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Jan said you needed some girls. Take your pick.

That one. - Why do you get first choice?

I'm the one who is owed the most money, eh?

Maybe, but whose fault is it I've lost all my money?

I couldn't get away. I couldn't do anything...

What could she do against four men?

Go on, get in. And be strong.

It's on fire!

Undo me!

It was an accident, Nong.

Why on earth did she go with that scumbag?

I'd told her all about him.

Her father's ill. He needs to go to hospital but they can't afford it.

She needed the money, Thip. - But there were other foreigners!

They wouldn't pay her bar fine.

I'd already lent her 3,500 baht to send to her family.

I didn't know about that.

It doesn't matter.

I start at Cheerleaders tonight. - Why?

The T&A isn't about to open again and I need the money.

Can I come with you?

We can try.

What are you going to do, Thip?

Have you got any money?

I know the mama-san at Cheerleaders. They're always looking for new girls.

You can come too, if you like.

Look at the state of you, man!

You do realise you can't go back to work looking like that?

You'll scare the clients with that patch.

Are you always gonna have it?

Is there still an eye in there?

Can't they stick a glass one in there or something?

They didn't know yet.

And anyway, who's gonna pay for it all?

I don't know, Gino. Your medical insurance?

Don't forget we've had a load of expense too.

Door busted, the bar, the walls full of holes.

An aquarium worth 2,000 euro. All the fish dead.

And three chicks gone. Who d'you think's gonna pay for that?

But OK. I'll help you out.

Here you are. 2,500. You can count it later.

And when you've got a new eye, come and see me.

I'll find something for you. Don't worry.

But then it's agreed that you don't talk to the cops any more.

You know you're not allowed to stand near the school!

I can stand wherever I like! - Stand. Not solicit.

I wasn't soliciting. I had to be there for something.

Visiting your family, were you? In your Sunday best?

Hello, Esther. Everything OK?

Stay away from there! Can't you go and work in a bar somewhere?

I want to be my own boss.

That's as may be, but you can't do it there. OK?

Where can I do it then? - Ray Van Mechelen is out.

Is he? - Is he working with Bob Sels now?

I dunno. - What about Danny? What's he up to?

I don't know what he gets up to. Whatever it is, it doesn't pay much.

If it did, I wouldn't be here now. - No, that's true.

I'm gonna get them to book you.

You're jokin'! Are you getting a kick out of this?

OK, then. Think carefully! Where is Van Mechelen?

This one.

Doesn't he want to try her? - No, leave it.

You're going with them.

You're going with them too.

What's up? - He wants to see some other girls.

This one's good. Great tits! Show him your tits.

Leave it. He doesn't want to see them. Get ten more over here.

Hello?

We're open for business again, sir. Gino's still on holiday.

Goodbye, sir.

I've already done 73 clients. 73 clients in three weeks!

73 times 60 euro,

that's more than 4,000 euro.

That's not fair! That wasn't the deal.

What's the matter? - It's all that spicy food here.

My arse feels like it's on fire all the time.

Don't you get that? - No. Eat lots of bananas.

Bananas? You're havin' me on! - I'm just trying to help, pal.

Bob Sels. I'm not in the mood for him right now.

He wants his money back, Jan. - He'll have to come and get it then!

What about me? - Sorry, pal.

I offered you a deal. Chicks to take back to Belgium but you didn't want to.

Plus, d'you know how much money I'm losing every day now the T&A is shut?

Not those English guys. Me. Muggins here.

You're always fuckin' whining about your problems but what about me?

Who have you been sponging off for the past four weeks?

Hello? - Hello to you too.

I'm still waiting for my 10,000 euro, pal.

Well, you'll just have to wait a bit longer!

Your go.

We had to sift through 'em but I found six decent ones.

He did have a lot to choose from. - Got anything for the Kama Sutra?

I think so. Although I haven't seem 'em dancing naked yet.

What? Haven't you seen 'em naked?

That's asking for it, man.

When'll they be here? - Next week.

They're coming by minibus. It's a lot cheaper. I'll call you.

Fuckin' hell!

It's always the same with Russians!

Hey, I'm not deaf!

No.

Go away.

What's happened?

To your arm?

Nice pictures. - You can see 'em in the flesh Monday.

Four have to go straight to Holland. To Breda.

And I need two for the Kama Sutra. - I'd send them the last two.

The price is quite reasonable, judging by the looks of it...

Alyona.

Yana. Nice merchandise.

To us.

See, it's not working out bad, is it? You and me?

I need five girls rather urgently for the Koh Samui.

That's a Thai joint in Rotterdam with massage and other crap.

You can eat there too.

But I can hardly send five Russians there, can I?

Jan Verplancke's history. I'm not using him any more.

Has he paid your advance back yet? - Have you had your money back yet?

Fancy going to Thailand to look for a new supplier for us?

I'll pay. And we'll split the profit fifty-fifty. What d'you reckon?

Then you can drop in on Jan while you're at it.

Where is she from? - I don't know.

French? German?

Transdniestr.

Is that a country?

Moldova.

Ruski? - Yes.

An answering machine! - What do we do now?

Hello, Mum. - Thip.

Nice top you're wearing. - I've brought you something.

Open it.

Wow! - The legs may be a bit too long.

They're fantastic! Thanks, sis!

They must've been very expensive!

Mum.

It's not much. But the club has been closed all week.

I need more. Your brother desperately needs some new shoes.

And I've got to pay for her school next week.

Lon! How's school going?

She hasn't been this week.

Why not? - Because she had to help me.

I have to do everything myself, now you live in the city.

She has to go to school, Mum!

She can help you after school, can't she?

I can probably start somewhere else the day after tomorrow.

I'll go back tomorrow morning. - That soon?

