All language subtitles for Alexandra.1983.Xrated_track3_eng

- I suppose this is as good
a place to start as any.

- Why?

- Oh, Nick.

At least they can meet
all of us at the same time.

- I wasn't there dear, remember?

- That wasn't my fault.

Oh, look, there's the rat pack.

- A perfect description, if I do say so.

- Oh, shut up.

The one on the left
in the leather jacket is--

- Foster Holloway.

- Foster wanted to be Marlon Brando then.

Now he runs
a chain of discount stereo stores.

He's very rich.
- And getting richer.

- That's Martin Cooper on the right.

- The great poet?

- He wrote beautiful poems.

- Oh, sure. That's why he writes
magazine articles now to pay the bills.

- Nick, please.

Oh, that's me in the middle.

- That's not the one with the big smile?

- No, that's Pat.

Pat Cooper now.

- She certainly hid you,
didn't she, darling?

- Pat was jealous, that's all.

She wanted--

-l know.-

Cliff.

Cliff Ballard.

- Your high school dreamboat.

- He WAS my first, darling.

And so far the best.

- Especially in the back seat of his
father's Lincoln.

It wasn't a Lincoln dear, it
was a Mercedes-Benz.

- Weren't those genuine leather seats
a little cold on your delicate skin?

- Nick, I don't think you have
a romantic bone in your entire body.

- Alexandra, you know better than that.
(both laugh)

- Anyway... this was the last Christmas
the rat pack was all together.

- That was the Christmas that Cliff--

- Let me tell it, darling.

Cliff went to Chicago
and came back with a big contract.

- And a brand new bride.

- Thanks so much.

It was the first time we all met Diane.

- Wow. Dammit, Diane,
you don't look this heavy.

- Oh, can you put me down
before you get a hernia.

- Don't you want me to carry you
across the threshold?

Kiss me first, Mrs. Ballard.

- Oh, yes, Mr. Ballard.

Goodness. (cheering)
- Surprise! Surprise!

- Wow! This is great! How is everybody?

- Kind of wet outside.
- Yes, it is.

A lot of snow. Five years
without snow, we finally got it.

Pat, so good to see you.

-It's good to see you.

- Long time no see, really.

All right.
God, what a surprise.

How is everybody?
- Who is this lovely young lady?

- In case you didn't guess, that's Diane.

Poor thing.

She didn't look like much that night.

- Oh, I don't know.

She looks pretty cute to me.

- Believe me, darling.

She was really out of her league,

and she knew it.

- Diane, this charming gentleman
with the flashy teeth

and quick wit is Martin Cooper.

- Hey, these caps cost me a lot of money.

- And this very attractive redhead
is his wife, Pat.

- Cliff has told me so much--

- Foster Holloway!

- Damn, how are you?
- All right.

How are you?

- Great, great. This is my gorgeous
new bride, Diane.

- Well, welcome to the rat pack.

- Thank you.
Cliff has told me so much--

- Foster, who's that beautiful lady?

- C'mere, come.. come on over.

Umm, this is Jennifer.

We-- I--
- We're engaged.

- Hey, Foster,

I must say, you got a hell
of a lot better taste

than I gave you credit for.

Congratulations.

- Hey, uh... remember me?

I'm the man you're engaged to.

- Foster, that was just to thank him
for the nice compliment.

- Carlos, this is Mrs. Ballard.

- Hello, Carlos.
- Hello, Carlos.

Here, please take our coats.

The luggage is in the car, too.

All right.

Oh, this is great.

This is really great.
It's a double celebration.

Congratulations, you old pair.

- I hope you both be as happy as we are.

When are you getting married?
- Hey, where's Alex?

- Oh, you know how she is.

She just loves to make a grand entrance.

- Well, she's a grand lady.

- What is it, Carlos?

- A gift, sir, from Mrs. Booth.

- From one lover to another,
all my thoughts are with you.

Love, Alex.

- Leave it to Alex.
She always knows the right thing to do.

- You can say that again.

- Please don't.

- Excuse me, Pat.

Who is Alex?

- Well, didn't Cliff--

uhh, it's a long story.

I think you should ask Cliff.

- A toast

to Alexandra Carlson Booth.

- A lady with a lot of style.

- You said it.

- I thought I asked you not to.

- He said it that time.
- Come on, honey.

Drink up, sweetheart. Go ahead.

- Cliff, champagne
doesn't really agree with me.

- Haha! Oh, come on.

One little glass of Alex's champagne,
it's wonderful.

-L'll drink to that.

- A toast to Foster and--

- No, please.

To Cliff and his lovely new bride.

- Here, here.
- Here, here.

Wait.

A toast to Foster and his lovely new lady.

The second time around's the best.

- Oh, my goodness.

What a klutz.

- Oh, don't worry about it, Diane.
It doesn't stain.

Carlos, do you have any club soda?

- Yes, ma'am.
- Are you all right, honey?

- No.
- Hey, come on.

Let's get the party rolling.

- Come on, Foster.
Let's dance.

- Not me, girl.

- Why not?

- I told you why.

I don't dance.

