Ron: BACK AGAIN, DR. TROY?
Christian Troy: HELLO, RON.
Ron: WELL, YOU LOVE THE CAR.
MAYBE IT'S TIME TO MAKE THE
COMMITMENT, HUH?
Christian: THE ECONOMY'S
IN THE TOILET.
HOW CAN YOU BE ASKING A QUARTER
OF A MILLION FOR SOMETHING
WITHOUT A 2 BEDROOM HALF BATH?
Ron: WELL...
WELL, I CAN TELL YOU
OR YOU COULD SEE FOR
YOURSELF.
Ron: WELL, WHAT DO YOU THINK?
SHOULD WE HEAD BACK TO THE
OFFICE AND DO THE PAPERWORK?
Christian: MAYBE WE COULD WORK
SOMETHING OUT.
DON'T YOU HAVE A GIRLFRIEND WHO
NEEDS SOME WORK DONE?
Ron: I DID.
BUT SHE HAD HER D-CUPS PUT IN
LAST WEEK BY HIM.
Sean McNamara: TELL ME WHAT YOU
DON'T LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF.
Woman: MY ASS.
Sean: YOU'D LIKE LIPOSUCTION?
Woman: DON'T NEED IT.
I'M CELLULITE FREE.
Sean: THEN
THE PROBLEM IS...
Second woman: SHE HAS A NASTY
HEMATOMA ON HER RIGHT CHEEK.
WE NEED TO HAVE IT REMOVED.
Christian: HERE YOU GO.
Second woman: THANK YOU.
Christian: PLEASURE.
Woman: I THOUGHT I HAD A BRUISE.
Second woman: A HEMATOMA IS A
BRUISE, SWEETIE.
[GIGGLES]
Christian: WHEN WE MET THE OTHER
NIGHT, CHEYENNE, YOU MENTIONED
THIS RESULTED FROM
A WORK-RELATED INJURY?
Woman: YEAH, I SLIPPED ON
A CHEESE DIP NEAR THE CRAFT
SERVICE TABLE.
Sean: SO YOU MAKE MOVIES.
HAVE I SEEN ANY OF YOUR WORK?
Woman: MAYBE.
DID YOU CATCH
CARNAL LIBRARIANS 4?
MY FAVORITE CUCUMBER?
Christian: MS. FORSYTHE'S
PRODUCTION COMPANY DOES
PRO WOMEN ADULT FILMS--
STRONG FEMALE LEADS, FOREPLAY,
ACTUAL STORYTELLING--VERY CLASSY
STUFF.
Ms. Forsythe: YES, AND WE START
SHOOTING DEFLOWERING PETAL IN
ABOUT 6 WEEKS.
SHE SHOULD BE SUFFICIENTLY
HEALED BY THEN, CORRECT?
Sean: I'M SORRY.
WE'RE ACTUALLY BOOKED SOLID FOR
THE NEXT 2 MONTHS.
Ms. Forsythe: 2 MONTHS.
NO, THAT'S NOT WHAT WE
DISCUSSED.
Sean: I'D BE HAPPY TO--
Christian: SINCE YOU HAVE A
DEADLINE, I'M SURE THAT WE CAN
REARRANGE OUR SCHEDULE A BIT.
HOW'S NEXT THURSDAY SOUND?
Ms. Forsythe: GREAT.
Sean: WHY DID YOU DO THAT?
I THOUGHT WE AGREED TO SET NEW
STANDARDS HERE.
Christian: NO, WE'RE LIVING BY
YOUR STANDARDS.
IF I DID THAT, WE'D BE OUT OF
BUSINESS.
Sean: WHEN WORD GETS OUT THAT
WE'RE WORKING WITH THE STAR
OF DEFLOWERING PETAL, WE LOSE
POTENTIAL PATIENTS.
YOU KNOW THIS BUSINESS LIVES AND
DIES BY WORD OF MOUTH.
Christian: MAYBE IF WE
ADVERTISED, WE WOULDN'T HAVE
THIS PROBLEM.
BOBOLIT HAS BILLBOARDS ALL OVER
MIAMI.
Sean: BOOB-O-LA?
YOU'RE WORRIED ABOUT THE MAN WHO
WAS LAST IN OUR CLASS?
HE HAS TO ADVERTISE.
HE'S A HACK.
Christian: AND EVERY TIME WE
TURN PEOPLE AWAY, HE'S TAKING
OUR BUSINESS.
Sean: IF WE CONTINUE TO DO GOOD
WORK, THE CLIENTS WILL COME.
Christian: NEWS FLASH, SEAN.
WE'RE IN A RECESSION.
THE FIRST THING THAT PEOPLE CUT
BACK ON IS LUXURY ITEMS LIKE
SPORTS CARS AND PLASTIC SURGERY.
Sean: SO PICKING UP ACTRESSES
AT PARTIES IS GONNA HELP US?
Christian: SO HIRING GRACE IS
GONNA HELP US?
SO DOING PRO BONO CASES IS GONNA
HELP US?
I'M SO SICK OF YOU ALWAYS
SHOOTING ME DOWN.
STOP BEING SUCH A PRUDE.
Sean: I'M NOT A PRUDE.
Christian: YES, YOU ARE A PRUDE.
YOU'RE COMPLETELY RATTLED
BECAUSE THAT GIRL MAKES EROTIC
FILMS.
Sean: EROTIC FILMS ARE WHEN YOU
USE A FEATHER.
PORN FILMS ARE WHEN YOU USE
THE WHOLE CHICKEN.
THIS GIRL'S BEEN THROUGH A LOT
OF CHICKENS.
Christian: YOU KNOW WHAT, SEAN?
A TIGHT ASS MIGHT MAKE MONEY FOR
HER, BUT NOT FOR US.
WE'RE TAKING THIS CASE.
Sean: A PRUDE?
* MAKE ME
BEAUTIFUL *
* MAKE ME
THE PERFECT SOUL,
THE PERFECT MIND,
THE PERFECT FACE,
A PERFECT
LIE *
Julia McNamara: MMM.
HMM.
MMM, MMM, MMM, MMM.
[ALARM BEEPS]
OH.
