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ANNA: Last time on Pen15...

I just think the real thing is that we've changed.

‐ [shouting in tongues] Yeah. So weird.

[both speaking tongues]

It's like, I think we're on another level.

[cheers and applause]

KATHY: But you look so beautiful, Maya.

You look like your mother.

MAYA: I don't look anything like her.

She's ugly.

‐ Maya, stop acting like a little spoiled bitch.

‐ I don't like you. You're ugly.

YUKI: Maya.

You're gonna be okay.

[indistinct shouting]

ANNA: My parents, they're divorcing,

but they kind of share the house.

‐ Sounds worse than the "every other weekend" deal.

[soft music]

CURTIS: Did your mom tell you?

She's getting the house?

You'll have to decide who you want to live with.

MAYA: Wait. ‐ That's the lead.

‐ Oh, my God!

‐ That is incredible. MAYA: Wait.

♪ Gonna be in the spotlight ♪

‐ I know that you cast your play already,

but if you have an understudy role, I'm free.

BRENDAN: We're techies‐‐we handle

all the technical elements of the play.

‐ Kone, I'm making you stage manager.

‐ Maya, you gotta remember your lines.

‐ All you have to do right now is just, like, pep me up.

‐ Good luck. ‐ Okay, you just jinxed me.

It's "Break a leg." ANNA: Ready, star?

[cheers and applause]

MAURA: Sam, how much do you like Maya

on a scale of one to ten?

SAM: Maya Ishii‐Peters?

You were just really good in the play.

I've never seen you like that before.

‐ When we sorta kissed in my room,

you said that you had butterflies.

I‐I didn't.

It's not you. It‐‐

‐ [sobbing]

‐ Maya!

♪ ♪

[upbeat hip‐hop music]

♪ ♪

‐ Vince Carter put his whole arm in the rim.

‐ I know, he was, like, hanging there from his elbow.

JAFEER: I know.

‐ Sam.

‐ Anna, stop.

‐ Hey.

‐ Hey.

Turn around. Like...

‐ She said my name.

‐ I know. I didn't.

‐ Turn around.

HEATHER: So, like, do you think

that the dress is too short, or‐‐

‐ No, I love it. ‐ Are you sure?

‐ Yeah. ‐ Alex doesn't like it.

‐ What? I love it.

I think you should wear it. ‐ All right.

‐ [whispering] Look at his shoes.

I think I saw them at Payless.

HEATHER: Sad. CONNIE: I know.

HEATHER: Those are disgusting.

Oh, my God.

[chalk scratching]

[indistinct chatter]

‐ Does anyone know what these lines stand for?

Hmm?

These six lines...stand for the six million people

killed in the Holocaust.

Jewish people, gypsies,

handicapped people, homosexuals,

but mostly Jews were rounded up

by the Nazis, put in camps, and eventually killed.

Six million lives.

Can you even comprehend that?

These camps...

‐ Oh, my God, I feel, like, so bad

for the Jewish people in World War II.

‐ I do too. MR. O: Prisoners were systematically murdered...

‐ I could cry, honestly.

MR. O: Over time by their ruthless Nazi captors.

‐ Me too. Mr. O: When a Nazi would show up

at a Jewish person's door,

they were given one hour

to pack a bag

before being loaded into a train

and taken away forever.

Yes, Miss Roth?

‐ I'm Jewish,

and it's really messed up, you guys.

‐ I'm half. MR. O: Oh, yeah.

‐ My grandfather once married a Jewish woman,

but they got divorced after a year.

‐ Ah. Okay.

BECCA: It's actually such crazy timing

that we're talking about the Holocaust right now,

because my bat mitzvah's next weekend.

Everyone in this class is invited, obviously,

but you guys, I haven't received all the RSVPs.

So please, please, please RSVP.

[class chattering] ‐ All right, guys, guys...yeah.

‐ [whispering] I heard there's gonna be Dippin' Dots.

At the party. ‐ Shh.

