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42, 10-98, IROP.

Survey 42.

Direction, make an inhale.

10-4, inhale.

5R, 30.

She spent nine months in rehab, one year counseling.

That's right. Yeah, she's one of the most reliable workers I have.

You revoke her now and you're blowing two and a half good years right out the

door.

Listen, Jerry, we'll talk about this later, okay?

When we both have calmed down a bit.

Oh, I don't think you're a reactionary dinosaur, Jerry.

Others might say that, but not me.

Can I help you?

I'm Lieutenant Alex Turner, Oakdale Division, Homicide.

I need to talk to you about the Bridget Nelson murder.

Yes, I've heard already.

It's quite a grapevine you have going for you here.

This is a counseling center for prostitutes, or girls who have quit the

life and are trying to go straight.

It's a very small world we live in here.

Okay, calm down.

You do good work, I'm told.

Look, I need to speak to Bridget's roommate.

Melissa, we can't seem to find her.

And I've got information that... She comes to you from time to time for

counseling. Yeah, she did.

I had Bridget for a few sessions too, but she was, what should I say, too

young, too impatient.

I get a lot of that, I'm afraid.

Do you know where Melissa is?

You'll need a court order for that, Lieutenant.

Listen, confidentiality is one of the few things this place has going for it.

This is a picture of Bridget Nelson the day she was murdered.

I don't have time for a court order, Amanda.

I used to be a call girl myself.

I know the helplessness these girls feel, the vulnerability, the lack of

self-image.

I'd do anything I could to protect them, Lieutenant.

I have been known to bend a few regulations.

Bend one now.

Oh, damn. I wish you hadn't shown me that picture.

I just hope it's as important as you say it is.

Because I'll lose it for sure after this.

Once the girls can't trust you, they don't need you.

I appreciate this.

Also, anything that she might have said that could be of information to us.

I think she saw the man that was with Bridget that night.

You mean a positive ID?

Well, no name, unfortunately, but, uh, well, it's a start, isn't it?

Absolutely.

I can't thank you enough for this, Amanda.

Seeing as I'll probably never hear from her again, do you let me know what

happens?

That's a promise.

Michael, is that you?

You bet.

Four o'clock sharp.

Very prompt, Michael.

Uh, who sent you?

What do you mean, who sent me?

Nora set it up.

You know that, don't you?

Hi,

Michael.

A girl can't be too careful these days, you know?

Yeah.

Boy, you're a knockout.

Nora really outdid herself this time.

Well, thank you for saying that.

Come on in and make yourself comfortable.

You know, um...

You really ought to get yourself in a more secure building than this. This is,

you know, a building with intercom and security guard.

I know, I ought to get a lot of things, Michael. Here, let me take your coat.

Yeah. Sit down.

Uh, North says you're from Cleveland.

Mm-hmm.

You're on business?

I'm here for a regional sales meeting.

Let me guess, married?

Been married for ten years.

2.2 kids and a house in the suburb.

No kids, and it's a condo on the lake. There goes the national average.

Um, tell me, Michael, what do you like to do?

Well, um... I don't know. Well, I mean... I guess the usual stuff.

How do you know Nora?

How long do you know Nora?

Well...

Look, Melissa, I have a little confession to make.

First time in town.

Yeah.

See, I just spoke to Nora last night.

They had gotten her number from somebody at work, a business connection.

Well, I'm glad, Michael.

I do basically what everyone else does, but I have something maybe you'll be

interested in.

It's a little more expensive, but what isn't these days?

What sort of special things?

Why don't we take care of the basic finances so we don't have to worry about

it later?

Yeah, right. It's a hundred, right?

Why don't I

tell you about a few things we can get into, Michael?

You see, the mistake that men make about sex is they think it ends.

Oh, and starts... with their prick.

You see, men don't understand about the sensitive parts that they have on

and in, or even how to use their body.

So you have to have a little willingness to explore, to take an adventure.

You think you're up for that, Michael?

Welcome to my place Michael

Take it in. Take it in.

Oh, yeah.

Lovely taste buds you have.

Oh. Oh.

Oh.

Michael.

Michael.

Come here.

Fuck you.

I want you to fuck me.

Oh, yeah.

That's it, baby.

That's it. I want you to make your wife real happy.

I want you to... Oh.

