Showgirls Page #2

Girl, you missed your period again?

l don't know. l don't think so

lt's like a Japanese convention out there!

Hey, Mama!

Better get your ''little weenie''|jokes ready

This thing ain't working again.|Come on!

Here we go. Come on

One more time. Try harder. Harder!

Let me try it

l want you to meet Hope

Cut it out. Hope, this is Tiffany...

Farrah, Heather, Henrietta...

My name isn't Hope|My name is Penny

They want class|They don't want to f*** a Penny

They want to f*** a Heather or a Tiffany

Or a Hope

This is a class joint

Henry!

Gentlemen, and you few ladies out there

what you've been waiting for Henrietta,|the Queen of Bazooms!

Hey, Henrietta! Pull your dress up!

Honey, you couldn't handle me|With all this fat...

you'd never even find the thing

l'd have to piss on you|to give you a clue

You need more pink

Thanks, Heather

Have you ever done a lap dance before?

You talk them into it

Fifty bucks a pop,|you do it in the back

Touch and go. They touch, they go

You can touch them|They cannot touch you

That's good

lf they come, that's okay

lf they take it out|and come all over you, call the bouncer

But if he gives you a big tip,|then it's okay

Got that?

And you.|Where the f*** were you last night?

l was having my period, Al

You didn't want blood everywhere...

did you?

l'm getting tired of your sh*t

lf you want to last longer than a week,|you give me a blow job

First l get you used to the money,|then l make you swallow

Was he serious?

Cheetah's TOPLESS LOUNGE

Here we are

Oh, baby...you missed a spot

The farmer in the dell|The farmer in the dell

l had a cherry once,|And now it's shot to hell!

Get off the stage! Get off the stage!

Shut your hole, honey!|Mine's making money!

Know what they call...

that useless piece of skin|around a twat?

A woman!

That's all, folks!

Ladies and gentlemen...

the girl to tickle your pickle!|Heather!

Phil, what did he say?

He says in America,|everyone's a gynecologist

You like her?

l like you

l'll buy her for you

We got a bunch of big spenders|Put your nightie on

Tell him to go f*** himself

l'll kick your ass out of here

Tell him. Do yourself a favor

Okay

l'll put my nightie on

Hey! Want a drink?

l'm Heather.|Would you like a private dance with me?

Can l suck your tits?

You can't touch me, but l can touch you|l'd like to touch you

l know where you can touch me

What's going on?

They want a private dance with her

So? Great. Get over there

My name is Heather. Would...

Hey, Nomi. l love...

your nails. We want you to have|a private dance with us

We don't do that|One at a time, no women

A hundred dollars

Sorry. That's the rule

Two hundred!|You just do Zack and l'll watch

Five hundred

Done

l said done

Just sit over there|and l'll change the music

What's this about? lt's about fun

You sit there...

and l'll sit here

What you doing here?

Nothing

You want it, you pay for it

Thank you

Five hundred

Wasn't that fun?

You're such a b*tch

But you love me

Can you walk?

Good night, girls. Get some rest

Go out. Celebrate

Let's go to my place and smoke dope

You still got some of that Thai stuff?

l love thighs. l get off on them|l like armpits, too

Want to come, Nomi?|Not me

l'll come

You just got $500 off a lap dance

Al, just stop

You act like somebody died

Wait. Listen

Just listen

You have more natural dancing talent|than anyone l've ever seen

l've seen a lot of dancers.

l studied in New York. Alvin Ailey

You burn when you dance

You said l couldn't

You have to learn to hold some in|Dancing ain't f***ing

ls that more Wisdom? l know that!

You don't. You dance like|when you f***ed that guy last night

What guy? With the chick

You went in back

l didn't f*** him|You did

You f***ed him and her.|You followed me?

l didn't f*** anybody!

l saw you!

Everybody got AlDS and sh*t|What is it you think you do?

You f*** them without f***ing them|lt ain't right

You got too much talent!

Get out of here!

B*tch, it's the truth!

You want me to go? l'm out of here!

l got an A!

Four more classes,|they have to give me that degree

Great!

l haven't gotten laid in six months

My right hand's so tired,|l can't thread a needle

Use the left

For threading a needle?

Wow. l like that

l can make that

Let's go to the fabric store

l want to buy it. l have the money

Why?

l don't know. l just do

l never had a dress like that

lt'll look great on me

Won't it?

What do you think?

Oh, my goodness

lt looks quite good on you

lt doesn't suck

l can't believe l bought it!

Come on. l'll buy you a burrito

l'll even buy you some...fajitas!

F***, l can't. l'm on early|Al's on my back

Don't worry. l'll drive you

Oh, my God!

He's coming here!

Maybe you can meet him!|What would l say?

Say, ''Andrew,|l can't even thread a needle anymore''

Baby, mama's waiting for you!|Come to me!

l must get tickets for the concert!

Come on, baby

F*** off!|Sorry

Remember me?

Phil Newkirk, Stardust Hotel

There's a spot open in the chorus line

We're auditioning tomorrow|You should try out

Me?|Yeah, you

You're asking me?

When l saw you dance,|l thought, Yes!''

She sent you

Nobody sent me

Be there at ten

l want to see your ass

Oh, show me a home,|where the buffalo roam

And l'll show you a home

Full of sh*t!

Thank you

Molly!

What is it?

l got an audition!

Hey, Pollyanna!

What did you call me?|You look like Pollyanna

Okay, ladies!

l'm Tony Moss. l produce this show

Some of you may have heard l'm a prick

l am a prick

l have one interest,|and that's the show

l don't care if you live or die

l want to see you dance|and l want to see you smile

l can't use you if you can't smile,|if you can't show, if you can't sell

Let me take a look at you

Spread out

Spread out

Jesus Christ, Marty,|take a look at these tits

|

What are these, watermelons?

This a stage, not a patch. See ya

l've seen you before

l auditioned for you in January|You told me to get my nose fixed

Nose looks good.|Thanks, Mr. Moss

Nice smile|Thanks, Mr. Moss

You know what, though?|Your ears stick out

Come back after they're fixed

See ya

Can you spell MGM backwards?

M-G-M|l'm impressed

Come back when you've f***ed|this baby fat off

l hope you got some wigs, tennis ball

What classes have you had?

lce skating classes, ballet classes...

jazz classes, jazz technique classes

This show is called Goddess'''',|not ''Classes.''

See ya

What kind of classes have you had?

None

So what are you doing here?

Watching you be a prick

You ain't seen nothing yet

Gay! Show them the routine

Everyone back up, find some space!|Start with your right leg, slap it

One, two, three, four!

Go! Five, six, seven-hit it!

Slam it!

Kick it!

And up! Stay down!

Relax, you can take a break

Tennis ball, dark hair in the back

Hello, doll

How's it going?|Good

Okay...

l want you to stay

And you

You, too

Good-bye, ladies.|You wasted my time and yours! Line up!

Show me your tits

l got a topless show!|Let me see your tits!

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