All language subtitles for Girls.S06E06.BDRip.x264-DEMAND

How do you feel about me
dressing the salad?

I feel good if you think you can
do it without overdressing it.

I'll probably just, you know, stick with this.

Perfect.

Um, so I know that this dinner is because
you have some "big news" to tell me,

and I don't wanna top your news,

but, um... Ray broke up with me.

- Can you believe that?
- Kind of, yeah.

I mean, you're, like,
a horrible cunt to him, so.

I'm sorry, Marnie.
It's just this man-drama cycle is so endless.

I can't keep up anymore.

Ray was supposed to break the cycle.

And besides, he was just supposed to be
grateful that I even wanted to talk to him.

Anyway, I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to top your news.

So, what do you got?

Well, um...

- I'm pregnant.
- That's very funny.

Not a joke, just what's going on in my uterus.

Holy fucking shit.

Hannah, how did this happen?

How does anything happen?
I went to the Hamptons.

Yeah, and you decided just
to not use any birth control whatsoever?

I told him to pull out,
but you know I tend to swallow my Ps,

so maybe he thought I said,
"All out." I don't know.

Are you fucking kidding me?

Hannah, the pull-out method does not work.

I literally know hundreds of pull-out babies.

You do not know 100 babies.

Hannah, what are you going to do?

Well, that's the news. I'm gonna keep it.

- No, you're not.
- Yes, I am.

Stop fucking with me.
You're not gonna have a baby.

I'm gonna have a baby.

I'm into it.

- Really?
- Yeah.

- Are you serious?
- Yeah.

You're old enough, so, yeah.

And, you know,
on the spectrum of human beings,

you basically have your shit together.

Plus, wouldn't it be kind of great
just to have somebody else to consider?

I can't believe how supportive you're being.
This is a shock.

It kind of makes me want to do it less.

Oh, my God! This is wild.

Okay, I have a million questions.

Do you know if it's a boy or a girl?

No, it's, like, way too early for that,

but if it's not a girl
or, like, the gayest boy in the entire world,

obviously I'm gonna flip the fuck out.

Oh, the father.

Like, is he gonna be involved?
Is he gonna help?

- I'm not telling him.
- He doesn't know?

No. I mean, I don't want him to be
a part of the kid's life,

so why would I tell him?

Because he's the father,
and he deserves to know.

That's a pretty patriarchal,
old-fashioned attitude to have.

You are obviously
going to tell him eventually.

But even if you weren't planning on it,
your baby is gonna grow up to wonder,

like, "Where is my father,
and why did he leave us?"

Yeah, and I can worry about that
when she can talk,

when she's, like, seven.

And until then,
I don't want to have to trouble him.

He has enough stress
with, like, his, you know,

waterskiing issues and his girlfriend.

So, he's a water-skier with a girlfriend?

It's my body, okay, and it's my baby,

and I have made the choice
that I am not going to tell him.

Okay, I take back what I said about
you having your shit together

because this is fucking insane.

I knew that
you were gonna try to be controlling

and control the entire way
that I brought my child into this world.

And I probably shouldn't have
even told you until I was in labor.

Oh, my God, this is first trimester hormones,
isn't it?

No!

Okay, so, I thought we would start with
Well, Oh Wonderful.

And then I think it would be cool
to go into Song for Marcus Garvey.

Then I was thinking we'd do
The Boys at Home.

I ain't singing no war stories tonight. Uh-uh.

Okay, what about Coco Kelly Shelly?

What the fuck did you just do?
That's a rental!

You know what?

I can't do this right now.

I'm feeling really overworked. Sorry.

We haven't done a show in two weeks,
and you don't have any other job.

- What are you working on?
- Yeah. You know what?

I've been thinking about
this show for two weeks, okay?

And it's left me totally fucking drained.
I got nothing.

Oh, Jesus Christ, just get through tonight
and tomorrow night for Sharva's birthday,

and then you can go
on a well-earned vacation.

- Excuse me. Time-out, Marnie.
- You can go on a fucking cruise.

Excuse me. What's tomorrow?

My mom's friend's birthday in New Jersey.
We've gone over this.

- Is that a joke?
- Nope.

Fuck! Marnie, I told you,
no more bullshit gigs.

- Oh, Jesus.
- No more bullshit gigs!

I'm tired of being exploited.

