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(intense music)

(dramatic jazz music)

(soft music) (cards shuffling)

- All right, deal 'em. Come on.

(cards shuffling)

Well, come on, pick.

- Good ahead and pick. - Mm-hmm.

(soft music continues)

(cards slapping)

Hm, got a good hand, Marcus?

- (laughs) Gin!

(suspenseful music) (cards slapping)

I guess this isn't your lucky night. (laughs)

Yeah, I can't ever remember having so many hot hands.

(bright music)

(horns honking)

(horns honking)

(ominous music)

(cards slapping)

(Alex laughs)

(cards shuffling)

All right, Marcus.

I'll take those lOU's now.

(suspenseful music)

(fluttering and clattering)

(soft jazz music)

(chuckles) Well, it looks like I became a rich man

just by a turn of the cards (chuckles)

(soft music continues)

(Alex clears throat)

Now I'll give you until Friday to vacate your house.

As for your factory...

(soft rock music)

- Hi, Dad.

- Chris? When did you get home?

- A little while ago. I came in the back door.

I didn't wanna disturb you.

I knew you had guests. Dad, I think I'll go right to bed.

I know it's very early, but I'm so tired.

I've had a really hectic day.

- Good night, dear. - Good night.

- Give my apologies to your guests

and say goodnight to them.

- Of course, my dear.

- I'll see you in the morning. All right, Dad?

(soft rock music)

(suspenseful music)

(cards shuffling)

- Marcus, you listen to me.

Marcus, you're a gambler.

You proved that.

How would you like to make the biggest gamble of your life?

How would you like to get back all of your losings?

Your factory, your car, your house?

(cards shuffling)

- What do you mean? - I'll tear up those loU's

and you'll owe me nothing

for just one night with your daughter Chris.

- You're not serious. - What do you say?

- You bastard!

Get out of here and take her with you!

- Come now. I'm only trying to help you.

_ Help me? Why you...

- All I want is one night with Chris,

Only a few hours and you'll be rich again.

Come now, Marcus, be sensible.

You're not a young man anymore.

You can't start all over again.

And poor Chris.

What would she say when she finds out

she's homeless, penniless?

Hmm? That you gambled away her inheritance? (chuckles)

- There must be another way.

Be reasonable, Alex.

- I'm being very reasonable.

I'm willing to return a fortune for a few hours

of, uh, oh, harmless pleasure.

- I can't do that.

I can't!

- Very well. Come on, Mary.

(suspenseful music)

Your car keys, please.

- All right.

You win.

- No, my friend. We both win. (chuckles)

You, you fortune,

and me, your daughter.

(chuckles) I think I'll have a drink

to our good fortune,

if you don't mind.

(suspenseful music continues)

(liquor pours)

- No, no! I must've been out of my mind!

Take everything, take everything!

But you can't have Chris!

- It's done now! (dramatic music)

(Marcus groaning) Sit down!

(both grunting)

Mary!

(both grunting)

You make one sound, I'll show you what a real beating is!

Be smart.

Before you know it, it'll all be over and...

- Oh, my God. - Now you listen to me.

- You can't do this!

- We made a deal, my friend,

and you'll, you'll keep your end of it,

and I'll keep mine!

(ominous music)

- No, no.

(Marcus groaning)

(Marcus groaning)

Won't you untie, my child? (groaning)

Oh! (grunting)

(suspenseful music)

(soft music)

Oh, oh, oh, no! (grunting)

Please. Please!

(bright music)

(Chris moaning)

- What is it? What's the matter?

- Shh, don't be frightened.

- What do you want me? - There's something I have

to tell you.

Your father's had a stroke of bad luck

with his card game tonight.

I told him not to bet too heavily, but he insisted.

He said he felt lucky.

I'm afraid he was wrong.

Your father lost everything,

everything he owns, his factory, his car,

all of his cash, even this house.

- (gasps) Oh no! No!

- I'm afraid it's true.

I'm afraid it's true.

- Poor Dad.

- Oh, but wait.

I don't want you both to be homeless and penniless.

And so your father and I made a deal.

- Huh? - I'm going to return

everything he lost for one night with you.

- Oh, no, no.

- Uh, but your father already said, yes.

And a deal is a deal.

' oh, (ga-Sping) I, I don't believe you!

Dad would never do this. You're lying! (whimpers)

(Alex laughing)

Where is he? Where is Dad?

- It's true. And you should be flattered. (laughs)

I'm returning a fortune for a few hours with you.

Your father and I agreed, I was generous.

- (gasps) You mean my father is willing to...

All right. Anything you say.

- Now that's a good girl.

(suspenseful music)

(Chris whimpering)

You remind me Samuel.

He had sad eyes too, like yours.

When I was a little boy, we were very poor.

I never had any toys to play with,

but I did have a kitten, Samuel.

He was gray and very skinny.

You see, we had no milk for him.

Uh, I would put water in a dish and pretend it was milk.

