The Girlfriend Experience (2016–…): Season 2, Episode 10 - Living Like a Tornado - full transcript

Bria takes matters into her own hands in order to escape Ian.

MAN 1:
Do you recognize this man?

BRIA: Is Donald in custody?

IAN: He made bail.

BRIA: So he's out there.

He could come find me.
He could...

IAN: I'm gonna keep you safe.

I'm gonna keep you safe.

[ panting ]

What do you want me
to do to you?

BRIA: I think you've imagined
what you wanna do to me.

So why don't you just do it?



[ panting ]

Did he make you do that?

- Who?
- Ian.

[ metal detector whirring ]

[ whirring continues ]

[ indistinct chatter ]

PAUL: It's harder sometimes.

KAYLA: Yeah.

Every once in a while, you find

something like this.

[ indistinct chatter ]

KAYLA: Like what?

[ indistinct chatter continues ]

*



[ panting ]

What's wrong?

I don't know.

I don't feel so good.
I think I should go home.

*

[ breathing heavily ]

Mm.

I had a bad feeling
someone was in the house.

Let's have a drink.

I don't know
if that's a good idea.

I think you drank
enough booze today.

Are you gonna stay for a bit?

PAUL: Yeah, I'll stay.

[ sighs ]

KAYLA: Is she okay?

She's your mom,
you know her better than me.

She looks thirsty.

I don't think
she's drank enough water.

Why don't you... Can you
get us something to drink?

KAYLA: Yeah.

I noticed that when
you were getting sloshed

earlier today, you were
not drinking any water.

- It's concerning me--
- I have something to tell you.

I haven't really been
honest with you.

Hmm, about?

BRIA:
I'm not s... I'm not safe.

"Safe?"

Uh, here you go.

Here, take a sip.

Um...can you give me
and your mom

like a couple of minutes,
sweetheart?

Maybe go play
in your room or something.

I need to talk to your mom.

Okay.

Ah, thank you.

When you say "Safe,"
you mean like

you're fucking dudes
with no rubbers on?

Is that it?

No, I'm...

Oh, my. This is all...
I haven't...

Get it out, come on.

I don't wanna fuck this up
with you, Paul.

I really don't,
I really like you.

- I wanna make it work and I...
- The feeling is mutual.

- So I'm scared to tell you...
- So what're you scared of?

I'm not who you think I am.

It's not a big deal.

Listen, I've been
with a lot of women.

They all say the same thing.

Women in your same situation,
they're not who they are.

- It feels fake, false.
- I'm not talking about Lola.

- I'm-I-m... This, I'm talk--
- What're you talking about?

I had an ex.

Right.

Tell me.

He-he did some
really bad things, and--

Okay, now we're
getting somewhere--

- Illegal stuff.
- Uh-huh.

- And...
- Hmm.

He had me do a lot of stuff

that I felt
like I had no choice in.

Lot of illegal things.

Really bad things.

Really bad.
Like it's bad as it gets.

A lot of times

when women are with abusive men

or bad men,
they start to internalize--

[stammering]
No, it's not...
I was there too.

I was there and I was doing

a lot of the same things
that he was doing.

You know,
mostly 'cause I had no choice.

You know,
I felt like I'd be killed

if I didn't get involved.

Shoot or be shot,
that sort of situation.

And so,
that's why I made the decision

that I had to get out, and...

- And?
- Decided to make a deal.

To testify against him

and that's when I joined WITSEC
to ask for protection.

And I thought
it was the best idea.

I thought we'd be safe
but I don't feel safe.

I'm not safe,
and that's why I need your help.

And that's why I need us
to move in with you, okay?

[ exhales ]

You know, that's a loaded
question, right?

Um...

Come here.

This is one of those things

that might take me
a couple of minutes.

Maybe even a little longer
to...register

what you're talking about...
Can we talk about this tomorrow?

I don't think there's time,
I feel like he's coming for me.

We need to move in now.

And then, I'll feel safe.

Yeah. We'll see.

[ crickets chirping ]

[ creaking ]

Paul?

Paul?

Paul?

Just me.

It's alright.

Kayla called and said
she was worried about you.

Are you okay?

How did she call you?

While you were asleep,
she found your phone.

She called and said

she didn't know what to do,
but I should come over.

What, you don't believe me?

What else did she say?

She said
you were acting strange.

Tell me what's going on.

I con feel him watching me.

It's a perfectly normal reaction
to an upcoming trial.

You're scared to testify,
it's understandable.

I can't imagine
having to face my abuser.

