Best Lesbian Erotica 2014

MOMMY IS COMING

CAST: Lil Harlow, Maggie Tapert, Papi Coxxx, Wieland Speck, Cheryl Dunye, Jiz Lee, Judy Minx, Ocean, Sadie Lune, Stephan Kushner

INT/EXT. LOBBY – NOTABLE BERLIN CORPORATE BUILDING

DYLAN EBERHARDT (25), thick glasses, corporate sexy, high femme, silk blouse, tailored skirt suit and briefcase and large black bag, steps out of the building and into the rain. She checks her mobile phone and then looks inside her bag. We see a pearl-handled pistol. She looks at her mobile, six o’clock, just as the church bells ring six. The drops soak her blouse, advertising her nipples. She signals for and then hops into a cab. CABBY (40), a wide-eyed immigrant, is busy listening to the Berlin radio station.

INT. CAB – CONTINUOUS

Dylan and Cabby are silently lulled by the rain and the drone of the radio.

EXT. RAINY CORNER

CLAUDIA BALDWIN (35), handsome in her navy suit, stands at a red light. She looks into her black bag: dildo, condom, lube. She sees Dylan’s cab and runs toward it.

INT. CAB – CONTINUOUS

CLAUDIA jerks open the taxi door, throws in her gear, leaps into the cab.

CABBY (confused): What the…

The light changes, the car behind honks its horn, and the Cabby has to move on.

DYLAN: Who the fuck are you?

Claudia grabs Dylan by the hair, slaps her. Dylan reaches in her bag. Grabs her gun. Claudia spies the gun. Slaps Dylan hard and takes it.

DYLAN (CONT’D) (to Cabby): Call the police!

Claudia grabs Dylan by the neck and forcefully starts to kiss her against her will.

Cabby starts for her phone, then watches the action unfold in the rearview mirror. “Against her will” turns into “will” as they kiss deeply and passionately.

Claudia undresses Dylan, pulls off her blouse. She bites her nipple.

CLAUDIA: You make me so horny. I love your pussy. Dylan, I love you.

DYLAN (sultry): Shut up, Claudia, love’s got nothing to do with it. Keep that shit to yourself and let’s fuck.

Claudia takes her time.

CLAUDIA (to the cabby): Drive us through the Tiergarten.

Claudia forcefully slips one hand up Dylan’s skirt, the other around her neck.

Claudia fucks Dylan with the gun. Dylan gasps. Finally, as she’s starting to really get aroused, Claudia pulls the gun out, unzips her pants. Reveals a huge strap-on cock. She grabs safe sex stuff from her bag, then aims her cock at Dylan’s pussy.

Cabby has no choice but to watch. She gets into it. Plays with herself.

CLAUDIA (CONT’D) (hushed): Is this what you want, bitch?

DYLAN: Please…

Claudia fucks Dylan, passionately. Claudia comes. Dylan doesn’t.

CLAUDIA: Did you come too?

Dylan flashes a devilish smirk.

DYLAN: My turn. Give me your cock. I’m gonna fuck you now.

Dylan makes a flip move. The Cabby drives while watching wide eyed.

CLAUDIA: Wait a minute. I thought we said you wouldn’t fuck me until I asked for it.

DYLAN: I’m sick of waiting.

They wrestle. Dylan tops Claudia in a sexy way.

DYLAN (CONT’D): Ask for it now.

Dylan grabs the gun. Holds it to Claudia’s temple. She traces down Claudia’s jaw with it until it reaches her mouth. Dylan shoves it inside.

The Cabby looks back in awe. Swerves to the side of the road. Everyone is startled.

CABBY: I can’t have you waving guns around in my cab.

DYLAN (arguing with Cabby): It’s not loaded.

CLAUDIA (arguing with Dylan): It is for me.

DYLAN (arguing with Claudia): Well, get over yourself.

CABBY: Don’t make a mess back there. I just had this cab cleaned.

CLAUDIA (to Dylan): I just feel… afraid. I love you. I want to know that you care.

DYLAN: Oh, cut the crap. I got turned on by fucking. Make me come again.

Claudia tears open Dylan’s blouse, licks her nipples, caresses her, starts to get her off. Dylan is hot and responds immediately, starts panting. Dylan’s phone rings.

INSERT – CLOSE-UP DYLAN’S MOBILE PHONE

A beat.

BACK TO SCENE

Claudia is making love to Dylan as the phone rings and rings. Dylan is panting, kissing her—then, as she is approaching orgasm, Dylan reaches into her bag, while still receiving Claudia’s attentions, and answers the phone.

DYLAN: Hallo? (beat) (panting) Hello, Mommy.

INT. HELEN’S OFFICE – DAY

HELEN EBERHARDT (61), a shrink, with thick glasses identical to her daughter Dylan’s, sits behind a huge desk. Books by Freud, an analyst’s couch, academic degrees fill the room. Helen nervously sips wine and smoke while she fidgets with a pendant that has a PHOTO of the two of them in it.

INSERT – HELEN’S PENDANT

A photo of a miserable Dylan and a beaming Helen.

BACK TO SCENE

HELEN: Dylan… Dylan? What’s going on? Are you okay?

INTERCUT PHONE CONVERSATION BETWEEN CAB AND HELEN’S OFFICE – CONTINUOUS

Claudia is still making love to Dylan, and Dylan is still about to get off. The comedy of the scene is how Dylan manages to sound “normal.”

CLAUDIA (whispers): Hang up.

