Dead Before They Wake (2025)

[bunniefuu]

You in tomorrow?

Yeah early, what about you?

Nah graveyard again.

John-

Muffled voices

Couldn't have picked

a lighter b*tch huh?

We got ourselves a

pretty one though

Alright guys. Guys, why

don't you just leave it? Huh?

It's f*cking late innit.

Mate I'm not leaving till

this b*tch sucks my c*ck

Mate look at her,

she can't consent.

What the f*ck's it

got to do with you?

I've bought this little

sl*t drinks all night

Feel like she owes me

something. You feel me?

What the f*ck you staring at?

Get the f*ck outta here.

Don't feel well.

- You alright?

- Mate don't f*cking speak to her.

She's fine.

Just leave it alright

before you get f*cked up.

Dickhead.

Come on Eve, wake up

Mate let's just get

the f*ck outta here.

Vomiting

Aww that's f*cking disgusting!

It's on my f*cking shoe.

Hoy mate, Darren!

What's your f*cking

problem, mate?

This comes back on

me, I'm gonna find you

I'll burn your f*cking house

down and I'll k*ll your family.

You feel me?

I've got one.

I see her.

You want a lift?

No, it's alright.

The last bus was

half an hour ago.

Are you sure?

Trust me. I'm a taxi driver.

I know when the last bus is.

Come on, get in.

I don't have any money.

Do you live far?

Five stops on the bus.

It's fine. Jump in. It's more

important you get home safe.

Are you sure?

Yeah, of course.

So my mate's coming

in two minutes yeah?

We'll just be two

minutes alright.

You been somewhere nice?

- Just at friend's

- Boyfriend?

No, he is not a boyfriend.

What's your name?

- Chloe.

- Nice name. Do you like to drink Chloe?

Yeah. A little bit.

Drink at parties, yeah?

- Yeah. Sometimes.

- I f*ck with that.

You ever tried drugs?

- Like what?

- You know, like weed or coke?

- Nah.

- That's good.

So what's this boy

like? Your friend?

- Yeah. He's cool.

- What'd you get up to?

Just chilled. Listen to music.

You a virgin?

It's fine. You don't

have to tell me.

I'm only pulling your

leg. Just being nosey.

Where's your friend? I

thought he was just coming.

Yeah. Yeah. He'll

just be two minutes.

He's around the corner.

Hey, Who's this?

This is Chloe.

- Chloe. Is he treating you good?

- Yeah.

Chloe likes to drink,

but she doesn't do drugs.

Don't do drugs. Never done

drugs? Well, I don't drink.

I prefer coke. You can

have some if you want?

- No, I'm okay.

- There's a first time for everything.

Have you got any

drink in your bag?

- No, not tonight.

- She's been round at her boyfriend's

Boyfriend.

Whoa. I'm disappointed.

Well, a little bit

jealous. He's a lucky man.

You're very pretty.

- Thanks.

You should, you should

let me be your boyfriend.

Or am I too old?

- A little bit. Yeah.

- You know, I'm sure with some vodka

you could change

your mind about me.

Where are you going

tonight, mate?

- I'm going to a party.

- Alright, for some.

I'm working all night.

Why don't you ask Chloe

if she wants to go?

Do you wanna come to a party?

No, I need to get home.

That's fine. Just

text the folks.

Tell 'em you'll be back late.

There are plenty of

young people there.

It's my younger

brother's birthday.

Oh, right.

Seriously he's like

17, very handsome.

No, no, I'm, I'm okay.

You are gonna hurt

my mate's feelings.

It's okay.

I'll give you a free ride

and you hurt my mate's

feelings like that.

You can just let me out here.

It's fine.

We're just teasing.

Don't let him bother you.

He's only having some fun.

He's had too much coke.

Chill man. Chloe's sensitive.

Hey. Hey. What the f*ck?

What you doing you

f*cking as*h*le?!

What the f*ck!

Get her first!

f*cking d*ck!

f*ck.

We lost her. She's not here.

f*ck.

This is why I tell you

to lock the f*cking door.

f*ck.

Get up ya d*ck.

- Morning.

- Alright.

Finished?

