Previously on Family Law...
You're my book-club.
Maggie is the one who's pregnant and alone.
She needs us more than you do.
- Cordelia. - Harrison.
She pre-dates your mother.
My dad and I are gonna take a year off
and backpack around the world.
- Can you sign this? - What is this?
"Forty Under 40."
This is for the city's most promising.
Dad's never gonna see me as a real partner, is that it?
- Mr. Svensson... - Yes! Your Honor.
Forty Under 40.
I'm in! Yes! Suck it, Dad.
Since when you do have a phone?
Dad loaned me his old one
and I think I'm still getting his texts.
Who's "Felicity"?
Tell me again you weren't gonna sleep with her, Frank.
I can't do that.
Why do you think you agreed to meet with this woman?
Because everything was easy with Felicity,
and everything with her is hard.
I don't want to be anybody's "hard," Frank.
It's over.
Let's go over it one more time.
Your mother and I have something
we need to discuss with you.
First of all, we love you both very much.
Then, you're gonna say how we'll always be their parents.
- And we'll always be there for them. - Mm-hmm.
After we've broken the news, we'll ask if they have any questions.
Lucy says the most important thing is that we're a united front.
Obviously.
Oh, I don't know if today is the best day for this.
Sofia is... foul right now.
Foul isn't so much her mood as it is her default.
We can't put this off forever.
Come on.
It's showtime.
Your mother and I have something we need to discuss with you.
You're getting divorced?
Yes.
We love you both... so much...
and we'll always, always be there for you.
Obviously, this isn't your fault.
Even though it's a change,
your lives will largely be the same...
Same schools, same friends, same homes.
Why can't you guys just talk it out,
like you tell me and Sofia to do when we're fighting?
Things aren't always that straightforward, kiddo.
I think
we'll be a better family...
... apart.
And I respect your mother's decision.
Do you have any questions?
Can we stop talking now?
"I respect your mother's decision"?
What the hell was that?
You threw me under the bus, again.
- I didn't know what to say! - That's why we wrote a script!
And why did you say "same homes"?
Are you suggesting I live with my mother forever?
This is our house... Bought largely with my money.
Abby, you aren't in the driver's seat here.
What does that mean?
It just means, technically, I still have sole custody.
I can't believe you're still lording this over my head.
I'm not.
Okay.
We need to get all of this in writing, just so everything is crystal clear.
Agreed.
I'll draft us a separation agreement, okay?
Okay.
I miss her too, Cecil.
Harry would like a word with you in his office.
Hi.
- How'd it go? - Awful.
The kids barely said anything, and then Frank went rogue
and basically told them the divorce was my idea.
What an idiot.
I'm gonna draft up a separation agreement today.
Yourself?
Frank's a family lawyer
and I do a pretty good impression of one.
It shouldn't be that complicated.
Lawyer who represents herself has a fool for a client.
It's a little early for proverbs.
Abigail...
would you... give me the honor
of representing you in your divorce?
Thank you for the offer, but... Sofia and Nico,
for some inexplicable reason, adore you.
I don't want to have to explain to them
why their grandpa is going after their dad in court.
Well, if you're refusing the best,
you should at least hire the second best.
Cordelia Bernstein.
- I-I don't need a lawyer. - You're not telling him, are you?
I wanted to tell him.
- Telling him what? - I got "Forty Under 40".
Yeah, that was totally next on the agenda.
Prestigious accolade and good for the firm.
- Way to go, Danny. - Thanks, Dad.
The temp asked me to tell you that your client's in the boardroom.
My husband hired a divorce lawyer.
And you need representation?
No, I don't want a divorce. Please.
Unfortunately, if your husband wants to end the marriage,
there's really nothing you can do about that.
If I get divorced, I'll be deported.
We've only been married two months. It's not long enough.
Uh, Karolinka, where did you and your husband meet?
Online.
Um... "International Brides."
As in, mail-order?
