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Theorizing that one could time-travel within his own lifetime,

Dr. Sam Beckett stepped into the Quantum Leap Accelerator

and vanished.

He woke to find himself trapped in the past,

facing mirror images that were not his own

and driven by an unknown force

to change history for the better.

His only guide on this journey is Al,

an observer from his own time,

who appears in the form of a hologram

that only Sam can see and hear.

And so Dr. Beckett finds himself leaping from life to life,

striving to put right what once went wrong

and hoping each time that his next leap

will be the leap home.

Well? You gonna blow

or wait till the whole house burns down?

Blow?

The can...

Yeah. The candles.

Ahem, The can...

Surprise!

Happy birthday!

We don't want to wear him out

before I can give him my gift, do we?

Happy birthday.

Oh, oh, oh, boy!

Look at those presents. Boy, are those for me?

Open mine.

Mine first.

That's mine. I mean, it's yours, but it's from me.

It's an old family heirloom.

I didn't know what to get you. I thought you might...

Will you shut up and just let him open it?

I hope you like it.

I'm sure... I'm sure I will.

Oh!

You gave Gilbert a marble for his birthday?

It's not a marble. It's a glass eye.

Eew!

It belonged to my grandfather.

They say that everyone who owns it, it brings luck to.

Everyone except Gramps, of course.

Just be quiet.

Why don't you just make me?

Why don't you just get out of my face.

Take a walk.

Oh, come on.

Time to go to work, ladies.

Lick your lips and swivel your hips.

Maybe we'll get lucky.

Wait. Should you go out there dressed like this?

Gilbert, are you okay?

Yeah. Yeah, no. I'm just, uh, you know...

I got excited about the presents and the party...

Oh, Did I miss a party? Damn.

...and stuff like that.

Well, you just relax and take it easy.

Okay.

That's one of the advantages of being the birthday boy.

Yeah.

I'll show you a few more later.

I bet she can, too.

Okay, girls,

put on your smiles

and everybody think virgin.

Hello, boys!

Welcome to the best damn cathouse in New Orleans.

She's kind of cute.

I think she likes you, too.

She doesn't like me, Al.

I think she likes him.

Well, technically speaking, that's you.

For a while, anyway.

What's goin' on, Al?

Oh, that's easy... that's easy...

These guys are here to get...

I know what these guys are here to get.

Okay? Give me a break.

Oh, you mean, oh, what's happening with you?

Yeah.

Oh, uh, let's see, August 4, 1961.

Your name is Gilbert La Bonte,

owner and operator

of the La Bonte Sewing and Quilting Academy.

Quilting Academy?

I thought you told me this was a brothel.

It is.

Uh, this house has been in operation since the Civil War.

Your great grandfather, or... or Gilbert's great grandfather started this place.

But why a Quilting Academy? What does that...

Well, in those days, it was common for a bordello to hide behind the cover

of a legitimate business.

But believe me, Sam, the only thing being sewn out there, are wild oats!

Al, what am I doing here?

Huh? Oh, we don't know.

What?

Yet. Ziggy is still...

He-he's still searchin' for the original history.

If Ziggy's still running down the original history

then what are you doing here?

Oh, no! You came for the girls, didn't you?

You came for the girls, I can't believe that.

- Come on... - Can't believe it because it's...

Do you realize what that is out there?

That's Shangri-la. That's Utopia.

Look.

It's the mother lode.

Oh.

Ready for some good times? Want to have some fun?

That is one of the saddest things I've ever seen.

Sad? It's tragic.

You think so, too?

Sure. Joint like this should have an elevator.

Come here.

Poor old guy havin' to walk up the stairs.

- Go away. Go away. - He's gonna be tired when he gets...

And don't come back until you know why I'm here.

- Me, go away? - You don't need to be here.

There's nothing for you to see out there. Now just go away.

Of all the partners in the whole wide world that I should have to pick

and what do I end up with?

The Prudent Prince.

What are you lookin' at?

Talking to yourself again?

No, not really. I mean, yes...

Don't be embarrassed.

It's perfectly normal for prospective bridegrooms to be nervous.

Bridegroom?

Have you thought about a date yet?