- Hey John - Hi,

how you doing?

Hi. His breathing seems

to be a bit labored today.

Yeah. I'm afraid his condition

has deteriorated over this

past couple of weeks.

He's still in good

spirit spirits though.

- Still all there.

- Sharp as a tack.

Sometimes it's more

difficult if their mind goes.

Are you after a cup of tea?

- Yeah. Thanks.

- Okay.

- Hey - Hey

Sorry.

My shoes are a bit wet.

So where are we tonight then?

Yeah. No, I'm fine. Thanks.

It's nice to see you too.

Come on Alex. We both know

you're not one for chitchat.

What about right over here?

- Evening.

- Alright.

How's it going?

You know, drinking beer,

alienating friends.

- How's that working out?

- Down to my last one actually.

- Friend or beer?

- Both.

Well, let's fix that.

It's alright

I don't accept drinks

from strangers.

Evan.

Now I'm not a stranger.

And you're Alex.

- How'd you know that?

- We have a mutual friend, Paul Ward.

I'm a retired lawyer.

I handled his divorce.

We go way back.

He said, I might find you here.

Is that all he said?

He said that you

sometimes do favors

for people for the right price

And the right people.

I haven't seen Paul

in about three years

since I worked the

door at his club.

What is it that you need?

Is there somewhere else

more private we can talk?

More private than this?

What I have to

say, is very dark.

Hope you've got a car.

- You live here?

- Yeah.

- Why?

- You hear that?

Exactly.

Her name's Bianca.

She's 14 years old.

She's been missing for

the last two weeks.

Her mother's a heroin addict.

It seems that Bianca fell

in with the wrong crowd.

The word is she's been

exploited by a child sex ring

And someone has to get her out.

The fee is 20,000 pounds.

The mother can't be putting up

that sort of cash. So who is?

Someone high up in

central government

I'm his unofficial legal

advisor. He's a married man.

He paid to sleep

with Bianca's mother.

Now she's blackmailing him.

He gets her daughter

back or she goes public.

And how would it look if a

public figure inadvertently

financed a heroin

addict's habit?

Look, Evan. I collect debts.

I work the door at

clubs. I don't do this.

I thought you might say that.

Here You got a DVD player?

Over there.

Watch it. I can't

look at it anymore.

They get you when

you're vulnerable,

Give you a drink to

make you do things.

They passed me around each other

and then passed me

around other men.

Most of the time I was drunk.

Sometimes I'd be

made to have sex

with up to 20 men a week.

They told me they'd

recorded it all

and if I said anything

they'd post it online

and send it to my friends.

I was homeless when

they brought me in.

First I thought they

were my friends.

They'd buy me nice things.

Then after a while, they

brought men round to abuse me.

I felt I couldn't refuse

'cause they'd saved me

from being on the streets.

I got addicted to heroin.

I slept with whoever they

brought to get my fix.

They got me hooked on it.

But when I started to refuse,

they g*ng r*ped me

and they beat me.

You hear that? That's

what she hears.

Nothing, all the

time. She's deaf.

Who are the others on the tape?

Who knows? The police think

they're all connected.

Happens in every major town

and city across the board.

What is there to go on, Evan?

Honestly, nothing.

You better start scratching

around all the dives.

You must know the city.

One thing that may be of use

though, the government guys,

half brother is a

convicted pedophile.

Another skeleton in

their closet. James Swan.

He's doing three

years at Barlinnie.

Sex offender's wing.

Might start there.

He might know something.

What if I have to get

in touch with you?

Keep me informed.

f*ck this man!

- I'm having this sh*t.

- Mr. Bong!

f*ck yes. Here's to

the best f*cking p*mps.

Try the brown. Try the brown.

Can you tell her to

shut the f*ck up please?

Shush.

Takings were up 800

per girl this week.

It's not enough.

Should be a thousand

per week per girl.

We need to go to

the hotels, outcall.

Too risky.

Customers don't wanna come to

us. They don't trust incall.

Well, this is what we're

working with right now. Okay?

Why? Why we can use the taxi.

'cause every time we try

and transport a girl,

even under the cover of

darkness, it's a risk

Client pays for the hotel.

