Maria Page #3
- Year:
- 2003
- 97 min
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Come here!
This is the result of poverty,
of the need to have a roof
over one's head!
Take them home, aunt Mala!
I won't be long!
You go straight to the Police!
I'll come as soon as I can. Must teach
him a lesson. Come, kids!
Ofcer, she didn't want to come
but this time he overdid it.
Hey, you're breaking my legs!
Excuse me.
Shut the f*** up!
I'll see you in the morning.
Same old story. They hang around
at junctures, in truck parks,
and when you call them tramps
they feel offended.
What's the matter, lady?
Speak, Maria!
- He hasn't always been like this.
- He lost his job three times.
- Now he even rapes her!
- Rapes her? Isn't she his legal wife?
I'm at my wits' end!
I've 7 kids at home and no money.
He keeps bad company, gambles,
loses everything,
and comes home drunk.
If you want a medical certificate
you have to sue him,
and that may take years.
I wouldn't advise you.
Money spent, lawyers...
Still there's one way!
- What?
- I don't understand!
We must catch him in the act.
Wait till he comes home
and then call us.
and we'd come quick.
This way we'd have proof
he raped you.
Technically it's called trapping.
You mean he rapes her again?
Lady, wait!
You must make the statement.
Maria, don't run away like this!
The medicines!
Take care, they're heavy!
There...
Maria, I know it's hard for you.
But here, many unfortunate people
found a roof.
My child,
Only by faith we can save
our souls.
Jesus suffered for us.
You, Maria, must suffer
for your kids.
I have no strength left, father.
Good day, father! We're from
Direct TV and we'd like to film...
- We need no advertising.
- Aid from France...
- Please, don't lm that.
- Why not, sister?
Our benefactor doesn't want it.
Please, go away!
It's news...
We have nothing to say without
the approval of the Patriarchate.
- Wait, sister...
- Please go away!
Why are you so adamant?
It's just a piece of news...
- Thank you, father.
- God help us!
- Have you got the French guy?
- Yes, yes!
Come! Come!
Presents!
They arrested Ion! Go to the Police
and see what you do.
Mr. Ofcer!
Please help me.
when he's drunk. Please let him go!
Now he rapes you,
now he's a good man!
You mock the Romanian Police,
woman?
Who will pay the damages?
He trashed the pub.
I want him out of my sight
for some time. Tell him to leave town.
That's all I can do for him.
Is that clear?
Me, to vanish?
I was labor hero!
in that blasted foundry.
They promised me a home,
and I accepted to inate
those stupid balloons.
You made them chase me away!
- Me?!
- Yes! You!
I had 7 children with you and put up
with your hysteria and drunk sprees.
of me, you animal!
Me?
I'll go away at my folks
until it's all over.
Pack a few things for me.
You pack them or not?
Do | disturb?
What's up?
I'll go to the countryside.
My wife kicked me out too.
The hookers told on me.
About the Dutch and the German.
Can I come, too?
That's life, at the countryside.
I already have an idea.
It's almost ready. Look!
I'll wait you outside.
- | asked you what's this?
- Coca-Cola empties.
Each bottle can bring us 100 dollars.
Idiot! How could an empty
bring 100 dollars?
- You know what truffles are?
- No.
Special mushrooms that grow
underground
and are very difficult to nd.
One kilo costs 3000 dollars.
3000 dollars!
Dogs are specially trained to scent
them. That's the only problem.
- Where can I get such dogs?
- I'll kill this guy!
You'll be grateful
to the end of your days.
A guy in my block invented this.
It took him 9 years to gure out
how to grow them in his basement.
9 years! He nearly went blind
but he did it!
- Did what:
go blind?- Grow the mushrooms, dummy!
And exactly when he made it,
he kicked the bucket.
Wait!
First he told me the secret. Truffles
need a wet, dark, and warm place.
So we paint these bottles black,
we put soil and seeds
and put them in the sun.
That's all!
I haven't seen my folks in 15 years
and now I go home with this stupid
story, and a bag of empties?
Wait, please!
Mrs. Maria! The maintenance
fee is due! At least a part of it.
Good thing that trouble-making
husband of yours left!
I understand you, but you're in
debt
What can I tell you?
We live in the basement.
Not in a at!
I can't pay. You can kick us out.
I really can't.
- Lady!
- Throw her out!
Serves me right to treat
you decently.
- Out with her!
- I want the money by tomorrow.
- Got it? If you don't pay, you're out!
- That's it!
That's final!
Mr. Petrica!
Leave the woman alone, she's
You can't live without the money
on that basement?
2nd oor?
You're afraid to ask them but
not her?
We are Roma, not Gypsies, old
bag!
Have something against
our community?
You take her side when mantenance
costs an eye and a leg.
Jesus!
Bony, small-eyed and quite drab...
- My pasha, I'm just a bedouin...
- Who is this gentleman?
My work mate.
Pa's gone daffy,
and ma eats like a horse.
Shut up!
Aren't you ashamed?
I'm glad you've come.
I'll make you something to eat.
He's senile. Swallows everything
he nds at the stall round the corner.
Coca-Cola, chewing gum,
Marlboro, candies...
Even the surprises in the chewing
gum packs.
And then he gets constipated.
God forbidden!
- How much land you have?
- Land?
- All things fair, it should be mine!
- Shut the hell up.
- I don't need your land.
- No, man, we just came to breathe.
- Breathe?
- Sure!
There's so many like you city
boys coming to catch their breath...
Instead they wolf down ourfood
like they had belly worms!
- What?
- We have a fabulous business idea.
All we need is some Coke empties.
What? OK.
We need nothing.
Just catch our breath.
Maria! Maria!
Look, you recognize
our benefactor from France?
I told him about you
and the children.
I think he'll...
I told him about the baby.
He'd like to help.
I don't understand.
My child,
you can't manage, so the gentleman
wants to raise the baby for you.
- The little one.
- HoW's that?
First he'll take him to the doctor
to see if he's healthy and then...
He wants to help, to buy your
baby.
- Buy my baby?
- Adopt him! Take him to France.
It's for your own good
and the child's.
He'll lead a life you've never
dreamed of.
The man'll give you enough money
to get out of your misery.
You can buy a house, a at.
I won't give my kids to nobody.
I picked 'em in the trash cans
near pubs!
This man is crazy or what?
What does he want with the empties?
Let me sleep!
He said something about spores.
What's that?
- I don't care, man.
- I went to the notary.
This is the paper he drew up.
All you have to do is to sign it!
- A statement?
- You give up the land in my favour.
- I told you I want nothing.
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