All language subtitles for Lipstick.1976.1080p.BluRay.x265-RARBG

- [Man] Slow.

Easy.

Now.

That's it.

Oh, boy.

We're gonna make it.

So beautiful.

So beautiful!

Wow!

- [Francesco] Sean, pick up the music.

- [Man] A little easier with your love.

(Camera shutter clicking)
Softer.

(Camera shutter clicking)
It's beautiful like that.

(Camera shutter clicking)
It's great like that,

(camera shutter clicking)
Really good.

Let me have another back.

How's the hair, Sean?

It's good.

Just pull it a little bit in the bed.

That's it, that's it, good.

- The veil is much too low.

- Wait, wait, wait just a minute.

Wait a minute,

let me just...

- Francesco, it's interfering
with the lipstick.

- All right, we know it's the lipstick.

- Yes.

- Very good.
- Up a little bit.

That's it, baby.

Look right at me.

Beautiful, very mysterious.

- Turn a bit to the right.

A bit to the right, yes.

There you go.

A bit to the right.

Over, yeah.

The veil is much too low.

- [Francesco] Wait, wait,
wait, just a minute.

Wait a minute, let me just...

- Francesco, it's interfering
with the lipstick.

- [Francesco] No, no,
honey, you're interfering.

- [Woman] Yes, look to the right, darling.

- Wait, Chrissy, just pay
attention to me, Chrissy.

Just listen to me.

Here, let me take this picture, no?

(Shutter clicking)

- Beautiful.
- Beautiful, beautiful.

- Great.
- Yeah.

- [Francesco] Ah, very
mysterious like that.

- [Woman] I still think it's too low.

- I want her all to myself.
- It's very distracting.

- Will you give me?

You want the camera?

Do you want to take this picture?

- [Woman] No, darling, no.

No, you are the artist.

Let's keep going.

- All right, well, well, will you be quiet

and let me get one frame?

- [Woman] Yes.

- Just let me get one picture I like.

- [Woman] Yes, darling.

- Without your bickering there?

Now, come on, give me a break.

All right. Forget everything.

(Francesco talking indistinctly )

Ooh, fabulous.

Oh, bravo, bravo. You look sensational.

Fabulous, Chrissy. Beautiful.

Oh, Chrissy, you look great.

Great like that.

Oh, let's get this mermaid on film!

Like, wow, wow.

Give me a camera.

(Francesco giving
instructions indistinctly)

(Upbeat music)

Beautiful like that.

(Camera shutter clicking)
(Upbeat music continues)

- Hey, man, what happened? Is she dead?

- It's closed for the day.

Stay behind the line, fellows.

- [Bill] Focus. Now hold it.

Take a deep breath, don't let me see it.

Feel the seaweed.

- Wait a minute, bill, bill.

Are you uncomfortable?

- Steve, I was right in
the middle of a take.

- Bill, look, I just don't
think this is working.

I'm sorry, it really isn't.

I mean, what are you
trying to get at with this?

Hold that. It's great.

What's the matter?

- It doesn't work.

Are you trying to convince
somebody this is real?

(Arguing continuing)

- Hey, Chris, he's here, Mr. Stuart.

(Arguing continues)

- [Bill] I know we're selling lipstick,

but nobody else is gonna know that.

The idea is the woman...

(Arguing continues)

- Hi, Mr. Stuart!

- Whoo!

Why didn't you tell me I
had to be a mountain goat?

(Kathy giggles)

- [Bill] Wait for the wave, the next wave.

- They're still shooting.

- Yeah, they're running late.

- [Bill] All right, let her
out, let her out on the set.

- Sit down.

- That's fine, you're great, let's get,

we're getting it, we're getting it, wait.

(Steve speaking indistinctly)

- Maybe this isn't the right time, Kathy.

Maybe I just shouldn't
be here at all, huh?

- She'll be so disappointed.

- Who'll be disappointed?

- She really wants to hear it.

- You mean you want her to hear it.

- Uh, Kathy, will you
bring your sister's bag

from my car, please?

- The small pigskin.

He drives a small pigskin car?

(Kathy giggles)

- [Bill] That's fine, you're great.

That's it. We're getting it.

- Oh, look.

- Who's the, uh, masseur?

- [Kathy] Huh?

- With your sister?

- Oh, that's Steve.

He works for an advertising agency.

- Ah.

- [Kathy] They get very friendly.

(Mr. Stuart chuckles)

Hey, Chris, this is my
music teacher, Mr. Stuart.

Ooh.

Hi, how are you?

- Fine, thank you.

You know you're Kathy's
favorite man in the world,

don't you?

- Well, uh...

- You've gotta be a
wonderful music teacher.

- [Steve] Chris!

We're gonna be ready in a second.

- Uh, I'm sorry.

- No, no, no...
- Delays.

- It's okay, it's okay.

- No, it isn't. I should
have known better.

- No, it's interesting.

- What, waiting around?

- No. Watching.

- You're being awfully nice.

And I really do wanna hear your music.

But it doesn't look like
it's gonna be today.

Do you think possibly I could
come by the school tomorrow?

- Uh, yeah, sure, you can come by.

Uh, I won't be there.

I only teach on mondays,
wednesdays, and Fridays.

- [Steve] Chris!

Let's go, we're ready!

- Uh, well, look.

Why don't I make it easy for you.

Why don't I come by your place, all right?

- You're just every bit as
nice as Kathy said you were.

- What?

- [Bill] Wait for the wave, the next wave.

- Uh, what's the address?

- The towers.

- On sunset?

- Mm-hmm.

- Okay. I'll see you, kiddo.

All right?

- See you, Mr. Stuart.

Sorry you had to come
out here for nothing.

- Don't worry about it.

