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Okay. You're... you're... you're...

Okay, wait. Choose...

I'm gonna pose it.

Yes.

Put your hand up.

Alright.

Now...

Claire.

It's Claire.

Sorry, your email said Claire.

Claire, I'm going for something with as much contrast, obviously, as the series.

That's what I'm looking for.

Yeah, I got...

Let's do it.

Shoot.

Do you just shoot pale and black, or do you also shoot black and white?

No, just pale.

It's very difficult to get fine detail in pale skin.

It tends to wash out and get overexposed.

I guess you could say I like the challenge.

Can you roll your hip a little bit forward?

Just like that.

Yeah.

Have you ever taken any pictures of albinos yet?

It's really not about the pigment.

Pale skin tends to show every blemish, every scar, and every mark.

Nice. Beautiful.

So an act of childhood wouldn't really meet up to the needs for your perfect model?

Shoot.

Your body looks amazing.

Amazing.

Do you know why I answered your testing call?

Because you needed a job?

No, I had a friend that you shot one time, and I came by the set to visit.

Yeah, and I saw how passionate you are about

your work, even when it is a stupid soap ad.

Thank you. I am very passionate, but I don't think I do

anything any differently than any other photographer.

Yes, you do.

I feel like you really see me, not just my skin or

my hand or anything that you aim that camera at.

She's a beautiful girl.

Very easy to work with.

What's wrong?

I'm really sorry, Claire, but I've got a lot of work to do.

And you are very distracting.

I don't suppose I couldn't interest you in

another distraction later tonight, could I?

I'm sorry, but I really do have to work.

Well, you can't blame a girl for trying.

Will you let me know if you use any of the photos?

Sure.

Here's my number.

Oh, great. I've got all your info from your email.

Okay. Well, I hope you find what you're looking for.

Thanks, Claire. You too.

I attempted my own work, but it failed miserably.

Why is that?

Marla dead?

No, it wasn't her fault.

She was actually more present than most of them have been.

I see.

She wasn't pale enough for your weird fetish for see-through skin.

Right, and how's the quest for the perfect shade of blue going?

It's cerulean, and why don't you come over here and be my canvas to find out?

Do not come near me with this.

I will rid you of your clean freak OCA if I

have to strip you naked and roll you in paint.

Serious, do not come near me. You're crazy.

Wait a minute. Actually, you come over here.

What was that for?

Distractionary device.

What's that?

No!

I'm sorry.

What's up?

What's up?

What's up?

Do you like the video?

If you do, please leave a like.

See you next time.

I'm a king, I'm a king, I'm a king, I'm a king

Hey.

How are you?

Good.

She's pretty.

She's flawed.

Okay, this is the model I shot yesterday.

You are obsessed, you know that, right?

Since when is it wrong to be obsessed with art?

You're obsessed with perfection.

And that's crazy making for an artist.

Says the pot to the kettle.

I know there's no such thing as perfection.

Oh, really?

Let me show you something.

Let me lay it out for you, okay?

Hands are the worst.

Okay, they're covered in scars.

They're freckled from the sun.

And they're usually the first thing that shows signs of a woman's age.

These hands are flawless.

Nothing is flawless.

Okay, finding imperfection then.

I'll tell you this, if this woman's body is anything like her hands, she's perfect.

Damon, there's no such thing as perfection.

I mean, you're really hot.

You knew that when you invited me up to your room.

But I didn't know you had such a rockin' body.

You don't say.

I'm on a roll

I love the contrast of your skin against mine.

I think you're still against me.

I'm gonna make you come harder than you've ever come.

Oh yeah

I'm not a liar, I'm not a liar

Why did you slap me?

I didn't. You're a dirty girl.

You got a spanking. You left a mark.

Relax. All dirty girls like to get spanked.

Dirt

You are a life saver.

I know.

And I know you haven't replaced your broken

coffee maker because you like taking breaks

with me.

Busted.

High art in progress I see.

No, it's called paying the mortgage, okay?

Not all of us have a gallery showing our work.

You could though.

I told you, Sam will give you a place in the show whenever you're ready.

Yeah, I'm not ready.

Yes you are!

Your work is great!

Until you delete it all.

Great is subjective.

Art is subjective!

I don't want to have this fight with you, India.

Please.

So, did you ever call the girl with the hands?

Shit, I forgot.

She's going to be here any minute.

Are you going to go answer it?

I'll get it.

Go.

I'm going to go get my coffee.

Ah, you must be Eve. Thank you, please come in.

I'm going to talk to Damon.

Hi, I'm Eve.

This is my neighbor, India.

Nice to meet you, Eve.

Damon is a great photographer.

