Bacalaureat Page #8

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in my office.

I see.

Wish me luck.

Sok szerencst.

That means luck?

It does.

I'm so sorry, madam.

Last night, my husband asked me

to give you this.

Madam...

Please.

It was his wish.

Thank you. Sorry for your loss.

Do you have your husband's ID?

Yes.

Come along, please.

Thank you.

Good morning.

Did you bring handcuffs?

Come on, doctor,

we're human too!

I got this now from Mr. Bulai.

Will you need it?

We're just doing our job, don't you see?

Yes. And it has to be done.

But you know what we say here:

No use excising the tumour if...

We do what we can.

Will you be here next week?

Where else?

Till Monday, then.

The investigation must continue.

I understand.

You'll always find me here.

But let's keep the kids out of it.

Sure. We'll see...

Have a good day.

Let's go.

Are you OK?

Mafia.

Hello, Eliza.

Hello.

How are you?

Fine.

A bit nervous...

Hows Mum'?

She's fine.

She won't bar the windows after all.

That's better.

Yes.

You get the results on Thursday?

Yes.

But I'm not sure I'll leave.

It would be a pity

but it's your decision.

Dad, about the exam...

Yes?

They let me write a bit longer

after the 3 hours were up.

L mean...

I started crying and they let me.

So I didn't need to do anything else.

I see.

Didn't I do well?

Can you take a photo? A keepsake?

Sure.

Look at me.

Smile!

Again...

Another smile...

Happier!

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