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You're hurting me, Michael.

Frigid.

Incapable of loving.

All my money can't buy the one thing I want, need from you.

Love.

You don't want love.

You don't even know what it means.

The longer we live together, the more I grow to hate you.

You're cold.

Cold.

You're cold.

You're like ice.

So I've been told.

I'm all right now. I don't need the drink. Your late husband was a

planner.

You may need this.

Even his untimely death didn't catch him unprepared.

You could end up a very wealthy widow.

Could?

He always had his way.

Now in death, he still wants his way.

I was more than Michael's attorney. I was his personal friend as well.

Prior to his death, he told me of his marital problems.

Well, I don't understand.

What has that to do with me now?

His estate runs into the millions.

And you could be the sole beneficiary.

You'll understand better after you hear the will.

Michael taped the requirements.

Unusual, but legal.

Knowing what's on the tape, I feel it's better that you hear it yourself first.

Hello, my dear.

You're a beautiful woman with social grace.

You have both the physical and mental attributes that allow you to walk in any

circle.

And now...

You will have the wealth to satisfy your fondest dreams.

But even with all this, you will rapidly wither and grow old.

Dust will collect between your legs.

Oh, you filthy, dead bastard. Think not less of me.

For even for my grave, I love you.

You, in turn, must learn to love freely.

And eagerly.

That is the only requirement in order for you to inherit my estate.

To start with, you will learn love for one's self.

Yes, masturbation.

You will progress much like a child growing up.

After you have enjoyed your own body,

You will see how much a stranger can enjoy it too.

You will exhibit yourself while masturbating to a total stranger to

I'm sure you can arrange an innocent enough encounter.

Now you will touch and taste.

Be touched and tasted by another woman.

It's utterly sick.

You will learn to like the touch of a woman's hands and tongue.

You will give yourself to another woman.

No. I refuse to be degraded by that utter filth coming from a dead animal.

You've gone this far.

Let's play it to the end.

You will have grown so rapidly by now.

You will be ready to experience the power a woman has over men.

You will taunt and tease not one man, but many.

You will deny them what your body has promised.

Your final test will be to want a man like I wanted you.

A want bordering on pain.

You will crawl to him on your belly.

Your want and sexual need will consume you.

All this should not take a professional actress too long to accomplish.

Goodbye, my love.

I did love you.

This choice is yours.

I doubt if the will can be broken.

Even if you refuse, some of the estate will go to you.

But the remainder will go to a non -profit organization that, quite

accustomed and prepared to fight in court for what has been left to them as

contested. And I don't think you want this type of thing made public.

If you allow this to happen, you're less of a man than he was.

Go home and think about it.

Go home and masturbate.

That's your decision. I'm sure you've masturbated for a lot less.

I'm not frigid.

Michael was mean, cruel.

He enjoyed the pleasures of pain.

I don't even hate Michael.

But I despise you for being part of this.

And myself for being too weak to fight a dead man's sick wishes.

I'll do it. I'll do it.

Would you care to watch me?

If I'm not mistaken...

That's phase two.

Hello. Marshall, this is Monique.

I'm masturbating.

Listen.

Phase one nearing completion.

Do you want to come over and watch?

No, I'm not drunk.

I wouldn't be doing this if it weren't for some dead, sick animal.

Open your mouth wide.

Does that excite your legal prick?

Are you hard?

I just buried your face between my soft, velvety thighs.

I'm so warm.

Oh, baby.

I wish you were here.

Which line is she on?

Oh, she's here now.

Um... Okay, send her in.

Come in.

Come right in.

Well, you certainly seem to have survived last night's ordeal with flying

colors.

In fact, your face has a rather pleasant glow to it.

Well, the color is from embarrassment, not from...

Sexual enlightenment, I assure you.

Masturbation is nothing new to me.

If you'd stopped by my house last night, you could have had first -hand

knowledge as to my warmth, not coldness.

Monique, my fucking you wouldn't have accomplished a thing.

I am first, last, and foremost a lawyer, and a damn good one.

Now, in order for you to inherit your husband's estate...

it will be necessary for you to follow his wish to the letter.

Do you understand?

Well, you don't mince words, do you?

These are my husband's remains, I assume.

I'll take these with me.

And seeing as how you don't seem to care, I'll go out and find someone who

interested in what I do to myself.

Don't try to beat me.

No, ball hit up the alley.

Stretch by Rose.

3 -2 pitch.

In the dirt.

Backhand by Hansen and a save a run.

Oh, the bases are loaded, but Hansen saves the tying run for 3 -2.

Except to the point the bitch hit her wife.

Jesus.

I can smell it coming.

It's going to be one of those fucking days again.

goes to the stretch.

Hitch at the wall.

Foul tip.

Hepburn checks square.

And we're rolling inside.

Techno.

Same battle here again.

You over Sunday will have another one.

You filthy pervert!

Oh.

Boy, after what you've just been through, I'm sure you'll enjoy the club.

To think, my fat -ass husband feels the safest place for me is at this private

woman's club.

And that stupid inconsiderate prick even pays the tab.

I just want a nice, easy rep down.

Then I'll look sure it's bad.

Last week I had this desire to suck cock.

Not my husband.

Awful. I went to the club, and they brought in this beautiful young boy,

21, 22, a bodybuilder. He was so shy, he was almost embarrassed.

