Previously on Nip / Tuck...
That's her.
Wow, she's like a little lion cub.
We're dealing with a severe arterial hemorrhage, Doctor.
He's going into shock.
That is the way you play a leading man.
He has the courage of his convictions, yet he is classy.
He is always classy.
We've been to an internist, a neurologist, a gastroenterologist.
Nobody thinks you're sick!
You're hiding behind these symptoms, because you're scared of us.
You finally get what you want, and you can't handle it.
You guys are screwing each other.
We love each other, Sean.
Sean called. He offered me the job of receptionist.
I thought Gina was a stroke of genius.
Not only is she not screwable, but you've got built-in childcare.
You and my ex-wife can have more alone time.
Tell me what you don't like about yourself.
I don't like that he's so old.
Believe me, neither do I.
And he looks like a woman.
- Your mother's quite hard on you. - Ha!
Magda and I have been married for 21 years this May.
Congratulations.
For what?
I wanted a real man. Omar Sharif, Burt Reynolds.
Hell, even a roll of Brawny paper towels would have been fine.
But all I got was this hairless freak.
Back in the '80s, hair removal was all the rage.
I partook, you know, to say the least.
Magda made me suffer through months of excruciating electrolysis.
I followed the trends.
Well, now Magda demands it back.
She read in Newsweek that being hirsute is in vogue again.
Chest hair, long sideburns... I think they call it "retro-sexual. "
Yeah, hair transplants to the face and the chest are becoming quite popular.
I want a moustache on him.
And I want some fur on his ass.
His is pink, like a girl's.
Well, you seem to have a healthy amount of follicles on your head.
I don't think we'll have any problem harvesting 2,500 to 3,000 grafts.
I agreed to it only if I could get a face freshening while I'm in here.
God knows I don't want all my good years to be behind me.
Sure, we could do a tightening along the jaw line
and get rid of the crow's feet around your eyes.
What... What do you think, Magda? That sound good to you?
Oh, Jesus. She didn't just...
She was up till 1:30, eating nachos and watching Last Call with Carson Daly.
I've sold my soul to the devil, gentlemen. And this devil just won't die.
When we met, I was in my early 20s.
Struggling actor, Magda's health was deteriorating fast.
I decided to marry her.
Figured I'd put in a couple years, at most, get a pretty nice payday.
Her first husband made millions in tobacco.
No money in the world is worth giving up your life for.
If I leave Beelzebubbie now, her first phone call will be to the lawyers.
I'll wind up with practically bupkis, and then she'll keel over the next day.
It's your life.
I haven't even told you the worst part. Magda screws like Bugs Bunny.
She demands it six, eight times a day.
How do you do it?
I close my eyes!
I think of the villa I'll buy in Portofino when she finally kicks.
How long was I out?
Damn, you're still here?
I dreamt I was screwing a flugelhorn player.
Yes, we heard the flugelhorn.
I'm hungry. Go make me some soup.
Okay, people. Let's get it done.
Fifteen-blade.
Oh, my God. What happened?
- Who's that? Who's that? - It's Ashley.
So where have you been?
This woman was crushed by an elephant at the circus, isn't that right, Peter?
I am performing a mandibular reconstruction with the 13th rib.
Just three centimeters to the left...
No, Doctor. Not the patient. You. Your eyes.
Oh, it's nothing. Nothing. Just a little bit of river blindness.
I caught it fixing cleft palates in the Amazonian river this weekend.
Oh, the Yanomami children.
To see their faces, it was all worth it. Peter, if you could have been there...
Doctor, should you be operating?
Yes, I should be operating. Peter's my eyes!
Bone saw.
Here we go.
Oh. Oh, we got a bleeder!
Cut! Cut!
Aidan Stone, you are a boy genius.
- Oh, my God! - Marcus. Freddy, Freddy, Freddy.
- That's enough. Thank you. Thank you. Jesus.
It was a nice scene.
Yeah, thanks. You too.
Dating a black guy now.
That's great.
Good for you.
Who's Jos� Feliciano over there?
Oh, that's Marcus, Aidan's blindness consultant.
I don't know how you guys do it. And it's all the time, right?
- It's like 24/7. - Well, pretty much, yeah.
Did it seem... Did it seem authentic, though?
I mean I was doing some really cool shit with my eyes.
- Were you? - Yeah, like, back and forth, and then...
Well, it sounded life-like.
- It did? - Yeah.
No, but what did it look like? Did it look...
I actually couldn't see.
