All language subtitles for Rent.a.Cop.1987.1080p.BluRay.FLAC2.0.x264-PTer_track5_[eng]

(dramatic trumpet music)

(relaxed ensemble music)

(relaxed ensemble music)

(relaxed ensemble music)

(footsteps clacking)

(bell tolls)

(car horn blares)

(anxious warbling music)

So where is he?

He'll be here.

[Dealer] With the $2 million, right?

Hi, Pete.

[Pete] Hey Della, what's happening?

Well, I don't know yet.

That depends on if my
date wants his mommy,

Little Bo Peep or Helga the Bitch Goddess.

Does this say 339 or 334?

- I can't read Beth's writing.
- Looks like a four to me.

- Yeah, that's what I thought.
- Helga the Bitch Goddess?

Yeah, you bet.

- I'll tell you what happens.
- Ooh.

I look forward to it. (Chuckles)

(elevator dings)

(Church coughs)

[Lookout] Don't you know

smoking's bad for your health, old man?

So is this, spread 'em.

[Lemar] You ready for this, Churchy?

I better be.

- Some lookout.
- Give me your hands, asshole.

Come on, move it you, move it.

Let's hit it.

- Here we go.
- All right, let's get going.

- All right, man.
- Get in there.

[Lookout] All right.

Where's my lawyer?

[Officer] Yeah, I'll
get your lawyer for you

right in the mouth if you don't shut up.

All right, Lindy?

Yeah, great.

Two million bucks.

Let's you and me retire, huh Churchy?

- How about Tahiti?
- Ready when you are.

Well, let's get this over first, huh?

(anxious music)

He's a little uptight.

Shit, ain't everybody?

[Church] Right.

(elevator dings)

(tense music)

(Della hums)

(Della knocks)

Come on lover, don't be shy.

Hey listen, am I coming in

or are we gonna do this out in the hall?

Hi.

(tense music)

Look, does this say nine or four?

(door slams)

A nine?

Gee, thanks for your help.

You were great, we gotta
do it again sometime.

(elevator dings)

(tense music)

(Lindy knocks)

(Della knocks)

[John] Just a minute.

Come in.

Hello, sweetheart.

And you brought your teddy.

Okay.

Go.

(tense music)

Police, put your hands on
the counter, don't move.

Why would I move?

I'm not moving, I'm not moving.

Stay with him.

(tense ensemble music)

(anxious electronic music)

Grandma.

What big eyes you have. (Gasp)

And what big ears you have
and what big teeth you have

and what a big

(gun cocks)

(tense music)

(gunshot booms)

- Police!
- Let's go, go.

Face the wall, you son of a bitch.

(tense music)

Get on the ground.

[Officer] Hold it right there, don't move!

Get over there.

(flash bang whirs)

I can't see!

(gunfire clacking)

(tense music)

Jesus Christ.

(gunshot booms)

[John] Hey!

Oh my god!

(gunfire clacking)

(police sirens blaring)

No.

Please, please don't kill me.

Please, I didn't do anything to you.

Please.

(police sirens blaring)

(gunman grunts) (Della screams)

(gunshots booming)

(gunfire clacking)

(tense violin music)

[Gunman] I don't know what's going on

up there but it sounds like a war.

Send more backup now.

(gunfire clacking)

I don't know what happened.

I was just visiting a friend,
minding my own business.

Way to go.

Oh, he's coming back.

(tense drumbeat)

(Della screams) (Lemar grunts)

Partner.

What the hell happened?

(Della whimpers)

Later, later, boys and girls, later.

Do you have a comment?

No comment now, kids.

Do you have a report from Church?

Come on, let's go, look out, come on.

(reporters shouting, chattering)

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

I'll tell you all about
it this afternoon, guys.

I can't talk now, huh?

All right, thank you.

Goddamn jackals,

they'll tear me apart if
I gave 'em the chance.

Where is he?

He's in my office.

Take it easy, bud.

Those guys who died were his friends.

Oh yeah?

- So what?
- Thanks.

Good morning, Tony, how are you?

Good morning.

Tim, I just found out one of those

dead dealers was an ex-cop from Phoenix.

Tony, you're off the case.

What the hell are you talking about?

Tony, are you okay?

I've had better days.

We'll all had better days, Tony.

I'm looking at three months
planning down the toilet.

Major drug bust fucked up.

Couple million dollars of
department money ripped off.

Not to mention three keys of smack

that ought to be in
the evidence room today

and not back out on the street.

Not to mention I lost six
good friends in that hotel.

That's right, Tony.

We got beat up real bad.

We took our lumps but at least

it's gonna show the media
boys that we're trying.

You mind if I open a window?

It's starting to stink in here.

- Easy, Tony.
- No, that son of a bitch.

I'm your Precinct Commander.

You don't talk to me that way.

- Oh, really?
- Yeah, really.

You always had a hair up your ass

that I got here without
being on the street.

Well let me tell you something, pal.

The street is overrated.

Well let me tell you
something, pal, you're a scumbag.

You're this close to being
on suspension, Lieutenant.

Why? I just called you a scumbag.

I didn't even call you an asshole.

Okay, get outta here, Tony.

You're a wise ass son of a bitch.

You're axed from this department.

Fine, I'm outta here.

Take it.

I'll call you later.

Don't spend that money, darling.

I'll be watching for you.

What money?

Come on, Tony, I know you street cops.

I never met one that wouldn't grab

a few loose bucks if you had the chance.

I didn't hear that.

Then you're as deaf as you are stupid.

Maybe stupid enough to
set this whole thing up.

You son of a bitch.

- Tony, are you crazy?
- Tony.

Get him off the streets.

You hear me?

What is the matter with you?

- Have you lost your mind?
- Yeah.

I hope you feel better.

I do.

What are you gonna do now?

I'm gonna go back and
join the human race.

Well you know what, Churchy?

I don't think they're gonna have you.

- There you go.
- Thanks, Andy.

Okay.

- Thank you.
- Thank you, sir.

(anxious music)

(blade slices)

(anxious music)

What's it to ya?

Wow, what do we do now?

Well, we'll think of
something, huh? (Giggles)

Come on, Della, get in
here and keep me warm.

(blade slices)

(anxious music)

What's wrong, baby?

(Della gasps)

Oh my god.

(relaxed piano music)

(relaxed ensemble music)

- Thanks a lot, Roger.
- No problem.

So you'll let me know, right?

♪ Until I die ♪

♪ We'll find a way ♪

Churchy, how the hell are you?

