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(eerie music)

Wake up, little red riding hood.

It's time to play.

My, what big eyes you have.

(muffled screaming)

You really should calm down.

We've got a long night ahead of us.

(whining)

(sobbing)

Help, somebody please help me!

[Masked Man] That's more like it.

Is that all you got?

What's going on?

Please just let me go!

You have to let me go!

I have to let you go?

I don't think you understand how this works.

I'm in control, not you.

The sooner you learn that,

the more fun you'll have.

Okay, I'm sorry!

You don't remember?

No, I mean...

I was with a guy, was it you?

[David] You're little red hiding hood,

I must be big bad wolf.

Maybe you're the traveling salesman

and I'm the farmer's wife.

Ready for your lesson?

I can't believe you haven't played before.

Does ping pong count?

(laughs) No, that's a totally different game.

You know how to score.

You know I could ask the

very same thing of you.

Didn't we just meet?

I mean do you know how to keep score.

Oh, how to keep score.

All tied up.

Tell me more.

Love love.

What did you just say?

I said love love.

What did you mean?

In Tennis.

Sabina, love means nothing.

Not to me it doesn't, mister.

You read my ads, right?

Like zero, the score

starts out zero zero, love love.

I read your ads and e-mails, you're safe with me.

Okay, you got me.

(laughs) Advantage me.

I hope you hit one over the net.

Like all men, just using love to score.

Okay, so what I want you to do

is I'm gonna check your grip,

your thumb is a little too close, go like that.

Take your finger, should be right like that.

And a tight, but not too tight grip.

Nice!

Wow!

Aw, beautiful.

(laughing)

Oh nice!

Thanks for being gentle

with me my first time.

Did pretty good for being a virgin.

Hope you like red wine.

It's my favorite, I love it.

[David] I hear it's to die for.

To beginnings.

To fantasies.

(laughs) Wow, you get right to it.

And not just those kind of fantasies,

there's other kinds of fantasies.

Like what?

Well you wanna tell me those kind

of fantasies, I'm all ears.

Stop, stop.

Okay okay, to dreams.

And not just the kind you sleep through.

Parlez-vous français?

Huh?

The French toast like this.

(speaking French) to your dreams.

Nice.

Well it is French wine.

To your dreams.

Drink up.

Down in one.

(laughs)

Do we know each other from someplace?

I don't think so.

The longer I stare at your face

the more it seems familiar.

Maybe I just have one those faces,

or maybe you're beginning to like me.

You okay?

Just go with the feeling.

No wait, I...

Some more wine. I don't feel so...

No.

No, it'll calm you down.

You're not this drunk.

You did something.

No, it's just really good wine.

Get help, please please!

No no no no.

I'm going home.

I have a lot of plans.

We have a lot of things to do.

But I'm going home.

Let me call.

No, I'll do it on my own.

Now give it to me.

No!

No, I'll do it myself!

No, no, stop!

Give me it.

Give me the phone.

Dropped call.

Sabina?

Not gonna get very far.

Sabina?!

Sabina, no.

Game, set...

Match.

(dramatic music)

(groggy) Where am I?

Where you off too, little red riding hood?

(phone rings)

Yeah, I'm on my way.

Gonna be one hell of a party.

To dreams.

I know how much you wanted this.

(sobbing)

I don't want this.

Please, please just let me go.

Oh no, I've got your number now.

You're into this.

What do you want?

Oh, is this what you want?

I hope you like playing with a little (mumble).

A little danger to add to the excitement.

(sobbing) No!

No!

I'll never say it!

I think I know how to loosen your tongue.

[Sabina] What do you mean?

When I was a kid, there was

a sign at the local jewelry store.

Pain free piercing, $10.

God, no, please!

With pain, 15.

God, no, please!

I'll do anything!

[Masked Man] The problem with most

piercings is they don't get to the meat!

(screaming)

This is a promise ring.

A promise you paid.

If it's too much for you, just say the safe word.

(buzzing)

It's an old joke.

It's making the rounds again.

