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(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

-(WHISTLE BLOWING) -(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

JESSICA: (WHISPERING) You can do this.

You can do this.

This is the oldest you've ever been...

and you'll never be this young again.

(SLOW, RHYTHMIC HEARTBEAT)

(MUSIC SWELLS)

(SIGHS HEAVILY)

(EXHALES SHARPLY)

(GUN COCKS)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER CONTINUES)

PETE: You're going on in one minute.

Better shake your ass, girl.

-(GUNSHOTS) -(CROWD SCREAMING)

(MUSIC CONCLUDES)

(DISCO MUSIC PLAYING)

♪ Whoa ♪

♪ Na na na na na ♪

-♪ Na na na na na ♪ -♪ Let's turn the heat up ♪

-(INDISTINCT CHATTER) -(CROWD APPLAUDING)

(WHISTLES BLOWING)

DJ: Welcome to Risqué!

Feeling Swollen?

Remember, Tuesday's two-for-one complimentary lap dances.

(MUSIC CONTINUES THUMPING INSIDE)

(FEMALE VOICE LAUGHING IN DISTANCE)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(CAR LOCK BEEPS)

JESSICA: Hey, baby.

-Hey there, Jess. -Hey, Pete.

Another day another dollar, right?

You know it, hon.

♪ Disco town ♪

♪ I'm riding this disco town ♪

♪ Ride, baby ♪

-♪ Na na na na na ♪ -♪ Let's turn the heat up ♪

-(INDISTINCT CHATTER) -(STRIPPER LAUGHING)

♪ I wanna take you to a place ♪

♪ Somewhere nobody gives a damn What you wear ♪

♪ Some place that DJ takes control of your life ♪

♪ Just let the music soothe away Your troubles tonight ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

DJ: Welcome into the stage, Risqué's queen bee, Jessica.

-(CROWD CHEERING, APPLAUDING) -(WHISTLES BLOWING)

(UPBEAT POP MUSIC PLAYING)

-♪ You want it ♪ -♪ Yeah ♪

-♪ Yeah ♪ -♪ Just take it ♪

(CROWD HOLLERING)

♪ Or leave it ♪

CUSTOMER: Hey, can I get a whiskey sour?

♪ Party, party You want to party♪

♪ Yeah, let's go ♪

♪ I'm feeling... Let's get it started ♪

♪ But it's midnight Just what we needed ♪

-Hey, you got my beers? -Oh, hey! Uh, yeah, of course.

(CROWD APPLAUDING, CHEERING)

So, um, how is, um...

(CHEERING)

♪ Ooh, I see it in your eyes Yeah... ♪

-(CROWD CHEERING, APPLAUDING) -(SONG CONCLUDES)

-(INDISTINCT CHATTER) -(UPBEAT POP MUSIC PLAYING)

♪ Life gets crazy Get up off the wall ♪

♪ Sometimes each day Can seem like ♪

♪ Just another game ♪

♪ I need something Like a vacation ♪

♪ Get up off the wall ♪

♪ Turn up the music 'Cause I love it when it ♪

♪ Takes me on a ride ♪

♪ I feel the rhythm Deep inside of me tonight ♪

♪ So, let me fly ♪

Still looking fucking sexy, Jess.

Still?

Really? Fuck off, Billy.

I'm just sayin' for an O.G. veteran like yourself,

you're still hot as shit. It's a compliment.

Gotta take it as such.

If your Uncle didn't own this joint

and kept you employed out of some sad sense of pity,

God knows what freeway overpass you'd be living under.

(CHUCKLES) Okay, nasty. Very nasty.

But, uh, I'm a key piece of my Uncle's vast operation.

You always misjudge me, Jess.

One day you'll eat every one of those words.

Highly doubtful.

Okay, well, I'm a mover and shaker, baby! And, uh...

you're gonna regret not fucking me

when you had the chance.

-Now, you've made me nauseous. -BILLY: Mm. (CHUCKLES)

Hey, girl, you're late. Karl was on the prowl for you.

Fuck him. Just had to stomach another delusional rant

from Big Boy Billy.

What a fucking loser.

(IN SPANISH)

(IN ENGLISH) Oh, my God, you did not.

Those shoes, girl.

(CARMEN EXCLAIMS)

-JESSICA: I can't believe you bought 'em. -(CHUCKLES)

I'll go get our drinks, sweetie.

(CHUCKLES) I did.

And I love 'em. Do you love 'em? You gotta love 'em.

-Yeah, I love 'em. How much? -(CHUCKLES)

-You don't want to know. -I gotta know.

Three hundred.

-Six hundred... -Mm-hmm.

...and 50 plus tax. (LAUGHS)

Okay. You know how we hate

that whole "irresponsible stripper" stereotype?

Yeah.

You are not really helping to dispel it.

Dispel it. I don't know what that means.

But I'm wearin' Louboutins, chica! (CHUCKLES)

-You know what I was thinking? -ROGER: What?

We need to calculate your birth path number.

I thought we did that last time.

No, you cunt. That was your name number.

It's totally different.

Now, we need to add the digits of your birth date

and then keep reducing until we reach a final number

-which will be your birth number. -Sounds confusing.

SHELBY: Well, yeah, it is.

Unless you're trained... and I'm trained. So, it's easy.

(CLICKS TONGUE)

All right, let's start with your birthday.

ROGER: Well, it's, uh...

Oh, no.

-Already? Ah, shit! -Let's go.

I don't know how you understand what the hell she's said.

-Yeah, it's a gift. BRB. -What?

-Be right back. (CHUCKLES) -Ah! Clever girl.

God, you're such a geezer.

And what century are you living in, mate?

Missing you already.

SHELBY: Later.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

-I see Roger's back. -Yeah, I think he's hot.

No, you don't. You think his money is hot.

I don't know. I've grown fond of the silver fox.

What can I say? He is good to me.

I told you it's a mistake to date clients.

And the rumor is he's still married.

And isn't his wife's family like super connected?

Just buzz. Don't mean it is true.

Like mafia connected. Remember Godfather?

James Caan protecting his sister. (IMITATES GUNSHOT)

Stay away from that guys or have bullet in brains.

I keep telling her, but she not listens.

Guy, brain, listen. There's no "s", babe.

In brain. Up ass.

What I give fucks. All spell dead.

I actually understood some of that.

Danke! Learn that from Bianka.

-Who? -One of the new girls, Bianka.

I think she's German.

-I think Hungarian. -Heard she killed two guys

outside of a biker bar in Berlin.

-(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) -(MAN 1 GRUNTS)

-Slit their throat, ear to ear. -I hear four.

-(MAN 2 GRUNTS) -(MAN 3 GRUNTS)

(MUSIC CONCLUDES)

Well, rumor or not, that chick is clearly one badass bitch.

-(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING) -KARL: Just in here.

Jess, this is Jeanie.

Take her under your wing.

Enlighten her with your many years

of stripper wisdom.

-(LAUGHS) -Pig.

-Jeanie? -Yeah, like Jeanie in a bottle.

I make men's wishes come true.

-Never say that again. -Okay.

Stay on my heels and take notes. Okay?

-Yes, ma'am. -And don't ever call me ma'am.

-Okay. -Never.

-JEANIE: Okay. -Okay.

(SENSUAL MUSIC PLAYING)

DJ: All right, you horny bastards...

Kubrick himself called it scintillating.

Give it up for Risqué's exclusive extravaganza.

Eyes Wide Shut.

(CROWD CHEERING, APPLAUDING)

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

BILLY: Hey, new guy.

Where you from again?

Uh, small town down south, you probably wouldn't know it.

-Hey, Jeanie... -I... I moved around.

Where you been, girl? Oh!

-All righty. -(BILLY CHEERS)

Hey, sweetie. I'm Big Boy Billy.

My uncle started Club Risqué and I'm, uh, head of security.

I'm also vice president of the organization.

-I thought Karl owned the place. -No, he's just a manager.

He does like day to day,

but Karl told me you are one sexy little Jeanie.

You heard right, Big Boy Billy.

Can I... Can I tell you what I dream of Jeanie?

