Mojave Moon Page #5
- R
- Year:
- 1996
- 95 min
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Good.
I can't stop thinking about you all night.
I'm sorry... I'm...
Hmm... it's hot!
I'm gonna really fast use your shower.
What you're doing?
- Taking off my pants.
- Please... put them back on.
Why? Am I ugly?
Oh, no!
Al, honey?
Got any shampoo?
What?
Shampoo...
Got any?
I don't wanna to have to
wash my hair... with soap.
- What's wrong?
- I heard the door bell.
Will you just give me
the shampoo!
I gotta see who it is!
- Who's there?
- Julie!
Al, is that you?
Julie?
Hi!
- Are you alone?
- Of course I'm alone.
Was the downstairs door unlocked?
I guess so.
So are you gonna let me in?
- Al, what's wrong?
- Well... nothing.
Nothing's wrong.
Come in.
Oh... Oh... this is nice!
Oh... it's so cool in here!
So how long have you been
living here?
I didn't expect to see you
so soon.
- Well... I thought you might need this!
- It's my wallet!
There was no telephone number
but your address was inside.
- You didn't have to.
- I know.
- Shouldn't I be here?
- Nobody else knew you're here, do they?
No.
- Oh God! Mom!
- Ellie!
What are you doing here?
What's she doing here?
Nothing!
She just came by to... tell me...
to...
she...
wanted to...
...use the... shower!
Oh...
Well, that's so sweet!
I mean, you're so nice!
You never see people letting people
use showers anymore!
So did you remember to
wash all the hair off the soap?
I can't believe this!
Are you following me?
I was returning Al's wallet.
What's the matter with you?
You're ruining everything for me!
- I am not!
- Yes, you are!
- Al has his wallet back.
- Big deal!
- You had a nice shower!
- Oh, you're such a dise!
Ladies, please!
Shut up!
Thank you!
I have a little bit bigger problem
what kind of a shower
she's had or
why you're here.
Downstairs, in my car,
in my trunk, there's a guy... dead!
I don't know who it is,
or how he got there!
But he was there
when I left your place last night.
You're kidding, right?
Maybe you know how
it got there!
Wait, you think that...
I don't even believe you!
- You don't?
- No, I don't.
Do you?
Over here.
Where the hell is it?
Where's my car?
Where the hell is my car?
JESUS CHRIST!
Well, call the cops!
All right, uh, tell them it's a Lincoln
with a dead biker in the trunk.
It'll be easy to identify that way!
A biker?
with my fingerprints all over it!
- Oh, my God.
- What?
Kaiser!
Oh, what did he look like?
I don't know.
He looked dead.
Is he big or is he small?
- Medium.
- Colour of his hair?
Maybe blonde, why?
- So what are you saying?
- He killed him.
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