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SUMMONS COURIER: Steve Banerjee?

- You're the creator of Chippendales. - Yes, yes, I am.

- Here you go. - IRENE: You missed your deposition.

This is a class-action lawsuit.

You have to take this seriously, Steve.

This could destroy us financially.

RAY: No matter what

shady scheming bullshit is going down,

there's always one person who'll have your back.

STEVE: Everybody's trying to copy me.

Profit off what I built, my risk, my hard work!

You swore an oath of loyalty, Ray.

- I know that. - Then show me you meant it.

- I'm talking about a tour. - A Chippendales tour.

STEVE: So I get half the profit?

You, uh, you understand all that?

RAY: How you even know he's being real with you

about how much money's coming in?

By the looks of things, something ain't right.

[KENNY LOGGINS' FOOTLOOSE PLAYING]

NICK: You are king of the jungle,

you own that stage, guys.

Scotty, hat back, I wanna see those eyes.

I wanna see those hungry eyes!

Okay, backs straight, dicks hard!

ANNOUNCER: Here they are.

NICK: Energy, energy, energy!

ANNOUNCER: The men of Chippendales!

- NICK: Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go! - [AUDIENCE SCREAMING]

- NICK: Go, go, go! Go, go, go, go, go! - [AUDIENCE SCREAMING]

BRADFORD: I fucking love Cleveland!

NICK: This is Cincinnati!

BRADFORD: What's the difference?

[♪]

♪ Been working so hard ♪

♪ I'm punching my card ♪

♪ Eight hours for what ♪

♪ Oh tell me what I got ♪

♪ I'll hit the ceiling ♪

♪ Or else I'll tear up this town ♪

♪ Tonight I gotta cut loose ♪

♪ Footloose ♪

♪ Kick off your Sunday shoes ♪

♪ Please Louise ♪

♪ Pull me up off my knees ♪

♪ Jack get back ♪

♪ C'mon before we crack ♪

♪ Lose your blues ♪

♪ Everybody cut footloose ♪

- Aah! Give it to me! - [ALL HOLLERING]

- NICK: You gotta shake it. - [BRADFORD BABBLES]

Blow on 'em, blow on 'em, blown on 'em, blown on 'em!

- [BLOWS] Shake it, shake it. - Ah!

- [ALL HOLLER] - I think that works in my favor!

- Six, se... [SHOUTS] - Boardwalk!

- Come on! - It's my favorite hotel.

Pay up, sucker.

Bradford, do you have any more coke?

BRADFORD: Uh, check my toiletry.

It's in a fancy vial.

- NICK: Count it and count it good. - [DENISE LAUGHS]

BRADFORD: How could you do that to me?

Well, all's fair in love and Monopoly, honey.

Well, your ruthlessness is a real turn-on.

- Oh yeah? - Get over here.

How, how much of a turn-on is it?

Jesus, get a room!

This is our room, Denise.

Yeah, Denise!

NICK: ♪ It's raining cash ♪

- [NICK AND BRADFORD LAUGHING] - BRADFORD: Oh well, so much for sleep.

- NICK: We can sleep on the bus. - [DENISE SNORTS]

We can sleep when we're dead.

Let me in here, you!

- [ALL SCREAMING AND LAUGHING] - [CROWD SHOUTING]

Hey, Scott, it's Denise from Chippendales.

I'm calling about those October dates we talked about.

So, the 22nd is looking best for us.

We just added a Grand Rapids show on the 21st,

so I'm just thinking we'll come right to your club and we...

SCOTT: [OVER PHONE] I'm sorry?

- What? - SCOTT: I'm just a little confused.

DENISE: Mm-hmm?

SCOTT: You're already booked.

What, what do you mean?

- October 14th. - You're playing our theater.

- When did we book a... - I didn't, I didn't call.

- SCOTT: Not you, the other guy. - Who, Nick?

- SCOTT: No. - Bradford.

I forget his name, he was...

He, he had an accent.

Are you insane?!

You cannot fucking launch a competing Chippendales tour!

But, Nick, I just did.

NICK: [OVER PHONE] Yes, well, you're gonna stop.

- I mean, I have every right. - It's my company.

NICK: Not the tour. The tour is mine!

You signed over the rights, remember?

Yes, and what did I sign it on?

A House of Pies napkin.

Well, paper is paper, Steve.

Expect to hear from my lawyer!

[NICK GRUNTS] [BUTTON BEEPS]

[SCREAMS] Fucking asshole!

