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Maybe a lounge room?

For you and your close friends?

You really impressed me!

You’ve done your homework.

My wife? She likes these.

She’ll fall in love with these.

How much?

Expensive. But, one of a kind sir.

I have a specialty supplier called Haven.

It’s small.

But, very exclusive.

How much are the rates of your supplier?

They’re a little pricey.

But, for a reason.

I have a relationship with them...

so, I can get up to 75 percent discount on those Italian sofas.

And up to 25 to 30 percent off on those furnitures.

- Okay. - Just for you.

And those art pieces

by your famous husband, Rene...

Will he make originals for us?

Yes, of course Mr. Avila just for you.

My wife and I love his work.

And we’d like to meet him one day.

I heard he’s a recluse.

But, maybe for us?

He will be thrilled, Mr. Avila.

Okay.

Let’s do this.

My lawyer will get in touch with you.

What did he say?!

‘Yes’ to everything.

‘Yes’ to us.

‘Yes’ to Haven.

And ‘yes’ to Rene.

You know what?

This calls for a celebration.

- We need good wine. - Save the wine for later.

All of it.

He wants to formalize everything.

Wow. You’re amazing.

Can you imagine?

Yeah.

I can imagine.

Yes, I can.

Don’t forget.

We have dinner tonight.

And as always,

bring a date.

What did my wife do this time?

Your beautiful wife...

just made ten million today.

Oh, wow!

Are you also in sales?

God forbid, no!

Well. I’m in sales.

I don’t think I’ll meet my quota this month.

What’s your secret?

Her legs.

That is so sexist, Geoff!

Easy, Cam...

Camille.

Oh my God. You’re my girl crush right now.

Cheers!

It’s research.

I will find out

all details from my clients.

The secrets are in their houses.

That’s where they show who they really are.

Listen to this. It’s a masterclass.

Quiet, Geoff!

If they’re insecure

and need to show off...

If they’re married

I will find out...

Are they still in love?

But, what if...

they’re not in love anymore?

- Separate bedrooms... - Damn, Geoff! I’m telling the story here!

Private dressing rooms.

Places they can hide in.

Soundproof walls.

I also have good news for you, love.

What can that be?

The client

is a big fan of your works!

And you will make three.

- Congratulations, Rene. - Wow, congrats!

- Let’s go! - Nice.

Where will I be now without you?

Just the opposite, love.

What will I do without you?

Look at that, Geoff.

They’re so sweet.

Oh...

The client wants a few changes.

To the office?

Take a look at the draft.

And bring your glass.

Don’t take too long, Geoff.

Excuse me.

More wine?

No.

I’m okay with this beer.

So, you’re an artist?

How long do you think they’ll take?

Forty minutes to...

One hour.

One hour?!

Ready anytime...

This feels like senior high all over again.

Just like prom night.

You’re so naughty.

Do you want to go in? Let’s go?

Yeah. Let’s go.

How did you and Geoff meet?

Online.

- Online? - Yeah.

Actually...

I’m impressed with him.

Because

I thought he was a catfish. But...

Catfish?

A fish?

I needed to search his profile

in BizLinks.

Bizlink?

The networking site.

I don’t do computers.

I only have a cellphone... basic.

- Marry me. - What?

No!

Why? Why not?

Huh?

Can you paint?

What do you mean?

Are you a famous artist?

Shh. No.

Precisely.

What do you paint?

Those.

Those are my works.

Look around.

Thanks.

Wow.

Beautiful.

Geoff?

Fuck.

Camille, I can’t do this. We’ll get caught.

Come on. Don’t stop.

What do you mean... hey!

I can’t.

Hey.

Can you stop? We’ll get caught.

Fuck you!

- Next time. - Geoff!

Geoff!

I wanna go home!

Geoff!!!

Geoff!

What happened?

I’m gonna throw up. I’m going home.

Wait.

Hold on. Wait...

What happened?

I don’t know. Maybe...

She’s allergic to seafood.

We didn’t serve any seafood.

- Geoff! - Come again for dinner next week.

I gotta go.

Lovely dinner.

I want you to start immediately for our new client.

‘Your’ client.

He has no taste in art. But...

He wants your works.

Create for...

bigger spaces.

Make the pieces bigger than usual.

