Ten Black Women Page #4

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The executive director wants you.

Company men are all the same.

I'm practicing,

I tend to choke on-air.

Shouldn't you be on set?

I have six minutes.

I'm on at 4, 7:
30, and 9.

I choke every time

the camera's on me.

I've never had that problem.

You're terrific.

I always do my makeup at home.

I thought I might find you here.

I'm generally here

when I'm not on set.

Let's shake.

- No. - Why?

The doctor said I have a skin disease.

My fingers itch and I want to tear

the skin off my palms.

It might be scabies.

- I don't care.

It's contagious.

- I don't care.

This is the first time anyone

has ever loved me.

I can feel the blood rushing

through my body.

Thanks for the dinner.

Don't mention it,

I'm just glad you enjoyed yourself.

I understand you're going to the US...

to introduce traditional

Japanese kabuki.

I think it's wonderful

you're doing that.

I sometimes see Mr. Kaze in the studio.

- Oh, you're too kind.

Please give your husband my regards.

He's so busy,

I haven't seen him for quite some time.

So, if you see him first,

please give him my regards.

I hope everything is all right here.

Please come in.

Is anyone here?

Now, where were we?

The plan to kill Kaze, I mean.

We'll do it here at the

Katyusha Restaurant.

You said it was perfect because

no one lives here, and I agreed.

We still have to decide the day

and the weapon.

Oh, yes... that's right.

How about sleeping pills?

It's hard to get the dosage right.

He could just sleep like a baby

and wake up grouchy.

A pistol would be good if

it weren't for the noise.

Noise wouldn't be a problem here.

I don't like how a pistol looks.

They look like they're made for killing.

I saw a movie where someone

was suffocated with a pillow.

That's good.

It's beautiful in an odd way.

But it requires incredible strength.

You have to push down

until you're covered sweat.

It was a French actor.

I forget his name.

Are we really going to kill him?

You'll do it?

No, I meant you.

- Yuck, I don't want to.

So... will everyone come?

They'll come.

They already said they want to

help you string up your husband.

Everybodys curious just to hear

what you'll say.

I'm just interested in what

choice words they have for him.

Nine women, each with a butcher knife

stabbing in turn, would be exhilarating.

That sounds good...

But it's ten women.

Really? I had no idea.

I know, the makeup artist.

Which one?

She's pretty, but her face is sad.

She looks a little like a Siamese cat.

What's so funny?

I figured as much... Not her.

- Then who?

Do you know the receptionist Nanae?

Her?! That's crossing the line.

I feel bad for Kaze.

And you're to blame!

You're his first mistress, and you just

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