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a book now and then.

-Yes?

-Shall I walk you to your car, or...?

I'll never go out with you guys again!

I'm shitting on your club, you bozos!

Are you messing with me?

Tell me, are you messing with me?

I'll send the Economic Police here!

This dump will be closed in two days!

I'll make sure all of you are fired!

No! Not here, the ground floor is full

of prying old geezers.

Come with me!

Now go! I can't take you upstairs, my parents are back.

-Otherwise you would have taken me upstairs?

-What do you think?

Do you think Robert would get mad

if he found out we're together?

Why would he get mad?

Well, he's certainly got a temper.

He could misinterpret...

What does he have to do with this?

Am I asking him who is he going out with?

Ok, ok, now go! Go!

You won't forget me until next week, I hope...

You only see each other on Saturdays?

She can't go out during the week, she's a model,

and she's obsessed with her beauty sleep.

Thank God, I don't think I would be capable

of seeing her more often.

-Financially, or...

-Well...

I'm a pauper Mondays to Fridays, and a prince

in the weekends. Ever seen anything like this?

-Your bill, sir.

-Yes, thank you.

What can I say, it was absolutely delicious,

but way too expensive.

-You mean the bill?

-No, I mean being with Diana.

I was thinking... how much would I have to earn

in order to take her out every day...

...I guess that, if we consider

how much I spent this Saturday...

-And the bill...?

-Ah, yes.

What is this? I think there's been a mistake!

Ahh!

Robert! Get over here for a second.

Listen! If they even the score, I'll cut you all!

What's up?

I can't... let me catch my breath.

Your parents... are they all right?

Yes.

-And your sister, how is she?

-She's ok.

Speaking about your sister... I have this friend...

A girl about her age.

I want to give her a present,

and I have no idea what to get her.

I was thinking maybe you could give me an idea.

What would Diana like, for example?

Teach! You've got a chick you want to sleep with!

No, nothing like that, it's just...

If you've got a chick you want to sleep with,

you'd be a fool to buy her gifts!

Take her home, give her

a glass of scotch, and screw her!

What the hell, teach?

Am I supposed to teach you that too?

Ok, dismissed.

-Come on!

-Come here, Robert!

And don't break any windows, or you'll pay for them!

Look, the phone bill and the rent bill.

Show them to her, so she can see how

we pay them from our crappy social security!

Oh, I almost forgot!

I read it. It's crap!

I can't bring her to my place, it would be a disaster.

A hotel is too vulgar...

At her place I risk running into her brother...

-Where do I take her?

-don't you have any friends?

Acquaintances. They're all married.

Anyway, all of them live...

way beneath what "I can afford".

-You know what? Can we change the subject?

-Why?

Because you don't take someone out

to talk for hours about your problems.

And it's very unpleasant for a wife,

no matter who she is...

...to constantly hear you

praising some pretentious bimbo.

Sorry I had to say that.

Especially at an anniversary.

-What anniversary?

-10 years of marriage.

-Are you crazy?

-Yup...

-We have that anniversary every night.

-Yes, but maybe tonight is special.

-Why would it be special?

-Be cause I want it to be so.

What's so special about it?

It's just another evening.

Yes, but this is our 10th evening.

-Since we've been working together...

-Since I've been your wife.

At least in front of all these people,

who don't deserve this one bit.

So spare me your cheap love stories, ok?

-Why...

-Mr. Pepe can kiss my ass!

-Where are you going?

-To pee.

-You know what?

-Yes?

When you invite a girl to your place,

and she asks where the bathroom is...

You better know where it is,

or you might be showing her the closet!

Also know where you have clean towels,

how to turn on the music...

Have some personal things

scattered around the room...

Easy to say, but... I have no place to take her.

Talk to Pepe. He's an understanding man.

What? I'm sponsoring you to f***?

Look closely! This is the city you live in!

This is the perfect spot to see it.

Better than the top of "Intercontinental Hotel".

See how many nobodies walk by?

Millions of nobodies.

When you came to me with this innocent

"nobody" face, what did I say to myself?

Miruna, coffee!

I said:
"this kid wants to be somebody,

this kid wants to learn a trade".

Do I get that coffee already?

There are three basic jobs in this world:

wealthiness, poverty and sex.

You can earn your pay in any of them.

But from love and writing you'll starve,

you idiot! You'll die for free!

I think the house on 21st Autumn St. is free...

He thinks so small... I leave him everything he makes,

I ask for no percentage...

...just so he could understand

what opportunities lay ahead!

An all this time, he's living in a dream!

That's what I heard, it was freed two days ago.

-What?

-The house on 21st Autumn Rd.

-So what?

-So it's free...

What is this, a plot?

You two are plotting against me?

When do you need it?

On Saturdays?

We'll talk later, depending on your results.

What the hell, they're clients just like us,

how can you talk to them like that?

What, do you want me to pay from my own pocket?

Ho much is that bill anyway?

I'll pay half, you guys cover the rest.

Is it him? It's him, I can't believe it!

-Who?

-That guy over there, the one without money.

I had no idea he was so poor.

Thank you, thank you.

Here, smoke like wealthy guys do!

Don't mock a poor man. It's not nice.

-Aren't you ashamed of yourself?

-What do you want?

Stop!

"The IMF is useless,

orphanages are still bad.

The PHARE fund is useless too..."

-Here.

-Thanks.

-Wasnt it too much?

-I pity them, poor kids.

And? What went wrong?

Well, all day long I explored the place...

I tidied it up... I looked everywhere.

I filled the fridge.

-Wow!

-Let's turn the lights on.

Just a second, we'll have light...

One second...

Am I crazy, or you don't really

want to turn the light on?

-Naughty, naughty...

-One second...

Want a drink?

-Do you know what I like most about you?

-No, I don't.

That you don't flaunt your wealthiness.

Most men I've been with...

you know, they want to show it.

They take advantage

that I'm a woman, I look great...

...so of course I can't

buy my clothes in any store.

Who wouldn't be with a man

that can offer a little luxury?

But someone like you, not pigs like them.

-Isn't it so?

-It is.

-Do you want to go to the bedroom?

-No, not yet.

We have music in the bedroom too.

Not now, don't answer!

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Leave your message after the beep.

Ungureanu here. I'd like to reserve the place

for Thursday the 13th and Friday the 14th.

I hope the prices are the same.

Please call me back at 423 56 56.

It was a wrong number!

Come on, don't be weird... It's clear that

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