" Who is it?" " It's Lily!" " What do you want, Lily?" " Scarlet told me to tell you, three o'clock canceled." " Oh, fuck." "Does that mean I have an hour to myself now?" " Yeah, I guess, but" "I've also got your mail." " Slide it under the door, Lily." " Hello, Cindy, just a minute." "Honey, I know Paris Hilton is in the habit of carting around a dog, but what did I tell you about bringing that baby here?" " I'm sorry, sorry Scarlet, but I have to work..." " This better be the last time." "M." "M." "M, M, M, M, M." "Hi!" " Hi." " What took you so long?" " I needed a cigarette." "Got a problem with that, little miss?" " Can I have one?" " Yeah." " Oh, do you have any weed?" " No, can I have my mail?" " Hello, baby." " Would you like to take Evie?" " Certainly not." "I can't afford to smell of vomit." " Yeah, I know, I remember." " Maybe one of the other girls can take care of her." " Is M free at the moment?" " Thank you." " Um." "What did you do that for?" " 'Cause it's not the first time a client's written me a love letter, Lily." " Really?" "Like what?" "What kind of stuff do they write?" "Well, like what?" "Roses are red, violets are blue," "I pay you money and we fuck." " Yeah, pretty much." " Now then, Joey is it?" " Yeah." "Katy." "Katy." " I'm an employment officer here at the Elizabeth branch." "Do you know why Centrelink has called you in today?" " 'Cause it's my birthday?" " I'm sorry." "I didn't think you were serious." " At least you get letters." " Oh sure, Lily." "Most of the poets that come in here don't even want to see my face when they fuck me." " Rule number one is to make them cum, right?" "They come in five minutes, they owe you for half an hour." " Good." "What else?" " Ah, but a professional always offer a massage, so the guy doesn't feel like a total loser." " And" " it's the best way to get another half an hour out of the prick." " That's my girl." "* And night falls on a weekend day" "* And all the young and some old" "* Come out to play" "* And some of us drink to laugh" "* Some of us drink to cry" "* But everyone drinks to leave life" "* For a while" "* And anywhere's better than here *" " When were you last employed?" " Um, well, I, uh," "I do volunteer work?" " I'm sorry, perhaps I didn't make myself very clear." "When did you last cease full-time, paid employment?" " Paid, um." "It's about two years ago." " Well, that's the reason why you're currently under review for your Newstart Allowance." "We just need to be making sure that you're still actively looking for work." " Yeah, I have been." "I have been." "I am, actually, yeah." " Come on, M, let me read the letter." " No Lily, I don't want to hear that shit, OK?" "Not today." " Why?" "What's so special about today?" " Nothing." " What?" " Nothing." " Hello, Scarlet's." " Good afternoon, I was wondering if M was available?" " She certainly is." " I can be there in about an hour and a half." " She'll be here for you, sir." "Ah, you do understand that with M it's $300?" " For the hour?" "Yes I know." "I have seen M before." " And who shall I say is coming?" " Father Phillip." " See you then, thank you." " And what were the circumstances under which you were forced to leave your last job?" " Um." "I, uh." "I worked for my mum and my dad." "I managed their video store, but the bank responsible for managing our overdraft raised their interest rates without even telling us, so." "They took our house." "They took everything." "Mum was..." " Right." " Remember rule number two?" " It's my choice and my risk." "I have the right to accept or deny a client." " Exactly." " Unless..." " No unless." " No, but..." " No buts, I mean it." " What if you haven't eaten in two days?" "Or your fucking landlord wants his money?" " Come on, Lily, we're not straight workers here." " All I know is, I gotta get paid." " Could you tell me what qualifications you have?" " Yeah, um." "I have a, I have a master's degree in 19th century poetry." " And do you have any ambition to pursue a career in your chosen field of study?" " You can choose." " Choose what?" "To go back to my fucking psycho mother?" "Hm, even Scarlet's not as big a bitch as she is." " You know can always talk to me if you want." " Yeah, I know," "I know." "I remember everything that you taught me." " Oh you do, do you?" " What if there is no work?" " There is always work, Mr. Tofer." " Oh really, what if I, what if I can't find work?" " We all live in society, Mr. Tofur." "We each have to make a contribution." " What if nobody wants me to contribute?" " There's plenty of