(applause) (crowd cheers)
♫ I'm standing just behind you. ♫
(piano playing)
♫ Whispering secrets in my head ♫
♫ And yes, I know you were my wild first lover ♫
♫ Your mark is deep beneath ♫
♫ And it will ever be, suicide ♫
♫ Suicide ♫ (rock music)
♫ Red and white, suicide ♫
♫ And it's rattling ♫
♫ Still as a child's breath, suicide ♫ - John, I swear to God, she can do it.
Look, look, Lola's here, and I'm telling you she's clean.
That's right. I'm tellin' you she's straight.
What?
Oh! What do you mean you went dark?
Didn't the band...
No. Look, I know they paid to hear Lola Rain, but--
Oh my God.
Oh, Jesus Christ, John, don't fuckin' shut me out,
okay? I put my whole fuckin' life into this act!
Look, I'm tellin' you, ya gotta believe me,
man. Lola's right here and she's clean.
I'm tell-- She's sorry.
Hold on, hold on.
Tell him you're fucking sorry.
All right? You hear that?
She'll be there.
John, look, you can't do this to me man,
because we got a fuckin' contract.
This is my wife,
the greatest female rock artist in history.
Oh, for God's sake, John.
Please, you gotta understand.
My whole fuckin' life is riding on this.
Alright.
Yes, well, I'll just-- I'll wait for your call.
John, um, just don't leave me in the dark, okay?
You fuckin' cross-eyed, cock-suckin' bitch.
- No, Luke, no. Baby, don't.
- Bobby's in the hospital.
He caught a bottle in his fucking face.
That was the first hour!
The second hour, they're ripping out the seats.
You killed me, Lola!
Now, stand up.
Stand up and walk, you dumb cunt.
Look at this, you fuckin' junkie.
- I can't get down. You got anything?
Anything you have to-- - All right. Shut up and relax.
Relax, relax. Okay?
You're gonna sing for me, alright? You're gonna sing for me.
I love you, okay? I love you, they love you.
Okay? Relax.
(phone ringing)
- Yeah, Luke Frame.
Yeah, John.
Wha.. Yeah, but--
Yeah, okay, I understand. Yeah, thanks for calling back.
(receiver clatters)
- Don't look at me like that.
Don't you dare, Office Boy.
I can buy and sell you.
(breathing heavily)
You love me?
Want me to sing for you?
- That's okay, Lola.
You won't have to go up there anymore.
- Know where I was?
Out fucking.
With a couple of, with a...
With a coupla kids who don't even know my name.
Who didn't pay twenty bucks to...
to see me on some lousy stage.
Who didn't tell me how much they'd love me
if I'll get up there tomorrow night
and do the whole fuckin' number again!
- All right, all right, all right.
It's okay. You take these, alright?
And they'll come in fast and you're gonna go to sleep.
.Alright? (pills rattling)
You take these.
(rock music plays)
You'll feel better, alright?
They love you.
♫ Suicide, suicide ♫
♫ Red and white, suicide ♫
♫ Red as a [indistinct], Red as a red tide ♫
♫ Suicide ♫ - It's okay.
It's okay.
- You're just another person.
- Yeah. But look, man.
I guess none of that matters now, does it?
- I can never keep up with you.
- Oh, really?
- Come on. - You like that, huh?
You're all wet.
Look at that. - 0h.
I just wanna-- - What do you want?
You wanna fuck? You want a good fuck, huh?
Are you singing?
Are you dancing?
- Come on, get me. - You like what you're feeling?
You like what you're feeling? Yeah?
You like what you're feeling? - Come on, fuck me.
(moans) Oh fuck me, you dildo bastard.
C'mon.
(moaning) (dark electronic music)
Oh c'mon you fucking bastard.
You could never keep up with me.
(moans)
I can buy you.
(moans)
(dark electronic music)
(panting) (moaning)
You can make me come, Office Boy.
Make me come, Office Boy!
Come on.
Oh, oh yes.
(moaning) That's it, make me come.
(loud moans)
- Oh, Luke.
