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I don't make anything on this deal.

You said three days.

Little girl's birthday passed already.

I promised and I disappointed her.

You're accusing me?

You've been shitting me,
saying "soon" everyday.

You're calling me a thief?

Fuck your money and your girl's present.

Really?

Give me my money back.
I don't need it anymore.

Can't do it. I paid the guy already.

Can't screw the poor guy now.

Give my money back and that's it.

That's what I get for helping you!

Why should my guy suffer
because I trusted you?

-I have your word then?
-Look what he's fucking doing to me...

Of course I will.

Have a little patience.

You're shaking as if I need your money.

Remember you promised.

Of course.

You'll see how nice it will look on her.
They're slim fit.

-The way they like it.
-Really?

Fine.

Let's go.

Look what he's doing to me!

I can also bring a pair for the madam.

Yeah?

Also from him.

He's got blouses, too.

Go on, tell me. What do you think?

The first guy to give you
the code name "Lips",

why did he call you like that?

Cause he likes the banana, that's why.

Do you like the banana?

He sure likes it.
He got herpes from drooling over it.

Come on, let him answer.

-Don't help him, he's a big boy.
-OK.

Answer me, how long do I have to wait?

I don't know, that's how he thought then.

He could've named you differently,
but he said "Lips".

All these aliases have something to do
with the character.

I don't know why he named me like that.

Maybe it's because of the reports I made.

With my mouth. No?

Then tell me, will you help me out?

Please...

I beg you. I can't do such a thing.

I want, but I can't. I'm not good at that.

It's not that I don't want to.

That's it then.

You could jump on that granny,
but when I ask, you can't.

Human nature...
So, you'd like to have my help for free.

She tripped, I swear.
I never hit to kill anyone in my life.

Others do it, not me.

I can do anything else. Except that.

Stop saying you'll do anything.

It sounds bad.
People might get the wrong impression.

It's the only thing I can't do.

That's all I can't do, you have my word.

I can do the face, the head, the ass...

Terrorize them, anything.
But I can't do that.

Who told you to do that?

Who told you such a thing?

Are you stupid?

We're not murderers here.
You're completely stupid.

-You want to get me into trouble?
-No.

You want to get me into trouble,
you faggot?

Give me anyone and I'll take care of him.
There's no other problem.

Got hot-headed? Back to your cell!

I didn't. I'll do anything, except that.

Please help me out,
if you can help me out.

What can you do for me
that's worth three years?

I don't see it.
What do I get of the same value?

It's only two years.

Really, comrade convict?

Who's got the pen, huh?
Is it you who has the pen?

-Tell me, who's got the pen?
-You are very right.

On probation it's two,
otherwise it's three, not two.

Who decides if you get out on probation?

-Nobody but you.
-Obviously.

-And who's holding the pen, me or you?
-Only you.

Who told you that?

Why would I have the pen?

Am I the warden here?
Do I look like a chimp?

The warden has the pen, not me.

Ask him if you want help.

Beg him, he knows who stays and goes.

Please, I'm begging you.

He listens to you if you ask him.

I'll help out, I'll repay you.

Please, Vali always pays his debts.

-Of course he listens to me.
-Please trust me.

I can't break the law for you
without something in exchange, isn't it?

It's not fair for one to give
and the other to just profit.

You're right.

-Then why is it so hard? Cause it's not.
-It's not.

It's the standard arrest method.

The same method the police applies.

You've seen it.
It's the repressive-restrictive regime.

We repeat it together
if it's not well understood.

Thank you very much.

Every twenty-four hours,

three-four sessions of the intensity
the guy can take.

In between, rest and relaxation.

Different topics
than those we investigate.

Rest him between sessions,
or the tendency to invent appears.

Understood.

We work the soles, knees, nuts,
abdomen, kidneys, front, back, side...

We don't work the head.

Everything up to shoulder level.
The whole body.

We pay close attention.

We write it down. That's all.
It's not that hard.

I'll have someone to help me, right?
Of course.

The processing work is done alone,
in two or more,

depending on the situation.

I'm sure I can handle it by myself.

Of course you can.

My dear, we're dealing with penguins here.

They piss themselves
just by looking at them.

No problem.

I just asked
so that I know what to expect.

You know how they are?
You'd think they're faggots.

You can fuck their wives in front of them.

Piss on them. Do you understand me?

Yes, I do.

They're all penguins.

I shouldn't even care,

but you get me out of my house,
you fucking penguin?

So you see, my dear boy,
what the business is?

It's very clear.

Don't forget to speak
to comrade warden. I'm begging you.

-Are you haggling with me now?
-No.

What is this, the flea market?
You mean what?

That you want it upfront?

No way! Only when you consider it's fair
to speak for me.

Only when you see that I deserve it.

Only then.

That's more like it.

IN THE LATE '80S

-Where do you want me to come?
-To Bucharest.

We're sorry.

-You're from the police?
-Yes.

There's no problem, sir,
relax, don't worry.

-I'm not worrying, but...
-You just have to come.

-Maybe it's a mistake.
-No...

You have to come to Bucharest.

We don't know the details.

They sent us to take you,
tomorrow we'll drive you back.

I can't come now.
Monday I'll be back in Bucharest.

-I'm on holiday with my family.
-You have to come.

-We came all this way.
-Tomorrow we'll drive you back.

The family can wait here.

-What's this about?
-Wait.

It's not up to us.

It's about three-four hours to Bucharest,

the talk with the superiors,
then three-four hours back.

Has anything happened?

Nothing happened, relax.
There's no problem.

Just a simple statement.

You may stay with the kids
until the husband returns and...

I don't mean to be rude,
can you please show me an ID?

Of course we can, they're in the car.

Let's get to the car
and we'll show you both.

Where are my sandals?

In three, four hours
we're back in Bucharest.

-Hi comrade. How are you?
-On duty.

We're back from the seaside
and we're going to the office.

Have a good shift.

Come on, sir, we've arrived.

I still don't understand
why do I have to come to the Police.

Come and you'll see.

Maybe you let me come tomorrow morning.

-Move! I don't have time for this!
-Let's go!

Why are you pushing me around?

Nobody pushed you,
you tripped on the stairs.

-I didn't, he pushed me.
-I didn't.

Move it. Faster. Let's go!

I'm here, aren't I?

I'll get it. I know I promised.

-Is this the guy?
-That's the guy.

-Cheers.
-Cheers.

What's up?

Look at him how nice he looks.

Been to the seaside, having a tan.

Stop it, please.

Gained a little weight.
It's nice at the seaside.

Oh, how I missed you...

So how is it?

Nice?

Tell me, is it nice? You like it?

Do you like the decorations?

What's wrong?

The cat got your tongue?

Stop it, please.

Where are you jumping? Up the wall? Chill.

You're warm, you know?

You're nice to touch.

You'll be doing the program with me.

You'll see how nice we'll work together.

They told you about the program, right?

Didn't they tell you about the program?

Nobody told me anything.

Nothing at all?

The standard arrest system.

We're talking
repressive-restrictive regime.

It's about soles, nuts,
abdomen, thorax and face.

The face not so much.
Soft on the face, not to ruin the anatomy.

And we keep an open mind,
so we don't get bored. For variety.

Got it?

Ask when they take you out
for your statements.

Ask what?

Who the fuck am I, yadda yadda,
whatever you want.

But until then we stick to the program,
both of us.

Draconian regime, that's the agenda.

I'm kindly asking you to leave me alone.

This is a pointless discussion.

The two of us don't even have to talk
while we're in here.

Look, I want you to know from the start
that I have no business with you.

For me it's a job.

It's a signed agreement,
just like any other labourer.

