All language subtitles for firestorm_full_xxx

I was born lonely, wandering wild,

blind in the sunlight, lost by the

sea, dreaming of shelter, never a

child in a desert of power.

Holding reflection.

No one has seen.

Like a mountain.

So what's new?

You gotta tell me, don't you?

So do.

It's about Claire.

What about Claire?

Something happen?

Yes, she did.

No.

No.

She took her stuff and booked out of
here.

Just you and me, kid.

Is that it?

I don't know how I ended up here.

We were alike, Liza and I.

We wanted what we wanted. Cut.

Okay, roll.

Rolling.

They say you don't miss what you never
had.

But all three of us learned how to walk
that line by the time we met.

Liza, running loose in those honky -tonk
dives.

Salty as a bitch in heat, going nutty on
the scent.

Looking for somebody.

Me and Liza, we did okay.

We did okay for ourselves.

But did we do it for Claire?

I mean, I used to look at her.

I used to think what she really wants
has got nothing to do

with either one of us.

She wants the sun.

started the phone.

Yes, Miss Belfort, I know who you are.

Alcyon Oil. I read about that.

Yeah, well, your life story would make a
fascinating project, but I... Is that

in cash?

Is that in advance?

Well, that sounds very fair.

Mrs. Balcourt, can I ask you how you
heard of my work?

Oh, yeah.

I remember Elise Paul.

Oh, thank you.

Chin -chin.

Jesus. You know what I like? What?

I'm not fucking a big cock.

Just hold it there like that.

Tell me you love it.

I just love fucking you, big cock.

Yeah.

Elise.

Don't you think we ought to start
working on the book again?

No.

Elise.

Elise. Oh, man.

No chance of her visiting you, is there?

Yeah. Capri, huh?

Well, listen, it sounds like a real
sweet ticket.

I mean, I'd be glad to help you with
your book, Mrs. Alcord.

How soon do you want me?

Kenneth, darling, you must call me
Magda.

Magda.

Would you like to record now?

Start anywhere you like.

Oh, well, I thought I'd start with my
birth.

Whatever seems meaningful.

We can always backtrack.

All right.

Let's see.

Well, I just don't quite know how to get
it off the ground.

Would you like me to ask you deep
questions?

Probing questions?

Oh, yes.

Oh, damn. There they go.

This is what she does to repay me.

Oh, I was referring to Barbara and my
daughter and my husband.

Your daughter? You hardly seem old
enough. Which one?

She's the one in black.

Outstanding.

Oh, hot.

Must be the rum.

Magda.

Maggie.

Collaborations like ours can be very
rewarding for both parties.

I'm going to turn you inside out. Don't
you worry.

I'll bet you've got a lot of surprises.

Should you need anything or want
anything in the middle of the night,

My room is just around the corner.

First door on the right.

Mr. Belcourt.

Yes, well, thanks, and nighty -night.

Mother?

Oh, thank you.

Mother?

Mommy, come see the dress we got for the
party. I'll be right there, darling.

Well, I'm sure you can tuck yourself in.

Too quiet.

The moonlight played games in my
memories.

And the woman made me nervous as hell.

But Claire.

There was something about her I couldn't
place.

Something that wouldn't leave me alone.

I needed a drink.

I wanted to be surrounded by sad drunks
and drifters like myself.

I can't stand it.

Yeah, sure.

Some things never change.

The minute I saw Liza, I knew there was
going to be trouble.

She had flash.

You know what I mean? Flash.

Great tits and her asshole.

Yeah,

looking at her in that bar, I was right
back in San Francisco.

you still have time to change your mind
no do it i want you to

Okay.

Ugh.

Eliza! I, uh... I stole my book.

That's why I came home.

She can't leave his grandma!

Long

time,

Liza.

Got to suck some ass.

Of course you always did.

Thanks.

Let's go looking for the right tenant.

Buy me a drink?

You got it.

Jack Rose, right?

That's under rocks.

Times change.

You look older.

All the bars and all the towns in the
world, I had to pick this one to walk

into.

Four -handed studs still your game?

Good morning.