MR. O: And you have an assignment.

‐ Shh. ‐ Guys.

‐ You guys, I'm sorry.

I'm not trying to be bossy.

There's just‐‐he's talking. Mr. O: Thank you.

‐ There's an assignment, so... Mr. O: Thank you.

‐ I'm trying to write it down.

MR. O: Thank you.

Your homework assignment is to present to the class

what single item that you would bring with you

if the Nazis showed up at your door.

‐ Oh, my God.

[Bikini Kill's "Demirep"]

SINGER: ♪ I, I am hiding ♪

♪ That you I show to you

♪ Is just a lie ♪

♪ You take what you want ♪

♪ You get what you take ♪

♪ They jumped so high, high, high ♪

‐ You know, if we were in the States in this time,

we'd be in the internment camp.

‐ Blah, blah, blah, blah, Mama.

I just, like‐‐I don't know what I'm gonna wear.

I feel like, if I'm gonna go, I should wear

the spaghetti strap dress, maybe?

Or, like, get‐‐ ‐ Focus on your homework.

‐ I am, Mom! ‐ Please.

‐ I'm just, like‐‐ I don't know what to bring.

‐ [speaks Japanese]

I got something of your grandma's.

I'll go get it for you.

You can bring them to school, huh?

Okay?

‐ Okay, I don't care.

[sighs]

Shuji, have you ever been to a bat mitzvah before?

I'm invited to one.

‐ Yeah, I've been to a couple.

They're bomb.

‐ Yeah, I know.

I think there's gonna be, like, Dippin' Dots there

or something.

But, like, if I were gonna have a bat mitzvah,

I feel like, I don't know,

I'd have Mom and Dad get me, like...

a water fountain of Kool‐Aid or something.

‐ Mom and Dad could never afford that.

‐ What are you talking about? Yeah, they could.

‐ Mom and Dad don't even own this house.

‐ Okay, so what, we live here for free?

[Shuji laughs]

No, seriously, like...

we're, like, upper‐middle class,

like Anna, right?

‐ We're not even middle.

We're probably low.

Lower‐middle, if anything.

‐ But, like, we can afford things.

Like, I have clothes and stuff.

We're not poor.

‐ We're dirt‐poor. ‐ No, we're not.

Dad has money. Like‐‐ ‐ Dad's basically homeless.

‐ Stop it! SHUJI: Yeah.

‐ Stop! ‐ We're extra‐poor!

‐ Stop! Stop it, Shuji.

Say we're not poor.

[sobs] Stop.

YUKI: Maya, Maya, we found some of Ojichan's

and Obachan's things.

You can take them all to school and share and...

this was Obachan's.

Oh, I remember this.

And, oh, look at this.

Oh, some family photo too. Wow.

‐ Have you heard from your dad?

Anna! ‐ Yes.

‐ Is he still in that crappy motel, or has he...

‐ He's still looking for an apartment.

‐ Look, I'm really sorry I have to go through you,

you know, but it's just‐‐ he just won't answer my‐‐

‐ He just doesn't want to talk to you right now,

and you know that, and so, like... [mumbles]

‐ Why are you so moody?

‐ Because I'm learning about the Holocaust, okay?

‐ Okay. ‐ Like...

KATHY: Okay, I'm sorry.

‐ Mom, I'm talking to you. ‐ Okay.

‐ Why are you leaving?

‐ I get‐‐I don't know.

‐ Are we Jewish?

Like, I know that we're Unitarian and stuff,

and Russian, German, Polish...

but are we Jewish?

‐ German.

A lot of German.

‐ Are there Nazis in our family?

‐ No.

Grampy fought them in World War II.

I have his war mementos.

‐ Mom. KATHY: Yes?

‐ Have I discovered a family secret?

‐ There are no Nazis in our family.

‐ Do you think that Nazis...

are all in Hell?

‐ [Kathy sighs]

I don't know if Hell exists.

But if it does, they are definitely there.

