Star 80 Page #4
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- Year:
- 1983
- 103 min
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SOME PHONE CALL.
SOUNDS LIKE IT'S
GOING REALLY RIGHT.
SHE WAS CALLING:
FROM HEF'S PLACE.
SHE'S IN
THE MANSION?
BILLY JOE BATTON
BILLY JOE BATTON
THE FOOTBALL PLAYER...
MAKING A MOVE:
ON DOROTHY?
AH, IT FIGURES.
THAT'S THE KIND
OF TOWN L.A. IS.
JESUS CHRIST... I'D
WAS TRYING TO GE IN MY GIRL'S PANTS.
AH... WHAT'S HER NAME?
? OFF RAMP,
? DOO-DOO DOO-DOO
DOO-DOO DOO-DOO ?
? DOO-DOO DOO-DOO
DOO-DOO DOO-DOO ?
? OFF RAMP! ?
ABOUT BLACK DUDES
AND WHITE DUDES:
IS THAT, LIKE, BLACK PEOPLE
AND AS A RESULT,
DOING CRAZY THINGS,
THAT'S TRUE,
AWAY, IT'D BE LIKE,
"LOOK, MAN, JUST DON' TELL MY MAMA, MAN.
MY MAMA GONNA:
KILL ME, MAN..."
HERE SHE COMES.
THAT'S ROOM
217 AND 218.
AT THE BEVERLY:
HILTON.
NO, I CAN'T, REALLY.
THAT'S CALLED
THE BUNNY DIP.
Dorothy:
PLAYBOY'S MOTTOOF BACKGROUND.
YOU KNOW, SNIDER,
ABOUT YOU.
IS BECAUSE YOU:
I MEAN, BABY, YOU
IN 15 MINUTES.
HA HA HA!
Dorothy, on answering
machine:
HI, IT'S ME.I CALLED EARLIER, TOO,
HOLD IT.
BUT I DIDN'T LEAVE A MESSAGE.
BUT I'LL CALL AGAIN
WHEN I GET HOME.
THEY'RE BEAUTIFUL.
OOH, FLOWERS.
THESE MACHINES:
IF I DON'T TALK FAST,
A TERRIFIC IDEA:
TO THE CARNIVAL.
SHE'D LOVE IT.
JUST DON'T LET HER
I LOVE YOU. BYE.
WHEW, I MADE IT.
THAT MUST BE:
NUMBER ONE.
SCARED AS HELL:
SHE WAS OU LAST NIGH DOIN' WHA WE JUST DID.
LOOK I GOT TO:
GET UP EARLY,
SO WHY DON'T YOU GE THE F*** OUTTA HERE?
? NOW, NOW-NOW-NOW ?
? SOOKIE, SOOKIE, SOOKIE,
SOOKIE ?
SWEETHEART.
WE GOT A MERCEDES.
WHAT CAN:
I GET YOU?
UH, 2 HOT DOGS,
MUSTARD AND RELISH,
2 ORANGE DRINKS, A BAG
OF POTATO CHIPS, FRIES.
AND 2 CARAMEL CORN.
RIGHT?
RIGHT.
YOU KNOW, THAT HEALTH
FOOD'LL KILL YOU.
DON'T GO
THAT'S MY RIDE,
SWEETHEART.
EILEEN, STRAIGHTEN UP.
YOU'RE SLOUCHING AGAIN.
I KNOW...
LIKE A CENTERFOLD.
HONEST?
YOU MEAN IT?
AUGUST.
OH, MR. HEFNER,
THANK YOU.
Woman:
MISS STRATTON,HOW DID SHE FEEL ABOU YOUR PHOTOS IN PLAYBOY?
GETTING CALLS FROM
CONGRATULATING HER,
"I FEEL
LIKE A MOVIE STAR."
I MEAN,
$10,000!
THEY'RE GONNA
GIVE ME $10,000
FOR HAVING:
MY PICTURE TAKEN.
FEELS GOOD, HUH?
