All language subtitles for Wentworth S01 E05 - The Velvet Curtain

We can finally get on with our lives.

(MALE REPORTER TALKING ON TV)

JACS: Who is she?

She works for my lawyer, her name's Cass.

She's nothing.

I've got to know who did that to Meg.

You can't do this by yourself.
You need to get some help.

Give me another Scotch, please.

- Oh, my God!
- Amy! Amy!

- She's supposed to shit it out.
- Shit what out?

- Heroin?
- (SOBS) Yes.

Franky, I'd like you to speak
today at the Our Journey event.

You haven't said the magic word.

Then there's Miss Davidson.
She believed in me.

She saw past the front, she saw who I was.

It helped that she was hot.

She's given me a hunger...

...to be a better person.

- ERICA: You're up next, Liz.
- WOMAN: Liz!

Our final speaker for today,

this is our peer worker,
Elizabeth Birdsworth.

- Who me?
- Is she pissed?

She hasn't had booze in ages.

Some of the women in here, they
stick drugs up their kids' bum.

- Right, get her out.
- LIZ: No, no, no!

And the little kids, they OD, right?

And she nearly died.

Tell me what you want me to do.

(GASPS)

Morning.

- (EXHALES)
- I hope that dream was about me.

Erica, hi.

Not now, Hayley.

- (BEEPS)
- I've got a lot to do.

Just after a quick update on Meg
Jackson's murder investigation.

You know to go through the proper channels.

You can speak to our PR people,

they're the ones issuing
statements right now.

What about the Our Journey event?

The incident with the prisoner.

The little girl who OD'd
in the visitors' center.

Any truth to the rumors the
department's losing faith in you?

The promises you made on prison
reform, you haven't delivered on them.

I'm sorry, don't you
have anything better to do

than to stand around here and
look for someone to harass?

DEREK: Hold it.

- Perhaps we struck a nerve.
- (DOOR BEEPS)

Just stay calm.

They want you to bite
back, it gives them a story.

Well, they have a story, thanks to Liz.

At least we got something
positive out of it.

The department put this out.

Took the curse off the
day for the Minister.

Somewhat.

Yeah, well, there's plenty
of women who are interested

- in furthering their education.
- Are they articulate?

Can they hold their own in a public forum?

(SIGHS) No, they would probably
cave under the pressure.

(SIGHS) Well, we can't
afford to have a repeat

of what happened to the peer worker.

WOMAN: Morning, sir.

ERICA: She's not the peer worker anymore.

We need someone who the public
can respond to in a positive way.

- Someone with a profile.
- Franky.

Franky.

- When is she due for parole?
- Two years.

That gives us time. All
right, get her in for a chat.

Thought maybe you had a plan.

Well, I'll just add it to the list.

Move it to the top.

WOMAN: Hey, watch out, boy.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

(WOMAN LAUGHING)

- VERA: Morning, Liz.
- LIZ: Hi.

It's not a very pleasant
way to start the day.

Oh, it could have been
worse, it could have been poo.

- No.
- That's true.

- No way.
- Fucking run out.

Poor thing.

I feel sorry for her having to do that.

Well, she asked for it.

It's her job now.

(BEEPS)

- (WOMAN LAUGHING)
- Hold up.

FRANKY: Hey!

I thought I'd get some feedback by now.

It was tight, wasn't it?

Everyone enjoyed your speech.

- Were you satisfied?
- You impressed the hierarchy.

In fact, they want you mentored.

On, that sounds interesting.

ERICA: We can talk about it later.

I'll get someone to
escort you to my office.

Casual or formal?

So I know what to wear.

LIZ: Hey, Dor!

Dor!

Ooh!

Hey, when are you gonna
start talking to me?

When you apologize for wrecking the event.

I'm sorry.

- No, you're not.
- Eh?

- It is kind of funny.
- (BOTH SNORTING)

- Doreen Anderson, Governor.
- ERICA: Hi, Doreen.

You're not in trouble, take a seat.

So you did really well
at the Our Journey event,

everyone was impressed.

- Thanks.
- You were articulate, you were confident,

you had the respect of the women.

You've come a long way.

I used to be scared about
getting up in front of people.

I know. And now we need
more women like you.

Women who want to better themselves.

You've set a really good example.

