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♪

(woman) ♪ WHAT IS THIS THING ♪

♪ CALLED LOVE? ♪

♪ THIS FUNNY THING ♪

♪ CALLED LOVE ♪

♪ JUST WHO CAN SOLVE ♪

♪ ITS MYSTERY? ♪

♪ WHY SHOULD IT MAKE ♪

♪ A FOOL OF ME? ♪

♪ I SAW YOU THERE ♪

♪ THAT WONDERFUL DAY ♪

♪ YOU TOOK MY LOVE ♪

♪ AND THREW IT AWAY ♪

♪ AND SO I ASK THE LORD ♪

♪ IN HEAVEN ABOVE ♪

♪ WHAT IS THIS THING ♪

♪ CALLED LOVE? ♪

♪ CALLED LOVE ♪

(man) IT'S 105 IN THE L.A. BASIN,

AND THOSE SUMMER TEMPERATURES JUST KEEP KICKING ASS.

(objects clatter)

(sighs)

HOT.

A.C.'s BUSTED.

GONNA RAISE ME?

I'LL RAISE YOU...

$20, AND I'LL SEE YOU.

(moans)

YOU WANNA SEE ME?

OKAY.

TWO PAIR?

I MEAN, ALL I GOT ARE...

(sighs)

TRIP QUEENS.

YOU LOSE.

TAKE IT OFF.

AHH.

MMM.

YEP.

(whispers) ALL RIGHT.

(normal voice) SHALL I SHUFFLE?

UNH-UNH.

(both moaning)

(clatter)

(moans)

(chuckles)

AH. AH!

(both moaning)

OH! OH! (gasps)

(grunting)

(gasping)

(both grunting)

OHH.

(chuckles) AHH.

(panting)

YOU WANNA DO ANOTHER ONE, MISTER?

(groans) I CAN'T.

I HAVE TO GO HOME.

I STILL HAVE TO PREP FOR A HEARING FOR TOMORROW.

OH.

AH, THE LIFE OF A RE-EMPLOYED LAWYER.

OH. (chips clatter)

HEY, UH, MEET ME FOR LUNCH ON WEDNESDAY.

WAIT. UH, MAKE IT TUESDAY. OLD BOYFRIEND COMING TO TOWN.

WHAT?

(chips clatter)

I'M NOT THE ONLY GUY YOU'VE EVER BEEN WITH?

(laughs)

HE'S HERE FOR A COUPLE OF DAYS.

NAME'S HIGHWAY.

HIGHWAY? MM-HMM.

MUST BE ONE OF THOSE... RESTLESS MEN.

THAT'S HIM.

DID YOU LOVE HIM?

HE LOVED ME.

THAT WAS MORE IMPORTANT.

WELL, ANOTHER SHATTERED HEART

ON THE LIST OF MEN YOU'VE SET ADRIFT.

ACTUALLY, HE WENT TO JAIL.

DEALT DOPE TO SUPPORT HIS SINGING CAREER.

MM. (chuckles) OPERA?

COUNTRY, BUT A LOT OF LITTLE STUFF.

HAD A LOCAL HIT IN MEMPHIS.

"SHOT THE MAN."

♪ SHOT THE MAN WHO STOLE YOUR HEART ♪

♪ KILLED THE MAN, NOW WE'LL NEVER BE APART ♪

HE SOUNDS CLINGY. HE'S SWEET.

HE BOUGHT ME AN I.D. BRACELET FROM THE MONEY HE MADE

FROM A SHIPMENT OF JAMAICAN WEED.

HAD IT ENGRAVED.

I'M WAITING. IS THERE ANOTHER MURDER LYRIC?

IT SAID,

"BABY, YOU'RE A ROCKET TO MARS."

WELL...

MAYBE HE GOT INTO HIS OWN STASH.

(chuckles)

YOU KNOW, I HAVE A POKER CHIP SOMEWHERE

WHERE IT ISN'T SUPPOSED TO BE.

AH. (whispers) OH.

(normal voice) MAYBE...

I CAN DO A CAVITY SEARCH.

MM. I THOUGHT YOU'D NEVER ASK.