Oh, yeah.

Oh,

yeah.

Oh, that feels so good.

Oh, it sure does, baby. Sure does, baby.

Sure does, baby.

Take care of the baby.

Oh, yeah.

Oh,

yes.

Oh, man.

That's good.

Let's cut you down.

I want you behind me, baby.

Okay? Behind me. I want you to come behind me.

Oh, come on.

Come on.

Oh. Oh.

Ah. Oh, yeah.

She needs to come all over.

Oh. Oh.

Oh.

Oh. Oh, yeah.

That's right. Just feel it out.

Just feel it out.

There. You should come off my ass.

That's right. Oh, yeah.

Oh, come on. Oh, Michael.

Michael. Michael. Oh, come for me, baby.

Come for me like you never come.

Yeah.

Oh, shit, I can't believe it. Be quiet and he'll go away.

Oh, fine.

You'd better have a warrant on you.

Why? Do I need one?

Is there a crime being committed here? I just want to chat with you, Melissa.

Well, it was nice talking to you. I'm seeing... I'm late.

Shit.

You ever heard of Madam George, cop?

Do you think this thing threw?

You're going to be in big trouble for this one. Believe that.

First of all, you don't rate George's protection, so let's cut out all the

phony outrage.

Secondly, here's my ID.

Alex Turner.

Lieutenant.

Homicide.

No wonder you don't look familiar.

It's about your ex-roommate.

Yeah, well, what about her? I've got information that you saw the man she was

with the night she was killed.

That's bullshit!

She's a bitch.

It's confidential.

She's lying!

We had a hell of a time getting the information out of Amanda.

But confidentiality goes right out the window in a murder case, Melissa.

And right now, you're the only link we have.

You know, I'd hate to have to bust you for prostitution.

Oh, big fucking deal. Look, just come down with us and look through some

books. Talk to the police artist.

You're not going to find him in any mug book.

Why not?

Because the way he carried himself, the way he dressed.

Did Bridget ever talk about him?

No, not a word.

Did he ever see you?

No.

He came to pick her up, I watched him out the window, and they were gone.

Okay?

Yeah, that helps.

That he didn't see you.

Because you're gonna go out and help me find this guy. You're gonna give me a

positive ID on this creep.

No.

I think I'll pass if it's all the same to you.

What about Bridget?

Don't you even care what happened to her?

She's a loser.

And you're a winner, right?

Let me tell you something, winner.

You're gonna come out and help me find this guy. Because if you don't, Vice is

gonna let it out on the street that you've just become their number one all

-time goldmine snitch.

You know,

you're worse than the pimps. When it comes to homicide, you bet your ass.

Remember, Bridget said she was gonna go work for George to have a better life.

Now that she's dead, you just want that same opportunity.

You know, I really hate you for this.

I'm going to come in a few minutes later just to keep an eye out on things. So

don't sweat it, all right?

Let's just get up on the next rung of that ladder and see where it leads.

Listen, Alex, you better be there for me.

Do you know what the owner did to a girl that he thought was going to snitch on

him? He cut her nose off.

His name is Billy the Kid.

Frankly, I'm scared of him.

Look, honey, I know you got the looks and everything, and George really needs

somebody right now.

But you're a little pushy, you know what I mean?

So, we want you. We'll call you.

What's this if shit?

I want her.

Where you been hiding this fox, Nora?

Hey, kid, she wants to fill in for Bridget.

Oh, yeah?

The roommate, right?

Right. Hmm.

Does she do good work for you, Nora? Oh, yeah, kid. She'd fit right in. And she

doesn't even have any big ideas, like our little friend Bridget.

Hey, forget Bridget.

That's history.

Okay, okay.

Well, before I pass on any recommendations, I'd like to know what

I'm talking about.

Come on, kid.

I feel like an interview.

Kid, take it easy on her, will you?

I'm always easy, Nora.

You know that.

Yeah, I know that.

Listen, uh... Send Chris home, will you?

Yeah, it's time to start the good life, bitch.

Oh, by the way, in case you're interested, and you better be...

I'm mighty partial to rim jobs.

So come on, start cracking.

I'm gonna zip my pants.

What are you shaking for, bitch?

Hey, you do this five times a day, don't you? What's your fucking problem?

Huh?

You're hurting me, Billy.