DYLAN (to Helen): Momma, of course I’m okay.

HELEN: I’m worried. No phone calls. No emails. You know I’ve been trying…

DYLAN: Mom, I’m just getting settled.

HELEN: It’s been four months since you moved to Berlin. I miss you. All I have here is your boring father who barely even talks to me anymore.

DYLAN: I know. (almost coming) Mom, this isn’t a good time.

HELEN: You never have time for me.

DYLAN (agitated): Leave me alone, Momma. You’ve always been in my business, pushing me just because you are a psychiatrist.

Claudia and the Cabby catch each other’s eyes in the mirror as Claudia is still working Dylan, and Dylan is still getting off.

DYLAN (CONT’D) (yelling): Push, push, push. How am I ever supposed to be my own woman with you constantly wanting to be in my life and for me to be just like you? Get a good job Dylan; find a nice man and settle down, Dylan. But you never stopped to think about me. About what I want.

HELEN (pauses): What’s happened to my little girl?

HELEN (anxious): You’re having an anxiety attack Dyl (pronounced “dill”). We can sort all of this out when I get there.

DYLAN: Get here? What are you talking about, Momma? Didn’t you hear me?

CABBY (to self): I heard you.

Cabby looks at Claudia impatiently.

CABBY (CONT’D): I’m turning around. I’ve got to go back to the city.

CLAUDIA (working Dylan): She’s almost there. We’re paying you.

CABBY: Trust me, friend, you’re doing more than that for me.

She turns cab around.

CABBY (CONT’D): Where do you two lovebirds want me to drop you off?

HELEN (aggressive): Quiet child! Mommy is coming… (beat)

Now tell me what’s a good hotel in Berlin? Not too expensive.

Dylan looks at the logo on Claudia’s corporate blazer.

INSERT – CLAUDIA’S BLAZER The logo reads HOTEL

PANORAMA.

She finally comes.

DYLAN: Hotel Panorama.

Exhausted, Dylan hangs up the phone.

Off Claudia, her life is a disaster.

JUMP CUT TO:

EXT. HOTEL PANORAMA – AFTERNOON

We see the marquee for HOTEL PANORAMA and pan to the street as the cab pulls up at the sidewalk. Claudia exits. Dylan doesn’t. She tosses Claudia her bags.

CLAUDIA: Aren’t you gonna come in Dyl? I’m not on for another… (looks at phone) twenty minutes.

DYLAN: No. I’m going home.

CLAUDIA: You sure you don’t want to have a coffee or something? It might be nice to just talk and…

DYLAN: Look. You just want more from me than I have to give, it’s not you it’s me, of course it is actually you—I mean, when I think of my great loves you just don’t measure up and when I think about my passionate love affairs like that one in 2008, you really don’t measure up, I mean that was hot, really hot, and I want fireworks, I want trumpets, I want trumpets or nothing and so compared to trumpets, really you are… nothing.

Claudia is clearly bruised. Stands with her mouth open.

CLAUDIA: That was brutal.

An uncomfortable exchange of looks between the two women.

DYLAN: Call me later, like in a couple of days, and we’ll see.

Dylan waves Claudia off, signals for the cab to drive on.

Claudia stands watching as it pulls away. She quickly types a text to Dylan.

INSERT – CLAUDIA’S CELL PHONE

As she types: I really love you…

BACK TO SCENE

Claudia adjusts her clothing. Rereads the message. A contemplative beat.

INSERT – CLAUDIA’S CELL PHONE

Claudia hits DELETE.

INT. HELEN’S OFFICE – AFTERNOON

HELEN: Hans! Hans!

HANS EBERHARDT (50), creeps in, frumpy and self absorbed, wearing a hideous jogging suit.

HANS: What’s the matter this time?

HELEN: Something’s wrong with Dylan.

HANS: Don’t be a drama queen. She’s fine.

HELEN: She needs me, even if you don’t.

HANS: Not this again.

HELEN: All you do all day and night is jog. It’s ridiculous. We never talk anymore. We haven’t had sex in seventy-four days.

INSERT a flash of Helen, seductive in lingerie, smiling at the foot of a bed in a room filled with candlelight. Pull back to reveal Hans in the bed trying to read his jogging magazine by candlelight. Helen turns on some romantic music, and as she climbs into bed, Hans rolls over and starts snoring.

BACK TO SCENE

HANS: I guess I’ve outgrown all of that.

HELEN: When we met in the seventies at university you were such the horny young man. Always wanting to fuck and suck. And for years Hans, we fucked like bunnies, but now you’re telling me you really have no sexual desire at all?

HANS: None. Not a thought. It’s all too much trouble. (beat) I’ll be back later.

He plugs in his iPod headphones and starts jogging out the door. Helen looks wistfully after him. Runs her hands over her neck, breast and body.

INSERT – HANS AND HELEN

A happier, sexy moment of Hans and Helen dancing sexily to tango music and kissing romantically.

BACK TO SCENE

Helen walks to the window dejected and sees Hans exit the building. Hans jogs down the block and around the corner.

EXT. SUBURBAN STREET – CONTINUOUS

Hans jogs a few meters then looks over his shoulder to see if the coast is clear. He leaps into a fancy convertible with the top down, where A HOT YOUNG WOMAN/DRAG QUEEN proceeds to rub all over his body sexily. Hans turns to the camera and flashes his signature smile.

INSERT – CLOSE ON HANS’ SMILE

A mischievous smile and sparkle of his teeth.

BACK TO SCENE

HANS: Daddy has been thinking about you all day.

