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Angela!

Angie!

Angela!

Angela, no, let me go!

Let go of me, let go, let go!

Let go, let go of me!

Let go of...

- A giant can of solvent,,

lying on its side with the lid off,

nine feet from body.

Four feet to.

, some sort of blunt.

Body, completely charred.

film from camera,

Sergeant Crio from Homicide Squad to be informed.

Tagged for processing

Glad you could make it.

I hope we haven't dragged you out of bed.

Sorry Mr. Plichet.

' Beg yours?

I said I'm sorry Mr. Plichet.

- My Godfather, you look like the dog's dinner!

This is a hair dressing salon not a fish cannery!

God I don't know why I bother!

Oh, Mrs. Stover, we weren't expecting you.

- I'm running early, can you take me now?

- Uh, well, I'm afraid you'll have

to wait- - Listen pumpkin.

I've got better things to do than sit around here all day,

maybe I should take my business elsewhere.

Well, perhaps I could do you?

I want Angela.

- Uh, Miss Bailey is busy with another client.

- Then why don't you take over the other client,

and that will leave Angela free to do me?

- Well I'm afraid that's impossible.

Well?

- Yes, you could stand a bit of a touch up.

- Mm, that's for sure, but don't change the subject.

Oh I don't know Madeline.

Oh what's to lose, this?

- Perhaps if I just layer this bit back here a little.

- Angela my hair is fine, just fine.

Let's go see Linsey now, at least meet him,

he'll be able to put your mind at ease.

How bout it? - I don't look anything

like a model!

- Oh you're an authority are you?

I'm flat chested.

- Oh Sugar, tits went outwith Jayne Mansfield.

Linsey does advertising, classy stuff.

- But it's easy for you, you always look so,

well, classy.

What are you, a car accident?

Oh come on Angela let's go, grab the devil by the tail!

I thought you were saving to go overseas?

How much have you saved, hmm?

$237.

- That much eh? - I can only bank whatever

I can keep away from Mum, otherwise...

- Sweetheart, you need cash, lots of it, and quickly.

How much does this Linsey pay?

- More than $237, flush out.

- Well I couldn't possibly get away today.

- You can if you want. - I can't!

Oh yes you can.

- How? - Mr. Plackert?

It's Plichey!

- Plackerfs like bucket, right Mr. Plackert?

Some problem Mrs. Stover?

- Yes, Angela would like an hour or so off work.

Or in fact make that the rest of the day.

- Perhaps she needn't return at all?

Splendid.

Madeline!

Will you keep you voice down?

- She'll talk like she damn will likes, you pathetic faggot!

Well!

It takes one to know one doesn't it, Mrs. Stover!

- You only live once Ang, you've got to reach out

and grab life by the short and curlies!

Easy for you to say.

- Come on, stop putting yourself down!

You listen to the wrong people.

You're mother's always telling you you're plain,

your boss tells you you're stupid,

your boyfriend tells you

you're frigid, making you believe every word of it.

Shove off, creep!

- Well I haven't got a boyfriend.

Anymore.

Good.

- But who'd attack her?

Exactly

- Did she live here? - She and Lindsey,

and Peter, and Wendy,

it depends on who's in town, it varies.

It must get confusing.

Exactly.

Knock knock!

Nail polish!

Oh, what color?

Uh, placenta.

- How 'bout, uh, fire engine red?

Yes.

I've brought a friend.

- Shit! - What?

Oh no, no no that's fine,

that's fine it's fine it's fine it's fine it's fine

it's great!

Hi.

Please to meet you!

- Uh, I thought you might be able to use her,

she has an interesting face don't you think?

Great!

Her name is Angela.

I'll buy it.

What sort of an ad's this?

- Oh this isn't an ad, this is art.

- Didn't we do a deodorant commercial together?

Uh I don't think we've, uh-

- It's all right Mad, Mad it's all right.

I've worked with her before, everything is all right.

But...

- Well is there anything coming up you can use her for?

Yes, fine.

Well, what exactly is it?

- Uh, you've heard of still life?

Exploratory still death.

