The Olivia Experiment Page #2

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for you, actually.

Yeah.

It's fun.

No, I...

you guys are in love.

I couldn't possibly get

in the way of that.

You wouldn't.

We have a huge amount

of trust in our relationship.

Well... I, um...

Look, Olivia, it's like,

if I didn't know about it

then it would definitely

be wrong.

But I know about it,

so it's fine.

JULIAN:
Yeah.

It makes sense to me.

Mm-hmm.

He's really great too.

Uh, great.

I'm sure, um...

I mean it would be cheaper

than psychotherapy. Heh.

Maybe this weekend?

I'll go

to my parents...

I, uh...

you go over there

and shabam!

Uh...

Do it!

Yeah, ok.

Ok. Ok!

Um, right.

Uh, just text me about it, ok?

I will sext you

about it.

Yeah. Um...

All right, well,

wanna go with me?

Guess I'm having sex.

[CHUCKLING]

MAN:
Sleep with Julian?

Felisha's Julian?

That's great!

Why did I ever agree

to this?

It's perfectly logical.

Julian's hot.

I just don't think

I can go through with it.

That's ok, too.

My advisor did encourage

some self-exploration

on behalf of my work.

Your work?

Asexuality is not generally

considered in the discourse.

I... I could be a pioneer...

Whoa. Do it, but don't

pawn it off as work.

An exploration,

an experiment!

[GASPS]

I'll film it!

What, like a porno?

No... a legitimate look

into my own sexuality

and gendering.

Sounds... wrong...

in so many ways.

Are we rolling?

We good?

Ok. [EXHALES]

[CLEARS THROAT]

Hmm.

The subject of the experiment

is me, Olivia Howell.

I'm 27.

Not only am I a virgin,

I have never even made out

with anyone...

other than on stage

in an all-women's production

of Bye Bye Birdie,

but I digress.

Uh, the filming began

because I am a scholar

who believes

in the close reading of texts

as a means

of approaching understanding.

Yet I have repeatedly failed

at my own self-analysis

and hope that this effort

will enable me

to interpret my own situation.

Dating and courtship rituals

have fascinated me

in my studies,

yet confounded me in my life.

I have yet to experience

a scintilla of love,

let alone mutual lust.

But I am embracing

this potentially

degrading experiment

in hopes that it will

shed a light

on my somewhat peculiar nature.

And having sex should make me

a somewhat more typical

human being.

That's it.

[POP MUSIC PLAYS]

[TEA KETTLE WHISTLING]

Is that fence picking on you?

Hey, Ray. Um...

Um, good morning.

I just...

I get stuck on things

a lot, too, so, um...

This is...

your roommate's expecting it.

Uh, well, like most of

Berkeley, he's still asleep so...

I can wait.

Um, no, don't, I...

It's just, I don't...

I can't go into

what's on this,

but it's password protected,

uh, actually,

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