- Now there's an original answer.

What do you say, Martin?

Let's dance, huh?

- All right.

- Is it getting hot
in here or is it just me?

- It seems to be getting
hotter by the minute.

- Are you all right, honey?

- Oh, dear. Maybe I should
take her upstairs.

- No, no. That's okay.
I'll take her up.

- No, no. I'll do it.

We'll be back in a minute.

- Hurry back, honey.

How are you doing, buddy?

You know something, Foster?

I don't think she should drink champagne.

- She's not the only one.

- God, you're a good dancer.

- God had nothing to do with it.

- Ah, the grand lady arrives at last.

- You know I could never resist
an entrance.

-10 to 1, it's Alex.

- Now, that's no bet.

- Alex, how are you?

So good to see you.

- Cliff, my baby.

Where is this outrageous creature
who has stolen you away from me?

- Oh, she's upstairs getting freshened up.

She'll be down in a minute.

- Who's that?

- Hey, that's Alex.

Right on cue, as usual.

Hey, Alex, that's quite an outfit,
what there is of it.

- Martin, my love, it's Christmas.

'Tis the season to be jolly.

- Oh, what am I, chopped liver?
- Marlon!

- Oh, Merry Christmas, Alex.

- Are we going to dance or what?

-oh, Jennifer,
I'd like you to meet Alexandra.

Jennifer... Jennifer Kinney, Alexandra.

- Foster asked me to marry him.

- My, my, Marlon.

You have been a busy bee.

It's a lovely ring, Jenny.

- Jennifer.
- Congratulations, Marlon.

Really, I hope it works this time.

- Thank you, Alex.

- Why does she call you Marlon?

-It's just.. it's an old private joke.

- Come on, Marlon, let's dance.

You sure you don't want to dance, Foster?

- Yes, I'm sure I don't want to dance.

- Wasn't that a great party, sweetheart?

- Wonderful.

- You looked sensational,

especially after you got
out of that wet uniform.

- And took two Valium.

- Come here.

Diane, what's wrong?

- I want you to tell me about you
and Alexandra Booth.

- Haha oh, Diane.
- Don't "oh, Diane" me.

I don't think
it's funny at all.

I saw the way you were looking at her.

- Sorry I laughed.

Come here.

- No. Dammit, you should've told me
about her before.

- All right, all right.

I guess I should have. I'm sorry.

- Yes, you should have.

- Alex and I have known each other
since we've been kids.

- Oh.

- She's just part of the rat pack.

You know... we're...

We're just, we're just very old friends.

- Very close friends.

- Yes, but we're not lovers.

- But you were lovers, weren't you?

- Yes, but that was
a long time ago, sweetheart.

- Well then, then why do you keep
her picture on your dresser?

- That was long, long before you,
remember, Diane?

- I threw it away.

Oh, Cliff.

(kissing sounds)

- Nothing matters, Alex doesn't matter.

The only thing that matters is us.

- Damn you, Cliff Ballard,
you always know all the answers,

don't you?

Oh, Cliff,

I'm sorry I'm so jealous.

I love you. Come on now, don't...
I didn't even take a shower yet.

- Mmm, you taste just like pistachio
ice cream.

Forget it.

(music)
(moaning)

- Oh, yes. (moaning)

Oh yes, oh do it right there.

Oh, yes.

(moans)

Oh, harder.

Do it harder.

(moans)

Oh, Mr. Ballard.

(moaning)

- Oh, yes. Harder.
Oh, I'm going to cum.

Oh, I can't stop cumming.

Oh, yes.

You're so wonderful.

Oh, yes!

Oh, darling THAT was incredible.
- Oh, heh heh,

you know I love,
just love to make you cum.

You get so worked up.

It's great.

- What do you want me to do?

- Oh, I want you to make love to me.

You know what I like.

You know what I want?
- What?

Show me what you want.

- Oh, you tease, you know what I want.

-L'll do anything that you want me to.
- Come on.

You're teasing me.
- That's half the fun.

- I know it is.

Oh, do it, baby.
Suck it.

(moans)

Oh yes.

(sucking sounds)

- Oh, yes, baby, suck it.

That's good.

Oh, yes.

- Did Alex give you head like this?

- Oh, Christ, no.

Can't think like that, Di.

- Tell me or I'll stop.
- Oh, no! Please, Diane, don't stop now.

- Does she suck your cock
as good as I do, huh?

- Oh, no, baby. No.
Oh, Diane, suck it.

I can't think like that when you say that.

Don't tease me.

Oh yeah, baby.

Fuck.

(moaning)

- Oh, you know how to get me crazy, baby.

Suck it.
Oh, fuck.

(moans)

Fuck.

(moans)

Oh, yeah.

okay

(moaning)

- You're so big and hard.

(moaning)

- Oh, yes.

(moans)

Oh, yes, baby.

(moans)

- Got you.

(moaning)

- Come on. Come on. Give it to me.

Give it to me.

(moaning)
- Give it to me.

- Oh, yes.

(moaning)
- Oh, yes.

- Oh, I'm going to cum.

(moaning)

- Cliff?

