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Most people never know whether they're loved.

While I was on stage, as short as that lasted,

I was sure I was.

I wanted to be loved. Having style was my life.

I loved fashion, the runways,

being photographed, being seen in cool bars.

How did I end up here? It goes back to my childhood.

I guess it's my mother's fault.

Get up!

- You scared me! - Why are you in bed?

You knew I'd be late so you took advantage.

When did you get in?

I dunno. Sophie and I had homework.

We finished late.

This is your homework?

I said, stay out of bars.

- Yes, Dad. - Get up.

Yes, Dad!

I thought we had a deal.

You go to college, I pay. Get it?

No, Dad!

I just slept in, that's all.

Jonathan's here, you must act responsibly.

He's at the same school. You keep an eye on him.

- Right. He's here. - Your cousin's not a bad kid.

H is mother can't handle him. We're his family now.

Set an example. How can he study seriously if you don't?

- Nothing left in the car? - No.

Show him his room.

- H i. - Hello.

- How are you? - Fine.

Come on.

- How's it going? - Fine. Mom's nuts again.

Yeah. Whole family of nutcases.

- She always freaks. - What's wlth her?

Frustratlon I She hasn't had sex for 3 yearsl

Tough on you. I know how you feel...

Aren't you chic. You always dress like that?

Where are we going?

You're going to school.

You do what daddy says. N ice.

- Don't fuck with me. - I'm not...

I never had a dad. Mom says that's my problem.

Well, gotta go now.

- You're not coming? - I have a meeting.

Super important.

Your dad know you skip off?

No, he doesn't.

I haven't gone for 2 weeks.

So what do you do?

Never mind.

It's personal.

I could go with you and see the town.

And school?

Doesn't make much difference at this point.

I wanna know what you're hiding from your dad.

I bet he'd like to know too.

Is this blackmail?

No.

You wanna see? I'll show you.

What're we doing here?

Will it be long?

What a babe.

I wouldn't hurt her.

Watch you're mouth. She's my girlfriend.

- Sophie?! - Yes.

I didn't even recognize her! Sorry... She's so different!

- Guess you're not lonely... - No.

It's your turn.

Wait here, I won't be long.

Try the black zippered vest.

Put it on and zip it a bit.

And then turn around.

There. No, open it.

Have you been doing this long?

That's it. Perfect.

Show me a happy face.

Sad.

Sadder.

How old are you?

- N ineteen. - 19!

You're in great shape!

I've worked out since 16.

You need confidence for this - you have to walk decisively,

or like a boxer in the ring. Down the runway, turn, back.

- You're performing. - Show me!

H i!

- You look good. - Hey, Danny!

- Jeff! - How are you?

Are these yours?

Let me see.

What's wrong?

What's wrong with Karine?

I dunno. She's pretty secretive.

Probably some affair with a fuck-up.

It's not the first time.

Who is she?

She works freelance here, just to make a living.

A real photographer. Even though she's never had a show.

She's been shooting punks and street kids since I've known her.

- She's an artist. - We all want to be.

That's me?! Christ!

- What's the matter? - You want a new look or not?

I can't go home like this! No one will recognize me.

Exactly! You're different! Now, I'll take care of you.

I'll show you style. You'll see.

Fork in your left, knife in your right.

- But I'm right-handed! - Doesn't matter.

Put the knife down, trade hands with the fork and eat.

Really dumb.

Don't eat so fast, you're sweating.

You're a pig.

Mom always tells me I eat too fast.

You better shape up if you want girls.

Dad, you're early!

What's this?

Well?

Where are the car keys?

- How will I get to school? - You think I'm stupid?

You haven't been in weeks, I checked. Weeks of lying!

And him?

- I'm here. Ask me- - Shut up.

Give me my card too.

No Jeep, no credit card. I'll look like a loser.

You're grounded anyway. Back to school, that's it.

And any more of this, and you're kicked out!

Why? Afraid they'll think I'm a fag like you?

Stop!

All right?

Are you O K?

We're outta here.

Wait!

You can stay all week. My mother won't be back before Sunday.

Jon can take my brother's room.

Cool I

This'll relax us.

I never told anyone.

I n Grade 1, my father complained 'cause the kids called me a fag:

"Like father, like fag."