(Seagulls screeching)
(Waves crashing)

(Bus roaring)

(Pigeons cooing)

Come on, come on, come
on, come on, come on.

(High-pitched whirring)

(Pigeons cooing with
electronic embellishment )

(Gentle music)

(Water running) (Phone ringing)

- Hello?

Who is it?

Who?

- [Doorman] Uh, Mr. Stuart?

- Gordon, Gordon Stuart.

- [Doorman] Mr. Gordon Stuart.

- Um, okay, could you ask
him to come up, please?

- [Doorman] Yeah, you can go up.

It's apartment 16-b.

- Thank you very much.

(Doorbell rings)

- Come on in, Mr. Stuart.
- Hi.

- I'm sorry. I'm not quite ready.

- You apologize too much.

- Okay. No more apologies?

Come on in.

Would you like some tea or coffee?

- No, thank you.

- Maybe some beer.

I've got a terrific French beer.

- Yeah, beer would be fine.

- Uh, would you mind helping
yourself while I get dressed?

- Sure.

- Thanks. It's right there in the fridge.

- [Gordon] Shall I open one for you?

- [Chrissy] No, thanks.

- Kathy hasn't been bugging you, has she

about listening to my stuff?

- [Chrissy] No, no, not at all.

And I've gotta say, she's
really crazy about it.

- She's beautiful.

- I think so, too.

And I really wanna thank you

for being so great with her.

It's not just the music,

but it's the way you understand her.

I think she's got one of those classic

13 year old crushes on you.

- How do you know Gage?

- [Chrissy] Pardon?

- How do you know Sean Gage?

- Oh, I met him at some party.

An opening back in New York.

Come on, sit down.

- What were you doing,
playing "chopsticks" with him?

- You know what, I think we were.

He's got something to
do with classical music.

Modern classical music.

Well, what I mean is not pop.

- I teach the stuff.

I wrote to him once.

Wanted to send him something I'd done.

- What happened?

- Nothing happened.

I like to teach.

- I'm curious about what
kind of music you do.

Is it like Sean Gage?

Well, it is electronic.

But, I also add natural sounds.

And then I get variations by
utilizing modifying devices.

I also use synthesizers.

And now I'm into using lasers.

(Gordon chuckles)

Look, why don't I just play it for you now

and then if I have to
explain it later, okay?

- Sure.

(Dissonant electronic music)

(Phone ringing)

Excuse me.

(Electronic music continues)

Hello? Steve.

Where are you?

The airport?

Oh, really.

Hang on a second.

I'll only be a few minutes.

Could you hang up the phone
when I get to the other room?

- Sure.

- [Chrissy] Please? Thank you.

(Dissonant electronic music continues)

Got it. Thanks.

(Dissonant electronic music continues)

How long did you say
that meeting's gonna be?

I've got it.

Could you hang up the phone, please?

- [Steve] Hey, come on.

Your man's not even out of town

and you've got a party going.

- Of course we'll miss you.

(Dissonant electronic music continues )

You know I'm crazy about you.

Yeah.

Look, Steve, I know. I know.

Okay. Look, can I call you back?

Yeah. Okay.

Could you call me from Seattle?

Bye-bye.

- You forgot about today, didn't you?

- I did. I did.

I'm really sorry.

I know how you must feel.

- You don't know me.

How do you know how I feel?

You fuck priests, too?

- Get out of here!

(Chissy grunts )

What? What?

What are you doing?

(Chrissy grunts)

- What's so hot about you?

- Nothing.

- Your picture all over the place? Huh?

What have you got, heavy-duty friends.

- No!

- Give you whatever you want, huh?

- No!

- You fuck to get what you want?

(Chrissy screams)

Where is it?

- What?

- That new red shit.

Where is it?

- I don't know.

(Chrissy grunts)

- Huh?

Where is it?

Huh?

Where is it?

Where is it?

- I don't.

- Hmm?

Come on.

(Both struggling)

(Chrissy screaming)

Help!

Help!

(Chrissy crying)

(Glass shatters)

(Chrissy crying)

- Put it on. Put it on.

- Please don't hurt me.

- Oh, come on. Hold still.

Nice?

Take a look.

Open your eyes.

You like it?

You like it, Chrissy? Huh?

- Yes.
- Why?

- It nice.

- Huh? Because it makes you
look good enough to fuck.

Am I good enough to fuck?

- I never said...

- Oh, no, no.

(Chrissy sobs)

I want it on me.

I want it on me.

(Gordon screams)

Come on.

This is only the beginning.

(Chrissy groaning)

(Dissonant electronic music)

(Chrissy groaning)

- Oh, my god! You're killing me!

(Chrissy screaming)

Get off me!

God, help me!

(Dissonant electronic music continues)

- That's it. Yes.

(Chrissy screaming)

(Dissonant electronic music continues )

- Hey, sis, I'm home.

(Dissonant electronic music continues)

- What's the matter?

- Untie me.

- No.

- My sister was in here.

I heard her.

I heard her close the door.

- Wanna call her in?

Have some fun?

- Please, please, untie me.

- What'd she see?

You mean this is the first time

that Kathy ever walked in on you?

You know what she's
thinking now, don't you?

"My sister just made it
with my favorite teacher."

Catholic education, can't
do a damn thing about it.

It's on all their minds.

(Chrissy sighs)

Listen, Chris, don't do
this with anyone else.

- Kathy?

(Water running)

Kathy?

Kathy! Kathy!

- I was gonna take a shower.

- Kathy.

- I thought you were...

I thought...

(Both crying)

- [Police officer] Did he urinate on you?

- [Chrissy] Pardon?

- Urinate or defecate on you?

- [Chrissy] They do that?

- Some of them.

- No. He didn't.

- Did he sodomize you?

