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"The Male Gaze": The Hit of the Night.

THIRST

See you later yeah?

Has he gone inside yet or is he still looking at me?

You see why I left?

The more he wants me the less I want him.

He leaned in, so I leaned back.

It's just made me need him even more!

Лоoking for my approval.

Why is acting like you couldn't care less a turn-on?

I wanna feel needed but not by someone I just met.

Man, he was thirsty.

I need a drink.

Whaddya say?

Cheeky pint?

Could meet a guy there.

My own meet-cute.

He was going to go home but he decided to have one drink.

Little did he know, that's when he'd meet him.

The One.

The man he'd been waiting for.

You don't get that with apps!

Now it's all 'swiping'.

'Woofing'.

Hearts, likes, snaps.

dick pics.

RT's!

DM's.

Hashing your tags.

No one cares how you are.

But every conversation starts with 'How are you?'

So many guys can't even carry a real conversation.

Take the guy I just left.

He was funny. Not funny 'ha ha'.

More like the kind of person who says 'LOL'.

Have you ever noticed how the word 'LOL' looks like a man drowning?

If you can call it a word...

I don't want a relationship with a guy like that.

I want more.

I'm going to get more.

Too many men out there for the perfect guy not to exist.

There are so many guys who have no self-respect.

Just throwing themselves at everyone and anyone.

And hoping it will turn into something.

It's not their fault really.

I mean we're all sort of sold this lie.

Everything will be different when you're out.

And you convince yourself that on the other side of that closet door is 'The Guy'.

Like he's just waiting for you to say "I'm game!"

and poof he'll appear!

Then you do... and he doesn't.

And it is better, but not...

It's not over.

Now you've actually got to find him.

Maybe that's why they're trying so hard.

I feel sorry for those guys but...

Who wants to date someone that needs all that work?

I want it to be easy!

And like we were made for each other.

I don't even have to try.

I want that potential to stretch out before me.

I can see it in my head in this perfect montage.

Us doing couple things.

Laughing.

Giving him a present or...

Fighting over the fact I checked out another guy but he looked at him too.

Or painting a room. It's always painting some imaginary room somewhere.

Splashing paint on each other as we go.

"Why did we buy so much paint?"

Maybe I'll meet Mr. Right at the bar.

And these midnight walks will wash away.

He'll be funny.

Have money.

But that's not that important.

Just enough for us not to worry.

He'd never say LOL.

He'd get all my obscure anime references.

And we'd communicate only in our favourite quotes.

And we'd have a deep understanding that others wouldn't get.

Not like these other guys.

Like, even when they sing like they're together,

you just know that they're hoping for that notification noise still.

That good vibration.

That pocket tingle that means someone thinks they're worthy.

They don't like themselves for wanting the approval, but want it anyway.

And that's just it.

They don't like themselves.

You know sometimes I think about stupid shit.

Like road trips.

You're in a car arguing over directions because one of you took a wrong turn.

And it's the argument I keep thinking about.

Because...

You're fighting over where you're going...

But you're going there with each other.

And the reason you argue is because...

You're in this together.

You're going to the same place.

Maybe that's why people put up with it all.

Otherwise...

You're just lost, talking to yourself.

THIRST

Give me those drinks and I'll put them in the fridge.

Ok.

- Welcome, Luke. - Thanks.

Give me your coat, Luke.

What happened here?

Don't worry. Just play some music, please.

- Do you want some help? - No, no, no. It's ok. Don't worry.

- Are you sure? - Yeah, sure...

Ok.

This is all we have left.

Can we get some more?

I just called. He is on his way.

Cool.

Have you got a tooter?

Sorry?

If you have got a note or something for the lines.

Sorry, no.

It's ok. Don't worry.

What's the password?

MARC, all caps,

fourteen dot forty-four.

What happened?

- Are you ok? - Oh, yeah, I'm ok.

I just cut myself. But it's nothing.

It's incredible how you get so much bloodте

out of such a tiny cut, isn't it?

- Luke. - Yeah?

Come here.

