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[silence]

[footsteps]

-Come on.

Don't be so shy.

I don't bite.

Relax, baby.

Do you like my tits.

God, you are horny.

How beautiful.

[music]

[silence]

-First step's a bitch.

-I know.

-It doesn't sound like Renee at the back of the bar.

-That was Renee, fresh into town, out for a good time in the big city.

-This is Richard, ready to deliver.

What's wrong?

-I never done this before.

This is the first time I ever been away from my husband,

and here I am in a strange motel room with a strange man for the first night.

-I hate to burst your bubble, darling,

but I'm married, too.

-But you said--

-I know what I said.

That was Richard two hours ago.

We just stopped off on the way home for a couple of drinks.

Look, I didn't plan this.

It just happened.

You and me, we, a few drinks, a few laughs.

-Now we're two married people alone in this motel room about to cheat

on our marriage.

-Yes, that about sums it up.

-We'll probably never see each other again.

-So let's make the most of it.

-No strings? -No strings.

-Okay.

Can I ask you something?

-Yes. -Would you let me suck your cock?

My husband never let me do that, and I'd like to try it for the first time.

-By all means.

Oh, you're going to like this one, Mrs. Anderson.

-First, I'm going to suck your cock, and then you're going to fuck me,

and then I'm going to suck it again,

and you're going to fuck me again.

[phone rings]

-Hello? -Mrs. Anderson?

-Yes.

George, is everything okay?

-Yes, it's going as planned.

When your husband gets home, just act natural.

Be nice to him tonight and hit him in the face with the pictures tomorrow.

-I can't believe I'm doing this.

I mean, I don't hate the guy.

It's just I can't stand being married to his career any longer.

God damn committee and newspapers.

I just can't. I can't take it anymore.

-You do want a divorce, don't you?

-Yes, what did I just say?

-Then don't worry.

Renee will call you when he leaves.

Believe me,

it'll be worth it to be rid of the bastard.

Good night, Mrs. Anderson.

-I hope you're right.

-You want a divorce, Mrs. Anderson? You get your divorce, and I get what want.

For somebody who hasn't sucked a lot of cock you do that real well.

[moaning]

-Yes that's it Renee.

Suck on his cock.

-Oh, goodness. -All yours baby.

[moaning]

-That's it Mr. Anderson.

Church going son of a bitch.

That's good.

[music]

-I'm going to fix your fucking pussy real good.

-I want you to fuck me baby. My cunt's wet for you.

Oh, yes.

-Fuck him.

[moaning]

-Oh, no. -Yes.

You look good.

[moaning] [music]

-Oh beautiful.

-Yes baby, fuck me.

Oh, baby.

Oh.

Let me taste you.

Let me taste you.

Oh.

[music]

[background noise]

-Thanks.

-Huh?

-I said, thanks, you have to get home.

-Oh, yes, I was just, going--

See ya.

[phone rings]

-Hello? -Hello, Cindy?

This is Renee.

He's in the bathroom changing.

He should be home shortly.

-I don't know what to say. -Just have the money ready.

-Okay.

-You'll hear from me in the morning.

I'll tell you where and when you can meet me.

I'll have the pictures.

-I'll be waiting for your call.

-Thanks for everything. -Bye.

-Bye.

-See ya.

-Shit.

Hey, asshole.

Put your dick back in your pants and let's get the hell out of here,

you got your pictures.

[music]

-Hi, hon.

Long day?

Yes.

-I stopped out at the horseshoe club for a couple of drinks.

Is dinner ready yet?

-No. -No.

What do you mean, no?

-Darling, it's one o'clock in the morning.

I thought you'd catch a bite out.

-I work my ass off all day long and you want me to live

off a handful of fucking beer nuts?

-You didn't call and let me know.

-Let you know what?

You're my wife.

You're supposed to fix dinner, or is that too much to ask?

Look at this place.

What do you do all day long?

This looks like a fucking dump.

-I have a million things to do.

I have to do the laundry.

I have to do the grocery shopping.

