American Gigolo

- Julian.

- Hey.

- You came all the way out here?

- Yeah.

I had to leave somebody off

up on the beach.

- Thought I'd drop by.

- It's been weeks.

- Hi.

- Hi.

Hello, girls.

You mean you didn't fly down to Rio

for the weekend?

- Don't mind them. They're just jealous.

- I don't mind.

I've been trying to reach you all day.

Yeah, I got the message. Number?

Tonight. It's a woman

from Charlottesville.

She's flying in to close a negotiation

on her husband's estate.

- First time?

- Yeah.

She's meeting with the lawyers

in the morning.

They want a chauffeur.

Is she into drugs?

No, no drugs.

$1,000, right?

$600 for me.

Julie, don't start this up again.

Look, you want 50-50? You go get Mike.

Or one of those high school dropouts

you like so much.

There's no percentage in it

if I don't get 50-50.

You already cut me out of the repeaters.

It's only fair. Only fair.

It ain't fair, Julie,

but I don't have any choice.

You got a choice.

You got a lot of choice.

You can keep dealing

those retarded faggots

- who don't know class from...

- Look who's talking.

All right. 50-50.

Who'd you drop off up the beach?

Wouldn't you like to know.

Julie, why do you do this to me?

Look, you know anybody else

who gets in the LA Country Club?

And that's not the Hillcrest,

or the Riverside, or the Riviera.

I gotta run now, so why don't you

leave the info on the service?

You don't want to take some sun?

I'm sure the girls

would like some company.

No, thanks. No way. See you later.

How's the Swedish coming?

Okay.

Do you want me to help you?

Listen to the recording

and repeat what you hear.

Listen and then repeat.

I am not interested in that.

How much farther have we to go?

Is this your first visit?

Okay.

Yeah?

Okay, let him through.

Hey, Leon, what's up?

Hey, Julie, baby, listen,

I hate to bug you like this,

but you gotta help me out.

I had this Palm Springs gig

set up for Joey

and the b*tch split.

Least he ain't nowhere around.

No, I can't do it.

Getting a haircut now.

I got something on later this afternoon.

Baby, baby, this is a two-hour gig.

- Plus the drive.

- Plus the drive.

Five C's. Straight in-and-out job.

Nothing fancy. Come on.

Do me a favour.

I don't know. Maybe. If I get some time.

I'll give you 50 bucks.

You go f*** yourself.

You think I'm in this for charity?

Hey! Hey, hey, wait a minute, here.

Who's doing who a favour?

Who called who up, begging for a sub?

Okay, okay. I'm sorry. I appreciate it.

Anything for a friend.

Excuse me.

Mind if I take my cap off, ma'am?

No, of course not.

Thank you.

I think I know this hotel

better than I do my own apartment.

All the important people

come and stay here.

You know, I used to be a pool boy here.

Anything I can do to help you?

Look, I'll open up

the champagne for you.

- You don't have to open up the...

- Julian. My name is Julian.

You don't have to open the champagne.

I will give you a tip, don't worry.

Oh, Jesus.

Look, I'm sorry, Mrs Dobrun.

That's not what I meant at all. I was...

I'm sorry.

This your first time in LA?

- Maybe you can be a help to me.

- Yeah?

Well, I haven't been here

for several years

and I was wondering if there are

any new really good restaurants.

You know,

where the famous people go?

Yeah, well,

it's probably safer to recommend

the more established restaurants.

There's Ma Maison and La Scala,

and Scandia.

And of the newer ones,

I hear that Le Dome is quite nice.

Very popular.

My, you are making me

thirsty just standing there.

Now you can open the champagne.

Pour me a drink,

and set the bottle down.

Yeah, she liked the pool boy bit.

I'm going to see her again

tomorrow afternoon.

Yeah.

Okay, Anne. Yes. Love you, too.

Paging Mrs Anderson.

- Mrs Anderson, front desk, please.

- Hey, pretty lady.

- Hi.

- Got my other jacket?

- Sure. Here you go, Julian.

- Thanks.

- Good evening, Mr Kay.

- Vince. How are you doing?

Fine. Nice to see you.

Then he has the nerve

to hit on my sister...

- It's not the greatest job in the world.

- Yeah.

- You get to meet people...

- Thank you.

Yeah, I'll have a Scotch on the rocks.

No, he's not.

I told you. He's looking right at us.

What'll it be?

No, that's okay, Jim.

Je m'appelle Julian Kay.

Excusez-moi, Michelle Jost.

Mr Kay would like another drink.

Manhattan. Dry Manhattan on the rocks.

Yes, sir.

- You speak English.

- You speak English.

- You fooled me.

- And you, me.

How long have you been over here

in Los Angeles?

I live here.

You live here? I don't understand.

You wouldn't.

I'm just trying to refresh

my college French.

I usually practise with a friend,

but she's not here yet.

Where are you from?

I was born in Torino,

but I studied at Nantes.

You hardly have any accent at all.

Yeah, I've been travelling too much.

I envy you.

I love to travel.

I used to travel a lot, but my husband's

involved in local politics.

So now I just practise French.

He thinks it's chic

to have a bilingual wife.

I think he's right.

Where are you going?

I made a mistake.

My husband's in New York.

What about your friend?

I'm not waiting for anyone.

You still don't understand.

Understand what?

Who I am.

Who are you?

You don't even understand who you are,

why you're sitting here.

Why are you here?

I've got to go.

All right. Just one thing.

Why did you come on to me?

Like I said, I made a mistake.

I heard you speaking French.

Often in these big hotels,

you run into women

from foreign countries

who may need a translator or a guide.

And they hire you?

Yes.

How many languages do you speak?

Five or six.

Plus the international language.

That's right.

Well, now,

you're something really special,

aren't you?

You're one to talk.

I saw you sitting here. You wanted me

to come over. I came over.

I know what I see.

How much would you have charged me?

As what? Translator or guide?

No.

Just one f***.

Now, you've made a mistake.

I don't do that.

You don't, huh?

I know what I see, too, Monsieur Kay.

It's been a pleasure talking to you,

Madame Jost.

Don't spoil it. Bonne chance.

Look, mister,

someone's made a mistake here.

I don't do fags.

I didn't mean that.

And I don't do couples, either.

No, no, no. You don't understand.

It's just my wife Judy. Not me.

- Just her.

- Okay.

- But I can watch.

- Of course.

Would you like a drink?

Not yet.

I think I'd like my money now.

Sure. Sure.

- I like to talk afterwards, too.

- Sure.

Hello, Judy.

You're a very sexy lady,

a very good-looking woman.

Very pretty woman.

You're gonna like me.

I can tell.

Because I like you. I like you.

So just relax and close your eyes.

Just relax and let your mind run free.

Don't worry about anything.

I can take care of you.

I know what you want.

That's right. Close your eyes.

Forget about him.

This has nothing to do with him.

This is just you and me.

No, no, no, from behind.

It has to be from behind.

Okay, baby,

just flip over on your stomach.

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