[NICK SIGHS] Jesus Christ!

[UPBEAT THEME MUSIC]

[♪]

[DIAL CLICKING]

[♪]

[♪]

CHERYL: "This court hereby grants

"plaintiff's temporary restraining order

and preliminary injunction

"so that Steve Banerjee may not utilize

"the Chippendales name, style, or essence

in operating its tour."

- Fix it. - Fix what, the law? [SCOFFS]

What if we change the name?

Something like Chippendales Experience

or, or Chippendales Mania,

you know, like that Beatles Mania Beatles show?

CHERYL: You want to do a tribute act to your own tour?

IRENE: I'm just brainstorming.

Look, I gotta go.

Thank you for coming by.

Of course.

- CHERYL: Um... [SLIGHT CHUCKLE] - Oh, oh right. [CHUCKLES]

Um...

- [STEVE SIGHS] - IRENE: Could you

maybe wait a week to cash that?

Ma nishtana.

Thank you, Cheryl.

- He did this on purpose. - He knew exactly what he was doing.

- Well, he duped you. - Hm?

- You were duped. He tricked you. - Yes.

IRENE: Yes, and

none of this was your fault at all.

- That's right, not at all. - [PILLS RATTLING]

- What are those? - Pills.

[TENSE MUSIC]

[♪]

[GROUP CHATTERING AND LAUGHING]

- NICK: Safe flight. Call me when you land. - BRADFORD: I will.

NICK: Have you got your Valium?

I know how you get with turbulence.

BRADFORD: I don't need anything.

I'm gonna be asleep by the time the plane takes off.

NICK: I beg to differ. I think you need something.

A little help would be really good for you.

- I don't need any help. - [DENISE CLEARS THROAT]

- I don't want you to be upset. - DENISE: Nick!

- Shouldn't we get going? - NICK: Yeah.

Hey, Denise, can I have him alone

- for just like one minute? - DENISE: Sorry.

- Sorry. [LAUGHS] - I'll be there in a second.

No, no, I'm sorry. [CHUCKLES]

NICK: It's okay. I'll be there in a second.

[DENISE LAUGHS]

- Get on the bus! - Go!

[DENISE CHUCKLES]

- That's gotta stop. - I know. I know.

- We just, we love each other. - [BRADFORD LAUGHS]

Well, great, but I'm not in a relationship with her.

You, you gotta draw a line.

So how about now?

[LAUGHS] What do you mean?

I mean, don't get on the stupid bus.

- Come on. - And come back to New York with me.

What, and leave her out here all alone?

Look, the last thing I would want to do

is to ask you to choose between us.

However...

- [BUS HORN HONKS] - [KISSING, MOANING]

Call me when you land.

- [BRADFORD EXHALES SHARPLY] - [NICK GIGGLES]

You disappoint me terribly.

[BUS HORN HONKS]

[CRICKETS CHIRPING]

[STEVE SIGHING]

[KEYS CLACKING] [POP MUSIC PLAYING]

Hey.

- What are you doing? - IRENE: Um...

I think we have to sell the house.

Okay, that's, that's absurd.

We're bouncing vendor checks left and right.

Between the lawsuit, the violations,

and the calendar disaster, I don't think we're gonna make it.

Okay, I know things are a little bit

- bumpy right now, but we... - Bumpy? [SIGHS] Stevie.

We're bleeding money like crazy.

If not for the New York club and the tour, I don't...

Oh right, if not for Nick.

- I didn't say that. - That is what you meant, didn't you?

- Oh, my God, you've got to let it go! - I have to let it go? You're the one

who keeps talking about Nick

like he's amazing, he's our savior,

everything he touches turns to gold! Nick, Nick, Nick.

- You sound crazy! - I sound crazy? I am capable, Irene!

I'm...

I am capable, Irene.

Of course, you are. I know you are.

Trust me, I've got this.

[EXHALES SHARPLY]

[PILLS RATTLE]

[SNORTS] [SNIFFS]

- [♪] - [SNIFFS]

[♪]

- I got it. I understand. - [CROWD CHATTERING]

I understand.

- It's coming. Show's gonna get started... - What are you doing?

- Huh? - Let them in!

We're way over the limit.

We've already been penalized to the maximum.

At this point, what does it matter?

- Let them in. - I mean...

Let them all in right now, right now.

- Thank God, Steve! Thank you. - Welcome, ladies, $10.

Welcome to Chippendales. Have a wonderful night.

