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[music playing]

From earliest times, artistshave all sought to try to leave

their mark on the world.

After all, art without an audience

is nothing more than masturbation,

a self-gratifying act, butultimately unfulfilling.

If you wish to affect theworld, you must submit

yourself to its judgement.

Without an audience, your geniusdies with you, unconsummated,

own and seed spilled on barren ground.

Even if it's only oneperson, you must find someone

to show your creation to.

Unless of course, that someone finds you first.

[glass cracking]

[buzzing]

[liquid melting]

[air blowing]

I really can't believethat you're Peter Deutch.

[music playing]

[announcement over loudspeaker]

[phones ringing]

Can I help?

Yeah.

Just give me one.

What'd they say?

Well, it's not a life or death priority.

But [sniffs] they gave me these pills.

You want one? - I don't need one.

I was wearing my seat belt.

Rub it in why don't you.

Hey, you're not taken off on me, are you?

No, no, I was driving.

Least I can do is hangaround and hold your hand.

Thank you.

I know why this place looks so familiar.

Oh, please, God, don't tell me you built it.

[laughs] No.

But I must ripped off thedesign at least a dozen times.

What's to rip off?

It's nothing but a pile of boxes.

Well, it's an efficientuse of space and material.

Besides, sick people don'twant too much beauty anyway.

It makes them feel worse.

That is such bullshit.

Excuse me?

There is no excuse for ugliness, none.

You want to build things,make them beautiful.

Hear, hear.

[announcement over loudspeaker]

Are you an architect?

I'm an artist.

[laughs] Oh, thatexplains it all, doesn't it?

Explains what exactly?

Now I don't mean to insult you.

But building a building is slightly

more complicated than it looks.

So unless you're an architect, you're

really not qualified to judge.

That it is the mostarrogant crap I've ever heard.

You want to call yourself anarchitect, read a book called

Human Spaces by Peter Deutch.

[phones ringing]

Did you set this up?

No.

You've read Deutch?

Yeah, why?

- I'm him. - No.

Yes.

You're Peter Deutch?

I am Peter Deutch.

I have read everysingle one of your books.

Really?

Yeah.

What the hell are you doing with this moron?

[laughs] I got stuck with him in college.

Weber, Mitch Weber, of Weber, Burns, and Weber.

Now maybe you've heard of me.

I really cannot believe you're Peter Deutch.

Well, I-- I am.

Are you sick?

No, we just got a little fender bender.

My car is totaled, but I'm fine.

I broke my collarbone.

I was just visiting somebody, but maybe--

maybe I could give you a lift?

Um, well, my car is totaled.

But I-- I'm responsible for this guy.

So--

Peter, you know, I thinkI'm going to be here all night

long.

So why don't you take a ride home.

[announcement over loudspeaker]

Well.

I can't believe this.

I just believe you're here, I guess.

The famous author is impressed that he

got me to come home with them.

Yes, he is.

I like that.

[music playing]

[breathing heavy]

It's been awhile.

[cleo chuckles]

[music playing]

Hi.

Hi.

You sleep well?

Mm-hmm.

Weird, what's it for?

Oh, it's part of a theory I'm working on.

It's one of my favorite ideas actually,

the concept of public privacy.

Common spaces, communally-owned,small, and private.

That way people-- - Peter?

Yeah?

Have you ever actually built anything?

Me?

No, no.

I'm an academic.

I don't build.

But I think you should.

Really?

Mm-hmm.

[cars honking]

[people chatting]

[honking]

Mr. Deutch?

Yes.

Ms. Cleo regrets to inform you that she

will be unable to attendthe theater this evening.

If you would be so kind as to come with me.

CLEO: Get in the limo.

I'm waiting.

[footsteps]

[music playing]

Cleo?

CLEO: Remove jacket and shirt.

Drink more champagne.

Proceed to next station.

[music playing]

Remove tie.

Thirsty female awaits within.

Drink glass.

Bring bottle and glasses.

Take bottle and chilledglasses and proceed to bedroom.

Take off your glasses.

Don't turn around.

[peter moans]

What kind of game is this?

The good kind.

Can I take a--

Shh.