work out there." "With training available." "It's never too late to learn, Mr. Tofur." " What's rule number five?" " Trust." "Trust is always earned, you don't give it away." " Good." "Now rule number seven." " Never, ever, ever kiss on the mouth." " Good." " Except." " Oh fuck me, don't tell me if you've broken that one, Lily." " I can make an extra 50 every time." " Lily, it's not safe." "It's not safe." "Look." "I worked with another girl once." "Had one of her clients fall in love with her." "He fell in love with her so hard that one day she went to kiss him and he smacked her across the face and called her a slut." "Then he grabbed her by the throat, made her take his dick in her mouth, and pissed on her." "The fucker enjoyed it." "It's just not safe to show them your feelings." " Alright." " I don't know what I'd do" " Alright!" " It's for your own good, OK?" " Alright, I know." " If you could do anything, what would you do?" " If I could do anything?" "I'd change everything." "I'd take back everything that was taken from me." "I'd take back everything that the bank took from me." "Um." "My" "My mother." "She killed herself, so." " I'm very sorry to hear that, Mr. Tofur." " Thank you." " Have you ever thought about applying for a disability support pension?" " Promise me you won't ever..." " put myself at risk." "I know." " 'Cause it's fucked, to run away, to have to run away." "Trust me." " I trust you." " You can go now." " No, read me something." " Please, Lily, not today." " Pretty please?" "With a cherry?" "You didn't let me read your letters." "I never get letters." "What about a poem?" "Ah, yes, you know I love your poems." "They're always so dirty." " Well, you know I am a dirty girl." " Now read me a fucking poem." "OK, good, good, good." " I call this, Six Dreams of Cunt." " Yeh." " In a dream," "I could smell your cunt." "In the waking dream of death, Emma, and in that sad, Saturnalia of unsleep, deep," "I am made of words." "Mellifluous, symphatic." "Made of sweat and sperm and syntax." "Piss and shit and poetry." " You do realize you're being expelled for writing this filth?" " If you think that's best, Mr. Spoor." " You want me to call your parents?" "I don't think you quite realize how serious your situation is." "I'm afraid you're a dreamer, young lady." "And in life that makes you useless." "What do you plan to do with your life?" " I want." "Isn't it obvious?" "I want to be a writer." "Does that warrant an apology?" " A writer?" "You mean a journalist?" " And the dreams I have are sad." "Necessary." "Are of food, shelter, clothing" "Are in canabula, of beginning." "The virgin kneels before the alter of cunt and says," "'Love, I want to feel it.'" "'Just once.'" "Sometimes I think I am only a memory of cunt." "I'm stillborn." "Born living." "With the same fragrant flesh as now I taste it's death." "Dream two is all about you." "The dead child, coming out of her cunt." "Out of the woman, tied by a rope to a roof pole." "Hanging, hemorrhaging." "Is it just me dying all over again?" "Would that third-world baby whose language is strange to me, but let me speak it." "The virgin savors the taste of cunt on his tongue in the universe, mints." "Tasting it's tears, it's blood." "The blood by which men are freed." "Spitting it out with his toothpaste." "Seeing her cunt like a face and begging it's forgiveness." "This is the last poem I will ever write, because I die lonely." "Without love." "And this is a thing I cannot write." "This is the hurt you cannot have." "Out of her came life." "And this is the last poem" "I will ever write." " That was beautiful." " It's just some sentimental bullshit." " Are you kidding?" "That fucking rocked." " Well, then you can have it." " No way." " You can have it," "Lily." "I didn't write it so it could sit in a drawer." " Mm, cool." "I'm touched," "I mean that." "Hey." "Do you want my next client?" "You can just blow him quick if you want." " I think I'd kinda like some time to myself." " OK." "Thanks for the poem, M." " Father?" " Huh?" " Hi." " Who are you?" " Oh, uh, I just came here to pray." " I wasn't snoring, was I?" " No, no." "I just, sorry," "I just thought you might want to be woken up." " Thanks." " You're welcome." " Tell me, is there anyone else out there?" " Uh, not that I can see, no." " There never is." " I guess you can go back to sleep." " To tell you the truth, I'd much rather be working." " Yeah." "Me too." " Would you like me to pray with you?" " Yeah." "* You're never at ease" "* You're a social disease" "* You're headed