All language subtitles for romancing_sara_-_full_movie_1995_1h_23_min_video_pussyspace

to catch some sunshine.

And

they're

saying it's so hot out there that the
women are actually going up to the

firemen and asking them to hose them
off.

It's very warm. There is no traffic
today. So get out there and move, move,

move. Take everything you can get. Get
out there to the beach. Surf a little

bit. Grab your favorite woman and give
her a little butt. I think you'll bite

back.

That's the girl I think that I know The
one with the eyes of gold

There. There.

Nine.

Ten.

Wow, this is a great space jam here.

Do you mind?

No, no, go ahead.

One.

Five.

Six.

Seven.

Eight. Oh, about last night.

Last night was great.

Nine.

You. Four.

Seven.

Eight.

Nine. Sorry I had a hot one today.

Ten. Ten?

It feels more like a hundred.

No, no, I was, uh, I was counting reps.

Oh. All right.

I think we should stay inside today.

Don't you?

I think you should work on your legs.

And your stomach.

And your chest.

I'll work my whole time.

Aww.

What is this bullshit?

Open up!

Hey, man, wake up!

Please.

Did you read?

No. I'm not here to clean your damn
room.

All right.

Come on in, Neil.

You got anything?

The usual.

Cool.

It's a big party tonight.

Thanks, but I'm busy.

Look, I'm serious.

This is the thing.

What's the thing, Neil?

Summers are made of this.

Met this really cool babe last night.

Yeah?

What's your name?

Well, I... We give a shit about names
anyway.

Yeah, but she... Uh-huh.

Not that you need to talk much.

Talk? No.

She's a dancer.

A dancer?

Oh, the way she made her body move.

She made a marionette look stiff.

Hey, you.

Hey, you.

Come on in. I want you to meet a friend
of mine. Neil.

It's a pleasure.

Pleasure's all mine.

I'm sorry, I don't think I got your
name.

Helene.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Helene Neal.

So, I hear you two have a hot date
tonight.

Actually, I have to work. Well, I was
just going to... Oh, too bad.

I guess it's just you and me, partner.

Don't worry. I'll keep an eye on him.

Believe me, I'm not a bit worried.

I'm not going out tonight.

Oh, yes, you are.

Oh, no, I'm not.

Oh, yes, you are.

Come on.

Great party, huh?

Hey, go, man, go.

All right.

Thank you.

What is this?

Rum. The mineral water chaser.

Hey, you better take this away. If I
drink that, I'll throw up. Hey, it's

okay. I'll take that.

I think it's time to take a walk.

Oh, I'm sorry, puppy.

Oh, come here, you cute little thing.

Oh, come here, Terry. What happened?

Sorry, I... It's okay.

It's my fault. She got a release.

Maybe she wanted to limbo.

I don't think so. She's not tall enough.

How about her mom?

Not much of a dancer.

I don't think dancing is much of a
prerequisite.

That's just what I'm thinking.

What's your name?

So, who are you here with?

Just a dorky friend.

Girl dork?

Or dork.

Which one?

You see that guy over there?

How come we haven't met before?

I don't know.

So, Sarah, would asking you and Terry
over for a drink be too presumptuous?

Hey, little fella, would you like to
come over for some catfish juice?

Hey, hey, come here.

I know you.

Aren't you lucky, Andy? She goes so well
with being in your alcohol.

What? Remember?

Joanne.

Last summer.

Oh, Joanne, baby.

I lost your number.

Because he's my friend doesn't mean I'm
the same person as he is.

Yeah, yeah.

Okay.

Here you go.

So what do you do for a living?

I write.

And make a living?

Well, that's the idea.

Good. How about you?

I'm a producer for a TV show.

Which one?

Hard Edge.

That trashy, heartbreaking magazine
show?

Informational edutainment magazine show.

This is great.

No kidding.

A thousand times better than that stupid
party.

And way better company, too.

Thanks.

You know, I don't usually date younger
men.

Well, you know what they say.

More stamina.

I like brains and stability.

Well, two out of three's not bad.

But which two?

Well, the brain is one.

So, are you married?

No.

Do I detect a broken heart?

Broken? No.

Shattered's more like it.

What happened?

I kissed a woman, and suddenly it's okay
for her to start asking me very personal

questions?

