Original subtitles

(silence)

- I hope you don't mind partaking in my special fantasy.

One for you.

One for me.

[Man humming a tune]

Cheers, my darling.

[Somber keyboard music]

[Girl whimpers, cries]

[crying continues]

[Downtempo melodic jazz]

- May I have another drink?

[indiscernible speech]

- Have you been to this gallery before?

- A few times.

- The gallery is very beautiful, I'm enjoying the paintings

very much.

[indiscernible speech]

- Thank you very much.

- No problem.

- Beautiful piece.

[indiscernible speech]

- Are you here with Jared?

- I'm, I don't know, do you know him?

- Yea I mean I've worked with [indiscernible]... I model.

- Do you need anyone to help out? Maybe I could watch and...

- No. - No? [Indiscernible]

- So what do you do for a living?

- It's just like a regular job. I mean it's basically work study

cause I was in art school. [indiscernible]

- And I mean it's great, you can just sit there and

[indiscernible speech]

[laughing]

- What do you bring for it? Do you bring an outfit and

take it off? Or you just put a coat on?

- I prefer a robe so between poses you can be comfortable.

[indiscernible speech]

- There you go. [laughter]

- But the way that you asked. [laughing]

- Well, I was trying to be helpful. But, okay, I didn't

think that through, sure.

- You have to bring the tea and coffee, then you leave.

And then you come back.

- I thought it'd be interesting to see the artistic vision

behind the whole presentation.

And see what the vision of the artist is...

- Hey girl, how's it going?

- I'm good.

- Yea? Good, good.

[indiscernible speech]

[Downtempo bassy jazz plays]

- Roll over.

- I see a lot of holes in these pantyhose, you like it rough?

- You like it rough? - No.

- No? - No, please. No!

- Hey! She said no, man. Come on, you don't know

how to treat a lady?

You don't know how to treat a fucking lady?

- I paid for this.

- You're paying for me to kick your ass...

[jazz continues]

Sweetie, you okay?

That was... There's always that douchebag. It's okay.

Gonna be alright. [crying]

[indiscernible speech]

[jazz continues]

[alarm bells ringing]

[jazz continues]

[jazz continues]

[indiscernible speech]

[girl moaning, laughing]

[jazz continues]

- Sweetheart, yes I understand. I understand perfectly.

I am here for you. Yes.

[downtempo piano jazz starts]

That's true. Yes, definitely.

Um, well, sweetheart

the good news is he didn't get away with anything.

Oh, um, I have to let you go

I got another call beeping in.

Bye bye, dear.

Benjamin fine arts gallery.

Yes, speaking.

The Merits house museum?

In the Hague?

Um, well, sure I've heard of you!

[pen clicking]

Okay. Okay.

[piano jazz fades into drums and bass jazz]

[jazz continues]

[jazz continues]

[jazz continues]

[music continues] [phone ringing]

- Yes?

I'll accept the call.

- That's pretty heavy. He got bagged but not she?

She got promoted?

How could they reward her for doing something like that?

That's why I could never model because there's just too

much drama.

I don't care if everyone thinks I'm pretty.

Cameras scare me. I could never model.

Ew, she did that to him? [music slowly ends]

I thought that was only something they did in

the military.

- I remember.

I just don't understand.

Why are you calling?

And why waste your last final call on me?

My dead, why don't you run to the fridge

and just grab yourself a water or something.

- It's not going to ruin your painting?

- Well, just remember the way you were posing.

[indiscernible speech]

[silence]

[mid-tempo guitar jazz starts]

- That's like, the dirtiest magazine out there.

She is such a skog.

I'm so glad I didn't.

Bye.

[music continues]

- Wow, Holland!

[footsteps up plank] [jazz continues]

Hi!

- Hello ma'am, you must be Tess? - That's right.

- We've made the... as requested for a place for you to stay.

But first we must attend a reception for the... painting

Where you will receive a line of credit for your hard work.

- Great! I'm starving. Hope there's food there.

- Right this way.

- I got it. - Okay.

You're not in San Pedro anymore!

[mid-tempo jazz continues]

[indiscernible speech]

- Not bad for US girl.

[indiscernible dialog]

- This is your new home now.