Yeah? Well, this ain't nothing, baby, if you don't start using that velvet tongue

of yours. You hear me?

So there you are.

I thought I saw you going to the back with some guy.

What's the matter, give you more money? You know what this bitch did, man? Hey,

are you crazy?

Get out of here before I hand you your ass, motherfucker.

Hey, man, cool it, will you?

It's just that I paid the bitch some money for something I didn't get, and I

just want to get it back, all right?

After that, you can do whatever you want with her.

Oh, I can, can't I?

Ain't you a nice one?

Yeah, that's mighty right of you.

Motherfucker!

Come on, bitch, I got some unfinished business with you.

Sit Nora in here. Now.

What happened, kid?

Melissa left here with some guy like she was shot out of a cannon.

The best, huh, Nora?

Yeah. Level-headed.

Not like Bridget, right?

Billy, what happened? I have never had a problem with her.

Yeah, well, I'll tell you what happened.

The bitch was so spooked, her hands never stopped shaking from the time she

was in this office.

Then this guy breaks in, pretending to be a John, puts me down just like they

teach you at the police academy.

Really? Yeah.

Yeah, that stinks.

As a matter of fact, I got too many problems here right now. I'm calling

Hunter.

Okay. Okay, listen. You know, just take it easy. Relax.

It's gonna be okay.

No, Nora. It's not gonna be okay.

You see, I still have this raging heart on.

Don't worry about it. I'll send Chris in to take care of that.

Yeah. Yeah. Well, you sent Chris home, remember?

Oh, yeah, I sent Chris home.

Tell you what, why don't you send in that, uh, new stripper I saw last night?

Who, Candy?

Yeah, that's the one.

See, uh, how we stack up the old against the new.

Because you're invited to stay, too, baby.

Yeah. Well, I guess I can, uh, show her some new tricks she never even dreamed

of.

I'm counting on that, Nora.

This is Candy.

Candy. It's a perfect name for you.

Isn't she? Isn't she just the sweetest little thing?

She looks sweet. He requested you, honey.

Oh, yeah.

Get her clothes off. Yeah.

Mmm.

She looks delicious.

Take off your pants.

Yee-haw.

You're going to pull that right through. I'll tell you what, why don't you just

take your clothes off, too?

There you go.

I'm going to like this.

I hope so, honey.

Oh, yeah.

Oh,

yeah. Oh, baby.

Oh,

yeah,

honey.

How's she doing, okay?

Oh, yeah, she's great.

I'm gonna find out.

Oh, yes.

Come here, you get up there, baby.

No, you.

Get up there.

Yeah, you come down.

I'm gonna have some of this pussy.

Mm-hmm.

Mm-hmm, baby.

You know the routine.

Mm-hmm.

Oh, God.

Oh,

God.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, God.

Bring your pussy over here.

Come on.

Look all your cum off my dick.

Look all that cum off. Come on, look all your cum off.

Come over here and fuck me now. Yeah?

Teach me.

Teach you. Teach me.

She's like a little piece of candy, isn't she, Billy? Mm-hmm.

Look at how sweet she is right now.

Mm-hmm.

Oh, yeah.

Mm-hmm.

Oh, my God.

Yeah, come on.

I'm fucking banging my balls in the corner of this desk. Uh-huh.

Whoa.

Whoa.

I'm up kind of high here. Come here.

Come on.

Yeah,

I see what you saw.

That's it.

Mm-hmm.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, now that's fucking good.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Come on. You get up here now. Come here.

Yeah, sure. I don't want to move too much. I'll just take it right from here.

There you go.

Smile back over here.

Oh, God.

Oh,

God.

Oh, yeah.

Oh,

fuck you.

Come on over here, pussy.

Yeah, Billy.

Oh, yeah, Billy. Come on over here. You ready? Yeah.

Come on over here.

Oh, yeah.

Come on over here, pussy.

Come on over here, pussy.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, look at that. That's nice and nasty. Just like I like it.

I guess I need to go back to spy school, huh, Alex?

Look, I'm not blaming you. Hey, it's okay.

You came, you bailed me out.

You could have just let it go.

I appreciate that, Alex.

It could still work out, Melissa.

You know it can't wash out.

You know it.

I blew it.

Go ahead, call the vice if you want.

Would you forget that I said that?

Christ.

