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Gentlemen, let's give it up for
the Candy Cat Club's featured
dancer - Duffy.

You're beautiful.

Thanks, baby.

Be polite all you want, kid.

The only thing it's going to
get you is the poor house.

Sorry.

Next up on our stage, please
welcome the seductive Sasha.

All right. One for the money

two for the show.

You have no clue what I'm
about.

All you know about me is what
you see on the stage, okay?

And don't you ever think you
can put your hands on me again.

Stripper drama.

Hey! Slow down, honey. Okay?

Not now, Rikki, okay? Just
leave me alone.

Okay. Well, listen, enough of
the attitude.

All right. I am only trying to
help you, Duffy.

Well, if you really want to
help me

then just leave me alone for
awhile

because I'm a little freaked
out right now

and I don't want to talk about
it.

So what the hell's up with you?

Just let her be, Tina.

Oh, because she's queen bee I'm
supposed to just mind my own
business.

What a concept.

I will mess you up.

Come on, Tina.

You don't want the cops coming
down here again like before.

Okay. One more incident like
that and you're through.

She thinks she's some kind of
big shot.

Always draining every guy's
wallet before anybody else gets
a shot at them.

She even took my best customer.

There ain't a dollar bill left
out there.

Do you want to talk about it?

Talk about what?

Well, all that screaming I
heard a couple of minutes ago.

No, I don't.

Okay, well... I'm here if you
need me.

I know, Zoe. I get it, okay.

(whispers) Whatever.

It's really coming down out
there.

Weather man says it's going to
be raining cats and dogs until
tomorrow afternoon.

Gary's always wrong. He's not
even a meteorologist.

That's why I watch Channel
Eight weather.

Is the copy in the prompter?

Done. Only breaking story right
now.

Murder in Tinseltown.

Well, what got dropped?

The piece about the cat that
plays the piano.

Oh, I liked that one.

Turns out he was faking. Ten
seconds, everybody. Here we go.

Five, four...

Good evening, I'm Constance
Turner and this is a Channel
Six overnight news break.

Police are searching for clues
tonight

in the shooting death of a
young dancer outside a downtown
strip club.

The shooting victim was shot
execution style in the club's

back parking lot just after
midnight.

Police released these photos of
the shooting victim.

Twenty-six year old, Ann
Turner, who worked as a dancer
at the Candy Cat... police..

What's going on with her?

... are hoping that anybody....

I don't know.

(On TV) ...any...

police hope that anybody who
has seen anything will contact
them

and... and we will be back
right after the break...

(On TV) Spring is just around
the corner...

Constance, it's Doctor Hubbard.

I just saw what happened. If
you want to talk about it I'm
here.

Hey, you okay?

Yeah. I just lost my place. And
I... I... just that...

I'll be fine. Let's... just let
me finish it.

You sure?

Yes. We're almost back.

Okay.

(On TV) - And it looks like the
rain will continue through
tomorrow afternoon

so if you have any weekend
travel plans, make sure you
give yourself extra time.

Okay. Good. Morning crew's
going to be here soon. You did
a good job.

Thanks.

That story about the dancer?
Did you know her?

She was my sister.

Wow.

You know, she was the wild
child of the family, you know.

She was willful and headstrong.

She was always just so
determined to do her own thing

no matter what it did to my
parents.

Look, I feel like I'm prying
here now.

No. It's all right. Look, I am
sorry. I should have told
someone.

I understand. I mean this has
to be incredibly difficult for
you.

I... I... I should have reached
out to her more.

I should have been a better
sister and she did not deserve
this.

Look, tell you what. This has
been a big shock for you.

Why don't I give you a ride
home and we can talk about it,
okay?

Come on. Come on. Come on.

Thanks, John.

You're welcome. Watch your step.

So, maybe I should contact the
police. Tell them who I am.

No. Police can wait until
you've rested.

There's nothing you're going to
say now that's going to make a
difference.

Maybe you're right.

I am right. Besides the world's
going to know soon enough.

And I just... I just wish it
didn't have to be you.

You're going to get through it,
okay?

And people will stop caring as
soon as the next big story
comes along. Guaranteed.

Well, isn't that the problem,
John? That people always just
stop caring.

That's the way it is,
Constance. And sometimes that's
the way it should be.

