[Announcer] Previously on 'Sex & Violence'.
I love you.
[screams]
It's okay. It's okay. Just don't move. Just don't move.
I'm a victim's advocate.
Did your husband do this to you?
If your wife contacts you--
You giving me your number?
I want to report a homicide. And come fast! Now!
Nora. I'm Drucie, I'm your social worker.
Are you playing chicken?
I'm with Child Services!
You fuckin' gonna rape me?
If this had happened to my partner he wouldn't be here.
[therapist] Would it have happened to your partner?
Well, they'd have an easier time raping him.
Why do you want to become foster parents?
We would like to adopt. Eventually.
This is for real?
Yes. Congratulations, we have reached the very bottom
of the foster parent list and that's you.
Can you drop Nora?
It's the opposite direction.
I didn't finish my draft.
Okay, well you're gonna have to apologize to someone.
Could it be you?
No.
Please.
I can walk myself.
No. You must never walk anywhere by yourself.
I'll take you, because you're adorable.
[knocking at door] Oh, shit!
Jesus, Jasper.
Sorry... What the hell are you doing?
Are you fucking kidding me? Are you fucking kiddingme?!
Well close the door.
This explains a fucking laundry list of bullshit
for the last twenty five years.
Hi. Hi, I'm Ben.
Hi.
I want you to contact me soon. I'm sorry for your loss.
I, I really liked your mother.
This wasn't the first time he hurt her, right?
No, for as long as I can remember.
It's important you say that in court.
This is so fucked up.
Oh, oh yeah do it.
Aww, ah, ah, ah!
We shouldn't be doing this.
We failed. Each other.
Oh!
Oh shit. Oh fuck. Oh, Rosa, man I'm so sorry.
Do you, do you need to sit? Can I see?
Oh. Oh.
You okay? Oh shit.
Oh, uh, oh.
Okay, I'm gonna get you some ice, all right?
Just take some deep breaths. Shit, shit, shit. Fuck.
[painfully moans]
Fuck, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Put this on it. You scared me.
I-I didn't...
It's okay.
Fuck. I'm so sorry. It's okay.
I didn't know who it was.
Who'd you think it was?I dunno.
So you greet everybody at your door like that?
No. I'm a cop and I'm just, I'm a little jumpy right now.
Well, my Dad was a cop and he never hit me.
I'm so sorry.
I forgive you.
Let me see. Shit, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
Ow.
Agh, ooh, ooh, oh I'm sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry.
I'm gonna go.
No, come on, stay.
No, I gotta go.
Stay. Stay. Stay.
Get off... Get off!
You're so fucked up.
[alarm clock beeps loudly]
No. I'm not ovulating.
Wow. So, there's no reason to have sex with youthen.
Bring me an ovulating woman.
Get you own God damn ovulating woman.
'Kay, I'm heading off.
Do you want me to bring back anything for you?
I don't know what we need. I'll give you a call. Raisins.
Raisins. Right then.
Yeah, I'll call you.
Bye.
Oh, please. Please.
All right. Here we go. Nice, nice. How is it?
You look hilarious.
I look pretty cool, don't I? Yeah.
Looks good. Yeah, I feel good.
You look hilarious.
I look-- No, I look tough.
No you don't.
I look-- I look really tough, like a-- I look like a cool--
No you don't. Okay.
You don't think I look tough? No.
What? Come on dude. Huh?
This might hurt a little.
What. What?
This might hurt a little. Oh no. Woo hoo, hoo, hoo hoo!
Ooooh that was fun!
Who's the tough guy now?
Oh, my face is falling off.
Hey.
How is Ginger Kim settling in?
She keeps to herself. She should be in a hospital.
There's nothing wrong with her inside. It's a superficial burn.
Acid. Not fire.
I wouldn't say that to her.
I'm wondering about moving Kai in? Her son.
When she'll be ready for that?
Please don't ask her. If you ask her she'll say yes.
She can't take care of him but she'll say she can do it.
Do you have kids?
Why? You lookin for some to steal?
Yeah. I haven't reached my quota this month.
I had a daughter, Vanessa.
She died in her crib at about two months.
Thank you.
