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[phone ringing]

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[phone ringing]

Dad?

Listen and listen carefully, Amy.

They’re coming for you.

Get dressed and get the hell to the back door of the hospital.

I’ll be waiting for you.

What?

Who are you?

There isn’t time.

Get the hell out of the fucking bed, now.

What’s the number?

What’s the number?

I’ll type it in so they don’t lose it.

Right, uh...

303-555-2456

456.

Great, I’ll call you tomorrow, we’ll make a date.

Yeah, sure.

I was worried about you.

He’s with you?

I’m with her.

Amy, honey. I need to know where you shop.

I’ll call you tomorrow.

She’ll call you tomorrow?

She works in the leasing office.

She wants to do coffee or drinks.

Then why do you look like you saw a ghost?

I guess ghosts are like lies.

They swim like sharks all around me.

Own them. Don’t ever let them own you.

And they’ll have to fight me to get to you anyway.

I’m gonna take you to my room now and fuck you

until neither one of us can walk anymore.

Any objections?

No.

No objections whatsoever.

Well, let’s get out of here.

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Good evening, Mr. Stone.

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[device beeps]

[device beeps]

Any second thoughts?

About how the night started?

Yes.

About now?

None.

Do you want to talk about how it started?

Do we have to?

No.

[phone rings]

I have to get that.

Hello?

Yes?

Oh, thank you.

Yes, I’ll come by tomorrow and get it.

Thank you again. Good night.

I left my I.D. at the phone store.

Now where were we?

You aren’t going to pretend what happened didn’t just happen?

Just like you’re not gonna tell me you didn’t

walk into the bathroom at the restaurant running from me

and then exit running from someone

or something else?

And I’m not buying that it was Meg.

New places make me nervous.

Raw and honest, Amy.

That’s what we are or we’re nothing at all.

Tell me who’s scaring you and I promise

I will make them go away.

What happened to fucking me until we can’t walk anymore?

That’s what tonight is supposed to be,

not you making me some mathematical equation

you have to crack.

I don’t want to be cracked, Liam.

I don’t want to answer questions.

I want to be fucked.

What are you doing?

Agreeing with you.

No more questions.

Liam...

No more talking.

You want me to fuck you, Amy?

I’ll fuck you.

Yes, I do, but...

Wait, not like this.

Don’t challenge me then run away.

You’re just... you’re like a bull.

I understand wanting to block things out.

Been there, done that.

But I won’t let you do that to me, baby.

We’re going to talk tomorrow.

But tonight...

We’ll forget.

Now turn around.

No more barriers.

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Step.

[heavy breathing]

Turn back around.

Take off your shoes.

Now the panties and the thigh highs.

I don’t want anything between us.

Are you...

When you ask questions, I ask questions.

On your knees.

My knees?

No questions.

Hands above your head on the door handle.

[exhales]

I bought them for us today if that’s what you’re wondering.

I don’t have women in my hotel room every night.

I don’t have women in my room

or let them inside my life at all.

Only you.

Me?

You and us.

And we need to get you on the pill.

It takes weeks to be effective.

Until then, I’m going to be fantasizing about the moment

until the only thing that’s wrapped around me

is you.

Have you been bound before?

You let me tie you up.

Yes.

And I’m just barbaric enough to like

being the first in many things.

You seem to have a liking for the word teacher.

I haven’t even begun to teach you, Amy.

We haven’t even begun to go

where I plan to take you.

You trust me with your body to let me bind you.

I’m gonna make sure you don’t regret it.

That’s step one.

I need to touch you.

You aren’t ready to be untied.

Yes, I am.

What are you thinking about right now?

I don’t know.

The first thing that comes to your mind.

Don’t censor it.

Just say it now.

Your tattoo.

Anything else?

Touching you...

And?

Ripping this tie off my arms?

How about now?

How much I don’t want you to stop.

That’s the idea. Escape, baby.

That’s what I want for you.

Who helps you escape?

I’m here with you right now.

Look at me, Amy.

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Liam, enough please.

- I need... - What I say you need.

Damn it, you’re making me insane.

That’s the idea.

Pleasure is the idea.

[gasps]

Liam...

What do you want?

Everything.

Everything?

And more.

[moans]

[panting]

We aren’t anywhere close to done.

You know that, right?

Promise?

I’m not meeting with him today, Derek.

Forget it. I have plans today

I’m not giving up for that jackass.

Monday.

Yeah, well, he’s lucky I’m motivated

to stay around Denver for a few months.

And no, that is none of your business.

Good morning.

You, Liam Stone, are too good looking

for the safety of womankind.

Wait.

Stay right there.

Now I’m going to kiss my way down.

[knocking]

You have company?

I thought waking you up with breakfast in bed

was a good idea until you started licking.

You were going to wake me up with breakfast in bed?

Then make you the second course.

[Woman] Mr. Stone, room service.

Grab one of my shirts.

I don’t want any sneak peeks from room service.

And you support this claim, how?

The movies were released over the course

of more than a decade.

One would say they’re a historical evolution

of muscle cars.

