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You know, the usual-

marriage, babies, death.

How do you make your money?

Like, how do you pay your bills?

As in, do I have a job?

I'm an online friend.

Sounds a bit porn-y.

Can be.

Doesn't have to.

Sometimes a friend

is just a friend.

It's called Cam to Cam.

You should check it out.

It's tons of fun.

Naughty or nice, you decide.

And, best of all,

there's no contact of any kind.

No touching.

No nasty STDs.

You can perform for money

or just chat.

No pressure.

Sometimes I just play

the violin.

Naked.

I'm not the performer type.

That's what they all say.

Come, then, the night awaits.

I-I should go.

- Oh, no, princess.

You need a drink.

That obvious, huh?

. Hey, you! Stop!

Hey, you! Stop!

Oh, my God,

this guy was totally into you.

- No, he wasn't.

You're so crazy.

He was watching you

all the time.

- Thank you

for showing me around.

I-I owe you.

Nightcap?

I have to unpack.

- Room 504,

if you change your mind.

Bye.

- You know, there's a reason

people like her

go for fresh meat like you.

Every night you go out

on the piss, and for what?

You wake up after the clubbing,

the blow, the internet hookups.

You wake up and you realize

none of it's real.

It's all just a dream.

And the worst part is,

it's not even your dream.

It's the dream of whoever

you said you were last night,

when everyone thought

you were the sh*t.

You're back to being you.

And you f***ing hate it.

I mean, that's why you came

to Thailand in the first place,

right?

You came for that

adrenaline boner

that only new blood can give.

And when it's gone again,

well...

it's gone.

- You sound like

a bunch of vampires.

I wish.

Hey.

Just do yourself a favor-

And do what?

Watch yourself.

- Look, it's not like that

with me.

She's just showing me around.

Good night.

Oh, my God!

- I check to see

everything okay.

Everything okay?

What are you doing in my room?

- I thought you still out there

with your lesbian girl.

Get the f*** out of my room.

Cool at night, I work then.

Too hot in day.

- Okay, just please,

get out of my room.

- I fix your rail,

and put new brace.

And I wouldn't lean on it.

I won't.

And, you see?

A new air-fan blade.

I put there.

Brand-new one.

Great.

I'm in my pager number.

You want it?

- Not today.

Maybe-maybe tomorrow.

Oh, okay. Okay.

Sleep happy-

Yes.

Allison, it's mom.

Where are you'?

Why didn't you return my calls'?

Hey, Allie, this is Kevin.

Um... where are you'?

H's like 10:
30 right now,

and We were supposed to meet-

- This is to notify you

that We will be terminating

your service as-

Oh, my God.

Mm.

Okay, whatever.

Please don't kill me.

Please leave me alone.

Please leave me alone.

Go away!

Please leave me alone.

Crying

Where's Merit'?

- She's up in her flat,

being all weird and sh*t.

She basically told me

to f*** off.

Are you sure she's okay?

In what way?

- I mean, you talked to her,

right?

- That's kind what I'm saying,

yeah.

Aw, you worried?

- No.

No, it's just, with the whole

online stalker thing...

- They got him.

- What?

- Oh, yeah, Jade saw it

on the news this morning.

Russell Adkins, his name was.

He was packing two hatchets

and a Taser.

Sweet, huh?

Where is he now?

- Why?

You want to meet him?

- No, I'm just-

I'm just curious.

He's dead.

He kill himself

when the police try to stop him.

Disappointed?

Why would you say that?

- I don't know,

your expression, maybe?

- No, I'm just... glad

he's in hell where he belongs.

I'll see you around.

Mam, are you home'?

Marit!

Rest in peace, Lucy.

Oh, screw this.

Sh*t.

Sh*t.

Who is it?

It's me, Mike.

What's going on?

- You all right?

- Yeah, why?

- You just didn't seem

like yourself earlier.

- I don't think you know me

well enough to make that call.

I'm very intuitive.

Can I come in?

You'll find we're a pretty

tight-knit group here.

We look out for each other.

Being so far away from home

and all.

We like to get up

in each other's sh*t.

But then, I guess

you already knew that.

Ah, you come to appreciate it

after a while.

We're like family.

If, by family, you mean a-

a wasps' nest.

Did you know that Russell?

- Yeah. We all did.

Why?

- Because you didn't think

of mentioning it until now.

He was a freak job.

But, then, you meet

a lot of freak jobs

on a website like Cam to Cam.

- Freak jobs don't cut up

their playmates.

You'd be surprised.

Russell was like one of those

hard-core-gamer types.

The ones that always

have to be on level 10,

even when everyone else

is playing on level 5.

Do you know what I mean?

So, what you up to later?

Oh, I'm sorry,

did you have to be somewhere?

I'm leaving tomorrow.

I'm going back home.

I need to let management know.

- Oh, wow.

Sorry to hear that.

I thought you'd be here

for at least a couple of weeks.

You know,

I barely had a chance to say hi.

- Yeah, just a lot of

family things, change of plans.

Sucks.

But I'd wait till morning.

You definitely don't want to

interrupt Pigboy

during cocktail hour.

- Good advice.

Thank you.

- Well, seeing as it's

your last night in Bangkok,

can I at least buy you a drink?

- I'm just really busy

with packing...

I've, uh, taken a hostage.

Kidding.

Geez.

Beggings more my thing, anyway.

Please, don't make me beg.

I promise you,

it's not a pretty sight.

- I can't.

I'm sorry.

Coffee, then?

I'll have you back

in half an hour,

and you'll know every sordid

thing there is to know about me.

And more.

Promise.

Half an hour.

It's one of those places

you really have to see

before you die.

Wow.

- It's called Wat Arun-

Temple of Dawn.

It's best seen at dawn.

Well, maybe next time.

- I really hope

there is a next time.

Can I ask you a question?

Here we go again.

- Why do you take off your

clothes for total strangers?

It can't just be

about the money.

- Listen, Allie, you've got

to understand something.

Anyone, the instant

they log on to a social network,

any social network,

it's like...

it's like they're standing naked

in the middle

of Grand Central Station.

- Come on, that's a little bit

of a stretch, don't you-

- There are eyes out there,

Allie.

Thousands of them.

And they see everything.

You have no idea.

The world is watching,

and they're not all out

to friend you.

You either control the game

or it controls you.

There's no in between.

I'm just sorry your sister

had to learn that the hard way.

How did you know that?

That Lucy was your sister?

Someone dropped it in my bucket

this morning.

That, and a whole lot of other

cool sh*t about you.

- You hacked me.

You a**hole!

I could've, but I didn't.

The girl in the photo, in the

tutu, that's your sister, right?

That's Lucy.

- I'm out of here.

Oh, come on, Allie, wait.

Come on, look, it turns out

we have a whole lot in common.

Stay away from me!

- Jesus, Allie,

why are you running?

I'm not gonna hurt you.

That was Russell's thing.

He was the sick,

self-loathing psychopath.

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