Sean: WHERE ARE YOU GOING?
Julia: FIRST DAY OF CLASS.
I DON'T WANNA BE LATE.
[SEAN SIGHS]
Julia: MMM!
HONEY, I CAN'T BE LATE FOR MY
FIRST DAY.
Julia: OH!
Sean: SORRY.
Julia: OH!
[COUGHS]
ARE YOU LOST?
Sean: I THOUGHT IT MIGHT BE FUN
TO TRY SOMETHING NEW.
YOU KNOW, SO WE DON'T FEEL LIKE
OLD PRUDES.
[JULIA GASPS]
OH, SEAN!
ARE YOU TRYING TO SABOTAGE ME?
YOU KNOW HOW IMPORTANT TODAY IS
FOR ME.
YOU KNOW, MY HEAD IS COMPLETELY
SOMEWHERE ELSE.
Sean: I'M SORRY.
YOU'RE RIGHT.
I'LL GO MAKE THE COFFEE.
Man: IT KINDA SUCKS, DOESN'T IT,
BEING THE OLDEST PERSON IN HERE?
I MEAN, LOOK AT ME.
I'M 26.
I'M LIKE AN OLD MAN IN FRONT
OF THESE KIDS.
[JULIA LAUGHS]
YOU'RE THE OLDEST PERSON IN
HERE?
Man: WHAT, YOU SEE SOMEBODY
ELSE?
UH-OH.
WHITE, BLUE HAIR, 2 O'CLOCK.
Julia: IRIS?
Iris: JULIA?
OH, MY GOD!
HOW ARE YOU?
Julia: I'M FINE.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?
Iris: THIS IS MY CLASS.
Julia: YOU'RE KIDDING!
I THOUGHT I WAS GONNA BE
THE ONLY PERSON MY AGE HERE.
OH, WE GOTTA CATCH UP.
YOU WANNA SIT DOWN?
Iris: UH, OH, NO.
I'M HERE TO TEACH THE CLASS.
Julia: YOU'RE THE TEACHER?
Iris: ACTUALLY, I'M REALLY
A DOCTOR.
I ONLY ADJUNCT HERE ONCE
A SEMESTER.
THE LAST I SAW YOU WAS
GRADUATION.
I THOUGHT YOU APPLIED TO MEDICAL
SCHOOL.
Julia: OH, YEAH.
BUT, UH, YOU KNOW, I GOT MARRIED
INSTEAD.
UH, 2 KIDS, FAMILY, THAT WHOLE
THING, YOU KNOW?
Iris: MY HUSBAND AND I HAVE ONE
IN COLLEGE ALREADY.
CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?
LISTEN, I'D LOVE TO GET
TOGETHER.
CALL MY OFFICE, AND WE'LL SET UP
SOME TIME.
YOU LOOK WONDERFUL, JULIA.
Man: YOU GUYS WENT TO SCHOOL
TOGETHER?
I THOUGHT SHE WAS YOUR MOTHER.
Sean: GOOD AFTERNOON, MS....
Sophia: UH, CALL ME SOPHIA.
IS FIXING A TRACHEAL SHAVE
PAINFUL?
Sean: HONESTLY?
YES.
Sophia: I ASKED THE ORIGINAL
DOCTOR ABOUT THE SCAR.
HE SAID THERE WAS--
Sean: I'M NOT CONCERNED WITH
WHAT YOUR ORIGINAL DOCTOR SAID,
MS. LOPEZ.
NEARLY 20% OF OUR WORK HERE IS
CLEANING UP OTHER PEOPLE'S
MISTAKES.
I'D LIKE TO MAKE MY OWN
ASSESSMENT, IF YOU DON'T MIND.
Sophia: * TA-DA *
Sean: YOU HAVE SOME KELOIDS THAT
HAVE FORMED.
WE MIGHT HAVE TO REMOVE
CARTILAGE FROM YOUR EAR TO
CORRECT THE CONTOUR DEFORMITY.
Sophia: MY EAR?
[SIGHS]
IF THAT'S WHAT IT TAKES TO FIX
THIS, OK.
CAN WE TALK ABOUT COST?
WHEN I SPOKE TO YOUR PARTNER ON
THE PHONE, HE SAID THAT YOUR
OFFICE, ESPECIALLY YOU,
DR. McNAMARA, DOES FREE WORK
SOMETIMES...
ON A CASE-BY-CASE BASIS.
Sean: I'M AFRAID PRO BONO ON
THIS TYPE OF OPERATION IS OUT OF
THE QUESTION.
WE ONLY DO THAT TYPE OF WORK ON
PEOPLE WHO HAVE SUFFERED
ACCIDENTS OR BIRTH DEFECTS.
Sophia: BEING ONE GENDER ON
THE INSIDE AND ANOTHER ON THE
OUTSIDE IS A BIRTH DEFECT.
YOU THINK I CHOSE TO LOOK LIKE
THIS?
Sean: HAVING ELECTIVE SURGERY
FOR COSMETIC REASONS, REGARDLESS
OF THE OUTCOME, IS WHAT
I CONSIDER A CHOICE, YES.
Sophia: LET'S JUST BE REAL, OK?
DO YOU HAVE A PROBLEM WITH ME...
THAT I'M A TRANSGENDER
INDIVIDUAL?
Sean: NO.
Sophia: THEN WHY ARE YOU BEING
SO UPTIGHT?
THE TRUTH IS, DOCTOR, I DON'T
CARE IF YOU LIKE ME OR IF YOU
DON'T.
ALL I CARE ABOUT IS FEELING
COMPLETE AND NOT HAVING
EVERYBODY LOOK AT ME LIKE I'M
A FREAK--THE WAY YOU DID WHEN I
FIRST WALKED IN HERE.
IF I COME UP WITH THE MONEY,
WILL YOU DO THE OPERATION?
Christian: HEY.
CHRISTMAS HAS COME EARLY.
COMPLIMENTS OF WALLACE IN
APPRECIATION OF A JOB WELL DONE
ON CHEYENNE--20 OF HER TOP
SELLING DVDs AND AN INVITATION
TO HER SILVER JUBILEE.
YOU CAN HAVE THE MOVIES,
MY FRIEND.
