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(I Dramatic music)

(I Orchestral music)

(inaudible)

(sighs)

Come on, Sandy.

I promised Lang these pictures tomorrow.

We'll be here all night
trying to get this thing finished.

(Sandy) Keep your shirt on, buster.

I'll keep my shirt on. You just take yours off.

(Sandy) I've got to get the lines
out of my body.

Ha! Don't worry, baby.
I'll get the lines out for ya.

- (Laughs)
- Comm'.

Do I have to pose with that ape again?

Well, it's what Lang wants.

Well, he knows he's gonna
have to pay me more for this job.

- He knows.
- Well, I still don't like it.

He knows that, too.

(Laughs)

She knows I mean it, huh, Harmon?

Hey, them were some pretty good pictures
you made that day.

Well, the best sellers we ever had.

Sandra got a 100-buck bonus.

Just remember you got one coming.

One of these days,
I'm gonna spill the beans on this little deal.

What beans?

Pictures of you from every angle?

Or maybe the pictures of Ajax here
whaling the tar out of you.

I'll even give you some prints.
You can use them for evidence.

You no good, rotten...

Shut up, you!

Come on, come on, let's get going.

- Want me to help?
- No!

- (Laughs)
- No, I can do it myself.

OK, Ajax, come on. Help me move
that stuff back over there, will ya?

And look out for the booze.

(Harmon) OK, now, Sandy. Sit down.

Let's make this nice and easy.

Drape it over here.

Bring it across the back.
I want you to bring your arms up.

OK.

OK, now, Sandy. Let's start off with, uh,

you know, nice and easy,
with an art pose or two.

Give me the hands behind your head.
That's right. Give me the hands behind.

Straighten up your back, honey.
Pull your shoulders back.

That's a girl. Come on, now.
Give me a nice smile.

Come on, come on. That's it. Now hold it.

(Camera clicks)

Now, let's have, urn...

Oh, how about "hands at the glory of sun" bit.

Put your hands up.

Up.

Ajax, tilt that light up a little bit, will ya?

Yeah, that's perfect.

OK... Come on, Sandy.

(Harmon) Let's cooperate a little, huh?

Now you're really a beautiful girl,
so let's look that way.

Come on, stretch a little.

That's it. That's it.

Harmon, you're really a great photographer.

Why don't you give this up
and try and do something decent?

Why don't you?

(Sandy clears throat) You know why.

I'm in this up to my...eyeballs.

Yup. Me too, Sandy.

You know, uh, I'm sorry what I said before.

You know I like you, but...

Oh, what the hell.

Come on! Let's move!

- Or I call Mr. Lang, huh?
- Drop dead, you creep.

OK, Sandy. Come on.
Let's shoot something interesting.

(Harmon) You know, the stuff that sells?

More of those?

Oh, for...

All right. (signs)

But remember, I'm not double-jointed.

Yeah, but the...

The high school kids who buy these pictures
think you are.

Let's try anyway-

Tell you what, why don't you try
a different angle?

Yeah, that's a good angle.

But I wanna see it from the other side.

Ah, that's, uh...
that...that's beautiful.

Now hold it.

(Harmon) OK. Just one more. Anybody got any ideas?

Say, now that's an idea.

(Laughs) Wow!

Wait till Lang sees this one.

Keep that ape away from me!

Harmon? Harmon!

Oh, come on, Sandy. Just a cuddle.
You said you'd do it. Let's get it over with.

No, not with him! He...

(Ajax) He what that you don't know
plenty about already?

- (Sandy) No! No!
- (Ajax laughs)

(Sandy) Stop it. you gorilla!

(Ajax) Ah, shut up. You know you love me.

' (Sandy screaming)
- (Ajax laughs)

- (Sandy) Stop it!
- (Ajax laughs)

- (Sandy screams)
- (Ajax laughs)

(Sandy grunting)

(Sandy struggling)

(Ajax laughs)

(Sandy) Stop it!

(Ajax laughs)

Stop it! Stop it!

Harmon! Stop him!

Can't you see what he's doing?

(I Dramatic music)

I can see.

All right, Harmon. Let's go to work.

Print up 100 of this one.

And this one.

And this one.

And get rid of the rest of 'em.

What's the matter, Sandra?
You got a problem?

Yes, the usual one.

You've certainly seen enough of me by now.

I'm about due for retirement.

Well, let's see.

Sandra, my clear, your, uh...

your modeling has been fairly successful.

Our payroll record shows that
including what you've received today,

you have an income,

and please, report it
to the Internal Revenue Department,

of nearly $9,000 this year.

