Woman 1- Hey Molly.
Molly- My life is over, I just wanna die.
Woman 1- What's the matter?
Molly- I have to sell my blue Prada jacket on Ebay.
Woman 1- Molly, it's just a jacket, you don't have to be such a dra- hey that's my jacket.
(laugh track)
Molly- No it's not!
Woman 1- I loaned it to you, take it down now.
Molly- No, I need the money, I haven't paid rent for three months.
Woman 1- Well I need money too.
Molly- Why?
Woman 1- Because I've been paying your rent for three months
(laugh track)
(ding sound)
Molly-Oopies
Woman 1- You had no right to- whoa, it sold for that much
(laugh track)
Woman 1- Tell them I have a cute pair of monolows(?) to go with it.
Molly- I sold those an hour ago.
(laugh track)
Molly- I mean... we did.
woman 1- Ooo whatcha you got there?
Woman 3- Moxarone
Woman 1- Can i have some?
Woman 3- Hands off, I went on a long boring date with a short boring man for these leftovers.
(laugh track)
Woman 1- But I'm hungry!
Woman 3- So am I, right now I'm wondering what she'd look like in a hot dog bun.
(laugh track, theme music)
(knocking)
Marshal-Hey Scarlet
Scarlet - Marshal, Do you have any work lined up? Please say yes! Please say yes!
Woman 2- A man just got here, don't pounce. What have you got for me?
Marshal - Listen, I know things have been slow, but... I got you guys work.
Scarlet- (gasps) Thank you marshal!
Woman 2 - Let him go before his explodes.
(laugh track)
Marshal - Ready, the three of you are gonna be flown to Atlantic city, by helicopter for an exclusive VIP party, oh yeah!
Scarlet- So what is it, like a product launch?
Marshal - No, all you have to do is appear.
Woman 2 - Appear? Do you mean show up and be eye candy?
Scarlet- I am so there!
(laugh track)
Tommy- what's going on?
Scarlet- We're all been flown to party in Atlantic city!
Tommy- (laughs) I am so there!
Marshal - Ah sorry Tommy, uh they didn't ask for any man candy...
Tommy- Sexist bastards.
(laugh track)
Tommy - They've never seen these work a room!
(laugh track)
Scarlet - I dunno marshal, this whole thing sounds kinda hookery?
Woman 2 - We're models, you should be ashamed to even bring us such a sleazy offer.
Marshal - You're right..I'm sorry, I didn't realise... I'm gonna call that promoter and tell him what to do with his three thousand bucks!
Woman- By piece?! Three thousand a piece?
Marshal - Yeah pretty much, pretty sleazy huh?
Scarlet - Well when you think about it, Its not like we're actually gonna be hookers.
Woman 2 - Of course not, It's actually a really feminist thing to do
Marshal - it is?
Woman - Yes, because I'm a feminist and I'm doing it.
(laugh track)
Girl 1Well when you think about it. Its not like we are going to actually be hookers.
girl 2Of Course not. It's actually a really feminist thing to do.
Marshall: It Is?
Yes because I'm a feminist and I'm doing it.
{Laughter}
Marshall, thanks for getting me in. This place just reeks of money and sex.
It's the life I was meant to lead.[incomprehensible mutter]
Marshal I thought this was a private party, what are we doing at a casino?
About to have the greatest times of our lives.
Oh look at those girls hanging all over those men. What's next a lapdance in the champange room?
Well it's usually in the back somewhere.
Marshall. what exactly are they expecting us to do?
Don't worry I am sure it is all on the up and up.
I've gotta go find some guy named Domino.
Oh, what do we have here? Caviar! I'd love one.
Mmm Molly, you've gotta try one!
Ew gross, get it out of my face!
I just had a high school flashback.
Excuse me, are you Domino?
Who let a kid in here?
What? No, no, no, I'm over 21, I swear! Uh this is my id, it's real!
Ok, what do you want?
I'm Marshall, the agent. We talked on the phone. I brought my clients down from the city.
Nice!
Domino, I'm not trying to point fingers here, but you never told me the private party was in a casino. So we're gonna need some ground rules. The girls are here for ambience and nothing more, you feel me?
Ok, here are my rules. The girls are here to flirt and keep the guys gambling. They get bathroom breaks every 2 hours.
OK, I'm liking the give and take.
There is no give, there is no take. You don't like it, you don't get paid.
Come on, give me something. How about bathroom breaks every hour. Hour and a half?
Whatever.
DONE! I'll confirm in a text.
So, what'd he say?
It seems the parameters of the job description have expanded in a...different direction.
Spit it out!
You've gotta flirt and encourage guys to gamble.
What?
But, you get a bathroom break every hour and a half! His first offer was a joke.
I wonder if I can do this and still preserve an ounce of self-respect...Nope! It's gone.
I don't know, Marshall. My father was a compulsive gambler, kind of ruined our lives.
Scarlett, no pressure, but if you don't do this, Domino's gonna use my head for football practice.
Ok, what's a little more psychological damage? Yay!
Listen, I know how these sleazebags think. No matter how cute they are or how much money they offer you, do not let them talk you back to their rooms.
Don't worry, I'm not gonna let anything happen to my girls.
Marshall, you're starting to sound less like an agent and more like a pimp.
I'm not a pimp. Now go split up and work the room.
