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CHRISTIAN
Hello, friends.

On behalf of the
Foundation I'd like

to thank you all for coming.

You are about to
enter a safe space.

A world free of judgment.

Free of shame.

In our house no
fantasy is too obscene.

S##t.

All right, Miss Stella
Marie, we're almost there.

All right, perfect.

Thanks again for
driving me, hon.

Mm-hm.

Wouldn't be caught dead
around here in the bug.

I'm still not sure I
want to just leave you here.

You sure this gig is legit?

It's a lot more legit
than some of the s##t

I have already done.

All right, this is it.

This is some weird s##t.

Love you.

Hey, Stella Marie.

Keep your eyes open.

WOMAN Greetings.

Password, please.

Pendragon.

WOMAN Wonderful.

Welcome, madam.

May I?

Oh.

Turn, please.

Excellent.

I think we might have
to adjust your hair.

Really?

I thought that this
was the right thing?

At the door you will be
assisted by another member

of the Red Guard.

They will instruct you as
to the correct hairstyle.

Throughout the evening
should you need anything,

anyone wearing a red
shirt can assist you.

Right.

Thanks.

I'm sorry.

Your invitation contains a
very specific wardrobe code,

and your compliance is
mandatory for entry.

I'll get
it right next time.

Wonderful.

You are now E7.

E7.

Enjoy
your evening, E7.

Welcome, madam.

Turn, please.

May I take your bag?

Oh, sure.

The guy outside said
I have to fix my hair.

There you go.

Have a wonderful evening.

All by
myself in the morning.

All by myself in the night.

I sit without you.

Table and a chair.

I wish you were there
as I play Solitaire.

All by myself I recline.

Your goodbye left me
with eyes that cry.

Watching the clock, without you.

I can play the part that
won't heal up my broken heart.

You left me cold and
I'm all by myself.

Hey, you made it.

Jesus Christ.

And I see you found your seat.

Oh, yeah.

Yes.

Under the romantic
glow of the moonlight

reflecting off the
effervescent porcelain c###s.

I'm very happy you came.

I was worried I might
have scared you off.

I don't scare easy.

Well, that's good.

You having fun?

Well, I
actually just got here.

This really is out in
the middle of nowhere.

Yeah.

We find the cliff side setting
to be a lot more relaxing.

It's better to see the
moonlight reflecting off

the effervescent
porcelain c###s.

I'll introduce you to
some of the regulars, OK?

Oh, I don't know.

I don't want to come off
as the bright eyed newbie.

Let me prove myself first.

Nonsense, Ste--
forgive me, E7.

We're all equals here.

There's no judgment.

Come.

Make friends.

These are the golden children.

Playing games as usual.

D8, Prince of the Forest.

We've missed you.

Well, I'm very
happy to see all of you.

I'd like to introduce
you to one of my friends.

This is the charming E7.

Pleased to meet you.

I'm B1.

Pleasure.

I'm B3.

That is a lovely top.

So vibrant.

Thanks.

These rude
w####s are B5 and B4.

So you're all Bs.

You must be the Foundation's
most frequent customers.

Um--

What?

E7 didn't get
the usual tutorial.

That's odd.

See, I thought it was
mandatory for entry.

You see, dear,
the number system

is based off of
order of arrival.

It's different every time.

Oh, so first
come, first serve?

Yes.

So, E7, what do you do?

Or is that topic still
on the black list?

Come, now.

You know how Christian is.

Christian just wants to be
sure that everything is secure

so that everybody here
can have a better time.

Oh, yes.

I know how Christian is.

Oh, come on.

Where is our Royal
Highness, King E8?

Christian will be
fashionably late, as usual.

But I'm E7.

No, no, sweetie.

Christian is always E8.

E8 is the king after all.

Where are
we allowed to smoke?

Um-- talk to that person
right over there wearing red.

They will point you in
the right direction.

Great.

I'll be right here, OK?

You know, I'd recognize
that voice anywhere.

What are you playing at, Prince?

I'm not playing.

Excuse me,
do you know where I--

uh--

Is everything all right?

Where are
we allowed to smoke?

On the patio.

I can take you there.

What is your name madam?

Stella Marie.

I mean, I'm-- um--

uh-- um--

E-- E7.

E7.

Follow me, E7.

Oh, come on.

I know I f###ed up.

I won't do it again.

I'm sorry.

Please, just follow me.

I swear to God
I won't do it again.

That is true.

Where are we going?

This way, please.

Sire, I'm sorry to
disturb you, but there may

have been a breach in security.

Would you mind inspecting her?

Lance, my love, you are
too free with your pronouns.

We don't know how our
friend here identifies.

I'm a girl.

Good.

What's your name, girl?

E7.

Cool.

May I?

She looks good to me.

Lance, I know we're
being stricter

than usual with security, but--

As requested
from the top, sire.

But we don't have to be Nazis.

Mistakes happen.

People need to feel
free to enjoy the balls.

E7 here looked near tears
when you brought her to me.

No, it's
my fault. I went

and said my stupid real name.

Lance, thank you for
everything that you do.

Your Highness.

What is your real name?

If you're comfortable.

Maria.

Can I get you a drink, Maria?

Yeah, sure.

So what would
you like to drink?

I'll drink anything.

You must have more
preferences than that.

Mm.

What do you like to drink?

Wilde Oscars usually.

I don't know what that is.

Well, then you
have to have one.

Coming right
up, Your Highness.

Oh, you're the best, Donna.

I know.

So-- Where did we meet?

In a store.

Franklin's?

Yeah, that's the one.

You had lighter hair then, yes?

And you were buying six dozen
yellow roses for a fundraiser.

Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I, uh-- I tried this blonde
thing that didn't work.

No, I thought it was lovely.

I remember it.

I remember recruiting every
single person in here.

Must be nice.

I have a terrible memory.

Can I tell you a secret?

Come here.

Little closer.

I lied.

I actually can't
remember everyone.

I don't know who the f##k--

I can't remember.

I don't know who let
them in, what the f##k?

No, I have--

I have-- I have a
terrible memory also.

I do.

I just--

Two Wilde Oscars.

Thank you, my love.

Well, then, Maria.

Here's to terrible memories.

Though, hopefully, not
quite so terrible tonight.

It's closing time.

Already?

It's midnight, Cinderella.

Drink up.

Let's go.

Attention.

A word from her Royal
Highness, King E8,

or as you may know her, X.

Well, hello everyone.

This is a good turnout tonight.

I'm so pleased to
see all of you here.

You know, sometimes I
worry no one will... come.

As you all know it
is now closing time.

For those of you who hope to
leave the premises before 3:00

AM you have the next 15
minutes to exit the house.

In the meantime,
those of you who

plan to stay for the After Hours
events of the evening please

note that the entrance to
the house will be sealed.

So no ins or outs, except
in quick succession.

The Red Guard will now come
and collect your cell phones.

Any of these devices
found on your person

will be confiscated,
and you will only

be able to leave at
the end of the night

after you have deleted any
photos or videos that you

have recorded.

But other than that,
tonight, anything goes.

We expect-- nay,
we demand that you

have a pleasant
time as long as you

respect the privacy and
boundaries of all other guests.

Except for this
b###h right here.

The bar will be open
for the next 20 minutes.

After that, it will be closed
for the rest of the evening.

Any equipment that
you may desire

can be provided
by the Red Guard.

Please, do not hesitate
to ask them for anything

you may need before you engage.

Safety first, everyone.

Now, if you have
a glass raise it.

You're too kind.

Now, please, give a warm
welcome to the light of my life,

our Queen.

And you know I
hate the nickname,

but you insist on
saying it anyway.

Prince of the Forest!

Yeah, yeah.

Mr. D8 himself, here to announce
the top bidder and winner

of tonight's special prize.

All right, baby.

OK.

I'm going to go get a
head start on last call.

I think I'm going
to need it tonight.