Hans puts his arm around her as a SECOND HOT QUEEN drives away.

INT. HOTEL PANORAMA – LATE NIGHT

Claudia mopes at the front desk. JAY (30), laid back but quirky, enters.

JAY: What’s the matter with you?

CLAUDIA: Girl trouble.

JAY: You’re not still dating “the ice queen?” She’s hot and all but…

CLAUDIA: I know, Jay but she just won’t soften up. And what’s weird is that I think I am in love with her. I want to take it to the next level but she won’t let it happen.

JAY: You want to move in together and settle down have babies and live happily ever after?

CLAUDIA: Right.

JAY: Claudia, if I remember correctly, the last time I hung out with the two of you, Dylan was trying to get me to join you guys in a threeway.

CLAUDIA: Dylan likes sex. What’s wrong with that?

JAY: Likes sex?! Bullshit. Claudia, she can’t love and she passes it off as some kind of poly sex-o-mania. She’s not honest and it’s hurting you.

CLAUDIA: I know. And she really wants to… you know… fuck me. Up the ass.

JAY: And? What’s wrong with that? You’re queer and living in Berlin, aren’t you?

CLAUDIA: I’m just not into it. I’m sort of an old-fashioned butch if you get my drift.

JAY: Exit only?

CLAUDIA: Yeah. Something like that.

JAY: That is so… nineteen-fifties. Get over it, baby. Even straight men are taking dildos these days.

CLAUDIA: I can’t. It makes me feel weak. Jay, what can I do?

JAY: You gotta teach her a lesson.

CLAUDIA: Oh, she’d love that.

JAY: Not that kind of lesson. Every girl has a melting point. What you need is a revelation.

CLAUDIA: Easier said than done.

JAY: Well, I know of a place that might interest you. It’s a sex club.

CLAUDIA: Sex is not our problem.

JAY: Well something is. Here. (he hands her a card) It’s not what you’d expect at all. (starts to walk away) You never know where you might find the solution.

Claudia looks at the card. Turns it over. On the other side is a mirror. Claudia looks at herself. She needs a new path.

SERIES OF SHOTS – BERLIN AT NIGHT: A) Infamous / Classic Berlin (i.e., Brandenburg Gate); B) Street life; C) Queer street life.

EXT. BERLIN STREET – NIGHT

Claudia moseys down a dark street. It’s silent, only the sound of her footsteps. She sees a pink lightbulb in front of a shuttered storefront. She pauses.

There is a little dispenser under the front doorbell labeled TAKE ONE.

Claudia reaches in and pulls out a little package wrapped in mirrored paper; she opens it to find her prize is a fake mustache. She puts it on using the mirrored side of the key card as her aid. Claudia approaches the front door. Notices an eyehole, peers in; a blue eye looks back at her. Startled, she holds up her card.

INT. SEX CLUB – NIGHT

QUEER WOMEN and TRANSPEOPLE of all types are lounging, flirting, making love in a variety of turns. Only one person seems to notice her, OCEAN LEROY (35), the Host. He’s a postmodern character right out of Blue Velvet.

OCEAN: Willkommen, bienvenue, welcome, Claudia.

CLAUDIA: How did you know my name?

OCEAN: Jay told me he was sending a walking victim. Look around, does anyone else fit that description? (They both look, concur.) Let me give you a tour of Oz.

What ensues is a visit into two distinctly different scenes, moments before the money shot. No foreplay. Just passionate moments that lead up to a real orgasm.

OCEAN (CONT’D): Follow me.

Ocean opens Door Number One. They walk in as SADIE LUNE is being fucked by her entirely naked, tattooed lover, KAY. Ocean and Claudia watch them come. When she does, Sadie kisses Kay with loving gratitude. Kay receives this with joy. Claudia finds this upsetting.

OCEAN (CONT’D) (all knowing): Hard to see other people being grateful and acknowledging joy when someone is withholding that from you.

CLAUDIA: Very painful.

OCEAN: Change is always possible. Of course there are those who never learn.

Ocean indicates NW, a hustler and loser, trying to schmooze the COCKTAIL WAITRESS.

NW: Yeah, so I don’t have a place right now, staying with friends, you know I like to feel free.

COCKTAIL WAITRESS: Oh, you’re homeless.

NW: I’ve got some great job prospects and there’s this novel I want to write.

COCKTAIL WAITRESS: And unemployed.

NW: Who are you to talk?

COCKTAIL WAITRESS: Actually, I’m a neurosurgeon and I teach immigrant kids how to swim.

NW: Fuck off.

Ocean winks at his “heavy” who appears and hustles NW off the premises.

NW (CONT’D) (shouting): I’m gonna get you. I’m gonna block you all from Facebook. Just you wait!

NW is dragged away.

OCEAN: Then there are those who learn. Next.

They go to Door Number Two. Again, they stand and watch. The opposite scene ensues. Shaved-headed punk MAD KATE, leather halter and big dildo, getting a blow job from PAULA in maid’s uniform while she masturbates to orgasm. She comes, and kisses her lover with gratitude. Both are happy.

OCEAN (CONT’D): Everyone is getting the love they deserve but you.

CLAUDIA: She wants me to trust her enough to give up control.

OCEAN: I see.

CLAUDIA: But if I do that, then will she be kind? She’s always comparing me to people from the past.

OCEAN: Who are no longer in her life.

CLAUDIA: And those she hasn’t met yet.

OCEAN: Who knows if she ever will.