ANNA: But then if it doesn't exist,

you're saying it's just fine they're in heaven?

‐ I'm‐‐I'm saying I don't even know if heaven exists.

‐ So then if there's no heaven, where do you go when you die?

‐ I don't know.

I think you just have to be in the present moment.

‐ [sighs]

Why would He let all this happen?

Why would He let all this happen?

‐ Grampy? ANNA: No.

God.

‐ Well, maybe God is a she, or...

or a nothing, I don't know.

I don't know why evil exists in this world.

Anna, I don't know.

I don't know why there's suffering.

I don't know.

[sentimental music]

‐ It doesn't make sense.

KATHY: No, it doesn't.

‐ And you don't have any answers at all.

KATHY: I'm sorry.

♪ ♪

‐ [sighs]

[indistinct chatter]

HEATHER: That's so cute. I love that.

CONNIE: It's so pretty. BECCA: Right?

‐ Wait, you've already gotten presents

and your bat mitzvah hasn't even happened? ‐ Yeah.

‐ You guys, they're just from family who live far away.

This one's good, but my cousin got me a necklace

from Claire's.

Like, I get a rash from nickel.

Like, that's why I only wear Swarovski.

HEATHER: Yeah. Yeah, like, I know that about you.

[bell ringing]

‐ Sorry.

‐ All right, gang, time for presentations.

Who wants to go first?

Ishii‐Peters, love the enthusiasm.

‐ Okay.

ANNA: Whoo!

‐ Um...

okay, so if the Nazis showed up at my house

and was like, "You have one hour to pack,

and you can only bring one thing,"

um, I would bring...

this Chanel shopping bag.

Thank you. [class muttering]

TERRA: That's what you're bringing to the Holocaust?

That's crazy.

‐ You might die or never see your family again,

and you'd bring a Chanel shopping bag?

‐ Well, I wasn't‐‐

well...I also, um... I brought‐‐

‐ You can only bring one thing.

Thank you, Maya.

‐ [whispering] So good.

‐ I get it. You could put stuff in the bag.

MAYA: Shut up. MR. O: Okay.

Becca, why don't‐‐why don't you come up?

[applause] CONNIE: Becca, we love you.

‐ I would bring this picture of my great‐great grandparents

who I admire so much.

Thanks.

[applause]

MR. O: Great, great.

Um...

Miss Kone.

‐ I'd bring a bullet.

‐ [screams] ‐ [laughs]

‐ To kill Hitler.

So that none of this ever happened.

‐ All right, I don't think you should have that at school.

I should probably confiscate that.

SAM: Yeah, um, I have a question.

How are you gonna shoot without a gun?

‐ I'd find one at the place. JAFEER: That's stupid.

A knife would kill way more Nazis than one bullet.

‐ No, if you had a ton of bullets,

the bullets would do more.

Are you kidding?

‐ But, Anna, killing is wrong.

Think about it. ‐ Is it?

Is it in this situation, though?

Because think about it. Sometimes you have

to take justice into your own hands

'cause God lets things like this happen.

If He or She even exists. MR. O: Okay.

[all talking at once]

STUDENT: You can't say that!

BECCA: Guys. JAFEER: You can't bring a bullet.

‐ You guys.

You guys.

I feel like it's because we survived the Holocaust

that so many of us have faith today.

Like, it's this feeling I get when I'm in temple

that despite all the odds being stacked against me

and my ancestors, we survived.

And that's how I know God exists.

There's signs around me every day.

It's kind of beautiful.

On a more serious note,

if you guys park in front of the temple

on my bat mitzvah, my dad will have to tow you.

So, like, do not do that, okay?

‐ Mom, how 'bout this one? Like...

‐ Maya, no. No. ‐ No, no, just to look through.

That's the one she wants.

‐ That's not appropriate for her.

I don't even have a jewelry like that.

‐ Mom, it's a necklace. Like, she'll want that.

‐ Oh, how 'bout this one?

