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- Goddamn stupid.

- Hello lady. - What?

- Hey, do you remember me?

At the discotheque.

- What do you want?

- I wanna say hello to you, that's all.

- What in the hell do you want from-

- Shh!

Now don't make any noise.

Be a good girl and nothin'll happen to you.

Just be good.

Don't worry.

Just behave yourself, all right?

C'mon.

- Come on.

We'll make it right now.

You relax and I'll relax.

- Listen, mother.

Oh no!

- Shut up.

- Alex, baby.

Feast your eyes on this.

lam up, amit, I amin.

Woo!

Tell me, man. Do I shine?

- You are really somethin'.

- I went and changed.

You said I could come along tonight.

- And that's gossip.

- Are we gonna boogie?

- That too.

- Mm, I'm really cookin' tonight, ain't I?

Shit.

- You sure are, Ricky.

You are bottom line.

- Earlier while you were out, the police came.

- Is that right? - Yeah.

You know that crud who is always snoopin' around here?

He was lookin' for a stolen black Lincoln.

- Uh-huh.

- Pretty lucky.

‘Cause by the time he got here, the car was already gone.

- It's not hard to be lucky.

For example,

you go down to the corner bar for a drink.

- Yeah?

- And that particular cop happens to be there.

So you start tellin' a story

about this guy who snooped around too much.

And in order to get even with him,

they took it out on his family.

And you tell it loud enough so the cop can hear it.

- Yeah?

So what does he do?

- He?

He doesn't do anything.

He drinks his beer and he leaves.

You see, he's got two girls at home. 15 years old.

- Shit, you can really handle things, Alex.

I've never had a friend like you.

- I've never been through this part of the city.

- Shortcut.

We just have to cross the bridge,

then it's three minutes to exit nine.

- Will Gloria, Howard and Glenda be there already?

- So I assume.

Howard told me they were leaving early,

so I gave 'em the key.

- So they can spend more time being bored.

- I can see it now: Glenda will start sighing.

So Gloria and Howard will run upstairs and start screwing.

- Exactly.

- Oh, that's a relief.

Thank god you're still open.

My brother's car.

God, just started making these noises.

- Sounds like it's runnin' fine to me.

- I don't know.

Maybe it's like something with the electrical system.

- If it's the electrical system,

it's gonna take about three or four hours to fix

and I'm goin' boogiein' tonight.

- Will 20 do it?

I'm in a hurry.

- I know what it's like, friend.

It's a bitch when your car breaks down,

especially if you're in a hurry.

- Here's 40.

- You don't know too much about cars, do you?

- No, I don't.

- All right, I'll tell you what.

I'll give you my do-it-yourself handbook and

you can fix the car while I go boogie.

Or

you can take this $40 and hire yourself a limousine

and you'll be home in no time flat.

- Alex. Hey, can I give it a look?

- Sure you can.

- I know a lot about engines, don't I?

- Sure you do.

- I'll take care of it.

- You got it.

Take care of it.

- Listen, are we planning to spend all night here?

- No, no. Everything's okay.

- Yeah, everything's really okay.

Really.

- We're going to see some friends

at Tom's uncle's cottage in New Jersey.

- Oh, you're gonna have a party.

- Just a get together.

- A get together?

How many people?

- Five.

That is if we get there.

- Hey Alex, I found it.

The alternator wire's loose.

- Wonderful, Ricky.

Wonderful.

- I'll get it fixed up in a minute.

- Take your time.

Take your time.

- Why?

- Why not?

It's too late to go boogiein' anyway.

- Too late? No.

What are we gonna do?

- Well, I hear-tell there's a party.

- I told you it wasn't a party.

- Well when we get there, we'll make it one.

- Promise to ask me to dance?

- You'll dance all right.

- All right.

- Hey Ricky.

You up for a party?

- Up for it?

Woo!

- Well in that case, we're losing time.

- Get in the car.