Well, you ask Larry.

He says my pictures are getting hard to sell.

Yes, my dear.

I tend to agree with that.

Uh, I think Sandra is right, Mr. Lang.
We ought to let her get out.

Well, well!

I didn't know we had
a personal interest in this.

Sandra, my dear,

we've, uh, talked about this
many times before,

and, uh, this time,
I think you've made your point.

You mean I can get out?

(Mr. Lang) Uh, as a model, yes.

But you wouldn't wanna give up
all of this nice money, would you?

Harmon, say hello
to our new recruiting agent.

Yes, Sandra, my dear.

Your new job will be to find us
new, fresh talent.

Ajax will help you.

Ajax has an eye for beauty.

An eye isn't all he has. I want out.

Let me finish, please.

You'll be paid well for your new work.

Our salesmen have been promised
a continuous flow of product.

So, if you're unable
to find us new, fresh talent,

you'll have to do the modeling yourself.

During the recruitment period,

it might prove helpful

if you pose with the new girl.

Sort of get her over her initial embarrassment.

But understand this.

If you don't secure us the new, fresh talent,

we're going to have to have
a broader variety of poses

if you're to do the modeling yourself.

(I Orchestral music)

I'll bring her up,
but you're gonna have to sell her.

I can't do any more. She's a sweet kid.

Yeah, yeah. She may be,

but, uh, Ajax told Lang, and Lang told me,
and I'm telling you.

This is the girl we want.

Now I just do my job, you do yours.

And remember this,
this is one way to keep Ajax away from you.

Kim, this is Harmon.

- Hello.
- Hello.

Yeah, she's a young beauty, all right.

Harmon, Kim hasn't done
very much modeling before.

I told her it didn't matter.

No, no. That doesn't matter.

We're just looking for a fresh, uh...
a fresh face.

Well, I don't really know what this is all about.

What kind of modeling is this?

Well, you folks probably wanna talk
about this privately.

- Kim, I'll wait in your house for you, all right?
- OK.

(Harmon clicks tongue)

(sighs)

Well?

Is there anything else?

(Harmon) Mmm-hmm.

You'll do just fine.

Mr. Harmon,

I really don't think I can do this.

Oh, no. Now you let me decide that, huh?

Uh, come around here. Let me see your legs.

MY legs?

You know, your legs, gams, stems.

Your lower extremities? Legs.

Nothing to be ashamed of.

Even some of my best friends have legs.

Look, I don't know if this is right.

What's this all about?

OK, OK. I'm sorry if I gave you the wrong idea.

Look, here's the deal. I have this job to shoot.

It's a glamour photograph of shoes
and legs are important.

Now, this job should take, 0h,
about an hour, and it pays $50 in cash.

Now may I please see
whether you have legs or two fence posts

so I can tell whether
I even need you for the job?

- $50?
- In cash.

(Harmon) OK...

Let's make pictures.

OK, now, Kim, hold it.

That's it. Don't smile. OK.

(Camera clicks)

That's it, Kim.

OK, now. Let's have, uh...
let's see. Just one more.

How about the leg up on the chair there?

Put it up.

- Like this?
- (Harmon) Yeah, that's right.

Point your toes.

OK.

- Now hold it.
- (Camera clicks)

That's the girl.

Well, that's it for the night.

You know, Kim?

You're a very pretty girl.

And for being so nice and a good girl,
here's your lollipop.

You mean that's all there is? I'm through?

That's all there is to it.

- Unless maybe, uh...
- Unless what?

Well, uh...

Unless...

No, no. You wouldn't...
wouldn't be interested in that.

Sure I'm interested.

I love working with you, Harmon.
You're so creative.

And, gee, I do need the money.

Yeah, that's what Sandra said.

College or something like that, isn't it?

Well, I'll tell ya about the shot.

I, uh... I don't know if you'd be interested in it,
but it'll pay another $50.

Of course I'm interested. Tell me.

Well, it's, uh, just bathing suit stuff.

Oh...

On the beach? What?

Uh, yeah. On the beach, uh...

You know, in a studio...

You know, glamour... glamour shots.

It's, uh...

It's for a guy who wants to make a, uh,

a glamour calendar, that's all.

I just don't know.

My father wouldn't like it.

Yeah, well, that's OK. Forget it.

You know, there's plenty of girls around.

It's not like you're leaving me
in a hole or anything.

I'll do it.

OK.

Saturday, 10 o'clock.

(I Soft orchestral music)

Another $50?

I'm sure proud of you, Kim.

You're really salting it away.