Mr. McNamara? Excuse me.
I'm Colleen Rose of the Colleen Rose Agency.
I was on the lot visiting another client
and I thought I'd swing by and watch your work.
What I just saw you do was sensational. Just sensational, really.
Such pathos. Strasberg, right? Doesn't matter.
You are a scene-stealer.
And I heard through the grapevine you're looking for representation.
I'm flattered, but I'm a medical consultant, not an actor.
I don't think I'm very good.
I totally disagree. You have a very naturalistic process.
And I know I can get you work.
Movies, commercials, it'd be a crime to hide that massive talent of yours.
Seany! I've just gotten off the phone with Aidy's agent,
who's very, very upset about yesterday's dailies.
Apparently there's a massive zit on his client's nose.
I need you tomorrow morning, 6:00 a. m. Reshoot.
Oh, wait. Freddy, I have two surgeries scheduled for that time.
- Excuse me. - No, excuse me.
I'm Freddy Prune, executive producer and creator
of Hearts 'N Scalpels. How can I help you?
And I'm Sean's agent. Colleen Rose, of the Colleen Rose Agency.
Seany, I didn't know you had an agent...
Sean is not going to be rescheduling any surgeries because of some zit. All right?
Sean is a medical consultant and a producer.
He's not one of your cattle. He saves lives at his day job.
So listen, do what you have to. If you have to shoot around him, fine.
Get close-ups, fix it in post.
I don't care, really, what you do, but my client will not be here tomorrow.
You get me a strawberry Fribble right now, before I kick you square in the nuts.
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
In this next bit, I think I'm gonna cry.
You know? I just...
I really wanna show that blind people can cry like normal people.
Now that's pretty brilliant, right?
You know, Aidan. Blind people really do cry like everyone else.
I know. But I'm... But I'm saying that when I cry, I could see again.
Yeah. Oh! But I can only see again when I'm crying. I have to get, like...
I just gotta get really emotional.
I don't know that river blindness was ever cured that way.
But well, from what I've learned...
I mean, blind people do get their sight back. You know, they take...
Eden, right?
- Yes, we met at your hill party. - Yeah.
Oh, that was a pretty crazy night.
Yeah, are you looking for Sean?
I think he's hanging out with the extras somewhere.
No, actually, I took the studio tour and snuck away.
Thought it'd be more fun to find things myself.
Or maybe you could show me around.
Where would you wanna start?
Oh, well. I've always wondered if the big stars have beds in their trailers.
I am big, darling. I'm very big.
I have your results.
The tests don't rule out everything, but your TSH is in the range.
We just can't find out what's wrong with you, Julia.
Well... What don't they rule out?
Certain rare cancers, but I really don't think...
You don't have cancer.
Sometimes I think that you believe I'm faking this whole thing.
But I know that there is something very wrong with me.
And if Dr. Hughes can't find out what it is, then I will go to see someone who can.
There is something else we could test for.
Your symptoms could be caused by an autoimmune disease.
When was the last time you were tested for HIV?
Slow down. There are other autoimmune diseases besides HIV.
Six months ago.
And how many partners have you had since then. Maybe 50?
I'm not HIV positive.
I was fine until we started sleeping together.
Test me for HIV.
And I would like you to get a test today too.
Here's your afternoon pick-me-up.
Double espresso with non-fat soy, just the way you like it.
I left out the sambuca since you do have surgery in 10 minutes.
Thank you. Oh. Oh, thanks.
- Did you pick up my dry-cleaning? - Mmm-hmm.
I got it on my lunch break. I hung it up in your car.
Thanks.
What is this crap?
You get my coffee, you get my messages, you haven't called me "asshole" in days.
It's like Gina slut-bitch died, and Miss Moneypenny's here in her place.
- What do you want? - Nothing.
- Mmm-hmm. - No, Christian, really.
I admit it, I'm not the same girl that you knew back in Miami.
I guess I just... I finally realized how lucky I am.
My viral load is so low, it actually rivals Magic Johnson's.
I actually like my job. I get to see Wilbur.
And I have you to thank for it.
And I know you're kind of having a tough time with Julia,
and I don't wanna add to your problems.
So... Huh. What'd you hear?
That she rides you pretty hard. That's all.
Well, you know she's sick, and she...
She's in bed all day. She's got nobody to talk to, so...
Yeah. No, I get it.
No, you don't get it. Jesus Christ.
It's like we're married already, I mean, I need a break.
No, what you need is a release from all the stress
that this hag is putting on you.
