[sultry big band music]
-Come on, Joy.
How long do you think I can wait?
I can't stand it anymore.
-But Rick, you know I love you. -Then why not?
-Because I promised my mother I wouldn't until I got married.
-Goddamn it.
I'm the laughing stock of the whole basketball team.
Damn it, Joy.
If we don't make it tonight,
I don't think I can go steady with you anymore.
Well?
-Sorry, | can't.
-Well, then goodbye. [Joy sobs]
[laughter]
-Mother, I'm home.
Mother?
[somber orchestral music]
-[V.O.] Joy, honey, I've gone shopping.
I'll try to be back in an hour. Love, Mom.
[doorbell ringing]
-Who's there?
-Delivery man. We got something for you.
-Mother never told me about the delivery man.
-Come on, lady. We've got a heavy load.
-Yeah, we've got our hands full.
-Well, all right.
[intense music] [screaming]
[sobbing] No!
Somebody, help!
Mommy!
[screaming]
Help me!
[screaming]
-No!
No!
[sobbing]
No! No!
-We're in, man.
[screaming]
No!
No! [laughter] [screaming]
-No! Get away!
Mommy!
[sobbing]
[screaming]
-Fuck. Oh, your first time, huh?
You're lucky you have a nice guy like Pedro.
-Leave me, please.
[sobbing] Help!
Let me go!
[sobbing] [moaning]
[sultry music]
[moaning]
-Oh, no.
I want more.
-Hey, lady, I'm finished.
-Oh, I want more.
-Drop dead, lady.
Muy loca puta!
-Hey, man, let's get out of here, man. This chick is crazy.
-loca! - I want more.
[yelling]
- Want more!
[brooding music]
[humming]
My God.
Joy, what are you doing here?
You're naked.
-I want you, Rick. I want you more than anything.
[moaning]
-Ricky, what happened?
It's gone away.
-You're the most wonderful girl I've ever known.
-But where did it go?
-Joy.
Joy, where are you going?
Come back!
Please, come back.
Joy!
Joy, come back!
-I need more, Ricky, right now.
I can't wait.
-Please.
-Don't get me wrong.
Doris is a great kid and I love her.
It's just the sex.
-What's wrong with sex?
-There's nothing wrong with sex.
I'm just not enjoying it anymore.
I'll tell you a secret.
It's been months since I've been able to cum.
-Oh, come on, Fred. You're putting me on.
-I wish I was.
-Well, I hope you can straighten yourself out.
[laughing]
Well, goodnight, Fred.
-Goodnight, Barney.
[somber orchestral music]
[footsteps pattering]
[panting]
Ah.
Oh, thank God.
For a moment there, I thought you were --
[sultry music]
[moaning]
-I came.
[laughing]
I came. [laughing]
[dramatic orchestral music]
[moaning]
[buzzing]
-Oh, shit.
Can I get anything done around here?
What is it?
-He's here, Lieutenant.
-Here? Who's here?
-The rapee, Lieutenant. He's here to make a statement.
Shall I send him in?
-Yes. Hold a second.
Send him in.
-All right. Take him in.
-It was beautiful.
Let me tell you.
It was just wonderful. Just wonderful.
-Yes, okay, sir, look,
we know you've been the victim of this horrible crime.
Tell me, did you get her phone number?
[upbeat music]
-Joy, there's something different about you.
Something new.
You're so pretty.
You're glowing.
-Can you really tell?
Do you think so?
-Yes.
What happened?
-The most wonderful thing.
-You've done it.
Is it with Rick?
-It was Rick and others.
-You're so beautiful.
-I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that.
-Don't be sorry.
[moaning]
[moody orchestral music]
-Hi.
-Looks like you're all alone.
-Are you going far?
-I'm going all the way.
[whimsical orchestral music]
-Guys are walking around like they've been blown out
of their fucking minds.
This girl has got to be stopped.
-This is all we got to go on, Lieutenant. A pair of panties
with the name Joy on it.
-Tell me, Murphy,
what would you do if this broad attacked you?
-Ah, |I don't know, Lieutenant.
-I'll tell you, dumb bastard, I'll tell you what I'd do.
I'd get her fucking phone number.
[whimsical orchestral music]
-The police department tonight reported an alarming increase in the number
of incidents in the newest crime wave to hit the city,
rapes committed by women.
This deluge of citywide sexual attacks appears
to have been inspired by the original case a few days ago, involving
the mysterious girl rapist, so far identified only as Joy.
The vivid newspaper accounts that follow each new attack appear to be spurring on this current epidemic
of female criminal activity.
Police Lieutenant John P.
Hancock, who is in charge of the investigation,
had this comment.
-This whole city has gone sex crazy. -[laughing]
-Now, an editorial.
There has been a lot of controversy over the last couple of days
over this series of rapes by women.
The authorities and the clergy are very alarmed,
but I say that this is the first time In the history of our society
that love has been brought out into the open,
unselfish and unashamed.
