“Get back, whatever-the-fuck-you-are. Leave this girl alone.” Girl? Oh, I am definitely gonna have to have a talk with this dude if we survive this. Jo pushed past. 'And working girls aren't like musicians, they don't finish up their paid gigs and then jam all night for free.' 'You know what we're going to get, Arthur? You kill what you want to fuck, basic principle of lust murder. 'Our perp goes to a quiet little whorehouse, picks up a hammer and chisel and thinks he's a kid again in shop.