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You ready?

Okay, let's get this over with.

Welcome to the 70s!

Is that when you first met?

Oh no.

we met a few months before then when bradford first moved to new york

he was a small-town chorus boy ready to be devoured

he got cast in this god-awful musical that i designed the sets for

Oh God, no. Vinny and I never slept together.

Did he tell you that?

No, it was much deeper than that.

He was a true friend.

I'm going to call for you, Vinny. Hello.

Again?

Really?

Yeah, okay.

I'll be right there.

Thanks for bailing me out, Vinny.

You have the worst luck in the toilets.

I know. I don't want to talk about it. I told you!

Just take a dirty diaper with you and then when the police come in you can

show it to them and explain that you are incontinent.

That is disgusting.

Yeah, but it works.

You've really never been to the baths?

Days went by.

Months.

I think I spent more time at the baths than I did at my apartment.

I know Vinny did.

That's not true.

I went there occasionally.

Everybody did.

It was a different time.

Black and soul.

It won't come out.

Black ink.

It won't wash out.

They haven't washed these floors since 1888.

It's the black stain.

See what I'm talking about? Back of my neck. See these black fingerprints?

You think I'm crazy, don't you?

Coming back here one more time.

You think it's funny, don't you?

It ain't.

It's in the most handsome ones. The ones like you.

Yeah.

And then they get us to blow them.

They take their hands, put them on the back of our heads, and we go down on

them. We have the most delicious time just going up and down with those sweet

cucks.

And then we don't know that they've got their fingers dipped in that indelible

ink. the kind that won't come out and then they bring in the rain

yeah the rain they bring them in and they line us up and they

look at the back of our necks and they look for these black fingerprints and

any one of us with the black stain the arrest for lewd conduct but they ain't

gonna get me oh no because this shit's gonna get washed out i'm gonna wash this

shit out I know you think I'm crazy, but I'm not.

Because they ain't gonna get me.

I'm too smart for them.

And I'm too strong.

And they ain't gonna get me. No, sir.

No, no, no.

No, no, no, no.

Time stood still there.

That's a hard thing to walk away from.

Once in a while we could get out.

For a show or club opening.

The first discos didn't have names.

We called it the 13th floor because that's where it was.

You had to be a member to get in.

And they didn't serve alcohol.

The elevator was always broken.

In those days, we would do anything.

That was part of the appeal.

Excitement.

finding a little bit of heaven amongst the hell.

Where is everybody?

Sterling?

Wait, you designed this space?

Yes.

Bullshit. You did nothing.

I got some memberships, didn't I?

The best thing about this club is that every bar is right across the street.

Shall we?

Yes.

Where's my shirt?

Here.

Wear this.

I'm coming.

You were going to get kicked out of this building.

Oh, hush. They love the drama.

Who's they?

You might as well keep them. They're my spare piece.

Oh, I brought these for you.

Thank you, Vinny. They're plastic, so you don't have to put them in water, and

they won't die.

How thoughtful.

Do you want to know where I got these?

I don't think so.

You mind if I take a shower? I just couldn't go home to mom smiling like

that. For Mal to hide.

Of course not.

Who could that be at this ungodly hour? If it's for me, I'm gonna do it.

Hello.

Oh, hi mom. Yes, it's P.

I don't know, I just haven't found the right girl yet.

What am I, chopped liver?

Well, I should go. We have rehearsal today.

Yes, Mom.

Love you, too.

You didn't tell them about your leg.

They don't need to know about that.

Really?

Yes.

Isn't it time you got home to your mommy?

Okay, okay.

I'll shut up.

I'll never dance again.

Nonsense.

That's what the doctor said.

What does he know?

More than you.

What the hell am I gonna do now?

Come on, let's go to a movie!

What movie?

Come on!

Trust me.

Good afternoon.

Two tickets, please.

Thank you.

There aren't even any English subtitles.

How are we supposed to understand this?

I don't think there's much of a plan.