(music)
♫ Your scarlet splash against the canvas ♫
♫ Your face emerging from the steam ♫
♫ And though it was long ago ♫
♫ you were my lover ♫
♫ You gave your name to me ♫
- Jesus, relax, relax. ♫ for all the time to be. ♫
♫ Suicide ♫
♫ Red and white ♫
- Fuck. I wanna tell ya something.
I wanna tell ya a story.
You see, there was this boy who had no talent at all,
but he wanted to be something, so he went to the place
where he loved, where they played the music.
It's like what you said, he was just an office boy,
but he learned.
He learned and he worked for years like a fuckin' slave.
Then Lola, something magic happened.
Something that was so special to him.
It was as if the whole sky opened up for him.
I met you, Lola.
You were a goddess to me. A superstar.
I put your act back together again.
And in one year, you were headlinin' all over the country.
I loved you so much, Lola.
You know how many years I spent making that fuckin' garden work?
Then you blew me away.
Well, that's it then.
The story's over, babe.
This is the end.
- I'm cold. I'm so cold.
Cold. -Shh, shh.
Shut up, shh. Go to sleep.
(suspenseful music)
- I went somewhere.
And you went into time.
I was in all the papers for months.
Everybody knew my name.
I was impressed.
I cried at the hearing,
telling the world of our tragic finale.
The public went crazy over me.
Everybody loves a martyr.
Of course, I had to tell them I was innocent.
(suspenseful music continues)
Major stars signed with me.
I became a millionaire.
Ineeded an assistant.
Kate's her name.
Kate loves me.
She just won't let me be.
(suspenseful music continues)
If only you could see me now, babe.
The American dream.
Killing you was the smartest thing I ever did.
If only I didn't see your face.
Even now when I close my eyes,
even, even for a second.
(music fades)
(Luke muttering)
- Go away.
Go away, Lola.
Go away. Lola, go away.
Go away, Lola.
- Hush, baby. Katey's here.
Everything's all right.
Katey's here now.
Shh. (Luke moans)
You're okay. - Go away, Lola.
(ominous music)
Oh, Lola. (Luke panting)
Go away.
Lola, go away.
- I've never seen anybody get dressed so fast.
- Come on, come on.
Gimme my tie. Come on.
- You look fine.
- Yeah. Heh-heh.
- Yeah.
You're driving for that Luke Frame guy again, right?
- Yep! How'd you know?
- By the way your hands shake. He makes you nervous, doesn't he?
- Kind of.
He's one of the big guns in the music industry.
I am a musician, yunno.
I know you hate that fact, but I am.
Being a chauffeur is not my life.
- Well don't bite my head off.
I'm not really a salesgirl either, yunno.
I didn't mean that kind of nervous.
Do you think he really killed her?
You know, that singer. What was her name?
Lola. He went to trial for that.
- Her name is Lola Rain.
It was a hearing, not a trial, and she overdosed.
- Yes, but he was living with her at the time.
There was a huge scandal, an orgy, and then they hushed it up.
Then I heard that they decided-- - Franny, it was a long time ago.
If he was into wild parties then, now he almost lives like a hermit.
Q
- Yeah? What's he act like?
- Oh, he acts okay. He's hard to talk to,
he says funny things.
Sometimes he says weird things.
But other than that though, he's all right.
- I bet it's the guilt.
He can't forget about Lola.
It's driving him crazy.
He can feel her from way back down inside his mind,
reaching out for him.
- You're twisted.
You know that, Fran?
We're talkin' twisted.
The man may have a few screws loose, but he has the power behind
the hottest artists in America today.
If he did murder her, what's it to you anyway?
- I just don't want you to get any bizarre ideas from anybody
in the music industry. That's all.
Mario, about last night.
Was it okay?
- Franny, why do you always ask me that?
I came, didn't I?
Yes, it was great. You were great. I was hot.
- But I'm hot now.
You did it so hard and so fast last night, I didn't get a chance to--
(Mario huffs) - Franny, it's late.
I'm already late.
- I know, but can't you just touch me? Make me come with your mouth.
- I knew it.
I knew I should have left last night when I had the chance.