A traveling salesman, yeah, that's

how old a joke it is, he stops by

to entertain a farmer's wife and they

have their fun and fall asleep

but when he wakes up he's

tied to a table in the barn and

his private parts are locked in a vice

and the farmer is there sharpening a knife

and the salesman says oh my God,

you're not gonna cut it off, are you?

The farmer says...

No, I'm setting fire to the barn

and you're gonna cut it off. and you're gonna cut it off.

Oh, so you know my joke.

But why?

Why would you tell me that joke?

Oh, I'm sorry, did it upset you?

Jokes aren't exactly the

kind of thing you come to therapy for.

Well then let me ask, why did you come here?

It's...

It's been three years since I --

Since you fell in love.

You can tell?

Yeah, it's like I can't love anymore.

How could someone forget how to...

[Therapist] I have to warn you...

It's gonna hurt to discover why

this happened to you and me.

Thing that will hurt more is healing this wound.

Are you ready to do that?

Uh uh uh, you don't

get off that easily, I'm just getting started.

No, stop.

[Masked Man] Tell me you love this.

I can't...

[Masked Man] Say it!

I can't!

(buzzing)

[Therapist] People, men, women...

Love, relationships, sexuality.

They're all formed in trauma.

We spend our lives reliving and trying

to master that same trauma.

But your trauma was much more severe.

I'm seeking out...

[Therapist] Abusive men.

Men who force you.

Oh maybe they don't rape you.

Can't make you do things you don't want.

You don't wanna be with these men,

and yet you're seeking them out

to try to master the trauma, the time

a man forced you to do what you didn't want.

That's why you've come to me.

You're not done 'till I say we're done.

You won't win this.

Oh, a challenge!

I guess it's time for the gloves to come off.

It's me you're gonna remember.

(dramatic music)

(grunting)

(screaming)

[Masked Man] Crazy bitch!

(groaning)

(screaming)

(music intensifies)

(eerie music)

(sobbing)

So this traveling salesman stops off

along the way to get in on the farmer's wife.

Heard this one?

No, no!

What the hell?!

The hell do you think you're doing?!

I'm sorry, I didn't know how to stop you.

Please, I need your help.

Are you okay?

I just escaped out of this house.

I was kidnapped, do you have a phone?

What the fuck are you talking about?

Please, there was a house.

A man took me there.

I need your help.

Please!

Come here, come here, baby.

Come here, baby girl.

Come here.

Come here, look at me, shhh.

I'm Bernardetta.

What's your name?

Sabina.

That's a pretty name.

Okay, Sabina, that's Shane.

Over there's Pierce.

Listen babe, the phones don't work out here.

Okay, okay, shh, it's gonna be

okay, we're here.

Can you give me a ride?

[Pierce] Where do you wanna go?

Anywhere, I'm in the middle of nowhere.

Back to town, I need the police.

There's not many houses out this way.

Pretty isolated, how'd you get out here in the first place?

I met this guy online, we had our first date today.

If it's the same day.

You know babe, it's not really

safe to meet men you don't

know in the middle of nowhere.

We didn't meet in the middle of nowhere!

I met him in town.

We played Tennis, had some wine

and I think he drugged me.

Please...

Does this man have a name?

You don't believe me.

[Bernardetta] No no no, babe, okay, breathe.

He had a name and it's David.

He held me against my will and

I need the police, can we please just go?

Please help me, I'm begging you please!

Yeah, sure.

We could take her somewhere.

Come on, come on.

Everything's okay, just go in here.

(dramatic music)

Traditional therapy works for some.

But not everyone.

There are some more radical,

controversial methods of treatment.

That's what they call my method of treatment.

What's your success rate?

High.

So the farmer's there sharpening a knife --

Pierce.

Feeling better, sweetie?

I don't know if I'll ever feel better.

He tried to hurt me.

I understand.

Men can be rough.

They can do horrible things.

Ain't that a bitch?

Women...

Are gentler.

They listen.

Treat each other as equals.

And they know when to stop.

