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Holy Shit!
Gio!
Gio!
Not her, you bright light!
Her!
Help!
Is that your baby's doll?
Well, no. I don't have a baby, yet.
Is that because you're old?
I'm sorry?
Mrs. Sanders?
Well, unfortunately,
we didn't accomplish what we set out for.
Jessica, I think that it is time that we discuss
some alternative options.
Options?
Options are good, Jessica.
Here you go.
Do you happen to have any idea why this round didn't work?
I ran some tests, seeing that this is your third attempt.
And what I found really didn't surprise me.
Your eggs are mature.
"Mature", as in?
Refer to them as geriatric.
"Geriatric"?
Mm-hm.
That's a horrible way to refer to, well...
To anything.
Well, it's common in women over 40.
Yeah, but I'm not 40.
Oh.
I apologize.
Oh, yes, I see here that
you're gonna be 40 in less than two weeks.
Well, some women peak earlier than others.
- It's common. - Hm.
This is not a guarantee,
but using a donor will certainly increase
your chance of conceiving.
Now, I know it may seem daunting at first,
and I realize it is quite an expense,
but honestly, can you put a price on life?
Well, apparently you can!
There are so many Hispanic women out there,
all with big hearts,
and they are ready, willing, and able.
I don't, I...
I don't want someone like me.
You know, if it's not me...
Well, then it's...
It's not me!
That's understood.
It's a huge decision.
So go home, throw your feet up,
and just review some of the applications
that Gordon selected.
I'm sorry. Uh...
"Gordon selected"?
Hey, Gordon?
Kramer needs you, ASAP.
What now?
I don't know.
Just says he needs you.
Sanders.
I need you to fix my laptop.
It seems to have a virus or something wonky like that.
Um, yeah, but that's your personal computer.
So, I'm not too sure how comfortable I am,
handling something that doesn't belong to the bank.
Sanders.
Have you ever wondered why you haven't been promoted?
Uh, yeah. Well, I think it's corporate culture, you know?
Something to do about, uh, seniority?
No.
It's because you don't take chances.
I need a go-getter.
Are you my go-getter, Sanders?
Maybe.
Here's the deal, Sanders.
You find and remove whatever has gone wrong with my laptop,
and I will consider giving you a promotion.
Thought you were already considering-
We have a deal?
Um, yeah.
Hey, did you clear this with corporate?
I will need it fixed before the bunny is resurrected, yes?
But, but sir, that's only two days from now.
And God created the world in six.
Right.
Do I need a password or something to access the laptop?
I am God at 666.
Now, if you'll excuse me, a woman lies await.
Give her my best.
Oh, shit.
Let's start by relaxing our shoulders.
Let your head tilt back.
You need to make sure that you sit for at least
five more minutes, or it's not going to work.
- - You hear me, huh?
Keep your culito over the pot,
until the mint evaporates up your chocha.
Abuela, I have enough up my chocha
to make a gallon of mojitos!
Don't repeat that with abuela. She'll kick my ass.
- Becca! - What?
Ayo, what the hell?
Lionel! Yeah?
That mofo kicked me and his baby out of the house,
and changed the locks on me.
What did you do now?
I didn't do nothing, abuela!
He just thinks that because he works at a lock and key,
he can change the locks like he change his women.
No.
Do you ever just think of calling first?
Ay.
Come here.
- Come with me. - Take her, please.
Oh, you're tired.
She's not tired.
Dang, you got like no maternal instinct.
What?
She's just vibing off that stanky
negative energy you got, duh.
Excuse me?
Could be.
Okay, all right.
You know what? I'm late.
It's always a pleasure, really.
You still trying to manufacture a baby?
Don't you have like a job to go to?
Do I have time for a job? I'm a stay-at-home mom now.
Oh, and that's not a job?
Do I get paid?
Oh-ho! Okay, all right.
You see that? And I'm the one that's not maternal.
Guys, Mrs. Sanders is here. Let's rehearse.
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