I was seeing the future of medicine.
Plastic surgery?
The wave of the future.
Tell me what you don't like about yourself.
My ass.
My eyes.
My knees.
Your knees?
Everything.
Your right eye is half a millimeter higher than your
left. I'll give you Botox here and here. The breasts could go
one size bigger. And finish off with some abdominal lipo.
Would you have to fix anything?
Liposuction right here.
Now, your boobs, lift them just
a little bit. Here... and here.
You are a model of physical perfection.
But I can be better.
I've identified these as my problem areas.
Diet? Is that what we tell the
20 people a week who come in
here? We're in the quick fix biz.
I think you could go up to a double "d." a "c."
Can I go bigger? Ohh!
I want to do whatever it takes to be beautiful.
Beauty is symmetry, and you don't have any.
Tell us what you don't like about yourselves. Is that what you still ask all your consults?
Well done. You remembered.
Yeah.
Do you remember us?
Of course. Uh, Maureen and Marshall Ayres from Miami.
You first came to see us in '02, right?
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Real estate brokers, right? "If you want
someone who cares, buy your home from Ayres."
Ah!
Yeah, we figured that getting dual facelifts would help to boost our business back then.
The housing market was so hot,
you know, you needed to do
anything you could to compete.
Image was everything, and projecting success meant looking younger.
Of course. And those are ours, too, aren't they?
Yep. Oh, and...
My calf implants. Heh heh.
They still look great.
Don't they?
Yeah.
Huh?
So what brings you to Los Angeles?
You guys.
Ok, what were you thinking?
Maybe a feather lift, or remove
some of the puffiness around the eyes?
We want you to, um...
Reverse everything.
You guys sold us a bad bill of goods.
So let me get this straight.
You want us to undo your facelifts.
And take out the implants.
So you can look worse.
So we can look real.
Forgive me, but for your ages you both look pretty good.
Pretty good? I think they look great. The real issue is
not about undoing anything, it's about teaching you about
the techniques that we use today.
You don't get it. It's not about refining a procedure,
it's the whole concept.
Look, back in the 1940s, doctors recommended cigarettes
to their patients to calm them down. Now look what we know about those cancer sticks.
It's no different.
Nobody ever died from looking too young or looking too
beautiful. If you want to take them out, that's fine.
Do whatever you gotta , ok?
But it's not gonna cost you any
less than it did when we put them in.
We were hoping there would be no charge.
Our business has dropped over 50% in the last 3 years,
- just because of how we look. - We used to be the faces you
could trust. But with this tightness, we look like we're
just advertising our own self-loathing.
Would you buy a house from someone like that?
We made the choice to get the
work done, but we were led to believe that society accepted
it. You know, the times they are a-changing, and if you guys
don't keep up, you're gonna get swept away just like us.
Oh, Sean. Christian, would you grow up, for God sakes?!
For God sakes.
Dr. Cruz?
Hi. I'm Daniella Creighton.
Your friendly drug dealer.
Oh, right, right, right, right.
Very cute.
Chicken?
I think it's a turkey.
Uh, so what's the, uh, new
groundbreaking anesthesia I must have?
Sunedra. Prospropofol disodium. And it converts into propofol once inside the body.
Ok, well, hit me. Why is sunedra better, in 10 words or less?
Uh, eliminates negative after-effects of general
anesthesia 89% of... time.
You just made it.
Was that 10?
Yeah, that was 10.
What is it, Lizzie?
We came as soon as we heard your shriek.
Does this belong to you?
I've never seen that turkey before in my life.
Dr. Christian Troy. How are you?
Daniella Creighton.
Great.
Penkala Pharmaceuticals.
Sean McNamara. It's nice to meet you.
It's nice to meet you, too.
I've got some great discounts.
Uh, two of our best clients
recently took early retirement, so we're overstocked.
Really? Anybody we know?
Dr. Chaiken and Dr. Gaines.
Chuck Gaines? Jesus, he's younger than I am.