Less overhead, no rates.

We just need to find a couple

of grubby hotel owners,

grubby ones who look the other

way. More business for them.

I could arrange that

via the dark web.

No more in-person exchanges.

I could set that up.

Means no more cloak

and dagger sh*t.

Cuts out the physical risk.

How, how do we set it up?

Any of you got a spare laptop?

Yeah, I've got one in the house.

I just need a VPN.

VPN. VPN! V-P-N!

V-P m*therf*cking N!

Get this f*cking sh*t out

of my f*cking face man!

I told you man these f*cking

pills are bullshit man!

Get this f*cking

outta my face, man.

Shut up. SHUT UP!

Hello sir. How are you?

Good. Have you considered

our proposition?

Yeah, we're discussing

it just now.

- And?

- Clarification.

You'll buy the merchandise

for a one time fee.

Yes. And we'll take them

wherever they need to go.

Hotels, apartments, wherever.

Apart from the initial

fee, you would get 20%

of their takings per month.

They take in more

than 5K per recruit.

Yeah. Yeah. We like

that arrangement.

- But?

- What about quantity?

As many as you can.

The more product you supply the,

the more money

you're gonna make.

It's a no brainer.

You thick little sh*t.

I like problem solvers. Be a

problem solver. Not a problem.

And I will call you in two

days for an update. Okay?

d*ck.

- Thick little sh*t!

- Shut it!

It's cool man we'll sort

it, we'll f*cking sort it

We'll f*cking sort it.

Keep the party going guys!

Keep the party

going man! f*cking-

put some music on.

I'm gonna go f*ck!

This guy, this guy!

Hey, hey, hey. Stop resisting.

You know you're a dirty

b*tch. You like it in the a*s?

Do you like it in the a*s? Hey,

do you want it in

the f*cking a*s?

You f*cking white b*tch.

Hey, come here. Come here.

Come here, you

darling, come. Hey,

There we go.

You're gonna feel my big

brown c*ck in you. That's it.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Kiss me. Hey kiss.

- Who are you?

- I'm looking for a girl. She's missing.

They said my cousin

had come to visit.

No, I'm doing some

work for your brother.

I need to find her.

And why would he

think I can help?

Because you're convicted

pedophile. James.

- Who's that?

- It's his niece.

You don't know anything.

I know that you're in

here for three years.

I know these walls must talk.

Do you know what they

put me in here for?

I read about you in the paper.

You were a teacher, right?

Caught in bed with a

pupil. 15-year-old boy.

They burned me. You

don't understand

James he was 15.

It was different, alright.

I'm not a pedophile. I'm

not into little kids.

Not like the rest of

them in this unit.

I was attracted to him.

Yeah, I was.

But we had a bond.

He was funny, smart. And I

thought he understood me.

We texted. It was mutual.

I, I I know, I know. He was 15.

I couldn't help the way I

felt. I didn't ask for it.

I genuinely loved him.

James. Sit up, sit up.

I crossed a line.

Listen we're all a bit

f*cked up, alright.

Just, keep your head down.

No one visits me.

Look James, this

girl. She's only 14.

They reckon that a

sex ring got to her.

Come on James who's

in here, who talks?

I don't know.

Really. I don't know.

God. I hope she's alright.

Look-

there was a guy in here,

not just an internet

chatroom perv.

He was brought in

about a month ago.

r*pe, facilitating

child sex abuse.

Apparently some others

gave him up to stay out

and he was the only

one who got time.

- Anything else?

- Some of his family visit.

Last week they were thrown

out for arguing in here.

I don't suppose you got a name?

No, but they own property.

I overheard them talk

about an off license.

Any idea where?

There was a man stabbed

outside it last week.

I remember reading

about that. Okay,

- It's all I've got - Thanks.

Watch your back. There's

some bad people in here.

I'm sorry

Hi Gemma. Are you okay?

- Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.

- You sure?

Yeah. It's just

been a long day.

Gemma,

I'm sorry to have

to have this chat.

Are you making me redundant?

Oh God, no. No, no. Of course

not. It's nothing like that.

It's just, there've been

some reports from students

who may have looked

a little too far into

your personal life.