The color palette...

It should be warm.

Maybe amber or ochre.

Modern.

And don’t make the same pieces you’ve done before.

I’ll make sure this client pays at least five million.

This client is so rich.

He’s your fan.

But, he’s clueless about art.

You already said that.

He has no taste in art.

I’m just reminding you so you won’t forget.

More money for you.

Whatever you need.

Thank you, love.

That’s the only way for me to make money.

Darling.

We will both make money from your works.

Was Geoff’s date cute?

I don’t know.

I can’t even remember her name.

I think

she’s pretty.

If you say so.

I think

she’s pretty.

What?!

No!

I’m not in the mood anymore.

What are you doing?!

Stop it!

Stop it!

Please!

Stop it!

Why are you doing this?!

Fuck you!

Stop!

Whore!

Don't! What are you doing?

Next time

let’s lock the door.

No. That’s more suspicious.

You know what? Admit it. You want to get caught.

You want Rene to know about me.

That’s the last thing that I want.

How come it’s not us?

You have an expiry date.

You’re only good from high school until college.

Wow!

We were so in love.

Not really.

By the way, where do you find your dates?

The girls you bring are so boring!

- Yes, ma’am. Yes, ma’am. - Do better!

- I’ve told you before... - Huh?

Follow the rules.

You know what, Camille?

I’m tired of your rules.

Why can’t we just fuck in the office like normal people?

- Stupid! - What?

Normal people don’t have sex in the office.

They might.

You know, given the situation...

Just saying.

As your boss...

I’m giving you permission then.

Go.

Take five minutes and jerk off in the bathroom.

Hey!

Don’t be so sensitive.

Where are you going? We have work.

I’ll take a day off.

I’ll go home.

I’m gonna take five.

And jerk off.

And then...

Look for a real girlfriend.

Make the pieces bigger than your usual.

The color palette...

It should be warm.

Maybe amber or ochre.

Who’s the prettiest of them all?

No.

Maybe.

Oh, fuck.

Hello?

What do you want?

You, stupid.

It’s after office hours.

Hey...

I’m sorry about earlier.

I was just playing.

Can we make up already?

I was just about to get a shower.

I’m caressing my boobs.

You know that I can’t see you, right?

Use your imagination.

Forget it.

I found someone already.

Fine.

Fuck you!

Bye!

Wow.

Thea.

I’m just gonna get a shower.

Thea, Thea...

Okay.

“We’re on...”

“Dinner tomorrow night.”

“I’ll make it up.”

“Ok, we're on. Dinner tomorrow night. I’ll make it up.”

- Geoff! - Hey!

This is Thea.

Hi Thea!

It’s Thea.

Thea Aldea.

Funny.

Welcome.

Come in, Thea Aldea.

Thea, here...

is an art major.

An art major?

- Yeah. - Where?

City Fine Arts.

Top of her class.

Very impressive, Thea Aldea.

City Fine Arts?

Do you know

Fred Holazo?

Yes, sir. I attend his classes.

Small world.

Oh my god!

Oh my god!

Oh my god!

Mr. Menendez?

You’re Rene Menendez?

My God...

Shit.

Oh, shit.

Oops...

I’m sorry.

It’s an honor to meet you, sir.

Just ‘Rene.’

You have a new fan.

He doesn’t speak up for anyone.

What criticisms have you heard?

Do your professors

talk trash about my works?

- Since when did you care? - We study...

We study about you

and your works.

Let’s go inside, guys.

Bring the pizza, Geoff.

Okay.

Sir?

Oh my god.

Is that a Degas?

No. I made that.

The only sculpture I made from school days.

Hundred percent not a Degas.

It’s beautiful.

Thank you.

Do you like it?

You can have it.

No, sir.

We’re not giving away one million tonight...

to Thea Aldea.

One million?

Sure.

I’ll take it.

Can I have a selfie?

Not tonight.

With the Degas?

Sure.

I’ll hold it for you.

Hey, we should go.

- Thea. - Sit, Thea.

Thea. Sit here.

Okay?

Don’t worry, I got you.

Relax.

How do you study my works?

They let us copy the techniques.

We all got bad grades.

If I flunk, sir...

It will be your fault.

Maybe, next time...

You can show me your works.

