Chloe.
This is Dr. Greenberg
and this is his wife Janice.
They're interested in your work.
What do you guys wanna know?
We've been told that it's childish,
self-indulgent, sophomoric.
I see. Well, maybe this isn't a good time.
Honey, why don't we look around a little more?
Sure, please do. I'll be around.
Wow. Can you not do this to me right now, please?
Why? Why did you put up my stuff? It's not ready.
There's absolutely nobody here.
Chloe, it's early, and the gallery...
I have put way too much time and money into this thing
to just keep pushing it off.
You need to calm down and relax.
- Calm down? - Yes.
Are you serious? This is fucking embarrassing.
Okay, wow. I can't do this right now
because I have to go sell your work.
You know what? We love this one.
I just love this piece...
Um, actually, Chloe?
Do you mind telling the Greenbergs about this piece?
Will you tell me your name and, uh, your age?
Toby.
Jonas.
I'm Alexia. I'm 22.
- 20. - 18.
I'm ageless, baby.
Chloe?
How'd you get here in life?
You know, girl. Surgery isn't cheap.
Meth.
My ex-boyfriend.
Threesomes lead to group sex,
which lead to this, I guess.
The pimp picked me up when I was in the park
right when I was aging out of foster care, okay?
Listen, this is adequate for...
Okay. Okay. Um, this...
That's fine. That's fine.
Okay.
Chloe?
Okay. Well...
Walking out of rehab did not help your case any.
I need you to read this non-disclosure agreement
and sign it.
I regret to inform you that the board feels
you can no longer uphold your obligations to the charity.
You are relieved of all duties and responsibilities,
effective immediately.
What is... what is this?
The board recognizes that you were important
to the implementation of the foundation,
but it can no longer be associated with you.
There are others that need to be considered...
The families, the researchers...
I'm not taking money from my mother's foundation.
Please, Chloe.
Chloe, we want you to concentrate on your life.
I hope you understand, Chloe. I'm sorry.
Could you please look at me?
Chloe, I'm doing the best that I can.
I'm only trying to help.
This isn't what mom would have wanted.
Yeah, well, maybe she shouldn't have killed herself.
If you could be anything, what would you be?
- Really? - Not me.
Oh, I don't know.
I haven't really thought about it.
Oh, god, if I could be anything...
I'd be in love.
- Is something wrong? - Shh. Just don't move.
What... what are you doing?
I'm sorry. My neck is killing me.
If you're not gonna take any shots, you know,
is it okay if I just go have a smoke?
Okay, well, everything's just the same.
It's like... everything's just the same.
You're just...
Do you have any other looks or anything?
Me? You're the artist.
Let's try something. If you come...
Try coming to the side, maybe?
Like, think of, like, a strong pose.
Maybe a pulling one... something like that.
Yeah, just kind of work with the ribbons a little bit.
Whatever you feel comfortable with.
- -What's... what's... what's going on?
I'm sorry, it just doesn't seem like you're that into it.
If you want, we can just reschedule.
Okay, let's...
This is not gonna work.
Let's try something completely different, okay?
Just back up.
Let's try this.
Okay.
Sit down.
All right. Let's see.
What's it like to be you?
Wait, are you recording this?
Because that's not in our contract
and I'm half-naked.
It's just a piece
for this experimental exhibit I'm doing.
Okay.
When did you get started?
16.
Where were you?
In New York.
Can you leave that open, please?
Thank you. Yeah.
So, what's it like making money
using your body?
Wait, I've been...
I've been in Elle, cosmo, and vogue.
I'm a high-fashion model, not...
Not some whore.
So, if you want to shoot, we can shoot.
One more question.
Do you like being desired by men and women?
It is what it is. It's a job.
You should smile more.
Fuck off.
What's it like to never have to struggle?
Are you joking?
What the fuck do you even know about struggling?
Freak.
What the fuck do you even know about struggling?
Are you joking? I'm not some whore.
What the fuck do you even know about struggling?
Can you leave that open, please?
What the fuck do you even know about... are you joking?
I'm not some whore. What the fuck do you...
What the fuck do you even know about...
I'm not some whore.
What the fuck do you even know about struggling?
Are you joking? I'm not some whore.
What the fuck do you even know about... I'm not some whore.
What the fuck do you even know about...
What's this for?
It's for this project I'm doing.
What's with the glass?
It's just to blur your face.
Oh.
- You okay? - I'm okay.
Can I ask how old you are?
I'm 18.
How'd you get here?
My dad drove me here.
Your dad dropped you off here?
Yeah. He's waiting outside.
Where... where's your mother?
Dead.
- Who is that? - Oh, I don't know.
