Tales from the Golden Age Page #4
- Yes.
Burgheala.
Acasandrei.
Acasandrei!
He's not here.
Fine.
Then I'll go get him.
- Check the homework.
- Yes, Comrade!
Come quickly!
- What?
- The Comrade Teacher's electrocuted!
Look!
Ion!
Knowing Comrade Georgian Curelea
has been a blessing for our village.
He's opened our eyes
and taught us
how to be true citizens of our country.
Even though he has left us
far too soon,
we will continue our fight,
with all our strength,
against ignorance.
Dear Comrades,
thank you
for your hospitality.
I'm sure you now love learning!
Yes!
And I'm sure
you will continue studying
Comrade Mayor
will present you with your diplomas.
All the best!
- Hello, lon!
- Hello, Dumitre!
Legend has it
by the end of the year,
the village reported
a literacy rate of 99%.
GREEDY POLICEMAN
Come along, on the double.
- Good morning.
- Hello.
Is your father home?
He's gone to change the gas cylinder.
He took mine too.
I don't want to see you
without your hat.
Your mother made the sandwiches?
- What sort?
- Sibiu salami.
- What's your first class?
- History.
With Comrade Vasilescu?
Hold on.
History? Well...
No, no! Not yet!
Come on! Off to school!
- OK.
Smoking those smelly things again!
What time did they get here?
Morning.
I have two bottles.
Whose is the other cap?
My neighbor's, Alexa,
from the first floor.
The policeman? Is he a Captain?
No, a Sergeant.
Why didn't he come himself?
He has trouble getting out of bed?
We help each other out.
If we have a test,
will you help me out?
Come on, my marks are bad.
- Don't be like that.
- Yes, I'll help you!
- You going to Georgiana's party?
- I'm not invited.
I am.
If you give her
You're stupid. She likes me.
Yeah, sure she does.
Let me copy your math.
Don't do it exactly the same!
I'll change it.
Good morning!
Comrade Vasilescu is absent,
so we'll do physics, OK?
Yes.
First the anthem.
Georgiana.
Two, three and...
Three colors
I know in the world
Known
for courage
In battle victorious
Who's absent?
Today, there are six.
- Who?
- Busuioc.
- What's wrong with him?
- His mother's sick.
- Who else?
- Marin.
Want some?
It's with mortadella.
- What's his problem?
- He has a cold.
With Sibiu salami.
- Who else?
- Tomescu.
Loredana! Put that banana away!
You're making the others hungry.
Get out a piece of paper.
First subject:
states of matter.Everybody's writing?
And second:
the gaseous state.Will you help me?
My marks are bad...
Sibiu salami, right?
Sorry, I won't do it again.
You forgive me?
I'll bring you some pork rind tomorrow.
- Pork rind? You're a liar!
- I'm not!
My uncle, Fane,
Alexa, turn round!
Four
factors that influence temperature.
Rind...
and sausages...
and the pig's ear.
Stop it, back there!
- Good afternoon!
- Hello.
Shrimps?
Frozen sardines.
Any pork for Christmas?
No.
Drop by tomorrow.
I'll have some pork shank.
At what time?
Look what I found the kids
for Christmas.
Well done!
What a feat!
Dad!
What is it?
Uncle Fane's here!
- How are you doing?
- Fine.
- Hello!
- Good evening.
- Where's your father?
- On his way down.
- How are you?
- Fine.
Still want to be a doctor?
- Your mother?
- Fine.
Hello.
Quick, I can't drive after midnight
with the restrictions.
What the...
Shut it!
What?
What the hell is that?
It's a pig!
It's alive.
So the doctor can see it's fresh.
- What can I do with a live pig?
- Slaughter it.
Where? In front of the block?
Want the neighbors to kill me
before Christmas?
Hello.
Your brother-in-law's
brought a live pig.
Goodness, it's fat!
Half for you, half for the doctor
who's tutoring Viviana.
How do we go about slaughtering it?
Fane, why did you bring it alive?
So the doctor can see it's "fresh"!
Get inside!
Go and do your homework!
And take Mercia with you!
Go on, Mercia, scram.
Let's take it upstairs
and then we'll see!
Check nobody's around.
You take the front legs.
- Does it bite?
- It's not a dog!
- I don't know, out of fear!
- No, no, he's tame.
Put it down!
- No, bring the blanket.
We'll put it on the blanket.
Hold the door.
- Costica!
- Leave it here.
That's it.
Talk to him. Say his name.
Costica!
You drive me crazy!
Wait, wait!
One, two...
Easy! Leave it here.
It's waking the whole neighborhood!
I'll be arrested.
Fane, what have you done to me?
It squeals if you look at it,
never mind killing it!
If we turn the TV up,
will they hear then?
Of course they will!
We can't slaughter it.
It'll squeal the whole block awake.
What if we strangle it?
Ion?
Go do your homework.
I've done it.
Do it again!
Danut!
- What's up?
- The pig's alive.
I'm not sure they'll kill it tonight.
I don't care. You said
you'd bring rind tomorrow!
What if they don't kill it
by tomorrow?
That's your problem.
$0?
I've untied it.
- Where's Uncle Fane?
- He left.
I've an idea...
Get out and don't let me
set eyes on you.
Let him speak. What is it?
Go to your room
and do your homework!
You want us to set
the apartment on fire?
After, we open the windows
and the butane goes out.
Because it's lighter than air.
We did it today at school.
See what they teach them at school!
You heard?
Off you go!
Listen...
Get the bottle from Grigore's.
At this hour?
He'll want to know what it's for!
So'? Tell him!
What? That I'm gassing a pig?
Are you serious?
No! Say you're burning the hair off!
We'll have to share some with him too!
Then tell him we need to bake a cake.
Great idea!
Mercia!
- What?
- Do you have Purfix at home?
What's that?
Purfix tape. For insulating windows.
- What do you need it for?
- I need it.
Let me have a look.
- What's that for?
- I need it.
- What for?
- For school.
- Wash your hands, dinner's ready.
- OK.
It's lon.
- Good evening.
- Come in.
Sorry to bother you this late.
I need the gas cylinder.
- You did fill it?
- Of course.
- Hello!
- Good evening.
I'd have brought it,
but you said there was no hurry.
The kids had a class today
about butane gas.
I want to show my boy how it works.
His marks aren't good.
You're so lucky with Mercia.
Careful, they leak sometimes.
- Goodnight.
- Goodnight.
Costica!
Let's herd him into the kitchen.
- He's so hairy!
- That's how pigs are.
The ones I've seen were bald.
Those already had the hair burned off.
Close the door!
Well done. He's in.
How are we going to burn the hair?
Let's see him stretched out
on the table first.
I'm so scared!
Turn off the lights and
don't strike any matches.
Everything will be OK.
Please, take out the fuse!
Get out of my way! Move it!
- I feel sorry for him.
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