Dance with Death (1992) - full transcript
A string of murders at a local strip joint give a reporter the chance to do undercover investigation. She gets a job as a stripper at the establishment, where she befriends some of the other women, who know more about what is happening than they have publicly admitted. As she gets closer to the truth, her life is put in jeopardy.
(dramatic music)
(drilling)
(employees chattering)
(phone ringing)
- I-I am, okay.
(employees chattering)
(heels clicking)
(knocking)
(clears throat)
- Who is it?
- Kelly.
- Oh god, what a pain in the ass.
No, no, not you, uh,
this reporter here, she--
- [Kelly] Not goin'
away this time, Hopper.
- She keeps bugging me about--
- Reporting.
(door slamming)
That is what you hired me for, Hopper.
I'm not a socialite, and I refuse to go
to one more charity function, you got it?
- Um, I'll have to call you back.
Yeah, tonight, bye.
All right, general, you got your prisoner.
- No, I think I'm the
prisoner around here.
- Oh, I'd hardly say that
you were the prisoner.
I mean, you have one of the best
beats of any reporter on the news.
I'd trade places with you anytime.
- Done.
- You think what I do is so easy, huh?
I mean, dealing with the libel threats
and the temperamental reporters.
- Meaning me, right?
- Meaning, mainly you.
At least the others know
about paying their dues.
You don't jump into this
investigative stuff.
You have to wait your turn.
- It's all I do is wait my turn.
And every time another spot comes
up you say next time, Kelly.
Well, I got news for ya, Hopper.
Next time is now.
- Let me give you some advice, Kelly.
Never shout at a man whose trying
to recover from a hangover.
Especially when you're begging a favor.
- I'm not begging.
I'm demanding what I've earned!
- I think you're demanding to get fired!
- Oh, wrong.
This is how I demand to get fired!
(door slamming)
- Demand accepted, Kelly!
(pop music)
(men chattering)
(men cheering)
(men applauding)
♪ I'll be your view, true as can be ♪
♪ That's all right ♪
♪ I'm the one you need tonight ♪
♪ Let me rock you, all night long ♪
♪ Let me rock you, to
the beat of this song ♪
♪ And if you like it
you can take me home ♪
♪ Baby, I'm the one for you ♪
♪ Whatever you need,
you don't have to ask ♪
- Hey.
- Hey, girl.
- What's up?
- Hi.
- Same shit, different day.
- Hey, girls.
Like my new coat?
- Do you know how many animals had
to die for you to get that coat?
- Do you know how many animals I had
to fuck to get this coat?
(men cheering)
♪ As long as I can be ♪
♪ Baby, we can do it all wrong ♪
♪ Let me rock you ♪
- She does it for me.
- Well, what doesn't do it for you?
- Why is it that anything
worth having in life
someone's always trying to take it away?
Fur coats, driving fast on the freeways,
sex without condoms.
- Drugs.
- Why, Cherilynn, are you
implying that I do drugs?
♪ Whatever you want,
baby, just let me know ♪
♪ I'll be your lady, your lady tonight ♪
(men cheering)
(men applauding)
- [Man] Yeah!
- [Man] Come on!
- [Man] Woo!
- All right, guys, this
is the last time tonight
to show Whitney just how
much we appreciate her.
Come on, everyone, give her a big hand.
Let's go.
(men applauding)
(men cheering)
And now for that top
flight for the the tight
super queen dance machine, Lola.
- [Man] Come on, Lola!
(pop music)
(men cheering)
- And where are you goin'?
- Art gave me the rest of the night off.
- Hm, I guess he'll do anything
to help keep you straight.
- Art, help?
We must be talking about
two different Arts.
- Just like there's
two different Whitneys?
- Listen, darling, don't
say I didn't warn you.
If you can't handle the
thorns, stay out of the bush.
♪ Lead me on, boy, lead me on ♪
♪ Don't lie to me tell
me what's it's gonna be ♪
♪ Lead me on, boy, lead me on ♪
♪ Do you wanna be a man ♪
- So where are you and your
boyfriend going tonight?
- I don't know yet, but I know one thing.
Don't wait up.
♪ Show me that you love me ♪
♪ You tell me you love me,
but are you pretending ♪
(sighs)
(smashing)
- Shit!
- Hey, not gonna make a habit of this.
♪ Lead me on, boy, lead me on ♪
♪ Don't lie to me ♪
- She's really seeing a guy tonight, huh?
So maybe there's like hope for me now.
- Well, I guess if the Berlin wall
can come down anything's possible.
(heels clicking)
(keys rattle)
(dramatic crescendo)
(screaming)
(honking)
(screaming)
- No!
No!
(screaming)
- [Announcer] Hello, Southern California,
it's 8:05 in the AM.
I'm Don Elliot and you're
listening to the Don Patrol.
Here's what's happening in
the Southland this morning.
A major oil spill is clogging one
of our prime beach resorts.
(honking)
The subway system is in
financial trouble again.
And another stripper has been found
murdered in the Downtown area.
We'll cover all these stories and
more for ya at 20 after the hour.
(employees chattering)
- Peace.
- On what terms?
- You get your old job back as long
as you promise me no more headaches.
Sound good?
- You know this article?
- Of course.
- [Kelly] And this one, we ran it.
- Mm-hmm.
About a month ago, I remember this.
- Same basic story, stripper leaves club,
somebody slices her open.
- So?
- So, if this really is
the start of a maniac spree
we could have a chance
at one hell of a scoop.
- Oh, that's very good, Kelly.
I like how you think.
- So when do I start?
- Who said anything about starting?
- You asked my terms, I'm giving them.
- All right, you win the battle,
but tomorrow we'll see how the war goes.
(motorcycle engine running)
(pop music)
♪ But dawn is here and so we'll stay ♪
♪ Forever young ♪
♪ Forever young ♪
(men applauding)
- [Man] Yeah!
(men cheering)
(men applauding)
(man whistles)
- [Man] Hey!
- Hey.
C note and you ain't take it?
- Nobody gives those without
wanting something back.
- A drink, is that too much to ask?
- These days it is.
(men applauding)
(men cheering)
- Now, that's great, but
what you don't understand
is that I'm trying to run a business here.
- You know, you are one
heartless son of a bitch!
You really expect Jodie
to be here tonight?
Whitney is dead for Christ's sake.
- And that's her problem.
All I know is that I am short
two girls tonight as it is
and I'm getting zero cooperation
from the three I got.
- Hey, Art, I got a reporter on the phone.
- Oh, come on, how many
times I gotta tell you.
No reporters at no time.
Jesus, now where were we?
- Oh, you were saying how lucky you are
to have all of us working for you tonight.
- Lucky, okay you call that lucky?
- Well, if that's the way you feel.
- You got a stage out there.
(sighs)
- Um, yeah, Cherilynn, yeah, yeah,
I am very lucky to have you here.
Both of you, really.
- Well, you don't act like it.
- I don't?
- No.
- Well.
Bonuses?
For both of you, huh?
I mean, please, just don't
leave me empty-handed tonight.
- [Hopper] So, Kelly, what do you got?
- [Kelly] The Bottoms Up Club
is having an amateur contest.
- [Hopper] And?
- [Kelly] The winner gets a full-time job.
- What are you gonna do, strip?
- Exactly.
I'm willing to do it to get the story.
- What about the guys upstairs?
- Who says they have to know?
Come on, Richard, it'll
be our little secret.
- I think it's a terrific idea.
- You do?
- Aren't you happy?
- Yeah.
Yeah.
I mean, it was my idea, wasn't it?
- It sure was.
- So what do you think?
- You know what I think?
I think he's letting you do this
just so he can check you out.
- Yeah, I wouldn't put it past him.
- Yeah, me neither.
The man's an animal.
- No, he drinks too much to be an animal.
- No, he drinks to cool
his animal instincts.
I've been working for him for five years.
I know what I'm talking about.
No.
That looks great.
(pop music)
(men cheering)
(men applauding)
- What do you think?
- Well, we'll know any second, Bill.
- It's a nice place, huh?
- You like it, I like it.
♪ Do we have to say goodbye ♪
♪ Was it all in vain ♪
- [Dermot] And that was Laura, folks.
Let's hear it for Laura.
- All right, Laura, right, okay.
(men applauding)
(woman shouts)
(man whistles)
(man whistles)
- That's right, folks, the
women here are competing
from all walks of life
for cash prices and maybe
even a nightly spot here at Bottoms Up.
Now, for the sixth and final
contestant of the evening.
Let's give a real Bottoms
Up welcome for the lovely,
I hope I'm pronouncing
this right, Dominique!
- Oh!
(applauding)
- Hey, Dominique!
(pop music)
(men cheering)
(men applauding)
- All right, Dominique.
(shouts)
♪ Well, I've shown my heart ♪
♪ To some people who hurt it ♪
♪ All men cry and dirty looks
that leaves his heart deserted ♪
- Jesus, she's a corpse.
Get on the mic and try
to liven this thing up.
- Don't think this is the plan, folks.
You've heard of, uh,
minimalist art and music?
Well, this is minimalist dancing.
♪ I won't deal ♪
♪ I can't touch the people that I love ♪
♪ I'm always locked outside of ♪
♪ So take pity on the soul of modern man ♪
♪ Can we see right through his pulse ♪
♪ Don't you know, we're
just slaves, modern man ♪
♪ To the moves that everybody knows ♪
♪ If I lose this move to modern man ♪
♪ Can I leave down my attack ♪
♪ Feeling wicked in the
world of modern man ♪
♪ And to have the body back ♪
♪ Can we ever get it back ♪
- The only thing's that gonna save
her now is a great set of tits.
♪ Tough enough ♪
♪ And I'm rough ♪
♪ So much to blame of course
I've seen enough here ♪
(applauding)
♪ I come stoned and not a chance ♪
♪ It beats understand ♪
(men cheering)
- Not bad.
♪ A man and his heart
completely ununited ♪
- Come on, you guys!
Let's hear it for Dominique, come on!
- (Together] Dominique,
Dominique, Dominique, Dominique!
(men cheering)
(men applauding)
- Please, don't let her win.
(men cheering)
- So you think I got the job?
