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The irony of my life was that the more I longed for someone to change my life,

the less I knew the person I became.

All my foolish acts and all the good things I have done have had the same

an aspiration for a perfect and ideal life.

Sorry I was late.

Oh, yes.

Forty minutes.

How was your trip?

Unbelievable.

And Miller says this is a federal case.

Oh, did my fax come in from New York? Of course it did.

Simple phone transaction.

No big deal.

I heard it was 75 degrees in New York City.

Mm -hmm.

I nailed the plumber and the dog ate the phone booth.

That's nice.

Um, stay on the side streets, will you? I hear the traffic on the freeway is

murder. No problem.

The bass.

Turn the radio down.

I'm trying to concentrate.

Stephen's never really learned how to relax.

I mean, the man spends 12 hours a day at the office, the other 12 hours a day

wondering what's going on when he's not there. I swear the man sleeps with his

eyes open.

But I bet Stanley's a thrill of men, isn't he, Elise?

Elise, do you hear me? Do you hear me? Do you hear me?

Elise,

Elise, Elise, Elise.

Elise, did you hear me?

Yeah, a thrill a minute.

Lisa. Elise.

Darling. I'm here, honey.

Elise.

This is Renny.

Renny? Just Renny. Renny is the photographer. The...

purveyor of tonight's perversions.

I've heard a lot about you.

I didn't know I had a fan club.

I was just telling Renny we'll be celebrating our anniversary next week.

Yeah, um, four years to the dead.

I'm jealous.

It's rare to find two people so in love in this town.

Shows on your face.

Happiness is hard to hide.

Forget the crap and tell me what's up.

Hey, I'm your best friend. If you can't talk to me, who can you talk to?

I've been thinking about having an affair.

Oh, is that all?

Jesus, I thought you had cancer or something.

You want to talk about this?

I don't know what to say.

Who's the guy?

Well, he's strange.

He's extremely handsome.

And I'm really attracted to him.

But I'm starting to feel guilty. Guilty what for?

Guilty because I'm daydreaming about him all the time.

I only wish I could get excited about Stanley that way.

Well, you better keep Stanley interested if you want to keep him.

Want me to bet you?

Soon.

I was thinking.

Since it's quarter to twelve, in fifteen minutes, we could celebrate six days

early.

Celebrate what?

Our anniversary.

Elise, don't you think you're jumping the gun a little bit? Not if you knew

I had in mind.

I'll be up later.

You can start without me.

I hate when you get like this.

Why do you do this to me?

I was joking.

I have a lot on my mind, Elise. The Townsend case.

I can't concentrate on anything else.

one is one night. You and me. No phones and no faxes. I'll make it up to you

later. I don't want you to make it up to me.

I want you.

I want you to make love to me.

Sometimes we don't get what we want.

This is business, Elise.

It comes before everything else. If I didn't learn that early on, we wouldn't

living like this.

And what about me?

What about you?

We are not 18 years old anymore.

Anyone here?

Sorry. She's mine.

Is this a habit of yours?

Appearing and disappearing?

Well, it's a good trick, but I'm no magician.

You like my work?

Intriguing.

Who's the girl?

That was Sarah.

But, uh, Sarah's dead.

Isn't it screwed?

The most passionate, exciting people always seem to die young.

People who knew what life was about and what they wanted from it.

Yeah.

I know how it is. People chasing their dreams.

Dreams.

Fuck dreams.

They're the biggest scam going.

Sarah was a dreamer. Look where it got her.

I bet if she could turn back the clock, there's no way she'd touch another

needle again.

As you get going, I didn't come here to get your way.

What did you come here for?

I think you're a really talented man, Mr.

Rennie. Last night, one of your photographs caught my eye. Oh? Which one

that?

I remember.

It was a photo of a girl, and I had a chain around my neck.

I sold it.

Last night.

To a collector?

I'm not sure, but for a price I'm sure he'd consider selling.

Here. His address.

I dropped by.

Make him an offer he can't refuse.

If he doesn't budge, drop by my studio.

I have other works.

Maybe I will.

Thanks again.

My pleasure.

Krista, have you seen Mrs. Goldenberg this morning?

No, her car isn't in the garage.

