In Bloom Page #5

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Don't let him go. Get him!

Come here, you f***er!

Where are you running to?

Son of a whore!

Let's get out of here!

F*** you!

Hurry!

Natia, stop!

Natia...

Stop!

Open up!

Stop, Natia!

What happened?

What happened?

Natia, stop!

Let me go!

What happened? Tell me.

Tell me what's happening!

Eka!

Tell me what's happening!

Eka!

Don't make me crazy,

tell me what's going on!

You're breaking the door. Come out!

- I said open up!

- Come out, I'm talking to you!

Don't you understand

when I'm talking to you?

Come out. Listen...

Look here, listen for one second!

Give it to me!

Tell me once and for all

what's happening, tell me!

Have you gone crazy?

What's the problem?

Settle down, what has happened?

- Give it to me!

- Give it to her.

Listen to me for a second.

Who are you screaming at? Tell me who!

I said give it to me!

Come over here.

Let her tell me!

Did you hear me?

- Look!

- Settle down.

- I said give it to me!

- No!

You're despicable.

Get over here. Have you gone crazy?

Get out of here!

Leave me alone. This impudent...

Do you think you're in your own house?

Shut up!

Street girl!

- Shut up!

- I deserve worse!

I deserve worse

for allowing you into this house!

You've gone completely crazy!

Do you think she's your daughter?

Where's Kote...

Where is your husband wandering around?

Where is Kote... I said where is Kote?

That son of yours killed a man!

Get it?

Get it now?

Is she telling the truth?

I'm out of here...

- Wait, I'm coming!

- I need to figure this out.

- I said, I'm coming, too.

- Wait for me there!

I'm not asking you where I should come

and where I should go!

Don't drive me crazy!

Don't drive me crazy! F*** you!

Eka!

Give it to me.

How many times do I have to tell you?

Understand?

It's mine! It's not yours!

Did you understand?

Give it to me!

It's mine!

It's yours, I'll give it to you!

No one's going to take it from you!

Here, take it!

It's yours, why don't you take it?

Take it!

Kote might as well die, too? Right?

You know exactly where he is,

so go and kill him!

Let's go.

Is this the entrance?

Mum, this is the entrance, right?

Yes, it is.

Thanks.

Where are you headed, girl?

- Visitors over here?

- Yes.

Show it to them inside.

Yeah, okay... Fine, okay. I'm off.

Papers.

Name.

Eka.

Surname.

Khizanishvili.

How old are you?

Fourteen.

What relation is the prisoner to you?

My father.

Don't put them there. Put them here.

Yes, sir.

Dad, do you have the passports

and documents?

No, you have them.

Khizanishvili?

Me.

Come along, girl.

On your right.

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