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I used to think we all had choices.

If you don't like doing it, go do something else.

Don't be evicted.

I can only chose from what I've got in front of me, right?

But now, looks to me like I'm not as free as I thought I was.

Fact is, I don't even know who I am anymore.

Yes, bruv.

How you been man?

Good man, busy.

Look at the state in all of you.

- I hadn't seen my brother for months.

Cab service.

Yeah, where are you going?

Take it.

How many times Michael man, I'm not interested.

When you gonna wake up, Leo?

College won't pay you nothing, you know.

It's just a little business, yeah?

No stress, it's easy money, man.

It's always easy money, with you.

Hey, you're no better than me, you know, Leo.

Remember that.

Look, if I fail these exams, I'm finished.

This is important to me Michael yeah, I've been working at...

So?

Well what did he say?

- Fucking hell man, now what? - Mike.

Yeah... Oh, Leo.

Leo!

They want bacon, sausage and beans, please.

Take bacon and sausage, it's that simple!

It's in your orders there.

Lift your head up and look at the orders.

I'm trying to get some work done, Michael.

I told you already!

Yeah, alright yeah, ok.

- Thirty grand. - In cash?

And if I don't pay it back, I'm fucked.

What are you doing dealing with that kind of money?

I need you to help me Leo.

Which one?

That one?

That one there.

Keeps pushing us off the pitch.

I paid a ton of people for this and now I can't even get near it.

Look, when the pullers come out of there,

we take them to the real party, you get me?

He's going to a sauna,

to get half the entry fee.

We go up to a house,

it's off the hourly fee.

- How much is that? - For us?

Minimum one-fifty an hour.

But that wanker keeps pushing me off.

- So what's his cut? - You got to be joking?

That dumb ass cunt,

- not a cent, man. - And you're surprised he wants you gone...

He's in my way.

But we don't know if he's going in with a suit.

Exactly.

So let's go and fix the fucker good and proper, yeah?

And see what he says after that.

Hey.

Let me talk to him.

- Alright? - Fuck off boy.

Look this pitch is ours now, yeah?

And who the fuck are you exactly?

New car service.

Be reasonable yeah, we can work this out.

What's your name?

Fuck off, you little black cunt.

- Cab sir? - Oh you fucking dumb...

- What's your name? - Ron.

Give me a minute, will you Ron.

Where are you off to, mate?

It's on me.

- How much? - Leo, what're you doing?

I said how much?

We don't owe him nothing, look at the pussy.

Fifty percent.

Fifty in cash a night.

For each of you.

Plus fifty percent off any sauna entrance fees.

He's done.

Any problems, you call me.

Stocked and good profited me.

I should have told Michael right then, forget about the rest of it,

I don't wanna know.

- Peter was the money man. - Hey man.

Out on the street, you wouldn't have looked at him twice.

- Who is he? - Leo, my brother.

See you in a second.

All good?

And we won't, me and my brother have come.

Fine, we'll get all three, chose the free one.

I like to pull on hair, so I hope that's alright.

- No, I'm gonna put it up for you. - Na, na, make it, make it.

- Two three, for an hour? - Two three for an hour?

- Four hundred. - Four hundred?

- Two and a half hours. - Two and a half hours?

You don't need that time at all.

So how much, so is it just like a couple girls, two girls? Three girls?

This was Lara's house.

Sounds weird, but it felt kind of,

respectable.

How about five girls?

I'm talking about me and my friends coming in and fuck off.

Fuck off.

That ain't happening, you know.

I don't know ladies, let's go upstairs.

Lay the money on the table then.

- Ok girls, can you go? - Cheers love.

Bye ladies.

- Michael. - See you around.

- So, it's been quiet. What's been happening? - Come on,

So serious Peter.

- Hmm. - Who's the new girl?

- Candy. - She looks pretty.

What did I tell you Leo?

Proper cash to be made here, you get me?

It's driving from A to B, it's as simple as that.

You get your own car.

You can use one of ours.

Look, work the weekends,

study in the week.

Everybody's happy.

And you,

you get to stop flipping burgers, and make some real cash.

Best of both worlds, Leo.

Best of both worlds.

Come on, we what it.

Go make some burgers with another company.

Alright Leo?

Good evening, gentlemen.

Wait in there.

I don't like sharing.

You know what, it's ok.

I'll uh, drop by later.

You sure?

Sure.

I always thought the establishment,

the middle classes, they were good.

You know.

But when I saw the men that go with these girls,

the men involved in this,

not just celebrities, and footballers,

proper people, police, lawyers, business men.