for trouble" "* I'm begging you please" "* You're never at ease" "* You're a social disease" "* You're headed for trouble" "* I'm begging you please" " When I was a young priest my mentor was Father Martin." "We served together at West Beach Parish, where a number of the parishioners were quite wealthy." "Like Christ himself, Father Martin made a habit of getting to know all his church personally." "He used to say, 'Church isn't the building, Phillip, it's the people.'" "One Sunday I saw him deliver a homily where he shouted at the entire congregation." "'It's no good, you robbing and stealing from the people six days a week and then coming here to say sorry." "God doesn't want to hear sorry." "He wants you to be part of your community." "To be good to your brothers and sisters.'" " I don't know how to forgive." " But forgiveness is everything, Joey, it's how we show our love to God, and one another." " I don't know how to love." " We all do, Joey." "That's what makes us human." " No, I don't." "I've never loved anyone." "Never even kissed anyone." " Oh." " I mean, I'm human too." "I want to." " Yeah, me too." " What the fuck?" "You can go now." "Just don't tell Scarlet." " Go away, Lily." " Lily's with a client, M, it's Cindy." " Cindy, are you OK?" " Um, can I come in?" "You're going to see Auntie M, yes, yes you do." "Maybe she'll sing to you." "M, can you take Evie, I've got a client." "Please?" "Please?" " Cindy." " Please?" "Please?" " OK." " Thank you." "Thanks, M." " That's OK." " Bye, baby." " Alright, here we go." "Here we are." " I didn't expect to see you so soon Officer Kendall." " It's been a big night." "My partner and I thought we'd celebrate." " It's not your birthday, is it?" " Nah." " Hm?" " Made a huge bust." "Thousands of ekkies and some extra cash." " Do you think I've got a great bust, Officer Kendall?" " Of course." " Wait." " Is der sumting Wong," "Officer Geelan?" " Do you want an ekkie?" " Hey, what's your first name anyway." " Don't ask me that." " Why not?" " Because I like it when you call me Officer." "Besides, you wouldn't tell me your real name, would you?" " It's Lily." " Of course it is." " So, Officer, since you picked up a little extra cash, can I interest you in a little something extra?" " I don't know." "Depends." "What did you have in mind?" " I'm, I'm coming." "Ugh." " For 400 I can do Greek." "It's cash only." "Can't tell Scarlet." "What do you say?" "Officer." " You dirty slut!" " Fuck you!" " Get your shit and get out." "Now." " You're pretty fucking cute, you know that?" "Of course you do." "I'd feed you but there's no milk in these titties." "It's a good thing too, makes me fart." "What do you want to be when you grow up?" " Mom, how did you meet Dad?" " Knock, knock." "Hello." " Come in." " Hi." "Do you want a lolly?" "A Lily lolly?" "Um." "I was just thinking money's money, right?" "And I want you to have these." "Oh no." "Ah babe, no, no, no, no, no, no." "Oh sweetie." "No, no, no, no, no, no." "Need me to do anything?" "There's gotta be something." "Want me to help you pack?" " Actually, um, in the top white container, there's some baby formula." "Can you mix it up for me?" " Yeah, is everything alright?" " Yeah, I'm just" "I'm just feeling really at the moment." " OK." "And there's a bottle here." " Yep." " Oh look, it's tiny." "It is so cute." " OK so just screw the lid back on." " Yep." " And give it a good shake." " OK, shake it." " Yup, just shake it." " Oh." "Oh, I'm sorry." " Just gotta hold the top." " the nipple." "Do you want, do you want it now?" " No, no just leave it there, thank you." "Thanks, Lily." " Come in." " Hey." " Hey." " Hey." " Who's that?" "It's Mummy." " Hello Evie." " It's Mummy." " Yeah, hello." "Yeah." " She's an angel." "She never cries." " Yeah, I know." "I worry about it all the time." "Babies are supposed to cry, aren't they?" "I mean normal babies are supposed to cry all the time." " I don't know, Cindy." "I hate that word, normal." " God I used to hate being called baby." "Until I had this little one." "Then I thought, you know what, we're all just babies." "We're all just babies." "Don't you think?" " I don't know Cindy." "I don't even remember the last time I cried." " Lily, we need to talk." " What about?" " Time to pay up." " What do you mean?" " Lily." "Please don't say you're taking cash from clients without telling me." "Don't you fuck me young lady." "Do you hear me?" "Do you?" "Here." "Put some of those in the reception." "And get yourself a little bit together, you're looking like the dog's dinner." " I'm