Only Love Matters

Are you okay?

One... two...

...three, four...

...five.

How are we feeling today, Beatrice? Hey.

Bet we feel good now that our mane's all combed, don't we?

They should be here soon. Are you excited?

-Not really. -Nothing wrong with a bit of glamor.

I guess.

Do you think I could be in the shoot, maybe?

Have you ever modeled before?

-No. But I think of myself as a natural. -

Oh, this is cool.

It's okay.

Oh. Look at that guy.

-Makes me wish I was one of the horses. -

- Natasha, can you please... -

-I'll be in the office. -You're not going to watch?

He might take his shirt off.

Stef.

Oh, my God.

What, are you trying to hide from me?

No, of course not.

Are you sure you're not stalking me?

You wish.

Oh, don't tell me you're shallow enough

to think models don't like to read books.

I think no such thing.

I'm only teasing.

And, honestly, I'm not following you.

No, it's, it's fine.

-What are you looking for? -Hmm?

Book. You looking for anything specific?

No, it-- um...

Well, uh... No.

Go on, tell me.

I have this stupid tradition.

I always get one book the day before my birthday.

Oh, I like that. That's not stupid. That's a great tradition.

How about you? Are you looking for anything specific?

Not particularly.

Tell you what? We go around the store

and we pick a book for each other.

-What? -Come on, it will be fun.

I'll go round and see if I can find a book that you haven't read before

and will hopefully find interesting,

and you do the same for me.

Okay, I guess.

Okay, great. I'll see you at the counter.

Okay.

You've been sent a gift.

I didn't remember it was your birthday today.

Yeah, I just don't like to make a fuss.

Don't like making a fuss. Luckily, someone else did for you.

Secret admirer?

Not really.

Well, good for you.

R.R.

That doesn't stand for Ryan Reynolds, does it?

Natasha, it's not nice to snoop like that.

Sorry.

It's not Ryan Reynolds, right?

No, obviously.

If you must know, it's Ryan, the model from the shoot the other day.

Well done, he's gorgeous.

-I guess. - Yeah, right.

Chocolate cake and a card like that?

You've done more than guessing.

-Natasha. -Just saying.

I have work to do.

I can't believe you're not ready yet. We're gonna miss the start.

I'm almost there.

Okay. Let's go.

What is this?

-Is that a trick question? -I'm serious. Why do you have this book?

It was my sister's book.

What's the big deal?

-Your sister? -Yeah. She was intersex.

-I need to leave. -Stef, hold up.

Stef, we'll miss the start of the movie.

Stef. Goddamn it. Stef!

I'm sorry. I really freaked out on you.

I just have an issue with that topic.

That book caught me by surprise.

Can I ask why?

My mother, m-- my adoptive mum, is intersex.

And...

...I haven't seen her in years.

I'm so sorry, Stef.

So you have a sister?

Uh...

I did.

Rachel.

She died a few years ago.

I'm so sorry to hear that.

She had a tough upbringing.

Never really felt comfortable in her own skin.

Rachel went to that bridge we met on on many occasions.

But then that book you found came into her life and...

...it was a revelation.

It changed everything for her.

Suddenly she knew she wasn't the only one.

She didn't feel so alone.

It was a tragic irony that she left this world soon after all that.

The author of this book, Stef,

she went through so much in her life,

but she never quit.

She never gave up. She just kept going.

And she did so much good in this world.

And that inspired Rachel to keep going...

...and to be true to who she really was.

What?

Please, Stef, give the book a read.

No, I can't do that.

Please, Stef.

Charles, my old dear friend.

- You were lucky. -

- -

No, Samesh. Put this thing away

before your father sees it and goes mad again.

It's not a thing. It's my friend, Ratisha.

You, shh.

And stop encouraging him.

He took it by himself.

Go and put it away.

Go.

- I... - I...

- ...C-E. - ...C-E.

- C-E. - C-E.

- C... - C...

- ...R-E... - ...R-E...

-...A-M. -...A-M.

- Ice cream. -Ice cream.

No.

I don't want to talk about this anymore.

I thought I had made myself perfectly clear on the subject.

But, Suneil, Samesh looks like a girl even at bath time.

I don't care.

At the time of birth, doctor said baby more looks like a boy.

So he grows up like one.

Already we have a daughter.

We will not have another one.

And don't bring this up...

...otherwise you will regret it.

How dare you disobey me?

I will skin you alive!

You hear me?

-I will kill you with my own hands! -No, Suneil. Please stop.

I have written a letter to the God.

Can you go with me to the temple?

Oh, God, is playing with dolls a sin?

My dad beats me just because you made me like this.

I'm not a boy.

Why don't you take me to heaven?

Stop worrying, Sai.

Your son has secured a very good job.

He will earn a lot of money and be very successful.

But... he doesn't know anything about that country.

Aryan is a trustworthy man,

and he's spoken to a very nice family there

who will keep him like he's one of their own.

The transaction is complete. Good to go.

You spoke to the lawyer? Everything in order?

Samesh...

...this is Hiran and Parisha.

From now on, you have to obey them, okay?

You have to be respectful and behave well.

Well, Samesh,

the gods are smiling down upon you.

And from now on, you'll be fortunate and honored

that you'll be serving in our home.

And you will have the privilege of staying with us.

Do you understand,

or are you as simple as you look?

Well?

I understand.

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