- "Hey, good job.

Did a really good." - Hurry.

- Hey, man, listen, really,

do we have to take him along?

He looks a little bent.

- Nah, he's okay.

Really, he's harmless.

Besides, I told him he could come with us tonight.

I forgot my keys.

Just be a minute.

- And now after that great piece of music-

- Hey listen.

I owe you guys some money.

- Tomorrow.

Goodbye.

- It's 40, right?

- Forget it.

Ricky did you a favor.

- You must make a lot of money.

That's a very nice suit.

- Only real bread in the automotive industry

is if you're dealin' hot cars,

otherwise you barely make a livin'.

But I'm not into that kinda shit.

- Have you got a girlfriend?

- Oh yeah, been together for a long time.

She's wonderful.

I think I'm gonna marry her.

- Why didn't you take her out tonight?

- Oh, we had a little fight.

You know how it is.

Nothin' serious, just she doesn't wanna get laid.

- And how ‘bout you?

- No, me? I don't have one.

- You might find one tonight.

- They finally made it.

- They always do.

- In a matter of speaking.

- You're so sensitive, Glenda.

- Welcome to the Inner Sanctum.

- Hello Howard.

- Hi Lisa. - What have we here?

- Oh, aren't we stylish? - Just a couple of friends.

Alex and Ricky. - How are you?

- Right on in. - Fine, fine.

- What is this, grand institute of the open forum?

- Grand institute?

- That's for those Jesus freaks.

God, what a night.

- Galore.

- Still on their way to throw their bullshit.

- Don't worry.

We won't disappoint you.

- We're out to have some fun. Right, Alex?

- Hate your fellow man as you would hate yourself.

That's our Howard.

- In a garage.

Our car broke down.

- I think they're absolutely superb.

Just look at the way they dress

and the way they move.

What a great idea to bring 'em along.

Tremendous.

- Anything to stop our boredom.

- See why I brought you?

Just remember we're among rich people.

- What else do they do besides fixing cars?

- They can dance.

- Hey Alex, tell them how I can dance.

- Why should I tell 'em?

Do your number.

- Come on, Ricky.

Show us somethin'. - Outta sight.

- Go. Let's see how you really dance.

Do it, Ricky

You're doin' fine.

- Woo, yeah!

both to shame.

- Woo!

Dig it, man!

- That's really flyin'.

Get it on!

- What's the problem there, Gloria?

Get on down.

Ooh, slippin' and a slidin".

He has got the beat.

- Yeah, he's got the beat.

- Ricky.

- Dig it.

- Shake it!

Move that thing. - Yeah!

Look at him movin' to the groove.

- Woo!

Dr. P thrill.

Groovin'. Let it all hang out.

They're playin' with your head.

- Go on, let's see that gorgeous body.

- Absolutely.

Who needs to take these bitches on?

- Strip!

Strip!

Strip, strip!

- That's enough.

- What for? I'm not a kid.

- Because you're makin' an ass outta—

- No, I'm not.

We're just havin' fun.

Don't treat me like that, Alex.

I don't like it.

- Let him be.

He's enjoying himself.

- Yeah, that's right.

- Can't you see?

- They like my style.

- Yeah, you're a real knockout.

- You want a show?

I'll put on a show for ya.

- Woo hoo! - Woo!

- Ricky, you are so good.

- Woo!

- Oh dear.

- Think I'll go to the kitchen,

fix myself something to eat.

- What happened?

- Now don't move.

Just catch your breath.

Too bad you didn't get to finish.

- I'm so sorry.

Did you hurt yourself?

- No, it's nothing.

I'll live.

- Can I get you something to drink?

- Sure. Why not?

- A good stiff one.

Is this too much?

- No, I can hold my liquor.

- Better?

- Yeah.

Now what can we do?

- Oh.

- Do you play Backgammon?

- What's Backgammon?

- What do you play?

- Poker.