I'M GONNA SNAG THE R.S.V.P.
I'M GONNA SCHMOOZE SOME COOS AND
LAND US AN EXCLUSIVE CONTRACT.
Sean: OK, ENOUGH, CHRISTIAN.
ENOUGH WITH THE PORN STARS AND
THE TRANSSEXUALS AND THE NONSTOP
LIBIDINOUS ASSAULT.
Christian: WALLACE MIGHT BE A
TOUCH HANDSOME, SEAN.
BUT I CAN ASSURE YOU SHE'S NOT A
TRANSSEXUAL.
Sean: BUT SOPHIA LOPEZ IS.
Christian: WHO?
Sean: THE CONSULT YOU PURPOSELY
SET ME UP WITH AN HOUR AGO TO
FURTHER PROVE YOUR THESIS THAT
I'M AN UPTIGHT PRIG.
Christian: I DIDN'T KNOW THAT
CONSULT WAS A TRANSSEXUAL, SEAN.
SHE DIDN'T GIVE ME THAT
INFORMATION OVER THE PHONE.
BUT CLEARLY SHE MADE YOU
FEEL UPTIGHT.
Sean: I AM NOT UPTIGHT!
Christian: I'M SORRY.
I STAND CORRECTED.
THAT SAID,
HOW DOES IT FEEL TO BE JUDGED
UNFAIRLY WHICH IS A DAILY BATTLE
WAGED BY BOTH WALLACE'S GIRLS,
AND I'M SURE SOPHIA LOPEZ,
TO BE PUT IN A BOX THAT DOESN'T
DEFINE YOU?
Sean: FOR YOUR INFORMATION, I
BREAK OUT OF THAT BOX ALL
THE TIME.
IN FACT, JUST THIS MORNING...
JULIA AND I HAD UNCONVENTIONAL
SEX.
Christian: IS THAT SO?
HOW'D IT GO, KILLER?
Sean: IT DIDN'T.
I WAS CLUMSY AND UNCONVINCING,
AND SHE WAS...
HORRIFIED.
I WAS TRYING TO SPICE THINGS UP.
JULIA AND I HAVEN'T REALLY BEEN
CONNECTING LATELY, AND NOW THAT
SHE'S GOIN' BACK TO SCHOOL, I'M
AFRAID WE'RE GONNA BECOME EVEN
MORE DISTANT.
HOW DO YOU SEDUCE WOMEN INTO
LOOSENING UP?
Christian: WELL...
IT'S ABOUT CHARM, SEAN, AND
CONFIDENCE.
YOU WINE, YOU DINE, YOU ROMANCE.
JULIA NEEDS THAT.
SHE'S CLEARLY STARVED FOR IT.
Sean: HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT?
Christian: EVERY WOMAN IS.
Julia: SEAN?
Sean: IN HERE.
Julia: WHY ARE ALL THE LIGHTS
TURNED OFF?
OH, UH...
Man: I THOUGHT I SMELLED CUMIN.
INDIAN FOOD, COOL.
Julia: UM, JUDE, THIS IS MY
HUSBAND SEAN.
Jude: SEAN, OF COURSE,
THE PLASTIC SURGEON.
IT'S A PLEASURE TO MEET YOU.
I'VE HEARD A LOT ABOUT YOU.
Sean: THANK YOU.
I'VE HEARD ABSOLUTELY NOTHING
ABOUT YOU.
Julia: UH, JUDE AND I ARE IN
BIOLOGY TOGETHER.
WE HAVE A--A--A TEST WE WERE
GONNA STUDY FOR TONIGHT.
I THOUGHT YOU WERE WORKING LATE.
Sean: I WAS, BUT, UH, I...
Jude: YOU KNOW WHAT?
UH, WE CAN DO THIS TOMORROW
BEFORE CLASS.
I SHOULD PROBABLY GET OUT OF
YOUR HAIR.
Julia: NOW WAIT, IS THAT GONNA
GIVE US ENOUGH TIME TO STUDY?
Jude: YEAH.
Julia: AND I'M SURE THAT
IT WILL.
OK, YEAH.
I'LL GIVE YOU A CALL.
Sean: JUDE, WAIT.
I'M NOT THAT HUNGRY.
YOU GUYS DIG IN, AND GET YOUR
STUDYING DONE.
Julia: REALLY?
Julia: ARE YOU SURE, HMM?
Sean: POSITIVE.
Julia: WHAT'S THAT?
Sean: RESEARCH.
Nurse: SHE SNUCK SOMETHING IN
HER ROOM, UNDERNEATH HER GOWN.
Sean: [SIGHS]
MISS LOPEZ, THIS IS A STERILE
ENVIRONMENT.
YOU'RE RISKING A BACTERIAL
INFECTION BY BRINGING SOMETHING
INTO THIS ROOM.
EITHER YOU HAND OVER WHAT YOU
HAVE, OR YOU FIND ANOTHER
SURGEON.
YOUR CHOICE.
Sophia: THAT'S MY SON RAYMOND.
Sean: I DON'T UNDERSTAND.
Sophia: WELL, WHEN A MAN
AND A WOMEN LOVE EACH OTHER,
THEY HAVE SEX.
AND 9 MONTHS LATER--
Sean: YOU SAID YOU ALWAYS KNEW
YOU WERE A WOMAN.
Sophia: I'D ADMIT THAT TO
THE WORLD BACK IN THE DAY.
AMAZING HOW FAR YOU GO
TO LIVE A LIE, ISN'T IT?
Sean: DOES HE KNOW THE TRUTH
ABOUT WHO YOU ARE?
Sophia: HE'S THE ONE PERSON
WHO DIDN'T JUDGE ME WHEN
I WANTED TO CHANGE.
THAT'S WHY I KEEP HIM CLOSE
TO ME AT ALL TIMES.
DO YOU HAVE KIDS?
Sean: 2.
Sophia: IT'S A WONDERFUL THING,
ISN'T IT...
TO HAVE SOMETHING IN THIS WORLD
THAT YOU LOVE MORE THAN
YOURSELF?
TAKE AWAY THE PICTURE
AND GIVE ME THE GAS.
I UNDERSTAND.
