Some Other Woman (2023) Movie Script
1
(electricity flickering)
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(seagulls cawing)
(waves lapping softly)
- [Eve] Someone told
me a story once,
back when I first arrived on
the island, about a fisherman.
His wife was pregnant,
and one day at sea,
there was a storm
(water splashing)
and she fell overboard.
He couldn't save her.
The story goes that
after she died,
he never stepped on land again.
Just kept sailing,
looking for her,
waiting for her to come
back to the surface,
until eventually a
storm took him, as well.
Some folks say they
still see her sometimes,
wandering, waiting,
trying to find her way back,
back to her unborn child,
back to live the life
she always wanted.
It's a sad story,
but I don't know.
Every time I hear it,
all I can think is
maybe she didn't drown.
Maybe she just found a way out.
Maybe she was one
of the lucky ones.
(water splashing)
(woman gasping)
(woman screaming)
(tense dramatic music)
(dark ominous music)
(Eve gasping)
(waves lapping)
- Eve!
Eve! Hey!
What are you doing?
You were gone for ages.
What were you doing out there?
What are you doin'?
- [Eve] I went for a swim.
- We missed ya.
How was the water?
- [Eve] It was good.
Bam bam, ey, what a bam bam
Bam bam dilla, bam bam
Bam bam dilla, bam bam
'Ey what a bam, bam
Said what a bam, bam
This woman
Never troubled no one
I'm a lady, I'm not a man
MC is my ambition
I come from nice up Jamaica
So bam bam, what a bam bam
Bam bam dilla, bam bam
Bam bam dilla, bam bam
'Ey a mi seh what a bam bam
Tell 'em said what a bam bam
Bam bam dilla, bam, bam
Bam bam dilla, bam bam
- Sure you don't
want me to drive?
- [Peter] Yeah, next
time, buddy, next time.
(Peter laughs)
Hey, you okay?
- Yeah.
Just-
- What's up?
- No, I'm dizzy.
- Oh, probably
got tremors there.
Just shake it out.
(soft tropical music)
(hose spraying)
You hear what Sal was
saying over dinner, babe?
About that anonymous complaint?
It was Trisha, so he's
letting her go next week.
(hose spraying)
Which means gonna
need a bit of help
finishing off Orchid Street.
How do you feel about
filling in again?
It wouldn't be much.
The complex is
basically empty, so.
Baby, you listening?
- Yeah. Trisha.
She's the one who calls me Greta
every time she sees me.
- Wait, you're Greta?
Huh, suddenly everything
makes more sense.
Would you help us out?
Just this once, little duckling?
- Oh, you buttering me up?
- A little bit.
It'll only be
temporary, I promise.
- This whole trip was
supposed to be temporary.
- I know, but look how
good you look with a tan.
Just sayin'.
- You are not convincing me
to move here permanently.
- No, no, no, I'm sure I'm not.
Not when someone's pickin'
the color of the wallpaper
for the nursery.
- [Eve] Stop!
- I'm joking, I'm joking.
Come on, come on,
come on, come on.
Please. Babe, look at this.
When I met you, you
were singin' for beans
at some shit hole cafe.
- Hey, I like that cafe!
- I know, I know, but.
Babe, I'm earning money for
the first time in my life.
Like, real look after us money.
All right? And right
now we're just renting.
And could you imagine
owning a place like this
as our little island getaway?
And I swear, come spring,
anywhere in the world.
You choose it, we'll live there.
- Anywhere?
- Anywhere in the world.
- Anywhere.
- That's right.
You spin the globe,
point to a place,
and we'll live there,okay?
- Except back to Rhode Island.
- (laughs) Yes, except
back to Rhode Island.
That wasn't quite
the island life
we were looking
for, was it then?
- I just, I want
to live somewhere a
little more realistic.
You know, raise a family
around our family?
- Yeah, I know. I
want that, too, babe.
All in due time.
We're not there yet.
(chuckles) Why you lookin'
like you're trapped here?
- Well, I'm sure I could
hitch a little catamaran
back to the States
while you're onsite.
- Yeah, that one's free.
- Oh, perfect!
- But before you go,
can I just (sighs)
introduce you to
my little friend?
Oh!
- [Eve] Ah! Not fair!
- [Eve] Ah! No!
- [Peter] Look! Thief!
No, no, no, no, no, no!
You're crazy!
No, no, no, no, no!
- You get it! You get it!
(bright tropical music)
Oh oh oh oh
- I'm late.
- [Chelsea] Holy shit. How late?
- [Eve] Five weeks today.
- Okay.
Anything to Peter?
- No.
Look, I just, I wanna be
sure this time, and I just,
I can't put him through
all that again, you know?
- Yeah.
- But I made an
appointment for Tuesday.
- Well, damn, mama! Okay!
- [Eve] Okay?
- Oh, I have a really
good feeling about this.
- Ah, reign it in, reign it in.
- I'm reigning. I'm
like totally reigned.
I'm just shopping, I'm talking,
being like totally
chill and normal.
Look at me.
But also, oh my god!
You're gonna have a baby!
- Just, just not until
I get a result, okay?
- Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Oh!
- [Eve] Ooh, look at that one.
- Uh, that's a circle.
- Yeah, it matches my chairs.
- Yeah, but I'm not
gonna let you come here
and buy a circle.
Oh, these are cute, though.
Whoa, oh, oh, oh
(people talking indistinctly)
(drums thudding)
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh
(dark ominous music)
You lost, miss?
- Sorry?
- You look lost.
Take a tour, see
what's out there.
Maybe you'll find your way.
(soft ominous music)
- [Chelsea] Eve, come on!
The dresses that I saw
last week are here.
I wanna show you. Come on.
(soft tropical music)
- Hi.
Hi, yeah. It's Eve Carver.
Um, I just wanted to
see if I could come in
for a pregnancy test.
Yeah, it's been
about five weeks.
Tuesday.
Okay. At 3:00.
Great.
Okay.
(waves crashing)
(soft ominous music)
(rising ominous music)
(kettle whistling)
(soft tropical music)
- Double the space.
Corner end unit.
- [Eve] It's right here.
- Foot traffic.
Everything you need.
- [Sal] I gave you your notice.
- [Trisha] Whatever.
We're still outside.
This is not cool.
- [Sal] Let's go.
- [Trisha] Good luck.
(door slamming)
- Hi, Trisha.
- [Trisha] Fuck off, Greta.
- [Eve] It's Eve.
(Pete scatting)
(bright ukulele music)
I'm all done having fun now
- Hey, babe?
Babe?
- Yeah, yeah?
- What are you doing
with that office stuff?
- What? Oh, yeah.
We downsized one of
the offices this week.
I had a bunch of
stuff left over.
I thought it makes sense to
put it in the extra room, so.
- The extra room?
- Yeah.
- The nursery?
- Yeah.
- Yeah, but you called
it the extra room.
- Yeah, that's what it is.
I mean, it's been empty
for a couple of years now.
You can change it back
whenever you want.
(ukulele twanging)
- So are you giving up or?
- Giving up?
- Yeah.
- Giving up on what?
- Trying.
- Hey!
No, no, no, no, no. Sorry.
Hey, that was my bad.
I was supposed to
mention it to you.
No one's giving up.
No one's giving up.
I'll change it back.
I just wanna do
whatever it is to
make you happy.
Little spin. Just a little spin.
Just one for me, is all.
Now it's my turn. Oh!
- [Eve] It's so darling.
- Oh, I do it better.
It's the English
charm. What can I say?
- Very charming.
- You look absolutely-
(horn honking)
Ooh! They're here!
- [Eve] Oh! Already?
I thought that they were
coming in a half hour.
- [Peter] Battle stations!
- [Eve] Uh!
- [Peter] Get the
wine! Get the wine!
- [Eve] Champagne!
(cork popping)
(group cheering)
- Hey! All right!
Look, you never need
a reason to drink.
But in this case, I
would like to toast
my colleague and friend, Peter!
- I'll drink to that.
- Yes.
My Italian grandfather
used to say this
saying all the time.
I'm probably gonna botch it.
My wife will help me with this.
- Okay.
- All right, here comes
the Italian, Peter.
- [Peter] Please.
- All right.
(Sal speaking in Italian)
Translation, my love?
- Mmm-hmm.
Eat the soup or
jump out the window.
- Out the window, yes!
- [Chelsea] Yes, 'cause
that makes sense.
- I don't know if that
makes sense for you guys,
but the real meaning
is take it or leave it.
Draw the line, you know?
Peter drew the line.
How did that end up?
- I did.
They took it.
(group cheering)
- Ah, they ate the soup!
(group cheering)
The line in life.
- [Group] The line in life!
- The line in life.
(upbeat reggae music)
- Salute.
Cheers.
- Ooh, who's starting?
You starting?
(upbeat reggae music)
(group cheering)
(upbeat reggae music)
- Oh, hey! Whoa!
(upbeat reggae music)
(group laughing)
- [Chelsea] Are you
sure you wanna go?
- [Keith] Goodnight, guys!
- [Chelsea] Goodnight,
Keith. I love you!
- [Keith] Goodnight, Peter.
- [Sal] It's the beach!
- [Peter] Babe, I'm exhausted.
I'm gonna hit the
hay, all right?
- Okay!
(group laughing distantly)
(soft ominous music)
(dark ominous music)
(Eve sobbing)
(waves crashing)
(woman wailing)
(dark ominous music)
(woman wailing)
- Hello?
(dark ominous music)
(waves crashing)
(dark ominous music rising)
(leaves rustling)
(dark suspenseful music)
Peter! Peter.
No, there's someone
out in the yard.
- [Peter] What?
- [Eve] There's this woman.
She's, I don't-
- [Peter] What do you mean?
- There's, I don't
know, she's scary.
She's like standing there.
Can you please look?
- Where?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
- The yard.
- Stay here.
Hello?
Down there?
Hey!
Hello!
(branches snapping)
What the fuck?
Hey!
Hey, can I help you?
(Eve breathing heavily)
Hello!
(dark suspenseful music)
(Eve breathing heavily)
Hey.
(Eve gasps)
There's no one there.
- Are you sure?
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
There's no one there.
- At the bottom?
- Yeah, I checked.
- Everything's fine.
- You checked at the very bot-
- Do you want me
to call the police?
- No, I.
- There's no one there.
- You sure?
- Yes, darling, yes.
Chill, chill, chill, Chill.
Trust me. Trust me.
There is no one there.
I checked. I checked everywhere.
It's fine. Hey, it's all good.
It's all good.
(door closes)
(seagulls cawing)
(introspective music)
(Eve panting)
(introspective music)
- [Eve] Hi.
Yeah, you can just
cancel for now.
- [Receptionist] Uh, do
you wanna reschedule?
