Twogether

[silence]

[ethereal music ]

[gasping,

catching breath]

[man narrating]

If I could just keep going...

Step off this piece of earth...

and not stop until I got there.

We come out here...

It's country developed

this way!

It's the end of the line,

brother!

You can't go no

further than this!

You do...

One thing's for sure...

You gonna get wet!

[laughs]

[sirens blaring]

[man narrating]

It was one of those nights...

You know the kind,

when you can feel it

in your bones...

and the tingle in the palms

of your hands...

When you just

know somehow...

That you're gonna get lucky!

[horn honking,

tires squealing]

[woman]

You a**hole!

Hi, yeah...

Just hit the button on the

ground, she'll start right up.

Uh, say listen, uh...

I love this car...

Take very special care

of it for me, will ya?

Sure.

No dings.

[mumbles to herself,

engine starts up]

[man over speaker]

Greenscene...

seeks to radically change

the way people view

their existence.

To change, not just to think

about the spotted owl

or plastic trash bags,

but about God and the Earth.

Think about the world

as a living organism,

not a storehouse

of physical resources.

Think about creation as an

ongoing process,

not something that ended

after seven tumultuous days,

thousands of years ago.

Think about nature

as having rights, too.

And of those rights,

not coming from us.

And think about

and understand

that what we

are talking about,

what we are dealing

with here tonight,

is nothing less than the very

survival of this planet.

[classical music ]

[clears throat]

Can I have you?

What?!

Can i have your name?

Uh, trade you!

What?

You give me mine,

I give you yours.

Uh...

- What?

Uh...

Madler.

John Madler.

Oh, you're him!

I think so.

Um...

Allison McKenzie.

Oh, you're her.

- Yes.

Yes...here's your name tag.

Uh, you keep that.

I prefer anonymity.

Excuse me.

Certainly.

John, you're f***ing late!

There's so many people

here just dying to meet you.

I want you to know that I'm

f***ing pissed at you!

The Frazers,

the Frazers!

This is our John Madler.

Oh, your work is

extraordinary!

And to be completely honest,

I don't know why!

Perhaps dear,

complete honesty is not

absolutely necessary.

Oh, but I just love it!

The color, the balance,

the sense that something's

about to happen

off the frame...

Thank you.

We'll be seeing more of you!

Oh, you will, Tom.

You have my assurance

of that!

A martini with a twist.

And?

A beer.

- You got it!

Put it in a glass.

Don't drink from

the bottle here.

I'm not going to

f*** around with you.

I think you have talent and,

more importantly, can sell.

If we can find

something to spark it.

This auction, this fundraiser,

could be an important event

to execute that plan.

Introduce us to your artist,

Mr. Saffron.

Of course, Mrs. Norton.

Alicia Norton and

her granddaughter,

Beatrice Norton.

This is John Madler.

Do you think your work

is sexy, Mr. Madler?

No?

See, I told you it was your

imagination!

But I could be wrong.

I love what you do.

Well, we haven't seen

everything yet.

But we'll be back,

to get more insights into

your work, young man.

We need you

to be in her collection.

We do?

It could launch you, baby!

You know, I probably

shouldn't tell you this...

I'll suffer for it later.

But your work is brilliant.

It only takes one or two

to buy a painting and...

you're made.

I gotta hit the head.

Don't be long.

[sultry saxophone ]

What are you doing here?

Contributing my time.

Doing something worthwhile.

I'm a volunteer.

You know, when you do sex

like this, it's like playing

Russian roulette.

Sometimes you get lucky.

You make your luck.

Do you always let your dick

rule your life?

You're through!

Finished...it's over!

I don't care how f***ing

talented you are!

[Duran Duran's "Serious" ]

[thunderclap]

[music fades ]

I didn't know you smoked.

I don't.

Do you remember?

Kind of,

but I don't remember...

You feel okay?

Great!

Awful!

How did this happen?!

I don't know.

I can't believe it!

I mean, the last thing

that I need to do...

even, even want to do

is to get married.

You mean, "be married,"

'cause that's what you are,

you know, you're married!

I know, I read

the goddamn thing.

Maybe it's a joke.

[stammering]

Maybe it's not real.

Maybe we bought it in

one of those novelty shops.

Nah, we're married.

How can we be married?

I don't even remember

your last name.

I know yours, it's McKenzie.

It says it right here

in this goddamn

marriage certificate

right there, see?

McKenzie.

Okay.

Okay.

I got it.

It's simple, it's easy.

We made a mistake,

that's all.

I don't even think we had

that much to drink!

And we're two mature,

grownup adults

who can solve this problem.

Just like that.

[snaps fingers]

You mean, divorce?

Well, of course!

Isn't that what every mature,

grownup adult does when

they realize that their

marriage just doesn't

work, huh?

Yeah, but you don't have

to be so hard on it.

I mean, at least we

had fun, right?

It's more than most

people can say after

a "bad marriage."

Should be easy enough.

We get a lawyer,

sign papers...

Yeah.

It'll be like it never

happened, right?

What the f*** you

doing here, Arnie?

I own the f***ing

place, remember?

[clear throat]

What?

Lookit, John, look how

loose you look there.

You look good!

You look good.

Look at this one, huh?

She's a good one!

Come on, all of them!

- I like this one!

Look at her eyes!

She looks good!

That one too!

- What, this is for a little--

Come on, come on.

Everything nice on that one.

You're a sleazebag, Arnie.

Don't flatter me.

Try to do the porno

in the nude!

Thank God!

I told you...

I'm not here...

you don't come in.

That's the deal, okay?

Remember?

i told you the rent

is due on the first.

That's another deal

we made.

Oh, come on.

Just bring my plate!

You're getting technical

on me, Arnie!

Come on.

Call it whatever you want,

but I gotta get my money,

or you're gonna get

your ass outta here!

Come on, Arnie.

You can't go on living here

like a sultan, Johnny!

Living on the beach,

looking out

at the beautiful ocean,

scoring all the best ladies

on the shore,

and not expect to pay!

Come on now, Arnie.

Arnie...

Arnie, be reasonable, man!

What's the matter?

You got your arm around me.

So what?

I don't like it when you put

your arm around me.

Why not?

Because when you put

your arm around me,

you're usually trying

to manipulate me.

Come on, Arnie!

Take some paintings!

Yeah...

- Come on, man!

Art's what's happening, man!

There's big money in it!

Don't you read?!

- Yeah, I read!

Now, you got until tomorrow

to get my money

or you're out, okay?

Arnie!

Let me stay until

you tear the place down.

No!

It's not gonna be

the same, man.

Thank God!

Hi ladies.

Hi, Jemia!

[indistinct]

[whispering]

John, what are you

doing here?

Browsing, David.

Just looking around.

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