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Classy lady Liz Taylor.

Now, um, for dinner...

- I just need to sleep.

- Oh, well, in that case I'll

give you something, uh

way in the back,

away from the highway.

There you go.

Around back and over up there. See?

- Okay.

- And the behind..

There you go.

Alright.

- Thank you.

- Hey, baby, how you doing?

Come on in.

You're the bomb.

Come here.

- I'm sorry.

- Are you looking at me?

- Is there anything else

to look at here?

I don't have the time.

Anyway..

...i gotta be in San Luis

Obispo by noon tomorrow.

- Oh, good.

I have to be far away

by tomorrow noon as well.

- So we agree.

- We agree.

- Hello!

- Good day, ma'am

can I help you?

- I'd like to speak

to a detective, please.

I killed my husband.

I hit him on the head

with a lamp

in a hotel and then I left him.

I bought a car for his $1000.

I think it's a Plymouth

and I drove for...

- what's your name, ma'am?

- Romy Kellinger.

- Can I see some ID?

Thank you.

You're on vacation with your husband

here in the us?

- Yes.

- Okay, you hang tight.

I'll be right back.

We're just gonna verify your ID.

In the meantime, would you

like to have a lawyer present?

- No.

Do I have to?

- Well, no.

It's not required.

But I do wanna run you through

a couple of the steps

about what's gonna happen next.

So before I'm gonna open up

your case into the facts of

which you have accused

yourself, I'm gonna ask you

a series of questions.

We can verify the details

of those questions

and all this turns out

to be true

then yes, at that point you are

gonna need a lawyer.

Do you understand?

- I understand.

Thank you.

- Alright, then.

You okay, miss,

you ready to start?

- Yes. I'm good.

Thank you. You're very kind.

- Okay, so why don't you

tell me where this happened?

- At a motel, in 29 palms.

I... I think it's called the 29.

- And when was this?

- 3 days ago.

It was during the night,

around 2 o'clock in the morning.

So I guess that's technically

the 29th.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean

to mix up the dates, I...

- ma'am, ma'am.

It's okay, relax.

The questions are gonna

be precise

'cause I need to verify

all of these details.

What's your husband's name?

- Richard Moreau.

- That's French, yeah?

- Yes.

- So then you're the one

of German descent?

- Yes, by my mother's side.

- She raised us.

My father was French but..

Yeah, my brother and I kept...

- ma'am, that's enough

for right now.

I'm gonna step out again

try and verify all of this

it shouldn't take me more than

a couple of minutes.

Hang tight, I won't be too long.

- Okay, so.

It's like I guessed.

You didn't strike me as a killer

when you walked in here.

I have some good news.

Your husband is alive.

And he told me the story.

The two of you had a bit

of a domestic dispute

it sounds like, it got heated

he slipped, he hit his head

nothing but an accident.

I'm gonna give this

back to you right now.

I think this is something

you need to talk

to your husband about

not the police.

I'm just gonna take that..

...and we can pretend like you

were never here.

How's that sound?

He's in the hospital

in 29 palms.

I'm so ashamed.

I'm so ashamed, Romy.

Where were you? What did you do?

I drove for miles.

I was so scared.

I drove for miles.

- What matters is that you're here.

- No.

What matters is that you're alive.

There was so much

I wanted to tell you but...

We'll go back to Paris and...

We'll talk.

No.

I'm not going back.

I'm staying.

How? With what money?

I bought a car with your money.

An old...

Brown Plymouth.

It's yours.

Goodbye.

- Where you going?

- Las Vegas.

- Las Vegas. I'm going

to las Vegas too.

- Oh, oh, my god!

These f***ing shoes.

- Hi.

- Hi, I'm, I'm Charlene.

- Romy.

- Hi, Romy.

So where do you come from?

- Um..

Paris, in France

- wow.

That's exciting.

The only French I know is..

...half a grapefruit.

- Um, you have some ketchup

on your nose.

- I'm sorry, what?

- Ketchup.

- Oh!

I put ketchup on my ketchup.

- Those shoes look like

they would hurt a lot.

- Yeah, they do.

I think you're only supposed

to wear 'em in bed

if you know what I mean.

- Hello!

I'm on my way.

Well, it's show time.

It was really nice

getting to know you so well.

- It's okay.

- Yeah, your hands are cold.

- Stay warm.

- You too. Thanks.

Nice outfit.

- Hi, come take a picture

with us.

Come here, take a picture.

Hey, hey, hey, where's my 20?

My 20 bucks?

- I'm sorry, it's alright.

- Hello.

- Hi.

- Do you, do you have

a cigarette by chance?

- I'm Romy.

You look good.

- There was this girl,

from, uh, Texas.

- Anyway one day

she didn't come back.

She, just, uh, pfft,

disappeared.

So pick out whatever you want.

- Yeah, that's so nice.

I like this.

- Oo la la!

Hey, you can stay here as long

as you want, alright?

If you don't mind just, uh,

put 40 bucks

in that kitty over there.

And, uh, for work..

I don't know, I'm sure

we can find something for you.

You know what? Saturdays I do

waitressing in a bowling alley.

I can ask.

Do you know how to roller skate?

Sexy time, that's it.

Sexy time, girl.

Good girl.

- Woo!

- You know what, I think we

can forget the bowling alley.

Really? I just need practice.

- You just wanna look

for goofy tourists

that wanna give us their money.

And act like you're

having a good time.

- Come and get a picture

over here, bud.

- You.

- Pictures.

Wanna take pictures?

- It's not as easy as it looks,

so you just go.

Keep on trying,

you look fantastic.

- Pictures.

- Maybe, maybe just,

you know, stand still, just,

you know, don't pop around.

- Sure it's like a bunny but

just, you know, try to be sexy.

Don't pop around, you know.

- Yeah, not the Easter bunny.

- Excuse me.

- Yes.

- You know where

the bathroom is?

- Yes, if you go down

straight and make a right

and up the escalators and it

will be on your right hand side.

- Thank you.

- Yeah.

- Rabbit.

- Oh.

Thanks.

- Wanna get a drink?

- Sure. Why not?

- Room 5330.

150, will that work?

- What?

- 200.

- I, I, uh, I know I look like

one, right now.

But, I'm not a prostitute, so..

You know where the bathroom is?

Thank you.

- How about a drink in the bar?

- Why not?

- I only f*** whores.

It's easier that way.

No strings attached.

That's why I come to Vegas.

- At least it's clear.

- Yup.

- I'd like another drink.

- Hmm.

- You?

- Can we get another round?

- I like the name Diego.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

You Mexican?

You got lots of horses?

- Someone told me once you

shouldn't have more horses

than you have asses,

and I only got one ass, but..

No, I don't have any horses.

Let me ask you something.

What's a nice girl like you

doing here all alone

in Vegas, dressed up

like a bunny rabbit?

- Actually I'm coming out

of a long relationship.

I don't really

want to talk about it.

I'm happy it's over.

Other than that I really have

no f***ing clue why I'm here

or why I put on a rabbit

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