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- This road trip is just so unremarkable.
- Well, what were you expecting?

I mean, we're picking
our friend up from rehab

and I just thought there'd be something
I could write about in my book.

She told me that there was
something that I needed to sign,

so I could come get her...

No, we offered to drive
her to the airport,

but she said you were
coming here for her.

There's an airport?

We live in a huge
sprawling Metropolis

where it's very, very easy to avoid
the person you don't want to see.

Yeah, but that's so sad.

Why? Because we once shared
true and stunning intimacies

and now we're nothing
more than strangers?

Exactly.

That's not sad, Hannah.
That's called life.

I missed you so much.

And I would really like it if
you would please stop leaving,

'cause I'm really looking
forward to you being around.

I don't care about hair.

It grows, it shrinks.
You can't get attached.

Plus, you should feel very confident
'cause I'm a lot better at this

when I'm not in the middle
of an obsessive-compulsive meltdown.

Fuck.

What?

Wait...

I can't hear you. Calm down.
Breathe from your stomach.

Where are you?

Are you serious?

Okay, okay, okay.
1616 India Street.

Yes, see you
in a bit.

Who did you just
give our address to?

My sister.

I mean, I guess I should've known what was
going on from the beginning, you know?

But he had so many pets
and was so good to them.

How could a man who loves animals
with such a haunting totality

just turn around
and brutally rebuff me?

- It doesn't make sense.
- It's shocking.

- It is.
- So, I don't fucking get it.

He just dropped you
by the side of the road?

Yeah, right to the guardrail. "Go,"
he said, "I'm saving you from me."

I hitched to the nearest bus station,
and a very sweet, sad-eyed clerk

took pity on me and gave me
a ticket, thank God.

I am so sorry this happened.
I really am.

Thank you so much.
You're so sweet.

I promise I won't avail myself of
your hospitality for very long.

Fuck, no. You're not availing
yourself of it at all.

Adam, we have
a spare room.

We're happy to have you stay with
us for as long as you need to...

No, she can't.
You're not staying.

You can wipe your nose with some toilet
paper, then you can fucking get lost.

I understand your frustration
with me, Addie, I really do.

But I have nowhere
to get lost to, okay?

I'm unemployed
and homeless.

I got fired because apparently nobody
trusts a young, beautiful teacher.

They only want
old, stinky ones.

Horrible double standard
in our culture.

Believe me, this is the last
place in the world I want to be.

Obviously it's not the last
place because you're here

even though I told you you're never
welcome to stay with me again

after you tried to
euthanize Grandma Helen.

She asked me to!
She said she was terminal!

I'm sorry that I believed
our dying grandma!

There's not a fucking chance!
Not a fucking chance in hell, Liney.

I don't know why you're
being so mean to her, okay?

We have this whole extra bedroom
for exactly this purpose.

We have all that fancy soap
I stole from my parents' hotel.

I don't get
why you're doing this.

I know you're just trying to be nice,
but there is no being nice to this girl.

She destroys
everything in her wake.

- That's not possible.
- She can't stay.

I know her better than you do.
Trust me, please. I'm not being a dick.

- Okay, I trust you.
- Thank you.

You're welcome.

- No.
- Okay.

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Look, I just need you
to take this video down.

I don't have the password,
but it is my face, okay?

I am in the video. I can
give you proof of that.

It's me.

No, it's my...
yeah, it's my face.

I am in the video.
What more do you want?

Do you want me to send you proof
of identification or something

so you know it's me?
I can do that.

I could, like, text you my
driver's license or something.

I'm not gonna
ask him for it

because I fucking hate him.
He broke my heart.

He, like, ruined my fucking life.
I'm not gonna get in touch with him.

You are a moron!
Seriously?

Why can't you
understand this?

No, no, no, no, no.
I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry,
I'm sorry.

I did not mean to offend you.
I'm really, really sorry.

What's your name?

Marcel?
My name's Marnie.

I really apologize for
losing my temper at you.

Hey, Caroline.

I am so sorry,
but I forgot that my friend,

um, Kerrity is coming
to stay here.

She's an old
gymnastics friend,

and I just don't feel comfortable
leaving her in the lurch...

I understand. It's
totally okay, Hannah.