.Huh?

- Did you make love to Alex in this bed?

- She catches on fast, doesn't she,

my dear?
- Nick Booth,

will you please let me tell this my way?

- You always do everything your way, Alex.

- Anyway, that was
the night we met Diane and Jennifer,

and the rat pack had two new members.

Almost a year went by until
that beautiful day last fall.

- Did you spread my dress out the trunk
the way I asked you?

- Yes, ma'am.
- Where's Mr. Holloway?

- I don't know.

- Foster?

Foster, where the hell are you?

- Right here.

- Oh, God.

Put out that damn thing and come on.

Where's your tux?
- Look, I can't go now.

- What?
You can't go?

You've been driving me crazy
for the last two weeks

about this damn dinner party
and you can't go.

I thought you were so anxious
to pitch Jason Starret

about an advertising campaign.

- All right, all right.
Calm down, will you?

I'll be there.

It's just that I, I got a phone call.
- There's a problem, right?

Those damn stores.
There's always problems.

Are you the only one that can handle
anything around there?

- Yunno, if it wasn't for those damn stores,
we wouldn't have met, sweetheart.

And you wouldn't have all this, missy.

Anyway, listen, that call
didn't come from the store.

It came from Alex Booth.

- Alex?

What the hell does she want now?

- Well, she's leaving town
and she needs some help.

- Leaving town?

I thought she was coming to the party.

Where's she going?

- She didn't say,

but she rented a house
and she's taking off.

She got a couple of plane tickets
from Sheila.

- Two tickets?

- That's what she said.

Anyway, she needs some help
with her stocks before she leaves.

- Her stock in the stores?

- How did she owned stock
in my corporation?

- Our corporation, Foster dear.

Remember, I've got copies
of all your records.

I own half of everything.

I like to look out for my investments.

- Jennifer, you are too damn much.

From clerk to high finance in nine months.

That's usually the amount of time it takes
a normal woman to--

- To have a baby.
Let's not go over that again.

I got to go

Please get there early, Foster.

You know how you are about time.

Keep your paws off that witch.

You know you don't like it
when I get pissed off.

- I love you too,
you beautiful ball buster.

- Give us a kiss, you big lug.

- What was that for?

- Well, that's the only way I know
to keep your beautiful mouth shut.

Now get out of here, huh?

- See ya tonight?

- Sure.

Have a good time shopping.

Oh, by the way,
try not to buy Bloomingdale's.

- Screw yourself.

Oh, Foster, tell Alex
good riddance from me, will you?

- Sure.

I'm sure she sends the same regards.

- Come on, Jack.
Step on it.

- Yes, ma'am.

- Martin, please, what are you doing?

Jennifer's going to be here any minute.

I've got a million things to do
and I've got to be there,

I've got be there by 1:00.

- It's Saturday, honey.

I thought you were going shopping
with Di and Jennifer.

- You're not even dressed yet.

Martin, for Christ's sake.

Im dressed.

Look.

- Very funny.

Those are your work clothes.

I'm working.

- You're supposed to go
into the city with us this morning.

We have a dinner party tonight, remember?

Jason is going to announce my promotion.

This party is for ME, Martin.

Could you please take it
a little bit more seriously?

For my sake.

- I take you very seriously, lady.

- Will you stop clowning?

You're going to mess me all up.

I'm already nervous enough.

- I can think of a cure for that.

Yeah?
- Oh, Martin, I don't have time for that.

Look, I've got a big video
campaign clue on Monday.

I've got to go show Jason what I can do.

What are you working on down here, anyway?

- Oh,

just an article for the
environmentalist newsletter.

Nothing as important as a video campaign.

- Oh, God.

All you can think about
is jumping into the sack.

- We used to have time for the sack.

- We used to eat
spaghetti four times a week.

- I love spaghetti, and I love you.

- Look, Martin, there is more
to life than spaghetti and sex.

"Oh, yeah?

- Oh, God.

Oh, shit, that's Jennifer.

Will you get out of there?
God!

- You used to think spaghetti
and sex was enough.

- We'll be right out, Jennifer.
We're running a little late.

- Shake your tuchus, will you?
- Won't be a minute.

Martin?

- Hi, Jennifer.
How's it going?

- Hi.

What's with the fancy clothes
and the duffel bag?

Going camping?

- Why not?
It's Saturday.

Where's Foster?

- He's got a problem at the Danbury store.

You know how he is.

- Yes, I know how he is.

Well, see you around.
- Martin?

- Yeah?

I thought I told you not
to do that, Jennifer.

- Did you? Ah!

I forgot.

I'll see you tonight.

- You're a witch, you know that?

- Perfect description.

If you spell it with a B.

- You should know, Mrs. Booth.
- I love you too, Mr. Booth.

- Where's Foster?

- Oh, he's got a problem
at the Danbury store.

Come on, get in.

- Hi. Where's everybody?
- Get in, get in.

Let's get going. I've got a deadline.

- Hi, Di. Foster's busy
and Pat's fighting with Martin again.

Where's Cliff?
- We're not fighting.

