The first 200 lines.
So, Maia, what do you think of the scenery?
The landscape, I mean. Not the woman pissing in a field.
It's lovely.
It's all right. A bit of sunshine wouldn't go amiss.
You know, miss Allman...
call me Frankie.
Francesca and miss Allman makes me feel really old.
Frankie. I just wanted to say thank you
for agreeing to this at such short notice.
It's not a problem. It's an absolute pleasure.
Barbara showed me the photos of the shoot you did in 2009.
I was thoroughly impressed.
Thank you.
She said that was the last time you modeled.
This lake. It's beautiful.
Indeed.
- Let me take that. - Don't be silly!
You're my guest. Relax. Enjoy.
I don't think there'll be any trouble there.
So, do you live here alone?
And do you do all of your work from here?
Most of the time.
So, do you have a partner?
Partner? How politically correct of you.
- Sorry, I... - Don't worry. I'm only teasing.
To be honest,
it's a little bit complicated at the moment.
But when isn't it?
I hear you're married.
Maia?
Married?
Yeah.
You have to check?
It's an amazing house.
Let's go into the drawing room.
Your photos pay for all of this?
Wouldn't that be nice?
No. The house kind of pays for itself.
What do you mean?
Well, I live here alone out of season,
and the rest of the year I have company. I rent it as a holiday home.
I've had a few names.
Even royalty.
Really?
I won't name names,
but let's just say this house has seen a few things.
It gives them the privacy they need,
which gives me an excuse to keep the house looking great.
It's so quiet. There's so much space.
Nobody around for miles.
You like reading?
Well, I try. There's just so much out there.
All of these your photos?
Lots of people are drawn to that one.
It's funny how it happened. She was a friend of mine.
Came to me straight after her brother's funeral.
She was absolutely distraught.
She was so vulnerable, and yet so elegant,
so I asked if I could take a photo.
What did she say?
She stared at me for a few moments
and then said,
'I don't give a fuck'.
So raw.
It's beautiful.
I couldn't agree more.
Use this as your dressing room.
Stunning.
And if you want to freshen up...
Thank you.
I'll make us some lunch
and then we can take some photos afterwards.
- Do you need a hand? - No.
You've had a long journey.
Relax, unpack your outfits.
Thank you.
Treat this place like your own.
I'll call you when it's ready.
Are you happy with your time line, Adrian?
Yes.
Do you realize that this time line is completely different
from the one you did the first time?
What do you mean?
When you came in for your first session I asked you for your first happy memory.
Today, you wrote your first happy memory
was the day you passed your driving test,
which occurred at the age of 18.
Yes.
Do you remember what you wrote last time?
It's different?
Yes.
I don't understand.
So, how do you feel about being here?
Stupid.
Embarrassed. Ashamed.
You feel all those things?
Yes.
Why?
Because now I can see what I did wrong.
I can see things so clearly when I'm in the right frame of mind,
but when I'm wound up, I...
What do you struggle with?
What does anybody struggle with when they're wound up?
What do you want from me?
Why do you have to question everything?
I see red. I feel pissed off. Angry.
And you're angry now?
Of course I'm fucking angry. You can see I'm fucking angry.
And what did we say to do when you're angry?
Don't tell me.
Relax.
Stay calm.
Deep breaths.
It might work when I'm in the office,
but what about outside? What about in the real world?
I'm not in here for punching a psychiatrist.
That's good, Adrian.
What is?
This is the first time you have been so honest about your vulnerability.
Of course, it does mean that I won't be able to sign you off today.
Okay. What's the main purpose of the visit?
What do you mean?
What do you want me to do?
Well, you know,
it's just it's been a long time, you know?
Maia...
if you want me to do something specific for you,
then you have to let me know what we're aiming for.
Otherwise, you will leave unhappy,
and none of my clients ever leave unhappy.
That's quite a statement.
I need an answer.
When I see those photos, I don't recognize myself.
That was a different time. That woman is not me anymore.
So...
what we're talking about, is reinventing yourself.
I guess so, yeah.
Well in that case,
it was fate that brought you here.
The thinness of this material
will really pick up your beautiful contours,
make really beautiful silhouettes.
Do you think my hips look too big in this?
It's perfect.
Do you want me to get changed now?
Yeah.
Okay.
Okay.
Let's change position.
Look at me.
Head down slightly.
More.
Look into the mirror.
Look at yourself.
What are you thinking about, Maia?
Do you like what you see?
What about your husband?
What?
When's the last time he held you? Made love to you?
What does that have to do with anything?
Nothing. You're not answering these questions, remember.
Still, I'd rather not talk about it.
That bad?
Please change the subject.
What happened?
I said stop.
Whose fault was it, yours or his?
Frankie, please!
Excellent.
You're gonna love those.
Get changed into your next outfit
and I'll get us some water.
Nice.
Carry on.
Where did you do it?
That's it. Don't laugh. Be serious.
Scary.
No!
Carry on.
Nice.
Bit more of the Vixen.
Vixen? Vixen.
Lovely.
Don't you think they're beautiful?
The daffodils.
New life.
Nice. Carry on.
As if you wish someone were kissing you.
Is everything all right?
On the bed.
Good.
And... take your shirt off.
What?
Take your shirt off.
What's the big deal?
It's just... I've never done topless before.
It's not really going to be topless.
Trust me.
- Right. - What are you doing?
If this is the only way to make you feel comfortable,
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