(grunts) OKAY.

OH, I'M GONNA FIND IT! OH.

WHERE IS IT? IN HERE? MM. IS IT A $25 OR A $100?

I DON'T KNOW. I'LL FIND IT. HEY! NO. NO. UNH-UNH.

(both moaning)

OH. YOU WANNA GO BACK TO THE BEDROOM? (groans)

YES, BUT I ALSO HAVE TO WORK.

(groans)

AH, EX-BOYFRIENDS.

SOMETIMES YOU JUST HAVE TO SAY TA-TA.

LIKE WHEN I SPENT MY JUNIOR YEAR AT BARNARD ABROAD

AND I MET FABRICE.

ONE EXQUISITE AFTERNOON, WE WENT ALOFT

IN A HOT AIR BALLOON OVER BORDEAUX.

SUDDENLY, THUNDER POUNDED. IT BEGAN TO POUR.

THE BALLOON WAS SWEPT SIDEWAYS AND COULDN'T BE CONTROLLED.

I'VE NEVER BEEN SO SCARED IN MY LIFE.

BUT HERE'S THE GOOD PART--

THE STORM STOPPED, AS THEY DO,

AND WE WERE SAVED.

AND A RAINBOW APPEARED.

THEY USUALLY DO,

BUT AS SOON AS WE LANDED,

I SAID, "AU REVOIR, FABRICE. IT'S BEEN FUN,

BUT I CAN'T FORGIVE YOUR WEEPING IN THE STORM."

YOU HAVE A MAGNIFICENT FOOT.

WELL, NOT TO GO ON ABOUT IT, BUT I WAS VOTED

MOST LIKELY IN MY LAW CLASS TO BECOME A FOOT MODEL.

WELL, AT BENTON FOGG LEATHERS,

WE DON'T OFTEN GET TO SEE THE CALIBER OF FOOT

THAT OUR CUSTOM SHOES DESERVE.

TOO OFTEN, WE SEE THE IMPOVERISHED ARCH...

MM. THE MISSHAPEN TOENAILS.

HMM. HEARTBREAKING.

BUT YOUR FOOT...

WELL, TO BE CANDID,

I'VE NEVER SEEN ANYTHING LIKE IT IN MY CAREER.

WELL, THANK YOU, HEATHER.

AND I APPRECIATE YOUR FLYING IN FROM LONDON FOR THE FITTING.

OH. I ASSURE YOU, THE PLEASURE'S ALL MINE.

MM.

YOU SHOULD PICK WHICH BOOT YOU PREFER.

BUT I'LL TELL YOU THIS.

YOU CAN'T GO WRONG.

FEET LIKES YOURS ARE A GIFT.

AHH. HEY, LUTHER, I--UH... OH.

SORRY. I'LL COME BACK.

OH, NO, NO. COME IN. COME IN.

MICHAEL, MEET HEATHER CROWLEY

OF THE FINE CUSTOM SHOEMAKING HOUSE

BENTON FOGG OF LONDON.

HELLO. PLEASURE.

13... D.

UH, CORRECT.

HMM. YOU ARE MENTALLY UNDRESSING MY FEET.

SO I AM. (chuckles)

LUTHER, WHAT'S THIS ALL ABOUT?

I'M HAVING RIDING BOOTS MADE.

FOR WHAT? YOU DON'T RIDE.

SO WHAT?

I'M PLANNING TO WEAR THEM WITH SHORTS.

(chuckles)

HEATHER, WOULD YOU GIVE US A MOMENT? OH.

TAINTED TUSH HAS GONE PUBLIC.

WE ARE GOING TO BE RICH BEYOND OUR WILDEST DREAMS.

$50 MILLION BETWEEN US!

$50 MILLION ON PAPER, LUTHER.

IT'S--IT'S DATED STOCK. WE CAN'T SELL IT FOR SIX MONTHS.

GOOD. IT'LL BE WORTH EVEN MORE BY THEN.

THINK ABOUT IT, MICHAEL.

WE NEVER HAVE TO GROW UP!

OH! THEN THE PRESSURE'S OFF FOR YOU.

