Original subtitles

baby

TEEEEEEE-

Hey, Billy?

Honey?

Hmm?

Billy?

What? What's wrong?

I gotta paint something.

You gotta pose for me.

You've got to be kidding.

I told you I am not posing for you ever again.

I know, and I'm sorry.

But I'm okay now.

I mean, I really am. I'm okay. I mean, I had to work through it, but I got

through it, and look at... I mean, look at me. I'm okay, aren't I? Cole, please

leave me alone, okay?

Christ, you know I have a shoot this afternoon. Why can't you just let me

sleep for once?

I'm stuck. Come on. I can't paint on my own. You know that.

God!

I can't believe I'm even thinking about this.

Why do I let you talk me into these things?

Because you love me.

Oh, God.

I see you didn't know the number on the floor.

Yes, I do.

I only have a couple of hours, remember.

When do you suppose this thing is gonna end?

I don't know.

Well, are we gonna have sex again?

I don't know.

Probably.

Don't you think I deserve a better answer than probably?

I mean, Jesus, Cole!

How long do you think I can hold out?

Huh?

So when will I make it?

Do anything.

Anything you want.

What's the matter, Cole?

No, Cole, don't you freak out on me, Cole!

Jesus!

Jesus, Cole!

Cole?

You gotta go.

I'll be back this time for dinner.

Cole?

Do you really think it's fair to take it out on the wall?

If you want to try something different, why don't you try finishing a painting

for once?

I can't. Or thrashing it.

I can't.

Don't give me that crap about how all your paintings look alike and da-da-da

-da-da-da.

I can't finish anything because I don't have any paint.

I don't have any more paint.

Listen, um, would you please pick some up for me?

Please? This is just great.

You want me to go out and get you paint so you can throw it all over the floors

and decorate the walls.

This is crazy, Cole.

You know, most guys that I know, they'd go out, they'd get their own paint.

But no, no.

See, I've got to be stuck with a psycho who's not only a recluse, but he's a

celibate recluse.

No.

She loves me.

Honey? Oh darling, it's me. How have you been?

Yeah, hi Susan.

Yeah.

No, I haven't painted in a month.

No.

No.

Yeah, I know.

Yeah.

No, I know.

I don't know.

Well,

you know, Susan, do whatever you want with them. I mean, why don't you burn

them?

I know.

Yeah.

Okay.

Yeah. I got to go.

Yeah.

Yes. Okay.

Goodbye.

Well, well.

Isn't that a pretty picture?

I see you've had another one of your productive days.

I'm sorry I'm late. I had a rough shoot.

I managed to stop by Mr.

Walker's, though, and pick up some paint.

He says hello.

He was in a really good mood, and he, uh, gave me some...

Rushed this for you to try out.

Anyway, I am really starving. I've got some sprouts, so I'm gonna make us a

salad, okay?

And we're standing around in our bodysuits, sweating like crazy, because

they leave these huge lights on us the whole time.

He comes waltzing in, and he's like...

What's everyone standing around for? Oh, are you waiting for me?

Right?

Duh. It was the hugest joke.

I'm so sick and tired of these lousy catalog shoots.

I swear, there's nothing more demoralizing than standing there in pink

leg warmers next to some exercise bike.

Unbelievable. I talked to Tony this afternoon, and he says I have another

underwear ad to shoot on Thursday.

I don't know which I hate worse, you know?

At least with the exercise bikes, they can see my face, right?

Underwear ads, all they care about is taking a snapshot of my ass, you know?

I better get something good soon, because this is really getting

ridiculous.

Well, if you hate him so much, why do you do him?

You mean, why do I do him?

I don't know. Why do you do him?

That's a fine question coming from you, Mr. Artist.

Not everybody can afford just to sit around and do nothing all day long.

Now, who the hell are you to criticize?

You're always criticizing us working stiffs and calling us whores.

You know, for making a living.

But you're not too damn proud to accept a handout or a grant.

