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- Tonight on "Acapulco H.E.A.T."...

- Aah!

- Aah! (man laughs)

- Oh! - Oh.

- Aah!

(gunshots)

(guns cocking)

(whip cracks) - Aah!

(gunshot)

♪ Oh, can you feel it ♪

♪ Burning inside ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Sweat dripping down my spine ♪

♪ Making it hazy ♪

♪ Wet fingers touching mine ♪

♪ Making me crazy ♪

♪ Out on the street I feel the heat ♪

♪ I feel, I feel, I feel the heat ♪

♪ I feel, I feel, I feel the heat ♪

♪ I feel, I feel, I feel the heat ♪

♪ I feel, I feel, I feel the heat ♪

♪ Deep in the darkest night ♪

♪ I feel the motion ♪

♪ Keep all my love alive ♪

♪ Come to the ocean ♪

♪ Out on the street ♪

♪ I feel the heat ♪

♪ I feel, I feel, I feel the heat ♪

♪ I feel, I feel, I feel the heat ♪

♪ I feel, I feel, I feel the heat ♪

♪ I feel, I feel, I feel the heat ♪

♪

- Well, you could have straightened up after closing.

- I had plans.

- Yeah, and I noticed you haven't shared any.

- A real woman does not talk.

- She doesn't? - No.

A real woman gives specifics in living color.

- She does? - Ooh.

- I'm telling you, you mark these tags up

and you cut 'em in half,

and you'll sell 'em all by sundown.

People love a bargain.

- Hey, and I'm telling you,

you pay attention to how I'm doing this

or you're gonna be swimming back to California.

- Can't swim that far.

- Then you can walk.

- My mother always said I could walk on water.

This could be the test. Let's run the sale!

(man) - No, it's a mistake!

- Would you keep your voice down?

- No, this is a stupid idea!

- Hi. Can I be of assistance?

- Um...

- Someone we know.

From New York, national security.

(Cat) - Oh!

- Oh! - Ohh.

(woman) - Isabelle's wedding to the senator

is scheduled for two weeks from Sunday.

- This is a waste of time.

- Why was your sister on the cruise ship

in the first place?

- She was coming to meet me.

This is a big mistake. These people look like

they belong on a runway and a live nude show.

(Joanna) - Hey, that's not nice!

Why do you think the head of the National Security Council

referred you to us?

- Maybe he owes you one.

- Will you just shut up?!

Senator Lambert is already wondering

why he hasn't heard from Isabelle.

- 'Cause his reelection hangs on his having a wife.

- He loves her. - And she loves me.

And I'm going to find her. I don't need any help

from Snow White and her mighty dwarves.

- And who do you suppose is Snow White?

- Me. - Ha!

(Cat laughs)

Better make it Joanna so we don't argue.

- Okay. Joanna.

- Hey! Thanks.

- Actually, he doesn't owe us one.

We owe him one.

Now, we are gonna go find Isabelle.

You, go home.

- You don't tell me what to do.

- We thought there would be a phone call or a ransom note

or something that we could act on.

My father will pay anything.

- Have you told him?

(scoffs) - He'd have a heart attack

if he knew about Van.

I called you from national security

this morning and flew straight here.

- So you, Van and all of us are the only ones

that know she's missing? - Yes.

- I'll check on the ship. You two take Guatemala?

And Snow White? Find the Grenada

and why they haven't reported Isabelle missing.

- Tommy, I don't think having David watch the boutique

on his first day is a great idea.

- Yeah, he'll do... fine.

- For who? - Eh.

(computer beeps)

- The Grenada is here. It's been in port an hour.

- Maybe things are going our way.

(overlapping chatter)

- Paul Garrison?

- He's over there.

(chatter continues)

- Mr. Garrison, I'm Nicole.

I'd like to talk to you for a minute if I could.

- Hello, Nicole. Goodbye, Nicole.

- I'm not a cobra, Paul. You can look away.

- Hmm.

Well, I may be the cobra.

