♪ Chicago... ♪
HUGH HEFNER: The steaming, corrupt,
crime-filled Windy City may have been all those things,
but I built a place in the toddlin' town
where everything was perfect.
(upbeat jazz playing)
Where life was magic.
Where the rules were broken and fantasies became realities
for everyone who walked through the doors.
Good evening, Mr. Dalton.
How are you tonight, Kate?
It wasn't the '50s any more.
Carol-Lynne's on upstairs.
♪ On State Street, that great street ♪
♪ I just want to say... ♪
Yes, it was a place where anything
could happen to anybody.
Or... any Bunny. ♪ The time of their life ♪
♪ I saw a man, he danced with his wife in Chicago ♪
♪ Chicago, my hometown... ♪
Maureen. Maureen?
Oh, hey, Alice.
That is your name, right?
Right. Hey, so I don't mean to be in your business
or anything, but you're going to be in big trouble
if they catch you standing around like this.
Oh. But I just can't help it.
I mean, she's just so beautiful
and perfect up there.
Hey, how come she gets to perform?
Carol-Lynne was the very first Bunny.
She can do almost anything she wants.
WOMAN: And she wouldn't want you on stage.
How do you know I want to be on stage?
You didn't get those legs just from walking.
Plus your tray's almost empty and it isn't even 10:00.
That means you're selling something people want,
- and it sure as hell ain't cigarettes. - Brenda.
♪ On State Street, that great street ♪
♪ I just want to say... ♪
MAN: Excuse me.
Can I have this dance?
Um... sure.
♪ Wherever I roam, I'm homesick, I swear ♪
♪ Love to get home, my heart is still there ♪
♪ In Chicago, Chicago, my hometown ♪
(chuckling)
Ooh!
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Saw the evening Trib.
Nice work.
Who knew a goy could be such a good lawyer?
NICK: She new?
I'm, uh... I'm glad you're having fun, Phyllis.
Oh, shoot. I'm sorry.
Uh, let's just get back to work, please.
Right. Okay. Oh, and, uh...
It's Maureen.
Maureen.
♪ They do things they don't do on Broadway ♪
♪ Say, wherever I roam, I'm homesick, I swear... ♪
I don't think we've met.
I'm Nick Dalton.
♪ In Chicago... ♪
Oh, it's... it's lovely to meet you, Mr. Dalton.
May I offer you a...
Reds, please.
Reds, Reds.
Oh, shoot, I'm all out.
Um, I can get more from the back
if you don't mind waiting a minute.
I don't mind.
Okay.
♪ Chicago ♪
♪ My hometown. ♪
(song ends)
(applause)
You look great.
I'll look better in two minutes.
The diamonds?
If that's what you want to call them.
Did you win the case?
$50,000 for each of the victims.
Congratulations.
Where do I sign up to be a victim?
You couldn't be a victim if you tried.
Oh, I could be anything for real diamonds.
I got to go back on. Grab table three.
I'm waiting for cigarettes.
Yeah, you and everybody else.
(Gasps)
Hello.
(Carol-Lynne scat-singing)
♪ Oh, life could be a dream ♪
Sh-boom ♪ ♪ If I could take you up ♪
♪ In paradise up above... ♪
Extra dry, extra cold,
rocks glass, no rocks, three olives.
Thanks, Max.
♪ Life could be a dream... ♪
I just wanted to dance, and you pushed me away.
I'm sorry, sir, but I have to get back...
No, you don't.
Yes, I do.
♪ If you would let me spend my whole life ♪
♪ Loving you ♪
Have you seen the Cigarette Bunny?
Beautiful, isn't she?
♪ Sweetheart ♪
♪ Sh-boom, sh-boom... ♪
You got a lot of opinions, little girl.
♪ Sh-boom, ya-da-da-da-da ♪
♪ Sh-boom, sh-boom ♪
(whimpering) Oh...
No!
Get away from me!
(Groaning) Hey!
Get off her!
(Grunting and groaning)
(yelling)
(gasping)
(moans weakly)
(sighs)
(song continues)
I'll go call the police.
