:29:01
- She don't care. What's your name again?
- Karen.
:29:11
We drinking wine?
:29:13
- Yeah, why?
- It's a bit suspect, isn't it?
:29:18
Good for the blood.
:29:27
Freddie Mays is in.
:29:28
- On his own?
- Nah, with a mate.
:29:32
Who's Freddie Mays?
:29:35
- Table two, but he's mine.
- Only he don't know that yet.
:29:40
Right, let's see.
:29:43
Chateaubriand. Rare.
:29:45
- Asparagus. Potatoes gratin.
- Bollocks.
:29:49
No dessert. Black coffee, espresso.
:29:51
It's called espresso.
:29:53
Might even order a cigar after, Cuban.
:29:55
See what you make of that.
Blow your fucking mind.
:29:58
- You reckon?
- Yeah.
:30:00
And I've organized some company.
:30:02
What do you mean?
:30:03
Well, you know, couple of blokes
on our own, drinking wine.
:30:07
Bit suspect, ain't it?
:30:13
- Mel and you. What's your name?
- Karen.
:30:16
Right. I want both of you to go out there...
:30:18
...and keep Freddie Mays
and his goon company.
:30:21
You didn't mention that in the ad.
:30:22
I'm not asking you to suck him off,
just keep him company.
:30:26
He's clean,
he's well-mannered and he's rich.
:30:28
And if you like him, be my guest.
Fuck off and marry the cunt.
:30:32
Count yourself lucky girl, he's a nice guy.
Not like most of them in here.
:30:36
Mel, how many times have I told you
don't bad-mouth the club.
:30:39
This is a class emporium.
:30:45
- Where are you going?
- I'm going to the bog.
:30:51
Table two, Karen. I'll be over in a minute.
:30:55
Mind if I sit down?
:30:59
Suit yourself.