I Spit on Your Grave 2

( HORNS HONKING )

WOMAN:

For two? Right this way.

- Is this okay?

- This is great. Thank you.

Your menus.

( SIGHS )

Thank you so much.

You must get asked

to do this all the time.

You know.

You've been there.

Yeah, it's my pleasure.

Well, I really appreciate it.

So...

what do you think?

Look, I wouldn't be helping you

if I didn't tell you the truth.

To get an agent here, you're gonna

need to get a new portfolio.

Your photos feel very...

Midwestern.

Yeah, of course.

Can you recommend

a good photographer?

Well, yeah, sure,

but they don't come cheap.

You're looking at a couple of grand

for one session.

Okay.

Listen, you have a look.

You have poise.

I noticed you the first day

that you started working here.

You just need to get that on film

with a little more style

than what's in here.

I get it.

MAN:
Katie.

Look, I need to get back to work.

Keep me posted, yeah?

Definitely.

- Have a good evening.

- MAN:
Yeah, see you, Katie.

- See you tomorrow, guys.

- WOMAN:
Thanks a lot. See you tomorrow.

( HORNS HONKING )

( SIREN BLARING )

( MAN AND WOMAN ARGUING )

MAN:

Eh. Where'd you go, you little sh*t.

Come on.

Show yourself.

- ( METAL CLANGING )

- Come on!

Show yourself!

( MAN GROANING )

F***!

Jesus!

F***!

Damn!

Ah!

- Hey, Jayson.

- Oh, hey.

How's it going?

I think he's long gone.

What?

How'd you know?

He nearly knocked me over

on the way in.

Probably hailed a cab

uptown by now.

( CHUCKLES )

You know,

some years are worse than others.

It's rats.

It's New York.

Sort of is what it is.

What are you doing?

Setting a trap that will work.

( SCREWDRIVER WHIRRING )

JAYSON:
Huh.

Okay, a little hobby of yours?

I know how to catch me some vermin.

Vermin?

Yup. Learned a lot

down on the farms of Missouri.

- Are you aiming for my job, Katie?

- You betcha.

Well, I'm not gonna mess with you.

Hope not.

I got it.

I'll clean up the rest.

Let me know how it works out.

You know, if it works, you're gonna

have to teach me how to do it.

It'll work

and I accept cash, jewelry...

- How 'bout beer?

- Deal.

I still need to fix that dimmer.

Already took care of it.

( DOOR OPENS, CLOSES )

( TOUCH-TONES BEEPING )

( PHONE RINGING )

MAN:
Hello.

You are calling for photo shoot, yes?

Yeah, I was just, um...

You are model?

Hello?

Um, yeah.

Great.

Text picture to us now, please.

Excuse me?

You want free photos,

we need certain look

for our portfolio.

You know, for promotion.

This is how it works.

Oh. Who am I talking to?

I'm Ivan.

Your name is Katie,

I see here on my phone.

Yes, that's right. Katie.

Nice to meet you, Katie.

Now, please, text picture.

- Thank you.

- ( PHONE CLICKS )

Okay.

( SHUTTER CLICKS )

( PHONE CHIMES )

( CHUCKLES )

KATIE:
Yeah, here it is.

Just drop me by the door.

( MUSIC PLAYING )

Hello?

( CHATTER)

Great.

That's beautiful.

And smile.

Okay.

Turn around.

Can I help you?

Katie.

I have an appointment at 10 a.m.

Miss Katie, of course.

Ivan.

- Ivan.

- What?

Miss Katie's here.

My next appointment's here.

We're done.

Katie.

- Yeah.

- We spoke on the phone.

- You are much prettier than picture.

- Thank you.

Guess that's why I'm here.

IVAN:
Yes.

You brought some clothes?

Yeah. Uh...

Okay.

Nah.

No. No.

Ah. This one.

Georgy. Georgy.

Yeah. It's cool.

Great.

Where do I get changed?

Right here.

We are all professionals, no?

( GIGGLES)

I'm joking. In the back.

Georgy will show you.

Where is other girl?

Nicky, go back to sleep.

Do not hurt yourself.

And, please, um...

- do not forget photo release form.

- Sure.

- This way.

- Go.

Okay.

- Nicky.

- What, man?

Off the box.

Hey, will you help me with this?

Of course.

Thanks.

How do I look?

Like dream.

Let's hope the pictures

say the same.

Um... look at me.

Good.

Tilt down a bit.

Yes, yes.

To me, to me.

Now down the lens.

On the model, Georgy.

Hmm.

( SIGHS )

( MUSIC LOWERS )

Is everything okay?

Yeah, it's perfection, yeah.

Maybe something different, huh?

The long lens, please.

Do you want me to try

a different dress?

Maybe. Maybe, um...

maybe try more...

skin.

You know,

something sexy and sensual.

Something a little more lower cut.

Yeah, maybe, but, please,

maybe try take this one down a bit.

This one doesn't come down.

It's either on or off.

Oh.

Maybe off, then?

You know...

No.

I don't know.

IVAN:

No? It's nothing. Listen.

A lot of girls

to get different jobs, they...

they show a little more.

Especially in Europe.

It's normal.

( LAUGHS )

I'm sorry.

I didn't...

that's not what I was expecting.

Oh, she wasn't expecting.

IVAN:

And what is it you were expecting?

You are a model.

You are professional.

I'm not gonna take my clothes off

so you can sell the photos

on the Internet.

If that's what you guys want,

we have a real misunderstanding.

She's f***ing prude.

Shut up, Nicky.

But, um...

you want free photos, yes?

Not that bad.

Sorry.

I'm outta here.

Waste of time.

( HORNS HONKING )

MAN:

Listen to me for a second.

WOMAN:

I don't wanna listen to you!

I'm tired of listening

to you every day!

MAN:
I rolled out of this house

at 4:
30 in the morning.

You were still lying

right here asleep.

WOMAN:
Oh, let me get

a thousand violins to play for you.

I didn't do anything all day long,

what's wrong with you...

- ( SIRENS BLARING )

- MAN:
Look at this place,

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