[indiscernible dialog, yelling]

[girl screams]

[yelling]

Put your back into it.

Go, go, go! Pull her up those stairs!

[screaming, yelling]

[music continues]

- Would you boys like a free screw on me? As a reward.

[music continues]

[up-tempo melodic jazz continues]

[music continues]

- You stupid junky!

You're hooked on the smack already!

It'd be cheaper for me to hire legal girls.

- Why don't you?!

- Oh, shut up!

Okay

This will quench your thirst.

Now.

Tell me something about yourself

Something to talk you up to the customers.

- I'm a stenographer.

- Who did you work for?

- I could tell you but...

I don't matter now.

[scoffs]

- Hi this is detective Dirk Catell, I'm on the case for

the missing painting and also the missing girl.

I'd like to get some information.

Have you received any calls lately regarding the...

[indiscernible] from Los Angeles

Really?

Two of your officials have been reported missing?

That sure is another bone to chew on.

I'm sure Mr. Van Der Meer will wire your deposit

back to you.

Give him time. His second favorite niece is missing.

Have a little heart, a little understanding.

[muttering]

- Past due!

Past due!

Oh, final notice past due.

What?

Dirk Catell. Oh dear, see what we have here...

What now, Dirk Catell?

Let's see here.

Come on, let's see.

Okay, okay.

- Dear...

I've been working hard but my findings are minimal.

- I bet you have.

- I have new information that's very exciting

but no hard leads.

But giving up is not an option.

I'll do whatever it takes.

I know your nieces mean so much to you.

I sincerely appreciate your advance payment

So I may continue my search

One-fifty per day.

My reduced rate.

Please send a picture of the painting and a

snapshot of the gal, too.

All the love I have to give,

Dirk.

PS -

The museum kindly, respectfully demands a refund of

the painting deposit

funds which you accepted.

[groaning] [sharp inhale]

- Ohh....

[mid-tempo melodic jazz starts]

[music continues]

[music continues]

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[no audible dialog]

[music continues]

- Yes. [indiscernible]

- That's one bitch too many.

[music continues, no audible dialog]

Alright, maybe I'll see you there.

[music continues, no audible dialog]

I haven't gotten an invitation yet but maybe the post man

dropped it off today.

[song slowly ends, new mid-tempo jazz starts]

Don't they only do that in Korea?

[indiscernible]

- I just want to hear it straight from the horse's mouth

come on, say it.

[inaudible dialog]

[indiscernible]

[phone hangs up, song changes to

[new up-tempo jazz song]

- Oh you... little bitch!

- No please, let me go!

Please, I have a family! I have a son!

- Well your son is better off not knowing that his mother

was only good for the two holes that pay one water bill.

- Please, let me go.

I'm sick.

I need a nurse.

- Don't you know that I'm one?

And I've got the doctor's order

Right here!

[music continues]

[music continues, no audible dialog]

[girl cries]

- Think you can escape from me?

- Please let me go!

- You stupid girl!

- Please I'm begging you!

[song slows, then changes rhythm]

[up-tempo jazz continues]

- Okay, now get yourself bathed.

Get to work out here.

[song ends]

[quiet, mid-tempo jazz]

- Please call for the madame.

- Can't you see [indiscernible]

- That's too much!

Where am I?

- In the house of shame.

Don't worry, she'll be back soon to give you another fix.

- What are they gonna do to me?

What's going to happen to me?

- She's gonna sell you to her best men

for about sixty-six US.

[indiscernible]

- How do we make it stop?

- Watch and learn, girly.

- Somebody!

Help!

[mid-tempo jazz continues]

- Well.

Looks like I'm going to have to find you a new roommate.

Prop her up in the corner.

I may have a customer for her.

[crying]

- She's dead!

She's dead!

[music continues]

- Long live the Jews, Jews never die.

[sound of sticks rubbing]

[music continues]

- Okay, welcome to Madame Ana's house of shame.

This is your new companion.

Okay, sit!

Give me your hand.

I am going to make lots of money from you.

[maniacal laughing]

[music continues]

[giggling]

- Tatiana, you've been here longer than anyone.

Surely you have to know a way to get out of here by now.

