- Previously on "Submission..."
- That's my book.
- I'm sorry. I was just skimming through it.
- You were drooling.
- You don't strike me as a girl that likes to read smut.
- Men have become these like passive little boys.
- Oh, have they?
- When you get back, you have to have the talk.
I'm slowly dying here without you.
- Sometimes losing control has its own kind of power.
- Dillon just put Chelsea in her car
handcuffed and blindfolded.
- Dude, it's Dillon.
- I told you she's into some freaky shit.
- Let's begin.
♪
- Oh!
♪
[ unzips pants ]
♪
[ both moan ]
- Yeah. Yeah.
Yeah!
♪
- Last night was fun.
- Yeah. Rafe, there's customers.
♪
- There's one customer, and we can go in the back.
- Stop.
- What's wrong?
- I don't want to talk about this stuff at work.
- We could talk about it at my place later.
♪
I'll be right back.
- [ sighs ]
♪
Good morning.
- Oh, yes, it is.
- Why? What happened?
- Rafe was pulling out of the driveway
when I got home this morning.
- Looks like the good girl had a bad girl night.
- It's not what you think.
- It's exactly what we think.
- Was it that big?
- It was...fine.
- Fine?
- Yeah, it was just fine.
- Fine is shit.
Fine is not what you need right now.
I want every horrific detail,
but first I gotta go pee.
Get me a coffee?
- You didn't tell her, did you?
- About what?
- The surprise party.
- Oh. No, I wouldn't do that.
- Because she was asking if the three of us
wanted to hang on Saturday,
so I thought maybe she suspected something.
- No, I would never do that.
I know how to keep a secret.
- Good to know. Too bad Rafe doesn't.
What can I get you?
- Yeah, can I get a medium sugar free mocha
with almond milk?
- I need to take this.
Please tell me you sent the check.
- Oh, that's nice.
No "Hello. How have you been?"
- Hi, Vincent. How are you?
- Put it on speaker.
- Good. Getting by.
- That's great.
- And no, I haven't sent it.
The apartment doesn't give back security deposits
till both people move out,
so I'll have to write you a personal check.
- Okay. And when will that be?
- Um, let me see.
Um, hold on just a second.
- What am I holding on for?
- I wanna check
and see when my next commission check is going through.
My wifi's really slow for some reason.
♪
- Dude, get off the phone.
You have to tell me what happened.
- Okay. Shh, shh.
Hey, do you just wanna call me back?
- No, not really.
Hang on.
The page is opening now.
Oh, my God, I'm gonna cum.
- Keep her on the phone.
- Okay, well, I have to go. I'm at work.
- You know what? I can get you the money by next week.
- Okay, great. I will text you my address.
- Don't let her hang up.
- Wait, wait, wait. One more thing.
- What? He's being super annoying.
- Who, Rafe? - No. Shh.
- The couch we bought.
- Yeah, what about it?
- Do you want it or...
- Cum inside me. - No, it's fine.
You can just keep it.
- Oh, my God.
- What?
- Oh, my God.
- Vincent, I said you could keep the couch.
- You're making me wait for Vincent?
- What?
- Oh! [ moans ]
- Oh, my God. He's crying.
- Seriously?
- [ moans ]
♪
- Vincent, listen, I know we didn't end on the best of terms,
and, you know, I really do wish you nothing but happiness.
- I know. I know.
- Send me the check whenever you can, okay?
Okay.
Wow. He is not taking the breakup well.
[ indistinct conversations ]
♪
- Hi!
How are you?
♪
Ash.
- Excuse me just one sec.
- Oh, sure.
♪
- Ash, these are my bosses, Scarlet and Tomas.
- Oh, it's very nice to meet you.
- Our pleasure.
- I've heard wonderful things.
- Not from Jules, I'm sure.
- Shut up. You know I love you.
- Cranberry vodka? - Please.
♪
- Birthday girl, show me where the bar is.
♪
- Better watch out.
I'm going to steal your husband away.
♪
- Jules just adores you.
- Well, she is the best.
