Lilja 4-ever Page #2

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I must get out of here.

Anything, but not this.

- Good night.

- Are you going home?

- I'm tired, I'm going home.

- Can't I stay over at your place?

- No.

- Why not? It's so cold outside.

I can't go home. I've been thrown out.

Dad went crazy. I don't know why.

Please... Lilya.

I can sleep on the floor.

You can sleep on the sofa. But

no funny stuff or I'll throw you out.

You know what I'm thinking?

That we're like a real family.

We're sitting having dinner...

...I come home from work

and you've baked bread.

Lilya...? What do you think would have

happened if I'd been two years older?

Cut it out...

Seriously...

Don't talk like that... it's stupid.

You know what?

I did think of jumping.

- Really?

- Yeah.

- Why?

- 'Cause all of this is bullshit.

I don't want to live anymore.

Yeah, you do!

Course you want to!

You saved my life.

Now I'm gonna save yours.

A packet of Wall Street, please.

I'll just have the potato chips

and cigarettes.

Put the juice back where it belongs.

Come back!

You didn't get any letters today.

I think your mother's forgotten you.

No, I want to sit here...

It just takes a few minutes.

Okay if they're young guys,

but if they're disgusting old men...

On the other hand it's much quicker.

One, two and it's over!

Then you get the money

and can buy a dress or something.

No, never. It's horrible!

Let's go!

- How was it?

- Okay.

I'm freezing! Tell me how it was.

Forget it. Let's get home, it's so cold!

- Who is it?

- Natasha.

I came to give you the money back.

I don't need it.

Okay... Bye.

Natasha!

- Hi.

- Hi.

- Tell me what the hell's going on?

- Let's go over there and I'll explain.

So. What's happening?

Like... my dad found the money...

And I thought it didn't make

any difference to you.

What doesn't make

any difference to me?

You don't have any parents.

I mean, your mom's in the States.

What doesn't make

any difference to me?

Like... I told dad

that it was your money.

- That you did what I did.

- You said that I did it?

Yeah, you know. If my dad

had known, he would have killed me!

- You've got a screw loose!

- What difference does it make to you?!

- You're moving to the States...

- I thought you were my friend!

- Then you say things like that!

- Natasha...

Let's go... Come on.

I don't need your money.

Keep your money! Whore!

LILYA:

Guys, let's have fun.

It's our little whore!

F***ing slut! What you doing here?

Get the f*** out of here. You rat!

You selling yourself to kids?

- Forget them. Let's go.

- That's just what I'm doing.

C*nt! What're you doing there?

Come here!

- How's business?

- The little guy, is he a new client?

- Let's go.

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