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I get it.

She's doing top-secret
government work and shit.

This is Mitchell Kent.

He's one of the leading experts

of extraterrestrial life
forms in the country.

- Barnabas!
- Otto!

You know, Ford has written
the most incredible script.

I'd love to read it.

- This sort of feels like fate.
- Fate.

What should I do about Gabriel?

He's ghosting you.

Hey, do you wanna give the...
open relationship thing...

a try?

I've been caming online for money.

Get on your knees!

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Aw.

Touch her.

I want you to.

Tonight, I just want to watch you.

Oh, I love you.

Aw, man.

Ah, hello?

Ford.

Yeah?

It's Otto.

Otto? Otto!

Uh...

Hey, man! Uh, how are you?

What... what's going on?

I just wanted to call and let you know

how fantastic it was
meeting you last night.

Thanks, dude!

Yeah, you too.

Gracias, Miguel.

So, I was thinking, if you wanted me

to read that script of yours that, uh...

you should bring it by the house.

Are you kidding me?

That, that would be amazing.

What are you doing later today?

Uh, nothing. I'm free all day.

I'll have my assistant
text you the address,

and uh, shall we say, 1:30ish?

Perhaps pick up some
lunch beside the pool.

Sure.

See you then.

Oh, and, uh, don't forget your swimsuit.

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I didn't wanna lie, but I knew the idea

of some guy paying to watch
me finger my butt hole

would totally freak him out.

Jethro is such a prude.

Honestly though, the
whole like, S&M thing

kind of started as an accident,

but then it tapped into something real,

like, like with Jethro and me.

It was like finally I
got to cut him open

and get to the mess of his insides.

Ew.

But, cool?

Also, I'm realizing that I
really enjoy being a dom.

It makes me feel like an
emotional puppet master.

So you're a top?

If you insist on reductive
homo-terminology.

Anyway, how's the new job?

On the plus side, I don't
have to talk to anyone.

On the minus side...

Somebody there?

Did you see like, full
penetration, everything?

Yuck, God, no.

Maybe a little.

Honestly, though, if you think about it,

it's kinda nice that as horrible

as their day-to-day lives are,

at least they're still getting some.

Only you would think of it that way.

Turns out there's a lot
of homeless in the area.

Yeah, by area you mean America?

Hello, stranger.

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Overextended as usual.

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Well, ma cherie, there is.

Much to my chagrin, I'm in your
idyllic, sunny little town.

Really, for how long?

Just for tonight.

I'm on my way to Tokyo.

Tokyo?

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Listen, I'm in the middle
of something at work.

- Can I call you back.
- Of course.

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Au revoir.

So, what do we have here?

Very similar to the
others in the report.

Have you secured the perimeter?

Yes, Severine.

And contained the situation?

There's no mystery here.

This all just seems like your

falling-for-unavailable-angst-boy norm.

Yeah, but there's,
there's something else

about Gabriel that I-I
forgot to tell you?

He's uncut?

Okay.

Do you remember the dream
that I was telling you about?

The one where I'm wandering
through darkened ruins?

With the big green alien?

So right in the exact
spot where I saw...

With the big green alien?

There was this spray-painted hieroglyph.

Bolts of lightning forming
a W around the world.

Yeah?

Well, when Gabriel and I were
on our date, I noticed...

What is... what is that?

So?

So when I asked him
what it was, he said...

I don't know.

It's just something that
came to me in a dream.

You think that's a coincidence?

No, dude..

The universe is bizarre and random.

Shit like that happens all the time.

It doesn't always have
to mean something.

Plus, um, and I mean this in
the most loving way possible,

you have an extremely
active imagination.

You don't know what
you're missing out on.

Yeah, my mom always told
me not to go swimming

till 30 minutes after eating.

Okay.

I'm totally down for later though.

No pressure.

So, Ford, why don't you
tell me where you're from.

Kansas, originally.

Yeah, we moved around a
lot when I was a kid.

My family's in Denver now, though.

How about you?

I was born in Vienna, school in London.

Now I split my time between
Berlin, Sydney, and L.A.

Whoa, you must really rack
up the frequent flyer miles.

Hmm.

What, do I have something in my teeth?

No.

I'm sure you must hear
this all the time, but

you are an extraordinarily
beautiful man.

What?

Not really, actually, thank you.

Uh, you are not so bad looking yourself.

Flattery will get you far in this town.

But seriously, though,

you are a living piece of art,

and I must shoot you.

What do you mean?

Oh, like pictures?

Yes, like pictures.

Taschen's publishing a book
of my photography next fall,

and... you must model for me.

Oh, no, I'm not much of a model.

Mm-mmm.

I insist. I'm not taking
no for an answer.

Meanwhile...

will you do my back?

Uh, sure.

Ooh, smells nice.

Mmm.

Okay, now, I want you to
look in your partner's eyes,

directly into their eyes, and tell them

you want to fuck them.

Um...

