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- Kim?

It's time to get up, Kim.

Do you hear me, Kim?

Kim, I'm not gonna
call you again,

and you're gonna be late.

Kim, can you hear me?

- I hear you.

- Well, alright, hurry it up.

That looks great.

- What looks great?

- Eating and smoking
at the same time.

- There.

I can smoke and drink coffee
at the same time, can't I?

- Well, you'd better
hurry, there's Kevin.

- It's not Kevin, it's Lucy.

- Not Kevin?

Isn't he picking you up?

- No.

- Why not, what happened?

- I just decided not
to see him anymore.

- That's too bad.

- Not really, who needs him?

- Don't your friends
have any manners?

Hurry up, I'll be getting
complaints from the neighbors.

- You worry about
those assholes.

- Kim!

- 50w)'-

- where are your books?

- What books?

- Your schoolbooks, don't you
have any homework anymore?

- I do my homework in school.

- You do, huh?

No wonder you're
flunking everything.

You're getting to be
just like your father.

If you expect to graduate,

you'd better get in
here every night-

- hey, come on, we're late.

We're late, god!

Oh, hey, I hate to tell you
this, but there's Kevin.

- Hey, that's Annette
lngersol he's with, isn't it?

- Yeah.

- Wow, would you
look at that car?

Where did she ever
get a car like that?

- Her father bought it for
her, where do you think?

Her father's Harry lngersol!

You've heard of Harry
lngersol, haven't you?

- Oh yeah...

Well sure, I mean, he
owns half the town.

But that's a common
name around here.

I didn't know he was her father.

- Yeah, well now you know.

Now she owns Kevin, too.

- I'm sorry, Kim.

- Sorry for what?

He's a flake and she's a bitch.

They deserve each other.

- Well, come on, we'd
better get to history.

- And so we've traced
English history

from the Norman conquest to
the industrial revolution,

whose birthplace was in england.

Now it wasn't just chance

that the industrial
revolution began in england,

it was the indirect result
of a set of British laws

enacted almost

can anyone tell us
what those laws were?

Kim, can you tell us?

- What was the question?

- What set of British laws

led indirectly to the
industrial revolution?

- I haven't the foggiest idea.

- It is something
we have covered many

times in this class.

- I still haven't
the foggiest idea.

- Valerie, can you tell us?

- Yes, the industrial
revolution was the result

of the British navigation laws

under the reign of
Elizabeth I of england.

The navigation
laws were enacted,

which stated that
only British ships

can enter British ports.

The result was-

- can I see you
for a moment, Kim?

- Okay-

- I want to talk to
you about this class.

- I'm flunking out, so?

- Don't you care?

Don't you realize that
if you flunk this class

you don't graduate?

- Can I go now, Mr. donaldson?

If I don't get to my next class,

all I'm going to get
is another lecture.

- Hello, Kim, what's happening?

- Not much, what are you doing?

- I'm just trying to
finish this chapter

before the bell rings.

- You're awfully cold.

You know, I thought
we had a thing going.

- We had a no thing.

I just put up with you
for a while, that's all.

- Is that right?

Well, two years is a long while.

- Aw, come on, you
gotta be kidding

if what you thought
we had was permanent.

Of course, you are
dumb, aren't you?

I heard about your grades.

You probably won't
even graduate.

- I don't deserve that, Kevin.

Hey listen, about that
dance Saturday night-

are we still going?

- Well I don't know about you,

but Annette and I are going.

In style.

Check you later.

- Look, Kim, I want
to know for sure

whether you're
going to the dance.

Well, because if
you're not, I'm not.

- Lucy, why should I go?

- I just don't want to go alone.

I feel strange.

- No way, I'm not going.

- Why not?

Well so what if
Kevin's gonna be there?

It'll be a great
chance to show him

that you don't need him
to have a good time.

Oh, and think of the chance
it'll be to meet guys!

Oh Kim, let's go, please!

- Honestly, mom, how many times

have you already dusted today?

- Just trying to
keep things clean,

and you're certainly no help.

- Clean?

More like antiseptic.

You're always fussing,

but you don't care
about yourself.

Look at you, you're
always in that rag.

- Really, Kim, what
do you expect me

to wear around the house,

an evening gown?

Or maybe one of the minx
your father left me?

Ha!

- Don't joke about daddy.

No wonder he couldn't
stand it here.

You could've looked
decent once in a while,

instead of worrying about dirt,

and dust, and greasy buildups!

Maybe then you wouldn't
have driven daddy away!

And maybe daddy wouldn't
have had to kill himself

because he couldn't
get it up anymore!

That flake.

- Kevin?

- Yes Kevin, who
else would I mean?

Look, I didn't want to
split because of him.