I'm going home. I can drive
myself.

Hey? You going to be okay? I
can follow you.

I'll be fine. And if I'm not,
maybe that's the way it should
be.

Ah! (screams)

Look at that. Rain's all
cleared up. Told you that
Doppler stuff was overrated.

A couple of sausage. Here we
go. And voil�. Your breakfast,
mademoiselle.

I appreciate you coming by but
you didn't have to.

Says you. I talked to Rebecca
and I told her what happened.

She said you could take some
time off if you need to.

I... I don't know how to say
this, John,

but I am capable of making my
own decisions.

I don't need anybody acting on
my behalf.

I know it was well intentioned,
but I stand on my own two feet.
I always have.

Okay. I... thought I was
helping. So I'm sorry.

I know.

Just, now, I am going to be
linked to Annie's story and I
have to face that fact.

You know everything's going to
change and if I hide it's just
going to make it worse.

Maybe. For awhile. I do have
some sleeping pills

or something stronger if you
need it.

No. No, thank you. I... I
just... I don't take anything.

I didn't say you did.

Why are you trying to help me?

Because you're my friend and
I'm worried about you.

Fair enough.

So, I got some errands I got to
do. So I will see you at work
tonight, I guess, huh?

Of course.

Okay. Take care.

Doctor Hubbard? Yeah, can I
come by?

I saw your broadcast last
night. I became concerned about
you.

You're not the only one. I
guess I'm just kind of walking
in my sleep right now.

Did you take anything?

No. No. I wouldn't. You're my
sponsor. I would have called
you.

I know. But I'm also your
friend. And you're right, you
should have called me.

I'm sorry.

So what do the police know?

I got a call this morning from
some detective

but they don't sound that
interested in the death of a
stripper.

I'm sure that's not the case.

I didn't tell anyone. You know,
that I had a... a sister.

Even John was surprised.

John, your producer.

Yeah. My producer and well,
he'd like it to be something
more.

Uh...

Um... how do I put this?

I... I don't want you to get
involved with a man right now.

Look, you've come so far in
reconciling your family issues

and I would hate for you to
lose sight of what's really
important.

Your sister was a big reason
for all of this.

But she's dead.

Death is not the end.

For Ann to truly get out of
your life, you have to be
willing to let her go.

You're so Zen. That's why I
like you.

Look, I'm just a counselor.

It's okay, Doctor. It really is.

Okay. Well, then do me a favor
just call me more frequently
just for my sake, okay?

Okay.

(whispers) Yeah.

The Candy Cat welcomes...

...the southern belle who's a
blonde bombshell.

Let's give it up for Britney.

Would you like a dance?

No, thank you.

Are you looking for a job?
There's an opening.

I have to go. I'm sorry.

Help me.

Hey, how you doing? You know I
tried to return your call a few
times

but it went right to voicemail.

Anything wrong?

Uh... no. I just wanted to tell
you I'm going to take a few
days off, like Rebecca offered.

Good. Give you time to clear
your head. Be good for you.

And also, one more thing, I
need you to do me a favor.

Mmm... anything. What?

Do you still have that police
detective friend?

Yeah.

Do you think he could get me a
copy of Ann's file?

I just want to find out what
they know.

I'll tell you what I'll do.

I'll see what I can find out
but you gotta promise me you'll
leave the police work to the
professionals.

Got it?

Sounds like you're telling me
what to do again.

Oh, my God. What am I doing?

I'm just going to go in there
and ask a few questions.

There's nothing wrong with
that. I'll be fine.

The Candy Cat welcomes...

...the sexy Zoe.

Hey.

Hi. You're new here.

I just came to get a drink. And
I saw you looking at me.

You remind me of someone who
worked here.

Someone very pretty. She got
killed.

Did you know her well... the
girl that got killed?

Well, you never really get to
know the girls, do you?

But Duffy, she was great.

Some of the other girls just
want to shake you down for tips
and dances but Duffy...

she liked to talk.

She did? I mean what did she
talk about?

Hello. Are you here to apply
for a job?

You want to come over to the
bar and talk to me?

Yes.

Okay. My name is Rikki.

Connie.

Come on.

Bye, Connie.

Well, I do have to say that you
have a... very nice look.