That's my cue.

You coming?

I gotta take a leak. Hey, do not leave without me. I won't.

Go.

Don't get too close!

Get in the row behind me.

Need some help, darling?

No, I can manage.

Thank you.

You want me to shake it for you?

No, thanks.

It's okay.

Don't be shy.

I'm here for you.

Don't touch me.

Do you want me to turn the water on for you?

That usually helps.

Sure. No hot water?

Cheap bitch.

I get off on you guys watching me get off.

I can turn you on.

No charge.

Free love, baby.

Free motherfucking love.

That's it.

Watch out for the razor.

What?

The razor blades.

I would like something authentic.

Something real.

Please.

You won't feel a thing unless your pants are thin material or too tight.

Then your ass is gonna get razored.

Ouch.

Thanks.

That's why I wear a dress.

No pockets to razor.

And carry a purse.

With a brick in it.

Come some handy kids in your dress to fuck with me.

Oh, and to kill rats.

You wanna party?

No, not right now. Maybe later.

Okay. I'll be waiting, cookies.

Those are actually nice cookies.

Thanks.

I can see it in your eyes I can see it in your eyes

There's still some cash here.

I'll take it.

Don't let him back in.

You almost ready?

Almost.

I don't know if I'm up for going out.

Come on.

It's been weeks.

When you fall off the wagon, you just have to get right back on.

I don't think that's the expression.

You know what I mean.

get up those stairs.

You go ahead.

No, I'm not abandoning you here.

You're sweet.

Really? It's okay.

No, it's not okay.

Let's go across the street to the Everhart.

I'm not supposed to get this wet.

Sorry. I didn't mean to come so quickly.

I'll be good to go again in a few minutes.

Smoke? Sure.

How'd it happen?

What?

Your leg.

Skiing accident.

In June?

Maybe that's why.

Not enough snow.

Can I sign it?

Sure, you got a pen?

You're not a cop, are you?

What?

It's an awfully big pen.

I heard about cops coming in here marking guys engaging in lewd behavior.

What? That's ridiculous.

You didn't answer my question.

No.

I'm not a cop.

Okay.

Horse. That can't be your real name, is it? It is.

Well, that's what most people call me.

I wonder why.

No, really.

My full name is Charlie Horse.

My parents had a real sense of humor.

Uh-huh.

What's yours?

My name?

You do have one right?

Yes.

I'm Bradford.

I brought coffee and croissants.

Don't ask me where I got these.

I know better.

I know what I'm gonna do now.

Hello?

Hi.

Horse?

It's Bradford.

Uh-huh. We met at the Everhard Baths a few months ago.

You know, the guy with the cast.

Yes, I know who you are.

What time is it?

I don't know. It's quite late.

Sorry, did I wake you?

No. It's okay.

What's up?

Do you want to be in a movie?

What?

How? You don't know anything about making a movie.

I can learn.

We can learn.

We?

What am I gonna do?

It's not working.

Vinny, why don't you help him out?

And

you

can make the sets.

Oh really?

We could make something that is better than that dreck we saw.

I guess anybody could do better than that.

We could make something real.

Something about our lives.

What they're really like.

Would anyone want to see that? Yes, they would.

You are crazy.

So what do you say?

Sure.

Why not?

Are you okay? No, leave him. What?

Keep going.

Keep going.

It's real.

Silly and messy and real.

Did you see her in that new movie?

God, yes.

Everyone coming into the salon wants to get a shag now.

I'm gonna die of boredom.

I know.

Could I get some more lasagna, please, Mrs. DeMacco?

Of course.

But please, call me Esther.

Okay, Esther.

Oh, no thanks. I'm stuffed.

So, uh, how about me? Would I look good in a shirt?

Come on down to the salon.

I'll do you.

Mom!

Stop flirting with the talent. Shut your mouth!

What would Dad think?

Don't talk about your father.

What, you're not eating?

I still have a scene to do.