Linsey is preparing an exhibition.

- Wow great, but, what I meant was, what,

what exactly is coming up?

Oh a job of course.

Isn't it? - Right.

What I tell you?

- Wait a minute though, what job?

- Who cares, the great Linsey wants you, Sugar!

Right? "Mmm?

- Right? - Pardon?

- You do want to use Angela, as a model for an ad?

Ah yes, great, great!

- Oh Linsey the poor girl

is going to think you're mad.

Mmm-hmm-

Everything's going to be all right Maddy.

Everything's gonna be all right, absolutely, perfect.

Thank you,

but I think I better tell you,

I've never done an ad before in my life.

In fact I'm not even a model, I'm a hair dresser.

Good, good.

I'll pick you up at

- Uh... - Nine, doesn't matter.

No but, what's the ad for?

Cologne.

Eh, uh, I'll pick you up at nine o'clock then,

what's the address?

- Oh I live with my mum, I think I better meet you here.

- All right I'll meet you here and then

I'll drive you down in the car.

Down where?

To the beach.

- We're gonna shoot an ad on the beach?

In the middle of winter.

- Well that's advertising, Sugar.

Winter campaigns are shot in summer,

and summer campaigns are shot in winter.

Well, what do I wear?

Definitely not! - What's wrong with it?

- If there's nothing wrong with it,

why didn't he tell me?

- Linsey, probably didn't occur to him.

- Oh sure. - Angela, Linsey is probably

the top advertising photographer in this country

and he wants to do you!

Who cares what you wear?

I care!

My mother will certainly care!

It's what I won't be wearing that bothers me!

- You're being ridiculous, Linsey's a professional!

- Madeline the man takes photos of dead mice.

- Think of the opportunity.

Definitely not.

- Then think of the money.

NO Way!

How much?

One.

- One hundred dollars for one day's work?

Dear sweet Angela.

$1000 for 112 day's work.

You're kidding.

- Double rates for nudes work Ang.

I'll think about it.

Drive, drive!

- What? - Just drive,quickly!

Boyfriend?

Ex-boyfriend.

_ Mr. vvhippv?

It's a long story.

Why don't you want to see him?

- Well because he just won't leave me alone,

he'll want to talk, and then he'll end up

crying and pleading and telling me he loves me.

He's sick!

He's also following us.

Do you want me to lose him?

Can you?

What did he want?

- He said he's gonna beat the shit out of you.

- Becky! - Well I wouldn't blame him

if he did, the way you treat him.

What would you know?

- I like him, he's the best boyfriend you've ever had.

Mum thinks so too.

He's a creep.

- He wants me to tell Mum to make you ring him.

Don't you dare!

Well why shouldn't I?

You think you're such hot stuff!

Where'd you go today when you should have been at salon?

To see about a job.

And if you breath a word to Mum I'll tell her you smoke!

Who'd hire you?

- You'd be surprised, little sister.

Yeah, that's it.

Light is good!

Morning. - Morning.

Morning.

Madeline this is ridiculous.

Linsey knows what he's doing,

he can't fly the whole crew to Bermuda can he?

Don't worry. - Easy for you to say.

- We all had to start somewhere Sugar.

- Should have been at work two hours ago!

God, what if my mother finds out?

You sure Linsey isn't gonna shoot my face?

- Believe me, no one's gonna recognize your face.

- Why should I trust a man who photographs dead mice?

Ang!

Break your leg Ang!

What am I doing?

- Do what I do sweetie,

close your eyes and think of $1000.

# Angela

# You thought it over, but your eyes still show the fear

# Hide the tears

# Drifting away, don't know where you're going

# Will it turn out the way they said it would be

# Angela have you gone

# Too far this time

# Angela, it's too late

# To change your mind

# You feel the cool shock

# You've got it coming

# Though you never thought you could for all those years

# Look at you now

# Suddenly see

# In a role you've never played, where you've never been

# Angela, have you gone

# To far this time

# Angela it's too late

# To change your mi-ind

# Angela, is it real

# Angela what happened to you

# Angela

# Now that it's done, no turning back

# You're one your own

# A world of strangers

# Suddenly now

# The doors have closed behind you

# Do you know what you've done

# How does it feel, how does it feel

# To feel the cool shock

# Angela, have you gone

# Too far this time

# Angela it's too late

# To change your mi-ind

# Angela, is it real

# Angela what happened to you

# Angela

# You're in a snap-shot

# Angela, have you gone

# To far this time

# Angela, it's too late

# To change your mi-ind

# Angela, is it real

That's fine.

