Call Girl Page #7

- The Neptune. Neptune.

- All right, bye.

F*** this f***ing...

just what I needed, the cops.

What's going on?

- We were this close to catching the guy.

- Meireles?

Of course. Listen to this.

On top of all, the judge is saying

he's going to close the case.

If we don't have something

in days, we're f***ed. Listen!

- It's about Mouros, you were right...

- What about Mouros?

- The motherf***er has pictures of us.

- Where? At the restaurant?

No, not at the restaurant. In bed.

In bed, do you get that?

- F***er! Look, take the money.

- What?

- Take the money.

- Come on, come on, don't say that. I...

Oh, f*** me, just what I needed.

The cops are pulling me over.

- The cops?

- I've to see you today. Tell me an hotel.

- The same?

- No, not that one. It can't be the same!

Another one, quickly, I need to pull over.

The Neptune. Neptune.

- She's part of it.

- What?

She's talking him into it.

- She's the f***ing bait.

- She's what?

The bait.

All right, but how is that

going to help us?

The bait?

Maria?

Vasco.

I thought it was you.

What is... what are you doing here?

You know how it is. They say hotels

always have the best bars.

How about you?

What a surprise.

I... conference.

I thought you were a fashion model.

Wasn't that your dream?

A fashion model.

It was.

I started as a fashion model. I ended up

on a pharmaceutical company.

The way the world turns, h?

Well, I'm late.

I have to go.

You... look... fantastic.

You... look the same.

Is that good or bad?

Wait. Let's have a drink.

For old time's sake.

- Can't do it. I'm late.

- Come on...

I haven't seen you in five years and

you can't spare five minutes?

Five. One for each year?

I'll take the stairs.

You know I'm not gonna let you go

until I get your phone number, right?

Aren't you a cop?

Find out!

It would be a lot nicer

if you gave it to me.

Wait for it.

Hello, honey!

Damn, Vickie

I've been waiting for two hours!

Couldn't you call off

at least one client? One?

You cut your mustache?

Was it because of me? You're so sweet...

No, Vickie, no, for Christ's sake.

I can't take it this way.

You know I'm f***ed and you

put me in this situation.

I've been waiting for hours,

looking like an idiot...

without knowing if you

would even show up!

If this is the conversation... I'm leaving

No, no, no. Come here. Come here.

Don't leave, please.

So, go on

What's this thing about Mouros?

And why a different hotel?

Mouros, that son of a b*tch,

has pictures of us.

- What?

- It gets worse... In bed...

- Motherf***er!

- Huge motherf***er...

I warned you!

He says he'll send them to the newspapers

if I... If I don't...

I don't f***ing know what to do,

God damn it.

I'm completely desperate. I don't know...

I can't trust anyone...

Vickie...

I only feel well, I only feel calm...

when I'm near you...

Yes, honey, but things are getting too

complicated for me.

No, no, please. Please no. I beg you.

Come here, listen to me, Vickie.

Stay with me, for the love of God.

Honey...

I need you. I love you... I love you...

You can't afford it! I told you that.

Love is a very expensive sport.

Vickie, no... listen!

Go on, then. Go on...

Stop making things complicated...

All you need is to sign a project?

That's all that Mouros wants, right?

Go on, then...

What are you waiting for?

All right.

He'll give me the money...

and you'll have anything you want.

Anything you want.

I'll approve the f***ing project.

But promise you'll stay with me.

- Forever... always!

- I will.

- Yes.

- Always... always.

- Let's go to bed.

- Yes.

Come on!

Don't lie to me, Meireles.

I saw you with her, on the street.

- No, you didn't...

- I followed you. I know where she lives.

- I'm going to kill the cow, she's a whore!

- No you're not!

Nothing?

- I'm going to tell your wife.

- This is none of my wife's business.

She needs to know there's

another one. She's a huge cow.

- There's no one.

- I'll... I'll kill her.

- You won't kill anything. Shut up!

- You're a liar, you're full of sh*t.

I'm not a liar, you got it wrong...

Hello, Maria.

Hi, it's Vasco.

Look over there? How hot is that?

I know that piece of ass, man.

I f***ed her.

Come here. Crazy bastard...

I know you.

Maybe, but not today, all right?

Another day.

You blew me, some time ago.

Don't you remember or

are you playing hard to...

You know what?

I blew a lot of guys like you.

But I can't tell you apart.

Basically, you all look the same.

Well, one blow job more won't make

that much of a difference.

Did you know impure thoughts

are a cause for acne?

How about we turn this around?

I'll pay you to get out of my sight.

It'll do wonders for your skin.

You're not following.

You're coming with me to the bathroom

and you'll suck my cock.

Do you understand, you f***ing whore?

Hey...

Is everything fine?

- Kinda nervous, are you?

- No.

- Are we cool or what?

- No, no.

Go home and beat on your

wife? Have you seen the time?

Go on easy, boy.

Maria, are you all right?

You're f***ed, man.

You're so f***ed.

Do you see this sh*t?

Do you see it?

Can you see this sh*t? Can you?

Can you see it, motherf***er?

Calm down!

Sorry about that,

it's a professional flaw.

But you don't have any

pharmaceutical books, do you?

I'm not like you.

I don't like to bring work home.

Was I that bad?

Let's say...

You were somewhat boring.

Then why are you nervous

every time we meet?

What makes you think I'm nervous?

Don't tell me you don't feel it.

What?

This.

Every time we look at each other.

This.

What's this?

You f***ing know what it is.

This.

Is this the moment when you're

gonna tell me you love me?

That you love me and you

never forgot about me?

If I knew it was that, I would have

put some romantic music on.

No.

But I'm going to kiss you,

take you to your bedroom and

f*** you just like back in the day.

You're still a sweetheart,

but you'll never make it to the bedroom.

Job well done, Mr Mouros.

Will you be reachable

if anything comes up?

As long as you got the money.

Carlos...

- Carlos... Carlos!

- Yes, what? What do you want?

Have you lost your mind?

How could you?

No, I came to my senses.

Have you seen what has become of this?

This town needs youth, new life, or else,

we'll had end up at the Home.

I can't believe what I have just

heard at the meeting.

You're betraying the memory of all

those old men. Jacinto's, your father's.

Did they die for nothing?

Don't you think Jacinto knew?

Don't you think my father knows?

He has known for a long time,

I promise that.

It's why he doesn't talk anymore, so he

doesn't have to tell what's in his soul.

Carlos, how about our roots?

Our memories?

The majority approved it.

Period.

Don't tell me that crap.

The majority do what you tell them to do.

Don't waste more time.

It's over.

The papers are signed,

the construction is starting. That's it.

Carlos!

How about the Cork Oaks?

F*** the Cork Oaks, man!

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