Ta.

Which is why I want you
to be the new peer worker.

But...

But that's Liz's job.

Well, Liz can't be trusted anymore.

- (SIGHS)
- Oh, no, it's okay.

I'd give you training, I
wouldn't just throw you in.

(STUTTERS) There's plenty of other
women that'd be better, like... Brook.

In H-3. She's smart. Or Justine.

I... I mean, the women really like her.

Well, I've considered others but I
think you're the woman for the job.

So... So I'd just be doing it for
a little while till Liz got it back?

No, if all goes well, this would be
a permanent thing until your release.

(SIGHS)

I can't.

I'd be stabbing Liz in the back.

Well, Liz let you down, Doreen.

I mean, Liz let everyone down.

She doesn't deserve your loyalty.

- She loves that job.
- And I understand.

But I'm sorry,

there's gonna be a new peer
worker whether it's you or not.

(WOMAN SCATTING)

Hey!

What did she want?

Uh, nothing, she just asked me
about the home brewing stuff.

(STEAM HISSES)

Oh, shit, am I in trouble?
I thought they found that.

- Yeah, they did.
- WOMAN: So what did she want?

Look, I just told you.

- I've had enough questions this morning.
- (ALL CLAMORING)

Oh, you've got the painters in, mate?

Come on, get back to work. Oh, yeah.

Higher, higher!

(ALL LAUGHING)

WOMAN: Ooh!

Hey, hey, hey!

Get out of it!

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Want me to do something?

No, it's fine.

LIZ: Get out of it.

(ALL LAUGHING)

WOMAN: Get back to work.

(LAUGHTER CONTINUES)

Ooh!

If that's the best you
can do, I'm disappointed.

You're losing it, Francesca.

Too busy sucking up to the Governor.

Hey, uh, could you get
Cass to give me a call?

- (CHUCKLES)
- I could do with a blonde.

Hey, what's wrong with brunettes?

Keep your disgusting sex life to yourself.

Hey, do you think Cass' hair
is really blonde, though?

Yeah, it looks real.

It doesn't have that
black thing down the middle

when the re-growth starts.

Hello.

- Just shut up, Liz!
- Oh, yes, she talks. Doreen!

Come back, talk to me!

- Doreen! Doreen! Doreen!
- (LAUGHS)

(PANTS)

(PANTING)

FLETCH: That was a piss-poor effort.

You are obviously writing
yourself off again.

You have no bloody idea, Fletch.

I know it's not getting you any closer
to finding out who killed your wife.

What do you reckon Meg'd
say if she saw you like this?

You need to get your head straight, Will.

Get your shit sorted and
think about what you're doing.

You're a joke.

(SIGHS)

- (GRUNTS)
- (CRASHES)

Argh.

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

So the, uh, the department
think you have real potential

and want to help you make the most of it.

So you need to decide
on some career options.

Focus your study accordingly.

Accordingly.

- What?
- Oh, you went formal.

It's disappointing.

I thought our relationship
had moved past that.

I think you should take this seriously.

- I think it's a good offer.
- Yeah, I know.

- I'll do it.
- Great.

As long as you're my tutor.

No, that's not possible.

- You helped me get my HSC.
- No, I didn't.

I didn't sit the exams for you, Franky.

Yeah, but you know how to motivate me.

- I don't force you to better yourself.
- We work well together.

I just don't have time
to tutor you anymore.

I'll work hard, I'll make you look good.

No, I can't.

Yeah, you can.

Medical's running a bit behind today.

You know I had a urine test two days ago.

It's just random. It's nothing to
worry about if you're not using.

You know, I saw Liz earlier.
She's looking a bit of a mess.

- Yeah, well, she lost parole.
- Hmm.

WOMAN ON RADIO: G-O-1 calling C-O-3,

new arrivals in 20.

Yeah, C-O-3, copy that.

I'll go get the nurse.

BOOMER: Stop picking your nose, it's gross.

Hey!

You look like you've been
caught with your pants down.

(LAUGHS)

What have you done?

I just saw Mr. Jackson without his top on.

- Bloody hell, wish I'd been there.
- Ah, he caught me staring at him.

At least it'll give you something
to think about late at night,

under the covers.

- Oh, we all know what gets you off, Liz.
- Oh, do you, Doreen?