Well, first of all,
I'd like to thank

each and every you for your very
generous contributions tonight.

See anything suspicious
tonight, watch dog?

I don't think so.

Not tonight.

No one giving
you trouble, right?

No.

But ask me again in 20 minutes.

It's closing time.

They better not.

You tell me if they do, OK?

Sure thing, boss.

Dear, you're
showing a lot of skin.

Look, you see!

Mm.

I know.

I should've picked
something different.

Nuh-uh.

Not at all.

I adore it.

I haven't seen you
around much tonight.

Oh, I know I'm very late.

I told the Queen that I wouldn't
be here until after dinner

and he said it
would be all right.

Dreadful.

You missed a wonderful meal.

No matter.

The next one will be better.

Now, you mustn't tell anyone--

I'm about to be very bad,
but remind me where we met?

I have had too much to drink
tonight and my mind is foggy.

The flower shop.

I was picking out
roses and you helped

me settle on the color yellow.

Yellow is so in season.

He's
got a girlfriend.

Remind me what your number is.

Oh, I didn't get a number.

No?

No.

Um-- the Queen escorted me in.

They said I could be H6,
but they ran out of stamps.

And that they must
have miscounted or--

I understand.

Uh-- H6, would you
excuse me for a moment?

I was supposed to say hello
to someone a while ago

and it slipped my mind
until this very moment.

Of course, gorgeous.

See you later.

Yeah.

How you doing, E7?

Well, I'm going
out on the floor soon,

but I just had to pee
for the last 45 minutes.

I kind of have a tiny bladder.

That's good to know.

Is this
the only bathroom?

Safety protocol.

If it's the only
bathroom then people

notice if a guest is
gone for far too long,

or comes out sniffing.

Oh, smart.

So when are you going
out on the floor?

You know, I--

I don't play very often.

I like to be a
cheerleader and watch.

Oh, you perv.

Uh-- indeed.

You know, E7--

I think I was a bit lax with
my inspection of you earlier.

Would you mind if I did another
that was a bit more thorough?

Oh.

More thorough?

Just an innocent little thing.

Could you take your
mask off for me?

I'll show you mine
if you show me yours.

Please?

I
feel it in my heart.

It's true.

G##damn it.

Fine.

Whatever you wish, sire.

Mm.

Lance, at ease for a
moment, but stay close.

Of course, sire.

Stella Marie, how on
Earth did you get in here?

We met at the rose
please, remember?

Mm.

You are not Anna Maria.

What gave it away?

Anna Maria.

S##t.

I-- I don't understand
how you got the password.

I was invited.

But I invite everyone.

Well, I don't know
how this thing works.

Are you going to kick me out?

Not if you tell
me who told you.

I told you.

I was invited.

Look, I really,
really, need to pee.

I've had to pee
for like an hour.

You think I want all my
friends to know I'm here?

A lot of them don't
even know what I am.

I'm not gonna talk to anyone
about your awful parties.

Balls.

Fine.

I'm not going to talk to
anyone about your awful balls.

Sorry, Your Highness.

I spoke to the door guards.

They've been extremely
tight on security.

No one seems
to know what happened.

It's all right.

I know what happened.

Should I escort her
out when she's done, sire?

No, but, uh--

keep extra close tabs on her.

I don't want to be worried about
this for the rest of the night.

I'm going to go sit in my
chair for a moment and relax.

Very good, Your Highness.

Baby.

It's OK.

You just have to talk to her.

OK, people, it is
massively too quiet in here.

Let's get back to slurping,
moaning, slapping, slamming.

There's no need to stare.

We've all had those little
nip slips of the face.

Am I right?

Come on, baby.

Talk with me over here.

This way.

This room right here.

It's OK.

It really is.

Listen, I've seen most of those
people's faces many times.

Trust me.

It's very hard to toss
someone's salad with a mask on.

This is different
and you know it.

So now they all
know your secret.

I'm telling you though,
if you go back in there,

you're going to learn all of
theirs in about two minutes.

It's fine.

I don't know if
this is my scene.

I might just sit it out.

I feel awful.

I should have let
Christian know.

I should've known that she
was going to be like this.

To be honest she's
gotten a lot better.

Well, that's a scary thought.

You know, Stella, everyone
out there is just like you.

No.

Writers, graphic
designers, business people.

Who all know who you are.

Which means they've
all been getting off

to you for quite a while.

So I say you get back in there
and you blow their minds.

I have an idea.

Stand up.

Up, up, up.

Face the wall gorgeous.

All right, reciprocate.

Take off your clothes for me.

Go on.

And--

Look at the t##s on me now.

Are you sure?

Positively.

Now just lean on me, OK?

And pretend like you've just
had your brains f###ed out.

Mm.

Mm, mm, mm.

I'll be right there.

Wait for me.

Come on, let's
pick up the pace.

I want to get out of here
before Seven wakes up.

I'm coming.

Why are you talking so
loud and yelling and s##t?

You think Four
over did it a little?

Nah, she's fine.

Remember her during Christmas?

B4, if you puke in here
you're going to be paying.

This is premium package, b###h.

All right?

F##k you.

Always talking s##t.

Oh god, my back is killing me.

I'm going to go to
the chiropractor.

All right, who
did the damage?

It's hard to say.

I think it was that
girl who came late.

Maria?

The cam girl?

That's right.

The cam girl.

Yes.

Yes, yes.

Mm.

Yes, yes.

B###h is cray, OK?

They let her in without
a tutorial or anything.

Also considering her lifestyle--

I wouldn't let her see my
face is all I'm saying.

Girl, please.

It's her word against ours.

Who's she gonna tell?

Did you happen to see
who she went off with?

Well, I was tied to the
bedpost most of the night, so.

OK, so she wasn't
the King's choice.

Oh come, on one.

Let it go.

Mm.

Now, King Christian--

That girl is truly kinky.

I mean she just comes down.

She sits in her chair
and she just watches.

CHRISTIAN Most
people don't understand this,

but sometimes a good p##s
is better than a good f##k.

You tell someone that and
they say, yeah, I guess.

I see what you mean.

No.

No, you don't.

You don't know what I mean.

You don't know me.

If you knew me you'd
know I live in shame.

Glorious.

All consuming.

Gut wrenching shame.

What would they
say if they knew?

The girls who come in to
mop up the male fluids.

The guy j###ing o##.

The girl who pees to
avoid the oncoming UTI.

The bores who just f##k.

Nothing dries me up more.

Nothing intimate about it.

Slamming body parts together.

Sticky and red.

God knows why they
do it in the bathroom

when they have the whole house.

These people-- they'd call
me every dirty degrading word

they know.

WOMAN Pervert.

MAN Slut.

D##e.

MAN Disgusting.

Pig.

MAN W###e.

CHRISTIAN Hmm.

I can't say that they're wrong.

Watching people f##k can be
just fine, but it's a sport.

It's gymnastics or a horse race.

It's not intimate though.

You can f##k someone silly
and never really know them.

I know them the way no one does.

You're only who
you really are when

you think no one is watching.

I know them better than their
mothers, their husbands,

their best friends.

Knowing that--

Turns me on.

It makes me crazy.

See?

That's better than any
video Maria has ever posted.

Christian?

Oh, I'm sorry.

It's quite all right, Alice.

Nothing you haven't seen before.

Maybe when we first got
you when you were about 11.

Well--

You didn't have
those knockers then.

Well, they've only
improved with age.

What can I do for you?

Oh, Ray called.

He said Lynda won't
get in the car.

She claims she
doesn't remember him.

Great.

Thank you, Alice.

I'll whip you up something real
quick so you can eat on the go.

Be careful now.

You almost took my leg off.

No, I did not.

Yes, I think you did.

Oh.

OK, Ray.

We're good to go.

Mm-hm.

And just like that
she remembers my name.

Well, the memory is a
fickle thing, isn't it?

Unbelievable.

What?

