Red Shoe Diaries (1992–1999): Season 3, Episode 9 - Four on the Floor - full transcript

- Dear Red Shoes,

have you ever been effected by something

you've seen in a movie?

I mean, really affected.

Haunted may be a better word.

It happened to me during
my first year of college.

I went to a film one
afternoon in-between finals

to rest and just let my mind wander.

It was about these two couples

who were on vacation together

and somehow ended up all
going to bed with one another.



By now I think you know
where this letter's heading.

- My love for Remy,
it's difficult to believe

one small word can express
adequately my feelings for him.

Sometimes I believe that
the only reason I was born,

the only reason I live,

is to love him.

At the core, take the
rest of the world away,

and you'll have our love.

It is all-consuming.

He is my life.

But still I'm haunted by the images

of the film I saw when I was
in my first year of college.

Two couples went on a
vacation with each other.

Old friends.



Trusted friends.

And one night it just happened.

Hello?

- You're not even dressed yet.

- She is great.

- Yeah, she's great.

- It wasn't Cafe Flora,
it was The Demagogue.

- No, it was the Cafe Flora.

We stayed there till
6:00am, all night, and we...

No, 2:00am.

You see, he never
remembers a thing about this.

Not even the first night we spent together.

- Don't even worry about it.

He's a journalist, he
always screws up the facts.

- Now wait a minute, I
don't screw up the facts

because I have the facts.

Oh, please.

- You have sound bites.

How can you screw up the facts.

You have no facts.

Look, let me tell you something.

At least I have the facts.

I have two pages, pictures, say if the...

- I can do that.

You can?

- Let's see.

- Julia had always been
more outgoing than me,

more at ease with her body,

and I admired that.

Sometimes I secretly watched her

and wondered how she was with Markus.

The way she touched him

and the way he touched her.

Maybe I was a little bit jealous

because they had something special

between the two of them.

Maybe they were jealous
of me and Remy, too.

Perhaps sometimes even when people

are very close to each other,

there's always secrets between them.

I have never been happier than that night.

I felt I had never loved anyone

like the three of them.

If someone told me that
I had three minutes left,

I think I would spend that time thinking

about that night.

We had been dancing all
together before many times.

And kissed and hugged.

Walked together arm in arm.

Their bodies were familiar to me.

Maybe sometimes a kiss
or a touch lasted too long.

That night I felt
something I can't explain.

Of a sense of foreboding.

I remember looking at the others

and thinking these are the three people

I love most in the world.

We seemed a secret circle

and nothing could come between us.

- Oh shit!

- God, that guy didn't even stop.

He didn't hang around then?

- Well, we're really stuck in this.

Oh no.

- All right, I saw a road
and a building back there.

Why don't we make a run for it?

Yeah, that's a good idea.

There's no car comin' down this road.

You guys, we're gonna make a run for it.

Hand me the flashlight in
the glove compartment, okay?

Let's go, quick.

Remy.

I know, there's no cars
come down here, honey.

We're just gonna make a quick run for it.

- Aw, really?

Hold on.

- Come on, let's go, come on!

What is this place?

I don't know.

Look, it looks like somebody's
been sleeping here.

It's all right.

- I'm cold.

There's blankets up here.

Come on up here.

Come on.

Oh look.

- I'm feeling better.

- This is nice.

- I can't go to sleep without her

telling me a bedtime story.

Tell us one.

Yeah, go ahead.

- Okay, um.

Once upon a time a very long time ago

there used to be four friends,

two couples who liked each
other and trusted each other.

They talked often

and told each other secrets.

They were the best of friends.

And once while on vacation
in a far away country,

a long way from home

the unspeakable happened.

Without saying a word,

they reached out for one another.

It was raining outside.

All they could hear
was their hearts beating.

There was no turning back.

♪ When you feel the fire inside you

♪ Let it show

♪ When it gets to hard to handle

♪ Let it go

♪ Time will wait for no one

♪ No, no, no, no, no

♪ When you feel the fire within you

♪ Let it show

♪ Life is a candle

♪ Love is the glow

♪ When you find the fire inside you

♪ Let it show

♪ When you feel the flood within you

♪ Let it flow

♪ When it feels to hard to hold back

♪ You better let it go

♪ The moment comes and passes

- That night was extraordinary.

Why?

How we got there.

The accident.

Circumstance.

Fate.

Whatever you call it.

We found ourselves in a separate world.

Drift away, far, far away.

The rain.

The silence.

The strangeness of the place.

We were all somewhere
we had never been before.

Never even imagined.

And there was magic somehow.

Somehow we just let go.

Time stopped.

Everything stopped.

We were simply there, being.

Aware of it, immediate presence.

We were free.

- Sometimes life does imitate art.

And in case you're wondering,

just like the couples in the
movie that haunted me so,

we never talked about it afterwards.

And we never judged each other.

In the end we all came to realize

that what we had shared that night,

our secret, actually
brought us closer than ever.

We crossed the line.

We come back very much alive.

C'mon, Stella.

C'mon.

When reality came around,

we had to face the truth,

the god's honest truth of what we had done.

We could place no blame.

We could not judge.

We had done it together

and we were all guilty, all innocent.

♪ So let it show

♪ The moment waits for no one

♪ This you know

♪ When you feel the fire within you

♪ Let it show

♪ Life is the candle

♪ Love is the glow

♪ When you feel the fire within you

♪ Let it show