Do you have any idea who you just killed?
Sh-boom, sh-boom ♪ ♪ Life could be a dream ♪
♪ Sweetheart ♪ Sh-boom ♪
♪ Sh-boom. ♪
(Maureen panting)
I mean, he attacked me.
It was self-defense.
Yes.
And he is known to most people
as Clyde Hill, a respectable married businessman,
but his real name is Bruno Bianchi
and he's the boss of the Outfit.
What?
The Mob.
So unless we both want to be dead
within 24 hours, we're not calling anyone.
Clean up your cigarette tray.
♪ ♪
Wait here.
(Mid-tempo jazz playing)
I don't need a plate.
You can serve my steak right on that.
And how would you like that cooked?
Pink. (Men laughing)
MAN: Hey, waitress, there's no
prices on my menu.
Because everything's a buck and a half.
Everything?
If it's on the menu, it's a buck and a half.
If it's not on the menu, it's not for sale.
They're not hookers?
And I'm not a waitress, either.
I'm Bunny Janie.
Max, when Janie's done over there,
tell her to switch to Cigarette Bunny.
I have no idea where that new girl went.
I'll tell her right now.
These guys are pissing me off.
Not now; when she's done.
Any idea what it's like
watching your girlfriend get hit on
by every guy in the club every night?
Yep. That's why I married her
and got her pregnant and ugly.
(Door unlocking)
Come on.
How many times?
You're supposed to use the one in the dressing room.
The lock's broken.
Which isn't the only thing that needs fixing around here.
I picked out the wallpaper for that bathroom, Billy,
long before you were here telling me where to tinkle.
Here's a towel.
And there's shampoo in the shower.
I need you to unzip me.
Thank you.
(Rings)
Billy Rosen.
It's Nick. I'm the one who has your car.
It was a Bunny emergency.
How bad?
Well, she's very pretty, Billy, and I just couldn't help myself.
Oh, yeah? Let me guess.
My new Cigarette Bunny.
Maureen.
That many customers complaining?
I'm very sorry.
Don't tell Carol-Lynne.
But we tell each other everything.
I'll have your Bunny, your Buick
and your cab fare back in the morning.
(Click, dial tone)
(heavy breathing and moaning)
You're so amazing, Janie.
Max, stop talking.
Baby, will you marry me?
What? No.
MAX: Oh, Janie.
Mmm. Max, stop!
Sorry, Carol-Lynne.
We should get a new lock on that door.
We should get a lot of new things.
Like a new Cigarette Bunny.
Did you see that new girl just set her tray down
and start dancing like she didn't have a job to do?
Oh, Maureen?
Oh, she's nice. She's new.
- I don't think she... - During my show.
Well, if it makes you feel any better,
she left halfway through her shift.
No, that doesn't make me feel any better.
Since when is it okay to leave half...
When did she leave?
I think around 11:00.
Right when Nick left during my set.
Well, you don't know that they...
Oh, Alice, please stop seeing only the good in everybody.
It's taxing. I'm sorry.
It's so hard to work here
and hold a steady relationship, isn't it?
My husband hates it that I work here,
but I just tell him the money's too good.
I make more money than my father.
Don't give up that ring on your finger for this, Mrs. Beasley.
A girl can't be a Bunny forever.
Hey, sweetie.
Hey.
$143.
How long can we keep this going?
Until I slip up.
You drink it.
I'm not going to hurt you.
I've heard those words before.
You don't have to worry about me, I'm a lawyer.
I'm about to run for state's attorney.
Congratulations.
You haven't even been elected yet,
and you already got rid of the head of the Mob.
Here.
It was in his suit pocket.
I don't want his money. It's the least he can do.
And you're gonna need it to get out of town.
I'm not going anywhere.
It's not safe for you here.
Don't worry.
I can take care of myself.
You have no idea what these people are capable of.
I think I just got a pretty good idea.
I've been on my own since the day I was born.
And I've worked too hard to get here.
