All language subtitles for The L Word (2004) S01E09 Listen Up.en

- I didn't get in.
- Then I'm not going.

Don't be ridiculous.
You get to go to Europe,

- meet the best dressage riders.
- It won't be any fun without you.

You'll probably make best friends
with some snobby girl from Spence.

- Will you go back to Seneca Lake?
- I might stay here.

My mom wants me to canvass for
Nixon/Agnew in the California primary.

Send me postcards, OK? Every day.

I'm gonna miss you so much, Leslie.

Jesus! What are you doing?

It just... I don't know, it
just happened. It felt right.

People have all kinds of feelings.

Doesn't mean we're
supposed to act on them.

- I don't think I wanna do this.
- Try.

If you hate it, we can say

"We think we're better than
you and we're out of here."

Or we can pass judgment on them
without ever even meeting them.

I just want you to know
I'm only doing this for you.

Welcome. Bette and Tina.

- Hi.
- Hi.

So...

Hey!

- When did you get here?
- Hi, big girl! Give me a hug!

- It's nice to see you!
- Oh, it's nice to see you!

This is the band, this is me.

- My band, The Garanimals. Do we rock?
- It's good.

We rock! Forget it. You think I
sold out with the real-estate thing.

- You're turning into a suit.
- Yeah, I'm a real estate broker.

Look, it's cool to do something
stupid and make a lot of money

and then you can do what you want.

OK!

- I love your apartment, by the way.
- You do?

- You think it has good energy?
- I think it's a tool shed.

If I take more responsibility for
my choices and actions today...

I will stop blaming Charlie
for my low self-esteem.

Sometimes I keep
myself passive when I...

Let Bette make all the
financial decisions in our lives.

- Even though we agreed...
- That's good, Tina.

Just a simple, declarative statement.

No need to elaborate at this stage.

Why wasn't I born with a trust fund?

All I wanna do is sit and write...

Most people with trust funds
aren't tortured enough to write.

So, are you and Tim still having sex?

- Or did you break up out of boredom?
- OK...

Did you have a lot of angry
sex? That's kind of hot.

Can we please, please not talk about
Tim? It's the worst mood killer.

Thank God. 'Cause I gotta
tell you, back in college,

do you have any idea
how hard it was to sleep

ten feet away from you guys doing it?

I was mildly disgusted
by his bulging muscles

and his little... his
little grunts of pleasure.

- "Oh. Oh. Oh, Jenny. Oh, Jenny, Jenny... "
- No, no, no, stop it.

Evil to say bad things about Tim.

- Oh, for God's sake!
- It is.

You guys gonna get back together?

You've been banished to do your
penance, then he's gonna let you back?

- No. It's over.
- It's over?

Fini.

My greatest fear about
being a parent is...

That our child will...
seem like an alien to us.

And we'll seem like an
alien to him. Or her.

That I'd be bored being
a stay-at-home dad.

And I'd start to blame Charlie.

That Alma will never really
accept Hector as our child.

That Hector will continue
to be a troubled child.

That my daughter will feel angry
with me for not giving her a father.

Pass.

OK. Let's move on. Tina?

Uh... I know Bette and
I must have some fears

because otherwise what would
we be doing in this group?

But we're comfortable with
the lesbian parent thing.

I guess our greatest fear would be...

... whether or not Bette's father

will accept our child. Yeah, that's it.

That Bette's father won't consider
our baby to be his grandchild.

Now, the next exercise.

My greatest fear about
being a parent is...

... that I won't be
a good enough provider.

That's good, Bette. It takes
time to build trust in the group.

Eventually, it'll be easier to
say what you really mean to say.

I... went on a three-day wine tour.

- Whoa! Wine! Good!
- It is really yummy.

We gotta go to Tim's
to get the corkscrew.

- No shit. Where is he?
- On a recruiting trip.

Oh, goody. This is gonna be fun,

'cause we can snoop
to our hearts' content.

We can go through his drawers,
read his mail, put on his pants.

- Maybe.
- I'm gonna dance topless on his table.

- What are you doing?
- Getting the key. Thank you, Tim.

Do you think he's really
on a recruiting trip

or in some love nest with another woman?

- No.
- I'm just asking.

Oh-oh. What? What is this face?

- Is there another woman?
- Sort of.

Not everything is about
furthering my career.

Well, you wouldn't know that
to hear you speak publicly.

These are two separate issues for me.

This kid has been passed

from group home to a
foster home to the shelter.

I've worked with him.

If he doesn't get into a good
family, then he is a goner.

