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JACK (VOICEOVER): Man, I don't
understand certain women.

And I don't get my own
self-destructive tendencies.

I really went out of my
way to try and help her

and cut myself a little
slack in the process.

But I almost got killed over it.

Talk about getting caught on
the wrong side of a con game.

Shit.

[GUN FIRES]

[BODY THUDS]

Well, partner, that's
the easiest $4 million

we'll ever make.

I think you got things
a little mixed up, Ted.

Oh, really?

JACK: Put the gun down, Quincy.

TED: I thought I told you to
stay off this case, Nietzsche

JACK: Well, you know me.

I've always had a
problem with authority.

No, your problem is you
don't know about the deal Roxy

and I cut.

Is that right?

Yeah.

We're gonna split the
insurance money on Falcone.

I get her and the money.

JACK: The only thing it
looks like you get from here

is a long prison term.

TED: Is that right?

[GUN FIRES]

JACK (VOICEOVER): But anyway,
I'm getting ahead of myself.

This whole business really
began with the Laura

Winters case, an insurance
scam I was investigating.

[JAZZ MUSIC]

LAURA: Hi.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

Just put 'em on
the kitchen table.

How much is that gonna be?

MAN: $30, ma'am.

Thank you.

Keep the change.

Bye-bye.

[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS]

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[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS]

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

[LIGHT SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

[DOOR CLOSES]

[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS]

[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS]

[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS]

[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS]

LAURA: [MOANING]

[MOANING]

All right.

OK, I'll let him know.

Bye-bye.

Mr. Quincy.

Mr. Quincy, that was
the radio station.

They're ready when you are.
- Put it through to my office.

Let me know when Jack comes in.

Theodore Quincy here.

Nice to be on the show.

SHOW HOST (ON PHONE):
Thank you, Mr. Quincy.

As you know, Make a Difference
profiles people in the community

who are making a difference.

For those of our listeners who
may not know of your involvement

with the correctional
facilities,

why don't you give
us a brief overview?

Well, it really came
about by accident.

Uh, one of my employees
had a relative

who needed a job
in order to qualify

for a prison parole program.

Anyway, I-- I took
a chance with him.

And he's still with me
today, over four years later.

SHOW HOST (ON PHONE): I think
our listeners should also

know you're on the board
of directors for Lend

a Hand, an organization
that coordinates

early parole programs.

TED: Well, I just
think, as a businessman,

it makes sense to tap into as
many resources as possible.

And I think that sometime
in our lives, we've--

we've all been in a position
of needing a second chance.

[ROCK MUSIC]

Excuse me.

You look a lot better in person.

You must be Jack Nietzsche.

That's right.

Your real name Laura Winters?

Maybe.

Why?

Look, lady,
don't fuck with me.

I've had a tough day already.

I mean, hiding in the
bushes outside your window,

watching you miraculously
rise up from your wheelchair,

fucking your brains out for
two hours with some moron.

Although, that's not
bad for a woman who's

paralyzed from the waist down.

What else do
you know about me?

JACK: I know you
won a fat settlement

from Anaconda Casualty Company.

I know you quit your job.

And now I know you're a liar.

Prove it.

It's my word against yours.

What do you want?

Surprise me.

LAURA: Maybe this will cloud
your memory a little bit.

JACK: Things are getting
a little fuzzy already.

Now, why don't we just
hammer out the details?

Jack.

I just wanted you to know
that I get off in an hour.

[SIGHS] I'm gonna have to
take a rain check on that.

Don't wait too long, Jack.

But I'll call you.

JACK (VOICEOVER): So
that was Laura Winters.

Pretty hot-looking, huh?

And she fit in real nice
with the little game

I was running on my job with
the Anaconda Casualty Company.

[LIGHT SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

[CRICKETS CHIRPING]

Are you awake?

It's OK.

TONY: Sorry I'm late.

I got hung up downtown.

Well, I was tired anyway.

You smell great.

Tony, I'm not a car.

You can't just turn the
key and start me up.

Well, when did you become
such a high-class bitch?

Maybe some people change.

TONY: Yeah, well, I liked
you better the other way.

Tony, I've got an idea.

Why don't we try
something new tonight?

All right, I'm game.

Like what?

Conversation.

[CHUCKLES] Conversation, Rox?

Hell, I don't think
that's your strong suit.

How would you know?

TONY: Don't you forget
where I found you.

Why don't you get
out of these things,

get a little more comfortable?

What do you think?

[GRUNTS]

[TELEPHONE RINGING]

[TENSE MUSIC]

JACK (ON ANSWERING
MACHINE): This is Jack.

Do it at the beep.
[PHONE BEEPS]

SUE (ON PHONE): Jack?