No, I know him.

He has people he could call.

You wouldn't even know
if he was watching you.

He'll kill you.

And now, he's here,
I can feel him.

I need you to believe me.

Well, if he is here, and...

...it's very, very unlikely

I will keep you safe.

*

Okay?

No one is watching me.

BRIA: No one is watching me.

IAN: No one is watching me.

BRIA: No one is watching me.

IAN: I am safe with Ian.

BRIA: I'm safe with Ian.

IAN: I am safe with Ian.

BRIA: I am safe with Ian.

[ gasps ]

[ dog barking ]

[ whirring ]

*

I was thinkin' we could

you know, drop Kayla off
at school, and then

I could drop you off
at work, and maybe

we could get breakfast
on the way.

Drop me off at work
at the factory.

Yeah, where else do you work?

WOMAN 1:
Morning.

[ indistinct chatter ]

*

Have a nice day at work.

You too.

You are my work.

[ indistinct chatter ]

MAN 1:
Bria?

I didn't expect to see you back.

*

BRIA:
I just wanted to say hi.

MAN 1:
Okay, I just figured you'd quit
without informing us.

Are you here to ask
for your job back?

No.

BRIA:
I have to go now.

[ buzzer buzzing ]

Nice seeing you.

*

[ wind howling ]

[ indistinct chatter ]

Hi...

Sorry, my mom
got a little pissed

at me this morning
and she insisted

she take me to school.

I had to fake
like I was actually going.

Well, you're here now,
so that's what matters.

Um, we were just about to go

for a ride and go smoke
some weed if you wanna--

Yeah, that's cool, yeah. Cool.

Do you wanna get in front?

I-I'll get in the back.

[ engine turns over ]

[ inhales deeply ]

- You want a hit?
- Yeah, yeah, sure.

KYLE:
No, you gotta hold on, uh,
you gotta hold the carb.

I know.

Uh, ha-have you
done this before?

- Yeah.
- Hah, no.

Why, what are you, like 12?

[ laughs ]

I'm 15!

Okay, let me,
let me hold it for you.

Saw that?
Yeah, like that. Yeah.

Now hold on to it.

Here you go, light it.

There you go, now pull it,
pull it, pull it.

Inhale.

There you go. There you go.

[ coughing ]

[ laughing ]

Shut the fuck up.

KYLE:
You okay? You good, you good.

Are you okay? You good? Okay.

[ door opens ]

So, your mom's not home?

KAYLA:
Adopted mom.
Uh, no, she's not home.

- She's at work.
- Cool.

[ rustling ]

You want a hit?

Oh, no, I'm still high.

That's because
you're a lightweight.

Let's try something.

Open your mouth.

You've never
done that before, have you?

Yeah, I have.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Like, a lot.

*

*

You know, there's people
in and out of your apartment

all day.

Like who?

That black guy
you call your cousin.

Your daughter's in there
with some boy right now.

And there's cars parked here
all night I don't recognize.

- All night?
- Yeah.

It all started
when you got here.

Yeah, the transition's
been really hard.

My family's been
helping out a lot.

I don't know your family,
maybe that's normal for you

but it sure seems like
there's people interested

in what you're up to.

Or maybe your family's
just overprotective.

Maybe I'm just being paranoid.

Thanks. I appreciate it, Sandra.

*

[ door opens ]

BRIA:
What are you doing here?

Uh, I-I felt really sick
and I needed to come home.

BRIA:
You don't have to lie to me.

This is Kyle.

Did you use my phone
last night to call Ian?

- No.
- I knew it.

[ sighs ]

[ sniffles ]

I-I-I'm gonna go.

Do-don't move.
How old are you, Kyle?

Um, I'm-I'm 18.

BRIA:
Do you have a car?

Yeah.

If you let me use your car

I won't tell the cops

that you've been smoking weed

and making out
with my 13-year-old daughter.

*

I'm sorry.

[ indistinct hooting ]

PAUL: Let it out.

[ indistinct shouting ]

Come on.

Give it to me.

Let it out. You got it.

What are you doin' here?

I need to know if Kayla and I
can come to your house.

You know, this isn't
really a good time--

No-no, I need
to talk to you now.

I'm not safe.

I want you
to take care of me, Paul.

I'm gonna be better.
I'm gonna be more honest.

[ shouting continues ]

PAUL:
Silence, one of the things

that we need to learn
is control.

We need to learn
to control ourselves.

We can't control other people.

We need to let go.

Let it out.

Let it out!