PEOPLE ONLY GROW UP AND GET THEIR AT TOGETHER

SO THEY CAN MAKE A LIVING.

WE DON'T HAVE TO DO THAT ANYMORE.

WE CAN DO WHATEVER THE FUCK WE WANT!

LUTHER-- I AM GOING TO PROPOSE TO SHERYL CROW.

WHAT? THIS IS MY TIME, MICHAEL.

I'M GONNA JOIN CIRQUE du SOLEIL!

LOOK, LUTHER, YOU'RE GETTING AHEAD OF YOURSELF.

NO, I'M FINALLY IN SYNC WITH MYSELF.

I'M FREE! (laughs) OKAY.

FROM THIS MOMENT FORWARD,

I DROP ALL PRETENSE, I SHED MY FACADE.

I AM GOING TO BE THE ME I'VE ALWAYS WANTED TO BE!

THE REAL ME!

AND I'M GOING TO STOP SHAVING MY ASS. (laughs)

THAT IS GENUINELY REVOLTING.

(knock on door) (laughing)

MICHAEL, I NEED YOU FOR A MOMENT.

LUTHER, WHY ARE YOU JUMPING ON THE COUCH?

BECAUSE I AM ALIVE!

WHERE ARE YOUR SHOES?

(sighs deeply)

HOW CONVENTIONAL OF YOU TO BE ALARMED BY MISSING FOOTWEAR

WHEN YOUR VERY ESSENCE HAS BEEN STOLEN BY CORPORATE INANITY.

NEVER THOUGHT OF IT THAT WAY.

THIS, ARTHUR,

IS WHAT REAL TRUE FREEDOM LOOKS LIKE.

NO MORE SELLING OUT FOR ME. NO.

THIS, MY FRIEND...

(chuckles)

IS THE REAL ME!

HA! (laughs)

WELL, CARRY ON, YOU.

A SMALL SUGGESTION--YOU MIGHT WANT TO PULL UP YOUR TROUSERS.

I CAN SEE YOUR CHUBBER.

MICHAEL. YEAH.

(clears throat)

(exhales deeply)

(sighs)

HI, MICHAEL.

JOCE.

WHAT A POTENTIALLY PAINFUL SURPRISE.

LAST TIME WE SPOKE,

YOU WERE WITH YOUR NEW PAL CASEY IN KAUAI.

HOW ARE THE BEACHES, THE WATERFALLS,

THE CUNNILINGUS?

I DIDN'T LEAVE YOU FOR A WOMAN.

SHE LOOKED LIKE A WOMAN.

AM I MISSING SOMETHING?

SO MUCH, MICHAEL.

CASEY IS ONLY PART OF IT.

THERE'S...

ALSO HAL.

HAL?

THAT SOUNDS LIKE A MAN'S NAME.

YOU KNOW, SOMEONE WHO OWNS AND OPERATES A PENIS.

(sighs) YOU'D LIKE HIM.

I ALREADY DON'T. HE LIKES YOU.

I TOLD HIM ALL ABOUT YOU.

NO, YOU DIDN'T. TELL ME YOU DIDN'T DO THAT.

I TOLD HIM I LOVE YOU,

AND NOW HE LOVES YOU.

I DON'T WANT HAL TO LOVE ME. MAKE HIM STOP.

(chuckles)

YOU CAN'T STOP LOVE, MICHAEL.

HAVE YOU EVER HEARD OF...

POLYAMORY?

IT THAT THE LESBO RESORT YOU STAYED WHEN YOU WERE IN HAWAII?

IT'S THE NEW INTIMACY.

OPENING YOURSELF UP TO LOVING MORE THAN JUST ONE PERSON.

AS DAVID CROSBY SANG

IN HIS POIGNANT BALLAD "TRIAD,"

"WHY CAN'T WE GO ON AS THREE?"

MM.

OR MAYBE EVEN...

FOUR?

(clears throat) DOES HAL LOOK A LOT LIKE DAVID CROSBY?

NO.

AH. DAVID CROSBY DONATES SPERM TO LESBIANS.

IS THAT HOW YOU KNOW HIM?

I DON'T KNOW HIM, MICHAEL.