Are you expecting me to share my
precious bodily fluids with you, but you

can't open up and talk?

I can talk.

I happen to be one of those 90s males.

Well, that was the 80s, and we don't
want him so sensitive.

It's gotten too complicated.

So, you know the difference between
sensitivity in the 80s and the 90s?

No.

Well, being sensitive today means you've
presented your partner with an AIDS test

and a complete rundown of your sexual
history.

That's a perfect idea.

What? No, I just got my AIDS test.

You're kidding. So did I.

Where? The free clinic.

No way.

Way?

So I'm still waiting.

Yeah.

When do you find out?

Sunday by five.

Wow.

Destiny.

I think I need to research that younger
men have more stamina ideas.

Bingo.

Yes. I was worried there for a minute.

Looks a little old.

That's fine.

Is this in your wallet or something?

No.

Sounds like a Ritz cracker. Do you have
some dip?

You mean to tell me a healthy,
red-blooded guy like you doesn't have

any condoms around?

Well, I really haven't had the need
lately.

Yeah, and I was just born.

Okay, okay, okay. It's okay.

Why?

Because it's Saturday, right?

Yeah. And we get our results Sunday
night, right?

Yeah. Well, I think that we should be
able to figure out a few other things to

do until then. Don't you agree?

How about talking?

Talking?

Tell me about a past experience.

I don't think so.

Entertain me.

I think you should entertain me.

Oh, come on. This will be fun.

I want to hear about a past lover. I
want to hear your story.

No way.

Okay.

You're most dangerous.

Why should I tell you?

Because I want you to.

Oh.

Most dangerous.

What about you?

I'll go next.

Okay. I was a bit younger.

I'd known this woman for a year.

I used to see her in the office.

We worked in the same building as I did.

Yeah, she worked for a fine art gallery.

And she invites me over to her place.

And it's this great house.

This incredible pool.

Beautiful flowers, plants, statues.

You want a drink?

No, thanks.

Okay.

Wait here.

I'll be right back.

She gives me a strange look and walks
away.

I have this odd feeling like something's
going to happen.

She goes inside, so I'm looking around.

Waiting.

I find this picture.

And I ask her, Who's the guy in the
picture?

Oh, that's my brother.

Her brother.

Hmm.

I wonder, I mean, she's got no reason to
lie.

Things don't feel quite right.

So I try to figure out what to do.

Brad, come here.

I want to show you something.

The place looks wild.

There's candles everywhere.

There's this chair in the middle of the
room.

The fireplace is burning.

It's totally taken back.

She finally steps out. She looks
stunning.

Her eyes pierce mine.

I want to suspend it right there.

She slowly starts to walk towards me.

She finally convinces me to get in the
chair and starts to rub my back.

I'm in awe at this point.

Suddenly, she wants me to be very, very
submissive.

I follow her every motion.

I'm really getting into it.

She had me at her will. I was there to
do whatever she wanted.

Oh, hi, honey.

Jesus Christ, honey.

Hey, hey, don't call me honey.

It's okay, Frankie. We weren't doing
anything.

Oh, yeah?

And I'm the Pope.

Frankie, we're just friends. Oh, you're
just friends. You always sit naked on

top of all your friends?

We're not exactly friends.

Oh, yeah? So what are we now?

Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a
minute. What does this guy got that I

don't got, huh?

Frankie, don't make this ugly.

Too late.

It already is.

So go ahead, tell me, what has this guy
got that I don't got?

Well, he lets me tie him up.

Frankie?

You know I don't like that stuff, honey.

Well, if you love me, you'd let me tie
you up.

You want to tie me up? You want to tie
me up?

Come on.

Get out of here. Go ahead. You want to
tie me up? That's what you want?

Tie me up.

Let's go. Really, sorry.

Let's go.

Excuse me. Would you put some clothes
on, you bastard, and get the hell out of

here, huh?

Tie me up.

Oh,

bullshit.

What? You expect me to believe that?

Hey, we're supposed to tell stories. You
don't have to believe me.

I don't.

Well, if you don't believe me, then why
believe anything I say, right?

No.

Look, if you prefer, I won't tell
anymore.

No.

This is good. I want to hear more.

I'm sorry.

My turn.

Okay, wait a minute.

What now?