Are you there?

This is Sue Ellen.

Please pick up.

I know you're there.

Damn.

Well, if you get this message,
you better get here right away.

I don't know how much
longer I can cover for you.

Hurry up.

OK.

[GRUNTS] OK, let's go.

Up and at 'em.

[GROANS]

JACK: Hey.

How are you with coffee?

Hello, Sue Ellen.

Jack, where were you?

He's waiting in your office.

Rough night.

You know you're the only
one that worries about me?

How about a cup of coffee?

OK.

Hey.

Uh-oh, it looks like somebody
didn't get laid last night.

TED: Listen, smart
ass, I don't need this.

Now, either you get here on
time, like everyone else,

or I'll just call
the parole office

and tell 'em things
aren't working out.

Understand?

Quince, I was working.

TED: On what?

The Winters case.

Anything?

No, but I'm on top of her.

Thanks.

She loves me.

TED: I want you to put
Winters on the back burner.

I want you on this now--

top priority.

Aw, Quince, I'm swamped.

I got a dozen things going.

I don't care
what you got going.

Just do it.

JACK: OK.

I'm in love.

That's Roxy.

Back then, she was Roxanne
Flowers, exotic dancer,

all-American bitch.

She beat us big time
on a whiplash scam.

Said it ruined her career.

Then she dropped
out of sight, just

when I was about to nail her.

I want you to find her.

Find her?

That's it?

Quince, I'm not a
private investigator.

Don't we have somebody
that can handle this?

I'm telling you
to do it, aren't I?

Now, word is she's around.

So find her.

I'll get right on it.

And wear this.

JACK (VOICEOVER): The
truth was I was interested.

What was it about some stripper
that would make Quincy have

me drop everything to find her?

Knowing him, she must
have been a real freak.

How you doing, Jack?

Sue Ellen, you got
that look going again.

[CHUCKLES] What look?

That I wanna take you home
and have your baby look.

[CHUCKLES] I
thought men like you

didn't turn down
opportunities, especially

when it's a sure thing.

Sue Ellen, I'm not the
guy you're looking for.

The kind of guy you
want is from Kansas,

carries home pictures of
his kids in his wallet.

That's just not me.

SUE: Why don't you
just stop feeling

sorry for yourself, Jack?

You're a terrific kid.

Jack, would you
stop playing with me?

OK.

A pie?

Bake me a pie.

I'm a sucker for
a good apple pie.

[JAZZ MUSIC]

JACK (VOICEOVER): I
checked out every strip

joint, triple X arcade, and
sleazy corner in Los Angeles--

no Roxanne Flowers,
not even a hint.

She's not the sort of
lady a guy easily forgets.

So it was my guess
that she was long gone.

If I was gonna find her, I
needed to think up a new angle

and pray for a lot of luck.

Hello?

You sound like
you're out of breath.

What are you doing,
cheating on me?

Jack, no.

I just ran from the back room.

You know I'm saving it for you.

Yeah, the check's in the mail.

Jack, be nice.

Listen, I've been
on my feet all day.

I need somebody to rub some life
back in these tired muscles.

Yeah?

What's in it for me?

Dinner and sex.

In that order?

JACK (ON PHONE):
That's up to you.

[SLOW ROMANTIC MUSIC]

So how does it feel
to fuck an ex-con?

If you were really an ex-con,
you would have tied me up.

You'd like that, wouldn't you?

Mm-hmm.

You're a freak.

You know that?

Yeah.

Remember me?

Oh.

Thanks.

Roxanne Flowers.

She's gorgeous.

Starting a talent agency?

JACK: Just work.

Oh, with work like
her, who needs play?

Yeah.

I'm doing this insurance thing.

I need to find her.

A woman like that shouldn't
be too hard to find.

JACK: Oh, you'd be surprised.

I've asked everybody.

And the best I can come
up with is a guy who said

he knew her from Woodstock.

Well, that narrows it
down to about 600,000.

Cute.

Look, give me her picture.

I'll pass it around the club.

A lot of women go through there.

No shit?

All right.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

[JAZZ MUSIC]

JACK (VOICEOVER): Someone
somewhere had to know something

about this Roxanne Flowers.

How could a woman who had some
notoriety as a stripper just

disappear?

The streets weren't
getting me anywhere.

But I didn't have
anywhere else to go.

So I kept looking.

[CRICKETS CHIRPING]

KAY (ON ANSWERING
MACHINE): Hi, Jack.

It's Kay.

Listen, I might have something
for you on that Roxanne Flowers.

One of the girls seems to
remember a friend of a friend

who worked in a
high-class whorehouse

in the hills owned
by Tony Falcone.