But what I can't understand is why they pay
you so much for merely modeling dresses.

Oh, well, it's my size.

There aren't many girls around
that wear this size.

None that pretty, you can bet.

Who's this fella Harmon?

The photographer
you're always talking about?

He's an absolute doll!

It's hardly work at all
and he's a wonderful photographer.

Maybe he is, but I'll never know.
I've never even heard of him.

And where are these pictures
you promised me?

Oh, Dad. I can't ask Harmon
to make prints specially for me.

I said I'd pay for them.

Are you sure you asked him at all?

Have you told him about
the other man in your life? Me.

Oh, Daddy, it's not that way at all.

Well, at this rate, you'll have enough money
to go to college this fall.

By the way, what is your next modeling job?

I don't know.

That money is for the job I did last week.

And he hasn't called me lately.

Are you sure he's satisfied with your work?

Oh, I'm sure he is. It's just that...

He isn't asking you to do anything
I wouldn't approve of, is he?

(Gasps) Oh, no! Nothing like that!

Don't you think I ought to meet
this fellow Harmon?

Daddy, it's just a professional relationship.

I guess I'm glad to hear that.

I'm sure he'll call me again.

I hope he does, Kim.

If you're accepted at Craxton,
we will have to have the tuition money ready.

Of course, you can always wait a year.

A year?

Let's not worry.

He'll probably call.

I wish I had enough money
so never to have to worry at all.

You've always taken pretty good care of me.

And you know I love you.

Besides, you're the best father I've ever had.

(Laughs)

(sighs) Mr. Lang,

we're gonna lose all our distributors
unless we get some new pictures.

We just haven't got a thing to sell.

The boy is right, Harmon.

We've poured a lot of money
into this new girl. What's happening?

Well, I haven't called her in a week.

Guess we'll just have to outwait her.

And then, when she gets edgy,
we'll just pull her into the net.

- Poor kid.
- (Scoffs) Look, Harmon,

I think you're on the wrong track
with this Kim anyway.

Do you know that she's known all over school
as the biggest prude since Queen Victoria?

(Lang) Larry, you stick
to the distribution end of the business.

"Cosi fan tutte as Mozart said.

What does that mean?

- It means women are all alike.
- (Scoffs)

Not this babe. (Scoffs) Take it from me.

I tried that one myself.

And, uh, if I couldn't make it with her,
then nobody can.

(Harmon groans)

Look, boys, our business is pleasure.

Let's do it in front of the camera.

(Scoffs) Well, I'm willing if she is.

Harmon, I'll bet you a week's take

that you couldn't take a picture
of the two of us that you can sell.

Oh, Larry...

It's OK. It's OK.
None of us are gentlemen anyway.

- (Scoffs)
- Get out your money, big mouth.

(I Dramatic music)

Gee, uh, I'm sorry, Kim, but I just, uh,

don't have any assignments
that fit you right now.

Yeah, yeah. I know you need the work, but...

Oh, now, come on, Kim.
Certainly you're a good model.

Uh-huh.

What?

Oh, uh...

Yes. Yes. I'm shooting some pictures.

But I don't think you'd wanna pose for these.

Look, Kim, I'll tell you what.

Why don't you come down here,
we'll talk about it.

Ooh, no, no, no. Not now, not now.

Make it about 5 o'clock, OK?

Good bye.

Hey, while you're fiddling, Rome is burning.

Your stick's getting cold.

(Harmon) Don't worry. I'll put some more fire under it.

Besides, it's well done anyway.

Hello, loud mouth?

Listen, pole vault down here about 5:30, huh?

Yeah, yeah. Back door.

Yeah, the old cloak and dagger stuff.

OK.

All right.

More contributions
to the delinquency of a minor?

Well, now, if she's, uh, anything like you,
contributions will be gladly accepted.

I could never do that.

Well, I told you you wouldn't do it.

Haven't you anything else?

Look, sweetie, this job will keep me
and whoever does the job tied up for weeks.

It's a tremendous job.

But why does your client
have to see me like that?

I told you. This company,
uh, they make under things.

And they wanna take a look at you.

First, I got them to settle
forjust a photograph of ya,

instead of a personal inspection.

And then I got them to settle
for just the upper half.

What if I pose in my bra?

Look, you want me to lose the deal?

Hey, I shouldn't even
be discussing this with you.

Look, Kim.

Do you trust me?

I guess so.

Did I tell you that this job
pays $500 for two weeks' work?

- $500?
- Mmm-hmm.

Well, I hate to have you pass up that money.

Say, I tell you what.

