Masters of Sex

Previously on Masters Of Sex...

I said that we'd be friends.

You're kicking me out.

Tell you what?

That I don't like being dragged out here in the cold

when you're drunk and insulting?!

Why would I insult you when you're all I think about?

The flowers were an apology,

as was my letter, my phone calls--

Stay away from me.

I mean it.

The truth is Virginia's the one missing out.

I'm perfect for her.

And I'm not going to be on the market long.

You didn't want to get married?

Are we talking about my husbands again?

So there's more than one?

I can't conduct my research

in a brothel.

And this study will suffocate.

Dear, God. You are a dog with a bone.

You know, I met a young man at the brothel,

a prostitute, a homosexual.

The men who pay to see him, they're salesmen or lawyers

or a provost of a major university.

I'm begging you to reconsider.

What the hell is this, Bill?

Two years, and nothing.

Why can't I have a baby?

My wife is coming in next week.

I've decided she'll join my cervical cap trial.

Bill thinks that he can do everything by himself.

But technically, I'm the one who got his wife pregnant.

It's been a good day.

Masters Of Sex - 1x04 "Thank You For Coming"

Do we both orgasm?

Yes.

Not always at the same time.

But sure. Climaxing's not a problem for her.

And do you two rely on the same positions

again and again?

She likes to mix it up position-wise.

But we usually start off the same way,

with, um...

with me going down on her,

and me warming her up.

She's, uh-- she's not shy.

She tells me how fast to go,

how long to stay in a certain spot.

Is this the kind of stuff you want to hear?

Tonight, you will be participating in a medical study

that examines the physiology of sexual response

during automanipulation.

Essentially, what happens to the body during masturbation.

You'll be asked to identify yourself by name only once,

after which time, your identity will be encrypted.

A record connecting your name with your code number

will be maintained in a secure location

that is separate from the data files in the archive.

It will not be possible to identify you personally

from the information you provide for this study.

At this point, we will interview you

and record your responses.

You may find the questions intimate.

Please answer as candidly as possible.

Once we have a good understanding

of your sexual history,

you'll be taken into an examining room

where Dr. masters will give you a general-health assessment.

Following that, we will introduce you

to the equipment that will monitor your physical responses

Then we will ask you to disrobe.

And we will place electrodes on certain parts of your body.

You will be provided

with whatever stimulation you may require.

And then we will ask you to...

Begin.

Shall we get started?

Thank you for coming.

Pam?

I'm afraid I had to kill her.

George. You scared me.

I let her go early and made dinner for the kids.

Mm, I see. Cereal.

Well, spaghetti--

or a failed attempt at spaghetti.

Cereal was the fallback.

What's this?

Nothing. Work.

Oh, didn't you have a gig somewhere?

Yeah, Cleveland. I just got back.

Well, do they pay you in cash? Because I could really use--

No, it got canceled, actually.

Macelli's Imperial Dance Hall

burnt to the ground last Saturday.

We showed up for work to a smoking pile of rubble.

I'm out two hotel rooms, four bus fares,

and 20% of the door.

Hey, have you eaten yet?

I can make you a plate.

You would make a terrible wife...

although I'm one to talk, right?

George, I have two hours of reading left to do.

Come on! It's 10:00.

Seems these days, all you do is work.

What's happened to you, Gin?

I grew up.

And just so you know,

the kids are not allowed

to watch television on school nights.

You have too many rules.

And you don't have any.

Well, you used to like breaking rules with me.

George.

You remember in Miami

when we got tossed out of that hotel

'cause you were making all that noise.

I was not making as much noise as you were.

I miss your noises.

George, please. Come on.

Don't stop, baby.

Yes. Yes.

You are not sleeping over.

Don't stop.

Yes. Yes.

Oh, yes. Yes.

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Bill!

I used to sleepwalk a lot as a child.

One morning, my father, uh, went to get the paper

and found me sitting behind the wheel of his Plymouth,

fast asleep, my hands on the wheel.

But that was years and years ago.

And you weren't aware that you were doing any of it?

Didn't hear the racket?

I'm sure our neighbors did.

Well, I'm sorry to-- to have scared you.

Do you think it might have been triggered

by anxiety... about the baby?

No, of course not.

Let's get back to bed-- big day tomorrow,

which could be an altogether different kind of nightmare.

Oh, stop.

She's only gonna be here for a week.

We rarely see her.

You can endure her for seven days.

Yeah. I'm sorry it's gonna fall to you to keep her entertained.

It's fine.

I'm happy for the distraction, actually.

Besides, she says that all she wants to do

is spend time with her grandchild,

which doesn't involve much more than this.

Hmm?

Well, just so long as you're prepared

to do a lot of caretaking.

The woman is helpless. She can't make a decision.

She can't read a train schedule, can't balance a checkbook.

Sweetheart, in four months, we're gonna have another visitor

who needs everything done for him.

Maybe we should look at this time with your mother

as a dress rehearsal.

We ate all the sugar snacks last night.

Could you make us pancakes?

Sure thing, buddy.

You and daddy had a sleepover?

Yes, daddy slept over. He slept.

He collapsed the second his head hit the pillow.

Henry, can you go wake up your sister?

The bus leaves in-- it leaves in 20 minutes.

Sweetie, can you go wake her up, please?

What the hell are you still doing here?

I told you that you could not stay over!

What's the big deal, Gin?

The big deal is that he's going to think

that his parents have gotten back together.

George, just say goodbye to the kids and go home.

Yeah, well...

I can't exactly... go home.

Desalvo changed the locks on me.

I'm three months behind on my rent.

Baby, I am this close to having the car repossessed,

I mean, I had to hock that old drum kit

that I was gonna teach Henry how to play.

Did you know that you had been locked out

when you came here last night?

I thought I'd sleep on the couch.

Oh.

Can you-- can you spot me anything, Gin?

I'm living out of a suitcase.

I've been turning my underwear inside out since Thursday.

Well, I have been working 16 hours a day,

and I can barely afford to pay for a babysitter.

Well, why don't I watch the kids for a couple of weeks?

You can pay me slightly less than you pay your girl.

I am not paying you

to babysit your own children, George Johnson!

It's win-win.