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WGTO-FM New York.

At 10 AM, it's 93 degrees, and it's only gonna go up.

Be warned, New York,

the hottest day of the year it is gonna be.

So stay cool and think hard of that ocean breeze,

'cause you're not gonna get any of that breeze.

What you're gonna get is hot, humid, and stormy.

Take heed, New Yorkers,

from a man who knows the condition,

the tempted condition of man and woman

under the tropical latitudes:

Mr. C.C. Adcock of Lafayette, Louisiana,

and his newly recorded song.

- Hi. - Hey.

Sorry, I should've called.

Equations, equations, equations.

I thought you did anthropology?

I do,huh?

I haven't seen you in a while, I guess.

21 months.

- My sister's graduation. - Right.

How are your parents?

Freaking out.

It's my SATs.

Heard you had a lot of girlfriends.

Who told you that?

My sister.

Can I tell you something?

Yeah.

I'm still a virgin.

That's...interesting.

No, it's not.

It's not at all.

I want to do it.

With you.

Well...

do you agree?

What do you think?

I think that you should be thinking about it a lot more.

I have. For years.

For years?

Do you know what they used to say in Babylon?

That it wasn't done for a man to reject a woman

who freely gave herself.

In Babylon?

Wasn't honorable.

And it was bad luck.

Okay, then, let's see.

Are you...

free on Saturday?

What about today?

Oh, uh, no.

Today's the perfect day.

What?

You think I don't mean it?

You think I couldn't find somebody else today?

I would.

I'm not scared, you know.

Wait a second.

Take one.

Tie it.

You're into Kabbalah, Julie?

- I'm not. - You're not?

No. I just--I thought it'd be nice.

Your turn.

The left. It's the receiving hand.

You don't have to keep it, you know.

But you shouldn't cut it.

Oh, one last thing. Can I ask?

We put on a piece a music,

and we don't kiss until it's over.

And then what?

And then we do it.

All right.

Try again.

I'm not gonna do that.

I don't believe in it.

No, I think it's ridiculous.

That's her official title, psychic?

Does she have a degree in that?

Okay. So you've--yes--

you've gone to this woman yourself?

Cut, with your left hand.

Does it have to be my left?

It's a tradition.

It's a sacred tradition, for lack of a better word.

Up to you if you want to fuck with that.

Listen, I don't think that I'm a good candidate for this.

I'm sort of skeptical.

When you're involved with scientific research,

whether it's hard sciences

or social sciences or both--

You're free to leave if you want.

You have to understand,

we're not here to deal with personalities.

Ego is the first thing that goes out the window

as far as I'm concerned.

So, do you want to stay, or do you want to leave?

Yeah, I'll stay.

Okay. Good.

Tell me when they're not making sense.

You said you were writing a book.

What's it about?

It's pretty technical and theoretic.

What kind of theory?

It's a new equation.

It's a systemic equation.

Can we do without the cards?

You like to fight, don't you?

And conquer, whatever that means.

Power, diplomas, publicity, women.

You like to conquer with your sword?

You saw that in the cards?

Let me tell you something about the cards, okay?

The cards are here to help you.

They're here to stage something in your imagination.

What I see, I see without the cards.

Do you understand?

Do you know why you came here today?

Curiosity.

Something else, more specific?

Something struck your sword?

Your power?

Is that what happened?

Are you into Kabbalah, Adam?

No, that's just a gift.

And curses?

- Do you believe in curses? - I don't.

I can't.

Actually, I don't know, I don't know.

Do you?

It depends.

You think you might, um...

know a way to deal with that problem?

I might,

but it would involve you engaging

with a part of yourself that you don't really know.

Are you willing to try?

Use this on your entire body.

I think your soul is feeling

trapped right now in your book.

You need to know what your book really is about.

I do.

Anyway, that doesn't have anything to do

with my private life.

Oh, God, maybe I should see a priest.

Calm down. You're Jewish.

It doesn't work that way.

All right, that's enough.

Rinse.

Careful with these.

Only on your penis, your testicles,

your scrotum, and your anus.

Hold it.

If you believe in the existence of the soul,

it's not so difficult to believe in previous lives

and in the possibility

that two souls have met before.

Hold it.

Same souls, different bodies, different incarnations.

And...

rinse.

God.

Everything is connected.

Your sexual predicament is the connection

that led you to finding me.

Finding me again.

Now...close your eyes.

Now picture me doing something sexual.

Not something mild, something really sexual.

Good.

Was what you just thought about

what I think you thought about?

