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you

Thank you.

Soon enough.

How soon? All we do is meet in the park for lunch.

We're getting to know one another.

Let's just meet one time after 5 p.m. My girl has to protect her honor.

I'd like you to spend next weekend with me in my house in Palm Springs.

My dad will be there. I told him all about you.

Told him what?

That I'm nuts about a girl I met in the park.

Oh, I'd love to see your house in Palm Springs.

I'd like to see your place, too. You know, I've never met a woman that

wouldn't give me her address.

You aren't so beautiful. I'm very suspicious.

Maybe you're suspicious.

Maybe there's no father.

No home in Palm Springs.

Maybe you just want to lure me up to some cabin to take advantage of me.

Make you my love slave.

Now.

Will I see you tomorrow?

Yes, if I don't have to work.

You work?

I do sometimes.

What do you do?

Guess.

The, uh, mystery is you can't take it.

You'll take it.

And you'll like it.

I put new towels in your room, Miss Anita.

Thank you, ma'am.

I need more baby oil.

I'll do it right away, Miss Anita.

Fantasy touch?

Yeah, we do sensuous body rubs.

It's 90 for an hour and 65 for a half.

Topless nudity, lingerie fantasy, and prostate manipulation are all extras

that you can discuss with your masseuse.

What time can I put you down for?

Okay, we'll see you then.

Address is 75 Walnut Place.

What's up?

He wants an exotic type for 11 o'clock.

Your call, Anita.

Yeah, I'll take it.

I could use the money.

It's been slow lately, hasn't it?

Prostitute, puppy, fallen woman, white slave, courtesan,

concubine.

Trollope. Slut.

What's your point, Noreen?

I'm just reading about the history of our profession.

Your profession.

I just give body rubs.

That's what we all say.

Hey, I just give body rubs, too. All right.

I'm the prostitute. You're the body rubbers.

General?

I know I said 11 o'clock, but I was closer than I thought.

Come in. Come in.

Her.

Exotic, like I said.

That'll be 90 for the hour.

Here, keep the change.

harlot, wanton, strumpet.

Can it.

Sit down right there. Get undressed. Get comfortable.

I'm married.

So? It's okay. A lot of my customers are.

It's okay for a guy to want other women.

Even if he is married.

I finally accepted that.

And if he's unhappily married, then... I've got to get something. I'll be right

back.

Ten.

Nine.

Eight.

Seven.

Six.

Five.

Where'd you go?

Went to look for some baby oil.

That bottle.

Forgot it was here.

Why don't you lie on your stomach now?

So what kind of music you like?

I got CDs.

Whatever makes it easier for you to do your job is fine with me.

You're tight.

Like a virgin.

I've, um, never been to a hooker before.

I am not a hooker.

I'm a masseuse.

Sorry.

But, uh, what about the extras that they mentioned on the phone?

25 for topless, 40 for nude.

No blowjobs or anything?

We do locals here. They're included in the door chart.

Locals. That's an anesthetic.

Well, here it's what we call a handjob.

What are you, a fucking doctor?

No, I sell hospital supplies.

How about topless when you do my local?

Twenty-five.

Can you grab my pants for me?

No change.

It's very okay.

Aw.

He's like red meat.

Red meat?

Yeah, my wife.

You know how they say you should avoid red meat?

I should avoid her the day I met her.

Didn't work out, huh?

She's cruel.

New definition of the word cruel.

Look, why don't you just try to forget her in the next 60 minutes and relax?

Okay.

She's the reason I'm here.

Drove you to it?

No sex for weeks.

She's punishing me because I didn't get a promotion.

A guy needs sex.

This is going to help clear my mind so I can decide my next move.

Needs red meat.

Needs red meat?

What am I?

Vegetable? You know, poultry.

Are you feeling any more relaxed yet?

Yeah.

I thought you only did locals.

I thought so, too.

I guess I decided to try something different.

Thanks. Now I can face my miserable life again.

You exaggerate.

Thanks. Thank you.

A masseuse is a woman who gives professional massages.

And a courtesan is... Where'd it go?

A sophisticated prostitute serving men with prestige.

You must be somewhere in the middle.

Well, I... Men of prestige have you worked with?

All people have prestige.

Oh, really?

Is that why you go so far with them?

This job is my art. It's yours, too.

I just can't find a single word in this book that describes us as artists.

Maybe that's because we're hookers.