I get to look after lots of kids now,
while their mother's get their shit together.
I'm glad you could make it.
So... how have you been, in these last few days?
Same.
Since I don't know you very well, could you elucidate?
Same as what?
Oh um, I got up, went to work, busted a car thief,
gave out three tickets to perfectly nice people
who don't wear their seat belt in the back seat.
Went to the dyke bar to pick up some pussy
but only got shit faced. Went home, went to bed,
got up, went to work. Rinse and repeat.
I didn't ask what you'd done, I asked how you've been.
How you are?
How are you?
Peachy.
Fuzzy? Juicy? Sweet?
Look, I don't know. I'm, I'm fine.
I'm, I'm the same. I don't even think about it.
I'd like you to keep a diary.
You gotta be fuckin' shittin' me.
That way we can clarify on a daily basis how you're feeling.
Why don't I post my feelings on my facebook wall?
Right next to my Beiber fan page.
Do you feel more vulnerable since someone tried to rape you?
No. I feel less vulnerable. I kicked his ass.
And now I know something about myself that I never knew before.
I can handle myself, I don't have to be afraid of anything.
Invincible.
Well, I still wear my bullet proof vest.
And I don't, try to leap over tall buildings.
You're the same as you were, before the rape? Attempted rape.
Yeah.
So you've always mean, defensive and full of shit?
Yeah.
Hi.
QuietEruption?
Caley.
HulkHomo87.
You want me to call you that?
Stephen.
I was just pouring a glass of wine.
Bit early.
Late for me. I get up at four. I like the quiet.
I was in the area and saw you on my phone
and thought, why the hell not?
Why HulkHomo?
I was a wrestler, in high school.
Didn't you get a boner?
Every time. When ever my opponent would feel it,
I would pin him.
So, ah, QuietEruption?
You'll find out.
You only have an hour?
Hmm, not even.
Alright.
You're very handsome. Umm, that's always good.
You keeping your clothes on for this?
Indiana.
What?
Your tattoo.
Ah, it's from a band I like.
It's not actually, but... I like it. It's in a good spot.
Not everyone likes it.
Don't fuck everyone.
Ticklish.
Terrified of vampires.
Better safe than sorry.
[kissing, moaning, sexy sounds]
Oh, oh, oh! Too good.
Too good.
Ah, ah, ah, ah, oh, oh, ooh.
[moaning, groaning and panting]
[Stephen] Now who's ticklish?
[Caley] This'll just take a second.
Ahh, ooh, wow, that went in easily.
What, you think I'm a fuckin' virgin!
[panting breaths and moaning]
And that brings us to Alex, I'm sorry,
you're gonna have to pack your things.
Oh, no, no, Neville. Don't.
I wish I had the balls to fire you. You terrify me.
But this comes from way above my head.
What about me, hmm? Well, she needed an accomplice.
It's a third, forty percent my fault.
You've got problems, Alex and they're notgoing away.
You're an everything-aholic.
So are you.
Did you sleep with a witness against Tim Fitzmorris? His son?
Alex!
He told Leeland. He told the defense you sucked his dick.
Why would he do that?
Bragging. That's what we do.
You really can't help yourself.
So when?
Today.Today?!
I'm supposed to watch you collect your things.
And what about the open files of my clients?
Charlie, in the short term.
Did I really poison the case against Fitzmorris?
You sucked off the witness.
[Brenda] You take witness tampering to a whole new level.
I went there to convince him, to--
Well I... It was a history of abuse.
The sex was nothing and it was his idea.
Actually, I, I didn't even let him finish.
Maybe you shoulda.
That was surprisingly good.
I never been with anyone before, who could--
Yoga. Stretches.
God.
I'm a multi-tasker.
Mmm hmmn. So what do you do?
Writer.
Of?
Labels, signage, websites, obits, interviews.
Anything they'll pay me to do. Short stories.
You gonna write a story about me?
I hardly know you.
You know me, a little.
Well if you are reading one of my pieces sometime
and you come across the unexpected butt licker--
If you had seen your butt from my angle, you'd have understood.
Sorry if I surprised you.
No, surprise is good.
