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Sex work, like lots of things
in London, is about class.

I'm educated, so I'm expensive.

I'm expensive, so I attract
a certain clientele.

And some of them
are connoisseurs.

...start shooting next month...

Take Mitchell Rothman.

He's one of my
more international clients -

film producer,
multimillionaire,

and like all Americans
a great tipper.

And I get the impression
he knows his escorts.

Belle, can I say something?

I am not a stranger to this,
and I think you're kinda great.

Thank you very much.

I think you could take
the next step.

Do you know Diamond
International Courtesans?

Yeah.

Do you wanna get nominated?

Really?

Mm. I know them.
They listen to me.

You've got what it takes
to be a courtesan.

You've got a lot of class.

What I've got is class.

Claaass.

Class.

Claaass.
Class.

I'm a high-class escort, but
there's a whole level above me.

Courtesans. They only have
a few long-term clients,

but they earn a fortune.

I really want to be one.

But it's not up to me.

Belle, I'm Della.
How lovely of you to come.

This way.

You're not nervous,
are u?
No.

A little bit, yeah.

You know Mitchell Rothman?

That's right.

He's a good sort.

Is this examples
of your wardrobe?

Oh, yeah. I thought
you said I should--

Absolutely.
Shall we dive in?
Sure.

Anna?
Oh.

Shall we go through one or two
things? How old are you, Belle,
just for the record?

24.

OK. Well,

our clients, they like their
companions like their wine -

expensive and mature.

A man who wants company
for weeks wants someone
with life experience.

Something to say.

I'm actually 27.
Oh.

Genuinely, I don't know
why I said "four."

We're a sisterhood.
We're not an agency.

Fiona and I felt there wasn't
anywhere providing real upmarket
quality in this industry.

So we thought we'd do it.

Wow. That's impressive.

This is nice.
Where do you wear this?

Uh, dinners,
if I go to a party or a ball...

Yes, this is the right color
for you. You should avoid, um...

that.

Why do you want to be
a courtesan, Belle?

That's a good question. Um...

I'm ready to take
the next step up the ladder.

I've got great communication
skills, and I'm always looking
for a new challenge.

At this level
it's not about the man.

It's about the woman.

Languages, etiquette,
golf, knowing how to ski.

We're not just about servicing
the client, if you will.

We're genuine companions.

What you might call,
uh, lifestyle sponsors.

But it's still
all fucking in the end, right?

They spoke to me in French.

I took German and Spanish. Je
ne parle pas a lot of French.

Hi.

Look, I know things
haven't gone very well so far,

and I know what I said in French

was that I grew up in
a small town called London
which is very picturesque.

But people who know me would say

that I'm clever,
I'm discreet, I'm strong,

I've read every feminist book
since Simone de Beauvoir and I
still do what I do,

and I am very, very good.

I like her.

I'm a courtesan.

They said I need new clothes and
I need to learn another language

and I need new photos, which
I totally need your help with.
But I did it, Ben.

I'm in!

OK, call me back.

Is that weird?

Asking your ex-boyfriend to take
photos of you in your underwear

so rich strangers can decide
whether they want to pay you
to have sex with them?

That's all right, isn't it?

There's something
I have to do first.

So I won't be sent to any more
stag dos "by mistake"

and I won't be putting
bits of sponge up myself
during my period

and I won't be giving you
40% of anything.

I'm with
Diamond International now.

It's been lovely, ladies.

Aren't you
forgetting something?

There you go.

Last week?
Yep.

Hang on.

I'll give you a receipt.

Photographs have a huge impact
on the sort of client you get.

The more expensive you are,
the less flesh you flash.

Cleavage is good, but no
nipples. Not at this level.

Pointing your toes is great if
you wish your legs were longer.

But then...

so are these.

The lean back is a good one
for hiding your tummy.

But if you're still not
looking classy enough,

go monochrome.

That actually
looks professional.

Yeah, you scrub up OK.

Are you deleting them?
Yeah.

Oh, don't! They're nice!

I can't keep photos of you
on my camera, Han.

She shouldn't be
looking at your camera, Ben.

How's the house hunting going?

Yeah, it's good.
We're looking in St Albans.

Very nice.

Actual... grown-up place.

Well, you can't keep on renting
after you're married.

What do you know
about real life?
You're gonna be an uber-whore.

So, am I the first patron
of the new all-improved Belle?

Yes, you are, Mr Rothman.

You deserve...
to be treated... like this.

Mmm.

You deserve everything.

That's why I want you
to have this apartment.

What?

This is your apartment.
If you want it.

No...?!

Yeah.

No. Oh, my God!

My own see-through stairs!

I'm still working nights,

but I get five people under me
and it's a lot more money.

And the new place belongs
to one of the partners?

Yeah, from the LA office.

The lease on this place
runs out next month, so...

Are these yours?