It's just a little misunderstanding.

- Oh, well, Cliff had
a business meeting in the city.

He had to get a bunch of papers signed
before the guy went back to Japan.

He said he'll meet us at the party.
- Great.

We don't have to lug him around.

Jack, let's go.

Next stop, the Big Apple.
- Yes, ma'am.

Ive got to tell you this
before I explode.

- Jennifer's dying to tell
some dirt about Alex.

- Do we have to talk about her?
I am so sick--

- Don't worry, girls.

You won't have Alex Booth
to kick around anymore.

Not after today.

But the joke will be on you.

- We won't have Alex to kick around anymore
because she is leaving town today.

- What?
- How do you know that?

- Well, if she rented her house out
and bought two plane tickets

what would you think?

- That's just like her.

- Well, the least she could've done is call
to say goodbye.

- Oh, listen, kiddies.
Let's be honest.

Are we really going to miss her that much?

- Why did she buy two tickets?

- Where is she going?
- You ready for this?

Rome.
-ltaly?

Whose name is on the second reservation?
- Oh, that's even funnier.

Mr. Nick Booth.

- Is that her ex-husband?
- Yes. The mysterious Mr. Booth.

- You're kidding? Did you meet him?

- Sure.

He's very smooth and very charming.

Too smooth and too charming if you ask me.

- Yes, Foster said he just disappeared.

- Only a week after they came back
from their honeymoon.

- Well, what happened?
- Oh,

nobody knows except Alex.

I think she's still carrying
a torch for Cliff.

- That was over a long time ago, Pat.

Cliff told me--

(carphone buzzes)

- Hello?

Yes, this is Mrs. Holloway.

What?

Hold on.

It's the answering service.

A message from Alex?

- What is it?

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

- The girl said there's
a message for all of us.

Okay.
Then we'll hear it together.

Go ahead, please.

- Just want to let you know
that while you're off doing things you

all do best,

I'll be doing what I love best,
meeting your husbands.

After all,

I do have to say goodbye
before I leave for Rome.

Oh, but don't worry, girls.

I won't have time for much more.

I'll be too busy talking.

I'm going to tell each of your husbands
the juicy little secrets

you don't want them to know. Ciao...

Alex.
- Will there be any answer,

Mrs. Holloway?
No, thank you. That's all.

Oh, Steve.

- Oh, Jason.

- You thought I didn't know
about your little indiscretion,

didn't you, Diane?

You never told Cliff
about your movie career,

Did You?

- One videotape is hardly a career
in the porn business, Alex.

- Maybe not.

I'm sure Diane would be very unhappy

if Cliff ever saw that tape.

That's why you had an anxiety attack
at the surprise party.

The night you came home
from your honeymoon.

The night you found
my picture in Cliff's bedroom.

You know you're not good enough for him,

don't you, Diane?

- Beautiful.
- Cliff.

- Just beautiful.

- Cliff, you scared the hell out of me.

That wasn't very nice.
- I mean it, Mrs. Ballard.

You're one gorgeous piece of ass.

- Oh, Cliff.

- Listen, I think we've got to break
this up before it ends the party.

- Why? The party's just starting.

I think he's getting hard.

- Lady, you could make a eunuch hard.

- You mind if I eat while you talk?

- Diane, stop it.

Pat's going to be back in a minute.

(moaning)

- Oh, you devil, stop that.

- All right.

You want to go downstairs like that?
Fine, go.

- How am I supposed to walk
out of here with something like this?

- Tie it to your leg.
- Thanks a lot.

Get dressed. Alex
is demanding your presence.

- Who is Alex?

- Hey, I'd spoil it for you
if I told you right now.

- Spoil it for who?

-(moans)
Enough. Give me a break.

-L'm trying to.

- Hurry up, beautiful.
I'll be downstairs.

- You'll always be my first love.

- Here we are, all fixed.

- Who is this?

- Oh, that's Alexandra Booth.

Alex Carlson, before she married.

- So this is Alex.

She's married?

- I was.
- For one forgettable week.

- I won't ever forget it.

Some of it was almost--

- What?

- She and Cliff were inseparable.

"Oh?

- Oh, Nick.
- Water under the bridge, Diane.

Here you go, get dressed.

Let's get downstairs.
- Sure.

- She catches on fast.

- Diane, you're such a good little actress.

When Cliff makes love to you,

he'd never guess that you fucked
six different men in a porno movie.

- You just have to make sure
he sees it, don't you, Alex?

- Oh, you're the one who's going
to show him the videotape

at Jason's party, darling.

I won't even be there.

(Alex laughs)

- Come on.

Yes.
Oh, fuck me, Cliff.

(moaning)

- Give it to me.
- God, take it.

(moaning)

- I love you so much.

I want to make both of us so hot.

You're so big and hard.

- Roll over, baby.
I'll give it to you.

okay

(moaning)

- Will you cum all over me?

- Oh, I'm going to cum over
those beautiful big tits of yours baby

- Oh, my belly, put it over my belly
and my pussy, please.

(moaning)

- That's it.

Oh, yes.

(moaning)

- Yes, give it to me hard.