CLAUDIA: Yeah.

OCEAN: It’s hard to compete with people who don’t exist when you are so real and here right now.

CLAUDIA: Yeah.

OCEAN: Think about it.

Ocean saunters back into the central room. Claudia trails him. Ocean motions for a COCKTAIL WAITRESS.

OCEAN (CONT’D):

Don’t leave here the same person that you were when you came in. Look around, find something you can use in your life.

Ocean takes 2 glasses of champagne, hands one to Claudia, then puts his hand up the waitress’s skirt.

OCEAN (CONT’D): Take what you need and leave the rest.

CLAUDIA (heartfelt): I know.

INT. ROOFTOP – NIGHT

Claudia looks out at the Berlin skyline. A transguy, COLE, approaches.

COLE: I’m Cole.

CLAUDIA: Of course you are.

His lover, TORY walks over, puts his arm around Cole’s shoulder.

COLE: This is my boyfriend, Tory.

CLAUDIA: Of course he is. Why don’t you guys ever have names like Tom? It’s always Cole or Tory.

COLE: Feeling superior?

CLAUDIA: It’s that superiority that comes only from misery. (beat) I’m sorry. I’m Claud-i-… Claude.

COLE: Hi, Claude. I think you could learn something from us.

CLAUDIA: I’m sure you’re right.

Cole gives Claude a deep sex-filled look then kisses him. Hard. Claudia transforms into Claude, and lets the two transmen take control of him. To the perfect mind-transporting sound track, the trio have sex.

CUT TO:

INT/EXT. BAHNHOF – DAY

Helen arrives at the train station, lost. Makes her way to a taxi stand.

INT. CAB – MOMENTS LATER

Gets in cab with our beloved Cabby.

CABBY: Where to?

HELEN: I haven’t been in Berlin in years.

CABBY: Welcome.

HELEN: I want to have some adventures.

CABBY: Stick around awhile, my cab is filled with them.

HELEN (teary): I want to have a fling, at my age. Is that asking for too much?

Helen gives the cabby “sexy eyes” but Cabby deflects them.

CABBY: Berlin. Berlin is where dreams come true. Where to?

HELEN: Hotel Panorama.

They drive off.

SERIES OF SHOTS:

The Berlin metropolis is featured with cab in shot and/or looking out of the cab window.

INT. HOTEL PANORAMA – DAY

A transformed Claudia enters lobby and we can hardly tell that it’s her. She really looks like a dude with her mustache and masculine swagger. Sees her reflection in a mirror. She’s been up all night and feels happy; saunters over to the front desk.

JAY: Yes sir, welcome to…

CLAUDE: It’s me.

JAY: Whoa!

CLAUDE: I didn’t have time to change.

JAY: Yes you did have time to change. Look at you. (beat) Someone had a good night.

CLAUDE: Just call me Claude.

JAY: Whatever! You owe me.

Jay walks to the back, unbuttoning his uniform. Claudia bends down and digs in her backpack for a comb.

EXT. HOTEL PANORAMA – DAY

Helen emerges from the cab.

HELEN: Keep the change… baby.

She looks at herself in the plate-glass reflection. Notices that she seems defeated. She perks up. She can do it! Enters the hotel.

INT. LOBBY- HOTEL PANORAMA – CONTINUOUS

Claudia, still in drag as Claude, pops up from below the front desk.

CLAUDE/IA: Welcome to Hotel Panorama, my name is Clau-d-e.

HELEN (eyes Claude. Likes what she sees.): Claude… (flirts) Well Claude, are all the men who work here as friendly and handsome as you?

CLAUDE/IA (As Claude. Flirts back.): I think I’m one of a kind, trust me. (flashes smile) How can I help you?

HELEN (flirts): Call me Helen.

INSERT – JAY AT ANOTHER DESK

Jay stops what he’s doing, curious about the commotion. Sees Claude/ia flirting with Helen at the counter.

JAY: It’s working.

BACK TO SCENE

HELEN (flirt): What a nice hotel. I’d like a room please, for at least a week.

CLAUDE: I want to do everything I can to make your visit as comfortable and as pleasure filled as possible… Helen.

Helen smiles slyly. Delighted.

Jay smiles from the sidelines, happy his friend Claude/ia is moving on.

INT. HELEN’S HOTEL ROOM – EARLY EVENING

Clock flashes 6:00 PM. She sits on the side of her bed and tries to call Dylan. Voice mail.

HELEN: Dylan, it’s your mother. I have a big surprise. Call me.

CUT TO:

INT. DYLAN’S APARTMENT – CONTINUOUS

TEO (30), pours herself a tall drink. Teo is sexy, matter-of-fact and charming. She picks up some rope and crosses to couch. Dylan’s mobile phone rings and rings.

TEO: Who keeps calling you and why don’t you answer?

DYLAN (tightening ropes): Everyone wants something from me.

TEO: Everyone who loves you.

DYLAN: That’s not love, Teo. Trust me. It’s much more complicated than you think.

Teo hands Dylan a ball gag.

TEO: But love is complicated right? (beat) What is love anyway?

DYLAN: I haven’t a clue, do you?

TEO: I think it’s when you finally realize that the other person is real.

DYLAN: Huh? That’s bullshit, Teo. And you know it.

TEO (as though Sappho, the Poetess): Someday, stepping over the bloody corpses of the women who tried to love you, you’ll look up at the sun and poof you’ll get it. You’ll realize what damage you’ve done and weep.

