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:08:00
And you know what've come to me?
:08:02
The other day,
that all the really knock-out acts.

:08:06
Have something more different
going on, you know?

:08:09
Like, a signature bed.
And l thought my thing could be a loaf.

:08:19
Give them just enough to feel hungry
but always leave them one more.

:08:26
Once l get a name for myself.
Maybe we can open up a club in Varum, you know?

:08:31
You could run it,
and l could be the headliner.

:08:34
-Get off.
-What's the idea?

:08:36
Wake up, kiddo, you aren't
never gonna have an act.

:08:40
Who says so?
:08:41
Face it, Roxie.
You're two big towers with skinny legs.

:08:44
And l'm just a furniture salesman.
:08:46
But you got connections.
You know, that guy down the club...

:08:49
There's no guy.
:08:50
Yeah, that night...
:08:51
lt's the first time l set foot in that joint.
l get clicked from the trombone player.

:08:56
So you never told anyone about me?
:08:59
Sugar, you're hot stuff.
l would say anything to get a piece of that.

:09:05
Stay then. Now?
:09:07
lt has some laughs.
Let's just leave it like that.

:09:10
Fred...
:09:12
You can't do this to me.
:09:16
You get off!
:09:22
You touch me again,
l'll put your lights out.

:09:26
-Wait...
-Your husband will be home soon,

:09:29
why don't you watch yourself.
Don't head into shit again.

:09:31
-You're a liar, Fred.
-Oh, yeah, so what?

:09:34
You lied to me...
:09:37
That's right, sweetheart.
That's right.

:09:40
You son of a bitch...
Son of a bitch!

:09:51
You son of a bitch!

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