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I can't find my glasses.

They're on the tattoo chair.

Babe, get the MD ready here.

I already put it in the bottle!

Come on! I'm gonna have to pee again!

- Nice? - Gorgeous.

Come on!

How do I look? - Stop looking at the mirror! Let's go!

Okay. Don't forget to take the bottle.

Let me have some.

- Is this too much, babe? - Are you kidding me?

What?

This is so great!

This is so great, my angel!

Happy Pride Day, gorgeous!

Happy Pride Day, sweetie.

What's up, sexy? Wow, awesome. What have you got there?

- Can I have some? - Yeah, sure.

- Don't be a pig! - What's up with you?

- Babe. Come on. - What was that?

- What was that? - Let's run! Run!

Ow, fuck.

Come!

Come this way!

- Hey, are you okay? - Yeah.

Hi.

Hey, are you okay?

Excuse me?

Are you okay?

Do you need anything?

I... I'm...

Come and have a drink.

- Let's give you some water. - Come inside.

Everybody stay away!

Babe, check if they wrote anything.

Nothing yet.

- Here. - Thank you.

Wow, that was close. I thought I wasn't...

Drink, you're all sweaty. Did you take something?

- A little MD. - Want us to call an ambulance?

No, no way. It'll pass.

Are you sure? Babe, get the Xanax.

Take it, it'll make you feel better.

Breathe.

Everybody stay indoors!

Come sit down. Let's sit down.

Thank you, Commander Yaron.

We are waiting for further details,

but for now, we can say that the attack

was carried out by a lone gunman who is still at large.

Therefore, we urge the public to stay alert.

- Better? - Yeah, thanks.

Is it your mom?

No, it's Avishai. I'll talk to him later.

- She hasn't called back yet? - No.

Babe, you're getting everything dirty. Here.

The 17-year-old girl hospitalized here is still in critical condition.

She is currently being treated in neurosurgery.

People are crazy. They could have died and they want more drugs!

And I told them that I don't work this weekend.

They keep asking for Tina.

I don't sell Tina. No crystal meth. How many times do I have to say it?

Fuck, this is so depressing.

How could anyone do such a thing? It's crazy.

Your mom?

No, it's Avishai. What a nag.

Jeez...

Wow, what time is it?

I have to go too.

Why? Sit down.

No, I have to go. Thanks so much.

- To be honest, babe, we also have to... - Yeah.

- You can stay till things settle down. - No, really.

Maybe someone will find my phone and bag, so...

- Here. - Thanks so much.

Where are you gonna find your phone? Do you live nearby?

- I'm from up north. - Here.

- No, thank you. - Take it.

I'll pay you back.

- It's all good. - Really, I will. Thank you.

Thank you.

It's all good, as long as you're okay.

Wait a minute.

What's your name?

Dan.

My name's Dan.

I'm Guy. Nice to meet you.

Yeah.

Thank you.

What?

What's your problem? Poor guy.

Poor guy, my ass.

- Did he bother you? - No.

- Did you want him to stay? - Whatever.

Sorry, I didn't get that.

Isn't he hot? But I think he's straight.

Because he wasn't all over you?

Stop it.

He's straight. Since when do gay guys say, "bro"?

Dan's hot.

Dan, my ass.

A Russian immigrant who changed his name.

- Yeah. - I'm being mean.

Poor guy, he was in total shock.

He was crying so hard.

Oh my God.

Too bad he left.

I have to interrupt you.

We just heard some very bad news from Ichilov Hospital.

The girl who was shot at the parade has been pronounced dead.

This is a sad day for Israeli society.

The hunt for the gunman continues.

Residents are asked to stay home

because the gunman may still be at large...

Oh no.

Sorry, I fell asleep.

Did they say anything?

No.

Are you okay?

Want me to go?

Of course not.

Enough already.

They're turning it into a day of mourning.

I won't let this shit ruin it for us. Come on, let's have some.

Babe, let's have some.

- Some what? - Some G.

- Right now? - Come on, let's do some G.

- Forget it, babe. - Where is it?

