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Can't you knock before you come in?
- Before I come into the kitchen?

Are you gonna stay there?

D'you want her?

Yes, yes.
- Here she comes.

What's going on?
- None of your business.

Keep your insolent trap shut!
Where is Lavinia?

I don't know.

Then go and look for her,
you stupid bitch!

We need a word with you.
- Give it up, Bob. I'm not selling.

You're not, no. But your Britt
and your Uncle Kamiel are.

Now what? Gonna throw me out?
- Yes.

Out of my own joint?
- Yeah. Cos it's my joint now, Paul!

Vice squad!

Turn that music off!

Hands on the bar, all of you! I want to
be able to see everyone's hands!

And don't move!
- Haven't you got anything better to do?

Shut up and put your hands on the bar.
- What a loser!

Right, you can come with me.
Come on.

Fuckin' bastard!

Fuckin' hell!

Fascist!

Take her back to the station.

Yeah, yeah, fuckface!

Ignorant peasant.

Hey, did you buy these in the sale,
by any chance?

Some of them are bloody gypsies.
- Are they?

Yes, they are! D'you expect me
to believe you didn't know?

They're gonna be really happy
about that in Holland!

They're nice chicks, aren't they?
- Very nice.

And, what's more, very cheap. Eh?

10,000 euro? My arse!
This spells trouble.

I can feel it in my water!
Have you got their passports?

And now piss off, arsehole. Come on.

Come with me.
- About time!

And where's my phone?
Or were you plannin' on keepin' it?

I lay awake at night thinking about it.
It's a time bomb.

But who would they tell?

I dunno, but if they do, we've had it.
They saw the whole thing.

And Bob's running the Kama Sutra now.
- What difference does that make?

Bob's into Thai chicks.

It's only a matter of time before he's
in the sack with one, then we've had it.

We can't bump 'em both off, Eddy,
can we?

I'd sleep easier at night!
- Yeah...

Anyway, if Bob does end up in the sack
with one of those Thai chicks

then it probably won't be
in order to chat about Ray.

Bob's convinced
you've got something to do with it, Jan.

He hasn't mentioned it to me any more.
- But he has to me!

It'll all blow over.

And what if they spill the beans
to Inesa at the Kama Sutra?

I wouldn't trust her as far as I could
throw her! She's no fan of ours either.

You're just being neurotic, man!
No one misses Ray. No one.

Ray was a dog.

All the more reason
why I don't wanna go to jail for it!

I want to go home.
- What will your mother say about that?

I don't know...

You haven't told her about it yet?

She just wanted to know
when I was going to send her more money.

She doesn't care about anything else...

Has she got another mobile phone?
- It's her third one already.

Well, if you don't have to
work for it yourself...

She said I was a bad daughter.

I only thought of myself.

'A disgrace to the family... '
The same old story.

She doesn't do a thing herself. Except
waste my money. She's good at that.

I feel like the family's ATM!

So why do you want to go back?

I don't know...
- Or do you want to go back to Pattaya?

Maybe... What else can I do?

I'm not going back in order to earn
5,000 baht a month

working in a factory
or cleaning offices.

Cunt!

Good evening sir.

How much?

She's Russian. She only speaks a little
English. And Russian, of course.

How much?
- 80 euro for half an hour.

And 150 for the full hour.

I'd go for the full hour.
Then you can take your time.

Our Nastya.

It's upstairs. Can you get there
by yourself or shall I help you?

Well then...

Same thing.

You stupid twat!

Yeah, right!

Makes no difference.

He was this big, the poor sap.

He was really pissed off!

No nooky, no money.

Aren't you overreacting a bit, Eddy?
She's a good girl.

Would that woman of yours
let a gnome like that mount her?

What d'you reckon?
After all, money is money!

Esther wants to quit.
- Really?

How's she gonna make a living then?
- I ought to have a word with Bob.

Maybe he could use someone
at the Kama Sutra.

To do the dishes?

D'you enjoy that, Jan?
- What?

Winding people up like that.
- Yeah, I think it's funny!

Well, I don't!

I'm not keeping my mouth shut any
longer. I've had enough of your games.

What's got into you all of a sudden?

D'you really believe
that woman wants to quit?

How stupid can you get? She's a whore,
Danny. It's all she knows...

She can't even stop herself at home.

You dunno what you're talking about.
- Don't I? Why don't you ask him?

While you were in hospital with a burnt
arse, he rode her every single day.

In your apartment. You couldn't open
a door without findin' 'em at it!

Is that true, Jan?

What d'you want me to say, Danny?
She's a whore!

You didn't have to pay for it, eh?

Does that make any difference?
- We're pals!

