Stealing Beauty Page #6

I was completely drunk.

It was in a car.

It was snowing.

I was 11...

tripping with my baby-sitter.

Lucy?

What about falling in love?

None of you even mentioned

falling in love.

There's not love.

There's only proof of love.

And what about you, Osvaldo?

I don't know which

is more ridiculous--

This conversation or

the silly political one...

going on over there.

What about you?

Oh, no, not me.

Not you, what?

Love.

That's not a word that I use.

That's the saddest thing

I've ever heard.

I think I miss a lot

of trouble that way.

I think I've missed a lot of you.

Oh, my God.

I'm sorry.

That's okay. That's okay.

You've been too far away.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Hey, Lu.

I was just wondering

if maybe, uh...

I could, um, bum a smoke.

I thought you hated smoking.

Ah, yes, well,

don't tell Miranda.

Jesus.

Have to quit someday, I guess.

I have never been down here.

Huh.

Oh, so this is, like...

the view.

I get it.

Ha ha ha.

I have a loft in New York.

Although, I must say,

the bathroom wasn't

completely exposed...

to the entire room.

Ah, what have we here?

You do write, huh?

Sorry.

What do you write about?

Your fantasies?

I mean, you do have

fantasies, right?

Everybody does.

You know,

there's this exercise...

that actors do...

to explore their fantasies...

and to shed their inhibitions.

Have you ever tried that?

Giving up control?

Like what?

Like, get on your knees.

Ha ha ha!

Right. On my knees.

I'll show you.

Okay.

You go first.

Okay.

Now...

on all fours.

You're kidding--

No talking.

Now...

go to the mirror.

Slowly.

Open your mouth.

Tongue out.

And lick.

Good.

And lick.

Good kitty.

Rrr.

Rrr.

Lick.

Now, touch your tongue

to my tongue...

for the ultimate connection.

Um, Lucy, I was just wondering--

Oh, Richard.

Hi, sweetie.

Wh-What's going on?

Uh, well, we were just, uh...

you know.

Wait. Wait.

Miranda!

Quite frankly,

I don't know why

you even bothered coming.

Either you're jogging

your ass off somewhere,

or you've got

your ear glued...

to that bloody phone.

Plus, you reek of aftershave.

What were you two doing in there?

Nothing.

Nothing?

For Christ's sake!

You're in there sniffing

around her like a dog!

I was explaining...

the Lee Strasberg

acting technique.

No. I'm sorry.

What?

I'm so tired

Niccolo'?

Of playin'

Playin' with

his bow and arrow

Gonna keep

my hideaway

Leave it to the other girls

To play

For I've been

a temptress too long

Yes

Give me a reason

To love you

No, um--

Grazie.

I just-a wanna be

A woman

From this time

Unchained

We're all looking at

a different picture

Through this new frame of mind

A thousand flowers could bloom

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