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      JEROME
      I think I know what it needs.

      Morris is pondering his Stacy Adams–

      MORRIS
      Yeah … I know what these
      need.

      (26) INT. SHOESHINE STAND — DOWNTOWN — DAY

      Morris sits in the chair, his Stacy
      Adams worked on by an old, grizzled
      SHOESHINE BOY in his mid-sixties, with
      large jowls and silver close-cropped
      hair. Jerome stands nearby, watches
      intently–

      MORRIS
      (musing)
      The girl has expensive tastes.
      I wonder if she can sing.

      JEROME
      As fine as she is…she
      doesn’t have to know how to
      sing.

      MORRIS
      (grace)
      I know that’s right.
      (to Shoeshine)
      Hey — watch it now.

      The Shoeshine Boy looks up balefully —
      Morris smiles, then grits his teeth–

      MORRIS
      I want you to stay out of the
      set tonight. I want you to
      work the floor.

      JEROME
      What for?

      MORRIS
      I want to know when that sweet

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        thing shows up. You stay by
        the door, you see her, you
        come get me, cool?

        JEROME
        Cool. I come get you — let
        you know the girl’s there.

        MORRIS
        Well, not if I’m with my other
        babes. That wouldn’t be cool.
        I don’t want to break their
        hearts, and you know how I
        feel about that. So we ought
        to have like, a signal.

        JEROME
        A password.

        MORRIS
        Okay. What’s the password?

        JEROME
        You got it.

        MORRIS
        Got what?

        JEROME
        The password.

        MORRIS
        The password is what?

        JEROME
        Exactly.

        MORRIS
        The password is exactly?

        JEROME
        No, it’s–

        MORRIS
        — Hold it now. Slow down.
        The babe walks in and you see
        her.

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          JEROME
          I see her.

          MORRIS
          You come get me.

          JEROME
          I come get you.

          MORRIS
          And I’ll probably have a
          couple little sexies on the
          stand-by, and we don’t want to
          upset them, do we? So you
          just glide by me and
          say…what?

          JEROME
          Okay.

          MORRIS
          The password is okay?

          JEROME
          Far as I’m concerned.

          MORRIS
          Dammit! Say the password.

          JEROME
          What.

          MORRIS
          Say the password, sperm
          breath!

          JEROME
          The password is what.

          MORRIS
          (frustrated)
          That’s what I’m asking you!

          JEROME
          (more frustrated)
          It’s the password!

          MORRIS

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            The password is it?

            JEROME
            (exasperated)
            Ahhhhh! The password is what!

            MORRIS
            It! You just said so!

            JEROME
            The password isn’t it! The
            password is–

            MORRIS
            — What?

            JEROME
            Got it!

            MORRIS
            1 got it?

            JEROME
            Right.

            MORRIS
            It or right?

            JEROME
            (perplexed)
            What??

            The Shoeshine Boy looks up slowly —
            regards them with a soulful look–

            SHOESHINE BOY
            Either of you do heavy drugs?

            (27) EXT. STORE WINDOW AND MALL SHOPS — DOWNTOWN —
            AFTERNOON

            The SIDEWALKS are alive with bustling
            SHOPPERS. Vanity walks aimlessly past
            store windows, staring longingly at the
            expensive items.

            BRIDAL SHOP

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              as she stops suddenly and stares
              transfixed. A YOUNG WOMAN, startlingly
              similar to her in looks and coloring,
              tries on a beautiful bridal gown as a
              SEAMSTRESS adjusts the hem. The entire
              scene is warm and endearing. Vanity is
              struck by lt’s beauty and seems to sigh.
              The Young Woman looks up suddenly,
              catches Vanity’s gaze, and gives her an
              affectionate smile. Vanity smiles back
              avidly, then–

              PRINCE (0. S .)
              Give me that.

              She looks up startled–

              PRINCE
              There … on your boot.

              She looks down — it’s the expensive
              gold chain. She hesitates, then hands
              it to him. He drops it into his pocket,
              walks away–

              VANITY
              Hey, wait!

