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- The children should stay.

- They go upstairs.

Christos, Katerina, up, fast.

Be right with you.

Do you know him?

Calm down, okay?

I see him for the first time.

I was only two when you're gone.

You've also changed you.

- He says he's your son.

- You know, I have only one son.

And another two in Crete.

In Crete? What are you talking about?

- Go or I'll call the police.

- Great. Call them.

- What? You little prick.

- Go. Call them.

Seriously?

- Come on, call them!

- Go.

- No. Call to the police.

- Go, you little a**hole.

Get out, you bastard.

Come on, before I forget myself!

- Get out before something happens. Go!

- I've hurt me!

We are wild what?

Down.

I'm coming. It takes a minute.

Move it.

- I'm taking the kids to the room.

- Hurry up, Ms Vivi.

You are a big a**hole, are you listening?

I see you!

Come on, put down the weapon.

Let's go out.

Let's talk man to man,

not in front of the children.

The children? Do not make me laugh.

Sit down!

- What do you want anyway?

- Sit down on the chair!

So, I sat down.

Legal recognition and money.

Not much. What you owe us.

What do I owe you?

- And how much would it be?

- I do not know. 100 000, maybe?

Oh, really?

Listen, my boy.

What is your name?

Natasha!

Don't you remember?

Try it.

My name is Dany, the short form of Daniel.

I have locked them in the room.

Okay, Dany.

Let's start again from scratch.

- Chill out.

- I am calm.

You come into my house,

threaten my wife in front of my children,

wave a weapon

and asking money.

I'll give you money,

but I'm not the one you are looking for.

I'm not your father, got it?

You're making a mistake.

Your mistake was,

to bring me to the world.

- Sit down!

- Where is your mother?

I'll call her and tell her

I'm not the one.

Bad luck.

She died two weeks ago.

Then we call someone

who knows your father.

Someone has to know him.

He.

Hello.

Where are you, damn it?

I'm off in two minutes.

Now before?

- But they said ...

- Now, I tell you.

Mary is not on. What idiots.

I'm sick.

- Where are you? Are you coming?

- I can not, I'm quite far away.

Quite far? Where then, damn it?

Number 1061?

It's my turn.

F*** it all. I'm not going in there.

Ody, calm down.

Chill out.

Sing as Jenny has taught you,

and it will work. Think about her.

Hurry up.

Are you the 1061? Come in.

- I'm going in now.

- Bravo.

Bravo.

Do not hang up. I want to listen you.

This is not allowed.

Invent something,

this was already allowed.

Tell your grandfather was sick

or this kind of stuff.

Please, do not hang up. I want to hear.

Keep your mouth shut!

- Ody, do you hear me?

- Okay, hang in there.

Hello.

My name is Odysseas.

- You are from Albania?

- Yes.

- This is a very Greek name.

- Yes.

I was born in Crete and ...

- And what?

- Nothing. I'm kind of excited.

That's normal.

And what will you sing?

An Italian song from the 60s,

"Tutt'al pi".

- From Patty Pravo.

- How do you know her?

- It's a long story.

- Why do you need the phone?

- It's for my brother.

- Cell phones are prohibited.

He is sick. He is in Crete.

Very sick.

Without him I would not be here.

He has trained me.

Okay, good improvement for your brother.

We are ready.

Shut up and listen.

Will you see me

With the cold

you never had

And maybe you'll do so

As if you don't know my name

Maybe you'll even

call me mister

At best,

are you going to ask me

how many women I have had

to forget you

But you know very well

that a boy like me

isn't kidding with love

has never been joking with love

At best,

you're going to insult me

and then I send me away

and tell me

that you're no longer interested

at a boy

Who only was there

to amuse you a little

and so I will go

and you'll chase me

beg my pardon

and caress me

You remember my name

and that what has been

was perhaps true

was perhaps true

At best,

I'll find you

along with whom

occupied my place

So then

that's it

Bravo, dude. You were incredible.

Can you hear me?

Ody, do you hear me?

Clap! I said, clap!

We shall what?

Odysseas has it like your brother?

Talk to him.

Is he still on the phone?

Hello?

- Dany, you still there?

- Gossip!

That's enough.

Ody, do you hear me?

Yes.

Did you like it?

Favour? You've swept them away.

You've sung better than Jenny.

What did the jury?

- The Children. It is enough!

- What's going on? Dany, talk!

Hands up!

I said hands up!

Ms Vivi.

- Yes?

- Where are you? Who is Vivi?

All is well.

- What was that just now?

- Nothing.

It's all good.

Where are you?

You went looking for him.

Sh*t, sh*t, sh*t.

- What did they say?

- We wanted to go there together!

Please do not do anything stupid!

I'm already on the way!

Where are you?

In Panorama. Metaxa Street 35

Take a taxi, costs about 10 Euros.

- Who is coming?

- Your other son.

Who?

Ms Vivi. Ms Vivi.

Stop it, so to speak formally.

I have no nerves for it.

Jenny has taught us,

to respect older women.

She hated to great intimacy,

especially with strangers.

- Is there something sweet?

- What?

Something sweet, from the children.

Candies, chocolates, lollipops...

Super, these I like best.

Can you open it?

Thank You.

Take off your jacket.

- What?

- Your jacket.

Take it off!

All right. Your shirt too.

- What?

- Take off your shirt.

- Why?

- Because I said so! Basta.

Take it off!

Do you shave?

Ms Vivi, he shaves?

First, ask who it is.

- Who's there?

- Odysseas.

Open. Quick!

Ody, here in the living room!

- He shaves, the fagot.

- I do not.

- You lied to me.

- Yes, you would have thrown it away.

- Give me the gun.

- No, he will kill us!

Give it to me!

He says, he isn't it.

He is it, true?

In any case, he is not the one

who brought you into bed.

- What?

- That was Tassos.

The "Nameless"

has cared a damn.

My boy,

you seem to be reasonable.

Your brother shot.

It had almost been a bloodbath.

It was not my fault.

He wanted to kill me!

I want to get this done.

Your brother is out of mind.

Do you understand?

What do you mean?

He is crazy.

He's talking nonsense.

- What kind of stuff?

- That I am your father.

- Aren't you?

- That's him, Ody, that's him!

- No, I'm not!

- And if it's you?

What should I be?

This is crazy.

- And if it is you?

- Look at me. Is it me?

- Do you remember me?

- Tell him, Ody!

And you? Do you remember me?

What?

You. Do you remember me?

Your are out of mind.

Damn.

So, I give you all the money

what I have here, okay?

It is in the desk.

He gave her a sign!

Lefteris, not again! It is enough!

It is enough!

My brother, you a**hole!

Let him go!

Let him go.

Leave him.

Let him go!

F*** you!

- Everything OK?

- It's just a scratch.

I'll get some alcohol from the kitchen.

- And now you, talk.

- What can I say?

That morning, as Jenny slept,

I asked why you pack your bags.

I should be quiet, "so mom

and the little don't wake up. "

You have taken the money in

the drawer in the kitchen.

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