I think he got depressed.
He kept saying how plastic surgery was over and he didn't
want to be the last one to turn the lights out.
So, will you take a look at the clinical tests results and get back to me?
I sure will.
Even if it's a no.
I will.
It was really nice meeting you.
Yeah, see you.
Ciao.
Wow.
Was she really coming on to me.
She was wearing a wedding ring, Liz.
Yeah, so?
Married women have flirted with
me before. I mean, you know, it's called bi-curious.
It's called buy my stuff.
You know, I don't think she was here just to... sell me drugs.
I mean, after 30 years of being a lesbian, I think that I have
some instincts about these things, you know.
Fine. Just be careful, ok?
You only have one kidney left.
Oh, you turkey.
Wow. Couples coming in to have their plastic surgery
reversed. Doctors like Gaines closing their doors. This might
- be a trend we're looking at. - Jesus, one couple and a
- retiree and you start to panic. - I'm just saying it might be
smart to diversify, maybe bring on a dermatologist, do more fillers.
You ever eaten at Lawry's?
It didn't change its menu when the rest of the country decided to change its eating habits.
It stuck with what it did best, right? Meats, potatoes, salads.
Plastic surgery will die when people begin to look at
themselves for beauty and self-esteem. And a herd of geese will fly up my ass.
You're the perfect candidate for injectibles.
You a smoker, Sean?
No.
Never?
No.
You drink, though. Looking at your face, I'd say you're a 3-scotch-a-night man.
This crepey area here... dehydration.
Nothing turns you into an old man faster.
I can see I need some help.
What is your plan?
Let's start with 15ccs of cosmoderm in the lip lines.
Been feeling a little bitter and judgmental lately? Now no one will know what you're thinking.
They'll just be drawn to your positive, boyish charm.
10ccs of radiesse, bye-bye, jowls.
10ccs of lidocaine...
And definitely some Botox.
How amazing is that?
Hmm. Not bad.
Stay there.
I don't do this for everyone, but you are so cute.
You don't feel the winds of change.
Plastic surgery is just not cool anymore. We're being called to
a higher purpose. People just feel wrong about self-mutilation
for youth and prestige. And who has 2 weeks' recovery time?
It is so 2004.
So toxins and face fillers are your higher purpose?
What's yours? Dare I ask?
I haven't found it yet, but at the moment, I just mutilate
people for youth and prestige.
Call me the face of 2004.
Did you have a chance to read
the results from the clinical trials?
Um... no. I'm sorry, but I have not.
Mm.
Listen, um...
Dani.
Uh, I feel very comfortable staying with the propofol.
I'm used to it, and, um... I'm just gonna stay with it.
Ok, then.
Well, it was nice to have met you.
Very nice to meet you, too.
You wouldn't want to...
I don't know, um...
have lunch with me sometime, would you?
I promise, no shop talk.
How do you think your husband's gonna feel about that?
We're... we're separated.
But you're right. I'm sorry.
I just... I have these thoughts...
fantasies, and I never act on
- them, but... you just... you seem so... - Available?
Beautiful.
Oh, God.
I'm so sorry. I'm just... I'm going through a phase.
I don't eat lunch.
We always have a lot of yogurt here. On the other hand...
I'm very partial to dinner.
I'm never gonna have a facelift. Botox maybe, but no facelifts.
That's the reason you're only an anesthesiologist, Lizzie,
and not a successful surgeon
like myself. Ok? You're not willing to go the distance.
You're dead wrong, smartypants.
The reason I became an anesthesiologist is so that I
could switch my specialties whenever I wanted. Call me in a
year when you're standing over an empty operating table and I'm
making bank over the heart institute at Cedars.
Oh, look who's here.
Fancypants, huh? Oh, you look
good. Maybe too good. Get an
extra hour's sleep? Is that why you're late?
Yeah, you look like a different person, huh?
Well, I went to see Jill Jacobson yesterday.
