Former John Edwards aide Andrew Young has made recent headlines with his claims to have seen a sex tape filmed by his former boss John Edwards and his mistress, Rielle Hunter. Salon obtained a secret copy of the tape in question, a transcript of which is below:
The following takes place in a Travelodge off the New Jersey turnpike. Rielle sits on a plaid couch beside a camping stove. She wears a lacy negligee with a touch of -- could it be? -- moonbeams. Edwards enters, out of breath, and begins unbuttoning his shirt.
Hunter: Baby, I’m so glad you made it! I was worried you were stuck in Charleston.
Edwards: It wasn’t inclement weather that kept me on the tarmac, my sweet dream, my beautiful nightmare. I was getting you a surprise.
Edwards unzips his pants. Hunter's face lights up the dark hotel like a 1,000-watt bulb.
Hunter: You finally called the pubic-hair stylist! It looks good!
Edwards: Well at $5,000 dollars a pop, it better.
Hunter: Your pubes have never looked silkier, more anti-poverty, more poised to lead the free world.
Edwards: I know, they gave me the "Lou Holtz"! I dare them not to nominate me as A.G. now.
Edwards pulls his pants back up and glances over at the camping stove.
Edwards: It smells great in here. What are you cooking?
Hunter: Your favorite -- roasted orphan with hundred-dollar-bill sauce.
Edwards: Oh, baby, you are too good to me! Where did you find orphan on such short notice?
Hunter: I know a guy. His orphans are free range and totally organic. He raises them on pine nuts, cranberries and weed.
Edwards unties the strings of Hunter's negligee and gives her right breast a squeeze.
Edwards: That orphan smells delicious.
Hunter: Thank you, baby. I have to warn you, the ATM ran out of 100s so I had to make the sauce out of 50s. But I know it'll taste just as good.
They begin to kiss. Deeply. Yes, it's kind of gross.
Edwards: Wait: Is this sauce Atkins approved?
Hunter: You bet it is. Hey, speaking of anti-poverty, I was thinking, what if instead of attorney general, they made you czar of poor?
Edwards: Baby, I think I just sprang a stiffie.
Edwards leans in for another (gross) kiss, when he spies a video camera.
Edwards: Hey, honey, are you filming this?
Hunter: Of course I am, silly. I’m filming everything so your kids and our kids and our grandkids can see how new-Mommy and Daddy fell in love. Is there a problem?
Edwards: No, no, it’s just: If this tape ever got leaked ...
Hunter: Oh, baby, is that what you’re worried about?
Edwards: Well, I mean, my wife is dying of cancer and my kids are at home scared to death about losing their mother, and here I am shacked up with you touching your privates in a Travelodge. But also, I don’t want people to get the wrong idea about this $5K pube cut.
Hunter: Oh, don't be silly. The only people who lose private sex tapes are total flakes or shameless self-promoters. Do I seem like either of those things to you?
Edwards: Baby, from the time you first read my aura for your low-rent Web show, I knew you were mad real.
Hunter: And if this tape ever did get leaked, do you know what people would see?
Edwards: That I'm a big dick? I mean, my really big dick?
Hunter: They would see two people who are victims of bad timing and circumstance. Star-crossed lovers.
A slow jam starts to play in the background. It's the Dave Matthew Band. They begin to sway, and Edwards starts to sing.
Edwards: "Hike up your skirt a little more. And show your world to me ..."
Hunter: Oh, baby, why can't the world see our love?
Edwards: I just don't want anyone to think we're monsters.
Hunter: They never could! But later tonight, after dinner, let's do the thing where I straddle your back and grab your horns, and then you unfurl your wings and fly me around the room while I dig my nails into your back scales. That gets me so hot.
Edwards: Only if you promise to film it.
Hunter: You bet, but maybe we won’t show this one to the grandkids. Ha ha.
Don Aldrete is the pseudonym for a writer who lives in a bunker on the border between North and South Carolina. He is an avid collector of pine cones and has been known to sport a "Lou Holtz" as well.