I'm truly thrilled. Torvald is my everything.
Or is it Krogstad? Hang on. Ugh! Shoot!
How the hell do I still not know these lines?
It's gonna be all right. You have all day.
No. I'll be at work all day. I have tons of lessons.
And I promised I'd pay a visit to Pam.
This is gonna be so embarrassing.
It's just a little bout of stage fright. You have nothing to lose.
Don't give up, Mom.
This is your dream. You have to fight for it.
Yeah. You're right.
Okay, babies. I better head out.
-Mind taking the kids to school? -It's not my turn.
I think it's wonderful that you're coming tonight.
I'm really flattered.
-Yes, well… -Mwah.
Okay, wish me luck.
Okay, about the play tonight, if you really don't like it,
if it stinks… say that, okay, guys?
It'll help your mother.
Hmm?
ROOSTERS
As your contract stipulates, I decide what happens with this show.
We don't want our names to be associated with this,
so take them out of the credits.
Mm. No bonuses for you, then?
-We can use pen names. -That's kinda dramatic, no?
-That's enough. We're done. -No, guys. Hold on…
I know Roosters has success written all over it. Trust me.
I… Dammit.
You all good, boss?
I'm the new CEO, but now I'm not getting taken seriously.
-Those chicks are on the rag. -You can't say that, Robert.
And why not? Huh?
A truly brave skipper learns to sail through the Red Sea.
You can't say that either. Why are you here?
The production costs for the Roosters pilot. We're over budget.
Where's my sexy CEO?
Hey, what are you doing here?
I was in the neighborhood, and I thought, "Hey, he's the boss."
"I'll just say hi."
Hello!
-Oh. -I'm Robert.
I, uh, follow you on Instagram. I'm a big, big fan of your yoga videos.
Those leggings? Oh, they're incredible.
Okay, Robert. Uh, thanks. I will get back to you.
-Yes, and those makeup tutorials. -Yeah.
With that cream you rub all over your body.
-It's really… something. -Mm-hmm.
-Come on. -Yeah.
Okay, we spoke to the director, and he totally agrees with us. I--
-Ah. -This is… Stevie. She's my partner.
Stevie, this is the team. Sanne, Bodil, and Yuki.
-All female. Cool. -Yeah.
-Not the boss, though.
So… I'll let you get back to work. You've got a lot going on.
Oh. Excuse…
You wanna come with me? I'll walk you out. Sorry.
-Good luck with the series. -Thanks. See you.
-This way, beautiful. -Hey, hang on, Robert.
-Uh… would you help me out? -Oh?
I wanna surprise Mike for his birthday. With a little party.
Super. Love surprise parties.
I was thinking seven o'clock tomorrow at our house. And you can invite everyone.
-Yeah, and all the mansplaining. -Ladies. Hey, ladies.
Stevie is throwing a surprise party for Mike tomorrow.
Mike's been stressed over the series, so I thought he deserved a reward.
I… I can't tomorrow night.
-I can't do it either. -Sorry.
No, that's fine. Okay.
Uh… anybody have a number for Kristel? I would love to invite her too.
-Yep, I've got it. -Yeah?
Yeah.
Okay, great. I hope to see you tomorrow, then.
Just try not to… spoil it, ladies.
Come on. I'll be there, for sure.
-Actually, I'll be there. -I will too.
I'll join you.
All forms of exercise improve the quality of your sperm, man.
Yeah. But it says here that stress is really bad for your swimmers.
Carrots are good for them too.
-Damn, I-- -Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Your phone shouldn't be close to your nuts.
-Radiation'll fry your balls. -Where am I supposed to put it?
It doesn't matter.
I mean, for all I know, I've been sterile my whole life, man.
A lot of wasted condoms.
-Yeah. -What are you gonna do if it doesn't work?
Well, my brother could help.
-Mm. Well… -Patrick? The junkie?
No, man. He's clean now. He's clean.
We… We have the same genes.
-And is Stevie okay with that plan? -We still have to talk about it. Yeah.
It's another option. I'm just trying to stay open.
"An option."
You can't lie to her like that.
Yeah. You're right.
-Nice phone case. -Tess's old phone. It's all I have now.
You could pull off that color. How 'bout a necklace?
Uh, Ivo. Roos here. Did you delete that video yet?
Call me back and let me know. Please.