-Yes, you can. -(CHUCKLES)

Billy's a creep looking to fuck anything

-that walks through here. -Said he was a V.P.

Oh, yeah, sure.

-(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING) -JESSICA: He sits in his little security there,

jacking off and pretending he's the reincarnation

-of Hugh fucking Hefner. -(JEANIE CHUCKLES)

First word of advice, please take this to heart.

-Steer clear. -Thank you.

-Jess, right? -(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Yeah. Or Jessica.

Just not Jessie. I hate Jessie.

Hi, I'm Jeanie.

You want to come joining me and Shelby in Champagne room?

Couple of coked up high rollers.

Could be a few good C notes each.

-I like C notes. -(BIANKA BLOWS SMOKE)

Who doesn't, Jessie?

-(FOOTSTEPS RECEDING) -She's so friendly.

Rumor is she killed six guys

outside some biker bar in Berlin.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

♪ Yeah, the beat don't lie Oh, my, my, my, my, my, yeah ♪

♪ I just really wanna Put you there ♪

♪ Oh, I really wanna be Your new crush ♪

♪ Feel the fever rushin', baby Ice won't cool down ♪

♪ Listen up What it takes to understand ♪

♪ What I gotta do To be your new love ♪

♪ Pitching you in all my plans Baby, I'm a super fan ♪

♪ I got all the pieces I know that you missin' ♪

♪ I know you believin' Put your hands up on my body ♪

Well, now, shake those tits.

Shake it for Tommy and he'll make it rain.

You want the rain, don't you, baby?

Sure, sweetie. Make it rain.

♪ Oh, my, my, my, my, my ♪

♪ Yeah, the beat don't lie The beat don't lie... ♪

Uh-uh.

No touching, remember?

Don't get all spikey with me, baby. Loosen up.

(CHUCKLES) Spikey. I like that.

But this ain't a whore house, remember?

Could have fooled me.

-(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) -Oi! Get off her, you asshole.

(TOMMY GROANS)

-(GLASS SHATTERS) -(GRUNTS)

(TOMMY GROANS)

That asshole's probably gonna sue.

Not probably, will.

-My uncle will not be happy. -Shut the fuck up, Billy.

JESSICA: What happened to the eye in the sky?

-Where the fuck were you? -I'll deal with Billy later.

And I'm pretty sure his uncle won't be happy

to hear he was fucking off again.

Jessica warned him twice.

(SNIGGERS) He's lucky I was tired.

You two, done for the night. Go home.

Uh, Jess. Not you. You stay.

-Go on. Get the fuck. -All right, twat.

-Take a seat. -(DOOR CLOSES)

(KARL SIGHS)

(INHALES SHARPLY)

-You're fired, Jess. -What?

You're 38 years old.

You don't drink with the customers anymore.

Guy touches you, you freak out. And to be honest,

you don't generate enough business to justify

keeping you here anymore.

Karl, that is bullshit. And you know it.

I've been here ten years and I am just as hot

-as any one of those girls out there. -Ah, come on, Jess.

You're not as hot as those girls out there. Not anymore.

I mean, how much longer do you think

you can keep doing this for, anyway?

As long as I fucking have to.

KARL: I'm doing you a fucking favor.

Shit, you could be half those girls' mother

-for Christ's sakes. -Fuck you.

-Fuck me? Fuck you. -JESSICA: What?

Like one of those girls on your massage table.

I hear you're hung like a fucking light switch.

(GROANS)

You always did have such a big fucking mouth

on you, didn't you?

And you are always an insecure, narcissistic piece of shit.

And you're a pathetic, delusional fucking loser.

Get the fuck outta my club, Jess.

It's not your club, it's his fucking uncle's club.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

Fucking whore.

(MELLOW POP MUSIC PLAYING)

(CAR UNLOCKS)

(EXHALES SHARPLY)

(ENGINE REVS)

(TIRES SCREECH)

♪ I can see the city ♪

♪ Glowing orange Through the darkness ♪

♪ We've been flying too long ♪

(PHONE BUZZES)

♪ I can barely hear you ♪

♪ But I love the way Your lips move ♪

♪ Singing my favorite song ♪

♪ Let's stay up for one drink ♪

♪ We can make it to the red door If we touch down on time ♪

♪ We will fly to Westwood Over mountains, over water ♪

♪ Into the dark of night ♪

♪ And we'll never see sunrise ♪

♪ I call out When the sun goes down ♪

(PHONE BUZZES)

♪ We can fly around the world Chasing the night ♪

-JESSICA: Hey, you. -SHELBY: Thank God.

I've been like freaking out trying to get a hold of you.

I heard what that cock sucker did to you last night.

Oh, well, there were several cocksuckers there last night.

I mean, Karl, the cocksucker.

He probably did me a favor, to be honest.

-Are you okay? -Yeah, sure.

Let's go hit some balls tomorrow over at The Bay Club.

I don't know if I'm up for it, babe.

Oh, come on. You can pretend they're Karl's balls.

Ooh! (CHUCKLES) Well, when you put it that way.

-(CHUCKLES) -JESSICA: I'll meet you around 3:00.

Perfect. And don't be sad, okay?

'Cause that's gonna misalign your chakras.

And nobody wants that.

Everything's gonna be okay. Trust me.

-Love ya. -I love you.

-(LINE BEEPS) -(PERCUSSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)

(KIKO SPEAKS JAPANESE)

Damn it. Fucker, bastard.

(HEAVY ACCENT) This is hard. This is not fun. Who thinks this is fun?

I understood every other word.

SHELBY: She said, "Damn it. Fucker bastard."

"This is odd. This is not fun. Who thinks this is fun?"

Personally, I'm having a blast.

-(BIRDS CHIRPING) -SHELBY: Four!

-MALE VOICE: Hey! -That's the third club I've lost.

Are you sure you're a lefty, babes?

SHELBY: Who knows?

Oh, babe, I meant to tell you.

I ran your horoscope last night and it was freaky good.

-Oh, hit me. -(GLASSES CLINK)

(CARMEN GRUNTS)

Major changes lie ahead, but be aware of the waxing moon.

-(CHUCKLES) -JESSICA: Major changes?

It also said you will reconnect with someone from your past

when Mercury the messenger turns retrograde

in your eighth house of deep sharing.

Major change already happened. Karl, the cocksucker, fired her.

Someone needs to take that prick out.

Yeah, but then we'd end up with Big Boy Billy.

And to be honest with you,

I don't know which prick's worse.

This job makes you more crazy every day.

(SIGHS IN EXASPERATION)

Guys grabbing our tits, slapping our asses.

Reeking of B.O.

-That's what I can't stand. -So many pricks.

Oh, but the money's so good.

-Totally addicting. Mm. -ALL: Mm.

You keep saying to yourself, just one more year and I'm out.

Six more months and I'm done.

And suddenly you wake up and somehow you're 40.

Uh, who 40?

-Jessica's 40. -Almost 40.

No. Come on. What?

You don't look it, Jess. You look hot.

But I feel it.

All the assholes, I've wasted my life with.

(ZANY MUSIC PLAYING)

Fifty shitty boyfriends, two shitty marriages.

I should have a million dollars in a bank account by now.

And somehow I have almost nothing to show

for 20 years of shaking my ass

in front of those sad horny fuckers.

SHELBY: You were taking care of your mother for years

and it all just gets eaten up somehow.

God, I'm 30.

What have I got to show for ten years of this shit?

Brain dead big dick Darren

who sits in my apartment that I pay for,

playing video games all day.

Then what else are we gonna do? Working at McDonald? Sushi chef?

Executive assistant to Apple CEO?

I'm starting to understand her better.

Now, I think my days on the pole are finally over.

I don't know why I'm so depressed about it.

'Cause change is scary, chica.

Even if it's for the best.

-(IN JAPANESE) Kishi kaisei. -Come again.

(SPEAKS JAPANESE)

(IN ENGLISH) It means to come out of bad situation

and make a glorious return in one sudden burst.

Hmm. Now, that I totally understood.

(IN JAPANESE) Kishi kaisei.

(COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING)

(GULPS)

Fuck.

Hi.

Oh... I'm not really interested in company.

Jessica. It's... It's Michael. Uh, Mike.

-Mike? -From the club. Mike.

No, I... I'm... I'm the barback. Some of the girls call me Mikey.

-Oh, right. -MIKE: Right.

-Hi. -MIKE: Hi.

I get that a lot, you know?

People not remembering me too much.

I'm sorry.

I just had a rough couple of days.

I heard. Everyone's heard. Karl's, uh...

not a good person.

(SCOFFS) He's an asshole.

What goes around comes around, right?

He'll get his.

You really believe that?

Oh, I, uh...

I guarantee it.

-Karma? -(CHUCKLES)

No, I don't trust karma.

Can I get you another drink?

-Sure. Why not? -(CHUCKLES)

-Garçon. -(CHUCKLES)

(CHUCKLES)

(PIANO PLAYING)

-(JESSICA CHUCKLES) -(CHUCKLES)

Oh, I'm boring you

with my boring, pathetic life story.

No, far from it. (CHUCKLES)

How long have you worked at the club?

A few months.

And what brought you to glorious Reno, Nevada?

Oh, I'm, uh...

I'm hoping for a fresh start, a new life.

Ugh. I could go for that too. (CHUCKLES)

-Listen, Mikey. -Please. Just Mike.

Mike, I should get going.

I've got a long night ahead of me of lamenting my past,

fearing my future,

and bleary eyed insomnia ahead of me. (CHUCKLES)

What if I told you there was a way to give Karl

what he's got coming and a very bright and happy,

insomnia free future for you?

I'm listening. (CHUCKLES)

Look, I can't talk about it here.

Maybe we could go somewhere a little more private.

Sure. Maybe, another time.

-No. Not-- -JESSICA: Yeah.

Wait. Look, listen, I... I may not believe in karma,

but I do believe things happen for a reason, Jessica.

Look, I know you're going through a rough patch,

but think about this.

Today is the oldest you've ever been...

and you'll never be this young again.

Here's my number and it's worth the listen.

I promise.

(SOFT INTRIGUING MUSIC PLAYING)

KARL: You're not as hot as those girls out there.

Not anymore.

BILLY: I'm a mover and shaker, baby!

You're gonna regret not fucking me

when you had the chance.

KARL: How much longer do you think

you can keep doing this for anyway?

JESSICA: As long as I fucking have to.

(TV SHUTS OFF)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER OVER TV)

(CHOMPING)

(ACTOR SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY OVER TV)

"Today is the oldest you've ever been,

and you'll never be this young again."

(ACTOR SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY OVER TV)

That's about enough to make your head explode.

(GENTLE MUSIC PLAYING)

JESSICA: All right, Mikey.

Better not be another crazy nut job.

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(CAR DOOR OPENS)

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

(EAGLE CRIES IN DISTANCE)

Howdy.

I, uh, I... I didn't think you'd call,

but I'm sure glad you did.

Well, I didn't think you could afford

a place like this.

Oh, yeah. Oh, come on in.

Well, um, to be totally transparent...

-(DOOR CLOSES) -...uh, I'm renting it.

I had a little cash put aside.

(CHUCKLES)

Can I get you something to drink?

How about a water?

That's easy enough. One water coming up.

Extra cold.

I like my water cold.

-So, this plan of yours? -Right.

Okay.

I didn't come to work at the club

as some lowly barback.

I came to work at the club

to check out a story I had heard.

Specifically about our friend Karl.

Oh, such a douche bag.

I've heard for years he's run coke through the club.

Maybe, but that's peanuts

compared to the millions in hard cash

-that run through that joint. -Millions?

-Where did you hear that? -Where else?

-Prison. -(LIVELY MUSIC PLAYING)

Folsom State Prison, California.

-(INDISTINCT CHATTER) -JESSICA: You went to prison?

MIKE: I was the getaway driver on a robbery that went busto.

Ended up in a cell with two guys from Memphis

who'd been working here in Reno. And they told me a story.

Every third Saturday of every third month.

Two to three million dollars gets...

Sometimes four. Could be as much as four.

Sometimes four gets flown out to the Cook Island.

Cook Island?

In the motherfucking South Pacific.

Right. Like the musical.

My nigga, are you a fag?

Me? No.

Then how would you reference a musical like a fag?

-Pretty fucking faggot, Mike. -(SCOFFS) Just joking around.

I ain't got no problem with a fag.

Mm-hmm. My cousin's a fag.

-(MUTTERS) -I just don't think they make for the best criminals.

-(CHUCKLES) -Now, focus please.

The money gets pooled at a strip joint

called Club Risqué.

And that's the first time I heard the word Risqué.

Go on.

-What money? -FLOYD: Cash.

Tons of it from, uh... two casinos, four drug houses,

six liquor stores, and even a family owned bank.

And they give it to a strip club.

The manager, this sour-pussed jack-off,

my man called him Sweaty Pig.

Damn. Who thought Sweaty Pig was a good nickname?

-Man, what's that matter? -I'm just curious. That's all.

Shit.

FLOYD: Sweaty Pig works like an agent.

He pulls the money at the club, flies them off to the cooks,

deposits them into separate accounts,

takes a fee for his service.

Five percent or so, I've been told.

Ten percent or so, I been told. Ten percent.

What does that matter?

Motherfuckers gotta know the details, man.

Shoot.

(MUSIC FADES)

So, why would they tell you all this?

MIKE: We were cellies.

They were both lifers and I had a year left

on my sentence. So, we made a deal.

If I could figure out a clean way

to snatch the dough,

I hand over 20 percent to the boys families in Memphis.

So, you came to Reno

to steal the money on that third Saturday.

Got out and made a bee-line to the one place

that just might change my life forever.

-(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING) -(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Risqué.

-(MUSIC CONCLUDES) -Do you have a beer?

Okay, so how do you know what they told you

wasn't the rantings of some delusional cons.

Why would they lie to me? There's nothing in it for them.

Besides I've spent the last four months

checking out the tale and from what I can tell...

-it's dead on legit. -(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

MIKE: Right around midnight on that third Saturday,

the third month at the Eldorado and the Peppermill

men dump what looks like laundry

into a nondescript laundry truck.

Same goes liquor stores and the bank.

I tracked an address to a small house in the burbs

where they must combine it into one shipment.

And then the next night, Karl arrives,

he parks his car in his usual spot,

gives his key to the valet.

And right on cue, this tall muscular guy

takes it straight to the club

and enters Karl's AKA Sweaty Pig's office.

Oh, my God. I know that guy.

I know him. He's been coming in for years.

At Folsom, they told me there's a safe,

a... a big wide floor safe right under Karl's chair.

At exactly 4:15 on Sunday morning,

another man enters the club,

picks up the cash and dumps it into a waiting car.

They load it onto a jet...

and the money goes, bye bye.

Clean, no taxes.

Nice vig to Karl and everyone's happy, happy.

Wait a minute.

How the fuck did those two guys at Folsom know about all this?

How the fuck do you guys know about all this?

You're looking at the original bagmen

-on the job. -You're shitting me.

Until this asshole got greedy.

Taught me into robbing an Indian casino

-in Palm Springs. -Man, we would've made it out clean.

Except this trigger happy motherfucker shot two guards.

'Cause your dumb ass wasn't paying attention.

I was damn sure payin' attention to you

shooting them mother fuckers!

-Shit. -Shit.

Shit.

(CHUCKLES)

-Great guys. -Holy shit.

(MUSIC CONCLUDES)

I have to say... I'm impressed. (CHUCKLES)

But why tell me all this?

What can I do? I don't even work there anymore.

I need a partner. I can't do this alone.

The... The key is to rob good old Karl,

AKA Sweaty Pig. Blind.

Make damn sure no one knows who pulled it off.

This isn't Karl's money. This is drug dealers money.

Casinos money. Banks money.

I don't wanna spend the rest of my life in paradise

looking over my shoulder. That's not paradise.

I can't believe I didn't know you at the club.

It's like I didn't recognize you at all.

