Showgirls- Part 7 Mike: So what's with the Xena? Tom: Oh. Well, she's just my one guiding light though the depths of dehumanization that Eszterhas puts women through. Crow: Geez, Mike, you must be really strong to not need a guiding light to get yourself through this one. Mike: Well, I do. For my one guiding light, I chose Akane Tendo. Mike: Not only strong, but anti-pervert too! Crow: Good choice, Mike. Well, let's just hold on for the last stretch, eh guys? Mike: You said it. Mike: We'll be right back. > [Gay calls Nomi.] > > GAY: Nomi, your mother's waiting for you. > > NOMI: My mother? CROW: [Nomi] ... is so stank? MIKE: ... wears Army boots? > GAY: Well for your sake, I hope she's nice. TOM: Well, if she's anything like Nomi, she's *not*. > [Scene: Stardust dance stage, Momma is doing a monologue.] MIKE: Talking to no one, apparently. > NOMI: Margare!!! CROW: Momma's Margare? When were you going to let us in on that, movie?! > > MOMMA: I didn't get shit on, but now I'm getting spit on. > TOM: What? MIKE: [Sylvester] SSsuffering Succotash!! > [Al comes onscreen.] > AL: Hi. > NOMI: Hi Al. > > AL: You look like shit. CROW: [Al] You're all knobby and covered with grass. MIKE & TOM: Eyuck... > MOMMA: She looks better then a ten inch dick and you know it. TOM: So she doesn't exist? Haha!! The movie's over!! [gets up to leave] MIKE: No, Tom. TOM: AAAAGHH!! > AL: So, you like it here? > > MOMMA: What do you think, she's gonna miss you? > > AL: Yea, why not. We miss her. > > MOMMA: She misses us like that lump on my twat I had taken off last > week. [activates her contraption again] MIKE: [vomits] CROW: Mike... how much longer is this crap?! MIKE: I don't know, Crow... I don't know. > AL: Jesus. TOM: What gives? Does everyone just have unrestricted access to everywhere in Las Vegas? MIKE: [Jesus] OK!! That's it! Father, can you do the honors? *ZAP* CROW: [Al] Owwwie... > MOMMA: > > AL: I saw the show. You were good. > > NOMI: Thank you. > > AL: Real good. You take care kid. Must be weird not > having anyone cum on ya. MIKE: You'd know all about that, wouldn't you, Al? > [Zack comes onscreen.] CROW: How ironic! MIKE: [laughs] > ZACK: Nomi, you want a ride? CROW: DOES she. > NOMI: Got one. > > ZACK: Okay. Good night! > > NOMI: Wait. > > [Scene: In Zack's car.] TOM: I thought she had a ride? CROW: Never mind. > ZACK: You ever been in one of these? > > NOMI: No. TOM: Didn't she JUST get done saying she didn't need a ride? MIKE: [Nomi] I used to go around by carriage. > ZACK: I've always wanted one. CROW: What, a car? > [Zack speeds up.] TOM: And smashes into a concrete wall, splattering their bodies all over the road. CROW: Tom, you need a nap. > NOMI: ALL: ARGHH! CROW: That's it. I'm deaf. > ZACK: It's some car, isn't it? > > NOMI: It doesn't suck! MIKE: It *blows*!! CROW: Good one! TOM: That seems to be this movie's key line. > ZACK: All right, where we headed? You haven't given me > directions. > > NOMI: To your place. TOM: [Zack] Uh oh... I don't know the way there... > [Scene: Zack's very palatial house] > > NOMI: Do you like Cristal? MIKE: No! I hate that bitch! > [Zack opens a bottle of bubbly] > > ZACK: I like a lot of different champagnes. But I always stick with > champagne. CROW: Ah, I see... because... huh? TOM: Does Zack even know what Nomi's talking about? > NOMI: What's Andy Carver like? CROW: Ever hear of Dark Sonic? > ZACK: You nervous? Don't be. MIKE: Wait a minute... are we missing lines or something? TOM: The Cuisinart... preferred editing machine of "Showgirls." > NOMI: I'm not. I liked it when you came. I liked your > eyes. CROW: [Nomi] They'll enhance *my* beauty now. [makes knife sound.] > [Nomi goes onto the lawn near the pool, and strips down to her birthday > suit. She then gets into the pool. Very cheesy music begins. TOM: [imitates bad 70's porno music] > Zack > follows