Hi, Roos. Uh, it's me, Ivo. Um, listen.
-Please don't worry. I'm on top of it. -Wait, you just said you might--
So, uh… I'll see ya… at work, cool?
Great. Later. Smooches. Uh, so long.
What happened to not lying, huh?
I want her to stop talking about the video.
She's totally obsessed.
I mean, I get it. If my ex had some video like that of me,
whoa, I'd be really stressing out over it.
-I'd lose my mind. -Yeah, but I would keep it.
What if she tells her dad it wasn't a consensual encounter?
-Right? -Wait, wrong password? How?
Oh, Tess. She has all my passwords.
Ugh, that dude.
Hey, so did Pam get pregnant from that old dude?
No, she, um… had an operation. Yeah, they removed the uterus.
Where'd you hear that?
I, uh… I was her contact for the hospital.
Mm.
-Who's Marcel? -No one.
The guy who blew me the other night.
SORRY! YOU HAD TO LEARN TOO!
Ah, ah!
-Turn it. More. Turn it harder. -Hey, one instructor's plenty.
But at this rate, she won't pass the test.
-Would you please control your dog, sir? -No. Down. Hey, Chipsy.
What's with you? We've been over this, Tess.
Mental block? I don't know.
Well, you better fix it, or you'll fail tomorrow.
I don't respond well to pressure, all right?
Um, uh…
Okay, you want my professional advice? Have a beer beforehand.
-What? -It'll take the edge off.
-You'll be in the zone. -What if I get breathalyzed?
No one's gonna breathalyze you. Besides, I'm the driver. Remember?
Okay, how 'bout I park it?
Jesus. Oh, piss off, you old dickhead! How about minding your own business?
Andrea, what is it?
I won't be able to keep on working here much longer, I'm afraid.
Why's that? Uh, can you earn more at another house?
Oh, that's not it.
No, I want to keep working for you.
I'm afraid Mr. Mike might kick me out.
He'd never do that to you.
-Well, there's a little more to it. -Did you and Mike have a fight?
I'm having a child.
Well, I would like to take this opportunity to congratulate you
on a successful surgery.
-Sorry. I'm not allowed to have alcohol. -Really?
Mm-mm.
-Just a sip for the pain? -It's not that bad.
-Oh, well. That's good. -Yeah.
-Mm. -Hey, don't you have a performance?
Uh, yeah. Yeah. I thought it might help my stage fright a bit, so, cheers.
Mm.
Mm. Expecting someone?
No.
-Hey. Shh. -What are you doing here?
Checking on the patient.
-Hey. -Not necessary.
I've got it under control.
Korean chicken. A little coleslaw. And for dessert… a lava cake.
Oh, but don't worry. There's no ring in it.
Watch out for him. You're vulnerable, and he wants to exploit the situation.
Hi, Greg.
We have to be at the theater soon. Where are you, hon?
Uh, Pam is still feeling really weak, so I have to stay a little longer.
Oh, honey, come on. Is it the stage fright? You'll do great.
All good, Greg. She's on her way now.
Uh, yeah, okay. I'll… I'll see you soon.
-Hey, I better head out. -Aw, that's too bad.
-It's all right. I should get to bed now. -Yeah.
I'll, uh, speak to you both later.
But, uh… I really don't mind staying.
Hey, you heard her. Hit the road, Jack. Come on.
Hey, hello? How come you hate me?
Maybe 'cause you cheated on my friend.
Right, but you did that too. And I'm not shit-talking you around town.
I cheated once in eight years.
How many times did you go around the block?
Duh, duh, duh.
She doesn't want you back, dude. Accept it. Leave her alone.
If she didn't, why'd she break up with the old geezer?
Jesus, she broke up with him 'cause she screwed Armand's son, Danny.
-Ah, fuck. -Wait, she…
So Pam slept with the son of her boyfriend?
My lips are sealed. Ah, shit.
FEEL LIKE SHARING THE LAVA CAKE?
Ugh.
How many attempts you have?
Ugh! Three. What the hell is the password?
-Gotta run. Can't keep number 11 waiting. -Come on.
It's ten bodies, right?
Yeah, but I haven't healed from your father's cruel rejection yet.
-11-25-2008. -What's that?
My wedding day. The kind of trauma you never forget!
Pfft.
I'll try the office. I should check the keychain on my work computer.