- What do you mean?

- How can I put this?

A pupil's claimed that they've

seen photographs of you on

social media in lingerie

posing next to what

they describe as

a stripper pole.

What?

- Now, at this point,

I don't know whether

it's on a personal

or a business account,

but the school's

communication policy states

that teachers must never

befriend a student on a personal

social networking site.

I don't even use social media.

I mean, I know

you're a young girl

and you like to, shall

we see have some fun.

No I don't have any personal

social media accounts.

I don't have any accounts.

Right. Well, as of yet,

I haven't seen these

photographs myself.

So at this moment in time,

they're unsubstantiated.

But you know how quickly

rumblings can turn into eruptions

in this place.

And I wanted to give you

the chance to mitigate it

before they get shared

around the whole school.

Honestly, I, I can't

think what they mean.

Okay. I'll take

your word for it.

Are you sure

everything's alright?

Yeah.

Okay.

f*ck.

Did you put my photo

on social media?

I don't know, did you

have your photo taken?

I f*cking told you

I'm a school teacher.

I told you specifically

when I joined

that I never wanted my photo

to appear on social media.

Well if you've had

your photo taken-

Oh, okay.

So if I have a couple of drinks

in here on a Saturday night

and then have my photo taken

with the girls at work,

that allows you to just go

back on our agreement, does it?

Listen, I'm not responsible

for every single thing

that's put up.

One f*cking thing

I asked you for,

I told you if I'm ever

caught working here,

my job is on the line.

I could get suspended.

- What's up babe?

- I asked him for one thing

and now he's

plastered my f*cking

picture all over the internet.

- Henry!

- It was a f*cking mistake alright.

It must have got

uploading with the rest.

I'll have it taken down.

Yeah. Now, right f*cking now

if I'm ever caught working

here, my job is on the line.

There's already a pupil

who claims to have seen it.

This is your workplace as well.

Yeah. Only 'cause

I need the money.

Well see if you need the money,

get there and f*cking work then

That better be down

in five minutes.

f*ck's her problem.

He'll take it down.

I f*cking told him.

I know you did, but

he's a prick. What's up?

I got a f*cking

eviction notice today.

sh*t. Sorry baby.

Yeah they've given me four

weeks to pay up or get out.

- How far behind are you?

- Three months.

Look, it's not the end of

the world. You'll make it up.

- How?!

- Do a couple extra nights here

and do your marking

during your lunch break.

You'll make it up.

Stop f*cking stressing.

It is a f*cking eviction notice.

And what?

It's fixable. And look, the

worst comes to the worst.

You can crash on

my couch for a bit.

I'll just get Dez told.

I won't see you stuck.

Thanks Mel.

Right. Get ready,

smile and I'll

see you out there.

Chin up. t*ts out

Five pounds please mate.

Cheers

Listen man, are you alright

if I use your toilet?

It's for staff only.

I'm desperate man.

I f*cking feel like sh*t bro.

- It's in the back.

- Cheers

There.

Cheers.

Where are you going?

I just need the first

aid kit. I cut my finger.

Cheers guys.

Elena!

Nassar newsagents?

Yeah. Can you check see if

they own any other properties.

One sec. I'm, I'm in

front of the, the laptop

Nassar Enterprises

owner, Amar Nassar,

own several newsagents and

takeaway food shops.

Do you know if they've

all got flats above

Typically, yes.

They own or lease

the up down. Oh wait-

It looks like they may

have some other residencies

in addition to

commercial properties.

- Whereabouts - Flats

in Piper Street.

10 0-1 through 2-3.

Looking for something?

- Sex.

- Aren't we all?

What kinda girl?

Young.

We've got Heidi, just turned 18.

I was thinking younger.

Lemme see your palms.

What?

Are you f*cking sick?

What are you gonna do to me?

How many girls are

in those flats?

- Eight.

- All above the age of consent?

- What? Yes, yes.

- And not against their will?

The rooms are just rented

to them. That's it.

And who are you?

What do you do?

- I just work the doors.

- For who?

Mr. Nassar.

Have you seen her?

- No.

- Does Nassar solicit kids?

I don't know.