I'm sure you'll enjoy the shoot.

I'm sure I will.

Me and we can work together.

Can I ask what sort of effect you're going for?

Contrast.

Contrast of flawless, pale skin against the background of this black building.

And have you had success so far?

Honestly, no.

All the models I've shot so far are flawed.

And they really don't have that true, pale,

translucence that I've been trying to capture.

Can I make a suggestion?

Sure.

The contrast of black and white is great for drama, but to bring out

the true, pale tones of my skin, put me on something slightly off-white.

Hmm. Like a bear skin. A little coty rub.

Exactly.

I think I have something.

I think this will work very nicely.

I'll put it right here.

I think it looks good like this.

I'm pretty sure you can tie your hair in this.

It's lovely.

Can I just be comfortable?

I'll be right there.

Good God, I think I love you.

Your skin is like silk against this texture of the rock.

It's beautiful.

It's as if you're made of the finest marble or alabaster.

Are you saying I'm like stone?

No, what I'm saying is you look like Michelangelo.

If you were a carpenter, you would have been his masterpiece.

I'm...

I'm so sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm...

I'm sorry.

I'm...

I'm...

Sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sad

I'm...

gonna...

die...

in...

your...

hands...

Get in here, you've got to see this.

The rug was her idea, it's amazing.

I like this one.

Why that one?

It tells a story.

I mean the other one's pretty but there's nothing there.

It's just skin.

This one?

It's sex.

The promise of it.

Anticipation.

I like it.

I like this one.

It's like she's glowing from the inside.

This is exactly

what I've been trying to capture with the series.

I think I'm going to name it

Beyond the Panel.

You know what that means, right?

Yes, I do. Do you?

Yes.

Beyond the Panel means outside the accepted standards

of decency.

Or sometimes, something that's not normal.

That's well said.

That's the perfect title for the series.

Don't you think?

Well, I think we should

celebrate the fact that you've finally found a model

that fits your very high

and very ridiculous

standards of paleness

and perfection.

I'll drink to that.

So, was she as good as she looks like she'd be in this?

She was a great model.

You know, that's not what I mean.

Is it weird that you and I are friends that occasionally have sex?

No.

So are you asking me about Eve because you're interested in her?

Or is it because maybe you're a little jealous?

I have never been jealous of any of your lovers before.

Correct. But you've never acted jealous.

Jealousy implies possession and that's not my deal with you.

And you didn't answer the question.

The photo's intriguing.

You captured a really great story in that image

and I just want to know if that story's true.

Yeah, it's true.

Fascinating.

What?

You're really into her.

Well, it's kind of hard not to be. She's perfect.

Oh my god, Damon, you've got to be delusional if you believe anything you say.

You don't believe me?

Come over here tomorrow while Eve is here.

She's coming back?

Yeah. We're doing another photo shoot.

It was her idea.

And?

And maybe, just maybe, you could be a part of it.

Why? You've never wanted to shoot me before.

Well, the contrast. Your skin is so much darker than hers.

I think it could be really cool.

I don't fit your perfect ideal. I have scars all over me.

Yeah, I know that. Like I said, the contrast.

You know, if I thought about it, I would think you're insulting me.

Come on, India. Just do it.

Fine. But only because I want to know what your perfect woman is like in person.

Sorry I'm late. I was working on a piece.

Oh, no worries. We were just looking at some of the pale nudes out there.

What do you mean?

There's just so much stuff out there, and fine art, and erotic photography,

but nothing even close to the shots that we got yesterday.

Well, I'm just going to clean up so we can get started.

Actually, I like this. The contrast to Eve will be great,

especially to her, you know, pure, clean skin, next to your painted skin.

I kind of dig it. It'll be nice.

Also, I want to do the photo shoot in here instead of the studio.

Whatever. It's your party.

All right.

Both look fantastic.

Your skin is glowing, it's gorgeous.

Let's go.

I'm a hero

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Hey, you're really good, you know that?

My painting's not bad either, right?

Right. It was fun today.

Yeah, but it was a little weird too.

Why weird?

Well, you're right about Eve. She's perfect.

See, I told you.

Her skin is flawless.

I know. Isn't it awesome?

No. It's wrong. It's really wrong.

Come on, Indy. You're just being... jealous.

I told you that's not me. I don't want perfection.

You know, I think marks and bruises and scars

and everything else that makes us human,

that's what makes us interesting and beautiful.

Perfection scares me. It's not normal.

You were with her too. Eve is just as real as you and I are.

Are you in love with her?

What? I barely know her.

Yeah, but when you talk about her, your eyes get all gooey and soft.

And you get that face like it's love.