Mm, it's nice.

‐ Mom, what is wrong with you? I'm not giving her a pen.

‐ Pen is a nice gift. ‐ Mom, oh, my God.

Ugh, you're, like, so old‐fashioned.

Like, you don't understand. You can't give a pen!

You have to give, like... like, a necklace,

like something like this.

Like, that's something she would really like,

and I feel like I need to get that.

‐ You know, you can always‐‐ ‐ Mom, seriously, please?

Like, can I just get her this necklace?

‐ Maya, we can always get her 18 dollar.

It's Jewish good luck.

‐ Wow.

Okay, yeah, I'm gonna write a check‐‐

or no, I'll just put a bunch of single dollar bills

in a little envelope,

be like, "Hey, happy bat mitzvah.

Here's $18 that you can spend on a can of Coke!"

Are you serious?

You're acting like we're poor!

Like, what is wrong with you?

Literally, you're ruining my life!

Like, I need it!

[screams] ‐ Guys, guys, come on.

Enough with the yelling, all right? Come on.

Uh, Yuki, let's‐‐ let's just get it.

‐ No‐‐I mean, a necklace from Swarovski?

FRED: Yes. Well, if it's important to her,

you know, I can play a couple of more gigs this week.

I mean, look at her. YUKI: Absolutely not.

No.

FRED: Come on, honey. YUKI: Absolutely not.

It's too expensive. ‐ [screeching]

KAREN: Welcome to Swarovski.

This is Karen speaking. How can I help you?

‐ This necklace, Dad. ‐ Yeah, hello, Karen.

‐ Dad, this one. ‐ Um, I was wondering, uh,

how much it would be total

for the Stone Necklace.

‐ That one's 135.

‐ Wowza. [scoffs]

Listen, uh, Karen, we're, uh‐‐

we're trying to get a bat mitzvah gift.

‐ Dad. ‐ Is there something a little‐‐

‐ Hi, Karen. KAREN: Hi.

‐ Hi. Sorry. KAREN: That's okay.

‐ Um, okay.

How 'bout...

how 'bout the Sparkling Dance Heart Necklace?

How much is that?

‐ That's $120.

MAYA: Mom, it's only $120. Mom.

Or how about the Flower Bracelet,

'cause that one doesn't have a chain,

so maybe it's less expensive?

Or...

we don't have to.

We don't have to. I don't want it. It's okay.

No, no, no, no, no. ‐ No. No. No.

We're on the phone.

KAREN: Hello? ‐ No, Mom doesn't want...

FRED: Uh, Karen, yeah.

Can you just hold on a sec? KAREN: Sure.

‐ Listen, the, um‐‐ the big diamond

that's‐‐that's a little showy.

‐ No, I know. We don't have to.

‐ Maybe the Sparkling Dance Heart Necklace

is‐is more appropriate for 13.

It's classy.

‐ Really? FRED: Yeah.

Yeah. Hey, um, yeah, Karen.

‐ Mom, we don't have to. FRED: Listen, is there any way

you could do layaway? KAREN: Sure.

That won't be a problem. FRED: All right, good.

And‐‐ooh, look.

Two‐for‐one pizza.

Antonio's. Boi‐oi‐oi‐oing!

Yeah, okay.

All right, are you ready?

BECCA'S PARENTS: [singing Hebrew prayer]

CONGREGATION: [singing Hebrew prayer]

‐ Late much?

Oh, my God, that's my gift.

‐ Sorry.

‐ Literally so expensive.

‐ You guys. ‐ Sorry.

‐ Sorry, he just stepped on my gift.

BECCA'S PARENTS: [singing Hebrew prayer]

‐ Maya? ‐ What?

‐ You know how Becca was like, "Oh, there's, like, a sign

so I know that God exists"?

‐ Yeah. ‐ Like, I want that.

‐ Okay.

‐ But I'm not seeing it yet,

so will you pray with me so God hears?

‐ Okay.