I'LL BE GOOD.
Sean: PUT THIS IN A PLASTIC
BAGGIE AND LET HER HOLD IT
IF SHE WANTS.
n[PEGPLAYING IN BACKGROUND]
Matt: ARE THEY GOING TO CARD ME?
Christian: HEH! TONIGHT,
YOU'RE "PLUS ONE."
Matt: YOU KNOW...
JUST SO YOU KNOW,
I'M THANKFUL FOR THE OPPORTUNITY
TO, UH, YOU KNOW, BE YOUR
WING MAN.
[BOTH LAUGH]
Christian: I'M HERE TO WORK,
NOT TO PLAY, AND YOU ARE HERE
TO LEARN A VITAL LESSON.
SO WHAT IF YOUR GIRLFRIEND
TURNED OUT TO BE A VEGETARIAN.
SHE'S NOT THE ONLY TUNA
IN THE TANK.
TROY. CHRISTIAN TROY.
THANK YOU.
* PEG, IT WILL COME BACK TO YOU,
PEG, IT WILL COME BACK TO
YOU... *
Christian: SHALL WE REVIEW
THE RULES?
Matt: NO DRINKING, NO DRUGS.
Christian: GOOD BOY.
STAY HERE. I'LL BE RIGHT BACK.
Christian: MERRIL.
YOU LOOK LIKE A Q-TIP.
Merril Bobolit: YEAH, THAT'S
WHAT I THOUGHT, BUT MY PERSONAL
SHOPPER TALKED ME INTO IT.
SHE SAID IT WAS RETRO.
THAT DUMB BITCH GETS THE BOOT
ON MONDAY.
Christian: [LAUGHS]
SMOOTH OPERATOR THAT WALLACE.
I TAKE IT SHE INVITED BOTH OF US
SO THAT WE COULD PUT IN
COMPETITIVE BIDS...
OR ARE YOU STILL A PARTY CRASHER
LIKE YOU WERE IN COLLEGE?
Merril: CHRISTIAN, I'M PLEASED
TO ANNOUNCE THESE DAYS, I WALK
THROUGH THE FRONT DOOR.
Christian: I GUESS THE BOUNCERS
AROUND TOWN TAKE PITY ON THOSE
HAIR PLUGS.
[MERRIL LAUGHS]
Christian: OR HAVE YOU SUNK
TO PALMING HUNDREDS?
Merril: ACTUALLY, CHRISTIAN,
SINCE MY BILLBOARD WENT UP,
ALL THE BOUNCERS KNOW ME ON
A FIRST-NAME BASIS.
Christian: IS THAT RIGHT?
Merril: FAME IS POWER,
MY FRIEND.
FREE ENTRY, COMPED DRINKS,
THE HOTTEST AVAILABLE POON-ANNY.
I AM LIVING THE LIFE.
HOW ARE YOU GUYS DOING?
Christian: GREAT.
BUSINESS IS BOOMING.
Merril: IS THAT RIGHT?
THAT'S NOT WHAT I HEAR.
Christian: HAS CHEAP FAME MADE
YOU OMNIPOTENT, MERRIL?
Merril: YOU CAN MAKE FUN ALL
YOU WANT, SLICK, BUT BECAUSE
OF THOSE BILLBOARDS, MY BUSINESS
HAS TRIPLED IN THE PAST MONTH.
I WORK 18-HOUR DAYS JUST
TO KEEP UP.
Christian: SOUNDS EXHAUSTING.
Merril: SOUNDS LIKE I NEED
A PARTNER.
Christian: WAS THAT AN OFFER,
MERRIL?
Merril: MAYBE YOU AND I CAN
HAVE LUNCH SOME TIME.
Christian: THAT WOULD BE
A CONSOLATORY MEAL,
BECAUSE I'M GOING TO KICK YOUR
ASS AND WIN THIS CONTRACT.
Merril: YOU'RE A BETTER SURGEON
THAN ME, CHRISTIAN, I'LL GIVE
YOU THAT, BUT YOU'RE NO LONGER
A BETTER SALESMAN.
HELLO.
Matt: I LIKE THE OUTFIT.
Girl: REALLY? THANKS.
YOU NEED TO STAND OUT IN THIS
BUSINESS IF YOU'RE GOING
TO MAKE IT, YOU KNOW?
HAVE LIKE A GIMMICK?
THAT'S WHY I'M ALWAYS SUCKING
ON SOMETHING.
OH, MY GOD.
THAT SOUNDED AWFUL.
ARE YOU IN THIS BUSINESS, TOO?
Matt: I'M AN AGENT.
SO, UH, I GUESS YOU WANT TO BE
AN ACTRESS.
Girl: I'M TRYING TO BE.
WALLACE HAS A STRICT STAR
SYSTEM, THOUGH.
SHE SAYS YOU GOT TO START AT
THE BOTTOM AND WORK YOUR WAY UP.
SO RIGHT NOW, I'M A FLUFFER.
Matt: SO TELL ME, WHAT EXACTLY
DOES A FLUFFER OF YOUR CALIBER
DO?
Girl: GIVE HEAD TO GUYS TO KEEP
THEM HARD AND STUFF IN-BETWEEN
SHOTS.
Matt: COOL.
SO, UH, FLUFFING ALL DAY--
THAT'S GOT BE A REAL TURN-OFF
AFTER A WHILE, RIGHT?
Girl: UM...
ACTUALLY...
IT GETS ME REALLY HORNY.
THAT'S WHY I HAVE TO KEEP
SUCKING ON THESE.
OOPS.
[GIGGLES]
Matt: SO WHAT HAPPENS NOW?
[GIRL GIGGLES]
Grace: I TRIED TO STOP HER FROM
PACKING, BUT THERE'S JUST
NO REASONING WITH HER.
Sean: MRS. KOOSMAN, WHERE ARE
YOU GOING?
Mrs. Koosman: HOME.
WHAT KIND OF BROTHEL ARE YOU
RUNNING HERE?
Grace: SHE'S GOT A POINT.
Christian: LOOK, RONNIE,
I WANT THE CAR.
I JUST SIGNED A BIG CONTRACT.
