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[thunder rumbles] [horse whinnies] [rain pattering] [dog barks faintly] - you gonna do that all night? - as long as it takes. - they're gonna hang usfirst thing tomorrow. - it's not tomorrow yet. - you mean you still thinkthe real robbers
might come forward? that's a one-in-a-millionchance, sister. - well, that's still one chance. [metal clangs] [footsteps] - you ladies can't sleep,or what? - capitan. you got to listen to me. we didn't steal them cows.
it was billy ray and his posse. - that's what you say. - 'cause it's true. she's never done a bad thingher whole life. she--she's never liedor drank or smoked. - what else have you never done? - i've never been to the rodeo. - what else? - i've never goneskinny-dippin'.
- [exhales]oh. think harder. - he wants you to sayyou've never been with a man. - i won't!- good girl. - 'cause it ain't true. - but i thoughtyou were a virgin. - are you kidding me? i grew up on a ranchwith six brothers. you get in here,and i'll prove it.
- i guess i can't denya prisoner her last wish. [door creaks] - hmm. - what about me? nuns have last wishes too. - sorry, sister. you gave yourself to jesus. - true. but now he never calls.
lose everything exceptthe boots, captain, because tonight we accommodate every single oneof your perversions. [cell phone rings] mm. oh, shit. that's me.sorry. - maybe it's jesus calling. [ringing continues]
- so anyway,like i was telling you before... - hello. - hi, this is latishafrom dr. greenspan's office. am i catching youat a bad time? - no, no, no, latisha. uh, tell me. - your blood tests are done, and the doctor would likea word with you. - well, put him on.
- you need to comeinto the office so he can tell you in person. - i see. [engine turns over] [tires squeal] [crunching sound] now what? holly. w-what are you doing sneakingup behind my car like that?
- no, it's nothing. it's--uh, it's nothing.i am--i'm fine. - come over here. you sure you're okay? i think maybe you havea concussion. - n-n-no, i always takemy contacts out before sex, so... but, hey, why are you leaving? - it's just, uh, i...
i can't talk about it. i... - i was just reallylooking forward to eating your pussy. - that's sweet,but i got to run. - but i've been practicing. you know,i've gotten way better. - good to hear. careful with the car now.
[car chimes] - that's as straight as it gets. - i'm pregnant. - it happens. - nothing elseyou need to tell me? - congratulations. - you sure? - plain as day. and don't drink or smoke.
take good care of yourself. - that's it?you swear? - you may want to stayin the shade. it's a scorcher out today. - how can i be pregnant? - are you a virgin? - no. - then you can be pregnant. - [crying]
[phone beeping] - nick, uh,it's elektra. we need to talk. [laughs nervously] uh, will you call me back,please? it's--it's really important. all right. bye. [whimpers]
[sobbing] - honey. ah, you're breaking up. i can't-- well, i only sound confusedbecause i find it confusing. that's ridiculous. if she doesn't want to go,why insist on her going? then who's fightingthe losing battle here? uh-huh, right.
right. but every daughterhas a strained relationship with her mother. yes, they do. look at us with mom. ugggh. okay. you know what?your funeral. she's gonna be in therapyabout this for years.
guaranteed. different therapist,that's all. honey, i know you're sayingsomething really mean to me right now,but i just can't hear you. you're breaking up. i can't hear-- call--call--just call me back. call me back. [phone beeps]
do i always have to havethe last word? i don't think so. do you, on the other hand, always make everythingabout yourself? no doubt about it. [peeing] [toilet flushes] [door shuts] - [sighs]
uh. [scoffs] [elevator dings] - i'm stepping into an elevator,so i might lose you. - hello?doris? do? it's hard to believeyour aunt and i came out of the same womb. you're not listeningto a word i'm saying, are you, charlotte?
- ten years ago,it was a privilege to have one. now it's a privilegenot to, huh? [rumbling and screeching] [buzzer buzzing] you're kidding. [rock music] ♪ ♪ [doorbell rings] - hi.- hi, travis.
- hi, mr. mcpherson. - you know where to go.she'll be right with you. - i'll be back in an hour. - okeydokey.- all right. - i read your story. - you didn't like it. - i did. you're a very promising writer. your vocabularyis very impressive.
- but? - no but. - you didn't find it too...dark? - [screaming] - wasn't that the whole point? - i guess. - i mean, you can see why your mom would be worriedabout it, can't you? - if she read anything otherthan self-help books,
she might not have beenthat shocked. - did she actually usethat word? - she's worriedabout the witch thing. - yeah. so let's talk about that. you think you're a witch? - i'm not technically a witch,but my grandmother was, so i thinki inherited some of it. - like what?- like...
i can see ghosts. - give me an example. - you mind if i smoke? - go ahead. - addy feels really guilty about sendingcaterpillar girl away, because i was at summer camp when she hadthe house exorcised. - your mom had the houseexorcised?
- she hired this spiritualist to come and "cleanse the vibes"or whatever, and caterpillar girlfreaked out and left. - and who isthis caterpillar girl? - my friend. she was a ghost. is a ghost. wherever she is. she died 20 years ago.
this freak accidentat rockerland. she fell off this roller coastercalled the caterpillar. her family sued the park,and they shut it down. you can look it up. - and she lived in your house? - my room was her room. - and you're sure she's a ghostand not an imaginary friend? - apples and oranges. i really miss her.
- what's the differencebetween a ghost and an imaginary friend? - imaginary friendsyou just make up. you tell them what to do. you can't do that with a ghost. they show up, leave,get bored, annoy you, make you laugh. - how do they annoy you? - they move stuff around.
and they pull on your feetwhen you sleep and put your socksin the fishbowl. - what's that chainyou always wear? - it--it's spanish. it's what i useto hypnotize people. sometimes i see things, stuff that's not the wayit should be. but if i tell people about it,they freak out. if i use this,
they tell themselvesthey're under my spell so that they can acceptwhat i say. - you want me to hypnotize you? - let's give it a try. - you're addy--my mom's therapist. - now i'm your therapist too,right? - all right. look straight into the amulet and try not to thinkabout anything else.
do you trust me? - mm-hmm.yep. - okay. i want you to get up and walk intoyour husband's office. did you hear me? but you won't do it. - sorry. this isn't working.
- that's what you think. - why do you want me to gointo my husband's office? - it's not that i want you to. i just... i think you're so caught upin saying what you thinkpeople need to hear that you can't see what'sright in front of your face. - and what would that be? - your husband...
and my mom having an affair. - now, why would you saya thing like that? - this is a big deal for her. she's never done anythinglike this before. - stop it. - she's followingyour own advice of acting irresponsibleand letting loose for once in her life. - your mom tells youwhat we discuss in her sessions?