Hi Rog, you look great.

Yeah, I know, let me buy you a drink.

Sally, another one for my friend here.

- I don't want a drink.
- Oh, come on.

Come on, we'll celebrate.

I hear Wieser dropped the charges, right?

Come on, Sally.

Churchy, it's coming in so
fast, I need help spending it.

I swear to God.

Go ahead, touch it.

♪ Say that you will ♪

So what's it been, like about

a couple months since they
kicked you out, right?

Yeah, couple months.

What's you been up to?

Temporary job.

Got a job over at
Carson's Department Store.

Oh Jesus, Church, a rent-a-cop?

- You can do better than that.
- I hope so.

No, believe me, I know.

I've been there.

Same thing when I left the force.

Ass hanging out of my pants,
dragging along and hey,

now I'm making eight K a month.

What are you doing?

A little of this and that.

- Who you working for?
- A guy I know.

Who you working for, Roger?

Churchy, this is not for you.

Some things you just don't
tell to straight arrows.

- Right.
- No offense, right?

No, none taken.

Look, here.

Just in case you want to gimme a call,

have a drink, whatever, we'll get together.

We gotta look out for each other.

Churchy, maybe I shouldn't
say this but what the hell?

We used to be almost friends.

So,

it's over, you gotta move on.

Those guys are dead, you're alive.

You gotta get back into your life.

Stay out of trouble, Roger.

Seriously Churchy, you need some laughs.

Churchy.

(Christmas-themed music)

(bells jingling)

Mr. Church, Mr. Church,
wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

You didn't take your policy manual.

Oh, my policy manual.

It must be Committed to memory.

Committed to memory by tomorrow,
do I make myself clear?

'Til then, you'll just have to carry it.

Oh, and after all, how do we make

our policy decisions at
Carson's, hmm, how do we?

By memorizing our policy manual.

Very good, Mr. Church.

Oh, and please remember,
your bong is five.

My what is what?

The signal that you're
needed, yours is five bongs.

Oh yeah.

You really must read your policy manual.

Now go, go, go, go, go, go.

(upbeat music)

Santa.

I'm sorry, look, excuse
me, are you Tony Church?

No.

What are you talking about?

Turn around, turn around.

Yes you are.

Della Roberts from the Hotel Blanford.

Hi.

I remember you.

You know, I've been
calling you and calling you

and all I get is your stupid machine.

I've gotta talk to you.

(alarm rings)

What are you doing?

Look, the guy from the hotel

who tried to kill me, well he tried again.

What are you talking about?

Death, I am talking about my death.

- He tried to kill me.
- Excuse me.

You gotta believe me,
it was the same guy.

You saved my life once.

That could have been a
mistake, go to the police.

I went to the cops.

Those jerks don't give a damn about me.

- Mr. Church.
- They wouldn't even

I have been bonging you and bonging you.

You forgot to punch in your time card.

This guy could be watching me now.

- What are you doing?
- I'm trying to do my job.

What do I have to do to
get you to listen to me?

- Excuse me.
- Roland, look.

Here's Santa himself.

Why is he hunched over like that?

- Excuse me.
- I demand an explanation.

Tell Santa what you want for Christmas.

That's not Santa, he's a
fake, he's a fake, he's a fake!

Ow, get outta here, you little shit.

You don't even believe me.

You shut up, just shut up, I almost died.

What do you think this
is, huh, hand stitching?

[Manager] Mr. Church, arrest this woman.

[Della] Church, where are you going?

(tree clatters)

(child gasps)

(fist thuds)

(knife clacks)

Merry Christmas.

- (knife clatters)
- No guns, Mr. Church.

No guns.

You didn't read your policy
manual, you're fired.

Oh, perfect.

Oh shit.

Haven't you got some Christmas
shopping to do, lady?

- Della Roberts.
- Right.

Whatever your name is.

- I gotta get undressed.
- Go ahead.

You got something I haven't seen before,

we'll donate it to science.

Huh, Cute.

Look, why don't you like me?

Because you're bad luck.

Every time you're around me,
I get fired, you're bad luck.

Oh, I'm bad luck, huh?

Not Darth Vader who blew

everybody's balls off in the hotel, huh?

Nice.

Look.

I'm not begging but please,

we have got to find this
guy before he kills me.

Why don't you leave town?

I'm not leaving town.

Let him leave town, he's
the bad guy, not me.

I'm not moving, let him move.

I just thought that seeing how

38 of your friends got slaughtered,

you might have a stake in this too.

Besides, you look like you
got some time on your hands.

You wanna turn around?

Turn around!

Jesus, a modest cop.

Nice legs.

Look, I've gotta go to work.

- I'm not hooking anymore.
- Great.

And I'm not asking for a
freebie either, I got $1500.

- I got myself a legitimate job.
- Really?

I'm a hostess at the Greenery.

Please, I want to hire you.

Can I make something perfectly clear?

Yes.

I'd like you out of my life forever.

Fine.

But if he kills me, it's
on your head forever.

(vehicle whooshes)

Della.

Excuse me.

Phone.

- Who is it?
- I didn't ask.

- Hello?
- Church here.

- Oh.
- I still don't like you.

I think you're bad luck.

I don't think that guy from the hotel

is trying to kill you but on
the off chance that he is,

you still want to talk, I'll listen.

Oh, great.

- Well, you know-
- I run the show.

You become a pain in
the ass and it's over.

I say "jump," you say "how high?"

What are you, out of the Dark Ages?

- Bye-bye.
- No.

Oh Church, come on, it's a joke.

Hold it, wait a minute, please.

Come on, I really need you.

Church, you gotta help me, hello?

Church, are you there?

Church, are you there?

- Are you there?
- Yep.

- Shit.
- What?

How high?

I'll see you tomorrow.

(soft piano music)

Goodnight.

- Goodnight.
- Goodnight.

(train rattles)

(train screeches)

(anxious flute music)

Don't you touch me, you son of a bitch.

Jesus lady, don't shoot.

I just wanted to know what time it was.

That's my train.

Get outta here, just get outta here.

(train screeches)

(distant siren blares)

Pitts, how long you
been outta your blues?

Huh?

This is my first week.

Really?

Couldn't tell.

Thanks.

Hey Lemar, you used to
partner with Church, right?

- Yep.
- Yeah.

You know at the Academy, they used to say.

"Tony Church this, Tony Church that."

You know, like he's the
baddest cop on earth.

Is that true?