I'm not going to let anyone stop me.
(Footsteps)
Hey, shh.
Hello.
Hi.
Doorman went on a potty break.
You look gorgeous.
Isn't that a surprise?
Carol-Lynne...
I'll just get my things.
Excuse me.
May I?
Carol-Lynne, I...
No, no.
This isn't what you think.
You don't know what I'm thinking.
(Door closes)
(sighs)
Maureen?
DRIVER: Here you are, Miss. Playboy Mansion.
(Piano playing "The Best is Yet to Come")
Out with Nick Dalton already?
How'd you know?
A Bunny doesn't up and leave at 11:00,
and neither does Nick Dalton.
And you're wearing his shirt.
Not saying I blame you.
He is Nick Dalton.
Is it true what they say about him?
That he has a really big...?
Brenda! No!
I mean, I wouldn't know.
Honey, you have a dirty mind.
I was going to say penis.
(Chuckles)
And what else do they say about him?
(Sighs)
That he's brilliant. That he's a fool.
That he's a gentleman. That he's a womanizer.
That he's everything you want...
and that he's everything you don't.
Girl, you in trouble.
Yeah.
According to the door list, your husband was here
last night, but, uh...
We have thousands of Keyholders. I...
I don't know everyone by face.
Well, I'm happy to ask at today's Bunny meeting.
Okay.
And I got it washed.
Oh, no, kid, keep your $10. Here, use it to buy a frame.
Come on, Billy, I stole your car.
Let me do what I can to avoid a beating
next time I see your wife.
Yeah, like the beating that woman's husband's
gonna get next time she sees him?
Who's her husband?
Clyde Hill.
But we both know who he really is.
You just told her you didn't know him.
It's the Playboy Club.
It's not a knitting club.
See, if I tattled
to every panicky wife...
"Yeah, Gladys, as a matter of fact,
"I saw your husband dancing with my new Cigarette Bunny.
You can bounce a dime off her ass."
Well, we know he didn't go home with her.
We know I didn't tell Carol-Lynne.
You didn't have to.
Ouch.
It wasn't pretty.
We've talked about this.
I don't know why you need her. She's...
Smart.
Smart? Who needs smart?
You're the only man I know
puts his hands up a girl's skirt looking for a dictionary.
Well...
What are you doing here?
I left my coat here last night.
No time to stop for a silly coat when you're chasing Bunny tail.
It was nothing.
I promise.
Take tonight off.
We'll have dinner at the Pump Room.
I'm not hungry.
I know the Door Bunny never gets tipped,
but can she possibly wear a coat between the months of September and April?
No, Kate. Door Bunny's the first thing
men see when they get here.
You know what they want to see.
How many times you going to ask me this?
My mom said I should ask you again.
Okay, that's it for, uh...
I promised I'd ask.
Did anybody wait on a Keyholder named Clyde Hill last night?
The wife thinks he's missing.
ALICE: Oh, oh, I did.
Yes. Um, I-I was very nice to him.
And we talked about Cuba.
And then he just up and left without leaving me a tip.
Any idea where he went?
No. I just turned around and he was gone.
All right, smile tonight, ladies.
It's not a funeral.
Are you okay?
Yeah, I'm fine.
I have a Tampax if you want one.
No, I'm okay.
What are you doing?
(Gasps)
You know, you can use my help, Billy.
Interesting.
It's obvious you can run the numbers,
you can pay the bills, you're good back here.
But out there, we've got girls chewing gum,
they're leaving in the middle of their shifts,
they're having sex in the bathroom.
We're better than that.
We...
are not a "we."
Thank you for your exhaustive list of complaints.
I don't get enough of that from my wife.
But I don't need another manager,
especially one that's breaking into my office
- and stealing files on other Bunnies. - You may be my boss, Billy,
but I've been here longer than you. I've been here longer than anyone.
Funny how you think that's a good thing.
I've had this plan for a long time, Billy.
I always knew the day would come
when I couldn't be a Bunny any more,
but I promised myself it wouldn't be because I was too old,
it would be because I was too good.