"Exploited"?

Rehab let me know that you exploit me.

No, no, no. I see what you're doing.

Do not change the fucking subject.

You're not getting out of this.

This show means way too much to my mom.

And her friendship with Sharva
is pretty much all she's got left.

And by the way, not that you give a shit,

but we are being paid handsomely for this,
and we need the money.

Oh! "Money." Money!

Yes, the fucking money!

Oh, the money!

Oh! Fuck money!

Do you honestly think
that I'm, like, dying to perform

at some shitty club in New Jersey
called La Vue?

I couldn't possibly imagine
what you do or do not want to do.

You used to be a dream come true.

This whole job used to be a dream come true.

Now it is a bad dream come true.

I cannot believe that this is my fucking life!

Where the fuck are you going?

Taking five.

Then I'm gonna maybe
kill myself or something.

I'm not sure.

What are you doing today?

Oh, I'm just interviewing
this controversial app creator for Esquire,

and then I have dinner
with my dad and Keith.

Oh.

Um, my friend Carlos is having
a hot-dog taco party.

It's not hot dogs and tacos,

rather, he makes the tacos out of hot dogs.

I thought I would go by
before my shift at Bendel's.

Do you want to come?

I can't. I'm on deadline for this thing.

Totally. Cool. Um, I just thought
you would really

like those taco dogs.

For the record, I don't think
you're going to be a terrible mother.

You're maybe not gonna be the best,

but you're certainly not gonna be the worst.

I mean, Candy Spelling is still alive, so.

I wasn't trying to say
that I was gonna, like, win any prizes.

I'm just not gonna, like, call my kid fat

or let a teacher massage them or whatever.

Yeah, better than either of our parents did.

Plus, everybody I know
with great parents is boring as shit.

You're right.

Like, remember that guy Steve
I dated freshman year?

He loved his parents so much
he couldn't even get an erection.

Yeah, see? People with great parents,
they name their kid Steve.

Anyway, I just...

I feel badly for what I said.

And I guess if I'm being honest,

I just... I really liked it

when we both didn't
have anything going on in our lives.

What you said really scared me.

You made me feel
like this baby was gonna end our friendship.

I don't want our friendship to end.

I need you in my life.
I need you in my child's life.

I want to be in your child's life.

I just don't think I'm gonna
be a very good influence.

Neither am I, obviously.

But our kid's gonna have great skin
and be the right kind of slutty.

- "Our kid."
- Mmm-hmm.

- Love you.
- I love you.

To be clear,
I'm not offering to pay for anything.

- Nothing? Mmm...
- No.

Adam will not stop calling me.

- Gross.
- What do you want?

Did you watch it?

No, dude, and I can't.

I don't have time. I'm late for work.

I love you.

Well, I think you should watch it.

Adam, I don't want to watch it, okay?

Great, you're stalking me now?

That's very three years ago. I appreciate it.

I need you to watch the movie, Hannah.

- Why?
- Because it's a movie I made about us.

Uh, for us. And for the world,

but mostly for us.

Great, so you expect me
to believe you made anything for me?

- That is very rich.
- Why are you avoiding it so hard?

It's not a big commitment.
It's just under 47 minutes.

I'm avoiding it
'cause I'd literally rather do anything else.

Like, I would prefer to eat my own arm.

But maybe your resistance is telling you
that you actually need to be watching it.

It's really not.

This is like when everyone was telling me
I had to watch The Wire.

I didn't want to watch The Wire.

I don't care about that show.

Why are you pushing me?

Because I need you... Okay.

'Cause I need you to tell me if it's real.

I made a movie about
what we went through, okay?

And I need you to tell me if I got it right.

That my memories are your memories.

You know, did I lie about anything?

I want to know we felt the same things.

I guarantee you, we did not.

Please!
I need you to watch it so I can move on

and do my film festival submissions.

Submit! Submit away, Adam.

Go to Cannes, I don't care.

But I think when you watch it,
you'll be liberated

from what I can say were, for me,
some very painful memories.

Great, our relationship amounted
to very painful memories for you.

- Such soothing information.
- Not the relationship.

The dissolution of a relationship.

Don't you want to stop carrying around
all the baggage of our failures?

I think my film can grant you that.
I know it can.

- It can help you move on.
- I have moved on.

You know you haven't!