Did he prost*tute her?

- There's nothing like that.

- Just...

Shut your f*cking mouth.

Somebody help! Somebody help!

- Why did you ask to see my palms?

- f*ck,

f*cking hell.

Are you gonna k*ll me?

Why did you ask to see my palms?

- It's how they know.

- Know what?

People come with a

symbol on their palm.

If they're into that,

they come with a symbol.

- Then what?

- I send them somewhere

Where?

It's different every

time. I make a call,

and it's usually

just a street corner.

What's the symbol?

Look, if you're looking

for that, I can just-

Ah! Screaming

Ahhh!

Please, please.

What's the f*cking symbol?

Please.

It's, it's a downward arrow

Number.

It's under NSR in the contacts.

Calm down. Breathe. Breathe.

- What is it?

- I've got a down

For when?

- Tonight?

- Yeah. Berkeley Street.

11:00 PM

Okay, thanks.

f*ck.

Use the glass on the

floor to cut the ties.

Go back to the flats.

One word about this

and I'll come back.

And I'll cut your

f*cking heart out.

sh*t, you scared me.

Sorry.

Not like you to be late.

Yeah. Busy night.

You seem on edge.

We can always rearrange

you know, if you're busy.

No, it's fine.

You never really

talk much do you?

Man of few words.

Yeah. I've just never been

very good with people.

- I'm sure that's not true.

- It's awkward.

What? Because I work

at a lap dancing club?

No, I mean like making

conversation. Bullshit small talk.

What am I meant to ask

you? Busy night mate?

Believe it or not. Yeah.

I get the sh*t taxi driver

chat too you know.

You're tense tonight.

That was different.

Yeah.

Stress all gone?

sh*t.

You?

The guy from the shop?

- Yeah.

- Ryan sent you?

- Yeah.

- What were you doing at the shop?

I just moved here,

live in the next street

I don't like coincidences.

Makes me think something's up.

- Not this time.

- What are you looking for?

- Sex.

- Piper street are good enough?

I like them younger

= It's late. We're booked up.

Give me your number.

Tomorrow you'll get a text.

Get there at the address

and time it says.

Tomorrow.

Who're you then?

- Just a nobody -

Better keep it that way.

- Says who?

- Says me

- And you are?

- Just a nobody.

World's full of them pal.

You know what I reckon though?

What's that?

I reckon that you're

either some pervert

with too much time on his hands.

That likes to skulk

around at night.

Maybe with a liking

for young girls.

Unemployed.

Or else. No, you're too

young to be a father

unless you had a

kid in high school

and didn't want to play parent.

Lots of young kids

run away from home

and get involved in things.

Maybe you were trying to

find her, bring her back.

Am I right?

Either way. It's got

nothing to do with you.

It's got everything

to do with me, pal.

Know what I reckon?

I reckon I'm not the

one curb crawling

or dishing out the

thinly field threats.

See, you're too coy to

be a concerned citizen,

so I sense authority.

But trust me-

you've got nothing on me.

You better keep it that way.

You've always had such lovely

strong hair. Not like mine.

Yours is fine Mum.

It's so thin. Like little

bits of black thread.

You should get extensions.

I'm too old for that.

Those things are

for you young girls.

Whose party is it tonight?

- Mark's from school.

- Is Mark a nice boy?

Yeah, he's really nice.

His family are really nice.

- Will there be food there?

- Yeah.

I need to give you

something to take

a dish. Maybe some gulab.

No mum. It's not like that.

It's just like pizza and stuff.

Okay. Okay. I

won't make a fuss.

Hey, what's this?

Hey dad. Mum's just doing

my hair for a party.

- Party.

- Yeah. Mark's, from school.

That's the second one this week.

I know, she's lucky to

have so many friends.

She's lucky to be

from my good family.

I was expecting you to

work tonight. I need help.

- Sorry dad.

- I put a roof over your head.

The least you could do

is work to pay me back.

Leave her alone Amar. She

needs to enjoy herself.

I don't like her going

to these parties.

There could be

drinking involved.

There won't. It's not like

that. It's at his house.

His family are gonna be there.

Okay. That's you all done.

Okay. I'll just

go do my makeup.