What time is it anyway?

Oh, I think it's about noon.

Oh, fuck.

What's the matter?

You late for something?

I gotta be at Belcourt's.

You're gonna fuck her, aren't you?

That rich bitch.

You jealous?

Me? Jealous?

That was your scene, remember?

Oh.

How could I forget?

Cunt.

You're dripping with compassion, you
know that?

You're just dripping with it.

You'd like to believe I'm dripping,
wouldn't you, baby?

You're gonna fuck her, aren't you?

I'll tell you what.

She's having a party tonight.

You come as my date. Check her out. Give
her the once -over, you know? And if

you say go... You are, aren't you?

Oh, God.

Well, you know, I really don't know that
she wants me to.

I mean, she's really telling me her life
story.

With hand gestures.

Is anything wrong, ma 'am? We had a
recording session and you didn't open

clock. I can't stand it. Look at my
nerves. I had to sleep. Mr. Cushing went

late last night, ma 'am. He hasn't
returned yet.

That bastard.

Ebony, get my bag. We're going to
Southport.

I want to shop.

Those people are absolutely draining my
energy.

Miss Clare, your mother wants me to take
her out.

Shall I... Shall I call Miss Barber to
come?

Of course you will.

Can I get you anything?

Very good. Very good.

Goodbye, now.

Evan! I want you this instant!

Evan! I want you.

Yeah? I want you right now.

What?

In spite of the rich bitch?

Hey, she's got great balconies, you
know.

You bastard.

You'd never have the guts to do it.

You know, I know a way.

We can find out all about her.

Hey. Right now.

What?

Make a dirty phone call?

You know the number?

Mm -hmm.

Let her know what you can do.

She doesn't like it.

Denying it.

I don't know.

You know, when I start to say things,
I'm going to... Come on, Kenny.

Do it.

I'll do anything you want.

I'll have my pussy against your cock.

Easy. Do it.

Do it. I'm going to do it right now.

Hello?

Hello, Balcourt residence.

Hello?

I don't think it's Mrs. Balcourt.

Kenny, I don't care. Talk to anybody.

Don't stop, Kenny.

My cock has rock hard for you, baby.

Long and hard.

I'm rubbing my hard cock right now.

I think you have the wrong number.

What number were you calling?

I want to lick your pussy and make it
worse.

I haven't got a cat.

Who are you calling?

I'm talking to you, baby.

I want to show you my hard cock.

And I want to lick your pussy.

I don't have a cat, and I can't look at
you, Rooster, even if you bring it over.

I'm blind.

Hello?

Where is it?

Mr.

Balfour. Eric. Good afternoon, sir.

My daughter home? Miss Clare and Miss
Barbara are on the beach.

Mrs. Balfour is upstairs waiting for Mr.
Cushing to return.

Who?

Mr. Cushing, sir. Kenneth Cushing, the
author.

Oh, yeah.

What did he write?

I believe he wrote the autobiography of
that film star, the one who died.

Well, she was still alive, of course.

That's what I think.

Why?

Why what, sir?

Why do you think so?

Because he told me so.

He's a ghostwriter.

He's a hustler.

Any calls?

Yes.

Mr. Asit called.

He said you were expecting him this
evening, but he's not on my guest list.

And, uh, yes.

He said to be sure and keep his split
pool until he got here.

Does that mean I have to bring up more
champagne, sir?

No, that won't be necessary.

You know, it'll do Mac the good to have
a new project.

Interesting woman, my wife.

Would you say so, Evan?

Uh, Mr.

Balcourt, I've got things to attend to
in the kitchen. If you'll excuse me,

please.

Should I, Mom? Go ahead, Tony.

Yay!

Thanks. Happy birthday to you.

Happy birthday to you.

Happy birthday.

Happy birthday!

Come

on,

Dad.

Took you long enough to get here. I was
right outside at the time.

I watched you come in.

I saw them put Mr. Balcourt to bed. It
was easy.

I was hiding.

You really hate me, don't you?

You're a pig.

But I knew you wanted me anyway.

My poor little Claire. I'm saving her
from you.

