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We are pretending like this is one of the hundreds of movies we must have seen

together.

We'll walk now, for blocks, and talk about everything except what we're

thinking.

That this is our last night together.

We'll stop for a sandwich.

And coffee.

Then on to my old apartment building.

will stand outside my door for an hour or more, holding,

kissing.

He'll certainly want to come in, like always, but I won't let him.

It's late, John.

We have to go now.

We won't be seeing each other for such a long time.

I'll jump, please.

I still have to say goodbye to my father tonight.

I have to go.

I don't want you taking liberties with me.

Liberties?

I want to run you up against the wall or into a bed.

Jesus Christ, Rosemary, let's get out of this silly hallway.

Stop acting like adolescence.

Human beings are not objects that you run up against the wall.

You want me to keep my grubby hands off you? You want me to go?

I'll miss you, John.

You've been very dear to me.

Dear to you?

I've loved you since we've been ten years old. How's this college you're

to teach at? It's not that far away.

Hey, once every month or two I can come up and... No.

I'll be very busy. I won't have time.

Yeah, sure.

It's just that I have to dedicate myself to something.

I have to mean something.

What will you do, John?

I've been thinking of trying out for the police academy.

Oh, but that's such a dangerous job.

Yeah, you're probably right.

I couldn't hack it.

I'm going to go now.

Good luck.

Good luck to you too, John.

Bye.

It was such a nightmare to be a child.

Now I'm the adult.

I do what I want.

Yes.

And no more standing in that hallway anymore with John grabbing at me that

Sex is always so degrading.

So unclean.

All the good things.

To be pure in mind and body.

It's John.

What was Rose Mary wearing tonight?

Gray skirt and black jersey.

Right. I'll hide them all in the jersey.

You're going away tomorrow.

I won't see you anymore.

Yes.

And it's getting late.

You'd better leave.

Now. Just a while longer, please, Rosemary.

You can't walk your knees, John.

Just a while longer. I'll leave soon.

I promise.

Stop it.

I really like it.

Do you like it?

Do you like rosemary that whole?

Take your

cock out.

Show Rosemary your big, beautiful cock.

Check on it.

I don't mind, really. It's okay.

After.

Jerk it off, baby.

Suck on that asshole.

Suck me. Yeah.

Suck my asshole.

Suck. Yeah.

All right.

All right.

No. Look at that.

God, John.

I want you to go away.

You never had it in your ass, did you, Rosemary?

John, don't.

Don't? John, don't.

God, you're hurting me.

Hurting?

I can feel you all the way up my ass.

Oh, God.

You're crazy.

Look

at that.

You see that crit?

You see it.

You never showed it to me before.

Show it to me now.

Eat rosemary's cunt.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Eat it.

Eat it, baby.

Oh, God.

Clean that, baby.

Clean that, baby.

Yeah.

Eat it, baby.

Eat the cotton.

Guess what?

Fuck you, sir.

Fuck you. Would you like to fuck my cat?

I like to feel my hot juicy cat.

Go on.

Back me.

Back my cat.

Back

my

cat.

Hi there, baby.

Hi.

I think I'm going to come.

Yeah? Oh, yeah, baby, come.

Oh, come, baby, come, baby. Don't do this.

Don't come without me. Come on.

Yeah? Oh, baby.

Come in here.

Yeah? Please.

Yeah? John, please don't.

Don't do this.

get you.

Oh.

Oh, John.

John, aren't you going to make me come?

Huh?

John.

John, I want to come.

John.

It's like me, baby.

Come on. Please don't leave.

Please.

John, look.

You're leaving.

Huh?

No, John.

he just opened the doors.

But you being his daughter and all... Okay.

Yeah, well, he's dead drunk in there most of the time. I mean, you know, sick

most of the time.

I know what you mean.

I guess he went out.

Sure is nice you becoming a teacher and all.

I'm sorry he don't have a phone, but there's writing paper and a pen. Why

you leave my note?

Excuse me for asking.

Are you a nun or something like a nun?

No, why?

Well, the way you dress, plain.

Most of the nuns dress like that nowadays.

You know, they've given up the habit.

You get it? They've given up the habit.

Well,

I've got to go downstairs.

Why don't you take all the time you want with the notes?

Oh, thank you.

You're welcome.

Well, this is my father's room. Are you friends with him?

We're good old friends.

Surely you'll come have a drink with us.