- Yeah right, and go onto Phoebe's.
(sultry music)
(sultry music continues)
- Yes, I coulda gone to Phoebe's, couldn't I?
But I came here, didn't I?
Well now I'm leaving.
Sorry I couldn't satisfy you.
- It's not that!
It's just that-- - Next time I'll go to Phoebe's.
At least she appreciates me.
- But I-- (door clicks)
I love you. (door thuds)
You shit.
(somber music)
Love, huh? (Franny scoffs)
(door clicks)
(suspenseful music) (Kate sighs)
(moaning) (breathing heavily)
- You cold-hearted bastard.
Why don't you ever dream about me?
(deep inhale) (s1ghs)
(soft moan) (gentle music)
(moaning)
(suspenseful music)
(engine rumbles)
- Hi. How far you going?
- All the way.
(suspenseful music continues)
(door thuds)
(crying)
- You're okay, Luke. You're okay.
I'm here. I'm here.
(Luke gasping)
- Oh Kate. Katie.
DonT, don't do that.
Don't do that. - I love you.
- Don't do that.
(buzzer sounds)
That's Mario.
(Franny moans) (gentle music)
- [Franny V.O.] Oh, Mario.
(moaning)
- Get dressed.
Get dressed, goddammit!
Don't do that to me.
(engine revs)
(moaning) (gentle music)
(moaning)
(gentle music continues) (moaning)
- Ohh, ahh.
Mario.
0h, Mario!
Oh.
(loud moans)
Mario.
(bird sounds) (water flowing)
(Kate sighs)
- You always hold me at arm's length.
- Not always.
- Unless you want a hot fuck. - Hey, look.
Don't talk like a slut. - Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.
(buzzer sounds)
The car is here.
We'll be right there, Mario.
(receiver clatters)
Unless you want a hot fuck or, uh,
you're having one of your bad dreams.
Isn't that right, Luke? Isn't it?
- Yes, I guess so.
- Isn't it also true that you don't really love me at all?
You're never going to love anybody except--
- Look Kate, there's a lotta things I do love.
There's the music business. There's the money I make.
I like to push people around.
There's a lot of things that aren't so nice, too.
Now, if you just wanna be included in
one of those things, then you just go right ahead.
- That isn't what I meant.
- I know.
But it's a long way to Philly and we'll talk on the way there.
- Uh listen, I need to talk to you about the uh, new After Rulings
and uh, Sheldon.
I need to talk to you about the Modern Sin concert.
-Yeah, alright. - Okay?
-Yeah. (enginer starts)
(suspenseful music)
Stop!
- Thanks. I'm Terry.
(somber music)
(door clicks)
(door thuds)
(footsteps tapping)
(door thuds)
- Are you a student?
- Not exactly.
(eerie music)
- No.
Why'd you come back?
- [Kate] Luke.
- Are you from the coast?
- Um, yeah. How'd you know?
I've been traveling a lot lately.
- Don't leave me hanging out here in the dark.
- Come home.
Please.
- God, thank you.
Do you guys really mean it?
- Luke. - What?
Oh. What am I saying?
- Oh, it would be great.
I don't know anyone in New York.
Oh, come on, Kate.
I can't pay you with money, but I can do lots of things.
I'm awfully good
to talk to.
- Please?
What do you say, Kate?
- Okay. Alright.
You win.
It'll be nice having someone here to talk to.
Please stay.
- I missed you.
- Well um, can I get us drinks?
- Yes. Let me get the usual, babe.
- Terry? - Oh,
milk, please.
- Milk.
Okay.
- You and Kate, you're not married, are you?
- No, I'm not married.
No. Kate andl,uh,
we're just good friends.
- I'm being too personal.
I'm sorry.
It's just that I find you very-- - No.
That's okay. That's okay.
I want you to know.
- Luke's right. We're uh,
we're just good friends.
- Thank you, Kate. - That's all.
- Anyway Luke, you don't have to worry about me holding up
my end of a stimulating conversation.
- I bet we're not.
Well, one promise.
You'll never be bored here.