She thinks this Roxanne
and Falcone got married.

Anyway, she's gonna try
to dig up the address.

So call me later.

Bye.

JACK (VOICEOVER): The
kind of whorehouses

I knew about were
sleazy, phony massage

parlors with
burned-out sluts, who

always pitched for more money
and still threw you a dead fuck.

But this place was
different, nice.

I could get
comfortable here fast.

Reminds me of my place.

May I help you?

JACK: Uh, yeah.

I was told to ask for Danielle.

I'm Danielle.

I'm looking for a woman.

What kind of woman
did you have in mind?

JACK: No, that's
not what I mean.

I'm searching for someone.

I was told she worked here once.

Are you a police officer?

Do I look like a cop?

Cops come in all
shapes and sizes.

I wouldn't know.

My name is Nietzsche.

Jack Nietzsche.

I work for Anaconda
Casualty Company.

I'm looking for a
woman, Roxanne Flowers.

Sorry.

Can't help you.

Beautiful woman.

Not the kind of face
you'd forget, I suppose.

Maybe you know her by her
married name, Roxanne Falcone.

No.

JACK: That's strange, 'cause
I heard that Mr. Falcone

owns this establishment.

Well, maybe you should
talk to Mr. Falcone.

All right.

Thanks anyway.

It's been real enlightening.

Mr. Nietzsche, any
relation to the philosopher?

Yeah, I'm his twin brother.

Oh, Mr. Nietzsche.

Do you mind telling me
who referred you to me?

That wouldn't be very
discreet of me now, would it?

[GENTLE MUSIC]

LES: Yeah, I can get
you in to see Falcone.

But I'm sure he's not gonna
appreciate a friend of mine

questioning him about
his wife, who may or may

not be the lady who
ran an insurance

scam, what, five years ago?

Yeah.

I guess you're right.

I don't know what the
hell I'm talking about.

Guess I'm gonna have to
just work another angle.

That's all.

Good luck.

But remember, with
someone like Falcone,

you don't always
get a second chance.

Shit.

[TELEPHONE RINGING]

Yeah.

SUE (ON SPEAKER): Jack, there's
a Ms. Ward here to see you.

Who?

SUE (ON SPEAKER):
She's not scheduled.

She says she knows you.

OK, send her in.

So we meet again, Ms. Ward.

Sit down.

You know, I was reading
up on our friend

Nietzsche, the philosopher,
you know, my twin brother.

He says that men should be
trained for war and women

for the recreation
of the warrior.

Fascinating.

Sounds like your line
of work, recreation.

I'll get right to the
point, Mr. Nietzsche.

I spoke with Roxanne
Flowers about you today.

I thought you said
you didn't know her.

She's an acquaintance of mine.

JACK: Why didn't
you say so before?

Because you showed up
at my home unannounced.

I didn't know who you were.

And I'm not in the
habit of giving

out information to strangers.

Especially in your business.

I knew you'd understand.

Ms. Flowers is
willing to meet you.

She wants to clear
this matter up.

Well, actually, it's
my boss, Mr. Quincy, that

would like to speak to her.

Sorry.

She's agreed only to meet you.

That's the way it's
gonna have to be.

It's fine.

Fine.

When?

Where?

Any place but here.

She said she'd explain
why when she meets you.

[GENTLE MUSIC]

Fair enough.

By the way, should I call her
Ms. Flowers or Mrs. Falcone?

Her friends all call her Roxy.

[ROCK MUSIC]

JACK (VOICEOVER): I
began to understand what

Quincy got all worked up about.

Roxanne Flowers was pretty hot.

I got a tape of her act in the
mail, but no name and no return

address.

Obviously, someone
was baiting me.

But who?

And why?

It didn't matter anyway.

I was finally gonna meet her.

[LIGHT SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING]

[JAZZ MUSIC]

How come something tells
me that's here to see you?

That, my friend, is
Roxanne Flowers, a.k.a.

Roxy Falcone.

Oh, shit.

Don't worry.

It's strictly business.

Look, I don't
wanna hear any more.

Just take her somewhere
where no one will see her.

The last thing I need is Tony
Falcone thinking his wife

comes here to get laid.

[JAZZ MUSIC CONTINUES]

Scotch, soda, lime.

I like a man with
scotch on his breath.

So you're Roxy Falcone,
better known as Roxanne Flowers?

You've done your
homework, Mr. Nietzsche.

JACK: I caught your act.

It's out on video.

[SIGHS] I didn't know there
were any of those still around.

I watched it twice.

Shall we discuss
business, Mr. Nietzsche?

Jack.

Jack.

I suppose Ted Quincy
put you up to this.

