speak of the devil.
oh girl.
oh, please, your life doesn't suck. his life sucks.
shut up. how can you eat like that?
he's scum! as far as he's concerned you're just a pair of breasts that talk.
i'm telling you he's dirt. he's a douche bag, gutter slime, dog crap, puke chunks.
audrey, you're too damned nice, that's your problem. nice gets you nothin' in this town. you gotta be a killer to get ahead, you know what i'm sayin'? i'm sorry, baby, but you just don't got what it takes.
who is he?
did romeo have a name?
and now you live the glamorous life of caiman's assistant. life's a bitch, ain't it?
four years. girl, i'm surprised he didn't ask you to marry him.
tell me that's not another goddamned parade.
victor, wait!
victor, don't!
damned right, you crazy wop!
audrey's going to stay with us tonight.
come on, girl, we've gotta go!
what the hell are you doing?
your old sweetheart?
i left my forgery kit back at the office.
audrey, i don't think this is a very good idea. caiman finds out and he'll have your job.
what? i just couldn't just let them sleep in the street.
in the bedroom. crying her eyes out because of you.
all that "you gotta be vicious" stuff you filled her head with.
go in there. talk to her.
oh my god!
that's my girl.