- Nah.
- No? (Chuckles)

- I knew it.
- He's worse.

Hey, hey, hey, check it out.

[Lemar] Oh yeah, that's
the hooker from the hotel.

What's her name?

It's Della, Della something.

[Pitts] Are you sure?

[Lemar] What the hell is she doing here?

I wonder if she's any good?

What have you got to
compare it to, Pitts?

- Yeah?
- Hi.

It's me, Della.

What the hell are you doing here now?

There's a couple important details

I really thought I should
go over with you now.

Oh.

- Church.
- Yeah?

It's freezing out here!

Second floor. (Door buzzes)

Christ.

(mysterious guitar music)

God, it's Cold out there.

I never ever, ever remember
it being this cold out.

Here, hold this please.

I got it at a pawn shop, it
scares the shit out of me.

You know something?

I almost just blew some poor
guy's head off, pervert.

You can get anything at a pawn shop now.

Trust me, you can get anything.

Swell place.

Bears live here?

(Church chuckles)

I love this movie.

Listen, do you have it in color?

You can get it in color now, you know?

You know, there's this
new process they have.

It's fabulous, I can't
wait to see "Casablanca."

Are you like this all the time?

'Cause you're getting on my nerves.

It's called chawata vivre, Church.

Right.

- And what is all this shit?
- Where's the bathroom?

- Over there.
- Over there?

Oh.

Pretty.

(mysterious guitar music)

Church.

Take care of that, it cost me 400 bucks.

That is so much better.

Phew.

Comfortable at last and almost warm.

The movie over?

Yeah.

Football, huh?

You know, I think that is just great.

I mean, that is great that
you kept stuff like this.

Look at you, look how cute you are.

46.

Is that the year or your number?

The number.

Oh.

I like the broken nose.

You were really cute, you really are.

I bet you had a lot of dates

with a lot of different
girls when you were young.

- You got a CD?
- No.

[Della] You should get
a CD, it's fabulous sound.

- You got one?
- Yeah.

♪ Last night, oh I seen you move and bob ♪

You looking for something?

You got something to drink around here?

Kitchen? (Giggles)

Oh, look it, another picture of you.

That's so cute of you.

♪ Blew it all to run away ♪

♪ Held you tight ♪

You got something civilized to drink?

I got beer, I like beer.

Isn't that fascinating?

You see this Dodge across
the street, see this car?

Yeah?

[Della] Cops.

I know.

How'd you spot 'em?

Oh honey, can a dog spot fleas?

(Della giggles)

- What are you doing?
- Nothing.

Take it easy.

[Lemar] I wish we had
a wire on that place.

[Pitts] What do you
think they're doing now?

I would imagine position number 57.

That's the one where the guy hangs

by his ankles from the chandelier

while the woman files her toenails.

You think that sometimes when you start

- Tell me about the guy.
- Huh?

The guy, how'd he find you?

- The guy in the hotel.
- The john?

- Yeah.
- Through Beth.

She runs the escort service.

The escort service?

Yeah, the escort service.

Anyway, she put his name into the computer

to see what he wanted,
the computer picked me.

That's your pimp, huh?

Beth is my friend.

Sorry.

Look, she's done more for me than anyone

in my whole life and what
do you know about it anyway?

You probably don't have any friends.

Now tell me about the guy in the hotel.

Well, there's not a lot to tell.

He was a regular ordinary guy.

I mean, we said 50 words
to each other and then

some maniac came in and
shot him and his teddy bear.

Maybe you better tell
me about the maniac.

What's to tell?

I couldn't even see him the first time.

He was wearing one of
these, talk about an outfit.

The second time, all I remember is a beard

and both times, the man smelt.

It was like what we used
to use after rehearsal.

You know, liniment.

What did you ever rehearse?

"Damn Yankees."

"Flower Drum Song."

"Wish You Were Here," "Pajama Gang ."

"Flower Drum Song?"

You're right, I wasn't
in "Flower Drum Song."

But I did a lot of stuff.

I used to be a dancer, Church.

- Where do I sleep?
- Where do you live?

- Home.
- Home?

Church, come on, are you kidding me?

I haven't been home since
I got out of the hospital.

I've been sleeping on friend's couches.

I've been sleeping on friend's floors.

I've been sleeping in
sleazy hotels, I'm scared.

Tough.

- Tough?
- Yeah.

That's $1500, now the least it can do

- Take it back.
- Is buy me a night's rest.

- Take it back.
- No. (Weeps)

Oh come on, don't do that.

- I'm scared.
- Oh, stop it.

I hate that.

All right, you can stay here one night.

Oh, thanks.

(train rattles)

Hey, hey, what's this?

Get down.

Get down, Pitts.

Shit.

Come out, come out wherever you are.

We came to mow your lawn.

Sure you did.

- Who's we?
- My new partner.

Andrew Pitts, Tony Church.

Hiya Tony.

Hiya.

What do you do about his diaper rash?

What's the matter, Church,
couldn't you get it up?

Want a drink, Lemar?

Thank you, Churchy.

I hate these winter stake outs, don't you?

Oh yeah.

Do you wanna do me a favor, kid?

Step outside for a minute.

Man talk, you know?

Go ahead, Andy, go ahead.

Oh crap.

You shouldn't do that, Churchy.

It's gonna take me weeks
to build him back up now.

Tell me you're here staking out

one of my neighbors and not me.

It's you, Churchy.

Right.

Wieser's feeling the heat.

He thinks you're the only lead he's got.

When I rattled him around,

I must have destroyed the
only brain cell he had.

Mm hmm, and he's thinking
since one cop survived the raid,

then maybe that cop
arranged the whole thing.

What do you think?

I think I got three years to retirement.

Look ChurChy, Wieser
wants me in your shorts,

hey, I'm in your shorts, okay?

I thought you liked me, Lemar.

I do.

I like my wife and kids more.

It's a shitty world, Churchy.

I'll see you around, Lemar.

Want a drink, kid?

Andrew.

Andrew Pitts.

Right.

Keep it.

♪ Well, she comes from Tallahassee ♪

♪ Woo, she's got a high flying dress ♪

Couldn't we have something
just a little more modern?

You know, the 70s happened.

Most of the 80s too.

I like the 60s, life was simple then.

Only thing I had to worry about

was trying to get laid for the first time.

Still trying? (Laughs)

- Roll up the window.
- It's hot in here.

It's winter.

Well excuse me, it must be my malaria.

- Roll up the window!
- All right.