- i read her diary. please don't be mad at me. - why are you doing this? - i don't wantto be doing anything, but it's the truth. she drops me offthen parks down the block and spends 50 minuteswith mr. mcpherson. you're basically the world'smost overqualified babysitter. - i need to use the restroom.
i'll be right back. - i'm so sorry, maxine. - hey, honey. - hey, what's up? - nothing. you? - i was just on my wayto the bathroom and thought i'd stop byand say hi. - oh, okay.
well, hi. - [laughs] we still on for dinner tonight? - you bet. - jesus fucking paul and mary. - it's okay.nothing happened. - what are you, fucking high?she knows. - she doesn't know.nothing happened. - nothing happened?
- did you make the reservations,or was i supposed to? - oh, i'll take care of it. - you're on the other sideof this door, aren't you, addy? please don't make me ask again. - honey, let me explain. - who are you supposed to be? - bambi, it's me, holly. i mean what are you wearing? - i was at the gymwhen you called,
but i brought a changeof clothing. - okay, i'll tell him to wait. there's a bathroom upstairs. - what does this guy do? - he's a retired movie producer. - wait, how old? - not too old.don't worry. he made a bunch of moneyselling stocks. - jeez, how many stocksdid he sell?
- never mind that. go wash up,and don't touch anything. - i won't. - he wants to mix it up,so i told him my little sisteris a real peach. - oh, i bet he liked that. - he loved that.men and peaches. so you get him started,then i'll come in and join you. - okay, i got it.he wants a sister act.
- bells, whistles.- the whole nine yards. - i told him we've joinedeach other in bed before but never actually daredto do anything incestuous. - and what did he say? - he wonderedif we'd be open to it. - so he's not a cop? - how do you mean? - mentioningthe whole incest thing proves he's not a cop.
- of course he's not a cop. he's a regular customer of mine. - okay, sorry. go on.then what did he say? - so i said,"under the right circumstances, with the right guy,"wink, wink. well, if... - what?- well, okay--no, no. - no what?
- what if he wants details? - details? - about us growing up. - give him details. - make them up? - but keep it simple. he's a regular customer. - simple.got it. - don't bend over backwards.
- don't bend overbackwards? - with some tale. don't bend over backwardswith some tale i'll have to rememberevery time. - got it.i thought you meant literally. - you're overthinking this. - i know.sometimes i do that. my brain just... - i know.that's why i'm telling you.
- it only happenswhen i get nervous. - what are you nervous about? - i don't know,i'm-- i'm not.nothing. - you're not stillbeating yourself up over the pussy-eating? - no.- good. 'cause this is me, babe.don't sweat it. - i am good to go.i swear.
- you are a sexual volcano. that's why i called you. - hmm, i appreciate that,and i won't let you down. i'm just a little sore. - you shot today? - yeah, just one scenebut, still, jimmy cajones. - oh, you poor thing. - he's not that bad. - yeah, if you got all day.
- oh, and he makes those faces. - and the coffee breath.- oh, there's that. - and then you went to the gym? - i still got four more poundsto go. - where?you look great. - thanks. well, lionel's 20 minutes tops. in and out.nobody gets hurt. - great.what's his name?
- lionel. - is he black?- no. - it's not a problem if he is. i just never meta white lionel before. - he's white-ish. but don't call him lionel. i call him lionel, but he wantsyou to call him patron. - like the tequila. - it means "boss" in spanish.
- patron. okay. anything else i should know? - he likes it up the butt. - whose butt? - mine.whose butt are we talking about? - i don't know.i thought maybe his. - how is he gonna stick his dickup his own butt? - right. i just thought maybe--
- you know how they say,"it's not rocket science"? that would be rocket science. - he pays you extra for it,i hope. - a lot extra.- not enough for me. - my, my. aren't you the elegantdick licker all of a sudden? - some things are off-limitsis all. - not with george katzit wasn't. - that was a matterof birth control.
- you were being responsible. - it always comes backto george. - i was just talking. - you know, a human personcan only apologize so much. - is that a fact? - you know, if he's so crazyabout you, how come he asked meto give him a blowjob every time you left the room? - you could have said no.
- i was in an awkward position. i mean, the way he looked at me, it was just differentthan other guys. - different? - yeah, like every time he camein the room, i could feel himmentally undressing me with his eyes. - holly, we were workingin a strip club. - it's hard to explain.
- so i gather. - that was what,two, three years ago? if you still love him, call him. - he's in prison. - then why are westill discussing this? - look, forget i brought it up. - i mean, do you wantto spend every weekend talking throughthe glass phone thingy? [glass shatters]
- what the fuck was that? - it soundedlike glass breaking. [indistinct male voices] now it sounds like men's voices.- shh. - i don't have it. - you don't have it?gee, i never heard that before. you heard that one before, rico? [indistinct yelling] when you borrow somethingand refuse to pay back...
- please don't hurt me! - hurt you? we're not gonna hurt you, marco. we're gonna smashyour fucking head in. [car alarm chirps] - ow! ow.- come on. we don't have time for this. - oh, my god.
i didn't even see her.- it's nothing, really. - is she gonna be all right?- she's fine. this happens to herall the time. - really?- yeah, really. she's blind as a bat. - but she needs a hospital.- oh, don't be silly. maybe you can just drop usdown the block. - down the block? - yeah, wherever you're going.we're easy.
- i'm--i'm going to a bar. - great idea. - maxine, wait.let me explain. - ♪ i found i wasn't to blame ♪ [jet engine roars] ♪ i discoveredthat it had to be you ♪ - will your wife be wantinganything else? - she's not my wife,and you know it. - i don't know it.how would i know that?
- you play innocentremarkably well. are you an actress? - does it look likei'm an actress? - oh, yes, it looks likeyou're an actress. i thought maybeyou were doing research for a partplaying a flight attendant. now, i watch mostly old filmson tour, and you could bea ridiculously famous movie star and i just wouldn't--i wouldn't have the faintest.
- i'm flattered, but i'm not. - well, look, look, look. sit, sit, sit, sit, sit. i want to say something. now, let me tell you something. - [clears throat] - i would very much liketo carry on floating with you after we land. and i would like for youto come along to my hotel
and maybe drop some ecstasyand just be. - is that right? - yeah, i'm just so sickof this army of blank-eyed zombiesall around me. do you know? and i feel that perhapsyou are as well, am i right? well, you know whati'm talking about, right? i mean, they're out to stealour air, our soul, our music. and they will stop at nothing.
see, the thing is,they have no substance. they're made of dustand numbers. their hearts are nothingbut cheap little calculators that just keep pumping outreceipts. do you know what i'm saying? so what do you say? - uh... uh, i... [laughs]
i don't know. i have to get back to work. - what?are you blushing? that's fucking sexy. - ah.[laughs] - and how is prince charmingdoing? - i'm pretty surehe's on something. - pretty sure? the band left him behind.
the manager's escorting himbecause they don't trust he'll get to his showon his own. - it says all thatin your paperback? - i looked it up onlineduring takeoff. - i think he's very nice. - every rattlesnakehas its charms. - am i detecting just a whiffof jealousy here? could it be because rock godnick chapel is paying more attention to methan he is to you?
