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? Rock-a-bye, baby On the treetop ?
? When the wind blows The cradle will rock ?
? When the bough breaks The cradle will fall ?
? And down will come baby
? Cradle and all
That is a pretty fucked-up song.
What?
I said it's a pretty fucked-up song.
Well, she likes it.
"Down will come baby, cradle and all?" That's pretty fucked-up.
Would you like to sing to her?
? Rock-a-bye And good night ?
Is she down?
When was the last time you showered?
Do I smell?
Kind of.
Is this how you thought it was gonna be?
What?
Being a dad.
I kinda don't really...
feel like one yet.
She's, like, barely a baby.
She's kind of like a potato with eyes.
Is it how you thought it was gonna be?
It's a whole...
different landscape.
I think I need to go to the doctor.
- We just took her in. - No. I mean...
for me.
I have this pain in my leg like a...
like a charley horse that won't go away.
You're okay.
Stop moving.
Stop moving, Mar. You're doing that twitching thing again.
Okay. You're okay.
You're okay.
Hey, Mar?
Mar?
Mar.
Mar!
Hey, Mar. Hey!
Margaret!
Sir, no, please.
I'm very sorry, Mr. Alcott.
Your wife suffered a pulmonary embolism.
It's relatively rare, but complications such as this
do arise after some women give birth.
Nobody told us that.
I'm so sorry, Mr. Alcott.
Would you like me to get the chaplain?
Okay.
Hi.
Good morning, Anna.
It's okay. Okay. Okay.
Okay.
May I?
? Rock-a-bye
? Rock-a-bye, baby On the treetop ?
? When the wind blows The cradle will rock ?
That was my wife's favorite lullaby.
Really?
? When the bough breaks The cradle will fall ?
? And down will come Anna Cradle and all ?
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I'm so sorry, honey.
No. Don't.
Why?
I just have this weird feeling that Siobhan might've...
Honey.
Hey. I just saw the news.
I know. It's so tragic.
Where's Anna?
Hey.
What happened?
She was giving her limo driver fellatio
when he drove into a tree.
Just awful.
And I truly hope this doesn't sound inconsiderate,
but you're back in the number one slot
on Gold Derby's Best Actress Oscar nom poll.
The timing is terrible, but congrats.
Babette can still be nominated. I mean, even if she is...
- Decapitated? - Dead?
Yeah, but she won't win. Too sad.
I'm sorry. Ashley and Ashleigh,
what are you guys doing on this call?
I mean, I thought we solved my crisis.
Girl, you're in perpetual crisis.
The viral reel kind of helped, but...
- That was last month. - Yeah.
Okay. So what's the plan?
We got you the headline speaker slot
at Babette's funeral.
Wait.
- I barely knew her. - That's why it's such a coup.
It's at the Screen Actors Guild building in Hollywood next week,
and literally everyone's gonna be there.
I'm under doctor's orders not to fly.
I'll be there.
I'm surprised.
About what?
How well you look.
I thought you might stagger off the plane and look,
you know, like death warmed over.
It is so weird.
Like, halfway through the flight,
I started to feel normal.
It was empowering, getting on that plane.
Like I didn't listen to the men, you know? My husband, my doctor.
Yeah. I listened to me.
You mean me?
That too.
But anyway, the rib pressure just went away.
Maybe it was just gas this entire time.
Always get a second opinion.
- I'm nervous. - Don't be.
I wrote you a very moving speech to reflect the news of the day,
which you haven't even mentioned.
What's the news of the day?
I was nominated for a SAG award?
Honey, yes. Not surprising.
But what is surprising is who wasn't nominated.
Such a tragedy about that Babette.
She was so young.
Life is unfair and unpredictable.
How else to explain the ways the winds of fate blow?
I mean, how is it possible that my friend, Babette Eno,
wins a Golden Globe Award and then...
dies later that evening in a freak accident?
How is it possible that
after her win and tragic death
that she was overlooked this year
for a SAG nomination and I wasn't?
I don't feel I deserve it.
But I will show up and dedicate the work,
the honor of the nomination,
to Babette.
She was not just my competition,
she was my friend.
She has my vote for SAG.
And mine for the fucking Oscar.
Terrible shame.
It's awful.
The things I would have done to that face.
Dad.
Spit it out, Son.
I know you didn't ask to meet me all the way in Sag Harbor
to make some memories.
I'm just teasing you.
Madison and I just bought a place in, Water Mill.
- You sold the place in Wainscott? - We have 'em both now.
What can I say? Madison fell in love with the Water Mill cottage.
I had to buy it for her.
Women.
So,
let me guess, this is about your batshit crazy mother.
- Dad. - I know.
We're not supposed to say things like that about women anymore.
People with uteruses.
But if a man can't call Virginia Harding crazy,
you might as well not call America the land of the free.
- Well... - Look me in the eye
and tell me you don't think your mother's batshit.
Don't worry about it, Son. It's all gonna go away.
This is what your mother's always done.
Try to entangle herself with me any way she can.
It's sad.
But I'm used to it.
