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Dear Jacqueline, originally from Oaxaca,
Mexico, I have lived all over the

world. Like many people, I've decided to
try my luck in Los Angeles.

After a few weeks of looking around, I
got an interesting job in the movie

business.

There is a famous actress.

I can't tell you who, but she is the
sexiest woman alive.

I was her driver in the last movie she
did.

I kept my distance from her until one
day a month and a half ago.

are you sure we should do this yeah i'm
sure no wait

let's take it slow

Did you get it? That was perfect. Cut!
Check the gate!

Thank God.

Damn, girl, you look so good.

Was it good for you?

Hey, it took a while, but we got it. It
was good for me.

You know, tomorrow we'll get some close
-ups with the climax, and we'll be done

in the bedroom.

I'm saving it for tomorrow, baby.

Look, uh, you know, you was just
fantastic as usual.

You get the true essence of romantic
love.

Hey, look, uh, why don't we, uh...

Try to get some martinis or something.
Not tonight, honey. I'm tired.

Why didn't you just say yes?

Can you get my driver in ten minutes,
Eddie? It's getting late.

Somebody please get Miss Macy's driver.
Thank you.

Your car will be waiting out front, ma
'am. Oh, wait. Would you zip me up,

please?

Thank you.

My pleasure.

I will be going home this evening.

What is the date?

31st, ma 'am.

Thank you.

Did you mix the martinis?

As usual, ma 'am.

What is your name?

Me? Marco Soro.

Marco Soro.

You've been driving me around this town
for a month, and you've never seen

anything more than Ms. or Ma 'am.

Well, we have two more months of
shooting.

Are you going to stay quiet forever?

I figure a woman like you needs privacy.

The last thing you need is another
person trying to get close.

We did the love scenes on the set today.

Did you see it?

No. I usually wait in the car for you.

That's my job.

Do you like your job?

It's okay.

I never stick to anything that long,
senorita.

Don't want to get attacked?

No. It's more the right to do something
new at every opportunity.

Suppose I will find a place that will
hold me down someday.

A place or a person.

A person?

True love.

Oh, a romantic.

Is that what I am?

State of the art?

What are you?

I was just naked with a man I don't even
know. It's hardly romantic.

I guess I'm an image.

This is terrible.

Not so bad. What about you?

What?

Would you make love in front of all
those people on a screen with a

I would think about that one.

Tell me tomorrow.

Come on the set tomorrow night.

Don't be shy.

I'll be there.

Good night.

Just cut.

Look, we gotta do it again.

You guys okay?

Perfect. Madeline?

Let's do it again.

All right, let's do it again.

Okay, everybody, back to one.

A -speed.

Marker.

Set.

Raise

your

head up a little bit.

Touch your breasts.

Gently.

Fingertips only.

That's it.

Gently.

Gently.

Madeline, you blew me away.

Can we go get that martini now?

I don't drink.

Look, I gotta go.

Look, why won't you go out with me, huh?

I told you I don't like to date in the
business.

I like my private life private. That's
all.

Five minutes.

Well, it's you.

I mean, what are you doing here, man?
This is a closed set.

Why don't you go wet your ass in the
car?

So.

Did you think about it?

Yes.

Did you do my job?

No, I couldn't do your job. What?

Really?

I said your job.

The actor who makes love to you.
However, that I could do.

Actually, to make love to you, whether
without those cameras, with people

watching or not, that thought makes me
crazy.

I fantasized about it today.

Really?

It was the best sex of my life.

What is your fantasy?

I think I've acted in them all.

There must be something.

Digame. Tell me.

Well, there is one thing.

What?

It's too weird.

Come on. Look what I just told you.

My fantasy is to have a very discreet
affair, one the press won't know about.

It's a tall order. You have the tabloids
chasing you everywhere.

I hate them.

Guess they...

Ever find out you have something going
with your driver?

I don't know.

I don't think they will.

I've never made love in the back of a
limo before.

I've never made love in the front.

Much better.

Miss Miss, you drive me crazy.

Are you discreet?

Very.

We agreed I should write because our
arrangement would interest you.