- I will scold her
for not telling me how beautiful you are.
- Oh, that's very nice of you to say.
- And very honest.
I'd love to photograph you sometime.
Do you model?
- Oh, I used to a little bit in high school,
but not anymore.
- Would you take your clothes off?
- So how was Fuckit?
- Do you even care?
- Not particularly.
- So why would you ask?
♪
- Because pretending like I care
gets me further with you than honesty.
- You're drunk.
- Not drunk enough.
- It's not nudity in the exploitative sense.
It's erotic art.
- Either way, I don't take off my clothes
in front of cameras.
- Think about it. It's liberating.
And I won't even keep the digital pictures.
And you can pose with Jules.
She's been begging me to shoot her.
I think she likes the idea
of her pictures hanging in our living room.
- I bet she does.
♪
Could you excuse me for just one second?
- Of course.
♪
- No more hiding from Rafe.
- I wasn't.
- Dude, I am not blind.
- I can't help it.
It's just that work has been so awkward.
It's like a nightmare.
- You're making it a nightmare.
What's the worst that could happen?
He fucks you again,
and then maybe this time you like it. Boom.
- Yeah, or just makes it more awkward
because I don't know how I feel about him.
- Don't overthink it.
Just play it cool,
especially if there's a chance you like him.
- Maybe you should play it cool.
- What?
- "Better watch out.
I might steal your husband away."
Really, Jules? - What?
- You're parading him around right in front of her.
- Ashley.
- And she is so sweet and she really likes you.
[ door opens ]
- Oh, sorry.
- Have at it, guys.
Somebody at this party should be getting laid.
[ girl chuckles ]
I was not parading him around.
- Yes, you were, and if you're not careful, Scarlet's--
- Birthday girl!
Get your ass in the kitchen.
The girls are doing Jager shots. Come on.
- We're not finished talking about this.
♪
- What are your "hard no's?"
- "Hard no's" are a copout.
- I totally agree.
- Beg for the pain, don't shy away from it.
- Exactly.
- Can I get you another shot?
- You know all the right things to say, don't you?
♪
This is a party.
No more maid service.
♪
- Mm-mm. You are so fucking sexy.
- I wasn't trying to be.
- I think that is the best part.
♪
- Happy birthday to the baddest bitch I know.
♪
- Halfway to 50.
- And you've got a whole lifetime
of amazing sex ahead of you.
- She's got to find someone first.
- She'll find someone.
- Well, I haven't found someone.
- Yeah, but there are a whole slew of reasons
you're still single.
- You're such a bitch.
- Can I talk to you privately?
- No more shots without me, ladies.
- Never.
♪
- Somebody's in trouble.
- Uh-huh.
- I've got a girl for you.
- Is it her?
- Ashley? No, she's--
- Dangerous.
- In a relationship.
- [ chuckles ]
That never stopped us before.
- She's also off limits.
- I decide who's off limits.
♪
- So you're stealing my husband away, are you?
- You know I'd never do that.
I might steal you away, though.
♪
God, I fucking missed you.
- We have to be careful.
- It's my birthday and I want you.
♪
- Happy birthday.
- I'm down for anything.
You decide. The dirtier the better.
- Nothing's off limits.
- You set the rules. I obey them.
♪
- If you'll excuse me for one moment.
♪
- I'm sorry.
Elliott's version of foreplay is leaving women hanging.
♪
- Hey, why are you being like this?
- Because I'm not in the mood.
- Stop being so shy. You weren't shy the other night.
- No, Rafe.
- Weren't you the one
that said aggression was a lost art form?
- This is not what I meant by that.
- Hey, let her go.
♪
- Who the fuck are you, the hall monitor?
This party's got a hall monitor?
- I'll stand here all night,
but I'm not leaving her alone with you.
♪
- You're way too fucking sober.
I'm grabbing you a beer.
♪
[ knock knock knock ]
- You okay?
- Yeah. He's usually a pretty nice guy.
He's just--
- Drunk.
I'm Elliott, by the way.
- Ashley.
