ANYA

Anya, this is how you were born.

Before you, it was impossible.

Seriously?

Welcome to Little Tibet.

I'm Airbnb-ing it for the summer.

So, Marco,

Seymour is a geneticist and an old friend.

An old friend she almost married.

So...

Seymour, Marco and I have been trying to have a baby.

And you're coming to me to...

To clear something up...

for Marco...

as an expert.

What's there to be an expert in?

I'm an evolutionary geneticist,

by the way.

Not a fertility specialist.

But your wife already knows that.

-Any scientist will do for this. -So why are you here?

Because this isn't a medical issue.

And some things are just too embarrassing

to bring to your doctor.

Marco claims that we can't get pregnant

because he's cursed.

He claims that...

-From the horse's mouth, -

if you don't mind.

My family and my teachers, my neighbors

said anyone who left the community...

-would never have kids. -Has anyone?

-No one leaves. - You left.

-Where did you grow up? - Queens.

Immigrant community?

Country of origin?

Tiny island in the Caribbean. I've never been there.

Oh? Where in the Caribbean?

-I couldn't say. -

Okay. Does this tiny island have a name?

Narval.

Narwhal?

-Really? - I didn't name it.

Oh, all right.

Your parents. Alive, dead,

-major illness, any-- -Uh, they... they died.

Like mine.

Your parents died in a car crash?

Dad died of a heart attack. Mom...

had breast cancer, but...

she's still alive.

You said your mom died.

No, I didn't.

You definitely did.

Awkward.

Oh.

It says here you were advised to start in vitro.

Are you?

Well, you should be popping out

Narwhal-Korean quintuplets in no time.

Great. Thanks for your time.

You still don't believe me.

-Libby. -I...

That's it?

You didn't even take my blood.

I thought scientists were supposed to be open-minded.

Okay.

You want some test.

Okay, Marco. I'll run some test, hm?

Let me... let me get my test-running equipment.

Here.

Open wide.

Hmm...

-Here comes the train. -I got it. Thanks.

Thank you.

- - Libby,

-I really gotta go. -Use the sink.

It's gross.

"Unicorn horn."

- -

[man 1 and woman 1 speaking Spanish]

Getting to the Manhattan borough,

seven local trains.

Nice clothes.

Thanks.

I made them.

No way.

You're handy.

Red okay?

Oh, my clippings.

Yeah, I used to work for The Times

but I got bought out.

And now I work for Info, uh...

It's a local newspaper.

We cover crime and mayhem.

Um...

Yeah, how old are you?

The right age.

Oh...

I gotta...

I gotta type up my notes.

Mom.

Libby.

Hey.

Can I stay on your couch?

Just for a couple days, I...

I cook.

I clean, and...

I'll carry your bags up the hill.

Uh...

Sure.

You really carrying my bags?

Yeah.

All right.

-What about... -You want this one too?

-Can I? -All right.

What you looking for?

-Spices. Spices... -Oh...

Uh, well, if there is.

Yeah, I'm pretty sure...

I don't.

-Here we go. -

Oh.

Found pepper.

I'm not completely humiliated.

Thank you.

That's very sweet. Thank you. It looks delicious.

Mmm.

Wow.

So good.

A lot of pepper.

Wow, this is really good. Thank you.

You know, I...

know absolutely nothing about plants.

-First thing is the soil. -Okay.

-Yeah. - And what about...

-No. -

Oh!

That was just an excuse to touch you.

-Okay. -

Hey.

It looks great in here.

What's that?

Oh, I got that in Korea.

It's a hanbok.

It's a ceremonial wedding dress.

Did you get married in this?

No.

No.

That guy didn't work out.

- Hm. -

It's beautiful.

Oh, my god.

This wasn't your first time, was it?

Oh, my god.

I feel so old.

- -

I always get so chatty after sex.

Men always wanna sleep.

I wanna talk.

Libby is not my real name, by the way.

It's Jisoo.

Jisoo.

Yeah.

That's what my birth parents named me.

Four parents.

Lucky you.

Yeah, I never looked at it like that.

They're all dead now.