I wish I could tell you the actress's
real name.

But the deal isn't over yet.

We still have a week left of shooting.

And I love going to work.

Dear Jacqueline, I'm a big fan of yours
and something's happened in my life I

think you would definitely appreciate.

First, let me ask you.

How far would you go in pursuit of a man
you're attracted to?

Have you ever stood naked in front of a
room full of strangers to get some guy's

attention?

Now, I don't think for a moment I'm a
supermodel type.

But my workout regime has paid off.

I sure haven't heard any complaints from
the guys I've dated.

So look, I didn't think it'd be a big
deal to stand in front of a bunch of

budding artists and let them take their
shot at immortalizing me.

Hey, it was an easy way to earn a little
extra money.

It turned out I got a lot more than I
bargained for.

Good, good, good. Good morning, my man.

Good, good. What's that?

Good morning. Mr.

Saffold? Yeah. Hi, I'm Bridget McIntosh.
We spoke on the phone.

Ah, yes.

Our new model.

Come on.

Let's take a look at you.

Very nice.

Very vibrant skin tones.

You, my dear, are exquisite.

Thanks.

Look, I brought along the outfit that
you wanted.

But I was curious. I thought that you
usually wanted, you know, nude models.

Well, we kind of play it safe.

Not that I'm opposed to the nude form,
but I also think it's important to leave

just a little something for the artist's
imagination.

Give them something to work towards, eh?
Whatever you say.

Um, actually, I'm kind of relieved.

You know, I...

I'm a little nervous, though, still.

You'll be fine. I mean, there's nothing
to this.

You're already beautiful. That's half
the battle right there.

Come on.

Why don't you step through there behind
the large painting, get changed, and

then we'll get started.

Okay.

Thanks.

Today we work in charcoal.

Don't you knock.

I'm sorry, but there's not a door.

Still, I... Excuse me.

Feel the flu.

If you just turn on the switch.

Like everything else in life, everyone
will have their own perspective.

There you are.

Come on, Miss McIntosh.

See if we can't find a pose to match
your elegant form.

Very simple, very basic.

Class, if you will, find your model's
form.

Find the lines which curve and arc and
join together to make perfection.

Draw.

Find the poet within you.

Hear the voices like... Da Vinci, voices
of form,

of shadow, of light, as they

sing together, like variations on a
theme from eternity.

Art is the flow of light within, which
glistens the

rapture of the universe in every
particle and wave.

Feel the flow inside you.

Now capture it on canvas.

I just want to see how this catches the
light.

Excellent work.

Remember, it's art if you want it to be.

McIntosh, thank you.

Same time Wednesday.

Excuse me.

Listen, I'm sorry I snapped at you
earlier.

It's just, I mean, it's my first time
doing something like this.

I don't know, I guess I was a little
nervous.

Hey, it's cool, but believe me, you
don't have anything to be nervous about.

You're doing great.

Now we take our basic form and add an
elegant grace of position.

Let the texture which surrounds her
speak to you.

Immerse yourself in her.

Beauty won't wait forever.

As I said, immerse yourself in her.

Draw.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Rigid.

Bridget. Thank you.

You're welcome.

I'll see everybody on Friday.

Hey. Hi.

How's it going?

Fine. Am I doing okay?

Oh, absolutely. You're great. You're a
natural up there.

So this works for you? Oh, yeah. For
sure.

Do you mind if I take a look at your
picture?

Actually, I do mind.

See,

it's the basis of a larger work.

I just want to hate your interpretation
of me.

It's just I've never seen a picture of
myself.

Yeah. I kind of have this weird thing
about people seeing my work before it's

finished. That's okay. I understand.

I better go.

Bye.

Oh, thank God it's Friday.

Looks like everybody's here today, too.

And, uh, nobody's late.

Miss McIntosh?

Ah, there you are.

Again, class, we will continue with our
exploration of form blending with

texture.

Miss McIntosh.

Well, then.

Very good.

Class, don't waste a moment.

See everybody next week.

Thank you for coming.

Jesus.

You scared me.

Sorry.

I take it you want me to model.