I'm trying to.

Take me home, please, Alex.

And go play nice cop somewhere else.

Hello? Melissa, this is Nora.

How would you like the best news of your life? What?

Listen, Nora, I'd like to apologize about the other night at Billy's.

I mean, you really scared the hell out of me.

I mean, I didn't mean to... Melissa, forget it. Get Billy, will you?

Everybody knows he's a prick.

Now listen to me.

Hunter Marshall wants to see you. Hunter Marshall?

Are you sure about that? He just called me a few minutes ago. He's sending a car

around for you at one o'clock.

Baby, he's talking about moving you up.

Why?

Why me?

Well, why not?

Bridget's gone.

Thanks, Nora.

Thanks so much

Thank

you

Melissa I had no idea you were so beautiful

The trouble with this business is a lack of communication.

I've heard that you're interested in stepping up in this business.

Well, I did want to.

But, frankly, Billy the Kid has changed that idea.

Melissa, please.

What I have in mind for you, there'll never be another Billy again in your

whole life.

This is the Gold Coast, Angel.

The Suite Life.

I have an opening for a top call girl.

You'd be going out with politicians, captains of industry, celebrities, the

cream baby.

We'll lease you a high-rise apartment, a nice car, get you a whole new war trunk.

Was this opening going to Bridget?

Yeah, we were grooming her.

But frankly, if I'd have known about you, she'd never have had a chance.

Well, she never got it anyway, did she?

Listen, what happened to Bridget was a big mistake. It'll never happen again, I

promise.

I'm going to personally protect you.

I'm going to see that you get the opportunities you deserve.

Think of it, Melissa.

No more cheap trip pads, no police hassles, trips to Acapulco, the Bahamas.

You'll never look back.

I can't believe this.

You know, I was thinking of quitting, going back to Salina, Kansas.

You're from Kansas?

Yeah.

Whoopee. I was born in Topeka.

No, you weren't.

Yes, I was.

No way.

Look at that. We're both a couple of Jayhawks.

You know,

I did all right for a kid from the farm belt.

So can you, Melissa.

There's no strings on this.

It's just... Well, I thought that we'd be seeing a lot of each other from now

on.

Might be nice to cement our relationship with something more meaningful than a

handshake.

My choice?

Yeah, absolutely.

You're going to the top no matter what we do.

Hunter?

Thank you.

um

Wow.

Oh, yeah.

Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh, shit.

Oh, fuck you. Oh.

You want me to come?

Oh, would you come? Yes, baby.

Would you come?

Oh, yes.

Oh, you smell of skin, too.

I'm gonna come. Oh, baby, here I come.

Hey, baby.

What you doing here?

Tony let me in. I gotta talk to you.

Yeah?

Talk.

I'm leaving you, Billy.

Packed up my things.

Here's your apartment key.

What? Leave?

Come on. What are you talking about?

Hey, baby.

Chris, what's wrong, baby?

What's wrong?

Yeah. You send me home so you can practically rape some little hooker that

comes in here and you tell me what's wrong?

Be serious, Billy. For once in your life?

Baby, hey, hey.

It wasn't what you'd think.

Really? What was it?

Look, I never get you involved in my business, right?

I mean, I never tried to turn you out.

I mean, you're special.

So?

So never, ever repeat what I'm about to say to you.

Don't you think you can trust me by now?

I'm hoping, huh?

Okay? Now, that bra that came in here, I think she's a plant.

Yeah, and that boyfriend, so-called boyfriend of hers, is undercover.

What for?

I mean, I thought you were off-limits to Vice.

Who said anything about Vice, baby?

Because of Bridget?

Hey, don't ask so many questions.

Anyway, it's taken care of.

What do you mean, taken care of?

No, not like that, okay? I mean, I called Hunter, and he's giving Chickie

Poo there the opportunity of a lifetime.

They want her to take Bridget's slot in the organization.

Yeah. And I figure, taste of the good life, she'll kiss that old fuzz goodbye.

And of course, with George's protection, those cops will be history to her.

Way to go, Billy.

Yeah, makes sense to you now, don't it?

See, I was just trying to speed things up a bit, you see, make this fucker

reveal himself so, you know, we know who we're dealing with, see?

I guess I jumped the gun, didn't I?

Yeah, I guess, yeah, you kind of did.