♪ She's gotta be the one ♪

♪ She's a rockin' old
time Tallahassee lass ♪

- Sorry.
- Great.

♪ She's a Tallahassee lass ♪

[Della] When are you gonna
tell me where we're going?

(tires screeching)

[Della] What are you doing?

This is a one-way street.
(car horn blares)

(tires screeching)

(engine roars)

♪ Well, she comes from Tallahassee ♪

- (car crashes)
- Oh shit!

What are you, on drugs?

(vehicle horn blares)

(tires screech)

♪ Yeah, my Tallahassee lass ♪

♪ Come to live with me ♪

♪ Come on, baby ♪

♪ Come on, honey ♪

(Della laughs)

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no.

I'm not going back in there.

What are you talking about?

- Come on.
- Why?

This is a waste of time, I
don't have to go in there.

I can recite this whole
thing for you backwards.

Forwards would be better.

Come on, Church.

I really don't wanna go in
there, you know what I mean?

I'm scared.

- I'll be with you.
- Yeah?

Well, be still my heart.

Where you going?

I've had it with you.

Ah, come on, church.

I was only kidding, I was joking, come on.

Look.

I'm jumping.

Higher.

(Church laughs)

What were you thinking
about when you came in?

Oh, whips, chains, black leather.

Oh god, don't be such a smart ass, huh?

All right, so the first
time I was ever here,

I was busted, that's what
I was thinking about.

Hi.

May I help you?

Yes.

Room 339.

- Can I see your badge?
- No.

You don't wanna mess with
him, you know what I mean?

Right.

Thanks.

Okay, you're in the lobby, now what?

I said hello to Pete at the desk

and I took the elevator to the third floor.

- Let's do it.
- Oh.

Why don't we have lunch?

[Church] Oh, come on.

No.

What the hell are you doing?

- Come on.
- I don't wanna do this.

- Oh, come on.
- I don't feel well.

You're in the hallway, now what?

I went to the trick's room.

God, I don't remember this wallpaper.

You see anybody in the hall that night?

No, yes.

A guy with a blue bag
went in there I think.

That was Lindy, undercover cop.

You're opening the door?

Why are you opening the door?

I'm not going back in there, Church.

You must be, I'm not, I'm not.

Damn.

All right, you're inside.

Did he meet you at the door?

No.

Was he alone?

Yeah.

No, he was waiting in here
with the Green Bay Packers.

Yes, he was alone, he was
sitting in that chair.

- This chair?
- Yeah.

This is where he bought it, huh?

[Della] Yeah.

Okay, what happened then?

I called Beth and I checked in

like I usually do and
then I started working.

What does that mean,
you started working?

What do you mean what do I mean?

I mean what does that
mean, you started working?

What do you mean what do I mean?

I mean what do you mean?

What do you want, all
the tiny little details?

- Is that what you want?
- Yeah, I want the details.

Okay, I came in here, I
took a look at this guy,

ripped off his pajamas,
I jumped on top of him.

I did what I do, is that what you mean?

This is shitty, Church.

This is really shitty.

I'm leaving here, I can't.

If it means that you quit on me,

that's okay but I am leaving here.

(somber music)

I'm sorry, kid.

Yeah, sure.

I am.

Come on.

- Jesus.
- What?

I couldn't read Beth's writing that night.

I mean, I didn't know what
room I was supposed to go to.

It was written 334, 339, I couldn't tell.

So I asked Pete and he didn't
know what room it was either.

But both of us eventually
figured it was room 334,

so I came here first, I came right here.

- You came here first?
- Yes.

- What happened then?
- Well, a guy opened the door.

How big was he?

Average.

Hair?

Dark.

Clean shaven?

[Della] Yeah, how'd you know?

Put a beard on him.

- Put a beard on him?
- Yeah.

Yeah, same scary eyes, yeah.

- We've got something.
- Yeah, what?

Same guy, you saw him with
a beard and without a beard.

He's been trying to kill
you all along, come on.

Ha.

Now you believe me.

You sure he didn't say anything to you?

How many times are
you gonna ask me that?

Read my lips, he didn't say anything.

Read my lips, don't screw around.

You got it.

Look, an hour ago, we didn't know dick.

Dick?

Dick.

All right, I'm sorry and I'm hungry.

When are you gonna feed me?

I'll buy you lunch.

- Really?
- Yeah.

- Ta da.
- I knew it, I knew it.

- What?
- Dead flesh.

Boy, you really know how
to treat a girl, Church.

When was the last time you dated, 1959?

Yeah.

Really?

No.

(car horn blares)

Hey Churchy, Churchy.

Hey Churchy, how you doing?

Hi, Rog.

Great day, isn't it, huh?

What a day.

Roger, it's 30 below zero.

Yeah, you gotta dress for
it, like this, you know?

It's mink on the inside, 2000 in cash.

- What do you think, huh?
- It's fine.

Churchy, do I sense a
little temptation here, huh?

- Just a hint?
- A little, yeah.

How about you and me
go for a drink, huh?

- Can't right now.
- Yeah?

Churchy, is that the hooker
from the Blanford job?

Ex-hooker.

Yeah, well, you working on that?

Sorta, yeah.

You find out anything?

Why are you so interested, Roger?

Me, you know, Lindy was my cousin.

Oh, I didn't know that.

- I'm sorry.
- Yeah, hey.

Well Churchy, I gotta run.

- I'll be calling you, okay?
- Yeah.

- Roger.
- Yeah?

Don't call me ChurChy anymore, huh?

Hey, you got it.

God, it's cold.

I love Rog.

Hmm?

Well, he's just like a
great big pussycat, you know?

Every time I see him, I want
to scratch behind his ears.

You know Rog?

Sure.

From where?

Oh, he dates one of the
girls from Beth, Molly.

- Oh yeah.
- He's gonna marry her.

She's lucky, Church.

Hookers and baseball players,

when their legs go, it's time to get out.

I thought you weren't hooking anymore.

I'm not, it was just a joke, it was a joke.

I wonder where he gets his cash from?

God, I don't know
but you know something?

Molly said he's absolutely loaded.

Last month, he gave a
party, I'm telling you,

it must have set him back minimum $10,000.

A bunch of us girls
worked it, it was amazing.

It was also a very weird party.

What do you mean weird?

Well, all of the johns
there were ex-cops.

(train rattles)

(up tempo electronic rock music)

Dancer, we gotta talk.

Look, I'm sorry but

it's just that Alexander's getting nuts

about the hooker with Church.