Oh, you remind me of my husband.

God rest his soul.

Still no answer.

Mom!

Watch your mouth!

Ow!

Sorry, Mom!

It looks like Randy's not coming.

So, what are we gonna do?

I'll do it.

What?

That's alright with you?

Yeah.

Wait, who's gonna work the camera?

You.

I don't know how to work a camera.

It's easy, I'll set it up and you just press the button.

Right there.

You ready?

Yeah.

Press the button.

The film ran out. Damn it, didn't you notice?

No! I told you I don't know how to use a camera.

How was I supposed to know?

Sorry. I know it's not your fault.

We could shoot it again.

No, we're out of film.

Well, what then?

I know.

We'll put it as the last scene of the movie.

It'll leave them wanting more.

It's like we come so hard that we white out the screen.

Okay. And then we can leave it white and have the credits in black type over it

so the whole theater is bathed in this bright white light so everyone can see

each other.

Is that such a good idea?

Do they want to see who's next to them or on their knees in front of them? Yes,

it's a brilliant idea.

This dark, damp theater, this place of shame.

will be bathed in light.

We will all come out of the darkness and into the light. Oh, brother.

If you say so.

Speaking of credits, what should our names be?

What do you mean?

We can't use our real names.

Why not?

We could get arrested, or worse.

Besides, Bradford Christensen and Vincenzo DeMarco are not exactly the

sexiest names.

He has a point there.

Oh, shut up.

What about Brad Ford?

Just your first name? No, first name Brad, last name Ford. Oh, I get it. Like

a truck.

Very macho. Yeah, I like that.

And it's my real name, so I'm not ashamed or hiding anything.

What should my name be?

What about your initials?

VD.

Yeah, that's going to get us excited and into the theater.

What about Marco?

Just Marco?

Just Marco.

First boy I was ever in love with was named Marco.

What about me?

You are horse.

You will always be horse.

And you are going to be a star.

But where are we going to show it?

Hello.

We would like to speak to the owner, please.

Five dollars each.

No, we're not here to watch a movie.

We just want to talk to the owner.

Everybody pays to enter.

Okay.

Now can we speak to the owner?

Uh-huh.

Well, where is he? Can you get him for us?

I am the author.

Oh.

Uh-huh.

And now what the fuck do you want?

We made a film.

And we would like to show it here.

Oh, really?

What kind of film?

It's a film about what happens with men when they are with...

You know, what happens when they go to a place where they can... It's a gay porn

film.

First of all, we don't show porn here.

We show art films.

Right, and an art film is an art film.

And second, we don't show no fag movies here.

Oh, no.

We know that. We've been here before.

But everyone who goes here is gay.

And they're all having sex with each other.

In the theater.

So if it was an actual gay film, a gay art film, on the screen, they would be

happier and you would do more business?

Really, you think so?

You know so much about running a theater.

No, we don't know anything about running a theater, but we do know our film is

really good and the guys here would love it. You don't get it.

No one's going to come to see a gay sex film.

No one that comes here is gay.

Really?

They may have sex with each other when they're in the theater. I don't know

what goes on in there.

They're not gay when they come in, and they're not gay when they leave.

You understand what I mean?

Not really.

If I show a gay movie here, then everyone that comes in will be gay.

Everyone seeing them come in will know they're gay.

They'll know they're gay when they leave.

No one will come in.

Excuse me, sir.

If they were to show a gay film here, a gay art film, would you come and see it?

Would you be afraid to come in, to be seen coming in?

Gay art film?

We want man-on-man action. Hard-core action.

Oh my.

That would be wonderful.

Okay.

You're in luck.

This movie isn't doing any business, and I need something new.

I'm willing to try anything. Let me see your movie.

If it's any good, I'll show it for a week.

If it does better than this one, I'll keep it on longer.

Fantastic. What's it called?

A Night at the Everhard Baths.

Let's just call it Everhard. I think that gets the point across and not scare

away anyone.

I don't know.

