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messed up this past year...

"Messed up"?

This is not my fault.

I can't just pretend that

you saying that is okay.

Okay, but everything else

before that was okay?

Yeah, I...

Liv. Liv!

Get help.

F*** you!

All right, and I haven't given you a

lot of assignments during the break,

but please,

do a little bit of reading.

I'm really excited

for all of you.

I know you've all gotten

in your college applications.

Congrats on that.

Uh, but definitely

for the people

who are waiting

for early enrollment,

don't freak out.

Enjoy your vacations.

Enjoy your families.

Get some good rest.

You all have my email,

don't be afraid to use it.

I'll see you in January.

Pick up your papers before you go.

Hey, Casey.

- Case?

- Bye, everyone.

Bye, guys. Good job.

I'll see you after the break.

Olivia.

I'd like to speak to you.

Good job, guys.

Hey.

This isn't you.

Well, my name's on it.

You have never

gotten below an a-

on a pop quiz in my class, ever.

You make everything up. You come

back as yourself, and now this?

He thinks you don't

work hard enough.

What's going on?

What?

Are you on something?

No.

Some of the other teachers have

been expressing their concern.

About my grades?

No, about you.

What about me?

About you not being yourself.

You just said that,

so then who am I?

You want to know what I think? I

think that you're overworked.

I think you're

taking on too much.

Can we go? I'm starving.

I'll be fine.

Can I help you?

Geez, this again?

I'm fine, thank you.

I'm gonna have to

call your parents.

Because I got one bad grade?

No, because

I think you need help.

Help? With what exactly?

Studying? I'm not concerned

about your grades.

I'm really not.

So what is it about?

Okay. You keep on telling

me that I need help,

so I just need to understand what

exactly I need so much help to do?

I'm concerned about your health.

Shut up!

I'm not your enemy here, Liv.

He is.

You know what?

Fine.

Call them.

Why don't you tell them that,

with everything else that's

gonna suck this Christmas,

they need to worry about

the academic standing

of their remaining child.

'Cause I really think my family

needs one more thing to grieve for.

Liv.

You promised me, Liv.

You promised me.

What the hell are you doing?

Hey?

Sorry.

Are you okay?

We did it.

To take your call.

Please leave a message

and we'll get back to you.

Thank you.

Hi.

Uh, Craig Donovan calling again.

I'm not sure if you've seen

my other message, but...

I understand the holidays

are a busy time,

but I'd really like to speak

with you about Olivia.

You can reach me any time

on my personal cell,

619-178-1974. Thank you.

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This is the '59.

It's pretty darn good.

Livvy! Come on

in here, sweetheart.

Say hello to Harvey and Kate.

Hi.

Merry Christmas, gorgeous.

Well, you certainly

made good on the buffet.

She's like me.

Beanpole till I was 30.

I can't eat like that anymore.

Tell them what

you did today, sweetheart.

Dad...

She applied to 20 schools.

All the ivies,

plus the sister schools,

and probably a whole bunch

more I have no idea about.

But Yale is the only one she

really cares about. Right, baby?

Skinny Minnie is

pulling her weight.

Well, don't forget

about dessert, sweetheart.

I brought four pies,

plus ice cream that,

lord knows, we don't

need to be eating.

I forgot about them.

I'll just go put them out.

Whole foods.

Hello.

Yeah, hello, Mr. Donovan.

Hey, it's time to celebrate.

Come here.

Come out.

You did it, Liv.

You proved them all wrong.

And now you're gonna

prove it to yourself.

Okay.

Sit.

Sit.

Hey, it's okay.

Matt, Matt, Matt...

Hey. Liv, Liv, I got you.

It's okay.

I've got you.

Okay?

It's okay.

I got you, it's okay.

You're okay, you're okay.

Okay?

Yeah.

Feels good, right?

Yeah.

I'm proud of you.

Told you we'd get out

of here. Didn't I?

Come on.

Matt, what are you doing?

It's okay.

Matt, no, please!

Hey. Please, don't

make me do this!

Hey, hey.

Hey, it's okay.

Relax.

This isn't going away, Liv.

It's not gonna end after

graduation, all right?

Do you think dad's

just suddenly gonna go

let you do whatever you want?

He's not. Okay?

You're going to his school,

you're taking over his firm,

just like he wanted me to do.

Hey.

They're never gonna love you.

Not like I do.

Not like I do.

Hey. Hey, look at me.

Hey. It's okay.

It's okay.

Liv?

That's it, I got you.

I got you.

Okay?

I got you.

I just wanted you to feel free.

- I love you.

- I love you.

Will it hurt?

Nothing's ever gonna hurt again.

You have to do this, Liv.

You promised me.

Tom!

She'll be okay, won't she?

You never cared about her.

You've never even cared

what she wants in life...

Mom!

What's it about?

It's about control.

Daddy!

Please!

What are you... no!

Hold her arm,

hold her arm! Steady.

Matt!

Matt!

Please, don't leave me.

Mealtime.

If you miss a meal, Olivia,

you have to drink

a replacement shake.

I can't move.

It's your meds.

I drooled through

my first three weeks here.

You just have to

force yourself to sit up.

Your body will normalize.

You don't even exist to me!

You don't even exist.

You are nothing.

You are sh*t!

Betsey, what do you have?

Nothing.

May I see it?

It's a book.

Betsey?

No, it's mine.

Betsey.

This is healthy. Okay?

I'm not reading about

calories or recipes.

I'm not looking at models.

It's a health magazine.

It's a trigger.

Everything is a goddamn trigger!

Do you remember the first time

you restricted food, Olivia?

- I what?

- Sweetheart,

we hardly ever

see you eat anymore.

I eat.

Fruit, and just

part of your dinner.

I eat at school.

You've got to put some meat

on those bones, little girl.

Yeah.

Daddy's orders, little girl.

Okay.

I understand that I do

need to put on weight.

Um, so how much weight do I have

to put on before I can go home?

Have you been feeling particularly

stressed or anxious this past year?

Mealtime, Olivia.

Don't. I need that.

I'm not that hungry right now.

Are you sure?

Yeah.

Oh, can I just

eat it in my room?

I'll get you a shake.

I'm sorry.

Matt...

I'm sorry.

Shut up.

I don't wanna be

here either, you know,

but at least

we're in here together.

Here...

Come on, have this.

I'm not hungry.

I told you to shut up, Liv!

I do not wanna hear your voice!

Do you understand?

We could have been

out of here, okay?

This is your fault!

You're the reason I'm here!

We had a chance to be free,

and you couldn't take it.

You were too scared.

Now we're here.

Are you finished, Olivia?

Get out!

Refusing to take meals

and refusing shakes

forces us to administer

enteral feedings.

I'll drink it!

You were given

that option, Olivia.

What?

I said I'll drink it!

You did this to yourself.

You did this to yourself.

This is your session, Olivia.

We don't have to talk

if you don't want to.

This place is insane.

This place is insane.

Why?

I told her I would eat.

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