- [Chrissy] Yes.

- When he beat your head
against the bedposts,

did you lose consciousness?

- Almost.

Not really, but I almost did.

- Where else did he hurt
you, miss mccormick?

- I seem to be hurting all over.

- [Man] I'm supposed to
photograph any cuts or bruises.

Would you mind?

- I didn't exactly get cut.

But he knocked me around.

(Shutter clicks)

Can I please go get dressed?

- One more, please.

(Shutter clicks)

Thank you.

- [Police officer] Does
he live at the school?

- No. Some place in venice.

- [Police officer] What address?

- I don't know.

The school would know.

- [Kathy] 18 India Avenue.

- How do you know?

Have you been there?

- No. I looked it up.

I wanted to know where he lives.

- [Police officer] Where
will you stay tonight?

- Pardon?

- The hospital won't
take long. A few tests.

You may not wanna sleep here tonight.

- No, no, I think we'll probably stay

with our brother, Martin.

- I'll go along with you to the hospital.

Please don't bathe until
after the examination.

- Okay.

Go on, go get yourself a sweater.

- There's a little bar around the corner,

but then there's a health food store.

He's got a little gal in
there he yaks a lot with.

You might check that out.

If he shows up, I'll be in touch.

Good evening, Mr. Stuart.

- Hold it!

Are you Gordon Stuart?

(Truck horn blaring)
(Chrissy gasps)

- Chris, are you okay?

- I guess I'm not.

I'm just not used to driving Steve's car.

- Why didn't we take ours?

- He said just to take his.

(Chrissy vomiting)

(Chrissy coughing)

(Chrissy spitting)

- Chris?

Chris?

(Chrissy panting )

- What is it?

- It's not my fault, is it?

- No, no, don't be ridiculous.

- A little bit?

- No, don't even think that way.

- I should have done something.

Called the police.

In class, he seemed so nice,

even when somebody did
something really dumb.

- I hope he hasn't screwed up your head

like he screwed up mine.

Come on, let's go.

- [Kathy] What'll they
do when the find him?

- [Chrissy] Not enough.

- [Kathy] Chris, I'm sorry.

- Come on, let's just go.

(Engine starts)

(Gentle music)

Is Steve gonna meet us here?

- No, he can't get back
here till tomorrow morning.

Go find Martin.

I'll be along in a minute.

(Gentle music continues)

- [Martin] Kathy, you remember
sister Margaret, don't you?

- Yes.
- Hello, Chris.

- Hi.
- And, Kathy?

- Hello, sister.
- Martin.

- [Martin] Go with sister.

- [Sister] Kathy, we're
having buckwheat cakes

and raspberry syrup for breakfast.

- [Martin] Go, Kath.

- [Kathy] Thanks for
treating me like a child.

- [Chrissy] God, if I
could only say what I feel.

- [Martin] What do you feel?

- Anger. Goddamned anger.

How's that for news?

- [Martin] Good. Good news.

- [Chrissy] At everybody?

- Yeah, okay. And him?

- A lot more than anger.

- That's right, love.

Keep your head down, take a deep breath.

Breathe deeply, dear.

- My mother and father.

I've been thinking about them.

When they died.

I was at Mary Elizabeth's
house, my friend.

They were coming to pick me up.

They crashed. They got in a crash.

I felt. It was worse.

I mean, it was different.

But it was sort of like now.

The police, they asked
her such awful questions.

- No question about it?

- [Chrissy] No.

- This is the man that raped you?

- Yes.

- [Carla] What are you so
quiet for, miss mccormick?

- Nothing to shout about.

- Yeah, I know, but you sound uncertain,

and that worries me.

Are you sure this is
the guy that raped you?

- [Chrissy] I'm sure.

I told the police why he was there.

- Yeah, I know. You invited him.

- He's a teacher at Kathy's school.

- I have all that.
- (Intercom buzzes)

- [Woman on intercom]
- There's a gentleman here

to see miss mccormick.

- Who is it?

- [Woman on intercom]
- Steven Edison. Is that okay?

- It's okay.

- 0h, Chris.

- Mmm.

Was it raining in Seattle?

- Let me see.

- She lives alone, huh?

- With our kid sister.

- And that's it?

- Yeah.

- Have they got the guy?
- Yes.

- Please come in, father.

I'm Carla bondi.

- Where have you got the guy?

- Please, sit down.

Mr. Stuart is in jail,

but we can only keep
him there for 48 hours.

Then he's gotta be released,

unless we decide to prosecute.

And we won't decide to prosecute

unless you decide to testify.

Now, do you understand that?

- Well, you should.

You should, sure.

She'll press charges.

- Good.

- Do you think I should testify?

- Yes, of course I think
you should testify.

You've been raped.

Miss mccormick,

every human being has the
right of simple consent,

even women.

But I must tell you something.

If you plan to go ahead with this,

you better be prepared to
be abused again in court.

- What do you mean?

- I mean that his lawyer's
gonna try to terrify you,

degrade you, control you, humiliate you.

Why do you think there
are only 10,000 rapes

reported every year in California?

- [Martin] Only 10,000?

- Out of no less than 50,000 committed.

What is it, Mr. Edison?

Do you wanna ask me something?

- Well, yes, I do.

What chance is there the rapist
will actually go to prison?

- Two out of a hundred serve time.

- So, even if Chris goes through all that,

there's no guarantee?

- Never a guarantee.

- What's in this for you, Mrs. Bondi?

- What do you mean?

- Well, what I mean is

that I think there's a hell of a lot

you can get out of this.

We know there is.

I think you're ambitious, aren't you?

- Aren't you?

- [Steve] Yeah, but I'm not...

- Come on, Steve.

I thought you wanted me to press charges.

