Forgive Us Our Debts Page #2

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-As you wish.

-Thank you.

-Goodbye.

-Goodbye.

Bye.

I have this to offer you.

If you succeed, I'd be happier than you.

-He's given us a hard time.

-Let's hear it.

His name's Sergio Gavarino.

An engineer, who in the 1990s

paved the buildings in the Arab Emirates.

He's now bankrupt.

He borrowed the sum of 260,000 euros

from us back in 2009.

We've only seen 60. Nothing we could do.

We wrote it off last week.

How much?

-This is a Category A debt!

-How much?

-No less than 19,000.

-Nineteen thousand?

It offers great potential.

If there's a lot of potential,

get your own debt collectors to do it.

I can do it for 16,000.

Out of the question.

I won't buy anyone over four percent.

Yes, but this is no routine case.

It's 200,000 euros!

Which we might never get back.

I'm sure you'll find a way

to get the money.

We have a rule. Four percent or nothing.

All right, four percent.

And I've got three other

interesting businessmen.

Why don't you give me a few pen pushers,

or workmen, losers, people like that?

Walking dead.

You know my thoughts, right?

The hard-core.

We have plenty of those, look.

We have a client called Maurizio Pegollo,

occasional construction worker,

his debt amounts to 30,000

for court expenses.

Then we have Mr. and Mrs. Massi,

both unemployed

but with two inherited homes.

They took out loans

at two different times,

when their children were born.

Crazy, first they have kids,

then apply for a loan.

It's madness.

What about this?

Fifteen thousand to go on holiday!

Okay, all of them at three percent.

-You're a rogue.

-Yes.

-Hi there.

-Hi.

-Can you give me a hand?

-Is it stuck?

Yes, it's stuck.

Oh, no, f***!

I'm sorry. Come and wash your hands.

-Here's some soap.

-Thanks.

-Here.

-Thanks.

-I'm making myself a coffee. Want one?

-Whisky?

-Whisky? At this hour?

-Yes.

Of course, help yourself.

-Shall I do it?

-Yes.

-Here.

-Thanks.

Everything okay?

-Yeah, you?

-Yes.

Thanks. Sorry, I have to run.

Okay. Where are you running to

dressed like that?

I have something to sort out.

-Dressed like what?

-You look nice.

-Bye.

-Thanks.

Thanks for the whisky. Bye.

Paying off a debt restores one's dignity.

I cannot pay off my debt.

I misunderstood.

I thought that's why you were here.

I don't see any other reason.

I'll never have that kind of money.

I have other debts too,

and I've just lost my job.

This is rather annoying, Mr. Rabaglia.

What job are we talking about,

if I may ask?

Warehouseman.

Warehouseman?

And how do you intend

to settle your debt with us?

I'll be honest with you,

I hope you don't expect us

to write off this sum.

-It doesn't work that way.

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