I'm pushin' again, aren't I?

It's just that, well, I guess we're not gettin' any younger.

I'm sorry.

Look, there's no reason for you to do anything more...

Ow! You're hurting me.

Let me go.

Gilbert, you better get out here. Quick!

Let go of my arm.

What's wrong? Is there a problem here?

Who are you?

I'm the owner of this house.

Oh, really?

Well, you're just the man I want to see.

Your girl here, doesn't wanna go upstairs.

I thought we could get to know each other a little first.

Know each other?

Sweetheart, I don't want to know you, I just wanna...

Just let go of her, okay?

Hey!

Now, just what the hell kinda cathouse is this anyway?

One with rules.

And the first rule is, nobody does anything they don't wanna do.

- Yeah, that's right. - Oh, really?

Says who?

Says me and this shotgun.

Now, lady, you better be careful with that thing.

'Cause, you know, it might accidentally go off.

Well, if it goes off, it won't be no accident.

Now, Admiral,

if I was you,

I'd sail that battleship of yours outta here,

before I turn it into a dinghy.

She's hot, man, she's hot.

Better go.

Come on, let's get outta here. Let's go find some real women.

Yeah.

I know a place that won't give us a problem.

Thanks.

Don't thank me.

I probably would've killed all of you.

And, if my gumbo is ruined,

I just might come back and finish the job.

You okay?

Yeah, I just...

Oh, okay.

I'm feelin' a little bit sick.

I think I need a drink of water.

Good evening.

Have I the pleasure of speaking with Mr. La Bonte?

Oh, yeah. Right. That would be, uh, me.

Uh, what can I do for you?

I'm looking for a young woman.

Uh-huh.

Redheaded. About 20 years old.

Well, I'm... I'm really not sure that...

I think we have what you're lookin' for.

Paulette. Come here, honey.

I'm sure Paulette can meet your needs.

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

I didn't make myself clear. I...

I'm not looking for entertainment.

I'm looking for a student of mine.

Student?

Yes.

My name is Dorleac, Jake Dorleac.

I run a girls finishing school,

and, well, one of our girls

ran off and I'm trying to find her and bring her back.

Before her parents find out, is that it?

I'd like to spare them the embarrassment of finding her in a...

Cathouse!

That wouldn't look too good for you, would it, darlin'?

I'm sorry,

but we can't help you.

Can't? Or won't?

She said can't.

Yes, she did.

Yes. I apologize.

Thank you.

Thank you very much for your time. Excuse me.

What the hell was that all about?

I don't know, but she sure was terrified.

- Who? - Gina.

- Of Mr. Prissy Pants? - Mmm-hmm.

Why? I'll go talk to her.

No, no, no. Hold on, I'll do it.

And a dash of bug juice

to add some starch to your stockings.

What is that?

Plantain banana skins,

balsam apples, gum moss and whiskey.

I hope you've got a strong stomach.

Well, if she had a strong stomach she wouldn't need that.

Go ahead, child, drink it on down.

Ugh! That's the most disgusting thing I've ever tasted.

But you'll soon feel better.

Well, since it ain't supper time,

I guess he's here to talk with you.

Stir my gumbo.

- Uh... uh, yes, ma'am. - Now, don't you be sassin' me.

No.

You must be feelin' pretty bad to drink that stuff, huh?

Well, I've just got an upset stomach.

Well, maybe it's just nerves.

Well, I'll be better in a few minutes.

Hmm.

What are you doin' here, Gina?

Look, I'm... I'm real sorry about that sailor, but he was a jerk.

And that's why you didn't go upstairs with him?

Uh, well, no. I... I didn't go upstairs with him

because he smelled.

Gina.

I... I need to get back out there. I'm real sorry.

It won't happen again, I promise.

She's right, Sam.

What?

Well, there's a 98.6 percent chance

That she'll never even have the chance

to turn down a customer again.

Is that good news? What?

No, that's bad news.

Why is Ziggy always givin' us bad news?

Once in a while you think we'd get good news.

Never mind. Sometime, in the next 24 hours she disappears.

In a month, her body is found in a swamp.

And, apparently,

she was beaten to death.

