Felix and Otilia Page #10

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I see, you aren't cautious enough.

We are old people now and we

don't have anything to expect anymore.

- Allow me, allow me!

- What should I allow?

If you die, we don't know where to search

for the money. Old people see a priest,

confess, save money for the funeral,

for clean clothes.

- Do you have a will?

- I don't have any, let me alone!

Iet him alone!

- He's gone...

- Turn off the light, it costs money!

I know, Marina told me.

It was so unexpected! Where is he?

There.

He must have hidden

the money somewhere.

Has he said anything?

What do you think?

Have you found out something?

Nothing. I want to know,

if he has done a will or not.

If he hasn't done any will,

then you eldmother,

being his sister,

you are the only heiress.

You have to take everything,

I mean everything you can see.

Let me alone!

I will take the house. He won't be so

brazen to leave it to some strangers.

How about the money... the money he

has got for the restaurant and everything?

Are you hearing me?

I would ask him, if it doesn't sound like

I would ask him about his coffin.

Find out, Stanica!

Ok, eldmother,

I'll do anything for you.

I hope only he hasn't left

everything to Otilia.

Now go, go...

we are disturbing him.

No, no... you stay here.

We will switch turns to guard him.

I will stay here with Titi now.

- Olimpia, you should go too!

- Where should I go, dear?

Go and see that they won't take anything

out of the house, if there is something left!

You will come back later in the evening.

If he has done a will and he hasn't done it

in our favour, I will sue him.

Can you play something nice?

A chansonette?

I have nothing to give to Titi and Aurica,

if she is marrying.

Old fool man.

I've heard you were at the cinema.

What can you see there?

Well, they show a well with a wheal, then

they show a girl coming with a big bucket

and then an old man and an old woman

speaking to each other.

Then they show the girl taking water with

the bucket out of the well, the old woman...

the old man is hitting her with the whip,

then they show the girl in an empty house,

she is eating a bread loaf. Afterwards the

night comes and the girl opens the window.

- Then...

- What is that?

- Is that cinema?

- Yes, it is.

- Then it isn't nice.

- Indeed.

You said, you knew a chansonette.

Iet's hear it!

What have you done, old man?

You are nasty.

I'll tell you something:

Colonel Constantinescu, next to Arionoaia,

the one you've asked the auger

well... he died last night

He got palsy.

60 years old.

Crazy, isn't it?

He dined with some guests till 11 PM

and in the morning... pac!

Tomorrow they're burying him.

Can't you talk?

Can't you move?

This year was a very bad one,

only children and old people.

The autumn is coming, this is

bad for the lungs and head.

Tell me... have you done a will?

I'll look after your health, but why

don't you rest in the bedroom?

It is more comfortable there.

Otilia's money...

You thief!

That's it, old man! It's over! Now is

the time for the young generation.

You made me happy,

you save me from misery.

Go to him, he wants

you to play for him.

- He doesn't like me to play.

- Now he likes it. Go!

Be more sentimental!

Has he died?

I've told him not to carry bricks.

Has he died?

Where could the money be?

Iook, this thimble

I've looked so much for!

Take your basc off,

aren't you ashamed?

- Olimpia, give me the handkerchief!

- You have it in your pocket.

Uncle, whom let you us?

What a great lose for our family!

Don't let him!

I'll sell the other house too.

- We are moving into Stirbei Voda.

- I don't sell anything, Olimpia is not mine.

What did you say?

Ce-ai spus?

Felix, you have your own

income now.

You'll administrate it how you like.

Otilia, you have Pascalopol.

The piano belong to your mother.

You can take it, dear Otilia.

- Without piano, we will die, mom.

- I let it to you.

She was always a good girl.

I'll sell everything, to have fun too.

All my life I worked very hard

for my children.

Did you see? He kept all the bad sets

and the good ones he sold.

Yes, Simion!

All my life I worked, and your

had fun with all the whores.

Don't speak, you scum,

don't speak with me!

You gave me only vinegar, you sold my

clothes. Iook at my bad state!

Maria Magdalena is taking care of me,

she is my daughter.

We are staying here in the warm,

an she in the desert, poor.

Otilia, you'll go now with me,

don't you?

Dad has died...

I have nothing to do here.

I'll go with you, Felix.

Don't be angry,

but I want to be alone.

Now.

Nice funeral!

Many carriages, nice weather!

When they dye the rich people are lucky.

Aglae, bad like a b*tch,

shed no tears.

But that was it.

The dead are not coming back.

Iet's venerate them and keep the eyes

open to the new generation!

- You too, dear, haven't cry much.

- Like you?

You cried like a woman,

what a disgrace!

If I were there,

you wouldn't cry so much.

What do you want,

I'm a loving, sensible man.

What do you have there?

What is happened to you?

- Were? I don't have anything.

- Stanica, you are hiding something. What?

- Olimpia my sweet, my dear...

- You have something under your shirt.

All I see convinces me, that nothing

is higher then the mystery of marriage.

The eternal love, for which

you let everything behind.

Look, Madame!

Do not spy me, please!

I'm lawyer, more then

a priest.

Maybe someone told me

a secret.

When someone tell me a secret,

I burry it in myself.

Do not search in my stuff!

I forbidden you.

I receive papers, on which depends the

honour and property of individuals.

If you are searching in my papers

and you put one in fire,

then I have destroyed a client

and myself too.

That's it!

Besides, I must find an office, to work

in peace.

What's that? Why you are bugging me

in the middle of the night?

- Let me sleep!

- Sweet woman...

Let me...

Let me sleep!

You are my companion,

you are my first love.

What is with you? Have you drunk

to much at the funerals?

- I'm a loving husband, sentimental...

- Are you crazy?

Don't you see I'm sleeping?

Why do you bugging me.

Look Madame, the goal of the marriage

is the procreation.

When a woman doesn't procreates,

fell from her rights.

As long you don't give me

a family with many children,

you make me unworthy to the country.

Without descendants to carry my name,

you are actually not my wife.

Ok, ok, let me...

I'm sure you gave me drugs.

From this very moment,

I see clearly.

Being no more my wife de facto,

you'll be soon neither my wife de jure.

Inside me is a great battle between

the sentiments and the duty.

The sentiment for the one who was

my wife and the duty for the society

make me look for the paternal happiness,

you refused me.

Sillies!

It doesn't matter, do you understand?

Everyone declares that the old man

couldn't write.

I have only one document:

The testament.

Give me the most awesome testament,

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