Thank you. Thank you so much.

Thank you. Have a good night.

You're going to have a wonderful time.

- ANNOUNCER: The men of Chippendales! - [CROWD CHEERING]

- [UPBEAT DANCE MUSIC] - [AUDIENCE CHEERING]

STEVE: Have a wonderful night. Thank you. $10.

Thank you. Thank you.

Have a wonderful night. [SNIFFS] Thank you.

[AUDIENCE SCREAMING AND CHEERING]

- [SULTRY MUSIC] - [SNORTS]

- [AUDIENCE CHEERING] - [CHEERING FADES]

[TENSE MUSIC]

[♪]

[INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE]

[♪]

[INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE]

[♪]

They are revoking your fire permit.

Uh, you're gonna have to close your doors.

For how long?

If the city has its way? Forever.

- We'll fight this. - We'll fight this in court.

[SCOFFS] You've already paid for my kid's braces.

Now you wanna pay for his bar mitzvah?

It's over, Steve.

- What's over? - The club.

Chippendales Los Angeles.

- It's over. - [MELANCHOLIC MUSIC]

- [♪] - [LIGHT SWITCH CLUNKS]

[LIGHT SWITCH CLUNKS]

[PENSIVE MUSIC]

[♪]

[♪]

[DENISE SCOFFS] That's a backwards three!

Oh, we're all out of Es.

Then why spell "tonight" like that? [LAUGHS]

- WORKER: Huh? - You spell "tonight" T-O-N-I-G-H-T.

Take the E off that and put it in the Chippendales,

and then our sign won't look like shit.

- Thank you. - Yeah.

[NICK LAUGHS]

- Oh, my God. [LAUGHS] - Success!

- Yeah, woo-hoo! - Here we are!

- [BOTH LAUGHING] - You've got this. [LAUGHS]

Got what?

- This. All of this. - Okay.

So... I'm gonna go back to New York.

- What? - NICK: You don't need me.

What are you talking about, Nick?

- Of course, I need you. - You don't.

I mean, maybe you haven't noticed,

but you're doing everything.

You're booking the gigs, you're, you're managing the dancers,

you're coordinating the travel.

I mean, you're in total fucking command.

Most days, I, I don't even need to come in.

You wanna go to go be with him.

I do. [NICK BREATHES DEEPLY]

There's a million guys to fuck on the road, Nick.

I don't want to fuck other guys.

- We had a deal. - I know.

- [DENISE SCOFFS] - I know.

What? [CHUCKLES]

But I love him.

But we're the couple.

We're not.

Not really.

[DENISE CHUCKLES] You're gonna pick him over me?

I think you're being unrealistic.

Why not pick me?

- NICK: You know why. - You could pick me.

Oh, could you... Do I have to say it?

Well, you were married to a woman!

You've already done the thing!

Yeah, because I was in love with her.

- [DENISE BREATHING HEAVILY] - Denise, I...

Can you just be happy for me?

No.

- NICK: Denise. - DENISE: Fuck you very much!

[LINE RINGING]

[HEAVY SIGH]

[PHONE RINGING]

- [LINE RINGING] - [NICK SIGHS]

BRADFORD: Guten tag!

[GERMAN ACCENT] We will now discuss ze upcoming

- invasion of Europe. - [CHUCKLES] Wow!

Yeah.

Ze plan for European domination is as follows.

First, ze Chippendale armies will land in England,

launching a full-scale assault of the sexy.

- [CHUCKLES] - Zen we will move across ze channel,

- where we will take Paris. - [IMITATES FRENCH LAUGH]

Come here.

- What? - Come here.

Those French broads won't know what hit 'em.

- Absolute surrender. - [NICK LAUGHS]

[MOANS]

Hey.

- [KISSING, MOANING] - [BREATHING HEAVILY]

Hold that thought.

Why?

- I have to pee. - I had three iced teas at lunch.

[SIGHS] I'll miss you.

Not half as much as I'll miss you.

[LAUGHS]

[FOREBODING MUSIC]

[♪]

[♪]

[EXHALES]

[WATER RUNNING]

[GUNSHOTS]

[PEDESTRIANS CHATTERING]

WOMAN: Uh...

[♪]

[♪]

[EXCLAIMS, SOBBING]

Nick? [SOBBING]

Nick. Nick.

Nick. No, no, no, no, no, no, please.

Please, please, please, please. [SOBBING]

Jesus Christ. [SOBBING] Oh God. [SOBBING]

[BRADFORD SOBBING] Help! Somebody help me!