Exactly. Kick her out!

Did you have to?

Hello Ruud.
- I want four new chicks, Bob.

One, two, three, four.

You pull something like this again
and that's it!

I've had it!
- Take a seat, Ruud. Calm down.

Breathe.

Here. This cunt.
She robbed one of my best customers.

The guy was a regular and no trouble.
Won't see him again.

They're scum, Bob.
Gypsy scum.

Yeah, but you always want to pay
as little as possible for 'em, Ruud.

That's got fuck all to do with it, Bob!
You know that as well as I do!

And the other two have run away?
- They have, yeah. No trace of 'em!

What about her?
- Her? She doesn't get on with Rachelle.

Yeah, but Rachelle
doesn't have to fuck her.

As long as the clients think she's OK.
- I've got enough shit.

I don't want the bitch any more.
Full stop.

Listen.
I want to be fair about this.

I'll take her back and I'll replace her.
I'll come up with something.

Hey, you!

There! See?

But you can't blame me
for the two you let run away, Ruud.

I supply the girls
but it's your job to watch 'em.

I don't agree, Bob.
If you supply scum like this...

Look at her!
That's all the proof you need!

The other two were a lot calmer.
- Yeah, until they got in our car.

One bitch was deranged.
She threw up all over Nico.

Great fun!
- How are we gonna resolve this?

Well, if you get me
two nice eastern Europeans,

that may resolve it.
- That's as may be, Ruud.

But I haven't got seven spare ones
in the drawer for you to choose from.

Did you see Danny last night?
- No. Why?

No reason.

He didn't call or anything?
- No. He came to take over from you, eh?

Could you try calling him on his mobile?
- Why? He's still asleep.

He came and took over from me
at the Pussycat last night.

Then he got into an argument with Jan
and stormed off.

Who's with those Russians now?
- Jan. I had been there since lunchtime.

So where's Danny?
- I don't know.

Who's gonna be the new boss at
the Kama Sutra? Has it been decided yet?

Inesa. Use your brain!

I've always said that
those Russians steal our jobs!

Inesa is from Lithuania.
- What difference does that make?

Why does it have to be a foreigner?
She can't even speak proper Dutch.

Why not Danny? Or you?

Ask Bob Sels.
- Do you think it's fair?

How much d'you reckon he'll pay her?

Tony, I've talked it over with Bob. If
they refuse a client, they get a fine.

Did you also tell him
the client was a dwarf?

Yeah.

Here she is. She raised hell
at Ruud's joint in Breda last night.

And two of her girlfriends ran off.
We've lost them.

Great bloody publicity!
- And the other one?

They didn't want her any more.

What's gonna happen now?

I've got to supply three other ones
to help them out.

Who can you do without
for a few days?

Can't he get replacements elsewhere?

They're having a gang bang tomorrow.
There'll be fifty men there

and he's only got three girls left.
Some party that'll be!

We can send her, eh?
She's starting to play up anyway.

Was everything alright, sir?

Wow... He's not very happy.

You don't get your money right away.
That's not how it's done here.

Fuckin' hell!

Cunt!

I've got to half empty
the Pussycat tomorrow

to help that clog wearer out
with his gang bang!

Great, eh? And it's all your fault!

Hey, maybe you can explain to me
why I put up with you? Eh?

Every time you do something,
it turns into a cock-up! Every time!

And it's never your fault.
No, of course not.

I'm slowly starting to feel
like a real mug!

And what am I supposed to do with
that sweet little gypsy?

Eddy was beside himself with joy
when I turned up with her earlier on.

Can't you sell her?
- Who to?

I'd have to sell her for a song
to the Moroccans.

Talk of the devil...

What's up?
- We've got problems, Bob.

That gypsy bitch went completely crazy.

She stabbed me with a knife.

And then she ran off.
- What?

Where has she gone?
- I don't know.

I'm sitting here bleeding like a pig.

I need to get to the hospital, urgently.

And you're just gonna close the place,
or what?

Call Danny. Get him to come in early.
- I can't get hold of him.

He's not answering his phone.
- There's always something!

I'll send Jan.
Hang on until he gets there.

Fuckin' hell!

Fine by me...

Bitch!

Arrogant cunt!

You stupid, ugly cow!
- You filthy Russian whore!

Cunt!

Cunt!

Jan.

Where's Bob?

He left ages ago.
- Yeah, right!

Why didn't you call Danny?
He could've come in a bit earlier.

He's not answering his phone.
- But he'll be here in a minute?

No idea.
- What about Eddy?

Eddy's gone to hospital, to A&E.
He had a hole this big in his stomach.

