All language subtitles for The.Notorious.Bettie.Page.2005.WEB-DL.HBOOGO.en

Do you have anything
a little different?

I'm not sure I get your drift.

Do you have anything
with unusual footwear?

High heels?
Boots?

Leather boots with laces?

Very good, yes.
I'll take that.

Do you have any other material
that shows restraint?

It's a big favorite
among certain customers.

The model is very popular.

Do you have any more
pictures like this?

I'll have to check
the stockroom.

Sir, I'm Detective Farrell
of the New York Police Department.

We have to ask you a few questions...

about the material
for sale in your shop.

We have reason to believe
you are selling obscene...

and indecent literature
on these premises.

Any witness who feels that he or she
may be embarrassed...

by the lights or by the TV
and movie cameras...

they will not be asked
to testify for television.

Because of the rules
of the building...

we cannot have smoking
in the courtroom.

That is difficult for some,
I realize...

including the chairman.

Since assuming the chairmanship...

of the Senate Subcommittee...

to Investigate Juvenile Delinquency.

I have become
increasingly concerned...

during each passing week...

with the effect pornographic material
has on American adolescents...

and juveniles.

And with the widespread
distribution of this insidious filth.

Father Egan, you think...

this pornographic literature...

is having a substantial...

and degrading effect?

I certainly do.
It is corrupting.

It is rotting at the very roots
of our nation.

Communism will never
defeat America.

No, it's something
from within...

within the nation
that will rot and corrupt it.

"Dear Bettie, how are things
in New York City?"

"We haven't heard
from you in a while."

"I guess you must be real busy
with your modeling career."

"Here's a picture of you
and me at Christmas after church."

"It was nice
being together again."

"Hope you visit soon."

"All my love, Goldie."

"And they went forth...

and preached everywhere."

"The Lord working with them,
confirming the word...

with signs."
Amen.

I know, friends,
that one of these days...

God's going to call me home.

When He calls, I know
it's going to be, "Praise God...

to my eternal home."

But before He calls,
He's going to give you the chance...

to come to Him. Yes, friends,
don't you know the Lord...

gives every sinner man
and every sinner woman...

the chance to come
to Him, seek Him out?

I feel like singing an invitational
hymn now. Brother John?

If there be any unsaved
souls here tonight...

Who feel like giving their hearts
to Christ, come seek Him out.

"Come, all you sinners...

and be not proud."

"For you must die...

and wear this shroud."

"For time will rob you...

of all your bloom...

and death will drag you...

to your tomb."

"Then you'll cry...

"I want to be...

so happy in eternity."

Okay.

You all, Mrs. Craddock
is looking.

- Let her get an eyeful.
- Who cares?

Do we look like Ziegfeld girls?

Girls, get on back in the house!

- Come on and do your chores.
- Come on, let's go inside.

Bettie, I want to see you.

Come on up.

Oh, why thank you.

Ma'am, are you
going to be all right...

waiting here like this on your own?

Do you have a boyfriend
or a husband or something...

to keep you company while you wait?

Well, thank you
for your concern, Officer...

but no, I'm not married.

I'll be fine on my own.

"The fundamental principles...

of democracy is the people's right...

to be represented."

That's a pretty girl.

You wait right here.
I'm going to go ask her for a date.

Billy, you fool, that's Bettie Page.

Every guy in town
wants to date that girl...

but her mother won't allow it.

I'd sure like to meet you,
but if I can't...

I'd like to meet
one of your sisters.

Well, you can.
They're prettier than me.

That's hard to believe.
May I sit down?

Well...

Hey!

"One of the fundamental
principles of democracy...

is the people's right."

- Did you write that?
- Yes, I did.

I'm on the debating team.
Got to memorize it by Friday.

I'd like to debate you sometime.

You're probably
a lot smarter than me...

but I bet I could put up
a good fight.

That's very interesting.

I was never much for studying.

They just passed me in school
so I could play ball.

Football?

Yeah, I've seen you play...

- against Hume-Fogg.
- That's right.

You're a good ballplayer.

Yes, I am.
I'm a good dancer too.

- How good are you?
- I know a few steps.

If you come out with me,
I'll show you.

- Well, I'd like to, but...
- Better hurry up.

You're going to run out of time.

- I signed up.
- You're going overseas?

That's right, the army.

Well, my mother
doesn't approve of dating.

That's a shame.

That's a darn shame.

You tell your mother Billy Neal
would like to take you out.

Maybe I will.

I'm going to marry that girl.

No, you're going to marry her.
Everybody wants that girl.

I don't know.
I'm going to marry her.

Let's see if I can get this right.

See you Monday.

I bet it'd look good on you too.

It's a beautiful night out,
isn't it?

Yes, it is.

Say, do you like dancing?

My buddy and his girl
are going dancing...

and they invited me along and I'm
starting to feel like a third wheel.

I really could use a date.

Well, I do like dancing.

Love to dance, in fact.

Well, my friends
are just up the block.

I'd be thrilled
if you'd come with us.

Yeah, I think I will
if you don't mind.

Great.

- My name's Scotty.
- Bettie.

- Nice to meet you.
- Nice to meet you.

Thanks so much.

Have you been
to the Victory Ballroom?

I love to go there
on a Friday night.

The band really cooks.

And I'd just bet
you can really dance, can't you?

Well, I like to dance.

If the music's good, I like it.

- This is Jake.
- Hi.

- Hi.
- And Ray.

- Hi.
- Pleased to meet you.

The more the merrier.
Is that right?

Why are we...

leaving the city?

Where is this place?

Where are we going?

Where are we going?

Don't try and run.

Oh, please,
for the love of Jesus.

- Please.
- Don't make trouble now.

Can't nobody hear you
around here anyway.

You know what we're here for.

Just get in the back of the car.

Please, I can't.

Please, it's that time
of the month.