- [chuckles] i'm just looking outfor my girl... and her fiance. - oh, that is low.even for you. - low? who was sticking her assin the drummer boy's face pretending the movie screenwas stuck? - and who'd i learn that from? - oh, when i do it,
it's a masterpiece of subtlety. - [laughs]no. this is you. [moaning] [laughter] - that's kind of hot,admit it. but i have a little more junkin my trunk. - even a little morethan you'd like these days... - ah.
- and that's why you're beingall mother superior. - oh, you're such a whore. - besides... even if something happened,and that's a mighty big if, benjamin would never find out. and even if he did,he might understand. - couples give each otherfree passes for certain celebrities. - and you guys do that?- no.
but nick chapel would beon the list. - so ethically and morally,you're all set. i mean, it would almost beirresponsible of you not to fuck him. - the guy wrote welcomed by a kiss. how many drummers wrotetheir band's best song? - don henley, phil collins,gil moore. - who the hell is gil moore? - he split songwriting dutieswith rik emmett in triumph.
- who the hell is triumph? - who the hell is tri-- fight the good fight, when the lights go down. magic power. ♪ i'm young, i'm wild,and i'm free ♪ ♪ i got the magic powerof the-- ♪ - uh, pardon me, ladies. i just need to use the lavatory. [coughs]
- gosh. - nice. what do you think? - i think if you're asking mewhat i think, you've already made upyour mind. - does it make me a bad person? - who am i to judge? - [exhales] - you done this before?
- mm-mm. never. - are you sure? - i'm sure, are you?- no, never. - oh, look,you're blushing again. - once before. - what, with a passenger? - oh, god, no.pilot. - while he was flying the plane? - [laughs]there was a copilot too.
- what, you did both? - i mean the copilotwas flying the plane while i was with the pilot. - all right, look. full disclosure here?- yeah. - it's my second time.- yeah? - yeah, we're flyingcommercial here. i mean, we're not countingprivate, are we? - you're the one counting.
- look. i feel the need to tell you that i've recently been datinga porn star, okay? her name is elektra luxx. - oh, you--you don't needto tell me that. - no? you may have seenthe sex video that got leaked. - um... - well, it's a delicate matterbecause some women, they--they get intimidatedbecause they're trying
to measure up, you know?- yeah. - no, i need for you to knowthat with you... it's not the sex i'm after. not that i was into elektra for that exclusively either,you understand? - mm-hmm. but with you, you see, i'm turned on by talent, by people who are the bestat what they do.
and i look at you, and i say,"oh, she's the best." and i can tellin the blink of an eye. but with her,look, elektra, she's-- as much as i applaud the factshe can pin both ankles behind her earswhile she orgasms, it's just always felt likeemotional quicksand, you know? but with you... i can feel your organic essence,you know, your animal core. i mean, that's what your namemeans, right, cora?
it's like the core,the center. the heart of the orchard.- that's right. [rumbling] ding! - sorry, folks, we caughta sliver of that storm i mentioned earlier. it should go backto smooth sailing in just a moment or so. so if you could kindly returnto your seat
and fasten your seat belt. - oh! [knocking] - cora? guys. [door unlatches] - oh, my god, maggie. - what? - i think he's dead.
[dull thud] - he was giving me oral,and then he bumped his head, and it soundedlike something broke, and i can't wake him. is he not breathing? - i can't tell. but i can tell youwhere all the blood went. - oh, maggie,you got to help me. i am so fucked.- okay.
i'm gonna go see if there'sa doctor on the plane. put his clothes back onand pull yourself together. - how am i gonna explain this? - listen to me carefully. he was in the lavatory. the captain madehis announcement. we knocked on the door. he didn't respond, so we wereforced to open the door. he collapsed on his own,possibly a drug overdose.
- with a raging hard-on? - try to seeif you can bring it down. - what?how? maggie. shit. oh. down, boy. down. what a waste.
[bell ringing] - is anybody out there? can anybody hear us? we're trapped in the elevator! anyone! can anyone hear us? - someone turned it off. maybe the fire department'sfinally here. - obviously you haven't beenwatching the news today.
- i don't watch much tv. - well, you couldn't have missedit in the papers then. - listen, lady.don't take that tone with me. - don't call me lady.- what's your name? - none of your business.- what is your problem? - my problem isthat we are on day three of a massive heat wavewith forest fires everywhere and i really don't think they'regonna be able to spare anyone to help a couple of idiotswho are trapped in an elevator.
and if you had read the paper,you would know that. - wow, fit all thatin the paper, huh? - well, you got to readbetween the lines. can anyone hear me? - will you stopjust for five minutes. please. - well, what do you suggest? just wait here and dieof smoke inhalation? we have been here for an hour.
there is no smokeand no fire. we are trapped in the elevator,plain and simple. - you don't know that. the first five floorsof this building could be on fire. we wouldn't know. - we would be able to smell it. - how do you know that? what do you know about fires?
- my dad was a fireman,and he told me the first thing you dowhen you are trapped in an elevatorwith a hysterical person is explain to them that they arewasting precious oxygen. - i'm not hysterical.i'm claustrophobic. - i'm afraid of heights. - and i'm afraid of falling. - don't.- is that why you're here? - i just found out.
[chuckles] - first one? - yes. maybe. - i think you would know. - well, if i have it, then, yes,it will be my first one. how about you? i have a niecethat i'm really close to. that was her mom i was talkingto on the phone
when i came in here. my sister. i mean, obviously my sisteris my niece's mom, you know. and i love her. it's just she's sort of likea really stupid version of me. - huh.close relationship. - too close. is there anybody out there? - one, two.
one, two, three, four. [soft acoustic music] ♪ i used to say i love you ♪ ♪ it wasn't really true ♪ ♪ why i didn't love you ♪ ♪ and now i almost do ♪ ♪ i said it as a threat ♪ ♪ or maybe as a promise ♪ ♪ to see what i could get ♪
♪ but my heartdoesn't ache anymore ♪ ♪ no, my heart doesn't breakanymore ♪ ♪ 'cause it just couldn't takeany more ♪ - girls' night out? - something like that. - your friend looks about readyto pass out. she's not really my friend. - what's wrong with her? - she caught her husbandwith one of her patients.
- she's a doctor? - shrink. - [laughs]go figure. - go figure. - women are like flies: they settle on sugar or shit. - you married?- no. lucky that way. - me neither.
is business always this slow? - it picks up in about an hour,but... - it might not beyour ideal clientele. what?you think i look like a pro? no, i think you looklike a blast. you ready for another? - what the hell. - some wetback with a broomjust offered me 50 bucks for a handjob.
ah, that's manuel. what is he--his shift doesn'tstart for another hour. - well, he sure is cussing upa storm in the john. - he's got tourette's. he's harmless.honest to god. i'm sorry about that. - hey, shit happens. can i get a pina colada? - sure.
