Boogie Nights

[last lines]

Dirk: [practicing his lines in the mirror] I've been around this block twice now. Looking for something. A clue. I've been looking for clues and something led me back here. Yeah. So here I am. It could have been me, the one who was at Ringo's place when the shit went down. Hey. I know how it is. I've been there. We've all done bad things. We've all had those guilty feelings in our heart. I'm going to take your brain out of your head and wash it and scrub it and make it clean. I don't know. But I'm going to have to settle this. First we're going to check the hole and see what we can find. We're going to get nice and wet, and you're going to spread your legs. Oh, that's good. So you know me. You know my reputation. Thirteen inches of tough load, I don't treat you gently. That's right. I'm Brock Landers. So I'm going to be nice. So I'm going to be nice. So I'm going to be nice, I'm going to ask you one more time. Where the fuck is Ringo?

Dirk: [he stands, unzips his pants and pulls out his penis] I am a star. I'm a star, I'm a star, I'm a star. I am a big, bright, shining star. That's right.

[he rezips his pants]

Kurt Longjohn: Little Bill.

Little Bill: Hey. Kurt. What's up?

Kurt Longjohn: What's wrong with you?

Little Bill: Ah... my fuckin' wife, man, she's over there... she's got some idiot's dick in her, people standing around watching - it's a fuckin' embarassment.

Kurt Longjohn: Yeah. Yeah. I know. Anyway, listen...

Little Bill: Yeah?

Kurt Longjohn: For the shoot - I wanna talk about the look. I wanted to see about getting this new zoom lens...

Little Bill: Right.

Kurt Longjohn: I wondered if we'd be able to look into getting some more lights, too, y'know...

Little Bill: Jack wants a minimal thing...

Kurt Longjohn: Right, well, very often, minimal means a lot more photographically than I think, well... than I think most people understand...

Little Bill: I understand.

Kurt Longjohn: No, no. Hey. I know you understand, I was talking about some other people.

Little Bill: Well, I think what Jack is talking about is minimal, not really "natural", but minimal...

Kurt Longjohn: Okay... fine... I was just saying...

Little Bill: I understand...

Kurt Longjohn: 'Cause I'm trying to give each picture it's own look...

Little Bill: Can we talk about this later?

Kurt Longjohn: Oh, yeah... you have to go somewhere... or...?

Little Bill: Well, no, yeah... I mean...

Kurt Longjohn: 'Cause I was hoping to, y'know, for the shoot tomorrow, we could send Rocky down and he could pick it up...

Little Bill: Kurt.

Kurt Longjohn: No. Hey. Gotcha. You've gotta go somewhere so - hey - what the fuck? It's only the fucking photography of the movie we're talking about.

Little Bill: My fucking wife has an ass in her cock over in the driveway, alright? I'm sorry if my thoughts aren't with the photography of the film we're shooting tomorrow, Kurt, OK?

Kurt Longjohn: OK. No big deal. Sorry.