You could have a self-esteem problem.

I'm not kidding.

Oh, I saw a movie on cable last night, and it was about the Japanese in World

War II.

Anyway, they had these kamikazes that would fly their planes into the enemy

and they would crash them, you know?

Just imagine what that felt like. I mean, what a rush.

A rush?

No, they believed in reincarnation. You know, dead today, back tomorrow.

That's what gave the kamikazes the guts to do it.

What is your point, Noreen? Well, if you had that many lives, wouldn't you take

chances on your need to live badly?

Because you'd get a second chance.

No. No, I don't believe that.

Today is all you've got.

Fool yourself.

If you really believe that, then why are you a hooker? Is that all you want out

of life?

Damn it, Noreen. You're the one who's telling me it's an art.

But you don't believe that. You think it's bad.

No, that is not what I said. I'm just trying to be realistic.

We're out here giving men sexual favors. We're prostitutes.

Just because I don't fuck them and blow them like you do.

And actually, last night, for the first time, I gave head to a client.

But it was the same with giving him a handjob.

Either way, we're taking out that weenie. We're making it sing.

And we're prostitutes.

Sex work.

Courtesy. Ladies' job.

Then why do you do it?

Because I'm good at it and it pays the bill.

Oh, man.

Who's that?

My ex-husband.

You okay?

I just haven't seen him in three years.

Can we have a check?

You look surprised to see me.

Yeah, aren't you supposed to be in San Francisco?

Well, actually, I'm teaching a photography seminar at the college for

two weeks.

Really?

That's nice.

Good to see you.

So, what are you doing now?

I mean, are you still pursuing acting?

I'm in transition right now.

Transition?

To what?

It's a new kind of acting.

101 performance, right?

Performance,

right?

Let's do this.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Why are you working as an actress?

It's the only job I could get after we split up. Nobody else fired me.

What about your acting career? I thought that was doing well for you.

There's a performance every day, 90 bucks for a ticket, 25 to 45 for

refreshments. Thank you, Shorty.

So how's your Jameson's, Irish whiskey, your nectar of the gods?

I ruined our marriage, remember?

I had to stop before it ruined my life.

I can't believe you're turning tricks.

You too, Shorty?

Hey, we're artists, just like you and your, what, camera?

Man, you can sugarcoat anything nowadays, huh?

You still have those big opinions, even sober.

Listen, I'm going to give you my number at the hotel I'm staying at.

This is the hotel that I'm at.

Call me.

Hey, why don't you come into the massage parlor for a massage?

Don't you have the 90 bucks?

Those burgers will kill you, Fanny.

You look so pretty tonight, Miss Doreen.

Thank you.

Hey, did you get what I asked you to buy for me?

Well, I talked to my friend, but he hasn't gotten it yet. He said maybe

tomorrow.

Couldn't I just come over to that hotel of yours and meet him?

No, it's no place for a pretty girl.

Hey, don't worry. He just don't got it yet.

But I need it, Leo.

I mean, I love my job, but sometimes the customers are terrible.

But I'm here.

And you know, we got Jarvis in the walls.

I know.

You know, I had a girlfriend once and her clients walked her and told her.

Don't worry, Miss Marie. I'll get it for you. I want you to be protected.

Okay, Leo.

You may kiss my hand.

Is this a smoking section?

You scared the hell out of me.

You know, I stared at your number for two days and then I decided, you know,

what the hell?

Take a chance.

Am I?

You know, I had a dream about you a couple weeks ago.

We met in a museum and I was so happy to see you and so happy to talk to you and

to walk with you and look at pictures.

Well, here I am. Are you disappointed?

No.

How do you got the sobriety of yours?

Well, I stopped drinking.

I had support from a group of people. I liked to call when I felt the urge to

drink.

I hope I'm not jinxing myself by talking about it.

Are you superstitious?

Well, a lot of these came out. I mean, all these fears that I had.

So is this your day off from your performance art?

Uh-huh.

Well, so I should be able to spend it with me.

I get something out of it, too, you know.

What?

You want to make out?

You know, it's funny how the

tables turn.

The first time we had sex, I asked you if you wanted to make out.

I'm just a game of checkers.

I can see little pieces of my face in the black pieces.

And little bits of my tits in the red.

Here's my asshole.

And this is my eyes.

What are you babbling about?

I feel like I'm a game of checkers.

