Call Girl Page #3

I think it's time for you to tell

me what you want from me.

You're right.

I'll be straight forward.

I represent people you already know.

Investors who are still interested

in Herdade da Fazenda.

Thank you.

That project implies cutting down

several Cork Oaks,

and that for me is just unthinkable.

Can I ask you something?

Your son is in London,

studying hotel management,

which means an investment

on the possibilities of tourism.

Yes, but...

That's not a question, is it?

The question is, have you noticed

your town is dying?

Our project will bring new blood, fresh

air, work opportunities, quality of life.

And you, my friend, you don't want it.

I can get you a Hospital,

tomorrow if I have to.

But you'll rather stand your ground.

And I know you love Vila Nova.

Do you understand now why I'm confused?

I don't think you understand.

- I made promises to my people.

- What are we talking about?

A few fallen Cork Oaks? The goverment

will give us permission.

All we did is your City Hall's licence.

And we guarantee the plantation of the

double of trees that fall to the ground

We're not talking about half a dozen Cork

Oaks. I know that project in detail.

We're talking about thousands of trees.

I see that you're a city man, you don't

understand about these things.

Let me tell you something.

Those trees take forty years before they

produce cork. Forty years!

But a lot of them are at their end.

Like those old men at the Home

you opened a couple of days ago.

Well, let's put it this way.

In this land, we don't draw

our municipal plans with a pencil.

And nobody, is going to talk me into

cutting thousands of those trees,

so a couple of high class gentleman can

practice their swings for amusement.

If you think progress is what they did to

Algarve, don't ever count on me. Ever.

What?

Did I say something funny?

No, no. It's just realized why

you won four elections in a row.

Damn phone. Sorry about that

Yes. Hello.

What? When? Now?

No, I can't now...

What? That's not possible...

All right. Ok, I'm on my way out.

No, no. Please stay.

I, unfortunaly, have to go.

Affairs that demand my presence or,

in this case, my absence.

But the meeting with the

Minister tomorrow still stands.

I won't be there but

everything is in place.

What, you think is still worth it?

How do they usually say? Everything is

worth as long as your soul is in it, right?

The truth is I like you.

And don't worry about anything.

It's paid for.

Oh, I love the tie.

Where did Rui go?

Rui, he... He had to go.

Really!

Money can't buy you manners, can it?

But you, Mr Meireles,

are a gentleman, aren't you?

You'll keep me company.

Of course!

Yes, of course.

What did you say your first name was?

I don't even remember how long ago

did someone...

someone asked me my first name.

Carlos.

Carlos Meireles.

I believe it's important to know...

when...

when we feel close to someone,

as in this moment.

Don't you agree?

Yes, yes.

Of course I do.

Let me just ask you one thing...

What do you do?

Everything...

Wait...

Easy!

- I want you to forget about everything.

- Yes...

- Meetings, lunches at your in-laws house.

- Yes... Yes...

Official business.

Everything.

- All that exists right now is us.

- Yes... Us...

- Can you feel how wet I am?

- I do...

- Do you know what I'm going to do?

- No.

I'm going to take care of you.

And then I'm gonna let you f*** me.

And I'll come for you.

- That's what you want, isn't it?

- Yes...

- That I'll come for you?

- Yes, yes it is...

I never met anyone like you

Do you know why?

Because there's no one else like me.

I'm an exclusive.

Has a women ever masturbated

for you to watch?

No

No?

See how hot you make me?

I'm losing my mind...

I'll do anything you...

I can't wait for you to f*** me...

Enjoyed the show?

Never saw a guy come so fast. The man

is like a teenager with a mustache.

How's kissing someone with a mustache?

- Don't know.

You tell me...

You're so funny...

See this as a first installment.

Next time I'll have it wrapped, so you'll

think it's from someone who likes you.

Chantum cut, some fifteen carats?

- Twenty.

- Twenty!

Thirty thousand bucks at Tiffany's?

"Good Morning, Mr. President. "

This guy is going to go

crazy looking for you.

He's going to call me

asking for your number.

Probably has to get some nerve

to do it and call only tomorrow.

So, I want you to be available at

any time for the next couple of days.

Make yourself difficult, earn his trust,

and make him spend a lot.

Show him that his money makes you

as horny as if he was David Beckham.

Yeah sweetie...

But that was not our arrangement.

- I've got my regulars, I'm not going...

- Get rid of them!

I'm paying you more than you get

in a year of small time f***ing.

I'm talking about five figures, at least,

less the money you're gonna suck him.

But you have the pictures already...

Why you don't just push

him against the wall?

No... He must do it on his own.

Be confident.

There's a big difference between

blackmail and bribery.

Those who get bribed become accomplices

and usually don't file complains...

Honey, I'm trying to help you.

Because I'm your friend.

Think about it as a kind of upgrade.

From whore to politician's mistress.

Diamonds are forever, but you, someday

you're going to be old.

And don't forget that every single

minute a new girl is born.

More beautiful and a better f***.

Someday you're going to

look at yourself in the mirror

and realize that there's nothing

sadder that an old whore.

Motherf***er.

We're are the same, honey...

We have no scruples, no soul, no moral...

- and we don't believe in God.

- Who told you I don't believe in God?

We know that God doesn't exist.

And you know why?

Because if He existed...

He would be incompetent.

What we are is the next

step of human evolution.

- And what do I say to my clients?

- Tell them to go f*** themselves.

Quite the business night, han?

Out selling Vila Nova?

It's just that something come up...

Something come up? Son of a b*tch.

You leave your bags here

and you don't even show up?

- What do you think this is, a hostel?

- Amlia, I...

- Don't touch me!

- Listen to me. Calm down.

We'll talk later, all right?

I can't stay. There's this meeting.

- I spend a week waiting and for what?

- Amlia, calm down.

If you don't f*** me anymore, you

should go. F*** me or leave.

- Amlia, listen to me.

- F*** me or leave...

This is why I'm happy you

never quit massaging...

It's not like you need it.

You're so relaxed...

Speaking of which,

how busy are you there days?

I just won this

huge account that's going

to demand a lot of my time.

Is there any way that I can send

you a couple of my regular clients?

What?

Nothing...

It's just that...

there's this client who...

He says he wants to take care of me.

And he doesn't want me to be

with anyone else, you see?

He has money.

All done.

Don't be upset, Maria.

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