- Between strikes, maybe you could help me.

A girlfriend of mine got off your ship in Guatemala

and did not arrive here.

- Oh, what was her name?

Maybe Guatemala was her final destination.

- No, actually she was due to get back on the ship

with a friend for the rest of the trip.

- Well, passengers check out when they leave the ship,

check back in when they return.

If anyone didn't return, we would know about it.

- Her name was Isabelle Hunter.

- Look, I can't help you without checking my records.

- Why don't you bring Miss Betty Boobs here with you

and we can look.

- I'll show you where I work.

- If anybody saw anything, they're not talking.

(speaking with accent) - So many beautiful girls come from the ships.

How can we remember just... one?

(Cat laughs)

Oh, my beautiful flower.

You smell of sweet perfume.

Your eyes are like beautiful... wonderful...

(Cat swoons)

Sorry.

- I've got the ship's records.

According to them, she signed back on in Guatemala

and signed back on and off at the next three stops,

including this one.

- Two other women have disappeared

from Nautilus Line Ships in the last two weeks.

- Two more? - Two.

And five from other means of travel

have disappeared in Guatemala.

Both women disappeared from the Grenada

on its last two trips.

- No newspaper records, no TV.

What the hell is going on?

I better get down there.

- Yeah. - See you later.

- Okay, take 'em on inside.

(woman) - Ow, hey!

- Well, come on.

Come on, girls, hurry up.

Mm-hmm, I want you too.

- Get in the car.

(overlapping chatter)

- Hey, hey, look around! Maybe you can find more.

This is a once in a lifetime sale.

Take home presents for the ones you love.

These prices, you can even take home presents

for the ones you don't even like much.

Wow, thank you!

- Stop! Put those down right now!

(overlapping chatter)

It's not for sale! It's not for sale!

Out! No, no more!

(chatter continues)

(David) - Thank you, thank you!

- Hey! This shop is closed!

The sale is over!

(David) - What are you doing?

(women groan) I've got action here.

Look at this, the cash is flowing!

Look at the green!

We're on our way to department store status!

- We're on our way to bankruptcy!

- I'll bet this is more money

than any of you have ever taken in.

I did it! I made it happen!

- We are losing money with every sale!

We don't mark down to 50%!

No! Hey! - Then let me do the buying.

We should even raise the prices,

and then discount it and use it!

We need a sound system, and the lights with strobes!

- How old are you? - 15.

Hey, you can't hurt me. I'm a minor.

- If my hands are raised, I will!

(chatter continues) Stop! Stop! No!

Out! Back! Take back!

No! No! No more! No more sales!

- Do we know where they were grabbed?

- If it were not for Joanna,

I wouldn't even know they were grabbed.

- Well, maybe some of them just extended their vacation.

- No, we thought of that.

Joanna tried locating them at hotels or back at home,

even the ships or planes. Nothing.

- Hm.

All right, well who wants to talk to the local police?

- Back to the streets.

- Hey!

- There's nothing, absolutely nothing you can do

to stop what's going to happen to you.

You might as well come along for the ride.

(men laughing)

(woman gasps, men laugh)

- Hey! Hey!

Get down. (woman sobbing)

- You probably attended one of those American classes

that taught you to fight.

That would be a mistake.

(men laugh)

You don't fight, you might have some fun.

You fight, you will be badly hurt.

(men laugh)

Just like leading a horse.

Find Mary, tell her we will want breakfast in bed.

It's a good day!

(man laughs)

(Nicole) - Look at her, she's pretty.

I want her. I'll attack her.

- God help whoever tries to take either one of you two.

(girls chuckle)

- Hey, maybe that's it.

I mean, maybe we should see if we can try and get grabbed.

- Hmm.

- Wait, wait, what, what?

Hey, maybe we should take a look at the next batch of passengers

and see if any look like potential victims

and follow them.

- Joanna must have already sent the pictures of the other girls.

That would give us an idea of a type.

- Ha... female!