And it turns out... it's because you're a thief.
You're fired.
(Sighs)
Playboy Mansion.
Johnny.
Back from Vegas already?
I've been gone six months.
Time flies.
Nice suit.
I'd say let's grab lunch, but...
I've already eaten. I've already eaten.
And I'm due in court in ten minutes with Mr. Wilson here.
Well, then I guess we don't have long to chat.
I'll meet you by the elevators.
Throw the case.
I don't work for your family any more.
How can you say that, Nicko?
It's your family, too.
You always work for family.
You certainly can't become state's attorney
without the support of the family.
That's a message from the boss.
If Bruno Bianchi has something to say, he can tell me himself.
Oh, he would, but nobody's seen him.
Really?
Yeah, that's why I'm back from Vegas already.
He didn't come home last night.
He's nowhere.
I'm sorry to hear that.
Feel sorry for who's ever responsible.
Good luck.
Gentlemen.
Hot-shot attorney Nick Dalton stunned the courtroom
cause he won the landmark settlement
and put the future of housing law into question.
One thing not in question is Dalton's ambition
for the state attorney's office.
Candidates must declare next week,
and today's victory almost guarantees
that Dalton's name will be on that list.
♪ ♪
After-party at the mansion!
No swimsuits in the pool!
Is it mandatory?
Maureen, I applied for this job because I knew.
Bunnies always got invited to the mansion parties.
But you don't have to go.
Alice never goes because she's so boring.
No, because husbands aren't allowed.
If I could bring my husband, I'd go.
When are you gonna show us this husband, Alice?
You've worked here almost a year and I've never seen him once.
Well, it's not like he's gonna watch me come work
at the Playboy Club.
Well, it's not like he'd see anything so bad.
You walk around here with that wedding ring
like a man will get electrocuted if he so much as
glances in the region of your kitty-kat.
(Telephone ringing)
Billy Rosen.
Oh. Hef.
Uh-huh.
JANIE: and at the end?
It's so late, there's a breakfast buffet.
And they have these blueberry crepes
with this vanilla sauce?
And I always eat way too many, but then I just
stick my finger down my throat and throw them up.
It's this new diet I heard about.
Guess who I met at the last one.
- Sammy Davis, Jr. MAUREEN: - Are you serious?
Yeah, Hef doesn't care what color people are,
as long as they're interesting.
- No, that, that's not what I... - He's very progressive.
There's even a Negro band performing here tonight.
I'm gonna be the first Chocolate centerfold.
I am.
You can't discriminate against these babies.
(Door bursts open)
More curls.
(Music stops)
More cleavage.
Gum.
Stand up straighter.
Lose the wedding ring.
More mascara.
Smile.
Girls... I am now your Bunny Mother.
Like a House Mother in a sorority.
Or a Mother Superior in a convent.
Or your mother, who whips you into shape,
who encourages you, teaches you.
Starting now, I am in charge of all things Bunny.
Starting now, I will be watching all of you very closely.
Because you are either the living, breathing fantasy
that is the Playboy Bunny, or you're not.
Pearl re-cut all the costumes to enhance the line of the leg.
Higher hips, higher tips.
(Girls giggle)
Your tails are now poofter, and your corsets tighter.
See? I'm just like your mother giving you a training bra.
Only Bunnier. Oh, and there's a new rule.
Bunnies are now strictly forbidden to date Keyholders.
Or slip into the back with them.
Or anything.
(R&B playing)
♪ Watch out!♪
♪ Oh, girls you know we've got to ♪
♪ Watch out!♪
♪ Girls, you know we've got to ♪
♪ Watch out, here comes that playboy♪
♪ He's a playboy ♪
♪ Watch out, here comes that playboy ♪
♪ He, he, he's a playboy ♪
♪ Watch out, here comes that playboy ♪
♪ Playboy, get away from my door ♪
♪ I've heard about the love that you had before ♪
♪ You took that love... ♪
She knows.
She said, "No more slipping into the back with Keyholders."