No, shut up. Yeah, that would be fine.

We'll split the box over 90, Ted.

90 going to... Me.

We were thinking more like 50-50.

No.

How about 60-40?

There's the door.

Okay, 80-20. How about that?

We'll start the movie on Friday.

Really? This Friday?

Yeah. I thought you wanted to watch it first and decide.

It can't be worse than the crap we're showing now, can it? No.

Well, there you go, then.

See you on Friday.

Leave it.

What are you doing?

Okay. I might as well go in.

Well, it's 10 a.m. on a Friday, so everyone is at work, which is where I

should be.

I know, but you would think someone would show up.

Isn't it time to open up? I need my coffee first.

Come on.

Congratulations.

Thank you.

Anyone come in yet?

No.

Well, it's early.

What is it? Iron Squad?

No, it's our movie that's playing and you're our first audience member.

We hope you enjoy it.

Okay.

Well, I should get back to work.

I'll see you guys later.

This is epic romantic.

Let's get out of here.

We'll come back after dark.

And it will be packed.

You promise?

Yes.

Come on.

Hey.

What's this?

It's our movie.

You should come see it tonight.

I work here.

I don't need to see a movie about this place.

If you want me in your movie, let me know.

This is Kier, waiting to be discovered.

Can you believe it?

What, you had your doubts?

What, frankly? Yes.

I'm just kidding with you. I didn't think anyone was going to show up

either. I knew they'd come.

Yes, you did.

Thank you.

We better go in.

But my big scene is next.

Is he

your

boyfriend? Husband actually.

Really? Yeah.

You don't like to watch him perform?

No, I don't mind.

I'm a performer myself, so... Oh, I see.

But I really want to be a makeup artist.

That's what I came to New York to be.

Well, we all come here to be something.

Here, let me fix your lipstick.

What's wrong with it?

Nothing. It could just be a little softer.

Softer?

I don't want to be softer.

Okay. Well, harder then. How's that?

Okay.

Did you see me?

Yeah. You were great.

Liar. Everyone thought you were great.

Thanks.

Hey.

I love you.

I know.

Buffy.

Is this it? Yeah.

Seems a little light.

Yeah, well, business hasn't been so great.

Are you kidding?

You've had packed houses every night.

Not really.

Really? You haven't been here for every show.

Do we need to have someone in here every night counting heads?

I think we do.

It's true.

We were screwed over with our first movie, but it played for months, and we

made a hell of a lot more money than we ever thought we would.

And more importantly, we learned a lot.

We didn't make the same mistakes again.

Hey, you can't sleep in here.

One.

Two.

Three.

Four. Five.

Six.

Seven.

8 9 10

11 12

13

We had a total headcount of $379.

So you owe us... $947 and... Yeah, yeah, yeah, I can do math.

What is it, fan now?

Read it.

Dear Brad, I saw your latest movie at the Nob Hill Theater and loved it.

I have been back to see it five times and will probably go back to see it

tonight. I still haven't seen the ending.

Wink wink.

I would love to be in one of your movies, preferably in a scene with

horse.

I've enclosed some pictures of myself.

Oh my.

Let me see.

If you're...

Ever in San Francisco, give me a call. A huge fan, Mitch.

Oh, yeah.

I could work with that.

Nice.

San Francisco.

How the hell did he see the movie there? We only have the one print.

There's another letter.

From Chicago.

What the hell is going on?

What do you think you're doing?

Just doing my job.

I have to get this film to the last place I can copy it. Really?

Hey, wait.

I recognize you.

You're the guy in the movie.

Yes. Yes, I am.

Thank God some of the movies got bootlegged.

Otherwise we would have nothing.

They may not be the best quality, faded, blurry, etc.

At least it's something.

Crude as the copies are, they are all we have left.

We started making money.

Good money.

More than we'd ever dreamed of.

We used the money to make more movies.

More elaborate movies.

With dialogue and plots.

Oh.