If you wanted to see me
you could have just knocked

on my door when you got home.

I don't want to do that.

I don't want to know the
kind of things you kids are

getting into nowadays.

Oh my god.

Let's go now.

All right.

What?

You know what?

Alice told me that you kept
Ray here half the morning.

Well, he doesn't mind, do you?

That is what I pay him for.

So, uh-- oh, you want me to call
St. Catherine's again and tell

them that you're sick dear?

Hm?

You could, but they'd
be awfully confused,

as I haven't been
there in eight years.

That-- that's a
really long time.

Can we just--

Oh, sweetie, you know, uh--

All right, sweetheart.

I can take it from here.

OK.

Just remember to
tell Alice to text

me if you need
anything else, OK?

You know, sometimes you
treat me like I am positively--

Dumb?

Senile.

I do know how to
text, young lady.

Of course you do.

I'm sorry.

Oh.

Did you remember to
deposit the check--

I did.

This week?

And you're keeping
up with the papers?

Well, that's
more Danny than me,

but you don't need
to worry about it.

We've got it all under control.

I-- no--

sometimes-- I know I
give you a lot of flack,

but I am very proud of you
and your little friend.

You're becoming quite
the entrepreneurs.

We're trying.

I still don't
know how you kids

manage to make all that money.

It's the internet.

You can do just about
anything nowadays

with the right marketing.

Oh.

Well, the Foundation
and I thank you.

Take the day off.

Yeah.

Go do something fun.

Go, um-- ride a bike.

Yeah.

No.

Christian?

Can you do me a favor and
deposit the check again--

Of course.

This week.

Just one more time.

How's she doing?

This morning she claimed not
to know who Ray was so that I'd

have to come and get her.

The woman is
positively diabolical.

Yeah.

Well, I know where
you got it from.

How did we do last night?

A little worse
than last month.

And that's what
you said last month.

Hey, we are still far
above budget, nervous Ned.

Nothing to worry about.

I think we need more
guards the next time

to avoid further
security breaches.

Listen, Christian.

There's really nothing
to worry about, OK?

Everyone's really
just used to the way

that things are going now.

And last night's breach
was a tiny outlier

in an otherwise very
smoothly operating system.

I know.

I'm the one who
created it, but we

can't afford any more breaches.

CHRISTIAN Light
of my life, Queen of my court,

and as those imbeciles call
him, Prince of the Forest.

The only person
with the wherewithal

to orchestrate the balls
right alongside me.

The only person who I trust
somewhat further than I

could throw him.

And the only subject who is,
shall we say, off limits.

Only uses the royal bathroom.

What would I do without him?

I know he lies to
me now, but why?

Under the pretense
of making me happy?

He thinks he knows what's best
for me, but I won't be babied.

Not even by him.

You know, Christian.

She's just a girl.

Stella just so happens to
be a girl who likes to--

Oh, I'm sorry.

I didn't realize you were
on a first name basis.

You don't call her by
her cam name Maria?

Don't be s####y.

You want to get shut
down over a porn star?

OK, first of all, technically,
she's not a porn star.

All right?

Secondly--

Everything we're doing
is perfectly legal.

We're on private property
and everybody loves us.

OK?

I mean they all love you.

I hear what they whisper
to each other every night.

Oh my god.

I think I'm finally going
to get selected tonight.

Did you see her?

She looked right at me.

She's so hot.

I'm saying
this for the privacy

and safety of our guests.

Stella Marie might not
be a threat right now,

but we don't know
everything about her.

And the next breach
could very well

be someone with an
ulterior motive.

It's just facts, Danny.

You're the most paranoid
person I've ever met.

We don't know much about
half of these people.

Not true.

All of these people have had
to pass the Christian test

before they walk
through the door.

The Christian test.

I forgot about the
Christian test.

The one you got a $5 million
government grant for and spent

10 years of research developing
that oh-so fail proof test.

So sorry, my love.

I know not what I do.

Blow me.

Not until you
learn to chill out.

She doesn't even
have much to offer.

I mean, I'm sure she makes
a decent living doing

what she does.

But when you have to go out and
buy new anal beads every week

you--

Listen, Stella has
other uses besides money.

OK?

She's very popular.

People like her.

She could be a draw to people
if we decide to start expanding.

Expanding?

Are you insane?

We can't fit any more
people in that house.

OK, OK, OK.

We don't have to expand
quite yet, all right?

We could just publicize
a little bit more.

You mean like posters?

No.

Are you-- what?

No.

OK, how about the people
who give $100 a month

shouldn't be let in
every single time?

OK?

Let's rotate the cheap f###s
out every once in a while.

And what
good would that do?

It'll force people
to donate more.

You know?

Or instead of scaring them we
put a little positive pressure

on them.

And that's why you
want Stella Marie there?

Yes, it is.

CHRISTIAN
No, no, no.

You want her there
because you think

I'll stare into her big brown
eyes and fall madly in love

and everything will be dandy.

I don't know if I'm
comfortable with that.

Why don't you give
her a call and put her

through your little test?

That way we don't have to
worry about this anymore.

His basket's fat
in his tight cats.

Jack's ajax.

Try to relax.

His basket's fat
in his tight cats.

CHRISTIAN
The Christian test.

While perhaps not as scientific
as I would like to think,

is not as random
and faulty as Danny

would like to think either.

It requires the right instinct.

Sleepless nights.

Research.

Right there HP.

I think he looked right at me.

CHRISTIAN Then
you need perfect timing.

Jack's ajax.

Try to relax.

His basket's fat
in his tight cats.

CHRISTIAN
And then after all that--

excellent acting skills.

He's getting close.

Omi, can you tell?

He talks so gross,
but he looks so good.

He feels so well like
you know you should.

Jack's ajax.

Try to relax.

His basket's fat
in his tight cats.

Jack's ajax.

Try to relax.

You say he doesn't
play with spades.

He only plays with hearts.

But when he ogles me I see his
Bijou basket of fruit tarts!

He's a Jack of all
suits, but only parks.

When chips are down.

When it gets dark.

It's getting dark.

Omi will get smart.

His brand of naff
tastes just like home.

Oh, must you waste yourself?

Homey polone.

Try to behave.

LMO-- he's my favorite
flavor of fruit tart I savor.

It's so cruel.

He's just a fool.

He's not a knave.

CHRISTIAN
Eventually it all pays off.

In
his tight cats.

CHRISTIAN
Though they have turned out

to be some of my
best customers, I

can't say I have much
affection for these types.

He'll grab you,
spike you, shake you, bite you,

pin you to the ground
and try to take you,

fight you, spin you around.

CHRISTIAN They're
obsessed with image, yet

not committed enough
to it to really create

convincing characters.

They want to be the cool
kids, but don't want

to be too eager to be cool.

They think no one
knows, but I do.

I know everything.

I don't have to catch every
person with their pants

down to be able to see
right through them.

You know, sometimes I wish
After Hours started at 8:30.

His basket's
fat in his tight cats.

It's all the same.

It's just like home.

I'll give it some thought.

You should
give her a call.

I said I'll give
it some thought.

Good.

Thank you for being open minded.

Yeah, yeah.

God.

Christian, love,
I'm going to be

doing some baking this evening.

Would you like a
batch of scones?

Sounds great.

Are you doing Foundation work?

Yeah.

I do a week off and
then a week on usually.

Mm.

You gotta keep your grades up.

Right.

Mm.

The doctor was
saying to me today

that it's important for me to
keep painting and keep baking.

And I have to start to view my
hobbies as a form of therapy.

Uh-huh.

Christian, are
you listening to me?

Yes, Lynda.

Jesus.

You're not.

I can tell when you're not.

I am trying to get
work done and listen

to you at the same time.

It is not my fault I
don't have two heads.

God!

Just--

Damn teenagers.

CHRISTIAN I'd say
I'd forgotten all about him,

but it would be a lie.

I could never forget my first.

I just pushed him further
into the back of my brain.

