Girls Against Boys

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You okay in there?

Relax.

Well, it's just...

I've never done anything

like this before.

Like what?

Whatever it is we're doing.

What are we doing?

I don't know.

L- I just, I never met

anyone like you before.

What do you want?

Tell me what you want.

If you don't tell me,

I'll be forced to improvise

and who knows

what will happen then.

So...

what is it?

What do you want?

Could I maybe get

a glass of water?

No.

Yeah.

- Come here.

- Hold on.

Whoa, whoa.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

What kind of game is this?

- A really, really fun game.

- Yeah?

- Come here.

- Hold on.

Hold on.

Whoa, whoa. What are you doing?

No, no, come on.

- Do you know what this is?

- What are you doing?

No, no, no.

Don't play with that.

- These are really fun.

- Whoa, whoa, hey.

- Come on, come on.

- No, you come on.

God.

It's gonna be fun, I promise.

Whoa.

Where you going?

Come back. Come here.

What are you doing?

Hey, where'd you go? Come back.

Come back. Where'd you go?

Here, why don't you

take off the cuffs?

Whoa, whoa. What was that?

What was what?

"Aida" walks a fine line

between post-feminist critique

and blatant objectification.

Images of schoolgirls commonly

associated with innocence,

perfection, and conformity

in Japanese pop culture

are twisted and inverted.

Severed limbs and shackles

play in stark contrast

to crisp school uniforms

and a pervading sense

of serene and subservient calm.

Women are depicted as playthings,

or even as pets.

Now, in his series,

"Edible Artificial Girls,"

he shows teenage girls

as a pure commodity.

A snack food for men.

But are these images

a rejection of misogyny

or a celebration of perversions

that are found

in male-dominated art

throughout the world?

Hey.

Did you get my text?

What?

Wow. Okay.

Hey, you're still coming

to The Cave tonight, right?

Sh*t.

- I totally forgot.

- What do you mean?

I'm sorry. I made plans.

- But you promised me.

- I know.

And my friend Tyler is playing

and I told him you were coming.

Why? You know

I have a boyfriend.

Terry's not a boyfriend.

He's like, 45 years old

and he's married, Shae.

He's 35 and they're separated.

You need to be careful.

The guy's, like,

having a midlife crisis.

No, he's not.

All right, I'll stop pushing.

But I still want you

to come to the party.

- I told you, we have plans.

- What are you guys doing?

We're gonna go see

the Martin McDonagh play

and then we're going

to the Hamptons for the weekend.

All right, f*** the party.

Can I come with you?

No?

No.

Have fun this weekend

and I'll see you on Monday.

All right.

- Bye, girl.

- Bye.

- Have fun in the Hamptons.

- I'll try.

Come here, Calvin.

Come here.

Over here, silly.

There it is.

What's the matter?

Did something happen?

I can't see you anymore.

Sarah and I are gonna

try and work things out.

What do you mean?

I'm so sorry, Shae.

But I've got to think about

what's best for Celice.

Celice?

My daughter.

You have a daughter.

She's three.

You never told me

you had a daughter.

Well, it didn't seem

to matter at the time.

Shae, come on.

You're a beautiful

and intelligent girl, Shae.

What we've had together

has been amazing.

But we can't sustain it.

There's a million guys

out there your age

who'd kill

to be your boyfriend.

Hi.

Come on, Gus.

What are you doing? Let's go.

You think it's in my head.

You think I'm crazy.

- It's not.

- She's just jealous.

See ya, Jim.

That'll be 28.

Do you wanna keep it open?

What can I get you?

Large Mexican Cosmo...

and your digits.

That'll be $82.

So many girls...

and so little time.

Are you f***ing kidding me?

$3?

Brad... my God!

That's so close.

I was wondering why

everybody was yelling.

- What are we doing?

- We're related.

You okay?

Is it a guy?

You want me

to kill him for you?

My name's Lu.

Lulu, really, but you can

just call me Lu.

Shae.

I know.

I started last weekend, but I...

I saw you upstairs

on Saturday night.

What are you doing now?

You wanna get a drink

somewhere, maybe?

Hey, I get off at 3:00.

No takers?

I'm not complaining.

Hey!

My God.

- How's it going in there?

- Great.

What do you wanna do next?

Doesn't matter.

I'm just happy to be out.

I do like, work in sculpture,

you know?

Yeah. Working with metal a lot.

- New friends.

- To friends.

- Good friends.

- Cheers.

Make yourselves at home.

Beer, water, guys?

- Something to drink?

- Beer.

Beer... please.

- Beer.

- Beer it is.

What are these guys' names again?

- I'm Eric.

- Eric.

And this pretty young man

is Simon.

Simon.

And that guy over there

is Duncan playing DJ.

Dude, none of that

gay '80s sh*t tonight, man.

You guys live here together?

Just me and Duncan.

You two lovers?

No, we have separate bedrooms.

Would you like to see them?

Maybe after you open this beer.

It's almost tomorrow.

I should go back

in the other room.

What are we doing here?

Hey, are you okay in there?

Yeah, I'll be right out.

You've been in there for a while.

Are you sure you're okay?

Hey.

What... what you been

doing in here?

Just sitting.

You want me to get you

a glass of water?

I think I need to go home.

Okay. I'll walk you.

It's okay.

No, it's no problem.

I was gonna leave anyway.

Taxi!

Beats walking.

Ready?

It was nice meeting you.

Thanks so much

for getting me home.

Can I come up?

I'm really tired.

I just want to sleep.

We can sleep.

Seriously, nothing else.

I promise.

I actually have a boyfriend.

Sorry.

Bye.

Hey, can I get

your number at least

so I can call you sometime?

I already told you,

I have a boyfriend.

I just want your number.

How about you give me your card

and I'll call you?

Yeah, bet you say that

to all the guys.

- Hey, how about a kiss?

- Whoa.

Can I just... can I at least

get a kiss good night?

One kiss and I'll let you go.

No, you... you really

need to go.

You think you're

f***ing better than me?

You're hurting my wrist.

Stop hurting my wrist.

Who do you think you are,

you f***ing slut?

No, no!

Where the f***

do you think you're going?

Get your f***ing hands down.

You like playing games?

- F***!

- Help!

Come on.

Come on...!

Let go.

Hold still. Lie still.

Avery, Armstrong & Kaczynski.

How may I direct your call?

Diane Marshall.

Diane Marshall's office.

Hi, it's Shae.

Ls my mom available?

She's not available right now, Shae.

Can she call you back?

No, I really need

to talk to her.

She's in a meeting right now,

but I can have her call you

when she's out.

Or you can leave a message

on her voice-mail if you want.

Do you want to leave a message?

You've reached Diane Marshall.

Please leave a message

and I'll call you back.

If you need

to reach me immediately,

please call

my assistant, Jessica...

You've reached Karen.

Leave a message

and I'll call you back.

Daddy did it.

Daddy did that.

My goodness.

What a beautiful braid.

What the f***

are you doing here, Shae?

Please, I just need

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