Dirty Pretty Things Page #3

Where the f***|did you come from?

You, leave now.

- You don't have concussion.|- How the f*** do you know?

Christ, you must be bored,

getting your kicks|spying on me.

I was making sure the blockage|had not returned.

Perhaps...

- It's Juliette.|- You should go home and rest.

Rest?|Got three more before morning.

So...

Have you ever seen a lion?

Oh, yes.

On TV.

I had it cut. It is yours.

You were right.|This way is more sensible.

Okwe, you must not tell them|at the hotel

that you have a key.

- I tell them only the truth.|- Even so.

Show them that your back hurts,

so they know|you sleep on the floor.

But that is not true.|I sleep on the couch.

The couch is not as real|as the floor, Okwe.

Believe me, I am a woman.

And some of those b*tches|won't know what is a couch.

But they know floor.|They clean floors.

For you?

Lmmigration Enforcement|directive!

Open the door.

Miss Gelik?

Senay Gelik?|Turkish national?

Do you have your SAL handy?

Standard Acknowledgement|Letter. Your ID.

Oh, yeah, yeah.|I carry it always.

Neighbours, Senay.|They see things.

In the last few days they've|seen someone come and go.

A man.

Sometimes a woman in your position|can be exploited.

There are people living in|London without any papers.

- They prey on people like you.|- Pray?

- There is someone here.|- There is no-one here.

You are aware your ELR status|means you are unable to accept rent.

You are seeking asylum.

Or engage in employment of any|kind for at least six months.

- You're not working, are you?|- Mind if I use your bathroom?

Your case is under review.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Is that all you want?

No, no, no.

You know this stuff will not|only keep you awake.

It'll blow your brains out.|You know that, don't you?

- Hey, Okwe!|- Boy, your licence.

Keys, there you are.

Hey, Okwe, what happen, man?

Hey, somebody's husband|come home early, right?

Anyway, take this.

We don't want the doctor|getting sick, right?

I played them|one of these fellas' songs,

and, actually,|they were very helpful.

It's bound to happen.

You stay here too long.

You start dressing|like an Englishman.

- Where is he, then?|- Who?

I've a date.|Every pay-day, 4:45.

Hey!

Come on, lover boy!

Okwe, will you help me?

Hey, guy before you took L5,|huh?

- No, no, no, no.|- But you watch the door, huh?

Come, my little princess.

Come, come, come,|lille princesso!

Security room is out of bounds|for half an hour.

Five minutes, max!

Lmmigration Enforcement|directive.

Can I help you?

What time|do the maids clock in?

- Wakey wakey!|- Five o'clock.

Do you mind if we wait?

No.

Excuse me, sir.|This is a non-smoking area.

If you wish to smoke, you can|wait in the designated area.

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