Could you hold this with your finger, please?

- Is everything ok? - No! Fuck!

He bit me!

Horny atheist: Show me your dick.

Hilton boy:

Horny atheist: Yes, fuck! I want your Israel dick!! So horny.

Hilton boy: What about the other guy?

You gave up on the hat?

What?

Yeah. It's too hot in here.

- Have you ever been in an orgy? - Hm?

- Orgies? - Orgies or threesomes?

- There is a difference, you know. - I've already been in an orgy.

I'm sure you have. I don't doubt that you're sexually active

and with good looking partners, But hm...

It's just in threesomes there's something that's a bit more...

More intimate.

You Israeli boys...

I love!

Good!

- You want some coke?

- Uhh, yeah. Sure.

What is he saying?

He's asking if you want coke. He's offering.

Go on, do a line.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Hot.

Hot. (Hebrew)

Yeah.

You like it hardcore?

What?

- Like hardcore. You like it hardcore? - Yeah, yeah. Sure.

What about you? You like hardcore?

What?

- Like, pissing and fisting and domination?

- Yes. - Yes?

Yes, sure!

Coooool.

So come.

Take off your clothes.

- I'm not hard yet. - It's all good, go with it.

No!

- You guys wanna piss on me? - What?

Like, piss on my face.

What do you want? Like a...

golden shower kind of thing?

- You into that? - Yeah... Me too. - What is he saying?

I think he wants us to piss on him.

Show me what you've got!

Fuck yeah!

Give me your piss.

- Piss, piss, piss on me. - Wait, one second. I need to focus.

You wanna piss on me?

- You wanna piss right in my mouth?! - Yeah! - Yeah?

So do it! Come on! Do it!

No! I don't have... Sorry, I don't have.

Come on! Piss, piss, piss already!

- Wait, wait... - Give it to me.

Yeah, yeah... come!

Ah! I fuckin' love you!

Make me dirt! Ah!

Fuck!

Fuck!

You wanna spit on me?

What?

- You want to spit on me? - Yeah?

- Yeah, come on! - You're a bad boy?

- Want spit? - I'm a fucking bad bad boy!

Spit on my face. Right on my face!

More!

- Spit on me! - Spit on him, too.

Spit, spit...

Spit on my face!

Spit on him.

You guys want to hit me?

What?

- You want... you want a...? - Slap my fucking face!

- Yeah? - Yeah, like slap me!

You bad boy, you wanna slap?

- Fucking bad, bad boy! - Yeah? Yeah?!

Yeah!

That was fucking nothing, you can do so much better than that.

- You want more? - Slap me!

- You want more? - Slap me...

- I think you can do better than that. - Yeah?

Ow! What the fuck!

He pinched me.

Wanna hit me?

What? Should I actually hit him?

- Kick the shit out of him.

But, what should I do?

Slap him in the face.

Ask him if that was good.

Fuck yeah!

- More! So much more than that. - You think that was ok?

I don't know. You see he's...

Slap me. Yeah! Slap me right on my face!

Fuck yes! Fucking amazing.

Oh fuck yeah!

Yes, slap me!

Pull my hair!

Oh yes, slap my ass!

Slap me... Yeah...

It's fucking amazing.

You guys wanna fist fuck me?

Yes!

Yeah?

- You ok? - Mmhm.

Yes.

If you want to leave... Like... Just say so.

No, no, I'm good.

- Are these...? - Yeah, the fisting toys.

Cool.

Do you even want it?

I don't know, I'll go with it.

You guys like it?

- Yeah, yeah... - Yes.

So wait a second because I've got something

fucking amazing for 'ya...

What a trip.

"This episode is based on a true confession".

BEAST

Let's see if there are any cute guys here.

We'll see.

Hi Ло! Nice to see you.

Hi! Nice to see you too.

Do you want rum and coke or a beer?

Beer is fine.

Thanks!

I'll have one too.

Hi Gustav!

When did you get here?

Not long ago.

Thanks! Gustav.

Vincent.

Ло has told me a lot about you.