I've been a background player a long time.

Now, it's my turn to be the star.

Finally, get the girl in last reel.

(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)

Metaphorically, of course.

So, you in, Jess?

(EXHALES SHARPLY)

(SIGHS)

I don't know.

Solves your current problem

and any future problem in the same bold move.

(EXHALES SHARPLY)

(IN JAPANESE) Kishi kaisei.

(IN ENGLISH) What?

It's, um, Japanese. It means something like...

to come out of a bad situation

and make a glorious return in one sudden burst.

(CHUCKLES)

(SIGHS)

-What would you need from me? -Well, not just you.

We'd need three or four other girls from the club

to pull it off.

Girls we can trust. Girls you can trust.

-(PERCUSSIVE MUSIC PLAYING) -(PHONE BUZZING)

-Hola, sweetie. -Hi, Carmen.

CARMEN: I was just going to call you and check in.

-Everything all right? -(GUNSHOTS OVER TV)

Turn that shit down.

The sound is everything in this game.

Take this shit in the bedroom.

-(SPEAKS SPANISH) -(SPEAKS SPANISH)

(IN ENGLISH) Yes. Great. Amazing.

-Did you get laid? -JESSICA: Even better.

I think it's time for a slumber party at my house.

-(CARMEN SCREAMS IN JOY) -(DARREN SPEAKING SPANISH)

SHELBY: You wanna hear a crazy ass stripper story?

-'Cause I've got a doozy. -(CRICKETS CHIRPING)

When I first moved here, right?

I worked in Phoenix with this girl

named Busty Betty.

And she has... I'm not exaggerating, okay?

-(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING) -Triple H tits.

♪ I can take whatever you got ♪

-(BETTY CHUCKLES) -CARMEN: It's crazy.

SHELBY: Oh, yeah, it was wild.

Anyway, one night she's dancing for this old fart.

I mean, the guy had to be at least at 80, right?

And she straddles him on the chair

and pushes his head down, so he is staring right at her.

(IMITATES DOG PANTING)

You know the type, we all know the type. Come on.

And everyone's cheering on the old dude,

and he's like in total heaven.

Best night of his fricking life, kind of thing, right?

And then Betty just decides to slap her left tit

down on his face.

And I mean, hard enough to break his nose,

pop out his dentures,

and knocked the poor bastard totally unconscious.

-Like, boom, lights out. -(KIKO AND CARMEN LAUGH)

Bon voyage, mate. You have a nice life.

(ALL LAUGH)

-CARMEN: Oh, shit. -(DOOR BELL RINGS)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

Oh, did you invite Bianka?

I did.

I wasn't aware

Germans were the silk jammy sleepover type.

CARMEN: I'm now.

-(BLOWS OUT SMOKE) -You all know Bianka.

Danke!

(IN JAPANESE)

KIKO: (IN ENGLISH) Very impressive.

How did you learn Japanese?

I spent three years stripping in Tokyo.

Hated the men there. Small dicks, no tips.

What the fuck?

-Ugh. -SHELBY: Okay.

You have got to be the coolest chick

I think I've ever met. Like, seriously, shit.

JESSICA: Uh, would you like something to drink?

Vodka.

Cliché, I know.

So, you said you wanted to talk to me about something.

I must warn you I'm not into shoes

or boys or clothes or makeup or shopping

or any of the other bullshit

that strippers normally spew on about.

-What are you into? -(BLOWS OUT SMOKE)

Muscle cars, real men who know how to fuck,

Italian furniture from the Renaissance,

French films from the '60s and Kafka.

The Chase?

He's a writer.

Oh. Well, I only read astrology books, so.

-I can imagine. -Yeah, you're a little intense.

Okay. Um... I can just cut right to the chase.

(CLEARS THROAT)

So... you guys all know Mike the barback at the club?

-Mm, vaguely. -Nothing.

Short, lonely.

-Sad eyes. -Yeah, that's him.

BIANKA: You made me drive all the way up here

to talk to me about that loser?

Not him, but something really amazing he just told me.

-(INTRIGUING MUSIC PLAYING) -Oh!

What I'm about to tell you can never leave this room.

-Agreed? -I'm in whatever it is.

Okay.

-(SPEAKS JAPANESE) -She agrees. So do I.

Now, spill.

-(INDISTINCT CHATTER) -(UPBEAT POP MUSIC PLAYING)

♪ You can't deny it I'm the queen of the cinema ♪

♪ Turning heads With nothing but... ♪

Who would have thunk it, huh?

-I couldn't sleep all night. -KIKO: I think it makes sense.

-I'm out. -What? You said you were in?

Yes, in. No out. I'm in. In.

CARMEN: Karl told me he had a place in Aspen.

Told me he had an apartment in Manhattan.

He say to me he has one in Paris.

What? Big Boy Billy spews the same shit.

He's a millionaire. He's gonna be a billionaire.

Little Donald Trump wannabe... with worse hair.

-(SPUTTERS) -(LAUGHS)

I'd believe Karl over that sad cunt Billy any day.

DJ: And now, straight from United Kingdom.

Risqué's own, Shelby.

Okay. I'm up. BRB. (BLOWS KISSES)

-Okay. -Buh-bye.

-(CEREMONIAL MUSIC PLAYING) -(CROWD APPLAUDING, CHEERING)

Yeah. Let's go, Shelby.

-(INDISTINCT CHATTER) -(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

Interesting sleepover. Hmm?

It was my first.

-(MUSIC CONTINUES) -(CROWD CONTINUES TO CHEER, APPLAUD)

Are you in?

(CHUCKLES)

You are up on the main stage.

Don't want Karl to get angry now

if he catches us talking like little loud mouth birdies,

do we? Mm?

(CHUCKLES)

(FOOTSTEPS RECEDING)

(IN HUNGARIAN)

(IN ENGLISH)

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

(EXHALES SHARPLY)

Oh, my God.

(MUSIC CONCLUDES)

JESSICA: It's looking very CSI, Mike.

(CHUCKLES) I know, right?

SHELBY: Wait, wait.

So, this all happens during Eyes Wide Shut?

Yes. No one can ever know who pulled this off.

That's the key. Just like The Sting.

A bee sting?

No singer Sting. "Every Breath You Take."

-Mm. -Uh, no, I think he means

like the movie The Sting, right?

-Uh, Robert Redford. Paul Newman. -The salad dressing bloke?

MIKE: Forget it. Uh, the key is to pull off the heist

-and walk away clean. -(SPEAKS JAPANESE)

(IN JAPANESE)

(IN JAPANESE)

(MISCHIEVOUS MUSIC PLAYING)

(IN ENGLISH) Run through it again, please, Mike.

Okay. (CLEARS THROAT)

So, couple of minutes

before the Eyes Wide Shut number starts,

Jessica enters the club and joins you guys

-in the dressing room. -(JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING)

JESSICA: And no one even knows I'm there because of the masks.

-Brilliant. -(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

MIKE: You run through the show staying on stage.

When the girls all head into the audience

for the private dances, that's when you guys break off.

Kiko and Shelby make their way to the eye in the sky.

(KEYS JANGLING)

MIKE: While Jessica, Bianka and Carmen

-head toward Karl's office. -SHELBY: God, let's hope

the astrophysics spectrum arrives with emphasis,

which to be fair, it should 'cause Venus unites

with Ceres at four degrees of Capricorn.

-What? -That's the sign of success.

-Money, you know? -Oh!

High finance.

Trust me, we're gonna want the whole bloody universe

on our side. It's actually critical.

What's critical is that you and Kiko get

Big Billy Boy put away.

If he pushes that security button,

all the emphasis of Venus sitting

on Capricorn's dick is not going to mean shit.

-(JAZZ MUSIC CONTINUES) -Rude.

Go on.

MIKE: Billy boy's a horny bastard,

so just start dancing for him.

Get him back in the chair and slap the cuffs on him.

SHELBY: Well, that'll be a piece of piss.

JESSICA: I get a sense Karl can't stand that fat fuck.

He's just stuck with him 'cause he is the owner's nephew.