He ordered me from a catalogue.
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Jim and I exchanged thousands of messages on this site.
- Over how long? - A year.
When he proposed on Messenger, I was so happy.
So, you never met him in person until... ?
I arrived at the airport.
Why did you sign up for an international marriage agency?
I am considered a spinster back home.
You?
I was so excited to start a new life with my modern Canadian man.
- But... ? - But when I arrived here,
I discovered that he does not want a modern wife.
He wants a servant.
I tried to be patient,
but every time I stand up to him,
he threatens to deport me,
a-a-and now he wants a divorce, so...
After two years of marriage, you'd be eligible
for independent Canadian citizenship.
You couldn't be deported.
Two months of marriage under your belt,
plus the obligatory one year separation,
also the snail's pace of the judicial system,
with a couple of hold-ups by us, if necessary,
will get you to two years, no problem.
Except Karolinka's husband wants an annulment.
What's the difference?
It means the marriage would be cancelled.
No divorce process needed,
no year of separation.
Can he do that?
Only if his lawyer can prove immigration fraud.
If Jim can prove you married him
for the purpose of acquiring Canadian citizenship...
Of course, I married for citizenship!
B-But I also married for love!
In all likelihood, Jim's lawyer
is advising him to seek an annulment
instead of a divorce
so he can avoid being financially responsible for you.
I don't care about the money.
I just want to stay in Canada.
All right, let's try to get Jim and his lawyer in here this afternoon.
We'll negotiate a deal
that allows you to stay in Canada
in exchange for waiving support.
He orders her online,
and now he wants to return her like a T-shirt from Amazon.
I don't want to see our client deported, but let's face it,
she is using him to stay in the country.
Um, he's using her, too.
Karolinka is gorgeous.
Did you see their wedding photo? Jim is, like, a three, at best.
- So? - So, a "three" can't land a "ten"
without bringing somethin' to the table.
Spoken with
the cynicism of someone with a marriage on the brink.
Be nice.
How is it any different from all the hot, young women
who come into the firm with dull, old rich guys?
- It's bartering assets. - Never mind the fact
that she probably doesn't know a single soul here.
Likely has no money of her own,
no resources, if things turn sour.
- He holds all the cards! - Okay. Okay.
- Points all taken. - Oh, my god.
- Did you get headshots done? - No.
Ooh!
It's a professional photo
for his "Stellar Singles" dating profile...
One of those "furrowed brow,"
jacket-slung-over-the-shoulder numbers.
- Give me back my phone! - "Daniel S...
"Law Firm Partner.
Iron Man Competitor." Oh! Oh!
"Forty under 40." Didn't waste any time
- getting that on the old bio, did ya? - Give me my phone!
Abigail. Give your brother his phone back.
How can you judge Karolinka for using a marriage service
when you're shopping for dates on an app?
Because I'm not paying to meet women!
Mail-order marriages are gilded prostitution.
You're expecting to find love with a checklist.
Preach. Danielle came exactly as advertised
- and that still fell apart. - Don't want to hear it.
All of your relationships, except for Jerri's,
have crashed and burned, no matter how you met your partners.
The temp asked me to tell you Harry's 2:00 appointment just arrived.
- Why didn't she do it herself? - She said she's shy.
Ah. Excuse me.
My client requires a prenuptial clause
that Teza remain at her target weight
for the duration of the marriage.
A skinny clause?
A commitment to follow the body mass index guidelines.
It's ludicrous.
Ash and Teza are social media moguls.
These two understand
their lifestyle channel is a business.
Video is a visual medium.
- We'll concede to it. - We will?
On the condition that your client gets rid of the mustache.
- It's for Movember! - It's June!
My client is raising awareness for prostate cancer.
Men's Expert is one of our sponsors.
It makes you look like
the kind of man they warn children about.
- That's subjective. - My client suffers 'stache rash.
Video is visual,
as you said.
