All language subtitles for Lovelace.2013.1080p.BluRay.x264-OFT

[♪ Gladys Knight and the Pips:
"I've got to Use my Imagination"]

- [applause]
- [emcee] Ladies and gentlemen,

the moment we've all been waiting for,

the one, the only Linda Lovelace!

[applause]

- [woman] What's your name?
- Linda Lovelace.

- [woman] I meant what's your real name?
- [Linda] That's my real name.

[woman] So what did you do
before you were the first

ever pornographic film superstar?

How does it feel to be the poster girl
for the sexual revolution?

The pornographic film,
Deep Throat,

has become one of the most popular
and profitable blue movies of all time.

Today a Manhattan criminal court
judge ruled the film obscene

and ordered it removed from
theaters in New York City.

This is kind of a strange country,
isn't it?

Judges can see Deep Throat,
but they can't listen to those tapes.

[man] Deep Throat, a trendsetting film

that brought pornography
into popular culture.

How did you become Linda
Lovelace in the first place,

if you were born
as Linda Boreman?

[man 2] I think you can be a star,

and I don't mean just
an adult movie star.

I mean a real star.

[man 3] Is your name Linda Lovelace?

[woman] So tell me...
who's the real Linda Lovelace?

[♪ Brenton Wood: "Gimme Little Sign"]

- No! Patsy! Come on.
- Jeez! Come on, Miss Holy Holy.

- You want to get tan lines?
- Mm.

You're gonna thank me later.

So have you slept with that guy yet?

- No. Patsy, come on.
- Don't be such a prude.

- You're 21 years old.
- Prude?

How am I a prude?
I think I've learned

my lesson that one time,
thank you very much.

There are other things
that you can do.

Ugh, I don't even know how
to talk to you anymore.

Seriously, that's disgusting.

- That's disgusting.
- [laughs]

- [woman] Linda!
- Shit, is that your mom?

I thought you said she was work.

- Linda?
- Take this, please.

- Yeah.
- Put it out.

Linda, are you out back?

Honestly, what is this, a nudist colony?

- What are you wearing?
- Ma!

Get in the house.

[♪ Everybody Else: "Out All Night"]

OK? 'Cause everybody's going fast.

- Ready?
- Ready.

- Careful.
- All I can see is your butt.

[shrieks] Oh, my God!

Cool band.

They're missing something,
though, don't you think?

- Like what?
- Go-go dancers. [laughs]

You volunteering?

[♪ Everybody Else: "Get Ready"]

Come on, babe. Move your hips!
Whoo!

Feel it!

[laughing]

[both laughing]

- I actually, like...
- Do that again.

- No, I don't think so.
- You enjoyed it.

I need, like, a week off.

[man] You two move
pretty good up there.

Thanks.

You ever think about
doing that professionally?

- [scoffs] Yeah, right.
- Yeah!

Dancing girls in Vegas, they make
two or three hundred bucks a night.

What? Ha, someone would pay
that much to see me dance?

- I would.
- [both laugh]

I'm Chuck Traynor, by the way.

- I'm Patsy.
- Linda.

- You guys smoke grass?
- Yeah, sure.

Patsy, I have to go home now.

It's a little bit of grass.
Come on, babe.

OK.

I'm good.

In accordance with your hopes,

mindful of your concerns,

sustained by your prayers,

- thank you, and good night.
- Thanks, honey.

[man] President Nixon addressing
the nation live from...

Bye, Mom. Bye, Dad.
See you later. I'm going.

Linda!

Where do you think you're going?

The beach.

It's dark.

And what on Earth do you have on?

- It's a party.
- And whose party is it?

Uh, I'm going with Patsy and her
boyfriend Ray. It's a friend of his.

- And what does this Ray do?
- I don't know, Ma.

It's not like I made him
fill out a questionnaire.

Mm-mm.

I think Patsy said he was
a bartender, all right?

But I did tell them that I had
to be home by 11:00 on the nose.

Any later, and I'll call you.

Swear to God.

- See you, sweetheart.
- [guitar playing]

The French Connection.

You know that one?

- The one with that guy?
- Exactly.

My God, I was so stoned
when I saw that.

I couldn't figure out
what was going on.

I kept expecting there
to be subtitles.

- Yeah, there weren't.
- No, I know.

They were speaking American.

No, but by the time I figured that out,
it was, like, halfway through the movie.

Hey, guys.
Let's go skinny-dipping.

No! I have to go, so...

- What?
- Yeah.

You're such a drag. [laughs]

We're gonna go.

- [Patsy] Come on. I'm going in!
- [man] Jump in!

- You don't dig the ocean?
- No.

I don't know.

- Ow.
- What?

- You bit me.
- I did?

- Yeah.
- No, I didn't.

It's cool.

You don't think I'm a drag?

I don't think you're a drag at all.

- No?
- No way.

[radio playing pop music]

Thanks for the ride home.

Wait, wait, wait... Come on!

- [music stops]
- Come on!

You haven't said a word
since we got in the car.

You can tell me.

What is it? What's going on?

[sighs]

OK.

- I got pregnant.
- Mm.

And I had a baby last year.

And that's why we
moved here from Yonkers.

Where's this...
Where's this baby now?

I don't even know.

My mom put him up for adoption.

She told me I was signing
circumcision papers.

- Damn.
- Yeah.

I'd like to meet your folks.

- Really?
- I think they'd dig me.

No, they don't dig anybody. [laughs]

They don't even dig themselves.

Listen, I'll make you a bet.
You have me over for dinner,

and by the end of the night,

if they say,
"What a lovely young man,"

- then I win.
- What do you win?

You spend the night at my house.

And if they don't, what do I win?

You spend the night at my house.

- Yeah?
- Mm-hm.

OK. Right there.

[static buzzes]

[easy listening music playing]

Lord, make us thankful for these

and all our many blessings. Amen.

- Amen.
- Amen.