You pose for me

and I'll take some shots of you
and then I'll show you the shots.

If you don't like 'em, we won't submit 'em.

Tear 'em up and forget the whole thing.

Sound fair enough?

(sighs)

Look, kid, yes or no. You don't like the deal,
you can get up and leave.

There's plenty of models around.

I can't sit here all afternoon, you know?

Where can I...

Back in there.

Just the upper half, you said.

Oh, come on. What is this, a nursery school?
Yeah, yeah, sure. Just the upper half.

(sighs)

(I Soft orchestral music)

(Harmon) Get up here, Kim,
would you please?

Oh, come on, come on!

I've done enough bathing suit shots of you

to know that you won't be embarrassed
to give me that dress.

Yeah.

Give me the rarest thing every time.

Now, as soon as I fix this light,
we'll get started.

(Harmon) OK.

Drop.

Get some focus here.

Move a bit to the left.

OK, now let's make one.

Uh, put your hair over your left shoulder.

And give me the hands behind the neck.

That's it. Now look
just to the right of that light there.

Now, put your right shoulder back a little bit.

Straighten up now.

Come on. Come on, Kim, smile.

That's it. OK, hold it.

(Camera clicks)

OK, Kim. Now that was fine.
Now turn to your right.

That's the girl.

OK, now for this shot, tell you what you do.

Put your, uh...
put your hair back in your back then.

Where it was before. That's the girl.

OK, now put your arms upstretched.

Arms upstretched. Come on, way upstretched.

Come on, Kim.

Pull your tummy in,
put your arms out further stretched.

Like you're diving. Come on, come on.

- Now smile. Hold it. There, that's good.
- (Camera clicks)

Uh, I'll tell you what, Kim,
uh, let's do that again, huh?

Uh, put your hair over your shoulder.

Your left shoulder there.

And then, you know, back the way you were,
arms outstretched.

(Footsteps approaching)

(Kim) Who's that walking?

(Harmon) Uh, it's just me, uh, walking around.

OK, now arms outstretched. That's it.

- OK.
- (Larry) Hey, look this way.

- (Camera clicks)
- (Gasps and screams)

(Laughs)

Thanks a lot!

(Laughs)

(Larry) Now that'll look good in my scrapbook.

(Laughs)

(Clears throat)

Hey, Kim.

When you're through with your hysterics,

get dressed and get out here.

We've got business to discuss.

(Laughs)

That'll be one bet that'll be a pleasure to lose.

(Laughs)

(Harmon) You know something?

(sighs)

There's only one other person in this world
more disgusting than you.

(Larry) Who? Ajax?

Mmm-mmm. Me.

(I Orchestral music)

(Sobbing)

Kim! Kim, what's the matter?

Oh, that awful boy, that Larry.

He told me I'd have to pose.

Pose without any clothes
or he'd show the pictures to my father.

Oh, that little snake.

Sandra, what'll I do? What'll I do?

Well, first of all, honey, don't get hysterical.
It's not gonna help you.

(Sobs) I'm better now.

Sandra, what can I do?

I can't let them show those pictures.

What do they want them for?

Why would Harmon do that?
I thought he liked me.

You want my advice? Well, here it is.

You're not going to like it, honey,
but hear me out, please?

If you don't go along with these morons,

they're gonna place your bosom
all over this town.

Honey, my suggestion is this. Pose for them.

(Sobbing)

But... but I can't.

Why would they do such a thing?

Do you want them to show those pictures
all over town?

Kim, you gotta do it.

They probably won't even use film.

All they want to do is take a good look.

(Sobbing)

That won't help, Kim.
You have to make up your mind.

Snap out of it, honey.

Haven't you ever
been looked at by a man before?

You mean without... Of course not.

I don't know what to do.

(Sobs) You really think if I...

It's the only way. I know these kids, honey.

They send snapshots to your father
just to be mean.

All you do is turn your head away
when they snap the picture. That's all.

(crying)

I guess you're right.

It's my own fault for posing for Harmon
in the first place.

I'll have to go through with it.

But then I'm through with Harmon for good.

Even if I can't go to college this fall.

(I Dramatic music)

She's hooked.

(Ajax) Come on! Let's go! Off with the clothes.

Come on, Ajax.
Quit acting like the ape you are, will ya?

Look, Kim, I'm truly sorry about this. I gotta...

He's right. We're not here to serve tea.

You know the terms.

No face shots and Ajax leaves the room.

Look, little Miss Bright Eyes,

you're in no position to dictate terms.

You know, uh, you're pretty anxious
to show off your body to Harmon, yeah?