writing down two numbers for you, OK?" " M, it's OK." "One of them's my personal number." "You can call me any time day or night." " Thanks, M." "The other one's a friend." "He's a priest." "Father Phillip." " M, it's OK." "Really I..." " I need to." "I mean, if you need somewhere to crash." " M, I've already got somewhere to go." " Trust me, OK?" " M, could you check my bag for an envelope?" " Yeah." "You remembered." " Yeah." "Oh, just rip it." " Thank you." " Yeah." "Happy Birthday, M." " Thank you." " Shit." "Shit." "Fuck." "Fuck!" " Don't take any shit, Cindy." " I won't." "You neither." " Father Phillip, can I ask you something?" " You're not about to confess, are you?" " Maybe later." " What did you want to ask me?" " Did you touch yourself when you were a boy?" " Of course I did." " But..." " But what?" " Well isn't it a sin?" " Few people realize the Church recognizes the right of informed conscience." " Oh." "Whereby if you don't believe it's wrong then it's right." "Right?" "And what about the informed conscience of a horny boy?" "So until they prove you go blind, wank away." " Only God can judge in the end." " Tell me what judgment day will be like." " I'd like to but" "I don't really know what it will be like." " You've never imagined it?" "To be honest?" "It always scared the shit out of me." " I see glimpses, you know." "Of another life." "Maybe it's a life that was or maybe it's a life that could be." "Sometimes I feel like I've been here before." "You know, like déjà vu." "You probably don't believe in that stuff." " You're saying you have visions?" " Yeah, sometimes." "Mixed in with glimpses of my own life." "Memories, just come to me." "It's like somehow I come to know things." " Things that aren't in the Bible, right?" " Is that bad?" " I can't say." " Come on." " Hello this is Brad, just leave a message." " Hey Brad, it's Cindy." "Look." "I really need." "I." "Um," "I'm just calling to say 'Hi', so, uhm" "I'll, uhm, I'll catch you later." " Look lady, I can't keep driving around in circles." "Sooner or later you have to tell me where you wanna go." " Um," "I need to make a call first." " Make it quick." " I need you to take me to a church near here, but" "I have to make this call." " I'll do another lap." " You know what's always puzzled me father?" " No, but I can't wait to hear it." " Well, if God is the only one who can judge," "and God is the only one who can forgive, unconditionally," "then how come he never lightened up and forgave the devil?" " Good question." "I guess that never entered my mind." " I think about it a lot." "Ever since I ran away from home." " I'm sure you'll see your mother again in heaven, M." " Don't you imagine it, sometimes?" "Heaven, I mean." "Harps, angels, everyone naked." " When I was very small I imagined judgment day for me to be this elaborate movie premier." "Where they would screen a movie 70 years long." "It would be the movie of my entire life." " Jesus." "Sorry, Father." "What if the reviews are bad?" " On judgment day, God is the only critic that matters." " I don't trust critics." " Trust can be a difficult thing." " Are we still talking about film critics?" " You tell me." " Um, hello, knocking." " I have a client for you." " Good." " But it's only for half an hour." " Can't you talk him into an hour." " Afraid not." "He was supposed to see M, and I double booked her." "But I can miss out on a real client." "Can't one of the other girls do it?" " You owe me." "Plus I've got to make up for Cindy's fuck up." " Half an hour, it's fuck all." "I'm not getting fucking naked again for fucking half an hour." " You don't want to be out too, do you?" " Hello?" " Hello, Father Phillip?" " Uh no, no, no." "No, this is, this is Joey." " Who?" " This is Joey." "Father Phillip, he's not here right now." "Is there any way that I can help you?" " Well, M said there might be somewhere at the church where, um, my baby and I could stay." " Did, uh, did you say M?" " Yeah, why?" " Um" "I hope you don't mind my asking this, but um," " Please, just tell me if there's no place for us." " Do you work at Scarlet's?" " Yeah." "Yeah, I did." "But I don't anymore and" "I'm never going back there again, so" "I just right now, I just need" "we just need a little help, that's all." " Ah, yeah, me too." "Um," "I can help, I can help." " Have you got a cigarette?" " Yeah." " Any weed?" " No." "Why does everyone keep asking me that?" " Part of the job." " My usual is the eternal question of what does it all mean, father?" " And what do you say to that?" " I