Oh, you found our bag of tricks.

Take a look, maybe you'll

find something you like.

It's okay.

So what's this David guy look like?

I don't know, he was wearing a mask.

A mask, is that part of some fun?

No.

He was trying to kill me.

[Pierce] Did he have a weapon?

Does that even matter?

She said he tried to threaten her,

I just wanna know how.

Lots of stuff I don't remember.

Like what, like a gun?

He tied her up and was wearing a mask.

Isn't that enough?

I guess.

I might have killed him.

You killed him?

Choked him.

He wasn't moving.

I didn't have a choice.

Whatever you say there, Sabina.

Really!

It's okay, we get it.

Is that your blood or his?

Oh God, yeah.

He did this.

And told me it was a promise ring.

Shit, girl, all the cool kids are doing it.

Yeah, but I didn't sign on for this.

I had to rip the chain out to escape.

[Bernardetta] Let me see.

No, you're fine, the chain broke, but not your skin.

It'll heal, just like your little heart.

I had mine done by this...

Shaman I guess you could call him.

He told me that I was injured inside.

When the piercing healed, I wouldn't

feel any pain either.

He's a fucking genius!

I mean, it's such a fine line.

Pain and pleasure.

The French call the orgasm un petite mort.

The little death.

I have to say, I'm a little jealous.

I mean to fuck a man while you're killing him?

Oh God, I could really get into that.

Cumming while he's going.

Harder and faster and harder and faster,

penetrating him while he's

penetrating you. Pull over!

I'm gonna be sick!

[Bernardetta] Oh God!

Jesus Christ!

We were just stopped. Really get into that.

Pull over!

Pull the car over!

Fuck!

(coughing)

We're not helping.

Maybe nobody can help her.

You just gotta get to (mumble) yourself,

you know what I mean?

You always feel that way, Pierce.

Sad and lonely.

You know why.

Yes.

I feel for you.

Go back.

Go back up the road.

Why?

You can't trust them.

Why not?

I mean I might wanna call all this off.

You know what I mean?

You know?

I'll go to the party if there's a phone.

Can we get the fuck on

the road now, people?!

Come on, guys!

Call what off?

What's he talking about?

[Bernardetta] Nothing, get in the car.

[Pierce] Up in the car, sweetheart.

[Bernardetta] Party time.

(car revs)

And so the farmer says I'm

gonna set fire to the barn,

you're going to cut it off!

(laughing)

[Voiceover] Oh you're so sexy when you...

[Voiceover] How delightful!

[Pierce] This way, little lady.

You really planned this well, Sabina.

She didn't sign on for this.

You're not being fair to her.

She was out there looking for exactly this.

What?

Bro, you're blind, man.

What, she ripped off her nipple ring

and the metal broke?

Well the chain.

The chain?

Not in a million years.

She's one of us.

Don't say that, she's a sweet girl.

A sweet girl?

You see how she went straight into the party?

You see how she wanted a ride straight here?

You saw how she was dressed.

Come on, she knew exactly

what she was signing on for.

Okay, what if you're wrong?

if I'm wrong, well then she

can say the safe word.

What if she doesn't know it?

(chuckles)

Even better.

(giggling)

The girls are waiting for you.

Any fresh meat?

Straight, but not so narrow?

Looks like you brought some of your own.

They call me The Hostess of the evening.

I, I, just need to use the phone.

(giggling)

[Bernardetta] Party on, ladies.

(techno music)

Okay, everybody in?

Now the party can begin!

Woo! (cheering)

Sorry, (mumble) no cell phones allowed.

Not since they became camera phones.

Now you wanna play my game?

On my street?

[Voiceover] Hi, baby!

Well you gotta twist my way.

[Voiceover] Discretion is the (mumble).

Hey!

Ahhhh! (growling)

(cheering)

Ms. Sabina, do you wanna play?

Ooooh, feisty.

Come on, you know you wanna try.

Come on, have a taste.

It's coming whether you want it or not.

(laughing)

I'm gonna get you, Ms. Sabina.

