me, tell me #
# If you really love me #
# Mr. Cool Mystery #
# Mr. Cool Mystery #
# I said do you love me #
# Mr. Cool Mystery? #
# Don't say you're sorry, please #
# 'Cause you're
dragging me down #
# On your knees #
# I don't know what is left anyway #
# Whoa, Mr. Cool Mystery #
# Is this a dream
or is it real? #
# Mr. Cool Mystery #
# Yeah, Mr. Cool Mystery #
# Do you love me?
Do ya? #
# Mr. Cool Mystery #
# Do ya? Do you want me, #
# Mr. Cool Mystery? #
# Do you love me, Mr. Cool #
# Mystery? #
Oh, dude.
Where you been?
You stood Kristi up.
- Was she pissed?
- Nah.
She said there's no point
in being pissed at somebody
she don't care about.
I hit an all-time low, dude.
No, you didn't.
Kristi went to Hunter's.
Hunter's?
Yeah, she said he's got a lot more class
than amateur boy like you.
Oh, man. That wuss.
That wuss! Oh, man.
Come on.
Kristi, broken hearts come
with the territory.
That's love.
- In fact, that's life.
- I don't always want to be
worrying about Scotty.
I mean, you know,
there's other things
- that I'd like to do with my life.
- It's the same thing in business.
You get fucked over all the time
until you're successful. Even then.
You want to be a designer?
That's a "fuck you" business
with a capital "fuck you."
You'd better get used to it.
Here he comes.
You know, I never imagined it
to be like that.
Sure, are you kidding?
They're animals.
They lay awake at night thinking up
new ways to fuck you.
You won't even know
the names of half the people
that'll line up to do it to you.
You really think
I get screwed that much?
Mm-hmm. Up the wazoo...
by every Tom, Dick and Harry.
But if it's really what you want--
Well, I think that's
all that'll satisfy me right now.
Dude, she's slipping fast.
Then go for it.
You look like you could use a refill.
- Pinot?
- Yeah, thanks, that'd be great.
- Kristi.
- Scotty.
I want to talk to you, Kristi--
alone, for only two minutes.
Two minutes? I waited
for you for two hours this afternoon.
I can explain about that.
Oh, I bet you can.
You've got a way with words.
- It's called lying.
- And what are you doing, huh?
Auditioning for Hunter's orgy gang?
Now where do you get off
talking to me like that?
- Kristi!
- Scotty.
Social climbing I see.
How about a drink before you go?
Sorry you couldn't stay longer!
Jealousy's some weird shit.
Right now I feel like
carving my initials
in Hunter's back.
Yeah, I know what you mean.
I once caught my old lady
giving a hummer to some cowboy.
I laid a serious hurting
on his ass.
What'd you do to her?
I really punished her--
I married her.
I hate him.
Hunter-- he's a creep.
Not Hunter, Scotty.
- What about Scotty?
- He just makes me
so mad sometimes!
I don't know.
All my scams are backfiring,
blowing up in my face.
I'm sick of this.
Yeah, I know what you mean, son.
A man gets tired
of peeing on his own shoes.
I start missing him.
And I miss his cute little smile.
He's not a creep.
The way he looks at me
and the way he touches me.
Kristi, I think you have
a serious problem.
What?
Little sister, you're in love.
Whoo! Yeah!
- Scotty, how's it going?
- Hey, what's happening?
Hey, listen you guys.
I want to make this fast,
I want to be honest.
I'm no band manager.
Come on, Scotty,
you're a great one!
Scotty, where you been? I was beginning
to think you was a flake.
I need your John Hancock
on these papers.
What papers?
Rocco got us a gig--
opening act at the Forum.
For the Miss Muscles contest!
Yeah! Whoo!
- Oh man.
- Can I tell him the rest of the news?
- Uh-huh.
- Rocco's putting up some money
- and we're gonna record a demo.
- What can I tell ya?
I'm the tooth fairy
of rock 'n' roll.
Plus we got a show tonight
at your place, Ash.
- Party!
- Party!
Farns, bring anybody you think
might be a possible investor.
Yeah, there'll be plenty of girls.
All right. I'll see you at 8:00 sharp.
Hey, Farns,