Lovelace Page #4

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was getting pretty stale, you know.

Everything was just screwing, screwing,

screwing, and then cut to a money shot.

You know, how many times you

supposed to look at that?

This film is becoming

bigger than that, right?

I mean, this is a phenomenon.

I went to see Deep Throat 'cause

I'm fond of animal pictures.

I thought it was about giraffes.

- Linda, right here.

- Big smile, Miss Lovelace.

How does it feel

to be the poster girl

for the sexual revolution?

It's just a goof.

To me, it's... it's a movie,

like any other movie,

only it has so many better things in it.

- Like what?

- Like me.

Now, Linda, I mean, what do you want

to do with the future here, baby?

I hope to make movies, real movies.

And maybe do a play.

I want to be an actress, you know.

The Mississippi River.

What's the only thing that has

a bigger mouth than Linda Lovelace?

' - Right here!

- Please, Miss Lovelace!

- Linda!

Linda.

That's what I call

a welcoming committee.

- Right on.

- Linda.

- Hi, Mr. Hefner.

- Hef, please.

Welcome to your party.

How about I trade you

- two blondes for a brunette?

- Yeah.

You come with me.

- Look at this.

- Butchie Peraino.

- Big fan of yours, Mr. Hefner.

- Thanks.

Anthony Romano, Mr. Hefner.

Love the magazine. Love the article

about the swinger parties.

Thank you. You, Harry,

I'm a big fan of your work.

It is truly an honor, sir.

I used to tell people that I had

the best job in the world

until I saw what you do.

We'll see you gentlemen inside.

- Look at these two cool cats.

- Mr. Sammy Davis, Jr.

- Miss Lovelace.

- Sammy Davis, Jr.

Better not miss this show.

- They love you.

- Makes me feel sort of tingly all over,

and then nothing.

There's got to be more to sex

than just a lot of little ting/es.

There's gotta be bells ringing

and dams bursting

and bombs going off, something!

You wanna get off,

or you want to wreck a city?

I think you can be a star.

I don't mean just an adult-movie star.

I mean a real star.

I wish I could believe that.

Well, trust me.

I see tons of girls go

through this town every year.

Most of them...

...go just like that.

I hear bells ringing...

...and dams bursting,

and bombs going off!

- Fabulous.

- Very sexy, right? Right?

No question.

We're getting laid tonight.

- We got a hit. We got a hit!

- No question.

Ladies and gentlemen,

the moment we've all been waiting for,

the one, the only, Linda Lovelace!

Are you ready for this?

I want to set

the record straight.

All right, the first few are just

to establish a baseline,

so just answer yes or no.

Is your name Linda Lovelace?

Can we start with an easier question?

All right.

Are you currently working on a book

about your life with Chuck Traynor?

Yes.

Are you taking this polygraph

at the request of the publisher?

Yes.

Were you married to Chuck Traynor?

- Chuck, you're hurting me.

- I know. I know. I know.

- Shh!

- Chuck...

Chuck! Easy.

Chuck!

Stop it. Stop it, Chuck.

Chuck...

Oh, shh.

Hey.

Oh, God, that was f***ing far out.

Come on. Baby, you're my wife.

Don't trip out.

Hey.

You really hurt me, Chuck.

That was passion.

I love you.

Where's my girl? Where's my girl?

You're my girl, right?

- Right.

- Yeah? Say it.

Say it.

- I'm your girl.

- Don't...

Hey. Hey.

What do you mean

by prostitution?

Wives can't testify

against husbands.

All just that shakedown.

All I need is money.

Baby, do "we" have enough?

It's just you and me. We can't miss.

This is sure as sh*t more fun

than the convention, huh?

What do you do for a living?

I sell medical supplies.

How about you?

- Um, I'm a part-time gynecologist.

- Really? Oh, that's so funny.

We're actually coming outwith a new set

of stirrups that make it a lot...

I get it. That's very funny.

- Should I take some drink orders?

- Yeah, yeah. What do you want?

- Oh, wow. A Cuba Libre would be great.

- Two Cuba Libres.

Don't worry about that.

I got it. Here you go.

Boy, she's... she's great.

- Mm-hm.

- You guys married?

- Yeah, she's gonna be a star.

- Wow.

Hey, is that what I think it is?

It is if you think it's coke.

Do you, uh, think I could get a little?

You let people use your, um,

medical supplies for free?

- OK. No, I get it.

- Yeah.

Yeah. Um... Well, how much?

How much for what?

The p*ssy or the blow?

- Seriously?

- Seriously.

It's your lucky day.

I'm gonna go get Linda.

Hey, look at me.

- Hi, Ma.

- For the love of Christ, it's 2:00am.

I know. I know.

Don't wake your father.

You want something to eat?

I got leftovers.

- You're a bag of bones, Linda.

- No, I'm not hungry, Mom.

So, what'd you wake me up

in the middle of the night for?

I was really hoping that I could, um...

...move back in here for a while.

- Here?

- Yeah.

No. You know that's not possible.

- Why not?

- How would it look for a married woman

to move in with her parents

apart from her husband?

He hits me, Ma.

I can't say I'm surprised.

What did you do?

What do you mean, what'd I do?

What did you do to make him angry?

He didn't just hit you

out of the blue.

I guess I didn't do

what he wanted me to.

You took a vow,

a very serious vow.

Can't I just stay, like,

a few days, Ma, please?

And then what? You gonna get a divorce?

What do you think we are, Protestant?

Ma, you just don't understand.

Linda, I was...

I was 18 years old

when I had your sister.

Unmarried...

...and all alone,

before I met your father.

I'd suffered long and hard.

How dare you come here

and tell me I don't understand.

I understand.

Now, God gave you a husband...

...who provides for you.

And you...

Look at me.

Go home to Chuck.

Be a good wife.

Listen to him, and obey him.

Can't I just stay for

a little while, Mom, please?

Just please?

Mom, I just need, like, a day, please.

- If you knew...

- That's enough.

- Hello?

- Dorothy, it's Chuck.

Hi, Chuck.

- I'm sorry. It's late.

- Yeah.

I'm looking for Linda.

You know where she is?

I can't do it.

I can't do it anymore.

Yeah?

- You can't do what?

- Everything. I can't do it.

You're doing the movie, Linda.

You know me, right? Huh?

You believe in me?

Right? You believe in me?

Do you believe in me?

OK.

'Cause I worked too f***ing hard

to get you this part.

Now, you watch.

This movie is gonna make us.

You and me, OK?

Oh.

Oh, there, there, Mrs. Lovelace.

It's all right. Listen.

It's better to have a clitoris deep down

in the bottom of your throat

than to have no clitoris at all.

That's easy for you say.

What if your balls were in your ears?

Well, then,

I'd hear myself coming.

And cut!

That was great. That was great!

That was fantastic.

- We good?

- Yeah, we got it.

Great work, everybody.

That's a wrap.

Two days down. Five to go.

Here's your damn film.

Why don't you sit on his lap?

Who's in the next room?

Man, I don't think

that's them balling.

Oh!

If I tell you to sit,

stay, screw, f***,

you'll do it, hmm?

Hi!

- Hi!

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