CAMERA PULLS BACK to reveal X, a submissive, who sits, extensively bound and impatiently waiting for Teo and Dylan to finish their conversation.

X: I’m sorry, but aren’t we supposed to be having sex?

TEO: Bossy. Naughty. Not nice.

Dylan shoves the ball gag in X’s mouth. Teo ties X up and Dylan straps on a harness. The two proceed to tease and fuck X.

INT. HALLWAY OF DYLAN’S APARTMENT BUILDING – CONTINUOUS

Claudia, still dolled up in Claude drag, strides out of the elevator with a bouquet of beautiful flowers. Ready to confront her issues with Dylan, she firmly knocks at her front door. We can HEAR the sounds of sex coming from inside. Claudia stands at the door dumbfounded and hurt.

EXT/INT. HOTEL PANORAMA – LATER THAT NIGHT

A disappointed Claude/ia walks down the street. They hold wilted flowers. Helen approaches.

HELEN: Claude?

CLAUDE/IA: Helen.

HELEN: Why the glum look? Have you been stood up?

They enter hotel lobby.

CLAUDE/IA: How can you tell?

HELEN: Look at how disappointed you are. How sad. Only a man who cares deeply would be this sad when his lady doesn’t accept his love.

CLAUDE/IA: And what about you?

HELEN: I’m also chasing someone who doesn’t want me. Who doesn’t know how to love.

CLAUDE/IA: So, I guess we have the same problem.

A beat. They stare deeply into each other’s eyes.

HELEN (short of breath): Oh my…

CLAUDE/IA: What happened?

HELEN: I think I just got shot by Cupid’s arrow.

Helen’s phone rings. It’s Dylan. She ignores the call.

HELEN (CONT’D): Can I buy you a drink?

INT. DOOR TO HELEN’S HOTEL ROOM – LATER

Helen and Claude/ia are drunk. They flirt heavily. Helen looks him in his eyes.

HELEN: I’m so lucky right now.

CLAUDE/IA: Why is that?

HELEN: ’Cause I get to do this.

She kisses him deeply. Claude/ia reciprocates.

INT. HELEN’S HOTEL ROOM – MOMENTS LATER

Helen looks dreamily into Claude/ia’s eyes and then gets on her knees to give him a blow job.

CLAUDE/IA: No, no baby…

HELEN: Don’t you want me to suck your cock?

CLAUDE/IA (thinks quick): You’re a beauty. You deserve to be ravaged in a bed.

Claude/ia lovingly undresses Helen. He licks her nipples. He takes off her panties and smells them. Finally, touches her clit. She’s crazy hot.

HELEN: Oh my god, you’re so hot. I want you to fuck me.

CLAUDE/IA: Not yet.

HELEN (panting): Oh naughty boy. What do you have in mind…

INT. HELEN’S BED – CONTINUOUS

Claude/ia blindfolds Helen then fists her until she comes.

INT. HELEN’S BED – MOMENTS LATER

A spent Helen and Claude/ia lie in bed.

HELEN: That was amazing. What can I do for you?

CLAUDE/IA: Just sleep in my arms, my love. Just sleep.

Helen settles into the nook of Claude/ia’s arm. As Claude/ia gently strokes Helens neck, she notices Helen’s photo of herself with Hans and Dylan on the bedside table. Looks closely at it. It can’t be… no way.

A beat.

Claude/ia slips out of bed, grabs her bag, and quickly dashes to the bathroom. Helen reaches for her glasses.

HELEN: Where are you going?

CLAUDE/IA (their back to her): Toilet.

INT. HELEN’S BATHROOM – CONTINUOUS

Claude/ia splashes water on her face with uncertainty. Looks at herself in the mirror.

CLAUDE/IA: Holy shit.

Claude/ia’s phone rings. It’s Dylan. She stares at it, watches it flash. Claude/ia turns and looks deadpan/dazed into the CAMERA.

CUT TO:

INT. FRONT DESK – HOTEL PANORAMA

Claudia with the same deadpan/dazed look on her face stands with Jay behind the front desk.

JAY: So let me get this straight, you just had sex with your girlfriend’s mother.

CLAUDIA: Right.

JAY: While pretending to be a man named Claude.

CLAUDIA: Right.

JAY: Man, I mean woman, you’ve really got problems now. Take these towels to the seventh floor.

Puts a stack of towels in Claudia’s arms. Walks her to the elevator. Jay hits elevator button.

CLAUDIA: You have to help me. You’re the one who got me into this shit in the first place.

JAY: Me!

CLAUDIA: You were the one who sent me to that (sarcastic) “magical sex club.”

Elevator door opens.

JAY: But you’re the one who went there. Grow up.

Claudia, in a daze, steps into the elevator.

Jay sees Dylan outside of the hotel.

JAY (CONT’D): Dude, it’s Dyl—

Elevator door closes.

CLOSE ON DYLAN

As she enters the Hotel Lobby. She scans the room searching for Claudia. Jay watches for a moment and then nonchalantly passes her on the way back to the front desk.

DYLAN: Claudia here?

JAY: And hello to you too, Dylan.

DYLAN (Miss Attitude): Well is she?

JAY: Does it look like it?

DYLAN: She left me a million messages, and then when I tried to call her back, she won’t pick up.

JAY: She’s busy.

Dylan rolls her eyes at him and starts for the door. She hesitates. Realizing that she’s not getting what she wants, she tries a new strategy. Walks back to Jay. Smiles a little.

DYLAN: I’m sorry, Jay. I know I can be a bitch sometimes but I’m not one. Really.

