Comforting Skin (2011) - full transcript

[silence]

I told you, out
there's the kiddy sandbox.

Dig and you'll strike urine.

Hey?

What you doing?

Just reading my
romance novel and farting.

You know...
- That's so gross!

The usze.

I had such a shitty night.

God.

From a guy's
perspective- what...



...I don't know, you know
I get dressed up,
I go out and Synthia?

She takes her
shirt off or whatever and guys

like, buy her drinks.

They invite her into
the VIP room, they...
you know, they're all over her.

And I just...
I don't know,
I feel like I just sit there.

And I'm like, invisible.

She took her top right off?

That's not funny.

- So, she took her top
'right off'?...
- No!

You know what I mean!

I just don't...
- I'm sorry I missed that.

I'm done.

I can't take it anymore.

I'm being stupid, aren't I?



I should go sleep this off.

I'm going to sleep this off.

Hey, you forgot your
laundry downstairs.

Your clothes are going to
rot if you keep doing that.

You don't want moldy panties.

Hey, sorry.

I ran out of hairspray.
I had to use egg whites.

That's interesting.

Yeah.

- Is that normal?
- Ow.

My head.
It hurts.

- What, from the egg-whites?
- I wish.

What's wrong?

What's wrong?

It's lunch rush, for starters.

Okay.
So you're ready for a challenge?

How many we got?

Eight.

Maybe nine or ten
with the kitchen staff.

- So we should aim
for 15 today.
- Okay!

You're friend does exist.

Hi.

Coffee?

Yeah, please.

Sure, I'll take a
warm-up, thank you.

This waitress has
been very, very...
- Thank you.

Anything else?

...Right.

Yes!

Um, are you eating?

No.

Okay, I'll have the number
three, with whole wheat toast.

Okay.

Bacon or sausage with that?

Sausages, yes.

Hmm...sausages.

Are they the small ones
or the flat, spicy kind?

No, they're just the regular
run-of-the-mill link sausages.

Right.

They're in a link?

Like, in cartoons?

I don't like that.

I like them separate.

No, they're just regular.

They're cut.

Um, okay.

- So then, you're going to go
with the sausages then?
- The sausages.

Okay.
The sausages, then?

And, uh, instead
of the hashbrowns,
can I just get more sausages?

No.

Sorry, I can't do that.

We only do a meat for meat
substitution for a meat.

Meat for a meat.

Um, how about the eggs?

No, it's meat for meat.

Eggs aren't meat.
- More sausage?

No.

I can't.

I'll have
the number three, then.

I'd like an application to
the pancake club as well.

What the hell was that?

Well, they do this pancake club
thing and I want in on it.

If I'm going to make
this a regular occurrence.

No.

Look, this is all
the low impact stuff.

We still have a
lot of places to go.

I have it all planned out.

Look, what are you going to do?
You gonna listen
from back stage?

You worked on that
piece for half a year!

This is the perfect opportunity
for you to prove you can stand

amongst 300 people and
say, "Yes- I can act normal!"
- Mm-hmm.

You know, the fact you got
so fucked up, you never even
left the apartment

The whole time I was away.
- I wasn't fucked up,
I was working.

It scares the shit outta me.

Stop it!

I wasn't
fucked up, I was working.

Besides, you know this is gonna
get you work.

It's gonna get you
really good work.

And you won't have to
anymore crap for that black belt

fundamentalist.

Avoiding his calls all the time.

How many messages
has he left you?

And remember what I told
you when I gave those to you.

Snap one for
mild, two for medium.

Three for stronger.

They worked...
God.

They worked for me just don't
play them like an instrument!

It's too complicated.

You guys look like an
old married couple.

Ouch!

What a night, huh?

For some of us, maybe.

That guy not even
buy you breakfast?

Nah, I think I heard him leaving
around eight this morning.

Probably after he pissed in your
hat and raided the fridge for

cheese and wonder-wizz.

Wow.

I did not know my private life
was your roomie's prime source
of entertainment.

If that's the case, tell him
next time he wants to hear
me take it

up the ass, I'll cut
a hole in the wall.

Oh, he's shy!

Where are you going?

I have a lot work to do.

No!

We have stuff to do today!

I don't have time for this.

Here's my grocery list.

No!

Nathan, I am not getting your
groceries by myself again!

Come... What are you laughing at?

I told her you were
back by the way.

Are you going to take her out?

Of course you did.

Not everything has
to be some big surprise.