I can't believe you'd ask me that question.

I never called you a whore.

In the beginning, I didn't mind so much.

You know, you never heard me complaining or anything about your moronic little

spells or about what a financial burden you are or anything.

I just went with it because I thought that you were at least trying to do your

share.

Nicole, you don't even have sex with me anymore.

Well, just tell me if that's not just a little bit screwed up.

He just masturbated.

Oh, yeah.

That's not the same.

Besides, how long is that supposed to hold me over?

Look, honey, please just try to be patient with me right now.

I've got to concentrate on my painting, all right?

Yeah, yeah.

What are you doing? Where are you going?

Where do you think I'm going? I'm too tense to go to sleep.

Well, you can stay in the room.

Oh, yeah, like I'm gonna let you watch.

Hey, honey?

Honey, where's my...

cupcake, my chocolate marshmallow cupcake.

The cupcake that your mom gave you that time?

Yes, that cupcake.

I threw that thing away.

No.

Weeks ago.

You threw away the cupcake?

How could you do that?

That thing was old. It's been sitting there for months. It had this, like,

fuzz growing on it.

Well, so what?

You just scraped that off. You can still eat it.

Wait, what's going on here? I... I could just thank you a fresh... You know what

it's like when you're saving something and you're waiting for that special

moment and you get your mind set on it and you go there to get it and

it's not there? Do you know what that feels like?

I'll just make you more cupcakes, okay? No, I don't... I don't want more

cupcakes. I want my mom's cupcake.

Nobody makes cupcakes like my mom.

I mean, you know that I like her cupcakes.

Come on, Cole. You're breaking my heart.

What can I do to make it up to you? I'll do anything.

Well, there's one thing you can do.

Cole you so much as throw a paintbrush and I'm out of here

Let's

try not to drag this thing out too long, okay Cole

What are you doing back there? Are you painting anything?

Come on, Cole.

You can do it.

Just put the brush on the canvas.

Come on, Cole. Put the brush on the canvas.

You can do it. You act like you've never painted before.

You've won scholarships, awards, Cole.

Now, come on!

I know what it is. You're just scared.

You're scared to paint. Because you think that if you finish a painting,

somebody's going to think that it's crap.

Well, no wonder you won't screw me anymore. You can't even get your brush

up.

did that.

What are you doing?

Cole, don't tease me

Thank you.

It's all changed Her eyes light

An empty shell She calls it strange

Now the dream stays so whole

about missionaries that's perfect like two missionaries celebrating something

that's pretty good celebrating the conversion

of like an unbeliever or pagan you know that's it

that's what it's gonna be listen to this two missionaries celebrating the

conversion of a stubborn pagan

Is that cool?

Listen to this.

You're so cute.

I think it's a little long.

You should make it shorter.

Yeah, maybe.

I guess it is kind of long.

But it's good.

Finally something good.

I feel like a new woman.

Does it feel better?

Yeah, I do.

I told you you'd feel better.

I do.

Do me a favor.

Sure. Cut my hair.

No, you hate it when I cut your hair.

No, I don't.

Yes, you do.

Give me a little trim.

But you say I'm terrible at it. I love it when you do it. Why?

Because it's always so familiar.

Familiar? Yeah.

Okay.

Hey, Billy?

Honey? What?

What do you think about killing me when you cut my hair?

Cole, cut it out.

It hurt.

You know what I was thinking when I was in the shower?

What? Do you remember the first time... That I posed for you?

Yeah, I remember.

God, you were so beautiful.

Yeah, you were so shy.

And what

is this one called?

I'm tentatively calling that a side order of black forest ham.

And this one?

Um, that's what the Swedish zookeeper saw.

Yeah, I'm gonna call that what the Swedish zookeeper saw.

What do you think?

What do I think?

Well, for one thing, I think you should keep these pictures untitled.

Do you like them? Now, the concept on this. So, you do these pictures by

screwing on the canvases.

Yeah.

