Oh, I'm sorry.
It's so hot in here, and I can't figure this stupid thing out.
I signed the papers.
Wow!
How are you feeling?
Terrible.
Francis was there. Obviously, he was there.
It was really hard to see him. And he signed so fast.
I at least pretended to look things over, one last time.
Well, he sounds terrified to me. It's going to take a while.
I mean, 9 years, Rafi. You can't just walk away from that kind of time.
The crazy thing is... I'm out of this marriage, what, 5 minutes?
All of the sudden, I just...
I find myself thinking about...
a baby.
Why now? Why didn't I think about this when I was married?
Well, on a certain level, you knew this was not the right man.
So, you were protecting yourself, in that way. That was a good thing.
You're coming alive again.
You just want all the things that you had to forget, that you could have.
That's a very good place to move into.
And the baby thing will happen, when it's the right time.
But just focus on the now, for now.
Hey, Dave, it's Morris. Listen, I got a favor to ask you.
I went out with this girl, and...
she told me never to call again, so I need you to come with me, this time.
Don't freak out, all right? I'm just not sure how to get to Bay Ridge.
Bye.
Why do I have to be involved? You have an incurable sickness.
That's okay, but why do I have to be involved?
How are you involved? - I'm in the car. It makes me an accessory.
What, like a handbag? - Morris.
So, who is it this time? Don't. I don't want to know.
Her dad's probably in waste management.
Why will no girl date you twice?
One date, it's over. What do you do? - It's a mystery to me, too.
Are you a hermaphrodite? Do you have Hantavirus?
This is it. Come on.
Hurry up. I'm meeting Michelle later.
Michelle? - Just make it quick.
Hi. - Why are you here?
I said I never wanted to see you again. - Come out, let's talk.
I can't believe this. You have no respect for women.
I'm sorry. - You hurt my feelings. You bastard!
I can't believe you're...
Mikey! Joey! Come out here! - I'm going to go.
Mikey! Joey! Get out here! - Mikey? Joey? Go!
Get in the car! Go!
Shit!
That was not funny.
Meeting Michelle. - Yup.
What are you going to see, 'Beaches'?
You're the wind beneath my wings. - You know you're my hero?
Have fun. - Okay.
Randall! I remember your name. What's going on?
Nothing much.
This is my friend Katherine, and this is my friend Rafi.
Hi. - Hi.
So, what are you doing here?
I thought I'd see a movie. - Right.
You embarrassed to be seen with me? - What?
It's okay,just tell me. - He's funny. Where'd you get him?
He works at TravelArt, and... - We met.
Hey.
I'm sorry... - Hi. Michelle.
Got tickets? - Not yet.
Are you seeing this? - Yeah.
That's great! We'll be in...
Get in the bun. Get in the bun.
It's locked.
What?
The door, it won't open.
So, does this happen to you a lot?
Actually, not often enough.
What do we do?
Wait till somebody comes out?
Right.
Thank you.
How long you been dating?
A couple of weeks. - We're not dating.
Next question.
I mean, we only went out twice.
You consider that dating? - I did.
I'm sorry.
Dating sounds so serious. Like you've gone out for a few months.
You don't live together, but you stay over a lot.
Don't worry about who paid for the meal. You've seen each other pee.
More serious stuff. - Then, what do you call this?
Well, there are officially no cute boys left, here.
So nice...
It was nice to meet you. - Nice to meet you, too.
Dave. Very nice to see you... - Good night. Bye...
1, 2, 3, 4.
Just fucking call her.
Hello?
- Hi, it's Dave... Bloomberg.
Did you just call me?
Yes. - We get disconnected?
No.
Did you hang up?
They say it's better to lie sometimes, but I can't, when I'm this nervous.
It's better this way. I've heard enough lies.
Had a lot of liars in your life? - What?
Shit!
Would you like to go out to dinner?
Tomorrow?
I'm making a sandwich. You want one?
No, I'm fine.
Who's that? - My roommates. You want to have dinner?
Yes. - Yeah?
I'll call you tomorrow.
Okay.
Bye. - Bye.
Okay, Grandma.
What kind of sandwich we talking about?
I'm here to see Rafi Gardet. My name's Dave.
Raphael, it's Damien.
There's a... - It's Dave.
Dave here to see you.
Okay. She'll be right down.
Bubbles. I like that. It's a good touch.
Is that wool? Looks itchy. Is it itchy?
It's the biggest contradiction, ever.
Jews eat carp, okay? Who eats carp?
They don't serve it in restaurants. Have you ever seen carp on a menu?
No. - You know why?
It's disgusting.
You've never seen a people more obsessed with bad food.
I bet every immigrant group, displaced by World War II, puts emphasis on food.
It's scarce. Carp's cheap. It's probably a staple of their diet.
Is this the 'History Channel'? Don't kill this for me.
Sorry, go ahead.
You're going to love it. It's beautiful. Always empty.
Can I see some I.D.? - Sure.