I don't give a fuck who
he sees or what he does.

I just wasn't having
any fun, that's all.

- Okay, so now what do we do?

- Your parents are
still away, aren't they?

- Yeah, so?

- So we hit up on
your dad's bar again.

- Oh, I had such big
plans for tonight.

- Well you're gonna
have to lose your cherry

on your own time.

- I don't like booze that much.

- Look, it's all we've got,
so let's just do it, okay?

- Okay-

- hey, wait a minute!

- What?

- There's Tony!

- Oh, I get it, you want to
make a small purchase, huh?

- Why not?

You don't like booze,
there's the alternative.

- Hey baby, what's happening?

- Whatever's happening, it
ain't happening in there.

- No?

It's still kinda early.

Hey, when are you gonna
start working for me?

- No way.

You've already got two
hookers working for you.

Isn't that enough?

- Yeah, but neither of
them's like you, mama.

Look, you think about it, eh?

- No.

You got any stuff on you?

- Is rauquel Welch stacked?

- I mean the good stuff,

not the shit you sold
me the last time.

- No, this is the new shipment.

Good stuff.

Why don't you get in
and we'll talk price?

- We'll talk price
right out here.

- Come on, I can't do business
like this out in the open.

Besides, you want to see what
you're getting, don't you?

- Okay, but strictly
business, right?

- Oh yeah, I'm all business.

Good, huh?

- Yeah, okay.

How much?

- Well, that depends...

- Business, Tony.

Right?

- What, is Kevin the only one

good enough to make it with you?

Huh?

I guess he is the only
dude you ever made it with.

- The grass, Tony.

How much?

- 20 bucks.

- 20 bucks, what
do you think I am,

the late Howard
Hughes or something?

- It's 20 bucks, baby,

now, end of conversation.

- Okay, but I've gotta get
it from my friend first.

- And when her
strap came undone,

and her top fell off,

there she was, with nothing.

Flat, just like a boy.

I mean, I kind of
felt sorry for her.

If I was flat like that,

I wouldn't want anything
like that to happen to me.

But you gotta admit,

it was kind of funny the
way it happened, right?

What's wrong?

- I just don't feel like
listening to it anymore,

that's all.

- Okay, so we don't
have to listen to it.

- Do you mind if I have a drink?

- No, I don't mind.

Hey, but why drink
when you've got this?

- That stuff isn't
doing anything.

Maybe a drink will help.

- I hope you don't
get mad at me,

but you are acting a
little weird tonight.

"Am I?

- Well, aren't you?

- No, I don't think so.

- Look, it's Kevin.

I know that it's Kevin,

so why don't you just come
right out and admit it?

- Look, Lucy, I don't
give a fuck about Kevin.

He only split because he
couldn't give me all I wanted,

and his poor male
ego got bruised.

Kevin's a prick, and I don't
want to see him anymore again.

Never!

I'm just glad i
found out about him,

and myself.

Things are much clearer.

And I'll tell you
another thing, Lucy.

Starting tomorrow, you're gonna
see some big changes in me.

- What do you mean?

- Man, I'm sick of this shit.

I'm sick of the shit
i take from Kevin.

Sick of the shit I get
at home, in school.

No more.

Starting tomorrow, there's
gonna be some big changes.

- Well, I still don't know
what you're talking about.

What do you mean, a new you?

- I'm gonna be a new woman.

Right now I'm flunking out
of half my classes, right?

No more.

I'm gonna get the
highest grades,

and studying isn't gonna
have anything to do with it.

And I got no money, right?

I'm gonna have money.

And I'm gonna get them both
the nicest fucking way I know.

Daddy?

Daddy, are you awake?

Daddy, can I talk to-

you just wait.

I'm gonna have all the
things my dad couldn't.

- Oh Christ, you're
still stuck on your dad?

Jesus, it's been
nearly two years.

Why don't you let go?

- Just watch.

Starting tomorrow's gonna
be a whole new scene.

- Kim!

Kim, it's that time again.

Kim!

- I'm already up, mother.

- Already up?

Are you sure?

- Would I be talking to
you like this if I wasn't?

- You're not going to
school like that, I hope.

- Why not?

- Well, for one thing,
they'd send you home.

- Don't you know there are
no dress codes anymore?

- Well, I don't care.

This is ridiculous.

Now you march right back
to your room and change.

- Look, mom, I'm 18 years old,

and I can do whatever I want,

so just get off my case, okay?

- Kim.

May I see you for a moment?

- Sure.

- Would you mind
closing the door?

- Shall I lock it?

- That won't be necessary.

- What'd you want to see
me about, Mr. donaldson?

- I think you know
what it's about.

- No, I don't.

- What's the idea coming
to class dressed like that?