Cheers. (glasses clink)
- [Lola V.O.] I'm never bored anywhere.
- Well, I think I'd like to go to bed now.
- Well the uh, bedroom's on the right.
Bathroom's in the middle of the hall.
Sweet dreams.
- I always have sweet dreams.
I hope you have them, too.
(kisses)
- Good night.
- Welp,
okay, Kate. Party's over.
Let's crash.
- Now Luke. - No no, Kate.
Please.
(Kate sighs)
Freeze.
I like that.
Mmmh.
- Hey, hey, hey. What is all this, uh, just friend shit?
Hey, and what is this Terry?
Why did you bring her here?
And the dreams, Luke.
Every night. - C'mon Katie,
Ya know you love it.
(both moan) (kissing)
- I love you, you shithead.
- Oh come on, Kate.
Why does everything have to be a fuckin' Hollywood dialogue with you?
- Do you love me?
Oh Luke. - [Luke] Katey, look, man.
If I didn't feel anything, why would you be living here with me?
- Why does it have to be so cut and dry?
- Why's it always gotta be a goddamn soap opera with you, huh?
Why do you wanna live in a dream world?
- Look, you get to sleep through your nightmares.
I'm awake for mine.
- Oh, because I say I don't love you every five minutes
so I can fuck ya?
- Look, if that's the way you feel, why don't you just move out?
- Because this is my house.
- Well, I don't come with the territory.
- Well, what's your fuckin' problem, Kate?
What's the matter? You think I don't care about you?
I do. I care.
- Huh! - I care a lot about you.
- Care?
I said love. Get your slimy hands off of me.
Now, I'm going to go have another drink, alone.
You could call in Terry,
or you could have Lola's ghost,
or you could just jerk off!
(doors thud)
- Kate, I can't talk about it.
(dark music)
(cap clinks)
(liquid pours)
(bottle thuds)
(Kate sighs)
- Hello, Kate.
- You uh, you surprised me.
- What's the matter? Can't you sleep?
(Kate sighs) - No. I uh--
- Is Luke sleeping?
- I don't know. - Oh.
- Can I uh,
can I fix you a drink?
That's right. You don't drink.
(eerie music)
(Kate sighs)
(glass clinks)
(moaning) (kissing)
- I want you to take off your clothes.
(Kate gasps)
(eerie music continues)
(Kate gasps) (moaning)
(heavy breathing)
(moaning)
(loud moans)
(eerie music continues)
(moaning)
(heavy breathing)
(eerie music continues)
(moans)
(moaning) (panting)
(loud moans) (eerie music peaks)
(moaning) (kissing)
(eerie music continues)
- I think I'm gonna like living here.
(Kate sighs)
(street noise)
(gentle music)
(moans)
- Oh that's nice. Ah, that's it, baby.
(moans)
(heavy breathing)
- Mario, suck on my pussy.
- No, no. Suck on my balls. Go in front of me.
Go in front of me. God, I see it.
(moaning)
Jerk it.
Oh, baby's that's-- oh no, suck on my cock.
Put it in your mouth.
(moans) Put it in your mouth.
- Suck on my pussy now, Mario. I've sucked on your dick enough.
- Shut up, shut up, shut up.
Put it in your mouth. - What do I get out of this?
- Come on. Put it in your mouth. Put it in your mouth.
(moans)
Let me see it.
- Come on, Mario. My turn. - You'll have your chance.
Shut up and just suck.
Ohh!
(moans)
Oh,baby Good.
- Enough. How much more do you want?
- Come on, suck. Come here. Come here.
Suckit right there.
Oh, that's it. Ohh.
Now lick my balls, lick my balls.
Oh. Just lick nice and easy. Just lick.
Just lick. Just lick.
(moans) Just lick just like like that.
Ooh.
(moans) That's it.
- Is that enough now? - Want me to suck your pussy?
- Mm-hmm. - Get over there.
- Mario, come on, eat my pussy now.
- Right-o, huh?
- C'mon. - Let's see it.
Come on. - You got enough.
- Lemme see. Oh, it's wet. - Oh, come on, Mario.