And you should get used to it too.
The things she's accusing you of...
You gotta hand it to her, in a way.
Too bad she had to put her life on hold to raise you.
She could have been a great fiction writer.
What should I say to her?
About testifying? Say no.
What does your wife say about all this?
I haven't told her about it.
Well, it must not be weighing too heavily on you after all.
No... This... It's not that.
- Anna's... - Anna's Anna.
What does that mean?
She's an actress, Son.
They're all the same.
Too bad what happened to your first wife.
She was a keeper.
You know, if you two want your own place
out here with the baby,
Madison and I'd be happy to help out.
Who knows? Maybe Madison will get pregnant,
and your kid can have a cousin.
What about that?
Ms. Alcott?
I'm so sorry to bother you, but...
I wanted to show you something.
What is it?
This showed up on my doorstep.
Scared the shit out of me.
I thought I was going crazy
when I saw your face and her face,
but then I googled your name and the word "doll."
And it turns out...
I missed out on having my own Summer Day doll.
Back in 2010.
They were discontinued a long time ago.
Do you think someone is...
I don't know, like,
trying to give you some sort of message or s...
What are you doing here?
He's a stray.
He's been coming here for years.
I named him Felix.
You hungry, boy?
Nicolette, where do you live again?
Rocky Point.
About an hour west.
What's wrong, Ms. Alcott?
I'd just like some privacy right now, please.
Of course.
Oh, my God. Andy's so funny.
discontinued.
Scared the shit out of me.
Ms. Alcott?
I heated up the pool for you.
Thought you might wanna
- relax and take a dip... - I'm coming up!
Oh, you know, when I was pregnant,
all I ever wanted to do was float.
If only I had my own pool.
And here you have it, and you don't even use it.
I'm not much of a swimmer.
Well, I bet your little guy loves
when Mommy takes him into the water.
Don't you, buddy?
How do you know it was a boy?
From how you're carrying.
I just know. All of the women in my family have a
sixth sense about this kind of thing.
Would you like me to help you undress?
No, thank you.
Okay, good. Well,
your bathing suit is over there and fresh towels too.
And do let me know if you need anything else.
Anna.
Are you all right, Ms. Alcott?
Leave me alone!
Dex! Dex!
Sorry, baby, I was doing a guided meditation.
I need to tell you something.
Are you okay?
Come here, come here.
I'm sorry.
I've been acting crazy
- and treating you like shit. And... - Stop it.
- No, I... - I am sorry.
The way I spoke to you the night of the Globes was awful.
I never wanna treat you that way.
We'll get through whatever this is.
- Together. - I know.
When they said having a kid changes your marriage...
- Hey, it's getting worse, babe... - No, no, no. Don't touch it, please.
You know, you don't need to go to the opening tonight, if you're not up for it.
It's tonight?
Anna.
No, I-I knew that. I'm sorry.
Of course I'll be there.
Great.
Well, Sonia's picking me up in about half an hour to prep.
You okay to meet us there?
Hey, Kamal. We...
Ms. Alcott?
Kamal,
you told me Talia doesn't have
security cameras installed in the basement, right?
No, Ms. Alcott. She didn't want any cameras there.
She explicitly asked for there to be no cameras in the basement?
That's right.
- Do you know why? - No, ma'am.
Did you ask her?
It is my job to execute orders, Ms. Alcott,
not to understand them.
We're gonna be late for the opening.
What the hell is wrong with you?
Are you breaking up with me?
Yes.
'Kay.
Where you going?
The Hamptons.
Is this supposed to be dramatically compelling?
The Auteur
is the greatest masterpiece that I will ever make.
And knowing that I never wrote it,
but telling the world that I did.
Knowing my success is a lie.
Just like every other mediocre white man.
I can't live with myself.
Say goodbye to The Auteur.
Wait, I'm confused.
You literally have that saved on your hard drive.
It's symbolic.
I'm going to the press.
I'm telling them everything about both of us.
I need to do the right thing.
Honey,
in show business,
no one does the right thing.
Anna, darling. You look incredible.
Give us a kiss.
Hi.
Sonia's paintings are selling like fentanyl
in an inner-city high school.
Everyone wants one.
Your husband's got a very good eye.
Beautiful.
Hi.
Why did you ask Kamal not to install security cameras in the basement?
Sorry?
- Why did you... - Oh, it's just the basement, darling.
I doubt your little stalker will crawl through there.
We have to leave some room for reality, don't we?
Theo, why don't you get Anna a glass of sparkling?
I'm fine.
Oh, I'd like a moment alone with you.
Listen, dear.
I know you've been going through it,
and I actually get it.
You don't.
Well, I gave you my house.
I gave your husband his business.
I'm not sure what else you want from me.
I saw a weird moving red light in your basement.
The same one I saw in our apartment in Brooklyn
that you had Kamal put in.
But then when I went back to your basement, it was gone.
I don't know why,
but you've been watching me.
- And you're trying to cover it up. - Darling, all due respect,
you're just not that interesting to me.
