Garden Party Page #3

Synopsis: Are you young, sexually confused, just trying to get by? Do you sing, dance or possess some other talent? Welcome to the Garden Party. At the center of the story is 15-year-old April. She is running from one bad situation into another, hoping to find an answer that doesn't involve taking off her clothes. As April navigates Los Angeles, she falls in with a group of confused kids struggling to chase their dreams. The black widow at the center of this web is a sexy, pot-dealing realtor named Sally St. Clair. Anyone who gets too close falls victim to her kinky entanglements. For some it goes bad, for other worse.
Genre: Drama
Director(s): Jason Freeland
Production: Lionsgate
 
IMDB:
5.6
Metacritic:
31
Rotten Tomatoes:
15%
NOT RATED
Year:
2008
88 min
Website
131 Views


It's... It's a lesbian bar.

So I got my money.

- What money?

- The money for my month's rent.

What rent?

Rent for your apartment...

...'cause you said

that your roommate was moving out.

I am her roommate.

Your cousin can be a

little b*tch sometimes.

Listen, I can't go back home.

Why?

Long story, but...

...can I just stay with you guys

for a couple nights, or something?

Yeah, sweetie.

Take a walk on the wild side.

I went to a garden party

To reminisce with my old friends

A chance to share old memories

And play our songs again

When I got to the garden party

They all knew my name

But no one recognized me

I didn't look the same

But it's all right now

I learned my lesson well

Hey...

You see, you can't please everyone

So you gotta please yourself

People came from miles around

Everyone was there

Well, he was playing guitar

Just like ringing a bell

And lookin' like he should

Well, if you gotta

play garden parties

I wish you a lot of luck

But if memories were all I sang

I'd rather drive a truck

But it's all right now...

One:
I'm not afraid to love.

Two:
I'm not afraid to be loved.

I know that sounds weird...

...but I'm ready to make something

happen with the three of us together.

Do you hear that?

Hey.

Hey.

I really liked your songs.

They were amazing.

That's cool. Thanks.

No, I mean it.

So do you go to school

with Wayne and the guys?

I don't really go to school.

- You live around here?

- I'm staying with a friend.

I didn't go to the Tony Awards

with Lance Bass.

I don't bat left-handed.

I gotta go.

How are you? I'm Joey Zane.

Nice to meet you.

Put 'er there, big guy.

That's an Army handshake.

That's a lot of confidence.

I gotta tell you: I love you, kid.

I think you're very talented.

You're one of the best.

You can go straight to the top.

I'm managing a band.

We're looking for a lead singer.

We got great material.

I think you should come on down

and meet some of the guys.

What's this? Uh-oh. Shabba!

Yeah. It's my business card.

With you on board,

this could be huge.

I know this because of my dad,

Chucky Lane.

The Chucky Lane.

Come on, guy.

He found Kurt Cobain working

at a f***ing Abercrombie and Fitch.

Where do you think

The Finals came from?

He found the Ohio Players in Michigan.

Look, I've been doing this

since I was in 8th grade.

I've already signed a dozen bands

to major labels. You could be next.

I just said that out loud.

Sounds good. Got a nice ring to it.

Okay, you promise

you're gonna call me, daddy?

- Yeah. I promise.

- You got a boyish grin.

You're slick as a wolf.

I don't trust you.

Hit me with your number.

- I don't really have a number.

- What are you, f***in' Amish?

No, I just got into town.

I f***in' love it.

He's like a Poison video

waiting to happen, this guy.

I tell you what:
I'm gonna give you

my backup phone, okay?

I'm gonna call you on this.

When I call you,

I want you to answer. Take it.

Free minutes on the weekend, okay?

Don't worry.

I only use it when I can't get a signal.

I'm outta here.

You look beautiful.

- Hello.

- Yes, daddy! You're on the team.

That was a f***in' test, and guess

who just passed. You did, my man.

Does that girl play tambourine?

I got another business

card for you, sweetie.

No, no, leave those. We're counting.

He's gotta drive home to Orange County.

Bullshit. Take 'em away.

I wanna lose count.

Leave these.

I like these ones.

- Put some more in that one.

- Fill me up. Thank you very much.

Two of those.

Listen, I hate to do

it to you, sweetheart,

but I gotta see some ID.

That's fine.

I just want something to eat.

Excuse me.

I'll pay for whatever

it is that she wants.

How's it going, huh? How are you?

You remember me.

Come down here, just for a second.

Come down here for one second.

I want you to meet

a good friend of mine. This is Nathan.

- How's it going?

- Just come down for one second.

There we go.

That's my girl.

- Do you get high?

- Not in years.

Mind if I fire up?

- It won't affect your driving?

- No, not really.

I probably drive better stoned.

I'll take that as a yes.

- How'd you find that picture of me?

- Ever since I saw that picture...

...I've been obsessed with you.

I always look at it.

I guess you're my dream girl.

That picture was 10 years ago.

I'm a working stiff.

But I'm flattered.

Do you have a boyfriend?

Nope.

I live alone.

Are you okay?

Wow, that was quick.

Yeah.

You know,

my girlfriend would love this place.

How long you been here?

Two years.

But I'm just renting.

I already own a couple houses.

I don't want all my money

in L.A. Real Estate.

Smart.

Is this your fantasy?

Something like that, yeah.

If I acted out your fantasy,

would you do something for me?

Maybe. I guess.

Well, which is it?

What do you want me to do?

It depends.

What do you want me to do?

I'm sorry.

No, no, no. Come here.

Nathan, get a little closer to her.

She's not gonna bite.

There you go. That's good.

Wow. God, you two look great together.

You should let me take your picture.

- You just did.

- That's not what he means.

- Well, what do you mean?

- Sexy pictures.

You mean...? Well, how much?

I mean, like, how sexy?

You know, that depends.

Oh, man. You're packing.

That could be a pretty

good chunk of change.

- You're kidding, right?

- No, he's not.

I don't want my picture

all over the Internet.

Sweetheart already sat for me.

I don't even want your

head in my pictures.

In fact, my clients prefer it

if they don't even see your face.

It makes them

a little bit uncomfortable...

...to see another man's face

while they're... you know...

...enjoying my pictures.

- I don't know.

- Come on. Listen, sweetheart.

Another 2000, for an hour's work. 2000.

Nathan. 2000, man.

Come on. Look at her, dude.

She's asking you with her eyes, man.

Let's party.

Let's do this.

- Okay, but I need another shot.

- Another shot for all of us.

Come on, come on.

Hey, Huey.

Sammy. It's a really cool name.

It's, like, totally biblical, right?

I really think your

music's amazing.

I can totally hear you

on the radio already.

All right, you have to be quiet.

My aunt's sleeping. Okay?

I wanna take your picture.

Okay.

Take off your shirt.

Now your pants.

What's wrong with you?

Come on, look at her.

What?

She doesn't do it for you?

I'm sorry.

Okay. I still get paid, no matter what.

All right.

Already a seasoned professional.

All right, look.

What's going on?

Okay. Look, man,

I really don't think this is a good idea.

Why? Come on, it'll be fun.

I'm just not into her.

You know what I mean?

Oh, right. Okay.

I understand. Hold on.

I think this is more your style, huh?

It figures, with a

schlong like yours, huh?

All right, come on over here.

Take your coat off.

All right, now turn around.

Didn't you check it out before?

Yeah, I did.

I wanna see it again.

- Everything in its place?

- Very nice.

Very good.

I don't want you talking anymore.

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