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Synopsis: In a world where any teenager can film with his own mobile phone and post all kinds of things on the Internet, Laura, an 18-year-old girl, spends a night in a club with her friend Mira. She gets drunk and smokes her first joint. In the morning she does not remember anything and discovers that her friend Mira has died. She wants to find out the truth and so she finds all of Mira's posts on YouTube. The adventure of her life starts here. She wants to avenge Mira's death no matter what. Her story of revenge finally returns to the Internet, the place where it all began.
Genre: Action, Drama
Director(s): Dan Chisu
  1 win & 3 nominations.
 
IMDB:
6.3
Year:
2010
82 min
24 Views


Here you are!

Take it easy.

You'll get drunk.

Another round, please!

One more glass

of vodka, please.

Thanks.

- Juni, one more.

- Come on, I am not buying you another.

Too much already.

Enough!

Just one more, Juni!!!

Shall we go?

Hey Kitty Cat, what's up

Sorry I'm late, but...

Are you going up?

I might do, because I

have some new stuff.

Toma is here, too.

OK, I'll be back in a second.

- What's with the long face?

- One glass of vodka.

Let's get something to eat first

and then we can drink.

- Please, just one vodka.

- I am hungry.

I beg you! One more glass!

Promise to change that long face

if I get you a vodka?

- Promise?

- Yes, I promise

One more glass of vodka.

Just one.

Laura...

What are you doing?

Who bought you the vodka?

- Did you buy it to her?

- Have you seen me buy it?

I told you not to buy any more vodka,

because she had 2 already.

You didn't tell me a thing.

What are you trying to do,

get her drunk?

- Enough!

- Why would I want to get her drunk?

- You didn't say a thing.

- Yes, I have.

How can you hang around with this

f***ing stiff b*tch?

Enough, Mira, shut up!

Laura, when Boga finishes...

I am going home.

- Get the f*** out of here.

- Shut the f*** up!

- Shall I give you a lift?

- Just go.

I'm staying with Mira.

Fine, have it your way,

I am going home.

Superman...

Up you go!

OK. OK.

Welcome to a stand up

comedy night, at Caf Deko.

I hope I am not the only idiot

getting on stage tonight.

I really hope for some

more idiots tonight.

I was checking the net, checkin DC+,

and there are so many folders...

Luliana from Medgidia sucking cock

in the high school toilet.

Xxx. The f***ing b*tch,

I f***ed her too.

This is her phone

number. Call her.

It's such a piece of sh*t...

Everybody's filming themselves,

showing off

and bragging about what they're doing.

It's not fair! In my

days it wasn't so... I swear it.

In my time, the phones

couldn't film. Do you get me?

But we also used to give Luliana

a blowj*b in the high school's toilet.

What are you doing?

I like this blowj*b joke.

I'm gathering some blowj*b lesson

for daddy.

We didn't have filming mobile phone.

Do you get me?

Whenever Luliana was giving us

a blowj*b,

we would look very close

and pay attention at what we were doing.

And then, we had

a friend who was talented at drawing.

That is was we did.

He had his drawing block

and his water colours

and he'd paint her.

He painted Luliana doing

a blowj*b.

We sent it by mail,

we didn't get mms.

It is quite different now.

Everybody has Internet or

messenger, all this sh*t.

Do you have messenger?

Take it easy, bro, you nearly...

What the f*** are you doing,

you retard?

You'll scratch my car.

You pieces of sh*t...

Look where you're driving to man.

Haven't you seen that...

You mother f***ing idiot!

Tell me what happened!

Laura!

Nothing...

Tell me what happened, please.

He hit me!

- Who hit you?

- Are you satisfied?

Why should I?

Tell me who hit you

and I'll f***ing...

He hit me, do you get it?

Instead of being on my side she

told me she was not my mother.

Do you get that my father hit me?

Do you get this?

Do you get that the people I love,

I loved... Told me that...

- What was I doing wrong?

- Calm down.

I don't want and

I can't calm down.

I haven't done anything wrong.

Why are they doing this to me?

How can they tell me that

I'm not their daughter?

Just because I wasn't

home one night?

I am sorry, Laura.

Honest, I don't know

what to say...

Of course you don't know.

You have everything.

Don't touch me.

Leave me alone.

You don't know what

you're saying.

- Believe me I do.

- You don't.

I don't want to get upset

with you tonight.

Do you get that the people

I loved, don't love me?

Do you get that I have

nobody and nothing?

Do you get that?

You have everything. You have a mother,

a father and money.

I am with you now, what

else would you like more?

You have me,

do you get it?

What else would you like?

Frankly?

What else could I give you?

Do you want my mobile?

My chain? What do you want?

- Let's go to Paradise!

- Who would let me enter the Paradise?

Look at me!

Who would let me enter the Paradise?

I know a magical place.

I have plenty of friends there.

Would you like to come with me?

We'll go and get dressed from there.

Would you like to come with me?

Tell me? Would you come

with me to Paradise?

I come with you.

No. Let's stay and drink.

Let's drink a glass of vodka.

Let's drink first...

Nonsense, leave the vodka,

leave all this sh*t.

- One glass of vodka, please.

- Don't bring her any vodka.

- No vodka, Laura...

- I want to feel free tonight.

To offer them reasons to hit me

and not to love me anymore.

I want to drink,

to get laid, to feel good.

- What about me?

- Come with me!

Do you want me to

come with you?

To get a guilty conscience,

later on, Laura?

Are you coming with

me, at the club? Yes or no?

No!

OK!

- And after this break...

- Wait, Laura!

...please a round of applause for Toma.

He is here for you!

Let's applaud Toma!

Come on! It's open!

Come in!

Good evening.

What are you doing

here, at this hour?

I came to show her

that magic place.

Where are you coming from?

Home.

This theatre,

it's really growing onto you.

OK, go on!

- Who is she?

- Mira!

- Have you been drinking?

- No, I haven't. No!

Et voila!

Here are my friends.

- Let me introduce you somebody.

- Thank you, Laura.

- Do you like it?

- Yes, I do.

Me too. Come

on quickly!

My best friend, Mira and Mr. Molire.

Introduce yourselves.

Long life to you, Mr. Molire.

Glad to meet you, but I still

like Laura more than you. Frankly I do!

Wait!

So you're going to make me beautiful

or...

- Shall we try?

- Yes.

Laura, it's not OK.

You'll be very sexy.

I look like a grand-mother

in her SM phase.

What the f***!

I'm so f***ing gorgeous.

I'm so f***ing gorgeous.

That's OK.

That's WONDERFUL!

Lady, come in here.

Yes.

Come. I have an idea.

A moment of grace.

What the hell are

those girls doing?

OK. I will be a

Barbie doll tonight.

I want to be punk,

dominatrix.

The most dominatrix

in the 3rd district.

I'll be very, very sexy.

Tell me, bro, did

you f*** that chick?

I went crazy, Albanian.

What eyes, what a mouth.

What delicate ears...

A real princess.

I've seen her.

- I've been to her house.

- Really?

- She was quite young...

- Sweet 16.

- Are No sh*t?

- We went up the stairs.

Bang, bang, I cross the kitchen,

her mum and dad, at home.

We got to her room,

my tongue's down her throat,

I put my hand on her tits

and then go to her p*ssy.

I nearly sh*t myself, Albanian,

I thought she had a dick.

She was growing bushes down there.

Her bush was up to her belly,

Like in that porno stuff

with Heidi, f***ing hell!

I tossed her quickly

her back to me.

Her ass twisted like a

young racoon, Albanian.

I couldn't get my dick up

when I saw that hairy ball.

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