You seduce women with those dirty little
eyes of yours.

Poor little baby.

How old are you, Lewis?

Old enough.

I bet you're a virgin, too.

Aren't you, Lewis?

Shit.

Oh, you animal.

Yes. Oh, yes.

Don't come back here ever.

No. I can find my own way out.

How long have you been standing there?

Did your father send you to spy on me?

Let's go in the house.

Please, Lee. Not here.

Please. Here, where anybody can see.
Where's Magda?

Waiting for her.

Literary. She's a fool.

If she could see you like this, she'd
never let you out of her sleep.

Thank you.

Uh...

Bye.

Table scraps.

Shit.

Claire.

What'd you find?

Let's see.

Barbara, do you think I'm sexy?

Have you met Laura before?

Fantastic.

Great party.

Thank you. I'm so glad you're enjoying
it. Listen, be sure to have me introduce

you to my author before you leave, okay?

All right. All right. Great.

Thanks.

Then would you give it half the chance?

You seem determined to impress us with
your cynicism, Mr. Cushing. Oh, no.

Irene, you misunderstand him.

Kenneth was extremely sensitive.

Excuse me.

It's me, Liza.

I wanted to say you don't know me. I
just wanted to say I'm sorry about...

happy to meet you. I'm Claire Balcourt.
Are you enjoying my mother's party?

Oh, I like the music.

I came with an old friend.

Do you mean Mother's Author?

Have you met him yet?

No, no, not yet.

Look, I didn't come over here to make
small talk.

There's something I've got to tell you.

Okay, thank you.

Yes, briefly.

Can we talk somewhere private?

I want to apologize to you.

I haven't had the pleasure of meeting
your daughter.

No, she's not able to get around like
most young people. Poor thing.

Well, how about introducing me?

Yes, in a moment. In a moment.

Having fun, baby?

Hi, Daddy.

Daddy, do you know Liza?

Yes, and I'm fascinated.

Liza, would you like a drink?

Well, actually, I, uh... Sweetie, you
don't mind if I take Liza away from

myself, do you? Well, Liza, will you
come back tomorrow and we'll have lunch

go for a picnic?

Okay?

What do you think of her?

Well, she's quite pretty.

In fact, she's very pretty, but sort of,
how shall I say?

In a common sort of way?

That's it exactly.

So you're the date of the great American
novelist, hmm?

Yeah. How do you like him so far?

You two shacking up?

You're not living with her, are you?

Hmm?

Claire, darling, somebody wants to meet
you. This is Mr.

Kenneth Cushing. He's our guest of
honor.

He's the altar who's going to do me.

Miss Belcourt.

Oh, you can call me Claire.

Excuse me.

Now, miss, what's your ethnic
background?

I don't know.

You know, like Polynesian?

Irish?

You know, I've been watching you.

I know you've been watching me. You
know, I have a big house. Why don't, uh,

me show you part of it?

Uh, some other time, maybe.

Hi, Mrs. Balfour. Please, darling.

I think I'll go mingle.

You're humiliating me. I'm not
humiliating you. You're always

It's me.

I will not. I will not. I will not.

I'll call it.

You got me.

Look, I'm a little short of cash.

I can give you 60 grand here. I'll give
you the rest of it.

There is day.

Go away! Get out of there. Sit down.

You're going to put the move on her,
aren't you?

Huh? I'm telling you.

Oh, yeah?

I'm going to tell everybody there is to
know. Hell, you are. That I am, you son

of a bitch.

Get in there.

Listen,

you clear this deal for me, and I'll
walk you out of town on the yellow line.

You understand?

Why don't you terrify me instead of
hitting on some blind virgin?

Leave it.

Sit there.

Get back in here.

Listen to me.

I'm not hitting on any blind virgin.
You're worried about my cock or your

Which is it?

Your nipples are getting hard.

They belong to me, you prick. You always
have.

Just look at that. You're dripping wet.

That's pretty impressive in a girl who's
never had an orgasm before.

You still don't like it in the ass, do
you?

It's nice.

It's good and tight.

Oh, I see it.