I know you wanna try.

(music distorts)

Okay man, keymaster, give.

Dude, I'm not gonna get fucked up.

Isn't that the point?

Tell you what, I'm gonna go

find that little chickadee, and if

she doesn't know the safe word,

we can do whatever we want, she can

scream as loud as she wants, and guess what?

They're just gonna cheer us on.

(laughing)

(dramatic music)

Hey, it says reserved.

Can't you read?

(moaning)

(laughing)

Are you next?

(moaning)

Let's go.

I need help.

I'll help you, I have the car keys.

What about your friends?

They're nobody's friends, come on.

Wait, I need help, the police!

I'm calling this off.

Calling what off?

This whole rape fantasy thing.

Wait, what, why would you even --

Because I love --

Stop, let's just go, okay?

[Pierce] Go where?

Time to pay for that ride, sweetie.

What's he talking about?

She knows what I'm

talking about, so does he.

Shane, please.

I was just bringing her to you, Pierce.

All right.

(screaming)

(sobbing)

Please, someone help me!

Please help me!

Please!

Please please help me please!

What's wrong with you?!

What do you want from me?!

[Therapist] Sabina?

Doctor.

Sabina!

I didn't expect to see you here.

Please...

Can you make them stop?

Please?

You have to help yourself.

I can't, how am I supposed to?

Just...

Say it.

Say what?

Say the safe word.

I don't know it, what are you talking about?

Safe word.

Safe word.

(chanting in unison) Safe word, safe word...

I wasn't invited!

I wasn't supposed to be here!

(screaming)

High theater, it's art and all these

scenarios that (mumble) make you

conquer your fears and...

Control them, and feel safe.

How do you control it?

Make it safe?

[Therapy] Ah, have you ever heard of a safe word?

No.

It's a word or a phrase, I prefer a phrase,

so it won't be mixed up with a grunt or a moan.

Safe word.

Yes, this gives you the ultimate control,

this lets you keep it safe, you say it

and everything stops.

(chanting in unison) Safe word, safe word,

safe word, safe word, safe word, safe word

safe word, safe word, safe word, safe word,

safe word, safe word, safe word...

[Therapist] Get her!

(laughing)

Help me!

Please (mumble)!

Let me go, let me go!

(shrieking)

I think it's time for your big performance.

You know what, I prefer a little struggle!

Looks like we gonna have us

a fun time after all!

No!

[Pierce] Woo hoo hoo!

Woo hoo, yeah, my turn, come on!

(sobbing)

(laughing)

Please stop him.

You know I can't.

This happened to me before.

I've never been the same.

Oh boo hoo hoo, and I

had an auntie who touched me,

you wanna see where?

(laughing)

[Shane] And if she does, he'll kill me.

Wait!

Let us girls go first.

Ladies first?

It's only polite.

[Bernardetta] Let her go.

I've never been with a girl before.

Aw...

But I've always been curious.

Well I'm not just any girl.

I like it rough.

Isn't that right, boys?

(mumbling)

(dramatic music)

(groaning)

Taste so fresh.

You wanted this, Ms. Sabina.

You wanted it like this, didn't you?

(gagging)

(grunting)

Forget your safe word now?

Forget it, huh?!

Let's go!

Fucker!

Get up!

What if you can't say the safe word, huh?

(clapping)

But there is someone in your

life right now, isn't there?

You know there is.

So sweet.

Patient.

I love...

Love that he loves me and I want to.

Want to love him.

But every time he touches me

a certain way, or even just kisses me,

I see (mumble).

[Therapist] And you see the other man's face?

Every man that I'm with has his face.

(clapping)

How do I get out?!

(dramatic music)

Welcome back!

Whatever you're planning on doing,

I'll break your fucking arm if I want!

Your choice.

(sobbing) Please help!

Lady, do not fuck with me!

I am not a person to be fucked with!

I am not...

A person...

To be fucked with!

(screaming)

I'm not your sub and I'm no switch.

(mumbles) It's not who I am!