I want to fuck you.

Carly, no.

You need to tell him using your eyes.

A good actor can express anything,

even complicated mathematical equations,

by simply moving their eyeballs.

Yes.

There ya go.

Okay.

Persona numero dos, I want
you to look at your partner

and tell them you wanna
fuck their brains out.

- Frank?
- Yes, Kai?

As a cis-gender, heterosexual male,

I feel uncomfortable
expressing thatlevel

of sexual aggression without
my partner's explicit consent.

Consent is for pussies, Kai.

Stop being a beta-male, and
tell Carly you wanna fuck her.

Remember, it's not real.

That's why it's called acting.

Dude, I-I'm supposed to be your lover,

not a solar eclipse.

Is Carly right? Am-am I losing it?

Is my life so fucking
boring and unremarkable

that my mind is conjuring
up shit to occupy itself?

On one hand, I can't shake
this gnawing dread,

this feeling that there's
something going on

just below the surface of everyday life,

something twisted and horrifying,

and that somehow, everything is linked:

Gabriel disappearing,
my weird nightmares,

like it's an important message

that I'm supposed to be receiving,

but I can't, I can't quite
decipher, and it's vital

that I keep a record of it.

But on the other hand, I
do smoke a lot of weed.

Hey, Carly.

Oh, hey Frank.

- You want some?
- I'm good.

- How's the grind?
- It's not bad.

My agent actually just
got me an audition

that I'm pretty excited about.

It's for Fast and Furious 12.

That's fantastic.

Would you like to work on your

scenes with me outside of class?

I do private coaching, you know.

Maybe, how much do you charge?

Normally, $200 an hour,
but this one's on me.

Just make it easy for me. Come
to my place in Laurel Canyon,

say around 8:00?

Uh, okay.

Cool, well, thanks.

Yes, beautiful.

Yes, that's it.

You're hot, Ford.

Be hot.

Make love to my camera, make love to it.

Okay, now slow down.

Make sweet love to it, yes.

Okay, now fuck it!

Fuck it harder!

Ram it in there!

Ram it in there!

Yeah! Yeah!

Ooh, look at you.

You're a saber-tooth tiger.

Yeah! Yeah!

You're a greasy dolphin.

Spurt it out your blowhole!

Spurt it out your blowhole!

Yeah, you're the king of the mountain!

Put the cake in your mouth, taste it!

- Yeah, oh, look at you!
- Mmm!

It's so delicious!

Cake lad, yeah!

Find your pose, you're on fire!

So much sugar, so hot, so hot!

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Amber?

What's, what's going on?

Oh, uh, hey, Carly.

Sorry for the short
notice, but I'm moving.

Wait, what?

I'm moving out.

Yo-you're, you're moving?

When?

Today.

Uh, t-today?

I am going to Utah to join
an ashram with Moonshadow.

Who the fuck is Moonshadow?

Amber, it doesn't really sound like

you've thought any of this through.

I haven't, but I'm learning how to

dive into the energy
flow of my own destiny.

Maybe you should just sleep on
it for like, a night or two?

Like this is a pretty major decision.

No, I know, and that's why
I am so excited about it.

Like, I am a brand new me.

Amber, I'm, I'm sorry, but you realize

how badly this is all like,
fucking me over, right?

Rent is due in like, a week.

I acknowledge that, Carly, I do,

and I am truly sorry, but this is

a golden door of opportunity for me,

and I just can't pass it up.

That's a good one.

That guy, Mitchell Kent,

really knows what he's talking about.

So I'm supposed to be putting out a fire

in a car engine while
also putting on lingerie.

It's not fucking Strindberg, is it?

Thank you.

You alright? You seem tense.

Oh, really? No, I'm... I'm
sorry, I'm-I'm all good.

Okay, good. Cheers.

It's funny because you
don't seem like someone

who would wanna even do this?

What do you mean, do what?

I mean you're a normal,
well-adjusted person,

why the hell would you
choose to be an actor?

Huh.

Yeah, uh, I guess

I have always felt that there's

something sort of pathetic about acting.

If you're a, a writer or a painter,

you can constantly be
creating stuff on your own,

but as an actor, you're
relegated to waiting

for the phone to ring,
worrying if you're inadequate.

It is an inherently
masochistic profession.

Yeah, kind of.

So what do you say we warm up a little.

Like a, like vocal exercises?

No.

Like, let's get in the hot tub!

Oh, uh, what about the...

You'll read better if you
loosen up, trust me.

There's a bathing suit
in the bathroom for you.

So, is this Ford another one
of your little boy toys?

No, it's more than that.

You know who you're like?

Brigitte Bardot.

She was one of the first
women to be truly modern

and treat men like love object.

She used them and discards them.

I told you, it's not
like that this time.

Oh, and what is it that you
like so much about this boy?

He's sincere.

Ah, this is what I can't
stand about Los Angeles.

The level of sincerity with
these people, it's terrifying.