- Well, maybe, but I'd think
twice before taking it.
- What, you don't like it here?
- No, I like it fine, if
I could forget the fact
that there's some nut out there.
- Some nut out there?
What?
What are you talking about?
♪ You're just a bad boy in disguise ♪
♪ I think I got just
what you're looking for ♪
♪ Why don't you stick around ♪
- The prize money?
Oh no, no, you see, the
prize money becomes your
initiation fee if you wanna work here.
But now you tell me you
don't wanna work here
so, gee, I don't know what
to tell you except so long.
Have fun in college.
- Look, honey, what did
you say your name is again?
- Dominique.
- Yeah, right.
Look, I'm gonna be real
straightforward with you.
Two of our girls have been
whacked in the last few weeks.
- Whacked?
- Whacked, you know, hit, killed.
- Jesus, no kidding.
- Uh, Sunny, Cheryl, why don't you
girls go powder your noses?
- Our noses don't need powdering.
- My ass could use a spit shine though.
(laughing)
- Hi.
I'm gonna be right up front with you.
Even though you came in first on the
applause meter, you're third on my list.
But the other girls are looking
for the prize money not a job.
- Well, I hope I didn't
lower your standards too far.
- No, that's got nothing to do with it.
You're fine in that department.
But you move like a zombie on stage
and you're too fuckin' modest.
- Oh, oh, I see.
- Before I take you on, three things.
Don't talk about club business,
always work your shift,
and get here nice and early tomorrow,
and try to get the lead out
of your feet, understood?
- Understood.
- Fa bene.
(pop music)
(laughing)
- Hi.
- Hi.
Listen, uh, do you like this music
'cause I can change it if you want?
- No, no, it's fine.
- You know, I really pulled
for you to get this job.
I said to Art, I said, Art,
this girl has got potential.
- Well, thanks.
- Yeah.
- That's really nice.
- I got a lot of influence around here,
I mean, you can ask any of the girls.
When Whitney first came here,
I said--
- Whitney?
- Yeah.
She doesn't work here anymore.
- Did you know Whitney very well?
- Well, not as well as I
would have liked to have.
- Hm, she wouldn't go out with you, huh?
- Yeah, well, it wasn't just me.
I mean, it's guys in general.
Al least, most of the time.
- How did the other girls feel about that?
- Hell, it didn't bother them.
I mean, Jodie was her lover.
You don't know Jodie, do you?
- No, I haven't had the privilege.
(pop music)
♪ Ah ♪
♪ Ooh ♪
- Didn't waste any time
replacing her, did he?
- You must be Jodie.
- Hm, didn't waste any
time filling you in either.
(men cheering)
♪ I ain't gonna tell a lie ♪
- I'm Dominique.
- As in Dominatrix?
- If that's what you're in to.
- I wasn't, but I might start now.
♪ Can you see me now baby ♪
♪ Before it gets too late ♪
♪ Now, won't you make
me, won't you make me ♪
♪ Won't you make me lose my mind ♪
- Jesus, she's stoned out of her mind.
- Well, how many times have
I warned her about that shit?
♪ I just don't need to ♪
(men cheering)
(men laughing)
♪ Don't check me out ♪
(men applauding)
♪ Don't check me out ♪
(laughing)
(dramatic music)
(laughing)
- Woo!
Oh!
- Oh, Jesus H. Christ!
(laughs)
- Make light of it, Zombie.
- Whoops, gotta check the
liability insurance on that one.
- Get her outta here.
(laughs)
Here, here, have a cigar.
Get her out of here.
Beer.
Beer right here.
(laughing)
Get her out.
- If you want, I'll
come out and watch you.
Give you some pointers.
- That'd be nice.
- Dominique!
Get out there!
- Sunny.
Sunny, I'm gonna have to let you go.
Now, I just can't accept this anymore.
- Look, she'll be all right.
- No, no.
Now, Sunny, I want you out
and I want you out now!
- Look, Art, I'm gonna get clean.
Now, I got the number to that place--
- Don't, I'm sorry.
- Fuck!
(pop music)
(man applauds)
♪ The girl is hot ♪
♪ With what she's got ♪
♪ She's got a body that
will never eyes turn away ♪
♪ I think I'm hooked, yes I am. ♪
- There goes Jodie,
sniffin' out the new meat.
♪ I never seen a girl that makes me feel ♪
- She always outguns you, doesn't she?
Gee, that must feel really bad, huh,
being outgunned by a girl?
♪ She's drivin' me wild ♪
♪ With her real hot sexy style ♪
♪ I'd like to get to know her
but she's driving me wild ♪
♪ Ooh the way she moves ♪
♪ She does it so smooth ♪
♪ Just like a clock she
moves right on time ♪
♪ I'm so thrilled ♪
♪ I can't be still ♪
♪ I never knew a girl
who really could be so ♪
(dramatic music)
(clicking)
- So, do you like it?
- Oh, like it, I love it.
(rock music)
♪ I saw her on the street standing like ♪
♪ In a short little skirt ♪
- Well, uh.
You definitely got the bod.
Even if you ain't got all
the moves, but they'll come.
In time.
Maybe with a little help.
- Are you offering?
- If you're taking.
- Hello.
Dominique.
I just wanted to say I
enjoyed your routine.
- Thank you.
- Can I buy you girls a drink?
- Actually, we were right
in the middle of something.
- Later then.
- We're gonna be in the middle of
something for the rest of the night.
- Some other time.
- Mm-hmm.
- Enjoy your evening.
- Well, go on, call him back.
That is what you wanted to do, isn't it?
- No, not at all.
- If we're gonna get along
at all, don't lie to me.
I hate liars.
- Damn.
- Taxi!
Taxi, wait!
This just ain't my night.
♪ She's the queen of the chains ♪
♪ It's driving me insane ♪
♪ She's the queen of the chains ♪
♪ It's driving me insane ♪
♪ She's nothing but
the devil in disguise ♪
♪ Look as mean and she's
killing me with those eyes ♪
♪ She'll dry you up and throw you down ♪
♪ I think it's strictly outta love ♪
♪ Let me tell you, people,
this girl is too tough ♪
♪ Ow ♪
♪ She's the queen of the chains ♪
(door slamming)
- Hi ya doin', Henry?
(door slamming)
Doin' a little shoppin'?
You'll be pleased to know we picked
up a few new manufactures.
Oh, yeah.
Watch this.
Ouch, shoot!
All right, so you're better than me.
Come on, you better give it back.
- Hey, what are you doing back here?
Get the hell out of here.
- Hey, hey, what's your hurry, man?
I got stereos, I got watches,
I got VCRs, and I deliver.
(door slamming)
(clears throat)
- Um, awfully sorry, Ma'am.
I was lookin' for the toilet.
- Yeah, well, it's back that way.
And while you're at it, fall in.
- I'll do that.
(heels clicking)
(banging)
(dramatic music)
- All right, god damn it, where are you?
I'm not fuckin' around.
(clicking)
(groans)
(whimpering)
Oh my, somebody, help, please!
Oh god, help me!
(screaming)
(dialing)
Please, please!
(shouting)
(stabbing)
Stop!
(screaming)
No, don't.
No!
(phone ringing)
(phone ringing)
(bird chirping)
- Whoever it is, it better be good.
- It's Hopper.
There's been another murder.
- When?
- Sometime early this morning.
Look, I won't say it again.
Walk away, now.
- Just give me the address.
- [Hopper] 2460 Main.
(police sirens blaring)
(police radio chatters)
(heels clicking)
- Mademoiselle Dominique,
how good to see you again.
Since when do strippers walk
around with tape recorders?
- Since when do perverts walk around
wearing detective badges?
(laughs)
- All the time.
- So you've blown my cover.
- True, but you weren't wearing much
of a cover to begin with.
I want that early and set on my desk.
- Glad to see the police
finally involved in this thing.
- We've been involved all along
just couldn't get any cooperation
from the guys at the club.
- Yeah, sounds familiar.
- Speaking of familiar,
I'm Detective Shaughnessy.
Matt to my friends.
- Kelly Crosby.
I'll take you up on that drink now.
So how did he kill her, same method?
- He, now, if I said that,
you'd accuse me of being sexist.
- Yeah, and then I'd wait for
you to answer the question.
- Same method.
My turn, I got my eye
on this guy at the club.
He sits up front, he's there all the time.
Tall, skinny, glasses with deep set eyes.
What's the word on him?
- I don't know.
I try not to catch any
eyes when I'm up there.
- You caught mine.
- You just happened to
be where I was looking.
- Lucky me.
- This guy I'm talking about,
sneaking around backstage last night.
He was also out back later shopping
with one of out local
mobile entrepreneurs.
- Shopping for what?
- He bought a knife, at
least I think he did.
- So, Kelly, you don't know
anything about the customers.
So what about the girls?
- You know the girl I was with last night?
- Oh, Ms. Manners?
- Yeah, she was lovers with the last girl
who was killed and very possessive.
So I was thinking that maybe she wanted
to kill her girlfriend and
the other girls were just--
- Camouflage.
- Exactly.
- It's promising.
Anyone else?
- Well, there's the DJ, Dermot.
He gets turned down a lot
and doesn't take it too well.
- Mm.
And all this after only
two days, I'm impressed.
You're something.
You're up there, taking your
clothes off just for a story.
Lady, you got balls.
- It's a bitch keepin'
'em hidden on stage.
(rock music)
- Well, it's not my fault.
- As far as I'm concerned, you coulda just
killed Sunny yourself sending
her out in that condition!
You practically set her up, Art!
- Hey, is it my fault the girl's a junkie?
- What's that supposed to
mean, she deserved to die?
- Don't be ridiculous!
I mean, unless there's
a two drink minimum down
at the morgue I have a vested interest
in you girls staying alive!
(pop music)
(men cheering)
- [Man] Jodie!
♪ She's lookin' like she's
just a dangerous girl ♪
♪ This girl's here to really
let you have some fun ♪
♪ Lovely, when she walks on the floor ♪
(splashing)
- See you guys tomorrow.
- [Woman] Wait, hold on a minute.
I'll tell you who I think it is.
- Oh god, who now?
- Henry.