JAY: Oh, turning over a new leaf?

DYLAN: Maybe.

JAY: In that case I have something for you.

He hands her a silver key card.

DYLAN: What’s this… (reads card) A new queer sex club? I’ve been to them all but never heard of this one.

JAY: I’m trying to help a friend.

DYLAN: Claudia? You sent Claudia to a sex club without me?

Jay stares blankly at her.

DYLAN (CONT’D): What’s your game, Jay?

JAY: What am I looking for? No games. Just looking for someone to fall in love with.

DYLAN: What’s your type?

JAY: I like confused girls. Someone who has no idea of what they want.

DYLAN: Sounds boring.

Dylan turns her back and exits.

EXT. CURBSIDE – HOTEL PANORAMA – CONTINUOUS

Dylan feverishly taps away at her cell.

INT. BATHROOM HELEN’S HOTEL ROOM – DAY

Helen, well fucked, sings to herself as she brushes her hair. Her phone rings. She answers.

HELEN: Dylan? (listens) Yes, I’m in Berlin, I’m at the Hotel Panor—(listens) What’s the matter? You sound upset. (listens) Don’t worry, darling. Mommy is coming.

EXT OR INT. BERLIN CAFE – DAY

We pan across the cadre of Berliners until we see Helen and Dylan. They’re already at a standoff, each one silently pouts as she eats her food.

DYLAN: I can’t believe you came all this way to check up on me.

HELEN: Dylan, I am your mother. I care about what happens to you.

DYLAN: Mom, you have to trust me. I’m a big girl now. I can take care of myself.

HELEN: Okay. A change of subject then. (beat) Tell me about your job.

DYLAN: Well, um, I’m an assistant marketing associate.

HELEN: So, what are your responsibilities?

Helen pokes at her salad.

DYLAN: I have to review reports filed by consultants.

HELEN: Then what?

DYLAN (losing confidence): Then I have to write evaluations.

Helen stares disapprovingly.

DYLAN (CONT’D): Then we have meetings to discuss the reports and evaluations.

Helen annoyingly clicks her spoon on her wineglass.

DYLAN (CONT’D): Then we discuss clients… their needs and their accounts.

HELEN: Have you met any nice men?

DYLAN: Momma.

HELEN: There are so many beautiful men in this city. You haven’t met anyone you like?

DYLAN: There is someone.

Helen smiles.

DYLAN (CONT’D): But they want too much from me.

Helen, thinking of herself, turns up the motherly charm.

HELEN: My darling little Dylan, let’s not forget the number one lesson. When you find a man who’s in love with you, you have to be flexible. Give into their wishes every once in a while. It can’t all be always about you.

As Helen proceeds to dump improvised motherly advice on her, Dylan thinks she sees Claude/ia at the bar.

HELEN (CONT’D): Don’t throw love out the window.

INSERT – CLAUDE/IA AT THE BAR

They turn their face toward the camera and it’s someone else.

BACK TO SCENE

HELEN (looks to the bar): What are you looking at?

DYLAN: Nothing.

CUT TO:

SERIES OF SHOTS: A) Dylan reflective and on the verge of a breakdown in her apartment, kicks Teo and X out the door. She looks sad and disjointed; B) Helen reflective and on the verge while at a museum (sees older couples in love); C) Claudia alone at work, takes out her mustache. She stares at it then tosses it to the ground.

EXT. BERLIN STREET – NIGHT

Dylan huffs down the street in a leopard pants suit. She’s a hot mess. She stomps up to the door of the club and enters.

INT. SEX CLUB – NIGHT

Dylan looks around the room for Claudia and runs straight into Ocean.

OCEAN: Dylan.

DYLAN (defensive): Do I know you?

OCEAN: What matters is that I know you. I am the Master here. And your pleasure is at my bidding. So shut the fuck up.

DYLAN: Okay.

He leads her into the central room.

OCEAN: Spirits?

DYLAN: I don’t need a drink. What I need is a distraction. Where is the action at?

OCEAN: What are you looking for?

Dylan scans the room again.

DYLAN: Trouble.

OCEAN: I can’t hear you. Speak up girl. You want trouble?

DYLAN: Yeah.

Ocean leads Dylan to a doorway. Teo and X are having a rough scene. X is about to tie Teo up and Dylan pushes her way into the room. She looks X dead in the eyes and sticks her hands out.

INT. SEX ROOM AT THE BAR – MOMENTS LATER

Dylan and X play out a rough sex scene. Dylan is forced to give head and gags on dildo/cock, et cetera. Dylan tries to “top from the bottom” but never really gets the upper hand. Ball-gagged, she gets fucked with a dildo, really rough and heartlessly.

INT. SEX ROOM – LATER

Spent, Dylan is alone. She takes out her phone. Sends a text to Helen.

INSERT – DYLAN’S MOBILE

Mommy, I need to see you. Where are you? She deletes the word Mommy and types in Claudia. Hits SEND.

INT. HOTEL ROOM – EVENING

Helen lies next to Claude/ia. The two are fully dressed. Both stare at the ceiling.

HELEN: Let me touch you. You won’t let me touch you.

CLAUDE/IA: Not tonight. Lets just lie next to each other.

HELEN: This is not how I want to spend our last night together.

CLAUDE/IA (sitting up): You’re leaving?

HELEN: I need to work things out at home. My husband and I have to talk. And my daughter… well, I don’t know if she’s going to be all right but I have to let her go.

Claude/ia tenses up.