Shit, I thought you said we were
getting some tail here, Scotty.

Well, she'll have to give us
some kind of a satisfaction.

"Dear Goldie...

I've decided to make a fresh start...

in New York City."

"I've found an apartment...

just off Times Square...

and painted
and decorated it myself."

"I entered a beauty contest or two."

"I won second prize in one,
which was not too bad...

a set of brand new
Revere pots and pans...

which I needed very much."

"I hope this finds you all well
and healthy...

and you kids
are staying out of trouble."

"Love to you all.
Bettie."

- Can I ask you a question?
- Well...

Don't be nervous. I'm a policeman.
Let me show you my badge.

See?

I was just curious...

have you ever done
any photographic modeling?

Well, not for photographs.

Well, you look like a model.
I'm a policeman...

but I'm a photographer too,
on weekends, you know?

If you let me take your picture,
I'll give you copies for free.

- Take my photo? Right here?
- Sure, why not?

- Looking like this?
- Sure.

I don't know.

You're a southern girl,
aren't you?

Well, I don't want to make you
feel uncomfortable.

Oh, no, it's not that.

Don't get me wrong.
I worked with a colored woman...

and she was real nice.
It's just...

Well, I...

Oh, what's the harm in it?

- Come on, over here.
- Good.

I don't think
the kids should see this.

Good, Bettie.
So where're you from in the South?

Nashville, Tennessee.

- Home of the Grand Ole Opry.
- You know it?

I hear it on the radio sometimes.

My wife listens to it
now and then.

Could you lift your chin up
for me, please?

A little more.

Good. Now...

Head up and to the right.

Great, Bettie.

Good.

Hey, Officer.

Well, it seems as if
some of the people here...

aren't happy about me
taking your picture, Bettie.

Well, they're just prejudiced.

I used to be
when I was younger...

but I grew up
and I learned better.

- All we're doing is taking pictures.
- There's kids here.

Maybe next time
we should use my studio.

Let's go.

Good.

Give me friendly.

Now, give me pert.
Good.

One more.

And give me haughty.

Good, Bettie.
Good.

Now, could you turn
to the side for me, please?

I'd like to see your figure
in profile.

Okay.

All right.
Now, this is a trick...

that a lot
of photographic models use.

If you put this
in your swimming suit top...

it will enhance your bustline.

This is all lumpy.

Well, you have
to put it underneath.

Good.
Now give me saucy.

Good, Bettie.

Great, Bettie.
Great!

Yeah, the poses are great.
Now, I have an idea.

Would you mind
if I changed your hairstyle?

Come, please.
You have a high, round forehead.

There's nothing wrong with it,
but it catches the light.

But if we covered it...

It wouldn't catch the light...

and it frames your face.

Yeah, I see what you mean.

- Yeah? Shall we try?
- Sure.

Austin, Green & Dunleavey.
How may I help you?

Yes, sir.
I'll connect you right away.

- Hi, I'm Bettie.
- I'm Art. Step this way.

Did Jerry tell you
what the setup is?

You can change in there. The other
girl still has a half hour to go.

That's Maxie.
You can learn from her.

She knows all about
the three essentials...

clothes, pose and expression.

- Clothes, pose and expression.
- Over here.

- Maxie, this way.
- And look over here.

- Over here.
- Down here to the right.

- You'll get your turn.
- Maxie, we're dying over here.

Don't forget us boys
in the corner.

Very good, Maxie.

Can you bend over on one leg?

- No, like this.
- Hey!

Hey, no touching! Do it again
and you're out on your rear.

You don't have
to worry about that.

There's no funny business here.
I see to that.

You think you can do it?

I can sure try.

Let's see that smile, kid.

Turn to me.

Lift that leg a little bit.

Yeah. And higher.

I saw it. I saw beaver.

- You're dreaming. It was a shadow.
- I saw it. What's her name?

- It's Bettie.
- Hey, Bettie.

Can you bend over
for us a little bit?

- Please?
- Show us your keister?

- Hello, keister.
- Very nice.

Nice.

To want or need
a mask to hide behind...

comes from a distrust
of ourselves.

It comes from our fear
that we ourselves are boring.

All right. Now, let's try to go back
to that first object exercise...

recreating two minutes
of ordinary life...

when we're alone.

Bettie.

Would you like to show us
what you've been working on?

The curtain rises
and you are sitting on stage.

You are alone.
You sit...

and sit. At last,
the curtain comes down.

Nothing could be simpler,
could it?

The curtain rises.

The curtain comes down.

Bettie, my angel...

it's not necessary
to remove your clothes.

I'd like to try the exercise next
if I may.

Okay, Marvin.

Curtain rises.

Curtain down. You see.

Marvin sat...

and waited,
and did not act anything.

Now, it may not seem
interesting to you...

to sit and wait as you do it...

but it's life.

Now, that's all for today.
I'll see you on Wednesday.

Thanks.

Hey, don't worry, Bettie.

It's like he said,
it was a hard exercise.

I was terrible.

I couldn't concentrate.
I felt silly.

No. I liked what you did.

I thought it was really interesting
and very modern.

Don't feel bad.

Hey, how about a milkshake?

That was back when I was trying
to write a great American novel.

It all seems so juvenile. You know,
trying to be Ernest Hemingway.

But then a friend dragged me
to Herbert's class...

and, I don't know,
acting just felt so...

- inspiring.
- I know exactly what you mean.

It's like when you're in church.

Well, sometimes with the preaching
and the singing and all...

you get lifted up,
up out of yourself.

It's like you're taken
to another place.

Yeah! Taken to another place,
that's it.

Bettie, I feel like I've been
talking about myself for hours.

So, what about you?
What drew you to acting?

Well, I started
in high school...

and did all the plays.
I guess you could say...

- it ruined my life.
- How so?