Chuck, I'd like to thank you again

- for those lovely flowers.
- My pleasure.

Linda tells us that
you were in the service.

Yes, ma'am, Marine Corps.

Mr. Boreman was in World War ll.

Oh, yeah? You in the Corps?

- No, Army. Italy, mostly.
- I was stationed in Korea.

I won a couple
of marksmanship competitions,

but that's about all
the action I ever saw.

I bet you would have
been brave, though.

The guys that served
with your father,

they're some of the bravest men
that I ever met.

So, what do you do now?

- I own a bar and restaurant.
- That's interesting.

What kind of bar and restaurant?

Just good food
and pretty waitresses.

What do you do for work,
Mr. Boreman?

I was a cop in New York
before we moved to Florida.

Now I do security at the airport.

Mr. Boreman has
a million stories, Chuck.

Is that right?

Johnny, you better go in the
kitchen and warm his milk.

Milk. OK.

Mugs are above the sink, Linda.

- Jesus.
- Forget about them.

- Yeah, right.
- Yeah.

Where are you?
Where are you right now?

- I'm with you.
- Yeah.

Yeah, that's my girl.

You're my girl, hmm? Right?

Yeah.

[baby crying]

They don't eat with
their hands, you dope.

- Say it.
- I... I'm...

[exhales]

I'm your girl.

[Mrs. Boreman] How's it coming
out there, Linda?

Uh, almost there, Ma!

- [laughs]
- What time's the movie get out?

- I told you, 10:30.
- Be home at 11:00.

I know.

Seems like a nice young man.

[♪ Elvin Bishop:
"Fooled Around and Fell in Love"]

Oh, right on!

[laughs]

Hey!

Hey!

- Just cut it out.
- What are you so uptight about?

- My scar. It's gross.
- Come on. Foxy girl like you

should love to show off her body.

Come on. Come on. Let me see.

Come on. Let me see it.

- It's gross.
- Please?

This is it? This little thing?

Ah. [laughs]

It's ugly. I hate it.

Why? 'Cause it's different?
'Cause it's not perfect?

All those uptight idiots
in the suburbs.

All those cookie-cutter robots
that your mama goes to church with.

Screw 'em.

Screw 'em.

'Cause this and you...

...mm, are beautiful.

Hey. I love your freckles.

[both laugh]

[door creaks]

[gasps]

You're late.

Come on, baby.

[♪ John Ellison & the Soul Brothers Six:
"Funky Funky Way of Makin' Love"]

To... Keep going. Keep going. Boom.

And here we go.

You put a lot
of margarita mix in there.

Uh, yeah. OK.

[both scream]

- [overlapping conversations]
- Margarita?

- Thanks.
- Hey.

- [film projector whirring]
- Hey.

- Mmm.
- [chuckles]

- You like porno?
- I like some.

You like 'em.

- No.
- I can tell.

- Yeah, you do.
- I don't.

- Yeah.
- I don't actually. Trust me. [chuckles]

- I love your teeth.
- What are you doing?

But Linda won't mind. She's cool.

OK?

I wouldn't go in there if I were you.

- [Linda] Oh, my God.
- Home movie.

My parents took one of me once,
but it didn't look like this.

I bet.

I've never seen a porno before.

Is it turning you on?

Good girls don't do that stuff.

Oh, 'cause you're a good girl?

I can tell you're such a good girl.

That's what I love about you.
You're such a good girl.

[birds chirping]

[sighing]

- [chuckles]
- [laughing]

- Come on.
- [groans]

I don't want to.

You know, maybe that's 'cause
you're not any good at it.

- Come on. You're gonna love it.
- Really?

- Yeah.
- I'm gonna like it? Choking myself?

I could teach you.
Remember how I got you to quit smoking?

Yeah. You gonna hypnotize me?

It's the same mind-body
control technique.

- Yeah?
- [sighs]

Out of sight. Ah!

OK, your mind has control.

Come on. A little more.
There you go.

- [gagging]
- Take it in. That's right.

Don't forget to breathe.
Come here.

Don't forget to breathe, OK?

[♪ Norman Greenbaum:
"Spirit in the Sky"]

You got it. OK? Go.

[sighing]

Oh, yeah.

[film projector whirring]

[grunts]

Congratulations, Mrs. Chuck Traynor.

I've never done it with
a married man before.

- Me neither.
- Good.

[squeals]

[telephone rings]

- Hello?
- [Chuck] Hi. It's me.

Where are you?
I've been really worried about you.

Get some money, and come get me.

- I'm in jail.
- Ha-ha. Very funny.

- [buzzer sounds]
- Here you go, ma'am.

Oh! OK.

- [bell dings]
- [Linda] What happened, Chuck?

What did I say?

[sighs] But this is different.

[woman] Whoo!

You said never ask about your work.

That's right.

Some girls were
turning tricks out back.

What do you mean by...
Prostitution?

Yeah. Linda, it's a titty bar.

What do you think these girls live off,
minimum wage?

Wait. The cops gonna
come ask me questions?

No. No, no, no,
no, no, no, baby.

Wives can't testify
against husbands.

Look, all I need is money.

Look, after paying your bail,
I have, um, 32, 33 dollars.

Linda, real money.

It's the IRS and the Miami PD,

and it's all just that shakedown.

- Do you have enough?
- "We."

Baby, do we have enough, right?

- No, we don't.
- Mm-mm.

- Not yet.
- So what are we gonna do?

[emoting] Mary had a little lamb,
whose fleece was white as snow,

and everywhere that Mary went...

[whimpering]...the lamb was sure to go.

Yeah, right?

- That... That was great.
- [chuckles]

- Did I tell you, or what, right?
- You did. You told us.

Sweetheart, there's
a little diner on the corner.

Why don't you run down,
grab us four coffees, regular?

- OK.
- All right?

- On the corner?
- Yeah.

- [man] Thanks a lot, darling.
- Beautiful work.

