The Death of Mr. Lazarescu Page #8

- Second husband? I don't get it.

With the express train?

Oh Lord, what did I do wrong?

If you keep on speaking

I will tie your tongue.

- Mariana.

- What are you doing, girl?

Kiss, kiss.

Are you on duty or you came

to see me in action?

I'm so lucky you're here.

Won't you help me to put in a patient?

I'm walking with him since 10.

Just a second.

- But weren't you working at the MRI?

- No, I've always worked here.

Please don't move.

- Say, what's the story?

- I brought him for a CT scan.

- Dr. Dragos Popescu spoke with your dr.

- So? I'll go tell him.

Take this too.

It's gonna be alright.

- We'll see on the CT scan.

- I have my wife in there...

Mariana!

Be quiet girl.

Listen, did you get

the invitation from Doina?

How does it seem, the wedding party

at the Intercontinental Hotel?

- Expensive. I can't afford it, really.

- But you believe her daughter's luck?

You know her son in law's father

is a social-democrat senator.

- Big deal, what a catch.

- Admit it, it's not bad.

Now you need to do your hair,

don't you?

Never mind the hair,

my dress isn't ready yet.

Look at the dark circles I've got

for two weeks now.

- See if you catch some big fish there.

- Shut your mouth, I'm a married woman.

What about your son,

when is he going to get married?

I don't know,

It's his family, his life.

If he likes living in concubinage,

it's his business.

Well, as long as they love each other

it's like being married.

But I can't see my grand daughter

as often as I'd like to.

You have no idea what a disparity

I have with her mom.

You do look great, babe.

Tell me, what do you do?

What do I do... I'm on a dairy diet,

if you know what I mean.

Didn't you say

you're a married woman?

Hold your tongue,

my man is the "milkman".

Nothing to do with you, then.

I thought you were a feminist.

- Can you open us miss?

- In a second, Hold on.

Come on, boys.

You have to trust it will be alright.

Come inside.

Good evening.

So you're the uncle

of Dragos's mother in law?

- Does he have any tests done?

- Yes, here you are.

But sir has raised a glass tonight.

We sure did, we raised some Sauvignon.

- What did you say your name was?

- Lazarescu Dante Remus.

- Once again, please, and from the heart.

- Lazarescu Dante Remus.

Give me the form,

to get him registered.

You have a big name, uncle Lazarescu.

We're gonna take a picture of you, now.

Does it make you happy?

So, pops, something's broken here

and there's something here as well.

The tests say so, you see?

It will be quick,

we're skipping the contrast

and we'll have a picture of

the liver and one of the loft.

Hold this.

- Say, Mr. Dante, does it hurt now?

- My belly swelled my back.

- How did you say? What did he say?

- His stomach aches.

We picked him up with nausea.

He was saying that his head hurts.

The neighbor that found him

said he vomited blood.

Maybe there were tomato peelings.

- No, he said he vomited vines of blood.

- Define vines of blood.

I don't know, that's what he said.

- Let's put him on the slide,

- Yes, doctor.

Easy pops, don't worry,

nothing bad will happen.

Any metal on you? The necklace stays.

Any coins in your pockets?

We'll lose the belt a little, yes?

- Can you help me to get him admitted?

- Wait a second, to finish the scan.

Allow me.

I need something from you.

Don't move or the picture will blur.

If you get any idea you'd like to share

just speak in the microphone.

- Give me those.

- Which ones?

- This one.

- I'm cold.

And what do you want me to do?

Run around the spot a little,

to warm up.

It says here you gave him glucose.

Did you?

Yeah, The man was weak and confused.

I gave him an analgesic too.

- And if it's a CVA?

- But they did the same at St. Spiridon.

Well, that changes everything.

Let's give him 4 more.

- Doctor, he wet himself,

- I need toilet.

- Great pops, to your health.

- I need toilet miss.

Don't stress yourself,

or you might crap yourself as well.

I want you to give me...

Pops, right now you pissed yourself,

we'll take the picture

and afterwards we'll get changed.

- I want pajama.

- Never mind the pajama.

First the picture

and then the pajama, OK?

- I want the pajama.

- Pops, pay attention,

We'll go to the toilet,

but first we need to get the picture.

Nurse, I want to wash, I'm...

Do you have something to give him,

'cause I don't.

- Yes dr. I have his pajama.

- I want to toilet, I want to wash.

Come over here and help the lady

change him and all.

I want toilet...

- Easy.

- Easy, easy.

- The legs,

- What did you do pops, wet yourself?

The legs hurt... easy.

- What's that on your legs?

- Why don't you tell you have varicose?

Did you plan on making us a surprise?

Slow. Easy.

Let me get those wet pants off.

Don't be s o ashamed,

you're not the first one.

Easy, easy with the leg.

Lift your leg. Careful.

Sorry.

Stop moaning like an old woman.

- That's it, get him up.

- Wait boys. Just a second doctor.

- Ah, these hands. Ready.

- Up.

Mind your head, easy.

Upper, easy, like that.

Easy, easy.

Ready, doctor.

Ready pops, satisfied?

See, it's done,

You peed, they've changed you,

and they've put your pajama on.

It won't be long.

And if you feel anything else

coming on, please, hold yourself.

Come on, Mariana.

- You're losing your papers.

- It's not mine. It's Mr. Lazarescu's.

Ok, keep your eyes closed

and stay still.

It was somewhere over here,

but I don't find it...

There it is.

The bigger one, if you please.

You got yourself a bunch of rags.

Mariana, love,

bring me another frapuccino.

- And bring one for the lady from 911.

- You're very kind.

- No sugar?

- No sugar,

What are you saying?

Mr. Lazarescu?

If we move, we spoil the photo.

Don't breathe now.

We'll start the launch.

Steady now!

We begin with the head

and we stop at Stalingrad.

Here's your coffee, doctor,

We're clear about the head.

If he takes anti-clotting drugs

for the varicose, Heparin, Sintrom...

.. he's dead.

Not dead. Dead and buried.

And we're back.

Mariana go and position the gentleman

for the abdominal scan please.

We're done with the head.

Well take a picture of your abdomen

and we're finished.

Did you hear what I said?

Mister?

Hey, mister?

Gee, you scared me. He fell asleep.

Come on, help me raise him.

We're getting up a bit.

Is it ok?

We'll be ready right away.

Ok, we lay down slowly.

Slowly. Enough.

We keep our hands behind our head.

You hold him, he's feeble.

We will tie them a bit.

We close our eyes.

And it turns out

the good doctor was right.

This neoplasm

is Discovery channel stuff.

It deserves a snapshot, doesn't it?

Smile please.

I've also thought he has a cancer.

I'd say you better stop playing

the doctor, better watch that glucose.

I was joking.

The way our Mr. Lazarescu looks

you could have injected him compote.

He's departing, poor pops.

The film will take a little while.

Mariana, get him out.

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