The only reason I'm here
is because I want him out

of my life once and for all.

Shucks, I thought you
were here to see me.

Another time, another place.

JACK: I'm gonna
hold you to that.

Quincy thinks I'm here to settle
a fraudulent claim you made

against Anaconda years ago.

[SCOFFS] Is that
what he told you?

Figures.

Excuse me?

My claim was
totally legitimate.

I went to trial.

I won.

I collected.

Those injuries ruined my career.

Mr. Quincy thinks there's
evidence to the contrary.

That's a lie.

Why would he make that up?

ROXANNE: Because he
had a thing for me.

He still has a thing for me.

The only thing Ted Quincy
caught me in was a weak moment.

And we had an affair.

Really?

I never thought I'd
envy Quincy anything.

Go on.

ROXANNE: But like most men, he
just couldn't leave it at that.

He wanted me all to himself, his
own private little recreation.

So you and Ted had an affair?

How good could that have been?

You're not too
smart, are you, Jack?

And you obviously
don't know Ted Quincy.

You want an education?

Check out the safe in
his office sometime.

The point is I wanna put
an end to it, all of it.

And what can he do?

I mean, really.

Case is closed.

Money's gone.

You're married.

Life goes on.

I mean, can he smear your name?

No, everybody knows
you're a stripper.

What's he gonna do?

Tell your husband
you were a whore?

I mean, that's
where you met him.

[SLAP SMACKS]

[JAZZ MUSIC CONTINUES]

[CRICKETS CHIRPING]

Who the fuck do you think
you're dealing with here?

I'm gonna ask you once nicely.

Where were you tonight?

I told you.

I was with Danielle.

Why was your car not here?

One of the girls got stuck.

I had to go get her.

Shit.

Remind me to have Danielle
fire that bitch tomorrow.

It's all right.

It's over.

All right?

I'm OK.

You just have to understand
that when you go out,

you tell me where you're going!

'Cause you know why?

'Cause you're mine, sweetie.

And you're always gonna be mine.

You understand?

[SNIFFLES]

TONY: Now, you
wanna make me happy?

[CRYING] You know how I do.

I knew you'd say that.

I want you to dance for me.

Tony, please.

I want you to
fucking dance for me!

[CRYING]

[ROCK MUSIC]

Dance!

[CRYING]

Come on, Roxy.

You can do better than that.

Come on, dance.

Dance like you're gonna
make love to the music.

That's not good enough.

Come on, I wanna see some skin.

[ROCK MUSIC CONTINUES]

Take it off, Roxy.

Yeah.

Yeah, that looks good.

Come on.

Yeah.

Oh, yeah.

That looks good.

We have showtime.

Yeah.

You know I want you to do?

I want you to crawl to me.

[CRYING] Tony, please.

TONY: I want you to
fucking crawl to me!

Get on your fucking
knees and crawl to me!

[CRYING]

Crawl to me now!

I don't know.

Crawl to me,
you fucking trash!

Yeah.

That's a good girl.

I knew you wanted to.

[CRYING]

Come to me.

That's a good girl.

[CRYING]

I knew you would do that.

[CRYING]

[ROMANTIC JAZZ MUSIC]

JACK (VOICEOVER): I couldn't
figure out Roxy's game yet.

Maybe she liked to be treated
the way Falcone treated her.

Maybe she deserved to
be treated like that.

Some women suck you in that way,
and then fuck you in the end.

One thing I did know, I
wanted more than Roxy.

I wanted everything
Falcone had--

the house, his woman,
his business, the power--

all of it.

If an asshole like Falcone
could have it, why not me?

OK, good job.

Now I'm taking you off the case.

I'll handle it from here.

What are you talking about?

Just what I said.

You're out.

I'm in.

I'm putting you back
on the Winters case.

Hey, wait a minute, Quince.

Don't jerk me around like
I'm some fucking punk.

You don't get
it, do you, Jack?

You are a punk--

my punk.

And punks do what they're told,
or they get sent back to prison.

You're bullshit, Quince.

This has nothing to
do with insurance.

And you know it.

Is that right?

Is that what Roxy told you?

She didn't need
to tell me anything.

It's written all over your face.

Now, let me do my job.

[CHUCKLES] Your job?

Your job is what
I tell you it is.

Don't push your luck, Jack.

You're just a fucking
ex-con on parole.

And nobody loves a con.

[SOMBER MUSIC]

Is there anything else, Jack?

Uh, no, thanks.

Let's call it a day.

OK.

Good night.

Wait up.

I'll walk with you.

Say, did you ever
bake me that pie?

[LIGHT SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

JACK: Oh, damn.

ROXANNE (ON ANSWERING
MACHINE): Jack, this is Roxy.

