All language subtitles for Posted.by.DD_Matrioshki_S01_E07

Previously on Matrioshi...

And you start striping again tonight.
Do you hear me? No more favours.

Please, mister, please.

Oh, come on.

But I can be a waitress.
- Tonight, you strip.

We're having problems
with those Russian bitches.

Ray is becoming far too soft.
- Is he?

They do just as they please.

Things'd be different
if it were up to me.

Lie down!

Lie down!

Bye-bye, Mr Maes!

Out of bullets, or what?

Bastard!

Police! Come out, please.
- I'm busy.

Come out of there.

Can I pull my trousers up?
Or must I come out like this?

What is so urgent?

Since when are Russian hookers
a priority around here?

Did you tip off those guys at the 69
about the raid or not?

No.

How many times do I have to tell you?

We're going to suspend you
for three months.

You know we have no other option.
- Thanks.

Luna!

That bitch is crazy!

Help her up.

Take her legs. You too.
Hold her legs.

But she needs to go to a hospital.

Luna!

Luna!

Luna!

We must call an ambulance.

No, no, no, nothing happened.

Call an ambulance, you fuckin' idiot!

Trhee months later

Luna!

Luna!

It's us.

Daria, remember?

What is this?

Daria.

No, no I don't want to do that, Eva.
- Why not?

You don't like me?
- Yes, yes, of course, I like you

but I don't want sex with you.

Not here.

But you paid for it.
- Yes, but that's not important.

Do you come here often?
- No.

Every night?
- No.

It is only my second time.

You don't believe me?
- Yes, yes...

One of my friends was raped in this room.

She was only seventeen years old.

Raped?

Can we go somewhere else?You and me?
I mean outside...

No, we all have to stay here.
I mean, inside the club.

But, if I pay for it?

You're on time.

How on earth can you enjoy this?

I don't even like eating fish!

I sold the garage yesterday.

What? The garage?
And what about Verplancke?

I couldn't care less.
Verplancke's dishonest.

We've finally got rid of him.

Son...

I'm getting out.

Getting out?

What will you do with the 69?

You're not ready for that yet, son.

What d'you mean?
- I've talked to Ray.

The building will still belong to us.

But he'll run the business.

And what about me?

You can carry on working there,
same as now.

I've got to work for Ray, Dad?

Nothing much will change.
- Yeah, right!

You've no idea what's involved
in running that place.

Eddy will still be there too!

Eddy is a barkeeper.

Ray is too soft.
Everybody knows that.

Have you any idea
how much I invested in that dump?

Every month I drop off
a wad of cash for the rent.

If you don't forget.

What am I gonna do now? Sue?
- I wouldn't try that.

Can I come back here to work?
- John would love that!

I thought
you were running things here now.

I was good enough
to do your dirty work!

How much shit have I got you out of?
- You made a packet doing it, Jan.

Maybe I could use a driver.
- A driver?

Mr Big now, are we?

We're going back
into the escort business.

With those Russians?
- Business is slow.

We'll take it easy. No ads. No names
and phone numbers on the internet.

That's taking it real easy!

Jan, I don't want trouble
with the tax man again.

You know a few night porters
at the big hotels.

Listen, I'll look for clients.
I'll drive the girls there and back.

30% for me, 70 for you.
- No way. Not 30%.

I've got all the expense,
I have to pay the women.

You don't pay those Russians, do you?
- Oh no? Twenty percent for you.

Twenty-five.
I've got expenses too.

Twenty!

How much do I owe you for a water?

Why doesn't anyone like you?

Why does everyone think you're
a scumbag? Ever thought about that?

Enjoy your meal.
- Enjoy your meal.

Wim, can I ask you something?
- Of course.

How much did you pay?

I mean to..., to Eddy, to take me out.

- That's not important.
- It is important, please tell me..

Why do you want to know?
- Please.

450 euros.

No.

Why? Is it too much?

My father has to work two months
to make 450 euro.

And you paid it just to eat with me?