tell people I guess we'll have to wait till judgment day." " You think I'm a monster, don't you?" " Aren't you?" " Lily, you have no idea what it's like to run a business like this." " No, I don't." "Us girls do the fucking business, what exactly do you do?" " You've got a whole lot more fucking to do before you understand what I do." "You're taking the client, Lily." " Fine." " And I'm taking your cut." " Oh the fuck you are!" " You've got five minutes." "Be ready." " Fuck." " I was in love once." "That's how I lost my faith, I met a woman when I was still a young priest." "Guess you could say I cheated on God." " Only if God was screwing you." " In a way He was." "And still is." "I gave my commitment to him and this woman began appearing in my dreams." "The only time I knew I was part of God's perfect finished plan." "One day I sat down to write my homily for the weekend mass and a name, Grace, just took root in my mind." "It was all I could write down." "And this all happened before I even met her." "She came to me one day because she wanted me to pray with her." "It was that wonderful moment that happens when you're hungry but you realize you want chocolate, not vegetables." " I know that feeling." " Our eyes locked." "Like in one of those perfect movie moments." " And what happened?" " I didn't do anything for weeks." "Tired to deny it." "I told myself I was married to God." "The days went by and everything I did as a priest was hollow and" "dishonest." " Just like fucking is, right?" " I began to secretly hope Grace would show up again in my quarters." "And one day she did." "She came by to pray with me again and" "I fell to my knees and confessed my love for her." " Shit." " Grace didn't react too well at first." "It's an awfully daunting thing to be chosen." "I kept pressing her and stating my case." "Corinthians, you know, love is patient, love is kind." " Love hopes all things, endures all things." " I could see I was hurting her, even though I didn't want to or mean to." "And she was about to cry." "God whispered to me, put your hand on her head." "So I did." "I touched her gorgeous hair and told her everything would be all right and I would respect her wishes." " So that was it." "She tore your heart out?" " No, she kissed me." "Pure expression of God's love." "In return I kissed every part of her that day." "I kissed her feet, her knees, her back, her elbows." "She had the prettiest elbows you can imagine." " So you got together?" " Three years." "The happiest days of my life." "Three years is a lifetime." "You can never really turn your back on it." "Even if you want to." " What happened?" "Well, there were the usual things." "The kind of petty, niggling bullshit that happens when all the trivial day to day business of living seems to take on a greater importance than what matters most." "The love that God has given." " That niggling shit." "Most of my clients are married." "And they always complain to me about how their wives seem to stop loving them the one time they forgot to take out the garbage." "Or how the argued over the way some fictional guy treated some fictional girl in some fictional movie they saw together." " There's always that stuff." "Sometimes it got pretty intense, but" "I never thought for a moment she was leaving me for God." " What?" " That's what she said." "She said she had to find her own purpose." "That she had to just be with God for a while." " Like you would have kept her from God?" " I'll never understand." "And I can't stop loving her." "She left me two years ago and I swear" "God speaks to me and promises she'll return." "But that's just it." "God is always screwing us." "With our minds and breaking our hearts." "God is a bully." "He doesn't love us." "Any of us." " It's a great story, Father, it should be in the Bible." " Maybe it should." "I should go." " Don't go." "Stay." " Sorry, baby, but that counts as half an hour." "You want to take off that rubber and clean yourself up?" " Yeah." " Well I'm all out of tissues, but you could use this." " OK." " You fucking bitch." " What?" " You stole my client." " Hey, what happened to my right to accept a client?" "Besides, his dick would have fallen off if he had to wait any longer for you." "Cunt face made me do it, alright." " Really?" "How?" " She said you were double booked." "You were with him for fucking ages." "Did you let him make you cum or something?" " Fuck no, he's my priest." " I didn't know you were religious." " Oh yeah, that's why I say the word fuck so much." " Oh my god, I must be