You promised me we'd explore other
things.

This is other things. I know, but it's
my pleasure that you listen to my story.

Yes, Your Highness.

I want you to know what it is you're
getting into with me.

I know what I'm getting into.

Oh, do you, young Brad?

I know I kind of like you.

You like me? Is it unusual that you like
the woman that you have sex with?

No, no. I don't mean that.

What then?

Well, I like you.

Okay.

You're different.

How?

The way you pay attention.

True.

I have to watch what I say.

It would be nice.

And give me lots of attention.

Okay.

What do you want to hear?

You're nastiest.

No, not yet. Come on. No, ask another.

When you wanted it most?

You mean northern now?

Mm-hmm.

It's a hot one.

Good.

Okay. When I really wanted it.

Was there ever really one of those?

What does that mean?

You're not making this one up, are you?

Ooh, you are skating on thin ice,
mister.

Okay, I like to skate.

I like to swallow skating.

I don't know.

Do you mind?

It's two o'clock in the morning.

Maybe it's the lab calling.

I'll let the machine get it.

No, it's okay.

It could be important.

Hey!

Hey! It's me.

I'm going to be getting off work soon.

Uh, Mom.

Mom, that's good. Uh, how's the patient?

What? I didn't hear you.

That's good.

Yeah, well, I'm going to go back to
sleep.

I know. So do you want me to come over?

No, no, no, no, no.

I'm heading out for the rest of the
weekend.

I'll call you when I get back.

Okay? I guess.

Nice to talk to you again, Mom.

What's up?

I don't know. He sounded kind of weird.

They all sound weird.

Hey.

You're going to talk on the phone or
you're going to get it?

Mom.

Huh?

Are you seeing someone?

No.

What, do you think I'm stupid?

No, really, this was... What?

Another one-night stand?

Yeah.

I think I'd better be going.

I have no interest in being a toy.

Sarah. I'm leaving.

Sarah, stop. Wait.

Leave me alone. Just let me go.

Just let me explain. Wait. Let go.

Sarah, you're not a place thing. Look,

I want more than that with you.

Sarah, please.

I want to hear your story, okay?

I guess I'm one of those sensitive women
of the 90s.

I'm really sorry, okay?

Well, I had just gotten out of this
long-term relationship thing.

And it really sucked.

And I had totally shut down sexually.

Do I know the feeling?

It was just awful. And by the end, we
hadn't had sex in over six months.

I hate when that happens, huh?

Anyway, so, I don't know, I just felt so
little untied.

I was modeling at the time.

You're certainly beautiful enough.

Thank you.

Anyway, so, I was modeling for this
artist guy.

He was this very, very beautiful, crazy
artist.

Tortured.

And I was very impressionable at the
time, and I thought he was very

exceptional.

So we met at a party one day, and he
chatted me up.

And he asked if I would model for him,
and I'd never done anything like that

before.

This place gave me an eerie feeling. It
was very beautiful, but a little

frightening. It was so large, it made me
feel so tiny and innocent.

And I called out.

I felt like the whole world was echoing.

When she spoke, my heart skipped.

Welcome.

John, we'll be here soon.

Hi. Hey.

There was something very strong and
mysterious about her.

The way she watched me, I felt like she
could see right through me.

Like she had so much power and strength.

But it intrigued me, too.

Glad you could make it.

It's a great play.

Thanks. The dressing room's over there.

There's a robe.

The more I looked around, the more I
felt that I needed to be there.

I'd prefer if you'd undress for me here.

I could hardly breathe.

I'm sorry?

I had to force myself to breathe. I
remember telling myself, just breathe.

I'd prefer if you'd undress here.

I want to watch you.

I want to get a sense of how your body
moves, what your strong points are.

All right?

I took a deep breath, and his words just
almost knocked me over, and my head was

just swimming with thoughts and visions.

Where? Over there.

I knew despite my fear that I had to go
for myself, not for him, but for myself.

I stepped up, feeling frightened, but I
knew somehow that I was safe.

I, um... It's okay.

You can feel safe.

I want to see.

I know.

I've never done this before.

I know.

It's okay, Sarah.

Just relax drop your arm

Pretend I'm not here

Pretend that you are in the privacy of
your own bedroom

But I'm not pretend

Turn around.