Look at yourself!
Look how angry you're getting.

I'm not angry! I have moved on.

Well, I don't believe you.

Well, I'm pregnant.

What?

Yeah, Adam. I'm two months pregnant.

No, you're not.

Yes, I am.

Who's the... Who's the father? Is it...

Is it Jan's?

No, it's not Fran's.

Okay, it's not important who it is.

I don't know if I want him
to be part of the kid's life.

I might not even tell him.

You can't do that.

Well, I'm doing it.

Wait, Hannah.

Hannah, will you talk to me, please?

No!

Just for one second!

Fuck.

Yeah, I cannot believe that
you got to rent out La Vue on a Friday night.

Like, that must have cost you a fortune.

Well, let's just say
the owner owed me a favor for fucking him.

- Ah, nice.
- Good Lord.

Oh, Marnie, don't be such a prude.

Yo. We sound-checking or what?

Yeah, I'm just, um, waiting on my partner still.

I gotta split.
I gotta pick my girl up from the hospital.

Why don't you just get her an Uber?

- He's not here in five minutes, I bounce.
- Wow.

For very real.

- All right, dude.
- I'll talk to him.

Yeah, I'll talk to him, too. Ah...

Mom, that is gross.

Well...

You are basically an hour late.

Marn, you're lucky I came at all.

Oh, yes, I'm so grateful

that you showed up
to your motherfucking job.

This isn't my job.

I did not sign up for all of this.

Well, you signed a contract
with a record label

and then you opted to do a tristate tour,

so I don't really know what
you thought you were signing up for.

Integrity, Marnie.

Desi?

Desi.

What the fuck is wrong with you?

I can't believe
I'm in fucking New Jersey right now.

Did you get any sleep last night?

Ah... What am I doing?

Oh, my God. Okay.

If you actually care about being a musician,

I feel like
you need to start showing up places,

doing this shit...

I'm not a musician, Bella.

You're not?

I never have been.

I was just acting like one.

And before that,
I was just acting like being an actor.

And before that, I was just acting like
being a big game photographer.

I'm always acting like I'm something,

but now I'm, like...

Done.

What happened to you?

So gorgeous.

You've gotta get down here
and see his biceps.

It's unbelievable.

What's wrong with you?

- Let's do this.
- Let me call you back.

- No, no, no. What's...
- Hey...

What is your problem?

Oh.

He is really high.

Are you fucking high?

Holy fucking Christ.

Marnie, you should really
know what a high person looks like by now.

Oh, God. I can't believe you married that jerk.

Oh, my God, Mom.

I married that jerk
because of the way you raised me.

Uh, what are you talking about?

Everything you ever did was for a man.

You realize you basically
pushed me to get married, right?

Because the only thing that ever mattered
in our fucking household was male approval.

And now I find myself
on the wrong side of my 20s,

- without a steady job or a relationship.
- Oh. Oh.

And Hannah is having a baby,
and I will need to be there for her.

And you two
are preventing me from becoming

the godmother that I need to be.

Hannah's having a baby?

Yeah.

That's a mistake.

I just kind of think it's, like,
a lose-lose, okay?

If I tell him and he doesn't want
to be part of the child's life,

he's just gonna feel
this, like, undue burden of having a child.

And if I tell him and he does,
then what am I gonna do?

'Cause I don't wanna sound,
like, classist or whatever,

but I'm not raising my child half the year
on an all-inclusive resort.

I'm just gonna,
like, treat him like a sperm donor, okay?

And sperm donors traditionally are not told.

Yeah, that's a good point.

Well, you know,
as someone who was a sperm donor,

I can tell you I certainly did
want to be a part of that child's life.

Do you have a kid, Keith?

Sadly, no.

You know, my lesbian friends,
Aminy and Roni...

You met them, Tad, the pot-roast people.

- Pot roast.
- Uh...

They wanted to use my sperm,
but it didn't work out.

Anyway, after they started trying,

they told me they didn't want to tell the child
that I was the father,

and it was extremely upsetting.

I mean, that person
would have been a part of my life.

But, honey, this story is different.

The man Hannah lay with

wasn't having sex
with the intent to make a child.

Nothing about his life
projects the idea that he wants a child.

Well, it still doesn't change the fact

that the child will be his.

Hannah's already decided. It's her body.