And... we are kind of
shorthanded at the moment.

Yeah, I heard about what
happened.

Did you know her well?

Who, Duffy? Yeah, of course I
did.

And I take a very personal
interest in each one of my
girls.

I mean I... I have to.

Why is that?

Well, because I'm like their
Mother Hen.

I've been there, done that and
these girls are like lost
souls.

They're like kids that have
foster parents that don't care
whether they live or die.

I guess they're really lucky to
have you.

Don't fool yourself. I am no
pushover.

You do junk, you rip off my
customers, you steal from me,
and there will be hell to pay.

Tow the line or else?

That's about the size of it.
So, what do you think?

You want the job?

Yes. Please.

You've never danced before in
your life have you?

No. I just really...

I need the money.

Oh, boy. Amen. Don't we all,
sister.

Look, I got a big empty hole in
tomorrow night's roster so if
you want to show up,

you want to shake it a little
bit. I don't tell the girls how
far they can go with the guys.

But one thing directly affects
the other, if you know what I
mean.

I know what you're talking
about.

Okay, have your start paper
filled out and also what I need
from you is your stage name.

Stage name?

Yeah. All the girls have stage
names. No one uses their real
names around here.

Oh. Um... Ann.

Ann? Ann? Okay, well that's
kind of dull.

Uh... do I fill out my
paperwork here?

No, you can take this paperwork
to the dressing room.

It's just down the hall and
introduce yourself to the girls

and I'm sure you will all get
along just fine.

Thank you so much.

Thank you.

Thanks.

Hi, I'm Ann.

Hi. Hey, do you know anything
about these, like, clasp
fastener thingies?

I can't get this one to pop
like the other one

and it's just, like, not as
hot, you know?

Try squeezing it first.

Oh! (laughs) It works! Thanks.

You just started?

Tomorrow.

Have you ever done anything
like this before?

No. Does it show?

Well, you're still standing
there like you're afraid to sit
down.

Just take a load off.

Right. Thanks.

Hey, aren't you scared to work
here?

You mean what happened to that
other dancer? Did you hear
anything about that?

It's a robbery. Maybe.

Maybe?

Yeah, maybe.

Duffy didn't make very many
friends here. Especially not
with Tina.

Oh, and she really didn't like
Misty. She was real jealous.
Oh, and then this...

Britney! Why don't you just
shut your mouth about things
you don't know anything about.

Some of our regulars aren't
exactly gentlemen.

I don't know. I've been
thinking it's a good time to
retire.

Or just move. I hear they
always need good dancers in
Canada.

It's way too cold up there and
who you going to dance for?

Lumberjacks. I mean it's got to
be better and safer than this
place.

Oh, well. I'm up.

Gotta go.

Good luck, Ann. See you
tomorrow.

Thanks.

You're sitting in my station.

You new or something?

I'm Ann.

Great. Don't even think about
looking at any of my regulars.

I will seriously mess you up if
you do, got me?

Sure.

Tina, don't be so mean. She's
never even danced before.

I know. And those creeps eat
girls like her for lunch.

Okay. I'm up after Zoe. See you
guys later.

Tina, can I ask you a question?

Get away from me.

Who are you? New girl?

Ann.

Ann?

That was Duffy's real name.

I don't know anything about
that.

She made somebody really mad.

And that person was you?

No. Not me. I'm Pax. Bartender.

I make it my business to know
all the dancers.

Bully for you.

I'm not a bully, baby. I'm a
lover. Can't wait to see your
act.

Damn.

Where you going in such a
hurry, darling?

Sorry, I don't start until
tomorrow.

Come on. Come on. I got a
little secret for you.

You hear anything about...

about that dancer that was
killed... Duffy?

Why? Do you know something
about it?

Well, I know a few things. I
know who killed her.

Who?

Well, maybe you and I should
talk because...

how much is it worth to you?

You don't know anything.

Hey, I know that you're the
girl from "T.V."

(whispers) No, I'm not.

Well, sure you are. See, I'm
good with faces like that.

Yeah, see, you painted it up
different but it's you okay.

All right. Yeah. Hell, maybe I
can get a couple of bucks for
a, you know,

a reporter working undercover
as a stripper.

Rusty, damn it. What the heck
are you doing here?