That's all.

I don't know what to say.

Or who you are.

-You repeat yourself.
-I don't understand.

You repeat yourself
because of the surprise.

I don't understand your position here.

That's exactly how it is
on the first contact.

You feel perplexity inside of you.

-It's absurd.
-No, it's not absurd.

You're saying it, but it's not.

You know very well what you did.
It's conspiracy, you know it.

See what you got yourself into?
Now it's "ouch, ouch!"

I'm kindly asking you
to stop this type of pressure.

It's senseless abuse.
What you're doing now makes no sense.

There's very much reason.

People couldn't reason with you
just by talking.

They don't overreact for nothing.

What's that got to do
with our relationship?

We don't even know each other.

We must share this room
for a short while and that's it.

Do I look like a piece of shit,
talking nonsense?

You'll see in the morning warm up
that it's not like that.

I don't know why you feel this way.

I'm sorry. I'm not here because I want to.

You're not, you're just saying it
because you're in shock,

but you're not really sorry.

I can't explain it
if you don't understand.

We're going in circles.

I thought we could have
a decent relationship.

You'll see "decent", don't worry.

Very well.

From this moment on
I won't answer to this type of abuse.

You feel a weight on your chest,
am I right?

A weight on your chest, yeah?

Why the long face?

Are you that sensitive?

Tell me.

Come on, we'll be dressing up
the Christmas tree together.

With that beard, you'll be Santa.

You'd better bring me presents
or I get angry.

I won't stay long. There's no real reason.

Stay calm.

You're all set over here.

-Are you...
-Fucking shit.

Say again?

I asked if you've been here long.

That's what I think.

I'm coming and going.

Or just for a job, like now.

They call me especially for that.

It's not the first time, you know.

Why for me? To what purpose?

You suggest we're together for a reason,
or what?

Orders, my friend.

I told you,
for putting you under pressure.

If you didn't agree like normal people...

I've explained everything
to the authorities.

I'm not crazy to mess with you
out of the blue.

Honestly,
I really don't give a shit who you are.

I'm sure everything
will be cleared quickly.

Yeah.

It's natural to think you're going home.

It's not just for a scare.

It's a big job to be done on you.

-Where do you live?
-That's what I've been told.

Where's your house at?

On Stupinei Street,
at the old fire watch tower.

I know precisely.

At the back of the tower.

Hard to say on "the back".
On one side, towards Traian street.

Yeah, in the back, I know.

It doesn't have a back because it's round.

It's a house with a yard, or an apartment?

Just a house.

Well, it has a very small yard,
but the perimeter is insignificant.

-You're born there or got it afterwards?
-I was born there.

My parents too.

Jew quarter. They left and the houses
were given to the people.

You don't have a Jew name.

Is it nice?

You're wrong, the Jewish quarter
was farther away.

No, there's the gypsy quarter.
So, is it nice?

It's hard to say when you're used to it.

Say what?

The house is fancy or not?

How about your wife?

It's hard to say 'cos you're used to her?

It's not the same for people.

Well, here's your chance
to get used with less.

If it's too cosy,
we can make it even more basic.

If the bed's too comfy.

I know living in a block isn't the best,

but when I was a child,
I envied the kids living in blocks.

-Oh, really?
-Yes.

Yes! Or those who had more brothers.

More kids seemed
like a sort of community to me.

Let's switch if you like it!

We don't live alone over there neither.

We live on ground floor,
my parents live upstairs.

There's the attic,
but someone else lives there.

Richness!

Mister, no one was actually rich
in our family.

Just employees, teachers,
doctors or whatever.

Shut the hell up, man!

Doctors roll around in dough.

Otherwise they don't give a shit.
Unless you pay, you die there.

It depends on the doctor.

Anyway, mine were teachers.

We didn't even have businessmen
in our family.

Not even before the war.

Fancy two-story house...

Got a garage as well?

Just two floors.

And someone else
lives in the attic. I've told you.

Old furniture, porcelain, silverware,
richness?

We don't have any valuable things.

At most, they have sentimental value.

They don't have real value.

Shut up, I know what I'm talking about.

Your house is a mark. Totally a mark.

What's a mark?

For burglary.

It was a scheme.

I had a drink with the guy at his place,

he got shitfaced and gave me
some old coins as a gift.

The next day they found them at my place,
of course.

After I'm finished with you,
he's first in line.

As I said, we don't have valuables
in the house.

I don't believe you,
you can say whatever you want.

Any old house has pretty stuff in it.

A thicker piece of wood, man.

Or iron, a pipe or something.

I'll see what I can find.

You can do it.

Get ready, I sent for some toys.

I didn't hear you.
I mean I wasn't paying attention.

You heard very well.

-No, I was lost in my thoughts.
-Liar!

You're all ears to what's going on.

It's the fear.

You know precisely what I said.

What?

Get back on your bed.

Take that elbow away.

Cheer up, the supper is almost ready.

I'm not hungry.

Oh, yeah?

My mother makes a lot of vegetable spread
and pickles.

And generally, a lot of cans.
We've always had our pantry full of jars.

Peasants, after all.

And meat wise? Pork, lamb or chicken?

Fish. If it's fresh.

I never touch it, it's full of bones.
All fish is garbage.

Not all fish have bones, you know.

Or depends on how it's cooked.
The stuffed pike fish, has no bones.

Stuffed with what?

With its own meat.

Minced, spiced
and put back in its own skin.

Various spices.

I wonder if stuffed man has been done.

How come nobody thought
to stuff a person just like a pike?

Jesus! What a nightmare.

Chopped heads out of which
lizards and insects come out,

fish filled with cockroaches...

What else?

Eggs that break and spiders come out,
skeletons, and so on.

I mean paintings made from smaller scenes.

He's got the name of an electric drill.

It's a joke that has been done before.

You like this painter?

-I like this painter a lot.
-I like him too.

Though I think I imagine it
nicer than it is.

It's quite suggestive
when you see it in real life.

Any horror you've seen,
it's hard to beat it.

But he was from the old days, right?

-Of course, in the Middle Ages.
-Buddy with Vlad the Impaler.

I'm crazy about Vlad the Impaler.

He invented impaling thieves
through the ass.

He invented that.

I know. It's a legend.

What legend, man?

Forests were filled
with impaled ass cheeks.

It was full in those days.

All around the country.

-Spike...
-Yes.

I don't disagree.

No beheading, hangings or burnings.
What did he do? He put them in a spike.

You realize how nasty my boy was?

How big the pain they got?

Yes, they died instantly from the pain.

What? No! It would've been too simple.

For instant death, wouldn't it be better
to chop off their heads instead?

Where did the spike come out of them,
I wonder.

Right after the ass or higher up,
through the neck, out the mouth?

I don't know.

Out of the school stuff,
it's history I liked the most.

And history movies.

All of us boys liked these movies.

The Mace with Three Seals,
The Road of Bones,

Iancu Jianu, the Outlaw,
Iancu Jianu, the Tax Collector,

Decebal, Burebista,

The Yellow Rose, The Dowry of Lady Ralu,

With Unstained Hands,
Then I Sentenced Them All to Death,

you see how I know them all?

Florin Piersic, Sergiu Nicolaescu,
Ilarion Ciobanu...

There's lots of them.
There are others, too.

-Name some more, if you say so.
-I don't know right away.

Then shut the fuck up!

Correcting me...

Don't you see how many I named?

Eleven.

-Can you name eleven right now?
-Certainly not.

Then shut the fuck up.

Unbelievable!

I'm crazy for pickles.

What's your favourite pickle?

-Cauliflower.
-Bullshit.

Mine is cabbage.

