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* runway

* Glass and ice cubes clink

* She's a bird of prey

* Circling above the drinks

* I wonder what she thinks

* She knows what to do with her body and eyes *

* In the smokey zoo, she's the master of eyes *

* She dances for you

* You're the only one

* Then her body takes flight

* She's only having fun

* Just for awhile

* You can't deny the night

* Deny the night

* Deny the night

* Make 'em pay, make 'em stay

* Wonder why, believe the lie

* In soul and feeling cold

* That's all night to rock and roll *

* She knows what to do with her body and eyes *

* In the smoky zoo, she's the master of lies *

* And she dances for you

* You're the only one

* Then her body takes flight

* She's only having fun

* You can't deny the night

* You can't deny the night

* Deny the night

* Deny the night

* You can't deny the night

* Deny the night

* Music's too loud

* Lights hurt my eyes

* Above this beer belly crowd like an angel she flies *

* She knows what to do with her body tonight *

* Through the smokey zoo she's the master of lies *

* And she dances for you

* You're the only one

* Then her body takes flight

* She's only having fun

* You can't deny the night

* Deny the night

* Deny the night

* You can't deny the night

* Deny the night

- I told you the second pole would be worth it.

Derek?

- 18 seconds.

- Wanna turn the neon off?

You know what my electric bill is?

And you, deal was topless for 30.

- Start counting.

- Dammit.

- Yee-ha!

Enter The Dragon, 7:30.

- Okay Margolin, I'll bring the popcorn.

- Bring your sister.

- She's working, you still want me?

- No way.

Oh, Angel, I hate that.

- Look, one nipple's hard and the other one isn't.

- Go to work.

- Bring home the paycheck dear.

You're gonna tell your brother

before you come in tonight right?

- He's never been without me.

- Well he better get used to it.

Uh-oh, I'll see you later.

- How long you been listening?

- When are you leaving?

- Eric, I'm not leaving you, I'm freeing you.

- You're killing me.

- No one can separate us.

I'll be there for you.

- You'll be there for her.

- Her too.

* Yes I will burn you down

And now, the top flight body type,

super-clean fun machine, hot legged babe Dazzle.

* Don't cross the bottom line

* No, no, no, no, no, no

* Don't cross the bottom line

* Don't cross the bottom line

* No, no

* Don't cross the bottom line

* Bottom line

* Boy I can turn you on

* While your favorite song

* Stop, don't you tell no lies

* 'Cause you are the exercise

* Great minds

* Says that you've been seen

* Don't think on your knees

* If I find you're playing around *

* Good boy I'm gonna burn you down *

* Don't cross the bottom line

* Or there'll be sweet last *

* Don't cross the bottom line

* 'Cause you'll find out

* Why you're afraid of the dark *

* Don't cross the bottom line

* If you call this good lovin'

* Don't cross the bottom line

*

*

* Don't come cheap

* Keep your pretty nose clean

* You're gonna find yourself off the team *

* Don't cross the bottom line

*

* Don't cross the bottom line

* 'Cause you'll find out

* Why you're afraid of the dark *

* Don't cross the bottom line

* Or you'll blow this good love *

* Don't cross the bottom line

* meltdown blowout baby bye bye *

* I ain't nothing like a love struck fool *

* So don't go

* Don't even think about it

* Living on cake, you want the icing too *

* Baby you're gonna find yourself hungry real soon *

* Grapevine says you've been seen *

* Young thing on your knees

* If I find you playing around

* Pretty boy I'm gonna burn you down *

* Don't cross the bottom line

* No, no, no, no, no

I did not spend a whole night

talking about my penis.

I am not obsessed.

- Remember to put the seat down.

- Don't miss.

Brandy, I have tickets for Dire Straights.

- Eat me.

- I'm busy.

Well get outta my way.

- Derek.

- I'm available.

- You are not.

- I'm not going out with you.

- I'll go.

- Good Lord Dazzle, you'll go anywhere.

There's a creep at station eight that's flashing

a 20 and pulls it back every time I go to reach for it.

I'll get it.

- Good Lord, who do you have to blow

to get an air conditioner around here?

- Me.

Where's Roxanne?

- What time is it?

It's 9:15.

- I think Killer just peed on my bra.

- You handle it.

- I'll call her.

Hello.

- Roxanne?

Yeah, yeah.

- Are you sick or something?

No I'm okay, I'm fine.

- Well did he hurt you?

No.

- Then get your ass in here.

I can't.

- Fine, I'm coming over there.

No, no, you're not.

- Yes I am.

Please, just meet me at the bridge.

- Okay.

You know the park?

- Yes I know which park.

I love you.

Shit.

I brought you something.

- How's you get back here?

- You're special.

- No I'm not, come on Pocket,

I've got to get changed.

