All language subtitles for Death-Scort.Service.2015.720p.WEBRip.x264.AAC-[YTS.MX]

Hello, this is Candy.

Hello. Well, don't be shy, sugar. What
can I do you for?

I was looking for some company tonight.

Well, you've called the right lady.

What's your price?

I do suck, fuck, and clean up. $200.

Where can I meet you?

I'll text you the address.

By the way, what was your name?

Sure, sugar.

I can call you whatever you like. I'll
see you in a bit.

Come on in.

Why don't you sit right here, and I'm
going to go in the other room and

freshen up.

I'll make sleep.

Yep.

It's supposed to be chilly. Make sure
you cover yourself up.

You too.

I'm in stone.

And I carry a big gun.

I need sanctuary.

I thought we'd never meet again.

He must have paid you well to spend the
night. Fuck yeah.

He didn't pay for a morning after fuck.

It's the third straight job in a row.
With the money you've got saved up,

you'll have that penthouse suite in no
time.

I wish.

Looks like I'll be you guys' roommate
for a little while longer.

Aw, don't sweat it, Michelle.

We like the company you keep and the
money you bring in. Gotta give a girl

some of your secrets.

Sure, some other time. But right now, I
gotta get some sleep.

I wish we had better luck with the Johns
like she does. The stiffs I meet hardly

have enough money for a blowjob.

Tell me about it.

Sometimes this job sucks, but it's what
a girl's got to do to survive.

At least we get to meet a lot of guys
who want to dine us.

Not the kind I want to meet.

Stay positive. Things will get better.

I suppose.

Hello?

I'd like a date tonight.

Sure, what's up?

That works for me. I'll text you the
address.

See you then.

Whoa, what's with the getup?

Well, cash up front, I don't work for
free, you know.

Well, with money like that, you can
pretty much get anything you want,

except nothing too crazy.

Let's get this started.

I can meet you in about an hour just let
me know where

This is a nice place.

Oh, and you brought some champagne.

Drink up.

Perfect, thank you.

Oh, and what's with the gloves? You
don't want to get your hands dirty, I

see.

Let's get down to business.

Excuse me for a minute.

Where the fuck are these girls?

Thank you.

I am Anastasia. You must be my 4
o'clock.

Oh, baby.

Hey, honey.

Yeah, that's nice stuff.

Oh, somebody's ready.

Mm-hmm.

Mm-hmm.

Mm-hmm.

Glad you like it.

You're excited.

Well, I'm not paying you one fucking
dime.

Come on, mister. I really need the
money.

No way.

Wasn't I good to you?

Yeah, but everything's bloody.

What the hell? You got a fucking
bleeding cunt?

Bleed on you, you cunt.

Where the fuck do you think you're
going?

Oh, no way.

Fucking bitch.

Bleed on... Kick me in the nuts. Bleed
on my dick.

Shut up, you cunt. You bloody cunt.

You're fucked with this, you're gonna
get this.

Oh, thank God.

Mister, please help me. I think he's
gonna kill me.

Do you?

Maybe I have a room. I can help you
repay the favor.

All right, cool.

Thanks.

Oh, yeah.

Fuck me.

Oh, yes.

Hello?

Hey, Gwen, it's Michelle.

Is it a good time?

Just working.

What's up?

You think you can come by later today?

Um, Erica and Jamie have been gone for,
like, two days.

Oh, shit.

Yeah, I'll be over as soon as I'm done
here.

Okay, cool. Thanks.

Take care.

Alright, do this.

This is Beverly.

Hi, what can I do for you, sir?

I would like some company.

That works. My rate is $200 for the
hour.

But I only do in-calls, so you have to
come to me.

Text me your address, and I'll be there
in one hour.

Okay.

Come in.

Let's get started.

200. Let me draw you back.

Stay here.

Michelle?

Michelle?

I'm in the bathroom!

Hey. Hey Gwen.

I don't know who else to talk to.

The police don't give us it because
we're hookers. And I figured since you

know a lot of people that you'd have
some connections and maybe you'd heard

something.

Well, you're not going to like what I
have to tell you. There have been a lot

of girls missing lately. Just vanished.

A sign of struggle.

No blood or anything.

But I know someone's taking these girls.

And they're all like you. With no pimp
to protect you.

All the girls that have been missing
from the back of the dirt sheet.

Oh, shit.

Poor Eric and Jamie.

They just gotta be okay. They just
gotta.

I told you before. You gotta be like me
and have someone watch over you.

I know you think you can make more money
by yourself, but it's not worth the

risk. Five or six girls have been
missing since last month.

Crazy shit like this happens now and
then with all the nutjobs walking

around.

Five years back, there was this sweet
young thing just breaking into the

business, and she was practically cut in
fucking half by some psycho.

Oh my god.

I knew the girl, too.

Her name was Belinda.

Nicest girl you'll ever meet.

She ran away from home because her
parents were assholes.

Jeez.

It's actually all my fault.

What do you mean it's all your fault?

I got her into the business.

Found her sleeping in the ladies' room
at the bus station. So I took her home

for a little while and I showed her, you
know, that she could make a lot of money

doing what I was doing.

She didn't want to at first, but then
she thought I was making tons of cash.

And the first trick she turned, she
ended up losing her life.

She thought she could do it all by
herself.

