Ah, friends, you'll recall our Jane
became a published author,
and so, she tried to get an agent.
You know Jeffrey Mullins?
I would love to meet him.
But that didn't work out.
- And even worse... her book - Oh, my God!
Didn't exactly create fireworks.
"There is a sense here of promise unfulfilled."
But her kiss with Rafael...
Well, that did. Not as romantic:
Alba turned down Jorge's proposal.
- No. - Oh,
and Jane's mom and dad got married.
Only, he had a baby with Darci,
who was in love with his archrival, Esteban.
I know! Straight out of a telenovela, right?
Well, imagine this...
Petra's sister Anezka
schemed against Rafael's sister Luisa.
And Petra found out, and well...
How long did you leave my sister in an institution
knowing she wasn't hallucinating?!
A week.
Oh, and then Anezka went splat,
leaving Petra as a person of interest in her death.
So she had to get a lawyer, who was also named Jane.
Only problem...
Okay. I'm her lawyer. What's next?
Yikes, right?
So let's dive in.
When Jane Gloriana Villanueva was 23 and a half years old,
she had a magical kiss with Rafael.
It was the kind of kiss
you could only have when you're young, uninhibited,
and free of the pressures of...
You guys are kissing!
Does that mean you're getting married?
Having a child.
- Oh, no, no, no, no. - No, no, no, no.
- We're not getting married. - That was,
- No. Um, - that was, that was just, uh...
Mateo...
Mommy and Daddy are just exploring
our feelings for one another
in a romantic way.
Exactly, and we don't know where it will go
because it's brand-new.
And if it works, great.
And if it doesn't, that's okay,
because nothing will change for you.
- Nothing. - Does that make sense?
I've never been so happy in my life!
Oh!
Which brings us to...
I told them that you and Daddy
were exploring each other with kisses.
So much for the down-low.
- Oh, boy. - So what changed?
- I don't know how I feel about this. Yeah. - Last I heard, you weren't...
I mean, we were just talking about this yesterday. - Everyone stop.
Geez, talk about pressure.
- It was just one kiss. - Technically, two.
And like we told Mateo,
we're figuring it out.
- Mm-hmm. - A-And we're gonna just
need some time to do that.
So, is there
some other reason everybody's here?
Beyond potentially confusing a five-year-old boy?
Well, I have big news.
I have decided to take one year off from work
to become a stay-at-home dad to Baby.
Wow, Ro. I really admire that.
I do, too.
Oh. Hang on, that's my publisher. I'll be right back.
Oh. We'll be fine.
I agreed to do
a slightly embarrassing overseas commercial.
It is related to digestive issues.
It's not important.
The point is,
it will cover the bills.
And now, I can support Xo
while she builds up her dance studio
and focus on my
beautiful baby, Baby.
In fact, I made a vision board.
♪♪
I intend to raise
a strong,
self-reliant,
intelligent daughter.
Just like Jane.
I was just dropped by my publisher.
What?
Yeah, they won't option my second book
because not enough people are buying my first.
I'm sorry, hon.
Yeah, you know how many books
J.K. Rowling wrote before Harry Potter?
None. It was her first try.
And she did it in a coffee shop while holding a baby on her lap.
Wow! Talk about your fantastic beasts.
Who cares?
You're still published. You'll build on that.
Really? Very few women of color get published.
And when we do, we cannot afford
to screw it up, because we don't get a second chance
- like our peers. - Preach.
I'm actually in worse shape than before I sold my book.
I don't have the whiff of promise
like a first-time author.
Instead, I have the stench of failure.
Come on, hon. I think you're being a little dramatic.
No! They actually used the word "stench"!
*JANE THE VIRGIN* Season 04 Episode 09
Episode Title: "Chapter Seventy-Three"
Okay, so it's gonna be hard.
It's always been hard.
And you have fought for this every step of the way.
So you just keep fighting.
And, yeah, you've been a little stuck lately.
But the only way to get past that is to keep writing.
So get on that.
Okay. Mommy has
a few hours.
You know what I'm gonna do?
Start brainstorming. Because, Mateo,
when you get knocked down, you get back up again.
Or at least you try to.
Just dive in. Something romantic.
Someplace romantic.
Hmm.
♪♪
Hello.
I'm Nicolas, your new groom.
I thought perhaps you can give me riding lessons.
I saw you take two fences out there.
So you are saying no?
- I'm saying... - Hmm?