Okay Pocket, get out.

- You dance for me.

- Ray!

Ray!

What are you do--

No, no!

Nothing's going down here.

Why don't you toast us a couple marshmallows?

- Come on, enough is enough, I'm getting cold.

Hey, what about me?

I'm coming in.

My legs are getting.

I'm sittin' in this nice, warm, police car.

Shit, got a little one, hey!

- Help me.

I need backup, I need it now.

All right I'm on my way, hold on.

Hold your fire!

Cover the victim, now!

- Coulda nailed the sleeze.

- I know, I know.

Hey look come on, there's nothing you could have done.

You were drenched in gas and if you

would have pulled that trigger,

boom you would have been just like her.

I panicked, I didn't think.

- Yeah, I remember, a few years ago,

I was working a barbershop.

You know, running numbers.

Every morning, you know, I'd wait for the drop.

Finally when it went down,

I mean I lept to my feet, I had my gun drawn

and I fainted.

I forgot he was shaving me.

I slashed my own throat.

One look at all that blood, I collapsed.

Woke up in the hospital,

turns out the guy I was arresting saved my life.

Thanks Heineman.

Whoa.

- Hey, what about my coat?

- Send it to the cleaners.

I'll pay.

- Ray.

I'm quitting.

Just for a little while, I've got some family problems.

But I'll be back, I promise.

- Roxanne I've got nobody to sub for you.

I'd get down on my knees, except I'd never get up again.

- Sorry.

- If you don't go on,

you can kiss last week's check goodbye.

("The Edge Of Love" by Gail Lennon

* Eye to eye with no reply

* You've torn our love apart

* So spare me your lies, don't waste my time *

* I'm taking back my heart

* 'Cause I gave you one more chance *

* One too many times

Look who changed her prescription.

* On the edge of love

* It's a long way down

* Nothing cuts as deeply as the edge of love *

* The chill you leave inside of me *

* It turns my heart to stone

* The lesson that I learned from you *

* I'm better off alone

* We said our last goodbyes one too many times *

* On the edge of love

* It's a long way down

- That's my dress.

- That was your dress.

Dry cleaned by tomorrow.

- Zeena, you go on next.

- I don't have anything to wear.

- Perfect.

D, you know what this means?

- French tickler.

- I don't know but can I sit on it?

- Last night one of our dancers forgot to take off her top.

- They weren't clapping or nothing,

I did a flip, no hands and they didn't even notice.

I'm not gonna take my top off unless they deserve it.

- They paid their admission, they're buying drinks,

which takes care of your salary.

Now I want you to go out there

and give 'em what they came here for.

- Fuck that Ray.

Why don't you just hire

a bunch of 18 year old junkies to go bottomless

and wiggle their tonsils in the customer's faces.

- The only junkie I know is sitting right in front of me.

- Oh, I'm hurt Ray.

- Well?

- I'll do my job.

- Thank you.

Where's Angel?

- I don't know.

- Great, a stripper.

How are they gonna keep this quiet?

Mmm,

okay, 15.

Bye.

Morning.

- Very Malibu, Heineman.

Having fun yet?

Where did you get this thing?

- Somebody picked it up on a drug bust.

Just temporary, the motor pool is trying to find a top.

- The B-team come up with anything?

- They dropped in on the other strippers,

found them uniformly uncooperative.

I just don't understand why civilians get so upset

when you wake 'em up at four in the morning

as ask 'em if they killed somebody.

I mean it just doesn't make any sense, you know?

- I want it.

- Well, two-home assigns Court.

- I was the first detective on the scene.

- There's ways.

- How ominous.

What do I have to do?

- Take off your clothes.

- Oh God.

- What, you get a job at the club,

you talk to the girls and check the place out.

Hey, forget it, right?

Forget it.

- Dammit.

- Just kidding around, hey no problem,

just fooling around, okay?

Are you out of your mind?

- I figured you needed a little Zen training

after that gasoline episode.

- Thanks.

- Don't give in to that asshole!

- Not a chance.

- Are you listening?

You're not fighting a weapon, you're fighting a person.

This way you're in control of the situation

and the situation doesn't control you.

Take it, forte.

Your eyes gave you away.

It's the eyes not the knife that tells the intention.

- What are my eyes saying now?

Isn't there some sort of departmental regulation

about this out the door?

About what?

- Flashing my tits.

Mind your own business.

- So homicide, talked to a few guys,

completely up to you.

They got this amateur contest tonight.

The winner usually gets hired.

- You're the one.

Hello, Kenny.

- What?

- Last year I received this chain letter

asking me to share love with 20 other people

by sending them xerox copies of this message.

At the bottom it warned me that if I didn't do that,

a curse would destroy the lives of my future children.