I think it's admirable
to adopt a needy child.

- Bette and I wanted to adopt.
- So why didn't you?

Because some girl from the Midwest
who thinks lesbians have horns

isn't about to choose us as
adoptive parents for her baby.

- That's how the system works.
- If you're set on a newborn, white baby.

What's wrong with a white
person wanting a white baby?

Most people wanna have a family

that looks like the
family they grew up in.

Yolanda? You have something
you wanna say to Bette?

I do. You talk so proud and
forthright about being a lesbian.

But you never refer to yourself
as an African-American woman.

You're saying that white people
should only take care of white babies.

I said nothing of the kind.

I was about to say that Tina and
I chose an African-American donor

because it was important to us

to have a family that
reflects who we are.

Before you reflect who you
are you have to be who you are.

They're wondering what
we're talking about

because they didn't know you were black.

You need to reflect on what it
is you're saying to the world

by hiding so behind the
lightness of your skin.

You know... you know nothing about me.

You don't know how I grew
up, how I live my life.

- That's because...
- Yolanda, Bette.

I'm gonna have to ask you
to save this till Thursday.

We'll pick it up during
Freestyle. Good work, everyone.

Hey, tell Bette not to let
Yolanda get to her too much.

She's just trying to figure
her out, see if she has an ally.

Stick around. Soon you'll
start looking forward to it.

No, no, we both thought
it was really interesting.

"We"? You haven't had a chance
to talk to Bette about it yet.

Oh, yeah. Um, I thought
it was really interesting.

I'll talk to Bette about it and
we'll both decide what we wanna do.

- Better?
- Mm-hm. See ya.

My God! That is...

I mean... I'm so glad it was you

and not Tim who went
out and did the nasty.

You know? So, like, where did
you meet him? What does he do?

What is he? What does he look like?

- At a party.
- Yeah?

- Uh, owns a caf�.
- That's cool.

I'm not proud of what I
did. It was really shitty.

- What? Is he funny?
- Definitely not.

- Smart?
- I don't know.

But hot?

Marina's definitely hot.

Marina?

Whoa, dude, that's the
one thing I haven't done!

So... what are you gonna
call her in the story?

No, I didn't do it because of that.

I didn't do this for
something to write about.

Jenny?

- Hey.
- What?

Look at me.

Oh, my God.

She broke your heart.

Fuck.

- You look great!
- I love it!

- You look wicked.
- That is awesome.

I want you to sign it. Make
it out to Francesca and I.

- She's back?
- Oh, bring her to Twat.

You have to take her.

- Make it special.
- "Dana Fairbanks, professional lesbian."

Oh, come on. Next week it'll
be in every magazine you read.

You won't be able to
keep the girls away.

Your parents must be so proud.

Dana.

- Did you not do it?
- You didn't come out to your parents yet?

- Subaru's gonna do it for you.
- You didn't tell them?

You didn't tell them.
You have to do this today.

I can't do it today. My mom's getting
an award from her women's group.

Your mother belongs to a
women's group? That's good.

Orange County Republican
Women's Coalition.

Ay co�o. I'm sorry.

Dana, come on. We weren't laughing.

Oh, God... Dana, talk
to me. I want to help.

I can't believe my life right now.

I fucked up so bad with Lara
and you guys are laughing at me.

- I just... I can't handle it.
- I'm sorry. I feel like an asshole.

I have an idea. Ready?

- I'm gonna come with you.
- I can't do it.

You're gonna tell your mom and dad
before your mother gets the award.

OK, just wham, "Mom, Dad, I'm a
lesbian." No big deal, just like that.

There's no way they'll make a
scene in front of all those people.

I can look Republican.

Who the hell does she think she is?

She knows nothing
about my race politics,

nothing about my self-identification.

- Nothing.
- She's a writer. Yolanda Watkins.

I Googled her. Teaches at UCLA. She's
published three volumes of poetry

and two books of non-fiction,
including Sistah, Stand Up.

- We're gonna have some fun with her.
- We?

- You're not the one she jumped all over.
- I was just as upset as you were.

I don't think so, Tina. It was
my whole life she was attacking.

My life.

So, Jen... were you always a lesbian?

I never said I was a lesbian.

So it just came out of
nowhere and bit you on the ass?

Because I mean, you know, I love women.

For companionship,

I figure I could do without
the company of men entirely.

Except, dude... can't get down
with the puss. I love a dick.

- I think I'm bisexual.
- Oh, brother.

Jenny, is this just
your way of telling me

that you had a huge
crush on me in college?

