Son of Sofia Page #2

When are we going to watch Poor Vera?

We're not. Not today.

Nine-year-old Michael

in his paper boat...

Sturdy, like little old Greece,

no bigger than a dot on the map...

His name is Michael, just like you!

Is Mr. Nikos an actor?

No.

What did he do before?

He used to be a headmaster.

He also had a TV show for kids.

Stop speaking that language

or he'll never learn Greek.

Everything I taught him

will go down the drain.

Where's your wedding ring?

I left it at work.

You left it at work?

Yes.

What about his wife?

She was a housewife.

No kids?

None.

- How come?

- I don't know. Why all the questions?

How old is he?

68... 69...

Grandpa is 62.

Young man,

there are rules in this house.

Since you don't seem to get it,

someone has to spell it out for you.

And if your mother won't, then I will!

Misha, open up!

What's going on?

Please open the door!

How about some pelmeni?

Stop speaking that language!

I have all the ingredients.

We're in Greece! Speak Greek!

Or must I learn Russian?

Mr. Nikos is a good man.

How about oladushki?

Sofia, this is infuriating!

Just tell me what you want me to cook!

Sofia, what did I say?

Misha, I'm sorry!

I should have explained.

Stop it!

It's not Mr. Nikos' fault.

He's only trying to help.

We got married right before you came.

I tried to tell you but couldn't.

I just told him we're married,

he didn't know.

Misha, I did it for you!

Otherwise,

you'd have had to wait longer.

Open up!

Now you know everything!

I couldn't bear living without you.

Misha, open up!

Please, open up.

Sleep,

My beautiful good boy

Bayushki bayu

Quietly the moon is looking

Into your bed

I will tell you fairy tales

And sing you little songs

But you must dream

With your little eyes closed

The time will come when you will learn

The soldier's way of life

Boldly you'll place your foot

into the stirrup

And take the gun

While preparing for the dangerous battle

Please remember your mother

Sleep, good boy, my beautiful

I will die of yearning

Inconsolably waiting for your return

I'll pray the whole day long

And when night comes,

I'll dream of where you are.

I'll worry that you're in trouble

Far away in a strange land

Sleep now and know no sorrows

This is the first gold metal

for the Greek Olympic team!

These old dudes are so horny,

they don't notice I take photos

while I f*** them.

Isn't it a hoot?

Yes...

Once you start,

it's hard to give up.

You begin to like it.

You'll see for yourself

if you get into it...

Does your mum know?

She wouldn't give a crap.

As long as I don't ask her for money,

she doesn't care what I do.

Besides, I'm only doing it for her.

Where is she?

She was here,

but she moved to Italy with some guy.

Is that hers?

Yes.

But me, I'm not going anywhere!

I've got my training.

I'll get Greek citizenship,

I'll qualify for the next Olympics,

and go to Beijing!

How will you get by on your own?

I hadn't thought about it.

I'll help you out at first.

Worst case scenario,

you can always go back.

The old man's probably loaded,

if your mum's with him.

Are they married?

She just works for him.

Where is your dad?

Someplace.

Where?

Someplace!

Any brothers or sisters?

How about you?

Nope.

What about your dad? Where is he?

I'm closer to you

than I ever was to my real brother.

Moms and dads, and brothers and sisters,

it's all bullshit!

Come on, come on!

Hold it!

Great!

Come on!

Let's go!

Like it?

Bronze medal for Russia!

That guy's Russian.

Silver medal for the Ukraine!

He's Ukrainian.

Gold medal for...

Greece.

He's Georgian.

But he moved to Greece

and his coach adopted him

so he could be in the Olympics

under the Greek flag.

He's Greek now!

Ladies and gentlemen,

the Greek national anthem!

I recognize you by your face

That violently defines the land

From the sacred bones,

Of the Greeks arisen...

Youll find someone to fantasize about

when you f*** old dudes.

You'd better think fast though.

You don't want your mind to go blank

while you're on the job.

I usually picture the leading lady

from that TV show.

Her tits!

They really turn me on!

Some pervs even think

of their mothers or sisters.

How's the water?

Is it getting cold?

Michael arrived from Russia 15 days ago.

He was going to stay here for good.

He was very excited

to see his mother again.

After his father died,

his mother - my wife -

emigrated to Greece.

So your mummy married this guy.

They spent almost two years apart,

and now...

God only knows who he ran into.

I'm sorry I can't go on.

It's all right.

His mother is going out of her mind!

And so am I!

The three of us were so happy together.

Like a real family.

I gave him all my fatherly love,

and he made me feel complete.

I feel for you, Mr. Benakis.

Your affection for children

is well-known.

Especially when it's your own.

You'll always be "Grandpa Earth" to me.

I owe you my coming of age!

Thank you so much, Mr. Paraskevas.

Let's hope this story

will have a happy ending.

This picture of Michael was taken

just a few days ago.

But let's hear from Michael's mother.

Misha,

my little teddy bear...

Please come home!

If you can hear me,

please

come home to mama-bear.

Are you coming up?

The old man's waiting for you.

Come on!

How I regret all the wasted years

Before I finally found you

After waiting so long

Oh how I fear I might lose you

Because I'll never forget you

Stay by my side my love

Because I need you to know

How I fear I might lose you

How am I to forget you?

When I love you so?

This singer's first name was Sofia,

just like your mother.

Sofia Vembo.

How I regret all the wasted years

Before I finally found you

After waiting so long...

...the owners of the house

returned home.

They were the seven dwarves.

As soon as they arrived home,

they realised someone had been there.

Things weren't the same

as they had left them.

The first one said,

"Who has been sitting in my chair?"

The second one,

"Who has been eating my lunch?"

The third one,

"Who has been eating my bread?"

The fourth one,

"Who has been eating my vegetables?"

The fifth one,

"Who has been using my fork?"

The sixth one,

"Who has been cutting with my knife?"

This will be our little secret.

Come over here.

Watch your step!

All this will be yours one day.

I have no idea what I'd have done

if you hadn't come.

I've waited for this moment all my life,

and didn't even know it.

When you left,

I almost went out of my mind.

You're my son and heir!

My successor.

"Grandpa Earth" finally has a son.

Greek lesson number 5.

As soon as the baby was born,

the father would take it

to the Elders for inspection.

When the child turned 7,

it was taken from his mother

and given to the state.

A rigorous discipline

and military-type education commenced,

lasting twelve years.

Overseen by a "boy-herder",

the boys were drilled in gymnastics,

running,

jumping,

and were also taught

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