Will somebody... [SOBS]

- Help! - [SOMBER MUSIC]

[♪]

IRENE: Steve?

Steve?

Irene?

What's going on?

- It's Nick. - STEVE: What about Nick?

He's dead. [SOBS]

- What? - IRENE: He was murdered.

- What are you talking about? - This morning in the New York office.

Somebody just came in and shot him.

- Who? - I don't know.

Oh, my God.

- Oh, my God. - [STEVE MUTTERS INDISTINCTLY]

Oh!

Was anyone there?

What?

Did anybody see the, the murder happen?

- I don't know. I'm not sure. - Well, who told you?

[SNIFFS] Bobby.

And how did Bobby hear about it?

Bradford, because he found the body. [CRYING]

But he didn't witness it?

No, he was, um,

he was down the hall, and then he heard the gunshot and then

[SIGHS] and then he found Nick.

[STEVE STAMMERS]

Sounds like just a random robbery.

- Hm? - You know, just, um,

a random stick-up or something like that.

That's what it sounds like.

Yeah, maybe.

New York is such a terribly violent place.

Can't believe it.

Steve.

I'm sorry.

I know you two weren't exactly the closest.

Yeah, we had our differences,

but I would never wish harm upon him.

Of course not.

DENISE: [YELLING] Steve!

Steve! Fucking murderer!

Steve!

Steve! [SOBBING] Steve!

Steve!

Steve!

- You're a killer! - [BANGING ON GATE]

Steve!

Steve!

- I will see you in jail. - Shh. Shh.

- DENISE: You fuckin' shit! - Denise!

- DENISE: Steve! - [CONTINUES BANGING ON GATE]

- You're a murderer! - Hey, hey, hey!

- Denise! Denise! Hey! Hey! - I know what you did!

Okay, be quiet, there are neighbors, okay.

It's early in the morning. Just talk quietly and we can talk.

Tell me why you ripped my fucking heart out!

- Stop talking for one moment, okay. - Murderer!

- Take a deep breath. - Where's Irene?

Get in the car and leave and then we'll talk later, okay.

You talk to me.

You're drunk. Go, sleep, and then

come back and we can talk, okay.

You're saying crazy shit. Shut up.

- Am I being crazy or am I being sane? - Yes!

- You fucking piece of shit! - Okay.

- DENISE: What game are you playing? - STEVE: Shh, shh, shh!

I can see it in your eyes!

- You killed him! - Shush! Don't talk!

You're a murderer!

- Irene! - No, hey, hey, hey. Okay.

Denise, you have to stop screaming, sweetie.

You're screaming too loud. What's going on?

She's drunk or on drugs or something.

- She's not making any sense. - Honey, look at me.

You're screaming.

- Irene, I'm so glad you're here. - She's not making any sense.

- Okay. - DENISE: Your husband

- is a murderer. - She's not making any sense.

- You're not making any sense. - You're with a murderer!

- Shut up! - DENISE: You do know what I'm saying!

- Stop talking for one second, okay. - We have neighbors.

Watch him. DENISE: [SOBBING] You...

- Nick... Nick was... - We loved... Nick was my friend.

- Oh, fuck you! No, you didn't! - STEVE: Okay?

- Are you in on it? - STEVE: Be quiet!

You have blood on your hands, Irene.

- STEVE: Shut up. - Blood on your hands.

How dare you?

- Blood on your hands! - Come on.

[SOBS] You have blood on your hands!

- We have to call the police. - DENISE: Irene, listen to me!

She's losing her mind.

- Oh no. We don't need to call the police. - She's at the gate

- in the front of our house screaming. - No. No.

Yes, she's going to calm down

- and then she'll go home. We don't... - We have to call the cops.

No, just think about this for a second.

- We have to call the police. - No, I'm call...

Do not call the police!

Okay.

We don't need to call the police.

Okay?

I'm gonna go check on the baby.

Steve?

I noticed there was $15,000 missing from the safe.

What did you do with that money?

What did you do with that money?

- What did you do with that money?! - [HIGH-PITCHED RINGING]

- Oh, my God! - [IRENE SOBBING]

- STEVE: Irene. - Oh, my God! [SOBS]

STEVE: Irene. Irene, baby, what's going on?

Irene, talk to me. Irene.

- Please, please, please, please, please. - IRENE: No.

STEVE: Hey. Irene, baby, please.

You really think I would do something like that?

