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How? - What?

- I don't understand.

Handwriting. Whose is it doctor?

How did you managed to forge

handwriting so good?

Forge? Of course.

In your brain you can't think anything

else except that I did it, but I didn't.

That's not my handwriting. Jelena wrote

that. Yesterday, in this room.

I was standing near her while she was

writing. I was playing with her necklace.

You don't believe me? Look at this.

This is the necklace. You see?

It spilled last night in bed, I barely

collected it.

And you, if you keep looking

for evidences,

and if you tell someone that I'm a liar,

and that I'm changing my handwriting...

Please leave me alone. I'm asking

you politely now.

Leave me alone, or next time I'll

kick you out of the house.

Hello doctor

- Hello mister Jagi.

Are you in a hurry? Are some miracles

happening there again?

I don't know what you mean.

- You know very well.

We're not blind and deaf.

We should report this to his cousin.

That one in Zagreb.

If you think that this is your job,

then inform his cousin in Zagreb.

I'm just a doctor you know. If I can,

I treat people.

Everything else is someone else

business. Now excuse me, I'm in a hurry.

Goodbye.

I don't know mister, did she told you.

Ana is leaving.

She packed her bags yesterday.

I thought that you'd want to talk with her.

Should I pour in another glass too?

I'll drink only wine today.

And you? You won't drink with me?

You're pretty.

You're flattering.

You think I'm vanity?

- Pretty woman is simply pretty.

Others have vanity.

Why are you disappearing every time?

Why are you letting that I wait and

search for you for hours?

Why are you doing when you're not with me?

- I'm here.

You're not... I'd know that.

You're still see me as

dead in your thoughts

Your feelings are fooling you until you

realise how silence is naughtily.

Then you'll stay with me forever.

If only you'd know...

It's possible so much more than that.

What?

- How strange is to talk with someone,

when you know his thoughts in advance.

- And you know it?

What is it Jelena? What's the matter?

ema!

What is it? What do you see in the mirror?

My ema! No!

Run! Save yourself.

ema has burned.

Mister Klari?

- Yes, it's me.

And you're probably mister Jagi.

- That's right, I am.

I see... How should I say it...

I see that you received my letter.

Where can we talk?

- Well... Here.

You know, I would gladly invited you

at my place if that could be possible...

How should I say... It's a small town.

Understand? It wouldn't be convenient.

And on the other hand, as you can see,

there's no one here. - I'm listening.

You'll catch a cold.

Should I make supper?

You're a bad cook, and I'm not hungry.

Leave me alone.

Hello Lucio.

- Stanko!

You're here?

Keep pouring Janko, we don't have guest

like this every day.

Did you rest well? Come on...

- Thank you.

And you? How are you feeling?

- Never better.

I'm so glad that you came.

I missed conversation, friends...

There are so many things that I wanted to

share, but I didn't have anyone.

Man can't live like a wolf, all alone.

- Alone? I'm not alone.

I'm talking about friends, friendship.

- And I'm talking about your lifestyle.

Why? What about it?

- Lucio, man has to live on the ground.

It's all very nice. Sensitivity, romance,

but you should accept reality.

It's no use running away from it.

My dear, I'm here. I'm not running away,

I'm here.

Yes, just like ena.

What happened with ena?

- Of course, you don't know it.

Terrible story, she was burned alive.

I found out few days ago.

- How? When?

It was in Venice.

She was preparing to go outside,

a maid dropped a candle.

At first neither of them noticed. When

the flame was big, it was too late.

At what time has that happened?

- Why? - Tell me.

They say it was around 10 o'clock

So Jelena was right.

That was exactly what she saw in the

mirror. She said it. 'ema is burned'.

For God's sake Lucio, ema died few days

ago, and Jelena is dead since winter.

That's what you think. She's alive.

She's alive! She's with me.

Lucio please calm down.

I know that you've been trough a lot,

you were madly in love with Jelena,

but her death shouldn't impair

your judgment.

You think I'm crazy? You don't believe me?

- What should I believe? That Jelena is alive?

For God's sake Lucio, get together,

we were at the funeral together

So what? What is that proofing?

Just that part of her being has lost

it's existence, nothing more.

Jelena, the real Jelena, my Jelena,

she's alive, she's living, with me.

Anyway... You'll see her.

She should arrive any moment.

You'll see am I crazy.

I thought I'll be able to talk to you.

But now I see myself... You're ill.

Wait a minute. Wait. They told you

that I'm ill, they told you I'm crazy.

But I'm not crazy. Jelena is alive, she

lives you'll see her. - Don't maunder.

You're crazy, you're crazy!

Can you hear it too? Can you

hear that playing?

Who's playing?

Jelena.

You're insane. Don't delude me too.

You don't believe it? Maybe that's

wind playing the Chopin.

Maybe I have a fever. I must've got

sick on the road.

Come.

Come.

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