- Shhh.

- Why are you shushing me?

Are you like meditating or something?

- Just shut up.

- Next time Madame comes in to give us our slop, I'm

going to stab her with this shank I made.

I stole it off some dude's...

- Listen to me! You need to be quiet about your plans, okay?

There are cameras and microphones, and she

sees things.

[music continues]

- So, you want to stick me with your little plastic knife

huh, Helga?

- No, it was just a joke.

- Well then, do it.

Give it to me right here in the shoulder!

Right where the worms have already laid their eggs.

You weasel.

Why the vermin haven't infested your flesh yet is beyond me.

Perhaps it's because you have only been here for one month.

But you live here as long as I have and the vermin will

surely infest your flesh.

And I will not be the only victim.

You girls think you are the only ones who have it bad!

Well I have it bad also!

Yesterday was electric enemas

Today

It's electroshock mammograms!

[laughing]

[laughing continues]

[laughing stops]

[mid-tempo jazz continues]

[maniacal laughing]

[laughing]

[electricity buzzing]

[music intensifies, electricity sound continues]

[music continues, slowly ends]

- Hey, baby boy.

- What's going on with you over here?

- You know how I am.

Come over here and keep me warm.

[moaning, giggling]

- Oh! - Oh shit. [laughing]

[girl blows out candle, laughs]

[moaning]

What's your name again?

[sighs] - Fuck, I don't know

- Does it matter? - No, not at all.

[mid-tempo jazz continues]

[indiscernible speech]

- Tell me you have money to start, cause I'm not going to

do it for free like I did last time.

Only because you're so cute.

[laughing, moaning, indiscernible speech]

[mid-tempo jazz continues]

- Martha, your work here is very well done.

You okay?

I mean I don't want to do this unless you're at least

fifty-one percent into it.

- Thank you.

- You're being held against your will, aren't you?

- I really don't know where I am

- Okay, you're in Holland.

- Can you please get me out of here? -Yea

- I'll do anything, please sir.

- I'm looking for a particular girl, her name is Tess.

She's an artist. She brought a painting from San Pedro

California with her. Have you seen her?

Does that ring a bell at all?

- Yea, I remember a girl Tess.

She got sodomized like a dog like fifteen times and then

they crated her off and shipped her somewhere.

Some white slave in Koreatown.

- That's a good piece of information I need to tell

my buddy Andre that and be on our way to K-Town

We can come back and save you.

- Thank you so much, how can I ever repay you?

- A kiss would be fine I guess

Don't worry.

[music continues]

[music continues]

[music continues] [girl cries]

[indistinct yelling, screaming]

- Oh, so sorry.

It's a dud. Maybe if he had another month.

[crying]

Can't bring in somebody who doesn't make money.

I can't believe I didn't know that you were pregnant.

No wonder the customers never pick you.

I thought that you were fat.

But you were pregnant.

Now...

Baby dies.

Tummy dies.

Now you can be thin again and bring me in money.

And here's the doctor to sterilize you, so this doesn't

happen again.

- Now we sterilize you so this doesn't happen anymore.

[evil laughter]

- No! Oh my God!

Oh my God! Oh my God!

- Give her a sedative so she doesn't scare the customers.

- Where are the needles?

Needles! - No!

- This is nothing compared to what my grandfather did.

He conducted human experiments

at one of the best concentration camps.

- Can't get any work done.

Hey! Who's knocking out there I'm trying to get work done!

This is an office!

Oh, Dirk.

Come on in. Sit down.

Can I get you a cigar or....

- Well I still have the one you gave me last time.

- Yea, but it's not as good as mine, right?

- Actually it's the same cigar. - Yea, I know...

- I've been trying to pawn it off on somebody but

no one seems to smoke nowadays. Llike everybody's gluten free.

- Yea, the e-cigarettes are the rage but, yea, who cares?!

I mean, what can I do for you?

- I have some new information.

- Mmhmm, okay.

- Apparently

A guy who lives down on the canals

Saw something very suspicious wash up.

- What?

- The bodies of the two museum officials!

- What good does that tidbit do me? I want me painting

and my niece back, damnit!

I could care less where anybody washed up.