Fine. But we'll need Teza
to refrain from wearing colors on camera
that are uncomplimentary to my client's skin tone.
You want to control my color palette?
Last time you wore yellow, our followers flooded the comments section
asking if I'm jaundiced!
Our client is willing to waive her right to spousal support
if Jim withdraws his annulment petition.
No can do. My client wishes to terminate the marriage.
And he can, by filing for an uncontested divorce.
Jim and Karolinka can begin their legal separation
effective immediately.
For all intents and purposes, they'll be divorced.
The paperwork will catch up with them in less than two years.
Jim saves money. Karolinka won't be deported.
- Everybody wins. - Do we have a deal?
- No deal. - You scammed me.
- How did I scam you? - You said you were in love with me.
I was in love...
with the man on the computer.
You aren't the man you said you were.
You said you were traditional! You don't hardly cook or clean.
I am not your maid.
You spend all day eating cinnamon hearts,
- watching soap operas. - I'm learning English!
Holed up in the spare room all night,
on the phone with your brother.
- I miss my family, okay? - All right, everyone.
- No! He said he has a home. - It's a trailer home.
I am a hostage there. He won't give me a key.
Why would I give you a key when you have nowhere to go?
He said he's going to take me out for fancy dinners.
- I took you to Swiss Chalet. - One time!
Fancy dinners are for wives.
Wives are supposed to perform marital duties!
Wives perform "marital duties" when they're in the mood, pal,
and something tells me being threatened with deportation
- isn't a turn-on. - Has the marriage been consummated?
- Yes. - A few times, when she first arrived.
Now she grimaces every time I come near her,
like I reek or something.
Your client misrepresented herself.
She conned my client for residency status.
End of story.
We won't be withdrawing the annulment petition.
Karolinka, do you have records of your correspondence with Jim?
It was all done through International Brides.
The account's closed now.
I'll draft up an order for production of documents.
So your clients buy brides?
I'm not a pimp, Ms. Bianchi.
What's the business model?
International Brides charge a nominal fee
to facilitate messages.
- Mm. Define "nominal." - Eight dollars.
$8.00 per message?
So... if you have thousands and thousands of messages...
well done.
Jim and Karolinka text a lot
about the "beautiful babies" they're gonna make together.
Yes. For many women,
to build a family with a strong provider... is... a fairytale.
A fairytale, right up till your husband files for an annulment
two months into the marriage and you're facing deportation.
I'm saddened by this news, but...
- sometimes, marriages don't work out. - You know damn well
that immigration status is used by husbands
as a way of controlling their mail-order brides...
- We don't use that term. - Leaving them vulnerable to abuse,
which is a human rights violation.
I personally do criminal checks on all my clients.
You cater to incels.
You Western women are so...
cavalier about your romantic ideals.
In many, many cultures, it goes marriage, then love.
I... was a "mail-order bride".
I came with nothing from Mumbai.
I've been married 40 years now.
I have a loving husband,
three beautiful children,
and a thriving business in Canada.
Is your marriage ideal?
I only wish
for my clients to find the same happiness I did.
Not all wishes come true, I guess.
Luce!
Hey.
You want to go paddleboarding tonight?
I'd love to, but my board's at Maggie's.
So, go get it.
I'm just trying to give her some space.
Look, even if you're the one who's in the doghouse,
you're still entitled to access your stuff.
Go to the apartment
and get your things already.
Here you go, pal.
I got you your favourite. Banana cream.
I'm not hungry.
Do you want to talk about it?
- I know this is hard. - Why are you doing it then?
Dad would still let you move into the basement if you want.
- I can't do that, honey. - Why not?
You did a bad thing and Dad did a bad thing,
so why can't it just be even?
- Mom, please. - It's more complicated than that.
How?
- These are adult problems. - Why do adults always say that?
Stop treating me like I don't understand things.
- Nico. - Mom, I think you don't even care.
I care about this family
more than anything in the whole world.