- [Eve] No.
Um, just tell the doctor it was
another false alarm.
- [Receptionist] Okay, that's
fine. I'll let her know.
- Okay.
(soft introspective music)
I feel numb, Chels.
Everything's just out of focus.
I don't know what to do.
It's just like the
pressure of all of this,
it's just like...(crying)
- It's okay.
- [Eve] I'm not
gonna tell Peter.
- It's okay.
- I just...
How many times have
we been through this?
- [Chelsea] Yeah,
I know, I know.
- This place is a fever dream.
It's-
- Listen to me.
I'm not gonna let you give up.
All right?
You just have to keep going.
Look at me.
We got this, okay?
I need you here. (chuckles)
We need you here.
Sal couldn't even
run the company
without Peter at this point.
- That's true.
- Yeah.
(soft ominous music)
- Hey, you need
anything? You good?
- Fine!
Betcha they wanna go somewhere.
- We're gonna head
down to Calypso's.
Karaoke!
- Hey, you wanna serenade
for us tonight, Eve?
- What do you think?
Come on! It's a good idea.
You always get your
fun singing Greenday.
Make you feel happy.
- I. (laughs)
- [Chelsea] Yeah,
it could be fun!
- I know. I'm so tired.
But you go, you go.
- [Chelsea] I'm not gonna leave-
- No, I'm fine. I'm fine.
I promise you, I'm fine.
I'm like, I'm gonna be
in bed in 20 minutes.
- [Chelsea] Okay.
- [Sal] Let's go!
- Okay, Sal! I'm coming!
- [Sal] Okay. Hey,
is Eve coming?
- [Chelsea] No,
Eve's tired, honey.
- [Sal] Who can
I sing with then?
- [Chelsea] Read the room, babe.
- Please don't
walk the other way.
This is a very special evening.
We know we are a
very special band.
Thank you, thank you! Please.
- [Sal] No applause,
no applause yet.
- Please, you don't
have to stand up,
but if you want to, if
you wanna get groovy.
- [Sal] We're used to it.
I think you guys
know what this is.
Works my body mietzo
Eh, left to right
is the tempo
If you get the sensation
Jump in the air, come
down in slow motion
Jump in the line
Rock your body in time
Hey, mama, can you hear us
Jump in the line
Everybody is fine
Mama, don't hit us
- [Sal] All right, guys.
You know the chorus, so.
(soft ominous music)
Jump in the line
Rock your body in time
Okay, now you're with us
Jump in the line
Rock your body in time
- Let's go low again.
Let's practice.
Left to right is the tempo
If you get the sensation
What, jump in the air
Go down in slow motion
(crowd cheering)
- [Sal] There you
go! There you go!
- [Peter] That was a good one.
Thanks, brotha.
Whew!
You good now?
Be good, man. Be good, yeah.
The end, my friend.
- [Bartender] What
can I get you, sir?
- The usual, please.
Sometimes when you
meet a girl in a dance
And do you take her home
You feel to take a chance
Or time she told you
how she lived alone
When you walk up on her step
you find her husband home
- Did I ever tell you
you look a little bit like...
(fingers snapping)
Oh, I can't put my finger on it.
After then and in every way
I met the strongest
man long ago
No one could have beaten
him as we all know
It's sad, but Delilah
- [Peter] The company's
growing quickly, very quickly.
We're actually hiring in
our West Bell offices.
(water dripping slowly)
(tense dramatic music)
(woman screaming)
(Eve gasps)
(baby cooing)
(soft ominous music)
(kettle whistling)
(mellow tropical music)
(car engine starts)
(mellow tropical music)
(soft suspenseful music)
- Hey!
Hey!
(soft suspenseful music)
(lock clicks)
(dark ominous music)
(door creaks)
(footsteps echo)
(plastic flaps)
(Eve gasps)
- So there will be air
conditioning, trust me.
All right, this is the most
square footage we have.
We got the ceiling height.
We can knock out
the second floor.
Hey, Eve.
- [Peter] Are you
sure it was her?
- Yes!
- [Peter] But why, why would
she show up at the office?
- I don't fucking know!
- [Peter] Okay, okay. All right.
I'm sure there's an explanation.
Look, I've got a
client dinner tonight,
so I'll be home late.
Just take a bath. Relax,
my little duckling.
We'll figure it out in
the morning, all right?
(engine revving)
(Eve sighs)
(dark suspenseful music)
(door slamming)
(dark suspenseful music)
(waves crashing)
Same woman. You're certain?
- [Eve] Yes.
- [Peter] The same one
that you saw at the office?
- [Eve] Yes.
- It's probably some bored
housewife or nosy neighbor.
I'm sure they'll get tired
of it eventually when they...
What are you looking
for, my darling?
- My only fucking mug.
- [Peter] What's
only fucking mug?
- What? What is this?
Where, where did this come from?
(Peter chuckles)
- That's your mug.
From the Oceanside Hotel.
Really.
The place we got engaged.
The, the staycation
down the street.
That's, that's, how could
you possibly forget that?
- We didn't get engaged here.
(soft suspenseful music)
- Eh. Say again?
- We got engaged in Amsterdam.
My mug was from Amsterdam.
(Peter chuckles)
- Yeah.
That's not true,
though, is it, darling?
Because I've never been
to Amsterdam, have I?
- Are you fucking kidding me?
- All right.
- Are you?
- Are you fucking
kidding me right now?
- Oh my-
- Why would I lie about that?
- Okay, we're, okay, none of
us are making any sense here.
- You're not making any sense.
- I mean, we've been
stuck here too long.
- Stuck here?
- Yes, Peter! Stuck!
- You've been stuck here?
- Yes, Peter!
Stuck here in my own
fucking nightmare!
(mug shatters)
- All right.
Okay, I've got a lot of
work to do today, so just-
- Don't ignore me.
Where is my mug?
- Your fucking mug is on the
floor, darling, in pieces.
Before that, it was in
our favorite coffee shop
right on the beach.
How do you not remember this?
- The beach?
- The beach!
The, the fucking beach!
That beach!
(soft eerie music)
- What is happening?
What?
Peter?
Peter, I don't...
I don't remember this.
(soft eerie music)
(sickle thwacking)
(phone jangling)
- Hello?
Hi.
Hi, yeah.
Thanks for returning my call.
Uh, it's just it's about, uh,
it seems to be happening again.
Yes, yes, well,
there's memory loss.
Yeah.
Yeah, no, today's fine.
Yeah, absolutely. Thank you.
- I wanted to be a singer.
Yeah, I just kept playing gigs,
waiting to be discovered.
But then Peter got the
opportunity for this trip,
and so we came.
The sunshine.
The water.
I just want us to be happy.
And I kept telling
myself that I was happy.
But I missed the sticky
floors and the drunk crowds
and the scattered applause,
and so I started trying
to convince myself
of a different dream.
Everyone says that there's no
greater joy than motherhood,
and maybe that's
what I was missing.
Just waiting, testing.
Waiting, feeling.
And with every dream
that gets ripped away,
so does a part of me.
There's so many pieces
that I feel like
a whole other woman
could be made out
of everything that I almost was.
I just spent so long,
like waiting for something
and it's just
that feeling of anticipation,
it's like it just never left me.
- A lot of women
experience extreme distress
when struggling to conceive.
We observe many ways...
(rising eerie music)
Eve?
- [Eve] Hmm?
(waves lapping)
- [Woman] Soul is crying out
in the wind for comfort,
trying to bring life again,
won't let go.
You willing to take the place?
(kettle whistling)
- [Peter] Hey, darling.
Hey.
Darling?
Hey, sweetheart?
There she is.
Just checkin' in on
you before I leave.
Do you need anything?
- [Eve] Mmm-mmm.
- Okay. Shhh.
Come on. Up we get.
Urrgh.
Oh, there she is.
Hoo.
(soft unsettling music)
- When do these kick in?
- Think they already
have, darling.
You've been sleep for
most of the weekend.
Think you needed it.
You're exhausted.
Oh, so Sal, a few
friends are heading down
to Calypso tonight
at seven o'clock.
I thought it might be nice
to get out of the house.
You know, a breath of
fresh air and all that?
Obviously if you're
not feeling up for it,
then absolutely fine.
Kettle's boiled.
Now I must warn you.
We have some new mugs.
Plain, bland, very unoffensive.
I gotta run.
- [Eve] Mmm.
- Oh, um.
So you're not surprised,
I've been working
on the nursery.
I gave it a fresh lick of paint.
Felt like there was too much
pressure on us, you know?
- Did you get carried away
and do the whole house?
- Yeah.
So.
Kettle's boiled. Gotta run.
Shit.
(soft unsettling music)
- So, 3,000 square feet.
Now we can do 4,500.
That's traditional.
- [Woman] Yeah.
- For a supporting unit.
Is that too big?
- [Woman] Everything's
beautiful.
- I love you.
It's all about the
dollar. It's awesome.
Who's the guy?
Who's the guy in suite 116?
- Uh, Mr. Johnson.
- Johnson, there you go.
(door clattering)
- Thank you for calling
Ranza Real Estate.
How can I help you?
- Hey!
Door's locked.
(soft ominous music)
(leaves rustling)
- Woo-hoo!
So this is-
- This is nice.
- Yeah, so this
is all brand-new.
- Oh my gosh.
- [Woman] And we're gonna
sell every unit here.
- [Woman] Oh my
god, it's beautiful.
I love it!
- [Woman] I know, but I miss
Paris so much sometimes.
- [Woman] Oh, yeah.
- [Woman] We're here! Hello!
- [Woman] Hi!
- [Woman] There she is!
- [Woman] Oh my god. Hi.
- [Woman] I'm good. How are you?
- [Woman] It's fine, yeah.
- [Woman] So, who else is
coming? The whole crew?
- [Woman] Yeah, pretty much.
- [Woman] Yeah.
(people talking indistinctly)
(upbeat tropical music)
- Let me see it. Let me see it.
There you go. There you go.
- I don't have it yet.
We're working on it.
We're working on it.
- You guys have
choreography for your-
- Yeah, and when we do it,
we're not sitting at
this table by the window.
- What's, what's
with the window?
- He's upset that we're
sitting here at an open window.
- Yeah. (speaking
in foreign language)
- Oh my god! You don't
even know what that means.
- I do! I swear that
it means punch the air.
- How's it going
down at Orchard?
You know, with the new hire?
- Babe, things are great.
Orchard is going better
than we expected.
- Oh, you're killing it.
- [Peter] Fantastic.
- You hired that girl?
- Uh.
- Somebody.
- Maybe after we fired
the last crazy gal?
- [Peter] Yeah, yeah.
- Oh, great.
I'm glad it's going so good.
I'm so sorry I could not be
of more service to you guys.