- You like that? No, unless I stick it in.
(moans)
- How's that feel? - It feels good. Gimme some tongue.
- No. - Put your tongue inside.
- Move it. Lemme see you move it. Come on. Use your muscles, move it.
That's nice. Suck it. Let me see you move it.
That's beautiful. - Come on, give me some.
- Okay, you got it.
Oh, baby.
(moans)
- Oh, play with the clit.
(moans)
Mario, fuck me now.
(moans)
Mario! Fuck me.
You want it?
You want my dick?
My cock?
Beg for it, c'mon.
- Oh Mario, put it in.
Give me some cock.
- No. - Oh, come on.
Put it in.
- All right. You ready? Here goes.
(moans)
- Oh, nice and tight. Yes, you feel that?
(loud moans)
(heavy breathing)
- No, don't take it out. Give me more.
- Here it is.
(moans)
- Ohh, make me come.
Mario, make me come.
(moans)
- Ohh, Mario. Oh Mario, I'm coming.
- Wait.
- Aww no, give me some more.
- No, don't come.
You ready?
- Yes! - Close to coming, heh?
You want it? Here it is.
(playful music) (moaning)
- Fuck me.
I wanna come, Mario! - Go ahead, go ahead.
Come on, come, baby.
(loud moans)
- I'm coming, Mario.
(loud moans)
- That's what I like.
(moans)
- Now it's my turn.
Switch to the front, baby.
(moans)
- Okay, now squeeze your tits together.
Come on.
That's it, rub your tits all over.
Use your tits. Come on. Like that.
Ooh, that felt good.
(moans)
Oh, I love your tits.
(playful music)
(moaning)
(music fades)
- Mario, we're dynamite together.
We belong together.
I want you to stop seeing Phoebe, okay?
I want us to live together.
Mario?
Answer me.
Mario!
(Franny sighs)
- Good morning. - Good morning.
- I haven't slept so well in ages. - I slept like the dead.
Kate, take her outta here and get her some new clothes,
will you?
Let's make her a star, for God's sake.
I don't want to see her face in the daylight.
Go on.
I'm having a party tonight.
- You what?
- Fill this place with some living people.
- Listen, I really don't need any new clothes.
- I'll pickup the losses.
No strings attached. Just one long celestial chain.
Right, Kate?
- It's okay, Terry. Really, I'd love to take you shopping.
- You know, I really would love a pair of real spike heels.
- Oh, Kate could help you there.
She knows a place that sells needle spikes.
I got scars all over my back. - Let's go.
(birds chirping)
(suspenseful music)
(cap rattles)
(footsteps tapping)
- Luke?
What's the matter with you?
- What could be wrong,
cunt? Twat?
I haven't been betrayed lately.
Not that I know of.
Go on, get outta here. I got things to do.
- I don't understand.
- That's right, you don't.
You spend your time being efficient,
demanding love,
and you don't understand.
(both sigh)
Maybe you're lucky you don't.
See Kate, you dip one little finger in hell,
andit sticks to you,
like a rotten scale, and it covers everything you touch.
And then you, you see something
that nobody else should have to see.
(eerie music)
Thenl see myself.
- I love you.
(dramatic music)
- I know. I know.
- No, not this time. You talk to me now!
- Why? What's wrong?
Is she gettin' to you too?
Look, I'm not blind.
I can see a lot better than you think.
- Really?
Then you can see how I feel.
(sighing (kisses))
Does it matter?
- Your nipples are hard.
(kissing)
- I'm not giving up without a fight. - Shut up.
Shut up. She's gonna hear you.
- She's waiting in the car.
- No.
(heavy breathing)
- No. You mean Lola! - Oh no!
- We're alone.
We're alone. Oh baby, I love you.
Please, please, can't you let him win?
I love you, bastard.
I love you.
(moans)
(intense music)
I love your cock.
(moans)
- No, I don't wanna. [indistinct]
(kissing) (moans)
(grunts)
(sucking)
- I can't. Nothing, I can't.
- Yes, you can. - No, I can't.
- Baby, please.
(eerie music)
- No. Baby, I'm sorry.