No!

That’s shameless of me.

It’s so trippy to be surrounded by your works.

I’m like a kid in a museum.

Those kids in the museum

maybe they’ll get bored with my works.

Not me.

Thea, do you want red wine or white?

Just beer please.

I have my period.

Beer for...

Dysmenorrhea.

Sorry. TMI.

What’s TMI?

Too much information!

Geoff...

The client has moved the deadline.

Geoff?!

Yeah? What?

Yeah, yeah. Okay.

The client moved the deadline.

Got it.

So?!

You want us to share my beer?

Thea. You know, this house?

Including all of Rene’s art works.

It can cost, up to...

About a hundred million.

I hope you have fire insurance.

So what, if these all burns to the ground?

Right?

Oh my...

I will die and cry.

Oops.

I will cry first and then die.

Let’s go to the office?

We still have work.

Work?

Geoff?!

Yeah.

- Let’s go to my office. - Okay.

So hardworking.

Excuse me guys.

Duty calls.

Who is this new toy of yours?

Who?

Thea?

I know her funny name.

Nothing...

She’s just...

Y’know, maybe she’ll hit it off with Rene.

More time for us.

Hmm?

Put some ketchup.

What?

Ketchup. On the pizza.

Where did you meet her?

How long have you known her?

Hey!

I don’t know.

Probably yesterday.

I just swiped right.

What kind of house doesn’t have ketchup?

Ketchup is red.

It won’t match with

the design of the house.

Sorry.

What could possibly match you two?

Do you like her?

- Camille... - No.

I can’t do this anymore.

What’s wrong with you?

Are you...

- What?! - Jealous?

Fuck you!

Is there...

anything cheap here?

I’m afraid

to break these cup noodles.

Aha!

Ketchup...

Yummy with anything.

What the fuck is that?

Now, seriously. What the fuck was that?!

- Will you stop? - Why are they laughing?

Geoff, come back next week.

Thea?

- Of course. - Uhm...

- Really? - Art talk?

- Why?! - Next week?

- Why not? - Sure.

- Bye, guys! - Uhm...

I wanted to...

can you...

pose for me sometime?

- Oh my god. - I want to paint to paint your portrait.

- Oh my god. - What?!

You don’t do portraits!

There’s always a first time.

Yes?

I’ll pose for you.

It will be an honor.

Rene, what’s up with you? You have work to do!

Bye, Geoff!

Bye.

Bye.

Thank you.

No.

Perfect night.

Thank you. Thank you for coming.

You don’t have to take me home.

I just wanna make sure you’re safe.

Come on.

So, are you gonna do it?

Will you really pose for Rene?

I’m flattered. But, I don’t have the time.

Have you started my project?

What are you doing?

Nothing.

Not a portrait?

No.

So, you’re really going to paint Thea Aldea.

Yes.

Paint me.

Are you serious?

Yes.

But, who will buy it?

Come in.

Thank you.

You have some

interesting pieces here.

You’re good.

Not really.

Sorry.

I only have water.

Nah, I’m good. It’s okay.

You know what?

You should pose for Rene.

You’re so beautiful.

You must be

painted by

a great artist like Rene.

Wow...

Weeks?

I’ll be absent on some days.

Huh?

I was starstruck

and I was also being nice to him.

He’s so friendly.

But, you’ll learn a lot from him.

Right?

I won’t learn anything by just merely posing.

Don’t kid yourself.

Are you serious?

You’ll learn a lot.

Do it.

You could make some cash.

- Are you serious? - Yeah!

I’ll pay you.

I just sent you Rene’s number.

Give him a call.

Yeah?

It’s gonna be worth it.

I like this one.

Thea Aldea.

Who the fuck are you?

Damn.

Even her paintings are beautiful.

Hey, I’m off.

Stupid smile.

Give me your bank details.

I’m nervous.

This is an easy gig for you.

How much is it?

200 thousand.

200 thousand?

Oh, shit.

Give me your details so I can send the 200 thousand.

Hey. What’s that?

My sister.

Alright. I’ll talk to you later, okay?

Bye.

Who is that this time?

Camille, privacy.

Muse?

Or artist.

I’m Rene’s muse.

Always have been. Always will be.

Hey!

What?

I’m your secretary now.

