Call Girl Page #8

Do you know who I am?

Meireles never told you about me?

Never?

He never told you about me?

Only as fine print.

You don't have enough costumers?

- Did you have to steal my man?

- Lower your voice, honey.

You're a whore.

Don't you think I know that?

I'm going to the stairs and scream for

your neighbors to know you're a whore.

You're a whore. I've seen you with...

My favorite top.

- Do you believe this?

- Anything you want to tell me?

Don't worry, Vasco.

You used a condom last night.

Remember?

You insisted.

F***, Maria...

When we were together...

Did you?

I mean...

Was that why?

No, Vasco.

Relieved?

Or are you disappointed?

Maybe it turns you on,

the idea of dating a whore.

I can charge you, if you want.

If that makes you hard.

What are you going to ask me next, Vasco?

Have I no shame?

What to know the truth?

It's incredible how easy shame disapears.

Your first time, you cry.

You get home smelling...

of sweat and sex.

The first thing you do is take a shower.

Water burning...

And you stay there for hours.

Then... you get used to it.

And end up liking what you do.

I'm the best, Vasco.

I earn more in a day's work than in a

month working at the jewelry store.

So, you're happy?

No, I'm not happy.

But I'll rather be

unhappy in my Audi...

than sitting at the back of a bus.

What about now?

Do you still wanna kiss me?

I thought whores never

kissed on the mouth.

There's always one motherfucke

who makes us bend the rules.

You scared the sh*t out of me.

Hey, and where the f***

where you all day?

I've been calling you every hour, man.

- What's that?

- Don't ask.

Check this out.

What the hell is this?

I'm in no mood for reading.

This is the license for construction

at Herdade da Fazenda.

The Cork Oaks are

going down as we speak.

And that is Meireles's bank statement,

with a single income:

3.000 Euros worth of wages.

Then this means he got

paid in cash, right?

It's a matter of time until he starts

showing off his new found wealth.

Yeah, right.

But time is exactly what we don't have.

You know the guys who get bought,

take years before they're confident

enough to spend their money.

And no money, no case.

The game is not over until

the final whistle, man.

Welcome to the wonderful world of Cash.

And don't forget to give

twenty per cent to the Party.

Accomplices are always handy.

You stay protected that way.

Ah, the code is 1945,

the year you were born.

And if you need anything else...

Mouros isn't my name,

and neither is that one.

What can I do, I'm like Vickie

or Fernando Pessoa.

I change names according to my clients...

or my inspiration.

Ah, and Meireles!

Try not to spend it all on hookers.

Good afternoon. I have appointment

with Helga at four o'clock.

What is it?

Please, tell me what happened with Helga?

What's wrong?

Helga is at Cascais's hospital.

Her boyfriend beat her up last night.

She's in a coma.

Who says the cops are never

there when you need them?

I thought it was funny,

to call a cop to change a tire.

I can't believe a woman like you doesn't

know how to change one by herself.

How do you open this thing?

What do you mean by that?

A woman like me?

And what's this thing men have

that they're the superior species

just because they have a cock and

know how to handle a f***ing Jack?

What's your problem? You called

me to come and help you, right?

My problem is you, Vasco!

You're my problem.

People just don't reappear in

other people's lives just like that.

So you tell me.

Why did you call me in the first place?

I don't know.

- I wanted to be with you.

- Stop f***ing lying.

So I'm the liar, am I? All right. Ok.

I'm not the one playing

around as Vickie, am I?

Or pretending that I'm someone else?

Wait a moment, did you say Vickie?

Did you say Vickie?

F***ing look at me.

Did you say Vickie?

Motherf***er.

You're after Meireles, aren't you?

F***, Vasco. F***. You...

Do you know what you are?

You're the biggest whore I have ever met.

Maria, wait a second.

F***.

Come on?

What are you doing?

No, no, don't do that.

Step outside. Stop that.

- Are you out of your mind or what?

- Get the f*** in.

Are you crazy?

You better buckle up.

- Having fun? Slow down, please.

- Do you have a wire on Meireles?

- Slow this sh*t down, please.

- Is Meireles on a wire?

- Slow down the f***ing car...

- Or else?

Or else... I don't know, I'll arrest you.

Got that?

Keep your hands on the wheel.

What do you want from me?

What I want from you?

I need you, Maria.

Keep your eyes on the road.

I need you to make Meireles admit

on his cell that he took money

to license that project, do

you understand?

- Anything else?

- Yes ma'm.

I want you to talk him into leaving the

country with you and his money.

I wanna caught him red-handed,

understand that too.

What makes you think I'll help you?

Just because you're a good f***?

Because it's the only way I can keep you

out of the case. If you collaborate.

Because if you don't, do you

know what happens, baby?

Accomplice, you're an accomplice.

Get that? Accomplice...

- Accomplice?

- Accomplice.

Are you kidding me?

- This has nothing to do with me.

- We have you on the wire, Maria.

We know you talked Meireles

into taking the money...

Maria, I'm trying to help you.

But if you don't do as I ask,

you're completely f***ed.

And then, neither I or anyone can

help you, do you understand?

You're such a motherf***er.

I'm never gonna get rid of you, am I...

- What is that, is it...

- It wasn't a question.

I'll think about it.

In the meantime,

I want you to promise that

you'll catch the f***er who

beat a friend of mine.

It shouldn't be hard...

His name is there.

The stupid girl fell in love.

Everybody has their weak spot, don't they?

Vickie?

- Good night, Mr President.

- Hi.

- I'm I talking to a rich man already?

- I think so.

How much did they offer?

Let me guess. Three million?

- More.

- Five?

Yes.

- Cash?

- Of course.

- Great. Did you approve the project?

- I did.

Motherf***er! Caught you now!

Open sesame!

Let's eat him rare.

Find this guy!

I thought five million Euros

would be more impressive.

It's my first time at your place.

I never bring clients home.

But now...

You're more than a client.

What's the matter?

Scared of having that much

money at hand, is that it?

It's all this sh*t at the same time.

Carlos, look at me.

- You know what you could do?

- What?

Open a foreign account

and put the money there.

What do you think?

We'll take the chance and spend a

week abroad, just the two of us.

- Let's say... London.

- London...

From there, you can open an

account at the Cayman Islands.

And we'll be together,

with no one to bother us.

- We can do some shopping...

- A lot of shopping...

- And go to shows at the West End.

- West End, wherever you want.

- And we can even watch Chelsea play...

- Chelsea, that's great.

A week when you won't have to think of

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