Behind the Candelabra Page #6

And if you keep

taking that junk,

you'll be lucky to stay

on the couch.

Well, about last night--

I'm not ready for apologies yet, okay.

Apology?

F*** you!

You are

a well-known star.

Are you out

of your mind?

Going to a place

like that?

What if somebody

recognized you...

and called the papers?

I mean, Jesus!

When the London papers

said I was gay,

I took them to court

and won the lawsuit.

They retracted the story

and they paid for it.

Only because

they didn't have

a witness of you

in a room of d*ldos...

with your dick hanging out

in a glory hole.

Are you out

of your f***ing mind?!

Jesus, if Seymour

found out.

I mean,

the millions he spends...

keeping fans thinking you just

haven't met the right woman?

Oh, Scott,

you're right.

You're so right--

I got to stop.

Never again,

I promise, never again.

I swear to God.

You're so good for me.

I don't know

what it is.

I can't stop myself

sometimes.

It's like a drug...

you know?

Like when you need

a stronger fix each time?

You have to help me.

I'll do

whatever you want...

you crazy

old queen.

You know that.

Just keep loving me.

But I want you to stop

seeing Dr. Startz.

I mean it.

- The entrance? Showstopper.

- Thank you.

Hello!

Finally, you come

to one of my shows.

No, I was here last year, remember?

So, this is new,

right?

I have new costumes

every year--

it's in my contract.

You like it?

You did it again.

It just gets bigger

and bigger, right?

One day, Lee, I think you're going

to play the piano while you fly.

Ray's working

on that.

- Scott, why don't you get him a drink?

- You heard the maestro.

- Do your thing, Lee.

- Bonjour!

You guys, how did you

like the pool?

What would you like?

The money you owe me from last

time and a Jim Beam neat.

I don't have

any cash right now.

- Did you wear your little Speedos?

- I did.

I'll accept

whatever's handy, guy.

Did you notice

the "L" on the front?

It was missing an "A" on the back.

You're cute.

- You are very cute.

- Stop.

I like that.

So, how is

the songwriting going?

Good.

I had some

positive feedback.

When are you going to let me

hear one of your songs?

- I don't know.

- Why?

'Cause I'm afraid

you wouldn't like it.

But I'm proud

of what you're doing!

I'm like a proud papa!

I think it's great!

Maybe when I'm done with

this one, you can hear it.

Whenever you want me

to hear.

Scott, we should talk.

I think

our relationship

is in a really

good place, don't you?

- Mm-hmm.

- I do.

So I think it'd be

a good thing for us...

if we were able to see

other people, too.

I don't mean

like you and me.

I mean, nothing

will ever be like us.

I just know there are things that

I like to do that you don't...

and things that you like

to do that I don't.

And I just think that

we're in such a good place

that we can allow each other...

you know, to do that

and still love each other

and stay together.

What do you think?

Okay. You know,

if that's what you want.

I think it'd be

good for us.

I really do.

Lee, he is

just a friend!

He is helping me

with my songs!

I told you I had

meetings with him!

You're just like

the rest of them.

All I do is give

and give and give.

All you want is what

you can get out of me.

I bet you can't

wait for me to die

so you can

get everything!

- Hey, the will was your idea!

- Jekyll and Hyde!

That's what you are!

I never know

who's going to show up!

God knows what you do

when I'm onstage.

- I don't do anything!

- How many others are there, huh?

- How many?!

- There aren't any others, Lee, I'm telling you!

Well, I'm telling you,

you can't have it all.

It's either me

or nothing.

Me or him.

Who?

He's a friend!

He's a f*** buddy!

If anybody's

f***ing around, it's you.

I know you, Lee. You haven't

wanted it from me in weeks.

Don't tell me

you've been doing without,

you old queen.

Who the hell do you think

you're talking to?

...people out here, and

it seems a bit out of control.

Where's Lee?

Have a couple of guys

come help with security,

wait on the stairs at night,

just to stop the crowds.

- Otherwise...

- Hey, Jim, how's the house tonight?

Every

time I sing my song

It takes me

right to you

I want to make you

smile each day

And see your dreams

come true

I want to hear you

laugh for joy

Oh, boy,

how much I do!

'Cause every time

I sing my song

I belong with you

Every time I hum your tune ?

It brings you

straight to me

I want

to fill your day with bells

And play your melody

I love the music

that we share

I care,

oh, that I do!

And every time

I sing my song...

You know,

it's been my dream

to be on the Academy Awards,

and finally I am.

Isn't that fabulous?

I'm going to play a medley

of the nominated scores

and then present

the award for Best Score.

Just to be able to hold one

of those gold statues.

I know exactly

what I'm going to wear.

Cary, do me a favor.

Can you get me a towel?

Of course,

of course.

I want to hear about that

outfit when I come back.

Who are you

talking to, Mumbles?

Nobody.

What's the matter?

Why is he always

hanging around?

Who?

Who?

Who?

That boy that

you want to f***

from Young Americans.

Oh, please.

Oh, please.

Why is that little b*tch

always in our dressing room?

Cary is my opening act,

Scott.

He can come and go

as he pleases.

Are you f***ing him?

Are you stoned?

No, I'm upset!

Can't you tell

the difference?

No, I can't. But if

you're on that sh*t--

- I'm warning you...

- I'm not! I'm upset!

- I will not put up with this anymore.

- Don't change the subject!

- Stop that! Stop it!

- I know you, Lee!

I'm exhausted!

I work, you know?

And I have to meet Seymour

very early in the morning

about the Academy Awards

presentation.

I see you

looking at him.

What?

That boy.

I watch you watch him.

I think he's

very talented.

I have an eye for new

and refreshing talent.

You have an eye for new

and refreshing dick.

You're disgusting.

If you're so interested

in talent...

have you listened

to my songs?

I haven't had a chance

to give it my full attention.

Are you

tired of me?

Am I too old

for you?

Well, this song

you're singing

is beginning to get

a little old.

I don't want him around

after the shows anymore.

What a little brat

you've become.

I thought you liked being

around people your own age.

You're always complaining we're

never with anyone else, you know?

You said we weren't doing the "seeing

other people" thing anymore!

- We're not!

- Then how come we haven't been together for so long?

Because you're always stoned

and you can't get it up!

I can get it up!

- Oh, Christ, I hit a nerve.

- I can get it up!!!

- All right, all right!

- I know you!

You can barely make it through a

performance without wanting to f***!

- Where do you get it?

- It's terrible the way you talk to me!

You're getting it

on the outside!

- Where do you go?

- You're terrible!

- Do you go to the White House?

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