Hmm, very strange.

Would you have her call me at the office when she gets in?

Yes.

Is this 1511? You got the 1511

right, sweetheart.

But the half is up.

Around the side.

Up the steps.

It's the manager's office.

Thank you.

I've had enough!

Stanley? How well do you know this Rennie character?

He's a friend of a friend.

Why?

Are his photos valuable?

It depends on who the buyer is.

Are you interested?

No.

There's a new health club opening up on the west side.

I think I'm going to go down there tomorrow and check it out.

Whatever makes you happy.

And you try to lean up and you lick it.

It's just a minor wound.

How do you feel?

I'm all right. I'm just a little shaky.

Why don't you hold it up right here? I'm going to go get something for it.

What's your name?

Elise.

No shit!

What? Oh, God.

I'm sorry. No, don't be sorry.

It's perfect.

Hang on.

Look, Mia, lie down.

Elise, I just want to take a couple of shots, okay?

Is that all right?

Come here.

Come here.

Right over here.

Yeah, great. Okay.

Sit down.

If you want to click this, hear me take it on.

So, what's the buzz out of the den?

Angelique still working the bar?

Yeah, what's the word on the street?

No, no, I didn't think there would be.

Hey, it's just the lawyer in me trying to keep one step ahead.

I will see you and the boys soon enough. Oh, tell Chick on that overseas deal.

Those guys aren't going to do anything until the feds start pounding the door

down.

My advice is to just sit tight.

Stanley?

Well, let me know when you do make your mind up.

Yes, I'm at home.

Bye, you stupid putz.

What, no kiss?

Thanks a lot.

What's that, an invitation?

I don't know.

Here. The business journal.

Firescape's round back.

I need to talk to you.

You and everybody else.

You have a great gift.

What's so great about it?

Turning something so tragic into something so beautiful.

You got it all wrong.

The beauty lies in the tragedy.

My only gift is that I recognize that.

I received your letter.

And?

And I want to know how you think you're doing.

I'm married.

You know what that means?

It means that I'm not the only one that opens up the mail.

Thank God that I got that letter first.

What can I say? I'm hopeless romantic.

You're hopeless, sir. Look at you. You're drunk.

Look, because... I feel like drinking.

When I screw, I screw because I feel like screwing.

Some of us hopeless people have that nasty little habit of actually doing

we think.

I gotta run.

Stanley is probably wondering where I've disappeared to.

You lied

to

me.

What was that?

You never told me the truth about that photograph.

You sent me to that place, some porno palace.

You asked me for the address of the buyer. That's what you wanted, right?

I wanted...

To see that photograph one more time.

Since I was... The girl, the model.

I knew the photographer.

I went through his photos.

And I fell in love with a girl I'd never met.

New gold.

It's my first modeling job.

The only time I ever took my clothes off for a stranger.

Until two days ago.

Was it that horrible?

No. That's what frightens me the most.

I, uh...

I need you to do me a favor and deliver this for me.

Oh, no.

You think I'm going to trust you after you sent me to that rat hole place?

I never sent you anywhere. You asked me for the address, remember?

Please.

Can I help you with something?

One jelly donut.

Sure.

Here you go.

Anything else?

No.

No, that'll be plenty.

No, no, no.

Donuts on me.

No, I kid.

I can afford the 60 cents.

Thanks.

I almost forgot.

This is for you.

Hey.

I know what you need.

What is it?

I know what you need.

Where'd these come from? That's what I was about to ask you.

I thought you and I had an agreement. No sweets?

The box was sitting right out front when I got home.

You must have put it down when you were fumbling with your keys.

Yeah, yeah, I was hungry and I saw the bakery. It was one of those impulsive

things.

Sorry.

You know, the only thing worse than buying donuts is buying donuts and not

eating them.

Right, Stan?

Sounds good to me.

You just get up?

You don't look that bad.

Yeah.

You look better.

I'm sick.

Sick to your stomach?

Hanging all over the toilet all morning.

Haven't had any donuts lately?

What's that supposed to mean?

A man called Boney mean anything to you?

Why did you send me to that bakery?

You know, you're not the sort of woman who can be sent anywhere.

Stop twisting things around. You know exactly what I mean.