Get a life.

Ooh, should I write a screenplay like you?

No, Thompson. I'm grateful for the job.

Could it give me time and money to work on my dream?

Yeah, screenplay.

Why not?

I'm grateful.

That'll be done.

I was hoping you might give me a role in your big production.

You'd see me on TV.

Public access doesn't require good acting, so your credits don't count for

me.

I think you're getting ahead of yourself a little.

You're going to be a masseuse until you're 90 years old.

Be spiteful. I wouldn't cast you as a village idiot.

Come along, beautiful.

Oh, yes.

My sweet doll.

He's going to crack one day.

One session with him was enough for me.

he's homeless split personality wants to be something he's not

I like seeing these books.

I like thinking that when you're not giving someone pleasure, you're

improving yourself.

Lunch.

Parts.

Shipping.

Who are you?

Demi-mondaine.

You have such a refined vocabulary.

They don't need more.

Am I a whore?

Yes, you are Would

you like me to lick your pussy whore?

Oh, yes

You eat my panties and I'll lick your pussy.

I don't see your tongue around the head of my car.

Let me see that tongue.

Nice, pretty girl tongue.

Nice and wet.

I like that, don't you?

Turnover, Donna.

So what would you like?

Sweetest or shiatsu?

So what about your job?

I just give massages.

Hand jobs at the most.

Look, all I know is it pays the bills and it's something I'm good at.

And I get to give men something real.

Something tangible.

What I couldn't give you in our marriage.

So it's about us.

You didn't cause my drinking.

You didn't make me a masseuse.

I want you to quit.

What, so you can feel better?

We'd be together.

You know, you may not be drinking anymore, but you still think like a

drunk.

You find me a couple days ago, fuck, and you think we're going to get back

together.

Where's your head at?

We're just going to throw our lives up in the air on a whim?

You're afraid, aren't you?

Fuck you.

No, just leave me alone. Leave me alone.

I didn't tell you the rest of my dream.

We met.

We talked.

We even looked at pictures in the museum.

And I was drinking.

And I drank a Jameson in the hand.

Hector of the gods.

I was drinking.

Miss Doreen Williams?

Yes, who the fuck are you?

We had a detective following you.

Who? That was stupid.

No, I just wanted to... Rip me off?

Make a fool of my entire family?

No.

I just wanted to be somebody that... Can you not see touch?

I just told you a woman that does it all.

Why are you doing this to me?

I was curious from the first time we met.

I think I believed your bullshit.

Did you read about my family in the society pages?

No. Did you try to take a scam your way out of the gutter?

No, I was just pretending.

I was improvising.

I mean, I didn't know how far this would go.

What's wrong with that?

I didn't know where this would lead.

I mean... Probably nowhere.

You have mental problems, lady.

You're not going anywhere as long as you have her in your system.

Go on. Go on.

You can't mean you never believed me.

Not all those afternoons.

Never.

You're lying.

You're playing with me, aren't you? I mean, this is the act, right?

I never believed you.

There's a fucking uncle out there, isn't there? He hired a detective, didn't he?

That's right.

He's just a whore.

Fucking little rich boy.

Fucking little daddy's boy. Don't you ask every time you go to the bathroom?

Daddy, can I go pee-pee now? Mother, can I wipe my fucking little ass, huh? You

fucking sissy faggot!

Come here. Fine!

Fine, you fucking bastard!

That's good. That's good.

The next time my nephew's in the park, don't be there. Stay in your own

neighborhood.

A person?

Not a fucking doormat?

I talked to you yesterday and everything was fine.

Now today, you stand me up.

Why? It's quite obvious, don't you think?

Okay, then tell me about it.

I ran into Anita.

She's working as a whore now.

Anita?

Your fucking ex?

The greatest fuck of your entire life?

The one that you never stopped talking about?

Did you call her or did she call you? I told you. We ran into each other, okay?

And you expect me to believe that? Yes, I do.

You're lying.

I am not lying.

What am I going to say to get it through your head?

Nobody called nobody, all right? I met her at a coffee shop. I ran into her.

Did you fuck her? I didn't sleep with her, all right?

You fucking liar!

All right, I fucked her, all right? Is that what you want to hear?

Look at all these postcards I sent you.

Look at them.

And you blame her?

No, I don't, all right?

This was gonna happen.

I could feel it.

Feel it on the horizon like a storm.