I don't like her going to

parties, wearing makeup.

She should be

working and studying.

- It's harmless - It's not-

It's not harmless.

I don't want my daughter

meeting these boys outside

of school and know what

kids her age are like.

She needs to learn. She

should be helping the family.

The laptop's upstairs.

I'll set up the VPN

And that'll let us

surf the dark web.

Yeah.

Encrypt it.

I don't want Meeana to

accidentally access anything.

No, I'll sort it

out. Trust me.

Who the f*ck are you?

Where is she?

I don't know where

they've taken them

- I dunno where.

- Where is she?

f*ck.

f*ck.

I don't like you going

to these parties.

I raised you to be

a respectable girl.

And if I find out you

were drinking there,

there's gonna be trouble.

That's all I can say.

- I won't drink - Good.

I don't want you associating

with those boys either.

You'll get married

when the time is right.

No sex before marriage.

I told you that before.

- I know. I know.

- Were you listening?

Yes, I am.

I think that's Chloe.

That's Chloe. Chloe.

Chloe! Hey.

Hello, how are you?

How are you?

- I love your hair.

- Thanks.

Hey, are you okay?

You need to stop.

I don't feel well.

We'll just walk the

rest of the way.

- Remember what I told you?

- I know.

Are you okay? Are you just

nervous about the party?

Oh my God. What's wrong?

I need to tell you something.

But you're gonna hate me.

You can tell me anything.

No, I mean it. You're

gonna f*cking hate me.

You're scaring me now.

The the other

night he chased me.

Who? My dad.

He chased me and I

thought that he was gonna

Chloe. What?

I thought he was gonna r*pe me.

I do not believe you.

Elena!

There's blood in the sink.

What?

There's little drops

of blood in the sink.

Elena.

She cut herself at work today.

- Oh.

- We should go

Remind Elena that

she's working tonight.

Yeah, she can come in an

hour later if she wants.

Ghadir'll pick her up.

Okay I'll see you soon.

Not here.

- Hey.

- Hi.

Hey. What happened to your face?

It's just work.

- Work?

- Yeah.

Is everything okay?

What you my f*cking

therapist now?

Sorry.

It's all good. So

what do you wanna do?

- It's been a rough day.

- I can just go if you want.

No, no, no. Sorry.

You're here now.

- Why am I here though?

- What do you mean?

What? Three times a

week for two years?

Can't be that hard for

you to find a girlfriend.

One that you don't

have to pay for.

Well this way there's no

ties. No getting attached.

What's wrong with

getting attached?

- My lifestyle?

- That can change though.

Yeah, just not right now.

Sorry. I am doing the

therapist thing again.

Listen, when I first

met you at the club,

this was supposed to

be a one time thing.

I don't, I don't do this

sort of thing. That's not me.

I do some escorting.

I do some dancing.

I take business guys out to

dinner. That's meant to be it.

Why do you keep

coming back then?

You seem lonely. Are you?

- Little bit.

- And I needed the money

and I feel, I feel

kind of sorry for you.

Thanks. What makes you think

I need your sympathy? Anyway-

Aren't you a school

teacher or something?

I thought they made good money.

Well, yeah, it's not bad but-

- What?

- I'm paying off a debt.

- A big debt.

- Drugs.

Wow. I'm just some big

cliche to you. Huh?

- No, sorry. I didn't mean

to say- - No, not drugs.

My dad racked up thousands

on my credit card

and then his

business went under.

- Where is he now?

- Gone.

What missing gone or gone, gone?

Do you wanna dance?

- Dance?

- Yeah.

- Oh, like a lap dance?

- No, I mean

dance, like with me.

Yeah. Okay.

You are so odd this week, Alex.

Romantic. Who is this?

- My dad.

- Your dad?

Yeah.

He's good.

Bout all he ever was good at.

Used to play like down the pub,

weddings and funerals and stuff.

Then he was in a

motorcycle accident.

He lost his hearing.

He can't play anymore.

It's the only thing he loved

and it was taken away from him.

- What about your mum?

- She loved someone else.

- What? And she left.

- Mmm.

- What about your mum?

- I don't know.