I don't dislike you at all...
but you could stand to show a bit more grace.
Especially if you want to be the star you seem to think you are.
Adeline, at least, was aware of the shoulders she stood on.
You seem to think you're doing it all by yourself.
- Why don't you just say it? - Say what, my dear?
That you've resented me ever since Dex and I started dating
simply because I am not her.
Sweetheart, I'm the reason you and Dex got together in the first place at all.
I'm the one who told him he should give you a chance
after seeing your sad profile on whatever that app is called.
I'm sorry.
- You obviously don't like me. - No, I never said that.
And I am grateful for your generosity.
That's wonderful to hear.
But I know you're lying to me.
One sparkling on the house.
Thank you.
Excuse me.
What the fuck is this?
I love your shoes.
Oh, my God. You're Anna Victoria Alcott.
Get the fuck away from me.
I'm so sorry to interrupt, but I just...
I love you.
Oh, I'm sorry my hands are so slippery.
I wish I could say it's water but it's sweat.
- You got a little... - Don't touch me!
Get off of me. Get away from me!
Get the fuck off of me!
You're not very nice, are you, Ms. Alcott?
Or smart.
You really thought you pushed me hard enough to kill me?
You stupid bitch!
Ms. Alcott, are you in there?
Don't come in please.
I'm so sorry, your husband told me to get you.
He's about to make a toast.
You're...
Sorry, have we met? I'm Ivy.
Yeah, I know who you are.
I'm such a huge fan of your work.
What did you do to my baby?
Sorry, what?
When you pretended to be the nurse.
- Oh, I'm not a nurse... - Yeah, I know that.
I'd be a terrible nurse. I failed biology three times.
I'm just an intern here at the gallery.
I know you're fucking lying.
I'm so sorry. Are you all right?
Don't touch me.
Anna!
Oh, my God. What's going on in there?
Just tell me the truth!
Anna?
Ms. Alcott?
Hi.
Stay away from my family.
Anna.
I'm so thrilled you came.
What happened?
You're so red.
- And here? - I...
Give me.
And here.
All better.
I have a surprise for you.
I want to gift this to you.
? ...bye, baby On the treetop ?
? When the winds blows
? The cradle will rock
Sorry to interrupt the festivities.
I just wanna take a moment to thank you all for being here.
It is very moving to me,
and my incredible partner in Harding Galleries,
Talia Thompson,
to see the incredible response
to Sonia Shawcross's work in the Hamptons.
I wanna thank Sonia for making tonight possible.
I also wanna thank my beautiful mother,
who should be here tonight, but I don't see her.
I guess she blew me off.
And lastly,
I need to thank my beautiful wife, Anna.
Anna.
Salve, o puer. Ave Satanas.
Vivant liberi Domini nostri.
Salve, o puer. Ave Satanas.
Vivant liberi Domini nostri.
Salve, o puer. Ave Satanas.
Vivant liberi Domini nostri.
Salve, o puer. Ave Satanas.
Vivant liberi Domini nostri.
Salve, o puer. Ave Satanas.
Vivant liberi Domini nostri.
Salve, o puer. Ave Satanas.
Vivant liberi Domini nostri.
Hey.
It's just me.
What is it?
Let's get you out of here.
They're doing something to me and my baby.
And it's just getting worse.
- Who's "they"? - I don't fucking know.
What is up with you?
I feel like I...
I feel like I don't even know who I am anymore.
Are you eating a bone?
I told you something was happening.
I know, and I brushed it aside.
I've been so focused on award season,
I forgot how to be a friend. I'm sorry.
But I'm here, and I'm gonna help you with whatever you need.
I will personally disembowel anyone that tries to hurt you.
I promise.
I think I need to quit.
- The business? - I didn't realize
I signed up for all of this.
I wanted to tell stories.
And I don't know, maybe get a little attention, wear some couture.
Is that a crime?
I didn't think I would be stalked.
Or that, you know, Babette would die.
How can I bring a baby into a world where none of us are safe?
- That's what being a mother is. - Well, it shouldn't be.
Just let me leave.
What are you saying?
I can't keep campaigning for this fucking Oscar. I can't do...
I will not let you fucking say
another word about quitting.
Let go of your dream to protect your baby?
Is that what you think your baby wants?
An unfulfilled mother
who secretly resents its own existence?
Is that what your mother died for?
Fuck that.
I don't wanna hurt you,
but what I really don't want is to see you hurting yourself.
I'm your best friend.
I know what you've been through.
What sacrifices were made for you.
I know that you've been given this priceless gift, your talent.
We live in a world that tells us it's fine
to give up what we love as long as we're mothers.
And you know why we're told that?
They want us to disappear and stop competing with them.
If you quit, it'll be a tragedy for all of us,
including that fucking baby.
So instead, why don't you stop
whining about what you're so scared of
and focus on what you can change.
And that's how hard you fight for that little gold man.
Okay.
Oh, my God.
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Such a bummer.
Be really good press for the movie though.
I need another drink.
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Anna.
What do you want?
Please, not here.
Why not?
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