- Who's Henry?
- Some dick-less prick
who comes in all the time.
Never says anything, never tips.
He just drools.
- Is he that really pale
guy with the deep set eyes,
sort of unshaven?
- Yeah, he kinda looks
like a piece of toe cheese.
- That's being generous.
- Bye.
(rock music)
♪ That girl is lovely,
gold from head to toe ♪
♪ Sensual, I wanna know more ♪
♪ Don't you know, fellows,
she's the one for me ♪
♪ Can't you see ♪
♪ Golden lady ♪
♪ Goddess of the sun ♪
♪ Golden lady, let me be your only one ♪
- [Man] Oh yeah!
Yeah, come on, come on, yeah!
♪ Goddess of the sun ♪
- Dominique in back?
- Uh, yeah.
♪ Golden lady, let me be your only one ♪
(men cheering)
- The very sexy Ms. Jodie, gentlemen.
(men cheering)
(men applauding)
(gasps)
- Who are you?
What do you want?
(screams)
- Daddy's here!
(clicking)
- All right now, whore.
You just hold still and
be real, real quiet.
(groans)
Now, where's your money?
- Here, take my money.
(groans)
- Let's do her, man!
- Leave me alone!
- You know, we just came for your cash,
but you're just a sweet little peach
I may have to rub your fuzz.
Ow, bitch!
- Hey!
- Get him, man!
- Come on, man!
- Get off!
- Get him, man!
(groaning)
- Get off me!
- Go get him, go get him!
Get him, get him!
(groans)
Aw fuck yeah, buddy!
(smashing)
What're you gonna do?
Bitch!
(smashing)
Ah!
(smashing)
Ah!
(smashing)
- You all right?
- Yeah.
- Okay, come on, let's go.
- Yeah.
(spits)
(groans)
- Oh god, all I wanted was a blowjob.
- Okay?
- Yeah.
- All right.
Nice neighborhood, huh?
Hey.
(groans)
- Now, fight me, stupid bitch.
You got Whitney, didn't you, didn't you?
- Jodie stop it, you got it all wrong!
Listen to me!
- I've seen him sneaking
around back there!
- He's a friend of mine.
A couple of guys just tried to attack me.
I could be dead right
now if it wasn't for him.
- Some friend, some fucking friend!
- Jodie, come on!
Come on!
(breathing heavily)
- Are you all right?
- I'll live.
- Why would she think you're the killer?
- Because I'm sneaking around
back here, just like she said.
I had something to ask
you that couldn't wait.
We had a witness come in today
who saw somebody hanging around
down in the alley just
before Sunny got it.
It was too dark to see anything
so we don't have a positive ID.
- No description, how's
that worth anything?
- I went back there.
I found a cigar bud.
- Now, who do we know beside
friend Jodie who smokes cigars?
- Oh, Art.
♪ You said you'd always be there ♪
♪ No matter what went wrong ♪
♪ The dreams we tried to share ♪
♪ Lie broken now that you are gone ♪
- Can I use the phone in your office?
- My private office?
Now, why do you think I
go to the time and trouble
of putting a payphone backstage?
- It's very personal.
I need my privacy.
- It's always something
with these broads, isn't it?
All right, five minutes, keep it local.
- I'll leave a quarter.
♪ Goodbye, was it all in vain ♪
♪ Didn't mean ♪
(knocking)
- [Art] Apparently we've got two
different ideas of five minutes.
- I just need one more minute, all right?
(moaning)
- Art
Art.
- Oh, baby.
- Art.
(laughs)
More, more.
- What the fuck?
- Hi, hon, what's for dinner?
- Your ass, bitch.
- Hey, hey, hey, Jodie, wait.
- In my own house.
- Jodie.
In my own fucking bed, I outta kill you!
You know that?
- Hey!
- Well, then go ahead and do it!
I'm getting tired of your
empty fucking threats!
- Son of a bitch.
- So what do you think?
- Well, I'm glad to see I'm not the only
person who gets stomped by Jodie.
- You're gonna get stomped
by me in about one second.
- I accept all challengers.
- So what can I get you, a beer?
- Yeah, you read my mind.
- [Kelly] So I was
thinking it might be time
to reactivate the camouflage theory.
- What, you mean Jodie's our man?
- She's sure not shy on motive.
Find anything interesting?
- Kelly.
I was just wondering if
there was a guy in your life.
(dramatic music)
- No.
The answer's no.
There was up until about six months ago,
but since then nothing.
And you?
- Nothing serious.
- So you wanna hear my big idea?
- Fire away.
- I was thinking I'd try to lure Jodie
back here tonight after work.
You can find out where she
lives and search her apartment.
- Kelly, you just said it yourself.
That girl may be a
potential serial killer.
I cannot let you take the
chance of being alone with her.
- I won't be.
I swear to you, Matt, I won't be
alone with her for one minute.
(pop music)
♪ I can hear the thunder
in the sky from you ♪
♪ Waiting for the rain to start ♪
♪ I can hear the sharp
tongues talking 'bout you ♪
♪ A light in my heart ♪
♪ Don't give me your reasons ♪
♪ Don't give me your lies ♪
♪ Give me an open window
to see into your mind ♪
♪ I want integrity ♪
(men shouting)
♪ Give me integrity ♪
(men applauding)
(men cheering)
- It's times like this I
know I got the right job.
Let's hear it for Mademoiselle Dominique.
(men cheering)
(men applauding)
- Well, well, well, how did
you get so good so fast, huh?
Talent.
Boy, you got real nice talent.
- You know, you're never gonna
reel her in like that, Art.
You gotta find a new line.
(laughs)
- Don't mind her, honey,
she's just jealous
'cause she can hear a raise
coming and not in her direction.
- A raise?
- Mm-hmm, that's right.
And I wouldn't be surprised if
there were a few more to follow.
You know, he really isn't half bad.
- Yeah, he's pretty good
as far as lechers go.
- Who him, oh come on.
- Are you kidding me?
(laughs)
That guy's so horny he'd
screw the Venetian blinds.
- I know exactly how he feels.
- Do you now?
- [Kelly] So you know this guy Henry?
- [Jodie] Unfortunately.
- No, actually they were
saying he might be the killer.
- Henry?
Hardly.
- Why do you say that?
- 'Cause he's got no balls.
You know, you may find this hard
to believe, but I'm pretty hip to men.
My old man was a maniac and I got
to know that look pretty good.
- And Henry hasn't got it?
- No way.
Henry's a loser, not a killer.
So Dermot is standing there
with his pants down to his knees
and I look down and I said
that wouldn't even floss my teeth.
I thought he was gonna die.
(laughing)
- How'd you get in here?
- I got a key, remember.
- Well, you didn't say
anything about dropping by.
- Well, I was afraid
you wouldn't let me in.
I really had to see ya tonight.
This whole thing is driving me crazy.
- Jodie, I'm sorry,
this is my ex-boyfriend.
- Ex?
I didn't know I was officially an ex yet.
- Look, um, I gotta go.
You wanna walk me out?
- Yeah.
(door slamming)
Jodie, I'm sorry.
I had no idea he was gonna be here.
- Look, come home with me now.
- Oh, honey, I can't just leave him here.
- Get rid of that guy, I know him.
- What?
- He was the guy Whitney was
seeing the night she was killed.
- Are you sure?
- I am absolutely positive.
Come with me.
- [Hopper] Honey, did you
rearrange the kitchen?
I can't find the beer.
- I see.
You'd rather be alone
with a killer than a dyke?
Fine, suit yourself.
- I sure scared her off.
- Yeah, you sure did.
(dramatic music)
(cocking gun)
(grunting)
- Police freeze.
(screeching)
(gun firing)
(crashing)
(dog barking)
- I don't know how you
could stand it, Kelly.
Hangin' out with trash like that.
- Jodie's not so bad.
- I know the type.
I was working on a beat in
Atlanta a couple years ago.
Doin' a cover story on strippers.
They're all the same.
- You ever date any of 'em?
(laughs)
- What, you spyin' on me?
Yeah, I went out with a couple of 'em.
- Look, Richard, I'm really tired.
I think I just need to get some sleep.
- Right.
You working girls need your beauty rest.
- Yeah.
- Aren't you gonna give your
boyfriend a good night kiss?
- Richard, you're my
ex-boyfriend, remember?
- And exes don't have the same privileges?
- Sorry.
- Well, you can't blame
a guy for tryin', huh?
(cars honking)
(bird chirping)
- Good morning.
You're up early.
Jodie keep you going all night long?
- Yeah, and we have it all
on tape for you to watch.
- Oh.
I didn't mean anything by that.
You makin' breakfast?
(bird chirping)
- I don't cook.
- I make a mean piece of toast.
- Come on.
- So, I get to Jodie's place last night.
Guess what happens?
Somebody's already beaten me there.
- Who?
- Our friend the weirdo.
- You caught him?
- No, I didn't, but I did
get a license plate run down
and at least we now know
who we're lookin' for.
Henry John Dubrowski.
Now, this guy's got
convictions for assault,
attempted rape, and a five-year
term for child molestation.
Plus, he skipped out on bail, too.
- That's great.
- Great?
It's better than that.
We got an APB out on this guy.
So guess what, you can
hang up our G-string.
No more naked dancing.
- Well, I have some real doubts
about Henry being the killer.
(laughs)
- Why?
- I-I don't know.
I don't know, I, woman's intuition.
- Yeah, well, I've got a cop's intuition.
You know what it tells me, Kelly?
You're so in to this undercover thing,
you don't want it to end.
- Oh no no, you're trying
to end it all to soon.
It is like you're doing all
this just to get me to quit.
- Maybe I am.
- Why would you do that?
- Kelly, you figure it out.
(door slamming)
(sighs)
(drilling)
(cars honking)
(dramatic music)
(pop music)
(crowd chattering)
♪ Some girls have the right look ♪
♪ And know just how to walk ♪
♪ Some girls have got their own mind ♪
- Joe where's Art?
♪ I know the way they talk ♪
♪ Some girls accept the wrong way ♪
- You know where Art is?
- Yeah, he's in back.
- Thanks.
♪ Some girls have long blond hair ♪
- Just keep the high heels
on for the whole thing.