- I'll be fine.
- Okay, great.

I'm really not as fragile
as he thinks I am.

- Okay, good.
- I'm really a good old girl.

- Good.
- But if you did have some arnica

for these bruises on my thigh,
that would be so helpful.

Did you run into something, or is that
more of, like, an abuse scenario?

'Cause those
are really...

You know, I don't know
what to call

a provoked physical attack
by someone you love.

- I really don't.
- He fucking hit you?

- Where is he now?
- It's not that simple.

You know, I have a much more
complex view of these things.

I have recently become
just keenly aware

of the challenge that I present
to those who surround me, and I was...

Do you want to come
to my birthday party?

I mean, I don't know,
it might be totally lame,

and I'm not sure... my mom and
my best friend are organizing.

It could be
just ridiculous,

but maybe it'll take your mind
off things and, who knows?

It would be my honor.

- Thank you.
- Good.

- Thank you.
- Good.

Adam, can I borrow pants, a shirt, and
a dickey for the birthday party, please?

Did I mention the drug test
we require of all new employees?

I'm kidding. Welcome aboard.
See you next week.

So, is that
the first hire?

Yeah, 'cause you made me
take all the Bad News Bears

from the old location,
which is bullshit.

Loyalty will get you
everywhere.

You know, if you wrote down
all these business lessons,

then you wouldn't have to spout
embarrassing platitudes in public.

Think about that.

The fact is, Ray, I won't be
spouting platitudes much longer.

I know, you're sick.

The thing is, if you don't tell me what
you're sick with, then I can't help you.

- And furthermore, I can't care.
- That is heartwarming, Ray.

Ray, I love you... like a son.

I love you
like a bastard son.

I love you, too, Hermie.
I do, and I have to admit...

I'm kinda scared,
you know?

Life can be terrifying,
even if you're not sick.

No, no, I'm scared of being a boss.
Like, a real, legitimate boss, you know?

Of making decisions
for the entire team.

Of having boundaries and
respecting those boundaries.

Of being the type of man that
can handle all this shit.

It's simple, Ray. Don't hit
anyone, don't shtup anyone,

clean so that rats don't get tempted,
and you got yourself a business.

Don't shtup anybody?

- Yeah.
- Okay, okay.

All right. If it's really
that simple, I can do that.

I can do that for you, but I'm telling
you, you're gonna outlive us all.

You'll see, you're gonna be
like Ingmar fucking Bergman.

He said he was
gonna die every day.

He lived to his late 80s on his
own private Swedish island.

Think about it, Hermie.

- Ray!
- Yay!

Holla!

Happy birthday!

- Surprise!
- It's not a surprise party.

- Oh.
- I'm still so excited.

I have no idea
why he said that.

- I specifically told him not to.
- I forgot.

This is so amazing that you
guys are doing this for me.

We're just paying.
Marnie's done so much.

I can't believe
you're turning 25.

- Where does the time go?
- I don't know.

- You look so wonderful.
- Thank you.

Doesn't she? I keep telling her she could
look like this every day if she wanted.

You really
look great, sweetie.

Oh, um, this is Adam's
sister, Caroline.

- Oh, hi.
- Just so healthy and clean...

- ...and just, you know, wow.
- Mom, I get it.

Hey.

Oh, hi.

- Oh, golly.
- Okay, okay, okay. That's enough.

And you remember Adam from
my period of mental illness.

Hey, so fucking good
to see you, Mr. Horvath.

- You're fucking right.
- Mrs. Horvath.

- How are you?
- Just a family affair, huh?

It's great you
could make it, Caroline.

Anyway, so you guys
should all go get drinks.

We're paying for all of
the liquor until 10:00 PM.

We are paying?

And if you do want to get a drink, just
use the passcode, which is "banana."

Banana.

- Banana, banana.
- Shh.

Yep, it is, and if
you say it too loudly,

everyone else will hear it and
then they'll get free drinks,

so just keep it
to yourself.

I'm gonna
show you around.

Hannah...

I'll be right back.

So, Caroline,
how old are you?

I love your hat.

You're so great
to do this,

especially considering everything
you're dealing with with Charlie and...

Are you joking? This is, like,
the nicest distraction for me to have.

It's so good for me to,
like, throw myself into this.

