Character: inspector Simon

- Name, address, profession? I'm talking to you, whore! [beat up a girl on the cheek] Name, address, profession? Don't answer - lock in the camera and hold out for three days! For the last time! Name, address, profession?
- You will achieve nothing, Simon. Outdated system.
For such creatures there is no other system!
Wrong. I'll tell you. Sit down, buddy. Where were you all night? [hits him on the cheek].
- What are you, crazy?!
- Well, you didn't hear the question - has exploded and it is clear. But nothing, never mind, let's start in order. Simon, where did you spend the night? [beats him].
His temper enraged!
- Sit down! What's wrong with you, buddy? I'm trying to explain. You just think about it. The client received from you a slap in the face. He is distraught, not able to speak. You add. The client in shock!
- Damn it, you shit!
- And if it to politely handle can accomplish anything, it's all about manners.
- Libya Dolores Maria Monteblanco, Rue Saint-Jacques three, a prostitute!
- Here and so!