I know exactly how to give it to you.
Oh, no. I am not going anywhere near that saber-toothed snatch of yours.
Oh, God no. I am done with that K-hole of irresponsibility.
I have a better idea.
I was thinking about letting Gina go.
You were right. She's a distraction for both of us.
And today she asked for a raise.
Well, I think we should give her a raise.
Well, I hate to admit it, but I think she is the best receptionist we've ever had.
Okay? You know what happened the other day?
I didn't know what to eat for lunch, so she ordered the entire menu.
When they delivered it, she screamed at them for screwing things up,
so we got everything for free.
Sean, your agent's on the phone.
Agent? I thought you weren't moving out?
She's not a real estate agent. She's a talent agent.
Talent agent?
I thought you needed talent for a talent agent.
No panties. I like it. I like it!
Do we have enough time?
They'll wait. I run this show.
As a matter of fact, I run the whole goddamn network.
Oh, I thought Barbara Shapiro ran the network.
That deaf bitch?
The only reason why they let her in the Jewish mafia is to fill a disability quota.
Grab my ass.
What happened?
I'm not a premature ejaculator. There's like... There's like...
There's like three hours cut out of that video.
What... Who edited this?
That's it?
This is bad. Really bad.
Listen, kids. Two million downloads on YouTube in eight hours?
There's gotta be a way we can spin this to our advantage. Don't you think?
Barbara. You know I was just kidding about the whole Jewish mafia thing.
- Sure he was. - I love the Jews.
You're an offensive piece of shit.
What... I'm sorry, what did she just say?
You're an offensive piece of shit.
Am... Am I... Am I fired?
Absolutely not.
- Is he? - Not yet.
You are gonna go straight to rehab.
And we will tell the press that you're a cokehead and a sexaholic.
And then... Hey! Three months, you will do an interview with Larry King.
And maybe, we will bring you back for sweeps. Do you understand?
It's too bad you're not black. We could have kept you around
- until the end of the season. - Is this some sort of joke?
Wait. Okay, first of all, Barbara, I... I am the show.
There is no show without me.
I mean, Freddy is not really that talented.
- How dare you? - How... No. How dare you?
How dare you? What are you gonna do without me?
I just don't understand why I'm here.
Are you gonna write for that fat pig, Kate Tinsley?
Maybe you should have thought of this
before you stuck your little penis in and out of Mrs. YouTube!
And betrayed not only me,
but the tens of thousands of people that have made you a huge television star.
Sean McNamara! Do you know why you're here?
You are here because you are the new star of Hearts 'N Scalpels!
That's why you're here!
- What? - What?
Just for three months, until...
I just need to keep the show going. It's okay. It's... We need to...
You did good, Colleen. Saved our ass.
Wait, what... Man, this was... You... You're behind this, aren't you?
I'm just as surprised as you are, okay?
You set... You... You...
You put that little bitch up to it to set me up,
so you would take my job.
Here, I thought we were friends, Judas!
We're friends? What are you doing with her, anyway?
I'll tell you one thing, buddy! You wanna dance with the devil?
You're the one who couldn't keep his dick in his pants!
Two can play at this game, guy!
This is not over. This is not over, Freddy.
Do we have a deal?
Let's talk about the numbers.
I remember you.
You're the one who had so much promise.
So much hope.
Thank you, Dr. Troy.
This man's ready to have a do-over.
A new face, new life, now's the time to start.
There you go, Jeff. No need to let a wife get in the way of having a good time.
As soon as I get out of here, I'm gonna leave her.
What?
No, no, no, no. You don't need to get divorced to have fun.
You can have your cake and eat it too.
Oh, no, no, no, no. Magda's no idiot. She'll hire a private investigator.
No, if I don't just leave her, and throw the last 21 years away,
I'll never have any room to breathe.
Have you ever been someone's caretaker, Dr. Troy?
It's suffocating. Could drive you to madness.
Wait, where's Nurse Billy?
You shouldn't be walking around by yourself.
He said he'd puke if he saw any blood.
I might just puke when I see your face.
Take a hike, Doc. Time to try out the new hair.
He's, uh, not ready for any, uh, physical activity yet.
He's just gonna lay there. I don't care. I'm gonna sit on his face.
Whoa! The... The... Yeah, the... The follicles... The...
- Yeah. - They're very...
They're very sensitive right now, and so you're gonna have to...
You'll have to wait a couple of days.
Yeah, okay. We'll watch a movie. Where's your tape machine?
