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.