Yeah. Got to do a bit of self-service.

And if you're wondering what
the moaning is some mornings,

that's Boomer and her Fevola poster.

(ALL GROANING)

(LAUGHING)

Makes me come like a werewolf.

- Oh! Too much information.
- (LAUGHTER)

- Oi, Franks!
- FRANKY: What?

BOOMER: We know what gets you off.

(ALL LAUGHING)

A girl's got to have her secrets, mate.

Hey, Bea, don't you
pretend you don't do it.

Yeah, come on, you must
have flicked yourself off.

- LIZ: Yeah.
- Oh, come on, guys, leave her alone.

- Have you? Have you?
- My sex life is none of your business.

- Oh, my God, she hasn't.
- What, never?

LIZ: Bloody hell.

Are you serious? Eh?

That's why you're so uptight
all the frigging time, Bea.

Fuck you, Liz.

LIZ: Ooh, hey, she's never
said fuck before, to me.

Hey, why don't you have a
bit of a go, darling? Go on.

It'll make you feel nice and relaxed.

- (BOOMER LAUGHS)
- DOREEN: Liz...

Oh, what, Doreen, I am having fun.

It's not funny, it's just mean.

It's just the piss talking.

Well, I fucking like the booze talking.

- (GIBBERISH)
- Shut up.

- Hey, what happened to your shoulder?
- Strained rotator cuff.

Ugh! That sounds painful.

It's fine.

Where's he gonna eat that, the car park?

Hey, what's going on between you two?

Okay, fine, happy to stay out of it.

Coming out tonight?

Trivia at the local.

- Didn't Chris tell you?
- No.

- Are you going, Vera?
- No.

Adam's taking me out, so...

It's a show, I think, in the city.

He wanted to surprise me.

I think I'll give it a miss,
too. I'm not in the mood.

You get in the mood once you're
out. That's the whole point.

Come on, Fletch, you know you want to.

- You're scared I'll beat you at Trivia.
- (SCOFFS)

- Hasn't happened so far.
- Hah! Sounds like a challenge.

- Why is Franky refusing?
- (ERICA STUTTERS)

- She's trying to set conditions.
- Well, what does she want?

(SIGHS)

(STAMMERS) I mean, her
demands are ridiculous.

Well, what did she ask for?

Early release? Special favors? What?

Look, she's playing games, Derek. I mean...

We give her this sort of power,
God knows what she'll ask for next.

You do whatever you have
to to keep her in line.

(INDISTINCT NOISES)

Hey.

What are you doing, Liz?

(SOFTLY) Nothing.

You know you need to get
your shit together, right?

Yeah. Yeah.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

Franky, you're needed in Education.

Ooh, hot stuff.

Doreen?

I know that day was important to you

and I am really sorry.

It really meant something
and you turned it into a joke.

- (STUTTERS) Well, I said I'm sorry...
- And it's stuffed up your parole.

- Didn't you even care what would happen?
- Now, you give it a rest.

And you being pissed all day...

Oh, yeah, yeah, here
we go, blah, blah, blah!

- I hate it when you're like this!
- Like what?

Miss Davidson was right,
you don't deserve that job.

- What?
- Yes, she offered me peer worker

and I said no because I
didn't want you to be upset.

She offered you peer worker?

Yeah, and I turned it down, Liz.

Oh, why don't you take it? I don't care!

- Maybe I will!
- Oh, fuck, you'll last five minutes.

- What?
- I said you won't last five minutes.

- Why is that, Liz? Yeah.
- Why?

'Cause you're dumb and
you're black, Doreen,

and the women are never gonna
come to you and talk to you

in the same way that they
talk to me! That's why!

That's why.

(INHALES SHARPLY)

I can't believe you said that.

(SNIFFLES)

You're supposed to be my friend, Liz.

Ah, Miss Davidson.

Hi.

Uh...

I want to do it.

I want to be peer worker.

You've changed your mind.

Yeah. I thought a lot about
what you said and you're right.

I want to help the women in here.

I'm really pleased to hear that.

Don't worry, you're gonna be great.

(DOOR CREAKS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

I knew you wouldn't be able to resist.

So I, uh, brought some brochures

for us to talk through,
see if anything appeals.

What appeals to you?

Apart from me.