[Sabina] I'm sorry!

Sorry's not good enough.

(mumbles) my party?

The address (mumbles).

Sounds like fun.

It wasn't.

But it could be.

(gasps)

You're not him.

Who?

My date from last night.

A lot's changed since last night.

Is that what you do?

[Masked Man] What?

He meets me, charms me, drugs me

and brings me here for you!

[Masked Man] Put it on!

I know you.

Where do I know you from?

From work?

Have you been following me?

Where the fuck (mumble)?!

[Masked Man] That's it!

Get dressed, you're going out tonight.

Sniff.

(dramatic music)

Come on.

We're going to a party.

We're going to mingle and meet some people.

Get to know them.

(gagging)

Heel!

Tell me you like this.

I like this.

Tell me...

You love me.

No.

Then come on.

I may be a sadist, but I play by the rules,

and mace was not in the script,

now play nice.

The lady in the steps really looks dead.

These people aren't playing.

I love you.

Really?

Yes, tell everyone.

Please, someone help me,

I don't belong here.

Stop it.

She's making it all up.

Where you going?

Are you leaving because of her?

Look, all this was her idea!

She came onto me, I...

I was just playing along!

Fine, leave!

Three little words...

My party, where did everybody go?!

The party's over, it's time to call it a day.

[Masked Man] Who the hell are you?

I'm her doctor.

No need to tell me what you are.

Run into a lot of your type in my line of work,

I try to steer clear of the victimizers,

work only with the victims.

It's just so hard to tell the difference.

Asshole.

This being our last chance, now

you know who he is?

Or maybe you're staying

because you know what he is.

Good for you, brave girl.

Well you're a lovely couple

and I hope it works out.

Three little words, she told me...

You ruined my party.

This has gone too far, he's pushing way too hard.

Not hard enough.

Hey, (mumble) a real good licking.

Not with me here.

Where you going?

I'm gonna see if there's a

back door, or else I'm climbing out a window.

(dramatic music)

Lay off my bitch!

What the fuck?

That is my date.

You'll get her when I'm through.

Posted on some ad on the

internet about force play, I showed up,

I'm just pretending to be this guy

who supposedly forced himself on her.

That's not true!

There was no ad.

You crazy bitch!

You posted it, you --

Hey!

Why don't you just man up to it?

She never placed any ad.

You know, every pussy that I have

ever known that had a bad date

said that they wanted it.

Well guess what, they don't want it,

but we take it anyway.

I got something to show you.

She was my friend.

And I got a score to settle.

I get her first!

I want my due!

God!

No, no!

(sobbing)

I'm your worst nightmare, baby!

Guess what?

I didn't want it.

Every girl you ever had wanted it,

and the ad was mine!

You want this?

Is this what you crave?!

When you started (mumble)!

I (mumble) I was in control!

It is the same awful thing that he did to me.

Who are the men, perverts and scumbags,

who should survive, you or them,

the victim or the victimizer.

They did this to you.

[Sabina] It happened years ago.

At a party.

I started to feel wrong.

I went to my car to lie down.

And he came.

I tried to scream for help,

but no one would come.

Say you love me.

[Sabina] No one believed me.

All my friends they just thought I was drunk.

You're drunk.

[Voiceover] Drunk slut, drunk slut, drunk slut!

(chanting "drunk slut")

Told your rapist you love him.

And now every man you love.

A rapist.

[Therapist] That's why you can't love, Sabina.

How did you find me?

How did you know it was my ad?

I don't know who you are,

or what the fuck you're talking about.

It was you three years ago.

You forced me!

What?

You forced me to tell you I love you,

that was your mistake!

So you accuse some poor guy

three years ago, and now you're accusing me,

you seduce a man and then you accuse him.

You, it was you three years ago.

You have been watching me ever since

and now you think you've come to finish the job?

Put the knife down!

Put it down!

No!

Put it down.

Put it down.

Okay slim, you gonna help me?

Do not listen to him, he is

the one I have been telling you about!

Really?