But he let me, and honey, I did it.

All the while I was thinking, my stupid husband is paying for this.

For me to suck off some young kid.

I enjoyed it even more.

The funny part is, I saw the bill this morning on his desk, and you know, the

club charged it to liquid diet.

The one kernel rule here is, Monique, that we all mind our own business. This

place was established to satisfy women.

Hello, Holly.

I am so pleased to see you brought a friend.

Will you excuse me?

I want to take a sauna.

You know, my dear, in this club we think of everything.

There isn't a single desire we can't satisfy.

I'm very glad to be here.

I mean any desire.

Well, Monique, we can change in here.

Do all the female attendants here do that?

I don't know if your girl does, but today I want a man.

I'll take a liquid diet any day.

How do I tell her that I want more?

Just ask.

You will learn to like the touch of a woman's hands and tongue.

You will give yourself to another woman.

Now you will touch and taste.

Be touched and tasted by another woman.

Thank you.

I do appreciate your candor and your graphic detail as to your sexual growth.

But your deflowering in your many perverted ways does not interest me

whatsoever.

My deflowering?

My perverted ways?

Oh, you.

You sanctimonious bastard.

I didn't write the will.

I didn't make the fucking rules.

The rules of fucking, I guess I should say.

It was you, you and that degenerate husband of mine who devised this sick

But I'll tell you one thing.

I'm going to finish it.

I just hope that when I do that there's enough left of me to bathe in clean

water.

Monique, let's stop all this.

I'm sure in time I can break the will.

Time and money.

My money.

Yeah, but this game could backfire.

You could be hurt.

I mean, physically hurt.

Any time a person is required by a will to perform an act which may be injurious

or illegal, then that portion of the will is negated. Now, if one portion of

will is negated, I might be able to get the entire will declared illegal.

I don't want anything from you.

Not even your legal prick.

If you're so damned concerned about my well -being...

Join me.

I'm going to my own room.

Damn it.

Fuck, it's going to be one of them nights.

Lady, if your car broke down, you're welcome to use the phone, but that's

No high -class plumbing allowed. I've got enough problems here tonight.

The bartender's right. We don't belong here.

You're not comfortable with me.

May I?

Lady, we told you, no high -class plumbing.

In order to slum, one must go to the slum. Now, I don't consider myself, nor

I consider...

These gentlemen's slum dwellers. Are you trying to be cute or something?

Are you a slum dweller?

Oh, no, I ain't no slum dweller. I wouldn't be paying this kind of money

beer in no fucking slum bar.

Shit.

He charges more for beer than any guy on the block.

Never gives a guy a free one.

Okay, lady, I warned you not to give.

Well, wait a minute.

She ain't bothering me.

She bothering you, sidecar?

Hey, the only thing bothering me is the price of beer in this high -class bar.

She bothering you guys? No.

Besides that, the ladies let her stay.

She smells good.

Don't give me any trouble right on your furry ass, you go.

Now, can I have a glass of your finest wine?

We have two kinds.

We have the red...

We have the white.

Let me see.

Got the red, yeah.

Oh, and leave the bottle to my friend.

You're the gentleman?

Don't mind if I do. Not too often a lady buys me a drink.

Seeing that it's a big bottle and there's only two of you, I'd be glad to

you.

So, invite your friends, too. Hey, you guys, come on. The nice lady here is

buying everybody a drink.

All right.

Thank you.

Hey, Hal!

Really good.

We're here.

Late, but here.

Come on, boys, come and get it. Mother's milk.

Oh, put that sad excuse of a breast away.

You know they like mine better.

Service. Where's the fucking service around here?

Does the lady have to raise her voice in order to get a drink?

Sidecar.

Get your ass over here.

I'm sitting on your present.

Now that's some lady over there.

Besides that, she smells good.

That's all you're going to get. And only if she wets the silk drawers.

Hey, sign card.

Why don't you and I go in the back room?

I've been keeping your dinner warm all the way over here.

Honey, you better take that thing home and reheat it. It looks like the moss

will eat on it. Well...

My legs have been keeping you and all the other guys around here content for

quite some time.

Man, what I couldn't do with something like that.

Hell, bingo. That bitch wouldn't let you smell it, much less touch it.

Oh, yes, she will.

She already said that.

What'd she say?

She said that she smells good all over it, and she said that if I like the

smell, then...

Smell inside and out.

Got me tingling when she said that.

Then she said that I could smell her in. And if I like the smell, then I can

even taste where it smells the best.

You son of a bitch, bingo, goddamn you, lie, lie, lie.

She did so. She did so.

She did so.

Well, then, shit, why don't you do it?

You're not big to say that.

What's that damn fool doing?

Sidecar.

Go over and see what's happening.

I won't let them fuck me for a week.

That's what I'll do.

I'll let them watch.

Thank you.

Bingo! Bingo!

I won! I won!

We don't like your kind down here.

Get your stinking ass out of here before I throw you out.

Monique, let's leave.

We still get to be a very ugly crowd.

Hey, who are you calling ugly, man?

Hey! My damn it, sidecar! I told you there was a kid in here!

Up yours, creep!

Now I'll show you what a real woman can do.

It's over.

I'm satisfied.

This state's yours.

I'm not satisfied.

And neither are you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Bye.

God is slain.