Brilliant! It is just unbelievably brilliant. You are on to something.

Oh, people catch on to this.

Oh, Richard's gonna love this.

One can get me more.

You want more of them?

Do you have a problem with that?

So, uh, you had a pretty big day.

I don't want to get too excited about it, though.

I guess you must be kind of tired. Are you kind of tired?

A little.

Hey, all your paintings are gone.

Susan must have really liked them.

Yeah, she said it's, uh, it's one of the best work I've ever done.

Oh, thanks.

And she said that she wants more of them.

I'm so proud of you.

Are you pretty tired?

I'm a little tired.

You want to go to sleep?

Come on.

Cole? Yeah?

What do I taste like?

What do you taste like?

Mm-hmm.

Gee, I don't know. I mean, it kind of varies, but... Well, what's the closest

thing?

Maybe... raspberries?

Really? Yeah.

Yeah, definitely raspberries.

In season?

Yeah, mostly in season. I mean, sometimes, like, after you've gone

jogging or worked out or something, you get sweaty.

It's like a little out of season, but it's mostly in season.

That's pretty cool.

Yeah, I like it.

And then sometimes, sometimes, listen to this, sometimes you sort of taste

a bit like, um, like avocado.

Avocado? Well, no, not avocado, but you know that green stuff that they dip

nachos in? Guacamole? Guacamole, yeah. That's disgusting.

I thought you liked guacamole. I do, on nachos.

Oh, I like it.

Not out of my pussy.

I like it out of your pussy.

Look. It's good.

God, this is making me kind of hungry.

Yeah, me too.

These

pancakes

are great, Cole.

I'm glad you like them, honey.

Delicious.

Hey, did you ever eat my mom's pancakes?

Mmm, I don't think so.

Really?

Uh-uh. She never made her pancakes for you? Uh-uh.

Oh, man.

You know, hers are even better than these. She used to make them every

Saturday, every Saturday morning for us.

And, you know, she's the one that taught me that you, uh, you mash up the banana

in the batter.

And it gives it that naturally sweet taste.

You're not going to put any syrup on it?

Oh, honey, you can't put syrup on them.

No, it's so much calories. Come on. 20 calories per teaspoon, something like

that. No, Cole.

Honey, a little bit. I don't want any syrup.

Come on, a little bit's not going to show.

Just have a little bit.

All right. Just a teeny bit. Okay, just two drops. But wait, if you put more on,

I'm not going to eat any more.

Okay.

Oh,

this is what Billy sounds like.

When she comes, comes, comes.

Okay.

Do you want to hear what coal sounds like when coal comes?

Oh, Billy.

Oh, baby.

Oh, baby.

Oh, baby.

I do not sound like that.

Yes, you do.

Look at this mess.

You want to clean this up?

What else is new?

Oh, you're a genius, Cole.

Why are you laughing at me? I'm not, I'm not.

But it's just so hard to believe.

I know, and he wants more. It's hard to believe. You're not going to believe it.

What? You sound busy. I was just telling Billy how hard to believe this stuff is.

And he's serious, right?

He's dead serious. Like this is for real.

This is for real, Cole. God.

Okay. Well, cool.

I gotta get going. I'll phone you later. Okay. Bye, darling. Bye.

You're not gonna believe this. What?

I just sold two paintings.

Oh, honey!

That's amazing!

That's incredible!

How much?

$2,000.

Oh, my God! That's incredible!

And, um, the guy bought them.

He'd never seen them, never saw pictures of them, nothing. He just told Susan,

send me two.

Wow, that's great, Cole.

See, all your hard work has paid off.

Yeah.

What's the matter?

I would think you'd be a little more excited. I'm excited.

You know what it is?

What?

I think I'm feeling a little restless.

I think I feel like... I feel like painting.

Well, do you think maybe you ought to take a little break?

No.

Okay.

But I have to warn you that all that maple syrup we had this morning has made

me a little jumpy.

You are goopy.

I believe in the word of love.