I'm busy all day.

-Busy. Busy all day long.

That when I come home, all I ever hear is, let's go out.

Let's go out to a movie.

Why don't you take me out to dinner?

-Maybe if you'd spend a little more time on me instead

of stopping at the horseshoe.

I'd care a little more.

-Spend?

Is that the only word you know?

Spend money on me?

Spend time on me? It's always fucking spend with you.

-Look, I don't want to argue about this.

-Then why don't you shut up and go fix me some dinner

because I'm hungry. I'm real hungry.

-Yes, dear.

[music]

-So, did you get on the special committee?

-All you ever do is bitch.

No, I didn't get on the committee. -Who did?

-Nobody did.

Chairman Riggins is out of town.

When he gets back in town,

I'll find out whether or not I got the appointment.

I suppose you want to bitch about that, too.

-Geez, I was just asking.

-You ask too many questions.

-Renee.

-I'll be right there.

-Morning.

-Here's my job.

I hope it's good stuff.

I know who this guy is.

It's not a simple blackmail.

-You want to stay healthy enough to keep blowing your brains out with this,

you'll forget what and do as you're told.

-Okay, I know nothing.

-That's a good girl.

-Fuck you, George.

[music]

[phone ringing]

-Hello?

Oh, hi Renee.

Yes, when can I get the pictures?

-If you want your own man's picture spread all over the newspapers,

you'll do what I say.

-What are you doing to me?

-If you want these pictures, you'll take the assignment and fill in for me tonight.

-I couldn't do that.

I can't go to bed with another man.

-Well, then find another way of getting a divorce.

These pictures are shit and trash. Goodbye.

-No. Wait.

What would I have to do?

-Just be at the Horseshoe at 11:00. Somebody will be there to pick you up.

Good bye.

-Oh God.

What have I done?

[music]

-What's the word? -I'm having trouble with a girl.

-I told you not to use a junkie.

-I thought I could trust her.

-What's the problem?

-She found out who Anderson is.

She wants more money. -You think she's starting to put

two and two together?

-She's going to make some trouble.

-You mean blackmail?

-Either way it doesn't look good.

-Well, I know one thing,

that hotel's got to open up before the end of the year

and that gives us less than two weeks.

The changes the fire commission wants us to make will take months.

-Yes, I know.

-That hotel is going to open up before the end of the year,

with or without the structural changes.

You see to the members of the fire commission.

You understand? -Yes, but what about Renee?

-I've got a couple of guys that'll take care of Renee.

-Okay.

-By the way, my name is John. -Stan.

-I don't know. I can't believe this.

-Believe it. -Jeez.

I mean, those two chicks are gorgeous.

I mean, you know they came on to us like two street hookers.

-They ain't pal. I had Carla three weeks ago at a party.

Wild fucking broad.

Hey man, let's switch tonight.

Let me have a shot at that Cindy you're with.

-Hey, that's fine with me. I don't even really know her,

and she came to me and she said, "You want to go party?“

Here I am. Well, I didn't really know what was happening.

-Relax man. I do this kind of shit all the time.

These broads, they're party girls.

All they want to do is fuck.

-I can tell you, this is new for me because I've never been in bed

with anyone else, I mean other than my wife.

-Take it easy, man.

Probably keep you so busy, you'd just be having a good time.

You won't be aware of anything else.

-Trust you, huh? -Yes, man, trust me.

If you can't trust me, who can you trust? -Okay.

Got it.

What's taking them so long?

-You know how those bitches are, man. They got to get all primped and primed.

They'll be out in a little bit.

You just let me have a little shot at that Cindy,

and things will go okay.

-Should we get naked? -Yes, man.

Let's surprise them. Let's get good naked.

When they come in, we'll be ready for them.

Huh? -Okay.

-All right.

I do this shit all the time man.

Broads like these, they're all over the place.

-Sounds like you get around a lot. -Yes, man.

I'm out a lot at night, out with those kind of people.

What do you do for a living?

