Gerald's Game

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["Bring It On Home to Me" playing]

If you ever change your mind

About leaving, leaving me behind

Baby, bring it to me

Bring your sweet loving

Bring it on home to me

- Yeah, yeah

- Yeah, yeah

- Yeah

- Yeah

I know I laughed when you left

But now I know I only hurt myself

Baby, bring it to me

Bring your sweet loving

Bring it on home to me

- Yeah, yeah

- Yeah, yeah

- Yeah,

- Yeah

I'll give you jewelry and money, too

That ain't all

That ain't all I'll do for you

And if you bring it to me

Bring your sweet loving

Bring it on home to me

- Yeah, yeah

- Yeah, yeah

- Yeah

- Yeah

- [turns radio off]

- You want something else?

No, nothing wrong with Sam.

Just... wanted to take in the scenery.

This is gonna be good for us, Jess,

really good.

[woman on radio] Police are investigating

a break-in

and burglary at a county cemetery...

Gerald.

- Yeah?

- Gerald!

Oh, sh*t!

and reportedly disturbing several...

He's starving.

...partially exhuming at least one casket.

[horn honking]

They should do something

about those strays.

Several city council...

I think he had a collar.

He might belong to someone.

He won't for long. If he keeps going for

roadkill, he's gonna be roadkill himself.

- We're not going back for him.

- I know.

- We're not. [laughs]

- I know.

[cell phone ringing]

Not again. [groans]

- Just be two minutes, babe. Okay?

- It's okay.

Yeah?

Yeah. No, I understand.

But the only way we can move forward

is if they accept a non-compete clause.

- You stocked us.

- Yeah. Enough for the whole weekend.

[Jessie] Here, boy!

You hungry? [whistles]

You out there?

[gulps]

[whines]

[chuckles]

There you are.

Look what I have for you.

[panting]

It's okay.

Here you go, my poor prince.

[whines]

- What are you doing?

- Oh. I was just...

Uh... I was just trying to feed that dog.

That's Kobe rib eye.

It's actually from Kobe.

It's... $200 a portion.

Sorry, there were four in the fridge.

I figured...

You've got such a good heart.

That's who I married.

For better or worse.

No, just leave it.

It'll be the best meat he's ever had.

Let's go in, get comfy.

Okay.

[Jessie] I would have only eaten

half a piece.

[Gerald laughs]

[Jessie] He looks so hungry.

- [chuckles] Sorry, I didn't know.

- [Gerald] No problem.

Do you wanna open

some champagne now or should we...

Um, we could...

[sighs]

Okay.

- Are you ready?

- I'm ready.

[cuffs jangle]

- Wow, babe.

- You look amazing.

Thanks.

Sorry, babe. Gloss. [chuckles]

[ratcheting]

Gotta say, I was... I was expecting...

more novelty things,

like with velvet or silk or something.

Oh, no. No, these are the real deal.

The others can just break

if you get going too hard.

- Okay?

- Yeah.

[cuffs click]

This is good. You'll like this.

[cuffs click]

[cuffs click]

[cuffs click]

Is it okay?

Sure.

Try to move.

Okay. [laughs]

I love this slip.

Oh, good, I bought it special.

You'll like it better

around your shoulders.

[grunts, gasps]

[both exhale]

[sighs]

[water running]

Ahh.

Well...

Look what I found.

- What?

- I bet you want me to leave.

I bet you think your husband

will be back any minute.

But something tells me he won't.

You can try to scream... if you want to.

There's no one for miles.

- Um... Gerald.

- Gerald?

I'm sorry, baby,

you don't get to know my name.

Try to call for help.

- Really?

- Come on, just try.

- Help. Somebody help me.

- Come on.

Come on, you said you'd try

to make it feel real.

Yeah, just... calling for help,

it's kinda...

- What are we trying to do here?

- Just try it.

I'm sorry. I'm feeling a little weird.

And I thought the point was

to feel sexy, so...

- Well, you'll settle into it.

- Okay.

Help! Somebody help!

[yells] Ow!

- Sorry, I'm just...

- That really hurt.

- You like it, though. Don't you?

- [muffled] Gerald. Gerald.

I don't like this.

- I'm serious. Stop.

- Yeah, like that. Make it feel real.

Stop it.

- Make me.

- Stop!

You can fight all you want,

but Daddy's gonna get what Daddy wants.

F***ing stop it!

Uncuff me now! [panting]

Are you... are you playing?

Wipe that absurd grin off your face.

Uncuff me

and stop calling yourself f***ing "Daddy"!

Jesus.

Isn't this why we came up here?

To spice things up

and try and push some boundaries?

- I said I'd try a few things.

- Yeah.

- You said you'd try.

- And I tried, and it's not working.

Is this... Is this really

what it takes these days?

Well, f***, Jess, I...

Sorry...

if I wanna try

and make things more exciting.

You haven't touched me... in months.

No interest whatsoever,

until I say I'll let you play

some sex game,

and it's turning into a rape fantasy

that I never knew you had.

Please, just unlock these.

This isn't gonna save us, Ger.

It never was.

I just... I feel ridiculous.

Nice.

- Now I'm ridiculous.

- No.

Babe, I feel ridiculous.

That's all I'm saying.

Jesus, I can't do

a f***ing thing right, can I?

- That's not true.

- You can't blame me...

if I don't get excited anymore,

and you won't even try.

Okay. Just uncuff me and we can talk.

What if I won't?

What do you mean?

What if I won't?

Wait. You have to.

What if I'm sweet?

Go to the bathroom,

get the keys off the sink.

I'll just be sweet.

- Gerald...

- Shh.

- I need you to stop this.

- You'll like it.

[yells] F***!

What the f*** is the matter with you?

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