I sampled from her injectibles menu.
Why the hell did you go to her? We can do anything she does and better.
Dermatologists specialize in that kind of treatment, and
frankly, they do a much better job.
Fine, ok? But when the stuff wears off, I don't want you
going back to her. If anybody should be stabbing you with a
needle, it's me and not the competition.
She's not the competition anymore. I hired her this morning.
Huh. You can't hire anyone without my approval.
Don't worry, you'll love her.
You're having dinner with her tomorrow night.
Christian Troy?
That's me.
Have a seat. We're running a little behind today.
Hmm.
Hey.
Hmm. Are they always this busy?
No. It's usually worse.
So you come here quite a bit, then?
Every 6 weeks.
Wow.
That must be awful.
No, it's not so bad. It's just like getting a haircut.
I meant wasting your time and
money on something that doesn't work.
I beg your pardon?
You do realize that if you only use injectibles, you'll never be satisfied.
Sure, there's the high of looking good when you first get
it done. But then you start
seeing the spots the doctor missed right away.
Like these lines, here.
Of course, the doctor's only too willing to squeeze you in.
It's more money for her.
Thank you for seeing me again.
Good to have you back.
Just right here I noticed.
Ok.
You can't argue with the results, though.
If you're looking for real value and long-lasting results,
the only thing you can rely on is a qualified surgeon.
Anyone?
Great.
Thank you.
Lois, what happened here?
I thought we were overbooked.
They all got a better offer.
How dare you get rid of my patients like that.
They left of their own free will.
Only after you fed them some
bullshit line about the marvels of plastic surgery.
Actually, it was an educated decision based on years of
practice. Of course, I didn't do a one-year course at a community
college to become a beautician.
So, I'm sure that I missed out on some of the finer points.
Oh, I get it.
This is some kind of test, to see what I'm made of before
we start working together?
Oh, we're not working together, sweet cheeks.
See, my partner needed my approval for you to come aboard
and I came to tell you that I don't approve.
Things are really bad, aren't they?
Excuse me?
The business. It must be.
Or you wouldn't look like such shit.
I think you need my help.
I got a better idea. You come to my office, and I'll help you
fill out that cleavage of yours.
What are you, an "a" cup?
Is that a problem for you?
That and your pancake ass, but, um, we could fix that, too.
Hmm. And, uh...
What exactly would you do to my ass, Dr. Troy?
Why don't you just give us a quick look here, huh?
This ass?
There's a lot I could do with that. I could definitely take you up to a "c" cup.
Should we lock the door?
Why, huh? All your patients are gone.
Actually, there's probably another 10 out there right now.
See, I can book every 15 minutes for 8 hours.
But since you're part of the old guard...
I guess you'll never get to experience what I really had to
offer you. Which was a future.
Tell Sean I said thanks for the opportunity.
I will. And if you change your mind about the, uh, "c" cup, you let me know.
Shit!
Just a minute.
Butterfingers.
Come on in. Come in.
I'd keep your shoes on.
Ok.
Yeah.
It's beautiful here, huh?
Oh, thank you.
So, would you like some wine?
I... I got some white and some red
that my husband brought back from Napa. Uh, he's an expert.
I, uh, think he knew more about wine than he knew about me.
Oh, God, I didn't even ask if you drank. I just... I've heard
that most lesbians are alcoholics.
Oh. Well, I must be in the super minority. Um, I prefer red.
Me, too. Isn't that wild?
Yeah.
Oh!
Oh! Can I use this?
Oh God.
God coming to the rescue.
Oh, good.
Is this your first date with a woman?
Is it that obvious?
Look, believe me, I'm not just experimenting.
I'm like 75% sure that I'm gay.
75%, huh?
I've, um... I've always been attracted to women.
And, um... it leaves the fact that in all the years with my husband, I never once had, uh...
You know.
Hmm.
Well, bottoms up.
Oh, shit, I didn't mean that.
The...
What you doin'?
I'm taking care of the other 25%.
