Girls for Rent

Get in the car.

Hello, Erica.

Any trouble?

Meet Ms. Sandra Tate.

This is the mayor, Joseph Moreno.

Always my pleasure to meet...

a fascinating, attractive young lady.

Won't you sit down?

Would you like a little wine?

Oh no, I know what your drink is.

Angie, bourbon on the rocks for Ms. Tate.

And the usual for Erica.

Isn't this wonderful, good grape, nice warm sun?

Ladies all nice and tan and happy?

By the way, how was Mexico?

You know, I've been planning on going down there someday.

I'd like to see one of those bull fights.

Mexico is a pain in the ass.

I can't wait to get my hands on the bastard

that set me up for that bust.

Well, can we get on with it?

Why did you spring me, and what's the price?

Well, we all know how tough you are.

Big question is, how smart are you?

Don't you know?

You know what I drink.

That's right.

I know a few other things about you.

The call girl operation '68.

The fencing operation in '70.

And the disappearance of Arnie Bono, Seattle, last year.

You know, I thought that was all cool, didn't you?

There's not a cop around that can connect me with Bono.

Maybe.

See what I've put together here

is a very comprehensive organization.

We deliver hostesses, personal escorts,

private secretaries, and campaign people.

Whatever a man needs, a man gets.

A kind of a girl for rent.

Where do I fit in?

Well what I need is a top level vice president,

one who can take charge of operation and personnel.

All the women you see here...

are what you might call upper management.

They're all tops in their field.

I invited all of them here to meet you personally.

You see that young lady?

Her name is Lorraine Wilson.

She used to be vice president

of the American Banknote Company,

until they found her making notes for herself.

She now handles my finance, payroll, and pay offs.

Funny money?

Oh we do get some cause for that.

Jenny Masters.

She runs our call girl operation.

That's Donna.

She's our best call girl, 'til she had man trouble

and wound up here in this business.

Who's the bookworm?

Bookworm?

That's Tracey Goodwin.

Remember that quarter mil jewelry job in Bel Air last year?

She's the brain, the mastermind.

And not only that, she fences the stuff too.

Everybody has a territory.

You get the idea?

And Erica here?

She works for me.

She's my enforcer.

Oh, don't take it personally.

But then don't take it too lightly either.

She's my insurance.

No sweat.

When do I start?

Halloran, Vincent Xavier Halloran.

You know him?

He works for the State Crime Commission,

and he's on our payroll.

You might say he's another righteous lawyer

humping for the mayor's job.

He's a real cutie.

He wants me to throw him some small fry

so he can build a reputation.

He says if I don't he'll blow the whistle.

You want me to hit him?

Well I tell you, when a man gets to be my age

he likes to keep things simple.

Study that file and let me know when you decide to do it.

Remember, this has got to be foolproof.

Mr. Armada'?

Yes.

I'm Ms. Jenkins, the masseuse you called.

Is it okay if I put my case up here?

If you want to take your robe off

and lie down on the bed, we can get started.

That's fine.

Now exactly where is this pain that's been bothering you?

- Back of my neck. - Okay.

Oh, you seem to like your work.

Oh, it's a living, you know.

You make lots of bucks, huh?

Oh, you have to be kidding.

Oh, once in a while I have a good week.

Otherwise I fight poverty.

How'd you like to make some big bread steady?

Oh yeah, sure.

And who would I have to kill, huh?

Same thing you're doing, just a little more friendly.

Just how friendly?

Do I have to spell it out for you?

Well, I don't think I could handle it.

Suit yourself.

I've got some friends starting a new operation.

You can make between 300 and 400 a week, easy.

$300 to $400 a week?

For that kind of money I could used to anything.

Oh, what would I have to do first?

I'd like to inspect the merchandise.

Okay.

That's not what I had in mind.

Oh, all right.

Is that better?

Much better, come here.

You're just what we've been looking for.

We're going to make you one of us.

Just stay with the boys.

You'll take care of everything?

Everything, baby.

No more problems for ya.

You know this guy's got a heart condition?

No, I didn't know.

What's his relationship with Donna Taylor?

Not much more than you already have there.

I do know that he's married and it's on the side.

But pretty regular, you know?

Do he know she works for Moreno?

Oh come on now, baby.

Say, are you on to something?

I would say something foolproof.

Hello.

Hi, Joe.

Hello?

Halloran's in town.

- I'm ready. - Good.

I'm going to use Donna Taylor.

Donna?

You know, I don't think she's right

for an operation like this.

Oh, come on, Joe, trust me.

Believe me, this is the only way it can work.

And she'll never even know what's really going on.

All right, but if anything goes wrong.

I'm holding you personally responsible.

I understand.

Is everything okay?

Oh yeah.

Angie.

Something about this bothers me.

I want you to bug Donna's room.

Look, I really don't think I can do it.

Sure you can.

It'll be easy, and he'll never even know what happened.

Now you're just going to take pictures?

That's all.

Look, you said he was a sex weirdo,

that he liked to take you on romantic trips

and even play funny games.

I know, but this really makes me feel funny.

I mean he always treats me right.

He never gets violent or anything.

Donna, look, honey.

All you have to do is give him the pill.

Just drop it in his drink.

Then when he's groggy, we come in and take a picture.

It's simple.

Well, is there anything extra in it for me?

I thought you'd never ask.

2,000 cash?

I think I'm going to like working for you, Sandra.

I thought you'd feel that way.

Now we'll wait in the car.

And as soon as he's ready, turn on the lights.

Come on, let's go.

Candy for you, darling.

Just like in the courting days.

But, honey, this is your courting day,

and I'm your best girl.

Ah, why isn't home like this?

Right now this is your home, okay?

Then why isn't someone nagging me?

What's keeping ya, sweetheart?

Just fixing us a night cap, Vinnie.

Here we go.

I really don't need this.

Oh, go on, it'll make you feel better.

- Sweetheart. - Mm-hm.

Now we've got plenty of time, come on.

There you go.