The Business (2013–2018): Season 4, Episode 5 - Medo, Pecado e Desejo - full transcript

We have an arrest warrant.
Please come with us.

The Italian's winning again ?

- I need girls for his welcome party.
- I'm on it.

- When are you coming back ?
- Maybe in a few months.

I'm this restaurant's supplier.

- What do you do ?
- I'm a marketing agent.

- Maria Clara de Andrade, please.
- Sorry, wrong number.

Booking you is pretty tough.
You're great at what you do.

You need to quit the hustling.
We're getting married. Grow up.

- Best friends forever ?
- Forever.

Leandro and I
want to live together.



So it's best for everyone
if you'd find your own place.

- Letícia wants virtual sex now.
- What's the password ?

Why won't she speak with I, Poet ?
Did writing make you impotent ?

Karin wants you to play this
in your show.

Bigotry put Karin in jail.

Karin's legal detention
expires tomorrow.

I'm tired of all the bigotry,
and the more tired I get,

the more willing I am
to stand up for what's right.

O NEGÓCIO

FEAR, SIN AND LUST

I'm concerned about Karin,
faggot.

Why, Ariel ?
She was released yesterday.

The media praises her.
She's being successful.

That's precisely why.
She's being successful.



Now you'll ask me,
"But why ?"

But why, Ariel ?

I can see the gears moving
inside your head, baldy.

What's the problem
with her being successful ?

The problem is that success
is failing at failing.

You can't be successful
without failing at failing.

And failing at failing
is the biggest failure of all.

So, when you're successful
you've actually hit rock bottom.

That's why I'm concerned
about Karin.

Because she hit rock bottom.

Good morning.

Hi, I sent Sintra
a bottle of wine to thank him.

I know, he already sent me
a thank you note.

And invited me to dinner.

- Are you going ?
- I haven't replied yet.

Are you actually going ?

I will, because I won't have
anything to do with him.

That doesn't make any sense,
Karin.

If not he'll keep insisting,

and later on, I'll have
to tell him to go away,

that we're incompatible,
that I can't have a relationship

with someone whose values
are opposed to mine.

So it's better to explain it now
and get it over with.

Let's see if I get it, Karin.

You're going there
to tell him you're not going ?

Yes, that's it more or less.

I feel sorry for Oscar.

You didn't have to make
the poor guy sleep on the couch.

He had it coming, Mom.
He needs to grow up, be a man.

Fine, I'm staying out of it.

What are you and Debbie
doing today ?

She's showing me how to make
poached eggs.

I can't seem to get it right.

Can you see who it is ?

It's a voice message
from Chris Müller.

- Chris Müller ?
- Yes. Chris Müller.

Okay. Thanks.

Of course I checked it out
the minute I got to the club.

Hi, Maria Clara.
Long time no see.

I'm sending you this message

because I know
what's happening to Karin,

and I'd like to have
a word with you.

Can we have coffee together ?

Hi, Chris. I'm off today.
What time is good for you ?

Sleeping on the couch sober
is for losers, Oscar.

You say that because
nobody makes you do it.

Seriously, Oscar.
I worry about you.

I know you like Luna.
I'd even say she likes you too.

But I'm not sure
marrying her is good for you.

What on earth
do you mean, Camilo ?

If she's like that now,
just imagine after the wedding.

She'd do anything to change you.

You'd turn into a pushover
and she'd see that right away.

Listen, no woman forgives a guy
that changes for her sake.

- Don't be silly.
- I'm not.

And if you don't change,
she'll start hating you and hurting you.

You're nuts.

- Let me tell you a story.
- What story ?

You won't know, you're an idiot,
but there was a composer,

his name was Purcell,
the greatest of his time.

- Guess how he died.
- How ?

His wife didn't like him
hanging out with his buddies.

So she told the janitors

not to let him in
if he showed up after midnight.

The poor guy was having fun
with his buddies.

He was just enjoying himself
and lost track of the time.

He got home
shortly after midnight.

It was snowing, he spent
the night outside and got pneumonia.

And died.

The greatest composer
of his time died in his thirties

because his wife didn't like him
having fun with his friends.

Luna isn't like that.

- How do you know ?
- I know.

- Want to make sure ?
- What are you suggesting ?

Ask her for a favor
that won't cost her a thing,

but helps you,
something she won't like.