- Yeah, I mean, look.
You don't need to be doing
that grunt work anyway, right?
- [Peter] Exactly.
- Don't need anymore stress.
Just like health, happiness.
Focus on that.
Mind my body right.
Isn't that right?
- Yes.
- [Chelsea] Isn't that right?
- These are our focuses.
- Doesn't matter.
Doesn't work.
Whole thing. It's a bust.
Clock doesn't fucking tick.
- Hey.
- Babe, sweetheart, it's not...
- Should I go and talk to her?
- No, no, no, no, no.
It's just, it's just,
trust me. She's fine.
(water running)
(crowd cheering and applauding)
- Hello, everyone.
My beautiful friend
Tara requested a song,
so I'm gonna sing it to you.
It's an oldie, but a goodie.
Don't believe my eyes
They're the coldest eyes
But I'm not so cold
Let me put you wise
Keeping the
temperature so low
This is a work of art
For there's a
fire down below
Down below in my heart
Now that you're
getting my number
Know what I'm talkin' about
How long before
calling the number
Don't let the fire go out
I'll admit my face
is the quiet type
This can all be changed
when the time is right
Call out the
volunteer brigade
Call out the fire cart
For there's a
fire down below
Down below in my heart
- [Sal] Woo! Yes! Renata!
- [Chelsea] Woo-hoo!
- Thank you, guys.
Thank you.
- [Chelsea] You are amazing!
Hello!
- [Sal] Renata,
that was amazing!
- Mwah!
Oh, thank you.
- [Chelsea] Oh, so good!
- It's so good to see you.
- Voice!
- Ah, you're very kind.
- [Peter] Absolutely.
How are you?
- Good, how are you?
- That was, that was, that
was something else, yeah.
- You guys are too kind.
So you're going up next, no?
- No, we are not goin' up next!
- What the fuck does she want?
- Hey, babe.
- Eve, Jesus Christ.
- [Eve] You sneakin'
around our house?
The office, huh?
- Hey, hey, hey.
- [Eve] You want
something from my husband?
- Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
- No, this, this is
her! She's the one!
- We're gonna wrap
it up quietly.
- No, no, no, no.
- Hey, hey, hey.
- We're gonna deal
with this now!
You've been to our house!
- [Peter] Come on, come on.
- I think I should go.
- [Eve] Yeah.
- I'm so sorry.
This is really awkward.
- Hope you got the
reaction you wanted!
I'm fine and she's
having a conversation.
- [Peter] We're done.
- Stay the fuck away
from my husband!
- [Eve] Who is she?
- Just drink your water.
- Who is she?
- [Peter] Renata!
- Yeah!
- Renata, our friend
who works at the bar.
- Our friend?
- Eve, she's doing
some work for us.
She's part of the group.
- Part of the fuck?
Are you kidding me?
- [Peter] You like her.
- I don't like her!
I don't know her!
- [Peter] She came on
holiday with us last year.
- Holi?
- The three-day cruise.
- I've never fucking
been on holiday with her!
- No, you haven't!
You didn't go!
You pulled out last minute!
She took your place!
I remember because I
slept on the fucking couch
the whole tour!
- That's not true, Peter!
- [Peter] Don't.
- [Eve] It-
- Don't.
I've had enough.
Just-
- You've had enough?
I've fucking had enough!
Why are you lying to me?
(purse thuds)
(soft ominous music)
No.
This isn't, this isn't my life.
This isn't me.
This isn't my life.
Just no.
- You need to listen to me.
You're confused.
You don't know
what you're saying.
- Yeah.
I'm a fucking waste
to you. Admit it.
I don't know who I am, Peter.
I don't, I don't
know who we are.
I don't, I don't...
Fuck.
(Eve sighs)
- I know who you are.
I know exactly who you are.
You're my girl.
You're my wife.
You're my one and only.
You were the girl I married.
- No.
- [Peter] Yes.
- No, Peter.
No, the girl that you married
had rainbow-colored
hair and did mushrooms.
She stopped taking
photos because she wanted
to live in the moment,
that she made things.
She made art.
She worked at a shitty cafe
just so she could sing a song.
That is who I was.
My whole life, my
whole life, I was free.
I don't know who I am now.
- Hey.
- I don't know who I am anymore.
I don't even know if I'm
at the right fucking house.
- Okay, hey, hey.
Shh, shh.
Love, you're so
right. I'm so sorry.
I'm sorry you're
not feeling well.
But I promise you it's
gonna be all right.
Okay?
I promise.
I'll do whatever it takes.
My little honey bear. (laughs)
- [Eve] What? What
did you just call me?
What the fuck did
you just call me?
Your, your honey bear?
Is that what you
just fucking called?
Your honey bear?
- [Peter] Hey, I
don't wanna fight.
- Your honey bear?
That what you call her?
Is that your little
pet name for her, hmm?
- [Peter] Pet name for who?
- [Eve] Fuck you!
(footsteps echoing)
(engine starts)
(patrons chatting indistinctly)
- Bye.
- [Woman] Text us
when you get home.
- [Man] See ya!
- [Woman] Bye!
(engine rumbling)
(soft ominous music)
(tires screeching)
(soft ominous music)
- [Renata] Thanks
for the chat, Chels.
- [Chelsea] Have a good night.
- [Renata] Bye.
- [Chelsea] You too
Bye.
(soft ominous music)
(soft suspenseful music)
(footsteps echoing)
- [Renata] Eve.
- What are you doing here?
- I don't know what it is
that you're going through
right now, but this,
this aggressive shit,
this stalking, it
needs to stop now.
- You're the one who's
been following me
for a fucking week or a year-
- I've known Chelsea and
Sal and Peter for years.
And you know what?
I've never heard of you.
- I'm Peter's wife.
- The cruise.
Yeah.
You're the one
who couldn't come.
Ah, still after him after
all these years, huh?
Guess you should've
gone on the trip.
- I did go on the trip. I was-
- Look, we dated for
like two seconds, okay?
- What?
- It was just a fling.
- [Eve] What?
- All right?
I barely remember
it to be honest.
You would really
have to ask him.
You know,
- Stop.
- [Renata] I tried to
give you the benefit
of the doubt here.
- Stop.
- But really.
- Stop!
- Peter was right.
You are fuckin' crazy.
- What?
No, fuck you!
Stay the fuck out of my head.
(dark ominous music)
- You do not scare me, Eve.
I have worked you out.
Now, if you'll excuse me,
I'm gonna get on with
the rest of my life.
(dark ominous music)
(horn honking)
- Wait. What? What the?
That's my car! Hey!
That's my fucking car!
(tires screeching)
Hey!
What?
(tense dramatic music)
(bicycle clattering)
Peter!
(key clatters)
(Eve breathing shakily)
(Eve grunting)
Peter?
(Renata moaning)
(door creaks)
(Peter and Renata
groaning loudly)
Oh my God!
- [Renata] Oh my God, Peter!
Jesus Christ!
- You fucking lied! You lied!
- [Peter] For fuck's sake.
Hey, hey, hey.
What the fuck are you doing?
- Just getting my fucking
shit and I'm outta her.
- What is she doing?
Peter, stop her.
- You need to leave now or
we're calling the police.
Do you understand what
I'm saying to you?
- What did you fucking
do with all my shit?
- [Renata] This is crazy.
I'm calling the police.
- Eve, what is going on?
- What's going on Peter,
is that you locked me
out of my house and you're
fucking another woman.
- That woman is my wife and
we want you out of our house.
- Your wife?
- [Peter] Now!
- Your wife, Peter?
I'm your wife!
(soft dramatic music)
(Eve gasping)
- Let's just go outside, okay?
We'll talk outside.
(soft dramatic music)
Stay here.
(Eve crying and gasping)
- I don't understand.
- Well, understand this.
I don't want any of
what is happening.
I want to be left alone.
- Peter.
You said it takes time.
I just, I just I need time.
- Are you listening?
We barely know each other,
and you've just
broken into my house.
- Peter.
I'm your wife.
- We had one
fucking drink, okay?
We chatted a bit.
Christ, I wouldn't have
bothered if I'd known you'd...
How did you know where I live?
- Because I've lived here
with you for two years.
- This is the last
time I'll ever see you.
If not, I'll have you arrested.
- Peter, no!
Peter!
- [Peter] Leave!
- Peter!
Peter.
Peter. (sobbing)
(soft ominous music)
- Archie, go upstairs.
Good boy.
(phone ringing)
Would you like some water?
- He's not answering.
- Who?
- My husband.
He, he...
(soft ominous music)
No?
What?
What do I do? (crying)
- Hey.
It's okay.
Why don't you just go to sleep?
You can sleep here.
Go ahead.
Lie down.
Get you comfy.
All right, we'll just, we'll
figure it out in the morning.
(Chelsea sighs)
A good night's sleep
resets everything.
You'll find your way.
(waves crashing)
- [Woman] Walk
backwards in your hopes.
Let your body fall in.
In here, you mean?
Don't see nobody.
- Hey!
(people talking indistinctly)
(frantic drum music)
Hey!
Hey!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
- [Woman] Come, child.
It is time.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
- [Man] Settle on in.
Got a long journey ahead.
(boat engines rumbling)
(dark ominous music)
(dog barking)
Archie, stop.
Stop!
Who's there?
(baby crying)
Archie.
Is there somebody in our house?
- I don't know.
- [Sal] Go upstairs.
- It's okay, okay.
- [Sal] Lock the door.
- [Chelsea] Okay.
- I'll check outside.
(tense suspenseful music)
(waves crashing)
- [Renata] Once there
was a fisherman's wife.
She was in love,
she was pregnant,
and she was happy.
Her life was just
getting started.
One day at sea, a
horrible storm hit,
and she fell overboard,
and the fishermen
couldn't save her.
(woman singing in
foreign language)
The story goes that
after she died,
her soul was stuck
wandering the island,
searching for a way back,
searching for the life that
she so desperately wanted.
(woman singing in
foreign language)
And then one day she found it.
(people laughing)
(woman singing in
foreign language)
(kettle whistling)
(woman singing in
foreign language)
- Okay, just let that sit.
Really hope I didn't
dry the crust out.
- [Peter] It looks
perfect, babe.
- Mmm, I feel like
you're biased.
- [Peter] Ooh, maybe a bit.
- Sal asked me to
reconsider his offer.
- Oh, really?
- Well, it seems so
picturesque, don't you think?
Little bakery on the island.
- Yeah, I just don't know
how you're gonna have
the time, babe, that's all.
- Well, a lot of
mothers work, honey.
It's the era that we live in.
- I know, I know.
- [Eve] It's just a thought.
- I wanna do whatever
makes you happy.
- Well, we'll talk
about it later.
- [Peter] Okay.