And done nicely,

with a hot pepper between them,
dill seeds,

but you wouldn't fucking know.

I like it too.

Are you messing with me? Are you crazy?

If you don't eat, it's confiscated.

We've always helped around, you know.

My mother is a teacher,

many kids were coming to us
to eat or for tutoring.

Very often, any kind of child.

This is how you discriminate.

Big deal, you gave soup to a poor kid.

This is where you piss me off.

You only do it to show off.

You should give and that's it.

I'm only saying that my mom helped.
She even tutored for free.

Except for when she bled them dry.

You helped nobody. I'm telling you.

Fat cats, that's what you are.

If you didn't have any,
you'd see how good this food is.

Mister, you're imagining things.

We're not privileged
compared to other citizens of Bucharest.

We're struggling just like everybody else.

Struggling from her ass, your mommy.

Tell me, what are you all doing
every Friday night?

'Cos I know. You see how I know?

What kind of tutoring are you doing, huh?

Speak!

Nothing special compared
to what other people do.

I don't know what you've been told.

Oh, so you say that working people
do what you do?

No, they don't, you felon!

Not everyone does what you do.

From now on I won't speak a single word.

After working hard people
don't do conspiracies.

I honestly don't know
who told you these lies.

Some friends of yours,
to save their pink holes.

Nobody informed anybody
since I've been here.

Certainly. This way, please.

I understand, comrade.

Just call my house.
Or my parents, they worry.

I understand, comrade.
We'll let them know.

-I'm begging you.
-Yes. Certainly.

What's up?

Is it over?

Did they tell you we'll be dressing up
the Christmas tree together?

You're not looking into my eyes
when talking to me.

Why don't you look into my eyes?

That's the sign of a liar.

No, I just didn't notice the colour,
that's all.

How can I know you're honest
if you don't look into my eyes?

Whoops, you gotta tell me a story.

What story?

A story.

You said you have a little boy.

Don't you tell him any stories?

I didn't say that, but he's big by know.
I haven't told him stories in a long time.

The girl is older or younger than the boy?

The girl is a bit younger.
Usually, I haven't told them stories.

Younger...

So how am I supposed to sleep then,
Scheherazade?

You know Scheherazade, right?

I think it's the best known story
of them all.

Yeah, right,
and Aladdin is fucking nothing.

This is the most well-known.

I didn't read it.

Neither did I.

I get worked up
just by seeing their thickness.

It's movies I'm crazy about.

There was a guy called Scheherazade,
but in a different prison, not here.

What are you doing?

I'm going to the toilet.

Tomorrow.

I want to pee.

What did I tell you?

I really have to go.

Tomorrow, don't drip into my ears now.

Get organized, for fuck's sake.

Now lay back.

Lay back!

Unbelievable!

What are you thinking about?

Think of something nice.

Daddy...

Come on, dear.

Regulations say not to face the wall
when asleep.

What?

Regulations, man. The regulations.

I don't think I can control myself.

Oh, no.

Is it written somewhere or...?

-Are you crazy?
-They told us?

It's good the way I told you.

Let's get to sleep.

Yes, but facing up.

On your side! What did I tell you? Let go!

Motherfucker!

So, you think you're superior?
Are you superior?

Come out of there!

Come out, or you'll sleep there
if you don't.

The regulations are mandatory,
not for you to piss on.

Are you superior and I'm a piece of shit?

-Why do you pick on me, sir?
-Are you superior?

-I want you to sleep on your back.
-Fine.

I promised you crazy times were coming.

See, we're slowly becoming friends.

Is it better like that?

-Is it better like that?
-What do you want from me?

Sleep on your back!

Regulations are mandatory!

It's the most important in the world!

Come out of there!

Come out, I'm not coming under after you.

Come here!

No! It hurts!

Hold on! Let go of my hand!

Dunno, nobody told me anything.

You can't count on anything with you.

That's why you poor assholes
got nothing to eat.

I need it now,
while the anaesthesia is holding.

After it hurts him too, the poor guy.

What do you need?

First and foremost,
I need a pipe or stump,

as thick as this, or a bit thicker.

I can't bring you anything.
Leave me out of that stuff.

Go to Ion Ion, to Popa, ask whoever.
You have to bring me what I need.

I didn't get such an order.

You do what I ask,
you stupid fucking chimp.

Stop making trouble on my shift!

I didn't get such an order.

So I administrated anaesthesia for nothing,
since you're not capable of anything?

Wait a bit, I don't have what I need.

Motherfucker.

Motherfucking fucker!

One second.

One second.

I'm coming.

Here I am, all fresh.

No!

I'll do you real nice.

Hold on!

If I pull two of your teeth,
will you remember?

Will you remember if I pull two teeth?

It would be useless.
It would be for nothing.

Visiting friends from abroad,

yes or no?

Friends who spoke bad about big daddy,

yes or no?

People who listened to foreign
radio stations,

yes or no?

Discussions on the social order,
yes or no?

Forbidden literature, yes or no?

Fucking talk to me!

My ribs hurt really bad.

-Great, but answer my fucking questions.
-Please!

-What?
-Untie me, please.

Nobody's untying you here.

You answer my questions.

No.

You came unprepared
and I told I'll examine you today.

I told you.
And later, I'll examine you again.

And if you're unprepared again,
we'll do the same.

Please untie me.

Why are you tumbling around?
Where are you going?

I can't take it anymore.

You're harming yourself more like that.

Article 166.

I don't know what you want or what I did.
I didn't do any conspiracies.

If even in this position
you're fighting the regime,

imagine what you did back home,
without me watching.

You want me to come do sleepy time
with you and the misses?

They asked too much at a time,
so you didn't know.

They went too fast, you got confused.

Now we go slow.
It's a different technique.

Friday after Friday
people come at the address.

Who comes?

Friends, relatives, nobody in particular.

Many people, sir,
I can't name someone in particular.

How come you can't?

Are you brainwashing them
or the other way around?

-Who's the initiator? Are you the leader?
-Initiate what?

Answer with another question
and I start doing you again.

What activities do take place each Friday,

after seven pm, at the residence
on Stupinei Street number 6,

where you live together with, enumeration:

wife, little boy, parents upstairs
and someone else in the attic.

Go!

-I've explained everything to everyone.
-Nobody believes you, man!

-Declare what? I declared everything...
-Here's where I come in.

Come on, what the fuck are you doing
every Friday at your house?

It's a conspiracy,
you're fucking up the ass, what?

If no one believes me, what can I do?

Make up stuff, what?

Not that.

I want real stuff, not made up.

Exactly how it was.

But what kind of jam do you like better?

What did I tell you to do when I ask,
what's the rule?

We can't make small talk
like normal people, now.

Yes, we can.

We can't talk about jam now.

It's for relaxation, man.

We can't go on and on.

I can't do it.

If even on jam you're not answering,
then we have a huge problem.

Jam has no legal repercussions.

People can make all the jam they want.

Come on, what's your favourite jam?

Sour cherry.

You like sourish.

I like strawberry jam. Don't you like it?

Yes, I do.

My ma' used to make all kinds of jam
before the second husband.

He liked it made from plums, but not jam.

Get it?

Brandy.

On and on.

Brandy all day long.

He beat the shit out of me.

Do you like brandy?

Johnny. Teacher. Ballantine. JB.

Two puppies.

Pussy Eater.

-You know this one, yeah?
-No.

VAT 69, man.

Here, eat something.

Take this and eat.

Don't want it, huh?

You don't like what I have for you.

I can't eat like this.
I can't eat in this situation.

Only Rosenthal is good enough.

Do you know what I'm saying?

I once sold a dinnerware set
to a colonel right here.

Do you know which kind?