Annette.

- No.
- You're lying. You're madly in love with me.

Well, I gotta get a look at this
Marina, see if she's worth it.

- No.
- Yeah, we gotta stalk her.

- Just so I can see.
- No, no, no stalking.

- Why?
- Because... her girlfriend's back in town.

Her girlfriend? Does this
just keep getting better?

She told me that she had a
girlfriend after Tim left me.

But I would have done everything
in the exact same way I did it now.

- I would've.
- Is there any more to this story?

- No.
- Fine. This is what I think.

I gotta see this woman.

And you gotta stake out the
competition. I'm serious.

You're not gonna take this sitting
down. If you're really in love...

- I don't know if I'm in love.
- Whatever. Go out guns blazing.

- You gotta stand up and fight for the...
- What?

Whatever... What's
the girlfriend's name?

- Francesca Wolff.
- Oh, barf. Well, Francesca's going down.

We're shooting the video in three weeks.

Our people will be in touch
to work on the details.

That's sweet! Hey, I'm down with it.

- Hey.
- Hey, baby girl!

Duane, this is my little sister, Bette.

Bette, this is Duane
Washington of Ben's Box Records.

And what's this?

I work with Slim Daddy. He's
gonna sample "It's The Real Thing".

Wow! Fantastic.

Do you mind if I take a look?

Who would have thought
that a song I wrote in 1986

would be sampled by Slim Daddy in 2004?

1,000 dollars is all
you're offering my sister

for unlimited use of her song?

- Standard contract for a sample.
- I'm down with the deal.

Are you gonna give her a
percentage of the revenues?

We should have a lawyer look at this

and give it back in a couple of days.

This is pretty much a
non-negotiable offer.

There you go.

Hey, let me know when you're
gonna be doing that video, OK?

- Nice to meet you.
- Nice to meet you.

- You almost fucked that up!
- I was trying to help.

You don't always make
the best decisions.

In this case, thanks but no thanks.

- I talked to David yesterday.
- And what did he want?

He came to meet you.

He saw you sitting at the bar,
having a drink, and he left.

What? You were there. You
know I wasn't drinking.

- I must have been in the bathroom.
- You know I wasn't drinking.

Oh, nice. You always
gotta take me down a notch.

Why can't you say, "Well done.
Slim Daddy wants to sample your song

and you got through a terrible situation

the other night without a drink"?

You can't even give me that, can you?

Hello.

Hey. I was... just
looking for a cigarette.

- Guess I should have asked, huh?
- Yeah.

Have you noticed those
banners around the house

that say smoking kills women?

- And there's one over the toilet, no?
- Yeah.

They don't smoke.

Duh.

Bette, there's a call on line
one. You might wanna take it.

- Take a message. I'm late for lunch.
- I think you should take it.

Oh, God...

- Bette Porter.
- Are you in charge of the museum?

- I am.
- Do you believe in Jesus Christ, ma'am?

Because God will punish you

for putting up blasphemous
filth in your museum.

You and all those involved
are gonna burn in hell.

You hear me? You're
all gonna burn in hell.

That's the fifth call today.
We thought you should know.

Just keep a record of the calls. OK?

Oh, my God!

- I killed him!
- Fucking bitch! Are you blind?

- I am so sorry.
- Get away from me!

There is no need to be so
aggressive. It was a mistake.

- Fuck you, you cow!
- Fuck you!

- Fuck you!
- You are a fucking nutcase!

- You're a fucking menace.
- Can I help?

- Are you OK?
- Yeah.

- Are you injured?
- No, but thank you for asking.

- At least someone did.
- You didn't let us, you freak.

Hey! Well, you're
obviously in one piece.

You sure know how to fall.
You're in amazing shape.

- Thanks.
- You sure you can ride?

Yeah, I can. I'm not sure they can.

Learn to drive.

Thank you. There's no
talking to some people.

Appeal to their vanity.
Works every time. Be careful.

OK. All right.

- Let's review the strategy one more time.
- Right.

- Exchange pleasantries.
- Mom says how thin I look.

My father asks how my career is going.

You tell them. Just blurt it out.

- Before lunch, before Mom gets the award.
- She'll keep it together.

She's not going on that stage
with her mascara running. Let's go.

OK.

Look at these beautiful ladies

who've come from Beverly
Hills to be at my luncheon!

- I don't live in Beverly Hills, Mom!
- You're so thin!

Alice, you look wonderful
as always! Nice to see you.

- Congrats, Sharon.
- Hi, Dad!