You're full of shit. Who is that?
It's okay, I'll get the door. It's fine.
What the fuck, lady?
- Calm down, I didn't... - not cool, lady!
It's fine. Wait, wait, wait.
Hey! Hey!
Um, I think I might be in the wrong apartment.
I'm looking for apartment 119.
This is right. Come on. Kat, yeah? Conrad sent you?
What's with the kid?
Um, nothing, I'm doing interviews.
You're certainly doing something.
Yeah, it'll just be a few questions.
If, um... I'll pay you, okay?
How long will this take?
No more than 15 minutes.
If you could just answer a few questions, and be honest, please.
Just be, like, brutally honest.
Brutally honest?
Uh, there's no smoking in here.
Okay, could you just say your name, and your age,
and some basic stuff to the camera, please,
- kind of thing? - No.
Okay, well, I need basic info from you.
No, you don't.
Okay, how did you get into your field?
- My field? - Prostitution.
Thank you.
A man paid me to have sex with him.
What were the circumstances?
Circumstances were he wanted to fuck me,
but I didn't want to fuck him,
so he gave me some money.
How long ago was this?
A while.
How old were you?
Younger.
Okay. Let's try something else.
Is this...
Is this a life that you've chosen to stick with
or do you want out?
Why do you want to know?
Because the deal was that I pay you
to tell me the truth.
No, the deal was you wanted me to be honest.
- Remember? - Yes.
Well, the truth is, you're asking all the wrong questions.
Really?
When did I get started
and how long have I been doing this?
Do I want out? Who cares?
Do you like what you do?
I like being good at what I do.
When I'm with a client, I'm exactly what they want.
Not what they say they want.
Not what they think they want.
I'm what they don't know they want.
What do I want?
You want someone to come in here and shit all over your world,
make you do things you really want to do, but can't.
You said you wanted brutal honesty
because you are looking for someone
to come in here and tell you things
you don't want to hear.
What don't I want to hear?
I believe you owe me money.
How much you charge?
As much as I can get.
Up to $3,000 a night.
I do whatever I need to.
Trade or steal, you know, if I need a fix.
I'll charge a dick in the ass if he's got it going on.
Hey, babe.
Get me a bottle of water from the mini-bar.
Yeah, sure.
Oh, man.
Can I keep these?
If you want to play some more, we have to renegotiate.
Babe, times are tight.
I can't even afford our dates anymore.
I know you understand.
Sounds like you couldn't go another round anyway, love.
You need to take care of yourself
or you'll die before your wife does.
Oh, man.
I can't believe a 45-year-old prostitute is handing out advice.
I'm 44.
My dad dropped me here.
Your dad dropped you off here?
Yeah. He's waiting outside.
Where's your mother?
Dead.
I'm not leaving you on purpose.
What the fuck, lady?
Calm down. I didn't call...
- Not cool, lady. - It's fine.
What's with the kid?
- Not cool, lady! - It's fine.
Where do you want me?
The key to this job is control.
Show up early before the client's ready
and it keeps you in charge of the situation.
Plus it helps weed out the cops.
How'd you know I wasn't a cop?
You're not a cop.
How do you know all this stuff?
Experience.
Unbelievable. Where the fuck have you been?
- Sorry. I slept in. - Check your messages?
I called you three times.
I know, but I was working late last night.
One job? That's it, right?
Yep.
You don't have the luxury to work one job a night.
All your regulars have been calling
and asking for new and improved girls.
Maybe it's time for you to find some other game.
I don't know, look for some office work.
What's come in?
I get calls, just not for road kill.
Maybe it's time for a makeover,
squeeze another year out of this.
- I mean stuff. - I know what you mean.
Is that all?
You want more? Make more money.
If you checked your messages once in awhile,
you'd know the client from the other day has been calling.
She called me, like, three times.
She? Who's she?
The 119? Uptown?
Next to the pawn shop?
I sent you there two days ago.
- The woman. - Yeah, right.
Hey, one of Mr. Roma's guys
came back here looking for you earlier.
Sent them to your old address.
They said you don't live there anymore.
No. No, I don't.
Where do you live?
It's none of your business.
Crazy bitch.
How do you know all this stuff?
Experience. There's rules.
What are the rules?
You know, no in-calls, no groups,
no freebies, no blacks,
no getting attached,
and don't do drugs with clients.
- Hey. - Come on in.
So, what are we doing tonight?
Uh, I wanted to shoot nudes.
Oh, that's going to cost you more than this.
Well, there's 3,500 in there.
Yeah, but that gets me to the door.
I'm gonna need another 500.
Okay.
And I would love a drink.
You don't have to do that, actually.