You didn't even try!
- What happened to you? - I went for a spontaneous swim.
And...
done.
Congratulations.
I'm proud of you, sweetheart, for taking the next step.
- So. When are you gonna start dating? - Seriously?
I hit "send" on my separation agreement
literally seven seconds ago.
Perfect time to clean out the pipes.
I cannot fathom getting my "pipes cleaned" at this juncture.
Anyway, I wouldn't know how to go about getting a date, if I tried.
- Oh, it's easy. I'll show you. Look. - Jesus, Mom.
How many dating apps are you on?
Different apps for different needs.
I'll help you craft your rebound profile.
No. This case we're working on has killed any possibility
- of me ever looking for love online. - You're no fun.
- What about you? - What about me?
Let's sign you up. Get you laid.
I'm not doing anything
that jeopardizes my chances of getting Maggie back.
Are you trying to get Maggie back?
I've seen no indication of that.
I guess I'm scared that, if I make contact,
it'll trigger the divorce process.
At least, if I do nothing, we're still technically together.
Well, if Maggie hasn't reached out either,
maybe she's thinking the same thing.
Hmm?
Karolinka?
I can't go back.
My parents are counting on me to send money and sponsor my sisters.
You okay?
I have been so nauseous and... and, um...
light-headed the last few days.
From all the stress, I guess.
Stall!
- Where are you going? - A drugstore.
"I cannot wait to be wrapped up
in your big, strong arms.
I cannot wait for you to fill my hole... "
"in my heart.
I want to grow old... "
While this will surely make good fodder
for your romance novel, Mr. Svensson,
do you mind telling me what relevance it has to the case?
I'm getting there.
Apologies, Your Honor.
There's been a new development.
I'm pregnant!
How do I know it's mine?
Of course, it's yours. Who else's could it be?
Your Honor, surely, this is a stall tactic.
Well, whatever it is,
you're gonna need to deal with this somewhere else.
This is a courtroom, not the Maury Povich show.
My client's not gonna pay child support
for someone else's kid.
How could it be somebody else's kid?
You don't let me go anywhere!
We're gonna need a paternity test.
Uh, the only way to get one with the baby is in utero
is through amniocentesis,
which poses a risk of miscarriage.
I don't want to take that risk.
Neither do I.
I've got a little Jimmy in my belly.
Let's hold off on the annulment.
You realize this means you will have full financial responsibility
to Karolinka, if you get divorced.
Yeah, if we get divorced.
So... now, uh, you're with child...
Do you feel different? About me, or whatever?
We will be a family forever.
And now I have to learn how to cook and clean.
I'll be a mother.
_
Seeing as my client created their YouTube channel,
she should obviously retain it in the event of divorce.
Except my client secured most of their lucrative sponsorships
and built the bulk of their following.
Our subs came for your wardrobe tips,
but they stayed for my wardrobe malfunctions.
Malfunctions that would be a lot less tantalizing
if I didn't light that bubble butt
- within an inch of its life. - Excuse me?
I think we're done for today.
Let's pick this up tomorrow, shall we?
Hey.
- Can I hashtag the firm? - No.
Suit yourself.
We have 2.3 million followers with a median income of 200K.
On second thought, uh, go ahead.
Use our... hashtag... thingie.
Are you gonna drink that?
- Uh, I don't really do carbonation. - Can I have it?
I already took a sip.
They stopped serving them and I need all the bubbly alcohols
to get me through this pretentious wankfest.
- Oh. You actually care about this. - It's good for business.
That's what my staff said when they nominated me.
Martina.
Daniel.
Stellar Singles, huh?
Do you mind? It's kind of private.
If it's private, you probably shouldn't
be on the app at a meet-and-greet.
Touché.
You writing her a novella?
Are you reading over my shoulder?
I want to make sure... we're compatible before we meet up,
so we don't waste each other's time.
How efficient.
God forbid you share a meal with someone
who doesn't turn out to be your future wife.
