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Blue Film (2025)

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Blue Film (2025)

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[static buzzing lightly]

[notification chimes]

What's up, f*ggots? [inhales]

I just got a pumpin'. Pumpin'--

Something you f*ggots

never do. [exhales]

I worked up a f*ck' sweat.

[inhales]

Mm. Now, I need

one of you pay pigs

to come rinse me off.

You'd love that, wouldn't you?

Okay, on the count of three,

I want you

to take a big f*ck' hit

of poppers.

Now get those poppers ready.

[inhales sharply]

-One, two, three.

-[tokens clinking]

Sniff that sh*t. [chuckles]

I know you f*ck want

to see what's under this

f*cking tighty-whiteys.

[inhales sharply]

-Just don't know

if you f*gs deserve that.

-[tokens clinking]

I don't know.

Do you wanna, wanna see my c*ck?

[inhales sharply]

And those big f*ck' ba*ls?

I want you to imagine that

I just get back from the gym,

and you're waiting there

with your mouth open...

[moans] just ready to clean

my sweaty f*ck' ba*ls.

Mm. [inhales sharply]

You want more?

You f*ck want more?

Look, I know you do.

Here, grab those poppers,

put them up through

your f*ck' nose

-and sniff.

-[tokens clinking]

-[chuckles, inhales sharply]

-[notification chimes]

-[tokens clinking]

-[moans]

[exhales] You like this a*s?

This... [inhales sharply]

...this white f*cking a*s.

[chuckles]

I know you f*ggots

wanna touch this,

-put your face all up in it.

-[tokens clinking]

You smell that?

That's a real man's f*ck' a*s.

[inhales sharply] But...

...I don't let no one

touch this a*s for f*ck' free.

You wanna lick this a*s?

You better run me

some motherfuckin' money.

I want

you pathetic-a*s f*ck' f*ggots

to tap that f*ck' tip jar,

and maybe,

maybe I'll whip out

my f*ck' c*ck for you.

[breathes heavily]

Matter of fact, matter of fact,

I want you to wire me

all your f*ck' money,

and maybe,

maybe I'll show up at your house

and I'll shove this f*ck' c*ck

in your f*ck' mouth.

-[tokens clinking]

-[inhales sharply]

[moans]

Mm. [sucks teeth]

Oh, tonight,

I got this f*ck' f*gg*t

-spending 50 f*ck' grand

on me.

-[chair creaks]

[continues on video]

And for 50 f*ck' grand...

[exhales heavily]

-...you f*ggots get a lot.

-[tokens clinking]

-[laptop lid thuds softly]

-[clinking stops]

["When Love is Young"

by The Free Design playing]

-[clatters]

-When love is young

-[static crackling]

-As fresh as dew

A song is sung

So warm and new

It winds its way

Bursts into blue

An April day

Turned into June

-Summer is born

-[clatters]

I walk the fields

There's warmth above

The thought it yields

-Is of my love

-[clatters]

A lazy stream

Its solitude

A summer dream

A quiet mood

Plays on my mind

-The sum--

-[song stops abruptly]

-[crackles]

-[knock on door]

[knock on door]

[knock on door]

[exhales]

[lock clicks]

-[door squeaks]

-[Aaron exhales]

[insects chirping]

[dogs barking in distance]

This 26 Fairpark?

[siren wailing in distance]

[door squeaks, shuts]

You renting this place?

-Not gonna talk?

-No, I... [chuckles nervously]

...I can talk.

[sighs] There's 25K in there.

You get the rest

when we're finished.

When's "finished"?

In the morning.

All right.

[groans softly, exhales]

What now?

Oh, I, I gotta, I gotta

set this. I'll just...

Just have a, have a seat.

Just get comfortable.

[camera whirs, beeps]

[exhales heavily]

Is this what you want?

Just whatever

makes you comfortable.

-[sucks lip]

-All right, uh...

...I just want you to start

by telling me about yourself.

My name's Aaron Eagle,

I'm from Miami.

I like to let

these f*ggots worship me

and collect their f*ck' money.

-That's why you're here.

-Exactly.

Tell me more

about growing up in Miami.

Growing up in Miami

was f*cking unbelievable.

When did you move to LA?

I moved here after high school.

Right after high school?

That's what I said.

What did you do?

sh*t, man, you got me.

Got into the scene,

you know. Tried everything.

You name it, I f*cked with it.

[chuckles]

I'm California sober now.

I'm sorry, "California sober"?

Yeah, it's like I drink

and I smoke,

but I don't do anything else.

[chuckles] That's sober?

[sucks lip] A lot more sober

than a lot of other people.

I guess you're right.

And if you wouldn't mind

removing your pants.

[Aaron sighs]

I get the feeling you like

having your clothes off.

-Is that true?

-[snickers] Yeah, for sure.

If you look like me,

you'd wanna be naked

all the time too.

Mm, yeah, maybe. [chuckles]

Come on... [chuckles]

everybody likes to be looked at.

Is that why you got

a tattoo on your face?

-What, this?

-[camera clicking]

[man]

Yeah. "Diablo."

Can you talk about that?

-What about it?

-Why'd you get it?

That's what they call me.

-Who calls you that?

-Friends.

-Who are these friends?

Can you be more specific?

-No more questions about that.

Hey.

I gave you every penny I have.

That's the deal.

sh*t, I'm not talking

about this. [sighs]

-[sighs]

This, this isn't working.

-[camera beeps]

-This isn't gonna work.