Yes.

Look, I can't concentrate in that class.

Too many distractions.

Besides, I'll pay you for your time.

Fine.

Where do you want me?

Over here.

Would you like some Merlot?

It's a real beauty.

Something wrong?

Just me and my overactive imagination.

But hey, buck's a buck, right? So come
on, let's get to it.

Beauty won't wait forever, right?

I guess so.

What else are you studying?

Oh, art history, sculpture, elements of
design.

Real art junkie, huh?

I guess.

So, um, what, you're going to make a
career out of this?

I don't know. Maybe.

You know?

It's going to be tough.

I know it sounds cliche, but I'm really
not in it for the money. Art is my life.

Well, for me, it's about capturing a
moment.

And in that moment, I pour all my
thoughts and feelings and desires and

onto that canvas.

It's kind of a release, you know?

What moment are you capturing with me?

The one I've been waiting for all my
life.

I know.

This is the moment I've been waiting
for.

Me too.

I don't think we left that loft for the
entire week.

And you should see that painting.

Dear Jacqueline, many women have
fantasies about the same thing that

me.

There's something thrilling about it
that appeals to women's imaginations.

My husband passed away a year ago.

I was feeling alone.

I needed someone to talk to and share my
emotions with and thought to be safe.

It started out after an average man.

Hey, it's money, right?

So what time are you coming over?

Perfect.

Yeah, we'll do it right here.

And it's a two -week job?

Great.

Yes.

I owe you one, Hannah.

See you in an hour.

Secretary wanted? Secretary.

Sales, sales.

Lion tamer?

Okay.

Safe as sex.

Do you need someone to dream about?

Someone to touch you?

Are you lonely?

Man in prison for the wrong reasons.

Seeks woman to share her emotions and
fantasies.

Please write Martin Kramer, Central
Correctional Facility.

Hey, want to take a break?

Really, Hannah, thanks for this job.

To you and your idea.

Hey, it's not permanent.

Just something to get us by.

You know that I haven't thought about
anybody since Brad's death.

I was wondering when you were going to
talk about this.

You know, it's time to get out there.

I'm going to do something about it.

Oh, thank God. It's about time.

I think I found a good start.

It's, um, completely safe and at a
distance.

You're serious?

Cindy, this could be dangerous. I think
it's sexy.

A man in prison?

It's only a letter. I'll never even meet
him.

What? How do you know? I mean, he'll
know your address.

I'll get a PO box.

He'll know your name.

I'll use a fake. Hannah, the man is in
prison.

You're crazy.

I'll be fine.

I'll be careful.

Dear Martin, I guess I should get right
into it.

I never answered an ad like this before.

But when I thought...

An uncontrollable feeling of hunger came
over me.

I wanted you.

I imagined making love between the bars
of your prison cell.

I visualized you handcuffing me, taking
my clothes off.

Dear Cindy, I enjoyed your letter more
than you'll ever know.

The way you described your fantasy about
me was intoxicating.

Afterwards, I sat back and had a similar
one about you.

Here's my picture.

Will you send me yours?

So what do you think?

He's hot. Who's he?

That's him.

Him who?

My pen pal.

The prisoner?

Oh, my God.

He's wearing a suit. What is this, his
court picture or something?

I mean, what did he do?

I don't know.

Isn't it great?

He's gorgeous.

Is he, um... What?

Is he literate?

Who cares?

I mean, it's how I pictured him that
matters.

I see him as very instinctual, like...

Well, it certainly isn't romantic.

Just be careful, okay?

Hannah, he's in prison. Yeah, but for
how long?

Probably a year.

Just watch out, okay? Did you use a P
.O. box and a fake name and all that?

Of course.

Okay.

Well, not a fake name.

Cindy, you are nuts.

He could come after you.

You're nuts.

You're making me happy for the first
time in a year, Hannah.

I'll be fine.

You'll be dead, is what you'll be.

I wanted you to bounce back, but this is
just ridiculous.

Dear Martin, I got your picture in your
letter.

Seeing you really turned me on.

Now I can imagine your face.

Today I had an incredible... fantasy
about you.