A hustle. That's it. A hustle.
Today's hustle. The Count of Fleury.

Say it's a big deal for you,
and watch how she refuses.

- She won't.
- She will.

- Want to bet ?
- Sure.

Yes, Oscar.

Luna, I know you're mad at me,
but I need your help.

- Help with what ?
- It's so easy, but I really need you.

Go ahead.

Call Santorini at 9:00 PM,
ask for Count of Fleury.

- No way, Oscar.
- It's really important.

- I won't hurt anyone, much less you.
- Ask somebody else.

I don't trust anyone else.
Please ?

- Well, okay.
- Thanks.

- See, idiot ?
- What ?

She's helping me out.

- Then it's worse than I thought.
- How so ?

She's not going to do it.
She lied to you.

- She did not lie.
- Yes, she did.

- We'll see about that.
- Okay.

How about this ?

"Letícia, it's me, I, Poet.
Since you blocked me out,

I created this profile
to apologize to you.

Maybe we moved too fast,

but you know we had
a real connection

which we can't just discard
even if we're just friends."

Sounds good.
Maybe she'll talk to you again.

That's what I need.
I'll seduce her again soon.

Send it.

Sent.

- It won't work.
- Why not ?

She'll never cheat on me.
We're screwed. I was way too cool.

- She already did.
- With my ex-husband.

Because she thought
I cheated on her.

- She did it for love. That's different.
- Shut up, Zanini.

- Is that her ?
- What did she say ?

"Men and women can't be friends.

And I told you
I'll never cheat on my husband."

I told you so. Damn !

- I know what to do.
- What ?

I'll tell her I'm a woman
and make her feel less guilty.

- You think ?
- We have nothing to lose.

This is terrible, just terrible.

I'm in love with my husband,
but it's not really him,

but the person he made up
to test me.

I, Poet is sensitive,
sweet and romantic,

everything Zanini is not,
even if he is Zanini.

I'm worried sick !

It's him again.

IT'S TIME TO TELL YOU MY SECRET.

Now he'll admit he's Zanini.

Why is he doing this ?
What's going on ?

IF MEN AND WOMEN
CAN'T BE FRIENDS,

YOU DON'T NEED TO WORRY
BECAUSE I'M A WOMAN.

- My God !
- What ?

He says he's a woman.

Wait a minute.
That makes sense.

No wonder he was so sensitive,
so sweet.

He made me fall in love
with his female side.

Unbelievable. The man I adore
is Zanini's female side.

Why is he doing this ? Why ?

- Thanks for coming to see me.
- No problem, Bruna.

- Apart from all this, I like you.
- Thanks, Mia. I like you too.

- Talk to me.
- I'm still dating Leandro.

He's going to his uncle's
stag party this evening.

He promised not to go out
with any of the escorts,

but I'm not sure I trust him.

How can I help you ?

He didn't tell me so,
but I know the party's at Blue.

It's a costume party.
You need a uniform to get in.

I know all about the party.

I need to be at Blue tonight
to see if he's being honest.

No, Bruna.

Nobody will know I'm there,
I'll have a mask on.

And if anything happens
I won't make a scene.

I'll keep quiet. I swear.

I know you won't make
a scene, Bruna.

So why can't I go ?

I don't want you to suffer.

I'll suffer more at home.

Please, Mia, let me go,
for old times' sake.

- Okay.
- Thanks, Mia.

GIANCARLO: I'M BACK.

Take this to the pool bar.
The costume party's there.

What's wrong ?

- Giancarlo.
- What about him ?

- He'll be here this evening.
- Is that a bad thing ?

He thinks he's got me
around his little finger,

coming and going
anytime he wants.

He thinks he controls me
and he's so right.

- I need to change that.
- What do you want to do ?

Why don't we host a dinner
for him here ?

I'll get him buzzed,
he'll lower his guard,

and I'll discover his weak spot.

I'll ask Debbie to make dinner,

to try some of her dishes
for our new restaurant.

Excellent, César.

- Hi.
- Hi.

- Time has passed.
- Right.

Have a seat.

I wanted to see you
because I need to tell you...

Seeing all that Karin's
been going through,

I finally understand
the reasons why you lied to me.

And I'd like to apologize
for not understanding you back then.

Give me a second.
Hello.

Already ? Okay. I'm on it.

I need to go.