Let me put this question to you, the viewers.
Do you consider the men who have been raped victims?
Of course not. Why, how many of us would really love to be in their shoes?
Not only that, the police have just issued another report.
According to the official statistics, occurrences of all other crimes
in the city have plummeted
since Joy first brought love Into our streets.
There have been no muggings, no murders, no violent crimes.
Joy,
if you're watching me at this moment, let me say this:
we here at WXES wish you and your many followers
a very happy and active night.
Goodnight.
[triumphant orchestral music]
-This has been the eleven o'clock news with Jack Aniston.
See our news team in action at six a.m. tomorrow morning.
-It's Wednesday, honey.
-What? -It's Wednesday.
-You should have told me an hour ago.
Leave me alone.
I'm sleepy.
-Oh, wow.
[moaning]
-Oh, baby.
[moaning]
Oh, wow.
[dramatic orchestral music]
[moaning] Oh, baby, come on, fuck me.
Fuck me, come on.
[moaning]
- I need to get fucked. I want to get fucked so bad.
Come on, fuck me, again. Come on.
-Welcome back. Wow.
-Mr. Biggs, won't you please reconsider?
At least let me demonstrate my product.
-Go demonstrate your product out in the hall.
I don't ever want to see you again. Understand?
I'm a very busy man, so just go.
-Absolutely. Absolutely. Why not?
I'm trying to make a sale. I have a good product.
No one even wants to look at it.
I don't have to sell anything. I'll buy a cab.
I can have a cab, make some money.
-What's your name?
-Pardon me.
-Hi, I'm Francine.
-I'm Marilyn.
-I'm Sheila.
-I'm Richard.
-Hey, break it up, break it up, break it up.
Police, police.
Come on, come on, get going. Get going, you two.
-Hey, honey, I'm home.
-Bill's quick service.
-Sure you're going to get yours.
-Hey.
[moaning]
[dramatic orchestral music]
[police sirens wailing]
-Men, you've been chosen for this assignment
because of your qualifications.
Each of you men knows how to handle the special equipment necessary
to bust this case wide open.
-Yes, sir.
-All right. Show me your weapons.
Very good.
Now, in this case, there'll be nobody there to give you a hand,
So you better be able to hold your own.
Any man jerking off on this assignment is in trouble with me.
Barnes, we're counting on you.
-I'll put that cunt in her place.
[knocking]
-Joy, honey, are you asleep?
-It's okay, mother. You don't have to worry about me.
I'm all right.
-But I can't help it that those terrible men
broke in here and hurt you.
-I love you, Mommy.
- I know I'm being silly, but you're our little girl.
-Goodnight, mother.
-Goodnight, baby.
[moaning]
-Yes, Lieutenant.
I'm hot on the cunt's trail now.
I found out where she bought those obscene panties
and traced it to her apartment.
Yes, I'm right across the street right now.
I'll put an end to this perversion right now.
[somber orchestral music]
-You all right?
-Yes.
[screaming]
-Let me go!
Please, let me go!
Let me go!
-Don't you move.
You just stay there.
[screaming]
-Please, don't hurt me.
Please, please, please.
-I'm not going to hurt you.
[screaming]
-Fucking slut.
[screaming]
-You like it, don't you? -No.
[moaning] [screaming]
-You're under arrest.
[somber orchestral music]
-Murphy, you're out of uniform.
Your fly is open. -Huh?
-I'm only kidding.
Where's your sense of humor?
Hey, Murph, did she rape you yet?
-Not yet, Lieutenant, but I've only been on duty an hour.
[chuckling]
-You've been quite a pain in the ass, young lady.
-What do you intend to do with me?
-That poses a slight problem.
Strangely enough, there's a lot of people in this city
on your side.
Frankly, I don't know what the hell to do with you.
-These straps are so tight. They hurt me.
Please, won't you loosen them?
-You've got to be kidding.
You're a dangerous criminal.
-Are you afraid of me?
-Don't try anything silly.
[sultry music]
-Jesus.
Come on. -Please put it inside of me.
Please, please, please.
[quirky orchestral music]
[moaning]
[quirky orchestral music cont.]
[moaning]
I was right.
You are a dangerous girl.
Since you've decided to cooperate with the authorities,
we're going to release you,
but only if you promise to leave this city
and never come back.
Please.
[P.A.] Passengers now disembarking at Gate 24.
Arriving Flight 214 to New York City.
Passengers now disembarking at Gate 24.
Arriving Flight 214 to New York City.
Passengers now disembarking at Gate 24.
[somber orchestral music]
-Can we all give you a hand with your things, ma'am?
-No, thanks.
-Oh, man. Here's the men's room.
-Don't bother to zip up, fellows.
[laughing]
[upbeat music] [moaning]
[laughing]
-Oh, I knew you were here.
[upbeat music]