Love when that happens. - Yeah, I wish I still got carded.
Excuse me, Dave. Quick question. How old are you?
No, I don't speak Vietnamese, why?
Are you being evasive? - I'm trying.
I don't tell my age. People get caught up in the number.
I'm 37. You know that? - I hadn't thought about it.
Sure.
I know you're younger than me. I'd just like to know how much.
Okay. Let me guess. 29.
No. - Really? Older?
You don't look 30 to me. - Thanks.
I'm 23. - No, you're not.
I don't believe you. Let me see the license.
Oh, my God! You're a child.
Taxi! I have T-Shirts older than you. - They let me drive.
With a parent present. How come you seemed older?
I don't know if I can do this.
Come on.
Can you hold this? - Sure.
Are we going to get into trouble? - I hope so.
This place is amazing!
I can't believe I've walked by this for 1 5 years, and I didn't know it was here.
Let's have it. - What?
How'd you know?
Okay. His name is David and he's really nice. Sweet.
And I met him a few days ago and he asked me out. We went out to dinner and...
we kissed.
I like beer. - Good.
No, I never used to. I had to learn, because no one in my family drinks.
You're lucky. Everyone in my family drinks. - My family don't drink anything.
It's like Salt Lake City. They'll have a sip of wine, on the Sabbath.
That's it, and it's Manischewitz. - I've never had that.
You like Hi-C?
My mom keeps wine in the fridge and it lasts for like, 3 months.
A good Chardonnay can last... - It's red.
That's not good. By the way, things to avoid.
Okay. - Beginning sentences with, ''My mom...''
Right. I'm all over it.
How ever old you are...
I have to say, I haven't had this much fun, in a really long time.
I'm glad I met you.
You are making me nervous, in a way I'm not really familiar with.
My God, Lisa, what am I doing? I only got divorced last week.
Easy, easy. It's okay. You didn't tattoo his name on your tuchis, did you?
You want to save some of that for later?
What? What is it?
He's...
He's only 27. - And?
What ? That's 1 0 years different. He could be my brother.
If he were 1 year younger, that could be true.
Aren't you embarrassed for me? It smells of pool boy, at Sandals Resort.
It's fine. Might even do you some good, if you know what I mean.
Lisa! - What?
It's nothing to be ashamed of. You're both at your sexual peak.
So, you approve? - Yes! Unequivocally. Yes, this is good.
But it can't really go anywhere. He's so young!
It's a little early to worry about that. And, you're not looking to marry next week, right?
Enjoy your life, a little bit. You deserve this.
27, hell, I deserve this!
No, she's not Jewish.
Mom, I'm not trying to kill you.
Yes, I want you to be alive to see your grandkids.
... Jewish grandkids, Mom.
No, I didn't know you wanted to be buried in Israel.
I don't want to talk about this over the phone.
See you tomorrow. I love you, too. Bye.
Hey, Dave. - Hey, where's Mom?
I told you to hang it up, Dinah.
Hey, guys.
You left the bathroom light on. - Jeff Rosenberg's son got engaged.
To a speech therapist.
Hey, boychik. - Hey, Dad.
We have to talk about our last phone call. - Mom, good to see you, too.
I'm not kidding around. - Okay.
I can see it's going to be a disciplinary action, not a talk.
We'll be sure to make it a talk, then. Help set the table.
Sure. - Take the wine out of the fridge.
Has he called? - The next night.
Nice! - I know, I'm not used to this.
When's the next date? - He asked for dinner tomorrow,
but Sunday morning, I fly to Paris. Then he says,
''That's drastic for a bad date, leaving the country!''
The kid's funny. - Don't use that word.
Right, sorry. He's humorous.
...What are you doing?! - Mom, I'm 23. It's fine.
What? - Tomorrow, I'm going to go to shul.
And pray that everybody... - Since you told me about computers...
Mom, let him finish. - He's finished...
Why do you have to do this? There are so many other women...
I've encouraged you to branch out in any other way, but this.
Why do you have to do this? - Do this?
Do what? Incur the wrath of God?
Why are you getting into trouble? - I'm not getting married.
I'm just seeing what 's out there. We're not living in the Warsaw Ghetto.
It's Upper West Side, we're strong in numbers.
You still plan to marry someone Jewish? - Yes. Sure, okay?
But why go down this road? You might get hurt, or worse, hurt her.
Do you value your culture and history? - It's not one or the other.
If you're smart enough to know that it makes sense to marry into the same background,
as far as divorce rates go,
you should be smart enough not to start something, where nothing can come of it.
I can't believe what you're saying to me. - What?
You would never tell that to a patient. - Not true, not true.
I encourage my patients to have relationships within their respective faiths. It's easier.
I encourage them to go to mosque, or church, or whatever.
I think religion is...
paramount in a person's life. - Okay, yes.
But encouraging them is different than discouraging them.
That's where you draw the line.
Would you tell a patient not to date... - Quit asking what I'd tell my patients.