Samuel would start to lick the water,

then look at me with very reproachful eyes.

I wasn't fooling him.

Then one day, Samuel disappeared.

Mm. He probably went looking for food.

I think of him every day. I never saw him again.

It was the only living thing that was ever really mine.

Mary, uh, she, uh...

(Alex breathes heavily)

(chuckles) I want you to be my kitten.

Wait. Wait!

(suspenseful music continues)

(laughs) Come, little Samuel.

(chuckles) Ah, come, little Samuel.

(laughs) Come, little pussycat.

Come, come, little Samuel. Come. (chuckles)

There, there, have your, have, have your milk.

That's it. (chuckles)

It's really milk. (chuckles)

Not water.

There. Come on.

Come on, that's it, come on. (chuckles)

There.

(Chris gasps) See, lick it.

(suspenseful music continues)

(Chris whimpers) Lick it.

Lick it!

(both grunting)

Huh? (chuckles)

(Chris slurping)

Mm. (groans)

Ah, mm-hmm.

(Chris slurps and breathes heavily)

Mm.

Hmm, hmm, that's it, huh, oh, huh.

(Chris continues slurping)

(laughs) Uh-huh. (moaning)

That's my Sam. (Chris coughs)

But you are not my Samuel!

You're not my Samuel. He left me.

He ran away.

(tense music)

My Mama said he'd come back,

but she was wrong.

Poor, Mama.

Mama never had any time for me.

There were seven of us.

Seven kids to feed and a drunken father.

She didn't say very much. There was no time for talking.

Seven kids to feed and no money.

(Alex breathes uneasily)

You be my mama.

Mama never had any time for me.

But you've got time for me.

You've got lots of time for me.

(tense music continues)

(soft rock music)

Mama, I'm hungry.

(Chris gasping)

(Mary laughs)

(Mary laughs)

She always laughs when she's dancing, Mary, my wife.

(soft music) (Mary moaning)

(both moaning and groaning)

She was so peaceful.

So quiet.

I think that's why I married her.

I thought, "Now at last, I can rest."

(soft music)

I can drink the tranquility of her being,

but she has no being, no substance.

She's a body without a soul.

And the only time she seems to be alive

is when she's dancing.

So you see, I have no wife, but you be my wife.

(soft music)

Why do you want to do this to me?

(both moaning)

You're sick, my child.

(both moaning and groaning)

I just came home from the office. Ask how my day was.

Mm! _ Ow!

(soft music)

How was your day? - Uh, pretty busy. (chuckles)

- (yawning) Tired.

Let's go to bed.

(soft jazz music)

(Chris whimpering)

What's the matter? Huh?

(soft rock music)

(moaning)

(soft jazz music)

(AleX groaning)

No.

Oh!

My beautiful, Chris.

Oh, my beautiful wife.

(both moaning and groaning) (soft jazz music)

(Mary laughing)

(soft jazz music)

(breathes uneasily) Mary, my wife.

Mary, who isn't real.

But that is Mary, I know.

(suspenseful music)

(breathes uneasily) I wanted a child.

A woman without a soul cannot have a child.

(Alex chuckles)

You be my child.

(soft jazz music)

- Please, my dear, help me.

(Marcus groans and grunts) (Mary laughing)

(Marcus screaming)

(both chuckling and moaning)

(soft jazz music)

(both groaning and moaning)

(bright jazz music)

(soft jazz music)

(both moaning)

- I saw you were playing house with Tommy.

I saw you.

I want you to say you're sorry.

And you won't do those bad things again.

Mm. So you won't promise?

Well, I'm gonna spank you!

(upbeat rock music)

(Chris groaning) (hand slapping)

- Ow, poor me!

(both groaning and grunting) (hand slapping)

- Now you stand in the corner till you say you're sorry!

Come on!

(eerie music)

(woman moaning)

(woman laughing)

- Mother?

Mother, you all right?

(intense music)

(woman moaning)

(soft music)

(woman moaning and groaning)

(woman groaning)

(soft music continues)

(woman moaning)

(soft jazz music) (woman moaning)

(soft jazz music) (woman moaning)

(bright jazz music)

(woman moaning)

- I've had you on the couch, on the bed, on the floor.

You're the hottest bitch I ever met.

- (chuckles) That comes from a lot of practice.

(both laughing)

(bright jazz music) (woman groaning)

(eerie music)

(distorted sobbing) (intense music)

(soft jazz music)

- (gasps) Please, please.

I can't stand here any longer.

Let me sit down.

- Say you're sorry.

- I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

- And you promise you won't play those naughty games

with Tommy again?

- I promise. Uh, I promise

- You're a good girl, Chris.

And now I'm gonna get you that horsey I al...

I mean, you always wanted.

(ominous music)

Come on, get undressed.

I'm gonna be your horsey!

(soft jazz music)

Do you wanna ride, little girl? Huh?

Well, make me go fast. You go fast, fast!