And now I know who sent it.

- Pardon me if I'm interrupting what I'm sure

is very important deductive brainstorming session,

but I have been granted the privilege

of bringing you your messages.

Here's an interesting one, motorpool can't find top,

you're stuck with car.

- Whoa.

- They anticipated, just such, a reaction.

Can you believe this?

- You know you're sure going to an awful lot

of trouble to see me topless.

We should have had an affair when we had the chance.

- You don't date single guys.

- Ouch.

- Who's Sunny?

- Oh, just some mindless physical and attraction.

- Dating already?

- That's right.

- Good.

Good, that's good for you.

How's old Nina doing?

- Well, I don't know, we don't talk.

Her lawyer writes me.

So, what do you think, huh?

- What if I don't win?

- You have nothing to worry about.

Don't get nervous, I've done this before.

My sister owns a whorehouse.

No, I will not tell you where.

You might end up in Vice.

Close.

- Jeez.

Wait'll you see these threads.

Size six, right?

- My sister said always beware the ones

that go for the feet.

- On stage.

Off stage.

What do you think?

- You're gonna look great.

- Don't worry, this is gonna work.

Some of the guys don't mind spending the night off

to come down to the strip club to see ya.

- What guys?

- Look, they use applause memes, see,

so a few ringers in there is gonna make all the difference.

Guys are volunteering all over the place.

- You mean half the force is gonna see me naked?

I'd like to welcome any of you newcomers

to the Rock Bottom Amateur Night,

where women from all walks of life compete

on our really big stage for cash prizes.

Wow!

That's gonna be tough to beat.

Pay very close attention to our sixth

and final contestant on this our Rock Bottom Amateur Night.

* Baby you've been good to me

* But do I sense a change of heart *

* All the things you used to do to me *

* I hear

The Rock Bottom is on the avant garde of burlesque.

You've heard of minimalist art, minimalist music,

this is minimalist dancing.

* All over town

* Don't say I never told you so *

* When you got no place to go

* And you can run through the night *

* Hide in the shadows

* Run through the night

* Without a friend

* Run through the night

* Is it a lonely run

* From yourself

* All those cruel, cold wasted nights *

* Staring at the telephone

* Never making any plans

* Just to hunger in the dark alone *

* You call me strong

* You call me wise

* But now you never call at all *

* Don't say I never told you so *

* When you got no place to go

* And you can run through the night *

* Hide in the shadows

* Run through the night

* Without a friend

* Run through the night

* Is it a lonely run

* From yourself

- Hey, wanna keep that hand, huh?

Do ya?

Then sit down.

* Baby you've been good to me

* But you're not gonna break my heart *

* I don't think it's gonna bother me *

* To watch you come apart

* You can run through the night *

* Hide in the shadows

* Run through the night

* Without a friend

* Run through the night

- Well, chivalry is not dead.

Thank you, everybody.

Wow, this is great.

Wait, number six, stay right there, honey.

Let's bring the rest of the ladies out on stage.

Okay, let's hear it for number one.

Okay, number two.

There you go, cutie.

Number three, boy it's getting tight here.

Now, number four.

There you go.

Okay, number five.

Now, number six.

, tell me we have a winner.

Our Fantasy Queen of the night is Sunny!

- Sunny!

- And now, Cinnamon is going to present

our Fantasy Queen with First Prize!

That's right, three $100 bills!

Where else can a girl earn $300 for a night's work?

Don't answer that.

- How do you like those cops?

Good morning, miss, your friend is dead.

The 20 sluts did it.

Friend of ours was killed last night.

What's your act?

- My timing was great.

I never knew anyone who died before.

- Everyone I know dies on me.

Stick around, you'll probably get the job.

The Rock Bottom now presents

our professional entertainment,

Cinnamon.

* Tall, dark and handsome with a big, winning smile *

* Knowed me the damn downtown

* 'Cause if you got no cash

* You ain't nothing but trash

* Money make the world go 'round *

* Can't pay the rent without those Presidents *

* Hamilton, Jackson, and Grant

* But if you make the grade

* The clouds all go away

* And the day gets sunny

* Money makes the world go 'round *

* Talk about love or talk about trust *

* You can talk

* And you won't get laid

* If she don't get paid

* Money make the world go 'round *

Now get over here and give me one, baby.

* Come over here one second darlin' *

What's this?

- We better check our liability insurance on that one.

What a trooper.

Let's give her a big hand!

And a walker.

- Doesn't feel like Angel's gone.

I know in my head but it just isn't real.

- Do they know who did it?

- I'm gonna go to church

and say some prayers for her tomorrow.

- There's a pretty one down on Waymer.

- Hey, what's the difference between a girl and sushi?

Rice, get it?

- What are you doing here girl?

- No where else to go.

