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So then we see Hannah meeting her parents for dinner and Judy Collins. Hannah is still not doing well and her parents notice. Specifically her mom, who calls her out on the counting thing, and tells Hannah that she wants to help. Hannah snaps at her that she's fine, but that even if she wasn't, "It hurts me more than it hurts you. I'm the one who has to experience it." Hannah's mom does that thing that moms sometimes do, saying that she doesn't know why Hannah is afflicted and that it couldn't be their fault. Hannah answers, "Well, it's genetic which is sort of the ultimate your fault." And that was great. Because, really, everything is our parent's fault. Especially our mothers. Everyone knows that, right? Cool.
So, this very awkward concert/dinner is interspersed with Adam's very not awkward date. It turns out that Carol Kane's daughter is hot. And she thinks Adam is hot. And agrees with her mom's assessment that Adam is "a very nice boy, with a fresh look." This could be good. This could be very good for Adam and maybe he could finally stop drinking that milk? I hope so.
Shoshanna is at Radhika's party. It's a shit party. So Shosh leaves and talks with the creepy doorman who was checking her out when she walked in. There's some small talk about how Shosh is more of a club person than a party person and the doorman asks if her name is Muslim or something ("Sort of.") And then Shosh tells him that he's hot for a doorman and they hook up behind the mailboxes. I disapprove. That doorman was super-creepy. Whatever, I guess Shosh needs to do something to move forward and away from Ray. Even if that something is a creepster doorman.
Back at Shoshanna's apartment, Ray is reading and Marnie walks in to bitch about Charlie. Ray is the best because Ray intones, "Marnie learned another life lesson. How adorable." Eventually he gets tired of her bullshit and just straight up asks her, "What do you really want to do?"
"I want to sing."
And so Marnie sings. Norah Jones. And, yes, she has a lovely voice. But also, she is the worst person. So Ray is all, "I'm going to stop it there because this is getting a little too intimate for me." Ray is the best and Marnie is the worst. Ray just tells her that if she wants to sing she has to do it now. She will never look better and she "can't dress like a magician's assistant forever." He tells her, "If you want to sing, sing now."
And then, because she is the worst, she starts singing again. Ray is all, "Not at this moment." And she says, "Well, be more fucking specific." And he says, "I thought it was obvious." Which it was. To normal people who are not the worst.
Hannah and her parents are sitting in the waiting room of a specialist for her OCD recurrence. The specialist is played by Bob Balaban, which is perfect. We find out that when Hannah was younger the whole counting to 8 thing manifested itself by her counting things like "Every pulse in my vagina. And I would force myself to watch things in my head in a loop of 8. Sexual things, murder things." When Bob Balaban claims this is classical, Hannah shoots back, "Is it classical to masturbate 8 or 16 times in a night until your legs shake and you're crying?" There's more to it, but it's too sad. And the point is, never say someone's problems are classical. Because then they will need to prove that their problems are special, which only means that their problems are terrifying. And human. Ah. Poor Hannah.
Bob Balaban tries to get to the root of the problem, which stems partially from her breakup with Adam and not being able to "decide if he's the greatest person in the world or the worst" but also from her book deadline. When she finds out that Bob Balaban has sold 2.5 million copies of his book series about a boy and his bionic dog, she tells him, "I will do anything you say as long as you tell my parents I'm ok." He asks her, "Are you ok?"
And then we see Hannah and her parents on the subway. Hannah has a prescription bag in her hand. Her father tries to lean in toward her but hesitates. Both of her parents focus on her. She is angry and forceful as she says, "I hate it when you look so concerned about me." The circles under her eyes are dark. The train moves forward. Hopefully Hannah won't drink that sour milk anymore. Hopefully she'll pull it together. We'll see.
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