( dialing )
Woman: Yes, I'll hold.
Uncle Neil?
Hi, it's Jessica.
How are you?
Really?
Yeah, I'm in Hollywood.
So what have you been doing for the past five years?
Yeah?
( sniffling )
I miss you.
A lot.
When can I come and visit you?
Can you come and visit me?
I'd love it if you came and visited me.
I don't care about that.
It doesn't matter anymore. I just want to see you.
Okay, I'll try.
( sniffling )
Are you ready?
¡ì Amazing grace ¡ì
¡ì How sweet the sound ¡ì
¡ì That saved a wretch like me ¡ì
¡ì I once was lost ¡ì
¡ì But now I'm found ¡ì
¡ì Was blind but now I see. ¡ì
Yes... okay.
( sobbing )
Bye.
Man: Heather, can I get a beer?
- Man #2: You got money? - Man #1 : I do.
- Man #1 : How are you doing? - Man #2: Haven't seen you in a while.
I haven't been around in a while.
I've been keeping an eye on the cover of Rolling Stone
- and haven't seen you there either. - Keep watching.
Man #1 : Excuse me.
Mr. Black Cloud. ( chuckling )
How are you doing?
Okay. How are you?
- I want to talk to you. - I want to talk to you too.
- Hey Bobby, - Bobby: Yeah?
Look at this one that Paulina showed me.
I don't know how to get into it very gracefully.
Bobby: That's real sexy.
- ( woman chuckling ) - Bobby: I like that.
- You do? - Yeah.
Make sure this guy pays you before you show him any tit.
- Are we open? - Bobby: Yes, ma'am, we are.
- We are? - Yes.
Fuck, I have to get dressed!
Look at the difference between that eye and that eye.
That's a half centimeter more. And you can't put that out.
- Bobby: Has anybody seen Jo? - Woman #2: No, but her shit's here.
She went outside. Probably sucking some guy's cock.
Bobby: Tell her to come in the office.
Tell her yourself. Probably sucking some guy's cock.
Woman: Simone's going up for me.
Whatever happens outside this club is none of my business.
But what happens in here, is.
If he gives you any shit, let me know.
- I'm in control. - You're in control.
- I'm just trying to get unstoned. - Hurry up.
Bobby: Get dressed, please.
( coughing )
Oh, fuck!
I'm getting signed right now, so--
- Congratulations. - Finally turning around.
That's so good, because I need money.
I need to be able to get things for the little boy,
- or the little girl-- - Listen.
I really want to party. You know?
Okay, can we not party for a couple of days?
Because if we meet with this lady and you're not high,
then she'll think we're both stable
and you can tell her you're going to get a deal
- and make a lot of money-- - Am I going to sign something?
Uh...no. Well, you might have to sign something,
but you can use a fake name if you
- know the social security number-- - Wait, so I sign something,
and you'll get a full-grown child?
No, he would be a six or seven-year-old, probably.
Man: Okay.
- I'll do it. - Really?
Oh, thank you, Charlie.
Check this out, Bobby.
Nico.
Yeah, Carrie Crawford?
Eddie Hazel, from the Blue Iguana.
Right, down in LA.
We'd like to get Nico in for a party we're having next week.
She'd be a great addition to our program as a feature dancer.
She has time in her schedule?
Yeah, we're real happy.
Give me a call back. My number's 937-4444.
Eddie Hazel. Blue Iguana.
Okay, I'll talk to you then.
¡ì Baby. ¡ì
This ain't going to be cheap.
I ain't worried about cheap, baby.
We'll fill this club, she's getting 300 to 400 guys a night.
There's a reason why.
Eddie: My, oh my, we got us a full house.
- Good day. - How are you doing?
- Thank you. - Eddie: Be sure to make money.
I don't want you getting used to this.
Come by later, I've got to talk to you.
- Eddie: This is for you. - Thanks for your help.
Where's Jo?
I think she went outside.
- Hey, Eddie. - Where the fuck have you been?
What do you mean, where the fuck have I been? I'm here!
- My shit is here. - Put that out.
Woman #2: Thank you for the flower.
Jo: Where's my flower?
- Thank you, sweetheart! - Don't think it's gonna be that easy.