-Hey, hey, wait a minute.

-You're not being honest

with me.

-I am.

[sighs] This wasn't a good idea.

What the f*ck

are you talking about?

I'm sorry. Just keep the 25K.

Man, what do you want?

You want me to suck you off?

-Is that what you want?

-I only want you to be honest.

-I'm being f*cking honest.

-No, you're not.

-Man, you don't know sh*t.

-You didn't grow up in Miami.

-I don't think

you've ever been to Miami.

-What the f*ck do you know, man?

You don't know sh*t about me.

[breathes heavily]

[man]

Please.

Please.

Not on camera.

[sighs]

I won't show it to anybody.

I can't trust you.

My name's Hank.

I'm a trustworthy guy.

I promise. I swear on my life.

I'll buy us a pizza later.

Roll your camera.

I'll talk,

but not about the tattoo.

-Okay?

-Okay.

[camera beeps]

[Aaron sighing]

What do you wanna know?

[Hank]

Um, tell me

about where you grew up.

I grew up in Maine.

Northern Maine.

There's nothing up there.

Do you have any memories of it?

No. Not many.

-Why not?

-[chuckles] I don't know.

Tell me about when you were 12.

Did you have friends then?

[sighs] I liked being by myself.

-What did you like to do?

-I don't know, watch cartoons.

[chuckles]

I read a lot, I guess.

-Ah. What did you like to read?

-[sucks teeth]

-I don't know, a bunch of sh*t.

-Come on.

Any books you remember?

I don't know. Uh...

The Handmaid's Tale was good,

I guess.

[breathes heavily]

I love that book. [chuckles]

Uh...

Tell me about

your first sexual experience.

That's a hard one.

Why?

'Cause it was...

I don't know. I just don't

like to think about...

There's nothing wrong with that.

A lot of people could say that.

But it really f*cked me up.

Less people could say that.

I see.

Can you describe it,

that experience, to me?

[Aaron scoffs]

This is pervert sh*t, dude.

Just don't push me on that.

-Was it with a guy?

-I said don't f*ck' push it.

Okay. Okay.

We can talk about that later.

Do you want a drink?

I, I went out and bought

some beers.

I didn't, I didn't know

what you liked.

[snickers]

Uh, yeah, I'll take a beer.

[bottles clink]

[bottle cap hisses]

I hope this is okay.

When did you become Aaron Eagle?

You wanna hear

the pervy f*cking story

about how I became Aaron Eagle?

-[vape crackling softly]

-I know you do. [exhales]

So I'm working as a dancer

at this spot in West Hollywood.

It's right in Santa Monica.

I'm sure you've heard

of the place.

-And on a Saturday night,

it's f*cked around there.

-I can imagine.

But this was a Tuesday.

The place is pretty empty.

I'm dancing there in my jock

for no one. So I'm just dancing.

There's a couple of people

walking around,

just having drinks or whatever.

I've only got

a couple minutes left up there,

and these two guys come in.

And they come right up to me

and they put a dollar bill

right down the front

of my jock, and they left.

Anyway, sun goes down,

I'm off my shift,

I walk outside

and I'm waiting for my ride.

[clicks tongue]

I notice those m*therf*ckers

just sharing a cigarette,

f*cking staring at me.

And they hold out the cigarette,

so I walk over and I take it.

And then they ask me if I want

to come back to their place,

smoke or whatever.

[slow suspenseful music]

So, I'm in the back seat

of their car

while we drive back

to their apartment...

[inhales] and we walk in

and it's this f*cking

nice, big apartment.

We go to the bedroom,

and there's

this f*cking California

king bed or some sh*t,

and these two guys sit on it.

I can't remember their names,

but one of them was Asian

and one of them was white.

They pull out their bong

and, you know,

we smoke that sh*t.

And I remember

there was a TV on...

...set to, like, a background

or some sh*t.

You know, like it was asleep?

[chuckles softly]

And it was just these...

...these different landscapes

slowly moving, and...

...I'm sitting there,

high as f*ck, just watching

these mountains

and woods and sh*t. [sniffs]

Man, I was

so f*cking smacked that...

...I didn't realize

he'd started, like...

...feeling me...

...putting their hands on me

kind of sh*t.

And they start kissing

my neck, and...

...and their hands

are down the front of my pants,

and, you know,

I'm, I'm kissing them back.

Then I get

the f*cking Asian one.

You know, real hot,

muscled up kind of sh*t.

But the white one, he's just...

...he's just watching.

Like, he's not hard or anything.

He's just...

...he's just watching.

And the ch*nk goes,

"He wants you to f*ck him...

...but he wants it

a little different."

See, he said...

..."He wants you to r*pe him."

You know, I never heard sh*t

like that before

because if it's...

If he wants it,

it's not r*pe, right?

But it was this f*ck's fantasy

to be humiliated.

So the white guy, he takes,

like, six f*cking shots

and he is pretty f*cked up.

Then he starts...

sucking my d*ck.

And then he asks me

to hit him...

...and I do.

And this guy, he keeps asking me

to hit him harder.

And the harder I hit him,

the better it f*cking feels.

So I am smacking the sh*t

out of this f*cking guy.

And then I pull him down,

and he's eating my a*s,

and I look back at the TV,

right?

You know,

with the, with the backgrounds,

and this f*ck' eagle

just flies by,

right past the camera,

by the mountain,

and in that moment,

I pull him up from my a*s

and I just smack

the f*ck out of him.