OH, YES. YES.
DOROTHY, DO YOU
REALLY LOVE ME?
YES. YES, I DO.
WELL, ALL RIGHT.
HERE'S HOW
I'LL GRAB A PLANE
BY WEDNESDAY,
THURSDAY:
AT THE LATEST,
AND I'LL BE THERE.
WELL, I WOULDN' HAVE THAT MUCH TIME
THEN WHEN WE:
GET SOME TIME,
RIGHT?
DO IT? DO WHAT?
WE'LL GET MARRIED,
DOROTHY...
MAKE IT PERMANENT,
JUST LIKE THAT.
WE'LL MAKE I A PERMANENT TEAM...
FOR LIFE.
WE HAD EVERYTHING
GOING FOR US,
BUT YOU FUCKS:
BIG F***ING DEAL.
YOUR MAGAZINE,
YOUR MANSION,
AND YOUR MOVIES:
AND SHOVE THEM:
LIAR!
SO MUCH.
GUESS WE:
SHOULD GO, HUH?
SOMEBODY TOLD MR. HEFNER
A LITTLE EMBARRASSING,
ISN'T IT?
NO.
? ...TO THE GULF
OF MEXICO ?
LOUISIANA ?
? IF THERE'S ANYTHING
? A DRUNKARD'S DREAM
? GOOD-LUCK HAG,
I DID GO... ?
HI.
HI.
YOU'RE DOROTHY.
NIGHT.
OH, YES.
AND YOU ARE...
I'M SORRY. I FORGOT.
THAT'S OK. I'M...
VINCE ROBERTS.
I'M A BIG FAN.
THANKS.
HEY, LISTEN, THAT WAS
THANK YOU.
CANCELED, HUH?
YEAH.
ANY CHANCE THEY'LL
BRING IT BACK?
I DON' THINK SO.
AH, TOO BAD.
AREN'T MANY ACTORS
AROUND LIKE YOU.
THEY'RE ALL LIGHTWEIGHTS.
WE NEED HEAVYWEIGHTS
LIKE YOU.
JEEZ, IT'S BEEN A WHILE
WHAT IS IT,
A YEAR NOW?
IT'S BEEN 3 YEARS
YEAH.
ISN'T THAT SOMETHING?
BAD SCRIPTS, HUH?
I GUESS SO.
DOROTHY,
THERE YOU ARE.
EXCUSE ME.
YEAH, YOU KNOW,
I'VE GOT A COUPLE
AND I CAN'T FIND ANY.
I MEAN, NO A DECENT ONE, ANYWAY,
THEY WON'T DO WHA YOU TELL 'EM TO DO.
YEAH. SOME WRITERS
ARE LIKE THAT.
I'M JUST GONNA...
WELL, I FOR ONE
HOPE YOU'RE BACK
THANKS.
JUST READING.
JUST READING.
EXCUSE ME.
SEE YA, VINCE.
YOU SHOULD HAVE:
TALKED TO HIM.
THERE'S HEF.
STRAIGHTEN UP.
HI, DOROTHY.
LOOK AT HER.
OH, WOW...
ANYTIME.
OK.
ALL RIGHT.
MR. HEFNER,
PAUL, MR. HEFNER.
IF A MAN HAS A RIGH TO FIND GOD IN HIS OWN WAY,
HE HAS A RIGH TO GO TO THE DEVIL
HERE'S ANOTHER ONE...
DESCRIPTIONS OF MURDER
ARE ACCEPTABLE IN AR AND LITERATURE,
BUT DESCRIPTIONS OF SEX
ARE PROHIBITED.
OUR SOCIETY:
FAVORED KILLING:
OVER LIVING.
RIGHT?
PRETTY CLOSE,
BUT I THINK:
I SAID "FAVORED
DEATH OVER LIFE."
WHAT? I DON' UNDERSTAND. WHAT?
HE'S QUOTING ME.
THAT'S GREAT STUFF.
FINE...
ARE OLD FRIENDS.
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