You come in here late,
- acting up, smoking. - Fuck you, fuck you.
- Jo: Fuck you. - Eddie: Yeah, okay.
Eddie: You'll get it later, if you're good.
Jo: I was sick, Eddie. I was sick.
Shut up, you fucking hyena!
I would appreciate if you didn't get all over that black guy.
- He's one of my regulars. - Jo: The one with the Jheri-Curl?
- That's one of your regulars? - Yes, it is.
Jo: He's such a fucking freak.
I would appreciate if you took that guy back,
'cause he's just an asshole.
Let me give you a suggestion. You should get a tit job.
( screaming )
Eddie: Get off. Come here!
- Jo:...take that money-- - Shut the fuck up!
I will suspend both of you.
And don't call my bluff!
- Thank you. It's jealousy. - ( Jo chuckling )
( man whistling )
Can you believe that?
Man: I got my own.
I'll show you how it's done, all right, boy?
( cell phone ringing )
Yeah?
Oh, fuck! What time is it?
No, I forgot. Okay? I forgot. No, I have it.
No, I'll be there in 1 0 minutes.
All right.
- Jo: Hey, Johnny. - How are you doing?
- Do you have the money? - Yeah. Here you go.
What the fuck is this? I told you 40.
- No, you didn't tell me 40. - I told you 40.
- ( Jo coughing ) - Are you all right?
- Yeah, I'm fine.
- Jo: Where's the rest of my money? - I'll give it to you next week.
- Johnny: See you later. - Fuck it!
( soft rock playing on radio )
Two.
You got them from in there?
$2.00 each.
I know you.
You dance at the Blue Iguana. Right? I just saw you there.
- Yeah. - What's your name? Jasmine?
- Mm-hm. - Jorge.
- Hi, Jorge. Nice to meet you. - Nice to meet you.
- I remember your name. - Will you come by again?
- Yeah, I should be there soon. - Can I have my books?
Thanks. Bye, handsome. Say hi.
I will.
I know that girl.
I didn't know you went to strip clubs?
- What are you talking about? - She's a stripper.
- She comes to my poetry readings. - No, she dances at the Blue Iguana.
She's a stripper.
Why don't you go in the back and stack?
All right.
- She said I was handsome. - Hey, big day!
This is Eddie Hazel, from the Blue Iguana.
I wanted to invite you to a party here this Saturday night...
- Hi, Jessie, I'm Bobby. - I'm here for the audition.
- You're late. - I'm sorry. I like your hair.
It's very snazzy.
- Okay, thanks. - Jessie: Hello, Mr. Hazel.
- How are you? - My name's Jessie.
- I'm here for the audition. - All right. Nice.
- I like your glasses. - Thank you.
- Have you danced before? - I danced at Cheetahs for six months.
Do you have a pen?
Do you have an ID?
I don't have it on me. It's at the apartment.
Eddie: We'll need to see some ID.
We've got all kinds of vice people, ABC coming in.
Are you planning on stabbing someone tonight?
- No. - It's a joke.
- This is soft. - So...
Where did you get this?
Bobby: Jimmy, put it on.
Jimmy: Hi.
I'm okay. And you?
Good.
( slow music playing )
¡ì Without the sense of you ¡ì
¡ì My thoughts are disappearing ¡ì
¡ì A long time will tell... ¡ì
Eddie: Yeah.
We open up at 7:00.
We'll put you in the line-up.
Don't forget your ID.
Jessie: Thank you, Eddie. I'll see you tonight.
Bobby: We run a tight joint here.
No drugs, no hand jobs, no blow jobs and no fucking.
You are so handsome.
- Did anyone ever tell you that? - Thank you.
Yeah, I get it all the time.
Brad Pitt's got nothing on me.
- I think you're a doll. - That's fine.
Tape playing: The word angle is spelled,
A-N-G-L-E,
whilst the word angel is spelled,
- A-N-G-E-L. - Angle.
- Tape: Angle. - Angle.
- Angel. - Angel.
How many nights?
One.
It's 30 plus tax, that is $34.20.
Hello!
LA paper. Complimentary.
Tape: Listen and check your answers.
Practice saying them.
- A: He wears a uniform. - He wears a uniform.
B: She's a pilot. She flies all over the world.
