The Death of Mr. Lazarescu Page #2

Tell him to bring it down,

cause I need the f***ing thing.

- OK, Ill tell him.

- Don't forget.

Great, I have to ask

for my own things!

So, Romica, one for now

and the other one for tomorrow

morning, with the coffee.

But first, take a hot bath, eat

something, and then you take the pill.

But get in the tub, and make sure

it's hot, otherwise it's useless.

Come on, up a daisy.

You have to move, to sweat the alcohol.

Listen, Sandu, I was feeling well,

and now I'm feeling ill.

Let's take you to bed.

I had this stomach ache from my ulcer,

and now I have a headache too.

Now I have a headache

and a stomach ache.

Easy buddy,

let me get you inside, to lie down.

Wait, easy now.

- I can manage.

- Sure.

Once again, the lack of concentration

leads to death on the Romanian roads.

While driving on the national road 1,

a heavy truck driver fell asleep,

and left his lane going over

to the other side of the road.

He then hit a bus full of tourists,

just outside Saftica village.

This collision has triggered

a chain crash.

Up to now there are 7 recorded deaths

and 29 people in serious condition.

Were you watching this,

or is it better off?

No.

Listen, how long does it take for

a money order to get to Targu Mures?

- I don't know... a few days.

- It's impossible.

At the post office, they told me

it will be there tomorrow.

No way. Tomorrow is Sunday.

True.

I think you should lie down and sleep.

I can't sleep.

I don't feel like sleeping

What is she doing with that pill,

inventing it?

Oh dear,

the smell of cat hair in here.

How is it Mr. engineer,

still not asleep?

Go on, give me your glasses.

Yes, very well,

so he won't break them.

Can you get us a glass of water now?

Look how dirty it is,

and they're all the same.

- Should I bring a clean one from us?

- And what else, Miki?

Just go on and pour some water in it,

so we can give him that pill.

My oh my, you should be sent

to fetch the Death.

You know what they say:

"Mascara doesn't help you

if you don't know how to speak".

"Doesn't help

if you have no manners. "

I think the pain is from the aspirin.

Do you like quince jelly?

I feel kind of droopy.

Aren't you better lying down?

After a good sleep,

youll be as good as new.

Move over just a bit.

- Come on here and see your "nothing".

- What do you mean?

You said my finger is alright.

Have a closer look, to see better.

See, it's swollen already,

don't pretend you can't see.

Yes, it seems a bit swollen.

Come on, get up.

You should finish what you start.

You just don't leave

the pan and go away

cause, look, I ruined my fingers

and the stuff got burned.

It's not burned, I've tasted it.

Come on, get up, this is for nausea.

Put your tongue out.

But he can't take Diclofenac

on an empty stomach.

- He should eat before taking it.

- What do you think you're doing?

Leave us already with your kindness.

Leave him alone to swallow his pill.

You won't feel the effect right away,

but don't worry, in about 20 minutes

it's gonna go away.

Here, take this glass to the kitchen

and go check on that pot,

so we won't get anymore surprises.

Don't worry, I turned down the heat.

I don't know why aren't you

getting rid of these cats?

- Why don't you get rid of Miki?

- What do you mean?

- Why don't you get rid of your wife?

- Why, is it the same thing?

I don't know, is it the same thing?

These cats, they're gonna kill you

with their hair and their fleas.

Mark my words.

We'll see who was right in the end.

How nice and cozy you must feel

now that you found your fool.

They sleep all day

and leave hair everywhere.

Look how it stinks in here.

Should I bring him a bit of moussaka?

There's nothing in his fridge.

- No Mrs. Mihaela, please don't.

- It's very tasty.

- I'm not eating.

- I made it with pork not with beef.

What is it Miki, what do you want?

Weren't you saying

he should take that pill?

And he has nothing to eat.

Cooked, I mean.

So?

I thought of bringing some moussaka,

so he won't take the pill

on an empty stomach.

- Miki, will you go watch that jelly?

- Alright.

See what I get if I let her talk?

And these newspapers...

Why don't you bin them and clean up.

All this paper just gathers dust.

Romica, this is not good.

I think we should call the ambulance,

'cause look you threw up blood vines.

Hold on.

Come on quick.

Look. Exactly like mine

when I had that Malory-Weiss disease.

Yeah, but yours had more blood in it.

And it had bits from those sausages.

- This looks more watery.

- It's secretion from my stomach.

You stained your slippers.

I'll go wash them.

What is it?

- I say we call for the ambulance.

- He's already called the ambulance.

You called it, haven't you?

I know that, but don't you know

it takes them forever to get here?

- Romica, where's that phone?

- It's in the kitchen.

Don't worry, Malory-Weiss

sounds worse than it really is.

- It's the ulcer Mrs. Mihaela.

- What are you saying?

It's from the ulcer.

Sure, Sandu had an endoscopy

and he's been cauterized.

Yes, he's my next door neighbor.

About 60, actually over 60,

cause he's older than me.

So, he has a headache

and he keeps throwing up blood.

Yes, that's right, he drinks a bit.

I keep telling him not to...

They should be here any minute.

They're on their way. The ambulance.

Come on, take a hike,

you slept enough.

Go and see who's ringing.

There's no need to be afraid

of Malory-Weiss, it's no big deal.

They will cauterize it

through an endoscopy.

But you know how it is, you had

endoscopy for your ulcer, didn't you?

The pain is moving about.

The ulcer.

It's Mr. Gelu, he brought

your drilling machine.

How you're doing Romica,

lost the compass?

- Don't laugh, it's not funny at all.

- He threw up blood.

What does this mean?

Is it serious?

What does it mean,

what does it mean... it just means.

- Are we talking hospital here?

- No, we're talking carnival.

Yes it's serious,

we called the Ambulance.

- Let's check if it has all the bits.

- Great, thanks for the trust.

I thought I could forget about it.

I thought

it's in the flea market already.

Take it and put it on my desk.

Then you stay here with Mr. Lazarescu.

I have to pour the jelly into jars, OK?

Say, are we still on

for the booze trip?

I spoke with the guy, and he'd be

waiting for us next Saturday.

We leave Saturday morning

and we'll be back by evening.

What about the double-glazing?

You're still getting them?

Winter is close.

Don't think so.

Maybe next year, in the spring.

So tell me, what's it gonna be?

Let me pass,

I have to go to the bathroom.

Can you handle it?

Look at him going. Call the ambulance,

tell them not to bother,

Lazarescu

is "mensana in corpore sana".

I told the guy to save some white

and some red. Grasa and Cabernet.

I don't know what to say,

I'm kind of short with the money.

It's 100 kilos. 50 and 50.

I don't know, I spent a lot on potatoes

and pickles. I'm almost skint.

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