BECCA'S PARENTS: [singing Hebrew prayer]

ANNA: God, if you exist,

make the rabbi's handkerchief fall when I open my eyes.

[prayer continues]

[mystical bell music]

♪ ♪

MAYA: ♪ Amen ♪

[Eiffel 65's "Blue"]

SINGERS: ♪ I'm blue ♪

♪ Da ba dee da ba di ♪

♪ Da ba dee da ba di da ba dee da ba di ♪

♪ Da ba dee da ba di da ba dee da ba di ♪

♪ Da ba dee da ba di da ba dee da ba di ♪

MAYA: Oh, my God, this party's, like, unbelievable.

[laughs]

Oh, my God! They have Dippin' Dots.

ANNA: Oh, my God.

‐ Okay, okay.

I'm definitely gonna get strawberry nanners.

I'm getting it.

Glow sticks!

ANNA: It's earth's poison.

But I guess it doesn't matter.

I don't care.

‐ When should I give my present to her?

Should I give it now or later?

‐ What? ‐ Okay, later.

I'm gonna give it later because I feel like

she's not gonna even pay attention to it now.

[Sarah Vaughan's "Whatever Lola Wants"]

♪ ♪

‐ ♪ Whatever Lola wants ♪ [cheers and applause]

♪ Lola gets ♪

♪ And little man ♪

♪ Little Lola wants you ♪

♪ Make up your mind to have ♪

MAYA: She's so good. ‐ ♪ No regrets ♪

‐ That's why it's musical‐theatre themed.

BECCA: ♪ Resign yourself ♪

♪ You're through ♪

♪ ♪

♪ I always get ♪

♪ ♪

♪ What I aim for ♪

♪ And your heart and soul ♪

♪ Is what I came for ♪

Thank you guys so much for coming to my bat mitzvah.

As a woman, I feel it's my responsibility

to make sure you all have a great time tonight.

So let's make this party super cool!

Yeah!

[Sister Sledge's "We Are Family"]

♪ ♪

SINGERS: ♪ We are family ♪

♪ I got all my sisters with me ♪

♪ We are family ♪

♪ Get up everybody and sing ♪

♪ We are family ♪

‐ What?

You're not having fun?

‐ No, I'm just not in the mood right now.

Yeah.

SANDRA: You sufferin'?

‐ Kinda, yeah.

But I don't know. It doesn't matter, actually.

‐ Oh, see...

I don't‐‐I don't agree with that.

There is nothing that doesn't matter.

You know...

Becca's grandma always used to say,

"If you're lucky enough to live...

"live.

"And if you get the chance to dance...

Dance."

SINGERS: ♪ It's electric! ♪

[Marcia Griffiths' "Electric Boogie"]

♪ ♪

♪ You can't see it ♪

♪ It's electric! ♪

♪ You gotta feel it ♪

♪ It's electric! ♪

♪ Ooh, it's shakin' ♪

♪ It's electric! ♪

[faint ringing]

[music distorting and fading]

‐ [breathing heavily]

[ringing continues]

[distorted audio swells]

SINGER: ♪ Here, there, everywhere ♪

♪ I've got to move ♪

MAYA: Whoo!

SINGER: ♪ I'm going on a party ride ♪

♪ I've got to groove, groove, groove ♪

♪ And from this music, I just can't hide ♪

‐ [sobbing]

Stop, stop, stop, stop.

[door squeaks]

[muffled music continues]

♪ ♪

Sorry.

Went in the wrong door.

‐ Kone?

‐ Oh, my God. ‐ It's me.

Steve. ANNA: So embarrassing. Yeah.

I see that.

‐ Hey.

‐ Hey.

Sorry, I can't breathe.

‐ It's cool. It's fine. It's...

come on.

Follow me.

‐ Okay.

‐ You know, Becca, you're, like, so good at singing.

‐ Thank you. ‐ Yeah, that's what I was gonna say.