Brochures, Franky.

(SIGHS) It's a big decision.

Why did you choose law?

I mean, there's various
career opportunities.

There's plenty of university courses
by correspondence we can look at.

Come on, Franky, we've got an hour a week,

I want to make the most of it.

- You didn't answer the question.
- I don't intend to.

Did you not understand the question?

Oh, my God, you sound like
a lawyer. What about law?

I've missed this.

MAN ON PA: Attention,
compound, attention, compound.

Count will commence in 10 minutes.

JACS: What's the view like from down there?

Long way from being peer worker.

You know, I can understand
the fresher girls

stepping out of line, not
knowing how things work,

but someone who's been around
as long as you and I have,

you disappoint me, Liz.

You don't have the privileges
of a peer worker anymore.

No fence to sit on.

You want to make sure you
come down on the right side.

FRANKY: It's a lot to think about.

We need more time.

No, I don't expect you to
make your decision today

but you have to keep in mind the
closing dates for applications.

- (GROANS)
- So you don't have much time.

I mean, is there anything
here that even interests you?

- Yeah.
- (CHUCKLES)

- Franky...
- But I don't know if I can say.

I mean, once it's out
there, it's out there.

I don't want to limit myself.

- Well, I just want...
- It's like sex, you know.

...to maximize our time together.

When you first start fucking
it's scary and exciting,

'cause there's this whole
world you know nothing about.

But you don't want to look like an idiot.

So you skip the exploration and
you do what you think's expected.

Really, isn't that the best bit?

When it's new, scary,
a little bit dangerous.

We're here to talk
about your future career.

Well, how can you help me choose
a career if you don't get me?

I had sex with guys for ages

'cause I thought that was what I had to do.

It was okay, but something was missing.

Then I fucked a woman.

I'd been getting it wrong for years.

So now,

I never could admit to anything
without exploring every possibility.

You enjoyed that.

What?

You were being deliberately provocative.

No, I wasn't.

It did nothing for me.

- (FOOD SIZZLING)
- (DOOR OPENS)

(KEYS JANGLING)

Hello.

Hello!

(GASPING)

(BOTH LAUGHING)

Another lawyer to follow in the fine

- footsteps of the Davidson family.
- (MOANING)

- If only he knew...
- What a dirty girl I am.

- We gotta close the blinds.
- Why?

No, don't, don't. Come here.

So people can't see in.

So? (GASPS)

I wanna give them something to talk about.

- (GIGGLES)
- Just wait!

- They're shut now. Come here. Shh!
- Don't be such a spoilsport!

- (BOTH MOANING)
- (LAUGHS)

(BOTH MOANING)

(GASPS) What do you want to do to me?

- I just want you.
- Come on, say it.

- I love you.
- No, that's not what I want to hear.

(CHUCKLES)

- (GRUNTS)
- (GROANS) Oh, what are you doing?

Erica...

- Pull my fucking hair!
- (CHUCKLES) Hey?

Pull my fucking hair. I don't
want to fuck like a married couple.

- (GRUNTS)
- What?

What?

(SCOFFS)

- Erica, what...
- Forget it. It doesn't matter.

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter.

What... What was that?

(SIGHS)

So what was that all about?

Um... Nothing. (CHUCKLES)

I just wanted to try something
different, that's all.

- So we've got a problem.
- No.

Of course not, I'm sorry.
Seriously, let's just forget it.

- Are you bored with me or something?
- No!

You know, we can try whatever you want.

Just tell me what you want
me to do. What would you like.

Yeah, you've kind of killed the mood now.

(SIGHS)

It's sex, Mark, it's supposed
to be dirty sometimes.

It doesn't have to be so...

So what, Erica?

Nice! It doesn't have to
be so nice all the time!

- Mark...
- Fuck off!

- No! Don't strike me.
- Get the fuck away from me!

(GROANS)

MARK: Fuck, do you want to get married...

Now?

Well, not exactly this second.

Yeah, but you've always said no.

What, you don't want to marry me now?

- Whoo-hoo!
- (LAUGHS)

I love you, I love you,
I love you, I love you!

I love you!

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

(PRISON GATE BEEPS)

(DOOR CLICKS)

(WOMEN LAUGHING)

BEA: Wish we could help her.

Why? She's a nasty drunk.