It's not about the plates.
I can't eat anything.

Any porcelain stuff at home?

-The Chinese ones, with blue paintings.
-We don't have such a thing.

Get out of here, I don't believe you.

Come on, tell me.

Something fancy, yeah?

You must have something left over
from grandma.

Nobody in my family cared for such things.

Anything of value was sold by my parents
when they had problems.

Every shit kept around in these old houses
sells very well.

Even old books are sellable.

Those who didn't have
go crazy for this stuff.

You're too used to it. You don't value it.

I do value it.

Any small shit, man.

A silver something, a vase,

a drawing of a bitch
with her tits hanging out...

You don't know you've got shit
you can get money for.

We don't have valuable things at home,
please understand.

We don't have them.

Others would pay a fortune for things
you don't know you have.

Big difference if you drank
from porcelain all your life.

It has nothing to do how I drink water,

it can be plastic, it makes no difference.

Of course there's a difference.

Only when you have there isn't.

We don't have anything more
than other people,

please understand.

Say what?

Allow me to raise an issue, OK?

-Tell me, OK?
-Yes.

Your mommy and daddy,
did they eat nicely at the table?

-Knife, fork, table cloth and the rest?
-Yes.

Mine ate from the floor,
so shut the fuck up.

My parents went through hard times too,
you know.

You know hard times, my ass!

Look what soft skin you have.
Taking care of yourself.

Wow, you're crazy, what are you doing?

Dropping my bread on the floor,
are you crazy?

What a crazy guy you are!

Why are you jumping at me like that?

Please, we have to stop with these things.

Stay calm right there.

I won't do anything to you for the moment.
And pick that up.

Pick up that bread, I tell you.

Good.

So, you're telling them more
than you're telling me?

What will they think of me if you do that?

That I'm lazy.

But what did I say?

I'm asking the questions here!

So, let's go.

Full details
on the Friday night gatherings.

They're not gatherings.
Just people visiting.

I said "gatherings" not "get-togethers".

There's a difference.

One is allowed, the other is not.

-I didn't know there's a difference.
-No? The native tongue.

Are you exchanging printed materials?

What printed materials are you exchanging?

What are those?

Xerox.

At the institute where you work,
you repeatedly xerox materials.

Which are given to various people
at the address.

What's the content?

Nothing important, they're just books.

Then why do you copy them?

Why do you distribute useless pages?

Do you spread ass wiping paper?

No, the way you put it is exaggerated,

books are not distributed,
they're just borrowed.

Everybody does it.

Shoot, the first book that comes to mind.

I don't know, Eliade.

-I said "book", not "writer".
-Maitreyi.

-Mai?
-... treyi! Maitreyi.

What's it about?
What's so special about it?

There's nothing special about it,
it's a love story.

-It's got fucking? It's a porno?
-No!

Why do you share it, then,
if it's got nothing special?

What's the motivation?

Exactly, it's got nothing in it
that could be a problem for someone.

Let's try again, get ready.

Is it available in the book store?

No, it's not available.

So it's not available!

Why is that so?

Because someone thought
it must not be available,

you're copying it
and filling up the town with it.

Let's go, in detail, tell me the subject.

Set-up, action, ending.
You're not dealing with illiterates here.

Yes, it's the author's love story
with a girl from India, that's it.

Nice, gipsy pussy is the best, am I right?

So you're a punk, after all.

-Why am I a punk?
-'Cos you are.

It's not like that.

It's about love, Calcutta,
life in India, the customs there.

Spare me with that.

Tell me what's interesting there,
not the fluff.

There's nothing interesting in it,
just life in India, that's all.

India as a whole.

Why do you like those gypsies,
I really don't get it.

They have customs like fucking
or drinking piss, it's called yoga.

They piss on the street where they eat.

-It's not about this.
-It's a yoga book, you're into yoga.

I'm not doing any yoga. It's just a book.

Why did they find you butt naked
on the beach, then?

You're a yoga group!

We're not,
I just mentioned a book at random.

-Bullshit!
-No.

On Friday nights, at the gatherings,
you're ass fucking, drinking piss...

-Be serious, sir.
-Am I right?

Enough with these delusions.

Wife swapping? Tell me, do you pass
the misses around?

This is unimaginable filth.

I don't know how you can
even imagine such things.

Please stop.

Even you're ashamed
to say what you're doing.

Aren't you ashamed of your kids
seeing mommy's bare ass?

Is that nice?

This is an unimaginable infamy.
That's enough.

What, children jump in, too?

The girl is smaller,
but the boy is big enough.

I won't allow that.

What don't you allow me?

-What don't you allow me?
-Help!

-Help!
-What don't you allow me?

You're allowing me just fine.

-My ribs!
-I wanna do yoga with you!

Here's some yoga.
Here's some yoga for you.

Get out!

Get the hell out!

Get out.

It's none of your business, get out.

Go, it's not your business.
Leave me alone.

-Names! Uncle's and his wife's!
-Horia and Renata!

Good, Horia and Renata.

Renata, that's a nice name.

I see her having big tits, with this name.

Renata...

Uncle Horia and Renata are plotting
against the social order, eh?

They fall under the 166, too.

They partake in gatherings
where forbidden books are spread, no?

They didn't do anything,
they're just my relatives.

-And they fuck! They fuck!
-Yes.

I've only said they're my relatives.

No, you did very well.

With them it's clear, let's move on.

Other relatives who take books and fuck?

Speak!

I don't hear it. Other... relatives...
who take books... and fuck.

You look like
you're laying on the beach now.

Want to undress
so you won't get tan lines?

No.

You like it butt naked.

Come on, let me help you take it off.

I don't want to.

Say man,

what did you like about that place
besides walking butt naked?

It was less crowded.

So, for example, what did you do
on an evening with friends?

We talked about books,
played cards, discussed...

Poker?

Not for money. Canasta, Bridge.

I've always wanted to ask
what are the rules for Bridge.

What are they?

It's played in pairs
and whoever takes more tricks wins.

What are tricks?

What's the big fucking deal
with this game?

Other games do the same thing.

There are others like that.

It's more complicated than that.

That's very easy, man.

There are games where you must be good
with psychology.

To know if the guy in front
is pinching you.

I'm amazing at that.

Or memory games.

I'm great with that, too.

Knowing what's left in the pack.
Not shit like I have a card or not.

You can't compare it with poker.

-Poker may seem simple, but it's not.
-I believe you.

Even if I haven't played too many games.

Just games with Indian girls screwing,
am I right?

Maybe I can get a deck, so we can trade.

I give you clubs, you give me Maitreyi.

I'll put the clubs between your ears.

Please, can we stop for a bit?
I can't take it anymore.

What did I say?

Please, I beg you.

I only said to play Bridge.

Bridge. Just Bridge.

You need four to play Bridge.

Let's play something else.

Let's dance Hora! Round and round.

Move your hand with me.

-Move your hand.
-Please...

Where did I tell you to stay?

God damn it!

The way it hurts when you move,
it's definitely a cracked rib.

It's not a fracture,
or you wouldn't be so lively.

You got yourself a package.

Wow, they got you really bad.

Stand still for a bit, to have a look.

What the hell have they done to you?

They messed you up pretty bad.

That's ugly. It's gonna leave a mark.

You have to eat when the food comes.

They put you on heavy duty.
You have to eat.

Have you explained to them
like you did to me?

Please, help me out.
I've told them everything.

About my family and friends,
everybody who comes to my house.

Please, tell them
there's nothing else to add.

They came, read books, talked,
listened to music.

-They fucked.
-No sir, they didn't fuck.

No, I want to say that
they don't come all at once.

This is very important. Please, tell them.

