Baby, there's too many white people in here,
maybe that's why he doesn't want to come out.
Too many white people?
She really liked Dr. Williams.
Let's try to stay focused.
I need you taking big, deep breaths, Embia.
Ambia.
-Big breath in. -Come on, you got it.
-And go. One. Two. -Go. Two. Come on.
-Three. Four. -Good. You got it. Let's go.
-Five. -Push. Push.
Six, seven, eight, nine.
Oh, my God. It's done. It's done.
-Look at this healthy baby boy! -Look, Mom!
There you go, Mom.
-Let's get him cleaned up. -Good job, Mom.
I'll come over there with him. How's he doing?
-One last thing. -Look at him.
-And… -He's so cute.
Barely a tear. Good job, Mom.
I hate doing stitches after midnight, so thank you.
There you go.
-Got a name picked out? -Not one that we both agreed on.
I feel something.
Look at that. So cute.
Excuse me?
Epidural should last another few hours.
-Is it tingling? -No, more like a pressure.
Well, sometimes the hormones mess with your head a little.
No, no, I'm telling you, something's wrong.
Just try to relax.
-Greg. -I'm taking a photo.
-His feet are so cute. -Please. Please. Please.
Hey, Doctor, there's a lot of blood.
Excuse me, you sh-- I think you should see this.
It's always a bloodbath, isn't it?
Blood pressure's dropping.
Call up and tell them we're on our way with a severe uterine atony.
-What's wrong? -What do you mean severe?
You're hemorrhaging, and we need to get the bleeding under control.
I told you there was something wrong.
You're taking her right now?
I don't wanna leave my baby.
-Okay, let's go. -Set.
-Three, two, one. -Why are her eyes doing that? Honey!
Can somebody tell me something?
Clearing the halls.
Hi.
Good morning. Yeah. Hi.
Look at you.
Yeah, you ready to start the day?
Good stuff. Good.
Okay. Let's go see what we're doing.
All right. You slept pretty good, didn't ya?
You got a good attitude today.
Do you still want pancakes for breakfast?
-Yes. -You do? Okay.
Look at you. I forgot what you look like in real clothes.
Me too. The skirt's a little bit tight, but hopefully, no one will notice.
-It looks great. You got him? -Hello.
Hi. Yes. Yes.
Yes, yes, yes.
-Yes, yes, yes. -Mommy, pick me up.
I can't, sweetheart. I'm gonna feed your brother, okay?
Are you gonna do drop-off today?
Daddy's gonna do drop-off today.
I want you to do drop-off.
It's Mummy's first day back, and I can't be late.
But I want you.
Remember when we talked about Mummy going back to the office this week?
I don't want you to go. Don't go.
Hey. What am I, chopped liver, honey?
-Would you? All right. -Yeah, I got him.
Here you go. Yeah.
-All right. Come on, buddy. -Okay. Hey. Come up.
-Come on, my guy. -Come here.
All right. All right.
How about I will do bedtime tonight, yes?
And I'll read five books. How's that sound?
Yes? Go. Go get ready.
That's a risky move, promising bedtime.
They said they would go easy on me, so it should be fine.
Everything will be fine. I have a whole team that I can delegate to,
and they know that I can't travel for at least two months.
-You know I got this, right? -Yes.
I went on a website for the au pair.
So you want me to take on a third kid?
Not a kid. A teenager.
And she's more mature, and it's cheaper than a nanny.
Why are you trying to ruin my paternity leave?
I'm excited to hang out with my guy here.
I didn't have the time with Zoe, so let me have it.
Okay. All right.
The schedule's on the fridge. Just follow that.
It's cool. I'm probably just gonna take him to the movies all day.
Honey, it's fine. It's not my first rodeo.
Okay.
If Zoe wants to wear pajamas to school, please just let her. I really don't care.
Really? I thought we didn't negotiate with terrorists.
Well, this terrorist is pissed with me because I'm leaving,
so if that's what's gonna make her feel safe, then that's what we're gonna do.
What-- Where is that-- Fuck.
-I always can't… -What?
…find this little thing. Where is it?
Here.
-And hey, you look great, by the way. -Okay.
Thank you.
Enjoy today.
I'll try. I'll try.