- She's a pilot-- - Jo: Angel!
D: In winter, Alice goes skiing,
and in summer, she plays golf...
DJ: Ladies and gentlemen, she fell from the sky.
The celestial Angel.
( music playing )
( man whistling ) Whoo!
¡ì Tire-moi vers toi ¡ì
¡ì Embrasse-moi plus tard ¡ì
¡ì Je t'aime. ¡ì
Jasmine: You know? Excuse me? Hi.
You're sitting in someone's seat.
It's Angel's seat. Why don't you sit--
yeah, sit in Jo's seat.
- I'm Jessie, by the way. - Hi Jessie, I'm Jasmine.
You have beautiful lips. Do you use collagen?
No, they're natural.
There's some freak hanging outside in a green Cadillac.
- Jessie: I saw him. - Did you see him?
That's fucking freaky.
We ought to tell Bobby, to get him--
- I saw him twice last week. - Stormy, did you see him?
No.
- Jasmine: Is he there now? - Jessie: Yeah.
Jasmine: Remember that guy who followed me home?
- Don't go out there. - I'll be right back.
- Jasmine: Don't go outside. - I want to see who it is.
Jasmine: If you talk to him, tell him to fuck off.
( cheering )
( whistling )
¡ì Tire-moi vers toi ¡ì
¡ì Embrasse-moi plus tard ¡ì
¡ì Je t'aime... ¡ì
( whistling )
Jo: I don't fucking believe this.
Excuse me? Honey?
New girl? Barbie?
You're sitting in my seat. This is my seat.
You might notice there's stuff in front of it?
There's a jacket on the back of it.
Jasmine, how could you let her sit in my seat?
- Jasmine: Don't talk to me. - Jo: Find your own space.
Find your own space, and we'll all get along.
( women chattering )
( cheering and clapping )
Angel: You know that guy who looks like Colonel Sanders?
- He gave me some bud and I-- - Jo: Hey, bitch, you're up!
- I just came off stage! - Jo: Not you, cornflake,
I'm talking to Jasmine.
Jo: Jasmine, it's your turn. I'm not going up.
I'm not ready. I have to let my rubber breathe.
- Jasmine:...they're saying Jo. - They're not.
- I can't go. I'm not ready. - Jessie: I'll go.
Jo: You'll go for me? You'll do that for me?
You're a really sweet girl. You know that?
Jo: She's Jessie. She's our new addition.
She gets along with everybody.
We love little Jessie here.
Go on up. You're gonna miss your--
DJ: And now, making her stage debut...
she's young, she's beautiful, she's perfection.
Ladies and gentlemen, put your hands together for Jessie!
( music playing )
( whistling )
¡ì So, here we are ¡ì
¡ì This is the time ¡ì
¡ì Take off your clothes ¡ì
¡ì Just like I'll take off mine ¡ì
¡ì Lie down with me ¡ì
¡ì Look in my eyes... ¡ì
Just wondering. Did you ever get her ID?
Yes, I know who she is.
I talked to Billy.
Did that call from Nico come yet?
It's on the machine.
Come on, Bobby, you said you were going to tell me.
Mm-hm.
I'm telling you.
¡ì I waited many moons for love ¡ì
¡ì I know you well ¡ì
¡ì Let me show you how ¡ì
¡ì Don't be afraid ¡ì
¡ì It's only me ¡ì
¡ì Just close our eyes ¡ì
¡ì And be what we will be ¡ì
¡ì Hey, child... ¡ì
( beep ) Hi, Eddie Hazel,
this is Nico. So it looks like we're on, baby.
I'll be there. You have my numbers. Bye.
( beep )
( woman crying on machine )
Jo: Are you okay? You doing okay, kid?
Customer: My glasses, my glasses.
Jo: Why don't you take them off?
We'll put them right here. Are you okay with that?
All right, sweetie. Okay, how's that?
- Everything okay? - Yeah.
Want to see the bad side?
- All right. Here we go. - Oh God.
Hi.
Jessie.
- Want to dance tonight? - Mmm.
Let's go.
Charlie: I don't have any money for this.
I'll make an exception.
Eddie: Listen to this.
( beep ) ( woman crying on machine )
That's not the message I saved.