Well, I was going to be
our high school valedictorian.

Everyone said
it was going to be me.

The valedictorian gets a full
scholarship to Vanderbilt University.

It's a real big deal.

Well, one day
I had a dress rehearsal...

and I cut one class,
one stupid art class.

So I got an A-minus
instead of an A...

and Martin Murphy
got the scholarship.

And I got to be salutatorian...

and a place at a teacher
training college.

And I hated teaching. All the boys
whistled at me and acted up.

I just couldn't control the class.

I wanted that scholarship so much.

Jeez, I'm sorry, Bettie.

Hey, you know...

It seemed so bitter at the time,
but maybe it's fate telling you...

you were meant
for something else.

Well, I wonder.

I hope you're right about that.

Yes. Like this?

Look at that over there.
Here we go again.

I know it's coming.

Listen, girls,
I just want you to know...

that Peggy is going to be doing
some semi-nude posing today.

All very tasteful, of course.

If you're feeling shy about that,
bathing suits are just dandy with us.

Although there's
nothing more beautiful...

than nude modeling in open air.

Art, I've told you, my boyfriend
would blow his top if I did that.

Of course.
It's completely up to you.

Thank you, Art, Frank.

We appreciate you telling us.

Beautiful.

You know, sometimes
when I get homesick...

I just go to Central Park
and walk around for hours.

Gee, I like to do that too.

Some people think I'm funny
for spending so much time alone.

Oh, no, Bettie.
You're in very good company.

Many of the world's greatest thinkers
spent most of their time alone.

They did?
Well, I'll be.

I'm roasting.
Do you want to call it quits?

Oh, no, I'm fine.
I love the sun.

Well, we'd better move into the shade
after these shots though.

You don't want get a mark
from your bathing suit straps.

Well, thank you, Charlie.
That's very thoughtful of you.

You know...

I could take this little old
bathing suit top off if you like.

Really?
Oh, sure, yeah.

- If you don't mind.
- Well, I've been thinking about it.

And what difference does it make,
a little piece of cloth?

I agree.
Absolutely.

Thank you.

You know, Bettie, you're
the most popular model at our club.

Flattery is the devil's tool,
Charlie.

How's this?

I don't know how to say this...

and don't be offended, but...

well, we've come this far.

Do you think you could take off
the bottom as well?

After all, it's just
a little piece of fabric.

Now, don't you go throwing
my words back at me, Charlie.

I'm sorry.
I shouldn't have asked.

Just kidding you.
It's fine.

Sure, I don't mind.

Bettie?

- Bettie?
- Yes?

If we show too much,
I could get arrested.

- What do you mean?
- The top is okay...

but you have to hide that.

Oh, I'll just put
the bottoms back on.

No, you don't have to do that.

The backside's okay.

How's this?

Thank you.
That's perfect.

A copy of
She: the Man's Picture Magazine.

Oh, Marvin.

There she is.

- In roller-skates this time.
- I know, they're silly.

"Girls think men are beasts!"

"This doll thinks a gorilla
makes a safer boyfriend. You wolf!"

I'm not sure I like the idea
of other men seeing you like this.

It's a bathing suit, Marvin.

- You make it look so good.
- Come on.

Yeah, I know.

- Yes?
- Hi.

I got your name from Maxie.
My name's Bettie Page. I'm a model.

Yeah. She told me about you.
Just one minute.

Yeah, we got some
nice William Holden. Color 8 by 10.

Yeah, Stewart Granger
we got, yeah.

Just come into the store.
Anything you want, we got, okay?

- "Thank you so much."
- All right.

- So, Maxie told you about us?
- Yes.

She said there would be some
unusual costumes to put on.

Okay, great.
Why don't you go right upstairs...

and talk to my brother Irv,
while I close up here, okay?

Klaw Studios featuring
the largest variety...

of popular model photos in the world.

Well, what are you
interested in?

Films, cartoons, pictorials?

We got some great new pictorials in,
very high quality...

just a moment.

Hi, I'm Irving Klaw...

you hungry?
We've got sandwiches over there...

- some beautiful sliced brisket.
- Oh, I'm fine, thanks.

Okay.

Dressing room's through there.

No more Boudoir Beauties
in High Heels.

What about some
fighting girl movies? No?

Bound in Rubber,
Pleasure Parade...

and Fearful Ordeal
in Restraintland.

Now, that last one's
an excellent seller...

because of the quality of the poses,
which in my personal opinion...

are among the most strenuous
bondage photos ever made.

How anyone walks
in these old shoes is beyond me.

You don't have far to go.
Jack, give her a hand.

- Hello.
- Pleased to meet you.

- Nice to meet you.
- These shoes are kind of unusual.

We get a lot of requests
for them, don't we, Irving?

Sure do, 8 inch stiletto heels,
black seamed stockings...

12 different poses.
High heels are very popular.

- There you go.
- Okay, sit her down there, Jack.

All right, Bettie.
Let's go.

Beautiful, Bettie.

I think we got a little problem.
Something's peeking out.

Oh, yeah. We better
put another pair over them.

Yeah, we got to put these
over the ones you got on.

These will be okay?
As if the customers care.

It's the shoes they want.
Shoes and boots, boots and shoes...

- they can't get enough of them.
- Why?

Don't ask. It takes all types
to make a world.

What kind of types?

You see, the customers
who want this stuff...

they're very respectable,
very high quality people.

Doctors, lawyers, diplomats.

Even a judge.
They're not people like us.

The pressures they've got,
they're not your average Joe.

So, what if they want something
that seems a little strange, right?

- If it makes them happy?
- Sure.

Sometimes they come into the store...

and I can see
they want something different.

Irving says I can
spot them a mile off.

- She can. She's got an instinct.
- If I think it's shoes they want...

I'll pull out a movie star.
Lana Turner, let's say.

