It's election time again,
so can I count on your support for school trustee?
I've been thinking of running against you.
Rea lly?
We can't afford a campaign.
We would like to buy your business.
There's only one way to launder money.
You guys need a front.
With bubbles, the sky would be the limit.
Perfect.
Who's Sarah?
How do you know that name?
I know that name because you were dreaming,
and you said it.
Cosima, the book.
I think Rachel knows the code.
I want you to tell me what you know about castor.
R... r... rumors.
No, no, no.
Sarah: Yes, there was a deal made for you,
but I didn't make it.
Mrs. 5 did.
I'm not leaving without you.
It was never Beth I loved.
-Run! —(Explosion)
You came back.
H Elena: Come, sestra.
(Spanish music playing)
(Men conversing in Spanish)
Helena: Eat my shit!
(Laughing ecstatically)
(Man cursing in Spanish)
- Look what I found, sestra. - —(Coins cla'i'i'ering)
Now we eat and drink.
(Helena speaking Spanish)
How do you say "food"?
Food.
Paul...
Paul was a good man in the end.
I don't wanna talk about it.
Where is Benjamin? He's never late.
This Benjamin belongs to s.
No, no.
Look, he's one of our friends, okay?
And s's people are the ones
who are bringing papers, so you be thankful.
I will kill s for betraying me.
You are pregnant, miam/ga.
You tell her that I have baby?
(Car door closes)
Hello, Helena.
Helena!
(Th eme music playing)
Mrs. S: It was me.
I made the decision to give you up,
so I could get Kira and Sarah out of dyad.
Helena: You sold me. I will kill you.
We have to talk this out, Helena,
it's the only way.
The only way out for you is...
(Mimics gagging)
Woman: Ah! Not in my cant/ha.
First I eat,
then we fight.
(Sighs)
They are best left alone.
What do you know about it?
I know women.
Your sister is very wounded.
In my room there is a shower.
Go wash off where you have been.
Where you are going will be better.
Thank you.
Alison: "Adjusting the district boundaries
"to exclude Bailey downs
"is not the family-first option.
"As school trustee candidate and a mother of two,
"I am...
I am...
I am missing a card.
Missing a card.
110 over 90. That's really good.
Which is a miracle, given the state you're in.
Uh, wait, wait, wait.
I'm never going to get this straight.
Here, open up.
- Oh, Donnie, do we... - —(Thermometer beeps)
Have to do this
self-monitoring thing right now?
Let's just keep dyad on our side, okay?
Okay. We need to get these signatures in by 2:00 pm.
Candidates' mixer starts at 3:00.
We need to go to bubbles
and get my mother to sign over the store.
And you and jage need to go to Mr. Pozinho with the money.
- Not "jage". Jason. - —(Thermometer beeps)
Temp's good. How's your menstrual flow?
Alison: Donnie.
You and Jason need to take the money to Mr. Pozinho's.
Yes, 30k. I'm on it.
I do the deal for the pills,
we close bubbles with your mother,
and then we finally have a legitimate front.
- Hendrix's, next level. Right? - God willing.
Hey, come on. Don't leave me hanging, baby.
- Next level. - Does my hair look terrible?
My mother is going to notice if I didn't get it trimmed.
(In hales sharply)
And, my menstrual flow is normal.
Oh. Thank you.
Alison: I hope she's in a good mood.
You know how she can get.
Donnie: Just don't let her get under your skin, honey.
Hello!
- Customers. - Donnie: Best ones ever.
We'll take the whole darn place.
(Gasps) Just a smidge late.
- Hi, Connie. - Donnie.
- You came too. - Donnie: Mmm-hmm.
Donnie: Hmm. Connie: Yikes!
- Oh, I'm having it trimmed this week. - —ah.
Donnie: This is quite a display, Connie.
Connie: Oh, that's my new male line, minty gleam.
Don nie: Yeah. Yeah, we know.
We're gonna musk up the recipe a little bit.
You know, for the young customers.
The body spray set.
Maybe, or, um, maybe not.
We'll discuss it with you, of course.
This is the paperwork.
Are you sure you can handle the down payment?
I mean, Mr. Chubbs here just lost hisjob.
Alison: Yeah... oh, yes.
We're a bit tight, but, yeah, we're fine.
