Julia

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Julia.

Sorry I'm a bit early. The train...

Are you kidding me?

Earlier the better. Come in, please.

I'm ready for you, okay?

Can I take your coat?

So this is the pad. It's...

what happens when your dad

is the leading celebrity sports surgeon.

Is there anything I can get you?

Champagne?

Perfect.

Feel free to look around, alright?

I'm sorry it took me so long to call.

You know, after... ambulatory,

I went straight into the OR

for the last couple months and...

Holy Christ.

I mean, talk about a nightmare.

I don't ever remember

being on my feet that long...

and...

the blood, I mean...

that's somethin' I could do without.

How do you stand it?

- What?

- The blood.

How do you stand all that blood? I mean...

I think I fainted every day

the entire first week.

Guess it doesn't bother me that much.

At least I know I'll never be my dad.

I'm sorry, I'm bumblin' all over here.

It's just...

you know, the moment

I saw you standing there...

in your scrubs, lookin' all...

sweet, and...

I couldn't stop thinkin' about you.

So here's to the holy grail of champagne.

Shipwrecked 1907 Heidseick...

and to you.

One more before we go?

Oh, boy.

Let's go.

- Come on, let's get the f*** outta here.

- Alright, alright, I got it, I got it.

Come on, the f***in' tide

will take her, let's go.

The f***in' tide'll take her, come on.

Let's go.

A vodka.

A glass. Fill it.

Haven't seen you here before.

Are you new to the area or...

Thank you.

My child...

did I not warn you?

Should you, at any time,

take matters into your own hands,

there will be severe consequences?

Julia?

Yes?

I suppose you enjoyed

your impromptu little week off.

Yes, thanks.

You don't think some sort

of explanation's in order?

There was a family crisis, I couldn't...

Oh. Sorry, I didn't know, I had no idea.

Is everything alright?

Excuse me, Dr. Lin? Yael Frankel?

Yes, of course, Yael, come in.

Please, have a seat.

So...

I wanna look like her.

Well, what's wrong with the way you look?

If I have to wake up one more day

like this, I'm going to kill myself.

Like clockwork.

Lady Snowblood.

You don't know who Lady Snowblood is.

Born... for revenge.

It's on the house.

I'm not kidding.

- You're not kidding about what?

- It's like she's on a f***in' miracle drug.

You'd think she had grown a dick.

Whoa. Wait a second,

what does that even mean?

- You gotta have a dick in order to feel good?

- All I'm saying is...

the way she's strutting around,

you'd think she strapped one on.

She's breakin' guy's balls all over.

Yeah, cause only a big f***in' dick

can break a set of balls.

Who said anything about big f***in' d*cks?

You gotta quit stuffin' socks

down your pants, b*tch.

No, no, no, f*** that.

Homegirl was raped,

and now she's pullin' herself together and

you gotta associate that with a f***in' dick?

- F*** you.

- So, she is taking something?

Or is this therapy thing for real?

Load of ass, if you ask wanna ask me.

Well, from what I understand...

the therapy's quite unique.

Vastov? He only takes

the most extreme cases.

Sexual assault, rape...

and the therapy itself...

involves physically taking our power back

from the ones who stole it.

Seduction, blood, vengeance.

Oh, sorry.

Please.

Treat yourself.

I, uh...

couldn't help overhearing you in the bar.

The therapy.

Is it real?

I was raped.

You're looking for me.

Who are you?

I'm Sadie.

May I?

Yeah.

He'll like you.

But tell me, did you go to the police?

Did you report what happened to you?

It's real.

He can help you.

That's why I need a dermatologist

to have them removed from my back.

- And where is it?

- Right by my shoulder.

Sorry, my shoulder blade.

There were four of them.

The one, he...

Dr. Malone, Piers...

is on rotation in plastic surgery.

He seemed so nice.

That's the first time

anyone's been so nice to me.

You like that huh?

Look at her f***in' eyes, she's beautiful.

Hey, in case ya hadn't figured it out...

succinylcholine.

She can feel all of it...

but you can't move a muscle.

Let me see that.

No.

Adam.

Adam!

Where'd you find her?

- Where'd you find her?

- What difference does it make?

- She's a f***in' nurse.

- She's a goddamn whore!

F*** this.

F*** that tight ass f***in' b*tch,

She ain't no f***in' nurse, she's a f***in'

whore. She's a f***in' whore.

Get in there.

It's your turn.

I said alright.

That's it. That's it.

F*** her like you f***ing mean it.

F*** her like you f***ing mean it.

Julia.

I understand you never went to the police.

And... did you document any of this?

The marks.

Go to the hospital?

May I ask why?

I want those men to suffer.

If personal revenge

is what you're after...

I'm sorry, I can't help you.

Making it personal will keep you

in a victim mindset...

and will prevent you from healing.

Julia. Julia.

Please understand we will still tackle

the problem in the physical world.

We will cut it at its root,

but in a manner that helps you

transcend the ego

and brings you true and lasting freedom,

where I can assure you,

no one will ever hold power

over you again.

There are, however, some conditions

you should be aware of,

in case you choose to proceed.

You will need to give yourself over,

completely, to my methods,

and should you, at any time,

take matters into your own hands,

you must realize

there will be severe consequences.

Do you understand?

Your training starts now.

Sit.

You wanna be a little girl

your whole life?

Sit down.

You got contacts, I hope.

They weren't prescription.

Don't be mistaken.

You are perfect as you are.

We all are.

But to lure them...

we play society's little game.

Painted face...

mask...

complete denial...

of our creatureliness.

You're stunning.

You don't need me to tell you that.

We want the ones who think

the world revolves around them.

Their bank accounts,

their puny little d*cks.

The pseudo-macho corporate types who...

pop Viagra pills on the sly.

We want the ones with their lady friends.

See, they'll follow without letting on.

Now listen,

no one can see you make your move.

When you exit, you exit alone.

Observe.

Wait for it.

Wait for it.

Now.

Usually, we make them follow us outside...

but just for show.

Shot of vodka.

I can get that for ya.

Make that two shots.

Hey, so, what's your name?

Okay.

Look, you don't wanna talk to him.

You don't want any direct contact.

People see you together,

you become a liability.

And you don't walk right up next to him.

Hey.

You little slut.

You wanna piece of this guy, huh?

Sick bastard!

F*** you, what the f*** are you doing?

What the f*** do you think you're doing?

I didn't do nothin', I swear.

- I saw you!

- It's nothin', baby, please.

She would stand there watching...

as the pig breathed down on me...

and it was my fault.

He wanted me more than her.

His own wife?

My mother.

She's the one who told everyone.

Friends, school.

Julia is a whore.

Julia is a whore.

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