It makes the leg longer,
that's what they pay to see.
They can see bear feet at home.
- Hey, Art.
- Huh.
- I need the night off
tonight, if you don't mind.
- Don't mind?
Hey, what two things did I make you
promise me when I hired you?
You would work all your shifts and you
wouldn't quit on me.
- I know, I know,
but there's some stuff I need
to take care of, if you--
- Look, Dominique, I'm
short tonight as it is.
Without you, I only got two girls.
- What two girls, where's Jodie?
- Well, she's a no-show.
- What?
- Oh, no, don't worry about it.
She pulls this every
now and then, but you.
I mean, you promised me
you wouldn't let me down.
You walk out on me, you lied to me.
- Shit.
- This stereo is 400 bucks,
but for you guys, 75.
- I don't think so, come on let's go.
- Wait just a second, what else,
what else you got, man?
- Hold on a sec, wait.
Ah.
Huh?
- Yeah, man, is it real?
- It's a genuine rolodex.
You have my word as a gentleman.
- Oh, a rolodex, very nice.
(laughs)
Come on, let's go.
- Wait a minute, how much, man?
- Piss off.
- All right, all right.
I know this isn't my territory.
- Shut up, I'm a cop.
- Ah, shit, look, this isn't mine.
I'm just making some deliveries.
- Sure you are, where's Henry?
- Who?
- You need me to shake
your brain around some?
Henry, the weirdo, he does knife tricks.
- Oh, Henry, of course.
Buys a lotta stuff from me.
These people would have
nothin' if it wasn't for me.
No luxuries.
- Okay, Robin Hood, so
what does Henry get?
- Oh, a couple knives.
You know what he pays me for it?
Oh, wait, hey hey hey hey.
Lingerie.
Some poor transvestites eat this shit up.
Discount rate, you know what I mean?
- Where is he?
- I don't know, I'm not his mother.
- Okay, let's take this crap Downtown.
Run it through the computer.
- Okay, look, I don't know where he lives.
He hangs out at Griffith
Park by the playground.
I've done a couple of deals up there.
(slamming)
- Vamos, amigo.
(clapping)
♪ If not for love I wouldn't
be in this mess I'm in ♪
♪ I'd be safe and warm at home ♪
♪ Now that I've hit
the hard, rock bottom ♪
♪ There's just one good thing I can say ♪
♪ If I can't stand up
then I can't fall down ♪
♪ I can't stand up so I can't
fall down on my face again ♪
♪ I guess I took one too many chances ♪
♪ It's your time here, I told you so ♪
♪ Stretch out a hand to pull me up ♪
♪ Won't you make it easy and slow ♪
♪ Now that I've hit
the hard, rock bottom ♪
♪ There's just one good thing I can say ♪
♪ If I can't stand up
then I can't fall down ♪
♪ I can't stand up so I can't
fall down on my face again ♪
♪ If I can't stand up
then I can't fall down ♪
♪ I can't stand up so I can't fall down ♪
- Why'd you get started in this business?
- It was either that or hooking.
So what about you?
- Me?
- Yeah, why do you do it?
- The power, I guess.
The sense that you're,
you're really letting go,
you know what I mean?
- Can I have a word with you, please?
- What?
- What do I have to do,
spell it out for ya?
I don't want you doing this anymore.
- I know that.
- Then why are you here?
- Because it's my job.
- Oh yeah, and what about me?
Am I part of the job.
- I don't take my job home with me.
(romantic music)
- How many guys does it take
to catch one degenerate?
Very funny.
Look, I'm tired, I've
been workin' all night.
(laughs)
Yes, I'll be there.
So how much sleep did we get?
- I don't think we got any.
- I'm sorry I gotta go off so quick.
- You seem to do that a lot.
- I get better after the first night.
(laughs)
- Promises, promises.
- You're special, you know that?
- I'd like to tell you something.
- What?
- I've been holding out on you.
- I could tell.
- I didn't wanna tell you at
first because I wasn't sure,
but now I think I am.
I think I know who the killer is.
- Not Jodie again?
- I forgot all about her.
She never showed up last night.
- If there's one girl who can take
care of herself, it's that one.
Kelly, promise me something.
No more stripping, no more
hangin' out with strippers.
- No wonder those girls
are so screwed up there.
They're strippers and
it makes them whores.
And what am I, a little virgin?
- Well, if you were, you're not one now.
(laughing)
(bird chirping)
- Go 'head, make a joke out of it.
Doesn't change anything, I
still know the way you think.
- Oh yeah?
So what am I thinking right now?
- That's not too hard.
(laughs)
- I've gotta go.
- Ohhh.
(music playing softly)
- Jodie?
♪ She's the queen of the chains ♪
Jodie, it's Dominique.
♪ And it's drivin' me insane ♪
♪ She's the queen of the chains ♪
♪ It's drivin' me insane ♪
(gasps)
(dramatic music)
(screaming)
(employees chattering)
- Hey!
Ooh, you look like you just seen a ghost.
- No, a lot worse.
- Well, you won't find him in there.
He hasn't been in the past couple days.
I can't even reach him at home.
Maybe he got lucky.
- God, I hope not.
- Hey, Henry, checkin' out the locomotion?
You remember me, don't you?
We met the other night at Jodie's.
I don't believe you met my badge.
- I know why you're looking for me.
- Oh yeah, I'd imagine you do.
Get down on the ground.
- You ain't taking me in.
- Hey, you scrawny mother fuck.
Got a problem hearing?
I said down on the ground.
- You're not taken me in!
(screams)
(guns firing)
- You're quick, Henry, I'll give you that.
Henry J. Dubrowski, are you responsible
for the murder of those strippers?
- You shouldn't have shot me.
Now, you'll never know.
(sirens blare)
- [Answering Machine]
This is Richard Hopper.
If you're hearing this, it probably means
that I'm at work or a bar.
By the way, I need your name and number.
Cheers.
(beeping)
- This is Kelly.
Listen, I'm on to you Hopper.
I know what happened in Atlanta and I
know you were seeing Whitney.
Maybe there's a good explanation for this
so I wanna give you the chance to tell it.
I'm gonna be at the club tonight
so if you wanna come down
and see me there, you're welcome to.
Otherwise I'm going to the police.
♪ Heard that you're leavin'
for a long, long time ♪
♪ I took a long walk by ♪
♪ Oh my ♪
♪ And that's the way it will
be until the end of time ♪
♪ Something's different,
it's not like before ♪
♪ And I'm not gonna play
your games anymore ♪
♪ 'Cause I'm bowing out ♪
♪ We got a storm going on ♪
- Can't bring yourself to
leave this place, can you?
- Jodie's dead.
- Yeah, I know.
And so is Henry Dubrowski,
I bagged him this afternoon.
- But he didn't do it.
I told you, Matt, I know who did it.
- Really, who?
- The man I work for.
- Hey, Kelly, relax.
It's over.
I've just come from forensics.
They confirmed Henry is the killer.
- What?
- The blood on his
knife matched Whitney's.
- Then I was wrong.
Oh god, Matt, you don't
how happy you just made me.
- Then you got an end to your story.
Come on.
Let's get outta here, okay?
- Yeah.
I gotta go get my stuff, all right?
(men chattering)
(groaning)
(crashing)
Art?
Art?
(dramatic music)
Oh my god.
Oh my god!
(screams)
- Stop it, stop it!
Listen to me, I didn't mean to kill him,
but he said he was gonna blackmail me.
He sent me a tape of Whitney and me.
Listen to me!
He phoned me, he said he wanted money
or he was gonna go to the police.
And I can't allow that.
(groans)
Ah!
(grunting)
Kelly, dammit, wait!
- Stop him!
- Kelly, get down!
(gun firing)
(whimpering)
Okay?
All right?
- It wasn't Henry.
I told you it wasn't Henry.
- I know.
I know, you were right.
You were right, baby.
Okay.
- Oh god!
- All right, all right.
Hey.
It's all right.
He's history, okay?
All right.
Oh.
It's over.
What?
Oh, my ring?
I didn't even know the stone was missing.
You have it, don't you?
- It was at Jodie's.
- That sorry bitch.
I didn't kill her, I didn't.
Hey, don't run.
You're only gonna make it worse.
Oh, Kelly.
Just this morning,
looking up at your face.
Finally seeing someone who
didn't wanna be a whore.
Don't look at me like that.
Henry was gonna take the blame.
But now you've ruined it.
Bitches ruin everything.
(screaming)
Ah, ah, ah.
(breathing heavily)
(dramatic music)
(grunting)
(breathing heavily)
- Help, stop!
Please, stop!
(screams)
No!
No!
(breathing heavily)
No, no.
Oh, oh damn it.
- I'm here, Kelly!
(screams)
(screaming)
(screaming)
(screaming)
(groaning)
No!
No!
No!
Ah!
No!
(groaning)
- Go ahead, run bitch.
(groaning)
- [Matt] It's locked!
I didn't want you to get loose.
- Damn it!
(heels clicking)
- I know you're in there.
- Then come and get me!
- Ah!
(smashing)
(groaning)
(grunting)
- Ah!
Ah!
(grunting)
Ah!
(grunting)
(crashing)
(whimpering)
(screaming)
No!
(screaming)
Ah!
Ah!
No!
(screaming)
(groaning)
(whimpering)
(gasping)
(breathing heavily)
(dramatic music)
(groaning)
(banging)
(gasping)
(smashing)
(splashing)
(splashing)
(splashing)
- You hurt me.
Now, it's my turn.
(groaning)
(splashing)
(groaning)
(groaning)
(glass shattering)
(fire crackling)
(screaming)
(whimpering)
- Everything okay?
- Yeah, everything's fine.
- Good night.
(typing)
- Night.
(soft rock music)
♪ I gotta get out of this place ♪
♪ Erase all the memories of your face ♪
♪ 'Cause I'm drowning in
the see of lies you tell ♪
♪ And the only thing in
life you have to sell ♪
♪ Is a dance with death ♪
♪ A dance with death ♪
♪ You were someone I
trusted with my heart ♪
♪ Well, how could you tear my life apart ♪
♪ I was so in love with
you I couldn't see ♪
♪ That the only thing
that you could offer me ♪
♪ Was a dance with death ♪
♪ A dance with death ♪
(dramatic music)
(drilling)
(employees chattering)
(phone ringing)
- I-I am, okay.
