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What is this thing called love?

This funny thing called love?

Just who can solve its mystery?

Why should it make a fool of me?

That wonderful day you took my love

and threw it away.

And so I ask the Lord in heaven above,

what is this thing called love?

Those summer temperatures just keep
kicking in.

Huh?

Ace is busted.

You gonna raise me?

I'll raise you.

Twenty. And I'll see you.

You won't see me.

Two pair?

I mean, all I got are... Trip Queen.

You lose.

Take it off.

Yep.

Shall I shuffle?

I have to go home and start to prep for
a hearing for tomorrow.

The life of a re -employed lawyer.

Hey, meet me for lunch on Wednesday.

Wait, make it Tuesday.

Old boyfriend coming to town.

What?

Not the only guy you've ever been with?

He's here for a couple of days.

Name's Highway.

Highway?

Must be one of those restless men.

That's him.

Did you love him?

He loved me.

That was more important.

Now another shattered heart on the list
of men you've set adrift.

Actually, he went to jail.

Dealt dope to support his singing
career.

Opera? Country.

Throw out a lot of stuff.

Had a local hit in Memphis.

Shot the man.

Shout the man who stole your heart.

Killed him then, I would never be apart.

He sounds clingy. He's sweet.

He bought me an I .D. bracelet from the
money he made from a shipment of

Jamaican weed.

Had it engraved.

I'm waiting. Is there another murder
lyric?

It said, Baby, you're a rocket to Mars.

Well, maybe he got into his own stash.

I have a poker chip somewhere where it
isn't supposed to be.

Maybe I could do a cavity search.

I could never answer that.

I'm not going to find it.

Where is it? Here? Is it a 25 or a 100?

I don't know. I'll find it here. Hey,
no, no.

You want to go back to the bedroom?

Yes, but I also have to work.

Oh, ex -boyfriends.

Sometimes you just have to say ta -ta.

Like when I spent my junior year at
Barnard abroad and I met Fabrice.

One exquisite afternoon we went aloft in
a hot air balloon over Bordeaux.

Suddenly thunder pounded and began to
pour. The balloon was swept sideways and

couldn't be controlled.

I've never been so scared in my life.

But here's the good part. The storm
stopped.

As they do. And we were saved.

And a rainbow appeared.

They usually do, but as soon as we
landed, I said au revoir, Fabrice.

It's been fun, but I can't forgive your
weeping in the storm.

You have a magnificent foot. Well, not
to go on about it, but I was voted most

likely in my law class to become a foot
model.

Well, at Benton Fog Leathers, we don't
often get to see the caliber of foot

our custom shoes deserve.

Too often we see the impoverished arch
and the misshapen toe layout.

It's heartbreaking.

But your foot, well, to be candid, I've
never seen anything like it in my

career. Well, thank you, Heather.

And I appreciate your flying in from
London for the fitting.

Oh, I assure you, the pleasure's all
mine.

You should...

Pick which boot you prefer, but I'll
tell you this.

You can't go wrong.

Feet like yours are a gift.

Hey, Luther, I... Oh.

Sorry, I'll come back. No, no, come in.
Come in.

Michael, meet Heather Crowley of the
fine custom shoemaking house Benton Fog

of London.

Hello. Pleasure.

13D?

Uh, correct.

You are mentally undressing my feet.

So I am.

Luther, what's it all about?

I'm having riding boots made.

For what? You don't ride.

So what?

I'm planning to wear them with shorts.

Heather, would you give us a moment?

Tainted tush has gone public. We are
going to be rich beyond our wildest

Fifty million between us. Fifty million
on paper, Luther. It's dated stock. We

can't sell it for six months. But it'll
be worth even more by then. Think about

it, Michael. We never have to grow up.

Oh, and the pressure's off for you.
People only grow up and get their act

together so they can make a living. We
don't have to do that anymore.

We can do whatever the fuck we want.

Luther. I am going to propose to Sheryl
Crow. What? This is my time, Michael.

I'm going to join Cirque du Soleil.
Luther, you're getting ahead of

No, I'm finally in sync with myself.

I'm free.

From this moment forward, I drop all
pretense. I shed my facade. I am going

be the me I've always wanted to be. The
real me.

And I'm going to stop shaving my ass.

That is genuinely revolting.

Mike, I need you for a moment.

Luther, why are you jumping on the
couch?

Because I am alive.

Where are your shoes?

How conventional of you to be alarmed by
missing footwear when your very essence

has been stolen by corporate inanity.

Never thought of it that way.