It's... it's just, um... I've never...
And...
I just... I don't want you to expect too much.
I don't expect anything. Ok?
I just want you to have a good time. I don't care if you
orgasm. Just trust me. It's gonna be ok. All right?
Ok.
I trust you.
Sean, you might want to call your little injectibles wench
and tell her she won't be having a job here. I'm not budging on
that one, by the way, so don't tax you're already overworked
brain trying to come up with a way to talk me out of it.
Yeah, I think we're on the same page about that.
Wow! What happened to you?
Too much filler.
You went back a second time?
And a third.
A third?
Yeah, laugh away, pal.
You're gonna be doing the correction. 5ccs of hyaluronidase wherever she injected me.
So, fellas, I just got off the phone with a Bernie
Greenstein, who said that he's representing the Ayers, and they
are filing a lawsuit against us, claiming loss of income due to
misrepresentation and malpractice.
Oh, my God, look at you.
Who'd you piss off?
Don't.
Well, he's trying to get a court order to see a list of
our patients, hoping that there
are more disgruntled folks.
Bernie Greendick is an asshole. Ok? And everything he
touches turns to tabloid, uh,
headlines, ok? So who gives a shit?
All right, could we put the
lawsuit aside and bring the swelling down? Please?
You're wrong, Sean. We have plenty to worry about.
All people need to do is hear the name McNamara and Troy in
context with a lawsuit and we're screwed.
Ow.
No, no, no, we can't worry about
that. There's nothing we can do.
It's all over, anyway. The whole
pursuit of perfection is a gigantic hoax. Nothing changes.
We need to put up a fight, all right? I'm gonna get a
feather lift and you're gonna give it to me, and you're
gonna show the world what we do here.
Uh. Ow. And that would do
what, besides take you out of surgery for a week?
You'll be the poster boy for injectibles, ok? I'll be the
face of the business and the future of plastic surgery.
All right, old man. You sure you're ready to do this?
Hold on. I didn't get that.
Wait. Um, can you say your line again for me, please?
What are you doing?
It's ok. She's filming this.
I asked her to. We're gonna put the whole thing on Youtube.
The surgery?
Yes. It's pioneering, just like we used to be. Any luck,
this whole thing will go viral and the world will get to see
just how easy a facelift can be these days.
Oh, yeah, that'll work.
We get a half a million hits, you wait... we'll go from being sued to being stars again.
Yeah.
Look. I know it makes you a little anxious to be on camera.
So just pretend it's not there.
Ok?
Ok.
Ok. Now say your line again.
And do it good.
Uh... are you sure you're ready to do this?
Absolu... absolutely, doc.
Heh heh.
Let's operate.
Music.
Sweet dreams.
All right... 10...
9... 8...
7... 6...
Can you feel it? I mean, the energy is just electrifying.
And just think, in a few minutes we'll be at the end of an era,
and everybody who is anybody who
no longer looks the way they used to will be here tonight.
- Speaking of that, look who is here. It's Dr. Sean McNamara. - Sean!
Hello. Don't you look dashing.
Well, Joan, when they told me
that we'd be celebrating the demise of plastic surgery
tonight, I knew I couldn't show up in scrubs.
And this is your date?
Yes. This is my new partner Curtis.
Oh. I love your outfit.
Well, thank you. My daughter actually picked it out.
Oh, hello. Don't tell me.
Valentino, right? Crocodile collection? I have the same thing in my closet.
Well, we should get going.
We're already late as it is.
Sean, wait!
Ah! Look who's here... the one man who single-handedly
destroyed the fine art of plastic surgery,
Dr. Christian Troy. So what are
you doing, doc, trying to crash the party?
No, I have to stop...
If anyone needs to be stopped, doctor, I think it's
you. Maybe you'll learn from the lawsuit, huh? What do you
think about that? Hey, doc! Who are you wearing?
Oh. Yeah, I got him right here.