( message playing again )
Woman: I realize our ancestral humor
goes through common longing and resistance.
I know the effort you will not make
until you are ready to accept I am not a war.
( applause )
That was great!
Great job. Thank you, Fiona.
I forgot to mention earlier, we put some fliers on the chairs
referring to the upcoming poetry slam in San Francisco.
As you know, it is the most important
poetry event on the West Coast so be sure to check it out.
Now, without further ado, I'd like to bring up Sophie Delvaux,
whose latest collection, "Autumn Sopranos,"
will soon be published by the Hubcap Poets Library.
- Sophie. - ( applause )
"Dreamboat.
Sleep is a boat moored in this room at night
And again at dawn.
In between, it journeys over the world,
Travels inside the scheme of things,
Moves out over the stars,
Comes, sailing into port, its cargo..."
You never read.
No.
So what's that on your paper?
- Your laundry list? - Mm-hmm.
Maybe you should come and read your laundry list.
Maybe not.
- Hey. - Hey, baby.
- Hey, Stormy? - Yeah.
You don't know a Marie Hughes, do you?
Marie Hughes, ring a bell?
- What is that? - I don't know.
Some attorney type dropped it off for her about 1 0 minutes ago.
I'll give it to her.
No, I'll give it to her. Do you know who it is?
- Yeah, it's me. - You?
Fan mail?
Use your stage name, not your real name.
You hear me?
( sniffling )
Oh my God.
( toilet flushing )
- I think I'm pregnant. - No, you're not.
Yeah, look at this.
- What the fuck is that? - It's at the plus.
- That means you're pregnant. - Where did you get this?
In the bathroom.
I was peeing and I found it beneath the toilet.
Did you piss on it?
Well, I was standing-- I was hovering
because the toilet is gross.
So I was peeing and I looked down
and I saw this right beneath the toilet.
And I think I might have dribbled on it.
Did you piss on the thing?
- There's piss on it... - That's gross.
and I might have dribbled on it...
- You're not fucking anyone. - Nobody right now,
but I heard on the Discovery Channel
that sperm can live a long time.
When was the last time you fucked anyone?
- Six or seven months. - That is not yours.
- Kathy, this is yours? - No, it's not mine.
- Tiffany? - No, it's not mine.
- See, it's mine. - No, it's not.
- This isn't yours, right? - You didn't piss on it,
- you're not fucking anyone. - I've been wanting to get pregnant.
- Jasmine: Jessie, is this yours? - Jo: Get off of my things.
- Jo: I'd appreciate it. - Jasmine: Jo?
Where's Stormy?
( whistling )
- Angel: I want to keep it. - Angel, don't!
Why do you want to keep it? Someone pissed on that.
It's not yours.
Jo: Okay, kids, go to town!
Whoo!
( rock music playing )
( whistling )
Stormy, what do you get for a blow job?
$1 00.
Okay.
( crowd cheering )
- Give it to me. Is this yours? - What is it?
I don't know what the fuck it is.
It stinks. Get it away from me.
- Sit down. - What?
- Are you pregnant? - What?
Are you pregnant?
What the fuck is the matter with you?
Do I look like I'm pregnant? No, I'm not.
- What's going on? - Angel found it and thinks it's hers.
- But it's obviously not hers. - Angel found it. It's probably hers.
Angel, honey, are you pregnant? Congratulations, baby!
You'll make such a good mother.
Just don't leave the baby in the park.
Jasmine: Jo, sit down.
Look at me, will you? Are you pregnant?
- No. - How late are you?
I'm not late.
- Jasmine: Give it to me! - Keep your hands off of my pills!
Fuck! What the fuck is the matter with you people?
- Jasmine: How late are you? - I'm not late, okay?
All right, I got--
give me this.
- What does that mean-- - Jasmine: It means you're pregnant.
Angel: It's a plus, there's a little blue plus sign right there.
All right, I'm not a moron. I read the box.
- It's a plus sign, okay? - Jasmine: Are you gonna keep it?
I'm not going to keep it. I'm gonna throw it away.
It's disgusting. What do you think?
If you want, I have a doctor.
- I think I got a defective EPT... - No, you did not.
- because it was in my... - Angel: It's so beautiful.
Honey, I have a doctor in Culver City who can take care of it.