Al, If she doesn't die for a month,

what are we doing here now?

Well, according to Ziggy,

whatever happened that caused her death, started here.

But her body was found up near Lake Charles

and that's 160 miles away.

But that's also where Gina's from originally.

I don't suppose anyone was arrested.

Uh, well, we don't know. Ziggy's still trying to get the local police records.

Trying?

Yeah, they weren't exactly big on filing systems

at the... at the smaller parishes

but he's tryin' to get something.

What about the New Orleans police?

Well, we've got a better shot with them.

They've got a couple of people that say

they spotted a girl that matches Gina's description

Leaving the Adams Hotel with a man on the night she vanished.

Which, by the way,

- is tonight. - Oh, great. That's great.

So I've got less than 24 hours

to figure out who kidnaps her and when.

Yeah, well, in a case like this, everyone's a suspect.

So keep your eye on Gina and don't lose her.

I've got a funny feelin' about her, Al.

I think she's as lost here as I am.

Feelin' better?

A little.

You almost blew everything with that sailor.

I know. I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to cause any trouble.

If Gilbert finds out you're my cousin and not a workin' girl

he'll throw us both out.

And I can't let that happen.

Now, you gonna tell me what you're doin' here

or am I gonna have to pinch you?

Well, I... I told you, I just couldn't stay in Lake Charles anymore.

I know. You had to get out and see the world.

Well, isn't that why you left?

I don't know.

It's been so long it's hard to remember anymore.

How come you never came back?

They don't exactly roll out the red carpet for women like me.

Besides, Gilbert and I are gettin' married.

You really love him, don't you?

I don't know if love is what you'd call it.

When I was a kid, I remember thinking

that you were the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen.

You had every boy in town chasin' after you.

Yeah.

And most of 'em caught me.

Gina, this isn't some dime store novel.

It's real

and it's cold

and it's no place for a kid like you.

Go home.

I can't. I mean, there's just nothin' there for me anymore.

Yeah, well,

I guess we've got that in common anyway.

I was real sorry to hear about your mama passin'.

Just watch your step, okay?

Gilbert won't think twice about throwin' us both out

if he finds we've been lyin' to him.

Marsha, thanks for helpin' me out.

You're about the only family I got left.

Ooh, this looks so good.

God, I wish I could smell it!

Sam, you haven't lived until you've tasted real crawfish gumbo.

With the spices and the little legs of the crawfish and...

Would you stop talking about the food?

- Stop talkin' about the food... - But it's so...

Stop talkin' about the food for a second.

I've got to figure out a way to keep Gina from disappearing.

Well, Ziggy says there's a 60 percent chance that she's taken from this house.

Then I'll just shut it down.

- What? - The house.

I'll shut it down so nobody can get in.

- No, no. No good. - What do you mean no good?

Already ran that scenario past Ziggy and he says it's too risky.

She could leave and you'd lose control.

What else am I gonna do?

It's better this way. You know where she is.

You just have to find a way to keep her away from strangers.

- Excuse me, Gilbert. - Mmm-hmm.

The boys from Shreveport are here.

Play something religious.

Gentlemen.

Howdy. Would you be Gilbert La Bonte?

That would be me. And you would be...

I'd be, uh...

...talking to them if I had my druthers.

So this is the famous La Bonte Sewin' and Quiltin' Academy.

Yeah. Yeah, that's us.

How did you fellows find out about us, anyway?

Chester Despardee told us about it.

Chester Despardee?

Chester, he only owns the biggest fillin' station in town.

Three pumps and a lift.

Remember, he was here last year at that big truck tire convention?

Gee, we must've missed that one.

He said if you wanted to have a good time in New Orleans

then Gilbert La Bonte was the man to see.

Well, here you are.

Here you are.

Here I am all right.

Hey, you guys part of a club or somethin'?

Club? Oh, you mean these.

No, we won these from some guys

in a poker game back at the hotel.

What hotel would that be?

Well, uh, The Adams. Why?

Uh, no reason.

Listen, you better get rid of these guys.

Because one of them might be the guy that takes off with Gina.

We were just wonderin'. Do we pay you before or after?