We'll have to go and sit down to lunch.

- Howie, have you said hello to your sister?
- Hey.

Hello.

- Ooh!
- Shit! Shit!

Now go!

All I can see right now is her butt.

Which is nice, for a girl, but
I'm not an expert on women's asses.

Come on, turn around.

- Wow! Wow.
- Can we go now?

I'm trying to wrap my head around
this. I wanna ask you something.

You had sex with that woman?
Did you go down on her?

- Please.
- No, this is important.

Do girls look pretty when
they're getting eaten out?

Guys look so dorky...

- Hello again.
- Hi.

OK. We have to go now.

Annette, it's not funny. What?

- Jenny. Jenny.
- What?

Oh, my God. It's Francesca.

Dana, you must be so
proud of your mother.

She raised more money for our
candidates than anybody else at the club.

Oh, I am very... proud, yes.

- We just wanted to say congratulations.
- Thank you so much.

- Aw, Dad...
- I'll just take this drink.

- Sorry about that.
- Mom. Dad.

Um, Howe. There's something I
want to talk to you guys about.

Dana, do you have a...
boyfriend, by any chance?

Howie, don't be a pain. If Dana had
a boyfriend he'd be here with us.

Dana's like I was.

When you're good at
something, men are intimidated.

You gotta wait for the
right one to come along.

- What were you saying, dear?
- Excuse me, I want an autograph.

I'm sorry to interrupt, but
it seemed like my best chance.

- You must be so proud.
- You know Marian.

- Hi.
- Hi, how are you?

- God!
- Dana...

It's my son. My son, Bruce,
he gave me this magazine.

He knew that your mother
was friends with me.

- We've come such a long way, haven't we?
- Oh, shit.

Howie! Dana. Sweetie... what was that?

- Mm...
- What was that?

My Subaru ad.

Something wonderful
happens and you downplay it.

That ad was very impressive.

Honey! Honey, when were
you going to tell us?

A few more surprises like that

and I could keel over
from a heart attack.

It's your day.

It's your day. You know? She
didn't want to steal your thunder.

Always thinking of other
people. That's my Dana.

I can't wait to tell your aunt Sasha.

She hasn't seen it,
or she'd be screaming.

I'm sure she would be.

What did it say again,
dear? "Get out and stay out."

Yeah, it did.

I'm not really sure what that means.

Um... It means...

It's a marketing campaign
for women... who are like me.

Who... who are... out...

... doorsy. Outside a lot. Who
are playing tennis. You know?

Things like that, you know.

I'm just not hungry all of a sudden.

Can you just give me a
minute? I'm just gonna...

I'll be back. OK? Just...

- They have no idea what it means.
- You think?

Or they totally get it

but they just went into
some black hole of denial.

You don't know how within the
realm of possibility that is.

Maybe they get it, maybe they don't.

But right now they're really proud
of you and this is the moment.

- D'you wanna practise?
- OK.

OK. This'll be Sharon
and this'll be Irwin.

- OK.
- Go ahead.

- That's retarded.
- Would you just play?

"I'm not really sure what that
means, 'Get out and stay out.'"

What are you looking at?

Thank you.

Ladies and gentlemen,

would you please join me
in welcoming to the stage

our own Woman of the
Year, Sharon Fairbanks.

- Well done, Sharon.
- Bravo.

What a day to be proud of my girls.

Thank you so much.

I feel so honoured to be standing
here in front of you and my family.

I can't tell you what a
precious moment this is.

For the last eight years...

You're making yourself
crazy. Maybe we should abort.

Who's smoking? Somebody's smoking.

- What up, lesbos?
- Thank God.

- Shit, Howie, what are you doing?
- What?

- Here.
- No. No, no.

It might help you relax a little bit.

Oh, Dana...

I gotta tell you...

When Mom and Dad disown
you an' all, I'll...

... still come and visit.

- Thanks, bro.
- Here.

- OK.
- Go for it.

- Oh...
- Wait a minute. Oh.

She bought her a watch.

Oh, it's a Mont Blanc.
Those are very expensive.

We're stalking someone,
which makes us crazy.

I think you can take her down.

Look at her. She's fucking beautiful,
man. She drives vintage Mercedes.

She's like Belmondo in,
like, this Godard film.

You know? I live out of a garbage
bag. I live in a tool shed.

- OK, but here's what I see.
- What do you see?

Francesca is buying Marina's affections.

You're way younger. You're way hotter.

Why do you think she came looking
for you? It's over between them.