- I do. I did, but oh, look,
this is gonna get ugly.

- It was ugly.

- I know.

But taking him to court.

What's that gonna do for you?

- Aw, look, things have been going

so beautifully, haven't they?

I mean, you're the hottest
model in the country.

The agency's happy.

If you go ahead with this thing,

that's all gonna be wiped out.

And for what?

You're gonna win this case
and you're gonna feel worse.

- Excuse me.

You know, she doesn't win the case.

- The people of the state of California do

to protect them from a rapist.

Chris mccormick is a witness, that's all,

in the people's case
against Gordon Stuart.

If we have a case.

- Oh, what?

Mrs. Bondi, what do you
mean, "if we have a case"?

There's enough evidence, isn't there?

- Gordon Stuart is one of the people

of the state of California, too.

And we owe him his case.

And his case says, here's a pretty woman

who, let's say, comes on and on,

and then changes her mind.

- What?

- All right, she has a
right to change her mind,

but then she cries rape.

- I didn't encourage him.

I told him to get out.

- Yeah, but that can
sound like, "come on in."

You didn't throw him out.

- It was too late to call.

- When did it get to be too late?

When it began to feel good?

- [Chrissy] It never did!

- Gordon says you loved it.

- He's a liar. It was horrible.

- Let's go, Chris. Come on.

- He forced me down, and made
me smear lipstick all over.

- Aw, drop it, Chris.
- Isn't that what you do?

Peddle lipstick?

Isn't that what you do, too?

You hard sell her all over this country.

And we're allowed to look
and we're allowed to buy,

but don't touch.

And all it takes for rape is
one man like Gordon Stuart.

- Why should Chris mccormick

risk all the good luck she's had just to...

- Because it happened to her!

And because she can help.

- All right, so you know what you want.

Steven, you know what you want.

But what do you want, Chris?

- He wanted to kill me with it.

- With what?
- That's enough, damn it!

- With his cock!

I hate him!

I hate him and I want him to die in jail!

I want them to do it to him in jail!

(Chrissy crying)

- Okay.

I'm sorry I had to do that to you,

but I had to find out.

You're gonna be a terrific witness

and we'll get a conviction.

(Wrecking ball pounding)

- Oh, here they are.

- There they are up there.
- Where's the boyfriend?

He's not coming in.

Is that Steve Edison, the boyfriend?

- Miss mccormick, have you had any contact

with Gordon Stuart since the alleged rape?

- No.

- Not even at the pretrial investigation?

- [Reporter 1] Father mccormick,

are you willing to give a
statement on this matter?

- Mr. Stuart, you supposedly
saw him attack your sister?

He was your music teacher
at school, wasn't he?

- Do you think he was a nice man, Kathy?

(Dramatic music)

- Any statement, miss mccormick?

- Button your blouse.

Don't let the newsmen see it.

(Dramatic music continues)

- [Carla] What did you do then?

- Nothing. I just cried.

Then we called the police.

I had to dial the number
'cause Chrissy couldn't see.

- Thank you, Kathy.

Sorry I had to put you
through it all again.

Your witness, Mr. Cartright.

- [Mr. Cartright] Kathy,
what time did you get home

from school that afternoon?

- [Kathy] About the
time I usually get home.

- You usually get home from
school at the same time?

- [Kathy] I sometimes stop at a friend's.

- It was quite often.

Four out of five afternoons
the previous week.

So your sister might easily have assumed

you might be late that afternoon...

- I object, your honor.
- I don't think so.

- Counsel is asking Kathy to state

what was in her sister's mind.

- Sustained.

- Kathy, in direct testimony,

when you were questioned by
the deputy district attorney,

you testified he was raping her.

Do you know what it
means, the word "rape"?

- It's when somebody puts
force on somebody to have sex.

- If your sister hadn't
told you she'd been raped,

from what you saw, would you
have been able to determine

if it was done without her consent?

- [Carla] Objection. Objection.

- [Judge] Objection sustained.

- [Mr. Cartright] Now, Kathy,

if she had said nothing
to you that afternoon,

would you have thought that
the behavior of the defendant

and your sister, in her
bed, constituted this crime?

- Objection.

The witness is not competent to determine

what constitutes a crime.

- Yes, I am.

- [Judge] Sustained.

- You said you opened your sister's door

and saw her on the bed with Mr. Stuart.

When you looked through that
door, was she struggling?

- She was tied up.

- [Mr. Cartright] Ah, but, Kathy,

your sister's a very strong woman.

You think that somebody, all by themselves

could have tied her up?

- [Carla] Objection, your honor.

That calls for speculation.

- [Judge] Sustained.

- If he had a gun or a knife.

- Kathy, did you see a knife
in the defendant's hand?

Did you see a gun?

Still, she was tied up, wasn't she?

Do you like to read?

- Yes. I like to read.

- [Mr. Cartright] Do
you sometimes read books

you're not supposed to?

Books on the list?

- Sometimes.

- Have you read a novel
entitled "the story of o?"

- No.

- [Mr. Cartright] Have you heard of it?

- Yes.

- [Mr. Cartright] From friends?

- One friend.

- So you know from this friend

that there are people who
derive sexual pleasure

from being physically restrained.

Tied up. Some of them even
enjoy being beaten up.

- Not my sister.

- [Mr. Cartright] The
answer to my question,

though, Kathy, is...

- Not my sister.

- Please, your honor.

- Let it pass, Mr. Cartright.

You've made your point.

- Not my sister.

- [Mr. Cartright] Miss mccormick,

surely you have experienced
oral copulation in the past.

- [Carla] The witness' sexual
history is inadmissible.

- [Judge] Objection sustained.

- I hope I haven't given the impression

that I believe you to
be a promiscuous person.

- I object.