No, Mum, I stole them.

Look.

I used to read this to you.

I know. Why don't you
take it for Jackie?

Well, don't you want it?

I'm not gonna need it.
You should take it.
It'd be nice for the baby.

OK.

Hannah, I know you've always
belonged to your dad.

Oh, Mum.

No, I know that. It's just I
understand what Jackie's doing.

Same thing I did.

Your world
I don't know at all.

What do you think, Dad?

We're so proud of you.

I thought about
getting you a cat,

but then I thought that's
way too much responsibility.

Then I thought about
getting you a fish,

but then I remembered
that you find all fish...

...strangely depressing.

Yeah, the man at the shop said
that's the lowest maintenance
you can get.

Aww.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Being at the top
of my profession
means I'm completely in charge.

I sift through the applicants
judging their spelling
and grammar.

Some of those go on
to a conversation.

And a small number of those
I arrange to meet
for a sort of mutual interview.

My name's Rupert.

It's a filtering process.

Some of them want a paid
mistress, a holiday companion.

Others are after
a female friend they can fuck.

But they all want
something more than sex.

I'll be in touch.

See you.
Bye.

So, have you got yourself
much of a list yet?

I've got four now.

That's including...?
That's including yourself.

You wanna watch that.
You don't want more than that.

The more guys a courtesan sees,
the less prestigious she is.

I'll remember that.

Listen, uh, we're filming in
Scotland next month. I want you
to come out and join me.

Really?
Sure.

They've got me this little
place. It'll be... charming.

And do you know what I found?

I found, with the dinners
and the taxis and the ballet,
dating cost me just the same.

And these were very nice women,

but divorced and complicated
or crazy and young.

Well, you do tend
to date actresses.

No, I married actresses.
I dated waitresses.

What did you study?

Politics and economics.

Really?
No.

I changed to English
when I saw the hours.

You could do so many things.

Mitchell, you're not
trying to save me, are you?

Hell, no.

I live in the real world.

They need me on set.

I was saying I'm sorry
I couldn't make it.

I had to come
to Scotland. Ben.

Ben?

Ben? Hello? The signal's shit.

You're demanding.

What the hell are you doing?

Christ.

What, you think that's cute?

Great.

This is how it's gonna be, huh?

I was just wondering if there
was a time when all the women
get together at all.

Not that often.
I mean, everyone's
so busy and diffuse.

Of course. Yeah, yeah.

But you're doing well, though.

I heard you had one of
Mitchell Rothman's places.

Did you?

Has he got lots of places?

Yes. Unusual man.

He's got girls in places
all over the world.

He's what we call a collector.

But... Mitchell's well,
isn't he?

Yeah. Yeah, everything's fine.

OK. Bye.

What is it? What's up?

I'm so fucking bored,
and... lonely.

Jesus, Hannah. You call me over
here in the middle of the night
'cause you're bored?

Serpico's on.

I hate Serpico.
It's you that loves Serpico.

All right,
stop saying Serpico.

Vanessa,
I won't be long.

Yeah. Can we
talk about that later?

Do you want another cocktail
or just a cup of tea, Ben?

No, I understand.
I understand, love.

Well, thanks for that.
That's just fucking brilliant.

What?
You knew exactly
what you were doing.

What? I asked you
what you wanted to drink.

Just--
So she knows you're with me.

It's not like we're fucking.
We're best mates.
I'm gonna be your best man.

You know what?

You are bored.
You are lonely.

You never see any of
your university friends,
your family.

You've lied about it all!
You've alienated everyone,

for this.

For all this shit!

Don't go.

Yeah, Vanessa wonders
what I'm doing here at midnight.

Of course.
Because she knows, Hannah.

Shit, at our wedding
she's gonna be sat there
next to me in her dress.

And you're gonna
get up and give your speech.

And every single person
in the room's gonna be thinking:

"Why isn't he marrying her?"

Belle?

Do you like this font?

Yeah, it's nice.

So what are you now?

An independent escort.

Good. I always thought
"courtesan" sounded a bit silly.

I like short appointments,
I like lots of clients.
Don't wanna be a paid wife.

I can always be
your security.

What?

Not in a pimpy kind of way.

Seriously, though,

wouldn't Vanessa mind me
calling you with, like, names
and addresses and everything?

Won't that cause problems?

I've called it off.

What?

The wedding.
We're not getting married.

And I don't wanna
marry you.

I know.

But when I realized that,
I realized...

I don't wanna
marry her either.

Hi, Mum.

You need to press it down
really hard.

Yeah, Ben's here.

Hello, Mrs B.

She says do you want
to come for Sunday lunch?

Only if she does her lamb.

He said yes.

Can I come too, though?

That's the thing.

In London you can keep secrets,
you can be anonymous,

you can be whoever you want.

But as long as one person
knows you entirely
and loves you still,

it's the best place
in the world.