- 'Cause tonight
is a celebration
for me and my luggage here.
- [Peter] Yeah.
(Eve laughs)
- Oh!
- What? What? What?
- Right there. Do you feel it?
- (laughs) Yeah, yeah.
Wait a minute.
Does it feel like a
human or a little alien?
- It is not an alien.
- Oh, we're having an alien!
- It's not an alien.
It is a beautiful,
beautiful, healthy baby girl
whose mama wants her out.
(woman singing in
foreign language)
(bright tropical music)
(woman singing in
foreign language)
(bright tropical music)
(soft ominous music)
Am I alive?
- [Sal] No.
- Am I famous?
- [Sal] You are.
- Okay. Um.
Am I male?
- Uh-uh.
Uh-uh.
- [Woman] He loves your cooking!
- Oh God, am I a
chef or something?
(Sal laughs)
You!
Okay, um, was there a
movie made about me?
- There was.
- [Peter] Oh, right.
- [Chelsea] Oh, oh.
- Am I Julia Child?
- [Sal] Yeah.
- Yes!
- You're Julia Child.
There you go!
(bright reggae music)
(group talking excitedly)
- Come on, come on!
(bright reggae music)
(group talking excitedly)
- When you get up
there I'll get you
(bright reggae music)
(group talking excitedly)
(Peter laughs)
(bright reggae music)
(group talking excitedly)
- [Woman] Bye, Renata!
- [Renata] Thank you, thank you.
Do it again sometime.
- [Sal] Yes, let's
definitely do it again.
- See ya, Peter.
- [Sal] oodnight, Peter.
- [Renata] Oh, he's just
salty that he didn't win.
- [Sal] It's okay. Next time.
All right, Julia Child.
- That means she
won. You didn't win.
- No, it was great. It was good.
- There's a kid shop that I
really wanna go to tomorrow,
and Chelsea was going
on and on about it.
- You gotta stop doing that.
- [Renata] Doing?
- Just being so...
With Sal.
- Be so what with Sal?
(Peter sighs)
- Whatever. It doesn't matter.
- No, don't do that. Talk to me.
- You were flirting with
him, right in front of me.
- [Renata] Flirting?
- I'm not saying
don't have fun, babe,
but he's my boss, right?
We can't afford to fuck it up.
Just next time maybe don't
wear such a low-cut dress.
- You love this dress, Peter.
Yeah, well, wear
it for me, not him.
- Okay, where is
this coming from?
Everything that I do is to
make sure that things run smoo-
- Everything you do?
Everything you do.
Right, 'cause I'm out there
playing fucking tiddlywinks
all day with Sal, huh?
All this shit just
magically appears.
Sorry, but your bakery idea,
that's just not happening.
- My idea?
- Your idea, Sal's
idea, whatever.
Feels like you should
fucking earn it.
- [Renata] Peter, stop.
- Yeah, well, maybe if we
didn't rush into having kids
then we'd have time
for that shit, but,
it's not in the stars, babe.
No chance.
(soft ominous music)
(soft introspective music)
(Renata crying softly)
(woman wailing)
- Hello?
(soft suspenseful music)
(woman wailing)
Hello?
(dark ominous music)
Peter!
(dark ominous music)
- All right, where? Where?
(baby crying)
- [Renata] Shh.
- Hey!
(baby crying)
There's no one there.
Hello?
- Shh, shh, shh, shh.
(baby crying)
It's okay.
- [Peter] Hey,
there's no one there.
There's no one there. Your okay.
I know, I know, shh.
It's just some vagrant
on the beach, all right?
Here, she okay?
- [Renata] Yeah.
- [Peter] Okay.
(baby crying)
(soft tropical music)
(soft ominous music)
(phone ringing)
- [Renata] I'm not making it up.
- I'm not saying
you're making it up.
I'm saying that you
haven't been sleeping well,
you're stressed.
- You're not listening to me.
Okay?
She was outside of our house,
and then she
followed me to work,
and now I'm finding
things inside of our home
that don't belong to us.
I mean, what is this?
- It's a windmill.
- [Renata] Yeah, but
where did it come from?
- From our honeymoon.
- No, it didn't come
from our honeymoon.
Our honeymoon was here.
Does this look like it
came from an island?
- Our honeymoon
was in Amsterdam.
- No, it wasn't.
I've never been to Amsterdam.
- You've never
been to Amsterdam?
- We have ne-
- You've.
Okay, all right. Come, come.
Look. Who's this?
Who's that? Where are we?
(soft eerie music)
(Peter sighs)
(waves crashing softly)
(soft eerie music)
- [Renata] Forgetting things?
That's a way to put it.
The pressure of the baby,
keeping the home together,
finding my purpose.
Always needing to be
or to look happy.
That's the key.
The defining factor, right?
I gave him everything.
But here I am.
Ready to be pumped full of
prescribed distractions,
just to keep the balance.
(dark ominous music)
(water splashing)
(knuckles rapping)
- Hey, hey.
How's my little duckling?
- Your what?
- Sal and I are gonna
go grab a quick drink.
That's all right?
Love you.
(upbeat tropical music)
(crowd murmuring indistinctly)
(crowd applauding)
Can we stop going
through the same charade
every time.
Thank you. Finally a drink.
- Good day.
- Cheers, mate.
- Cheers.
- Ah, lovely.
(soft introspective music)
Ah, how was your night?
- [Renata] It was good.
- What's up, babe? Talk to me.
You haven't said
a thing all night.
- [Renata] Just
tell me who she is.
(Peter laughs)
- Sorry?
Who? Who? Who's who?
- [Renata] Who is she?
- Who is she?
- Do you think that
someone could just start
showing up and that it
wouldn't raise an issue?
- [Peter] An issue?
- Like I wouldn't notice?
- Darling, hey, an issue.
Yes, it would be an issue.
It would be an issue if
it actually happened.
It didn't happen, did it?
- It did happen.
- You know what?
- If this is what you want,
you want some kind of free
life without the burden
of a child-
- Don't, don't.
- Or a crazy fuckin' wife.
- I don't wanna hear
this shit again.
- Just tell me that, but
right now it seems like
you're trying to make
me lose my fucking mind.
(Peter laughs)
- Lose your mind, yeah.
Well, it seems you're pretty,
you're pretty capable of
doing that by yourself.
- Oh, that's nice.
(baby crying)
We're just gonna let her cry?
- Yeah, we're gonna let her cry.
Who?
Who exactly are
we gonna let cry?
- Our baby.
- Our baby?
(soft ominous music)
- Where's my baby?
Where's my baby!
(dark ominous music)
(Renata sobbing)
Where is my baby?
(dark ominous music)
(Renata sobbing)
(crowd talking indistinctly)
- You ever had a crack
in the windshield?
It starts off as this
tiny, little chip.
The next day it's
doubled in size.
Day after that
it's a spider web.
Before you know it,
the whole fucking thing
comes crashing down on you.
(Peter sighs)
I didn't want this.
I was just trying to help.
I was just trying
to make the best
of a shitty situation.
Trying to make a
full life, you know?
I'm so fucking tired.
And exhausted.
I thought we could
make the most of it.
I thought we were gonna
have a life, and then...
Yeah.
Bottom feeder.
(crowd talking indistinctly)
I thought that's
what you wanted.
- Me, too.
(crowd talking indistinctly)
- [Peter] Eve!
Eve, come on!
I was...
I wasn't being serious.
I didn't mean...
Fuck.
(Peter sighs)
(soft ominous music)
(engine starts)
(tense dramatic music)
(tires screeching)
- Eve!
(tense dramatic music)
Eve!
(tense dramatic music)
Where is my child, Eve?
- There is no child.
There never was.
- I'm not letting you do this.
I'm not letting you
take this from me.
I gave him everything.
- But it didn't work.
The baby, the perfect
home, the perfect life.
It didn't fix anything.
- [Renata] I just
want my family back!
- It's not your family!
It's not your life.
I'm done with this.
- I know it's hard.
Always trying to make sure
that everyone else is happy.
Never really happy yourself.
It's not there.
You're working for
everyone else's approval.
You're trying to fill this void.
It's not your fault that
you couldn't get pregnant.
But you can't do
this without me, Eve.
You need me.
This is the only
way that this works!
(Renata screams)
(Eve gasps)
(knife slicing)
(Eve screams)
(tense dramatic music)
(Renata screams)
(Eve screams)
(water splashes)
(Eve gasps)
(soft ominous music)
(water splashes)
(both grunting)
(Renata vomits)
(Eve screams)
(both grunting)
(knife plunges)
(both gasping)
(dark ominous music)
(waves lapping)
- [Woman] The sea giveth.
But, Lord, it taketh away.
Souls desperately trying
to claw their way
back to shore.
Them babies just want
another chance to love,
to hold,
to be.
Come, child.
It is time.
(soft tropical music)
- [Eve] Someone
told me a story once
about a woman who was restless.
At some point in her life,
some impossible to
pin down moment,
she picked the wrong track.
She veered off
course from herself.
And for a long, long time
she thought that she
had made her bed.
That was it.
Some folks say they
still see her sometimes,
wandering,
waiting,
trying to find her way back,
to live the life
she always wanted.
(knuckles rapping)
- [Man] You're up.
- My man.
- Hey, make that another.
- Oh, having a good
time, as always?
- Yeah.
(Peter sighs)
- [Sal] Yes, we're
open at Orchard.
You're with us now.
(crowd applauding)
- [Announcer] We have
a very special guest
coming your way right now.
(crowd applauding)
Let's all give a
warm welcome back
to lowland's
favorite lady in red.
- [Eve] She thought that
she had made her bed.
She was stuck in
her little world.
She was numb.
She was hurting.
And she thought that
she had no options.
No choice.
But she was wrong.
(Eve inhales)
Don't believe my eyes
They're the coldest eyes
But I'm not so cold
Let me put you wise
Keeping the
temperature so low
This is a work of art
There is a fire down below
Down below
My heart
And those crazy lips
Are such crazy lips
They can pout to life
Should we come to grips
If you have anything in mind
Warn you before you start
There is a fire down below
Down below in my heart
Now that you're getting
my number
You know what
I'm talking about
Pile on the coal
and the lumber
Don't let the fire go out
I'll admit my face
is the quiet type
It can all be changed
When the time is right
Call on
the volunteer brigade
Call on the fire cart
There is a fire down below
Down below in my heart
Now that you're getting
my number
You know what
I'm talking about
Pile on the coal
and the lumber
Don't let the fire go out
Now that you're getting
my number
You know what
I'm talking about
Pile on the coal
and the lumber
Don't let the fire go out
I'll admit my face
is the quiet type
It can all be changed
When the time is right
Call on
the volunteer brigade
Call on the fire cart
There is a fire down below
Down below, down below
Down below in my heart
(electricity flickering)
()
()
(seagulls cawing)
(waves lapping softly)
- [Eve] Someone told
me a story once,
back when I first arrived on
the island, about a fisherman.
