You don"t know Victor Pryzer.
Speaking of money,
I don"t have to make any more arrests tonight for, say, the usual 3,000.
- 1,500. - 1,500?.
I better go down and start checking some more lDs.
- 2,500. - Two grand.
- Darling. - Thirty bucks for the cognac.
Add it to my tab, Miss Kopetski. Boom, boom, boom.
Miss Kopetski died in the war.
I"m Barb Wire.
Cigarettes and a drink and l"ll be fine.
Give me a goddamn drink. You, you or you, just give me my drink.
- Sir, we"re not open yet. - I think you"ve had enough already.
Ah, blow me.
Camille, package check.
[he whimpers]
Get her off! Get her off of me!
That"s Camille. She works here.
Camille, sit.
[he groans]
- You want to see her roll over?. - No, no, no.
Good. Camille, outside.
[growls]
- Have a nice day. - Yes, ma"am.