Fifty Shades Freed Page #2
I need to have my
own identity here.
People already think I got to
where I am because of you.
But you didn't.
You got this through
hard work and talent.
Why does it matter
what you call yourself?
Who gives a sh*t
what people think?
Apparently you do.
Would you change your name for me?
Yes, if it meant that much to you.
Okay, I'll think about it.
- You will?
- Yeah.
That's how this works.
Remember?
Talk, listen,
work stuff out.
Now, get lost.
I gotta find my author.
And you need to shave.
I'll pick you up at five.
I might not be done by then.
My boss's boss's boss is
kind of a pain in the ass.
Boyce.
Sawyer comes right with Taylor.
You're coming with me.
- Can I drive?
- This? I do not think so.
- Let me drive it.
- No.
- Let me drive it.
- No.
I feel like I have been here before.
You saw it.
When we were sailing on the south.
- It's beautiful.
- I bought it.
For us, there is a home.
I should have asked you first.
If you don't like it
we can always.
- I love it
- You do?
Oh, my God!
- Christian
- Hi.
- Anastasia.
- Hi.
This is Jaya Matteo, the architect.
- She is a friend of Elliott.
- This location is perfect.
I'm gonna build you
a fabulous house.
- I'd like to show Anna inside.
- Of course.
That JQ profile on you.
- I love what you're doing in Africa.
- Oh, thank you.
Now,
let me show you
what I have in mind.
A state of the art, self
sufficient, smart house.
Marine steel self cleaning glass.
A guest wing with an entertaining
area to the west.
And this, infinity pool, will
really make that beautiful sound.
Um... You wanna tear the
whole house down?
Don't you?
It's so dated.
I like it.
I think it has character.
Well, a new house
would be a statement
and Ecologically efficient. I mean
this older places are so impractical.
- But it's up to you.
- Actually it's up to my wife.
What she says goes.
- Excuse me.
- Sure.
Hey, Ross.
Yeah.
some of the existing stone.
It is Jaya, right?
I'm sure you are very
good at what you do.
Otherwise, Christian wouldn't
have asked for your input.
But please stop speaking of
my husband as if I weren't here.
Anna.
I have designed many
prestige projects.
You may call me Mrs. Grey.
And this is not a Prestige project,
this is gonna be our home.
So, if you want this job,
I suggest you stop making
eyes off my husband
and keep your hands to yourself.
Or you can go and
climb back into your
sh*t color car and
drive back to Seattle.
It's up to you.
Look, I'm sorry Mrs. Grey
but I would never...
It won't happen again.
- Everything okay?
- Yeah.
We were just discussing
an alternative approach.
Something less in your face,
more respectful.
Sure, only start over.
I'll draw up new plans
and you'll have them in
the next few weeks.
Great, we look forward to it.
- Mr Grey.
- Thanks, Jaya.
Mrs. Grey.
This is gonna be fun.
I am paying for extra security and
you are scarier than any of them.
Here.
You can handle her,
you can handle this.
Wow, Anna.
Easy, Anna.
We've lost Taylor and Sawyer.
Slackers.
I am a race car driver.
Hey, Taylor.
The SUV.
I see it.
We are being followed.
- That's Dodge?
- Sawyer ran the plates, it's fake.
- Loose them.
- Seriously?
Seriously.
Loose them.
You can make it, don't slow down.
Heads up and get us home.
Good work.
Taylor, I've got you on speaker.
We are right behind the Dodge.
Mr. Grey,
he's still trying to
catch up with you.
Can you make out the driver?
No, not yet.
Go.
Come on, dude.
- Flash rear lights.
- That's a dick move.
Get out here.
There, the parking lot.
- Taylor?
- Yes sir.
- Have we lost him?
- We're still in pursuit.
You okay?
- We are in a parking lot.
- I know.
Sorry, Mr. Grey, we lost them.
That's gotta be Hyde.
I got this from Highway Patrol.
That's not Hyde.
That looks like a woman.
Where's Leyla Williams right now?
Still with the family in Connecticut.
Whoever it is
she's gotta be working with Hyde.
- What's the latest on him?
- He hasn't been seen for month.
No purchases,
no ATM transactions.
What about friends, family?
Yeah, not much of either.
OK. I want everything there
is to know about Hyde.
Where he comes from,
his shoe size. All of it.
And I want the three of
you with us in New York.
What?
I have to go there for a meeting
this week. You're coming with me.
Can you guys give us a second?
You know I can't go to New York,
I have to work.
- Take it with you
- I have meetings.
- Reschedule.
- I have to show up.
I have responsibilities, you
can't keep me in a cage.
- I just want you to be safe.
- I will be safe.
I have Sawyer and Prescott.
I'll be fine.
You need a haircut.
Not the priority
- I can do it.
- No.
Yeah, I used to cut my
dad's hair all the time.
I don't want to
look like your father.
Okay.
- Christian.
- What?
- You're distracting me.
- Okay.
You 're done?
Okay, enough.
Enough!
- Where are the scissors?
- On my desk.
Wait here.
Don't move.
I am not going anywhere
Why is there a
gun in your desk?
It's Leila's.
Why didn't you give it to the cops?
She's in enough trouble.
Here.
Like a river.
Okay.
- Good morning, wife
- Good morning, husband.
I am off.
Fly safe.
Text me when you land.
Stay close to
Sawyer and Prescott
Come straight home after work.
I really promise.
I love you.
Hi, Mr. Roach.
Jerry, come on,
Jesus it's Jerry, OK?
Pre-orders for Boyce Fox,
check that out. Check it out.
Two hundred thousand?
That includes the
books and the marketing
hasn't yet gotten
off the blocks yet.
Oh, my God.
You were right
about his readerships.
That's really just.
That's good work, really
good work Anna.
Keep it coming.
Kate- Hey stranger! Drinks tonight?
I got us a table at the Bunker club!
Sawyer, can we go to the
bunker club please?
Mr. Gray said to take
you straight home.
Oh! Mr. Grey is not here, I am.
So... Bunker club please.
Yes Ma'am.
So really? A personal bodyguard?
Because Elliott wasn't exaggerating.
What do you mean?
He said that Christian
ran security for the
whole family after what
happened with Hyde.
Apparently it's driving
them nuts and
Mia keeps giving
hard time to sleep.
Why do you look me like
you don't know what
I am talking about?
I don't know what
you're talking about.
After they found all those
files on Hyde's computer,
stuff about Christian, the Greys
he didn't tell you any of that?
No, no, he didn't. But I'm
sure, he had his reasons.
Hey, hi, excuse me, can we get
two more Martinis, please?
Of course, right away.
I can't really. I promised
Christian, I would go home.
Oh come on, you're afraid that your
hot bodyguard's gonna knock on you.
Yeah, probably.
- How is Elliott? What's going on?
- He is busy.
He is working on this Eco project
with that architect Jaya Matteo.
- One with the the really big...
- Plans.
Yeah, Hugh plans, and boy, does
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