You know you're not supposed to
be taking photographs. Get out
of here.

I'm going. All right, I'm going.

Yeah. Go. Go.

You okay?

Who's there?

Hey.

I was going to knock you out,
kid. Sneaking around like that.

You shouldn't have taken that
reporter lady's picture.

It's not polite.

You're not a nice man.

Why don't you mind your own
business, huh?

Get the hell out of here before
I kick your ass.

Yeah, run away.

Feel better?

I'm fine. Just a little amped
up.

Maybe you can get your doctor
to prescribe you something for
that.

No pills for me. I'm alert and
that's how I like it.

Good. Because you were right.
My detective friend called me.

Said they don't have any real
leads on your sister's case,

so they're going to treat it
like a robbery gone bad.

But it wasn't.

Yeah. I'm sorry. He did say
though that...

he'd call me if anything
changed.

All right. Thanks.

Anytime.

Tired?

No, not really. Why, what you
got in mind?

This.

I think I thought...

I thought this was what you
wanted, right?

Yeah, it is. But... uh...

Do you got a problem with that?

No.

Oh... she's... she's...

Hey. Hey, hey. You okay?

Yeah.

What's going on?

I just had a nightmare. I'm
fine.

Okay. All right. You sure?

I am so sorry I gotta run.

We got development meetings all
day into the night.

Are you going to be okay?

Yes. I am taking it easy per
your instructions and I feel
better already.

Good.

You call me if you need
anything, okay.

Okay.

Hey, Sam. I've been thinking
about you... yes.

Yes. I will. Soon. I promise.

Okay.

I'm afraid I don't have any
good news for you.

There really hasn't been any
change since you were here last.

Nothing at all?

I wish I had something more
reassuring to tell you

but there really isn't anything
else to say.

The trauma is beyond any
treatment that I've been able
to prescribe.

We keep waiting for some kind
of breakthrough

and hoping it will happen but I
just don't know when.

No signs, no anything for
months. How can that be?

The mind is an amazing thing.

Sometimes it hangs only by a
thread.

We really don't know why she's
not responding.

But I do believe that she knows
that you're here.

I really thought that after the
operation...

We removed glass fragments from
the brain.

But the impact from the
collision,

it caused damage in other areas
that we're unable to determine.

At least your other sister came
out of it okay.

They always say the drunk
driver has the best chance of
survival.

I know your other sister feels
terrible about what happened.

She should. She caused it.

She's lucky she didn't kill
anyone.

Really? Julie's as good as
dead. Now Annie's dead, too.

I'm sorry. I didn't know.

It doesn't matter. Can I see
her now?

Of course.

Hey. Mind if I come in?

So, I just spoke with Doctor
Miller and he says you're doing
great.

And it won't be long before
you're up and running around
again.

Doesn't that sound fun?

Julie, I hate to bring you bad
news because I don't...

we don't need anymore in our
lives right now.

But there is something very
important I need to tell you.
Annie's dead.

Somebody killed her.

It happened a few days ago and
nobody knows who did it.

You know it might have been one
of those

psycho customers at the club
where she dances at or...

or it might have been a drug
deal gone wrong or...

well you know Annie.

She's always up to something
funny.

Anyway, the police aren't
interested

so I'm working at the club
myself to uncover the truth.

I will find Annie's killer. And
when I do...

I just wish I danced better.

I hear the tips aren't bad.

I'll be back as soon as I know
something.

I love you.

I owe this to you, Annie.

No matter what happens

I will find who did this to
you.

I promise.

Why do you always look so
worried, Sam?

It's my job to look worried.

What's with the new face? Are
you going out tonight?

Just wanted to get out of my
own skin for a little bit, I
guess.

It... it reminds me of your
sister a little bit.

Oh. Really?

Yeah. By the way, how are you
doing with that?

I'm trying really hard to work
through this with her.

What do you mean?

I have seen her.

You mean you've been down to
the police station

so you can identify the body,
right?

That's right.

Look... I saw Ann every so
often... you know.

Look... I saw Ann every so
often... you know.

Why didn't you tell me?

She was going through a lot of
emotional stuff about Julie
and...

well, you understand, I...
it's...

it's really not appropriate for
me to talk about it anymore at
this time.