Did they ask anything else
and you couldn't tell?

-No, I told everything.
-You got it for radio stuff in group.

Did they ask about the banned
radio stations?

They did.

See how I know?

Do you want to know something?

Sometimes
I listen to Radio Free Europe, too.

You don't believe me, right?

-I do.
-I listen.

I'm not interested in politics,
just music.

Yes, it's worth it for the music,
certainly.

-You don't believe me.
-Yes, I do.

Ask me anything from music.
I know everything. All of it.

Do you listen to music?

I do, of course I do.

Problem is a lot of music
contains crazy messages,

but not all of it is like that.

-They also like to exaggerate, you know.
-Yes.

And it's cool
to have some good music at home.

-Isn't it?
-Yes.

Hell yeah!

No way we listen to folk music
like the rednecks.

We don't roll like that.

Yes, some folk songs are OK, too.

Shut up, I don't believe you.

Do you know AC/DC?

Yes, I do.

It's not the kind of music
I listen to, but yes, I know them.

What do you like, then?

I don't know, I like all kinds of music.
Classical music, rock...

-I listen to all kinds of music.
-Rock, tell me rock.

Led Zeppelin, for example.

I have all the Zeppelin.
One Leu for the minute, any song.

-Oh, yeah?
-I've done this too, yeah.

Recorded straight from the radio.
Very cool.

But the quality isn't great, no?

It's crystal clear, sucker.

If recorded on a Kashtan, it's crystal.
Otherwise, not.

I'll give you a tape so good
you'll shit yourself.

No, I meant the radio station.

The radio reception also matters
when you're recording, right?

No worries, man.

-It's not just the recorder, I think.
-No, the Russian machines are the best.

However bad the reception is,
the recording is perfect.

Kashtan rules, not some other junk.

Many do recordings,
but they use all kinds of junk,

of course it comes out crap.

-Yes...
-That's why I quit.

Because nobody cares for quality.

They listen to that buzzing,
they like it like that.

That's why I quit.

And there's that asshole
who keeps talking over.

He pops in the middle of the song
with some shit he has to say.

It's a challenge to take the guy out.

Can't be selling music
with that asshole talking over.

Of course, can't sell tapes
with "Free Europe".

-Right?
-Yes.

Me, I haven't tried recording,
I think it's very difficult.

I just borrow or buy
whatever I can find around town,

otherwise I don't...

You can't find shit around town, man.

Do you know how many I sold?
I filled up the town with them.

I got you all civilized.

From now on you talk to me
and I'll fix you up with anything.

You can imagine what I do
each Saturday noon when it's on.

On Sundays it's the music show.

You motherfucking liar!

So you know, after all.

So you know it's on Sundays.
Why are you lying, huh?

Motherfucker, tell me right away
what they couldn't get out of you.

What? Tell you what?

You still don't understand
that I ask and you answer?

What the fuck is so hard to understand?

-Tell me what to say and I'll say.
-Rock. Tell me about rock.

I listen to rock on the radio.

What else did they ask?

I listen with my friends.
That's what they asked.

Horică and Renata,
do they listen to the radio with you?

They listen, too.

What do they listen to?

Radio. Rock.
They also listen to rock on the radio.

Hey, they listen to rock on the radio,
that's the correct way.

They listen to banned music
on banned radio stations.

-Aggravating, isn't it?
-Yes, it is.

Example of rock?

Any type of rock that's played
on the radio. I don't know.

"Any kind" is not an example.
Name me singers!

It's very hard to work on you.
These people are right.

I don't know. Jimi Hendrix, Jimmy Page.

Good. Say some more.

Garry Moore,

James Joyce, Truman Capote, Thomas Mann.

Holly crap, you're a music expert.
You're just like me.

What's so funny?

What's so funny?

What's so funny?

What's so funny?

What did I say that's so funny?

They are big dissidents only
after they run out of the country.

Why haven't they said anything before?

Shut up, then.

You either stand up or shut up.

Barking behind the fence,
thanks a lot, it's easy.

People left for many reasons,
not only political.

Those that I know
left because of economic reasons.

No political reasons at all.

Of course.
A car, some beers, that's the deal.

Why brag about how persecuted they were?

Maybe some of them were, I don't know.

-Those who were had good reasons to be.
-Yes.

If it was for a reason,
it's punishment, not persecution.

Watch your mouth,
'cos you'll get us both in trouble.

I just wanted to say that some had
economical problems, others political.

Even if they weren't right.

Watch it. We end up talking
about something else.

What are we doing here, talking politics?

No.

I have no intention in that regard,

I'm only trying to answer the questions,
that's all.

No way we're talking this and that.

That's for your gatherings,
here you just answer.

Clear.

We're not having a beer, we're at work.

Playing by the rules, you know?

I understand.

We both understand, we're smart guys.

Let's go, who's part of the gang,
spill it out.

So, it's those I've already declared:

Erica Baum and Walter Baum,
Ionel Deacu, Alina Deacu,

Horia and Renata Neagu,

Rares Manole, Dumitru...

Should I mention mom and dad?

No, it's already implied.

Please understand, these people
are not visiting my house all at once,

but usually they are the people
who come to us.

Finish your idea, say it properly.

Such and such people visit such address

and conspire against the state.

You must mention everyone.

I understand.

So Horia and Renata Neagu,

Dan and Mirela Roman,
Ionel and Alina Deacu...

It should be thicker than this,
I've already told you.

How do I make a lever to the bone
with this shit?

It's all I found.

How can I break a leg
with this piece of shit as a lever?

Maybe for the fingers, and not even then.

For the femur, the shin,
you need it much thicker than this.

Take your stick and get out of here,
it's useless.

Look what I asked for
and what they brought me.

Oh, how tough you are behind that door,
you fucking redneck.

Look how much they got me.

Enough for a slave galley.

But it's good.

Pull it all you want, it won't break.

It's hard to cut it even with scissors.

Pull it for a second.

Just pull a bit.

Pull, it won't bite.

You don't want to.

Do you hear that?

Do you hear him going?

That's Wolf.

It's Wolf for sure.

This is how we used to say at night,
in the countryside, when I was little.

That's the wolf, that's the wild boar...

You can take it for sure.

I mean for how many days you've been here,

you can take double than that,
it's verified.

Of course, if you don't take a break
and get back in shape.

I can't breathe.

I have a high fever. If I feel this bad
it's very high.

I know since childhood, it's bad
when I feel like that. Please.

And what do you want?

Rushing to the hospital
'cos your little nose is runny?

The body has ways of regulating itself.

I need a doctor to see me.
I've never felt so bad.

What's a doctor supposed to do to you?

One time I was at the hospital
with one of my step brothers

until he died there.

Nobody payed attention.

Not even in the emergency room.

So don't tell me about that.

My respects.

Cheers, mate.

As Romanians, we break our bones easily.

No calcium.

We don't drink milk properly
during childhood.

You won't see the Americans
breaking their bones as easily as us.

They have milk and orange juice
every morning. All of them.

Why don't you understand,
it's not the ribs?

Just bring the fever down.

Nothing to do about the ribs,
true, you're right.

Yo, keep the noise down.

In the future you have to take care

that they broke too easily,

that's the issue.

You got it?

You hit me very hard,
that's why my ribs broke.

It's inhumane.

I hit you just right,
don't blame it on me.

They broke on that pipe,
you're too sensitive.

If I hit you inhumanely,
you wouldn't be standing up.

-I'm not sensitive.
-Sure you're not.

I get an inhumane treatment,
here and there, too.

If I hit inhumanely, you die.

Have you heard of sensei Marinescu?

No.

I was his favourite student,
how the fuck would you know?