And I'll have a bunch
of party pictures

that I can post to Instagram
'cause I know he checks it.

- He definitely checks it.
- He fucking checks it.

- Happy birthday, boo!
- Hi, how are you, Tako?

Happy birthday.
This is Prietta.

- Hey, good to meet you.
- My love. Where's Adam?

He's stuck with my parents.
Please go rescue him.

- I'll be back.
- Sorry.

I just have something
to show you.

Awesome.
Laird!

Hannah, hi. On the occasion
of your birthday, I present...

You know what? You can just
go ahead and leave that

in the back room with
the rest of the presents.

- Tinu! Hi!
- Oh, hey! Happy birthday.

- No.
- I'll find you in a second.

Just really quick.

- Boo.
- Oh, my God!

- Happy birthday!
- Hello, darling.

- Hi.
- You look... amaze, birthday girl.

- Thank you.
- I have some drinks for everybody.

- This is great.
- Cheers.

Twenty fucking five.

- That's how old I am.
- Oh, my God.

I cannot believe it.
How does it feel?

- It feels great.
- Yeah?

Being 25 is great.

It's really amazing
that all three of you

have accomplished so little
in the four years since college.

I mean, think about it.
Four years.

Four years
is, like, nothing.

Your 21st birthday
feels like yesterday to me.

Do you remember, we sang
the duet from "Rent"?

Oh, my God, we sang
"Take Me or Leave Me."

- It was atrocious.
- It was so fun.

It was the happiest
we've ever been, remember?

We should do it again.
There's a stage right there.

Marnie, I cherish you
on an interpersonal level,

I love this party. The last thing I want
to do is sing anything from "Rent."

Okay.

Guys, I really wish you
weren't watching this right now.

Marnie, shh,
it's not that bad.

I just... Charlie
made me do it

and then he, like, put it on YouTube
and he was like, "Ta-da."

But I should've been like, "Fuck you.
Here's the video."

Marnie, you were definitely
complicit in the creation of this.

Why don't you just call
him and ask for his password?

I don't want to fucking call him,
and I do not want to know his password.

Maybe his password is, "I shape
my pubes into a neat box."

People are so mean
in the comment section.

Oh, my God,
it's crazy.

"Please stab this Disney princess
in the face and shut her the fuck up."

Don't... I don't want to
read... I don't read comments.

The guy likes your tits.

Hey.

You're not dancing.

No, I'm not.

You're not
fucking dancing.

I'm not fucking dancing.

Dance with me.

I'm gonna pass.

Oh, don't be so stoic.
Dance with me.

Really, I'm okay.
Thank you.

Thank you.

I leave my body during sex.
It's called disassociation.

It's an anxiety symptom.

Listen, I just got out
of a relationship, okay?

And my ex is here and I'm not
really in the mood to talk...

What?

I said I'm not really
in the mood to talk to...

I can't hear you. Can you
come a little closer?

I said I'm not really
in the mood... ow!

What the fuck
is wrong with you?

Sorry?

Jesus Christ.

Excuse me?

Hello?

- Barkeep!
- Good luck.

This guy apparently
hates serving people.

It's like his biggest
pet peeve, doing his job.

You can tell he fancies himself
one of these mixologists, right?

Dude, they're not
going home with you, okay?

Be reasonable.

Zombie bite.

I like your style.

- I'm Ray.
- Kobi.

Kobi.
Good man, Kobi.

Good man, indeed.

So, what brings you
out here tonight, Kobi?

Why does any guy come to a place
where there's dancing?

A girl told me to come.

Right. And who is this
tantalizing vixen, hmm?

Shoshanna Shapiro.

Oh, you know her?

A little bit.

- Yeah, how'd you guys meet?
- On the street, actually.

- On the street?
- This girl is crazy.

I mean, she was drunk
and she just screams,

"Hey, hottie. You know where
I can find some dank weed?"

So I'm telling her, and then her and her
friends pull me into a cab with them.

It was like a Cîroc
commercial, I swear.

Hmm, that's crazy.

Dude, she's got some pretty
diverting friends, so maybe...

Yeah.

- They always do that.
- It's so fucking cool.

Caroline's
being okay, right?

Well...