I'M JUST REFERENCING AN OLD SONG.

LOOK...

I WANT YOU TO MEET THEM.

NO.

IT WOULD REPRESENT COMPLETION OF THE CIRCLE FOR ME, MICHAEL.

THINK OF IT.

MY NEW LIFE WITH CASEY AND HAL,

MY WORK ON THE CANTONI ACCOUNT.

IT'S ALL COMING MY WAY.

(sighs)

CAN WE COME OVER FOR ONE DRINK?

NO!

PLEASE?

FINE. I'VE RETHOUGHT IT.

NO.

I LOVE YOU, MICHAEL.

YOU ARE IMPORTANT TO ME,

AND NOW SO IS CASEY AND HAL.

THEY'VE CHANGED ME,

AND I NEED YOU TO MEET THEM.

NO STRINGS ATTACHED.

WHAT ABOUT ROPES? YOU DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING ABOUT ROPES.

IS HAL ONE OF THOSE BONDAGE KINGS?

IS HE GONNA STRING ME UP AND DRIP HOT WAX ON MY NUTS?

YOU'VE GOT IT ALL WRONG, MICHAEL.

THIS IS ABOUT EMOTIONS, NOT SEX.

PLEASE DO THIS FOR ME.

(scoffs) HMM.

DO I HAVE TO HUG HIM? NO.

IS HE GONNA TRY AND BLOW ME?

(chuckles) NO.

IS HE EXPECTING ME TO BLOW HIM? NO.

ONE DRINK. ONE.

(laughs) WHAT IS THIS, LUTHER?

I TOLD YOU, IT'S A SURPRISE.

COME ON! TELL ME! BE PATIENT.

(giggling)

VOILA.

WELL...

WHO IS HE AND WHAT IS HE DOING IN MY BED?

IT'S MARCELLO.

SAY HELLO, MARCELLO. (chuckles)

(male voice) BUON SERA, PEMMIE.

(laughs)

DITTO, MARCELLO.

HMM. A THREE-WAY.

YOU ARE A BAD BOY, LUTHER.

WELL, I TRY.

AHH. COME TO ME, PEMMIE.

(laughs) OH, GOD.

THANK GOD JOCE IS IN LISBON.

(chuckles)

OH, GOD. YOU ARE CRAZY.

MMM.

(gasping) OH, MY GOD!

THIS THING'S SO FUCKING SICK!

IT GETS BETTER. PULL THE COVERS DOWN.

(laughing)

OH! HOLY SHIT.

(laughing) OH, MY GOD!

MARCELLO IS A STATE-OF-THE-ART REAL DOLL.

IT WAS A GIFT GIVEN TO ME

BY MY GOOD FRIENDS... MMM!

AT ABYSS CREATIONS. CARE TO TAKE IT FOR A SPIN?

OHH, GOD, THAT IS ONE AMAZING COCK.

OH, I ALMOST FORGOT.

(imitates rifle click and rapid gunfire)

(laughing) HA HA! (blows air)

OH! TASTER'S CHOICE.

HOLY SHIT.

ALL RIGHT, I'LL TAKE IT FROM HERE, LUTHER.

AHH.

HELLO, MARCELLO.

(speaks indistinctly)

THIS IS KIND OF WEIRD, YOU LITTLE NAUGHTY BOY.

YES, YOU LIKE THAT, MARCELLO, YOU LITTLE BITCH?

(gasps) BOING!

YES, MARCELLO!

OH, YEAH, YOU LIKE IT LIKE THAT, YOU LITTLE BITCH?

(moaning)

WHAT IS THAT SMELL, LUTHER? I CAN SMELL YOU FROM HERE.

(inhales deeply) THAT, MY DEAREST PEMBERG,

IS THE SMELL OF FREEDOM!

(laughs)

YOU REEK LIKE AN ANIMAL.

YES. GET IN HERE WITH US AND GRAB THAT BIG DICK ON THE WAY.

OH, YES, BABY.

(grunting)

HA HA! AAH!

YES! MARCELLO, YOU KNOW YOU WANT THIS ONE ON YOU, RIGHT?