They're not my children.
How old is she?
She's 27. - What?!
She's 4 years older than you? Oh, David. Drop it now. It'll only end badly.
Maybe if you met her... - I'm not going to meet her!
Are you out of your mind?
You sound like an 'After School Special'. - Don't do this.
I'm doing it.
On your own, then.
Hey, what's up, man? Cool.
Do you need anything?
No?
Go on up, she's expecting you. - Thanks. Come here.
Five? Thumbs up? Smile? No? We'll get there.
Hi. - Hi.
Come on in.
Thanks for the soup.
It's chicken noodle.
Wow! This place is huge. I'm not even going to ask what you pay.
That's Rothko. I've never seen this before. What year is this?
1 954.
It's probably my favorite piece of art.
I love how he never titled any of his work.
It's beautiful. Luminous.
What is this? - ''Sentimental mood.''
You never heard Coltrane before? - No. Am I in trouble, now?
No. It's just... He's a pretty famous Jazz musician.
Is this that Negro music, everybody's talking about?
Because I had no idea.
I have to wake up in 5 hours.
Do you want me to go?
Take off your sweater.
Does this involve dancing because my corns... - Take it off. It's coming with me.
Okay.
I really like her. She's been gone 2 days. I miss her already. I've never felt this way.
Just because you haven't had sex, yet. - That's not it. I really like her. I mean...
I think I could love her. - What?! Whoa...
What was I saying? - There's just something about this girl.
You know, when you're in a room with someone, and even if you don't know them well,
you just know that you're in the presence of greatness?
Yeah, when you come to my flat. She old! She a time-fighter.
She's so fine, bro. - I just feel like it's going to end badly.
You sound like my mom.
Hey, Morris! All right.
Why am I listening to you?
You put pies in girl's faces, who don't let you get in their pants.
When was the cream pie made? - Today.
Nice, I'll take that one. - Awesome.
So, what's with Dave? Is he really serious about this girl?
I don't know. - Is she Catholic? Episcopalian?
I didn't ask.
Do you have a preferred denomination, as far as the love of Christ goes?
Your father's going to flip.
Too bad your mom isn't around for this. It would have gone over big with her, too.
So, what are we going to do? - I don't know.
Give me this.
Have you ever had Ikura with quail egg? - No. What is that?
I swear, it's like having sex. - That's a bold claim.
Want to try it? - How am I going to say no, now?
That's amazing. - I know.
So, how was your trip? - Who cares?
Okay.
Well, this sounds really good. That's what I'm hearing.
It was amazing. He's really very sweet.
I didn't have an orgasm, though. - Completely normal.
There are so many trust issues there. Just give it time.
I'm willing to do the work. Goddamn it!
Do you still worry about his age? - Definitely. There are some countries...
where I could get arrested for this...23!
I thought you said he was 27.
Did I?
I did. I'm sorry.
I lied to you about that. - Why did you lie?
I was, I am embarrassed by his age. He's just so young.
What does he do? - He's an artist.
I'm not an artist... - You said you're a painter.
I said, I like to paint, but it's a hobby. You have to work, too.
He didn't call himself that, but that's what he is.
He has some issue with it. His family doesn't support him in his work, at all.
Where does he live? - Grand Street.
Lower East Side. I haven't seen it.
He has roommates, so I'm not exactly running over.
Okay.
Our time is up. I will see you on...
on Monday. - Of course.
Are you okay? - Yes.
No. Yes, I mean, I have to be somewhere. - Okay.
Bye. - Bye.
Shit!
Oh, shit.
What am I supposed to do now? End treatment? Keep going?
Bring them in for a couple's session?
Well, If this doesn't go anywhere. - I really don't think it will.
Then you'll be relieved you stayed with her.
If you end her treatment, and they break up after 2 weeks,
you will not have served her best interests.
Are you saying I should keep treating her?
If you think it's just a fling, yes. - But, is that even ethical?
Your job is to help her. That's your ethical boundary.
Okay.
Forgetting all the professional implications of the moment. How are you feeling?
I'm a wreck.
I'm a wreck!
Rita, she's not even Jewish.
If she were Jewish, would you feel better about him dating a 37-year-old divorcée?
Where are we going? - I've just got to stop by work, quickly.
What's up, Gil? - What's up, Dave?
You set it up? - Oh, yeah.
This is Rafi. - Pleasure.
Oh, my God! This is amazing!
Come here. There's something else I want to show you.
You've got to be kidding me.
Go! Go! Go!
Quit ignoring me! Dave, I'm open!
Go! Go! Go! Come on.
Yo, give it to the short guy. I got him.
Foul, man. Stay off me. I told you twice. You've been warned. Can't control!
Yo, open!
Yeah. Yeah!
It's incredible, amazing.
I'm sorry, your bra is showing. Is it missing a button?
No, that's the way it is.
You were so right about Jewish men. He's so attentive.
You know, you're married to one. - Yes, but he has ADD.