And I think we all need to do exactly
what we feel is right for us.

I clearly learned that lesson the hard way.

Oh, well, come on,
you can't equate what Hannah's doing

with your lifetime denial of being a gay man.

They both involve personal freedom!

You guys don't have
to get worked up about...

Well, look at it this way.

As a mother, Hannah has to decide
what's best for the baby.

And not telling the father
is what she's decided is best.

Are you going to tell every mother
how to raise their child?

I just don't think she has enough information
to make a fair decision.

She doesn't know who this guy is,

what he wants.

I mean, I have a pretty good sense
of who he is.

He wears, like, a puka shell necklace

and his days off are Thursday and Tuesday.

Your mother tells me you're the next
Jennifer Lopez minus the acting chops.

Yeah, that's exactly
how I want people to describe me.

I was in a ska band when I was your age.

Mmm.

- It was the time of my life.
- So fun.

- And then guess what.
- What?

It got even better.

Anyway, for me,
like, being in a band is mostly stressful

because, like, it's my only livelihood.

Totally. I remember when we were
touring with the Fugees,

I was so messed up I got on the wrong bus

and had to hitchhike through Hungary.

- Wait...
- It can get stressful for sure.

You toured with the Fugees?

- Just for a year.
- Yeah, she dated Pras.

Sounds like you got a lot further than I have.

Well, if you're half
as good as your mother says,

you'll get there.

I'm excited to hear your sound.

Oh, yeah. I was bummed it can't be tonight,
but maybe some other time.

We have some other gigs,

maybe, soon.

- What?
- Oh, you haven't heard.

My musical counterpart

overdosed on some kind of,
like, heavy narcotic.

I don't know.
Anyway, I can't really do it without him.

She's kidding.
You know, like, rock 'n' roll humor.

Ahh.

- No, I'm not.
- Um... So, listen, why don't I help you set up?

I think it's about time to... Yeah, let's go.

- You're not wearing a watch.
- Well, I know what time it is.

Listen to me.

I convinced Sharva
to book you over JC Chasez!

So you have to perform.

No, Mom, I'm sorry. There's nothing I can do.

Desi's completely incapacitated.

- I'm bummed out, too.
- Um...

Holy shit! I can do this!

- What?
- I know enough of your chords.

I've memorized all the lyrics,
so I can back you up, Marnie!

Fuck, no.

Oh, no, fuck, yes!

Why the fuck do we stay open till 10:00 p.m.?

Anyone who's buying
leather gloves after 6:00

is clearly a goddamn murderer.

I know.
And I have an audition at 9:00 in the morning.

Actually, since we're stuck here,
would you run lines with me?

Just once through to make sure I know it.

Fine.

You're Dustin because I'm Lavinia, obviously.

Okay.

Oh, dark.

- Okay.
- So, you walk in shell-shocked.

And go.

Lavinia?

Lavinia, are you home?

Dinner's almost ready.

Dustin?

Is something wrong?

It was so dark, I didn't...

I didn't see her.
She just... She came out of nowhere.

Dustin, what's going on?

There was a little girl...

Well, what? Tell me what happened!
What did you do?

I hit her.

I turned the corner and...
And she was just there.

I don't know.

Well, is she all right?

I panicked.

I was so... I was so close.
I was so close to home.

I couldn't focus, so I just came here.

You ran? You hit a little girl and ran?

I couldn't stay! I stopped by a bar.

After work.

I had one drink, but maybe...

Maybe it was strong? I don't...

Well, is she dead?

- Did I get that line right?
- Yeah.

Dustin, did you kill her?

I don't know!

Well, what were you doing at a bar?

I was there to meet a woman.

What?

My whole life...

My whole life is...

Is gone.

I had one bad moment and...

Now it's gone.

Jesus, man, you're fucking good.

Oh, thanks.

Hey, when you do the "And what?"

Do it here...

But don't do it here.

- Do you know what I mean? Like...
- Um...

Like, just say it, but don't say it.

Hello?

It's me.

Fuck.

You're pregnant?

Yeah, and I also have
a lot of work to do, so I can't really...

Can I come in?

Fine.

I'm hurt.

It's just really fucking sad
to hear it from Adam.

Well, if it makes you feel any better,
I really didn't want to tell him.

He was just following me down my block.

Why didn't you call me?