suit, and they both consummate their passions, in a rather > awkward manner. Nomi also does a lapdance-style movement atop Zack, just > like earlier in the movie.] TOM: Cheesy. The music and the scene. MIKE: Man, she's gonna put her back out like that! CROW: [Nomi] Doans! Doans, please!! > [Scene: Zack's bedroom. Nomi gets up and begins to dress.] > > ZACK: Hey, stay with me. Huh? I'll drive you back in the morning. > > NOMI: It is morning. TOM: Look familiar, Mike... oh, never mind. MIKE: No. > ZACK: Please? > > NOMI: I got a taxi coming. > > ZACK: Send it back. Cristal needs a new understudy. There's an > audition at noon. You wanna try? CROW: [Nomi] Hell no! That's dangerous! > NOMI: Would you have told me about it if I hadn't come here? > > ZACK: It wasn't my idea to come here. It was yours. TOM: Waah waah WAAAHH! > I wanna see > you again. MIKE: [Zack] Inside a refrigerator, sinking to the bottom of Lake Mead! > [We see a bit of cocaine powder and a file on the nightstand.] TOM: These showgirls do crack? Say it ain't so! > NOMI: We'll see how it goes. > > [Nomi snorts some cocaine.] TOM: If I had any respect left for this character, it would be gone now. CROW: The part of Nomi Malone will now be played by Keith Richards. > ZACK: What? The audition? CROW: [Nomi] No, the coke, we'll see how it goes down! > [Scene: Trailer, Nomi exits a cab] MIKE: It's the West Virginia part of Vegas. > NOMI: Thanks. > > CABBIE: Thank you. MIKE: Another career ruined by a cameo appearance in this movie. TOM: [cabbie] My career! Ruined by this crapfest! > [Nomi goes inside the trailer.] > > NOMI: Hello! > > MOLLY: Ohhh I hate you. Who was he? > > NOMI: Zack. > > MOLLY: Oh my god. CROW: [Molly] You're a slut! > Did you tie him up? > > NOMI: Oh shit. > > MOLLY: What? > > NOMI: I forgot to untie him. ALL: Huh? MIKE: Excuse me while I try to sort out what just happened there... > MOLLY: Are you high? CROW [Nomi]: As pumpkin pie. Tee-hee. > NOMI: Maybe a little. Oh I can't go to sleep now, I've got an audition > at noon. Where are the sugar snaps? > > MOLLY: In the cupboard. Nomi, don't get sucked into it. MIKE: What, the Sugar Snaps? CROW: [Nomi] Too late... I hear King Heroin beckoning... > [Nomi finds a bag of chips, apparently the same ones from the beginning > of the story.] CROW: EGAD! Those must be stale by now. > NOMI: Uh-oh... look what I found! > > MOLLY: Okay, whatever Noms. MIKE: [clamps hand over bots' mouths] We don't want a repeat of that. > [Nomi eats some of the chips.] CROW: [Nomi] Wow, it's been four months, and they're still crunchy! > [Scene: Stardust dance stage. Dancers are doing a basic dance.] > > TONY: Julie. > > ZACK: She's not hot enough, Ton. TOM: [Tony] Well, let's smear her makeup then. > TONY: She's got it down. > > ZACK: You can teach them to get it down. She doesn't have Cristal's > heat. CROW: Roasty toasty. TOM: I'd like to toast this movie. > GAY: Yeah well, none of em have Cristal's heat. CROW: In the biblical sense? > CRISTAL: I do love you Gay. MIKE: We know. TOM: GEEZ! We know she's bi already! STOP CLUBBING US OVER THE HEAD WITH THAT, ESZTERHAS! MIKE: Calm down! > ZACK: Nomi's got heat. > > CRISTAL: [petulantly] Does she now? TOM: Uh oh... possible bringdown here... > MARTY: Yes she does. [submissive] Oh in a totally different way, of > course. CROW: [Marty] Back in the doghouse... > TONY: Come on! She's gonna take the lead? This is the hotel show! This > isn't the Cheetah. MIKE: Meow. > CRISTAL: No one's gonna take my lead anyway darlin. I haven't missed a > show in eight years. MIKE: Give her the red shirt... > TONY: But you're not getting any younger, darlin. > > CRISTAL: [snidely] Eat me. TOM: [Tony] Who do you think I am? Jeffery Dahmer? CROW: Call Phil in... he might "eat" her, heh, heh. > MARTY: Do you want to do it again with just Nomi? > > TONY: No. > > ZACK: Yeah, I