Just have her home by dinner.

- Hey!
- Hey.

Okay, hold on, I'm going to
get in the back.

Okay.

Scoot over.

How's it going?

Good!

Good.

How's school?

It was fun.

Fun?

You have a boyfriend yet?

- No!
- Peg, did you take my lighter?
- No?

No.

You know what?

If you do this real
hard, you can see things.

Don't do that, you'll push your
eyes right back into your brain.

- Hey.
- Hey!

What you doing here?

Hi, I just brought my sister.

She loves art.

- Oh, great.
- God, is this your place?

Yeah, yeah.
Yeah, it is.

Trying to be
respectable, you know.

It's really nice.

Thanks.
So, uh...

You look so much,
uh, better, you know?

I like what you've
done with your hair.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Flipped it out.

It's, uh, it's good.
Good.

So, what's up kiddo?
You...

Not much.

Just working.

I never really see you
around anymore.

Yeah, well, I've been busy
with the gallery, right,
you know and stuff, right...

I never see you at all.

Are things good?

Yeah.

Yeah, things are good.

So I was thinking, you know,

maybe I could come and visit?

Look.

I-I feel responsible
for what happened.
You know, I...

I'm better now.

No, you're not.

I'm better now.

Anything I have left of a
good conscience would not let me

bring you into
that environment.

You can't come, that's it.

You can't.
You're not better.

Okay?

I just...

I miss you.

What we had was good, right?
It wasn't that special,
I mean...

[sighs]

You gave in other asshole guys
like me, right?

You know, in a couple months
you're gonna look back on us
and, you know,

"what the hell was I thinking?"

Yeah.

Well, I have to go.

Now, wait.

Don't.
- Don't.

I have to go.

Peg.

If I needed somethin', you
could get it for me, right?

Mm-hmm.
'Course.

The question is, do you want it?

Yeah.

Well, can't you just
ask him yourself?

Hey.

Have something in mind?

Yeah.

Something special.

[phone rings]

I picked up your groceries!

[phone continues to ring]

[phone ringing in distance]

[phone message]
I know it's late,
but I need to reach you...

- Hi!
- ...If I could just
hear a bit of what you've been

working on.
It's Reverend Appleton.

Whatcha doing?

Is that what I think it is?

Oh, yeah!

This thing?

It's exactly what
you think it is.

I got it on 55th.

55th?

Is that place clean?

It's fine.

It's clean.

It's real?

You wanna look at it?

Not really.

Not right now.

It's not going anywhere.
- So sexy!

Very nice.

You know what, you
don't have to like it.

Why didn't you go
for the tramp stamp?

Just cut to the chase.

I like it.

And not even you can upset me
this evening because I am in a

good mood.

So I'm going to go
and be in a good mood.

And I'll leave you
to do your "work."

Who's she?

I don't much care really.

Well, one more of these
and she's gonna puke.

Well, next round's on me, then.

What are you
doing here all alone?

Well, the night's still young.

Besides, what if I told you
my heart's already taken?

Yeah, right.

Oh, yeah.

Broker friend's
back from overseas.

Brought back a new yacht, too.

- That guy with
the cowboy boots?
- Yep.

Oh, yeah, so I'm thinking
it might be time to get my
sea legs and wrap them

tightly around his waist.
- Yeah, but cowboy boots?
Really?

Who wears cowboy
boots on a yacht?

Well, I guess he
should feel lucky

I'm not as superficial as you.

Hey.

Your new tat,
what's it of, anyway?

Oh, this?

Just something
ideal for a highly

superficial chick like myself.

Pretty cool, hey?

Nothing else like it around.

- It's okay.
- Well, see ya.

She's pretty.

Look, I told you I don't want
you doing that stuff anymore.

I can make
my own decisions.
I'm a big girl.

Stop it!

You could have easily gone to
someone else for a hit besides

her, but you went
knowing it'd get back to me!

I'm done losing sleep over you!

I'm wiping my hands!

- I don't know why
you're stressing.
- Funny.

Everything is fine.

Life's good!
- Hey, you can go ahead
and kill yourself!

See if I care!

You're here aren't you?

Do you want to know why?

So I can say my bit,
go home with
a clear conscience, and fuck

someone sane.

Got it?

No, no, no,
wait, seriously.

How many scenes
of people crying?

One character
can cry twice, tops.

- It was a
misdirection technique...
- Seriously.