-Look, you knew what you're up for when you took this assignment.

-Look, Renee didn't say anything about this.

-Nevermind what Renee said.

You're working for me and if you blow this it's gonna be your ass.

-Well, can't we just turn the lights down?

-If we turn down lights, there won't be any pictures.

-Pictures.

Well, can you help me here with my hair?

I mean, those guys probably aren't even undressed yet.

What are they going to think if we walk out like this?

-They ain't going to think about nothing, but getting their slung up your ass

and neither are you. Let's go.

-What the hell's taking them so long? -I don't know.

-Surprise. -All right.

-Party time. -All right.

Goodness.

Hello, Cindy.

It's party time. -I don't know.

-Aw baby. What's there to know?

-You look great. -Oh, I've just never done this before.

-Oh, relax baby. Come on.

It's going to be fine.

Yes, there you go. Oh, that's it sweetheart.

Work the kinks out of it. Oh yes, you're going to do just fine.

[moaning] [music]

-Let me try you. Okay.

-Okay. -God, you're gorgeous.

-Baby, I love those big tits.

[music] [moaning]

[background music]

[moaning]

[background music]

[moaning]

[background music]

[moaning]

[background music] [moaning]

[background music] [moaning]

-God, you're gorgeous.

-I didn't need that girl.

I could have handled the guy myself.

-No way, sweetheart.

You don't work without daddy.

You do, and I'll break your fucking face. Now, that's my rule.

Never mind what that coked-out bitch Renee tells you.

Anyway, you seem to be having a pretty good time for yourself out there.

-What are you complaining about?

Seems you had your dick in the broad all night.

-I got no complaints,

but you, you little bitch, you took an ass

from that guy. -You've loved it.

I saw you getting it up again as you watched me.

-Yes.

What did we tell them out there, anyway?

-Fuck them. We did our job.

-Yes. Well, which one's divorcing who and why?

-I don't know.

Who cares? Renee handles that.

-Yes. Well, I'd just like to know the scene a little bit better.

-Well, I don't know about you,

but she handles that stuff, and it's none of our business.

I think we ought to go out and get something to eat.

I'm starved. -Yes, that sounds good. Me, too.

-That was another thing. Jack's walk.

You'll hear lots of kidding about that tonight.

-Yes. Well, I certainly enjoyed it. -So did I.

-Let's go. -Yes. Well, we'll see you folks, huh?

-Sure thing.

-Listen, I didn't really get a chance to introduce myself.

-John.

-How did you know that?

-You're John, I'm Cindy, and here we are in bed together.

-Well, I suppose that's supposed to mean something,

but I don't know exactly what.

-It means you're going to be getting a divorce soon.

-Let's have a shotgun wedding while we're at it, all right?

-Did I say something funny? -Yes, you did.

You said I'll be getting a divorce soon.

-You will when your wife sees the pictures.

-What pictures?

-The pictures the guy behind that mirror took of all of us.

Your wife's going to love them.

- [TV]That was Jack's style.

He looked, he stared, he waited.

I think he learned it from a turtle.

[laughter]

I once told him he should team up with Perry Como and make still pictures.

[laughter] Jack had a routine with Mel Blanc that he used

to switch around and it never missed.

Watch this. It's not only a comedy classic,

but it's a perfect example of Jack's unique pacing.

-Are you serious?

-I don't know.

Last night, my husband was here.

Now, I'm here.

The bed sees a lot of action.

-I don't understand. What are you talking about?

-About feeling awful about being here.

-What about me? I'm married too.

-I know. That's why I'm here. Remember?

-Are you serious?

-I'm here so your wife can get divorced from her husband who cheats on her.

-Well, I don't want a divorce.

I love my wife.

I don't cheat on her.

-0nce with me and twice with Carla.

That's not cheating? -No.

I don't want a divorce. -Well, she does.

-She can't.

-I don't know why not.

I do.

-Forget about you. Now, what about me?

Listen, start over from the beginning.

-I'm here tonight because your wife hired a woman to sleep with you

and be photographed having sex.