do. Set it up Marty. > > TONY: This is bullshit. It's about your dick. MIKE: No, it's about Nomi. Pay attention. TOM: They said the same thing about Pee-Wee Herman. > MARTY: Nicky, Julie, thank you. > > ZACK: What do we know about her? CROW: [Zack] We know she eats mittens, tortures small animals... > [Phil comes over to Zack.] > > PHIL: Nothing. I'm not even sure if she gave us the right social > security number. MIKE: [Phil] I mean, it reads, 123-45-6789. > ZACK: Find out, would ya? > > PHIL: Find out what? > > ZACK: Everything. CROW: Isn't "Everything" a bit of a tall order? > PHIL: Fine. TOM: [Zack] Find out if her mother wears Army boots. > [Loud music starts up as Nomi dances.] > > CRISTAL: You fucked her, didn't you? MIKE: [Zack] Yes, and I fragged her, too. > ZACK: That piss you off cause you're jealous, Cris? Or because I beat > you to the punch. TOM: Zing! MIKE: He shoots, he scores! CROW: Okay, we need a dozen psychiatrists to work THIS sucker out. > [Cristal leaves, Nomi continues to dance.] TOM: Mrs. Flatley's... sister's... friend. > [Scene: Dressing room of Stardust] > > [Cristal enters Nomi's area.] MIKE: [Cristal] Hmmm... tastes like chicken! TOM: [laughs] Not that area, Mike! > CRISTAL: You fuck him for the spot or did ya fuck him cause you wanted > to? I say you did it for the spot. MIKE: I say you need to go back to Speech class. > NOMI: Is that what you did Cristal? > > CRISTAL: You don't want to piss me off, darlin now that we're friends. CROW [singing]: Why can't we be friends! Why can't we be friends! MIKE [Rodney King]: Can't we all just...get along? TOM: On a serious note, Mike, I do ask that sometimes. > NOMI: No. We shouldn't get pissed off. It makes you look older. MIKE: Nomi's scoring off of everyone, isn't she? TOM: Look at what it did to Delta Burke! > [Nomi pinches Cristal's cheek condescendingly, Cristal shoves her. Zack > enters, as Nomi walks away.] ALL: [cat noises] CROW: Catfight! > ZACK: Nomi. > > NOMI: Yeah? > > ZACK: You got it. > > NOMI: I do? TOM: [Zack] Yeah, my crabs. > ZACK: Yeah! Listen, Marty and Gay are gonna work with you. I'll > talk to Phil, we'll have some glossies taken. You did good. [kisses > Nomi.] I'll call you for dinner. Glass or lobster. Hey, have you ever > hear Caesar sing? You'll love him. > > NOMI: What? MIKE: Glass for dinner? TOM: Do you have the feeling the writer was undergoing GammaKnife treatment? CROW: As we slowly draw towards the conclusion, the movie goes from "boring" to "incoherent," verging on "insipid." MIKE: [Nomi] "Hear Caesar sing"? Is that Phil's stupid euphemism for sex again? > GAY: Congratulations. I see you have many talents. CROW: [Gay] You should use them in the show. > JULIE: I thought she did good. > > [Nomi sees a flier for James' new dance, at the Crave club.] > > [Scene: Cristal's changing room] > > NOMI: I didn't even know about the audition until afterwards. TOM: [Nomi] After I boinked your boyfriend! MUHAHAHAHAHAHA!! > [Cristal is bitter.] MIKE: Mike is constipated. CROW: Crow is on the brink of suicide. TOM: Tom wants out of theater. > CRISTAL: Do you like my nails? Not as nice as yours. > > NOMI: Maybe I'll help you with yours sometime. [The two share a > seductive touch] If you want. TOM: These two bring new meaning to the term "love-hate Relationship." > CRISTAL: Isn't that nice of your darlin? > > NOMI: What are friends for? [ALL imitate sparking noises.] > CRISTAL: On second thought, I'm not sure I want you to do mine. I'm > getting a little too old for that whorey look. [pokes Nomi's palm with > her finger.] I'll think about it. > > NOMI: Okay. > > CRISTAL: [snidely] Close the door on your way out. [Nomi leaves.] MIKE: [Cristal] Guess I showed her who's the alpha bitch around here... > [Scene: top of a building. Nomi is sitting on the hood of a car, wolfing > down a burger.] TOM: [Taz] Bpppttt...wahho... eeeiaou...sptthhtlp... > [Scene: The Crave Club. James is performing his new dance with three > partners. The dance is horribly done, the dancers are out of sync, they > are really taking the pipe. CROW: Crack pipe? TOM: I'd like to take that pipe and beat the entire cast with it. > People are booing at Smith and the three > girls, shouting for them to get off the stage. James does so, and Nomi > comes over to him.] MIKE: Well, if the main characters don't have any taste, the extras do. > NOMI: Hey! TOM: [Nomi] You really *do* suck! > > JAMES: Hey! > > NOMI: I loved it! It was good. > > JAMES: What are you doing here? CROW: [Nomi] Reveling in your failure. > [Nomi sees Hope/Penny] > > HOPE: Heather! > > NOMI: Hope! CROW: John! TOM: Marsha! MIKE: Steve! > HOPE: Were we good? > > NOMI: You were great. TOM: [Nomi] Then you started dancing. > JAMES: She dances like a truck! > > HOPE: [playfully] I do not! CROW: [Hope/Penny] I dance like a van! > Do you want something to drink? > > JAMES: [playfully] Yeah, get me a beer, bitch. TOM: Guess this is another place that hasn't heard of independent females. MIKE: Antonio Fargas guest starring as James Smith... > HOPE: Look what I got. MIKE: It's a hickey from Bobby Kennedy! > NOMI: It's beautiful. > > JAMES: I stole it from my grandmother. CROW: [James] Let me tell you, those caskets are a pain to open! > HOPE: [playfully] You did not! You got it from a pawnshop. > > JAMES: We're gettin married. > > NOMI: You love her? > > JAMES: I don't know. She's having a baby. TOM: I think Joe Eszterhas has a pet peeve about answering questions. MIKE: Yeah, you ask, "What's the temperature outside?", and Joe's characters will say, "Man, I can't believe the Cowboys lost!" > NOMI: What about this? > > JAMES: We ain't any good. You heard them. Get outta here. Get off the > stage! CROW: If only Joe could listen... > NOMI: What are you gonna do? MIKE [James]: I'm goin' to Disneyland! Away from this movie! > JAMES: Work in a grocery store. Her mother owns it. We'll get a > discount on baby food! TOM: [laughs] Misfortune is fun! > [Nomi kisses James sweetly.] MIKE: Sheesh, Nomi will go after anything that moves. ALL: Awwww!! > NOMI: See ya. [Nomi leaves.] > > JAMES: Shit happens, ya know. Life sucks, I'm a student of T-shirts! CROW: And you've got a degree in bullshit! MIKE: Ah, It's nice to know the T-shirt philosophy still works. TOM: Recycling... the Joe Eszterhas way... > [Scene: Stardust dressing room] > > NOMI: Hey Nicky. CROW: [singing] Hey, hey, Donna... TOM: Cut it, Buddy. > [Nomi goes over to her table, and sees a rejection letter. She has been > rejected for the position of Cristal's understudy. Nomi is quite cheesed > off.] MIKE: [Nomi] How dare they defy me!! AAARRRGGHH!! > [Scene: Zack's office] > > [Nomi barges in, despite the protests from secretaries. She makes her > way to Zack's desk.] TOM: [Zack] Run before she goes postal, Zack! > ZACK: What's going on? > > NOMI: What the fuck do you mean what's going on? CROW: [Zack] It's an expression used to ask the question of what current events are occurring at this moment... but that's not important right now. > ZACK: Cool it, all right, cool it. > > NOMI: Cool it? You told me I got it and you sent me this? TOM [Nomi]: You smeghead! > [Nomi angrily slams the letter down on the desk.] MIKE: Looks like Nomi is losing a few chromosomes here. CROW: Nomi want job. > ZACK: I didn't have a choice! She threaten to walk. She got her lawyers > in this! > > NOMI: So what? TOM: [Zack] They're *lawyers*! Don't you *get* it? > ZACK: So she's a big star! You're not worth it. Sorry Nomi, I tried. > [Nomi storms out.] Fuck! CROW: No more of that. TOM: COME ON! You just told a woman you 'loved' that she's not worth it?! It's about time Samantha Jones comes in here and smacks your piddly ass around!! > [Scene: Stardust Dressing