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Okay.

He's my son.

Who?

Why does it say Lisa Metzger

on your door?

Metzger is my maiden name.

You betrayed me.

Yes.

I did betray

your trust...

but I did it

to preserve our relationship.

That seemed

more important to me.

Is this what you call

preserving our relationship?

It seemed at the time

like the right thing to do.

What do you mean, at the time?

How long have you known?

Five weeks, four days.

I wanted to make sure

that it wasn't just a fling.

If it was, then we would have been able

to continue, but...

Now we're having

a conversation...

that will very likely end

our work together.

Can you see...

that I wanted to avoid

having this conversation...

for your benefit?

No. I think you did it

to control your son's life.

No. That's not true.

That is not true.

I stayed in it just for you,

no other reason.

I don't believe you.

That you could give me advice

to do as I please...

and then not do the same

for your son is wrong.

I think you need to

look at that.

Thank you. I am working on that

with my therapist right now.

You let me talk to you

about his penis.

Trust me, that was harder

for me than it was for you.

Up until a few weeks ago,

I didn't even think my son had a penis.

Do you realize your mother now knows

intimate details about your penis?

You told her

about my penis?

Jesus, Rafi.

Excuse me...

I thought it was safe

to assume it wouldn't get back to her.

She better not use that

to get me home for Thanksgiving.

- How can you make jokes?

- What else am I gonna do?

Get angry! Be outraged!

I am, okay?

I am angry.

I can't believe

she took it this far.

I'm just... I know that she cares about

the people she helps.

- And she cares a lot. I have to draw...

- What is wrong with you?

- the line there.

- You're delusional.

She's just trying to

control you. She still is.

Rafi, I'm not

arguing with you.

I know she tries to

control me. I hate it. I do.

But...

All I'm saying is,

she would never use you to do that.

You are so naive.

How could you deceive her like that?

That was totally unethical!

How dare you? I care far more

about her well-being than you do.

That's evident by your choice

in continuing to see her.

Mom.

What are you going to do now?

Live a life.

I hope you're making

the right decisions...

because you've got somebody else

counting on you now.

That's fine. I can handle it.

I love her.

Great. Just don't come to me,

help you clean up the mess.

I won't.

I mean, there won't be

a mess to clean up, Mom.

And I didn't buy you Q-Tips...

because I was trying to

protect your ears.

So what? She's just gonna

let you live there rent-free?

No, it ain't free.

I'm paying in other ways.

Oh, my God,

you're my hero.

No, it's not like that.

This whole thing with

my mother has just killed her.

She's, like, impossible

to live with these days.

This is it.

You wanna wait outside or...

No, I thought I'd stand next to you

with some paper towels.

I'll meet you

back at Rafi's.

I want you to

check out her place.

She's not going to be back

for a couple of hours.

Can't believe

you haven't made Page Six yet.

You know what?

This place is sick.

I know.

Now I understand

why you're taking all her sh*t.

That's not why.

I mean, I like living here,

but that's not the reason I'm with her.

Great apartment, friends with houses

in the Hamptons, art connections.

Those are good reasons, buddy.

You know what I mean?

- Shut up.

- What?

Come on, man, she's got you

tied up like it's Pelican Bay.

Seriously,

I barely even see you anymore.

I mean you even said it.

I'm only here right now

because she's not home.

Sh*t.

It's her. Come on.

You've got to hide.

Are you serious?

I really can't be here?

Yeah. No.

Get in the closet. In the closet.

In the closet?

Get in the closet.

She doesn't like people

in her living space.

Living space?

What the hell's living space?

- Is the kitchen part of it?

- Just get in the closet.

Jesus Christ.

What's up?

Hey. What are you

doing home already?

Oh, I'm sorry.

Would you like me to leave?

I thought you were hanging out

with Morris today.

Oh, yeah, drink that.

That's good stuff, huh?

I was. I mean, I am.

I mean, hanging out...

What's wrong with you?

You're acting weird.

Me? No, I'm fine.

You okay?

- Is there someone here?

- What? No.

Oh, my God, is there

someone here with you?

I'm allergic to...

- What is going on here?

- Okay, okay...

All right,

look.

We were only here for a few minutes.

Then I heard you coming...

and I panicked,

and I told him to hide.

- In the closet?

- I told him it was a bad idea.

Rafi, we were

only here just...

Long enough to have a beer with

your pie-throwing, sociopath friend?

Wait. Hey, hey.

No. Wait. I told him...

I told you not to come up,

but you forced me.

No, you did not.

You lie...

Wait, wait, wait.

Is that better or worse

than a psychopath?

What is wrong with you?

I can't believe

I have to come home to this.

People hiding in the closet,

you're lying.

You're a goddamn preschooler,

Dave!

You've had me on lockdown

since the minute I moved in here.

- What?

- Yeah.

You tell me you want me here and

then you treat me like an inmate.

An inmate?

I mean, you barely carry

your weight around here, Dave.

I do everything and

you can't even clean up the place.

I mean the one thing I ask of you...

is that you would tell me

when you bring someone here.

Rafi, this is not

such a big deal, okay?

You need to get over it.

I'm not Francis.

I'm not lying to you.

I'm not cheating on you.

- I'm definitely not avoiding you.

- Thanks.

That's reassuring and in really,

really good taste.

You know what?

I...

I can't do

this anymore.

You should get a dog

if you wanna give orders...

'cause I really don't

give a sh*t anymore!

Let's go.

I missed you like crazy.

I think we need to take a break, Dave,

and start seeing other people.

What?

I can't do this.

This just isn't right for me...

and I can't

trust you anymore.

I was only showing him

your place for a minute. I just...

It's not just that.

You're in no place

to give me what I need.

I get that.

And then this whole thing

with your mother...

I don't even know

what to say about that.

It's crazy.

But just think the reason

she stopped seeing you...

is because she believes

that we're in love.

It's just...

It's just not gonna work out.

At least, not now.

So that's it?

Rafi.

You don't look as relieved

as you predicted.

Are you kidding?

I'm devastated.

I hurt my patient so that

she could have a relationship with my son.

And so what happens?

My son

hurts my patient.

And now...

my patient hurts my son.

I'm totally confused

about my part in this.

I think you did

the right thing, Lisa.

You know,

even love won't guarantee...

that they're not going to

hurt one another.

If anything,

it just makes it a likelihood.

Thanks for coming down.

Sorry the place

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