Bag Boy Lover Boy Page #5

I told her to leave us alone.

I didn't see her leave the building.

She must have left some other way.

Does she still know you're here?

Yeah, yeah, it's fine.

I told her to let us work.

Come on, Jackie.

Pick up.

Do you think you should answer that?

No, no, no, no, no.

That's nothing, there's always strange people

coming through here ringing the doorbells at all times.

Maybe it's her?

No, no, no, it's fine.

Don't worry about it.

I'm gonna take some pictures now.

Can I put this on?

Jackie!

Jackie!

Guess who?

You look beautiful.

Cause I was talking to my girlfriend.

Mmm-hmm, and what happened?

She said she was here,

but she's not picking up the phone now.

And where is she?

That's why I called.

I don't know where she is.

I called because I need you guys

to find out what happened to her.

This is going to be real art.

Well, I'm ready for you, Albert.

But only if we get married in the pictures.

No.

Oh come on, don't be shy.

It'll be fun.

You can wear...

This.

Hello?

This is NYPD, we have an emergency.

We have to enter the building.

Okay, one moment, I'll be right down.

Do you think your friend will let me

keep some of her clothes?

Oh, Albert, you look so cute.

Thank you.

Now let's take some pictures.

Okay, what do you want me to do?

Over there, please.

Okay.

This good?

Yeah.

Alright, now I want you to imagine

that you're a lioness in the Savanna.

Okay?

You are hunting for your prey.

I'm hunting, okay.

You're the queen of Africa, okay, you're a predator.

You're just moving around silently in the bushes,

waiting to strike, waiting to jump

onto your unsuspected victim, this antelope.

Okay.

Okay, beautiful, just like that.

I want you to model with your eyes.

The predatory eyes.

Yeah, beautiful.

Just like that.

What's your name?

Tony...

Tony...

okay.

Yo, Ivan?

Ivan, it's Tony.

Hey man, it's Tony, I live downstairs.

Everything okay in there, Ivan?

I'm busy working!

Go away!

Okay, this time, you're in a sun chair.

Okay.

Okay, it's warming your skin,

making it bronzed and beautiful.

Can you feel the sun on your skin?

It's like paradise for you.

Imagine that.

Perfect, like that.

Oh, but what's happening now?

The rain.

But it's gentle drizzle,

but it makes your skin feel sensationally soft.

Enjoy it, you're enjoying this.

It's cooling you down.

Yeah, beautiful, just like that.

And then you get up.

Get up.

And taste the rain, taste it.

Taste it.

Yes, yes, exactly like that.

You want to really experience it

in a way you've never experienced it before.

You start to dance around in the rain.

You're making this, cause this is like,

it's a tribute to the rain.

Okay, yeah.

This is the rain dance.

This is...

Yes, yes, just like that.

Just like that, perfect.

Alright, now...

I would like you...

To put this bag over your head.

Okay.

Okay.

Alright, perfect.

Okay, I would like you to imagine

that you're being asphyxiated.

Somebody's trying to kill you.

You can't breathe.

You're struggling.

You're struggling against this unknown killer.

You're fighting for every breath of air.

Just like that.

You like it'?

It's like an aphrodisiac.

Yeah, just like that, exactly.

This is actually kind of cool.

Kiss me, Albert.

Albert.

Albert.

Albert, Albert, Albert.

Your life cut short.

Gone too soon.

We were such good friends.

I had so many plans for us.

Why?

Why indeed.

Man's eternal question.

Are you part of his family?

Uh, no.

I was with him when he got shot.

In my studio?

I had nowhere to go.

Albert said I could stay there.

He was so generous, wasn't he?

Such a kind, generous soul.

That's a terrible picture of him, though.

I didn't take it.

He was a lot better looking in real life, wasn't he?

So...

Where are you going after this?

I don't have anywhere to go.

Well, I'd be honored to give you a lift.

My chauffer is waiting outside.

But I need some time with Albert.

A moment, just to say goodbye.

Of course.

Bye, Albert.

You son of a b*tch.

Do you know the trouble you've caused me?

The havoc you've wreaked?

I can't get insured.

And you f***ing killed Jackie!

Jackie!

She was so dear to me!

Oh my god.

Do you know what it's gonna be

to try to find a makeup artist of her caliber again?

You couldn't have knocked off Nancy?

You little ungrateful worm.

After all I did for you.

You're gonna pay for this.

You're gonna pay for this.

You'll live on through my art.

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