Never apologize for licking someone's ass.
Ah shit.Hmm?
I gotta pick up my foster son.
Oh. You've got a good heart too.
Yeah, if it's not too brittle or broken yet.
You straight?
You just had your dick in my ass.
I've had my dick in a few straight guys' asses.
Foster kid. You're not single.
Ah, no.
It's cool. Everybody's got a story.
God you just. I mean you just fit into your life. Don't you?
You just, write your own story,
make yourself your own protagonist.
What, you're not the hero of your own life?
No, not for a long time.
What, what do you do?
Nothing. I don't work.
Yeah, but you have a kid.
Two kids.
Pffff... that's a life. You are the hero in someone's story.
Maybe. I'm not so sure kids see it that way.
Kids are egotistical. Like writers.
Oh yeah? I don't think you were that selfish.
I can be.
But I think I figured out, somewhere in the middle there,
that... I kinda want you to come back.
I work from home. I'm here all the time.
I drop my kid off, two blocks from here, three days a week.
Three days a week sounds perfect.
No strings, just one hour of bliss.
I wish.
Well, I'm here anyways.
C'mere.
Wha?
This was a really good thing.
Hi, Marjorie.
Hi. Am I expecting you?
Could you do me a favour?
[Marjorie] Yeah.
I need a place to work. Just, just, you know, for a few days.
To... close up my files and say good-bye to my clients.
Did you retire?
No. I'm not fucking retiring.
Ah, I don't know. My office is my only bit of peace Alex.
Yes, I know but just a small corner, a few days.
I just don't want to be at home.
[Marjorie] Did you get fired?
Yep.
You know all of you, you either quit or get fired,
and you're not the quitting type so what did you do?
Technical bullshit, you know.
Okay, I guess you can work out of my kitchen for a few days.
'Cause Lord knows, I'd hear about it if you disappeared.
Okay, okay. Listen thanks, Marjorie.
[Brenda] Do you want to talk about it? I can call Mac or Renate.
Umm. Would you get this out of here for me?
Sure.
Hey, how come you never sucked my dick?
Didn't know you had a dick Charlie.
Oh yeah? I guess you'll never know.
I'm gonna miss this.
What, do you live here?
Not anymore. When did it become a thousand dollars
to rent a room in the peninsula?
You come stay with me. Come on. I mean it.
Come on. I've got to go home.
It's not like she wouldn't know, she never leaves the house.
Ahhh. What about four o'clock?
Alright. Alright.
Bye.
Charlie, can you ah, cover a four o'clock for me?
Why didn't you knock on the front?
Maybe you didn't hear me?
This is permanent? And there's nothing we can do?
The judge decides. It's not... I'm sorry.
A lot of the time, children are placed back with their parents.
Foster care is always temporary.
Well I don't think she's ready right this second.
I can help you.
I think she should have a final dinner with Stephen and me
so we can explain to her what's happening. Don't you?
He's waiting.
He's here?
Nora.
[knocking at window]
[horn honking]
Did you purchase this suitcase?
It's hers.
You know I love you, right?
I love you too.
If you ever get scared or need me, please call this number.
You can give that to me.
I'm giving it to her.
Thank you for taking care of me.
It was my pleasure.
You and Stephen will have your own kid someday.
Okay.
Nora, come on.
I don't know how long you can stay here,
'cause I don't know how long I can pay the rent.
I'm unemployed.
You retired?
No. I'm not fucking retired.
They fired me, for doing my job.
Well, we're the same. No one's hiring me.
Oh, No one's hiring me either.
So, I don't want you to bring men back here.
It's your place.
What do you do? I mean. What are you good at?
Well, I'm good with clothes.
No one wants me to work in a dress shop.
I can file. I can type. I have a perfectly good skills set.
That's not the reason no one wants to hire me.
What's going on? I mean underneath that make up.
What's going on under that nappy ass wig?
[passionate sex sounds]
[Downey] You're amazing.
I'm the worst lesbian ever.
Not at all. I've been fucked by way worse lesbians than you.
You do things to me that no lesbian has done before.
I just think of your dick as an extra large clitoris.
The biggest clit you ever licked.