Um, here, you know what? Here. Come here.
Come to the corner over there.
Maybe...
Maybe go down on the floor.
And if you, like...
So, I just, what? Put my head here?
Should I put it back?
Like, push my tits out or something?
- Just be normal. - Normal?
I'm curious.
Why do you do this?
When I moved here from London,
I was in a bit of trouble.
So, someone offered me a way out,
and, well, you know.
Out of what?
I had sex to pay for debt.
After that, it seemed, I don't know, easy money.
Can you stand up, please?
Perfect.
Do you ever get sick of it all?
No.
Do you have any regrets?
You can't regret anything you do in life, right?
Sometimes you just gotta live your life
and hope it all works out.
Is that right?
You hungry? Wanna get some food?
What are you doing?
Working.
Tell me, how do you walk into a bar
- and just find these... - Johns?
It's really not that difficult.
Any guy can become a client or a John.
- Like that one over there? - Exactly like that one.
Have you ever dated a John?
Sure.
You ever fall in love with one?
I try not to. That's one of my rules.
Listen, I've gotta go.
- Can I come? - Come?
- Where? - With you.
That's gonna cost you a whole lot more.
I understand.
Okay, well, maybe tomorrow.
Okay.
Catch you later.
So, what are you looking for?
What can I get?
♪ And I'll use my legs
♪ use my chest
♪ use my hands
♪ use my hips
Sorry I'm so late.
It's okay. Traffic was awful.
Oh, my god. All right, what do I need?
Sorry, excuse the mess. I'm in transition right now.
Sorry.
You, uh... you need a place to stay?
No. I'm just staying with a friend.
It's all good.
♪ And everything is your fault ♪
Okay.
Ready to get weird?
Thanks.
You don't think he's gonna see that, do you?
I don't think so. What do you think?
I guess it's okay.
Just gonna have to keep him distracted, eh?
What time is he gonna be here?
- Any minute. - Okay.
That was fast.
They usually are.
So, how's it looking?
Oh, shit. Oh, shit.
Do you need some help with that?
No. God, no.
Oh, my god.
No, I'm not stupid.
Yeah, i... I know what you told me.
I know, but come... come on.
Yeah. She's here right now.
Okay. Yeah, I'll get it.
- You are fucked. - Why? What did he say?
He said you are fucked.
He said it to me, and now I'm saying it to you.
So, what do I do?
I mean, this helps, but it's not enough.
Fuck. I thought we had a deal worked out.
We had a deal.
I thought so, too.
Why can't we just do what we did the time before?
He don't want you no more.
He wants his money.
How much time have I got?
Zero.
It's out of my hands now.
So, how's the project going?
- Are you almost done? - Uh, kind of.
I don't really know if I've found my angle yet.
Why? Maybe I can help.
Uh, thanks, but you've already done enough.
God, I'll tell you,
all week I've been looking at apartments,
and those bloody estate agents,
they want huge deposits
for rooms that are smaller than a motel.
You don't think I could get, like,
a bit or two upfront, do you, of my pay?
Yeah, that's fine. I'll give you a week in advance. Cool?
Thank you. That would be brilliant.
Yeah.
- How do I look? - Normal.
So, when we first met,
you told me that there are rules.
Yeah, I mean, they're not my rules.
They're just the rules.
What kind of rules?
Um, no in-calls.
Always meet at a hotel or at the client's place.
Never let them know where you live.
Don't do drugs with clients.
You've got to stay in control.
And no blacks.
That seems racist.
Yeah, it is, but it's not my rules.
I didn't make 'em.
Sorry, hold on.
Hello? Yes.
No, I'm with a client right now, dad.
No, it was to pay a model.
No, I don't care. I do not...
No, it's my money. I really don't care.
- Sorry. - That went well?
My dad, he's an asshole.
Most are.
He always feels like he has to be in control of everything.
Do you like being in control?
Maybe.
Okay, that's enough. Bullets aren't cheap.
- This is fun. - Yeah?
Do you... do you always carry this thing on you?
- Yep. - Why?
Have you ever been attacked by a client before?
Not a client, but, um, a crackhead in an alley once.
- Never? -If you put in enough time and effort,
then you can weed out the psychos and the rapists before you meet them.
When you arrive you call in,
describe the client, tell them where you're at,
and say you're gonna text in 20 minutes.
Even if nobody's on the other end of the phone,
at least the client thinks
there's some big son of a bitch in the lobby.
So, you've never been attacked?
Not really.
Nothing that I didn't get compensated for.
How'd you find this place?
It's where I used to work...
Just up the road.
Doing what?
We can leave.
I can handle it.
Did you really used to work here?