I got Weekend at Bernie's.
Not again, Magda.
Yes, again, G.I. Joe. Now, move your hairy ass.
Make room for Mama.
Oh, God, Mama.
Mid-30s Latino softball player
with an external appendage protruding from his sacral region.
A human tail?
Why don't you want it removed, sir?
I'm possessed by Satan.
Your mother sucks cocks in hell!
Well, I don't disagree with you, but Mr. Aureilles, you have got to calm down.
Jesus! That's fantastic.
Claude, could you see if there's any of that split-pea soup left at crafty?
Here!
Listen to me. You are not possessed. This is a treatable, medical condition.
I can't...
Yes, you can.
This is Los Angeles, people! It's called a rolling blackout!
Sorry! Accidentally stepped on the riser pedal.
Okay, now listen. Everything is going to be fine.
I'm gonna remove your devilish appendage,
and you'll be sliding into home plate by next week.
Cut! And, cut!
Bravo, people. Great, courageous work.
And a star is born, Freddy.
You know, Colleen, sometimes I forget that
I gave birth to the supernova that was Aidan Stone.
But I tell you what. I think that Sean McNamara is sexy,
and vulnerable, and so very, very modern.
And by the way, so do the blogs,
so you're gonna be seeing a lot more scenes like this
on Hearts 'N Scalpels, I'll tell you that.
Oh, my God. That's really good. Thank you.
That was impressive work, Sean.
Thanks, Kate. You too.
Though I really don't feel like I know what I'm doing.
No.
Hey, asshole.
No, it's more like, "Hey, asshole. "
You know, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. What... Why are you here again?
It's post-modern sex, Christian.
This way we both get what we want without any consequences.
She's HIV negative, so you get to ride her bareback,
and I get to experience sex without exchanging any fluids.
Plus, it's kind of like watching myself.
- Christian, you have to look at me. - I can't!
Well, we have to have a connection.
I can't, all right? It hurts my neck!
All right? This is not Puppetry of the Penis. You want an acrobat? Blow a chimp.
Fine.
Jesus.
No, this isn't working for me. Just put her where I can see you.
That's all.
- Kiss me. - No.
- Kiss me. - No!
No, there's no danger of transmitting the virus unless I've had dental surgery,
and I haven't.
Leave, Gina. You're ruining everything.
I'm not paying you to use your mouth, you little whore.
Now you shut up, or you won't get a penny.
Please? Kiss me.
No.
Fine. Keep going.
Kiss me. Please.
I will see you at work in the morning.
Conor finally fell asleep.
Are you throwing up again?
Here.
I swear, even tea makes me vomit.
Have you had anything to eat?
How do we tell the kids that I have AIDS?
Julia, you don't have AIDS.
All the symptoms.
Well, along with a hundred other possible things.
It's extremely difficult to spread between women,
and Christian has been very careful ever since Gina.
Yeah, so careful that he's ignoring me.
I feel like I'm going through this alone.
Well, you're not.
I'll stay with you.
I'm sure you have plans. And... No. Christian should be here any minute.
I'll stay till Christian gets here.
What is this, post-coitus cuddling?
Don't be an asshole, she's sick. She can barely hold her head up.
Fell asleep waiting for you.
Where have you been?
There were some complications with a patient recovery.
The transplant didn't take so I had to redo it.
- You could have called. - Well, I didn't. But I'm here now.
And you don't have a ring on your finger anymore, so time for you to go.
Rest and fluids, hmm?
He took the kids for an early dinner.
When you didn't show up, he offered to stay until you did.
You could've called me too, you know?
I guess I had all the help I needed.
You're leaving me?
I have to, Magda.
It's time I found my own identity.
What'll that be, Jeff? Who are you without me?
I found you on Santa Monica Boulevard without a pot to piss in.
Everything you are is because of what I did.
I made you a man.
Yeah, well, maybe I don't like the man I've become.
Could have fooled me.
You seemed to love having gifts showered down on you.
Trips to Europe, cars, a new wardrobe every season.
Don't you want that new Bentley that's parked outside?
It was going to be your welcome home gift.
You know, I know I'm slowing down, and I can't keep up all the time.
So I figured it would be great for you to have a new car to drive around in,
and show off your new face to your friends.
And I was gonna throw in $500 more a week,
walking-around money.
You know, Jeffey, you're what keeps me alive.
But I'm not gonna live forever.
You... You promise?
To us.
Again, I'm sorry I was so late.
Forget about it. Forget about it!
