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Julia.
Sorry I'm a bit early. The train...
Are you kidding me?
Earlier the better. Come in, please.
I'm ready for you, okay?
Can I take your coat?
So this is the pad. It's...
what happens when your dad
is the leading celebrity sports surgeon.
Is there anything I can get you?
Champagne?
Perfect.
Feel free to look around, alright?
I'm sorry it took me so long to call.
You know, after... ambulatory,
I went straight into the OR
for the last couple months and...
Holy Christ.
I mean, talk about a nightmare.
I don't ever remember
being on my feet that long...
and...
the blood, I mean...
that's somethin' I could do without.
How do you stand it?
- What?
- The blood.
How do you stand all that blood? I mean...
I think I fainted every day
the entire first week.
Guess it doesn't bother me that much.
At least I know I'll never be my dad.
I'm sorry, I'm bumblin' all over here.
It's just...
you know, the moment
I saw you standing there...
in your scrubs, lookin' all...
sweet, and...
I couldn't stop thinkin' about you.
So here's to the holy grail of champagne.
Shipwrecked 1907 Heidseick...
and to you.
One more before we go?
Oh, boy.
Let's go.
- Come on, let's get the fuck outta here.
- Alright, alright, I got it, I got it.
Come on, the fuckin' tide
will take her, let's go.
The fuckin' tide'll take her, come on.
Let's go.
A vodka.
A glass. Fill it.
Haven't seen you here before.
Are you new to the area or...
Thank you.
My child...
did I not warn you?
Should you, at any time,
take matters into your own hands,
there will be severe consequences?
Julia?
Yes?
I suppose you enjoyed
your impromptu little week off.
Yes, thanks.
You don't think some sort
of explanation's in order?
There was a family crisis, I couldn't...
Oh. Sorry, I didn't know, I had no idea.
Is everything alright?
Excuse me, Dr. Lin? Yael Frankel?
Yes, of course, Yael, come in.
Please, have a seat.
So...
I wanna look like her.
Well, what's wrong with the way you look?
If I have to wake up one more day
like this, I'm going to kill myself.
Like clockwork.
Lady Snowblood.
You don't know who Lady Snowblood is.
Born... for revenge.
It's on the house.
I'm not kidding.
- You're not kidding about what?
- It's like she's on a fuckin' miracle drug.
You'd think she had grown a dick.
Whoa. Wait a second,
what does that even mean?
- You gotta have a dick in order to feel good?
- All I'm saying is...
the way she's strutting around,
you'd think she strapped one on.
She's breakin' guy's balls all over.
Yeah, cause only a big fuckin' dick
can break a set of balls.
Who said anything about big fuckin' dicks?
You gotta quit stuffin' socks
down your pants, bitch.
No, no, no, fuck that.
Homegirl was raped,
and now she's pullin' herself together and
you gotta associate that with a fuckin' dick?
- Fuck you.
- So, she is taking something?
Or is this therapy thing for real?
Load of ass, if you ask wanna ask me.
Well, from what I understand...
the therapy's quite unique.
Vastov? He only takes
the most extreme cases.
Sexual assault, rape...
and the therapy itself...
involves physically taking our power back
from the ones who stole it.
Seduction, blood, vengeance.
Oh, sorry.
Please.
Treat yourself.
I, uh...
couldn't help overhearing you in the bar.
The therapy.
Is it real?
I was raped.
You're looking for me.
Who are you?
I'm Sadie.
May I?
Yeah.
He'll like you.
But tell me, did you go to the police?
Did you report what happened to you?
It's real.
He can help you.
That's why I need a dermatologist
to have them removed from my back.
- And where is it?
- Right by my shoulder.
Sorry, my shoulder blade.
There were four of them.
The one, he...
Dr. Malone, Piers...
is on rotation in plastic surgery.
He seemed so nice.
That's the first time
anyone's been so nice to me.
You like that huh?
Look at her fuckin' eyes, she's beautiful.
Hey, in case ya hadn't figured it out...
succinylcholine.
She can feel all of it...
but you can't move a muscle.
Let me see that.
No.
Adam.
Adam!
Where'd you find her?
- Where'd you find her?
- What difference does it make?
- She's a fuckin' nurse.
- She's a goddamn whore!
Fuck this.
Fuck that tight ass fuckin' bitch,
She ain't no fuckin' nurse, she's a fuckin'
whore. She's a fuckin' whore.