No, please, really, I don't.

What do you mean?

You sent me to the bakery, and you had a box of donuts delivered to my house.

Oh, really?

Then what did I do, huh?

Did I ask you over to my apartment building?

Did I ask you to accuse me?

To walk backwards across my hardwood floor like you're doing now?

Is that it?

No, I'm sorry.

They're covered with blood.

What?

It's so funny.

It's not blood, it's paint.

What would you have done if my sheets were covered with blood, Elise?

Oh, God, I feel like shit.

You know what?

You know what you are? You're completely nuts.

My sheets are covered with red blood.

Don't ask me.

Why are your sheets all covered with red paint?

Because Mia's favorite color is red.

You had Mia in your sheets.

Yeah.

I was thinking about you the whole time.

Fuck you, Pato.

Rennie's not feeling well.

Oh no, you got the flu.

You need some rest.

I'll make you some soup, and I'll bring it by later.

Thanks.

What are friends for?

You've never seen my partner.

I didn't know you lived in the building.

Come on, let's sleep.

We'll finish our talk later.

The door is always open.

See you later, Ren.

How long have you guys known Renny?

About two months.

He's new to the building.

What do you think of him?

It's a little scary.

I never know which brain he's going to answer the door.

I guess that's why he keeps stopping by.

Where did you get that? Tell me.

It was ready. He gave it to me as a gift.

I was a young girl.

I had a chain around my neck.

Ali, I know what you need.

Detective Ronas.

William P. Ronas, Beverly Hills Police.

Are you Mrs. Goldenberg?

Maybe. I take that to mean yes.

Do you know a Mr.

Rennie Burroughs?

Also goes by the name of McDonald, alias Robinson, alias Perkins.

But he always uses the same first name.

Rennie.

Get the picture.

Sounds like a man that's got something to hide.

Most dangerous men usually do.

What's that supposed to mean?

Just that. He's a dangerous man.

He's a sadist.

He goes insane when he's dominated. He likes to seduce beautiful women and cut

them up.

One lady said that he raped her, slit her wrists, and photographed her naked.

She couldn't press charges. God forbid the story get out around town. The story

of the rape would have ruined her social stature.

Besides, she didn't want her husband to know that she was having an affair.

Tell me, what does Stanley think about your sneaking around to see Rennie on

sly? You're way out of line, Detective Ronis.

Look, I'm just a Beverly Hills cop.

But I grew up in the streets of New York.

I spent 15 years busting pushers, geeks, sex freaks, you name it.

Rennie was one of them.

You think about that next time you're lying in his arms.

I saw you working your study today. You had boxes spread all over?

Yes. Taxes.

Every year I tell myself I'm going to put it all on computer.

And then another year rolls around, I pull out another box.

How long do you keep those important papers for?

Until they aren't important anymore.

Supposed to be five years. I keep them for seven.

Call me superstitious.

Someone should teach him how to drink.

So, how are your other girls coming along?

Which one?

I have so many irons in the fire.

The one with New York.

Oh, the Townsend case.

Well, we are at an impasse.

It's a power struggle.

And I'm not going to be the one.

gives in.

It's called pride.

My greatest asset.

Except, of course, for you.

Isn't it romantic here?

Stanley, you say that every time we come here.

sushi brings out the beast in me.

Happy anniversary, darling.

Wherever did you find this?

It's perfect, isn't it?

You didn't even notice it at the gallery last week.

It's you.

How's that for a coincidence?

Yes, it's a coincidence.

It's lovely.

Stanley, I'm not feeling well.

Could you get the check and I'll meet you out by the car?

Hello. Sorry if I woke you.

Mrs. Goldenberg?

Yes. I suppose you're wondering why I'm calling.

Yeah, that has crossed my mind.

I was thinking about those things you told me the other day.

Those things about Rennie.

Would you need me to do?

So you guys are going to be right here outside the apartment?

Right out in the street.

What if I can't divert him? If he sees me with the microphone?

Don't take any chances.

If it feels risky, it probably is.

The good thing about the microphone is that it's so small.

It looks like a tie -tack here.

You can drop it anywhere.

Except the floor.

And we'll hear every conversation within 50 feet.

What are you doing?