All right.
What do you suggest?
"Brevity is the soul of wit."
Just... ask her if she wants to meet up.
Alyse.
Hi. I'm here to pick up my stuff.
I think I got most of it.
I can help you carry the paddle-board.
- Where's Maggie? - She's gone out.
When will she be back?
When you're not here.
So are you two a thing now?
You know I don't do labels, Lucy.
Found this. For the cause.
Bless you.
Oh, thanks for the advice on the message.
We're having dinner at Jardin.
Mm.
- What? Not a good choice? - Bit stuffy for a first date.
- Where do you suggest? - Fodder.
It's new, locally sourced. Chef's got buzz.
Okay.
Thanks for the tip.
What in the actual...
Why aren't you in your office?
The painters are in it.
I see you representing yourself is working out well.
- Move it along, Harry. - Mm-hmm.
The temp asked me to tell you that Karolinka's here.
Why are you doing her job?
She said you make her nervous.
Jim says he's going to get me deported again.
What? Why? What changed?
He's been recording all my phone calls back home.
That's deplorable.
Including the ones to my brother.
What are you wearing?
Only my panties.
Should I take them off?
Yes.
You like that?
Yes.
You want that?
Yes.
You want more?
Yes. Yes. Oh, God, yes.
I'm starting to think
maybe she wasn't actually talking to her brother.
jelly from your donut.
My husband is a disgusting pig.
It makes me sick to look at him.
I can't believe I wasted $10,000 on you!
Objection. This recording is from yesterday.
It has no relevance on whether she entered the marriage in good faith.
She was clearly involved with this man
the whole time she's luring my client
with messages she probably didn't even write herself.
- You're all gold-diggers. - All right. Enough!
I'm gonna have to take this new development into consideration.
Let's resume tomorrow at two.
Hi!
Nico insisted on stopping by on our way home from school.
Well, I'm glad.
I'm here to see Grandpa.
Oh. Okay.
He's just finishing up on a call, but I've let him know you're here.
- Thank you. - Ahem.
Perhaps you and I could discuss your...
revisions on my revisions.
- Privately. - Sure.
Nico, why don't you get caught up with your uncle Daniel
while you wait for Grandpa to be ready?
- Hi. - Hi, Uncle Daniel.
- So... good book? - Yeah. It's part of a series.
Nice.
Nico? Harry's ready for you, Nico.
Thank you.
- Bye, Uncle Daniel. - Bye.
Nico!
Does my favourite grandson want to check on how
his investment portfolio is doing?
I've been thinking we should get you into media stocks.
Have you heard about my mom and dad?
I have. Sit.
In your professional opinion,
what are the chances they'll get back together?
Statistically speaking?
It's unlikely.
I wish I never had have brought Dad's stupid cellphone
to that... stupid sleepover.
I don't even like that kid.
Your parents aren't getting divorced
- because of the cellphone incident. - Yeah, they are.
Um, no offense, but...
you aren't that powerful.
Nothing you did, or do in the future,
can change the outcome of this.
The whole family is going to be okay.
Happier, even.
This... is the hard part.
- Cheers. - Cheers...
- How you doing? - Mm. Lousy.
Not as lousy as Karolinka's gonna feel tomorrow.
Barring a miracle, we're losing this case.
I'm racking my brains for a new angle,
but I think we're out of moves.
- Hey. Can I get a ride home? - Home? It's "home" now?
Why are you still getting
a bazillion notifications from that dating app?
Don't you have a date tomorrow night?
I'm not gonna find my soulmate on the first match.
Dating is a numbers game.
Hey.
Do you remember when Jim said to Karolinka,
"You're all gold-diggers"?
Odd that it was plural.
Has Jim ever ordered any other mail-order brides?
That would be confidential information.
I don't have time to get a court order, Aparna.
Karolinka will probably be deported next week,
divorced and pregnant.
I didn't know she was pregnant.