- Now ?
- Yes. Right now.

I've got corn on the cob
stand at a fair near my ranch,

and they ran out of corn.

All our income goes to charity
so I can't let the stand close.

Would you like to come with me ?
We can talk on the way there.

Let's go.

If anybody else asked me
to replace corn on the cob

at some fair stand,
I'd say no right away.

But I told Chris...

Sure.

Let's go.

There's your cash.

And so I went to the fair.

Le, I'm home !

Letícia !

Damn it !

Hi.
Please.

Thanks.

- I need to clear up something.
- I'm listening.

I like you,
but this is as far as it goes.

There'll always be a table
and two glasses between us.

- I also need to clear up something.
- What's that ?

I didn't ask you out
to have sex with you.

I enjoy your company
even with a table between us.

Good, we're so incompatible
we could never be lovers.

We might never be lovers,

not because we're incompatible,
but the exact opposite.

How so ?

We can only love someone
we totally disagree with.

When you agree with someone,
you don't love them,

you love yourself,
you're using that person's body

to have sex
with your own opinions.

That's the craziest thing
I ever heard.

We can discuss it
after I order some wine.

There might always be a table
and two glasses between us,

as long as they're full.

Please.

Thanks for helping us out
this evening.

I should thank you guys
for being so nice to me.

- Shouldn't the Italian be here ?
- Yes.

What's taking him so long ?
Is he on a gondola ?

- I'm starved.
- Me too.

Hello. We're screwed, Magalí.
Totally screwed.

Take it easy.
Let me see the note.

"Zanini, I'm so confused,
I don't know who we are anymore.

I need some time to think.
I'll be at a hotel.

I don't know if or when
I'll be back, Letícia."

So, what now ?
I can't lose Letícia !

We'll think of something.
Calm down.

Chris.

I'm so glad you came.
The fair isn't the same without you.

Thanks. Meet a friend.
Maria Clara.

It's her first time at our fair.

You chose the right guy
for your first time at our fair.

Please !

He knows it's true.
He's the town's biggest donor.

- I do what I can to help.
- Have fun.

- Chris !
- What's wrong, Gabi ?

I want the giraffe,
but I can't seem to shoot it.

Stop bugging Chris, honey.
Sorry.

No problem.
You want the giraffe ?

A little higher.
A little higher, shoot.

I got it !

Nice shot !

- Thanks !
- You're welcome.

- Bye. Thanks.
- No problem.

- She's not going to call you.
- Yes, she will.

- You're wrong, Karin.
- No, I know what I'm talking about.

Two people at odds all the time
can't have a relationship.

I totally disagree.

- I'll prove how wrong you are.
- Be my guest.

Fine. Imagine we are married,

and you're off to a forum
against prostitution.

Bye, honey.

I'll destroy everything you stand for.
Wish me luck.

Good luck, honey.

I'm sure you'll convince them
that my job is disgusting.

Thanks, I'll do my best.

- I love you.
- I love you too.

- How impossible is that ?
- But it could be so different.

Sure, yelling at each other
and smashing dishes on a wall.

No, thanking God that we have
something to talk about.

What if instead of disagreeing
we agreed on everything ?

You're right.

- Yes. Right ?
- Right.

Agreeing all the time is awful.
It's lethal for any couple.

Look at them.

They must agree on everything.

Bruna ?

- Hi.
- Hi. Eric.

- Nice to meet you.
- Mia asked me to help you.

Great. Where can I put
my costume on ?

Sure. This way.

- I know what to do.
- What ?

I'll say I created the fake I, Poet
to see if she was faithful,

apologize and beg her
to come back to me.

She won't believe
you're I, Poet, that's so lame.

Yes. Right ? She won't buy that.

- No, she won't.
- Let's think of something else.

- So ?
- Nothing so far.

I'm getting a beer.
Who wants one ?

I do. I'm coming with you.

That bastard Giancarlo
surprised me again.

- He made me think he'd come.
- Yes.

But that's it. Nothing he can do
will ever surprise me again.

Sure, Mia, but look over there.

- He's here.
- I think he surprised you again.

Yes.

I like small communities,

where everybody knows everybody
they help each other,

and you help everybody too,
like this town.

Do you like places like that ?

I think I could.

You know something ?

I supply São Paulo's
finest restaurants,

but what makes me happy

is seeing my own produce
being enjoyed by others,

like you're having that cob
without making a fuss.

