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Jovial.

Jovial...

Enjoy your holidays. - You too.

Thanks.

When do you leave?

Tonight, with Ryanair.

Monday, by car.

Bye. - See you soon.

...so, they take advantage of me being there...

Where is it?

Navidari.

It's a nice spot.

But I won't get to see the sun much, only artificial light.

You’ll fry.

Take some sunscreen with you, just in case.

Enjoy the hard work.

Thank you.

You almost suffocated there.

Stefan!

Weird.

I'm awake.

Oh, shit.

This is my home.

Hi Cedric. - The insomniac...

All good?

Sure.

Ready for your holiday.

So, when do you leave? - Monday, I hope.

Monday? - Yep.

Soup. - Soup?

Homemade? - Yes, homemade.

I had to clear out my fridge before leaving.

Thank you.

No problem.

Shall we go? - Yes.

What's that?

This? - Yes.

Jolie made it for me.

It's to protect me.

I'm not allowed to wear it here.

And, how is she?

She's growing up so fast.

Come on, I'll show you how to fold the serviettes.

Like this.

I pick her up after school.

We eat together.

Then I drop her off at her mother's on my way to work.

Here, look.

She's going to change the world.

I'm serious!

I believe you.

This morning, the mother of Marian, a childhood friend, called me.

I haven't seen him in six, seven years.

She asked me if I could visit him.

She told me he's in prison.

She didn't want to tell me what for.

She didn't know that I'm working abroad.

And?

And what?

Are you going to go and see him?

I don't know.

Maybe.

I'm going to be there anyway.

When she called me...

It's strange.

All kinds of childhood memories came flooding back.

The woods.

Our summer house.

Catching fireflies.

Getting into trouble.

And what's his name?

Marian.

Marian Croitoru.

How long are your holidays?

Four weeks. It's the construction leave.

What's wrong?

I don't know...

I might stay a little longer.

Longer?

A little.

I'm going to heat up your soup.

The very first trains to travel on the European mainland

arrived here.

It was in eighteen hundred and...

I don't remember exactly when.

Sorry.

Excuse me?

I touched you.

No problem.

I woke up this morning from a deep, intense sleep.

I opened my eyes.

I looked around the room.

And there, half-awake, half-asleep,

a sudden sense of panic took ahold of me.

I couldn't remember the names of the things around me.

I saw my alarm clock on the nightstand.

And I knew what it was.

But the words wouldn't come to me.

The word 'nightstand' either.

I knew what the curtain was, floating there gently in the breeze.

But I couldn't conjure up the word curtain,

or the words morning breeze.

Slowly, the panic subsided.

I lay there, looking up at the nameless world.

I felt animal-like.

The whole room felt like it was a part of me.

I was curtain and alarm clock and bedspread and morning breeze.

I was there, and I was here.

Everything became fluid

and I surrendered to the oneness of ten thousand things.

But then, I heard a siren outside in the distance and I thought:

Siren.

And the names of things came back, like a wave crashing over me.

Then I got up and made coffee.

Hey there, my beautiful one.

Hi Auntie.

I can be there at 7:00.

Sure.

No problem.

That would be nice, yes.

Thank you.

Bye Auntie.

Ceiling.

We are seeing a decline in oxygen levels

and a rise of carbon dioxide, methane and nitrogen

that causes terrestrial plants to suffocate and die.

So, I imagined a plant that could adapt to regular flooding.

OK.

And where did you get your inspiration?

Well, I studied tidal river plants.

They're amphibious.

And I used their ecological and morphological characteristics.

While a normal plant rots and dies,

my plant thickens, allowing it to stock more nutrients.

And it even develops new roots.

Secondary roots. - Yes.

The part that is under water dies

and the upper part, with the thickening and its new roots,

floats until the water recedes.

Or, until those new roots attach themselves to a river bank.

And that's how the plant can grow, survive and germinate.

And in your drawing, your flower is in full bloom.

I thought it would be beautiful to see flowers floating on water.

Marvellous.

A plant that defies flooding.

Thank you. Super, Polly.