I'm sorry.

I forgot my line.

Cut. Sorry.

Don't worry about the lines for right now. We can dub it all later like the

Italians do.

Oh. Just say a bunch of numbers and...

React. Great. Okay, thanks.

Sorry.

Okay, and action.

One.

Ninety-four.

Three.

Um, eight.

Oh, well sure, I'll try anything once.

We still didn't know what we were doing, but we felt we were onto something, and

the movies got better and better.

And she paid me with this.

You have the best clients.

I know.

Have you seen her hair in that dreadful new movie?

Oh yeah, it's terrible.

I know.

Everyone coming into the salon wants to get a perm now.

I know.

Die from the fumes.

Bradford, do you have something we could...

I get just the thing.

You want some?

Sure.

You have done this before, right?

Of course.

Cocaine?

Well, Bradford was the worst.

He made fun of me for buying my car and my furs.

But at least I didn't spend all my money on coke.

It all went up his nose.

Hello boys.

Hi Esther.

Oh no, not you too.

What?

Ignore him.

You look delicious.

Thanks.

You boys hungry?

I can whip something up in a jiffy.

Oh, no.

We're not very hungry.

Maybe later.

Nobody wants to eat anything anymore.

You're all going to waste away to nothing.

Mom.

I don't do drugs.

Drugs just complicate things.

And everything and everyone in my life is complicated enough.

I don't need to hassle.

I don't want to talk about drugs anymore.

Could you, um, fix him up a little bit?

Yeah.

I'm sick.

You okay,

Fluffy?

Don't call me that.

Okay, fluffy.

Do you still love me?

Yeah.

Hey, everything's gonna be fine.

We're all set.

It's so cliche.

Yeah, porn stars died of drug overdoses. And that's terrible and sad.

But bank tellers and housewives and lawyers and doctors died of drug

overdoses too.

Horse, are you ready?

What are you into?

Anything. Everything.

Good.

What about you?

You'll find out.

And action.

Porn didn't kill them.

The drugs did.

That was a good turnout for Paul's funeral.

An interesting turnout.

Funerals for young gay men were a novelty then.

A lot of his johns showed up and other hustlers.

And all of us, of course.

His family from rural Virginia had no idea what was going on.

Paul's overdose probably saved our lives.

Well, most of our lives.

Beth and Matt stopped doing heroin that night.

Everyone stayed over at my place.

Even Benny's mom, Esther, stayed and took care of us like we were a bunch of

kids having a sleepover.

We would have gone to the Everhart that night.

The night of the fire.

Beth and Matt stayed with me for a few weeks while they kicked heroin.

It was rough, but they made it through.

Fire broke out early this morning at the Everard Baths on 28th Street. At least

nine men are dead, dozens injured.

The seedy Manhattan bathhouse, which catered almost exclusively to homosexual

men, was crowded with as many as 100 overnight guests.

We didn't know the names of anyone who died, but we knew them all.

Better than our own families in a lot of ways.

Looking back now, that was the beginning of the end.

I wanted to do something different.

Something more ambitious.

I mean, it's still porn, but I wanted to say something.

Every day you live as a gay man, you risk being teased, beaten up, or killed.

That is what we live with every minute of every day.

It's no surprise some guys can't handle it.

They stay in the closet or try to pass it straight or even live it straight

with a wife and kids.

But that doesn't change who they are.

Desire always wins in the end.

I was raised Catholic and was always told faggots would go to hell.

The only way to heaven was to become straight.

It was drilled into my head and that screws with you in all sorts of ways,

right?

So I wanted to make a movie where heaven is all gay men.

That is a heaven I want to go to.

A heaven where there is no judgment.

Just love.

That's what I don't get about the Catholic Church.

Why do they hate gay people so much?

Why so much hate?

They can have their heaven.

I'll take mine.

It wasn't a big hit back then, when it came out.

People didn't get it.

They thought it was weird and dark.

They get it now.