Like, I really smack

the f*ck out of him,

and then I flip him over

and I f*ck him

as hard as I f*cking could.

And... [scoffs] like, man,

this guy was barely conscious.

He was so f*cked up.

[music continues]

But he was still moaning.

And in that moment,

everything f*cking changed.

Like... I stopped thinking,

I stopped believing

in every wall

that society puts up.

Like, everything's fake.

You know? That, that, that,

that's how I felt afterwards.

Like, everything's

just f*ck' fake,

because this guy,

he wanted to feel the most

pain and embarrassment

that he could.

Like, there are thousands

of people out there

who watch my videos,

who just want me

to sneak in their house

at night and f*ck them up.

[Aaron scoffs]

I had to chase

that f*cking feeling.

It's the most I can understand

why I'm f*ck' here. [scoffs]

I, I, I feel good.

sh*t, I feel f*cking great.

And everything before that night

made me feel like

a piece of f*cking sh*t.

[sucks lip] But that night...

...that night made me feel

like I'm supposed to r*pe

these f*ck' f*ggots,

because that's what

I'm f*cking good at.

Are you religious at all?

I never was, but, sh*t, man...

[snickers] I get it now.

Why do you say that?

The art of domination

is spiritual or some sh*t.

Like, forget for a second

that you're God

to these f*ck' f*ggots,

but it's like... you're

in charge of this f*gg*t's soul

and his mind.

There... What's that,

what's that word in, in church?

It's like both people,

um... [tuts] they--

-Transcend.

-Transcend.

[chuckles] That's it.

Like, both people

just f*cking transcend.

Like, your f*gg*t

gives up control of his body,

his safety and his mind.

He feels powerful

in being so f*cking small.

It's like...

Doesn't that kind of sound

like f*cking religion?

-[snickers]

-[Hank scoffs]

I mean, sure, I guess.

It does to me.

You like that word

a lot, "f*gg*t."

I like that word because...

[inhales sharply] it means

exactly what it means.

You're a f*gg*t,

you like being a f*gg*t,

and it gets you off

to think that you're a f*gg*t.

-I'm not a f*gg*t.

-Yeah? [scoffs]

You're paying me

all this money to look at me...

[inhales] without my shirt on.

That's what a f*gg*t does.

You want to see me

talk some f*cking sh*t

in my underwear,

and I wanna be the f*cking boss.

-I am the f*ck' boss.

-That's not why I'm here.

-[scoffs]

-I don't wanna be your sub

or... whatever it's called.

Then why do you watch my videos?

I watch them...

...to see you and know you.

I don't believe that

for a f*cking second.

Is that what you think this is?

You pay me

all this f*cking money

because you're

so f*cking lonely?

Want a friend? That is

the most pathetic f*cking sh*t

I have ever f*cking heard.

See, I figured you out, right?

You wanna start recording? Yeah?

Is that what you want? [scoffs]

Look, I'm gonna leave,

and you're still gonna be

a lonely old f*ck.

You wanna see me tell

my little story on camera

so you can f*cking know me?

-What the f*ck?

-Okay, I shouldn't have

done this.

-Damn right.

-I, I wanna tell you

something, Aaron.

You're a wonderful person

outside of all of this.

You don't know the first

f*cking thing about me.

-All right? Just go f*ck off!

-I do know you,

-Aaron.

-Bullshit! All right?

I hope you got

-whatever the f*ck you wanted!

-Wait, Aaron.

-f*ck off.

-I do know you.

Yeah?

What's my real f*cking name?

You keep calling me Aaron,

but if you know me,

you'd know my real f*cking name!

-That's what I thought.

-It's Alex.

You're Alex McConnell.

Ta... [breathes heavily]

take off your f*ck' mask.

-Take off your f*ck' mask!

-No! No!

[Alex breathes heavily]

Um...

[voice breaking] Mr. Grant.

-[breathes heavily]

-Hi, Alex.

What, what the f*ck

are you doing here?

-I came to see you.

-Why?

I've been watching

your videos for a while,

and I, I, I had to see you.

You were fired

while I was in high school.

[sighs]

That's right.

Hey, you f*cked

one of your students.

That's not true.

The technical term

is "attempted as*ault,"

because I didn't. I let him go.

-Wasn't he, like, 12?

-Alex.

Call me Aaron.

[sighs] Aaron.

I know, I know this.

[sighs]

What do you want with me?

I-- Exactly what I said.

I wanna know you

for who you are now.

-You remember me, then?

-[sighs]

Of course.

[sighs] Of course

I remember you.

We, um-- I had,

I had detention with you.

It was just us most of the time.

I mean, you were

in detention a lot.

Were you attracted to me?

Yes.

I was.

Why didn't you try to f*ck me?

I hadn't tried that.

-And now you do?

-I don't want

to have sex with you.

I thought I would want to.

I want...

...to want to.

But more than anything,

I wanna see you.

I wanna know...

...if I still love you.

[ambient music]

[breathes heavily]

Um...

Where's the bathroom?

Down the hall, in the bedroom.

-[camera clicks]

-[static buzzing]

[suspenseful music]

[inaudible dialogue]

[camera clicks]

-[static crackles]

-[music stops]

[breathing shakily]

[vape crackles]

[knock on door]

[Hank, muffled]

Aaron?

[breathing shakily]

[knock on door]

-I'll pay you another $5,000.

-[breathes shakily]

Please.

[exhales]

[exhales softly]

[exhales]

[door opens]

I haven't seen anyone

from Bedford since I was 17.

