Two Girls and a Guy Page #2
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- 1997
- 84 min
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life became more complicated.
He decided consciously to take a
shot with two girls at the same time.
He wanted a girlfriend.
He wanted to fill the void.
So he figured ifone of us didn't
work out, then the other might.
What he didn't count on was
that both of us would work out.
But we did.
Until now.
When it's gonna be
neither.
But you don't think he was looking
to have two permanently, do you,
like those-those
what-do-you-call-its?
Bigamists? No, no,
no. Those ones in Utah.
Mormons?
Yes. Mormons.
Do you think he's a
Mormon? He's no Mormon.
Well, he sure is a
cocksucker.
No, I think that was
our function.
Oh, you did that with him? What?
You gave him head?
Why? Does that shockyou?
No. It'sjust that... You know
what he used to tell me?
What do I mean, "used to"? He
said it on the phone last night.
He said he couldn't even get a hard-on
for any other girl besides me...
no matter how good she was
or what she did.
And you believed him. I believed
him. Isn't that pathetic?
I'm as pathetic as that
a**hole on the street.
Would you have believed
him? Not "would have". Did.
He said the same things
to you? Word for word.
And that that was why he
It wasn't that it was a matter
ofchoice... It was phallic incapacity.
He knew he would be impotent
Because I owned his dick.
It didn't belong to him.
It was attached to him...
But it belonged to me.
Huge and hard and thick and long
and perpendicular to the earth.
Not to the floor, but to the earth,
and filled with oceans ofcome.
Oceans ofcome. Oh, my God, I
am gonna f***ing cut it off.
I am gonna slice it off, sliver by
sliver, with an electric meat slicer.
That's what
I'm gonna do.
That motherf***er.
You said it.
What? That's what he
is... a motherf***er.
You think he did it with
his mother? Not literally.
I just think his relationship with his
mother is more complicated than he admits to.
Definitely. Who else has framed photographs
oftheir mother all over their apartment?
The way that he used her.
Like when he was
little. No father around.
"Mother and I went to Florida"
"Mother and I went to Atlantic City"
"Mom and I had this argument
over me having a ponytail"
Right. And the way
that he used herwith us.
No, not with me. I never met
her. I never met her either.
The way that he used her... saying he
was spending the night at her house...
because she was sick.
You don't think she was sick? Who knows?
All we knew was not to call because
the ringing sound would frighten her.
Exactly. Just leave a message on the
voice mail ifanything urgent came up.
Four nights a week. Those are the
nights he must've been with you.
No. I was always three. Never
four. You must've been four.
No, I was three also.
Well, do you think
there's a third?
Or one night ofcruising...
recruitment for the future.
Can you believe
we fell for this?
You only suspect it when
you're doing it yourself.
Interesting.
But you weren't f***ing
around on him, were you? No.
No, neither was I, but...
but I could have.
I had plenty ofchances. Like that
guy in the street in the white suit?
Oh, much better than him.
I know that. I wasjust...
I was being facetious. Right.
But you must've had
a million chances.
I mean, you're beautiful,
Carla. No, I'm not.
Yes, you are. Let me askyou something.
Oh, wait. He's here. Okay.
# Dei Patris
Amen #
# In gloria Dei... #
Ooh.
# Dei Patri
Amen #
# Dei Patri
Amen #
Mommy, it's me.
I'm back.
A little trouble getting back from the
airport, but the plane got in on time.
And I love you.
Hope you're doing well.
Call me soon as you
get this. Bye.
# Cum Sancto
Spiritu #
# Dei Patris
Amen #
# Cum Sancto #
Carla. It's Blake.
I just got back in town,
and I am prepared...
to perforate your every orifice
with my tongue.
I've missed you wildly.
I am, uh...
I am... I'm hot
and I gotta see you. Bye.
Hi. Is Lou there?
All right, well,
just tell her that, uh,
Blake... is back.
Thank you.
# Cum Sancto
Spiritu #
# Dei Patris, Amen ##
# Mark #
It's Blake.
What is it, like,
4:
30 there? Get up.So what happened with
thisjob? Did I get it?
No? Why, too talented,
as usual?
What are you...
What-What's going on?
There's all these blowhards
working. I can't get a job.
So what else?
You, uh... What about,
like, anything?
What else? Tell...
Really? Wow.
That's in the Catskills, huh?
God, you know, I know a lot of-
No, actually, I don't know anyone
who's made it in the Catskills.
What's...
What are they paying me?
Wow. Yeah, that'll cover
the dry cleaning.
What about, like,
a TV spot or something...
I can't even believe
we're discussing thisjob.
This is ridiculous. It's like you
don't know who you're dealing with here.
And... Have you been drinking
quite a bit again?
I'm sor... I'm just kidding.
I'm just a little...
Hold on. Let me think
about it for a second.
## # Call
# Bend over and then squeal
like the pig that you are #
# For offering me
thisjob ##
Uh, no, I'll take it.
When do I start?
Okay.
Okay. Thanks, man.
Okay. Bye.
Nobody recognizes
talent in this town... anymore.
Hi. Yes.
Live from La Paz,
it is Blanco Alegre.
# You give your hand
to me #
# And then you say hello #
# And anyone can tell #
# You
think you know me well #
# No, you don't know #
# Me #
# No, you don't
know the one #
# Who dreams ofyou
at night #
# Afraid and shy #
# Honey
I let my chance go by #
# And the chance
#Too #
# Ooh #
# You give your hand to me #
# And then you say good-bye #
Mmm-bop!
# I watch you walk away #
# To never, never know #
# One who loves you so #
# No, you don't know #
#Me ##
Uh, I... Huh.
What a surprising way
to see you.
I wasjust... 'Cause...
My God, I wasjust thinking,
"When am I gonna see her?"
And, uh, here you are.
How did you get in?
Magic.
Huh.
What did you, uh...
Super let you in?
You look great.
That's, uh...
F***. Okay.
You know what's so great? I mean, I could
not have orchestrated this any better.
This is a rare opportunity. You get to
see how I'm behaving when you're not here.
What did I do? I came in.
I call you.
First thing I do is I tell you
I love you, I miss you,
I wanna lick you,
I can't wait to see you.
I get up. I'm inspired. I'm
thinking I know I'm gonna see you.
I sit down, I...
I play, I sing.
How the f***
did you get in here?
Wow. You've never looked
this phenomenal.
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