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that everything will go well.

- What photo is that?

- It fell from under the wallpaper.

- You're in it. It says "To Aliide from your sister."

- Bullshit.

I don't have a sister.

If you're Aliide,

who's the other girl?

- They called her an enemy of the people.

- You mean your sister?

I don't have a sister.

The girl in the photo

was a thief and a traitor.

What did she do?

She stole crops from the kolkhoz,

was arrested and taken away.

She stole from the people.

Like the exploiters do.

Crops? Why didn't she steal

something more valuable?

Sounds like she was hungry.

Not evil.

You don't know

what you're talking about.

Isn't it time to calm down?

Around here

guests either calm down or leave.

I don't believe you.

Where did she steal from?

From the field.

You can see it from the window.

Why are you interested

in what the thief did?

Your sister stole

from her own field!

The field belonged to the kolkhoz.

- Before it was hers.

- Before this house belonged to fascists.

You said you've always lived here.

That makes you a fascist.

Don't get me confused

with your ravings!

I was a good communist

and so was Martin!

Why did you stay

when your sister was taken away?

- Didn't that make you unreliable?

- I've always done what I had to.

We both should get some sleep.

You can sleep in the little bedroom.

I'll sleep here.

I'll lock your door

so that you don't get any ideas.

I don't care. I'm used to sleeping

behind locked doors.

- Can you leave the light on?

- Why?

If I wake up,

I want to see where I am.

There's nothing to be afraid of.

- They'll come.

- How would they find their way here?

- They always come. At night.

- Who?

- Men.

- Bullshit!

- We'll never get home.

- Our debt will be paid off soon.

I don't think so.

- We've been here over six months.

- Six months closer to freedom.

My clients stink.

They only try to hurt me.

- I wanna die.

- Katia. Listen.

- We'll get out of here.

- No, we won't.

The debt is just an excuse

to keep us from killing ourselves.

He wants you.

Put on the dog collar and the leash.

It's the pervert.

I can go.

Katia's sick; She has her period.

- He wants Katia.

- It's okay. I'll come.

Give me two of those f***in' pills.

Zara, you want some?

Zara. Zara. Zara...

I heard you wanna go home.

Get on stage.

Take your clothes off.

Make it quick.

You'll be a big star tonight.

Get on all fours.

Turn your ass to me.

Spread your legs.

More.

Turn this way.

Rub your p*ssy.

I'm sure you understand

what I'll do with the photos...

if you mess with me?

Please. Don't.

We'll send them to your grandma.

And to your parents.

And then to your boyfriend.

- Why?

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