Because that was really creative.

Good morning.

You're early.

What's wrong with you guys?

Can't you ever get your timing right?

I'm sorry.

Please, don't even start getting polite on me, Diego.

I can't take it, not today.

Maybe you've changed your mind.

It's okay. It's okay to change your mind.

I'm fine with that.

What, you want to run away on me?

Already?

All right, okay.

We don't have to do this.

You know, I don't think it would ever work anyway,

not with the BC rules.

What's that?

Don't tell me you haven't heard of booty call, Diego.

That's what this is, isn't it?

No strings attached,

no dating, no relationship?

Fuck buddies, okay?

Yes.

Yes to what it means,

or yes to the rules?

Both.

I don't think you could even stick to the rules, Diego.

"Rule number one: no meeting in public."

"Rule number two no forward plans."

Right.

"Rule number three:

"no cuddling and no pillow talk.

"Number four: no sleeping over.

Get out before sunrise."

That's right.

"Rule number five: not more than once a month."

Well, that one sucks.

- Yeah. - All right, fuck the rules.

They were probably made by men anyway.

Most rules are made by men.

You know what?

You're the only woman I know who gets even more beautiful

when she gets more angry.

What you just said, Diego,

do you really mean that?

Yeah.

Well, what do--

What do you want to do now?

Don't even pretend with me, Diego.

You know exactly what we're gonna do.

There's something I'd like to tell you.

Yeah?

I think...

I'm in love.

- You are? - Yeah.

I mean, not with you.

Don't worry, I know what you said.

Only booty, right?

Yeah.

And today, it was really good booty.

Yeah.

Yeah. Well, I don't know what to do,

'cause I've never talked to her.

You haven't talked to her.

What makes you think it's really love?

I don't know.

I think about her a lot.

I wrote her a poem. Can I read it to you?

Sure.

"Three times you raised your eyes, my love."

"And what was free and loose and lost in me

became your prisoner."

"I'll never need to know your name, my love,

"or to know your story.

"Your name is Joy, Grace, and Beauty,

"since that day, that sacred moment

when three times you raised your eyes, my love."

You think I should give it to her?

Well...

What makes you think she feels the same about you?

It takes two to tango, you know?

Well, she did look at me three times.

That's it.

And where was that?

At the center where I do capoeira.

She does yoga.

I don't--

Why do you think she won't talk to me?

Maybe she's mute.

No.

Next time you see her,

bring her three blue roses

and a small lemon.

She'll talk to you.

Blue roses, not red?

And a small lemon? Why?

She'll talk to you,

and she'll be your lover.

Bring her three blue roses and a small lemon.

She'll talk to you, and she'll be your lover.

Is that for me, or is that for you?

Why are you following me?

It's a very serious crime...

stalking.

No, wait, I didn't do stalking.

What exactly is it that you want?

Is it...me?

Yes.

I mean, not in a bad way.

Excuse me.

So what's your name?

Diego.

It used be Fidel back in Cuba.

- You can sit down. - Thank you.

It was better to change it.

Listen, Fidel,

I'm not normal.

I can't make love normally.

Nobody does.

Yeah, but I can't have pleasure.

Not anymore.

I had surgery.

Heart surgery...

three times.

They turned me into some kind of a freak.

You don't look like one.

I don't know what I look like.

I look like a big scar.

You know what I think?

I think scars are okay.

I think scars are good.

They show you did something special.

I didn't.

The doctors did.

If you let me love you,

I'm pretty sure I can help.

There are many ways.

There's capoiera. I do capoiera.

I don't know why,

but I feel like I could be naked in front of you.

Okay.

How are you feeling this week, Laura?

I was okay until today,

but, um, then...

Why don't you come around here?

I'll take a look at you.

Just stand right here for me.

You need a dynamic.

What?

Does it hurt?

Only if you're tense.

All right, let's give it a go.

Put you head forward look at your toes.

Relax, relax.

Okay, just relax.

Yeah?

I'll stop, I'll stop.

Don't stop. I'll keep it down.

Next one not here yet?

Don't look at me like that.

We can't do this.

You being naked like this means that I'm...

I'm molesting you, so...

How much do you know about what is called transference?

What you think you feel for me

is not really what you feel.

What you feel are projected redirected feelings

that you shouldn't feel like feelings,

not real feelings.

They're feelings from your past

that you are transferencering--

transferen--transferencing...to me,

on me, onto me,

but not onto the real me,

onto some idea that you have of me.

An interesting contradiction.

It's all about the fluidity of sexual energy and...

and self-control.