MIKE: At that moment, Bianka will stand guard

at the door to Karl's office as Jessica and Carmen burst in.

-What the fuck? -BIANKA: Wait, hold up.

-(MUSIC FADES) -You want me to stand guard...

while Jessica and Carmen hit the room?

What were you thinking?

I know guns. I know how to shoot a gun.

I've shot many guns. I know that the...

Hold on, Tupac.

We're not actually gonna shoot the guns, right?

No. No, not if everything goes as planned.

The last thing we want is some O.K. Corral bullshit shoot 'em up.

But we might.

Well, I've never even held a gun before.

I've been shot at, but never shoot one.

My ex used to put one by my vagina.

(SPEAKS SPANISH, GIGGLES)

MIKE: Listen, I was an army reservist.

Went to Iraq.

I'll teach you guys how to handle a gun. Okay?

But will they have bullets in them?

Maybe I'll carry mace. Yeah. Fuck it.

I'm just gonna bring my own.

BIANKA: Mm. I think that's a good idea.

I'm not sure if I trust this one with live ammo.

Well, maybe I don't bloody trust you

running around with a live gun. You know?

What with being German and all?

-I'm Hungarian. -SHELBY: Whatever.

What the fuck is that supposed to mean?

I'm gonna stretch my legs.

JESSICA: Okay. Uh, ladies, how about we listen

to what Mike has to say?

Well, listen, I think Jess deserves

a little payback on Karl.

His office smells like dog farts and old spice. I'll stand guard.

Okay, perfect. Problem solved.

(SUSPENSEFUL JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING)

What the fuck?

-(GROANS) -(METAL CLANGING)

(GUNS COCK)

Fuck!

-(STRAINS) -(HANDCUFFS CLICK)

MIKE: Bianka will hold the shotgun on Karl,

while Jess pulls up the carpet under his chair

to reveal the safe.

Jess will then take the combination

-and open the safe. -JESSICA: Uh, just a second.

How do I get the combination?

I mean, why would he just give it up?

(CHUCKLES) Well.

BIANKA: When a man has a shotgun leveled

at his head and another one at his balls,

he'll do exactly what we tell him to do.

-Precisely. -CARMEN: I'm glad we switched.

-Good to have Bianka in the room. -(CLICKS TONGUE)

Once that safe slides open, time is of the essence.

-(MECHANICAL BEEP) -(WOMEN GASP)

MIKE: So, don't just stand there slack-jawed

-staring at the millions. -(JAZZ MUSIC CONTINUES)

MIKE: Just start stuffing the cash into the robes,

which will have extra-large pockets sewn inside.

(KARL STRAINS)

MIKE: Once in the hallway, you'll see a trash cart,

which I've strategically placed there.

And one by one...

drop the robes filled with the cash... into the bin.

Jess, you hop in. Just before the show finishes,

-you guys are back dancing... -(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

...and I'm just an innocent barback,

wheeling out the trash...

and Jess... and no one's the wiser.

But what happens when someone finally finds Karl?

or Big Boy Billy?

Nothing happens.

They'll call the cops.

MIKE: And what's he gonna tell him?

"Someone stole the illegal drug money,

I've been illegally flying to the Cook Islands

and depositing in offshore accounts for years?"

Hell no.

He'll question all you girls,

but almost 20 of you are in the show

and all wearing the masks.

He'll be fucked.

BIANKA: Maybe dead.

Karma.

What goes around comes around.

So... (SIGHS) ...thems my thoughts.

It might need a nip and tuck here and there, but, uh...

I know it can work.

And when do you think we can leave town?

Not right away.

One can quit, then another,

might take six months to get everybody out.

Don't wanna raise any suspicions.

We shouldn't go around like stupid strippers

spending our money on fancy cars and big houses.

Exactly. Think of Goodfellas. Lesson learned.

Who?

Scorsese? DeNiro? Pesci?

Nothing?

I'm out.

She means in.

Count me in.

I like it so far.

You had me at hello.

For God's sake, tell me you know what that's from.

Goodfellas?

MIKE: Unbelievable.

Well, I don't fucking know.

Well, listen, we have one shot and there is zero,

and I mean zero room for error.

No, we got this.

(BLOWS RASPBERRY)

To Mike.

The happiest best time surprise

that has come into my life in a really long time.

(IN JAPANESE) Kishi kaisei!

(ALL IN UNISON) Kishi kaisei!

-(GLASSES CLINK) -(ALL CHEER)

♪ Driving in the rain With the top down ♪

♪ Chasing the last breath Of summer to another town... ♪

ROLF: (IN HUNGARIAN)

BIANKA: (IN HUNGARIAN)

(IN ENGLISH) Okay.

(IN HUNGARIAN)

(IN ENGLISH) We wait outside the club and when they exit,

we rob them, yes?

(BOTH LAUGH)

-Yes! (LAUGHS) -(LAUGHS)

(SIGHS)

(GUN CLICKS)

(SCREAMS) No!

(MUSIC CONCLUDES)

-(BIRDS CHIRPING) -Or... we rob and kill?

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

(TIRES SQUEAL)

ROLF: Going somewhere?

-Easy. Okay? (GRUNTS) -(GUNSHOT)

(SCREAMS)

(GUNSHOT)

Rob and kill. Leave no witnesses.

-Make it a clean job. -(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Okay, then I want half, plus ten percent for Franz.

Sixty-five percent for me, and 35 for you and Franz.

I don't give a fuck how you split it.

(MUSIC RESUMES)

Sorry, brother.

-Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. -(GUNSHOTS)

Deal.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

(GLASSES CLINK)

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

ROKA: (IN JAPANESE)

(IN JAPANESE)

(IN JAPANESE)

(IN ENGLISH) When this is over,

my father and my family will be set free.

ROKA: (IN ENGLISH) Yes, of course.

Now, you understand what is going to happen.

Yes.

Will it be painless?

-(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) -(MUFFLED THUMPING)

(GRUNTS)

-(CHOKES) -(SCREAMS)

(PANTS)

(MUSIC CONCLUDES)

They won't know what hit them.

(CUTLERY CLINKING)

-(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING) -(POLICE SIREN WAILING)

Sweet Scooby-Doo van you got yourself there, Mike.

Thanks. I call it the plan van.

-Oh, the plan van. -Plan van.

-Okay, everybody, let's focus. -Right.

-JESSICA: So, the stage show... -(MIKE CLEARS THROAT)

it lasts a total of five minutes, 24 seconds.

(TIMER TICKING)

JESSICA: And then the private dances

are about four minutes longer.

So let's say ten minutes total that the girls are in costume.

It tight. (EXHALES SHARPLY)

-I... I mean loose. -No, tight is right.

So we need to make our move before the private dances.

Maybe Jess and you never even joined the stage show.

SHELBY: Me and Kiko can pull out early.

I left early last week to go hang out with Roger.

Nobody noticed anything. The blind twats.

Yeah. And if anyone asks, we just say

we didn't get picked for a dance.

SHELBY: So exciting.

Like, water movie.

Waterworld?

Fuck, no water.

(SPEAKS JAPANESE)

Ocean movie.

She means Ocean's Eleven.

-Did they get away with it? -JESSICA: I think so.

I didn't see Ocean's Twelve or Thirteen though, so I'm not sure.

I think I saw Thirteen, but it could have been Eight.

-The one with the girls. -That's too unrealistic.

Look, we're getting a little off base here.

If you guys don't feel ready, we can push,

you know, keep meeting and working on it.

We only have one chance and it has to be perfect.

No, I think we should do it now.

I mean, if we wait, if we hold out

we might not follow through.

-I think we're ready. -I'm so sick of the fucking club.

(SPEAKS JAPANESE)

-(IN ENGLISH) She said let's do it. -MIKE: Okay.

Go home, get some sleep and then pack your bags

'cause tomorrow we start some real training at the house.

We got the gear and the guns.

Holy shit. We're really doing this, aren't we?

-JESSICA: Mm-hmm. -Kishi kaisei, bitches!

-(ALL CHEER) -(IN UNISON) Kishi kaisei!

