Drift

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Hello. How are you? You're okay?

- Hi. - Hi.

How much is it?

Take one home.

For you, it's ten.

Where do you stay? Tell me. Here?

Here?

Not here.

Hey, come back.

Hey!

My favorite sister's here!

[MEN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY IN DISTANCE]

Table? - Uh.

Yeah, is this the right place for a group?

Uh, for dinner? It's for a special occasion.

Certainly. How many?

Five. Maybe more.

Um, is this place open late?

Yes, of course. - Ah.

'Cause some places close.

Do you mind if I use your bathroom?

Uh, it's for paying customers only, unfortunately.

Right.

Uh, I'll think about it.

The table.

Hey, sister.

Sister.

Where are you from?

Where are you staying?

Don't run!

Massage?

Massage?

Massage?

Oh. Yes, over here, please. Thank you.

Hi.

Would you like a massage?

No.

A massage?

Would you like a foot massage?

Uh, no, thanks. No.

Beautiful.

[MEN LAUGH AND SPEAK IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]

Excuse me?

- Sorry to disturb. - No, no. Grazie.

Excuse me, do you speak English?

- Yes. - Excuse me...

I'm wondering if you'd like a massage.

- How much for the feet? - Oh.

One euro for five minutes.

Where do you come from?

West Africa.

So, uh,

Cote d'Ivoire, or Liberia? John Taylor...

- Charles. Charles.

Charles Taylor.

Hello, miss.

Have you been in Europe for a long time?

A while.

How did you get here?

Same as everyone else.

Plane, ferry, boat.

Luck.

Okay.

Very nice.

Thank you.

Here.

Take it, mia cara.

You've earned it.

Thank you.

Slow down!

One.

Two.

Three.

Four.

Five.

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He's a boring bastard.

Brown keeps the unions happy, that's it.

Come on, he makes Blair look positively charismatic!

I was working with someone from Nigeria last year.

You know, that's like 5,000 miles away

from where she's from.

All dark is Africa to Chris.

I'm surprised you've got a market out there, actually.

Jacqueline's got her flight early tomorrow,

we're going upstairs, okay?

How long are you going home for?

Just two weeks.

Try not to miss me too much.

Here we are.

They were creaming themselves over you,

my princess of darkest Africa.

Ouch!

- What was that for? -

Aren't you though?

Thank you for coming.

- Sister. - I will scream.

It's okay. I just want to help you.

Come.

I give you food. I don't do anything.

Is this man bothering you?

- What are you doing with her? Passport?

- Do you have visa? Forgot.

Your hands behind your head.

You!

What's your name?

Lady.

Where are you from?

Do you know this man?

Are you a tourist here?

Mmm-hmm.

From?

London.

London?

Job?

Um, I'm a journalist.

Ah!

I'd like to get on with my evening now,

if you don't mind.

You tell nice things about our country?

Mmm-hmm.

[VEHICLE APPROACHING WITH LOUD MUSIC]

Hey!

Mommy.

How are you?

- Mommy. Oh!

- You home. Mmm-hmm.

- My favorite sister's here! Your only sister.

Jaja!

Can you feel it?

- The electricity! -

Come on, my British daughter. That's it.

Big Jue, show us your London style!

- It's not London. It's London.

Stop doing that.

- Stop doing that. -

- Or we'll have him shot. -

I hope it's a little Beyan.

Sai, you're not...

Mmm-hmm.

- Sai-Sai! -

[BIRDS SQUAWKING, INSECTS CHIRPING]

Right this way.

Watch your steps.

A lot of holes, around here.

Don't want anyone to fall.

All right.

Okay, everybody.

This site dates back to the fifth century BC.