That we need to manage Mateo's expectations.
My perfect, amazing daughter.
Why is it you grow more beautiful
every time I see you?
We have very exciting news,
Rogelio. Esteban is shooting
a mediocre but long-term series in Moldova?
Moosh. Be the bigger man.
Since you are.
The news is
we have finally found the perfect nanny.
Felicia Romero.
She's A-list. Highly, highly recommended and has
tons of CBE.
While that is impressive,
I have a better idea.
- What are you doing? - I am now
a stay-at-home dad.
So, I'll be happy to be Baby's nanny on Darci's days.
No way, Rogelio. You'll do it for a few days
and then get bored and flake out.
And by then, we'll have lost Felicia.
And we will never find another Felicia.
I won't flake. I'm 100% committed.
I'll be the nanny.
The dad-nanny.
The Danny!
Please? Let me do this for Baby.
Fine.
Bye, Felicia.
Don't go.
I want us all
to still live together.
Oh, I know, buddy.
But me staying here was always temporary.
And Mommy can come to my new apartment all the time.
- Really? - Of course.
Rafael is still mad at me.
Whoa. Personal space.
Can you help me?
I've apologized over and over.
You left his sister in an institution
when you knew she wasn't hallucinating.
And I feel bad about that.
He says he's not coming to brunch on Saturday.
And you know brunches are sacred family time.
Actually, I think we should skip brunch for a bit.
What?
You just push people too far, Petra.
I'll say.
And at a certain point,
they can't come back anymore.
Hello!
I'm home!
Daddy's in the shower and I'm in your room!
Oh. What's going on?
I'm helping you pack so you can come live with Daddy.
What? Don't you want to live there?
I live here.
But Daddy wants you to.
- Mateo... - He does!
He told me! Why are you the only one
who doesn't want us to be a family?!
Of course I didn't say that. I said you can come over
- as much as you want. - Well, somehow,
I'm the one getting in the way
of his happily ever after.
We'll straighten him out. Don't worry.
What?
Just that...
if I'm honest,
Mateo kind of got it right.
Not about what I said. About how I feel.
I do want us together.
Happily ever after.
And I'm not pushing.
I just want you to know that I'm all in.
And I know, okay, the timing is bad.
You just got out of a relationship,
y-your career isn't where you want it to be...
My career is nowhere.
I don't have an agent, a publisher, an idea.
And you'll get all of those.
I know you will.
Maybe.
Definitely.
And, friends, briefly,
oh-so-briefly,
it was just them, there, in that moment,
without all the outside pressure.
But it's not just that.
Alas, it never is.
Honestly, I'm having whiplash.
I mean, six weeks ago, you were sleeping with Katherine
to get your hotel back.
- And that was a-a low point. - I know.
But, still...
it was pretty dark.
But I'm in a different place now.
I promise. And I-I am not going back there.
Just trust me, Jane.
Jane, Jane, Jane.
Everything in my life is now about Jane.
Personally, because our children share a father,
and now professionally.
Since you're my lawyer.
Anyway, that's why
it would just be easier if I called you J.R.
No.
Oh, come on.
If you call me J.R.,
I'll call you Peter.
That's a little punitive.
Here's why we're meeting.
The police went over all of your e-mails,
and you said some pretty nasty stuff about your sister.
Some highlights...
Sorry. I'll translate that one.
Yeah. That's pretty damning.
Now they're saying they want
to create a computer model of the scene,
so they're requesting a blueprint of the guest room.
No way. Not without a warrant.
I've watched Law & Order.
They're liable to find any small thing
to try to build a case against me.
Well, first of all, never trust television writers.
My ex-girlfriend was one,
and they just build things up for the sake of drama.
Which reminds me,
Who is Jane Ramos working for?
And I really think cooperating with the police
will convince them that you have nothing to hide.
Sorry to interrupt,
but Rafael is here and I thought you'd want
to see him since you're in the doghouse.
Krishna, that's not an appropriate thing
to announce when I'm in a meeting.
I know.
Excuse me for a second.
Well, this is a surprise.
The girls are upstairs.
I'm on my way, but I wanted to ask you for a favor first.
Is everything all right?
Geez, I got to be careful
not to overuse that.
Not really.
My mother has early onset Alzheimer's,
and I just found out the top specialist here
in Miami won't take any new patients.
So... will you turn over the blueprints to the police?
I'll think about it.
What's wrong?
What?
Oh, my God. How did it go?
He can't do that.