OH! (laughs)

♪

(door opens)

(stops playing)

AH. (closes door)

HOWDY.

HIGHWAY, RIGHT?

WELL... (chuckles)

YOU GOTTA BE MICHAEL.

RIGHT? (grunts)

(laughs)

LIZ'S FRIEND, RIGHT?

YEAH, LIZ'S... FRIEND.

HEY, NO OFFENSE.

NO, NONE TAKEN. IT'S JUST THAT WE'VE GONE WAY PAST FRIENDSHIP.

HARD NOT TO WITH LIZZIE.

LIZ TELLS ME YOU'RE SOME KIND OF A COWBOY... TROUBADOUR.

YEAH, SOME COWBOY. I'M FROM PITTSBURGH. (laughs)

OH, PITTSBURGH. I SPENT A WEEK THERE ONE NIGHT.

OH, YEAH? (chuckles)

I DON'T KNOW WHY I DID THAT

WHEN I DON'T THINK WHITE GUYS SHOULD BE HIGH-FIVING ANYBODY.

OR CALLING EACH OTHER "BROTHER."

EXACTLY.

HIGH FIVE, MY BROTHER.

(laughing) (chuckles)

(chuckles)

SO, UH... HOW'D YOU GET THAT NAME?

HIGHWAY? OH, I GOT THAT IN THE CLUB SCENE.

A DRUMMER BUDDY OF MINE GAVE IT TO ME

'CAUSE I COULDN'T STAY ANYWHERE FOR TOO LONG.

THAT'S HOW I LANDED IN JOLIET FOR TWO YEARS, ANYWAY.

OH, YEAH. LIZ TOLD ME ABOUT THAT.

ANYWAY...

GAVE ME AN OPPORTUNITY TO WRITE A COUPLE COUNTRY HITS

WHEN I WAS ON THE INSIDE. I SOCKED SOME MONEY AWAY, TOO.

WHO WAS YOUR INSPIRATION?

HANK WILLIAMS? MERLE HAGGARD?

WILLIAM BLAKE.

THE ENGLISH POET? NOT JUST "THE ENGLISH POET."

HE WAS THE MAJOR POET AND PAINTER

OF THE ROMANTIC MOVEMENT. A REVOLUTIONARY.

SUPPORTER OF WOMEN'S RIGHTS.

DID YOU KNOW THAT ON HIS DEATHBED,

HE TURNS TO HIS WIFE, TAKES HER HAND, AND HE SAYS,

"STAY, KATE!

"KEEP JUST AS YOU ARE.

"I WILL DRAW YOUR PORTRAIT,

FOR YOU HAVE EVER BEEN AN ANGEL TO ME"?

HE DRAWS HER PORTRAIT,

STARTS TO SING...

BOOM.

AND DIES.

(laughs)

NOW THAT'S MY INSPIRATION.

AH. THAT'S A PRETTY TOUGH ACT TO FOLLOW.

YEAH, NO DOUBT. HE MADE IT HARD FOR THE REST OF US.

OH. ARE YOU DOING THAT WILLIAM BLAKE SHIT AGAIN?

(laughs) HEY.

(laughs) HEY, IT'S THE MAN!

(chuckles)

(growls) (giggles) MM.

NEVER THOUGHT I'D BE HAPPY TO SEE A COP AGAIN.

(laughs) OH, YEAH?

OF COURSE, I MISS SEEING YOU IN THAT OUTFIT. MMM.

I GOT A PRESENT FOR YOU.

OH, YEAH? MM-HMM.

LITTLE SOMETHING I WROTE ON THE INSIDE.

♪ I'VE BEEN LOOKING FOR YOU FOR SO DAMN LONG ♪

♪ SEARCHING UNTIL I... ♪

♪ I DON'T KNOW IF COULD LIVE ANOTHER DAY WITHOUT YOU ♪

♪ NOT A DAY GOES BY... ♪ (sings indistinctly)

♪ WHEN I LOOK INTO YOUR EYES ♪

IT'S BEAUTIFUL.

IT'S CALLED "NOT A DAY GOES BY."

(chuckles)

YOU KNOW WHY? WHY?