- I had nothing else to wear.

- Don't tell me that, Kim.

I know better than that.

- What's wrong with it?

- You disrupted the class,
that's what's wrong with it.

There were more eyes on you

than there were
on the blackboard.

- Is that so terrible?

- Would you try to keep in mind

that this is a
place of learning,

not a beauty contest?

I'm surprised you
haven't been called

into Mr. elmhurst's office!

- I was hoping I'd turn you
on a little, Mr. donaldson.

- What?

- I dressed this
way just for you.

Don't you know you're my
favorite teacher, Mr. donaldson,

and I've always had
a thing for you...

- What's the meaning of this?

I think you'd better
get out of here.

' Why, am I getting to you?

I hope.

- Would you please leave, Kim.

- Sure.

What are you doing after school?

- What I'm doing after school

is hardly any of your business.

- If you're interested,
I'll be at high point.

- I'm not interested.

- Think about it, huh?

High point.

I'll be there, alone.

- Come on, Kevin, let's go.

Can't you get your
eyes off of that slut?

- That's right, Kevin,
you'd better hurry up

before she takes
away your allowance.

What did you call me?

- You're nothing
but a cheap slut.

- Bitch, at least i
don't have to pay for it.

- You couldn't
afford to, dearie.

Let me know if you need a loan.

- Hey, wait a
minute, there's Tony.

I gotta talk to
him for a second.

Back this thing up.

- Peace, bye bye.

Woo, Kim, Jesus.

Is that you?

I mean...

Ls that really you?

- Yeah, Tony, that's really me.

Listen, I gotta see you
later tonight, okay?

- Okay, but why
wait til tonight?

You're seeing me right now.

Get in.

- Haven't time.

But I want to meet
you later, alright?

- Okay-

hey, wait wait wait a minute,

what's this all about, anyway?

- I decided I want
to make some money.

I want to talk
business with you.

- Oh, so you're
gonna finally make

that hot body of
yours pay off, huh?

Dynamite.

Want me to pick you
up at your house?

- No, not there.

I'll meet you at the parking
lot of the disco, okay?

- Alrighty, what time?

- Nine 0' clock.

- Okay, I'll see you at nine.

- Bye.

' Bye bye.

- What was that all about?

- Nevermind.

Hey, can you take
me to high point?

- High point, why?

- I gotta meet someone there.

Way up there?

Who?

- What is this, 20 questions?

Just take me there, okay?

I'll tell you later.

Over here, Mr. donaldson!

Look, Tony, the girl usually
gets 60 percent, right?

That's all I want!

- Well, you're getting
40 and that's it.

I'm getting you the
business, aren't I?

You're using my Van, aren't you?

What the fuck you want?

- Okay, 50.

- What are you,
deaf or something?

I said 40, 40, 40!

40 for you and 60
for uncle Tony.

You don't like it,

you get yourself another
business manager.

- Okay-

and no more rough stuff, huh?

And I can't work
during school hours.

- What, are you kidding me?

I thought you were dropping out.

- I intend to graduate
with top grades.

- What's so important
about school?

- It's important to me, okay?

- Okay, whatever.

Let's try out the bed.

- What?

- Look, honey, I gotta know
what your action's like.

If it's no good, I can't
sell a bad piece of ass.

- My action's good, Tony.

It's real good.

You don't even have
to worry about that.

- Look, honey, when you
buy some stuff from me,

you sample it first, right?

Right?

Well, it's the same with me.

I gotta know what
your action's like,

or the whole
fucking deal is off.

Now let's go in the back.

- Okay-

I will take you up
there once more.

But I'm not gonna
say that I like it.

- Look, you're not gonna
have to do it much longer.

Pretty soon I'll
have enough money,

and I'll be able
to get my own car.

- But do you really know
what you're doing, Kim?

I mean, really know?

- No lectures, huh?

- But you're a hooker!

- So what, it's better than
giving it away, isn't it?

Come on, let's go, Tony's
probably already there.

- Hi.

- How are you doing?

- Alright.

You just made it,
here he comes now.

- Hello there.

- Hi.

- This is Mr. h.

Why don't you treat
him good, okay?

Mr h, 50 bucks.

Now, come on, up front.

- Oh, of course, of course.

- Thank you, Mr. h.

Okay, I'm gonna go across the
street to the hot dog stand.

You guys have a good time, okay?

- Let's get it on.

Which way do you want it?

- I prefer the French
way, if you don't mind.

- Sure, why not.

Beats the Greek way.

- Kim, that's the best.

- Feeling's mutual.

Haven't had enough, have you?

- Paid the man for one serving.

Didn't know this
was a smorgasbord.

- I'm ready whenever you are.

- Alright-

- wait a second.

No freebies.