It wasn't quite like this.
They're talented.
Come on. Let's get out of here.
- What are you doing? - Uh...
Just, uh...
I'm... I'm, uh, taking these pictures...
For documenting, I don't know,
my life and change.
In case you get famous or something?
Or something.
- Can I see them? - Uh, okay.
Wow. These are beautiful.
Thank you.
What are you doing?
It's been a really long time since...
I don't know what you're talking about.
- All right. Got it? - Yes.
- To the bedroom. - Thank you.
- You all right? - Uh-huh.
You wanna go get a beer?
Yeah. I'm gonna go to the bathroom.
You ready?
Yeah. Wait.
- After you. - Thank you very much.
I love the way he layered the music sheets.
Collaging was really big in the '60s.
It's very Jasper Johns.
That's actually layered?
Mm-hmm. Don't touch it!
Stop it.
Stop it, I'm serious. Don't do that.
I'm just messing with you.
I would never really touch it.
I've been to hundreds of these pop-ups.
Clients used to love bringing me here,
showing me off to their intellectual friends and bosses.
It was fun.
And what happened?
I got old.
What do you think of this one?
Hmm.
It doesn't really match
the rest of the gallery, does it?
Kind of muddy, dark.
Don't really know.
What do you think?
It's mine.
I didn't offend you, did I?
I mean, you're the one that said
you're a photographer, not a painter.
And it really wasn't that bad.
You've just got to get a new frame.
It's fine.
Hey, why don't you paint me?
I... why would I paint you? I don't paint anymore.
I'm so hungry. Are you hungry?
Please, paint me.
Do you like Sushi?
Come on, I've always wanted to be painted
by a real artist.
What don't you get
about me not painting anymore, okay?
Seriously, can we just get dressed and go eat somewhere?
I just think that it would be really good for us.
- Oh. - It would be nice.
- Do you? - Yes.
- Don't you think? - I don't know.
Maybe one day.
We haven't talked about that.
- I'm not stupid. - Nobody said you were.
- It was an accident... - What kind of accident?
And a long time ago.
It doesn't need to concern you,
Chloe?
Chloe, it's dad. Are you in there?
Chloe?
Did you just break in here?
No, you know I have keys.
Well, you can't just come in here like that.
Oh, please, Chloe,
it's too early in the morning to argue.
Come on, put some clothes on.
I'm gonna call the cops on you
and see how you like being arrested.
You're smoking now?
No.
I had friends over last night.
- Who? - Does it really matter?
Do I know them?
No.
Well, I just... I just wanted to stop by
and see my beautiful daughter.
Dad, it's 9:00 in the morning.
Please stop spying on me.
I'm not spying on you. I just...
Why don't you stick to your word
and leave me alone?
I will never leave you.
Don't you have a fundraiser to run?
Remember?
Ugh, my dad.
- The asshole? - Yeah.
Well, he seemed like a nice man to me.
- Well, he's not. - He can't be that bad.
At least he wanted to see you.
No, he doesn't,
he just called because he wants me to come
to this gala thing on Saturday.
It's just...
Would you come with me?
Saturday, is it?
It could be fun, couldn't it?
Okay, if that's what you want.
- Yeah, that's what I want. - Oh. The gala.
The gala.
- Okay. - Okay.
♪ City bird, city bird
♪ fly away
♪ From my window
♪ from my window
♪ 'cause you don't sing...
Stop it.
Seriously, come on. Stop it.
No, I don't want to. I'm really happy.
I'm having a good time shopping for clothes with you.
Well, then let's just shop for clothes.
Stop hanging all over me. What about that one?
You want it? I'll buy it for you.
- Yeah, I like it. - Yeah?
- You like this one? - Yeah.
Yeah, I like that one.
Honestly.
You like it.
Yeah, but I'm twice your age.
It looks like you're kissing your mother.
So, I'm... what are you talking about? Who cares?
I like this one. This one is good, too.
That would look really good on you.
I like that one.
Have you seen any that you want?
No. I want you.
Kiss me.
No, I'm not working.
Oh, yes, you are.
Okay, that's enough. Come on.
- The worst. - Come on.
Right, so let me get this straight.
We're going to a party because you hate everybody there.
Yes.
And you want them to know
that you're dating a prostitute.
Well, I wouldn't take it that far, but...
So, you're paying me to be amazing and suffer through it with you?
Mm-hmm. Correct.
- You know what? - Hmm?
You're lucky I like you.
I know.
Ooh, fancy.
So, what is this gala for?
This is a charity for Huntington's disease.
Let's go to the bar.
I thought she was still in rehab.
Cheers, I guess.
Whoa. Easy tiger.