Still, it did okay, and we toured the country with it.

It was in San Francisco that Horse first got sick.

It's showtime Come on superstar, it's time to shake your money maker

I don't feel well

Jesus, you're

burning up I told you I was sick

We need to get you to a hospital No

No hospitals.

Okay, well let's take a cold shower then. No.

I have to do the show.

No, fuck the show.

Let me handle this.

Where is he? He's late.

He's not feeling well.

I don't care.

He needs to get his ass on that stage. I have a full house.

Excuse me.

We have a contract.

Five shows a night.

If you breach that contract, you get paid nothing.

And I'll sue you for the advertising we've done.

Oh, fuck.

I'll do it.

Uh, no, you won't.

I'll do it.

What?

They didn't pay to see you.

Yes, but I am in the movie, and I will give them their money's worth.

Or do you want to give them all refunds?

Welcome to the world-famous Nob Hill Cinema.

We have a special guest performer tonight, the legendary porn director and

one of the stars of The Other Side of Heaven, Brad Ford.

Feel free to get as intimate with Brad as you like, but if you do rip it out

and whack it off, be sure to wipe up after yourself.

Enjoy the show.

Thank you.

Come in.

It's all there.

We cut the tour short after San Francisco.

Bradford decided we needed a vacation.

So we headed to Fire Island.

We were all going to spend the rest of the summer there at my place.

I knew Bradford wouldn't last long.

He was a dancer, remember?

And us theater folk can never really relax.

After a couple of weeks, the anxiety of not working, of maybe never working

again, kicks in.

I have an idea for another movie.

Should I start packing?

No. We'll film it all out here.

Call everybody.

Tell them to get out of here right now.

Okay.

Hello, Matt.

What brings you in today?

Hey, Doc.

I need a shot of penicillin. Why? What's going on?

I'm heading out to Fire Island this weekend.

Oh, I see.

Well, take your pants down.

Does the shot have to be in my ass?

Yes, why?

It's my bread and butter.

Don't bruise it or mark it up.

Don't worry.

I'll be right back.

Come on, Matt, we're ready for you.

How does my ass look?

It looks fine.

Just fine?

The world doesn't revolve around your ass.

It doesn't?

Seriously, are you keeping it clean?

Yeah. Well, I had a little something just to relax.

Bad boy.

How about you?

Yeah, when it's over.

Sip of the whiskey.

It's better than heroin.

No it isn't.

Seriously though, does it look okay?

No bruises or zits?

No. Looks fine. Perfect.

Two scoops of vanilla ice cream.

Now get to work.

Next week, Tom!

Hi, Lauren!

Hi!

You gonna keep your socks on?

I prefer to, if that's okay.

Sure. It's not up to me.

You look good.

Thanks.

Stand up.

Turn around.

What's this?

I don't know.

It's okay.

I can do it.

I think I need another shot of penicillin.

Busy weekend?

Oh yeah.

Soon after we returned to Manhattan, Horst got sick again.

Really sick.

There was no getting out of going to the hospital this time.

Hey.

Hey.

How's it going?

Not good.

They wouldn't let me see him today.

What?

They're only letting families see him now.

We're more family to him than those rednecks.

Come on. Let's go down there. I can't argue with them anymore.

He hates hospitals.

And now he's trapped there.

I can't go back.

Did you hear that Everhart is open again?

How is that possible?

I don't know, but it's true.

You know, Horse and I met there.

I know.

I was there, remember?

Let's go.

You hear about that gay cancer?

I'm sick of hearing about it.

Scares the hell out of me.

I mean, aren't you scared?

You're here to get it from sex.

Shut up. Just fuck me.

So you're giving up sex?

No.

Well, maybe.

Sex is my life.

I've given up everything else. It's all I have left.

If I give up sex, I might as well be dead.

So if too much sex is going to kill me, well, that's that.

Horse remain in the hospital all through the holidays.

It was on New Year's Eve that he got the call.