- Hi, my name's Sunny.

The big winner.

- I'm sorry.

- Life is shit and then you die.

You might even have to try men.

- Cinnamon took some sensitivity training

and never quite recovered.

- Ray that's--

- I don't wanna hear about it.

I thought you needed some time off.

- I have to work.

- It's an off night, you know, Ray?

Angel's fuckin' dead.

- Baby, I'm gonna have to let you go.

I can't do it anymore.

I warned you about the pills.

You didn't fall off the stage again?

- It's just a sprain.

Be fine tomorrow.

- No, you won't.

Now, look, I don't wanna see you for a long time.

- I can get clean.

I got the number--

- No!

- Goddamn you, Ray.

- Taxi!

- We got a threesome going, wanna come?

- Yeah, we'll split the profits.

- Sluts!

- Rice, I get it.

- Last night before Angel was killed,

Pocket was back here.

He did something to her.

She wouldn't talk about it, but she was afraid.

- Come on, he's been here longer than I have.

Who's pocket?

- He's just some weirdo that jacks off

through a hole in his pocket.

No big deal.

He doesn't get it on the floor or anything.

- Well, thanks for letting me use the dressing room,

and I'm sorry about your friend.

- Sunny, you on drugs?

- No.

Well, sometimes a little grass.

- You reliable?

- Very.

- You gonna screw me?

- For the job?

- I'm not talking about that.

I'm talking about you screwing me over

if I should hire you.

- I don't screw people around.

- You are the worst dancer I ever saw in my life.

You're hired.

- What do you pay?

A most evocative performer comes to us

from Paris, France, Mademoiselle Fanny.

("A Night Like Any Other Night" by Darryl Phinnessee

and Anita Sherman)

* Hey boy

* Be right in, right in through the window *

* I gotta gal you just gotta know *

* Come on in now, you won't be alone *

* For $10, you feel right at home *

* It's a night like any other night *

* So be prepared to pay

* It's a night like any other night *

* So be prepared to stay

* Check it out, boy, get away from the door *

* I'll show you things you never seen before *

* I'm gonna dance myself all over this place *

* And I'll wipe that grin right off of your face *

* It's a job like any other job *

* So be prepared to pay

* It's a job like any other job *

* So be prepared to stay

* You take a seat she goes right by your side *

* Yes, she'll be with you all through the night *

* B-b-b-but wait, tell me what you like *

* Write it down

- Did you get a locker?

- Yeah.

Is it safe to keep my stuff in it?

- Yeah, only a few of the girls steal things.

That's my move, the bitch.

Who is that?

- Fuzzy rugfucker.

What?

- Fanny, the fuzzy rugfucker.

That's what it's called.

She was pregnant once.

She was dancing on stage, I said, "Girl, you look fat."

She said, "I'm not fat, I'm pregnant."

What happened?

- She gave it up, she didn't wanna kill anybody.

One day, she's gonna find her.

- Who's that?

The guy with the headphones on.

That's the guy I was telling you about,

Mr. Pocket.

* It's a job like any other job *

* So be prepared to pay

* It's a night like any other night *

* So be prepared to stay

- Got the job.

Local pervert, keep an eye on him.

- Sunny?

- Hmm.

Who's winning?

Hello?

Ooh, oh, I am so so--

Does it bother you when I touch you?

I was joking.

Sit down.

So,

what about the dead girl?

And here I am taking her place.

What do you think about that?

Sad, I mean.

- Who died?

- Angel.

- Beautiful.

("A Night Like Any Other Night" by Daryl Phinnessee

and Anita Sherman)

It's paper.

- Nothing real's worth shit.

* Well get right in, right in to her window *

- Yo, partner, stereo speakers, Rolex watches, VCRs.

How you doin' bud, hey.

Come on back to my store.

There, this nice?

Watch this.

Don't get scared, all right?

Shit.

Ow!

Shit.

All right, you're better than me.

Can I have it back now?

Oh hey, man, tell me--

Come on man,

Ow, shit.

Hey I deliver.

Son of a bitch.

* It's a night like any other night *

* So be prepared to pay

* It's a night like any other night *

* So be prepared to stay

* It's a job like any other job *

* So be prepared to pay

* It's a job like any other job *

* So be prepared to stay

* It's a life like any other life *

* So be prepared

* Oh, oh, yeah

* To stay

- Oh, god, Fanny.

I haven't worn shoes with heels this high in years.

- Well, you looked awesome.

- Thanks.

- Just stay off the pole, okay?

Hey Cinnamon!

- You know, you are really amazing up there.

- Really, thanks.

- Just incredible.

- That's really nice coming from a woman.

Usually just the guys say that.

- Goodnight.

- God bless.

- Jesus, partner!

Get out of here!

