She's Lost Control Page #2
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- 2014
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It's leaking again.
Landlord won't return my calls.
- Gerry, the super, he's useless.
- I know.
I can't wait to get out
of this shithole.
- So sorry.
- Yeah, me, too,
but I did due diligence, so...
devil may care, right?
This is really good.
Does it need salt?
No, it's delicious.
Thanks.
You know, I thought there was
Kind of hot?
No.
You have a washer?
It's... actually was left here
by the previous tenant.
He sold it to me for 22 dollars.
That's my favorite number.
It is?
How come?
It's a long story
involving my 22nd birthday.
I just kind of arbitrarily ended
up at this bar called Love 22.
- I don't know that.
- Yeah, I don't think
it even exists anymore, but...
the bartender told me
that 22 is the love number
because if you add the numbers
on the phone that spell "love,"
they add up to 22, so...
just kind of stuck.
Okay.
So what do you do anyway?
I'm getting my Master's
in Behavioral Psychology.
I've just... I've done
a lot of social work.
I'm Applied Psychology.
I'm the PR liaison
for this start-up company.
We're working on an app
right now to help people
make up their minds.
Products, services,
pretty much anything
that can be liked.
Liked.
What?
I've seen that...
I've seen that on you before.
It's a Buddhist symbol.
A square in a circle.
It's from my mom.
Like, an old boyfriend
gave it to her or something.
I like it.
Thanks.
So I'm going to this gallery
opening tonight.
A friend of mine in the Village.
We're gonna go out afterwards.
- You got plans?
- Thank you.
I have this thing
in the morning, so...
- Totally.
- I can't drink.
That's fine, but thank you
for dinner.
You're welcome.
Thanks for coming over.
Hello?
Hello?
Hello?
Okay.
Three deep breaths
while looking into
each other's eyes.
Less than 20 seconds.
Go.
I'm sorry.
I just had a f***ing great day.
Had a patient die on me.
It wasn't my fault, but...
Your fault?
He reminded me of my sister.
His legs...
Johnny, do you ever feel like
maybe taking care of her
is too much?
Like you can't do it anymore?
No.
I...
I couldn't...
You really love your sister?
Yeah.
That's a strange way to put it.
Don't you love your siblings?
You're an only child?
Why not?
How did you get into
this line of work?
Why are you asking me that?
I already know how to sleep
with women I don't know.
Do you not feel safe with me?
Now...
I want to strangle you.
Look.
In order for the work that we do
in this room to be effective,
I need you to trust
that when I'm here with you,
I am completely here.
Where I live, who I live with,
all of that stuff,
it really doesn't matter.
Can we agree on that?
Yeah.
Thanks.
You like looking at me?
Yeah.
Sorry.
Maybe this isn't a good idea.
I'll see you later.
Goodbye.
Alan, did you give my phone
number out to anybody?
No, of course not.
Are you sure?
100 percent. Why?
Why are you asking?
What's going on?
No, I'm just getting
these anonymous calls.
you can't track it?
No, it's, you know,
it's an unknown number.
Tell me what's going on.
What's going on?
I got it.
But something's getting to you.
Something's making you
feel uncomfortable.
What, I wonder?
I don't know,
I... I... I don't know
if it's countertransference
or what.
But what's your experience
in the session?
I don't know,
that doesn't,
won't let me in, you know?
I mean, maybe in moments,
but it...
But those are few
and far between and...
I go in with a pretty
firm resolve and a tactic
with something that I feel like
I sort of learned
from the last session
and then I go
to apply it and he...
he sort of...
He shoots it down.
And, um, I see him
get triggered by me,
I try to let him know
that I'm here and available
and he... it... it's,
I don't know,
he thinks it's bullshit
or something and...
Well, remember that empathy
is more important than sympathy.
Right.
Did he talk to you about, um,
you know, reducing
his anxiety by drinking?
And I said that
if it eased his anxiety,
one drink prior to the session
was acceptable.
Two are not.
Is that okay with you?
Yeah, it's okay.
So,
how do you feel about him?
You want to continue?
I mean, how do you feel?
I got it.
I got it, I can handle it.
I don't wanna give up on him,
you know?
I don't... I don't wanna...
Doctor, please.
Do you feel lightheaded at all?
We've got the magic number.
Twenty-three oocytes
were retrieved.
I'm guessing up to 20 of those
will be mature and suitable
for preservation.
That's almost twice
as much as last time.
You did great.
I think you're
perfectly safe now.
There's no need for you
to undergo another cycle.
Are you sure?
We got you.
Save your money.
Buy something else for yourself.
Tomorrow we should have
the definite results.
Just remember,
light daily activities
starting tomorrow.
No hard work, no hot baths,
no sauna for at least five days.
And no unprotected
sexual relations
until your next menstrual cycle.
Sounds good.
Someone driving you home?
I live nearby, I'll be fine.
The front desk will call
a cab for you.
I wanted to be a clinician,
too, you know,
when I was younger.
But then things just
took off on their own
and it was a different time,
early '80s.
But I think it's great
that you're getting
your master's degree.
It puts you in
a much better position,
also from a legal standpoint.
How many people
are in this class?
This year there's seven
plus the two of us.
Should be fun.
We get to spend some time
and come back.
Not bad.
Irene, can I ask you something?
Of course.
Spit it out.
So, I want to buy
an apartment in the city,
a place to have my own practice
in a couple of years
once I get my license
and all that.
And I was looking into
a no-doc mortgage,
which means that I wouldn't
have to disclose
any of my income,
just my credit score,
but I would need a cosigner.
It's...
...a big commitment.
An apartment, I mean...
I completely understand.
Hey, Alan, it's Ronah.
Did Johnny Hayes
cancel with you?
If you get this
within the next 15 minutes,
please give me a call back.
Hi.
Hi.
Long shift, my phone died,
and I'm sorry.
It's okay.
I'm not really
in the mood to talk.
I'm not either.
I'm putting your patience
to the test
I'm putting your body
on the line, for less
Didn't you know
there was a choice?
It's never yours
but someone else's voice
Selling your body
to the street
I'm selling your girlfriends
to the night, for cheap
Wearing a jacket
made of meat
Sealing a letter
made with horses' feet
And now you've heard that...
A violent cloud,
and that's the USA
Porn on the rise,
psycho in disguise
And I'm just trying to find
a mountain I can climb
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