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Oh, baby.

That's good.

Oh, wow.

Oh, baby.

I'll take it all the way in.

Oh, you suck a good cock.

Yeah.

Remind me to buy you that horse.

Don't bite. Don't bite.

All right.

I can feel your cock inside of me.

You're so good.

You're so good.

Hello, Janet.

Peggy, good Lord, what happened to you? Come in.

Couldn't stand it any longer.

I just had to get out of the whole mess.

Could you put me up for a while? Of course.

I'm sorry to bother you so late.

Oh, that's nothing around here.

I know it's none of my business, but...

I thought you and Jim were getting along just fine.

And the kids?

You'll never know.

I was so nervous I thought I was going out of my mind. I just had to get out of

the house.

Tell me what happened.

I left Jim and the kids.

It's hard for me to realize that things are real any longer.

It's even hard for me to realize that we were once actually happy.

To our marriage Long life

Much happiness

I love you

Don't be so impatient.

We've got the rest of our lives.

I'm going to preserve the flower.

Bright has to prepare herself.

I won't be long.

Thank you.

Oh!

Thank you.

Oh, God.

You look a million miles off.

Not miles, years.

Relax.

Have some more coffee.

Everything's going to work out just fine.

I wonder how the kids are.

Don't worry.

After four years, Jim can take care of the kids okay.

At least you went out to propagate the race.

We used to like our sex.

For years, you must have liked something about the bedroom.

Who the hell ever said this was America's playground?

I don't want any more kids, Jim.

Oh, Christ.

The rate we're going, you won't have much to worry about on that score.

Damn it, now I've got to drive to work in the rain tomorrow.

Probably only a summer storm.

Well, summer storms have been known to last for days.

You know what my trouble is?

Say it like it is. Our trouble.

Okay, our trouble then.

Yeah, I know what it is. We've had it.

Simply as that, we've had it.

We've become old hat, haven't we?

We're doing the same old thing over and over again in the same old way.

You know, when I was in college, the guys used to talk about how much fun it

to make love in the rain or in a shower or in a bathtub.

It's raining.

That's right, it's raining.

And it's summer.

And it's warm.

And the kids are sound asleep.

Come on, let's go out.

Oh, my God!

Number three!

Men. They can be the most disgusting creatures the Creator ever put on this

crazy, mixed -up planet.

Do you hate men?

Not really.

I suppose they're a necessary evil.

I guess we need them to live.

I guess we need them for sex.

Well, most of us, anyway.

So, you really can't put men down altogether.

Most of us really do need them for our own satisfactions.

After all, someone has to go out and pay the bills so we stay home and take care

of the house and the brats.

do that for?

Because it's just not there anymore.

There was a time when it meant everything to you.

There was a time when you didn't look like this.

There was a time when this house was spotless.

And there was a time before all these goddamn bills and those brats are

me up the walls.

How can you say that?

You've got two lovely kids and I'm third on the way.

Yeah, I should have my head examined.

Now we got more bills.

Now come the hospital bills.

No matter how much overtime I put in, there's never enough.

Well, it was your cock that got us into this situation.

You had your fun. Expect to pay for it.

We lost the baby.

Let's concentrate on setting him up.

That goddamn bastard.

You should have walked out on him.

Believe me, Janet, I wanted to.

But he felt so sorry for what he'd done.

And he was under a lot of pressure from the office.

And home, I suppose.

Things were never the same since then, though.

We really tried.

Boy, did we try.

What the hell has happened to us?

Ever since we lost a baby, we... I really don't know.

But there's got to be more to life than kids.

Dirty diapers, washing dishes, making beds, kitchens.

There's one thing we haven't tried.

What's that?

Well, there's this fellow at the office, Clyde Allen.

He and his wife were having some problems, so they joined his wife's

club.

Well, at least he says it saved their marriage.

Now, look.

I am so sick and tired of these self -styled experts.

We've been to marriage counselors, psychologists, sexologists.

What makes you think that a wife -swapping group is going to change all

I'm afraid.

Of what?

Being a woman?

Jim.

I feel like I'm dead without being buried.

Honey, look, we've tried everything else.

Now, I know you don't want to have any more kids, but our sex life is going

nowhere. So is our marriage.

Will you try it for me?

This is the wife -swapping thing I mean.

Thank you.

Thank you.

oh oh

um um

When I started on this, I thought it was to save a marriage.

Now, what's a marriage?

I'm starting to enjoy life.