Oh, no, thanks.

He took some pictures of us all two Sundays ago in the park. I just wanted

show him how they came out.

You know, he just loves taking pictures with that old box camera of his. He used

to take lots of pictures with me. Once or twice a year when he visited me at

county orphanage.

He used to bother strangers, asking them to take pictures of the two of us

together. Well, my mother died when I was a baby, and, you know, it's not

right for a man alone to raise a young girl.

So, naturally, the county orphanage was the best place for me.

And then we saw less and less of each other. How long has it been since you've

seen him last?

Several years.

Oh, you should come around more than that.

He was like a father to us two.

No, no more like an uncle.

Gave us advice, you know.

Come, come take a look at these pictures.

He came here for a private party.

He had such a pretty face.

Get down.

Your fucking knees.

Eat this cunt.

Eat it before he slices the back of your neck open.

Eat it.

Stop that cunt or you're dead.

Eat it. Eat that cunt.

Oh, eat it good.

Eat it good, you bitch.

Eat it.

Wiggle that fucking chump, bastard.

Suck the juice out of him.

Lick it.

I know where we can go to another party where we can really enjoy ourselves.

Come on, let's get the fuck out of here.

Hello, Rosemary.

You're a policeman.

I have been for almost two years.

Well, you look really handsome.

And you more beautiful.

I'm sorry for just appearing on the scene this way, but, well, your father,

have you kept in touch with him at all?

Nope.

I'm sorry to tell you this, he's dead, Rosemary.

People die.

Yes. Indeed, they do.

The hotel he lived at is in my patrol area.

I filled out the necessary police papers. Police papers?

Yes. Was he murdered?

Oh, no, no, no, no. It's hard. Natural causes.

The papers are just a formality.

Well, I want to thank you for coming.

He only died this morning, Rosemary.

He's in a morgue right now, awaiting some relative to identify him and make

arrangements.

Doesn't the Army, doesn't the Veterans Administration take care of their own at

a time like this?

Sure. I got to know him slightly.

Listened to him talk.

Mostly about you.

Then you knew him better than I did.

I see that I've bothered you.

I'm sorry.

If you'll at least make the identification, I'll call the Veterans

Administration.

John, wait!

Hi, is this a bus?

No.

John, this is Tracy and Marsh.

Hi. Hello.

John's an old friend. He's just brought me some news that will cause me to leave

for a few days.

Huh?

Yes, I'm afraid Rosemary's father has passed away.

Oh, darn.

Father spirit, father night, father penetrator, the eternal womb.

Let thy molten liquid... Are they saying what I think they're saying?

Exactly.

Tracy and Marsh are members of a cult group that believes that all of life is

sexual. Of course, I don't share their beliefs. But they are my prime girls.

Physical perfection.

They'll go on to be Olympic champions one day.

Well, they'll go on mumbling like this for some time. I'll walk you back to

car.

Okay.

Thank you.

Welcome to our chapel.

Please, come forward.

And see Thomas Price, a man who is simply changing in form.

He goes from human to flower, like Narcissus, that beautiful youth,

enamored of his own image as seen in the fountain, who is then transformed into

the bulbous -rooted daffodils or jungles.

Compliments of the mortuary.

I personally prepared Thomas in the spirit of this chapel.

As you can see, it's the portrait of a living dead.

It's all bullshit.

All that stuff about a human turning into a flower, it's all bullshit.

The life drain of a human male has just been cut off. No plant can replace him.

And those flowers are daisies, not daffodils.

Now is there someplace we can change, please?

There are some rooms upstairs.

She really means no harm. You see, it's like a religion with us. Do you own this

place? No.

I'm just out of mortician school.

This is my first assignment.

I see.

Well,

what's your name?

Ronald.

I'm lost.

Let his essence flow with thine. Let the universe dance with thy voice.

Father Spirit, Father Night, Father Penetrator, the Eternal One,

let thy molten liquid flow through our being.

Pray the stars with thy feet.

Lift up the tessie in the beneath of thy fallen.

Let the universe dance with thy voice. Let the universe dance with thy voice.

Father Spirit, Father Night, Father Penetrator of the eternal world, let the

universe dance with thy voice.

It is thee who prepared him?

Yes. You must visit thy room where thou sleepest through the night.

I have sort of a side job. I collect the flowers off the stands so they can

resell the stands with fresh flowers.