You gonna be sweet to me now?

Yeah.

Hey, this is my bar.

It's where I do my best work.

Check that out.

You're driving and cruising, aren't you?

Yeah.

Yeah.

I got it.

Right there. Right there. Right there.

Oh,

you always do that so good.

Yeah.

Where'd you learn that, huh?

Where'd you learn that, huh?

Where'd you learn that, Billy?

I just came.

Oh, it's okay.

I'm gonna come to you.

If you don't stop.

If you don't stop.

Oh, yeah.

I'm fucking with your tongue. I'm fucking with your tongue!

Why don't you come over here?

Come on. As a matter of fact, I want you to suck my dick.

Think you could do that? Yeah.

Yeah? Yeah.

And that baby here, honey. That's right. And the baby here, huh?

You can do it that way, huh?

Yeah, stay right there.

I've got something for you. Yeah, huh? Yeah, it's called Bering the Hatchet.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, dear.

Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Oh, dear. Uh-huh. Yeah, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh,

baby. Oh, baby.

Oh, dear. Oh, dear. Oh,

dear.

Ah! Ah!

See ya.

All right,

Steve.

Bullseye, baby.

Oh,

you are fucking hot.

Nasty, too.

Just the way you like. You got it?

Who loves you, baby?

You do, Billy.

Lieutenant Turner, please.

Tell him it's Bluebird.

What have you got for me, Bluebird? I'm running pretty empty right now.

Well, she got through to Hunter.

He's offering her a top spot in Madame George's organization.

Offer her plenty of protection.

That'll neutralize her.

Kill her incentive to cooperate with us.

That's what she thinks.

Well, you'd better hurry.

They're probably going to move her to a new spot right away. Thanks, Bluebird.

Look, call me this time tomorrow.

Good luck, Lieutenant.

You forgot to lock your door.

No reason.

It's always nice to see upward mobility in your profession.

I don't need any sarcasm from you, Alex.

I'm going home.

I'm quitting.

Why, Melissa, what a big fibber you are.

Hunter Marshall has taken you under his wing.

Which means that Madam George will see to it that you drink Dom 59 every night

and never have to look at a cop for the rest of your life.

Short and sweet as it may be, right?

I don't know what you're talking about.

And I don't know any Hannah Marshall.

Talking about murder.

The kind of felony about which Madam George and her influential friends means

jack shit.

What do you think the department is anyway?

Just a nice little doggy that's going to roll over and let Madam George and her

friends do anything they want?

Vice has had an undercover cop in the organization for months.

We know what's going on, and we're going to keep the pressure up until Bridget's

killer surfaces.

Yeah, and with my help.

You saw him.

If they didn't do it, then the pimps and peddlers are protecting whoever did.

You just get out of my life, Alex.

You know I can't do that, Melissa.

One of these days, somebody's going to become terribly paranoid.

Who knows what sets these people off?

They're going to want to know what you were doing with a cop at Billy's bar and

why.

Hunter's not going to let anything happen.

Why?

Because you're bought and paid for?

Maybe as far as he's concerned, but what about Madam George?

or the guy who didn't bridge it.

You're living on borrowed time, Melissa.

I don't want anything to happen to you.

Nobody rides for free.

Now, is that it, Alex?

Yeah.

If I have to take you in as a material witness, I will.

It may not stick, but I don't think your new employers would be too crazy about

it.

So what happens now?

Not a thing.

We never had this conversation.

We stick to the plan as is. When you see the familiar face, you call me.

And what happens if I see that familiar face and don't call you? There's a

chance I'm gonna have to take.

That when you see the man who took Bridget away, the one who probably

killed her later that night, she was your roommate, for Christ's sakes!

That you'll do the right thing!

You see, I don't think you're up to protecting a murderer, Melissa.

Toto, I think we're not in Kansas anymore.

What's that?

Nothing.

Just a line from The Wizard of Oz.

Will you please come sit down next to me?

You're gonna be okay.

I feel like a giant yo-yo.

You're not as tough as you make yourself out to be, you know that?

Neither are you, Alex, the cop.

Just make sure whoever's on the inside keeps an eye on me.

I feel like I don't have a friend in the world.

I'm your friend, Melissa.

Ugh.

Ah.

Oh, yes.

Good baby.

Oh, yes.