I just can't get over it, I mean, I feel a little awkward telling you this...
but I can't tell anyone else.
We have had sex on every surface of my apartment.
He's just so eager to please me, and I feel the same way about him.
He makes me want to do things... - I understand.
that I have never wanted to do before. - I got it.
You're going to laugh, but he didn't actually know where the clitoris was.
Really?
Did you show him? - Yes!
I mean, he's so uninhibited. Just happy to learn.
He's only been with 2 other women.
He's had sex with 2 other women? - Yes! Can you believe, that's it?
Now I know why men go after younger women.
There's something to it. His youth, his body...
his naiveté, his goddamn eagerness.
Isn't this great?! - It's amazing!
Listen. I just have to say this because I'm too embarrassed to tell anyone else.
His penis...
Oh, my God. - is so beautiful, I want to knit it a hat.
Did you ever think, that I would be this satisfied?
I mean, sexually? - Not like this.
Are you using protection? - Of course. He's very responsible.
Oh, that's very good. Is he neat?
What? - Does he pick up after himself?
Does he make the bed...? Ask to use the phone?
Yes. Why?
You can tell a lot about a man, from those things.
He's very neat. He does have some unusual habits, though.
I'm not trying to freak you out, but these Q-Tips are amazing.
You are freaking me out. What are you talking about?
We never had these, growing up. My mom had them, but we never used them.
How'd you clean your ears? - We didn't. Just towel-dried them, I guess.
Let me see the Q-Tip. - No. You have to get out of here.
What mom doesn't teach her kids to clean their ears?
Doctors say that children shouldn't use them, because they can damage the ear drum.
And... a small amount of wax, in the inner canal, helps protect against larger debris.
I didn't know that. - Well, sorry.
I'm sorry.
Tell me what is it, that you're trying to say.
I'm worried about where it's going.
I want to give all of myself,just let it go. It's so tempting. It's all he wants from me.
Who wouldn't want all of you? You are an amazing woman.
But then I think, he's just too young to handle the responsibility.
I'm scared to put myself out like that. - That's a very mature line of thought.
I'm sure his intentions are pure, but he doesn't...
sound like he knows exactly what it is, he's getting himself into.
Do you think I should just end it?
I'm not going to answer that.
Look, I don't want you to get the wrong idea about my family.
Sensitive subject?
Maybe.
All right, look, I'm having trouble with my mom, concerning you.
Concerning me? - Yeah.
It's just...
I wanted her to meet you and she said no. - Well...
That's sweet, but don't you think it's a little early to introduce me to your mother?
She said no? Why?
Look, she has a problem with you not being Jewish.
She won't meet me? - No.
We're not even speaking, right now.
I thought she was a therapist.
I know. How do you think I feel?
Did she meet your black girlfriend? - No way! She doesn't even know about that.
That's my bubi, my dad's mom.
Davideleh! - Hey, Bubi.
I wanted you to meet my girlfriend, Radjina. Radjina, this is my bubi.
Is she black?
It's really not that funny.
My bubi died 3 weeks later. She didn't tell anybody, but...
after her reaction, and subsequent death, I kept it quiet.
I think she went inside, and hit herself over the head with a pan.
That's the image I get whenever I'm doing something wrong. Her just whacking away.
I can say this much. Age aside,
he gives me more, of what I need, than anyone else ever has.
Real things. Things I never got.
It makes it hard to harp on age, or religion, or anything, because...
I'm just happy.
Yeah.
What's wrong, David?
I lost my job. - I'm sorry.
Josh Friedman got engaged, to a chef.
Yes, I heard. Truffle matzo balls. Amazing. - Tell him about the Kushners.
We're trading apartments on August 1 st.
In Miami? - You've got to find another place to live.
This is the worst possible time. Who goes to Miami in August?
That's what I said. - It's beautiful in summer.
It's a sauna, and it rains every day. The Kushners are taking you for a ride!
I told you, Sam. - It's a condominium. We're going.
What? Condominium means 'no rain'?
Eyes to me...
...A bunch of us are going to the Hamptons...
Do you know where Raphael Gardet is?
We've got this place in Wainscott. There's a limo, so you won't have to ride the Jitney.
Excuse me, do you know where Raphael Gardet is?
Who are you? - I'm Dave.
Hey, Dave. Are you one of the models?
No, you the hairdresser? - Excuse me?
You heard me.
Diana, eyes to me. That's great.
One... - Are you the hairdresser?
That was good. I really enjoyed that.
I just asked him where you were, and he gives me all this attitude.
Whatever. Dave, it's so uncool. - The guy's a schmuck.
It's who I work for. Who are you?
What are you thinking? - I got cut to 1 day a week, at work.
And I've got to be out of my place on Monday. I'm going to be broke in a month.
But, I'm sorry. Okay? I'm sorry.
Lets do something, it's Friday night.
You want to start observing the Sabbath? - No.
What was a normal Friday night like for you, before you met me?
