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Electra (2024)

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Electra (2024)

Post by bunniefuu »

If you're gonna look at me

like I'm an a*s,

just feed me a carrot.

You're lucky I don't

have my riding crop.

Am I?

Are you prepared?

Yeah, I'm good.

He has to like you, okay?

Everybody likes me, Dylan.

Okay, well, just make sure

to bring up the painting

at some point tonight.

Hmm. Yeah.

Thank you so much

for arranging this.

It's my pleasure.

- Yeah.

- Please.

Grazie.

- Thank you.

- Thank you, please.

Shh, shh, shh.

This synth, man.

This synth, it tickles me.

Yeah. I feel it.

Yeah, you know, it's the Juno.

It's all over Bananafishbones.

Of course, the Cure.

Yeah, come here.

Yeah!

Come here, come here, come here.

Yes.

- Yeah, of course.

- Of course.

-Dylan, by the way.

-Dylan, Milo.

Good to meet you, man.

-Yeah, me too.

-Glad this worked out.

Me too.

Thanks for doing

this interview.

Oh, man pleasure.

Dazed Magazine.

Very special place in my heart.

I see you, uh,

you brought a little sous-chef.

Oh.

Lucy, my girlfriend slash

third eye.

Hi.

A la grande.

Oh, grazie.

Oh, straight to it.

-Yeah.

-Straight to it.

How do you want to be shot

without asking?

You can sh**t me all day long.

Bulletproof.

Okay, just a few more.

Do you care what

people really think of you?

Yeah, man.

Don't you?

Well, I guess

it depends who it is.

And what are they looking at?

Me or their image of me?

Hearts to Cure.

Your third album.

Tell me about it.

Am I making you nervous?

Are you happy with it?

Yeah, man.

Are you?

Huh?

Do you like it?

- Yeah.

- Okay.

Yeah, man. Best yet.

It's um, you know, it's about

the in-between, the liminal.

You know, when you're in

transition between two states

of being after something

ends unexpectedly.

You've got to pull that sh*t in

and embrace it.

I like working with artists.

Peter Green's band had grit,

but they did not have the...

-Heart, man.

-Yes.

Like, fine,

you're a f*cking genius,

-but like--

-Make me feel something.

- Yes.

- He knows that.

He knows what

I'm talking about.

Jesus.

Get a room or something.

- f*cking, yeah.

- Milo?

Yeah?

Excuse me, I'm--

I'm sorry for interrupting.

I'm a-- I'm a huge fan.

I never, ever usually do this,

but can I, yeah...

Can I ask for your autograph,

please?

Us...

Please?

Have you got something?

Yeah.

Um, maybe, maybe, here.

I-- I'm not, I'm not gonna...

You see?

You want me to f*cking do this?

No.

No.

Oh my God, I'm so--

I'm so sorry.

I really didn't want.

Okay.

I'm Francesca.

In your f*cking face.

Oh, I hate this term.

You know, art is art.

Life is performance.

Hmm.

At least you have the courage

to live it out on stage, right?

Firemen are courageous.

Francesca likes wigs.

Francesca also likes firemen.

-Does she?

-Oh yeah, she does.

No, it's true, it's brave what

she does, performing, it is.

You know, I find my freedom

in the realms of eccentricity.

And I'm also a sculptor.

Yeah.

Yeah.

I couldn't f*cking do it.

Well, baby, your business

won't tolerate a poet.

That's not what I meant.

The feeling comes through.

-Always.

-Hmm. Mm-hmm.

Well, not like before.

Before what?

Before they got

their hooks in him.

I'm sitting right here.

You know you can do better.

See, this is why I love her.

Because she f*cking

brings me down to earth.

You can't buy a painting

like that

and expect people

to not talk about it.

Baby, I have f*cking

talked it to death now.

Well, you're gonna talk more.

I will, I will say something.

I think that,

I think a conversation piece,

it--

you know, it warrants

a conversation, you know?

Hmm.

So, say something about it.

Who said that?

What?