- Well, now we're even.

You know what I look like, and I know what you look like.

- Hey, don't you have any sense of propriety?

- What are you doing in my house?

- I was worried about you, Sunny.

Bet you think it's really hilarious

that you used her name, huh?

- I needed one that implied slut.

- I'm mad, all right, I'm mad.

I came back here 'cause I care about you.

You know, and to give you a warning, too.

Take it easy.

- You broke into my house to tell me

not to enjoy my work?

- Yeah, and to use the facilities.

Maybe this whole gig's a bad idea, you know?

- How's Mr. Pocket?

- Who?

- The pervert.

- Oh, lost him.

Well, what did you get?

- Makes paper flowers and gives them to the girls.

I don't know, something's wrong.

He has this thing about being touched.

I don't think he did it.

- He likes knives.

Saw him shop from one of our local mobile entrepreneurs.

- Did he buy one?

- He was just playin' with it, very well.

He took something.

- What?

- I don't know, I couldn't see.

I must have been breast blind.

Think if I would have seen one more tit

I would have thrown up.

- I thought men liked watching tits flop around.

- I don't like to see yours flopping around.

- They don't flop.

Yeah, I noticed that.

See you tomorrow.

Hey, don't bother locking your deadbolt.

This place is a piece of cake.

- Goodnight, Heineman.

Visualize yourself aiming at the target.

You are calm and relaxed.

What took you?

- Had to go shopping.

You have any idea how much a pair of fishnet stockings cost?

- 14 bucks.

What are you doing?

- It's self-hypnosis.

- How long have you been doing that?

- A while.

It help much?

- I don't know, I never get to shoot anymore.

Do you wanna know about the girls?

- Yeah.

- Got a runaway who is now legal, and we got an assault.

- An assault?

- A Charlotte Atula, AKA Dazzle, accused

of beatin' the daylights out of some girl in a bar,

and I quote, no way, I just held her fanny and I, wait.

And I quote, no way.

I just held her.

Fanny hit her, AKA Katherine Berry.

Charges were dropped.

- Who's the runaway?

- Roxanne Behr.

Seems her dad is your typical hardworking wife-beater,

got a little carried away one day, he killed mom.

Now she and her brother, Eric, witnessed it,

and they just split.

They're two ex street hustlers.

- What about the Captain and Gilligan?

- Well, you can take your pick of a half a dozen

witnesses who can place Ray and Derek

in the club at the time of the murder.

- What'd you find on Pocket?

- Diddly squat.

I mean, believe it or not, there's no Mr. Pocket

in the phone book.

- Oh, I'll call ya when he comes to the club.

You know, it could one of the girls.

I don't know, jealousy, maybe.

- I gotta bribe the coroner.

Hey, think fast.

That's for stress.

* He couldn't believe his eyes

* When she rattled into town

* Crawling by the legs and her hair hanging down *

* He wasn't thinking that ended the best way *

* So he copied down the number on a California plate *

I'd like to get tangled in her web.

Let's hear it for Brandy.

- Who put their stogie out in my cup?

- Oops.

You twat.

- Why won't you just gimme a break?

Just go out with me just once.

- I'm not going out with you.

I'm hassled enough out there.

I don't need to be hassled in here.

- Very sensitive, Brandy.

- I've never seen anybody jack off a snake before.

- She's stressed.

I'm giving her a massage.

- Come on, Cinnamon, answer.

- You killed her, you bastard!

You did it.

You sick son of a bitch.

What'd you do to Angel?

- I got her...

flowers.

- Don't touch her.

Where's Cinnamon?

She's not here.

- Where is she?

Come on, you like to watch?

Take a good look.

- He likes heels.

- What the hell are you doing?

What are you doing?

Hey, hey wait a minute.

- He killed Angel!

- He confessed?

- Close enough.

- Oh great.

Just great, why didn't you call the cops?

- They don't care about us.

- We did it for Roxanne.

- Why?

- Figure it out.

- They were lovers?

- It's not like you think.

They really had something.

How 'bout a flower?

- Oh, thank you.

It's pretty good, isn't it?

- I found out that Roxanne and Angel

were having a relationship.

With Cinnamon missing, who knows?

Maybe, maybe she and Angel were fooling around,

Roxanne found out about it and killed them both.

- Yeah.

- Well, it has a ring to it.

- Last bite?

- Cinnamon bothers me.

- Try lemon.

You've got no sense of humor.

Nobody's reported her missing.

Why don't we concentrate on what we've got,

you know, instead of trying to see murder

every time somebody's late to work?

- I'll try and control myself.

Where's the autopsy report?

- Ah, he's all backed up.

- What happened to your bribe?

- He already had that issue.

- How 'bout putting a tail on Roxanne?

