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Wait, give me time.

Lets go. Are you ready?

-That is. -My mother.

Come on, damn it, come in. Squeeze, squeeze.

Her father wanted her to be a surgeon.

Luckily, your father He loves me just the way I am.

My mother.

And... he is there, finally. Good!

I will take a look. A lot of shit.

I love that phrase when I'm dressed like this.

-Bye bye. -Bye bye.

Bye bye.

That?

-My mother, he's just a friend. -I haven't said anything.

Anton, darling, how much time do I have left?

About 20 minutes.

Where the hell were you?

See you later, okay? To the left, to the left.

-You scared him away. -He is handsome.

Ladies, gentlemen

and all those that transcend the genre,

give him a warm welcome and a fucking applause

to the one and only Aphrodite Banks.

You make me feel like a movie star,

all eyes on me.

You make me feel like a movie star,

I can be your fantasy.

Turn on the camera, record the scene, Please give me a script.

I can do anything, I can be your fantasy.

You make me feel like a movie star,

all eyes on me.

You make me feel like a movie star,

what will happen will be fiction.

Call me Cleo, dressed in Gucci.

You will see how I approach you.

I am the owner of your world. Call me Cleopatra...

Lights, camera, action.

We have finished with satisfaction.

I have all the awards. I'm VIP, that's where I come from.

You have to say something.

I already know it. He treats her terribly.

-Fuck you, man. -IM going to break your face.

-Leave me, uncle! -You touch my balls again.

That's it, always the same.

What is that shit you said?

Is Lydia coming tonight?

They sell fucking cocktails.

Shit, buddy.

I want some cocktails, man.

-Can you give me one of those? -Clear.

No, sorry, the one below.

-Damn you. -Calm down, man.

Give me two.

Fuck. Hey, look at that. Is he an uncle?

Don't fuck with me.

-Oh really? -Fucking faggots, man.

You have to be one to know it.

That?

What have you said?

-You're talking to me? -Thank you.

-What did you say? -Following.

-A package. -Say it to my face.

-He's a big man with heels. -Hey, repeat that to me.

-Turn around, man. Turn around. -Thank you.

I said how dare you to call me a faggot in front of your friends

When I've seen you before looking at me.

-Holy shit, what a joke, man. -It seems like you know each other.

Shut up, it's a lie.

Okay, but don't even think about writing to me. when you want to suck a cock

because you and your tiny cock You are not my type.

Fuck!

-Hold this for me, hold it for me. -There it goes.

-What's happening? -We're leaving, run.

What are you doing, man? What are you going to do, Preston?

That trip has made you look ridiculous.

Where are you going?

-Do not run. -Come, smile at the camera.

-Turn around if you are a man. -Go for it, man.

I said don't run.

Let go!

I shit the bitch.

You think you're very tough, don't you? Do you think you are very tough?

Why are you wearing a fucking dress if you think you are so tough?

Get on your knees. Get on your fucking knees.

-Calm down, man. -Get on your knees!

Take off your dress. Take off your fucking dress.

You do not hear me? Take off your dress.

Tell me that again. Tell me that again.

That's it, man. That's it.

Who's the toughest now, huh? Who's the toughest, dammit?

Do you think you are the toughest? I am the toughest.

Fucking faggot.

Look at that, Alice.

-Jules. Jules. Lisa, ask for help. Lisa! -Jules!

-Help him. -Chill chill.

Don't stand there looking and ask for an ambulance!

Are you OK?

Honey.

Honey.

I have managed to fix this beauty,

so you can wear the old one if you want.

I know you can pause it, so do me that favor.

I can, but I don't want to.

Why do you stay here playing whatever the hell that is

when you can meet a guy like that in the club?

I don't want to meet him.

-It is awful. -Why don't you look at me when I talk to you?

I'm suggesting with my body language I don't want to talk about this.

Tobes, don't spoil the night ahead of time, okay?

I try to be a good friend, this is not healthy.

He doesn't want to go out.

When you do this, they win.

-Brilliant. -Well, there he is.

Hello.

Hello.

Not today.

-You're very good-looking. -Thank you.