All right, the time for games is over,

help me grab her.

Stay where you are!

You too.

All right, slim, you're in charge.

Shane, my name is Shane.

This has gone on long enough,

I'm calling the police.

The police, are you crazy?

Two people are dead!

Exactly, Shane.

Two people are dead.

And if you call the police,

two more are going to prison.

Guess which two.

Honest Officer, I just showed up

for the sex party, I didn't think

anybody was gonna get hurt!

I'll tell them that you thought it was all a game

and you were just trying to help.

Right, and she was gonna confess

to two murders, wise up!

She pins that on us.

Nice ink.

You get that in prison?

I have a friend with one just like it, got a bushido.

You sure this isn't a violation

of your parole being here?

[Shane] Put those on.

(chuckles) This is a bad idea.

[Shane] Just one wrist.

Now open the cupboard under the sink.

You're making a big mistake.

You're gonna end up just like

that guy on the floor.

[Shane] Just do it!

You're backing the wrong horse.

I just wanna talk to her alone.

Lock the other end around the pipe.

Let's go.

You were in prison?

We're not here to talk about me.

That's a prison tattoo.

You're the one going to prison,

you just killed two people.

You into fantasies, you'll love it in there.

I was drugged, kidnapped.

I didn't ask for any of this.

No, (mumble) innocent victim?

I don't understand what you

keep saying and meaning by the scene.

I went on a date, I had one glass of wine

and I woke up in that dungeon.

That's your story.

Open the door.

Get in.

Just gonna talk to him,

hear his side of the story.

[Sabina] Let me out!

So what's the verdict?

That you're a fucking psycho

and you drugged and raped that girl

and were maybe even gonna kill her.

Before you pass judgment,

may I present the defense?

You can try.

Take it easy, it's just a piece of paper.

May I present exhibit A.

[Shane] S.W.F. looking for total

submission experience to take

me on a date, drug my drink,

take me back to your dungeon to

degrade, torture, and have your way with me.

Escape to a big party, but everyone

thinks I'm drunk or stoned and

no one believes me or will help.

You humiliate me in front of everyone

and drag me off to finish the job.

I have dungeon, will arrange party.

You be brutal, show no mercy.

Until you hear the safe word.

You see?

This is all her fucked up fantasy.

And then she goes completely

psycho and starts killing people.

I'm gonna have to corroborate that.

I'll stay here.

What the hell is this?!

You bitch, you've been playing me the whole time!

I didn't...

Were you gonna tell me it's a fake?!

No, you wouldn't.

No.

It looks like you.

(mumble).

What the fuck?

It's my ad, I placed it.

You really are fucked up.

Yes, I am entirely fucked up.

You're something else!

You place an ad for a fantasy to

get over something that happened to you

and then the guy that answers

is the guy, the one?

How it sounds...

Come on, what are the odds?!

He found my ad and I guess

he wanted to finish the job.

I don't know who's more

fucked up, you or him.

I'm not the one with the prison tattoo.

We're not talking about me.

What is it for?

Oh, sex offender --

Shut up!

I was 19, she was 16.

My only girlfriend.

Her mom was snooping around her room

and found her journal.

And it was all in there.

We were in love.

Statutory rape, open and shut case.

I'm sorry.

Three years, three years of hell.

Me too, three years.

Three years ago!

I spent three years in hell!

We are the exact same, don't you see?

What are you talking about?

We're trying to take back

what they took from us!

No, you're full of shit.

You saw her ad!

She says you're gonna kill her.

[Masked Man] What should I do?

Call the cops?

Ugh, you must love prison food.

Stop it!

No one forced her, Shane!

You were another story.

Shane, I'm sorry.

Stop it.

[Masked Man] Look, you made

the mistake and told her!

We take care of this guy,

the girl, we bury them in the backyard, done.

What do we do with her?

I won't tell anyone, I swear.

Why don't we just go our separate ways?

I wish we could, but she took off my mask,

she saw my face.

She saw your face too, Shane!