              She runs after him–

              VANITY
              Give it back to me

              He continues to walk briskly — she
              starts pulling on his coat–

              PRINCE
              You can have it back later.

              VANITY
              I want it back now, okay?

              PRINCE
              Who gave it to you?

              VANITY

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                A person

                PRINCE
                Female or male?

                VANITY
                Huh …

                PRINCE
                You’re lying. I can tell just
                by your reaction that you’re
                lying.

                He moves away briskly — Vanity stands
                her ground, amused–

                PRINCE
                So you gave it to me — it’s
                not yours anymore.

                He stops short — something has caught
                his eye. She’s curious, comes up behind
                him, then–

                VANITY
                You see something you like?

                He puts on his sunglasses. A GUITAR
                stands prominently in the window.

                PRINCE
                Let’s go for a ride.

                He flips her the gold chain’ — turns
                hastily. She weighs it in her hand,
                studies the guitar–

                VANITY
                It’s pretty.

                (28) EXT. HIGHWAY — DUSK

                Prince and Vanity on his MOTORCYCLE
                blazing down the HIGHWAY, twisting
                through TRAFFIC. The CITY is behind
                them, receding into the distance.

                (29) Ext. COUNTRYSIDE — DUSK

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                  They pull off an access road, drop down
                  a small embankment, ride down a narrow,
                  dirt road.

                  LAKESIDE

                  The pull to a stop. A LAKE stretches
                  before them. Vanity gets off the bike,
                  walks around exploring, casting curious
                  glances at Prince. He stands by the
                  water, idly tossing stones–

                  VANITY
                  My psychic told me I was
                  going to be famous.

                  PRINCE
                  How much did that cost you?

                  VANITY
                  Fifty bucks. It was a good
                  investment.

                  He doesn’t respond — she suddenly feels
                  shy–

                  VANITY
                  No seriously — My psychic did
                  tell me. I was in a play
                  once.

                  PRINCE
                  Oh, yeah — what did you play?

                  VANITY
                  Isadora Duncan…

                  She stretches her arms like a butterfly,
                  does a little step–

                  VANITY
                  That means I can sing and
                  dance.
                  (a beat)
                  Want to help me?

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                    PRINCE
                    (swiftly)
                    Nope.

                    VANITY
                    (surprised)
                    Pardon me?

                    PRINCE
                    Nope.

                    She’s Perplexed–

                    PRINCE
                    Want to know why?

                    VANITY
                    (defensively)
                    Nope.

                    PRINCE
                    (a beat)
                    Because you wouldn’t pass the
                    initiation.

                    VANITY
                    What initiation?

                    PRINCE
                    Well, for starters you have to
                    purify yourself in the waters
                    of Lake Minnetonka.

                    VANITY
                    What?

                    PRINCE
                    You have to purify yourself in
                    Lake Minnetonka.

                    Her brow furrows, she looks out across
                    the lake. He’s calmly throwing stones.
                    Recognizing a challenge when she sees
                    one, she formulates a plan, faces him
                    seductively, shoots him an open look.
                    He stops suddenly, locks eyes with her,
                    feels his knees go weak. Her hold on
                    him is unmistakable. She pulls off her

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                      blouse in one fluid motion, tugs off her
                      boots, drops her pants to the ground.
                      She’s exquisite, takes a step toward
                      him. Passion rings in his veins …

                      Suddenly she turns on her heels, moves
                      purposefully toward the water. He’s
                      shocked, realizes that she’s about to
                      go in–

                      PRINCE
                      Hey, wait a minute! Thats–

                      But she silences him savagely–

                      VANITY
                      We made a deal!

                      And before he can react she scampers
                      along a log, DIVES beneath the surface.
                      He can’t believe it — her spirit really
                      impresses him. She breaks the surface
                      coughing and sputtering, hops and jumps
                      to the shore–

                      PRINCE
                      Hold it.