-It is 22 centimeters and thick. -Maybe another day.

Good luck, handsome.

What did I just say? So why are you touching me?

A shame, man.

Get out before I give you shit.

-You're crazy. -Fucking fucking dog.

-Hey, calm down. -Why are you getting involved?

-Relax or I'll call the doorman. -Sissy.

We're all queers here, honey.

Fucking shit place.

Follow me.

Can we go to your house?

No.

Do not speak.

-Where the hell have you gone? -I had things to do.

You are a danger.

What's up, man, I was bored.

-Are you on the floor? -No, I'm waiting for this asshole.

I don't know what the hell he thinks he's doing

-You have to do something, man. -I'm telling you.

We'll probably go later to Junction, if you feel like it.

-I don't know, I'll see. -Come on, goodbye.

Follow me, okay? Don't let anyone see you enter.

-Has anyone seen you? -No.

A beer?

I do not want, thanks.

Take off your shoes.

She closes the door.

What is your name?

I don't want you to make noise, do you hear me?

If you make noise, I'll cover your mouth.

Take off your clothes.

Good Guy.

Lie down.

-Shit. -Pres, are you here?

Shit, shit, shit.

You can't go out like this.

-How not? -Do not go out.

What I do?

I don't know, damn. I don't know what the hell he's doing here.

Don't worry, man, I'm leaving.

Stay here, okay?

What are you doing, man?

Don't be annoying, man.

I have to pee.

You think you're very tough, don't you? Take off that fucking dress, dammit.

-Yeah I know. -Give me one of those.

-Make me a. -You will start with this soon.

Don't be selfish to me, brother.

Rolling and smoking this shitty coke.

Hey, what is that?

Is there someone?

-Someone is coming. -Have you brought a girl?

Yes, someone is coming, Have you brought an aunt?

Who is that?

A colleague.

Why hadn't you warned me?

Are you my babysitter or what?

He's distracting me while a loser tries to rob me.

-What's your name, uncle? -Jules.

What are you doing in my apartment, Jules?

I have come to catch.

-Isn't it a little late? -No no. He helps me sleep.

-How do you know each other? -Pentonville.

Oh I see.

Bedfellows?

Fuck you, man.

A beer, Jules? This is how you tell us how they fucked Preston in the ass.

You think you're very funny, don't you?

No no. I think I'm going to leave.

-How rude. -Let it go well.

Goodbye, Jules. These colleagues from Pres They are weird as hell.

Give me your phone number.

I want my clothes back.

I'm going to write to you, okay?

-OK. -Good Guy.

YOU ARE FREE SATURDAY NIGHT?

Come on, another one, kids, another one.

Come on, come on, do another one, come on.

MAN IN THE CLOSET

MAN IN EXPOSED CLOSET

EXPOSING TO MY HORNY STRAIGHT NEIGHBOR

3.1 MILLION VISITS

YOU ARE FREE SATURDAY NIGHT?

YEAH

I PICK YOU UP

DRESS NORMALLY

MORE MASCULINE

How much do you want to earn?

That's it, value, how much is your time worth?

And? Open another account, They don't have your address.

Hey, my colleague just arrived.

Call me tomorrow, okay?

OK.

-How are you? -Good.

And you?

Have you gone shopping for me?

No.

I needed new clothes.

You think?

I forgot your sweatshirt, sorry.

Keep it. Anyway, she's fake, I don't wear that shit anymore.

But if you like, I can get you a cheap one.

Not bad, it looks like a brand.

Fucking idiot.

Can I bring you a bottle of water?

Yes, sparkling water, a pint of Brixton and...

the wine list.

Sure, it's on the last page.

-With the white of the house it's fine for me. -What do you recommend us?

I like French sauvignon.

It's very soft, very pleasant.

-A drink, please. -OK.

-I like this place. -Yes, it looks very good.

Don't worry, I'll invite you.

-No, I do not want to... -No no. I invite.

By the way, what you did the other day It was crazy.

-Yes, I'm sorry. -No, it went well.

If you had said something, we would have had a problem,

but better not to think about it.