(employees chattering)
(heels clicking)
(knocking)
(clears throat)
- Who is it?
- Kelly.
- Oh god, what a pain in the ass.
No, no, not you, uh,
this reporter here, she--
- [Kelly] Not goin'
away this time, Hopper.
- She keeps bugging me about--
- Reporting.
(door slamming)
That is what you hired me for, Hopper.
I'm not a socialite, and I refuse to go
to one more charity function, you got it?
- Um, I'll have to call you back.
Yeah, tonight, bye.
All right, general, you got your prisoner.
- No, I think I'm the
prisoner around here.
- Oh, I'd hardly say that
you were the prisoner.
I mean, you have one of the best
beats of any reporter on the news.
I'd trade places with you anytime.
- Done.
- You think what I do is so easy, huh?
I mean, dealing with the libel threats
and the temperamental reporters.
- Meaning me, right?
- Meaning, mainly you.
At least the others know
about paying their dues.
You don't jump into this
investigative stuff.
You have to wait your turn.
- It's all I do is wait my turn.
And every time another spot comes
up you say next time, Kelly.
Well, I got news for ya, Hopper.
Next time is now.
- Let me give you some advice, Kelly.
Never shout at a man whose trying
to recover from a hangover.
Especially when you're begging a favor.
- I'm not begging.
I'm demanding what I've earned!
- I think you're demanding to get fired!
- Oh, wrong.
This is how I demand to get fired!
(door slamming)
- Demand accepted, Kelly!
(pop music)
(men chattering)
(men cheering)
(men applauding)
♪ I'll be your view, true as can be ♪
♪ That's all right ♪
♪ I'm the one you need tonight ♪
♪ Let me rock you, all night long ♪
♪ Let me rock you, to
the beat of this song ♪
♪ And if you like it
you can take me home ♪
♪ Baby, I'm the one for you ♪
♪ Whatever you need,
you don't have to ask ♪
- Hey.
- Hey, girl.
- What's up?
- Hi.
- Same shit, different day.
- Hey, girls.
Like my new coat?
- Do you know how many animals had
to die for you to get that coat?
- Do you know how many animals I had
to fuck to get this coat?
(men cheering)
♪ As long as I can be ♪
♪ Baby, we can do it all wrong ♪
♪ Let me rock you ♪
- She does it for me.
- Well, what doesn't do it for you?
- Why is it that anything
worth having in life
someone's always trying to take it away?
Fur coats, driving fast on the freeways,
sex without condoms.
- Drugs.
- Why, Cherilynn, are you
implying that I do drugs?
♪ Whatever you want,
baby, just let me know ♪
♪ I'll be your lady, your lady tonight ♪
(men cheering)
(men applauding)
- [Man] Yeah!
- [Man] Come on!
- [Man] Woo!
- All right, guys, this
is the last time tonight
to show Whitney just how
much we appreciate her.
Come on, everyone, give her a big hand.
Let's go.
(men applauding)
(men cheering)
And now for that top
flight for the the tight
super queen dance machine, Lola.
- [Man] Come on, Lola!
(pop music)
(men cheering)
- And where are you goin'?
- Art gave me the rest of the night off.
- Hm, I guess he'll do anything
to help keep you straight.
- Art, help?
We must be talking about
two different Arts.
- Just like there's
two different Whitneys?
- Listen, darling, don't
say I didn't warn you.
If you can't handle the
thorns, stay out of the bush.
♪ Lead me on, boy, lead me on ♪
♪ Don't lie to me tell
me what's it's gonna be ♪
♪ Lead me on, boy, lead me on ♪
♪ Do you wanna be a man ♪
- So where are you and your
boyfriend going tonight?
- I don't know yet, but I know one thing.
Don't wait up.
♪ Show me that you love me ♪
♪ You tell me you love me,
but are you pretending ♪
(sighs)
(smashing)
- Shit!
- Hey, not gonna make a habit of this.
♪ Lead me on, boy, lead me on ♪
♪ Don't lie to me ♪
- She's really seeing a guy tonight, huh?
So maybe there's like hope for me now.
- Well, I guess if the Berlin wall
can come down anything's possible.
(heels clicking)
(keys rattle)
(dramatic crescendo)
(screaming)
(honking)
(screaming)
- No!
No!
(screaming)
- [Announcer] Hello, Southern California,
it's 8:05 in the AM.
I'm Don Elliot and you're
listening to the Don Patrol.
Here's what's happening in
the Southland this morning.
A major oil spill is clogging one
of our prime beach resorts.
(honking)
The subway system is in
financial trouble again.
And another stripper has been found
murdered in the Downtown area.
We'll cover all these stories and
more for ya at 20 after the hour.
(employees chattering)
- Peace.
- On what terms?
- You get your old job back as long
as you promise me no more headaches.
Sound good?
- You know this article?
- Of course.
- [Kelly] And this one, we ran it.
- Mm-hmm.
About a month ago, I remember this.
- Same basic story, stripper leaves club,
somebody slices her open.
- So?
- So, if this really is
the start of a maniac spree
we could have a chance
at one hell of a scoop.
- Oh, that's very good, Kelly.
I like how you think.
- So when do I start?
- Who said anything about starting?
- You asked my terms, I'm giving them.
- All right, you win the battle,
but tomorrow we'll see how the war goes.
(motorcycle engine running)
(pop music)
♪ But dawn is here and so we'll stay ♪
♪ Forever young ♪
♪ Forever young ♪
(men applauding)
- [Man] Yeah!
(men cheering)
(men applauding)
(man whistles)
- [Man] Hey!
- Hey.
C note and you ain't take it?
- Nobody gives those without
wanting something back.
- A drink, is that too much to ask?
- These days it is.
(men applauding)
(men cheering)
- Now, that's great, but
what you don't understand
is that I'm trying to run a business here.
- You know, you are one
heartless son of a bitch!
You really expect Jodie
to be here tonight?
Whitney is dead for Christ's sake.
- And that's her problem.
All I know is that I am short
two girls tonight as it is
and I'm getting zero cooperation
from the three I got.
- Hey, Art, I got a reporter on the phone.
- Oh, come on, how many
times I gotta tell you.
No reporters at no time.
Jesus, now where were we?
- Oh, you were saying how lucky you are
to have all of us working for you tonight.
- Lucky, okay you call that lucky?
- Well, if that's the way you feel.
- You got a stage out there.
(sighs)
- Um, yeah, Cherilynn, yeah, yeah,
I am very lucky to have you here.
Both of you, really.
- Well, you don't act like it.
- I don't?
- No.
- Well.
Bonuses?
For both of you, huh?
I mean, please, just don't
leave me empty-handed tonight.
- [Hopper] So, Kelly, what do you got?
- [Kelly] The Bottoms Up Club
is having an amateur contest.
- [Hopper] And?
- [Kelly] The winner gets a full-time job.
- What are you gonna do, strip?
- Exactly.
I'm willing to do it to get the story.
- What about the guys upstairs?
- Who says they have to know?
Come on, Richard, it'll
be our little secret.
- I think it's a terrific idea.
- You do?
- Aren't you happy?
- Yeah.
Yeah.
I mean, it was my idea, wasn't it?
- It sure was.
- So what do you think?
- You know what I think?
I think he's letting you do this
just so he can check you out.
- Yeah, I wouldn't put it past him.
- Yeah, me neither.
The man's an animal.
- No, he drinks too much to be an animal.
- No, he drinks to cool
his animal instincts.
I've been working for him for five years.
I know what I'm talking about.
No.
That looks great.
(pop music)
(men cheering)
(men applauding)
- What do you think?
- Well, we'll know any second, Bill.
- It's a nice place, huh?
- You like it, I like it.
♪ Do we have to say goodbye ♪
♪ Was it all in vain ♪
- [Dermot] And that was Laura, folks.
Let's hear it for Laura.
- All right, Laura, right, okay.
(men applauding)
(woman shouts)
(man whistles)
(man whistles)
- That's right, folks, the
women here are competing
from all walks of life
for cash prices and maybe
even a nightly spot here at Bottoms Up.
Now, for the sixth and final
contestant of the evening.
Let's give a real Bottoms
Up welcome for the lovely,
I hope I'm pronouncing
this right, Dominique!
- Oh!
(applauding)
- Hey, Dominique!
(pop music)
(men cheering)
(men applauding)
- All right, Dominique.
(shouts)
♪ Well, I've shown my heart ♪
♪ To some people who hurt it ♪
♪ All men cry and dirty looks
that leaves his heart deserted ♪
- Jesus, she's a corpse.
Get on the mic and try
to liven this thing up.
- Don't think this is the plan, folks.
You've heard of, uh,
minimalist art and music?
Well, this is minimalist dancing.
♪ I won't deal ♪
♪ I can't touch the people that I love ♪
♪ I'm always locked outside of ♪
♪ So take pity on the soul of modern man ♪
♪ Can we see right through his pulse ♪
♪ Don't you know, we're
just slaves, modern man ♪
♪ To the moves that everybody knows ♪
♪ If I lose this move to modern man ♪
♪ Can I leave down my attack ♪
♪ Feeling wicked in the
world of modern man ♪
♪ And to have the body back ♪
♪ Can we ever get it back ♪
- The only thing's that gonna save
her now is a great set of tits.
♪ Tough enough ♪
♪ And I'm rough ♪
♪ So much to blame of course
I've seen enough here ♪
(applauding)
♪ I come stoned and not a chance ♪
♪ It beats understand ♪
(men cheering)
- Not bad.
♪ A man and his heart
completely ununited ♪
- Come on, you guys!
Let's hear it for Dominique, come on!
- (Together] Dominique,
Dominique, Dominique, Dominique!
(men cheering)
(men applauding)
- Please, don't let her win.
(men cheering)
- So you think I got the job?
- Well, maybe, but I'd think
twice before taking it.
- What, you don't like it here?
- No, I like it fine, if
I could forget the fact
that there's some nut out there.