I've come back to life.

um um

Thank you.

. .

.

Thank you.

um um

Thank you.

Thank you.

Boy, you know, that sounds like a real ball.

You know, you should consider yourself lucky to have had such an experience.

That sounds like a real ball.

But I didn't want it to be.

Of course not.

But if you're not getting it home, well, you've got to look somewhere else.

I know what I did, and I didn't like it.

Not that.

Who said you did?

Women with women, I mean.

Well, you either accept it or you reject it. You know what we've all said.

You've got to do your own thing.

Yeah, but you think times have changed through the years.

Right.

If we dig our claws into male hides, something's got to give.

Let me tell you one thing.

If we put chastity belts on under our panties and threw away the key, you can

damn well be sure that every male in the world would be at our feet, begging us

to let him out of the toilet.

Men, they think they're the tough ones, but you just leave them alone for a few

nights and see how tough they really are.

We've got to grab hold of the horse by the tail and ride with him, or at least

try to tame him.

And you know who I'm talking about.

The male of the species.

You really think that way?

Put women onto things and there wouldn't be any more wars.

Maybe you're right.

Sorry.

Sorry? Why?

Our movement says you should never be sorry about anything you really feel or

anything you really want to say.

The hell did you do that for?

I've gotten so that every time you touch me, it makes me sick.

You're impossible.

You're the one that's impossible.

You've got no sex in.

At least not for me.

I turn my head for one minute and you're bawling every creep that comes around.

Hey, and don't think I haven't found out about you and those girls, too.

Yeah, that's right. I know all about it, you little bitch.

That's our problem.

You can't make it with men anymore.

It's the broads you want to shack up with.

That's it. Now I know the real reason.

There was a time when I thought you were a very intelligent man.

But I'm beginning to doubt that very seriously.

You don't know the reasons. You know you know me.

I came here with the clothes on my back and a heart that was full of love.

I got married and we were practically kids.

They got me knocked up.

Trapped me about good.

I even lost a baby for you.

I forgave you.

What have we done all these years?

You never take me anywhere. We never go to a show or a restaurant.

Not a time we went anywhere together.

It was on your birthday.

What a farce that was.

Well, you want to know why?

Because all you think about is money and what money can do.

All your goddamn restaurants and your nightclubs and your shows and all that

bullshit. You're the most selfish woman I have ever known.

All you think about is yourself and money.

You don't understand me at all.

Once I told her I was living dead.

I want to be alive. I want to live.

You want to be alive, huh?

How the hell do you think I feel? I work day and night. I do everything. I give

everything to you and the kids.

I'm up to my ass in mortgages for this goddamn house that I bought for you. I'm

up to my ass in doctor bills and dentist bills.

You know what? I can't even afford to buy a decent lunch at the office

cafeteria, and I'm supposed to be an executive.

How the hell do you think that makes me feel, huh?

All you think about is money, all that goddamn money.

What the hell do I get in return for it, huh?

I can't even make love to my own wife.

Of course, everybody else in town can, including the broads.

That gym?

You'll never know.

You can have all your money.

Your house.

Your kids.

You can eat filet mignon with your big executives.

I dropped into your life.

And now I'm dropping out.

So, I came here.

I had no place else to go.

You know you've always been welcome here.

I know.

It was bound to happen, wasn't it?

I don't want to be considered a dropout.

Of course not.

It just takes some people longer to realize what the score is.

You did the right thing.

There are too many others fishing the sea.

You get all hung up on one guy.

and your life is over before you know what's happened to you.

I can understand everything, except why it took you so long to leave.

Who knows?

I guess it's the old thing called the rut.

Probably the kids.

You'll take care of them.

Well, it's not that I hate my kids.

Of course not.

It's just that I'm so young.

Wait till you're older.

The future.

That's what I'm afraid of.

The future, the past. Haven't you ever heard? There's no such thing as the

future.

The only thing you have to remember is that there's only the present.

Come on.

Let's start living again.

I sure do appreciate Janet's choice of a date for me.

Oh, and you're a delight to be with.

Do you always say just the right thing?

Well... It comes natural, I guess.

I'm having such a lovely time.

You know, it's been a long time since I've been in a place like this.

Let's have another cocktail.

Looks like closing time.

Tell you what, why don't we go up to my place and have a nightcap or two?

Again?

Well, I hate to see such a lovely evening end.

But I would like another cocktail or two.

Yeah, I'm game.

It feels so good.

