Pact with the Devil (2003) - full transcript

While temporarily working in a photographic studio with the famous photographer Bae, the simple and handsome worker Louis meets her manager Henry, who is impressed with his beauty. He invites Louis for taking some pictures, gives the artistic name of Dorian to him as a homage to "Dorian Gray" and a framed picture of him. Louis wishes to have the same fate of Dorian Gray, and from this moment on, he becomes very successful in the career of model. As years go by, he notes that only his picture ages, and he has the same face of years ago.

[upbeat music]

♪ Sleep, then you'll
only lie in space ♪

♪ Flying in a dream

♪ Cross the universe

♪ Through you, when
will there be and mine ♪

♪ You fell for his hoof,
transform only for my pleasure ♪

♪ Frozen in my emotions

♪ I see me floating
above humanity ♪

♪ Pretend toxins
and sea sparkles ♪

♪ I can catch any cell
from satin to Mars ♪

♪ Can't help but
look in horror ♪



[singing drowned
out by cars revving]

[camera clicking]
[tense, eerie music]

[zipping]

[camera flash clicking]

[light buzzing]

[metal clinking]

- Mr. Wooten?

[plastic rustling]

Mr. Wooten, Mr. Wooten?

Are you all right?

[officers chattering]

- Yes, I think so.

- Why don't we talk over here.

[chattering over police radio]



[grunting]

So you knew both the victims?

- Yes, yes.

Actually, I was there
when they first met,

oh, must be 20 years ago now.

[upbeat electronic music]

I was managing Bae
Connelly at the time.

I discovered Bae in Berlin,
she had a marvelous eye.

So I brought her back to New
York and under my guidance.

- Hey, how ya doing?

- [Henry] She quickly became

the top fashion
photographer of the time.

- See you later.

- [Henry] Everyone
wanted Bae's photographs.

- Oh, please give him that.

- [Henry] I'd convinced her

to shoot the first
Sauvage campaign.

- Oh Christine, forget
about your hair.

Please go out for the
rare one, yes, thank you.

- Hey, yeah!

Henry!

- Christine, hey!
- Hey!

- Mm, wow, you've
gone all native.

Oh listen here, a
souvenir from last night.

- Oh my.

[laughs]

[people chattering]

- [Henry] Remember
Sauvage, the scent

that drives your lover wild.

Oh, they haven't sold it
now for what, 10 years.

Made a big splash back then.

My old pal, Nino Barrachi's
first hit fragrance.

[laughs]

- Check the flood lighting
again, please Vince.

- Hello, beautiful.
- Woo!

[laughs]

- [Man] That's not
bad, that's not bad.

- What the hell
are you doing here?

- I thought I'd give you
a little moral support.

- [Man] Okay, Tony?

- I think it's you who need
the moral support, my dear.

[laughs]

- [grunts] God, what
the hell is this crap!

I asked for Pellegrino, Jesus!

- That bitch, Christine cut
it out, let's get going here!

Louis, go and get
her the Pellegrino.

Please!

- Okay.

- Okay, positions
everybody, let's get moving.

Hit those drums.

[upbeat drum music]

Oh, here we go everybody.

[camera clicking]

Come on, loosen up a little bit.

[camera clicking]

Please some more, that's
better, now get into it.

Listen, I want you to be wild.

Come on, think Sauvage,
give to that to me.

Yes, and more.

Perfect, you look beautiful.

Okay now all together,
yeah, come on, be wild!

Yes, once more!

[camera clicking]

Simmer everybody,
loosen up please.

Come on, I said loosen
up a little bit more.

Yes, okay, let's try
it together again.

Oh, come on you can loosen more.

Yes, please don't smile, I
don't want you smiling, okay?

So, please, yeah, that's great.

Now think Sauvage,
do that, will you.

That's right.

Perfect, that's beautiful.

Okay, now together, yeah.

[camera clicking]

[people gasping]

[camera clicking]

- I knew in that first moment,

he was something special.

As you can see, he
had quite a look.

[officers chattering]

[stretcher rattling]

- Go on, Mr. Wooten.

- Well, after Nino's
shoot had finished,

I went over to Dorian
and introduced myself.

Good shoot Bae, good shoot,
I'll see you tomorrow.

We'll get the contacts, mm?

- Bye.

[people chattering]

- Louis, right?

How do you do?

Henry.

- Hi, nice camera.

- Oh yes, old
faithful, be my guest.

- Thanks.

- Have you been
working for Bae long?

- Oh, just today, they
needed an extra gofer.

Low guy on the totem pole.

Is Bae a friend of yours?

- Old friend and client.

Actually, I'm her manager.

So, you like photography do you?

- Oh kind of, I'm more into the
street stuff, mostly people.

- Ah, well are you
showing in any galleries?

I'd love to come
down and take a look.

- Well, I've been in a
couple of group shows,

that's about it, for now.

- For now?

- Well, I've got plans.

[laughing]

- Excellent, a young man
with plans. [chuckles]

I've always maintained
that one's aim

in life should be
self-development.

Realizing one's
potential to the maximum.

I mean, that's what we're
here for, right Louis?

- Yeah, yeah I guess so.

- Then, why is it,
Louis, that nowadays,

young people are afraid
to show their feelings?

And why do they
forget to live life

to its fullest and have no fear?

- Well, I don't know if
I could really answer--

- Pay no attention
to him, Louis.

Henry's always going on
about something or another.

[laughing]

- Thanks for the gig, Bae.

- Welcome.

- Good to meet you, Henry.

- Yes.

- Oh.

Oh, thank you.

- Bye.
- Bye.

- Louis, you ought to try
getting in front of the camera.

- [laughs] Right.

[camera clicks]

[intense rock music]

I learned from Bae that Louis

and his girlfriend Sybil
were considering marriage,

an institution I'm
not a champion of.

Marriage makes one unselfish

and unselfish people
are colorless.

They lack individuality

and above all, they
aren't egotistical.

The quality that I
have every intention

of nurturing in Louis.

- [James] Sybil,
Sybil, how are you?

Hey, I'm sorry I missed you.

- So long, hey.

- Listen.
- James, I've gotta go.

- Grab some cash.
- Can I help you, please.