Very poetic, putting the sleep-deprived mother on the mattress account.
Made me laugh.
Revenue and profits are down, but, of course, no one really knows why.
-Right. -Hey, welcome back.
Oh, thanks, Stan. And thank you for the very sweet flowers you sent.
Private equity and kids.
God. I really don't know how you ladies do it.
Witchcraft mainly.
Well, your team did a nice job holding down the fort while you were gone.
And Rodney here, much stronger than we anticipated.
Thank you, Stan.
-All right. -Bye, y'all.
-Bye. -Take care.
"Much stronger than we anticipated."
Yeah, I've always loved a good insult masquerading as a compliment.
We should be sitting down with the CEO. Where is he?
Trinity, North Carolina.
Yeah, we were waiting to see what worked for you
or if you needed to spend some more time with the baby before you left town.
Sorry, it's ten o'clock.
Right. Everybody out. Gotta pump.
You can pump here. I've seen my wife pump a million times.
Rodney, if I wanted you to see my boobs, you'd see my boobs.
Aren't we all gonna see your boobs anyway?
-"Unlucky dog named…" -"…unlucky dog named…"
-"B. Around--" -"Around."
Hi.
-Hey, look. -Mommy.
-Hey. There you go. -She waited up for you. Harvey did not.
I'm so sorry. I--
I tried to leave early, but then a couple conference calls came in
-that I had to take care of. I'm sorry. -All right.
Hey, how did today go? Oh, my goodness.
Daddy picked me up early.
Yeah, Ms. Molly called.
-She had been crying for over an hour. -Zoe.
And then she was a real B-I-T-C-H to her brother over dinner.
Or he could just tell you himself.
It's like he can smell me.
Hey, come here.
Daddy's gonna finish bedtime, and I'm gonna come up afterwards
and say good night when I've fed Harvey, okay?
All right?
When you come home, you're supposed to make things better, not worse.
Can you look at this weird rash thing on my tit, please?
Are you actively trying to kill the mood?
No, can you please look at it? Look.
All right.
It's not shingles, is it? It can't-- I can't get fucking shingles, can I?
No, I think shingles are on your back. They don't start on your boob.
Well, maybe it's-- Is it maybe-- maybe Harvey?
But I would have felt that if he bit me.
-Yeah. -You said he was teething.
-He's teething, right? -Yeah, look,
I'm all for playing detective, but you got about ten minutes left in ya.
Do you really wanna spend that time looking at weird rashes on the Internet?
-No. -Right?
No, I don't wanna do that.
-Where were we? -Right.
Mommy, I'm lonely. Come lie with me.
I thought you put her to bed.
I did.
Okay.
Thanks.
Why can't you stay home like other moms?
Well, because not all mums are the same.
My sweetie, what are you doing?
I wanna hold you.
Well, you are holding me.
I wanna hold your arm skin.
Okay.
Net IRR is positive, low risk.
We're looking at a full return in the next five years.
Now, the next three pages in your documents are metrics
with a few different versions of infographics
because I finally learned how to use Google Charts. Thank you, Vinay.
…but we are looking at additional liquidity,
at least one to 1.2 billion.
Now on to fund two.
Ambia.
Do you wanna talk about what's going on in fund two?
Yes.
Yes, I do.
The numbers, seem encouraging.
What time's the car picking you up?
-At 3:30 a.m. -They couldn't find you a later flight?
Well, everyone else flew in yesterday.
I just didn't want to leave the kids for two nights,
so I tried to get an earlier--
Oh, shit. Look.
Hey, do you wanna take some drugs with ya?
I can't. I'm breastfeeding.
I was kidding. I was half kidding.
What's it called? Why don't you just, pump and dump?
What? I'm not gonna waste milk on a work trip.
I'm-- I'm sorry. I hate traveling.
I told them that I didn't wanna leave for at least another two months.
And now, if I say something, well, I'm weak.
Hey, when you get back, why don't we go out? Get a sitter.
I think we could both use a night off.
Well, theoretically, that sounds lovely.
Theoretically.
Or we could just skip the dim sum and go straight to couples therapy,
our usual table.
Carrie paid $7000 for our mattress.
-Bloody hell. -Oh, no, I was pissed at first.