(sighs)
She's just jealous.
You don't know that.
What if she saw something?
You have to act like the same person
you were before yesterday.
Believe me, I would love to pretend
like none of this ever happened,
but it's not so easy.
Let's get you a glass of water.
I hate water.
Me, too.
(Uptempo R&B plays)
ANNOUNCER: Ladies and gentlemen, the Playboy Club proudly presents.
Ike and Tina Turner!
Come on, shake it!
♪ Well, I've heard about the girl you've been dancin' with ♪
♪ All over the neighborhood ♪
♪ Tell me why didn't you ask me, baby? ♪
♪ I would've shown you how to do it right ♪
♪ Do it right, yeah ♪
♪ Do it right ♪
♪ Ah.♪.
♪ Twist it ♪
♪ Shake it, shake it ♪
♪ Shake it, shake it, baby ♪
♪ Here we go loop-dee-loo ♪
♪ Come on! ♪
♪ Shake it out, baby ♪
♪ Here we go loop-dee-li ♪
♪ Bend over, let me see you shake a tail feather ♪
♪ Well, you bend over, and let me see you do it ♪
All right!
♪ Aah... ♪
♪ Twist it ♪
♪ Shake it, shake it, baby♪
♪ Twist it ♪
♪ Shake it, shake it, baby ♪
♪ Twist it, do the Fly ♪ Shake it, shake it,
♪ Do the, do the, do the Twist ♪ Shake it, shake it ♪
♪ Shake it, shake it, baby ♪ ♪ Come on, do the Bunny ♪
Shake it, shake it, shake it ♪
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it ♪
♪ Aah... ♪
(laughs)
That's right! ♪ Twist it! ♪
(applause, cheering)
That. Keep doing that.
That's her.
That's the girl Bruno was dancing with last night.
Come on, girls, tails up.
You forgot these.
Hm.
I saw them in a window three weeks ago.
They've been in my dresser
waiting for your next birthday, but
I want you to have them now.
Because you want me back,
or because you won't see me at my next birthday?
Can I have you back?
I hear there's a new rule, no Keyholders dating Bunnies.
I'm not a Bunny any more.
Oh, that's right.
Congratulations.
Will you still perform?
I'm performing right now.
I know why you made the rule,
and I swear to you, nothing happened with...
Do you think I don't know why
you come to the Playboy Club every single night?
Do you think I don't know that you need every man in the place
thinking, "I wish I could be him"?
And every girl thinking, "Pick me"?
It's your fuel.
You feed off it.
It's what you need to propel your meteoric rise
from Bianchi hench-boy to Best Man Ever.
I know you, Nick.
Which is exactly why
you couldn't say those four little words.
You know I'm not ready to get married.
CAROL-LYNNE: Not those four words.
Especially since 30 seconds ago
you couldn't even say "I want you back."
I'll tell you why you couldn't say it.
Because you don't want to believe there's
a woman in this world who could walk away from Nick Dalton.
Well, you can't have us all.
And I'm a one-strike girl, baby, so I'm walking away.
Good luck finding the one for you.
I thought I already found her.
She doesn't exist.
Follow me to the back, please.
Should I, uh...
That's fine.
I just wanted to... Me first.
It's been a tough first week, huh?
- Are you doing all right? - Yes.
You sure you don't want to quit and go back to...
Fort Wayne?
No.
I don't want to go anywhere.
Really?
Because I saw you trying on your Bunny costume
when you were first hired,
and you didn't seem at all this tense.
In fact, I remember thinking,
"Doesn't that girl have the perfect smile?"
Where's that smile now?
Please let me apologize.
I didn't know that you and Mr. Dalton were together...
Oh, I'm not talking about that.
No, sweetheart, I called you in here because
Billy threw you out on the floor last week without any training.
You're abandoning your cigarette tray,
you're leaving in the middle of your shifts,
you have no idea what you're doing.
But that's not your fault.
I'm working on a training manual.
Starting now, every new Bunny will go through
one week of training before she ever
steps out on the floor by herself.
