Lesa Anne se dépouille de sa lingerie pour Mike

Well, figuring he just got sprung from jail. He's gonna be driving the legal speed limit. I'd say a couple of days. I got cabin fever already. I'm itching. I'm itching to do this job real bad. Pipe down, Red. You're talking like a jitterbug. A soda jerk. You're working Engel with Duke McCoy. You gotta be as cool as the weather around here at night. All in all, I'm itching. I'm itching real bad. They got lotion for what L's you, kid. By the way, Jim, son of a bitch. The old Havana hustle. What are you boys doing? In cards. Yeah, to see who's gonna fuck you. Gosh, Blackie, I really get to meet him. I never met an honest-to-goodness gangster before. Hey, pipe down and keep your girdle on. I don't want Duke McCoy to even see you. Why? Duke McCoy's been in prison for eight years. I mean, who knows what crazy thing that he might do. Yeah, like what? Well, I've seen him go up to this girl and grab her by her tits and twist them like they were animal balloons. You think he'd do that to me? Duke McCoy is as crazy as they come. They didn't give him the nickname, the Mad Dog. Definitely got to meet him. That was Duke. He doesn't drive two goods. Now go on, get out of here. I don't want him to see you. Blackie, you're no fun. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Keep your doors locked. You know, there's some bad people out there. So, uh, who's Big Mac? Well, Duke, I got some bad news. Seems that Big Mac met up with a gunfight with the coppers, and, uh... Well, you could say he left this hotel prematurely. That dumb son of a bitch! You know what that means, don't you? I'm now running the show. No. I don't trust you. I never trusted you, Parsons. You were a cop once, and in my book, that means you're still a cop. Duke, Duke, I'm on the up and up. Yeah, I bet. Well, like it or not, Duke, you're gonna have to trust me. Now, Big Mac here laid out detailed plans of the heist. You might want to take a look. Yeah, I'll look at these later. Whatever. Anyway, listen, you're gonna have to meet up with a man named Mendoza. He's gonna be your inside man at the hotel. He's gonna be the one that's gonna help crack in those safety deposit boxes. How much you figure one of them strong boxes holds? Oh, about seven million in jewels. You know, those bikini-wearing socialite dames are loaded. Nah, nah, this is too good. Something doesn't smell good about this, Parsons. Look, I'll tell you what. Big Mac wanted me to give you something, so I'm gonna go ahead and give it to you. Here. It's just a little something, you know, for provisions, a getaway car. Also, you're going to probably have to hide out in the mountains for a couple. You know, maybe I'm wrong about you, Parsons. Maybe I'm not. But if I'm not, you're a dead man. Oh, Blackie, he didn't look like no tit-twist-in-balloon man to me. Oh, jeez, you sound disappointed. Guys, you're kidding, right? About who's going to fuck me, right? I was. I wasn't. Hey, you touch my girl, I'll blow your fucking brains out. I'll do my own brain blow in thanking you, son of a bitch. Hot diggity, what'd I tell you, Red? She's a feisty gal, isn't she? She'll be a real value to this game. I don't trust no dime a dance, girl. Especially one who showers with a pistolero. Where the hell have you been? I'm sorry, Mr. Mendoza. My mom, she was in the hospital this morning, and I had to donate a kidney. I'm sorry. I have a nudist convention coming in at 2 o'clock, and half the room's not even done yet. I'm sorry, it won't happen again, Mr. Mendoza. Yeah, just don't let it happen again, okay? I'm over here, dear, okay? Excuse me, I'm looking for a Carlos Mendoza. Yeah, who's looking? Duke. Duke McCoy. Yeah, I'm Carlos Mendoza. I was afraid of that. So why is that? I've never done anything to you, McCoy. That's the problem, Mendoza. You see, you look like a man that's got the shape. You know, like a jackrabbit with the tail between his legs. And, uh, you're yellow. That's what it is. And I'm not letting you or no one else sing like a canary to the screws on me. You understand? Yeah, I got it. Why don't you say it a little louder so the gimp can't hear you, okay? What's your problem, sister? Nothing. She's got club tit. Speak for myself, Mr. Mendoza. I've got club tit. Ooh, it's a shame, huh? I bet you miss slow dancing, huh? I sure do. I miss... I miss dancing to Paul Anka records. And I miss it when... When a strong, virile man takes me in his arms, a man with Victor Mature hair. He lays his greasy head on my shoulder. Someday. You know, I bet you're one of those kind of like dreaming about walking in the moonlight, huh? You like pointing at all the little stars, wondering if there's life on them. Yeah. I bet you even like talking about your plans for the future you know the little house with the white picket fence yeah and i miss when i try and kill myself too thank you very much for pointing out my shortcomings hey hey hey hey hey hey easy kid easy relax um i got this really great doctor out in utah huh actually he's not a doctor but his heart's in the right place we'll get you out there we'll get you all fixed up you'll dance again You think so? Do you really think so? You think that maybe I'll even be able to see again? What do you think? She's blind, too. Blind, too? That's tough. That's real tough. It's real tough. Yeah, don't worry about it. I bet on it. That's great. Do you think that I'll be able to slow dance with a guy? Without grossing him out? You think? I'll bet on that, too, sweet lips. Help me. Certainly, madam. How may I be of assistance? Can you put these valuables in your theft-proof hotel safe for me? Certainly, madam. I just need a good-faith deposit. Why? Why is that? To protect the hotel, of course. These could be fakes, and you could be trying to orchestrate some phony insurance scam to defraud the hotel. Why? You certainly have all the angles covered. Well, uh, not exactly. Come on, kid. That's our cue. This is where we came in. Let me go get you an ice cream soda, okay? Come on. Okay. I have to give you a safety. Pipe down, Red. Fish, fish. Give me all your aces. I can't take it anymore, babe. This is the most important holdup of our careers. And mad dog fucking Duke McCoy has gone soft over some skirt. He's been fucking the gimp in the back room for the past two days without coming up for air. I think it's been more like three days. But who's counting? I am. And I'm getting real nervous. With Mendoza stalling and McCoy in the bedroom setting world records, I can't afford to go back to the joint. Ease up, Red. If you were in the fucking joint for eight years, you'd be doing the same thing as McCoy right now. Duke needs new brakes. And that's another thing. We were supposed to have a good getaway car. Duke's been sitting on the dough Blackie Parson gave him. I don't know what the fuck he's waiting for. Oh, Duke. I want to thank you for the best three days of my whole life. It was three days, wasn't it? It's so hard for me to tell sometimes. Oh, sweet Velma. Ah, I never thought I'd fall like a sap for a skirt like you. You know, baby, you've taken the stench of the jail cell right out of my nostrils and helped me smell the green grass again. Duke, you've made me so happy. You don't know the whole score, baby. What's this? What's it for? I think consider it a little going-away present. That's right. We're going to get your club tape and your blind eyes fixed. You're going to see the doc in Utah, baby. Oh, God. Duke, I don't even know what to say. You don't know what to say? Say you'll marry me when this whole fucked-up mess with Parsons and Mendoza's over with, when you can see me again. Come on, I'll take you to South America with all my cut of the loot. I'll show you the sights. We'll be happy, honey. You'll see. Okay. I gotta be the trigger man. I said so. How come Duke gets to drive? I wanna drive. It's been a change in plans. Duke's in love. Oh, cause Duke's in love. I gotta risk 15 years for armed robbery and aggravated assault. Could you guys