And what about you? Are
you seeing anyone?

Dominique.

She's a heart surgeon.

I've always loved brilliant women.

You have such a gorgeous house.

Thank you. I had to fight tooth and
nail to keep it in the divorce.

Oh, you were, you were married?

Yes, twice. Never again.

Men are fucking parasites.

Oh, I always assumed that you were...

A faggot?

I-I wouldn't say that.

You'd be half right.

I was on men in the '90s, but I also did

a lot of that powder... cocaine.

Hmm.

What about you? You seem straight,
but you never know these days.

Well, I'm a millennial,
so sexual fluidity

is kind of a requirement.

Do you have a boyfriend?

I do.

Don't sound too excited.

Yeah. Sorry, that, uh, came out weird.

You're a beautiful,
intelligent young woman.

You don't need a man.

I don't get it.

From the moment me and Gabriel
met, there was this...

insane, almost supernatural
connection between us,

and then he disappears without a trace.

Love is strange, dude.

Yeah.

And super confusing.

Like you know how crazy
I am about Severine,

and how much I totally worship her.

I mean, as far as girls
go, she's pretty much

perfect in every possible way.

No argument here.

But fucking another girl while
she was watching, you know?

Playing with herself,
Jesus, I came so hard,

I almost turned inside out.

- Nice.
- I know.

So this uh, polygamy thing seems
to be working out for you guys?

Well, yeah, I mean, so far,
it's kind of awesome.

I've always found threeways
sort of bewildering myself.

Like I, I never know,
like, where to sit?

I know, right?

But I love Severine so
much, I'm willing to do

whatever I can to make her happy.

Hmm.

Oh, speaking of the devil.

Hey, babe.

We were just talking about you.

Oh, favorably I hope.

Of course.

I was just telling Uly about
our night last night,

and how amazing it was.

I'm glad you're enjoying our
new open arrangement, Ford.

It's just so much healthier
and more sensible.

Yeah, for sure.

I just checked my phone and noticed

you called several times?

Is there something you need?

Nope, just wanted to
say hi and I love you.

So am I gonna see you later?

I don't think I can tonight.

My ex, Mustafa, is in town from Paris

and we're catching up.

Oh?

It appears I'll be busy for
the rest of the evening,

but tomorrow night perhaps?

Yeah, su-sure.

Uh, Sev?

Yes, Ford?

You're not gonna, you know
like, uh, do anything, are ya?

What do you mean?

You know, like, have sex or something?

With Mustafa?

Yeah.

I already have.

Twice, as a matter of fact.

I'm so relieved I'm no longer burdened

with fear and
possessiveness, aren't you?

Yeah.

I'll talk to you tomorrow then.

Okay, night.

I love you.

Me too.

Goodnight, Ford.

Oh, man.

You okay?

Uh, yes.

That's okay, that's okay.

You have your cake and
you eat it, too, huh?

How very progressive of you.

I find it so much more practical
separating biology from emotion.

Why, are you and Dominique not open?

She's quite old-fashioned in that way,

if you can believe it.

So she doesn't know,
for instance, about...

Oh, no, no.

It's best if everyone just pretends

to be happy and monogamous, and then

secretly does whatever they want.

It's a classical way to
have a relationship.

You're so French.

So are you, you bitch.

This is why I could never be with you.

Why is that?

Because you hate yourself,

so you will never let
yourself be who you are

or have what you want.

I'm quite happy, darling. Ah!

Don't worry about me.

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Women are all-powerful due to the fact

that we have a vagina.

We are the source of life itself.

Men are just drones we keep
around to fertilize the eggs.

Uh, I don't know if that's 100% right.

Can your boyfriend make you cum?

Sort of, with my help.

If a man wants to make a woman orgasm,

the best he can do is try
not to get in the way.

Only a woman...

can truly know how to
satisfy another woman.

Um, lo-look, I-I'm sorry, I can't.

I, I did not mean for this...

Typical.

- What?
- I said typical.

You're nothing but a
typical pussy tease.

Excuse me?

You pretend to be all naive.

You come in here acting
coy and innocent.

Put on your slutty bathing suit.

What... I-I came here
to work on my audition.

Oh, yeah right, keep
telling yourself that,

maybe you'll start believing it.

Wow. Okay.

Run away. Poor baby can't
handle the brutal truth.

You know, you and your
yes-means-yes cronies,

you're all just a bunch
of entitled infants

who grew up without any
fucking structure or rules.

P.S. Don't bother coming
to class next week.

OK.

Cunt.

Are they still watching us?

What... what do you mean, who?

Them, out there.

They've been watching our every move.

Just keep looking into my eyes.

Don't let them know that we know.

What uh, what are you talking about?

Everyone out there is watching us,

and we have to pretend that we
don't know what's going on.

I don't understand.

Stop pretending you don't know.

- Know what?
- That it's our destiny to be together.

And that it's up to the two of us...

...to save the world.

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