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Going Under Page #2
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- Year:
- 2004
- 98 min
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Are you married?
Yes.
- Do you two play?
- No, but she knows that I do it.
Hmm.
It's not an affair.
My husband Chris
comes from real wealth,
and he's quite a few years
older than I am.
Things are all right
between us, but...
any kind of feeling
with him.
I didn't even know what an orgasm
was until recently.
We had this huge
catered dinner affair,
some of Chris' clients,
valet parking and all that.
At some point
during the evening,
I was called into the kitchen
to resolve some stupid argument
about what food to bring out next
and I noticed the room
where the staff
had left their things.
And after everyone left the kitchen,
I went into that room,
and I opened one of the backpacks.
And... and I found some change
quarters, dimes, pennies.
I felt like I was gonna faint.
I began to rub the coins together
between my fingers
and then I began to dig my nails
into the coin's... flesh,
the surface.
It was like
a series of waves.
That's how I knew.
It must have been wonderful.
- It was.
- Have these experiences continued?
Well...
the first time,
I was determined
never to do it again.
But I did do it again
and after a while,
I stopped feeling guilty about it.
But I... I still would like to know...
why I get my pleasure this way.
Because it is restricted.
Can I ask you a question
about something you described?
- Yes.
- Did you keep the coins?
Well, I only needed
a few at a time.
them back.
You didn't buzz first.
I'm sorry, I forgot.
If you don't watch out,
you'll lose your key privileges.
I hope you are not serious.
I just like to know
you're coming up, that's all.
Not too much to ask, is it?
What are we arguing about here?
My right to privacy.
That's bullshit.
Suzanne, you don't like the way
Ugh, could you tell whoever it is
I'll call them back, please?
Hello?
She's not here right now.
Can I take message?
Juno?
And she has your number?
I'll take it.
This is the woman
you used to work for, isn't it?
Hi, Juno.
Let's try again.
I know you can get it.
F...
free.
- Let's try it another way.
- I don't wanna do this.
- Let's just see...
- I don't wanna do this!
- Peter...
- No!
Hi, you've reached Suzanne.
Please leave a message.
Suzanne, I was...
it's Peter.
I was wondering if we could
get together later?
Do you think that's a good idea?
I think it's a good idea.
Would you call me back when you...
when you get a chance?
Yeah?
Lisa, hi.
I've got one of
the Board of Directors up front.
Sh*t.
I'm not even close to ready
with this thing.
I told them I wasn't sure
if you'd left yet.
- If you don't mind.
- No problem.
Thanks.
You may open your eyes now.
You're fighting it today,
Peter.
Yeah, I know.
I know.
Let the control go.
Come on, you're experienced.
You know how to do this.
Hey.
You really have runner's legs.
Not too much to grab on to.
Let your body lead the way.
Thank you.
Yes.
Yes?
Yes.
The year I turned 16 was the most
horrible year of my whole life.
We had just arrived from Germany
to finally join my father,
but...
my parents' marriage
was always a disaster
and he basically left right away.
He came to visit me
and my brother sometimes.
And then, some months later,
around Christmas,
he just crashed into this truck
in the middle of nowhere.
Boom.
Life, I can tell you.
Were you... were you close?
- To him?
- Yeah.
I was his favorite.
I wanted it to be that way.
I think I even flirted with him.
In fact, I know I did.
- Did anything...
- No.
Not with him,
how close we were.
She was jealous.
She...
for her own unhappiness
her whole life.
Just like she punished me
and my brother when my dad died.
She was so cold and removed.
Sometimes when people
are in shock...
Look, Peter,
I have a therapist.
I talk to her once a week,
I don't need another one.
Yeah, yeah, right.
I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to be so harsh.
- I should go.
- I'll get you a cab.
- No, I like walking.
- I'll walk with you.
No, I like walking alone.
Stop.
Please let me continue.
Let me... smell you.
Lie down.
Lie down, Peter.
We only have a few minutes left.
I remember being so bored that summer.
Also terrified
of trying to make friends.
with this kid Tim.
I guess I thought he was cute,
but mostly I just needed not to be
the new girl with the weird accent.
When I gave him
the blow job that day,
I actually remember feeling proud
of myself afterwards.
I never knew if Tim
meant to tell everybody like that
or if it just got around...
...but by then it didn't matter.
Why am I telling you this?
You hear these kind of stories
every day.
I don't think that's the point.
I was gonna say...
if it didn't still hurt,
you wouldn't have brought it up.
Come on, Peter.
Even you must hold on to things
that irritated you
a long time ago.
Of course.
So, what?
Tell me.
Things at school.
School things.
Things I couldn't
seem to make them understand.
I tried it...
every time I'd talk,
everything seemed to come out wrong.
It was shameful.
I get mad about it.
Makes me...
Even now, people correct
the way I say something,
I sit there for days
going over it in my head.
More and more
terrified of losing it.
Jesus, listen to us.
What?
Talking about our childhood
like this.
People talk to me
about this sort of thing all the time.
we should be talking about other things.
I like listening to you.
I think we've established
on plenty of occasions
that your intentions
aren't as innocent as that, Peter.
- What's going on?
- Nothing.
You didn't like me touching you?
It's what I saw behind it.
What did you see?
How much more you wanted.
- During our sessions together...
- That wasn't me, okay?
You wanted to go out, too.
I know.
I just need to do it my way,
okay?
I will be back.
I will be back.
Do my legs now.
Do you want me
to take this off?
You know that's against the rules.
Do they apply to us anymore?
- The rules are there to protect us.
- I know.
You don't sleep with your patients!
- That's not the same thing.
- For me it is.
It's time to jerk off.
Aah!
I want you to come for me.
Suzanne!
Suzanne.
Hello, my dear.
Don't you look wonderful.
Not even a kiss hello?
Too late,
I'm already sitting.
What would you like, dear?
Deaf cappuccino, please.
No caffeine?
You've changed.
So tell me,
what have you been doing
with yourself
since you left the business?
Working on my art mostly.
That all?
It's a lot.
I'm sure. Yes.
And the girlfriend?
What about her?
I always thought
you'd end up with a man.
Oh, I suppose there's still
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