I have to talk to you.

I'll be at Danielle's
after 9:00.

Please come.

[LIGHT DRAMATIC MUSIC]

JACK (VOICEOVER): I knew I
was meeting Roxy at 9:00.

So why did I go to
Sue Ellen's apartment?

Maybe she was right about me.

I just couldn't pass
up a sure thing.

[CHUCKLES] Come
on in, stranger.

Join the party.

Do you want a drink?

[FAST JAZZ MUSIC]

I've never seen
you like this before.

You look different.

You're not gonna try to take
advantage of me, are you?

[CHUCKLES] Shouldn't I
be the one who's worried?

I mean, after all, you
are Jack Nietzsche.

[LAUGHS]

Ta-da!

La piece de resistance.

[CHUCKLES]

You're not gonna have any?

No.

We bombshells have
to watch our figures.

OK.

Almost as good as sex.

[LAUGHS]

No, really, everything
has been great.

I haven't eaten like this
since Thanksgiving dinner

in the joint.

[LAUGHS] Wait here.

I'll be right back.

Sue Ellen?

SUE: In here.

Uh, listen, it's
getting kinda late.

I think I should be going.

SUE: Damn!

Jack, could you come
in here a minute?

Oh, jeez.

SUE: [LAUGHS]

JACK: OK.

Don't you wanna see if sex is
still better than the apple pie?

[LAUGHS]

Oh, no, no, no.

Hey, hey, no.

Come on, Jack, don't go!

Please, don't go.

Now, come on.

I want you to fuck me.

I know what you need.

You need me.

Huh?

Yeah, you do.

Let me show you.

Let me show you.

Let me show you what I've got.

Come on.

Come here.
Come here.

Hey, hey, hey.
Hey!

Hey!

I guess you've got better
things to do than to fuck me,

huh?

Sue Ellen.

Sue Ellen, I'm sorry.

I never should have come here.

Can we just be friends?

No, we can't!

Just go away!

I don't wanna leave like this.

Go!

Just get out of my life!

Get the fuck out of my life!

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

Leave!

JACK (VOICEOVER): Sure thing
or not, I had to keep focused.

Falcone had what I wanted.

And a way to get that
was through Roxy.

ROXANNE: Pretty sure of
yourself, aren't you?

I'm not a hooker anymore.

I don't need money.

What do you need?

ROXANNE: You've got
all the answers.

Why don't you tell me?

I'd say you need
a man, someone

who doesn't give a shit
you were a hooker, that

lets Roxy be Roxy.

[SCOFFS] Right.

Sounds nice.

But what's in it for you?

I don't know.

A man's a simple animal.

He has simple needs.

That's the problem with men.

They think life's so simple.

[ROMANTIC ROCK MUSIC]

Why don't we just start
simply and work our way up?

Jack--

[JAZZ MUSIC]

ROXANNE: [MOANING]

[MOANING]

Jack's in an awful hurry.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

Well, you have more
company, darling.

Who is it?

DANIELLE: Ted Quincy.

He must have seen Jack.

Because he doesn't look happy.

[SIGHS] Stall
him a few minutes.

Then send him to my room.

So you're finally starting
to see things my way.

Do I have a choice?

I may as well make
the best of it.

TED: [LAUGHING] Smart girl.

What did Nietzsche want?

Take a guess.

TED (ON VIDEO): A lot of
women find him attractive.

ROXANNE (ON VIDEO): In a way.

He can't do anything
for me, though.

It's just a trick.

That's what I like
about you, Roxy.

You always got your
eye on the brass ring.

You only go around once, Ted.

Shall we?

It's been a long time.

TED: Where the hell
have you been all night?

You were out having
sex, weren't you?

Look at you.

You're nothing but
a fucking tramp.

I bet you're not wearing
panties, are you?

You like it when I don't
wear panties, don't you?

Shut up!

I can just imagine what you're
thinking when you're out at bars

dressed like that, with
nothing on underneath.

Well, I think
I'm a whore, Ted.

And I think you like the idea
of me screwing other men.

I was with another
man tonight, Ted.

You like that, don't you?

Hmm?

Maybe I was with
more than one man.

Maybe I was with a
lot of different men.

A lot of different men.

Shut up, you fucking slut!

That's all you ever were--

a fucking slut!

What if-- (WHISPERS)
what if one of those

men followed me home tonight?

Huh?

What would you do, Teddy?

Maybe he's outside right
now, huh, looking at us.

What would that make
you do, Teddy bear?

TED (ON VIDEO): I'll
fucking kill you, whore!