... for the worse of the movie
then the least you'd bitch
about the 15 people

in the theater.

- Well, I guess it worked.
- Can you look at this?

It hurts so bad.

Does it look bad?

Don't touch it, it hurts!

It looks bad doesn't it?

- It doesn't look good.
- Fuck.

Have a seat on the couch.

All right, let's put a little
of this on there.

Eek. Cold.

I don't know what the
fuck I was thinking.

Well, it's taking everything
in me not to say what I think.

Yeah, well, just saying
you don't want to say
what you're sayin' if you

think it.

Wow!

Shut up!

It's not funny!

Talk much?

This isn't...
This isn't a funny situation.

I got slimed.

Hopefully that'll help.

What was that all about?

Why didn't you
fuck me that time?

What?

That time.

After school started.

At The pool party.

Why didn't you fuck me?

Ah.

9th grade?

What are you talking about?

I was drunk.

And I was laying there.

We were alone.

Do you think I'm repulsive?

Koffie, no I don't, all right?

I'm sick and tired of this
self-inflected, ego slaughtering

bullshit with you.

I mean, just...
what do you want me to say?

I don't know!
I just...

Yeah I wanted to blow
my juvenile wad all

over your tits!

Is that what you want me...

Do you feel better?
- Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

I just feel like I'm
damaged goods or something.

Well, you're not.

Well, I feel like it.

Like, I don't know, I just...

I just feel like...

Like I can't get someone to...

Like I can't.

Nobody...

Like I can't get
somebody to love me, you know?

It's stupid.
- You can.

No! It's...I don't know,
I try everything...

I try!
I don't-I don't understand.

And I'm so sick of it!

And I just wanna make
someone's heart race.

And I just wanna make
somebody jealous for once.

And I just want someone to freak
out if I don't call them

or if I disappear,
I just want to feel that,
you know?

And I just feel like I
wanna scream all the time.

- Well, maybe you should scream.
- I can't take it anymore.

Maybe you should scream.

Oh, shut up!

Seriously.

It's not...

I just, I'm waiting for
something and I just...

Don't wait.

Stop waiting.

Why are you doing that?

Why are you...

Stop telling me that!

It's...

Fuck, I just, I just want to,
like, feel something again,
you know?

Something so good.

And I don't feel anything.

I don't feel anything!

And I don't know
what's wrong with me.

I just think...

I'm sorry.

Koffie?
[eerie echo]
Koffie?

No.

[eerie echo]
Relax.

Please.

Relax. Please.

Please.

Koffie?

[eerie whisper]
Our skin yearns.

What the fuck!

Give in...

Don't resist.

Give in.

Give in.

[groans]

[exhales]

[eerie echo]
Yes, our skin should be pure.

Not scarred.

Unblemished.

Be pure.

Please, Koffie, listen.

All will be fine.

Listen Koffie.

No more cuts.

Morning.
No more cuts.

All will be fine.

No more scars.

Special.
Our skin is special.

All will be fine.

Please don't resist, Koffie.

[Nathan]
Hey, uh, about last night.

Please, Koffie.

Listen.

Don't be afraid.

Listen, please.
Please.

Say something.

Last night, we
became something new.

[eerie echoing]
Something special.

Say something...anything.

Koffie.

Right now.

People are driving to
church and walking their dogs.

And I'm sitting here
talking to my tattoo.

I don't know what to say.

Our skin is so splintered.

Tells tales of such pain.

It should be pure.

It says it wants to feel again.

Breathe again.

Let go.

Let go.

Breathe again.

[cries out]

[moans]

How did you know
about me and my toes?

[eerie echo]
Our skin knows all
its secret places.

My last boyfriend
couldn't even look at my feet.

I'm so happy you're here.

I never want to be alone again.

We will never be alone again.

So what else do you
wanna talk about?

You've been busy?

Yeah.

How's the piece?

It's good.

Yeah.

It's really interesting.

Weather's been beautiful.

How about that new, uh,
whatever whatcha-ma-call it?

Look, let's fuck
the tea talk, okay?

Whoa.

We've been riding this for over
an hour and it's not working.

[eerie voice]
Then why are we here?

This is what is
called flooding.

It's a form of operant
conditioning or immersion

therapy where you recondition
yourself to negative stimuli.
- He should be grateful.

All we do, but he
doesn't seem to care.

- Look, I think you got it
a little confused.
- We talk and talk and talk.

You mis-diagnosed me.

