Showgirls Page #6
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- 1995
- 128 min
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Andrew Carvers' coming|He saw the show and thinks you're great
Did you hear?|Andrew Carver will be there!
Yeah. l heard
What's wrong with you?
You pushed her, didn't you?
No
How can you say that to me?|Julie saw it
She couldn't have seen it.|l saw Julie and her back was to you
She saw it
Okay
Have fun at your party
Come here, Molly! You have to come|Andrew will be there
l don't care
Let go of me
Let go of me!
To the one and only beautiful girl|in the world
One minute
Oh, my God
So, what l want to know is...
where's Andrew?
Look
Nomi Malone Goddess
l love your outfit
Nomi...|you think l could be your understudy?
l'll see what l can do
Thanks, darling
Andrew Carver's here.|l want to introduce you
Andrew's here!
Andrew Carver...Nomi Malone
You were sensational tonight
Thank you.|And you're welcome
Where did you find her?
l'll never tell
l like your songs
And l like your ass. Call me
Molly Abrams...
Andrew Carver
l can't even thread a needle anymore
Sorry?
Molly's one of your biggest fans
Well, then...let me get you a drink
Come on
Enjoy
You look beautiful tonight
What's going on?
Just want to party, baby
Let me go!
Get her!
Let me go!|Shut the f*** up!
Throw her down!
F*** her!
F*** her, man
F*** her! F*** her!
Let me go!
F*** her!
l could fall in love with you
Let's get out of here
Molly?
We have her sedated. She's in shock
She has a broken nose, vaginal tears
She'll be here three or four days
Zack!
Look at this
And look at this. Later
Where are the police?|They're not here
Why not?|Because they're not coming!
Don't do it...
Polly
How did you find out?
You were busted at a fight|at the Crave Club
The police took your fingerprints
l won't listen to this
Yes, you will!
You're Polly Ann Costello!
Your father killed your mother,|then killed himself!
You ran away from a foster home|in Oakland in 1990!
Arrests:
Denver, soliciting...|Stop it!San Jose, Cheyenne, soliciting!|Shall l read the rest?
Possession of crack cocaine!|Assault with a deadly weapon!
Tell me something.|Why did you stop hooking?
You had your future pretty well|mapped out
l did what l had to do
Just like you did with Cristal
l'm not a whore
No...you're not
You're going to be a big star
Your face will be up on billboards
And you will make a lot of money|for the Stardust
You'd let him get away with this?
Andrew Carver is at the Paradiso|this year
He might be at the Stardust next year
He's part of the team. So are you
What about Molly?
l'll see he gives her enough money|to have a dress shop
Tell me something
What did you charge?
Hooking
Fifty. A hundred sometimes
You got low self-esteem, baby.|You're a fantastic f***
l was paying you a compliment
Showtime
Andrew Carver, please
Hello, baby. Looking good
He's ready for you
lt didn't take you long
l like you better topless
Wait till you see me bottomless
l'm waiting
Take the rest off
Sure
You make a sound,|l'll f***ing kill you!
Okay, okay
F***er! F*** off!
He says he wants to sleep
Tired him out, huh?
She's still out. lt's the medication
ls she okay?
She's okay
Molly?
l just went to Carver...
and kicked the sh*t out of him
l love you
Cristal Connors, please. Room 319
You know the best advice|l ever gave you?
lf you're the only one left standing...
they'll hire you
Thank you and good night,|ladies and gentlemen
Cristal has left the building
l'm sorry, Cristal
Yeah. l know just how sorry you are
How do you think l got my first lead?
There's always someone younger|and hungrier...
coming down the stairs after you
Why didn't you tell anyone?
Oh, hell, darling...l needed a rest
Besides, my lawyers got me|a real nice settlement
l have to go
Aren't you going to give me a big kiss?
Bye, darling
Bye, darling
Come on! Hurry up!
Hop in, pard|This here is your lucky day
Let's go
So did you gamble?
Did you win?
What did you win?
Me
Oh, f***
lt's you
l want my f***ing suitcase, a**hole!
l'm driving! Jesus f***ing Christ!
Watch the f***ing road!
Be cool! l'll get your suitcase.
lt was a mistake. Mellow out!
NOMl MALONE lS GODDESS
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