Fine.

Great!

Great!

What do you do for a living?

I'm a model.

Oh, what do you model?

Mainly goosebumps.

And what do you do?

- Solicitor. - Oh.

And what do you solicit?

You into modeling full time?

- Actually, I'm just a hair dresser.

Aw, well.

Are you still a solicitor?

Priceless!

Well.

- Let's fly Angela, your mother will be frantic.

You're not wrong.

How are you getting home?

- What's it to you, phallus face?

I was talking to Angela.

I was watching.

You had your hand up her dress.

I was offering her a job.

- Stick your job up your butt Jack.

Take it easy, George.

It's Roger.

- Do you like women touching you John, huh?

Do you like pretty women putting their hand there, huh?

# And they called him

# Big balls, Fernando

- But he was just offering me a job-

But why, what's in it for him?

And what does he want from you, ask yourself that.

Don't be silly.

Thanks.

Do I look drunk or anything?

I'm really sorry about your car, Mad.

- Like I said Sugar, you've got to be careful,

the world's full of strange people.

- Well. - Well.

What are you doing here?

To see you.

I'm locked out.

- Your Mum's disappointed in you Angie.

She's bolted the door.

- Try and see it from her point of view.

- You've been talking to her haven't you?

Daryl?

Why can't you just let go?

You're my girl Angie!

I love you.

Where you gonna go?

She won't let you in.

Don't go, please don't go!

Just

don't go.

What lady?

You know what lady.

- Right. - Eh.

Mmm? - Just a friend, Daryl.

- Must be a pretty good friend, eh?

Your Mum reckons if- - Oh look why don't you

fall in love with my mother,

you seem to hit it off so well!

That's sick!

- You and Mum and little Miss goody goody.

~ Oh!

So now it's Becky's fault too isn't it?

Everybody's to blame except Angela.

God you've changed!

Good!

Fine.

- You turning queer or something, is that it?

It would explain a few things.

Don't-.

Angela I saw you kissing her.

- Who? - That lady!

Oh, you're crazy!

I saw you Angie.

- Well, I suppose it's no use hiding it any longer.

I must be going queer.

- Angela- - Why do you keep

bugging me?

Everybody keeps bugging me!

We both love each other.

- We had two screws, love has nothing to do with it!

You could have fooled me.

That's right Daryl.

- Why are you trying so hard to hurt me?

Hurt your Mum, anybody who tries to get close to you.

I suppose I'm just, dirt.

An ungrateful, inconsiderate teenage dyke.

I'd like to get out here please.

- Four years we've been going together.

Angie I was part of the family-

- Look, would you mind stopping so I can get out?

- You ever heard of guppies, Angela?

Guppies are little fish.

We had some once in a tank,

and if you put your hand up against the glass,

real quick, a mother guppy will eat her babies.

What is that supposed to mean?

Hello!

Knock knock?

- Do you want to see something great?

Yeah.

Listen I'm really sorry to turn up here at

four o'clock in the morning.

Yeah fine.

I knew this was great, but this is something else,

this is, beyond words!

- You see the thing is, my mother's locked me out,

and I, I was wondering if...

Don't cheat.

- Anyway I was wondering if I might be able to,

if I might be able to crash here for the night?

- Yes, yes yes yes got you my young, animal!

Ha, ready!

Bah-dun�.!

Huh?

What exactly is it?

- It's Bermuda Cool, lurching out of the sea,

stripped in, montage, technical stuff.

But it's very...

Words fail me.

I'm off to my bed.

You want to crash here tonight?

Boom boom.