My issue isn't badly
thought-out therapy.

... talking, talking...

Hey, hey, I did my research.

I picked a building
with light foot-traffic.
- Koffie?

- So you need to stop
being so tense.
- Are you ignoring me?

- I just realized that...
- You can try.

Not all geniuses are brooding.

You need to realize we need
to take time for our self.

I'm a sociophobe.

I'm not anti-social.
- You're bipolar, chemically
imbalanced, whatever.

Visiting places where
no words are needed.

Visiting places for our self.
- I'm just reminding you that...

- Places that are warm.
- ... things might happen
to you in your life...

- For our self.
- ... that you don't expect.

- And...wet.
And they can like, surprise you.

You okay?

Yeah. Oh, my God.

Some are scary you
know, scary to give into.

You sure you're
all right, what the hell?

What's wrong with you?
- Yeah. Um, yeah, some are, uh,

sometimes you have to just
embrace the world around you,
you know and just...

What?

- You know...
- That's not right.

...all the crazy
insanity of life.

Oh, my God!

God, no!

What?!

Why care about Nathan?

Taking him out into the world?

I've known him since I was 14.

And after high school, I just
wanted to party and get
fucked up.

He was there to help me.

He made me go to
hospital after he found

out I was a mule for Alan.

He's always been
the one I trust.

My conscience.

Before you came along,
of course.

What are you thinking about?

[eerie voice]
Just that words like "I" and
"you" and "before,"

they separate us.

Well "I" is the
difference between you and me.

Between one person and another.

- But we don't want that.
- But I don't want that.

[echoing]
There shouldn't be a difference.

Well, there is.

And "before?"

Is your past.

It's another place.

Well, we should
visit this before.

[echoing]
Together.

You know we could have
picked you up from the station,
like we did your cousin.

Oh, cousin Mary,
and her little boy.

He says "mama" already.

Remember it took you
forever to start
talking, Koffie?

No, I don't remember that.

Because I was way too young
but what I do remember
is you constantly

reminding me of the fact.

So, this is a
whole different look for you.

None of your crazy make up,
we can finally see your face.

Don't know what
your mother will think
of the tattoo, though.

Oh, well, we can add
that to the list.

I hate tattoos.
I find them cheap and unsightly.

I think it's cool.

You get it done on your trip?

My trip?

Yeah, well, while you were away,
mom and dad said you'd send

postcards.
- Oh.

They did, did they?

Yeah.
I even drew
things to send to you.

Wow, that was inconsiderate of
me not to send anything back.

Yeah.

And we also said
that you'd come back.

And here you are.

Well, you should have prepared
her for the fact that I'd

probably let her
down like I always do.

You don't need to
be so theatrical.

Theatrical?

Yeah, you know
nothing about that.

Turn around.
Sit up straight
and eat your food.

Your dad will cut it for you.

How big do you want the pieces?

Nice and big.

Well, at least you got
an imagination Peggers.

Tell that to your dad.

He wants the same thing to
eat every night of the week.

There you go.

There's potatoes if
anybody wants them.

Are you okay, honey?

Why don't you just
give her some space?

Just asking her a question.

She's only...

- I'm asking her a question!
- You're smothering her!

Honey?

Is this about your old room?

No, it's not about my old room.

And it's not about you
telling Peg that I would
send her postcards.

It's not about the fact that
you, dear father have known for

what is it, 15 years now
that mom has been fucking

some asshole and
you've done fuck

all about it!

It's about the fact that
I would like to sit at this
table again, and eat

with a fucking knife!

You know, I used to wonder
why you started to bring her
out but I get it now!

I get it.
- Oh, thank you!

Thanks for the drink.

Mr. Satori!

How are you?
- Good. Next round's on me.

The pleasure was mine.

Yeah and why is that?

- Huh, because
of your new gallery...
- Look at him.

Nothing's changed.

You don't love this silly
man anymore and the

world he lives in.

You can't worry about him
and what he thinks about us.

We have to be selfish.

[echoing]
Thrive.

For our own life,
we must let go.

- Hey.
- Hey, there.

- How you doing?
- I'm doing good.

- You look good.
- Thank you.

- You know anything about this?
- About what?

Did you say anything to anybody?

My God, you're sweating.

I didn't say anything to anyone.

But you know what, if you
wanna clear that,
uh, conscience of yours,

why don't you go
fuck someone sane!

[echoing]
That's from Nathan.

Yeah.