'CAUSE NOT A DAY GOES BY

I HAVEN'T THOUGHT ABOUT YOU, HONEY.

OH.

THOUGHT ABOUT US,

ABOUT OUR FUTURE.

YOUR WHAT?

OUR FUTURE.

(chuckles) AHEM.

YOU'RE ALL I THOUGHT ABOUT EVERY MINUTE I WAS IN PRISON.

AND I VOWED, AS SOON AS I GOT OUT,

I WAS GONNA TRACK YOU DOWN, HONEY.

AND I WAS GONNA COME HERE

AND I WAS GONNA TELL YOU THAT ONE LITTLE THING.

I WANT YOU TO BE WITH ME.

(chuckles)

FOREVER.

(sighs)

AND I KNOW THAT'S A LOT TO TAKE IN.

(chuckles) NO KIDDING.

LOOK, I'M NOT ASKING

FOR YOU TO GIVE ME AN ANSWER RIGHT THIS SECOND.

(whispers) I WANT YOU TO THINK ABOUT IT, OKAY?

I WILL.

MMM.

(kissing)

MM.

MMM.

I'LL BE BACK.

AND YOU...

YOU ARE MY WITNESS, BROTHER.

(laughs)

YOU'RE GOOD PEOPLE.

(laughs)

WHAT WAS THAT?

THAT WAS HIGHWAY BEING HIGHWAY.

AND WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL HIM I WAS YOUR BOYFRIEND?

BECAUSE I DIDN'T THINK THAT'S WHAT YOU ARE.

AND ANYWAY, IT WOULDN'T MATTER TO HIGHWAY.

HIGHWAY DOES WHAT HIGHWAY WANTS.

AND WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK I WANT?

HELP ME UNDERSTAND WHAT'S GOING ON BETWEEN YOU AND ME.

WHERE IS THIS COMING FROM?

IS IT BECAUSE YOUR GIRLFRIEND LEFT YOU? HER NAME IS JOCELYN.

I DON'T GIVE A FUCK WHAT HER NAME IS! SHE'S GONE!

WELL, THANK YOU. THANK YOU FOR THAT.

YOU JUST--YOU DON'T GET ME.

OH. OH, NO, YOU'RE WRONG.

HERE'S HOW YOU AND I GET EACH OTHER.

LET'S FUCK.

JUST LIKE THAT? JUST LIKE THAT!

AND SUDDENLY YOU JUST WANNA FUCK? YES!

IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT? YOU WANT THIS?

(grunts) HMM? HMM?

(moaning) HMM? HMM? HMM?

HMM? IS IT WHAT YOU WANT? (panting)

YOU WANNA FUCK? HUH? MM-HMM. (grunts)

(gasping)

GET THOSE PANTS OFF.

(gasps) FUCK ME.

(both moaning and grunting)

YOU WANNA FUCK?

(grunting) YES! AH!

OH!

(grunting)

(panting)

(moans) (gasps)

(both panting)

THE PRACTICE OF LAW IS OFTEN FULL-FRONTAL WARFARE.

EVERY MAN NEEDS AN ADVANTAGE,

AND YOU, LADIES, ARE OBVIOUSLY AWARE

THAT ANATOMY IS THAT ADVANTAGE.

THE POINT IS, THOUGH SMALL,

I AM A LARGE MAN.

I'M AVAILABLE FOR LATE-NIGHT CONSULTATIONS,

CASUAL WEEKENDS, AND SUPERFICIAL DINNERS.

HEY, EVERYONE.

UH, LUTHER, WHAT'S GOING ON? YOU LOOK TERRIBLE.

I'M EXPRESSING MYSELF.

YOU'RE... EXUDING YOURSELF.

YOU NEED TO BE FUMIGATED.

NONSENSE. I'M IN THE MOMENT.

I'M SO RICH, I MAY NEVER BATHE AGAIN.

I TOLD YOU WE'RE NOT THERE YET.

WE HAVE NUMBERED STOCK, NOT CASH IN HAND.

(sighs) PISH POSH.

(mouth full) SO, GUYS,

LET'S CUT TO THE CHASE, OKAY?