Jesus fucking Christ, Chuck.
What the fuck was that?

Does she even know what
she was auditioning for?

I know. I know.
She's new at this professionally.

I could show you this thing.

Well, Chuck, she's really cute.
She's adorable.

She's like a sexy
Raggedy Ann or something.

- Cute freckles.
- Really dug her freckles.

It was very...

But, you know, for this industry,
I don't... I don't know.

You don't know what, Gerry?

Go ahead. Be honest.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

No, look, the point is,
we traffic in fantasy here.

Yeah, she's very real, the kind of girl
you sit next to her in class.

You see her out on the street,
you want to ball her.

But, you know, you've seen the girls
that come in and do this now.

I mean, they've all
been to the surgeon.

I mean, you can't light
your cigarette around 'em.

You're afraid their tits
are gonna go up

like the Hindenburg or something.

- Linda has tits.
- She does. Nice ones, too.

Not the point.

It's not like the old days, you know,
where you just point a camera

at two people screwing,
and you call it art.

I mean, the audiences expect a lot more.

She's beautiful, but,
you know, more pizzazz.

- We need more pizzazz.
- No offense.

I'm gonna show you
what Gerry's talking about.

- No, I...
- Nicky, come here for a sec.

I want to show you this...
I want to show you this movie we made.

Now, this is the prototype, right?

People want blonde hair, huge tits,

and a nice, beautiful round ass.

It's the harsh reality
of our chosen profession.

- Dynamite work, Nicky.
- Thanks, Butch.

I'm gonna show you this.

Chuck, we are making a movie here
on 35 millimeter.

Gerry even wrote a script.

- Forty-two pages.
- You hear that?

Forty-two fucking pages.

This thing is gonna be in theaters,

and, look, people
want what they want.

Chuck, your girl, she's cute,
she's skinny. She's got no hips.

It's like making a war movie
without the fighting.

Tits and ass, that's the action.

Chuck, I don't want to bum you out.
Can she type?

Maybe I could find some work
for her in the office.

- [sighs]
- Look at this! Look at the...

I don't care about this.
Listen to me.

I know she doesn't
have it. Chuck.

- Look at that!
- We just saw what she could do.

- She acted? Couldn't act.
- Look what she can do.

- Look! See?
- Whoa, Butchie.

But... Are you... Did you see this?

Look at this. Look at this.
Are you seeing this?

- Holy shit.
- Oh!

- Wait. Is that real?
- Is she actually doing that?

[laughs] Yeah, right.

Ho ho! Oh, my God!

Yeah, can she do that
with a big cock?

- No offense.
- She can do that with anything.

That's far out.
That is... You see that?

That is art, baby. That's art.

[♪ L.J. Waiters & Electrifiers:
"If You Ain't Getting Your Thing"]

- Anybody want a hit?
- Gerry?

- Yeah?
- Not a cloud in the sky.

- What's with all the fucking lights?
- Shadows, Butchie, shadows.

Your shadows are costing me
hundreds of dollars.

You want to turn the lights off?
You want it to look like shit?

No problem. I'll turn 'em all off.

[laughs] Fucking artists, huh?

- Bad toupee.
- Wants to make a movie without lights.

How long have you been
a makeup person?

Oh, I'm not a professional.

I mean, not in makeup, anyway. [laughs]

You know, when you get
to be my age in this business,

it helps to have
as many skills as you can.

I don't have any skills.

That's not what I heard. [laughs]

There she is. Here's our star, huh?

What'd I tell you? The girl next door.

Linda, this is our financier,
Anthony Romano.

It's very nice to meet you.

Sweetheart, let me tell you something.

If what these guys
are saying is true,

this is gonna be the best
investment of my life.

[laughter]

I can't wait to see your work.

Yeah. Oh, and this is Dolly.

This is Linda's costar
and makeup artist.

A pleasure.

- I have many skills.
- Yeah? Do you?

- [laughter]
- Let's let the stars get back to work?

All right. We'll see you later.

Easy there, sister.
Don't cover her freckles.

OK.

Hey. What are you doing?
Her freckles are her thing.

- All right?
- OK. Be cool.

You look good.

All right. Just not too much, OK?

- You hear me?
- Yeah, I hear you.

Wow. He's pretty intense.

I used to have
an old man like that once.

You know, I should probably...

...do something about those.

Mr. Damiano will be really pissed
if I just leave 'em like that.

- [sighs] I'm so clumsy.
- I know, sweetie.

We all are.

There's just got to be more
to life than screwing around.

Than screwing around.

Sex, I don't enjoy it.

Sex, I don't enjoy it.

Linda? Harry.

We're getting it on
in the next scene.

Oh, hey, it's nice to meet you.

I thought your name was Dick.

My stage name used to be
Dick Long, but... [clears throat]

...it sounded kind of obvious,
so you know...

[laughing] Yeah. I agree.

This is a great business, isn't it?

Anyway, I just thought I'd come by

and introduce myself
before we started going at it.

You OK?

I'm a little nervous.
I've never had lines to talk before.

We got the best job in the world.

We just tune everybody out,
live in the moment,

like we're the only two people
on the planet.

Tune everybody out.

- Live in the moment.
- Exactly.

You're gonna do great.

And I cannot wait to get it on.

- [man] Action!
- [tires skidding]

- Whoa. Whoa. You all right?
- Yeah.

You OK? Yeah?

You're just gonna drive normally.
You know what we're doing, right?

- Mm-hm. Right.
- OK.

I just... I don't know how
I normally drive.

- You...
- I just drive, you know.

Yeah, that's exactly right.

Just drive, and pretend
we're not here, OK?

Whatever you'd normally do.

All right, we rolling? Let's roll.

Doing beautiful, baby, beautiful!

[Gerry] All right, sound, speed.

And action.

It's not that I'm turned off to sex.

I enjoy it. In fact,

I could spend the rest
of my life getting laid.

Then what seems to be the problem?

