Life Like

I didn't know how fucked up Sophie and I were

until we got Henry.

I don't know about this, James.

This is the future, Soph.

How could we at least not see this?

It just feels so weird.

No, this should be exciting.

I am.

You are what?

Excited.

Good.

Let's go inside.

Soph, it's just a dream you're talking about.

Yeah, but I think dreams

are our subconscious trying to talk to us.

All right. What you think it is that your dream's trying to tell you?

Hmm.

That I'm in the right place, at the right time.

My baggage is gone. I'm happy.

Me too.

You sure you want this thing?

No, I just wanted to watch you carry it.

I mean, look at it. It's so beat and heavy.

You have to look at the lines.

Put new fabric on this thing and it's gonna be beautiful. And best, it's free.

You just have to lug it upstairs and I'll do the rest. I promise.

I love you too.

That will do it.

Anything else I can do for you guys?

You could join us for dinner on Saturday night.

That's mighty kind. Not necessary.

Oh, please. I insist. Let us properly thank you.

Sophie, it's my job.

Barry, it's easier to just give her what she wants. Trust me.

All right, you win. I'd love to come.Great.

Thank you.See you then.

I love it.

Oh, me too.

And I love you.

Yeah?Yeah.

Hello.

James, I'm really, really sorry.

It doesn't feel like home.

And it won't if you don't try.

James, I'm here to try because I wanna support you.

I'm just telling you how I feel.

You're leaving already?

Yeah, yeah. I'm just kind of freaking out a little.

You know, I just want to get in early,

calm my nerves before I have to jump in, you know.

Well, why don't you stay and relax?

We can make a big breakfast.

No, Soph. It's my first day. Come on.

It's your company. You can make the rules.

Yeah, and I'm sure these people think

I'm just some fucking undeserving brat as it is, right?

Look, I really just need to get in there early,

get my bearings, ease into things, okay?

And hey, this... this is really sweet.

I love it. Great Expectations.

Help keep me grounded.

Coffee?

No, thanks.

This will do it. Just gonna take it upstairs.

Miss Sophie, would you prefer the chicken or the soup for lunch?

It's just Sophie. No, "Miss" needed.

And I-- I'm good.

But it's my job.

Take a break.

So, no soup today?

No. No.

Look, I'm not-- I'm not James.

I didn't grow up like this. I don't need this.

Just, um, do whatever you want, okay?

I just need to be alone.

He wanted you to steer this in your direction.

"The new era," he'd say.

This is what your father wanted. Trust me.

And you think the others would get on board with my green revolution?

It is all about how you present it.

Make your environmental viewpoint make business sense,

and you will have these old codgers on canoe trips by next spring.

The living room.

Yeah, I know. It's a work in progress. I'll take care of it.

No, no, no, I'll fix it.

Rosa, stop. Please. Please, just stop.

Miss Sophie...

you don't have to fight this.

It's your new life. You should just enjoy it.

This is my job, and I-- I'm very thankful for it.

But are you?

When you were a little girl, what did you wanna be?

I'm pretty sure it wasn't someone's housekeeper.

I am so happy here.

I am very thankful for my job.

That's not what I'm trying to say. I know you are.

And you're great at your job. And I appreciate that.

But...

I'm trying to feel more comfortable here.

And I want you to as well.

So instead of telling me to enjoy my new life,

why don't you tell me what your ideal new life would be.

Hello!

Hello! Anyone here?

I'm in the bedroom.

Where is everyone?

What?

I fired them.

You what?

-Babe, before you get weird just-- -Wait.

You're serious.

Mm-hmm.Sophie, why?

-Why would you do that? -We don't need them.

Babe, they're just an unhealthy distraction. Trust me.

A distraction? Babe, this is a big house.

We need help dealing with it. Trust me.

Do you know how long it's been since Rosa has gone to see her family in Guatemala?

Her son, Carlos?

I don't even know Rosa. She wasn't working here when I was a kid.

Fourteen years.

Fourteen years she hasn't seen her only son.

I-- I sent them off to find their dreams.

Their dreams? Sophie, this is their life.

Their livelihood.

This is-- This is what they do.

Yeah, I also gave them two years' pay.

You what?

What? We have more money than God now.

I don't know why you're mad.

I'm-- I'm--

I'm not mad. I'm not mad. I'm just--

I'm-- I'm confused, I guess.

You don't indulge help by paying for their dreams to come true.

I'm not indulging them. I'm liberating them.

Look, if we're gonna be rich people, this is the version of them we're gonna be.

Not overlords to indentured servants.

That's not who we are.

Soph, I can't believe you did this.

Believe it.

Because it happened.

And we're gonna be better for it.

Every one of us.

You're crazy. You're crazy.

You think so?Yeah.

You wanna know what else?

What?

Come here.

Now--

Now we have this big, big mansion all to ourselves.

Yeah.

We don't give a shit about the environment.

I mean, is that really what we want this company to look like?

I'm gonna be blunt.

You're being too idealistic.

Unfortunately, this is the most cost-effective way to build in today's global world.

It's your wife. It sounds urgent.

Soph.

I'm losing my mind and I need your help with this lawn.

I'm at work.

I know that, James.

I'll do it tonight.

How do I fucking do this shit?

That's what I fucking did.

We were still at the loft, and it was done up like we'd always talked about.

You know, the spare room and everything.

We were so happy.

It's a dream.

I can't have servants, assistants.

It's not how you treat people.

It makes me constantly question why we're here.

Well, maybe you have to stop questioning it and just accept it.

I wish I could.

I don't know. There was something so safe.

Not just living off the monthly allowance Dad gave, you know.

No real responsibilities.

I don't know. I guess I thought that was what my life would be.

You can walk away from this anytime you want.

No. No, I want this.

This feels so much more real than that.

And harder, sure. But... real.

And what's holding you back?

Well, for one thing, my wife fired our help.

Every last one.

Why would she do that?

I think she wants me to let it all go and go back to our old lives.

In some ways,

firing all the help makes it impossible to live this new life,

and she knows that.

I feel trapped.

If this is something you really want,

you may need to fight her with your own arsenal.

James, you're a very rich man with many new resources.

There's always a solution.

A solution...

she may learn to love a lot more than you realize.

Please. I'm all ears.

Six months ago your father was approached

with a very interesting presentation, to say the least.

We all had to sign a confidentiality agreement.

I don't know about this, James.