- [James] Sybil, come on!

- No, no I can't.
- Hey hey!

- Just lend me ten bucks.

- You gotta go.
- Be back!

- [Louis] Hey, get
out of the purse!

- [James] Come on!

- [Sybil] I can't!

- Look Sybil, hey.

- [Sybil] Louis.

- [James] You've been
there, help them!

- Look, here this is all I got.

- Louis, come on.
- I'm sorry.

- 25 cents!

What am I supposed
to do with 25 cents?

[upbeat music]

[coin clinking]

- Shut up, garbage!

You stink!

♪ Yes, too much, too
much, too much confusion ♪

♪ Yes, too much, too
much, too much confusion ♪

[camera clicking]

♪ Yes, too much, too
much, too much confusion ♪

♪ Yes, too much, too
much, too much confusion ♪

♪ Yes, too much, too
much, too much confusion ♪

♪ Yes, too much, too
much, too much confusion ♪

♪ Yes, too much, too
much, too much confusion ♪

- [Henry] I showed
Nino Barrachi the photo

of Louis that I had
taken at Bae's shoot.

Nino agreed with me, Louis
was the face of tomorrow

and the perfect image for
his Sauvage fragrance.

- Go on.

- Then, with a little
persuasion made to Bae,

and a lot of flattery
directed towards Louis,

I was able to get them
to give it a whirl.

- Come one Louis, yes.

Once more and come
on, once more.

[camera clicking]

Yes, yes, go on like that.

Just a second, great.

Okay.

Yes, okay once more.

[camera clicking dramatically]

Okay and.

[camera clicking dramatically]

Come on, let's try
to have some fun.

[camera clicking dramatically]

Yes, that's it.

[camera clicking dramatically]

That's great.

Oh!

- Ow.

- [Bae] Are you okay?

- Yes, yes.

- Just a second.

Listen, your tomorrow kid needs

to relax and get natural.

- Being natural is
just a pose Bae,

and the most
irritating one I know.

Louis, just take a break.

- Yeah.

- [Henry] Good work.

Here, wet your
whistle with this.

- I don't know, man.

- Go on, just knock it back.

- [sighs] I can't relax, I--

- It's all right, don't worry.

You'll get into it.

- I think maybe
you'd be better off.

- Ah ah ah, please
Louis, do not think.

Intellect destroys the
harmony of any face.

Beauty is a form of genius
Louis, it needs no explanation.

It's one of the great
facts of this world

like sunlight or springtime
or the reflection

in dark waters of that silver
shell we call the moon.

Beauty cannot be questioned.

It has the divine
right of sovereignty.

It makes princes of
those who possess it.

[dramatic music]

You wanna be a
photographer right?

- Right.

- Well this is what you do.

First, we establish you as
a world class supermodel.

Well then you could do
whatever the hell you want.

If it's photography, fine.

Of course, it's up to you Louis.

You have to take
that first step.

- Supermodel.

Okay, oh.

Okay.

- Fine, fine, Bae!

Back to work.

[upbeat pop music]

- [Bae] Yes, here we go.

- Yes.

- [Henry] In front of the
camera, he was a natural.

He was born to be looked at.

- [Bae] That's it!

- [Henry] He loved to be
photographed, to be watched.

It made him feel alive.

- [Bae] Beautiful.

♪ Turned on by
life, ooh ooh ooh ♪

♪ Shining my light

- [Bae] Okay, now you're
into it, that's great.

♪ Melting into the desire

- [Bae] Okay, that
one looks great.

♪ Taking me higher, fight

♪ Ride

♪ Teases me

- Yes!

♪ Ride

♪ Pleases me

♪ Fight, ride

- [Bae] You're great, man.

♪ Tease me

- Whew!
- Yeah?

- [Bae] That was great.

- All right!

- That was great, I'm
just gonna pick a light.

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

♪ Ooh ooh

[camera clicking]

♪ Teases me

- I got Bae to blow
up the shot I'd taken

of Louis and then invited him
over to my place for drinks.

[laughing]

Yeah, oh, I could come by
this afternoon, five o'clock?

Yeah, good!

Yes, yes, yes.

Well I told you he really
is the face of tomorrow.

And you got him first, Nino.

Well, just have
the papers ready.

Certified check, yeah.

[chuckles] Thanks Nino.

Okay, [laughs] ciao.

[phone beeps]

Congratulations
Louis, you're now

officially the new face
of Sauvage. [laughs]

- You're kidding me.

- Well done.

[laughing]

Nino sends his
congratulations, too.

He thinks this is
some of the best work

that Bae's ever done.

I must say, I tend
to agree with him.

She's really captured something.

- What's wrong?

- Nothing, hm.

Age,

makes me rather sad.

- Why, is it all that terrible?

- Hm, by 50 every man
has the face he deserves.

How's that for terrifying?

[laughing]

You know, I think that Bae

must be some kind
of sadist at heart.

Oh you wait, when you get
old, wrinkled, and gray

you'll curse her every
time you look at this face.

- Henry, are you
tripping out on me?

- [chuckles] Come on, let's
have a drink to celebrate.

- Of course you could always

turn the tables around
like Dorian Gray.

- [Louis] Like who?

- The hero of a brilliant
Oscar Wilde novel.

Champagne?

- Yeah.

- Yes, Dorian was so handsome.

Huh, glasses.

He was so handsome that an
artist painted his portrait.

So Dorian made a wish.

[cork popping]

Ah, whoa, whew!

[laughing]

He makes a wish that
the portrait grows old

while he stays young forever.

[gentle classical piano music]

- Oh, like a pact
with the devil.

- [laughing] Yeah, kind of.

- So what, it works, Dorian
never gets any older?

- Yes, but it doesn't
have a happy ending.

- It sounds great to me.

- Well, you like
the idea, do you?

- Wait a minute.

If this picture
changed instead of me,

yeah, I could deal with that.

- [laughs] Well then,
I guess that makes you

the perfect candidate
to be the new Dorian,

what do you think?

- What do I think about what?

- Your new professional
name, Dorian.

- Dorian?

A little pretentious.

Dorian,

but I kinda like it.

- I thought you
would, hmm, well.

Here's to you Dorian,
a star is born.

