Another Day in Paradise Page #3

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You f*** up, the alarm goes off.

Voila, it is over.

- Perfect.

- Hey, Henry Higgins...

how goes the tutoring?

Not bad. The kid has talent.

Well you have been working

him for hours.

Why don't you give him a break?

Let's go shopping.

Yeah, maybe it is time

to take a little break.

What do you say?

Lead the way, Miss Doolittle.

Are you going to wear

your crook gloves out?

- No.

- Good.

Hey, not you, princess.

We got work to do.

- I want you back here at 170O.

- We'll be here.

Don't have too much fun, okay?

Kiss?

- Oh, you shocked me.

- I shock you every time.

Come on. Come on.

We're going to take

a little drive.

F***, I hate the suburbs.

This is the good sh*t.

Where are we going, Mel?

I'm taking you for a drive.

- I thought we were working?

- We are working.

You want to sit at the hotel

and play with alarms all afternoon.

Shut up and go for a drive.

Hey!

I would f***ing

drink her bath water!

Did you see that ass?

How about Sid, man,

she has got the big titties.

Three things you never f*** with:

You never f*** with

a man's money...

you never f*** with

a man's dope...

and you never f*** with

a man's p*ssy.

Sorry, man.

I never want to get old.

You know what Mel says?

He says that when

he turns sixty...

he is going to drive off a cliff.

You want a fix?

No, I never shoot.

I hate needles.

Well, give it a little time, my dear

and you will come to love needles.

So how did you two meet?

Who, me and Mel?

Oh, let's see.

He was selling dope to this

schmuck that I was living with.

And he kept trying to get me to go

out with him behind Charlie's back.

That was the name of the guy, Charlie.

- You want one of these?

- No thanks.

I'm addicted to these things.

So anyway, when Charlie

got busted

and I was on my own...

I finally said yes to Mel.

And the rest is ancient history.

Are you guys married?

Married, why?

Still, it would have been nice

to have a big beautiful wedding.

I guess.

My parents...

I haven't spoken to my parents

since they found out he's Jewish.

It is too bad...

because, he is the ideal man.

I mean, he is smart, he is rich,

he is funny.

And he is hung like a horse.

I'm a lucky girl.

You know the best way

to eat p*ssy?

The f***ing alphabet.

A, B, C, D.

- No way.

- Try a Z, X, Y, Z.

We're here.

- What the f*** is this?

- A clinic.

We are going to rip off

some doctor?

This no regular doctor.

He's the biggest speed doctor

in the mid-west.

- No way.

- Yeah, he's the distributor.

He orders from the manufacture

and he supplies his own clinics.

It goes right through

his pharmacy, right here.

As you can imagine, this guy

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