the fucking pope." " I haven't called myself a Catholic since school." "First fucking nuns taught us to hate our cunts." "They told us we had dirty, smelly things down there between our legs and that no one would ever want to see or touch us, definitely not touch us." "Now men and women come here to touch me there." " Scarlet says we should always call it a pussy." "She said men like that better." " Yeah, well you know what?" "Scarlet's wrong." "Because men get excited even if we call it a vagina." "And that's the ugliest word in the world, so." " Ugh, vagina." "Vagina." " Vaginal." "Hate." "That's what those nuns taught us in their solitude." "Hate." "Hate for our bodies." "Hate for our thoughts." "All for a god who just wanted us to obey and never ask why." "It's no wonder Father Phillip thinks God's such a bully." " M, you promise you won't get mad?" " Just ask me." " Are you in love with this priest?" " Are you kidding?" "He's a client." " Are you sure?" " Listen, Mother Superior," "I'm older than you and I know the working girl's code, OK?" " Yeah, but, have you have you kissed him, on the mouth?" " Fuck you!" "No, really, fuck you." " What?" "Why fuck me?" "Lily!" "I haven't kissed anyone on the mouth the whole time I've worked here." "In fact, you wanna know the truth of it?" "I haven't kissed anyone since I was 16 years old." "And that boy was in love with me." "I mean, he really loved me." "I met him when I was dancing." "He'd run away from home too." "I called him Flower." "He, he used to bring me a different kind of flower every day and he knew all about them." "Like even the ones most people don't know because they never notice them." "Do you know what a Gerber is?" " No." " It's an African daisy." " I don't, so?" " So that's beautiful!" "Everybody should know that." " Are you maybe, maybe we should call our pussies gerbers then." "What, what did I say?" "What?" " Nothing." "One day Flower came to me with a hibiscus." "And he said, he said in Hawaii you put a hibiscus behind your right ear if you're single and behind your left ear if you're married." "That was his way of asking me to marry him." " What'd you say?" " What could I say?" "Sure Flower, let's get married." "Have a mortgage and a house in the suburbs with lots of gerbers and animals two by two." " You didn't say that." " No, I didn't." "I said, before I say yes, I have a couple of questions." "And he was like, what questions?" " Yeah, what questions?" " Well, the first one was do you promise to obey me?" " I'm impressed." " Thank you." " I like that one." " The second was do you promise to always respect my right to question." " Mm, nice one." "What did he say?" " Question what?" " That sounds about right." "What did you say?" " Everything." " Of course." " The last one was, will you rub my feet sometimes?" "And he promised he would rub my feet at least three or four times a week." " Go on." " So I kissed him." "I gave him a long, slow kiss." " And did you." " We didn't." "No." "I never saw him again after that night." "I think he got scared or" "maybe he got robbed by some junkies, who knows?" " That's really sad, M." " Yeah, it was sad." "But I've known ever since that the man I marry will rub my feet." "He will love to rub my feet." "The next man I kiss on the mouth." " I'm sorry." "I'm sorry, M." " That's OK, Lily, it's all good." "Just" "um, just don't tell me who I can and can't kiss." "OK?" "It's the same as telling me who I can and can't love." "Fuck Grace." "Do you hear me?" "Fuck her." " Is that you, M?" "What?" "What?" " She sounds like one of those nuns at Catholic school that fucked me up for life." "I know you love her, but nobody ever served God by being alone." "I mean haven't you ever noticed how those who serve" "God in solitude always think they deserve a higher place at the Lord's table than the rest of us?" "Like the Pope, or Mother Superior." "Superior, that says it all, doesn't it?" " Could you hand me a towel please?" " It's like no, no, you can't have abortions." "And then no, you can't take the pill that stops you from..." " M, please." "I've told you all about the lesson of Paul and why he chose a life of celibacy." " Yeah, OK, but Paul had a" "'Cause none of the true saints ever did anything great by themselves." "I mean Noah needed his family on the ark." "Abraham couldn't even get up in the morning without his wife." "Even Jesus wasn't alone." "Except for that midlife crisis in the desert thing." "Don't laugh at me, Phillip." "Hasn't celibacy fucked you up?" " Jesus was celibate." " Jesus had 