Did you sit around fireplaces in the Village, drinking Merlot?
Actually, we stood around trashcan fires in the Bowery, drinking forties.
Come on. - What?
I want to know what you did. Show me.
Are you sure? - Yeah.
Let's go to your place. - I've got roommates, Rafi.
I want to see your paintings.
You're not missing much. - Convenient and weak.
I want to go, right now. I want to see where you sleep, when you're not in my bed.
This is nice.
Kitchen. - Very grown-up.
David? Who are your roommates?
Is that you, David? - Yes.
Go to sleep, Grandma.
Give me a break. It's embarrassing enough.
Okay. Where's the bathroom?
Did you eat? - Yes, I ate. Good night.
What are you doing? Stashing all your pornos?
And all my posters had to come down, too.
Why are they all facing away? - Don't know.
Who wants to look at my paintings all day?
We have to talk about this thing, you have with your art.
It's almost like you think it's a sin.
Bubi? I've decided I'm going to be an artist.
Dave, you're really good.
This is what you should do. You've got to keep painting.
It's not a life. - Says who? You're crazy.
You're lucky. I'm just paving the way for you.
It's the curse of the eldest child. You'll probably be able to bring home Jay-Z.
Are you and Mom talking? - Not really. She's like a different person.
What's up? - Just dropping off clothes.
You're not going to stay here?
I'm going to Morris's. I didn't think you'd want me here.
Don't be melodramatic. This is your home. We're your family.
Even if you did bring home Jay-D. - It's Jay-Z.
Whatever... Jay-B, Jay-D. I have a patient now. Be careful when you go.
Oh, I'm so sorry to keep you waiting.
Did I knock? - Am I late?
I feel like I'm late, but, no.
No. - Sit, sit, sit.
What is that? A gun? - No, it's a yoga mat.
He's moving in with me. - What?
Weren't you saying, that he couldn't provide you with the things you need?
I'm still unsure.
But I think I should give it a shot. You always say,
''Just get messy in life. At least you know you're living.''
If he can't give me what I need, I'll find out sooner, if he's living with me.
And he has nowhere to go. - He said that?
His best friend has a studio. He's not getting along with his mom...
She hates me, did I tell you that? - No, you hadn't mentioned it.
It's this other big thing, I'm trying not to think about.
Kids of psychoanalysts are the most screwed up of all.
Yes, I had heard that.
So, he's moving in? - I think it'll be fun.
That's what you said to do, right? Just...
have fun. - That's right...
What are you looking at? - I forgot. I have a book.
A book I wanted to show you. I thought it might be...
''Lesbians and the Kabbalah, A Match Made in Heaven.''
Wrong book... Oh, boy. Oh, well, never mind.
Forget it. I'm sorry.
I am so late.
I can't help it, if you fulfill all my working-girl fantasies.
You should wear a garbage bag till you get to the elevator.
We still going to the Hamptons, Friday? - Yeah. See you.
All right. Village People weekend.
I've been grooming you for this. - A Betty Davis marathon on the...
'Turner Classic Network', hardly qualifies. - Guys, they're here. Come on.
Hi, how are you? - Hey, Jason.
You look great. - You, too.
This is Jason. - We've heard about you.
Hi, Palmer. - Hello...
Hi. Good to see you, again. How are you?
How was the drive? - Good, really good.
Hi. How are you? - Good, you?
Great. - Is he okay?
Ignore him. He's just jealous he didn't get into your pants, first.
Hey, what's up?
My God, I'm sorry. Alsayste, you junkie! It's so he won't bark.
You okay? - Yeah.
I think I'm blind. - Oh, no. Got to call the pediatrician.
Oh, my God... that's terrible.
This place is amazing! I mean, everything...
Every room is perfect.
Look at this. Even the beds are awesome.
We're going to have vacation sex, tonight. - What's vacation sex?
I don't know, but you're going to get it, girl.
Even the breeze is perfect. Is it like this for all rich people?
No,just gay rich people. - You gonna get it. I'm gonna give it to you.
Vacation sex, Dave?
You're the only gay Republican in New York. - Just taxes. I'm left on every other issue.
The Democrats need to have their own show. - No one would watch. There's no blood.
I'd watch it.
People would rather see liberals humiliated on ''The O'Reilly Factor.''
You should go on, Jason, and thoroughly humiliate the man.
Alsayste? Where is he? - I'll get him.
Fiddler on a hot tin roof! - And so young. Have you carded him?
Yes, unfortunately, I have. - He's great,just needs a little seasoning.
Yes.
You're infatuated with him. - Maybe, but I'm worried about you.
He is so young, and you're falling for him. - So what?
Fall. I've never seen you this happy.
You want a baby, and he's in no position to give you one. You're on the clock.
Thanks, that's sweet.
And, he's got this weird thing with his mom, who wants him to marry a girl named Rivkah...
Who asked you? Why do you call their relationship weird, when it's just... close?