It was an industry, and I wanted to be a part of it.

Feels good.

What are you looking at?

You.

What's your name?

- Leo. - Hmm.

Short for Leopold?

No.

Mm.

Leonard?

Leom?

Wrong again.

Well?

Leofric.

What kind of fucking name is that?

- So what does it mean? - My name.

You fucking stupid or something?

What?

Oh I see.

You're embarrassed.

You don't want me to know, because it means man with small cock.

Or something like that.

You're funny, you know that?

So you gonna tell me, or what?

Powerful.

Powerful.

Mm.

So what's your name?

Natalina, Nadia to my friends.

A lucky name, where I come from.

Lucky.

Some fucking joke.

So where are you from?

Natalina.

Brazil.

You?

Campton town.

Thank you.

Mr. Small cock.

My pleasure,

Miss fucking joke.

Funny guy.

Give me your number.

Uh, it's on me.

Don't go getting funny ideas, because I want you to drive me home.

See you later.

Leo.

[doorbell rings

Don't get me wrong, I don't like drugs.

But I told myself it was good business.

I was providing a service.

So, all good?

What kind of shit, do you call that?

Hundred and fifty quid for that?

Let's have the bastard.

You wanna walk home?

Let's go.

Oi! What's up?

Shit.

Oh.

Someone reined your car, man.

- Yeah. - You should fucking kill him.

- It's nothing? - Nothing?

You English are so uptight.

- Let it out, kill the fucker. - Easy Nadia.

Don't give me easy.

What does it mean, easy.

You know, it's been a long night, Nadia.

I'm tired.

Yeah.

Me too.

You wanna come in?

- Don't do me any fucking favors. - No, it...

Yes.

Stop it!

Give it to me.

Johnny.

Piss off, I'm busy.

- I'm Leo. - Who?

- Ron's mate. - Ron, who's Ron?

From the club.

- What'd you say your name was? - Look Ron, said you could help me out.

Help you out how?

I've got some business for you.

Leo?

- Ron's mate, Leo? - That's right.

Why didn't you fucking say so, you prick.

You got the money?

Where is it mate?

Don't get to see what you're selling first?

No, you don't understand me mate.

You give me the money, I got get the gear.

- While you wait here, I'll bring the stuff. - So where is it then?

It's none of your fucking business is it mate,

it's not for you to know, is it prick?

Thanks Johnny, I'll find my own way out.

Oh what's your fucking problem?

- Johnny. - What?

You can pay me later.

Two grand.

I've got the money.

I'm gonna trust you.

Why?

Johnny.

And what if I just disappear?

Anything else you need, come see us.

Right?

- How much? - Three thousand.

- You can get more? - No.

Come on, Leo man.

It's easy money.

Pussy.

That shit's going to get you deep into trouble, Michael.

What's your fucking problem, Leo?

You can have it on one condition.

Anything you want.

That you keep some back for my clients.

Don't be cutting it up and giving it back to me.

Don't worry man.

- Don't be shoving it all up your nose either. - What?

COD, yeah?

Yeah right, course it is.

Mmm.

- It's some good shit bro? - Michael man, where's my money?

Easy, Leo man.

Anyone think you didn't trust me.

Be serious, yeah?

Got debts to pay.

Two weeks, those people sat there. Alright?

Don't know what you're talking about.

You're thinking about the blue one that's already gone.

And you want Steve to deal with it?

For fucks sake.

We should scale this thing up?

- Make some real money. - It's not for me.

You got any idea what you're dealing with here?

Ilir wasn't the kind of man you say no to.

But I didn't want to owe him anything, ever.

For my little sister.

So where you sending the cash?

Jealous Leo?

Just interested.

You sure about that?

Don't tell me then.

My mom.

They have some land now.

They're gonna build a house.

And I'm gonna live there.

With her and my younger sister.

Sounds good.

Yeah.

It is good.

what about your dad?

He's dead.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Don't be.

He was a bastard.

I wish I'd killed him myself when I had the chance.

He raped me.

And then he pimped me to his friends.

You think I'm just one more little whore?

Trying to twist you around my little finger.

I didn't say that.

You don't have to.

The last thing I expected was a call from Peter.

I won't lie, I was flattered.

I felt important.

He's new to us.

You always video this stuff?

I like to keep an eye on things.

Who is he?

Patrice Larrieu, he's in town for the summit.

Reckons he's knows what he wants.

We don't seem to have it.

Do what you can.

Whatever you charge, split it with us.

Just make him happy.

What about her?

No.

What about her?

