Red Room

- Yeah, I just left. I'll be home about ten minutes.

Nightmare.

Right. Well see you seen. Right.

Well talk to you then. Bye.

Hello?

Hello, I just found this phone here.

Hello?

Hey you ...

it's me again.

You could just send me a text or something, like.

I'm not angry or anything, it's just if you could ring me

or send me a text and ...

anyway Jamie's fine.

What the fuck is going on?

- Shh. Stop shouting or else they give you something

to put you back to sleep.

- Who's they? - Shut up!

Calm down.

Tell me what's going on.

Your guess is as good as mine.

- Did they take you off the street?

I think so. Who are they?

There's four of them.

One English, one Irish, and two from Spain or something.

Polish.

Spanish or Portuguese.

They're not from Poland.

I know loads of Polish people, if they were Polish

I'd have known from the beginning.

From the beginning?

How long have you been here?

A week.

Three days, I think.

Hard to keep track, really.

You're awake, I see.

Have these two told you the rules?

No.

- No screaming. No shouting. No going near this door.

No going near the window.

You eat the food and vitamins we give you.

No hurting yourself. No hurting anyone else.

No freeing yourselves from the ropes.

Just sit there and wait.

Are we clear?

Wait? Wait for what?

- For your turn. And a new rule. No questions.

You break any of these rules, and you'll be sedated

immediately.

Understand?

You see that?

We're watching you all the time.

No messing about.

Good girl.

My turn for fucking what?

Not sure.

When I was first brought here there was another girl.

And after a while they took her out

and I heard her scream for hours.

What? What did they do to her?

I don't know.

- There was another girl taken out this morning, too.

While you were asleep.

I haven't heard anything yet.

- They're gonna kill us, aren't they?

Have you tried to escape?

Police. It's the police!

Help!

Shut up!

Help!

Help!

- Shut up! - Help!

There you go.

Is there any way we can change over the payments

for monthly instead of weekly?

Not a fucking chance.

- Help! - Shut up!

- Help! - Quit shouting!

They know.

- What did I say no less than five minutes ago?

I'm sorry.

- Get on the fucking floor, you little cunt.

Fucking middle of the game, you little fucking bitch.

Little fucking tramps.

What's your name?

Kyra.

I'm Lily, and that's Alison.

Do you think you could at least try

and keep your fucking mouth shut?

- You're not even the slightest bit concerned

about what they're gonna do to us?

They're gonna fuck us, Kyra.

And then we'll be knocked out again

and fucked out into the side of the road somewhere.

- Can you please stop talking like that?

- Alison doesn't like being realistic about things.

She also doesn't like it when I fucking curse.

This little situation we find ourselves in

I think bad language is fucking called for,

what do you fucking think, Kyra?

- So you're not bothered by being raped, are you?

I didn't say that.

I just hope I'm next so I can go home.

- Can you please just not shout again?

Because every time that door opens I panic.

- There has to be a way out of here.

Does he stay out there all night?

No.

- Then why haven't you jumped out the window?

It's locked.

Smash it then, Jesus Christ.

Alright.

Do you know where we are?

We're in the middle of fucking nowhere.

Okay?

The only noises I've heard coming from out there

are when those scumbag pigs come to collect their money

or they bring in another fucking girl.

Haven't even heard a fucking dog bark.

Do you want to run?

Run. Get your fucking head blown off.

Yeah, maybe I will then.

- By all means. See how far you get.

Ah, but don't forget the eye in the sky is watching you.

The harder you struggle the tighter they get.

I fucking hope.

- Stop acting the rebel.

I need to go to the bathroom.

Stand there.

Right, straight ahead. Move it.

Go!

Go! Faster!

I like it.

- Never wanted a cigarette so much in my fucking life.

It's the least of our worries.

I take it you don't smoke.

- Will you just be quiet please? I'm trying to think.

- About what? Your hubby at home all worried about you?

What the fuck is your problem?

I need a fucking cigarette.

Then fucking ask him for one!

Who was it?

I said who was it?

Me.

It was me.

Can you please give this fucking bitch a smoke

so she'll shut up?

Please?

There you go.

When you want a fag, knock gently on the door.

Understand?

And keep the noise level down here, okay?

Thank you.

Don't mention it.

Oh I feel dizzy smoking this.

I'm sorry.

We have to get out of here.

- Yeah, well the only way out is that window, okay?

And with the police in on it we don't stand a chance.

I'm not giving up that easy.

Don't do anything stupid.

Let's wait.

- You said you heard screams, yeah?

- Yeah. - A girl screaming?

Yup.

- Why would you not even try escape?

- Because they'd just catch me and kill me.

- That's probably what their plan is anyway.

Yeah but they might not.

- Oh, do you want to wait here and find out?

- I don't have a choice. - We do.

I'm going out that window. Tonight.

- If you make it will you send help?

- Of course. I'll send the police.

I'll go with you.

And you?

No.

That's your choice.

- Breakfast, ladies. Oink oink.