- you didn't, did you? - holly. - i didn't. okay, next round's on me. - you really are a pig. - i am vulgar, but i havepotential for class. - really deep down. - like you're the virgin mary. i just made a buck a second.what's wrong with that?
- well, for starters,your facts on the virgin mary. she wasn't actually a virgin. - you are sick,you know that? is nothing sacred to you? - okay, forget it. what did he look like? - five and change.pencil-ish. - the guy's face. - oh.i don't know.
soccer playeror serial killer type. his jeans are tight,like starsky and hutch tight. so it takes me a secondto get it out. and right off the bat,he starts barking off speeds, steering my hand. "pronto, pronto, pronto. "motherfucking christ! "suave, muchacha, si, si, si. motherfucking maricon."
- [laughter] - how about a beer instead? - backseat driversare the fucking worst. - yeah, they really mess upmy game. yeah, i think i'm gonna stay, see if i can't turnthis night around. - here?it's a dyke bar. - how do you know?there's nobody in there. - trust me.- well, i'll take my chances.
- look, don't stay here. you're gonna get cruised,but you're not gonna get paid. these women get it for free. - and who made you the expert? i mean, maybe there'ssome curious divorcee who wants somebodywith the touch, you know? - and you have the touch? - excuse me? - haven't you been whiningto me all week
about your girl-on-girl scenefiasco? - okay, i ate some badmexican food from catering that wouldn't stay down. it doesn't meanthat i can't eat pussy. i'm not retarded. - wait.you threw up on her? you didn't tell me that. - i told you i got sick. - you told me you felt sick.
you're uncomfortable with women,you felt sick, you had to stop, not you were eating her pussyand puked on camera. that's a big difference. - i turned away from the camera. - you know what,you're lucky i love you so much, because you're so dumb,it's freaky. - i'm dumb? who's going straight backto the lion's den? those men probably killedyour stock salesman
and are waiting for us. - what would you have me do? have her drive home? - i don't know.call a cab. put her on a bus. i think you want to help her. - yeah, so? - so you're contracting yourselfall over again. - i'm what?
would you listen to yourselfonce in a while? i'm "contradicting" myself. is that the termyou're looking for? how am i doing that? - well, you pick on meall night, and then you go playhooker-with-a-heart-of-gold. - whatever. you want to stay, stay. i'll call you.- don't.
not if it's gonna be like this.- okay, holly. - and what the fuck do you meanthe virgin mary wasn't a virgin? i mean, were you there? did you do her? - she's known as the virgin marybecause her mother, anne, conceived herfree of original sin. it's calledthe immaculate conception. joseph and mary were probablygetting it on the whole time. the guy was a carpenter.
- and what exactly does thathave to do with me? - you asked me. - because youbrought it up before. so we're even stephen. - you sure she saw you? - positive. she was creepingdown the stairs. i wouldn't have a prayerin a lineup. - man, look at those legs.
we're gonna be sawing all night. come on.let's get this over with. whatever you do,don't scream. - [screams] bobby? [gun clicks] - how much do you likeyour balls? [throbbing piano music] - have you ever madea really bad mistake?
one thing you can neverforgive yourself for? - i can pick only one? - i'm serious. - who was joking? - when i was 25, i got knocked up by this guy, this angel of deathwith beautiful blond curls and a mean streak. he was young and...
apocalyptic. and i loved him so much, i didn't even realizei had a meth problem. - this is that moment, right? - what moment? - on the bus, when the complete strangertells you they got cancer. - i wouldn't know.i drive a car. - sorry.uh, go on.
- go on what? - with the storyabout your boyfriend, the meth dealer. - [scoffs] i'm not sharing anythingwith you now. - uh, please. i am a great listener. perhaps i've hadone of those days. come on.
you were pregnant,and your boyfriend was a dealer. so this one morning,i'm puking my guts out, the first trimester. my boyfriend's trying to sleep. he comes storming outof the bedroom and starts beating mewith a wire hanger and telling me to shut up, that he's trying to gethis beauty rest. and i just started laughing,
'cause in that momenti realized that if he ever knew that i was pregnantwith his kid, i would never be free of him. - i don't think i had ever feltthat much clarity. so i walked out the doorand left forever. but in my haste,i left the door open, and the apartmentacross the hall is being watched by the feds on a tip that there'sa militia cell
operating out of it. so these militia goonsdumped a bunch of their trash in my boyfriend's apartment. end result: my boyfriendended up doing time on a terrorist conspiracy. - so where's the big mistake? - the big mistake is that i got paranoid that i was gonnaget dragged into it. i mean, these court hearingswent on forever.
so when my daughter was born, i left her in the careof my sister and went into hiding. - they were looking for you? i mean, i thought i was likethis big '60s radical, you know, going undergroundand fighting for my beliefs. they didn't give a rat's assabout me. - there's a moral, and it'sgonna be a mind-fuck, isn't it? - the moral is that
by the time i got backfrom amsterdam to reclaim my daughter, she had, for all intentsand purposes, become my sister's daughter. and i was eithernot strong enough or not weak enoughto take her back. - does she even know? - what she knows is that her momand i fight a lot. they're both in therapy now.
i went to therapy once. it didn't do much for me. - no? - it was just some creepgetting off comparing me to dog shitstuck to the bottom of a shoe. - he said that? - he worked in metaphors,he said, but the only thinghe seemed to care about was whether i enjoyed anal sex.
what is it with guysand anal sex anyway? are they all fags? - it sure doesn't sound likeyou went to the right therapist. - the only reason i went to himwas to talk to him about how to dealwith guys just like him. instead, he spent the whole hourtalking to my rack and informed methe reason every guy i meet wants to bang meis 'cause of my job. - where do you work?
- i'm an actress. - oh, yeah? movies? television? - porn. - wow. can i ask you, like, how you... i mean, you're so pretty. you could be in, like,normal things. i mean, not that pornisn't normal.
it's just, you know,i'm just curious, like, how you got started in that. - when i first moved out here,i had this roommate, riley, this beautiful hippie girlfrom boulder. i loved her to death. we were way behind on our rent, and she made me come with herto this so-called audition as moral support,no pun intended, and, uh, that was that.