Have you been in the club?
There's five people in there!

Last night the police were outside.
Checking ID cards.

We had to close at one.

Hasn't John got connections anymore?
- Ask him!

Hello Mark.
- Hello Esther.

Hi Sita.

We're going back into the escort business.
- Oh no!

Who was complaining yesterday
about not makin' any money?

How are you going to explain
to the Russians?

Some of them have never even been
in the VIP room!

That's not my fault, is it?
- I'd never have been so patient!

Can't you go with them to start with?

To hold their hand?

A lot of clients don't want
two girls at a time.

Depends on the price.

We just tell them that, as a good client,
they get the second one for free.

We have to keep an eye on them.
So we don't get trouble with clients.

How about putting on a lesbian show?
- Us and those Russians?

What? Afraid you might like it?
- Yeah, right.

How much are you going to charge?
Not less than 200!

Come on, don't exaggerate!

Half of Morocco has shagged you for under
40 euro! Don't start on about money!

We'll keep the VIP room rates.

20% for the driver,
40% for you, the rest for us.

That's not fair.
Elsewhere the girls get half.

Go elsewhere then.

Kalink, come on, we check the clients
before we'll send a gir, you know that.

And who is going to do that?
Danny?

No.

Jan Verplancke

What?

I don't believe this!
That scumbag, that...

No way! I'm going home.

Kalinka, stay here, it's too late.

I'm not going to do it.
- Calm down.

Loud mouth.
What's the matter?

I'm not going to do this.

OK.

But Eddy will force me.
- I'm his boss, remember?

Are you gonna talk to him?

What have I been hearing? Have you
taken Jan Varplancke on again?

Sorry Ray, I thought he knew.

Does my father know?
He was glad he'd finally got rid of him!

I'm sure you'll tell him.

You really fancy her lately, eh?

Don't you feel any disgust?
Half the city's shagged her.

You couldn't find anyone else
to drive the hookers around?

Why, d'you want to do it?
- Me? Yeah, right!

I'm not your fuckin' servant, you clown!

Takings were down again last night.
- You gonna do the books now?

Good thing someone took that Eva out
for a few hours.

250 euro.
And he brought her back on time, too.

That doesn't make up
for the rest of evening.

But Jan... Fuckin' hell.
How are we gonna keep a eye on him?

The rates are fixed. For one hour,
two hours and so on. Just like before.

Don't forget I'll know who he's taking!
- I don't trust him.

Do you?
- I don't know.

But you do, Ray?

No Vincent, I don't trust him!

Hello son.
- Uncle.

Have a seat.

I've had a visit from a bailiff.

Luna Leonova. She seems to have
been in hospital for three months now.

At our expense.

She has no medical insurance.

Have you any idea what that costs?

134 euro.

A day!

What idiot said that we would pay it?

An we've never contested an invoice.

They're probably lying around
somewhere amongst Eddy's junk.

11,792 euro plus interest
and bailiff's expenses.

In total 12,604 euro.

We can buy 2 new ones in Russia
for that much,

who'd make money
instead of costing us!

We're not gonna pay, are we?

What d'you think?

So you're going back
into the escort game?

We've gotta do something.
- And who gonna run the show?

Why don't we ask Jan Verplancke?

He's probably looking for another job.

Is there really no one else?

Any ideas, Ray?

I haven't got any!

Danny?

We need him at the 69.

Don't forget Verplancke
often got us out of the shit.

I don't like him. Make sure you reach
a clear understanding with him.

Hi darlin'!
Long time no see, eh!

What do you need from me?
- We have a escortjob for tonight.

At 8 o'clock. Jan will pick you up...
- I'm not doing escort, you know that.

Why not?
- Because...

Oh dear!
Madam thinks she's too good for that.

Speak English.

Why should I?
We're still in Belgium!

Sorry but it was Ray's idea
to start up escort service again.

The clients wants two girls
and he has asked for you.

He must seen you strippin'.

I don't do escort, and I
don't do sex with two girls.