Let's forget about what happened. We're going to celebrate.

Celebrate? They'll cancel all the parties. They said not to go outside.

No way they'll cancel all the parties.

There are tens of thousands of tourists. They'll just double up on security.

- You're not bailing on me, you hear? - Maybe we'll stay in.

I'm scared.

Come on, babe. I got us a pass for all the parties.

What a downer. I thought we'd meet this "Dan" guy.

Yes, babe! We're going to have a crazy weekend!

What's that?

- Oh my God! - What happened?

Shit. Is that him?

Oh my God, this is so scary.

- Are you okay, babe? - Yeah, yeah. Hold on a sec.

I think I saw him.

- Who? - The murderer. The gunman.

What do you mean?

I don't know. Everything was blurry and chaotic.

I'm not-- I saw someone in black.

Want me to call the police?

What will you say?

That you saw some blurry guy wearing back at the parade?

Yeah, I don't know.

- If you're sure... - I'm not.

It's probably just the...

drugs and stuff.

Where is he? Where is the murderer?

Scary.

It wasn't the killer. They didn't catch him yet.

Thank God we stayed home.

What are you doing?

- Maybe we'll find Dan on Grinder. - No one's gonna answer now.

Oh yeah? I get the most messages on sad days.

Last Holocaust Day, I had the best fuck of my life.

All you guys care about is fucking. Cock, cock, cock.

Morning, noon and night.

I can't fuck without feelings.

- Oh my God! - Oh, come on.

- That's not real. - No, it's a prosthesis.

- It's making me a little horny. - You horny pony.

Are you bummed that he left?

Gimme that. Let's see if anyone answers.

This guy?

"Horny?"

No, what are you doing? Joy, you're crazy.

- Let me see. - He answered!

He asked what you like. What do you like?

I know.

- Joy, what are you doing? - "I want you to come over,

lie in the dark, on all fours, and I'll fuck you."

- Gimme that. - Wait, I'm sending your address.

- Stupid. - I sent it.

- You're crazy. - Don't worry.

There's no way he'll think it's for real.

You're crazy.

He answered. He's asking if he should come over.

I'm not answering.

It's good stuff, right?

It's amazing.

- Honey, let's make a baby together. - What baby?

What, don't you want to give your parents some peace?

To bring them a little kid with a Yarmulke?

What, is he here?

- It's not funny. - Fuck.

- I'll tell him to leave. - No, I'll leave.

Have fun.

- Whoops. - What are you doing, Joy?

- Babe, are you okay? - Go. Be nice to him.

- Stay here. Don't leave. - Help me up.

I'll tell him to leave.

You're crazy.

- Hi. - Hey.

Listen...

Sorry, I don't-- I don't think this is--

Come on.

- Listen... - Come on.

- Listen, sweetie, this isn't-- - Come on, fuck me already.

Listen. Wait a minute.

- Want something to drink? - What?!

Fuck. Sorry, this is urgent.

- Hi, Mom. - Hello, gorgeous.

I called as soon as I got your message.

May you live and be well. Bless your soul.

Just as long as you're okay. It's awful, just awful.

Why, sweetheart? Why have all these parades?

- Mom, why are you whispering? - Please, stay home.

You've partied enough for an entire lifetime. Bless your soul.

- Is that too much to ask for? - What's wrong with partying?

I'm always worried, because of you!

- What's wrong? - Nothing. I bumped into something.

- What's your problem? - What are you doing?

- Who are you talking to!? - No one!

Did she call?

Yeah.

She thinks I'm stupid.

She's trying to hide they're back together.

She went back to my dad. Can you believe that?

Forget it. He's an asshole.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Don't move. You're so beautiful.

I feel like giving you another tattoo.

You really think I'm beautiful?

I think you're gorgeous.

You should've made movie after movie.

Who'll take me like this?

But you don't touch it anymore. You kicked it.

Yeah.

Seven months and 20 days today.

Sorry, 21.

And if I hadn't taken that puff, it would've been another four months.

Doesn't it bother you that you take other stuff?