I was taken into care not

long after I was born.

And then my dad, he got in touch

then I found out why.

Money?

Yeah.

Sob story. I fell for it.

It's 'cause you're

a good person.

- Or just weak.

- Have you never thought

about trying to find your mum?

What for? I think if someone's

meant to be in your life,

then they'll find you.

- What?

- Sorry?

I just don't get asked to

dance like this very often.

- What do you prefer?

- I like what I do.

I know that might seem

hard to believe, but I do.

It makes people happy.

- Does it?

- One way or another? Yeah.

What do we do about the

girl from the party?

Nothing. She can't do

anything to us anyway.

What if she tells Elena?

Let me deal with

my own daughter.

I knew paths were gonna

cross sooner or later.

That's why we should be

careful about who we pick up.

What about the

guy from the shop?

What about the

guy from the shop?

- Just a coincidence?

- See this paranoia!

That. That is what's

stopping us from progressing.

So you wanna send him the text?

Go ahead as planned.

We can't afford to

turn down any business.

What about Taylor?

When's he gonna show up?

He's probably away

with one of the girls.

If he turns up, look if

he calls, you tell him

to get his f*cking

priorities straight.

How well do you know

this guy? Anyway?

Shh. Mr. Holden.

It's a pleasure to meet you.

- Time is ticking on.

- I understand

You got the girls ready?

We can have them ready for

delivery within two days.

- How many?

- We're working on recruiting more

for now, six.

- Six.

- Yeah.

You're f*cking

kidding me. Six.

Do you have any idea how

many people are in this city?

Over half a f*cking million;

crawling with

deviants and scumbags.

Bursting at the seams with them.

And you say you've

got half a dozen.

Like I've just stepped

into the bakers

to get some breakfast

f*cking rolls.

- Mr. Holden; -

Shut the f*ck up.

If I want your opinion, I'll

stick my fist up your f*cking

a*s and use you

like a glove puppet.

I told you you need

volume. Recruit more.

Get them recruiting

themselves. I run a network.

Understand? Do you want

to sh*t with the big boys?

- Yes.

- I'm getting old. I can't hear you.

- Yes, - Good.

Well you phone me and tell me

when you've got them ready.

Wait. One moment.

When they are ready,

when we deliver them,

there'll be no ties back to us.

Think of it selling

a secondhand car.

If it stops working in the

first week. I'll bring it back.

One other thing.

We have a concern.

There is a third party

taking an inordinate

interest in your business.

- Third party?

- Yeah.

What do you mean?

Him.

He's just a customer.

Pretty prolific customer.

My security team has seen him

enter your convenience store.

Care to explain?

He lives locally.

Are you f*cking

spying on us now?

It is my duty to vet everyone

who becomes part of my network.

And if you can't do due

diligence, then it makes me doubt

and question the viability

and stability of our

professional relationship.

Understood? Got it?

Yes.

You call me when you've

got the girls ready.

Are you trying to piss him off?

He's a f*cking old white c**t.

He's a f*cking old white c**t

that's gonna make us rich.

I felt I couldn't

refuse 'cause they'd-

I got addicted to heroin.

They got me hooked on

it. But when I started

What the f*ck is going on?

Why have you got that tape?

- It's alright.

- I need to leave.

Wait, wait, wait.

Get the f*ck away from me!

What's wrong? Why

are you bleeding?

- I am trying to find her.

- Why?

'cause she went missing.

I was hired to try

and get her back.

Jesus. What happened

to your chest?

There's a brothel

on Piper Street.

I think that they've got her.

I thought you worked

the door at Fantasia.

I do. I mean, that's

my regular gig.

Sometimes I do other

things. Word gets around.

- Who asked you to find her?

- Some lawyer.

There was this girl at the

club. She'd just turned 18.

She got drugged by

two guys at a party

and then just went

missing for two months.

What happened? Was

anyone charged?

No. No evidence. She

couldn't remember anything.

Look, I really have to go.

I'm scared. I feel like I'm

never gonna see you again.

- Come back in three hours.

- I could just wait here.

- Might not be safe.

- Okay.

Show the text.

Did you search him?

Clean.

Hundred.