His wife was pregnant,
and one day at sea,
there was a storm
(water splashing)
and she fell overboard.
He couldn't save her.
The story goes that
after she died,
he never stepped on land again.
Just kept sailing,
looking for her,
waiting for her to come
back to the surface,
until eventually a
storm took him, as well.
Some folks say they
still see her sometimes,
wandering, waiting,
trying to find her way back,
back to her unborn child,
back to live the life
she always wanted.
It's a sad story,
but I don't know.
Every time I hear it,
all I can think is
maybe she didn't drown.
Maybe she just found a way out.
Maybe she was one
of the lucky ones.
(water splashing)
(woman gasping)
(woman screaming)
(tense dramatic music)
(dark ominous music)
(Eve gasping)
(waves lapping)
- Eve!
Eve! Hey!
What are you doing?
You were gone for ages.
What were you doing out there?
What are you doin'?
- [Eve] I went for a swim.
- We missed ya.
How was the water?
- [Eve] It was good.
Bam bam, ey, what a bam bam
Bam bam dilla, bam bam
Bam bam dilla, bam bam
'Ey what a bam, bam
Said what a bam, bam
This woman
Never troubled no one
I'm a lady, I'm not a man
MC is my ambition
I come from nice up Jamaica
So bam bam, what a bam bam
Bam bam dilla, bam bam
Bam bam dilla, bam bam
'Ey a mi seh what a bam bam
Tell 'em said what a bam bam
Bam bam dilla, bam, bam
Bam bam dilla, bam bam
- Sure you don't
want me to drive?
- [Peter] Yeah, next
time, buddy, next time.
(Peter laughs)
Hey, you okay?
- Yeah.
Just-
- What's up?
- No, I'm dizzy.
- Oh, probably
got tremors there.
Just shake it out.
(soft tropical music)
(hose spraying)
You hear what Sal was
saying over dinner, babe?
About that anonymous complaint?
It was Trisha, so he's
letting her go next week.
(hose spraying)
Which means gonna
need a bit of help
finishing off Orchid Street.
How do you feel about
filling in again?
It wouldn't be much.
The complex is
basically empty, so.
Baby, you listening?
- Yeah. Trisha.
She's the one who calls me Greta
every time she sees me.
- Wait, you're Greta?
Huh, suddenly everything
makes more sense.
Would you help us out?
Just this once, little duckling?
- Oh, you buttering me up?
- A little bit.
It'll only be
temporary, I promise.
- This whole trip was
supposed to be temporary.
- I know, but look how
good you look with a tan.
Just sayin'.
- You are not convincing me
to move here permanently.
- No, no, no, I'm sure I'm not.
Not when someone's pickin'
the color of the wallpaper
for the nursery.
- [Eve] Stop!
- I'm joking, I'm joking.
Come on, come on,
come on, come on.
Please. Babe, look at this.
When I met you, you
were singin' for beans
at some shit hole cafe.
- Hey, I like that cafe!
- I know, I know, but.
Babe, I'm earning money for
the first time in my life.
Like, real look after us money.
All right? And right
now we're just renting.
And could you imagine
owning a place like this
as our little island getaway?
And I swear, come spring,
anywhere in the world.
You choose it, we'll live there.
- Anywhere?
- Anywhere in the world.
- Anywhere.
- That's right.
You spin the globe,
point to a place,
and we'll live there,okay?
- Except back to Rhode Island.
- (laughs) Yes, except
back to Rhode Island.
That wasn't quite
the island life
we were looking
for, was it then?
- I just, I want
to live somewhere a
little more realistic.
You know, raise a family
around our family?
- Yeah, I know. I
want that, too, babe.
All in due time.
We're not there yet.
(chuckles) Why you lookin'
like you're trapped here?
- Well, I'm sure I could
hitch a little catamaran
back to the States
while you're onsite.
- Yeah, that one's free.
- Oh, perfect!
- But before you go,
can I just (sighs)
introduce you to
my little friend?
Oh!
- [Eve] Ah! Not fair!
- [Eve] Ah! No!
- [Peter] Look! Thief!
No, no, no, no, no, no!
You're crazy!
No, no, no, no, no!
- You get it! You get it!
(bright tropical music)
Oh oh oh oh
- I'm late.
- [Chelsea] Holy shit. How late?
- [Eve] Five weeks today.
- Okay.
Anything to Peter?
- No.
Look, I just, I wanna be
sure this time, and I just,
I can't put him through
all that again, you know?
- Yeah.
- But I made an
appointment for Tuesday.
- Well, damn, mama! Okay!
- [Eve] Okay?
- Oh, I have a really
good feeling about this.
- Ah, reign it in, reign it in.
- I'm reigning. I'm
like totally reigned.
I'm just shopping, I'm talking,
being like totally
chill and normal.
Look at me.
But also, oh my god!
You're gonna have a baby!
- Just, just not until
I get a result, okay?
- Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Oh!
- [Eve] Ooh, look at that one.
- Uh, that's a circle.
- Yeah, it matches my chairs.
- Yeah, but I'm not
gonna let you come here
and buy a circle.
Oh, these are cute, though.
Whoa, oh, oh, oh
(people talking indistinctly)
(drums thudding)
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh
(dark ominous music)
You lost, miss?
- Sorry?
- You look lost.
Take a tour, see
what's out there.
Maybe you'll find your way.
(soft ominous music)
- [Chelsea] Eve, come on!
The dresses that I saw
last week are here.
I wanna show you. Come on.
(soft tropical music)
- Hi.
Hi, yeah. It's Eve Carver.
Um, I just wanted to
see if I could come in
for a pregnancy test.
Yeah, it's been
about five weeks.
Tuesday.
Okay. At 3:00.
Great.
Okay.
(waves crashing)
(soft ominous music)
(rising ominous music)
(kettle whistling)
(soft tropical music)
- Double the space.
Corner end unit.
- [Eve] It's right here.
- Foot traffic.
Everything you need.
- [Sal] I gave you your notice.
- [Trisha] Whatever.
We're still outside.
This is not cool.
- [Sal] Let's go.
- [Trisha] Good luck.
(door slamming)
- Hi, Trisha.
- [Trisha] Fuck off, Greta.
- [Eve] It's Eve.
(Pete scatting)
(bright ukulele music)
I'm all done having fun now
- Hey, babe?
Babe?
- Yeah, yeah?
- What are you doing
with that office stuff?
- What? Oh, yeah.
We downsized one of
the offices this week.
I had a bunch of
stuff left over.
I thought it makes sense to
put it in the extra room, so.
- The extra room?
- Yeah.
- The nursery?
- Yeah.
- Yeah, but you called
it the extra room.
- Yeah, that's what it is.
I mean, it's been empty
for a couple of years now.
You can change it back
whenever you want.
(ukulele twanging)
- So are you giving up or?
- Giving up?
- Yeah.
- Giving up on what?
- Trying.
- Hey!
No, no, no, no, no. Sorry.
Hey, that was my bad.
I was supposed to
mention it to you.
No one's giving up.
No one's giving up.
I'll change it back.
I just wanna do
whatever it is to
make you happy.
Little spin. Just a little spin.
Just one for me, is all.
Now it's my turn. Oh!
- [Eve] It's so darling.
- Oh, I do it better.
It's the English
charm. What can I say?
- Very charming.
- You look absolutely-
(horn honking)
Ooh! They're here!
- [Eve] Oh! Already?
I thought that they were
coming in a half hour.
- [Peter] Battle stations!
- [Eve] Uh!
- [Peter] Get the
wine! Get the wine!
- [Eve] Champagne!
(cork popping)
(group cheering)
- Hey! All right!
Look, you never need
a reason to drink.
But in this case, I
would like to toast
my colleague and friend, Peter!
- I'll drink to that.
- Yes.
My Italian grandfather
used to say this
saying all the time.
I'm probably gonna botch it.
My wife will help me with this.
- Okay.
- All right, here comes
the Italian, Peter.
- [Peter] Please.
- All right.
(Sal speaking in Italian)
Translation, my love?
- Mmm-hmm.
Eat the soup or
jump out the window.
- Out the window, yes!
- [Chelsea] Yes, 'cause
that makes sense.
- I don't know if that
makes sense for you guys,
but the real meaning
is take it or leave it.
Draw the line, you know?
Peter drew the line.
How did that end up?
- I did.
They took it.
(group cheering)
- Ah, they ate the soup!
(group cheering)
The line in life.
- [Group] The line in life!
- The line in life.
(upbeat reggae music)
- Salute.
Cheers.
- Ooh, who's starting?
You starting?
(upbeat reggae music)
(group cheering)
(upbeat reggae music)
- Oh, hey! Whoa!
(upbeat reggae music)
(group laughing)
- [Chelsea] Are you
sure you wanna go?
- [Keith] Goodnight, guys!
- [Chelsea] Goodnight,
Keith. I love you!
- [Keith] Goodnight, Peter.
- [Sal] It's the beach!
- [Peter] Babe, I'm exhausted.
I'm gonna hit the
hay, all right?
- Okay!
(group laughing distantly)
(soft ominous music)
(dark ominous music)
(Eve sobbing)
(waves crashing)
(woman wailing)
(dark ominous music)
(woman wailing)
- Hello?
(dark ominous music)
(waves crashing)
(dark ominous music rising)
(leaves rustling)
(dark suspenseful music)
Peter! Peter.
No, there's someone
out in the yard.
- [Peter] What?
- [Eve] There's this woman.
She's, I don't-
- [Peter] What do you mean?
- There's, I don't
know, she's scary.
She's like standing there.
Can you please look?
- Where?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
- The yard.
- Stay here.
Hello?
Down there?
Hey!
Hello!
(branches snapping)
What the fuck?
Hey!
Hey, can I help you?
(Eve breathing heavily)
Hello!
(dark suspenseful music)
(Eve breathing heavily)
Hey.
(Eve gasps)
There's no one there.
- Are you sure?
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
There's no one there.
- At the bottom?
- Yeah, I checked.
- Everything's fine.
- You checked at the very bot-
- Do you want me
to call the police?
- No, I.
- There's no one there.
- You sure?
- Yes, darling, yes.
Chill, chill, chill, Chill.
Trust me. Trust me.
There is no one there.
I checked. I checked everywhere.
It's fine. Hey, it's all good.
It's all good.
(door closes)
(seagulls cawing)
(introspective music)
(Eve panting)
(introspective music)
- [Eve] Hi.
Yeah, you can just
cancel for now.
- [Receptionist] Uh, do
you wanna reschedule?
- [Eve] No.