We should all be so lucky. Besides, your mom still thinks you're straight.
So, Dave, do care if your kids are Jewish?
I care if they're happy.
Good answer.
What's up with your friends? I felt like I was auditioning.
They're just worried. - About what?
How old you are. My wanting to have a child someday.
You're moving in. I'm just a little nervous, that's all.
In New York, your apartment's all you have. Afew 1 00 square feet you can call your own.
The work's strong. Realistic portraits. He's only 23. I was amazed.
Sounds great. I'd like to take a look at his work.
Is he here? - Yes.
Great. - I'll go find him.
Wait till you see this.
Raphael.
How are you? Good to see you. - You, too.
Have you met my friend, Ann? - Hi.
Nice to meet you. I've got my hands full. - You sure do.
She's beautiful. What's her name? - Ella.
You're so sweet.
How old is she? - She's 1 .
Oh, my goodness. - She's a big girl. Do you have children?
No, I don't. - Well, you look great.
She's just starting to walk, and she's holding on to the railing...
Hey.
- You know you've got over 500 channels?
I watched the Malaysian Grand Prix. - Really? That's amazing.
Have you left the apartment today?
No. Why?
He sits around all day in my apartment. I have zero privacy.
He needs to get his own place.
But he needs a job first.
It's about time. - I need to buy his birthday gift, this week.
There's this Nintendo thing he wants... - Let me ask you something.
Do you like having sex?
Don't get Nintendo.
Are you coming to bed? - Yeah, but after this game.
Just for a sec.
Okay, I've got to get back. - We'll just look, all right?
That looks nice. - It's beautiful!
How much is this? - Too much. Don't even look.
May I help you? - What? No.
What? - Let's go.
Why? - I have an appointment.
I thought you said... - I just have to go.
Shit! Get down.
This a patient?
No, my lover. Yes, it's a patient! Quiet!
You'll have to explain this. - You know I can't.
Okay. You're scaring the customers.
Just dropped a contact.
I was married to a man who couldn't love me. Now I'm with someone who can, but...
he's not really a man, not all the time.
I can see that. - Maybe if I give myself to him, completely,
he'll step up in the ways I need him to.
He says I'm not giving all of myself, and it's unfair to us.
I don't think I can do this, anymore. I'm sorry.
I just can't. - Do what?
We need to talk, Rafi.
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 preserving our relationship?
It seemed, at the time, like the right thing to do.
At the time? How long have you known?
5 weeks, 4 days.
I wanted to make sure it wasn't a fling. If it was,
then we would've 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 you benefit?
No.
I think you did it to control your son. - No, that is not true.
I stayed in it just for you. No other reason.
I don't believe you. You give me advice to do as I please, and...
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 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!
Well, I thought it was safe to assume, it wouldn't get back to her.
She better not use that to get me home for Thanks Giving.
How can you joke? - What else can I do?
Get angry! Be outraged! - I am angry.
I can't believe she took it this far...
I know that she cares about her patients... - What is wrong with you? You're delusional.
She's just trying to control you. - I know she tries to control me. I hate it.
I do, but...
she would never use you to do that. - You are so naive.
How could you deceive her? It's totally unethical.
How dare you. I care more for her well being, than you do.
That's evident by your choice to continue to see her.
Mom. - What are you going to do, now?
Live a life.
Be careful. You've got someone else counting on you, now.
I can handle it. I love her.
Well, don't expect me to clean up the mess. - I won't.
I mean, there won't be a mess to clean up.
And I didn't buy you Q-tips, because I was trying to protect your ears.
She just lets you live there, rent free? - I'm paying in other ways.
God, you're my hero. - No, it's not like that.
The thing with my mom,just killed her. She's like, impossible to live with.
This is it. You want to wait? - I thought I'd hold the paper towels.
We'll meet at Rafi's. She won't be back for a while.
I can't believe you haven't made page 6, yet.
This place is sick. - I know.
Now I see why you're taking all her shit. -That's not why.
I like living here, but that's not why I'm with her.
Great apartment, friends in the Hamptons, art connections. Those are good reasons.
Shut up. - What?
She's tied you up like it's Pelican Bay.
I barely even see you, anymore. I'm only here because she's not home.
Shit.
That's her. Hide! - Are you serious? I really can't be...
Get in the closet... - In the closet?! What?
She doesn't like people in her space. -What space? Is the kitchen included?
Jesus Christ.
What's up?
Hey. What are you doing home, already?
I'm sorry, would you like me to leave? Weren't you going to meet Morris?
Oh, yeah. Drink that. That's good stuff.
I was. I am... hanging out, before. - What's wrong? You're acting weird.
Me? No, I'm fine. You okay?
Is there someone here? - What? No.
Is there someone here with you?
I'm allergic.
What's going on, here? - Ok. All right, look.
I heard you coming, and I panicked. I told him to hide.
In the closet? - I didn't want to.
We were only here...
Long enough to have a beer with your pie-throwing, sociopath friend?