- Well, yes, you did, by your questions.

- Then I wanna state quite emphatically

that Mr. Stuart's defense

does not depend upon your promiscuity.

- I object to these gratuitous comments

by the defense attorney.

- Sustained.

This is cross-examination,
Mr. Cartright, not argument.

- Mr. Bailiff, get the board, please?

Your honor, I have defense exhibits

which I've already marked "b" through "g,"

and which I believe Mrs.
Bondi has already seen.

- If it please, your honor,
may we approach the bench?

- Yes, you may approach.

- I object, your honor,

to the introduction of these photographs.

- On what grounds, Mrs. Bondi?

- [Carla] As not being
relevant to the case.

- [Judge] Mr. Cartright?

- At least one of these frames
is from a film commercial

that was photographed the day
before the alleged attack.

Now, it's acknowledged

that Mr. Stuart was
present on that occasion.

- They'll be received in evidence.

Proceed, counselor.

- Now, this is a frame
from the film commercial

that was photographed the day
before the alleged attack.

Is that correct?

- Objection.
- Yes.

- These are rejects out of hundreds,

perhaps thousands, of work prints.

They're called outtakes,

and they're not meant
for general distribution.

(Gavel pounding)

- [Judge] Overrulled.

- Are spectators normally
permitted to watch the filming?

- No. Not from close.

- But Mr. Stuart was present, was he not?

- Yes.
- So he must have been there

by your invitation.

- [Chrissy] No. Well, he was going...

- [Mr. Cartright] No,
just answer the question.

Was he there at your invitation?

- Yes.

- And you knew he was there
when you posed like this?

- It's my work and I do what I'm told.

- Everything you're told?

If you were told to perform
certain sexual acts...

- Objection, your honor.

That's argumentative and irrelevant.

- [Judge] Sustained.

- I want you to look at
this frame once again,

remembering, of course,

that it's one frame from a
long, slow, continuous action

and I want you to tell me,

we're none of us here experienced
with this kind of work,

can you tell me how someone managed

to look as seductive as this?

As suggestive as this?

Do you have to think certain things?

Bring certain images to mind?

- Yes.

- Images of men, I assume?

- Yes.

- [Mr. Cartright] And
these are really meant

to make you hot, isn't that true?

Excite you a bit?

- A little.
- Very well.

Sexy thoughts that are meant...

- I object, your honor.

That's vague and ambiguous.

- [Judge] Objection overruled.

I'm going to allow that.

Answer the question.

- What's the question, please?

- Do you use sexy thoughts

to make you a little bit hot?

Thoughts of oral sex?

- Yes.

- Sodomy?
- No.

- No. Oral sex, yes.

Sodomy, no.

- [Carla] I object, your honor.

That's not a question.

- [Judge] Sustained.

- Do you have daydreams
of being overpowered?

- Objection.

- [Judge] Overruled.

- Sometimes.

- [Mr. Cartright] So the answer is yes.

- Yes. Yes.

- So, one afternoon,

you invite this young man to watch you

going through these erotic
daydreams of being raped...

- Objection.
- Of being overwhelmed

to see these sexual fantasies

on the beach, helpless,
half naked, lusting.

And, the very next afternoon,

you invite this young
man to your apartment.

The man of your choice, in
the place of your choice.

And you expect this jury to believe

that he had to brutalize you...

- Objection!

- To make you perform these sexual acts?

- Objection!
- Sustained!

- I have only one more
question, miss mccormick,

and I believe the jury has
only one more question:

In spite of everything,
were you sexually aroused?

- Objection! Objection!

- [Mr. Cartright] And did you not,

in fact, reach a sexual climax?

- No! No!
- Sustained.

Jury will disregard both
question and answer.

- Your honor, it must
be made absolutely clear

that there has been no
admission of orgasm.

And, in any case, such a
reaction would have no bearing

on whether or not a
crime has been committed!

- [Judge] Do you have any
further questions, Mr. Cartright?

- No, your honor.

- [Judge] Any redirect, Mrs. Bondi?

- Yes, I certainly do.

Did you pose in this manner

because you knew that
Gordon Stuart was present?

- No.

- Why was he present?

- My sister had him come

because she wanted me to
hear some of his music.

- [Carla] So then you did not, in fact,

personally invite him?

- No, I only told her

that she could bring him if she wanted to.

- Then will you tell
us why on this occasion

you allowed yourself to
be photographed like this?

- I'm a model.

- You mean you sell yourself?

Your body, your dreams, your fantasies?

- No.

- What do you sell?

- Lipstick.

- To men?
- To women.

- Then why like that?

- 'Cause I'm supposed
to look like what every

woman wants to look like.

- I'm not proud of what
happened, what I did.

But I love to teach; It's my career.

And I need a job, it's a job, too.

It's the teaching.

- What did you do?

- I said, "you'll have to
show me what you want."

- [Mr. Cartright] Then what happened?

- She said,

"it'll be my pleasure.

(Gavel banging)

She led me into the bedroom.

She had soft silk scarves

that she wanted me to

tie her with so that they
would leave no marks.

Other places, she wanted me to Mark her,

so that they would be covered by.

- Carla, can't you do something about him?

- [Carla] Please, please.

- Will you stop him?

(Gavel banging)
Liar! You're a liar!

- [Judge] Court will be in order!

- Rape is an act of violence, I know.

But she wanted this violence

and she's a beautiful

lovely woman and I'd look at her,

and I'd wanna make love to her.

But love!

In an affectionate way, not...

She wants something else.

- [Judge] Your witness, Mrs. Bondi.

- Your honor, in view of the late hour

and Mr. Stuart's comprehensive testimony,

I request permission to
start my cross-examination

in the morning.