- Okay, everybody.

Let's play poker.

- Aren't you gonna play?

- Mm-mmm.

I never hang my life on the wheel of fortune.

Whether I win or lose, I make my own decisions.

- Tell the truth, Gloria.

You're just a poor winner.

- That's the way I play.

- Why that look?

What's so funny?

- You.

- Why? Because I was drinking from the bottle?

- Because you looked like you were givin' it head.

- And you look like you should be in a cage.

- What's with you?

- With you.

What do you take me for?

- Somebody who wants to get laid.

- And so what if I do?

- If you do what?

- There's a time and place for everything, darling.

When you're finished stuffing yourself, shut the fridge.

I'm gonna take a shower.

- After you.

- I'm thinking.

$2.00.

- I'll see your two and come up five.

- Ricky?

- Seven to stay, Glenda.

- Mm-hmm.

Seven...

and raise you

20.

- Too rich for my blood.

- I fold.

- I'll call you.

Straight.

- That's not enough, honey.

Jacks over nines.

- Full house, what a fuckin' blowout.

- Don't be vulgar.

- Hey, dodo, that's my dress you're sitting on.

What are you waiting for?

Why don't you come scrub my back?

Well? - Well?

- You like?

- Mmbh.

- You're such a pro.

You're not gonna take a shower?

- Turn around.

- Let's do it.

You're a pro yourself.

- That's not all of it.

- Where you goin'?

- Rinse your brains out, King Kong.

- Check me.

- Three bucks.

- I'm out.

- Your three plus 20.

- Pass.

- You in?

- How do you always manage to get cards?

I'll see you.

- Cover the bet then.

- I'll play light.

- No.

No credit in this game.

- Alex, can you lend me 20 bucks?

Here, see for yourself.

Cards have got to change.

I'll see you.

Three aces.

- Not good enough.

Flush.

Another hand?

- I'm clean.

- Be careful, Ricky.

They're taking you for a ride.

These bastards wouldn't know a straight game

if they followed one home.

- What did you say?

- You heard me, twat.

- You shouldn't say those things.

We could take it the wrong way.

- Deal the cards, mister, where I can see 'em.

- Get him, Howard!

- C'mon.

You really get into it.

Too bad you're so clumsy, you mighta made a good champ.

- Come on, Howard.

Punch the mother out.

- Hey, we've got an audience.

Oh, he's tryin'.

Oh.

I'm the Ferris wheel.

Wee.

Now you just sit back and relax.

Now behave yourself.

- You're a stud, huh?

Son of a bitch.

Now let's see how smart ya are.

Come on, big man.

- Guess what.

Shall we finish the round?

- No!

- Shut up.

- Get hold of yourself, Howard.

- Yeah.

C'mon.

C'mon.

Now put your little toy down.

Now!

You raise it again, I'm gonna stick it in your ass.

Come on, Miss Muffet.

Let's play cards.

You don't wanna get even?

I mean, they make an asshole outta you while you dance

and they get off on it.

She does a “now-you-get-me, now-you-don't” in the shower.

The gorilla over here

tries out his new macho man techniques on me.

Oh, he does have balls, only he's got no place to use 'em.

Street fighting you don't learn watching Savalas on TV.

I'll say one thing though.

They know how to fix a pretty good card game.

- Is that how things are?

- That's the way things are.

And you know I wouldn't bullshit.

- You caught on right away, eh?

You're great, Alex.

I always said you were great.

So you don't feel like playing cards anymore, eh?

One more hand

and I'll start the bidding at $10.

Everyone in?

Good.

How many cards?

- One.

- And?

- Three.

- Three.

- And I'll keep what I have.

Okay?

Ready?

No, you don't.

You are so curious that you just gotta see my hand.

You'll see me.

You too.

And you too.

Well what have y'all got?

- Two 10s.

- And you?

- Two aces.

- And you, Howard?

- Two kings.

- I win, a royal straight.