Who the hell does he think he is?
Uh, apparently every man
in a position of power
in the whole entire world, except me.
You tell Jorge that's no way to treat you,
and if he does it again, you report him.
Well, this man couldn't agree more.
More iced coffee, ladies?
I ground the beans myself,
and infused them with cinnamon.
Thank God for Pinterest.
No, thanks, hon. I got to go to work.
Okay. Well, have you figured out
what you want on your vision board?
Well, I need four more students a month
for the studio to break even.
Not sexy enough for a vision board.
Regardless, that's the goal, so I'm gonna
have an open house, offer a few free classes.
I love it. Yes.
An open house now,
eventually a franchise.
And I'm here to help in my capacity
as homemaker and support system.
Okay. Well, great.
Thanks.
Have a great day at work.
I'll have dinner waiting.
Yay.
Everything you do is so cute. You were born to be on-screen.
Uh-huh?
What the hell is going on over there?
You've been posting pictures for five hours straight.
Which was true, for the record.
Well, we're just having fun.
Rogelio, you are supposed to be taking care of your child,
not using her to raise your social media profile.
Do you know who does that? Heidi and Spencer.
A-listers maintain their children's privacy.
There's a reason you never see George and Amal
doing the pap stroll with their twins.
So no more baby on social media, period.
You had me at Heidi and Spencer.
Thank you.
Now talk to me. Did she take her morning poop?
Uh, no.
Shoot. She holds when she's nervous.
She's definitely nervous.
Stop taking pictures and try and get your daughter to poop.
What're you so happy about?
Oh, just that I got you a meeting
with Petra's book agent friend.
- Jeffrey Mullins? - Yes.
Yes, but I have to share the credit with Petra.
She was actually pretty great; she wouldn't let him hang up
until he moved a lunch and agreed to meet you on Friday.
As in in two days?
Yeah. What's wrong?
He'll ask me the question.
- What question? - The question.
What am I writing next?
Sorry. Trying to stop.
And I have no idea what I'm writing next.
I'm sorry. I mean, I can ask Petra to-to push it.
Not after he moved his schedule around.
Look, I know you're just trying to help,
but you can't fix my writing career.
I know. I was just...
Anyway, it's fine.
Uh, but I should figure out what I'm pitching to Jeffrey Mullins.
Last time.
There is nothing worse
than writer's block.
Yeah, that's not a good opener.
Come on, Jane.
Romance, passion, longing.
Okay, a prison.
We can work with prison.
I'm innocent! I'm not supposed to be here.
Please. I didn't do anything wrong.
I believe you, Estela.
Really?
Yes. And I am gonna get you out of here.
Oh.
- And once I do... - Yes.
You'll come over to my new apartment,
so we can convince Mateo
that you're not the villain destroying our family.
Ugh.
Yeah, just blocked.
Where are you going?
Nice. Show him who's boss.
- Hmm. - Well, technically, he is.
But, yeah.
Go get him, Alba.
Damn, Jorge.
That's the fastest rebound I've ever seen.
Okay, set expectations low.
My new apartment.
This is it?
Well, I said to set expectations low.
I didn't know what that meant.
Oh, wow. Original art deco windows.
Whoo. And you have a fire escape?
Exactly. And it's cozy, and who doesn't love cozy, right?
Now, Mommy, out.
No.
- Hey, no fair. - Yes, fair.
It's boy time and I want it to be just us.
Okay? Go.
Wow. A little harsh.
Thanks for kicking me out.
No problem. And I'll talk to him.
Make sure he knows you're not the bad guy.
Ah, I see.
- Even though I am. - Hey.
I'm the one who keeps screwing up.
No. Stop.
Uh, any ideas for your agent meeting tomorrow?
No ideas, per se, but I did do some research.
Ah, yes. Jane's other passion.
And I looked up the hottest books right now,
pulled trends and themes
from the most successful romance novels,
and came up with three general areas.
I'll pitch them, see how the agents respond,
and go from there.
Well, kick ass.
It's a sweeping romance.
An idea I've been toying with for a while.
Translation, since last night.
Think about Outlander, but instead of time travel,
we do it with reincarnation.
Yeah, unfortunately, we already have something similar.
Okay. How about a take on The Notebook? Ah.
But with vampires.
The market's oversaturated with vampire romances.
You got anything else?
Yeah, sure.
My favorite, actually.
How about Fifty Shades of Grey
with a role reversal where the heroine's the boss?