I had to quell the
longing somehow.

Upon first glance Jackson
was a typical meat head jock,

but there was something else.

D##e.

Hey, come on.

Go say you're sorry.

I'm sorry, Christian!

I didn't mean that.

I'm sorry.

Oh s##t.

Oh god.

Oh.

Oh.

So I am still worried
about security,

but I think maybe
you could be right.

She could be good
for us, but let's just

go slow on the expanding, OK?

Take it easy on me.

DANNY Yes.

Yes, yes, yes.

Of course.

Of course.

We don't have to expand
beyond Stella at this ball.

We can do that,
maybe, the next time.

Well, I mean, we could do
like a tiny, tiny bit this time.

Like-- well, what about this?

Stella Marie's boyfriend.

He-- why don't we invite him?

He's dating her so
he's probably a freak,

and I'm sure he's harmless.

DANNY Oh, I, uh--

I didn't know she
had a boyfriend.

Well, you need to
really sharpen up

your Facebook stalking skills.

DANNY
Why would I do that?

I have you, the best Facebook
stalker in the world.

So kind.

DANNY What
made you turn around?

Usually just my
bitching doesn't work.

Well, you are an
amateur bitcher.

But I'm trying to
give my mind a rest.

You know?

Trying not to end up like Lynda.

Trust me, this is
not the end of it.

If anything goes
wrong you will still

be hearing about this when
we are both 50 years old

sharing a cell in the nuthouse.

DANNY Great.

Yeah.

I knew this new Christian
was too good to be true.

I love you

DANNY Love you too.

OK.

Bye.

OK.

Hm.

Dear friend--

The Foundation
kindly welcomes you

to a masquerade ball
celebrating the spring equinox.

Love
is a state of mind.

The ball will take place
at 1221 Sea Castle Way--

--on Saturday, March
19th, at 7:00 PM.

Enclosed you will find
specific instructions

for the dress code.

Upon your arrival a
member of the Red Staff

will assign you
your identification

number for the evening.

I've
been living a dream.

CHRISTIAN On behalf
of the red court I look forward

to your attendance.

You
taught me how to cry.

Gold teardrops--

CHRISTIAN
Best wishes, X.

And I--

I try to clear my mind.

And I am losing--

--track of things.

So I try to clean out my life.

I'm still lost--

I can do that.

What?

--in a dream.

I can do it.

Oh, no thanks.

It's OK.

You
taught me how to weep.

The sun goes down,
but I can't sleep.

But I--

--try.

I'm gonna go home now.

OK.

Oh
love always fades--

--with time.

And I--

--my dream.

STELLA
Hello, stranger.

Hey!

DANNY
How is the boy toy?

It's very casual.

We just started dating.

DANNY I have
a little proposal for you.

What do you think about doing
one of those dance numbers

you were telling me about?

At the ball?

DANNY Yeah.

Everyone already knows
who you are anyway.

You may as well use
it to your advantage.

Spice things up a little.

Are you crazy?

DANNY Not as
crazy as the other guests

will go if you do it.

Yes.

Just get me some fishing
line and a little hot wax.

And I will go up there
and do a little cancan.

DANNY
Well, if anyone could--

No.

Are you f###ing nuts?

Look, I have to go.

I'll think about it.

DANNY You promise?

Yes, I promise.

DANNY
Ta, ta, my love.

Oh.

You are very early.

Well, my dear I came to save
you from a gluten overdose.

They're for the party.

Why?

CHRISTIAN
Because in 10th grade

Jackson gave an about me
presentation in Spanish class,

and said his favorite
flavor was cherry.

Because they're delicious.

And I think the
guests will like them.

I guess Lynda gave
you her secret recipe.

No.

No?

Let me show you
something in the freezer.

Is it a dead body?

Holy wow.

She made every last one
for my after school snack.

I can not believe it.

You enslaved the
senile songstress.

No.

The doctor says
cooking is therapy.

Yeah?

I'm helping.

You are unbelievable.

Oh my god.

What is that?

This is the prize for tonight.

Ooh, what is it?

Be very careful.

Let me touch it.

No.

Let me touch it.

No.

Christian, be very careful.

Let me touch it.

It's 18th century
erotica from Rome.

Just be careful.

Mm.

Lovely.

I know.

You should put
it down somewhere.

Well, every surface
is an ocean of scones.

They might get lost at sea.

Well-- oh, I guess that's fine.

I got you something.

Mm.

Is it a golden scone?

Please shut the f##k
up just this one time.

All right.

I'm sorry.

Mm.

Dear god.

For my Red Queen.

Have you been embezzling?

No.

How did you manage that then?

Every day Lynda gives
me $10 for my allowance.

Christian.

I'm serious.

No.

This is awful.

I can't accept this.

OK.

You have to tell her.

I do.

Every single day.

She can see my face, Danny.

It's not like I'm
hoodwinking her.

I used to try to give it
back-- put it in her purse.

But she gave me the same bill
over and over again every day

for about six months.

At some point what
does it matter?

I might as well use it
for something important.

So--

Yes?

--the florist will be
here in about 30 minutes.

She's early because we're
having around three times

the normal number of flowers.

And the music people
aren't coming anymore

because I did it all myself,
including Stella Marie's

request, which I thought was a
little unoriginal, but hey it's

her dance.

Oh, and I got more candles
'cause the other ones are going

Oh, and the ice is going to
be here in about an hour,

but I'm not sure if I
trust those guys those guys

'cause they look like--

How do you breathe
talking this fast?

You did everything.

I have nothing else to do.

So what going to do
is I'm going to have

another one of these scones, and
go j##k o## for the next three

hours just to kill the time.

Why are you being coy when
you know I don't want you to be?

What ever are
you talking about?

Did I do good?

Babe, you did amazing.

I can feel it in my bones.

Tonight's going to
be the night that we

make those numbers bounce back.

Fingers crossed.

I have no doubt.

Just, um--

What?

Don't get your hopes
up about whatever it

is that made you do all this.

It's just another night.

Of course it is.

Come here.

Long live the King.

CHRISTIAN My
darling Queen, I forgive you.

Now, don't let me have
more than one of these.

I want to go easy tonight.

I'm shocked.

Leave her alone.

Gosh.

You know, I'm not try carry
around a## out her.

like I did last time.

I don't want to get too
smashed tonight, at least not

until after the show.

Yeah, I'm excited.

Who knew baby girl
could dance too?

A woman of many talents.

Speaking of which.

Holy s##t.

Damn.

Well, well, well.

Oh, you like?

I-- yes, I like.

You came.

I did.

And you agreed to Danny's
proposal.

Well, he
was pretty adamant.

Mm.

We mustn't
disappoint the Queen.

Indeed we can't.

My lady usually
gets what he wants.

Christian?

Yeah?

What's wrong?

Has anyone ever told you
you're an excessively forward

little bird?

I'll take that as a compliment.

Nothing is wrong.

I guess I'm just
a little confused.

By what?

I didn't think you were
coming alone tonight.

That?

I guess I haven't made
things very clear, have I?

I'm just a really private person
now, if you can believe it?

I can.

We are only our true
selves when we are alone.

Yes.

Exactly.

I'm not the same girl
from St. Catherine's.

Clearly, you aren't either.

No.

I'd like to start
fresh with honesty for once.

I'd like that.

To be
honest, I don't even

remember why we stopped
talking in high school.

CHRISTIAN Liar.

I don't either.

CHRISTIAN
And another lie.

Terrible memories.

Mm.

Right.

I guess we're more alike
than we thought, E7.

Tonight I'm C1.

And in terms of
me coming alone--

Jackson and I aren't
officially dating.

It takes a lot for me to
make someone official.

Oh.

But I also
won't be alone tonight.

He's just coming late.

Well, um--

C1, privacy becomes you.

And I am so glad
for your honesty.

Yeah?

You never know how the night's
going to end around here.

