Killing Zoe Page #3
- R
- Year:
- 1993
- 96 min
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Zoey and Zed quicken their pace with an urgency one can't
resist during a moment of passion.
She cries out and lowers herself to his grasp. An IMAGE
overcomes her mind.
They quicken to an almost violent speed and then expire, both
satisfied.
She begins to kiss him multiple times over the face.
ZOEY:
C'etait formidable.
She rolls over, still hugging him, purring like a kitten.
They rest there for a while...holding each other.
ZOEY:
I'm cold.
She takes the covers and crawls under them, so does Zed.
ZOEY:
Zed?
ZED:
Yes?
ZOEY:
Moises told me you were in town for
business.
ZED:
Yes.
ZOEY:
What kind of business?
ZED:
Why?
ZOEY:
I don't know. I'm just curious.
ZED:
Do you ask all your clients questions?
ZOEY:
No. Just the ones I like.
ZED:
So you like me?
ZOEY:
Yes.
ZED:
Why?
ZOEY:
Because you're...a good person. I run
into some real creeps. You know.
ZED:
How do you know I'm a good person?
ZOEY:
Body language. We fit together.
ZED:
All men and women fit together. Hell,
even some men fit together.
ZOEY:
No, but you know, we clicked. You made
me orgasm. Do you know how often I
orgasm with a man Moises sets me up with?
ZED:
No I don't.
ZOEY:
Usually never. They're almost always fat
like pigs.
Zed laughs at this.
ZOEY:
And you make me feel safe. That's
something more important than the orgasm.
An integral part maybe of the orgasm.
ZED:
I never really thought of it like that.
ZOEY:
Well, it's true.
Zed nods at this.
ZOEY:
Turn off the television.
Zed reaches over and turns it off from the console.
ZOEY:
So I mean it when I tell you Zed, I like
you very much.
ZED:
Well, I like you too Zoe.
ZOEY:
Honest?
He nods.
ZOEY:
Why? For the same reason? Any man can
orgasm. Even with his own hand.
Zed stares ahead as he thinks of an answer.
ZED:
Well, I like your honesty. You're open.
Unlike most prostitutes I've been with.
She doesn't like the sound of this. She slaps him.
ZOEY:
I am not a prostitute!
Zed is a little surprised at this.
ZED:
Really? Can I have my francs back then?
ZOEY:
I'm a student. And to pay for the
classes I became an escort. It's my
choice to sleep with you.
ZED:
I see.
ZOEY:
What? You don't understand.
ZED:
No, I do.
ZOEY:
Hey, it's not easy.
ZED:
I didn't say it was.
ZOEY:
I'm here because I want to.
ZED:
Okay, okay relax. What school do you go
to?
ZOEY:
The Centre du Art, Paris.
ZED:
That's really interesting. What kind of
art do you study?
ZOEY:
Not any of the old sh*t.
ZED:
Oh.
ZOEY:
I have a day job too. Three times a
week.
She rolls onto her back and stares into an imaginary world as
she talks to Zed.
ZOEY:
But someday there will be only my art.
ZED:
What kind of things do you paint?
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