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Jule – I think we deserve a celebration … don’t we?
Bette – Which kind of celebration?
The sculptor holds her hand and leads her into the bedroom with a sensual smile.
Helena – You have captured my attention … from the first moment I saw you.
Tina sighs. The English woman lowers her face and slowly brings her lips toward the blonde’s.
Giuliana’s bedroom, night: Bette and Jule enter the bedroom. At the sight of the bed, the gallery owner turns serious and stops. Jule turns around with a frown.
Jule – What?
Bette looks down.
Bette – Jule, I …
Jule raises her eyebrows.
Jule – Oh, shit! I didn’t wanna believe it … It’s serious, isn’t it?
Bette looks up at her and sighs.
Jule – Are in love with her?!
Bette – I told you … we broke up, Jule.
Jule smirks and shakes her head.
Jule – No, you haven’t …
Helena’s Aspen mansion, night: As Helena lowers her face, Tina looks down before they kiss.
Tina – I’m sorry, Helena … I can’t.
Helena – Is it because of the business relationship, Tina? As much as I believe your company is a wise investment, we do not have to do business together. You are more important to me than your business.
The blonde presses her lips together.
Tina – I wish that it was the only reason, Helena.
Tina – I don’t usually discuss my personal life before a business deal, but I don’t want to mislead you. (pause) I haven’t yet moved on …
Helena frowns and steps away, sadly.
Helena – From Bette Porter.
Helena – You are wasting your time, Tina. She is dating other women.
The blonde looks sad. She gazes at the mountain again and sighs.
Bette’s home, night: Bette enters her home and drops her purse on a chair. She sits on the living room couch looking pensive and stares at the phone.
Aspen hotel room, night: Tina is looking out the window of her Aspen hotel room.
Helena – Speaking of San Francisco, I recently met Bette at a nightclub.