Death of a Vegas Showgirl
- TV-14
- Year:
- 2016
- 87 min
- 18 Views
Let them do what they do
Just worry 'bout you
Got to keep your cool
Them haters try
to take it from ya
Go ahead
Let 'em run they mouth
Everybody knows your name
They watch you like a game
If you're ready
I can show you
Show you
Welcome to the spotlight
Oh, yeah
Spotlight
Just get up on it
I'm your new favorite girl
Welcome to the spotlight
'Cause
I'm the highlight tonight
I'm about to burn it up
Hollywood gon' know
what's up
You never seen me coming
see me coming
But I knock you
right off your feet
We make the party go boom
You feel your blood is rushing
blood is rushing
And your heart keeps
skipping a beat
We make the party go boom
The sparks are gonna fly
No, you can't handle this
Don'tcha even try
We make the party go boom
There ain't no stopping
So keep it rocking
make you sing it
And make the party go boom
I like the way
I'm makin' heads turn
Honestly,
I really like it,
and I thought I was
going to do it...
Girl, did you even
go home today?
I think you've actually moved
out of my place and into here.
Does anyone need
a place to crash?
Okay.
Let's do the first number.
Whoo. Thank you.
Cha-cha-cha-cha!
Oh, snap!
Hey
Four, five, six, seven, eight.
Now I didn't wanna say
but I'm the baddest...
Four, Five, six, seven, eight.
...You could try
but ain't no point
You'll never match it
Seven, eight, shoulders.
'Cause I be on my new
and it's incredible...
Nice.
...Just so beyond that Fleek
I tweak it daily
Five, six, seven, eight.
Once in a lifetime
Tell me are you gettin' this?
Five, six, seven, eight.
You better act like
it's a privilege...
Tight.
Come on, Alicia, focus!
It's okay,
don't worry.
First day is always hard.
Just keep going.
...Oh, snap
Is she serious?
Yeah, sexy.
...Is she a good girl
or is she devious?
They hooked on me
I got 'em freakin' out
Five, six, seven, eight.
Why everybody posted up
like what she gonna do now?
Five, six, seven, eight.
Whoa
What she gonna do now?
Kick, kick, kick, kick.
...You never seen
nothing like this
So give it up
You'll never see it again
So hit me up
Oh, snap
All right.
Same time tomorrow.
Thank you, everyone.
Hey, Deb,
you got a minute?
Yeah.
It's a nice move.
I'm trying.
It's a snap.
I just wanted
to let you know
that I'm putting
a new solo together.
It's got your name
all over it.
Don't you dare tease me!
Please.
We'll see how you do.
No promises.
Now head home.
Even you need sleep, all right?
Yeah.
Hey! We're all going
to the diner.
Okay, I'll meet you there.
Go, go. I promise.
Oh, no, no, no, no,
don't even think about
trying to get a job there.
If you want another gig,
try Planet Hollywood.
The boys are way cuter.
Come on, girl.
Snuggle in.
We have to help
this young thing,
or she'll get trampled.
Thanks for today.
Oh, no worries.
We know how it feels.
Sounds like you're
a Vegas virgin.
Mm-hmm.
I'm from Nebraska.
My parents don't even know
I'm here dancing.
They think I'm waitressing.
Oh, you go, girl.
And you got a part
in Rendez-Vous with us?
That's amazing!
How long have
you been in Vegas?
Just over a year.
A year
of way too many auditions,
and way too many "no's."
Oh, that's a word
you never hear from men.
Just from you, honey.
Listen,
you have to push yourself
every single day,
because the reality is
there's always somebody
behind you,
hungry for your spot.
Oh, I'd never do that.
Oh, yes, you would,
and you better.
It's what drives us.
We are all chasing
the same dream.
To dance...
for life!
In the best show we can.
Yeah, baby!
Our routine is, we get up,
we rehearse,
we audition, we eat,
we audition,
we get hit on
at the mall,
then we audition again.
No, you have
to get used to,
"You're so beautiful,
but you're not right,"
or "Seriously, dude?
There's a ring on your finger."
"You're married."
Okay.
Cry me a river.
You're a natural talent,
while we've all
studied for years
and can hardly keep up.
B*tch.
You b*tch.
Guess what?
Tonight, we're celebrating.
What?
Okay, I'll bite.
What are we celebrating?
Kevin is giving me
a shot at the lead.
Oh, my God! Yes!
Yeah!
That's amazing.
I've got to prove
that I can do it.
Oh, honey,
you got this.
I'm starving.
Are you hungry?
Excuse me!
Kid's meal pancakes
for everyone here.
I'm paying.
Anything you need, just ask.
Thanks.
How come you're the one
with the big news,
but I'm the one
that couldn't sleep last night
because I am so excited for you?
Roxie, it's everything
I've ever wanted.
You're going
to nail it.
I know you are.
Plus, Kevin wouldn't
have asked you to do it
if he didn't think
you could.
He's going to
choreograph every move
with you in mind.
I just have
to stay focused.
That's the least
of your problems.
I don't have
any problems.
Ooh...
There you go.
Wow.
Ah, maybe you can
lose focus.
Hel-lo.
Who's that? Wow.
Keep your clothes
on, sister.
His name is Jason Griffith,
but he goes by Blu.
He dances lead
in a Cirque show.
No way!
Went to Juilliard.
That makes him
way out of our league.
Your league, not mine.
He's a beautiful human being.
All right, everybody,
let's get started.
Come on, come on. Places.
All right, let's get to it.
We'll be taking it
from the first position.
Let's go.
Ouch.
That looks bad.
No, it doesn't.
I admire you.
What, my ugly feet?
Yeah, who doesn't love
a cute callus?
Ew.
No, I stub my toe,
and I'm out for a week.
You just keep going.
Well, if I wasn't
in so much pain,
I'd hug you.
Well, your feet are too ugly.
Hey, you remember
that guy, Jason?
No. Don't.
I'm not listening.
You don't even know
what I'm going to say.
Yeah, I do.
You've got that look.
What?
You've got that, "Oh,
I remember seeing that guy.
He was so hot,"
that kind of look.
It's written in Vegas neon
all over your face.
He's not your type.
I'm pretty sure
I know my type.
Debbie, I love you,
but sometimes, you date
the wrong type of guys.
Oh, come on, Roxie.
This guy,
he's just on the no-fly list.
How do you know?
Radar!
I got me
some nasty bad boy radar.
Well, there's nothing wrong
with going for coffee
or something.
No something, okay?
Just stop this before
you end up in court again.
Hey, I won that case, missy!
And he owes me
compensatory damages,
but I decided not to initiate
collection proceedings.
Okay, Miss Three Degrees,
not all of us
went to law school.
One more time
in English?
I'm sorry.
The judges said
that he had to pay me money
for the assault,
but I would have
to go after him,
and I decided not to
because I just want him
out of my life.
Well, are you sure you don't
want some of that money?
No, Rosita, we don't.
I never said "we!"
There was no "we"
in that conversation, okay,
and there will be no "we"
with Blu.
Softly.
And arms.
Easy, easy.
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