Before or after what?

Before or after what.

Before or after that, yeah. No, no.

Uh, before we can really get into... into that,

we, um... We, uh...

We have to sing.

What? Sing?

No, we don't sing, we hum.

It's a new policy, see? Uh, before we can do that,

uh, we all have to sing.

It helps everybody relax.

Sing? Wait a minute.

Chester didn't say nothin' about no singin', did he, boys?

No, no, no.

Like I said, it's a new policy,

and I got to tell you that the girls really like it.

But... but also, if-if you don't wanna sing,

I will totally understand if you want to take your business someplace else.

We did hear a lot of good things about this place

but there ain't no way in hell we're gonna...

Uh, we...

What am I gonna do? I'm running out of beers on the wall.

I don't know. Oh, you could always say, "One more time."

I don't know.

I didn't know they were gonna hang on this long.

But you've got to think of something real annoying...

More annoying... more annoying than that?

Yeah, if you wanna get rid of 'em.

Heck, now that was fun, wasn't it? Because, I mean,

time just flies when you're havin' fun like that.

So, why... why don't we, uh...

Why don't we quit foolin' around

and get to foolin' around.

Yeah!

Yeah, yeah. Well, uh, that-that'd be all right,

but I think maybe first

what we should try is a game of charades.

Charades?

No, sir. We ain't playin' no more games.

At least not with you, little buddy.

Are we gonna get to touch these ladies or not?

Good night, guys, say hello to Chester for me.

And you, cousin, are a wet blanket.

Well, ahem...

Do you want to tell me what that was all about?

- This is gonna be a good one. - Well, see, um...

I felt like that those guys were trouble.

You know, they... they kind of looked like trouble to me.

Oh, yeah, they were wild men, all right.

- Uh, Gilbert... - Mmm-hmm?

...are... are you sure you're feelin' all right?

Well, yeah. No, I'm fine. It's just...

It's my birthday, you know.

And... and, I've been thinkin' about it,

and I think maybe we should celebrate my birthday by,

you know, just shuttin' down the house for the night.

What?

Now I know you're sick.

Don't worry, mama's gonna make you feel better.

Sam, you can't do that. I... I told you...

Why don't you go tell everybody that we're takin' the night off.

Oh, goody.

And then some other things, too.

- Uh, Sam... - Al, I know what Ziggy says.

That Gina might take off. But I'm not gonna let that happen.

What if you can't stop it?

Look, Al, I can't ask every man who walks in here to sing, right?

So if I shut down the house, nobody can get in.

If nobody gets in, then nothing can happen to Gina.

Trust me,

I know what I'm doin'.

According to Ziggy, shutting down the house will accomplish nothing.

Give it time. He probably hasn't had time to compute all the new variables.

Besides, the main thing is that nobody will be able to get to Gina.

- Well, I hope you're right. - Well...

Hey, that's my necklace.

That's why they call it a cathouse.

- It was in my room. - So that makes it yours?

It sure doesn't make it yours.

Couldn't be yours because it's too small to fit your neck.

Little Bo Peep, how would you like to be turned into lamb chops?

- Hey, what's going on? - Hi, Gilbert.

Hi. W-Where's everybody goin'?

Well, we figured since you shut down the house,

we'd go to the French Quarter.

It isn't every day you get the night off.

- That doesn't make sense. - It does, too.

How can you take a day off at night?

Sometimes you're such a...

Where's Gina?

Oh, she's up in her room.

I asked her if she wanted to go with us.

But she said she wasn't feeling so hot.

Good.

Good?

I mean, it's good that you asked her to go with you.

It's nice of you to think of her.

Hey, Marsha, aren't you gonna come with us?

No, I thought

I'd stay and keep Gilbert company.

Bye-bye.

Bye, Gilbert.

You hit me one more time, Bo Peep, you won't be peepin' anymore.

All right, ladies, you ready to paint the town red?

I'd stick around, too,

but I hate to see a grown man cry, especially when it's me.

Where you goin'?

I'm goin' to slip into something a little more comfortable.

Boy, she's really got the hots for this La Bonte guy.

You can say that again.

She's really got the hots...

Al, how long before they get married?