Yes, yes, yes.

Oh.

I want you to come sit down.

Dear Alex, I'm sorry, but I can't go through with it.

I'm not cut out to be a Mata Hari, and I don't think Hutter has the answers for

me either.

At least you convinced me of that.

Please don't think too badly of me.

Also, my real name is Lisa, and last night was very special to me.

Yeah, I don't fucking believe you, Timmy.

Don't call me Timmy. You know I hate that.

We could have had such a good thing, Timmy.

My girls, your politician friends, influence peddlers, lobbyists.

And I bet there were even a few bills passed and this state had a little cum

stuck to them.

Christ, Denise, that's whorehouse talk.

And I guess you were never in a whorehouse.

All right, so that's where we met.

But that was a long time ago.

Look, I set you up because I thought you had the polish and ability to be the

best madam in this city. You set me up because you knew I had the balls to be

the top madam.

Look, I really don't see what you're so upset about.

Now, why don't you just sit down and finish eating your scrambled eggs before

they get cold?

You know, what's scrambled here is your brain.

So let's just forget the politician's first credo.

which is to deny everything.

The fact is, you wasted a little hooker.

And regardless of how you feel about the value of her life, this one's just not

going away.

What do you mean?

Now, no one knows that I was with her that night.

Wake up, Tim.

Some guy, probably an undercover.

And Bridget's roommate went to Billy's bar.

The roommate wanted to take her place as a call girl.

Hunter will take care of her.

Offer her some money or something. I think she saw you with Bridget that

night.

Christ, Denise.

What are we going to do if she did see me? We won't do anything.

I've got a network of informants in this city that would make Vice green with

envy.

I'll find this roommate.

And unlike some people who bury bodies in ditches, this one will fall off the

face of the earth.

What'd you do it for, anyway?

What got through that politician's cool of yours?

She laughed at me.

She what?

I laugh at you all the time.

Well, that's a little bit different. We're partners.

We started to get big ideas since she was going to work for you.

She wanted me to pay for it.

No more freebies.

Me!

Anyway, I didn't mean to kill her.

It was an accident.

I just lost my temper.

That's what you get for trying to promote the street urchin that you troll

for at Billy's.

You're just lucky you weren't there.

Look, Denise, I know all of this.

Never again.

You bet never again.

Now listen, this is what you can do for me.

Us. I want Billy's license revoked.

And I want that place closed down.

The people that hang out there are just gonna start talking too much. What about

Billy? Don't get sentimental on me now, Tim.

This is Operation Cover Your Ass, remember?

You just stick to what you know best.

Like lying to the public.

Look, I don't rate this pejorative attitude of yours. I made you a lot of

money in this town.

I'm sorry.

Come to mommy.

Does that make it all better, baby?

Oh, no, it doesn't.

Do you want me to suck your cum?

Yes.

You'd like to fuck me now, wouldn't you?

Jeff.

Please.

Please let me love you.

Yes.

Oh, yeah.

Put me this way.

Okay. I know you've always had a secret desire.

You want to come now, baby?

Yes.

You'd like to come now, wouldn't you?

Yes.

What are you doing?

Look at

that.

Please, oh God, oh yes, okay.

I'm sure I remember.

You asked me to keep you up to date on the Bridget Nelson murder.

Look, her roommate Melissa is split. And frankly, I think she's in a great deal

of danger.

She also holds the key to breaking this case.

Amanda, are you there?

Yeah. Yes, I'm listening.

Amanda, has she contacted you? Do you know where she is?

Well, the last time you asked me to help you out on that, it didn't work out too

well, did it, Lieutenant?

Yeah. No, she did contact me.

Much to my surprise.

Look, she and I were friends.

She's just scared and confused.

If I don't find her, somebody else is going to.

You don't want to look at another police photograph, do you?

She's not going to work undercover for you anymore, Lieutenant.

I know that.

I'm just trying to save her life.

OK.

She's at the Ridgemont Arms, room 405.

I'm putting her into our protective witness program until this case breaks

open. I hate to rat out on one of my own girls, but I just don't think she can

make it anymore on her own.

Thanks, Amanda.

Look, call me Alex from now on, huh?

I feel like you're part of the department now.

I wouldn't go that far, Alex.

Keep me posted?

Sure. Thanks.