Well, I don't know.
Something's different.

I mean, there's just
got to be more to it

- than just a lot of little tingles.
- Little tingles?

- I want to hear bells ringing.
- Bells?

- Dams bursting!
- Dams bursting?

- Bombs going off! Something.
- Bombs going off!

Nurse, Mrs. Lovelace
is done with her bubbles.

- Thank you, Dr. Young.
- Open your mouth for me.

Wider. Ah.

- Ahh...
- Ah, ah, ah.

- Ah? Ah? Ah?
- Ah.

Well, there it is!

There it is, you little bugger!

- What?
- Your clitoris.

It's down in the bottom of your throat.

[crying]

Oh, now, now, Mrs. Lovelace.

There, there. Listen.
It's better to have a clitoris

deep down in the bottom of your throat
than to have no clitoris at all.

That's easy for you to say.

Suppose your balls were in your ears.

Well, then, I could hear myself coming.

- [laughs]
- And cut!

That was great. That was great!

- That was fantastic, really. We good?
- Yeah.

Great work, everybody. That's a wrap.

Two days down.
Five to go. Nice work.

You see?

You see that?
That's gonna be a problem.

[Butch] I need you
to do me a favor, Chuck.

[Chuck] What's that?

I need you to go to Miami,
pick up some film tomorrow.

Tomorrow? Tomorrow? Why?

- Why?
- Yeah.

Because the stores are all closed,

and if we run out of film tomorrow,
we're screwed.

But tomorrow's Linda's big day.
She needs me.

- Send somebody else.
- [sighs] OK.

How about I send Linda for the film,

and you can spend tomorrow
with Harry's cock down your throat?

Man.

You got no movie
without my girl, right?

- You know that, right, Butchie?
- Yeah.

And we ain't got no movie
without no film neither.

Yeah.

[Gerry] All right, this is it,
everybody. Here we go. Places!

Camera! And action!

You can try it on me.

You'll like it.

Well, what do I have to lose?

[Linda kissing]

Not bad. We're all gonna win Oscars.

Cut. Cut. Cut. Whoa! Harry?

- Mm!
- What's the matter?

What's happening? What'd you...

I don't... I'm... I...

- He came.
- [Harry] Yeah.

He what? He came? You came?
Get outta here.

What is this, your junior prom?

I know. I didn't... I just wasn't...

Just give me three minutes.
I can go again.

I'm really sorry.
Did I do something wrong?

- [all] No.
- No, sweetie, no.

[♪ KC and the Sunshine Band:
"Shotgun Shuffle"]

[overlapping chatter]

-[man] Whoo-hoo!
- No, thanks.

Hey! Hey, this is silk!

- Oyster?
- Thank you.

- Thanks.
- How you doing?

[Butch] Hey, oyster man!
Yeah, come here. We gotta talk.

- Oyster, sir?
- Best oysters in Miami.

Come here, baby.

You know, these are natural
aphrodisiacs, honey.

- Yeah?
- Yeah, they make you horny.

- I'm always horny.
- [laughs, slurps]

- Marry me.
- Mmm.

No girl for you? I can fix that.

- No, thanks, Charlie.
- Hey, Linda.

Why don't you come
sit on Mr. Romano's lap?

I'm having an interesting
conversation, Chuck.

Why don't you sit on his lap?

- [laughter]
- [Gerry] All right, come on.

Party's moving up to my room.
Where you going?

- Up to my room. Come on.
- We're going upstairs anyway.

[♪ The People's Choice:
"Oh How I Love It"]

- Quiet.
- [lowers volume]

Quiet. Quiet.

- [Linda groaning]
- [wall thumping]

Oh, my God, that...
that's unbelievable. [laughs]

- Who's in the next room?
- That's Linda and Chuck.

[raises volume]

Girl should be
in the fucking Olympics.

[Linda] I'm a little nervous.

Let's try this. Forget I'm even here.
Forget about all this stuff.

Just be yourself.

OK, um...

I don't think for the movie poster,
we can be so anatomical.

Just don't want to disappoint
anybody... I guess.

Tell me about the role you're playing.

A girl whose clit... [sighs]

- I know all that.
- OK.

Um, tell me about
the person you're playing.

Well, at first, I'm...

...closed up like a flower...

- Mm-hm. Yeah?
-...bud.

And, um...

And then, gradually,

the petals start to... to open,

and... and then...

...I finally learn about myself,

and I learn how to...

-...to enjoy sex.
- Beautiful.

Then I feel free. [laughs]

[breath catches]

Don't worry.
They're just Polaroid shots.

I know. It's not that. It's just...

You made me beautiful. [laughs]

All right, all right, all right.

Hey, what's the matter?
Your girl is gonna be a star.

Yeah, great, but who
the hell's "Lovelace?"

It's a dynamite name.
You got to admit that.

What about my name?
Linda and I are a team.

- What's wrong with Traynor?
- Nothing. Chuck Traynor.

- Good name for a producer.
- So I'm a producer now? That's funny.

I thought I was a production assistant.

A girl like Linda, you want to see her
name in lights. Like "Linda Lovelace."

That's gotta go up
on a billboard, right?

"Lovely lace."

"Lovelace."

- You're gonna be filthy rich.
- Me? No.

- You're gonna make a fortune.
- Come on, Charlie.

You don't think the investors
deserve to make a little bit of money?

That's not what I'm saying.

And, you know, my name isn't Charlie.

- Chuck.
- You got it.

Your girl's gonna be a star.

That's the value, man, and you,
you own the product.

[♪ Eddie Kendricks: "Keep on Truckin"']

- Two consenting adults.
- Six dollars.

- Is it all guys in there?
- What do you care?

[Dolly] Will you
pass me a cigarette, hon?

Do you mind if I smoke while you eat?

[laughs]

Hey, did you hear about Goldstein?

His magazine gave us 100 percent
on the Peter Meter.