Who said that?

Me.

She did.

Wow, that's--

it's a good one.

Thank you.

I would really love to like,

get a nice um, like,

photo portrait of you guys

in front of the painting.

Oh, f*ck.

-You should--

-If I could at any point.

They should.

You guys should come to

Francesca's country house

this weekend.

Oh, no.

Yeah, that would be,

that would be great.

-Yeah, they should.

-I can't.

I thought it's your son's

birthday this weekend.

Oh, but he's seeing his mom.

I'm seeing him, just me,

next weekend.

You should come, come.

-That would be so fun.

-I think it would be great.

-I think, yeah.

-Done!

Okay.

I'm gonna call you tomorrow.

Where are you staying?

Hotel De Russie.

-Oh.

-De Russie.

We just walked past it.

Did we?

f*cking Dazed

must be doing well, man.

Indeed.

-Yeah?

-Yeah.

Okay, I'm calling you tomorrow.

Buzz us.

-Ciao.

-Okay, ciao.

Ciao, ciao.

How long do I have

to stay in character?

Just go with the flow.

I need you to study

your backstory for Lucy.

Yeah?

Are you saying

I don't get a break?

No.

They're gonna ask us

questions when we get there.

Lucy's favorite color is pink.

It's all in the details, babe.

You really went to some effort.

What is your real name?

If I tell you,

I have to k*ll you.

Henry.

And why are you

doing this again?

Because I need the money.

That's all you need to know.

And so do you.

This is gonna change your life.

This guy is barely

gonna feel it.

I know. I'm just like,

I've stolen sh*t before,

but I've never stolen something

this expensive.

Like, it's kind of terrifying.

Anna, what do you have besides

the clothes on your back?

Exactly.

You told me that you don't

want to ever feel

what it's like to be poor again.

So, this is gonna give you

the freedom to study your craft.

Go on auditions.

Be the actress that

you were born to be.

Hmm.

Lucy's a role of a lifetime.

One of many to come for you.

Once we have the money, you

can be whoever you want to be.

Unless we get caught.

Wooo!

Here we stop, ladies.

Just uh-- Hey.

Oh.

Yeah, man, I wrote

the whole album here.

- No way.

- Yeah.

It's amazing.

I'm-- I'm sorry.

You said this was

a country home.

This is like a...

It's gaudy.

I mean, it's nothing

I've ever really seen before.

Come on, it's whatever.

Holy sh*t.

Wow.

This is beautiful.

Is it safe?

What kind of uh, security

system do you guys got

in this place?

- We're good. We're good.

- Haha. You sure?

We're good here,

we're good here, yeah.

Okay.

Unless you're gonna f*cking

cut me up into little pieces.

- Wow.

- Oh my God.

Hey, hey, hey,

what are you doing?

Don't touch that.

-Hm.

-Put this down.

Piece of sh*t.

You're touching it.

Oh, you like it?

I made it.

- Really?

- Yeah.

- You made that?

- Yeah.

It's beautiful.

It's amazing.

Well, maybe you should sh**t me

with some of my work, too.

No, no, no.

So, uh, what is the um,

like the history

of this place?

Well, my father's Bulgarian.

My mother's Italian.

He gave her this palazzo as

a consolation for leaving her.

And here are your audio guides

for this illustrious

private tour.

Press one for English,

two for French.

Stop it, Milo!

The palazzo is built

in the 16th century.

The ceiling is very high because

the people were very tall,

22 feet.

And this room, it is so big

for a very important cause.

Oh my God.

Roller skating!

Roller skating?

-Roller skating!

-Roller skating!

Let's go, please, let's go.

So, uh, you were saying, you

picked it up where again?

- At an antique market in?

- Antwerp.

Antwerp. Yeah.

Yeah, yeah.

I thought it was worth sh*t.

That was-- that was my present.

I thought it was worth sh*t.

I loved it.

And so, that's why

you gave it to me.

I loved it.

But it turns out--

I'm hurt.