Camille’s office. May I help you?

Mr. Avila...

Yes, Mr. Avila. I’m sorry. Camille is just in another meeting.

Can I get a message?

Of course, sir.

I’m really sorry again for the hassle.

Okay, thank you.

Have a good day.

Bye.

Camille, that sounded urgent.

He wants a callback.

- Camille, it’s Mr. Avila. - I will! Yes!

I’m busy right now.

That’s our biggest client.

Ah...

I know this place.

What are you talking about? What’s that?

I’m researching for a new client.

Who?

Someone new!

Camille, who?!

You’re a pro, Thea.

Camille.

- What the hell are you doing here? - What are you doing here?!

Are you following me?

What does it look like?

Whatever happened to privacy?

Privacy?

Camille!

Hey, Camille!

You know...

This painting will be like shit.

I don’t believe you, sir.

Rene.

It’s true.

You’re my very first portrait.

You really haven’t painted a portrait?

In art school.

Assignment.

Not even a portrait of your wife?

She can’t really

stay put in one place.

I’m sure you’ve noticed it.

You two look incompatible.

You’re brutally honest.

But, I don’t complain.

She’s able to sell my pieces

for the projects that she designs.

I’d still be unknown and hungry

if she didn’t do any of those.

So...

Your wife commissions

all your works.

Yes.

Well...

She tells me what to make.

And...

how big.

Up to...

the last...

- Uhm. - I’m ready.

It’s okay.

I’ve posed naked for my classmates.

You have a beautiful body. But...

I only wanted to paint your face.

Just the face?

Yes.

You don’t paint naked women?

Nude.

Nude painting.

What?

Not, ‘naked.’

”Nakedness reveals itself.”

- “Nudity is placed on display.” - “Nudity is placed on display.”

John

Berger.

- “Ways Of Seeing” - “Ways Of Seeing”

You’re so beautiful.

Have there been many guys...

and women who told you that?

This is fun.

Always.

Rene is busy.

Yeah.

Is he busy painting Thea?

Wait. What?

Many guys have told me that.

I date a lot.

I’m super broke that’s why...

I date a lot.

Do you know what a “booty call” is?

I don’t know anything about those.

That’s good to know.

I’m what you’d call a ‘Foodie Call.’

I date so I can get free food.

I bring home the leftovers.

I feel guilty sometimes. But...

Good times.

I hurt myself often.

Sometimes...

We deliberately hurt ourselves.

Because...

There’s nothing we can do.

I didn’t know she’ll be here.

Did you drive her here?

No. I didn’t drive her here. What do you mean?

She’s Rene’s subject.

Yeah. She’s Rene’s subject.

Fuck!

Yes, I’m fucking you right now. What are you talking about?

No!

Fuck Thea!

You want me to fuck, Thea?

No!

Shit!

I’m now officially a sad girl subject

for the portrait.

You’re right.

Let’s start.

Okay?

Are you okay, now?

I want a smile.

Why didn’t you tell me that you invited her?

I did not, Camille.

Relax!

Your husband Rene is doing a portrait.

Okay?

It might take weeks or months...

Hey.

Can’t you see that Thea is the perfect girl for us?

- Perfect girl? - Yeah!

What’s going on?

I’m the perfect girl!

You are the perfect girl for me.

I love you.

Geoff!

Fuck!

What, right now? I’m fucking you, come on.

Enough!

Hey. What are you doing?

You think they’re having sex like us?

- Fuck you. - Go, Rene!

Can you stop being like a jealous wife?

Maybe this is karma.

Shut the fuck up, Geoff.

Hi, Miss Camille.

Hello, Thea Aldea.

You done?

- Well... - That was too fast.

- Shut the fuck up, Geoff. - No. We just started.

Maybe, same time next week?

Up to you. Whenever you’re free.

- Yes, happy to. - That’s cool.

That’s cool.

Everyday?

Please, find time.

- What’s that like? - Shut the fuck up, Geoff.

Two, three hours a session?

Depends on when she’s free.

Sandwich, Rene?

Here.

Thank you.

Will you bring me home?

Okay, let’s go.

I’ll take these home.

- Thank you. - Sure.

Bye.

Goodbye.

Bye.

I don’t like her.