Well, here you go a Brixton and asauvignon.

-Do you take note of us? -Clear.

-Are you hungry? -Yeah.

Can you give us the half-kilo chateaubriand? To the point, please.

Clear.

The smoked backbone, the potatoes with meat sauce, grilled cabbage

and a few sauces.

-Surprise me. -Of course.

-Health. -Health.

So this... Is this a modus operandi?

The fact that?

Dinners with guys you know in saunas.

-No, not normally. -OK.

Why is today different?

I owed you one.

Oh.

What a shame.

I'm trying to find out where is this going.

What are you talking about?

I can not imagine going on a double date with your friends.

How funny.

You keep this part of your life hidden.

I am a reserved person. I don't like that people get into my things.

Do you have a girlfriend?

Not right now. Would you like me to have it?

Why would I like her?

OK.

Okay, I get you.

The fact that?

What do you think she does for a living?

You think I'm a camel, don't you?

That's what you think?

You want a tough guy to treat you like a whore.

Could be.

I already know how you are.

Well if that's what you're looking for, I think she won the lottery for you.

Shootings, assaults, jail, everything.

-Why were you convicted? -I do not want to talk about that.

Cash.

Thank you.

This is what you're looking for, huh?

Do you want a bully I put it up your ass?

Does this turn you on?

Answer me when I speak to you.

-Yeah. -If that?

It's what I want.

What the hell...?

Jules!

I did it myself.

I got all the material on this same street.

-Sorry, we should have warned. -Yeah.

-I did not expect. -Anton's fault.

There were going to be about five people.

Where were you?

With a friend.

A friend or a date?

I'm sorry, it's just...

-I don't know what's wrong with you. -What are you talking about?

I miss my friend.

-I'm here. -Can I give you a hug?

No.

-Sorry. -No problem.

-It's very hard. -I know.

It's because of the alcohol. I'm fucking drunk. I hate it.

Sorry, I'm an idiot.

Really, it's because of the alcohol. I fucking hate it.

I know, honey. It is awful.

Come on, go. Let's go out for a while.

I'M HOME NOW

I HAD A GOOD TIME

ARE YOU FREE THIS WEEKEND?

Leesh.

-Do you have half an hour? -So that?

If that is. I love it.

That's right, look at me, but don't look at me.

"Look at me, I'm shy, very shy. Give it to me, give it to me."

Great.

-Cute, very cute. -Not so close.

-You are beautiful. -Don't show me your face.

-What the hell are you doing? -What?

Don't send me that shit. There may be someone watching.

-But I turn out okay, right? -I'm serious.

Sorry.

It's just... I've thought about you a lot.

What are you doing?

You have asked for a punishment.

Are you going to tell your friends about me?

-Are you going to tell your friends about me? -No.

-As you say something... -You are going to punish me.

-YOU ARE ALONE? -YEAH

-You wanna repeat? -Yeah.

-I WANT TO SEE YOUR FACE -IMPOSSIBLE

I'm a good guy, But if you do something to me, I'll screw up your life.

-Don't forget, okay? -I am the same.

-Really? -Yeah.

I'll try to be careful with you.

STRAIGHT MAN UNCOVERED

BITCH

What the hell are you doing? Fuck.

Turn that off. What the hell are you doing? Turn it off.

That's it, that's it.

-Get out of my fucking car. -Sorry, I thought it was sexy...

-What did I tell you about screwing me? -Sorry...

-Do you think I wasn't serious? -No!

Well don't tempt me!

I thought you would like it.

Delete it. Right now!

I told you I didn't want to show my face.

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

Sorry, I made a mistake.

Don't do it again!

Get in the car.

I can get you a better one very cheap.

With a better camera and 5G.

Needless.

I wouldn't charge you, that's clear.

Okay thanks.

I have a very bad temper.

Yeah...

If you do something to me, I will react.

I understand.

Really?

I have put you...

in a very vulnerable situation.

I should have asked.

It is my fault.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Slow slow.

Slowly.

Slow slow.

Slowly.

-Good? -Yeah.

-Good? -Yeah.

See you next week?

It has been well.