Please continue.

Let your movements be loose.

I want to see your muscles.

Take your time taking the rest of your
clothes off.

Your body is beautiful, truly.

What are you doing?

I'm painting your body.

I want to paint you.

And we all made love the rest of the
night.

Come on.

Are you jealous?

Are you kidding?

Of course.

Of him or of her?

Her.

Huh.

Had you ever had a woman lover before?

Yes.

How'd it get started?

I really don't want to talk about that
right now.

Come on. You said you wanted to explore
other things with me.

Okay, well, there was a time when I
hated what men stood for.

Really?

Mm-hmm.

So I figured it might be better to just
be with women.

I thought that somehow it could work out
better.

Did it?

Yes and no.

I mean, being with a woman opened me up
to the tenderness of a woman's touch.

You really know one another's bodies.

Well, we want to know your bodies, too.

Yeah, well, a woman knows, and that
quality of loving, there's nothing like

it in the whole world.

Wow.

And then I thought that I could probably
appreciate the things that a man is.

And still get what I needed from a
woman?

You mean like date a transsexual?

Yeah, well... Have you been able to find
some kind of a balance?

I'm learning.

I'm a lot more comfortable with my
sexuality now.

That's good.

I'm certainly more comfortable with your
sexuality.

And you've got to be yourself, right?

Absolutely.

I'm going to go home.

I don't want you to. I know.

I want you to be thinking of

your next story.

Oh, I will.

But think only. Don't touch.

We'll pick up tomorrow where we left
off.

Five o'clock I

can hardly

wait

I'll

be picking you all night tonight sweet
dreams

Hey. So what do you think I am, a
fucking post-op? Post-op? Yeah.

Come on. What's the word?

Word? Yeah. Yes, she is.

Such a babe. Yes, she is.

So fine.

Surprise? Surprise!

Okay,

so you take her home and... She's
looking great.

Oh, yes.

Oh, shit.

Oh, yeah. Oh, no.

Water? No.

Anyway,

you know, we talked mostly, which is
kind of great for a change.

What kind of change?

What do you mean?

I mean she's an adult.

She's older. We can carry on a
conversation.

All right.

I can understand that.

But why would you want to?

Give it a rest.

I am rested.

I like being with someone who pushes me.

Well, if there's any consolation, I'd
like to push you.

Blake, I'm sorry, man.

You want to go play?

I'm going to take off, all right?

I need you.

I'm waiting for you.

Oh, shit.

What? I was hoping.

Story. Yes.

You

know

what I was wondering since you asked me?

What's that?

Have you ever been with a man?

No way.

Never. Why not?

Because I just wasn't interested.

Oh. A friend of mine and I, we used to
look into other people's windows.

Really?

We'd get off together, but that was it.

Did you touch each other?

No, no, no, no. This was a solo thing.

So tell me your next story, your most
unusual.

That's a toughie.

Oh, quit stalling. Pretend I was Neil.

Tell you about the porcupines?

You're stalling.

Okay.

There was these twins.

What? Twins?

Hey, you said most unusual.

Come on, let's have a nice fantasy.
Okay, go ahead.

Well, there was this really cute girl,
and I was really into her, but she

wasn't into me.

We had dinner one night, and she says to
me, I need you to do me a favor.

I need you to do me a big favor.

Yeah, anything, what?

I have a sister who, well, how do I say
this?

Come on, what is it?

She, well, very sexual.

Really?

Yes, look.

I accidentally took her back to class
with me today. Look.

Where did she study? Masters and
Johnsons University?

No, seriously.

Her grades have been dropping because of
this.

I think that I have to get her mind off
of me.

You know?

No, I don't know.

She needs to get laid.

So what do you want me to do?

Well... Are you serious?

What does she look like?

She kind of looks like...

Me. Check, please.

Fred, I'm in here.

They end up at this unfinished
construction site. I walk

down the stairs and I see her sitting on
the other side of the room.

I walk closer to her, and I weave my way
through this hanging plastic.

It's kind of weird. It's very surreal.

It's eerie.

As I get closer to her, I think of TV
monitors.

I really agree.

Not a problem.

I'm watching the monitor for a second.

We need a sister.

And out of nowhere, her sister comes up.

She grabs him from behind and makes him
know where to bring him to get his arm.