Everything works out. I haven't a doubt.

And I believe in the things that God says.

There's nothing that we can't do. Dr.

Things are crazy. Crazy.

Oh no, no.

in the things we do.

We make a difference in the world that we live in.

And I believe anyone can be a Christ.

Heal the sick and feed the multitudes.

Are we ever gonna have sex on a bed again?

My back is really killing me.

Want me to put a canvas on our mattress?

No.

Are we ever gonna make love without making a painting out of it?

I don't know.

You don't know?

Well, don't you think this whole thing is just getting a little out of hand?

Yeah. So what are we going to do about it?

We used to go out.

We used to do things.

Now all we do is sit at home and paint.

Why can't we, like, go dancing like we used to, or

maybe just invite some friends over?

We haven't seen anybody we know in ages.

I don't think I'm ready to see anybody.

Why not?

I just feel like I have a lot more work to do.

Instead of trying to get over that bad dream I had.

Well, it was just a dream.

I just can't help thinking about it.

He was smoking in the park brought up on Beatle Politics.

Looking to himself and a better way to live.

Looking for the truth and love is the key. When someone slapped him in the

head and shouted, listen to me.

Why don't you tell me about these most of these not all of them but most of

these are quite quite good Are

you all right honey?

Yeah, okay Cole can we talk straight to

each other?

I don't know what's going wrong with your personal life, but absolutely

nothing is going wrong with your paintings.

Chicago, the guy is flipped out. L.A., the phone is ringing off the hook. With

the publicity you're getting, we can ride this baby for a long, long time.

You paint, you sell.

People will eat these for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.

Already, all these other artists are imitating your methods.

Bye.

So, what you doing?

Nothing. Did you see today's paper?

Yeah. Did you see the article about you?

Pretty cool, huh?

I guess.

Where'd you go this morning?

I went to your mom's.

You went to see my mom in your rubber pants?

Yeah.

Jesus, Billy.

So how is she? Is she okay?

She's fine.

She wants us to come to dinner, though. She's really bummed that you haven't

been there in months.

Oh.

Well, she can't always come down here, you know, Cole?

Yeah, I know, Billy.

I mean, we'll go over there, but I want to get some work done here first, okay?

I've got to do some work.

You want one?

I'm not hungry. Just stick them in the fridge.

I think there's one with fuzz on it.

Sometimes things don't work out the way you plan.

You take the test, forget the rest, and do the best you can.

I woke up to find a redhead ray of sunshine in my bed.

You know I really love you, honey, but I'm just 18, she said.

And I wanna say...

She had a suitcase packed and a road map in her hand.

I said, you must think I'm crazy.

Well, I guess I am.

Cole?

Honey, what are you doing up?

Just laying.

It's like 3 o'clock in the morning.

I can't sleep.

I had that in my dream.

Oh, your nightmare.

Was Claude Monet in it again?

Yep.

I was stuck in his water lily garden.

His garden?

You want to tell me what happened?

Oh, God.

I was, like, stuck in his garden, and I was trying to get out, and I couldn't

get out.

I fell in the water.

And I'm in the water. I'm drowning, right?

And I'm screaming, you know, for help.

And I look up, and Monet's up on the bridge, that Japanese bridge of his, and

he's just looking down, staring me down.

And I reach up, and I'm, you know, help

me, like this. And he starts spitting on me.

And just keeps spittin' and spittin' and spittin'. It's horrible.

He's harkin' and gobbin' on me.

And the worst part is that... Those eyes.

Those cold, merciless eyes.

Just like ice staring at me.

And I'm, like, crying.

I'm going, please, please, help.

And he just...

Spitting and spitting and spitting and spitting.

It's over now, okay? It's the worst nightmare I've ever had.

I don't know what it means.

Hey, Cole.

It's okay, honey.

Why don't you let me take you back to bed, okay?

Don't let him get to me.

Never, sweetheart.

I love you.

Do you like

painting?

I feel excited.