Pay me cash direct,

and I'll give you a discount.

- So, finally found
some time for me, huh?

- The next report cards
are about to come out.

I want you to know
what grade I expect.

- Expect?

What grade do you expect?

- An a.

- An a?

Well, you really reach
for the moon, don't you?

- I reach for it, and I get it.

- You're gonna get
just what you deserve.

You're out of your
mind, you know that?

You haven't turned
in any homework

since you've been in this class,

you've failed every test.

You're getting an f!

An f for flunking,
f for failure.

- F for forget it,
you'll reconsider.

- Maybe you think so,

but that's exactly the
grade you're getting.

- Have you forgot about
our little get together

that afternoon at high point?

- No, I haven't forgotten.

I also haven't forgotten

that you haven't had any time
for me for the last six weeks.

Anyway, I told you at the time

that insofar, as your
grade was concerned,

that that wouldn't
have any effect on it.

I meant it then,
and I mean it now.

- You better think
about it, Mr. donaldson.

I mean, you are a married man.

- So here it comes, huh?

Well, I'm way ahead of you, Kim.

Nobody knew we were
out there together,

and nobody saw me
headed that direction.

So please, don't make
a fool out of yourself

and go to my wife.

- As Sherlock Holmes
would say, Mr. donaldson,

you've left out
one minor detail.

That small detail happens to be

the half moon birthmark
on the cheek of your ass.

I wonder how your
wife would feel

about me knowing about
that, Mr. donaldson.

So I get an a.

Right?

You'll have to excuse
me, Mr. donaldson.

I'm headed for my
second favorite class.

Physics.

I'm gonna pull an a
in that class, too.

- So one cancels the
other, as you see.

The zeroes go on and on and
cancel each other ad infinitum.

You do see this, don't you?

Morris, would you explain
this to the class?

Yes, Kim, may I answer
a question for you?

- What I want to know is
how I'm doing in this class.

- Well, you certainly ought
to know how you're doing.

Not very well.

It's time you
showed some concern.

As of now, you're failing.

- That's what I thought.

I don't understand
physics, Mr. mooney.

I just don't
understand it at all.

- Well, Kim, you
have to study harder.

You have to put your mind
to what you're doing.

- I need extra help, Mr. mooney!

- Well, I could recommend
some excellent books.

- No, I mean personal help.

Couldn't we get
together after school?

- Well, I don't think so...

My time is limited.

- Do you know where
high point is?

- High point?

Well, yes, why?

- I'll meet you there.

It's the perfect spot for
a little special tutoring.

You will be rewarded.

- Kim, that's out
of the question!

Completely out of the question!

- I'll be waiting
for you, Mr. mooney.

- She's a piece of shit!

How could you have
ever gone around

with a piece of shit like that?

- She's just trying to
prove something, okay?

Don't let her bug you, huh?

Come on, let's go.

- She's proving
something, alright.

She's proving she's
a piece of shit!

- Annette, will you
forget about her already?

- Okay, but she's
still a piece of shit.

Oh, those earrings!

I nearly forgot!

- What earrings?

- Those earrings on
sale, don't you remember?

I said I'd pick them up today.

- So what's the big deal?

We'll pick them up on
the way to the beach.

- I don't have the money.

I need 150 dollars.

- Well, don't look at me, baby.

- What I mean is I'll have
to get the money from daddy.

We'll have to go by his office,

but I'd better change first.

Come on, get in.

- Hello, Mr. mooney.

I'm glad you could make it.

- Listen, asshole.

Get that payment over here,

and get it over here
fast, you understand?

Otherwise, you're gonna be
walking around in crutches

the next couple of months.

Yeah.

- Excuse me, Mr. lngersol?

Your daughter wants to see you.

- Annette's here?

Why don't you bring her in?

- She's with somebody.

A kid, I don't know who he is.

He said his name is Kevin.

- Yeah, that's her boyfriend.

He's alright, bring
em in, bring em in.

Hey!

Hello, sweetheart!

What a surprise!

- Hi, daddy!

- Kevin, how are you?

Been taking good care
of my little girl?

- Trying to, sir.

- To what do I owe
this unexpected visit?

- Daddy, I need 150 dollars.

- Oh, you do?

- Yes, can I have it now?

- Well, may I ask what it's for?

- For a pair of the most
fabulous earrings you ever saw!

They're on sale, and I said
I'd pick them up today.

- That seems like a
pretty good investment.

Let's see, here's a
couple of big ones.

And you can keep the change.

But you gotta think of me
every time you wear them!

- Oh, daddy, you're super!

Thanks again!

- Bye, dab)'-

' bye bye.

- Hey, Annette?

We're gonna get to the beach,

don't you think we'd
better get rolling?