Oh, your cock feels so good.

You are so wonderful.

Go slow, slow! Make it last.

Come on.
No.

. Bab)!-

(moaning)

- Okay.
- Let me give it to you.

(moaning)

- Oh, yes.

Oh, baby.

Oh, yes.

Oh, you make me feel so good.

(moaning)

- Oh, baby.

(music)

- Cliff?

.YeS?

- Did you sleep in this bed with Alex?

- Oh, we didn't do much sleeping, Diane.

- Evil bitch.

- This is my stop.

- What?

- Jesus, Diane. Wake up.

- Have him drop me off in the next corner,
please.

- Jack, drop off Mrs.
Cooper at the next corner.

Okay?
- Yes, ma'am.

- Pat, can't you just have lunch with us
before you go drudging away at the office?

- Wish I could. Uh-uh, no.
- Okay.

- You girls have fun with lunch,
and I'll see you tonight at the party.

- All right. Bye-bye.
- Bye.

- I don't know what she sees in him.

- Who, Martin?

- Oh, no, not Martin.

I know what she sees in him.

I mean Jason Starret.

- Her boss?
- Oh, grow up, Diane.

Do you really think Pat
has to go to work today?

(music)

- Your little message
certainly has Pat in a state.

- Well, she's not thinking
about me, Nick, clear.

She's worried about Martin.

You know Martin thinks you're having
an affair with Jason Starret.

Doesn't he, Pat?

All those long nights in New York?

- She has been ignoring him.

What else could he think?

- Not all men are as suspicious
as you, darling,

but Pat knows I'd never ignore
a man like Martin.

- God knows you never have.

(TV end of broadcast tone)

(TV shut off)

(moaning)

- Sorry, honey. I'm late.
Took a little longer than I thought.

- Yeah.

What time is it?

-It's after 2:00.
- Oh, I hope you two had fun.

- Fun?
I worked my ass off.

(moaning)

- I hope not.

I love your ass just like it is.

- Not now, honey.
I'm beat.

- A story of a happy marriage.

- Gimme a break.

-L'm sorry, honey.

I guess it's hard on you too.

- Not as hard as it's getting on you.

-(chuckles)

So, uh, how about it?

Something nice and soft and cuddly?

- It isn't nice, and soft, and cuddly
with Jason, is it?

He,s not making you happy

Now make me happy. (moaning)
- Let's not go into that.

(moaning)

- All right,

all right. Just let me get my clothes off.

- Don't do no favors.

- What do you want from me?
I'm tired.

- And I'm tired too

of all this late-night advertising crap.

Im going to bed.

-(whispering) Happy anniversary, Martin.

- What?

- Nothing.

- Oh, honey, I'm so sorry.

I forgot.

Forgive me.

I'm so sorry.

- I know.

- Is it too late
to give you an anniversary present?

- No.

It's never too late.

(music)

(music)
(moaning)

- Now, for your second present.

- Ahhh, I see you've dressed for me.

- Jason, please stop it.

You're embarrassing me.

- A woman that looks like you should
never be embarrassed by her body.

You should revel in it!

Now, lie down on the sofa,

spread your legs.

That's it.

One knee up, the other knee down.

Pose for me.

Beautiful.

See, it wasn't that easy?

You look sensational.

- No, wait...

Don't take those off.

- You like them?

- Yeah.

Let me do it.

(music)

- Now you take my clothes off.

(moaning)

- Oh Martin, cum on me, baby.

(moaning)

- Oh, honey, so big and hard.

I missed you so much.

(moaning)

- You need this, don't you?

- Oh, yeah.
- You want this, don't you?

- Yes.

- Beg me

- What?
- Go on.

Beg me.

Tell me how much you need it.

Huh?
- You bastard.

-(laughs) No more cock until you beg me.

Yes

ok, all right,

Do it.

- Ah, it's not exactly
what I had in mind, dear,

but I'll give it to you anyway.

(moaning)

(music)

- Cum on me, baby.

(moans) Come on.

(moans)

(moaning)

- Love, Nicky, is something
you will never understand.

- There are
many different kinds of love, Alex.

- I know all about it, sweetheart.

- I doubt it.

For instance,

I'll bet you didn't know that
I still love you in my own way.

-(laughs) Oh, good, Nicky.

You can't even lie with a straight face.

You're just like Jason Starret.

- Now that's a low blow.

(music)

- Not bad.

And a lot better without this.

Damn sure.

Jason?

- Come in.

- Jason?

- Out in a minute.

Patricia, love!

- Hope I'm not late.

- Well, I've been waiting for you.

- Looks like Pat is going to have
an interesting afternoon.

- Nicky, darling, it's time you got
out of bed and got dressed.

Jennifer and Diane are already at Jason's.

I don't want you to be late for the party.

- I can't wait.

- Nicky, you promised to show
that videotape of Diane tonight.

- I had it made for me.

Is it nice?
- Oh, yes. It's beautiful.

Oh, how pretty.

You need help with that?
-l've got it.

Well...

What do you think?

- A little too sexy.

I think you better wear the dress.