Look at them, man.
There's love in their eyes.

They got that choojdooboom...

- Twat.
- No more twat for me.

- Twat gets me into trouble.
- Twat: The Night, you idiot.

We go together. We look hot,

we get you dolled up like
the Jenny I used to know.

- Marina sees us, maybe gets jealous.
- Maybe a bad idea?

Worst case scenario, she thinks
you have a hot new girlfriend.

But if it goes well, Fran will
be getting her walking papers.

I was at this...

Oh, fuck! Oh, my God.

- I'm not...
- Mom! You didn't do anything, Mom!

Dad, it's not like that.
Please let me explain!

You've said enough. I take it you
are part of this lifestyle, too?

Me? No, no, I have a boyfriend.

Thanks.

Mom, Dad, wait. Wait.

Wait, wait. Mom...

I'm sorry. I didn't do this to hurt you.

We all have feelings
for our girlfriends.

It doesn't mean you have to act on them.

Hey. You all right? OK.

Hey. Hey!

- Why are you doing this shit, Clive?
- They kicked me out.

I was just looking for
a fucking cigarette!

So if I was to look in your bag I
wouldn't find Marnie's CD player?

Do not throw this shit at
me. Do not fucking do that!

If it's not there that
means you sold it for drugs.

Fuck you! You are just like them.
Shane, please, you gotta help me.

- Oh, fuck.
- No, please, please!

Don't let them kick me out, OK?
I just need a couple more days...

Look, I'm out. I'm
done. I can't. I can't.

You fucked it. I can't.
Take that. I cannot do that.

Goddamn it.

All right.

You take that. You can stay
in a hotel for a few nights.

The reason you have this
money is because of me.

I'm the one who got you where you are.

Without me you never
would have met Harry

or have any clients. You owe me.

Thank you. I thank you for
setting me up. Selfish prick.

- Shane...
- Fuck!

Wait!

- Are you holding...
- No!

Goddamn it!

- Back off!
- Get in the car!

Just take it. Oh, God.

- I'm sorry.
- No, you're not.

Jenny?

- Hey, lesbo, is that you?
- Oh!

Hi, Tim.

- How long are you gonna be?
- In the bathroom or in LA?

- The bathroom.
- I'm almost done.

Hey... Hey, Tim.

I'm sorry for everything
that's been going on.

It must have been really hard.

Yeah. Well, it still is.

I know you're hurting,
but... if you can...

... you take care of Jenny.

She really needs somebody
now and I live too far away.

Thanks. It's all yours.

It's a petition opposing

the Arts Center for
displaying obscene art:

the Virgin Mary engaged
in a sex act with herself,

children with genitals exposed.

Ma'am, would you be interested
in signing this petition?

- I know something about the exhibit.
- Then you must be disgusted

at the sick material
that they're calling art.

Have you seen it, this so-called art?

Not personally, no, but
I don't feel I need to.

How can you ask people to
sign a petition opposing it?

How can you condemn works
of art without seeing them

or considering what the
artist might be trying to say?

Excuse me, you're on private property.

- Next time we'll have lap dancers.
- Totally.

- Is this the Twat?
- The Night.

- 15 dollars.
- Two. Awesome.

- Did you and Marina hang out here a lot?
- Um... Oh, my God.

- Uh, no, we never went out at all.
- You never went... ? Oh.

It was awful. They made me chase
them out the front door of the hotel

and she said we all have
feelings for our girlfriends

but it doesn't mean
we have to act on them.

What the hell does that mean?

That she fell in love with a
friend and got her heart broken.

No way. Sharon Fairbanks,

Orange County Republican
Woman of the Year,

- Garden Grove Chapter? I don't think so.
- It takes all kinds.

- You would know.
- She would.

Tina tells me you're
cutting Cherie Jaffe's hair.

- Yeah, on Friday.
- That is so huge!

She's the coolest person in
Hollywood who doesn't have a job.

And she could make you.
Quit with your cool stuff,

'cause she could break you, too.

And you know it.

I'm a black woman. That is who
I am. That is how I identify.

You don't even think of
yourself as African-American.

I am half African-American
and my mother is white.

But legally you're
black. Isn't that a fact?

That's the white man's
definition of me, yes.

What you're saying is
that you would like to see

white America define me.

No, I'm not. I'm saying it feels
like you're running from something.

- You've only known her...
- I don't need you to defend me. OK?

How do you justify pushing me so
hard to come out as a black woman

when all the while you've let us
mistake you for a straight woman?

- You thought I was straight?
- Well, why wouldn't I?

