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FACE TO FACE

- Hi. - Hi.

Is there a more private place where we can talk?

I'm sure we can work that out.

Good.

- Want to see the menu? - Do I have to buy something?

- Champagne? - Lovely.

- Excuse me? One of those, please. - Certainly.

I thought we were gonna have a nice time.

- How about that? - Yes, we'll take that.

I'll go get my things.

Come with me, and we'll find a more private spot.

We'll nip down here. There's a nice room for us.

You don't need to take off your clothes.

Would you rather do it?

- We won't have sex. Just talk. - Okay.

- What's your name? - Sapphire.

Your real name.

- No... - Come. We'll do whatever you like.

I know your friend was killed.

- You told the police but got scared. - What?

- I don't blame you. - What is this?

- I'm here to help you. - Who are you?

I'd like you to tell me about the man who broke in and grabbed your friend.

Where can I find him?

What are you doing?

- I've paid for you to talk to me. - Let me out!

You talked to an officer called Louise.

Tell me everything you told her.

I'll push the alarm, and someone will be here in 10 seconds!

The police have a case with you as a witness.

A young girl gone missing.

- The police have no idea who I am. - Oh? So how did I get here?

If you're from the police, show me your badge.

I'm not. But I can call them.

And get them here. Should I do that?

They can be here any time.

How would your employer feel about having the police here?

I don't even remember what I told that lady.

- You said your friend was kidnapped. - But she'd just gone back home.

- She was dragged off by a man. - It was a prank! It was just a prank.

My friend had gone home to Odessa, and I was bored.

- You were bored? - Yes.

Want me to show you?

- What's that? - A text from my friend, Irena.

"Having great time. Fucked an old guy and got huge tip.

Having the next two weeks off from dicks."

- "Irena"... that could be anybody. - It's my friend.

You tell the police that your friend is dead?

How the hell is that funny?

So we don't share the same sense of humour.

Right.

- The man who took your friend... - There was no man. It didn't happen.

Why did Irena go back home?

She stole money from the club and couldn't stick around.

Was she scared?

Yes, she was scared that Sebastian would find out she took the money.

- Was he the one who broke in? - No one broke in! It was a joke!

You're lying! It's written all over your face!

- Was it Sebastian you described? - It was just some dude...

That you saw where? Where did you see that man?

I'm gonna have a smoke.

I can still call the police.

Tell me about the man, come on.

- Who are you? - Just tell me what you know.

I'm not saying anything to a strange woman who threatens me.

You could at least tell me who you are.

Okay. My name is Susanne Egholm.

I'm a psychologist and make a living talking to people.

- So they'll feel better. - Yes.

Like me, just without the sex.

- I don't think it's quite the same. - People see me to feel better, too.

Okay.

- Tell me what you know. - Why do you want to know?

The man you described to Louise is dangerous. He must be stopped.

- And you're the one to do that. - Yes.

You think you're better than me, don't you?

That what you do is... finer.

You think you can treat me like crap.

No. I don't think that.

I just want to know what you know. Tell me, and I'll leave immediately.

Okay, come here.

- Why? - Come sit here.

Sit.

Yes.

I don't even have to talk to my clients.

Don't do that.

Just touching them...

...makes them feel better.

You're my psychologist now. So I'll tell you a little story.

Okay.

The last time I sat here, I fucked an old man with gold teeth.

I didn't mind. He was just looking for a nice experience.

But I suddenly started crying.

He asked me if I was upset.

I said that I wasn't.

Then I asked him if he would take me hard from behind.

And come in my hair.

To draw attention away from the crying

which could give the client sort of a bad experience.

What do you think about that?

That doesn't sound very pleasant.

Your turn.

To do what?

Tell me something.

Something unpleasant. Like my story.

I had sex with my daughter's PE teacher after a PTA meeting.

Kim was his name, I think. I'm not sure.

It was in a locker room that smelled of sweat and old lunch boxes.

I had breadcrumbs stuck to my butt cheeks and a sore ass.

Come on. I asked for something unpleasant.

I've had my daughter's killer inside me.

That doesn't sound very pleasant either.

No...

We trust each other now, right?

Can you feel it?

So now I'll tell you one more time.

It was just a prank.

The man I said I saw was just some guy from a movie.

Sorry.

- Hey... - What?

Hang on.

- Where's my phone? - Dunno.

- Give me your bag. - Stop it. What are you doing?

Don't fucking go through my stuff!

What's this?

- You must've dropped it. - Into your bag?

Yes.

Jesus...

You lie. And you steal.

- No. - Yes, you do!

Did you steal that money from the club?

Well?

And then framed your girlfriend to cover your own ass?

Sebastian can still be told who stole that money.

Your friend's name wasn't Irena. Right?

What was it?

Come on. What was her name?

- Julia. - Julia. What happened to Julia?

Come on!

My little brother owed money to the wrong people.

I wanted to help him.

So I took some money.

It turned out to be easy, so I took some more

and then some more.

- And then Sebastian found out. - What happened then?

I said Julia had taken the money.

Then what happened?

Well, now she's dead. Right?

And it's my fault.

Was it Sebastian who broke in and grabbed your friend?

We were at Julia's

and I was in the bathroom

getting ready for a party.

Suddenly the door is kicked in

by this man who comes in and...

attacks Julia, covers her mouth with a cloth

and takes her away.

And he had this...

red mark.

On his face? Here?

- That's him. That's John. - John?

The man I'm looking for! Did he see you?

No. I was in the bathroom.

- Who is he? - I'd never seen him before.

- Sebastian must know. He sent him. - Yeah, I guess.

Where can I find Sebastian?

He's on holiday with two of the girls.

- Give me his number! - You can't talk to him.

- Why not? - You can't reach him on those trips.

He fucks the girls for two weeks in his luxury suite in Dubai.

Completely out of reach.

So now what?

Why do you work here?

I hate that question.

But, I mean... my friends work as checkout girls.

They earn in a month what I earn in a weekend.

- Money isn't everything. - To those who have it.

- You could do so much. - You don't know that.

You have so many options. You're intelligent.

And beautiful.

There are so many out there who just want to destroy everything beautiful.

Do you know that?

- Be careful, Christina. - What?

- What? - Christina?

You said Christina.

Did I? Christina is my daughter. She's dead.

- How? - I suppose it started like this.

She worked with sex?

She had a friend who...

worked at a brothel. As a madam, or whatever you call it.

She started making money and made a portal called Blacknet.

Blacknet? Your daughter created Blacknet?

- Yes. - And you didn't do anything?

I wanted to...

I wanted to give Christina her freedom.

I thought that was love.

So she lived her own life.

Take good care of yourself, will you promise me that?

- Be careful, okay? - What?

You mustn't let anything happen to you.

Nothing. Do you hear me?

I'm sorry.

Please leave now.

- What are you doing? - What's that?

It's a raven.

"White flesh, black bird.

She thinks I'm a client.

She doesn't know I'm her encounter with infinity."

- What are you talking about? - John is going after you.

- Please go. - Your tattoo.

The girl he'll kill has a black bird!

No one knows I have it. I always cover it up.

- Couldn't Julia have told John? - She'd never do that. Never.

- Just like you'd never frame her? - Shut the hell up!

He'll kill you if you don't get away from here!

You're sick! Leave! Get out!

- I understand you're scared... - You're scaring me!

I've been looking for you all day! That's why I'm here!

You're a witness, of course they want you gone.

- I just want to help you! - I can take care of myself!

- I just want to help... - Stop it!

Sapphire!

Subtitles: Tina Goldberg Edited by: Evelyn Antelo - www.plint.com