So far, but I'm telling you,
she starts out great,

and then she'll flush all your fish down
the toilet because they need to be free.

She's mean
in her heart, Hannah.

She's the opposite of you.
She's mean inside.

- I can be really mean.
- She's a selfish fucking disaster.

She doesn't even have the common
courtesy to implode alone.

All must go down
with her.

Okay.

I really hear you,
but she's being fine tonight,

and she's not
staying with us.

She's not staying with us.

Adam, I always
have terrible birthdays.

It's kind of my thing.

So can we please just
try and have fun?

No?

- No, we can't?
- Yes, we can.

- Hey!
- Yes, we can.

Hey.

- Shosh, hey.
- Hi.

- How's it going?
- Um, g-good.

You're here for...

- Hannah's birthday.
- Hannah's birthday, right.

Of course. Me, too.

- Right.
- Well, yeah.

- That makes sense.
- Makes sense.

- How are things?
- I'm doing well. Yeah, thanks.

Things are good.
Really good, actually.

I moved into Adam's old place
in Prospect Heights...

- Oh, wow.
- Which is really nice.

It's nice to have running
water and drapes and stuff.

My Aunt Helene,
you may remember,

is a decorator for
restaurants out in Syosset,

so she's really helping me get the place
all slicked out, looking legit.

- Right.
- So that's nice.

And the new Grumpy's
opened up.

It's doing really well.
Better than we expected.

- That's great.
- Yeah, so...

Hermie wants to name the new place
Ray's, which is pretty cool.

Oh, wow. That's cool
'cause it's your name.

Yeah, we got eight new employees,
which I hired directly.

One of my many
responsibilities as manager.

And if things
go really well,

in a few months, we
might install a, uh...

I'm sorry.

I can't... I just
don't... I'm sorry.

I don't... I don't think
I want to be friends with you.

- Um, okay.
- I just don't...

I don't wanna be polite with you,
I don't wanna have small talk with you.

I just don't... think...

Anyway, enjoy
your evening.

Enjoy your life.

Cool cigarette.

I heard neck tattoos
are the new sunglasses.

I hope so.

Hey, ho! Let's go!

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Oh, my God,
it's Ed Norton.

- I love him.
- Hannah!

That is not Ed Norton.
That is my editor, David.

I have no idea
what he's doing here.

Hannah?!

What is he doing here?

I told him about it, but
in the context of a story.

I didn't think
he'd actually come.

Any of you scruffy
trust-funders seen Hannah?

David!

- Honey.
- Hey. Hi.

It is I,
David Pressler-Goings.

I'm sorry.

- Hi.
- Hi.

- I am so glad you could make it.
- Then you should have invited me.

Not that
I would've accepted.

I just happened to be
in the neighborhood

because somebody
bitched out on me yet again.

Some little
baby fucking bitch.

So I thought I would drop by and
see how the kids are partying.

- Hello, my name is Marnie Michaels.
- Hi.

I am prominently featured
in many of Hannah's essays.

You certainly are. I'm so glad
I didn't wear that dress.

And this is my boyfriend, Adam.

Hey, it's a great and good pleasure
to make your acquaintance.

Adam.

A-A-Adam.

Adam, Adam.
Adam, come here.

Could you get me
a tall glass of still water

and an Internet-enabled
cell phone of some kind?

Um, I've got
the Internet-enabled phone.

Just try it. Try it out.
And you will go and get the water.

I'm just gonna download Grindr
on this, just temporarily.

- Cool.
- Sure, yeah.

- It's not really my thing.
- Yeah.

Where is she going?

That was so great.
Thank you guys so much.

Uh, hello, hi.

My name
is Marnie Michaels,

and as many of you know,
we are here tonight

to celebrate
Hannah's 25th birthday.

She's right there,
the birthday girl.

She's wearing her Birthday
Bitch hat, like she oughta.

Um, it means a lot
that you're all here,

and we love you a lot, and most
importantly, Hannah loves you a lot,

and what better thing
to do on this night

than to celebrate the birth of one
of my personal favorite people

on the entire planet,
my Hannah?

Yeah! Yeah!

Fuck!

Excuse me.

Why did you stop playing
the great song that I requested

and started playing
this piece of shit song?

Because that's what DJs do.
We switch from one song to another.

