In Treatment s02e31 Episode Script

Mia - Week Seven

Hello, Mia.
So how have you been? Quiet.
I hadn't heard from you.
Did you get my message? Yes.
Thanks for your call.
- And how are you feeling? - How do I look? That's a lawyer technique, right answer a question with a question? Well, I thought I'd hit bottom at the end of the last session, but it went downhill from there.
I did figure something out, though.
I'm stopping therapy.
I appreciate what you've done.
I know I'm a tough case.
But if every time you go to the doctor, you end up feeling worse, then it's time to move on.
And I could have called, but I wanted to come in and say goodbye and wrap things up.
I understand.
You're not going to try to convince me to stay? Is that what you'd like me to do? I just assumed you'd be all over me "therapy this, therapy that.
" You want me to hard-sell you like a guy selling you a vegetable peeler on the street? Jeez, Paul, don't I get to be the angry one here? You mad because I want to leave or has something happened? You look like you want to take your ball and go home.
Maybe you're right.
If therapy hasn't helped, the last thing I want to do is keep you here, make you feel worse.
That's what happened after the last session.
I felt like shit.
And I went home and I called my dad, thinking that I should get to the bottom of everything.
He came over and I started asking questions about my childhood, all the things we'd talked about.
He turned it on me why was I creating problems, bringing up ancient history? Maybe he felt threatened.
Especially when I asked him if it was his idea to sell the piano.
He lost it I shouldn't blame him; I should be grateful; I wouldn't be alive without him; that I was impossible from the day I was born, and maybe that's why my mother went nuts.
So it was all your fault.
Yeah and he went on it's no surprise that I can't find a man; who would want a woman like me? And then he walked out, saying that he didn't want to talk to me again.
So therapy isn't the only reason you had a bad week.
I never would have confronted him if I hadn't been talking to you.
So thanks to all of this, I have lost my father.
You haven't lost your father.
He's still in your life, but you did lose the father that you thought you had.
He didn't refute your mother's version of events.
He just chose not to answer.
And that confirms a lot of the things that we've been talking about in here.
Okay, Paul, I get it.
I didn't have the perfect dad.
You're right and I'm wrong.
Is that what you want? So put that in today's session notes, which I hope you keep now "successfully shattered patient m's "romanticized image of her narcissistic father.
" Actually what I would write is "Mia, born to a depressed mother, "idealizes her father so as not to feel completely alone.
"And this week, after finally confronting him, "she can see her dad for who he really is.
" It is shattering, but if you can now move beyond that connection to your father it may open the possibility of finding love elsewhere.
You mean, if I stay in therapy.
That's one way.
It's certainly not the only way.
Good, because I really am done.
In fact, maybe I should get going.
You can, of course.
But since you're here, maybe we can at least work on closure.
I know you were unhappy about the last time that we ended therapy.
I'd like to do a better job this time.
How long does that take? Well, that's up to you.
If this is your last session, we'll use the time that's left.
And I'll be honest, you be honest.
How's that? Okay, last session.
What do we do? You haven't told me what happened after your father left.
That's how we do closure? Couldn't we just burn some sage or something? I enjoy your humor a lot, Mia.
But sometimes I feel it's a way of It's a way of hiding.
After dad left, I pretty much stayed home all week in bed.
And I know that sounds bad, but I'm here now, so I got through it.
Did you get out of bed at all? Bathroom trips, kitchen trips.
I answered the door for deliveries.
Did you talk to anybody? My trusty assistant Henry, who threatened to come over and cook for me.
- You didn't want to call me? - What would I have said "I'm under the covers 'cause I'm afraid of the living room"? If that's how you felt, then yes.
Have you been feeling a little hopeless? I'm not suicidal, Paul, don't worry.
I am pretty tough.
Does being tough mean you have to suffer through things like this alone? I just felt like the bed was safe and the living room was scary.
So you took to bed like your mother did.
She had post-partum.
What's my excuse post-non-partum? I wouldn't belittle what you've been through, Mia.
You wanted a child.
You thought you were having one.
That's a painful loss.