[glasses clinking]

[wind roaring]

[dramatic, eerie music]

[rain splattering]

[lock clicking]

[steps tapping]

[somber orchestral music]

[bottles clinking]

- [Henry] Age makes
me rather sad.

By 50, every man has a
face that he deserves.

How's that for
terrifying [laughs].

You know, I think Bae must
be a kind of sadist at heart.

Now you wait, when you get
old, wrinkled, and gray.

You'll curse her every
time you look at this face.

[grunting]

[bottle cap clinking]

[tense music]

Dorian made a wish,
that the portrait

grows old while he stays young
forever, forever, forever.

- [Louis] Like a
pact with the devil.

- [Henry] Yes.

But it doesn't have
a happy ending.

- Sounds great to me.

[dramatic music]

It's a deal.

[thunder roaring]

- A bargain then.

A bargain then.

- Forever.

- Forever.

[eerie droning]

♪ Come on

[upbeat dance music]

[crowd yelling]

- Dancing with Mr. D, huh?

- [Woman] Hey there's Dorian.

- [Woman] Oh, he so hot!

[laughing]

- [Louis] So what do
you think of all this?

- Decadence fascinates
me. [chuckles]

[spray bottle hissing]

- Yeah?

What about art?

- Art?

Art is a sickness.

- And love?

- Love?

- Yeah, what about love?

- Love is an illusion.

[woman laughing]

- Wait a minute, then what
do you believe in, Henry?

Cheers.

- Let me refill your glass.

- [Sybil] Louis!

- Champagne, please.

- Hey, where's Sybil.

- She was around here somewhere.

- Louis!

- [Trina] Henry.

- Oh, hello Trina,
how are you, darling?

Good to see you.

- [Sybil] Louis!

- [Man] Hey.

- [Sybil] Louis!

- You gonna introduce me?

Hi, I'm Trina Rousch.

- Hi.

- Are you as good as you look?

- I think so.

[laughing]

- Louis!

Dorian!

[laughing]

- I like a man with a future,
but not a woman with a past.

Trina baby, you're
hogging our star.

- Okay, you want 10% of
this action too, Henry?

- Oh, what did the poet say?

Shove it where the
sun don't shine.

- Henry [laughs].

- Ugh, Dorian!

- Where'd you say you saw her?

- Um...

Here, there she is.

- Syb!

Sybil, what's wrong?

- [Sybil] I have
to get out of here.

- What are you talking about?

Look we're going
places together.

- No, we're not.

- Listen, look,
the doors are open,

we're in, we are on our way.

No more hassles, no more
struggles, the world is ours.

- No Louis, the world is yours.

- [Louis] Look, nothing
can stop us now.

- I can't--

- No stop, listen
to me, I love you.

Okay?

[sighing]

- I love you, too.

- Let's get out of here okay?

- [Sibyl] Okay.

[crowd shouting]

- So I was thinking of
taking Syb away for awhile.

- Now wait a minute, we
just got some momentum here.

The Sauvage campaign is
just the beginning for you.

- I know but this
modeling thing,

it isn't for me, I
want to take pictures.

- Wait a minute, we
had an agreement.

This is just the
first step Dorian.

- It's not just that, it's Syb.

She doesn't like
what's happening.

- Hmm, hmm.

- She's afraid of losing me.

- Yeah, well you
remember last night

every woman in that
disco wanted you.

- Yeah, I felt like
a piece of meat.

- Now wait a minute,
you just listen to me.

You stop thinking
like that right now.

The gods have been
so kind to you.

For what they gave, they
can soon taketh away.

Don't squander the
gold of your days.

For a season, the
world belongs to you.

- [sighs] I don't
know what I wanna do.

- That's why you've
got a manager.

[key jingling]

- What is this for?

- Oh, that looks like
the key to your new loft.

- [Man] Yeah, can I
get the door for you?

- Say goodbye to Brooklyn,
say hello to Manhattan.

Top floorm and you're very
lucky you bought it cheap.

Friends of mine are
renovating the building.

[laughing]

- Looks like a great place.

- Ah.

Think Syb will like it?

- Yeah, yeah, of
course she will.

- Open the door [laughs].

- Well at least check it out.

- [Sibyl] I just don't
want to move right now.

- What, you like this
junkie infested pit better?

- What's that supposed to mean?

You think I'm back
on the needle again?

- Look, maybe I oughtta just
get outta your hair for awhile.

- And go where?

- Henry's, he's having a few
people over for dinner tonight.

- Louis, it's after midnight.

- So what?

Come with me Syb.

- Come as what?

As Dorian's girl?

Another joke for Henry's
snob friends to laugh at?

- Hey they're my
friends, too, you know?

- Friends, Louis, they drool
over you like some pinup boy.

God, is that all you want to
be, some mindless model toy?

- All right, right,
I'm not a real artist.

Not like you and your
performance theater, right?

- You're pathetic, go on,
forget your photography,

forget your dreams,
just throw it all away

and go uptown to
your jerk-off party.

You know what?

That's where you
belong, up with Henry

and all of his sell-out phonies.

Louis, if you really think
that this modeling crap

is gonna be some
short cut to success

as a photographer,
then you are a fool!

- Shut up!

[Sibyl screaming]

Shut up!

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

Baby, come on you know.

- No!

[photograph clattering]

Get out!

- Baby, please you
know I wouldn't--

- Get out!

[gasping]

[door thudding]

[gasping]

Oh, Louis.

Oh Louis, [sobs], Louis!

- I'm afraid not, my dear.

[dramatic music]

♪ Oh, come and get it

♪ Everything you need is here

♪ The world can be yours

♪ If you just let
go of your fears ♪

- Dorian.

- Hi, Trina.

It looks like I'm
kind of late, huh?

- It depends what for.

I'm the last one here.

- Yeah, where's Henry?

- He offered to take Nino
Barrachi back to the Hamptons.

He won't be back 'til tomorrow.

But she's all ours.

You want it?

♪ Ooh, come get it

♪ I got something for you

♪ Forget about your troubles

♪ Forget about your sins

♪ Why not take advantage
of a situation ♪

♪ There's a world of pleasure

♪ You can have it all

♪ It's yours for the taking

♪ All you got to do is

♪ Come get it, ooh

♪ Come get it, ooh

♪ Come get it

♪ Come, come get it

[somber rock music]

- Sybil.