- Don't tell. - Don't tell?
- You look really pretty. - Thank you.
Yeah.
Yowza!
There is my girl!
You finally came out of your cave.
- What is up? - Same old.
Uh, this is my best friend Zoe.
- This is Kat. - Hi.
- Hello, Zoe. - It's so nice to meet you.
Nice to meet you.
I've heard absolutely nothing about you,
because someone forgot how to use their phone.
Jerk.
Ooh. Waiter's calling my name.
Who wants bubbly?
Yeah, I think I'll be finished by the time you get back.
Girl, I know exactly how you feel.
I swear, my soul is made of champagne and bacon.
She's funny. She's cool.
Yeah, our parents grew up together. She's rad.
- Oh, really? - Mm-hmm.
I'm so glad you could make it.
You look stunning, sweetheart.
- Really, really lovely. - Thank you. Thank you.
Hi. I'm Chloe's father,
and you're...
This is my girlfriend, Kat, I'm sorry.
It's an absolute pleasure to meet you, sir.
What a gorgeous house you have.
Well, thank you. Thank you very much.
What do you do, Kat?
Oh, I model for your daughter.
- Nudes, mostly. - Really?
- Mr. d! What is shaking? - Zoe, how are you?
Oh, my god, I love the tie.
- It's very norm-core. - Thank you.
Um, I'm doing good. I'm doing good, you know?
- Good. - Taking it day by day.
How are you and the folks?
Oh, you know, the folks are good.
Yeah, same old, you know?
What's in there?
Nothing.
Whew! It is hot in here.
Oh, my god.
All of this used to be my room.
All my artwork was up everywhere in here.
You name it... doodles, drawings, paintings.
Um, my mom hung it.
She put it all up.
I mean, my dad turned this into his fuck den.
- Go on. -Yeah, I bet you he had sex
right there where you're sitting.
On this bed? Come on.
- On this bed right here? - Right here.
No way. What do you think he did?
- With what kind of women? - Oh, god, I don't know.
Were they huskies? Were they whores?
Oh, my god,
they must have been absolute whores.
Come to me! Mwah! Mwah!
- Oh, my god. - Hey.
Yes?
What?
Promise you won't leave me.
I won't.
- Back to the party. - Okay!
She's absolutely fantastic.
What medium do you work in?
She works in all mediums, of course.
She's absolutely bloody brilliant.
We're collaborating on a project together right now.
Really?
Yeah, it's mainly photography,
but... and video, of course.
And I'm... I'm trying to project film
onto three -dimensional canvases
and capture, obviously, the piece in itself,
but also what's the second before and after everything.
But I'm just still... still figuring it out.
I'm one of the models. Strictly nudes.
Everyone, can I have your attention, please?
Welcome to the 14th annual
"we care, we cure" gala.
- Hi. - Hi.
I'm sorry I haven't called.
I've just been really busy at the gallery,
but I wanna hear how everything's coming.
Yeah. It's fine.
Everything's really good.
Don't worry about it.
Everything's coming along.
I can't wait to show you. It's gonna be great.
- It should be done soon. - Okay, good.
Just let me know when you're ready.
Yeah, okay. Let's listen.
It wasn't long after we were married
the tell-tale signs began to appear...
The depression,
the dementia,
and probably the worst for Gabriela,
loss of coordination.
As many of you know,
she was a very, very strong woman,
and she fought.
Where have you been hiding?
I've been looking everywhere for you.
I was in the bathroom.
Well, I'm really glad that you're here.
I didn't even know if you you got out of rehab.
Your dad's been super weird about the whole thing.
I'm fine. I'm fine. I've just been working a lot.
Yeah, and getting some action clearly.
Yes.
And with that in mind,
I would like to introduce to you
another very special person,
who has inspired not only me,
but all those who have ever heard her story...
Jackie Sorka.
Thank you all very much.
I'm so honored to be here.
Eight months ago,
I decided to embark on an inevitable journey
that threatened to change the course of my life.
My brother and I watched Huntington's disease
take our father's life
with a 50% chance of having the h.T. Gene,
I chose not to get tested as a child.
But as my heart grew harder and harder to invest,
I made the hard choice.
I picked up the phone.
I called my doctor.
I called my family
and my loved ones.
We were prepared for anything and everything
except being thrown off-course by a positive result.
I mean, s.A.T.'S and weddings and children...
I had planned for so much life.
I mean, every day brings new challenges,
but I am determined to pack in fifty years of life
if all I have is ten left.
Hey. I thought you said you weren't gonna leave me.
What are you talking about? I was right there.
- Here it is. - Thank you.
Give me a call sometime.
