SHAME4K. Fuck to Cover Up

I rented the last room to a tourist from Great Britain.

Yes, we often have guests from other countries.

No, try to book a few days if you can.

Goodbye.

Economy Hostel, hello.

Hello.

What can I do for you?

I'm glad to hear that.

Katrin Langliava, no.

No one is registered here.

In the last two months, only one guest from Great Britain.

Hold on, I'll check.

Kamila Bolsova.

Yes, of course, I have to know.

Yes, send it to me.

Okay.

Hello.

Hello, my agent is here.

Yes, I'm a little busy. What...

It can wait.

It can't... Really?

It won't be long.

Okay.

So, Big Ben, call it.

And the city is on high alert.

Okay.

Do you know why?

I have no idea.

Because some woman named Katrin Langliava is wanted.

Oh, I don't know who that is.

She stole some memento from a businessman.

Okay, that sounds very bad.

Do you know something about it?

No.

No?

No, I can't say that I do.

Did you see this woman?

Never seen her in my life.

Never?

No.

No, I don't know who that is.

Really?

I... I... I...

No.

No, I don't know who that is.

Because... I don't know.

Maybe you can see the photo.

Really?

Okay, it might have been me.

But...

But what?

I didn't mean to take anything from him.

It was an accident.

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