Hey, no. Wait. I told him...
I told you not to come... - No, you did not... wait.
Is that better than a psychopath? - What's up with you?
I can't believe this. People hiding in the closet, you're lying.
Goddamn preschooler! - You've had me locked down since I moved in.
What?! - Yeah, you treat me like an inmate.
An inmate? You barely carry your weight.
I do everything, and you can't even clean up.
All I ask, is that you tell me when you bring people here.
Rafi, this is not such a big deal. Get over it. I'm not Francis.
I'm not lying to you, cheating on you. Not avoiding you.
Thanks, that reassuring, and in really good taste.
You know what? I can't do this anymore.
Get a dog, if you want to give orders because I don't give a shit, anymore.
I miss you like crazy.
I think we need to take a break, and start seeing other people.
What?
I can't do this. It just isn't right for me. And I can't trust you, anymore.
I was only showing him your place... - It's not just that.
You are in no place to give me what I need.
I get that.
And then this thing with your mother... - It's crazy.
But the reason she stopped seeing you, is because she believes we're in love.
It's just...
It's just not going to 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.
Even love won't guarantee that they won't hurt each other.
If anything, it just makes it a likelihood.
Thanks for coming down. Sorry for the mess.
Rafi thought I'd like your work, and I trust her judgment.
Well, we broke up.
I'm sorry, I didn't know.
She didn't say anything about it? - No.
These are great. Do you have a gallery? - No.
How much for the larger pieces? - I don't know, never sold one.
I'll give you 1,000 each, for these 2, and we'll see about a show.
Done.
I don't believe it. You're going to be a huge painter and I get to go along for the ride.
Maybe I can write this whole pie thing off as performance art.
Who you calling..? - Rafi.
I want to tell her. And kick her a few bucks for rent.
What am I, chopped liver? - You're the whole reason...
Alright... - Hi. I'm not in...
Does this mean you're getting your own place? - Shut up.
Hey, Raf. It's me again. Listen...
I've got amazing news. Please pick up. Rafi... Rafi.
Hello?
Why don't you call him, then?
I like it, man. It's very ''the early years,'' you know?
A little roach problem, but you can fix that.
It's perfect for the 'A&E' documentary. ''He lived on arugula and macaroons...''
Shut up. -Okay, Howard Hughes... lets get you dressed.
I want to go out. I want you to look nice. You've been shut in too long.
We're with her. - Nope.
Come on, man. That's my girlfriend. - Back off the rope.
Hey.
You know that chick? - Yeah, don't point.
What's wrong?
Can't get in. - It's okay. Let them in.
Hey.
I love you, I really do.
If you don't take advantage of this situation, I'm gonna question your manhood.
I miss her. - Get over it.
It's been 2 weeks. She out there doing the same thing.
I'm thinking the pan-seared trout.
The salmon looks good, too. Think it's wild or farm-raised?
Do you like carp?
No.
Carp... no.
I want to dance.
Get to work, sister. Slake it like a salt shaker.
What is that?
That's some Irene Cara shit. She should be wearing leg warmers.
You got to be damage control. - Yeah, this is not helping anybody.
Have a drink, baby.
Feel better? - Much.
Yes!
Hey, I'm going to use your toothbrush. That's okay, right?
Oh, my God. - What?
Dave? Do you believe in Jesus Christ?
Your painting.
I'm working.
I'm not doing this to piss you off. This is not an act of rebellion.
I love her. I could use your help.
My help?! Have you heard a word I've said? I am out of this.
Let me bring her over, Friday. Please? I'm begging you.
She hasn't stopped talking about how much she misses you.
Are you insane?
There is no way.
You okay?
Mom? We're here.
Rafi.
What is it sweetie?
I missed you. I only just realized, how much.
I missed you, too. - Did you?
Yes. Hello, sweetheart. - Thank you.
You look very nice. Coats.
What? Oh, Jack.
Mom, can Audrey come over? - No. Get off the phone.
Come in.
Stop with the fingers. - I'm only having one.
Dad, this is Rafi.
Hi. Nice to meet you. - And you.
My sister. - Hi. Dinah.
Hi. - I like your dress.
I've heard so much about you. - I'm Blanche.
My mother. - And you are... Rafi.
Nice name. - Thanks. It's Raphael, actually.
Just like the painter. - The painter?
My husband, Sam. - Hi.
Hi, Sam. Nice to meet you. - Watch out for him.
That's the truth. - Hope your hungry.
Oh, you shouldn't have. Thank you very much.
What a cute bag. - It's a nice bottle too.
If it gets cold enough, we'll have it with dinner.
Absolutely. - Put it in the freezer. It'll be fine.
Thanks.
Who knows where I'd be, without my daughter?
You'd be in Brooklyn.
This is you, next to me. - This is beautiful.
You okay, Grandma? - You're okay, until you collapse.
I have to tell you a wonderful story. First time I met my Blanche.
On the subway. There used to be a line that ran across DeKalb Avenue.