No, actually. Pretty close.
You care about me.
Oh. I do not.
Your vagina loves my penis.
My vagina appreciates your penis it's a very different thing.
Well, my affection for you is genuine.
You'd be better off choosing someone else
to be the object of your affection.
Something more reasonable.
Just stop being so unreasonable.
You don't think people can change their minds?
[Brenda] I don't think people can change their nature.
You know I have a lot to lose too.
I don't want you to lose anything,
or risk anything on my behalf.
You're in a mood.
I had a bad day.
Should be glad that I cut it short then.
I am. I am glad. Don't pay any attention to me.
Can I get you something?
Sweets. I don't get to have sweets at my house.
So why no candy in your house?
My wife is overweight.
What about for you?
It's like booze, Doug. You don't bring it into the house
if you're married to an alcoholic.
Or just marry somebody sober.
It's the same thing.
Marry somebody who doesn't stop you from being who you are.
I don't think you understand marriage.
Oh, I do. You don't get candy at home,
so you gotta come here and eat all mine.
Not for long. I've got an increased workload,
I have to get on top of.
Did you want to do something on Friday?
Hmm? It'll be two months.
Two months?
Two months since we started seeing each other.
Is it?
You don't celebrate the anniversary
of an extramarital affair.
Sweet though.
I am a viable option. You know that, right?
I'm ten years older than you.
I couldn't give you children.
You mean the continuation of this gene pool
could come to an abrupt halt?
The world could be denied another generation of men
who can't grow beards?
My Dad is ten years older than my Mom.
Hmm. Where's all this come from?
I'm at least as good a lesbian as you are.
Ah well, I'll give you that.
I have cats.
Ha, no further evidence required.
And I love Joanie Mitchell.
Stop.
You know I'm using you, don't you?
Because, I'm lonely in my marriage.
I know what being used feels like. This isn't it.
Do you have any raisins?
Yeah.
[pornography plays on the TV]
Hey. Oh no, oh sorry.
Oh my God. Sorry, oh I'm sorry.
You scared me. I didn't mean to.
God. Well you did.
Made you dinner.
You know you shouldn't sneak up on me like that.
What did you make?
Pizza.
You made pizza?
Had some help.Um hmm.
I'm sorry I scared you.
It's fine. What'd you get on it?
Pineapple.
Well that was very big of you.
It's because I love you.
How was your day?
Alex got sacked.
Like drunk sacked or fired sacked?
Fired.
Why?
She shat where she ate, so to speak.
I hope that's a euphemism.
Barely. How was your day?
'Top Chef' marathon.
Yeah, is it over already?
The finale's tomorrow. Oh and Katy and Dash broke up though.
Oh! That was fast.
Yeah, she wasn't sure whose kid it was.
They never are.
I hope they don't take her off the show.
Hmmm.
Oh.
What the hell are you doing?
Hey.
You know that's my computer too and my chair. Right?
I don't question how you use it.
Look. I don't need to be sitting in your old spunk
when I'm studying.
How often are you in here playing with yourself anyway?
Why the hell didn't you ask me?
Ask for permission?!
No. Ask me for sex.
'Cause you say no! I've asked you the past two Sundays.
And the Friday before that.
You've said no the past five times!
And there were times before that.
I feel like a ninety batting average with you.
Ninety's good.
No it isn't.
Tell you what. Here's the deal.
You can say no to sex, anytime you want.
But everyday you do. I'm gonna drop a load right on this chair.
Whatever.
Fuck.
[Jasper] So, what's on your mind?
I was just worried about you. So I came by.
Worried about what?
Oh, I don't know. I'm not immune, I still care about you.
[Beatrix] I... ay ay ay...
[kissing and panting breaths]
Ahhhhh, ah, ah.
Sorry.
Do I-- Do I have to worry about anything?
Do I need to get tested?
I've never done anything unsafe.
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What's going on?
[Roach] Get at least a block away.
Hurry. Go to the neighbor's house and call 911.
Go stay with her. Stay with her. Stay with her.
Alright, alright. Hurry. Okay buddy. Come on. Come on.
Run away from the house. Don't come back to the house.
[helicopter sounds]