- Bear with me, there's more. - Oh...

- Apparently in the boot of one of the victims was a cell phone.

Police used that cell phone to find the identity and

more clues...

about the third museum official who is missing.

He's part of a criminal underground network.

That's involved in art smuggling

And who knows what else.

And he goes by the name

The Black Tulip.

[up-tempo guitar jazz starts]

- Well in the end it's a little bit fuzzy

but what I do recall

is that Starla came here

to this very whorehouse

posing as a working girl.

And she got a room

and then she couldn't find her sister.

So she ended up staying with a local named Andre

who bedded her down in the tulips

with the setting sun

under the windmills.

- How romantic.

So in the end, she [indiscernible]

- Love always prevails.

- And her twin sister, any idea what happened to her?

- Oh, they found her in a raid.

- Gee, I hope we'll be saved too

- Shut up, Linda!

This isn't about you

This isn't about me

This is about finding sisters

And recovering lost art.

- Take my art.

Take my body.

[mid-tempo jazz continues]

[music continues]

[music continues]

- (off screen) Swivel a little bit to your left.

[music continues]

[jazz music continues]

- Oh! [whimpering]

- (off screen) Hey where's... You're just a little girl.

You shouldn't be here.

- Okay, Defonte, your time is up

Get out!

- Okay this is Nathaniel

- I'm taking my Bismol with me

[girl crying]

[indiscernible speech]

- Please take me away

I want my mum

- What about your daddy?

- I don't have one.

- I'm here out of a cover plan

to help rescue my buddy's

sister's twin girlfriend.

Maybe we can rescue you too at the same time?

How does that sound? - Good.

- Okay, um.

I guess I can get you out of here, I can...

I can smuggle you out of here in my overcoat tomorrow.

Tatiana will be your new mommy how does that sound?

- Good.

If mum never comes back

I want you to be my daddy.

- Oh, jeez that's the sweetest thing

anyone's ever said to me.

I mean, to be somebody's pa?

[girl cries] Oh gosh.

Don't worry I'll take care of you, you'll be okay.

- Thank you

- I can't promise you anything

You might have to spend, you know, the rest of your life here

or at least until you're 35.

What's the age on prostitution?

- Apparently there isn't one.

- We're gonna work something out sweetie, we'll

get you out of here.

[music continues]

[music continues, slows tempo]

[music continues]

[song slows to an end]

- I'm joking, folks. He's not giving the painting back

to the Nazis.

Of course not, how could he? The Nazis are dead and buried.

- Yea, he's a kidder ain't he!

- Watch it there, yea. - Yea. Why?

- Right that's what I said. - Yea.

- The thing is, folks, this guy is so amazing

Gotta watch the drink there, pal.

- Whoops!

- You know, he returned all the money back to the museum.

What a wonderful guy, right?

[indiscernible dialog under piano jazz]

- Maybe I was drunk.

- Well either way you did it

And I think we are all in gratitude to you

for doing that.

I mean, he actually plans to give the painting

to the descendents of the family

that the Nazis originally stole it from.

That's where the painting rightfully should be.

- Whoa, careful there pal.

- I know, a looker, huh wow.

But um

You know, if we can't find them we're gonna find them, right?

- Yea you're gonna find them. For a hundred-fifty dollars

a day you'd better find them!

- Might take me a few months.

- Yea, you know I know.

- Yea, I know you know I know.

- Yea, I know that you know that I know.

- Right.

- Yea, you can get a better tie.

- Hey you got water all over your shirt!

- Thanks to you man. All sloshed.

- Yea...

- But yea I mean

If we can't locate it but we won't mind the 150 dollar fee

- Heyyy! Damian!

- Whoa! This is like Old Home week, guys.

Yea. Oh Damian you love

my niece, don't you?

- Oh I do. - Yea!

- But come on stop wasting the drinks. I'm gonna grab one

for myself.

- You got any paintings that you're selling?

- Every day.

- I know! You are an artist.

- YOU are a great, great artist. [indiscernible]

Hey! We're like the three mouseketeers

aren't we?

- Hey, why not? - Hip hip hooray!

[heavy bassline plays]

[mid-tempo bassy jazz with keyboard]

- I came to Hollywood to make it big.