He gave me this when
I gave him my bands.

They were this silly technique
that we used in the hospital

whenever we'd get an urge.

I thought maybe,
you know, he could use them now.

God, it's so funny how
fucked up things can get.

All of a sudden you end up
somewhere and don't know how to

get back.

But helping him, you know, makes
me feel a little more sane.

More sane.

He's just as lost and
vulnerable as I was.

But you know what,
out of all the people,
I think he would understand

the most about you though.

I hope.

[echoing]
And yet you couldn't
tell Nathan the truth.

That it wasn't
Alan that cut you.

[giggles]

Oh, I thought maybe...

I, um...

Oh, sorry, I thought maybe
that, uh...

Ask nicely and I just
might let you in to watch.

I don't know what
you're upset about.

I mean, I already told you
I like it when people
take an interest

in me.

I see how you look at me.

I do.

I bet you like comics
and you like the way

the women are drawn.

And I bet you like a
trucker mouth, too, huh?

I mean, we might as
well just be honest, right?

You never know what you
can get if you just ask.

Ask me.

Have you seen Koffie?

It's not like I don't
feel sorry for you.

I can understand your need to
whack off to someone, now that

she's smitten
for that new guy.

I understand.

What are you talking about?

That giddy
roommate of yours.

Probably drawin' flowers as
she chats away on the phone.

- Hey, whoa!
- Yeah.

I could make you forget her.
- No, thank you.

- When a girl like me has to...
- Hey, hey.

I gotta give
back sometime, you know?
I gotta give back.

You're just a party girl
who's past her expiry date.

And hasn't seemed
to have figure that out yet.

Knock, please?

Uh, okay.

Look at this.

Do you see what
the collar's doing?

Yeah. Come here.

- Because the tie is riding up.
- Okay, come here.

- See how it's doing...
All right.
- Yeah, stop it!

There.

It did look weird.

Now this looks great.

This suit really fits you.

God, I love it.
- You sure?

Yeah!

- Thanks.
- You look so handsome.

Thanks.

It's been a while
since we've done anything.

Ah...

you're missing quality time.

No.

I'm just making an observation.
- Um, okay.

Is there anything new?

There.

No. Nothing.

Why?

- I don't know.
- Oh, those?

Those are just bags of clothes.

I'm giving them away.

It kind of looks like
you're moving out.

No.

God, don't be silly.

It's just that they-they just
rub my skin.

They kinda give me a rash.

Like the wools
and the most rayons?

It's like little razor
blades all over my skin.

It's stupid.

I mean, I'm being crazy.

I'd be the first to know if
there was anything wrong.

Everything is great!

I'm feeling the best
that I have ever felt!

Anyways, this is your
night, are you ready?

Yeah.

Think so.

We're sticking to
the plan right?

Right?
- Yeah, well, you know,
in life you need to adapt.

- No.
- So, I got a ton of things
to do but your gonna go.

You're gonna wait outside...
- Koffie.

And then I'm gonna come
and meet you, and then
we'll go in together.

You are ready!
- Koffie.

Yay!
I just have so much to do.

I need to stick to the plan.

I have to sew that!

I have to, you know,
fix that to find a dress.

I mean, I have a
ton of stuff to do.

So you just go and I
will meet you there.

It's gonna be great.
You are going to be great.

I'll be in front of
the theatre at 7:30.

I'll meet you there.
- Okay, I will be there,
I will be there.

- Okay?
- Just go, it's
going to be so great!

Okay.

[echoing]
Stop making excuses for him.

He shouldn't be so selfish.

He's just nervous!

I shoulda' mentioned something
about you to him before now.

Now I think he knows!

He's had before to
enjoy your life.

Many befores.

Why should he have more
when we've had so few?

Yeah...I guess.

You've sat through enough of
his silly paranoid performances.

He's my best friend!

He's always been there for me.
I don't...

What you and I have is just...

What do we have?

It only seems to
matter what Nathan wants.

Why are you making
this so difficult?

Difficult?

Because it's clear it
doesn't seem to matter

what I want!

Yes.

I have come to
understand the word,

and all that comes with it.

Of course it matters
to me what you want.

What are you so worried about?

Will you ever
burn memories of me?

No.

Will I ever become your before?

Of course not!

What do you expect me to say?

What do you want me to say?

I'd like to hear
you say we won't go.

That you want to be
alone with just me tonight.

Of course.

I knew I'd find you here!

You got to think
I'm an idiot, but...