Stop crying, man.

♪ Okay, so I need it.

- Here take a toke of this.

♪ To the lions

- I scored some real good smack.

♪ Is the freedom of the
truth ringing stone cold ♪

- Some real good stuff.

♪ I will take you down

♪ And carry you home

♪ I'll carry you on
where you left off ♪

♪ I'll feed you to the lions

♪ Then I'll be become the lion

♪ When I swallow you piece
by piece half asleep ♪

♪ She said it feels like you're
a part of me physically ♪

♪ And I'm already gone

♪ Into the depths of something

♪ Like a mother,
oh tenderly fall ♪

♪ Small, cold hand,
bending fingers ♪

♪ And pulling at my sleeve

♪ Going to leave
in the silence ♪

♪ Only snow falling
low, drifting down ♪

♪ To the bareness of the snow

[glass shattering]

♪ Won't identify me

♪ You won't identify me

♪ I'll be camouflaged
amongst the other ♪

♪ White tigers near
extinction and soft as cake ♪

♪ And sharp end of
open seas and enemies ♪

[eerie humming]

♪ It's the freedom of the
truth ringing stone cold ♪

[sirens blaring]

- I got no patience
with you, right now!

I called you, I called
you, man, I called you.

She messed up, man,
she really messed up!

- What?

- She asked for it.

Ow, you're hurting me,
man, you're hurting me.

She asked for, ow!
- Sybil!

Sybil!

- [Officer] You're gonna have to

say goodbye in the morgue bud.

- Sybil!
- That's where she's going.

- [Louis] What happened?

- [Officer] She ODed.

Hey, aren't you that
guy in all those ads?

- That's right officer.

Actually, I'm his manager.

- [Officer] Okay.

- Nice if you can keep
a lid on this, huh?

Tragic, tragic.

- [Officer] Just another OD,

that's the way I'll write it up.

- [Henry] I really
appreciate that.

- [Officer] No problem.

- [Man] How many times
I got to tell ya, move.

- Dorian, [sighs] I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

[Louis sobbing]

[dramatic music]

It's all right.

Go upstairs and get
your things together.

I'll wait here for you.

I'll take you up to the loft.

- I'll be right back.

- [Man] Yeah!

Yeah, come on, I'm on my way!

[engine revving]

- Syb [sobs].

[tense, eerie music]

What?

What?

It can't be.

No.

Can't be.

[dramatic music]

[sighs]

[door clanging]

- Dorian, here let
me help you with it.

- No, I've got it.

I can handle it.

- Is there anything else?

- No, just leave it
all, let's get a cab.

[upbeat music]

♪ You can't change
the way you feel ♪

♪ Lost in the concrete canyon

♪ Towers of golden steel

♪ Can you see it

♪ Can you believe it

♪ Look into yourself

- [Man] Now the, uh.

- [Detective] You're telling me

he thought the
picture had changed?

- That's what he told me.

I know it sounds bizarre.

- No no no.

Go on Mr. Wooten, I want
to hear the whole story.

- Well for the next few years,

Dorian threw himself
into his career.

Managing him became
a full time job.

Oh, oh, we had some fun.

Made lots and lots of money.

Something was missing.

He grew increasingly
more paranoid,

the more successful he became.

[upbeat hip hop music]
[distorted woman moaning]

♪ The fader moves fastly

♪ The, the, The
fader moves fast ♪

♪ The, the fader moves fastly

- [Henry] Nevertheless,
wherever you went,

Dorian's picture was there.

The more famous he grew,
the more impossible

he became to manage.

People began to gossip
about Dorian's escapades.

I however, rose above it all.

Never once publicly approving

or disapproving of
anything he did.

[upbeat rock music]

[door knocking]

- Jeez, I'm coming.

♪ I can't deal with

♪ The sadness in your eyes

♪ But I can deal with

[door knocking]

- Coming, jeez!

♪ I can't deal with

♪ The games you try

- What the hell's
going on, Dorian?

You were due at the
studio two hours ago.

- Yeah.

Overslept.

Tell them I'm,
tell them I'm sick.

- It's too late, they
canceled the shoot.

And there'll be no
check in the mail!

- Oh, yeah I need a shower.

♪ And when you do it

- [Henry] Whenever
interviewed I'd say,

we're not sent ito the world

to air our model prejudices.

Hence, I never take any
notice of what the press

or common people say.

And I never interfere with
what common people do.

- You make any coffee?

- [sighs] Not me.

- Hey, do you mind?

- No.

Are there any more?

- I gotta split,
have a nice day.

- Have a nice day.

- And I will see you later.

- Hey, wait up, I'm
coming with you.

[door clattering]

- What?

- Dorian, I'm worried about you.

You're out partying every night.

- Yeah, I still look
okay, don't I, don't I?

- Yes, yes, of course,
you're just not.

- Not what?

Not as good as when
you first met me?

- No, you're fine.

- That's right, I'm fine
because there's no bags

under my eyes and no
lines up here, right?

- What the hell is
going on with you?

- You want to know
what's going on?

Come on Henry, I'll show you.

Come on!

This, this is what's going on.

- Oh, oh.

Oh my God.

What happened to it?

When did it start transforming?

- I saw it first just
after Sybil passed on.

It's gotten worse.

- It's truly amazing.

- It's like that bullshit
story you told me.

About the other Dorian.

I know it's hard
to believe but it,

it's like it's happening to me.

- I can believe anything
providing it's truly incredible.

- This is not what I wanted.

- [laughs] You can have
whatever you want, Dorian.

Life has everything
in store for you.

With that face, there's
nothing you can't have.

You're the luckiest man
in the world, Dorian.

There are no limits
with that sweet smile,

the boyish grin [chuckles],
forever Dorian, forever.

We can go all the way, we
can rule this business!

Now it's up to you,

do you want to play?

- Yes.

- Yes, yes, yes, yes!

Go on, go get dressed, go on.

We have to go see Bae.

- Why?

- I've got a deal
with Diana Baxter.

Ever heard of her?

- [Louis] No.