BUT YOU'RE GOING TO HAVE TO WORK
WITH ME.
IT'S STILL OBSCENELY PRICEY.
LET ME CALL YOU BACK. THANKS.
Sean: MRS. KOOSMAN JUST STORMED
OUT OF HERE, AND I DON'T BLAME
HER.
Christian: WHY'D SHE LEAVE?
Sean: GO LOOK IN OUR RECOVERY
ROOM, CHRISTIAN!
IT LOOKS LIKE WE'RE RUNNING
A CASTING CALL FOR MESSY MOUTHS,
PART 2.
EXCUSE ME.
Christian: YOU'RE OVERREACTING.
WALLACE HAS GUARANTEED US
10 OF HER GIRLS A MONTH.
THAT'S IMPLANTS, LIPO,
REDUCTIONS.
WHO GIVES A SHIT IF KOOSMAN
BOLTED?
Sean: IT'S ONE THING TO BRING
BUSINESS IN.
IT'S ANOTHER TO DRIVE IT AWAY.
Christian: TAKE OFF YOUR
JUDGEMENTAL BLINDERS, SEAN.
THE LINE THAT DIVIDES THE PORN
INDUSTRY AND PLASTIC SURGERY
IS A THIN ONE.
WE'RE BOTH SELLING FANTASY,
AREN'T WE?
Grace: CAN I SAY SOMETHING?
FROM A PATIENT'S PERSPECTIVE,
IT'S VERY IMPORTANT TO FEEL
COMFORTABLE IN YOUR
SURROUNDINGS, POST-SURGERY.
Sean: SEE?
IT'S A PSYCHOLOGICAL ISSUE
AS WELL.
THAT SETTLES IT.
WE CAN'T PROVIDE PROPER MEDICAL
CARE FOR THE MAJORITY OF OUR
PATIENTS BY TAKING ON A CONTRACT
THAT OFFENDS THEM.
Christian: THEN THEY'LL GO
TO BOBOLIT.
Sean: FINE!
Christian: YOU HAVEN'T BEEN HERE
LONG ENOUGH TO PUT IN YOUR
2 CENTS.
LET ME EXPLAIN SOMETHING TO YOU,
DR. SANTIAGO.
WITHOUT WALLACE, WE'RE LOSING
MONEY, AND THAT MEANS CUTTING
BACK ON GRATUITOUS EXPENSES,
LIKE EXCESS EMPLOYEES.
[SEAN SIGHS]
Receptionist: DR. McNAMARA?
SOPHIA LOPEZ, LINE 3.
Sean: HELLO?
Sophia: DR. McNAMARA?
I'M AT DADE COUNTY.
SOMETHING TERRIBLE HAS HAPPENED.
Sean: SOPHIA LOPEZ JUST CALLED
FROM EMERGENCY.
SOME SORT OF PROBLEM.
CAN YOU KEEP AN EYE ON THINGS?
Christian: SURE. ABSOLUTELY.
MERRIL? CHRISTIAN TROY.
I'D LIKE TO TAKE YOU UP
ON THAT LUNCH OFFER.
Sean: HI. WHAT IS IT?
Sophia: I NEED YOUR HELP.
IT'S MARCI.
Sean: WHO?
Sophia: MARCI, MY BEST FRIEND.
SHE'S IN TROUBLE.
A WEEK AGO, SHE HAD
A GENDER REASSIGNMENT SURGERY BY
THE SAME DOCTOR WHO DID MY NECK.
SHE'S BEEN BLEEDING.
Sean: WHAT'S THE OPINION OF
THE DOCTOR WHO EXAMINED HER?
Sophia: THE NURSE STUCK US IN
HERE 2 HOURS AGO.
NOBODY WANTS TO TOUCH HER.
Marci: I THINK I'M DYING.
[CRYING]
Sean: I'D LIKE TO TAKE A LOOK,
IF THAT'S OK.
HAVE YOU DILATED TODAY?
Marci: NO. AM I SUPPOSED
TO DO THAT?
Man: WHAT'S GOING ON HERE?
Sean: THIS WOMAN'S HEMORRHAGING.
YOU NEED TO GET HER INTO SURGERY
RIGHT NOW.
Man: WHAT ARE YOU, A DOCTOR?
Sean: APPARENTLY, THE ONLY ONE
ON THIS FLOOR.
WHY HASN'T THIS PATIENT BEEN
CARED FOR?
DO YOU HAVE A PROBLEM WITH HER
BEING A TRANSSEXUAL?
Man: WE'RE REALLY BACKED UP
RIGHT NOW.
I'LL SEE WHAT I CAN DO.
Sean: SOPHIA, GO WAIT IN
THE LOBBY.
Matt: HELLO?
Girl: HIT THE SWITCH TO YOUR
LEFT.
Matt: I GOT YOUR MESSAGE.
UM...
I KNOW WHY YOU WANTED TO MEET
ME TODAY...
BECAUSE I TOLD YOU I WAS AN
AGENT.
THE TRUTH IS...
I'M NOT.
Girl: YOU LIED TO ME?
Matt: LOOK, I KNOW YOU WANT HELP
WITH YOUR CAREER AND THAT'S WHY
YOU CALLED ME, BUT...
[STAMMERS]
BUT YOU KNOW WHAT?
YOU GOT A GREAT GIMMICK,
SO I'M SURE YOU'RE GONNA, UM...
HEY.
IT'S OK. WHAT'S WRONG?
Girl: I WENT TO THE DOCTOR,
AND...
I'M SICK.
I GOT N.G.U.
Matt: N.G.U.?
Girl: NONGONOCOCCAL URETHRITIS.
SOME GUY I WAS FLUFFING MUST
HAVE GIVEN IT TO ME.
THAT MEANS I GAVE IT TO YOU.
Matt: UM...
I DON'T--I DON'T HAVE ANY
SYMPTOMS.
Girl: YET?
[CELL PHONE DIALING]
Merril: AND THIS IS WHERE I GET
MY FREAK ON WHEN THE PARTIES
MOVE OUTSIDE, HUH?
MMM--MMM. MMM--MMM
Christian: GOOD THING YOU'RE
RICH, MERRIL.
NICE PLACE.