I just wouldn't want my grandchildren
feeling the pinch.
No, no, no. No pinching, not on my watch.
Alison: Retiring to Florida, mom.
- Oh, the sunshine state. - Alison: Mmm-hmm.
Well, lawyers make more mistakes
than you and Mr. Chubbs put together.
I need to read this.
(In hales sharply)
Okay, that's fine.
(Clears throat) That's fine.
I will be at the candidates' mixer all afternoon.
You're still going through with that?
Alison: Yes.
You're voting for Marci coates?
Well, I voted for her last year.
She just asked me to put it up.
Easy, babe. Big day.
- Okay? - Okay.
We'll be back for that.
(Shay imitating engine revving)
I claim this belly...
- Mmm-hmm. - In the name of Spain.
Cosima: Mmm.
You love your bug, don't you?
Oh, yeah. And you love borrowing it.
Cosima: Mmm-hmm.
Everybody wins.
(Cosima ch uckles) —(Knock on door)
(Shay groans)
- Cosima: Why do you have to go? - —(Sighs) Why?
Cosima: No.
(Ch uckles)
Hi, I am looking for cosima.
Delphine.
Hello, shay.
Cosima, could you come out here for a minute?
You know, whatever this is,
it's not cool.
You know what? I don't really care.
What are you doing here?
- I'll leave you two alone. - Yeah.
Excuse me. Are you stalking me now?
You know, I can find you when it's important.
Cosima: You should have called me.
Delphine: You wouldn't have answered.
And then you wouldn't have had a chance
to check her out.
(Sighs)
Cosima: What do you want?
Delphine: I've been testing the leda subjects
for the misfolded protein
that you share with the castor boys.
- —Uh—huh. - And your numbers...
Your numbers are worrying.
Let me and Scott worry about my numbers.
Scott is worried, and so am I.
We need another urinalysis.
Cosima: You want me to pee in that now?
Are you serious?
Don't fight me. You know this is important.
I'll see you at work.
Delphine: Good. Cosima: Don't come here again.
(Cell phone ringing)
Hello.
Scott, I need you to cover for me.
What do you mean ”co ver for you ”?
Old school I'm-gonna-be-late-for-class cover for me.
Cosima, we need that urinalysis.
- I'm getting it to you, okay? - 0kay.
Scott: What about the book?
Don't... don't show delphine the book.
I mean, Rachel and the book.
Right. Sorry.
Uh, Rachel painted those symbols.
Can she decode the book?
Scott: I don't know.
Maybe you can find that out from her.
No, Felix humiliated her. Plus, she scares me.
Okay, fine.
Just cover for me and I'll deal with it later.
Donnie: Honey, where do you want this?
- —What? Oh! - Where do you want this?
Don't. No, you always tip it...
- I didn't tip it. - And then the cream sways
- and the nanaimo bars are... - Okay, okay. Yeah.
- —(Tires screeching) - Alison: Jason's here.
- Do you have the money? - Yeah.
Honey, I'm fine, okay?
St. Thomas high.
Been a while since we hung out in this lot, huh, Ali?
Uh, you hung out in the lot, I was in the library.
Not all the time.
Okay, peeps, let's get moving.
Aight.
Did your mother sign over bubbles?
Not yet. There's been a bit of a hiccup.
We need that store front in order to move all this product.
We'll have it to you by tonight. Signed.
Don nie: Good luck.
- You're going to be great. - Alison: Okay.
I'll take care of him.
Thank you.
- Alison: Hi, Sarah. - Hi, Alison.
- Big day. - Did you get your signatures?
Ye... yes.
All that campaigning would be for naught if you didn't.
I'll put them on your station as soon as I've settled, okay?
Sarah: Okay.
-Hello.
Felix: All right, schedule for this ludicrous event.
Photo op, candidates' mixer, speeches.
- Put on this t-shirt. - Alison: Mmm-hmm.
- And, take that hat. - Thank you.
Oops.
Thank you for your help today, Felix.
No, I kind of need a distraction
while Siobhan ferries Sarah back from hotel castor.
- (Cell phone chimes) - That.
-Yea h, that. —oh!
- —What? - (Whispers) Cosima needs my pee.
What do you mean "she needs your pee"? What for?