What am I supposed to do here?
- Look after those bitches, Tony.

I'm going to bed.

I'm not staying here all night.
- Neither am I.

Bloody hell...

Esther?

Fuckin' hell!

Esther? Esther! Esther!

Shit.

Goddammit!

Where have you been? You're a fine one!

I've been trying to call you since
yesterday. I had a fuckin' awful night!

I've just come from the hospital.

One of those bitches
Jan brought back from Romania.

Totally deranged!
Grabbed a knife from behind the bar

and slash! She got me,
first in my arm, then in my stomach.

And did I bleed! They had to stitch it.

And, worst of all,
Bob knew what she was like!

They'd had trouble with her before.
At Ruud Steven's joint in Breda.

Hey...

Is something wrong, man?

Jesus fuckin' Christ!

What have you done?

Fuckin' hell, Danny!
You could've just kicked her out.

Holy shit!

What did you do that for?

You've fuckin' smashed her head in!

I didn't! I found her like that. She was
lying there when I got home. Dead.

Man, oh man, oh man...

Fuck...

What are we gonna do?
- Don't know.

You can't just leave her
lying there like that, pal!

When did it happen?
- I don't know.

She was lying there when I got home.

I'm gonna call the cops.
- Whoa, hold on a minute.

Let's think about this first.

What are you gonna tell 'em?

That I got home and found her
lying there like that.

What?

They're never gonna believe you.
- Why not?

Because you've been caught
with a body before. Remember?

And I ended up
spending three years in jail!

I haven't done anything.
- I hadn't then either.

So what do I do then?
- I don't know.

Tony...
- Ignore him...

I don't want to lie on a sofa
and have twenty men...

Neither do we, Yana!

What if we stick together
and don't let anyone leave?

They can't make us.
We made an agreement.

Maybe Inesa will help.
- She brought us here.

She's been lying to us from
the beginning. Why would she help us?

The snake...

I think Inesa's OK.
- Yes, so do I.

Tony promised to help find a solution.
- Tony...

He's the only one
who still cares about us.

Do you really believe that?
- Yes.

Tony is the accountant. He has no say
in anything. How naive can you be?

Maybe, but at least he gives us
some money now and then.

I was given 50 euro twice in Breda.
That's all.

Just enough to buy cigarettes.
It's all gone. I'm skint.

Every time I had to go with a client,

the boss's bitch of a wife told him
he didn't have to give me a tip.

That the price was all-in.

You don't have to tell Dutchmen
something like that twice!

If we agree that we won't work any more
if any of us are sent to Holland,

then they won't have a choice,
will they?

They can't force us to go with clients.
Not all at the same time.

I'd give it a try. Really...

Holland is much worse than here,
believe me.

And the neighbours didn't see you go in?

No.

Are you sure?
- Yes.

No one's gonna miss her, eh?

What?
She'd quarrelled with all her family.

So?

And she didn't have many friends either.
- There's still me!

Police

Oh no!
- Fuck me!

I told you! I fuckin' knew it!
Bloody fuckin' hell!

Calm fuckin' down!
- I am calm!

Good morning, gentlemen. We're checking
for drivers over the limit.

Could you turn the engine off, please?

Have you been drinking, sir?
- Me? No.

Would you blow into the machine
for me anyway?

Here you are.

Could you get out and
go with my colleague, please?

Can you drive, sir? With one arm?
- Yes, officer. No problem.

Then you're going to have to blow
into the machine too. Here you are.

Thank you.

Could you get out too, please.

Hello, Tony speaking.
- Tony, it's me.

I've got a problem, man.

The cops breathalysed us.
Now we can't drive.

Oh, right. Who is 'we'?
- Me and Danny.

And the car can't stay here.
Could you...

D'you know what you can do?
Kiss my arse! You got that?

Wanker!

Car keys.

I live near here.
- That's easy then. You can walk.

Can't we come to some arrangement?
So I can take the car?

You know how it is, my old lady...
Otherwise I have to come back tomorrow.

What do you mean?

How much?

Sit down here.

Bloody hell!

Hello. D'you know what the time is?

Sit down, pal.

You're well over the limit, pal. You're
not allowed to drive in that state.

And where are the keys then?
- The cops have got 'em.

So how am I supposed to drive it away?
Are the doors locked?

No, they're open. You had a garage
for years, for God's sake!

Starting it'll be a piece of cake!

Something's not right here, Eddy.
- No, nothing's right!

Just get that fuckin' car out of there!
- Fine...

That's all very well,
but what's in it for me?

You get half.
- Half of what?

Half of a lot.

Come on!

Got it!

Fuckin' hell!

Holy shit!