Pound of Flesh Page #2
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- Year:
- 2015
- 104 min
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- Last name?
- Riley. Anna Riley.
- Do you know where she is?
- Gratis. It's a fight club.
She said she was going
with Zoltan tonight.
- Who's Zoltan? Her pimp?
- Sort of. Yes.
Muscle guy. Blonde highlights?
- Answer me!
- No.
That was the other guy.
The one who came in to pay me.
Drake.
I heard her call him Drake.
Can I go now?
Where's that fight club, Gratis?
- I don't know.
- Where?!
It's an underground club.
They change the location every week.
Just ask around. It's the truth.
If you lied to me,
I swear I'll come back.
And I'll be in a bad mood.
So tell me. Was this really necessary?
Plenty of blood spilled
in the bible, George.
Nothing wrong with some blood
spilled on it.
Deacon.
Deacon! Deacon.
Deacon.
Wait, Deacon. Wait. It's alright.
It's alright. He's a friend. You're safe.
- How did I get here?
- Your brother brought you here.
How long was I out?
Not very long.
- This hospital, George?
- Yeah, I know, I know.
I didn't know where else to go, okay?
The head doctor here,
he's the kidney specialist.
Nobody knows you're here.
You're not even checked in.
Kung took care of that, okay?
Your brother is a damned stubborn man.
Listen, stubborn doesn't
- How do you know Deacon?
- Professionally.
First we were on opposing sides
and then on the same side.
You mean for the military or what?
You do not know what your brother
does for a living.
We're not close.
I knew he had served
with the French special forces
but I don't know
what he's done since then now.
Your brother is a K and R expert.
- K and R?
- Yes. Kidnap and rescue.
He is someone that is hired to bring back
safe and sound.
You said you were
Yes...
What did the doctor say?
That I have a missing kidney.
Come on, let's go.
You shouldn't even be on your feet.
- He gave me some morphine.
- Come on.
Listen, George, when I was 22
with two broken legs,
So compared to that,
a kidney missing, it's nothing.
Come on.
I never knew that.
There's a lot you don't know about me.
You have some info?
Yes, I do.
On the hotel cameras, nothing.
Everything from that night was erased.
Somebody got paid off.
But from the traffic cameras
I tracked you and the girl
from the club to the hotel.
Now here's a tighter angle.
Her full name is Anna Riley.
Can you track down her cell?
Sure. With a little extra money.
Okay. Good.
Recognize him?
Yes.
Nearby camera. He was watching you
get into the cab.
I have his name. It's Drake.
And the private club
where she works, it's Gratis.
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