That woman couldn't make it, so I'm here in her place.

She'll give me the pictures that she took of herself

with my husband last night.

Got it? -You're crazy.

-I may be crazy,

and I may have been royally fucked,

but you are getting a divorce.

-You're crazy.

[music]

-Damn it.

Rose.

-Hello, darling. How are you?

-How am I? You want a divorce?

-What?

-Did I stutter? Read my lips.

I want a divorce.

-Okay. -Okay?

Okay?

After 12 years of marriage, that's all I get is okay?

-What the hell are you talking about?

You come in here smelling like a whorehouse

and babbling about a divorce. What do you expect from me?

-An explanation would be nice.

-I've got nothing to explain.

-You set me up for a photo session and you have nothing to explain?

-You had some pictures taken. They didn't come out looking too good.

-Darling, my best--

-Now, you want to blame me?

-My best side is not my asshole.

-Don't blame me. I didn't take the pictures.

-But you did it. You set it up.

-Let me see the pictures then. -Sure, I will. Sure, I will.

Yes, and give you the proof you need for a divorce?

You're going to sweat blood for those pictures, sweetheart.

-Then reshoot. -Reshoot?

Reshoot, huh?

That was my best performance in years, baby.

-Then what are you bitching about?

-Three times.

Three times in a row.

I did good.

-Okay, dear.

You did good.

Let's go to bed.

I'm tired, okay?

-I can't believe it, you know?

-You can't believe what?

[music]

-You know, you should have seen me.

God, I was a wild man.

Do you know she was begging for more?

I did good. -She?

-Yes. We finished the first time,

she starts munching on my rod and it starts getting up again.

God, I was really terrific.

-What are you talking about?

She was munching on your rod.

-Three times.

Three times in a row.

The last time was up the ass.

God, I was good.

-Up the ass? I'll show you up the ass.

You fucked another woman?

-Two.

-Two?

I'll rip your face off. -Listen, you set it up.

You wanted it that way.

-I set up nothing. I wanted nothing, you bastard.

-You did it.

-You fucked another woman. I did nothing.

[music]

-Time out here.

Now, if you didn't set it up, then who did?

-John, did you really do it with another woman?

How could you?

-Well, it was easy.

She kept telling me what a terrific weenie I had.

-Let me see.

-What?

-Your weenie.

-No.

-Let me see.

-It's my private weenie, and you can't see it.

-Remember when you thought I cheated?

How you got down over a cotton swab taking semen samples?

Which turned out nothing but a mild bladder infection.

-One quick look.

-Whip it out.

Mm.

-What?

-Your shorts are too tight.

-Get out of here.

-Either you wiped off with a hundred grit sandpaper

or you fucked another woman.

-I fucked two other women.

-You fucked two women?

-Yes.

Come here.

Come here.

[music]

-Want some help with that?

-Sure.

[music]

-Did she say she liked your weenie?

-A few times.

-Not as much as I do.

-Oh, okay.

[moans] You do that so well.

-Then why did you cheat on me?

If I do it so well, you don't need to get it from anybody else, do you?

-No, honey. I'm sorry.

Just don't stop.

[moans]

Oh, you do the right things.

[moans]

Yes, I like that.

-Oh, hot. -Let me help you take some of this off.

-Feels good.

-Every time I see your tits I remember why I love you so much.

-Do you really love me? -Of course I do, baby.

-You went to bed with two women.

-Honey, let's not bring that up right now, okay?

[music]

-Only if you promise not to do it again. -I promise.

Keep sucking. [moans]

Yes.

I love seeing it go in your mouth. -[chuckles]

-In your mouth.

Oh, yes.

Do you still like sucking me?

-Mm.

Mm-hmm.

-Is that why you do it so good?

-Mm.

-Okay. Why don't you lay back, let me see.

Let me lick you for a moment.

Oh, you know I love those garter belts, don't you?

-What did you do to those women?

You had two of them. -Well--

-You must have been quite busy.

