Touched by an Angel

I think this is the ugliest thing I've ever seen.

Well, I suppose he is

if that's all you're lookin' at.

He? Yeah, that's Jerome.

He's got a name, and a heart and warts.

I guess the warts are all you can see.

No, I just assumed that...

Baby, you keep looking at things

with your eyes instead of your heart.

You're going to assume yourself

all the way back to the choir, angel girl.

MAN ( over P.A. ): Keep those tips coming, gentlemen.

Yeah, that's right there.

The beautiful Glitter is dancing for you on our stage.

"Glitter" is her stage name.

Her real name is Ginger.

Ah. That's better.

I guess that Glitter

can be just as ugly as warts sometimes.

Your assignment is to look beyond all that glitter.

I don't think there's much glitter to look beyond.

Baby, be careful.

Don't start making judgments from what you see here.

Remember Jerome?

The secret is what's inside,

and Ginger's got deep pain and confusion inside.

She's doing all the wrong things

for all the right reasons,

and she's hurting somebody else

even more than she's hurting herself,

and that's what you've got to help her strip away.

I don't like the sound of this.

All night long!

This isn't one of those

"walk a mile in her shoes" things, is it?

Try stilettos.

A stripper?

Well, not necessarily.

You're supposed to start off easy

and work your way up.

Up?

Well, we're gonna find out where that is.

Come on, gentlemen. Show your appreciation.

Not bad.

Couldn't I wear a little more?

In this business, less is more,

and when we move you up to strip,

you'll be wearing even less...

more or less.

: Joke.

When will that be?

Whenever you're ready, baby,

or when I can somebody, whichever comes first.

But I need a sitter.

Look, you can't leave now. I really need you.

Okay, okay.

Look, how about if I give you an extra 20?

All right, 25?

Look, I know the motel room is cramped.

I'm getting a bigger place this afternoon.

Yeah, I'll see you.

I've heard that one before.

You're all heart.

The only interesting thing to do here, I guess,

is to collect cans and papers and stuff,

but if you stay with it, you make some good money.

You can tell a lot about people from their garbage.

Like if they're pigs or...

that's how those archaeologists figure it all out.

They sift through petrified garbage and stuff.

It's like, a hundred years from now,

they'll figure out why we died.

Hey, hey. What's up, big Jeremy? Hey.

How you doin' today? What you got good for me?

I got 20 pounds of newspaper and a couple bags of cans.

Oh, good job, good job. So you going to Nashville?

Yeah, I'm-a go there this afternoon, matter of fact,

drop off these cans and papers and go see my mum,

so I can probably get that little cash for you

in a couple days, all right?

Uh, my dad was looking for you.

Oh. Where's he at? He's showing a trailer to someone.

Golly, I hope they got some kids

or a dog or at least something to play with.

Yeah, I'm sure they do. Do me a favour.

Tell your dad I'll have his rent for him

as soon as I get back from Nashville, all right? Okay.

All right, man.

So that just about does it.

Now there's no,

uh, no guest parkin'

and no loud music after 10:00.

Wow. ( Chuckles )

And that other thing will be our little secret.

All right, thanks.

Secret? What secret?

What were you talkin' to her about?

You couldn't rent to...

Would you get off my back?

Women like that give trailer parks a bad name.

Jeremy, supper!

Do you know what kind of woman she is?

You can tell just by looking at her.

( Man and woman argue indistinctly )

Your asthma bothering you?

No.

What the hell was that?

I don't know.

Go to sleep.

I don't know what's goin' on in there,

but we're sure gonna find out in the morning.

( muffled country music playing )

MAN ( over P.A. ) Come on, now, gentlemen. Yeah.

Look, I'm begging here.

I'm not asking for your philosophy.

I'm asking for your help.

Hey, Monica, Joleen just quit.

You're stripping after Ginger.

Congratulations.

Yo, Monica, get your tassels in gear.

Hey!

Oh, uh, good afternoon, sir.

My name is Jeremy, and I represent the, uh,

the Young Economists of America.

I'm asking you to invest.

Hey, get out of here!

No kids allowed! Beat it!

So you goin' up there, huh?

I can't wait to get a look

at the rest of you.

Oh...

Oh, I'm so sorry.

Actually, the truth be known,

I'm not at all sorry, Marty.

You had it comin' to you.

Okay, that's it. You're fired.

Marty, I'm sorry. What can I say?

This here happens to be one of our investors.

Marty, I promise this will never happen again.

What's wrong with this picture?

The human's inside, and the angel's outside.

I know. I feel terrible.

I've never been fired before.

Well, if it was gonna happen, this was the time for it,

'cause you were moving up.

There's somethin' goin' on with Ginger,

and it's not happening in here...

The Temple of Venus.

Well, you've got to find out where it is happening.

I'm workin' on a plan.

Well, that's good.

Can I borrow your car?

I hate this plan already.

Thanks, Jimmy.

What are you still doing here?

Tell me you're not gonna go back inside

and ask for your job back.

Well, I'd rather not,

but I don't know what else to do.

Yeah, look, I'm sorry it didn't work out.

I'd buy you a drink, but I'm so tired,

I just gotta get home.

Nice car. Thanks for the ride.

See ya.

Really? When?

I mean, did you really mean it about that drink?

Um, well, yeah, sure.

Oh, great. Do you have cappuccino?

Water?

What, now?

Well, I've really got a lot to do. I gotta...

It's just that I was hoping that we could talk.

Um...

well, the truth is,

I actually overhead you trying to hire someone for a job,

and... I could really use one.

Doesn't pay much.

And it...

well, it takes a little getting used to.

I think I can handle it.

What's she got in there?

Maybe she's a voodoo dancer, and she doesn't want us

to see all her shrunken heads.