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

[BEEPS]

[LIGHT DRAMATIC MUSIC]

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

[LIGHT DRAMATIC MUSIC]

[BEEPS]

JACK (VOICEOVER): I didn't
sleep well that night.

I kept thinking about Roxy.

(ECHOING) She was
really getting to me.

She was really getting to me.
I was starting to like her.

I was starting to
really like her.

Sexy, smart, beautiful heart--

my kind of woman.

I don't fall in love easily.

And I felt myself slipping.

It made me uncomfortable.

It made me uncomfortable.

[MOANING]

When you didn't respond
to my letter, Mr. Nietzsche,

I became concerned.

And I contacted Mr. Quincy.

As you know, the
terms of your parole

require a satisfactory
work report.

Yeah.

So how am I doing?

LAUREL: Mr. Quincy feels that
your work performance hasn't

been up to his standards.

Specifically,
there are instances

of absence and tardiness.

A bottle of liquor
was found in your desk

and reports of
association with the wife

of an organized crime figure.

You wanna know how many
times I jerked off last week?

This isn't an occasion for
flippancy, Mr. Nietzsche.

OK.

OK.

When's the execution?

LAUREL: For the time
being, you can remain here.

Next week, a determination
will be made whether to remand

you back to prison.

Great seeing you
again, Uncle Ted.

Laurel, you get more
beautiful every time I see you.

Say hi to your dad for me, huh?

I will.

Next week, Mr. Nietzsche.

[DOOR OPENS, CLOSES]

Uncle Ted?

What the hell was that about?

Sorry, Jack.

I want you out of here
by the end of the day.

You never could leave
her alone, could you?

Case closed, Nietzsche.

You're history.

Goodbye!

You wanna go back
to prison, Jack?

Let me tell you something.

As far as Roxy's
concerned, you were nothing

but a pity fuck from day one.

Is that right?

And how the fuck would you know?

Get the fuck outta here
before I call security.

It's too bad dead
hookers can't talk.

I'm sure your ex-wife
had a hell of a story.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

Danielle Ward.

JACK (ON PHONE): Hi, Danielle.

This is Jack.

Oh, hello, Jack.

JACK (ON PHONE): Yeah,
I need to speak to Roxy.

Is she there?

No, I'm sorry, she isn't.

Can I take a message for
her in case she calls?

Just tell her I was
thinking about her, OK?

OK.

Bye-bye.

He was thinking about you.

Absence makes the
heart grow fonder.

[TELEPHONE RINGING]

JACK (ON ANSWERING
MACHINE): This is Jack.

Do it at the beep.

[PHONE BEEPS]

ROXANNE (ON ANSWERING
MACHINE): Jack, this is Roxy.

I wish you were there.

Your office said you were gone.

Right after you left last
night, Quincy came by.

He must have followed you.

He forced his way
into Danielle's.

He took me into a room.

Roxy, where are you?

Where are you?

You're OK?

All right, come over here.

I don't care.
Make an excuse.

Just get over here.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

You were right.

I checked out Quincy's
friend to his ex-wife.

Unbelievable.

She was a prostitute, you know.

He was a suspect in her murder.

I know.

And now you've
taken her place.

Jack, he forces me to
dress up in a blonde wig

so I look like her, tell him
things I do with other men.

Really?

Don't you see that's
what Quincy's all about?

He loves prostitutes.

He loves everything about them.

Only when he found out
Mrs. Quincy was fucking

everything around him,
threatening to leave him,

he couldn't handle it.

He flipped out.

That's why I think
he killed her.

He might do it again.

[SCOFFS] What are
you talking about?

She's dead.

She is.

But you're not.

[ROCK MUSIC]

[JAZZ MUSIC]

ROXANNE: [MOANING]

[MOANING]

[MOANING]

[MOANING]

Where's this going, Jack?

That depends.

I hope "depends"
means Ted and Tony.

You come with a
lot of baggage, lady.

We both come with a
few strings attached.

The point is, what are
we gonna do about it?

Why don't we cut
the bullshit and throw

some cards on the table?

Get out, Jack.

Stop thinking with your dick for
a change and do the right thing.

JACK: Look, Les, I got a hot
piece of ass on the line.

And if I play my shit
right, I'm gonna step

right into Falcone's shoes.

Since when has a piece of
pussy ever paid you dividends?

There's always a first time.

No pussy-- repeat, no pussy is
worth what Falcone is gonna do

to your ass when he
finds out you've been

sniffing around his old lady.

You know he keeps that
bitch on a tight leash?

Hey, hey!

Is any of this getting
through to you?

Yeah, I hear you.

But what the fuck, huh?

LES: What the fuck?

TONY: Hello, Quincy.

TED: Hello, Tony.

Long time no see.

What can I do for you?