She was like that the last
time she got on the booze.

WILL: Doreen, Governor wants to see you.

Bea.

- Are you all right?
- Yeah.

(CHORTLES)

(BEEPS)

Liz?

(MURMURING)

BEA: Liz?

- Hey, Liz!
- WOMAN: What happened?

- Lizzie?
- Hey, Mr. Jackson!

- (BEEPS)
- BEA: Hey!

She just passed out.

Move, move away from her.

Liz?

Liz, can you hear me?

Uh, 04 to 01.

Medical assistance in exercise yard, over!

- What'd she take?
- I don't know.

- You need to tell me.
- I don't know. She just fell over.

(BEEPS AND BUZZES)

I don't know, she just hit the deck.

All right, back to your
units. Spot check, ladies!

Spot check!

(INDISTINCT MUMBLING)

Hey, is Liz okay? Can, can we see her?

Well, your peer worker can.

- Yeah, we don't have one.
- Yeah.

Doreen! Haven't you told them yet?

Nah.

What's the matter, Francesca? One down.

What do you know about it, Jacqueline?

Nothing I can recall.

Well, you know better than
to fuck with my family.

Hey, how come you didn't tell us?

Yeah, does Liz know?

Look, it only just happened.

I wanted to say something
but then Liz collapsed.

FRANKY: It's good you're doing it.

You'd look after Liz.

BEA: Yeah, she needs it.

She's been going off the rails.

Hey, how long are we gonna
be locked in here for?

Could be a while.

Well, I'm going to bed, then.

What, now?

- It's only 4:00.
- Yeah, I didn't say I was sleeping.

Hey, uh, tell us about
Mr. Jackson's body again.

No! No, no!

- BOOMER: Hey!
- (ALL LAUGHING)

- I was just asking.
- (DOOR CLOSES)

- Selfish!
- (ALL LAUGHING)

Jacs is getting desperate.

I want you to look out for yourself.

It wasn't Jacs.

You're fucking kidding me!

(SIGHS) I didn't mean to hurt her, Franky.

I wanted to teach her a lesson,

you know, make her a bit sick
and get her off the booze.

- I didn't know she'd pass out.
- What did you do?

I put bleach in it.

- Bleach?
- (SIGHS) Yes, I...

- You're really lucky she's not dead.
- I know.

I want to tell her I'm sorry.

You don't say a word of this to anyone.

If we start turning on each
other we've got nothing,

and if Jacs finds out,
this comes back on me.

Now, you don't do another fucking thing

without my say so.

You keep your mouth shut.

Get to your room.

- Go!
- (HUFFS)

Fucking three-year-old!

Fuck!

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

Oh, come on!

VOICE MAIL: Hey, you've called
Mark, please leave a message.

(DIAL TONE BEEPS)

Come on, Mark, I've been trying to
call you all morning. You couldn't...

(SIGHS)

At least send me a text. Or something.

(BEEPS)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(CLICKS ON KEYBOARD)

(CLICKS ON KEYBOARD)

- Erica, welcome.
- Hi, Tom.

I hope you don't mind meeting here.

No.

Come through.

(MOANING)

Champagne.

I insist.

I'm quite surprised your father
agreed to take on this case.

It's not something his firm
would normally consider.

Yeah, well, my father

isn't the one who's here.

Hmm.

So I see.

Everyone deserves the
right to representation.

Even those that work in this industry?

A job's a job.

And some are more alternative than others.

(WOMAN GIGGLES)

I'm impressed.

Five minutes and you
haven't batted an eyelid,

and there was I thinking all you
lawyers were a bunch of clenched...

Assholes.

You hired me to do a job, Tom.
I don't care where we meet.

See anything you like?

I'm gonna need a couple of signatures.

I could show you around.

No, thanks.

I like you, Erica.

(CHUCKLES)

It'll be fascinating to see
where your career takes you.

(MOANING)

(WOMAN MOANING)

- We're all done.
- Great.

(SIGHS)

I will need to see you again
when the matter is resolved.

Whenever you like.

Thank you, Tom.

(WOMAN GIGGLING)

(MOANING)

(SLAPS)

- Ahhh!
- (WHIPS)

(GASPS)

(DOOR OPENS)

The department want to meet about Franky.