Chris. You said
you can't break his record.

- I don't think I can.
- Give it a try.

- No way.
- Come on, Chris.

Go on.

Okay. Hold this for me.

- Look, it's a new record.
- I got lucky.

- I told you she wouldn't call.
- Damn it !

Buddy, sorry to wake you up,

but remember the 11th code of honor
of St. Crispin Street's Jackals ?

- Be always truthful among friends.
- "Be always truthful among friends."

Come on, Count of Fleury.
Cheer up and drink up.

Let's.

- Honey.
- Yes ?

Is it true that aristocrat
on the European parliament...

- Lord Russell ?
- Yes, is he coming to Brazil ?

He sent me a message,
he'll be here next week.

I want him on my show again.

They say when he's abroad,

he spends 100 thousand euros
a night on hookers.

- And ?
- You could take him to the club.

Me ?

Yes, you know the club
needs money.

- No, Karin, he's a married man.
- He'll spend it anyway.

No.

- It'll cost you nothing.
- Even so, I won't degrade myself.

You'd never help me out,

and no relationship lasts
without some mutual support.

- But it wouldn't be like that.
- How would it be ?

- Honey.
- Yes ?

Is it true that aristocrat
on the European parliament...

- Lord Russell ?
- Yes, is he coming to Brazil ?

He's awake again.
Who's going, you or me ?

- What baby's that ?
- What do you mean ? Our baby.

- Our baby ?
- Yes. What's the problem ?

- You're a true optimist.
- Why ?

Not only you think you can
have a relationship

with someone you disagree with,

but also think you can have
a baby with that person.

The kid would be smart,
and intelligence is the capacity

to stand up for opposite ideas
with the same passion.

If I didn't disagree with you,
I could even agree with that.

But it doesn't matter anyway.
I'll never have kids.

Why not ?

I don't want that.
I did once, but no longer.

You don't want that
because Mr. Right isn't around.

Yet.

Here we go disagreeing again.

He swore to stay away from them.
The devious son of a bitch !

- Why are they all like that ?
- It's okay. Calm down.

Calm down. Hold on.

STAY AWAY FROM MY LIQUOR
ARIEL

Here. Have some.
This will help.

Debbie's dishes
were a huge success.

The best I've had in ages.
That was delicious.

But Mia's plan to get Giancarlo
drunk was a huge fiasco.

- Want some more ?
- No thanks.

During the entire dinner,
he just had a few sips of wine.

- Do you still develop videogames ?
- Just some, unfortunately.

I don't have time
to work on all of them.

I love all kinds of games.
Not just videogames.

I love playing games too.

- So, let's play something.
- Excellent idea.

I only play games that involve
drinks or women. One or the other.

How about a drinking game ?

I know a great game called
"Fear, Sin and Lust."

What game is that ?

It's a Korean game,

that hookers played in bunkers
during the Korean War bombings,

also known as
the Pyongyang Hookers' Game.

Never heard of it.
But it sounds great.

- It is great. Let's play ?
- Yes.

I haven't had warm wine in ages.

It's not that good,

but for some mysterious reason
having warm wine at a fair is so cool.

Yes, it's like
the best drink ever.

What's wrong with you,
you moron ?

Stop fighting.
No fighting allowed here.

You're such a jerk man.

Don't talk to him,
or even look at him okay ?

There's always a fool
that gets drunk.

Only those who aren't fools
have the right to get drunk.

What ?

Fine, but even if we could live
with our differences,

the rest of the world wouldn't.

Some escorts wouldn't work for me
because you're conservative.

You'd lose your sponsors
just because I trade in sex.

We'd be attacked on all fronts
until the whole thing blew up.

Why do you think we'd fail ?

- Could you take it ?
- I think so.

I don't think so.

There's only one way to find out.
And that's by having a relationship.

But since that's not happening,
we'll never know for sure.

That's right.
We'll never know for sure.

- Shall we ?
- Yes.

The radio station's studio
is right next door.

Some stuff came in for you
after your interview.

I want you to see it.

- Want to come ?
- Sure.

Ariel explained the rules
of the drinking game he invented

saying it was Korean.

Those rules once more.

In this pack there are only
Jacks, Queens and Kings.

Jack is lust. Whoever pulls a Jack
has to say what he lusts for.

