Girls for Sale Page #2

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- I'm tired.

My body aches, this

thing I'm doing, it's...

Dirty.

- What do you got?

- I've seen this pimp.

- And?

- Could be tricky.

He looks like someone that

will make things tricky.

- Is there a story?

You're studying to be a

journalist, a reporter.

- Yes.

I have...

I've got something, but

I just need to go deeper.

- How deep?

- There's this girl and

she seems to like me.

- So?

- She invited me to

one of her parties.

I need money.

- How much does one visit cost?

- Something like 60 to 100.

- So you need more

money, more time.

- Yes, yes I do.

- At least get your

finger out, Radu.

Come on, we gotta work.

Here, take this, it looks like a

regular glasses

case, but it's not.

Don't lose it.

- How long have I got?

- How many minutes

are there in a day?

- Short notice.

- Look Radu, go and

get the evidence.

We need it.

- All right, all right.

- F*** off, Radu, just f*** off.

- Hey, one thing though.

If I do get this story,

promise me a job as a reporter?

- We'll see.

Don't let me down.

Don't let me down.

Go.

(gentle piano music)

- Day one.

Today I met...

A beautiful human soul in the

most unexpected of places.

I'm gonna go and see

her again tomorrow.

The story begins here.

(playful cheering)

- Which part of London

are you from, my friend?

- [Radu] East.

- East, okay.

- Yeah, I love it to bits.

- [VOICEOVER] What's

so special about it?

- I don't know, it's a

rich tapestry, you know?

(idle chatter)

(playful cheering)

- [Gino] Sorry my

friend, members only.

Are you a member?

- I'll give you a phone number.

- [Gino] So who do you know?

- [VOICEOVER] All right, Gino?

- Yeah, it's good.

- I know your man

here, how's it going?

- Who's this?

- He's been to a lot

of bars, that's all.

Listen kid, do you know

who you're talking to?

Take it easy, all right?

Just beat it, get away.

There's a nice peep joint

just down the road, all right?

- Get away, get away.

- You have a talent.

You have a goddamn talent.

You should be somewhere

else, not with these people.

Let me help you get away.

Give me a big kiss.

Come on.

(techno music)

- Dick.

- How you doing?

- How are you?

- Looking good.

- Thanks.

- There.

That is the one, fresh meat.

Good, but novice.

- Well just let them

take advantage, huh?

- True.

Why don't you go

and dance with her?

- You.

You don't tell me how

to wear and what to do!

I do what I want!

- Excellent.

Great.

Great.

You take care of her later on.

Come.

(ominous music)

- All right guys, we're

stopping for a pee break here.

Nataliya needs some fresh air.

Don't you, Nataliya?

(Nataliya whimpering)

- [Nataliya] No!

(sobs) No!

(man grunting)

(Nataliya sobbing and screaming)

(girl coughing)

- Poor girl.

She fainted.

Do you want some

fresh air as well?

(gentle piano music)

- Day one (mumbles).

I'm just going ahead and...

Think I found a way in.

I got (mumbles).

I'm (mumbles) the buses.

There's a girl who wants to run.

(laughing)

(speaking foreign language)

- So...

What's the name of that

girl you raped and tortured?

(laughing)

- What are you talking

about, you old woman?

- [VOICEOVER] Old woman?

Have you heard that, Bianca?

- Do you want Marie to

stick that heel in your ass?

- Oh yes please,

I would love that.

(laughing)

- No, oh not yet.

- Okay.

- (sobs) Don't kill me.

- You enjoy raping

people, do you?

So what's her name again

in case we didn't get it?

- (mumbles) her name is Elena.

- Her name's Elena.

(phone rings)

- Leo!

What can I do for you?

Shall I send Elena?

- Who's she?

- Beautiful girl.

She'll knock your socks

off even if they're smelly.

(laughing)

- Can I play?

Yeah.

Thank you.

- Sure.

(acoustic guitar music)

How long, baby, how long

Has that evening

train been gone

Tell me how long

- Wow.

- Wow.

(laughing)

I'm gonna make a

very important call.

You're gonna be needing

someone very special,

but before that, take

some pictures, you pose.

- Feels right.

- And another one.

Dan, you get in one.

Dan, get in one.

There.

Incredible.

(giggling)

Let's make a call.

One second.

Nell, I'm gonna wanna keep

her 'till the morning.

Yeah.

Okay.

Don't tell anyone about this.

It'll be our little

secret, okay?

- Okay.

Who's coming to see me?

- Bruce.

- Who's Bruce?

- He's a promoter.

- Oooh.

- Promoter from back home.

- Oh really?

- Yeah.

- When is he coming?

- Should be downstairs in

the basement, in the foyer.

Dan, you wanna see

if Bruce is here?

- Danny, honey bunny's home!

(speaking French)

Leo, huh?

Would you so kindly introduce

me to this heavenly lady?

- Hi, I'm Elena.

- Elena, this is Bruce.

- You look like a

million dollars.

- Thank you.

- Bruce is our man in

the music industry.

He's got over 20 years

experience finding over

30 artists who sold over

100 number one records.

- Wow.

- He's made about $200 million.

- Wow!

- I...

- I like your shoes by the way.

They look great.

- So do yours.

- Why thank you.

- You reckon you

wanna be a singer?

- Sorry?

Well yes.

(door closes)

There's a problem with this.

When can I go, I must get back.

- Don't stop!

Lady, we'll get you back soon.

Okay, try that again.

What's this I gotta

get back thing?

Is she a prisoner or something?

- Yeah, something like that.

- Well we gotta get her

out of that situation.

Her voice is a goldmine.

Elena!

Went to the station,

I didn't see no train

Down in my heart,

I have an aching pain

Say how long, yeah how long

Just tell me how long

(water running)

- [Elena] Don't come near me!

I hate you!

I'll stab you!

No.

Don't come close.

(mumbles).

- You look so

beautiful with a knife.

You want to stab me?

Go ahead, stab me.

Someone is going

to stab me anyway.

I'd rather be stabbed by a

beautiful woman like you.

Pretty face.

What's the matter?

(sobbing)

- I want to go home.

Have a family and a baby boy.

- I want to go back.

I want to go home too.

I want a baby.

I want a baby boy.

(sobbing)

I'm tired of this.

This is not what I

wanted to be in life.

- Then let me go.

Let me go.

Let me go.

Let me go.

(sobbing)

(gentle piano music)

- Day two.

Those girls are treading

much worse than I thought.

Alex was completely on edge.

Feels like something bad

could happen at any moment.

(idle chatter)

- See this?

- Bruce Shirk.

- Yeah, f***ing Bruce Shirk.

- Chairman, CEO, Shirk

Concert Promotions.

You want me to follow her.

- Yes, now.

- [Radu] I'll see you later.

- See you later, I'm tired.

(knocking)

- [Alex] Ma!

- Darling, long time no see.

- How are you?

I'm glad you made it.

- I'm sorry I'm late, hun.

I got held up in traffic.

- It's okay, coming

through, coming through.

- Ah yes, let's get

started, shall we?

Take your clothes off, sweetie.

- [Alex] Come here.

- How many girls

like her can you get?

- As many as you need.

Any more offers?

No?

She's yours.

We'll deliver in one week.

- [VOICEOVER] And

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