Julie?

Why does everybody hide things
from me?

Well, I didn't expect to see
you back here.

I always follow through on my
promises.

That's surprising.

That so?

Especially when it comes to
women.

Are we that predictable?

You're all seeking your daddy's
approval.

You're crazy territorial.

And you all think you're good
girls.

But deep down you got a dark
jacked up,

twisted side that just loves
guys like me.

And what type of guy is that
besides nauseating?

I'm a wolf, baby.

In wolf's clothing.

You got that right.

Who's the new bitch?

Oh, that's Ann. She came in
yesterday.

Well, she's sniffing around my
man and I don't like it.

Whatever, Misty. Who hasn't Pax
tried to bang around here?

I don't care about that, Skank.
He's mine now.

Good. He's a mega-loser.

I'm going to kill you, you know
that?

Try it.

Misty, you're up.

I hope she dies.

I am so glad to see you here.

Thanks.

I'm a little bit nervous.

You know what, I've got a great
idea. Why don't you watch Misty?

She is one of our greatest
dancers.

But... do yourself a favor, try
not to get on her bad side.

Well, actually, I don't even
think she has a good one.

Please welcome to the stage,
the lovely Misty.

No. There's no way I can dance
like that. Maybe if I...

Look, you're here, right? Trust
me. These guys...

they are all going to fall in
love with you.

I'll go get ready now.

All right. You're going to do
good.

New girl seems all right.

Yeah. She asks a lot of
questions, too.

What the hell were you doing
with that new girl?

Just my job.

You know what happened to your
last "new" girl, right?

What the hell is that supposed
to mean?

She's dead. And now this one.

You ready?

No.

Oh, you'll be fine.

This... this just isn't me.

Yeah, we've all said that
before. And you can tell
yourself it's all about the
money.

But the fact is, there's got to
be a small part of you

that really enjoys it or else
you won't be any good at it.

How is that?

Well, it's the freedom. The
attention.

The feeling of being desired by
someone when you're on the
stage

with the lights on you just
doing your thing.

That makes sense, right?

More than you know.

Good. Because you're up next.

And now the Candy Cat is proud
to present our newest dancer.

Let's put our hands together
for Ann.

Guys, be gentle. It's her first
time.

Bravo.

And don't you tell me you had
never done that before.

Yeah. Nice. Now, you've just
got eight more hours of it to
go.

Anyways, I'm off early tonight.
Got me a date. I hope he's a
nice guy.

He won't be.

He'll take advantage of you
just like all the others,

you brain dead floor mat.

Do you have to be so mean to
everyone?

Yes, I do. Mind your own
business.

I work here now. Get used to it.

Don't challenge me. Don't ever
challenge me.

Where did you get that necklace?

It's mine!

It's not. It's...

What do you mean it's not mine?

You stay the hell away from me,
you freak. I mean it.

I will kill you.

You know, with the cops looking
for a murderer

you might want to lay off that,
"I'll kill you," routine for
awhile.

Here's an exotic treat from the
far east...

east Los Angeles. Let's give it
up for Tina.

Oh, hey. Not bad. Not bad at
all. Could use a little
polishing

but that's okay because you've
got something...

you've got something so natural
that you can't teach.

Thank you.

You're welcome. Are you ready
to make some money?

Because I have a gentleman over
here who would

like a private dance with the
new girl.

Actually, I don't...

okay.

Good. Come with me. I'll
explain how it works.

This is Julian. He is one of
our best customers.

I guess, Rikki. Thanks.

He's harmless.

So, you want a lap dance.

Uh... yes. Yes, please. Mostly
just talk though if that's okay.

What do you want to talk about?

Um... why you're here. I mean,
why you're really here.

I don't really know what...

You're Constance Turner from
Channel Six.

You do the overnight news.

I don't.

It's okay. It's okay. I'm not
going to say anything.

And neither is Rusty. The guy
who took your picture.

How did you know about that?

I stole his phone.

Why?

I don't want him messing up
what you're doing.

Are you working on a story?

Maybe I can help you, right. I
hear a lot of things around
here.

How well did you know Duffy?

She was my favorite. She gave
me things.

What type of things?

I'd rather not talk about it.
It's kind of private.

So what do you want to talk
about?