In the end.

Oh really?

Yeah.

Okay, let's talk.

OK.

What the hell are you doing? Turn that off.

-Turn it off! -Sorry.

If my children were like this, I would never let them have Instagram.

Jules!

Yeah?

Where were you?

With a friend.

He told me, You don't need to lie.

I know you're dating someone.

I just want you to talk to each other again.

We will speak later.

No.

Sit with us.

Come on.

Alright.

Say something.

Can we be friends again?

-Toby, you're the one who's ignoring me. -Because...

He was very drunk. I just want to forget about what happened.

I have already forgotten it.

-Good. -Good.

Nothing else?

Well can you tell what is the matter with you?

I'm frustrated, confused and I hate myself a little.

-A Friday night. -Let it go now, slut.

Can we get drunk?

In short, it is...

He is straight.

That's why we don't get involved with anyone that he hates himself.

You haven't warned me about that.

I don't want to make a drama, but if there are no feelings,

you're just a tight sphincter where he can empty himself.

Doesn't that sound like a drama to you?

That's what Oprah would say.

Well...

Toby and I...

We've been talking about your birthday.

We want to know what you want this year.

-My idea was... Okay, sorry. -Tobes.

We don't want to pressure you.

We can do...

whatever you want.

I think I want to get back to the show.

Really?

Yeah.

I fucking miss her.

-Aphrodite? -Clear.

I miss her too.

I don't know, she was so... she was so...

So powerful.

Sometimes it was weird, like...

As if she were the real me...

and I was the character.

After...

you know what...

It was as if no longer...

As if he wasn't worthy of her.

Or he would have disappointed her.

You haven't let anyone down, darling.

So...

We prepare thetour back on stage?

Hey, let the girls come in. Let the girls come in!

-Don't you have manners? -That is.

Take the next one, you have to be chivalrous.

-You're funny. -Funny? He thinks I'm funny.

YOUR FRIENDS ARE...

Look, Preston's little friend.

-What was your name? -Jules.

-And Preston said that he was tired. -Yes of course.

What are you doing here, Jules?

I just came to catch you.

Do you know that he buys from me? I'm sure he's scamming you.

I'm telling you, man.

-Hello. -What are you doing naked, cousin?

Hey, Preston, get dressed, man.

You have a visitor.

-I think he's trying to win you over, Jules. -Preston, do you have cold beers?

He thought you were going to Lee's house.

-Debs is pissed. -He's like a goat, man.

You have to stay away from those pivas.

Don't worry, I'll get dressed and we'll go.

-Do not leave me alone. -Do not follow me.

Just relax.

-Don, is that bag? -Yes Yes.

Jules!

Jules!

She's a sissy, man.

-She is strong. -She's a girl.

I've seen him knock someone out.

Well, they arrested him.

-Sit down for a while, man. -We will not leave...

You were in jail with Preston

and you look at me as if I were the criminal.

Don't come to my house and treat me like that, Jules.

-I do not do it. -She has the marijuana.

Well, sit down for a while, man.

If you wanted Maria, having talked to the boss.

He would have let you have it much cheaper.

Having enough to sleep is enough for me.

How much money do you have on you?

Damn, Oz, he's Preston's colleague.

Relax, I'm not going to scare him.

-I'm not going to throw away the soap. -Leave it, go.

Why did they put you in?

-As? -In jail.

For stealing.

-Do you need more time to think about it? -No, I just don't like to talk about it.

I'm not going to lie to you, Jules, nothing's wrong with you.

Do you have theStreet Fighter?

Do you like to play, Jules?

-Yes a bit. -I am among the 10 best in the world.

And shit.

Well, maybe I overdid it.

Among the 10 best from the room to the Street Fighter.

-Bring. Do you want to play? -Yeah.

Best of six.

Jack, leave Jules, he's the guest.

Don't take Sagat, Jules. He is mine.

-Have you seen Sagat kill the lion? -To the lion?

He is a lion, what's wrong? What are you laughing at?

-What the hell are you laughing at? -It's a fucking tiger.

Let's go there.

Jules caught Chun-li.