Petra.
Leslie, this is Petra.
The momtrepreneur.
I think I read about you in Ocean Drive.
Yes. They did that feature
when I renovated the hotel.
Uh, anyway, just wanted to make sure
- you all got settled. - We did.
No, stay, stay, stay.
No, I couldn't.
Yeah, stay. Definitely.
Okay.
Now, Petra has had
such an amazing life.
Oh, no. Please, Jeffrey. This meeting's not about me.
Oh, come on. Your story is incredible.
I mean, talk about pulling yourself up by your bootstraps.
She used to play violin
on the streets of Prague for pocket change.
I remember thinking
just based on the Ocean Dri article,
that Petra could author a great lifestyle book.
Did she just say "author"?
As in "book author"?
I mean, she does look like
the non-evil Ivanka.
Oh, please, I can't stand Ivanka.
She tried to sell me a few
of those bum condos a few years back.
See? Now, that's the kind of thing that would be
great in the book.
Yeah.
Hmm. So anyway...
You know, a lifestyle book
could turn you into a brand. That's so funny
you say that, 'cause I've always toyed
with branding myself.
- Well, what about Jane? - Yeah.
Oh, right. Your Fifty Shades idea sounds like fun.
Send me the first chapter as soon as you have it.
And you... get me a short proposal.
I will sell it by the end of the week.
What do you say? You want to write a book?
Jane thinks you should, right?
And what else could Jane say but...
Of course.
You should totally write a book.
Well... okay!
- All right. - Yeah.
So I'd say Jane is Fifty Shades of Green.
Jane, if you don't want me to take this book deal, I won't.
Hey, if you are genuinely interested in writing a book,
then, by all means, go for it.
All right, fine. I'm turning it down.
No, not on my account.
You're clearly upset about it, and the whole point
of getting the agents here to meet with you
was so that you and I could move past things.
Life isn't transactional, Petra.
If you turn down the book deal, it's not like
I'm gonna suddenly forget all the horrible things you've done.
Fine. If they aren't related, then I'm writing it.
Great! Good luck on your Czechoslovakian
bootstrap beach lifestyle book!
Can you believe she said that, Krishna?
That everything I do is transactional?
I mean, I've done plenty of things
out of the goodness of my heart for you, haven't I?
- Like what? - Well,
I can't remember right now. You're putting me on the spot.
Anyway, I want to do something now.
- For me? - No. For J.R.'s mother.
I want to get her in to see that Alzheimer's specialist.
I have a lot of connections at the hospital. So,
move mountains, Krishna. I want an appointment by end of day.
Okay. And after that, I'm gonna need you
to get me some writing supplies.
Green tea, candles, Montblanc pens, background music.
Let's go.
♪ One, two, make a poop ♪
♪ Three, four, out the back door... ♪
Come on, come on, you can do it.
Is it me, Baby?
You know I love you very much,
but are you not comfortable with our arrangement yet?
It's all right.
I'm not 100% comfortable yet, either.
In fact...
I am feeling a little...
I don't know.
Lonely?
But we'll get used to it, and then...
And, friends,
standing there, covered in poop,
Rogelio had never been more relieved,
and neither had his daughter.
Okay. Say, "No more constipation."
God, I want to post this so bad!
And in that moment, Rogelio thought:
"If you take a selfie, and no one sees it,
do you even exist?"
Okay.
We have two whole hours before your nap!
We can play peekaboo,
or you can lie on your stomach.
Or, well, those are pretty much the options.
Xiomara?
I don't know what to put on my vision board.
No, I just mean that...
when I try to think about what I want,
what I see for my business, I...
I'm not even dancing anymore, Ma.
Just administrating
and solving problems and hounding people for payments
and dealing with insurance and...
- I hate it! - Xiomara...
I know what you're gonna say.
"Stick with it," because I never stick with anything.
It's kind of late to start thinking about a new career.
Uh...
Well, fine.
It's true for you, too. - Hmm.
Who cares that Jorge was out on some rebound?
Sofia? As in...?
Is everything okay?
Yes, I just wanted to talk to you because,
well, Mateo had a really tough time in school this week.
- Really? - Yeah.
He's been pretty distracted and irritable.
And when I said I was gonna talk to his parents,
he started to cry, and begged me not to
before some "big decision
about whether you are gonna be a family."
A lot's up in the air right now at home.
Well, I don't want to pry, but whatever it is,
you should let him know what's going on,
'cause he's really anxious.