It turns out there's a f*cking--

Oh my gosh,

I'm heartbroken right now.

It's an early 20th century

master hiding in plain sight.

Well, you have great taste.

- Yeah.

- Oh.

The um, the unicorn is being

domesticated

by this unknown presence.

Like it's trying to

contain its magic.

That's why it's sad

and trapped.

It's like the f*cking chair

is choking it.

- Oh, no.

- Interesting.

Yeah, you know, only--

only a true,

only a true pure soul

can see a unicorn.

Like me.

You know, in some ways it's kind

of like there's this desire

to be free,

but then on the other hand,

it's as if it's choosing

to sit on the chair.

Maybe.

Do you?

As if by choice or something.

Mmm.

Cheers. It's a great piece.

-Dude, how are we gonna do this?

-What are you talking about?

In the middle of the night,

when they're drunk,

it'll be fine.

-We'll run off.

-I don't know.

I really think that

they're gonna find out.

I really think

they're gonna know.

-No. What are you talking about?

-They're acting weird.

-No, they're not.

-I've already slipped up.

I really...

Everything is--

everything is cool, okay?

Just relax.

Stick to the plan.

They don't know us.

They don't know us.

They know Dylan and Lucy.

Remember?

Come on.

Come on, let's go.

Chop, chop, chop, chop.

Yeah.

It's me.

Did you send

the gift to my son?

Okay, I'm with friends

for the weekend,

so just make sure it gets

there, okay?

Simple and...

Okay.

Bye, bye, bye, bye.

Yes!

Why don't you choke

yourself with the balloon?

Why don't you just like--

Why don't you choke yourself

with a f*cking balloon?

Yeah, this is gonna be

great for the story, man.

You haven't eaten in days.

Aaah!

Oow!

Like you're like at a six,

I want like a ten.

Like a...

Aaaah!

How is it going?

-It's good.

-We're growling.

Come here,

you're doing good, too.

Come here.

Mm. Yes, there she is.

Okay.

It's your favorite.

It's yours.

Wait, where are you?

I don't want to do that.

Milo!

Why?

Stop!

This is over.

f*ck off.

Okay, she's going.

Chase the banshee!

Chase the banshee!

Okay.

Chase the f*cking...

So, you've seen the devil then?

- I've seen him.

- Hmm.

What does he look like?

The devil shows

a different face to everyone.

What face did you see?

Emilio Nicholson.

Let's eat.

He just won't stop talking.

Emilio, the music manager,

right?

Yeah, man.

Lied to anyone who trusted him.

Stole from anyone

who loved him.

Taught me everything I know.

And you work together?

What kind of

journalist are you?

Hm?

What do you mean?

It's his father.

You don't know that?

I am Emilio Nicholson Jr., man.

Hey, you're Milo Nicks.

How long have you guys

been a couple?

Mmm.

Oh, us?

-Feels like forever.

-Mm-hmm.

Really long time.

Mm.

- Oh.

- How about you guys?

How long have you been?

I have no concept of time

or space.

We've always had this

organic, fluid kind of love.

You know, different

parameters, different times.

It can't be an easy

arrangement for either party.

Someone always gets hurt.

What about the others then?

They know the deal.

I mean, someone

always must want more.

I'm number one.

Always.

Yeah, I always thought

when I got older

I'd retire from my sexuality.

You know, settle

into some dignity.

But alas!

Ah!

Excuse me.

sh*t.

f*ck!

I'm good.

I'm good.

Oh, hey, man.

Hey.

- Yeah.

- Oh, sh*t.

- It's a mess.

- sh*t.

Okay, come sit.

Look at that.

Yeah.

You good?

Yeah.

You sure?

Thanks.

Hey.

Can I join you?

Yeah.

Blood on your hands.

It's not mine.

Dylan's?

Hmm.

Yeah, he's a bit of a bleeder.

It's annoying.

He's a writer.

Thin skin.

Hmm.

How'd you guys meet?

Um...

We met in a...

...airport.

In Istanbul.

