Anna Nicole Page #2
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- 2013
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Girl, I'm so sick of these cheap men.
My God.
I gots to get paid.
Got to get that money.
Oh, you know, rumor has it,
Playboy's scouring for local talent.
Uh-uh.
Mm-hm.
You know how much you make
in a centerfold?
Hell, who cares about the money?
I'd do it for the exposure.
My customers were happy,
club owner was slap happy.
Only being who wasn't tickled pink
was Anna Nicole
who had bigger plans.
Vicky Lynn.
Oh. Oh, that's something.
Give me something. Get down there.
I just got static cling. Mm-hm.
We're gonna impress
the heck out of Playboy.
All right. Oh, I like that.
You know, my time's free,
but, you know,
there's the cost of film stock,
development, printing. It ain't cheap.
How are you gonna pay for this?
Hey.
Come on.
I wanted to go
to the country club.
I got you.
Can't spring wood anymore.
What do I need to go
to a strip club for?
The ambience.
Come on. You'll love it.
It'll be like old times.
I found my angel
I found my angel
I found my angel
I found my angel
Can we go now, Ben? Let's go.
Where you think you're going,
handsome?
And now Miss Lady-Love, Vicky Lynn,
looking, oh, so very good in red.
Oh, there you go
Walking through that door
And you act like
You've done nothing wrong
Say you care for nothing but me
Burn a hole in my hand
You want to take the roof
From my head
Want to take my heart and soul
But I owe you nothing
So this is really all yours?
Yep.
And a house in Houston,
a couple of others here and there.
Yeah.
You like this stallion?
Oh, he's beautiful.
Yeah, well, that's good,
because he's yours.
He is?
Provided you fulfill the obligations
of the Anglo-Saxon bequeathment
ceremony, he is.
The what?
Bequeathment.
It's pretty intricate, actually.
You have to, uh...
You have to say "thank you."
That's it?
That's the whole ceremony?
Yeah.
All right, I guess.
Thank you, Paw Paw. Ha-ha.
Ha-ha.
Look what you've done.
You've not only fulfilled the obligations.
You have excelled at them so much,
I'm beholden
to bequeath upon you
my entire ranch.
The whole ranch?
Not a question of whether I want to or not.
By virtue of your thank-you,
I'm required to.
Well, sounds like you're gonna be
expecting a lot in return.
I expect you to come here often enough
so that the horses know you.
And I expect you
to wake up early enough
to watch the sun come up
over those hills.
And if you want to do more than that,
just be intimate.
And that's the whole trifecta.
I mean, let me tell you something.
Just being around you is good enough.
You make me feel like I'm 75 again.
You wanna ride that stallion?
Well, yeah.
Well, good.
Bill, saddle up Big Boy.
Lady Love here
might take him for a spin.
Okay.
There's another man in my life.
Nobody said anything about monogamy.
That wasn't what I meant.
My son.
Well, that's fine.
I like Danny.
And if you and I ever find our way
to an altar,
I'll take care of him too.
Well, I don't wanna be taken care of.
to know who I am.
when I walk in that, "That's her."
I wanna grace the pages of magazines,
printed in 60 different languages.
Star in my own TV show.
Stand 50 feet tall
on that silver screen.
I got big dreams, J. Howard Marshall.
Well, I don't think
with lots of money
who's fine with all your big dreams
is gonna hurt your chances one bit.
Ha-ha-ha. They were so close.
Did you see that?
Yeah.
Oh. Come on.
Goes back to pass. He brought...
Again at the seven.
And, again, in for a touchdown.
Whoo!
Touchdown! Yeah!
Yes, finally! Yes!
Did you see that?
I love you.
I love you too, Paw Paw.
Finally.
Let me put it on this finger.
No, Paw Paw. On this one.
J. Howard may not have looked it,
but he was an honest-to-goodness
Prince Charming.
Yes. I like them.
We'll take these.
And Paw Paw and me,
we were good for each other.
Let's put that on, please.
Look at that.
Makes you shine even more.
I like it. We'll take it.
Hello?
This is E. Pierce.
I think we have a problem
with your father.
Partially of my own making.
A female problem?
Very big female problem.
that he's in love.
Okay. Thank you, Ben.
I'll handle it from here.
Ooh. Heh.
Mom, what's he doing here?
Shut up and smile.
Well, look at you.
You look like a movie star
in that suit, Daniel.
I hate suits.
Well, how do you like motor scooters?
They're pretty cool.
Get out of that suit.
Check what's in the garage.
Sweet!
Hey, say "thank you."
Thanks, Paw Paw.
Why do I feel like I'm looking at jackals
ready to tear me a new one?
Because you are.
Relax, Lady Love.
You're a lioness.
Yeah.
Everett.
Excuse me.
- Hey, Dad.
- Vicky Lynn,
E. Pierce.
Fine son, but prone to making it harder
than hell on every woman
I've ever courted after his mother.
E. Pierce, meet Vicky Lynn,
the woman who's given me reason
to keep breathing.
Charmed, Miss Vicky.
Likewise, E. Pierce.
Well, it's been a long day,
and I'm feeling a little tired.
So, if you don't mind, I'll excuse myself.
Not at all, Dad.
- Ben.
- Yes, sir.
See you around.
All right.
- Good night, Dad.
- Good night.
So, uh, J. Howard,
E. Pierce.
You Marshalls are big on initials, huh?
Ha-ha-ha.
I guess.
Call me V. Lynn,
if it makes you feel
more comfortable.
Well, Dad didn't tell me what it is exactly
that you do.
I'm a model.
Oh.
And an actress.
Ah.
A model-actress.
Oh. How exciting.
So can I get you a drink?
No, no, no.
I don't drink, and I won't be staying.
Model-actress, huh?
Yeah.
That's funny. I heard you were nothing
but a pole dancer from Harris County.
And just an FYI, V. Lynn,
it isn't your liquor,
and this ranch is not your ranch.
My dad's money is not your money,
I know you got him by the balls
but you can save
a whole lot of time twirling
those phony b*obs in his face
and get your ass out of his life
forever.
That had a nice rhythm to it.
Sounds like you've been practicing.
Here's an FYI right back at you,
E. Prick.
to marry him.
Is that so?
More than once too.
But I told him no.
And as far as phony goes,
these may be build-ons
but my feelings for your father
are as real as rain.
Dick wad.
How's your big coming-out going?
I feel like poop.
Hey, hey, hey. I got something
that'll brighten up your night.
I got some Xani, a-many.
I got some of that white stuff too.
Blow this off.
Let's go see Howard's fancy
marble bathroom, I'll set you up.
And then I'll tell you why I'm holding.
Wanna know why I'm holding?
Because you're a stoner?
No, Miss Smarty-Pants.
Because I just got a call from Playboy.
That's right.
Are you serious?
Let's go party.
Yeah.
She's the kind of lady
The way I see it.
God kind of played a dirty trick
on people.
When they're doing things
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