Would anyone else like to present their invented organism?

Hello.

Hi.

Can I help you?

I was curious.

Is this a communal garden?

Something like that, yes.

You can apply for a plot, but there's a waiting list.

Yes, OK.

Would you be interested...?

Oh...No.

Well...

Can I ask you something? - Of course.

Do you know what these are?

Different kind of seeds.

This might be a wheat seed. But I'm not sure.

You'd have to sow them to find out.

Where did you find them?

I have no idea.

I found them in my pocket.

Yes, they can travel far, carried by the wind.

You can sow them on my plot. There's space.

No, that's OK. Thanks.

As you wish.

Maybe you'd like some carrots?

That's very kind but I'm actually trying to empty my fridge.

Ok, I'm leaving.

So, you're going that way?

Yes, I have to go to Vilvoorde.

That's a long way!

Not that far, it's OK.

I see. Still, that's quite a walk.

Yes, but walking's good for your health, right?

Yes, that's true.

And you?

Let's take a look at the damage.

Here it is.

A worn-out wreck.

Yes. I know.

I can fix it, but you really need to think about getting a new one.

I know some people in Târgoviste.

OK, I'll look into it.

Can it be ready Monday?

That's when I'd like to leave. - Tuesday.

What's that?

Soup.

It's...

Nothing extraordinary.

OK.

Monday.

Come, let's heat it up.

Soup!

What a great soup.

Yeah, lovely soup.

Did you put beet in it?

Yes, there's some beet.

A bit of everything.

I never learned to cook.

Sometimes, I wish I had.

It's never too late to learn.

No, but...

Look at my hands.

Look at his hands.

There is so much I'd still love to do that I'll never be able to do.

The list gets longer, not shorter.

But Mihai, you have all the time in the world!

With that motor in your body, you will never die.

Motor? What motor?

He's referring to my defibrillator.

So, how are you doing now?

Have you ever been given a total anaesthetic?

No.

They put me to sleep for the...

They put me completely under.

It's a very strange experience.

Eyes closed...

Eyes open.

Time disappears.

And it's not the same as sleeping.

Everything is black.

You blink...

and everything's gone.

The next few days, I slept a lot.

And I saw

the strangest things.

The kids were gathered around my bed

and Adrian told us he was leaving to travel the world.

All the while, people kept coming in.

The room was full of people.

Around the bed, on the windowsill...

There were at least 50 people.

And I knew them all by name.

Andreaa. Dragos, Gavril.

Little Ionel.

Your sister.

And you were there too.

Yeah, you were there.

And there was music playing.

And I cried.

I cried.

I was so grateful for this gathering.

But a few days later, when I had fully recovered,

Sanda told me she was the only one allowed to visit me in the hospital.

Only her.

They touched your heart.

That's a big deal.

When you get back in August

we should organise a get-together.

With everyone.

Alright?

OK.

Are you going to see Anca? - I'll go by the hospital tonight.

Tell her to call Sanda, so the kids can meet up this summer.

I will.

You want to avoid Vienna.

My brother went that way yesterday, it was a nightmare.

You should go via Graz.

Graz you say...

Hello.

Hi.

I'm sorry I'm late. - Don't worry about it.

Here are the daikon.

Here, for your hair. - Thank you.

I got caught out by the rain.

Oh yeah.

I was going to take away but maybe it's better to eat here...

If that's possible?

Yes, of course.

Auntie, the guy in the shorts is asking if he can eat here.

OK. Sure.

Your shoes are soaking wet, aren't they?

Yeah, I know.

Do you want to put them on the radiator to dry?

I don't think that's a good idea.

But do you have to go far in them afterwards?

Sorry?

Do you have to walk far in those shoes?

Oh no, I live in Jette.

Ah Jette!

I lived there a long time. Place du Mirroir.

It's nice there, no?

Erm, yeah. It's good.

I often go to the park.

I play badminton with my colleagues.

It's...

It's really pleasant now it's getting warmer.

It's always full of people.

Even at night.

I find that very special...

Hello. - Hello.

Good evening.

Good evening.

Thanks.