With a nice pair of high heels
and I'll point to them and say...

"Something like this,
maybe?"

The look on their face, like they're
so relieved I understand.

And then I start pulling out
the special stuff.

Look at the time.
We got to go.

- Jack, let's put some music on.
- Okay.

Let's put some music.
You like music, Bettie?

- Oh, yeah.
- You OK, Bettie? The shoes hurting?

I'm fine. Just fine.

Turn your backside to us
so we can see the stocking seams.

Nice.

Wonderful, Bettie.

To me, turn to me.
Great!

It's nice, right?
Just get into it, feel it.

Gorgeous.
Oh, you're so happy.

She's great.

Oh, that's right, honey.

Do that cha-cha, give me that.

Great, Bettie.
Gorgeous.

Listen to this, "You have
long stretches of nervous letdown...

in playing your part,
complete artistic impotence."

"At such times your playing
is lifeless, stilted."

I think he was talking
about me there.

No, he's talking
about all of us.

I'm just so nervous. They liked
the photographs I sent them...

- but they never heard me speak.
- It's a western, right?

Well, maybe they'll need
a good Southern girl.

Just remember, acting is about truth.

You find truth in the character
and no one will give a damn...

- that you're from Tennessee.
- Settle down.

Okay, start from here.

Come on, turn.

Not, slowly, not so quick.

And look at me...

with your beautiful eyes.

Now, this way.

Straight.

Now, say something nice.

I don't know what to say.

Come on, we're recording sound
so you can say something.

- I'm sorry.
- Don't be so sorry, okay?

You're behaving
like a six-year-old, okay?

Come on, look at me
with your beautiful eyes.

And?

Hi, I'm Bettie Page.

I'm from Nashville, Tennessee.

Right. Okay, that's it.
You're all done, sweetie.

I thought you looked really great
under the lights.

You're a knockout.
Real star material.

You think so?
I was awfully nervous.

You'll have to work
on that accent, of course...

but it would be no fun
if you were perfect.

Say, why don't you
have dinner with me tonight?

I could give you a few pointers. We
could get to know each other better.

Oh, I'm sorry, but I can't.
I already have a boyfriend.

Come on.
It'll be fun.

It's always an advantage
to know the producer personally.

I really have to go.

You try and do a girl a favor.

Still not tight enough.

I told you, it won't go any tighter.
I've been trying for 20 minutes.

You'll ruin the whole thing because
you're too lazy to do it properly.

Come off it.

- Set the shot up the way I told you.
- Okay, I got it.

Bettie, you're supposed
to be here at 10:00.

You're not on the clock, you don't
get paid. Irving, you're in the shot.

Okay.

Give it in the eyes.

Give it in the eyes, darling.

- Beautiful.
- Can we see a bit of heel maybe?

- A little bit of heel.
- Uh, that's good.

A little bit of bum.
I really like bum.

- That's perfect.
- Lovely bum, darling.

See, she's one of our best.

And then he admitted
that he paid Roz 12 bucks an hour...

and they gave me 10.
Cheek of it!

So I says to Irving,
"Pardon me...

but who's been freezing
her derriere off...

every Saturday for the past
six months?" Not Roz Greenwood.

Gee, that's not fair.
Roz is real nice...

but you're a better model.
Everyone says so.

Hey, girls, how you doing?

Yeah, we're cold.
Can we get another heater in here?

I'll see what I can do. Bettie,
if you keep brushing your hair...

it'll fall out of your head.
Let me explain something to you.

This is one of our
private sessions, John.

We call him Little John to tell him
apart from the other John, Big John.

He's the photographer out there.

Anyway, Little John...

has some special outfits
he'd like you to put on.

- I'd say they're special.
- Maxie.

Yeah, all right, some of them
are a real hoot...

but he's a very nice man.

Yeah, he's not normal...

- but he's nice.
- He's one of our best customers...

So will you try
and do what he says?

- What does she mean?
- Oh, it's nothing bad...

you just have to scare him
and act mean. Like this.

Actually, it's kind of fun.

You're lucky.
Wait until you see what I have to do.

Hey!

That's too tight.

Well, that is rather the point,
my dear. The tighter the better.

- Paula.
- Maxie, are they hurting you?

- She's all right. Aren't you, Maxie?
- I am not.

- I'm getting rope burns.
- All right. Let's get a move on.

Bettie, stand over there.

I'd like this young lady
to look very strict.

He'd like her
to look very strict.

He'd like you
to look very strict.

Come on, my dear,
more passion. Fire.

More tigress, huh?

Very good.

Dominate the men who adore you.

Crush them with
your exquisite high heels!

"Come, fill the cup.
And in the fire of spring...

the winter garment
of repentance fling."

Oh, that's very nice.
Is that from a poem?

Not just a poem, my dear, the poem,
The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam.

No, thank you.
I don't drink.

Come on, have a drink with me.

Most of the time these last 6 months,
I seem to be drinking by myself...

or with strangers
whom I don't much like.

Might I tempt you
with a mushroom cap?

So what do you do, Little John?

He has a very successful
legal practice...

- with many distinguished clients.
- How is business, John?

- You been keeping busy?
- Uh, quite busy...

but mother hasn't
been very well...

So I've been spending
a lot of time at home with her.

Sorry to hear it.

And what about those legal
difficulties you mentioned?

I had a letter from the postal
inspector warning me...

about sending some of my pictures
through the mail.

What do you know
about getting around that?

The only court ruling
that I know of on that issue...

is the case of this fellow,
Al Urban.

The post office
tried to prevent him...

from sending photographs
of nude men through the mail.

They got the Civil
Liberties Union involved...

and the Chicago court eventually
ruled that the materials...

- were not obscene.
- We don't even have nudes.

He just had to be careful he was
only sending his stuff to adults.

Tell me, what do you think
of all this tying-up business?