Where's your wife? You ditch her?
- Excuse me? - Your wife.
- I'm not... - what's going on?
I don't know, uh...
What are you two doing out here?
I... I... sorry.
I think you should come
and get some fresh air maybe?
You're a little worked up.
Me? I'm not the one trying to fuck random guys.
Maybe I should, um...
- It was nice meeting you. - That it was.
What are you talking about?
I thought you said you weren't gonna leave me.
I didn't. I was right there.
Chloe!
I didn't leave you.
You were the one who disappeared.
Oh, come on, just admit it. You were working.
I was talking to people!
Just admit it. You were working.
No, I swear! That is not what happened!
I wasn't trying to fuck the guy.
He just wanted a cigarette.
Come on.
Get your fucking hands off me.
Chloe, Chloe, let me talk to you
for just a minute, please!
It's fine, I'll get her.
Oh, my god. You don't... you don't care about anyone.
You don't fucking care about yourself.
Is that what that little fit was about in there?
I mean, what the fuck was that?
You know, I've never been in love.
Don't say it.
Why?
Because this isn't it.
Well, I wanted to say it before you go.
I'm going?
Where am I going?
You just gotta go.
- Take off your dress. - What?
- Take off your dress. - Why?
Because I want to do one last interview with you before you leave.
- Oh, I'm leaving tonight? - Yes.
- Then I'm leaving now. - No, you're not.
Take this. Here. It's everything and a little extra.
Take off your clothes.
Don't sit. You always sit.
Here, stand.
There we go.
Wait, stop.
I want the truth from you.
You have a kid, am I right?
Had. I had a kid.
Yeah? What happened?
I gave it away.
You gave it away.
Was it a he or a she or...
It.
It grew inside of me, I had it,
I gave it away.
Did you ever try to find...
No, and that's the end of that story.
- How could you just... - easily.
I didn't know or care if I was pregnant until it was too late.
- How could you just... - what? What?
You don't understand
how a mother could just give away her child
and never think about it again?
I'm nobody's mother.
I'm just a woman who gave up
on her little girl.
So, it was a girl?
Sure. Do you know what?
Are you done working out your mommy issues?
This has nothing to do with me.
- Oh, it isn't? - Unh-unh.
You take me to your mother's charity event.
You go batshit crazy when I start to flirt.
You come home here and you just grill me about my scar.
Do you want a whore or a therapist?
Oh, maybe you want another mother.
Stop it.
You could never be my mother
because my mother was loving.
- Blah, blah, blah. - Get the fuck out.
Get out, get out, get out.
I don't give a shit. Now!
I'm leaving anyway.
How long can you keep a whore around, huh?
What you think for dinner? Maybe barbeque?
Oh, where the fuck have you been?
- Working. - Really? That's good.
I hope this is it, because Mr. Roma is all over my ass now.
Yeah, it's not enough, but I'm gonna give to you in two, three days.
How's that supposed to happen?
I don't fucking know.
This is your job. I need clients.
You should probably keep this
because there's nothing out there.
Nothing out there, or nothing out there for me?
Take your pick.
I got girls turning 20 that are in for a surprise.
Twenty. It's dry.
I'll do anything.
I'll do parties.
I'll even do groups.
Anything.
Anything?
Well, there's something, but it is not good.
- You hear me? - Anything.
- Not good. - I'll do anything.
It pays well, but it's not good.
That's okay.
Anything. I can do it.
All right. I'll call you.
- Are you okay? - Yeah, I'm fine.
Chloe, I think it's important for you to know
that I never did anything to mom
that she didn't ask me to do.
Your mom didn't want to suffer, so she...
Chloe, you need help.
That's why we're here,
Mr. Kenner and I would like to discuss your options.
You know?
Chloe, mom had Huntington's for many years.
I love you.
You Pete?
You can put your shit over there.
Hey, um, could you help me with something?
- Sure, anything. - I need to find someone.
Okay.
So, are you gonna share any of that with me?
You're good. So this is it?
- Yeah. - Just in front of this?
- Yeah. That's it. - Let's do it.
Okay, so rent here is not free, okay?
Got it.
There's a lot of work if you need it.
- Let's just do it. -Yeah, let's see what you got.
Whoa, what are you...
Stop, stop, stop. Whoa, stop.
Is this your first time? Slowly, babe, okay?
Slowly. I gotta sell this shit to people.
Try again.
All right, make it look like you're into it.
Look like you like it.
Okay, you gotta... you gotta be hap...
You look like you're about to fucking cry.
Try and be happy.
I'm gonna ask you a few questions, okay?
Okay.
- What's your name? - Amy.
Hmm. Your mommy said we could talk.