- weren't you scared? - holy fuck.i was shitting bricks. my first video, i did a scenewith the legendary jimmy haynes. all penis, that man,may he rest in peace. but the second those camerasstarted rolling, i knew exactly what to do. maybe it's genetic. my great-grandmotherwas a gypsy sword-swallower, but i discoveredi have a very real talent
for sucking cock on camera. next thing you know,five years pass without even blinking. the coke might have helpedwith that, the non-blinking part. and then one day, rileylocks herself in a motel room and blows her brains out. - i found out laterher stepfather was blackmailing her,the same prick
who had abused hersince she was ten. what else is new? my childhood wasn'tall that different. - i'm so sorry. - hey,what's that saying, "one man's trashis another man's treasure"? someone else might have turnedmy childhood into a heartbreaking novel. not me.
not yet anyway. - so are you famous? - really famous? - well...okay. tyra doright and christy climaxare probably the most popular girls right nowin terms of web traffic. but the tyra talking love dollis seriously overpriced at $225, and the arms don't even movein all directions, whereas the anatomically correctelektra luxx vagina deluxe
retails for 89 bucks and comesin three different colors. it is the number one sellingcelebrity vagina on the market. - hold on. strangers purchase a replicaof your vagina? - it vibrates, and it squirts. oh, life is so fucking weird. i don't even knowwhat to think sometimes. [crashing noise] - this is the los angelesfire department.
anybody still in here? - we're in the elevator! hey!can you hear us? - yeah, hold on.i'll get you right out. hey, you guys okay? - i actually brought heranother espresso because i did not want herto say that she was asleep when i talked to her. - i can't think of any momentin my life
that i'd like to relive. i find myself not really beingnostalgic about anything. but that can't be, can it? - i just want to tell herto just quit caterwauling around like a goddamned pumaand get her ass in gear. mom, just get your act together. - you're hot. i'd bang you.i think about it. but i don't tell you.why?
it's like a seesawin my head. - because in my bones,i know the feeling. i mean, i think i know. - and i see that on the trayare two little fortune cookies, and i start to crack it open,and i see the slip. but i--at this point,i can't read it because my eyesare so fricking swollen. - i turn the lights down low. create a little atmosphere.
- so i bring the waiter over. i said, "can you please-- "can you pleasejust read this to me? it's my fortune." - yes, no, yes, no,yes, no. - i have nostalgiafor something. it just hasn't happened yet. but it's gonna happen,because if it doesn't, it's all shit.
the whole point is... like la migra, you know what i mean? like, i'm mexico,and she's america. - a day without wearing a kiltis like a day without sunshine. - i mean, something'sgonna happen. it has to, right? - but when i slippedinto the dress, i felt... fat.
- i need your encouragementhere. i'm paralyzed by all this guilt. - i'm young,but i understand loneliness and how hard it can be. - what the fuck does that--what is that? - i mean, do you--do you want me to compliment youon your cleavage? - i need you to tell methat it's okay. - i mean, isn't "no"really mean "yes"?
- maxine,it's time to wake up. maxine, you got to wake up now. - maxine, wake up. - what?i'm listening. - we're here. [police chatter on radio] [mumbling] - where--where have you--are you all right? - thank godyou're home.
- thank you. - bambi. - have we met?- no. you're off the hook with me,lamb chops. i'm just making sureshe got home safe. - well, i thank you for that. can i, uh, call you a cab? - what happened? - ah, the neighbors.
yeah, it's been a crazy night. you want--i can call you a cab. - no, what happened to 'em? - i'm not entirely sure. some guys he owed money towere threatening him or beating him up or something,and he had a heart attack. - oh, that's awful. is he gonna make it? - travis.- yeah, coming.
i don't really know. kind of a shady character. you sure i can't payfor your cab fare? - you know, i'm gonna takethe bus, i think. - well, let me cover that. that's the least i can do. there you go. - actually, uh... that's the least you can do,all right?
- for the bus?- for whatever's next. it's a long way to go. no telling what fun and gamesthe gods have in store. good luck, travis. - good luck to you too, bambi. - ah, travis. i'm gonna take these offand take that off. this is impossible. can you help me with these?
i'll be ready in just a minute. i think you should, um... we should start,though, okay? i'm gonna be right with you. okay, okay. now you start. [tender guitar music] [soft piano and guitar music] - i'll call you back.
you all right? - was that her? - what'd she say? - she was worried about you. unbelievable. both of you. - maxine--- did you fuck me? - a simple yes or no.did you fuck me? - i don't remembertaking my clothes off.
- i helped youwith your clothes. - hmm.what a gentleman. - well, you were very drunkwhen you got home. - oh, boo-fucking-hoo. i'm still drunk,but i'm not an idiot, so you don't have to talk to melike i'm an idiot. - i'm not.- don't. i know what you're doing. - i'm not doing anything, okay?
i'm just trying to explain that when you came home,you were wasted. your words. - now you're quoting me? that is so condescending. - well, i'm sorry,'cause i didn't mean it to sound condescending. - oh, of course not.what did you mean? - what i meant was...
nothing happened tonight. - nothing happened tonight. you have a way with words. - in bed.with us. - that's a shame. - why? - 'cause you're never gonna getto fuck me again. - why don't you just goback to sleep? we'll just talk about itin the morning, okay?
- [whimpers] but did you want to? - did you want to fuck me? i mean, of course. - [sobbing] i want you to fall in lovewith me again. i've had other offers too. from younger guys, richer guys,even your friends, but you're the onethat i want to be with.
that's what we agreed. and now you go and do this, and i'm gonna change everythingthat i believe in. everything! but i don't want to,because you're the one that i want to live with. oh, god. - okay, we're gonnafigure this out, all right? tomorrow.
everything's clearerin the morning, okay? - [sniffles] - you need somethingto help you sleep? [phone vibrates] - are you going to get that? - i'm sure. [phone continues vibrating] - god damn it, maxine. - listen to me carefully,you whiny psycho bitch.
you can't have him. so pull your botox headout of your skanky little ass and get yourself a fucking lifeof your own. you are not allowedto borrow mine! - maxine. - to think of the unbearableamount of hours listening to your patheticmotherhood hang-ups and your embarrassing jealousyof your sister and those excruciating dreams
of openingthat stupid restaurant, which you're never actuallygonna do because-- what?- maxine, what's going on? - who is this? - open the door.what is going on? - hold on! what happened to her? - come on, maxine.please. - shut up!
no, not you, officer. is she gonna make it? she ran her car into a pole. [tires screechingand glass shattering] the officer on site calledthe last number she dialed and said it's pretty serious. you should go. - i'm gonna stay. - travis,she's in the emergency room.
she shouldn't be alone. - well, i'll call her sister,and she can go. she's her family. - do what you got to do. - what i go to do is stay here. - it's a little latefor these gestures. - you don't have to talk to me. you don't have to look at me. you don't even have to bein the same room as me.
just go to sleep. i'm gonna put on a potof coffee, and i'm gonna stay right here. - good night. - oh.[laughs] i'm sorry.- who are you? - i forgot.i'm... i'm rita's roommate. - who?
- the bartenderfrom ruby's caribbean. she said you got attackedin the parking lot tonight or something. - oh, yeah. - she gave you a couple valiums, so that's probablywhat you're feeling right now. what's that? - oh, it's for work. i'm a masseuse.