He was doing a um,

a job story there.

It was love at first sight.

He's a good guy.

I can tell.

Yeah.

He's great.

And what about you?

Francesca always

been number one?

Hmm.

Someone else?

Tell me.

It's weird.

You actually remind me of her.

Me?

Yeah, she was fun.

But she hurt me.

Hmm.

Typical, right?

Give me that.

Breathe in.

Oh, oh, oh, oh.

Oh.

-Hello.

-Ah, sorry.

Yeah, please knock.

Sorry, hey, uh, not looking.

Dude!

Just wanna know,

what happened with Milo?

Uh...

You actually remind me of her.

I did what you said.

He didn't really say much.

Okay. Okay.

Thanks.

I don't think

they're f*cking though.

Maybe, but there must be

something else.

Like he's awkward with her.

You know?

So, what are you saying?

You don't want them here now?

No. That's not what I'm saying.

I'm just saying that

you should think--

I need this profile.

Yeah?

I'm not like you, I actually

have something for press.

So, then you'll get it.

You always get what you want.

No, we could just share the bed.

I'm not sharing a bed with you.

I'm not gonna come near you,

I'm gonna be right here.

Why can't you have the floor?

It's gonna be--

it's gonna be fine.

Fine, you just have to be

on top of the sheets, okay?

What is this?

It's my lion.

I told you not to

steal anything.

Why do you put this in there?

Because I wanted it.

They don't need it.

No, no touching.

Wow.

- Hey.

- Hm?

Check it out.

You know, there are a lot of

things in here

that we could take.

And then we don't

need to do the painting.

I just feel like it's gonna be

really hard to get.

If it's like in the living room

in front of everyone.

That's what we're doing.

It's a unicorn.

It's not just a unicorn.

It was painted

by someone special.

Baby, people need to see

what you're capable of.

-No?

-No.

-Yes.

-No.

-Yes.

-No, Milo, I'm not ready.

I know so many people who want

to see what you're doing, baby.

You are ready.

I'm not like you.

You're just scared, that's it.

Maybe I am.

You're so f*cking talented.

You're not even

listening to me.

You're so f*cking

talented, baby.

I love you.

I want to give you a platform.

Let me give you

that platform, baby.

You need it.

I can give it to you.

-Let me.

-You're kind of stinky, honey.

Baby, what?

Go and take shower.

Okay, you coming with me?

Coming with me?

Go.

Oh.

Mm.

Hm.

I'm not-- I can't do this.

I'm not doing this.

-What are you talking about?

-I'm not doing this.

-Why?

-This is crazy.

-I'm gonna get caught.

-No, you're not.

-Trust me.

-Yes, we are.

Trust you?

I don't even know you.

-How am I supposed to do that?

-We've made it this far.

I--

-What?

-I don't know.

I just, I feel like

they're really nice people

and I feel bad.

Come on.

Are you kidding?

-No.

-They're not nice people.

Okay, I'll give you 10 more.

Then I'll make it 20.

-Really?

-Yeah.

Deal?

Fine. Okay, yes.

Okay.

Let's go.

Get down.

Man, I was spinning

all night, man.

Crazy dreams.

Seeing ghosts.

Ghosts?

Yeah, man.

Just a girl.

Who was the girl?

I think it was...

A little bit you.

Hey, night time visit?

Uh.

Just sleepwalking, I guess.

I don't think so.

Here.

-Bonjourno.

-Bonjourno.

- Okay.

- Grazie.

What happened to her?

Well, brother,

she jumped out a window

is what happened to her.

She was crazy, man.

Unhinged.

I gave her my heart,

but she just wanted more,

so I had to pull up the stakes.

Here, smell that heaven.

Just take it.

Grazie.

I mean, this is off the record.

You know,

she's the one who left.

I've still got to

live in the world.

No more paying for Electra.

sh*t, I'm so sorry.

The f*ck?

It's fine, man.

We'll get another.

If you want move out this grief,

listen to the various

and the kind...

Thank you.

