Felix and Otilia Page #4

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You don't breath, your garbage.

Simion, you'll get sick!

You ate four pounds of cheese.

Let Felix told us what soul is,

he is a medicine student.

- Well...

- When I was a student...

Mother, we couldn't get a peach.

Please, I want to take blood. Sorry, I don't

have the flam with me, for a phlebotomy.

Bloody hell, Vasiliad!

Right now when we eat?

He does not have blood and

you want to get even more.

Do you hear me?

Uncle Costache, he want to take your blood.

- To suffer...

- Yes!

- He wants.

- We know better what to do.

You, Uncle Costache, are gentle,

I can say even harmless.

Others are acting bad.

I knew a magistrate once, that

went up the chimney on the roof and sang:

Chant the country glory, trumpet call...

He moved his hands like he was flying...

Mr. Pascalopol...

How are you, Uncle Costache?

Better? Do you want to change the compress?

It's an unbearable heat for a patient.

Why don't we move him to his room?

Cogger lurk me to rob me,

to force me. I have not died.

Okay, okay.

Stay calm!

I was just talking with doctor Stratulat

when Miss Otilia, told me about the accident.

May I came in?

- Well, doctor Vasiliad saw him, right?

- A second opinion won't hurt.

Well...

Doctor Stratulat

is professor at the University.

Please, doctor!

Here you are!

This way, please!

Why did he bring the professor?

It was really necessary?

He is patient.

If Mr. Pascalopol is paying...

A little consultation, Uncle Costache.

I want to go to paint.

I'm very far behind.

Mother, I say we go.

What are we doing here anyway?

- It's late and look, my father slept.

- You're right.

He breathe!

Stroke well supported.

He's out of danger.

- He can stand up?

- He can stand.

He is okay, didn't I told you?

He's as sound as a roach.

Isn't right, old man?

Cogger!

- Good evening!

- Good evening!

- Good evening, Uncle!

- Get to the table!

- How are you, Uncle Costache?

- Good, thank you.

- Enjoy your meal!

- Felix... Felix, we don't cook anymore.

It is a useless work for Marina.

You can eat out.

I put the money there.

You signed for them.

- But where you'll eat?

- I'm not really eat in the evening.

I'll go tomorrow in the city.

- And where will Otilia eat?

- Well, Otilia eat with Mr. Pascalopol.

- Apples...

- Leave the apples, I'll grab them!

Uncle, how could a girl

to go out like this...

Otilia is free!

And you can eat. Nobody stops you.

Good night!

Do not forget to turn off the light.

The light costs money, the light...

Otilia should marry Pascalopol.

That what she should do.

Costache!

1, 2, 3, 4, 5... good.

I heard that you published an article

in a French magazine. That's?

- Yes.

- Give it to me!

Bravo, bravo...

But it's pretty bad paper.

- Yes...

- You'll gone be a scientist.

Theory physician scientist,

not a practitioner like me.

You take through there, I through here.

What are doing in the afternoon?

Yes... Look, I just wanted to tell you.

I got an old relative,

need to make some shots.

You think is possible?

Come on, I walk you.

Sure, do not be bashful.

Give me the address!

I do injections in exchange for small sums.

And I will see were you live.

- I have nothing to write.

- Here's a pen, use it!

- Yes, thank you!

- Let me give you a piece of paper...

Yes... Antim.

12 Antim Street. A large gate.

Large, yes...

Goodbye!

- Bless you, young man!

- Thanks!

Get up, Mr. Doctor!

We go to the stockyard.

Today is St. Agrippina.

I kidnapped you to pay a visit.

You'll be interested.

All these belonged to Agrippina, and now

she is renting in this mill attic.

I had filthy rich relatives and I'm a

adjust when I could be a millionaire.

- It's my cousin Panait here, Vasile?

- Only the lady.

When I was a child the court was

filled carts of flour.

Boo!

Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday,

Happy...

- Kiss hand Aunt Agripina!

- Why are the smell of hot bread?

- Is like on the old times!

- What smell? I brought traditional pretzels.

What can bring a pauper like me?

Here the nuts too.

Let's see who else is here...

Let's see who's left

of our old family.

- How are you, girls?

- Well, Uncle.

But why do not you come over to visit us?

I can't dear, I can't. My life goes

through decisive moments. Either... or...

Look at Luci, and cute Lia...

And tall Lica.

Do you like the boy?

You like...

You always go through decisive moments.

Ask Costica for a job at the factory!

God help, maybe we'll strike it lucky.

Why is smelling of perfume?

What are you putting on?

- Look what I use.

- Give it to me!

Stanica, are you crazy?

You have to use just a little bit.

Yeah sure, what do you care?

You play with money!

Ah... if I'll put my hands on the dike

I'll bathe in champagne.

Um... look, Lili's here.

Aunt Agripina why are you sit so sandwiched?

Aren't you get rid of these junks yet?

Look how old things were done.

Allspice... Aunt Agripina, I'll

like to eat that Greek food with allspice.

What food?

What food... The one that you

use to make when we were kids.

You take fine minced meat,

without bread or egg, like for sausages.

You add chopped garlic,

salt, allot of pepper, paprika,

crushed allspice and flour as cover.

What else was it?

That food was

made with mutton, Stanica.

Mutton, of course,

soaked for three days...

Well, nowadays no longer eat mutton

but on our time the mutton...

And what was the green tomatoes

with cinnamon.

Noo...

It was good.

Stanica remember well, our grandparents

cooks like that.

Aunt Agripina,

Why do you do with so many cups?

Give me some, so I can show my progeniture

how the high class was use to drink coffee.

Whatever, Stanica.

That's all I have left.

To be healthy!

Give me some money,

I did not come by foot!

I came by coach and I spent

my last money on Aunt Agripina pretzels.

- How much do you need, Stanica?

- You? Do you have money?

Your father keeps you on a short leash.

Let me see your bag!

Look here, she have!

Yes, yes, yes...

Big mess, life is hard.

This is my family.

Granite!

Let's go!

Kiss your hand, auntie!

May you bury us all!

Goodbye!

Come, my dear!

I will go too...

Goodbye!

Kiss your hands!

By, I kiss you!

Do you have some place for us, Toader?

Yes, of course...

What a cute young men!

If you ask me, a girl should breed.

That's it...

Ah, what wife this girl will be!

She one of ours, Greek,

without put on an act, healthy.

And what wealth this girl has,

my God, why I'm her uncle!?

Well, what about this Felix?

We'll arrange her?

- I do not understand.

- Great shifty, this young man!

He'll become a great scientist,

he's an erudite.

Hey, Toader, why don't you

throw away this rust?

Mill, sugar mill... There are other

moral and material goods in the world.

- Yes, yes...

- Stop!

Let have our own Eminescu in the

family. What the heck?

The world is thin, evolves.

The young man is unique, from a good family.

His father, God rests his soul! Was a doctor.

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