Chun-li is crazy, man.

Well yes, well yes. Chun-li is going to kill him. Fuck.

-In the fucking face. -What an ass! Fuck.

-Wow. -Jack, are you going to play or not?

What a beating, man.

But come on, man.

A girl beat you up.

Have you seen that? It's the host.

Damn, it's going to work out in the end. which is the host. Damn, how he plays.

Preston, your buddy He is a machine in this game.

You can not do the same attack all the time.

It's over.

Come on, Don.

-Do you think you're going to beat me? -Yeah.

You do not know what you say.

Look at Don playing with two fingers as if he were playing the piano.

-Take it now! -Impossible, it can't be.

CHUN-LI WINS

Okay, don't bother me, man. Let me play.

We are playing alStreet Fighter,don't you see?

Stay there, stay, I'm going to beat you up.

You lost, man! You have lost. Leave it, leave it.

But how many controllers have you bought, man?

Don't fuck with me, man.

Oh really? Do it again.

-It does not work! -Don't fuck with me.

It's been blocked, no... Oh my!

Don't throw my things on the floor, asshole.

Someone give me the fucking control.

You have to be an asshole, man. Go that way.

Shut up! Shut up and let me play, dammit.

-You see it? -Yes, I see how you lose.

-He's cheating. -Very little was missing.

What are you saying? You are pitiful.

I knew he was going to disrespect me.

-Do you like to see how I fuck your friends? -A little, yes.

We can go now if you want.

Or we can fuck in your room.

Impossible.

Jules! Bring me a beer, come on.

No more left.

Damn Preston, buy your own beers.

-It's the first. -And stop driving with your uncle's BMW.

Why are you such an asshole?

Because you're a fucking freeloader. Come on, man.

-It's not my uncle's, I paid for it. -Who do you want to impress?

We leave, we don't paint anything if there is no drink.

Jules. You come?

We can't, we have things to do.

She wasn't talking to you. You do what you want.

Jules?

Well.

OK.

-Come on, kids. -What are you doing?

Making it a little more interesting.

Let's go get some shots. Yes, some shots.

-Come go. -Come go.

-What aunt, huh? -Ah, yes, I told you.

I'm speaking with her. Have you seen what ass?

She is married.

-How handsome. -Yeah.

How unfortunate, what a fart it is.

-Why are you like that with him? -It's to sting you.

What to do is pushing it to the edge

and then turn around.

And the next time someone She looks at him badly, he acts like a psychopath.

Oh really?

-Have you never seen him? -No.

It's like a pitbull who has been scolded too many times.

He is very funny.

But him ripping your head off, not so much.

-It does'nt sound good. -And so much.

Okay, yes. Imagine what is coming,

I'm here to party.

The guy comes to talk to me...

-I was going to jump, but he starts talking. -You talk too much.

Why don't you fucking listen to me?

I wanted to meet that chick, okay?

He is the only one who listens to me.

So I tell you...

I say, "Do you know this chick?"

I swear to you. And the guy goes and says: "She's my girl."

-Who pays this round? -I don't.

-Who pays the next one? -Press.

It's not that difficult, guys. Who pays?

-Okay, what do you want? -Jäger, Jäger.

-Jules, do you want to dance with me? -That?

Dance with Me?

Yes of course.

Hey, Lydia, you're going to sack.

Did you need to relax?

Take the air. Oz is touching my balls.

-Because he is an asshole? -A bit.

OK.

What has come?

Do you like it?

Does it make you horny?

Yes, I know what you are like.

Yeah?

You want a tough guy to treat you like a whore.

Could be.

Well come on, let's go.

You'll do what I say?

Yeah.

Good Guy.

Goes up.

Take off your fucking sneakers.

What are you doing?

Get naked.

When you're not with me...

When you are with your colleagues,

pretending to be a tough guy,

I need to remember...

in reality...

You are my little whore.

Are you going to obey me?

What is this?

I got into a fight.

With who? I'll break their faces.

Okay, I understand.

I asked you to do it, right?

Good morning, sleepyhead. You want breakfast?

-What a display. -Well, Julius, when there are guests...