While I was waiting I made friends with this bottle here.
Yeah, I see that.
Maybe you two should take some time apart.
I'm fine, cookie. Perfect.
Well, I've got some good news, and I've got some bad news.
The bad news is, next week you have a nude scene with two-ton Tinsley.
What? Colleen, I can't do that.
I'm not even an actor. I mean it's undignified...
The good news is, I told that Freddy forget it.
My client won't do it. No nudey.
He agreed. You're getting more surgeries.
Which means you get to keep what I am sure
is that scrumptious wienie of yours under wraps.
- What's the matter? - Nothing.
My steak's a little rare, but it...
- Excuse me! - No, Colleen. It's fine.
Let me do my job, Sean. Waitress!
Oh, God. Magda, slow down. Slow down, you're gonna hurt yourself.
Zip it. You're ruining my Tom Selleck fantasy.
Oh, Magnum!
Somebody's gonna see us.
Good, we'll charge admission.
Yeehaw!
Super orgasm!
Hey.
Where'd you go? Wake up. Wake up!
Are you gonna be okay?
Let me ask you something.
- What are you doing? - What do you think of these?
Colleen, this is inappropriate. This is crossing the line.
Go ahead, squeeze them.
These aren't the tits of a 50-ish-year-old woman, am I right?
You're drunk, okay?
Just go to bed, and get some rest, and I'll talk to you tomorrow.
They look fake, they're so perky.
Colleen, get out of the car.
Sorry.
Sorry, cookie. Oh, shit, am I sorry.
- It's fine, just... - No, it isn't fine.
It's ever since my husband left me two years ago
for this young, goddamn extra on The Young and the Restless.
And then I had these fibroid tumors
the size of grapefruits that they cut out of me.
Anyway, sorry. It won't happen again, cookie.
Oh, shit.
I gotta go back to AA tomorrow.
Agents Anonymous.
Get it?
Just drink some water and go to bed. Please.
Do you have a breath mint?
No?
Okay.
Oh, Jesus. God.
You have a nice day, thank you.
McNamara/Troy, thank you for holding. How can I help you?
Oh, hi, Julia.
How are you feeling?
Listen, I'd love to talk, I just... I need Christian.
I haven't seen him yet. Did you try his cell?
He's not picking up.
Um...
You just tell him that I called.
Any message?
Can you ask him if he's heard from Dr. Hughes?
I was just hoping he could rush through some test results of mine.
I will definitely make sure that he gets that message.
You feel better, okay? Bye.
- Hi. - Any messages?
Yep.
Julia call?
No, but there's a fresh pot of Sumatra in the kitchen.
Hi, Julia.
When I spoke to you on the phone I was so worried about you.
Here.
I just... Thanks. God, can you just leave them there.
Smells right now are making me...
Oh, I remember that feeling when I was first on the cocktail.
Even the slightest odor would make me yak.
Has Dr. Hughes put you on the cocktail already?
I don't know what you're talking about.
It's not HIV tests that you're waiting to hear about?
Julia, one of the advantages of me answering the phones
is that I am the gatekeeper for the entire office.
Nothing gets past me.
Now, what I can't figure out is how you managed to put yourself at risk.
Christian uses condoms, right?
Is Christian positive?
I'm sure everything's gonna be fine. I'm just a cynic.
Even if the worst were to occur, you could get through this. I'm...
I can help you. Christian will help you.
When I found out that I was positive, he was so wonderful.
He was a fount of support.
Not for me. I've hardly seen him lately.
Oh.
That makes sense.
What's that supposed to mean?
I hate to be the one to bring you bad news.
But I think that we're friends.
Even if your shitty managerial skills did single-handedly destroy the spa
that I sacrificed my entire nest egg for.
Just say what you have to say, Gina.
Christian's having an affair. I literally walked in on them.
It was degrading.
No, no. That's not true.
Oh, don't be such a Pollyanna, Julia. It makes me sick.
Gina, I want you to leave please. Right now.
Okay.
Fine.
You know, I guess all that I'm trying to say
is I think you need to keep that dyke close.
Christian is not capable of keeping his sword sheathed.
He's not capable of staying committed.
That's not news to you, right?
I mean, surely, you figured that out, after all these years.
What are you doing here, Gina?
Just a little girl talk.
Oh, Julia, what I neglected to tell you
is the woman Christian's having the affair with is me.
She's a dirty, whoring liar.
And she's been in love with me for years.
But are you sleeping with her, Christian?
No. She's got the gate to hell between her legs.