Oh, sir. I'm sorry. This is a private party. You can't come
in. Your name, it's not even on the list. Please step back.
Sean! Wait!
Wait! Wait!
Such a pretty pig, isn't he?
Very pretty.
But do you think he's done?
Only one way to find out.
Ahem.
Ooh.
Eew. A little overdone, I'd say.
Ladies, I am so sorry that you don't like your meal.
But he just refused to let me tenderize him first.
Look... heh heh... we're starving. Now, there has to be
something that we can do.
Let's ask the man himself, shall we?
Good idea.
Tell us what you don't like about yourself.
Everything.
How can you say that?
Look at me.
I'm on the wrong side of 40.
I got a...
fake tit from a one-in-a-million cancer.
I can't lose the pounds like I used to. My hair keeps falling
out. My entire livelihood is becoming the enron of surgical
procedures. And now my closest friend, my...
Biggest supporter is leaving me.
Oh, quit being so negative.
You sound like Sean. When you show no fear, you project
confidence and your life will
always have the appearance of success.
And image is everything.
Is it not?
So... what can you do for me, then?
Have you thought about injectibles?
They really are the future.
This is bullshit.
I'll get Sean to do the surgery.
Thanks so much for doing this.
Are you kidding?
I've been waiting 20 years
to highlight all your flaws.
Why, do I have a lot?
Well, for starters, you're pompous, self-centered,
almost sociopathic in your complete disregard for anyone
besides yourself. You have almost no talent in the operating room.
But you've managed to make an entire career riding on my coattails, all the
while insisting that you're the one who is the real star.
For the longest time I actually admired you for how easily life
seemed to bend to your will, how women fell at your feet.
And then I grew to hate you for how careless and single-minded you could be.
Now I just think it's sad, because for someone who's so
desperate to succeed and get
recognition, I see just how lonely you really are.
When I'm gone, you'll have no one left in your life who cares for you. And...
You will die alone.
Am I really this ugly?
Don't be upset.
Let your shortcomings and your flaws fuel you. Let them push
you further than you ever thought you could go.
When you stop striving for perfection, you might as well be dead, buddy boy.
I'm so sorry about what happened.
Don't be. I'm not dead.
I have so much silicone in me, I stayed afloat for days.
Don't worry about it. It's ok.
Come on. I've had a really long day.
I missed you so much.
Prove it.
You couldn't save me, honey.
Nobody could.
Goodbye, Christian.
Don't worry, I'll never leave you.
Who are you?
You don't see the family resemblance?
Come give your dad a hug.
Get out of my house.
You're not my father, you're a monster.
You can try and deny where you came from as much as you
want, but you'll always be daddy's little boy.
Uhh!
Aw, are you trying to rearrange my face, just like you're doing
to your own on the surgery table right now?
Ahh. Stop fighting who you are.
My darkness is a part of you.
You have my DNA, Christian. You have my DNA.
Although I have to admit, you did a lot of the heavy lifting on your own.
Stop. Sean, please, don't hurt me.
Oh, it'll be over before you know it.
Did you know that getting a facelift is the physiological
equivalent of going through a windshield at 60 miles an hour?
Please, don't. Please.
I can bring him out now.
We're done.
Turn that thing off.
Never let me give a patient a hard time about pain again.
You know, under normal circumstances, I'd rub it in.
But because you did it for the business, I'm gonna increase
your morphine regime and say thank you.
What do you think?
Oh, I thought you looked good already.
You didn't do this because of a lawsuit or because you took
one for the team. You did it because you wanted a facelift.
I noticed it while I was shaving a couple of months ago.
Nothing anybody else would see, but I do this for a living.
Everyone gets older, Christian. You know, and you're
one of those lucky ones. You're only gonna get better looking.
You know why I have relationships that never last?
Or why I trade in my car every 6 months?
A.D.D.? A complete lack of a soul?
No. I hate change.
Terrified by it. I don't like it
when things end. I like to end
them myself, on my own terms.