(THRILLING MUSIC PLAYING)

(TIRES SQUEAL)

All right, ladies. Time is short,

so let's get down to business.

-(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING) -(CORK POPS)

♪ Who wants to party, Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Just get it started Or we're never gonna start it ♪

♪ There's a time And a place... ♪

Okay. But right after dinner, we get to work.

KIKO: Yes, sure.

(ALL CHEER)

Toast!

♪ Everyone having fun Let the music play ♪

CARMEN: I've got buttery nipples!

(SQUEALS)

Ah, all righty.

Um, right after dessert or whatever this is,

we hit the books. Agreed?

(IN UNISON) Agreed.

This isn't exactly what I meant by hitting the books.

SHELBY: Oy, pass it over.

But who am I to argue with my partners?

Mike, did you ever in your wildest dreams

think that you'd be getting high in a jacuzzi with five strippers

in a backyard

of a ten-million-dollar mansion in Tahoe?

Sure, in my wildest dreams.

I just never thought it would actually happen.

-SHELBY: Your turn, Mike. -(CHUCKLES)

Have you ever had a lap dance, Mike?

(COUGHS) No.

(ALL LAUGHING)

(UPBEAT POP MUSIC PLAYING)

♪ Ha, ha, honey ♪

(VOCALIZING)

♪ Ooh girl ♪

♪ Money, honey ♪

♪ Make you mine ♪

♪ Don't worry, worry ♪

♪ In this life We get so crazy♪

♪ So move, boy Don't be so lazy ♪

♪ In the sun Got some flowers to attend to ♪

♪ Make me some honey While my sisters makin' money ♪

♪ Looking fly with my suit on ♪

♪ I don't really care What you think, what you do ♪

♪ 'Cause I'm high up in the sky I'm on my way ♪

♪ Queens be allowed We all know how proud I am ♪

♪ And this queen is here To stay ♪

♪ Flowers on my mind Sunshine and breeze ♪

♪ Take a load off Get into this beat ♪

♪ Sunshine on my mind ♪

♪ Flowers and breeze ♪

♪ So dip your spoon in ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh Honey, honey ♪

(WHISPERS) You can touch.

♪ Don't worry, worry ♪

♪ In this life We get so crazy ♪

♪ So move, boy Don't be so lazy ♪

♪ In this life We get so crazy ♪

(SONG FADES)

JESSICA: Did you have fun last night?

-MIKE: Fun is too cheap. -(JESSICA CHUCKLES)

MIKE: Just, it doesn't do it justice.

Thanks, Jess. You know, for everything.

JESSICA: You're the one I should be thanking.

I'm really grateful we met when we did.

MIKE: Well, to be honest, we have met before.

-JESSICA: What? -MIKE: I didn't want to say anything.

JESSICA: What do you mean? When?

(SIGHS) Okay, I'll give you a hint.

Akela-B.

The coyotes.

Principal White.

West Central High?

-What do you mean? (CHUCKLES) -(SIGHS)

Holy shit.

(EXHALES SHARPLY) I have no memory of you.

We had five classes together.

Oh, my God.

I wasn't very popular.

Some guy you'd pass in the hall

on your way to cheerleading practice.

But everybody knew Jessica Collins.

Oh, God. I'm so sorry.

Come on.

Why didn't you say something sooner? I...

I-- I came to Risqué for the plan

and I was surprised when I saw you working there.

(SCOFFS)

I guess everyone else back home would be surprised too, huh?

I was gonna say something right away, but it felt sort of,

I don't know, stalkerish

and I thought maybe you didn't want anyone to know.

Cheerleader turned aging stripper.

It's pretty pathetic. I know.

No, no, come on.

It's just...

it's just life.

(EAGLE SCREECHING)

Maybe this is fate, destiny.

All roads have led to this moment

and the chance for us to be

king and queen of our own little prom.

SHELBY: Ugh, this is what day looks like.

Oh, God.

BIANKA: It's good place to bury a body.

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

SHELBY: Christ, it's so early.

(SCOFFS) It's 2:00 p.m.

Yeah. Well, I'm just not a morning,

afternoon, or early evening person. (SIGHS)

(SIGHS)

Mm. (SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

I assume you know how to use it.

(GUN COCKS)

-(RAPID GUNFIRE) -(WOMEN SCREAM)

You assumed correctly.

(LAUGHS)

You fucking badass.

All right. Easy there, Harley Quinn.

(WEAPONS CLATTERING)

Mm. For me? (CHUCKLES)

SHELBY: Hmm.

This thing's way too small.

Let me have Carmen's.

(CHUCKLES) You think you can handle this, Shelbita?

SHELBY: You bet your ass, Carmenita.

MIKE: They'll be locked and loaded before the heist,

but here's how you load it.

Real easy.

I'm just thinking out loud here,

but maybe we shouldn't go in with them loaded.

But the idea here is to never actually fire the guns. Okay?

Oh, okay. Cool. Sounds good.

If they see you carrying that bad boy,

the odds are a lot better.

No one's gonna want to take any chances.

He's right, Shelby. You look like super scary

holding that thing. (CHUCKLES)

(IN GERMAN ACCENT) Now, I'm the bad ass German motherfucker.

-Hungarian. -Same shit.

Take a shot, Shel.

Uh...

(GUN CLICKS)

(SIGHS)

No, I can't do it.

Look.

Just try.

What? It's not gonna hurt. Right, Mike?

-No. -SHELBY: No. It's not that.

I don't wanna shoot a tree.

-Oh. -(SIGHS) Come again.

Trees are living, breathing creatures.

Fun fact, did you know there is a tree in the Amazon

whose roots reach over two miles?

Ooh, what is this, fucking Avatar? (CHUCKLES)

Maybe I don't need a gun.

Okay, don't shoot the trees. Okay?

But let's at least get comfortable

holding them and moving around, okay?

All right.

(WHIMSICAL MUSIC PLAYING)

MIKE: Ready. Okay?

-It's kinda big. -Just switch it. Yeah.

(GUN COCKS)

Oi, you lot, does this look sexy next to my boobs?

-(GUNSHOTS) -(MIKE GROANS)

(GIRLS SCREAM)

-(MIKE GROANS) -What happened?

You shoot Mikey.

SHELBY: Are you sure?

Oh, no.

SHELBY: Oh, my God. Holy fuck.

I didn't mean, I just...

I literally just fell over, right? And then, boom,

I didn't even pull the trigger.

Calm down. Shelby. Just calm down.

Hey, can you hear me?

(KIKO SPEAKS JAPANESE)

(SPEAKS JAPANESE)

What did she say?

She asked if was going to die.

Should have read his horoscope before we come up here.

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

(SINGS) ♪ Coyotes ♪

BOTH: ♪ Go, you mighty Coyotes ♪

♪ Run, run ♪

♪ And win that game ♪

♪ For good, old West Central High ♪

Yeah.

(WHISPERS) I will see you in class, Jess.

Mike, stay with me. Hey, look at me.

We need you. Don't die on us.

Just have a rest. Okay.

Oh.

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

CARMEN: What were you singing?

(EXHALES SHARPLY)

It was our high school fight song.

You went to high school with him?

I didn't even remember him.

Now, I'll never forget him.

That's some freaky shit.

What are we gonna do?

Well, we can just stand here all day and do nothing.

Shall we just leave him here?

No, I'm not just gonna leave him out here like this.

Maybe we should just go tell the police,

I mean, was a total freak accident.

BIANKA: Good idea. Yes.

We go and tell the police that you accidentally shot

a man whilst we were planning to rob a club, armed.

(JESSICA SIGHS)

(KIKO SPEAKS JAPANESE)

I-- I can't go to jail.

Okay. Well...

we can't just leave him out here to rot

in the middle of fucking nowhere, so...

CARMEN: I think we should just bury him.

Okay?

-Yeah. -KIKO: Agreed?

Agreed.

(EAGLE SCREECHING)

JESSICA: If you're up there watching all this, Mike,

I'm glad we found each other again.

I'm sorry we're gonna miss the prom.

Like you said,

it's just life, I guess.

