: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?
:32:00
Oh, fuck off.
You're having a laugh, ain't you?
:32:02
Sorry about the table manners. Come on.
:32:06
Come on, he don't bite.
:32:10
Please, sit down.
:32:16
Sorry about that.
:32:18
Who is he?
:32:20
Just a...
:32:23
...business associate.
:32:36
Here. Let me do that.
:32:51
Thank you.
:32:57
- Sorry, do you want one?
- No, thank you.