Original subtitles

(upbeat drum music)

- You get knocked down.

You get back in the ring.

I'm not upset about Alex.

I'm just not.

Work.

That's what I need.

(jazzy music)

- Ah, the prodigal daughter has returned.

What do you want?

- A job.

- You think you can just waltz back in?

I'm not a life support machine.

- I need a job, Stephanie, not oxygen.

- Well, if you want something, you have to be sweet.

Didn't anyone ever tell you that?

- [Belle] Thanks.

- I heard you'd been off the circuit.

- You've been misinformed.

- You fell for someone.

- What?

- Nothing could shock me.

Hope he was worth it.

Can't have been loaded, or you wouldn't be here.

- You're a real romantic, aren't you?

- Belle.

I thought you said you'd never work for.

- There's a party tonight.

Diplomats in the country.

They always come to me.

They want high class girls.

It's all very hush hush.

- OK, count me in. - Can I go, too?

- Did you not hear the words high class?

- Come on.

- Let her come, I'll take care of her.

- Oh, bugger, take her.

Money's money. - Thanks.

- Do you know what love is, Belle?

A marketing ploy.

Remember that.

♪ Somewhere not familiar ♪

- [Bambi] So what's happening with you and Alex?

- [Belle] Oh, nothing, it's all past tense.

- [Bambi] Oh, sorry.

Bloody hell, Belle, look at that.

Might meet someone tonight.

- [Belle] Oh, that's a pretty safe bet, isn't it?

(giggling)

♪ Oh my God I can't believe it ♪

♪ I've never been this far away from you, no ♪

(upbeat classical style music)

- Ladies.

- This is amazing.

Quick, take my picture.

- All right.

(laughing)

There you go.

- Let me see.

That's good.

(chattering)

- Can we all gather together, please?

People keep telling me that life is not a fairy tale.

I aim to prove them wrong.

Welcome.

This evening, we are all in one such fairy tale.

Some cards will be handed out to you.

They will tell you which character you are tonight.

The aim is to find your perfect partner.

Or partners.

To create-- - Sex parties.

They're pretty straight forward.

You replace a bottle of crisps with a bottle of condoms.

Find your target.

Preferably the most attractive man in the room.

Small talk, cash, go home, done.

But this.

This is a bit different.

Thank you.

- It's not like you to drink so much.

- I don't really feel like me tonight.

- So what happens next?

- This is the delicate bit.

The transition from small talk to like full on fucking.

- Should I just wait then?

- No, you just approach whoever you like the look of.

- OK, so, who are you supposed to be?

- Rapunzel.

You see.

I need to find a man who can climb walls.

And my hair.

- So glad I'm not Snow White.

Fucked if I'm doing it with seven dwarves.

- My name's Bond, James Bond.

- Yorie.

You were supposed to come as a character

from a bloody fairy tale.

- James, did he like Pussy Galore?

- Ooh.

- Come with me, double O seven.

I'm gonna tell you all my secrets.

- Pinocchio turned into a donkey.

- Yes.

Donkey.

Quite.

(grunting)

So.

How about it?

- Maybe later.

(rock music)

- You're my first Russian.

- Not Russian.

(speaking foreign language)

Bond, James Bond.

- Wow.

- For the Little Red Riding Hood.

If you have to shoot a wolf.

Careful, careful.

- Shit, is it real?

- Of course.

So.

If the Big Bad Wolf comes.

Boom.

(laughing)

- Ah ah ah ah.

I'm gonna just put this over here.

♪ In the sunshine of your love love love ♪

♪ Oh baby ♪

♪ Sunshine sunshine of love ♪

♪ Oh oh oh baby ♪

♪ I'm with you, I know ♪

♪ The light shining through ♪

♪ On you ♪

♪ I'm with you my love ♪

- You lost your Cinderella.

Did you manage to grab her shoe before she left?

- Shit.

I knew there was something.

Do you like it?

Watching?

- Sometimes here.

- I'd like watching with you, yeah.

Let's spend the night together.

- All night?

There's so many women here.

- Not interested.

I just want you.

(laughing)

- Why?

- Give me one good reason why not.

Rapunzel, Rapunzel.

Down your hair.

(jazzy music)

Come and be in my story.

(moaning)

Imagine how hard the prince wanted to fuck Rapunzel.

After he waited so long for her.

- Touch me.

Do anything you like.

- I want you to do what I say.

- OK.

- Good to go? - Yes.

- Promise? - Promise.

- Close your eyes.

(mysterious music)

Nice? - Yes.

What are you doing? - Shh.

It's OK, close your eyes.

Close your eyes.

You're tied up.

In your tower.

And I am going to rescue you.

- I don't, where do you want me to hide?

- Shh.

Don't spoil it.

It's only a fantasy.

Don't make it real.

- I really don't want to be tied.

- Shut up.

I waited a long time to do this.

To fuck a real life whore.

- Untie me now.

- No.

I paid for you, I'll do what I want.

- This isn't funny, unlock it or I'll scream.

- You said we'd spend the night together.

And we will.

Whether you scream or not.

(tense music)

(muffled screaming)

- What was that?

- It's nothing.

- No, no, it sounded like Belle.

(dramatic music)

- [Man] Bambi, it's a sex party, people make noises.

- Not like that, they don't.

- Give me a break.

- Belle?

Belle?

(tense music)

Belle?

Sorry.

Belle.

Belle.

(banging)

Belle?

Belle?

(muffled screaming)

- This room's busy.

- Belle, are you in here?

No, give me the gun.

(muffled screaming)

(gun shooting)

Belle, Belle.

You sick bastard.

Untie her now.

- Piss off, this is none of your business.

- Untie her or I'll shoot.

I don't like bullies.