Merril: MY PROBLEM IS, I'M NEVER
AROUND TO ENJOY IT.
I'M WORKING 7 DAYS A WEEK.
THAT'S WHERE YOU COME IN.
Christian: I'M LISTENING.
Merril: BY MYSELF, I'VE MANAGED
TO BECOME THE BIGGEST PLASTIC
SURGEON IN SOUTH FLORIDA,
BUT WITH YOUR SKILLS, WE CAN BE
THE SURGICAL DESTINATION FOR
HALF THE GLOBE.
I'M TALKING HOLLYWOOD ELITE,
EUROPEAN ROYALTY.
WE CHARGE TWICE THE PRICE
AND GET ALL THE TIME OFF
WE NEED.
ALL YOU GOT TO DO IS BRING
YOUR TALENT.
Christian: WHAT AM I WORTH
TO YOU, MERRIL?
Merril: YOU WANT NUMBERS?
I'LL GET MY LAWYERS TO DRAFT
AN AGREEMENT.
Christian: I WANT PARITY.
I WANT A GUARANTEE THAT ALL
DECISIONS ARE ARRIVED AT BY BOTH
PARTNERS, AND I WANT IT IN
WRITING.
Merril: NO PROBLEM.
THIS IS A GOOD MOVE FOR YOU,
CHRISTIAN.
THOSE CLEFT PALATE SEAN'S
BRINGING IN AIN'T HELPING YOU
RETIRE EARLY...OK?
DON'T GET ME WRONG.
I LIKE SEAN.
HE'S A CONSERVATIVE FAMILY MAN,
AND THAT'S GREAT, BUT YOU
AND I ARE MORE ALIKE.
WE'RE AMBITIOUS, SINGLE,
GOOD LOOKING...
AND WE UNDERSTAND THAT IN
BUSINESS, SUCCESS IS THE ONLY
STANDARD.
Woman: MERRIL, MY FRIEND HEIDI
WANTS TO COME SWIMMING.
CAN WE GO PICK HER UP?
Merril: SHE'S GOING TO HAVE
TO SIT ON YOUR LAP.
WHOA! SCREW THAT. YOU DRIVE.
SHE'LL SIT ON MY LAP.
YOU GOT TO SEE THE CAR.
CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?
A QUARTER MILLION AND NO BACK
SEAT.
WHO WOULD WANT ONE OF THESE?
Christian: NOT ME.
Merril: WELL, YOU CAN'T.
MONTEREY BLUE.
THEY ONLY MADE 3.
CALL ME THIS WEEK.
I WANT AN ANSWER.
[ENGINE REVS]
Sophia: IS SHE GOING TO BE OK?
Sean: SHE'S IN SURGERY NOW.
ANOTHER 24 HOURS, AN INFECTION
COULD HAVE SET IN.
THAT WOULD HAVE BEEN A PROBLEM.
I WANT TO KNOW THE NAME OF
THE DOCTOR WHO DID THIS.
Sophia: HE DOES A LOT OF WORK
ON TRANSGENDER INDIVIDUALS.
HE'S KNOWN IN THE COMMUNITY.
Sean: SOPHIA, YOU HAVE TO FILE
A MALPRACTICE SUIT.
WHY WOULD YOU PROTECT THIS
BUTCHER?
Sophia: I'M NOT PROTECTING HIM.
I'M PROTECTING US.
YOU SAW HOW THE DOCTORS TREATED
US HERE?
HOW YOU TREATED ME WHEN I FIRST
CAME IN TO SEE YOU?
IF WE GO TO COURT, WE'LL BE
JUDGED, BERATED...
LIKE FREAKS, DEVIANTS.
I WON'T DO THAT.
Sean: WHAT IF NEXT TIME
HE KILLS SOMEONE?
YOU WANT THAT
ON YOUR CONSCIENCE?
WHAT IF THAT PERSON WERE YOU,
SOPHIA?
THINK ABOUT YOUR SON.
THINK ABOUT RAYMOND.
HE LOVES YOU.
HE NEEDS YOU AROUND.
I'LL HELP YOU.
I'LL MAKE ALL THE CALLS.
I'LL TESTIFY IN COURT SO YOU
DON'T HAVE TO.
JUST GIVE ME THIS DOCTOR'S NAME.
Sophia: DR. GRAYSON.
DR. MARCUS GRAYSON.
Julia: MATT, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
I'VE BEEN LOOKING FOR THIS BOOK
ALL AFTERNOON.
I HAVE A TEST COMING UP
TOMORROW.
WHY WERE YOU READING THIS?
Matt: YOU CAN'T TELL DAD.
PROMISE ME.
WE'VE BEEN GETTING ALONG SO MUCH
BETTER, AND HE'D JUST BE SO
DISAPPOINTED IN ME.
Christian: I AM DISAPPOINTED IN
YOU, TOO, MATT.
HOW COULD YOU HAVE SEX WITH SOME
GIRL WITHOUT WEARING A RUBBER?
YOU'RE SMARTER THAN THAT.
Matt: SHE PRACTICALLY DRAGGED ME
INTO THE CLOSET?
WHAT WAS I SUPPOSED TO DO?
Julia: YOU SAY NO, MATT.
WHAT IN THE HELL WERE YOU
THINKING, BRINGING HIM TO
A PORN PARTY?
Christian: JULIA, SHE'S
A CLIENT.
I WAS THERE ON BUSINESS.
Julia: HE NEEDS TO BE TESTED FOR
HIV, TOO.
Matt: WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT?
DO YOU THINK SHE GAVE THAT
TO ME, TOO?
Christian: YOU'RE GOING TO BE
FINE.
AT WORST, YOU'VE GOT A BACTERIAL
INFECTION.
WE'LL START YOU ON DOXYCYCLINE
AS A PRECAUTION.
IT'LL CLEAR UP WITHIN A WEEK.
Julia: YOU WANT TO GO WAIT FOR
ME IN THE CAR, PLEASE?
Christian: I'M SORRY.
YOU'RE RIGHT.
I NEVER SHOULD HAVE BROUGHT
HIM THERE.
