Holly Page #3

We go hotel?

You don't know who I am?

I many men.

We go room now, okay?

No.

No, no, no.

Patrick.

You know, cards?

The...motorcycle.

We picked the berries together.

I picked you up, remember?

You don't remember that?

I picked you up?

Remember?

Ma!

What you do?

Nothing.

I didn't do anything.

I have client waiting her.

You take her hotel or no?

I tired.

We boom boom now.

I go sleep, okay?

Listen to me.

No boom boom.

No yum yum.

Okay?

It's all right.

It's okay.

Come here.

It's okay.

It's all right.

Come on.

See?

Em dep lam.

Stop!

Come on.

You're crazy!

Stop it!

Stop!

I'm sorry.

Okay?

Hey.

Where the hell

did you go?

She need come back

morning.

You take her now.

Bring back morning.

$20.

You want?

Shoeshine, mister?

Shoeshine, mister?

Shoeshine, mister?

Shoeshine, mister?

No.

It's okay.

All right, come on.

It's okay.

It's okay.

It's all right.

Oh, yeah.

That's good.

Okay.

Come on.

- Ma angry! Ma kill you!

I need go back!

You're not going back there

ever again.

Do you understand?

What you think...

...we do?

What do you want to do?

I want to go village

right now.

You still love

your parents?

Yes.

Even after

what they did to you?

They no money food.

Mother all work hard.

Father sick.

He many drink.

I rich.

I give them money.

They no sell sister.

You're a good person.

Why don't you try

and get some sleep?

Hmm?

Come.

All right, all right.

All right, all right.

All right, all right.

All right, all right.

Now...

Come here.

"I don't sleep with

little girls, you sick f***."

No! N-no fight!

No good!

Hypocrite.

Import/export --

leave a message.

Hey, Freddie, it's me.

Listen, I'm sorry about that,

uh, shipment.

I had something come up.

I actually want to

talk to you about it,

and I need to come by

and pick up my money.

Uh...

why don't you give me a call?

I'm staying --

I'll just -- you know what?

I-I'll call you back.

I'll try you back later.

C-come. Sit.

What's up?

I love you.

What?

We go village.

Take sister.

Go America.

I wife you.

No. You --

you can't wife me.

You're, like, 12 years old,

all right?

You're a little kid.

I woman. I many men.

I can wife you.

Okay, uh...

Why don't you go

sit over there for now?

Go on. Go sit over there.

I mean it.

You no love me?

No, it's --

Okay, let's, uh --

let's just slow that down there.

You other girl.

I kill her.

No, nobody's gonna

kill anybody.

Sit --

- I kill you!

I love you!

You no other girl!

I jealous you!

You don't

need to be jealous.

W-where you go?

I'm just -- I got to --

I got to do some things.

I'll be back.

I don't know.

Try to get some sleep

or watch TV.

Do whatever you want,

okay?

Tomorrow...

we're gonna figure out

what to do.

Thank you.

All right, come on.

We no go Vietnam?

Yeah, we're going.

It's, uh -- it's just not that

easy to get across the border.

I think these people

can help.

Come on.

Hi.

Hello.

Can I help you?

Marie?

I really like your hair.

You hungry?

Why don't you go with Wen?

She'll get your breakfast.

Patrick come, too.

No.

Patrick and me need to talk

about how to help you.

Okay?

Go.

Come.

They are smuggled in.

The village where you found her

is run by the Vietnamese Mafia.

So...how do I

get her back home?

If you try

and take her back,

they will arrest her

for illegal immigration.

Probably arrest you,

as well.

What if I took her back

to the States?

You can't.

They've put a ban

on adoption from this region

in fear that people will use it

as a shield for trafficking.

But even if you could,

you really think

that you can take care of her?

I promised her that I would

try to help save her sister.

You don't even know

if you saved her yet.

What do you mean?

It takes five minutes

to rescue a girl from a brothel,

but it takes five years

to reintegrate her into society

and save her.

Listen, I appreciate

what you did. I do.

But if you really

did it for her,

you have to let it go.

So, I just dump her here,

and that's it?

That's the happy ending?

As long as it's not tragic,

it's happy.

Can I come visit her,

see how she's doing?

She's 12 years old,

and her male perspective

is of one who abuses,

rapes, and enslaves her.

Here, we try and make this girl

forget all this.

You're always gonna be

a part of this world.

It's not good for her.

And quite frankly,

I don't think it's good

for you, either.

Everything is fine now.

You are safe.

Can I take this?

Where Patrick?

You know where you are,

Holly?

In this place, we try to help

little kids like you,

kids who have been

to very bad places

instead of going to school,

playing with their friends.

You understand?

You're very lucky.

They're about to start

a dance class.

Do you like dancing?

Holly?

Holly.

Why are you not in your room,

sleeping,

like everybody else?

I wait Patrick.

Holly...

...Patrick

is not coming back.

So, you know?

Yeah, I know.

How bad?

Well, a couple local mob guys

came to my office today.

What are you thinking, man?

Are you stupid?

It was the right thing

to do, Freddie.

Right thing to do.

Yeah, well...

See that river there,

the Mekong?

How many f***ing millions of

bodies been rolling down that.

"The right thing to do."

You'd have been laying in that

thing if it wasn't for me.

Where's the girl?

No, she's gone.

They're not gonna buy that.

I don't care.

She's gone.

Here.

What's this?

- Take it.

It's a one-way ticket

to America.

I can't go back there, Freddie.

You know that.

You don't have

a f***ing choice.

Been 15 years, buddy.

Nobody remembers anything.

Get the f*** home.

Look, I gave them

what I owed you,

and I paid for the rest.

You're heading out tomorrow.

You're finished here.

I'm not going back.

They're gonna kill you,

Patrick, okay?

For once in your life,

you got lucky.

Take advantage of it.

Yeah.

I appreciate the thought.

Yeah.

Will you do me a favor?

Just tell me why.

Look, I know how it works,

all right?

I walk by

a hundred kids a day --

grabbing for hand-outs,

f***ing pushing

bullshit souvenirs.

Okay? And I know

you can't help them.

You can't even try.

You give them money,

someone takes it.

You teach them to beg.

How many bullshit souvenirs

does one guy need, anyway?

Then you develop

this glazed-eye stare.

You know, you walk straight.

You don't look at them.

And you never stop.

And then you're fine.

Long as you don't look

in their eyes, you're fine.

What the f*** does that

have to do with anything?

I stopped, Freddie.

It was just an accident,

but I stopped.

And I looked

into her eyes.

You can't stop, Patrick.

Got to keep moving.

Otherwise,

life moves right by.

You know, it's time.

You've been here too long.

These ain't your people.

Just go back to America.

If you're so worried

about little Vietnamese girls,

write your Congressman.

How you have photo?

You go Batdambang?

Yeah, Batdambang.

You know this girl?

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