- oh, hi, mama. - no, a masseuse. i do body work. my name is darby. - oh, hi.i'm--i'm holly. - so, look, if you wantto go back to sleep, i can... - no.no, really. i'm--i'm good.i'm good. so...
where are you from? - oh, i'm canadian. - wow.cool. - yeah, you ever been? but i love the food. - um, do you know the guysthat did this to you? - no, no. - i guess some daysare stranger than others. - whenever somethingreally weird happens to me,
i think it's, like,a life marker. i say to myself, "darby, "you are alive,and the time is now. today is a dayyou will not forget." and it's also my birthday. - [gasps] today is your birthday? no shit?oh, my gosh. we should have a drinkto celebrate.
- no, i really--i can't hold my liquor. but you should. - well, fuck. you know what, let me give youa birthday massage. no, you really--i couldn't. - your neck is like a rock,like you smashed it. - oh, yeah,i got hit by a car today. twice. - jesus, quite the birthday,huh?
- do you spend a lot of timesitting at work? - some positions, i guess. - ahh. - so before getting attackedand before getting run over, did you do anything specialfor your birthday? - oh. not really. i mean, i, um... i went to work,and then i went to the gym.
and then my best friendcalled me to go work with her, but that didn't really pan out. and then we met this womanwho took us to the bar, and she got tanked,and, um... my friend ended uptaking her home and, um... - it's okay. just let it out. your body's been throughsome major, major trauma. - it's not that.
it's just bambi. she didn't-- she didn't even rememberit was my birthday, and that's why i thoughtshe was calling to begin with. i was sure she had some surpriseplanned for me or something, and she just wanted meto tag-team some guy. she's so stupid,she doesn't even realize that i have feelings for her. [sniffles]
i-i felt so nervous, 'cause even thoughit was a fake thing, just a pony showfor some cheese ball, i thought, "you know,she's finally gonna get it." the whole thing got interrupted, and she spent the whole nightmaking fun of me. and i'm so bad at my job, i'm afraidnobody's gonna hire me 'cause i get embarrassedtalking dirty
and i can't eat pussy. it's just a matter of timebefore they realize that i'm the lamestporn star ever. - well, i'm sure it's notas bad as it seems. - it's pretty awful. - well, have you thoughtabout a new career? but i'm so dumb,i'm not good at anything. - you're just being hardon yourself. - no, i'm being honest.
you know, everybody laughsat me. they don't even havethe courtesy to do it behind my back. when those men cameat me tonight, i thought, "this is it.i'm dead. "and i haven't even doneanything with my life "or had the chance to tell herabout ringo and the puking so she'd understand." - tell who?
who's ringo? - he was my dog when i was 12.golden retriever. - what happened to him? - god, he was... he was alwayshumping everything. it was like,"get off me, you pig." nonstop. and he really wasthe horniest dog. i mean, something was wrongwith him.
i've never told anybodythis before. what happened was, i, um... i had all thesemagazine articles spread out. i was doing this school project,this collage on rock formations. my legs were in a "v." i was only wearing a t-shirtand panties. and ringo comes running into play... and he starts licking my knee,which was funny, you know? and then...
all of a sudden, he... starts moving up my thigh,sniffing. and i got this tingle. so out of curiosity, and because my motherwas asleep, i moved my panties aside.let him investigate. so he just stuck his nosein there and started lickingbetween my lips. and he was so gentleand tireless.
i mean, that dog could havekept licking all night. and, you know, it felt so good. to this day, i haven't hadbetter head. so i laid down, and i took off my underpants,and i let him go to town when--when... out of nowhere, i hear my momyelling hysterically, beating the dogwith a wet mop. i mean, it was likeshe was possessed.
she wouldn't talk to mefor a week. and then one day i came home,and ringo was gone. and she said he ran away,but i knew she was lying. and that summer, i found his collar and bonesburied in the backyard. - holly, that's horrible. i can't believe-- i can't believe i told you that. - so now...
every timei go down on a girl, i think of ringo and everythingjust comes up in me. i can't--i can't control it. - of course. but now you've acknowledged it. it's time to just move on. the body doesn't wantto hold on to these things. it just wants to let it go. - you're so understanding.
you don't think i'm disgusting? - of course not. - i'm not some immortal whore? - you mean immoral? - yeah, that's what i mean. - sweetie... i think when it comesto pleasure, if it feels goodand you're not hurting anyone, then forget about morals.
what your mother did-- that was immoral. - she had my uncle shoot ringoin the head. - well, that's just pure evil. - i... i think i'm cured. no, i think i just--i needed to tell somebody. thank you. - oh, sweetie,don't mention it.
- no, i needto pay you back somehow. - do not be silly. - no, i would feelso much better if you'd just lie downand let me give you head. - [laughs]what? i don't even know you. - it would mean so much to me. - you should be doing thiswith bambi. - look, i could usethe practice.
come on, my treat. - i have to pee first. blessed mary, mother of mercy, no matter what bambi saysabout you not being a virgin, i still believe in you and imploreyour divine guidance. please, please, please help me not to barfall over that nice canadian girl as i pay her backfor her kindness.
amen. [dog barks] [up-tempo acoustic guitar music] - i always wantedto learn chinese. i don't know why, but ever sincei was a little girl. hello? darby? - hey. is holly still here?
- yeah, mm-hmm. - this is her friend bambi. - oh, hey, bambi.come on in. - you're not wearing any pants. - it was, uh, really stuffyin here. holly's in the bathroom. - [vomiting] - i think the valiumdidn't sit well. - or maybe some mexican food.
- poor thing's been througha lot today. - do you want a drink? - oh, i could use a beer.- i'm fine. - you and darby... - on and off. she's young. - really? i couldn't tell. - how about you and, uh...
- oh, no. holly's totally straight. we're super tight, though. starsky and hutch tight. here you go. cheers.[toilet flushes] [door opens] - what are you doing here? - i came back to the bar.
rita told me what happened. - you came back for me? - of course i came back. it's past midnight. it's officially your birthday. - technically,it was my birthday yesterday, but it's the thoughtthat counts. - your birthday'son the 16th, holly. - right.yesterday.
- no, today is the 16th. - today is my birthday? - happy birthday, you goofball. i got the whole day planned. let's go get some sleep. - mm. - oh, don't forget your bag. [no audio] [monitor beeping]
- doris. - thank you so much for coming.- of course. - i had no rightto call you like this. i do have friends. i am not a weirdo. - stop apologizing.it's fine. - i just couldn't dealwith any of them tonight. - i don't sleep much anyway. - it's so late.you must think i'm crazy.
- she was driving, not drunk, and somehow lost controlof the vehicle and smashedinto a telephone pole. the car is totaled. she's got a bunchof broken bones, and they won't let me see her. - okay, let's not panictill the doctor comes out. coffee or tea? - it doesn't matter.
thank you.you're an angel. - who's this? she's so big. - you don't have to whisper. she sleeps through earthquakes. i got a callfrom addy's shrink's husband, the shrinki was telling you about. somehow they contactedthem first, and then i had to pick upcharlotte at a sleepover,
and by the time i got here, they were already rushing herinto the operating room. she was probably on the phone. she gets so distracted. and the last conversationi had with her, i was such a bitch. let's talk about something else. how are you feeling? - i'm good.