And on top of that, when you were vulnerable and need your father the most, he wasn't there for you, maybe the same way he wasn't there for your mother when she couldn't get out of bed.
This is exactly why I'm done with therapy.
Every time we talk, I feel like I need to see a therapist just to get through the day.
Okay, I hear you.
- No more dad.
No more mom.
- Is this how closure works? You remind me of my miserable family life, and then my love life, and then what? Global warming? So what would you like to talk about? I was thinking about getting a parrot as a pet, instead of a boyfriend or a therapist.
I could name it paul and I could teach it to say things like, "what would you like to talk about?" Or "is it me or is it your father?" But then I found out that parrots live for about 80 years.
And I don't think I could stand anybody for that long.
So you want to go, but you also want to keep me around, or at least you want to keep my voice.
Look, paul, I like you I like you as a person.
I mean, that's pretty obvious.
If we were friends, that would be great.
But we're not.
And I don't imagine you're going to become my friend.
That's against the rules.
Unless, of course, my name were laura.
- You're still angry about that.
- Maybe I'm just an angry person and I should just accept myself for who I am.
- No, you're specifically angry at me.
- No, I said I like you.
And you want me as a friend but not as a therapist.
You want what I can't give you.
What else is new? Maybe the question isn't why you're leaving, mia, but why you came back in the first place.
You clearly knew that I was being sued for malpractice.
And you believed that I had failed you 20 years ago.
Think about it.
What kind of choice was that? It wasn't a really good one.
Or maybe it was perfect, if you were trying to choose a therapist in the same way that you choose the men in your life look for someone who's likely to let you down, do everything you can to drive him away, and when he fails you, which he must inevitably, then you get to rage against him.
Nicely done.
You've even doubled back to dad, without having to mention him.
Look, mia, of course you're free to leave therapy, but my guess is, until you untangle those crossed wires, the next man, and the one after that, and the one after that they're going to disappoint you too.
That's my lifelong pattern because I've been too attached to bad dad? Why didn't you tell me this 20 years ago? - I mean, what the fuck? - Are you saying it's my fault? Maybe I would have had a decent life if I had known that.
It's a little late now.
Would you have even heard me if I'd said it that back then? So you waited? And while you waited, I hit perimenopause? Great.
- You're doing it again, mia.
- What? Blaming me for not giving you what you need when you needed it.
Now I get it closure is you telling me that it's all my fault and that I set you up.
That way we can both have what we want- I can be mad at you, and you can be done with me.
Here's where you tell me how relieved I'll be when you walk out the door.
And then you're going to say that you're like a knife in my neck, that it'll feel good when you're gone.
That how it goes, isn't it? See, this is your specialty, ia.
And if you want to keep repeating that pattern, that's fine.
Go ahead.
But if you want to make a change in your life, I suggest that you stay in therapy.
And it doesn't even need to be with me.
Can we talk about your patterns? My patterns? Like what? How you like to have a woman on the couch who thinks she's in love with you, how you get off on that.
Get off on it? I've seen how you look at me.
You hold up that neutral face pretty well, but I see when it slips and you're looking at my neck or my legs or my breasts and you're wondering what it would be like.
Come on, paul, you said you'd be honest.
How about you drop the act? You know you'd rather have me as a patient ten some hedge fund guy whose bonus has been reduced.
Don't tell me you haven't had fantasies about us.
Crazy chicks are hot in bed, right? What's the matter? Am I making you uncomfortable? Why don't we just go in the bedroom right now and fuck? Or how about on the kitchen counter? I bet you never did that with laura.
So there's nothing to be learned from therapy, so let's just go fuck? Is that it? At least we'd get some relief from our miserable lives.
So that's your version of closure? It would make us feel better, instead of pretending that this talking nonsense actually helps.
What would it be like if you broke all the rules for me? You mean if I said yes? So you want to? What if I do? What would happen? What are you saying? Would you finally feel special enough? Would it fix everything, to win like that? Or would you just blame me for crossing the line? You're a lawyer, for chrissake.
You know what it would mean.
Then I would be truly guilty of malpractice.