Um, just tell the doctor it was
another false alarm.
- [Receptionist] Okay, that's
fine. I'll let her know.
- Okay.
(soft introspective music)
I feel numb, Chels.
Everything's just out of focus.
I don't know what to do.
It's just like the
pressure of all of this,
it's just like...(crying)
- It's okay.
- [Eve] I'm not
gonna tell Peter.
- It's okay.
- I just...
How many times have
we been through this?
- [Chelsea] Yeah,
I know, I know.
- This place is a fever dream.
It's-
- Listen to me.
I'm not gonna let you give up.
All right?
You just have to keep going.
Look at me.
We got this, okay?
I need you here. (chuckles)
We need you here.
Sal couldn't even
run the company
without Peter at this point.
- That's true.
- Yeah.
(soft ominous music)
- Hey, you need
anything? You good?
- Fine!
Betcha they wanna go somewhere.
- We're gonna head
down to Calypso's.
Karaoke!
- Hey, you wanna serenade
for us tonight, Eve?
- What do you think?
Come on! It's a good idea.
You always get your
fun singing Greenday.
Make you feel happy.
- I. (laughs)
- [Chelsea] Yeah,
it could be fun!
- I know. I'm so tired.
But you go, you go.
- [Chelsea] I'm not gonna leave-
- No, I'm fine. I'm fine.
I promise you, I'm fine.
I'm like, I'm gonna be
in bed in 20 minutes.
- [Chelsea] Okay.
- [Sal] Let's go!
- Okay, Sal! I'm coming!
- [Sal] Okay. Hey,
is Eve coming?
- [Chelsea] No,
Eve's tired, honey.
- [Sal] Who can
I sing with then?
- [Chelsea] Read the room, babe.
- Please don't
walk the other way.
This is a very special evening.
We know we are a
very special band.
Thank you, thank you! Please.
- [Sal] No applause,
no applause yet.
- Please, you don't
have to stand up,
but if you want to, if
you wanna get groovy.
- [Sal] We're used to it.
I think you guys
know what this is.
Works my body mietzo
Eh, left to right
is the tempo
If you get the sensation
Jump in the air, come
down in slow motion
Jump in the line
Rock your body in time
Hey, mama, can you hear us
Jump in the line
Everybody is fine
Mama, don't hit us
- [Sal] All right, guys.
You know the chorus, so.
(soft ominous music)
Jump in the line
Rock your body in time
Okay, now you're with us
Jump in the line
Rock your body in time
- Let's go low again.
Let's practice.
Left to right is the tempo
If you get the sensation
What, jump in the air
Go down in slow motion
(crowd cheering)
- [Sal] There you
go! There you go!
- [Peter] That was a good one.
Thanks, brotha.
Whew!
You good now?
Be good, man. Be good, yeah.
The end, my friend.
- [Bartender] What
can I get you, sir?
- The usual, please.
Sometimes when you
meet a girl in a dance
And do you take her home
You feel to take a chance
Or time she told you
how she lived alone
When you walk up on her step
you find her husband home
- Did I ever tell you
you look a little bit like...
(fingers snapping)
Oh, I can't put my finger on it.
After then and in every way
I met the strongest
man long ago
No one could have beaten
him as we all know
It's sad, but Delilah
- [Peter] The company's
growing quickly, very quickly.
We're actually hiring in
our West Bell offices.
(water dripping slowly)
(tense dramatic music)
(woman screaming)
(Eve gasps)
(baby cooing)
(soft ominous music)
(kettle whistling)
(mellow tropical music)
(car engine starts)
(mellow tropical music)
(soft suspenseful music)
- Hey!
Hey!
(soft suspenseful music)
(lock clicks)
(dark ominous music)
(door creaks)
(footsteps echo)
(plastic flaps)
(Eve gasps)
- So there will be air
conditioning, trust me.
All right, this is the most
square footage we have.
We got the ceiling height.
We can knock out
the second floor.
Hey, Eve.
- [Peter] Are you
sure it was her?
- Yes!
- [Peter] But why, why would
she show up at the office?
- I don't fucking know!
- [Peter] Okay, okay. All right.
I'm sure there's an explanation.
Look, I've got a
client dinner tonight,
so I'll be home late.
Just take a bath. Relax,
my little duckling.
We'll figure it out in
the morning, all right?
(engine revving)
(Eve sighs)
(dark suspenseful music)
(door slamming)
(dark suspenseful music)
(waves crashing)
Same woman. You're certain?
- [Eve] Yes.
- [Peter] The same one
that you saw at the office?
- [Eve] Yes.
- It's probably some bored
housewife or nosy neighbor.
I'm sure they'll get tired
of it eventually when they...
What are you looking
for, my darling?
- My only fucking mug.
- [Peter] What's
only fucking mug?
- What? What is this?
Where, where did this come from?
(Peter chuckles)
- That's your mug.
From the Oceanside Hotel.
Really.
The place we got engaged.
The, the staycation
down the street.
That's, that's, how could
you possibly forget that?
- We didn't get engaged here.
(soft suspenseful music)
- Eh. Say again?
- We got engaged in Amsterdam.
My mug was from Amsterdam.
(Peter chuckles)
- Yeah.
That's not true,
though, is it, darling?
Because I've never been
to Amsterdam, have I?
- Are you fucking kidding me?
- All right.
- Are you?
- Are you fucking
kidding me right now?
- Oh my-
- Why would I lie about that?
- Okay, we're, okay, none of
us are making any sense here.
- You're not making any sense.
- I mean, we've been
stuck here too long.
- Stuck here?
- Yes, Peter! Stuck!
- You've been stuck here?
- Yes, Peter!
Stuck here in my own
fucking nightmare!
(mug shatters)
- All right.
Okay, I've got a lot of
work to do today, so just-
- Don't ignore me.
Where is my mug?
- Your fucking mug is on the
floor, darling, in pieces.
Before that, it was in
our favorite coffee shop
right on the beach.
How do you not remember this?
- The beach?
- The beach!
The, the fucking beach!
That beach!
(soft eerie music)
- What is happening?
What?
Peter?
Peter, I don't...
I don't remember this.
(soft eerie music)
(sickle thwacking)
(phone jangling)
- Hello?
Hi.
Hi, yeah.
Thanks for returning my call.
Uh, it's just it's about, uh,
it seems to be happening again.
Yes, yes, well,
there's memory loss.
Yeah.
Yeah, no, today's fine.
Yeah, absolutely. Thank you.
- I wanted to be a singer.
Yeah, I just kept playing gigs,
waiting to be discovered.
But then Peter got the
opportunity for this trip,
and so we came.
The sunshine.
The water.
I just want us to be happy.
And I kept telling
myself that I was happy.
But I missed the sticky
floors and the drunk crowds
and the scattered applause,
and so I started trying
to convince myself
of a different dream.
Everyone says that there's no
greater joy than motherhood,
and maybe that's
what I was missing.
Just waiting, testing.
Waiting, feeling.
And with every dream
that gets ripped away,
so does a part of me.
There's so many pieces
that I feel like
a whole other woman
could be made out
of everything that I almost was.
I just spent so long,
like waiting for something
and it's just
that feeling of anticipation,
it's like it just never left me.
- A lot of women
experience extreme distress
when struggling to conceive.
We observe many ways...
(rising eerie music)
Eve?
- [Eve] Hmm?
(waves lapping)
- [Woman] Soul is crying out
in the wind for comfort,
trying to bring life again,
won't let go.
You willing to take the place?
(kettle whistling)
- [Peter] Hey, darling.
Hey.
Darling?
Hey, sweetheart?
There she is.
Just checkin' in on
you before I leave.
Do you need anything?
- [Eve] Mmm-mmm.
- Okay. Shhh.
Come on. Up we get.
Urrgh.
Oh, there she is.
Hoo.
(soft unsettling music)
- When do these kick in?
- Think they already
have, darling.
You've been sleep for
most of the weekend.
Think you needed it.
You're exhausted.
Oh, so Sal, a few
friends are heading down
to Calypso tonight
at seven o'clock.
I thought it might be nice
to get out of the house.
You know, a breath of
fresh air and all that?
Obviously if you're
not feeling up for it,
then absolutely fine.
Kettle's boiled.
Now I must warn you.
We have some new mugs.
Plain, bland, very unoffensive.
I gotta run.
- [Eve] Mmm.
- Oh, um.
So you're not surprised,
I've been working
on the nursery.
I gave it a fresh lick of paint.
Felt like there was too much
pressure on us, you know?
- Did you get carried away
and do the whole house?
- Yeah.
So.
Kettle's boiled. Gotta run.
Shit.
(soft unsettling music)
- So, 3,000 square feet.
Now we can do 4,500.
That's traditional.
- [Woman] Yeah.
- For a supporting unit.
Is that too big?
- [Woman] Everything's
beautiful.
- I love you.
It's all about the
dollar. It's awesome.
Who's the guy?
Who's the guy in suite 116?
- Uh, Mr. Johnson.
- Johnson, there you go.
(door clattering)
- Thank you for calling
Ranza Real Estate.
How can I help you?
- Hey!
Door's locked.
(soft ominous music)
(leaves rustling)
- Woo-hoo!
So this is-
- This is nice.
- Yeah, so this
is all brand-new.
- Oh my gosh.
- [Woman] And we're gonna
sell every unit here.
- [Woman] Oh my
god, it's beautiful.
I love it!
- [Woman] I know, but I miss
Paris so much sometimes.
- [Woman] Oh, yeah.
- [Woman] We're here! Hello!
- [Woman] Hi!
- [Woman] There she is!
- [Woman] Oh my god. Hi.
- [Woman] I'm good. How are you?
- [Woman] It's fine, yeah.
- [Woman] So, who else is
coming? The whole crew?
- [Woman] Yeah, pretty much.
- [Woman] Yeah.
(people talking indistinctly)
(upbeat tropical music)
- Let me see it. Let me see it.
There you go. There you go.
- I don't have it yet.
We're working on it.
We're working on it.
- You guys have
choreography for your-
- Yeah, and when we do it,
we're not sitting at
this table by the window.
- What's, what's
with the window?
- He's upset that we're
sitting here at an open window.
- Yeah. (speaking
in foreign language)
- Oh my god! You don't
even know what that means.
- I do! I swear that
it means punch the air.
- How's it going
down at Orchard?
You know, with the new hire?
- Babe, things are great.
Orchard is going better
than we expected.
- Oh, you're killing it.
- [Peter] Fantastic.
- You hired that girl?
- Uh.
- Somebody.
- Maybe after we fired
the last crazy gal?
- [Peter] Yeah, yeah.
- Oh, great.
I'm glad it's going so good.
I'm so sorry I could not be
of more service to you guys.
- Yeah, I mean, look.