I dunno how they knew. Probably from their parents.

The fucking principal reported I lived with Dad and his lover.

Like they'd molest me because they were gay.

I couldn't go back to school. Everyone knew.

We had to move.

For appearances, he asked his lover to move out.

Then they broke up.

Since then, he's gone more macho than macho.

Won't even touch me or put his arm around my shoulders.

Except when he goes nuts and beats me up.

Maybe he thinks it's contagious.

It's not. You're seeing Sophie. Anyway, I'd know.

I can always spot fags.

You'd be a hit on TV. Everyone would pity you.

Tastes like chlorine.

Stop, let me go!

Sophie?!

Why're you so upset?

You never told me this.

Well...

it's hard...

But I do love you.

Proof: My father wants me out of modeling.

I defied him by seeing you.

You don't love me. I could be any model.

You don't even know me.

You used me for your career.

You're crazy.

Hello, I'm not here. I'm In the stars.

Leave me an Intergalactlc message.

Hello, where are you?

See you tonight? Call me.

- Hello, I'm not here. I'm In the stars...

- Sophie? Where are you? - I n a restaurant.

- Can I meet you? - No, I'm with girlfriends.

Is Jon with you?

Why would he be?

I called you all day. Where were you?

Don't call and question me. It's like being watched.

I want to discuss what happened.

Did something happen?

Yes! You know...

You're so complicated. I need simple, authentic

things in my life. It would do me good.

What're you talking about?

- Not now. Bye. - Wait!

Open the door!

Hey, I just wanna talk to you!

Can't tell me directly to get lost?

Whadya want?

She doesn't want to see you.

Christ!

You better go.

H i.

Sorry to just show up, I wanted to see you.

- I'll come back. - No, stay.

Is this the guy at the door?

Your boyfriend?

I don't know if it was love...

...Whether marginals attract me as an artist or as a lover.

What do you mean?

I wanted to show how they refuse to bend to social rules.

If I do a show,

their pictures will be seen but I'll get the attention.

And I'll make money.

You're hard on yourself. You like them, you shoot them,

You sell the photographs to live. Where's the problem?

Everything gets co-opted.

Even my work looks like advertising.

It's amazing! You respect your subjects.

It shows.

You don't know me.

Ever considered me as a model?

My book would improve.

I want more.

Expose who I am. Bare myself, like in your pictures.

What do you want to show, your body or yourself?

I dunno. Is there a difference?

You dismiss me,

just because I want to model?

I gotta be a loser too to get your attention?

Why are you here?

My father.

He threw me out.

And Sophie thinks I see her just for my career,

or to prove I'm straight;

that I don't love her.

Is she right?

- Exciting but nerve-wracking! - Don't worry, it'll go fine.

- What are we doing? - Wait.

I'll get the coordinator.

Come, dear, let me introduce you.

Hey, Jeff. Nervous?

- The whole thing's fixed. - Come on. That's rumours.

Jon fucks the designer. Who do you think'll win?

Good evenlng. Thanks for your patlence.

Welcome to Baba Mode.

Tonlght, we select who shall represent

the flrst llne of men's wear by Barbara.

J udges wlll select from flnallsts

the one who best personlfles Baba's rebelllous splrlt.

We welcome you warmly

and we'd llke to mentlon some of our sponsors. ;

the male cosmetlcs llne, Man Plus.

Then,

DS Fashlon and Beauty Magazlne.

J ust a few more moments.

You're tense.

Normal. It's your first show.

Here.

Have some. It'll relax you.

Listen, Sophie talked me into this.

She suddenly likes me, I don't know why.

Doesn't bother me.

I thought it'd be easy.

I'm freaking. I've never done this.

I doubt I can walk straight.

Look! We look almost the same now.

I really gotta thank you. What you did for me is great.

I wouldn't be here without you.

You're like a brother to me.

I wanted you to realize your potential.

If you win because the designer likes you, then I succeeded.

May the best man win.

I've never felt so good!

Stop!

I feel liberated!

And you!...

I love you!

I never told you because...

I never knew before!

You're high.

Yeah.

A little Ecstasy.

Almost none.

I can control myself. U nlike my mother. She couldn't.

It killed her.

