Best Intentions
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- 2011
- 105 min
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Hello...
I went already...
I just got home.
I'll tell you when we meet.
I don't know.
I saw it, but I didn't like it.
I don't know...
'Cause I don't!
What am I s'posed to do
if I don't?!
Okay... bye...
Did you really throw them out?
- Delia! Did you?
- I told you to throw them out...
You keep a lot of crap!
How many times did I tell you?
But that's not the way to do it!
You could've told me
beforehand!
Really love, what's the big deal
You've had them for 10 years!
I hope you're not upset...
They were in tatters!
Of course I'm upset!
They were a souvenir...
A souvenir, right...
Perhaps Alinuta gave them to you...
Not Alinuta...
I got them in the Army.
You're making such a fuss
for some briefs you wore in the Army?!
Really now...
You have a way to...
it's not the f***ing briefs!
They were old, torn and yellow!
But they were a souvenir!
Don't you have thingies like this?
No! I don't keep
You're such a smartass!
You've covered the fridge
with those ugly magnets!
C'mon, love... They were yellowish
and the elastic was loose.
Why did you Keep them in the drawer
if your mom gave them to you?
You should've put them
in that memorabilia box of yours.
- Or frame them!
- I keep them Where I Want!
Are you upset, or something?
Did I keep them among your panties,
or something?
- How were they hindering you?
- You really are upset!
- Alex...
- Leave me alone...
From now on,
you'll clean up all by yourself!
Well, I don't wanna...
This is the last time
I take care of your things!
No sh*t!
Gabi... Why is it so complicated
to send me that link?
I got that, but I Wanna check it
beforehand, okay?
Okay... Did you check with KLM, too?
How much?!
Aha...
No, no...
No, no...
Okay, bye...
Why are you so upset?
If anything, I should be the one...
- I'm not upset... Bye, Kiss ya...
- Well... don't you?!
I'll kiss you tonight... maybe...
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Yeah...
Gabi, really,
what's so complicated?!
So... as you're walking
on the right, on Pache Blvd...
yeah, you go past Izvor...
Okay man, on Elisabeta Blvd.
If you pref en on the right...
it's an orange sign, B something...
it's an open air pub.
At 4 o'clock, right...
But mind you!
You can't see it from the street,
you have to go in first.
No, the beer is on me...
Because I Want to.
Okay see ya there.
Bye...
Hi dad, how are you?
What a surprise...
I was about to go out...
You?
I got time, tell me...
No, not later. Tell me now.
No, tell me now!
What happened?
Dad... Dad!
What?!
When is he gonna tell you?
Okay... Call me...
I'll be Waiting...
Gabi...
I can't meet with you, sorry...
Mom's not okay
and I have to go home...
Thanks, but there's nothing
you can do... Bye.
I see...
Whenever I need you,
you don't have time,
your battery's empty,
or I don't know What!
Yeah, I am,
'cause that's the way you are!
Dad called and told me
that mom was taken to the hospital...
A stroke...
They x-rayed her
and now dad's going to the doctor's
to see what's going on.
Dad... He called me...
He was scared...
He Went to the hospital
and found mom in a wheelchair,
repeating herself...
She couldn't remember
how she got there!
He couldn't reason with her
'cause she kept repeating herself,
don't you get it?
And the doctors told him
that it's a blood vessel
which is either obstructed or broken
and causes internal hemorrhage.
Why? Does Susu
Okay, I'll call him..
Listen, I'm leaving
by the 17:
15 train...No, what can you possibly do?
Okay, bye...
Hello
Hi Susu, Alex her...
Hi Susu, Alex her...
Well... not very well,
'cause I have a problem...
Mom had a stroke
and she's in the hospital...
Dad called and told me
that shes speaking nonsense
and keeps repeating
the same question...
Right...
Right...
I don't know... The doctor's
explaining it to dad as we speak...
Got it!
What's his name?! Crisan?!
Got it!
Okay Susu, thanks...
I'll ask and I'll call you back...
I don't know... I'll talk to my dad
and then I'll call you back...
Okay Susu, Thanks...
So... Tell me...
Thank God, dad...
Listen, ask for the CD with the X-ray
because I Wanna send it to Cluj
so that $u$u can look at it...
What's the doctor's name?
F***!
Tell him
I wanna move her to Cluj!
Yeah, We have to!
'Cause I Want to!
Tell him that I have a friend in Cluj
and I wanna move her there.
Listen, I have a train at 17:15...
Of course I'm coming!
What pajamas?!
Okay, bye...
I called dad to tell him
to move her to Mrs. Nuti
and he's getting on my nerves
saying he's ashamed of the doctor.
Yeah... His wife's a professor
at my mom's school...
He says he owes him 'cause
had it been 10 minutes later,
the radiologist would've left...
Really now!
Apparently if it hadn't been for Crisan,
they would've sent her to Arad
even though Cata said
it's dangerous to move her...
I hope... That's what they said...
Wait a sec...
Hello...
Yeah...
Given the rush,
I hope they read the X-ray properly...
Can you please close the door?
Thank you...
Or maybe the doctor
didn't tell the truth?
Why wouldn't he?
'Cause that's what they do
in critical situations around here...
What, ain't it so?
I'd rather not tell you
than make you suffer...
What do you mean okay
if she keeps repeating herself?!
Okay... Talk to you later... Bye...
Sorry for cutting in...
I heard you talking
and I Wanted to tell you
my sister suffered a similar stroke...
- That's it, right?
- Yeah...
You should move her someplace safer...
to Bucharest...
Oh, I'll move her to Cluj, for sure!
Or to Bucharest... I'll see...
Well, of course! I heard
a lot of things about hospitals...
I have a friend.
She fell ill recently...
Poor thing,
she had ah awful migraine!
She Went to the hospital.
They sent her to the eye doctor
when, in fact, she had had a stroke
and it was too late...
Yeah...
Hi Susu...
Yeah, I asked
but I didn't understand it very Well
and I didn't dwell upon it, either...
Anyway, he said something
about a transitory ischemic...
What does it mean?
I see...
Really?!
Okay...
And transitory'?
How am I not to think about it?!
Transitory ischemic sounds like sh*t...
Transitory towards What?
Okay thanks a lot, and sorry for...
Okay I'll call you later. Bye!
Well yeah...
Transitory sounds bad
but, apparently, it comes from
transition towards good...
The first 24 hours are critical, ma'am.
Only if she's not being taken care of...
'Cause if she is...
They didn't say anything about this.
They're critical anyway
So, until morning,
it can be very bad...
Listen to this...
A coworker of mine, poor thing...
His father, a man in his 80s
had some sort of cancer...
And he bought him vitamins...
the good, expensive ones...
He thought
it would help his body...
But Within a month,
his father was dead...
The doctors told him
that it was a bad idea,
the cancer process...
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