Gia

I'm in charge, and I'm leaving.

- Is that the Byrds?

- They're so cool.

Oh, wow.

Ooh, rock my world.

Seventy-five cents?

It's pretty. Pretty.

Very pretty.

Hello, ladies.

Can I have this?

Come on.

- Tattoo? You getting a tattoo now?

- Tattoos. Tattoo you.

No, tattoo you.

- I'm not getting a tattoo.

- Oh, come on. What?

Look at that hair.

It's fabulous.

You want a tattoo now?

She'd be a lot of fun.

Who are you looking at,

him or me?

Oh, I can't talk about the sex.

I mean, how would I know?

If you ask me,

she never really had sex with anybody.

But she did love to be photographed...

and people loved to take pictures of her

and do little things for her.

She hated being photographed.

You had to run after her

and tie her down.

Then you had to get past the clothes

and the stuff in her hair.

But she was special.

Let's go.

Coming, coming.

All right, let's go.

And they showed her

a beautiful house...

on the planet Mars.

And they said,

"Come and live here forever. "

And the young girl said...

"Oh, Mars is a planet

where life's different-

safe, clean and pretty. "

But- But how do you get there?

Where do you find a taxi?

Which bus do you take?

Right? And how do you know

you're there when you're there?

Philadelphia was not ready for this.

But New York was.

It was the right moment...

and being of the moment

is everything in fashion.

But of course,

the more you were of the moment...

the faster you become

of the past.

Okay, let's get this over with.

Just go in there

and try to be nice.

- Nice? Nice.

- Yeah.

Who knows?

Maybe they'll like you.

- You are a very likable girl.

- F*ck you.

Hi.

I'm here to see Wilhelmina Cooper.

So's the rest of the world and the rest

of the world's way ahead of you, honey.

Take a seat.

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