This, Arthur, is what real, true freedom
looks like.

No more selling out for me. No, this, my
friend,

It's the real me.

Ha!

Well, carry on, you.

A small suggestion. You might want to
pull up your trousers. I can see your

chubber. Yeah!

Hello, Michael.

Josh?

What a potentially painful surprise.

Last time we spoke, you were with your
new pal Casey in Kauai.

How were the beaches, the waterfalls,
the cunnilingus?

I didn't leave you for a woman.

She looked like a woman.

Am I missing something?

So much, Michael.

Casey is only part of it.

There's...

Also, Hal.

Hal?

That sounds like a man's name. You know,
someone who owns and operates a penis.

You'd like him.

I already don't. He likes you. I told
him all about you. No, you didn't. Tell

you didn't do that.

I told him I love you.

And now he loves you.

I don't want Hal to love me. Make him
stop.

Can't stop love, Michael.

Have you...

Ever heard of polyamory?

Is that the Lesbo resort you stayed when
you were in Hawaii?

It's the new intimacy.

Opening yourself up to loving more than
just one person. As David Crosby sang

in his poignant ballad, Triad, why can't
we go on as three?

Or maybe even four.

Does Hal look a lot like David Crosby?

No.

Ah, David Crosby donates sperm to
lesbians. Is that how you know him?

I don't know him, Michael. I'm just
referencing an old song.

Look, I want you to meet them.

No.

It would represent a completion of the
circle for me, Michael. Think of it.

My new life with Casey and Hal.

My... Work on the Cantoni account. It's
all coming my way.

Can we come over for one drink?

No.

Please.

Fine. I've rethought it.

No.

I love you, Michael.

You are important to me.

And now, so is Casey and Hal.

They've changed me, and I need you to
meet them.

No strings attached.

What about ropes?

You didn't say anything about ropes.

Is Hal one of those bondage kings?
You're going to string me up and drip

on my nuts?

You've got it all wrong, Michael. This
is about emotion, not sex.

Please do this for me.

Do I have to hug him?

No. Is he going to try and blow me?

No. Is he expecting to blow him?

No. One drink.

One.

What is this, Luther?

I told you, it's a surprise.

Come on, tell me.

Be patient.

Who is he and what is he doing in my
bed?

It's Marcello.

Say hello, Marcello.

Buonasera, fami.

Ditto, Marcello.

Hmm, a three -way.

You are a bad boy, Luther.

I try.

Come to me, fami.

Oh, God.

Thank God that doesn't lose me.

Oh, God, you are crazy.

Oh, my God.

This thing is so fucking sick. It gets
better. Pull the covers down.

Holy shit.

Holy shit.

Marcello is a state -of -the -art real
doll.

It was a gift given to me by my good
friends at Abyss Creations. We can't

it for a spin.

Oh, God, that is one amazing cock.

I almost forgot.

Taste his choice. Holy shit.

All right, I'll take it from here,
Luther.

Hello, Marcello.

I don't hear you, old naughty boy.

Yes, you like that.

Marcello, you little bitch. You naughty
boy, you.

Yes, Marcello.

Smell, Luther. I can smell you from
here.

That, my dearest Pembroke, is the smell
of freedom.

You reek like an animal.

Get in here with us and grab that big
dick on the way.

Oh, yes.

Yes.

Marcello, you know you want this one,
don't you, right?

Well, you got to be Michael, right?

Liz's friend, right?

Yeah, Liz's friend.

Say no offense.

No, none taken. It's just that we've
gone way past friendship.

Hard not to with Lizzie.

Liz tells me you're some kind of a
cowboy troubadour.

Yeah, some cowboy.

I'm from Pittsburgh.

Oh, Pittsburgh.

I spent a week there one night.

Oh, yeah?

I don't know why I did that one. I don't
think white guys should be high -fiving

anybody. Or calling each other brother.

Exactly.

High -five my brother.

So, uh, how'd you get that name?

Ai Wei?

Oh, I got that in the club scene.

A drummer buddy of mine gave it to me
because I couldn't stay anywhere for too

long.

Not until I landed in Joliet for two
years. Oh, yeah, Liz told me about that.

Anyway, it gave me an opportunity to
write a couple country hits while I was

the inside.

Sucks the money away, too.

Who was your inspiration?

Hank Williams, Merle Haggard?

William Blake.

The English poet?

Not just the English poet.

He was the major poet and painter of the
romantic movement, revolutionary.

Supporter of women's rights.