I was on one side of the car, she was on the other.
She is wearing the dopiest hat you ever saw. She looked great.
I think I've heard this story, once before. - Only once? Your lucky.
It's an adorable story.
Isn't it great, that David sold his work? - Yes, we're so happy for you.
Yeah, right. - Didn't think you had a chance in hell.
You should know, that this is what I'm going to do, for the rest of my life.
Really? - No C.P.A. No law degree.
No, ''Paging Dr. Bloomberg.'' This is it. - As long as you can making a living with it.
So, I understand you're interested to converting to Judaism?
Oh, my God.
Oh, good. Thank you. - Sure. This...
This go in here? - Yes. Yes.
Okay. Good, that's good.
This is very strange. - Yes...
I've never experienced anything remotely like it.
Now you see that even your therapist has a crazy family.
You kidding? This is what I never had.
No Grandparents. No laughter around the dinner table.
No dinner, actually.
Thank you for having me over.
I know this was very difficult for you. - No, it wasn't difficult, at all.
I think you're great, Rafi. I think you're great.
It's hard to understand, but this isn't personal.
I just don't want David to give up his faith. - He wouldn't have to.
I want my kids to have religion. I didn't, and you say I've suffered from it.
Well. Slow down.... kids?! With my son?!
Think about what you're saying. - I'm sorry.
Sometimes I forget that you're his mother. I still think of you as my therapist.
What a mess, huh?
Oh, and he's got 20 boxes of Q-tips in his bathroom but the rest of the place is a dump.
This is Dave your talking about? Rafi's Dave?
So what? They're broken up. - Sue, they're back together now.
So, what's the big deal? - The big deal is, it would kill her.
Okay, Jesus. I won't say anything. - Won't say anything about what?
Hey.
Did you sleep with Sue? - What?
Know what? Just call her, and go back to your own place.
I need quiet time. Thank you.
I'm not calling. This is crazy.
She tells me to see other people, and then punishes me for it. Screw that!
Even I can see, it's not that you went out. It's who you went out with.
It's like ''Learn Your Fucking Lesson Day'', around here.
Jesus Christ.
Lock the door, please.
Thank you.
Magnolia. Traitors.
You have my total support, in whatever you want to do.
Why do I feel like you're still against this?
I'm not. I am worried. I'm your mother, it's my job.
What if I decide to go through with this? - You two clearly have something special.
I look at this relationship, and think what it's done for you.
It's really... it's great.
You've come into your own. You're a painter, I get that.
Rafi made me see that. That is going to be your life.
That's right. - That's right. That's great.
David, you have to try to hear this. Love is not always enough.
Not when it's marriage, and children, and joint checking accounts.
You're not supposed to learn this lesson at 23, but...
you did get yourself into a complicated situation.
Relationships are work. Children are work.
I'm not saying love isn't important, it is, but...
What are you saying? - I'm saying that...
Sometimes you love, and you learn, and you...
move on.
And that's okay.
Here we go.
Whoops.
I'm sorry.
And? - It was a really...
really bad call. I wasn't thinking. I'm so sorry, Rafi. I'm just...
learning this as I go along. But, you gotta work with me, here.
Can we get a minute? - No way. I work here.
Fine, I'm going, anyway.
We have some things working against us, and I do screw up from time to time, but...
everybody does.
The difference with me is, I'm trying so hard to get it right.
I want to be the man you see in me, every so often.
On leap years, fine, but I want to be that guy for you.
Bottom line is, I love you so much.
I'll figure it out, okay?
I'll get it, you just gotta give me a chance.
Are you sure about this? - I'm sure.
Why now?
Because you want this more than anything in the world. I want to give it to you.
I want to make a baby with you.
I can't.
Why? - I love you, and I can't do this to you.
I don't understand. What are you doing to me? It actually feels really good.
I just can't.
I want to give this to you.
I know you do, and it's the sweetest gift anyone's ever given me,
but it's not right for you. You'll regret it.
You know this.
The fact that you're still willing, shows how deep your love goes.
That's the gift I'm taking from you.
One year later.
I need to sell 1 more painting, and then I'm out of here.
What? Where are you going?
Maybe somewhere in Central America. Maybe El Salvador.
What,just pick up, and go to El Salvador? - Yeah.
So, you get off the plane, but how do you know where to go?
I don't. I'll figure it out. It's time. I've never even left the country.
What about class trip '98? - Niagara Falls? Come on, Morris.
What am I going to do? - Come with me.
El Salvador? That Noriega country. I'll pass.
That's Panama. You might learn something. - I'm learning here.
Went on a 2nd date the other night. - Your kidding?
Yes I am, but I had you for a second. - Oh, shit!
Forgot my hat. - You schmuck. Should I come with?
I'll get it. - Love you, bro.
I'll catch up with you. - All right, man.
...We'll get a bottle of each...
You forgot your hat. - Yeah.
Hold on.
There you go. - Thanks.