Look, Denise, I agreed to bring her here because I thought you wanted her to get

a little vacation from the heat.

Oh, but I do, Hunter.

I do.

Well, what's this shit about tying her up?

Well, we're going to play a little question and answer with the street

bimbo. Is that OK with you?

No rough stuff, Denise.

Why, Hunter, I believe you have a soft spot for this girl.

How droll.

Look. I was supposed to meet Billy here. You know, what's happening?

Billy's got a very full plate from what I've been told.

Something about serving minors and other things.

I forget all the details.

You know, Hunter, I think you should go in the other room and stuff cotton in

your ears.

That way you won't have to hear how Melissa makes a chump out of you.

Or hear her screams, whichever comes first.

Well, I guess it's just us girls now, isn't it?

What do you mean?

Chris, I've always had my doubts about you.

You know, you don't hook.

You don't take drugs.

A real straight arrow.

And yet you hook up with a lowlife like Billy the Kid.

Melissa, who is this so-called John that rescued you from Billy's that night?

And what do you know about Bridget's last date?

Please, I don't know what you want.

I've told you everything I know.

Look, this is getting real boring.

Like a broken record.

Chris, why don't you teach this tramp the joys of telling the truth?

Why me?

I mean, I'm not involved here.

Well, you're either with us or you're against us.

So get to work.

And don't bother gagging her.

Out here, it doesn't matter.

Just one thing, Denise.

What's that?

What's in it for me.

Now, there's a sentiment I can really relate to.

Perhaps a managerial position in my organization.

You know, for real money, instead of billy bucks.

Oh, very nice.

Now I bet your cop friend just loved to suck on them.

Denise?

Light me a cigarette, will you?

No.

Try it, you're dead.

Police officer, you're under arrest.

I'm gonna tie this bitch up. If she moves an inch, shoot her.

I hope she moves.

I'll read your rights later.

Melissa, call the cops.

Tell them an officer needs assistance and give them the address.

In the meantime, keep her quiet.

Go ahead.

Call the police.

Well, there's time for that.

Now it's my turn to ask other questions.

A question that you're going to answer, since there are no lawyers or cops

around to prevent my method.

of making you talk.

Oh, yeah.

Thank you so much for bringing my purse.

I always carry this for protection.

Now, I'm gonna ask you a question, Madame George.

I know who picked up Bridget.

Who is he?

I knew it.

What do you care, anyway?

Because I could have been Bridget.

And I know somewhere along the line that scum is going to try it again. And I

don't like being tied up. And I don't like being harassed. Is that enough?

Last chance. Please, not the face.

His name is Timothy Dunn.

He's a politician in city government.

He's very well known in certain circles.

Yeah, and about to be known in all the circles.

Now describe him.

Um, he's six feet, good looking, um, 35,

maybe, um, just please put the knife away.

Guess we'll never know if I was going to cut you.

Will we?

Operator. Give me the police.

Hi, Barbara.

You got a message for me?

Uh, that homicide cop Lieutenant Turner called.

He said Melissa's not at the Ridgemont Arms.

He thinks she's been kidnapped.

Oh, shit.

He said there were signs of a struggle.

Oh, OK.

Thanks, Barbara.

He's at the Oakdale station if you need to talk to him.

Right.

What's on your mind, Susan?

Well, I'd like to pick up my paycheck.

I know it's not due until Friday, but I'm quitting.

You're quitting?

Well, I got this great job in Seattle that this girlfriend of mine got for me.

It's a straight gig.

But, uh, the money's great, so I've got to go.

Doing what?

Well, it's, uh, it's dancing.

Straight dancing. You know, no stripping or anything.

Just regular go-go dancing.

And you're leaving today?

Uh-huh.

As soon as I get my paycheck.

Oh. Uh, bags checked, ticket bought, checked out of the hotel?

I left the key with the landlord this morning. I'm all set to go.

Can I see your ticket, Susan?

Well, I, I left.

I left it at the... Where?

The hotel? Yeah.

Oh, but I thought you'd checked out of the hotel, Susan.

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

Oh, Susan.

Someone must have given you the wrong ticket.

This says New York.

Well, you must be one hell of a dancer, Susan.

You bitch, you have no right to go through my purse.

You were the only one who was in the office when I gave Alex Turner Melissa's

address.

You know, I never made the connection.

