Gia Page #4

Hey, where you going?

What happened?

What's the matter?

You don't have any clothes on.

Don't change the subject.

I have a boyfriend.

So?

So, I have to go.

I have to go, I have to go.

Everybody has to go.

Where the f*** does everybody go

when they have to go?

You- You and I had a-

I mean, it was-

I had a-

I'm really very square.

So am I.

Yeah, I can see that.

Please, don't go.

Please, don't go.

Please, I'll make you breakfast.

Come on.

- Going down?

- No.

- Yes.

- No!

No, no.

What are you doing? No.

- I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry.

- Linda!

I'll call you.

It was like a puppy.

Love me, love me, love me.

I did.

I did right away.

Extraordinary,

as in phenomenal...

as in a gold mine.

Tough, vulnerable, old, young...

decadent, innocent...

male, female.

You look like you don't give a sh*t.

I met somebody,

someone I really like.

Good. Good for you.

Take a deep breath, darling.

You are in for the ride

of your life.

Paolo.

Lower the f***ing drawbridge.

Give me some of those drink tickets.

Always a pleasure to see you too,

Stephie, and this must be Gia.

How do you know my name?

I'm god, I know everything.

See, even god knows your name.

With a face like that,

she doesn't need a name.

Actually, Tony,

my face is a little higher.

Anytime, Gia, anytime.

Stop being stingy, Tony.

That's something to be on-

downers and champagne.

Very rich.

Ooh, did him in a car once.

I can't remember exactly

how fast we were going.

That's Stan Girardi. Used to do it

with Cheryl, but he's doable.

Ooh, Joe Jamison.

Beautiful, but gay.

Not that that'd ever stop me.

A little tongue up his ass...

and he's all yours.

You're full of sh*t, aren't you?

Sometimes I don't believe it,

but it's all true.

Okay, break it up.

- On your left.

- Who was that?

I have no idea.

I do be the prettiest, prettiest girl.

I do be that.

No, she's new, brand-new.

You have to see her. You'll like her.

- She's on the cover.

- Gia, yeah.

No last name.

Just Gia.

Boring.

Played out.

Fat.

Boring.

Too dumb.

For winter, we need meat.

We need someone

with blood in her veins.

Not just suntan oil

and mineral water.

Oh, God, I am so sick of her face.

- Who's this?

- One of Wilhelmina's new girls, Gia.

This is meat.

This is sirloin.

It's lusty.

Winter is carnivorous-

rich browns, reds, big animal prints.

This is it. Yes!

I just bought it.

What do you think?

- Wow.

- "Wow"?

Wanna go for a ride?

- I don't know.

- Oh, oh, yeah, you do. Come on.

Yes!

- Where we going? What?

- Philadelphia.

- Hold on!

- I am!

Yeah?

Hi, Kathleen.

My God.

Oh, my God!

Come on in.

- Come on.

- This is my girlfriend, Linda.

Linda? Yeah, hi.

Rate this script:5.0 / 1 vote