Well, I'll tell you something, buddy. She's not gonna make me drink.

I'm gonna get her out of our life. This little greatest fuck of yours.

That's not what I said, goddammit.

I said the greatest fuck of my life until I met you.

Go ahead, Miss Lorraine.

Shut the door. Shut the door.

This

is

good.

Now I feel protected.

Who are you afraid of?

Hard to tell.

Donald seems nice.

But he's weird, and that scares me.

But now I'm armed and dangerous, and I feel better.

Maybe you should get a gun.

Can I borrow yours if I need it? No.

Just tell me who you want to shoot, and I'll shoot him for you.

It's beautiful, Leo.

I wish I could graft it right into my body.

Right here.

Maybe here.

You're beautiful, Miss Noreen.

Someday I'll have my own house of joy and you'll work for me, Leo.

You'll be my own personal porter.

I'll even let you clean out my garbage can. Not the one for the clients.

If you want, you can take a souvenir home.

Just think of all those goodies from my body.

Kiss it, Leo.

You may dress me.

You did good, Leo, getting me this gift.

See, I even got a new purse for it.

I like this one here.

Right, honey?

You know, it's like I said to you on the phone.

I want my wife here to learn the secrets of erratic besides, so I came to the

experts.

Really?

Well, Juanita, how much for you to get naked?

Twenty-five for topless.

I don't take anything else off.

Come on, I'm up to 50 bucks.

50 bucks and I can get naked, huh?

You sure your wife isn't going to mind?

Are you kidding me?

When I love, she loves.

Hold it, hold it.

Tony, I want you to take your clothes off, huh?

I want you to get a rest, baby, okay?

Hey, she's got a nice butt, huh, Joanie?

Check it out.

Come on, relax.

Let me give you a massage, okay?

You watch it, Johnny. This is the way to give a nice, erotic massage.

Oh, I forgot the music. Hold on a second.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

I don't want no music.

I just want to hear the sound of your hand.

It's time to turn over. No, no, no, not yet. Not yet.

No, no, no, no. Hold on. No, it's time to turn. It's time to turn.

Real beauty, ain't it, huh?

I see them like that every day.

Yeah, that's the way to do it. Watch it, Joe.

Pay attention.

Nice and slow and easy.

That's how you get a lot of grub down.

Yeah.

Nita, you can hand you one, don't you?

Yeah.

Oh,

yeah.

Yeah, put your hand right.

I got a real kid, huh?

Get them agile fingers, you know?

You know, skills.

Go in.

Yeah,

Jody, watch her.

This is what you're supposed to do.

Massage.

I think maybe you'd like to come a little closer so she could see.

No, no, no. She's fine where she is.

I'll tell you what.

Just give me a blowjob, huh?

I don't do that.

Come on, who are you trying to bullshit? Just suck my fucking dick, will you? I

said no!

Fine.

Why don't you send in somebody else that will?

Fine.

What a cunt she turned out to be.

This guy.

Suit him in.

Something wrong? You want to get Jarvis? Yeah.

What's up?

Don't worry about it.

Forget it. Let me get Jarvis.

No, no, Jarvis.

Anita, this guy wants something that you don't sell. He's such an asshole. He

comes in here with his fucking wife and then he just...

Well, what does he want? A head?

A binge-off?

A burrito.

No, I don't want that.

Come on, no Jarvis, Gina. Let me finish it.

You can split the session, babe. Oh, that's okay. I'll just take the tip.

Come on, get it? The tip?

Yeah.

But I don't feel awful.

Never, ever tell me I'm wrong.

I wanted a head, and she wouldn't give it to me.

She was wrong.

I know, Jackie.

I'm sorry.

You want a head, you want your head.

Where'd your friend go?

Different people have different ways of working.

Guess she didn't notice my blowjob lips.

It'll be another 50, pal. What?

Come in my mouth, come in my face.

Watch me lick it off my chin.

I like your vocabulary.

Jody, get the money.

Now.

I'll even get nude for free.

Spank it.

Come on, give me a good hard whack.

I deserve it, I've been bad.

Come on, harder.

Come on.

Yeah. Oh, that's good.

Oh, that's good, yeah.

Yeah, suck it, you fucking piece of... You a piece of... You

watching, Joni, huh? Watch it. Watch it suck my fucking dick. Now.

That's it, baby.

Suck my dick.

What have you got, Joanie?