She's not my real mommy.
You wanna stop doing this?
You need another damn question.
Do you wanna stop doing this?
No.
You ever think that you will?
Sure, you know, in a year or two.
- Sure. - Oh, no, no, no.
No, I'm planning on doing this maybe one more year,
two at the most.
Uh, yeah, one, maybe two years tops.
Are you in there?
Chloe?
Oh.
Hello, is Chloe around?
No, sorry. She's in an appointment.
Okay.
Well, do you know when she's gonna be home?
I don't. Sorry.
- Are you okay? - Yeah, I'm fine.
Look, can I just come in and get my stuff?
I don't think that's really a good idea.
Fuck.
- Are you okay, though? - Yeah.
I'll swing by later.
You know she's sick.
Chloe's gonna lose her independence
and she needs people who can take care of her.
Do you honestly think you can do that?
Do you like what you do?
I like being good at what I do.
When I'm with a client, I'm exactly what they want.
Not what they say they want,
not what they think they want,
I'm what they don't know they want.
What do I want?
You want someone to come in here
and shit all over your world,
make you do things you really want to do, but can't.
You said you wanted brutal honesty because you
are looking for someone to come in here
and tell you things you don't want to hear.
Shit.
What're you doing here?
I was really worried about you.
Sorry, I just used my key to get in.
You didn't get back to me. I didn't hear from you.
It's cool.
Um, did you, uh, touch anything?
No.
'Cause I had everything set up on this table
- that was really for... - no.
There were these Polaroids...
Look, Chloe, everyone's really worried about you, okay?
And, um, your girlfriend stopped by.
My... Kat stopped by?
Yeah.
When did Kat come by?
I don't know. 20, 30 minutes ago.
- Look, are you okay? - Fuck.
Look, you gotta talk to me, okay?
- Yeah. - Yeah?
- What's going on? - I'm just hot.
Yeah, you're hot?
Okay, I'm gonna get you a glass of water,
and, um, I'm gonna call your dad, all right?
Don't call my dad. Don't call my dad.
- Don't call my dad. - Chloe?
What do you want? You gotta talk to me.
Can you help me?
Can you help me with something? Come here.
- Ooh. Okay. - It's okay.
- My hands.
Yeah, I know. I know. I know.
Do you want me to help you? You want to tell me what to do?
- Mm-hmm. - Okay.
I'd like if you can just pull up this file
with the one where she's sitting
in the bathroom, um...
The one that's a little bit closer
and on her face.
Okay. This is the one
I'm going to setup, okay?
Hey, are you ready yet? He's here.
Come on, hurry up.
Isn't he the guy from the chat room?
How the hell should I know?
Come on.
What's the worst thing about your work?
Beatings,
not getting paid,
gettin' harassed by pigs and arrested.
I... what do you think?
Being treated like a human toilet.
- That I can't go back. - Back where?
Back home.
Come here.
No in call.
Always meet at a hotel or the client's place.
Never let them know where you live.
Don't do drugs with clients. Gotta stay in control.
You gotta stay in control.
Never let them know where you live.
You've got to stay in control.
They're never my rules. They're the rules to keep you safe.
What kind of rules?
Um, no in calls
always meet at a hotel or at the client's place.
Never let them know where you live.
Don't do drugs with clients, gotta stay in control.
You wanna get the fuck outta here tomorrow night?
Get a drink or something?
Okay.
Hi, I'd like to make an appointment.
Uh, is she available tonight?
Ugh, uh, r-right now?
Okay. Um, I'll text you my address.
So, where are we going tonight?
Sorry. I... I, um,
I just got a call.
You're working tonight.
He's coming over now. So get ready.
Well, come on, join us. Don't be scared.
Come in.
What are we doing here?
Filming house extra.
I know. Sit.
Where's the blow?
You complaining right now?
So, uh,
how'd you get started?
I was stripping at bachelor parties,
and, uh, switched over.
Remember your first time?
No, not really.
Everything all right?
What's the worst thing that's ever happened to you?
Nothing bad has ever happened to me.
Not yet.
You ever fall in love with a client?
No, that's not me.
I'm gonna go get a six pack.
What? You serious?
Look. He's a friend of Conrad's, okay?
Relax.
You want a hit?
You just gonna sit there and say nothing?
Fuck it. I'll do another one.
What is that shit, man?
I'm not into that fucking shit.
I'm not doing it.
I'm not fucking into that shit.
Fuck it.
I'm not into that shit.
Ah! Ow!
What? What the fuck?
What's wrong?
What... what?
- What's... - Get out.
Get out. Get the fuck out!
- What're you talking about? - Get the fuck out!
