The Forbidden Dance Page #5

Okay, you can pass.

- Yeah, that's her, all right.

- God, she looks good.

Let's go.

Hey! Hey, buddy, take a hike.

Hey, baby, remember me?

I'm Jason's friend.

No!

No, I don't want to dance with you.

Get back here.

- Come back here.

- Leave me alone.

Come on, queen of the jungle,

show me the Lambada.

- Stop it!

- Show me how it's done.

Come on, Jason doesn't

know anything.

- Leave me alone!

- You do it with everyone else.

Stop it! Leave me alone.

Help me. Help me, please.

Nisa. Nisa.

Enough!

No, not enough.

Dave, that's enough, man.

Mickey, you want me to handle this?

No, I'll handle this one.

You seem to be having trouble.

Let me tell you about a rule

we have here.

Never before a girl is ready.

Are you ready, honey?

- Never.

- You see?

Go ahead, sweetheart,

get cleaned up.

Now, I know how

to make you feel better. Girls.

Now I want you boys to have

a real good time tonight.

And you come back another time

and I promise you...

...Nisa will be good and ready.

Tear it up, tiger.

You sure you have his passport?

I don't want trouble at the airport

with Immigration.

I got them right here.

- What the hell was that?

- Cuff him to the van. I'll check it out.

Keating.

What the hell is making that sound?

Morgan.

What the hell?!

Where's the witch doctor?

Jason.

- Mind if I sit down?

- Sit anywhere you like.

Look, I need to apologize

for the other night, okay?

I guess I acted like a real b*tch.

It's just that seeing you

with that girl made me jealous.

What do you want, Ashley?

For one thing, we need to talk about

our audition for the Kid Creole Show.

- You've gotta be kidding.

- If we dance like we planned...

...then we really have a shot

at winning this contest.

I mean, think about it,

a spot on national television.

Isn't that intense? Jason, millions

of people would be watching us.

I don't think I'm gonna be

dancing, Ashley.

- Was there anything else?

- Jason, what is going on?

I mean, we had so many

good plans together, right?

I mean, the other night is over, okay?

Hell, let's just forget it.

Let's just go on with our lives, huh?

I wanna make up.

Jason, I have said

that I am sorry to you.

Now, what more

do you want from me?

Honey, I miss you.

I miss you too.

I just don't think it can be

the same anymore.

Why, Jason?

Just because you had

a little fling with a street girI?

Forget it. I can forgive you for that.

Don't call her that.

She's not a street girl.

Yeah? That's not what I've heard.

- What are you talking about?

- Nothing.

- What are you talking about?

- Stop it!

If you know anything about Nisa,

tell me.

- Stop it, you're hurting me.

- Spill it.

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