CHRISTIAN A
few more minutes to prepare.

Maybe even a whole half hour.

Perhaps I'll Donna to make the
Bee's Knees double strength.

The only thing
I've learned in life

so far is to never think
you know the answer.

Well said.

Uh-- excuse me, C1.

I have to go--

I have to go tell
Donna something.

And get a towel.

I'm a mess.

Gosh, excuse me.

See you later.

So what was that all about?

Nothing.

Oh my god.

Sorry I'm late.

Hey.

They said to give this to you.

Hi.

Watch the mask.

Oh, come on, on, take it off.

Well, you cleaned up well.

I love this.

I've never seen this before.

Oh my god.

Can you even see me
with this mask on?

Oh my god.

Chris.

Sorry.

Wow.

Look at you.

You look great.

How are you?

Wow.

No one has called me
that in a very long time.

Oh, I'm--

I'm so sorry.

Old habits, you know.

This is incredible.

Who would've thought, right?

Quiet, bookish, little Chris.

Well, I guess that's
what they say, right?

You always did work harder
than the rest of us.

I wasn't blessed with strength
or charm so I kind of had to.

Oh, nah, nah, kid.

You were just a
late bloomer is all.

And you got my
girl to perform.

A master of persuasion as well.

Well, that was my partner.

Oh, your partner.

Danny, my business partner.

Oh, right.

Well, I'm indebted to you both.

She told me she'd never
perform ever again.

I never said never.

I said teaching takes
a lot out of me.

Ah.

Teach?

Well, I'm sure the girls
thank you for it every day.

Uh-- I don't know
if I told you this,

but I'm a virtual teacher now.

I teach English to
girls in boarding school

in Spain on my webcam.

Wow.

That's very good of you.

Yeah.

She spends all night by
herself on the computer.

My little baby's going
to get carpal tunnel.

I'm so sorry.

Wow.

That's dangerous.

Yeah.

Um-- Can I, um--

Can I get you a drink?

My-- Donna-- she has created
some specialty cocktails

for tonight.

That sounds great, Chris.

Fantastic.

All right, let's just, uh--

go to the bar.

The
best things in life

happen when you're dancing.

Oh, get the
lampshade ready.

Don't blame me, OK?

You blame these drinks.

They're the strongest
I've ever had.

And they go right through you.

I mean, I've had to
pee like 10 times.

I've had three and I'm fine.

Oh, well.

Well I
shouldn't have any.

I'm going to go get ready.

Gotta primp.

So you're the boyfriend?

Uh-- that's a--
that's a strong word.

Oh, is it?

Pardon my French.

What word do you prefer?

Danny.

Um-- we're just taking
things easy, you know?

Yes.

No need to rush.

I understand.

You want to make sure
you know everything

about each other first, right?

Hey, Danny, honey.

I think maybe it's time for
you to go get the stage set up.

Aren't you doing that?

No.

We agreed it would be you.

Oh.

Can you just do it
this once though?

I need to make real good friends
at this counter top right here.

Regain some stability
back in my life.

Hm.

Yeah.

OK.

Um-- I'll be right back.

Thank you.

You're the best King I ever had.

Lonely.

I'll give the world
if I could only.

Mm.

Mm.

F###ing delicious.

Try this scone.

Sure.

It surely would--

Oh.

See?

So, man, tell me something.

OK.

Who are the freakiest
chicks in here?

This all
has to be perfect.

Yeah, good.

And then clean that all off.

Clean all that off.

Let's get all of their, um--

garbage from here.

In fact, let's just
get all the people out.

Yeah.

Um-- can you go get
the blue light for me?

To the right.

Here's one for that one.

All right.

Let's do it.

Very good man.

Yep.

Yeah.

All right, round
two in two minutes.

I
have tried in vain.

You pussy.

To call your name.

I might -

Alright.

Go.

Fine.

I'll see you in a bit.

That
will never make us part.

Christian.

All by
myself in the mornin'.

What?

All
by myself in the night.

I-- Oh.

What?

Uh--

Oh, s##t.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

No.

I'm sorry.

No, no, no.

No.

No worries, dear.

Sorry.

I heard music.

I thought this was just
another part of the--

Oh, you know,
Christian never tells me

when she's planning
to have company.

Oh my god.

Lynda Rue?

Yes.

Oh my god.

You're-- you're Lynda Rue?

Yes.

She didn't warn you guys?

Yeah, I figured that.

Of course she didn't.

This is your house?

Yes.

She won't let me join the PTA.

She's worried-- too much
attention drawn to her.

I don't know.

Well, I never knew.

Now you know.

Silly me.

There we go.

How do you do?

Lynda Rue.

Hi.

Hi, I'm Stella Marie.

Um-- Christian and I-- we
were in the same class.

You were?

Of course you were, love.

Oh my goodness.

Well, how are you?

I mean, is Christian having
a few friends over right now?

Um-- uh-- yes.

Well-- well, good.

Yeah.

We're just having
a little party.

No.

No worries, you know.

All you St. Catherine
kids-- you're good kids.

I know you're going to
clean up after yourselves.

You know, I think
I'm going to just pop

my head in for a moment, huh?

What do you think?

Let's do that.

Something like that.

Ooh.

Could you get me--

Could you hold
this for me, dear?

I just have to take
care of something.

No worries.

Slide it in.

So handsome.

All by
myself in the mornin'.

All by
myself in the night.

Oh my god.

That's Lynda Rue!

Lynda who?

OK?

S##t.

F##k.

S##t.

I'm dead.

Excuse me.

Okay, slow move.

I didn't or--

Playing solitaire.

I get lonely.

Watchin' the clock on the shelf.

I'd love to rest my weary
head on somebody's shoulder.

I hate to grow
older all by myself.

All by myself in the mornin'.

All by myself in the night.

I sit alone with a
table and a chair.

So unhappy there.

Playing solitaire.

All by myself.

I get lonely watching
the clock on the shelf.

I'd love to lay my weary
head on somebody's shoulder.

I hate to grow
older all by myself.

All by myself.

Thank you.

Thank you.

So glad you
can all be here.

If you don't mind I'm going
to retire to my bedroom.

Please enjoy the party.

Hey.

Take me.

Take me.

Perfect.

It's perfect.

Who thought of that?

Who came up with this?

Prince, come on.

Come on.

Walk with me now.

I'm about to pay you.

All right, ladies and
gentlemen, we're not done yet.

To the stage--

Where is my Christian?

Oh, my sweet King
darling, where are you?

It's OK.

I'll find her in a bit.

I can go it alone.

Let's give a nice big,
warm, round of applause

to a burlesque
queen on the rise.

Miss Maria.

I had a dream
last night that filled me full

of fright.

I dreamt that I
was with the Devil

below in his great
big fiery hall.

Where the Devil
was giving a ball.

I checked my coat
and hat and started

gazing at the merry crowd
who came to witness the show.

And I must confess to you
there were many there I

knew at the Devil's ball.

In the Devil's hall, I
saw the cute Mrs. Devil,

so pretty and fat, dressed
in a beautiful fireman's hat.

Ephraham, the leader man,
who led the band last fall.

He played the music
at the Devil's ball.

In the Devil's hall I
saw the funniest devil

that I ever saw taking the
tickets from folks at the door.

I caught a glimpse of
my mother-in-law dancing

with the Devil.

Oh, you little devil
dancing at the Devil's ball.

All right.

Ladies and gentlemen,
let's give one more

round of applause to this
burlesque queen, Miss Maria.

Hey, baby.

Hey.

Don't touch me.

OK.

Well, it looks like
you're drinking wine.

That's Lynda's wine, dear.

It's my house.

OK, well, why don't
you go get a drink

from the bar, all right?

It's closed, remember?

OK.

Well, you're drunk
enough as it is.

Oh.

Look who's talking.

Come on.

This is not my fault, OK?

It's you that made the drinks
that strong, all right?