You're, like, really good. ‐ Oh, you guys are so sweet.

‐ Do you take, like, lessons or...

‐ I take a few,

but I definitely just love performing.

‐ Yeah. ‐ You're a natural.

‐ So good. ‐ Thanks.

‐ Hi, Becca.

Congratulations.

It's so amazing.

It's, like, awesome.

‐ Thank you.

‐ Um, I just‐‐I have my gift for you,

so I wanted you to open it. ‐ Oh, thanks.

You could just put it on the table behind me.

‐ Or actually, can you‐‐

it's just, like, a really special gift,

so if you don't mind, just, like, open it.

‐ Sure.

[Smooth Approach's "Let Me Tell You"]

[romantic R&B music]

SINGER: ♪ You've been on my mind ♪

♪ And I think it is the time ♪

♪ To let you know ♪

‐ Do you wanna dance, Maya?

♪ ♪

‐ [scoffs] What?

‐ Do you wanna dance?

‐ No, I heard you.

I'm just like, "What?" [laughs]

♪ ♪

No, 'cause you don't have good shoes.

‐ What? ‐ I'm just kidding.

I'm just kidding. Sorry. Can you‐‐

I'm, like, in the middle of something,

so it's a little annoying.

BECCA: Oh, cute.

I think I have a couple of these,

but thanks, Maya.

So sweet.

FRIEND: Is there, like, a receipt?

'Cause you can return it. BECCA: Oh, no, it's okay.

Thanks, Maya. ‐ You're welcome.

Do you like it?

BECCA: Yeah, it's‐‐ it's really pretty.

Thanks.

Anyway, so we should have, like, a slumber party.

FRIEND: Totally. FRIEND: Bring snacks.

‐ Yeah!

[indistinct chatter]

‐ One, two, three, four,

five, six, seven, hold.

One, two, three, four,

five, six, seven, exhale.

‐ [exhales] ‐ Working?

‐ [exhales slowly]

Sorry.

‐ You feeling better?

‐ Yeah.

I don't know what's happening.

‐ Crème de menthe?

‐ Okay.

I don't...yeah.

Thanks.

MAYA: Anna, where have you been?

‐ Hi, Mai. MAYA: What the hell? Like‐‐

‐ Oh, my God, I'm so sorry.

I just had, like, a total freak‐out,

and I just bumped into Steve.

‐ Hi. ‐ He's just making me feel better.

‐ Hey.

‐ Sorry, like...

‐ You okay?

‐ Yeah, no, I'm fine.

It's just, like, Becca opened the gift

and didn't like it, so...

‐ Sorry.

‐ Want a drink? ‐ Oh, yeah.

‐ [softly] Did you drink?

‐ Just a little,

but I won't have more

unless you want some.

‐ No, I‐‐let's drink, damn it.

‐ Yeah, and I love this alcohol, actually.

‐ Yeah, it's‐‐it's good

because it doesn't make your breath smell like alcohol,

just minty fresh.

‐ It burns.

‐ Yeah. ‐ Yeah.

‐ Are you gonna get in trouble for being out here?

‐ [scoffs]

Fuck 'em.

MAYA: Fuck 'em.

‐ Yeah.

What do you guys think happens when you die?

‐ You rot.

God doesn't exist.

‐ Agreed.

[sighs]

‐ Yeah.

[soft music]

♪ ♪

‐ Can I have your number?

‐ What?

‐ Uh, can I have your number?

‐ Yeah, sure.

‐ I don't usually go for younger girls,

but you're‐‐you're different.

♪ ♪

‐ Thanks.

‐ [mumbling] I should steal it back.

Guys?

Sorry, guys?

Sorry, I think I should steal the present back.

'Cause my parents spent a lot of money on it.

Right?

‐ Yeah. ‐ Yeah.

‐ 'Cause she doesn't even know it's there.

Like, she won't miss it.

‐ Yeah, 'cause she's a bitch.

‐ She sounds like a bitch. ‐ She was a bitch.