You're just working like a winner between me right now.

Timmy, it's not about me.

There's something wrong about Eve.

I don't know what it is, but I don't like it.

And I don't like that she's so close to you.

You know, you're right. You don't do jealousy very well.

And by the way, I dropped off some of my proof sheets at your gallery.

Sam's interested.

Hey, what are you doing here?

Thought I'd stop by and surprise you.

What are you doing?

Well, it was a gallery interested in looking up my work for a possible show.

Damon, that's wonderful!

Yeah. What do you think?

Wow, I think you have a lot of talent.

You managed to capture the contrast you were

going for in a way people wouldn't expect.

This is what I want to do. I want to take this

whole idea of contrast to the next level with you.

You know, it would be great in a show.

Then it's a good thing I came today.

Very good.

Get out.

See you later.

Beautiful, beautiful.

First of all, let's lean back a little bit more.

Try to stay just like that.

What's that?

Okay, so here's my idea.

Actually, India inspired it.

Did she?

It was actually something she said.

She said you're too perfect.

And you know what? She's right.

Your skin, it's so flawless, it almost doesn't look real.

I just want to dirty it up a little bit.

Yeah.

Okay, I want to show the perfection of your skin to the contrast of imperfection.

That's all.

I thought that's what the shoot with India was designed for.

Yes, and it is. And so will this.

Okay, when it's all done, you can hang it next

to the other photographs of your perfect skin.

It's beautiful, trust me.

My skin is always perfect.

Yes, you're flawless, Eve.

You are perfect.

Trust me. Please, let me do this.

Fine.

But not my face.

Okay, not your face.

And you'll bathe me afterwards.

In your bath.

I will bathe, wash, and worship you like a goddess should be worshipped.

I could get used to this.

You are spectacular, Vortigaunt.

I don't think I've ever seen one perfect face.

Did you get that stuff on my face?

Of course not.

I told you I wouldn't, right?

It's okay.

I'm not going to lie.

And we'll see you next time.

Bye.

I'm going to go to bed.

I'm a bad boy, I'm a bad boy, I'm a bad boy, I'm a bad boy

Good morning, handsome.

Hey, how is it possible for you to look so amazing first thing in the morning?

Ancient secrets. Do you have any coffee?

Oh, no, sorry, my machine broke. But I can get some from India if you want.

No thanks, I'll survive.

What are you working on?

Just some stuff for the gallery.

You said you wouldn't show my face.

It was an accident, Eve. I didn't mean to get your face dirty.

But these photos are so fantastic, I want to use them.

No.

No? Why not?

I said no.

But you have no problem with the clean face photos.

It's not about you.

How dare you? It's all about me. You wouldn't even

have the possibility of a show if it wasn't for me.

Wow, okay, got it.

Shred the photo and delete the file.

Eve, I can see you're upset.

And even though I don't agree, I can respect the fact

that you feel tricked about the dirty face photos.

You lied to me.

I gave you an opportunity to create beautiful art and I took it.

There is nothing beautiful about those photos. They are dirty and they are ugly.

Nothing in the world could ever make you look ugly.

Definitely not a little dirt.

You have no idea what dirt can do. It covers

everything and makes it dirty and horrible.

Eve, you're perfection, okay? Pure perfection.

Nothing could ever mar that, I promise.

Delete the file or I'll pull my permission from every single piece.

You can't do that.

You haven't paid me yet. I can claim breach of contract.

We have an agreement.

Well, we both know how much that's worth, don't we?

Delete the file or I'll make sure no gallery

ever uses a single one of these pictures.

Fine. It's time for you to leave.

I think it is.

Help me?

Sure.

You were the first man who ever really understood.

At least I thought you did.

Oh, I understand.

N.B. it was right. You're too perfect.

There's no such thing.

David!

What are you doing? Get out of here!

David!

Oh my god, are you okay?

You need to get some help!

You stay away from me.

That bastard marked me and I'm gonna make him pay.

You don't go anywhere near us,

or he'll do more than mark you.

I will break every bone in your body.

Damon,

do you hear me?

What the hell was that?

How could I have killed you?

I can't tell you.

I haven't told you.

Tell me what?

You're beautiful.

I'm so happy.

So I was six years old and my mother made me wear a dress to church.

She told me she'd spank me if I got it dirty.

Spank you?

Yeah, spank me.

So I did the only thing I could think of to stay out of the dirt.

What was that?

To climb a tree.

Of course.

The problem was when I got down I got snagged

on a branch and it ripped the dress and my

elbow wide open.

I love this dress.

I love this style.

I thought you loved perfection.

You are perfect.

Thank you.

Bye.

I'm not going to let you go