A royal straight.

I made a real royal straight.

You know, Alex?

You must be my lucky charm.

Nobody ever dealt me a royal straight.

Well,

what now?

Do we blow this shithole?

- You must be cartooning.

The best is yet to come.

Now we're gonna have some fun with these cunts.

- Do you really mean it, Alex?

- Sure I do.

Don't ya like 'em?

- Yeah.

- Oh.

You've never dreamed.

You've never dreamed of ladies like this before.

So go ahead, pick the one you want.

- I get first choice?

- I'm your friend, ain't I?

- I like her the best.

- So take her.

She's yours.

- Tell me when.

- Go.

- I mean I get first choice?

- Go ahead.

- I'll take her in one of the bedrooms, 'kay?

- Fuck her here so we can all enjoy the action.

- I can put on a real show, Alex.

Huh?

I got a big one.

- You can take your time.

I'll make sure the party doesn't get outta hand.

- No!

- You scream?

I'm not gonna hurt you.

Hey, see what I got?

Eh?

- Goddammit.

- The razor.

Get the razor away from him.

- Watch the razor.

- What're you doin'?

No, no! - It's lesson time.

- God.

- No! - Stay there.

- Are you all right?

- There's one thing you should understand

that Alex does what he wants.

And nobody but nobody, you get me?

I mean nobody gets in his way!

- Look, that's enough. - No, Lisa!

- You've made your point.

- Shut up, girl.

That's close enough.

Come here, Ricky-poo.

Watch this cunt.

Move! - Don't hurt him please!

- Go on.

Go on, go on.

Go on.

Now take a seat.

Go on, lady.

Do what you're fuckin' told.

- Why don't you soak for a bit?

It'll cool you off.

Come on.

Come on.

- Hey.

- Ricky, c'mere.

- Yeah?

What do you got in mind?

- Nevermind what I got in mind.

Gimme your belt.

C'mon, c'mon.

He's the only one with balls in the whole goddamn place.

- Besides you. - Yeah, besides me.

Shut the door and don't forget to lock it.

Cut me some curtain cord.

- No!

- Here. - The rest of the doors.

The rest of the windows.

- Here.

- Some discotheque.

Now,

let's have a party.

Anybody got any brilliant ideas?

Hmm?

- No.

No.

I don't want to.

No!

No.

- Aren't you be getting' some, Ricky?

Come on.

Show 'em where you live.

Good boy, Ricky.

It's so nice, soft.

- Hey. - Get off of me!

Get off!

- Hey, hey!

- I can't stand it anymore!

- Alex!

- You're nothing but dirty rats.

- Alex. - Filthy pigs.

- Alex, she's killing me.

- Leave me alone!

Get away! - Help me, Alex!

- Behave yourself, Little Miss Muffet.

Behave yourself.

- No.

- What's the matter, you don't like my friend?

- Alex, it's okay.

- Few minutes ago, you wanted to play.

Play

or I'll make your teeth look like a checkerboard.

Take her.

Hey Ricky, shit or get off the pot.

- Shut up!

She's afraid, can't you see?

I don't like to do it this way.

I don't like it.

It isn't nice.

- What did you say?

What did you say?

You told your friend Alex, "Shut up"?

Ricky.

- Sorry.

I didn't mean to.

- Ricky.

Ricky.

You didn't mean what?

- Sorry, Alex.

I'm not that together.

- I know.

I know.

But don't worry, that's why I'm here.

I'm your friend, muah.

And you don't have to scream at me.

- I'm sorry.

Sorry.

- It's okay.

Don't worry about it.

We're gonna have some fun, aren't we?

Do it.

Jesus.

Bleh!

Boo.

Boo!

He turned on me.

My best fuckin' friend.

Okay.

Okay, I'll show you.

I'll show you how to do it, okay?

Is that what I have to do?

She lied when she took a shower.

Where's she goin'?

Ricky.