‐ Take it back. ‐ Let's...

‐ Okay! ‐ Fucking get your gift back.

‐ Let's do it. ‐ Okay, so I'm doing it?

‐ We're doing it. ‐ Okay, I'm doing it.

MAYA: Okay, fine. Oh, my God.

Okay.

[balloon pops] [both gasp]

‐ It's okay, be chill.

[R&B music]

‐ Are they looking?

‐ Where? No.

I see her. She's right there. Go. Go.

♪ ♪

‐ This is my necklace, and I'm taking it.

♪ ♪

[rushed] Just taking it back. I got it.

[indistinct muttering]

Oh, my God, is she looking? ‐ No, she's not looking.

[both giggling]

♪ You are crazy ♪

♪ You are a crazy girl ♪

[All‐4‐One's "I Swear"]

SINGERS: ♪ I see the questions ♪

♪ In your eyes ♪

♪ I know what's weighing on your mind ♪

♪ You can be sure ♪

♪ I know my part ♪

‐ You okay? ‐ Yeah.

‐ Anna, may I have this dance?

‐ Um, can Maya dance with us?

‐ No, I don't want to be a third wheel.

‐ It's okay. ‐ No, I don't wanna.

STEVE: It's cool.

It's all one wheel.

‐ Yeah.

It's one wheel.

[both laugh]

‐ Stop. ‐ I'm so drunk.

I'm so drunk.

SINGERS: ♪ And I swear ♪

♪ By the moon and the stars in the sky ♪

♪ I'll be there ♪

♪ I swear ♪

‐ I'm a horse. [both giggle]

SINGERS: ♪ Like a shadow ♪

♪ That's by your side ♪

♪ I'll be there ♪

‐ [whispering] Wait, are you into Steve?

Like, are you guys going out?

‐ Shh. ‐ He can't hear.

‐ [shushing]

He just asked for my number.

‐ Oh, my God, okay.

You have a boyfriend now!

STEVE: Maya? ‐ What?

STEVE: You should meet my friend Derrick.

I think he'd really like you.

‐ Oh, my God. ‐ Stop!

‐ Future boyfriend.

‐ Shut up, Anna! No, I don't‐‐

‐ He's cool, he's cool.

‐ He's cool.

‐ Wait, we're like...

you guys. ‐ Like, yeah.

MAYA: Oh, my God, stop.

SINGERS: ♪ We'll hang some memories ♪

♪ On the walls ♪

‐ That's not what I wanted.

[knocking]

‐ Hey, party girl.

No hello?

‐ Hey, Mam‐‐Mom.

‐ [chuckles]

How was it?

Was it fun?

‐ So fun. [chuckles]

‐ Can I give you a hug?

‐ Mm‐hmm.

Mm.

‐ [sniffs]

‐ Mm.

‐ Have you been drinking?

‐ No!

[laughs awkwardly] What?

[sighs]

Sorry.

‐ What's going on with you?

‐ [sighs]

‐ Is it Maya?

ANNA: No, it's not Maya.

It's you and Dad.

It's you and Dad.

And nothing matters.

‐ I'm so sorry.

You can always talk to me or...

Spirit or...

whatever, if you feel overwhelmed.

‐ Mm‐hmm.

Thanks.

Mm... ‐ But you don't need to drink.

‐ Everything is spinning.

Ugh.

Will you lay down with me, Mom?

[whimpers]

[groans]

[breathing heavily]

Hold my hand.

‐ You haven't wanted me to hold your hand

since you were eight.

[gentle music]

♪ ♪

‐ [whispering] Thank you.

‐ [whispering] I love you.

‐ I love you too.

♪ ♪

‐ Mom. YUKI: Hm?

What is this?

MAYA: It's a necklace.

YUKI: Mm.

‐ I'm sorry I made Dad buy it for me.

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You can keep it, okay?

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BECCA: [singing Hebrew prayer]

[riffing]

[congregation responds]