I'll take her to school and then I'll catch the bus.

I heard about Kai. Was she asleep in that hotel when the fire broke out?

It was in the middle of the night.

Kai had a warm heart.

Her father is seriously ill. He's bed-ridden.

I wonder how he'll be able to pay for his medicine now?

Be smart. Pretend you don't know me.

Inesa.

Hello.

What's your name? - Svetlana legorova.

Where are you from? - Tiraspol, Transdniestr.

She doesn't understand any Russian. Quickly, tell me what's happened.

We don't get paid. We haven't seen a single euro. You lied to us.

Did you run away? - What do you think?

They want to know if you're a whore. Shake your head.

Believe me, they won't help you.

They'll put you on a plane with no money. Then you'll lose everything.

We sometimes do up to six clients a day and don't get paid.

We're not even allowed out! - Hold on.

What happened to your hand?

I climbed out of the window and hurt myself.

I'm not going to file a complaint.

I'll talk to the boss.

She wants to know what you're doing here.

Did she go to the cops? - Yes.

They're taking her back now to check her papers.

What can I say? Sorry, pal. I was downstairs.

I can hardly join them in bed with the clients!

Your sorry doesn't get me very far, does it?

We haven't had a cop in the Pussycat for 3 years

and now we've had two visits in the space of a month!

Hello? Bob?

He hung up.

What a shame... - What?

That you're such a loser!

Ray Van Mechelen's only been out four weeks and he's off abroad already.

He's back to playing the big shot again!

While you're babysitting at the Pussycat.

And you even manage to screw that up! - You're not doing so great yourself!

Has he paid you back for Thailand yet? - Huhhh...

I'll be damned... So you're working for Bob Sels now?

Yeah, among other things.

I didn't know you two were such good buddies!

Anyway... How many girls do you need? - Five.

When by? - As soon as possible.

You know the price. 6,000 dollar each.

Have they gone up? - Come on, Ray. That's the going rate.

You even get a doctor's certificate to say they haven't got anything nasty.

Verplancke still owes you money too, eh?

40,000 euro. That's without the interest.

And he still owes Bob Sels 10,000.

Right...

You can both kiss that goodbye.

Federal Police. Does a man by the name of Gino Smits live here?

Yes.

Is he in? - Yes.

We'd like to have a few words with him.

But you are the owner of the Pussycat, aren't you?

Didn't you understand the question?

The club's registered in your name. So that makes you the owner, right?

It doesn't belong to him.

I used to work there.

But not any more? - No.

He's been in hospital. - Did they kick you out?

Yeah. Cos... of my eye.

What happened to your eye?

Something went flying into it. - A bird?

The Pussycat's a whorehouse, isn't it? - There are a few girls there.

To chat to or to fuck?

That depends. - Oh yeah? What on?

You worked there. So what exactly did you do?

I had to keep an eye on things.

Just the one then?

Who was your boss there?

Bob. - Bob who?

Bob Sels.

Oh, Bob.

What's going on, Tony?

Where have they come from? - From Morozov. The girls Ray chose.

That's not right. I've seen all their pictures.

They can come and take 'em away again.

I've already paid in full, Bob. - What?

That's what was agreed, wasn't it? - Bloody hell!

You should've waited for me, you wanker!

Hello? There are six ugly cows in my office.

How can that be? I showed you their pictures.

They've dumped different chicks here.

Don't pay for 'em then. Refuse to accept 'em.

Tony's already paid in full. Cash on delivery.

There are even a couple I wouldn't like to bump into on a dark night!

Well, call Morozov then.

Aren't the two we wanted for the Kama Sutra there either?

No, dammit! He's your friend, Ray. You're the one who did the deal.

I can't clean up the shit here in Thailand and be in your office too.

Hello, playboy.

Bloody hell, Ray. What brought you here?

The bus.

Nice hat. I hear you've already turned a hotel into a bonfire.

And you still dare to show your face round here?

I'd have been on a plane home by now.

A spell in the cooler here ain't like at home!

And you wouldn't get off with three years here.

I spent three years inside for something I didn't do!

Remember? - Yeah.

Where's Jan?

No idea.

When will he be back? - This evening, I imagine.

I ain't Jan's secretary.

Did you get your money back yet?

No. - You don't seem to be that bothered.

You do what you like, Eddy. But I've waited long enough.

Tell Jan I'll be back for it tomorrow afternoon.

Have fun!

Bloody hell...

Hello? - Have you seen Ray Van Mechelen?

He popped in for afternoon tea with Eddy. I wasn't home. Why?

Ray's moving in on my turf. - Right... What did you expect?

What's happened? - I rescued the shit from the gutter.

He didn't have a fuckin' pot to piss in. Now he's selling girls behind my back.

What am I supposed to do about it? Why are you calling me?

Cos he's out there to see you. Keep him there!

What d'you mean? - I don't fuckin' want to see him again!

I've had it with the guy!

Hello, Jan. - Oh.

Eddy.

I've come to collect my 40,000 euro.

You were gonna pay it back in instalments but I ain't seen a cent.

You were gonna send some chicks to Belgium. But so far... fuck all!

So? - So I've come back to get it.

Give me a few minutes.

Did you go and see those fuckin' English guys?

Did they call you? - I asked you a question.

Did you expect you could jerk me around for ever?

If that clown doesn't want his money, that's up to him.

But I ain't standin' for it!

You fuckin' cunt!

Stop. That's enough.

Oh, fuck... Fuck.

Fuck. - What are we gonna do about them?

You got any suggestions? - They saw the whole thing.

If we tell anyone, they'll murder our families.

Sorry... I can't find a second spade.

That's deep enough.

Stop now, Eddy. Come on.

Bastard.

No, I'll do that.

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