Julia: WHAT YOU DO WITH YOUR
LIFE AND WHERE YOU STICK YOUR
DICK IS YOUR BUSINESS.
WHAT YOU DO WITH MATT IS MINE.
FROM NOW ON YOU STAY AWAY
FROM HIM!
Christian: YOU'RE BEING WAY
TOO DRAMATIC, JULIA.
COME ON. YOU CAN'T LAY DOWN
A LAW LIKE THAT.
MATT'S LIKE A SON TO ME.
Julia: AND HE IS A SON TO ME,
AND A REAL FATHER WOULD NEVER
DO WHAT YOU'VE DONE.
YOU'LL NEVER BE CAPABLE OF BEING
A REAL FATHER, CHRISTIAN.
YOU WANT TO KNOW WHY?
BECAUSE REAL FATHERS WOULD NEVER
TURN SOMEONE THEY LOVE INTO
A FILTH-LOVING MORAL-LESS
BOTTOM FEEDER.
REAL FATHERS WANT THEIR SONS
TO BE ME MORE THAN THEY ARE,
NOT CARBON COPIES.
[DOOR SLAMS]
[KNOCKS ON DOOR]
Sean: HELLO, MARCUS.
IT'S BEEN A WHILE.
Marcus Grayson: WELL, YOU KNOW
HOW DELICATE G.R.S. IS, SEAN.
FISTULAS ARE FAIRLY COMMON WHEN
YOU'RE DEALING WITH VAGINAL
CONSTRUCTION.
I'M SURE, UH--UH--
Sean: MARCI.
Marcus: RIGHT. I'M SURE SHE'S
JUST GOING TO BE FINE.
Sean: YOU KNOW, I STILL HAVE
ALL MY NOTES FROM YOUR CLASS.
WHY AREN'T YOU TEACHING ANYMORE?
Marcus: WELL, WHEN
THE UNIVERSITY...
DENIED ME TENURE, I WENT BACK
INTO PRIVATE PRACTICE.
THEN ABOUT 5 YEARS AGO, I GOT...
I HAD TO DEAL WITH THIS
MALPRACTICE BULLSHIT...
AND IT KILLED ME.
Sean: DIDN'T YOU HAVE INSURANCE?
Marcus: I DID.
I CAN'T AFFORD IT NOW.
Sean: MARCUS...THAT'S CRAZY.
Marcus: WELL, IT'S NO CRAZIER
THAN HALF THE STUFF THEY DO DOWN
IN MEXICO, WHICH IS WHERE MOST
OF THESE TRANSSEXUALS GO BECAUSE
THEY CAN'T AFFORD IT UP HERE.
IT'S TOO EXPENSIVE.
I AT LEAST OFFER AN ALTERNATIVE.
Sean: BUT IF YOU CAN'T DO
THE JOB RIGHT, WHAT KIND OF
ALTERNATIVE IS THAT?
Marcus: EXCUSE ME?!
Sean: LOOK AT THIS PLACE.
I CAN SEE WHY YOU'RE HAVING
PROBLEMS WITH THESE SURGERIES.
Marcus: DON'T TALK TO ME LIKE
THAT, SEAN.
I WAS A DOCTOR BEFORE YOU WERE
BORN.
I ALMOST INVENTED MOST OF THESE
PROCEDURES...REMEMBER?
NO, THIS IS NOT JOHNS HOPKINS,
BUT I CAN DO WHAT MOST OTHER
SURGEONS CAN'T.
NOW YOU HAD A GREAT DEAL OF
SKILL, BUT YOU HAD NO BRAVADO,
AND IT TAKES A COMBINATION OF
THE 2--BRAVADO AND SKILL--IN
ORDER TO BE A BRILLIANT SURGEON.
Sean: I'D RATHER BE A GOOD
SURGEON WHO HELPS PEOPLE
THAN A BRILLIANT SURGEON
WHO HURTS THEM.
Marcus: HEH. NOW, IS THIS
ABOUT WHAT I DO, OR DO YOU HAVE
A PROBLEM WITH WHO I DO IT TO...
HMM?
I THINK YOU'RE THE ONE WITH
THE PROBLEM, SEAN.
Sean: WHAT I HAVE A PROBLEM WITH
IS YOU DESTROYING PEOPLE'S
LIVES.
LOOK AT YOU.
CAN YOU EVEN HOLD YOUR HANDS
STEADY?
YOU REEK OF ALCOHOL.
BUT DON'T CONFUSE YOURSELF INTO
THINKING YOU'RE SOME KIND OF
HERO WORKING ON
THE DISENFRANCHISED.
YOU'RE JUST A SAD OLD DRUNK
WHO CAN'T RETIRE BECAUSE
HE DOESN'T HAVE ANYTHING ELSE
TO HOLD ON TO.
[SIGHS]
YOU'RE THE ONE WHO INSPIRED ME
TO BE A SURGEON.
I WANTED TO BE YOU.
Marcus: WELL, YOU'RE GONNA BE
ME, SEAN.
YOU ARE...ON MY PATH.
[SIGHS]
YOU'RE A SUCCESS NOW.
40 IS WHEN IT STARTS.
OK?
THE DUTIFUL WIFE GETS TIRED OF
YOUR HOURS AND YOUR LACK OF
EMOTIONAL INTELLIGENCE.
SHE'LL STAY AROUND FOR ANOTHER
5 YEARS, IF YOU'RE LUCKY.
MINE LEFT WHEN I WAS 50,
BUT SHE'LL LEAVE.
WHEN FATHER'S DAY COMES AROUND
AND CHRISTMAS AND THANKSGIVING,
AND YOU SIT ALONE WITH YOUR...
DIPLOMAS...
AND THE THOUGHTS OF--OF--OF--
ALL THESE PEOPLE WHOSE LIVES
YOU'VE SAVED, EXCEPT YOUR OWN.
SO, YES, I DRINK.
Sean: EITHER YOU SHUT YOURSELF
DOWN, OR I WILL.
Marcus: SEAN, I DIDN'T MEAN
TO HURT ANYBODY.
GOD HELP ME. I DIDN'T MEAN TO.
[SIGHS]
Matt: SO WHERE ARE YOU?
Christian: TAKE A LOOK TO YOUR
RIGHT.
