Lions Love

You just threatened me with rape.

[Man I yeah. But I wouldn't touch you with a long stick.

Okay. What's divine?

Divine is free.

There's nobody here, and we're bags of meat.

- You're a bag of meat. - And what are you?

- [ Am foo, and something more. - Like what?

You wouldn't dare touch me.

/'d dare, but I wouldn't

- you're scared. - Huh?

[ Screaming I

why, you dirty little fucker!

You dirty goddamn son of a bitch! I think it's bleeding!

You tore my stocking!

You tore my stocking with your teeth!

You tore my stocking with your rotten teeth!

Yeah, that's divine!

You are being a cunt with that silly -

oh, my poor foot!

You are a crazy bastard, biting a woman's foot!

Look what you did to my stocking. I think there's some blood.

- God, there's gonna be blood. - Quit squeezing it.

- I'm gonna be sick. - The hell you are.

- Blood makes me sick. - Baloney! Quit squeezing it.

- Look at that tear! - Take your stockings off.

No telling where you'd bite me then.

- Come here and sit on my lap. - You crazy, crazy bastard!

I don't know why we have to be here.

- My god, there's blood! - Let me see.

What are you, a fucking vampire?

Get away from me, you son of a bitch, or I'll -

- scream? - I wouldn't scream. I can take care of you!

Why wouldn't you scream? Because you want to be here?

Fuck you!

- Look. There's some blood. - Where?

- Right by the toe. - You like it?

- Are you kidding? - You squeezed it.

- My god, I can't stand blood. - You feel faint?

- You sadist! - Sit on my lap.

You're crazier than a hoot owl. You threw me down and bit my foot...

Like some fucking Jack the ripper maniac!

- You liked it. - You're full of shit. You like the blood?

Well, there! Take a good look at that!

I suppose biting a woman...

On the foot puts her in her place.

- Look at that ruined stocking! - Looks good.

I'm beginning...

To want you.

Isn't that ro-o0-o-mantic?

- Get out of the light. - What do you see?

If you'd get out of the light, I'd see something besides your fucking shadow.

[ Audience chuckles I

I like your breasts.

So does everybody.

Is everybody divine?

Before you can pry any secrets from me, you must first find the real me.

[ Woman exclaims I

[ men chattering I

- do you think everybody is divine? - How should I know?

- What do you think? - Sure.

Maybe we're divine.

That's what I'm trying to tell you.

[ Woman I by biting my foot until it bleeds? - Take off your stocking.

- Maybe you'd like fo see my tits too. - Sure.

- You make me laugh. - Take it off, then. Be divine.

Look at that stocking. It's wiped out

listen, baby, we're divine!

Who's afraid to be divine?

If taking my stocking off is divine, then you're a creep!

- Divine to you, not me. - You're the one who'll get the kick.

- It'll be your act. - What do you mean?

Your deed. - Taking off my stocking will be my divine deed?

Yeah.

0o-0-okay.

[ Scattered chuckiing I

look at that!

Star, star, star, star...

Star!

- [Man [I lions. - Love.

- Lions. - Love.

By mama lion.

- Action. - Come. Come here, harlot.

[ Whispering I come here, harlot

car lot. Parking lot.

Come here, harlot.

[ Whispering I you're full of love.

You're full of love!

[ Whooshing sound I

how dare you touch me!

Don't you know I'm supposed to be divine?

We are all divine.

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j when will you be mine j

j Saint Valentine ji

j take the laundry off the line j

oh, I hate 7he beard. I hate 7he beard.

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- I hate plays. I love music. - J give me some wine j

how old-fashioned. I was on the stage at two...

And quit at the age of six so I wouldn't get -

I hate every form of entertainment, including living.

- Sit down. Come here. - You're full of hate.

And besides, you're a vampire!

Get away! Get away!

“Before you can pry...

[ Both I any secrets from me...

First you must find...

The real m-m-me.”

“The real me.”

What secrets?

That Harlow was so vulgar.

So disgustingly vulgar. They should've done it on garbo.

She didn't have to have scandals...

Beatings, uremic poisoning...

Bellhop screwing.

She was the star.

One thing - one thing about stars:

They have to tell you how they sleep at night.

- Let's go to bed. - You know...

My grandmother actually knew Billy the kid.

- Let's go to bed. - He was the fastest draw in the west...

And he was shot in the back at age 21.

Is it true about the way that Jean Harlow died?

- Probably. - Some sex thing. God.

- It was a secret in high school. - Coke bottle.

The pressures here in Hollywood...

Are so great from all the dead people.

- Clark gable died too. - Pat o'brien.

- Pat o'brien. - I think their ghosts are cockroaches...

And that's why we have so many cockroaches in the kitchen.

They all died. I never saw a cockroach in California.

What a beautiful sound.

Neither did I, come to think of it.

- Sounds just like a lullaby. - Hey, you sack of meat, let's go to bed!

You're always calling me a sack of meat.

Jesus! You're just jealous of my beauty.

You filthy rat. You fucking sadist.

Oh! Oh, that embarrasses me, that word.

Embarrassing word. Embarrasses me.

There aren't many lines to go around these days.

It's a limited vocabulary.

A sharp mind is the death of love.

I just found out about this new religion called the cosmic climax.

Mm, what about it?

Well, it's the last step...

- The cosmic climax. - How do you know?

Because love is a bore...

Sex is a fucking bore, fucking is a fucking bore...

The word “fucking” is a fucking bore.

So let's quit fucking and just have the cosmic climax.

There's a difference between eroticism and the cosmic climax.

In fact, it all has to do with intake and outtake of air.

Like the Japanese Pearl divers.

I've had enough freedom-liberation. - Somebody told me they're the best fucks in the world...

- Tarot cards tells me I should be free. - Because they know all about air.

I should be screwing this one here and that one there, and I'm so tired.

J see, I have a guru j

j but he's not too good, though j

j he reads the tarot j

j and 7he New York times j

I can show off too.

- [ Viva I I'm a star! - We are stars.

Can we be actors and be real?

Can we be real and be in love?

Can we be in love and be actors?

Can we be in love and be real?

Can we be real-life, true live actors?

Can we be Cole Porter “true love”?

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j foron and on j

- J true love js - But Cole Porter died.

Can we be actors and be real?

Are we really the jungle of lions, love, and lies?

Can we be actors and be in love?

Star!

That word gets to me.

- We are stars. - Stars!

- Star. Ex-star. - We are stars.

Ex-star-sy!

- Ecstasy! - Ex-star-sy and me!

- Hedy. - Stars.

- Hedy! - L'amour.

[ Men I I 'amour

star.

- Star! - Star!

Star!

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In the dryness of the sky...

We should fly slowly.