- Some nut out there?
What?
What are you talking about?
♪ You're just a bad boy in disguise ♪
♪ I think I got just
what you're looking for ♪
♪ Why don't you stick around ♪
- The prize money?
Oh no, no, you see, the
prize money becomes your
initiation fee if you wanna work here.
But now you tell me you
don't wanna work here
so, gee, I don't know what
to tell you except so long.
Have fun in college.
- Look, honey, what did
you say your name is again?
- Dominique.
- Yeah, right.
Look, I'm gonna be real
straightforward with you.
Two of our girls have been
whacked in the last few weeks.
- Whacked?
- Whacked, you know, hit, killed.
- Jesus, no kidding.
- Uh, Sunny, Cheryl, why don't you
girls go powder your noses?
- Our noses don't need powdering.
- My ass could use a spit shine though.
(laughing)
- Hi.
I'm gonna be right up front with you.
Even though you came in first on the
applause meter, you're third on my list.
But the other girls are looking
for the prize money not a job.
- Well, I hope I didn't
lower your standards too far.
- No, that's got nothing to do with it.
You're fine in that department.
But you move like a zombie on stage
and you're too fuckin' modest.
- Oh, oh, I see.
- Before I take you on, three things.
Don't talk about club business,
always work your shift,
and get here nice and early tomorrow,
and try to get the lead out
of your feet, understood?
- Understood.
- Fa bene.
(pop music)
(laughing)
- Hi.
- Hi.
Listen, uh, do you like this music
'cause I can change it if you want?
- No, no, it's fine.
- You know, I really pulled
for you to get this job.
I said to Art, I said, Art,
this girl has got potential.
- Well, thanks.
- Yeah.
- That's really nice.
- I got a lot of influence around here,
I mean, you can ask any of the girls.
When Whitney first came here,
I said--
- Whitney?
- Yeah.
She doesn't work here anymore.
- Did you know Whitney very well?
- Well, not as well as I
would have liked to have.
- Hm, she wouldn't go out with you, huh?
- Yeah, well, it wasn't just me.
I mean, it's guys in general.
Al least, most of the time.
- How did the other girls feel about that?
- Hell, it didn't bother them.
I mean, Jodie was her lover.
You don't know Jodie, do you?
- No, I haven't had the privilege.
(pop music)
♪ Ah ♪
♪ Ooh ♪
- Didn't waste any time
replacing her, did he?
- You must be Jodie.
- Hm, didn't waste any
time filling you in either.
(men cheering)
♪ I ain't gonna tell a lie ♪
- I'm Dominique.
- As in Dominatrix?
- If that's what you're in to.
- I wasn't, but I might start now.
♪ Can you see me now baby ♪
♪ Before it gets too late ♪
♪ Now, won't you make
me, won't you make me ♪
♪ Won't you make me lose my mind ♪
- Jesus, she's stoned out of her mind.
- Well, how many times have
I warned her about that shit?
♪ I just don't need to ♪
(men cheering)
(men laughing)
♪ Don't check me out ♪
(men applauding)
♪ Don't check me out ♪
(laughing)
(dramatic music)
(laughing)
- Woo!
Oh!
- Oh, Jesus H. Christ!
(laughs)
- Make light of it, Zombie.
- Whoops, gotta check the
liability insurance on that one.
- Get her outta here.
(laughs)
Here, here, have a cigar.
Get her out of here.
Beer.
Beer right here.
(laughing)
Get her out.
- If you want, I'll
come out and watch you.
Give you some pointers.
- That'd be nice.
- Dominique!
Get out there!
- Sunny.
Sunny, I'm gonna have to let you go.
Now, I just can't accept this anymore.
- Look, she'll be all right.
- No, no.
Now, Sunny, I want you out
and I want you out now!
- Look, Art, I'm gonna get clean.
Now, I got the number to that place--
- Don't, I'm sorry.
- Fuck!
(pop music)
(man applauds)
♪ The girl is hot ♪
♪ With what she's got ♪
♪ She's got a body that
will never eyes turn away ♪
♪ I think I'm hooked, yes I am. ♪
- There goes Jodie,
sniffin' out the new meat.
♪ I never seen a girl that makes me feel ♪
- She always outguns you, doesn't she?
Gee, that must feel really bad, huh,
being outgunned by a girl?
♪ She's drivin' me wild ♪
♪ With her real hot sexy style ♪
♪ I'd like to get to know her
but she's driving me wild ♪
♪ Ooh the way she moves ♪
♪ She does it so smooth ♪
♪ Just like a clock she
moves right on time ♪
♪ I'm so thrilled ♪
♪ I can't be still ♪
♪ I never knew a girl
who really could be so ♪
(dramatic music)
(clicking)
- So, do you like it?
- Oh, like it, I love it.
(rock music)
♪ I saw her on the street standing like ♪
♪ In a short little skirt ♪
- Well, uh.
You definitely got the bod.
Even if you ain't got all
the moves, but they'll come.
In time.
Maybe with a little help.
- Are you offering?
- If you're taking.
- Hello.
Dominique.
I just wanted to say I
enjoyed your routine.
- Thank you.
- Can I buy you girls a drink?
- Actually, we were right
in the middle of something.
- Later then.
- We're gonna be in the middle of
something for the rest of the night.
- Some other time.
- Mm-hmm.
- Enjoy your evening.
- Well, go on, call him back.
That is what you wanted to do, isn't it?
- No, not at all.
- If we're gonna get along
at all, don't lie to me.
I hate liars.
- Damn.
- Taxi!
Taxi, wait!
This just ain't my night.
♪ She's the queen of the chains ♪
♪ It's driving me insane ♪
♪ She's the queen of the chains ♪
♪ It's driving me insane ♪
♪ She's nothing but
the devil in disguise ♪
♪ Look as mean and she's
killing me with those eyes ♪
♪ She'll dry you up and throw you down ♪
♪ I think it's strictly outta love ♪
♪ Let me tell you, people,
this girl is too tough ♪
♪ Ow ♪
♪ She's the queen of the chains ♪
(door slamming)
- Hi ya doin', Henry?
(door slamming)
Doin' a little shoppin'?
You'll be pleased to know we picked
up a few new manufactures.
Oh, yeah.
Watch this.
Ouch, shoot!
All right, so you're better than me.
Come on, you better give it back.
- Hey, what are you doing back here?
Get the hell out of here.
- Hey, hey, what's your hurry, man?
I got stereos, I got watches,
I got VCRs, and I deliver.
(door slamming)
(clears throat)
- Um, awfully sorry, Ma'am.
I was lookin' for the toilet.
- Yeah, well, it's back that way.
And while you're at it, fall in.
- I'll do that.
(heels clicking)
(banging)
(dramatic music)
- All right, god damn it, where are you?
I'm not fuckin' around.
(clicking)
(groans)
(whimpering)
Oh my, somebody, help, please!
Oh god, help me!
(screaming)
(dialing)
Please, please!
(shouting)
(stabbing)
Stop!
(screaming)
No, don't.
No!
(phone ringing)
(phone ringing)
(bird chirping)
- Whoever it is, it better be good.
- It's Hopper.
There's been another murder.
- When?
- Sometime early this morning.
Look, I won't say it again.
Walk away, now.
- Just give me the address.
- [Hopper] 2460 Main.
(police sirens blaring)
(police radio chatters)
(heels clicking)
- Mademoiselle Dominique,
how good to see you again.
Since when do strippers walk
around with tape recorders?
- Since when do perverts walk around
wearing detective badges?
(laughs)
- All the time.
- So you've blown my cover.
- True, but you weren't wearing much
of a cover to begin with.
I want that early and set on my desk.
- Glad to see the police
finally involved in this thing.
- We've been involved all along
just couldn't get any cooperation
from the guys at the club.
- Yeah, sounds familiar.
- Speaking of familiar,
I'm Detective Shaughnessy.
Matt to my friends.
- Kelly Crosby.
I'll take you up on that drink now.
So how did he kill her, same method?
- He, now, if I said that,
you'd accuse me of being sexist.
- Yeah, and then I'd wait for
you to answer the question.
- Same method.
My turn, I got my eye
on this guy at the club.
He sits up front, he's there all the time.
Tall, skinny, glasses with deep set eyes.
What's the word on him?
- I don't know.
I try not to catch any
eyes when I'm up there.
- You caught mine.
- You just happened to
be where I was looking.
- Lucky me.
- This guy I'm talking about,
sneaking around backstage last night.
He was also out back later shopping
with one of out local
mobile entrepreneurs.
- Shopping for what?
- He bought a knife, at
least I think he did.
- So, Kelly, you don't know
anything about the customers.
So what about the girls?
- You know the girl I was with last night?
- Oh, Ms. Manners?
- Yeah, she was lovers with the last girl
who was killed and very possessive.
So I was thinking that maybe she wanted
to kill her girlfriend and
the other girls were just--
- Camouflage.
- Exactly.
- It's promising.
Anyone else?
- Well, there's the DJ, Dermot.
He gets turned down a lot
and doesn't take it too well.
- Mm.
And all this after only
two days, I'm impressed.
You're something.
You're up there, taking your
clothes off just for a story.
Lady, you got balls.
- It's a bitch keepin'
'em hidden on stage.
(rock music)
- Well, it's not my fault.
- As far as I'm concerned, you coulda just
killed Sunny yourself sending
her out in that condition!
You practically set her up, Art!
- Hey, is it my fault the girl's a junkie?
- What's that supposed to
mean, she deserved to die?
- Don't be ridiculous!
I mean, unless there's
a two drink minimum down
at the morgue I have a vested interest
in you girls staying alive!
(pop music)
(men cheering)
- [Man] Jodie!
♪ She's lookin' like she's
just a dangerous girl ♪
♪ This girl's here to really
let you have some fun ♪
♪ Lovely, when she walks on the floor ♪
(splashing)
- See you guys tomorrow.
- [Woman] Wait, hold on a minute.
I'll tell you who I think it is.
- Oh god, who now?
- Henry.
- Who's Henry?
- Some dick-less prick
who comes in all the time.
Never says anything, never tips.
He just drools.
- Is he that really pale
guy with the deep set eyes,
sort of unshaven?