So if there's anything you know that can help her cause,
now would be the time to disclose.
I'm...
going to the washroom now.
Please don't look at this computer while I'm gone.
There is confidential information here.
Jim...
what inspired you to look for love abroad?
Girls from overseas are more likely to be unspoiled,
I guess.
Mm. "Unspoiled" by what?
They haven't been brainwashed
by all that radical-feminist stuff.
You seem like you're a real connoisseur of foreign ladies.
Objection! Badgering.
Sustained.
How many mail-order brides have you purchased?
Objection! Prejudicial phrasing. He hasn't "purchased" anyone.
He's in an agency-arranged marriage.
Rephrase the question.
How many times have you used the services
of the International Brides Agency?
- Two. - Three, in fact, but that's okay.
Math's not everyone's strong suit.
Jim returned a mail-order bride prior to Karolinka
and has already put a deposit down on a new bride,
in anticipation of his wife's deportation.
So what?
Karolinka isn't my first wife.
- What was your first wife's name? - Llona.
Llona. And Llona was deported, correct?
Because the marriage didn't work out.
Mm. Why didn't it work out?
- She didn't honor her marriage vows. - Which marriage vows?
- To love, cherish, and obey. - Except "to obey" was removed
from standardized church marriage vows in 1981,
long before either Karolinka or Llona were born.
I didn't mean "obey" like that.
Just that the wife should follow...
like, let me take care of her.
Hmm. And if a wife doesn't want to follow, she...
- gets deported? - Objection.
Withdrawn. Your Honor, Jim has been treating this marriage
like a shirt you buy without trying it on first,
knowing full well you'll probably return it.
Women aren't commodities that can be returned to the manufacturer.
People don't come with an exchange policy.
He is the one who didn't enter this union in good faith.
We appeal to you... Do not annul this marriage.
Although the sentiment was eloquently expressed,
and I find this man's actions both repugnant and immoral...
they are not illegal.
Therefore, I must grant the requested annulment.
I suggest your client get a good immigration lawyer.
Okay. Thanks.
The immigration lawyer says
there's really only one way to keep her in the country.
She'd need a job offer
through the Federal Skilled Worker Program.
- It requires special skills. - I-I don't have special skills.
I don't have any skills!
At least you'll get to see your family.
My family will be furious with me.
My father is already ashamed that his daughter
is a mail-order bride.
I doubt he'll let me back in the house!
What about your boyfriend?
My ex-boyfriend won't raise another man's baby.
This is worse than if I never left.
- Oh. She's going to pray. - I don't think so.
I'm going to seek asylum!
Stay with Karolinka. I'll contact you as soon as I can.
I found another way you can help Karolinka stay...
Give her a job.
- I wish I could, but it's impossible. - No?
Maybe you'd rather I told immigration
that you withheld information about Jim's marital history,
which is a breach of your fiduciary duty to Karolinka.
She was relying on you to provide accurate information,
and you knowingly misled her.
I volunteered that information to help you.
You can't hold it against me!
She can't legally work in Canada.
I'll take care of that part.
Fine.
She can start... Monday.
No bread for the table,
fish baked with oil, not butter,
sub the rice for extra veg,
sauce on the side, and easy on the salt.
It's so nice to go out on a date
with another disciplined eater.
It is.
So you said you're a lawyer. At... ?
Fleishman and Topher.
- And you? - Svensson and Svensson.
Right.
And your profile says you're a road biker.
I am.
- Have you done the Triple Crown? - I have.
Unfortunately, the chef can't accommodate your culinary requests.
- Can't, or won't? - Sorry. Won't.
Really?
Fine. We'll eat at a restaurant run by a chef who will.
Hello?
What?
Well, can it wait? I'm on... I'm on a date.
Okay. I'll be right over.
I'm sorry to do this, but I have to go.
- My... friend is having an emergency. - Oh, no.
Do you want to reschedule?