(upbeat music)

(both grunting) (loud whacking)

Fast!

(both grunting) (loud whacking)

Yee-hee!

(both grunting) (loud whacking)

Whoo! Ya-hee!

Ya-huh! Uh-huh!

(Alex grunting)

Uh, wee-hee! (loud whacking)

(Alex laughing hysterically) (Chris panting)

Now you, you be my horsey! (chuckles)

I wanna ride too!

(huffing) I wanna ride too!

(upbeat music)

(both groaning)

Uh. (chuckles)

Uh!

(loud whacking) (Chris moaning)

Come on, little horsey. - No!

- Oh, what's a matter, little horsey?

Little horsey all tired out, huh? (laughs)

(Chris breathes heavily)

Aw, come on. (laughs)

Oh, little Chris. You're all tired.

Little horsey, aw.

(Chris breathes heavily) It'll be all right.

There, just take your hair down. That's it.

Come on, that's it. (Chris moaning)

Good girl. There. (chuckles)

(upbeat jazz music) (Chris moans)

You be my mistress.

I vowed someday, I would have a mistress.

She would be passionate.

She would be exciting.

She'd love me, only me.

So you'll be my mistress.

Love me. Love me.

(Chris groans) (phone ringing)

- Let me answer it. Please.

It, it's my boyfriend.

- But that can't be. I'm your boyfriend, your lover!

Don't you know that?

There's no one else for you. There's only me.

Don't ever forget that!

(upbeat jazz music) (both moaning)

(phone continues ringing)

No, no, let's do this the way it should be done.

(bright jazz music)

Now I have a key to your apartment.

Here, use this.

Put this on.

(bright jazz music continues)

(suspenseful music)

Hello, darling.

Did you miss me?

Are you glad to see me?

Darling, let's make love. Won't you take your robe off?

(soft jazz music)

Look alive!

I'm your lover, remember?

(Chris gasaps)

(soft music continues)

(exotic music) (both moaning)

(soft rock music) (both moaning and groaning)

(soft rock music) (both groaning and moaning)

(soft jazz music)

(both moaning and groaning)

(both moaning and groaning)

(exotic music)

(distorted groaning) (exotic music)

(groaning)

(loud thud)

(groaning)

(soft jazz music)

(both groaning)

Mary, do you like Chris?

Well, my dear, prove it.

I'll be kind to you,

if you show me how much you like Chris.

Mm, come with me, my dear.

(soft jazz music)

(soft jazz music)

(groaning)

(soft jazz music) (moaning and groaning)

(upbeat music)

(moaning and groaning)

(groaning)

(soft jazz music) (moaning and groaning)

(all moaning and groaning)

I've got a great idea!

I'll get Marcus and we can all make love together.

(soft jazz music continues)

(suspenseful music)

(Marcus gasping)

Come on, Marcus.

Come watch your daughter, Chris, make love to me.

(intense music) (both grunting)

(fists whacking)

(both groaning)

- Father, did you really make that deal with him?

(Marcus whimpering)

You did!

(Chris whimpering)

(Marcus grunts) - Now, come, sit down.

You'll enjoy this, believe me! Huh!

(Marcus groaning) (Alex grunting)

(suspenseful music continues)

(Alex chuckling)

(Alex moaning) - No, no.

(gasps) No.

(Alex moaning)

(Alex chuckles)

(Marcus sobbing)

- Hey, you're not watching!

(Marcus gasping and sobbing)

(laughing hysterically)

(eerie music)

(groans) I, I didn't forget you, Marcus.

Come, (chuckles), come on.

(Marcus grunting) You have fun too.

Come on, Marcus.

(suspenseful music)

Come on. Come on.

Your father made a deal with me and don't you forget it!

(moaning)

- No.

(moaning and groaning)

(dramatic music) (moaning and groaning)

- What's the matter?

Don't you wanna make love to me, Father?

(Alex moaning)

Your daughter? (moaning)

Come on.

(groaning and moaning)

- You slut! (intense music)

(Chris gasping and choking) (Marcus grunting)

(chuckling)

(Marcus sobbing) (intense music)

Oh my God.

(Marcus sobbing)

(Chris moaning)

Chris, Chris, why are you moaning?

(Chris moaning)

What's the matter?

- Oh, oh, Father!

Oh, I had the most terrible dream!

- There now, it was only a dream.

- Oh, Father.

- All right, go back to sleep. Come now.

- Oh, don't go. Stay with me, father.

(whimpers) Father, don't go. Stay.

It was awful. I'm scared.

- I can't, Chris,

Alex and I are playing cards,

and I've got to finish the game.

I'm going to change into my smoking jacket. It's hot inside.

Now you go to sleep.

(suspenseful music)

(horns honking) (indistinct chattering)

- (gasps) What's the matter?

- Shh. Don't be frightened.

- What do you want? - There's something

I have to tell you.

Your father had a stroke of bad luck

in his card game tonight.

(Chris whimpers)

(Chris screams)