Let me out.

Why should I?

Because I want to touch you without
these bars in the way.

Oh yeah?

That could get me in trouble.

I'll show you trouble.

Oh yeah.

a P .O. box.

Would you relax? You're giving me a
headache.

What exactly do you two write in these
letters anyway?

I'll read this one to you.

You're going to believe me when I write.

Here's Cindy.

I was thinking about you all day
yesterday. Here we go.

Oh, my God.

What?

I don't believe it.

He's getting out of jail.

Tomorrow. What did he say?

He's coming here.

He said that he was going to leave this
whole experience behind

him, but he has something very important
to tell me.

Do you think he'll really come?

It says it right here.

anymore. He's real.

He could hurt you.

I wouldn't be surprised if he knocks
down your door. I don't know what to do.

I've got to go.

Listen,

if you need me, you call me.

Okay?

Promise? Yeah.

to go away, then I will. I would just
like a chance to say thank you.

I'm sorry.

Cindy, I can understand that you're
frightened.

So am I. I just need a chance to say to
you in person to say thank you.

Wait.

Come in.

Come on.

Cindy,

I... Martin.

What did you do to be put in prison?

I had to tell you this in person, Cindy.

I'm not a prisoner.

I'm a warden.

You mean you're not a criminal?

Hardly.

You have no idea how I imagined you. I
came here to tell you that your letters

helped me through a very tough period of
my life.

I needed you.

I'm sorry that I'm not the nasty
criminal you imagined me to be.

Did I know, Jacqueline, that a vehicle
for my fantasies could lead to the man

my dreams?

Dear Jacqueline, like many married
women, I was getting bored.

I was also getting worried.

My husband, Doug, has always been shy.

But lately, I felt like he wasn't even
interested in me.

Or worse, wasn't attracted to me.

But the good part is how I finally got
my husband's bells ringing again.

We finally just reached out and touched
each other.

Hey.

Yeah, it's Doug. Remember me?

Sure. What do you want, baby?

Oh, yeah.

Oh.

I love it when you talk like that. No,
no, no, just like that.

I'm in the living room.

Hi.

I tried calling, but the phone was busy.

I'm starved. You want to order in?

Sure. You call.

I'm going to go change.

Salad? Huh?

Salad with your dinner.

Oh, no thanks.

Yeah, two salads.

Great.

Thanks for noticing.

Honey? What?

Is there somebody else?

What? No.

You must be doing it with somebody.

I'm just exhausted when I come home from
work.

That's all.

Are you still attracted to me?

Yes.

Are you?

Of course.

Well?

Let's see.

Doug?

Hi. Doug.

Remember me?

Wonder. Oh, yeah.

Oh, that's it.

I don't mean to lick you there.

How's that?

Oh, yes.

I'll come to you any time you want.

Oh, God, I like that man.

Let me see what's up with him.

You want me to lick you there?

Ooh, I'll lick you all.

Especially there.

Okay.

Yeah.

Let me play.

Do you like me?

Higher.

Higher.

Higher.

Higher.

There's a storm in there.

Let's see.

Okay. Oh, great. You got the mail.

I'm waiting on that check.

Will it be done soon?

Risotto!

No. I mean, no.

Sorry.

I have something special I want you to
do to me tonight.

What's that?

Let me be on top.

Hello? Hi.

Who is this?

What?

And that is how I learned what my
husband wanted.

He needs openness.

Willingness. Now we try new things all
the time.

We love it.

We love each other.

P .S. Now our phone bills are a lot
lower.

Dear Jacqueline, life as an artist can
be a lonely one at times, but every now

and then something happens to bring it
back to life.

I was commissioned by the wealthy
businessman to find the core of his

love and passion and capture her essence
on the canvas.

But I knew where she was.

I'd seen her in the galleries and made
love to her in my dreams.

I jumped at the chance.

Good morning, Rose.

Is that tea for Mrs. Baines?

Yes, it is.

Do you mind if I take it to her?

Sure, I think she'd like that.

I think you're right.

Thanks.

Here is your tea.

Chamomile, just as you like it.