You seem to have
a knack for posing.

And I'm always on the lookout
for comely wenches...

who don't mind a bit
of the old rope and gag.

Well, it certainly
was different.

I liked what you did
with that riding crop.

It's a treat to see a girl
with so much spirit.

I enjoy acting very much.

I've been taking lessons.

We shall have to put you in a
little film or something, shan't we?

Little John old cock...

what say we give
this charming creature a role...

in Sally's Punishment? I bet
she's a dab hand with the cords.

Could you stop there, please?

These films include bondage,
spanking and flagellation...

all illegal to send
through the U.S. mails.

I will need you
to sign a stipulation...

stating that you will
agree not to sell any films...

photographs or drawings
depicting these acts.

Sir, if I may,
my client sells...

a number of photographs
of stills from Hollywood films.

Take one, for example,
from Tarzan and the Slave Girl...

a scantily clad actress
is tied up.

Lash marks are visible
on her back.

Now, this film passed
the National Board of Review.

What is your point,
Mr. Gangel?

Well, certainly, you can't intend
for my client to stop selling...

these Hollywood film stills,
Inspector.

Those images represent a minute part
of a feature-length film...

intended as harmless
entertainment.

Mr. Klaw's films
and photographs are created...

with the deliberate intention
of inciting lust...

and lascivious thoughts,
and should therefore be barred...

from being sent
through the mails.

If you do not cease
and desist...

this will become a matter
for the courts.

Hi, girls.

That looks very artistic.

- What's it called?
- Bettie's Clown Dance.

- Very nice.
- How'd it go?

- Not good.
- You look terrible.

Is that your heart?
Did you get the fluttering again?

No, I'm fine.

- Bettie, that's all for today.
- Listen, Bettie.

I hope you don't mind
we need to take...

a little break from production,
maybe a couple of weeks.

- Sure.
- Take off. Take a vacation.

You know where I'd go
if I could ever get away from here?

- Where would you go?
- Miami Beach.

That's where I'm going to go
if I ever get to retire.

Sit in the sand
and watch the waves.

Sun and fun, Bettie.

"Dear Goldie, guess what."

"I decided to take a vacation."

"I've been spending
loads of time on the beach."

"The water is so clear
and so blue."

"Now I've been working too."

"A friend gave me an introduction
to a photographer...

who takes beautiful
artistic pictures."

"I hear she's one of the top glamour
photographers working today."

"Her name is
Miss Bunny Yeager."

- Miss Yeager?
- You must be Bettie.

Please step this way.

- Would you like some water?
- Yes, I would. Thank you.

- Is this you?
- Yes.

That was taken in Hawaii.
I was a model too.

You brought
some clothes with you.

I made this.

Is this what
you normally pose in?

Yes.
What do you think?

Well, maybe the bathing suit
and the stockings.

Not the corset.

I believe the female form
can stand on its own.

In fact, I'd like
to see you in the light.

Do you mind standing
over here by the window?

And what brings you
to Miami, Bettie?

I don't know.

Well, I love the sunshine,
love the ocean.

Well, that's perfect.
I do some of my best work outdoors.

Yes, she's been shot...

by just about every
photographer in the country.

But I think I caught
something special...

in her personality
when I photographed Bettie Page.

The first thing I noticed
was that for some reason...

when she's nude,
she doesn't seem naked.

Maybe it's just her all-over
coppery tan...

or maybe just her attitude.

Whatever it is,
it conveyed to me...

that here is a true nudist.

Bettie's attitude
towards her lovely healthy body...

is the essence of nudism.

"Dear Goldie, yes they made...

a postcard of yours truly...

a bunch of them, in fact."

"I had a wonderful time at the beach
here, and made some money too."

"Wish you could have
been here with me."

"Hope to see you
at Christmas."

"I can't wait to walk through
those old piney woods again."

"Love, Bettie."

What are you bringing us
for Christmas, bricks?

Hope you got
something good for me.

You won't be getting a thing
if you don't stop bellyaching.

And thank you for giving us this food
when others are in want.

And thank you, Lord,
for the blessing of family.

Please shine your precious light
on our son Jimmy...

who's in mobile and can't
be with us today.

And on this day of celebration,
let us say a prayer for Roy Page...

and, Lord, help us
to forgive him...

for abandoning
his wife and family.

For what we are about to receive
may the Lord make us truly thankful.

- Amen.
- Amen.

Jack, don't take
all the mashed potatoes.

Save some for the rest of us.

So, have you met
Marilyn Monroe yet?

No, Jack. She lives in Hollywood.
I'm in New York.

A man from
The Tennessean called.

- Says he wants to interview you.
- He did?

Says you were voted
Pin-Up Queen of the Universe.

Oh my.

How long are you going to
make a living doing that?

You know, Mama, I'll get by.

All that teacher training.

It just seems a shame
to waste an education.

You know I hated teaching.

I wish mama
would just let that be.

Has mama said anything to you
about my modeling?

Not a word. But a few weeks ago,
I was rooting around in her closet.

Suddenly, I came across a whole
stack of magazines with you in them.

- Not the nudist ones.
- Of course not.

Just the glamour stuff.
You still look good in a swimsuit.

Oh, I never was
as pretty as you.

Madam, as I live
and hope for salvation...

Aye, I am as like
to be saved as thou...

that believes naught save some
black magic of words and verses.

Oh, Madam, if you would
know what misery is...

listen to this man who is more
than man and less at the same time.

He will tie you down
to anatomize your very soul...

he will wring tears of blood
from your humiliation...

and then he will heal the wound
with flatteries no woman can resist.

Madam, she is jealous...

and heaven help me,
not without reason...

for how can I be content
with this black-haired...

black-eyed, blackavised devil...

now that I have looked
upon real beauty and real majesty?

Oh, he is compact
of lies and scorns.