I don't know. Science?
I don't know.
If she wants it, she can come get it.
Alison, your booth is wonderful.
It's like you're selling bubble gum.
Alison: (Chuckles nervously) Oh.
Felix Dawkins, campaign manager.
That's an interesting choice.
May not work for our conservative voters.
Oh, was that an intolerant remark?
Your mother, for instance, is very conservative,
and she is supporting me.
(Both ch uckle)
Felix: We're going to dismantle that bitch.
Would you like some soap? Vote for Alison.
(Cell phone ringing)
Alison Hendrix's phone.
Felix, campaign manager, speaking.
Christ on a cross, where is Alison?
Felix: To whom am I speaking with?
Her mother!
Tell her my heart is exploding.
Oh, my god!
Okay. Yeah, hang on. Uh...
Hey, excuse us.
Your mother is having a heart attack.
A real one?
I don't know. What? Why?
- Hello, mother. - Hurry, Alison. I'm dying.
Mother, I'll be right there.
What do you mean, "you'll be right there"?
- You're leaving? - Oh, she does this all the time, Felix.
- Alison. - Trust me.
So, you take these to Sarah stubbs.
Forms and signatures, please.
Okay. Can you hurry back, please?
Because the doors open to constituents in an hour.
Work the room. Okay?
- —(Sighs) - Thank you!
Don't let this place fool you.
Mr. Pozinho is the only supplier you'll ever need.
I mean, before the crackdown on mail-order scripts,
he filled an entire warehouse with Indian pharmaceuticals.
And he knows who I am, right? Everything is copacetic?
Donnie, when we're in there,
don't use words like "copacetic".
Yeah, yeah. No, no, I wasn't gonna.
Yeah, I should have brought Alison.
Yeah, you've made your preference clear.
Look, man, are we having a problem here?
Not unless you come between me and my family.
Consider your territory pissed on.
All right.
Come on.
Let's do this.
(Door buzzes)
Hey, pouchy.
This is the man I was telling you about.
It's nice to meet you, senhor pozinho.
(Speaking Portuguese)
Donnie: Uh...
(Both speaking Portuguese)
My grandfather retired in the algarve, so...
You'll see it's just as we agreed.
Right back at you.
Donald, what is that?
Shit.
(Stu'i'i'ering) My wife is running for, uh,
school trustee.
(Speaking broken Portuguese)
(Correcting in Portuguese)
(Speaking Portuguese)
Um, I happened to grab the wrong envelope.
That... that's my bad.
So you just hang tight, and, uh, I will be right back.
Yeah, yeah, no bad intentions, pouchy.
He'll get you the money.
(Stammers)
- You go. - Me?
(Speaking Portuguese)
Uh, yeah. Sure.
Yeah, my wife has it, so...
Yeah, I'll go.
Mrs. S: Helena, I am so sorry I betrayed you.
I... I know I caused you a lot of suffering.
Please, say something.
Now, we fight.
I'm not gonna fight you, Helena.
You're pregnant.
Why is everyone so worried about my baby?
Why don't you tell me how you plan to raise this child?
I will find my boyfriend.
I didn't know you had a boyfriend.
He is named Jesse.
Together, we will drive tow trucks
and make a home for our babies.
Well, he sounds like an honest man.
Outside.
Hit me.
You can't have Sarah
without the rest of her family, I'm afraid.
(Gasps)
Hit me.
(Mrs. S breathing heavily)
Join us, Helena, you're kin.
Shit! I hit you.
- Sorry. I'm sorry. - —(Helena struggling)
I am so sorry for what I did.
Helena: I hate you! I hate you!
I'm so sorry.
Please, forgive me.
I've got you.
Helena, it's okay.
You're with family now.
(Door opening)
Mother. (Sighs)
- What is it? - Oh, god.
It was terrifying.
I was dizzy, I had tunnel vision,
but I'm... I'm feeling much better now.
- Okay. - Mmm-hmm.
It's not a stroke, then?
There is some lemon water in my bag.
Can you get it for me, please?
(Connie inhales sharply)
Mom, I'm making my campaign speech in an hour.
I don't have time for this.
I thought with your issues you'd be more sympathetic
to a panic attack.
What is it? What's on your mind?