You'll be paid hourly, and by the end you'll have
all the tools you need to be an excellent Bunny.
Why the face?
I guess it's, uh...
I don't really believe you want me to be an excellent Bunny.
I think you're trying to...
keep your enemies close.
Well...
You're more interesting than I thought you were.
Are you my enemy?
No.
No...
I idolized you from the moment I first saw you...
I-I... I wanted to be your friend, I...
Believe it or not, Maureen, I'm on your side.
I am your friend.
Nick Dalton?
He's not.
And his friends are people you would never want to know.
So if I were you...
and believe me, I was...
I'd stay very far away.
You want to tell me what happened last night?
I'm looking for, uh...
he might have told you his name was Clyde Hill.
I'm sorry. I don't know what you're talking about.
You danced with him last night.
Tallish guy, mostly bald.
Both of you disappeared from the club right around the same time.
I went home with someone else last night.
I'm jealous. Who?
Nick Dalton.
Are you sure?
You know, it's a shame
you didn't introduce yourself to me first.
I might have gone home with you instead.
(Chuckles)
You can go home with me right now.
I have to work.
But if you take that hand off that knife in your pocket
and ask me in a few days,
I just might think about it.
(Sighs)
I made the decision... you're quitting.
What do you mean, "I made the decision... you're quitting?"
It's not so crazy for a man not to want
his girl working as a Playboy Bunny.
I got this job all on my own.
Damn it, you're not on your own any more.
Janie, you're with me.
That's right, Max.
But I can't marry you, and I can't tell you why.
(Phone ringing)
Playboy Club. Max speaking.
It's a call for you, Mr. Dalton.
Thanks, Max.
This is Dalton.
MAN: You always did have the best ties.
Yeah, well, I'd take you shopping,
but I wouldn't want to lead you on.
We broke up, remember?
I wouldn't be calling if it wasn't important.
John wants ten minutes in ten minutes.
Alley behind the club.
Same black Lincoln?
New black Lincoln.
(Dial tone)
(phone line ringing)
MAN (over phone): Hello?
Hey, it's me. I've only got a second.
Do you know where we're meeting yet?
Our house, 3:00 a.m.
Our... our house?
The pawn shop fell through.
We have no other option.
How much have you made tonight?
Over $100, and it's only 11:00.
They're going to think we're criminals.
In most states, we are.
I think it's because I took off my wedding ring.
You what?
No, it's a new rule they made.
- Hello. Alice? - Oh!
See you there at 3:00.
Coat, please.
Sure.
(Dial tone)
Relax.
No one's going to find out.
What are you doing out here?
What happened?
Some creepy Mob guy cornered me in the back of the club.
He knew I danced with Bruno Bianchi last night.
He asked me what I knew, where I was.
And what did you say?
That I went home with you.
Oh, so that's our story?
That's our story.
Look, I know what you're going to say.
I should have gone home when I had the chance, but...
Well, you can't leave now, or they're going to know
you had something to do with it.
I'm not leaving.
I'm glad.
(Car horn honking)
That's my ride.
Well, since our story is you went home with me last night,
I'd better kiss you right where they can see us.
Bunnies aren't allowed to date Keyholders any more.
I don't recall asking you on a date.
Women will be the death of you.
Still haven't found Bruno.
You have any idea where he might be?
I know where he was last night.
Apparently, he was dancing
with your girl back there.
Bunny Maureen.
You have any idea where he might be?
You're wasting your time.
Maureen may have danced with him,
but she went home with me.
Poor Carol-Lynne.
She deserves better.
I always thought so.
Be a lot easier for you
to become state's attorney
with Bruno Bianchi out of the picture, wouldn't it?
You think I'm that stupid?
Help me find him.
I'm not in that business any more.
Don't forget he gave you a home when you had none.
And you've always hated him for that, haven't you?
I haven't seen him, John.
I haven't spoken to him in three years.
That's a great way to treat your father.
Not my father; your father.
So I think you should look for him.
Unless, of course, you don't want to find him.