Okay.
Can you make an appointment for me?
'Cause I don't want to carry it around.
It's okay.
- Hey, Bobby. - Hey.
- Bobby, you seen Charlie? - Yeah, I've seen him.
He gave me a tip.
Fucking asshole.
Where is he? I have to arrange something with him.
You really want to know?
Yeah, why? What happened?
Come on, let's go for a smoke.
Why? What happened?
Asshole! The motherfucker?
- What am I supposed to do now? - You'll be fine.
What do you mean?
He told me he was going to come to the meeting with me.
I give him something and he was going to be my fiance,
and he made me a promise.
He said, "I'm going to come with you,
and then he goes off with the first-- fucking little--
What, you need a leech? Here, calm down.
Fuck! I need him to show I'm like
a whole person who's going to get married and stuff--
Sit down. Sit down.
Relax.
Bobby...
You can do better than Charlie.
Yeah, right.
Some kid's going to be lucky to have you as a mom.
That's what you got to remember.
He wasn't going to be there with me.
He was going to go to the interview.
Now what am I going to do?
Let me look at that tip he gave you.
What are you doing? That's my money.
- That's my money. - That's Charlie's money.
You can have this.
I'll tell you what.
I'm going to check with Eddie and I'll give you a ride home.
Don't be a long time, Bobby.
Woman: Miss Willow? You can come in now.
Miss Willow, why do you want to foster a child?
Well, because I really love children,
and I really feel that I could give them
a safe and happy place to be
while they're waiting for their parents
to get out of rehab or jail--
Sometimes these kids do come
from very disturbed backgrounds
and it's important to have a safe and secure environment
and someone with an open mind.
Yeah, I have a very open mind.
Yeah, like your sign that says, "The hand of friendship has no color."
I don't look down on Michael Jackson for changing the color of his skin.
We have people in my building that are--
there's three lesbians living in one apartment.
All of them sleep in the same bed
and they're the most normal people that you can ever meet.
Even though they sleep together, they're so nice.
Oh, I'm sure they actually--
you live in the same building, so this is an apartment on Whitsett?
- Spec. - Spec. You moved.
No, it's around the corner from Whitsett.
That was the direction.
Okay. So--
Okay, so how long have you lived in Los Angeles?
- For six years. - And where did you grow up?
- Oklahoma. - You moved here from Oklahoma?
- Six years from Oklahoma? - No, I was in Vegas for a while.
What were you doing in Vegas?
- I was engaged. - Did you get married?
No. I would have, but he didn't want to marry me
because...
he was a very wealthy man, but he had some character flaws.
What kind of character flaws?
He liked really young women.
You're a beautiful woman.
I can't imagine him finding someone younger or more attractive.
Well, thanks, but when I turned 25, I was just kind of kicked out.
Do you have a significant other now?
Mm-hm. Charlie. He's my fiance
and he was going to come with me today
and I know you might be worried that he's not here
but he had a big record deal and they needed him in New York
because he might be doing some music with Yanni...
- Oh. - or some other people.
That's very soulful.
- Okay-- - He's very soulful.
What do you fear most in life?
- Death. - What does that bring up for you?
Not being able to live.
And what about the most pleasurable thing?
- Love. - Love.
- Miss Willow? - Hm-hum?
What do you think you can give a child?
Well, I have a Teddy bear that I had when I was a kid.
And I make a really good fluffer-nutter sandwich.
You are-- you are very charming.
I want you to understand something.
Fostering a child is not a hobby
- and it's not an activity-- - Oh no, I know.
It's very serious. It's an occupation.
It's a commitment that you're going to make.
I know, I understand.
I have too many hobbies already,
- so... - Okay.
Jasmine: Would you look at my ass?
There's something in it. Is it warts?
- I don't want to have herpes. - No, it's not.
You just cut your asshole, that's all.
Just put a little...
Angel: You might feel sorry for me 'cause I only made one dollar.
- Ha! - Jo: Oh, please!
Woman: Jesus, Angel!
Jessie: Put some aloe vera on that, Jasmine.
Angel: I've been thinking about little Jo,
because it would be really easy to remember.
It's like your name.
And it would be good for a girl or a boy.