-Do you really want to know? -Mm-hmm.

I'd love to know.

-Let me see if I can remember.

I'll tell you what.

I licked one like this, all right?

[music]

-0h, that's good.

[moans]

I wouldn't dream of getting a divorce from you.

I like your tongue too much.

You do that so well.

Did those other girls enjoy this? -I think so.

-They didn't tell you they did?

Oh, yes, that's right.

-They screamed loud.

-Mm.

[music] [moaning]

-That's good. -Uh-huh.

[moaning]

-They didn't do that this well.

-I can believe that quite easily.

-Yes, you're so modest.

-Uh-huh.

-[moans]

-Mm. Tastes delicious.

[music] [moaning]

-It's growing.

[music]

-Come here. I bet you're wet right now, aren't you?

-I sure am. -I sure hope so.

Oh, yes. Oh.

Yes.

Oh, baby, you feel so good.

[music]

-God, I do love you. I do love you, baby.

Oh.

-I really don't know where you get the energy from at all.

-Yes, me neither. -Don't let that stop you.

-It just feels good. It just feels good.

Oh God, it feels good.

[moaning]

-Oh, God. I love you.

I love you. I love you.

-You're the best. -Oh.

Call me a liar.

Call me a liar when I'm fucking you?

[moaning]

-Oh God, that's it.

Mm, that's it. That's it.

[moaning]

-Come on, turn over.

You want to be smart? Come here.

I'll show you the smart way.

Yes.

[moaning]

-Oh, yes.

Come on.

Yes, baby.

-How did you come with those other two girls?

Huh? -Came their mouth.

-In the mouth?

-Yes. -Good, you can come on my tits then, okay?

-I don't wanna do anything you did with them.

-Just a little bit longer, a little more of this.

[moaning]

-Oh, yes. God, you've got a good ass.

[music] [moaning]

-Oh, keep it. Oh, yes.

It's coming, baby. It's coming. It's coming.

[moaning]

-Oh, baby.

[moans] [music]

-I don't want to ever hear anything about being tired again.

I count three women in one night,

one of them twice,

so that leaves you defenseless for any future arguments.

Still,

I wonder who set you up.

-It had to have something to do with the committee.

-Who'd give a rip about a lousy safety standards committee?

-I know people who don't want to part with the millions it'll cost to meet

the new codes.

There's this new guy, Anderson.

I thought he was going to vote with me.

-To update the standards? -Yes.

-Or your job.

-That's it. Jesus, why didn't I realize it?

-Just ask me, dear. I'm here to help.

Now, who wants your job?

-About 14 guys.

-Let's make a list.

-No, there's only one guy, though, whose job I want,

and that's the guy who did it.

-Who?

-David.

-David the creep?

-Yes.

David the creep, who set up Bellingham last year

with that phony secretary bullshit.

-Yes. Bellingham took her out. End of Bellingham.

-Yes. I'm going to get his ass.

-No, you won't, dear.

I will.

You cheated on me, remember?

-No, no.

I wouldn't miss this for the world.

-You won't. It'll be right here.

When Chairman Riggins sees the pictures of David,

right here in this bed, in your house, with your wife.

-My wife? -Of course.

If it's fair for you, it's fair for me.

You stand outside the window and take the pictures.

-In a pig's eye!

-Yes.

How do you intend to lure him here?

-Hey, you never mind that, but you're not fucking

anybody in my bed while I'm outside the window.

-Oh, shit.

Here I was, looking forward to getting a little strange stuff.

-Hey, what are you talking about?

-I hear he has a big cock.

-Your ass.

-Don't do that.

[laughs]

[crickets sound]

[phone rings]

-Hello?

-Hello. Is this always horny Dot?

-If it's Thursday, it is.

-How are you? Want to get laid?

-Anybody I know? -No.

-Tall, dark and handsome, with a big dick?

-No. Short, fat and ugly, with warts on his dick.

-Oh, hey, the warts I could go for.

I even had a good wart fuck since that shoes salesman left town.