It's like everything's
starting to fall apart here.

I'll kill her this time.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Except he wants the money back

that you took out of the hotel room.

The money's mine.

Hey Dancer, Dancer, I'm
on your side, you know that.

It's just that, well hell,
you can't move that stuff.

It's marked, he can launder it.

So you kill the girl, bring the money back

and he'll give you a dime
on the dollar, that's 200 K.

(gun cocks) What do you say?

(ominous music)

What the hell are you doing?

Jesus Christ, no.

No!

(gun clicks) Jesus.

What the fuck is the matter with you?

He's screwing me and I don't like it.

I'll kill the girl but I
get 25 cents on the dollar.

Sure, sure, whatever you say.

Oh jeez, no.

God, Dancer.

(door slams)

(ominous music)

(gun clicks)

Break into a police station?

This is crazy.

Why?

They're designed to
keep people in, not out.

I hate police stations.

You must be nuts.

(keypad beeps)

Do you see anyone?

No.

Oh, Church.

- What?
- My shoe, I'm stuck.

- Well, take 'em off.
- You take 'em off.

Oh, this has gotta be a trap.

They're making it too easy for us.

It is easy, come on.

[Della] Why do I have to do it?

Because you can run
the computer and I can't.

That's a lousy reason.

Ow, ow, ow.

Jesus, wait for me.

What floor is this on?

- The first.
- I'll never make it.

(anxious music)

- Okay.
- Shoes.

Yeah.

Remember now, we want to
print out the last two years,

every cop that's been
fired, retired or quit.

- I know that.
- Okay.

Shit, I don't remember this thing.

[Officer] Come on,
give us a break, will ya?

Refrigerator, Refrigerator.

That fat man is last year's news.

What are they gonna do this
year to fill the stands, huh?

Anyway, I gotta pull some records.

- I'll talk to you.
- Okay.

See you tomorrow, Commander.

(anxious music)

Well, hi.

Hi.

- Late night, huh?
- Oh, wow.

I thought I knew
everybody in this precinct.

I thought I knew all the tasty ones.

I'm a temporary tasty.

- Are you gonna be long?
- Nope.

Oh.

In that case, I'll wait.

No. (Giggles)

I mean,

listen, can I be honest with you?

I got an awful lot to do and
I'd hate to keep you waiting.

It should be available in an hour.

Well, I guess I'll be back in an hour.

Perfect.

Having fun?

Listen, you know, it's interesting

that you like Chinese
food 'cause I love it.

[Church] Roger Latrele.

[Della] A step on the right
way to compatibility, Church.

Just look at these and see
if you recognize anybody, huh?

Okay.

- Where you going?
- Get a beer.

Oh.

Hey, Church?

[Church] Yeah?

[Della] This is a friend of your friend,

Roger Latrele, this guy.

- Yeah, just keep going.
- Hang around with him.

- Huh.
- Keep working.

You know something?

You look sweet in glasses,
do you wear 'em often?

Just when I want to see.

(train rattles)

(anxious music)

Hey, these printouts are pretty good.

Tony, Tony, come here.

Tony, this is the guy.

This is the guy from room 334.

Look, it's the same crazy
eyes I told you about.

- He's the killer, Tony.
- Are you sure?

I'm positive, honestly.

Adam Houth, codenamed Dancer.

Dancer?

Did I tell you I used to be a dancer?

Lots of times.

He joined the police
force, six months later,

killed two suspects in the line of duty.

The problem was that he liked it.

Try this out, mister.

(Church coughs)

That means it's good, you know?

- What else happened?
- Oh.

The shit hit the fan.

- He shot the guy.
- Yeah?

And then he read him his rights.

- Afterwards?
- They didn't care for that.

- Well, did they fire him?
- You bet.

[Della] Mm hmm.

(anxious music)

(gun cocks)

Then about a year later,
he popped up downtown.

He was teaching dancing at
some ballroom someplace.

This is so impossible
for me to believe, dancers

- are usually such nice people.
- Will you gimme a break?

Well, they are.

He snuffed out a few old ladies

- that were customers there.
- He killed them?

- Yeah.
- Why?

Well, his name was on their
insurance policy, get it?

That's despicable, old ladies?

Yeah.

They sent a pickup team over to get him.

I was wondering, I was gonna ask you,

why didn't they arrest this son of a bitch?

- Four guys.
- Yeah?

He killed them all.

Well now wait, this is
making me really angry, Tony.

If those numb-nuts who call
themselves police officers

would just have the
goddamn balls to go out

into the street and
arrest a maniac like this

so he doesn't run around
and kill everybody.

How could something like this happen, huh?

(anxious music) (gun cocks)

Come here, I want you to hear somebody.

- Oh yeah?
- Yeah.

- Ready?
- Yeah.

Is this the new Sting record?

Better.

(upbeat jazz music)

(anxious music)

Don't you have anybody who's alive?

No. (Della laughs)

- No, these guys are good.
- Well, I'll tell 'em.

Listen, I have an announcement to make.

Yeah?

Della Roberts is about to
take off all of her clothes.

So will all the prudish
policemen please cover

their eyes from this gross
display of female flesh?

Done.

Why don't you go over by the
window and show everybody?

Good idea, I'll go over by the window.

Come on, I was just
kidding, don't go over there.

- Get outta there, come on.
- No, come and dance with me.

[Church] You get outta here, come on.

(gunshots booming) (glass shatters)

(tense violin tones)

(soft anxious piano music)

Jesus, what the hell happened there?

Look at the window.

(Church knocks)

- Ma'am.
- Thanks.

- What do you say, Churchy?
- H I guys.

Lemar, just as a suggestion,

you might want to drive from now on.

Thanks a lot, Tony.

What happened to your window?

You know, when you want a
cop, you can never find one.

I dug these out of the wall.

You might wanna run 'em through the lab,

you being a police officer and all.

I told you we should
have been here last night.

Shut up, Pitts.

(engine rumbles)

(air hisses)

(tires screech)

Oh crap.

(car horns blaring)

Church.

- Church.
- What?

Come on, you promised.

Look, this lady is the best friend

I have in the whole world, all right?

Sit down.

Now look, we're not gonna push her, okay?

And you're not going to embarrass her.

You're gonna show some
respect, you're gonna be nice.

Miss Roberts, Miss Connors
will be with you in a moment.

[Della] Thank you, Victor.

(relaxed jazz music)

Where are the girls?

- There are no girls here.
- Oh, really?

What do all the customers do, jump Victor?

