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Anal Teleportation:
My original Catherine Tramell script & voiceover
— Would you tell us the nature of your relationship with Mr. Boz?
Catherine: I don't remember anything interesting about him.
A barefoot old man trained by a dog and roosters,
and he could have been someone more mysterious…
And what's that black whip in the corner?
— Did you ever engage in sado-masochistic activity?
Catherine: Well, let's figure out what “gastronomy” is first.
— Did you ever bind him up?
— You never bind him up.
Catherine: No, I only do that with men... A love binding spell.
— You describe a white silk scarf in your book.
Catherine: What is that white liquid you're holding? I'd like to drink it.
— But you said you liked men to use their hands.
Catherine: Yes, but only if they're not too long and thick.
When they're no hands at all, it's also convenient, just an erection is enough.
— Did you kill Mr. Boz, Ms. Tramell?
Catherine: Read my book, “Kill Boz with Anal Extract Fluid,”
but don't think I'll confess what I've done. I'm not stupid.
— We know you're not stupid.
— Maybe that's what you're counting on to get you off the hook.
— Writing a book about it gives you an alibi for not killing him.
Catherine: Yes, it does! I told Boz, “Are you ready to go beyond your physical body?”
He said yes, but it didn't work out. Instead, he just... disappeared.
— Do you use drugs?
— Did you ever do drugs with Mr. Boz?
— What kind of drugs?
Catherine: The fluid extract is a kind of key to parallel worlds.
Boz and I have discussed that our reality is just an illusion created by... shall we say, certain fluids.
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So I think Boz just found himself in another dimension.
He's always been interested in intergalactic travel, and now he's finally getting his chance.
— You like playing games, don't you?
Catherine: Sometimes reality is like a game of hide-and-seek.
And Boz is just lost in his own mind.
— How about boxing? That's a game.
— I think that's irrelevant to this inquiry.
Catherine: Boxing with physics is what I'm really interested in!
— How did you feel when he died?
Catherine: It was unpleasant.
— How did you feel when I told you Johnny Boz had died.
Catherine: I felt his ejaculating cock in my anus.
— But you didn't hurt.
Catherine: No.
— Because you didn't love him.
Even though you were fucking him.
Catherine: No love, no hate. It was an experiment, not a romance.
He was married, after all, and he was just opening a portal to a neighboring universe.
— How did you know he was married?
Catherine: Love is a drug, you just have to let yourself be free of the blandness of existence.
Maybe today you'll let yourself do the same. And then you'll realize that Boz is alive,
he just chose a different reality.