Find another girl to bring next time.

I’ve already invited her.

Besides

She’s perfect. Thea is perfect.

Perfect?!

There you go again! “perfect.”

She keeps Rene busy.

I don’t like it anymore.

Let’s go to hotel or...

your place for a change.

Wow.

That

is a change.

Or I can fuck you right here too.

Hey...

What’s going on with you?

Who’s that?

None of your business.

These are all your ideas, remember?

You hate my place.

You hate hotels.

You might hate this car. You might hate me too. What else?

If you don’t want to bring someone new...

then I don’t wanna play anymore!

Play?

Yes, play!

This is all just a game to you?

Hey, how are you?

- Hi. - Hello.

Sit down, please.

Hi.

So, how are you?

I’m okay. It’s good to see you.

It’s so nice to see you. How are you? How are you doing?

Very good. And you?

I’m good.

Do you want anything?

You.

Camille?

Thea? I was just meeting a client.

Are you okay?

Yeah... accident.

Thea, I’m sorry. Please come back.

I’m gonna tell everyone about you.

What a bitch.

I ran into Thea earlier.

Your model

is not a model citizen.

What?

She was on a date.

And?

She left her date.

As in, she literally ran away from her date.

Why?

I don’t know.

The date was touching her all over.

In public!

Poor girl.

And her date was way older than her.

So...

now you know.

Thea is a gold digger.

What?

Why are you laughing?

Thea’s not like that.

How do you know?

Do you meet with her out of the house?

What do you know about her?

Geoff met her on some dating app. And...

How truthful are people on those apps?

What is your concern? Huh?

And also,

why were you there in the coffee shop?

It was near the office.

Hello?

Hi, sir Rene.

You’re too sexy.

It’s for you, love.

Not for Geoff?

I can’t hear you.

Love you too!

What?!

Thea?!

Come in.

I don’t recall Geoff inviting you?

I invited her.

For another session.

What ‘session?’

Portrait.

How’s your hand, Thea?

Let’s go.

Oops. Be careful.

Those steps...

...they’re not leveled. Come inside.

What happened to your hand?

- Well... - What happened?

I had a fist fight

with a glass.

That’s funny.

Here...

sit down.

Thank you.

- This is Emma. - Emma, Camille.

Hey,

your place is beautiful.

Where’s Rene?

In his basement

with Thea.

- Painting. - Thea?

She came over?

- Yah! - She’s here?

I guess she doesn’t need you anymore.

You're just a ride to her.

There’s no way that we can be alone tonight.

I didn’t know she’d be here.

It’s too late.

Fuck!

Oh...

So, your husband is a painter?

I haven’t met a real painter.

Your house is full of art.

There’s a lot of paintings in our hotel.

I’m a concierge,

you know,

at the Overlook?

Have you been there?

Oh my god!

This is so beautiful.

Geoff, look.

It’s so pretty.

Another one.

I want to meet your husband

and her model.

I bet she’s beautiful.

Is it nude?

You know, I was almost a model.

- When I was in school. - Really?

There was this talent scout.

He saw me...

- Then, he said... - Thea’s Geoff’s ex!

Didn’t he tell you that?

That’s not true.

And where did you find that kind of bitch?!

She’s so below you!

Online.

I mean, I follow her.

- And... - You follow her?

I bet you follow her.

I follow her art. Okay?

You follow her?

- Yeah, I follow her art. - Now, she has a new follower!

- Good job, Geoff. - Come on, Camille.

- Really? - Hello?

Guys?

- You’re like... - Like what?!

Yes, we fuck!

I wanna go home, Geoff.

Emma, I’m really sorry.

I wanna go now.

- What’s wrong with you?! - Go!

And fuck here there!

You can be a model too.

Do you know that?

I can paint you next time.

Shh. Quiet.

Won’t Camille get jealous?

It’s just the two of us here.

She’s busy.

Busy with Geoff.

Sorry.

Sorry?

For what?

Finally!

You guys are done.

For now. Thea’s coming back.

Why?

Going out for a date, Thea?

No.

Too bad.

You’re not going back to the coffee shop soon?

There’s smudges on your shirt!

This will get ruined.

I’ll get a towel.

Don’t mind it.

This is easy to clean.

I’ll take you home.