It keeps you from getting hurt, huh?
It also keeps me alone.
I just can't accept it when things are over.
When things are perfect, you know.
Life is not perfect. Life is messy. Sometimes life is very messy.
We still talking about me?
I'm talking about life.
You know, and wanting things to be perfect and getting
disappointed over and over and over because it's never gonna
be. Then what happens? You end up being alone.
Hmm. Depressing.
I slept with Daniella.
She's great, ok. She's absolutely great. And she's
gorgeous and she's funny and... gorgeous.
Mm-hmm.
You know, I think, ok, I've waited and this is my reward,
right? We were making love and,
uh, she's having this orgasm that's just...
I know. And then she, uh...
She what?
I can't even say it. I can't say it.
Ejaculated?
Like a fire hose.
Are you serious?
I almost drowned.
Ha ha.
It's not funny.
It's pretty funny.
I mean, I told her, I said,
"It's ok. I don't mind it, I think of it as a compliment."
- But the truth is... - The truth is you're just like
me. You want life to be easy and clean.
That's a damn shame.
Who is it?
It's me, Liz.
Can I come in?
I don't think so.
Please?
Look, I know I didn't call you,
- and it's only because... - You were repulsed and disgusted.
No.
Shocked.
Thanks.
Only because it was unexpected.
And it freaked me out, and I got scared. It's not you.
I thought that women who could, you know, you know...
Squirt.
Yeah, squirt. I thought they only existed in lesbian porn.
But you are so real. And I don't want to give up on someone
who I feel so connected to because of my ignorance.
You are wonderful. And I am so sorry.
Hey, hon. Who is it?
Um, it's Dr. Elizabeth Cruz from McNamara/Troy. She's a client of mine, and we
discovered that we're neighbors, so I told her that if there was
any sample she wanted, she could just... she could stop by.
This is my husband Edward.
Hi. Nice to meet you, Dr. Cruz.
Nice to meet you.
Whatever she's selling, can't go wrong.
Right.
How about I walk you out?
Sure.
I'll be right back, sweetie.
Ok, sure.
Are you going back to your husband?
I can't do it, Liz. I can't.
I can't be gay.
You are gay.
Maybe. But...
at least with him I'm normal.
I don't do that.
You're gonna miss out on a lot of joy.
Being like that doesn't bring me joy.
It's just not how I see myself.
It's just not... not how I want to see myself.
I'm... I'm so sorry.
Me, too.
Ahh, that's the kind of call you like to get from your lawyer.
I told you the Ayers didn't have a case. The only thing they
had is balls for trying to sue us in the first place.
Too bad. They could have gotten a feather lift for half off instead.
Mm-hmm.
You know, I think you getting that surgery helped our case.
So you're saying that that inflated ego of mine could have helped us for a change?
I'm just saying you really put your money where your mouth was. I admire that.
Good.
To our continued success.
Cheers.
Yes, cheers.
You're not drinking? It's bad luck.
No, no, no. I'm still recovering. You know, I don't
want to get all swelled up, look
like I came from Jill Jacobson's office.
Oh, yeah. That wouldn't be good.
Hey, fellas, have you seen this? Your surgery is one of
the featured videos on Youtube.
You're kidding.
Wow.
Mm-mmm. It's already a quarter of a million hits.
Oh, look, it's over 300,000 now.
See that? I told you it would be a hit.
Oh, yeah. Look at that. Over 40,000 comments.
I think people are trying to get in contact with us. Is there
anyway we can get our phone number on this website? This is
like free advertising. I told you that lawsuit would be
the best thing that happened to this business.
Oh, you know, I'm not sure everybody else is as enthused about this as you are.
"What a barbaric thing to do to someone." "Does anyone really
think plastic surgery makes sense anymore?" "This is
disgusting." "Facelifts are so 2004."
Oh, come on. It can't be all of them. Give me this thing.
Maybe I need to post
a follow-up now that I'm fully healed.
What do you guys think?
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