Original subtitles

HANNAH: Escort, hooker, prostitute,

whore, I don't mind what you call me.

That's just semantics.

WOMAN (on phone): My phone's been ringing off the hook with clients

wanting to see you.

Keep life and job separate.

Hannah, Belle,

and never the twain shall meet.

Can't even tell my best friend Ben what I do for a living.

I asked Vanessa to marry me. Why didn't you tell me?

BEN: I didn't tell you about this, yeah,

but you didn't tell me anything.

I just don't understand what's going on.

I'm a private person.

So why do I do it?

I love sex

and I love money.

WOMAN (on phone): Two lovely new gentlemen

for you today.

[man neighs]

HANNAH: I have an agent.

She vets all my clients.

Shall we?

WOMAN (on phone): 42, architect.

You interested?

I've paid for you.

Take your clothes off.

What are you doing, sending me guys like that?

Some girls are too sensitive

for this kind of work.

MAN: There's a call for you

on our emergency line.

Why did my sis go and wait till I was this close

to having the best sex ever?

Look at you, Hannah.

Blimey.

Hello, stranger. Hello.

Wow. I was at work.

What is it? We've always known it was a boy.

Are you working as a prostitute?

I'm just not the kind of girl who has a normal job.

I'm still your mate. [laughter]

HANNAH: I'm leaving the agency.

BEN: So what are you now?

An independent escort.

I still don't understand it.

Why don't you let me see for myself?

Come on, Hannah.

It's Belle.

I've called it off.

We're not getting married.

[upbeat theme playing]

♪ ♪

[horn blows]

HANNAH: Rush hour in London.

When work's over for everyone else,

it's just starting for me.

Aren't we all going through the motions for money?

Aren't we all whoring ourselves for the man?

Of course not.

I'm literally whoring myself.

But it's different.

Welcome back. I missed you.

HANNAH: I get a rush from this job

that I wouldn't get from a normal job.

I have a number, a place to meet-- A hotel bar.

--and a name:

Alex.

Anything could happen.

[both sigh]

All right?

Yes, thanks.

[both chuckle]

[clears throat]

I'm Alex.

Hi, I'm Belle.

Would you like to buy me a drink?

Uh, a-absolutely.

Uh, a glass of wine? Whatever you're having.

Okay. Um, a glass of the same, please.

The envelope.

Some men find it awkward handing over money.

They want it to feel like a real date,

so it's best just to get it out the way.

There you go.

Thank you.

ALEX: No, no, um, I'm just over today for the interview.

Um, I actually live in Dublin.

And you're an anesthetist? Wow.

Heh. It's just a registrar position.

And you're staying here?

They pay for the room when you have the interview,

so I thought, "Make the most of it. Why not?"

Can I see it?

[chuckles]

Now?

Unless you'd rather not.

No, no, no. I-- I would love for you to see my room.

Good.

[romantic theme playing]

Uh...

[chuckles]

So--? So what sort of thing do you do?

[whispering] We'll talk about that in a minute.

I'm just gonna use your bathroom.

Okay.

[door opens, closes]

[whispers] I am moving to fucking London.

HANNAH: I always run the tap when I'm in the toilet.

[sighs]

Don't wanna ruin the mystique.

Oh, and I never count the cash in front of the clients.

It's only polite.

[mysterious theme playing]

♪ ♪

Fuck.

[cell phone ringing]

Fuck!

Hello?

MAN (on phone): Hello, Belle, it's, um, Alex.

Uh, I don't know if there's been some kind of problem,

but I distinctly remember telling you to wait in the bar.

Where are you?

Hi. Hey.

Sorry, it's been, uh-- It's been nice.

Thanks for showing me your room.

I'm afraid I have to-- S-see you later.

I'm, uh...

HANNAH: Bye.

[door closes]

Bye.

Wrong Alex. Shit.

Wrong Alex.

Uh, Belle, I take it?

I'm so sorry, Alex?

Mm-hm. Uh, good evening.

HANNAH: I thought you were meeting me in the bar.

I told you to wait in the bar, and I would be in touch.

Sorry, there was a misunderstanding.

I haven't got long.

I'd like you to put that on,

and then I'll go through what it is I'd like.

[Dusty Springfield's "Spooky" playing]

♪ In the cool of the evening ♪

♪ When everything Is getting kind of groovy ♪

♪ You call me up and ask me ♪

♪ Would I like to go with you and see a movie? ♪

[woman speaking indistinctly]

♪ First I say, "No, I've got Some plans for tonight" ♪

♪ And then I stop and say, "All right" ♪

[sighs]

[upbeat theme playing]

♪ ♪

WOMAN: Sorry, I'm such a pillock.

I'm still lost.

Are you sure you know where you live?

BELLE (on phone): No, I'm sorry. You're too late.

I-I might be able to do tomorrow,

but, you know, if you wanna do this job,

the first thing you need to learn is punctuality.

I'm so sorry. All right. Bye.

[door buzzes]

Sometimes I get these e-mails from women

asking if they should become escorts and I'm like,

"I don't know, make your own decisions, live your own lives."

