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The truth of the matter is we... we

won't know for a couple of decades

given the uptick in the use of those drugs.

- It will have been worth it.

- Let's not go there.

I'm gonna have to agree

with your husband.

Dr. Nachtigal will

assist. He's extraordinary.

And it's...

- Friday.

- Friday.

The earliest I could get.

- Uh, Jill, Adam?

- Hi, Ray.

You guys have a couple of minutes?

We're leaking on you again?

No. And I got your check.

- I'm gonna go up if that's okay.

- Yeah.

Thi... this will just take a

couple of minutes, I promise.

Really, Ray, it's not a good time.

It's about your kids.

What's of course hypocritical

is we're all alike.

How's that?

Over-educated, irrepressibly ambitious.

Moved out to the suburbs,

thought it would be perfect

but without the bank or

the law firm or whatever

what's left, but to polish our children

and obsess over every little offense.

More?

I think I'll switch to wine.

Stems are in the left cabinet.

You know her math challenged son

already says he's going to mommy's college?

- What college?

- Princeton.

Of course.

It's utterly heinous,

the level of entitlement.

As if I would already

know that Allie and Angie

were going to Dartmouth.

This is good.

I'll send you the website.

From all over the world right to your door.

The shipping fees are less

than what the taxes would be.

What I will say is next to no caregivers

all moms... but still

I thought by leaving Manhattan

I was through with it.

This is worse because all

of the conniving and ambition

are less artfully concealed.

Don't lose sight of how lucky you are.

Morning on the other side of the world!

- That will be husband.

- I'll check on the girls.

Thanks, Mere.

- Hello!

- Angie?

Oh, you know, just keeping it all moving.

About to have dinner.

Meredith came out.

I know.

How's China?

Well, what do you want me to ask you?

I know.

Allie is sick, but it will pass.

When are you coming back?

No, no, everything is fine. I'm just...

You do want to come home though.

Promise?

No, I know, sure.

Girls, it's your dad!

May I call you once I put them down?

Okay, I-I'll try anyway.

Here.

Hi, daddy.

Immediately.

Mm.

Hello there.

I beg your pardon.

Can't a man greet a woman in the street?

Is it Friday?

Just mixing things up.

You were going to call.

Did you have lunch with Adam?

- What did he want?

- To catch up.

Where were you headed?

I'm craving chocolate.

Mind if I join?

You lecture today?

Schopenhauer's take on erotic striving.

By my age, he was living with poodles.

He said, "Marriage was to

reach into a sack of snakes

and find an eel."

Mine is a life in which

the thinkers I admire

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