I'll clean it up properly for you tomorrow.

- Oh it's just for tonight, really.

Got to be at work in four hours.

- Well you can stay as long as you like.

It's very casual here.

The chap who usually lives here,

is in Bali.

Oh, thanks.

Thanks, it's been quite a day.

Goodnight.

Well look, Linsey?

Why do you take photos of dead things?

Are you really interested?

Well, I suppose, primarily because,

no one else does.

The entire spectrum of dead fauna is mine.

I think I'm the only bloke in the world

who is totally into lifeless wildlife.

They stay where they're put,

and they're very cheap.

- I don't know when to take you seriously.

- It's a very serious matter, death.

Yeah.

- Nice to talk to somebody who's interested.

Goodnight.

Goodnight.

- You've got to learn to look

after yourself, Ang.

- Yeah well I'm still pretty ripe

from my if I want, I suppose

I could get a job eventually.

- No I mean actually look after yourself,

you know pQW!

A friend of mine got on a train one night,

it was right between stations, 33 seconds,

I timed it, it was 33 seconds.

- Oh God, whatever happened to foreplay?

- So the trick is to get a good clean,

shot up to the throat.

A lot of people tell you the crotch,

but I say a good clean key hit, right up the throat,

does more permanent damage.

Anyway you can always do the balls later

once you stun the bastard.

Great!

Oh, God.

Not bad Linsey.

Shit!

- What? - Oh shit Linsey!

- What's the matter Ang, it's terrific!

You can see my face, look!

Linsey you promised, look at that, plain as day!

Jesus Linsey you said you wouldn't show my face!

Who's gonna recognize this?

My mother will!

- Nobody'll know it's you unless you tell 'em!

- I'll change my hair, wear sunglasses.

Don't like it then?

Uh, no, it's beautiful Linsey.

I'm sorry, Wendy's right.

Can I have this one?

Yeah, sure.

- Now before you get distracted with, uh, been a week,

you think you could feed the kitty,

you know for food, rent, everything else?

Oh yeah fine, how much.

Whatever you can afford.

The one's with money usually try and carry

the one's that aren't so flush.

Say, so?

# Tell me Doctor whats the matter with me

# I think I must have gone and caught a rare disease

# Every time I wave I hold your hand in mine

# I get a funny feeling running down my spine

# My hands are made to shakin'

# I start hallucinatin'

# My hips begin to quiver

# Man it's such a strange sensation

# And I can't stop rock and rolling

# Oh yeah, oh no

# I can't stop rock and rolling

# Oh yeah, oh no no

Imovin and a strollin'

# Oh yeah, oh no

# I can't stop rock and rolling

# Oh yeah, oh no

# You got to help me doctor please

# I gotta find a cure for this

# That evening with my baby to a late night show

# Tell me doctor about this thing I caught.

# In your professional opinion is my last result

# It ain't tuberculosis, razors or neurosis

# I counting on you doctor tell me what's your diagnosis

# 'Cause I can't stop rock and rolling

# Oh yeah, oh no

# I can't stop rock and rolling

# Oh yeah, oh no no

# Movin and a strollin

# Oh yeah, oh no

# I can't stop rock and rolling

# Oh yeah, oh no

# You gotta help me doctor please

# I gotta find a cure today

# Every evening, about midnight

I rock myself to bed.

# I wake up in the morning as soon as Barry Dolan

# And with a funky rhythm in my head

# Well my neighbor said she'd give me

# Just one more chance

I'm terrible with names,

but I've got an excellent memory for faces, uh,

you weren't in Bermuda last month, were you?

No.

Now that's very odd.

For some reason I seem to associate that face

with a tropical beach.

# Now I can't stop rock and rolling

# Uh huh, oh yeah, yeah

# I can't stop rock and rolling

# Oh no, oh yeah

# movin and a strollin

# Uh huh, oh yeah

- This old relic annoying you Sugar?

Uh, no.

- That's good, because he annoys the hell out of me.

Angela, Elmer J. Stover.

Charmed.

No...

You rat!

