Xenia Page #3

When I'm sad and tired

You only think about you

And change.

No, boy, no,

No, boy, no

Do not laugh about my love

My game is over

and your game

It hurts and makes me cry

From tonight

I don't lay my life

in the hands of a boy, no

Set No longer in his hands

No, boy, no

You will not find me

with the ten dolls

which you don't like

Oh no

Oh no

You drag me around

Then you throw me away

Then you throw me away

You drag me around

You drag me around

CANDIDATE LEFTERIS CHRISTOPOULOS

"I AM NOT A FASCIST,

I AM A PATRIOT."

Bravo, Odysseas.

And without a single rehearsal.

Bravo, Maria, much better.

Oh, he's pretty damn good.

You sing very nice.

As a duet you are unbeatable.

The casting

do you need a Greek song.

Something Electrifying, Charming.

You know.

- We thought so too ...

- Once again, from the beginning.

Mary, the cigarette.

Now!

Sorry.

Hi, Dany.

- What do you do?

- We rehearsing.

And what exactly do you rehearse?

For the audition.

We thought of a Greek song.

Why this?

We had decided to

what will you sing.

The jury doesn't like crappy folk songs.

This is not a f***ing folk song.

This sh*t folk songs

have fed you for years.

Jenny raised us with

Patty Pravo and Raffaella Cara.

You sing Patty Pravo.

Stay out of this!

- Calm down, kid.

- No.

- Keep your mouth shut!

- No!

We let us nothing say

from this sacked chanteuse!

When we needed him,

he ran away!

Now he gives great advice.

F*** you!

Be quiet, you wanker!

F*** you!

Dany, no!

Stop!

- Leave him. Doesn't bother me.

- Ahmad!

I can not breathe!

What's going on here, dammit?

Calm down.

You sing "Tutt'al pi" understood?

F*** you all!

There is the fag from earlier.

Look at the fag.

Want to lick my lollipop?

I lick no sausages.

Let him suck you.

- He is also Albanian.

- What did you say?

- Wanker.

- What was it dirty fagot?

Who do you want to

f*** with your face?

Buttfaces!

- Forget it, Baskim!

- No chance.

How was that, fagot?

I'll open your ass.

Your friends don't do it you?

Look,

how deep the Albanians have fallen.

The real shame

are your tiny c*cks.

What did you say, you wanker?

F*** you!

Stop!

Come here, you b*tch.

Leave him!

- Let him go!

- He has a gun!

Leave him alone!

- Leave him!

- Dany, take the gun down!

He shot him!

F***! Damn!

Come on!

Run!

This way.

Hold it!

Stay on the spot!

Come on!

I can't anymore.

Sit down.

My bag.

Let me see your foot.

Careful.

- Do you have sprained it?

- I do not know.

Get some rest.

Come, we must get out of here.

I can not anymore.

Climb on my back.

Come on.

That's okay.

- Wait here.

- Where are you going?

Are you in pain, Dido?

Here.

Do not drink too much.

That's enough.

Dido?

Here Dido, drink.

- Where's the gun?

- I must have lost it.

- Are you sure?

- Yes.

When they find it, we're f***ed.

Take him.

What's up?

Take him.

- Why?

- He suffers.

Kill him, so that he no longer suffers.

What are you talking about?

Take him!

Dany, you're scaring me.

- Kill him. I can't stand it!

- Cut the crap!

I can't take it anymore. Kill him!

That's enough!

Take him, I can't!

It's all right! It's all right! All right!

- Kill him!

- What kill?

- Kill him!

- Are you serious? It's Dido!

- Just do it!

- What? It's just Dido!

Kill him! He suffers!

What should I do, damned?

Here, look here!

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, honestly.

Come on. Come on.

Chill out.

Come on.

Chill out.

Come.

Is anyone here?

Is anyone here?

It is empty.

I always wanted to

live in an expensive hotel.

Sh*t, the battery is empty.

Is yours still working?

100 calls from Madame Tassos.

Give it me for a moment.

Yes?

- At Last. Are you fine?

- Yes.

Thank God.

Wait a minute.

Bye Bye. Many Thanks.

- Where are you?

- I do not know. Far away, in a hotel.

There was a stupid incident ...

I know. The police just left.

You were seen at the club.

Who shot? The Little?

- Yes.

- I knew it.

- Where did he get the gun? Crete?

- What do I know? Probably.

He was lucky.

He shot the guy in the leg.

- He will survive.

- Thank God.

The police is after you.

I didn't say anything.

The officer is a good customer.

I said, you are Escorts from

Trikala. I hope you're not there.

No, I do not think so.

Tucked you for a few days.

Soon they'll stop the search.

- What is with the little?

- He hurt his foot.

Serves him right.

Get him on the phone.

It is Tassos.

Take it.

Take it.

Yes?

- You were right. I'm sorry.

- What exactly?

You know what I mean.

- Do you feel any pain?

- No, it's ok.

Listen, tell your brother,

when it doesn't work with

the "Nameless", I assume.

With Ahmad.

Wouldn't he be a great dad?

Okay.

Be careful.

- Yes, Tassos.

- Bye, Dany.

Where did you get the gun?

- Crete.

- Did you steal it?

- Not really.

- What was you intention with it?

I don't know.

A gun is always beneficial.

Kidding me?

Do you understand what you're saying?

You could almost killed somebody.

Do you understand that?

They attacked me first.

Are you crazy?

A gun is not a toy.

You can not just shoot down people!

Insult yes, even beating.

But not kill!

Do you want to ruin everything?

I want to go to Thessaloniki

that you become a star.

How? You botch everything.

- I have no more lust.

- Then go!

I can not leave you alone!

- Then I go.

- You're not going anywhere!

- Let me.

- You stay here, understood?

- My foot!

- What?

It hurts. Let me go!

- Give me your money.

- First, let my foot off.

Let it off!

That's all?

You stay here until I come back.

Got it?

- F*** you.

- Got it?

Happy Birthday,

big Brother!

Thank You.

Welcome to our hotel.

What it may be?

Souvlaki.

My vase.

These are for you.

Thank You.

Shampoo.

Soap, so you can wash.

A lamp.

And boxes,

as a gift for my birthday.

Was the money enough?

Yes.

I do not think so.

Where did you get the money?

- That's my business.

- What have you been all this time?

I was shopping,

for my birthday.

I do how I feel.

Come on, me too.

- You're done.

- Do I still have foam on me?

No, no.

Leave it.

It is enough.

What a cool view.

This is awesome.

Stop drinking.

It's my birthday.

Since I do what I like.

Now that we get the money

of the "nameless",

I will send 5000 to Grandma Alma,

and with the rest

I will go to America.

Take it easy, Di Caprio.

You can not go to America.

Why? We will have

the nationality and a passport.

Yes, but one will probably

grab and throw you in jail.

And you're underage.

I will not allow it.

We share the money if you're 18,

Then do what you want.

What will you do with the money?

- First, I will go to Crete.

- I never again.

After that ...

I will buy this hotel

and renovate it.

For the money is never enough.

Then I'm going to rent it.

I will make an awesome hotel from

it and life therein.

Great idea.

On Xenia.

It's called "Xe-ni-a," you idiot.

I do not believe it. "Rumore"?

Where did you find it?

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