Undeva la Palilula Page #3

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He's human.

He's all human.

It's just that he's all black.

He's angry 'cause he f***ed that whore.

Pixie Magic-Eye.

She kept him in her den for a couple of

weeks, at her Three-Eyes-under-the-Cover.

And then released him for

the joy of other Dames.

These go in as zucchini.

These are spaghetti.

And put the vodka down

as tomatoes. 10 kilos.

The snow has melted

and is leaking out of eaves.

The frogs are croaking in the pond.

The flies are coming back to life.

Spring has come.

And spring is nowhere as

beautiful as in Palilula.

I had adapted well enough to Palilula.

And, as Gogu said, when spring comes to Palilula,

the maternity hospital is in full grind mode.

You know what this is?

It's heaven.

Paradise.

These are belly worms.

And for them, the shithole is heaven.

That's where they first saw the daylight,

so to speak.

Poor Mr. Bartolomeo.

He was such a Lord.

Ilie, what happened with

the donkey at Grandiflora?

What's it like, Ilie, to be the only one

getting service in the whole restaurant?

Grandiflora.

Comrade Serafim.

Come here comrade.

Comrade Serafim, sit down here.

Comrade Serafim, you're a young man.

Stop looking up to Ilie and Gogu.

They're American spies.

This Gogu, look at him...

Do you think the Party is not aware?

They are aware.

You're a young man. It's a shame.

We must not let the Party down.

I did let it down once.

It breaks my heart, but what could I do?

When did you let the Party down, Virgil?

When I got a divorce. In '57.

She was a devil, no question there.

She was also siding with the enemy.

But I did wrong by divorcing her.

I shouldn't have.

I should have talked her out of it.

That's what I should have done.

Then I met my Elena. We got engaged.

I never call her "Elena".

Only "Cupcake".

They laugh.

But when you love a woman,

you should never call her by her name.

You should find a sweet

word to call her by.

Like "baby" or "cupcake".

We'll start a family.

Cupcake.

Cupcake, the Party instrument.

What are you doing here, Leana?

Aren't you ashamed?

Because of you?

I saw better ones than yours.

I can't take it anymore.

I can't take it anymore!

This tooth.

It hurts so bad.

Virgil, we have to take it out.

Guys, let's get him.

Guys, stop it guys!

Careful. On the table here.

Don't be a baby.

You won't feel a thing!

Drink this.

F*** off with that American sh*t!

Than take this.

More... more!

Nita, grab the wrench!

Come on Nita, you dumbass!

"Arise, ye wretched of the earth..."

OK, Virgil, it's out.

Man, I'd love to do an autopsy...

He's dreaming of Cupcake now.

"I never called her Elena. Only Cupcake".

So that's how big their love was.

He only called her Cupcake.

Can he even utter the word?

With that tongue?

Cupcake?

Guys?

What does this Cupcake look like?

We all laughed about his Cupcake and

we all wondered what she looked like

and what they did together.

Look how pretty you are.

Cupcake will love you.

Give her this jewel as a gift.

Eventually, after a few

days we met Cupcake.

They were doing their premarital tests.

Dear comrades, let me introduce

you to my future wife.

Comrade Elena Cringasu.

Baby!

Baby!

Virgil!

Baby!

Baby!

Pista!

When will you finish your helicopter thing,

for God's sake?

Come on doc, put in a good word for me

to get a 100 lei raise.

I can't. You've only

graduated seventh grade.

Yeah, but I got a lot of experience.

What, doesn't that count for something?

You've seen me taking that tooth out!

Nita, I have a professional question.

How many people do you use this needle on?

Five, if they're relatives.

Three, if they're not.

Good, good.

We'll talk.

GYNECOLOGY!

The fight for peace will

take place at 4 p.m.

I don't recall the year,

but people were already starving.

That's when the Party

invented the Fight for Peace.

They had us fight for peace every

Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday.

Then there were inspections.

Mr. Virgil was terrified.

We fought any place we could:

In the hospital courtyard, in the kitchen,

behind the drug store.

Everywhere. Mr. Virgil

pushed us from behind.

A year and a half we fought for peace.

And the Western imperialists - not a sign.

No sign of letting up internationally.

Doc, come by tonight.

I have a mushroom stew.

I'm busy. Leave me alone.

I gave some to Dr. Predoleanu.

He loves mushrooms, too.

Come on, now really...

Screw you.

What is it, Gogu?

This f***ing Nita Leonardo wants a raise.

He killed a guy.

He thought he had an intestinal obstruction

and gave him an enema,

but the guy had a perforated ulcer.

He stuffed everything in his peritoneum.

I'm innocent.

He's my cousin, but he hated me.

We fought over some land.

His wife wanted me to give him an enema

He was in terrible pain.

We had fought, but my

professional conscience...?

I found a syringe and pumped

5 liters of water and soap.

And the guy died.

He died... goddamn it.

Leana makes a stew... to die for.

But a bloater, nevertheless.

Goddamn it, man!

Autopsy is a science!

It's not your grandma's kitchen,

it's the noblest science!

Write it down.

He did it on purpose.

He knew I couldn't give him the enema, but

he let me search for a syringe and do it!

Just out of spite, so

he'd make my life hell.

Just so I'd be called in and investigated!

Due to bad weather, the fight for peace

will be held at the morgue.

Damn you, I'll die holding you.

Little Leana struggling with Big Leana!

Goddamn you and your peace!

Man, that stew is killing me.

I got killer cramps...

Comrades, allow me to read our telegram

of solidarity in the fight for peace...

Doc! You're gonna drink on

an empty stomach again.

Come on over. I'll make polenta and cheese.

And throw in a couple of eggs.

Give it a rest, Leana. Some other time!

I have roe, too!

And vodka...

Ilie knew everything.

He knew when the harvest would be good.

He knew when the rain would come

and the chicken would hatch.

He knew the language of the birds

and the map of the skies.

He knew everything.

He was no doctor, no bigshot.

He was an administrator.

Ilie, the administrator. Bit of a drunkard.

But I loved him dearly.

Pantelica, there'll be a lot of

plum brandy this fall!

God gave us lots of bees and

butterflies for our plum trees.

Go ahead, little butterflies,

f*** around and enjoy!

Thanks, Ilie! Cheers!

You?

I have a boy here.

Where? Is he a patient?

My boy is here.

Well what does he do here?

Is he a patient?

No, he works here.

What does he do here?

He's a doctor.

What doctor?

His name is Serafim.

- Are you his father?

- I am.

Man, you gave us such a great kid!

He's one of us.

A drunk and a skirt-chaser, God keep him.

Professor, Brambete

makes the best meatballs.

Brambete, come here.

Are the meatballs fresh?

I just made the minced meat a minute ago.

Show the professor, will you.

Would I lie to you?

They're fresh, he's right.

You do not know me but I know you.

You are the father of our doctor.

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