Come over here and eat out of her asshole.

We like you, man, all right?

Come over here and eat it.

Now!

Come on, come on, eat her fucking ass.

Come on, Joanie, eat her fucking ass. Look at her asshole,

baby. Oh, she likes that.

Like her, asshole. Yeah.

Come on, you fucking piece of human debris. Would you fucking go at it?

Christ.

I'm not asking you to kill nobody. Just lick her fucking asshole. Yeah, like

that.

Ah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah, come on, baby.

Come on, I want you to ride my dick baby. Come on jump on there man.

Another hundred.

Another hundred?

That's right.

Tony get the money.

Tony get the fucking money now.

Yeah.

Oh yeah.

Oh yeah.

Yeah, yeah fuck

Yeah

Yeah

Shorty, come here.

Lick off your tits.

Come over here and lick her tits.

Did you stop acting like you just saw a fucking ghost? Just lick her fucking

tits, man.

What the fuck's wrong with you?

That's it.

Yeah.

Come on, baby. Fuck it.

Yeah, you like this, don't you?

Yeah.

You do this a lot?

Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah.

That's it, Joanie.

That's it.

Yeah. Oh, that's good, baby.

That's so fucking good. I'm gonna stick it in your fucking ass.

Yeah? Yeah.

That'll be a grand.

What? A grand, you heard me.

Christ, what, do you got a Cadillac up your fucking ass? Maybe.

Joanie, see how much money we got?

Come on, get your ass over there, Joanie.

How much we got?

Come on, would you count the fucking shit?

We don't have it. We don't have it.

About 500 up your ass. No deals.

500 up your ass. No deals, you heard me.

Hold it.

You watch me stick it up her ass.

My little sack of crap, would you fuck for Christ's sake?

That's where you like it.

What?

Cram your asshole.

That's my boss.

Try this one.

How's that one?

Fucking crap. Take my fucking dick off your ass.

Love getting dick crammed up your ass.

Get your ass over here. I'm going to cum all of your fucking tits.

Get over here on your knees. On your fucking knees.

Yeah, that's it, Johnny. Come on.

Come on.

Yeah.

Take your fucking tits off. Come on. I paid you for this shit.

Oh, God.

Fuck.

Yeah.

Ah, yeah.

Ah, yeah.

Yeah. Look what a little slut made me do, huh?

Now you're a useless piece of shit. At least pay attention, huh?

Yeah.

Get over here and lick this shit off of me.

She doesn't want to.

I'm not talking to you.

Come here, Johnny.

Get off your lazy fucking ass.

Come on.

Lick that shit off.

Lick it off. Come on.

Come on. You know a real woman wouldn't do that.

She'd refuse.

But you'd love it, you sick bitch.

Come on, lick it. God damn it.

Come on.

Get that shit out.

bitch what's your problem these fucking cunts are on the stage it's no better

than you are for great things jarvis shut up you don't make no money you dumb

bitch why do you do that why are you calling her that because that's what she

is she is not you don't have to tell her look at his fucking bra what's he got

for jarvis get him out of here hey give me some power i'm getting dressed

Come on. What the fuck are you doing? Are you nuts, man?

You're taking another shot. Call it a day.

Colbert.

Errol's girlfriend from San Francisco.

Is what?

You heard me.

Open up this silly door. I gotta talk to you.

What's wrong with Errol?

Hello? What's wrong with Errol? Errol's drunk.

Understand now?

Back at the motel with a terrible hangover.

Look, he never told me he had a girlfriend.

Would it have made a difference?

Yeah, of course it would have made a difference.

Oh.

Oh.

What have you been drinking?

Drinking?

I forgot.

He's definitely got some beer on the way over here.

Beer and chocolate.

Well, don't be kissing anybody.

Jesus.

Oh, where's your bathroom?

So what's this all about?

Earl told me a lot about you.

A lot about...

Your little antidote to how you broke his heart.

How you guys used to fight like dogs and cats.

How?

But how you used to get a good night's sleep still.

He's got insomnia with me, cutie pie.

Maybe we don't fight enough.

No.

No, we keep each other sober.

Yeah. Look, you can have him, okay? He's yours. Take him.

Oh, no, no, no, no.

But before you take him, I'd like to see why you're so famous.

I'm not famous.

Yeah.

Anytime you leave your mark on somebody like that, thank you.

Thank you.