And I am real sorry

for shooting you, Mike.

Although, I swear this had to do with a transit

in your eighth house

when Saturn converged with Venus within the moon nodes

and nothing to do with me,

or that bloody, stupid, malfunctioning gun.

which you did give me, Mike, so...

(CARMEN SPEAKS SPANISH)

(IN ENGLISH) That was from Point Break...

but you knew that.

JESSICA: Amen.

(MUSIC CONCLUDES)

And I thought this was really it. You know?

Like a real way to change our lives forever.

I needed the money.

I don't know what I do now.

Go back to work, I guess.

Back to the grind.

At least you guys have something to go back to.

I'm fucked.

CARMEN: No, I can't go back to the club now.

I already had a whole new life planned.

Who says we have to?

What do you mean?

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

Why can't we go ahead with what we had planned?

And how do we do that?

Because we all know what to do.

And Jessica can take Mike's part.

I'll get the coats out of the club.

No one's gonna miss me because I'm not even there.

Wait, do you really think we can still pull this off?

I think we have to.

Mike's dead, and if we turn back now,

he died for nothing.

I couldn't stomach that.

(QUIETLY) Kishi kaisei.

(ALL IN UNISON) Kishi kaisei.

-(LIVELY MUSIC PLAYING) -(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

♪ My baby tells me All the time♪

♪ He loves candy ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ Morning, noon And anytime ♪

♪ He wants candy ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ And late at night When he goes to bed ♪

♪ There's only one thought In his head ♪

Babe.

Not right now, babe.

♪ My baby loves me ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ No box of chocolates Can compete ♪

-(INDISTINCT CHATTER) -(PEOPLE CHEERING)

♪ He never has to Trick or treat ♪

♪ For his candy ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ He's got a sweet tooth No one can deny ♪

♪ He's got it out of this world Up inside for candy ♪

♪ My baby loves me ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

(CROWD CHEERING)

♪ Don't give him ice cream Or cherry pie ♪

♪ 'Cause I know He'll only be satisfied ♪

♪ With his candy ♪

♪ My baby loves me ♪

♪ He loves his candy ♪

♪ My baby loves me ♪

♪ My baby tells me All the time ♪

♪ He loves candy ♪

(CROWD APPLAUDING)

♪ Morning, noon And anytime ♪

-♪ He wants candy ♪ -(GUN CLICKS)

♪ And late at night When he goes to bed ♪

(GUN COCKS)

♪ There's only one thought In his head ♪

-(CROWD HOOTING, APPLAUDING) -♪ It's candy ♪

♪ My baby loves me ♪

♪ No box of chocolates Can compete ♪

-(GUNSHOT) -(GLASS SHATTERS)

-(MUSIC STOPS ABRUPTLY) -Shit.

Oh, not this bloody gun as well.

(INTRIGUING MUSIC PLAYING)

-The deal is off. -It can't be off.

(SHOUTS) The deal is off.

Need to cancel the heist.

Yakuza will not be pleased.

WOMAN: Taxi.

BILLY: (INHALES SHARPLY) Damn, Nina.

Oh, you wanna swipe right on Big Boy Billy, baby?

BILLY: Mm. Oh, my God.

(CROWD CHEERING, APPLAUDING)

Right on time.

(EXHALES) My heart's pounding out of my chest.

(SPEAKS JAPANESE)

(IN ENGLISH) Agreed.

What?

Stay cool, sister.

(SIGHS)

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Jeanie in a bottle, in the Eyes Wide Shut show.

JESSICA: (WHISPERING) You can do this.

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

You can do this.

This is the oldest you've ever been,

and you'll never be this young again.

(MUSIC TURNS UPBEAT)

(GUN COCKS)

DJ: We're going on in one minute.

(CROWD CHEERING, APPLAUDING)

DJ: All right, you horny bastards.

Kubrick himself called it dazzling.

Give it up for Risqué's exclusive extravaganza.

Eyes Wide Shut.

(CROWD CHEERING, APPLAUDING)

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

BILLY: Oh, oh yeah. (CHUCKLES)

Hello, hello, ladies.

Y'all ready for a little Big Boy Billy sex sandwich?

(GUNS COCK)

Yo. Yo. What the fuck is this?

Come on.

What?

(HANDCUFFS CLICKING)

"This is no joke." "We don't want to hurt you,

but play the hero and you will die."

(CHAIN RATTLES)

So, what, there's no twofer?

(GAGS, WHIMPERS)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(CROWD CHEERING, APPLAUDING)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

Carmen, all good?

Yeah. Kiko and Shelby are tying up Big Boy Billy.

Bianka?

(SIGHS)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

What are you doing here? Fucking show's on.

Ah, you gotta be kidding me.

(KARL GROANS)

We good?

He not going anywhere.

-(METALLIC CHAIN RATTLES) -(BILLY GRUNTS)

We are really fucking doing this.

Oh, yeah. It's all happening, baby.

(KARL GROANS)

Who the fuck are you?

(JESSICA PANTS)

At Folsom, they told me there's a safe,

a big, wide floor safe right under Karl's chair.

(SIGHS)

(GUN COCKS)

Where's the floor safe?

Floor safe? What fucking floor safe?

The floor safe with the money.

The money from the Peppermill and the Eldorado,

the liquor store, the drug house. Cook Islands!

Ring a bell, asshole?

-Cook, what? -(MUSIC CONCLUDES)

I have no fucking clue what you are talking about.

The big, black bag.

The big man with the black bag

every third Saturday of the month.

You mean Harvey?

He is my chiropractor, you dumb bitch.

(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)

KARL: Boy, do I need an adjustment?

Let's fucking go.

(GROANS)

(DOOR OPENING)

-KARL: What the fuck? -(DOOR CLOSING)

Jess, you are fucking dead!

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

(SIGHS)

There's gotta be a floor safe. Where's the safe?

Millions from the Peppermill

and the Eldorado that you put on a plane.

A private plane to the Cook Islands!

Where is it?

Listen to me, you desperate piece of shit.

Do you know how much fucking uglier

this makes you look? Huh?

There's a wall safe in Big Boy Billy's office.

On a good night, it holds around 30 grand.

Is that what you want, Jess?

You desperate piece of nothing. Thirty grand. Huh?

CARMEN: He said it was right here.

Why would he say it was here?

(LAUGHS)

Some loser puked up some

silly sack of crazy bullshit

probably hoping to get laid.

I'm sure you would.

And you stupid fucking bitches bought it.

(LAUGHS)

(GRUNTS)

Shit.

It's gotta be here.

He said it was here.

(SPEAKS JAPANESE)

(BIANKA SPEAKS JAPANESE)

What'd she say?

We're fucked.

(GRUNTS)

(METALLIC CHAIN RATTLES)

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

(SPEAKS HUNGARIAN)

(SPEAKS HUNGARIAN)

(SENSUAL MUSIC PLAYING)

(SPEAKS JAPANESE)

(SPEAKS JAPANESE)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

CARMEN: It was all bullshit, Jess.

He was just in love with you.

Some creepy loser from high school.

No.

No. What would be the point?

Why would he do that? He wouldn't do that.

(KIKO SPEAKS JAPANESE)

(IN ENGLISH) Crazy. Crazy. He crazy.

Yeah. He's fucking delusional, all right?

Even worse than that asshole, Big Boy Billy.

Let's get the fuck out of here.

Wait.

I know Mike was telling the truth.

I know it.

We have to go, Jess.

CARMEN: Someone needs to take that prick out.

Yeah, but then we'd end up with Big Boy Billy.

And to be honest with you, I dunno which prick's worse.

Still looking fucking sexy, Jess.

JESSICA: Fuck him.

Just had to stomach another delusional rant

from Big Boy Billy.

(SPEAKS SPANISH)

(IN SPANISH) Es un cerdo loco!

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

BILLY: I'm just saying for an O.G. veteran like yourself,

you still hot as shit.

It's a compliment.

Gotta take it as such.

JESSICA: If your Uncle didn't own this joint

and kept you employed out of some sad sense of pity,

God knows what freeway underpass you'd be living under.