                      VANITY
                      What?

                      PRINCE
                      That ain’t Lake Minnetonka.

                      He tries to keep a straight face, jumps
                      on his motorcycle, STARTS it up. His
                      words take a moment to sink in, then–

                      VANITY
                      (enraged)
                      You bastard. I don’t believe
                      it. How could you do that to
                      me?!

                      She gathers up her clothes, tries
                      desperately to put them on. She slips
                      and falls — Prince can’t help laughing-

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                        VANITY
                        Damn you — I’ll kill you.

                        She starts throwing stones. He laughs,
                        blasts up the path–

                        VANITY
                        (screaming)
                        You prick! Are you sick?! Is
                        this some kind of ritual —
                        getting your kicks! How many
                        girls have you done this to?

                        ACCESS ROAD

                        He blazes up the embankment, SAILS
                        through the air, drops expertly onto the
                        road. He fishtails to a slick stop.
                        Vanity is by the lake, flailing about,
                        throwing things, trying to get into her
                        boots–

                        VANITY
                        Bastard!

                        He laughs heartily, wants to kid her,
                        rides down the road as if he’s leaving.
                        Having his fun, he slows, turns to go
                        back …

                        …his smile dissolves instantly.
                        Vanity is in the middle of the road,
                        flagging down a small PICKUP TRUCK. She
                        hops in, slams the door. The truck
                        peels out, bears down upon him. He
                        gesticulates his arms wildly — wants
                        to explain–

                        PRINCE
                        Hey …

                        But the truck streaks past — Vanity’s
                        look is cold, triumphant.

                        (30) INT. CLUB (1ST AVE. ST. BAR) — NIGHT

                        MUSIC. The CLUB is PACKED! THE MODERN

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                          AIRES is onstage, a hi-techno funk
                          group, performing their trademark, a
                          frenzied song entitled “Modern Aire”
                          The floor is dense with KIDS, all
                          performing the same syncopated dance.

                          PRINCE moves through the club slowly,
                          seems to be searching someone out. His
                          face is drawn and haggard, his spirits
                          strained. He cuts past the BAR, barely
                          acknowledges Jill, or the other
                          WAITRESSES by her side, KIM and KATY.
                          Jill looks concerned–

                          KIM
                          Honey, you still chasing after
                          that fool?

                          Kim is 21 years and gorgeous, with dark
                          eyes, a smooth sculpted face, and taut
                          shapely legs. She is street-educated
                          and doesn’t need encouraging to speak
                          her mind. Katy is also in her-early
                          20’s, a tall, alluring Oriental, with an
                          attractive, intelligent face–

                          JILL
                          I’m doing what I’m doing.
                          It’s my business.

                          KATY
                          He doesn’t even look at you.
                          That’s the last thing you want
                          from a man.

                          JILL
                          You just don’t know him like I
                          do.

                          KIM
                          Honey… Look, Listen, and
                          then Feel. If you do them in
                          any other order, you’re headed
                          for trouble.

                          Matt and Bobby (members of Prince’s
                          group) stroll up–

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                            BOBBY
                            Hey, Jill — where’s our
                            drinks?

                            JILL
                            They’re coming — just wait.

                            Matt stares hungrily at her breasts–

                            JILL
                            What you want isn’t on the
                            menu.

                            BOBBY
                            Jill, in ten years they’ll be
                            on the table.

                            She swats him with her order pad —
                            Bobby ducks, taunts her–

                            BOBBY
                            C’mon, c’mon …

                            She goes to swing, Matt moves in,
                            squeezes her breasts–

                            MATT
                            (horn sound)
                            BooPoo!!

                            KIM
                            Get out of here, you jerks!

                            MATT
                            Sweetheart … do you have a
                            real hot place where I could
                            stick my nose?

                            KIM
                            Sure — try a microwave.

                            The Guys bust up, head for their tables-

                            KATY
                            Those guys are deep.

                            KIM

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                              Yeah — deeply retarded.