- Not exactly what you call hot.

- Good bodies.

- I thought they would be prettier.

- I think they're just dressed down.

- You know, he's right.

- So, we look for sexy little ones

who are covering it up.

- Or don't know they have it.

I don't know, little Timmy might like

the little smiling face one.

Look at that one, that one's kinda cute.

(man) - There she is.

(men grunting)

(Tommy) - Sorry! You okay?

I'm sorry, you all right?

(woman gasping)

(man) - Let's go!

(tires screeching)

(Cat) - Poor baby.

(Nicole cooing)

Were they army or not?

- I don't know, the fatigues looked official.

- Oh, great. We're taking on the army.

- Ah, maybe it's just an officer and some of his flunkies.

(phone ringing)

- This is Nicole.

- Hi, it's me. - I know that.

- Oh... yeah, right.

Your friendly purser didn't sail with his ship.

- Really? What did he do?

- He took one of the docks in Guatemala tomorrow.

- Thanks.

Paul Garrison who has been on board

during three disappearances is due in here tomorrow.

- Hm. You thinking what I'm thinking?

- Mm-hmm.

- Let's go shopping.

- Hey!

(both chuckle)

- Fancy meeting you here.

- Oh, one could say the same.

- I thought you were headed for the good old USA.

- Well, the purser got very sick.

So, being that the Grenada was ready to go,

well, they moved me.

- Hmm.

Let's you and me take a walk.

- Now, would I wanna do that?

- Because I can show you things Miss World has not even learned.

- You know, there's something about you... that I don't trust.

- Probably because you have spent so much time

around little girls that a woman

makes you a little weak in the knees.

My friends and I know you are involved

in the disappearance of some of your women from the Grenada.

- You're crazy.

- I told you I would show you things

Miss World has not even learned yet.

Now, you're going to call whoever it is you call

and tell them you are sending two beauties.

- And I'm the other one.

- If you're thinking about tipping them off,

I wouldn't do it if I were you.

He's going to be hanging around here making sure

that nothing out of the ordinary happened to us.

- Look, I don't know. I send the women to a location,

and an envelope with money is delivered to me,

before the ship sails.

Look, I don't ask questions.

(Nicole grunts) - Oh!

(man) - Don't make a sound.

- Ah!

(Nicole) - Hey, easy!

(Nicole) - "Acapulco H.E.A.T." will be right back.

(man) - All right, come on.

Let's go.

- Damn it all.

(woman whistles)

- This way, girls, come on.

No, no, no, no, boys. Not this time.

I let you watch the blondie.

- That's not fair. - Oh, man.

(woman) - Come on, ladies.

Strip.

I said strip!

Everything.

(woman imitates shower running)

- Okay, so what are we gonna do about her?

- Let's kill her now.

- That's the same thought that crossed my mind.

- Let's make it quick.

- This almost makes living with a husband

and a couple of kids seem cool.

- Hey, hey, hey, don't go crazy now.

- You're right, forget I said that.

(both scoff)

- I hope I'm not about to see myself in a magazine.

- Postcards would be more her style.

- Get dressed.

You're gonna spend some time in this building,

and you might just spend some time outdoors.

Try to escape, you'll be shot.

And I do the bed check every night.

I do expect to find you there.

- I think she wants you in her bed.

- Strange. Same feeling I got.

I'm Cat, this is Nicole.

- Hi.

Your sister just hired us to get you out of here.

- Is there something about this place that I don't see?

Something that makes it so wonderful

that you don't wanna leave?

- No, no, I'm just shocked. I... I'd given up all hope.

I thought sooner or later I would be taken away

like the other girls.

- What other girls?

- Well, two others were taken away.

A couple of Hispanic girls too, but they... they came back.

- But the Anglo women didn't.

- Not yet.

- Do you know where they were taken?

- No. - Could you show me

a couple of girls that were taken away that did come back?

- Yeah, I will.

(whispering) - Yeah, okay.