- One such as you? - One such as me.

And is there a collection of muscle cars

to go along with this interest?

No. Too impractical.

I live vicariously through the movies.

And here I thought you were a Bentley kind of guy.

I’m not a flashy guy.

But you love "The Fast and the Furious."

All men love "The Fast and the Furious."

But you are not all men.

And why is that?

Because you’re a famous prodigy and a billionaire.

If I let those things be who I am, they’re all that I am.

If I strip those things away,

I’m a man who loves hamburgers.

"The Fast and the Furious" movies.

30 Seconds to Mars and the History Channel,

which we determined we have in common.

And some violinist.

David Garrett.

Who you swear will seduce me into loving his music.

All these pieces of you, they’re...

Not what I expected.

- Is that good? - Yes.

Yes, it’s good.

Unexpected and good.

- Much like us. - Yes. Unexpected.

And good.

And good.

[phone vibrating]

Derek.

The guy I was talking to when you woke up.

He’s an investor in the building project,

and the only reason I even considered being involved.

He gets me and what I do.

Do you need to go meet with him?

No. They’ll wait till tomorrow.

Do you have a passport?

My travels have been as ambitious

as sampling the various cupcake shops around Manhattan.

Sweet tooth?

Mammoth-sized, though I don’t indulge often,

or I’d be... mammoth-sized.

What’s wrong, Amy?

I feel like I’m keeping you from work.

David Garrett is touring in Europe for the rest of the year.

That’s why I asked about the passport.

I’d like to take you to a concert.

I can seduce you in another country.

As much as I’d like to go,

my job is only certain for a few months.

I need to find something more permanent.

The job with the boss that provided you with an apartment.

What does that mean?

Does he have access to it?

He just arranged it with a realtor.

I pay for it.

I’m going to have him checked out.

He’s just my boss, and this is just a bridge job.

That’s my point.

I need to start finding something more long-term.

That friend of mine, Derek,

runs a large real estate investment firm.

I’ll introduce you and see if he has anything available

you might be interested in.

Thank you.

And I’m going to pay your rent for an entire year,

so you don’t have to stress about it anymore.

No, you’re not.

I’m getting dressed and I’m leaving.

Amy.

I guess I pay you for my rent by fucking you?

Where did that come from?

I’m not that kind of girl.

You must know that’s not how I am, or how we are.

I don’t want your money, Liam.

It’s not about the money.

[Woman] It’s not about the money!

It’s not about the money! It was never about the money!

Amy.

I...

Blacked out?

You scared the hell out of me.

I’m sorry. I’m okay.

Can you walk to the car?

Where are we going?

We need to get you to the E.R.

- Make sure you’re okay. - No.

It’s just cluster headaches. They only last a few minutes.

How often?

They went away several years ago and just started again.

Have you had an MRI?

Yes. I’m fine.

They can’t usually explain why they happen to sufferers.

They just happen.

I’m supposed to watch for triggers like stress,

change of environment, what I eat.

I’m sure it’s the move.

Do you take meds?

There isn’t much they can do for them since they come on so fast.

Acupuncture helped.

They went away for years after I tried it.

Then they just came back today.

A couple of days ago.

Nightmares and cluster headaches.

Sometime soon you’re going to have to tell me.

You know that, right?

I’ve always been this way.

It goes way back to my childhood.

I’ll accept that answer for now

as long as you agree to see a doctor.

I don’t need a doctor.

- What if you’d been driving? - I wasn’t.

Or walking downstairs.

I’m going to be stubborn about this.

You need to see a doctor.

Acupuncture worked before. I’ll get an appointment.

I think you should be checked out by an MD.

I’m not spending thousands of dollars

for them to tell me what I already know.

I’ll pay for it.

Stop trying to spend money on me.

- It’s not about... - Stop.

Stop. Don’t say it again.

You have money and you spend a hundred dollar bills

like it’s my penny, but I’m not wasting it

no matter how much you have.

I know what works and that’s acupuncture.

I’ll make an appointment.

- But if it doesn’t work... - It will.

And I can get my own appointment.

But you won’t.

Because you want to save money,

which is exactly why I want to take

some of the pressure off you.

Tomorrow I’m going down to the leasing office

and paying your rent for a year.

I’m not going to take your money.

It’s done.

If you want to ask for a refund, donate the money to a charity.

But I’m not going to take it back.

I won’t accept it.

A gift is a gift and I’m asking for nothing in return.

Not even the promise of tomorrow.

And tomorrow won’t be enough.

Liam...

Liam.

Stop kissing me.

You’re trying to distract me.

Is it working?

Yes.

Please stop throwing money at me.

I want to do this, Amy.

Please.

Let me.

You’re new territory to me.

I’ve never met anyone like you.

You’re overbearingly generous and overwhelmingly male.

Or maybe it’s the reverse.

I don’t know how to respond.

I’d say I’d show you, but I think we should wait.

Considering you just blacked out a few minutes ago.

I told you it’s over. I’m fine.

So, show me.

You sure?

Yes, please.

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