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I don't know what it is

But some that I can't fight

Must be the

compulsion That's with me day

and night I don't know

what's happening

Oh, nothing I can ever show you.

But maybe it's a perfect love that I'm looking

for.

I even try to get no sense.

Who was it this time, Sean?

Sean?

It was just a guy.

A nameless face, like all the others.

Tell me about him.

It's the same as always.

Just a sudden, overpowering urge.

You're not being very forthcoming today.

Why is that?

It was different this time.

Different how?

Dangerous.

Continue.

Look, I really don't enjoy recounting all these experiences.

I mean, what's really going on?

Do you get your rocks off listening to all these details?

I'm sorry.

No apology necessary.

We can continue whenever you're ready.

I don't know what brought it on. I had to do a book signing.

It was a long day.

I felt kind of frazzled.

I needed something different.

There's this sex club.

They operate out of a big warehouse.

Different areas for different tastes.

So I went straight down to the basement.

I call it the meat rack.

So I walked down this long tunnel.

There was this man leaning against the wall.

I don't know what he said or anything.

I just watched.

What did I get you?

Something filthy in a clean glass.

You don't use glasses here.

Everything comes straight from the bottom.

Well, I didn't expect to meet a man here with a quick wit.

You don't exactly look like the type that come to a place like this.

That made me feel like a cheap believer.

You're right, but I'm curious.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Bye.

so so

um

Thank you.

Thank you.

um

Thank you.

Such a nice coat.

You should come and wear a dress.

Now come all over her ass.

She deserves it.

Somebody please find me.

Then what happened?

You followed me home.

Or I led him to my home.

Take your choice.

Mmm.

Mmm.

Oh yes.

Oh yes.

Oh yes.

Yeah.

Fuck you. You must do anything on your way out.

Well, this is a new and somewhat disturbing element, isn't it?

Tell me this, Sean.

When you entered that club, did you feel a conscious need to degrade yourself?

All I know is that it's like I'm spinning out of control.

I mean, I'm not even capable of having a normal relationship.

Well, there is something else that we could try.

It's radical and it's unproven, but it may be effective.

What is it?

Past life regression.

It's a form of hypnotherapy.

There's a possibility that your obsessive-compulsive behavior is linked

to a past life existence.

Past life existence.

You can't be serious.

Well, it's just a suggestion.

No, I mean, what the hell, at this point I'm willing to try anything.

Just remember, sometimes the most...

unorthodox methods yield the best results.

There are more things than have an earth ratio than are dreamt of in your

philosophy.

We can start tomorrow, same time.

Great.

Barbara, would you come in here for a moment? I'd like to speak to you.

Right.

You're a big fan of her novels, aren't you? Oh, yes, the biggest.

You know, she writes the most exciting romance... How long was her last book on

the bestseller list?

About 36 weeks.

You know, she even got a $2 million advance on the... You know, she just

told me something that really got me worked up.

She did?

Tell me about it.

No.

Can't betray the patient's confidence.

I'll tell you what I will do, though. What?

Like I'll fuck you in the ass after you suck my cock.

That's good.

That's nice.

No, no, pull it up. Pull it up. Inch it up. Slow.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Just pull it just to the top of your ass.

Yeah, just a little higher.

Bring it up. More, more, more, more, more.

Right there.

Yeah.

Yeah. That's nice.

Nice ass.

Take your skirt off.

Take it off.

Yeah.

You like showing me your ass, don't you?

Yeah, I do.

Why?

Because I know you like it. That's right.

That's exactly right.

Pretty little butt.

Just shake it a little.

Show me your pussy from under there.

Just bend way over.

Open your ass.

Oh, no. Leave him on.

I just want to see it through the veins.

What do you want me to do to that pussy?

I want you to play with it. Do you?

You want me to suck your head?

Yeah. Hard or soft?

Hard. Fast?

Slow? Fast.

Yeah?

Flick it with my tongue?

Yeah. I'll make you hot, baby.

Yeah.

As long as you think about my cock while I'm doing it. Yeah.

Think about what it would feel like slipping in and out of your hole.

It's gonna feel good, you know?

You want me to kiss one?

Yes. Yeah? Come here.

Yes.

You want me to kiss one?

Yes. Do you?

Yes.

Yes.

Play with your pussy. Play with your pussy.