Get a bit deeper.

Oh, yeah.

Go on.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah. Does it feel good? Oh, baby, God, yes.

You like it?

Oh, what a blessing.

God, I'd love to be a doctor.

Go on, push it in deeper. Go on.

Easy, wait. Easy.

I like it slow at first.

Yeah, yeah.

Deeper, go on.

I love to be fucked like this.

Do you feel good?

Do you like it?

I can

feel something.

Go on.

Go faster.

Good.

Now I feel like I'm really living.

I'm very fond of you, Ralph.

You're a hard one, that's for sure.

It's been a long time.

You don't know how long.

May I have my drink, please?

She's lovely.

Your sister.

Oh no, that's Mary.

We're engaged.

She's flying out here next week.

We're gonna be married.

Well, win one, lose one. Like I said before, there's plenty of fish in the

Yeah, but you didn't tell me this one was practically in the net.

I honestly didn't know.

Oh, that's all right. I had a great time.

It was marvelous to get out.

But boy, did I get high.

You like getting high, huh? Oh, it was gorgeous.

Well, then I have the high flyer I think you'd like.

I really enjoy these two -day layovers.

I enjoy a drink, too. But I can't drink the night before a flight.

Are you really a high flyer?

Are you kidding me?

I'm the original jet set pilot.

My jet goes 750 miles an hour.

My jet goes higher and higher and higher.

And higher.

And higher.

I've heard about the jet set, but I never thought I'd be part of it.

Hey, I'm beginning to like you, Captain Rogers.

I'm beginning to like flying high with you.

I'm Peggy. Fly me.

Well, fly the friendly skies with Captain Rogers.

Looks like you've got a goodie there.

Are you kidding?

She's out of sight, man. Come on.

Come on.

She looks fantastic.

She is fantastic, man. Really.

Double your pleasure, double your fun.

Try it. You'll like it.

Let me feel those lips.

Ugh.

What is all this high living, high flying getting you?

You've aged ten years and a month.

I really miss the kids.

The kids.

I wonder how they are.

Jim? Is that you, Jim?

What the hell do you want, Peggy?

I miss the children so much.

Can I talk to them, please?

You should have thought about that before you left this house.

I told the children your aunt Ruth got sick and you've gone away to take care

her. Now, frankly, Peggy, I don't think you should see them anymore.

You are a bitch and an unfit mother.

You wanted to drop out. Now stay out.

How dare you talk to me like that?

You goddamn bastard.

Now you get this straight. And I mean get it damn straight.

I'm filing for divorce and custody of the children.

You'll go out of your skull if you don't. You've made your move. Now don't

back on your own decision.

It just can't be done.

What am I going to do?

Get out of those sloppy clothes. Calm your hair. Put on some makeup.

Let's go out with the living and have a ball.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

You like him?

Oh, I want the other one. Okay.

That's all, folks.

Place is closing.

Motel time.

Oh, so sad.

Somebody else makes the laws, honey. And it sure as hell isn't me.

Well,

I'd play for you any time, Janet.

Especially during motel time.

We're being propositioned. We're being propositioned.

Let's go.

I hate to see it end so soon.

It doesn't have to end.

It doesn't have to end, not just yet.

My only problem is I can't make up my mind which one of you I want.

I'll make it up for you.

I'll take the key.

Thank you.

Come on, give it to me.

Give

me

a cup, baby.

Come on.

You like it? Yeah?

Yes. Do you want some more?

I'm trying.

Get down on your knees. Come on.

I still got one good shot left.

Oh, you're fantastic.

Nice.

Take

it deeper.

Swallow it.

Surprise!

Oh!

Hmm.

It's just not working, sweetheart. We're going to have to try something else.

Like what?

Like why don't you and Janet make it together?

You know what they say, the tongue is mightier than the sword.

Besides, it'll damn well turn the both of us on.

But she's my best friend.

Maybe I've always wanted to make it with my best friend.

I had the right idea huh?

What are you getting so uptight about? Just another little

pushover. Pushover or no pushover?

I don't make it with girls.

Okay, get lost.

Tramps like you are a dime a dozen.

Some swinger, huh?

Some. Yeah, well,

at least we're not.

I wonder what my two little darlings are doing right now.

I left them.

And for what?

To be free?

To live?

To really live, I thought.

Oh, what a joke.

They're what's real.

Maybe, maybe I can go back.

They've got to take me back.

We'll make it work this time.

I just know we will.