- I'm sorry, but Madeline told me how uneasy

you were with that photo and I saw you sitting there,

and I just couldn't resist it.

Forgive me?

- Of course Mr. Stover- - Elmer.

- Elmer, Mad's told me a lot about you.

Likewise.

- Elmer give me your honest opinion,

can you really recognize me in that photo?

- Hmm, will it's hard to tell with your clothes on.

Oh good lord Angela, most model's would

sell their soul to the devil for that sort of recognition.

It's the name of the game, isn't it Mad?

Now seriously honey, why most beautiful young women

that I know literally throw themselves

in front of my cameras,

like lemmings dashing into the North Sea.

- Yeah, I suppose it's silly worrying about one

stupid photo in one magazine!

Uh-uh!

Whatever it may be it is not a stupid photo.

It's a dream.

It's gonna sell a lot of cologne.

You must be in very great demand.

- Oh yes, the phone simply hasn't stopped ringing!

Paris, London, Alaska...

- And a sense of humor.

Look, when the demographics of this campaign

get back to the agencies, you're gonna be hot stuff.

Hey, what are you doing Saturday?

Well we've got a few friends coming over for drinks.

Maybe even a barbecue, weather permitting.

Say any time after 4:30?

Why not?

It's a date.

- Now you see them, now you don't.

That should keep the censors happy.

Angela!

Oh, sorry.

So this is Angela.

- This is Mr. Forrest Feez from the agency.

- How do you do. - Mr. Howard Scutter,

and Mr. Ron Brown from the Bermuda Cool Company.

Oh yes, we met on the beach.

- Uh, this is the billboard format, Angela.

I'm gonna be on a billboard?

More like 400 billboards.

- By the way Ang, a package came for you this afternoon.

- Package? - Yes, it's in the kitchen.

Gentlemen, gentlemen!

If we could just come back down here.

- She's just leaving. - Give it five minutes, okay?

- What's that? - About five minutes.

What's going on down there?

Mum what do you want?

- Your sister was involved in an accident.

What?

- The doctor said she was very lucky.

She'll have her leg in plaster for a while, that's all but,

it'll be a financial strain, and I thought,

as you've got this wonderful new job,

I thought perhaps I could depend on you

to pay back a little money, that's all.

Pay back?

No no, it doesn't matter.

Becky and I don't need that sort of money.

What do you mean that sort?

What exactly do you do?

- Well I told you, I'm learning advertising!

- From the boy downstairs? - Yes.

- Who conducts meetings at 11:30 p.m...?

- Yes. - And who pays you a little,

well enough, wasn't that what you said?

Enough to live in somebody's attic, right?

- What are you getting- - No no, just let me get

my facts straight!

I wouldn't want to misrepresent my little angel,

like Becky and Daryl have obviously done.

- Mum what are you talking about?

- I am talking about the $900 in that drawer!

You went through my dresser?

- Well I was looking for a pencil and paper, that's all.

After three hours of waiting for you to come back

from God knows where I thought I'd leave you a note.

That's a lie!

You could have left a message downstairs!

What else have you been lying about?

Becky's accident?

- Well you ring Northern General Hospital

and ask about that girl lying on her back in casualty ward,

then we'll see who the liar is!

How dare you!

How long did you have to lie on you back to earn

more money than I get in three months?

Right.

Well I'll show you then,

since we're being so honest with each other.

That's what the little angel had to do,

there, that's Angela Mum, ugly, awkward, stupid Angela.

- Well, well I'm sure I did the right thing.

I think there is some justice in life,

I could almost laugh.

And it's all been made possible by you,

or should I say that?

And remember my angel, when things start to go sour,

don't darken my doorway, ever.

- I'm surprised that Madeline didn't ring you.

- Well I'm not exactly on the phone.

The party's off, is it?

- She had this job that came up at the last minute.

Oh damn well I am sorry.

- Well it's a little bit awkward, I came by cab.

- Well look, I've got a roast in the oven,

I insist you stay and help me eat it.

Oh no really, I couldn't-

- Nonsense it's just being polite, I insist.

Now uh, Bacardi and Coke, wasn't it?