No.

Her?

I'll tell you,

it felt kind of wrong cruising around looking at unsuspecting girls.

But I needed to find out what Patrice wanted.

Oh! I do like her.

Ok.

Back then, I was excited.

It was a business opportunity.

And I had the connections, I could deliver.

I can get you that.

For a price.

Once I knew what Patrice was looking for,

I could call the shots.

He might have been a powerful man,

but I had what he needed, so I knew I could make some serious cash.

- Hello? - Patrice.

It's Leo

Hello.

I have found exactly what you're looking for.

But there is a problem.

She's already under contract.

Now I can get her released,

but that's fifteen thousand.

She's a thousand an hour after that.

Fuck.

It's more than I expected.

Well she's a very special girl.

I don't have that kind of money to hand.

I need some time.

I need two hours.

- There you go boss. - Cheers lad.

Hi, you alright?

- I'm Leo. - Andrea.

This way.

You ok?

Sure.

Patrice paid twenty-seven thousand for three days.

Andrea earned twelve thousand.

I get five thousand, for Johnny.

Those brown envelopes just kept on coming.

I split the rest, fifty-fifty with Lara.

That left me with five thousand.

Not bad for a nights work.

Seemed everything I touched turned to profit.

I was good at this.

It came easy to me.

At that moment, I could do anything.

Looks good.

- Mm. - Mm.

So you're a fucking pimp now?

It ain't like that.

You fuck all your girls, pimp?

She wasn't my type.

Bastard.

Hey.

Come here.

So be like that.

Don't think you can get from me, like that.

I'm not going to sit around and wait,

while you fuck every girl you sell.

Nadia, you're a stripper for God sake.

So?

That gives you the right to treat me like shit?

Fucking bastard.

All I'm saying is I'm not going to make any promises.

Promises?

Fuck you!

Get off me!

I want you.

Ok, I want you.

If I ever catch you screwing any of those whores.

I'll kill you.

You get me?

Blood.

You can't keep driving forever mate.

Suits me right now.

Thing is...

I got plans for you.

You and me,

we're gonna open a house.

Split the costs, split the profits, fifty-fifty, down the middle.

It's where the real money is.

We're gonna be a team, Leo.

A partnership.

Proper businessmen.

Have a think about it.

I've never been successful at anything before.

You got to be honest about what your skills are, right?

Play to your strengths.

The way I saw it, this was a great opportunity, and I didn't want to miss it.

It wasn't all profit.

The rent was steep on a place like this, and there was plenty of overhead.

Oh where's my fucking beers?

We got to sort that out.

ASAP.

Houses were always a target,

so we needed protection.

Which didn't come cheap.

At any time there could be thousands of pounds in cash and drugs in the house.

I don't like guns,

but Johnny liked to keep his little friend, nearby.

Insurance he called it.

Do you like jazz?

The clients we wanted liked to use their company credit cards.

I bought in Peter.

His job was to set up a company to give us cover

and make sure no-one asked the wrong questions.

After all, it ain't easy to explain the way thousands appear in your bank account,

every night.

Every time he went to withdraw our money, he risked getting caught.

All it would take is nosey member of staff alerting police or worse,

the tax office.

All yours gentlemen.

Fucking epic.

It's a lot of fucking money, mate.

Then there were the girls.

I wanted my girls to be treated right.

Not trafficked, underage,

none of that.

Look, can I just stay here tonight?

Please.

I ain't your pimp, understand? You come to work here,

you do a shift, you get paid, and then you go home.

I was gonna do it right.

Listen, I've got a problem, I could do with your help.

We might have been illegal, but we were legit.

Part of the industry.

And I wanted my girls to be happy.

It's ok.

Every house needs needs a house mom, and Nadia was perfect.

To be honest, I think she wanted to keep an eye on me.

She was there to manage the girls.

- Next week. - You sure?

Nadia made sure they couldn't take our clients numbers.

And meet them away from the house.

I need to make a call.

No phones, you know that.

- Hey Angel. - Hey.

What's her fucking problem?

She's alright.

She thinks she's right fucking special that one.

You know the rules, it's her job.

I have something for you.

Thanks.

Got a head rush.

In London, all the houses closed on a Sunday.

So we opened.

- Hello. - Hello.

- Come on in. - Thank you.

I was amazed.

Punters should have been at home with their families.

But they couldn't get enough.

- Hello you. - Hello.

If you ask me, low life's, all of them.

Ah, ha-ha.

- What is it with you? - Got work to do.

What the fuck is that about?

I like a college boy.