How much do they pay you for a girl's life?

I don't have to listen to this shit.

Jesus.

Stop.

I don't want to hurt you.

I got this gun to protect my girls from the pimps and the vermin on the street.

Well, I think you qualify for vermin now.

Now, who did you call?

You wouldn't use that.

I'll blow off a piece of your leg and then ask the same question.

Oh, I'm a crack shot, Susan.

My late husband was a cop, and he taught me all about guns.

Your choice.

You can't prove that I did anything. Who the hell said anything about proving?

I'm going to say that was my money and you stole it. Now, who do you think

they're going to believe, Susan?

Me or you?

All right.

All right, just put it down, all right? Who did you call?

Marshall. His name was Hunter Marshall.

Now, put it down.

Alex Turner, this is Amanda Hart.

Do you know a Hunter Marshall?

Well, he's the one that's got her.

Why don't you send over a car to my office?

They can collect my source of information.

And you just better pray it's not too late, Missy, or you're going to be

looking at 20 years up at Fontana.

What do you want?

Well, I was just... What the fuck is this?

It's Denise's.

She thought she heard some noises and sent me to investigate.

I came here for a little backup.

What the hell is Denise doing? She isn't... No, no. Melissa talked right

away.

I think she has some other kind of fun in mind.

Oh, I could understand that.

So, uh, what kind of noises did you hear?

I think she just wanted some privacy.

Denise is kind of kinky, you know, and Melissa's all tied up.

Has to do whatever she wants.

Yeah, that could be fun.

So you came here for?

Well, Billy's not exactly my best bet in life anymore, is he?

He never was, baby.

You were always too classy for a low life like that.

Everybody knew that.

Thanks, Hunter.

You know, I've got to think of my future now.

Why don't we discuss it in the bedroom?

Yeah.

Why don't we?

Yeah.

Oh, Hunter, so, uh, this is it?

Yeah, this is it.

Just lay yourself down.

Why don't I give you size and lifetime?

Whatever you say.

Got oil?

I got everything, babe.

Wait.

You like that, Otto?

It's a very special kind of massage. I don't really use my hands.

It's going to be a body roll.

Yeah, you can say that.

Body roll.

And you know how to use your body on it.

Yeah.

It's mighty good.

I'm not your pussy, baby.

Yeah.

Let's go see how Denise is getting along.

Oh, sure. Let me get dressed first, okay?

Now, baby, we'll surprise her in our birthday suits, just like we are.

That'll have to be in another lifetime, Hunter.

You're under arrest.

Well, congratulations.

Sergeant. If anybody deserved a promotion, you did.

Thanks.

You know, there were times during that operation when I wished I was still a

meter maid.

Whatever happened to the Honorable Timothy Dunn?

We picked him up for questioning.

And he was babbling a mile a minute on everything before we got to the station.

Tried to make deals left and right. Got a politician to the end, huh?

Yeah.

Certain quarters at City Hall are going to be pretty ripe for a while.

So, uh, how's your star witness?

Well, with Madam George's operation busted up, she's probably on the main

boulevard plying her trade.

Don't worry, though. I mean, she's going to testify in court.

Of course you will, Alex.

Look, don't be so hard on Melissa.

In the end, she showed she really cared.

Look, once Madam George got behind her defense attorneys, we never would have

gotten the scoop on Timothy Dunn.

She did it her way, and it worked.

You know it wouldn't have held up in court.

I know, but she did the best she could, and it worked out okay.

Once Mr.

Dunn found out that George was in the can, though, I mean, he talked a mile a

minute. Opened up.

Look, I have to go.

Yeah, me too.

Pleasure working with you.

Sergeant, stay out of crummy bars for a while, okay?

Yeah, you know, I think I'm going into a juvenile division for a while. It'll

give my nerves a rest.

Juvenile?

God help you, Chris.

See ya.

Alex, hi.

Lisa.

What have you got to say for yourself?

You're not going back to Kansas, are you?

No.

I'm going to Amanda's Life Counseling Center.

I am moving into one of her apartment buildings.

I start work tomorrow.

So, what have you got to say for yourself?

I think that's great that you're going to work for Amanda.

I think that you'll probably... Hey.

Mr. Good Cop.

No speeches, please.

Just off the record.

Off the record?

Hmm.