Quo Vadis, Baby? Page #5

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who is not responsible for his actions,

not even the state,

and especially not you.

Ask a mother.

I demand that this man

be handed over to the police.

Hands up, police!

In the name of the law...

In the name of the people...

This won't bring

our poor children back to life.

We must keep better watch

over our children.

2 o'clock in the morning...

Guess what?

It's best if we don't

see each other any more.

So you can make decisions.

Negative decisions,

but it's better than nothing.

- Are you expecting someone?

- No.

- Giulio?

- He's in Milan.

Hold on.

Who is it?

Who is it?

- Who are you? It's 2am.

- Step aside, arsehole!

Who the f*** is he?

I'm her father, now piss off.

Grab your things, we're going home.

No Captain, this is my home.

You can't give orders here.

You could do it with Mum, not with me.

I gave your mother

everything she wanted.

She had a lover.

I guess everything wasn't enough.

You make me sick, I hate you.

I pity you.

Pack your bags, we're going home.

That's what you did to her, right?

You and I both know.

I saw you.

What are you talking about?

With Mum, you hit her hard...

She banged her head and fell.

- Your mother and I...

- Don't touch me!

You were playing with your sister,

don't you remember?

Relax, I never told anyone.

Not for your sake,

but for Giorgia.

She's so attached to you.

Can't you tell she lives

to make you happy?

Nothing but the imagination

of a girl who wants to be an actress.

You're just a hysterical...

... drugged-up girl.

- Pack your bags.

- Leave!

You're nuts.

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