And they start to dance for me.

Like they were putting on a show just
for me.

Finally, I go over to the monitor and
watch them.

It got really hot watching them on the
screen together. It was like they were

lovers, not twins.

I was really getting into it.

I wanted to touch them so bad.

I wanted to touch them the way they were
touching each other.

I couldn't believe that I was there for
someone else's fantasy.

That is such a great story, and I know
better than to say that I don't believe

you. You better not.

I like you.

I like you, too.

I'm glad.

No, but nobody's called.

Shit. What?

I turned off the ringer.

No.

Yeah. Oh, shit.

You better check the machine.

Oh, good idea.

Any messages?

Yes.

Great.

I am. I am.

Okay.

You sure?

Yes.

I, uh... What are you afraid of?

I, uh...

Hi, honey. It's Mom. Just wanted to see

how you were doing this weekend. All's
well here.

Hope you're having fun. Hope you're
keeping your room clean. I love you.

How about those Raiders?

At least they've got a shot at going all
the way.

Hey.

Don't worry.

I know it's a guy thing.

I mean, you didn't expect to meet
someone as beautiful and intelligent and

sexy and wonderful as me this weekend,
am I right?

How much time?

Not too much. It's almost five.

Yeah, this reminds me of kindergarten
when I used to watch the seconds

endlessly tick by.

Oh, and the teacher used to make her
take a nap in the middle of the day.

Yeah? I hated that.

Good thing things change.

How about you?

Do you drop them before they change too
much?

No.

Come on, what's the long list?

You've ever gone out with somebody?

I don't know.

Tell me.

You know that... Longer than a year?

Yeah, once.

How old were you?

I don't know. Old.

Sixteen or so.

That doesn't count.

Why not?

Since then.

I don't... See, this is what bothers me
about you. I think you're too young for

me. I definitely want more than that
now.

Sex? Give me a break.

You're being kind of hard on me, don't
you think?

I'm sorry.

I do that.

Let me ask you something.

What did you say you learned from this
artist guy?

That I have to be willing to risk.

All I'm saying is that I've reached a
point in my life...

Where I realize that if I don't make
some changes, things are going to stay

the same.

I'm sorry. I... I just... I'm just

scared.

There is something about opening up to
you that...

Makes me very happy.

Go on, get it.

I know, it's probably one of your many
lovers. The what?

Maybe it's the lab.

Look, I'm not worried about the girl. Do
you have anywhere to go tonight?

No. Wednesday? Yes, pick up the phone.
You promise?

Yes.

What? Do you know?

Look, this has been fun. I don't want it
to end. It's kind of like a sweet agony.

You're driving me crazy.

They'll call again tomorrow, right?

Oh, that's fine, except for that they're
closed on Mondays.

I'm going to take a bath.

You work it out.

Thank you.

Well, it's about time you stopped
locking me out.

Brett?

Hey, man.

You know, you really are one smooth
dude.

Thanks. Yeah.

When I grow up, I want to be just like
you. Yeah, that's very nice. How'd you

get in?

Well, I just, uh... Wait a minute.

Where's Sarah?

How did you convince Sarah to do it?
What was her name?

What are you talking about?

I'm talking about two fine women.

Oh, good. You got a box.

You're gonna need every one of these.

Neil, what's going on?

Well, what is it?

Helene? We've got Helene in the hot tub
and Sarah in the shower.

Shit.

What?

I didn't plan this.

No. No.

Shit.

Hey,

wait a minute. What's the problem? Oh,
jeez. Come on, Neil. This could be

dangerous. So?

Use your head.

Okay, pal.

Your job is to distract Helene.

I got Helene?

Yes.

Excellent.

Hey, what are friends for, huh?

What are you looking at?

Neil, he's in the hot tub with a girl.

Ah, that's, uh, that's Helene.

Helene, the message, Helene?

They're an item.

Right. Yeah, it's kind of new.

Yeah, like today?

Well, yeah, I guess.

At least you got good taste.

cute.

Should we watch?

Well, I don't think we have to do that
now.

Oh, my hero.

Me too.

You know, Brad is one heck of a guy.

Yes, he is.

You know, if you're nice to me, I might
put in a good work.

I'll think about it.

Uh, about that next story.

Well, you remember the links.