Oh, what did she tell you?

That you live here all year round.

Yes, I do.

Doesn't it get lonely?

I kind of like it.

I can see that. It can be nice to get away from people sometimes.

But sometimes it can be nice to have company as well.

Come on, let's dance!

Hey, don't fall!

Come on!

You chickens!

I don't know. Лоoks cold.

Traitors.

Want to go to my place?

I'm too tired.

Well, I'll see you tomorrow anyway.

What are you guys doing?

I'm going to Vincent's place. Wanna to come?

Maybe I will.

Hey.

Ло... She was going to see some guy from the party.

Okay...

Do you want a beer?

I'd love one.

Have you ever thought about moving in to town?

Yes... No.

Okay...

Did you make a fire back here?

Here you are.

I can lie here for hours.

I can understand that.

Do you have a place like this?

Not like this.

Sorry, did I frighten you?

It's alright.

You're always newly shaved.

I could live here.

If it was summer all year round.

What's wrong with the rest of the year?

You want everything to be nice and bright all the time?

Are you feeling alright?

I don't know.

Wait, what's going on?

I said I don't know. I just need to rest.

Maybe I should stay?

I'm sorry, but I need to be alone.

Okay...

We'll talk later.

Why don't you listen to what I'm saying?

I want to be alone.

I can't.

PETIT AMI

Hey!

Hey.

Everything okay?

Yeah, I'm fine. And you?

I'm okay. It's quite calm during the holidays.

Could I get some Marlboro Lights?

Sure.

What would you like to drink to?

To Jesus' birthday?

Or uhm... to us?

To us sounds fine.

I thought you were gonna be older.

Why?

That's usually the case.

You're over twenty, right?

Do you mind?

No.

Why would you lie about that?

Because it's hotter for you.

When you think you're fucking a teen.

Okay if I order pizza?

Philippe?

We're expecting a pizza delivery.

For how long does this guy have the room?

Three days.

Guess he's got no one else these days.

7 in the morning.

Summertime. Crazy right?

No, no.

I'll call her myself.

But, uhm. Kiss her for me.

Ok, ok.

Oh, and Charlotte?

I'm proud of you.

I don't say that often enough.

Me too.

Merry Christmas.

Kisses.

Bye.

"Sorry for leaving you. Sorry for not living up to whom I should be."

Anyway, if you have places to be...

you're free to go.

You asked me to stay with you.

I did.

But I'm fine now.

I really can't make you change your mind?

"For my parents".

SKAI BLUE

- Hi. - Hi.

- You're cute. - Лоoking for?

Лоoking for you.

Good.

Where are you?

- December Str. 65. - That's close by.

Pick me up now.

Hi, sexy.

- Hi. You also have a name? - Simon.

Free now? Can you pick me up?

When?

How fast can you be here?

Nice jacket.

Nah, it's just fake.

It suits your smile.

How come we never met?

I just got here.

How?

Simon: Can you call me? Out of credit.

What are you doing?

It reminds me of my mother.

She used to make this for us when we went to school.

Describe your village. Tell me.

In the dry season, when you polish your shoes,

you wouldn't recognise them anymore.

In the rain season it is all mud.

And your house?

How does it look?

Sky blue.

You don't have a visa.

What are you up to?

Don't know.

In my country people like us go to jail.

How's that?

People like you and me.

They beat us.

They say you have to wear diapers, otherwise you shit yourself.

I was caught with my boyfriend.

Victor.

We were just having fun.

The people in the neighbourhood rushed up.

They were banging on pots.

We woke up.

We were afraid.

Victor opened the door.

They said since we have chosen the devil's path

they would help us find him.

They beat us.

They put car tires around us.

To burn us.

I escaped.

I ran away.

I left him behind.

Oh God.

What? Am I driving too fast?

My heart is racing.

It's your only chance.

How long have you been in Belgium?

What are you doing here?

Do you have documents?

Was Belgium your first destination?

When did you say you arrived here?

Do you have friends here or do you want to stay in a refugee center?

We are going to take your finger prints.