Betrayal Page #2

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Do I know him?

No, you don't.

Tell me, in all honesty.

Are you seeing someone?

Are you serious?

Yes.

No, I'm not.

Are you?

Am I?

- Sorry, I didn't mean it.

- You really hurt my feelings.

Listen.

I didn't mean it.

I work all day. I look after the kid.

I never blame you for anything.

And this is what I get.

Thank you very much.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

- Have you ever had an affair?

- No. Have you?

No.

Should I turn off the lights?

I'll switch the night light on.

As you wish.

Can I kiss you?

Why ask?

My wife always says that too.

What has it got to do with your wife?

Sorry.

Not like this. Softer.

Sorry.

What?

Did I hurt you?

Turn it off!

I'm sorry.

Are you feeling better?

I don't know.

I'm sorry.

Smoke?

No.

Teach me how.

Just inale it. It's easy.

Not too much,

or you'll get sick.

I can't...

Two bodies, heads pointing east

and feet south-west.

Both naked.

Cause of death:
Fall.

Suspecting multiple bone breakage.

The man:
Caucasian, no

distinguishing marks.

Mars body on top of the womars.

Two idiots were making love

on the balcony.

Two idiots

less in the world, huh?

Put it away.

Take a look and tell us

if you know these people.

You first.

This is my wife.

Are you sure?

Yes.

Your turn.

Yes, it's him.

You barely looked at him.

We cannot include such an answer

in our report. Take a better look.

- Can I do it later?

- Later?

His body tissues

will start changing.

- It's him.

- Him?

We can't record

the body as "him".

My husband.

You can go.

But we'll meet again soon.

Why?

You'll need a burial

permit from me.

Is whiskey OK?

Why not?

Thanks.

- Want more?

- Yes.

Why are you laughing?

Just because.

By the way, what do you do?

Doesn't matter.

Are you cold?

I'm OK.

Let's have more.

A thunderstorm.

Great.

We need to find cover.

Are you scared?

I'm scared for you.

We're not that close.

I have to go.

I've got a son waiting.

- Go.

- Let's go.

- Don't yell!

- Let's go!

Go!

Everyone's scared.

Did you get caught in the rain?

No. You?

I did.

The flowers?

I threw them out. They died.

Not too much salt I hope?

No...

It's great.

Did you cook it?

Yes.

I never told you before,

but I like to cook.

Of course, mom does it better...

Are you OK?

- I don't know how to tell you.

- Tell me what?

It's mom.

Try to understand...

How do I say it...

She's no longer with us.

She died.

In an accident.

She fell from a great height.

I don't get it.

She died.

She's gone.

Where is she?

She's gone.

Why?

No.

There was a balcony.

A piece of it went loose.

She leaned against

the railing and fell.

A balcony? Where?

At a hotel.

What was she doing there?

- Where is she now?

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