Now you say you're sorry.

Say you're sorry.

- OK.

I'm sorry.

- We need to get out of here.

(dramatic music)

- What in heavens is going on?

- I caught that Rapunzel slut trying to nick

cards and my wallet.

And her mate's a fucking psycho.

- And she has my gun.

- Stop them now.

(dramatic music)

(chattering)

(indistinct singing)

(chattering)

- Shit, come on.

(indistinct singing)

- [Belle] You all right?

We could have died back there.

- Yeah, well, it comes with the job.

- No, no, it shouldn't.

- Oh, fun.

Quick, let's call someone to get us out of here.

- Give it here.

Ben?

Ben, can you hear me?

Ben?

Bugger, it's no signal.

(phone ringing)

Ben.

Ben.

(phone ringing)

Hello, hello, Ben, can you?

Hi.

How are you?

Yeah, yeah, good.

Do you know Upper Hinton Chobhurst Hill area?

Chobhurst Hill, yeah.

No reason, it's just, you know, beautiful

at this time of year.

Yeah, OK, well I was just maybe thinking.

(melancholy accordion music)

Why do people turn like that, from like normal,

to completely psychotic?

- I don't know.

You win some you lose some.

- I thought it would help.

- What would help?

- Sex with strangers.

- Help what?

- Nothing.

- Alex?

- No.

Maybe.

I don't know.

- What was his problem, anyway?

Was he possessive, depressive, oh,

you don't want one of them.

End up killing themself, make you feel guilty about it.

- He found out I'm a prostitute.

- Oh.

Shit. - Yeah.

- So, what are you gonna do?

- There's nothing I can do.

Fucking heels.

Ow.

I need to sit down.

- Do you love Alex?

Ever been in love before?

- You?

- One time.

I was 16.

Beautiful, he was.

Really kind.

Once he brought a pillow in the bath for me.

(laughing)

What a lunatic, a pillow.

I think you should just tell him how you feel.

- I already have. - Tell him again.

- What if he's seeing someone?

- Well, then you give up.

You don't want to look like a complete cock, do you?

- It's Ben. - Ben.

(panting)

- Don't ask.

Ben, Bambi, Bambi, Ben.

- Hi, Ben. - Hey Bambi.

- OK, first stop, little red riding staff.

(sentimental guitar music)

- [Ben] So are you gonna tell me what happened?

I mean, you don't have to explain the dress, but.

- Thanks.

Do you want a cup of tea?

- Nah, Vanessa will worry.

- OK.

I'm sorry for being such a liability recently.

I've just been.

- One cup of tea.

- [Belle] Just a minute.

- [Ben] I guess I'll make it.

- [Answering Machine] You have one message.

Message one. (beeping)

- [Stephanie] Belle, I heard about the royal cock up.

You were meant to fuck them, not shoot them.

You owe me commission, plus damages.

(beeping)

- [Ben] You're out of jam.

- [Answering Machine] End of messages.

- You might be in shock, you know.

- I'm fine.

- Probably won't sleep.

Adrenaline.

We can go clubbing, if you like.

- What, no.

- Joke. - Oh.

Sorry, I'm not really funny tonight.

- You're never funny.

- Yes, I am.

- All right, tell me a joke.

- OK.

A man goes into the doctor's,

and he says, "Hey, Doc, I've got a real problem.

"I think I'm obsessed with sex."

And the doctor goes,

"I'm just gonna show you some pictures."

So he goes and get these images out.

- Images? - Images, pictures,

whatever, my joke. - Sorry.

- And the first picture is of a cardboard box,

and he says, "What does this make you think about?"

And the guy says, "Two people making love."

And the doctor says, "Hmm."

And then he goes and gets his second picture.

And it's of an elephant.

And he says, "What does this make you think of?"

And the man says, "Two people making love."

And then the doctor says, "I hate to tell you this, sir.

"You really do have a problem.

"You're completely obsessed with sex."

- Is that it?

- Yeah.

No?

Oh.

Would you stay the night?

You can sleep on the couch.

Please.

- Good night, then.

- Good night, Ben.

- Good night.

(gentle guitar music)

♪ Might have been a while since you've been loved ♪

♪ Like you should be loved ♪

♪ Might have been a while ♪

♪ Since you've been kissed ♪

- I told it wrong.

The joke.

After the doctor shows him the second picture,

he says, "I'm terribly sorry to say this, sir,

"but yes, you do have a problem, you're completely

"obsessed with sex."

And the man goes, "Me?

"You're the one showing me all the dirty pictures."

Got a light on your head.

I was then thinking about what you were saying

about adrenaline and how it runs through your body

and you can't really control it.

Do you think it's in me now?

- I can feel it.

- I don't know how I feel anymore.

Sometimes I think I can't feel anything.

- That's stupid.

- Well, I am stupid. - No, you're not.

- I'm very stupid.

Cold.

- You're not cold, why are you saying this?

- You don't think I'm cold?

- [Ben] Of course not.

- [Belle] Can I cuddle for a minute?

- Yes, you can.

♪ Might have been a while since you could trust ♪

♪ That someone really cares ♪

Hannah.

♪ When people let go ♪

♪ Meant to go around in pairs ♪

♪ Summer breezes blowing through your window ♪

♪ Summer breezes blowing through your head ♪

♪ Something in your eyes ♪

♪ That took me by surprise ♪

♪ Don't tell me that ♪

- Sorry.

- Me and you are over.

- If I wasn't an escort, would we still be together?

A part time.

- What?

- I'm gonna get a job.

- We are going to have to give you a special task,

only you can do.

- I've never felt so disgusted in my life.

- I'm gonna keep on making mistakes

until I do the one thing that makes you love me again.

(jazzy hip hop music)