( crowd cheering and whistling )
( slow music playing )
¡ì Don't take my soul ¡ì
¡ì Not from me here now ¡ì
¡ì Don't send no roses ¡ì
¡ì My penance is due... ¡ì
Can I get your attention? Don't forget.
Hello, Tiffany... Party at my house
the day after tomorrow for the foster kid.
Sometimes it takes a while to find the right guy,
and people can piss off people and the thing is--
- Angel: Hello! - What?
We're getting my apartment ready for my foster kid the day after tomorrow.
I'll make a map so everyone knows how to get to my apartment, okay?
( whistling )
Man: Remember these glasses?
I was wondering if, maybe, you could hold them
while I straighten things out with the landlord.
Straighten it out?
Those were my wife's.
She loved them and it's the only memento I got of her.
( crowd cheering )
- DJ: That's Stormy! - ( applause )
Eddie, Harry left his binoculars for you.
- Harry left these? - Yeah.
Thanks.
- Hey, Desiree? - Yeah?
- Are you okay? - Yeah, I'm fine.
Hi. It's room 2-0-8.
Yes. No, I am not going.
Yes, I stay one more night.
( contemporary folk playing )
- ( turning off music ) - No, no problem.
You scared me.
You want me to get out of your way?
No, I have nowhere to go.
- Light me one, will you? - Yeah, sure.
He's here, Bobby.
Who?
Sullivan.
Your brother?
Yes.
He wants me to go see him.
Mmm-hmm.
He's staying at the Sunset Hilton.
You know where that is?
Yeah. Yeah.
He's getting married.
He's going to be a daddy.
- You're going to be an aunt. - Fuck you.
Fuck no, I don't want to see him.
How did we do tonight?
We did all right.
Do you want some advice?
Wait until Christmas,
buy them all nice little gifts, you go home,
you take a picture and you go home.
I don't want your advice.
I want to see him.
Bobby: 74 Fleetwood.
We drove across the country in that car.
I always wanted to do that.
Best memories of my life.
- He's right there. - Where?
Stormy: Right there. My brother.
- Bobby: How do you know? - I know.
I know he's on the left side of the bed
and he's smoking a cigarette and thinking.
I'm not going up.
I don't want to go up.
- You want to go back to my place? - No, take me back to my car.
All right.
Man: Okay, this is an excellent guitar, so...
Thank you.
- ( man chuckling ) - Baby, come here.
You look great with this. Here, let me tell you.
You hear that sound?
Yeah, this is a '59 Gibson Les Paul.
There is more history behind this instrument.
You have to hold it like a precious baby.
Charlie: Think baby Jesus.
Jessie: I have the goods.
- I'm so proud of you. - Man: That'll be four, three,
two, four, seven, ninety-three. Cash?
- Cash. - That's cash. Take them.
- Man: Okay. Excellent. - Are you happy?
Thank you, baby.
¡ì Dance me to your beauty ¡ì
¡ì With a burning violin ¡ì
¡ì Dance me through the panic ¡ì
¡ì Till I'm gathered safely in ¡ì
¡ì Lift me like an olive branch ¡ì
¡ì Be my homeward dove ¡ì
¡ì And dance me to the end of love ¡ì
¡ì Let me see your beauty... ¡ì
Jasmine: I got all this great stuff at the 99 Cent Store
and I thought-- Wake up!
I got this really great snorkel.
The kid can use it as a snorkel in this pool.
Oh, that's so cute!
Where's Jo?
Where's everybody?
I think everybody had an appointment.
I haven't heard from anybody.
Jasmine: You know that guy who throws that shit up on stage?
- Presents! - Yeah, I need to wake up.
So I think we should smoke it right now.
Yeah 'cause we need to organize.
We need to concentrate.
- Jasmine: Did you move the couch? - Yeah, I'm working on the feng shui.
What the fuck is feng shui?
- It's-- aren't you from Asia? - No, I'm from Seattle. Light me.
Well, feng shui is the ancient oreal--
oriental ritual of decorating your house.
You move all your furniture so that chi...
- Oh, fuck! - energy can go through the house.
It blows from one end to the other.
Okay, we can work with that.
- Jasmine: Ange! - What?
it's a fucking sty in here!
I know, I'm going...
I'm going to clean it right now.