Looks like we got
a full-blown big-titted hit!

- [shouting]
- What's the Peter Meter?

Did they say anything about
how the film was shot?

Who gives a fuck, Gerry?
A hit's a hit.

Well, then, I could hear myself coming.

[laughter]

[man] This is Chief Rocker
Frankie Crocker,

on WNYJ Radio, New York City.

We're back with the star
of the scintillating skin flick,

Deep Throat, Linda Lovelace,

and the film director, Gerry Damiano.

- Hi.
- Hello. Hello, New York.

Now, Gerry, you were saying earlier
how you as an artist

were able to transcend
the pornographic medium.

Yeah. Well, you know,
it wasn't that difficult to do.

I mean, it was... The industry
was getting pretty stale, you know.

Everything was just screwing, screwing,
screwing, and then cut to a money shot.

You know, how many times you
supposed to look at that?

This film is becoming
bigger than that, right?

I mean, this is a phenomenon.

[coins jingle]

I went to see Deep Throat 'cause
I'm fond of animal pictures.

- [laughter]
- I thought it was about giraffes.

[laughter]

- [man] Linda, right here.
- [man 2] Big smile, Miss Lovelace.

[woman] How does it feel
to be the poster girl

for the sexual revolution?

[Linda] It's just a goof.

To me, it's... it's a movie,

like any other movie,

only it has so many better things in it.

- Like what?
- Like me. [laughs]

Now, Linda, I mean, what do you want
to do with the future here, baby?

I hope to make movies, real movies.

And maybe do a play.

I want to be an actress, you know.

[man] The Mississippi River.

What's the only thing that has
a bigger mouth than Linda Lovelace?

[laughter]

[♪ Betty Davis:
"Your Mama Wants Ya Back"]

- [applause]
- [man] Right here!

- [man 2] Please, Miss Lovelace!
- [man 3] Linda!

Linda.

That's what I call
a welcoming committee.

- Right on.
- Linda.

- Hi, Mr. Hefner.
- Hef, please.

Welcome to your party.
How about I trade you

- two blondes for a brunette?
- Yeah.

You come with me.

- Look at this.
- Butchie Peraino.

- Big fan of yours, Mr. Hefner.
- Thanks.

Anthony Romano, Mr. Hefner.

Love the magazine. Love the article
about the swinger parties.

Thank you. You, Harry,
I'm a big fan of your work.

It is truly an honor, sir.

I used to tell people that I had
the best job in the world

until I saw what you do.

- [laughter]
- We'll see you gentlemen inside.

- Look at these two cool cats.
- Mr. Sammy Davis, Jr.

- Miss Lovelace.
- Sammy Davis, Jr.

Better not miss this show.

[film soundtrack music playing]

[applause]

- They love you.
- Makes me feel sort of tingly all over,

and then nothing.
There's got to be more to sex

than just a lot of little tingles.

There's gotta be bells ringing

and dams bursting
and bombs going off, something!

You wanna get off,
or you want to wreck a city?

- [laughter]
- I think you can be a star.

I don't mean just an adult-movie star.

I mean a real star.

I wish I could believe that.

Well, trust me.

I see tons of girls go
through this town every year.

- Most of them...
- [laughter]

...go just like that.

- [bell tolling]
- [Linda] I hear bells ringing...

- [applause]
-...and dams bursting,

and bombs going off!

[cheering]

- Fabulous.
- Very sexy, right? Right?

No question.
We're getting laid tonight.

- We got a hit. We got a hit!
- No question.

Ladies and gentlemen,
the moment we've all been waiting for,

the one, the only, Linda Lovelace!

[cheering, applause]

[man] Are you ready for this?

[Linda] I want to set
the record straight.

All right, the first few are just
to establish a baseline,

so just answer yes or no.

Is your name Linda Lovelace?

[chuckles]

Can we start with an easier question?

[man] All right.

Are you currently working on a book
about your life with Chuck Traynor?

Yes.

Are you taking this polygraph
at the request of the publisher?

Yes.

Were you married to Chuck Traynor?

[♪ Norman Greenbaum:
"Spirit in the Sky"]

[grunts]

[gasps]

- Chuck, you're hurting me.
- I know. I know. I know.

[gasping, moaning]

- Shh!
- Chuck...

Chuck! Easy.

Chuck! [gasping]

Stop it. Stop it, Chuck.

Chuck...

- Oh, shh.
- [moaning]

[thunder rumbling]

Hey.

Oh, God, that was fucking far out.

Come on. Baby, you're my wife.

Don't trip out.

Hey.

You really hurt me, Chuck.

That was passion.

I love you.

Where's my girl? Where's my girl?

You're my girl, right?

- Right.
- Yeah? Say it.

Say it.

- I'm your girl.
- Don't...

Hey. Hey.

[Linda] What do you mean
by prostitution?

[Chuck] Wives can't testify
against husbands.

All just that shakedown.

All I need is money.

Baby, do "we" have enough?

It's just you and me. We can't miss.

[rock music plays]

[dance music playing]

[♪ Bachman - Turner Overdrive:
"Let it Ride"]

This is sure as shit more fun
than the convention, huh?

[laughs] What do you do for a living?

I sell medical supplies.
How about you?

- Um, I'm a part-time gynecologist.
- Really? Oh, that's so funny.

We're actually coming out with a new set
of stirrups that make it a lot...

I get it. That's very funny.

- Should I take some drink orders?
- Yeah, yeah. What do you want?

- Oh, wow. A Cuba Libre would be great.
- Two Cuba Libres.

Don't worry about that.
I got it. Here you go.

Boy, she's... she's great.

- Mm-hm.
- You guys married?

- Yeah, she's gonna be a star.
- Wow.

[sniffs]

Hey, is that what I think it is?

It is if you think it's coke.

Do you, uh, think I could get a little?

You let people use your, um,
medical supplies for free?

- OK. No, I get it.
- Yeah.