Out with it, please.
Well, you're not going to like it.
I can't sell you the store.
What?
Here you go, darling. Thank you.
Candidates photo op.
Time for photos, everybody.
Shit.
- —(Mouthing) - Five more minutes.
Will do. Okay.
Jesus Christ, Alison, where are you?
Alison: Mother, we had an agreement.
Well, no, we had a framework.
But, I just... I can't.
- —(Cell phone chimes) - I started this store from scratch
when I left your father.
- I need this store. - —(Cell phone chimes)
- I need it. - Why all of a sudden? Why?
It's never been more than a convenient part-time job for you.
Donnie and I worked very hard on that bid.
Oh, yes, I'm sure Mr. Chubbs worked his tail off.
Don't call him that!
Well, that's his name, isn't it?
Donald Francis chubbs.
Oh, I lost all respect for that man when he took your name.
You insisted he take my name.
Yes, and he did.
And now, he is listed as co-owner.
I'm not gonna let you make this about Donnie.
Nobody is good enough.
- Not dad! - Don't you say that.
And certainly not me.
Dramatic Alison who doesn't choose her husband correctly.
She'll never be on the stage!
Oh, Ali.
And I'm certainly never gonna be school trustee, am I?
(Cell phone chimes)
You know what? I'm gonna win this election.
And I'm recycling this.
Cosima: Uh, Felix, Alison's not picking up her phone,
and I really need her pee. I'm at the back entrance.
Hey, Alison, I'm at the back door.
Meet me at the south entrance.
- Alison. - Um...
Where are you going?
- Nowhere. - Well, let's go.
You're late for the photo op.
- I really want you to win. - Okay.
Alison is absolutely pro-family.
She's got a pro-family dynamic.
So take this and support...
Sorry.
Excuse me, I'm gonna have to steal her away, darling.
We're two minutes to camera ready, okay?
Cosima: I need pee.
Felix: Yeah, well, Alison's not here
and we're having a bloody crisis.
Get inside before anybody else sees you.
Okay. Don't push me.
Put this on.
- Put it on! - Well, I'm not... no. What?
Hide your dreads under this god-awful hat.
I'm not... no.
Felix, I'm not posing as Alison for photos.
- Yes, you are. - I'm not. No.
I'm not doing that.
I'm not. I just need her pee, that's it.
Felix: Yeah, what's this for anyways?
And don't say drug testing
because you're not a bloody shot putter.
-No, it's not. No. —sit.
Okay.
Delphine's on this, like, power trip.
She won't leave me alone.
- —(Sighs) - I don't trust her.
It's like planet dyad shit.
Well, now you're on planet Alison.
So, if you want her piss,
then you're gonna have to play along.
Okay.
Thank god. Now, you need bangs.
Bangs that say "unhappy, sexless marriage."
That's them. Okay.
Well, doesn't that look nice?
(Cell phone beeps)
Okay.
Instead of mending this fence,
I'm going to take this Clay oven.
Look at this guy, he's going to starve our kids.
I need the lab.
It's Rachel's turn for protein testing.
Blood, urinalysis.
Hello, Scott.
(Monitor beeping)
Agricola.
What?
- What is it? - Scott: Uh, board game.
Medievalfarm building.
Teach.
Medieval farm building?
I'm so...
Bored.
Delphine: Well...
You want to?
Sure. I mean, yeah.
Maybe start without the expansions.
Cosima: Sorry, dude.
Felix, I can't see anything.
Felix: Oh, Jesus Christ. You need to relax, okay?
I know Alison's got a cactus up her arse,
but you're over clinching.
I can't see anything, Felix.
Well, that's fine. It's just stills.
Sarah stubbs.
- Hi, Sarah stubbs. - Heuo!
Hi, Alison Hendrix.
Felix: Okay, everybody, here's Alison Hendrix.
She's here.
Line up for a picture with your future school trustee.
Who's up first, hmm? How about you?
Come embrace Alison, and throw your arms around her.
Fudge!
Felix: Treat her like the mother you never had
or always wanted, or something like that.
All right. I know, big smiles. Bigger, okay?
We want to see those teeth gleam in the lens.
It's gonna be brilliant, it's gonna be fantastic.
Alison, we got a problem.
What?