Just when I start to
think you're gonna shape up,

you turn into a real schlemiel.

- Della.
- Beth.

- Beth, oh Beth.
- Hi baby, how are you?

- I'm fine.
- Are you okay?

- I'm fine.
- Are you sure?

Yes.

Tony Church, this is Beth Connors.

Hi.

Listen, you disappeared on me for weeks.

You didn't call, what's going on here?

Well, I'm in a little trouble.

- Oh really?
- Yeah.

Well you look fine, you really do.

He must be the reason.

Is he wild?

Wild? No.

- No?
- But he's got potential.

Oh well, his teeth are
looking best to start.

Could use a little help in
the wardrobe department.

I'll say.

What'd you say his name was?

- Church.
- Church.

Church, come on down, we'll
have a little drink here.

He looks like a beer man to me.

Well, I certainly hope
you're taking care of Della.

She's very special to me.

We have our moments.

I bet you do.

- Where'd you meet?
- Blanford Hotel.

Beth, Tony's the man
that saved me that night.

You're a cop?

What the hell did you
bring a cop here for?

I'm trying to keep her alive.

Bullshit.

You know cops don't give a
damn about people like us.

Beth, some guy is trying to kill me.

Now if he can find him first, I live.

What works for him works for me.

What do you want from me?

I got a list here of ex-cops.

I want you to tell me
everything you know about 'em.

(relaxed jazz music)

Beth, please, it's for me.

You're not asking for much, huh?

[Church] Next.

- Roger the Dodger.
- Roger Latrele.

Your friend.

Next.

Sam Watkins.

Well, sexual preference,
baby dolls and bathtubs.

Maybe I am a little out of touch.

Maybe?

Right.

But there's nothing in
there on a Adam Booth?

Nothing darling, that's it.

Reference, H. Alexander.

That name keeps popping up.

That wouldn't be Haskell
Alexander, would it?

That's right, he's one of my best clients.

He's also the biggest
dope dealer in Chicago.

Really?

(relaxed electronic music)

That's Alexander in the fabulous red tie.

Do you remember how to work this?

Yeah.

I push this if I see anybody
going up the stairs, right?

U h-huh.

Where am I gonna hide this?

I'd tell you but you'd hit me.

I'll think of something.

- Bye-bye.
- Please be careful.

(relaxed violin music)

(keys jingling)

Mr. Alexander.

Mr. Alexander.

Oh please, won't you
finish this dance with me?

I've got something to do upstairs.

I'll be right back.

Yes, but it's my favorite song.

Please?

How can I say no?

You look very familiar to me.
(Della giggles)

But I can't place you.

Well you know, we have
a mutual friend, Beth.

Beth.

Beth always had good taste.

(relaxed violin music)

(up tempo violin music)

Don't you remember me from last year?

Honestly, I was here and I loved it.

I was in red.

In fact, I had a long red dress
on and hair was different.

You know, it was down to here.

Somehow,

I never manage to jump up

and down and make it look like dancing.

But you were

(device beeps)
Shit.

Mr. Alexander, Mr. Alexander, please.

I just wanted to tell you I'm
having a really great time.

I mean, it's just a wonderful party

and I'd like to come back.

We'll talk to Beth about it.

What the hell do you
think you're doing here?

Just checking things out.

Who the hell are you?

Security.

You hired by Beth Connors?

That's right.

Then your job is downstairs, isn't it?

Watching the girls.

My men watch this floor.

Outside, look after the outside.

(relaxed ensemble music)

- Hey, you working?
- Sort of.

Hey, how about getting my
car and bringing it out front?

I'm off-duty.

Hey, that's Tony Church.

Hang onto that son of a bitch!

Hang onto him.

(fists thudding)

(guests chattering)

[Security] We'll get him, Frank.

I'll go that way.

(anxious music)

Are you sure it was church?

Yeah, I'm sure.

I've been had, I've been
had by a woman I trusted.

Get Dancer.

(anxious electronic music)

(pedestrians chattering)

(blade slices)

(Beth gasps)

[Partner] Baby, you all right?

Hey, give me some help here.

(people screaming)

H I, honey.

- Get outta here.
- Why?

'Cause I'm taking a bath.

- Here, one for the inner man.
- Huh?

And one for the outer man, watch it.

Oh, woof.

(Della laughs)

Where'd you learn that?

We used to rub 'em up and down

our calves after rehearsal, it felt great.

- Okay.
- Good idea.

There, how's that?

Nice.

What are you looking at?

Nothing.

Thanks.

Look, I promise you
I'm not gonna do anything

that doesn't feel wonderful, all right?

- Fine.
- In fact,

if you get upset in the slightest bit,

you just say "stop" and I'll stop, okay?

Can I ask you a question?

No.

I'll ask you anyway.

How'd you know how to run a computer

and you were in all those musicals?

Well, some of those musicals.

How come?

How come?

Sometimes you have to
go through a hell of a lot

to find out what you're really good at.

Yeah.

(romantic music)

Hey, my clients needed me

and I needed that.

So in a way, you know, we
both got what we needed.

Kind of.

You know?

(water sloshes)

You bastard. (Laughs)

(romantic music)

What's the matter?

Are you all right?

I don't know.

- Why did you do that?
- Do what?

I just tried to kiss you.

I'm not used to caring.

Neither am i.

(romantic music)

(phone rings)

- Hello?
- Church, it's me Roger.

I gotta talk to you, I gotta
see you here right away, okay?

What's happening, Roger?

I'll tell you when I see
you, you gotta come now.

- Church, please.
- Where are you?

At the Moosehead.

Look, come alone, okay?

And hurry, it's life and death, really.

The Moosehead, I'm on my way.

- What?
- It's Roger, I gotta go.

Oh no, wait, I'm coming with you.

Stay away from the window.

- You still got the gun?
- Yeah, it's in my purse.

What are you doing? Come on.

♪ Right now ♪

(car horn honks)

♪ Hold onto me tight ♪

Happy New Year, Rog.

Should old acquaintance be forgot.

Yeah.

I hear they whacked you around a little.

I figured you would.

Why don't we stop screwing around, huh?

You work for Alexander.

The force was the only thing I knew

and the bastards kicked
me off for the same thing

half the other guys are still doing.

I was drowning out there,
Alexander threw me a lifeline.

On the phone, you said a
matter of life and death.

Whose, yours?

Yours.

I've done some shitty
things in my time but this,

I know you, Church, you're my friend.

How the hell am I gonna kill you?

