Our Life Page #6
- Year:
- 2010
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Forget the guest workers.
Look at that. Unload
everything, boys.
- Was this coffee yours?
- No.
Whose coffee was it?
- Was this coffee for you?
- Yes, thanks.
Ill be down in an hour!
Is that your son?
- Hes cute.
- All by himself.
- How old is he?
- Not yet one.
- Hes big.
- Hes already walking.
Hes quick. Hes a quick one.
SALES OFFICE:
- Go to Auntie.
The moment has come.
Thanks again.
Really, thank you.
Ive added a little something as
the wedding gift I never gave you.
It was only 16 years ago.
But I remembered
it. When you can...
- Take the kids away, please.
- Thanks for the present.
Do you feed these
kids? Theyre skinny.
You look good in heels.
See? High heels are like
relatives. Theyre a pain, but they help.
- Hello, Uncle.
- Are you dressed as a bride?
- As a dancer.
- Are they lizards?
Theyre snakes!
Next is the Rainbow Ballet School.
Heres the Rainbow Dance School
to perform at our summer show.
Here.
- What is it?
- Ive paid off everything.
Wait.
I got Mums pounds
back from the pawn shop.
- Really?
- I got them back.
Im left without a cent, but...
Ill have to start over.
I knew youd make it. I know you.
Nothing moving for you over there?
Where?
- I know you too.
- What do you mean?
her you like her, have you?
- What should I do?
A caress, a cuddle...
Go on.
What, right here?
Its not appropriate.
I get it. Ill leave, so
you wont be embarrassed.
You cant get any food yet.
You have to sit through
Right, madam? Cant touch anything.
Go on, crack a smile.
Are you still mad at me?
Of course.
And look what an idiot I am.
Im paying all your back wages
even though you told me to f*** off.
You dont need to
thank me, its work.
Whats your problem?
I dont even know myself. If
wouldnt understand. So...
Anyway...
I want to take the kids
to Rimini this summer.
Its a great place.
I wondered if youd like
to come. Wed be a team.
Actually Ive got a job at
a building site this summer.
On my way to work I
go by the cemetery.
- Your wifes there, right?
- Yes.
I never go there, because...
I dont even take the kids.
So you dont go, dont take
the kids, never talk about her.
You just talk about money. You
think money can fix everything.
- What do you want?
- Thats not how it works.
You cant fix me.
How do you fix your wifes death?
Dads cutie pie!
Ready for the building site?
Why so quiet? You woke
me up, Im not used to it.
- What are you doing?
- Were concentrating.
- Concentrating?
- Yes. On a person.
I had an idea.
If we close our eyes
and hold hands tight,
maybe a person whos
gone could come back.
A person whos gone?
Someone weve known a long time.
Really?
Will you do it with us?
Sure.
How do you do it?
We have to close our
eyes and hold hands tight.
Lets think very hard.
Then maybe the
person will come back.
Dad, the electricity went out.
Really?
It worked!
Well?
I have good news.
Someones come back.
- Who?
- Guess.
Show your face.
Surprise!
Hi, gorgeous!
- How are you?
- Fine.
- Good to see you.
- How are you? Hello, kids.
- She couldnt stay away from me.
- How could I leave him alone?
It seemed a half-hearted knock.
He was so bored, his
last girlfriend just left.
Dont listen to him.
This morning a travel
agent brought this for you.
Elena was supposed to
pick it up, but she didnt.
They apologised for
keeping it this long.
Sardinia.
We wanted to go to
Sardinia all together.
She bought the tickets
early because it was cheaper.
Come on, lets go shopping.
Need anything? Fruit
and vegetables, pasta...
- No, thanks.
- For the kids?
- Youre sure?
- Lets go.
Im glad youre back, Celeste.
Thank you.
Bye.
Vasco... come with Dad.
- Where?
- Well go for a nap.
Lets all go take a nap.
Come on, Christian.
Well have a nice
rest. Right, Vasco?
- Leaving me alone with Vasco?
- Thats your bed.
- Can we come in your bed?
- Sure. What are you waiting for?
Here they are! Here
we are, all together.
Come and cuddle up to me.
You have to keep me warm.
Come here, Christian.
I thought we had to sleep.
You have to love me.
Why dont you say you love us?
Do I have to say it? I do love you.
Lets all squash together.
Careful, well turn Vasco into jam!
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