I was waiting for everyone to get here.
Where is the kid going to sleep?
He's going to sleep in here. I'll sleep on the couch.
This kid is going to sleep in a heart-shaped bed?
I was thinking I'd turn it upside-down so it'd look like a spaceship.
Good idea. And get rid of the sheets.
- Get spaceship sheets. - Good idea.
Oh my God, you have to fix this hole.
Both: Yeah.
I'll tell Bobby to fix this hole.
We should make a list.
Okay. Dictate.
Fix the hole.
Um... buy wallpaper.
Bobby will know where to buy the wallpaper.
Okay...
Fix the air conditioning. It's so fucking hot in here.
I can't fix the air conditioning thing
because there are some rats living in it.
- You can't live with rats! - I like rats!
We're gonna get rid of them.
Jasmine, don't! I'm not going to kill them.
You've got to kill the rats.
Tell Bobby to kill the rats.
She won't let you keep the kid if you have rats.
I won't keep the rats.
- I'll put them at your house. - I am not keeping rats!
Just temporarily.
We can take the unit out and put it at your house.
The kid needs air conditioning and he can't live with rats.
She won't let you keep the kid if you have rats.
I'm against killing them.
Sacrifice the fucking rats!
Jasmine: I'm hungry.
Angel: Maybe we should work on the list outside,
- and work on our tans. - I want pizza. Do you want some?
- Yeah. - What kind?
Any kind. You can't take your top off out there
because Mr. Sherman, that 1 00-year-old man, always looks.
- Who's that? - That's my dad.
Your dad is Adam West?
Well, he's who I like to think of as my dad.
Don't you think he kind of looks like me?
Look at his jaw and his mouth, even his nose and everything.
- Look. - No.
- Look, if I stood this way. - Hmm-hm. You don't look like him.
Really?
It's okay. You don't have to look like him.
Let's get pepperoni. Don't tell the lady your dad is Batman.
Why?
Ellen. Ellen Taylor.
Receptionist: Okay, have a seat. We'll call you when we're ready.
Okay.
- Woman: Your name is Ellen? - Yeah.
That's what we want to name the baby if it's a girl,
after my husband's grandma.
It's kind of old-fashioned, but it's so pretty.
Excuse me, Ellen. You can't smoke in here.
- There's no smoking here. - I'm sorry.
It's a doctor's office.
You should probably seriously consider
stopping smoking at this point.
- Why? - It's bad for the baby.
I'm sorry, Ellen.
You might be able to smoke outside,
but you can't smoke in here.
And it's-- like I said-- it's bad for the baby.
A girlfriend of mine went for acupuncture--
I don't give a fuck about the girlfriend of yours, okay?
Everybody doesn't have a happy, cheerful, chirpy life like you do.
Okay? Everybody's not here to have a baby.
Some of us-- Fuck you!
Fuck you, bitch! Some of us are here to have abortion!
- Did you ever think of that? - I'm sorry, no.
Did you ever? No, because you don't think.
You rattle on and on about your happy little husband
and your happy little grandmother named Ellen
and you don't give a fuck about other people.
You have a problem, lady!
You think you're the only one with reproductive organs?
I'm going to have this fucking baby,
and my baby is going to sell drugs to your baby on the playground.
You fucking bitch!
Oh my God!
- Angel: Ohh! - Jasmine: What the fuck is that?
- Angel: Oh my God! - What are these for?
Jimmy: These are for Angel.
( Jasmine and Angel laughing )
- Jimmy: Stacy's Flower Company. - Jasmine: Who are they from?
The driver said he was not allowed to tell me who paid for them.
- What are you talking about? - They're from a funeral parlor.
I'm not dead.
- Jasmine: They look like they're big. - Angel: Oh my God!
- These are so beautiful. - Jasmine: Nice, Angel. Score.
Oh my God! Who are they from?
Jimmy: The driver said he could not tell me.
Jasmine: Did they give a card?
Jimmy: No. I don't know nothing else.
Angel: I bet they're from Dale, the guy with the bald head.
- The sweet big man, kind of nerdy. - The guy drives a bus.
Yeah but sometimes those nerdy guys are from Silicon Valley.
- Jasmine: He's a poor nerd. - They invent toilet flushers...