I've been calling.

- No, no.
- I've been calling.
I've been leaving messages.

I-I'm sorry I haven't
called you this week.

I promise I will.

Your composition's almost
finished but, um...

I'll just, uh...leave me alone?

I mean, uh, what I mean
is I'll call you.

I have a lot of respect for you.

I just, uh, been really busy.

Yeah, I got that.

[audience clapping]

Hey.

How'd it go?

I thought the rounds
of triplets were gonna be
the hard part, but...

They kinda made a clustefuck
of the improvised bits.

Still, it was nice to
hear it played out loud.

Nathan?

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I got so sick.

A woman's thing.

I was!

I was so sick.

I vomited all over the sink.
Blah!

Who's the guy?

What?

- What guy?
- Who's the guy?

The guy you're seeing.

Synthia told me.

I mean, I hear you in your room.
- I thought this was
about me not coming out.

I already knew.

No, I just don't understand
why you didn't mention him.

I don't know.

Why should I?

Well, I didn't
think it was a problem.

It's not.

Do you think I judge you?

What you expect me to say?

And how about you
ask me, you know, is he nice?

Who is he?
Does he make you happy?

Is he funny?
- Okay.

Is he funny?
- Why is everything
always about you?

- Is he nice? Who is the guy?!
- You sit in your room
all the time.

Yeah, you sit all alone
in your room, all propped up
on a bed waiting

for a flood!
My life is not your life!

I am happy!

- For once in my life,
I'm happy!
- Waiting for a flood!

Waiting for a flood!

Why can't you just
be happy for me!

I am.

YEAH! IT SEEMS LIKE IT!

No, seriously, congratulations.
I'm very, very happy for you.

You should get some sun.

You're starting to
look like a ghost.

[echoing]
You mustn't regret your actions.

You made me aware
not so long ago,
that one eventually lets go of

the past.

That nothing is forever.

But I realize something more,
that sometimes you must let go

of things dear to you, if
you're ever to love yourself.

But that's so difficult.

I just...

I wish you could sometimes
see the way that I see things...

I see all that matters.

I see you for all that you are.

I love you, you know.

I love you.

[echoing]
These people,
this place, is vile.

You should quit working here.

What choice do I have?

But you'll only
encounter your past.

And it's dangerous.

I kinda don't wanna
talk about this right now.

I really just want to
enjoy a night out.

Oh, my God, you're not all
knotted up over that stick
with the training wheels.

You know, just
fuckin' leave me alone.

You are!

Okay, how about I was told he
was down south on business and

he shows up here
with that fuckin' cunt
sporting matching tans, huh!

- Well, you know what, the
guy is a douche bag.
- Shit.

You can't let someone
like that run life.

You're stronger than that!

You would tell me to
swallow it, so swallow it!

Just fucking go, okay?

Okay.

Fucking fuck.

Fucking shit,
motherfucking, shit.

Shit!

Motherfucking...

[screams]

Fucking shit!

Fucking shit!

Fucking shit!
Fucking fuck!

Whoa.

You look like shit.

Synthia and I just got
into it with some chicks.

Ow.

You should quit that place.

Oh, I know.

Believe me, I know!

Are you okay?

Yeah.

I...

I had some crazy idea
that we would, uh,
just live here like, uh, this

for, uh, for a long time.

Aw, Nathan.

Come here.

It's good.

I'm sorry!

Right now I just wanna hop in
the tub and then go to bed.

I'm sorry.

Good night.

Night.

Shit!

Oh, my God, my knuckles hurt.

What's wrong? You're so quiet.

Is something wrong?

Nothing is wrong.

Well it doesn't seem like it.

Ah!

[echoing]
Explain to me
what just happened.

What just happened was I haven't
been in a fight since I was 14.

Tracey Donnan who musta' weighed
180 pounds..

I tell you to leave your work
behind, yet you wouldn't
hear any of it...

...fat fuckin' bitch.

but Nathan speaks
about it and you listen.

What are you talking about?

[whispering]
Are you even
listening to me now?

I'm listening.

Then why are you
avoiding my questions?

I'm not avoiding you.

Don't be so silly.

Silly?

How am I being silly?

How is me expressing
myself to you silly?

Uh, look, I'm not unhappy
with you, I just...

I guess I haven't been feeling
myself lately, but it has

nothing do about the way
that I feel about you.

So, you found comfort
in Nathan instead?

Would you leave him and never
speak to him again if I asked?

