This Girl's Life Page #8

life you're starting to feel.

You're starting to let

someone in.

It's all right.

I'm sorry.

I, uh...

Sh. Don't say anything, Moon.

It's okay.

You should... You're letting me in.

L-I can see that now.

Y-You've got all these...

f***ing walls up, and you're

so impenetrable, and...

and it's scary.

Look. I just...

I don't, I don't...

Moon, Moon, please don't go.

Why don't you stay here?

No. You know what? I'm gonna

come back. Uh, I'm gonna...

- What do you have to think about?

- I have to...

Could this be any more real?

Right here.

You're gonna run away

from this?

Uh, I gotta go.

I don't know what I'm doing.

I don't know what I'm doing

with my life. I don't know.

I'm not goin' anywhere.

I'm here.

Pops?

Pops?

Pops?

Pops.

Pops?

Pops? Po... Pops?

Sh*t, Pops.

Hey you guys?

- Have you seen an old man

walking around?

- No.

Look, Officer. He likes to get

dressed-up when we go out.

Maybe he was wearing

his blue suit. I don't know.

Yes.

Okay. Yes. I understand.

Yes. Thank you.

Police. Open up.

- What?

- Pops.

Is this your father?

- Yes. It's my dad.

- Please step back.

- Um um um...

- Sir, just stand right here.

- Officer...

- Ma'am,

stand back and listen.

- Sir, please.

- What?

Somebody called, thought

he was a pervert.

No.

He was goin' up to people

sayin' "kiss her."

- Kiska.

- He was...

He couldn't remember

where he lived,

- Officer, listen.

- Couldn't remember his name.

I live here. I'm goin' in.

He was saying Kiska.

It's what he called my mom.

It means "kitten" in Russian.

He had a breakdown after

my mother died.

I understand.

If you're gonna take care of him,

take care of him, before

something serious happens.

- I'm not sure I like your tone of voice.

- Absolutely.

I could kick your ass.

- Here are his clothes.

- Thank you.

- Take him inside.

- He probably hasn't eaten yet. Thank you.

Do you know how worried I was?

- Give me a hug. Come here.

- I'm gonna go to bed now.

A man can't walk around without

gettin' arrested anymore.

I'm goin' to bed. Good night.

Hello?

Hi, Moon.

Hi, Mr. Aronson.

Getting a little concerned

around here.

Haven't seen you in a while.

Have you, uh...

signed that contract yet?

No, not yet. No. I've, um...

Is it the money?

If that's a problem, I mean,

just let me know.

No. Nothing's wrong.

I've just, uh...

Why don't you come in?

We can talk about it. Huh?

Got wonderful ideas for you.

Yeah, sure. I'll come in.

Yeah. I promise.

Okay.

Love you, Moon. Bye, now.

Turn around, girls.

How old are you?

Eighteen.

Let me see your I.D.

Where'd you get this made?

Kinko's?

How old are you really?

Sixteen.

I can't have you doing

intercourse. That's illegal.

I mean, believe it or not, uh,

I have principles.

I might be able to... you know,

put you in the Web House,

and you could play with yourself

occasionally and... give oral.

Do you like giving head?

Why do you wanna do this?

She... She wants to be

on the internet. You know?

Um... be famous.

Yeah.

- Like in The Real World.

- Uh-huh.

- Like in The Real World.

Yeah.

Will I get paid?

Ladies,

the Muhammad Ali of porn.

The James Joyce.

The Rolls Royce.

Can I talk to you?

Today, everybody wants to talk.

Ladies, would you wait outside

for a minute?

So?

Have you come to sign the contract?

You know I want the best for you.

And we know there's

only one Moon.

So...

Remember... five years ago?

You were sitting there just

like those girls.

Go ahead. Smoke.

And look at you now.

You're a superstar.

With us behind you...

your star's only gonna get

better and bigger.

I mean, you'll become a galaxy.

That's not what I want.

I want to be on my own.

Your... Your own?

But you're...

You're part of a family here.

I mean, you need to...

I don't need.

It's my body.

Oh, Moon.

You're like a daughter to me.

You... came in here

a little girl.

Now you're a woman.

That's just it.

I'm a woman now.

Moon...

You take care of yourself.

Moon, I got a dream.

The... The internet.

It's private and raw.

I'm gonna create internet

sex houses

where guys and girls

are filmed day and night

having sex, taking showers,

on the toilet, everything.

Bring out the voyeur in all of us.

Web cameras everywhere.

And you, Moon,

if you want it,

you're going to be my internet

sex star.

My superstar.

- I knew I recognized you

from somewhere.

- Jesus.

You what? You didn't think

that I was gonna track you down?

- Look, I...

- Huh? You didn't think...

Huh?

Where the f*** are you goin'?

You think I wouldn't

track you down?

Huh? You had to tell her. Huh?

You had to f***in' go and

tell her.

- I couldn't lie to her.

- You couldn't lie?

You couldn't... You couldn't lie?

You couldn't lie?

You f*** men for money,

and you couldn't lie? Huh?

- I quit.

- No. You don't quit.

- Yes, I...

- You didn't f***in' quit.

You don't quit until I tell you.

I don't have anything.

You know what you did to me?

You know what you did

to my f***in' family?

I got nothin' now.

You're gonna make it better

for me.

You're gonna make

this sh*t better.

You're gonna fix this sh*t.

F*** you.

Wait!

Ah!

You f***in' owe me.

No!

Don't you resist me.

I'll break your f***in' face.

You f***ed me.

And I'm gonna f*** you.

You owe me.

You wanna f***in' fight me?

What are you gonna do?

What are you gonna do? Huh?

Yeah!

I know all about you and your

cripple father.

I saw him through the window.

Yeah.

You wanna learn what it's

like to lose somebody? Huh?

You wanna learn about that sh*t?

Huh?

Huh? Huh?

You still wanna fight me?

No.

No.

Uh! Oh! Ah! Oh!

Oh!

Ah!

Uh.

F***.

I'm not looking for

any more answers.

I'm not looking for any more truth.

The truth is, I don't know

what I'm looking for.

But you know what?

I'm not gonna wait until I die

to find out if there's

reincarnation.

We can reincarnate while we live.

Right?

Hey. Jump in.

How you doin'?

I'm okay.

Done by (c) dCd / June 2007

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