Your husband gave these to pouchy instead of the money.
No, no, no, no, no.
He gave them the wrong envelope?
Yeah. You know, seriously,
maybe you shouldn't mix business and marriage.
Alison: Oh, god.
The money's up there.
Okay, okay. Know what? Go, go, go, go.
Where is Donnie? Is he in danger?
Short answer, yeah.
I'm gonna switch these envelopes,
you go wait outside.
Felix: I think we can get the smiles even bigger than that.
I think that we can just drive those cheeks up
until it hurts, just a bit.
(Whispering) Felix, Felix, come on, man.
Freaking hell. What?
Holy freaking Christmas cake.
Alison: Mother, hi! What are you doing here?
I need to tell you something very important.
(Stu'i'i'ers) I...
Well, okay, come. This way.
You wait here, and I'll be right back.
No, no, no, no, no, no.
- This cannot wait. - What is it?
Now, wasn't this your home ec class?
It's family sciences now, but yes.
Oh, you know what? The last time I was in here,
you were in tears because you only got 82 in cooking.
Mom, talk!
(Sighs)
You said I didn't think your father was good enough.
And it's time for you to know the truth.
He wasn't.
I mean, you know we had to conceive you in vitro
because of his low motility.
I can't listen to this right now.
I wanted better stock for my child,
so I engaged the clinic to provide an upgrade.
A competitive swimmer, Jewish, blonde, oddly.
Wait. Dad...
Well, why tell him?
I mean, my point is,
if I seem disappointed in your life choices,
it's only because I tried to give you
every opportunity from day one.
You need to wait here.
(Whispering) Hey, hey. Did you get the money?
No, he's getting it. I've been ambushed.
Would you...
Would you entertain my mother for a second?
- Just keep her away from the mixer. - All right.
Okay, guys, it looks like Mrs. Hendrix is all done.
Thank you very much. Full schedule.
She's in Mrs. Green's room, okay?
Thank you.
You owe me.
You owe me Alison pee.
(Exhales deeply) Okay, okay, okay.
Well, um, we'll hide you in the loo,
and then I'll bring Alison in afterwards
when the time's right, yeah?
- Okay. - Okay. Let's go.
Scott: Okay, you are a medieval farmer.
Each turn, you get two choices to build your farm,
one for you and one for your spouse.
You can build fences, plant crops, have children.
Not seriously.
Oh, yes. This is how we do it, Rachel.
Anyone comes in, we're farm-building.
Now, there are 14 game rounds and six stages,
with a harvest at the end of each stage.
Felix: Oh, my god. Okay.
Look, you're safe. Um, cosima's in the bathroom,
but she really needs your piss.
- Okay. - Okay. Well, these...
These are my campaign signatures.
We accidentally gave Sarah stubbs
an envelope with 30,000 cash in it.
What?
Alison, what is going on?
You know what? I quit. This is ridiculous.
Alison: No, no, no, no. Felix, Felix.
Okay, okay.
(Whispering) We're drug dealers.
Donnie and I are dealing pills.
And we mixed up the envelopes
and now he's being held captive by some man called pouchy.
Pouchy?
Pouchy, as in the crime lord that cut off Vic's finger?
Maybe.
There are not two pouchys, darling.
(Speaking Portuguese)
I'm confident that we will get past this,
and we will make a lot of money together.
Am I right?
So, tune-ups and oil changes, too, or...
(Stutters) I just got a new car
and if you go to the dealer for...
My uncle worries you are not taking us seriously.
No, he'll get the money. He will!
He'll get it!
I'm going there myself.
If I don't have the money in 30 minutes,
you lose your nose.
(Don nie grunts)
Felix: Do you know what? I've got a friend here who's a casting director,
and I really think you two should meet.
- Let's go find him. - Really? Okay.
(Ch uckles)
Vote for Alison.
- Marci: Alison? - Yes.
We're you slipping something in under the wire?
(Stuttering) No, what kind of accusation is that?
Well, maybe you don't have enough signatures.
I have plenty of signatures.
Woman: Marci, do you want to do your sound check?
It's almost time for speeches.
How are you at public speaking now?
Because I heard that you, uh, choked
on your valedictorian.
I had the flu.
(Gasps) Ah.