Did you know that on his deathbed, he
turns to his wife, takes her hand, and

says, Stay, Kate.

Keep just as you are. I will draw your
portrait for you. I've never been an

angel to me.

He draws her portrait, starts to sing,
and dies.

Now that's my inspiration.

It's a pretty tough act to follow.

Yeah, no doubt. He made it hard for the
rest of us.

Oh, are you doing that William Blake
shit again?

Hey, it's the man.

Never thought I'd be happy to see a cop
again.

Of course, when I see him in that
outfit, I got a present for you.

That's something I wrote on the inside
I've been

looking for you for so damn long

Searching to

not a day goes by.

You know why?

Why? Because not a day goes by I haven't
thought about you, honey.

I haven't thought about us.

About our future.

Your what?

Our future.

You're all I've thought about every
minute I was in prison.

And I vowed as soon as I got out I was
going to track you down, honey.

And I was going to come here, and I was
going to tell you this one little thing.

I want you to be with me.

Forever.

I know that's a lot to take in.

No kidding.

Look, I'm not asking for you to give me
an answer right this second.

I'll be back.

And you are my witness, brother.

You're good people.

What was that?

I was highway being highway.

And why didn't you tell him I was your
boyfriend?

Because I didn't think that's what you
are.

And anyway, it wouldn't matter to
highway. Highway does what highway

And what the fuck do you think I want?

How can you understand what's going on
between you and me?

Where is this coming from?

Is it because your girlfriend left you?
Her name is Jocelyn. I don't give a fuck

what her name is. She's gone.

Oh, thank you. Thank you for that.

You don't get me.

Oh. Oh, no, you're wrong.

Here is how you and I get each other.

Let's fuck.

Just like that? Just like that. And
suddenly you just want to fuck? Yes. Is

what you want? You want this?

Is that what you want?

You want to fuck?

of law is often full frontal warfare.

Every man needs an advantage, and you
ladies are obviously aware that anatomy

that advantage.

The point is, though small, I am a large
man.

I'm available for late night
consultations, casual weekends, and

dinners. Hey, everyone.

Luther, what's going on, man? You look
terrible.

I'm expressing myself.

You're

Exuding yourself. You need to be
fumigated. Nonsense. I'm in the moment.

rich I may never bathe again. I told you
we're not there yet. We have numbers,

Doc, not cash in hand.

Pistosh. So, guys, let's cut to the
chase, okay?

You're busy. I'm busy.

Blah, blah, blah, whatever. Who gives a
fuck?

I'm only interested in buying you out.

Okay, five million for your shares in
Tainted Tush.

That's five million guaranteed from me,
Des Bammer.

Today. What say you?

Interesting, Dez. Would you... care to
hear my thoughts?

Absolutely, Luther.

Fuck off, you fat fuck.

Uh... I'm sure Luther did not mean to
say it quite that way.

You think I'm fat?

I think you're a repugnant blimp.

Okay. Six million.

Six million. Blow me.

All right.

Six -five.

Clear? Why aren't you gay?

Okay, you've got 30 seconds to respond,
or the deal goes bye -bye. Your stock is

worth 50 million.

On paper, you can wipe your ass with
that.

Pat, elephant man.

Well, your time's up anyway.

Let's move it out, girls.

Apparently no one here wants to get rich
today.

Oh, by the way, I like your style.

She likes my style.

It's because you don't have any, Luther.

Congratulations. I think you just made a
huge mistake.

6 .59.

Fuck.

Yeah.

Here?

Uh, sure.

Hey.

Hey.

Did you come by not to talk again?

Don't make a joke.

I'm not.

Michael, I've been putting things off
for too long.

I'm not going to like this, am I?

You and me.

We're great at rubbing up against each
other and starting big fires, but...

There's never simple and easy with us,
Michael.

I thought that was the appeal.

That was then.

Then?

What point did we become then?

The night we met.

It's a lot of things.

Captain Decker is talking about
promoting me.

Hey, you kidding?

Well, you know, you're reckless and you
never know when to stop and your

attitude sucks.

Yeah, he says I'm perfect detective
material.

There's a lot of things.

My folks, they had this crazy thing, and
he ripped him apart.

I swore I'd never do that.

We are not them.

Close enough.

You know what I think?

Jot has moved on, and I'm available now.

And that scares the shit out of you.

Yeah, you're right.

He does.

There's just too much of us, Michael.

Neither of us has ever had what we have
together.

Chemistry's not enough.

You can't build a life on that.

And I want one.

I'm moving in with Highway.