Oh, remember Michael Hunt is coming
today to begin our painting?

He's due here any minute, and I'm
rushed.

You'll welcome him, won't you?

Of course I will.

Excuse me, Mr. Baines.

I found your briefcase. Oh, thank you,
Rose. I would have been looking all over

for that.

I left my itinerary on the dresser, and
if you need me, just call.

No, I will.

Mr. Baines, your driver's here.

Thank you.

Salud.

Please, follow me.

See?

Mrs. Baines? The artist, Michael Hunt.

Get up, Baines.

Mr. Hunt.

I hope you didn't mind that I come
through the back. The gardens are so

beautiful.

You know, I want to get a feel of the
people who live here.

Oh, no, not at all.

It's part of my preparation.

Whatever it takes.

How about we start with a cup of tea and
a conversation?

Sounds good.

Oh, I see my canvas arrived.

Yeah, beautiful.

I think that it's been very mysterious
about this piece.

I've been told it's a gift for your
birthday.

Yes.

What is the subject?

Well... I mean, won't tell me a thing
about it.

I see he says that you can do the same.

No, really.

It will come to me.

It will.

You mean he's been giving you carte
blanche? You mean carte blanche.

You know, his success these days must be
going to his head. Ah, perhaps to his

heart.

Are we going now, Miss Baines?

Back on Wednesday?

You know, let's make it next Wednesday.

Why don't you take a few vacation days?

I know you'd like to time off.

Yes, yes, I would. Thank you. Thank you
very much.

Well, good night.

I can't believe it.

The subject, it's about letting go,
isn't it?

Letting go of everything, all the anger,
all the

fear, everything that has been lost in
yourself, and releasing it.

Some can do it.

Some just want

I

can

and I will

Michael?

Michael, why don't you take a break and
have a cup of tea?

Didn't realize you put talent in other
mediums.

Oh, yeah? I've done many films, Sarah.

Nice dress.

And then he took the painting and
cracked it right over his head,

the top of her lungs.

You disgusting scum. Get out of my
gallery before I drag you out by that

of shit you have on the back of your
head you call a ponytail.

Hey, attention.

No ponytail jokes, okay?

The entire crowd became silent all at
once.

I said, thank you.

We had a complete ass of ourselves.

My God, the painting.

I think it was at least five people
there that evening that would easily

parted in $25 ,000 for that piece of
work.

That was a classic evening. I cannot
believe it.

I cannot believe I missed it.

Is this an unusual commission for you?

I mean, not working in your own studio.

Unfamiliar surroundings and all.

Oh.

Yeah, I guess it's a little unusual.

But the style of the canvas requires it.

And as far as the surrounding, I am
enjoying it.

Totally.

I am very happy here with you.

You know.

Very happy.

Me too.

I feel really good right now.

Hello, Kara.

Hey, Michael.

Hello, Mr. Vance. Wonderful to see you.
Nice seeing you.

Wonderful job. I'm so pleased with your
work. The painting is magnificent.

Oh, thank you, sir.

Yeah, I can still see that those...

Deep feelings of love and passion still
exist for her.

Well... You know those feelings deep
within the soul.

Yeah, it's all there on the canvas.

That's my Kara.

Well, she was an aspiration to paint.

Well, this painting represents a great
hope for me, Michael.

Tell a performance.

Yes, sir.

And, uh... Here is your check.

You earned...

All of it.

Thank you, sir.

But I must tell you that I cannot allow
this picture to be exhibited.

I mean, it's a masterpiece, but... Well,
it's so very personal for me.

I feel it's the best work I've ever done
so far.

You don't mind it not being exhibited,
do you?

It is exhibited.

In your own home.

Where it should be.

Well, Mr. Ben, it's been a real
pleasure.

May I have a couple of words with Kara
to say goodbye?

Yes, of course.

A performance?

Merde.

And it was never a question of money.

Like I said, I had seen her before at
the galleries.

She was always with him, but I loved
Cara.

The moment I saw her. And now, I love
her more than I ever thought possible.

This job was a dream.

I will see her again.

That's for sure.

Thank you.