Come on mate, it'll soften you up.

- It's not for me. - Want's that supposed to mean?

I've seen what that shit can do.

Well that's why we like, is that right girls?

He doesn't drink or smoke.

What is your thing?

I mean everybody's got a thing, otherwise they just fucking normal.

Normal?

You call this normal?

Oh wait, no, no.

I know what it is.

He's not one if us, is he Leo?

Oh yeah, yeah.

Ah.

Oh lovely.

Get your hands off of me.

I'm just being friendly aye?

Delicious.

Oh look at that.

Lighten up.

Just remember,

you don't ever want to trust these women, yeah.

- Hey. - Oi.

Don't be a stupid fucking cow, yeah?

Yeah?

Come here.

See who's controlling them?

Ask yourself that questing, yeah?

Come here.

Everywhere I turn, there was money.

We were taking proper cash.

Tens of thousands every week.

Thursday's was our best night.

When the bankers came out.

- Hello. - Hello.

Bankers spend sixty grand a pop, no problem.

They pay for booze, coke, Viagra,

if we ran out of the real stuff we'd sell them paracetamol.

They didn't give a shit.

I had five bank accounts and three identities.

I had it all, the business, the cash, the girl.

What are you hiding Leo?

Why don't you show me your house?

It's a bed sit, Nadia.

Are you married?

Do I look married?

What the fuck does married look like?

Do I look married?

Idiot.

So who's this then?

My little sister.

And you expect me to believe this?

Nadia, she's 20 now.

- When was the last time you saw her? - A few months ago.

- Hello. - You alright, darling?

Come on in.

Meet Angel.

How about you?

What?

I want you.

I'm not for sale.

Come on love.

We've all got our price, don't we?

Sorry mate, look, do you know what?

She's my fiancé.

- Sorry bruv. - No, it's ok.

No worries.

So you think I should do it?

I didn't say that.

What do you want?

What about us?

I can't make the decision for you.

What about me? What would you think of me?

I don't know.

So you think of me as a prostitute already?

Aye easy.

You know what?

I'll do it.

I wanna do it.

You do?

Yeah.

I can make a lot of money.

And it's only sex right?

It's nothing.

I can charge what I want, yeah?

Have some fun.

And it won't change anything.

You won't care.

It'll go on just the same as before.

Cause it doesn't matter, right?

It's not important.

You're a fucking coward, Leo.

That's what you are.

You've got no fucking balls.

I'll fucking do it.

But I tell you something,

you won't tell me who I can or can't fuck.

Understand?

Why would I want to sleep with a man like you?

Look at you.

I am paying, aren't I?

What? Three hundred an hour.

How do you expect me to fuck you for that?

Then how much?

You can't afford me.

One thousand.

Fuck off.

- Three thousand. - Who's this joker?

Five thousand.

An ugly bastard like you?

Ten thousand.

Are you deaf?

As well as ugly?

Name your price.

Fifteen thousand.

Fourteen.

Ok.

First you go and take a fucking shower.

Nice work, babe.

That one there is going to earn us a fortune.

We ain't taking any.

She can keep it.

You ought to be careful Leo.

Prick.

I wanna do it, without.

I wanna make love.

I'm on the fucking pill you idiot.

Where is he, Leo?

Where's our fucking money?

Has he done this before?

Once, but not for this long.

Lara I don't have much time.

I really need that money.

Be careful Leo.

Thanks Leo.

Hey come on Candy, I told you about that.

Peter where are you?

Hey, give me that.

- No. - Cand.

- No. - Come one.

Come on, Candy.

Oh, Leo.

He'll be here.

Well he better fucking have be.

God play the piper Leo.

Oh easy, fellas.

Alright, alright, alright.

- Alright. - Aye?

What can I do for you?

For what you want, that's the price.

Take it, or leave it.

Candy, come on.

Listen, she's fucking picking on me.

It's good money.

Then get Angel to do it.

- It's too late for that. - I won't do it.

I won't fucking do it!

You're here to do a fucking job.

Understand?

There's five of them.

Oh my God.

Oh my God.

Hey.

Fuck.

- Come on. - Fucking do it.

I just want to feel you.

This is fucking great.

It's the best fucking shit.

Like a fucking

Oh no darling, I'll fuck you.

Fucking best.

- Right if... - Can't.

How is that?

You did a lot of that.

Alright, my turn.

It's alright.

This is the shit.

Fucking ain't cut me nothing, either.

I swear to God, like this is the fucking pooch.

Ah, should we do some more?

Let's get some more out.

Next is fucking cocktails, yeah?