- Who asked you to change songs?
- That little dude dancing over there.

That guy?
That silver elf over there?

- Yes.
- Poor man's Anderson Cooper?

He told me to call him
the Mixmaster General.

That guy?

I love you so much.
Happy 25th birthday.

And I actually would like
to invite you to the stage

because I have a little bit
of a surprise

for you
and for everybody else.

So if you could come on up here
and join me, that would be great.

Go, go, go.

So let's give a warm round
of applause for the birthday girl.

Yay.

You can start the song.

Yay.

This is
an encore performance.

♪ Every single day
I walk down the street ♪

♪ I hear people say,
"Baby, so sweet" ♪

♪ Ever since puberty
everybody stares at me ♪

♪ Boys, girls,
I can't help it, baby ♪

♪ So be kind and don't
lose your mind... ♪

When you accept my request,
we enter a contract.

- Why are you still talking?
- Okay?

A contract between DJ
and listener.

And now, based on your actions,
you have failed to honor that contract.

Well, I guess
my life is over, then.

- Be off.
- It's a breach!

Breach of contract.

Excuse me?

Are you the guy
I just messaged?

'Cause you don't look
like your picture.

Did you tell the DJ
to stop playing my song

and start playing
this piece of shit song?

You're welcome.

Okay, let me tell you something.
That's not how it works, okay?

- How does it work?
- I'll tell you the way it works.

There's a queue, okay? And this
is the way the queue works, okay?

This is the logic
of the queue.

My song plays first
because I asked first.

Your song plays after that
because you did not ask first.

Songs should never, ever,
ever, ever end in the middle.

Okay? It's not fair to end things
in the middle. Do you understand?

- Whoa, are you on coke?
- What? No!

Do you have any coke?

Do you understand
the concept of the queue?

Do you? It's the only thing
separating us from the animals!

And now I have
grown weary of you!

Jesus.

- Hey, did you... you hear what...
- Fuck.

Not even close.

Oh, man.

Whoa, what a heady dust up.
I've never felt more alive.

I work out.
Come on, let's hug it out.

- Come on, brother.
- What?

I got 40 more good years.
Let's hug it out.

Come on.

♪ I look before I leap ♪

♪ Margins and discipline ♪

♪ I make lists
in my sleep ♪

♪ Baby,
what's my sin? ♪

♪ Quit, I follow through ♪

- ♪ I hate mess, but I love you... ♪
- Fight!

♪ What to do with
my impromptu baby... ♪

Just keep going.

♪ Be kind,
don't lose... ♪

Fight!

Oh, no, no. It's not about your voice.
It's something small.

There's a fight.

♪ Take me
for what I am... ♪

Just stay.

♪ Who I was
meant to be... ♪

You can stay.

♪ And if you give a damn

♪ Take me, baby,
or leave me... ♪

What's this from?

Did Caroline leave on her
own or was she kicked out

for, like, trying to steal a
light fixture or something?

I don't know, but she
was definitely gone

before Ray got
punched in the face.

That's too bad. That kind
of shit's right in her wheelhouse.

Yes?

I made you
something.

Oh. Is it drugs?

It's my tooth.

I love it.
No.

Well, it's either mine or Caroline's.
My mom put them all in one box.

But it's definitely
my genetic material.

I love it.

I love it so much.

I love it.

Happy birthday.

Thank you.

I love my necklace.

I have to pee.

Go wait for me.
I'll be right back.

Thank you.

What?

I'm sorry, it's Caroline.
She just really scared me.

No, what did you do?

- Jesus Christ.
- What did you do?

Oh, fuck me.

Stop, stop, stop.

Why are you
even bothering?

You didn't even care
if I'm on the street.

Why did I even join
the teachers' union, huh?

I need a towel
or something.

- Mm-hmm.
- Some water.

Thank you, Hannah.

Thank you so much
for your compassion.

It's okay.

I'm so sorry.
I just...

I get mixed up,
you know?

I don't mean to be like this.
I never mean to do it.

It's awful, you know?

It's just awful
to be like this.

You just need
a good night's sleep.

I understand.

- Oh, my God.
- I told you.

She got in.
I told you.

And she won.

Okay? She won.

- Do you still want to have sex?
- No.

That makes sense.

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