"These are the

forgeries of jealousy.

And never, since the middle

summer's spring,

met we on a hill,

in dale, forest,

or mead, by paved--"

"By paved fountain,

or by rushy brook,

Or in the beached

margent of the sea."

I'm so sorry.

Um.

Yeah, I shouldn't really, um,

be on your table.

But I didn't know that anyone

was gonna be up.

It was beautiful.

Thanks.

Just messing around.

That stage is all yours,

if you want to...

The girls in training are

forming an act to be called

the Flying Vienna.

One step, two steps.

Oh, funny.

Hey, hey.

Hey, hey.

Francesca, telephone,

telephone, telephone.

Milo!

Something for you.

What did you got me?

f*cking.

I told Jessica to send this

to the Florence palazzo.

-f*ck! Calm down.

-Amore.

We'll get--

No, no, baby, it's too late.

It had to be today, yesterday,

whatever f*cking day it is.

I told her to send it

to my house.

You should have

said Kathrine's house.

No! It's my house, baby.

-It's my house.

-This is your house.

She just lives in it.

With everything else

that's mine.

f*ck!

Yeah, it's me.

I don't want to

hear that, Jessica.

You know how

important this was.

What?

What do you mean?

She's suing me for

full f*cking custody.

She's a f*cking show pony, man.

Traumatized f*cking show pony.

It's-- it's damage.

Mm-hmm.

It's chaotic.

How do they f*cking

find me, man?

Every time, it's like it's the

same woman, different faces.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Maybe it's me.

My mom always said you have

to do the things

you don't like to do to grow.

To face yourself.

The real you.

Are you the real you, Dylan?

I don't know.

Am I?

No, no.

- Ciao.

- Ciao.

Hm.

Oh, sh*t.

I'm so sorry.

-Uh, I'm gonna go find Lucy.

-What are you doing here?

Just details for the story.

You're a sneaky one, aren't you?

And you're not?

Me?

What's that supposed to mean?

Your relationship.

It has secrets, no?

That's what makes it fun.

No?

What is it to you?

All the other women

that he sees?

That doesn't bother you at all?

I don't care.

Oh, okay.

Do you?

What about them?

What about them?

-Hm?

-Do you think that they care?

-What are you doing?

-Hands behind your head.

-No, no.

-Hands behind your head.

Okay.

Good.

Don't move.

I said don't move!

Here you go.

What's this?

The skin of your prey.

No, I'm not gonna wear that.

Put it on.

No.

Put it on.

No, he's gonna be mad.

You're hunting, right?

So, wear this pelt now.

Hot.

Why are you wearing

Milo's clothes?

They like to play games.

It's all a bit put on, no?

No.

I mean, I find her interesting.

Rich and bored is more like it.

It's not the worst life.

Listen.

I want you to get close to her,

but not too close, okay?

Why?

It just complicates things

if she likes you.

That makes no sense.

It would help.

Let's just keep it between Milo

and I, okay?

He hasn't told me yet.

Told you?

What?

It's just between us.

Whatever.

I don't even know when

I'm acting

and when I'm not

at this f*cking point, so.

Just play their game, okay?

You don't have to worry

about anything else.

We'll try again tonight.

There's no escape

Hey, man.

Nice tune.

Oh, no, I don't smoke.

So, Istanbul.

What about it?

Where you and Lucy met.

Oh.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

At a-- at a bar.

A bar? She said the airport.

Did she?

Why do you do it?

To connect to my intuition,

which I lost

as I was a teenager.

Hm.

Yeah, I have a hard time

trusting my gut now.

So, what is your

gut telling you now?

Um...

I really feel like you

should show your art.

I work in disguise,

so I don't have to go

through the humiliation

of being on stage

and actually being myself.

Hm.

I f*cking...

I knew you had a sister, man.

I could tell.

Girls like you, don't they?

No.

No.

But they like you, though.

No, man.

They like Milo.

Milo.

They don't know me.

Why don't you show 'em

Emilio sometime?

I bet you'd be surprised.