Why would you ask that?

Would you?

If I asked.

Nathan is my friend.

He's just a friend.

Don't you dare lie to me!

Your body betrays you!

When he held you,
you pressed into him.

Your nipples hardened...

- Whoa, how can you say that?!
- Your pussy went moist!

It's sickening the
two of you together.
- Stop it!

The way you feed off each other!

- Go away!
- Cling to each other!

Leave me alone!

Fine.

I'll go.

Come on, I did what you said!

I'm not gonna talk to anybody
about us ever again.

I promise!

If this is about Nathan?

I won't talk to him.

Ever.

I won't talk to him ever again.

Women are just naturally jealous
of females like myself...

and Pamela and...

- Pamela!
- Yeah.

'Cause we have such great tits.
Right? And then,

I'm all like...

Chicks are just fucking jealous
'cause we got really good

fuckin' nice, very nice tits.

Right?
- They're so jealous.

They're nice right?

They're so nice.

Fucking right they
cost more than a...

You're always
really dressed up, hey?

Well, you know, I
think it's essential.

I do.

I think it's very essential.
You never know when you're going
to get a piece of ass knocking.

You're a slut!

You're a total slut!

I even caught your
roommate sniffin' around.

No.

No, you didn't.
- Oh, yes I did.

No, you didn't!

Oh, fuck yeah, man.

I got the goods!
- Nathan?

No!
- Oh, yeah!

No. No.

Nathan, no.

I don't know why you just
don't bang him, and get it
over with, you know?

- No.
- Go fucking bang him.
Oh, my God.

No.

Oh, my God.
Oh, my fuckin' God.

Oh my God.

Where you going, honey?
Where you going?

Oh, hello monkey.

My sister has this!

She has the same one in pink.

Put it down.

Put it down.

Put. It. Down.

Your sister. How old is she?

She's nine.

She just turned nine.

I missed her birthday.

Well, I'm sure she understands.

Peg?

Hey!

Hey.
- Koffie!

Hey, how's it goin'?

Mom here?

No.

Listen, why don't
we go and hang out?

Just the two of us.
You know, we can go
and do some stuff.

I don't know.
I got school, and mom's
picking me up because I have

band practice.

Oh, fuck band practice!

Hey, did they tell you that I
went on vacation again?

I gotta go.

They did, didn't they?

They lie, Peg!

They lie!

Come on.
There you go.

That's a good girl, yeah.

Yeah. You sleepy?

One more pill. Come on.
Just one more pill.
- No.

No.
- Make you go to sleep.

Go to sleep.

I'll let myself out.
Yeah.

Koffie?

You asleep?

Why you being so nice to me?

Everyone needs someone.

And you make me feel good.

Important.

You could be out.

I don't know why you're
spending the whole day in bed

with me.

Yeah, well, maybe I'm
getting a bit old for that.

I don't wanna to
float around anymore.

I want something more.

Like you have.

What's it like?

Huh?

It's hard to remember sometimes.

I dunno.
It's like a dream.

I envy you.

I don't know
what's real anymore.

Oh, it's real.

And it's always there.

Because love never seems to
be around much when you need it.

[echoing]
What you got is so special.

So special.
Koffie?

What are you doing?

How do you know about it?!

How do you know about it?!
- Koffie.

Can you please
come back to bed!

Do you want to know
why I did what I did?

I did it because you
never ask me how I am.

How I feel.

I wanted you to feel
spiteful as I do of Nathan.

I want you to understand.

For I need you to believe
in me for my very breath.

Yeah, right.

Do you hear that?

A voice just now?

Didn't think so.

Hi!

Work nights a lot?

Past two years.

You ever get lonely?

I got myself to talk to.

You don't want to be doing that!
Really.

Believe me, you do not
wanna be doing that!

You're crazy if you do that!

Hey, look miss, we're about
to close up here, so, um...

You have a girlfriend?

No?

That's good.

Because you know what?

Sometimes you think
you have something.

You're told things.

Whispers.

You think you know,
but you don't know.

Because it's all head games.

It's all head games!

What's your name?

- Ted.
- Ted?

Oh. Hi.

I think you're cute.

Ted.

I want you to show me something.

I want you, to show
me something special.

Ah!

Koffie.

Did Alan do this to you?
Hmm?

Look at me, look at me.

It's okay.

It's okay, it's okay.

It's okay.

I'm sorry, baby.

Hey, here!
Come here.

