Striptease
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- Year:
- 1996
- 115 min
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Always considering
the best interest...
. . .and well-being of the child.
Therefore, you may make visitation. . .
. . .every other week
and Christmas Eve. . .
. . .and on Easter Sunday,
wearing your pretty Easter outfits.
Your honor, my ex-husband is addicted
to pills and he's a thief!
Because of his record, I lost
my job as a secretary for the FBl.
He was the finest high-school
tailback I ever saw.
Of course he's had his run-ins
with the law, but he's. . .
. . .made his accommodations
with the authorities.
Being an informer
for the vice squad. . .
. . .hardly qualifies him
to raise a seven-year-old!
Neither does being
But I lost it because of him!
Little lady. . .
. . .my decision is final.
Next case.
The big man's here!
-When does she go on?
-Pretty soon, Jerry.
-Welcome to Eager Beaver, gentlemen.
-Thank you.
Keep it close.
-Keep it very close.
-You got it.
Last stop, okay?
-What do you say, congressman?
-Poontang.
The night is young
and full of promise, my boy.
Great!
Now look, this has to be
the last one. Now I told--
Come on!
We got a rehearsal tomorrow.
Melissa thinks I'm in temple.
What if she calls?
We've got the legendary
twin temples from Fort Lauderdale.
Miss Urbana Sprawl wrapping up
on the great stage.
Nice spot, isn't it, Erb?
It's very uplifting, sir.
-Jerry, the usual Evian with lime?
-Please.
From Paris, France. . .
. . .put it together
for the fabulous Monique, Jr. !
Oh, my God. I love you!
That song is killing me!
Those babies gonna wind up in traction,
you don't play some ballads.
God, it's freezing!
They could store meat in here.
In fact, they do store meat in here.
No, I've been trying all day!
Are you positive?
No, thank you.
-Can't reach her?
-Darrell's phone's out of order.
I just know he's moved with her
again to some new dump.
God, what a nightmare!
He drives around with her in that van.
Drinking, taking pills. . . .
He doesn't even think about
putting a seat belt on her.
He's a dirtbag!
You hang in there, honey.
You'll get Angela back.
That judge will see the light.
It's expensive light,
I'll tell you that.
It's gonna cost me $1 5,000
for this appeal.
Is there even a chance
I can make that in six weeks?
You'll have to dance day and night
and hope some Arab sheik shows up.
I love you, girls, I do. But I can't
work here when I go back to court.
"Your honor, I found a new job.
I'm working at the Eager Beaver. "
It's honest work.
You have nothing to be ashamed of.
I know that and you know that.
But the judge won't.
Not him.
God, I still get nauseous
before I have to go out there.
You'll get over it.
Really? I can't imagine that.
You guys having a good time?
Here's the lucky guy!
You've come to the right place.
Monique!
Look at these hunks!
We're having a party!
Keep an eye on them bachelors.
They look like real trouble.
It's time to strap yourselves in
because you are going for a ride!
In her eighth week here. . .
. . .put your hands together
and make her feel good.
For the one, the only Erin Grant!
How about that!
-Larry King's at table six.
-What's he wearing?
-Tank top and gold chains
-That's Larry, all right.
-How do I look?
-Better than me.
That ain't easy.
You talk to her?
Darrell's phone's out of order.
I'd embrace the opportunity
to maim his white ass up.
That's really thoughtful, but I
don't think it'd help me in court.
Erin, come on.
I can't have an empty stage.
Man, let the chumps wait!
Going to the head.
You'll behave?
An angel appeared.
An angel of pure delight.
Go, Paul!
I'm getting married
this weekend to Melissa.
You love her?
-Very much.
-Then go home to her.
Shad!
Shad!
Listen up! The Flesh Farm
is killing us and you know why?
-They have free buffalo wings.
-Their girls are hookers.
No, because their girls dance fast.
And fast means sweat.
And sweat. . .
. . .means drinking!
Oh, my God!
What was that?
I got this.
Coming through.
Move out of the way.
Way to go, Davey!
Back up! Back the hell up!
-You all right?
-Fine. How about this guy?
Good thing he was drunk.
You could've gotten hurt.
On the main stage,
our lost little pussycat.
Put your hands together for the one,
the only Miss Sabrina Hepburn!
Meow!
I leave you alone for five minutes!
Will you get in?
Watch your foot, stupid.
Malcolm's gonna sh*t a brick.
Thank you.
Did I touch any girls?
Not this time,
but you were recognized.
Okay? Happy?
-How are you, little angel?
-I'm fine, thank you.
-Kids just tear me up.
-She's a brave one.
You'll be in my prayers.
God bless you, ma'am.
Last stop, little 'un.
Daddy, you're mean!
Evers and Jennings.
This is the new model, the X1 2.
-You're happy?
-Oh, mucho happy.
-Mucho happy?
-Get in the van.
Mucho, mucho, mucho !
Get in. We're in a loading zone.
We don't wanna break the law.
Daddy, did you tell Mommy
that we moved?
Of course I did, buttercup.
Of course I did.
How about a wine cooler, Erin?
I got mango, passion fruit--
Water would be just fine,
Alberto. Thanks.
is Darrell's moved again. . .
. . .and I need his new phone number.
Yeah? Well, you come
to the wrong place.
I hardly sleep nights
and then I break out into--
Look, Erin, I got no idea
where our brother is, okay?
Sh*t! They got the cat!
Wolves got no restraint.
-Careful, sweetie.
-Shut up!
She's all caught up with them cubs.
Some of the guys down
at the nuclear plant. . .
. . .they were asking me
if you'd do, like. . .
. . .private parties.
I don't think so.
Oh, that's a shame.
Because I'll bet that
you are a great dancer.
Alberto, I'll go crazy if
I don't get Darrell's new number.
call her every day and--
I hear he moved, Darrell.
Alberto, where is he?
You have to ask Rita about that.
He calls here about twice a week.
Collect.
Need money, as usual. . .
. . .but he don't speak to me.
Got no respect for me
even though I am. . .
. . .a professional man.
You're looking real good.
Oh, God, I've got such a headache.
Oh, yeah?
You want some Advil?
That would be so great.
Well now, you sit right here.
I'm gonna fix up
that mean old headache.
Never mind. I've gotta run,
but thanks anyhow.
Deerfield Beach?
We had a good day, baby.
Phone's ringing.
Think it's Mama?
No, little 'un. I talked to her
and she's too busy to call you.
Damn him!
Nice leg.
Maybe I'll take it home.
I recommend you let go.
Here's 500, baby.
What'd you say?
What's with Princess Di tonight?
Her husband disappeared
with the kid again.
I don't suppose you'd
accept this in appreciation.
No need.
Senor Cucaracha
here is gonna make me rich.
Oh, my God!
Is that a roach?
No, it's a f***ing shrimp.
Move, you're in my light.
Get some manners, mister!
So this is the new brainstorm?
this is the hottest-selling yogurt.
I'll bring this in. . .
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