Why don't you get down there on the ground.

Just sit down and rub your head.

Just lay back on the floor and pull your legs up.

Don't show me your pussy, though. Just play with it, just like that.

That's good.

Pull your legs up in the air. That's good. Show me your legs and those heels.

What do you want, baby?

What do you want from me?

I want you to play with me.

Play with what?

Play with my pussy.

Play with your pussy?

Yeah.

Do you deserve it?

Yes.

Take your panties off.

Slow.

Leave him right there.

And spread your legs.

Yes.

Very nice.

I'm gonna jerk my cock

while you play with your pussy.

So what do you want to play today?

What do I want to play today?

Yeah.

Kitty.

You want to play kitty?

I'll play kitty today.

Okay.

You want to play kitty?

Yeah.

Come over here and rub up against me like a little purring pussy would.

Yeah.

Come on, do it.

That's a good kitty.

Very good kitty.

Kitty makes my car hard.

Kitty makes my car hard.

Yeah.

Good kitty.

That's a good kitty.

Just touch it. Just touch it.

Just touch it.

Kitty likes her milk.

Kitty likes her milk.

Yes she does.

Stay still.

Suck it, kid.

Suck it, kid. Yeah.

Yeah, fuck.

Oh, yes.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah.

Suck it. You suck it. You suck it. You like sucking.

Tell me you do.

I love sucking your cock. Gardner. I love sucking...

or something, huh?

It's Fisher.

I got a job for you.

When you wake, Sean, you will remember everything.

I want you to picture a woman in your mind.

This is the most beautiful woman you've ever seen.

Her name is Helen.

Helen Tremaine.

Do you see her, Sean?

Watch what she does for you.

When she makes love, you feel a sense of satisfaction like you've never felt

before.

In your past life, Helen Tremaine and I were lovers.

Not just lovers.

Soulmates.

And apparently the relationship was abruptly terminated.

By death?

Perhaps. Can't really get all that in one session.

But I will say this.

Your sexual compulsions are an expression of a desire to reconnect with

this perfect lover from your past.

So until I find this Helen Tremaine and... This lifetime.

Exactly.

That is insane.

Do you know how many people there are on this planet?

If I was buying into this whole thing, I would have to fuck my way around the

globe to find this so-called perfect lover.

Look, I said I was willing to try anything, but quite frankly, I think

you're taking advantage of my pocketbook.

This all might work for some...

frustrated matron from Hillsborough, Doctor, but I'm a little bit more

grounded in reality.

Sean, I'm going to prescribe you a mild sedative.

I don't need a sedative, as a matter of fact.

I am terminating our professional relationship.

I have never heard so much crap in my life. You are a fucking quack.

You have the galley proofs first thing in the morning.

You know what I honestly think? It's the best goddamn thing I've ever written.

Okay?

See you tomorrow night.

I haven't seen you before, are you new?

Yes, I just started last week.

Okay, let me see.

We've got three bottles of wine, two red and one white, four bottles of vodka,

two bottles of gin, two bottles of whiskey, one scotch and one

ligamuth.

You're not planning on drinking this all yourself, are you? No, I'm having a

party tomorrow night to celebrate the completion of my new novel.

You're a writer?

You're Sean Grant, aren't you?

Yes. Yes, I am.

I can't believe this. I've read everything you've ever written.

This is great.

Thank you.

I've always been told that my audience demographic is 99% women.

I'm in touch with the women inside of me.

Listen, next time you get a delivery from Grohmans, just ask for me. I'm

Jack. And if it's no problem, maybe I could bring along some of my books

and... Oh, I'm sorry, excuse me. Some of your books.

And if it's possible, you could autograph them for me?

I'll go you home better than that, Jack.

Why don't you come to my party tomorrow night?

I... Are you serious? I... Sure. It's not much. Just a few friends.

I'm not sure if I'd fit in there with that type of crowd. I mean, I just

deliver liquor. It's okay. I'd love to have you. Yeah? Yeah.

Okay. I'll be there.

Um, what time would that be?

Eight o'clock.

Okay. Eight o'clock it is, then.

I'll see you then.

Find someone else. I can't go through with this. She's a nice lady. You will

follow this thing through to the end, Jack.

Let me remind you that I have the power to revoke the patient privilege clause

at any time.

You can't testify against me in court. You're my therapist.