[music playing]

[heavy breathing]

[panting]

[peter sighs]

[peter chuckles]

[music playing]

[engine roars]

Look at this.

You don't like it?

There's nothing human about this.

[scoffs] You're kidding.

This is you trying to prove some point.

Exactly, exactly.

I'm trying to prove a very important point.

Privacy is going become--

This isn't theory anymore.

You have to create.

Creation begins with concepts.

You take an idea, you refine it, develop it,

you try to turn it--

Bullshit!

I-- I-- I am sorry I asked, really.

I just have to find some way of muddling through

without benefit of your opinion.

You want to look like a fool, go ahead.

Do it your way.

[door slams]

[music playing]

[people chatting]

Hey, buddy, [inaudible].

Long time no see.

Mitch, I want to build a building.

Oh, no you don't.

I do. I do.

MAN IN BACKGROUND: Michael!

Theoretical buildings don'tstand up in the real world.

[sighs] Every building istheoretical till you put it up.

I want to make something.

Mr. Weber, your doctor will see you now.

I'm Weber.

You might notice theelaborate system of trust

is designed to keep my body from collapsing

into a gelatinous state.

Who are you?

Oh, he's Peter Deutch.

Maybe you've read his books.

Deutch, I have a message for you.

The doctor is waiting.

Thank you.

It's hard to make beautiful buildings

in an ugly world, my friend.

[music playing]

[skin hitting skin]

Isn't he something, Peter?

I mean, really, how could you compete?

[peter gasps]

[music playing]

[gasping]

[music playing]

Hey!

[banging walls]

[screams]

[things shattering]

[panting]

[glass clinking]

[music playing]

[fire crackling]

[knocking on door]

Hey, guys, are you two decent?

Drinks before dinner rememberto celebrate my liberation.

Where's Cleo?

What happened?

She set me up.

It was incredible.

I'm not sure I can explain it.

[paper bag crinkling]

Let's have one of these, huh.

[beer opens]

Wake up.

[peter sighs]

She fucked me over, totally fucked me over.

Tell me all about it.

Well, I came home.

We got this game we play, youknow candles, these curtains,

this weird shit, sex games.

And I come in.

Right in front of me, she's fucking something.

- Someone. - No, it was a thing.

It was a nasty thing!

It was just unbelievable.

And I-- I come back and she's gone.

She did leave me with this though.

[music playing]

You look better.

I'm more than better.

I'm a fucking genius.

Take a look at this andtell me I'm not-- come on.

Check it.

OK.

Check it.

[mitch scoffs]

You know that little piece of glass?

Shh!

Show me the infrastructure.

Come here.

Yeah.

Right over there.

You're done.

[music playing]

You are a fucking genius!

[car horn honks]

[peter laughs]

We're honored you could join us in person.

Sir. Peter Deutch.

Pleasure.

Where is the, uh, model?

Well, we don't actually have a-- a model.

We felt the computeroffered certain advantages.

I think the design speaks for itself.

If you care to have a little look here.

This is, uh-- this is most suitable.

We can put it on top.

Of course, we'll have to reduce the size, huh?

That's exactly what I was thinking.

Excuse me. On top?

On top of what?

The new Dubai Mall, 900 commercial units.

And 1,500 residential.

You want to, uh, put thisbuilding on-- on top of a mall?

Peter.

Is there a problem?

A misunderstanding, perhaps.

I think we can discuss theexigencies of this project

later. - I'm sure.

No, it's just-- I just wasn't aware

of that particular detail.

I see.

Well, uh, you have my card, huh?

[door closes]

A mall?

A mall!

Ha-- have you lostwhat's left of your mind?

That was MustaphaAl-rajit, Peter, in person.

I don't care if it was Donald Trump!

I did not design this buildingto be stuck on the top

of a goddamn shopping center!

It was an immediate yes, Peter.

So?

So nobody ever gets an immediate yes!

Now do you want to build this thing or not?

Not like that. No, I don't.

We build it like that, we get rich!

Do you want to build it?

Of course, I want to build it.

So?

So show me the goddamn mall.

[music playing]

[door opens]

What the fuck?

- Are you Peter Deutch. - No, he went out.

He's not here. - It's him.

Get out of my place!

Sorry, we don't want to go.

Oh, man. You want money?