- Yeah, he kinda looks
like a piece of toe cheese.
- That's being generous.
- Bye.
(rock music)
♪ That girl is lovely,
gold from head to toe ♪
♪ Sensual, I wanna know more ♪
♪ Don't you know, fellows,
she's the one for me ♪
♪ Can't you see ♪
♪ Golden lady ♪
♪ Goddess of the sun ♪
♪ Golden lady, let me be your only one ♪
- [Man] Oh yeah!
Yeah, come on, come on, yeah!
♪ Goddess of the sun ♪
- Dominique in back?
- Uh, yeah.
♪ Golden lady, let me be your only one ♪
(men cheering)
- The very sexy Ms. Jodie, gentlemen.
(men cheering)
(men applauding)
(gasps)
- Who are you?
What do you want?
(screams)
- Daddy's here!
(clicking)
- All right now, whore.
You just hold still and
be real, real quiet.
(groans)
Now, where's your money?
- Here, take my money.
(groans)
- Let's do her, man!
- Leave me alone!
- You know, we just came for your cash,
but you're just a sweet little peach
I may have to rub your fuzz.
Ow, bitch!
- Hey!
- Get him, man!
- Come on, man!
- Get off!
- Get him, man!
(groaning)
- Get off me!
- Go get him, go get him!
Get him, get him!
(groans)
Aw fuck yeah, buddy!
(smashing)
What're you gonna do?
Bitch!
(smashing)
Ah!
(smashing)
Ah!
(smashing)
- You all right?
- Yeah.
- Okay, come on, let's go.
- Yeah.
(spits)
(groans)
- Oh god, all I wanted was a blowjob.
- Okay?
- Yeah.
- All right.
Nice neighborhood, huh?
Hey.
(groans)
- Now, fight me, stupid bitch.
You got Whitney, didn't you, didn't you?
- Jodie stop it, you got it all wrong!
Listen to me!
- I've seen him sneaking
around back there!
- He's a friend of mine.
A couple of guys just tried to attack me.
I could be dead right
now if it wasn't for him.
- Some friend, some fucking friend!
- Jodie, come on!
Come on!
(breathing heavily)
- Are you all right?
- I'll live.
- Why would she think you're the killer?
- Because I'm sneaking around
back here, just like she said.
I had something to ask
you that couldn't wait.
We had a witness come in today
who saw somebody hanging around
down in the alley just
before Sunny got it.
It was too dark to see anything
so we don't have a positive ID.
- No description, how's
that worth anything?
- I went back there.
I found a cigar bud.
- Now, who do we know beside
friend Jodie who smokes cigars?
- Oh, Art.
♪ You said you'd always be there ♪
♪ No matter what went wrong ♪
♪ The dreams we tried to share ♪
♪ Lie broken now that you are gone ♪
- Can I use the phone in your office?
- My private office?
Now, why do you think I
go to the time and trouble
of putting a payphone backstage?
- It's very personal.
I need my privacy.
- It's always something
with these broads, isn't it?
All right, five minutes, keep it local.
- I'll leave a quarter.
♪ Goodbye, was it all in vain ♪
♪ Didn't mean ♪
(knocking)
- [Art] Apparently we've got two
different ideas of five minutes.
- I just need one more minute, all right?
(moaning)
- Art
Art.
- Oh, baby.
- Art.
(laughs)
More, more.
- What the fuck?
- Hi, hon, what's for dinner?
- Your ass, bitch.
- Hey, hey, hey, Jodie, wait.
- In my own house.
- Jodie.
In my own fucking bed, I outta kill you!
You know that?
- Hey!
- Well, then go ahead and do it!
I'm getting tired of your
empty fucking threats!
- Son of a bitch.
- So what do you think?
- Well, I'm glad to see I'm not the only
person who gets stomped by Jodie.
- You're gonna get stomped
by me in about one second.
- I accept all challengers.
- So what can I get you, a beer?
- Yeah, you read my mind.
- [Kelly] So I was
thinking it might be time
to reactivate the camouflage theory.
- What, you mean Jodie's our man?
- She's sure not shy on motive.
Find anything interesting?
- Kelly.
I was just wondering if
there was a guy in your life.
(dramatic music)
- No.
The answer's no.
There was up until about six months ago,
but since then nothing.
And you?
- Nothing serious.
- So you wanna hear my big idea?
- Fire away.
- I was thinking I'd try to lure Jodie
back here tonight after work.
You can find out where she
lives and search her apartment.
- Kelly, you just said it yourself.
That girl may be a
potential serial killer.
I cannot let you take the
chance of being alone with her.
- I won't be.
I swear to you, Matt, I won't be
alone with her for one minute.
(pop music)
♪ I can hear the thunder
in the sky from you ♪
♪ Waiting for the rain to start ♪
♪ I can hear the sharp
tongues talking 'bout you ♪
♪ A light in my heart ♪
♪ Don't give me your reasons ♪
♪ Don't give me your lies ♪
♪ Give me an open window
to see into your mind ♪
♪ I want integrity ♪
(men shouting)
♪ Give me integrity ♪
(men applauding)
(men cheering)
- It's times like this I
know I got the right job.
Let's hear it for Mademoiselle Dominique.
(men cheering)
(men applauding)
- Well, well, well, how did
you get so good so fast, huh?
Talent.
Boy, you got real nice talent.
- You know, you're never gonna
reel her in like that, Art.
You gotta find a new line.
(laughs)
- Don't mind her, honey,
she's just jealous
'cause she can hear a raise
coming and not in her direction.
- A raise?
- Mm-hmm, that's right.
And I wouldn't be surprised if
there were a few more to follow.
You know, he really isn't half bad.
- Yeah, he's pretty good
as far as lechers go.
- Who him, oh come on.
- Are you kidding me?
(laughs)
That guy's so horny he'd
screw the Venetian blinds.
- I know exactly how he feels.
- Do you now?
- [Kelly] So you know this guy Henry?
- [Jodie] Unfortunately.
- No, actually they were
saying he might be the killer.
- Henry?
Hardly.
- Why do you say that?
- 'Cause he's got no balls.
You know, you may find this hard
to believe, but I'm pretty hip to men.
My old man was a maniac and I got
to know that look pretty good.
- And Henry hasn't got it?
- No way.
Henry's a loser, not a killer.
So Dermot is standing there
with his pants down to his knees
and I look down and I said
that wouldn't even floss my teeth.
I thought he was gonna die.
(laughing)
- How'd you get in here?
- I got a key, remember.
- Well, you didn't say
anything about dropping by.
- Well, I was afraid
you wouldn't let me in.
I really had to see ya tonight.
This whole thing is driving me crazy.
- Jodie, I'm sorry,
this is my ex-boyfriend.
- Ex?
I didn't know I was officially an ex yet.
- Look, um, I gotta go.
You wanna walk me out?
- Yeah.
(door slamming)
Jodie, I'm sorry.
I had no idea he was gonna be here.
- Look, come home with me now.
- Oh, honey, I can't just leave him here.
- Get rid of that guy, I know him.
- What?
- He was the guy Whitney was
seeing the night she was killed.
- Are you sure?
- I am absolutely positive.
Come with me.
- [Hopper] Honey, did you
rearrange the kitchen?
I can't find the beer.
- I see.
You'd rather be alone
with a killer than a dyke?
Fine, suit yourself.
- I sure scared her off.
- Yeah, you sure did.
(dramatic music)
(cocking gun)
(grunting)
- Police freeze.
(screeching)
(gun firing)
(crashing)
(dog barking)
- I don't know how you
could stand it, Kelly.
Hangin' out with trash like that.
- Jodie's not so bad.
- I know the type.
I was working on a beat in
Atlanta a couple years ago.
Doin' a cover story on strippers.
They're all the same.
- You ever date any of 'em?
(laughs)
- What, you spyin' on me?
Yeah, I went out with a couple of 'em.
- Look, Richard, I'm really tired.
I think I just need to get some sleep.
- Right.
You working girls need your beauty rest.
- Yeah.
- Aren't you gonna give your
boyfriend a good night kiss?
- Richard, you're my
ex-boyfriend, remember?
- And exes don't have the same privileges?
- Sorry.
- Well, you can't blame
a guy for tryin', huh?
(cars honking)
(bird chirping)
- Good morning.
You're up early.
Jodie keep you going all night long?
- Yeah, and we have it all
on tape for you to watch.
- Oh.
I didn't mean anything by that.
You makin' breakfast?
(bird chirping)
- I don't cook.
- I make a mean piece of toast.
- Come on.
- So, I get to Jodie's place last night.
Guess what happens?
Somebody's already beaten me there.
- Who?
- Our friend the weirdo.
- You caught him?
- No, I didn't, but I did
get a license plate run down
and at least we now know
who we're lookin' for.
Henry John Dubrowski.
Now, this guy's got
convictions for assault,
attempted rape, and a five-year
term for child molestation.
Plus, he skipped out on bail, too.
- That's great.
- Great?
It's better than that.
We got an APB out on this guy.
So guess what, you can
hang up our G-string.
No more naked dancing.
- Well, I have some real doubts
about Henry being the killer.
(laughs)
- Why?
- I-I don't know.
I don't know, I, woman's intuition.
- Yeah, well, I've got a cop's intuition.
You know what it tells me, Kelly?
You're so in to this undercover thing,
you don't want it to end.
- Oh no no, you're trying
to end it all to soon.
It is like you're doing all
this just to get me to quit.
- Maybe I am.
- Why would you do that?
- Kelly, you figure it out.
(door slamming)
(sighs)
(drilling)
(cars honking)
(dramatic music)
(pop music)
(crowd chattering)
♪ Some girls have the right look ♪
♪ And know just how to walk ♪
♪ Some girls have got their own mind ♪
- Joe where's Art?
♪ I know the way they talk ♪
♪ Some girls accept the wrong way ♪
- You know where Art is?
- Yeah, he's in back.
- Thanks.
♪ Some girls have long blond hair ♪
- Just keep the high heels
on for the whole thing.
It makes the leg longer,
that's what they pay to see.
They can see bear feet at home.
- Hey, Art.
- Huh.
