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I'm gonna say our mantra, "This is the voice I want to use"...

over and over again, but with different inflections.

And I want you to try and mimic what I'm doing.

This is the voice I want to use. This is the voice I want to use.

Now, I'm gonna press down on our tongue and watch...

what's happening in the back of our mouths. Ready?

- Any suicidal tendencies? - No.

Have you ever felt as though you were being followed?

No.

- Any history of family mental illness? - No.

Medical procedures to date?

The usual electrolysis, 3 years of hormone therapy...

facial feminization surgery, a brow lift, forehead reduction...

jaw re-contouring, and a tracheal shave.

You look very authentic.

I try to blend in, keep a low profile.

I believe the slang terminology is "living stealth".

- Do you consider yourself a happy person? - Yes.

I mean, no. I mean... I will be.

Miss Osborne, there's no such thing as a right answer in this office.

Yes. I'm a very happy person.

How can I help you if you won't be honest with me?

You can sign that consent form. Please.

The American Psychiatric Association categorizes gender dysphoria...

as a very serious mental disorder.

After my operation not even a gynecologist will be able to detect...

anything out of the ordinary about my body.

I will be a woman.

Don't you find it odd that plastic surgery can cure a mental disorder?

How do you feel about your penis?

It disgusts me.

I don't even like looking at it.

- What about friends? - They don't like it either.

No. I mean, do you have the support of friends?

I'm very close to my therapist.

What about your family?

My family is dead.

I mean darn. Darn it. Darn it. Darn it. Darn it. Darn it.

Good night, Bree. Sleep tight, Bree.

Olé!

This is the voice. Hi.

This is the voice.

Hello. May I please speak to Mr. Or Mrs. Bhumibol Niratpattanasai?

Mrs. Niratpattanasai, this is Bree Osborne calling...

with a special introductory offer from the National Home Shopping...

Hello?

Stanley Schupak doesn't live here anymore. Who's calling?

Stanley doesn't have a son. You must have the wrong number.

How old are you?

Why don't you call your mother?

Hello. May I please speak to Mr. Jamal Niang?

Mr. Niang, it's Bree Osborne calling from the National Home Shopping Club...

with a special introductory rate of only $19.90... Hello?

- He signed it. - I am so proud of you!

Two signatures. I hereby pronounce you officially legal...

to undergo sexual reassignment surgery.

Thank you.

I... I just...

Thank you.

So, what else is new?

I made my sales quota for the month on Tuesday.

That pink lamb's wool cardigan that I ordered arrived.

Oh, and this is odd. I got a phone call last night...

from a juvenile inmate of the New York prison system.

- He claimed to be Stanley's son. - No third person.

My son.

I thought you told me that you were a virgin.

There was this one girl in college. But the whole thing was so...

tragically lesbian that I didn't think it counted.

Wow!

- A son! - An alleged son.

He's probably just some sort of scam artist.

What's he scamming you for?

I guess we'll never know.

Nothing is gonna stop me from checking into that hospital next week.

I'm not gonna get dragged back into Stanley's old life.

Stanley's life is your life!

Why don't you get in touch with the mother?

She's dead.

Anyway, he's a teen. He's old enough to take care of himself.

Bree, this is a part of your body that cannot be discarded.

I don't want you to go through this metamorphosis...

only to find out you're still incomplete.

What if I...

visit him later... after my surgery, after I've...

settled into my new life?

When you're ready.

What are you doing?

I can't give this to your surgeon right now.

Yes, you can. I can't miss my surgery on Friday.

They're booked up a year in advance.

I'll wire bail money to New York.

I'll call a social worker and have someone check in on him.

- What do you want me to do? - Bree...

honey, I just want you to be ready.

Hello? May I please have the number of the New York City...

downtown lock-up?

Mr. Schupak?

Ms. Schupak. I mean, Ms. Osborne. I changed it.

Can I ask what your relationship is to the prisoner?

Allegedly I'm his...

Allegedly he's... my son.

This is a new one. According to this, he shoplifted a frog!

Plus we have testimony that he was in possession of a small amount...

of a suspicious-looking white powder.

Although emergency services was unable to recover the evidence.

Drugs? Is he an addict?

Most of them are.

Most of whom are?

Are you aware that your son's been hustling on the streets...

working as a prostitute?

- How much is the bail? - Bail's set at 1 dollar.

I can't possibly afford... 1 dollar?

Sabrina Claire Osborne!

Meet Toby Wilkins.

My friends call me Bree.

Jesus the Reformer?

That's one of these churches sending missionaries out...

to guide street people back to God. - No.

I'm...

from the Church of the Potential Father.

Oh, yes.

Dear God, bless this food, and bless this restaurant...

and all the people in it, and everyone else... everywhere.

Sic transit Gloria Mundi, in excelsis Deo. Amen.

Do you have any percs? Vicodin? Anything with codeine?

Sorry, I'm all out.

So why don't you tell me something about yourself?

I'm not naming any names.

I said about yourself! Is Toby short for something?

- A diminutive? - No, it's American.

Where do you come from?

- Callicoon. - Where's Callicoon?

In Kentucky. Duh.

Is that where your family is?

My mother's dead. She had a stroke.

Is there anyone else?

- I had a stepfather. - That's wonderful!

Me and him don't get along.

- Why not? - T.M.I.

Too much information.

What about grandparents? Aunts? Uncles?

I don't need any family. I can take care of myself.

I'm a loner.

That's wonderful. That's the spirit.

I've been meaning to thank you for bailing me out.

You're welcome.

I decided in jail, I'm going to give up hustling.

- It's degradable. - Degrading.

- How many... people inhabit... this place? - 3.

By the way, I was just holding those drugs for a friend. I'm not stupid.

Junkies just live for the day, no ambition or anything.

- You have ambition? - Yeah.

I'm gonna get a career in the movies.

10... 20... 40.

60... 80... 100.

Here.

- Will it hold you for a while? - Yeah. Dude, this is great.

I wish you'd stop calling me "dude"!

Well, I best be on my way.

I've got a flight to Los Angeles early in the morning.

Maybe I'll see you out there. That's where they make the movies, right?

I'm gonna hitchhike out there, like... tomorrow.

You can't.

You don't wanna add jumping bail to your permanent record.

I'll change my street name.

Something like Stanley. Stan. Stan the Man.

That's my dad's name.

There's his picture.

He's with my mom.

Are you okay?

I'm a little dizzy.

Beverly Hills is close to the ocean, right?

Maybe I'll learn how to surf. Dye my hair blonde for the movies.

They love blonds there. "Blond in Blond", "Stocks and Blonds"...

"Bodacious Blond Bottoms". Not that I'm a bottom or anything.

Are you talking about pornographic films?

Duh.

Is there a...

ladies room in this establishment?

- Hello? - Margaret, it's Bree. I'm in New York.

It turns out this whole jail episode was just a big mistake.

Talk to me!

He's a thoroughly independent young man!

We're getting along famously.

He's going to come visit me after my surgery and...

I promised to take him to Disneyland. - I see.

So I thought I'd take an early flight back tomorrow. Get back to work.

Recoup some of the money I spent on this trip before my surgery next week.

How are you?

Right now I'm a little disappointed because you're lying to me.

Is there anything else you'd like to say?

There appears to be a step-father. Perhaps I can effect a reunion.

Have you ever heard of a place called Callicoon?

I just conferred with my immediate superior at The Church.

She feels that getting you away from this unwholesome environment...

is my moral duty.

Free ride, free food, free motel rooms, all the way to L.A.

Uh-uh. Nothing's free.

You're gonna end up marrying her and spending all your life...