You are looking at the queen of cool

I wasn't on the phone.

Tony called.

Now what do you have to say? He is sending me to New York. Gattano Ricci's

marketing agent is flying in from Italy and she wants to see me.

When do you leave?

Monday morning.

How long?

Just overnight.

That's cool.

Why the long face?

Huh?

What are you talking about?

Come on, Cole.

You know, you're always bringing me down. I'm really getting tired of it.

I'm feeling really, really good right now, and I'm excited, and you're trying

to bring me down.

I don't mean to bring you down, okay? I just...

want you anymore

I'm sorry.

It's okay I guess.

Let's make a painting, come on.

Cole, get up off the floor, please.

Why? Because I don't want to step on you. That's why.

All right, can you spare me the self-destructive artist routine, okay?

It's bad enough I've got a plane to catch.

I got to call Tony. I got to phone my parents. I got to phone for a cab.

What's the big deal?

What do you mean, what's the big deal? You know I hate to rush around at the

last minute.

And you're no help. You're always holding me up.

Get up off the floor.

Damn, I gotta iron my dress.

Hey, Cole.

Do you think I should wear black or white or maybe like a color, you know,

to this interview?

You can wear anything. You look good in everything.

Hey, Cole.

Shall I put on a slow waltz?

Listen,

Cole, are you gonna be okay till I get back tomorrow night?

You'll be okay.

This is just so unfair.

You know, I should have a clear head when I meet with these people tomorrow,

but no.

I'm going to be worried about my psycho boyfriend.

I'm sorry.

You're not sorry, Cole.

You always say I'm sorry all the time, but nothing ever changes.

So this is what I'm supposed to come back to?

That's probably my cab. Look, I gotta go.

Just take care of yourself and don't do anything foolish, okay?

You're not leaving me for good, are you, Billy?

Cole, what a thing to say when I'm out the door.

Look, just stay put, and when I get home, we'll work this thing out.

Okay?

Okay?

Okay.

Ask a little kiss.

She's ready available to one and all in your head.

In your head.

She might say anything tonight.

What it is, I cannot say.

Words refuse to shed the light of day.

On this mystery, we have found.

Between the colors of our different.

I know that you might say anything tonight to ease the conscience,

to warm the light in your head.

In your head.

She might say anything tonight.

Anything at all She might

say Anything at all

She might say

Anything at all

Hello Cole

Hi, Susan.

Uh-huh.

Uh-huh.

I don't know. Maybe you can call me crazy, but it's like there's something

missing.

Something missing? I don't know what it is exactly, but there is something that

is definitely missing.

Are you serious?

What, you don't like them, or...? They're dry.

They're dry?

They are completely dry.

Do you understand?

Darling, it's like they have a dry quality to them.

There's no moisture content, no juice. There's a certain lack of a flow of

energy that the other paintings had.

Do you understand?

Yep. What's the matter?

Getting enough sleep?

Yeah.

Are you?

Yeah. Everything okay with you and Billy?

Yes. No.

No. Things are fine with Billy and me. Okay.

Because I don't want anything to come between you and your art and your

career. No limits.

The world is wide open to you.

And a man like you and your talents, it's open.

Wide open.

Hey, relax.

Why do you back away from me?

Because I'm married?

Because let me assure you that Richard and I have a completely open marriage.

So think about it.

Our passions combined, we could create a masterpiece.

I don't know.

We weren't expecting you until later this evening.

You're home early.

Listen, you know the other night, I'm really sorry, but... Just be right

back, okay?

There you go.

Yeah, it's from the fridge. Sorry, it's the best I can do. You think it'll do

the job?

I think it'll more than do the job.

It's looking good.

Oh, God, I missed you.

Yeah.

Susan, you know what? That's not bad, but just lift your body.

Yeah, and get the paint underneath in there.

That's great.

That a girl. Wait, what the fuck is going on here?

I'm just helping Susan with her painting.

You're just helping Susan with her painting?