My room's a little messy.

Dammit, lay with us.

Lay?

Lay.

It is part of the tradition.

Okay.

Father penetrator of the eternal womb, let thy molten liquid flow through thy

being.

Father Spirit, Father Night, Father Penetrator, the Eternal One, let thy

mountain liquid flow with thy being.

Pray the stars with thy feet.

Lift up the testes of this thy fallen.

Let his essence flow with thine. Let the universe dance with thy form.

Thank you.

about you.

Come on, let's get down.

Let thy molten liquid flow through our being.

Spray the stars with our seed.

Lift up the chastis of this thy fallen.

Let his essence flow with thy being.

Let the universe dance with thy voice.

Oh, Father Spirit, Father Night.

Don't. Are you all right, Rosemary?

Oh, no, don't.

Don't.

Relax, Rosemary.

You'll be all right.

Just love me.

Love me.

Relax. Come on, relax.

Open.

Enough.

Come on, Rosemary.

You'll be okay.

No.

Please love me.

It's late.

I'm driving.

I don't want you to, John.

I'm sorry.

I wanted it to, but it just can't happen.

Oh,

God.

That bitch we screwed a couple years ago.

Why don't you get out of here? Maybe we'll have some fun again.

All right.

Go, go.

Go on.

She wants to fuck you.

We had a good time with her.

Oh, yeah.

Don't you just like the last time?

I don't want you to come.

I want you to come. Come on.

Come on. Come on, Rachel. Come on.

I'm coming.

I'm coming.

I'm coming.

I'm coming. I'm coming.

I cleaned out the place. I got new curtains and changed the sheets and

that spread.

It's all new.

I got this for you. I got it for you.

Oh, and you look so handsome.

I went down and talked to one of the hiring bosses today and I promised him

lay off the booze.

Well, it looks like I got me a steady job.

Oh, that's wonderful.

What's wrong?

I don't know.

It's different.

I'm looking for Rosemary Price, you know, Tom's daughter.

Yeah, sure.

She was here the other night.

I thought she came to collect a lot of snakes.

Haven't seen her since.

It's mean enough to get them in and then brush them off home so they jack off.

I'm sorry.

You ain't sorry.

You don't give a fuck about real men.

You think we can take a look in her father's room?

Sure. Fine.

You cunt went all over your fucking face.

You dirty cunt.

You fucking cunt teaser.

You fucking made a goddamn fool of me and I love you. You dirty cunt.

I'm gonna sit here drinking beer.

Maybe when I've had enough.

Come piss it all off your nose.

Fucking cunt.

Yeah, I see you talking to me all that a few times.

Are you a friend?

Yeah.

I knew his daughter, too.

I don't know too many cops.

What's your name?

Mills.

the things I am to you. I wonder if I took one step towards you, would you,

would you shoot me down?

Hey, I ain't gonna take that chance.

The next time, next time I catch you alone, I'm gonna fuck you over real bad.

You know, if that hotel clerk decides to report what happened tonight, I'm in

real trouble.

Oh, he promised he wouldn't.

I want to thank you for not reporting what happened to your supervisor.

I couldn't stand the strain of the questions and the examinations.

I'll see you tomorrow, Tina. Good night. Don't you want to talk a bit?

You can come up to my room if you like.

Why? You always did like to talk. Remember?

Yeah, I remember.

Let's not kid ourselves anymore, Rosemary.

You said you don't love me.

I do.

But let's just leave it at that.

You're different, Don.

You came.

That's right.

want to be alone tonight.

Marsh and Tracy, my sweet girls, they'll help me.

Stay with us, Mary.

Things won't be so difficult with us.

Come with us. Let yourself go.

I was so surprised when you called.

How long has it been?

Two years?

See how I've redecorated the place?

Pretty horny.

All antique furniture.

Very expensive.

I walked in the rain.

Sweet Jesus.

Tell me this is one of your games.

What's your name, anyway?

Eunice.

It's the end of the world.

Thank you.

Rosemary, I would like you to meet Eunice.

I've heard so much about you. Please accept my condolences.

We'll go sit in the back.

Pay our respects.

Thank you both so much for stopping by.

I'm his friend, Kate.

He used to take pictures of me in the park.

Would you like to see some of them?

Oh, nothing.

Oh, I understand.

You're in a moment of grief.

Thanks so much for stopping by.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.