Yeah. Hello?

Uh, my name's Kai Felton,

and you will want to hear what I've got to say.

I have no idea who this bloke is.

Yeah, well, fair enough. He is a Liberal Democrat after all.

Uh, I'm in a rush.

Well, I'll be quick.

Fifteen thousand for your story, depending on the details.

Look, I'm on my way out, and I'm not particularly happy

about some bloke turning up and calling me a prostitute.

Well, I'm sure you like to think of yourself as a call girl.

Thanks, I'm sure you think of yourself as a journalist.

[chuckles]

If you change your mind, I'd appreciate it.

You've got the wrong girl, mate. The amount is negotiable.

Come on.

In this job, discretion is everything.

I'm a firm believer in having a private life.

MAN: Where to, love?

Home.

CHOIR: ♪ And did those feet ♪

♪ In ancient time ♪

♪ Walk upon England's mountains green? ♪

♪ And was the Holy Lamb of God... ♪

This is so typical.

She'll be here in a minute. Don't let it ruin your day.

[groans]

[ducks quacking]

VICAR: The grace of our Lord,

Jesus Christ, the love of God

and the fellowship of the Holy Spirit

be with you all.

ALL: And also with you.

Sorry, Dad.

I told them you'd be late.

VICAR: Parents and godparents,

the church receives this child with joy.

Following Christ means dying to sin

and rising to new life with him.

Therefore, I ask--

You made it.

Sorry.

[sighs]

Divine intervention.

[chuckles]

Do you reject the devil

and all rebellion against God?

MAN: I reject them.

I reject them.

Do you renounce the deceit

and corruption of evil?

[gasps]

BOTH: I renounce them.

Do you repent of the sins that separate us from God

and neighbor?

HANNAH: Here we go.

Mm-hm.

[moaning]

BELLE & MAN: I repent of them.

Do you turn to Christ as savior?

[cell phone ringing]

That's probably him now.

[both chuckle]

Oh, I turn to Christ.

And thanks to all of you for coming out here today.

Even those of you who only just made it.

Oh, no, actually, that's just Hannah.

[all chuckle]

Um, so for those of you wondering what this is,

what we thought would be nice is that each of these petals

represents the hopes and dreams for our baby Ollie.

So if you have any sort of wish or thought for his future,

we'd like you to come over later,

and take one of the petals, and drop it into the crib.

[all sigh, chuckle]

[all sigh, chuckle]

WOMAN: Okay, everyone,

so enjoy the food and drink and the decorations.

[applause]

Did that make you wanna throw up?

Ben. Heh-heh. I didn't know you were coming.

We're only round the corner now, aren't we?

Hello, Blossie. Oh, hello, dear.

Oh, look at you.

You're so thin.

[scoffs, chuckles]

Is this your boyfriend?

Uh, this is my friend, Ben.

Hi, Auntie Bloss.

Oh, you used to be her boyfriend.

Yeah, a long time ago.

I'm, uh, just gonna go over there.

I won't be a second. Excuse me.

BLOSSOM: Look at her.

She could be a model, that one,

in one of those catalogues.

Yeah, she could.

I don't buy from catalogues anymore.

No, me neither.

They're all owned by Jews.

HANNAH: I seem to find social gatherings harder

than I used to.

People talk about two things:

relationships, which I avoid for obvious reasons,

or work, which I avoid for obvious reasons.

Who knows? Maybe I should've told them.

Maybe they'd be fine with it.

You didn't bring anyone, then?

No. You know what it's like, Dad.

Relationships, prostitution--

Yeah, yeah, of course. Is there much money in that, then?

[scoffs]

Do you kiss on the mouth, then?

Yeah, of course. That's just a myth.

Well, I can recite the whole of Pretty Woman.

HANNAH: I said I'm a prostitute, auntie.

I heard you the first time, dear.

We've all had our fair share of cock.

It's nothing to shout about.

HANNAH: Yeah, maybe not.

So how's life in the Home Counties?

Good, actually.

How's, uh, prostitution? Yeah, same old.

[chuckles]

I'm gonna get going in a bit.

Why?

Oh, I promised Vanessa I wouldn't stay too long.

[imitates whip cracking]

[chuckles]

Fuck off. I cancelled our wedding.

She's entitled to be pissed off with me.

And to insist you move out of London?

You want a lift later?

No, it's all right. You're going in the opposite direction.

[chuckles]

I see what you did there.

Yeah, you like that? Nice, subtle.

Come on, they're about to do the thing.

[sighs]

HANNAH: Here we go.

Time to be fairy godmother. Heh.

[sighs]

[people gasp]

[sighs]

[whispers]: I think you just shattered their child's hopes and dreams.

[upbeat theme playing]

♪ ♪

Oh, shit.

Mate, can we go through central London, please?

Hi.

Hello.

Um, I was just returning this.

Oh, thank God. Thank God. I thought I was going mad.

I didn't know if you'd still be here. They said--

I can't really go anywhere without this, can I?

No. I'm so sorry.

I-I didn't even know it was in my bag.