You're not exactly
readable as a lesbian.

You didn't come out
and declare yourself.

It wasn't until I read your
poem from Sistah, Stand Up,

with an H, might I add.

"On being a black,
socialist, feminist lesbian

working to overthrow the white,
male, capitalist patriarchy."

I notice "lesbian" comes last.

Oh, but you see, I did not negate it.

I did not deny it. I
did not leave it out.

Well, neither do I.

I would never define myself
exclusively as being white

any more than I would as being black.

Why is it so... wrong for me
to move more freely in the world

just because my appearance
doesn't announce who I am?

- Because it is a lie!
- Hey, hey.

- I think you're being a little harsh.
- I'm being a little harsh?

You just look at what your white
world has done to this woman.

She denies her blackness because
it is easier... preferable

to go through the world
being mistaken as white.

You don't know how I've
gone through the world.

You have no idea.

Yolanda, you're being
very confrontational.

Let's try to redirect this conversation.

Is this black lady
getting out of control?

Is that what you're trying to say, Dan?

Why is it that whenever a
black woman has an opinion,

she's being confrontational?

- OK. They're not here.
- What?

- Can we please go?
- Oh, J... No, no, no.

We're here.

And...

- Oh, fuck.
- No, you're good. You're good.

Hi. Can I have two...

- Oh...
- You look amazing.

So...

You take this. And come with me.

- He did it!
- Sort of sexy.

- What? When was that?
- Unbelievable.

So then she says "You
want my what where?"

And he says "It's not gonna fit."

Who's the freak? The
chick. The chick with Jenny.

- No idea.
- Never seen her.

Act like you're having a good
time. It makes her want you bad.

OK, just give me a second.

There you go.

No, it's just... I just
wanna... No. I'm having it bad.

What we gotta do is we gotta get
you over next to Francesca there

so that Marina can see you.

She's so beautiful.
And I am not beautiful.

- You are so beautiful! What...
- But she is sophisticated.

- And I am not.
- You're one hell of a tramp.

I've seen you work that. Remember
all the professors in college?

She's looking at you. She
wants you bad. Seriously.

OK. What do I do?

Um... I don't know.

Come on. Put that on.

Change of plans. She's getting up.
I think she's going to the bathroom.

Which is a signal for you to follow.

- OK.
- Go get her.

You can do this.
You're a kitten of love.

Shh! Watch!

She wants you. Go get her.

Hello again. I think it's time
we met formally, don't you?

- Francesca Wolff.
- I'm Jenny Schecter.

- Jenny.
- Annette. Bishop.

Annette.

- You two known each other a long time?
- Yeah, since college.

- But a lot's changed since then.
- Yeah, a lot has changed.

I remember the years after college.

Everything you felt was
true became something else.

I saw my girlfriends
turn into their mothers

and settle down with
guys like their fathers.

To do things differently, you
had to move to New York or LA.

That doesn't happen with our generation.

No, it's true. Everything
you thought was true

does become something else.

Listen, I know this
can be a difficult time.

It's good you two have each other.

You need to talk to somebody

when you're going
through such big changes.

We're gonna leave now,

but Marina and I would love
to have you over for dinner.

- That's great.
- She's told me a lot about you.

Silence can be very productive.

Let's just... breathe in this silence

and see where it takes us.

This sucks, man.

I'll never get Alma to stay in the
group if everyone keeps fighting.

I should think of something to
say. Get us onto another subject.

Exactly like my mother always said.

Therapy is for people
who has enough time

and money to pay to make problems.

Fuck this group. Fuck
you, Dan, fuck you.

Charlie and Matt and
Karen and Harley. Hmph!

You want an angry
black lady, you got her.

One of these days I am gonna
bring up the Baltimore thing.

Now's probably not the best time.

Forgot to return Cantor's call.

If I don't close that deal
tomorrow, Sony is liable to pull out.

Tile would be better

if we're gonna go for
that Spanishy-type feel.

I wonder how lesbians know
when they're done having sex

'cause women can just go on
and on. I bet Bette's the man.

Up my price to 250
an hour and I could...

I know group was hard today,

but we got to talk about
some really important things.

I think too often people are
afraid to say what they really feel.

Um... They're afraid
they might be rejected.

What's happening to
me? Am I just panicking?

Is this about the baby? Or
am I falling out of love?

It's hard to be honest because people

don't really wanna hear the truth.

And... the truth is
different for everyone.

I guess the best we can do
is just say what we feel.

Hey.

- Good night.
- Ciao.