Skin Traffik Page #2

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you gotta just kill me.

I guess you are more afraid of

my employee than he is of you.

He just wants the disk. And you were right:

I wouldn't have killed your daughter.

I'm so sorry.

- Do you see it?!

- HELP!!

- You were warned!

- HELP!!

Please, help! Please!

Get her in the car!

You shut up!

You won't say anything, will you? No?

Good girl.

BASTARD!!

Yes... yes I am,

And you're a whore.

We all know what whores do.

There's a customer upstairs. [...]

- You hear that?

- What was that?

Where's my dinner?

I'm at the Common Inn, on Great Stand drive.

We need help here.

- Can [...] emergency?

- Look, I need an ambulance, right away.

- Sorry, can you repeat...?

- WAAIT!!

There's an ambulance on the way.

She'll be fine.

But I can't be here. I can not be here

when the police come.

- Then go!

- Go where?!

Look, you will not help me before.

Please.

Looks like somebody was mad about the service.

- How many dead?

- Eight tough.

Clean upstairs.

Sshhit!

It gets worse.

Whoever did this, [...] didn't at all like him.

Well, not that I did myself.

Still, what goes around, comes around.

Aye, Sergei?

- You know who did?

- Nope.

Not a customer.

They said they've never seen him before.

[...] that she did.

Alright then. Usual drill.

Alright. Take it a full description.

The rec from CCTV?

I'll bet their partners didn't know about this.

- Jesus!

- That's our man.

Alright, look - get this issued, right?

But not to the press just yet, alright?

Not 'til I know what's going on.

This didn't happen because of a bad blowj*b!

And find out who THAT is!

Thank you for what you did.

I know [...] be traumatized

for the rest of her life,

but... thank you.

Those bastards! deserved it.

Every bullet.

What did you say your name was?

I didn't.

Okay.

Can I ask you what is your story?

You can ask.

But I will not get the answer.

Not one that you like.

This is not the end of it, you know?

They won't let you just... do that and walk away.

Yeah, I know.

I can help.

I know a little bit about them.

What they do.

If you want my help, you need to tell me

everything you know.

I need for you to help me find my sister.

Jessica.

I have not seen her for more than... one year.

- What happened to her?

- I don't know.

Think she managed to get out,

find her way home?

No. She get put to another place,

like you just seen.

We both end up... meat.

I'm Anna, by the way.

- Look, if she's alive...

- She's ALIVE!

She's alive.

Then, I'll find her.

Why we stop?

I need to make a phone call.

Unless you want to sleep in the car tonight.

Ohh... so you pull over because you don't want

to break the law by calling while driving?

It seems alone unarmed man entered the building,

somehow overpowered and then killed

the gang of heavily armed criminals...

as we understand were involved

in the illegal trafficking of women.

Hello?

I need a safe-house.

I know. I'm just watching the news.

I was surprised to see you back in business.

I'm not.

A charity work?

It's been a while, you've gotten sentimental.

Can you help me or not?

Can I help you...

423 Eastwood Walk.

Southeast.

- Combination of old.

- Thanks.

We missed you badly.

Now when you're back from vacation,

we'll be in touch.

So, who was that?

My Dad.

How is he?

Bradley's active again. Location 5.

Arrange a wake-up call.

Ohhh... your Dad have nice taste.

Wait here.

There is a room upstairs, you can relax.

You might find some old clothes in there.

- Take a shower or do what you gotta do.

- I'll take bath.

I'll check the kitchen...

- I'm starving!

- See if there is anything to eat.

It look good.

Not bad for tin cans and frozen sticks.

What is this?

You stop for a nuclear war or something?

Something.

Who are you?

What do you do?

I cook.

Badly, but...

go ahead and eat.

This is good.

Old family recipe?

I don't have a family.

- I'm sorry.

- It's okay.

It was a long time ago.

What about your family?

Jessica?

Jessica and I were very close.

I was supposed to...

take care of her,

because...

I'm her big sister.

And I could not do it.

It's okay.

Try to eat. Gets your strength back.

What did Jessica look like?

I have picture.

I get it.

See?

This is Jessica.

That's Jessica?

I've saved.

What happened? Who hit us?

Wasn't a competitor, wasn't a gang [...] over,

just talk to the man on the inside

and what I'm hearing from the girls...

it was one man.

- One man?

- One man.

Who the hell was it?

No idea.

Can't even get a hold onto the surveillance 'til

tomorrow morning, after it's packed and stashed.

Nobody even never seen him before.

Not one girl recognize him.

Well, somebody who can do

something like that on his own...

can't be too hard to find.

What I'm saying is somebody who can

wipe out everybody like that...

by themselves, it can be narrowed down a bit, right?

We would know somebody like that.

Not necessarily.

People like that are very dangerous.

Not born that way. Except for my case.

They're created.

You never hear anything about them, because

everyone who ever met them is gone.

Try:
f***ing bloke's in, tears the place out,

makes a phone call and leaves us, f***, [...] nuts!

That girls could be talking to anybody,

had no idea what kind of freak

shows and get through that place.

Nice [...].

- Crazy Hat...

- What?

My grandfather fought at Arnhem.

American Airborne.

Fought against the SS division.

Called themselves The Crazy Hats.

I do not know how to say in German, but, um...

never called that by their own side.

Soldiers who had lost their families

and lost everything.

They wore a same kind of uniform and a hat, so

they'd be shot as soon as they put their hands up.

My grandfather said that Krauts

were pretty tough when they fought.

But in the end, they would rather live than die.

These other characters, I guess...

thought it was a suicide mission, eh?

Wanted to die for what they believed then.

The whole thing was a game.

Maybe that's what we're up against.

Well. if that's the case, then... someone has lost

control over pretty serious piece of ordnance.

We're better off just walking away,

taking the hit,

and... let... letting somebody else

worry about this.

Well, gonna have to get some kind of photo ID

on the cap, because you know what?

It's the only thing anybody's gonna be

up to anything to find a way...

I'll have it by daybreak.

- Listen, I have to get out of here.

- Okay.

- Who were they? Police?

- No.

- Who then?

- Old friends.

How did they knew we were there?

Why they trying to kill us?

That's what I'm gonna find out.

- Oh f***!

- [...] in the back. Keep your head down. - OK.

Morning, [...]

I want the breakfast special, please.

Um... and coffee.

Make that two, but two tea, please.

What the f*** was that?

Who are these men?

Why were they chasing us?

They are chasing you.

Who are you?

I told you:

You wouldn't like the answer.

What can you tell me about Jessica?

Did you pick anything up from your captors,

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