If everybody thinks
the confession is true,

they all have a shot,
except whoever pulled the card.

If you think they're lying,
only that person has a shot.

Same goes for Queen and King,

but whoever pulls out a Queen
has to confess a sin,

and whoever pulls out a King
has to confess a fear.

Understood ?
Pyongyang.

Soon we were all plastered.

- Fear.
- Confess a fear of yours.

- I'm scared to death of being bored.
- Boredom ?

Yes, boredom.
That's why I enjoy these games.

That's why I like taking risks, I need
to bet all the time even if I'm losing.

Because trust me,
being bored terrifies me.

- Liar !
- I'm not lying, I swear.

Drink up. Have a shot.

- A sin. Confess.
- Okay, here we go.

You guys think Yuri accidentally lost
the movie he made about my life,

but that's what
I actually told everybody.

Actually, I hired a hit-man
to kill the video,

because it was a piece of crap,
but the hit-man got confused,

he thought he had to kill Yuri
and not the movie.

So I went over to Yuri's
to save his life,

but I still made the moron
delete the video.

He cried and cried,
but I made him delete it anyway.

That's a sin. I think. Right ?

- Liar ! Drink up !
- Have a shot.

I needed a shot anyway.

I swear to God ! I shot a masterpiece
that nobody's going to see

because I was forced
to delete it !

- That's awful !
- And there's more.

I'm in love
with my best female friend.

But she's marrying
my best male friend.

- That's so sad.
- And there's more.

What ?

I've only had sex with a woman
if I had to pay.

- Really ?
- Yes.

After all your misfortune,
I think you just got lucky.

I did ?

I can't believe
Luna didn't call me.

What's wrong with you ?
Forget about Luna, buddy.

The place is crawling with chicks.
Look at that one.

Luna betrayed you, deserted you.
It's payback time, come.

- Hi, there.
- Nice to meet you.

You know what ?

- What ?
- Screw that.

Screw what ?

Letícia. I lost one woman,
but I got two.

I lost one love
but got poly love instead.

Right.

What's wrong ?

- I don't know.
- Talk to me.

I was starting to like Letícia.
Seriously.

- She's fine even if she's a poet.
- Yes.

And she'd be an asset
to our group.

- Yeah. Right ?
- Right.

We can't lose Letícia.

- You just said screw her.
- Screw that. Let's talk to her.

- And say what ?
- The truth.

- What truth ?
- The whole truth.

- About everything ?
- Everything.

- What hotel is she at ?
- She won't take my calls.

Text her.
Say it's a life or death issue.

- Look. These are all yours.
- Mine ?

Yes, they were delivered
after your interview.

You've got a lot of fans.
And some haters too.

The studio's sending them
to you tomorrow.

I wanted to send out a message
and be respected,

but I never thought
I'd have any fans.

There's no reason to have fans.

I disagree.

- Liar !
- Have a shot !

- That's true !
- Liar !

I never cheated on my husband,
but he deserves it.

- I'd cheat on him now if I could.
- Liar !

- A sin.
- Tell us a sin of yours.

One day I took a girlfriend of mine
to St. Cecilia church in Trastevere,

and we had sex
where nobody could see us.

- My God ! Why did you do that ?
- The thrill of the forbidden.

He's telling the truth.
Drink up.

That's when Mia discovered
something about Giancarlo.

If he loved taking risks
to avoid being bored to death,

and he loved having sex
in weird places,

maybe he'd love
a combination of both things.

My turn.

- Lust.
- Okay, Mia, spill the beans.

I fantasize about having sex
in dangerous places.

Like the roof of a building.

She's telling the truth.
Drink up, guys.

That's how Mia
stopped being surprised by him,

and started surprising him.

Giarcarlo didn't know it yet,
but he was trapped.

Whose turn is it ?

We've had enough to drink.
I think we should stop.

Why don't we make your fantasy
come true ?

What is this, Zanini ?
Why is this woman with you ?

- I'm here because I am I, Poet.
- I know Zanini is I, Poet.

I'm I, Poet too.

We're both I, Poet.

What ?

- We love you.
- We love you so much.

We're nuts about you.

Can I get you a cab ?

Look at that.
There's a sin on the floor.

Right.

You didn't confess any sins,
did you ?

- I have a huge sin to confess.
- Really ? Tell me all about it.