Are you completely insane?

What's wrong, honey? Didn't your interview go well?

What?

Cole, do you realize what's going on here?

Look, Susan.

I really need to talk to Cole alone now, okay?

Billy, we're in the middle of a masterpiece.

I don't care what you're in the middle of.

I asked you nicely, now I want you to go, okay?

Darling, I'm covered in wet paint.

Well, get your ass up, wash off, and get out. Got it?

Cole. Yeah, Billy?

Get out now.

Fine, it'll just take me a minute and I'll be completely out of your way.

Do you even know what you're apologizing for?

I can't... I... I just can't...

Love you.

I'm really sorry, Susan.

I think it was just jet lag or something. Did I create a rift between

you and Billy?

Oh.

Oh, I bet you will be.

Open. Stay open, baby.

Thanks.

So, I'll call you in a little morning.

Not too early.

Billy? Billy, can I come in?

Sir, you live here.

How'd your interview go?

My interview went great.

They want me to be in their fashion show in the fall to premiere the new line.

Well, that's great.

Isn't it?

Yeah, it is.

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

I'm getting out of here, Cole.

Just for a little bit, anyway.

I don't know. I just can't take this shit anymore.

I just think if we put a little distance between us, it'll give us a chance to

figure out what we want.

I don't need any distance to figure out what I want.

I want you, Billy.

Oh, yeah.

But you sure have a screwed up way of showing it.

Don't leave me.

Come on. What are you doing?

Don't leave me, Billy.

Just come over here. Please just sit down over here and talk to me.

I mean, honest to God, I swear, I had no idea you'd get this upset.

What? How could I not get upset about this?

You just put yourself in my shoes for a minute, okay?

What would you do if you walked in and you saw someone getting it on with your

dinner? Well, I didn't see it like that. I mean, it wasn't like I was getting off

on it or anything. I guess I did it for art. I don't know. Oh, come on.

For once, why don't you just put me first?

You just have no idea what it's like being number two to your painting.

You think about your painting first.

Don't say that.

It's true, isn't it? No, it's not true.

Billy, you're the most important thing in my life.

But I have to have both.

You and my art.

I couldn't paint without you. And if I couldn't paint, I'd be a wreck.

I know.

Do you understand?

I need to paint.

I need to paint, but I need you more.

No,

that's the same one as when you were wearing the shark's teeth. You know,

remember Susan sold that one to the woman in Texas.

It just looks different in the picture.

Because my hands are back this way and then they're forward this way.

Oh, it's just something different.

Well, we could do this one again.

Well, we've done it.

Well, I don't know, Cole, okay? The only thing we haven't done is, like, anal

sex.

Oh, no, forget it. I am not taking it up the ass.

Can I say something?

You just let me say something? No, fuck that, no.

Okay, listen, that's it.

Don't think of doing it for me.

Do it for the art. You're trying to con me.

You are such a con artist. This time it's not going to work, okay?

I don't care what you say. I'm not going to take it up the ass.

I mean, my ass just isn't designed for that.

It wouldn't fit up there anyway, right?

Okay, just... Don't be stingy with that stuff, all right, Cole?

Okay. Make sure you put a lot of it on you.

All right, now me.

Come on, put more on me.

All right.

All right, just be gentle, okay?

Okay.

So, how's that? Is that all right? Just go slowly at first, all right? And don't

speed up until I tell you to.

All right.

Just go slowly.

Slow.

There we go.

How's that? Is that okay?

Get it out.

Are you okay?

Get it out!

Just get it out! Get it out! Get it out!

Jesus.

I'm sorry, Billy.

You okay?

You just promised me we will never, never, never do that again.

Cole, you all right?

Yeah.

I'm fine, honey. Just give me a minute to warm up, okay?

Cole, are you sure you're all right?

I'm just trying to figure out if I should start doing something

expressionistic or if I should do something figurative first, you know? I

just don't know which direction to go in right now.

