A nebbish of a morgue attendant gets shunted back to the night shift where he is shackled with an obnoxious neophyte partner who dreams of the "one great idea" for success. His life takes a bizarre turn when a prostitute neighbour complains about the loss of her pimp. His partner, upon hearing the situation, suggests that they fill that opening themselves using the morgue at night as their brothel. Against his better judgement, he gets talked into the idea, only to find that it's more than his boss that has objections to this bit of entrepreneurship. Written by
Kenneth Chisholm <firstname.lastname@example.org>
Together they are going to make the day pay off... all night long!
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Did You Know?
When Belinda comes to Chuck's to make breakfast she asks what type of eggs he wants and he says scrambled. She then starts making fried eggs, but when the eggs are done she magically pours scrambled eggs out of the same pan.
It is true that she does start off with the eggs as sunny side up style, but as Chuck is talking to his Fiance you can see the shadow of Belinda using the spatula to mix up the eggs and then pours the scrambled eggs into her and Chuck's plate. Even the eggs don't look that well scrambled. See more
[Chuck is spitting on himself in the jail cell
Chuck, come on - it looks bad in front of the other guys!
So what am I running for, cell president?
No!... they have that?
That's What Friends Are For
Music by Burt Bacharach
Lyrics by Carole Bayer Sager
Performed and Produced by Rod Stewart See more