[ indistinct screaming ]

*

[ engine turns over ]

*

You see how this isn't reacting
the same way as this?

It's cause I...
This is stainless steel.

Which means it's not ferrous.

- Something like that.
- Uh-huh.

It's pretty cool.

Uh, what's that?

You wanna try it?

[ Kyle mumbles ]

- Just...stay still.
- Mm?

S-so you said you were 15.

- Not 13.
- Mm...

What's the big deal
about two years, right?

You have to...

And when's your mum
coming back with my car?

I don't know.

She's fucking crazy.

Just... Here.
Look into the light.

Uh, it-it-it stings.

It's not hurting you.

Just keep looking.

[ metal detector whirring ]

[ Kayla chuckles ]
What do you got in there?

- Noth-nothing.
- Nothing?

*

*

KAYLA:
What is it?

That's a bug, man.
That's a fuckin' bug.

That's a fuckin' bug, th...

Oh, shit!

Oh, is this about me?
Is this fuckin'...

What... Oh, hell, man.
Oh, and you're fuckin' 13!

That's probably what's...
That's probably what it is.

It's a...

Who put this here?

*

BRIA:
Pack your bags.

KYLE:
What's-what's going on?

What's goin' on?

SANDRA:
Hey, you're takin' up
the spaces!

*

[ breathing heavily ]

[ sighs ]

You wanna come inside?

You wanna come inside with us?

Sure.

[ indistinct chatter ]

- Hey.
- Hey.

I wanna teach my daughter
how to shoot.

Uh, so, I'm looking
for a sports gun.

I want her to grow into it

so, something
a little more powerful.

She's adopted.
That's her boyfriend.

WOMAN 2:
Okay. Okay.

It's a Mossberg 308 scope.

So, without a license

I can only get
a sports rifle, right?

WOMAN 2:
That's right.

You got a seven millimeter?

My husband's birthday coming up.

Oh-oh-oh!

Hot-hot-hot, hot-hot-hot.

Hot-hot-hot-hot-hot.
Straight off the presses.

Can we please thank Uncle Paul
for your gifts?

- I marinate... Listen, I mar...
- Thanks, Uncle Paul.

Yeah, no problem.
I marinated this.

- I was a sous chef back in--
- You can keep playing.

Late '80s. Uh, look at this,
look, look, look.

- Oh. Mm.
- Coq au vin.

Wait here.

[ car door closes ]

DIANE:
Why aren't you eating?

Sit down
and finish your dinner.

And please stop
making that noise.

- Are you expecting someone?
- Unh-unh.

- Not expecting anybody.
- Okay.

PAUL:
Can you do me a favor, can you
put the drink up on a coaster

it's just better for the table.

[ Bria grunts ]

- What the fuck?
- I gotta tell you somethin'.

This chick,
she's a little bit out there.

She's not supposed to be here,
but she takes my courses

she became obsessed with me.

And, uh,
I should have told you before--

- Okay...Paul...
- Sorry about that.

Jesus, we're gonna
go up the stairs.

Quick, quick, quick,
let's go. Okay.

We don't feel safe.

This is the best place
for us to come.

What?

Can't...

No, please, you said
that tonight would work.

I don't care about her,
I don't care about the kids.

DIANE:
Paul, what're you doing?
Just call the cops.

It's not good,
nobody's calling the cops.

Just call the...
We're calling the cops.

- You should really leav...
- I-I can't hear you.

[ indistinct chatter ]

Okay, call the cops.
Call the cops.

Do you skateboard?

KYLE:
Yeah.

Oh, that's cool.

*

KYLE:
Ho... What's goin' on?

KAYLA:
I don't know.

[ sighs ]

What did he say?

He said he wasn't gonna
call the police.

KAYLA:
That's a good thing right?

No.

What's she-what's she doing?

Oh, shit!

BRIA:
You better call the cops, Paul.

- Listen, she's misunderstood.
- I need-I need you to come...

- She's actually a nice girl.
- Shut the fuck up, Paul.

I-I, um, I have two children
in this house.

And I need somebody
here now, I'm tellin'...

[ gunshot ]

[ Diane screaming ]

KYLE:
What the fuck!

You better call the cops
or I'm gonna keep shooting!

DIANE:
Oh, my God!

[ indistinct shouting ]

I'm going to wait over there
for the cops, okay?

KYLE:
What?

It's okay, we could just

wait here for the cops to come,
and they'll take us home.

KYLE:
What're you talking about?

Sh-sh-she, she just shot a car!

[ whispers ]
Oh, shit.

[ sighs ]