Made in Europe Page #9

- But it is like that. F*** his children...

He was calling me "my son" too.

I was also earning bread money there.

- What's up? Everything all right?

- What's up?

Where did you come from?

We wanted to have some fun. I'm not

always going to sit around that place.

- What's up, Aylin?

- Not much. You? Look, this is Armando.

- We already met. How's it going?

- Good. You want a drink?

- Yes, send me more over.

- We're all going to need...

...another one in a minute.

- Why do you say that?

- Ahmet, your petition response arrived.

- When?

- Today.

- Where is it?

- I read it...

- Tell me, girl, what does it say?

- I told you I only trust her.

- The answer is positive.

My God! They can't hold us

back anymore, Cem.

Listen!

- What happened, Aylin?

- His paper arrived today...

The answer is positive.

He has six-months permission.

So so good, wonderful. Wasn't he

waiting for this? He told me that his...

...declaration was good

- But our boss tore up the paper.

- Why?

- He thought it was a fine to pay.

F***!

But the answer is ok.

Ahmet, the answer is positive,

look, it's positive.

How could he tear it up, son of a b*tch?

- Then he threw it in the bin.

- Didn't you take it from there.

How could I take it? He said,

"He's not working here anymore," tore it

...crumpled it and threw it away. Come

on, calm down. Go and wash your face.

You'll invent a lie, and get another copy.

You'll get another copy later.

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