- you're eating right?taking care of yourself? - since i last saw you,i took a shower, i had a soup and a salad,and peed twice. - and the father? - what about him? - does he know?- no. - are you gonna tell him? - i thought i was, but,uh, he won't call me back. - typical.
- it's too bad, 'cause underdifferent circumstances, i could almost see us together. - never say never. - no, i mean really differentcircumstances, like an alternate universe. he's a sweet guy. - handsome? - handsome.
- married? - single. - rich?- very. - call him back. - it would never work. not with my past. - i think you'reshortchanging yourself. what you've done beforedoesn't count. it's what you're going to dofrom now on.
- sounds nice. but that's not the real world. anyway, i'm not even surei'm gonna have the baby, so... - are you with miss hunter? - i'm her sister. - the doctor saysyou can come in, but just one of you. - okay?- yeah. - yeah?
- where's doris? - oh, uh, she went to talkto the doctor. she'll be back soon. - who are you? - i'm elektra. - i'm charlotte. - i know. it's good to meet you. you thirsty or anything?
cigarette? - i can't, thanks. - you mind if i do? - i don't think you're allowedin here. - we'll see. - [breathes deeply] okay, i'll have one. thanks. - doris says some stores
carry a plastic replicaof your vagina. - she said that? - i didn't believe her. - it's true. - that's weird. what do people do with it? - well... i guess some people havestrange tastes in decorating. you know, it's--it's like a novelty item.
- what's a novelty? - like a funny thingthat doesn't really-- i mean, it has a use,but it's also like a... boy. i'll have to think about that. - maybe i could bring oneinto school. - i don't think that would be-- i'm not surehow that would go over. - we could use it for sex edinstead of those lame pictures.
- why don't we read a magazine? here. - here's a good one. "man jailedover his wife's breasts. "london, july 3rd. "a london man has been sentencedto 20 months in jail "for reportedly kidnappinghis wife "to stop her from having surgeryto enlarge her breasts. "deckland summer, 31,told his wife, emma,
"'don't do it,' while draggingher out of the hospital, "where she was waitingto have the operation, "the sun reported wednesday. "he said he had a knifeand would kill her "if she did not come with him. "the woman managed to escapefrom summer "and ran into an officebefore collapsing. "hospital worker luanna alitold police he said to her, "'i like you as you are.i will kill you now.'
"since then, emma, 25,has left her husband "and also decided to forgo the breast enhancementoperation." so kind of a happy ending. - he loved her the way she was. it's not easyto find a guy like that. - but he was crazy. - which is not hard to find. - do you have fake boobs?
- i'm only 13. - mm, people start earlythese days. - i thought all porn starshad fake boobs. - did doris say that too? - she said you were an actress in moviesi wouldn't want to see. you guys are really openwith each other. - yep. why do they call themadult movies
if they're so juvenile? - it's a euphemism. - what's a euphemism? - uh, a polite wayof saying something that drags all the funout of saying it. - like saying a plastic vagina'sa novelty item? you're a smart kid. what else did your--did doris say? - that in your heart,you already quit your job,
but you don't know it yet, and that you're yearningto become a person of substance. [soft piano music] - the rock music worldis in shock with the news that nick chapel, the drummer for the popularrock band midnight love parade, has been found deadin the lavatory of a commercial airliner. investigators founddrug paraphernalia on chapel
and are handling this asa possible accidental overdose. the female flight attendantwas in hysterics as the plane touched downin new york city, where chapel was scheduledto play tonight. [metallic clanging] - elektra. elektra, can you hear me? wake up. - hey there.
- did i faint? - at least you werein the perfect place. - where's charlotte? - she went to get a snack. - i like her. - she's a little weird. - i've never likedany kid before, even as a kid. how's your sister?
they are reconstructing her faceas we speak. those are their exact words. they say that the plasticsurgeon is the best of the best and she's gonna be just fine. - thank god.- thank god. - you believe in god? - right now, yes. - i'd like to believe. but i don't know.
i look around the world, and i'm in a constant stateof disbelief. - charlotte told me about nick. is he the father? did you love him? - it's starting to dawn on methat maybe i did. but i never told him. you know, the last guyi really liked, we dated for a couple months.
i didn't knowif he knew about me, and i didn't want to ask. but anyway... the day after i finally wentto bed with him, he asked me for my autograph. - humph. - he was almost sweet about it. "i can't believe i fuckedelektra luxx," he told me. he wanted to share it with me,with his friends,
with the world. with nick, i just didn't wanthim to think i was some groupie stalkerafter his money. i just wanted so badlynot to hide anything anymore, you know, to tell the truth. - so tell me. - pretend i'm nick. tell me the truth. i mean, you planned your speech.
you've rehearsed itin front of the mirror, or i know i would have. - let me hear it. nick, i've done 62 x-rated movies, 35 box covers, a thousand club appearances. i have 20 fan clubs,my own website. a conservative estimatewould place
the amount of people i've fuckedin the mid-hundreds. i've dated movie stars,politicians, and a pair of twin mafiosorestaurant chefs who nearly got me arrestedby drug enforcement agents. i've had my amphetamine phase,my coke phase, my three-cigarette-pack-a-dayphase. i haven't talked to a singlemember of my family-- drunks and religiouspsychopaths, each and every one of them--in ten years.
i've had three abortions, been kicked outof my last four apartments... and i have never, everhad anyone kiss me like you do. - that's beautiful. but it's too late. i mean, if we don't tell peoplehow we feel, what are we doing here? you need to tell charlotte.
once addy's better and-- - no, she needs to know now. - now is not a good time. - but there is no good time. there is no right time. there is only now. your entire life can changein five minutes. less. - charlotte.
- i can't decidewhich looks less appealing. - i got to talk to you. - did she decideto keep the baby? - i don't know. it's not about that. i think we should sit down. a long time ago, when i was a lot younger,before you were born, i did something,
some things,that i'm not entirely... let me rephrase that. - drugs? - no, not drugs. it's not that kind of a story. i mean, i have done drugs,but that's not what i... you know i love youabove and beyond words. i would never abandon you. - i know, mom.
- i said, "i know." - what did you say after that? - i found my birth certificatea couple weeks ago. what? why didn't you say so? - i don't--i don't know. i guess... i guess i felt badfor mo--i mean addy. - she's still your mom too.
and as soon as she's better, we're gonna decidehow to work this. but i wantedto talk to you first, because, first and foremost,i wanted so see if you'll take me backas your mom. i'm reapplying for the job. - i'm a lot of work. - excuse me, miss hunter. your sister's out of the o.r.
you can both go see her now. - after addy gets better,can we all go on a road trip? - can elektra come too? - we can ask her. - i think she's gonna keepthe baby. - you do?how come? - because i tested her earlier. i asked herif she wanted to smoke, and she said she couldn't.