Everything is in the room.

Room three, upstairs.

You have 40 minutes.

What's your name?

Amy.

Amy.

Amy, I'm not gonna

hurt you alright?

You know if she's here?

I think she's in number seven.

Okay,

Listen, don't worry.

I'm gonna send someone

to get you out, okay?

Okay.

Where the f*ck's he going?

Get back in the f*cking bed.

And f*cking stay there.

- Evan?

- Yeah.

I've got her.

Ohh. sh*t, Alex.

I think we have a

bit of a problem.

- What?

- I just found Bianca's mum,

looks like an overdose.

- Her mum's dead.

- Yeah.

I dropped in to check on her.

sh*t

So what happens now?

Sit tight. I'll call you back.

sh*t.

Jesus. Are you okay?

Yeah. She's sleeping in there.

Oh my God. You found

her. Is she okay?

Okay as she can be.

Sit down.

Were there others?

- Yeah.

- And what about the police?

- I can't involve them.

- But you going there,

does that not put the

other girls in danger?

What if they've

already moved them?

Well you have to get

them out of there.

Even if it's an

anonymous tip off.

Yeah, but this isn't like some

vigilante pedophile hunter

cornering a guy on

the street asking him

why he's been a

texting school girl.

And then posting the

video on the internet.

These guys are organized.

It's like an outfit.

What about the police though?

- Not yet.

- Why not?

What are they gonna say

about an ill*gal handgun?

Torturing someone

for information

all by a guy that

uses prostit*tes.

How's that gonna look in court?

That's what I am, is it?

Just some prost*tute?

Not to me. That's

how they'll see it.

I'll go back for the others.

How long have you

been doing this?

What, this? About 20 seconds.

You know what I mean.

I told you it's only

ever been with you.

Does that make you

look at me differently?

She makes me look

at you differently.

She was forced against

her will, I wasn't

Your situation forced you.

I took advantage of that.

No. No. You didn't know my

situation. Listen to me.

If I didn't wanna do this,

there are other ways.

A little bit of me liked you.

Just a little bit?

I like spending time with you.

Now that you talk more.

What's put you in such

a reflective mood?

Just life.

Cheesy. And vague.

- I want that on my headstone.

- What? Cheesy and vague.

Yeah.

I think mine will

say something like;

loved by nobody.

How about just; beloved,

and then dot dot dot

How much is your debt?

It doesn't matter.

I got 20 grand for finding

Bianca, it's yours.

I want you to have it.

- I'm not some charity

case, - But you think I am.

- Play your dad's song again.

- You don't have to.

Come on dance with me.

- Hello?

- Hi. Mr. Williams?

- Yeah.

- Hi Mr. Williams.

It's Claire here. Nurse

Claire from the Care Home.

I'm sorry to have to tell you,

but your father has

deteriorated further.

He's now in his

bed, he's bed bound.

And we feel it's maybe a good

time to come and see him.

Right okay. Yeah.

I'll be there.

So. What have you been up to?

Not very much.

I forgot how f*cking

cold your house is.

It's freezing. You not freezing?

Yeah.

Yeah. Okay. That's fine.

They've got him.

They're on their way.

When they arrive, go

down the farm road.

We don't know who this guy

is. He might have been tailed.

Okay.

Get out.

Walk.

Sit.

Who are you?

f*ck this ya. Let me know

when it's f*cking done.

Is it too much for you eh?

Who are you?

Are you police?

Huh? Tell me!

Or she loses

another f*cking leg!

No.

You forgot to f*cking search me.

f*ck. f*ck.

Ahhh!

sh*t.

Okay, okay, okay.

No, no, no, no, no.

f*ck.

I'm sorry. Okay. I'm

sorry. Sorry. I'm sorry.

She can't f*cking hear you.

Who the f*ck is that?

Screaming

Alex?

Alex?

Holden?

I've just arrived on the scene.

Well, it's carnage here.

We've managed to identify

two of Amar's crew,

but the rest of the bodies

are too badly burned,

for any positive identification,

that's gonna have

to be a lab job.

But it looks like

someone's beat us to it

'cause there's bodies

laying everywhere.

f*ck.