They want to put out a press release.

Is now a good time?

- Yeah.
- (DOOR CLOSES)

(INDISTINCT TALKING)

(PRISON DOOR SLAMS SHUT)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Do you reckon I'm a nice person, Bea?

Yeah, of course I do. Why?

Doesn't matter.

Everything all right?

Yeah, just watching some telly.

(MAN TALKING ON TV)

The women trust the peer worker, right?

Well, they all trusted Liz.

And the peer worker's meant to
look out for the women, isn't she?

Well, she's meant to.

Hey.

You'll be fine.

It just takes time, that's all.

- I'm home. (CHUCKLES)
- BEA: Hey!

God, you gave us such a big fright.

- How are you feeling?
- Yeah. My guts are sore.

Can I get you something?
Do you want water, tea...

- Oh, water would be good. Thanks.
- BEA: Right.

You're looking a lot better
than the last time I saw you.

Hmm. Hope so.

- Here you are, love.
- Thanks.

Mmm.

(EXHALES)

- Are you all right?
- Yeah, yeah.

- Hey, I'll talk to you later.
- See you.

What, what are we watching?

I'm so sorry, Dor.

I never thought you'd say
something like that, Liz.

Neither did I.

It's the booze, you know, I...

I drink and then I say stuff...

That's a crap excuse, Liz.

Yeah, you're right, it is.

You don't ever, ever

play the black card with me, Liz.

Sorry.

(SIGHS)

- LIZ: Doreen is so upset.
- BEA: Mmm-hmm.

Yeah, it's gonna take her a while.

No. I did say some pretty shocking things.

I heard.

You said some pretty
rude things to me, too.

Oh, mate, I am so sorry
if I embarrassed you

with all that masturbation stuff.

Sorry.

You know, um...

- I was 18 when I married Harry.
- Oh.

- Pregnant.
- Hmm.

- Sick through most of it.
- Yeah.

Sex was the last thing I felt like.

Hmm. Fair enough.

Made him pretty angry.

Is that when he started hitting you?

(WINCES)

I'm so sorry, Bea.

- Just sex, you know, it's...
- (CHUCKLES)

For me, it's always been...

- Uh...
- Not... Not crash hot?

(CHUCKLES) Not crash hot.

Nah, I'm not a prude.

But you're right, I have never...

Done that.

Well, my friend, now is your time.

Give it a go, eh?

There is nothing wrong in
making yourself feel good, Bea.

Nothing.

Thanks.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Mark.

Baby, I've been trying to call you all day.

When have I ever mistreated you, Erica?

You haven't.

Right.

Never.

I treat you with respect.

Yes.

Now, if you don't want that,

then I think maybe
you're with the wrong guy.

No, I'm not.

Okay, so what was last night all about?

Come on, I'm tough, I
can handle it, tell me.

- Erica...
- I don't want to fight about this.

Well, answer the question, then.

You know, I've had a
really hard time at work.

Well, I wanted to try
something different, that's all.

- Because you're bored?
- No.

Because it was a
spur-of-the-moment thing.

It was just a thing.

I thought we had a good sex life.

Yeah, we do.

We've been engaged for five years.

And we keep pushing it
back and back and back,

and now we don't even talk about it.

Maybe it's never gonna happen.

You know what it's been like
trying to get out of Dad's firm.

Mmm-hmm.

You know what it's like and
then I get into Wentworth,

and then I get a promotion.
You know I'm stressed out.

I'm stressed out and
I'm taking it out on you

and I know that's not fair.

I'm not gonna change, Erica.

This is it.

If you are not happy with that,

then you need to tell me

and walk away.

No, that's not what I...

No, that's not what I want.

I love you.

I want to be your wife.

- WILL: Anderson.
- DOREEN: Here.

- Birdsworth.
- LIZ: Here.

- And Smith.
- BEA: Here.

All right. Good night, ladies.

LIZ: Good night, Mr. Jackson.

Hey, Mr. Jackson.

Sweet dreams.

Good night, Boomer.

BOTH: Good night, Mr. Jackson.

Good night, ladies.

- Woo!
- (LAUGHS)

(LAUGHS)

Look.

(GIGGLES)

(GIGGLES)

(MOANS)

(CRYING)

Tell me what you want me to do.

Just love me.