What was the job?

- Beg yours? - Madeline's job.

Oh uh, kitty-cakes.

Pardon?

Feed your puss on kitty-cakes,

bye them now for pussy's sake.

Made from fish and liver too,

kitty-cakes will make them spew, uh mew!

You're kidding!

Poor Madeline.

And what are you working on at the moment?

- Oh, just a little co-production deal

with Paramount but,

let's not talk shop.

Tell me about you.

- Well there's not really much to tell.

- Nonsense, tell me about your friends,

where you live, what your ambitions are.

I want to know everything about you.

- Something to do with demographics, I don't know.

All I know is I'm broke and the rent's due.

I'm thinking of trying to get my old job back at the salon.

What absolute twaddle.

A girl like you shouldn't have to concern herself

with things like rent.

Well...

- Madeline never mentioned anything about this to me.

I had no idea you were available.

Am I ever available.

Well I tell you what you do,

first thing on Monday, you grab a cab, my account.

You come to my office, and you ask for this man.

Mark Freed.

He's in casting.

You're joking!

I neverjoke about film.

Now Mark will probably want to run a few tests,

so of course it's got to be approved

by David Blake in Los Angeles, but, after that, who knows?

Well that's great!

That's fantastic!

- Well I wish I'd known about it before.

- But look I don't know anything about acting!

Did Monroe, did Grable?

Did anybody before they gave it a try?

Look, you let me be the judge of that.

I don't know what to say.

Well say yes.

- Well, yes. - Right.

Now we can celebrate.

Champagne okay?

- Anything. - I'll be right back.

Oh damn.

Hello?

Oh Madeline.

Yeah.

Uaughs) Oh, no.

Hey listen, Angela's here.

Yeah but you said you'd ring her.

Yeah.

Okay baby, yeah bye.

That was Madeline, she's been held up at the studio.

She says they're going to be there till all hours.

So, she suggested you stay the night,

and she'll run you home first thing in the morning.

- Oh, well I- - Oh she's up to here

in kitty-cakes, and she says that all she wants to do

is to crawl into a hot bath.

- Well, yes if it's no inconvenience.

Excellent.

Now we can get down to serious matters.

Hi.

Is Angela around?

What's wrong?

- No, just a wild drunken thought.

What?

- Well I was thinking, if I get some still shots out

by special courier, we could have

Paramount's answer by Monday.

Well what would that entail?

- Mmm, I suppose when it came right down to it

I could take a few shots myself.

What you mean here?

- Nah, it's a crazy idea.

- Well what do you want me to do?

I think it's right there,

just uh, move up towards the end of the divan a bit.

Mmm, mess up the hair a smidgen.

Let's pretend your somebody's mistress.

- Don't you need lights and things?

Flash.

And uh, perhaps the dress off the shoulder,

undo the top button.

Very Sophia Lorenish.

- Like that? - Beautiful,

now as you were-.

And again.

And...

Lovely.

- Is that all? - Very professional.

Now I think a couple "sans chemisette"

Huh?

Sans chemisette, that's French,

it means without the blouse, literally.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I spent so much time working with really experienced models,

um, now how do we get out of this?

Ah.

Yes that's very nice, just hold it there.

Now perhaps one with the arm down a little,

just a hint more breast.

Yes, beautiful.

Now smile.

And now I think, one or two just a bit brassier,

hands on the hips, like that.

- Is Madeline really coming home tonight?

What's wrong Angela?

Is she?

- What on Earth are you insinuating?

- Thank you for a lovely evening.

But you're not going, surely!

It was a beautiful dinner.

- It's a pity you have to leave so soon.

Yes.

Please tell Madeline I'm sorry I missed her.

Goodnight.

But...

How are you going to-

Oh you gave me a fright!

I'm just going out!

- Listen, there's somebody asleep up in my room.

So?

- Well I just wish Peter's mates would find

somewhere else to crash.

It isn't any of Peter's mates.

- Well then- - I've got to fly!

But, Wendy!

- Oh by the way, some guy came around

looking for you tonight.