Alexander's orders.

You and the girl both.

They're gonna kill me if I don't do this.

(gun cocks)

What the hell am I gonna do?

I guess you better go
ahead and shoot me, Roger.

No.

No.

And now here's an update
on the stabbing murder

that took place earlier today
on Lower Michigan Avenue.

Though the killing took place

in front of dozens of witnesses,

the police have no good
description of the killer.

The victim has been identified
as Beth Connors of Chicago.

They are asking anyone
who was in the vicinity

of the killing to come
forward with any information

that might help them in their search.

Alexander figures it's
gotta be one of our guys

who leaked it to the cops except
he doesn't know which one.

So he calls in Dancer and
tells him to hit all of 'em.

Not just the cops, our
guys too, everybody.

Tell me about Dancer.

He's a goddamn maniac.

He was supposed to leave the
money because it was marked.

So what does he do?

He keeps the money and
every fucking thing.

Nice friend you got.

I didn't know about Dancer.

I swear it, Church.

Some of those guys were my friends.

They were my friends too, Roger.

I'm supposed to kill you, right?

Jesus God almighty, how
did I get myself here, huh?

A smart guy like me, Church?

(anxious electronic, piano music)

- Victor.
- Oh, you scared me, hon!

Victor, have the police been here.

- No.
- Wait a minute.

- Gimme that.
- No, it's mine.

Gimme the bag.

Oh Victor, for Christ's sake.

- Where are the keys?
- You have no right to

Victor, give me the goddamn keys!

Come on.

I won't need them anymore anyway.

It's just horrible what
happened, just horrible.

Yeah, I can see you're all
broken up about it, Victor.

It's craven.

He's got a whole army of
ex-cops from all over the place.

Why ex-cops?

'Cause Alexander
thinks that we're always

gonna be one step ahead
of the working cops.

You identify 'em?

I recruited 'em, didn't I?

I know you recruited
them, will you testify?

Church.

You wanna come outta this alive?

Only one way.

You have to talk to the
DA, make a deal with him.

Yeah, well if they can keep
me alive, sure I'll testify.

You know, what am I gonna do?

I got no choice, right?

- That a boy.
- Tony.

- Phone call for you.
- Thanks.

You're halfway home, pal.

- Yeah?
- Church, it's me.

Beth's dead.

I'm sorry, kid.

The news cast just said
that it was somebody

with a knife and it had to
be the same son of a bitch.

L'm at Beth's now.

What the hell are you doing there?

Don't yell at me, all right?

I had to get here before the cops.

My name is on one of those computer disks

and so are a lot of my friends.

Are you crazy?

I told you not to leave the apartment.

Do you remember the
last time we were here?

All right, we ran Adam Booth
through the computer, right?

And we couldn't find anything.

Well, I remembered that his
name is Dancer, the code name?

Yeah, well I ran that through
the computer and bingo.

Oh hey Al, let me get another.

Hello, Roger.

Church, I know where to find him.

The Golden Gargoyle Club.

Get out of there, get
out there right now.

(patrons screaming)

[Patron 1 ] It's Roger.

[Patron 2] It's Roger.

We've gotta do this, Church.

Look, how many of your friends
has he killed now, huh?

Well, he killed my best friend.

Oh, come on, we've been
over this and over this.

It's the only way.

If Lemar doesn't get us the
wire, we're dead in the water.

- He'll get the wire.
- Nice outfit.

Thanks.

Besides, I'm just the lookout, right?

- I don't like it.
- What's not to like?

He may not even be there, Church.

But if he is there, I go
in, I see him, I tell you,

you come in like the
Marines, it's perfectly safe.

I just don't want you
to get hurt, all right?

Well, I don't want to get hurt.

What I really don't want to get is killed

and if he finds me before we find him,

that's what's gonna happen.

Can't you just once do
what I say without arguing?

No.

You've gotta let me do this, Church.

- Okay.
- What?

- Okay.
- Really?

Come on.

Gee, what changed your mind?

[Church] How do I know?

Get back, don't get near the car.

- You got it?
- You got it?

- Yeah, I got it, here it is.
- Good.

That receiver costs
$484, I gotta get it back.

- You'll get it back.
- You'll get it back.

- Good, who you wiring?
- Me.

- You?
- Yeah.

They can't hear you through the coat.

- What?
- Gotta take it off.

They can't hear you through the coat.

- You're kidding.
- Yeah, take it off.

- You take it off.
- Okay.

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

- You gonna tell me why?
- No.

I didn't think so, you need backup?

He spots a cop, he'll be gone.

You warm enough?

- Yeah.
- Good.

- Good luck, Churchy.
- Thanks.

- Come on.
- Ma'am.

Thanks.

[Pitts] Ma'am.

Thanks for the wire.

Thank Pitts, I made him sign for it.

(tires screech)

- I don't like this.
- No, it's gonna be fine.

It's gonna be fine.

- Okay, bye.
- Wait a minute, the gun?

It's in the purse.

All right.

- Bye.
- Wait a minute.

Maybe I should go alone.

Tony, if he sees you first,
he's out of there, it's over.

You gotta remember two things.

I know, I stay away from
him and I keep talking.

That shouldn't be a problem for you.

Yeah.

Okay, bye.

(romantic music)

Yeah.

Bye.

♪ It's a ladies night and you never know ♪

♪ Girl, hit me with your moxy ♪

♪ Hit me with your moxy, hot shot ♪

♪ Hit me with your moxy ♪

♪ Show me what you got ♪

♪ You've got to show me now ♪

Church.

I'm in.

♪ Why not ♪

[Della] My god, this place is packed.

I don't know how I'm ever
gonna find him in this crowd.

♪ Blast me away ♪

♪ Now, now, lady, easily done ♪

♪ Tell me the key ♪

[Della] Okay, I'm
heading towards the bar.

♪ Off in the distance ♪

No, nothing yet.

♪ Living with the danger ♪

Oh!

♪ And nothing will relate ♪

Jesus, I just got goosed

by some guy dressed as
Little Red Riding Hood.

This place is a zoo.

I'm gonna try another room.

♪ Put your test on me now ♪

Ugh, what a pig palace.

Oh, please.

(patrons laughing)

No, he's not in here either.

Hey, sweet lips.

What you doing tonight?

Me and my old lady are
looking for a third.

Yeah, well try the
Yellow Pages, asshole.

(up tempo dance music)

♪ Let's go, stranger ♪

♪ You've permission, I
just gave you my number ♪

Nothing yet.