It's from the blows I received.
I didn't break my ribs falling.

Yes, you did.

From "wham, bam to the doctor", that's why
you have no body strength.

Me, throw me in ice-cold water in December
and I swim as long as you want.

I'll get the holy cross
out the frozen river.

If you had in your family
this kind of story

because the proper help was not given,

why don't you want to understand?

That's a different story.

He was a child.

Kids are more fragile,
they're predisposed.

Don't tell me about that.

-I'll die for sure.
-No way.

Cut it out, shut up.

Yeah, cut it out,
tomorrow we have work to do.

Let's go, Gelu.

I'm coming.

Good thing I gave you a bath,
you killed me with your smell.

Oh, you're the pudic type...

It's more complicated with you
than with those who did nasty stuff.

It's hard to milk you.

I'm good at psychology,
that's why they called me.

Some stuff that doesn't even look bad
in the beginning.

Exactly what I want to say, too.
I didn't do anything...

Anything that could bother anyone.

Spare me, you're making it seem that way.

Still, you realized I didn't do anything.

You can't report that I did something
which I didn't.

-Now you're looking into my statements?
-No, just asking for fairness.

Not to say I did things which I didn't.

What the fuck are you doing now?

I'm nice and you want
to take advantage of me?

I don't.

I felt you understood
that I answered all your questions,

that I've got nothing to hide.

You're telling Ion that I'm not happy,
that I complained about the hospital...

So he'll make life easy for you, no?

You fucking rat!
What did you tell him about me, huh?

Nothing. What I declared here
I declared there, too.

Whatever you declare to them,
we come up with something on top.

What? I don't understand what you want
from me.

If you tell them it was somebody,

I'll tell them
there was someone else, too.

If you declare
you've talked about something,

I'll always add something.

You see how we play it?

It will look like I concealed.

It sure will.

And I got it out
through specific working techniques.

If you declare you're gathering with five.

What's the difference if we say
there were eight? Same thing.

Mister Vali,
I can't have different statements.

Do you want me to show you that you can?

Even the field can produce more corn
if you know how to work it.

I'm telling you, it's better like this.

Who knows the deal here, me or you?

I don't know what to say.

I want to help, and you shit your pants.

I can't trust you with anything.

I can't trust you.

-Wait, I didn't understand initially.
-I'm not waiting for anything.

Initially I didn't understand.

Pull him down. Climb on him.

-No!
-Are you holding him?

Tie him up.

-Ready?
-Yes.

Get him.

One, two, three, go.

Hold him. Bring it near.

Grab it tight. Make a knot.
Make a tight knot.

Pull!

Pull.

Wait, it doesn't hold.

That's it!

Bye.

Good day.

So, those who came to the VCR were,
enumeration:

the yoga people, the Jews,

Deacu who brings tapes
'cos they also have a VCR at home

and who else?

-Dan Roman.
-And the wife!

Mirela.

-They also have a VCR at home.
-They don't.

Only Erica Baum, Walter Baum
and Deacu Ionut. Ionel.

Say it nicer.

How can I remember
if you tell it this way?

Your mind is very disorganized,
you know that?

So: Horia and Renata Neagu,
Ionel and Alina Deacu,

Dan Roman and Mirela Roman,
Erica Baum and Walter Baum,

out of which Erica and Walter Baum...

Talk.

Erica Baum and Walter Baum and...

Erica Baum and Walter Baum,
who also have a VCR at home,

also come at our place
and we watch together VHS movies...

What kind?

Hostile in character
and we have discussions about them.

Good.

What kind of VCR do the Jews have?

National Panasonic.

I was certain.

It's the kind they usually bring
from Israel. I've seen it before.

The Arabs who come here
bring the same kind.

The Arab students. And Deacu?

The same, I think.

Panasonic as well.

Like that, man, like that.

How about porn, are you into that?
Enjoying them?

Not really.

It's not like we never watch,
but not frequently.

Bullshit!

Whoever's got a VCR is watching porn.

I didn't say I hadn't watched.

But I haven't had the chance very often.

Everybody's got a tape hidden somewhere
in the house

that plays it from time to time.

We don't have such a tape in the house.

You're bullshitting me.

There's no man who doesn't like pussy.

And the VCR,
is it left loose around the house

or is it locked somewhere?

-The machine?
-Yes.

It's by the TV.

Good to know.

And the Jews', is it also near the TV
or they keep it locked?

They're more panicky, anyway.

Next to the TV, as well.

And what else do they have in the house?

I don't know, I don't look inside
their house, mostly they come to us.

But have they been to Israel,
do they go there?

With invitation letters,
they're allowed to go...

They've been there last summer.

So how can you tell me
they don't have things in the house?

It's usual to bring coffee, cigarettes...

They usually bring gold, too.
They like to have gold.

I don't know.
They don't tell me such things.

You've noticed for sure.

It's normal to envy someone
when he's smoking a nicer cigarette,

wearing a little gold necklace,

it's totally normal.

It's true.

Then go for it, in vivid detail,
the way we do it.

I don't smoke, my wife does,

and she noticed
they smoke mostly foreign cigarettes.

You see, man, how women envy more
than us guys, yeah?

Usually, yes. My wife doesn't.

She noticed the cigarettes, indeed.

Of course she notices
when the pack is on the table.

What cigarettes?

More, menthol flavoured. And others.

Kojak.

And what else has the wife noticed?

Gold chains, furs, has she noticed that?

I've talked to my wife

that Erica has some new jewellery
after the last time they were gone.

Do they live with someone else there,
at their house?

Still, these things have nothing
to do with me.

You saw, I answer anything
that has to do with me.

Say what I ask you to.
Say it, don't mess around.

They live alone or with someone?

With Erica's mom. She's very old.

-Is she bedridden?
-Yes.

I don't give a shit about her, then.

Come on.

Go louder, are you a man or what?

They don't hear it and come in after us.

Come on.

Louder!

There you go, you motherfucker.

Maybe the radio's on,

maybe they're out for a smoke,
who knows, go wild.

Come on, what are you doing to me?

Go! Like that, but don't stop.

Like that.

Go, go!

It's good, like that.

Enough now. You broke my ears, enough.

Enough?

Enough for now. You'll do some more later.

We work on a schedule, after all,
not all the time.

Tell me about the lamp.

In size, how big is it?

It's not a lamp, it's a ceiling light.

About this big.

It's an authentic Galle
from my great grandfather.

Stratified glass.

If it's a fake made in Buzau,
I'll have your ass.

My great grandfather bought it
from Prague in 1930.

You see I know my stuff.

If it's fake, the beatings you get now
are a piece of cake.

When I was dealing art

you were still playing with your pee-pee.

It's an authentic Galle, stratified glass,
mint green with air bubbles.

-With a little string through it, right?
-Yes, with insertions, limited edition.

You see how I know my stuff.

I'm trusting you now,
but cross me and see what happens.

Me, I'm a man of my word,
if we had an agreement.

I'm glad we made this agreement.

I swear I can't take it anymore.

It's very good we made this agreement.

You can find understanding with me
very easily.

Like I said, for me it's just a job.

I've got no personal beef,
I don't give a shit.

It's good like that.

I'm in terrible pain.

I can't even express it.

Dinu my boy, for your own good,
I hit you exactly the right amount.

I know how much to give you,
so everyone's OK.

So they won't beat you more
across the hall.

Still, you hit me very hard.

Wanna see that if I send you in rested,
they'll make you go belly up?

Wanna see that?

No, I don't.

You don't get it.

I say not to beat you anymore,
you disagree. Make a choice.

Please don't hit me anymore.

I'll bring the Galle when we're out,
as I promised.