Now it's our turn.

If I wanna sell tickets, I'll do it.

Yeah, and another thing, too.

Ajax stays, see.

You're just lucky there aren't a dozen of us.

(Ajax and Larry laugh)

And, uh, have you ever seen Ajax in action?

(Laughing)

He's like a mad bull.

Now you give me a hard time
and I'll just correct...

Listen, punk, one more word out of you

- and I'll pick you up off the floor with a mop.
- (Sighs)

Now, this conversation
was no part of the deal.

Now, Ajax can stay,
but no more of this nonsense.

(Scoffs) Ah, who wants her anyway?

You mean I can go?

Uh, no, Kim, I'm afraid not.

Come on, come on.
Let's get started here, uh...

Kim, you, uh, better go in the dressing room
and get ready, huh?

Go ahead, Kim.

(Ajax) Ah, let her undress here.

You better get going.

(Scoffs)

OK, is everything ready?

Say, how did I ever get mixed up
with you two characters anyway?

You're mixed up all right. I'll tell you that.

You try to get unmixed
and you're gonna lose your bankroll.

And about ten years to boot.

You know, you can always make those
license plate mug-shots at Leavenworth.

If I do, punk, you'll be right there with me.

Not me, Daddy-O, now, you forget I'm a minor.

And the worst that can happen
to a juvenile offender is probation.

Mr. Lang said so. (Chuckles)

And I'll tell you the truth. It's, uh...

It's worth it for the dough
that I'm making. (Chuckling)

(Groans) You don't want me
in these shots, huh?

Why, you moron.

You wanna spoil everything?

You know, she can still walk out
until we get these shots.

That stuff we shot the other day
isn't even illegal.

- (Chuckles)
- Yeah, he's right.

Just, uh, just wait a couple of days.

Now, today you can sit in a dark corner
and just, uh, just look,

or, uh, ever else you wanna do, Ajax,

because nobody's gonna be looking at you.

OK, OK. I'll wait till she's ripe.
What's keepin' her now? Jeez.

Come on, slowpoke, shake a leg, huh.

Come on.

Come on, Ajax. Cut that out. Come on.

(Chuckles)

I'm sorry, Kim,
but, uh, you better get out here.

(Kim) I'm about ready.

Could I keep my sweater on until I...

Yes, yes, you can,
uh, leave your sweater on, Kim.

Over here, Kim.

(Larry) OK, OK, off with the sweater.

Pease, give me just a moment.

(Larry) Oh, what is it with this
red carpet treatment?

Who does she thinks she is,
the Queen of Sheba?

I said I'd do it and I'll do it-.

You said you'd give me the prints

and all the negatives from those pictures
we took the other day.

Yes and here they are.

- All the prints?
- All the prints.

But I don't see why you'd want these when
the shots we're gonna take today, they're...

I want them.

Look, Kim, I'll give them to you
if I have your solemn word

that when you get them,
you'll go through with today's poses.

I said I'd do it, Harmon.

Now, Kim, you've got to understand,

if you refuse after I give you these pictures,

I'll have the responsibility
of a smashed studio.

Now, you know Ajax when he gets wound up.

I understand.

You have my word.

(Larry) Come on, what's she doing?
When's the curtain going up?

I'm ready.

(Harmon) Soon as I adjust this light,
we're good to go.

(Larry) on... Like, wow!

(Larry moans)

(Ajax) Wait till I get my hands on that.

(Kim) Are you finished, Harmon?

(Harmon) No, no, I'm still adjusting the lights.

It'll just be, uh, just a few minutes, Kim.

- (Kim) What was that?
- (Harmon) Uh, nothing, nothing, nothing.

- (Kim) You took a picture.
- (Harmon) No, no, honey.

I was just, uh, just testing the lamps.

(Larry) Over here.

You shot my face!

- (Crying)
- (Larry) Get up-

- I said get up!
- (Screaming)

- You get away from her.
- (Sobbing)

(Harmon) Come on, let's get up.

(Harmon) That's enough, come on.

(Ajax) Hey, give me that sweater.

Boy trouble, gorgeous?

No, Daddy. Everything's fine.

You don't look like everything is fine.

I'm just tired, I guess.

Have you heard
from that photographer lately?

Well, I...

No. No, I haven't.

I don't know why, honey,

but I think that photographer
is what is the matter with you.

Why do you think that?

Now, honey.

Have I touched the wrong nerve?

Why doesn't everyone just leave me alone?

(Door slams)

(indistinct conversations)

(Larry) You see this girl who just sat there?

Her name's Kim.

