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Steve Rubell:
Not with that shirt.

[Shane turns to leave, Steve grabs his arm]

Steve Rubell:
I said, not with that shirt.

[Shane pauses, then takes his shirt off, showing his six-pack]

Steve Rubell:
Welcome to my party, handsome.

Shane O'Shea:
[voiceover] A guy named Steve Rubell had a dream: To throw the best damned party the world had ever seen and to make it last forever. He built a world where fantasy was put up as reality and where an 80-year-old disco queen could dance till dawn. Where models mingled with mechanics, plumbers danced with princes. It was a place where all labels were left behind. A place where there were no rules.

Steve Rubell:
Is he gorgeous?

Viv:
He's gorgeous. Look for yourself.

Shane O'Shea:
[voiceover] I was warned that Steven didn't hire any dummies and I should be on my toes because he could ask some really tricky questions.

Steve Rubell:
What's two plus two?

Shane O'Shea:
Huh?

Steve Rubell:
You'll be fine.

Steve Rubell:
Prison can be so f***ing dull at night.