(Gavel banging)

- [Judge] Court is adjourned
until 10:00 tomorrow morning.

(Gavel banging)

(Phone ringing)

- Hello?

(Dissonant electronic instrumental music)

- Showing you people's
one, two, and three.

Do you recognize this place, Mr. Stuart?

- It's her bedroom.

- Chris mccormick's bedroom?

- Yes.

- A mess, isn't it?

These pictures on the floor.

Tell me, how did they get smashed?

You happen to remember?

- No, it was...

There was a lot going on.

- Yes, of course.

But I was just wondering what part

of Chris mccormick's sexual perversion

is satisfied by the smashing
of family photographs?

- I wouldn't know.

- But you did smash them.
- No.

- Well, I must have misunderstood.

I thought all the acts of violence,

sheets ripped, smeared
with lipstick and blood,

mirrors smashed, weren't
they all done by you

for Chris mccormick?

- No, no.

- Well, I was sure that's
what you testified.

Shall I have it read back?

- I did do all that. For her.

I just don't remember
smashing the priest's picture.

- Who's picture? A priest?

I can't make out any priest.

- Her brother's a priest.

- How do you know that?

- She told me.
- Why?

- I don't know. Ask her.

- Did you ask about him?
- No.

- Then, how did he get brought up?

- I don't remember.

- And you don't remember how
his pictures got smashed.

- No.

- Now, about the music.

How you doing?

- Pardon?

- With the music, how far along are you?

- No, you don't understand.

I just teach music.

- Oh, I see, so, you are not a composer

and you are not a player.

- No. Yes, I do some composing for myself.

- Well, perhaps that's why
you wanted Chris mccormick

to hear your tape.

- Why?

- [Carla] Well, she might be
in a position to help you.

- I didn't think about that.

- Well, think about it now.

- [Mr. Cartright] Objection, your honor.

- [Judge] No, I'm going to allow it.

- Well, I suppose she could get my stuff

to the right people.

- Ah, so you haven't
quite given up, have you?

- I guess not.

- You took this to Chris mccormick's

apartment that afternoon.

- Yes, ma'am.

- To play this tape.
- Right.

- And this tape you made?

- I did.

- I can't quite make out

what you've written here on the side.

Can you make that out?

- I know the tape.

- What's it called?

You did name it, didn't you?

I mean, after all it is your fabrication.

- Filios irae.

- Latin, isn't it?
- Yes.

- What does it mean, Mr. Stuart?

- "Fury's child."

- I beg your pardon?

- "Fury's child."

That's an interesting title.

Is it from something, a poem?

- It's from me.

- If it please the court,

I would like to play some
of Mr. Stuart's music

for the jury.

- Do you have any
objections, Mr. Cartright?

- I'm a great admirer

of the defendant's composition,

your honor, but is it relevant?

- Very relevant, your honor,

and it's all set up.

- You may proceed.

- The machine is a little small,

so I've made arrangements
to have it plugged

into another speaker or
two for all of us to hear.

What setting do you suggest,
Mr. Stuart? Six decibels?

- It was done for eight.
- Eight.

(Dissonant electronic music)

So this is the music that you played

for Chris mccormick on that afternoon?

- Yes.

- What were you doing while it played?

- Listening. What do you think?

- Was she listening, too?

- Yes.
- All the time?

- Until the phone rang.

(Gavel rapping)

- Who was it?

- It wasn't for me. Some man.

- A business call?

- I don't know what he is to her.

- How did you feel when the phone rang

in the middle of your serenade?

- Nothing.

- What did she do?

- She went into the bedroom with him.

- With the phone, you mean.

- No. Yes.

She took the phone into the bedroom.

- Couldn't she have asked him
to call back if she was busy?

- Maybe she had to talk to him.

- [Carla] Maybe she
was glad the call came.

Is that possible?

- That's her business.

- Get her off the hook
and away from the noise.

- You don't know what
you're talking about.

- How did you feel, Mr. Stuart?

- Who cares?

Hell, noise. The music's good.

If she doesn't wanna
listen, it's her damn loss.

- Yes, it is, but I
asked you how you felt.

Weren't you furious
that she ran out on you?

- No.
- Objection, your honor.

- [Judge] Overruled.

- Isn't that why you punished her,

because you knew she wasn't
interested in you or your music?

- No, no!

- Because she'd rather
talk to somebody else

and be with somebody else
than this music of yours?

- Listen!

- That's all, Mr. Stuart.

- You can play my music
all day and all night,

and it won't make me into a
man who will rape anybody!

- [Carla] I have no further
questions, your honor.

- And it won't convict me of rape!

- [Judge] You may step down, Mr. Stuart.

- I don't know the rules here, your honor.

Who do I tell...

- If it please the court.
- Mr. Stuart.

- It happened the way I said. Tell them!

- Your honor!

- The prosecution provoked
this outburst, your honor,

by harassing the defendant!

- Why? Why, Chrissy, why?

Why did you do it?

- [Judge] Mr. Stuart, will
you restrain yourself?

(Banging gavel)

Bailiff!

(Gavelbangs)

- If it please the court,

the defense wishes to recall

a single prosecution witness
for further cross-examination.

- [Judge] Which witness, Mr. Cartright?

- Miss mccormick, your honor.

Miss Kathy mccormick.

- [Judge] Has the
prosecution any objection?

- None, your honor,
except it is unfortunate

to subject a young person
to needlessly painful,

sometimes pointless questioning.

- I can assure you, Mrs.
- Bondi, no pointless questions.

You're still under oath, Kathy.

- Yes, sir.

- You had your own key to
the apartment, did you?

- Yes.

- So that afternoon you let yourself in.

- Yes.

- Now, please tell us again what you saw

and heard the moment you
closed the door behind you.