I'm not comfortable talking
here. A lot of people overhear
things.

If you're interested, call me.

Maybe we can go out for dinner.
I mean... my treat.

All right. I'll call you.

You did really good tonight.

Is it okay if I go now?

Yeah, of course. We're closed.

And by the way you did a
really, really good job tonight
and I hope you stick around.

Goodnight, all.

'Night, Tina. I'm going to have
Pax walk you out to your car.

No, thanks. I'll take my
chances.

Okay.

Hey, Quinn.

Hi. I didn't expect you tonight.

Uh, have you seen John anywhere?

I thought he was with you. He
said he had to help you with
some things about your sister.

Think you'll be back soon?

They've got me doing the
overnights but you know

I'm only happy when I'm out in
the field.

Yeah, don't worry. I think I'll
be back soon.

Oh, good. Hey, do you mind
taking a listen to some copy?

I'm trying to make things sound
less stodgy but I don't think
I'm very good at it.

Yeah, sure. Go for it.

Okay, good.

Police report another murder
downtown as the body of Russell
Barnes

was found in the back alley not
far from the Candy Cat Lounge,

the scene of a gruesome murder
just days ago.

Oh, I'm sorry, Constance. I
totally forgot.

What happened to the guy?

He was strangled.

Are you ok?

Ah! (screams)

Whoa, what are you doing here?

Where have you been?

Just now? I was taking care of
some business.

Quinn said you were with me.

Quinn's a bubble head. Now,
what's going on with you?

I've been seeing Ann's life.
Like I don't know how.

I can't tell you how, but all I
know is that police aren't
doing anything.

Did you go to the Candy Cat?

One of the dancers had her
necklace. And a gun.

You know that place is
dangerous.

I had to for Ann's sake.

Ann is dead.

Now, you know how crazy you
sound right now?

I thought you understood, but I
see you don't.

Yeah, no kidding.

Hey, there's been another
murder downtown.

Another dancer at the Candy
Cat... Tina somebody.

Suffocated.

Oh, my God.

You stay away from me, okay.

You're dead! You're dead!

You're not the delivery guy.

I know.

I'm calling the police.

Go ahead, kid. Call them.

I'm sure the police would be
very interested about

your involvement in a string of
murders at the Candy Cat.

I'm not involved with that.

This says you are.

How did you get that?

None of your business. And what
my business is is keeping
Constance safe.

So are you seeing her or ever
have anything to do with her,

it's not going to happen ever
again.

Did she...

Did she send you here?

I'm looking out for her.

You see, she's mine. Not yours.

And if I ever have to come back
here again for anything

I'm going to hurt you.

I'm going to hurt you very bad.
Do you understand?

Yes.

Good.

So you stay away from her and
you stay away from the Candy
Cat.

And maybe you won't be the next
victim.

Don't hurt Constance.

Hey! You stay away from her or
I will eat your face!

You got it? Do you got it?

Yes.

(laughs) Good. Lock your door.

A lot of bad folks out there.

(Answering Machine Greeting)
This is Doctor Samuel Hubbard.

I'm not in the office at the
moment but please leave a
message.

If it's an emergency, please
hang up and dial nine-one-one.

Doctor Hubbard, it's a friend
of Constance Turner.

I don't know what you've been
telling her,

or what kind of thoughts you've
been filling her head

with but she's in a very bad
way right now.

And I'm holding you personally
responsible,

you got that?

I can't believe this.

I have worked so hard to make
this place what it is

and somebody is killing all my
people.

Didn't you talk to the police
yet?

Yes. I've talked to them twice.
Twice.

I need somebody to find the
son-of-a-bitch and just
freaking bury him.

Maybe I can help you.

Maybe you can. You hear a lot
of things that go around this
place, don't you?

I do.

All right, great. Then why
don't you tell me and start
from the very beginning.

Somebody came to my apartment
today.

Hey, junior. Thought I'd find
you here.

You run this place?

Who are you?

I want Constance. Would she
happen to be here?

I... I'm sorry. Who?

Look, I'm real sorry about
what's been going on in your
club.

But Constance... she's sick and
her coming here doing...

well, whatever it is she's
doing, it's making her paranoid
and delusional.

So I came by to tell you that
she has to get away from it.