                              (31) INT./EXT. CLUB — MONEY WINDOW — NIGHT

                              Vanity stands in line waiting to get in.
                              She wears a short, black dress and red
                              heels, carries a black and red
                              clutchbag. Her hair is swept back and
                              wind-blown, her eyes dark and dancing.
                              She looks wickedly wonderful and knows
                              it.

                              CHICK stands by the window, arms folded,
                              as massive as a Sequoia. He regards her
                              suspiciously–

                              VANITY
                              (sweetly)
                              I’m paying … see?
                              (to cashier, gruff)
                              Keep the change.

                              Chick advances on her — her eyes widen
                              with fear–

                              CHICK
                              The manager wants to see you.

                              VANITY
                              Really..? Oh, great…like to
                              see him too.

                              She breaths a sigh of relief.

                              JEROME watches as Chick escorts Vanity
                              to the upper level. He stays short
                              distance behind.

                              (32) INT. CLUB UPPER LEVEL — NIGHT

                              as Vanity and Chick come to a halt in
                              the middle of the floor–

                              CHICK
                              He’ll be right with you.

                              Chick walks away. Jerome makes a move

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                                toward her, but pulls himself up short –
                                – BILLY SPARKS has approached her–

                                BILLY SPARKS
                                Hi, I’m Billy Sparks, I manage
                                this place.

                                Vanity turns around — her eyes widen
                                with surprise–

                                He’s 38 years old, 5’3″ tall and weighs
                                about 180 pounds. He’s dressed in a
                                baby-blue running suit, and white tennis
                                shoes that come to a point. A dark-
                                skinned, smooth-faced black man, he’s
                                wearing small, white sunglasses and a
                                base-ball cap perched on his head. Fred
                                Flintstone in Harlem. A hip, fast-
                                talking jive motherfucker who uses
                                profanity like a light saber. Chubby,
                                cuddly, cherubic Billy Sparks. He’d
                                sell his mother if he thought he could
                                make a buck.

                                They size one another up in. about three
                                seconds–

                                VANITY
                                Hi — I really like your club.

                                BILLY
                                Really…

                                VANITY
                                What time is it?

                                BILLY
                                Nine, sweets.

                                VANITY
                                Oh, that’s a really nice
                                watch. Very pretty.

                                Billy lights a cigarette, offers her
                                one, she accepts–

                                VANITY
                                You look like a guy I used to

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                                  go out with — he was a lot
                                  older, but I like older men.

                                  BILLY
                                  Really, what a coincidence.

                                  VANITY
                                  I just came off a Broadway
                                  play. My grandmother got
                                  sick.

                                  BILLY
                                  Does she live here?

                                  VANITY
                                  No, in New York …
                                  (catches herself)
                                  But, huh, I have a sister
                                  here, lives in Saint … huh

                                  BILLY
                                  …Paul.

                                  VANITY
                                  Amazing.

                                  BILLY
                                  Ye-es.
                                  (smiles)
                                  What do you want to do? You
                                  don’t want to be a waitress do
                                  you?

                                  VANITY
                                  No … no… Actually I was
                                  thinking more in the way of
                                  the stage.

                                  BILLY
                                  Of course… how about dinner?

                                  VANITY
                                  Theatre?

                                  BILLY
                                  Dinner, then the theatre, my
                                  sweets.

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                                    VANITY
                                    Oh, huh…

                                    Jerome appears–

                                    JEROME
                                    Hi ya, Billy.

                                    BILLY
                                    Good evening, Jerome.

                                    Vanity sees her escape–

                                    VANITY
                                    Jerome — I was looking all
                                    over for you!

                                    They BOTH look at her surprised–

                                    BILLY
                                    You know each other?

                                    VANITY
                                    Of course.

                                    Jerome goes along with it–

                                    JEROME
                                    Yes, we’ve met. I have
                                    something to show you.

                                    VANITY
                                    Great. See you later, Billy.