But when you figure it normally sleeps two adults and two toddlers every night…
Oh, yeah, sure. Per person, it's a steal.
What this tells me is that it's 1955,
that Black people don't buy mattresses
and that white women wear silk pajamas
and never ever do work in bed.
All right, just be aware,
Paul gets very sensitive over their shitty marketing strategy.
He called me about it this morning.
That call should've come to me, so maybe next time, redirect it.
Don't be a jealous boyfriend. There's plenty of CEO to go around.
Look, we just tag team them at lunch.
-Fine. Whatever you want. -But can you do me one favor?
Just eat some bread beforehand.
This is a business lunch, not a Mardi Gras.
-What-- I'm fun. -Just trying to help.
-That is my value. -I'm saying what I see because I care.
For that, I'm buying a very expensive Japanese whiskey…
-If I didn't, I would never say anything. -…which they probably don't have here.
And the queen is back.
You were so fucking mercenary. Even I was afraid of you.
Thank you. You know, I have to say,
it feels good to be in the driver's seat again.
Hey, now that the band's back together,
should we see if this place has some booze?
-We are definitely drinking. -Yes.
Ambia's buying.
Is it sad that I'm enjoying myself at this shitty airport hotel?
Yes. You need to get out more. Yes.
Says the guy with round-the-clock help and a wife who doesn't work.
Hey, that is her choice, okay?
I'm a very feminist husband.
-Bullshit. -I work my ass off
so that she doesn't have to do a thing.
I don't think that's how feminism works, really.
-Well, okay. Fuck it. -No.
-I apologize, poor form. -All right.
-Cheers, milady. -Cheers.
Are you trying to take my job?
-I don't know, am I? -You tell me.
-Maybe I'm just fucking with you. -Why would you do that?
Corporate intrigue. Drama.
Relax.
Yes, I enjoyed my time on the Iron Throne,
but I definitely do not want your hours. Those are brutal.
Come on. He can't manage bedtime without you?
-He can, but I-- -But what? But what are you do--
Look, give yourself a night off.
Look at my phone, not even on. You know why?
Because I am away on business.
Yes, look at that. Welcome to freedom. Welcome.
It's very easy for you to talk about freedom
when your body's not leaking milk every two fucking hours.
No, no, I don't have-- Oh, shit. It's happening.
-No. No, no, no. -Oh, yes.
-Guys, no. We're not doing those. -No, I can't.
It's happening all right.
-It's your call. -Oh, no, okay.
-We spent 300 bucks on songs-- -What?
Total jukebox domination.
Ambia. Ambia.
Okay, all right. Fuck it. I'll do it, okay?
-That's garbage. -Yes.
One, two, three.
Whoo!
Yeah!
…located just outside of Trinity,
in a scintillating nook of the city,
which combines the appeal of the city
with the beauty of its natural surroundings.
Hi. I'm so-- I'm so sorry I missed your call.
Is everything okay?
Yeah. Harvey woke up with a fever, 104.
Oh, my God. Is he okay?
He wasn't able to sleep in his crib, so I've been basically wearing him all day,
but he's doing better now.
Did you-- Did you take him to the pediatrician?
Yeah, of course.
And he said it was normal?
And babies have high fevers all the time.
I remember when Zoe was a baby--
Yeah, hey, I'm gonna go. I don't wanna wake him.
-I'll talk to you tomorrow, okay? -Wait, wait, wait.
Do you want-- Do you want me to come home earlier?
I can see if they can get me an earlier flight.
No, I want you to pick up your fucking phone
when I'm at home parenting both our kids.
I think that's a pretty minimal thing to ask.
-I'm home. -Go see Mom.
Mommy, Harvey got a tooth.
What? What is going on, kid?
Hi, Zoe. It's okay.
It's fine. Mummy's just got a couple boo-boos on her neck and her face.
-What happened? -You didn't hurt anyone.
You didn't bite me, so it's fine.
Hey, you wanna give me a hug? I've missed you.
Hey, why don't you go upstairs, watch a show?
I'm gonna help Mommy with some Band-Aids, and then we'll hang out, okay?
And I'll see you really soon, okay?
-What happened? -I don't know.
I woke up, and my neck and my face--
Okay, can I see it? Can I just see it? It's all over your cheek.