- very sneaky. - besides, if she has the baby,then she can quit her job, because she'll be a millionaire. - huh. when did you get to beso clever? - genetic, i guess. speaking of which,when are going to tell me about my dad? - hmm.what do you want to know?
his name is george. he's back in prison. - his name is george? what's his last name? - katz. - charlotte katz-hunter. that is the worst namei have ever heard. - nobody's forcing youto take his last name. - can i change my middle name?
- you don't have a middle name. - i know, but i wantto change my name to charlotte d. hunter. - what does the "d" stand for? - danger. - danger is your middle name? - danger is my middle name. - it's good.i like that. - ♪ you know ♪
♪ time will make a mess of you ♪ ♪ you know ♪ ♪ it always getsthe best of you ♪ ♪ there's so many good guys ♪ ♪ can you find one? ♪ ♪ i just want to be loved ♪ ♪ is that too much ♪ ♪ to ask? ♪ ♪ i know ♪
♪ life is always meaningless ♪ ♪ life is always bleeding ♪ ♪ yes, there's so manywise guys ♪ ♪ then there's you and me ♪ ♪ yeah ♪ ♪ is that too much to ask? ♪ ♪ too much ♪ captioning by captionmax www.captionmax.com - hi, i'm bert rodriguez, andthis is en pelotas magazine,
the adult latin world's numero uno source for breaking sexy news. i'm here on the set of even reverse cowgirls get the blues with two hottieswho need no introductions. holly, would you liketo do the honors? - you want to introduceyourself? - oh, we've totally met. we're in the movie together.
- he means to the camera,sweetie. - for all our viewers out there. - okay, i'm lost. your name's bert, right? - i'm correspondent/bloggerbert rodriguez, and you are... - holly.- exactly. uber hot up-and-comerholly rocket sitting alongsideadult film industry legend and, if i may,the foxiest fuck bunny
ever captured on video,elektra luxx. that's very sweet. - so... what was it like when you heardyou'd be doing scenes with elektra? i mean, i was--i was really pinching myself. i mean, elektra's the reason i got in the businessto begin with, you know. god, i am blessed.it's like one big wet dream.
- oh.- it's true. - i'm like,"wow, she's licking my nipple," or, "that's elektra luxx's toein my butt." i mean, it's--it's really wild. - that's so nice of you. - but it's true. and i've been learning so muchjust watching you. i mean, the wayyou fill the camera. - she's great.- no, no.
i'm the biggest klutz, okay? i'm always elbowingthe boom guy. but she hasthis supernatural sense of everything around her,you know? oh, and thenthe hipster coin trick and--and eye contact. - eye con--that's your trademark. you--you make eye contactwith the camera in a way so the viewer at home,he feels like, "wow,"
like it's himyou're getting it on with. - or her. - or her.certainly. how did you come up with that? - well, i've always beenvery comfortable with my fellow performers. but at first, the camera made meself-conscious. - [laughs]that's hard to believe. - well, until i realizedthe camera's
just another characterin the scene, the main character, really. - i wish i was the camera. - so when i look at the camera, it's like i'm letting the viewerin on my little secret. it's a playful relationship. - "playful" beingthe operative word, and that's it.- bert. hey, you want to justtake that question?
let me ask you. you're famous for makingeye contact with the camera in a way that makes the viewerat home feel like, "wow," how'd you come up with that? - wait, is he in the biz, too? - i'm sorry.you're right. - i was totally unprofessional. - no, let's move on. forget it.
- it's just i was really excitedto meet you. i mean, you don't know mefrom adam, but i grew up watching you. i mean, i know every inchof your body like the back of my hand. - it's okay.next question. - adam who? - i'll tell you later. - we have some questionsfrom our website.
we conduct fan pollsto determine the greatest porn stars ina bunch of different categories from the typical"best ass, mouth, legs," to more specialized stuff, "best undresser,""best facial reaction," "sexiest moan during orgasm." um, let's see. elektra. right now, overall,you are at 94%.
- wow.that's--that's historic. and, holly,you're coming up strong, 90%, which is unheard offor a newcomer. you have "best legs" right nowby a landslide. - she does. - so here are some questionssubmitted by our fans. - wait. do we--do we have to dothis part. - don't worry.i'll help you.
- holly, "a man gives you a suitcasewith a million dollars. "the catch is, if you accept it,a chinese man will drop "in the middle of the streetand die. what do you do?" - i would payfor the man's funeral and then donate moneyto improve street conditions in china so that more peoplewon't die. - "elektra,
"what was the character nameof the professional wrestler that rocky fightsin rocky iii?" - what?- ooh, ooh. - you know this?- yeah, mr. t. - that is incorrect. the correct answeris thunderlips. - huh, i was in a moviecalled thunderlips. - back to holly. "who was the only beatlewhose first wife
was not pregnantwhen they married?" - who came upwith these questions? - the japanese lady? - sorry.the correct answer is george. - uh, don't feel bad.this is crazy. - number three,for you, elektra. "what is the nameof a whale's penis?" - what the fuck. - whale cock!
- it's not your turn, holly. - it can't possibly bewhale cock, can it? - i'm afraid that is wrong. the name for a whale's penisis dork. - dork.- huh. - yep, the blue whalehas the biggest dork. 10 feet long. - jesus.- how state-of-the-art. - final question,extra credit for both of you.
"two people stand back-to-backthen walk 30 feet, "turn left and walkanother 40 feet. how far apart are they?" - what kind of porn siteis this? there--there is no wayyou know this. it's some kindof triangulation formula. - it's simple trig, i think. - simple trig?who are you? - my mom was a math teacher.
it's one thing i'm good at. pythagorean theorem: "a" squared plus "b" squaredequals "c" squared. so the two peopleare making two, um... what's the word?um... - um, interconnected?- no, conjoined. the two people are makingtwo conjoined triangles. you can solve for "c"on one triangle and then double it.
so if "a" equals 30and "b" equals 40, then "a" squared equals 900and "b" squared equals 1,600, which would mean "c" squaredequals 2,500. the square root of that is 50. multiply that times 2,which would be... - 100.- 100. the people are 100 feet awayfrom each other, which would meanthat one person's in the kitchen and the other person'swatching tv.
- that is 1,000% correct. - what just happened? - will the jerk-offblocking the loading dock with a '79 toyota corollamove it immediately, please? - fuck. - oh, is that you? - what--did he say?did he say corolla? - uh-huh.- uh, yeah. - do you think--i don't really--
- they do tow.- yeah. - you should check it out. - shit.i'm so sorry. i will--i'll be right back. you could get a phd, you know? that's why i get testedtwice a year. nobody thinksit can happen to them, but anyone can get a phd. make sure you get tested.