- Who? - Just some guy.

Well what did he want?

- Well he had a bag of stuff your mum sent.

- Was his name Daryl, drives an ice cream truck?

Oh Jesus I don't know,

I'm not the bloody receptionist around here,

it was just a nice average guy and he just

wanted to drop this bag off.

- Had you let him go up to my room?

- Look I'm getting a little sick of this

my room, your room crap,

it wasn't like that before you came.

But, did you see him leave?

Wendy!

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

- So you want to bring the police in on it?

What do you think the police are going to do?

Daryl's sick!

- He and half a million other people in town.

Sugar, Linsey'd freak if you brought the cops in.

Anyway what are they going to do?

They're going to say you're inviting trouble

living in a place like that, and then they'll say,

"Sorry pumpkin, but we've got more important

"things to worry about than hassle some nut

"who puts pig's heads in people's beds."

And you know what Aug, they'd be fight.

- Well what am I going to do, I'm broke!

- Go home. - No.

- Look, why don't you let me put you up for a while.

Were you working last night?

Who told you that?

- Elmer, there was supposed to be a barbecue, remember?

Oh, no, don't tell me.

He told you I'd forgotten to ring, right?

- Yes! - Invited you in

for a drink and told you about, a ridiculous movie deal?

That's right.

- What am I going to do with that child?

I have to watch him every minute.

Oh God Sugar, you didn't buy it?

- Well at first, I don't know, we had dinner and-

He made dinner?

That's a new one.

He's done this before?

- Yeah, oh well let me explain about Elmer.

All he would have wanted to do is take a little peak

at your titties, that's all that would have happened, right?

More or less.

Bastard.

Oh look I'm awfully sorry Ang,

I suppose I should have warned you but believe me,

, if you'd made the slightest sexual advance

toward Elmer he would have run for his life!

Well...

No harm done I suppose.

- Somehow this isn't working out quite how I planned.

- What isn't? - Life.

Beats hell out of death!

All I want to do is get away,

lots of girls go overseas, I mean I'm not so different am I?

- No. - Naive, stupid?

No more than the rest of us.

Pretty, I must be pretty.

Mmm, you're adorable.

- Good body. - Fantastic body.

I mean I'm practically famous!

- Damn right! - The Bermuda Cool girl!

Right on!

Then what am I doing here?

- Same as me Sugar, sitting here like a hooker

waiting for a million dollar trick.

Two French sows rooting for the ultimate truffle!

Let's get out of here.

- I'm a bit nervous about going back to Linsey's.

I'll keep you company.

- Would you? - What are friends for?

Shh, you'll wake everybody up!

You'll wake everybody up!

" Sh!

In a Mr. Whippy van?

Oh God, that's worse than Elmer!

Mr. Whippy, caught with pants down!

And get your battery powered popsicles!

God honey, how did this 16 year old virgin

get mixed up with a 30 year old ice cream freak?

- Well for a start he wasn't 30 then,

he was only 27. - Oh, well then!

Your mother condone this debauchery?

What debauchery?

Listen, a date with Daryl consisted of him

coming over for dinner and buttering Mum up for five hours,

falling asleep in front of the television.

Then I'd walk him out to the van,

he'd stick his tongue in my mouth, and nighty-night!

' Ugh!

Mum thought he was Christmas!

I mean it was more or less taken for granted

that I'd some day become Mrs. Whippy.

- Well it uh, sounds to me as if he still

hasn't got the message, huh?

Exactly.

Why do you think I want to go overseas?

- Wasn't a very good introduction to sex was it?

Awful.

- And you think running away overseas

to God knows where's going to help?

Yep!

- Ever consider the problem might be in your head?

' My head?

I haven't got a problem.

No?

- No. - Nearly 20 years old,

and only two quickies under your belt?

- I had a very strict upbringing!

- So did I, but I was banging like a bunny

before I was out of my first training bra.

Trouble is, it wasn't until I was your age

that I discovered I was banging the wrong gong.

Banging the wrong gong'?

I've never heard that one before!

- Frankly. - What's it mean?