Wait.
Oh, my God. Did you eat anything weird? Did you take anything?
You think I did this to myself?
I didn't say that.
It really hurts. Like little, tiny daggers coming out of my skin.
-It's just-- -Can I see them?
No.
-I can get him. -Can you?
I'm not an invalid. I can hold my own child.
I--
Is it contagious?
I'll go wash everything.
I know you don't wanna hear this, but I think you should see a doctor.
No, thank you.
And if this was happening to either one of the kids,
we'd be at the ER in a heartbeat, right? Just for the peace of mind.
So I think we should talk to Dr. Murray and see if she knows anybody.
Dr. Murray's a marriage counselor.
Yeah, which is, sort of, a doctor who knows other sorts of doctors.
You want me to see another therapist?
It doesn't have to be a sign of weakness to see a therapist.
I never said it was.
And to be fair, we didn't really go to a couple's therapist.
We went three times, and that was plenty.
And to be honest, I'd rather spend the money on my children's future
than talking about my childhood.
Look, hon, I know in your family, or your culture,
-therapy can-- -My culture?
Okay, Jesus, could you give me a break, please?
Okay? All I know is that Jews have no problem with therapists.
We love therapists.
And you are clearly under a lot of stress,
and you are not helping anybody by soldiering through this
like some sort of a tortured superhero.
Says the family martyr.
How am I a martyr?
If you wanna stay at home with the kids, fine. Just don't rub it in my face.
Am I missing something?
Yeah, they moved up the board meeting to the end of the week.
Shit, I can't go to North Carolina at the end of the week.
It's-- It's Zoe's birthday.
Well, we're just troubleshooting here--
Oh, well, let's troubleshoot then.
Well, obviously, we need to figure out a way
to build you some more time off.
I don't need more time off, Stan. I need to push a board meeting.
Paul just wants a little more face time with the team.
-Stan feels like I can do that because I… -Yeah.
…currently have a working face.
Shut up, Rodney.
You've been fucking gunning for my job since I got back, and it's disgusting.
Really disgusting.
And if you are pushing me out to replace me with this ridiculous little man,
well, I really don't think that's the kind of PR you want for this firm. Do you?
Okay, calm down.
Stop it, Stan.
The only person that's supposed to be presenting you on this company is me.
What's wrong?
What the fuck is that? Is that a fucking tooth?
Fuck.
If you're looking for the meeting, you're heading in the right direction.
-They just started-- -Don't touch me.
I will sue you.
The last time I was here, I almost died.
Well then, let's hope things go better this time.
Just breathe.
You're not supposed to be in here.
I gave birth here.
Please, come join us.
No, I don't do mum groups, and I don't do hospitals.
I was just looking for the exit.
Of course.
What is this?
Was there an outbreak? Are we being quarantined?
No. Why don't you tell us what happened to you?
When did the bites start?
When I went back to work.
And how was that?
Hard.
And why do you think that is?
Because…
I'm one of three women at partner level at my company.
And because my daughter hates it when I leave,
so when I'm around, she--
she pinches every piece of available skin I have.
And because my husband resents me
even though I know he's trying not to.
And because I almost bled to death
giving birth to my son.
So now when I look at him…
all I can see is…
how I'll never be able to tell him that his birth was beautiful
because it was a fucking bloodbath.
And it was a fight.
Still is a fight.
And every day I just feel…
guilty.
Yes, you're letting it eat you alive.
I cannot fucking believe that they brought you here.
I'm sorry I didn't pick up the phone. I was just with the kids.
I should've picked up the phone. I'm sorry.
It's fine. I'm fine.
No, you're not. You can't be here. This place almost killed you.
All I-- I can't have anything happen to you.
I keep thinking about how when you were on that table,
I should've been next to you the whole time.
I should've screamed at that doctor when she didn't listen to you.
Please don't beat yourself up. I'm afraid you'll never stop.
Wanna sit down?
Yeah.
Your face looks a lot better.
They give you steroids or something?
No, went to a mums group.
You hate moms groups.
Yes. Yes, I do.
And it was full of monsters. Totally grotesque.
-Can I have a cracker? -Yes, you can.
-Feel like I'm gonna faint. -Yes, you can.