Dirty Pretty Things Page #2
What the hell are you|talking about the hotel for?
Water, water, water!
I was wondering if there was|a problem in 510 yesterday.
You can fix these things?
Okwe,
you can fix...?
They were not clean.
- Glasses need very hot water.|- So do women.
Everything here is connected|to everything else.
Okwe, in Africa it is the men|who cook and clean?
This came for you.
- Why did you not tell me?|- I just told you.
You have friends in New York?
Your postcard.
I have a cousin.
Ever since I was small,|she has written to me.
I sometimes wish London|was more like New York.
It would be easy|to drive a cab there.
You have been to New York?
- And you came back?|- I lived there for a time.
In the winter,|they put lights in the trees.
Is that true?
And you can skate in the parks.
And some of the policemen|ride white horses.
Not all of them, but some.
- What did you do there?|- I worked in a hospital.
- You were a cleaner?|- I was there to study.
So, why are you working|in a hotel?
It is an African story.
I've noticed you never answer|yes or no.
You are very strange.
You drink wine, Senay?
Do you want to know|why I left Turkey?
Because you wanted to live|like your cousin?
No, because I do not want|to live like my mother.
- Yes.|- Yes, what?
I do drink wine.
This is a recipe from Nigeria.
In Nigeria they do many|interesting things with pork.
But of course, I used lamb.
Avoid alcohol.
In here. Come.
It's all right.
So she's a popular lady.
My warriors cannot work|with rotten balls.
My friend is just a porter|in the hospital crematorium.
Hello. Front Desk.
No, I'm afraid the kitchen|is closed from midnight.
Tssk!
Hello?
Yeah, Room Service.
Sneaky doesn't know about this?
Sneaky knows about everything.
And you? You know everything|that goes on in the hotel?
No, no,|not so much butter, hey.
You guard the door, lvan.|You see who comes and goes.
You would know if somebody|came into the hotel,
and did not leave again?
Why would someone not leave,|Okwe?
I don't know.
You should remove the crusts,|like in the Ritz.
Everyone leaves, Okwe.
Some leave quickly.
Some stay for a long time.
If you want to stay,
don't concern yourself with|who comes and who goes.
It's the little touches|that make the difference.
That's capitalism.
Now go. Don't forget,|you accept only cash.
Room Service.
Thanks.
OK, you just make yourself|comfortable, and er...
I'll go and freshen up.|All right?
F***ing arsehole!
Come on, babe. Hurry up.
OK, OK.
Calm yourself, sweetheart.
- What are you doing?|- Have a drink first.
You look fine.|Just get out here.
Stop!
Enough. No more.
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