- They don't get married. - What?

He marries Paulette.

What? You told me that they were...

I can see you've got your hands full here,

so I'm gonna go and keep my eye on the girls.

Al, come on...

Don't you do anything that I wouldn't do.

But if you do, take pictures.

Yes?

Mind if I come in?

Sure.

I was just gettin' ready for bed.

To go to sleep.

Oh, no, I know. I'll just be here a second.

Is... is this your mom? She's pretty.

Mmm-hmm.

You guys look an awful lot alike.

People used to say we were sisters.

You think she ever wonders about

what you're doin' or worries about you?

My mama passed away a couple of years back.

Well, what about your father?

My father left home when I was 15.

And I haven't seen him since.

I'm sorry.

Were you left all alone? Didn't you have any...

Relatives took me in.

So what are you doin' here?

It didn't work out.

It can't be any better here.

Gina, what are you running away from?

Nothing.

Well, you don't belong here. I mean, that is obvious.

Are you sayin' you want me to leave?

No. No. I don't want you to leave.

I just feel like...

Maybe if... if you could find a way to confront whatever it is

that you're running away from or whatever that...

Well, maybe you wouldn't be afraid anymore and then maybe

you wouldn't have to be here.

I'm not afraid.

Well, I... I just think that...

I need to go to bed now.

Okay.

You know,

you are a lot stronger than you think.

You like my new outfit?

Yeah.

I mean, uh, yeah, it's... it's very nice.

I bought it for you.

Well, I doubt if it's exactly my size

but, you know, it's... it's the thought that counts.

It's been a long time since we've had the whole house to ourselves.

Which opens up so many possibilities.

Well, let's not forget

that we really don't have the whole house to ourselves.

Gina's upstairs.

And we're down here.

I think it's time I unwrap your birthday present.

Don't you?

Oh, boy.

Gina.

Jake, what are you doin' here?

I came to see you, honey.

Your mama's lucky she died.

Saved her from seein' you like this.

But you changed your hair.

It's nice.

Jake, there are people here.

You mean that little pimp of yours?

I don't think he's much of a threat.

Do you?

How did you find me?

I found this in your scrap book.

I asked around and found out

you had a cousin who worked in New Orleans.

I started at one end of the city

and I worked my way across till I got here.

I recognized her when I was in here earlier.

You shouldn't have left me, Gina.

Huh.

It didn't look good. It did not look good at all.

Everybody at school misses you, Gina.

Everybody is askin' about you.

Now what am I supposed to tell 'em?

It's not what it looks like.

I just needed a place to stay, that's all.

I was afraid.

It's all over now. I swear.

I swear.

Now, you go ahead and get your things together

and we'll go home.

No.

What do you want from me, Gilbert?

I don't want anything.

Are you in love with her?

- Who? - Gina.

I've seen the way you've been lookin' at her,

hoverin' over her.

I guess it's pretty funny

that I'd lose you to somebody in my own family.

What are you talking about?

I guess it doesn't matter anymore.

Gina,

she's my cousin.

She needed a place to stay.

So I let her come here.

- You mean she's not... - A whore?

No.

But I am.

Aren't I?

And that's the only thing you'll ever be able to see me as.

I am such a fool.

I actually thought I could start all over again.

Like nothin' ever happened.

But it's too late.

Isn't it?

Because you'll never see me as anything but this.

Marsha,

it's never too late to start over again.

It's just...

I'm not sure if I'm the one to start over with.

- I mean, the truth is... - No! Jake!

Gina!

Please, Jake, don't hit me, please!

Why do you make me do this?

Jake, please!

Why don't you try that on me?

Gina, you okay?

Yeah.

Stop it! Stop it!

Jake, you're gonna kill him! Stop it!

Jake!

Gina, are you okay?

Gina.

Gina.

Gina, can you hear me?

Easy, easy, easy. It's okay.

Everything's all right. He's gone.

What happened?

Well, you took a pretty good knock to the head up here.

Are you okay to talk about this, ma'am?

Who's he?

Sheriff Nolan.

He needs to ask you some questions.

What kind of questions?

Did you know the man that attacked you?

No.

