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When I remember Lisa, I don't think about her clothes, or her work, where
she was from, or even what she said.
I think about her smell, her taste, her skin touching mine.
The first time I
met her was at the Bridgestone Academy.
One, two, three.
I gave my heart to a simple club.
I gave my soul to a new religion.
Whatever happened to you?
Whatever happened?
But you might rock and roll Whatever happened
But you might rock and roll She wants to hide her
She wants to take that She wants to feel something more Than she was thinking You
want to hide away You stand so straight I want to feel something more Than I can
ever take
Whatever happened to you?
Whatever happened to you? Whatever
happened to you?
See it's got the needle the reason
Same side, yeah.
Where are you going?
I had a meeting this morning.
An appointment.
With my supervisor.
The Antarctic.
13,800,000 square kilometres of ice.
A continent of ice.
A place where no man had ever been until the 20th century.
Come on
Come on.
Seems so good when we wake up And I take my doubt and give up
Bye.
Bye. Bye.
Bye.
I'm gonna make you breakfast.
Aye.
Fuck me.
Fuck you. Please.
Say again. Again.
put me inside you
You look like a boy.
Yeah, that's why I like you.
Boy.
Girl.
I have really big muscles.
They're like wings.
You look like an angel.
That was a bit clogged actually.
Only unhappy people are bad dancers.
Not Americans dance.
This is how we dance in England That's fantastic
You think we'll ever make love without using a condom?
No.
Well, it's had up all the tests.
It'll make sure I'm clean.
I know.
But I like it better this way.
Can I take a bath?
Yeah, you should. Do you stink?
Natasha!
Um, last night was fine. I just kind of finished work and came home.
What happened to you?
You always get all the good boys.
What's his name?
Well, I'm coming into work at six.
Yeah, I'll see you then.
Okay.
Bye. Bye.
Natasha always comes back with these ridiculous stories about these really
random men that she meets.
Really, really fucking weird men.
The weirdest people come into our bar.
Princes and sons of whoever and daughters of whoever and their
girlfriends and boyfriends and prostitutes and God knows what. I went
out with a guy who always carried a briefcase with him.
And rumor had it that it was filled with 20,000 euros at all times.
Did you ever see the money?
I saw 10,000 of it.
to sleep alone.
You bring the house down.
Choose your favorite shoes and keep your
blues off.
Clues control.
Let us cross the town's floor.
Throw your shapes electric blue.
You don't need to sleep alone.
You bring the house down.
Choose your safer shoes and keep your rules of
cruise control.
Ocean.
Waves.
Desert.
Storm.
Love.
Bus.
Yeah.
Those buses are so ugly.
Trying to look ugly.
They look stupid.
Trying to look stupid
I've
had one from Colombia one from Brazil one from
Argentina one from
Germany when I was in high school.
I have an English boyfriend.
Ah, isn't this romantic?
Beautiful morning.
No it's not, it's grey.
I don't want to obscure it.
The only reason I would swim in there is if I really loved you.
That's so boring.
I don't think this is immune.
Now say you
No, stop.
Yeah.
The ice sheet can be four kilometers deep.
The ice found there can be half a million years old.
The air trapped in the ice records the climate when the ice was formed.
The Antarctic is the planet's memory.
A memory of a time before there were people.
She was 21.
Beautiful, egotistical, careless, and crazy.
Hey, listen to this.
Immediately after undressing, I was a little embarrassed to discover that I
had a hard-on, and I laid down on my stomach beside her.
One of them had shaved her pubic hair, and you could easily make out her
slender, delicate slit.
I really go for that type of pussy, Valerie said in a low voice.
It makes you feel like slipping a finger inside.
As she lay down, I could make out the thick, plump lips of a pussy.
I heard footsteps approaching across the sand. I closed my eyes again.
The sun's very hot on your skin.
my face.
You know I got hurt once while waving a puff in my face.
Oh no, don't put my stockings on.
No, I can't see.
Forget who you are.
Forget where you are.
You're on a beach in Thailand.
Your eyes are closed.
So you can't see them.
Feel them watching you.
There's a couple behind me.
Alright.
I can feel them looking at me.
I'm so wet.
And she slides down her boyfriend's body.
She has the most amazing
breasts.
and she's covered with oil
and
she leans over to
her boyfriend grabs
his balls
Cock in her mouth.
Like a whore, for that last 10,000 more.
They must fall, when you're in love.
I was only a birthday, a
birthday.
So it was Chicago for a moment.
And then it was Paris and London.
I was alone, but I got a hundred thousand
more. Then I said, but you're mine.
But you're mine.
Thanks for supper.
No problem.
So listen, it's Thanksgiving tomorrow.
Right now.
We should do something.
Yeah.
I've got some dinner planned with some friends of mine from American.
You'd hate it.
It's really good though.
Sometimes when you kiss me, I just want to bite you.
Not in a nice way, like I want to hurt you.
Like I want to bite your lip really fucking hard and make you bleed.
Do you want to talk?
No, I'm just going to be lying down.
Okay.
I'll be in in a bit.
Night has fallen.
Mute and cold.
