Gia Page #3

Oh, yeah?

Well, that's nice.

- I have a girlfriend.

- Oh, yeah, that's nice too...

though it's not

the same thing, is it?

And we never talked about the past.

That was over.

The past was the past.

She never discussed it with me once.

It was like it never happened-

all those years in between.

It was like it never happened.

I kept everything you've sent me.

I keep everything

you ever touched...

ever since you were a baby.

What do I have?

Oh, yeah, oh, yeah.

My journal.

Once upon a time-

"Once upon a time,

there was a girl with golden hair...

who went to live

in a beautiful house. "

Always the same story.

Always different,

always the same.

Always the same.

Can I see?

Yeah.

Sometimes I think she was

a different person to everybody.

Sometimes I knew who she was.

Sometimes I didn't.

Anybody who tries to tell you

exactly who she was...

they didn't know her at all.

We did everything together.

Yeah, in those days.

Yeah, everything.

All right.

This is-

What can I say?

It's you.

I found it on short notice.

That's what it looks like.

So, I was standing

in the middle of the living room...

and the bathroom door opens.

- Yeah?

- Who's that?

Who?

I started making trips

to New York regularly after that.

She wanted me there.

She wanted me there all the time.

I couldn't because I had a husband,

I had a home.

No, not red.

Yellow. Yellow roses.

But I would go,

and I would stay for maybe a week.

Sometimes I would stay two.

Love on ya, Gia.

You're sending flowers to a girl?

- Here, lady.

- Hi. Got it. Thanks.

Christ, another one?

- Who died?

- None of your business.

Are you f***ing a florist

behind my back?

Yeah. Gold FTD guy

with the winged shoes.

Hi.

I've been calling you for weeks.

Hi, Gia.

- This is my boyfriend, Billy.

- Hi. I'm wrecked.

- Do you wanna come in?

- I don't think that's a good idea.

Why not?

You are really beautiful.

You're a model, aren't you?

Why? Do I look stupid?

- I have to work tomorrow.

- Come on, it's early.

Maybe- Maybe we could party.

You are the most beautiful woman

I have ever seen.

Come with me.

I can't.

See you around.

What the f*** was that?

Behold the florist.

I cannot stay!

I'll come back,

but I have to go home now.

I'll come back.

If you need me, you just call me.

I need you.

I need you now.

You have to be here now!

When I need you, I need you! Now!

I need you, Mom!

Listen to me.

You are a big girl, all right?

- Please! Please!

- Act like a big girl.

You've got to.

And you are.

So be my big girl.

Now listen to me.

I have to go home.

I have to.

Fine. Fine!

- Get out!

- All right, now wait.

- Get the f*** out!

- No, not like this.

Yeah, like this! Get out!

There. Get the f*** out!

- For God's sake.

- Get out!

- Not like this, not like this.

- Yeah, like this. Get the f*** out!

- Look.

- There, get out!

- All right. Fine, fine, fine. Fine.

- Go, go!

- All right, fine.

- Get out!

That's it.

That-

She's booked for 16 shoots this week,

but I'll see what we can do.

And you are erupting forms...

Tell Scavullo he can have her-

out of the center

of all this tired, old beauty.

Shaming them.

Excuse me?

Tired, old beauty?

You can have Renee. I know you want Gia,

but you can't have Gia. Not until June.

This little wop is not standing

in front of me. You got that?

I'm off to the side, or I walk.

Yeah, me too.

Does this dress

make my ass look fat?

Your ass is fat, honey.

And I'm not standing

next to her fat ass.

I know.

Life is so disappointing.

Here you are.

You have arrived.

You are here.

This is your moment.

What do you have?

You have pain.

When you have everything...

what do you have?

You have nothing.

When everything is right,

everything is wrong.

It's disappointing.

It's confusing.

This is life.

What can you do?

People keep going away from me.

That hurts.

Work.

Work.

You have a gift.

Use it.

Life will be there later.

When you've worked

and you've lived...

and you know who you are,

life is easy.

Work.

It's the only answer I know.

I should've been a rock star.

But I can't sing.

Work now.

You can live later.

You'd say anything

to get that shot.

- Yes.

- Yes.

In this case,

I'm saying the truth.

Sweetheart.

Now here's the picture.

You girls all hate Gia...

because she is so much prettier

than the rest of you.

You're all so boring.

She is so exciting.

If you don't like it,

please vanish from my world.

No, I'm sorry,

she's not available.

I know, darling.

You can't get-

And she went to live

in a beautiful house...

and all the people loved her,

and she was very, very happy.

No, she's on her way to Rome then.

She's shooting Versace in Milan...

and Yves St. -Laurent in Paris.

Perry has her for

the only runway show she's doing.

But the people in the village

were very poor...

and every night, they crept

into the house where the girl slept...

and they cut off a piece

of her golden hair...

and they sold it for money.

"She'll never even notice,"

they said.

And so, all the gold

was gone from her head.

It's a real Cinderella story.

Tell him to hurry.

Where's my tickets?

You are wired.

Here.

Try some of this.

What? What is it?

The answer to all your prayers.

The only thing you have to remember

is that it's not about you.

It's not about you.

It's not you that they're looking at.

It's not about you.

I'm on top of that.

I understand that.

Honey, that's good.

I'm so glad about that.

Because if you let it be about you,

you're screwed, you know.

So, you have to stay separate

from what's happening...

and you have to be somewhere else.

But I don't know where

that somewhere else is, you know?

Or how to do that.

Honey, you can do

whatever you want now.

Yeah? What is it I want?

What do I want?

I will be king,

and you will be queen.

I don't think a woman

is really a woman...

unless she's a blonde, you know.

Response is so enormous.

I've never seen anything like it.

And so fast, huh?

About a million people

want to shoot you this month.

We're going to name

a whole phone line after you.

I could learn photography.

That could be something I want.

I could photograph children.

I could have my own children.

I would give them yellow roses.

And if they got too loud,

I would just put them someplace quiet.

I'd put them in the oven.

And I would kiss them every day...

and tell them,

"You don't have to be anybody...

because I would know, being somebody

doesn't make you anybody anyway. "

You will always be somebody to me.

And on the financial front, with the

sudden illness of Wilhelmina Cooper...

who's still hospitalized

in Manhattan...

models and agents are competing

for the top talent and highest fees.

With the latest news about inflation,

bonds rallied today...

in reaction

to the president's speech.

More news in a moment.

She's doing all right. You know,

they're running some more tests.

Maybe in a day or two

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