So you've never seen him before?

I just told you, I didn't know him.

Gina, can you remember anything at all?

Anything that'd give us a clue as to what he was doin' here?

He wanted to hurt me. You saw him.

He just wanted to hurt me.

All right, okay. Okay, okay, all right, just calm down.

All you have to do now is just give Sheriff Nolan a statement.

That way you can press charges...

No. I'm not pressin' charges.

He's just a psycho. I just wanna get out of here.

I don't feel so good.

All right, you all just back up out of here and give this child some air.

I feel sick.

Okay, honey, you just come with me.

Well, that wasn't very much help.

She knows him.

- She just said she didn't. - She's lyin'.

But why would she do that?

I don't know.

We'll have to ask Jake Dorleac.

Gilbert, you just can't go out huntin' a man in the middle of the night.

We don't even know where he is.

He's at the Adams Hotel.

Now, how do you know that?

I just know.

Okay, let's just say he is at the Adams.

Without a complaint there's nothin' we can do even if we find him.

We can scare him.

Let him know that we know.

Gilbert, you're getting...

We've got to do somethin', otherwise he's gonna end up killin' her

and I don't want that on my conscience. Do you?

No.

Better let me handle things when we find him.

These types of situations can be unpredictable.

It takes an experienced lawman

to deal with these kinds of situations.

This is it.

You sure?

Yeah, the desk clerk said Room 315.

Good.

What we'll do then is, I'll go in first, you stay out here and...

Gilbert?

He's still here. Check the bathroom.

Right.

Take it easy, you're gonna break his arm.

Why are you trying to hurt Gina?

I wasn't trying to hurt her, I was trying to take her with me.

Why?

Because she's my wife.

No, that's all... that's all I need to know.

Yeah, you give my love to Clare for me.

I'll do it.

Bye-bye.

What'd he say?

Looks like he's tellin' the truth.

He is the head of that finishin' school.

According to Sheriff Budrow in Lake Charles,

he and Gina been married for almost two years.

He's been married to Gina for almost 2 years, Sam.

I know that. So they're married. Right. He was still attacking her.

Sheriff, is my wife pressing charges?

- See, he admits... - No, she's not.

Then I guess we're finished here, aren't we?

Yeah, I guess we are.

Now, wait a second. You can't just leave him here.

I can't do anything without a crime.

And without a complaint, I ain't got none.

You file a complaint.

I'll file a complaint then. He almost took my head off.

- Gilbert. - You were coming at me.

You were beating a woman.

I was trying to take my wife home.

Sheriff, he's gonna kill her.

Sheriff, this is absurd.

If she ain't pressin' charges, it's going to be your word against his.

- That's fine with you. - That's fine with me.

You don't want to get into court with this guy.

He's a pillar of society.

- He's a wife beater. - And you own a whorehouse!

What kind of credibility you think you're gonna to have?

Sam, he's got a point there,

because you're not the pillar type.

Gilbert, don't make me arrest you. Now let's go.

Mr. La Bonte,

tell Gina I'm takin' her home.

Don't hit him, Sam.

You're a real nozzle.

Gina, I want to help you. But you've got to help me.

You've got to press charges against him.

I can't.

Look,

I know he's your husband.

But he's also a very dangerous man.

That's exactly why I can't put him in jail.

I don't know what he'd do if I got him in trouble with the law.

That doesn't make sense, Gina.

So instead, you're just... you're just gonna go back to him?

It's more complicated than that, Sam.

There's somethin' you don't know.

If I run, he'll just find me again.

I don't wanna be hidin' for the rest of my life.

She's afraid for the baby.

What?

No matter where I go, I know he'll find me.

I had Ziggy dig up her autopsy report.

And she was four months pregnant when she died.

That's why she's been sick.

That's probably why she ran away.

She didn't want the baby to get injured when he beat her.

Gina,

you're pregnant, aren't you?

Pregnant?

My God. Why didn't you say anything?

I was afraid.

See, after Mom died,

Jake kind of took care of me.

I mean, he let me stay in school,

and I didn't have to pay any money.

He'd take me and my friends out to dinner.

I mean, he could be very funny sometimes.

