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I love you.

I love you.

I love you so much.

It's not exactly right.

It's too fat.

I can't go on.

I'm so wasted, I can't deal with it...

Who cares.

To hell with men, all of them. Really!

I can't wait to get home.

Seriously.

Yes, I'm alone.

I can't sleep.

For the last hour I've been lying in bed...

trying to switch off,

counting sheep and that sh*t. You know?

Yeah, it's not funny, stop laughing.

I just need someone to talk to, y'know?

Yeah, I'm alone, I told you that.

I'm getting drunk on vodka and...

Yeah,

but so I can at least get some sleep...

I'm having a little vodka...

Two guys,

and I told two of them to go to hell.

What's wrong, throwing up again?

Nothing, leave me alone.

Please leave me alone.

Can you close the door?

Please leave me alone.

What's wrong?

Nothing,

I don't feel good.

Hello Halpsi, it's me.

Sorry to call you at this hour,

but I feel like sh*t.

Yeah, I saw all three of them,

in Volksgarten.

I just can't deal with it anymore, y'know?

I was totally wasted.

I was doing lines like crazy.

I just want to get out of here, y'know,

I snort during the week, I snort

when I'm shooting, I snort during classes,

constantly, y'know?

I'm losing contact to reality.

I spend tons of money,

all I have is problems,

I'm totally arrogant when I'm wired,

I feel shitty,

I threw up all over this afternoon,

stuck my finger down my throat and puked

because I felt so lousy,

but... I don't know...

once I get started, I can't stop,

you know...

I know it's 7:
00 a. m.

I know it, I'm supposed to study tomorrow,

I'm supposed to work tomorrow, but...

I can't deal with reality...

I just can't deal with it anymore, y'know?

Sure, but that's easier said than done.

I figure... I did the first line,

then I felt better, went to the john,

all that sh*t just came right out, y'know?

I just feel so much freer,

I'm not full anymore,

it all comes out and I lose weight...

'cause of the water and all that, y'know?

I just feel better, and I do it,

and keep wanting more, and I go out,

and hang out,

and hang out in my club,

and get stressed out by

the pricks in there.

I've had enough, understand?

I just needed someone to talk to.

I couldn't reach any of my other friends,

they're all high... somewhere...

I don't know,

Chattanooga, Volksgarten...

I wish you were here... really... totally.

Sorry if I woke you...

No, I'm just restless,

been lying in bed for at least an hour...

trying to relax and fall asleep...

and just, y'know, switch off and all.

I can't deal with it, y'know?

Werner?

It's not like it used to be...

when you were still in love with me.

What's that supposed to mean?

Exactly what I said.

I feel it.

You never have any time for me,

and when you do,

then it's a quickie.

Not that that's bad or anything, but...

it's somehow...

just sex...

and it's like...

there's no love.

Feelings, okay, but...

not like...

not like when you're in love.

Then you try to make it last...

and...

now it's like...

y'know, just f***ing. I think it's...

We just f*** each other.

Are you cheating on me?

Don't laugh.

Look at me.

What else can I do but laugh?

Answer me.

I mean, that happens. Maybe...

you're not so hot for me anymore.

Maybe you want another woman.

Will you look at me please,

or can't you look me in the eye anymore?

Of course, I'm doing it, aren't I?

Hello, what's up?

Don't be mad but I don't want

to go out tonight.

Today's my only day off.

I've been working so much,

I have so many jobs right now.

I'm not wearing any makeup...

to give my skin a break

so it won't age so fast.

No, everything's fine...

Yeah, you can come over if you want,

but I might not be alone...

because a girlfriend

might come by.

Give me a call.

I'll be home all day anyway.

Kiss, ciao.

Oh hi.

I'm fine.

I'm just a little hoarse is all,

but I'm fine.

Work is good, real good.

I'm home today because I thought

I'd take the day off.

It's only a few castings,

and I'm not going.

Some sportswear, recently,

and I had a fashion show, last weekend.

Yes, with good photographers.

With serious ones, mama.

With serious photographers.

It's not like you always see on TV.

And if a photographer is

interested in you,

then it's usually mutual.

Mama, I don't want to talk about it now.

Because there's no point, I mean...

I don't do nude photos, and what if...

Look,

everyone who becomes famous has done it.

Why shouldn't I,

as long as it's still beautiful?

You don't always have to get upset!

Then don't let me in the

apartment anymore.

I already told you my career's

more important.

Look at me.

Fine, finish powdering her.

Stick your hip out a little.

Yeah, that's right, a little more...

Straighten your fingers.

Turn around.

360 degrees.

Okay, and now come toward me again,

straight, up front.

Look up.

Eyes here.

Head straight,

straight.

Put one hand on your stomach,

let the other fall...

put it behind you.

Look down. Turn you head

to the other side, a little more.

Turn it more,

and now look up and face me,

turn your chest out a little...

towards me,

chin a little higher.

What?

Chin a little higher.

Excellent.

Should I have my hair cut, maybe?

Maybe just a little.

That shortens the face.

You've got a longish face.

Close your mouth for a second.

Do you think I'll get more

work if I cut my hair?

Beats me,

it depends on the photographer.

Matter of taste and what's

in style at the moment.

Ready to roll.

I already asked Chris.

Do you think I should cut my hair?

I'd let it grow out.

But I have a narrow face...

But the longer your hair,

the more ways to style it.

Absolutely.

My hair's really thin...

And is blond good or what's

the trend right now?

Red or something?

Blond is always good.

Open your mouth,

loosen it up.

Here we go.

Excellent, chin a little higher,

great.

And now, look up again.

Film... reload...

It's going to be good. Perfect.

Should I smile more?

When I laugh, I look funny.

As simple as possible for now.

Then we'll do some expressive ones.

Turn your head toward me.

Look at me, please.

Drag on your cigarette.

Do you have gum in your mouth?

Spit it at me.

Really spit it?

Yeah, towards me.

Really aim at you?

Yeah, right here. Come on.

Does that turn you on?

Sometimes.

Excellent.

Great, open your mouth a little.

Perfect. More. Scream.

Start screaming.

A real scream!

A real one? For real?

Yeah, another one.

Excellent.

And another, come on.

Let loose.

Yeah, that's what I want.

A real scream.

You can see it.

Scream again?

Yeah, and stretch your hands toward me.

Stretch them more like this...

With my tongue sticking out?

Scream.

The way you scream. Scream at me.

I can't.

Yes you can.

Stay like that.

Excellent. Okay, out of film.

I'm going to reload.

Are you going out later? This evening?

Do you go out? I mean...

Depends when we get finished.

Where do you go? Dancing?

Or do you go have a beer?

No, maybe I'll go to Volksgarten.

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