Ricky, come here.

Make yourself useful, huh?

Keep an eye on these bastards.

Uh-uh.

Hello,

lady.

Where ya going?

I thought you liked Alex,

wanted Alex.

Well now's your chance.

- Hello police?

Listen, we're being held hostage here by two crazy-

- Little Miss Muffet sat on a tuffet.

- And you called the police.

- No.

No. - Along came a spider

and sat down beside her

and scared the livin' shit out of her.

- Hey.

- Ricky, see if you can do somethin' right for a change

and keep these rich assholes under control.

The fun is over.

Or maybe it's about to begin.

Take your clothes off.

Start with the skirt.

Come on.

Now the other stuff.

The other stuff.

No, no.

Leave the stockings.

- Hey.

- May I please see how Tom is?

How are you?

- Okay.

- Turn the lights back on.

Turn the lights back on.

I can't take it stayin' in the dark.

Can't keep control of my head in the dark.

- Now that wasn't so bad, was it?

- It was disgusting.

- Your girlfriend's a pretty good lay.

- Let's say that I earned a drink please.

- Intriguing.

Very intriguing.

You got a lotta balls.

- To have balls, my dear,

you have to have them first up there and then down there.

There are so many guys strutting around

with great bulges in their pants.

- Oh.

- When you're down to the nitty-gritty,

you find out they're only there for decoration.

- Have you ever made it with a woman?

- Are you my confessor or just curious?

- Pick your choice.

- I've never been to confession.

And for curious people who have a knife in their hand,

I feel only pity.

- Hey Ricky,

I want you to meet the new Miss America.

Bitch.

You just can't get enough of that all-American stuff.

Boy, you really are somethin'.

Now what can we do instead of a crown?

Oh, I forgot.

You've got your own problems with Little Miss Muffet.

And this one over here,

well he doesn't have any balls to begin with.

Him?

I don't know.

He's completely out of it.

How about her?

Roots is the only one who's left

or isn't she good enough for ya?

Sure she is.

Go ahead.

Do anything you want with her.

She's yours.

All right,

have it your way.

I know you'll come up with somethin'.

I trust you.

You can always say two coldblooded killers

forced you to do it, two sex maniacs.

Aww, the faggot's jealous.

Well I got a piece of advice for you, faggot.

Watch and learn.

Put on some music, will ya Ricky?

Something soft and sweet

- Alex, I can't figure out what to put on really.

- You take care of it, faggot.

Go ahead.

Somethin' sexy.

Where you goin'?

The record player's over here.

- I keep the good tapes in the drawer.

- Listen, I have had it up to here with your shit.

Keep cool, Miss Muffet.

I've a very nervous hand.

Don't answer it.

Just be cool.

- They must've seen the lights.

- Who else is comin', faggot?

- I don't know.

- Who is it?

- It's Cindy. A friend of ours.

- Anybody there?

It's me, Cindy.

Hello?

- Open it slowly and keep your mouth shut.

- Are you alone, Cindy?

- Yeah, sure I'm alone.

Stop stalling and open the door.

- Be a good little girl, Miss Muffet.

- Hi.

Frank didn't wanna come.

He says his rocks gettin' off spending time

with well-off creeps like you.

- Jesus, that's too bad.

He doesn't know what he missed.

- Who's this?

Where'd you pick him up?

Hmm?

- Huh?

- I never saw you guys hangin' out

with studs like this before.

I'm Cindy.

- Alex.

Please come in.

Ricky?

Close the door and bring me the key.

- Help!

Help! - Shut up!

Get her back here.

- Police!

Help!

Help!

Help!

Police?

Help!

Help.

Please help.

- Don't scream.

I don't wanna hurt you.

- What's the matter, Butch?

What is it? What do ya hear?

C'mon.

Go on, will ya?

It's nothin'.

Probably a or somethin'.

Come on now, boy.

C'mon. Dumb dog.