Get in there.
It's your turn.
I said alright.
That's it. That's it.
Fuck her like you fucking mean it.
Fuck her like you fucking mean it.
Julia.
I understand you never went to the police.
And... did you document any of this?
The marks.
Go to the hospital?
May I ask why?
I want those men to suffer.
If personal revenge
is what you're after...
I'm sorry, I can't help you.
Making it personal will keep you
in a victim mindset...
and will prevent you from healing.
Julia. Julia.
Please understand we will still tackle
the problem in the physical world.
We will cut it at its root,
but in a manner that helps you
transcend the ego
and brings you true and lasting freedom,
where I can assure you,
no one will ever hold power
over you again.
There are, however, some conditions
you should be aware of,
in case you choose to proceed.
You will need to give yourself over,
completely, to my methods,
and should you, at any time,
take matters into your own hands,
you must realize
there will be severe consequences.
Do you understand?
Your training starts now.
Sit.
You wanna be a little girl
your whole life?
Sit down.
You got contacts, I hope.
They weren't prescription.
Don't be mistaken.
You are perfect as you are.
We all are.
But to lure them...
we play society's little game.
Painted face...
mask...
complete denial...
of our creatureliness.
You're stunning.
You don't need me to tell you that.
We want the ones who think
the world revolves around them.
Their bank accounts,
their puny little dicks.
The pseudo-macho corporate types who...
pop Viagra pills on the sly.
We want the ones with their lady friends.
See, they'll follow without letting on.
Now listen,
no one can see you make your move.
When you exit, you exit alone.
Observe.
Wait for it.
Wait for it.
Now.
Usually, we make them follow us outside...
but just for show.
Shot of vodka.
I can get that for ya.
Make that two shots.
Hey, so, what's your name?
Okay.
Look, you don't wanna talk to him.
You don't want any direct contact.
People see you together,
you become a liability.
And you don't walk right up next to him.
Hey.
You little slut.
You wanna piece of this guy, huh?
Sick bastard!
Fuck you, what the fuck are you doing?
What the fuck do you think you're doing?
I didn't do nothin', I swear.
- I saw you!
- It's nothin', baby, please.
She would stand there watching...
as the pig breathed down on me...
and it was my fault.
He wanted me more than her.
His own wife?
My mother.
She's the one who told everyone.
Friends, school.
Julia is a whore.
Julia is a whore.
Julia is a whore.
Was that the first time you cut yourself?
- You never thought to...
- Kill myself?
But I didn't.
And it wasn't out of... fear.
It was something else.
It's like I...
it's like I knew...
I was meant for something, something...
majestic.
The next stage of your therapy
will be recorded.
In part, so we don't lose sight
of the clinical nature
of the proceedings,
but also for insurance purposes.
Some patients, they...
struggle with the ramifications.
You'll forgive me for not going
into more detail at this time...
but don't worry.
Sadie will be there to guide you.
- Good.
- There is one other thing.
Yes?
I saw one of them.
Adam.
I think he was looking for me.
What do you think he wants?
Forgiveness.
How does that make you feel?
Julia? Fantasizing about the past,
blaming others for what's happened to you,
goes against what we're doing here.
It is imperative
that you not make it personal.
I can only say that would be
a very dangerous path.
Are we clear on this?
Close the door, there's a draft.
What are you, like...
Cinderella or something?
Come to me.
I want you inside me.
Oh... Oh, my God, I'm gonna cum.
Oh, wait, I'm gonna cum.
Oh, shit, I'm gonna cum.
What the fuck? Oh, my God! What the fuck?
Why don't we go ahead
and cut it out right now?
- Sorry, I should've...
- Yeah, nice of you to join us, Julia.
Here just in time to help remove a mole
from Mr. Gordon's back.
Julia.
Julia.
Scrub up.
She ain't no fuckin' nurse, she's a fuckin'
whore. She's a fucking whore.
Okay.
Easy as pie.
Now Julia will see to it that you're
left without so much as a scar.
Adam.
It's Julia.
- Julia, are you there?
- Yes.
- Fuck, I can't believe it's you.
- I know.
I really wanted to talk to you.
I didn't mean to...
show up at your office like that,
I just...
I wasn't sure if you'd see me.
Ever since that night,
I haven't stopped thinking about you.