I'm tired of being
tossed up to heaven...

and dragged down to hell
with every whim that takes him.

I am, of all ladies,
most deject...

and wretched.

We know from Stanislavski...

that there can be
no true art without living.

To reproduce feelings...

you must be able to identify them
out of your own experience.

Now, Bettie...

would you tell the class
what you did...

to find the truth
in the lady-in-waiting's emotions?

Well, I tried to think of something
that would make me really scared.

And what was that, Bettie?

I thought of what Jesus might do
to me for all my sins.

Marvelous.

Are you sure?

Okay, I'll get back to you.

This is quite
an elegant knot, really.

The more the subject pulls...

the tighter the knot becomes.

- What did the lawyer say?
- Not good. It's not good.

Can I have a word with you
in the office?

Of course. Carry on.
You're off the clock at 9:00.

"My girl's the queen off all
the acrobats"

"To see her perform
would give you the bloody shits"

"She can shoot green peas
right out of her dirty asshole"

"Turn a double somersault
dan catch them on her tits"

"She can run, jump, fight, fucck,
roll a hoop or push a truck"

"And that's the kind of great
big bitch who's going to marry me"

What's the matter, Bettie?

Watch your language,
Mr. Willie.

Oh, it's just an old army ditty.

It helped keep our spirits up...

while we were fighting
the beastly Hun.

Don't you approve?

I believe in Jesus.

But of course you do, my dear.

Of course you do.

Do you mind if I ask
you a question, Bettie?

What do you think Jesus would say
about what you're doing now?

Well, Mr. Willie...

I've thought about this
quite a bit.

I'm not really sure anymore.

I think God has
given each of us...

some kind of talent
and He wants us to use it.

That's why He gave it to us.

Mr. Willie, would you mind
untying my hands?

It's hard for me to think like this.

Certainly.

God gave me the talent
to pose for pictures...

and it seems to make
people happy.

Well, that can't be
a bad thing, can it?

Not to me, it's not.
But what does God think?

Well, I can't say for certain.

I can't speak for Him.

I do worry sometimes
about some of the things...

- that I've done.
- What things?

I posed naked for photographs.

Have you, my dear?

You naughty girl.

But is that really bad? Adam and Eve
were naked in the Garden of Eden.

So they were.

Oh, I don't know what God
thinks about all this.

I hope that if He's unhappy
with what I'm doing...

He'll let me know somehow.

I'm sure He will, my dear.

I'm sure He will.

Did you love it?

Bettie, you love of my life!

Come on in.

- What's your poison? Whiskey?
- Orange juice, please.

Bettie, you will kill me.
You're such a square.

Hey, would you do me
a favor and grab those?

Bettie, come on, there's somebody
you got to meet. He'll murder me...

if I don't introduce you.

Did anyone ever tell you,
you look like Montgomery Clift?

No.

Howie.

- I'd like you to meet Bettie Page.
- Hi.

Howie Lippman.
Pleasure. Listen...

I've got this sensational
new nightclub opening next week.

We've got a full orchestra,
a floor show...

comedians, a juggling act,
we're pulling out all the stops.

I'd love it if you
and some of your friends...

would come down and and see us.

Did you see that girl?
The black-haired job over there?

- That's Bettie Page.
- No, really?

That's her? She looks different
with her clothes on.

There will be a lot of press. You
could wind up in Winchell's column...

- and Hello, Career, right?
- You're Bettie Page, aren't you?

- Yes, I am.
- I'm really sorry to bother you.

I heard you might be here.

I have a lot of your pictures.

If you don't mind, do you think
you could sign this for me?

- Sure.
- And could you tell me something?

Does it just make you sick
to see guys like me grovel like this?

Oh, no, it's fine.
It's flattering.

Don't you just want to crush us,
humiliate us...

punish us?

No, sir. I'm sure you're
a very nice person.

Hey, there you are, doughnut.
Hello, there. Here you go.

- Thanks.
- Hey, are you signing autographs?

- Can I see?
- Thank you.

"Long black stockings".

"200 excellent poses".

"Bound and gagged"?

"Rubber masks"?

- Bettie, what is this?
- It's just some silly photographs...

I did for Irving and Paula.

Bettie, I...

I don't think you
understand what this is.

It's just...

- weird.
- It's just costumes, Marvin.

We're just dressing up.
There's no harm in it.

Bettie, doctors write books...

about this sort of thing.

- It's abnormal.
- For goodness sake, Marvin...

- I'm not nude.
- Bettie.

Do you understand what kind of man
buys these pictures?

They're for special customers...

who like these kinds
of costumes.

High-quality people.
I met one of them.

He's a lawyer. He's very nice.
Wouldn't hurt a fly.

These people you work for...

is this what they ask you to do?

Who are these people?

They're very nice people,
Marvin.

Look, this thing
in your mouth...

- what is this?
- It's just a prop, Marvin.

It's just silliness.
We're laughing all the time...

- when we're doing this stuff.
- Bettie.

It's disgusting.

I'm going to go get some air.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Will you take a picture of me?

- Yeah.
- It's silly.

People take pictures
of me all the time...

but I don't know
how to take one of myself.

Shall I just stand right here?

Yeah.

You just press
the little button there.

Okay.

Here's your camera, Miss.

Where are you going after the beach?

- Home.
- Would you like to go out with me?

- I'm Bettie.
- Hi.

I am Armand.

- It's nice to meet you, Armand.
- Nice to meet you too.

"Don't think for a minute
that the jungle abounds...

with cuties like this."

"That pretty hairdo and that naughty
little leopard skin...

are products
of a complex civilization."

"Of course,
what lies underneath...

is both civilized
and primitive...

depending on her mood."

I'm going to send these pictures
to a new magazine.

It's called Playboy.
Do you know of it?