- No, no, Diana publishes
books, coffee table books.

Elegant, yuppie very expensive.

- [Louis] So?

- So I've convinced her
to do a book about you.

You know, top model's real life,

the naked truth behind the
glamor, that sort of bull, ha.

I think she'll go along
with it under one condition.

She wants Bae to
do the photographs

so if we can sign Bae on,

we've got ourselves a

six figure deal.

- So what's the
title of the book?

- Hold on, Dorian, A Model Life.

- Diana thinks it's
going to be huge.

Especially if you
do the photographs.

- Me?

What?

- No, no, no, I want you Bae.

You're the best.

- Your tastes, your aesthetic.

- Come on, I really wanna
work with you again.

What do you say?

- All the artistic
decisions will be yours.

And Dorian's of course.

No interference from anyone.

- Please.

[gentle, soulful music]

- Okay.

- There you go, there
you go, come here.

We're gonna have a great time.

[gentle, soulful music]

- [Henry] Dorian and Bae
got to work together again.

It was heaven for them.

[camera clicks]

Somehow, Bae was able to
help Dorian temper his ways

and bring out the Louis that
was buried deep inside him.

- [Bae] What do you
really want Dorian?

- [Louis] To finish
this book, mm-hm.

- [Bae] And then?

- Sell a billion copies,
get rich and famous.

License my name out to
sheets, towels, underwear.

Retire to a life
with pure access.

- That's what Henry wants.

I thought you wanted
to take pictures?

- I do.

- [Bae] So what changed?

- Nothing, I'm still going to

but not until the time's right.

- When would that be?

- I'm not sure, Henry--

- [clicks tongue] Henry.

- How long have you
known Henry for?

- Hm, for an eternity.

I was one of his first clients.

- [Louis] Really?

Has he had many clients?

- Only a very select few.

- I guess that makes me one
of the lucky few, right?

- Guess so.

- Henry says you're a hermit.

And me I've got
to stay out there

and make the scene be visible.

- Sure thing.

- Look, we're a team.

[pinball table ringing]

I'm happy right now having fun.

Good times, excitement.

- Dorian.

- That's what I like, Bae,
it's what comes easy for me.

Walk into a room, and I can
feel people's eyes all over me.

It's what Henry says
the world's all about.

- Be careful.

- I thought you liked Henry.

- I do.

- I do but what?

- [Bae] I don't like
what he does to you.

What he wants you to be.

You're better than that, Dorian.

- Henry's all right, he
only offers me choices.

I'm the one that
makes the decisions.

- Are you sure of that?

- Yeah, of course I am.

- He works for me.

I wonder what Henry would think?

- [Bae] He wouldn't be happy.

- No, no he would not be happy.

- Enough about Henry.

Maybe you need to
be in another world.

[mellow music]

- Yeah.

Yeah, maybe.

♪ You

♪ Make me move inside

♪ I feel stars collide

- Please promise
me, that if you ever

need to speak or whatever,
you'll come to me.

- Yeah, yeah sure, I promise.

♪ I, I

♪ I see a light in your eyes

♪ Gives me butterflies

♪ I

♪ I just want to hold you

♪ Close to me

♪ Spinning round and round

♪ Like falling down

♪ Falling down

♪ Falling down

- What can I say, I love her.

- In love?

With Bae?

[laughing]

Are you insane?

- What?

It just happened.

Working together on the book.

- What do you want to
do, marry her? [laughs]

- Why not?

I love Bae and she loves me.

- Why not?

I'll show you, why not.

- Henry!

Stop it!

- Here, this is why not.

Has Bae seen this?

Or does she think that face
you're wearing is your real one?

- Hey, she loves me!

- Loves you?

What are you talking about,
she doesn't even know you.

That is you!

- Henry!

- Oh, let's show Bae the
real you, mm, shall we?

Should we call her
up, get her over here.

Yeah, I'll get her
over here right now.

I'll just call her.
- Henry!

- [Henry] I know she's in.

Got to get her over now.

- Henry, give me that!

Look, I like working
with her, okay?

You know how great Bae is.

- Oh, I see so you
want a new career

as Bae's camera assistant?

- No, she's gonna help
me with my photography.

- Look Dorian, you've got a book

coming out at the
end of next week.

50,000 copies
pre-sold worldwide.

That's your career, that's what.

that's what we both worked for.

- Enough, enough.

I just want a normal life.

- A normal life.

Ah, you want a nice normal life.

- [Louis] Yeah.

- Mm, mm.

Ah, so you're gonna marry
Bae and move to New Jersey

have a couple of sniveling kids?

[knife banging]

- Yes.

- So, you want to
be ordinary, Dorian.

All right, well, I
can make you ordinary.

I can make you completely,
inescapably ordinary.

- [Louis] Henry,
Henry, don't, Henry!

- Take one last look
at that picture.

Because in two seconds flat,
that's gonna be your face.

- No!

[grunting]
[blows thudding]

Leave it alone Henry,
that's my picture!

[tense music]

It's me.

- Of course Dorian,
anything you say.

[grunting]

Thank you.

- So what do we do about Bae?

- Oh, don't worry about that.

I'll take care of
her, my boy [laughs].

[midtempo hip hop music]

♪ We got Lexus, Mercedes
♪ Try keeping it real

♪ Range Rovers, BMWs
♪ Should try keeping it right

♪ Landcruisers, Jaguars
♪ Try keeping it real

♪ Pathfinders, Limousines
♪ Should try keeping it right

♪ We got Lexus, Mercedes
♪ Try keeping it real

♪ Range Rovers, BMWs
♪ Should try keeping it right

♪ Landcruisers, Jaguars
♪ Try keeping it real

♪ Pathfinders, Limousines
♪ Should try keeping it

♪ Dollar bills, scrilla
♪ Try keeping it real

♪ Dividends, little cheese
♪ Should try keeping it right

♪ Big cities, bright lights
♪ Try keeping it real

♪ Rubies, fast money
♪ Should try keeping it right

♪ Dollar bills, scrilla
♪ Try keeping it real

♪ Dividends, little cheese
♪ Should try keeping it right

♪ Big cities, bright lights
♪ Try keeping it real

- Looks like we got
a winner, Henry.