- Just a minute, Kevin!

Well, what do you think?

They look fabulous, don't they?

- Yeah, they sure do.

- I meant the earrings!

- Fabulous is right.

- Come on, Kevin, we've
got to get to the beach.

- Oh, let's forget the beach.

- Thought you wanted
to go surfing.

- Let's make our own
waves right here, huh?

- I don't understand you.

Don't understand anything.

You never seem to study anymore.

Don't you have any homework?

- I already did my homework.

I had a field assignment.

- I don't know, I just
hope you graduate.

Do you know how hard it is
to get a good job these days?

- Don't worry.

I'll get the diploma.

Not that I really need it.

In case you haven't noticed,

I already have a
pretty good job.

I gotta get to work.

- That's another thing.

That expensive new
car, and those clothes.

How do you afford them?

What is it you do?

- How many times do
i have to tell you?

I'm doing relief work.

- Hi, Kim.

- Hi.

Do I know you?

- No, but I know you.

- Oh?

- Let me explain.

I know Tony.

I saw you with him once.

But you didn't see me.

Anyway, I know all about you.

- Oh, you do?

Is that good or bad?

- It's good.

- Then I take it you
want to do business?

- Yeah, but not
the kind you think.

You see, I'm in the
same business Tony's in,

only on a lot bigger
and better scale.

I do business only with
the most important people.

I'd like to make you a
deal a lot more profitable

than the one you have with Tony.

- No, I'm satisfied
where I'm at.

Thanks, but no thanks.

- I don't expect you to
make a decision right now.

Give it some thought.

The name is Lance.

Give me a call when
you're sick of Tony.

- It's all there, you
don't have to count it.

- From now on, Tony,
i want more money.

- So now comes the time
to hold me up, right?

- No, I just think I deserve
a bigger cut, that's all.

- Deserve a bigger cut?

You deserve shit!

You're lucky to be getting
what you're getting.

You fucking broads
are all alike,

you get the taste
for a little bread

then you want it all.

- I don't want it all,

I just want a little
bit more, that's all-

- that's all you're gonna get,

you're not gonna get
another fucking nickel.

Oh, you don't like it?

Well, you can just get
yourself another agent.

Now get the fuck out of here.

Bitch.

- Hey, you're gonna be terrific.

- And I get 60 percent
of the take, right?

- That's right, baby.

And the rates are a
hell of a lot higher

than what you've been
getting from those bums

Tony's been fixing you up with.

I do business only with
the most important people.

Is that okay?

- Sounds fine.

- And lots of fringe
benefits, too.

- Oh yeah, like what?

Ls that what I think it is?

- It is, and it's the best.

Want to try some?

- Sure!

- And maybe afterwards,

we can get to know each other.

- Maybe.

Hey Tony, this is Kim.

Yeah, I got a
message for you pal.

Get fucked.

- Come in.

You're from the agency.

- That's right.

My, my, they certainly outdid
themselves this time,

you're a dream come true.

- Thank you, sir.

- Call me wen.

And what's your name?

- Kim.

- Kim.

Kim, a beautiful name
for a beautiful girl.

Can I fix you a drink, Kim?

- Just coke, thanks.

- Coke?

Alright.

You're new at the
agency, aren't you?

- Well, I just started recently.

- So you know what to expect?

- Well, I'm not that new.

I mean, I know we're
not going to the opera.

- We're going to get
along very well together.

Very well, indeed.

- Hey, what is all this stuff?

- Oh, they didn't tell
you what to expect.

You're in for a big surprise.

- What the hell
is going on here?

Are you crazy?

- So you stabbed
him full of holes.

- What else could I do?

The way he came at me,
that look in his eye.

Nobody treats me like that.

- I didn't know, honest.

Well, look, we do
get some weird hosts.

They call them eccentrics.

- What are we going to do?

- Hey, look, baby,
don't sweat it.

I take care of my girls.

We just simply get some
puppet to take the rap.

There's always some fink the
boys are trying to get rid of.

- No, it's weird.

I'm all scary.

I don't feel bad.

I feel almost good about it.

For once, I didn't just
sit back and get hurt.

I struck back.

When I think of all the
shit I took from Tony,

that son of a bitch.

- Hi.

- Hi.

- Back early, aren't you?

- Yeah, Mr. whatever-his-name-ls
didn't show.

- He didn't?

Well, that's the way
it goes sometimes.

What are you doing,
just relaxing?

- Mmm-hmm.

- Well, I hope not too much.

- No, not too much.

What's that?

- That's a present for you.

- It is?

What is it?

What the hell is it?

- What the hell
does it look like?

- It looks like a
gun, is it real?

- Of course it is.

You can't go bumping off
people with an ice pick.

