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You must be Nick.

Mr. Dinsmore?

This way.

I don't have a seat. My team will be down in a minute. Shortwell.

Martine.

My wife.

Myself, I'm a writer.

Hey, I didn't ask what you do for a living.

I mean, I prefer to know as little about the client as possible.

And why is that?

Because what I do is not about friendships or relationships.

I see you or your wife on the street.

I don't know you.

You don't know me.

Discretion, Mr. Dinsmore, is the key word.

What is called discretion in man is called cunning in animals.

Jean de la Fontaine.

And you would be a very interesting subject for a book.

You're even better looking than Suzanne Cabrat.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Do you mind?

Go right ahead.

It's a nice one.

Can you see it from there?

Yeah.

I can see it just fine from right here.

Are you sure?

Want to get a closer look?

No.

It's a nice large one.

I can see it just fine, lover, because it is a big one.

It's a real big one.

What would you do with it if you were here instead of me?

You know exactly what I would do.

I'd suck it.

Really?

Yeah.

I would take that great fucking cock.

Big fucking piece of meat and I would shove it right between my lips As far

down my throat as I could take it I Was

swallowed on down just sucking on all that pre

-cum All that pre -cum losing all my lips my tongue

Then what would you do?

Then I would have him bend me over right there on the stairs.

Yeah.

Have him spread my ass nice and wide.

Oh, spread my ass all good.

Have him shove that hard cock right inside there as deep as he could do it.

No lube, no lube.

Just spit and sweat.

Hey, I don't know what Suzanne told you, but I don't play like that.

No one's asking you to, lover.

Just relax and let me suck you.

Oh, God.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yes.

Yeah.

Yes,

that's it. That's it. I'm looking good.

Oh, yeah.

How are you?

What the hell?

Beats working for a living.

I cater to people's pleasures.

Some normal.

Some, like Ben and Martine, not so normal.

Some are fucking twisted.

We're an elite group.

Part of the sexual underground.

Filling the emptiness in people's lives.

A service that's always in demand.

The key to this business is to be dispassionate.

Don't get too close.

don't get involved don't let them get to you

It's perfect.

Do you want to take a bath?

Thank you.

Thank you.

oh oh

Thank you.

um um

You think we could make a personal arrangement with you from now on?

No.

Nick wouldn't allow it.

Besides, it's unethical.

Unethical?

Fuck, in your line of work?

You don't want to talk, you little bitch. Now listen to me.

If Nick even knew what you were thinking, he'd cut both of you off so

you'd be cruising Santa Monica Boulevard for little faggots.

I'm sorry. You don't want that, do you?

Do you?

Your time's up. Give me the money.

Just remember one thing.

One word from me to Nick.

And both of you are cut off from anybody in this city.

Do you understand?

And you don't want to be trawling the streets in bars.

That dude is expensive this day and age.

You're hurting me.

Yeah, so what?

Just remember, same time next week. And you know what?

Both of you.

Just want to seem a little more creative.

We move in powerful circles.

But we wield a certain power of our own.

We know their secrets, their fantasies, their perversions.

And they don't know ours.

The book I could write.

Go.

All right.

I'm getting sick of the two men.

Can you give me something better?

Maybe some bras on an ocean cruise or something like that?

Paul, you know as well as I, it's not the right season.

I mean, Con's three months away.

Well, actually, maybe I can help you. Let me see.

Nancy is going on a cruise to the Bahamas.

Nancy.

Oh, yeah, yeah, that 30 -year -old divorced Pete.

All those fucking women, man.

They've married some poor, rich bastard.

Fuck him for six months, then divorce him and set for life.

You know what? I'm so sick of those fucking whores.

I can't stand them.

That ain't the pot calling the kettle black.

Listen, they take their ill -gotten gains and they spend them on our

You shouldn't complain so much.

I mean, I could set you up on a date with Dolores.

Thanks for your help. You're a sick motherfucker.

Hello, pal.

Fuck you.

Hey, she thinks you're the greatest.

She calls you fast Paul.

Fast and hard Paul. She says nobody fucks her better, deeper, faster than

That's what she claims.

I bet you right now, she's sitting at home with one hand in her crotch

about your dick.

Good. But, uh, it's something a little more serious than I even talked to you

about.

Shoot. Well, be careful.

It's very important.

Word has been out on the street that the cops are a little hot.

We're not politically correct.

And a little heat might be coming my way. So I might need you to run things

me.

You know what?

This is not only a funny joke.

It's not funny to me.

No, it's not a joke. Listen.

It's my lawyer's card.

He has everything you need to run the business and the bar while I'm gone.

Where are you going?

Where are you going?

I don't know. That remains to be seen.

I gotta go. That means Derek will call a double team.

Alright, man.

Have a good night.

Yo, Rio.

I don't know about this.

Just relax.

If you wanted something dangerous, daring, different.

The two of you?

Just relax and enjoy it.

But I've never done, you know.

But both of you at the same time?

Oh, what do you have?

Oh.

Nothing for her.

uh um

Was that terrible?

Thank you.

Oh, yeah.

um um

Wow.

Oh Oh

Yeah.

Mmm.

Mm.

mm -hmm

You want two cups at one time, baby?

Mm -hmm. Huh?

Mm -hmm.

Want me to put some on your ass?

Yeah. Oh, okay.

Hey, Paul. How you doing?

