Dirty Beatiful Page #3

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You might have even

been gang raped,

do that even bother you?

God, just get some aspirin.

Get it yourself.

She wants to play,

yeah, let's play, Kat.

Yeah, hell yeah,

let's have some fun.

I have some new rules.

From now on, you are

not allowed leaving here

unless I go with you.

And if I go out, you go with me.

That would make

me like a prisoner.

Well, that's a bad attitude.

Grounding me, I'm so

gonna f*** with him.

She's not gonna f*** with me,

at least not the way she thinks.

I said we could have sex,

what more does he want?

Intimacy, affection, ya know,

some flowers would be nice.

Unless he hits

me, I'm not leaving.

Unless she hits me,

we're sticking this out.

I'm gonna make his life hell.

I'm gonna watch him squirm

like a bug and then squash him.

I don't see how anything

could go wrong with this.

Is there any way you

could stop pacing?

Okay, it's challenging, right

but, we can make this work.

I can't watch TV

because you can't focus.

What am I supposed

to do all day?

Read, alright, go online.

You're lucky to spend

your time like that.

I feel lucky.

Just like my mom, the

glass is always half empty.

Is this her?

Yeah.

Just the two of you?

Yeah, my mom

and dad never got married.

Bastard?

And if you can refer

to me as that, awesome.

I'm an only child, too.

My mom died when I was little.

Dad's told me stuff but, I

don't really remember her.

I'm sorry.

I'm gonna be a mom someday.

Really?

What, I'm not the type?

I didn't say that.

Girls who give hand jobs

might make the best moms, god.

Okay, I'm sorry.

I thought Shawn would be

the guy I'd have kids with.

Guess he had other plans.

You're pacing.

I wanna take you

home right now and.

God.

Make love to you.

I want to.

What?

I can't say it.

Well.

I wanna get you pregnant.

I wanna get you pregnant

so, that we have to settle

down and get married.

Hey, that's my short film.

Is that what this is?

Yeah, I wrote it and I took it

to festivals all

around the country.

What do you think?

Pretty trippy.

Yeah, it's surreal,

but it's like funny.

You know, actually,

the script I'm writing

is the feature

version of the short.

So, you'd

make a whole movie

about people on

their first date?

Yeah, ya know, it's the

high hopes, the anxieties.

Yeah but, who

wants to watch people

eat dinner for two hours?

Kinda retarded.

You just

revealed your total

ignorance of independent film.

Ya know, smart people

like to watch things

more than blowing up.

Whatever, I'm just

trying to find something

to do while I'm

all locked inside.

Ya know, I have so many

great ideas for this film.

And that's what I'm working

on when I'm writing.

I never see you writing.

You're just moving

little notes around.

No, I'm preparing to write.

Ya know what, forget it.

Ya know what, this script,

this is like my shot, okay?

You don't know how

hard it's been for me

but, I wrote a 217 page

treatment speculating

on a new Star Wars

trilogy and you know what?

An agent threw it at me.

And it hit me in the groin.

I don't know what I was

thinking bringing you home.

We have nothing in common, zero.

You think you could help

with the dishes for once?

You're the one that

got most of them dirty.

You're pacing.

What?

You're pacing.

This is the storyboard

I was working on then.

It was a slasher film,

which is perfect because

when I was drawing it,

I was like, "She's gonna

kill me, in my sleep."

So hot.

Yeah, in December,

you wanna tell me again

how you don't believe

in climate change?

I need to go out, need

to go out, need to go out.

If you're quieter maybe later

I'll get you some ice cream.

I'm so sick of this.

You are going to f*** me.

It's the only reason

you keep me around.

I told you, fine, just do

me with your tiny dick,

'cause I saw it coming

out of the shower.

My god, I've

seen lots of them

but, yours is like,

my god, the smallest.

So, what, where?

On the bed, on

your f***ing notes?

Just get it over with.

Okay.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, okay?

I don't know what

to do with you.

Sometimes, I really

want you here

but, sometimes I

can't handle you.

Let's just forget

about this, okay?

Yeah, that'll be easy.

We should get out.

That's how you get

cabin fever in here.

We could go to the

beach, cool off.

In my car?

We'd never make it to the 405.

Is there a pool around here?

No, I'm still adjusting

to the water, okay?

-Take it, b*tch.

-Don't.

Okay, alright, alright.

You sure you wanna do this?

Truce, truce?

Come on, I will drown you.

I will drown you

right here, right now.

Who are they?

Marco?

Marco?

Polo.

No, no, no, don't.

I'll pee again.

You're such

a delicate flower.

Who needs a breath mint.

Hold on, wait.

You can kiss back, it's okay.

You're trembling.

Hey, Kat, wake up.

You were on the

streets for months.

It was more than just hand

jobs for ya, right, it was?

We used a condom

and I got STD checks

at the free clinic all the time.

No, that's not it.

Hey, I mean, you did

what you had to do.

I just really need to know.

If you don't tell me, I'm

just gonna awfulize? This

and I'm gonna think the worst.

It was mostly hand jobs,

quick, didn't have to get naked.

And you blew guys,

that must've happened?

I could totally lie, you

would have no way of knowing.

And what else?

You must've slept

with guys?

Hell yeah, for a while

I wanted to be a hooker,

beat the hell outta

bein' homeless.

That was before the rape.

This one a**hole got me alone

and hit me really hard.

He said he'd beat

the sh*t out of me

unless I f***ed him so, I did.

That's rape, right?

Except like, I was

on top doing him

but, it's not like I wanted to.

After, I told him

I had AIDS and ran.

Cocksucker.

There was the one

dude who masturbated

while I made out

with his girlfriend.

Okay, Jesus, I get it, okay.

I'm a dirty whore, just say

whatever sh*t you're thinking.

Do you want me to leave?

When I was 18 I got this

job at a trendy restaurant.

And one night this older

guy was hitting on me.

He was telling me

that he was meeting

this big TV producer

for breakfast

and that if I went with

him, he would introduce me

and maybe get me an internship.

I would do anything to

get into the industry.

We go back to his house,

and he keeps pouring

me drink after drink.

He starts playing

these mind games like,

because I didn't know my dad,

am I afraid of male affection?

And what's the difference

between a female blowj*b

and a male blowj*b?

But, I wouldn't

let him touch me.

And he said "Don't you

think you owe me something?"

And then he took my hand

and he put it on his thing.

And I didn't jerk him

but, he moved my hand.

And you get it.

Here's the thing,

when all that happened,

I had a place to sleep,

I had plenty to eat, I wasn't

on the street all alone.

We should get some sleep.

It's not a big

deal, what you did.

You're right,

it's no big deal.

We could watch It's A

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