-Must be a shock.

-[scoffs] f*ck' right.

I haven't even thought

about anyone there.

I keep that sh*t out.

[laughs]

What, why are you laughing?

'Cause I've thought

about you every day.

So, what,

everybody at home knows

you're a kid f*ck

and doesn't want to touch you?

-Well--

-Sorry. "Attempted kid f*ck."

Is that right?

-There's probably a more

eloquent way of saying it...

-[snickers]

...but, yeah, I guess so.

And, what, you just moved to LA?

No, I didn't move here.

I'm just here for the night.

You don't still live in Bedford?

I do, actually,

in the house I grew up in.

What the f*ck

do you even do there?

I've been bagging

at the Shop 'n Save

out on Hammond Road.

[laughs]

You're a f*ck' psycho, man.

-Right.

-Obviously.

Why didn't you tell me

who you were?

Because I thought you wouldn't

talk to me or be open with me.

-Yeah, maybe.

-There was so much talk

about what happened,

and I wasn't sure

of everything you'd heard, so...

Kids talk, man.

I heard f*cking everything.

I heard it was

in the school bathroom.

And that you pulled him

out of lunch

to help you grade some tests,

but you took him

to the bathroom instead.

Did you love him?

Like you say you loved me,

did you love him too?

[clears throat]

You don't wanna hear about this.

I told you everything.

It's your turn.

No, I didn't love him.

Then why do it?

This one had

a particular hold on me.

Why him?

He did this thing with his eyes.

He smiled at me sometimes,

and he'd look at me

and then he'd look away

for a second and then

look back at me.

You know how dogs do that,

where they look at you

and it's almost like

they're uncomfortable

or it's awkward and they--

and then they look away?

He did that.

He was innocent,

like a dog is obedient.

He was very bright.

He was a lot like you.

So, then, what?

You take him to the bathroom

and, and you touch him?

-Just a little.

-Did he try to get away?

He was confused at first,

and then he became upset,

crying and stuff like that.

-And then what?

-I let him go.

It was wrong.

I knew it was wrong.

I've always known it was wrong.

I have principles. I do.

Did he say anything?

Did he scream or did he hit you?

[inhales deeply]

I don't remember.

I don't remember.

[Alex scoffs]

[beer gurgles]

[gulps] You're a sick man.

-[scoffs]

-How can you be

so cavalier about this?

How can you listen

to that and smile?

I need another beer.

[vape crackles]

[bottles clink]

[exhales]

[cap hisses]

Aren't you gonna have one?

I don't drink.

But this is a special occasion,

Mr. Grant.

Feels like

you should have a drink

with the love of your life.

All right.

It's really that easy?

You're just gonna abandon your,

you know... [sighs] principles?

[bottle cap clatters]

For you, yes.

[exhales]

[exhales]

[clicks]

It's nice and clean in here.

It was like this

when I got here.

Should we dirty

this place up a little bit?

-What do you mean?

-[breathes deeply]

You said you wanted

to f*ck me, right?

And, sh*t, I think

I have to f*ck you now.

You're down, like,

25 f*ck' grand.

-And it kind of turned me on

to see you drink 'cause of me.

-[snickers]

I don't know.

You said you wanted

to f*ck me, right?

-I said I wanted

to want to f*ck you.

-[exhales]

I don't get the difference.

I've imagined our being together

all these years,

and I, I want nothing else

than to feel that desire again.

My d*ck doesn't have

any feelings or thoughts...

[exhales]

or attitudes about sex.

I might, but this is

a d*ck you've thought about,

and it doesn't.

It's just a little bigger

and hairier.

[ambient music]

[Hank breathing heavily]

[Alex moans]

[chuckles, moans]

[moaning]

-[Hank breathing heavily,

moaning]

-[moaning]

[both moaning]

[splutters, exhales]

Why, why'd you stop?

[Hank breathes heavily]

Maybe I'll try again

a little later. [pants]

[pants]

[sighs]

Why are you in love with me?

[exhales]

I should confess,

it was a long thing.

Oh, really?

What was it about me?

I could tell you were lonely.

All of my students

had their clique or whatever

you'd call it, but you didn't.

When I had lunch duty,

I would see you sitting

either by yourself or removed

from other students.

And I know lonely.

I've been lonely too.

So, were you attracted to me

or did you just notice me?

Well, the attraction came.

I remember

you always wore gym shorts.

So, I would look at your legs.

They were so smooth.

I guess I noticed you first.

I found myself looking for you

in the hallway between periods.

It was like any love, really.

From what I gather.

I was attracted to more

than your physicality, though.

I was both enamored with

and turned on by your...

...quiet, brooding...

...soft...

...youthfulness.

Actually, you made

my life quite difficult,

-or my job, rather.

-How?

[chuckles] I, I had a heck

of a time teaching.

[laughing] You made me

so nervous.

Oh, God, I worried that

any wrong turn or jumbled idea

or crack in the facade

and you'd turn against me,

you'd, you'd see

right through me

and discover me.

Every class was an act

of self-flagellation.

Standing in front of you,

hoping I had something

insightful to say

was humiliating.

-Funny.

-What, what's funny about that?

I wasn't thinking

about anything at all.

You liked The Handmaid's Tale.

You know, Atwood,

she, she has that quote.

I taught it in class.

I don't know if you remember.

"I would like to be the air

that inhabits you

for a moment only.

I would like to be

that unnoticed and necessary."

How often do you think

about raping me?

That's what it is.