Are you done?

I'm done.

"I, Laura Lee,

"fully aware of the concept of

trans...ference..."

"consent to engage..."

"in a sexual relationship

"with Dr. Matt Roberts

on June 1, 2009."

All right, you can't control me with a piece of paper.

Damn, you are manipulative in a really weird way.

You can really be quite perverse.

Maybe I am.

But at least I'm in touch

with my instincts and my impulses.

And that's what they tell me--

that we do it right here.

But your instincts, your imp--

Right now!

Your impulses, they, um...

They play tricks on you.

Hey, Kim, it's Matt.

I'm really excited about going to the Hamptons this weekend.

If you're free, why don't we head down tonight?

I'm coming down to your part of town right now.

All right, I'll see you soon.

Hey, Kim, it's Matt.

I'm looking forward to the Hamptons this weekend.

Let me try to meet you later for drinks.

Give me a call, tell me where you're at, and, um...

Hey, Kim, it's Matt.

I'd love to meet for a drink later.

Morning, Kim.

It's Matt.

Hello.

Are we still on?

What are we on for? What was it again?

Uh, Hamptons, Montauk.

I got the car. I'm around the corner.

Come up, fourth floor.

All right.

Hi, guys.

Hi.

Hey.

You really want to drive all that way?

Yeah.

It'll clear up.

Yeah.

Pretty wild stuff.

It was fun last night. You should've come.

Yeah, well...

You missed something.

Is that you there?

So...

you're 93)'-

I don't think so.

I slept with you.

Did you sleep with her?

Sleep like sleep, or sleep like sex?

Come on.

She's a model.

She didn't have a place to stay.

What does that mean?

It doesn't count if it's with a model?

It doesn't mean anything.

She's from Somalia, and she speaks French,

pretty good French.

It means you're bisexual.

I'm not bisexual.

I just slept with that girl.

Come on.

Pack your bags.

So those other guys here, uh...

one of them was your ex-boyfriend, wasn't he?

Yeah, Fabrizio. He's cool.

Do you still sleep with him?

He's got his own bed.

Anyway, he's too rough.

Hey, listen,

I'm not that easy, you know.

Okay, you've got yourself a girlfriend for the weekend.

Wait.

What?

Fuck the Hamptons.

Okay.

Fuck the Hamptons.

So what exactly happened last night?

Was that the first time?

- What first time? - With that girl.

Was it the first time you slept with her?

What about with other girls?

What do you think?

Why are you asking?

I'm just curious.

Really, curious?

Are you curious, or you're jealous?

I'm curious.

So what? How did it start?

Who made the first move physically?

Was it you or...?

What was the first move?

Hey, please,

don't start getting jealous and possessive on me.

It's not about being jealous.

It's about our true instincts.

There's nothing wrong with having, uh,

boundaries and certain territories.

Oh, yeah.

They're also a part of our instincts.

Well, actually, when you're acting,

of course, it's different.

It can even be interesting

how far you go,

how far you're allowed to go.

Yeah.

How far would you want to go

for a love scene?

Have you done any?

Nothing really bold, no.

Well, how far would you go'?

I don't know.

Would you go all the way if they asked you to?

What kind of all the way?

Taking all my clothes off?

Would you?

It depends.

Would you go all the way with another guy?

What if I did?

Of course I wouldn't do it...darling.

Not unless they gave me $10 million.

And then?

And then I'd be rich.

O, beware, my lord, of jealousy.

It is the green-ey'd monster, which doth mock...

the meat it feeds on.

The Waverly, good morning.

Hi, Kim.

It is you, Kim, isn't it?

What can we do for you, sir?

Ah, good.

I only ask because, um,

it was someone else last night and this morning.

Do you need a wake-up call, Mr. Barron?

Yes, please, 6:30.

Very well, sir. Good night.

Wait, listen.

Tomorrow is my last day here.

I need to see you.

I don't think so, Mr. Barron.

I tell you what,

give me sixty seconds, okay?

Just one minute.

Your one minute turned into 100 the other night.

Yes, well, we were doing your lines.

Shakespeare counts triple.

I, uh...

bought a copy of the play

if you want to do it again.

Are you still there?

Yeah.

Ah, good, now imagine if you will

your faithful insomniac in his lonely pajamas,

slipping into the lean, mean, infamous skin of Macbeth.

What, uh... What's the scene number?

I'm not doing "Macbeth" anymore.

I'm doing "Othello."

I can do "Othello."

Well, thanks, Mr. Barron, but you know,

I've got the switchboard down here.