I'll have to get back to you.
Things at work are super-busy right now.
Hey, Forty Under 40.
I hear you have some issues with my menu.
Your favourite restaurant in town is your own?
You would've known that,
if you'd asked me any questions at that "Forty Under 40" thing.
So where did your date go?
- She had some kind of emergency. - Ah. You got emergency-called.
What's that?
Move yourself over to the bar. I'll explain it to you.
What do you think of this, Cordelia?
All the "track changes"... get it away.
It's assaulting my eyes.
I-I think Frank is using the negotiations
to... put off ending the marriage.
I think you might be, too.
Uh, no, I'm not.
There's a word for ending a marriage.
It's called "divorce,"
and you're not saying it.
We were a perfect match on paper.
Are we back to this again?
I just don't get it.
Paper doesn't account for pheromones.
Think of all the classic couples who never would have met
if they left it up to online dating matches.
Elizabeth Bennet would have swiped left on Mr. Darcy.
And what about Beauty and the Beast?
You think Belle would've swiped right on a giant water buffalo?
Well, that was basically bestiality,
but still... I get your point.
- What's in this? - Pan-seared rib-eye medallions
with a mushroom-peppercorn sauce,
served with potatoes cooked in white truffle butter,
topped with Gruyère cheese.
So every single item on my "do not eat" list.
Plus fresh herbs.
Okay.
Mm!
Wow!
- This is gonna give me gas. - So what?
We need to normalize farting.
So...
I guess the question is...
what do you really want?
I want off this hamster wheel of drama with Frank.
I'm sick of playing out the same shit over and over again.
Well, as long as you two are duking this out on your own,
you're doomed to repeat the same relationship patterns.
Yeah, as long as we're doing that, I feel like I can never move on.
If Frank doesn't want a divorce,
he'll drag this out as long as he can.
The fighting is a form of intimacy in itself.
Mm. What do you advise?
Well, for starters, any lawyer who represents themselves
- has a fool for a client. - That's what Harry said.
He's right.
I understand you two go way back.
- We were at law school together. - Just as peers or...
Nobody likes a gossip, Abigail.
Sounds like Nina is having a pretty good time in Tokyo.
Yes. She sent me a postcard, too.
How was last night?
Great.
Stellar Singles algorithm for the win.
No, the date was a bust, but...
the night was great.
Oh. Karolinka.
I had a chance to watch your YouTube channel yesterday.
You only just watched yesterday?
I understand your specialties are fitness and fashion,
but as far as I can see,
your following has been built on your relationship.
- Aw! Hashtag "relationship goals"! - We're aspirational.
- The fairytale. - Exactly my point.
Fairytales, historically, have happily-ever-afters.
- Where are you going with this? - Their followers don't want to see
these two delightful humans divorce.
For that reason,
I propose that, if your marriage ends,
so does your shared channel.
It is a legitimate consideration
that your social-media careers might not survive a divorce.
I don't ever want a divorce!
- Neither do I, baby. - Well then, let's never get one!
If we know that we're gonna be together forever...
well, what's the point of a pre-nup?
- There is literally zero point. - Literally zero.
- Ussie? - Ussie!
- I guess that means "ussie". - Oh, okay.
Hashtag "fairytale"!
I give them a year, tops.
Without that pre-nup...
I look forward to seeing you in court.
They hash-tagged us.
I'm "Bald Beauty".
"Silver Fox".
I like it.
- Yeah. - Cheers.
Cheers.
Hi, nerds.
Someone has been eagerly awaiting your arrival.
Englebert!
I missed you so much!
- Thank you, Mom. - You're welcome, kiddo.
I wanted you to know that I hired a lawyer.
- Seriously? - Cordelia Bernstein.
You hired the "Flamethrower"?
Mom! Come on!
Just in case you wanted to get one, too.
Glad you got your paddle-board back.
How'd it go?
Luce.
What's that?
It's from a new friend.
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