Mike. Mike. Come here. Mm.
She's knocked up.
Who… Who is?
Andrea. The father is Hristo.
But… I thought they hated each other.
Well, evidently, they made up. She's so stressed and upset about it.
-Not to mention she's married. -Right. Now what?
Well, I think she should bring the kid over. They'll be able to play.
Unbelievable, right? We've been trying so hard.
Then they have one quickie off the books, and bingo!
Yeah, but, honey, you've really been putting a lot of pressure on us.
And we've barely begun.
What's that for?
Nothing.
Until that day, we keep on suffering…
in this sick, sick, horrid, and awful world!
Ah, who can bear to live… in a world full of pain and suffering?
I can't!
I spit on the world.
I… die.
Yeah!
Oh. Hey, Aaron. Burnin' the midnight oil, huh?
-Yep, I'm a glutton for punishment. -Man, tell me about it.
Oh, yes.
Yeah, but I would keep it.
Then you'll have to get her verbal consent so that you have proof.
What if she tells her dad it wasn't a consensual encounter?
You good? Here to help if you need anything. Just say so.
Oh. No, it's just a tiny thing.
Had to lower one of the gutters a little bit.
-Um, already done. -The devil's in the details.
Don't work too hard, okay?
NEW FILE SHARED
Hello, I am Roos, and I'm horny as hell,
and I really wanna sleep with this man here.
Oh. Uh, hi.
Oh, you're gonna conk out and sleep really well, aren't ya?
Mom, you were so great tonight. You transformed on that stage.
Aw, sweetheart. What a lovely compliment. Mm. Mwah. Time for bed, baby.
Good night, Mom.
-Oh! Torvald. -Oh no. I welcome it.
Ugh, it's dead!
-No, hey, honey. Don't die on me! -I'm dead!
-No! -When I'm older, I think I wanna act too.
-Really? -Yeah.
Hold on. You were thinking architect, weren't you?
-Or an astronaut, right? -Mm.
Ah, it's all right. They're just excited.
Dream about it, buddy.
-And mama will too. Eh? -Good.
Mm. Oh! There's plenty of time to decide what you wanna be.
-Okay. -Now, go to sleep!
Oh!
You know, Jason and Sky were right. You were so great.
-Really? -Yes, really.
-You mean it? -Mm-hmm.
-Thanks. -I'm sorry I doubted you.
That wasn't fair. I… I'm a coward, I guess.
Well, I'm a coward too, Greg. I pretty much had to be pushed on stage.
Mm.
Oh, Greg.
-Are you acting? -Yeah. Practice makes perfect, right?
-No acting here. -Well…
Good morning.
-Here you are. -Oh, wow. That's, um…
-Hmm. -Hmm.
Daan, I don't know if it's the medication or what,
but, um… you seem different.
Mm-hmm.
More… mature.
Eh, more mature is a bit of a stretch. But I definitely feel like a new man.
-Was I too hard on you? -No. Why do you ask?
Recent events have forced me to really, uh…
mm, reexamine things.
-Uh, first, a croissant. -Mm.
Hey, Andrea.
Mr. Mike.
So, Stevie told me all about your… situation.
Take it easy. It's okay. All I wanna know is… was there harassment?
Hmm? Uh-uh.
No? Because a safe work environment is important. I can fire him.
-No. -Mm?
I… I… we both… Alcohol.
Okay, so there was formal consent?
Um… you wanted it too?
Completely, yeah.
Because, I mean, you're married, aren't you?
So, your… your husband, in, um… uh, South America, he's aware of this?
I know I've committed a horrible sin and I'll be punished by God!
We'll help you, okay? You're all right.
You're not alone. No matter your decision. No matter what happens. We've got you.
We're happy to cover the costs of the procedure, okay? All right.
Good morning.
-I really wanna sleep with this man here. -Oh. YouTube videos already, huh?
I can't believe you're such an asshole.
Huh? What'd I do?
I am Roos, and I'm horny as hell.
-Where'd you find that? -Ivo! Now!
Oh, uh, hi.
Levi. Listen.
It was a mistake. A virus or something.
I was trying to delete it.
I gave you a job here. And how do you repay me for that?
You seduce my daughter. And when she dumps you,
you send a revenge video to the whole office of her whoring around?
-Pop! -No, no, no, Roos.
You had your chance. Papa will take it.