- Oh, I hope so.

- Thanks for convincing
me to publish it.

[laughs]

I still don't understand why you

didn't want your
name on the book.

- It's Dorian's creation, Diana.

- You created Dorian.

- If you say so.

- Take the credit.

- Reveal the art,
conceal the artist.

That's the trick Diana,
that's the trick.

- Dorian's your work of art?

- Yes.

[glasses clinking]

Just look at him.

- Dorian, it's been years.

You haven't changed a bit.

- Trina, baby.

- I am pissed off at you.

- Really?

- Really, I checked the index,
and I'm not listed anywhere.

- Baby, count your blessings.

- [laughs] Oh and Bae,
the photos are gorgeous.

Nobody's ever captured
you like that.

It's like you two were
meant for each other.

[gentle piano music]

- Excuse me.

- I'm sorry, I didn't
realize you two were an item.

- Fling.

[laughing]

Henry!

- Dorian, Trina.

May I introduce you
to Mariella Steiner,

she's married to one of
my oldest friends, Rolf.

- Oh good for you,
honey, one of the richest

men in Europe, very impressive.

[clears throat]

- Dorian, Henry told
me this would be

the book launching
of the season.

- Well, we certainly hope so,

Enchante.

- It's quite the book.

- Oh, you've read it?

- No, I looked at the pictures.

[laughing]

- Oh, you must meet
the photographer.

- Yes, unfortunately our
dear Bae had to leave.

- Well, I think it's going
to be a huge success.

Everyone loves to read about
the dark side of New York.

- Oh, so it's that
kind of book, is it?

Well, I just might
have to read it then.

- Why read, when I can
show you the real thing?

- Are you offering
to be our guide?

- Our guide?

- Yes, my husband is coming to
pick me up in a few minutes.

[wine glasses clinks]

[upbeat rock music]

[woman sighing]

♪ I want you to get
down on your knees ♪

- Rolf, don't think you've
had enough to drink?

- No, I'm fine thank you.

I'm sorry I missed your
book launching my friend,

but, you know, in my world
business always comes first.

- Well.

- Business always comes first?

- First after you, [speaking
in foreign language].

- You're a wise man, Rolf.

- [chuckles] Yeah,
let's have a toast,

to whatever the night may bring.

- Yes, indeed.

♪ I want you to get
down on your chin ♪

♪ I want you to
overexpose my skin ♪

♪ I want to know
every twisted tale ♪

♪ I wanna see you rip
you, rip you, rip you ♪

- Dorian!

♪ I want you

♪ Cause you're my
fashion victim ♪

- Dorian!

♪ Fashion victim

♪ And I'll take you,
and I'll make you ♪

♪ And I'll shake
and I'll bake you ♪

♪ And I'll use and overuse
you till I'm gone ♪

[knocking]

- Dorian?

♪ Fashion victim

♪ So long

[mirror sliding]

- Dorian!

[dramatic music]

[phone ringing]

Hello.

- [Louis] Henry.

- Oh, and where have you been?

- [Louis] I'm taking a vacation.

- [sighs] What are
you talking about?

You've got a screen
test at Fox next week.

Not to mention the L.A.
launch of the book.

You haven't got time
for a goddamn vacation.

- [Louis] Yes, well
I need a vacation,

so I'm taking one, understand?

- I see, so where are you going?

- [Louis] Germany.

- Germany, well why not?

Oh, I see, so you're going

with that Eurotrash bimbo

and her billionaire
impotent husband, are you?

Look here Dorian,
we have a contract.

- [Louis] Body and soul, Henry?

- Body and soul, Dorian.

[thunder roaring]

- So he just walked out on you?

- Yes.

- But you were still handling
his dough, the book, modeling?

- Well, I still had
power of attorney, yes.

He didn't need any money.

He was living in a huge mansion

in the Bavaria for God's sake.

I even heard that he
tried photography again,

but without my influence,
that got nowhere fast.

He reverted back to
being the toy boy

he was always meant to be.

[camera flash clicking]
[upbeat pop music]

That's how Dorian spent
the next few years.

He lived like kept
man, a two bit gigolo.

And made out like a bandit.

He should've realized
there was a catch.

He wasn't really in the
driver's seat, Rolf was.

- [Rolf] Mariella love, my sweet

I wanted to talk
with you privately

before our guest joins us.

- [Mariella] Very
well Rolf, about what?

- [Rolf] You know, [speaking
in foreign language]

sometimes what you want and
what I need are not the same.

And I think that our
dear friend Dorian

has fallen into that category.

- [Mariella] What do you mean?

- I put a sleeping
pill in his drink.

He'll be sleeping for hours.

- Mm, absolutely beautiful.

- Gracias.

- [Rolf] You know
that I'm always happy

to give you whatever
your heart desires.

- [Mariella] Yes.

- But to put it
delicately, I feel

that Dorian has
overstayed his welcome.

- Are you saying you
want him to leave?

- [Rolf] I'm afraid so.

- Dorian.

- Yes.

- Fly away with us.

- It's time for us to say

[speaking in foreign
language] to Dorian.

- I don't know if
it's such a good idea.

When are you leaving?

- Another week.

- [Louis] Hmm, a nice
sophisticated, Euro triangle.

Sounds cozy.

- [Mariella] Rolf, please don't.

- Please don't?

I know the two of you
have gotten rather close.

- But it's not--.

- No buts.

- Rolf likes you.

- Oh, and I like him great.

- He's my husband and I
love him, but I want you.

- Do I detect a schoolgirl
crush on Dorian?

Grow up, he's not
worthy of our attention.

He's so common.

- He is our friend.

- I got contracts, Mariella,

obligations.

- I know.

I am your husband,

and I want him to leave.

- Mariella, [mumbles].

- But he.

- Don't ever contradict
me, you understand?

- Yes.

- Now compose yourself
before he arrives.

- [Rolf] Let me
show you something

I'm sure you'll
find interesting.

[sighing]

[door clattering]

- Dorian, come in.

Sit down.

Mm-hm, enjoy the show.

[tense, dramatic music]

How about some sound?

[woman moaning]

- Rolf.

- Turn it off.

I said turn it off!

[thudding]

- Impotent son of a [grunts].