Or maybe it was sadness over my father.

Or maybe she would've been unhappy anyway.

Sorry, I didn't know.

It's nothing. I barely remember her.

Stop it.

Now I realize... I always loved you.

Since I first saw you.

And you?

Do you love me?

Control yourself!

Hey!

- I'm on in 2 minutes! - It's only water!

I'll get a cloth.

Are you sick?

Jon, what's wrong? Someone help me!

I'm O K, I'm fine.

Come on, Jon, wake up!

Look at me!

Wake up!

Wanna eat?

- Where am I? - My place.

What time is it?

Late afternoon. You slept 12 hours.

Who are you?

My name's Gregory but I'm called Greg. My stage name.

I told you 10 times. We ran into each other last night. Remember?

How do you know my name?

You're out of it.

You spent the night here. Told me your life's story.

Don't you remember? If that was Ecstasy you took,

it was bad shit.

This, I remember.

My dad. That's it for him.

What?

I know who you are. It's coming back to me.

You're Karine's ex? Am I wrong?

- You were at her place- - Don't mention that.

What do you do for a living? Cowboy?

Yeah. I n a way.

I'm a stripper.

Got a name?

Local News.

A contest organlzed by deslgner,

Barbara of Baba Mode,

was held to select a rep for her 1 st men's wear llne.

The event turned out

dlfferently than expected.

See you.

A young model fell Into a coma

after a drug overdose backstage durlng the show.

Hls condltlon Is stable but serlous.

The event has stlrred controversy.

Here are the comments...

Let's have a hand for Jlmmy. And now, here's Alex...

Stripping's like modeling.

Did Karine mind you dancing for men?

Did she know?

I don't wanna talk about her.

Okay. Don't get mad.

Where'd you meet her?

On a satin-covered bed.

Get serious.

Really. On a heart-shaped bed.

Where, in a sleazy motel?

You can hang out here, but if you hit my stuff,

you pay for it.

Now, gentlemen, another of our Tuesday try-outs and a good one.

Here he Is, for the 1 st tlme on stage,

Danlel I Let's glve hlm a round of applause.

What a body, a real hunk of man.

Walt 'tll you see the rest. You won't be dlsappolnted.

I want to see you to talk to you.

I want to know what happened.

I know you dldn't want-

You just wanted hlm out.

What's with these buttons?

What?

Hey, watch out!

N ice little spot here, eh?

- Eh, Greg? - Yeah.

It's good to get out of there. I spend my life in that club.

You been working long?

I wanted to go to college.

I realized stripping paid more than the job I would've got.

So I quit.

What did you study?

Phys. Ed.

I wanted to teach.

Are you through yapping?

Can't we have a nice chat between friends?

Keep going,

we're talking man-to-man.

I can't stand comedians.

Don't ever do that!

Stop! My car!

Stop!

- Is he nuts? - He's sick!

I surrender!

What's up?

Are you flipping?

Shut up.

- I thought we were friends. - I got no friends.

- You're like a brother. - Brother!

My brother always beat the shit out of me.

With fists, feet, belt. Constantly! A real psychopath!

When I was a teenager,

he caught me hooking for coke.

He got his gang and beat the john.

Then he told my whole family. The whole town!

He humiliated me every chance he got!

I finally had enough. I got my gun and shot him.

Did he die?

He survived. He's fine.

Karine called your cell.

You didn't tell me?

- I just hung up on her. - You had no business!

Forget her.

She gets off on you a while. Shoots you constantly.

I n the street, the shower, in bed.

Then drops you.

If you're not careful,

it'll happen to you.

Anyway, she's too good for guys like us.

Yeah. She's not so pure.

She wanted to know about something you did. What'd you do?

Kill someone?

No.

Almost.

My cousin.

I n a modeling contest. I wanted to win.

I was obsessed.

With fame.

I stay away from it now.

But it's hard.

It's in my blood. It runs in the family.

Don't be like your family. Look at me.

I'm not violent. Not really.

And now,

the show you've all been waltlng for. Glve them a hand.

The gorgeous Danlel, a house favorlte, Bruno,

and the fabulous Greg.

That was Danlel I

A vallable for table danclng at $6,

or In our prlvate room for only $ 10.

And Brunol

Let's really hear lt.