No doubt.

Trust me, I know how much is needed
to be OK for everyone.

I know how to keep you at that limit
where no one gets in trouble.

Nobody wants trouble

with your ticker stopping
from all the effort, for fuck's sake.

It's very good we made this agreement.

I don't want you to think I'm discontent.

You'll see that all this
will heal up very nicely and that's it.

The body recovers all by itself.

"There was, as in the fairy tales,
as ne'er in the time's raid.

There was, of famous royal blood,
a most beautiful maid."

Eminescu.

Let's see, Scheherazade,
do you know this one?

"Days are snowing, nights are snowing,
snow on mornings does prevail!"

"All the countryside
is wearing beautiful this silver mail."

"And the sun all round and pale,
shows but glimpses through the sky."

"Like some dream of youth that's flashing
through the years which pass us by."

Arghezi, right?

You figured it out.
Now I'll give you a hard one.

Usually, I haven't read much poetry.

Poetry is my life. Check this out.

"Through flames, through smoke,

through lead,
through thousands of bayonets."

"We fight,
now we've arrived right up the parapets."

This one's Cosbuc.

Or Alecsandri.

-Cosbuc my ass, of course it's Alecsandri.
-Alecsandri.

Man, how the hell can you
cut the power in a jail?

There's dangerous people here.

What if you broke my head right now?

Not you, just saying.

It will be fixed.

Amateurs, that's what they are.

-That's why nothing works in this country.
-They'll fix it.

They've built too much
and haven't upgraded the grid.

Don't you move from where I put you
or I'll kick your ass.

Yes, I'll be here.

Yeah, I know, I said it just to test you.

Very good, well done.

Come on now, go to sleep,
we have work to do tomorrow.

It stays the way we agreed, yes?

We agreed for today, that's what we did.

Tomorrow we start again.

We can't do nothing all day,
they're not naive, you know.

Wait a moment, you promised.

-And did I lay a finger on you?
-I'll bring the ceiling light.

You're off duty 'till morning, man.

Sleep as you like, jerk off, I don't care.

Tomorrow, we'll see. It's up to you, too.

You thought you'll get off that easy?
How slick you are!

Mister Valentin,
I have nothing else of value at home.

Think about it.

Sleep on it, maybe it will come to you.

-You promised me.
-Don't stretch it, man.

The Galle.

Look, morning's here already.

I'm joking.
You should see the face you have.

I'm joking!

Let's go.

It was a joke, yes?

"Down where the lonely poplars grow,
how often I have erred."

"My steps that all the neighbours know..."

-"You only have not heard."
-There you go.

It's very well known,
I told it even at the school play.

You tell it now.

"Down where the lonely poplars grow,
how often I have erred..."

You're not telling it right.

"Down where the lonely poplars grow,
how often I have erred."

"My steps that all the neighbours know,
you only have not heard."

You tell it too sadly.

Definitely.

It's definitely collaboration.

If you gave verbal or written reports,
it's definitely collaboration.

As the law says,

I've declared when people from abroad
visited us.

I mean when they came.

It's an informative report.
That's what it's called.

You did very well,
that's what you're supposed to do.

It was only that, nothing else.

I thought it's a defloration,
but you know the drill.

What's so hard, then?

What we're doing is the same
if you're not fighting it.

Mister, I only gave a statement
when my cousin visited us for a few days.

My cousin lives abroad.

But anyone would have done the same.

-That's the law.
-Let's not fuck around...

The great majority, one out of three,
is an informant.

-That's that.
-Yes.

Write this up:

"Architect Dinu Neagu...

has shown notification spirit

towards the conspiring activities
in his entourage."

Besides the declarations
about the activity,

you also sign a collaboration agreement.

It's that you've changed,
you straightened up.

You finally realized.

For me it only shows
that I'm doing my best,

but it's more for you.

Trust me, it's OK like that,
for both of us. Let's move on.

Code name "Scheherazade". Do you like it?

I don't know what to say.

I'll warm you up
with some fitness exercises,

see how fast you'll know then.

You like to suffer. Be a little smarter.

What should I write?

"Dinu Neagu is a very cultivated person."

On the same page?

No, take this one.

"Dinu Neagu is a very cultivated person."

"Horia and Renata Neagu,

Alina and Ionel Deacu,

Dan and Mirela Roman, Rares Manole,

Erica, Walter Baum."

See how good my memory is, yeah?

"Predominantly meet on Friday night
at the apartment on Stupinei Street

belonging to Dinu Neagu and family."

"In the summer interval,
they meet at the seaside."

I can't keep up.

-"The activities they..." What?
-I can't keep up.

I see now what's required.

Better I write first
and you check afterwards if it's correct.

I think it's better this way.

No doubt you can't keep up with me.

But do you know what's in my brains?

How can you write on your own?

I write what I've already declared,
and we change if it's not correct.

And we add anything.

So a draft and then we go
for a final version.

Exactly.

Fine, let's do it that way.

I'll help you out with the wording.

Thank you.

Quickly, let's go!

The undershirt, too.

First the healthy hand.

Thank you.

This is the healthy one.

Through here. Good.

Thank you.

Hold on.

I see.

Breathe normally.

Alright. You can get dressed.

What is it, doctor?

One or two broken ribs, I think.

If you take it easy, they'll heal up.

Really?

Can it go wrong? I mean I feel really bad.

Might be complications if you jump around,
but it's very rare.

What complications?

Well, blood or air can go
between the lung and the wall

and then it's bad.

But that won't happen, don't worry.

You noticed I have a high fever?

Yes. I'll recommend they give you
something for pain and fever.

Please, doctor, I'm in terrible pain.

Your writing's no good
and you don't know where you're wrong.

I tried to put on paper
everything we talked.

It's not that you watch movies,
it's that they're hostile in character.

It's no use to write
if you don't do it properly.

Everything you write.

In the future, when you write a report,
do the same.

Or they tear it off
and make you do it again.

I thought I only had to report the facts,
not interpret them, too.

You're mixing things up.

You say one thing, I say it differently.
I summarize.

That means I extract the idea.

Write it all over again.

I will check more often if it's correct.
Not just in the end.

-I'll write again without any problems.
-Very well.

Look, you put it very well here:

"The group studies forbidden books,

written by expatriated authors
who express different world views."

Well put "different world views".

Here I was referring
to the writers who went abroad,

we talked about them.

I can name them if it's necessary.

-Yes. Mircea Eliade, Ciolan.
-Cioran.

I know, Emil.

Eugen Ionescu.
You know how good my memory is.

Tristan Tzara.

Him, too, of course.

Listen, what if they don't believe
I wrote it?

Pardon me?

What if they don't believe I wrote it?

I'll just write it a bit more...

Don't make me look stupid,
'cos I'll kill you.

No, definitely not.
I'll write more directly, not wrong.

What do you mean "directly"?
Are you calling me a peasant?

I promise, no one will realise
someone else wrote it.

Be careful.

Don't laugh at me
or I'll beat you to death.

No. I understood very well
how I must phrase it.

More directly and more...

-More professional.
-Exactly, more professional.

You're bad with the concept.

You write badly and way too much.

You don't get to the point:
it's like this or like that.

You're wanking. It needs to be clearer.

No problem, I'll do it again.

Very good.

Vali, it's your turn now.

-Right now?
-Now.

Just a second to put my shoes on,
get my blouse.

Let's go.

Wait a moment, I'm coming.

But why is he calling me?

Come and you'll find out.

What did you tell them about me?

See what you'll get
if you got me in trouble.

You just wait.

What do they want?

Come on, let's go.

Who is it? Ion? Who?

Ion.

Is Popa, too?

Did he say anything?

