Ori novela. Optimisti Page #2

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Look me in the eyes.

Listen to my voice, only to my voice.

I will count to ten,

and the pain in your legs

will cease.

Relax your whole body.

Relax your arms and legs.

Listen to my voice, only to my voice.

One.

The pain in your legs

is slowly receding.

Two.

You are sleeping.

The pain in your legs

is slowly receding.

Relax...

Sleep.

Golub, take him away!

You see,

your pain is receding.

It's fading away

with your every breath...

I'm the only one

who can help you.

Put him in the cellar

to cool off.

You'll be better.

Listen to my voice, only to my voice.

Ma'am, are you feeling better?

Listen to my voice, only to my voice.

You're cured.

Inspector, Iet this gentleman go.

I found my wallet.

Please.

Mind your own business, woman!

Here's breakfast, chief.

Here you are!

It stopped raining, thank God.

Yes.

Who?

Yes, he's here.

We arrested him yesterday.

Come on over

whenever you want.

Professor.

Let's go.

Come on.

Let's go help people.

You should've called us.

He disappeared 3 days ago.

Well, sir, we didn't know.

There's such hell and chaos here

that our brains

aren't functioning anymore.

- Who is he really?

- He was a professor.

A doctor of psychology.

He cured people through hypnosis.

An expert.

Well, professor!

Give me a call

if your legs hurt again.

I will help you.

I will help you.

He's completely harmless.

I hope you were good to him.

Believe me,

we took care of him

like he was one of our own.

Thank you.

- Boss.

- What, my boy?

Another car's been stolen.

They just called.

But we found the billiard balls.

How many heart attacks today?

One...

two...

three.

It's the third one, Doctor.

In this heat, I'll be the fourth.

Man, this is hell.

You know, Doctor... Milo, right?

Yes, Dr Milo Petrovich.

Poor people

lose their souls the easiest.

It's easy to be good and rich.

Any man can do that.

I was poor, and everyone looked at

me like I was a leper.

You know, we have more patients.

We're in a hurry.

Let me tell you...

Then I decided to become rich.

I did the dirty work,

that others didn't want to do.

You said that someone

had a heart attack?

So, I earned money

and people still stare at me

as if I were a leper.

They hate me.

So I ask you,

what kind of a society is this

that hates everybody

who's rich and poor?

Insane!

- I couldn't agree with you more.

- Would you stop!

Let me tell you, Doctor... Milo, right?

Milo Petrovich.

This is all mine.

We slaughter 1 50 pigs a day here

and we plan to slaughter more.

Congratulations.

I don't know what to say.

But what's all this earthly treasure

worth

if a man has a problem with his

children?

His children?

That's why I called you.

You called about a heart attack.

I'll have a heart attack!

I don't understand, really.

Here you are, Doctor.

- Are you alright, ma'am?

- I'm fine.

Alright, Savka, alright...

- Whiskey, Doc.

- I just want a glass ofwater.

And you shouldn't drink in this heat

if you're not feeling well.

I'm not feeling well,

that's why I'm drinking.

Let me show you something.

Come on.

There.

Because of him

I'll have a heart attack.

No.

What do you think?

My only son, my heir,

my pride and joy.

This winter I got him

to slaughter his first pig.

He sure liked it!

He continued to practice,

he was good.

I took him to the regional

championship. That's the photo.

He won a gold medal in his

category. He was the best.

Congratulations.

That's when the problems started.

The wretch has been slaughtering

everything he can get his hands on:

pigs, sheep...

The other day

he even attacked a cow.

Not to mention poultry...

Chickens, ducks, geese...

He slaughters them all

just for fun.

He can't go out without slaughtering

something. He's dangerous.

He's caused

around 20,000 euros in damages!

He'll ruin me!

And so we keep him locked up.

It costs me too much

to let him out.

Come see him

and you'll understand.

His name is Dimitri, Mita.

Come, son,

the doctor's here.

- Hello, Dimitri.

- Say hello to the doctor.

Do you hear me?

He's doing all this only out of spite!

Doctor, cure him.

- I have half a pig for you.

- No, please, thank you.

I'm a cardiologist,

not a child psychologist.

A doctor is a doctor.

You're here, so do what you can

tohelp.

Well, I don't know.

Maybe we should go outside to talk.

He needs to relax

and we'll get to know each other.

You shouldn't keep him

locked up in here.

Dimitri, what do you say?

Let's go for a little walk.

- Listen to the doctor and answer!

- No, it's alright.

Let's go for a walk, huh?

Dimitri, tell me

what sport you like best.

Do you like soccer?

I hate soccer.

That wretch has escaped again!

Now you catch him,

this was your idea!

Hello.

Grab the kid! Grab him!

What're you doing here?

Go on!

Find him!

Dimitri!

Mita!

Look what he's done now!

He's here somewhere.

Don't worry. We'll find him.

Mr Pera, he's gone.

I really don't know...

I can see he's gone. But why?

Whose fault is this?

Yours. You let him out.

You doctors are all the same.

Those methods of yours...

I only wanted to help.

Please, for God's sake,

leave me alone.

I really don't understand.

- Sir?

- Let me be.

Sir!

Come down, Dimitri, come down.

Daddy won't hurt you, son.

Come down.

I won't...

I won't come down.

Now you get him off of there!

This was your idea!

Come down, son.

Daddy won't hurt you.

You little mother-f***er!

Who does he get it from?

I'll slaughter you,

you little mothertucker!

Bring him down!

Calm down, please.

Think of your health.

I'm going...

I'm coming up to talk.

I won't hurt you.

I'm coming.

Come down, we won't hurt you.

Come on, cure him now.

Don't be scared.

I just want to talk to you.

Hello, Dimitri.

You know...

When I was little,

I was just the same.

That's why I like you.

I also liked to, I mean...

slaughter a pig sometimes.

And my father got angry.

I completely understand.

And I promise you,

if you come down,

no one will hurt you.

And what you killed, you killed.

I'll explain to your father

that he can't treat you as a child.

You and l

will explain that he's the one

who's making problems

in your house, right?

Right.

Alright...

Let's see what your dad does,

and what bothers you.

- He bothers me!

- Alright...

He's a piece of sh*t with dyed hair!

That's harsh, Dimitri!

Doctor, hurry!

He's in a bad way.

What happened?

I'm coming!

Calm down.

He says that to me!

Doctor! It seems

that he really had a heart attack.

Get my bag from the car, hurry.

Do you have chest pains?

Here, in your left arm?

Give me the stethoscope

and get the car ready. Quickly.

- Pera, my Pera.

- Be quiet.

- Where's my child?

- He's here.

You try to calm down.

What's the matter with you?

It's all your fault, see?

Daddy might...

He might... die?

Be quiet, Savka.

Dad, don't worry about a thing.

I can do everything. I'm a champion.

I've learned it all from you.

Don't worry.

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