You've probably represented doctors like that.
Hell of a way to get out of therapy, I have to say - turn me into one of your clients.
- That's not what I'm doing.
Isn't it? Then I would need you.
You would be in control.
And that would be much more comfortable for you, to have me back in your office.
Maybe maybe that's why you really do it.
What? - Your job.
- You're changing the topic.
Are you getting scared? I'm trying to help you.
That's my job.
What's yours, mia? What do you do at work every day? You know as well as anyone what I do.
How is your case going? I wasn't in last week.
Don't you have a hearing coming up? So they tell me.
But you're right, you weren't in last week.
If you had gone in, what cases would you have been working on? No trials.
I was supposed to meet a new client a pediatrician who misdiagnosed some nine-year-old kid, almost killed him.
No wonder you stayed in bed.
I don't judge my clients, paul.
I protect them.
And how many of your clients are powerful men who fail to protect the vulnerable and the innocent? They're being sued, paul, just like you.
That doesn't mean they're guilty.
And how long have you been doing that? How often do you call in sick? Since I got there? Five days, four.
In 17 years? And vacations? You don't lose the weeks if you don't take them.
I see.
But last week, after confronting your father, you didn't go in.
According to you, I was depressed.
I think you were.
But I don't think it's a coincidence that suddenly you didn't want to defend somebody whose negligence had harmed a child.
Look, I'm not saying they're all guilty, but every time you stand in that courtroom to defend a client, I think you're actually defending your father to everybody, especially yourself.
Shit.
How long have you known that one? Does it make sense to you? I never made the connexion and now I'm stuck with it.
I felt like I had nothing before.
Now I have less than nothing.
I know it feels scary but maybe that's a good thing.
It's a good thing that I have nothing? Thank you.
Thank you.
You've helped me to realize that I've made poor choice after poor choice my whole life.
But you also have to realize, Mia, that you're at a critical juncture in your life, that now you do have the self-knowledge to make different, better choices.
Don't give me any of this Pollyanna shit.
And sometimes when you're on the verge of real change, that's when you fight the hardest.
When you first came back I tried to ask you about your connection to your father and you shut me down.
You didn't want to know anything about it.
This past week you confronted him.
Yeah, look how well that worked out.
I'm not saying it was easy.
But maybe it's worth it.
To finally take off the blinders, even if you don't like what you see.
Because what is the alternative? Put them back on again and wander around in the darkness? Did you have to take them off? I didn't do it.
You did.
What are you thinking? Nothing.
What am I going to do with the rest of my life? I want the same things I wanted when I came here two months ago a man, a home, a family.
I'm no closer to getting them.
Do you really think that getting married is going to make it all better? Do you have any idea of how many married people, how many parents feel as empty as you do? Let me ask you when was the last time you felt real happiness? A couple weeks ago when I thought that I was pregnant.
And what about that made you feel good? That it wasn't just me, that my life had meaning, that there would be this other person, always.
Have you ever considered that maybe it's not about a child, Mia, or a husband? Maybe that's just a picture in your head from your family, from your friends, from the culture.
Not everyone needs that to live a full and contented life.
Maybe what you really want, Mia, is to feel connected, authentically connected to somebody or something else.
And we both know that I can't have that.
- Why not? - An authentic connection? Me? - I've never had that.
I'm incapable.
- Are you sure? What about in here? Are you kidding me? I'm a mess in here.
I attack you.
I've dumped on you.
I've tried to seduce you.
- I've been a train wreck.
- Okay, at times you have acted out.
But if you hadn't, how could we examine it? It's been your way of communicating to both of us what you need.
You've also been honest, caring.
You've made yourself vulnerable.
You've shown me who you really are.
And you haven't walked away.
Yet.
We both know that you really want to change.
That's the real reason you keep coming back.
Yes, of course you want intimacy in your life.
And I know I know that you're capable of that.
- Because we've had it.
- When? Name one time.
Now.
Right now.
Our time is up, right? Thank you, Paul.
It was a good session.
Goodbye, Mia.
So I guess I'll see you next week.
I'll be here.