It's too clumsy.

- What are you talking about?

- Kim, I saw the look
in your eye yesterday

when you talked about Tony.

Now, you can do
both of us a favor.

Waste him.

- You're kidding, of course.

- No, I'm not.

He's got a contract out on him.

Tony's a smartass.

And he's been ticking
off the wrong people.

Feels nice, doesn't it?

- Yeah.

Kinda.

But I don't need it-

I mean, I don't want it!

Look, even if I should
decide to waste Tony,

I mean, couldn't i
just use your gun?

I don't plan on making
a habit out of this.

- Baby, you're gonna
dig this action.

I can tell.

You've got the
constitution for it.

All you have to do is take care

of some of your
personal affairs,

and then I can get
you some more jobs.

- I can't do it, Lance.

I mean, I may be a hooker,

but I'm not a hit girl.

- Well then, it's
time you graduated.

Look, there's nothing to it.

Someone's all set up to take
the rap for Tony's death,

and we continue to protect you.

And you're gonna make money.

Big bucks.

- How much money?

Enough to get my
body out of hock?

- There'll be no more
dirty old men for you.

Except one.

Me.

- Well, you feel good.

The money sounds good.

But I don't even know
how to use that thing!

- Well, I'll teach you that.

- Lance, can I move in with you?

- Sure, hey, why not?

You spend most of
your time here anyways

when you're not going to school

or out there doing your thing
with those dirty old men.

Hey, alright!

- Not too shabby, huh?

Five times in a row.

Let me try it one more time.

- Oh, no, no, no need to.

- Why not?

- Well, you'll be at
close range tonight.

You can't miss.

- Tonight?

- Yeah.

It's all set up.

Nervous?

- Nah, guess not.

Guess the idea of that creep
looking down this barrel

appeals to me so much.

- Atta girl.

Come on.

- Somebody here?

- Hi, Tony.

- Hey, Kim, baby.

What the hell are you doin here?

- I got a message for you.

I came to tell you you're
not wanted anymore.

This is gonna be
a pleasure, baby.

- Hello?

In the driveway?

Okay, great.

Right.

Okay, bye bye, thanks.

Oh, hi!

- Hi.

- Didn't I tell you everything
would go smooth, huh?

- Yeah, you were right.

You were right about
another thing, too.

I really got off on the
power of that trigger.

Now when do I get paid?

- Right now!

Come on!

It's yours, doll.

Happy motoring.

- Lance, it's super!

- You're super, honey.

- Come on, let's
go out for a ride.

- Well, not now.

You've got an
errand to do first.

- What do you mean?

- Half the car's for last night.

The other half's
for the next job.

- What job?

- There's a guy down on elm
street who runs a jewelry shop.

He owes heavy, and he's
run out of warnings.

- You want him dead, and
you want me to do it?

- He's got a roving eye.

Go see him.

Arrange to meet him
in a nice, quiet spot.

You know what to do next.

- I still don't see what
you want from me, sis.

- Like I said, I've heard
so much about your charms.

You game for a little game?

- You kidding?

That's an offer hard to resist.

- Then don't.

When can we meet?

- You're serious?

Okay then.

- You know where high point is?

- Yeah.

- Why don't you meet me there
tomorrow morning, early.

I gotta go to school afterwards.

- Okay-

- okay, see you then.

- Well, I'll be damned.

I thought this was
some kind of a joke.

- Oh no, I'm serious.

Dead serious.

- Far out, is this really yours?

- Yep, it's all mine now.

- Did you hear what
happened to Tony?

- Yeah, I heard.

- That was really weird.

Well, at least they
got the killer.

- Hey, let's go, okay?

You go on ahead, Lucy.

I'll be there in a minute.

There's something I gotta do.

- And so, Churchill
took this great risk

in order to open up...

Open up relations with...

With the French, and, uh...

Kim, you gotta wait a minute.

- What is it this
time, Mr. donaldson?

- This concerns you.

It's from the
principal's office.

Mr. elmhurst wants to see you
first thing in the morning.

- What for?

- He hasn't been fooled by these
grades you've been getting.

You can screw the teachers,
but you can't screw the school.

- Wanna bet?

That deaf old bastard should
have been retired 20 years ago.

- Yes, come in.

- Miss Bentley is here
to see you, Mr. elmhurst.

- Oh, little overnight genius.

- Yes.

- Well, send her in.

- Yes, sir.

- Hello, Mr. elmhurst.

- How are you, miss Bentley?

- The best, sir.

Thank you.

You wanted to see me?

- No, I...

Well, it's just as
well you're here.

I did want to see you anyway.

- Why?

- Why?

It's about your
grades, miss Bentley.

Truly remarkable.