Maybe.

Anyway, it's all fun and games

till someone jumps out

a window, right?

Hey, hey, hey.

You good?

I think I need to, uh...

I think I need to lie down.

Your, uh...

Your sister,

younger sister, yeah?

Yeah.

Is she a fan?

Of course.

Yeah.

Well, let's call her

tomorrow, man.

She'll like that.

Yeah.

Yeah.

What's wrong?

Hey, what's wrong?

Oh my God, do they know?

In a few minute.

I'm really confused.

Oh God.

- Hey.

- f*ck.

Okay.

She was in love with Milo.

And...

He promised her everything.

Everything.

He made her feel special,

and then he just took it

all away

and he disappeared.

And she completely

f*cked up her life.

She turned to drugs

and just lost herself.

And we weren't there.

My family, we didn't know.

Who?

My little sister, Electra.

He wants to be with both of us.

He wants to be with both of us.

That's bullshit.

That's bullshit.

Electra, you need to leave him.

You need to leave him.

It's hard.

I asked if she knows about me,

and he was like...

What? Yeah, of course she knows.

We have an open relationship.

Open relationship.

I don't believe you.

I'm gonna talk to her.

I'm gonna tell her.

I'm gonna tell her.

I'm gonna tell her.

- Oh my.

- No, stay out of my business.

No, Electra.

Just f*cking stay

out of my business.

Your business?

Your business?

Your business?

Your business?!

Your business?!

Hey.

You were having a nightmare.

You good?

Yeah, yeah.

Don't be sad.

Don't be forlorn.

The friendliest friend

is the unicorn.

She wants you to close your

eyes and to sleep.

To pray to God,

your soul to keep.

Asuncion likes to play shots.

He's got this great jump smash,

cross-court particularly.

He loves to play it when he can.

It's a good weapon.

He's moving Asuncion

around the court really well

at the moment.

That seems to be

causing a few issues.

Had to be very pleased

with this start.

He looks-- can't get

point yet, he's struggling.

The problem that they also have

in the United States is

they only have five players.

So, there will be some

exhaustion, there's no doubt.

I'm not used to this

kind of intense...

play.

Well, the norm for an actor

is not somebody else's norm.

It's not some image

that's given to you

of a glamorous person,

and you want to be them.

Because the moment you want

to be like somebody else,

you will sacrifice one

of the greatest gifts

that a man inherits.

And that is being himself.

Do you feel it?

Good.

How do you feel?

Big.

No more Lucy.

Lucy died today.

You're Gaia.

Gaia, the mother of Uranus.

The ruler of the planets.

Show me how it makes you feel.

No, Lucy.

Look at me.

This arm goes up, up, up, up.

The other one, higher.

Create a straight line there.

From the sky to the deep,

deep, deep ground.

Nope. Up, up, up.

Nope, nope, nope.

Straight.

Concentrate.

Stop thinking.

Stop thinking?

Stop thinking.

Breathe!

Deep.

-Deeper.

-Oh my God, I'm sorry,

I don't want to do this.

-You can do it.

-I don't want to do this.

I don't want to do it.

You want to be

an actress, right?

Be a f*cking actress.

Concentrate.

Think.

Think death.

And sex.

The beginning of it all

was Eros and Thanatos.

Down, down, down,

down, down, down.

Down. No!

And up, up, up.

No, seriously, stop.

Hey.

That's not...

Not very nice.

I made this.

Shh, man, your sister.

I haven't forgotten her.

We'll call her.

-Remind me.

-Yeah, yeah, cool.

Thank you.

How old is she?

Uh, she was young.

Was?

When she uh, got into you.

Yeah. See?

This is what I'm saying, man.

I appreciate her, but

why am I still just a sound

for the f*cking kids, man?

People evolve, music evolves.

I want my Gimme Some Truth

moment.

You want to be a part

of the conversation.

No, man, I want to

be the conversation.

Uh, it takes time, man.

It takes time, is it?

Yeah, takes time.