I'm sorry

-if it hurts you

to hear any of this.

-It doesn't.

I don't care about

who I was in Bedford.

That boy you loved isn't...

...isn't me.

I don't think that's true.

I still see him...

...in your eyes...

...your legs...

...your skin...

...your mind.

Lots of ways.

You might not

wanna believe it...

...but...

...I think it's nice.

What now?

You don't wanna f*ck me,

you don't wanna do anything

with me, so...

-[clears throat]

-You were a good kid.

You were a nice, good kid.

Oh, f*ck this.

I need a cigarette. All right?

[dog barking in distance]

[exhales]

-Are you okay?

-I'm fine.

What are you thinking?

I don't know. Nothing.

I'm sorry.

It's fine.

I need my pipe, my weed. Mm.

-Did you bring some?

-It's in the bag that I brought.

Can you get it?

Sure.

Hey, grab another beer

while you're at it.

[exhales]

[bottles clink]

[inhales, exhales]

[sniffles]

[chuckles]

That beer's for you, big dog.

-You want me to drink another?

-Hell yeah. I want you

to chug it.

Oh. [laughs]

-I don't think I can do it.

-Come on, do it.

[sighs]

[sighs]

-[chuckles]

-[gulping]

[lighter strikes]

[coughs] Yeah.

[chuckles]

[coughs, inhales]

-Hell yeah. Put her there.

-[laughing]

-f*ck. That's it, man.

I just popped a b*ner.

-[laughing]

-[chuckles]

-[burps, laughs] Oh. Excuse me.

-[laughs] Show off.

-[lighter strikes]

-[laughs]

-[lighter strikes]

[sighs] You smoke a lot of pot?

"Pot." [exhales] That's funny.

Yeah.

Gets my, uh,

gets my brain right.

Gets me right up here, you know?

What happens without it?

I don't know.

Guess it's like everything else

that gets me f*cked up.

If I didn't have it,

I'd probably go crazy

-thinking about all the sh*t

I've done in my life.

-Mm.

You know, for a while,

I was doing the sh*t

that k*lled my dad,

-but, you know, then I stopped.

-[lighter strikes]

Why did you stop?

I don't know, friends didn't

f*ck with it. [exhales]

The same friends who...

Yeah.

-You listen.

-[lighter strikes]

[chuckles]

I listen a lot.

[pipe crackles]

Why don't you drink?

I stopped when I started

going back to church.

I knew it. I knew that had

something to do with it.

It was hard to stop too.

[inhales sharply]

Uh, why even join

that sh*t, man? Like,

why put yourself through it?

Well, we went to church

when I was a kid,

and, and, and it felt right,

you know, to...

...go back, 'cause I felt

very little control

after everything that happened,

and then I was drinking a lot,

and... [breathes deeply]

I just couldn't not think

about what went on.

I needed a, a big thing

to happen.

[inhales deeply]

Something had to be different.

[lighter strikes]

My priest knows I'm here.

-[chokes] No f*ck' way.

-[laughing]

-What? [coughs]

-He didn't accept it,

but I told him I...

...was gonna be away

for today's service.

I explained you

and everything I was doing.

It helps me to have faith

in my purpose and, and feel like

there's something

to govern my body.

Still, I can't help

but think that...

-[lighter strikes]

-...something's wrong.

I wonder a lot if there

is purity in perversion...

...if it, if it makes me

enlightened in some way.

It's, it's, it's kind of like

what you were saying before

about your...

-f*ggots.

-Mm, yeah, yeah. Those.

I'm tempted to think

of my perversity as spiritual,

because I can't comprehend

any other reason

why God would have created me

this way.

Isn't there

something religious or...

...spiritual about loneliness?

-[lighter strikes]

-I feel closest to God

in moments of darkness

and, and isolation.

And that's all perversity is,

it's just loneliness.

I get that you're religious

and that you think

your being a perv

make you special,

but it might just make you evil.

[Hank clicks tongue]

Guess that's...

...somewhat accurate.

Look, man, I'm high as f*ck,

and I want to f*ck.

So what's it gonna take?

-Really?

-Really.

What's it gonna take?

[gentle song]

[static buzzing]

[inaudible dialogue]

-[Hank] Hold still.

-Man, I can't believe

I'm letting you do this.

-Why?

-My f*ggots love my hair.

[Hank laughs]

Oh.

[Hank]

Mm.

Mm. [laughing] Stop moving!

-Are you gonna do my a*s too?

-Oh, yeah.

[Alex]

You really like 'em bald, huh?

You know, a lot of g*y guys

are turned on by the smell

of a hairy d*ck.

Mm, that may be true.

Still...

...I'm not.

[Alex]

Does this turn you on, then?

Oh, yeah.

[song continues]

It might be a good idea

if you wanted to role play.

You know, I know you're usually

the dominant one, but...

Chug another beer,

and I'll think about it.

[breathes shakily]

[Alex clears throat]

[Alex exhales]

Ice cold in here.

Can we turn on the heat?

[Hank]

Oh.

It might...

...help me if you were

a little, little uncomfortable.

Oh. Uh...

[groans] I don't know

why I'm nervous. sh*t.

Ah, that's good. Yes.

That'll, that'll help too.

In order for this to work,

you have to do what I say.

Can you do that?

-Sure.

-I know you're not used

-to being in that position.

-No, I can do it.

Come here.

[Alex breathes deeply]

[breathes heavily]

Get down on your knees.

That's it.

-Mm.

-What the f*ck?