- You know, we gotta have something a little more

substantial than it has a ring to it.

- Now that has a ring to it.

Look, Heineman, 90% of the time, it's the lover.

I think we should check out the brother, too.

Maybe he's the jealous type.

- It's on my list.

Come on, last bite, that's it.

- I'll pass.

- Suit yourself.

Hey, ooh, ah!

Ooh, oh!

- Dammit!

When are you gonna stop sublimating with that thing?

- Hey, that's a big word you're using on me.

- Do you know what it means?

- Hey, you know, you're getting better.

Your reflexes are there, but your mind's

still gettin' in the way.

Remember, it's in the eyes, not the hand.

Trust yourself.

- I trust myself just fine.

It's you I'm worried about.

Gimme that thing.

- Come and get it.

Hand it over.

- Take it.

Come on, take it, take it.

- Give it to me!

- All right, all right.

- It's in the eyes.

* Once you've tried it

* You'll never forget my love

* Once you've tried it

* You'll never forget my love

* I think you'll go to bed at night *

* And when you shut your eyes

* I know who you're dreaming of *

* You're gonna miss my love

Get back there!

- I'm sorry, I forgot.

- You coulda had me busted.

No topless within five feet of the audience.

- I know.

I just got so carried away with my act.

- You do a very creative act.

Some of 'em'll get it.

Most of 'em'll think that you're trash.

You gotta protect yourself.

Use them.

Don't let them use you.

You come back late one more time from your break,

I'm docking you a full hour.

- Just try it.

- What do you want?

- Talk.

- 'Bout what?

- Roxanne.

Look, I'm sorry about what happened.

Do you think Roxanne's gonna be all right?

- Why do you care?

Because I'd like to be her friend.

- Listen, people say they're friends after 15 minutes.

Takes years.

- Fresh from a tour of the Philippines and Guam, Fanny.

Whoa, what a talent.

What a body.

Hey, Sunny here was just asking me all about you.

Now you're here, maybe she can ask you herself.

- I was just wondering how you're feeling.

- Okay.

Look, I forgot my music at home

and I've got to run home and get it.

Could you cover for me?

- Sure.

- Listen, maybe we can have a bite before work tomorrow.

- I've got some things to do.

- How 'bout the next night?

- I don't have to be in 'til around 10.

- Great, neither do I.

I can catch a ride with you.

- She's probably after your bod.

- Well, in that case...

* You are my dream come true.

- I'm a police officer.

- That makes two of us.

Well retired, anyway.

Street cop for 15 years.

You know, sometimes I still miss the bullshit.

Pretty nice, huh?

- Yeah.

- Yeah.

It's an original 1897.

Look at that stock.

That's heat treated to get that on there.

Let me take a look at that.

- Ain't no fine blue like that on the modern guns.

'Beaut, huh?

Yeah.

- Oh, I'm sorry.

Paul Margolin.

How you doin'?

- So, what do you want with Roxy?

Poor kid's probably still locked in my bathroom.

Yeah, I wanna know where her brother,

Eric, was night before last, between 1900 and one.

- He was with me.

We got stuck with a couple of Bruce Lee flicks.

I got a TV.

Pretty popular with the kids.

- Feel like an idiot.

- So you screwed up, big deal.

Kid's probably too naive to know he can sue your ass.

Anyway, that still leaves Roxanne unaccounted for

for several hours.

Boy, am I tired.

- Well, you should be with all that dancin'

around naked you been doin'.

- I do not dance naked.

- Hello?

No, she stepped out for a minute.

Can I take a message?

This is her partner, Sergeant Heineman.

Yes, sir.

No.

Well actually...

No, I did say that it was a homicide.

I did say it was a strip club.

No, I didn't realize that the regulation was that specific.

If there was any kind of miscommunication,

I'm sorry, sir.

No, it's understood.

She's outta there.

Thank you, sir.

Goodbye.

Well, you can hang up your G-string.

Rumor got to the brass that you've been dancing topless.

- What do you mean, rumor?

They gave me that assignment.

- Well actually, you were assigned to

go under cover at the Rock Bottom

not uncovered.

Just relax, okay, relax.

You're not in trouble.

The big guys think they're in trouble.

They just want this whole damn thing over with.

- You got me to dance naked.

- You don't dance naked.

- You bastard.

- You're really gonna hate me now.

- What?

- Well, you can forget about Roxanne

'cause I was just informed that Angel McKinney was raped.

There's an APB out on Pocket.

- I'll get dressed.

- No, wait a minute, wait, wait, wait.

Why don't you just relax, okay?

Why don't you get some sleep?

You've been up 'til three in the morning.

Anything interesting happens, I'll give you a call.

- I'll call you.

- Ray, I gotta leave a few hours early.

I've got a gynecologist appointment.