All that hogwash about inclusivity, and this is how you act?
Um…
This is a difficult phase… for me.
And I'm trying my best to do everything right, but…
It's all so complicated.
What is complicated for you?
Being a man right now.
In this day and age… everything's so confusing.
And I feel like I'm… I'm not myself, really.
'Cause I'm… in the midst of… a significant transition.
Oh, so you're becoming a woman, then?
-Uh… -Hmm?
-Nervous? How we doing? -Nah, driving's a cinch. Let's ride.
Whoa.
Okay. I said a beer, Tess.
Yeah. Well, I prefer Jell-O shots, so… whoops.
I'll drive to the DMV. Come on.
-Try to sober up a little. -Pfft.
Oh shit.
Tess. Tess, we're about to start. Can't believe we got Wiegertje.
-Uh, good morning, Wiegertje. -Good morning.
Are you ready to begin?
You may advance slowly.
Hope you feel better, Wiegertje.
So am I getting a license?
Oh my God.
The woman from HR said it, and I just…
I don't know, I panicked.
Don't you think it's unacceptable to lie about stuff like that?
Well, it didn't do anything for me. I'm still gonna lose my job.
You don't have to put up with that. That is discrimination.
I'm not really trans, Danny.
But, hey, they can't be sure of that.
I mean… you think it's fair you're getting fired?
You didn't mean for people to see that video, right?
-No. -See? Yep.
-Look, I'm gonna give Harm a call. -Oh, yeah.
Trust me, he's the perfect person to consult in these situations.
-Whoa, no, hang on. Danny, don't! -Guys! He's here!
Hey, sweetie.
Surprise!
-We got you, didn't we, honey? -Yeah. Thank you.
Happy birthday, old fogy.
All right! Group hug!
-Whoa, whoa! -We got you a present.
Whoa!
-Yeah. Once a rooster, always a rooster. -Ha.
Sexy shirt, dude.
-Okay. I, uh… -Here you go, sweetheart.
-Yeah. Thank you. Great. Thanks. -Are you happy?
-Mm? -Yep.
Did you have to invite my colleagues to a party at our house, honey?
It's just gonna give them more reasons to hate me.
When they see all of this…
Well, it might be motivating for them.
They'll see what's possible with hard work.
Mm, yeah, or they'll think, "Jesus, this guy's getting rich off our work."
-Really. They might-- -Happy friggin' birthday, brother.
-Hey, hey. -Hey.
Dude. What, uh… Why are you here?
Your… Your parents are still on vacation.
And I wanted to make sure you had some family here today.
Aha. Mwah. So sweet.
Hey, uh, that was just a little prank. Okay?
What I asked you about in the noodle bar, that was just an excuse for us to meet.
-Hold on, Mike. Are you fucking with me? -Look, I missed you. You're my brother.
Don't tell me you fell for that prank. Did you?
Hey, you're paying me, no matter what.
I don't need your sperm, 'kay?
I really wanted to be a father, Mike.
Stevie? Hey, are these gluten-free?
-Uh… ooh, Andrea? -'Cause I am intolerant…
What's wrong?
Mr. Mike wants my baby out of the picture.
You misunderstood me. Of course I don't want to kill your baby.
I was just thinking of what's best for you.
Okay? Not to mention your marriage to Miguel.
But my husband, uh… thinks we should break up anyway.
He feels we've been living too far away. He wants out.
I want to marry Hristo.
Oh, are you serious?
Andrea, I don't want you concerned about money.
We can help with that.
We could even have the reception in our garden.
Wait, now we're gonna pay for a wedding?
-Ay! -Let's introduce you to Pam.
She's an excellent divorce lawyer. Miguel won't have any idea what hit him.
-Oh, you hear from Tess? How'd it go? -She failed.
Really? I'm spending an arm and a leg on lessons.
-I don't set her rates. -Yeah.
Ief, someone's here for you.
Ivo Hofman?
-Hello. -I'm Johanna van Dam.
I'm a lawyer who specializes in LGBTQ+ rights.
I spoke to Harm and told him what happened
and he immediately called the rainbow hotline, buddy.
You have the right to be who you wanna be.
-Yes. -You can't be fired for that.
-Wait, you got fired? -Uh…
Do you mind if we take this outside? It's crowded.
-Yep. -Give 'em hell, pal.
All right.
-Oh my God. -What?