Yeah. Um... Well, how much?

How much for what?
The pussy or the blow?

[laughs]

- Seriously?
- Seriously.

It's your lucky day.
I'm gonna go get Linda.

Hey, look at me.

[doorbell rings]

[doorbell rings]

- Hi, Ma.
- For the love of Christ, it's 2:00am.

I know. I know.

[whispers] Don't wake your father.

You want something to eat?
I got leftovers.

- You're a bag of bones, Linda.
- No, I'm not hungry, Mom.

So, what'd you wake me up
in the middle of the night for?

I was really hoping that I could, um...

...move back in here for a while.

- Here?
- Yeah.

No. You know that's not possible.

- Why not?
- How would it look for a married woman

to move in with her parents
apart from her husband?

He hits me, Ma.

[sighs]

I can't say I'm surprised.

What did you do?

What do you mean, what'd I do?

What did you do to make him angry?

He didn't just hit you
out of the blue.

I guess I didn't do
what he wanted me to.

You took a vow,
a very serious vow.

Can't I just stay, like,
a few days, Ma, please?

And then what? You gonna get a divorce?

What do you think we are, Protestant?

Ma, you just don't understand.

Linda, I was...

I was 18 years old
when I had your sister.

Unmarried...

...and all alone,

before I met your father.

I'd suffered long and hard.

How dare you come here
and tell me I don't understand.

I understand.

Now, God gave you a husband...

...who provides for you.

And you...

Look at me.

Go home to Chuck.

Be a good wife.

Listen to him, and obey him.

Can't I just stay for
a little while, Mom, please?

Just please?

Mom, I just need, like, a day, please.

- If you knew...
- That's enough.

[telephone rings]

- Hello?
- [Chuck] Dorothy, it's Chuck.

Hi, Chuck.

- I'm sorry. It's late.
- Yeah.

I'm looking for Linda.
You know where she is?

[exclaims]

I can't do it.
I can't do it anymore.

[sighs] Yeah?

- You can't do what?
- Everything. I can't do it.

You're doing the movie, Linda.

You know me, right? Huh?

You believe in me?

Right? You believe in me?

Do you believe in me?

OK.

'Cause I worked too fucking hard

to get you this part.

Now, you watch.

This movie is gonna make us.

You and me, OK?

- [sobbing]
- Oh.

Oh, there, there, Mrs. Lovelace.

It's all right. Listen.

It's better to have a clitoris deep down
in the bottom of your throat

than to have no clitoris at all.

[Linda crying]
That's easy for you say.

What if your balls were in your ears?

[Harry] Well, then,
I'd hear myself coming.

[Gerry] And cut!

That was great. That was great!
That was fantastic.

- We good?
- [man] Yeah, we got it.

[Gerry] Great work, everybody.
That's a wrap.

[Butch] Two days down. Five to go.

Here's your damn film.

- Why don't you sit on his lap?
- [laughter]

- [thumping]
- Who's in the next room?

Man, I don't think
that's them balling.

[Linda] Oh!

[Linda shouting]

[whispering] If I tell you to sit,

stay, screw, fuck,

you'll do it, hmm?

[door opens, closes]

[♪ KC and the Sunshine Band:
"Rock Your Baby"]

[bell jingles]

Hi!

- Hi!
- [Chuck] Hey.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God,
you look so beautiful.

And you look like
a poodle with a perm.

[both laugh]

I'm kidding. You look beautiful.

- Hey, Chuck.
- Hey, Patsy.

You look older.

All right, hurry it up.
You guys want to be quick?

I got some real important people
we gotta meet up with later.

Yeah. Picked out some dresses.
They're in the changing room.

Go on.

Wow, you look stunning.

[chuckles]

Linda, can I be honest
with you about something?

- Yeah, of course.
- I'm worried about you.

- Why? Because of the movie?
- No.

I don't care about the movie.

It's everything. It's Chuck.
It's the people you...

Don't be crazy.

[whispering] What is going on?

It's Chuck, isn't it?

Just tell me so I can help you.

Please? Please?

Do you know how lucky I am?

I mean, a... a girl like me
landing a guy like Chuck?

I'm nothing without him.

Jesus, Linda, you know we're in a hurry.

Sorry.

OK.

- Hey, little toast.
- No, no. I'd like to propose a toast.

- All right, Harry.
- Oh.

To Linda, for sharing with me

the ten best minutes
of my professional career.

I heard it was the best ten seconds
of your career on the first day.

- Leave it to the broad to get honest.
- What about me?

You fucked me. If the movie's
such a hit, where's my cut?

I told Linda we're gonna double
her salary on Deep Throat 2.

She's gonna get $2,500. How about that?

- You told Linda?
- Yeah.

Let me see the picture.
It's a full-on irregular pose.

[Linda gasps] No.

No! Chuck. Chuck, no!

Chuck, it's freezing! God!

[wails] Chuck!

It was stupid.
I spoke to Butchie Peraino

about my salary for the sequel.

I never spoke to anybody
about money after that, that's for sure.

[man] Did Chuck control your finances?

Yes, he controlled everything.

I never saw a penny,
not even after we moved to Malibu.

[man on phone]
Yeah, but the price break doesn't...

[Chuck] I get pitched
this shit all the time.

- It's gotta be something special.
- [man] These really are special.

Could you make it glow?

- Huh?
- Like glow in the dark?

- [man laughs]
- Yeah, that'd be groovy, right?

And it should say
"Lovelace" on the side.

I can do that.

And then Chuck Traynor
on the other side.

Why would you want
your name on the side?

It's America, man! Why wouldn't I
want my name on the side of a dildo?

You got it.
I'll send 'em out right away.

- All right. OK.
- Thanks.

Talk to you later.

All right, where'd we leave off?

Uh, part about the first time
I screwed Linda?

"Chuck pushed me back.
His fat, rock-like muscle tore into me.

- 'Oh, my God,' I said."
- What do you think?