Pa, pa, pa, pa. (Gasps)
- Here you are. - Whoa!
God, we were so in love.
Connie: High-school sweethearts.
So, I hear there's a hiccup in the sale of bubbles.
Oh, the offerjust wasn't up to snuff.
Well, I mean, it can't be easy handing it over
after everything you've done to it.
No, it's not.
Not with Mr. Chubbs on the title
- to fritter it all away. - Yeah, you mean Donnie?
Yeah, it's a head-scratcher, I'm not gonna lie.
Now, listen, Connie.
You're her mother.
I mean, you don't see the same Alison that I see.
I see a beautiful, ambitious, classy young woman
- with a head for business. - Hmm.
I see someone a lot like you.
Mr. Kellerman, you charmer.
I mean, let's be serious,
we both know who's gonna wear the pants
at the new bubbles.
I mean, I think your legacy is safe.
Well, I am so glad you stayed in touch all this time.
(Cell phone ringing)
- Hello, Donnie, are you all right? - —donnie: Uh...
Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. Jason'sjust a little late, so...
Mr. Pozinho's gonna need you
to meet his niece in the parking lot, okay?
Oh, my god!
Just... just get to the parking lot, please, all'.
All right, everyone! To the cafe-torium,
we're about to start the speeches.
Hi, I'm Alison Hendrix.
This is for my husband, so you return him.
Get in.
Uh, I have a speech to make.
Get in, now!
The most viable,
fiscally responsible option for our growing community
is to adjust district boundaries.
And if a lison Hendrix were actually here...
- Bloody hell! - I would challenge her
to argue that very point.
Felix: Cosima! Cosima!
- Cosima! - Yu p.
- Hey! Hey, hey, I need you, okay? - Where's Alison?
She's not here, but I need you to take these.
I need you to memorize them as fast as you can.
I can't... (Stammers) You, you have my glasses.
It doesn't matter, you can improvise.
Hey, I don't know the first thing about school trustee stuff.
(Counting in Portuguese)
I don't have the time to go through all the way to 30.
(Counting in Portuguese)
Next we have Alison Hendrix.
A lison?
(All mu rmu ring)
(Continues counting)
Alison Hendrix!
I guess she's not here...
Oh! Yeah, I'm here!
Ooh! Okay, our final candidate!
Alison Hendrix,
a very active Bailey downs community member.
No! No, no, no! Big guy, big guy, don't!
Por favor, not my nose!
(Screaming in Portuguese) —(Cell phone ringing)
(Speaking Portuguese)
Donnie: Oh, my god!
Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!
Thank you. Thank you. Thanks.
May I use your restroom?
I've been hearing a lot of people talk today about, um, family values,
and in my opinion,
uh, the most important family value
is, um, accepting your family for who they are.
(Coughs)
No, no, no!
But that doesn't mean coloring inside the lines,
because kids don't do that, that's their gift.
And as a lesbian...
(Hushed murmurs) —(Groans)
Uh, supporter, and an lgbto...
Oh, my god! Thank god you're here.
I... I can't color inside the lines.
I had my speech so ready!
I know, I know.
(Coughing) Excuse me.
So sorry.
(Whispering) Come on! Come on, get off!
Sorry, I'm just gonna grab a cup of water.
(Coughing) God. It's a shit show.
- Are you okay? - Mmm-hmm.
I'll meet you in the bathroom, okay?
Sorry, that was terrible.
Good luck.
(Coughing)
Sorry, parents. (Ch uckles)
Something Marci coates said just got stuck in my throat.
(Scattered laughter)
Jason: Hey! There you are!
I think I just sweet-talked your mom into a sale.
Uh, that's good.
I think I talked myself into something sweet, too.
-What's that? —this, Ali.
(Cosima grunting)
I need to pee.
Adjusting the catchment area of Bailey downs is not the family-first option.
As school trustee and a mother of two,
I would not make boundaries my agenda.
Instead, I would...
I would...
(Hushed murmuring)
Family, that's my agenda.
- Hey. Thank you. - —(Answers in Spanish)
Oh, shit!
-What happened? —(Chuckles)
Negotiations.
Helena's outside walking them off.
Looks like I'm gonna be a granny to her baby.
You sure about that?
Sometimes family is more than just the people under your roof.