Something... I don't know,
something in me changed.
Is there a chance we could...
meet just to talk?
Please?
Fuck.
Sorry.
- What the fuck?
- What?
What is this?
- It's nothing.
- What the fuck?
- It's just a little blood.
- So why is it all over your fucking coat?
You can't go out on your own,
it doesn't work like that.
Didn't he tell you?
Julia, what did you?
I work in a plastic surgeon's office.
People bleed.
So I missed a little, so what?
Forgive me?
I need you to listen to me.
You're one of his children now.
He'll look after you,
but God forbid you go against him.
You can't go against this man.
Look at you.
You don't understand.
I've seen it.
He takes everything.
When this is all over...
I want us to get away.
Just Julia and Sadie.
Far, far away.
Sadie, what are you doing?
The body of a 33 year-old man
was found brutally murdered
in the early hours of the morning near
Brooklyn Sunset Park, Chinatown area.
Police report states
that the victim, Marcus Ryan,
a recent Harvard business school graduate,
was found with over 90 knife wounds
to the head and torso,
and in a startling addendum
to the already vicious attack,
we have recently learned
that Ryan was also castrated.
Police are currently scouring
surveillance video footage
from the hours leading up to the murder,
but as of yet,
there are no leads or witnesses.
Ryan was last seen at The Balcony bar
in Brooklyn's hip Williamsburg area,
when, at some point in the evening,
he was said to have simply disappeared.
Hey.
What am I gonna do with you?
Whoa, whoa, whoa, what are you doing?
Julia, what is going on with you?
Ever since you were gone for that week...
Dr. Lin?
I want you to come see me
in my office before you go. Okay?
- Yeah. Valerie.
- Would you mind taking a quick look?
Yeah, sure, sure.
I thought you'd go to the cops.
I thought, any day now.
Then... when nothing happened...
I had to find you.
I was weak.
I should have stopped them.
Even if it...
Sorry.
Funny thing is, in a way...
it's the best thing that could have
ever happened to me.
Up until then, I was...
hiding from the world.
Suddenly, I was forced to look at myself.
Any notion that I had of myself...
as a woman...
a victim...
soft, defenseless.
It vanished.
You are not like them.
I saw that.
I saw what they did to you.
Julia, I'll do anything for you.
Whatever you say.
Actually there is something.
I think it would be good for me
to see the other two...
from that night.
Well, not Piers.
I think I need more time for him.
But the other two.
I think it would...
really help.
Help me heal.
Be right back.
Love.
Weakness.
What did you think, the two of you
were going to run away together
and live happily ever after?
You will go to her apartment,
and see what you can find on a certain...
Adam.
Thank you, Sadie.
I need you to watch this Piers Malone...
because something is going to happen
with him and my patient.
Shotty, shotty, shot. Here.
This scotch is for you.
Vodka.
Whoo!
Yes, yes!
You fuckin' cheatin' faggot.
We're gonna have
to take care of this later.
I'll get these.
Hey, Julia, you gotta get over here,
I got something to show ya real quick.
Save some, save some.
Oh, my God. Look at this...
Welcome to my special service.
- Special service.
- Thank you.
Cheers.
You with us kid?
- Yo, make some for all of us.
- Shut the fuck up.
What the fuck?
What the fuck?
But I thought I saved...
This way I know,
you will never stand by and watch.
Ever, ever again.
She cut out...
She cut out my fuckin' eyes!
My fuckin' eyes.
Who the fuck are you?
- Where's Julia?
- Bitch, fuck you!
Where's Julia?
Where is she?
Piers, Piers, she went for Piers.
We sent a message to hang out.
I helped her! God, please, help me.
My fucking eyes.
It was you.
In the cafe, with Julia, that was you.
Should you, at any time,
take matters into your own hands,
there will be severe consequences.
It is imperative
that you not make it personal.
Get in there, get in there.
It was your little girlfriend...
sold you down the river.
When I was young...
I liked to dress up
in my big sister's clothes,
put on her makeup.
But my father...
he could never accept
that a child of his was not perfect.
So he cut me.
My child...
did I not warn you?
Sadie. She's downstairs.
Tell her we've been expecting her.
We'll wait for her,
and then we will continue this festival.
Sadie.
Nadya!
Sadie?
Did you think you could fuck with me?
Fucking answer...
But...
my child.
I think we should get outta here.
What are you doing?