Eadweard Page #4
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- 2015
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You're putting that on me!
- I am protecting you.
- Protecting me?
From whom, Eadweard?
Eakins.
- Eakins? - Him?
- Yes.
- Are you kidding? What about
your models? - Subjects.
It's the same goddamn thing.
You just want to see them naked.
It's not about seeing them nude,
it's about the movement of the body!
If it is about the movement,
then let me model.
Let me model.
You can't answer, can you?
I just wonder
where all the ugly women
in your studies are.
Where were you?
What are you doing?
- Where were you planning on going?
- You broke open the lock?
- Are you planning a trip?
- This is mine. - Answer me.
You don't trust me.
your clothes. What am I to think?
That I'm running away?
Maybe I should.
Maybe I should go,
rather than live like this.
- Like what?
- By myself!
You don't exist. You're like one of
your goddamn pictures, Eadweard.
For good reason, it seems.
Now, where were you planning on going?
Where?
I'm pregnant.
I'm pregnant.
I was packing up the things
that wouldn't fit anymore.
Flora, my flower...
We got one of Eakins' models here today.
She's been waiting over an hour.
- Right, right.
- No, you're not hearing me.
One of... Eakins' models.
Yes?
Really?
Oh, yes, that's good.
Good, good.
My apologies for keeping you waiting.
What would you like me to do?
Do?
Sweep.
Yes, you will sweep, sweep.
- Naked, right?
- Nude, yes.
Aren't you wanting to see
something more exciting?
Oh, this is exciting.
If you say so.
- Would you like to practice one?
- No, I don't need to.
- I know how to sweep.
- All right.
- Do you want me to undress now?
- Yes.
We're ready.
Are you ready?
Uh... should we leave?
All right.
Wait!
Ready.
Electrics.
Go!
Hold! Hold!
Expose the plates.
This will just take a moment.
So...
- What's your background?
- Irish.
Right.
We're ready.
Thank you.
Go.
And complete.
Oh, right.
Here you go.
And thank you.
It was nice meeting you.
Bye- bye.
Thank you.
Bye.
Eh... that was good.
Go.
- Complete. - Did we get it?
- Can we do it again? - No.
We're missing some plates.
- Sir, we're missing plates
from the darkroom. - What?
I think someone stole them.
I don't know.
Which ones?
Some of the nude series.
The female ones?
Bloody hell.
What's the next series?
Woman pouring a bucket of water
over a seated companion.
Good.
Hold!
You do not have approval
to continue taking lewd photos!
I wasn't looking for approval.
- You should have, because I'm shutting
you down. - Are we set? - Electrics.
This is a university, not a whore house,
where all patrons...
male patrons...
photograph their self- indulgences!
I'm afraid you are seeing
this in the wrong light.
- We see it in the light
and glory of our lord. - No...
Science.
Science has nothing to learn
from the wiggle of a naked girl's behind!
I strip away the clothes not to see the
flesh, but to better see the motion.
If I could, I would strip away
the flesh to see the muscle,
then strip muscle to see bone.
I'd even throw away the very skeleton
to see the essence of an action.
That is what I'm interested in.
Your nonsense only affirms your madness.
You're right.
Eadweard, don't.
Hold on.
Don't do this.
Setting up for a new series!
What's the subject?
Man, walking.
Age 50.
You have a run of the
devil in you, Eadweard.
Yes.
Stop this!
Oh, my God...
I will not be taken advantage of here!
Go!
Eadweard, may I enter?
Who is it?
Mary.
Number 33?
I came back to model.
I've covered the plates.
You can open the flap.
I'd like you to wear this
around your waist for tomorrow.
This stick?
Yes. For practice.
I can show you.
Come.
Turn around.
This stick
will analyze the movement of your hips.
The stick will swing,
revealing the precise angle,
and perhaps...
We'll discover the formula for grace.
You think you can make the
formula for anything?
I never thought I was the type of girl
to do something like this.
I realized today
I haven't been inspired by anything
or anyone in so long,
until all this, and...
You.
I keep talking
because I'm not sure if
you're going to or not.
Talk, I mean.
I guess I'll take my clothes off now.
Yes.
Out there.
Was someone just here?
No.
I heard footsteps.
There was no one here, Eadweard.
I know what I heard.
What is this one, and why is she dressed?
Sir, this is "an unmarried
woman undresses."
Are we ready, then?
Electrics.
Go ahead.
Why are you always staring?
It's beautiful.
It's strange.
It's strange, Eadweard.
I can't tell if you're looking
at me, or... I don't know.
Looking at what?
Jesus, I don't know.
Examining how I move?
Like a study?
Like one of your studies, Eadweard?
If you're going to photograph
me then photograph me,
or go photograph your naked girls.
You have carrot in your beard.
What?
We had carrots on Monday.
It's Thursday.
I think I could be this pregnant
forever.
I've never been this warm.
It's this little baby,
like a little pot of tea in my belly.
Eadweard...
Eadweard?
I'm sorry.
I just need to finish these studies.
I need more.
Once I am finished,
I will take you back to San Francisco
and have our boy see our ocean.
I promise.
I like it here.
I do.
I don't need the ocean.
Oh!
Muybridge.
Did you see each other?
Did I see who?
Flora.
Flora?
- Are you crazy?
- Answer me.
Did you see her?
Step aside.
Hey, fancy a smoke?
You stay away from my wife.
Oh, you've got it all wrong, my man.
If I ever see you again,
I assure you it will
be for the last time.
Is that all right with you?
Perfectly.
I have the church group,
and the investors.
Your naked men and women
running around my campus...
However, I no longer have the
resources to defend myself
or you anymore.
I already told you this.
It's time to print.
I'm not asking here.
Eadweard?
Is everything all right with you?
Let's shoot.
I said, are we ready, Tadd?
Eadweard, we can't waltz without music.
Someone sing a damn song.
Oh, the latch is stuck...
Dammit.
Did you want something different?
Sir! Let me try.
- Get your hand out of the way.
- What's happened?
Get down out of the way.
- Makes you wonder if there's a better system.
- No!
I think I know how it goes,
being the f***ing inventor!
Sir, are you all right?
- What happened?
- Get off.
Can you...
can you take your hand away?
We need to look at it.
Sir, sit in the chair, please?
Thank you.
Get me a smoke!
What else?
What else, we need more.
- Chopping up food?
- No.
Man... crawls under a chair,
and partially turns...
No, we did that one.
- Whipping someone?
- No.
Stay still.
- Spinning a top?
- No.
- What about what we're doing now?
- What?
Sitting, standing?
Talking.
We're talking to each other.
- We have no photos of that.
- And what is the action?
The action is talking, arguing.
You can't see talking.
- How about using the toilet?
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