I hear you've been
investigating my wife.

Who told you that?

TONY: It doesn't matter.

How is Roxy, anyway?

You know, she and I go way back.

So I hear.

TED: She's still as
hot as she used to be?

You know how some women get
as soon as they're married.

Everything starts hanging out.

It's sad to think that
might have happened to Roxy.

Stay away from her.

[CHUCKLES] Take it easy, Tony.

You don't know what
you're talking about.

Is that right?

Yeah.

Isn't this about an old claim
Roxy filed with my company?

TONY: Yeah, an old claim.

That was reopened by
one of my new agents.

I didn't even know about it.

What agent?

Jack Nietzsche, an ex-con.

Cheer up, Tony.

I fired him today.

Case closed, courtesy of
Anaconda Casualty Company.

Well, did this agent have
anything to say about Roxy?

As a matter of fact, he did.

He said they can't seem
to fuck each other enough.

[LIGHT SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

Well, that didn't take long.

Word's out.

Falcone has put a
contract out on your ass.

You don't seem surprised.

I'm not.

I wouldn't go
home if I were you.

Yeah.

No shit.

Somebody set you up
real good, huh, friend?

Yeah.

It was Quincy.

He used to be a cop.

Probably bumped heads
with Falcone long

before Roxy ever came along.

That's why he sent
me to track her down.

He knew Tony would find out
about it sooner or later.

And he makes up some
bullshit about me and Roxy.

Bullshit?

What bullshit?

It's true.

Anyway, Tony takes care of me.

And Quincy is in the clear.

So what the fuck
are you gonna do now?

[JAZZ MUSIC]

You've got some nerve.

I'm in trouble.

I need a place to stay.

Did I catch you at a bad time?

Actually, it's a good time.

I'm going away for the weekend.

So you can have the
whole place to yourself.

There's a spare set of
keys in the kitchen.

Make the bed.

And lock up before you leave.

Thanks.

You know me.

I'm a sucker for lost causes.

Still friends?

Let me know when you
come to your senses?

He came to my office,
for Christ's sake,

like the fucking godfather.

I have a business to run,
standing in the community.

All I told him was Anaconda
was investigating me.

What do you think, huh?

You think you're the only
one he bullies around?

You just find a way
to keep him off my back.

There's a $4 million insurance
policy on Tony in my name.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

You can't be serious.

I'm dead serious.

50/50, Ted, $2 million.

I'm talking me and more money
than you ever dreamed of.

What don't you call Jack?

Isn't that more up his alley?

ROXANNE: Jack's a dead man.

And you know it.

(WHISPERING) I could
be her all day long.

We could go out
together in public,

not worry about
anybody seeing us.

She'd be alive again.

Think about it, huh?

A new wife.

And no one would know
she's a prostitute.

Kill Tony Falcone.

It's crazy.

You know it's only
a matter of time

before he finds out about us.

Why not deal with it now
before he suspects anything?

It's all so easy
for you, isn't it?

I think there's a bit of a
killer instinct in both of us.

[LAUGHS]

What if I like things
the way they are?

Then maybe your friends,
the people you do business

with in your standing
in the community,

will get a big kick outta this.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

[SIGHS]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

To us.

To us and to stupid,
greedy, foolish men.

[LAUGHTER]

DANIELLE: (SOUTHERN ACCENT) Ah,
the knight in shining armor.

And as predictable as rain.

That's my cue.

Wish me luck.

Break a leg.

Jack, thank goodness.

Quincy was just here.

He was looking for Roxy.

Well, where is she?

DANIELLE: She just called.

Tony's drunk.

And he hit her.

He says he's gonna kill you.

Motherfucker!

Is she still there?

DANIELLE: No, she
just ran out of here.

She said she was
going to your place.

Give me her car phone number.

DANIELLE: I have it
in here somewhere.

It's funny I
didn't see her leave.

I was watching the house.

Oh, um, you must have
missed her somehow then.

All right, look, I
don't have time for this.

You find the number, call her.

Tell her to meet me at
1625 North Oakhurst.

OK, 1625 North Oakhurst.

Yeah.
Tell her I'll meet her there.

DANIELLE: OK, hurry, Jack.

It's amazing.

It's so easy.

You pull a string, they jump.

[LAUGHS] To jumping men.

[LAUGHS]

All right.

Make me irresistible.

Harder.

Harder!

Again!

Again!

Again!

Again.

[CRYING] Tony, you bastard.

JACK: Does it hurt?

ROXANNE: No.

Jack, what are we gonna do?

I don't know.

Things are complicated.

Life is complicated.

I got a lot to think about.

And I bring a
lot to the table--

me, Tony's money,
the businesses,

the house, the investments.