(laughter)
- Damn.

- What's wrong?

- I can't find him.
- Did you have him paged?

- I didn't think of that.

God, Jennifer, what am I going to do?

Diane, don't start crying.

- Why don't you dress, fix your makeup,

and then you can come
to the living room for a cocktail.

What color is your dress?
- The blue one.

- That's lovely.

You all right?

- Wo-o-o-ow...

will you look at this?

Jason Starret must be
into some really juicy scenes.

- Ah, no. Those are from
Mr. Starret's private collection.

- Look at this.

So big!

Jesus.

Do you think Jason is bi?

- You mean, bisexual?

- Maybe he just likes to dress up.

It's a riot.

- Well, Mr. Starret is
a bit, er, eccentric.

If you'll excuse me,

when you're ready, I'll see you ladies
in the living room for cocktails.

-L'd say he's a little bit weird.

I can just imagine what
kind of afternoon Pat's having.

I... I think you're turning me on.

- Don't analyze your feelings.
Just enjoy it.

Go with the flow.

(moaning)

- Oh, right there, yes.

(moans) Ooh, yes.

I don't believe it.
Right there.

Ooh I don't believe it.

Right there, yes.

(moaning)

- Jennifer, that's sick.

- I know you think Pat Cooper
craps cream cheese,

but she's got a hole
between her legs just like we do.

- You're disgusting.

- I know what you
and everybody else think of me.

You think I'm a scheming, manipulating
bitch who got her claws into a good thing.

Well, you're right.

I've got Foster and I've got
half of everything.

If he walks, I don't care.

Let him leave.

- You care, all right.

You care more than you'll admit to.

I don't think you're a bitch.

- See, you're not fooling anyone, Jennifer.

You may tell yourself you
married Foster for his money,

but I know better.

What do you think will happen
if I tell Foster about you

and Steve Jenkins?

- Alex, underneath that beautiful,
cold, marble exterior of yours,

you're an incurable bitch on wheels.

- It takes one to know one, Nicky, darling.

You feel so big and hard.

(moans)

I love cock. Fuck it. Oh, God.

(moans)

(moaning)

- I love it.
So big and hard.

I want you to suck me too.

(moans) I'm going to suck you.

(moaning)

-l'll cum if you keep that up.

- Don't cum.
If you have to cum, tell me.

I don't want you to cum yet.

(moaning)

- God, I love cock.

(moaning)

- I love cock.

(moaning)

- Easy, Jenny.

EaSY-

- Don't cum.

Please, I'll stop.
Please don't cum.

(moaning)

- Oh, let me fuck you, baby.

- Steve, put it in.

Harder. Oh, make me cum.

(moaning)

- Harder, harder.

(moaning)

- Harder, harder.

- Oh, God. I'm so close.

- Harder.

Make me cum, Steve.

- Oh, yes.

(moaning)

-l'm cumming too.

oh, Jenny, I'm almost there.

(moaning)

(music)

- Oh, Jenny.
Oh, yes.

(moans)

(moaning)

- Make me cum.

- Oh, yes.

Yes, Jenny.

Oh, yes.

(moaning)

- Oh, don't stop.

(moans) Oh, yes.

(moans) Oh, Steve.

(moans) Ooh, make me cum.

Oh, look at me.

Oh, I'm going to cum.

Oh, make me cum.

Oh, yeah. Ooh, let me--

(moans) Oh, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum.

Oh, make me cum.

(moans)

Oh, Foster.

(moans)

Oh, Foster, oh, Foster.

(moans)

Merry Christmas, almost.

- Merry Christmas.

- Remember last Christmas Eve,
Jennifer,

when Foster came by so unexpectedly?

- Why don't you sit down somewhere?

-L, I'm going to a party, a surprise party
for Cliff Ballard and his new wife.

I want you to come with me.

Why me?

I heard you've been going out
with some classy broad

named Alexandra Booth.

- Yeah, well, she's just a friend.

I know her from high school.

She doesn't mean anything to me.

Have you got a nice dress
to wear or something?

- Yes, I've got something.

Why should I go with you?

I think we've said all we had to say.

- Here, Merry Christmas.

- What is it?

- Open it and see.

- Jesus.

Is this real?

- Of course it's real.

What do you think I'd do,
give you a phony ring?

- Do you mean--.

- Yeah yeah I mean!
I mean I want to marry you.

Christ, I've got to marry you.
You're driving me crazy.

All I do is think about you all day long.

Look, I'll...

I'll write up a contract saying
that if it doesn't work out,

you get half of everything I own.

Boy, it's a good deal
any way you look at it.

- What a beautiful proposal.

It's enough to make me fall
head over heels.

- Look, I'm no lover boy.

What do you want from me?

- You know what to do
with your hands well enough.

Well it's a gorgeous ring, Foster.

I have to admit,
you do have some good taste.

- Yeah well, I traded a friend in
wholesale, uh, wholesale jewelry.

I had to give him some
stereo equipment first.

- Thanks a lot.

Boy, you really know how
to charm a girl, don't you?

- No, I don't.