Oh, yes, the switchboard.

There is something poetic about that.

Poetic? What's your definition?

Something with possibilities.

Anything with possibilities.

Anything? Wow.

Probabilities are not so interesting,

and certainties are not at all, but...

Well, it's like your call in the morning,

the tone, the timbre, the rhythm of your voice.

It has possibilities.

I'll set the automated call, Mr. Barron.

You need a little bit of sleep.

Oh, no, I won't be able to sleep.

I'll keep thinking that we should've read Shakespeare.

Come, you spirits that tend on mortal thoughts,

unsex me here,

and fill me from the crown to the toe topful

of direst cruelty.

Hold on one second.

Where were we at?

You don't to have to say yes, just say maybe.

A possibility.

I don't do blind dates.

It wouldn't be a blind date. You know plenty about me.

Including how many girlfriends you have.

Don't forget, Mr. Barron,

this is a switchboard down here.

You should be more careful, actually,

if you want to be senator one day.

Oh, no, I'll never be a senator.

I don't look the part.

Besides, you have to be a perfect citizen

in order to be a senator,

or at least pretend like you're one,

which is even worse.

So what do you think? Will I see you tomorrow?

No.

I'll be at the Belcourt at 5:00.

I'll be wearing, uh...

I'll be wearing a hat.

And?

And maybe you'll come.

Kim?

Thank you.

I'm actually very interested to know

about this all-female version of "Othello"?

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt.

I'm Claire.

Julian. It's nice to meet you, Claire.

Nice, nice.

Well, uh, have a nice drink.

I need to get going.

Maybe you shouldn't have left your chaperon.

And maybe you would agree

to take your entrance scene again from the top...

Claire?

Maybe.

How did you find out?

I recognized your voice.

Are you telling me the truth?

Why would I lie?

People lie all the time.

Especially about those things.

I'd lie to you if I had good reason to.

Maybe you do.

I'm sorry, Mr. Chairman.

I just finished the Phoenix speech.

I'm gonna need 36 hours for the Boston one.

We just pulled up.

Are you sure that your guy can find us

in the middle of this fucking mess?

I guess he has.

I'm gonna walk.

I'm sorry, Mr. Chairman, I'm gonna lose reception now.

I'll be back in Washington tomorrow.

So you got more of your conceptual shit.

It's so painfully trendy, Alice.

You should come to the sales.

I've got seats for Christie's, you know.

You shouldn't grace their dry little benches

with the moistness of your magnificent pussy.

No dinner then?

Oh, this restaurant thing.

It's a fetish for snobs.

I don't get it.

Of course, you don't get it.

You're my only client who doesn't act like a real man.

You don't have what it takes.

I do.

I'll show you.

Stop doing that.

Have we started?

We have.

You know we have.

This doesn't stay in the system?

Of course, it does.

I thought you were giving me a discount.

Why should I?

I'm not a shoe shop.

You can still change your mind.

Take me to Starbucks, and we'll call it quits.

You are allowed to flip-flop.

Liberals do it all the time.

I am not a liberal.

Don't even think about that room.

Do it.

It doesn't stop you from sleeping?

It's supposed to.

Julian?

What?

This was our last time. I'm retiring.

What are you talking about?

You're too successful to retire.

You're the best.

Are you getting married?

No.

I'm opening a gallery.

Oh, Alice,

you're gonna make far less money.

You could actually lose money.

The art market is incredibly unreliable.

No, this is ridiculous.

Why are you doing this to me?

To you?

You can't do this.

People count on you. I count on you.

Oh, shit, you're not taking this seriously.

I have signed the lease.

What about doing both?

I would have a PR problem.

You're gonna have a PR problem.

You can't keep this a secret.

I am not going to.

I'm gonna use this...

as PR, as my past.

I was thinking about writing a book.

Maybe we can do it together.

Oh, fuck.

There is something else.

I want to have a child.

No.

I don't want a husband.

I wouldn't know what to do with a husband.

I just want to raise a child on my own,

and I'm looking for a good genetic father.

And?

You.

Wow, Alice, that's...

That's really advanced societally.

No, that's really progressive.

You should think about cloning yourself.

You could raise little mistress triplets.

That's even more progressive.

I'm serious.

I think you'd be the best.

Why?

I'm short, I'm shortsighted,

I have allergies, um...

I like the way you write.

Can I ask you, um,

would you mind awfully if I borrowed your goggles?

Mine have broken.

Thank you.

It's a bit hot.