Can you believe I succumbed to something like this?

Who have I become?

I really have what it takes.

You know, all those people out there that come here to be

actresses, they don't have what I have.

I have looks and character.

[keyboard heavy jazz]

We deserve so much better than this.

This is not....

who we are.

[music intensifies]

Trash hole...

I mean, there's only so much I'm willing to do...

For, you know, this little pay.

I mean, I try to be generous and naught but...

I have self respect.

I mean, I know what I'm worth.

Although these scumbags don't seem to see it

I can look in the mirror and I know

that I can be great.

So it's just going to be a matter

of a short while before I am

successful and you see

my name in lights

Or

At least you'll see me when you go to the hospital

because I'll be your surgeon.

[door unlocking]

[mid-tempo jazz starts]

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[song ends]

- Hey! [indiscernible]

My niece is over there

This is Tess

You'd better be... - Do you work here?

- Wait a minute, you're Everett!

I thought you were Damian. Nevermind.

- You're talking about my book, right?

[indiscernible]

- (off screen) Great.

And Karia join this conversation

[indiscernible dialog]

[indiscernible dialog]

- Oh, hey Tess, hey!

Hi, I'm Dirk Catell.

I don't know if you know but I was... I'm...

I helped find you.

And I, um,

did a lot to get you back here

and I'm so glad to see you happy and healthy

and well. I'm so glad.

- Charmed. - Oh!

Oh, um, your pacifier...

- Don't you just feel like every painting is really just a

penis or a vagina?

- A penis.

- This one? - Yea, this one.

It's kind of abstract.

It's a little... Do you see a vagina?

- A big one. - Yea.

You're right about that. Now I see it totally... I was looking...

- Look at every painting around here.

- Oh you're right! - Yep.

- It looks like, look at the depth.

- The depth. Alright.

- Do either of you know where I can get some special K?

- Special K? - Yea.

- I'm sure someone here I guess. I don't know.

Um, you're asking me?

- I'm asking both of you. I was just gonna ask you but

you look like you're in the know too.

- You know, the depth, I could use some of that depth.

I really need some depth.

- You need some depth? - Uh huh.

- Look in there and stare.

- I think I just need some assistance to get me there.

- I don't think she knows what special K is.

- If you'd asked for heroin I could've helped you.

- Um - Oh I could still...

- There's a painting over here I think you'll really enjoy.

[indiscernible dialog]

- I could be enjoying myself more if you know what I mean

- I'm taken.

- Look at that painting, isn't that just beautiful?

- I like that one better

- I know you do honey, but that would really go well in the

bedroom. I think it'd be perfect

Oh it's just perfect.

- You got what you promised me, right?

- I don't know what she's talking about.

- What is she talking about honey?

- Something about some big H or...

- Oh you're my friend up until now? I trusted you!

- Well I'm sorry.

- What was that all about?

- I'm not sure.

- (off screen) Lower, lower Denny, little lower... Good.

Action.

- Look at this painting, I really want it.

- You really want that? - It's beautiful.

- Well it is beautiful and colorful.

- Well, I don't know honey. - And the fish is gorgeous.

I really want it honey.

- Well, today's your lucky day.

Because right now I have it on sale.

It's only 1800 dollars. - 1800 dollars??

- Yea. - 1800 dollars?

- This is the only one I made.

This is one of a kind.

No one on the planet will ever have one like it.

- I really do want it.

- Well it's yours. For 1800 dollars.

Take it today.

Normally it could be a lot more.

- Let's talk about it honey.

- Oh I know what that means...

- Okay, alright, you talked me into it. You deserve it.

You've worked so hard recently.

- (off screen) Great, that makes that... Walt, you step off

with your wife.

And Austin you go away and you...

- What do you think?

- Oh it's beautiful. I like it very much.

- Do you want it? - Mmhmm.

- Give me 500 bucks, you can have it right now.

- A hundred dollars?

- Where's the cash? Let's do it.

- I don't have it with me.

[mid-tempo jazz music builds up]

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- I am six and I rub chop sticks.

[sticks rubbing]

[eagle caws]

[music continues]

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[laughing]

- The end.