You don't deserve her.

I'm taking her with me.

- You really think so, you fool.

You really think she'll
leave all this for you?

Take a look at her facem
tell me if I'm wrong.

Look at her!

- I wish for once, you will
stop deciding things for me.

[dramatic music]

Oh my!

- After all I've done for you.

This is how you'll repay me?

- Please, please!

[gun clicks]

Please.

- [Louis] Whoa!

- Stop!
- Stop it!

This is crazy, stop it, please!

Stop!

- No!
- Stop!

- [Mariella] Stop it!

This is crazy stop!

Please, please!

[gun firing]

[screams]

Oh!

No!

No, no!

[crying]

[dramatic music]

- Henry?

You okay?

[sobbing]

Henry!

[sobbing]

- Dorian, Dorian!

Dorian, what are we going to do?

Rolf is.

What, what?

- Get out, get out!

- What is this?

Oh my God, it's blood, the
picture is bleeding, Dorian.

- It's Rolf's blood.

- What?

- The picture is
bleeding Rolf's blood.

- What, Dorian, Dorian!

Listen to me.

Who is it in this picture?

Who is it?

- It's me.

Me in the picture.

- No, no.

No, oh no!

- Mariella!

- No!

- Mariella!
- No!

- Mariella, Mariella!
- No, no!

Mariella, Mariella, no!

[dramatic music]

[singing in foreign language]

[heavy breathing]

[painting growling]

[grunting]

♪ Ah

- He didn't even wait for
the funerals, just took off.

That was about 10 years ago.

- Do you ever hear from him?

- No.

- What about Bae, Ms. Conick?

- I don't think so.

She would've told me if she had.

Of course, there were rumors.

Someone would run into him

at some flesh pot
somewhere on the planet.

Some dive where they sell
any kind of pleasure.

You know, boys, girls,
whatever they like.

Pretty sordid stuff.

[camera flash clicking]
[upbeat music]

From what I could gather,

Dorian was caught
in a mad race that

took him spiraling into
the depths of hell.

Eventually landed in the midst
of a perverted sex scandal

in Bangkok, but charges
where never laid against him.

I then heard that he
left Thailand soon after,

to continue his depraved ways

in other remote
parts of the world.

[crowd shouting]

[woman moaning]

And then about a week ago,

Bae had a big
retrospective in Tribeca.

So I hosted a party
for her at my house.

[camera flash clicking]

[crowd chattering]

[light piano music]

- [Diana] Bae
darling, I loved it.

It was just fabulous.

- Thank you, Diana.

- And you're taking
it on the road?

- Yes, L.A., Chicago,
Dallas and maybe even Paris

and London in the fall.

- Oh.

Oh my God, look.

- Dorian.

- Hello, Bae, Trina, Diana.

- I don't believe it.

- Dorian, look at you?

- Dammit, he's still gorgeous.

Dorian, I'm gonna kill you,

you haven't aged
a bit in 20 years.

Who'd you go to, that
Brazilian doctor?

- Good Lord [chuckles], look
what the cat dragged in.

Hello Dorian.

- Hello Henry.

It's good to see you.

- And you.

- Honestly Dorian,
look at yourself!

- How do you look so good?

- Genetics, I guess.

[laughing]

- Look, I'm going
for a drink later on,

would you care to join me?

- No, I can't, I just
dropped by to say hi.

- Glad you turned up.

- Well, where are you staying?

- In the loft, just got
the place all cleaned up.

- Henry, we have to get going.

- Mm, oh, some
things never change.

Well, I'm going to
drive Trina home,

so will you be here
when I get back?

- No, but I will call.

- We have to talk, Dorian.

- Henry, would you
mind dropping me off

along the way, I
need my beauty sleep.

- Of course not,
Diana, oh Bae tomorrow.

- Yes, goodbye.

- Bye-bye!

[speaking in foreign language]

- Great to see you, Dorian.

You're looking great, hm.

- You must have a lot of
these from the old days, huh?

- Every shot I ever took of you.

- I'd like to
borrow your proofs.

- Which ones?

- All of them, just
for a little while,

it's really important.

- Well okay, are you all right?

- Yeah, yeah, it's
just, it's kind of weird

being back after
all these years.

- What are you going
to do with them?

- I tell you what, I'll
show you when I'm done.

So I can drop by tomorrow
and pick those up?

- Of course, call
me, same old number.

- I remember.

- [Photographer]
Spread, excellent.

- [Man] Here.

- Excuse me, aren't you Dorian?

- No, no pictures, no pictures.

- Hey Louis, you
don't remember me?

James, I used to live next
door to you and Sybil?

[camera flash clicking]

- You, you're the
guy who killed her!

- [James] Hey!

- You're the guy who put
the needle in her arm!

- I couldn't say no to her, man.

She was hurting too much and
after that guy came to see her.

- What guy?

- The grey haired guy.

- Who Henry, Henry?

- Yeah, was freaked out, man.

She came to me for help, and
he paid for her drugs, man.

[crowd gasping]

It's all right, it's all right.

[crowd chattering]

[upbeat rock music]

- [Henry] I can
believe anything.

- [Mariella] Get out, get out!

[eerie, monstrous screaming]

[singing drowned out by music]

- [Henry] There are no limits,

with that sweet smile,
the boyish grin.

[man shouting]

Forever Dorian, forever.

[shouting]

You'll go all the way.

We could rule this business.

What do you do?

You want to play?

- [Louis] No, no!

Get down!

[upbeat rock music]

- [Henry] Yes, yes!

- [Louis] No!

- [Sibyl] Go on, forget
your photography!

Forget your dreams,
just throw it all away

and go uptown to
your jerkoff party.

[shouting]

[heavy breathing]

[shouting]

- [Henry] Look here
Dorian, we had a contract.

[women shouting over each other]

[shouting]

- [Voiceover]
Mariella, Mariella!

[screaming]

[singers shouting rhythmically]

- [Henry] Dorian
came to Bae's studio

and took away all
the photographs that
she'd taken of him.

Then on New Year's Eve,
Bae had a premonition

and she insisted
that I call him.

[phone rings]

- Nothing.

- Good luck.