I'd like to commend you on
the tremendous improvement

you've made in most
of your classes.

I say, I'd like to commend you,

but obviously I can't.

- I don't understand.

- I'm glad you do.

- I said I don't understand.

- Oh, well, neither did I,
so I looked into the matter,

and, well, miss Bentley,

all a's in all of your classes,

except miss Damon's
English class?

That did seem rather odd to me,

doesn't it to you?

- No, not really.

I beg your pardon?

- I said I don't
see what's wrong.

- You'll have to speak up.

And please, don't be timid.

- I don't see what's so odd!

- And you needn't
shout, miss Bentley.

I'm not deaf, you know.

I don't see what power this is

you have over your
other teachers,

but Mr. mooney was able to
shed a little light on it.

- I don't know what the
hell you're talking about.

- Don't play games
with me, miss Bentley.

I know all the tricks.

I have heard them all,
and I've seen them all.

And don't delude
yourself into thinking

that you...

You...

That means expulsion,
miss Bentley.

But first I'd like to
discuss the situation

with your mother.

When can I see her?

- She works in the daytime, sir.

It would have to be at night.

- Tonight?

That'll be fine.

About when would be
the best time tonight?

- Anytime after eight.

- And, tell me...

When do you eat?

- After eight 0' clock, okay?

- That'll be fine.

Tell your mother to expect me.

You may go now.

- Hey, Kim.

- Yeah.

- You know, what you
did in the parking lot

was really uncool.

- I don't know what the
hell you're talking about.

- I'm talking about this.

That's what you gave Annette,
for no reason at all.

- Uh yeah?

Well, I'm giving you this,

for plenty of reasons.

Wow!

- Oh, Kim.

I want to give you some
things to do while I'm gone.

You did remember that tonight's
my club night, didn't you?

- Sure did.

You look great!

Is it a big occasion?

- The monthly dance.

Who knows, maybe I'll meet
some cavalier gentleman.

- Jeez, listen to you.

A good looking woman
going to places

where they have nothing
but old fuddy duddies.

- You know, you're right,
for once in your life.

The class of people
we get are...

Maybe I shouldn't go.

- No, no!

I mean, you might as well!

You'll probably
have a good time.

I want you to go.

- Are you sure?

Okay.

- Come in.

- Hello, Mr. elmhurst.

- Miss Bentley.

- Oh, sorry, I just
got out of the shower.

- I just came to
see your mother.

- She's gone out for groceries.

She'll be back in a minute.

May I take your coat?

- I beg your pardon?

- Your coat!

- Oh, no, I'll only
be a short time-

- please, sit down.

- Thank you.

- Will you excuse
me for a minute?

I'll be right back!

- You did tell your
mother I'd be here?

- Relax, Mr. elmhurst.

Enjoy the view.

- Listen here, young lady...

I don't know what you're up to,

but please, whatever it is...

You stop this
nonsense right now!

- I don't see any
nonsense, Mr. elmhurst.

Unless, of course, you
can't do anything about it.

Is that the problem, huh?

- My pills...

My coat!

My pihs, please!

Please!

- Don't I deserve an a now, sir?

Goodbye, Mr. elmhurst.

Hello, hello?

Oh god, he's had a heart attack!

Send an ambulance, please!

2455 pine street!

Hurry, please!

You should've seen
that old bastard.

He was shaking like
a bowl of jelly.

You know, I don't know if he
was more terrified of dying

or disappointed because he
couldn't grab a handful.

- Christ, Kim.

That sure sounds raunchy.

- Oh, come on.

I did him a favor.

When the doctor came,
he said he'd had

four previous heart attacks.

Is that any way to live?

- I still don't understand why.

- Let's just say he was a Thorn.

I'm gonna graduate
from that school,

and I'm gonna make it
at the top of my class.

- Terrific.

- Then maybe we could
go somewhere, huh?

- Sure, why not?

Where?

- I don't care, just someplace.

- How about Tahiti?

- You're kidding!

- No, why would I kid?

- Tahiti?

- Why not?

- Sounds great!

When do we leave?

- I don't know, how
about after you graduate?

- Oh, Lance, I'm gonna get
the most fantastic tan ever!

- What are you doing?

- It looks like I'm
packing, doesn't it?

- Don't get flippant with me!

I'm still looking
for an explanation

of what happened that
afternoon with your principal.

- What is there to explain?

The doctor already told you!

He had a heart attack!

- Well, what was he doing here?

- He came to tell you
about the great progress

I was making in school.

- Where are you going?

And when will you be back?

- I won't be back,

and where I'm going is
none of your business!

- Now you listen
to me, young lady.

I'm still your mother, and
i have a right to know.

- Do me a favor, mother, okay?

Shove it!