Help me get her inside!

You okay?

Yeah, let me look at you.

Oh, honey.

Yeah.

[moans]

[echoing whisper]
Koffie?

I'm sorry about how
things have ended with Nathan.

I'm also sorry for hurting us.

But I'm the only one
that knows of your need.

The only one that
understands your desire.

Your compulsion to starve, stick
your finger down your throat,

concoct, and cut.

I offer my forever.

All I ask for is yours.

I used to fear a time when
you no longer needed me.

Where I no longer exist.

But now I know we
will always be together.

Always.

In our before.

You said you wish I
could see what you see.

Close your eyes.

Koffie?
Close your eyes.

Please.

Close your eyes as
you did as a child...

Hey.

Koffie? You in here?

[echoing]
All we do and he
doesn't seem to care.

We need to talk!

- We've sat through enough
of his silly performances.
- I don't feel anything anymore.

Anything!

- Koffie.
- And I don't know
what's wrong with me!

I don't need your help!

I'm very, very happy for you.

- You're smothering her!
- Is it me?

- Why can't you just
be happy for me!
- Who is the guy?

Koffie, Koffie, are you okay?

You all right?

- Nathan.
- Huh?

I went to, um, Alan's.

He told me everything.

It wasn't Alan.

Okay, but...

It never was Alan!

It's my tattoo...I
love it, it's mine!

No one else can
have it, it's mine!

I'm in love with my tattoo.

It's mine!

We have to get you some help.

No one else can have it.

[echoing]
Who's at the door?

Who's at the door?

I called-I called someone.

Leave us alone!

Who's at the door, Nathan?

I don't need your help!
- Koffie.

- Who is at the door, Nathan?
- It's okay.

It's a friend.
- Who is at the door, Nathan?

- Trust me!
- Let me go!

Leave us alone!

Who's at the door?!

- Trust me!
- Leave us alone!

Let me...Leave us alone!

Nathan!

Leave us alone!

Nathan!

Nathan!

Nathan?!

It's going to be okay.

I'm going to get you help.

I don't want to...

I don't want to go back.

I don't want to go back.
- It's okay.

You don't have to.

You don't have to.

It's going to be all right.

It's going to be okay.

There's nothing anyone can
say that can make me believe.

The doctors, it doesn't
matter what the doctors say.

We don't need help.

Well, we all need help.

The doctors and
everyone wants what I have.

But they cant have it,
because what I have
is unique and it's special.

Right.
Okay, you think it's unique?

It's not!

It's special...

because it's mine.

Is that what you think?

Listen, change of plans.

Okay, can you go up to 47th,
and I'll direct you from there...
- I...I don't

know how comfortable I feel
about this...
- Do you want your composition?

Yes of course.

Okay.
Please, drive.

What I have is special!

Okay, okay, have a seat.

- No! Special!
- Unique?

- What your friend is
about to do is cruel.
- What's this?

Is this book number seven?
- Remember you are
my everything.

My shelter.

My sky.
- Page four, book seven.

What the fuck is that?
- You must remember.

What this, right here?
You recognize this?
Look familiar to you?

- What we have is special!
- How many other girls?!

It's mine!

- Special.
- No one else can have it!

No, it's mine!

- Special.
- Hey!

Hey, man, you can't
come in here!

You!

You bitch!
- Get the fuck outta my shop!

No!

Calm down!
No!

You promised me!
- Koffie, Koffie!

Koffie!

Koffie!

Koffie!

What the fuck?

Koffie!
Hey! Hey!

Open this door!

Cops are on the way, asshole!

I don't care, call the cops!

- Koffie!
- They're trying to separate us.

Can you hear me?

I can't go on like this anymore!

Open this door, okay?

Koffie?

I've felt it for a while.

I'm dying.
- Open this door!

And to think you
will go on without me.

Because I can't
go on without you.

- You open this door!
- Without you needing me.

I know you've thought
about death yourself.

Let's do it together.

Okay.

Open this door!

I need to feel
you one more time.

Please!

Of course.

Of course.

I'm sorry!
I'm sorry.

All right, I believe you,
just open this fuckin' door.

All right, please?

Don't fuck around.

I believe you.
It's going to be okay.

Don't worry.

It will all be over soon.

One cut.

Deep.

Then we will always be together.

Don't worry.

I'll never leave you.

I'm always here.

Always.

I love you, too.

[screaming in pain]

[Nathan grunts]