Hey.

- What do you want? - Right.

Don't be funny.

Ok, alright, settle, I surrender.

Here you go gorgeous.

Let's get a fucking Uber.

Does it bore you to open the fucking door?

What I want to know is where were you?

- I told you... - Shut up!

So this is how you run your business is it?

Get it sorted.

So how many was there?

Three.

- Maybe four. - And what was he? Was he fucking full?

I don't know.

Fuck.

Where was you, aye?

Starting to fucking worry about you now.

Cause I don't fucking know you, do I, really?

Don't you dare.

Don't even think it.

How the fuck did they know we wouldn't be here?

Can you fucking search those bitches, or not?

Bloody fucking cunts.

One of them, sent a fucking text message.

Leave.

Speak about this,

take time, I will sort it.

- You'll sort it? - Yes.

How?

Trust me.

Every fucking penny, you know.

Yeah?

It's all there.

- Want to fuck him over, alright? - I will.

Pete what's going on?

I can't go on like this, I've gotta,

clean myself up, I've got to get out of here.

So go.

No-one's forcing you to stay.

But you can't take what is not yours, be clear about that...

Leo, you don't know what it's like selling out these companies.

Ok, because if it goes wrong, I'm fucked!

I am fucked!

Fucked!

Peter.

Listen to me.

I will hand you over to Ilir.

Please Leo,

just give me some time to sort things out.

- Please. - I don't have time.

Peter, I don't have time.

Get it sorted.

I could see a way out.

Get the money, pay them off.

I wasn't cut out for this.

I'll fucking cut your fucking face, yeah?

Understand me? You understand?

I'll fucking cut.

She says she don't know fucking nothing.

You fucking talk to her.

You've got to tell me, Candy.

Ok?

- If you don't, I can't help you. - Don't.

Who did it?

Do you know, fuck this! You've got three fucking seconds.

The fuck?

- You're too soft mate, she's fucking laughing. - Give me the gun!

The filthy slut's got you wrapped around her little fucking finger.

You know, fuck this!

What's your fucking problem now, aye?

- What's she... - Do you not literally know why?

- What after what she did? - I don't care what she did!

We can do the fuck we like.

No-one's gonna bother looking for a filthy fucking slut, like her!

This isn't the way I do business!

Well maybe you're in the wrong fucking business aye?

Alright then Leo.

You have it your fucking way.

I'll see you later gorgeous.

Gotta start talking, Candy.

Where's your passport?

Oh no.

She talked.

Good.

No!

Peter.

That's right.

Yeah I know where it is.

So, no more hitches.

Maybe we can have some fun.

Think this man needs to crack a nut.

- I'm sure Angel would only be too pleased. - No, Leo.

No Angel.

Ok, there's a new girl in tonight.

Do you know what, I don't think he gets it.

No he understands.

I'm right about you, aren't I Leo?

- Not Nadia. - Not Nadia.

You're happy for her to sleep with strangers, why not me, Leo?

A friend.

Let me have a crack at her.

Stuck up bitch.

What?

No way Leo.

- Not him. - You know what he'll do, if you refuse.

No, no, no.

I'm not your fucking whore.

And I won't fuck him, he's a dog.

Tell him to fuck off!

Listen, you've got to do this, Nadia.

Ok, have no choice about it.

Understand?

If you're too scared to tell him to fuck off,

I'll do it myself.

- Fuck off! - Shh, listen.

Fuck you!

Oh!

Oh!

Get yourself fixed up.

Go easy mate.

- Make yourself sick. - Fuck off.

Don't be like that.

You don't really care who that tart fucks, do you?

You wouldn't understand.

What's that supposed to mean?

Forget it.

Don't talk down to me, understand?

You weren't nothing before I bought you in.

I fucking made you.

And I made you Johnny.

Don't you forget that.

You're a lucky man, Leo.

Johnny.

Everything has its price.

I just didn't understand how we'd pay.

Bastard!

Fucking bastard!

I hate you!

What do you want from me Nadia, huh?

Huh?

I'm your pimp.

I run a fucking brothel.

You wanna give all this up, huh?

Come live in the bed sit with me?

I gave Nadia the money.

She'd earned it.

Be lucky, Leo.

I got no excuses.

In the house I was somebody.

But that dirty money,

it made me somebody I'm not.

It's ok.

Name your price.

Get yourself fixed up.

If you take us out of the city, you should get less clients.

He's a beat.

You got beat.

You bastard.

- He's like a grandfather. - Oh shush.

Oi, I made you.

Leave.

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