Do I really have to answer
that question for you, Jessa?

All right, Hannah.

Listen.

Regardless of everything that happened,

you are still my dear friend.

I can try and forget about you,

it just doesn't work.

Will you please be quiet?

I mean, come on. Your "dear friend"?

We haven't acted like friends in a long time.
In fact, maybe not ever.

I don't think we ever acted like real friends.

Seriously, Hannah?

You can't just detach yourself
from a relationship.

Unless you're some kind of psychopath.

Well, maybe you're a psychopath
for just coming over here, you know?

And how are you gonna be a therapist

if you can't even figure out
what's going on in your own life,

which is that I clearly didn't tell you
for a reason,

which is, I don't care what you think.

And I don't care about your feelings

'cause I don't really care
about you anymore, Jessa.

Okay. All right, so...

How's this gonna work, then?
What's the plan?

So I'm just gonna leave here

and then you and I
are gonna figure out some way

that we don't ever see each other again.

That's the plan, huh?

So, bye.

Bye.

And for the record...

I am a sociopath,

but you are a fucking psychopath.

And it's so much worse.

Everything that we did together happened,
whether you want to believe it or not.

Whether you want to remember it or not.

And I am here, and I know you.

You can't just erase people.

You can't just erase me.
That's not how it works.

I don't care anymore.

Rest in peace.

Can you cut it?

What the F, Bruce?

Um...

Check, check. Check on the one.

Tsk. Tsk. Tsk.

Okay.

We are the Michaels Sisters!

And, um, we are gonna do a little set gig
for one of my very best friends,

Sharva Pontemucci.

I did not know what a good time was
until you came into my life.

I just wanna say that I am

so happy to be a part of your

party rock crew.

So, everyone, let's wish the sassy Sharva

the happiest of babely birthdays!

Okay, here we go. On my count.

Smile.

One, two, three, song.

I don't wanna dream
if dreaming is without you

I don't wanna run
unless I'm running towards you

Every single thing I do
is all about you

Every thought I have
I'm thinking what you might do

I can't pretend that I'm fine

Without you anymore
'Cause...

Mom.

Adi�s, Marn.

I mean,

even if you're amazing at something,

that doesn't necessarily mean
that you should do it, right?

And if I'm saying that
I'm a Broadway-caliber actor,

shouldn't I only be auditioning for things
that would take place on Broadway?

I mean, the only reason I would actually do it

is because it would be,
like, a favor to Padgett,

because Padgett was like,
"Oh, Elijah, you reinvented the form.

"I can't imagine this part
being even played by anyone else.

"I feel like
you're the only one who could do it.

"It's probably not even gonna happen
if you don't say yes."

So, I was like, "Jesus, Padgett, calm down."

Like, yes, I'll maybe think about it,

but I just don't know if it's the best use
of my time right now.

And, plus,
I'm a little on the fence with her commitment...

But it's veggie patty night.

Who are we if we don't stick
to our commitments?

Poseidon Caribbean Paradise.
How can I direct your call?

Yeah, um, I'm looking for, uh, Paul-Louis.

I believe he's the head
of the waterskiing, uh, department.

Oh, I'm sorry. I'm remote. I'm just an operator.

You know what? I'm just gonna try you back.
Don't even... Just forget it.

Fuck! Your pussy's too tight.

Oh, you have to fix it.
You have to fix it with your cock.

Great, it's a porno.

Jesus.

You make me feel so good.

I think you make me feel too good.

You say that like it's a bad thing.

Yeah, well, maybe it is.

Why?

'Cause I break things, Mira.

That's what I do.

It's why I avoided you for so long,
'cause I didn't wanna break you.

But this, now?

So perfect it scares me a little.

The only time
I've ever felt perfect is when I'm with you,

and you're telling me I'm perfect.

- I wish we could stay right here forever.
- Mmm.

That's a nice idea.

But I don't wanna get a UTI.

So, I'll be heading to the bathroom now.

Bed's getting cold.

I'm calling the police.

What? Why?

Look at you.

You have no self-control,
eating right from the bin.

It was one almond.

I am sick and fucking tired

of everyone acting
like unrefined sugar isn't sugar.

It's the exact same fucking thing.

You a writer?

Uh... Sort of. I'm trying to be.

Ow.

Good.

What?

If it hurts, you'll always remember.

Okay.