No, these are okay drugs. They're not Tina.

Then enough with dealing drugs.

You have to go back to acting.

Do you think I should go back to school?

Obviously.

Oh my God.

I just remembered when you opened the door the first time.

I didn't know what to do. Remember I forgot to take the money?

Oh my God, that's right.

I thought you were straight.

I had to chase after you to pay you.

I knew right away that we'd be friends.

I'm so glad it happened.

You saved me. Without you, I'd be in a mental institution.

I love the way you take me in your arms.

Like a fur coat, nice and soft. "Dolce and Gavara."

Dolce and Gabbana.

Dolce and Gabbana.

I said, "Dolce and Gabbana."

- Let's say I didn't hear well, okay? - That's right. You didn't.

I think I need to clean your ears.

- Yeah? - Your cute, little ears.

What are you doing, Joy?

You have a hard-on.

Strange?

I don't know. It's soft. Feels good.

Are you sure?

Babe-- babe, stop.

This isn't right.

Okay?

Sorry.

Where did that come from?

Okay, baby, I'm gonna go.

- No way. - I'm gonna lose all my work.

Babe, please, stay.

Please.

- No, I'd rather go. I have to go. - You're like family to me.

- Don't you get that? - I know, it's all good. I just...

- You're not leaving like this. - It's all good. I have to go.

I'll walk you.

- I'll come by tonight, okay? - Don't leave me here alone.

I'm okay.

You promise you're okay?

MOM

The person you're calling is not available.

Please call again.

Guy: Hi. You're Dan, right?

R U nearby? Weren't you here earlier?

Guy: Why aren't you answering?

It is U, right?

Breaking news.

Another violent incident reported against the gay community.

A young LGBT man was assaulted and the police is investigating

whether that incident is linked to the parade shooting.

The police are urging people to stay home--

Guy: Hi.

Horny69: Hi. Guy: What's up?

Horny69: Awesome, u? Guy: Good.

Horny69: what are you into?

Guy: Top, mostly. Horny69: Dick size?

Guy: Big. Horny69: Does it fit in a TP roll

?

Guy: I think it's thicker.

Horny69: Length? U got a TV?

Guy: Yeah. Why? Horny69: Is it as long as your remote?

Guy: Yeah, when it's hard. Horny69: Regular or satellite remote?

Guy: LOL. You're funny.

Horny69: I'm effeminate. Is that okay?

Guy: Usually not, but come over. We'll see how it goes.

Horny69: Oh, you don't travel?

Guy: No, it's too scary outside.

Horny69: Yeah... I can't stop thinking about it.

Guy: Yeah, me too.

Horny69: Listen, I gotta unwind. I'm coming.

Guy: Cool.

I told you, I...

I just gotta unwind a little, okay?

Afterwards, we'll have the best fuck. I just have to--

I gotta unwind for a second.

I've been watching the news on a loop for hours,

wondering how they didn't catch that son of a bitch,

that murderer, that animal. Seriously, I--

I felt so anxious. I'm sitting at home,

telling myself I have to talk to someone.

And when you texted me, I knew you were really something,

so I jumped in a cab and came over.

Can you believe they're saying it could be someone from the community?

What? What do you mean?

Aren't you following the news? Our community.

They say Tel Aviv is so progressive, we can walk hand in hand,

then someone comes along and does something like this.

That's hatred. You know?

- Self-hatred. - This talk is really bringing me down.

- Are you sure you don't have any Xanax? - Xanax?

- Want some Tina? - No, I don't touch that stuff.

Seriously?

You know what? Good for you.

- My friend ended up in a psych ward. - Yeah.

Tell me about it. A good friend of mine did, too.

Yeah, crystal meth is a real bitch.

Hello, Tina.

Tina.

How did they come up with that name?

What name? Oh, Tina?

Tina, you know, Tina... "Where's the Tina, honey?"

It's a code name. "Have you seen Tina?"

It's like a nickname. Tina, Tina...

- Tina, Tina... - Knock it off.

What are you so stressed out? Chill.

Can you believe what self-hatred can do to someone?