- (indistinct conversations)
- (Men exclaiming)

(Man 1)That's her. Kim.

(Man 2) Oh, my God. Look at this!

(indistinct conversations)

You're Kim, aren't you?

Excuse me. I forgot that you're a lady
who doesn't speak to strangers.

Ain't that right, fellas?

Oh, I don't know if she's a lady but, ha-ha,
I got proof she sure ain't no gentleman.

(All laughing)

I'm a photographer and I need some
special pictures.

I was referred to you.

Larry. You know Larry, don't you?

He said you'd be glad to pose.

(Men chuckling)

- (Ail laughing)
- (indistinct chattering)

(Phone ringing)

- Hello?
- Hello, is this Miss She/wood?

Miss Sherwood, are you there?

Yes.

Miss Sherwood, my name is Lang.

L-A-N-G.

I wanna speak with you about something.
Are you free to talk?

Yes. What is it?

Miss Sherwood,
I understand you've had some difficulty.

I want to help you.

Miss Sherwood, do you hear me?

I wanna help you.

How can you help me?

Well, now, my dear, this, uh, really isn't
the kind of thing we discuss on the phone.

But if the names Larry and Harmon
mean anything to you,

I suggest we spend
a few minutes in conversation.

My dear, let me speak bluntly.
You're in trouble,

and I'm the only one who can help you.

Now, pull yourself together
and tell me that you understand that.

L... l understand.

Good, good.

I'll have you picked up in 15 minutes.

My office is downtown
and there'll be nothing improper.

Don't worry about a thing,
I only wanna talk to you.

(SObs)

What do you mean?

Just be ready in 15 minutes.

Get her.

(Laughing)

Kim, would you please sit here?

Sandra, you stay.

Kim,

uh, as I explained on the phone,
you're in trouble.

And I'm the only one that can get you out.

First of all, I want you to know
that I know everything.

I know that you posed for Harmon.

I know that certain pictures were taken of you
which, perhaps, didn't flatter you.

I also know what Larry forced you to do,

and that you want to go to Craxton
and you need money.

You should understand
that if you do go to Craxton,

this little episode in your life
will be completely over.

You can forget about it.

The pictures were of someone else.

After four years in college,
it'll be a dead issue.

But how can I go to Craxton?

I can't pose for Harmon again.

You can go to Craxton
and you can pose for Harmon again.

Kim, you're in trouble.
You'd better listen to me.

I won't pose again. I won't!
I don't care about Craxton!

They can show their filthy pictures.
I don't care anymore!

- Sit down!
- I'm leaving.

Don't be a fool.
This is the only man who can help you.

I'm getting out of here.

Before you leave,
there's something you should hear.

Larry, come in here through the front door.

(Larry over intercom) Yeah, OK.

Yes, Mr. Lang.

(Scoffs)

Well, well, well.

If it ain't the Queen of Sheba.

Or should I say Lady Godiva.

All right, Larry, stop it.

Now, listen and listen good.

I'm issuing you an order.

If I don't push that intercom
in exactly three minutes,

I want you to make up 100 prints of Kim.
You got that?

I got it, Mr. Lang.

I'll work overtime on that.

And the first print, the first print,
I want it to go to Mr. Sherwood.

Kim's father. Have you got that?

I got it, Mr. Lang.

I'll make sure he gets two sets.

All right, now get outta here.

I said, get outta here.

Now, Kim, you'd better sit down.

We only have three minutes.

It's time for straight talk, Kim.

It's not my fault you posed for Harmon.

It's not my fault
you posed for Larry in the nude.

You did it. It's your problem.

It's pretty late to act prissy and prim.

All you kids make me sick.

You act like Little Miss Muffet
and down inside you're dirty.

Do you hear me? Dirty!

You're greedy and self-centered
and think you can get away with anything!

And you're no better than the girl
who sells herself to a man.

You're worse because you're a hypocrite.

And now, Little Miss Muffet is in trouble
and she's all outraged virtue.

Well, you listen and you listen well!

You're damaged merchandise
and this is a fire sale.

And you walk out of here and your reputation
won't be worth 15 cents.

You'll do as I tell you, do you hear?
You'll do as I tell you!

(Lang sighs)

I'm sorry.

Sorry for the lecture, my dear,
but it was necessary.

Now, listen well.

There are two parts to this.

Some of it you'll like,
some of it you may not like,

but it won't hurt you, all right?

All right.
Now, let's have the pleasant part first.

You'll be given a paid-up,
one-year tuition to Craxton

starting this fall.

What's the unpleasant part?

He didn't say unpleasant.

