Most scenes together: Nomi Malone & Cristal Connors (7), Nomi Malone & Jeff (4), Nomi Malone & Zack Carey (2)
Hello? Anybody here?
Back here.
What are you doing here?
What am I doing here? [sniffs cocaine] I'm doin' some of the finest cocaine in the world, darlin'. You want some?
It's great for the muscles. I told Marty I'd work on your turns with you, darlin', but I'm feelin' a little turned inside out myself today.
Cut the shit.
Why?
Why not? Wanna go down to Spago, get somethin' to eat?
Where is it?
It's Versace.
Ohhhhh, yeah.
Yeah.
Hi, my name is Heather.
Hey Nomi. I love your nails. We'd like you to have a private dance with both of us.
We don't do that. One at a time. No women.
A hundred dollars.
Sorry. That's the rules.
Two hundred. You just do Zack and I'll watch.
I get a headache from champagne.
This isn't champagne. This... is HOLY WATER. I named myself after this holy water. Chrissie Lou Connors used to have dingy brown hair and little bitty tits. It's amazing what paint and a surgeon can do.
Thank you.
I like nice tits. I always have, how about you?
I like having nice tits.
How do you like having 'em?
What do you mean?
You know what I mean.
I like having them in a nice dress, or a tight top.
Mmmm. You like to show em off.
I didn't like showing them off at the Cheetah.
Why not? I liked lookin' at 'em there. We ALL liked lookin' at 'em there!
It made me feel like a hooker.
You are a whore, darlin'!
No, I'm not!
We all are. We take the cash, we cash the check, we show them what they want to see!
Maybe you are a whore Cristal, but I'm not.
You and me? We're exactly alike.
I'll never be like you.
I got my period.
Yeah right.
Check.
[James puts his hand down Nomi's pants, realizes she does]
Where are the police?
They're not here.
Why the **** aren't they here?
Because they're not coming!
You were busted for disturbing the peace at the Crave Club. The police took your fingerprints.
I don't have to listen to this.
Yes you do! Polly-Ann Costello. Your father killed your mother and then killed himself. You ran away from a foster in Oakland, December 1990. Arrests: Denver, soliciting.
Stop it!
San Jose, soliciting. Cheyenne, soliciting. Should I read you the rest of them? How about possession of crack cocaine? Assault with a deadly weapon. Tell me something. Why did you stop hooking? You had your future pretty well-mapped out of yourself.
I did what I have do.
Just like you did with Cristal.
I'm not a whore.
No, you're not. You're gonna be a big star. You're face is gonna be all up on billboards. You're gonna make a lot of money for the Stardust.
You're not gonna let him get away with this.
Andrew Carver is at the Paradiso this year. He might be at the Riviera next year, or the Stardust the year after that. He's part of the team, so are you.
What about Molly?
You like her, I'll make sure he gives her enough money. She can have a dress shop. Tell me something. What did you charge? Hooking.
Fifty. Hundred sometimes.
You got low self-esteem baby, you're a fantastic ****.
I was paying you a compliment!
Can you spell MGM backwards? I bet you can't.
M-G-M.
I'm impressed!
Cristal Connors is a star, Sam. You can't just replace her.
What if we could just bring somebody in while she's recuperating?
She could be out for a year, Phil.
Like who?
Janet Jackson? Paula Abdul?
Paula Abdul? In my show?
I'm not going to pay those kind of salaries!
Well, in that case, Mr. Karlman, we do what we do in Vegas.
What?
We gamble.
I'm Tony Moss. I produce this show. Some of you have probably heard that I'm a prick. I am a prick. I got one interest here, and that's the show. I don't care whether you live or die. I want to see you dance and I want to see you smile. I can't use you if you can't smile, I can't use you if you can't show, I can't use you if you can't sell.
One day she looks like Pollyanna, the next day she looks like... I don't know... Lolita, maybe.
Thanks. I bought it at "Ver-sayce".
Oh, yeah, Ver-sayce. I love Ver-sayce.
Me, too!
Are you afraid? Don't be.
I'm not. I liked it when you came. I liked your eyes.
Where you going?
Vegas! Come on! This is your lucky day!
Me.
Oh, ****! It's you!
I want my **** suitcase... ASSHOLE!
She's the yellow rose of Texas / She charges fifty bucks / She's the richest girl in Texas / And all she does is ****!
The Farmer in the Dell / The Farmer in the Dell / I had a cherry, once / And now it's shot to hell!