I saw you over there whispering
things to Donna into her ear.

You don't think I see
these things, but I do.

Yeah.

I can say whatever the
hell I please to Donna

without your assumptions.

Thank you.

Why are you so
angry Christian?

You know, I have about $12,000
in my suit pocket right now?

This is the best
ball we've had yet.

Yeah.

Thanks to burlesque
grandma and her sidekick

Maria, cum facial princess.

Oh, Jesus Christ.

Come on, Christian.

What the f##k are you
even talking about?

You weren't there, OK?

The crowd was loving it.

It was just great.

A nice little surprise.

Honestly, it really
worked in our favor.

Right.

What the hell is even your
issue with Stella Marie?

She doesn't do that
kind of s##t, OK?

That's seriously
really judgy of you.

Well--

My issue is--

Yeah?

--that she wasn't
even supposed to be here

in the first place.

I don't trust her.

I didn't trust her!

And now I'm proven right.

Great or not, she went
wandering through my house,

and that proves it.

Proves what?

Oh my god.

It proves that she's the same
as she was in high school.

OK.

That she's always--

always spying on me, and judging
me, and digging into my secrets

trying to figure out
how to destroy me.

Shh.

She meant no harm, Christian.

How could she know
that was Lynda's room?

Not everything is about you.

Of course you vouch for her.

You brought her here.

You snuck her into
the last ball.

Come on.

Don't deny it.

You know, I just
thought that--

You just-- you just
thought that what?

That you knew best?

Like always?

Always belittling me and
making me feel like I'm crazy.

You are a little crazy.

You are so naive.

I thought
maybe you liked her.

What?

I mean, you're
always talking s##t on her.

You're always
saying mean things.

And then I go and meet the girl
and I'm thinking to myself,

this girl's actually a
really, really sweet gal.

And I'm wondering--

--why has Christian always
said all this mean stuff about

her?

And then I realized it.

You actually like her.

It's not that
crazy of an idea.

I mean, everyone up
there really likes her.

People hate her.

They think she's trash.

What are
you talking about?

They've just come here
to watch the freak show.

I get it.

You're jealous.

You're jealous.

People actually like Stella
for something that she does.

Whereas people like you
because you're all mysterious,

and weird, and you make people
think that you're going to f##k

them, but then you don't.

You don't think I
see you sitting here

on your f###ing
couch every night?

Danny, stop.

You're also so
f###ing arrogant.

You can't even stand a
real genuine person who

actually has talent and drive.

Genuine?

Yes.

She lied to Jackson.

He doesn't even
know what she is.

Who gives a flying
f##k about Jackson?

Some meat head jock she
nails every now and again.

They're not even together.

You know that?

But why does she
get the title genuine,

and I get the title
jealous and crazy?

Because, Christian,
you have it good.

She has to make it on
her own in a world that

hates people like her.

And you have everything you
could ever possibly want,

but you are still not satisfied
because at the end of the day

it's Lynda that
bought it for you.

Yeah.

Yeah, that's right.

And-- and instead of-- instead
of being grateful for what you

have--

Danny.

--you have to twist it into
this sick little inadequacy

You have to make it how
everyone else in the world

is out to get you.

You can't even take--

--a simple
f###ing gesture.

Danny, could
you, please, just--

You have to take
everything the wrong way.

Just-- would you, please--

You have to pervert--

--just shut up!

Danny.

Danny.

S##t! S##t!

S##t!

F##k.

CHRISTIAN
I've never

watched the live feed
before, but I'm not

going back up there now.

What the f##k?

What the f##k?

As though this night
couldn't get any worse.

So she remembers.

She's the only one who ever
a caught me in the act.

The only one who could
possibly ever suspect a camera.

It's not there or there.

And Danny thinks
I like this girl.

Move the towel.

Move the towel, Stella.

All right, I'm
just going to say it.

I think that was
the best one yet.

Hands down.

Even better than
the one in October.

Mm-hm.

Agreed.

I think I gave the
Prince my entire trust fund.

I think one of the Red
Guards all of my cocaine.

What the hell
is on this memory

card that's so important?

STELLA
Hey, this is Stella.

Leave a message.

Should've backed it up.

STELLA
Hey, this is Stella.

This sort of
thing happen often?

Ah, she's a
little bit volatile,

but nothing like
that's ever happened.

Yeah.

She was so mellow
when we were kids.

Yeah.

Well, no offense, but you didn't
really know her back then.

Fair enough.

I don't know what to do, man.

Maybe cut it off.

Hey, here are your wings.

Oh, beautiful.

Just in time.

I gave you two extra.

I can see.

You're the best.

How are you?

Uh-- I've been better.

It's OK though.

Yeah?

Yeah, it's good.

How's Christian?

She's, um-- she's doing well.

Yeah.

We're all a little bit hung
over so she took the day off.

Thank you for everything.

Mm-hm.

Tell her I say hi.

Definitely will.

Yeah, thanks a lot.

OK, bye.

Yeah, uh-- that
was a bad night.

What are you
talking about, man?

I thought you had a good time?

Well--

What?

Listen, I gotta
tell you something.

I, uh-- I think I did
something kind of bad.

Singing every song.

CHRISTIAN I
can't stop thinking about her.

She's the only person
who could possibly

have known about the camera.

The only one who could've
taken the memory card.

Did she sober up, go
back, and find it?

Did she take it to f##k me
over or to save herself?

Use it as evidence
to go to the police?

STELLA
Hey, this is Stella.

Leave a message.

CHRISTIAN
Where are you?

I have to relax.

I-- I can't f###ing
think straight.

Just for a minute.

God f###ing damn it.

I'm f###ing disgusting.

F###ing slut, d##e, pervert.

Christian?

Oh--

What?

What?

Oh my god.

Could you knock?

I'm not dressed.

I was just-- came
to check on you.

You've been in here all day.

Well, I'm pretty
g##damn tired.

OK?

Why are you so tired?

I've got a lot on my mind.

What?

Your AP test isn't
for two months.

Oh my god.

Why are you yelling?

Don't you know anything?

What is this attitude
that I'm getting?

I swear to god I'm
going to kill myself.

Why are you being so difficult?

There is no AP test, Lynda!

Why are you so moody?

I don't know.

Maybe it's because I'm a
teenager going through puberty.

Oh, no.

It's because I'm 26 g##
damn years old and living

with a person who thinks I'm 12!

I do not think that you're 12.

Could you leave me alone?

Sweetie, Christian--

Please?

Fine.

All right.

Don't have to be such a
little b###h about it.

I have to find her.

Oh my god.

Christian.

Hey, Chris.

What are you doing down here?

Just walking.

Oh, right.

Where are you headed?

Um--

That way?

I'll walk with you.

I think it's a shortcut anyway.

That makes no sense.

Sure it does.

You know, Chris, I've, uh--

actually been meaning
to talk with you.

Really?

Yeah, um--

I think-- I think you may
be in need of some help.

With what?

I know everything you do.

You-- you mean well.

You never try to hurt anyone.

How do you know that?

Well, you have a good heart.

I can tell.

Look, Chris, I think--

I think you and I both
know you made some mistakes

at that last party.

Did some things
you shouldn't have.

We all do things we
shouldn't, don't we?

You know, I always said you were
smarter than the rest of us.

I am.

Look, kiddo, I know--

I know everything.

You know what?

The fight.

Well, the mirror.

The camera.

Yeah.

You?

Mm-hm.

Well, someone has
to make it stop.

I see.

But then who will stop you?

Stop me?

Well, I saw.

Before the card
disappeared I watched live.

That's not normal.

Neither is what I saw.

I don't think you know
what you're talking about.

I think I do.

Look, Chris, just
take it out of there.

Never do it again.

Nobody has to know.

You'd like that, wouldn't you?

I don't know what
you're implying,

but the camera doesn't
have any sound.

I don't think you can
be sure of anything.

I know what I saw.

Yeah.

