Message from the King

Synopsis: After suddenly losing all contact with his younger sister, Jacob King arrives in Los Angeles determined to track her down. Trying to piece together her last known movements, King finds unsettling evidence of a life gone off the rails - drugs, sex and secrets in the sleazy underbelly of the City of Angels. Undeterred by warnings to go home, King proves to more than a match for the violence he is confronted with as he relentlessly pursues the truth about what happened to his sister.
Genre: Thriller
Director(s): Fabrice du Welz
Production: MFTK
  1 nomination.
Rotten Tomatoes:
102 min


...flight number 2671

now in final boarding...

Jacob, it's Bianca.

I'm in trouble. I need your help, please.

I have something they want.

Jacob, I don't know what to do.

Please, call me.

How long will you be staying here

in Los Angeles, Mr. King?

One week.

My return flight to Cape Town

is on the 5th.

It's there on the ticket, ma'am.

You haven't given us an address

where you're gonna be staying.

I'm not sure.

Do you have any friends here,

or any family?

I have to find a hotel.

With $600 in cash for seven days

and no credit card?

I'll make it last.

That's your idea of a vacation, Mr. King?

Took me three months to save that...

and the ticket.

I don't make much.

You drive a cab in Cape Town?

That's right.

But you can make more money

driving a cab in Los Angeles,

right, Mr. King?

I'm sorry, I don't understand.

Working, staying here in Los Angeles.

I have no intentions of working...

or staying.

And that's the truth.

Do you have a room?

Sixty-five a night, cash up front.

I need to see an ID.

My first name's George.

My rules or you're out.

No hookers, queers, puntas, parties,

junk weed, crack, meth, or loud music.

Not that you seem the type, Mr. King.



- Hello? Can I help you?

- I hope so.

I'm looking for someone.

- I think I have the right address, but...

- Who are you looking for?

My sister. Bianca Zagosin.

Do you know her?

- And you are?

- Her brother, Jacob.

Yeah, I remember you.

I've seen you in photos. I'm Trish.


You're a lot cuter in person.

Come on in.

- So, you just get in?

- Yeah.

- My sister, she lives next door, nay?

- Used to.

You know, I haven't talked to Bianca

in, like, forever.

It was actually right around my birthday.

I don't know, to me, she seemed fine.

It's just all of a sudden,

she just bugged out.

She just left, didn't say goodbye,

didn't say anything,

didn't leave a forwarding address.

I asked the landlords.

So they both moved out?

Yeah. Her and Armand did.

You mean Alex, her husband?

No, her and Armand.

Alex hasn't been around in forever.

- Who's Armand?

- Their boy.


- Bianca has a child?

- It's not hers. It's Alex's kid.

How do you not know this?

You guys don't talk much?

No, no, but she tried calling,

and now her phone is disconnected.

Oh, so you're just worried?

She's my little sister.

That's sweet.

So, where did Alex go?

They had a big argument.

She didn't tell me what about.

And he just left her. With his kid?


You wanna sit down?

You don't like Alex?

I only met him once. In Cape Town.

I think Alex got into

some sort of money trouble.

It was a mess.


This is Jacob, Bianca's brother.


How'd the audition go?

You've gotta be kidding me.

No more fucking ice!

Know what?

Can you not do this shit right now?

He's looking for Bianca.

Give me one second.

You know what? She left some stuff here.

Let me grab that for you.

What did she leave here?

It's just a bag of her stuff, Bill.

How could you let him in?

Sorry about that.

It's all right.

We are having people over tonight.

You're more than welcome to come.

I told everyone 8:30,

but stuff doesn't get really hopping

until, like, 10:
30, so you should come by.

- Okay.

- Great. See you later.

Do you happen to know

who Bianca paid her rent to?

Yeah, Mrs. Lazlo.

Go down the street,

there's a white building, go to the back.

- Thank you.

- Mm-hmm.

Excuse me for saying this,

but your sister's husband

was a cheap son of a bitch.

Wasn't one month I got the rent on time.

It was always a fight.

Good thing they moved her out,

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