City of Ghosts Page #3

as if we have nothing.

It's not an act.

We have nothing.

-You f***ing b*tch.

-What did you call me?

I call you a f***ing b*tch...

so f*** off.

What is that in your bag?

-This!

-Hey!

What the f*** is that

doing in your bag--the statue?!

What are you talking about?

You stole it from the wat.

It was you.

I can't f***ing believe it.

Hey! Keep your mouth shut.

Hey, I need your passport.

Yes. It's a new law

of the country.

Don't worry. I get you back.

Emile.

Give me the f***ing bag.

No way! You stole this!

Leave the f***ing bag, OK?

You f***ing thief!

Hey!

-Get off me!

-F***ing b*tch!

Hey!

Hey, let me take care

of that piece of sh*t.

Hey!

You piece of sh*t.

-You sure you're all right?

-Yeah.

-I can't believe this. Thanks.

-You need some ice?

-I'm OK.

-OK?

Yeah.

Thanks for stepping in.

Thanks for your help.

What? Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

How's the room?

What's the matter?

A little hoity-toity for you?

Huh?

I got coupons.

You know a place called

the Laughing Lotus?

It's a brothel...

on the other side of town.

If you like karaoke

and Vietnamese girls...

that place is for you.

Is everything OK with the room?

The room's fine.

I don't remember

requesting a monkey.

Monkey?

-Yeah.

-Where?

In my room--on the terrace...

there was a monkey.

No. You must be mistaken.

There is no monkey

in my hotel. No.

Well, maybe it was a dog...

but it looked an awful

lot like a monkey.

It had hands.

There is no monkey

in my hotel. No.

Everything is OK with the room?

The air conditioner

is on the blink.

It's laying on the floor.

Yes. I'll send you someone

tomorrow morning, you know.

He'll have a look.

My passport.

-Passport?

-Yeah.

-I gave it to you.

-You did?

Don't you remember?

I put it right here on the bar.

I thought you took it back.

I got a friend in Bangkok

who lost his passport.

They put him on the list.

Shut up. You're scaring the man.

No. Wait a minute.

That little cocksucker

you were talking to--

he probably took it.

But, no, don't worry.

He comes here very often,

you know.

I will get it for you.

You don't want to be

on the list. I'm on the list.

Son of a b*tch!

Go and don't come back! Go!

Street 213. Laughing Lotus.

Yes, I take you.

Why you go there?

Street 213 no good.

I got to meet someone.

You want to meet someone.

Someday, I buy moto-taxi.

How long have you

been doing this?

Long time.

More than 7 year.

First, I was in the army

in Kampong Thom.

You want to see

my army picture? Here.

How old are you here?

Twenty-eight, 29. Not sure.

-Not sure?

-Yeah.

How come?

Because all my documents

were lost...

during the Khmer Rouge.

After I finish my education...

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