[MATT LAUGHS]
[LAUGHS]
IS THAT YOUR CAR?
Christian: I LANDED AN EXCLUSIVE
CONTRACT.
THOUGHT I'D TREAT MYSELF.
I'M LEAVING IT TO YOU
IN MY WILL.
THAT IS NOT THE ONLY REASON
TO CELEBRATE, MATTY.
YOUR TEST CAME BACK FROM
THE LAB.
YOU ARE AS CLEAN AS THE DAY
YOU WERE BORN.
Matt: OH, MY GOD.
SERIOUSLY?
Christian: SERIOUSLY.
I'M PROUD OF YOU, KID.
YOU CHEATED YOUR FIRST S.T.D.
WAY TO GO.
DON'T DO IT AGAIN.
YOUR MOM'S PROBABLY CALMED DOWN
BY NOW.
I THOUGHT WE'D GO OVER AND TELL
HER THE GOOD NEWS TOGETHER.
YOU DRIVE.
YOU'RE GONNA LOVE THIS CAR.
SWEAR TO GOD, YOU DRIVE DOWN
THE STREET, THE GIRLS ARE GOING
TO FOLLOW YOU HOME.
Matt: YEAH.
YEAH. UH, LOOK...
NO, THANKS.
[CHRISTIAN LAUGHS]
Matt: I DON'T WANT TO MEET GIRLS
BECAUSE OF THE CAR I DRIVE,
OR PICK THEM UP AT STRIP CLUBS
OR PORN PARTIES.
I'M NOT YOU, MAN.
Christian: I WAS ONLY TRYING
TO CHEER YOU UP.
Matt: YEAH, I KNOW.
LOOK, I GOT LAST PERIOD,
SO I GOTTA...TCH.
I GOTTA HEAD OFF.
Christian: OH, WAIT.
MAYBE WE COULD GO SEE A MOVIE
OR SOMETHING.
YOU GOT TO AT LEAST GO FOR
A RIDE WITH ME.
Matt: I'LL SEE YA.
Sean: KEEP OUT OF THE SUN FOR
AT LEAST 3 WEEKS AND REMEMBER
TO PUT THE OINTMENT ON.
BUT OTHERWISE, IT'S VERY...
FEMININE.
Sophia: YOU THINK SO?
WHAT HAPPENED TO DR. GRAYSON?
Sean: HE'S RETIRED.
IT'S OK.
HE WON'T HURT ANYBODY AGAIN.
Sophia: I TALKED TO ONE GIRL.
HE DID A GOOD JOB ON HER.
MAYBE HE DOESN'T ALWAYS DRINK.
Sean: YOU'RE NOT...
SOPHIA, HIS OFFICE WAS
UNSANITARY.
HIS PRACTICE--
Sophia: I KNOW. I KNOW THAT.
I ALSO KNOW OF AN HONORABLE BANK
TELLER WHO MAKES NO MONEY,
WHO HASN'T YET BECOME WHAT SHE'S
SUPPOSED TO BECOME.
[WEEPS]
Sean: I'LL HELP YOU FIND THAT
PERSON...
FREE OF CHARGE.
Sophia: YOU'LL BE MY DOCTOR?
ARE YOU SERIOUS?
YOU'RE VERY PROGRESSIVE,
DR. SEAN McNAMARA.
Christian: IT'S CHRISTIAN.
CAN YOU HANG ON A SECOND?
WHAT'S UP?
Sean: I'M READY TO REVISIT
THE WALLACE FORSYTHE ISSUE.
Christian: WHY?
Sean: I'VE COME TO THE
CONCLUSION THAT WITH GUARANTEED
MONEY FLOWING IN, WE'RE FREE TO
TAKE ON MORE PRO BONO.
ADDITIONALLY...
I THINK YOU'RE RIGHT.
I NEED TO LOOSEN UP.
SO WHAT IF THESE WOMEN ARE
IN PORN?
THEY'RE NOT HURTING ANYBODY.
Christian: YES, THEY ARE.
I TERMINATED THAT CONTRACT
THIS AFTERNOON.
Sean: WHAT ARE YOU TALKING
ABOUT?
Christian: WE HAVE STANDARDS
HERE, SEAN, THAT ARE MORE
IMPORTANT THAN MAKING MONEY.
Sean: WHAT MADE YOU CHANGE
YOUR MIND?
Christian: YOU.
I'M KIND IN IN THE MIDDLE
OF SOMETHING.
Sean: SURE.
Christian: SORRY ABOUT THAT.
Merril: SO WALLACE FORSYTHE
CALLS ME THIS MORNING AND SAYS
SHE'S BRINGING ME HER BUSINESS.
DOES THAT MEAN YOU'RE COMING
WITH HER?
Christian: NOT TODAY, MERRIL.
Merril: YOU'RE KIDDING ME.
I'M UP TO MY ASS IN TIT JOBS.
I NEED YOU.
Christian: THE TIMING'S NOT
RIGHT.
Merril: I UNDERSTAND.
MY DOOR'S ALWAYS OPEN,
CHRISTIAN.
YOU LET ME KNOW WHEN YOU'RE
READY TO WALK THROUGH IT.
Ron: OK. NOT A DING AND ONLY
50 MILES ON IT.
BUT I THINK YOU'RE MAKING
A MISTAKE, CHRISTIAN.
THIS CAR TELLS THE WHOLE WORLD
WHO YOU'VE BECOME.
Christian: WHICH IS WHY
I'M RETURNING IT.
Julia: THANKS AGAIN FOR MAKING
DINNER.
Sean: WE'LL GET YOU TO ACE THAT
NEXT TEST, JULES.
DON'T WORRY.
I DON'T CARE HOW MUCH PASTA
I HAVE TO BOIL.
Julia: [LAUGHS]
SO GUESS WHAT I FOUND UNDER
THE BED THIS MORNING.
YOU WANT TO WATCH?
Sean: WE HAVE A NEW CLIENT,
AND I--I NEED TO BRUSH UP ON
THESE PROCEDURES.
MAYBE THIS WEEKEND?
Julia: SURE.
Marcus: HI.
COME IN. COME IN.
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