You're fucked with me.

What happened? Why?

Why?

You spilled all I told you, that's why.

I didn't say anything more
than what we talked.

You said it all!

You know damn well what you said.

I tried to be friends, you shit on me.

Get some sleep now,
so you'll be in shape tomorrow.

I didn't say anything, you have my word.

You're a rat.

Go to sleep now.

If I get a slap for you,
you get ten back, I promise.

It's a misunderstanding.

They tell you things to make us enemies.

I didn't say a thing.

You'll see tomorrow,
"I didn't say a thing".

-I can explain, please.
-Sleep now.

Tomorrow I'll pull out your teeth out
and make myself a necklace, like Rahan.

I'll even fuck you.

What, don't I sigh? I sigh too.

I didn't say anything
they haven't already known.

What, you think you got something on me?

It's the method, sucker.

It's a bluff, to make you sing.

Do you think I open myself to someone
who weeps just when you show him the fist?

They asked, I answered. Nothing else.

You're caught up in your own lies.

Do you think we don't collaborate?

I'll find out everything you said,
you fuck.

Who do they ask about you? Me.

How's it going with the architect, Vali?

Has he let the confession out
or still constipated?

I wrote everything down.
It can be verified.

Please verify,
so that there's no suspicion.

So it all ends because
I can't take it anymore.

That I sold porn to the policemen?

-I didn't tell them such a thing.
-What didn't you say?

What's the big tip you gave them?

-They knew.
-Of course they knew.

They knew before me telling them.

When you don't say anything it's "yes",

only when you say "no" it's "no".

You think you didn't do anything?

They don't care
what I say under these circumstances.

I can't even help myself.

If you don't do anything
it doesn't mean you're not doing harm.

See how I got it
from your "not saying anything"?

You have your share of the blame
when you're not doing anything.

I'm sorry.

If I say your mom's a whore
and you don't do anything, is that nice?

No.

What "no"? You have to say
"my mommy is the most wonderful person".

"She's not a whore.
I won't allow you to talk like that."

Yes.

Well say it, for fuck sake. Say it!

Mommy's not a whore.

Oh my, how brave you are.

I won't allow you to talk like that
about my mother.

What won't you allow me?

You'll allow me all I want.

"Mommy's a whore, she wants
to take a bath with Vali." Say it!

Don't you see you're agreeing with me?

How can I hope you'd stand up for me,
if you don't do it for your mother?

Please, let's try to get along.

Anything is asked of me...
but please, don't resort to violence.

-I want to declare everything.
-And I want to smash your face.

You'll beat me up for nothing, you know.

We'll see in a moment if it's for nothing.

If anyone asks, I'll say everything.
I already did that.

This is where you're wrong.

You shit on me
when they take you for questioning.

On your friends, when I do it.

You shit on Big Daddy with your friends.

What kind of man are you?

You have to stand for something.

You've pissed everyone off now.

I did no harm to absolutely anyone.

I only stayed home with my family.

Playing dead won't work here.

You saw I signed the agreement.

Yes.

That means I don't want to resist, right?
It means I want to help.

You're the dodgy type.

A phony motherfucker.

If you declare you had a soda
with someone, what's the use?

It's worse, people are counting on you
and you're dodging.

Maybe I don't know what to declare,
but I did sign the agreement.

That means I didn't resist.

-I didn't resist from the start.
-You knew very well what's important.

And now, too.

What's that big deal you declared?

Books, music, flowers, boys, movies.
Not OK.

What movies? Movies showing
that's better abroad.

Books saying
we have no freedom or whatever...

Get out of my face! Move!

Music that instigates.

Now you get what I'm saying?

You're perfectly right, that's true.

Let's do over, please.

I'll declare all the mistakes I've made.

You're a wimp.

I'm amazed of how people like you
have a wife.

I'm not a wimp.
I'm just not violent, that's all.

I didn't grow up like that.

Please, let's get along.

What's all this begging,
are you a woman or what?

-I'm not begging...
-You're not? Then what are you doing?

If you're a woman, go wash yourself,
we'll have a wedding.

If you're a woman,
we'll have the wedding tonight.

What, don't you believe me?

They gave me free hand with you.

They said "go for it Vali,
do the face, do his ass..."

"Nobody needs him anymore."
You're a piece of meat.

Go wash yourself.

-Come on, go wash yourself.
-No.

What no?

"Get your bottom over here,
so I can grab what I find dear."

Eminescu, yeah?

-Enough.
-Come on, get over here.

I'll tell everything.

You do what?

Everything you did. All the abuse.
Thefts, violence. Johnny Walker.

-The contraband, radio Free Europe...
- So you want my job now.

-This is unacceptable.
-Go wash yourself, you rat.

-No.
-Get undressed over there.

Get over there, don't you hear me?

You're playing hard to get.

Do you know the guy fighting on behalf
of Steven the Great's entire army?

First with the sword.

When it breaks, he takes out a mace.

Then he takes out a small axe.

Not words.

He's not a coward.

I'm done.

Oh, you're not done yet.

I'm telling everything.

Not everything, just tell me what I need.

If I said I'll tell, I'm telling.

You're telling me shit.

Yeah man, we listen to Radio Free Europe.

All my friends, all the people I know
listen to Radio Free Europe.

-My mom and dad, too.
-I don't give a fuck.

Everybody.

And I xeroxed books
and passed them to others.

And I took books from my friends
because they read forbidden books.

...Ceausescu's wife,
the whole Central Committee,

we shit on them, and we...

Oh my, how crazy you are.

The police, the secret police,
the Party secretary, we shit on them, too.

When someone says
"Comrade Elena Ceausescu",

we grab our dicks.

-Oh, my!
-It's how the joke goes.

Manolescu from work

had the idea to send
a letter to Radio Free Europe

with pictures of people queueing for food.

We would've sent it through Relu,
but we shat ourselves and we didn't.

My wife had an abortion.

Fuck your wife!

Three years ago,

my wife had an abortion
with Doctor Nedelcu.

He works at the Municipal Hospital
and performs abortions.

It cost me 10,000 lei.

There's a gentleman on my street

who's a foreman at Romaero,

the airplane factory.

On the Romaero platform.

And he steals Titanium-Dural from there.

And he gave me a sled he made.

And it weighs two grams.

Its real value is as much as a car.

It's all made with rivets
like the planes...

-Enough, shut your mouth already.
-The same technology...

My dad knows a ship captain
who does contraband.

He brings jeans, and coffee...

I don't give a fuck.
I told you to shut up!

He brings them in bags
hidden in the fuel tanks.

My mom has some jewels
left from my grandmother.

Fuck your grandma's jewels!
Shut your mouth!

Some crucifixes
she keeps in a small box...

Hey, stupid, shut up already!

When I say shut up, you shut up!

Why the fuck would I need
your mother's jewels and crucifixes?

I told you to shut up, you stupid asshole!

If I say shut up, you shut up.

Tell me, do you understand?

Do you understand? Tell me.

Do you understand? Motherfucker.

You motherfucking asshole.

You motherfucking cunt.

Fuck you!

Go back to your place, don't you hear?

-Yes, Vali, what is it?
-This.

You put him to sleep again?

You need to ask
for the medical certificate.

-What's he got?
-He's got death.

Marin!

Bring me a rag.

Get him dressed.

Are these the clothes?

Those are.

The pants are torn.

He's got some more on the bed over there.

Let's go.

I'll hold him.

Let me button him up. Hold him.

Put him down now.

On his back.

Now these.

Like that.

Get the socks.

Did you pull?

Good.

Let's get him to the bed.

Lift him on the bed.

Get the rag.

Let's go.

I go get the doctor.