Rosy Page #4

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Well, it's...

Well, I'd rather have her.

You know...

I do believe that

you're a good guy.

I am.

I'm glad we're doing this.

What do we do next?

Mm. Well...

Next you would f*** me.

And then over the next few

weeks, you would f*** me again,

and then you'd get bored,

or you wouldn't want

to get serious,

so you would just

start easing out.

I'm never gonna

lose interest in you.

( "THE NIGHT:
NIGHTS

IN WHITE SATIN" PLAYING )

Nights in white satin

Never reaching the end

Letters I've written

Never meaning to send

Come on.

Uh, I don't know

how to dance.

It's time to learn.

With these eyes before

Just what the truth is

I can't say anymore

'Cause I love you

Yes, I love you

Oh, how I love you

Gazing at people

Some hand in hand

I feel stupid.

I feel really stupid.

Just enjoy yourself.

You've got me

in your arms.

Some try to tell me

Thoughts they cannot defend

Just what you want to be

You will be in the end

And I love you

Yes, I love you

Take your clothes off.

Is this okay?

Yes.

Now kiss me.

Touch your tongue to mine.

(BOTH MOANING)

(MOANING)

ROSY:
Doug...

DOUG:
Yeah?

I have to tell you

something.

JAMES:
So what's it like

being a hooker?

Uh, I'm not a hooker.

JAMES:
What do you

consider yourself?

Um...

I...

Rosy...

You have a flyaway.

There you go.

What do you

consider yourself?

I'm more of a hostess,

I guess.

You can pay me

for my company,

or you don't have to

pay me at all,

but I appreciate

the encouragement.

You could pay for

a class or something

if you believe in me.

And if you don't like me walking home

alone at night, you can buy me a car.

JAMES:

Sounds like a hooker to me.

Is it, though?

Because I'm not necessarily

gong to sleep with a person.

Not unless they make it

worth your while?

No.

I only go out with the men

I want to go out with,

and I only sleep with

the men I want to sleep with,

whether or not

they're giving me gifts.

What's the most you made

in one night?

Ten grand.

(JAMES EXCLAIMS)

Really?

Wow! What did you have to do

to deserve that?

(SCOFFS) Okay.

I don't wanna do this

anymore.

Rosy, take a seat.

You wanted to do this.

Let's do it.

Please.

All I want is to be with you.

Rosy...

- Come on.

- Why not?

I pay you.

What I like about this

is that we don't have to worry

about what it's gonna become.

But you left your wife

for me.

I'm sorry.

That didn't have anything

to do with us.

I can't take you home

to meet my daughter.

Do you understand me?

No.

Look...

(DOOR SHUTS)

Why do you do it?

Because I can.

Right now, everything

is open to you,

but you're not

choosing anything.

You're just waiting

to be chosen.

As an actress,

as whatever else

that you're out there doing.

Okay.

I'm leaving.

JAMES:
Rosy, wait.

I don't think we should

see each other anymore.

(SOBBING) No.

Just before you go,

put these on.

I don't need them.

They make me feel better.

We've taken

a huge step forward.

Me putting those on would

just be going backwards.

Please.

Why didn't you ask me out

in the first place?

DOUG:
You would have never

given me a chance.

ROSY:
Mm.

What's wrong?

You're being weird.

Are you upset

about what I told you?

DOUG:
No.

What's wrong, then?

What are other men like?

What did they make

you do?

(ROSY SIGHS)

Did anyone ever hurt you?

(ROSY GROANS)

ROSY:
Look,

it's in the past.

You are upset.

It's not the easiest thing

to swallow.

You must have been going

through some pretty hard stuff

to go through

something like that.

I don't know. I just...

It's a lot for me to process

right now.

(GRUNTS)

F*** you!

- (PANTING)

- DOUG:
Rosy!

DOUG:
Damn it, Rosy!

Get the f*** back here!

(ROSY EXCLAIMS)

Ow!

(GRUNTING AND PANTING)

(VEHICLE APPROACHING)

Wait! Wait!

Please!

Help!

No!

(PANTING)

Help!

(DOG BARKING)

(WHIMPERING AND PANTING)

(PANTING)

(MOTOR WHIRRING)

Help!

Help! Help!

- No!

- Shh!

(ROSY SOBBING)

I trusted you.

No, you didn't.

WAITER:
Flat or sparkling?

Sparkling, please.

You look fetching.

You know that guy?

Who?

The guy right over there

who you just looked at.

I, uh, I don't know

what you're talking about.

Oh, so that's a yes.

Here's the menus

for you.

- Thank you.

- Here you go, miss.

Thank you.

- ROSY:
Oh! Oh!

- Whoa! Whoa!

(GLASS SHATTERS)

Are you f***ing kidding me?

- WAITER:
I'm sorry.

- ROSY:
It's fine.

Don't worry.

Accidents happen, and...

You know what? I love the

sound of breaking glass.

WAITER:
I'll get someone

to clean that up.

I also like the sound

of breaking glass.

What the f*** does that mean?

WAITER:
I'm so sorry.

Just get some stuff

to clean this up, please.

What's wrong?

Can I take you

somewhere else?

This place is ridiculous.

Why? I like this place.

You're just jealous

that my ex is here.

An ex isn't the same thing

as a client.

He wasn't my client.

He's my ex.

Why did you pretend

not to know him?

Because I knew that

you would be upset.

Great.

An escort and an actress.

Hey!

JAMES:
Either I'm paranoid

or I'm right.

ROSY:
Now you look jealous.

That just means

that you care.

No, I'm not jealous.

And there's nothing

to talk about. It's fine.

- Really?

- Really.

It's fine?

Fine.

What's his name?

Peter.

Why don't we invite Peter over

here to join us for dinner?

ROSY:
Stop.

JAMES:
If he's not a client,

then what's the big deal?

ROSY:
Why are you always

being so horrible to me?

He's your friend.

You guys should talk.

- Catch up.

- No. No.

- Peter?

- Seriously?

Peter. Look, I didn't realize

you were a good pal of Rosy's,

and why don't you come over

here and join us for a drink?

You should be ashamed

of yourself.

I'm really sorry.

(ROSY SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)

Please! I didn't mean to.

I didn't mean to do this.

I didn't mean to.

I'm sorry!

I'm so sorry. Please.

(SOBBING)

You really did clip yourself.

I think you should wait a while

before you go back to chopping wood.

DOUG:
Is there any way I could take

off a few more dinner services?

I don't have time for people

who don't take work seriously.

I just don't feel like this

is what I wanna keep doing,

and when you hired me, you said that

you'd work me up to being a cook.

Yeah. Well, considering how things have

been going for the past couple of months,

that's pretty rich.

Sir, I think I quit.

Doug.

Doug.

Doug.

I can explain everything.

Look at me, Doug.

(MOANS SOFTLY)

(WHIMPERS)

(COUGHING)

(BREATHES RASPILY)

(COUGHING)

(STRAINED BREATHING)

Oi!

I'm here! You can't

ignore me forever!

I'm gonna scream

all day long!

F***!

F*** you! F***!

(GROWLING)

Come on!

Why don't you grow

some balls for once!

You're gonna listen to me!

You motherfucking arsehole!

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

(MUTTERING INDISTINCTLY)

(SPITS)

(DOOR OPENING)

Who were you

talking to?

Oh. I... (WHIMPERING)

All right. Let me see your hand.

Let me see your hand.

(STRAINED BREATHING)

Please. Please help me. I have a fever.

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