3, 2, 1, Happy New Year!

Do you want some?

Sure.

What are you doing?

I'm editing the movie.

You don't have to do that.

I mean...

Not right now.

Yeah, I need to finish it.

Okay, start cleaning up.

No, leave it. I'll clean up later.

I just need some time alone right now.

I need to finish this.

I'll call you when I'm ready.

When I'm done.

You understand, don't you?

Yeah.

Yeah, I understand.

I love you, Benny.

I love you too.

I don't know if you ever finished that movie.

I guess we'll never know.

I'm not going to talk about it.

I'm done talking.

Vinny, there's a phone call for you.

Hello?

Bradford's parents had beaten me to his apartment.

They destroyed all the movies.

Dear Vinny, I finished the movie.

I think it's our best film.

I hope it is anyway.

I want to go out on a high note.

I hate to leave you like this, but I don't want to go through what Horse did.

He was the love of my life.

And I never got a chance to tell him that.

Tell everyone I said goodbye.

I love you Bradford

Never forgive Bradford.

Not just for killing himself, but for erasing all of us with him.

Try to make movies without Bradford.

Using the latest Video technology.

But it wasn't the same.

My heart wasn't in it.

What are you doing?

I don't know.

I'm gonna come.

What?

I'm gonna come.

Did you get it?

Yeah.

This one's recent.

Hello?

Hello? Are you open?

Hello, Mrs. DeMarco.

Yes. We're open.

Esther, please.

Where is everyone?

I had to let everyone go.

Business has been deader than dead.

I don't know why I bother coming in.

Gives me something to do, I guess.

So, you can squeeze me in?

Yes. I do believe I can squeeze you in.

Are you sure you want to get your hair cut by an aged spaghet?

I was thinking of getting my hair feathered. You know, like that girl on

TV.

What do you think?

How about some highlights, too?

That would be delicious.

Another funeral?

Yeah.

Richard.

I feel like I live in a suit now.

I know.

Someone should just design another suit.

That way you can go right from the funerals to the bars.

I got a bad idea.

Vinny!

There you are.

I was looking for you everywhere.

You were?

Well, I'm here.

I can always find you here.

How are you?

Not so good.

I was wondering if you might be able to help me out.

You know, with a few bucks.

the money I gave you last time. It's not the same.

I'm not the same. I'm clean now. I want to go to community college and study

computer science.

What?

I'm telling you the truth.

I want to clean up my life.

It's okay.

I believe you.

No, you don't.

Does it matter?

Yes, it does.

I'm not a complete waste of space.

I need you to believe that.

How much money do you need?

Five thousand.

Let me get my checkbook.

Matt did end up getting his degree in computer science and getting a job doing

something with computers.

I don't know anything about them, so I can't tell you more about it.

He even paid me back with interest.

He still did some porn occasionally, but more for the attention than the money.

Then, on the fifth anniversary of his getting clean, he

decided to celebrate by shooting up one last time.

Everyone thought it was suicide.

But I prefer to think it was just a stupid accident.

The Everhard was shut down in April of 1986 by

Mayor Ed Koch with the help of some narrow-minded, self-loathing gays.

They thought they would stop the spread of AIDS.

They didn't.

All they did?

was forced us all back in the closet.

Lexi's theater stayed open longer than the other porn theaters because Lexi

owned the building and lived there.

But eventually, Mayor Giuliani got there.

Thank God some of the movies got bootlegged.

Otherwise, we would have nothing.

They may not be the best quality.

Blurry. Faded.

But crude as the copies are, they are all we have left.

Did you ever think in your wildest dreams that your films would be having a

retrospective at the Museum of Modern Art?

No.

I can't believe it.

Bradford would have never believed it.

Vincenzo, could you come here for a moment, please?

Sorry.

My mother.

Will your mother be going to the world premiere of The Restoration of Everhard

tonight? Of course.

I would miss it for the world.

Well, enjoy the premiere and have a wonderful time tonight.

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