I don't, but I know what you need.

And I got it.

(kissing)

- You big PhOIW-

I've got a lot more
than that going for you.

(kissing)

- Come on, Jenny.

Let's do something before I go crazy.

- Stand up.

Im up now, the zipper's stuck.

You've been driving me crazy for so long.

Please, Jennifer.

- Maybe just a taste.

I'll be late for the party.

- Fuck the party.

(moans)

Jenny.

(moans)

Yes, Jenny.

(moans) Ohh, yes.

(moans) Yes.

(moans)

Merry Christmas.
Merry Christmas, Jennifer.

I waited for this.

- Do you think Foster would've proposed
if he knew about your affair

with Steve Jenkins?

- Oh, God.

Please don't let her tell Foster.

- Aren't you dressed yet?

- No, I think I'm uh, gonna go like this.

I'll be the toast of the party.

- You may be the toast
at Jason Starret's tonight, Jennifer.

But Pat Cooper is getting more attention

than she can take
from Jason this afternoon.

(moaning)

- That's it slut!

I made you happy

Now make me happy.

Yes.

Yes.

Yes.

(moaning)

- Oh Jason no, I can't take it.

- Shut up slut!
You'll take it all and love it.

- Jason! There's somebody watching us.

- Hello, Anita.

Come and join us.

I want you to feel how gorgeous she is.

- Oh, come on. What's going on here?

Who is she?
- She's part of the fantasy, love.

I know you'll enjoy it.

Remember, just go with the flow.

- No Jason, stop.

(moaning)

- Good, Anita. Very good.

Now get on the sofa.

You can use her mouth.

- Use your tongue.

Lick me.

- Jason, you bastard, don't do this to me!

- Lick me!

- That's better.

(moaning)

- Fuck her hard, Jason.

She likes it.

(moaning)

- Let me eat her, Jason. She'll go crazy!

No

- You'll do anything I tell you to do.

Lick her, Anita.

(moaning)

- Don't Jason, please. Don't do this to me.

- Suck it! Suck that head, suck it.

Suck the head, suck it!

- Now, Anita, use the vibrator.

- Oh, jeez.

What the hell is that?

-Isn't that an incredible feeling,
Patricia?

Just let yourself go and enjoy it all.

(vibrator buzzing)
(moaning)

- Hmmm your tits are incredible, Patricia.

Almost as good as your cunt.

Now, Anita, lick my asshole!

I want to cum in her mouth.

(moaning)

- Now suck it.
Suck hard.

(moaning)

- Put it in, Anita.

Put it in.
All the way in.

- Oh God it's too big! No Jason!

(vibrator buzzing)
(moaning)

(music)

- Well, there was one thing
I did admire about you, Nick, dear.

- What was that?
- Oh, the way you play the piano, of course.

- Oh.
- Don't you two look stunning.

- Thank you.
- What a beautiful view.

- Yes, it is.

Darlene, would you introduce us?

- Of course. Diane Ballard
and Jennifer Holloway,

this is Nick Booth.

- Yes, girls.

It's my dear, sweet Nicky.

My ex. (laughs)
-l'm very happy to meet you,

Mrs. Ballard and Mrs. Holloway.

I know your husbands,
but I've never had the pleasure

of meeting you two lovely ladies.

I was married to an acquaintance of yours,

Alex Carlson.
- So you're the mysterious Mr. Booth.

So nice to meet you, at last.

- The pleasure is all mine, er, Jennifer.

- Alex has never spoken of you at all.

I'm not surprised, Diane.

A certain of my personal preferences
were a little bizarre for Alex.

Ahh Jason, here at last and late as usual.

- PLEASE, Nick, don't bitch.

It's been a long day.

- They're not here.
- None of them?

- Have you met everyone, Nick?

Nick Booth?

- I t's been a long time, Pat.

I've been looking forward
to meeting you again.

- Oh, let me have one of these.
Cheers.

Oh, why Nick Booth,
you haven't changed a bit,

have you?
- Oh, I hope not.

You're looking well.

I'll bet.

Uh, just a minute...
I'll get one of these.

- Hey, you better take it easy, Pat.

You can get pretty smashed on those fast.

- That's exactly what I had in mind.

- So... how was your afternoon?

- That's a long story, dear.

Things got a little more
complicated than I thought.

- Well, tell us all about it.

- Jennifer, give her a break, will you?

- Yeah, Jennifer.

Uh, one more drink?

- How was she?
- The best.

- Then I'm going to go to get dressed.

- Oh, okay.
Come on. I'll help you to the bedroom.

- I think we both better.

- Excuse me, gentlemen.
- Hurry right back, Patricia darling.

- Fangool you too, pal.

- Jennifer, can you manage?

- Sure. Where are you going?

- I have to try the hotel again, okay?

- Come on, Pat.

One step at a time.

- Oh, God,

I think I'm going to be sick.

- If you got to be sick,
be sick in here.

- Thanks a lot.

- Uh-huh. Scream if you need help.

- Yes, Mr. Ballard.

Cliff Ballard.

He's staying in Mr. Kanaka's room.