It's ridiculous that one of us do it. Hey!

What are you doing?

Um, you told me to come over.

No, no, no, no.

The door was locked and I went to the window and I climbed up the fire escape.

can see how you got in.

What I want to know is what you're doing in my bedroom.

Nothing. I heard the door unlocked and...

I got scared, so I came in your bedroom.

It's a natural reaction.

Are you sure?

By the way you're acting, I'd say you've been snooping through my shit.

Is that what you were doing?

Snooping through my shit?

No, Remy.

It's like I said. You bitch!

Tell me what you're doing in my bedroom.

Come on, lie to me.

Come on, spit it out.

Tell me what you don't want me to know.

What the fuck are you doing in my bedroom?

You are in danger.

I'm not a stable kind of guy, remember?

That's right.

I know about the cops.

I saw them hiding in the shadows all along.

But I came up to the loft anyway.

You want to know why?

Because I thought to myself, Elise wouldn't do a crazy thing like go to the

police.

Elise likes me.

Hell, I think the woman might even love me.

What would she need from the police?

But you did go to them.

And now I've got a serious problem.

But as you will soon see, I'm not the

only one with a problem.

You know what this is?

You know what this shit is?

This is your life, baby.

Ten days in the life of a Beverly Hills socialite turned whore.

It's all there. It's all there.

Got photos, video.

Turned out pretty good, too. I should be a director.

You're sick.

That's right.

Go on, play the saint.

But part of you enjoyed this.

Part of you enjoyed every stupid little second of our game.

This isn't a game.

That's because you weren't winning.

I love you, Elise.

I know everything about you.

That's my strength.

Some guys go through life picking up a little bit of this, a little bit of

not knowing really anything about anything, but not me.

Knowledge equals control equals power.

And talk to those nice little police officers.

And I want you to tell them that everything's okay. That we pissed

and made up.

And that getting them involved with your life was the biggest mistake you ever

made.

Mr. Goldenberg's going to get the shock of his life.

I'll talk to them.

If you give me everything you got on me.

Well, you do as I say and I won't need anything.

You come right back up.

Remember, I'll be watching.

You wanna tell me anything?

No, should I?

I just had this weird feeling, you know. I mean, why would you go through all

that crap without even thinking about dropping off the microphone?

You're going to have to come down to the station.

We're going to have to sew up some details.

And then?

Then I'm going to have to figure out some other way to catch this son of a

bitch. He struck again last night.

All right.

You want to follow me to the station? station.

I'd like to stop by my house first and get a change of clothes.

Is that okay?

Yeah.

You

pull

another stone like that again.

I tell you, you got balls.

Problem is, you fucked with the wrong guy.

Now I gotta fuck you back.

He's got millions in junk bonds. That's why I believe the time is right for a

calculated takeover.

Elise.

Stanley.

Please. You'll have to excuse us.

What the hell happened?

Are you okay?

It's my fault.

What? It's all my fault. What happened?

Remember the health club they'd opened up on the west side that I told you

about?

It was a lie.

There was no health club on the west side, Stanley.

Having an affair.

Damn.

Do I know him?

The artist, Rene.

Why?

It just happened.

Something was missing between us.

I felt trapped, like I couldn't make my own decisions anymore.

And the one decision I did make was horribly wrong.

Stanley, I tried to break it off, but he wouldn't let me go.

The last thing I wanted to do was hurt you.

I gave you everything.

He did this?

Did he hurt you?

Did he?

Well, that artsy asshole is going to pay for this.

I am going to kill him.

Stanley, no. What are you doing?

Doing something I should have done a long time ago. Stanley, no.

Honey, listen to me.

It was my fault, too. I had the affair. It was...

to spare as much as he did. He knew you were married.

Stanley, what are you doing?

How'd you go in for a minute, though, huh?

You scared the hell out of me.

How'd you get in here?

I have a key, asshole.

Oh, yeah.

So, how'd it go?

You tell me.

You really did a number on her. I did what you told me to.

You're very good at what you do.

So, where are the videotapes?

You know, you really have a talent for this game.

She came running into my conference room like a whore out of hell.

You're a sick man, Goldenberg.

That's why I like you.

No.

