Xenia Page #4
"Rumore"?
Rumors, rumors
I do not feel safe, secure
Never sure
Tonight I would like
turn back the time
and return to your time
Because I think no more of it
But I come back, come back
Because then I know
what I'll do with you
Heart, beat, heart
I think
I have a beating, beating heard
In the evening I'm afraid
Alone I do not feel safe,
safe
Never sure, never, never, never
And I swear to you,
tonight I would like
turn back time
- Go dance!
- Are you kidding?
Do you miss Jenny?
Yes.
- You should go to the casting, not me.
- No chance. I can't sing.
You have more talent.
You have more sex appeal, you are ...
... Gayer.
Come on! Come on!
- Wait. Chill out.
- Just a little.
Wait a moment. Wait a moment.
Come on, let's go inside.
And one and two ...
Watch out.
- You know what?
- Yes I know.
Come on, lie down.
Oh, how cool.
How cool, "Rumore".
Is it really you?
Yes.
But you're not real, right?
Does it matter?
No.
What you have become. Huge.
You are also larger.
Since yesterday?
Ody has become 18,
I know.
You look older.
We have killed you.
- How does it feel?
- What?
Killed.
It hurts.
I'm sorry.
I miss you.
I have to go.
Soon the day is dawning.
Will you come back?
Good morning.
Good morning.
Here.
Come on, get up.
- So early?
- Yes.
- I was completely drunk yesterday.
- Yes.
- Here.
- All right.
Come on, we're late.
Here we go!
More feeling, please!
Remember your dream,
come true.
Right here, right now!
In "Greek Star"!
Thank You. Ten minute break,
then we turn the trailer.
Isn't it Mary?
Stay close!
Hello.
- Hello.
- Come on.
- What are you doing here? Is everything okay?
- Tassos sent me.
He has given me.
Thank You.
And I thought,
I can try my luck.
- Good Idea.
- Come, I will show you everything.
That's OK. I turn a round.
- Stay close.
- Yes.
Hello.
I'll call the press office of "Fame".
We have an invitation
for Ms Christopoulos
for the gala of Jean Paul Gaultier
the day after tomorrow, here in Thessaloniki.
If we could send the
invitation personally to her?
Yes, I'll wait.
One moment please.
Proceed.
Panorama.
Many Thanks. Speak to you soon.
This office of "Fame"
but is really cozy.
F*** it!
Take that.
- Thank You.
- My pleasure.
- Should I first make them wet?
- No.
Give it to me.
Have no fear.
Bend over. Come on.
- Are you here for the audition?
- Not me. My Brother.
Bend down correctly.
- I'm singing "Satisfaction".
- Hot.
Hold still.
Leave it.
You're done.
Cool.
- Thank You.
- My pleasure.
- Are you from Thessaloniki?
- From Crete.
Really?
- And how did you get here?
- It's a long story. And you?
I came from Serres yesterday.
Without brother.
- Stefanos.
- Dany. Hello.
What was that nonsense
earlier on the phone?
Is none of your business.
I don't mind anyway.
I have certainly
missed my appearance.
- Go.
- Where to?
Come on!
W a i t.
They let me occur in between.
Will you wait for me?
I do not know. I have to do something.
Jean Paul Gaultier?
I'm going tonight to "Alexandra".
You'll like it.
It is down here on the beach.
Are you coming? Promised?
Okay.
- Good Luck!
- They say "Break a leg".
Break a leg!
What number?
35!
Are you excited?
Not really.
Tassos told me to wear this,
not to look cheap.
Do I look cheap?
No.
And?
Do you like it?
So-so.
You're right. Forget it.
You're very pretty.
Yes sure.
Look at me.
Really.
Will you go like that?
Yes. You don't like it?
Sure.
You look like a good boy.
I am a good boy.
I'm sure you get on.
But you also.
I honestly don't care.
I want to leave from here.
Way? Where to?
Back to Ukraine?
No, I can't return.
To Europe.
With my papers, it is difficult
to go there.
For me too.
Want to Albania?
Yes.
More out of curiosity.
I would be there anyway even stranger.
We are everywhere strange, isn't it?
But at home everywhere.
Who's there?
Courier service.
Delivery for Ms Christopoulos.
From the press office of "Fame".
Thank you.
What do you want?
I'll call the police.
Do not be afraid.
I wanted to know you.
I actually want to your man.
- What for?
- To get to know him.
Your husband, Lefteris Christopoulos,
is my father.
My biological father.
I had to do in the city
and thought, I look over.
Mom, can we play downstairs
with Playmobil?
Hello, my name is Dany.
What's her name?
Go and watch a DVD.
- Why?
- Just because. Right away.
Really cool hut.
Where are you going?
Where are you going? Wait.
W a i t!
I said, wait!
Watch out.
Listen, you are wrong apparently.
I haven't.
Your husband is my father, and I
would like to meet him. Okay?
Either he has not told you,
that he has other children,
or you do so naive.
- What's your name?
- He's not who you think.
- What's your name?
- Vivi ... Vassiliki.
Vivi or Vassiliki?
I tell you, my husband is
not the one you are looking for.
We have been married for six years.
He had previously never been married.
If he had been it,
I would not be here.
At that time he was not called Christopoulos.
He met my mother, Jenny,
as she came from Albania in 1992,
- Who?
- Jenny, my mother.
- She is Albanian?
- No, Congolese!
She had studied in Tirana,
to become a singer.
He offered his help and put
them in a cheap nightclub.
The silly goose fell in love with him.
He gave her two children and played
sometimes her pimp.
Until one day he disappeared
and dissolved into air.
- We never saw him again.
- Indeed?
You're wrong. It isn't him.
Go.
- I'm not going anywhere.
- Go away!
Call him and ask him.
Call him!
Yes, Lefteris ...
No, not really.
There is a young man here.
An Albanian. He does not go away.
He says he's your son.
I don't know. Yes, he came in.
Into the house. Yes, he's here.
Please. Now.
- He comes.
- Prima.
- Is this the pool?
- He is out of service.
- What a shame.
- Mom.
Can we play downstairs Playmobil?
You stay upstairs and watch cartoons.
- Wash your hands, we eat the soon.
- Okay.
Ms Vivi?
If you had something for me, too?
I have eaten nothing
since this morning. Eggs, perhaps?
Now? Okay, here we come.
- Are you the number 1053?
- Yes.
- You're the next one.
- You said we're on tomorrow.
We have everything accelerated.
Are you coming or not?
- Yes.
- Let's go.
Take it easy.
How old are you?
16 years.
Actually, 15 and 9,5 months.
And you live here?
Not here.
I have lived in Crete.
Now I do not know.
- A real Albanians then?
- No, my father is Greek.
If he recognizes me,
I'll get the Greek passport.
Vivi?
Your father is here.
Fast.
Hey, kids.
What happened?
He came in and made a scene.
- You let him in?
- Yes.
He said he was a courier
and bring an envelope.
- Where is he now?
- In the kitchen.
- What's he doing?
- He eats.
- What did he eat?
- Eggs.
- You made him eggs?
- Yes.
- Tell him to come.
- You tell him.
Hello.
Bring the children upstairs.
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