- Everything in?

- Yep-

- I hope you left me a
little room in the closet.

- I did.

- Tomorrow, that dude goes
on trial for wasting Tony.

- Mmm-hmm.

Guess that's the way it goes.

- Hey, the jerk had it coming.

So he didn't snuff
Tony, so what?

He snuffed a lot of other
guys he didn't get nailed for.

You gotta look at it that way.

- I guess so.

Hey, I know this
is a fast crowd.

Will that happen to me, too?

I mean, will I get
away with things now

and they get nailed for
something I didn't do?

- Now you're talking dumb.

That only happens
to rotten apples.

It shouldn't get to you.

- It doesn't get to me.

It's just that sometimes, I...

I don't know who to trust.

I feel all alone.

- Kim, forget it.

I'm with you for keeps.

You hungry?

- Who wouldn't be
after all that moving?

- Well then, why don't
you start fixing din-din.

- Din-din?

I thought you were taking
me out for din-din.

- Did I say that?

- You said that!

And I said I'd be real good
to you later if you did.

Real good.

- Well, in that case,
I'd better take you out!

- See, I can cook, too!

- Bacon and eggs?

Even I can cook bacon and eggs!

- Well, I can cook other things!

You'll find out.

Hey, I gotta go, I'll
be late for school.

See you later.

- School.

- Hello, Mr. donaldson.

Awful thing about Mr. elmhurst.

I still can't get over it.

- Where have you been?

- I've been moving out
of my old lady's house,

Lucy, I have the greatest news!

I'll tell you about it later.

To think, just a couple weeks
ago, I was down in the dumps.

Now all this, and Tahiti soon.

- First you graduate,

and then you take care
of a little project.

- Huh?

- You hear of Harry lngersol?

- Harry lngersol?

You want me to waste
Harry lngersol?

- That's right,
baby, that's right.

- Oh, that's beautiful.

Jusfice.

Sugar daddy himself.

- Hey, what the hell has
gotten into you, anyway?

- Nevermind, Lance,
it's a long story.

- Look, Harry lngersol's a bum.

His head has gotten too big,

and Chicago wants a hole in it.

He deserves to
have a hole in it.

I don't understand you.

What's gotten into you, anyway?

The idea seemed to
appeal to you last night!

- I told you, it's a long story.

Besides, I'm scared.

He's a big man in this
town, he's got friends!

- You'd even be more scared

if you knew what
might happen to you

if you don't come through!

Now, the boys who have
been supporting you

aren't nice when
they've been crossed.

Look, Harry lngersol has shit.

He's got boys on a payroll,

and when that payroll
stops, they just fade away.

Wasting him is so easy it hurts.

You do it at his beach house.

That's where he
meets his chicks.

No one will even know it's
you he's meeting there.

It's a simple routine thing,
all it takes is a phone call.

- But he carries
a gun, doesn't he?

I mean, he must carry a gun!

- I don't give a fuck
if he's carrying an atom bomb!

He won't be suspicious,

and he won't have
a chance to use it!

There's absolutely
nothing that can go wrong!

- Okay-

- it's a piece of
cake, believe it!

- And after I do it,

and after I graduate,
we go to Tahiti.

Right?

- Sure, we take off,

and you can spend a whole
month baking in the sun,

and get the most
fantastic tan ever.

- Come in, it's open.

Kim?

Harry.

Let me show you the view.

Well, how do you like it?

- Not bad.

- Not bad at all, not bad.

The cream of the crop.

Perfection.

Oh yeah, we're gonna have fun.

Little drink, baby?

- No thanks.

- Never mix business with booze.

You're a real pro.

- Go ahead and have
one if you like.

- I think I will.

Celebrate what's coming up.

- Yeah, Harry.

Big surprises ahead.

- Well, here's to you.

- Here's to you, Harry.

- Hey...

What...

What's going on?

- This is goodbye, Harry.

- Okay, why don't you
guys unload the stuff,

and I'll go tell my
father we're here.

- She's dead.

You two stay here.

Neil, come on.

Oh, Jesus Christ.

That crazy broad.

She's gone insane.

Quick, call the police.

I'm gonna go after her.

Kim, listen to me.

Maybe you're hurt,
but this is crazy.

- You're a riot, you know?

A million laughs.

You think this has anything
to do with you or jealousy?

- Kim, listen.

You've got it all screwed up.

Let's talk, huh?

- Oh, now you want to talk, huh?

Now you have time for me.

- Yeah, that thing
with Annette...

Listen, she was just a...

She was a...

Jesus, Kim!

- Some more, Kevin, i
love it when you squirm.

- Bitch.

God damn stupid fucking broad!

Why don't you just
shoot that thing?

- Sure, creep.

Why not?