A warm hand

for Greg, who choreographed the whole act.

The guys worked very hard.

Bravo, Greg I

- Help me. - What is it?

See that guy with the blue shirt?

Can you have him thrown out?

Are you nuts? That guy's got cash.

I'll check him out.

And now, tlme for the subllme Antolne.

Flrst, he'll dance to a song that swings.

Then he'll be back, oozlng wlth sensuallty.

Remember, Ladles' Nlght Is back, every Sunday.

He just wants to buy a dancer.

Okay, I'm taking a break.

Don't you get it? He wants you. He must be in love.

Here, the customer chooses. Not you.

He wants it?

He'll get it.

Don't forget, we have 20 dancers avallable for you. Don't be shy.

What's your game?

Jon was released 2 weeks ago.

Did you know?

N ice shape, but I had a better ass at your age.

You're teaching me a lesson?

I was scared you'd meet your mother's fate.

I didn't want you to model and O. D. Like she did.

She was wild too, but she had ambition.

Come on.

Why put her on a pedestal?

You don't get it. Her jet-set lifestyle was just was a bluff.

Mom died for fear of herself.

That's why she was with you.

To avoid reality.

What about you?

It's time you knew some things about her.

She wasn't unhappy. We both had reasons for being together:

We loved each other.

We both had lovers, it made no difference.

She loved life.

You never loved me.

Where'd you get that?

You never touched me,

hugged me, comforted me

as a kid.

Sorry, sir. Touching costs more.

I spent years trying to be normal and raise you well.

And look!

I've been alone for 15 years.

That's over.

From now on, I put myself first.

That's your sugar daddy?

You're late.

We were going to the pool.

I've been back for an hour.

You slept elsewhere? Where?

You really wanna know?

You were with my last customer.

I went with him.

Great guy,

your dad.

Stop!

I like that music.

I got a job tonight. A porn shoot.

But I can't go.

Why?

You're sick?

You eat like a damn pig!

It pays well.

But I don't care any more.

I'm going back to school.

Stop sniffing my stuff, you already owe me!

Stop.

I said no!

Fucking spoiled brat. J ust can't stop. I'll teach you a lesson!

You'll break my arm!

Sorry, man.

I didn't mean it.

I didn't mean...

to get violent.

Listen, let's make a deal.

You do the porno for me and I'll cancel your coke debt.

It's good experience.

You never know who you'll meet.

Well?

How 'bout it?

Hey!

So here's the story:

We're shooting Charlene's Fantasy, about a girl

who dreams of getting a football star, you.

Her dream includes her girlfriend there.

At one point, the girls get a little jealous, not much.

Charlene?

Take care of him, it's his first time.

Hold on 'til we're ready!

Yeah, sorry.

Sorry I'm late.

Now we can start.

Relax, I'll take care of you.

N ice body. What's your name?

- Danny. - Charlene. Pleased to meet you.

Why's she here?

For the magazines.

Ready to shoot?

Come here, babe.

It's gotta be really hot.

I n 3, 2, 1. Action!

Bra off. Go for it.

I nto the camera. Hotter.

Hotter! I'm getting bored.

There's a slight hitch.

Keep going.

Francine, go for him.

Go down on him.

More action, girls.

Look at me!

You're up already?

Go to sleep.

I dreamt we walked down a red carpet.

Cameras were flashing.

Everyone was watching us.

We were happy.

Gone to prlnt your plctures.

Thls tlme, I'll show them to the world.

But that's not lmportant.

I want to carry It through, get to know you.

Come for me.

I'm waltlng.

See that guy? He's the fag who put me in a coma.

- With the tuque? - Yeah. Get him.

I love you.

- What was that? - Nothing.

Are you that faggot?

Yeah...

I n another life.

Hey guys, here's a faggot!

You stabbed him? Let's get outta here!

... We have a man down...

Lift on 3 - 1, 2, 3.

- Where are you taking him? - Sacred Heart.

Most people never know whether they're loved.

When I was on stage as short as it lasted,

I sure knew I was.

It's okay. Life brings you back down to earth.

I wanted to be loved and I found love with Karine.

That's why I'm not scared. Nothing can hurt me anymore.

I hope they can fix me up. I could start all over.