My mom said to me, "Elazar, be anything, just not gay."

I said, "Mom, are you for real?

There are people whose kids die in the army. I'm alive."

She said, "You're right, but don't be gay."

I took the phone and hung up on her.

Oh my God, you have no idea what I just felt.

I felt as if I swallowed an air bubble.

As if...

As if I had to get an air bubble out of my body.

You know what I mean?

It's one of those chances you take...

where you just don't give a fuck.

You go to the sauna...

Who are you? What are you?

What are you like? Big? Small?

With? Without?

Wait, you do it without?

Forget it, this isn't gonna work.

Sorry, I don't have sex without a condom.

Bye, sweetie. Take care.

New details about the attack on the Pride Parade.

I'm sorry, but I have to interrupt you.

We have new details about the murder.

The murderer was caught by the security cameras of a nearby building.

The police have released images where the murderer can be seen.

He is wearing a black mask,

dressed all in black, holding a gun,

fleeing the crime scene.

We have no further details at this time, but this will help police investigations.

Fuck! This isn't real!

Joy, got some Xanax on you? I need some real bad.

Mom, why aren't you answering?

Joy, honey, where are you? Did you get my message?

Picture received from DiscreetXX

DiscreetXX: Sorry I didn't answer right away. I ran out of battery.

Guy: You didn't go home? All this time, you stayed around?

DiscreetXX: Yes, bro. Someone found my phone and bag. I waited for him here.

Guy: Really? But how did they contact you?

DiscreetXX: Sorry I disappeared.

DiscreetXX: They found my bag and brought it here. Listen, you're hot.

Guy: U too. Thanks.

DiscreetXX: Are u high?

Guy: Yeah. U?

DiscreetXX: Me too, bro. R U bottom?

Guy: Yeah, I'm vers.

DiscreetXX: I'm only top and I don't kiss, okay?

Guy: Okay.

DiscreetXX: U like it rough?

Guy: Yeah.

DiscreetXX: What r u on? Guy: G and...

DiscreetXX: Cool. Got any left?

Guy: Yeah.

DiscreetXX: So should I come? What do u want?

Guy: Come up and fuck me.

This is so funny, bro.

Shit.

I'm so fucked up.

Sorry about earlier, bro.

I was really wasted.

It's okay.

Can I come in or is this not a good time?

Don't worry about it if it's not.

No, come on in. Why are you standing there?

Come on in.

- Want some? - No, thanks, I...

You have such a nice place.

Wait a minute. Wait.

- Say you want me to fuck you hard. - Wait, I'm not--

Say it. Say you want me to tear you apart.

- Wait, do you have a condom? - You want it without, right?

- So you could feel it. - What? No!

I'm wearing a condom, but you'd want it without, right?

Fuck... Slow down.

Fuck, this is amazing.

Fuck, bro.

- Fuck, bro. - What?

You're not clean.

- Sorry. Fuck. - It's okay.

No one smells like Yves Saint Laurent back there.

Get cleaned up.

- Why don't you answer? - What do you want from me?

- Where are you? - I'm on the bus.

- Did you leave the bag there? - The bag is not there. Leave me alone!

Fuckers.

- Guy? - Someone's at the door, bro.

Guy, are you there?

- Please, open up. - Someone's at the door, bro.

Guy, open up.

Someone's at the door, bro. You okay, bro?

You okay? Hey, look at me.

Hey, look at me. It's all good.

Wow, you took too much.

Don't fall asleep, okay? No, no, no.

Get up.

Get up. Good, sweetie, good.

Look at me.

Come, come.

Hey, look at me. What did you say your name was?

- Guy. - Gal? No...

Is your name Gal?

- Guy. - Guy. Good.

You're with me, right? Look at me. Come on, sweetie.

You're gonna be okay.

Good morning, sunshine.

- Oh shit, what was that? - Everything's okay.

You're a little pig.

You took too much. You gotta be careful, huh?

Yeah, wow...

- You didn't sleep? - No way. I was scared.

I watched over you.