He said you might not like it,
but it won't hurt you.

I guarantee it won't.

Here's what you do for the money.

You'll pose for one day for Harmon.

The shots will be nature studies

with you, Sandra and another girl.

If you do this graciously,

I promise you this will be the end.

Sandra has found some more willing models.

You're in this?

You're the one who got me to pose.

Don't hate me, Kim.

I was worse off than you.

They've got shots of me with Ajax.

'Max?

These shots with you are my last.

Mr. Lang is letting me get out.

Kim, you're lucky.

They don't have pictures of you, with a man.

Let me make a point, my dear.

Ajax... What's the word? Mmm, lusts.

He lusts after you.

He wants to be in pictures with you.

I could've insisted that you do this,
but I'm a gentleman.

Well, what's your answer?

Let me ask you one question.

Is Harmon in this with you?

What do you think?

Yes. What do you think?

Mr. Lang, I've learned a lot
right here this afternoon.

I guess I've grown up.

I'll do what you say,

but if this isn't the end,
I'll have to tell my father to call the police.

Do you understand? I mean it.

I know you do, my dear.

And I respect your view.

Larry, no prints of Miss Sherwood.

You got that? No prints.

And now, I think we can stand adjourned.

(I Dramatic music)

Marie, uh, you'd better be careful.

I don't care anymore. I'm through.

I'm going to the police.

If I can turn chief evidence,
they can't do much to me.

Don't worry, Sandra,
I won't tell about you or Harmon.

But Larry, that Mr. Lang, and Ajax.

They deserve what they're gonna get.

If they find out?

I don't care.

By the time they do, they'll be under arrest.

That Ajax shouldn't be allowed
to walk the streets.

I'm gonna blow a whistle
on this operation once and for all.

Marie, be careful.

Too late for that now, baby.

(Whistles) Ajax.

(sighs)

Ajax, Marie wants to leave us.

I think you wanna persuade her to stay.

(Laughs) I'm your boy.

(I Orchestral music)

(inaudible)

One word and it's twice as hard on you.
We don't like quitters.

Please! I wasn't gonna do anything, please.

We was gonna give you a choice. Me or this.

But now, I'm gonna give you a present. Both.

(Shrieks) No.

One more peep out of you and you get
twice as much, you understand?

Let me go. Let me give what you want.

Now, do you understand?

Stand up.

- Stand up!
- (Whimpers)

(Struggling and screaming)

Get onto that bed!

- (Marie sobbing)
- (Laughing)

(Belt snapping)

(Marie continues crying)

(Laughing)

(Door closes)

Get me the police.

- (inaudible)
- (I Soft orchestral music)

OK, Shirley, that's it.

Have fun.

You about ready for Ajax?

Bring him on. I'm ready, willing and able.

OK. Go ahead, Ajax.

(Shirley giggling)

OK, you guys can start anytime.

(Ajax laughing)

(Ajax) OOH...

(Shirley) Whatever you can do, I can do better.

- (Ajax) Oh, yeah?
- Now, don't look at the camera.

(Shirley giggling)

(Ajax and Shirley chuckling)

Better her than me.

Well, Sandra, is, uh, is Kim here with you?

Yeah, I let her in with my key.

She's back in the dressing room
with the other girl.

Uh, OK, um, that's all. I ran out of film.

(Shirley moaning and giggling)

Come on, Ajax, cut that out.

(Ajax) Aw, man. I was just getting started.

I said cut it out!

(Shirley) You can finish it later, lover boy.

Eh, who wants to?

Say, stick around, will you, please, Shirley?

I have some other shots with another girl.

I'd like to get 'em out of the way
as quickly as possible.

Sandy, would you go get Kim, please?

Don't bother. I'm here.

- Well, Kim, I, um...
- Please don't.

Where do I stand?

Over there.

- (inaudible)
- (I Raunchy orchestral music)

Ajax, get out of there.

You've made enough pictures already.
It's my turn now.

I said, get out of there.

And I said it's my turn.

Come on, lover. I'm ready.

Not you, baby.

Her.

The rest of you, scram! Beat it!

Ajax, I'm warning you. Stay away from her.

I'm warning you, get away!

I've been watching. I want her!

(Kim sobbing)

(I Loud orchestral music)

(Screaming)

(I Soft orchestral music)

(Kim whimpering)

That, ladies and gentleman...

(Kim sobbing)

...is that.

For all of us.

All except you, Kim.

Here, I got something for you.

It's the negatives of all the shots
I've taken of you.

And here.

As for today's award winners...

Now, listen, you...