- Well? - She said they were taken

to a house of a chief of police for parties,

but there were no Anglo women there.

- So much for law and order. - Mm-hmm.

- Shall we? - Yeah.

(beeping)

- The hell are you doing here?

- What do you think I'm doing here?

- How'd you find this place? - Faster than you.

- You're gonna get in the way.

- Oh, really? - Yeah.

- I'll find Isabelle quicker than you do.

I've come with enough firepower to get her out.

You... you come dragging in here,

and all you got to offer are the two stepsisters

that are locked up inside.

- Stay the hell out of my way.

- Pfft.

When you get the chance, kill him.

(Tommy) - Looks pretty elaborate

for a guy who's gonna bust in and get his girlfriend out.

- My plan isn't anything as stupid as busting in.

That car takes the girls to the guy.

When he takes Isabelle, we take the car.

- Oh! I'm sorry.

- Okay, let's go.

- Hi. - Mmm.

- Do exactly as I tell you.

Tell them they have to wait. You have to call their boss.

If you don't, I'll cripple you.

- I have to call your patron.

There's something I have to say to him.

- All right, what's your boss' name?

- Carlos Ventura.

- You're gonna convince Mr. Carlos Ventura that...

Carlos? He the drug lord?

Well, you tell Mr. Carlos Ventura

that you have two hot, sexy beauties here

that he has to have and that you wanna get 'em out of here

before the other women get to them.

(phone ringing)

- Is there a problem? - No problem, sir.

A gift.

- What are you talking about?

- Your men are here to pick up one of the girls.

- Tell me something I don't know.

- I just received two very sweet,

beautiful flowers this afternoon.

-Send them with the girls.

- Yes, sir.

- But if they are not as you say,

I will find someone else to do your job.

- Good.

Now, you tell those two guys out there

that they're gonna take two more,

and that they need to take the blond and the French girl

out right now, and that they have to wait for me,

and I'll be right out.

- Omar? - What?

- You're gonna take two more.

Take the-- the blond and the French girl.

This one'll be right out.

- Now, call the guards.

- Guevara, Jesus!

(gasps)

- It's for you.

I had to kiss her goodbye.

- I'd say the team on the inside's

doing a pretty good job.

Should we follow? - Ah.

(gunshot)

Let's go.

Come on.

Come on, Carlos, let's go.

Good. Good, terrific, all right.

(Tommy) - Stay tuned for more "Acapulco H.E.A.T."

- Come on, come on, let's go.

Move it.

Come on.

- What did you do with the gun?

- I put it back where I found it.

- What did you do that for?

- It was empty. Let him say, "bang, bang".

- For once in her life, Ramona was right.

My, my.

This is like a plate of exquisite food.

Where to start? Where to start?

- Start with them.

- Just why should I do that?

- They're experienced.

- What do you mean, they're experienced?

- They're whores-- I heard them talking in the camp.

- Sounds to me that you want to make yourself last.

- I don't care about that. This is the most exciting thing

that's ever happened to me.

- Then you are not the sweet, innocent flower I was expecting.

- I've always done the right thing,

said the right thing, gone to the right schools.

I've never been bad.

This looks like a perfect chance,

and I won't even have to feel guilty.

I'm being forced, but I'm not like these two.

They should be given to your men, flunkies,

stay-behinds if you have any.

- Is that true? - Believe what you like.

- Do you think we care what a man

who has to kidnap his women thinks?

(Carlos laughs)

- See? See how hot they are?

- Take her to Mary.

- Is there some reason why you believed her without asking us?

- If Ramona hadn't called to try to convince me

to take the two of you, I might have doubted her.

But I figure Ramona got what she wanted

so you could get what you wanted.

- Oh! And what is it we wanted?

- Freedom!

- Well, actually, the Hispanic women

said they were taken to parties where there was whiskey and men.

We thought that would be a lot more fun

than just staying at the camp.

- What would you have done in our situation?

- I would have done the same thing.

But then, I am not to trust.

