Between Two Fires Page #2

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- What are you talking about?

- Come and talk to him!

You're not allowed to talk

to him ever again. Understand?

What if we meet

that strange, unpleasant man again?

Don't talk like that about people.

I'm sure Gosia is back home now.

Hi, Adam.

Sure, I can send Gosia over to you.

Friday, at ten... No problem.

You pay her depending on

what you want her to do.

That's right. Have a nice day.

Are you sure you don't want

to take a shower with me?

No, I'll stay here

and guard the door.

Okay, I won't be long.

Just knock if there is anything.

Mommy!

Ania!

What happened?

- What happened?!

- Someone tried to get into the bathroom.

I wanted to stop him

but he put his hand over my mouth...

- Who, Ali?

- Ali came and chased him away.

Stop playing games. You think I don't

know you're hiding something?

You'd better leave her alone.

If you hurt her or the girl

I will kill you.

- Are you all right, honey?

- Yes.

Pick up, pick up...

Gosia.

Gosia? Thank God!

Hi, it's me, Marta.

Thank God you answered the phone,

I've called a million times.

Hello. I heard you were

looking for me. Marta Kowalska, right?

- Don't you remember me?

- I wasn't sure at first.

I remembered a Marta with a kid

living with this guy named Witek...

...but I wasn't sure it was you

until Bengt confirmed it to me.

He scared me asking all those questions,

so I ran away.

Sorry, I asked him to do that.

I wanted to be sure it was you

before handing out my phone number.

Why don't you come to the Chinese

restaurant Nan King tonight at eight.

It's near my house,

just down the street. And we can talk.

Eight o'clock. Great.

I have to go now. See you soon.

Yes, okay. Bye.

Mommy!

- Absolutely...

- Cheers.

Gosia... Hello.

Hi, hon.

I hardly recognized you.

I hardly recognized you, either.

You look so... Swedish. Great.

I try to keep up with the fashions.

And where is Ania?

She's in bed.

My roommate is taking care of her.

Let me introduce you.

This is Marta, my friend from Belarus.

That's Pekka, my husband.

My husband Pekka.

These are our friends:

Jurek, Sasha, Olga and Ania.

You've already met Bengt.

He's my husband's childhood friend

and our helpful neighbor.

Hi.

You're the person Bengt thought was me

when I was late for work...

- That must have been unpleasant.

- Don't worry about it.

Jesus,

how many years has it been?

Here he is, our Bengt. Seriously this

man is gold. He helps us with everything.

Just recently I went on this trip

and forgot my cell phone at home.

You know how it is with business,

customers, calls...

Bengt stayed at my flat to answer calls

and schedule my clients. A gem!

Cheers!

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