My horse is crying.
But you know.
But you know.
Russian.
Lisa didn't want to go to the gig that night, so I gave her ticket away Five
thousand people in a room and you can still feel alone
I've said we will Terrorize you
Bastardstruct you
Flaunt you
Disconnect you Cursed
or fucked you We will crush you
Good for you, I'll pick you up.
I don't want to be picked up.
I'm going to drink some tea.
It's too hot.
And it's got sugar in it.
You are so boring today.
Bo-ring.
Bo-ring.
Bo-ring.
I'm sure there's someone named Bo-ring.
Bo Derek.
You're so fucking interesting when you start taking pills at this time of day.
You know what?
I haven't even taken any fucking pills at this time of the day. I took my
prescription pill that I take every day that I've been taking since you fucking
met me. I haven't taken any of those pills. Did you see me take any of those
pills? You've been sitting right in front of me. Are you sitting in front of
me not looking at me? You don't pay any fucking attention to me?
Hey.
Hi.
I brought you a present.
Don't put this note by your face on the pillow
Don't
put this letter in the pocket near your heart
Keep
it in the bottom drawer where you hide the sex tips
Do my nipples feel sore to you?
They are.
Do they?
Hmm.
Jacqueline was 17, working on a desk when I've all peered above
a spectacle.
Forgot that he had wrecked a girl.
Sometimes these eyes forget the face they're peering from.
When the face they peer upon.
Well, you know.
That faces I do And how in the return of the gaze
She can return you the face That you are staring from
It's always better on holiday.
So much better on holiday.
That's why we only work when we need the money.
It's always better on holiday.
So much better on holiday.
That's why we only work when we need the money. Greg,
I was down a cat's head.
Come on, kick me again.
I'm so drunk. I don't mind.
Will you kill me?
Oh, come on. You got this.
Yeah, I'm alive.
Oh, I'm alive.
Oh, I'm alive.
And how I know it.
I'm up for chips. And for freedom, I could die.
It's always better on holiday.
So much better on holiday.
That's why we only work when we need the money.
It's always better on holiday.
So much better on holiday.
Exploring the Antarctic is almost like exploring space.
You enter a void.
Thousands of miles with no people, no animals, no plants.
You're isolated in a vast, empty continent.
Claustrophobia and agoraphobia are in the same place.
Like two people in a bed.
We spent my birthday in a hotel where a friend of Lisa's worked.
Lisa gave me a book on the Antarctic as my present.
The ice is everywhere and everything.
It spreads to all sides, an unbounded void of alien whiteness and geometric
rigor.
Antarctica is the highest, windiest, driest continent.
Its topography and dynamics is simplest on Earth, an exercise in reductionism.
The iceberg is a microcosm of Antarctica.
It's a fragment torn loose from the continent, both substance and symbol.
Within its ice, the berg contains a record of all ice terrains. As it moves
away from the mass of ice, it gradually disintegrates.
Most bergs will last less than two months in open sea.
So your butt goes like that.
It's just this, back and forth, that you have to move your ass more.
Do you love him? I love him.
I love him.
What time is it?
Don't know.
Shall we have a light?
That is so attractive.
Yeah, I got it.
We'll save the rest for later.
It was Michael Nyman's 60th birthday concert.
That was the night she told me she was going back to America.
You look like a gangster like that.
Try and look like a gangster.
You look ugly.
Try and look ugly.
It's just for you, yeah.
Sometimes you have to have faith in people.
You miss me?
There was only a week before our flight home.
She was like a tourist on holiday in London.
She bought souvenirs and Christmas presents.
She was happy to be leaving.
Are you ready?
Yeah.
One, two, three.
Like this?
Yeah. I see in your future.
Hey.
The day she left was the first time she invited me to her apartment.
She didn't want me to come to the airport or to the station with her.
She didn't want any longer lies.
As you fly over the continent, you see the journey of the ice in reverse.
The sea, the iceberg, the sea ice, the ice shelf and the ice sheet.
Each year, the ice inches its way from the heart of the continent to the sea
into which it finally melts.
It's beautiful!
You might know this one.
I see her go away, chillin' at the edge of the day.
Near the phone, I see her cry all night. No one's had a lover
today. Near the phone, I'd rather die than try to keep
her by my side.
Now she's gone, love burns inside me
now no loss love's been hung on a cross the thing seems
to make a sound and now it's all so clear somehow
the thing really matters now we're gone
Now she's gone, love burns inside of me. Now she's gone, love
burns inside of me. Now she's gone, love burns inside of me.
She cuts my skin and then leaves my little shoes and everything to me.
She tears my clothes and burns my eyes. She's all I want to see.
She brings the cold and skies my soul sees.
Ever since you left.
Now she's gone, love burns inside of me Now she's gone, love burns inside
of me Now she's gone, love burns inside of me Never thought I'd leave you like
the way that I did With a kiss, my love, and we shall go With a kiss, my
love, and we shall go I never thought I'd leave you like the way that I did
With a kiss, my love, and
now she's gone love burns inside me now she's gone
love burns inside me now she's gone love burns inside me
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