- She’s a big girl, love. - I’ve already booked my ride.

It’s on its way.

- Thank you. - Thank you, too.

I think your ride’s here.

Let’s go.

I’ll take you out.

There’s smudges on your shirt!

This will get ruined.

What?!

I don’t want Thea in my house.

Get rid of her.

Let Rene finish his painting.

This will be over soon.

- I can’t fucking sleep! - Let’s go.

Because of her.

Oh my god!

Are you getting laid?!

Go to sleep.

Sorry, love.

The client wants to see your new works.

Right away.

So...

prioritize this and drop what you’re doing please.

It’s a lot of money.

I need a break.

What?

We don’t take breaks.

I want to.

So...

No!

You want a break?

Why?!

I need this client, Rene.

If you want, look for another painter.

This is real food!

Wow. These are my favorites.

Did you know

that during college

my classmates and I will fight over these.

There was this tiny food place outside school.

- My appetite for this is... - You better eat a lot.

You’ll join me of course.

Oh, yes.

Yummy.

Aha!

Let me. I’ll help you.

Here.

You can bring this.

- I’ll take these. - Sure. Okay.

It’s difficult to believe

that you were once

a starving artist.

Years ago,

even if I had nothing

I never stopped painting.

Sometimes, I don’t have any money to buy a paintbrush.

Up to the point when

my last set of brushes

were useless.

That’s why

I was forced to

finger paint.

And eventually, I used a toothbrush.

Oh my God.

Your early masterpieces

finger plus toothbrush?

No wonder it’s so hard to copy.

Camille was the first to sell my paintings.

She showed it to her circle of friends.

Then, that’s where it...

started to become ‘vay’

va...

What’s the term for that?

‘Viral.’

It went ‘viral.’

That’s it.

That was it.

That’s where I had my exposure.

She was able to sell my original works.

I wouldn’t know

where I’d be

if not because of her.

That’s my

nightmare scenario.

It’s funny

because I have money

but I’m still hungry.

That’s me.

How about you?

What are your plans?

What are your future plans?

I hope I can travel...

- All over the world. - Wow!

I like that.

I really like that.

I want to go to

all famous and beautiful museums

all around the world.

Particularly...

Louvre.

Also the British Museum.

There. British Museum...

Van Gogh in Amsterdam.

Then...

All those...

Excuse me.

- Hey, Geoff. - Hello.

I came from Haven.

I just checked the inventory.

Where are you?

At the office.

Really?

You’re not getting laid in the car?

Wow.

I can’t really talk right now.

Later. Bye.

Fucking asshole.

Sorry.

What was I saying a while ago?

Whatever it is you’re doing to Rene,

darling, just keep on doing it.

How about the payment?

- Just finish the job... - How will you pay me?

Just finish the job.

I want Rene out of Camille’s life.

Like...

Gone. Vanished.

Rene’s done.

He’s not stupid.

Look, if Rene’s ‘done’,

then why don’t I see him doing anything about it?

- That’s not my problem anymore. - Thea...

Not your problem? Thea...

I’m paying you a lot.

Please. Just...

Just do something about it.

Please?

Come on.

See? The money is there. Relax.

- But, this is just half. - Yes. it’s half.

Yes. Just half for now.

Are you going to pay, or nothing will happen?

You’ll get the money.

Just finish the job.

Come on, please?

Yes, so this will all be over.

Mr. Avila!

I wasn’t expecting you.

But, thank you for dropping by.

This is not a social call.

Is there a problem, sir?

Take a look at those pictures.

Beautiful pegs for your house Mr. Avila.

Except, that’s not my house.

That is my friend’s house.

The one who recommended you to me.

And looks almost... exactly the same design!

You, you and your friend have the same perfect taste, Mr. Avila.

Not really. No!

But...

we do have the same designer.

You.

Those things happen sometimes.

Some clients just choose the same...

We have the same favorite...

We bought everything from the same company....

you recommended!

Haven?

And do you know who owns Haven?

You!

But, sir...

Don’t worry.

I don’t want a scandal.

And I don’t want to look stupid

in front of everyone

especially my wife!

Well, she likes everything

so I’m not gonna return any of it back to you.

What do you...

I will not pay you back the balance!

But, sir...

Shut up.