Oh, sh*t.

What's that?

What are you doing, man?

What are you f*cking--

Get the f*ck off.

Get the f*ck off me.

My f*cking neck.

-f*cking--

-I was just messing around.

Whatever, man.

So, Dylan.

Why don't you tell us about

some of the stories you write?

Yeah.

Well, I usually

do profile pieces.

Uh, the last one I did

was Head of State.

Hmm.

It's just funny,

'cause I spoke

to my office today.

Did they solve the giraffe gift?

Hmm.

But now we've got

a new mystery, baby.

Something you

want to tell me, man?

Huh?

He doesn't work for Dazed.

- Huh?

- No.

No.

No, no, I-- I-- I do.

-I mean, I-- I will.

-Okay, slowly.

In a clear voice.

Tell me the truth.

Maybe I should have

said something before.

But if I did,

then I wouldn't have gotten

my foot in the door and--

I like you, man,

but I know you're lying.

Uh.

I have-- I have an appointment.

Uh, okay.

There's no appointment,

but it's a meeting to, to pitch.

So, nothing.

You have nothing.

You knew?

- Hmm?

- You knew?

No, I actually--

No, I didn't know that.

I'm sorry.

This is just not how

I wanted things to go.

Ah.

Look, look.

I care about this story, man.

That's why I'm here.

Stop.

I don't want to hear

about your personal sh*t.

I know you're trying

to get ahead, man.

I respect that.

I want you to write the piece.

I want you to write it your way.

So, you can stay.

Ask me questions, whatever.

But no more lies, okay?

I can't have it.

Yeah, thanks.

I appreciate that.

You know, it's um,

getting messy in here.

Maybe.

-We have to do it tonight.

-Please, just leave it.

No.

You're not letting

him stay, right?

He's been honest now.

Oh my God.

I still think he can

write something, baby.

I do.

Trust me.

Yeah, I trust you.

-Trust me.

-Mm-hmm.

Trust me, baby.

- He knows it.

- No, he doesn't.

We have to go. He knows.

-Please.

-It doesn't matter, okay?

He doesn't know everything.

He doesn't know that

I'm Electra's brother.

You also don't know

that he's the reason

she k*lled herself, Dylan.

He was with her for two years

and he never told her anything

about Francesca.

Hey!

Okay.

Okay.

All right.

Are we ready for

a special dessert?

Hm?

Babe.

What you see now

is 200 micrograms of LSD.

That's the full dose to send

a normal adult

on an 8-to-12-hour trip.

There are some people who think

that LSD is the greatest gift

to mankind since

2D, 3D ice cream.

But there are many others

who feel that LSD is bad news.

Come on, brother.

Come with us.

Come on.

Come with us.

Tongue out.

And you kiss him now.

-Come on, guys. Kiss.

-Go on.

Kiss.

She's dreaming.

It could be a great experience

and a great adventure, if,

if you're really in the right

frame of mind.

I've got news for you.

It would take more than LSD

for me to understand

what's wrong

with the whole world.

Can you stay with me?

Can you stay with me?

You're not taking me seriously.

No, I need to go.

I need to go.

So real. Oh my God.

It felt so real.

I'm so sorry.

I'm just-- I'm gonna be quiet.

Shh, shh, shh.

It's starting.

It's starting.

Are you okay?

I don't think so.

I've been having

these weird visions.

Me, too.

Yeah, it's like drowning

in the tapestry,

and those--

there's a lot of lions

and their cubs.

I think we should do this now,

'cause they're distracted.

Absolutely not.

I'm not doing that tonight.

They're not gonna know.

No, I said this was a bad idea

from the beginning.

-I'm not doing it.

-Come on, we can do it.

-No, I'm not doing it tonight.

-It's gonna be fine.

-If we just do it now--

-I told you I don't want to.

-Come on. Yes!

-Stop!

You can have your

f*cking money back.

I'm not doing it.

It doesn't work like that.

Really?

So, I think I just want

something else now.

You can't do that.

You can't. Hey!