Not even in the VIP room.

She's got big ideas. Is that 'cause Ray
lets her suck his willy now and then?

Take another girl.
Ray knows about it.

Fuck you!

If we let this go,
we can shut up shop soon.

So you enjoyed it last night then?

What?
- Well, our Eva.

Yeah...

Hi.

Hello.

You placed an order for two hours.
- Yes.

It's all there.

Let's say 5 o'clock sharp.
The twenty minutes are on the house.

But if you're late,
I'll have to charge you extra.

Yes, Uncle.

No Danny... Yes, just a minute.

Danny was there yesterday. With Kalinka.

...she won't get better.

She could be in there for months!
At 134 euro a day!

We've got to get her out.
If she's gone,

It's gonna be difficult for them
to make us pay!

Understand?

What are we gonna do with her?

We can't keep her at the 69
in her condition.

Get rid of her.

Look for some guys we can trust.

Don't take any risks.
- Yeah, OK, yeah...

Bloody hell.

What's wrong?
- Luna. She's not gonna get better anymore.

What do you mean?
- She's completly fucked up.

Brain damage.
And there is a problem with the insurance...

How do you mean?
- Well, the hospital wants us to pay now.

134 euro a day.

Just to bloody lie there in bed.

So what are you gonna to do?
- We have to get her out of there, what else?

Get her out of the hospital?

I told you she was too young.
She was not ready for it.

Yeah, yeah...

Why don't you never listen to me?

You gonna have a go at me too?

Are you OK?

What's wrong?
- Nothing.

Please tell me.

This is not real.

I mean you have to pay so much money
just to be with me for two hours.

To give me wine, to walk...

They won't let me be with you
without pay, do you understand?

I can not go out when I want to.
You must pay.

And I don't want to stay there.
I'm not a prostitute!

Do you want to go back home?
To Russia?

Do you miss your family?
- It's not it.

I lived with my father
and his new wife.

That was difficult.

My mum died when I was ten years old.

Your turn.

Your turn.

I don't want.

Go on!

Only normal sex.

If he want something special and extra,
he must pay extra..

Go on!

What's your name?
- Daria.

I'm Henry, nice to meet you.

You can put your clothes over there.

Let's start with a blowjob.

What's wrong with you?
Take off your clothes.

Come over here.

Take it off.

What's wrong with you?
Take off your bra.

You're pretty girl.

Darlin' what are you waiting for?
Start sucking.

Come on.

Bloody hell!

Take over her contrat?

Sir has got good taste!
Our Eva no less.

You want her to work for you?
- No, no, no.

Or do you want to marry her?

How much would it cost, then?

Really, it's compensation
for breach of contract.

We invest
a great deal of money in those girls,

we take care of the paperwork.
There's a lot involved.

We pay for dancing lessons.

It's not like you can just start
swinging bare-arsed around a pole.

That wouldn't draw much of a crowd!

12,500 euro.
And we'll rip up the contract.

That's a lot of money.
- You say that.

We make practically nothing out of it.

Last week we had a visit
from a colleague from Germany

And he was taken with Eva as well.

But he wants several of our girls.

So we're still haggling over the price.

You know what Germans are like.

Can I see the contract?
- The contracts are with our lawyer.

It's all standard stuff.
We've used them for years.

I don't have that kind of money on me.
- I understand.

If you want a make absolutely sure,
pay me a small advance.

Then that German
will have to settle for someone else.

Pay me 25%.

That will be...

3,125 euro.

What about the rest?
- By the end of the week is fine.

What d'you think? Have we got a deal?

Have you got American Express,
Master Card, Visa, cheques?

We accept everything.
As long as it's money!

Ah, there she is!

Hello darlin', this gentleman is going to
take over your contract from us.

Don't get carried away, OK?

What are you doing here?

Good evening, sir. ID card please.

Roger. Over and out.

I asked you a question.
- Routine check. Vice squad.

Outside our door, four times a week?
- That's not up to us, sir.