Well, you're never
going to see it again.

Why don't you go home, princess?

DANNY Hi, there.

This is Danny Peterson.

I am not at my phone right now.

Uh-- leave a message.

Hi.

It's me.

I-- I don't know what to do.

I just really need
you to answer me.

Things are bad.

Things are awful,

I f###ed up with
you and me, and--

with some other stuff too.

I don't-- I don't know
where else to turn.

I know I don't deserve
it, but, please,

if you still care about me
at all just call me back.

I miss you.

I made some awful mistakes
and I didn't trust you.

I didn't trust you
because I'm a liar.

I f###ed up, I felt bad,
and I put it all on you.

I don't expect
you to forgive me.

But, please, don't leave me.

Text me or call--

Your recording has reached
maximum length.

Christian?

Hi.

What are you doing here?

Just-- I was just
looking for you.

Did you come to tell me
about that thing with Jackson?

Yes.

Well, you don't have to.

I don't?

I broke up with
him last night.

He, um-- he found
out about my secret.

And it was just--
it was just all bad.

Are you OK?

Yeah.

Yeah.

I'm fine.

Are you?

Yeah.

I'm-- I'm fine.

Do you want to come inside?

I don't know.

I have some good news.

What?

So-- the day
after the last ball.

I randomly get a call
from a theater downtown.

And they do vaudeville
revival shows.

And they hired me to
dance burlesque for them.

Wow.

That's great.

You have talent.

Thanks for coming to see me.

It really means a lot
to me that you care.

Of course I do.

What are you going to
do about Jackson though?

Mm.

Let's not-- let's
not talk about that.

But I'm OK.

Should I do anything?

Do you need any help?

I'm a big girl.

I'll figure it out
when I have some time.

Thank you for everything.

I'll text you.

CHRISTIAN
Don't leave me.

RECORDING To
delete this message press--

I'm sorry, bro.

I know this is like
the worst thing that

could've happened to you.

Yeah.

I don't know if you'd be
interested, but we, um--

we're looking for someone in
the marketing team in my office.

Maybe you should leave the
Foundation for a while.

I mean just--

just give it some
time, and then you

can rethink your
relationship with her.

Yeah, maybe.

She needs a lot
of help, Danny.

When I saw her today she
was just positively manic.

She was just walking up and
down the streets aimlessly.

Well, she needs
to go to rehab,

or she needs therapy,
or something.

I don't know.

Well, maybe being away from
her best friend for a bit

will help her see that.

Maybe you're right.

What did you do with the card?

The card?

The memory card.

I deleted it.

Threw it away.

DANNY Hi there.

This is Danny Peterson.

I am not at my phone right now.

Uh-- leave a message.

What the f##k?

What is this?

How long has this
been going on for?

How much more
footage is there?

I know this is bad.

Who knows where
this is going to end up.

Maybe no one will see it.

Like, she--
she won't f##k me,

but she wants to see my t##s?

This b###h-- I gave her
so much of my money.

Christian.

There's something
you need to see.

I trusted--

God, I would've
f###ed her if she asked.

And now--

And it's on the internet.

My parents are going to see it.

The damage is done.

Danny.

DANNY
Hey, Christian.

Danny.

Thank you for
calling, I really--

DANNY I
wouldn't just not call.

I just needed to think first.

I don't
know what to say.

I don't really either.

I'm so sorry.

I know that's not enough.

I know nothing will
be enough, but--

DANNY I'm sorry too.

I'm sorry for what you're
going through, even if--

It's all my own fault.

DANNY I
have to leave, honey.

OK.

DANNY There's
no other way this just--

isn't right for me anymore.

Yeah.

I understand that.

But just could-- can
we talk in person?

I have some things
I want to tell you.

I'm not going to
ask you to stay.

I just-- I want you
to know something.

DANNY
I can't do that.

Why?

DANNY I
can't face you right now.

Just for 10 minutes?

I-- I promise I won't
ask you to stay.

DANNY I can't.

Why?

DANNY Because
you'll make me change my mind,

and I can't afford to do
that with you, Christian.

Everything is f###ed.

My life is f###ed.

I'm really g##damn lucky Jackson
was able to get me another job.

Danny, please,
can we just talk?

And don't take that
job with Jackson.

Don't do anything with Jackson.

I'll try-- I'll do something
to make it clear to people that

you weren't any part of--

DANNY
Christian, stop.

I'm not coming back.

I can't.

It's too much at once.

But I need to talk.

DANNY
Look, I will tell

everyone I meet, from
here until the day I die,

that you're a good person.

And you don't deserve this
s##t no matter what you did.

That you're worth a
hundred of these people,

but I can't stay
with you anymore.

I can't.

I'm sorry.

Danny, are you there?

Danny?

Pervert.

D##e.

Disgusting.

S##t.

Oh, s##t.

F##k.

DANNY You have to
take everything the wrong way.

CHRISTIAN
Would you, please--

DANNY You have to--

DANNY
--pervert everything.

CHRISTIAN --shut up!

It's OK.

It's OK.

You did the right thing.

It's over now.

I swear to you on my
grandmother's grave

I have no idea how
that footage got out.

I mean, maybe she
did it to herself.

You know, maybe
she felt like she--

she needed to confess.

And this was the way
she had to do it.

Why don't I go out?

Hm?

Why don't I get us a
nice bottle of wine.

We've both had long days.

We need to relax.

Yeah, that sounds
like a good idea.

OK.

I hope it's all right.

I decided to get beer instead.

Danny?

Danny?

Oh my god.

Jesus Christ.

I realized I never
returned your keys.

Well, you could have
returned them without giving me

a heart attack.

Sorry.

I, uh-- I also wanted to
see how you were doing.

I promise I'm fine.

I don't care about
that stupid video.

People have seen
way worse than that.

Yeah, I meant with, uh--

you know?

Yeah.

I want you two to be happy.

Yeah.

About that.

I also wanted to talk
to you about that.

Um-- what happened
at the party--

I'm not going to deny
that I participated.

It's just-- I was extremely
drunk and what happened after

I--

Let's just say I was
never fully consenting.

And I got myself
in a bad spot where

I didn't want to hurt
someone's feelings.

We're not together.

I'm not that way.

I just-- I made a
mistake out of curiosity.

And then I got cornered
by this person who

was very, very, drunk, and
then had no self-control.

What are you saying?

Nothing.

Nothing.

I just-- I just want
you to understand that--

that I didn't not fight
the breakup because--

because I'm gay or something.

I did-- I did it
because I think you

deserve someone who
wouldn't embarrass you

the way that I did.

I-- I wanted better for you.

Well, thanks for that.

You're a good person, Stella.

I think you deserve a good guy.

Hello.

Hi.

Hi, I'm Christian's friend.

Mm-hm.

Um-- can I come in?

Um-- all right.

What are these?

Oh, they're for
the Foundation.

I can take them to her.

Where is she?

Oh, she's in a room.

She's been sleeping
quite a bit lately.

No.

No.

How do you keep getting in here?

You look like you're dying.

I'm fine.

I am free.

Finally free of people
and their stupid opinions.

That's just swell, but
that doesn't mean that you

shouldn't, you know, get
dressed at some point --

--in the day.

I'm sorry.

Does this bother you?

Why are you here?

Bringing you these.

Ooh.

What are
all these anyway?

Ah.

RSVPs.

Those idiots
still want to come back?

Probably just to
tar and feather me.

Well, this is a g##damn mess.

What do you care?

Isn't this what you
wanted, Miss Nosey?

The emperor caught
without his clothes.

Wait.

What do you mean what I wanted?

Why the f##k would
I want any of this?

Please, don't play all
innocent with me now.

You used to follow me around
in high school trying to figure

out who my parents were.

OK, I was 16.

Caught me coming out
of the men's bathroom,

and called me names.

What?

You know what I'm talking about.

Oh my god.

You're a total
pervert, aren't you?

Oh my god.