Well, I can.

Lucy.

Lucy!

Get my painting

from that baboon.

f*ck.

-We'll be right back.

-No.

You broke the rules.

What?

Which one, baby? How?

Who is this Electra

and what happened with her?

-Hmm?

-What?

No. Oh, f*ck.

No, baby, no.

We can't do this now.

You betrayed me.

Princess.

You kept her secret

for two f*cking years.

I mean, who even are you?

-Huh?

-Baby, I don't know, okay?

That wasn't me.

Then who is it?

Because we operate on trust.

We operate on loyalty.

I know this.

I know.

Okay?

-I'm ashamed.

-Oh my God.

You really loved her,

didn't you?

I don't know.

I don't know.

I was struggling.

Oh my God.

Stop with the f*cking excuses.

You're so f*cking selfish.

Just so f*cking selfish.

I can't.

-I don't want to know.

-Baby, I can't.

I don't want to know!

So, who's Electra?

-Huh?

-Uh-huh.

I don't know.

Yes, you know.

No. I--

I just can't believe it.

-Yes, you can.

-Not at the moment, no.

I can't.

-Yes, you can!

-No, you really don't get it.

I can't--

I get it, man. I get it.

There's no me.

There's two of me

and they cancel each other out.

Man, I've--

I've lost with every move

I've made, man, but--

but they're my moves.

What are you saying?

Huh?

I was the devil

in New York, man.

I took her to the edge.

Who?

Electra.

I don't care.

I thought she was the one

who destroyed everything.

No, man.

It was me.

It was me.

It was me.

I'm going to town.

I am sorry.

I am sorry.

I am sorry.

I love you.

I love you.

Okay.

What's your name, man?

Huh?

My agent, my lawyer,

they've checked.

There's no f*cking journalist

anywhere called,

"Dylan Andrews".

What's your name?

Henry.

Henry.

Henry.

What are you doing here, Henry?

Here's the thing, buddy.

I'm gonna take this painting,

and I'm gonna walk out

of here with it.

-Yeah?

-Yeah.

-Okay.

-Okay.

Stop. Just f*cking stop.

What's going on, man?

And this isn't you, is it?

I think you're a good person.

I think that you're

reprehensible.

Yeah? Oh, f*ck.

Me too, man.

Me too. I accept that.

You want to tell me

who the f*ck you are?

Just shut the f*ck up, okay?

You know nothing.

Electra was my sister.

What the f*ck?

You ruined her.

Listen, man.

Listen, Electra

made her choices.

She k*lled herself.

Did she?

'Cause I'm pretty sure that you

were there the night

that she died.

No f*cking way.

-No!

-Yeah.

No! Don't you f*cking dare.

I left. She jumped.

You admitted it.

You admitted it.

You admitted it last night.

Why would you say

that if you weren't there?

Why would you say that if

you had nothing to do with it?

-Huh?

-You're crazy, man.

You're crazy like

she was crazy.

-I'm crazy?

-She was f*cking--

Crazy like she was crazy.

Yeah?

You want a f*cking confession?

How's that-- how's that feel?

How's that now?

Yeah?

Oh, f*ck.

Oh, f*ck.

Oh, f*ck.

Are you f*ck...

f*ck.

Hey.

Oh, no, no.

No, no.

Oh my God.

Oh, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck.

You're okay.

You're okay.

-What did you do?

-Wait, wait, wait.

-Help! Help me!

-What did you do?

Come on. Oh, sh*t, sh*t.

Oh, no.

Oh, God.

Oh, sh*t.

We're gonna go to jail.

We're gonna go to jail.

Oh my God.

We have to do something.

Right now. Come on.

We have to hide him.

Wait.

La, la, la, la

Hey, where's Milo?

He went out.

I got him these flowers.

Did he say where?

No. He-- he didn't.

Um, okay.

I'm going to take a bath.

Milo.

What did you do?

I'm sorry.

-I'm sorry.

-Please go.

-I'm sorry.

-Please go.