Burlesque Page #5

The age I adore, the day oh no more

Breakfast Polo Launch and pools

at the shore

The Chateau for cocktails

The Courtyard at night

Downtown is for dinner

The hell is divine

You know I have found the

words goin' round

They all say my feet never do

touch the ground

"What?!" I am a good girl

I am a good girl

Ooh...ah, yeah

Hey there, big boy.

So, what do you think?

I think you look...

I mean, it looks...

Jack, we're friends, for chrissake.

It's not like we're brother

and sister.

No, we certainly are not.

I don't get why everyone's

having a conniption over her.

She's just a tacky farm girl

from Iowa.

And we know a cow when we see one.

Don't underestimate us farm girls.

Vince.

This round's on me.

I don't normally do this...

...but, Vince, I'm doubling my offer.

It's either you or the auction house.

No, I am not selling.

Do you know what happens

when you default on a loan?

No, hum a few bars.

I'm not screwing around here.

Where's the money gonna comes from?

Ali's a hit.

We could charge 50 bucks a head now.

- Raising the admission?

- What...

That's not good enough.

You have been saying

that the sky is falling forever.

And everything always works out fine.

Tell that to the people

losing everything.

I don't wanna be one of them.

- I love this place too.

- No, you don't.

- I do.

- No, you don't!

- Yes, I do!

- Oh, no, you don't.

Look, you have many

fine qualities, Vincent.

And then you've got

some iffy qualities.

But you've never been a phony.

Just tell Marcus no.

Jack?

Yep. Just got in.

I'm in here.

Can you come zip me up?

Hey, where you been?

Writing music.

Can I hear?

- It's not ready.

- It's not ready.

Who's that?

Me and my mom on my 7th birthday.

She died a few weeks later.

You must miss her.

Every single day something happens

that I wish I could tell her about.

And what happened today?

Nothing yet.

You should get that.

It's probably Natalie.

Probably.

Hey, babe.

Yes, I know.

A guy what takes his time,

I'll go for any time

I'm a fast movin' gal who

likes them slow

Got no use for fancy driving

Wanna to see a guy arriving in low

I'd be satisfied

Electrified to know a guy

what takes his time

A hurry-up affair,

I always give the air

Wouldn't give any rushing

gent a smile

I would go for any single who

would condescend to linger awhile

What a lullaby would be supplied

to have a guy who takes his time

A guy what takes his time,

I'd go for any time

A hasty job really spoils

a master's touch

I don't like a big commotion

I'm a demon for slow motion or such

Why should I deny that I would die

To know a guy who takes his time

There isn't any fun

in getting something done

- Check it out, girls!

- If you're...

rushed when you have

to make the grade

I can spot an amateur,

appreciate a connesseur in his trade

Who would qualify, no alibi,

to be the guy who takes his time

I'm starved. You ready?

I can't. I'm so sorry.

I have to do inventory tonight.

Want me to call you a cab?

No, that's okay.

I'll get a ride with Coco.

Sorry.

Watch your back. Coming through.

You ready?

- For what?

- I'll drop you off.

Coco left five minutes ago.

I was coming over to talk to you.

I caught the end of your conversation.

- Talk to me about...?

- Dinner. With me. Give me that.

If you ever expect to see

this bag alive again...

...you'll follow me.

Hold on a second.

Where you going? Hey!

Where are you taking me?

This is not the way to my place.

I told you. Dinner.

Dinner?

I'm not going to dinner with you.

You're seeing Nikki.

We're just friends.

Where I come from, friends don't

chew on each other earlobes.

Aren't you glad you left?

- Oh, damn it.

- What?

I just remember I gotta make

a quick appearance at a party.

You just remembered.

It's on the way. We'll be quick.

Ten minutes, tops. Do you mind?

And if I do?

Then you've been kidnapped.

Hey, Marcus.

Nice house.

What are you doing?

You can't just take that.

Put that back. You're gonna

get us kicked out of here.

Not if we sneak out first, come on.

Hey, hey. Greg, Marla, this is Ali.

- Hi.

- Hey.

My God, those are amazing shoes.

Aren't they? Louboutin.

Great party.

Always good to have you, man.

Wait a minute. You had to make

an appearance at your own party?

Would've been rude not to, right?

You'd like those guys.

Greg's an entertainment editor with

'The Times', Marla's a designer.

I'm gonna dream about those shoes.

L.A. looks gorgeous from up here.

That view cost me three times

what the house did.

See that strip mall down there?

You own that too?

No. I own everything above it.

- There is nothing above it.

- Exactly.

- So you own air.

- Air rights.

The guy that owns the strip mall

ran into some money issues,

almost had to sell.

Whoever he sold it to

would've put up a huge tower.

So I bought the air rights.

Now, no one can ever build

above one story.

Well, aren't you clever.

Mall guy gets to keep his property,

I get to keep the second

best view in L.A.

What's the first?

How many girls have you

used that line on?

None ever who called me on it.

What do you want, Ali?

In life.

And why should I tell you?

Because you're talented enough

to get whatever you want...

...and I'm smart enough to

help make it happen.

- Somebody got a package.

- Ali.

- Ali.

- Who's it from?

- Come on, open it.

- Let's see. Come on.

Oh, my God.

Those are so cute.

- They're so pretty.

- Those are so pretty.

Who's the sucker?

Let's go. Girls, please, break it up.

Come... come on-

Hey Coco, let's go.

Let's go! Five minutes.

Ali Cat, you're up next.

My nana used to call me Ali Cat.

Did she really? That's so fascinating.

- Why don't I have a nickname?

- Oh, you do.

- Well, he never uses it.

- No, I do.

When?

When you leave the room.

- Slut.

- I heard that.

So sorry! I had no idea! Oh, my God.

Girls, come on! We have a show to do!

Let's go, let's go! Let's go-

- Okay!

- Hurry up! Come on!

It's a cold and crazy world

That's raging outside

But, baby, me and all my girls

Are bringin' on the fire

Show a little leg

Gotta shimmy your chest

It's a life, it's a style,

it's a need

It's burlesque

E-X-P-R-E-S-S.

Love, sex, ladies no regrets

E-X-P-R-E-S-S.

Love, sex, ladies no regrets

Been holding down for quite

some time

And finally the moments right

I love to make the people stare

They know I got that certain

savoir faire

- Hey.

- Hey.

You were out very late last night.

Oh, I got a ride home with that guy...

...Marcus.

Went to a party.

Marcus?

New shoes?

Yeah.

Classy.

Fasten up, could you imagine

what would happen

if I let you close enough to touch

Step into the fantasy,

youll never want to leave,

baby lets give it to you

Its a passion, and emotion,

its a fashion, burlesque

Itll move, goin through you,

so do what I do, burlesque

All ladies come put your grown up,

boys throw it up if you want it

Can you feel me, can you feel it?

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