-[laughing]

-[grunts] f*ck, man!

-[Alex pants]

-Yes.

[bottle thuds]

Now...

...I want you to listen to me.

Have you ever seen

another boy's p*nis before?

-[laughing]

-What? Okay. All right.

It-- This is f*cking ridiculous.

I, I never did this before.

Me neither. Can you please try?

Oh, yeah, I like the wide eyes.

[breathes deeply]

Have you ever seen

another boy's p*nis before?

I'm gonna show you mine.

[removing pants]

Now, you can't tell anybody

I did this,

'cause we could both get

in a lot of trouble.

Kiss it.

-[moans]

-[Alex kisses]

[softly] Open your mouth.

[Hank exhales]

[softly]

Oh. You're so beautiful.

So beautiful.

Give me a smile.

-[chuckles]

-Yeah, good job.

Good job.

[moans]

[Alex sucking, moans]

-Good job.

-[sucks]

-Oh, good job.

-[sucking]

-[Alex] Mm.

-Oh.

Good job.

Oh. [moans] Look what you did.

-[Alex] Mm.

-[panting]

You really made me hard.

Oh, God. [moaning]

Just stand up for me.

I wanna show you

how good that feels.

[Hank breathing heavily]

[Hank moaning]

[Hank moaning]

I love you, Alex.

So much.

[Hank grunting, sucking]

-Please get off.

-[continues moaning]

Stop, Mr. Grant.

I don't, I don't wanna

do this anymore.

[Hank breathing heavily]

[voice breaking]

Please. Please stop.

Please stop. Please,

please, please. Please--

[thudding]

-[thudding]

-[Hank grunting, panting]

I couldn't help myself.

But that's no excuse.

You know that feeling

right before you finish,

when nothing else matters?

I know you know

what I'm talking about

'cause you said it yourself.

You're a pervert too.

But, uh, I'm sorry.

It's fine, man.

You think I like doing that?

I don't.

Uh, I, I hate

to be so vulgar, but,

ejaculating is a primal urge.

[Hank sighs]

As, as much

as I wanted to stop--

-[grunts]

-[yelps, yells]

Can you stop

your f*cking teacher talk?

Oh, God. [breathing heavily]

-Oh, I'm sorry.

-I don't wanna hear sh*t!

-[groans]

-All right? Don't say,

"I'm sorry."

Don't say, "I'm embarrassed,"

anything!

-I don't wanna f*cking hear it!

-[exhales]

You're a f*cking pervert!

And yeah, maybe

I'm a pervert too,

but at least

I'm not f*cking you!

At least

I'm not criminally horny.

[exhales] You're right.

You think I haven't

done sh*t like that?

[scoffs] That's nothing.

I'm not gonna

fall asleep tonight

thinking about that.

I'm gonna be thinking about

how my f*cking English teacher

came to visit me.

It's a footnote.

I won't remember it, really.

[scoffs]

You taught me

what a footnote was. [scoffs]

Just wait till you're older.

You'll remember all of it.

You said...

...your first

sexual experience was...

...uncomfortable.

Yeah, I, uh... [scoffs]

You can tell me.

It was my aunt.

After my dad died,

she moved in with us.

That's when it first happened.

-How old were you?

-Why? You gonna jerk off to it?

No, I'm not.

I just thought, I don't know,

maybe you'd wanna talk about it.

I don't know.

I'm sorry anyhow.

Sorry that happened to you.

Yeah.

Aaron, would you sing that song

you did for me that one time?

-The one you sang

at the talent show--

-No, I'm not doing that.

-Come on. Please?

-[sighs] No, man.

There's another thousand

in it for you.

That's all I've got, really.

Look, I don't remember

the f*cking song.

I don't. I don't remember

how to f*cking sing.

Singing's like riding a bike.

It's muscle memory.

You don't forget that.

Look, I'm sorry,

but I f*cking told you,

I'm not the f*cking same.

-Yes, you are.

-No, I'm not.

[sighs] You were so good.

I still can't believe

Robbie Hanscom beat you.

He and that stupid puppet.

-I'm a better ventriloquist

than that kid.

-[laughing]

It's the biggest shame

in Bedford Middle School

history.

Yeah, next to you.

-[sighs, laughs]

-What was so funny?

In detention, it was just

the two of us, and you said...

..."I wanna sing

in the talent show,

but I'm nervous."

And you started singing,

and your voice is shaky.

And I thought, "Oh, man,

nobody's gonna hear him sing.

He-- 'Cause he won't do it.

He won't be able to do it.

They're not gonna hear

his voice."

And you were singing

that wonderful song.

And after the second verse,

something happened.

Something happened,

and you found that voice.

I, I...

...I just remember watching you

and thinking, "He did it!

How brave!"

Almost like an angel.

I think I promised you a pizza.

Are you hungry?

These places in LA

deliver so late.

Yeah.

I've never been to LA before.

It's the Mecca of perverts.

You'd love it.

I wish you'd stop

calling me that. [chuckles]

Why? It's the truth, right?

Why can't it be something

you don't put a word to?

-Or you could say "pederast."

-What the f*ck is that?

You know. Ancient Rome,

where an older man

had a loving relationship

with a boy?

Sex and stuff?

Well, yeah, among other,

less salacious things.

You know, ancient Roman armies

were infallible and respected,

and pederasty was often

a kind of initiation

into those, those armies.

I mean, into the whole culture,

as a matter of fact.

I think it just kind of makes me

feel better to think that I

could have been a Roman warrior

marching into battle

with his lover...