Everything okay?
Mateo's teachers talked to Raf at drop-off.
He needs to know what's going on.
We need to make a decision.
So, we're sleeping on it.
Mm. Uh, so what's-what's going on here?
Sofia, as in his girlfriend before you?
Oh.
Do you regret that?
What reason, Ma?
And yes, I know it was because
you didn't love him the way you loved Dad,
but you knew that.
You were gonna say "yes" anyway.
Why didn't you?
Blocked, as it were.
Yeah.
There's a lot of that going around.
Love blocked.
Writers blocked.
Wow. I've never seen Jane this frustrated.
Ah, that makes more sense.
Okay. Let's see what she's written so far.
J.R.
What are you doing here?
Jane. And I just wanted to say thank you
for getting that appointment for my mother.
It meant a lot.
Well, you know, sometimes you just...
want to do nice things for people
without expecting anything in return.
Are you day drinking?
And holding a séance?
No. I'm writing my book.
Well, I just got the commission.
It's a lifestyle book.
The police are investigating you for murder.
You really think it's a good idea to put out
a lifestyle book? You're gonna make that whole murder thing
go away because I didn't do it.
You do know that, right?
Because you have to trust me
if you want to be my lawyer.
Did you see that on TV, too?
No.
Maybe.
So what are you gonna write about your sister?
In your book?
If I'm going to talk about my sister,
I'm going to need some more wine.
Petra, no! Stop!
Don't let her in.
All right.
Tight, douchey shirts.
Fifty Shades. Let's go!
Rafael, please take a seat.
You're late to our meeting.
Take off your shirt.
Put that on.
You've been a bad administrative assistant.
Lean over the desk.
Yes. But.
You. Know. Who's. Been.
A. Good. Boy?
- Mateo. - No, stop talking about Mateo.
It isn't sexy or romantic.
This is supposed to be sexy and romantic.
You know what I think is sexy and romantic?
The fact that I've been
in every single one of your fantasies.
Clearly you can't get me out of your head.
- But what does that mean? - Well, it means
I'm your romantic hero.
I may be a flawed hero,
but I'm yours.
And in that moment,
Jane knew exactly what she had to do.
I think we should give it a chance.
Us a chance.
I've been fighting and fighting it,
but it's in my heart
and in my head, clearly.
And...
What?
Um...
I was gonna say that you were right.
Maybe I'm not in the right headspace
for a relationship.
I guess I was just looking around.
At my place,
at my life right now.
I'm scared.
Scared that this is gonna last,
that I'm gonna be stuck in this tiny apartment
where the hallway has a weird...
hotdog smell.
And part of me just didn't want to admit that to you because...
I don't want you to think I'm too dark.
No hallway should smell like that.
You have to be able to tell me the truth.
I know.
But I also know what you're gonna say.
Hmm?
Money doesn't matter.
Okay.
Seriously?
You think I don't have big dreams for my life?
You think I don't want to write a best seller
and make loads of cash and buy a giant house?
And one for my grandma. Oh.
And a boat.
- A boat? - Hell yeah.
In fact, I'm writing some silly S and M book
- right now to get there. - S and M?
- Mm-hmm. - Wow.
You are full of surprises. What's the inspiration?
Trying to guess what will sell.
Ooh. Yeah, that won't work.
You can't write if you're not inspired.
I might be able to.
Mm-mm. Never.
- I know you. - Yeah.
You do.
You'll get an idea.
Don't rush it.
You have time.
I wish we had time.
But we don't.
Mateo needs an answer.
So...
are we in a place right now
to really be in a relationship?
Like, fully in?
No.
Oh, what's the big deal?
The big deal is it's not my name.
And what is it with this Jane?
Are you in love with her or something?
What? No.
Then why are you obsessed with her?
I'm not.
Okay, fine. Maybe now,
but that's just because...
well, because...
because she's mad at me.
Are you okay?
I'm fine. Sorry.
'Cause this is a lot more emotion
than you showed about your sister, who's dead.
My sister was awful.
Jane's a good person.
So if she's done with me...
I must be awful.
You're not awful.
I hardly know you,
and you got my mom in to see a doctor.
Well, 'cause Jane said I see relationships as transactional.
I was trying to prove her wrong.
Yeah, that makes more sense.
Look, um...
everybody has ulterior motives.
That's not a bad thing.
I mean, you really think
I came over with a bottle of wine
just to say thank you?
