Pimp Bullies

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Help.

Do not.

Good evening, sir.

Come in.

- Hey, you're a very sexy guy.

- Thank you.

They are $ 20.

Have fun.

Whiskey, no ice.

- Five dollars.

- Keep the change.

- Do you want a lap dance?

- No, not today.

- Do not be shy, baby.

- Not tonight. Looking for someone.

Everyone here is looking for something.

I can help you find it?

I think I found it.

Ladies, get out.

I can? Buy you a drink?

Who the hell you think you are?

I just want to talk to you.

Get a psychiatrist, motherf***er.

My job is to dance.

Tonight earn money

just talk to me.

If you say, Daddy.

Yes?

How I can help?

Mr. Watson.

- Keep your hands in sight.

- Easy, man.

- Do not do anything stupid.

- I will if necessary.

What do you want?

About 15 years ago

met a young man.

Her name was Elizabeth.

Isabel ...

Yes, yes ...

Mr. James.

- What do you need?

- Your caddy is sick.

- What?

- This is Daniel.

New here and a good caddy.

He will play with you.

- Do you speak English?

- Yes, I speak.

My language skills

not a problem.

- Where are you?

- I'm from the Dominican Republic.

Dominican??

I was there several times.

Dancing merengue.

And drinking lots of rum.

I once had a girl there.

Long time. What was his name?

Sh*t. I have to stop drinking.

It sucks memory.

Never mind.

Take the bag, we're leaving.

Yes, sir.

Be careful with this.

I could kill someone.

- Hopefully not necessary.

- Did you say something?

No, sir.

We will do nine holes,

while the field is empty.

Now I remember his name.

Isabel.

Isabel was his name.

Help! Hands off me!

Help me!

- Calm down.

- Who the hell are you?

- Does not matter.

- What the hell do you want?

Relax, Julia.

No one can hear.

Just calm down.

I do not want to hurt you.

Did you know that a woman

your age and weight,

can pass between 20-30

minutes in the heat,

before starting to dehydrate

and lower your blood pressure?

Who are you and what the f*** do you want?

I want the truth, Julia.

And no lies.

- The truth about what?

- About Isabel.

Do you remember?

I know of no Isabel.

Who is Isabel?

Are you sure?

Miguel? Here?

Does anyone know where is Miguel?

Man, I'm talking about.

What's your name?

Tell me your f***ing name!

- Raul. What do you want?

- Where is Miguel?

- Sh*t, why did not you ask?

- I did.

On the fifth floor, man.

Thank you.

Hi, honey.

You want to talk?

- Do not move, Miguel!

- Bravo.

Put the gun down, Daniel.

Me not need it.

I'll tell you everything you want to know.

How do you know

my name is Daniel?

For 15 years I know

this day would come.

I want to know everything about Isabel.

I'll make some coffee.

It will be a long story.

All that

want to know about Elizabeth ...

began in his native country.

In Capotille.

Great business opportunities,

everywhere!

You have to order champagne

if you want me to stay with you.

You can order the same

Isabel would have ordered.

Who is Isabel?

Do not tell me that the

forgotten so soon?

It only took 15 years.

- You will invite the lady with champagne?

- She knows what I want.

Get me a Dom Perignon

with a portion of strawberries.

All right. Credit card

and identity.

That should do it.

Tell me about Isabel.

Isabel has long since

not around.

I want to know everything.

Just start at the beginning.

Miguel had hired.

He thought it was a gold mine.

I went to look for it and

I talked to her.

15 years ago

the police interrogated me.

- The investigation was closed.

- I know the story.

- Never found the murderer.

- Do you think I killed her?

Never.

Isabel loved.

He adored her.

Are you sure? How to

you love your wife?

You do not understand.

When you're my age, you'll understand

that not everything is as it seems.

Isabel was a very special woman.

What do you remember her?

I used to tell stories

about his life in his native country.

Very sad.

It was there that he met Miguel.

- Miguel Contreras?

- Yes

He played baseball,

before club owner ...

and began to be a

pimp famous among the rich.

He was the son of a b*tch

contraband brought here.

- Miguel?

- Isabel?

Isabel worked very hard to have

money to treat your child.

He worked as a cook

in a cafeteria.

But all in vain.

It was very difficult for Isabel.

Even his prayers to God

have avoided his fate.

The boat trip

It was not easy ...

especially when there

a storm at sea.

People supports amazing things

to come here.

I saw her again a couple of days

after arrival.

Michael asked me to look after her,

so I had to help her.

Teach them do their job,

what I like to call,

the secrets of prostitution.

Walk.

James.

- But what have we here ...

Hi, Daddy.

I hit the jackpot!

Welcome to my f***ing room.

Your host for today will be Mr. Kuk!

- Welcome.

- Enter.

Hi, Daddy.

Very beautiful.

Isabel at first afraid.

Quiet.

Do not be nervous.

Today I feel the

luckiest bastard ...

this whole f***ing empire.

This will be fun.

Yes, it will be fun.

- James ...

- God!

- Look at her.

- Look at that ass!

Everything will be fine.

It will be so good

and fun, is not it, James?

Yes, of course.

Go back to bed.

- Damn b*tch!

- What the hell are you doing?

You bit me, f***ing b*tch!

It's the same every time

you bring someone new.

- Enough!

- Son of a b*tch!

- Shut up, you idiot.

- Are you going to pick up or scream?

After that night, Isabel,

quickly entered the game.

Do not stop! Keep it up.

This is very good.

Thank you.

Here you go.

It was spectacular.

It became very popular.

Everyone wanted to be alone with her.

It was the new cat in town.

He stayed with a

lot of my clients.

It was the best thing is that

work in the world.

Elizabeth was a very good whore.

Generally no

f*** with prostitutes.

I let Raul

f*** her with his big cock.

He said that Elizabeth was

as good whore

which could be for days

f***ing her without interruption

without tiring.

A p*ssy like that not

easily find.

You seem to be very

proud of your delusions.

Deceptions??

This is a tough business.

Whores Pass smuggling

not like it was before.

When I brought her to Elizabeth,

whores smuggling

was to the nearest coast.

In the worst case, all you had to

Coast Guard bribe.

The girls were given ...

one false social security card,

dead people,

who had died in sites

as Minneapolis on New York.

And suddenly ...

Americans were so

as George Washington.

Yes, they were good times.

Log whores smuggled into the country.

What do you mean good times?

The September 11th changed all that.

Now I have to bring whores

from the border with Mexico.

Go across the border and

then come back.

The travel expenses, bribes,

paperwork. It's too much work.

Now, it's just

capital investment.

And as a good businessman,

I protect the value

investment.

And the value is calculated on the basis of

their relationships ...

with customers in the clubs.

My rules are very clear.

I offer shelter ...

Food. Food.

You are very beautiful.

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