Ana, My Love Page #5

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Why?

I had this boyfriend.

And?

And he was married.

I didn't find out until later.

So?

So it's a greater sin.

Who was he?

You don't know him.

Who cares?

Why don't you tell me

about these things?

Like you told me everything

about Diana?

Yes.

- Good evening.

- Good evening.

- Toma Calin.

- Iulian Cristescu.

Come on in.

Please.

I thought I'd lie on the couch!

We're just testing the ground for now.

To see if we feel comfortable.

That's what these

preliminary meetings are for.

I'm a bit nervous.

Your email didn't say if you're

familiar with psychoanalysis.

My wife... My ex-wife

went for about six years.

I read all kinds of things.

So you're divorced.

You didn't mention that.

Or did you divorce

in the meantime?

No.

About five months ago.

Five and a half.

So I know a bit about it.

At first she told me things,

I found out this and that.

That was for the first year.

Then...

She said talking about it isn't allowed.

Sure, that's the ideal situation.

I guess you're not allowed

to talk about it either?

It's confidential?

Especially for me.

If we work together,

you're the focus.

The others matter less.

Hypothetically, if someone

confesses to a murder,

then what?

It depends.

Whether it was manslaughter,

or premeditated,

whether you're a danger to society...

It's not happened so far.

Don't worry,

I haven't killed anyone.

I just thought of an extreme case.

You said you're a writer.

Yes.

Anything published?

Not yet.

Mostly journalism.

Sorry. The toilet?

Sure, I'll show you.

Down the stairs, to the left.

Lift the handle a bit,

the door gets stuck.

I'll manage, thanks.

- What month are you in?

- The 9th.

Do you feel any pain,

contractions, anything?

- No.

- We're here since morning.

14/7, it's perfect.

Stay here and rest.

You want to go home?

So you can rest before tonight?

I need to pee.

- Excuse me?

- Just a second.

Yes.

We need a toilet.

I thought maybe

you could go with her.

- The queues are long.

- Sure. Come on!

Toma!

How is she?

We were just leaving.

But how is she?

- Tired. We'll talk later.

- Want dad to give you a ride?

Call me when you get there.

I'll be here, by the stands.

- Any better?

- A little.

- Thanks.

- Let's join the queue.

Aren't we leaving?

- What time is it?

- 15:
20.

Right. We'll get to the relics

in an hour.

What about Miruna?

We won't make it by 19:00.

If I can't make it,

I'll pay for the session next time.

Big deal.

Go on, I'll be right along.

You changed your mind?

I'm feeling better.

The miracle of Targoviste!

- Don't you want to sit down?

- I'm fine!

I thought you had a thing

in Bucharest at 19:00.

Want me to leave, or what?

If you're busy,

I can give you a ride.

Why not postpone your thing?

You can stay in Pitesti.

Dad can drive you back tomorrow.

OK, let's leave.

- What?

- You can kiss some old bones.

Come on.

Don't get hepatitis.

Toma!

Weren't you supposed

to call the doctor?

Cut it out.

Didn't we agree, no cortisone?

37.4 isn't a high fever.

Of course! Miruna is God's gift!

You want cortisone

to shut him up?

Or because he actually needs it?

Like hell you're leaving the house!

I'll be home soon.

No one's dying.

F*** the phimosis and the cortisone!

Ana! Hello?

Just say A sheik offered

a million dollars for one night.

So, maestro?

I already told you. It's Murakami.

It's the best choice.

And it's my article.

- So you've decided?

- Yes.

OK.

Mugur!

I have a say, right?

It can't just be about sales figures!

The new Coelho is out now.

"The Winner Stands Alone."

So?

So if he's not up for a Nobel,

it's below you?

Pretty much.

If that's what you want,

how are we different

from the tabloids?

I don't agree.

Murakami is no Kawabata, either.

We can talk about it over a beer,

if you want.

When your opinions sell

as much as Coelho,

then we can talk

about it here. Got it?

We're selling a newspaper here.

And I think The Winner

sells better than IQ84.

If we're promoting half-wits,

then give me a headline.

"The winner stands alone."

Cut the bullshit.

Economics, you're next.

"Making dreams..."

Write whatever you please.

"Making dreams of riches real."

If you leave, you're f***ed.

Know what?

Take it or leave it.

- Curiela.

- Who?

Curiela.

- Who is Curiela?

- My good friend.

Yes, and I'm saving her from...

Toma!

Toma!

Very nice.

I have to go.

- Did you call a cab?

- I'll get one from the street.

Come on, please.

- Don't be upset!

- Just forget it.

We were in the park outside

for 15 minutes. What could happen?

With Tudor? Are you insane?

When were you last out alone,

without me?

Shouldn't you have told me?

What if something happened to him?

We pick you up or

you return alone?

I don't know.

I'll call when I'm done with Miruna.

Mummy will be back soon,

sweetheart. OK?

- Did you take your phone?

- Yes.

Be careful.

- Call us when you get there.

- Bye!

I want mummy!

I want mummy!

Where is she going?

Explain it for me.

I'm waiting.

There you go.

That's not the problem!

What the f*** is the problem, then?

What does Bogdan want

at this hour?

I can't take it anymore.

You're constantly controlling me.

Give me your phone.

Are you sleeping?

Kisses and emoticons? Nice!

Have you calmed down?

You only understand

what you want.

What do I want?

I'm listening.

Did I ever do this to you?

When you were out all day,

did I ever check your phone?

I was working to support you.

- What the f*** am I doing now?

- How the f*** would I know?

You're completely paranoid.

Maybe you should get a job, too!

What?

Something full time.

What about Tudor?

- There are nannies.

- Earn money to pay money?

You'd be doing something.

Don't play stupid.

Or maybe you are stupid.

Now you're a big boss

thanks to me.

If I'd carried on,

I'd be earning more than you.

Also, I stay at home

to take care of Tudor.

Do you want him to end up like you?

Having kids isn't a form of therapy.

When you stayed home for years,

did I complain?

Now you tell me to get a job!

You've got a nerve!

Ever think about

how you fuelled my condition?

That's why you were sick?

So you got sick because of me?

Daddy!

Motherf***er.

...grant three of your wishes,

whatever they are.

Think:
What would make you happy?

Think it over, don't rush to answer.

Then the ogre disappeared

into the dark woods.

The closer he got to home,

the better he felt.

Listen wife, he said.

Make a roaring fire and a hearty dinner.

We will never be poor again.

Let's not be hasty.

We could still lose everything.

Better sleep on it.

Let's leave it until tomorrow

to make these three wishes.

The woodcutter went to sleep

in front of the fire.

- Hey!

- Hey.

Hey, kitten.

- Adriana said hi. What do you say?

- Hello.

- Look who's here.

- Wow, you've grown.

Miha!

Who's my pretty boy?

My favorite?

Come here, my prince.

My, you've grown!

- Hey!

- Hi.

He'll be dating soon.

- Want a surprise?

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