You don't need to be doing
that grunt work anyway, right?
- [Peter] Exactly.
- Don't need anymore stress.
Just like health, happiness.
Focus on that.
Mind my body right.
Isn't that right?
- Yes.
- [Chelsea] Isn't that right?
- These are our focuses.
- Doesn't matter.
Doesn't work.
Whole thing. It's a bust.
Clock doesn't fucking tick.
- Hey.
- Babe, sweetheart, it's not...
- Should I go and talk to her?
- No, no, no, no, no.
It's just, it's just,
trust me. She's fine.
(water running)
(crowd cheering and applauding)
- Hello, everyone.
My beautiful friend
Tara requested a song,
so I'm gonna sing it to you.
It's an oldie, but a goodie.
Don't believe my eyes
They're the coldest eyes
But I'm not so cold
Let me put you wise
Keeping the
temperature so low
This is a work of art
For there's a
fire down below
Down below in my heart
Now that you're
getting my number
Know what I'm talkin' about
How long before
calling the number
Don't let the fire go out
I'll admit my face
is the quiet type
This can all be changed
when the time is right
Call out the
volunteer brigade
Call out the fire cart
For there's a
fire down below
Down below in my heart
- [Sal] Woo! Yes! Renata!
- [Chelsea] Woo-hoo!
- Thank you, guys.
Thank you.
- [Chelsea] You are amazing!
Hello!
- [Sal] Renata,
that was amazing!
- Mwah!
Oh, thank you.
- [Chelsea] Oh, so good!
- It's so good to see you.
- Voice!
- Ah, you're very kind.
- [Peter] Absolutely.
How are you?
- Good, how are you?
- That was, that was, that
was something else, yeah.
- You guys are too kind.
So you're going up next, no?
- No, we are not goin' up next!
- What the fuck does she want?
- Hey, babe.
- Eve, Jesus Christ.
- [Eve] You sneakin'
around our house?
The office, huh?
- Hey, hey, hey.
- [Eve] You want
something from my husband?
- Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
- No, this, this is
her! She's the one!
- We're gonna wrap
it up quietly.
- No, no, no, no.
- Hey, hey, hey.
- We're gonna deal
with this now!
You've been to our house!
- [Peter] Come on, come on.
- I think I should go.
- [Eve] Yeah.
- I'm so sorry.
This is really awkward.
- Hope you got the
reaction you wanted!
I'm fine and she's
having a conversation.
- [Peter] We're done.
- Stay the fuck away
from my husband!
- [Eve] Who is she?
- Just drink your water.
- Who is she?
- [Peter] Renata!
- Yeah!
- Renata, our friend
who works at the bar.
- Our friend?
- Eve, she's doing
some work for us.
She's part of the group.
- Part of the fuck?
Are you kidding me?
- [Peter] You like her.
- I don't like her!
I don't know her!
- [Peter] She came on
holiday with us last year.
- Holi?
- The three-day cruise.
- I've never fucking
been on holiday with her!
- No, you haven't!
You didn't go!
You pulled out last minute!
She took your place!
I remember because I
slept on the fucking couch
the whole tour!
- That's not true, Peter!
- [Peter] Don't.
- [Eve] It-
- Don't.
I've had enough.
Just-
- You've had enough?
I've fucking had enough!
Why are you lying to me?
(purse thuds)
(soft ominous music)
No.
This isn't, this isn't my life.
This isn't me.
This isn't my life.
Just no.
- You need to listen to me.
You're confused.
You don't know
what you're saying.
- Yeah.
I'm a fucking waste
to you. Admit it.
I don't know who I am, Peter.
I don't, I don't
know who we are.
I don't, I don't...
Fuck.
(Eve sighs)
- I know who you are.
I know exactly who you are.
You're my girl.
You're my wife.
You're my one and only.
You were the girl I married.
- No.
- [Peter] Yes.
- No, Peter.
No, the girl that you married
had rainbow-colored
hair and did mushrooms.
She stopped taking
photos because she wanted
to live in the moment,
that she made things.
She made art.
She worked at a shitty cafe
just so she could sing a song.
That is who I was.
My whole life, my
whole life, I was free.
I don't know who I am now.
- Hey.
- I don't know who I am anymore.
I don't even know if I'm
at the right fucking house.
- Okay, hey, hey.
Shh, shh.
Love, you're so
right. I'm so sorry.
I'm sorry you're
not feeling well.
But I promise you it's
gonna be all right.
Okay?
I promise.
I'll do whatever it takes.
My little honey bear. (laughs)
- [Eve] What? What
did you just call me?
What the fuck did
you just call me?
Your, your honey bear?
Is that what you
just fucking called?
Your honey bear?
- [Peter] Hey, I
don't wanna fight.
- Your honey bear?
That what you call her?
Is that your little
pet name for her, hmm?
- [Peter] Pet name for who?
- [Eve] Fuck you!
(footsteps echoing)
(engine starts)
(patrons chatting indistinctly)
- Bye.
- [Woman] Text us
when you get home.
- [Man] See ya!
- [Woman] Bye!
(engine rumbling)
(soft ominous music)
(tires screeching)
(soft ominous music)
- [Renata] Thanks
for the chat, Chels.
- [Chelsea] Have a good night.
- [Renata] Bye.
- [Chelsea] You too
Bye.
(soft ominous music)
(soft suspenseful music)
(footsteps echoing)
- [Renata] Eve.
- What are you doing here?
- I don't know what it is
that you're going through
right now, but this,
this aggressive shit,
this stalking, it
needs to stop now.
- You're the one who's
been following me
for a fucking week or a year-
- I've known Chelsea and
Sal and Peter for years.
And you know what?
I've never heard of you.
- I'm Peter's wife.
- The cruise.
Yeah.
You're the one
who couldn't come.
Ah, still after him after
all these years, huh?
Guess you should've
gone on the trip.
- I did go on the trip. I was-
- Look, we dated for
like two seconds, okay?
- What?
- It was just a fling.
- [Eve] What?
- All right?
I barely remember
it to be honest.
You would really
have to ask him.
You know,
- Stop.
- [Renata] I tried to
give you the benefit
of the doubt here.
- Stop.
- But really.
- Stop!
- Peter was right.
You are fuckin' crazy.
- What?
No, fuck you!
Stay the fuck out of my head.
(dark ominous music)
- You do not scare me, Eve.
I have worked you out.
Now, if you'll excuse me,
I'm gonna get on with
the rest of my life.
(dark ominous music)
(horn honking)
- Wait. What? What the?
That's my car! Hey!
That's my fucking car!
(tires screeching)
Hey!
What?
(tense dramatic music)
(bicycle clattering)
Peter!
(key clatters)
(Eve breathing shakily)
(Eve grunting)
Peter?
(Renata moaning)
(door creaks)
(Peter and Renata
groaning loudly)
Oh my God!
- [Renata] Oh my God, Peter!
Jesus Christ!
- You fucking lied! You lied!
- [Peter] For fuck's sake.
Hey, hey, hey.
What the fuck are you doing?
- Just getting my fucking
shit and I'm outta her.
- What is she doing?
Peter, stop her.
- You need to leave now or
we're calling the police.
Do you understand what
I'm saying to you?
- What did you fucking
do with all my shit?
- [Renata] This is crazy.
I'm calling the police.
- Eve, what is going on?
- What's going on Peter,
is that you locked me
out of my house and you're
fucking another woman.
- That woman is my wife and
we want you out of our house.
- Your wife?
- [Peter] Now!
- Your wife, Peter?
I'm your wife!
(soft dramatic music)
(Eve gasping)
- Let's just go outside, okay?
We'll talk outside.
(soft dramatic music)
Stay here.
(Eve crying and gasping)
- I don't understand.
- Well, understand this.
I don't want any of
what is happening.
I want to be left alone.
- Peter.
You said it takes time.
I just, I just I need time.
- Are you listening?
We barely know each other,
and you've just
broken into my house.
- Peter.
I'm your wife.
- We had one
fucking drink, okay?
We chatted a bit.
Christ, I wouldn't have
bothered if I'd known you'd...
How did you know where I live?
- Because I've lived here
with you for two years.
- This is the last
time I'll ever see you.
If not, I'll have you arrested.
- Peter, no!
Peter!
- [Peter] Leave!
- Peter!
Peter.
Peter. (sobbing)
(soft ominous music)
- Archie, go upstairs.
Good boy.
(phone ringing)
Would you like some water?
- He's not answering.
- Who?
- My husband.
He, he...
(soft ominous music)
No?
What?
What do I do? (crying)
- Hey.
It's okay.
Why don't you just go to sleep?
You can sleep here.
Go ahead.
Lie down.
Get you comfy.
All right, we'll just, we'll
figure it out in the morning.
(Chelsea sighs)
A good night's sleep
resets everything.
You'll find your way.
(waves crashing)
- [Woman] Walk
backwards in your hopes.
Let your body fall in.
In here, you mean?
Don't see nobody.
- Hey!
(people talking indistinctly)
(frantic drum music)
Hey!
Hey!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
- [Woman] Come, child.
It is time.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
- [Man] Settle on in.
Got a long journey ahead.
(boat engines rumbling)
(dark ominous music)
(dog barking)
Archie, stop.
Stop!
Who's there?
(baby crying)
Archie.
Is there somebody in our house?
- I don't know.
- [Sal] Go upstairs.
- It's okay, okay.
- [Sal] Lock the door.
- [Chelsea] Okay.
- I'll check outside.
(tense suspenseful music)
(waves crashing)
- [Renata] Once there
was a fisherman's wife.
She was in love,
she was pregnant,
and she was happy.
Her life was just
getting started.
One day at sea, a
horrible storm hit,
and she fell overboard,
and the fishermen
couldn't save her.
(woman singing in
foreign language)
The story goes that
after she died,
her soul was stuck
wandering the island,
searching for a way back,
searching for the life that
she so desperately wanted.
(woman singing in
foreign language)
And then one day she found it.
(people laughing)
(woman singing in
foreign language)
(kettle whistling)
(woman singing in
foreign language)
- Okay, just let that sit.
Really hope I didn't
dry the crust out.
- [Peter] It looks
perfect, babe.
- Mmm, I feel like
you're biased.
- [Peter] Ooh, maybe a bit.
- Sal asked me to
reconsider his offer.
- Oh, really?
- Well, it seems so
picturesque, don't you think?
Little bakery on the island.
- Yeah, I just don't know
how you're gonna have
the time, babe, that's all.
- Well, a lot of
mothers work, honey.
It's the era that we live in.
- I know, I know.
- [Eve] It's just a thought.
- I wanna do whatever
makes you happy.
- Well, we'll talk
about it later.
- [Peter] Okay.
- 'Cause tonight
is a celebration
for me and my luggage here.