HELEN (CONT’D): But let’s forget all of my drama and get into a little of it here and now. (beat) I want to suck that sweet cock of yours then have you bring it deep inside me.

Helen kisses him long and softly. So soft that he melts a little.

CLAUDE/IA: Really?

HELEN (dreamy): Yeah.

Claude/ia pulls away.

Forgot the dildo.

CLAUDE/IA: How about I fuck first then drinking… I mean a drink first and then fucking.

HELEN (confused): What?

Claude/ia leaps out of bed.

CLAUDE/IA: Remember I’m a charmer. I’ll be right back with the champagne.

She runs out of the room.

SERIES OF SHOTS: A) Claude/ia runs past Jay at front desk. B) Claude/ia grabs bag with sex toys from back room.

CLAUDE/IA: (to self) Strap-on, lube, condom, all there.

C) Claude/ia searches through wine rack for a bottle of champagne.

EXT. CURBSIDE HOTEL PANORAMA – SAME

Cabby rolls up to the curb. Dylan and Teo are in back, Dylan has a faraway, pensive look on her face.

TEO: Now what’s wrong? Aren’t we going to Kate’s party? X will be there.

DYLAN: I’ll only be a second. Come on.

She hands over the fare and Dylan and Teo exit. Dylan’s wallet falls to the floor of the cab.

INT. LOBBY, HOTEL PANORAMA- CONTINUOUS

DYLAN: Five minutes.

Dylan walks off. Teo gives a pissed look and flops down in a chair in the hotel lobby. Teo takes out her mobile and starts to text. Jay walks through the hotel lobby. He notices Teo. What a beauty.

JAY: Hello.

Jay smiles at her and Teo smiles at Jay.

INT. ELEVATOR – HOTEL PANORAMA – CONTINUOUS

Claude/ia anxiously pushes at the buttons. Dylan approaches.

DYLAN: Claudia…? What are you done up like that for?

CLAUDE/IA: Ahhh… Jay. He’s taking me out to a…

DYLAN (disappointed): Sex club?

CLAUDE/IA: Right.

DYLAN: Forget Jay and the club, you look hot. Let’s go to a room and make love. You got my texts, right?

CLAUDE/IA: Of course. Of course.

INSERT – CLAUDIA’S MOBILE PHONE

On night table next to Helen.

INT. LOBBY – HOTEL PANORAMA – CONTINUOUS

JAY: Everything okay?

TEO: Just trying to solve all my problems at once.

JAY: Maybe I can help. What’s on your mind?

TEO (rapid): Like I really love being a sex worker but it is also kind of boring and depressing, but it’s okay and you know, good… sometimes. I mean what is love anyway? I mean I want to live with someone, but then I was thinking about having a baby, but I really want to be alone… you know? Like I really want to be an actress, but maybe I should go back to school but who wants to do that, right? Or maybe something else, right?

JAY: Absolutely.

TEO: I used to know what I want but lately I have no idea what I want anymore. I’m so confused, but that’s okay, isn’t it?

Jay’s in love. He turns to the CAMERA and smiles.

TEO (CONT’D): I can’t stand commitment but I want stability… (a beat)

They exchange looks of meaningful connection. Jay takes Teo’s hand and they kiss. Or INSERT a flash scene of them fucking.

INT. ELEVATOR – HOTEL PANORAMA – CONTINUOUS

Dylan moves to Claudia. She kisses her long and softly. So soft, it melts her.

DYLAN: We’ll get a room and have makeup sex. Whatever you want. I want to please you.

She kisses her again. Sees sex toys in bag.

DYLAN (CONT’D): You did get my message, didn’t you?

CLAUDIA (lying): No. I mean yes.

Claudia looks at her wide eyed. Think quick.

CLAUDIA (CONT’D): You know what…

Claudia moves in close to her. Kisses her hard.

CLAUDIA (CONT’D): How’s about whatever you want.

DYLAN: You’re kidding?

Claudia fakes an honest smile.

CLAUDIA: Do I look like I’m kidding?

Claudia gives her signature smile. The elevator doors open. Claudia quickly leads Dylan to the room across the hall from Helen. She pushes Dylan inside, turns and makes an exasperated face at Helen’s door.

CLAUDIA (CONT’D): I’ll be right back. I have to… tell Jay to go on without me.

DYLAN: Why don’t you just call him?

CLAUDIA: Ahhh… I left my mobile at the front desk.

DYLAN: Well use the house phone.

Claudia can’t think of an answer. She walks out of the room. The door slams shut. A beat. Dylan walks to bed. She stares at it. A beat. She frantically rips all the bedding off the mattress. She starts to undress.

INT. HELEN’S HOTEL ROOM – SAME

Helen is spread out on the bed in a sexy black leather number as Claude/ia enters.

HELEN: What took you so long, lover? (beat) I’m all yours.

Claude/ia sets the champagne on the night table and grabs her phone.

CLAUDE/IA (OFF CAMERA): Dim all the lights and put on the blindfold. (takes off Helen’s glasses) I’ll be right out.

HELEN: But I want to see you face-to-face as you make love to me.

CLAUDE/IA: Well I want to fuck you doggie-style and rough.

HELEN: I do like the sound of that, you nasty boy. And I wanna fuck you too.

Claude/ia makes a beeline for the bathroom.

INT. HELEN’S BATHROOM – CONTINUOUS

Shaken, Claude/ia takes off her pants and puts on her harness. She splashes water on her face. Big sigh.