It's nice.

Oh, baby.

Oh, God. Oh,

no, I do, bitch.

Give it to me, Kenny. Come on.

Come on.

Barbara, are you upstairs?

Okay.

Do it, Kimmy.

Do it.

I'll make you come to it.

I can smell your perfume.

Don't leave me.

You dropped something.

A book?

Mom.

Oh.

Yeah.

You don't win, Kenny.

I'm not walking away this time.

The au pair girl, Barbara, was a
thoroughly professional thief.

Funny thing was, she left a farewell
message on my tape.

Go.

Nobody knows me.

I make sure of that.

But they think they do.

And that has juices like everything
else.

My daddy was a master thief.

He died in prison, taking a fall for
Lee.

I was just 16.

I came right to Lee to settle up.

They owe us, see.

They offered me a job.

Sort of a therapist.

For Claire?

Claire had a trauma.

She can't see.

I mean, her eyes are okay.

But her brain, like, rejects the images.

I guess she's already seen enough.

I can relate to that.

So anyway, after I signed on...

Old Lee took me under his arm.

Wing.

I gotta say, he taught me things I never
learned from my dad.

My lawyer's got it all.

Pictures, tapes, little cum -stained
love notes.

It's my insurance.

Maybe you think I'm not nice.

Well, I don't think you're nice either.

Getting ready to shove your cock in
where it'll get you a pass.

Gonna give you a little tip.

Want to know one good reason why you
can't buy a rubber in the good old USA

without taking out a loan?

Check out the account book.

Lee's account book.

He's a legend.

I'm going to move my ass out of here.

Bye -bye, schmuck.

I didn't even know she liked me.

You never know.

Anyway, her departure was one of those
chance events that... I wanted to be

you. I want you, Kenny.

I know, Maggie.

I want you, too.

That's a different story, isn't it?

Oh, my God, Jim.

Ready, Mr. Scott?

We'll be there. We'll be there.

She's still there. Come along.

She's still there.

She's still there.

She's still there. She's still there.
She's still there.

She's still there. She's still there.

She's still there.

She's still there.

Let's go.

Claire,

darling.

Bye -bye.

Bye -bye.

I want to get to know you.

I'm glad.

Has anybody ever told you before that
you're beautiful?

No. I couldn't find the words to
describe you.

Thank you.

Good morning, Liza.

Hi, Beth.

Oh, you know each other?

your boyfriend no i don't think so he
was a long time ago it was a long time

ago daddy sent him away i think i can't
remember

it was before mother said he was going
to

exploit me his name was lewis

Please, get another shot. Thanks.

What were you going to tell me at the
party?

Oh, it was nothing really.

Just something that a friend of mine and
I once did.

To someone that we both liked a lot.

What was it you did?

It was really nothing.

Make yourself at home.

You want a Coke?

Sure.

So,

what were we talking about?

Here you go. Thank you.

You know, Pam, maybe you guys can get
back together again.

Eliza, why did you break up?

Well, I, uh... I had some sexual
problems.

I guess it's kind of crazy, but I
figured I could work it out in my own

See, I just, uh... Well, I never, um...
Didn't he help you?

Oh, yeah.

Right out of town on a Greyhound bus.

He's a peach that way, you know?

You must have broken your heart.

I'm sorry I made you feel bad.

Liza, tell me about the phone call.

It's okay.

I knew from what you said and I figured
it out when I spoke to

him at the party.

Get it all wet.

I bet I was awful on the telephone.

I hope I didn't disappoint you. Baby,
you were beautiful.

You drove him crazy.

Do you like to touch yourself?

Claire, do you know what you look like
right now?

I don't look like anything.

Tell that to Kenny.

He says your name in his sleep.

He does?

That hurts you, doesn't it?

Your body looks like seashells.

Pink seashells.

I locked the door.

I love him so much.

Do you know what I'm going to do right
now?

I don't know.

I'm afraid.

You're not afraid.

Touch yourself.

You want to, don't you?

Don't you?

You're wet between your legs.

You want to show me.

Let me see.

You want me to see.