You get out of here
and you weren't here tonight.

Remember, you weren't here tonight.

(Continues sobbing)

(Breathing heavily)

You still say it was self-defense.

We've heard that one before.

Why did you hit him three times?

Well, you saw the size of that moose.
It took three times to get him down.

I was only protecting myself. That's all.

Let's start all over again.
Maybe we can get the truth out of you.

He was trying to attack a girl,
I tried to stop him,

he attacked me and I defended myself.

(Officer 1) And you just happened to have
a bat laying around?

It was for a photograph. It's just a prop.

(Officer 1) No more, it ain't.
It's evidence, now.

What about this girl?

(Harmon) Well, she's a girl with blonde hair...

(Officer 2) What happened to this girl?

Well, she, uh, she ran.

(Officer 2) I suppose she can verify this story.

Yeah, yeah, if you can find her.

(Officer 1) What's her name?

Uh... I don't know.

First time she ever posed for me.

You don't expect us to swallow that?

I don't expect you to swallow anything.

Look, friend, we knew this character.

He was a bum,
and from his size and reputation,

you'd have no trouble proving self-defense
if you can produce the girl.

Why don't you save yourself a lot of trouble,
like a trip to the electric chair?

Now, where is she and what's her name?

I told you, I don't know where she is.

- (Sandra) Well, I do. She's right here.
- Well, Sandra...

Now, who's this?

Everything he says is true.

That maniac tried to attack me.

Harmon defended me.

If you give me that baseball bat,
I'll give Ajax one more for the road.

He was in this pornography ring
with a man named Lang.

There's nothing like a nice feminine dame.

Let's make a trip to see this fella Lang.

How come this guy
would risk his life defending you?

Because... Because we're engaged.

Yeah, just when did you two
become engaged?

Today.

(I Dramatic music)

Are you sure?

All right, burn everything.

Burn everything and then blow.

Larry, get in here fast.

(Door opens and closes)

- ls something up, Mr. Lang?
- (Scoffs)

Ajax is dead. Harmon killed him.

I don't know what's going on,
but it's every man for himself. Here.

- You buy yourself a ticket to outer Mongolia.
- But, but...

Don't "but" your head against
this stone wall, my boy.

A wise general knows when to retreat.

Oh, wait. While you retreat, what'll I do?

Well, first you burn everything.

And then you buy yourself
a huge supply of food

and you head for an all-night movie.

That's about the only place I can think of
where the police might not look for you.

Wait a minute, is this all?

That's it. We're out of business, lad.

Now, wait a minute.

You mean, you're out of business, Mr. Lang.

(Scoffs) But now I got a feeling
that you're gonna give me more money.

More money, like, now.

(Scoffs) You intuition is faulty, my lad.

I (Larry) All right,
'ets Stop playing games, Lang.

Either I get more loot
and I mean lots more loot,

or I buzz the fuzz,

which to squares like you
means I call the cops.

You forget, my boy, that if you call the police,

it'll do you a lot more harm than good.

(Laughs) Oh, no.

Don't you remember?
Well, you told me yourself.

I'm a minor.

The most I could get as a juvenile offender
is a year's probation.

But you, Lang, you, you get five years.

Well, that's five years of making
little bitty rocks out of great big ones.

So, uh, do I get the money?

(Lang) In words of one syllable, kid, no!

All right, Mr. Lang. It's your funeral.

(Scoffs) No, no, my boy, it's your funeral.

- (Larry) What, what... (Groans)
- (Gunshots)

(Door opens)

(Female operator) Operator, operator.
Trace this call.

(I Dramatic music)

(inaudible)

(Gunshot)

In a way, I'm sorry they're all dead.

But I guess they got what they deserve.

Look, Kim, it's all over and done with.
Try and forget it.

Try and forget the whole sordid mess.

Just like it was a... Well, a bad, bad dream.

You know, like it never really happened.

I don't know if I ever really can.

But I owe you and Sandy
an awful lot, Harmon,

for not getting me involved with the police.

No, Kim, we owe you an awful lot.

Why, you turned us back into human beings
instead of a pair of animals.

(Kim clicks tongue)

You know, Harmon, this is the first time
I've ever seen you wear a tie.

What's that? (Laughs)
Well, I had to get dressed up.

I'm going to a wedding.

- Oh... (Laughing)
- (Laughing) Goodbye, honey.

Good luck.

(Car engine starts)

(I Soft orchestral music)

(Narrator) For every girl who escapes the trap,
another falls into it.

Only an alert society can rid itself
of those who prey upon human weakness,

the scum of the Earth!