- I wouldn't have fallen asleep anyway. - You watched over me?

You're blown out, aren't you?

Where did you come from, you hunk?

Why aren't you answering?

Want some?

What is it? Tina?

- Crystal meth. - No, no.

Everybody calls it Tina. I don't know why.

- You know, it's a nickname. - Whatever. Crystal meth, Tina...

As long as it's good shit.

No.

You don't have to. But it goes great with G.

You've never done it before?

Listen, it's insane.

It's crazy what it does to you.

This is the last hit.

One last hit and that's it. And I'll watch over you.

My sweetie.

My sweetie.

Fuck, this shit is amazing!

Get off on it, bro.

This is so great!

No, no kissing.

I don't want this to ever stop.

I want you to fuck me like this all night.

- I like being with you. - Yeah, me too.

This is so good.

- You okay? - Yeah.

Who did that for you? It's really nice.

- A friend up north. - He did a nice job.

Who did yours?

- I did these. - On your own?

- Yeah. - Wow, nice.

I did this in the army.

Can you believe it? So macho.

- I gotta get it removed. - Why? It's nice.

- Why aren't you answering? - It's just a friend. I'll call him later.

Let me show you. I've done some awesome ones.

Yeah?

Wow, that's beautiful.

You're really talented.

- Who are they? - Give me that.

- Who are they? - Just my sister's kids.

Are they religious?

A little, but they're sweet.

Do you guys keep in touch?

Come on, fuck me.

But no kissing.

My longest was three days.

- No sleep whatsoever? - No sleep whatsoever.

Don't move.

If I had taken more, I would've been up for a week on Tina.

But I only do it occasionally. Really.

Come on, can I see?

Wait, I'm not done. You keep moving.

Why did you stop drawing?

I'm more into tattoos now.

You're an amazing artist.

Amazing, my ass.

Are you serious?

Oh, please.

But thanks.

Who's your favorite artist?

No one in particular.

Don't move.

My mom's crazy about Chagall. You must know him.

Ever since she was young,

she saved money to fly to the Paris Opera House to see his paintings.

Since I was about... four,

I remember she saved every penny, without my dad knowing.

She even learned French.

Good morning.

And you?

- How is you? - "How are you?"

Is that her?

Isn't she beautiful?

You have no idea how much I miss her.

I miss her so much.

Look who it is.

It's Joy, asking if you're up.

Put it down. I'll call her later.

Wait, so did you end up going to Paris to see Chagall?

No way.

My dad found all the money she saved and beat the shit out of her.

She was a mess. He said she was turning me into a pussy.

My dad's a real psycho.

When I was little, he'd tell me to give myself a hard-on

and he'd measure it for me.

He'd show me magazines of naked girls. Playboy and stuff.

When I was 10, he took me to a prostitute

so I could prove him that I was a man.

- Wow, sorry. - No big deal, bro.

What about your parents?

They're cool.

My dad kind of freaked out.

My mom says ever since she told him, he's been taking pills.

What kind of pills? Like, psychiatric?

- Yeah, psychiatric. - Whoa, bro, that's hardcore!

At least, he didn't measure my dick.

Are you still in touch?

Not since I left home at 16.

Why did you leave home?

I was his punching bag.

But all in all, everything's cool.

I have lovely parents.

Sorry.

You don't need anyone to tell you how special you are.

Let's go to Paris together.

Hang on, hang on!

Babe.

Why did you leave the key in the door? I've been knocking for hours.

I was really freaking out.

- Shush. - Why?

Is there someone here?

- Yeah. - Someone slept over?

What's up?

Here, I brought this from the bakery.

I just wanted to make sure you were okay, so...

I'll be going. I'm beat. I worked all night.

No, you're not leaving. Here, I'll make one more.

Is that why you didn't answer?

Wow, you have no idea.

At least someone had a good time last night.

I'll roll a cigarette and then I'll go.

Joy, we'll do something together tonight, I promise.

Are you out of your mind? Didn't you watch the news?

It's so scary. They still haven't caught him.

Stop talking about it, Joy. It's freaking me out.