You didn't?
Yeah, that was part of it.
But I also want the blueprints.
Because I need you
to trust me, too.
You're relentless.
Without a doubt.
Look, whatever your beef is
with this other Jane...
just don't take no for an answer.
Petra?
W-What are you doing here?
You can't cancel brunch.
Have a seat, girls.
Um, what's going on?
It's brunch.
And I need to make things right between us,
so I'm here to cook everyone
a traditional Czech breakfast.
Alba, any food intolerances?
No intolerances for the food.
- Just the company. - No.
- Petra, I don't think... - Jane, do you really
want to kick me out in front of the children?
What is this really about?
Do you want me to help you make things right
- with Rafael? - Rafael?
No, I can win him back in my sleep.
I've done way worse to him.
- Oh. - No, the truth is...
if you and I aren't okay, I know something's really wrong.
Because you're kind of...
my...
moral compass.
And I can always tell exactly how far I've strayed
from what's right by how big
your reaction is to what I've done.
So I know I have to do some course correcting,
and I plan to.
Appreciate that.
Good.
And regardless, you can't cancel brunch.
It happens
with or without Rafael.
'Cause it was never about him.
So, let's check in on each other, okay?
Once a week.
You don't have to do this.
I don't like to be pitied, okay?
Are you serious?
Don't make me pull the widow card.
I need this, too. Okay?
The truth is,
it isn't for me.
And so... I've decided.
It's time to go back to work.
Okay, how was that?
Be completely honest.
You're right.
I have nothing to be ashamed of.
Here she is.
The dance studio mogul!
Yeah, about that.
I've decided to close the studio.
What? I-I thought you signed up enough students.
I'm just not happy, Rogelio,
and I've known that for a while.
But I've been putting so much pressure on myself,
trying to force it to work
because I didn't want to be a quitter.
I know that feeling.
Yeah. And then, I talked to my mom,
and she made me realize I'm not quitting.
It's not like it's been three days or three weeks.
I've given it three years.
And a manager from the local Stage Sensations
came to spy on the open house,
so I reached out to him today,
and he offered me a teaching job.
And honestly, I feel so liberated.
Well, that's wonderful, Xiomara.
Well, you inspired me
by making your own career change.
It's never too late to commit
to something new, right, Danny?
No!
It's not too late.
You can take this Sofia down,
- I'm sure of it. - No.
Oh, please, own your hotness.
Mmm, amen.
That's what I've been telling her.
Wow, this brunch is going great.
Seriously, you're a ten in my book.
Yeah.
Mommy's writing a book.
Oh. No, no, that's, that's not what I was talking...
My mommy's writing a book, too... or trying to.
Can you blame me?
Yeah, I'm just having
a little writer's block right now.
Totally. Me, too.
It's the worst, right?
Yeah.
Yours is a little different, though,
because you're not a writer, so...
I knew you were mad about that.
I'm not mad.
I'm just flummoxed.
Well, I write every day.
- You know? Presentations, - Yeah.
- Letters, e-mails. - I mean, I stay at a lot of hotels.
Doesn't mean I can run one.
Fine.
If I admit it's really hard, will you be happy?
A little, yeah.
It is.
And I don't know what I'm doing.
Don't repeat that.
Thanks for saying that.
And get a ghostwriter.
What?
To help you write your book.
Where on earth am I supposed to find someone who I trust,
who knows me really well,
who understands my background and my day-to-day life,
and who just happens to be a talented writer?
Jane, would you ghostwrite my book?
I-I don't think that's a really good...
I'll pay you $150 an hour.
$300.
No more than a hundred hours.
150.
Deal.
Yay!
What could go wrong?
So, yes.
Jane and I made up, so thank you.
And, yes.
We'll turn over those blueprints, J.R.
That's great.
I'll let the detectives know
you're cooperating, Peter.
You ready to go to the doctor's, Mom?
What doctor?
I got you in to see a specialist.
To try to help with your memory.
Everything is so complicated.
There are so many sides to consider,
and we've thought about everything.
And we made a decision.
And...
we just want to go back to being friends.
And family.
And that means no more kissing,
no more exploring.
And... we both made this decision.
Okay?
It's the right thing to do, right?
Yes. Absolutely.
♪♪
It was the only way to give ourselves time
without outside pressure.
Exactly. We can just take it slow.
Wait. We are gonna have sex, right?
Oh, yeah. We're gonna have a lot of sex.
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