dead.
I couldn't believe that.
He didn't know that I came down to,
you know, his girlfriend...
because he would have taken my face
and he would have smashed it.
Luckily, there was this girl, who saw
everything, who let me use her phone.
Really nice about it, too.
Let me use the phone. That was it.
Just use it. Pick it up and put it down.
She's the one in the Mister Softee
ice-cream truck who's trying to kill me!
They're all trying to kill me.
I just wanted to leave my apartment...
maybe meet a nice girl.
And now I've got to die for it!
That's the girl. That is Julie.
That's her. Look.
Julie, it's me!
What are you doing? Come here.
Oh, God. That's the one. Unbelievable.
What's the matter with you?
- You've got to help me.
- Get a hold of yourself, okay?
Can you get a glass of water?
Tell them it's not my fault. I didn't do it.
You've got to make things
clear to me, pal.
I just got back from the morgue.
I'm not thinking too straight, either.
There's an angry mob out there,
and they want to kill me...
because they think
I'm robbing apartments.
I had the keys to your apartment.
Did I rob you?
I could have robbed your apartment.
I didn't because I'm not a thief.
Right?
I'm not a thief.
- Stay here.
- Wait! Where are you going?
To get your keys.
Thank you. Go ahead. I'll be right here.
- Just relax.
- I will.
Thanks.
He's in here!
What can I do for you?
- Why so empty?
- Invitation only.
Then where is everybody?
Beats me. Must have stayed home.
Who's she?
That's June. She's always here.
Usually nobody notices her.
If you're interested, you better hurry.
I'm closing up in a few minutes.
Excuse me, miss.
I couldn't help noticing you,
and I wondered...
would you...
care to...
join me for a drink?
Just talking.
I'm having a really...
really bad night...
and I can't seem to find anyone...
who just will sit with me for just...
Without yelling at me
or something, you know?
I honestly wouldn't approach you
in this state...
were I not so...
unusually...
intrigued.
There.
I bared my soul to you.
May I?
- Why are you doing this?
- What?
You flirt with me.
You share your cigarette with me.
You dance with me.
You're nice to me.
Open up!
Why are you doing this?
I want...
to live.
Sorry, folks. Closing up.
I just want...
to live.
Live.
Come downstairs with me, Paul.
- They got in!
- What is it?
I have to tell you, I'm in big trouble.
Those people up there want to kill me.
- Is there another way out of here?
- No!
- What is this?
- Don't go in there.
- What's this?
- No, don't touch that!
No, don't touch that vat!
Oh, God.
- Come with me, Paul.
- What?
Come on.
You're closed, and you want to go home.
It's only going to take a minute.
- I'm telling you, no one's in here.
- You cannot reason with this man.
Don't move.
I don't want to stick you with this stuff.
I'm just gonna put this piece here.
Hold up!
You don't sense the pressure here?
This is very good for the pores.
- Come on, it's a total search!
- All right.
- Good.
- No.
Now pick this up.
Where's this lead to?
- A private apartment.
- Knock on the door.
Wait. I'll knock.
- June!
- Yeah, what is it?
Some people want to look around
your place. Something about a robbery.
I'm working! Can't you see I'm working?
I know. I'm sorry.
Excuse me.
Have you seen this guy?
Doesn't look so hard.
- Is there another way out of here?
- No. That's it.
All right, we're moving out! Come on.
We're sorry we disturbed you, lady,
but we were sure that...
Okay, let's boot it! Wasting time here.
- It's okay. They're gone.
- Great.
Okay, will you let me
out of this thing now?
No. You're safe like this.
They could still come back.
Look, lady, you've been great.
But can you let me out of here...
Listen, I'm involved in this, too, now.
I got to keep working on you.
They could still come back.
Lady, let me out of this thing now!
Do you hear me? Let me out...
Okay, that