Are you going to touch me?

Give me your hands.

It feels cold.

Think about his hard cocking you put me.

rain today.

Hi.

I'm going back to my place.

I'll call you.

You stay here, okay?

What's the matter?

You love her, don't you?

Liza.

It's alright.

I understand.

I can't explain it.

I mean, I don't want you to leave.

I want to lie down.

I want you to see me.

Maybe we should talk.

I know what I'm doing.

You feel so warm.

I love the way you breathe

Are

you sure?

I want you You're so beautiful

Put me on the bed.

What are you doing?

Evan, you don't suppose they've gone to
bed already, do you? It's so early.

Evan!

Evan!

Evan! Yes, sir.

Where are the suitcases?

Oh, here.

Come on, get in the house. What's the
matter with you?

Oh, Kitty, I love you.

You know, it's such a nice house, don't
you think?

Mrs. Balcourt asks that I give you this,
sir. Oh?

She feels it should be sufficient to
cover any expenses you may have had, as

well as your other services.

Mrs. Balcourt also says she wishes never
to lay eyes on you again, and should

you write one word about her or anyone
connected with her, she'll sue your

off.

Back already.

Oh, Maggie.

Don't call me that, please.

Nice dress.

Lavender becomes you.

Come to pick up your lost lamb?

If you mean my daughter, what she has to
choose is to disgrace herself is no

concern of mine.

She's always been very promiscuous.

We know.

Or did you know?

But, of course, you don't care.

Where is she?

She and Eliza went out to listen to some
music.

Care to wait?

No, actually, it was you I came to see.
May I sit?

Go ahead.

Want a beer?

Well, I hate to be so indelicate, but
what do you want?

Please don't be obtuse.

I paid a great deal of money for certain
skills that I'm told you possess.

Like one might pay for a dog or a
racehorse.

And I intend to get my money's worth.

You want to get fucked.

Is that it?

You see, you can be direct when you want
to be.

Why didn't you just say so?

I'll give you a fucking that you won't
forget.

Peel down.

Right here?

Now?

Yeah. I won't be back for hours.

Come on, take off your dress.

Do it.

Aren't you going to get undressed?

Not yet.

You look like a woman who needs a lot of
foreplay.

Right?

Mm.

Now I want you to play with yourself.

One more thing.

Close your eyes.

Good.

Now tell me, you want me to fuck you?

Oh, yes, yes.

Fuck me.

Magda, tell me.

Say my name.

Say, Kenny, I want you to fuck me.

Oh, Kenny, I want you to fuck me.

Oh,

yes, I do.

Oh,

Kenneth, I want you to fuck me.

Oh, he's fucking me harder.

Open your eyes. Look at me.

You ready for a real fucking? Oh, yeah.

Okay.

Here it is.

Oh, my God. That's right.

A copy of old Lee's ledger.

Kickbacks, padded receipts and all.

You fuck!

See? What did I tell you?

What do you want?

Oh, fame, freedom.

My own Learjet.

Half the oil stock.

Hot, Bill. What? Oh, come on, Maggie.

You can pull it off.

Besides, your ass is on the line.

You've got a long history of pulling it
off with old Lee. All you have to do is

just lean on him a little.

I'll talk to you.

I'll talk to you.

And if I don't hear that you're glad to
hear from me, I'll talk to my publisher.

And he'll open up that little manila
envelope, and he'll talk to the

Post, New York Times, and...

That's not enough.

Oh, Kenny, I want you to fuck me.

Oh, yes.

Oh, Kenneth, I want you to fuck me.

All right. All right.

Please don't watch me while I'm
dressing. Mine is perfect.

Flattery would actually help with it.

I didn't try to stop her.

So we came to the Big Apple, Eliza and
I.

And the money came.

Lee's money.

It came so easy.

One firestorm is enough for any man's
life.

I lived through mine.

And it burned.

It burned.

Against the sea and the white sky, it
burned.

The image of the girl.

I loved her.

Wherever she is, I love her still.

like a mirror chill and three heart

like a river frozen in time

holding reflection no one

Yes ma 'am!