                                    She walks away with Jerome, arm in arm–

                                    VANITY
                                    You rescued me.

                                    JEROME
                                    (smiles)
                                    Ye-es.

                                    (33) INT. DRESSING ROOM — NIGHT

                                    Prince and his band (Mark, Bobby, Matt,
                                    Lisa) sit backstage, waiting to go on.

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                                      An air of tension permeates the room.
                                      Lisa sits in the corner and fidgets,
                                      casts sidelong looks to Prince. He sits
                                      apart from the group, deathly silent,
                                      locked in thouqht.

                                      Wendy walks in and shares a look with
                                      Lisa. She goes up to Prince, her voice
                                      filled with nervousness–

                                      WENDY
                                      Hi ya, Prince. I heard
                                      through the grapevine you had
                                      a new tune written by two
                                      great girls. By chance did
                                      you hear it?

                                      He stares at her — if looks could kill
                                      Wendy would be dead–

                                      LISA
                                      I knew it — he didn’t listen
                                      to it. He probably dropped it
                                      under his bike and rolled over
                                      it.

                                      Prince grunts, turns away — Wendy is
                                      amazed–

                                      WENDY
                                      Wow! Okay…you think about
                                      this. I’m going to be real
                                      honest with you. You’re
                                      really being full of shit.

                                      LISA
                                      Forget about it, Wendy. Let’s
                                      get out of here–

                                      But Wendy, agitated, silences her with a
                                      fierce gesture–

                                      WENDY
                                      (to Prince)
                                      Every time we give you a song,
                                      you say you’re going to use
                                      it, but you never do. You
                                      always think that we’re doing

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                                        something behind your back.
                                        You’re just being paranoid as
                                        usual.

                                        LISA
                                        Wendy…

                                        WENDY
                                        (upset)
                                        Shut up, Lisa, please!
                                        (to Prince)
                                        You should know by now that we
                                        wouldn’t hurt vou. We’re not
                                        out to put a dark cloud over
                                        your head. It’s just to make
                                        you feel good, Prince —
                                        that’s what it’s all about.
                                        You’ve been this way with us
                                        before, remember?

                                        PRINCE
                                        (maliciously)
                                        The nominees for the best
                                        actress are–

                                        LISA
                                        — Fuck it, Wendy — let’s
                                        break!

                                        Wendy is shaking, tears spring to her
                                        eyes–

                                        WENDY
                                        Do you know you can really,
                                        really hurt people? Doesn’t
                                        that mean anything to you?
                                        Doesn’t that make you feel
                                        like shit?

                                        LISA
                                        C’mon …

                                        WENDY
                                        I’m tired of this … I’m
                                        really tired…

                                        They leave the room, Wendy SLAMS the
                                        door behind her. Prince casts a look to

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                                          Bobby, Mark, Matt–

                                          PRINCE
                                          You tired, too?

                                          MATT
                                          God got Wendy’s periods
                                          reversed. About every 28
                                          days, she starts acting nice.
                                          Lasts about a weekend.

                                          Thud. The joke hangs suspended like a
                                          ball and chain. Bobby gets up, the
                                          others follow him to the door–

                                          BOBBY
                                          What difference does it make,
                                          Prince. We’re still a group,
                                          right?

                                          They cut out the door.

                                          (34) INT. HALLWAY — NIGHT

                                          Bobby, Matt and Mark move briskly to the
                                          stage–

                                          MARK
                                          Headcase. Telling
                                          you…’effed up headcase.

                                          BOBBY
                                          People with talent usually
                                          are.

                                          Matt dons his surgeon’s mask — Mark
                                          rolls his eyes–

                                          MARK
                                          Of course, there are a number
                                          of headcases without great
                                          talent too.

                                          (35) INT/BACKSTAGE ENTRANCE/CLUB — NIGHT

                                          Morris stands by the door surrounded by
                                          several delicious BABES. One of them,
                                          wearing a tight, red dress, looks

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                                            especially enticing. Morris leans in
                                            closer — her tasty breasts strain
                                            against the spandex material–

                                            MORRIS
                                            Honey — don’t you ever try
                                            and breastfeed no baby now.

