The Forbidden Dance Page #3

Nisa. Nisa.

Enough!

No, not enough.

Dave, that's enough, man.

Mickey, you want me to handle this?

No, I'll handle this one.

You seem to be having trouble.

Let me tell you about a rule

we have here.

Never before a girl is ready.

Are you ready, honey?

- Never.

- You see?

Go ahead, sweetheart,

get cleaned up.

Now, I know how

to make you feel better. Girls.

Now I want you boys to have

a real good time tonight.

And you come back another time

and I promise you...

...Nisa will be good and ready.

Tear it up, tiger.

You sure you have his passport?

I don't want trouble at the airport

with Immigration.

I got them right here.

- What the hell was that?

- Cuff him to the van. I'll check it out.

Keating.

What the hell is making that sound?

Morgan.

What the hell?!

Where's the witch doctor?

Jason.

- Mind if I sit down?

- Sit anywhere you like.

Look, I need to apologize

for the other night, okay?

I guess I acted like a real b*tch.

It's just that seeing you

with that girl made me jealous.

What do you want, Ashley?

For one thing, we need to talk about

our audition for the Kid Creole Show.

- You've gotta be kidding.

- If we dance like we planned...

...then we really have a shot

at winning this contest.

I mean, think about it,

a spot on national television.

Isn't that intense? Jason, millions

of people would be watching us.

I don't think I'm gonna be

dancing, Ashley.

- Was there anything else?

- Jason, what is going on?

I mean, we had so many

good plans together, right?

I mean, the other night is over, okay?

Hell, let's just forget it.

Let's just go on with our lives, huh?

I wanna make up.

Jason, I have said

that I am sorry to you.

Now, what more

do you want from me?

Honey, I miss you.

I miss you too.

I just don't think it can be

the same anymore.

Why, Jason?

Just because you had

a little fling with a street girI?

Forget it. I can forgive you for that.

Don't call her that.

She's not a street girl.

Yeah? That's not what I've heard.

- What are you talking about?

- Nothing.

- What are you talking about?

- Stop it!

If you know anything about Nisa,

tell me.

- Stop it, you're hurting me.

- Spill it.

All right, Jason, you know what?

That little tramp is a professional.

You know what I mean?

If you've got the bucks, she's for sale.

- Who told you that?

- Your friends.

Or maybe I should say

your ex- friends.

They found your Chiquita Banana girl

working full- time in a sleazy sex club.

- That's bullshit.

- Yeah? You don't believe me?

Why don't you just go ask Dave

or Kurt or Weed?

- They each had a turn with her.

- Where is this place?

I don't know. I don't hang out

in that part of town.

Damn it, Jason! Jason, so help me,

if you go after her I'll- -

You are really gonna regret this one.

You're really gonna regret this one.

- Forty- three hundred even.

- Not bad.

Yeah, it's a good night.

Hey. Hey, can't you read?

You see this sign?

Go to school, boy. We're closed.

- I want Nisa.

- Yeah? So does everybody else.

Come back tonight.

Right now we're closed.

Too bad. I hear from my friends

she's really special.

Yeah? I know your friends?

- Do you know me?

- I don't know, but I like your face.

Go head onto the dance floor.

I'll send her down.

Hey, be nice.

Nisa, someone's here for you.

Dance with me.

- Did you pay?

- Please, just dance with me.

It's all right. Everything's going to be

all right. Okay? I'll help you.

Why do you help now?

Did not help before.

I didn't know any better.

I didn't know myself. I didn't know you.

Let me take you out of here.

You do not understand.

Immigration will send me home...

...and I cannot go back until

I'm finished here in this country.

Who told you that?

Mickey.

She said if I did not stay,

she would send me home.

Who's Mickey? That woman?

She lied to you. You don't have

to stay in this place.

Immigration won't send you back.

I'll help you.

And I have money if you need money.

You don't have to sell yourself.

It is you who doesn't have to sell

yourself. They already own you.

Your parents own you. Ashley

owns you. Your friends own you.

Is that not why you're here?

Did they not tell you

what I would do for you?

So you see, we're not so different.

You do what you must.

I do what I must.

And you will be my first upstairs.

- No, Nisa. Please, don't do this.

- Why not? It's only money.

I said, no. I'm not gonna do this,

and neither are you.

I'm taking you out of here.

- We don't offer takeout.

- I am leaving. Not to come back.

You're not going anywhere. We're

making too much money off you.

If you leave, I'll call Immigration,

and I will have you deported.

You go right ahead.

You call Immigration.

And while you're at it, you

put in a call to the vice squad too.

Eddie.

- I told you to be nice.

- Just relax, big fella. All right?

I'm relaxed.

I mean, can we talk about this?

- We can talk.

- Hey.

- We can talk.

- No!

- Get off of him!

- Yeah, we talking good now, boy.

We talking good enough for you, boy?

Nisa.

- Make him stop. Stop him.

- I can't. He's having too much fun.

We talking good enough yet, punk?

I don't think so.

I'll do anything, just make him stop.

Still talking good enough, huh?

- No!

- Yeah.

What in the hell are you?

I'll be back, punk.

My mama had a mojo bag,

but you ain't my mama, boy.

Oh, no. You get away

from me, you freak.

No, he's my friend.

Oh, that's good. Thanks.

- Who is that guy?

- He's Joa, our tribal shaman.

What your people

sometimes call a witch doctor.

Get out of town.

A witch doctor in L.A.?

Hey, that's better. Thanks.

I don't think he likes me.

He wanted to leave you here.

He thinks you're not fit for me.

You should meet my friends.

What do you think?

I think it's not up to him.

Help me up.

Who are you? I know your name

is Nisa, but who and what are you?

Sit down here.

I'm an Indian, Jason,

from the rain forest of the Amazon.

My father is the king of our tribe.

- Then you're a princess?

- Among my people I am.

My father sent us as ambassadors

to the chairman of Petramco.

They must stop killing the trees,

or the sun will eat the air.

- You do not believe me.

- No, no. I do believe you.

You're talking about the hole

in the ozone layer.

This hole is getting bigger because

of the burning of the rain forest.

The sun will eat the air.

This is bigger than you know.

This is not only important to you. This

is important to people everywhere.

And it's important to me.

Petramco must be stopped, Jason.

The rain forest is our ancestral home.

We will not permit them to destroy it!

Just hold on, all right?

If you're taking on Petramco,

you've got a war on your hands.

If war is what it takes,

then war it will be.

Jason.

I can't believe you're buying this.

Princess?

Jason, she will say anything she can

to get you away from me.

Honey, she's a maid.

Ashley, you are so beautiful.

And so common.

And such a bigot.

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