You know, when I was drinking, I could have any woman I wanted.

I scored more than most men did.

Dykes.

In between.

Straight.

All I had to do was snap my fingers and I could have my way with them.

When I was drinking.

Hey, Earl was right about you, you know.

You are nice.

Nice eyes.

Nice hands.

Ooh, and nice breasts, too.

You can't work on my imagination like that and not expect me not to come over

and see for myself.

So can I?

Have you?

Just like Earl did?

Mindy.

Say yes.

Look, is Earl going to be all right?

Earl's going to be fine.

Am I going to be all right?

That's the question.

Mindy, how did you find me?

I never gave Earl my number or my address.

Yes, but you never changed your married name.

Anita Davis, wife of Earl Davis.

I looked in the phone book.

Let's compromise.

I'll give you a massage.

You massage people and make them feel better.

I'll massage you.

No.

Yes.

Come on.

Come on.

Is she going to be my little whore?

Yes.

Yeah? Do I have to pay you?

Do what you want with me.

I don't want to be here.

Little slut.

Slut being with all those men.

Fucking you all the time.

I'm alright.

That guy was just an asshole.

And his wife.

I've seen women like her.

My mother.

Trumpet.

Pussy.

Pussy.

Whore.

What's the name of it you call?

Tart.

Trollope. Can I get you a soda?

Lady of the mind.

You want to buy my script?

Success at last.

Lucky her.

Are you all right, Miss Noreen?

Neither. Christ, does everybody read the phone book? Don't answer it.

Why the hell not?

They didn't change your name.

Thanks.

What the fuck are you doing here?

Assess the damage, Earl.

Assess the damage caused by your prick.

You drank. I drank.

Everything between us is finished.

What do you got?

It's a whore.

If you'll have you.

You slept with her?

It's my job to comfort people.

She came to me. I gave it to her.

That's it, baby.

Just doing your job.

See you later.

Are you ready to become my woman again today?

Let's switch places.

You be me, and I'll be you.

I don't think you really want to switch, Donald.

You only see the surface.

I'm not really like that.

You're teasing me.

I have an instinct, a feminine intuition about you.

You're the girl I want to be.

Isn't it insane talking like this? It's fantasy.

It's a democracy.

Be all you want to be.

That's what the army does.

There's an army of men like me.

All right, Donald.

Donna.

I want you to close your eyes.

Call me Noreen.

All right, Noreen.

I want you to close your eyes.

I'm going to take you somewhere new and exotic.

Back to your girlhood.

You're 18.

And you're walking down the street.

And you're wearing a pair of short, sexy cut-offs.

And they show off your firm little butt.

And you have a ponytail.

And, Lorraine, your ponytail bounces as you walk.

And all the guys like to pull it.

To get your attention.

And you're a very pretty girl, Noreen.

As a matter of fact, you're so pretty that your looks have kind of gotten in

your way.

Made it hard to think.

And all the men and the boys like to remind you of how pretty you are.

And you don't know what to do with yourself.

So you decide to use your looks for your profession.

You decide to make everyone happy.

You come to work here at Fantasy Touch, and you rub so many men all the right

way.

And they're so excited and happy for you.

You're the most adventurous one.

And you make more money than...

I appreciate the pleasure.

Colonel Kamikaze.

We can't ask people to explain why they give love the way they do.

It's a mystery only God can answer.

Teach her own destiny, her own path.

In a moment of despair, we've lost a loved one.

But let's not forget about how she loved.

Ashes to ashes, death to death.

The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want.

Make as we lie down in green pastures.

I never should have turned her over to those crazy people.

It's not your fault.

She made that decision a long time before.

She's just waiting for the right moment.

Maybe I should quit.

I'm not like candy. I don't have any goals.

I'm just drifting.

A girl doesn't get into that type of business without wanting to punish

herself or other people for that.

Just stop it, Earl, okay?

I gave something real to those men.

And they gave back a lot more than money.

Not all the time, but sometimes.

I could see it in their eyes. The gratitude.

They were lonely.

And I gave them what they needed.

The prostitute or masseuse.

Sex worker.

I could still see Noreen with that dictionary in her hands.

Anita.

It's up to you.

It's your life.

And you know better than I do.

Earl, I'd like another chance.

Honey, we'll talk. We'll take it slow.

We'll see what we have here, okay?

I'd like that.

I'd like you.