It can talk!
Who'd have thought!

When you get home tonight, what'll
you say to that ugly woman of yours?

Had a good night,
harassed thirty-five people!

Or what do you say?
- ID card. You too.

I'd get out of here.

So would I. This is gonna get ugly.

I warned you.

You can come down the station
and explain there.

I don't think they get it, Ray.

Tiger 12 to control. Back-up
urgently required at Studio 69. Over.

What's up, Tiger? Scared?

Is this really necessary?

Dino 5 to Tiger 12.
We're on our way. Over.

Roger.
- What is all this?

Good evening, sir. ID card, please.
- Again?

Just carry on.
- Your ID card, sir.

You finished messing around?

Hey! Want me to cut off your balls?

What?
Reasonable?

What?

Alright, alright.

What happened?

Has she already told everyone?

Did you really throw up all over him?

I can't do it. It turns my stomach.

You don't put a dick down your throat!

I didn't! I hardly touched it!

I think it's disgusting.

Did you have to give the guy
his money back?

No, but he paid Esther
and she won't give me my share.

Why not?
- She says I didn't have to work for it.

I can't stand her! The slut!

What exactly do you do
in the separe then?

Not blow jobs!
- What then?

Just... With my hand...
- And the clients think that's OK?

Why don't you just pretend?

You only take the end between your lips
and then you start using your hand.

But you move your head up an down
and moan a bit.

Almost everyone buys it!
That's what it is, just pretend!

Don't touch me, you wanker!

Shut the fuck up and sit down.
- I'm not gonna sit nowhere. I'm off.

I'd stay here, if I were you,
because I'm out of here in a minute!

Mr Van Mechelen, have a seat.

At least you've got good manners.

We would like you to make a statement.
- I've got nothing to say.

Insulting a police officer on duty,
refusal to identify yourself,

resisting arrest, illegal possession
and carrying of a weapon...

Don't be silly.
Insulting a police officer...

I kept myself bloody well in check!

What are you guys up to?

How long do you plan
to harass people in our street?

As long as it takes.

You've been there two weeks
and found nothing.

You know we've got clients
who could make your life miserable.

Phone them then!

You don't get it, eh?
- I think I do, Mr Van Mechelen.

Are you trying to blackmail us
or have I got that wrong?

Think of it as a warning.

You can spend the night in here.
- Come on, man. Is this a joke?!

You'll have to release me tomorrow.
- Yes. Tomorrow.

Are you OK?

Yes.

Are you happy?
- I think so.

I'm really happy you're here,
and you don't have to back anymore.

You know, we could go to the seaside for a couple days

to relax, to walk...

And I want you to meet my parents.

My mother wants to invite you for a dinner.

I need more time, Wim.
Please understand.

OK.

No problem, OK.
I understand.

You started the fight! Not me!
- Who started waving a knife around?

And how the fuck could I know
you were carrying a gun?

You won't get away with this.

It's his fault!
- Moron!

Will they be outside the door tonight?

Dunno, Eddy.

I can sell that Eva.
- For how much?

11,000.
- Go for it!

Sounds like a fair price.
- She's a pain in the arse.

Who to?
- This sad sock who's in love with her.

I'd seen him here a few times.

By the way, did you agree that she
doesn't have to be an escort anymore?

Jan had arranged a client,
but she wouldn't go.

She said you knew about it.

Ray, how come she can get away
with more than the others?

Says who?

So we can just book her?

Yes.

Just be a bit careful, OK?
- What d'ya mean?

What's wrong?
- Ray says that he doesn't know about your arrangement.

He says that you have to do escort
just like all the other girls.

You promised me.

Well, which is it?

If they need you, you do escorts.
OK?

We had a deal.

And now we make another deal.
- This is not fair.

You can't do this to me.

Ray, which is it? Who's the boss here?
'Cause I don't get it anymore.

Bye, Kalinka.

Luna.
Luna, it's me.

Luna, please...

Forgive me.