...and be celebrated.

[cutlery clinking]

What?

Come on, man.

Oh, what, what do you mean?

-No, never mind.

-No, no, no, no.

What do you mean?

It's just... [sighs]

you're eating pizza

with a f*cking fork.

You're not

a f*cking gladiator, dude.

-No offense.

-No, I get it.

We who are about

to die, salute you.

-[chuckles]

-[laughing]

-That's much better.

-[both laugh]

-You know, we should do

something fun, Hank.

-Like what?

I don't know,

just try and lighten the mood.

-What do you like to do for fun?

-Um, nothing, really.

Um, I don't,

I don't go out much.

Can you not be

a complete dipshit

for two f*cking seconds?

Well, there is something

I like to do.

Yeah? What's that?

-[vape crackling]

-[Hank] All right,

give me an adjective.

"Happy."

Okay. And now an adverb.

Um...

"Softly."

Okay, now...

-"c*ck."

-[tuts] All right.

Another adjective.

-Hank.

-Yeah?

Do you ever think

about, like, "why?"

Why what?

Why you were born

the way you are?

Gosh, I don't know.

-When did you know?

-Jeez, Aaron, uh,

just give me another adjective.

[inhales deeply] "Sad."

[inhales]

Okay. Another adjective.

[writing]

"Disturbed."

I see what you're doing.

What are you getting at?

There must have been a time

when you, like, realized.

I guess it was when

I jerked off to the same

middle school crushes,

until now.

I guess I still do that.

So you grew up with--

The people you're attracted to

stayed the same age,

but in your head?

I guess that's right.

Can we keep going?

-What was that kid's name?

-What kid?

-The kid you tried to f*ck.

Come on, I really wanna know.

-[sighs]

-You went to jail, I guess.

-Of course I did.

Of course I went to jail.

I got off with seven years.

It wasn't statutory r*pe anyway.

-What was his name?

-Aaron--

Come on, what was

that kid's f*cking name?

His name was James.

James Scott.

Man, his older brother

was in my grade, right?

Man, I can't

f*cking believe that.

Only kid I ever knew

named James,

and that f*cking kid,

he was a f*g in training

since, like...

[chuckles] age five.

What is your problem?

-It's just a joke, man.

-It's not something

to joke about.

It's not, it's not something

to laugh about.

Damn, dude, I'm sorry.

It's just a joke.

Don't you feel sorry for him?

Don't you feel sorry

for yourself?

James left school,

and then he came back,

and he was never the same.

The school obviously didn't

wanna out him as the victim,

but the kids knew.

They always find out.

I bet he has friends

who don't talk to him now.

I, I bet they stopped

talking to him then.

I bet James felt really alone.

He's out of high school now.

Never went to college.

I see him

at the Shop 'N Save sometimes.

Have respect. Please.

People just don't

become pedophiles.

You must have always been one.

[chuckles] I don't know.

I don't know.

Were you f*cked as a kid?

-Aaron.

-Tell me.

[sighs]

[clicks tongue]

[Hank clears throat]

My grandfather before me

had my same name.

His name was Hank too.

And I don't know

if you ever knew this,

but I have

an older brother and sister...

...and their names

are Jason and Shirley.

[clicks tongue]

But when it came to me,

for whatever...

[sighs] f*cking reason,

my parents went back to basics

and decided to recycle the name,

and so I'm Hank.

And when Grandpa Hank came over,

my parents would take Jason

and Shirley to Phillips Lake.

But I had to stay

with Grandpa Hank.

Because I was

his special grandson.

My mother said...

[clicks tongue]

..."You're Little Hank,

and he just wants to spend time

with you." So, they left.

But not before my mother

gave me a really good bath.

I think everything that was

going to happen to me

was decided

when the nurse wrote down "Hank"

on the birth certificate.

Why didn't your mom do anything?

I wondered that for a long time.

And then, uh, one time I talked

to her about it, I said...

..."You knew."

And you know

what that woman said to me?

She said, "We gave him you

because it was better

than all three of you."

She's a c**t, Hank.

It was her father.

Imagine her childhood.

She may have been a bad person,

but she didn't know

to be better.

And, you know,

my mother wasn't a pervert,

she wasn't a pederast.

She didn't fall in love

with a little boy.

Maybe you weren't born

this way, then.

Doesn't matter.

And, Aaron,

I think you could

maybe understand

the worthlessness I felt.

I didn't know anything

could exist outside of that

for so long.

I haven't had sex

for a long, long time.

And after tonight, I know

I'll never have sex again.

-I'm sorry.

-No.

-I'm really sorry--

-Nope.

It is not anything

to feel sorry for.

It's a good feeling, really.

It's a prideful feeling.

And I don't understand

who you are now,

because I can't understand

what you do

in front

of the camera for anything.

You think your sex empowers you.

It makes you weak.

That's what it does

for everyone.

It's a horrible,

horrible Achilles heel,

to feel anything for sex.

I am so, so tormented

by the thought

that my perversion

doesn't make me closer to God.

Maybe it doesn't make me evil,

but maybe it makes me nothing.

The thing that occupies my mind,

my consciousness,

my whole being...

...doesn't have any worth

at all.

I lied.

What?

I lied.

What are you talking about?

I wasn't molested or anything.

-I don't know my aunt.

-Why are you saying that?

-Jesus, f*ck, dude.

-Why would you lie

-about that?

-Because I have don't have

a f*cking reason.

My dad was a good person.