You think this is funny?

No.

No.

No, not really.

You really
didn't remember at all?

Well, not that part.

How did you
get into the first ball?

Danny.

Why did
he want you here?

To try and set us up.

Uh-huh.

And why did you search every
drawer in the guest bathroom

last weekend after
your performance?

What were you looking for?

You're a f###ing psycho.

You're a parody of
yourself, you know that?

I was on the rag.

I was bleeding
through my g-string.

I was looking for a tampon.

You have 10 different
types of condoms in there.

Every lotion known to
man, but no f###ing tampons.

What kind of woman
are you anyway?

I'm not a woman.

I'm a pervert.

A dog.

A pig.

You're a loon.

That's what you are.

Mm.

And what about Lynda?

What about her?

Why did
you go to her room?

It's not even in the main house.

I was looking for you.

How'd you hurt your arm?

Well, I got upset.

There was more to that footage.

Things that got cut out.

That night I was watching all
of you live and I saw something.

Something really, really, bad.

Happen to someone who
I thought was you.

Because he had my mask.

What happened to him?

Jackson happened to him.

I was extremely
drunk and let's just

say I was never
fully consenting.

Oh my god.

We have to tell him.

He has blocked my number.

Let's go over there
and tell him right now.

We can't.

Why not?

We have no evidence.

The footage is gone.

Deleted.

Dying in a trash
file on a computer

in a public library no doubt.

So what?

Let's go over there
and tell him anyway.

You don't understand.

If I tell him I will look
like an absolute monster.

Making up atrocities just to
get him to talk to me again.

I can allow him to
believe that I'm

a pervert, a psycho, a b###h,
but not that I would concoct

a rape just because I am sad.

The day that you
came to see me.

You thought it was me?

And you didn't have any
evidence of what happened then.

Well,
the world didn't

know I was a pervert then.

Also I hadn't punched you in
the face two days earlier.

Well, what if we
could convince the world

that you weren't a pervert?

How would we do that?

Lynda.

What?

We say that
Lynda was paranoid.

And that she was old and scared.

And that there were cameras all
over every inch of the house

because she was terrified of
the paparazzi pestering her.

And that she wanted to be left
alone because she was sick.

I'm not going to do that to her.

She has a perfect, unblemished,
reputation as a saint.

It won't ruin her reputation.

No one's going to
blame a little old lady

for being paranoid of the
paparazzi spying on her.

We say that someone,
somehow, found the camera

in the bathroom.

They stole the memory card.

That we have no idea who it is.

No one's to blame.

And Lynda won't even
remember the brief news blip.

If she even sees it.

It's not right.

It's also not right
not telling Danny.

You can shut the f##k up.

You think you know everything?

You tell him.

Go put the cherry on the top of
his already fan-f###ing-tastic

sundae.

That's what I thought.

And you know I'm right.

You know I'm
right about Lynda.

You know the whole
reason why Lynda

put the Foundation in my hands.

The whole reason why she
isn't in the public eye

is because she wanted
to be remembered

as Lynda Rue, the singer.

She didn't want everyone
thinking of her as,

oh that beautiful singer
who is now old and fragile.

That woman who used
to be talented,

but has now lost her mind.

I won't let the
last thing about her

in the world's
collective consciousness

be that she was a
paranoid freak who

kept cameras in her bathrooms.

That would be the
ultimate betrayal to her.

Also I should
probably stop lying.

You're
going to stop lying?

Yes.

You're going to tell
the truth about everything?

Yes.

Do you like me?

What?

Did I stutter?

You're ser-- you're seriously
going to ask me that right now?

You're deflecting.

OK, I think it is
seriously f###ed up

that you're laughing right now.

And why is that?

Because my life is in ruins.

This whole thing is
funny because none of this

would have happened if you
weren't so afraid to answer

my first question.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

You are a scared,
scared, little child

under all that pervy exterior.

OK.

You can shut up now, really.

Now you're just being a b###h.

Mm.

Nuh-uh.

No don't.

Christian--

No don't touch me.

You're a little
damaged aren't you?

I think I preferred it
when you called me a pervert.

All right, then.

You're on your own.

It's your cross to bear.

First off, I'd like to
thank you all for coming.

Five years ago Lynda
Rue entrusted me

with her foundation.

I have broken that trust.

Everything you have heard,
speculated, feared--

it's all true.

I am a creep.

I am a deviant.

A voyeur.

A pervert.

I will no longer be a liar.

In the guest bathroom
I kept a hidden camera.

I am sure many of you wonder
why I didn't just lie.

I could easily
have chalked it up

to a little obsession
with security.

I could even have
blamed one of you.

It would have been easy.

Multiple people have
told me that, but--

but I won't.

I won't do that to any of you.

You came here with
purer intentions than I.

And though the world may judge
you for those intentions.

I-- I want all of you
to know that I have also

been caught with my pants down.

I wish I could have kept
your secrets and my own safe,

but I failed.

Though I have made the
decision to be honest

I must admit that not
much else has changed.

I will continue
despite everything

to hold events for the
Foundation every month.

What?

And at each of
these events After

Hours will continue as
it has for your pleasure.

And in the guest bathroom
there will be a camera.

Though now the guests
will be checked

and the camera will
be inspected to ensure

it still has its card.

Your secrets will remain
within these walls,

but I will still be watching.

As I always have been since
the very first event here

almost five years ago now.

If this does not suit you
I will not judge any of you

for leaving.

While I have watched over
each and every one of you,

though in ways to which
you did not consent,

please know that no matter what
act, environment, or object you

used to find your
ecstasy I looked on you

with the eyes of an admirer.

Not the eyes of a judge.

I hope you can forgive me.

And extend this poor pervert
the same freedom from judgment

even though I do not deserve it.

Thank you.

OK, that's it you're out.

Get-- hey.

Hey, hey, come on.

Hey, hey.

Let her go.

OK, that's it.

Get out.

You're out of here.

OK.

Get out of
here right now.

Are you OK?

Are you OK?

All right.

She did not ask for that.

Hey, hey, relax, my friend.

All by
myself in the morning.

Pervert!

Whoa.

Whoa.

Who did that?

Who did that?

OK.

Hey, hey, hey.

Get out of my way
you stupid bastard.

Put your clothes on.

Let me go!

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Everybody needs to
calm down right--

As
I play Solitaire.

All by myself I recline.

Your goodbye left me
with eyes that cry.

Watching the clock without you.

Let's go.

Oh, wow.

Oh, no.

Not the table.

OK.

OK.

All right.

OK.

All right.

OK.

I see--

And
I'm all by myself.

Hey, Christian.

I just wanted to say I'm sorry I
wasn't able to make it tonight.

I guess I like sneaking in
better than being invited.

Maybe now that we're
both out of the shadows

we can both find
a way to be happy.

Anyway, you know
where to find me.

Looks like your party got
a little out of hand, kiddo.

Yeah.

I guess I don't really
know what I'm doing.

It's all right.

Lance is on it.

He'll kick 'em out.

You need a blanket.

Leave the scones.

Thank you.

I didn't think you'd come.

Liar.

You didn't have to, you know?

I know.

All
by myself in the night.

They're going to
tear the house down.

Yeah.

But still this is the best
turnout we've had so far.

Besides, everybody
loves a good pervert.

CHRISTIAN It
was just the kind of thing

Danny would say,
but as it turns out

some fantasies are too obscene.

Your goodbye
left me with eyes that cry.

Watching the clock, without you.

I can play the part, that
won't heal up my broken heart.

You left me cold and
I'm all by myself.

Feel that chill.

She's coming.

She'll chew you up
with salt and glass.

She's coming.

Wings on air.

She's coming.

Look in the glass.

She's there.

Now gone.

All hail the King.

All hail the King.

Long live the King.

Crown made of string.

They said my mouth was bloody.

Tied to the stakes,
flames in my eyes.

Long live the King.

Long live the King.