- Nothing.

It was quiet.

- It was quiet? No sounds at all?

- Some music coming from somewhere.

- In the apartment?

- I'm not sure.

- Was it coming from
your sister's bedroom?

- I couldn't tell.

- What happened next, Kathy?

- I said, “I'm home."

- You called out?
- Yes, but not loud.

- Why not?

- Sometimes Chrissy takes
a nap in the afternoon.

- [Mr. Cartright] I see.
- That's how quiet it was.

Now, when your sister didn't
answer you, what did you do?

- I went to look into Chrissy's room.

- Why?

You went toward your sister's room. Why?

- I went out on the
terrace, I opened that door,

and I saw her.

Saw them and then I went back to my room.

- Did you close your sister's door first,

before you went back to your room?

- Yes.
- Why?

- I just did.

- Well, why do you think?

- I don't know. Privacy.

- For your sister's privacy?

- It was closed before,
so I just closed it again.

- And then you telephoned the
police from your own bedroom.

- [Kathy] No.

- You didn't telephone the police?

- No.

- [Mr. Cartright] Or call
downstairs for some help?

- I should have.

- But you didn't, did you?

'Cause you didn't believe
your sister was in danger.

That's the truth, isn't it?

Did you think for an instant
your sister was being harmed?

- I didn't know.

- [Mr. Cartright] You
would have called for help

- if she'd been in danger.
- Yes.

- You would have telephoned the police.

- Yes.

- Anyone, wouldn't you?
- Yes.

- But from what you saw,
she wasn't being harmed.

She wasn't struggling.

She wasn't being beaten.

She didn't scream.

She was quiet, wasn't she?

You looked into your
sister's bedroom, Kathy,

and you saw her making love.

In some way, she wanted to make love,

with a teacher you liked and admired.

- No, he was raping her.

- [Carla] Objection. This
calls for a conclusion.

- He was raping her!

- [Judge] Sustained.

- You did like Mr.
- Stuart, didn't you, Kathy?

- It's not true.

- You didn't like him?

- No.
- Didn't you?

- No. Yes, but...

- [Mr. Cartright] Did you
like him or didn't you?

- He raped my sister.

- No, you mean your sister
told you she'd been raped.

- He raped her.

- Look, that is the accusation, Kathy,

but Mr. Gordon Stuart
is not guilty of rape.

That requires evidence
and there is no evidence.

You were an eyewitness, Kathy,

but you didn't see anything violent

or you would have called the police.

- Your honor, I demand
that you admonish counsel

to stop using this child as a
tool for his closing argument!

A jury, not this witness,

will determine that violence was done,

that Chris mccormick was raped.

- Your honor, I agree that there

was a rape that afternoon in
miss mccormick's apartment.

From this evidence,

from the testimony of the one eyewitness,

it is impossible to tell,
beyond a reasonable doubt,

just who the victim was.

- He was raping her! He was!

- [Mr. Cartright] Your honor,
I have no more questions.

- She told me!

- Your honor, I have no more questions.

- She told me! She never lies to me!

(Gavel pounding)

- [Judge] Have you reached a verdict?

- We have, your honor.

We, the jury, find the
defendant not guilty.

(Crowd chattering)

(Reporters shouting)

- Are you okay?

Are you all right?

Oh, god.

(Disco music)

- Try and look right in the camera.

You look so beautiful today, Chrissy.

Come on, try a little bit.

That's nice like that.

Just turn your head away a little bit.

Turn it away.

(Camera shutter clicking)

Just turn it away.

That's it.

Bring it back to me, Chrissy.

Bring your head back to me.

Come on, you're my favorite, Chrissy.

My favorite girl in the whole world.

(Shutter clicking)

Try a little harder, Chrissy.

Just remember the way we used to do it.

Kill that bulb.

Chrissy, honey, come on.

- [Chrissy] Please let me try
it one more time, francesco.

I'll be all right in a minute.

- [Francesco] We can do it another time.

We don't have to do it today.

There's no hurry.

- We've got so much to do, though.

- Aw, come on, baby. Let's go out.

We can get it in one session.

Remember when we did the 10 pages

for vogue in one day?

Nobody could believe we finished it.

We can always do things another day.

- But we have a whole campaign to finish.

- We don't really.

The agency wants to cool it,

and Steve agrees.

He says, possibly we'll
pick it up next year.

This is the last session, Chrissy,

but we don't have to finish it today.

We can do it tomorrow.

You'll be fresher then.

(Dramatic music)

- [Kathy] Why should you?

- [Chrissy] 'Cause I've got a commitment.

- [Kathy] But they fired you.

- [Chrissy] Who said they fired me?

- You said.

After today.

- Just put the rest of the gear

in the back of the car.

Zip up that rifle case.

Well, I'll do it. It's okay.

It's not just a question of being fired.

There's a lot more to it than that.

- How will we make a living?

- Starving.

We'll be the first sister team

to make a living by starving.

- We couldn't starve.

- Why not?

We've got looks, talent, honesty,

and we're great in courtrooms.

- Chris?

- [Chrissy] Mm-hmm.

- Will they take him back at school?

- You heard the verdict. Not guilty.

They'll probably throw him a party.

- How could they believe him?

Even the kids at my new school.

- What?

- They look at me. You know, funny.

Steve gave you that, didn't he?

- Yeah, right. Steve.

Steve, who said I was the
hottest model in the business.

And the jury agreed with him.

- Why didn't the jury believe you?

- Kathy,

I have to ask you a question.

After the jury, what they said,

do you think maybe it didn't happen?

- No.

How long is it gonna take this time?

- Don't worry about it.

We'll have plenty of time

to get to the mountains afterwards.

- When are you gonna know?

- Know what?

- If we come back to la.
- Or go home to Colorado.