You like me because I paid you big bucks to stick it to my wife and you got off

on it.

That's okay.

It was worth it.

She's coming around.

Thank you.

A little worried about the cops.

Cops?

What are you talking about?

Back in New York, they got cops.

This is Beverly Hills.

The police here are a bunch of limp weenies.

I'm still worried about the cops.

Oh, forget about it.

If you get busted for anything I got you covered.

I got friends in high places.

Nobody can touch you.

Domination? Honey,

you just said the magic word.

8 .30.

It's a beautiful morning, isn't it?

Is Mr.

Goldenberg in yet?

He never came home last night.

I have a wonderful idea.

Let's take you shopping.

Me? Yeah, you find Stanley's checkbook, and I'll buy you anything you want.

Nathan, I want you to clean this room, pack my things, and I want you to

take the day off.

And do something nice for yourself.

Really and truly hurt me.

What you did to me, to us,

was wrong.

And it hurt.

I wanted to kill someone last night.

Dad, if we could have one more chance together, I'd do anything.

Anything you ask.

Hello? Hi, Randy. It's me.

Hi, me. What a surprise.

What's so surprising?

Well, after yesterday, things got a little out of hand.

Don't be silly.

I deserved it. Did you tell your husband about us?

Maybe I did.

Maybe he's not the jealous man I thought he was.

So you told him?

I told him.

And I'm still here, and you're still alive.

Well, aren't we the lucky ones?

Ronnie, I need to see you.

Well, what did I tell you?

You need me.

Problem is, I don't need you anymore.

Where's the thrill in it?

I'm the thrill.

I'll do anything you ask.

My husband's dead.

48 hours. Elise.

Remember my friend Chas? I invited her over for cocktails.

She doesn't know you're coming.

You're a dastardly woman.

See you at nine?

Everything's okay.

Stanley bought it.

He thinks Jasmine's coming home to play.

Any sign of Loverboy?

Not yet.

But knowing Rennie, he'll be alone real quick.

Yeah.

Is something wrong?

No, why?

Can I get you a drink?

I don't have much time.

Where's Jasmine?

Oh, no. Not yet.

How do you expect to relax when you're a bundle of nerves yourself?

Remember, she's my friend.

I mean, she's probably never had a threesome before in her life.

She's probably never thought about it.

Why don't we go teach that girl how to think, huh?

What do you think?

Holy shit.

You do all this yourself?

With the little elf and Jasmine.

I'm going

to

sleep into the shower.

I'm going to make her feel more comfortable.

The best I can.

I don't want to freak her out too much.

It should be fun.

Can I come out now? My glasses are steaming up.

You can come out now.

Could I have a towel?

Please.

Is she ready?

Are you ready?

Does she know it's me?

I'm ready.

What the hell are you doing here, Stanley? I live here.

What are you doing here? What the hell's going on? Don't be mad at me.

I thought it was the only way. The only way for what?

All my life, all I wanted to be was happy.

But I needed something else.

And when I realized I fell in love with two men, I knew it was wrong, all

through my body.

But I couldn't deny my feelings.

And I realized I wasn't the kind of a woman a man needed.

You need to be dominated.

And you need to be pleased.

And I want to be your fantasy.

I'm going to tell you, Sam.

Eventually, she'd come around.

Every woman's got it, doesn't it?

A dark side.

I always knew you had it in me.

Is this what you wanted?

Is this what you wanted?

I can't forget my other lover.

What's wrong, baby?

I only count one submissive in this room.

I'm domination, remember?

Of course. Sorry.

That's right, you're sorry.

You're a sorry excuse for a sex slave, if I ever saw.

Down on the floor and far above the dog.

I said bark, bitch!

Bark, bitch!

Show them what kind of monster you really are. Shut up!

Wait,

Doctor!

Now you're mine, asshole.

Finally mine.

We got it. We got it all on tape.

Going to the hospital, I hope.

No, everything's fine, really.

I just gotta get out of here.

That was a nice job up there.

Really nice.

It was nothing.

Had to be done.

So, where are you headed?

I don't know.

I just gotta get out of Beverly Hills.

Look, that kind of thing happens anywhere you can't run away from life.

Who said anything about running away?

I'm setting myself free.