- [Peter] Yeah.
(Eve laughs)
- Oh!
- What? What? What?
- Right there. Do you feel it?
- (laughs) Yeah, yeah.
Wait a minute.
Does it feel like a
human or a little alien?
- It is not an alien.
- Oh, we're having an alien!
- It's not an alien.
It is a beautiful,
beautiful, healthy baby girl
whose mama wants her out.
(woman singing in
foreign language)
(bright tropical music)
(woman singing in
foreign language)
(bright tropical music)
(soft ominous music)
Am I alive?
- [Sal] No.
- Am I famous?
- [Sal] You are.
- Okay. Um.
Am I male?
- Uh-uh.
Uh-uh.
- [Woman] He loves your cooking!
- Oh God, am I a
chef or something?
(Sal laughs)
You!
Okay, um, was there a
movie made about me?
- There was.
- [Peter] Oh, right.
- [Chelsea] Oh, oh.
- Am I Julia Child?
- [Sal] Yeah.
- Yes!
- You're Julia Child.
There you go!
(bright reggae music)
(group talking excitedly)
- Come on, come on!
(bright reggae music)
(group talking excitedly)
- When you get up
there I'll get you
(bright reggae music)
(group talking excitedly)
(Peter laughs)
(bright reggae music)
(group talking excitedly)
- [Woman] Bye, Renata!
- [Renata] Thank you, thank you.
Do it again sometime.
- [Sal] Yes, let's
definitely do it again.
- See ya, Peter.
- [Sal] oodnight, Peter.
- [Renata] Oh, he's just
salty that he didn't win.
- [Sal] It's okay. Next time.
All right, Julia Child.
- That means she
won. You didn't win.
- No, it was great. It was good.
- There's a kid shop that I
really wanna go to tomorrow,
and Chelsea was going
on and on about it.
- You gotta stop doing that.
- [Renata] Doing?
- Just being so...
With Sal.
- Be so what with Sal?
(Peter sighs)
- Whatever. It doesn't matter.
- No, don't do that. Talk to me.
- You were flirting with
him, right in front of me.
- [Renata] Flirting?
- I'm not saying
don't have fun, babe,
but he's my boss, right?
We can't afford to fuck it up.
Just next time maybe don't
wear such a low-cut dress.
- You love this dress, Peter.
Yeah, well, wear
it for me, not him.
- Okay, where is
this coming from?
Everything that I do is to
make sure that things run smoo-
- Everything you do?
Everything you do.
Right, 'cause I'm out there
playing fucking tiddlywinks
all day with Sal, huh?
All this shit just
magically appears.
Sorry, but your bakery idea,
that's just not happening.
- My idea?
- Your idea, Sal's
idea, whatever.
Feels like you should
fucking earn it.
- [Renata] Peter, stop.
- Yeah, well, maybe if we
didn't rush into having kids
then we'd have time
for that shit, but,
it's not in the stars, babe.
No chance.
(soft ominous music)
(soft introspective music)
(Renata crying softly)
(woman wailing)
- Hello?
(soft suspenseful music)
(woman wailing)
Hello?
(dark ominous music)
Peter!
(dark ominous music)
- All right, where? Where?
(baby crying)
- [Renata] Shh.
- Hey!
(baby crying)
There's no one there.
Hello?
- Shh, shh, shh, shh.
(baby crying)
It's okay.
- [Peter] Hey,
there's no one there.
There's no one there. Your okay.
I know, I know, shh.
It's just some vagrant
on the beach, all right?
Here, she okay?
- [Renata] Yeah.
- [Peter] Okay.
(baby crying)
(soft tropical music)
(soft ominous music)
(phone ringing)
- [Renata] I'm not making it up.
- I'm not saying
you're making it up.
I'm saying that you
haven't been sleeping well,
you're stressed.
- You're not listening to me.
Okay?
She was outside of our house,
and then she
followed me to work,
and now I'm finding
things inside of our home
that don't belong to us.
I mean, what is this?
- It's a windmill.
- [Renata] Yeah, but
where did it come from?
- From our honeymoon.
- No, it didn't come
from our honeymoon.
Our honeymoon was here.
Does this look like it
came from an island?
- Our honeymoon
was in Amsterdam.
- No, it wasn't.
I've never been to Amsterdam.
- You've never
been to Amsterdam?
- We have ne-
- You've.
Okay, all right. Come, come.
Look. Who's this?
Who's that? Where are we?
(soft eerie music)
(Peter sighs)
(waves crashing softly)
(soft eerie music)
- [Renata] Forgetting things?
That's a way to put it.
The pressure of the baby,
keeping the home together,
finding my purpose.
Always needing to be
or to look happy.
That's the key.
The defining factor, right?
I gave him everything.
But here I am.
Ready to be pumped full of
prescribed distractions,
just to keep the balance.
(dark ominous music)
(water splashing)
(knuckles rapping)
- Hey, hey.
How's my little duckling?
- Your what?
- Sal and I are gonna
go grab a quick drink.
That's all right?
Love you.
(upbeat tropical music)
(crowd murmuring indistinctly)
(crowd applauding)
Can we stop going
through the same charade
every time.
Thank you. Finally a drink.
- Good day.
- Cheers, mate.
- Cheers.
- Ah, lovely.
(soft introspective music)
Ah, how was your night?
- [Renata] It was good.
- What's up, babe? Talk to me.
You haven't said
a thing all night.
- [Renata] Just
tell me who she is.
(Peter laughs)
- Sorry?
Who? Who? Who's who?
- [Renata] Who is she?
- Who is she?
- Do you think that
someone could just start
showing up and that it
wouldn't raise an issue?
- [Peter] An issue?
- Like I wouldn't notice?
- Darling, hey, an issue.
Yes, it would be an issue.
It would be an issue if
it actually happened.
It didn't happen, did it?
- It did happen.
- You know what?
- If this is what you want,
you want some kind of free
life without the burden
of a child-
- Don't, don't.
- Or a crazy fuckin' wife.
- I don't wanna hear
this shit again.
- Just tell me that, but
right now it seems like
you're trying to make
me lose my fucking mind.
(Peter laughs)
- Lose your mind, yeah.
Well, it seems you're pretty,
you're pretty capable of
doing that by yourself.
- Oh, that's nice.
(baby crying)
We're just gonna let her cry?
- Yeah, we're gonna let her cry.
Who?
Who exactly are
we gonna let cry?
- Our baby.
- Our baby?
(soft ominous music)
- Where's my baby?
Where's my baby!
(dark ominous music)
(Renata sobbing)
Where is my baby?
(dark ominous music)
(Renata sobbing)
(crowd talking indistinctly)
- You ever had a crack
in the windshield?
It starts off as this
tiny, little chip.
The next day it's
doubled in size.
Day after that
it's a spider web.
Before you know it,
the whole fucking thing
comes crashing down on you.
(Peter sighs)
I didn't want this.
I was just trying to help.
I was just trying
to make the best
of a shitty situation.
Trying to make a
full life, you know?
I'm so fucking tired.
And exhausted.
I thought we could
make the most of it.
I thought we were gonna
have a life, and then...
Yeah.
Bottom feeder.
(crowd talking indistinctly)
I thought that's
what you wanted.
- Me, too.
(crowd talking indistinctly)
- [Peter] Eve!
Eve, come on!
I was...
I wasn't being serious.
I didn't mean...
Fuck.
(Peter sighs)
(soft ominous music)
(engine starts)
(tense dramatic music)
(tires screeching)
- Eve!
(tense dramatic music)
Eve!
(tense dramatic music)
Where is my child, Eve?
- There is no child.
There never was.
- I'm not letting you do this.
I'm not letting you
take this from me.
I gave him everything.
- But it didn't work.
The baby, the perfect
home, the perfect life.
It didn't fix anything.
- [Renata] I just
want my family back!
- It's not your family!
It's not your life.
I'm done with this.
- I know it's hard.
Always trying to make sure
that everyone else is happy.
Never really happy yourself.
It's not there.
You're working for
everyone else's approval.
You're trying to fill this void.
It's not your fault that
you couldn't get pregnant.
But you can't do
this without me, Eve.
You need me.
This is the only
way that this works!
(Renata screams)
(Eve gasps)
(knife slicing)
(Eve screams)
(tense dramatic music)
(Renata screams)
(Eve screams)
(water splashes)
(Eve gasps)
(soft ominous music)
(water splashes)
(both grunting)
(Renata vomits)
(Eve screams)
(both grunting)
(knife plunges)
(both gasping)
(dark ominous music)
(waves lapping)
- [Woman] The sea giveth.
But, Lord, it taketh away.
Souls desperately trying
to claw their way
back to shore.
Them babies just want
another chance to love,
to hold,
to be.
Come, child.
It is time.
(soft tropical music)
- [Eve] Someone
told me a story once
about a woman who was restless.
At some point in her life,
some impossible to
pin down moment,
she picked the wrong track.
She veered off
course from herself.
And for a long, long time
she thought that she
had made her bed.
That was it.
Some folks say they
still see her sometimes,
wandering,
waiting,
trying to find her way back,
to live the life
she always wanted.
(knuckles rapping)
- [Man] You're up.
- My man.
- Hey, make that another.
- Oh, having a good
time, as always?
- Yeah.
(Peter sighs)
- [Sal] Yes, we're
open at Orchard.
You're with us now.
(crowd applauding)
- [Announcer] We have
a very special guest
coming your way right now.
(crowd applauding)
Let's all give a
warm welcome back
to lowland's
favorite lady in red.
- [Eve] She thought that
she had made her bed.
She was stuck in
her little world.
She was numb.
She was hurting.
And she thought that
she had no options.
No choice.
But she was wrong.
(Eve inhales)
Don't believe my eyes
They're the coldest eyes
But I'm not so cold
Let me put you wise
Keeping the
temperature so low
This is a work of art
There is a fire down below
Down below
My heart
And those crazy lips
Are such crazy lips
They can pout to life
Should we come to grips
If you have anything in mind
Warn you before you start
There is a fire down below
Down below in my heart
Now that you're getting
my number
You know what
I'm talking about
Pile on the coal
and the lumber
Don't let the fire go out
I'll admit my face
is the quiet type
It can all be changed
When the time is right
Call on
the volunteer brigade
Call on the fire cart
There is a fire down below
Down below in my heart
Now that you're getting
my number
You know what
I'm talking about
Pile on the coal
and the lumber
Don't let the fire go out
Now that you're getting
my number
You know what
I'm talking about
Pile on the coal
and the lumber
Don't let the fire go out
I'll admit my face
is the quiet type
It can all be changed
When the time is right
Call on
the volunteer brigade
Call on the fire cart
There is a fire down below
Down below, down below
Down below in my heart