Frankie and Alice

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Miss? Miss, can you hear me? Miss?

All right, everybody, let's get it on.

Come here.

Hey, Frankie!

Here you go, sweetheart.

Wall Street.

Oh, yeah, princess! Yeah!

- Here you go.

- No holding out.

Wall Street!

Try reading a newspaper, Hal.

Wall Street's going down!

Yeah, and dicks are going up.

Keep 'em coming, Frankie!

Let's go, chickies.

Now come on, let's move it.

Shut up!

- Frankie.

- That's pretty sad...

Can you believe that sleazy son-of-a-bitch

humping out my leg like a dog?

-It's gonna take forever to get this shit off.

- Girl, I'm trying to eat.

He tipped me $4.

Can you believe that shit? Four...

I was just waiting for him

to start counting quarters!

I told you working on the floor

is for chumps.

Now if you was a Leo like me,

you'd have figured it out already.

I can take one look at their face

and tell who ain't getting no sugar at home.

And that's the one

got the most money for Frankie.

I'm a Pisces, so what does that mean?

Charlie, get down those stairs now.

Shit, blame your mama. I don't know!

You through with the newspaper, sweetie?

- Go ahead.

- Thank you.

Hey, Frankie?

You want some of this?

I don't mess with that.

Okay, just tell me something.

It gets easier, right?

When I went out there tonight,

I thought I was gonna barf.

Here's what I do, baby.

I close my eyes and let the music take me.

Like I'm on the outside, just watching.

Like I ain't even there.

Like I'm watching myself from the outside.

- Works for me.

- Thanks.

Thanks, Frankie.

You did the crossword?

No, I didn't.

Well, yeah, sweetheart.

Sure looks like you did.

No, I didn't. That ain't even my handwriting.

Genius has done the crossword again.

I'll take that.

What you trying to do, Frankie?

Make us look bad?

Got something to prove?

So, are we going or what?

Don't want you to be no slave

don't want you to work all day

But I want you to be true

And [just want to make love to you

Love to you

Love to you

I can tell by the way you walk that walk

And I can tell by the way you talk that talk

I can know by the way you treat your girl

That I could give you all the loving

In the whole wide world

See what we got here!

Girl, you're on fire.

What did you think of that?

Eight in the corner.

No way. Not happening.

She's gonna fold like a table.

Frankie doesn't have it in her.

Did you see that?

Line 'em up!

Frankie, that's some sharp shooting, baby.

Real sharp.

Polyester Molester... Marry me!

- Honey, that ain't for real.

- Hey, how do you know that?

Number one, he's white. Number two...

He's white!

I know one guy who don't need

no sock in his pants.

Who, Cliff?

He's so fine, I'd fuck him for free.

Me too.

Yeah? Make you feel good? Yeah?

What?

- Touch me.

- Yeah, baby.

Give it to me.

Frankie?

What's the problem?

Frankie! Hey!

It's all right.

Took the kid to her mama's

on Crenshaw, so...

Frankie, we good, baby.

Mama, what's wrong?

Come on, baby, you can't leave me hanging

like this. I been really nice to you.

Take your filthy nigger hands off me.

"Mortify, therefore your members

which are on the earth.

"Fornication, uncleanness,

inordinate affection,

"evil concupiscence, and covetousness,

which is idolatry,

"for which things' sake the wrath of God

"comes on the children of disobedience."

Frankie. Frankie come on, baby.

Frankie is not here.

What are you talking about? Come here.

- Frankie, come on!

- You are hurting me!

- No, I'm not.

- You're hurting me.

Okay. Okay. Okay.

Frankie, it's me. Okay? It's okay.

I ain't gonna hurt you.

Shit!

- Damn it!

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