Those are things a man
doesn't give up easily.

Jack, until Tony and
Ted are out of the way,

we can't have what we want.

One wants to kill you.

The other one wants to
send you back to prison.

Well, what do you want?

I want everything.

So how did Tony
leave it with Quincy?

Quincy blamed
everything on you.

He's gonna give
Tony all the papers

for my old insurance claim.

Good.

That's good?

Yeah, because you're gonna
tell Tony how it was Quincy who

always wanted you,
threatening you,

forcing you to
have sex with him.

And then sayonara, Quincy.

But that still leaves Tony.

Well, the funny thing about
guys in Tony's line of work,

they always wind up dead.

Oh, Jack, we're finally
on the same wavelength.

And we're not fucking.

What's the matter?

What do you think Danielle
has to do with all this?

Why do you ask that?

Just a hunch.

ROXANNE: Danielle
works for Tony.

Don't worry.

I'll handle Danielle.

Ted?

Roxy.

Tonight's the night.

Tony wants Danielle and me to
put on a little show for him.

So he won't be expecting you.

I'll leave the den window open.

I'll make it look
like someone broke in.

9 o'clock.

Don't be late.

Jack?

Roxy.

Quincy is coming by
after 10 o'clock tonight.

Make sure when you come,
it's at least 10:00.

We'll be having company
until 9:30 or so.

I have to go now.

[ROCK MUSIC]

JACK (VOICEOVER): The
truth was I still wasn't

sure where everything fit.

But I was sure about one thing--

for Roxy to get what she
wanted, she needed me.

And I needed her desperately.

I should have stayed clear
of Falcone's that night.

But the idea of being with Roxy
and running Falcone's operation

was too good to pass out.

It was a totally reckless,
stupid thing to do.

But at the time, I
figured, what the hell?

It's worth a shot.

[CRICKETS CHIRPING]

TED: Need a fourth?

TONY: What the fuck
are you doing here?

I always hate to miss a party.

TONY: Well, this is one
party you should have missed.

Quincy, you always were a fool.

And if you're not careful,
you're gonna be a dead fool.

I don't think so, Tony.

Don't you know cops always win?

Bravo, ladies.

Nice performance.

Congratulations on
a job well done.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

What the-- bitches!

[GUN FIRES]

[GRUNTS, THUDS]

Well, partner, that's
the easiest $4 million

we'll ever make.

The night's still young, ladies.

I don't see any reason to
break up the party, do you?

I think you got things
a little mixed up, Ted.

Oh, really?

JACK: Put the gun down, Quincy.

TED: I thought I told you to
stay off this case, Nietzsche.

JACK: Well, you know me.

I've always had a
problem with authority.

No, your problem is you
don't know about the deal Roxy

and I cut.

JACK: Is that right?

TED: Yeah.

We're gonna split the
insurance money on Falcone.

I get her and the money.

I'm in.

You're out again, Jack.

I don't think so.

The only thing it looks
like you get from here

is a long prison term.

Shut up.

[GUN FIRES]

[BODY THUDS]

ROXANNE: Is he dead?

TED: Cops never miss.

Say hello to your wife for me.

[GUN FIRING]

[GUN CLICKS]

Danny, we won.

Now we have everything.

Congratulations.

Jack.

You're OK.

No shit.

Bulletproof vest.

No more bullets, Rox.

Oh, I'm so glad--

JACK: Don't.

Don't.

Just don't.

Save it for the next
chump, all right?

ROXANNE: What are you doing?

Calling the police.

Time to turn you
two lovebirds in.

What?

Jack, don't be stupid.

You can have it all now.

Don't you see?

$4 million, me,
Tony's businesses.

Come on, don't tell me you
haven't thought of that before.

Interesting.

But I don't think so.

I don't want to always
be checking my back.

And I got this thing
about staying alive.

Hello.

Yeah, there's been some shots
up at Tony Falcone's house.

That's right, Tony Falcone.

ROXANNE: Look who's so
fucking high and mighty.

You're turning us in?

That's right.

I didn't kill anybody.

You did.

That's what I saw.

Your prints are
all over that gun.

And I was never here.

Tell that to the police.

JACK (VOICEOVER):
Looking back on it now,

it's not hard to understand
how everyone became obsessed

with Roxy, each in his own way.

Roxy provided everything a man
fantasizes about in a woman--

beauty, sex, danger.

A man is willing to risk a
lot for a woman like her.

Me, I was greedy.

I saw a way to make an
easy life for myself

and get the woman of my dreams.

So I went for it
and got screwed.

The funny thing is I think
I saw it coming all along.

The scary thing is
I'd do it again.

[BLUES MUSIC]