- Sounds good.
- But you got a problem with it.

It's just that your rock-like muscle

seems to play
an inordinately large role

- in Linda's autobiography.
- "Inordinately." [laughs]

- How'd you get here?
- Mr. Hefner sent me.

Right. And how about the next
time I want your opinion,

I'll ask you what my cock tastes like.

"Yes, sir, boss.
Reckon it tastes like a piña colada."

- [giggles]
- [Chuck] Anthony.

- [Anthony] Hey, Chuck.
- How you doing? Look who's here.

- Hi, Anthony.
- Look at you. Look at you.

You're like a... You're like
a regular California girl. Come here.

- I thought you were in Vegas.
- Yeah. I just came back from the pa...

- What, are you kidding me?
- It's gonna look more like her.

Come outside.
I want to show you something.

Great to see you, kid.

- Jesus.
- Gonna put freckles and shit on it.

Ah, Jesus.

[Chuck] How you been? Good to see you.

[door closes]

I bet you ten dollars the only thing
rock-like on that man is his brain.

[laughs] You're gonna
get us into trouble.

[laughs] Baby, look at us.
I think we're already in trouble.

[telephone rings]

Good afternoon. Lovelace Enterprises.
Marsha speaking.

Nice car, Chuck.
Must have cost you a few dimes.

- I know why you're here.
- I should hope so.

[sighs]

I need a couple more weeks.

We got the Linda Lovelace blow-up dolls.
We got all the sex toys.

Hey. You're getting, like,
five times your money back.

Man, you want a blow-up doll?
I got a couple in the house.

I don't want a fucking blow-up doll.
I want my 25 grand.

You'll get it. You're in on
the ground floor. We got the...

We got the Playboy spread coming out.

- Mm-hm.
- She's a brand name.

She's like Betty fucking Crocker.

No, she's Linda fucking Lovelace.

Listen to me.
You want to pay us back,

you get her doing what she's good at.

Now, I got Deep Throat 2, 3, 4
lined up, ready to go.

Now, this is big business
we're talking about,

not some fucking nickel-and-dime shit
you're talking about.

See, that's where you're wrong.
This isn't small-time.

I'm meeting this guy
at Hef's party, OK?

This guy, he owns half
the adult bookstores

on the West Coast,
millions in merchandise.

Linda, like,
sweet talks this guy, right?

Or better yet,
she sweet sucks this guy...

...we're made in the shade!

Come on. You worry too much.

We're talking about money, Chuck.

I always worry about money.

[♪ Betty Davis:
"Your Mama Wants Ya Back"]

Well, what do I have to lose?

You know how sometimes...
life imitates art?

I think, um...

I think this is one of those moments.

[applause, cheering]

[Linda] Chuck seems
to have left with the car.

[Harry] Yeah. I see he hasn't changed.

- Well, come on. I'll give you a lift.
- Really?

Hey, why don't we go someplace?

Let's grab a drink somewhere.
You don't want to?

It's probably best
just to take you home, Linda.

- I'm sorry.
- OK.

[car pulling away]

Chuck!

[telephone rings]

- Hello?
- Hi, Daddy. Did I wake you?

No. No, no, no.
We're just getting up.

It's late out there, huh?
It's Linda.

Well, who else would it be
at this time of day?

I just got home from a party.

Yeah, why am I not surprised?

No, Daddy, it was a business party.

But I met Sammy Davis, Jr.

Who's Sammy Davis, Jr.?

You know who he is.
He's that colored guy,

you know, "Mr. Bojangles."

She's right. [laughs]

I know who he is, Dorothy.
I was just joshing.

Your mother, she, uh...

Every time that Johnny Carson
mentions your name,

she changes the channel.

I saw your movie.

I don't even know
who that was up there.

That's certainly not my little girl.

I had to walk out.

Was it something that we did?

I keep thinking that it has to be.

[car approaches]

- [car door closes]
- I gotta go, Daddy.

I'll tell your mother
you said you're all right.

I love you.

I'm sorry, Chuck.
I looked everywhere for you.

You lost us a movie deal tonight,

just sitting up onstage
taking bows like...

...Princess fucking Grace.

- I'm sorry, Chuck.
- Fifty, maybe 100,000.

- To do another fuck film?
- No, Linda, it's Shakespeare.

I told them you do
a great English accent,

particularly with
a cock down your throat.

Hey. Hey! Hey!

I'm sorry, Chuck. I'm...

I'm not doing any more porn... ever.

We're going to a party. Come on.

- We just came from a party.
- Yeah.

All right, here it is.

- Hey.
- How you doing?

- Welcome to the party.
- Good to see you.

This is Mr. Shapiro.
He's a big-time Hollywood producer.

I'm a huge fan.
I've seen Throat, like, ten times.

You look like...
Let's go inside. It's cool. It's...

In fact, I'm shooting
something right now.

- It'd be perfect for you.
- All right.

Oh, is that what this...
Is this an audition?

Linda Lovelace audition?
No, no.

- Give me a second.
- Absolutely. Sure.

Just give us some privacy
for a minute. OK.

You just sit down right here.
Just have a seat.

You will sit here
and say nothing, OK?

[indistinct chatter]

Chuck!

Chuck!

- Oh, man, you know what?
- What?

- No.
- No, no, no. Come on. Come on.

[indistinct talking]

What are you gonna do?

No, it's gonna be
six times the money. Hey!

Listen to me! Come here. Come here.

- [grunting] This is crazy.
- Come here.

- This is crazy!
- Come back in here. Shh!

Shut your mouth, OK?

You're gonna do this,
you understand me?

- What?
- You're gonna do...

- Just shut it.
- [gasps]

You're gonna do this,
and there's nothing you

or Hugh fucking Hefner
can do about it, all right?

- We're OK?
- OK.

[indistinct whispering]

OK, OK. I'll talk to her.

- Chuck!
- [door closes]

You know what?
I don't think this is gonna...

