: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.
:31:02
I was told you were well-mannered,
Mr. Freddie Mays.
:31:06
What makes you think I'm Freddie Mays?
:31:08
Women's intuition. I also heard
that you were quite the gentleman.
:31:12
- Did you now?
- Yeah. And that you were rich.
:31:17
- So you're a fucking gold digger then?
- No, I'm not a fucking gold digger.
:31:22
- I'm a normal working girl.
- So you're a hooker?
:31:26
Well, Freddie Mays don't pay for it.
:31:31
And I don't sit around in clubs
taking shit from gangsters.
:31:34
So much for the gentleman crap.
:31:36
I suppose they have to talk you up,
you being important and that.
:31:40
Karen, I want you to meet Freddie Mays.
:31:44
Hello.
:31:48
Hello, Mr. Mays.
:31:51
And you are?
:31:57
Mel, why don't you treat my friend here
to a dance?