♪
- Is this your room?
- Yeah.
It's kind of a mess.
- I don't mind a mess.
♪
That's quite an interesting book you've got over there.
♪
- It was for a book club.
- Ah.
Who was your favorite character?
- You've read it?
♪
- I have.
- I don't believe you.
- It's true.
- Well, what did you think?
Most men think it's just smut.
- What's wrong with smut?
- Exactly.
Um...
Mara. Mara was my favorite character.
- She was quite the contradiction.
She was demure, but very powerful.
- She had no idea how powerful.
♪
You know, most men just make fun of it,
but, you know, Keats really understands
the complexities of female sexuality.
And I can't believe I just said that
to a complete stranger.
- Why?
- You know, I read online somewhere
that Keats is probably a woman, which is heartbreaking because--
- He's very much a man.
- How do you know that?
- Because I'm him.
- [ laughs ] Oh, you're Nolan Keats.
- Yes.
It's my pen name.
- I don't believe you.
- Give me your phone.
♪
- Why?
- Just trust me.
♪
[ cell phone rings ] Let it go to voicemail.
♪
[ ring ]
Woman: You've reached the voicemail of Nolan Keats.
Please leave a message.
- How'd you get his number?
- You still don't believe me.
- No. Nobody knows who he is.
- A few do, and now you're one of them.
♪
- Why would you tell me? You don't even know me.
- I'm a pretty good judge of character.
I'm fairly certain I can trust you.
If you still need proof, I can give it to you.
- How?
- Well, you two look like you're up to no good.
- I was just heading to the bathroom.
- Well, it's not in Ashley's bedroom.
It's down the hall.
- It was nice meeting you.
- Jules is looking for you.
- Okay.
- And your boyfriend puked on the front lawn.
- He's not my boyfriend.
♪
- Jules.
- But it's complicated.
There's all these entanglements,
the fucking photography business,
a condo with these exotic plants.
It's like you can't get married anymore
without having all these commitments.
- Well, that's what marriage is, Jules: commitments.
- I didn't set out to break up a marriage.
♪
I didn't even make the first move.
I was just driving us to this photography place,
and the next thing I know,
she's feeling me up at a stoplight
and I have no idea--
- Uh--
She?
- Scarlet.
- I thought you were having an affair with Tomas.
- [ laughs ]
Dude, are you fucking kidding?
The guy's a total douche.
- Well, how was I supposed to know?
You're hanging on him all night and--
♪
Wait a minute.
Does this mean you're gay?
- I don't like labels.
- [ chuckles ]
♪
- It's not a perfect fit.
♪
- Come here.
- ♪ Ain't much left to talk about... ♪
- Turn around.
- ♪ And I'm talking to myself... ♪
Looks good to me.
Put your foot here.
- ♪ Fit to kill... ♪
- Tonight is all about roleplay.
- I like roleplay.
- ♪ Don't look at me... ♪
- I want you to be a virgin, an innocent girl.
- ♪ So surprised ♪
♪ Don't look at me ♪
- ♪ Don't look at me ♪
- ♪ Don't pretend you can't see tears in my eyes ♪
♪ Well, I don't know ♪
♪ When you became my perfect stranger ♪
♪ I tried to hold you close ♪
♪ But you still slipped away ♪
♪ And I don't see ♪
♪ How I'm a part of your tomorrow ♪
- Lean over.
[ smack ]
- [ moans ]
- ♪ Part of your today ♪
♪
- I was watching you all night.
♪
She was so demure. She was so demure.
♪ Part of your today ♪
♪
- You feel amazing.
- Shh. You'll ruin this for me.
♪
Stay right there.
[ moaning ]
♪
Thank you, Ashley.
- ♪ Stop wasting both our time ♪
♪ I don't know ♪
♪ When you became my perfect stranger ♪
♪ I tried to hold you close ♪
♪ But you still slipped away ♪
♪ And I don't see ♪
♪ How I'm a part of your tomorrow ♪
♪ When I'm not even part of your today ♪
♪ Part of your today ♪
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