Fifty Shades Freed

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Anastasia, I vow to

love you faithfully

forsaking all others.

I promise to love, to trust

and to respect you.

To comfort you in times of

need and keep you safe.

All that I have

is now yours.

Fifty shades freed.

I give you my hand to my heart.

For as long as we both shall live.

Christian, I vow to be

your faithful partner

in sickness and health,

I promise

to love you unconditionally.

To honor and respect you.

To bring you solace

in times of need.

I promise to cherish you

as long as we both shall live.

I now pronounce you

man and wife.

You may kiss the bride.

Mrs. Gray?

That's me.

Yeah, you.

Let's get out of here.

You own this?

We own this.

Mrs. Grey, Mr. Grey.

I didn't sleep last night.

Don't count on any tonight either.

Will you put some of

this in my back?

If you insist.

- Take off the whole thing.

- Not a chance.

- Why?

- You're showing plenty as it is.

I am wearing more

than any woman here.

You want to be goggle by every

guy in the beach...

Including Taylor?

When's Taylor gonna get a vacation?

We need security.

- On the beach, why?

- Because we do.

You are done.

I'm gonna go for a swim.

You coming?

I'm right behind you.

Here you go sir.

"Access granted"

What the hell are you doing?

I must have turned over in my sleep.

Yeah, it's not funny.

Come on,

it's a little funny.

Christian, look around. There is nothing

but b*obs for as far as I can see.

B*obs in boob land.

Nobody cares about mine.

They will when they are on the

cover of some sleazy tabloid.

Alright?

We are going back to the boat.

You insist on defying me Mrs. Grey.

What should I do about that?

Learn to live with it.

It's not my style.

How come you

always braid my hair?

Hush.

Do you remember

your safe word?

- Purple.

- Anna.

Red.

Good.

Lift up your arms.

Tomorrow I'm gonna call this deal.

Don't pull.

Don't bite.

- Do you love me?

- You know, I love you.

- Then why do you defy me?

- Because I can.

I should misbehave more often.

Yeah, maybe you should.

Hey Ross. What's up?

I'm sorry to interrupt

your honeymoon.

We had a fire in the main

server room this morning.

Was any one injured?

No, and the damage could

have been much worse.

The fire suppressant system kicked in.

It looks like Arsen.

Someone planted an explosive device.

This guy... Security is sweeping

the room for fingerprints and DNA.

Did he get any data?

He took some of your personal files

and then he might have set

the fire to cover his tracks.

Can you go back?

Oh, my God.

That's Jack.

- Who's Jack?

- Jack Hyde

- A formerly of SIP.

- He was my boss.

Not any more,

he's been dealt with.

I'm sorry, we need to go home.

Ross, can you tell Andrea I need

the jet in Nise tomorrow please?

- Got it. I'm sorry, Mrs. Gray

- Oh, don't be.

Why would Jack do that?

It's insane.

What?

I got a report from the FAA,

they don't think that the

helicopter crash was an accident.

They said it looks like sabotage.

Sabotage? Why wouldn't

you tell me that?

I didn't want you to worry.

You think Jack did that too?

Why would he be

going with these links?

I don't know.

But don't worry.

I swear to keep you safe,

and I will.

Ana, it's not funny.

- Hey.

- Oh, uh.

Mr. and Mrs. Gray, welcome home.

- Hi, Gail.

- Sawyer, Ma'am.

- Hello, hi.

- This is my colleague, Prescott.

Just Sawyer and Prescott.

That's it?

Keep it simple.

They will be in charge of

your personal security.

Oh, both of you?

We'll mostly take turns, Mrs Grey.

You will not even know we are here.

That seems unlikely,

but thank you.

Can I get you something to eat

before I unpack your bags?

I'm good.

Anastasia?

- Some tea perhaps?

- Yeah, yes. Thank you.

I mean, please.

And thank you.

- I'll be in my office

- Okay.

Later, baby.

Now when you have a moment,

we should discuss how you'd

like to run the household.

Run the household?

The dinner menus,

the wine list,

the flowers...

...and what changes you'd like

made to the decor?

I know it's a

lot to take in.

- Mrs. Grey, there is no rush.

- Can't you just call me Anna?

Well, Mr. Gray likes to

be called Mr. Grey.

So, that would be a little odd.

Okay.

Now what would

you like for tonight?

I have beef...

Actually I was kind of

thinking that maybe I

could just cook dinner

for Christian tonight.

Mrs. Grey.

I'm so sorry. You prob...

I don't wanna

mess up your plans.

Mrs. Gray,

this is your home.

This is your kitchen.

You don't need to ask permission.

Now, why don't I show

you what's in the freeze

and you can take it from there.

Perfect.

Perfect timing.

- Where's Gail?

- I gave her a night off.

Sit.

Medium-Rare.

Just how sir likes it.

I can get used to this.

Well, we 're kind of married,

so you might have to.

I meant you, in my kitchen.

You mean, barefoot and pregnant?

- That was a joke.

- Yeah.

I'm assuming it wasn't the

barefoot part that made you

nearly choke on your food.

You do wanna have

kids some day, right?

Someday, sure.

You don't really sound sure.

You know what I'm sure about?

- That's great stake.

- Christian.

- Do you not wanna have kids?

- Of course.

One day, just,

not now.

I'm not ready to share you

with anyone.

- Mrs. Grey.

- Thank you.

Anna, nice of you to join us.

Hi Liz, am I in the right office?

We had a makeover,

Mr Roach wanted to welcome

the new fiction editor.

- Who's the new fiction editor?

- You are.

You got a promotion.

- I got a promotion?

- And you were not even here.

- Anna!

- Hi, Hannah.

- Hi.

- Welcome back.

- How do you like your new desk?

- Amazing.

I'm gonna let your get settled in.

And Anna, good luck.

Not that you need it.

So... Who is that beautiful man?

Oh, that's Sawyer.

My personal security.

I know... It's very very fancy.

- Can we find a spot for him?

- I might have an opening.

Hannah?

Down girl.

Everything is in

relativelythe same spot.

Oh, and I asked I to change your email.

Because they still have you as

Anna Steele instead of Anna Grey.

Oh, um... Let's just leave it for a while.

Done. And Boyce Fox is in town.

Awesome, thank you,

thanks Hannah.

This is amazing. Anna, I

can't thank you enough.

Well, you did the work.

Now, when am I gonna see

pages for book too?

Already? Well, I have

written 3 chapters so far.

Christian, Boyce.

This is my husband, Christian Gray.

- Christian, this is Boyce Fox

- Pleasure to meet you.

Absolutely. Do you mind?

I need a word with Mrs Steele here.

No. Actually no,

we are not finished.

You know, I'm just gonna grab a coffee.

It's nice to meet you.

- Good looking guy.

- Seriously, Christian?

You evading my authors now?

I tried emailing you, it bounced.

There is no Anastasia Grey at SIP.

I know, Anna Steele is

the name I use at work.

And I know you're gonna

say I don't need to work.

But I can's stay home and do

lunches and choose wall paper.

I'll loose my mind.

I work because I love my job.

Understood, but you can't

love it as Anna Grey?

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