Why don't you tell your precious Julia where you were last night?
Okay, fine. I will.
At home. With my tongue in his ass.
I want you to leave, Gina.
- And by the way, you're fired. - Oh, yeah. I expected that.
I guess it's a conflict of interest, our working together now.
You feel better, Julia.
I should have known you'd never change.
You're such a damn hypocrite.
Accusing me of sleeping around
when the only evidence you have is that wingnut.
Despite the fact that you're cheating on Olivia.
I can't talk about this now. I'm not feeling well.
There's always something wrong with you.
At least Gina doesn't live in denial, like you do.
You want me to just face facts
and admit that this relationship isn't working, is that it?
That you're never here for me, that you don't support me? That I'm not even sick?
You're not sick, Julia.
Or should I say, you didn't catch anything from me.
I'm gonna go heat up some soup for you or something.
Tell me what you don't like about yourself now.
Me? I'm perfect. It's Dudley Do-Right, here.
You got to do something about his chin.
Every time I'm riding him, it's like I'm sitting on a butt plug.
And you really want this?
Not just her making this decision for you.
Sure, I mean, she just gave me a Bentley.
Magda, don't you think it's a little soon
to be getting back in the saddle, so to speak?
Hell, no. It's now or never, guys.
I mean, I'm pretty much knocking at death's door,
and I don't see anyone waiting on the other side for me.
Then out of respect for Mr. Morris.
He's had a grand mal seizure.
He's a vegetable. He'll never live a normal life again.
And it's a damn shame.
Jeff was really great in the sack.
This one just lays there like a bag of rocks.
But I'm teaching him.
You know, Jeff made his own choices in life,
and I got to do the same thing.
It's time to move on.
You get nothing from the past.
And who knows what the future is?
It's the present, boys.
You got to take a bite out of that apple and have fun while you can.
Nobody's keeping score.
Hey, cookie! Got us some Jamba Juices.
I've got banana-berry or razzmatazz. Which one do you want?
After that scene I made last night, I need to replenish my fluids.
That's an apology, by the way.
Apology accepted.
I'll call you if I need you.
I was thinking I'd stick around and watch the scene.
Do you see any other agents here, Colleen?
Every day, you have some excuse to come visit,
and hover around me like some irritating fly.
Why don't you go back to your office, and just let me do my work?
Now you just stop with the attitude, Mr. Fancy Pants.
- We need to stick together here. - No, we don't.
I'm tired of you crossing boundaries. I'm your client, not your friend.
And we need to keep things professional.
I don't want to see you here unless I invite you.
Am I clear?
Thanks for the Jamba Juice.
Oh. Hey, how much more time do they need to light the set?
About 25 minutes.
Could you throw this away for me? Thank you.
Have we met?
- No, but you're Sean McNamara, right? - Yeah.
I've never really met a TV star before.
- And what is your name? - I'm Jenny. I'm just an extra here.
Well, there are no small parts, Jenny.
- Can I show you around? - Sure.
What is this?
Well, I figured that you called to apologize,
and I wanted to make it as easy as possible.
I didn't come to apologize.
I came to serve you with a restraining order.
I don't want you near me, Wilbur, Julia, or my work ever again.
That's bullshit.
I didn't do anything.
I took a page out of your book, Satan. I lied.
I told the judge that you were harassing me
and my family, and that you were stalking Julia.
With your history, he didn't have to think twice.
Okay.
If this is it between us, then...
Well, I think we should end it the way we began.
I made us a meal.
I think your mouth's gonna water when you see the first course.
Just look at it.
Very cute.
- But you are kidding yourself, Gina. - I know you want it, Christian.
I know you want it 'cause you're just like me.
I'm nothing like you. You're goddamn Medusa.
What, you're a frigging saint?
You're always gonna cheat on Julia.
You're always gonna come back to me,
because I am the filthiest piece of ass you've ever had.
I came so hard, watching you bang that girl.
And so did you.
I don't judge you.
This is the last time we'll ever see each other.
You love me, asshole, in your own way.
Just like I love you. Like I always have.
There's a difference between love and sex.
No, there isn't.
Sex is the only way that we can feel we're not alone in the world.
You're always gonna feel alone with Julia,
'cause she's never gonna give her whole self to you.
- I'm leaving. - Come on, just one last bang. Huh?
Just for old times' sake?
No.
Just stick it in.
Just the tip. Just a little bit.
You can take all your rage out on me. Just like you always have.
Give me the condom.
This is love.
English - SDH