grow a baby in there.

I'm sorry.

I should've told you sooner,
but I just...

I'm sorry.

Fuck me.

- Cole?
- Oh, fuck me.

It's true.

What are you talking about?

All of it, it's all true,

all that crazy shit my mother
was spouting at Thanksgiving.

We're cursed.

My family is cursed.

What curse?

- Remember?
- Uh...

I went over to her place
for dinner, Thanksgiving,

before I came to see you,
and she was just going off

with all this insane bullshit

about how my grandfather
was a baby killer

and we were cursed,
just voodoo nonsense.

And I... and I...
I got out of there,

but now it turns out
she was right.

We are cursed 'cause there will
never be another Lockhart child.

You can't have children,
so that's it.

That's it.

Let me see if I got this.

You're telling me
that my infertility

has something to do with
your fucked-up family curse?

That the scars in my uterus
are the result of some crime

your grandfather did,
I don't know,

a fucking hundred years ago?

Well, when you put it
like that...

Is there another way
to put it, Cole?

I'm sorry, okay?

I shouldn't have opened
my mouth.

Look, I understand.

I mean, you lost a child.

That's... that's horrible.

That has to be the worst
that can happen to anyone.

But all of this...

Fuck,
you're so fucking dramatic.

The world does not revolve
around your pain.

- I know that.
- Do you?

Because you don't seem like
you know.

You drive a cab,
you don't plan for the future,

and you don't give a shit
about your family.

Scotty takes care
of the family now.

Scotty's a fucking addict.
He needs to go to rehab.

But at least he's trying,

which is more than I can say
for you.

Wait, hey, wait.
Wait, wait, wait.

You know what, a lot of bad shit
has happened to me too.

In fact, if you've forgotten,

I'm the one
who can't have babies.

But I put one foot
in front of the other

every single fucking day because
I want to make my life better.

Okay, fine! I'm sorry.
I was joking!

I'm sorry I brought up
that stupid fucking curse.

Well, I'm not,

because this has made something
really clear to me.

Anything that goes wrong in your
life, you blame someone else...

your mother, your ex-wife, even
your fucking dead grandfather...

which means that,
if something goes wrong with us,

you're gonna blame me.

Where are you gonna go?

If you want your shit,
it'll be in the Butlers' garage.

No, no,
I don't want you leaving now.

- It's not safe.
- It's walking distance.

I'll be fine.

You know what, I love you, Cole.

But I can't get rid
of your curse.

You have to do it for yourself.

Okay, fine, fine.

Go.
You should go now.

Oh, God.

Please, I need him.
Where is he?

Shh.

Ah! I can't do this.

I can't do it.

I don't want to.
I don't want to.

I don't want to.

- I don't want this baby. Oh!
- Alison...

- I don't want this baby! Ah!
- Listen to me, Alison.

Listen, the baby's heart rate
is slowing down, okay?

I need you... I need you
to stop fighting this, okay?

Alison, you have
to let this baby come.

I don't want to.

Stop fighting the contractions.
Use the pain, all right?

This baby is coming
whether you want it or not.

You have to stop fighting it
right now.

Breathe.
Look at me. Look at me.

Breathe.

Good.
Good job.

Okay, I need you
to stay with me here.

Good.

I need you to push.

I need you to push, Alison.

Ready?

Come on, Alison.

One, two, three.

Come on, Alison.

Four, five, six...

...seven.

Nurse, I need some help in here!

Nurse, I need help right now!

Come on, Alison!
Push!

All right, I need you to push.

Ready?

Daddy.

Come into the water with me.

Daddy, come into the water
with me.

Daddy.

Daddy!

Alison.

Alison, I need you
to stay with me right now, okay?

All right, here we go.
Come on, Alison.

And one.

There you go, one more.
Come on, Alison!

The baby is crowning.

I can see the head.

Push!

I can see the head, Alison.
Push!

I can see the head. Come on.

Almost there.
Come on.

She's here, Alison.
She's here.

Shh.

Good morning, Alison.

Look at that.
She's perfect.

Alison, your husband
is finally here.

Should I show him in?

Not yet.

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