But I should have looked out for her
more.

Did they ever catch the guy?

No, they never did.

Do you think it's the same guy that's
out there now?

I doubt it. These girls are missing.

There are no bodies.

Belinda was found by a maid the next
morning, chopped up all over the place.

Just not the same M.O.

Well, I know something's happening to
these girls.

Somebody had to have seen something.

Gwen, can you help me?

Can you ask around to see if anybody's
seen anything or heard anything?

If anyone's come across any weirdos?

That's every day.

But I'll see if there's any weirder than
usual.

Thanks, Gwen.

I'll call if I hear anything.

Thank you.

Bye.

Hey, I'm Julie.

You in a party?

Yeah.

Get in.

So, uh, are we going somewhere?

Maybe.

Hmm. Let's get the party started.

Do you like?

Whoa, you don't want to put that in me
or something.

Where am I?

The fuck is going on?

There's a psycho out there that
butchered this girl, and now he's trying

to kill me.

Well, calm down there, little lady. Just
calm down.

Everything's going to be all right.

Everything's going to be just fine.

No, not this way.

Relax, darling. I know where I'm going.
Now, I'm going to get you to someplace

safe now.

Let me out of the car.

What?

No fucking way, baby.

Uh-uh. I ain't stopping.

Let me out of the car!

Let me out of the car!

Get the fuck out of my truck, you filthy
whore!

I'm so much better having you here. No
problem.

So, did you hear anything new?

Well, I did hear from some of the girls
that... You know Candy?

I think so.

Well, she's been gone without a trace
for almost a week.

See, her friend Tammy said she talked to
her right before she got with this John,

and he didn't give his name, which is no
big deal.

But she said she got a weird vibe from
the guy, but he was going to pay her a

shitload of money, so she thought, fuck
it, and went for it.

Well, since then, no one's heard from
her.

Where were they staying?

The Wes Motel, I think.

Did anybody spot the John?

No such luck.

You know, they have tons of people
coming in and out of those places.

Nobody saw or heard a damn thing.

But I did hear that a few more girls
have been missing this week.

We've got to go to the cops.

Cops won't do shit.

The Emma Tokers are better off dead, and
then they don't have to waste their time

busting us. We just have to sit and wait
for something to fall into our laps.

That's bullshit.

Hello, this is Michelle.

Hello. What can I do for you tonight?

I don't want to be alone.

Well, I can certainly fix that. What's
your name, sweetie?

I prefer to be anonymous.

Um, sure. Um, I'll just text you the
address.

Shell's 9 o'clock sound.

I can't wait to see you, Michelle.

I'll see you at 9 o'clock.

Okay, sweetie. See you then.

Holy shit! This could be the guy! My
God! What the fuck did we do?

Text him his address.

I've got an idea.

I'm glad I brought this.

Now listen, when he gets to the door,
shake your ass, show off those pits, and

I'll be down the hallway waiting for
him. What if that's the wrong guy?

That's your plan?

I will know when I try to shove this gun
up his ass.

Now let's go get ready for this fucker.

If this guy ever is on the show, it's
already ten past nine.

I don't know.

Gwen? I think someone's playing games
with us. What do we do?

Just hang tight.

I

forgot

to lock the door.

That's okay. Let him come in. He'll have
a surprise waiting for him.

Please don't leave me.

What do you want?

What did I do?

Hello, Gwen.

How do you know my name?

Because I've been watching you.

While I've made an example of all of the
little whores that you call your

friends. What?

Belinda! Yes?

Your sweet friend Belinda was my
daughter.

What?

Took my baby away from me.

You introduced her to this filthy
lifestyle.

I'm not the one who made her run away.

But you were the cause of her death, now
weren't you?

No, it's not her fault. She told her not
to go out alone.

Oh, honey, what did this bitch tell you?

I didn't kill her.

But you were there when she died.

You got her killed.

No! I know the whole story.

You can do this, Belinda.

Gwen, I don't know.

This guy really gives me the creeps.
Look, I know he's a little weird, but he

pays a shitload.

I've been with the guy before, and he's
definitely a freak show.

But he'll give you two grand as long as
you give him what he wants. And he

wanted someone new and innocent.

You fit that to a T.

Gwen, I just...

I don't know.

Trust me. This is easy money.

I'm going to be right out here, and I'm
not going anywhere, okay?

What are you going to do for old Angus,
huh?

Why does he like me this way?

What wouldn't I like you to do, huh?

You

know

what's next, huh?

I tried to be a good mother to her, but
her father was a bastard.

Drunken, he used to beat both of us.

And then one night, really late, he went
into her room.

And the next thing you knew, she was
gone.

But, a couple years later, I got up the
nerve and I...

I've been searching for her ever since,
hoping that she was still out there.

And then I found out that she was
murdered.

Brutalized. She didn't deserve that.

And then I found out who turned her into
a whore.

And it was you.

You killed her.

Could have done something!

I was scared. I thought that sicko would
come after me.

He's the one who killed her. Why don't
you go after him?

I already did.

Hey, Angus.

I've heard you've been a very naughty
boy.

Yeah.

You're just my type.

Why don't you bring that sweet ass right
here?

Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah.

Do you know how I know that you're
really, really bad?

in this very room...

killed

my daughter!

We'll be right back.

Thank you.

Bye.