12 disciples, he was never alone." " M." "Could you hand me a towel." "Please." " You can get it yourself, can't you?" "Don't you remember, Father, the new commandment I give unto you." "That you love one another, as I have loved you." "Don't lose faith over Grace." "She's not worth it." "This is M." " Hi M." " Cindy, are you OK?" "Where are you?" " I'm just, um." " Oh shit." " Hi." " What do you want now?" " Can I borrow your mobile phone?" " No." " Please, Lily." " No." " Please, Lily!" " My mobile phone is like the husband that I'll never have." "You know some days I look at it and I think it's the most prettiest thing that I've ever seen and I can't wait for it to talk to me." "And then other times I just think it's a big wanky loser and I just wish it would shut the fuck up." " Please." " You can have him, but tell me my bum tastes like ice cream." "Tell me." " Your bum," " Bum." " tastes like ice cream." " I know." " Thank you." " Hello?" " Hey, hey it's just me." "I'm sorry, my phone cut out before." " That's cool, babe, I just wanted you to know that I'm OK." "We're OK." " That's great news." "That's great, babe." " But, I need you to do something for me." " Yeah, anything." "Anything at all." " Um, I need you to see someone." "* We will perform" "* As the wind picks up" "* And steers the sounds from the speakers away" "* We will perform" "* Though the lights are slashed" "* And the clouds hide away the room" "* We will perform" "* As the bridge takes form" "* And removes from us to what we know" "* We will perform" "* Though the gates are locked" "* And the fairground is rusted and old" "* Don't you do it for the money" "* Don't you do it for the fame" "* Don't you do it for conversations" "* Don't you do it because everyone" "* Tells you they care" " I'm terribly sorry." "Would you mind" "The priest left these behind." "There's a young man here to see you, he's been waiting for a while." " Why did you throw Cindy out of the house and into the street?" " Because this is a house of business, M, and Cindy is bad for business." " Well don't you care what happens to her?" " Nobody cares, that's not the way the world works." " How does the world work, Scarlet?" " If you don't work, you don't eat." "Everything has a price and you have to earn your way." "Money is money, M." " Excuse me?" " I'm sorry, sorry," "I didn't quite catch that then." " Are you Bruce, or what?" " Oh no." "No, no, no, no." "I'm Joey." "I'm Joey." " OK," "I think you've got the wrong room." "Hey, hang on." "Who are they for?" " Oh, um," "I was told her name's M." "M." " Ah, yeah." "Come in for a bit." " Aren't you ashamed?" " Who the fuck are you to judge me?" "It's not like I ever ask you what disgusting things you do in this room." " No, that's right, you don't know do you?" "How about I tell you about the worst thing" "I ever did." " I don't need to hear this." " Yeah, you do." "I'd earned over a grand in one afternoon in that room." "And I decided I was gonna go shopping." "You know, treat myself." "And a homeless boy came up and asked me if I would buy him a meal." "And I was so busy thinking about what I could buy with what I earned, that I just gave him a lousy five bucks and shooed him away like I was swatting a fly." " Shh!" " About a half an hour later," "I felt ashamed." "More ashamed than I've ever felt." "I was ashamed that day." "But I have never, ever been ashamed of anything I've ever done in that room." " Done?" " Take a seat on the bed." " Oh no." " Go on, sit." " OK." " You look like a very dirty boy." "So I'm gonna have to dust you down." "Dust you down, dirty, dirty dirty down there, isn't it?" "This isn't gonna do, Joey." "You can't be so shy." "You have to know what you want if you're gonna go see M." "She's a very busy woman." " I know what I want." " What's that?" "Hm?" "If you can't tell me, how are you gonna tell her?" "Honestly Joey, I could make it so you don't have to do anything." "You can just close your eyes." "Let me make you feel good." "You don't really want to give those flowers to M, do you?" " You seem, sorry, you seem really, really nice, but really" "I should see M tonight." " See, you have to be more confident." "More confident if you want a woman to like you." " Thank you, but I think I'd rather be myself actually." " Oh no, that's like the worse thing that you could do." " I thought women liked guys who could be themselves?" " Why aren't you with a woman like that then?" " I didn't say I knew any." " Hey?" "Hey." "Hey, I was just playing." "There's someone for everybody, yeah." "I'm