Showgirls Page #2

l don't care

Yes, you do.|No, l don't

Let's go

Where?

You know where

She can dance, can't she?

She thinks she can

l'm gonna go dance with her

You can't do that. You're working!|T.C. will have your ass!

T.C.'s at the Riviera, playing craps

Want to dance?|l am dancing!

You want to dance with me?|Are you good?

Yeah, l'm good

l'm going to get a drink

You can dance|l don't lie

You can't

Then what am l doing?

Teasing my dick

You got potential. l could teach you

l'm not teasing it now, am l?

Watch it!

Be cool

You be cool, buddy!

Nomi!

Hey, you! Hold her!

What are you doing?

She started it!|F*** you!

Party's over

Malone

You're out of here

Your release papers

Yo, what's up?

l bailed you out!|Don't that get me a cup of coffee?

All l said was l'd teach you to dance

l don't need to be taught that

Because you're a bad-ass, saying,|''Back off, motherf***er''

You got that down

Back off, motherf***er!

Know what?|My head hurts, my dick hurts...

and you got me fired from my job!

Sh*t happens

''Sh*t happens.'' That's what l get?|F***ing wisdom?

That's it?!|Yeah, you get wisdom

You're not just a pain in my head|and my dick, you're a pain in my ass

Life sucks, you know?

''Life sucks.'' ''Sh*t happens''|Where you get this, off T-shirts?

All l want is a cup of coffee Yeah?

You got a quarter?

Buy yourself a cup

Al is pissed!|He says if you miss another night...

How did you get out?|He bailed me out

Why?

l kicked him in the nuts

He liked it?|He must have

Nomi...

Nomi, do my b*obs look bigger to you?

Carmi thinks she's pregnant again

Girl, you missed your period again?

l don't know. l don't think so

lt's like a Japanese convention out there!

Hey, Mama!

Better get your ''little weenie''|jokes ready

This thing ain't working again.|Come on!

Here we go. Come on

One more time. Try harder. Harder!

Let me try it

l want you to meet Hope

Cut it out. Hope, this is Tiffany...

Farrah, Heather, Henrietta...

My name isn't Hope|My name is Penny

They want class|They don't want to f*** a Penny

They want to f*** a Heather or a Tiffany

Or a Hope

This is a class joint

Henry!

Gentlemen, and you few ladies out there

what you've been waiting for Henrietta,|the Queen of Bazooms!

Hey, Henrietta! Pull your dress up!

Honey, you couldn't handle me|With all this fat...

you'd never even find the thing

l'd have to piss on you|to give you a clue

You need more pink

Thanks, Heather

Have you ever done a lap dance before?

You talk them into it

Fifty bucks a pop,|you do it in the back

Touch and go. They touch, they go

You can touch them|They cannot touch you

That's good

lf they come, that's okay

lf they take it out|and come all over you, call the bouncer

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