[dramatic, melancholy music]

[door clanking]

[Dorian coughing]

[door knocking]

[door clattering]

[keys jingling]

- Dorian?

Dorian?

Dorian?

[dramatic music]

- Hello Bae.

- Dorian, what.

- I've been working for
days, then I crashed.

- Why is it so hot in here?

- I love the desert.

Have you ever seen two
scorpions fight to the death?

It's beautiful.

- Let's get some
light into here.

- No, I like it dark!

- No, no, you're hurting me!

- Ow!

[grunting]

- What's wrong with you?

Dorian.

My pictures.

- Yeah, I've got some
shit to work out.

Don't like what I
did with your shots?

[screams]

I've got you!

[Bae screaming]

- What have I done to you?

- Remember this, recognize
your great work of art?

- No, that's not
mine, Henry shot it.

- Henry!

- I tried to warn you.

- Warn me, about what?

Henry, you knew.

- Ow, you're not the first
caught in Henry's trap.

He's been hunting forever.

- You promised me, Bae.

- Ow!

- What did you trade
your soul for, huh?

- I did it for my art.

- Your art?

[screams]

Was it worth it?

[sobbing]

Why Bae?

Why?

- Dorian, I'm so sorry.

[dramatic music]

I have to set you free.

- No!

- [screams] I have to do this!

[Louis speaking
drowned out by music]

I have to go!

[phone beeping]

[phone ringing]

- Come on Bae.

Damn.

[eerie electronic music]

[knocking]

- Ah, there is someone home.

- Ah.

[door clattering]

I thought you had a
key to this place.

- Where's Bae?

- Drink?

- I lent Bae my key,
she wants to see you.

Of course, naturally, you
weren't answering your phone.

What's that smell?

- Oh, just a little eating in.

So you went to see Sybil,

[clears throat] the night
she died, didn't you?

- Did I, huh? [chuckles]

Did Bae come over here?

- Yeah,

you want that drink?

- [chuckles] Well,
where is she now?

- She's over there.

[tense music]

- Bae.

Death is the only thing that
ever terrifies me, I hate it.

- She tried to cut my picture.

- Poor Dorian.

It's a good thing
you stopped her.

When that picture
dies, so do you.

- What are you gonna do,
Henry, call the police?

- [laughs] The police, good
Lord no, of course not, no.

No, actually, I was looking
for that drink you offered me.

We can toast our
future together,

because this goes on
forever, remember?

How does that quotation go?

What does it profit a man,

if to gain the whole
world and lose his soul?

[dramatic, eerie music]

Soul.

[sighs]

Oh Dorian.

How lucky you are.

What an exquisite
life you've had.

You've drunk deeply
of everything.

Nothing has ever
been hidden from you.

And it's all being no more

than the sound of music to you.

But it hasn't marred you,
you're still just the same.

- No, I am not the same, Henry.

- Yes.

Yes, you are.

You are perfect.

Flawless.

I wish I could change
places with you.

The world cried out
against us both.

But it has always worshiped you.

I'm so glad that you
haven't had any talent.

You never carved a statue
or painted or picture

or produced anything
outside yourself.

Your life has been your art.

Your days are your sonnets.

[tense, dramatic music]

[photograph growling]

- No!

No!

- [Henry] Dorian, stop
it, Dorian, stop it!

- Give it to me, Henry!

- Stop it, no!
- Henry, it's over!

- Don't be a fool, no!

[groaning]

Dorian!

- Henry!

[grunting]

- [Henry] Dorian!

- No!

[grunts]

[groans]

[eerie squeaking]

[sighing]

[phone beeping]

- Yes, can you send an ambulance

to 122 Spring, top floor loft.

Yes, yes it's an emergency.

- Mr. Wooten.

Mr. Wooten.

Where's the picture?

- Do you want to see it?

- Yeah.

Son of a bitch.

I think we're gonna
wrap this up for now.

I may have some questions later.

Would you like a lift home?

- Thanks, I'll take a cab.

- All right.

[tense music]

Mr. Wooten.

Happy New Year.

- Happy New Year.

[door clanking]

Taxi!

[car engine revving]

Hi.

- [Taxi Driver] Hey.

- Deliver this to 354 East 83rd.

- [Taxi Driver] Yeah, right.

[car alarm beeps]

Here, give it to the door
man, keep the change, huh?

- [Taxi Driver] You got it, pal.

[upbeat, eerie music]

♪ Sleep, then you'll
only lie in space ♪

♪ Flying in a dream

♪ Cross the universe

♪ Through you, when
will there be and mine ♪

♪ You fell for his hoof,
transform only for my pleasure ♪

[somber rock music]

♪ I

♪ I am drawn to you

♪ I am drawn to do

♪ What my love tells me to

♪ You

♪ Make me move inside

♪ I feel stars collide

♪ Feel my blood is calling you

[upbeat electro music]
[woman sighing]

♪ I want you to get
down on your knees ♪

♪ I want you to prove
you can do the deed ♪

♪ I want your every
little funky detail ♪

♪ I want to tip you, take you,
turn you over inside out ♪

♪ I want you

♪ Come on

[dramatic hip-hop music]

♪ We got Gucci, Tommy Hill
♪ Try keeping it real

♪ Oh no, try Kevin
♪ Should try keeping it right

♪ Pelle Pelle, FUBU
♪ Try keeping it real

♪ Nautica, Versace
♪ Should try keeping it right

♪ Gucci, Tommy Hill
♪ Try keeping it real

♪ Oh no, try Kevin
♪ Should try keeping it right

♪ Pelle Pelle, FUBU
♪ Try keeping it real

♪ Nautica, Versace
♪ Should try keeping it right

♪ With so many problems
existing within the globe ♪

♪ How much should
be so now reminded ♪

♪ Rapping 'bout money
and clothes, silly hoes ♪

♪ I see hoes, all they,
boo, you my bitch ♪

♪ You do whatever I say

♪ And I'll by you expensive sh

♪ What's this, worthless
minds working together ♪

♪ It's silly, gangstas
on the corner ♪

♪ Acting drunk and
getting jiggy ♪

♪ Really, I gotta say
that I'm glad you exist ♪

♪ 'Cause if there wasn't,
there'd me no one to make ♪