So, Hristo accidentally got Andrea pregnant.
-Shit, dude. -Yeah.
It probably happened here. In this house. Under my roof. During working hours.
I'm paying this guy to take care of my house, you know? Then, he, um…
Check the cameras. I mean, there's gotta be footage of it.
If I understand,
you're still at the beginning of your transition?
Yeah. Uh, even my family doesn't know yet.
Well, having support can be important, yes,
but, frankly, this seems like a cut-and-dried case.
But I don't want this to get out of hand.
Honestly, if the company would use my design,
I would be happy to forgive and forget.
Listen, Ivo, you're not alone. I want to get you the justice you deserve.
And a huge fuckin' payout.
Jesus, there's over 6,000 files?
Sort it by date, bro. How far along is she now?
Good question.
Danny deserves a second chance too.
Are you sure you're feeling okay? The meds might be clouding your judgment.
Okay, forget it. How was your show?
-I was the star of the whole thing. -Yeah?
Yeah, I was. Even Greg said it.
I mean, he absolutely hates theater. He never goes.
Besides Hamilton. That one, he liked.
-Ah. Let the festivities begin. -Thank you.
-You must be Kristel. -Oh! That would make you Stevie, correct?
-Yeah, welcome. -Thank you for the invite.
-Kristel! -Hi.
How are you?
Hey, look who we have here.
Here.
-Hey, Kristel. Hey. All is good? -Hi.
Yeah, of course.
Uh, you have a minute?
-After you? -Yeah, perfect. Just a sec.
It was my friends.
They've been brainwashing me
with all that horseshit about embracing my vulnerability.
It's ironic, huh? I wanted to screw you, but I'm the one who got screwed.
Listen, Kristel… you're a beautiful woman. I mean that.
And under different circumstances, I would uh… um…
You were my boss.
Was. Yeah.
So now we can be intimate.
I'm back with my girlfriend.
As of now, she doesn't know, so please just…
Relax, Mike.
-She doesn't have to know anything. -Oh.
I actually just came by to give you a farewell gift.
You didn't have to do that.
-Ta-da! -Oh. What is it?
Pepper spray.
This way, you'll never have to feel unsafe ever again.
Congratulations. This is a great party.
-Ah, thanks, Robert. -Mm.
And I gotta say, inviting Kristel was a really smart move.
Thanks to you, they can be friends now.
They always were, right?
They were till Mike officially accused her of sexual harassment and came for her job.
That sort of poisoned the well, but you knew that.
Oh, wait, you didn't know?
Oh, wait. Don't say anything, please. Don't ruin the evening!
The party's so classy. And so are you!
Can we talk for a minute?
What are these files here?
-These ones? -I don't know.
-Those are… the live images. -Oh.
-Check it out. Living room, okay… -Ah.
Let's see. Uh, kitchen. And here's the bedroom…
-No! -You're lying to me again?
Danny, don't watch it. Violation of privacy.
I had to hear from that bald creep
that you reported your boss for sexual harassment.
-Danny, uh, turn it off. -But I didn't lie!
Mike, you took Kristel's job! Are you kidding me?!
Why are you picking tonight to talk about it?
Because you have no problem talking to those idiots.
You tell them everything. But I'm always in the dark.
How is this going to work if you're keeping things from me again?
But now you know. We've got it all out in the open.
Now we're gonna go downstairs, eat cake, and then throw everyone outta the house.
-No, wait. -Yeah?
Tell me what else you're hiding.
I might actually be infertile at the moment.
-Turn it off. -Whoa.
To think I organized a surprise party for you.
It's been humiliating for me, all right? I feel like I'm not a man.
-Where you going? -To drown my sorrows in champagne.
Where is the party? Here is the party!
Uh, you're leaving?
Hold on. We have cake.
Yeah, sorry. We have to head out.
-Hey Mike… -Hey.
About your cleaning lady…
You think she can suck me as well as a vacuum cleaner?
All right, Robert, believe me, there's somewhere you have to go.
-Uh… -Because it'll change your life for good.
Rio de Janeiro?
I love Latinas.
What does it mean to be a man in our world?
It's less clear every day.
We've defined masculinity, for centuries, by what men shouldn't become.
We don't wanna be drama queens.
We don't wanna be feminine. Or gay.
And above all, we don't wanna be vulnerable. what men shouldn't become.