Are you crazy? Just look at me.

Just look at me and just talk to me.

- Hey, hey! Just look at me! - No! Get the...

Don't touch me! No!

- Just... Hey! - No! No.

- [SOBBING] - Hey.

You know me. You know me.

[IRENE BREATHING HEAVILY]

- You know me. - I don't fucking know you!

[SLAPS FACE] Get the fuck off of me!

- [IRENE SOBBING] - Hey, little girl, hey.

Hi, sweetie, we're gonna, we're gonna go on a little trip.

Hey. I know. Are you up, sleepyhead?

Come here. Come here, I gotcha.

- Oh... [CRIES] - Please, please, please, please.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

- [TENSE MUSIC] - For what, Steve?

[♪]

[SCOFFS]

[♪]

[PHONE RINGING]

Irene?

MAN: Hello, I'm looking for Steve Banerjee.

- Who is this? - This is Scott Garriola.

I'm a special agent with the FBI.

- [PHONE RINGING] [INDISTINCT CHATTERING] - [GARRIOLA CHUCKLES]

Your name is Somen.

- My birth name, yes. - [GARRIOLA LAUGHS]

That's funny.

- Why's it funny? - You know, it just,

"Shomen," and you show men.

That's [LAUGHS] I mean, you never...

Okay. [CHUCKLES]

May I ask why I'm here?

Yeah, well, as I'm, I'm sure you're aware...

- Nick De Noia was murdered. - Yes.

I hope to God you catch whoever it is responsible.

You and me both.

Unfortunately, I have no information

that will help you in your investigation.

So how long were you and Nick partners?

We were not partners.

- GARRIOLA: No? - I was his boss.

Oh. How long were you his boss?

About seven years.

- That's a long time. - Yes, it is.

How would you characterize your relationship?

- Characterize it? - Yeah.

Was it good, was it bad,

did you fight much?

- We had the occasional disagreement. - GARRIOLA: Mm-hmm.

But no more than a typical work relationship.

Huh.

May I ask why the FBI is involved?

I would think this would fall under the auspices

of New York City police.

Yeah, so Chippendales is considered interstate commerce

because you have the clubs and the tour,

which, you know, it kicks it upstairs to us.

I did not realize that's how it works.

That's how it works.

But, yeah, we are, we're working closely with them on it.

Anyway, um,

so what kind of things did you two fight about?

Boring work things, you know, just...

Could you please just answer the question?

Am I a suspect?

I didn't say that. Did I say that?

You're treating me like a suspect.

I'm just gathering information.

- Just getting context. - Context.

[FILE THUDS]

And Nick, he controlled the, uh, the touring rights, right?

He did, yes.

And that seemed to be going pretty well.

Yeah, the tour is one of our most profitable revenue streams.

Yeah, did that bother you,

that he had such a lucrative part of the company?

- Not at all. - Actually, maybe the most lucrative, huh?

- I have 50 percent stake in it. - I was thrilled with its performance.

Now, your failed club,

there were issues over the years.

- Issues? - Yeah, overcrowding, fines,

all sorts of trouble with the city.

Any club in LA has things like this.

And then, of course, the lawsuit, right?

You kept Black people out of your club.

- Okay... That is not... - And Hispanics or gays.

- Or anybody else... - You are not understanding the actual...

- ... that you found undesirable. - That is not how it w...

- That is an unfair... - QUESTION: Did you let Indians in?

What does this have to do with Nick's murder?

I don't know, it just seems like there's a pattern here.

- A pattern? - A contempt for authority.

A certain [SMACKS LIPS]

disregard for the law.

If you think blocked fire exits

- has anything to do with... - Hey, hey, hey, take it easy.

Just take it easy.

This is your society.

I beg your pardon?

You made these rules.

You made it so that some people are born at the bottom.

Why is it my job to come fix it?

I just wanted a successful business for me and my family.

You put people like me at the bottom.

You made fun of the name that my father gave me.

[INHALES SHARPLY] You made it so difficult for me.

And still I made it.

I have everything, and I regret nothing.

He's guilty. A hundred percent.

Sure as hell seems that way.

- There's just one problem. - There's not a shred of hard evidence.

[♪]

[STEVE RETCHES, COUGHS]

[♪]

GARRIOLA: We'll just keep digging and then hopefully

- something turns up. - And if not?

- Then he gets away with murder. - [RICK SCOFFS]

[♪]

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[INTENSE ELECTRONIC MUSIC]

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