You have the number,
so please have him call.

Thank you.

- Hi, Diane.

- Hi, Nancy. This is Mrs. Holloway.

Um... Has there been any messages for me?

Did Mr. Holloway call?

What?

Nothing?

O kaY-

Thank you.

- Hi, Jennifer.

Diane said Pat was in here.

- Martin.

We didn't know
whether to expect you or not.

- What's that supposed to mean?

I told Pat that I'd be a little late.

- Pat's using the--

(music)

- Hey, I thought we agreed.

No more of that.

- Well, that was just a kiss goodbye.

Thanks for coming.

You're a wonderful man, Martin.

I hope Pat knows how lucky she is.

- Well thank you kindly, ma'am.

You're pretty special yourself.

- Pat's not feeling so good.

I think she needs you.

Goodbye, Martin.

- Goodbye, Jennifer.

I'm sure Foster will be here any minute.

- Don't hold your breath.

pat?

Did you fall in?

- Jennifer, look who I found.

- How you doing, kid?

You look great.
- What took you so long, you big ape?

- I have a big surprise for everybody here.

I've persuaded Nick to bring along
some cassettes of his own special films.

From what he tells me, I think
you'll all find them VERY interesting.

Right, Nick?
- He's into pornography?

- That's right, Jennifer.

I do dabble in er, the porn business.

It's one of the things Alex
and I used to argue about quite a bit.

That and other things.

- Why, Nicky, what other things?

- I think you'll find
this particular tape quite fascinating.

- They're fascinated already,
Nicky darling.

But just wait until they see Diane
with all those men.

I've got to go call
the hotel before I go crazy.

- Listen, listen. He'll be here, believe me.

- Shut up and watch the movie.

(music)

- Hello, this is Mrs. Ballard again.

Has Mr. Kanaka or Mr. Ballard
picked up any messages yet?

- I can't wait to see their faces.

- I can't wait to see their faces either.

When you show them that porn cassette
of Diane's, Nicky darling.

- Okay. As soon as they come in,
please give it to him.

Thank you.

(moaning)

- Stick your finger in.

- Yeah.
Oh that's good.

Oh, yes.

Oh, yeah.

(moaning)

- Oh, yes, baby, suck it.

(moaning)

- Cindy, you little witch,
you started without me.

That wasn't nice.
- That's right.

- Alex Booth?

- At least let me have
some of that nice hard--

- Oh, my God, it is Alex.

- Give me that beautiful cock.

Let me suck it.

(music)
(moaning)

- Oh, yeah.
- Cindy, darling, sit on him.

Let me help you put it in.
Yes, that's it.

Oh, doesn't it feel wonderful?

That nice, hard cock.

(moaning)

- Jesus, how could she do that?

- What do you think of
her taste now, honey?

- I thought you'd all find
this fascinating fun.

- I don't believe this.

- Well, you're looking at it.

(moaning)

- The queen snob herself,
a porno princess?

- That was a very cute double cross,
Nicky darling.

I forgot all about that old film I made
with you.

- I wish you could've been there to see it.

I would have given
anything to see your face.

- Oh, you just had to spoil my surprise.

- I think the word is revenge, Alex.

Besides, Cliff never got there
to see it anyway.

- How did you manage that?
- His client is a friend of mine,

but that's not important.

I didn't think you really wanted
to ruin Diane's life

or anyone else's.
- Oh? And what makes you think that?

- Because you didn't tell Foster
or Martin those juicy little secrets,

did you?
- Course not, silly.

I invited them to run away with me.

- Would you really have done that?

- Of course not.

I knew they wouldn't go,
but I'm not sure they knew

what they would be giving up
if I hadn't given them the choice.

- Talk about a double cross.

-(Alex laughs)

- Diane, where are you going?

- To the hotel. I can't wait any longer.

I have got to know one way or another.

- Maybe we should go with her.

- I want to see more
of Miss Alex on her back.

- Heh heh.. Will you shut up,
just for once?

- Make me.

- Suit yourself.

(Spanking Sound
-ow! )

Good night, everybody.

(laughter)

- Shall we?

- Patricia, darling, you're not leaving.

The party's just begun.

- Oh, well, uh, we've had quite enough
of your party for one clay.

Thanks.

Oh, and I won't be seeing you on Monday.

I quit.

- Patricia, love, you can't leave me
in the middle of a new campaign.

Got your promotion, you earned it.

- You're absolutely right.

I'll leave you something
to remember me by.

(groaning in pain)

Oh, and uh, tell
Mr. Booth good night for us.

- Aren't happy endings disgusting, Nicky?

- Oh, I don't know.

I kinda like it that way.

- Diane, we decided
we couldn't let you go without us.

- I wish you guys would let me go alone.
I'd like to do this by...

- Cliff!
- What's going on? ls the party over?

- Where have you been?

I have tried to call you all day
at the hotel.

- I wasn't at the hotel.
I was down at the sushi bar with Kanaka.

I got the contract signed.
(cheering)

(closing theme)

- Martin?
- Yeah?

- Jennifer, I thought I told you
not to do that.

Did You?