(normal voice) YOU'RE BUSY. I'M BUSY.

BLAH, BLAH, BLAH, WHATEVER. WHO GIVES A FUCK?

I'M ONLY INTERESTED IN BUYING YOU OUT.

OKAY, $5 MILLION FOR YOUR SHARES IN TAINTED TUSH.

THAT'S $5 MILLION GUARANTEED

FROM ME, DEZ BAMMER.

TODAY. WHAT SAY YOU?

INTERESTING, DEZ.

WOULD YOU... CARE TO HEAR MY THOUGHTS?

ABSOLUTELY, LUTHER.

FUCK OFF, YOU FAT FUCK.

UH...

I'M SURE LUTHER DID NOT MEAN TO SAY IT QUITE THAT WAY.

YOU THINK I'M FAT?

I THINK YOU'RE A REPUGNANT BLIMP.

OKAY. $6 MILLION.

$6 MILLION?! BLOW ME.

ALL RIGHT. $6.5 MILLION.

(mouth full) HERE, WIRED TODAY.

(normal voice) OKAY, YOU GOT 30 SECONDS TO RESPOND

OR THE DEAL GOES BYE-BYE.

THE STOCK IS WORTH $50 MILLION.

(laughs) ON PAPER. YOU CAN WIPE YOUR ASS WITH THAT.

PASS, ELEPHANT MAN.

WELL, YOUR TIME'S UP ANYWAY.

ALL RIGHT, LET'S MOVE IT OUT, GIRLS.

APPARENTLY NO ONE HERE WANTS TO GET RICH TODAY.

OH, BY THE WAY, I LIKE YOUR STYLE.

MM. (chuckles) HE LIKES MY STYLE.

THAT'S BECAUSE YOU DON'T HAVE ANY, LUTHER.

CONGRATULATIONS. I THINK YOU JUST MADE A HUGE MISTAKE.

MM.

(mutters) $6.5 MILLION.

FUCK. (telephone rings)

(sighs) (ring)

(ring)

(beep) YEAH?

WHAT, HERE?

UH, SURE.

HEY.

HEY.

YOU COME BY NOT TO TALK AGAIN?

DON'T MAKE A JOKE.

I'M NOT.

MICHAEL,

I'VE BEEN PUTTING THINGS OFF FOR TOO LONG.

I'M NOT GONNA LIKE THIS, AM I?

YOU AND ME,

WE'RE GREAT AT RUBBING UP AGAINST EACH OTHER

AND STARTING BIG FIRES,

BUT THERE'S NEVER SIMPLE AND EASY WITH US, MICHAEL.

I THOUGHT THAT WAS THE APPEAL.

THAT WAS THEN.

THEN?

AT WHAT POINT DID WE BECOME "THEN?"

THE NIGHT WE MET.

IT'S A LOT OF THINGS.

CAPTAIN DECKER IS TALKING ABOUT PROMOTING ME.

HEY! YOU KIDDING?

WELL, YOU KNOW, YOU'RE RECKLESS AND...

YOU NEVER KNOW WHEN TO STOP, AND YOUR ATTITUDE SUCKS.

YEAN, HE SAYS I'M PERFECT DETECTIVE MATERIAL.

(chuckles) THERE'S A LOT OF THINGS.

MY FOLKS--THEY HAD THIS CRAZY THING,

AND IT RIPPED THEM APART.

I SWORE I'D NEVER DO THAT.

WELL, YOU'RE NOT THEM.

(scoffs) CLOSE ENOUGH.

YOU KNOW WHAT I THINK?

JOCE HAS MOVED ON,

AND I'M AVAILABLE NOW,

AND THAT SCARES THE SHIT OUT OF YOU.

YEAH, YOU'RE RIGHT.

IT DOES.

JUST--IT'S JUST TOO MUCH OF US, MICHAEL.

NEITHER OF US HAS EVER HAD WHAT WE HAVE TOGETHER.

CHEMISTRY'S NOT ENOUGH.

YOU CAN'T BUILD A LIFE ON THAT, AND I WANT ONE.

I'M MOVING IN WITH HIGHWAY.

(door closes)