American Gigolo Page #3

movies and goes home to masturbate.

No challenge.

It has no meaning.

The other night,

that night I met you at the hotel,

I was with a woman.

Somebody's mother.

Her husband didn't care

about her any more.

This woman hadn't had an orgasm

in maybe 10 years.

It took me three hours to get her off.

For a while there, I didn't think

I was gonna be able to do it.

When it was over, I felt like I'd

done something, something worthwhile.

Who else would've taken the time

or cared enough to do it right?

My God.

These are not the handcuffs

your wife was wearing

when she was killed, Mr Rheiman.

Those we found in the study.

They were in a filing cabinet.

Along with some d*ldos,

some paddles and some...

You know what I'm talking about.

Listen, your private sex life

is of no concern to me or to the LAPD.

However, the manner

in which your wife was assaulted

suggests the killer was, may have

been, a guest in your home once.

I'll try to keep what you tell me

in the strictest confidence.

However, I'm gonna have to have

detailed information

about you and your wife's sex practices.

The names of the parties, if any,

that were involved. All right?

Sorry. Here you go. And this, too.

So I get the Salvation Army.

Thanks a lot.

Yep.

Mrs Stewart.

Hi, excuse me.

Does Mr Julian Kay live here?

I'm Detective Sunday.

I'm with the Homicide Bureau,

and I'd just like to ask him

a few questions.

What do you want?

You're Mr Kay?

Hello, I'm Detective Sunday.

How are you?

Come on.

Look, I'm walking into Westwood.

Do you wanna talk there?

- Sure.

- I'll pick that stuff up later, Jill.

I'm investigating the Rheiman murder

from the Los Angeles area.

You heard about the case?

Yeah, that's the one

that was in the paper, right?

Yeah.

- Palm Springs.

- Right again.

Yeah, I think I read

something about that.

Yeah, I bet you did.

- You want a cup of coffee?

- Sure.

Listen, we'll sit in the back.

And what were you doing

Tuesday night?

Tuesday.

- Or people.

- Tuesday night, I was...

I was with a friend at a pre-auction

viewing at Sotheby Parke Bernet.

She'll verify that?

We're talking about a woman

of substance here.

- I think she enjoys her privacy.

- I don't want this any more.

...if that's what this is to you, okay?

I don't want it! I don't want it!

Come over here.

You can't mix May and December.

It just...

Yep.

You like cigars?

I'm sorry.

Am I a suspect?

No, no, no, no. But we're gonna

have to check out your alibi

just to be on the safe side,

for your sake.

All right, now, this work that you

were doing for the Rheimans,

was this as a translator or a chauffeur?

Neither. This was...

This was more of a personal matter.

You're friends?

Not exactly.

Not exactly. All right, then.

Then what exactly is it

that you were doing with the Rheimans,

or for the Rheimans?

Nothing special.

Chit-chat. I don't know.

I have a hard time

remembering about these things.

You know, I meet a lot of people.

Yes, yes.

No, I understand your problem.

Let's see now, you got there,

you sat around, you had a few drinks.

Next thing you know, you're back in LA.

Is that right?

More or less.

You want another cup of coffee?

That's bullshit, Julian.

I'm gonna take you in.

It'll be good for your memory.

You seem like a young man

who needs a little self-improvement.

Look, Mr Sunday...

Detective Sunday.

Look, Detective.

I want to cooperate with the police

in any way I can, but these...

These are very delicate matters.

Things that may not fall

under the exact letter of the law.

Publicity's the last thing I want.

I'm not gonna book you, Julian.

And I'm not gonna take away

your chauffeur's licence.

I'm not gonna bring you up on

drug charges. I could do all of that.

Just tell me about the Rheimans.

Please welcome Charles Stratton.

Mac, thank you.

I hope you're having

as good a time as the rest of us,

trying to figure out what this stuff is

on our plates.

But most of all...

Who's that man up there

who's second from...

...I'm happy to have the opportunity

to speak to you in an informal way

about the problems

facing southern California.

More than any other

community in the country...

Do you follow California politics, Julian?

- Not very much.

...we not only use oil and gas...

You're smart. They're all whores.

...more extravagantly

than any other community,

but we also have the technological

means and know-how

to help free America

from the grip of fossil fuels.

In times of austerity like these,

it is the privileged

who should lead the way,

who should set an example

for the rest of the country.

- I believe...

- This guy is a real comer.

...that example.

So, I said, "What happens

when Mike Curb leaves town?"

I'm telling you...

Nice of you to come.

You know my wife, Michelle?

She's pretty, isn't she?

Yes, very.

Jim, good to see you.

Thank you for coming.

You know Michelle.

Glad to meet you.

Mrs Laudner, how nice of you to come.

It's always a pleasure to see you.

It's bullshit, but I like it.

Can we talk later?

Certainly. Mrs Laudner,

my wife Michelle.

- How do you do?

- How do you do?

It's a pleasure to meet you.

- And this is Julian Kay.

- It's an honour to meet you, sir.

I enjoyed the speech.

Mrs Stratton.

You're a fortunate man, Senator.

Well, you know what he is, don't you?

That boy is gonna go far.

Got a nice wife, too.

Tell me about them, Frances.

Well, I told you he's a comer.

No, I want to hear

about them as a couple.

- How is their marriage?

- Julian, you are incorrigible.

No, come on. I mean it.

I wanna hear about it.

I hear she's very unhappy.

How you doing?

...really pretty picture...

- Julian!

- Well, hello.

What a surprise.

You do a lot of shopping here, maybe.

No. I'm just browsing.

Just browsing.

Well, I gotta go now.

Lot of appointments.

It's been very nice talking to you,

Mrs Stratton.

Wait.

I have to talk to you.

Yeah. Me, too.

Want to have a drink?

It's kind of early for a drink.

Maybe we could get to that

in about an hour.

What do you think?

I think you're awful.

I think you're right. Come on.

I've seen your husband on television.

He's very impressive.

What's that supposed to mean?

Nothing. I'm sorry.

I would never do anything

to hurt him politically.

I could never leave him.

Don't let him blackmail you.

He has this big political thing about

having a family.

He keeps wanting me to be pregnant.

What are we talking about?

Are we talking about

what he wants or what you want?

I can't tell any more.

What can I do?

I don't know.

Be yourself.

Leave him?

His career will survive.

People forget.

These things have to be done quietly.

Don't let him fool you with his talk

about duty and self-sacrifice.

He's getting exactly what he wants.

You've got to do the same.

Take your pleasure when you can.

How about you? Where do you come in?

How do you get pleasure?

What a surprise. Mr Kay.

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