Mon roi Page #8

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- About wanting the same things.

Great!

We could read under the same tree.

The same book.

Alright...

We buy two copies, so we can discuss it.

It's been ten years

of you threatening me,

and, next day,

proposing to me again.

The day after, you promise

to square up your tax situation.

Years later, nothing's changed.

You run with the same crowd.

It's just hot air.

I want to be happy. Let me be happy.

If you love me,

you'd want me to be happy.

Let me be happy!

I can't make you happy?

You know

you can't make me happy!

Me neither.

I didn't make you happy.

Let's stop this charade!

You've got a man. Is that it?

Is that it?

Yes, I've got a man.

You know that...

You leave Simbad out of that.

I don't want this man...

I don't want this man living with Simbad.

You know that?

You know

you have no say in my life?

I don't care who you bang,

but my son

is not to have any relationship

with a man I've never met.

Hold on, you're out of your mind.

I'm not out of my mind.

I don't know this guy.

My son does not

go anywhere near him.

You hear me, Tony?

If your man

goes anywhere near my son, honey,

I'll take care of your sh*t

and not in a lawyer's office.

You can start right now.

My son has met my man

and they get on just fine.

Defying me, are you?

You decide right and wrong?

You decide for him?

What did you do to me for years?

I never laid a hand on you.

You want a medal

for not laying a hand on me?

What about the psychological abuse?

You don't think it hurts

more than a punch?

Tony, stop it!

He's leaving, cut it out.

Leave, Georgio.

Stay there.

Calm down.

Sit down.

I'll miss you guys.

Stay in touch.

Look after your knee.

Take care.

- Love ya, wallah.

- Same here.

See you, guys.

Drive safely.

Go ahead, take a seat.

How's your leg?

I'm still limping,

but I'm happy to be walking again.

Let's start with Simbad's drawings.

They've progressed nicely over the year.

- These are the older ones?

- That's right.

The progression

from the start of the year is...

We'd chosen a theme.

The theme was the sea.

A slight problem with...

Traffic.

Even on a motorcycle,

it's tricky, the bike lanes...

Anyway, I'm sorry.

Hello.

How are you?

Hello!

We started with his drawings.

Very interesting.

We were discussing them

with the doctor here.

He did these? All of them?

Yes, he did. They're Simbad's.

They're learning to tell the time?

Have learned.

Ask him the time, you'll see.

He never talks about it.

Sure he does.

I ask him and he tells me.

He even reads the time on my watch.

He applies himself well.

Really?

- Seriously?

- Very well.

Remarkably so for a boy.

For a boy?

Generally, boys take more time

to write neatly.

Girls tend to be

better at applying themselves

to handwriting.

He gets it from his mother.

The elegance...

is perhaps from my father.

My father was very elegant.

I'm delighted you both could make it

because we have very good news for you.

He will be promoted to the next grade.

So we're very happy,

after the tricky start he made.

Congratulations to you both.

You helped him to progress.

You can be proud of him.

Thank you.

- Is that all for today?

- I think so.

Okay.

Thank you very much for your patience.

Thanks again.

You're welcome.

Good bye.

Good bye?

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