Anything I've told you has been in strict confidence.

Besides, I've been walking the straight line for five years now.

Well, then you have five more years before you're immune from prosecution.

With a little help from your friends, Jack.

You just might make it.

I'll talk to you later.

Last time we met, Sharon, you were speaking about your open marriage.

Yes. Doug and I have had an open marriage for as long as I can remember.

We have no problem with that, do we, darling?

No, it's okay.

He's had his little bimbo for two years, and I never raised an eyebrow.

So now I've met Jay here. We have a great relationship, don't we, Jay?

Yep, the best.

And the problem is?

I love them both. I really do.

But I decided instead of choosing between them, because that's what it was

really starting to come down to, I should have the best of both worlds.

And how do you feel about that, Doug?

There's no fucking way he's moving into my house. It's my house too, prick.

Sharon, perhaps you're advancing Doug's thinking in big strides instead of small

steps. Huh?

Jay, I'd like for you to come over here and touch her breasts.

But I like her ass.

Touch them both.

bigger kiss.

Here, do them like this.

Do you like this? It's getting hard.

And then take it out.

Let's see.

Are you kidding me?

Oh, yeah.

That wasn't so bad.

No, actually that was great.

Okay guys, we'll give it a six week trial period.

But Jay, I don't want you to touch any of my stuff.

Golf clubs, car, wine collection, nothing.

Just my wife.

Anything else and the deal's off.

I'm through fucking you.

I say, there is a very big market of books on indoor gardening.

Ozone layer, hole in the sky, low air, no garden.

He doesn't get it either. He's standing there standing and just going, huh?

I'm going, listen, God, it's a bandwagon, and you can get on it or off

it. This is a great idea. This could make or break you. Do you understand?

Look at my lips. Watch me breathing. Now get it. And he's going, I think I

better.

That's why you say you've read all my books.

Absolutely.

What are you doing?

Ugh.

Exhilarating. I know.

I'll sign it for exhilarating.

God.

I wish I could have met you five years ago.

So what do you want to know?

Everything. I want to know everything about you.

Well, I'm the black sheep of the family, I can tell you that much.

How did you earn that reputation?

I had a few scrapes with the law.

Nothing too serious.

Not as serious as the last black sheep of the family.

My mum's Aunt Helen.

She was killed in a car crash back in the 50s.

So what's so scandalous about that?

Well, it seems like she wrote the obituaries herself, survived by her

longtime companion, Susan Ellis.

Seems like she had a few major skeletons in her closet.

Jack, what was her last name?

Tremaine.

Here's a real funny part of the whole story for you.

My mom, she's a real kook. She believes in UFOs and reincarnation, all that

junk.

She says that seeing I was born three days after Aunt Helen died, that her

soul passed into me.

And that's why I was sending her into so much trouble.

I mean, she even said I looked like Aunt Helen.

Strangest damn thing I ever heard.

That's my mum for you.

Okay, did you really mean it when you said that you felt like you've known her

your whole life?

Well, yeah, kind of.

What's wrong? You've got a spooky look on your face.

There are more things to heaven on earth, Horatio, than I dreamt of in your

philosophy.

What?

Nothing. It's just something my therapist said to me once.

Your therapist?

Yeah.

We need to have a long talk.

Your mother might not have been as crazy as you think she is.

Where the hell is she? She said she'd be here at one o'clock.

Relax, she'll be here.

Two rabbits.

They'd be fucking in five minutes.

I

just

got home.

You're late.

I know. Give me a few minutes. I'll be right there.

Pick this up.

ah ah

Oh.

His manager and my publisher's daughter all in one day. What an occasion.

Sean, have you taken a look at your cash outflow records lately?

No, that's what I pay you to do.

Three weeks ago, you spent $12,000 in one day.

Oh, that.

I bought Jack a new car. I got tired of him always borrowing mine.

Uh-huh.

It seems that you've bestowed upon him some rather impressive gifts of cash.

In the last few weeks.

Those were loans.

You'll pay me back. Besides, it's my money.

What the hell's going on here?

We're just concerned, that's all.

About what?

How much do you know about this Jack?

I mean, are you aware he's been in prison?

That was years ago.

You know what he was in for?

Stealing cars or something like that.

He's a hustler, Sean.

He conned women out of their inheritances and pensions.

That's way different from stealing cars.