- I need the night off
tonight, if you don't mind.
- Don't mind?
Hey, what two things did I make you
promise me when I hired you?
You would work all your shifts and you
wouldn't quit on me.
- I know, I know,
but there's some stuff I need
to take care of, if you--
- Look, Dominique, I'm
short tonight as it is.
Without you, I only got two girls.
- What two girls, where's Jodie?
- Well, she's a no-show.
- What?
- Oh, no, don't worry about it.
She pulls this every
now and then, but you.
I mean, you promised me
you wouldn't let me down.
You walk out on me, you lied to me.
- Shit.
- This stereo is 400 bucks,
but for you guys, 75.
- I don't think so, come on let's go.
- Wait just a second, what else,
what else you got, man?
- Hold on a sec, wait.
Ah.
Huh?
- Yeah, man, is it real?
- It's a genuine rolodex.
You have my word as a gentleman.
- Oh, a rolodex, very nice.
(laughs)
Come on, let's go.
- Wait a minute, how much, man?
- Piss off.
- All right, all right.
I know this isn't my territory.
- Shut up, I'm a cop.
- Ah, shit, look, this isn't mine.
I'm just making some deliveries.
- Sure you are, where's Henry?
- Who?
- You need me to shake
your brain around some?
Henry, the weirdo, he does knife tricks.
- Oh, Henry, of course.
Buys a lotta stuff from me.
These people would have
nothin' if it wasn't for me.
No luxuries.
- Okay, Robin Hood, so
what does Henry get?
- Oh, a couple knives.
You know what he pays me for it?
Oh, wait, hey hey hey hey.
Lingerie.
Some poor transvestites eat this shit up.
Discount rate, you know what I mean?
- Where is he?
- I don't know, I'm not his mother.
- Okay, let's take this crap Downtown.
Run it through the computer.
- Okay, look, I don't know where he lives.
He hangs out at Griffith
Park by the playground.
I've done a couple of deals up there.
(slamming)
- Vamos, amigo.
(clapping)
♪ If not for love I wouldn't
be in this mess I'm in ♪
♪ I'd be safe and warm at home ♪
♪ Now that I've hit
the hard, rock bottom ♪
♪ There's just one good thing I can say ♪
♪ If I can't stand up
then I can't fall down ♪
♪ I can't stand up so I can't
fall down on my face again ♪
♪ I guess I took one too many chances ♪
♪ It's your time here, I told you so ♪
♪ Stretch out a hand to pull me up ♪
♪ Won't you make it easy and slow ♪
♪ Now that I've hit
the hard, rock bottom ♪
♪ There's just one good thing I can say ♪
♪ If I can't stand up
then I can't fall down ♪
♪ I can't stand up so I can't
fall down on my face again ♪
♪ If I can't stand up
then I can't fall down ♪
♪ I can't stand up so I can't fall down ♪
- Why'd you get started in this business?
- It was either that or hooking.
So what about you?
- Me?
- Yeah, why do you do it?
- The power, I guess.
The sense that you're,
you're really letting go,
you know what I mean?
- Can I have a word with you, please?
- What?
- What do I have to do,
spell it out for ya?
I don't want you doing this anymore.
- I know that.
- Then why are you here?
- Because it's my job.
- Oh yeah, and what about me?
Am I part of the job.
- I don't take my job home with me.
(romantic music)
- How many guys does it take
to catch one degenerate?
Very funny.
Look, I'm tired, I've
been workin' all night.
(laughs)
Yes, I'll be there.
So how much sleep did we get?
- I don't think we got any.
- I'm sorry I gotta go off so quick.
- You seem to do that a lot.
- I get better after the first night.
(laughs)
- Promises, promises.
- You're special, you know that?
- I'd like to tell you something.
- What?
- I've been holding out on you.
- I could tell.
- I didn't wanna tell you at
first because I wasn't sure,
but now I think I am.
I think I know who the killer is.
- Not Jodie again?
- I forgot all about her.
She never showed up last night.
- If there's one girl who can take
care of herself, it's that one.
Kelly, promise me something.
No more stripping, no more
hangin' out with strippers.
- No wonder those girls
are so screwed up there.
They're strippers and
it makes them whores.
And what am I, a little virgin?
- Well, if you were, you're not one now.
(laughing)
(bird chirping)
- Go 'head, make a joke out of it.
Doesn't change anything, I
still know the way you think.
- Oh yeah?
So what am I thinking right now?
- That's not too hard.
(laughs)
- I've gotta go.
- Ohhh.
(music playing softly)
- Jodie?
♪ She's the queen of the chains ♪
Jodie, it's Dominique.
♪ And it's drivin' me insane ♪
♪ She's the queen of the chains ♪
♪ It's drivin' me insane ♪
(gasps)
(dramatic music)
(screaming)
(employees chattering)
- Hey!
Ooh, you look like you just seen a ghost.
- No, a lot worse.
- Well, you won't find him in there.
He hasn't been in the past couple days.
I can't even reach him at home.
Maybe he got lucky.
- God, I hope not.
- Hey, Henry, checkin' out the locomotion?
You remember me, don't you?
We met the other night at Jodie's.
I don't believe you met my badge.
- I know why you're looking for me.
- Oh yeah, I'd imagine you do.
Get down on the ground.
- You ain't taking me in.
- Hey, you scrawny mother fuck.
Got a problem hearing?
I said down on the ground.
- You're not taken me in!
(screams)
(guns firing)
- You're quick, Henry, I'll give you that.
Henry J. Dubrowski, are you responsible
for the murder of those strippers?
- You shouldn't have shot me.
Now, you'll never know.
(sirens blare)
- [Answering Machine]
This is Richard Hopper.
If you're hearing this, it probably means
that I'm at work or a bar.
By the way, I need your name and number.
Cheers.
(beeping)
- This is Kelly.
Listen, I'm on to you Hopper.
I know what happened in Atlanta and I
know you were seeing Whitney.
Maybe there's a good explanation for this
so I wanna give you the chance to tell it.
I'm gonna be at the club tonight
so if you wanna come down
and see me there, you're welcome to.
Otherwise I'm going to the police.
♪ Heard that you're leavin'
for a long, long time ♪
♪ I took a long walk by ♪
♪ Oh my ♪
♪ And that's the way it will
be until the end of time ♪
♪ Something's different,
it's not like before ♪
♪ And I'm not gonna play
your games anymore ♪
♪ 'Cause I'm bowing out ♪
♪ We got a storm going on ♪
- Can't bring yourself to
leave this place, can you?
- Jodie's dead.
- Yeah, I know.
And so is Henry Dubrowski,
I bagged him this afternoon.
- But he didn't do it.
I told you, Matt, I know who did it.
- Really, who?
- The man I work for.
- Hey, Kelly, relax.
It's over.
I've just come from forensics.
They confirmed Henry is the killer.
- What?
- The blood on his
knife matched Whitney's.
- Then I was wrong.
Oh god, Matt, you don't
how happy you just made me.
- Then you got an end to your story.
Come on.
Let's get outta here, okay?
- Yeah.
I gotta go get my stuff, all right?
(men chattering)
(groaning)
(crashing)
Art?
Art?
(dramatic music)
Oh my god.
Oh my god!
(screams)
- Stop it, stop it!
Listen to me, I didn't mean to kill him,
but he said he was gonna blackmail me.
He sent me a tape of Whitney and me.
Listen to me!
He phoned me, he said he wanted money
or he was gonna go to the police.
And I can't allow that.
(groans)
Ah!
(grunting)
Kelly, dammit, wait!
- Stop him!
- Kelly, get down!
(gun firing)
(whimpering)
Okay?
All right?
- It wasn't Henry.
I told you it wasn't Henry.
- I know.
I know, you were right.
You were right, baby.
Okay.
- Oh god!
- All right, all right.
Hey.
It's all right.
He's history, okay?
All right.
Oh.
It's over.
What?
Oh, my ring?
I didn't even know the stone was missing.
You have it, don't you?
- It was at Jodie's.
- That sorry bitch.
I didn't kill her, I didn't.
Hey, don't run.
You're only gonna make it worse.
Oh, Kelly.
Just this morning,
looking up at your face.
Finally seeing someone who
didn't wanna be a whore.
Don't look at me like that.
Henry was gonna take the blame.
But now you've ruined it.
Bitches ruin everything.
(screaming)
Ah, ah, ah.
(breathing heavily)
(dramatic music)
(grunting)
(breathing heavily)
- Help, stop!
Please, stop!
(screams)
No!
No!
(breathing heavily)
No, no.
Oh, oh damn it.
- I'm here, Kelly!
(screams)
(screaming)
(screaming)
(screaming)
(groaning)
No!
No!
No!
Ah!
No!
(groaning)
- Go ahead, run bitch.
(groaning)
- [Matt] It's locked!
I didn't want you to get loose.
- Damn it!
(heels clicking)
- I know you're in there.
- Then come and get me!
- Ah!
(smashing)
(groaning)
(grunting)
- Ah!
Ah!
(grunting)
Ah!
(grunting)
(crashing)
(whimpering)
(screaming)
No!
(screaming)
Ah!
Ah!
No!
(screaming)
(groaning)
(whimpering)
(gasping)
(breathing heavily)
(dramatic music)
(groaning)
(banging)
(gasping)
(smashing)
(splashing)
(splashing)
(splashing)
- You hurt me.
Now, it's my turn.
(groaning)
(splashing)
(groaning)
(groaning)
(glass shattering)
(fire crackling)
(screaming)
(whimpering)
- Everything okay?
- Yeah, everything's fine.
- Good night.
(typing)
- Night.
(soft rock music)
♪ I gotta get out of this place ♪
♪ Erase all the memories of your face ♪
♪ 'Cause I'm drowning in
the see of lies you tell ♪
♪ And the only thing in
life you have to sell ♪
♪ Is a dance with death ♪
♪ A dance with death ♪
♪ You were someone I
trusted with my heart ♪
♪ Well, how could you tear my life apart ♪
♪ I was so in love with
you I couldn't see ♪
♪ That the only thing
that you could offer me ♪
♪ Was a dance with death ♪
♪ A dance with death ♪
(dramatic music)