-No, serious, no.

I want you to do me a favor.

-Shoot.

-I want you to fuck somebody for me.

-This is Rose, isn't it?

-Yes, you heard right.

No, seriously.

John's job is in trouble and I need you to do me a favor.

Okay?

[suspenseful music]

[phone rings]

-Hello? -Hello, Cindy.

This is Renee.

-Do you have the photos?

-Yes. How was last night?

-The most humiliating experience of my life.

-Sorry to hear that, but business is business.

-Well, when can I get the pictures?

-Whenever you like, but only one thing. The price has doubled.

-That's $10,000. I don't have that kind of money.

-Get it. -I don't believe this.

That's blackmail.

-That's right, sweetheart. The same thing you're planning for your husband.

-Well, I don't want the photos.

Not today and not ever.

Don't you ever call me again.

-Whatever you like.

You forget one thing.

I know who your husband is and what he does.

The papers will pay me plenty for it.

-You bitch.

I'm going to-- -You'll get the money.

You've got three days or I go to the papers.

I'll wait for your call.

[music]

-John and Rose here.

-John and Rose went out to pick up a few things.

They just phoned. Now, they've got car trouble.

It'll be a while. I'm Dorothy.

-David. David Hamilton.

My pleasure. -Pleased to meet you.

Can I get you a drink?

-Sure. Scotch?

Scotch water?

[phone rings]

-0h, the phone.

Excuse me. Make yourself comfortable.

[phone rings]

-Hello?

[music]

[laughter]

-It's an obscene phone call.

I can't believe this.

It's my first one.

-What did he say? -He says he has a nine-inch cock

and he'd just love to shove up my pussy.

-Promises, promises.

That's what they all say.

I'll give you something real.

-Are you playing with your cock now?

I'll bet it's big and hard.

My pussy's getting wet.

-Well, in that case, my dear, the conversation need not go any further.

It's so poetic.

A rose is a rose is a rose.

Shakespeare, my dear.

A wet pussy is a meal.

David Hamilton.

[moaning]

-Oh, you're great.

-You're right about it being wet.

-What do you do for a living?

-I'm a fire inspector.

I'm always looking for hot stuff.

-[moans] [music]

-Ah, your lips are like the petals in a new warm spring.

Yes, hell.

-She sure knows how to turn a guy on, doesn't she?

-She sure can.

[moaning]

-A rose.

Is a rose.

Is a rose.

Is a rose.

Oh, baby.

Does your mother know about this?

[music] [moaning]

Good one. -Look at her go.

-Shh.

-I'm sorry.

Chairman Riggins is going to have a laugh.

Then your job will be safe.

Won't it? -I hope so.

-Oh, she sure does like sucking cock, doesn't she? Look at her.

I don't want to be quiet.

It's interesting.

[music]

[moaning]

-Ah, you're sweet, my dear. Such a lovely feast to behold.

-David's not going to be too pleased when he sees these tasty little pictures.

-We're gonna get him on this one.

[music]

-That fucker does have a big schwoz, doesn't he?

-It does.

I told you he had a big cock.

-Oh, I like this one.

[music]

-Fix his ass. -Come on, take that one.

That one's good. Take it.

-Don't shake me while I'm shooting. -Do you know it looks so inviting?

I'd like to go in myself.

[music]

[moaning]

-How would you like a foursome? You, me, Betty, and David.

Don't tell me to shush.

They can't hear us. They're too much involved in themselves.

[moaning]

-Look at him go.

That boy's got some energy, doesn't he?

-You'll have to show me how much energy you've got tonight.

-Later. -Never mind later.

-What do you think of this one? What do you think of that one?

[moaning]

-Come on, baby. Come on my butt.

[moans]

-Not much. I can do better.

I told you she was the most original fuck in town.

-Damn, what a way to get a guy into the bedroom.

-Mm-hmm.

-Oh, I love it. I love it. I'm going to get you, David.

-I'm going to get you.

-How was the show?