Before I knew it, we were married.

But then things changed.

I never really got to know him until it was too late.

And he beat you, didn't he?

I want this baby

and I'm not gonna do anything that...

I mean,

maybe he'll change when he knows about the baby.

I can't run forever.

Come on, baby.

We got to put you to bed.

I wish there was some way we could get that SOB.

Sam, you can't let her go back with that maniac.

According to Ziggy, she still dies.

I wish there was some way we could stop him.

Well, we have to have... I'll think of a plan.

And we'll get this nozzle. We'll trick him.

I'll wager that that's knuckle nose now.

- Yeah. - Don't hit him, Sam.

Good afternoon.

Are these Gina's things?

Mmm-hmm.

I'm glad she finally came to her senses.

- Gina! - She'll be right with you.

All right, ladies, let's do this.

- Here we go. - Where's Gina?

She's upstairs.

I'll go get her.

No, I would rather you just wait right over here.

All right, she'll be down in a minute.

What is all this?

It's a graduation photo.

A gra... Graduation in a whorehouse?

This is the La Bonte Quilting and Sewing Academy.

You have graduation photos at your school,

we have graduation photos at ours.

Mmm-hmm.

All right, ladies,

let's take this picture.

Here we go.

Every...

Where's Sophie?

- Here I am. - Sophie, come on.

Sorry, I was on the phone with my mother.

Oh!

I'm sorry. This is so embarrassing.

Just pick it up, please?

- Do you mind helping me? - Damn it, hurry up!

Oh, as long as you're okay, Sophie.

Was it good for you, honey?

What's goin' on?

Sheriff, what a stroke of luck that you happen to be here.

This man is the headmaster of an exclusive finishing school for young girls,

and I just happened to catch him in the act of soliciting a prostitute.

Wait, this...

I'm sure that it's not the first time.

That is a lie!

You mean to say that this man has solicited the affections

of more than one of these women?

He offered it to me.

Me, too.

- And me. - And me.

And he even offered it to me.

This is never gonna work.

I wouldn't be too sure about that,

particularly when your board of directors sees this photograph.

My board of directors would never believe such trash.

Well, given the widespread reputation

of the La Bonte Quilting and Sewing Academy,

they just might.

So, my advice to you, Mr. Dorleac,

is that you walk out that door,

leave Gina alone, and never ever try and see her again.

She's my wife. I have rights.

You gave it up the first time you beat her.

Excuse me!

My compliments to an elegantly played hand.

But there are still two things that remain unchanged.

You are still a pimp,

and they are still prostitutes.

And you are still a wife beater.

Go away, Jake, or I'll see to it

that every last person in Lake Charles

knows exactly what kind of man you really are.

Gina, come here...

No! I don't have to be afraid of you anymore, Jake.

Now go away.

You heard her, go away.

Or we'll run that picture in the Lake Charles Gazette.

Sam,

Dorleac got so paranoid about that photograph,

he never went back to Lake Charles.

Not only that, his hot temper got him in so much trouble

he ended up in the loony bin, never bothered anybody.

Sheriff, thank you. Ladies!

Well, it's nice to see things

kind of gettin' back to normal around here.

- Al, Al. - Yeah?

Is Ziggy sure that everything works out okay with Gina?

- Oh, yeah. - You're sure?

Yeah. Everything's fine.

She moves to Atlanta, she gets a job as a waitress,

then she gives birth to a bouncing baby boy

who she christens Gilbert.

No kidding?

Well, that's kind of...

I'm gonna miss you guys.

Marsha,

where... where are you going?

I guess the only way to make a new start

is to be around new people.

I guess you don't get much newer than a baby.

No, I guess you don't.

Thanks.

Good luck.

Thanks.

- You take care of yourself. - I will.

And that little baby boy, uh, if it's a boy.

Bye, girls.

Bye, Gina.

I think I'm gonna go upstairs

and take a long hot bath.

Uh, Sam, I think

I'll do a little exploring up there.

You wanna come, huh?

Not this time.

Oh, no, Sam, no.

Hey, no, Sam, don't leave yet. No.

Are you gonna do it or not?

Come on!

Oh, boy!