                                            GIRL
                                            Why not?

                                            MORRIS
                                            Never mind …

                                            Jerome appears–

                                            JEROME
                                            What.

                                            MORRIS
                                            What?

                                            JEROME
                                            Right. What.

                                            MORRIS
                                            What??

                                            JEROME
                                            You got it.

                                            Be snaps his head to the side — Morris
                                            looks, sees Vanity sitting at a table.
                                            His eyes dance mischievously–

                                            MORRIS
                                            Ye-es
                                            (to Girl)
                                            What time is it?

                                            GIRL
                                            (coyly)
                                            Tea time.

                                            MORRIS
                                            So, right.

                                            (36) INT. DRESSING ROOM — NIGHT

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                                              as Prince sits by himself in front of
                                              the mirror, staring at a cassette on the
                                              counter. We recognize it immediately as
                                              the tape Jill gave him earlier,
                                              containing Lisa’s and Wendy’s music. He
                                              picks it up, snaps it into a ghetto
                                              blaster. MUSIC, without lyrics, fills
                                              the room. He adjusts the dials, sits
                                              back and listens a moment. Suddenly the
                                              door opens–

                                              STAGEHAND
                                              Prince, five minutes.

                                              Be snaps off the music, drops the
                                              cassette into his pocket, cuts out the
                                              room.

                                              (37) INT. BACKSTAGE — NIGHT

                                              He comes to the stage-area. His
                                              Band members are standing about
                                              anxiously, watching the final moments of
                                              The Modern Aires’ performance. He cuts
                                              behind the curtain, peers at the
                                              crowd…

                                              …his eyes fall on Vanity — his face
                                              brightens instantly. Just then Jerome
                                              and Morris approach her. Prince shakes
                                              his head knowingly, offers a wry smile,
                                              then joins his band.

                                              (38) INT. VAN1TY’S TABLE AND CLUB — NIGHT

                                              She sits demurely. Morris’ eyes are
                                              wide and shining — her beauty up close
                                              astonishes him–

                                              JEROME
                                              Vanity, I’d like you to meet
                                              Morris E. Day.

                                              MORRIS
                                              Hold it now — just leave the
                                              ‘E’ alone.

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                                                JEROME
                                                (clears throat)
                                                Vanity…this is Morris Day

                                                MORRIS
                                                The pleasure’s all mine.

                                                she offers her hand — he takes it
                                                decorously–

                                                JEROME
                                                If you’d excuse me.

                                                Morris signals him — whispers into his
                                                ear–

                                                MORRIS
                                                Too sexy …
                                                (a beat)
                                                Have a waitress bring a
                                                bottle of their best
                                                champagne.

                                                He seats himself, fastens her with a
                                                sexy, half-lidded look–

                                                MORRIS
                                                Your lips would make a
                                                lollipop too happy.

                                                VANITY
                                                You think so, huh?

                                                MORRIS
                                                Ye-es.

                                                Kim appears with a bottle of champagne
                                                in ice–

                                                KIM
                                                Who’s paying for this Morris?

                                                MORRIS
                                                I think you know that.
                                                (a beat)
                                                Jerome!

                                                Jerome appears, opens the bottle with a

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                                                  flair, performs a classy taste test.
                                                  Morris pulls out some cash, pays him,
                                                  who snatches the money, leaves–

                                                  MORRIS
                                                  Huh, keep the change–

                                                  He whispers to Jerome–

                                                  MORRIS
                                                  Get my change, will ya?

                                                  Jerome leaves, Morris purses his lips–

                                                  MORRIS
                                                  Oh, Lord…either somebody put
                                                  something in my drink, or you
                                                  are the finest (motherfucker)
                                                  I’ve seen in ages.

                                                  VANITY
                                                  Excuse me, what did you say?