I will show you. (Carlos laughs)

(women laugh sarcastically)

- Great idea having Ramona call.

- Well, look behind you and you'll see what a great idea

it was to return the gun.

- What does she mean, "return the gun?"

I think a little double feature snuff film

is in order.

- Snuff as in "die"?

(splashing)

- Who were those two women?

- Forget about them. Where's the money?

- I don't know, they brought me straight here

from the living room.

- Well, where are the two women?

- I don't know, with any luck, they're with the stablehands.

- There is no stable. - Too bad.

- All right, we'll wait for Mr. Carlos Ventura then.

Maybe we can convince him to lead us to the money room.

- I know how to convince him.

- Get them ready.

- I think they're going to put us

in an altered state of consciousness.

(with French accent) - Probably to compensate for their diminished capacity.

- You are cruel.

- So I've been told.

- Yes, my darling.

I'm going to give you a chance to be very, very bad.

- And I'm gonna give you a chance to make me

very, very rich.

(man) - He's got a gun!

(Carlos grunts)

- All right, put something on, let's go.

- I don't think so.

If I go first, I'll draw their attention.

(Van laughs)

(Tommy grunts)

(Tommy blowing)

- Nice entrance, Tommy. - Mmm.

Best I could do with a headache.

- Hey, who did that to you?

- Oh, yeah. It was loverboy Van,

one of his little army.

- Fiancé? - One and only.

He's here somewhere, and as close as I can figure,

he and his band of merry men

were waiting for Isabelle to be brought here.

- Well, that explains Little Miss Innocent's efforts

to feed us to the sharks.

- Shall we try inside or outside?

- Out. Thanks to Van,

I think all the outside guards are dead.

- Boy means business. - Yeah.

And I think even Isabelle is dispensable to him now.

(men laughing)

(Van) - Shh.

- Aah! - Aah!

(Isabelle) - Damn it!

- The women are loose. Let's get this over with.

(Isabelle gasps)

(Nicole) - A whore, huh?

Let's see who's the whore now. Move!

(gunshots)

- Huh.

- If you weren't so stupid, this wouldn't have happened.

- Well, it's all your fault that we got in this mess--

- No, you were stupid, I told you!

Oh, just shut up!

- I can't believe that I ever listened to you.

(indistinct arguing)

(Van) - Sit there and be quiet.

- You know... there are a lot of organizations

that could make good use of the money in there.

- I agree.

- Maybe we need some of it to get out of the country.

- Aren't they great?

(Cat) - Stay tuned for more "Acapulco H.E.A.T."

(all laughing and cheering)

- Well, I don't need these anymore.

- See, I told you.

The earring is a perfect place for a transmitter.

It's the one thing they don't take from a woman.

- Thank God! And thank you.

Led this bloodhound right to us.

- Just in the nick of time.

These two were almost appearing in a local porno film festival.

- Huh? - Never mind.

- Shame the government insisted on keeping

Van and Isabelle in jail down there.

- And to think she did all that just for the money

to stay with that creep.

- She knew her father will stop giving her some money

if he found out.

She just wanted to live in the style

in which she has become accustomed.

- Pssh.

(Joanna laughs)

- David... do you know that we almost got killed

for a $10,000 bonus?

But you... you just blow $6,700 on a giveaway!

- It wasn't a giveaway, it was a sale, a success!

Almost emptied our store.

- You would have if I hadn't stopped you.

- That was a mistake. - No, you were the mistake.

- Okay, I'm sorry.

- "Sorry" is not good enough.

Do you have life insurance?

- No. I'm only a kid.

- Let's kill him anyway.

- For a sale? - No, for free.

- Can you swim? - Not good.

- Bad... that's perfect.

- What are you doing?

Hey! Stop! What are you doing?

(Tommy whistling)

Come on!

Come on!

(David grunts)

Hey, come on! Put me down!

Come on, stop! Wait! Wait!

Can we talk about this?

Tommy, stop!

(women laughing and cheering)

♪