It's the only time he could fit me in.

- No way.

- But Ray, I got this, kind of, yeasty thing.

They think it might be contagious--

- Hold it, hold it, I don't wanna hear it.

Just go, go.

- Hey, Sunny.

- Hey.

- What now?

- I'm resigning.

- But I was just getting used to you.

- Is this your two-week notice?

- It's more like my two-minute notice.

- Brandy was just leaving.

Okay.

- I was depending on you.

- Look, Ray--

- You know, when I hired you, I took a chance.

You said that you were reliable.

You said you wouldn't screw me over, you remember?

- But this is a little bit more complicated

than I think you understand.

- Did you lie to me?

If you walk out now, you lied to me.

I trusted you.

- Tonight, but that's it.

Why did you get into this business?

- Money,

I have trouble waking up in the morning,

and I can't type.

- What about the power?

- Don't get me started on my aging stripper stories.

You're not getting hooked, are you?

- No, but it is interesting.

And it's more than just going out there and turning them on.

It's like something's cutting loose.

* Well you filled me with desire *

* When we first met

* You said one night stands were easy to forget *

* When you kissed me for the first time *

* You swore that it would be the last *

* You were thinking you could run from love *

* But you can't run that fast

* Once you've tried it

* You'll never forget my love

* Once you've tried it

* You'll never forget my love

* Well you said it burned like magic *

* When we touched

* Put a spell on you 'cause I love you so much *

* Got some good news and some bad news *

* 'Bout the power that'll keep you near *

* You can leave me any time you want *

* But your heart is staying here *

* Once you've tried it

* You'll never forget my love

* Once you've tried it

* You'll never forget my love

* I think you go to bed at night *

* And when you shut your eyes

* I know who you're dreaming of *

* You're gonna miss my love

- What the hell are you doing here, Cody?

- Keep it down.

- Fuck them.

You were ordered not to come back here,

and you are a cop.

Don't flake out on me.

I'm her husband.

- Sunny?

- It's okay.

They were counting on me.

- That is really stupid.

- I know.

- Yeah.

Well, they found Cinnamon.

Dragged about 100 miles underneath a semi.

Hey, it's over, Cody.

Just let go of it, huh?

Hey, we pulled in Margolin.

Eric's alibi holds up.

- What about Roxanne?

- Oh, fuck Roxanne!

Dammit, Cody.

The night you got the job, Cinnamon fell off the stage.

She gave Pocket a big wet one right on the kisser

and the guy practically freaked.

He can't stand being touched by live girls.

He hates it.

Now, the key is live.

Get it?

Paper flowers, dead ladies.

I mean, you see where I'm going with this?

Come on, our killer is a horny male and very sick.

Now, you're wrong, okay?

Now, just forget it, drop it.

- I can't.

- You're not interested in solving this case.

You wanna take your clothes off

in front of a million people.

It's kinda like you datin' married men, isn't it?

Doesn't have to be real.

- You're wrong.

I want that son of a bitch.

- Come on, I can't deal with this emotional stuff.

- Then make me stop.

- How?

- You're a cop.

Figure it out.

I thought you didn't want to see me naked.

- Hello?

It's Heineman.

Hey, how many guys does it take to catch

one degenerate, huh?

Naw, I'm fine, man, just tired.

Yeah, we worked all night.

Yeah, I'm coming in, right.

- Well?

- Coming?

Sorry.

- No problem.

- It wasn't what you expected.

- Forget it.

I don't know what's wrong with me.

You interested?

Maybe later.

- Afraid of being a woman.

All those girls are.

Why they dance up there in front of 100 men

'cause they're afraid to be in bed with one.

When it gets real, you can't handle it.

- Well, just when did you get so interested?

How many men had to be watching before

you decided you cared so deeply?

- Hey, that's great, Sunny.

Just bring me to my knees.

Isn't that the point of being a stripper?

- Bring you to your knees?

Oh, you mean like, what cops do?

Having people shit in their pants

every time you ask 'em a few questions.

- Yeah, right.

Like what cops do.

- Jesus, Heineman.

You always like this first thing in the morning?

- When a stripper makes a mistake,

she just twists her ankle.

Cops get killed.

- What?

You want a cup of coffee or something?

Oh, God.

I keep hearing this little voice that whispers

Pocket is innocent.

I gotta go back there.

- Pardon me, but you're ordered not to.

- Well, I'm just gonna have to deal with that.

Look, Heineman.

Heineman!

I just don't buy it that a guy that's been hanging around

there for years suddenly decides to start killing girls.

- Hey, gotta start sometime.

- Go ahead and lock him up, Heineman.

Those girls are not gonna be any safer.

- Yeah, I'm gonna prove to you that

that son of a bitch is guilty

and that you're nuts.

