Servant

You got it.

- Oh, my God. Oh, my God. - There you go.

Oh, my God. I can't.

- I can't. I can't do it. - You had it. It's over.

- You did it. - Oh, my God. Is he okay?

Hey, it's okay.

Good job. Yes. Congratulations.

- Is he breathing? Is he okay? - Yeah, he's breathing.

- He's perfect. - Let me see.

Jericho.

Wow, this is beautiful. Did you discuss keeping the placenta?

Keeping it?

Yeah, some people pay for an encapsulation process.

It can help with postpartum depression.

You ready? Here we go. Here we go.

There we... Hi!

Okay, ready? Look over here.

You're mad. You're mad.

We end tonight with some really good news. Take a look at this.

Our very own Dorothy Turner

posted a picture of herself with her newborn son today.

The baby came into the world 11 days ago

and weighed in at seven pounds, three ounces.

I hear that she named him Jericho.

That's right. That's right. A beautiful name for a beautiful baby.

Yeah. Congratulations, Dorothy.

And from all of the team, we can't wait to have you back with us.

Of course, when you're good and ready.

You got it?

Yeah.

So, when did they want you?

August. For a week.

You know, judging, tasting, picking a winner.

So, California. So, this is television.

Yeah, some basic cable network. I don't even think we get it here.

Why are you being so weird about this?

I don't think I'm being weird about it.

Do you think I'll be jealous?

Do I need to remind you? I'm on television every single day.

Not anymore.

I am five weeks in from a drug-free vaginal home birth.

Why don't you give me a little bit of credit?

Why don't you put him down for a nap and give me some help?

I'll organize, you carry.

This is making me dizzy.

They're organic.

Why Jericho? What does it mean? Biblically speaking.

It doesn't mean anything. It's just a great name.

Is it a name that gets pussy? I don't know.

I think you may have condemned your son to the life of the collar.

"City of Moon."

You're right. It doesn't mean shit.

So, when does the nanny arrive?

I don't know. I haven't chosen one yet.

And they're all so young. I don't know if I can trust them.

Yeah, but you don't want a bag of old bones bossing you around.

You want someone servile. If she just so happens to be hot...

Here, I can't have any more of this.

Take this, all of it. You're bad for me.

- Bye. - Bye.

Bye, baby.

- Hey. - Hey. Where you headed?

I know.

Hi.

Hello.

Okay, here.

Here we go.

Can you hold that for me? Okay.

Hey.

And the gourmet who goes home is...

Chef Philip.

Chef Sean?

Your beetroot chips were acidic, and the lemon was sweet.

The coconut crust was a great way to introduce texture to the lamb,

but they don't belong on the plate together.

So... your journey is over.

It's 97.2.

Perfect!

You can still be sick and not have a fever.

If you're worried, take him to the ER.

Do you want me to look hysterical?

Look, you gotta tell 'em you need more cake makeup.

You look exhausted.

Because I'm fucking exhausted.

Oh, please. Don't go there, okay?

It is 300 degrees. I would kill to be at work right now.

I gotta feed him every half hour. He's up all night. And no one to help me.

Well, how about Uncle Julian steps up for a fucking change?

I think he's using again. I don't wanna bother him.

I'll be back Monday.

Why don't you and Jericho drive out to the airport?

He'll sleep all the way 'cause he loves the car,

and you can both be there to meet me.

- It's all about you, isn't it? - Dor...

Okay. Come on, buddy.

Okay.

Okay.

Yeah.

Your chocolate delice isn't set properly, and this marshmallow is offensive.

You needed to torch it, so we got some of the bitterness.

You didn't do that, and then you go and cover it in gold leaf?

It's like polishing a turd.

Don't listen to that horrible man.

Chef, hang up your knife.

Hi. You okay? You okay?

Mine, mine, mine.

Okay.

Chef Sean.

I couldn't feed this to my dog.

You're a disgrace to this profession. Do you even wanna be here?

Yes.

Chef Drew.

Chef, I just have a question. Do you know what salt is?

Of course I know what salt is.

You sure?

Chef Mason, hang up your knife.

Leanne. Is everything okay?

Your car alarm's been going off for a half hour.

I couldn't find the keys.

- Sean. - It's Tuesday. Fish market in Richmond.

Keys. Keys. Where are the keys?

Mrs. Turner.

Well, you're fertile again.

Soon Jericho can have a little sister to love and protect.

Yeah.

I can do that, Leanne. I'm quite capable.

I like to be busy.

Yes, I've noticed you've been helping Sean a lot in the kitchen as well.

Hasn't gone unnoticed.

I've learned a lot from watching him. He's very...

Talented, yes.

As long as you have time for everything else.

Have I not been paying enough attention to Jericho?

That's not what I'm saying, Leanne. Don't put words in my mouth.

I'll never get back to sleep now.

Well, if we're quiet, we'll have another hour or so before Jericho wakes.