sure you're gonna find the right woman some day." " What if I can't?" "What if I can't find anyone?" " Dear Jesus." "I pray for the fucked." "And the unfucked." "I pray for the parts we were taught not to touch." "And I pray for the parts that are wounded and tender." "I pray for my mother and father." "I hope they know they're loved." "I pray for the poor, the hungry," "and the lonely." "And most of all" "I pray for the lost souls." "For those who," "for those who foolishly betray" "or turn real love away" "wherever they may find it." "Amen." " Yeah, you should see M." "Come on, I've got another client now anyway." "Come on, honey." "She's just down the hall." " Wait, what?" "What?" " See ya." " Hey." " Hello." " Sorry dear, Bruce is a no show." " No way." "No way!" " Nothing I could do, love." " I'm already in this fucking ridiculous outfit, he has to show." " Well then you're just gonna have to change." "You can't meet another John in that getup." " How the fuck am I supposed to pay my rent this month?" " Lily, we've spoken about this before." " Forget it, I'm not doing massage, it's humiliating." " Are you Joey?" " Yeah." " It's a pleasure to meet you, Joey." " Likewise." " I give you 50%, now you give me a client." " But Lily, darling, you're not exactly the prettiest girl in the house." " I am a pretty girl." "I know I am." "I am a pretty girl." "I know I am." "I am a pretty girl." "I know I am." "I am a pretty girl." "I know I am." " You're very sweet, Joey." " I bet you get flowers all the time." " You'd be surprised, Joey." "They're beautiful." "I don't think I've ever seen them before, what do you call them?" " Um." "I think," "I think they're called baby's tears." " Baby's tears?" "Yeah, baby's tears." "They're just weeds, really, they're everywhere, but nobody notices them." " You notice them." " Today's my birthday." " Mine too." " Um." "I'm 24 today and, uh." "I think I've forgotten how to kiss." "So it's been a really long time and" "I was, I was hoping that you could show me." " Oh." "I'm so sorry." "I didn't think you were serious." "I'm sorry." "Actually I don't." " Um, I'm sorry." "I'm sorry." "Um." "I must seem pretty, pretty foolish to you and, um," "my" "My mother my mother always said that I was foolish." "A dreamer, she said." " I used to get told the same thing." "But you know what I always told myself?" "Keep dreaming, it's a rule." "No sage can dream such beauty" " as a fool." " That's Baudelaire." " Sorry, a what?" " It's a poem by Charles Baudelaire." " Oh, I don't that." "I just remember those words." " You're safe." "Kissing is the easiest thing in the world to master." " Really?" "Well, you know, I do," "I do value your opinion, being..." " Yeah, OK." " Yeah, yeah." " Hey." " Hello?" " Open your lips a little." "OK." "More tongue, less lip." " More tongue, less lip." " Um, OK, not that much." " Sorry." "Sorry." " No, it's OK." "It's OK." " OK." "I think it's time we tried something a little different." "Now relax." "Don't be scared, Joey." "Trust me." " Yeah." " This won't hurt a bit." " No, no." "No." "Sorry." " It's OK." "You have to tell me what you want, Joey." "Otherwise I can't give the birthday boy his present." " Is it really your birthday too?" " Yeah." " Really?" " Yeah." " Is there anything I can give you?" " You're not gonna get all weird on me, are you?" " Oh, uh, no, no I won't get weird." " You really mean that?" " Yeah, I promise, promise." " OK." "Just know, if I get weird I don't give refunds, OK?" " I wouldn't take anything from you." " Will you rub my feet?" " Yes, yes, yes." "Is that OK?" " Yeah." " Happy birthday." "* Here in this body" "* Here in this body" "* I can keep a little room" "* A small apartment" "* While the rest of my body lives like a high-rise" "* Populated by sound" "* Roped together" "* And they give me pain" "* But deep inside" "* I love you" "* Come on now" "* Come into my world" "* Come into my world" "* You've got the key" "* Come into my world" "* Come into my world" "* You've got the key" "* Here in this body" "* Here in this body" "* I can keep my shadow here" "* In this secret place" "* While the rest of my body is jammed like a highway" "* Locked together" "* Single shred of hope" "* Deep inside I love you" "* I love you" "* So come on now" "* Come into my world" "* Come into my world" "* You've got the key" "* Come into my world" "* Come into my world" "* Come on now" "* Come into my world" "* Come into my world" "* You've got the key" "* Come into my world" "* Come into my world" "* You've got the key"