                                                  MORRIS
                                                  Huh…you look nice tonight.

                                                  He leans in, speaks with a sexy voice–

                                                  MORRIS
                                                  It’s rare that I out my cards
                                                  on the table when it comes to
                                                  meeting young ladies, but …
                                                  I’m going to make you love me.

                                                  VANITY
                                                  Is that a fact?

                                                  He folds his legs dramatically, his
                                                  Stacy Adams reflecting the light–

                                                  MORRIS
                                                  Just as sure as my Stacy Adams
                                                  are shiny.

                                                  Just then–

                                                  M.C. (O.S.)
                                                  Ladies and Gentlemen — please

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                                                    The CLUB erupts in CRIES! Prince hits
                                                    the stage, launches into “G-spot,” a
                                                    fast, high-spirited funk tune that gets
                                                    the crowd hopping. Vanity watches as
                                                    Prince whips the crowd into a frenzy.
                                                    Morris listens with a complacent grin on
                                                    his face, his eyes searching out various
                                                    members of The Time who are scattered
                                                    through-out the club. When he connects
                                                    with one of them he makes a series of
                                                    absurd faces which sends them into
                                                    hysterics. For Prince is playing music
                                                    that The Time is noted for, and, as far
                                                    as Morris is concerned, performs better.
                                                    Not everyone in the club is dancing, or
                                                    paying attention, and this does not
                                                    escape his notice.

                                                    Suddenly “G-Spot” comes to a rousing
                                                    end. The CROWD cheers wildly. Prince
                                                    moves quickly to the piano and launches
                                                    into “Electric Intercourse,” a love
                                                    ballad which, as it progresses, becomes
                                                    a personal statement for Vanity and
                                                    Prince himself.

                                                    She listens intently, her eyes fastened
                                                    on him. The words have a profound
                                                    effect on her — and the audience.
                                                    Without being consciously aware of it,
                                                    they’re moving closer to the stage,
                                                    searching for their personal fix. Prince
                                                    surrenders himself to the music totally,
                                                    releasing from himself all that is
                                                    hurtful — releasing the sincerity and
                                                    truthfulness that escapes him in his
                                                    daily life. We are entering realm
                                                    where life and music are inextricably
                                                    bound, and the impact on the performer
                                                    and listener is profound.

                                                    He’s directing his music toward her, and
                                                    she receives it gratefully, almost
                                                    anxiously. It fills a void in her, hewn
                                                    by a life of meaningless promises. He
                                                    searches her face with his magnificent

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                                                      eyes, and ends the song with a
                                                      heartrending cry which connects with the
                                                      souls of all present. Everyone is
                                                      paying attention now.

                                                      The stage is plunged into darkness. The
                                                      CROWD goes CRAZY! Vanity applauds
                                                      vigorously, wipes the tears from her
                                                      eyes. Morris, who was more affected by
                                                      the performance than he’d care to admit,
                                                      doesn’t like what he sees and searches
                                                      for a winning line–

                                                      MORRIS
                                                      He doesn’t like girls.

                                                      She’s equal to the challenge–

                                                      VANITY
                                                      I know — he likes women.

                                                      But Morris can barely suppress a smile,
                                                      and settles himself comfortably into his
                                                      chair — for he knows what Vanity has
                                                      lost…at least this round–

                                                      MORRIS
                                                      Well … he don’t do too good
                                                      with them either.

                                                      She flashes him a quizzical look — he
                                                      simply smiles.

                                                      (39) INT. BACKSTAGE HALLIIAY — NIGHT

                                                      Jubilation time! Prince and his Band
                                                      move through the hallway briskly, past
                                                      the outstretched arms of admiring fans.
                                                      There’s a lot of back-slapping going on
                                                      as the Musicians bask in the glow of
                                                      well-wishers. Prince moves past Billy
                                                      Sparks, who has an angry look on his
                                                      face–

                                                      BILLY
                                                      What’s this intercourse, shit?

                                                      PRINCE

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