- No, ma'am, I don't think I do.
- Well, it's new...

very tasteful magazine,
printed on beautiful paper.

It's very classy.
Look towards me, please.

- Like this?
- Perfect.

Now, Bettie, the magazine wants
to know how old you are.

- I'm 32.
- Oh...

well, I never
would have guessed.

I don't think you should
tell them that, though.

No magazine wants
a model who's over 25.

Smile, Bettie.

Okay, I need you
to lift your knee up.

I'm seeing
a little bit too much.

You know what's funny?
Irving Klaw...

would never let me pose
with my top off.

- Irving Klaw?
- Yeah, you know him?

No. I think I heard his name on TV
last night, though.

- Some government investigation.
- Irving on television?

Yeah, I think he's
in a little bit of trouble.

- What kind of trouble?
- I'm sure it's nothing.

It's probably just some senators
blowing a lot of hot air.

Eyes to the camera, please.

How about a wink?

We shall show
by these hearings...

that a large portion
of the market for this material...

is with inquisitive
and impressionable teenagers.

There is a peculiar resemblance
to narcotics addiction...

in exposure of juveniles
to pornography...

but there is one difference,
however.

The injection of heroin
into the veins of an addict...

stops with the addict.

But the contaminative effects
of pornography...

in the hands
of just one minor...

are incapable of measuring.

Irving says they
can't shoot anymore...

- until they sort this out.
- Yeah.

Maybe it's time
I stopped modeling...

and just worked hard
at my acting.

People are getting tired
of taking pictures of me anyhow.

Never.

What are you going to do?

- I got a plan.
- You do?

You know Frank and Charlie
from the camera club?

- Yeah.
- A couple of months ago...

they asked to borrow my apartment
for a private session.

So I said,
"What's in it for me?"

So they paid me
a little something...

and then it became
a regular thing every Thursday.

Then another couple of guys
asked, and I thought...

"Why not go into business
for myself?"

How?

Well, I got myself
a white fur rug.

- Nice.
- Well, not real fur...

but good enough for pictures.

And a couple of pillars.
That's on one side.

And on another wall,
I'm going to get a mural painted...

of an Italian lake.

And maybe a fake fireplace on another
wall, so I can shoot three sides...

and get the most out
of the space.

Do you think Paula
will be upset?

Maybe. It's competition.

But you got to look
after yourself in this world.

And you can't be
a model forever.

I was reading
the theater section...

of the goddamned New York Times
today, and a drawing of this guy...

Petruchio, swinging a whip
in The Taming of the Shrew...

the play by Shakespeare
is all over the first page.

- Nobody cares.
- They're all hypocrites.

Then, I see this illustration
in the New York Times Magazine...

Of Kiss Me Kate, a Broadway musical.

What does it show? Spanking!

They want to shut me down...

for distributing images
almost identical to these.

Don't say too much.
Remember what the lawyer said.

I'm beginning to get
a persecution fear complex.

Don't.

- You are Mr. Klaw?
- Yes.

Mr. Klaw, were you...

Sir, in accordance
with your suggestion...

we don't want any pictures.

Thank you very much.
We appreciate your cooperation.

Mr. Klaw, were you requested
to bring any books or records?

- Yes.
- Do you have them, sir?

I decline to make
them available...

under the 5th amendment
of the constitution...

that they may tend to degrade
or incriminate me.

And under the 4th amendment
of the constitution...

that the subpoena
is vague and illegal.

Do you wish to make
any statement as to why...

you think producing any books
or records called for here...

might tend to incriminate you?

I decline to answer under the 5th
amendment of the constitution...

that an answer
may tend to incriminate me.

Dr. Henry, I direct
your attention...

to a booklet entitled
Cartoon and Model Parade...

published by Irving Klaw
of 212 east 14th street.

I specifically call
your attention...

to the movie Negligee Fight.

The heading reads
that this 16 mm movie...

shows the terrific battle
that ensues...

when both girls
claim a black negligee.

Is this the masochistic type...

of perversion to which
we just referred?

- It is.
- Is there a sexual deviation...

known as bondage,
where a person...

- is trussed up with rope and chains?
- Yes.

- That is fairly common.
- You say that...

that bondage is fairly common?

Fairly common
in this particular group...

that is, the group
of sexual deviants.

Tell us more about that...

bondage being fairly common.

Among those that are familiar...

with this variety
of sexual deviation...

it is a matter
of common knowledge to them.

You mean they like to see
someone who is bound up?

- Yes, they do.
- Pictures of them?

- Some of them do.
- Now I direct your attention...

specifically to a series
of photographs...

called New Specially Posed.

"Bettie can only feel fear...

as she is unable to see
her captors."

"Now that the pole
was bound to her body...

Bettie had to crawl
on all fours like an animal."

"The floor made
Bettie's knees red and sore."

"The unwieldy steel brank
kept slipping back and forth...

irritating the tender flesh
at Bettie's neck...

thus making the cold steel
an added menace."

"It was most exhausting...

but Bettie's strength and endurance
were equal to the task."

Doctor, could I ask you...

could children
be sexually perverted...

by looking at photos of this nature?

Yes.

Would you say it is
a fair statement...

that suicide, murder,
and psychosis...

is the result
of this type of trash?

In some instances, yes.

Mr. Grimm.

I want say as Chairman
of this Subcommittee...

I know the embarrassment
and the distaste...

you have in coming here...

to talk about the tragic
happening to your son...

on August 20th of last year.

We appreciate your cooperation.

- Mr. Gaughan, you may proceed.
- Can you, Mr. Grimm...

tell the subcommittee how it was
that your boy met his sudden end...

on the evening
of August 20th, 1950?

Now, I realize
it is an unsolved murder...

but tell us what you know.

He'd worked all day for me...

come home dirty and tired
in his work clothes.

He was away all evening,
which was unusual.

He never left the house
without telling us.