room. Cristal is apparently sitting in Nomi's > area, surrounded by a bunch of people.] > > CRISTAL: So there I was dancing buck naked for five minutes, and my poor > partner... [notices Nomi looking on.] Hey, I thought about it darlin, > you think you could do my nails now? [Nomi stares menacingly, yet hurt.] > Oh... okay. Maybe some other time. MIKE: [redneck voice, singing] Swing yer partner round n' round, get nekkid and prominade! CROW: Uh oh. TOM: [Gay] Cristal... could you add this red shirt to your costume? Thanks. > [Scene: Stardust dance stage. This is a different dance. This time, al > the girls start out topless. They are all wearing tinfoil-type outfits. > The theme is metallic bondage. MIKE: [MC] Tonight... Slayer! > More gyrating and exhibition. CROW: ... and auto-eroticism... > The > audience cheers and claps. Nomi is dancing with Cristal, in a > quasi-lesbian sex maneuver.] TOM: Oh, wow, a Genitorturers show!! > CRISTAL: Come on, slave girl. [drags Nomi by her "collar".] CROW: Okay, we hit insipid. TOM: Kunta!! > [Scene: Backstage] > > [As everyone walks down the stairs, Cristal inexplicably slows down so > that there is a large space between her and the girl ahead of her. Nomi, > who is walking behind Cristal, gives Cristal a very visible two-handed > shove, which sends Cristal careening down the stairs. TOM: And here we have "Nude descending a staircase"... MIKE: Hey! She stole that move from Lyle Odelein! CROW: Nomi should play for the Philadelphia Flyers. > She lands *hard* > on her side at the bottom of the stairs. Cristal does not move.] ALL [singing]: Ding-dong, the witch is dead! TOM: [Cristal] Ow! I landed on my keys! > GAY: Come on girls, lets move! [sees Cristal] Shit! Cristal, can you > hear me? Somebody get Marty here. > > MARTY: What the hell happened? TOM: She's dead, Jim. MIKE: [falsetto] Oh, Nomi just whacked the lead of the show. > GUY: I don't know. TOM: I Think it's safe to say they never have played 'Clue'. COME ON, IT'S OBVIOUS! > MARTY: Somebody get an ambulance, now! > > GAY: Who was behind her? CROW: Apparently someone with big aspirations. > [Nomi comes onscreen.] > > NOMI: I was. > > GAY: What happened? > > NOMI: I don't know. She just went down. MIKE: [Nomi] Sure, I had my hands on her back... I didn't know *that* would happen! > JULIE: She slipped. I saw it. Nomi wasn't even close to her. > > [Scene: Outside of the Stardust. Cristal is crying and saying "Ow ow!" > all the while she's being wheeled to the ambulance] TOM: [Nancy Kerrigan] WHYYYYYYYY? MIKE: [laughs] > JULIE: [suspiciously] Tough break huh? CROW: DUH DUH DUUUUHHH... > [Julie leaves, Molly passes by > Nomi and does not greet her.] > > NOMI: What's the matter? > > MOLLY: Nothing. TOM: [Molly] My best friend is an unscrupulous wench, that's all. > [Molly leaves, and as Cristal's ambulance pulls away, Nomi manages a snide, > menacing grimace.] TOM: Quite an achievement for actresses of this caliber. MIKE: [Nomi] BWAH, HAHAHAHAHAHAHA... [cough, cough] CROW: [Nomi] I... AM... EVIL INCARNATE!! > [Scene: Cristal's dressing room. Zack is on a telephone.] > > ZACK: Uh-huh. All right. Thanks. Keep me informed. [gets off the phone] > Well... she's got a concussion. That'll be all right. She's got a > compound fracture of her right hip. TOM: WHAT? HOLD IT! MIKE: Tom... TOM: THERE'S NO WAY!! IF SHE HAD A COMPOUND FRACTURE, THERE SHOULD BE BLOOD ALL OVER THE PLACE! DIE! DIE! DIE! [MIKE whacks TOM.] Settle down! TOM: OK... whew, I needed that! > [Everyone groans and curses] CROW: [random person] Is there any way we can get out of this movie before another one of us gets rubbed out? > TONY: You know how long those take to heal? We got to shut the show > down. > > MR. CARLMAN: Not a chance. The show goes on. The Stardust is never dark. > Is never been. Never will be, not while I'm alive. Who is her > understudy? TOM: Strippers have understudies? > ZACK: Well we had a girl... CROW [Zack]: But she sucks. MIKE: [Zack] Plus we fed her into the chipper. > > TONY: > > MR. CARLMAN: What's funny? TOM: [Tony] It's really funny that Cristal had a compound fracture without bleeding. That's amazing. > TONY: Cristal Connors is the star, Sam. You can't just replace her. > > PHIL: What if we could just bring somebody in while she's recuperating? > > TONY: She could be out for a year. > > ZACK: Like who? MIKE: Junior Samples. > PHIL: Janet Jackson... Paula Abdul... > > TONY: Paula Abdul... CROW: [Tony] ... has too much talent for this movie. MIKE: They've got reputations to worry about. > MR. CARLMAN: We're not gonna pay those kind of salaries. MIKE: Hey, a voice of reason! How I've missed you after these 90 minutes! > ZACK: Well, in that case Mr. Carlman, we do what we do in Vegas. > > MR. CARLMAN: What? > > ZACK: We gamble. TOM: [Zack] How about a game of Russian Roulette? Fetch the gun! > [Scene: Stardust dance stage, production of Goddess] > > ANNOUNCER: Ladies and gentlemen, the Stardust proudly presents... Miss > Nomi Malone!!! CROW: So, this is the climax? MIKE: Sorry, Crow. I'm confused. TOM: Yes, girls... the way to succeed is to push your rival down the stairs. > [This time, Nomi is leading the show. She emerges from the volcano, and > the topless dancing resumes.] CROW: [yawn] > [Loud music, clapping and cheering. Zack and Molly look on. Zack is > ecstatic, Molly is somewhat nonplussed and sullen.] TOM: Well, Molly... you should have known that Nomi is evil. > [Scene: Press conference] > > MR. CARLMAN: We could have brought anyone into this show: Janet Jackson, > Paula Abdul... Nomi Malone is what Las Vegas is all about. CROW: She stabs anyone who's above her in the back... TOM: She has an eating disorder... MIKE: She's a vile, obscene temptress of debauchery... TOM: Not to mention inexpensive. > She's > dazzling, she's exciting, and very, very sexy. Thank you Zack. TOM: Carlman apparently has a tape recorder built into his body. MIKE: [TV announcer] Buy the new Talking Carlman doll! Pull his string and hear him say over... 1 different saying! Order now! > REPORTER #1: Miss Malone, how did you feel about the show tonight? > > NOMI: I just hope I can be as good as the show. > > MR. CARLMAN: You are, my dear. You *are* the show! CROW: What? Interview with the Skank? > [Scene: *Nomi's* dressing room] > > ZACK: Hey, you ready to party? > > NOMI: Where? MIKE: [Zack] My lap, heh, heh... > ZACK: The Paradisa. I rented out the bungalows. > > NOMI: For what? > > ZACK: For you. > > NOMI: Yay!!! TOM: "Yay"?! Was Nomi's brain replaced with that of a koala bear's?! CROW: [Nomi] I'm gonna score! > ZACK: All right, hurry up. I got a limo waiting for us. > > NOMI: I don't have anything to wear. CROW: [Zack] That's OK, we're going right to my room anyway. > ZACK: Yes you do. Andrew Carver is coming. Saw the show, you > were great! MIKE: [Zack] Some people really know how to dance. Then there's you. TOM: [Nomi] Thanks, I think. > [Zack leaves, Nomi comes over to Molly.] > > NOMI: Did you hear that? Andrew Carver is gonna be there! MIKE: You know, as long as it's not Andrew Lloyd Webber, I'm okay with that. > [Molly is downcast as Nomi enters.] > > MOLLY: Yeah, I heard. > > NOMI: Hey... what's wrong with you? CROW [Molly]: I accepted this role! Damn, I'm an idiot! > MOLLY: You pushed her, didn't you? > > NOMI: No. How could you talk that shit to me? Julie saw it! MIKE: [Nomi] And because Julie saw it, that means it's right! Just because she's creepy and is always lurking around after an accident doesn't make her bad! > MOLLY: She couldn't have seen it. I saw Julie and her back was to you. > > NOMI: She saw it. [MIKE picks up TOM and exits, pointing TOM towards the screen] TOM: [Nomi] Don't you believe me? Go to Part 8.