CLAUDE/IA (to self): Like mother, like daughter but damn… (looks in mirror) You can do this.

INT. FRONT DESK – HOTEL PANORAMA – CONTINUOUS In a LONG SHOT we see the Cabby as she approaches the FRONT DESK CLERK and mumbles something while making a gesture with the wallet, Dylan (tall, shapely, et cetera). The DESK CLERK mumbles something back and motions to the elevator.

BLACK – HELEN’S ROOM – CONTINUOUS

Claude/ia bangs into stuff as she makes her way to the door.

HELEN (OFF CAMERA): Claude… what sort of game is this? Claude?

CLAUDE/IA (OFF CAMERA): It’s called “in a minute.”

HELEN: What?

CLAUDE/IA: In a minute. I’ll be back in a minute.

HELEN: But you just…

Claude/ia makes a quick exit.

INT. HALLWAY – CONTINUOUS

A half-dressed Claudia dashes across the hall and into…

INT. DYLAN’S HOTEL ROOM – CONTINUOUS

A totally nude Dylan gives Claude/ia a playful sexy look as she approaches her. Grabs the full shaft of the strap-on. Strokes it.

DYLAN: You won’t be needing that will you, sailor?

She wrestles the harness off of Claude/ia.

Helen calls from across the hall.

HELEN (OFF CAMERA) (we can hardly make it out): Claude!

DYLAN: Who was that?

CLAUDIA (to Dylan): I have to deliver something to the guest across the hall. I’ll be right back.

DYLAN: Oh no you don’t. Not so fast. You’re not gonna get away from me until I get a piece of you.

As Dylan puts the harness and dildo on herself, Claude/ia runs out of the room.

DYLAN (CONT’D): I get it. We’re playing “in a minute” right?

Dylan jumps to the chase. Her glasses fall off but she follows anyway.

We see the hallway from her new POV. Very blurry.

INT. HALLWAY – CONTINUOUS

The elevator doors open and the Cabby, holding Dylan’s wallet, sees a half-dressed Claude/ia run across the hall. A beat. A nude Dylan wearing a dildo and harness follows. Cabby stares wide eyed. A beat. The elevator doors close.

INT. HELEN’S HOTEL ROOM – CONTINUOUS

The room is dimly lit. Claude/ia runs into the bathroom and closes the door.

DYLAN: Pssst…

HELEN: Come here…

Dylan enters, groping the walls.

HELEN (CONT’D): Mmmm, baby, now…

Dylan adjusts her cock and gropes through the near darkness and feels what she thinks is Claudia but is really Helen, on all fours. She mounts her. They slowly get into it. As Helen moans, Dylan is overcome by romantic feelings.

DYLAN: Ahh… yes…

INT. HELEN’S BATHROOM – CONTINUOUS

Claude/ia listens at the door. Sweating bullets and freaking out.

INT. HELEN’S HOTEL ROOM – CONTINUOUS

Helen and Dylan are both moaning with pleasure. Both whispering.

DYLAN: Harder…

HELEN: Yes…

DYLAN: Good.

HELEN: Yes… yes.

They get into it.

INT. HELEN’S ROOM – CONTINUOUS

Claude/ia bursts into the room. Turns on lights. Helen takes off the blindfold. Dylan and Helen look at her.

DYLAN: Claudia?

Claude/ia stares at the scene.

HELEN: Claude?!

DYLAN: Claude? Claudia.

Claude/ia looks away but…

HELEN: Claudia?

Claude/ia giggles nervously. Dylan still has her cock inside Helen.

Dylan and Helen look at each other. They are shocked.

HELEN (CONT’D): Dylan!

DYLAN: Mommy!

A knock at the door. It opens. It’s the Cabby who goes unnoticed.

CLAUDE/IA: Helen?

DYLAN: Helen?!

A beat then… Dylan dismounts.

CLAUDE/IA: (sorry) Dylan. (then) Helen.

Long pause. The trio finally notice the Cabby. They all turn to him.

CABBY: Don’t look at me, I’m just here to return her… (points at Dylan) wallet.

DISSOLVE TO:

INT/EXT. BAHNHOF/Train station – DAY

Helen, Claudia and Dylan exchange good-byes on the train platform.

Helen gives wisdom and love, comedy.

HELEN: Well, I won’t be telling your father anything about this.

CLAUDIA: Maybe you should. It might help.

HELEN: I’ll think about it. (to Dylan) Darling, there is something I want to tell you.

DYLAN (impatient adolescent sigh): Yes, Mommy?

HELEN: The person who is right there in front of you is the only one who matters. That is your real life.

DYLAN: Okay.

HELEN: I want you to have a real life.

DYLAN: Okay.

HELEN: You deserve it.

A teary-eyed Helen boards the train. Dylan and Claudia watch as it departs.

CLAUDIA: So, now what?

Dylan gives Claudia a sly look.

DYLAN (overcome): I… I…

CLAUDIA: You’re sorry?

DYLAN: No. But I…

CLAUDIA: You want to be kinder and more loving to me?

DYLAN: Not exactly, but…

CLAUDIA: You figured out that I’m the person who is here for you right now.

DYLAN: Yes.

They kiss.

DYLAN (CONT’D): Now can I fuck you?

CLAUDIA: Now can I trust you?

DYLAN (big intake of breath): Yes.

CLAUDIA: Sometimes it pays to listen to your mother.

They kiss under very romantic nineteen-forties movie music, maybe with their embrace dissolving into a heart-shaped frame like in the olden days.