Would you mind if I joined you?

Would you mind?

I'm really sorry.

Please, accept my apologies.

I'd feel really embarrassed if you left.

Really embarrassed.

By the way, I'm Dominique.

Sean.

Nice to meet you, Sean.

Is it a good book?

Can you read me a bit?

Just, you know,

a sentence at random.

It works.

At random?

At random.

Okay.

Third line from the top of page 99.

"When analytic thought, the knife,

"is applied to experience,

"something is always killed in the process."

See? It works.

Yeah.

So, you just move into the building?

No, I'm here for the weekend.

Yeah? Is it your first time in New York?

What's your first impression?

Good.

Great.

Unpredictable.

Maybe it's not even the city.

Maybe we're all

less predictable in new places.

Routine is the enemy.

Come on, go for it.

Relax. Lighten up

I guess some routines aren't bad.

You know, like swimming every day.

Or meditating like the Dalai Lama.

Not getting much better.

We've got to change gear.

Have you ever read "The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying"?

Shit, it's getting worse.

What if I took my swimming suit off?

I mean, it's great.

What the fuck am I talking about?

I need to lighten up

Or maybe not.

Maybe she is interested.

No, I can't take it off

It'll freak him out.

I'll just change position.

Shit. She's doing stretches now.

She's getting bored.

Fuck, I think I'm getting hard.

I got to get out of here.

Anyway, it was great to meet you, Dominique.

I'll see you around.

Sean?

Was there a lot of blood?

It does that. It's okay.

He doesn't look worried.

It's just a cut.

So, it's Dominique, right?

Right. It's coming back?

Yeah. How long was I out?

Not long. How are you feeling?

Stupid.

Does it hurt?

No, not much.

It should, shouldn't it?

See? Your brain is coming back.

In fact, you're a bit smarter than before.

Wait a minute, so what happened?

You slipped.

I slipped?

Did you see me?

I was there.

Wait. You were there?

- I was there. - Hey, don't do that.

I slipped?

Wait, did--

Did we go all the way?

Well, how was it?

Your father just arrived.

You know my father?

I found his number in your phone,

and I called him.

How was it?

It was good.

Not bad at all.

Hold that cab!

Thank you.

You coming home with me?

They said it was okay if I walked.

I think I'm gonna go for a walk.

I'll see you at home.

Okay, bye. I love you.

I love you too, Dad.

What are you listening to?

Don't worry about it.

Come on. What?

So what happened to you?

You disappeared.

I was actually at the hospital.

Had to get some stitches.

Show me.

Whoa, dude.

And they made you stay there for three days?

Yeah, doing scans or tests or whatever.

I mean, it's all fine, though.

What happened?

Anything interesting?

Tell me.

Nothing. I slipped at the pool.

Okay. Well, I got something to tell.

I'm not a virgin anymore.

I thought you didn't want to do it with Jack.

I didn't.

It wasn't him.

- Wow. - Yeah.

Does he know?

No.

You think I should tell him?

Unless you stay very strictly abstinent.

So, what are you, like...

You in love with this new guy?

I thought I was, kind of.

But I'm not. It's weird.

Maybe you're ready for something different.

You know, maybe you ought to try with me.

You're kidding, right?

Sean. No, I can't do it with you.

You're my best friend.

So'?

No, Sean.

Everybody knows you can't do it with your best friend.

It fucks everything up.

Can you imagine you and me in some horrible sex position?

Come on, Sean, stop.

No. It'd be a really stupid thing to do.

Okay. It was just an idea.

I've been thinking about what you said yesterday.

About what?

About you...

and me...

doing it together.

Listen, I'm sorry.

It was a dumb idea.

I was just sort of jerking around.

Well, I changed my mind.

I think you're right.

I think we should try.

No, you're the one that's right.

When you're friends, it just fucks everything up.

No, listen, I've been thinking about it.

It'd be your first time.

- No, it wouldn't. - Yes, it would.

I know that it would.

What, did it happen when you were at the hospital?

I think it's really cool to do it

with your best friend for the first time.

It's the time you remember for the rest of your life.

You don't want to remember me for the rest of your life?

Stop it. I told you, okay?

- It wouldn't be my first time. - Yeah, okay.

We can't do it, Julie.

It'd be too weird.

It'd be like...

It'd be like between brother and sister.

Only we're not.

We're best friends, okay?

That's not the same as being in love.

Yeah, but that's just the point.

If we were in love, it would have to be serious.

It wouldn't just be for the experience.

When you're not in love, it's different.

It's cool.