♪ The moon is rising ♪

♪ And we've got 'til
the dawn, so exciting ♪

Church, he's here.

♪ It's so exciting ♪

I'm sorry, Church

but I'm gonna blow this
son of a bitch away.

♪ I'd love to feel you ♪

I love your muff.

No!

(gun clatters)

♪ We're gonna dance the night away ♪

Church, I've lost him
and I've lost the gun.

♪ Gonna dance the night
away with my baby ♪

♪ With my baby ♪

Hello, Della.

♪ Through the dark ♪

♪ I can see you ♪

♪ Hit me with your moxy, hot shot ♪

♪ Hit me with your moxy ♪

♪ Show me what you got ♪

♪ You've got to show me ♪

Are you scared, Della?

Move it.

[Dancer] Should I kill you now?

♪ I like to feel your big arms around me ♪

[Patron] Quit pushing!

Shit.

Church.

- Out of the way.
- Church.

Tony.

♪ I want to dance ♪

- Church.
- Hey, move it.

♪ Baby ♪

Slow down, Sally.

Get the hell outta the way.

You didn't say please, asshole.

[Church] Please, asshole.

(upbeat dance music)

(tires screech)

♪ Dance the night away with my baby ♪

♪ With my baby ♪

Where are we going?

Why are we going north on Lakeshore?

(tires screech)

(tense music)

So where'd you learn to dance?

I mean, you're real good, you know?

I only ask 'cause I used to dance.

I did a lot of stock, you know?

I was in "Wish You Were
Here" and "Pajama Game,".

"Flower Drum Song," "Damn Yankees."

"Flower Drum Song?"

Will you shut up?

[Della] I have a girlfriend
who lives right there.

555 Northshire right on the right.

I don't suppose you'd
consider letting me off?

How'd it feel when the
blade went in, Della?

Was it cold?

(anxious music)

(phone beeps)

It's Dancer.

What do you want?

[Dancer] I'm coming in.

Not here.

You stay outta here.

Do you want the whore?

I've got her.

Kill her.

Don't bring her here.

I want my money.

I'll kill her

and you're gonna watch.

He's coming in.

That's why we're going
to Lake Forest, isn't it?

We're going to Alexander's.

- No.
- Come here.

You bitch, you were wired.

Church, that son of a bitch.

(tense music)

[Church] Damn it.

(car horn blares)

You must be crazy driving like that.

You, are you a crazy person or what?

What?

What, didn't you see me signal?

You can't signal and turn
at the same time, lady.

What?

Oh god, is that a gun?

What am I doing?

Listen, come back here.

Come back here, give me your license.

That's a gun.

Oh god, he's got,

police, he's got a gun!

What are you doing?

(tires screeching)

Give me my purse.

(phone beeps)

[Lemar] Yeah, hello, what do you want?

Lemar, it's Church.

[Lemar] lt's three
o'clock in the morning.

He's got her and he's taking
her to Alexander's place.

- Who's got who?
- On Green Bay Drive.

I need a backup.

(ominous music)

Oh.

You really think you're gonna need that?

Oh god.

(tense music)

It's not enough.

15 cents on the dollar.

I told you 25.

It's more than enough.

Not for me.

Kill her.

Then we'll talk about it.

- (Dancer sighs)
- Okay, okay.

Wait a minute.

(gunshots clacking)

(tense music)

(anxious music)

(gun cocks)

Yeah.

Come on, you mother.

Oh.

No, no.

Dancer.

I didn't know they were
gonna try to kill you.

(tense violin tone)

Oh.

(anxious music)

(plants rustling)

(anxious warbling music)

Alive, I'm worth a lot to you.

Dead, I'm not worth
anything, think about it.

(ominous warbling tones)

(knife clatters)

(anxious music)

There.

I'm unarmed.

Dancer.

I can't hurt you.

I can help you.

I can.

(tense trumpet tones)

(gunfire clacking)

(railing clatters)

(tense music)

(anxious warbling music)

(glasses rattling)

(anxious music)

(gunfire clatters)

(anxious ensemble music)

(soft ominous music)

Stay here, I'll go around back.

Don't be a hero, Pitts.

(flash bang whirs)

(gunfire clacking)

(Della pants)

(gun cocks)

Della, what the hell are you doing?

Tony, oh Tony.

(flash bang whirs)

(gunfire clacking)

(shells clattering)

Freeze.

(gunfire clacking)

(gunshots booming)

(Dancer groans)

(gunshot booms)

(Della screams)

No!

(tense music)

(fists thudding)

(Dancer groans)

Whoa.

(Dancer grunts)

(tense music)

(flash bang whirs)

(gunshots booming) (glass shatters)

(Dancer groans)

(flash bang booms)

(smoke hisses)

(relaxed piano music)

Tony.

- Are you all right?
- Yeah.

Is he dead?

He ain't got no head.

[Officer] Well, roger that.

(officers chattering)

Thanks for helping, that took guts.

It did?

You're a good cop, Andrew.

Thanks, thanks a lot, Tony, thanks.

[Officer] ETA 15 minutes.

[Dispatch] 2 Baker 6, disturbance.

Looks like kids just having a good time.

I gotta go downtown, I told
Lemar I'd make a statement.

No, you don't.

Yes, I do.

Lemar just said you didn't have

to be there 'til this afternoon.

I don't wanna do it this
afternoon, I wanna do it now.

Can't you just once do what
I ask you without arguing?

- No, I can't.
- Ah.

Church.

You're a mess.

Your apartment is a mess,
your life is a mess.

You know how to straighten it out, huh?

Yeah, I do.

So,

jump.

(relaxed piano music)

How high?

(Della laughs)

(relaxed music)

Thanks.

I gotta lie down, I have such a headache.

- Where we going?
- Our place.

[Church] Oh, it's our place now, huh?

[Della] Now you wanna
argue if it's our place?

[Church] It's not our
place, it's my place.

[Della] It's our place.

[Church] You're lucky to have
a place to lie down at all.

[Della] I got pictures
to hang too, you know.

[Church] Oh boy, now I'm
gonna have your pictures

on the wall, probably
from "Flower Drum Song."

[Della] No, but I got a great
shot of me in "Chorus Line."

[Church] In "Chorus Line?"

[Della] Yeah, I'm standing right there,

right in front of the marquee.

(Church laughs)

- Kiss me.
- You got it.

(upbeat ensemble music)

(upbeat ensemble music)

(upbeat ensemble music)