Close the window. It's dangerous.

- Like you would care. - Why would you say that?

No reason.

Joy, look at me.

I didn't think you really wanted to go out.

- I wasn't feeling well either. - It's okay. It's all good.

We'll go out tonight, okay?

It's intolerable. It's been 24 hours and the murderer is still at large...

Come on, close the window.

- It's stressing me out. Please. - All right, okay.

If this weren't LGBT-related, the murderer would be behind bars by now...

I gotta get going. I need to get some sleep.

You can sleep here, babe.

No, no, no, I'll go home.

- There's too much light here. - No way. You're not going.

I don't want to impose.

- Babe. - It's all good.

- Joy, you're not leaving. - Babe, it's okay.

- We'll go out later. I'll come get you. - What a killjoy.

Joy, wait. Hold on a second.

Could you hook me up with some Tina for someone?

What?

What? For him.

- Come on, you're not my mother. - I'm not your drug dealer either.

- I'm telling you it's for him. - Fine, for him, okay.

Guy, you don't want to mess with this drug.

Then why do you?

Are you for real? I don't do it anymore.

Are you crazy? Doing Tina with someone you don't know?

- One puff and you're hooked. - So you won't hook me up?

- What the fuck? - Give me some.

Let go!

Sorry, I don't want it to be like this. I'm sorry.

Guy, don't do Tina.

Who was that?

I want some more.

I never want this to end.

I want you to fuck me all night.

Got any more?

The light is killing me.

- Wow, bro. - What?

Isn't that your friend? What's her name?

What?

- Did something happen? - I can be such a bastard sometimes.

Is it because of me? Want me to leave so you two can talk?

No, of course not.

Are you boyfriend-girlfriend?

- Are you bi? - No.

Do you guys have sex?

No, it's not about that.

- Then what? - Nothing. We were both wasted.

I'm not even attracted to her. It was a mistake.

- I shouldn't have. - Poor thing.

I bet she's in love with you, huh?

No, but she wants to have a baby with me.

- But who would want a baby now? - I so understand you.

My girlfriend drives me nuts. She's so jealous.

You have a girlfriend?

Yeah, so what?

And she's okay with this?

Bro, she'd kill me if she knew. What's wrong?

You're not out?

- I don't understand. - What don't you understand?

Why are you freaking out, bro?

So what were you doing at the parade, shirtless and all?

Am I not allowed? Is the parade only for you guys?

"You guys"?

What--

Bro, there are loads of straight guys. The parade isn't only for gays.

Is your girlfriend okay with you being at the parade?

Yeah, she's really open to it.

I don't understand why you're freaking out.

Bro, it said on my profile that I'm not out, right?

So?

Hold on. Give me a second.

I need some water. Hold on.

- Hello? - Where did you run off to?

I told you not to call me! Stop calling me!

- Did you leave the bag there? - I don't know!

- Where are you hiding? - Enough! Live me alone!

- Stay where you are or they'll catch us. - Fuckers!

The bag is not there!

Live me alone! I told you!

Fuckers!

Sorry.

I'm sorry I freaked out on you.

I was just stressed out.

Don't stop, don't stop.

Hold on a sec. One sec.

Who is it?

It's Joy.

Babe, I'm sorry about earlier.

- Are you alone? - No, sorry, he hasn't left yet.

You didn't answer, so I was worried.

I'm fine, I'm fine.

- Did you take more? - Stop it.

- Who is he? Is he from Grindr? - No.

- It's that hot guy. - Who?

Dan, the Russian. The one who changed his name.

Are you serious?

The one you gave money to.

How?

He was in the area. We talked on Grindr and he came by.

What?

- What? - Never mind, never mind.

- No... - Why? What's wrong?

They're saying it's someone from the community, you know?

Are you nuts?

Do you know who he is? Do you know him?

Don't start with that again. I checked. He's okay.

- We were fucking all night. - They haven't caught him yet.

- Did he let you try it? - Try what?

Crystal meth.

I knew there was something not cool about him.

Don't worry, everything's cool.