Um, they're people who jump in head-first,
who aren't afraid to make fools
of themselves to help you,
who don't hide their faces in shame
if you fall down.
Paul's gone.
I had these dreams
about Beth.
If your family is suddenly bigger than you expected,
and your house gets too crowded,
do you tell your family that they need to find a different place to live?
Art was trying to find you and then Gracie showed up at his door.
Oh, she's, uh, she's living with us by the way.
What?
You make room, you adapt,
you find creative solutions to keep people together.
We both have long stories to tell, huh?
Long trip home to tell them.
Sarah: (Sighs) I'm so tired, mum.
Mrs. S: I know, love.
Our schools are our family.
And as school trustee, I will not divide us.
Bailey downs stays in the glendale school district.
I stand for inclusion, not exclusion.
I will be your mother hen,
and I will keep our chicks together.
(Applause and cheers)
Alison: Jason kissed me?
Uh, yeah. I don't know what his name is.
But yeah, he just came out of nowhere and did it.
I... I don't hear you peeing, Alison.
- Did you kiss him back? - No.
- Are you having an affair? - No, no!
Were his lips still really soft?
(Sighs) Just pee, please!
(Coughing violently)
No! No, no.
No, I won't do that.
You're gonna tell me what's wrong.
Are you sick again?
No, no, this isn't about me. Okay, this is about
this protein in castor
and whether it's communicable or not.
No, it isn't.
Look, I reported my menstrual flow to Donnie this morning.
We need dyad when it comes to our health.
- —(Door opens) - Okay?
-Connie: Alison? —oh!
Mother.
I have been looking for you, Alison!
You soared out there!
- —(Laughs) - Congratulations.
You've got my vote.
Oh, and I signed.
Bubbles is yours.
(Both laugh)
Even with Donnie as, you know, co-owner and...
No, I know... I know you'll be at the helm, darling,
and I know one day, when it's time to make a change,
like I made with your father,
you'll find the strength to.
Sometimes we have to make hard choices, Alison.
Who knows?
Maybe Jason Kellerman will still be waiting, huh?
I want to introduce you to someone, mother.
- Oh, okay. - Mmm-hmm.
Alison: Cosima. Cosima: No! No, no, no.
Cosima: Alison... Alison: Come on.
(Clears th roat)
Hey, I'm cosima.
What?
Who is this?
My clone, mother.
You think you fooled dad down at the ivf clinic?
No, you were implanted with a clone.
What're you talking about?
You can't choose your family, can you?
I think... I think I'm just gonna take off,
so, unless you need me for anything?
No, uh, you go take care of yourself.
I mean that.
- Nice meeting you, Mrs. Hendrix. - —oh!
(Door closes)
You think that girl is your clone?
That makes logical sense to you?
It's the truth!
Alison, that girl was mulatto.
No, she wasn't.
- She wasn't? - No!
Well, I will never understand that hairstyle. (Chuckles)
You must be right about one thing.
I was duped at ivf.
Well, that donor was supposed to be exclusive,
but clearly that girl's mother was given some too.
Oh, that would make you her half-sister, darling,
a clone is something else entirely.
You're right, that must be it.
What a bizarre coincidence.
But if you want to keep seeing her,
why don't you bring her to the club...
- —(Door closes) - Alison?
Hey.
So, I have a feeling
that you
are gonna tell me something.
What is it?
If you don't have any children you can only take two actions.
You have my...
-Book? Nubook.
- No. - Yes.
Not your book.
My... my... my father...
Our secret language.
He didn't leave it for you though, did he?
Who, then?
I have a pretty serious health issue.
Okay, tell me.
It's an auto-immune disorder and it affects my epithelial tissue.
It ebbs and flows, lungs and uterus at the moment.
Show me.
It's very rare, though.
Oh, my god!
Cosima: Oh, shit!
What does it say?
I'll only tell Sarah.
Why doesn't the psycho go live with one of her other sisters?
Because it's your turn!
Sestra Alison has good taste.
Yeah, well, she's very crafty...
-In men. —what?
Jason Kellerman kissed you.
Alison: I'll talk to him.
Looking good, Rachel.
She thinks delphine is going to eliminate her.
This is terrible.
So creepy!
(Th eme music playing)