Oh, my god.
No, no, no!
Room SSI.
I'm not leaving you on purpose.
I'm not leaving you on...
How do you get through it?
The drugs.
Hope.
I just do.
I believe you know my client
miss Chloe Davis?
Yes, I do.
How did you find me?
I'm the executor of miss Davis' estate.
Miss Davis has set up a trust fund in your name.
Trust fund?
I take it miss Davis didn't discuss this with you.
She came to me about a month ago
to adjust her will amongst other things.
A week ago I hired a private detective
to track you down.
Shortly thereafter,
he informed us of your incident.
We spoke to the police and, uh,
they have not found the man who did this to you.
They've also not been able to locate
- a Mr. uh, Conrad Setch. - What'd you mean you left?
The man who dropped you off at the hospital.
Get the fucking car, idiot!
Doesn't surprise me.
Now, miss Fuller.
I don't know what your relationship was with miss Davis,
nor does it matter.
This trust fund was set up
with several strict conditions
of which I will be monitoring closely.
If you neglect that in way shape or form
to abide by these conditions,
the trust will be null and void
and all of the funds will be donated to charity.
An opportunity here, miss Fuller,
one that very few people are ever given.
Have you been listening to me, miss Fuller?
Every word.
She told me to tell you one last thing,
is that you attend her art exhibit.
Toby, 20.
I'm Alexia, I'm 22.
Since I was little,
I always wanted to be a singer.
I wanted to be famous
and be a really awesome female rock star.
- That would be cool. - Not getting paid.
I'm Alexia, I'm 22.
Gettin' harassed by pigs AMD arrested.
What do you think? Not gettin' paid.
Awesome female rock star.
Gettin' harassed by pigs and arrested.
- What do you think? - That would be cool.
Not gettin' paid,
gettin' harassed by pigs and arrested.
- What do you think? - What's this for?
- Not gettin' paid... - Eighteen.
- Jonas. -Gettin' harassed by pigs, and arrested.
- What's this for? - To be in love.
- Eighteen. -With somebody who isn't ashamed of me.
- Jonas. - What's this for?
With somebody who isn't ashamed of me.
- What's this for? - Jonas.
to be in love.
With somebody who isn't ashamed of me.
Jonas.
I grew it inside of me.
I had it, I gave it away.
I didn't know, okay, I was pregnant until it was too late.
I found a couple out of state who wanted to adopt.
I had a kid. I gave it away.
"It," I grew it inside of me,
I had it, I gave it away.
I didn't know, okay, I was pregnant until it was too late.
- I found a couple out of state... - what's your name?
Amy.
- I had a kid. - How old are you, Amy?
- Eight. - I gave it away.
How can a mother give away her child
- and never think about it? - How old are you, Amy?
- Eight. -And that's the end of the story.
And that's the end of the story.
She's not my real mommy.
- What's your name? - Amy.
- How old are you, Amy? - Eight.
Your mommy said we could talk.
She's not my real mommy.
Have you ever met your real mommy?
No.
Do you want to?
- What's your name? - Amy.
- How old are you, Amy? - Eight.
♪ City bird
♪ city bird
♪ fly away from my window
♪ from my window
♪ 'cause you don't sing
♪ like the birds from home sing ♪
♪ your song is dying
♪ I set the table for the ghosts in my home ♪
♪ my home
♪ and pour the wine and raise a glass ♪
♪ for the guests in my home
♪ mm
♪ they're entering
♪ in their skin and in their bones ♪
♪ still in their bones
♪ the vision scares, but none compares ♪
♪ to the dread of drinking alone ♪
♪ mm
♪ after the towers tuned to a tomb ♪
♪ the underworld refugees all ♪
♪ were refused by the banker ♪
♪ they could never go in
♪ so I let them in, oh
♪ oh, city bird
♪ city bird
♪ fly away from my window
♪ from my window
♪ 'cause you don't sing
♪ like the birds from home sing ♪
♪ your song is dying
♪ I light the candle for the ghosts in my home ♪
♪ my home
♪ say a prayer
♪ to please send care for the guests in my home ♪
♪ mm
♪ but in their sleep
♪ they claw and scream the devil home ♪
♪ the devil's come home
♪ but that nightmare does not compare ♪
♪ to the demons in sleeping alone ♪
♪ mm
♪ after the tower is turned to a tomb ♪
♪ the underworld refugees
♪ all were refused by the banker ♪
♪ and with nowhere to go
♪ they wash up on skid row
♪ a hard city bird
♪ city bird
♪ fly away from my window
♪ from my window
♪ 'cause you don't sing
♪ like the birds from home sing ♪
♪ your song is dying