Laurel Canyon Page #6
I'm just attracted to you.
And it's not just because
I think you're incredibly sexy.
I think that you're
incredibly attractive too, Sara.
You do?
Yes, I think about you.
Trust me.
A lot.
How do you think about me?
- How?
- Yeah.
Do you think about
having sex with me?
Yes.
How?
How do I think about
having sex with you?
going down on you?
Yes.
- That's part of that.
- Me too.
I think about how you taste.
I'm sure you taste sweeter.
- Do you resist me?
- No.
- Do you give yourself over?
- Yes.
- Completely?
- Completely.
That gets me on.
You're easy.
No, with you I am.
So, do I get to...
...do I get to work
on you for a while or...
...or do we just fall asleep?
You can work on me
all night long.
I mean, you're with someone.
Why would I let myself
fall in love with you?
Oh, I'm like... just
an object to you? Just like
a piece of ass?
- Just looking to get laid?
- Yeah right.
God... you're like a girl.
Thanks. That's really flattering.
It is. Maybe that's why I like you.
You're having a sexuality crisis?
No.
I am not having any kind of crisis.
You're lucky, do you know that?
I don't know that.
Why am I lucky?
You can control your heart.
- Thanks for coming, Darla.
- Good night. Thank you.
- Sounds amazing.
- Thanks.
- I'll get the rest by this week.
- Yeah, no problem.
Good-bye.
Hello? Yeah, it's Ian,
in the penthouse.
We need another bottle
of Chateau Marmont.
Sorry... Dom Perignon.
Cheers. Thank you.
I heard it's more comfortable inside.
I think it's one
of the best records I've done.
I know it's the best
records you've done too.
I didn't say "the best".
- She said "the best", didn't she?
- I think she said "the last".
You see?
You save the best for last.
I know it's not the last.
Don't go.
- You should get some sleep.
- We never sleep.
Why have you got
your clothes on?
What are you talking about?
You look so much better
with them off.
Come on.
We have been
entertaining you for a while.
So why don't entertain us?
What do you want me to do?
Finish it.
Look... you give her an inch
and she takes a mile.
Babe...
Come on... not now.
Sorry.
No, you're right.
I didn't...
Sorry.
Can I talk to you for a second?
You should be with her if you wanted.
I don't want to be with her.
I want to be with you.
- I want you to be with her.
- I can't be with her.
- Why not?
- She's Sam's girlfriend.
So what? They are about to break up.
I mean, it's obvious.
She's throwing herself to us.
I don't know if she's throwing
herself, but I can't do it.
Look... I've done the worst sh*t in my life and
I'm glad I have, because I've enjoyed 99% of it,
but I'm not gonna screw my son's girlfriend,
I'm not gonna lay there
and watch you do it either.
Who's gonna know?
I'll know.
Why it took you so long?
Sorry.
I was squashing the grapes.
It's back here.
- Is everything alright?
- Yeah.
Sort of.
Put it there.
No worries.
Is this the party?
What are you doing here?
You're a sick pig, you know?
Look, nothing...
You're a f***ing greedy punk.
Okay mate. Slow down.
- Who the f*** do you think you are?
- Sam, stop it!
Stop it!
Jesus Christ, Sam! Stop it!
What are you doing?
What am I doing?
What the f*** were you doing?
Are you alright,
darling? Oh, sh*t!
It is not what you think it is.
- You're so lost your sh*t!
- It's not her fault! It is my fault!
No, it is my fault.
Well, that's not my f***ing fault!
You're not getting
away with this.
- I'll get away!
- Shutting me up!
For Christ's sake! You're gonna
reduce it, tonight? Get some therapy,
Finally, please, get some help!
- You should get some therapy!
- I'm not the one who needs it!
- That is exactly your problem!
- My problem?
You're unbelievable!
This is why I'll never come back here again.
There is always something
out of control with you,
You're like a 2 year-old,
like a f***ing mismatch!
How did you get to be so rigid?
At least I'm living in reality.
- At least I have some dignity!
- Dignity?
- Jesus! Why you are so afraid?
- What are you talking about? You're insane!
Jane? I'm sorry. Can I
ask you to step outside?
F*** you, Phillip.
- I'm sorry. Can I get you some ice?
- Yes!
I know, I know...
It was my fault.
It just happened.
Things like these don't just happen!
You've just got out of the bed with her!
- I didn't sleep with her. I just kissed her.
- I don't want to hear the details!
I don't know what happened.
I got caught up.
I got confused.
Confused?
Psychotic is more like it!
I didn't think.
I didn't think...
- I had never learned...
- Learned what?
- This.
- This? What is "this"?
How to f*** up!
Oh you've f***ing
mastered it out of the gate!
It didn't mean anything to me!
I don't want them!
I don't feel anything for them.
I don't want them.
I don't want either of them.
I Want you!
I want to be with you,
you f***ing a**hole!
You f***ing stupid f***ing a**hole!
Stupid a**hole? I'm f***ing
keeping this together!
I'm trying to keep this together.
I Wanna make it right!
- How you doing? Right?
- Yeah, okay.
I wanted to apologise.
No, we finished with
into this situation.
You didn't get me into anything.
I got myself into whatever I got into.
And I about you.
You're the least likely person
in the world for me.
- Are you insulting me now?
- No.
No, not at all.
Oh, a compliment...
Okay, positivity.
You helped...
...opening me up.
further if I'd had it my way.
- That's disgusting.
- No, not really. It's honest.
- You should look in your manners.
- I know.
I am trying...
Believe me.
I want to tell you something.
Alright.
It doesn't matter
who's right or wrong.
I made mistakes.
A lot of them, I know that.
I deal with them every day.
But I think the hardest thing I'll live with
really, is knowing how much I disappointed you.
I haven't been
a very good parent.
I know that.
I f***ed up.
You're my baby. man.
Yeah... I see he's pooling...
You've got a lovely accent, Sara.
Very compelling.
Where are you from?
What a coincidence.
I'm eating a "bagel" right now.
I know.
It's Sara, from Israel, for you.
Hi.
I just wanted to make sure
you're okay.
I'm just taking
a mental health bath.
Oh. How is your mental health?
Haven't quite gotten on mine yet.
I'm still dealing
with everyone else's.
It is not true
the thing you said last night.
The thing I said last night?
The thing about my heart.
It's not true at all.
I can't control my heart.
I mean...
...I wouldn't want to, even if I could.
Sara?
- Can I call you right back?
- Yeah.
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