- You don't know? - No?

- You sure? - Yes.

- Can't you guess? - Madeline!

My dear, sweet, innocent Ang.

Madeline what are you doing?

What do you think?

Gosh, anyone would think we're a couple of old dykes!

YuP

Well, I've got a long drive home.

Well, l-I'll walk you down!

Oh don't bother.

- Oh, thanks for driving me home and everything.

Yeah, see 'ya.

She'll have to wait.

Why me?

- Mr. Elliot apparently, ran into you on the dance floor.

He liked your head and suggested you to the agency.

- Agency? - Our clients.

They in turn looked at your Bermuda Cool layout

and want to use you.

You are available?

Uh, yes.

Immediately?

How immediate'?

- You'll be catching a flight to Fiji tomorrow evening.

" Fiji?

- Oh you don't have to worry about passports

and so forth, we look after all that, you see,

they're in the middle of shooting their campaign,

and they need a replacement immediately.

You could be there up to a month or so.

- Who's this we you're referring to?

Our clients.

Oh I see.

- The standard deal is 1500 a week and expenses.

Is that suitable?

Yes.

- Good, then we can count on you?

I'm thinking of leaving.

Cut!

Good Brian, just two things.

Pausing, and pouring with the bottle.

I think that pausing...

Hi.

We're still friends?

I hope so.

But I've come to say goodbye.

I finally got the chance to get away,

I'm gonna take it and run!

Well, tell me about it.

- A solicitor friend has business overseas,

he needs an assistant.

An assistant what, Sugar?

It's a chance to get out.

- As long as you know the stakes.

What's his name?

Ask no questions.

- When are you leaving?

- Tonight. - Tonight?

Sure you're not trading in

the small hassles for big hassles?

- I've got to make my own mistakes, Mad.

And I want to make them in Fiji.

- Well good luck to you, you deserve it.

And if you're ever in a pinch you know

you can count on me.

Thanks.

- What about mamma mia?

- Well I'll send her a postcard.

Dear Mum, drop dead.

Mr. Wiffy?

- Maybe get up enough courage to blow his brains out.

He'd blow your brains out

if he knew what you were up to.

- Yeah well, lucky for me he doesn't know.

Well, I've got some packing to do.

Goodbye Mad.

Take care Ang.

Anybody home?

Angela!

- Roger Harriet Enterprises.

Mr. Harriet and company are temporarily unattended.

If you wish to leave a message please do so

when the tone sounds.

Elmer Stover.

Oh what's wrong?

Oh where is he now?

And what about the police?

Now look Angela, hold it.

You just stay where you are

and I'll get a taxi right to you.

You can come straight here.

That's okay, now keep calm,

but if he comes anywhere near you,

scream your lungs out.

Elmer!

Anybody here?

Elmer?

What are you gonna do?

Take your photograph.

Properly this time.

Then can I go?

The blouse.

Blouse.

Now!

And the rest.

The rest!

You know, I've always held the opinion,

that most people, when faced with the inevitable,

will do almost anything,

to stay alive for just one more minute.

The rest.

Now!

Angela!

Angela!

Angela!

Daryl!

Angela!

Please help!

Please help me!

Angela!

Angie!

Angela!

Angela!

Oh, let me go!

Let go of me!

Let go, let go!

Let go, let go of me!

No, oh!

Oh, let go of...

- Where are you going? - Just overseas!

- Angie wait a minute! - I can't right now!

I, I've got to get to the airport!

Hey!

What are you doing?

Angie listen to me!

A man has been killed!

Let me go!

Look you just can't walk away!

- I can, I can, let me go, now I've got to hurry!

- I'm afraid I can't let you do that.

Can't let me?

Who do you think you are, my father?

I don't take orders from you,

I don't even like you!

Oh no, please wait!

I can't wait, nowjust, go!

What's got into you?

What's got into me?

Me?

You go around putting pig's heads in people's beds,

and you wonder what's got into me?

Pig's heads?

Angie look, I admit I've done some pretty crazy things but,

I don't know anything-

- We better hurry if we're going to catch our plane.