I found him the next morning
in a very...

grotesque, weird situation
that I've never been able...

to cope with or understand yet.

He was...

Trussed up
in a very unnatural position.

Looked like it had
been planned in some way.

He wasn't hung like
most people hang themselves...

by the neck from a rope.

And the fact that he didn't
have any clothes on...

He was a modest boy,
led me immediately to believe...

that there was
some sex angle to it.

Mr. Grimm, do you recognize, sir,
that booklet...

entitled,
Cartoon and Model Parade...

published by Irving Klaw
the Pin-up King?

- Yes.
- Would you tell the Subcommittee...

how you first came across
a copy of this book?

Through a mutual friend
who was interested in the case.

I found very similar pictures
of tying people up in this book...

that reminded me
of my son's case.

I've never come across
anything like that before.

I was looking for a clue.

Sir, let me direct your attention
specifically to page four.

That picture illustrates
a model named Bettie Page.

Does that accurately
reflect how your boy was found?

It's more or less the same,
a very similar position.

I haven't had the police into it.
They let the case rest.

They said it was
some sort of accident...

due to some impulse
on the part of the boy.

I don't care
what the police think.

The way he was tied, it wasn't
anything any youngster like him...

with his character
could concoct himself.

There wasn't any history of that,
no similar action on his part.

He led an outdoor life.

He was active
in the boy scouts...

from the time he was
a little bit of a fellow.

He had only been home
for two days from boys' camp...

in Tennessee when...

when I found him.

I feel he could not
have put himself...

into this position
of his own making.

It had to be brought
to his attention...

either by someone else
showing him how...

or he saw a picture of it.

I do feel there is
a definite connection...

between this sort of thing
and his death.

I also feel there is
a definite evil to this...

and I'm bound and determined
to do what I can to suppress it.

This is not a healthy situation!

It's not wholesome.
There's nothing cultural about it.

It's just no damn good!

And that's all I got
to say about it.

- Miss Page?
- Yes, sir?

Your testimony is no longer
necessary. You can go now.

What do you mean?
I've been sitting here for 12 hours.

Why is it no longer necessary?

They didn't give
an explanation, ma'am.

Do I have to come back tomorrow?

No, ma'am. They said
they won't need you anymore.

You can go.

Our girls had fun doing this.
A fetish?

Do you got a fetish?
I don't got a fetish.

All we were interested in
was taking pictures and making money.

We got to burn them,
burn up those negatives...

- and they'll get off our backs.
- Are you crazy?

After all that work?
Years and years of work.

I've had it. Come on,
there's no point anymore.

The lawyers, the money...

I'm going to get out of here
and retire to Florida...

sit in the sun and enjoy life.

All this stuff's wearing me out.

"You needn't try
to comfort me."

"I haven't come here
on any but equal terms."

"You said, "Let's talk truthfully."
Well, let's do."

"Unsparingly, truthfully,
even shamelessly then."

"It's no longer a secret
that I love you. It never was."

"I loved you as long ago
as the time I asked you...

to read the stone angel's name
with your fingers."

"Yes, I remember the long
afternoons of our childhood...

when I had to stay indoors
to practice my music...

and I heard the playmates
calling you."

"Johnny! Johnny!"

Not bad. Not bad at all.
Thanks for coming in.

It's quite a treat to meet
the notorious Bettie Page.

Send the next one in.

Let's get out of here,
make a fresh start.

Look at what this life
is doing to you.

Hey, Bettie.

Bettie!

Bettie?

Bettie?

Bettie.

Sweetheart, do you
want something to eat?

Oh, my God.

Tonight, I know that
first things come first...

and the most important
thing of all...

is that men and women
and young people...

surrender their lives to Christ.

God, don't let a mother's boy...

who heard me preach here tonight
go to hell.

Don't let a mother's girl
who heard me tonight go to hell.

Don't let a daddy or a mother who
heard me preach tonight go to hell.

- Save them!
- Amen.

Save them tonight...

from all their sins.

May they be born again,
washed in the blood...

saved through and through
without the loss of any...

I pray. Amen.

Amen.

Did you get saved tonight?

Didn't quite make it,
but you came up...

and made a stand, didn't you?

- What's your name?
- Bettie.

Are you ready for me
to pray for you, Bettie?

- Yes, sir.
- Good.

Father...

we ask You that You deliver
this woman from sin.

Destroy it by the spirit of God.

Heal her through and through,
including her heart.

Make her a new creature
in Christ.

What did you say?

A wonderful...

- A wonderful feeling.
- Did it come then?

Yes, sir.
I believe it did.

- What did it feel like?
- It was...

- a lifting up.
- You felt a lifting up?

Well...

amen.

"And God shall wipe
all tears from their eyes...

and there shall be
no more death...

neither sorrow,
nor crying."

"Neither shall there be
any more pain...

for the former things
are passed away."

"And He that sat
upon the throne said...

"Behold, I make
all things new."

- You're Bettie Page, aren't you?
- Yes, I am.

Bettie Page the Pin-Up Queen
of the Universe?

What happened to you?

I've turned my life
over to the Lord.

- No kidding.
- I left all that behind me.

God doesn't want me
to pose anymore.

Oh, no offense meant.
Your pictures were pretty tame.

The stuff they sell now on the
newsstands'll make your hair curl.

You don't have to be ashamed
of what you did.

I'm not ashamed.

Adam and Eve were naked
in the Garden of Eden, weren't they?

When they sinned,
they put on clothes.

"And He said unto me,
It is done."

"I am Alpha and Omega...

the beginning and the end."

"I will give unto him that
is athirst of the fountain...

of the water
of life freely."

"He that overcometh
shall inherit all things...

and I will be his God...

and he will be My son."

"But the fearful,
and unbelieving..."

- How's it going?
- Oh, fine, almost finished.