- Heineman.

And I can't believe that I'm standing here

listening to a cop tell me with a straight face

that she's gonna quit the police force

and become a stripper.

That is not what I said.

Yeah, you go back to that club.

That's what you said.

- Goodnight!

It's morning!

Is this real, man?

This is real, man.

How much does it go for?

- What do you got?

All right, all right.

Ow, ow, shit!

Look, all right, look man, look,

I know this ain't my territory.

These guys just flagged me down, I sw--

Shut up, shut up!

- Ow, shit, Jesus Christ.

- I'm a cop.

- Oh, shit.

Look, this is not my car and this is not my stuff.

I'm just making a delivery, I swear, ow.

Ow!

- Where's Pocket?

- Who?

- Pocket.

Guy with the sweat shirt, you know, the earphones.

Huh, knife tricks?

- Yeah, all right, I know him.

Yeah, he buys stuff from me.

I got my clientele.

Look man, you know some of these people,

they'd have nothing without me, you know?

They'd have none of the luxuries.

But I don't know where he is, I swear it.

- Look, why don't we go down the station

and we'll run your luxuries through our computer?

- Look, I still wouldn't know where Pocket is.

I promise, I swear it.

- What does he buy from you?

- Cassettes.

Just cassettes.

Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!

- Of what?

- Classical music.

It's weird, huh?

You know what he give me for 'em?

Huh?

- Paper flowers.

We're closed.

Use your computer terminal.

- I forgot my access card.

- Bull, you just couldn't go 24 hours

without diggin' my vibes.

- I wanna look at the records on the Bayer kids.

They were runaways.

- Don't suppose you have a year, case number,

officers name, didn't think so.

That's B-A-Y-E-R.

Which reminds me, I have a splitting headache.

- Thanks, Shirl.

With Margolin vouching for 'em,

I feel a little silly even asking.

- Margolin?

- Yeah, the ex-cop who alibied them.

- If that's who I think it is, he's a story and a half.

- What do you mean?

Shirl, what about Margolis?

- I can't get dip on this screen.

Is the girl pretty?

Who?

- Roxanne headache.

- Very.

- 17 years ago Margolin was retired

for blackmailing juvenile prostitutes

into having sex with him to avoid arrest.

Had a real problem with little girls.

- Would he lie for sex?

That's what I said.

- Why doesn't this show up in his records?

- It was the same time half the officers

in Hollywood were being rousted on a stolen property setup.

Downtown figured they had enough bad press,

so, they just quietly...

- If Heineman shows up, tell him I'm on my way to Roxanne.

- We'll take a little walk, come on.

Good boy.

Good, spread 'em.

Okay, son of a bitch.

Go ahead, you resist.

Continue this in a nice, warm hospital, that's fine with me.

All right, put it back.

Turn around.

I said turn around.

Dr. Neville?

Yeah, I've got one of your boys here.

Well, he's got no hand.

Grayish hair, he's got a Walkman,

brown eyes.

Murder and rape.

Uh huh.

Well, that's all I need to know.

You're free to go.

Wipe your mouth.

Hey look, can I give you a ride or something, huh?

Looks like it might rain again.

- Just like to watch the beauty in the dream.

See, I took one in the hand.

Had one...

Ain't no touching left, just the watching.

- Hi.

I'm Sunny, a friend of your sister's.

We're supposed to have a late dinner tonight.

- She didn't expect you to show.

She said you quit.

- Well, I'm here.

Margolin?

- He wanted more,

or less than I could actually give him.

Ah!

- Freeze!

Oh my.

- Where have you been?

- Let's see, at a concert.

Damn.

He show you his shotgun?

- Say it.

Well, say it.

- You were right.

- I was right and you were wr...

- Don't push it Cody, huh?

- Wonder what made her do it.

- Me!

Get back!

- Let me go to him.

- Shut up.

When my father killed Mom, Roxanne promised

not one person, no one can separate us.

She was leaving, I had to stop her.

- How many people do you have to kill

to believe that bullshit?

- All of you.

Ah!

Run!

- Hey lady.

Wanna buy this?

What's the problem?

- Me.

- Shit.

Well, you got me here.

Hey, where's our paychecks?

- It's two a.m.

Where you gonna cash it?

Get down!

Stay down.

- Hi girls.

What the--

Hey, what's going on?

- I could have been her

forever.

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

- Honey, get outta here!

- Turn around slut, shoot me!

Or I'll cut your fuckin' balls off!

- Okay, it's okay.

Hey, hey, hey.

It's me, hey, it's me.

Hey, hey.

Kevlar.

Wanna dance?

Hey, you owe me a new coat.

- I can't feel my foot.

- You're lucky.

You got shot through the fatty part of your thigh.

- My thigh is not fat.