Have a nice evening.

I feel really sorry for those delivery guys.

Yep.

Especially in wet shoes.

Why does everybody do that?

You need to eat better, little brother.

I eat well.

Well? What did you eat tonight?

Chinese.

Take-away?

No, at the restaurant.

Mihai Stanescu asked if you can call Sanda.

OK.

Mama is really looking forward to seeing you.

She's even prepared the summer house.

Seriously?

Yeah, I know.

She wanted me to tell you.

She left me six messages.

So, what's up?

How are you?

I don't have much time.

I'm at home.

I fall asleep.

I wake up after two, three hours.

I put on my coat and I go out.

I wander.

I go places I've never been.

I see other people wandering. Mostly with dogs.

And when I'm too cold I go home.

I'm tired, Anca.

I know.

Marian Croitoru is in prison.

What for?

I can't believe it.

I had such a crush on him when I was young.

He was so cute.

You were crazy about him.

"Marian, Oh Marian..."

Anca.

Could you just talk for a bit?

Please?

I just want to listen to your voice.

This is tasty.

It's the only thing I'm any good at cooking.

So, you...

just want me to talk for a bit? - Yes, please.

I don't have much time.

I fell asleep.

Well, duh.

I finished your soup.

Now, I have to throw you out.

Go to bed early tomorrow.

Read a book.

No alcohol, no television.

Don't worry yourself.

You just need to find a more balanced life routine.

Drive carefully, take frequent breaks.

Give mom a big kiss for me.

A silk scarf.

She'll love it.

And some of the children's drawings.

Bye, little brother.

Anca.

I might stay on for a bit.

What do you mean?

I don't know when I'll be back.

OK.

But... - Oh, hello.

What are you doing here?

Oh, me... I'm on the way to Vilvoorde.

To pick up my car.

It's at the garage.

In Vilvoorde.

And you? What are you doing?

Me, I'm here for my work.

I study mosses.

I'm a bryologist, actually.

I'm drawing up an inventory of all the different mosses growing here.

I've kind of lost track now, but...

Interesting.

Would you like to see?

Sure.

You see, this is a brachythecium rutabulum.

And this is an atrichum undulatum.

Two very common species.

Moss grows everywhere, but most people don't even notice it.

Like me.

And yet, what you're holding in your hand,

is like a micro-forest.

A forest that's full of life.

I can see that.

Mosses were the first plants to grow on land.

And I think they will still be here long after we are gone.

I mean, they will survive us.

I think they have a lot to teach us, despite their size.

And is it edible?

No, not really. It's pretty indigestible.

And what are you doing here?

I'm studying how mosses react to disturbances in their environment.

Like pollution?

For example.

And you count them?

Yes.

One by one.

With my little magnifying glass.

Thank you.

I have to go...

Get my car back.

What do you see?

I see these very tiny leaves.

Almost transparent.

It's really beautiful.

Hello. - Hi.

Thanks. - You OK?

Yes, fine.

The first trains to travel on the European mainland arrived here.

More or less here.

I didn't know.

Shall we keep going?

Wait!

I lost you.

Look.

Thank you.

You're too close.

A little higher.

Thanks.

Do you see? These are called sporophytes.

Tiny stems with a capsule on top.

Those capsules open up so that the moss spores can disperse.

Can you pass me my bag, please? - Yes.

Do you have to write everything down?

Yes, because every time, I see new things.

You want a cookie?

Why not.

Thanks.

The wind has dropped.

Yeah, it's getting colder.

I have something stuck in my shoe.

Wait.

Listen.

I remember.

My colour is green.

Auntie...

Yes, I'm coming.

Can I help you?

No, you just sit down.

Here you go.

Thank you! I'm starving.

That’s because you work outside. It opens the appetite.

Be careful it’s hot, eat slowly.

Do you want something to drink? - No, not for me, but help yourself.

What’s that?

What’s what? - That plastic bag over there.

Some sort of soup.

Soup?

For you.

For me?

A man dropped it off. Short hair, wearing shorts.

I'll have to call your mother!

Don’t you dare!

What’s his name?