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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!