Good.

Really?

Yeah, man. I would have liked to have been there to see that.

Yeah.

No problem.

Yeah, I can have a woman there next time.

No, you're free until midnight.

Let me check for you.

Oh, yeah.

That's Marissa. You know, in the marina.

Yeah, you know he's gonna have a woman with her so make sure the amounts right

good Put Derek on phone

Yeah, uh... Um, 1 .30.

Dinner at Barbara.

The, uh, Sea Wind Hotel, room 312.

No, don't worry about it, man. You've got plenty of time.

Just, um, call me in the morning, okay?

Bye.

I think that's great.

Yeah, and...

You know, it'll help pay the bills.

You'll be able to do your thing.

We can pay our expenses and pay for acting classes for you.

And upstairs is an apartment.

I don't know what to say.

That's a dream. That's all a dream.

So you like it? I mean, you really like it? Oh, my God, yes.

We're going to do it all on our own.

I know it.

That's excellent, because I wasn't sure how you'd react.

You're too good to me. I don't deserve you.

What are you doing, Allison?

Trying to tempt you, you silly.

Here?

Yeah, why not?

Can you think of a better way to cushion this place and start our future?

No, actually.

Oh man.

Yes. Yes.

So, how have you been, Nick?

I'm fine, Allison.

Have a tea.

You look good.

You know, I try to stay in shape.

Oh, yeah?

I remember.

So what brings you in here?

Well, I heard it was an happening place, so rich and famous and... I figure,

what the hell?

I'm glad you worked out for me.

Well, you've done pretty good yourself, you know.

Guess so.

Guess so?

Let me see. The last three films you were in all grossed over $100 million.

You won at Cannes. You're producing your own films.

You've been nominated for an Academy Award.

I think you've done pretty damn good for a girl who only spoke a little bit of

English when you met her.

Yeah, I've got equal.

I'm just... Sorry, I shouldn't have done this.

What? I wish... I just wish things had turned out different, better.

It's unique.

Guys, I need to go check the receipts. I'll be back.

What's up, Rio?

So this

is where you've landed.

Hay leaf.

If you're going to kill me, let's do it outside.

I'd hate to leave a mess on the carpet.

I'm way past that.

Up until now, you didn't even exist to me.

You know, I didn't appreciate you leaving me in Mexico to face the

alone.

Hey, I wasn't the one that took a troop load of Torek down there on a boat and

then tried to escort dope for him. I was a hired hand. I was hired to escort the

whole thing.

No, and you weren't about to spend even one day in jail, were you?

So you hopped on the first flight out of there and left me.

Hey, it was the wise thing to do. And besides, I wasn't the only one.

None of them were with me.

You should have stayed and helped me.

Let me explain something to you. You're my client.

You know what that means?

Nothing besides work.

No relationship.

No responsibility.

Do you have any idea what they put me through? What I had to do to bargain for

my freedom?

No, I don't.

But knowing you, I'd imagine it fell into your idea of kicks.

You bastard!

Don't ever try to blame me, because you bring the shit down on yourself, and you

always try to blame someone else.

You're hurting me.

Oh, really?

I thought that's what you liked.

Pain and pleasure, huh?

Fuck. You're too much of a freak, even for me.

You fucking bastard.

I just want you to know, I came here to tell you that I'm going to bring you and

your little empire down.

When they find out who you really are.

What? What?

You're going to fuck with me?

You know, I can play the same fucking games as you. And I have just as many

connections, if not more.

And I have something better. You see, I have times.

I have dates, places, photos, videos.

You know, all those little things that made our relationship so special.

And I'll put a spin on this and it'll make you look like the deviant fucking

bitch of Beverly fucking Hills.

So, you go ahead.

You play your little game.

But you be prepared for the backlash.

Don't you ever, ever threaten me!

You're not even good enough to play in my fucking ballpark, bitch!

You can't treat me like this.

Oh, this is rich.

What are you gonna do?

You're going to shoot me?

Go on. Do it.

Yeah. You know, if you did, as soon as the tabloids got a hold of it, that

be great.

Let's see.

Rich Beverly Hill, Divorce Bay.

Murdered prominent nightclub owner.

That would look real good. And then, when they dig into my past, and they

out about you and all your friends, and how many times they called my service.

It'll keep an army of divorce lawyers busy for years.

And then the cops.

I mean, they're going to interview a whole bunch of people, including my

And you know what? I think they'll know where to look.

So you go ahead.

Make your move.

What do you want us to do with you, Nick?

Let her get herself together and take the bitch home.

That's it?

Yeah, that's it.

She can't hear us.

She doesn't have it in her.

Maybe she should have it.

um um

Big, good little horn.

Look at it.

How you doing, Rio? How you doing, man?

You see my organizer anywhere?

No, sir.

Nick Hartman?

Yeah. Lieutenant Trent.

We have something to talk about.

Hey, call my lawyer, okay?

Yeah.

Agendas.

Image and presentation.

Whoever did the presentation on this one created one hell of an image.

Even if I get off, everything's gone.

The club, the clients, the money, Allison.

Funny thinking of her at a time like this.

The one good thing I really had, I walked away from because I was jealous

career.

I didn't know how to be supportive of her success.

Now... I just have to take my chances.

And I hear the tabloids are having a field day with this one.

Hollywood wives running in panic.

I should be so lucky.