Look, I haven't so much looked at another man since I've been with Jack.

Do you realize what that means to me?

Yeah.

It means that he's won your confidence.

What do you think the con in con man means?

We go back a long way, don't we? Oh, yeah, but let's not talk about the past,

shall we? The past couldn't be more of a relevant issue at this point.

Look.

Just hear me out.

First, you seem to be curious of your past behavior.

Now, whether that's from some inner peace that you found or from meeting

Jack, whatever, that's great.

But I think you're being taken for a ride.

All this past life stuff.

You didn't buy it from Dr. Fisher, but all of a sudden you're buying it hook,

line, and sinker from Jack.

Well, maybe Dr. Fisher was right.

And maybe Jack is working for Dr.

Fisher.

Just think about it, Sean.

The man is milking you like a prize-winning cow.

Look, all I'm saying is... Don't take all this stuff at face value.

Look... You're a detective novelist, for Christ's sakes. Do a little bit of

detective work on your own.

I'd prove this really becomes a bad situation.

Does your father still have that professor under contract? The one who

writes computer books?

Yeah, why?

Put me in touch with him.

Okay.

Jack Tormain, paroled March 12, 1992.

Faroli has requested a list of reputable psychotherapists for consultation.

I've referred him to Dr.

Lee Fisher.

That's my parole officer's report, isn't it?

What the fuck is going on, Jack?

Well, you can appreciate the irony, can't you, Sean? What?

You know, I spent five years of my life making a living.

And a damn good one, too.

Cunning women out of everything they've owned.

And do you want to know where alone are those smooth lines and suave come-ons?

from reading your books.

Eventually I got caught, I did my time, and I swore I'd go straight when I got

out.

But you know what the best job my parole officer could offer me?

It's a fucking dishwasher job in a Chinese restaurant.

So I stole a few goddamn cars, you know, I tried to get ahead, but I felt bad,

and I swore I'd go get some mental help.

You know.

Come on, Sean, do I have to spell it out for you?

Dr. Fisher's blackmailing you into doing this.

He figured I could pull it off, and if I refused to do so, he told my parole

officer about the stolen cars.

What do you think where that money's been going to?

So this whole story about your Aunt Helen and her lover... It's all a scam,

Sean.

Here's the irony for you again.

I know it's hard for you to believe, but I really do love you.

And I'll do anything to prove it.

Even if it means that you have to go back to jail?

If that's what it takes.

You know, I was a little bit skeptical at first.

But that was a great scam you cooked up.

Well, thank you.

What's the purpose of this visit?

You're gonna ruin him, aren't you?

What? You think you're the first?

The man's a scam artist.

It's about time someone tries to stop him.

Look. I'm thinking you must know other rich bros. Sorry, excuse me.

Patience.

That's a compelling proposal, Jack.

What would be your end of the deal?

I don't know.

20%?

Maybe in your car every now and then?

But what'll happen to me?

I'll be out of a job.

Well, you're a big fan of my work, right?

Well, the biggest.

Well, I could always use a researcher.

Someone who's familiar with my work.

Really? Yeah.

Well, when can I start?

Today, if you want.

I'm going to give it strong consideration, Jack.

We'll have lunch tomorrow.

Okay, sounds good.

Did you get it?

Every goddamn word.

You know, a licensing board gets a hold of this, he's not even going to get a

better practice in veterinary medicine.

What's this?

Oh, this is Barbara.

She's my new researcher.

But I thought you enjoyed doing your own... Hmm.

Sure.

Listen, Jack, I'm still going to have certain urges every now and then. It

doesn't change the way I feel about you.

I mean, as long as I keep it in check.

Don't let it overwhelm me. Everything in moderation.

Okay. Sooner or later, you'll have to think about getting some help.

I am, Jack.

Barbara, what do you think about a menage a trois?

What?

My next book, Cinderella, is a dangerous love triangle between a man and two

women. On one pivotal scene, they go to bed together.

Oh.

Barbara.

Please, I'd like to speak to you.

Barbara?

Barbara?

Barbara?

It's the perfect lonely That I'm looking for

I

even try to hit those cells Try

to search my soul

But these birds just keep on growing.

And now we're spinning out of control.

I don't know what's happening.

Nothing I can be sure of.

Maybe it's a pretty big lie that I'm looking for.