I got from money. - Drop the hammer!

Yeah.

I don't have any-- I don'thave any-- [yells] [panting]

We heard you're working for [inaudible].

No, no, no, no.

Never heard of him.

Man has enemies, Mr. Deutch.

[WHISPERING] What do you want?

House in the country, BMW, blond.

[panting] What do you want from me?

Me personally?

Nothing.

[scoffs] My employer, however.

Come on!

[yells] Hey!

[big impact]

Now, now.

Now, now, now, now.

Easy, easy, easy, easy.

[peter panting]

My employer, however, wantsyou to find another job.

All right, I'll quite. I swear!

Shh.

You're a draftsman.

We're a dying breed.

No!

This'll do.

Keep it tight.

[peter panting]

[peter screaming]

[metal cranking]

[peter gasping]

Those stupid fucks!

Stupid fucks!

[chuckling] I'm left handed!

[crying]

I forgot.

[chewing] You're left handed, aren't ya?

[metal cranking]

[peter screaming]

[music playing]

[machine whirring]

[peter gasping]

[knocking on door]

What are you doing there?

You quit!

Are you fucking crazy?

You are fucking crazy.

[gasps] I-- I didn't think you were coming.

You want to put that thing down, please.

Don't worry about it.

I can't pull the trigger anyway.

Oh, I'm beyond worried about you, my friend.

Don't worry about me.

I'm fine.

What the hell happened to you?

Oh, uh, a couple of guys came over.

They wanted to talk about the project,

you know, uh, funny guys actually.

Uh, guess they had something to say

about your friend, [inaudible].

I think-- I think mainly theyjust want to ruin my hands.

OK, Peter, don't freak out, all right?

I'm fine.

Now [inaudible] knows howto protect his investments.

We are not going to walk awaybecause of some vague threat.

Oh, I'd say this is more thana vague threat, wouldn't you?

- I'm sorry. - I'm sorry too.

It was a bad idea.

I'm withdrawing my designfrom consideration.

- You can't do that! - Yes, I can!

It's worth a million dollars each, Peter!

I don't give a fuck about the money!

I'm out!

OK.

Now look, you were the onewho brought me the building.

You were the one who wanted to build it.

Do you remember that? You wanted to build it.

Yeah, I-- I came to you on [inaudible] build it.

I'm sorry.

I just don't want it to turn into a joke.

I don't want to see it end up a decoration

on top of a fucking mall!

I want to see it done right, OK?

It's a complicated project, Peter.

You can't just make up your mind to do that!

Can we build it?

[panting] Can we still do it?

Yeah.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

[music playing]

Here it comes.

[music playing]

It works.

It really works.

So was it worth it?

You tell me.

It was worth it.

[music playing]

[drinks clink]

[wind whipping]

Hello, Peter.

Cleo.

Go away.

How are your hands?

How do you know about that?

I had them broken.

It was you?

I couldn't let you put it on top of a mall.

You ruined my hands!

A small price to pay for a masterpiece.

Think about it

For a building.

[laughs hysterically] Oh, I--I hate to break it to you.

[laughing] But I have big plansfor this fucking masterpiece.

I'm going to put one up inevery tacky, suburban shithole

on this planet!

Cheap copies of it with advertising on the side!

Wait'll you see the Vegas version!

Your building is unique, Peter.

It's alone in the world.

Do you have to ruin that?

Yes, I do, absolutely.

It'll be my pleasure!

You won't do that.

You just try and stop me.

OK.

[buzzing]

[peter yelling]

[wind whipping]

[music playing]

[fire crackling]

Mr. Jarvis, you have no idea howlucky you're about to become.

[whooshing]

[buzzing]

You're James Jarvis?

[scoffs] God, I've seen all of your films.

[music playing]

Is there any notion moreattractive than immortality?

[doors clink]

Why else do we buildmonuments, have children?

[doors clink]

So that they will live on after us.

There is no need more primalthan the need to create.

[doors clink]

Once begun, you find you care about nothing

else, not your friends, yourlovers, not even yourself.

Everything you have is focused into the work.

And therein lies the real danger of creation.

If you put in too much of yourself--

[doors clink]

--you may have nothing left.

[music playing]