Crimes of Passion Page #4
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- 1984
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right or wrong anymore.
Did you really believe
it was her?
So i'm a lousy guesser.
What'd you get
on her?
Not much.
She stayed home all night.
That you, joe?
You free?
No, but i'm
one hell of a bargain.
I meant, uh,
are you available,
you know, for action?
"Action"?
Soldier, for 50 bucks, you can
name your own battlefield.
Oh. L-i'm sorry.
I'm not too good at this.
It's my, uh, first time.
Ohyou that desperate
or that horny?
Married. Oh, that
desperate and that horny.
Go slow.
I'm just a boy scout.
Well, baby,
you are about to become
an explorer.
Oh, hot body.
Are you an athlete, huh?
Yeah.
Played varsity football.
High school.
- Quarterback.
- Mmm.
Well, quarterback, you can
have the ride of your life...
if you trust me
at the wheel.
Sit down.
How, uh, good a driver
are you?
Who said anything
about driving?
Driving's what you do with
your wife. Here, we fly.
That sound good, lover? Bet you and your
wife haven't done much flying, right?
Sh*t. Me and my wife haven't
been doing much driving lately.
It's joe.
I'm ready for takeoff.
You're on standby tonight,
babe. I got a full load.
Okay, but next week,
it's first class.
Who are you?
It's not
a prom date, sweetie.
I'm a hooker,
you're a trick.
Why ruin
a perfect relationship?
Ahh. Here.
Have a quaalude.
To float. You'll love it. I promise.
Flier never lies.
Fasten your seat belt, honey,
and say hello
to freedom.
Good evening. Welcome to
china blue airlines flight 69,
nonstop service
to paradise.
We'll be
taking off shortly.
I'll be unbuckling your belt and
seeing that big bird rise and rise,
finally settling
into the comfort...
only this wide body
can provide.
We're here to serve you.
Please remember that although
we may run out of pan am coffee,
we'll never
run out of t-w-a-t.
Hey, ivory soap.
Ninety-nine and forty-four
one-hundredths percent pure.
Kinda funny,
isn't it?
Look, i, uh-
don't say it.
You don't even know what
i was gonna say. Do you?
How come you're in such a hurry? Me?
You raced for that shower
like it was the indy 500.
You couldn't wait to
wash it off, could you?
Wait a minute. L
- no problem. Hey, i know the boy scout oath.
Cleanliness
is next to godliness.
How would you know? You haven't
been next to either one in years.
What i do in this room might
not win me a purple heart,
but it sure as sh*t
beats the p. t.a. Meeting.
Why are we acting
like this?
I thought f***ing was supposed to bring
people closer together, not drive 'em apart.
Oh, yeah? Is that what
it did for your marriage?
What we did
tonight-
i mean, you felt it too, didn't you?
You weren't
just acting.
You felt
what i did.
Tell me. Please,
i have to know.
Would you, um-
would you maybe like
to see me again?
Yes.
But i can't.
There are three things
you have to know...
to make it
as a 50-buck hooker.
You have to act, you have to f*** and
you have to know how to count to 50.
You're lucky. You've seen all three.
Close the door on your way out.
There are a lot
Ready when you are, c. b.
Not tonight, okay?
Freedom
requires treatment.
Just leave me alone.
wanted me to. Get out.
Women.
You mystify me.
The extremes you go to
for a little validation,
and you still
go home alone.
What's your mystery,
reverend?
Authority never
reveals itself.
Why?
Are you afraid that i'll stop
believing, or afraid you will?
Those are the rules. My
50, my game, my rules.
Game's over, fraud.
The game's never over. That's
what you're here for, isn't it?
I don't feel like playing
games. I think you do.
Consider the alternative.
You want a game?
Go sit down!
Onward christian soldiers?
Marching as to war?
With the cross of jesus?
Stop that! Stop it!
Going on before?
Come on, stud!
Give it to me.
It's all a game. Fly!
Do what you want.
You want freedom?
You need to manipulate women to feel like
a mando it! That's what we're here for!
Like you manipulate men
to feel like a woman?
Let go, damn you!
Whyit's only a game!
Let go, i said! Let go, you
f***! It hurts, doesn't it?
Tell me it hurts!
Yes, it hurts! It hurts!
So you can feel?
I'm sorry.
I didn't mean that.
How was it, huh?
Not bad?
Ph. d. In emotionalism?
Huh?
I have accepted reality?
I'm curedfree at last!
Sh*t!
You self-righteous
son of a b*tch!
I can play your goddamn game
as well as you can,
and i don't use religion
to pump myself up!
If you're a minister,
i'm snow white.
Yes, but what fun it is
playing the part.
Would you leave now, please?
That was quite a performance.
There's no limit
to my talents.
You're the head of your class,
or is it the class of your head?
Oh!
A man of words!
He makes up in diction
what he lacks in dick!
Lesson for today:
I've written you a poem.
Would you like to hear it?
Behold this wicked woman.
She falls, she mends.
She crawls, she bends.
picks it up and licks it.
You can whip her, beat her,
maul her, mistreat her.
Anything you want
as long as you don't touch her.
Get outta here. Take your
goddamn truth and get outta here!
Show her affection
and she turns to stone!
You haven't had
your 50 dollars' worth yet!
Come back here! Listen to me!
Get away from me!
You
- do you know what you are?
Do you know what you are? A cheap painted
slut who makes a fortune selling illusions-
one of your regulars, my dear?
Rather eager tonight, isn't he?
I guess i, uh,
taught that guy a lesson.
That was no guy.
That was my savior.
before. I've only been fought.
Yeah, well, it's, it's tough
work. Can't please everyone.
Oh, i didn't mean this work. In
this work, icanplease everyone.
Come on. What are you still
doing hanging around here, anyway?
It's okay.
I'm not helpless.
I guess i could
use some help.
Thanks for the help
just then.
Or the attempt, anyway. Yeah.
We're not all out to get you.
Now, go on home
to your wife.
I wish
i could tell her...
the way you made-
made me feel.
She'd say it's part
of my imagination.
It was.
- Can i have another pancake?
- No, you cannot have another pancake.
You had two already.
Fat girls do not get married.
- Bobby, are you okay?
- Whatyeah.
I'm fine.
Did you do something to your
hair? It looks different.
Yeah.
I cut it last week.
Glad you noticed.
Excuse me.
Here you go, dad.
When you gonna fix
my garbage disposal?
I'll have a look at it.
It might need a plumber.
You can fix it, dad. Daddy, will
you teach me how to plant a garden?
Why me, kiddo?
Your mom'll teach you.
Daddy doesn't know how
to plant a garden. Hey!
Amy, it's really
not that hard.
Honey, easy! You know i
don't like maple syrup.
- Of course you like maple- - since when
have you known me to like maple syrup?
- I don't want to argue with you.
- Who's arguing?
Dad, what's strontium 90? It's
a term for radioactive fallout.
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