Well, maybe you should start with whatever is the simplest, you know?

Until you get back into that painting mode.

Yeah. Just paint whatever you want.

Just go for it.

Oh, you're right, Billy. I should just do whatever I want to do.

Right?

I mean, fuck.

Who am I kidding? I can't paint.

Cole, of course you can paint.

You're not even trying.

I am trying. Can't you see I'm trying?

Come on.

Just take the brush.

Just take it. That's right.

Now dip it in some paint, Cole.

Come on, try orange. You really like orange.

Come on.

There you go.

Thank you.

I've had it with the defeatist attitude, okay?

Just take the brush and hold it up to the canvas.

Okay, that's good. It's all downhill from here.

Just put the brush on the canvas.

I can't!

It'll be bad. I know it will.

Who cares?

I can't. Just paint for yourself. You can't. I can't.

I don't want to hear you say, I can't, one more time, okay?

Just put the damn brush on the canvas. There's nothing to it. Oh, there's

nothing to it.

You think this is easy, that I can just paint something and not give a shit?

It has to mean something to me.

Can't you see that?

This isn't like fucking modeling, where I just...

Sit around and look pretty and let somebody else paint a picture.

No, if you want red you paint your own damn painting Okay, you should use all

the fucking red you want.

This is my painting And I want some blue

Pretty good.

Yeah, I like the way that looks.

It's cool.

Not bad for a first-timer.

Hey, Cole, do you have any yellow?

There should be some over there on the bench.

Cole, can I use this smaller brush?

Sure.

Are you sure? I think it's one of your new ones.

I don't mind. You can use whatever you want, honey.

You know, Billy?

You're very beautiful when you're painting.

So are you.

It's all right.

It's all right.

It's a mystery.

and the tears in your eyes

I'm just finishing up, honey.

Well, hurry up.

You kept me up all night with the light on last night.

I had a shoot today. I'm really tired.

Come to bed.

You're not gonna hit me again, are you?

Not if you come to bed, I won't.

You leave this light on much longer, I have to get up and kick your ass.

in the window?

Sure.

I'm wondering if people are going to say about my work.

Who?

I don't know, just, you know, everybody.

Artists.

They're going to say about my work.

You mean like after you die?

Yeah.

Probably say you drove your girlfriend out of her mind.

Sorry.

You're trying to go to sleep, aren't you? Well, I was thinking about it.

Just wondering about, like, what people will say after if they'll talk about it.

discuss it.

Was it good? Was it bad?

What if they don't talk about it at all?

I think that would bother me more than anything.

Why would that bother you?

Well, I just want to believe that somehow what I'm doing matters.

What matters to me?

You're not really that tired, are you?

No, I guess not.

I'm getting a second wind.

Rain on me, take me down to the bottom of your

sea.

Now, like a wave, break over me,

carry me away.

Love, love, love, be a friend to me.

Love, love, love, be my destiny.

I'm calling you.

Please hear me now.

Do what you can do.

Love, love, love. Be a friend to me. Take my heart. Love, love, love.

Love, love, be my beacon home. When I'm far away. I love, love, love.

We will climb the highest mountain. We will sail the seven seas.

Learn the answer to the question. To the lock we'll find the key.

We will walk upon the water.

During the darkest night today.

When the lamb lies with the lion.

We will knock on heaven's gate.

Love, love, love. Be a friend to me.

Take my heart. Love, love, love.

Be my destiny.

Break my heart. Love, love, love. Be my beacon.

When I'm far away.

Love, love.

Tortured by his passion.

Hey, look at me. I'm okay, aren't I?

Come on!

You, I'm looking at the queen of... A

woman as God created.

I told you I am not posing for you ever again.

I've got to concentrate on my paint.

Together, they explore their sexuality through the technique of freeform.

Love as it has never been seen before.

A canvas winning with the expression of their desire.

Art for sex sake, where sex is art.

Paint whatever you want. Let's go for it.

Vivid, with colors too hot for words.