Do they have you kidnapped here?

What's up, we're having breakfast.

Did you have a good time yesterday?

Yes, the truth is... It was a bit crazy.

What a fart she was wearing.

Ah, then you'll have a hangover.

Preston was telling us about his business.

At the moment it's not a big deal, I'm saving to expand.

What kind of clothes do you sell?

Street wear, casual, like Stussy or Supreme, but different.

I try to contact European brands smaller ones, to put a store here.

Cool.

So it's you who inspired to Jules with his new style.

No, I think that's his thing.

But I like his style.

She just wanted to ask you...

Sorry if I've been a bit rude.

Jules is my best friend, I care.

He's had a bad time lately.

I don't know if he told you about the attack.

The scar thing?

Since then I think he has never been the same.

All those clothes...

The attitude... It worries me.

We are preparing you a birthday party.

Can you come.

Oh really?

If you ask him, I'm sure you're embarrassed,

but if you show up, as a surprise,

I think you will be very excited.

And he wouldn't be bad that you saw him in her environment.

Okay, I'll see about it.

Give me your number, I will send you the information.

Well.

-Last night was amazing. -Yeah.

Talk later.

POST

Shit.

YOUR FLOORMATES THEY ARE THE MILK

HEY, WHAT'S GOING ON? IS EVERYTHING ALRIGHT?

SORRY WAS BUSY, WE TALKED

HELLO! FALLACY, THE SHOW

Come on.

Here it is!

Happy birthday, welcome!

May I have a beer?

Who are you looking for?

What is he doing here?

-I have invited him. -Does Jules know?

-It's a surprise. -Toby.

-It's his birthday. -I know very well what you want.

-What's happening? -Hello!

It's good that you came.

I won't stay long, I have plans,

but I'll have something and I will congratulate you on your birthday.

-Do you want me to save that for you? -Thank you.

Where's Jules?

He-he will come on stage right away. -To stage?

Welcome, my children, to Fallacy!

And shut the hell up.

Our next protagonist left us for a while

to go drink cocktails in South Hamptons.

But now...

she has come back.

And if you thought who used to be a bad bitch,

Let me tell you that today you are going to freak out.

Without further ado, let's give him a big round of applause

and raise your glasses to my dear friend,

the queen of the fucking south, Aphrodite Banks!

Those hands, those hands. That is!

That's how I like it. How long, sisters. What do you think?

She has come back!

She always tells herself that you have to start with a joke,

so I'm going to go straight to tell a story about a gay bully.

No no. Calm, calm.

The thing ends with a very spicy homemade porn video.

I already know it. We have all seen a video of that kind, but listen to me,

This guy is a very special actor.

He was eating out of my hand.

-Happy Birthday. -Fuck, shit.

What are you doing here?

Your friend invited me. Surprise.

I'm glad you have come.

Do you think I don't remember you?

That?

No... I don't know what you mean.

No? Because I've seen you joke about it.

I do not want to talk about this.

Where are you going?

-Fucking crazy... -Preston.

Fucking crazy shit. Do you like to laugh at me?

-Please. Let's talk, calm down. -Or what? What are you going to do?

Don't go near...

Shut up, damn. Shut up, damn. Shut up, damn.

Shut up, damn it. Be quiet.

Who has seen the video?

Don't fucking lie to me. I'm going to remove my hand, okay?

If you scream, I'll cut you.

You heard me? Who has seen the video?

-No one has seen it. -Don't fucking lie to me.

Don't even think about lying to me. As you lie to me...

Please, she puts down the bottle. Please.

I know you and I know that you are not like that.

-Don't do that, don't touch my balls. -Let me explain it to you...

The fact that? What are you trying to screw with me?

No, I haven't been able to do it.

-And you want me to believe it? -I wanted to hurt you, but...

-But what? But what? -You made me feel sorry for you.

Did I feel sorry for you?

It is my phone.

If I don't catch it, they will come. Please.

Motherfucker.

Motherfucker. Come here, you fucking liar.

Fucking crazy shit.

Fagot.

Bastard.

THIS IS THE GOOD