-Terrific. -John had a hard on all the way

through the show. -Rose.

-Well, I hope you got what you wanted.

I'm pooped.

So, if you will excuse me.

-You look rubbish.

We'll take you to brunch in the morning, okay?

-Okay. -Okay. Good night.

-Night. -You know the way, huh?

Thank you.

Now, we just wait till our friend gets good and comfortable.

All right? -We'll teach him a lesson.

I'm going to make him suffer for making my husband cheat on me.

-I can't wait. I can't wait.

-She did terrific, didn't she?

She's such a horny little girl.

[police siren]

-She looks pretty fucking dead to me.

-Very dead, Doc. -I wonder what happened.

I wonder who dumped her there like that.

-Get another one over there. It's the close thing.

Okay, that should be enough. You guys can cover up now.

-Oh, boy.

-Thanks, guys. -Better not touch her.

The police might want her.

-Poor girl. -Yea.

From Bonzo to president.

I just don't know what the hell this country is coming to.

[phone rings]

-Hello.

-Okay, smartass.

Remember that number you were with?

-Last night? -I've got pictures of your little party.

So, I thought we'd make a little trade.

-Who the hell is this?

-Don't play smart with me, David.

You want me off that fire safety committee.

-McCord? -Yes.

-You jerk.

I recommended you for that position.

Besides,

ever since you've been on the committee, the IRS has been all over my ass.

It hasn't stopped since.

I figured it had something to do with--

-Me.

[dialing phone]

[phone ringing]

-Hello?

-Hello, Mrs. Anderson?

Yes, I've got to speak with Richard, please. This is John McCord.

-John McCord?

-Cindy?

-Are you the John McCord that works on Dick's fire safety committee?

-Holy shit.

-I've been trying to get a hold of you, but I didn't know

how to. -Never mind.

Never mind. I've got to get a hold of Renee.

Renee's working for somebody, and that somebody's trying

to scuttle the fire safety committee.

-Well, to hell with your fire safety committee, John.

I can't get anybody's pictures.

Yours, mine, Richard's, nobody's.

Renee's dead.

Read it in the paper.

-What?

-Drug overdose.

They found her in the alley behind her house last night.

I'll call you back later.

-Who's that on the phone?

-John McCord.

-How do you know John McCord?

-How do I know John McCord?

If that wasn't so pathetic, it'd be funny.

-Have you been screwing John on the side?

-No, but someone's been screwing all of us right before our very eyes.

-What are you talking about?

-Look,

I wanted to blackmail you into getting a divorce,

so I hired this guy to take pictures of you screwing someone else.

The only thing I didn't know, however, is that he wanted to wreck

your damn fire safety commission.

-How in the hell did you get-- -Look, they blackmailed me, too.

They took pictures of me screwing John McCord.

I don't know what happened to David,

but they got the fire safety commission by the balls.

-Who would have anything to gain for blackmailing

the members of the fire commission?

Maybe years before we find out the real truth.

[music]

[police siren]

-It was quite a scene of panic and terror here for the guests inside the hotel.

People who escaped said the smoke was absolutely impenetrable.

-Anybody who closed the door behind them and started walking right

would have been dead within or finished within five seconds.

-Then the smoke started coming into the ice park,

and we headed out through the casino, and John here fell over.

He says a couple of bodies.

-Physician Andrew Youngman told us that the injured were coming directly

from the hotel.

-Another Las Vegas fire isn't yet know.

-An employee told one reporter that no warning was given workers

to evacuate when the blaze broke out.

-Right now at the Las Vegas Hilton Hotel.

-Las Vegas authorities are looking for the arsonist who set the Hilton Hotel

on fire, killing eight people in flames.

-Eight people at the Las Vegas Hilton Hotel was

the gambling resort's second major blaze in three months.

Unlike the injured--

-A security guard ran through the casino exhorting the gamblers,

this is the last chance. -Shockwaves broke out.

-Lambrow says his department's paperwork on the MGM fire was destroyed in a blaze

at his office last month.