Be a lot easier
for you to become head of the Outfit with Bruno Bianchi out of
the picture, wouldn't it?
Where can I drop you off?
Playboy Mansion.
Women will be the death of you.
(Rock music playing in other room)
(woman giggles)
Don't tell me you're going to bed?
Aren't you?
No, girl.
I'm going swimming.
It's only 3:00...
the party just started.
I'm tired.
It's been a rough week.
Ain't no such thing as a rough week
around here. Trust me.
No, trust me... rough is what it's like
for a Chocolate Bunny out in the rest of the damn world.
When they call me a name, it ain't "Chocolate Bunny," okay?
I'm sorry, Brenda, I didn't even...
I know you didn't.
Honey, I'm just saying,
life is always gonna be rough out there.
But we're in here.
We're at the party.
If you turn down the invitation, you've only got yourself to blame.
(Women giggling)
Maureen! There you are!
Come downstairs, there's this really cute stockbroker
named Mark something pouring champagne down everybody's boobs.
But wait, wait.
I'm in my nightgown.
Hef will love it.
You just need shoes.
(Gasps) Ah...
Okay.
The money will help pay for one of us
to run this first Chicago chapter
of the Mattachine on a full-time basis.
Like the people from whom we get our name,
we must be masked.
But there is power in this room,
and though our dreams are assuredly far away,
tonight you can be who you really are.
Tonight...
you may be homosexual.
(People clapping)
I'm Sally.
HEF: The world was changing, and we were the ones changing it,
one Bunny at a time.
(R&B song playing in distance)
Whatcha doing, Hef?
Everyone's asking for you.
Be right there.
How's the new mother doing?
(Exhales): She's tired.
She's got 30 girls who don't sleep through the night.
Like mother, like daughter.
Mm.
I was a rebel.
You only get one chance in this old world,
and if you don't make the most of it,
you've only got yourself to blame.
(R&B song playing)
Come on!
♪ Paint me red ♪
♪ Paint me green ♪
♪ Give me liberty ♪
♪ Oh, wash me clean ♪
♪ Make me over ♪
♪ Make me nice ♪
♪ 'Cause when I'm done ♪
♪ Lord, I wanna be right ♪
♪ Hey, Lord, make me over ♪
♪ I wanna be made over ♪
♪ Hey, Lord, make me over ♪
♪ I wanna be made over ♪ Make me over ♪
♪ I wanna be made over ♪ I wanna be made over ♪
♪ Make me smart ♪
♪ Make me king ♪
♪ I want eternal beauty... ♪
HEF: Nobody ever knew their last names.
It was the early '60s,
and the Bunnies were some of the only women in the world
who could be anyone they wanted to be.
♪ Hey, Lord, make me over ♪
♪ I wanna be made over ♪ Make me over ♪
♪ I wanna be made over ♪ I wanna be made over ♪
(cameras clicking) ♪ Hey, Lord ♪
♪ Listen to me ♪
♪ I wanna go places ♪
♪ I wanna do some things... ♪
So come on in.
You can be anyone you want to be.
♪ But in my heart ♪
♪ Let beauty reign ♪
But if you don't swing...
don't ring.
♪ Lord, make me over ♪ Make me over ♪
♪ I wanna be made over ♪ Make me over ♪
♪ Hey, Lord ♪ I wanna be made over ♪
♪ Make me over ♪ Make me over ♪
♪Make me over♪ I wanna be made over ♪
♪ I wanna be made over ♪ Make me over ♪
♪ I wanna be made over ♪ I wanna be made over ♪
♪ Hey, Lord ♪ I wanna be made over ♪
♪ Make me over ♪ I wanna be made over ♪
♪ I wanna be made over ♪ Make me over ♪
♪ I wanna be made over ♪ I wanna be made over ♪
♪ I wanna be made over ♪ Make me over ♪
♪ I wanna be made over ♪ I wanna be made over ♪
Hey, Paul?
♪ Make me over♪
Want to go to the Playboy Club?
Sync and correction by rakib2099