She'll be looking at mug shots

and she's gonna find me and I'm

pretty sure she's gonna find you too, Shane!

Let's get this over with.

I'm sorry.

Wait!

Shane, he's done this before.

She'll never fuck you, Shane!

Do you really think I am

the first girl he has done this to?

Look at the box!

There's blood.

(dramatic music)

(gunshot)

(sobbing)

[Masked Man] Never fired a gun before.

(screaming)

There was a time...

When I wasn't safe.

No matter what I did, it...

Seemed better just to vanish.

From (mumble).

I chose Doug.

(soft piano music)

No, Sabina, Sabina!

(mumble)

One, two, three nights running.

Or as many times as you need.

We'll place the ad, we find a deserving victim.

[Sabina] What if...

What if he sees it?

What if he sees my ad, answers it,

what if he's been out there just...

Waiting and looking for me?

Change the rules.

(eerie music)

Foreplay over.

The question is what kind

of animal are you?

Me?

I choose to live.

Even if I am damaged forever.

What'll you choose?

Have you heard that joke?

A traveling salesman stops off along the way

and fucks a farmer's wife.

After, he wakes up in a dark

and mysterious space.

And his junk is held in a vice.

As the farmer sharpens his knife...

The traveling salesman says...

You're not gonna cut it off are you?

(laughs)

I love this part.

The farmer...

The farmer says no.

I gonna burn down the barn.

You are going to cut it off.

Sabina...

I love you.

I've changed the rules.

(soft piano music)

(sobbing)

You okay, Sabina?

It's all over now, says the big bad wolf.

Come here.

(groaning) Not well.

What is it?

It was you!

Please!

Sabina, Sabina!

Sabina!

I love you.

It's all over now.

I love you too, kiddo.

[Sabina] (mumble)

I love you too, Ms. Sabina.

[Sabina] Get up!

What if you can't say the safe word, huh?

(choking)

Let's see what happened inside.

(dramatic music)

Looks like we have a cutter.

Bet he got far.

I have 30 yards.

Who got 20?

Pierce, Bernardetta, meet us

inside, we'll debrief.

[Shane] Grill and a few gas jets.

Got him again.

I guess there's want to believe there's a fire.

Like I'd burn down my house for you.

So I know it was him.

[Therapist] No, Sabina.

The first one we got him the first night.

Well...

Let's cover him up and go inside.

We are broken and damaged, but...

In these games or with this roleplaying,

we take back control.

And if we don't master our trauma, well...

We try again.

Your turn.

(soft piano music)

[Pierce] Hey.

I didn't mean to scare you, Bernardetta.

Nice spots.

I brought us a picnic.

How quaint.

The Chianti's a nice touch.

My favorite.

So...

Your ad sounds like a lot of fun and games.

Game on.

Two counts lewd and lucidious conduct,

one count sexual battery.

You're safe with me.

That reminds me...

What's the safe word?

(eerie music)

Say you love me.

[Therapist] What's the safe word?

Why don't you write it down.

You should go and play Tennis.

Love love.

What did you just say?

Because I love --

Stop!

I love you.

Force me to tell you

I love you, that was your mistake!

Say you love me.

Sabina...

I love you.

Sabina, I love you.

I've changed the rules.

What is it?

You see him again?

Three times.

We've done this three times,

when is it ever gonna be over?

It'll be okay.

It'll be okay.

Will I ever love again?

(dramatic music)

(grunting)

Dropped call.

Sabina?

(choking)

(mumbling)

(dramatic music)

What about you?

Taking a risk?

Or are you playing safe?

Doing something dangerous?

Moving forwards, moving backwards,

what about safe words?

Don't judge us, everybody's playing

a game, everybody's playing a role.

Everyone's got that blocked intimacy,

everyone's trying to turn their pain back into love.

Whether it's props and costumes and all

the world's a stage and all the men

and women merely players and there's

plot twists and real life blood shed.

Or it's that Saturday nights only

missionary position thing you call your love life.

So Pope or President, pawn or king,

here's one question.

What is your safe word?

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