Maybe you should go talk to someone. You seem confused, babe.

With whom?

Listen, maybe you don't have anyone because of us.

Maybe we should keep a little distance.

And this isn't a good time.

You piece of shit.

- Look what it's doing to you. - What do you want?

I finally have someone I enjoy being with.

What do you want from me?

I want you to be careful, because that shit is addictive.

You're not making any sense.

- You're out of control. - Joy, I'm really, really sorry.

But it's not a good time to talk about it, okay?

He's here, I feel bad.

Please.

Bye.

Shit, she killed my buzz.

- Want some more? - No, no, no.

When that happens to me, I just say good bye.

But I can tell you guys are really good friends.

She really cares about you,

so maybe...

you really should take a little break.

- What break? - What are you doing?

Were you listening to our conversation?

- Listen, I... - What...

This is a little too much for me.

Are you kicking me out?

No, but...

I just need a little space.

Bro, I'm totally buzzed. Where I am supposed to go?

What am I supposed to do? How did you get here anyway?

With friends. But they left.

I'll give you some money. You can get a cab.

Who do you think I am?

- What's your problem? - Son of a bitch.

I don't believe this!

I thought we had something.

Wait a minute.

- Wait a second. - Leave me alone.

Get away from me.

- Let me go! - Stop it.

- Let me go! - I'm not used to this.

Don't interfere in my relationship with her.

Joy's like a sister to me. It stresses me out.

You're right. I'm sorry.

So is it okay if I stay?

Wanna fuck me? Wanna be my first?

- Are you sure? - Uh-huh.

You'll be my first.

My first, wow. Fuck.

Fuck, you'll be my first.

- Be gentle, okay? - Enjoy.

Stop! It hurts! Get off me!

What have I done?

What have I done? Shit, what have I done?

- Are you okay, honey? - Don't "honey" me!

I told them not to call this number!

Hello? Wait a sec.

Stop shouting!

I can hear you!

Where are you???

Where are you??? Answer already!!

You faggot!!

Joy, he's acting strange. Can you come over?

You're not gonna hurt me, are you?

What?

Do whatever you want. No one cares anyway.

- Hey, why would I hurt you? - Where did you go?

Listen, it was my first time. It was too much for me.

I got us some more ecstasy.

There's always a crash when it starts to wear off, but this'll fix us up.

- You're freaking out again. - Why do you have two phones?

- The other one is for work. - What kind of work?

Business. You know, I buy and sell.

Bro, what's with the third degree?

Why did you get yelled at over the phone?

What?

It was my friends. I lost them.

We went to the parade together to look for babes.

They couldn't find me and thought I went off with someone.

My friends are crazy. They think we should kill all of you.

What?

They think we should kill all the gays.

- Kill? Kill who? - What?

You said "kill."

- Kill? - You said it.

I said "chill," dummy.

Chill with all the gays.

Hey, you're--

I know what we should do.

We'll fix you up.

Breathe, breathe a little.

Stay with me. Everything's okay, right?

We've spent so much time together.

Let's keep going. It's gonna be okay. Just breathe.

I wish we could stay in bed like this forever.

Just you and me.

You were my first. Just think about it.

I never let anyone inside me. You're my first.

We'll do lots of drugs together. We'll be okay, right?

Let me give you some Xanax. You'll calm down and forget everything.

Everything's gonna be fine. It's all good.

Joy: Babe, I just saw your message.

Are you okay? I'm on my way.

Guy: I'm fine. We're going too slip.

Message deleted

Guy: I'm fine. We're going too sleep.

I wanna make sure he's okay.

- He's sleeping. - I wanna see he's okay.

- It's not a good time. He's sleeping. - Let me in.

Want me to call the police? Then let me in.

Let me in.

- Hey, what are you doing? - Okay, okay.

- Why won't you let her in? - Babe.

Babe, what are you doing here?

What's wrong? What's wrong?

You wrote there's something strange about him.

- Me? What did I write? - Get me your phone. I'll show you.

What is that? What did you do?

- Why did you shoot up? - Get me your phone.