And that huge downpayment I gave to your husband, Rene?

I want it back within forty eight hours!

But, we have an agreement Mr. Avila...

- I... - Don’t even go there young lady.

My lawyers would get in touch with you.

Fuck!

Ah, shit!

I’m excited.

Oops. You can’t look at it yet.

Are you done?

Not yet.

- Rene? - What?

Thea...

If you’re worried about what happened to us....

I have no regrets at all.

I know I’m married.

But...

you know that there’s nothing in there.

That’s...

It’s not that.

I wanted to...

I love you.

Sorry

if it’s too fast.

I’m sorry...

Hey, you’re late! Where’ve you been?

What’s going on?

I came from a client.

Who is she?

What made you think it’s a woman?

It’s always a woman, Geoff.

So fucking what, Camille?

We need clients.

We are running out

of clients that can afford your overpriced stuff in Haven.

You’re not being serious, right?

The millions that you pay to your husband? Stop that.

Rene won’t move his money.

It’s in our joint account.

Plus, he lives like a monk.

So technically, you have the money.

Speaking of art, how’s your girlfriend?

What girlfriend? What are you talking about?

The art major?

God.

You’re jealous.

I should be!

She’s got your attention,

and now Rene has a new muse.

I’m losing him and she’s got you too!

You’re obsessed with Thea.

You’re just like your husband.

The three of us are obsessed with her.

Camille, she’s not my girlfriend.

You know that I love you, right?

And now we are going to talk about ‘love?’

Will you marry me right now if I asked you?

Yes, I will.

- You’re joking, right? - No, I’m not. I’m serious. I will.

You’re crazy!

I’m not leaving Rene for anyone.

Not even for you.

What happened to us?

We were in love.

Then all of a sudden you fucking married a guy twice your fucking age!

Why are we talking about love?

We’re not in high school, or college anymore, Geoff!

Enough!

No model today?

No more. I’m finished.

Great!

Go back to work.

Time to make some real money?

I’ve been telling you...

those steps are not even.

Don’t insult my design!

Where do you live?

Where?

Where is this?

I’ve seen this place before.

Found you.

I want out.

I can’t go on with everything you asked me to do.

I know that this would happen.

Well...

Eventually.

You’re in love with Rene.

Yes, I am.

I know

he loves you.

It’s obvious.

I don’t want this anymore, Geoff.

Just pay me so we’re good.

Two hundred thousand?

Thea!

- Camille. - Geoff gave me your address.

I’m interested to see your art.

Come on! Show me.

They’re not really good.

Don’t you want to answer that?

Is that, Geoff?

Geoff didn’t mention anything to me.

My place is...

Geoff didn’t tell you?

God, he’s such an idiot.

We’re designing a new building.

The client wants something new.

Geoff told me

you have paintings in your studio.

He’s seen it.

Answer. Please.

Fuck you, Rene!

Answer please, Thea.

Thea, please answer me.

How about making a painting of your own wife?

You can call it

“Naked female with a cigarette.”

After everything I’ve done for you?!

The money that I made for you?!

You fall for a girl half your age.

I earned that money too.

I’m leaving.

I want to start all over again

and be a real painter.

Maybe it’s not too late.

You’re really stupid!

You are stupid!

You have an affair with Geoff.

I would have understood it if you were both in love.

But, there’s nothing real there.

Even you, Camille. You’re not real!

You’re a fucking fool!

I withdrew my share from our joint account.

Fifty fifty.

I’m leaving.

Going to Europe, maybe?

What have you done?!

You can’t leave me.

You are gonna die just like your dead Thea!

What have you done to Thea?!

Thea?!

Thea!

Thea!

What happened?

Are you alright?

Camille was here.

You okay?

Can I have this?

This is very expensive.

We'll never meet if not because of you.

He was happy

when he learned

that you paid me.

That’s nothing.

It’s nothing.

Where’d you get this?

You left it in the coffee shop.

Time to quit, Geoff.

It’s obviously not good for me. Yeah?

I just don’t know how to quit.

Sorry about Camille.

Quit now, Geoff.

Starting now?

Can I?

Right now.

Any news?

That was the police investigator.

What did they say?

They’ve ruled it out...

that the fire was an accident.

Let’s go.