There's nothing there.

Come on.

Come on.

- Now let's not spoil the party by doing the wrong thing.

Try to play the hero, huh?

Well heroes die young

and have big funerals.

Isn't that right, Cindy?

- Don't act like this.

I don't want to harm you.

I don't want to harm you.

- Huh?

Hello

lady.

Cindy.

Cindy.

Now have you made up your mind?

Answer me!

- Yes.

- Oh god.

Yes.

Yes.

Mmm, yes.

Yes.

- How about the other, huh?

- Huh?

Ooh.

- Are you a--?

- She's a virgin.

Huh.

I'm gonna have to speak to your boyfriend.

I mean with a piece like you hangin' around,

I wouldn't be wastin' my time.

Now that's a real asshole.

But don't worry,

Alex is here

and Alex'll take care of you.

- Right.

- Huh?

- We'd be crazy to go back inside, Ricky.

- I'll talk to Alex.

I already told you.

I'm his friend. He's had enough fun.

You'll see.

We'll get out of this.

- Oh, Ricky.

He's a murderer.

We have to notify the police.

- The police?

You gotta be joking.

You want me to rat on my friend Alex?

- Well?

- Alex.

- That's for the trouble you almost caused.

Shut the door.

You ain't see nothin' yet.

You see her?

No. Her, dummy.

Well that, my friend, is virgin territory.

It's me and you, kid.

Uh, me first and you second.

- I did it.

I did it.

If you only saw how.

She really got off on it, that slut whore.

The ride I gave her.

So why not call it a night?

We've had our fun.

- Oh okay, Ricky.

Sure.

Yeah.

Let's blow this joint.

Are you tryin' to play games with me?

You know they say, "You always remember the first time."

And you will remember Alex,

won't you?

- Alex, you can't go on like this.

Alex, please.

You've come to a point where you won't be able to stop.

Alex.

Do you remember that girl last year?

You go on like this

and you're gonna end up doing the same.

- Shut up!

Shut up, asshole!

- That's enough, Alex.

Alex.

Alex.

Alex.

Alex.

- Ricky.

Why did you make me do it?

Why?

Why'd you turn against me?

I didn't wanna hurt you.

I mean it's you and me, kid, together.

It's always been you and me together.

You can't leave me now.

Don't get hooked on that fuckin' bitch.

You'll see her walkin' down the street

and she'll turn her back on you.

She'll make shit outta ya!

- Stop.

- They're all fuckin' bastards.

All of 'em.

They did this to you.

They're tryin' to turn us against each other.

Just look at 'em.

What do they know friendship anyway?

I'll get 'em.

You watch.

I'll take care of those sons of bitches.

- That's enough.

- What was that, shithead?

Okay.

Be cool.

Let's talk about it.

- Alex.

- Motherfucker.

- Filthy animal.

Faggot.

That girl you raped in the park,

she was my sister.

My sister.

Now do you understand?

It was all a setup.

Broken alternator wire,

the get together.

Two hoodlums break into my house and terrorize the guests.

I find a gun in a drawer

and I kill you in self-defense.

How do you like that, faggot?

In self-defense,

you fell for it.

- Hey.

You need some help?

You want me to help you?

C'mon.

- We better tell the police

that I was the only one who fired.

- With this thing,

if you don't know how to use it,

you can empty a whole clip without realizing it.

- Now it's your turn.

- Shoot.

Shoot!

Shoot!

- Cut it out.

He didn't do you any harm

- Got a better reason?

- Yes, Howard.

You don't make the decisions around here any longer.

- And who does then?

- I do and I've already made up my mind.

Cindy, it's all over.

- At one point there, I thought we'd never make it, Tom.

- Yeah, me too.

The gun was harder to get at than I thought.

It was like he had eyes in the back of his head.

- What matters is that it's all over.

- But at what price?

But then again, you found it exciting, a real high.

Didn't you?

Police?