- You said you wouldn't do it anymore. - You didn't just text me, did you?

- What? - With spelling mistakes. About sleeping.

I wrote it and deleted it.

What?

- Why were you touching my phone? - I didn't want to wake you.

And I didn't want not to answer you, so...

Listen...

You have to let go. We want to be alone.

Joy, why did you do it? Why did you shoot up?

Where did you find your bag, huh?

- What? - Stop it.

- Are you hiding from the police? - What's with you?

- Stop it! Stop it. - You're not making any sense.

Stop it. I feel dizzy.

Hey, sweetie. Wait a minute.

Get up, get up. It's okay, stay with me.

Stay with me.

Get some water. Help me.

It'll be okay, sweetie.

I feel dizzy. This comedown is killing me.

It's okay. It happens sometimes.

Rest your head on me. Good, sweetie.

That's it, sweetie. Good, good.

- Here. - I'll take care of him. You can leave.

- It's okay. - I'm not going anywhere.

You can leave if you want.

Joy, don't leave.

I'm here, babe.

Everything's okay, sweetie.

It'll pass and you'll feel better.

Tina's making you possessive, huh?

I know what it's like.

I don't understand who you are.

You don't even know him. What do you want?

Why did you let him try Tina?

He loves me.

One day, we'll have our own little child.

- Joy. - And we'll go far away from here.

- He loves me. - Joy... Joy...

Joy, I'm sorry. Joy.

Put your head down. You need to sleep.

She shouldn't sit there.

Get down, it's dangerous.

- Don't tell me what to do. - Get down, it's dangerous.

- Stay away from me. - It's dangerous.

- Stay away from me! - Get down.

No, no, no, this isn't real.

It's not real. Fuck.

No, no, no, Joy, no.

No, no, no, no...

How could you do such a thing? Shit, the key. Where's the key?

Oh my God, oh my God. Oh my God, oh my God.

Fuck, help, help, help.

What are you doing? Are you crazy?

- Are you crazy? - I don't understand.

- It's dangerous. What are you doing? - Don't touch me.

What are you doing?

- You murderer. Why did you do it? - It's not my fault. She fell.

- I swear, it wasn't me! - You murderer.

Are you listening to me? Listen to me. Look at me!

- Why did you do it? - I swear I didn't do it.

- You murderer! How could you do it? - Don't you dare!

- Don't you dare! You hear me? - How could you do such a thing?

- Listen, you're freaking out. - No, you're fucking with my mind!

- Guy, I'm sorry. - Joy is down there.

- I'm sorry I hit you. I really am. - Don't touch me. Get out of here.

- Where will I go? - Give me the key.

- Please, give me the key. - I can't, Guy. I'm sorry.

I can't let my friends know I'm gay. They're really crazy.

You know what they do?

They chat with gay guys on those websites of yours,

they invite them and kick the shit out of them.

And today, they kicked the shit out of someone and I went to help him.

I wanted to help him and they thought I was gay, like you.

They started threatening me. Please hug me.

I'm here because I have nowhere to go. I have nowhere to go, Guy.

Enough of your stories!

- Please, let's be together. - Leave me alone.

Hug me. Please be with me, sweetie.

Kiss me, please.

No, no...

Let me go.

- Kiss me. - Give me the key.

- Give me the-- - I'll give you the key if you kiss me.

No...

Come on. Kiss.

Okay, now.

Take some ecstasy. Take some ecstasy, okay?

- No, please, no. - It'll pick you up.

Look, I'm taking it.

You take one. Once it kicks in, everything will be okay.

Come on, take it. I said, take it.

Open your mouth. Open your mouth. Take it.

Good. Swallow.

I can't. I'm choking. Get me some water.

You want some water? I'll give you some water.

Water.

Has it kicked in yet?

What are you doing? You're hurting me.

You've reached the police. How can I help you?

I need... I need...

- What's your emergency? - I need help.

Hello?

Hello? I don't understand what you're saying, sir.

Hello?

- I need help. - Where are you?

- I need help. - Hello?

Sir, I can't hear you.