- You really want to know ?
- You bet.

I lied about all my answers.

I said I'm happily married
and I'm not.

I said the sex is great
with my husband and it's not.

I haven't felt anything in ages.

- Seriously ?
- Yes.

I love coming here,
watching you guys so unrestrained.

I didn't pick the lust card,
but here goes anyway.

Go ahead.

I want to have sex with someone
experienced like you.

I need to freshen up.

Ariel, you can't have sex
with Luna's mom.

Not in her condition, you just can't.
She is plastered.

But I'm plastered too.
That means we're even.

It's as if we're sober.

But she's still Luna's mom.

But then, she's so hot.
One thing rules out the other.

Let's do this.

Come to my room, Neide.

I'm having a nightcap.
Want to join me ?

- Can I tell you something ?
- Sure.

By trying to prove we can't be together,
you made me want us to be together.

And I want a relationship with no table
and two glasses between us.

I need to think about it.

Sure.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

I waited for you to wake up.

We need to talk.

- What happened ?
- Nothing yet.

- But I want it to happen.
- What ?

I want us to be together.

To start all over again
somewhere new, somewhere far,

somewhere where we know nobody

and nobody
knows anything about us.

I've been sponsored
to work in Portland.

Let's move there, you and me.
Just the two of us.

You don't need to answer me now.
Think about it all you want.

- I'll make breakfast. Okay ?
- Okay.

It didn't take me long
to think about it.

What anybody else would take
as a cute declaration of love,

was to me
an unforgivable insult.

I thought Oscar was a child
and Chris was a grown man,

but I was wrong.

I read that the difference
between an adult and a child

is that the child
can't stand losing.

Chris was the child, not Oscar.
Chris wanted it his way.

He wanted to move somewhere
nobody knew who I was,

he wanted me to stop working,

forget my past
and turn into somebody else.

Not Oscar,
Oscar was a grown man,

capable of accepting me
just the way I am.

It was I who didn't accept him
just like he was.

But there at Chris's place,
I decided to accept him.

I'd tell Oscar he could do
all the hustles he wanted.

Hey, I was going to make you
some "huevos rancheros",

but the tomatoes
aren't good enough.

So I'll make you
some Eggs Benedict instead.

We need to talk.

- Hey, Oscar.
- Yes, Camilo ?

Some night, right ?

You know what
we can do now, bro ?

Go to the races
and fleece the old-timers.

Why don't we ?
That would be so much fun.

- You know what, Camilo ?
- What ?

Luna was right not to phone me.

She's right to not want me
to be a loser like you.

- That's your hangover talking.
- Then I hope to stay hungover.

I'm going home to tell Luna
I'm quitting hustling.

Hey, Yuri.

- I did it, I did it !
- What ?

I got laid for free,
didn't cost me a dime.

I tried not to talk about it with you,
but I was getting worried.

I thought I couldn't do it,
but I did it, buddy.

- I did it. I did it !
- Good for you, Yuri.

Thanks, bro.
Hold on.

What's wrong ?

Nothing. I can't seem to find
my watch and my wallet.

- Can I ask you something ?
- What ?

Is the girl you screwed gone ?

Yes.

Okay, Yuri.
I'll catch you later, bro.

Le, talk to me.
Why are you crying ?

Because I've never felt
so much pleasure.

Isn't pleasure good ?

Yes, but was it right
to do what we did ?

Aren't you an artist ?
Aren't you a poet ?

Is it right for an artist
to fear love ?

Artists cannot be afraid.
They need to yield to love.

And more love the better.
Right ?

Yes.
I think so.

Okay, Le, speaking of which, there's
something else we need to tell you.

They told her
about the poly love community.

Letícia said that was a crazy idea.
And decided to join them.

- Hi.
- Hi.

- Leaving today too ?
- No.

I think I'll stay for a while.

If it's your day off,
we could do something.

- You're so cute.
- You're so sweet.

Thanks for looking after me
yesterday.

I'm glad you're here, Oscar.
We need to talk.

I need to talk to you too.
I decided to quit hustling. I've had it.

You were right. I was wrong.
I'm sorry.

What do you want to tell me ?

I wanted to say...
You don't need to sleep on the couch.

- I love you.
- I love you too.

Women's Fertility Center.
Good morning.

Good morning.
I'd like to make an appointment.

Sure. One moment please.