Nasty, very nasty. But...

I'm a key piece of my Uncle's vast operation.

I'm a mover and shaker, baby!

And you're gonna regret not fucking me

when you had the chance. (MUNCHES)

-Now, you've made me nauseous. -(CHUCKLES)

Hey, girl. You're late. Karl was on the prowl for you.

JESSICA: Fuck him.

Just had to stomach another delusional rant

from Big Boy Billy.

FLOYD: This sour-pussed jack-off,

that my man called him, Sweaty Pig.

What if Mike had it wrong 'cause they got it wrong?

Who?

His cellmates.

What kind of a nickname is Sweaty Pig?

What's that matter?

What if it's Billy?

-What? -That makes no sense.

We know it wasn't that big guy with the beard.

We know that for sure.

But there was this nerdy looking guy.

Oh, shit. Yeah, with a backpack, right?

He's the mule with the cash.

That's why he makes so many trips here.

He never got a dance. You know?

He never watched the show.

Because he wasn't there for the show.

He was there to see Billy.

I always just assumed he sold him drugs.

That safe is in Big Boy Billy's room.

I know it. He's the sweaty fucking pig.

Sorry. The what?

(INHALES SHARPLY)

SHELBY: Oh, Jesus.

(JESSICA EXHALES SHARPLY)

(WOOD CREAKS)

KIKO: Ah.

BIANKA: Oh, my God.

How did you know? Who told you?

An old friend.

Jessica.

Big Boy Billy, AKA the Sweaty Pig.

What? Who said that?

Never mind. The combination. Now.

Fuck you.

BIANKA: We have no time for this shit.

-(GUNSHOTS) -(BILLY GROANS)

Fuck! (SCREAMS)

You fucking bitch.

Oh, you're dead. You're all dead.

BIANKA: First one's in your stomach,

the next one's in your throat,

and the last one will be in your head.

-The combination. -(BLOOD SQUELCHING)

Seventeen, 34, 45, 11.

(GROANS)

-(WOMEN EXCLAIM) -(LIVELY MUSIC PLAYING)

I know Mike wasn't lying.

Oh, my God. You did it, Jess.

Let's go, girls.

Money. Money.

Let's go. Let's grab it.

CARMEN: I can't believe it.

-Whoa! -Pass me more cash.

Okay. Oh, no!

JESSICA: Okay.

KIKO: Give me more. Give me more.

Bags. In the dressing room. Come on.

CARMEN: You bet, Chica.

-SHELBY: Yeah. Right with you. -KIKO: Let's move ass.

Kiko, Carmen, Shelby.

I know those voices.

You won't get away with this.

Not if you will. My uncle will hunt you down.

(GUNSHOT)

-(ALARM RINGING) -(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

Shit.

You are the only one who knows who we are.

-Fuck. -Just you.

Okay. Okay. Listen, listen, I take it all back.

I hate my fucking uncle. Okay?

I won't say a word. I swear.

-Gun. -(GUNSHOTS)

Oh, Christ. You're one cold, cool German bitch.

-(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING) -Hungarian.

Girls, let's stash the guns in Karl's office. Come on.

-KIKO: Good idea. -SHELBY: Yeah, right with you.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Stop. What the fuck are you doing here?

(EXHALES)

Walk away from the door.

(SIGHS) Fuck!

Out of the hallway. Now.

(DRAMATIC WESTERN MUSIC PLAYING)

Oh, shit.

Shit.

(MUSIC BUILDS, FADES)

-Fucking whores! -(ALL SCREAMING)

-(GUNSHOTS FIRING) -(GLASS SHATTERS)

(GRUNTS)

(GUNSHOT)

-(UPBEAT ROCK MUSIC PLAYING) -(INDISTINCT CLAMOR)

(WHISPERS) Now. Now.

Go. Go. Move it. Move it.

-(GLASS SHATTERS) -(GUNSHOTS)

(GROANS)

(GROANS)

(CROWD SCREAMING)

-(GLASS SHATTERS) -(GUNSHOTS)

(MUSIC FADES)

What? A girl's gotta smell good.

(SIGHS)

-Ah! -Oh, shit.

(LIVELY ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

(CROWD SCREAMING)

(MUSIC SWELLS)

(CAR ENGINE REVVING)

(POLICE SIREN WAILING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER OVER POLICE RADIO)

-OFFICER: Reno Police. -(WOMAN SOBBING)

-Hey. Go. -DANCER: Police, can I go?

(MUSIC FADES)

Did that just really happen?

It really just happened, all right.

Are we really fucking rich?

We're really fucking rich, all right.

(ALL CHUCKLE)

I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.

Oh. Casablanca.

That's my mother's favorite movie. (CHUCKLES)

No, I made it up.

It's from Clueless.

No. It's Top Gun sequel.

It's from Top Gun sequel.

SHELBY: It's just a really good line. All right?

And I dunno about you lot,

but I could use a bloody vacation.

How does Madrid Sound?

-(SIGHS) -Switzerland.

Bali.

Peru.

How about a couple of months in each?

-Mm. -Oh, yes, babe.

(GENTLE MUSIC PLAYING)

MIKE: I may not believe in karma,

but I do believe things happen for a reason, Jessica.

If I can figure out a clean way to snatch the dough,

I hand over 20 percent

to the boys' families in Memphis.

BOTH: Shit.

Today is the oldest you've ever been,

and you'll never be this young again.

Just gotta make a quick stop in Memphis.

Kishi kaisei!

(IN UNISON) Kishi kaisei!

(CHEERING)

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

♪ I call out When the sun goes down ♪

♪ We can fly around the world Chasing the night ♪

♪ We'll light up The darkest town ♪

♪ We can fly around the world Chasing the night ♪

♪ We'll light up The darkest town ♪

♪ We can fly around the world Chasing the night ♪

♪ Name a place We've never been ♪

♪ I bet we can finally see it ♪

♪ We can fly around the world Chasing the night ♪

♪ We don't know When the sun goes down ♪

♪ We have friends In every town ♪

♪ We can fly around the world Chasing the night ♪

♪ Chasing the night ♪

♪ Chasing the night ♪

♪ We can fly around the world Chasing the night ♪

♪ Chasing the night ♪

♪ Chasing the night ♪

♪ We can fly around the world Chasing the night ♪

(SONG CONCLUDES)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

(MUSIC CONCLUDES)

(MELLOW POP MUSIC PLAYING)

♪ Got to admit I feel a little off center ♪

♪ It's been like a month Of endless days ♪

♪ Cocktails and wine Help me to forget her ♪

♪ But my wanting Ain't goin' away ♪

♪ Sausalito was almost Like heaven ♪

♪ Now it only brings back Her face ♪

♪ I'm gonna buy back My 911 ♪

♪ And take a drive From Big Sur to LA ♪

♪ She ain't coming back ♪

♪ Driving in the rain With the top down ♪

♪ Chasin' the last breath Of summer to another town ♪

♪ It's time to take A little look around ♪

♪ Got to be something good Left to be found ♪

♪ Driving in the rain With the top down ♪

♪ Driving in the rain With the top down ♪

♪ Driving in the rain With the top down ♪

♪ Chasing the sun ♪

♪ Sun ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ I got a notion I can't take for granted ♪

♪ It's like a tune Kickin' 'round in my mind ♪

♪ It's like a wine That ain't been decanted ♪

♪ It's like a melody Gone out of time ♪

♪ I'm gonna drive Until I outrun the memory ♪

♪ Until the sunlight Cuts through the pain ♪

♪ I'm gonna vibe on all The new energy ♪

♪ And find myself Without her again ♪

♪ Driving in the rain With the top down ♪

♪ Chasin' the last breath Of summer to another town ♪

♪ It's time to take A little look around ♪

♪ Got to be something good Left to be found ♪

♪ Driving in the rain With the top down ♪

♪ Driving in the rain With the top down ♪

♪ Driving in the rain With the top down ♪

♪ Chasing the sun ♪

♪ Sun ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪

(SONG CONCLUDES)

(GENTLE MUSIC PLAYING)

(MUSIC CONCLUDES)