Kertu Page #2

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The villa is also not an angel.

Even though he is my son,

but then I understand.

Kurt,

that you had him?

He did not do anything bad to you?

Well, let's go... Goodbye.

If Kurt is now something happens,

then you'll meet.

You and your son.

Do you have any idea

What will happen now?

I do not care.

- What are you talking about?

I have throat cancer.

A little more, maybe I will stay.

Who, who told you that?

The analysis results come.

But what they told you yet?

said

that we should go to Tallinn to be treated,

I have to stop drinking

Smoking is also impossible.

Cancer - a cancer.

Well, I will stretch out there for a couple of months

longer, and then all the same - the end.

Villa!

I will not because of this sh*t

nothing to throw.

Villa! Well, you can not!

Listen...

We was there in the hospital Lena is...

It will definitely help us.

Mom, I'm just a doctor.

Damn it...

And then we went to the sea.

And what he did then?

He made you

have sex with him?

I'll kill him.

No.

What do you mean "no"?

Well, why did you go with him, Lord?

He made you, or not?

Kurt, he's just using you.

Hell, I'll kill that bastard!

Mom, we have to take her to the doctor.

A father has to go to the police.

So, now get out.

I want myself to talk to Kurt.

Urey, well, you will not have you...?

Heck, you can not talk to me

with his daughter? Get out of here!

Villa hugged her.

Strangely, I did not understand,

it's your Kurt.

Listen, and it has already

taken to the police?

The police because of this

did not move.

We talked with them yesterday.

They do not care that Kurt is sick,

she lives with me.

They have to make it myself

written statement.

With cops always the case.

And, this villa will be nothing?

And how Kurt feels?

Cries.

And then suddenly, at some point, it

do not f***ing understand what happened.

Hi!

Well, you have not planted?

Do not sell him.

- Do you, Willie, not a drop of shame.

Dare here in the village still appear!

I'm not selling you.

As it is, I'm crying!

- I do not need your money.

Take the money!

- She said she did not sell!

Go to hell all!

- Take your money!

Villa, mind you, in this shop

you have nothing more to go. Get it?

What did he do?

- Was going to steal from me.

Heck, who then steals it?

- Hey, you! You are not ashamed?

You're small, you're the devil,

abused my daughter, a little?

Who abused, she will come.

- She's here! Freak!

Do you think me a little shame

the daughter of a fool?

She does not understand what he does.

Gavnyuk this! She's my daughter!

I'm her ashore. I have her in

a psychiatric hospital is not posted.

May you, drunk,

f***ing my sick daughter!

Is that you,

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