Maps to the Stars Page #8
- Daddy no!
Get off her!
Okay.
Okay.
- Don't take her!
- Gotto go!
- Don't take her!
- Don't take her!
- Let me go!
My ring.
She took my wedding ring.
My ring.
Piss patrol!
Caught in the act.
You know...
You're chewing some major
scenery out there.
- What do you mean?
- You know what I mean.
Va-bina head!
Who's the star of the show?
Huh?!
Can you tell me that, Roy?
Uh... you are?
He's not your enemy.
You!
Love is stronger than death.
You're... a bad babysitter, Benjamin!
You die!
DIE!
You're a bad babysitter!
F***.
F***!
F***!
He maybe groggy
from the medication.
Oh.
Oh my baby! My baby!
My baby! My baby...
I'm so sorry, mom.
Why?
Benjie, why did you do it?
He was just a little boy...
I saw her and...
Who, baby? Agatha?
Did Agatha come to see you?
Little girl.
She tricked me.
What little girl?
From the hospital.
The one that died.
I keep seeing.
Oh, my baby!
My baby! My baby!
Oh my baby! Oh my baby!
Oh my baby! Oh my baby.
We've got to get him home.
I'd like to place him
outside of California.
We need Jonas to speak
with the district attorney.
He's only 13.
We have to factor in
the violence of the assault, Christina.
He didn't take a gun to a kid at school, Harriet!
He hurt one boy. One boy!
The state's become
very tough on minors.
They won't send him to jail?
They won't send him to jail.
Boy's gonna be alright.
Oh, thank God!
They've shut down production.
I don't know if
they are gonna recast.
But it's such a small little part, what?
BENJIE!
They are talking about recasting BENJIE!
- My god.
- It's over!
DONE!
Now the whole world...
... will know.
The world will know
we have done crimes.
Hope you don't mind
that I requested you.
No, I'm glad.
God!
I feel shitty.
I think I've got bronchitis.
Kind of makes your voice sound sexy.
Thank you.
So, how's the romance going?
It's alright. It's pretty good.
What's that all about for you?
- What do you mean?
- Well, you know...
... the burn thing?
Was it creepy...
... to f*** her?
Uh, not really.
Did she take her gloves off?
Do your friends think it's weird?
Have your friends even met her?
I've kind of tried to...
... try to write a script about it.
Research.
Everything is research on some level.
Mm.
Would you f*** me if I asked you to?
For research?
I don't know.
How would we do it?
Can you see me?
Look at what I'm doing.
How would we f***?
From behind.
We could if you want.
I want.
For a long time.
Yeah?
Am I better looking... than her?
Yeah.
And my skin...
... do I have better skin?
Yeah.
And my holes...
... are my holes better?
You wanna f*** my holes?
Yeah.
I got to go.
Do me a favor?
Don't get out, just climb over.
What happened to you?
I took the bus.
What's wrong with the car?
It broke.
What happened to you yesterday?
I was sick.
Yeah.
I've been sick all week.
I still manage to get up
at 5 in the morning and work for 14 hours.
What's wrong with you?
I think I have the flu.
You're acting really weird.
You're dirty.
I'm sorry.
Was it too much
trouble to just like text?
I'm sorry.
Stop saying that.
Uh... you know.
Maybe this isn't working out.
Maybe you need to just go back to Florida.
You know.
Go back to Kansas, Dorothy.
It's fine.
But, I wish you wouldn't just sit there,
like that because it's creeping me out.
You smell.
You smell! You hear me?
Go home and take a bath!
I'm sorry.
Oh my God!
You bled!
Don't you...
don't you use f***ing Tampax?!
Are you psychotic?
I'm sorry.
I don't... I don't believe this.
My... my crazy assistant just...
... bled on my 12 000 dollar couch!
I don't want you in my life!
You sick f***ing pig!
I'm sorry, I'll pay for...
Go to the kitchen and
get Pari A and bleach.
And Google the best way
to get rid of a stain.
I... I pick you up off the streets.
I give you money
so you could be late for work.
And have you period on my furniture!
Do you... do you think that Carrie Fisher...
Do you... do you think
Nicole Kidman and Halle Berry
have scary little animals working for them?
Scary, deformed...
Hi, Agatha.
Benjie.
I went AWOL and...
I told an orderly that if
he let me leave slip out then...
I give him... 10 000 dollars.
Douche bag star f***er.
How did you find me?
You said you worked for her.
And I've been up here before, so...
Where's Havana?
She went to the Canyon Ranch.
Damien gave her a couple of days off.
I'm lost Agatha.
I couldn't go to Rhetts and
I can't go home.
Benjie, you have to listen to me
because there is nothing else.
It's all ending now.
Do you understand?
This is Christina's.
You've got to get daddy's,
can you do that?
Can you go to the house and
get daddy's ring?
We're gonna keep it quiet
as long as we can.
I don't want anything
interfering with the book tour.
Worse case...
I go on Oprah again.
'Fess up.
Do the whole Lance Armstrong thing.
That'll build us a fresh money stream.
So, we kick it off Monday morning.
With GMA, play as it plays.
Ciao.
Christina?!
Christina?!
Christina?!
Christina!?
Christina!
Dad?!
Dad?
I haven't taken these many before.
That was so brave of you.
To go back there.
I just slipped it off his finger.
Just like he wanted me to have it.
We should start.
I've had 13 summers.
Not so bad.
Not so bad.
By this ring.
By this ring.
You are consecrated to me.
I am consecrated to you.
As my husband.
As your husband.
- By this ring.
- By this ring.
You are consecrated
to me as my wife.
I am consecrated
to you as your wife.
Make me as a seal
upon your heart.
You may kiss the bride.
On absence without desire.
On absence without desire.
On naked solitude.
On naked solitude.
On the stairs of death,
I write your name.
On the stairs of death,
I write your name.
On health that has returned.
On health that has returned.
On danger that is left.
On danger that is left.
On hope without memory.
I write your name.
On hope without memory,
I write your name.
And by the power of a word.
By the power of a word.
I renew my life.
I renew my life.
I was born to know you and
to name you.
Liberty.
Liberty.
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