Really? Because every time I
see her here she's open, she's
free and she's happy.

So if there's anybody that she
probably needs to stay away
from... it's you.

You want a lawsuit? You want a
Channel Six news story about
what a dive...

what a dump this place is just
keep talking.

You know, I should probably
tell you that I have been
threatened

by much bigger and better
people than you.

So why don't you do us all a
favor, turn around, walk out my
door and never come back again.

Unless, of course, you want a
lap dance from your girlfriend.

You got no idea who you're
messing with, lady.

And you have no idea who you're
dealing with.

Holy cow, Rikki. That was
badass.

Everybody's a tough guy until
they meet my little friend.

I brought you an ice cream.
It's your favorite flavor.

What do you say?

All right, then.

Mmm. You know, I really
shouldn't be eating this.

Once you start dancing naked
you've got to watch your
weight.

Things have gotten very
complicated, Julie.

People keep getting killed and
I don't know if they're the
right people or not.

I mean one of them's got to be
guilty, right? I mean what are
the chances?

I... I just... I don't know
what to do anymore.

I'm afraid to leave you alone.

I mean what would become of you
if something happened to me.

I can't leave you alone with
these strangers. It just
wouldn't be right.

You've got to know that...

know how much I love you more
than anything.

I love you this much.

Oh, no. I'm sorry. I'm so
sorry.

Don't cry. I am so sorry.

(Answering Machine Greeting)
You have one new message..

(Answering Machine Message)
Doctor Hubbard, it's a friend
of Constance Turner.

I don't know what you've been
telling her,

or what kind of thoughts you've
been filling her head with

but she's in a very bad way
right now.

And I'm holding you personally
responsible,

you got that?

Yeah, I got it.

So, you can see how everything
has gotten so complicated that
the only

real solution is to make sure
that every "I" is dotted and
"T" is... is crossed.

Now, that creates more
complications, of course,

but I feel confident that I
will rise to the task.

I mean so far so good, right?
Oh, what's the matter? Mmm?

No more words of advice.

No more telling me every move
to make.

No more spying on me. No?

Well, good.

Because I have had it up to
here with everybody

just treating me like I'm some
kind of child,

I mean... sorry I'm rambling.
(laughs) Oh.

So, I've got some things I have
to tidy up

so if you'll excuse me I have a
late show to get ready for.

There's someone here to see
you, Julie.

I don't know what you're
expecting

but this girl hasn't spoken
since she was operated on.

I understand that. But this
point I don't have a choice.

Julie, Constance is in big
trouble... really big trouble.

And I want to help her but I
can't find her.

Do you know where she is?

Julie, if you know anything
you've got to try to help us.

Thank you.

What are you doing here,
Constance?

What does it look like I'm
doing?

I'm picking out my costume for
tonight's show.

The club is closed. There's no
one here.

They'll come. They always come.

They'll come to see me.

No one's coming, Constance.

And stop calling me Constance.

She's such a drag, man.

Who are you? Annie?

You're funny.

All that money I paid you to
straighten me out and you still
don't know who I am.

Where's Constance?

I don't know.

Maybe she's dead. Maybe I
killed her.

Annie, you need help. Let me
help you.

Help me? Like you helped my
sister?

I don't think so, Sam.

You're fired.

Oh, my God.

Constance?

Did you kill me, Julian?

Kill you? I didn't kill anybody.

You're the only one left.

How do you explain that?

I think you killed them,
Constance.

I think you killed your own
sister.

And then you killed everybody
you thought was responsible for
what she'd become.

Don't call me Constance!

Why not? Mmm?

Because Constance can't live
with what she's done?

My name is Annie.

Annie! Say it!

All right. Annie.

Okay, now what?

First round's on me.

Sorry for dragging this out.
I'm usually a better shot.

What the hell is going on
around here?

I knew I was forgetting someone.

(laughs) Yeah, everybody's a
tough guy until they meet my
little friend.

Oh, my Gosh. Come on get up.
Get up on your feet.

You're ruining my carpet.

Thank you. You saved my life.

Well, maybe you should stop
hanging out at joints like
this.

You might live longer.

I swear I'm swearing... I'm
swearing off strippers. Okay.

I just want a real relationship
and make it last.

Sorry. Come on.