It's okay. I was on my way to the passport office.

No. Oh. Yeah. Yeah.

No, this is a relief, thank you.

Forgive me for saying this,

but you're a bit fucking nuts, aren't you?

No. Well, maybe. I don't know. I've, um--

I've had a really weird day, so...

Do you wanna go for a drink?

[chuckles]

I changed my flight to tomorrow.

I don't think so. I've got a taxi waiting.

Okay. See you.

Um, give me your number.

[chuckles]

In case you've stolen something else from me

while we've been talking. Hmm.

Look, you've inconvenienced me. You owe me.

There.

[sighs]

[pen scratching]

Hannah. I thought your name was Belle?

Oh, yeah, that's--

[clears throat]

That's what my friends call me,

because that's my nickname.

Oh.

Bye.

Okay. B-b-bye.

Bye.

[upbeat theme playing]

♪ ♪

WOMAN: Well, I just wanted to get

your advice, really, 'cause like I said in my e-mails,

I've been thinking about getting into it for ages now.

I mean, I've done a bit in films,

my brother's friend in this porn film thing that he did.

Right.

I love your website, by the way.

You're so clever and sorted.

Well, I should say that obviously there are downsides.

Relationships become impossible, you work strange hours,

you lie to people all the time.

Oh, I do that anyway.

Well... Heh.

Oh, I've come up with a name.

I wanna be called Bambi,

'cause that's what people used to call me in school.

Bambi. Right, because you're quite doe-eyed?

No, it's 'cause my mum got shot.

Oh, my God. I'm-- I'm so sorry.

No, I'm only joking.

[giggling]

Well, why do you wanna escort, Bambi?

Money. What about you?

What about me what?

BAMBI: Why?

Well, um...

Sorry, ladies. Can I have a word?

This is me going to a christening.

Heh! Well, it's out of my hands now.

My editor wants to print the story tomorrow,

that Farringdon's had escorts up to his room, but--

And this is being generous.

I can get you 20 for your side of the story,

all the stuff he likes.

Have you been following me?

This way, we can show him for what he is. A hypocrite.

And it'll be all sympathy for you.

All from your point of view.

You know, all the things that forced you into this.

Oh, really? Yeah, people will like you.

You're paying your way through university.

I've been to fucking university.

Where you've learned such pretty language.

[cell phone ringing]

Hi, Belle's phone.

Oh, I-I don't know. Hang on.

Hi, this is Bambi.

I'm taking care of Belle's clients while she's away.

Look, I'm giving you a chance.

"He made me do this, he made me do that."

My editor wants to run this photo of you.

It's gonna be out tomorrow anyway,

so be in control of it, eh?

You're a clever girl.

Yeah, sure. That's fine, David.

Okay, see you tomorrow.

[upbeat rock theme playing]

♪ ♪

BAMBI: You all right?

What's gone on?

MAN (on TV): And we must look forward,

not backwards as the Tories are.

The Liberal Democrats are the only party

who are truly embracing a new Britain,

and I want to lead that party into the next decade.

HANNAH: When a scandal breaks,

everyone thinks about the celebrity being exposed.

We don't really think about the woman

and what it means for her.

This government has gotta go straight into the bin.

[applause]

[ringing]

Hello? ALEX (on phone): Hannah,

it's Alex.

Oh, h-h-hello.

Is this a--? Is this a bad time?

Uh, no. No, how are you?

I'm great.

I'm great. I got that job.

Decided to move to London. Oh, did you?

That's great. Yeah.

How are you?

Yeah, you know-- Heh.

What you been up to? Heh.

Um, I went...

to a christening.

Really? That's nice.

Not really. I think I pissed my sister off.

Sisters. Fuck 'em.

Send her some flowers. Sisters love that shit, yeah.

Interflora saved my life a thousand times.

Heh. Okay, maybe I will.

Um, I was wondering

if you wanted to go for a drink sometime?

Uh...

Heh. Well, you've got my number now.

Yeah. Alex, I--

I don't-- I don't know.

Okay.

Why don't you see if you still want to tomorrow?

[chuckles]

Why, what's going on tomorrow?

Just ring me if you still want to.

Bye.

[line clicks]

[somber rock theme playing]

♪ ♪

[sighs]

[sighs]

[doorbell rings]

Patrick, will you get the paper?

Yes, love.

PATRICK: Jackie, come and look at this!

What?

Your sister.

She got you these.

[both chuckle]

They found someone else.

Unbelievable.

HANNAH: You're never entirely safe in this job.

So there's no story today.

Who's to say there won't be one tomorrow?

It's more than the obvious danger

of walking into a room with a man you don't know.

There's the danger of two carefully constructed lives

crashing into each other.

[ringing]

Hello?

ALEX (on phone): Hannah, it's Alex.

HANNAH: These days I can get ready for a client in my sleep.

They like big hair. Big breasts.

MAN: This will give you some idea

of where the incisions would be.

HANNAH: And a big smile.

What do you do?

HANNAH: But you can't fake everything.

[upbeat horn theme playing]