- Oh, no, no. This'll work fine.
- No.

Just... Yeah, it's just...
OK, all right. That's...

[men muttering]

- Baby, got a good one.
- Chuck! Chuck!

- [man laughs]
- No...

Oh, man. Hi.

[groans]

You all right?

Hey! Hey!

Linda! Linda! Hey!

[panting, grunts]

Oh, honey, honey, honey, honey!
Stay down. stay down.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

- [siren chirps]
- Oh, Jesus. Get up.

Get up.

Oh, shit.

Step away from the lady!

- Sir, step away from the lady!
- She's my wife.

- Step away from the lady now!
- Look, I'm her husband.

- Is that true, ma'am?
- Yeah.

Ma'am, are you OK?

Wait a minute. I know you.
You're that chick, right?

- That's Linda Lovelace.
- Blow-job girl?

Sir, take her home,
and get her cleaned up, OK?

- You have a good night.
- Yeah.

Uh, hey, Miss Lovelace?

Uh, think I could have your autograph?

Hi, operator.

I'd like to make a collect call.

I wanted to talk to you
about the money Chuck owes.

[sighs]

You mean,
the money you and Chuck owe?

Chuck always handled the money,
so I've never seen any of it.

OK, Linda, listen to me.
Just do another movie.

Call it whatever you want,
Really Deep Throat, I don't care.

One more movie,
and youse both out of debt.

The world wants to see you, Linda.

But they only want
to see you do one thing.

You do another movie, I'm gonna
make sure it's a classy production,

and you're gonna have
any director you want.

I'm gonna bring Harry back.
Come on. It'll be like old times.

Jesus.

I just can't do it anymore.

- Here you go. Thanks.
- Thank you.

[line ringing]

[sniffing]

[line continues ringing]

[moans]

Hello? Linda?

- Shh. Shh.
- [woman] Can I help you?

Linda, it's Chuck, and I told you
I wanted to say I'm sorry.

- [woman] This is the hotel operator.
- Oh.

Um...

- Traynor. Traynor's room.
- Could you spell that, please?

Traynor, T-R-A-Y-N-O-R?

- T-R-A-Y-N-O-R?
- Yeah.

Checking.

I'm sorry. I don't see
a guest by that name.

Try Boreman. B-O-R-E-E-M-A-N?

- B-O-R-E-M-A-N?
- Um...

Any other... another name?

Uh, Lovelace?

I'm sorry. There isn't
a guest under that name.

Hello?

[crying]

[dial tone beeping]

You stupid bitch.

- [gunshot]
- [air hissing]

Fuck.

[yells]

Linda? Linda?

Linda?

Hey, Charlie.

Um... I thought you said
Linda was staying here.

She was. We switched rooms this morning.

You're gonna have to find yourself
a new porn star, Charlie.

Um...

Hey. Hey, man. ls...?

[groans]

No. No, no, no.

- Turn around. Turn around.
- No.

Aah!

[yelling]

Fucker. You're not gonna...

You're not gonna see her!

You're not gonna think about her!

[humming]

[telephone rings]

Hello?

This is Linda Marchiano.

Oh, my God.

OK.

OK. OK, bye.

That was my publisher.

I passed the polygraph.

They believe me.

You really want this?

I just really want people
to know what happened, you know.

Well, we'll explain
in just a moment, uh,

why she is no longer this person.

I hope she won't be offended
if I identify her by the name

that really has become world-famous,

a woman who starred
in what has been called

the Gone With the Wind of pornography.

Would you please welcome
Linda Lovelace?

[applause]

[theme music plays]

Linda Lovelace's book is titled Ordeal,
and it really was. This is the...

This is the grimmest book
I've ever read in my life.

I mean, you've been beaten,
knocked around,

I mean, every liberty in the world.

How'd you get involved
with all that stuff?

I mean, how could a nice girl like
you... How do you answer that?

Well, I had the misfortune
of meeting Chuck Traynor.

But it didn't start out
like you're describing.

He was a...
a gentleman when I first met him.

He was always opening doors
for me and lighting my cigarettes,

and he was very charming
when he wanted to be.

And I was young, you know. I was...
I was 21 when I went to live with him.

And it wasn't until after that
that things just started to change.

He started talking about
different sexual things...

...things that I had
never heard of before,

things that I couldn't imagine,
you know.

I didn't want to.
You know, I was raised...

I was raised to obey my husband,

to please him, for better or for worse.

- So that's what I did.
- Dear God.

Linda, I have read your book, Ordeal,

and I still find it very hard
to relate to you

and to believe that you have
become a changed person.

I expect people
to have great difficulty

realizing how hard it
was for me to get out,

but I think people who have known fear

will understand it, though, immediately.

Linda, do you think this book
will help bring about,

you know, any change for other girls
that are in this predicament?

I do have that hope. I...
God forbid there's somebody out there

that's going through
what I went through.

And maybe they can get
the courage to get out of it.

I hope this book helps her
to realize that...

...that you can come out
of this a complete person again.

Linda, you really were, and are,
but especially in the early seventies,

you were quite a celebrity.
Everybody talked about you.

All conversations about you
include a normal statement

that comes out dirty
because of the context.

That's an awful way for you...

That's gonna follow you forever.

You know, I spent exactly 17 days

in the pornography industry,
and somehow these 17 days

are supposed to define who I am
for the rest of my life,

but I hope that people can see me
for who I really am.

I mean, Linda Lovelace
was a fictitious character.

My name is Linda Marchiano.

I can finally be myself.

I'm a mother and a wife,

and that is where I found my joy.

Go ahead. We'll give
you a minute, all right?

OK.

You made it.

I love you, Mom.

Let's not make
a federal case out of this.

- [John] Hey.
- [boy] Hi.

- Hey, how are you?
- Good.

Let's get you something to eat.

Good to see you. How you doing?
What have we got here?

Good to see you, man. How you doing?