My mom is a good person.

I've been loved every moment

of my g*dd*mn life.

But I, I, I know it, man.

I was born the way I am.

I, I have that, that peace.

Like, I'm a massive f*ck,

Hank, who's been left

by the people I loved,

the person that I loved.

But in my heart, I know that

that sh*t is not my fault,

because if I could have

helped it, I would have.

"Diablo"?

Yeah, "Diablo."

Who called you that?

Raph. Raphael.

Who's that?

My everything.

-Where is he?

-Mm, f*ck if I know. [scoffs]

Probably in a K-hole

with a bunch of twinks in WeHo.

-Do you wish you were there too?

-I wish I was. [chuckles]

I really wish I was.

-How long were you together?

-Three years.

Uh, I met him my first week here

at a f*cking warehouse party

in downtown. [chuckles]

Wow.

But he found me out.

He really f*cking did.

He discovered

what I was afraid I always was.

Just loving him...

...the only way I knew how,

just taught me that to my core,

I am a lazy, f*cking,

selfish, rotted person

that just never cares enough.

When we broke up, he said...

[sniffles] he said those were

the best and the worst

three years of his life.

[chuckles]

[chuckles]

But you miss him, don't you?

My sex means something to me.

It's not worthless.

It's how I am.

You know, I can show my f*ggots

who I am,

and they f*cking love me.

But you're lonely, Aaron.

Yes, you're--

Don't pretend you're not.

You are lonely.

Just thinking and talking

about Raph is my favorite thing

in the world.

[breathes deeply]

Just watching a movie with him.

That's the thing

I loved the most...

...was having...

Aaron...

...I wanna give you something.

Really.

Will you come with me?

-[static buzzing]

-[ambient music]

[crackles]

[vape crackling]

[exhales] I could always feel

his breath.

[music continues]

He would go down on me.

[sucking]

He would go slower.

[Alex moans]

[exhales]

[breathes heavily]

Yeah.

He would always

go down on me from behind.

[music continues]

[gasps]

[moaning]

Thank you. Thank you.

[breathing heavily]

[Hank]

Of course, Aaron.

Call me Alex, please.

[breathing heavily]

[Hank]

Yeah.

[Alex moans]

Put it in me, Raph. Please.

[pants] Please.

Please, please, please.

Please put it in me. Please.

Please.

[breathing heavily]

-[Hank grunting] Okay.

-[breathing heavily]

[Hank]

Give me a minute.

Give me a minute.

[Alex moaning]

Please, please put it in.

-[Hank] Oh, God,

I'm trying. I'm trying.

-[muffled] Please.

[Hank]

Sorry.

I can't.

[Alex moans]

-[moans]

-[pants]

I'm sorry... Alex.

[Hank breathing heavily]

Alex.

[sighs] Aaron.

I'm sorry.

Me too.

[scoffs] I don't know

what I was expecting.

[Hank breathing heavily]

[inhales]

[Hank]

Is this okay?

-Yeah.

-[Hank breathing heavily]

-[inhaling]

-[vape crackles]

[Hank sighs]

[Alex breathing heavily]

[light flapping]

[gasping]

You look so innocent.

I know you're not.

But you really look it.

You really do.

[Hank exhales]

[Hank]

He got away from me.

-What?

-James.

I was gonna do it.

But he got away from me.

You didn't let him go?

-[vape crackling]

-[suspenseful music]

-[birds chirping]

-[distant chatter]

[exhales]

[music fades]

[traffic noise]

[door closes]

I made some coffee.

Do you want some?

-There's no sugar--

-I don't like coffee,

but thanks.

-[sighs]

-Why, why are you smiling?

-I have a hangover. [laughs]

-[bus door hisses]

I haven't had one in years.

[exhales]

Uh, I gotta get going

in a few minutes.

-You're not staying?

-No, no, I can't.

I only got permission

to be here for a couple of days.

Gotta return the car.

Yeah.

Was this a bad idea, Aaron?

Do you still love me?

Why the camera?

The videos, all that sh*t?

My priest said something

to me once that I didn't forget,

and I instantly thought of you.

He said, "When you leave,

all you take is your memories."

And I thought...

..."I wanna take

mine of you with me."

[clicks tongue]

I think I have everything

I managed to pack.

I wanna get back

for Sunday service.

I can't miss that.

-Going back to Bedford?

-Ha-ha.

Where else would I go?

What are you gonna do there?

I'm not sure.

Probably just keep working

at the Shop 'N Save.

Do you need help packing?

No, no, I just finished inside.

I guess

you should get going, then.

Yeah. I guess I should.

Before I forget,

I have one more thing

I wanna give you.

-Is it more money?

-[chuckling] No, no,

it's not more money.

[chuckles]

It's just a little thing.

-Where did you get this?

-You gave it to me.

Wait, what's the other one?

Just me.

I left the envelope

in the bedroom

with the full amount.

I have the place till 7:00,

so you can hang out a while,

if you want to, do whatever

it is you wanna do.

[door opens]

-[car door opens]

-[door chiming]

[car door closes]

[car engine whirring]

[car drives away]

[ambient music]

[vape crackling]

[light creaking]

[bird chirping in distance]

[water gushing]

[humming softly]

When love is young

As fresh as dew

[singing indistinctly]

[humming]

-[continues singing]

When love is young

-[water running]

As fresh as dew

A song is sung

So warm and new

It winds its way

Bursts into blue

An April day

Turned into June

Plays on my mind

[sound of water fades]