- I love you.
- [Lola V.O.] Office boy.
Just an office boy.
Just an office boy. You're just an office boy.
You'll always be just an office boy.
Just an office boy.
(Luke exclaims)
(moaning) (dramatic music)
- [Luke] Ohh.
(moaning) - Yeah.
(loud moans)
Yes.
(moans)
Oh yeah.
(moans) (kissing)
(moans) Fuck me.
(moans)
Give it to me. Yes.
(moans)
(grunting) (moans)
Fuck me. Fuck me harder.
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes...
(intense music)
(moaning) Yes, yes, yes.
Fuck me. Fuck me harder.
(moaning) (grunting)
(heavy breathing)
- Terry has to go, Luke. She has to.
Tonight. You've gotta tell her.
- After my party. Kate,
I want you to buy her pretty things.
- I will.
I know what you like.
(Luke scoffs)
(gentle music) (water lapping)
- [Lola] Luke“.
(guests chatter) (laughter)
(upbeat music)
(guests chatter)
(upbeat music continues)
(Luke chuckles)
- This food in this party.
(laughter) - Excuse me.
Baby, I need to talk to the boss. - Oh, sure.
- Have you told her yet?
- She looks great, doesn't she?
- Luke, please.
- What? She's alive. I need her.
- You haven't told her?
Luke, do you love me?
- Yeah. I, I love you.
No! Go away. Leave us alone!
- I'll go away if that's what you want.
- No. No, don't go, Kate. No, stay.
I want you to--
- I want you on your knees and worship me.
Superstars. You are nothing.
Nothing at all.
- Please.
(eerie music)
(upbeat music resumes)
I'm not afraid of you.
- Sure you're not, Luke.
- You're warm.
- I'm always warm.
- I am the master!
On your knees.
(ominous music)
- I'm afraid.
I'm alone.
(ominous music continues)
- [Lola V.O.] Why did you kill me, Luke?
(moans) (tense music)
(moaning)
(tense music continues)
(moans)
(tense music continues)
(moaning)
(sucking)
(gasps)
(moans)
(grunting)
(upbeat music resumes)
(door clicks)
(gasps) (giggles)
(kissing)
- Ooh.
(giggles)
(upbeat music)
(kissing) Mmh.
(soft moan)
(mganing) (8182195)
Ooh.
(eerie music)
(upbeat music)
(eerie music)
(upbeat music)
(kissing) (Luke moans)
(moans)
(moaning)
(Luke gasps)
(somber music)
(Luke moans)
- Mmm.
(hard breathing)
(both moan)
(dramatic music)
(Terry moaning)
(groans)
(eerie music)
(moaning) (music pulsing)
(grunting)
(pensive music)
- Kate wants me to leave, doesn't she?
- Don't leave me, Lola.
Don't ever leave me again.
- Then I won't.
I'll get her to let me stay.
She's easy.
- Will you do something for me?
- I'll do anything for you, Luke.
- I want you to stay right here
in my bed
and go to sleep while I take care of Kate.
- I can't sleep with all this music.
Besides, it's still early. I want to go back to the party.
- This is important to me.
Please, my whole life.
Look, don't fucking shut me out, okay?
I spent my whole life to put this act in the garden, man.
Well, I'm telling you, Lola's clean, alright?
She's right here.
I got something for you.
- [Lola] No Luke, don't.
Baby, don't.
- Here.
I want you to take these.
You've been under a lot of strain.
I want you to take these, and I want you to rest.
I want you to go to sleep.
- I don't wanna take any pills. Luke please don't!
(somber music)
(screaming)
- Honey!
(Terry screams) (downbeat rock playing)
- I had a, I had a, I had a bad dream.
I had, heh. I had a bad dream.
(Terry crying)
- It's okay.
(sobbing)
(rock music)
♫ Suicide ♫
♫ Red and white, suicide ♫
♫ Red as a [indistinct], black as a [indistinct] ♫
♫ Suicide ♫
♫ You're always standing just inside of me ♫
(footsteps click)
(suspenseful music)
(suspenseful music continues)