- Well, in the mountains,

there'll be some fresh air,

and then we'll be able

to make the wrong decision better, right?

- [Girls] Kathy! Kathy!

Where have you been?

How are you?

Good to see you.

Where have you been?

Can you come watch us rehearse?

- No, I'm here with Chris.

She's working.

- We're doing modern dance.
- It's really neat.

- Come on. Can't you
come watch us rehearse?

- Come on, Kathy.
- Come on. Please?

- Kathy, come on!

- No, I've got to be with Chris.

- [Girl] Okay. We'll see you later, okay?

- What time you going up to the mountains?

- Right afterwards.

When we're finished shooting.

- [Man] I'll bet you can't
wait to get out of here.

- Marvelous! Marvelous!

In five years, I'll hire you.

There! Now, let's see what can I do?

There! Like Dietrich.

Marlene Dietrich.

Very languorous. Dietrich.

- [Chrissy] Oh, this is
the most beautiful dress

I think I've ever had on.

- You look fabulous.
- I love it.

- Let me see you move.

- Look what happens when I turn around.

- [Director] That's it.
- Just walk around there.

- Kind of tiring, isn't it?

- Yeah, a little.

- Sort of boring.

You know, there are two
or three floors up there

that are unoccupied.

Lots of empty shops. Sort
of like a big fun house.

Why don't you go exploring?

- I think I will.

- There are all kinds of escalators.

Have fun, honey.

- [Director] Fix the hair and the makeup.

Give me the camera on the floor.

That's it. This is
going to be really good.

Fabulous like that.

From down here, you
should see you, Chrissy.

Great. Twirl for me.

Great like that. Fabulous!

(Upbeat music)

(Electronic music)

- Open it out!

(Electronic music continues)

On her.

(Electronic music continues)

Okay, good.

Nice performance, everybody.

Get your warmers on please, dancers.

- [Woman] And after you
get your things changed,

I want everybody to meet in
the bus in about five minutes.

Now, don't scatter.

I know you all want to
talk to your parents.

- Tamara, let me have the Mike, will you?

Yeah. See you.

- [Man] Go get your costumes.

Thank you.

Give me the remote control.

I need to fasten some stuff up.

Don't worry, everybody.

We'll put it all together.

It'll be all right.

Huh? Tomorrow.

Hiya, kiddo.

How you doing?

How's the new school?

- It's all right.

- Pretty awful, huh?

It's a real shame you
had to miss all the fun.

What are you doing here?

- I'm here with Chris.

She's working downstairs with francesco.

- Ah.

I'm doing your basic
sweetening the tracks,

dub over sound onto the tapes.

Putting the Mike on me,
and getting breathing

and heart sounds.

Oh, my heavens.

I think I have terminal gas.

Hey, you don't have to miss
it. You can be a part of it.

I'll put you on. Come on.

I'll tape you breathing.

Oh, Kath, come on. Come on.

- Where's Kathy?

- Oh, she just got bored.

She's up exploring the place.

Just check everything,
because we're almost ready.

- Pull your head back, just for a second.

She looks great now.

Come on, let's get up and
do the twirling. Come on.

- What a wonderful
coincidence having you here.

Yeah, put your.

I'm not gonna use this Mike.

I have got a sole number one Mike for you.

Specially designed with
you in mind, my dear.

Tack it on right there.

(Heart beating)

Hey. Can you hear it?

It's your heart. It's your breathing.

(Breaths echoing)

Can you hear it?

Come on, breathe.

Terrific. Isn't it incredible?

It just fills the whole hall, doesn't it?

Breathe again.

That's it.

Wonderful. Again.

(Breaths echoing)

It's the sound of our
bodies mixed together.

I mean, really mixing together.

(Breaths echoing)

Do you really believe I raped your sister?

(Heart beating)
(Breaths echoing)

Kathy.

(Running footsteps)

(Door shaking)

(Running footsteps)

(Door shaking)

Kathy?

Kathy? (Glass pounding)

Kathy? (Upbeat electronic music)

(Kathy screams)

(Person knocking)

(Dramatic music)

- [Francesco] Bend down to the left.

That's nice. Bend to the left.

Beautiful. You're beautiful.

(Kathy screams)
(Dramatic electronic music)

- [Francesco] Tighter. Give it
to me right here in the lens.

(Shutter clicking)

Give me everything, right in the lens.

Strut your stuff.

(Kathy clattering)

- Kathy! What happened?

Kathy, are you all right? What happened?

- Nothing, I just have
to go to the bathroom.

- Who did this to you?

- Mr. Stuart.

- Oh, my god. Oh, god!

(Chrissy growling)

Get the doctor!

- Mr. Stuart. How splendid you must feel!

It went so well. Weren't you pleased?

- Huh?

- I've invited some board
members for tomorrow.

I think it will help.

Getting you back on the faculty.

- Oh, yes. Yeah.
- Gordon?

- Huh?
- You should be very proud.

It's going to be a knockout.

- [Kids] Bye, Mr. Stuart!

(Keys jingling)

(Dramatic electronic music)

(Gunshot ringing)

(Car crashing)

(Gunshots ringing)

(Empty chamber clicking)

(Sirens blaring)

(Handcuffs clicking)

(Engine running)

- I did not leave the
district attorney's office

to extenuate the crime of murder.

I'll tell you what Clarence
darrow wrote some time ago.

“Crime is to be expected,
since humans are never perfect,

"but the failure of justice
may be more damaging to society

"than crime itself."

Then where is law and order?

I say your verdict to
acquit Chris mccormick

is law and order and justice.

Thank you, ladies and
gentlemen, for your attention.

- [Man] We, the jury, find the defendant

not guilty as charged.

(Dramatic music)